[Urban] My School Beauty Sister (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 104.2 Love in the Chrysanthemum Bud.

He Ming gently kissed her small mouth, then greedily sucked on her two pink lips, occasionally sticking his tongue in and gently licking between her pearly teeth.

Mei Gui's strength gradually dissipated, and with a soft moan, she collapsed backward onto the bed.

He Ming felt her mouth was warm and moist, with an alluring fragrance, more captivating than any delicacy, so he couldn't wait to press down on her, bringing his mouth close again.

Mei Gui was already aroused, and besides, it wasn't her first time, so she was naturally bolder. She wrapped her arms around He Ming's neck, pressed her face against his, and licked his lips with her small, fragrant tongue, sucking hard and making a smacking sound.

Then, He Ming felt his lips being gradually forced open by her fragrant tongue.

Mei Gui's tongue continued to advance, and He Ming naturally didn't refuse, involuntarily sticking out his tongue to intertwine with hers, stirring it around.

He Ming was intoxicated, and he tightly embraced Mei Gui's jade-like neck.

The two entangled for a long time, and He Ming felt this was the most exhilarating kiss he had ever had. He never imagined that such a simple exchange of words could be so wonderful, truly unforgettable.

He didn't know how much time had passed; it seemed as if time had stopped. He Ming opened his eyes, and the beautiful Mei Gui was gazing at him with her lovely eyes.

He Ming pressed his body against Mei Gui's firm breasts, her breasts supported by the ground, squeezed into two round discs, the touch exquisitely wonderful.

He Ming's hands couldn't resist playing with Mei Gui's proud breasts, kneading her full, jade-like breasts through the thin t-shirt. Even through the fabric, the softness of her breasts still stirred his heart.

Mei Gui's small mouth was slightly open, her eyes hazy, her cheeks flushed, already aroused, quietly enjoying the intoxicating sensation brought by his large hands.

Feeling unsatisfied, He Ming lifted Mei Gui's t-shirt. Impatient, he didn't have time for a leisurely exploration, his hands continuing their work, completely stripping away the coverings from the beautiful woman beneath him, revealing her snow-white, jade-like body!

He Ming stared intently, a pair of clean, beautiful, and soft fragrant feet displayed before him. The vibrant rose on the instep of her right foot looked so vivid, so alluring against her snow-white skin!

He Ming fondled these small, tender feet, then lowered his head and began to lick them frantically! First the soles, then the soft spaces between her toes, and finally, he sucked on each of her slender, white toes.

After sucking on each toe one by one, he moved up to the white instep, carefully licking the vibrant rose.

"Ah...it tickles...no..."

Mei Gui giggled, struggling to break free from the tickling sensation.

He Ming couldn't bear to let go so easily, so he parted her jade-like legs, nestled between them, and then held her small feet tightly in his arms.

Mei Gui struggled in vain, so she gave up and let He Ming caress her feet.

He Ming touched her round, soft heels, which felt smooth, and then touched her fair insteps, before playing with each of her slender toes.

Mei Gui had been gritting her teeth and enduring it, but finally couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, "Stop it! It's tickling me! Why do you have to touch my feet all the time?"

He Ming seemed not to hear her, and moved his head closer to her feet. It was the first time he had seen these jade-like feet so closely; her toes were long and slender, slightly curved downwards, and the pink arches of her feet emitted a charming fragrance.

At this moment, He Ming's heart felt like it was on fire. Those jade-like feet were incredibly white, with slender, not swollen, and perfectly sized feet. The middle toe was slightly longer than the others, and each toenail was painted with pale pink nail polish—a sight that would make anyone's blood boil.

He Ming couldn't resist bringing those jade-like feet to his mouth again, sucking on the big toe, his heart pounding with excitement.

Mei Gui seemed to have gotten used to the ticklish sensation. Although the caresses on her feet were far less intense than those on her private parts, the stimulation was overwhelming. She even slightly closed her beautiful eyes, making soft, moaning sounds as her toes moved in the young man's mouth. She spread her dazzlingly white thighs, her hands vigorously stroking her breasts.

Smelling the alluring fragrance emanating from the beauty, He Ming looked up, finding Mei Gui's thighs delicate, supple, and smooth as cream—truly a superior specimen.

He then grabbed her ankles, lifted her long, jade-like legs, brought them together, and hugged her calves, rubbing his chest against her calves to savor the exquisite feel of her skin.

After playing with them for a while, he released her feet and began to lick one of her legs. Her sweet skin was as smooth as milk, and a milky fragrance wafted through the air, intoxicating him.

He Ming's hands didn't stop either, carefully playing with the beauty's white, delicate feet, teasing her small, round toes.

The beautiful Mei Gui was overwhelmed with pleasure and couldn't help but moan softly. One of her clean, white feet even rubbed against the bulge between He Ming's legs.

He Ming felt a surge of excitement and quickly pulled off his pants, placing that jade-like foot on his penis, and lifted the other leg to continue kissing it.

Mei Gui didn't resist; like a little girl playing with a toy, she used her toes to circle around the glans of He Ming's penis, soft, smooth, and incredibly alluring.

He Ming's body trembled violently, as if electrocuted, a warm current shooting from his thighs to the tips of his hair.

Mei Gui clearly felt the young man's change. She playfully teased his thick penis with her jade-like foot. The thing swayed slightly, then quickly swung back, striking her jade-like foot.

He Ming was instantly stimulated, his whole body shuddering violently, almost ejaculating uncontrollably. He let out a long breath, managing to suppress his desire.

Mei Gui found it amusing and tentatively stretched her jade-like foot out, touching the young man's lower abdomen with her soft toes.

He Ming cried out in pain, his lower abdomen hardening with tension, his abdominal muscles bulging.

Mei Gui became interested and continued to tease the young man's abdomen with her toes.

He Ming was starting to feel overwhelmed, trying several times to reach out and grab her playful jade-like foot, but the beautiful Mei Gui was engrossed in her game, narrowly avoiding it each time. As soon as the young man focused on licking his other foot, she would pull her hand back and continue her mischievous act.

He Ming's penis had already become hard from that playful jade foot, so with a burst of energy, he finally caught it with lightning speed and held it tightly in his arms. Now, his enormous penis was pressed against the two delicate, snow-white soles.

He Ming was instantly aroused, so he parted the two jade feet, using the slightly curved arches of his feet to hold his large penis, gently performing footjob.

Mei Gui watched curiously, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, and stepped aside.

After a moment of footjob, He Ming released his hands, his palms pressing tightly against the back of the beauty's calves, sliding upwards along the soft curves, past the knees and thighs, stopping at the rounded buttocks.

He Ming's fingers tightened, gripping the soft yet resilient buttocks, kneading a large area, so although he used force, he didn't hurt the delicate beauty.

The plump, tender buttocks changed shape in He Ming's palm, the peak in the middle sometimes large and sometimes small. Because she wasn't wearing panties, her beautiful female organs were clearly visible. Under the sparse pubic hair, the two labia majora were plump and snow-white, while the labia minora in the middle were tightly closed, pure and without any gaps. However, the crystal-clear secretions could not be stopped from seeping out, as clear as a spring.

Mei Gui's eyes were tightly closed as she savored the novel sensation of footjob. A sweet smile graced her face. Her skin was snow-white, radiating a captivating glow. Her exquisite and beautiful figure, with its full curves, was irresistible and arousing. From the man's perspective, her buttocks were particularly striking, round and pert.

Her long, slender legs, engaged in footjob, were wide open, her alluring crotch slightly raised, a pink slit glistening with lustful fluid—a highly seductive pose.

Her eyes remained closed, yet her face glowed with a rosy light.

He Ming's lower body was already painfully aroused, so he released her feet, grasped one of her legs, and lowered his lips to kiss her upwards.

He Ming kissed the base of her thighs, then began licking her lower abdomen.

Mei Gui lay limply again, her two straight legs stretched out. Below her abdomen, her full vulva slightly protruded, covered in lush pubic hair—utterly enticing.

He Ming's tongue licked the cute little navel, occasionally spitting out saliva and swirling it inside, making lewd sounds.

After playing with it for a few minutes, He Ming's head finally reached the beauty's breasts. He used both hands to encircle the bottom of each of her jade peaks, squeezing slightly, and the nipples, like small red dates, protruded upwards, bulging high, so tender and tempting.

He Ming lowered his head and kissed one of the nipples gently until it swelled and hardened, then licked it vigorously with the tip of his tongue, and gently bit it with his teeth, while his palms kneaded the breast from side to side, arousing the beauty to the point of unbearable lust. Her slender waist twisted back and forth, her face flushed, and her breathing rapid.

Next, He Ming used the same method to ravage the other full breast. The beauty was unbearably itchy, and she held the little man's head with both hands, pressing it down hard.

He Ming took the opportunity to suckle the large flesh of her vulva, sucking hard until her breasts were covered in his saliva. Then he moved his kisses downwards again, this time without pausing. He reached her lower abdomen and then sucked hard on her slightly protruding vulva.

"Ah!"

Mei Gui's body trembled, and she reflexively tightened her legs, covering her private parts with her small hands.

He Ming smiled mischievously and gently spread her two round and slender legs, completely exposing her vulva.

Mei Gui's pubic hair wasn't very thick, but it grew quite neatly, as if it had been groomed. Her labia majora were an alluring pink, almost indistinguishable from the surrounding skin. Her labia minora were pink and tender, shyly closed, with vaginal fluid flowing out, looking quite pure.

He Ming gently parted the labia minora with his hands, exposing the small opening, the thin membrane symbolizing purity clearly visible.

He Ming grew increasingly pleased, and without hesitation, he extended his tongue to lick the protruding clitoris, sometimes fiercely, sometimes passionately, sucking and biting it, even gently nibbling at it with his teeth, occasionally inserting his tongue shallowly into the vagina to stir it.

"Oh...oh...good husband...stop licking...I...it's itchy...it's so itchy...I can't stand it...ah...don't bite...it's so sore..."

Mei Gui was extremely excited because her most sensitive spot was being teased by the warm and agile tongue. She was moaning, but her hips were desperately rising and thrusting, her heart yearning for the little man's tongue to relieve her itch.

The blissful feeling of complete absorption, the waves of passion and pleasure, made her tremble all over, and her secret passage was already overflowing with even more lustful fluids.

He Ming's tongue swirled incessantly around the vagina and clitoris, the most sensitive areas of a woman's body. This sent shivers down Mei Gui's spine, a tingling, numb, sore, and itchy sensation. She closed her eyes, savoring the exquisite feeling.

Seeing Mei Gui's wanton appearance fueled He Ming's lust even more. His large penis, now bulging like an angry glare, stood erect, its red glans the size of a child's fist, veins bulging, looking quite menacing.

"Husband... I'm so itchy... come quickly... oh... I can't take it anymore... oh..."

Mei Gui trembled violently, finally reaching her climax. Streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, covering He Ming's face, but he didn't mind at all, even licking it with his tongue, his excitement overflowing.

Unable to bear it any longer, He Ming leaned closer, grasping his penis and rubbing it against her vulva. He was incredibly excited; finally, he was about to reach his climax.

"Ah...ah...ah, no, please, husband, I'm not ready!"

Mei Gui sensed something, her beautiful eyes glancing downwards. With a sudden burst of strength, she abruptly pulled back.

"No way, not again!"

He Ming stared in disbelief, helplessly looking down at his erect penis, which he couldn't release. A look of displeasure crossed his

face. Mei Gui asked softly, with a hint of guilt, "Husband, are you feeling uncomfortable down there?"

"Of course!"

He Ming shook his head speechlessly.

"Husband, lie down!"

Mei Gui instructed cautiously.

He Ming knew this woman was most likely giving him oral sex again. While it was enjoyable, it was far inferior to real sex, especially in terms of psychological stimulation. However, he couldn't refuse the beautiful woman's request and lay down as instructed.

Mei Gui sat between He Ming's laps, reaching out to grasp his thick penis. She moved her small hand up and down, stroking it, then gradually brought her face closer, gently rubbing her nose against the glans exposed by the retracted foreskin, like a kitten.

Mei Gui slightly raised her head, carefully observing the enormous glans; its smooth surface gleamed brilliantly in the dim light, the small urethral opening opening and closing like a goldfish's mouth.

Mei Gui didn't hold back, sticking out her small tongue to lick the urethral opening.

He Ming felt a sudden tingling sensation, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands.

Next, Mei Gui opened her small mouth, enveloping the glans, trying to take a portion in, and then gently began to stroke it.

However, after doing this for a full twenty minutes, He Ming still hadn't ejaculated. It wasn't that Mei Gui's oral skills were bad, but rather that he was dissatisfied; his body was satisfied, but he lacked excitement!

"Why isn't he ejaculating yet?"

Mei Gui raised her small face, asking He Ming in confusion, but seeing only the displeased look on the young man's face.

She paused for a moment, looking somewhat aggrieved, then suddenly had a brilliant idea. She turned around, got down on all fours on the bed, and stuck out her round buttocks, saying, "Husband, love my little asshole!"

Upon hearing this, He Ming's eyes lit up, as if a dead man had come back to life. He immediately sat up and stared intently at the beauty's cleft.

The elegant and beautiful Mei Gui lay on the bed like a puppy, her plump buttocks slightly parted, completely unconcealed. The scene in the middle was so clear. Her labia majora were perfectly peach-shaped from being slightly squeezed, and the narrow slit in the middle was very alluring. Above, the small anus was half-hidden in the flesh, a light pink color, but not very clear.

Seeing such a beautiful woman in such a lewd posture, He Ming's displeasure vanished. He leaned forward and stroked her plump buttocks a few times, then lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to lick the deep cleft vigorously, completely ignoring where the mons pubis and the anus were.

Every time Mei Gui was licked by the large tongue, she would tremble all over, her jade hands trembling so much that she could barely support her delicate body.

He Ming raised his head, revealing his two plump buttocks, which were hidden in the crevice of flesh. They were so sexy and alluring, snow-white, firm, elastic, and with a round and full shape.

A tuft of pubic hair peeked faintly from between her buttocks, and directly above her most prominent feature was a beautiful, turbine-shaped opening, about the size of a coin, light pink, resembling a small chrysanthemum bud.

He Ming inserted his finger into the flower's center, immediately sending a shiver down Mei Gui's spine.

He Ming looked down closely; fine wrinkles radiated outwards from the center, like a delicate chrysanthemum shell.

A tiny, barely visible opening in the center was slightly parted, contracting and expanding, like a wild, virgin territory welcoming pioneers to cultivate it.

Even as she was about to entrust her most private parts to a young man, Mei Gui didn't forget to protect her reproductive organs, instinctively extending her delicate hand to shield them.

The impending anal sex thrill fueled He Ming's desire for the virgin's vagina. He lowered his head and gently touched the delicate little anus with the tip of his tongue. The beautiful woman's body trembled as if electrocuted, seemingly an erogenous zone she hadn't yet discovered.

He Ming's movements became increasingly vigorous, and the tender pink chrysanthemum bud gradually became covered with wet saliva. He was no longer satisfied and squeezed his tongue in inch by inch.

Mei Gui was also already unbearably itchy and involuntarily wriggled her plump buttocks to meet He Ming's tongue. He Ming then grabbed Mei Gui's beautiful buttocks and excitedly stirred her wonderful anus with his tongue as she wriggled, tasting the indescribable sweetness.

Mei Gui seemed to become more and more excited. The hand that was originally covering her vulva was now used as a masturbation tool to rub her own flesh.

This woman's buttocks are so beautiful.

Just looking at them is exciting!

He Ming's eyes were focused on Mei Gui's beautiful buttocks.

He Ming reached out and grabbed her fleshy mound. "Ah..."

Her buttocks trembled violently.

So He Ming moved his tongue around, enjoying the nameless fragrance of her beautiful anus and sipping the sweet nectar, while his hands followed the shape of her beautiful breasts and kneaded her lustful breasts with emotion.

He Ming, holding his penis, carefully aimed the glans at the small hole in the center of her anus, preparing to thrust in and penetrate.

However, his intentions were far from reality; upon his first thrust, the small hole instinctively contracted, completely sealing the entrance, leaving him with no way to proceed.

Although Mei Gui tried to relax and arch her back to meet his thrusts, the glans, like a headless fly, couldn't find its way, bumping and circling outside the hole.

Both men were completely inexperienced with this, trying every possible method to insert and remove it, but in the end, they couldn't even get the glans inside, let alone the entire penis.

Seeing that He Ming was at a loss, panting heavily, her anus wet on the outside but dry on the inside, He Ming tried several times but couldn't insert his penis, causing the beautiful woman some pain. Annoyed, she said, "Put some more saliva!"

Saying this, she smeared her own vaginal fluid onto her mons pubis, stretching her hand back as far as possible, a movement she could manage.

He Ming did as she said, spitting a lot of saliva into the deep cleft of her buttocks, then spreading it evenly onto her anus with his fingers, occasionally inserting his fingertips, hoping to get the fluid inside.

Now much more lubricated, He Ming grasped his large penis again and tried to insert it, but still no luck. His glans went in a little but couldn't go any deeper. Mei Gui cried out in unbearable pain.

He Ming, somewhat helpless, pulled out and gently patted her buttocks with his penis.

Mei Gui moaned and groaned in pleasure. Suddenly, an idea struck her. She told the man to go to the cosmetics counter and apply Vaseline to his penis, guessing that this would make insertion into her anus easier.

He Ming squeezed some Vaseline lotion into Mei Gui's cute little anus, spread it evenly around with his fingers, and then inserted his middle finger into the opening to test it. Sure enough, unlike before, it slid in easily. He inserted and removed it a few times, very smoothly. So he added another finger, and then inserted three fingers, until it was moving in and out freely.

Perhaps Mei Gui gradually got used to He Ming's fingers thrusting in and out of her anus, and was no longer tense, or perhaps her sphincter muscles, stretched and expanded, slowly relaxed, causing the originally narrow opening to widen enough to accommodate an erect penis.

Seeing that things were going smoothly, He Ming squeezed out some more Vaseline lotion and applied it to the glans, rubbed it a few times, then spread it evenly all over his penis before thrusting into the slightly open anus.

With the area thoroughly moistened, things went much more smoothly. He Ming prepared to force his penis into her anus, caressing the pink skin of her large, white buttocks, enjoying the unique fragrance and smoothness of a woman's body—a calm before the storm.

Mei Gui shifted her buttocks uncomfortably. Suddenly, He Ming's hard, hot penis pierced her delicate anus like an arrow, striking the center of her round, white buttocks.

This time it was indeed slippery; He Ming's glans slid completely into her pink anus with a soft "plop." With a "squeak," the thick penis was completely submerged, deeply buried within the hot, tender, and tight anus.

Mei Gui immediately let out a cry of "Oh!" Her legs went weak, and she was thrown to the bed, her limbs trembling uncontrollably.

Startled, He Ming stopped and asked with concern, "Does it hurt a lot?"

She paused for a moment before responding, "No, not too much, just a little sore. Honey, you can take care of it, I can manage."

He Ming felt relieved and, supporting her buttocks with both hands, began to slowly thrust his penis in and out of her anus.

Mei Gui wavered between pain and pleasure, letting out moans that sounded like both crying and joy.

He Ming, his lower body throbbing, no longer cared about the beauty's feelings, and forcefully thrust into her rear, each stroke reaching deep into Mei Gui's flesh, relentlessly piercing her anus. He Ming could no longer control his surging passion, pulling her voluptuous body backward until her entire body hung on his upper body. Holding her thighs with both hands, his thick penis pounded like a pile driver, thrusting heavily into the deepest part of her rectum, until her anus was red and swollen to its maximum capacity.

His large, fiery penis filled her small, fleshy hole completely, leaving not a single gap.

He Ming thrust his penis in and out of her tight anus repeatedly. "Mmm...mmm..."

the beautiful Mei Gui murmured unconsciously. He Ming

could clearly feel her rectum gripping his penis tightly; each thrust of his hot penis rubbed against the walls of her flesh, making the beauty moan "Mmm...Mmm..."

To him, it was such a beautiful melody; her anus was so long and tight.

He Ming looked down at his thick, dark penis moving in and out of her small, delicate anus between her round, white buttocks, while this noble, beautiful, dignified, and elegant woman could only endure it. It felt so good, the sensation was simply wonderful!

Her small, adorable anal muscles tightly gripped He Ming's thick penis, greedily drawing him deeper into her body.

Mei Gui's slightly painful cries turned into wanton moans, as if her body was immersed in the most pleasurable carnal world.

With each thrust into her anus, Mei Gui's body trembled, and she climaxed twice amidst her moans.

He Ming leaned forward, reaching down to grasp her two large breasts that swayed back and forth, kneading them vigorously, smearing the mixture of fluids on his hands onto them.

"Ah...husband, no...please spare me...uh...no...ah..."

The beautiful Mei Gui could no longer bear it and tried to crawl forward to escape He Ming's magic wand, but every time her knees moved even half an inch, the small man grabbed her hips and pulled her back, only further stimulating his lust.

After about half an hour, the noble and beautiful Mei Gui lay helplessly on the bed, her pink, round buttocks raised high, enduring wave after wave of assault with boneless suppleness.

He Ming's large penis thrust in and out with a thud, seeking ultimate pleasure in Mei Gui's anus. The beautiful woman's mouth was slightly open, her face full of coquettish charm, her delicate eyebrows revealing a hint of excitement amidst her sorrow, already in a semi-conscious state.

Mei Gui knelt on the bed, while He Ming knelt behind her buttocks, his hands tightly gripping her slender waist, thrusting vigorously. He Ming would probably never forget this lewd scene for the rest of his life.

Mei Gui's buttocks were ravaged by He Ming, bruised and red in patches, and the sweat seeping from her waist made He Ming's palms wet from the twisting, almost making it difficult to hold Mei Gui's smooth, round buttocks.

He Ming turned Mei Gui's delicate body over to face him, pulled her two long, beautiful legs over his shoulders, leaned down slightly, grasped her sexy feet, kissed her soft soles, and thrust his hips again, slowly pumping in and out amidst Mei Gui's giggles, continuing for ten minutes.

His penis, even with this gentle rhythm, frequently throbbed. Under Mei Gui's tender and affectionate teasing, He Ming ejaculated his cloudy semen into her rectum. This was their most peaceful lovemaking ever; not a single drop of sweat was shed, yet this emotionally charged intercourse left He Ming lingering in its afterglow.

At the final climax, he thrust his penis completely into Mei Gui's anus, and with a forceful thrust, her moans conveyed a mixture of pain and stimulating pleasure. He Ming couldn't control himself and ejaculated inside her. Because it was his first time, he was quite excited. He Ming slowly moved in and out a few times, especially when he was about to pull out to the anus, she cried out in pain. But He Ming felt that the most comfortable feeling was when her anus gripped his glans. He ejaculated all his semen, spreading it deep inside her anus. The two of them simultaneously let out a long sigh and went limp. He Ming felt his legs were weak and trembling slightly, but he didn't want to pull his penis out immediately. So he leaned forward, grasping one of her breasts in each hand and gently kneading them, letting the afterglow of the orgasm dissipate.

He Ming, at the peak of pleasure, rubbed his whole body, not intending to pull out his penis, but letting her anus suck in, tightly holding her body as they both fell onto the bed.

Together, they savored the unprecedented sensation. Mei Gui told He Ming it felt incredibly good; her anus alternated between tightness and relief, a mix of tingling and numbing sensations washing over her—a feeling indescribable, something only those who experienced it could truly understand.

He Ming, having prior sexual experience, didn't find it as special, only noting that it was a bit narrower and tighter, but the sense of possession and conquest was much stronger.

Of course, the muscles at the anus contracted tightly, gripping the base of his penis like a rubber band, making it incredibly hard. The tender skin on the glans was taut and the ridges bulged, far surpassing the natural friction of vaginal penetration, but lacking a certain gentle tenderness.

After lying there for more than ten minutes, gazing at her exquisite body, He Ming's virility returned, and he once again positioned the glans at Mei Gui's anus, inserting it shallowly with a soft "plop."

"Ah..."

Caught off guard, the intense stimulation and slight pain caused Mei Gui to gasp involuntarily, her upper body arching upwards, her breasts swaying.

The thick penis was incredibly tight.

The opening of her anus widened, but the sphincter still resisted the penis's intrusion.

He Ming thrust forward with force, gradually increasing the pressure.

"Oh... ooh..."

A painful yet pleasurable moan escaped Mei Gui's lips.

Despite the fierce resistance from her anus, He Ming's glans slowly slid in. "Hey!"

He Ming shouted, thrusting forcefully, the entire glans entering her anus. "Oh..."

Mei Gui cried out in pain.

Once the glans was inside, even the contraction of the sphincter couldn't push it back in.

Mei Gui's beautiful face was now contorted with pain. The previous ordeal had clearly injured her anus; she hadn't felt much during the intense pleasure, but now, starting again, it was clearly extremely painful. She felt as if she had been split in two, tears streaming down her face.

She cried out in a loud, seductive voice, "It hurts...it hurts...it hurts...it's going to split open! I'm going to die...ah...don't go in any further!...please pull it out!...I'm going to die! It hurts..."

While crying out, she desperately twisted her hips, trying to pull his penis out.

Little did she know that if He Ming forced it in, it would indeed be difficult to get in, but with her twisting, his penis swayed from side to side inside her large intestine, and a third of it was actually twisted in by herself. He

Ming's penis continued to push in.

Mei Gui gritted her teeth, her sweaty face contorted in pain.

His penis finally reached the base. "Finally all the way in,"

He Ming said with satisfaction.

This pure and beautiful woman's most shameful and filthy place was finally penetrated by He Ming. "Ugh...ugh..."

Mei Gui groaned, her anus and rectum feeling like they were about to burst—a truly terrifying sensation.

Conversely, for He Ming, it was a wonderful tightening sensation. "Ugh...I need to pee..."

He Ming was extremely aroused.

The base of the penis was gripped tightly by the sphincter muscles, while the deeper part was much looser.

This wasn't an empty space; the rectal mucosa moderately tightened around the penis.

The surface of the rectal mucosa was relatively hard, unlike the softness of the vaginal mucosa.

During the thrusting, a sensation like seeing stars filled his eyes, and He Ming began to thrust slowly. "Ah...ah..."

Mei Gui groaned in pain, her body leaning forward, her breasts deforming as they hit the bed.

He Ming's thrusting gradually became more intense. "Plop...plop..."

The sound of the penis rubbing against the rectal mucosa began to appear.

The intense pain contorted Mei Gui's face.

The penis moved firmly into the rectum.

The glans made a "plop, plop" sound as it entered the rectum.

The rectum burned with pain. "Ugh...ahhh..."

Mei Gui's breathing was intermittent, large beads of sweat dripping from her body. "Ah...ugh..."

Mei Gui groaned continuously.

It felt like a thick, red-hot iron rod was being inserted into her anus; it was extremely painful, as if fire was burning her anus.

He Ming gradually increased his strength.

She was in so much pain that she could only groan and moan, her elbows resting on the bed.

As his penis thrust harder, her anus gradually opened up, and it wasn't as difficult for He Ming as it had been at the beginning.

Now, He Ming could clearly feel her rectum tightly gripping his penis, his hot penis rubbing tightly against the walls of her vagina with each thrust. "Ugh...ugh..."

she groaned, her anus and rectum feeling like they were about to burst—a truly terrifying sensation

. Conversely, for He Ming, it was an incredibly pleasurable tightening sensation.

Her anus was so long and tight! He Ming took a breath, placed his hands on her snow-white buttocks, and slowly began to thrust in and out of her anus.

Later, he used his usual anal position, the horse-riding position.

He Ming grabbed her long hair with his left hand, pulled her face up, and fucked this beauty from behind with a thrusting motion, like riding a horse.

Seeing He Ming's penis moving in and out of her anus, her left hand pulling back and forth as if grasping a rein, He Ming occasionally reached out with his right hand to stroke and knead her firm breasts.

She could only endure it desperately; it felt so good, the sensation was simply wonderful! Riding on this beautiful "horse," her desire to conquer was fully satisfied! He Ming thrust his penis in and out of her anus repeatedly, making it move in and out frequently.

After He Ming's intense piston-like movements, her anus was filled with a lot of air, so occasionally the air would be released with a "plop plop plop" sound, like farting.

Finally, He Ming, holding his penis, fucked her anus in a doggy-style position, forcing her to crawl forward as he fucked her. She groaned loudly: "...Ah ah...Ah ah...Ah ah...Husband, my ass is about to split...It hurts so much...I can't do it anymore...Ah ah...Ah ah...Ah...Please spare Xiaomei...Ah..."

He Ming's penis became more and more excited as he fucked her, thrusting forcefully.

There was no skill involved; his big penis was like a pile driver, tirelessly and rapidly repeating the same thrusting motion.

He Ming held her buttocks, thrusting relentlessly into her anus, each stroke reaching its deepest point, his right hand constantly kneading her large buttocks. "Ah...ah..."

she moaned comfortably, her body swaying forward, her breasts heaving violently.

"Ah..."

she drifted into unconsciousness.

With increased friction, his glans was intensely stimulated.

He Ming thrust harder with all his might, and the excruciating pain jolted her awake. "Ah...ah...ah...please, have mercy on me...ah..."

she pleaded helplessly.

He Ming's penis continued its piston-like motion.

Aside from moaning and pleading, she buried her head between her elbows, lifeless as he thrust.

He Ming's penis repeatedly pumped in and out of her tight, narrow, and burning anus.

This time, he was really going to cum again! He Ming instinctively pulled her long hair back tightly, his penis deeply inserted into her anus. His glans contracted and expanded, and his urethral opening immediately ejaculated a large amount of hot semen into her rectum, "plop plop plop," shooting it all into her anus. "Ah..."

Mei Gui let out a faint scream.

But He Ming continued his piston-like movements.

Soon, he began a violent thrusting.

Perhaps because he had already ejaculated, this time He Ming went on for almost a full spree, his hair soaked with sweat.

With waves of tingling sensations emanating from his tailbone, He Ming increased the speed of his thrusts, faster and faster.

Mei Gui screamed, her beautiful hair flying wildly, her breasts swaying and colliding like two flowers blooming in a storm.

Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, which were already soaked with her fluids and sweat, like sailing on a vast ocean, but the waves crashing against her, making her sway from side to side, each wave higher than the last. Her moans, "Oh...oh...oh...oh..." mingled with the rhythm of her thrusts

, and to He Ming, they sounded like triumphant horns, praising the warriors for breaching one stubborn fortress after another. Immersed in a sea of pleasure, they rose and fell with the waves, their bodies swaying, letting the tide carry them to the ends of the earth, far from the mundane world, living in their own private Eden.

How strange, a simple, repetitive action could bring such immense joy, making one forget worries and pursue it with all one's might.

Now, they were reaching their climax, a powerful, unstoppable thrust pushing them both to the peak of their orgasms.

Mei Gui's entire rectum was filled with that thick, long penis, leaving no gaps. The thrusting motion caused her rectum to expand and contract, a sensation she had never experienced before, both novel and exhilarating. Especially when the penis fully thrust in, the glans slamming against her pylorus, a wave of numbness, tingling, and softness washed over her, her body trembling with indescribable pleasure, her soul soaring to the heavens.

The spasms caused her anus to open and close incessantly, the sphincter muscles tightening and relaxing around the penis, sucking and releasing like a carp's mouth. This chain reaction naturally intensified He Ming's thrusting, making him more vigorous and giving Mei Gui even greater stimulation, making her more wanton and giving He Ming boundless pleasure in return.

He Ming's lower abdomen and Mei Gui's upturned buttocks collided repeatedly, producing a rhythmic "slap, slap" sound, like the inspiring war drums on a battlefield, encouraging warriors to charge forward without fear.

Mei Gui was like a pleading puppy: her limbs trembled, she whimpered and howled, and kept wiggling her buttocks; He Ming was more like a warrior attacking a castle, using all his strength to charge and crash, exhausted but determined to squeeze into the city and launch the victory fireworks into space.

Suddenly, an unexpected climax descended again, as if an electric current had suddenly been connected between the two, causing their bodies to tremble uncontrollably.

He Ming was panting heavily, his ten fingers digging deep into Mei Gui's soft buttocks, grabbing her plump buttocks and pushing and pulling them rapidly towards his lower abdomen. In a series of spasms, "Ugh..."

He Ming's face was filled with pleasure.

Hot semen shot out like an arrow, shooting at high speed towards the end of her rectum.

The rectum embraced the penis's rhythmic thrusts within Mei Gui's body. Simultaneously, "Oh..."

The moment the semen struck the intestinal wall like bullets, Mei Gui felt something explode in her brain. Her body went limp like a lump of mud, collapsing onto the bed, and she lost consciousness.

Amidst the soft moans, Mei Gui's snow-white, plump buttocks became He Ming's favorite.

Mei Gui's buttocks writhed, occasionally turning her head to glance at He Ming. His expression told her how excited he was.

Mei Gui's buttocks remained raised, receiving wave after wave of He Ming's semen, allowing the large glans, pressed tightly against her anus, to pump the semen deep into her body.

Waves of impact brought waves of pleasure; the two were like angels soaring in the clouds, lightly intoxicated in a state of oblivion.

The surging waves of climax slowly receded, the pleasure gradually fading. He Ming's desire, extinguished in the passionate intercourse, left only a weary body leaning against Mei Gui's back, her hands tightly gripping her breasts, their chests and backs pressed together, becoming one.

She felt completely enveloped by He Ming's warm, firm muscles, his still-erect penis inserted into her anus, her rectum still full and throbbing. She felt incredibly comfortable and blissful, wishing this could last forever, forever immersed in this romantic and warm atmosphere.

Encouraged, Mei Gui endured the soreness in her rectum, tightening her anus until He Ming ejaculated into her intestines.

He Ming felt his penis gradually soften and shrink, then withdrew it from Mei Gui's anus, immediately releasing white semen.

He Ming carefully examined his spoils. His glans slid out, revealing a plump, trembling buttocks. The beauty's anus was red and swollen from being penetrated, the rectal wall as red as blood. The once tightly closed anus could no longer close, thankfully not torn. The swollen anus was also temporarily unable to close, opening into a black hole the size of a ballpoint pen, from which a trickle of milky white fluid slowly flowed... What a beautiful sight!

Chapter 105 Change of Weather

With the matter at his girlfriend's house settled, He Ming's attention naturally returned to the beautiful Liu.

"I never let that bald guy succeed, my purpose was to use this to lure him into divorcing his wife!"

Wu Ying explained to He Ming on the phone. It turned out that she had always kept her distance from that man surnamed Zheng, and was unwilling to fully give her body during sex, using this as leverage. Once the bald man divorced his wife, her body would be completely unguarded!

This move was truly a death knell for Zheng Wei. Although he had a beautiful wife at home, even the most beautiful woman could become tiresome. Conversely, even if other women were less attractive, they were still novel to him. Besides, Wu Ying's qualities were in no way inferior to Liu Qinyue's.

Driven by a subconscious desire for what he couldn't have, Zheng Wei became increasingly infatuated with Wu Ying, to the point of neglecting his meals and sleep.

However, the woman was not easy to deal with; she wouldn't let him completely possess her, on the condition that he divorce his wife immediately.

Zheng Wei was at a loss. To be honest, subconsciously, he wanted to divorce his wife now and marry that beauty, but the problem was that as a public figure, his previous abandonment of his wife and children had severely damaged his reputation and even affected the company's profits. If he were to abandon his new bride so quickly, the consequences would be dire.

Zheng Wei racked his brains, trying to find a solution that would satisfy both sides, but he couldn't come up with anything.

Compared to Chairman Zheng's recent gloom, He Ming was much more carefree, because "the world had changed." On Monday at school, he heard everyone talking about the same thing: "Mayor Lü Zhenbing, gangsters, illegal trading, corruption."

He Ming didn't know if it was his indifferent adoptive father who was behind it, or if the Chong Gang had struck first, but that wasn't his concern. What he really cared about was the mayor's son, who disliked him so much. He wondered how he would fall from grace after losing his protector, and whether he would still dare to be so arrogant!

Of course, He Ming knew now wasn't the time to act; he needed to see the outcome first before making his move.

No one in this world can have a smooth life forever. Just the next evening, Chen Yanjun stormed home, muttering to himself, seemingly lost in thought.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Jingmei couldn't help but ask. She leaned casually against the sofa, a thin veil covering her mature, delicate body, revealing layers of curves, a sensual yet serene beauty that perfectly showcased the temperament of a young woman.

"That Director Wang actually said he can no longer hide that negative video and will have no choice but to broadcast it!"

Chen Junyan said coldly.

He Ming was immediately shocked. Could it be that Wang Yuxin's family was truly doomed?

"Didn't he agree so readily? Why did he suddenly go back on his word?"

Xia Jingmei straightened up, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she asked.

"He said the reporter who provided the video has connections to the underworld and even threatened to harm his family if he didn't release it!"

Chen Junyan plopped down on the sofa, his tone somewhat helpless.

"What? There's someone so powerful!"

Xia Jingmei's mouth dropped open in surprise.

He Ming's mind reflexively conjured up the face of that powerful female reporter. Indeed, judging from that demeanor, it would be self-deception to say she had no connection to the underworld!

"What should we do then?"

Xia Jingmei, knowing the seriousness of the situation, couldn't help but ask.

Chen Junyan didn't answer, rubbing his chin with a headache, seemingly pondering a solution. He unconsciously replied, "I've already told him he has to persevere no matter what, or he'll be fired. But between his family's safety and his career, who knows which he'll choose!"

"How about this, just fire that reporter!"

Xia Jingmei's eyes lit up.

"Do you think that'll work? Putting aside the possibility of retaliation, who knows if she has a backup of the video? Even if she's not a reporter, if she provides it to other TV stations or newspapers, the result will be the same!"

Chen Junyan countered, then analyzed, "In this situation, anyone in the station director's position would be threatened, so the fundamental problem is still dealing with that reporter!"

"Then have someone invite her to dinner, make contact, and ask her what conditions she needs!"

Xia Jingmei said after a moment's thought.

"That's the only way for now. I'll have the propaganda department handle it tomorrow!"

Chen Junyan said, stretching wearily.

He Ming knew something was amiss. Judging from the woman's behavior that day, she was like an ancient democrat, fearless in the face of justice. Would such a person waver for money? Besides, she didn't seem like someone who needed money.

"Did you tell Chen Xuan's mother about this?"

Xia Jingmei asked quietly after a moment of silence.

Chen Junyan was taken aback, then shook his head.

"I think you should inform her. As the director of the Jiangzhou Municipal Health Bureau, she'll be the one most disadvantaged if this news gets out!"

Xia Jingmei's tone was calm, without any unusual expression.

He Ming was startled, vaguely remembering something. After a moment, he realized that when Liu Qinyue got married in the church that day, wasn't it the man surnamed Zheng who addressed the mature, peach-like beauty as "Director"? Because his mind wasn't on that at the time, he hadn't thought much of it and quickly forgot about it.

"I never imagined this beautiful mature woman held such a high position as a bureau chief in the government. Chen Xuan is truly remarkable; both her parents are high-ranking officials!"

He Ming couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and was also moved by his beautiful adoptive mother's magnanimity!

"Hmm!"

Chen Junyan nodded, did a little something, and went upstairs.

The next day, He Ming went to school as usual. He decided to wait for news about the indifferent emperor. If he really couldn't do anything to that woman, he would personally contact her. Everyone has weaknesses; he didn't believe he couldn't handle her!

"Brother Ming, I'm sorry, I'm afraid my family won't be able to repay you that money in the short term!"

At noon after school, Wang Yuxin said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, her small hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

He Ming was stunned, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by his uneasy girlfriend!

“Tell your aunt and uncle that my dad planned to sell the factory to pay back the money, but recently so many people have come to our door demanding repayment, and my family really can’t afford it!”

Wang Yuxin said, her voice breaking with sobs. She probably still thought that He Ming had asked his adoptive parents for the money. And indeed, no one in their right mind would believe that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old could come up with so much money.

“It’s okay, I said I don’t care whether the money is returned or not. It’s my money, and I decide what to do!”

He Ming gently hugged his girlfriend, sighing. It was pitiful that the children were bearing such a heavy burden over adult matters.

“Really?”

Wang Yuxin asked, somewhat disbelieving.

“Why would I lie to you? If it were theirs, why would they give it to me so easily, without even asking your family for an IOU? Besides, I wouldn’t dare to make decisions for them!”

He Ming wiped away his girlfriend’s tears, gently comforting her with a smile.

Wang Yuxin immediately stopped crying and smiled, a happy expression spreading across her face.

On the third day, Chen Junyan's men brought back news that the female reporter was unyielding and only had one goal: to force Jiangzhou TV to broadcast the video!

PS: These two chapters were a bit difficult to write and are a little short, please forgive me!

Chapter 106 Stalking, Encountering the Beautiful Reporter Again

Chen Junyan was naturally furious about this, so he sent people to inquire about the female reporter's identity, probably trying to find a way to retaliate.

He Ming had anticipated this outcome, but he was unsure how the indifferent emperor would handle it. He was self-aware enough to know that it was better for a student like himself, with no real influence, to haphazardly try and make things worse than to wait and see.

The results of his inquiries left Chen Junyan utterly exasperated. The female reporter was a native of the provincial capital, from a wealthy family with a provincial-level patron—a truly prestigious and influential clan.

Mayor Chen decisively chose to back down. A temporary reprimand for the food safety issue could be remedied, but offending those in power would essentially ruin his future career. Anyone with eyes could understand the difference.

Of course, while choosing to protect himself, he didn't simply sit idly by. He instructed the unfortunate station director to find a way to appease the reporter while simultaneously assigning people to protect her wife, children, and parents 24/7. He racked his brains, employing delaying tactics to stall until he could finally assume the mayor's position. Once his goal was achieved, the worst that could happen was a reprimand.

As for whether the beautiful reporter might act impulsively and provide that information to a TV station in another city, that was neither something he could predict nor control. He could only silently pray for the best.

In fact, the person most directly involved in this matter was the director of the Jiangzhou City Health Bureau, the ex-wife of the indifferent emperor. He certainly understood this, but he was already in a difficult situation himself, so why would he willingly wade into troubled waters? It was obvious that he wasn't the kind of person to act on emotion. Besides, how deep were their feelings for each other now that they were divorced? Who knew!

The above information was what He Ming gleaned from his adoptive parents' conversation. His heart sank, but a sliver of hope remained. He seized the opportunity to ask his beautiful adoptive mother, "Aunt Xia, does Secretary Su know? Perhaps he can help. After all, as the top official in Jiangzhou, he bears some responsibility if the higher-ups investigate!"

"You're just a child!"

Xia Jingmei smiled gently. "The Party Secretary is practically family with 'the higher-ups.' Unless he commits a serious offense that can't be hidden, someone below will always take the blame! So there's no need to worry about such things. Besides, as long as things don't escalate too much, in Jiangzhou, he's the 'higher-ups' you're talking about!"

He Ming, unfamiliar with the unspoken rules of officialdom, couldn't grasp his adoptive mother's deeper meaning. He simply assumed Secretary Su had a good relationship with the higher-ups and didn't think much of it.

Now, with no hope remaining, He Ming knew he had to take matters into his own hands. The indifferent emperor clearly had no way to cure him. Even if his current methods worked, they wouldn't last long, and Wang Yuxin's family would suffer the same fate.

He Ming planned to meet the female reporter himself. The indifferent emperor might be afraid, but he wasn't; after all, he didn't hold a government position.

As for how to deal with her, He Ming didn't have a good plan. He could only try to make contact first, and if necessary, find an opportunity to take "nude photos" of her. Although the method was old-fashioned, as the saying goes, old tricks don't matter, as long as you don't resist them.

A woman wouldn't be as indifferent to her chastity as that kid Duan Feng, unless she was incredibly unlucky—she was probably an actress in adult films!

"Ling Zhi!"

That was the beautiful reporter's name. He Ming naturally learned it from his indifferent adoptive father. At that moment, the phrase "skin like jade" involuntarily popped into his mind. Remembering the "ice cream" he'd accidentally seen that day, he secretly chuckled to himself; the name certainly suited her.

Knowing her name and workplace, finding her wouldn't be difficult, but He Ming was in class and didn't have much time to use it. So, he decided to have someone investigate first.

After much deliberation, only his own bodyguard seemed suitable. Since he was at school and didn't need protection anyway, and had nothing else to do,

He Ming dialed Fu Feng's number, asking him to go to Jiangzhou TV station to find the beautiful reporter and then tell him her whereabouts.

After school that afternoon, he took a taxi to the Jiangzhou TV station's office building. Guided by Fu Feng, he easily found the beautiful reporter.

She was sitting in a spacious office on the second floor, staring at her computer. Like many of her colleagues, she had no other distinguishing features besides her striking appearance. No one would suspect that such a beauty would be connected to the underworld.

She wore a pristine white women's blouse, her breasts bulging with an astonishing curve. Due to the weather, a few buttons were undone, revealing a patch of white skin. Even from a considerable distance, He Ming could clearly see her white breasts and the deep cleavage. He couldn't understand how the men around him could remain quiet and work in such a seductive setting.

As for her lower body, He Ming couldn't see what she was wearing!

Recalling the steamy scene from that day, He Ming's mind raced with fantasies. He wondered if the beautiful reporter was wearing underwear today!

This also quickly reminded him of his own pathetic and disheveled state back then, filling him with rage. He secretly vowed that if he had the chance, he would definitely take revenge, making her grovel before him and sing "Conquer!"

Knowing that an open approach wouldn't work, He Ming dared not approach her directly. Besides, this was a public place, and constantly loitering and peeking around might lead to misunderstandings. So he retreated to a corner of the stairs to secretly monitor her.

Meanwhile, He Ming had already dismissed Fu Feng—not to let him go home and rest, but to follow and protect him from a distance.

About half an hour later, it seemed the TV station was closing time, and many people began to leave. As He Ming grew impatient, he finally saw the beautiful reporter emerge and followed her from a distance.

Today, she was wearing a pencil skirt, the close-fitting fabric highlighting her round, pert breasts. Her buttocks were perfectly accentuated, shaped like a ripe peach, tempting one to touch them. Her long, jade-like legs, though unadorned, were dazzlingly beautiful, with flawless skin, as her name suggested, "like solidified cream." She wore white high-heeled sandals, which made her legs appear even straighter and more powerful, making her already tall figure appear even more alluring.

He Ming dared not get too close, always keeping a distance equivalent to a flight of stairs, his eyes fixed on the beautiful reporter's back. Finally, his gaze narrowed rapidly, settling on her plump, peach-shaped buttocks that swayed from side to side with her movements. His anger seemed to instantly transform into lust, and he felt a rapid reaction in his lower body. Fortunately, his underwear was tight enough, otherwise he would have certainly made a fool of himself.

He Ming followed the beautiful reporter downstairs and saw her walk towards a parking shed made of corrugated iron sheets. A sudden realization struck him; how could he possibly follow her with only two feet? A flash of inspiration struck him, and he quickly ran to the side of the street, hailed a taxi, and glanced at the woman a few times along the way, noticing she got into a red convertible sports car.

He Ming told the taxi driver to wait a moment, and a few minutes later, the sports car emerged. He immediately told the driver to follow.

The taxi driver was undoubtedly puzzled, but he knew he had to pretend not to hear or see certain things, and didn't ask anything he shouldn't.

So he started the car and followed. It was rush hour, and the streets were crowded, but fortunately, the reporter's car was dazzling, luxurious, and its color striking, so they didn't lose track of it.

They chased for about half an hour, almost to the edge of the city, before finally seeing the sports car enter through an iron gate, leading to a large detached villa!

He Ming asked the driver to stop the car, paid the fare, and stood in front of the door looking inside.

He saw the two sports cars enter the basement on the lower left side of the villa, and a moment later, he saw the beautiful reporter gracefully walk out. It must have been the underground parking lot.

He Ming waited for about ten minutes, his heart filled with hesitation. He didn't know whether to stay or leave. If he stayed, he worried that the beautiful reporter wouldn't come out that night. Could he really wait until tomorrow? But if he left, he was afraid of missing an opportunity!

After thinking for a while, He Ming decided to stay. He didn't know how long Wang Yuxin's father's food factory problem could be concealed. He had to seize every opportunity, otherwise, it would be too late to regret it when things came to light.

Having made up his mind, He Ming waited quietly, remembering to call home halfway through. About an hour later, he finally saw the beautiful reporter come out again.

Chapter 107 Tail-up, Spring Scenery is Infinitely Beautiful.

The beautiful reporter had changed her outfit. Her jet-black hair was slightly curled, naturally cascading over her fragrant shoulders. A sparkling, tight-fitting dress clung tightly to her voluptuous figure. The ultra-low V-neck

, as always, revealed a large expanse of snow-white, tender skin. Her two jade-like breasts were partially exposed, plump and white, pressing together to form a deep cleavage, alluring beyond measure. Compared to her exaggeratedly curvaceous breasts, her waist seemed fragile, as if it could bend in the wind, making one wonder if it could support the breathtaking "waves" above.

The skirt was unusually short, even shorter than her previous suit dress. Under the clinging fabric, her round, plump buttocks were fully revealed, stretching out tautly like a huge peach, ready to burst forth!

Her legs, as always, were unadorned, straight and firm, with such smooth and perfect curves. Her smooth skin seemed to reflect light, dazzlingly beautiful!

Below, on her jade-like feet, were a pair of silver high-heeled sandals, cool and figure-hugging, a must-have for women in summer.

The beautiful reporter gracefully stepped out of the villa's gate and walked towards the basement. With a slight sway of her waist, her pert buttocks swayed from side to side, and the crisp sound of her high-heeled sandals on the ground carried far. Her tall, slender figure moved gracefully, exuding a captivating charm!

He Ming was startled. He knew the beautiful reporter was going to get her car, so he hurriedly ran to the side of the main road, looked around, and hailed a taxi. As soon as he got in, he saw the dazzling sports car drive out

. Because he was so close, He Ming clearly saw the beautiful woman glance in his direction, a fleeting hint of doubt flashing across her exquisite face, but she didn't make any further moves, driving straight towards the main road.

He Ming was startled and quickly told the driver to follow.

The dazzling sports car drove along the street for a few minutes before re-entering the bustling area. Although there were many vehicles on the road, the taxi driver kept up easily, simply because the sports car was so conspicuous. It proved that having a car that was too luxurious wasn't a good thing; it was impossible to shake off someone who was following you. After

about ten more minutes of tailing, the sports car gradually drove into a side street, and the taxi followed.

A few minutes later, the conspicuous sports car stopped in a spacious parking lot, and the beautiful reporter stepped out, extending her equally dazzling high-heeled legs, attracting frequent glances from two passersby.

He Ming quickly told the driver to stop, because he didn't know if the woman would leave again, so he simply tossed the taxi driver four hundred yuan, telling him to wait where he was. Just as

He Ming was about to get out of the car, he saw the beautiful reporter carrying a small bag walking towards him, so he quickly lowered his body and waited until she passed before following her.

The beautiful reporter walked to the roadside and headed towards a park not far away. Although it was only a little past seven o'clock, the summer sky was gradually darkening. Fortunately, the streetlights were already on, so he didn't lose her.

He Ming followed the reporter into the park and found it bustling with people.

The reporter sat down on a park bench, causing her already short skirt to ride up significantly, clearly revealing the top of her black fishnet stockings. The delicate lace trim, subtly adorned with reflective details, shimmered like stars, and combined with the snow-white skin peeking through the mesh, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her shapely buttocks, pressed against the floor as she sat, took up even more of the skirt, making it appear at first glance as if she were wearing only a black, sparkly t-shirt and stockings.

She took out her phone from her small bag, her legs clad in stockings, one foot dangling in the air from her high-heeled sandal, swaying gently. Her elegant yet alluring movements were irresistible to the men passing by. Their fiery gazes lingered on her alluring body, as if trying to see through the fabric.

He Ming didn't know what the beautiful reporter was up to, but he was certain that his presence would attract her attention. So he didn't dare wander off, quietly waiting for his chance. In fact, he hadn't expected anything quick; he was prepared for a long wait.

After about half an hour, the beautiful reporter put away her phone, stood up, and a subtle, enigmatic satisfaction appeared on her pretty face. She glanced around, picked up her small bag, and walked out of the park.

Although He Ming didn't want to be recognized, there were quite a few people on the street, so to avoid losing her, he boldly lingered about ten meters away.

The beautiful reporter walked several dozen meters down the street before going onto a pedestrian bridge. He Ming followed closely behind, his gaze fixed on her alluring figure. As

the bridge rounded a corner, the reporter walked onto the top, and He Ming's gaze gradually shifted upwards, until the view beneath her short skirt began to appear in his eyes.

"Damn, this woman is really bold, not wearing underwear!"

He Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself when he saw the patch of white skin between her jade-like legs. However, due to the poor lighting, he couldn't clearly see the beautiful area that men strive for their entire lives; he could only make out a blurry, dark "mark."

Of course, He Ming wasn't the only lecherous man; he clearly saw a guy next to him also looking up, almost drooling.

The beautiful reporter crossed the bridge, then went into a supermarket and went up to the second floor. He Ming naturally followed.

He Ming peeked out from the stairwell and saw the beautiful reporter enter a shop on the left. He quickly followed, and upon closer inspection, he was nearly shocked to find it was a sex shop.

Using the wall as cover, He Ming peered through the glass window. Frankly, standing outside such a shop, looking in with customers constantly passing by, was incredibly awkward, especially since he was a minor. He couldn't be too blatant, so he leaned against the opposite wall, pretending to wait for someone, while occasionally glancing inside.

Even so, the uncles, aunts, sisters, and young women passing by couldn't help but glance at him, then look back at the shop across the street. When they looked back, their expressions were different—a mixture of disdain and desolation!

The beautiful reporter went inside and started talking to the female shop assistant. The two occasionally covered their mouths and giggled, probably having found someone with similar interests.

About ten minutes later, the female shop assistant returned with a gadget and handed it to the beautiful reporter. He Ming's heart pounded when he saw it clearly—it was a red vibrating egg.

The reporter played with it for a few moments, then turned it on and touched it with her delicate fingers, presumably to test its strength. What happened next left everyone speechless.

She pulled her already low-cut neckline down quite a bit, then slipped her hand, still holding the vibrating egg, inside. She shuddered slightly, her mouth opening as if to scream, but thankfully her free hand reacted quickly, covering it to prevent any embarrassing embarrassment.

He Ming was stunned. From his perspective, the beautiful reporter was turned to the side, her neckline pulled down so low that most of her breasts were exposed. Two snow-white hemispheres, full and curvaceous, were incredibly alluring.

Moreover, because the close-fitting fabric had been pulled slightly, the gap between her breasts was quite large, revealing more of one breast. The breasts were completely exposed, and the bright red flower at the tip was clearly visible, incredibly striking even from a considerable distance!

The beautiful reporter withdrew her hand and exchanged a few more words with the shop assistant. Her next action left He Ming speechless. She slightly pulled up her ultra-short, tight skirt, then stretched her testicles between her legs.

Her skirt was already very short, and although the pull wasn't large, it was enough to reveal a small portion of her round, plump buttocks. The thick, fleshy flesh, like solidified cream, with exaggerated curves, half-concealed and half-revealed, was simply breathtaking!

He Ming had no doubt that if the beautiful reporter were facing him, she could definitely catch a glimpse of the private area between her legs.

The reporter was prepared; she had already gritted her teeth, and upon touching it, a look of utter dread appeared on her face. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her slender legs seemed unable to support her upper body, swaying precariously and almost collapsing. Although she managed to hold on, she still had to take a couple of steps.

During this time, He Ming caught a glimpse of the scenery between the reporter's legs. Because they were less than ten meters apart, and the shop's lighting was strong, he could see it fairly clearly.

Under the slightly lifted skirt was a small, white mound, bisected by a light pink slit. From the front, it formed two beautiful downward-curving arcs between her legs, plump and quite adorable—this was the so-called "labia." At the upper part, a slightly darker, raised area was faintly visible, like the finishing touch—this was the so-called "clitoris."

With each slight step she took with her two jade-like legs, her two plump labia were pulled together, shifting and changing shape, the pink slit sometimes widening, sometimes narrowing, seemingly beckoning for something to fill it, making one's lower body throb with desire!

Chapter 108 Stalking, Go and Have Her

Of course, throughout the process, a few people passed by the shop, and because of He Ming's presence, they couldn't help but glance at the sex shop. The women always showed disdainful smiles, while the men, on the contrary, stared wide-eyed, almost forgetting to walk.

He Ming didn't expect this woman to be so bold. Was she shameless, or did she have an "exhibitionist" fetish? If the former reached a certain level, taking nude photos probably wouldn't be very effective. But it was just a guess. If there was a chance, he would have to try it.

In these few minutes, the beautiful reporter and the female shop assistant inside also looked out, but they didn't notice He Ming, who was almost completely covered.

He Ming was observing when he saw the beautiful reporter take out money from her small bag to pay. Startled, he quickly ran to a corner. He didn't run towards the stairwell because there was no space to hide. If he tried to observe, he might be discovered; if he didn't, he was afraid she would continue shopping and he would lose her.

Sure enough, just as he hid, the beautiful reporter came out. She didn't continue shopping and walked straight towards the park.

He Ming slipped out and followed closely.

The beautiful reporter left the mall, then walked back, crossed the overpass, walked a distance along the street, and re-entered the park.

He Ming couldn't help but wonder, what was this woman up to?

This time, the beautiful reporter walked further in. Behind a grove of weeping willows was a large pond. Summer lotus flowers were blooming exceptionally beautifully, and the water rippled gently. There were stone railings around it, and behind them was a smooth tiled walkway. In the evening, when people relaxed after a long day of work, there was a constant stream of visitors.

The beautiful reporter walked halfway around the pond, reaching the innermost part where the number of tourists gradually decreased. She climbed the stone steps by the roadside, where there was a clump of lush bamboo. In front of her was a leveled area with a bench, illuminated by nearby lights.

She slowly sat down on the bench, gently crossing her legs again, and took out her phone, fiddling with it. Occasionally, she would raise her head and glance around impatiently.

He Ming dared not alert her, carefully observing his surroundings. He noticed a low, lush banyan tree not far to the right of the leveled area, so he cautiously approached and hid behind the tree, concealing himself and occasionally peeking out.

Time slowly passed, and it was almost nine o'clock. He Ming was becoming impatient, but he didn't want to give up. He needed to quickly familiarize himself with this woman's routine and find her weakness to force her to submit. Of course, taking nude photos would be the most direct method, but the current situation clearly didn't allow him to do so.

Another half hour passed, and the number of tourists below dwindled. The beautiful reporter remained seated, but she was no longer as composed as before. She would occasionally reach out and gently stroke her jade-like legs, encased in fishnet stockings, with a perplexing, almost infatuated expression—it looked like she was caressing herself.

As time went on, her hands became increasingly "unruly," even touching her firm, pert breasts. Perhaps due to the presence of tourists below, she was somewhat hesitant, always retreating after a brief touch, but this was certainly bold.

Although it was indeed a visual feast, He Ming grew increasingly puzzled. He couldn't understand the beautiful reporter; such behavior was beyond the comprehension of an ordinary person. Was she really ill? But judging from their encounter that day, she didn't seem to be sick! Unable to figure it out, He Ming

didn't want to think about it anymore. He now had a glimmer of hope: if the beautiful reporter became "unable to resist" her touch, perhaps she would undress and give him the opportunity!

Thinking about this, He Ming became even more "sexually aroused," his eyes wide open. Of course, he didn't forget to glance around every now and then; it would be truly embarrassing if he were discovered spying in public!

The beautiful reporter's movements became increasingly casual. As the tourists below gradually disappeared, her jade-like hands almost completely stopped on her body. Finally, she simply took off her high-heeled sandals, gently lifted her skirt, and inserted her jade fingers into the top of her fishnet stockings, gently pulling them down. Her movements were elegant and alluring, making He Ming's eyes widen!

As the two black fishnet stockings left her body, her stunningly beautiful legs were exposed again. Like a mother, her pretty face showed a look of doting affection as she gently stroked, caressed, and moved her legs up and down with her jade hands. After

stroking and caressing for a while, she made an even more astonishing move, slightly raising her buttocks, grabbing the hem of her tight skirt with her jade fingers, and pulling it upwards.

As the ultra-short skirt gradually lifted, her porcelain-white buttocks, slender waist, and full breasts were gradually revealed.

The beautiful reporter pulled her tight skirt all the way up to her breasts, and from the side, her perfect S-shape was breathtaking. Her two full breasts trembled slightly, yet did not sag at all, with two bright red nipples slightly upturned and clearly visible. Her slender waist tightened rapidly below, rounded yet slender, and could be easily grasped, with a smooth curve like a snake's body. At the very bottom, it bulged again, forming an extremely exaggerated semicircle, which was her round and full buttocks. The porcelain-white surface seemed to reflect light, and it was simply the best of the best when it came to plump buttocks!

Looking at the almost naked beautiful reporter, He Ming almost forgot to breathe. His eyes widened, and he almost drooled. However, he was still shocked by her boldness. He cautiously looked around, afraid that someone would approach, like a lookout.

The beautiful reporter aimlessly caressed her breasts with her delicate hands, causing them to tremble and create a series of spectacular waves!

Next, she grasped one of her full breasts with each hand and gently kneaded it, her small mouth slightly open and her beautiful eyes half-closed, seemingly savoring the pleasure of masturbation!

Two full, jade-like breasts constantly changed shape, but because they were so full, they remained tightly held in place by the rolled-up skirt. Her small hands couldn't grasp much of them, only able to wander around and knead them. This visual contrast only fueled his lust.

If it weren't for the fact that it was a public place, He Ming would have wanted to rush over and rape that slut. To dare to be so exposed in such a setting was truly the height of openness!

The beautiful reporter simultaneously extended her jade-like fingers, pinching the two nipples at the tips of her breasts, gently rubbing and kneading them. Occasionally, she would pull them outwards and then release them. The two full breasts, due to their elasticity, quickly rebounded, the plump flesh creating astonishing waves. This scene, which only appeared in European and American pornographic films, caused He Ming's penis to instantly become engorged, bulging in his pants and forming a large tent.

Gradually, the beautiful reporter's small hand began to slide down, stroking her flat stomach and reaching between her legs. Her entire body trembled slightly. Her face was bare, her mouth wide open, like a fish suffocating from lack of oxygen. No one would doubt that, if it weren't for the inappropriate location, she would have already moaned.

After a while, the beautiful reporter took out a vibrator she had just bought from a sex shop from a small bag, turned it on, and gently touched one of her engorged nipples.

"Ugh..."

He Ming clearly heard the beautiful reporter's suppressed moan. As the vibrator touched her pink nipple, her body trembled violently, then stiffened and slumped softly against the chair.

After a moment, she seemed to have gotten used to the ecstatic feeling, and then gently touched the vibrator on her nipple again, but still bit her cherry lips tightly with her teeth to avoid moaning.

After manipulating the vibrating egg back and forth across her breasts several times, the beautiful reporter, somewhat unsatisfied, began to move downwards.

"Ah..."

The hand holding the vibrating egg gradually slipped between her legs. Suddenly, the beautiful reporter trembled violently, her reaction more intense than ever before. She could no longer suppress a seductive moan, but she reacted quickly, her hand instantly covering her lips.

The beautiful reporter seemed still somewhat timid, perhaps afraid her voice would disturb others, so she slightly straightened up, looking around.

He Ming was startled and quickly withdrew his body. A moment later, when he leaned forward again, he found the beautiful reporter beginning to caress herself again.

One hand tightly covered her mouth, while the other, holding the vibrating egg, probed beneath her flat stomach. Her body trembled slightly, her legs opening and closing, a mixture of resistance and attraction, her expression utterly alluring.

Suddenly, the female reporter abruptly stopped, straightened up, and reached out her delicate hand to pull down her skirt, covering most of her body once again.

He Ming, puzzled, looked around. It turned out that several tourists had somehow gotten close. Passing by on the path below, they looked up and saw the beautiful reporter sitting alone on the chair, their faces showing confusion. However, they didn't stop and walked straight away. If they had come up to take a look, they would have found that the beautiful woman's lower body was completely exposed; because of time constraints, the skirt hadn't been pulled down below her buttocks.

After the group disappeared, she once again lifted her skirt to her firm breasts and continued what she hadn't finished doing.

He Ming finally understood—the beautiful reporter's dress had this purpose!

Just as He Ming was becoming increasingly aroused, he suddenly felt someone tap his shoulder. Startled, he turned around and saw a short, stout middle-aged man in his fifties standing beside him, smiling kindly.

"Is it pretty, young man?"

The middle-aged man's smile was utterly perplexing; his voice was low and unusually gentle.

Caught red-handed peeping by a middle-aged man, He Ming assumed the man was deliberately mocking him and wished he could disappear into the ground.

"Tell the truth, do you want to sleep with her?"

The old man's expression remained unchanged, but his words were anything but shocking!

He Ming was stunned by the question, momentarily wondering if the old man was a pervert.

"Go and sleep with her!"

the middle-aged man urged, seeing He Ming's silence.

"What the hell? Why should I listen to you?"

He Ming said dismissively. There were still tourists around; if he pounced on her and she screamed, he'd be arrested as a rapist and thrown in jail!

"You're not going?"

The middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged as he reached for a dark, metal object from his waist and pointed it at He Ming's head.

"Okay, okay... I... I'll go, I'll go!"

He Ming's eyes widened, his tongue stammering. He felt the middle-aged man, nearing sixty, was smiling so kindly. If he ignored the thing that could instantly blow his head off, he almost wanted to call him grandpa!

"Remember, I only need you to go. If you dare to harm a single hair on her head, your parents will be here burning money for you next year, understand?"

The middle-aged man still smiled kindly, not at all like a threat!

Although He Ming felt the middle-aged man's words were somewhat contradictory, he could only nod repeatedly.

"I know you have a way to quiet her down and not disturb others, hurry up!"

the old man urged.

He Ming couldn't think of anything. He nodded and didn't dare to slack off, trying to avoid the beautiful reporter's gaze, quietly circling behind Xiao Ye Rong, gradually approaching.

The short distance of ten meters felt like an eternity to He Ming. Along the way, he thought about many things.

"Damn it, aren't guns controlled items? How come this old man has one? I'm a young man with a decent social circle, but I've never even touched one!"

This question was clearly just a complaint.

"What kind of world is this? Someone's forcing others to rape a beautiful woman at gunpoint. Is the end of the world really coming?"

This question was a heartfelt expression.

"How can I get that beautiful reporter to calm down and let me rape her?"

This was clearly his biggest worry right now, but he quickly came up with an idea.

He Ming moved his feet stealthily. He knew that if he failed, a bullet might be waiting for him the next second. The old man's pistol clearly had a silencer, so no one would know if it was fired.

Of course, even if he had precognitive abilities and knew he would succeed, He Ming wouldn't be happy, because he didn't know what awaited him after enjoying the beautiful woman. Could that perverted old man be a murderer?

Whether He Ming's movements were too light, or the beautiful reporter was so engrossed in touching him that she forgot herself, he successfully touched her.

He Ming stood behind the chair, quickly stepped forward, and swiftly covered the beautiful reporter's constantly opening and closing mouth with his large hand. Then, he tightly wrapped his arm around her smooth, silky waist.

He Ming felt the soft touch of her chest, and glancing down slightly out of the corner of his eye, he saw her two full breasts pressed down like discs by his hand, the surrounding flesh pushing out forcefully, looking incredibly arousing. So, he reached out and moved his hand up and down her smooth, slender waist. (12-02

Chapter 109 Threat, Same Trick Again)

He Ming sprinted to the park exit, then quickly stopped. He suddenly felt it was unethical to run away like this. Although Fu Feng was just a bodyguard, someone he hadn't known for long and had no real friendship with, he was still protecting him. If something happened to him…

He Ming's heart pounded. He wasn't a hero; it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid of death. The fear of facing a gun was still lingering. He didn't dare take the main road, trying to sneak deeper into the park via side paths.

Because there weren't many tourists left, He Ming soon saw the middle-aged man with the gun emerge. His expression seemed calm, but his steps were quick and decisive.

"Could something have happened to Fu Feng?"

He Ming had a bad feeling. After the middle-aged man disappeared at the park gate, he picked up his phone to make a call, but a familiar figure quickly appeared in his sight—it was Fu Feng.

"Brother Fu, are you alright?"

He Ming looked him over worriedly, but seeing that he was still upright and clean, without a trace of blood or even dust, he gradually felt relieved.

"It's nothing!"

Fu Feng shrugged nonchalantly, his expression unchanged, clearly used to this kind of scene.

"That bastard actually had a gun!" He

Ming was still somewhat shaken!

"Yeah, but it's strange, he was quite skilled, but it seemed he only wanted to get rid of me, he shook me off in a few moves and ran away!"

Fu Feng rubbed his nose, looking a bit of a headache.

"What about the woman?"

He Ming, whether out of lust or something else, was vaguely worried about the safety of the beautiful reporter.

"She's behind us!"

Fu Feng looked back and said,

"Alright, let's go first, we can't stay here any longer!"

He Ming, still somewhat shaken, suggested. He was genuinely afraid that the middle-aged man with the gun would come back and force someone to rape the woman while he just stood by and watched. This was clearly not something a mentally sound person would do. If it turned into a "perverted shooting incident" that often happens abroad, and he was unlucky enough to become a victim, it would be too much of a loss.

He Ming returned home close to midnight. His adoptive parents didn't pry too much, clearly used to his early mornings and late nights.

After washing up, He Ming went back to his room and looked at the "nude photos" he had taken on his phone. The results were indeed excellent; the beautiful reporter's naked body and terrified face were crystal clear. It certainly hadn't been a waste of his gamble.

Judging from the reporter's reaction to being molested, she clearly wasn't shameless enough to be considered a slut. These photos were obviously going to be very useful!

He Ming was incredibly happy and decided to confess to her the next day; all the problems would then be solved!

In a state of euphoria, He Ming, still shaken from the middle-aged man's attack, gradually calmed down, smiled, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, He Ming endured a difficult morning in the classroom before taking a taxi straight to the Jiangzhou TV station office building.

Ten minutes later, He Ming arrived at his destination. By then, most of the TV station staff had already left. He went up to the second floor and looked into the office where the beautiful reporter was. He saw her sitting in her seat, her beautiful eyes vacant, her face pale, looking as if she had lost her soul!

She was still dressed formally today, but unusually, only one button of her blouse was undone. In this hot weather, even with air conditioning, it still looked rather odd.

He Ming found it somewhat amusing; she must have been frightened last night. Recalling how pathetic he had been at the factory that day, he felt a secret sense of schadenfreude!

"Sister Ling Zhi!"

He Ming didn't know how long the beautiful reporter would remain in a daze, and he had no patience. With his "trump card" in hand, he felt invincible, so he called out loudly.

The beautiful reporter paused slightly, raising her head to look around in confusion. When she spotted He Ming, her face lit up with surprise, then she stood up with a hint of anger, swaying gracefully in her high-heeled sandals as she walked out of the office.

The remaining colleagues inside cast curious glances at her.

He Ming then noticed that the beautiful woman's legs were clad in flesh-colored stockings, her perfect shape revealing glimpses of her fair skin – incredibly sexy.

However, for some reason, after seeing those flawless, naked legs twice, He Ming now felt that the stockings were a barrier, making the experience less satisfying!

"I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, and you've come to me yourself!"

the beautiful reporter said, hands on her hips, trying to lower her voice and gritting her teeth.

"You want to settle accounts with me?"

He Ming paused for a moment, then grinned mischievously. "How exactly are you going to calculate it?"

"Did you take that...that photo of me?!"

The beautiful reporter, taken aback by He Ming's teasing, lost her edge. Although still somewhat angry, her face showed a hint of helplessness.

"Want to see it?"

He Ming's smile widened. To dispel the reporter's hopes, he pulled out his phone, showed her the photo, and held it out to her.

Upon seeing it, the reporter's pretty face immediately lost its luster, turning deathly pale. It took her a while to recover, then she reached out her small hand, like a child snatching a lollipop, and snatched the phone from He Ming's hand, hiding it behind her back with a wary look, seemingly afraid the young man in front of her would try to take it back.

He Ming was somewhat amused and exasperated. He often did this kind of thing; how could he not have a backup? So he smiled nonchalantly: "Take it if you want, I'll give you a free copy!"

"What exactly do you want?"

The beautiful reporter, not daring to play with fire, was almost in tears, obediently shoving the phone back into He Ming's hand.

"I don't want anything, just one request!"

He Ming held up one finger and continued, "Give up your plan to broadcast the video taken at the factory that day on TV!"

"Impossible!"

The beautiful reporter exclaimed excitedly without thinking.

"Think carefully before you make a decision. Believe me, before that thing is even released, your glamorous photos will be circulating online!"

He Ming threatened with a disdainful smile.

"Fine, I agree!"

The beautiful reporter's expression changed rapidly, and after a long while, she gritted her teeth and spat out a few words.

"That's good!"

He Ming nodded in satisfaction, but still warned, "Don't think that killing me will solve the problem. If anything happens to me, many of my friends will find your glamorous photos at locations they know beforehand, understand?"

The beautiful reporter nodded impatiently and turned her pretty face away.

He Ming knew there was no point in staying any longer, so he turned and left happily.

To be honest, now that things have calmed down, He Ming feels that the middle-aged man's behavior last night is becoming increasingly incomprehensible. If he's a psychopath who wants to watch others rape and assault beautiful women, why did he give orders beforehand not to harm a single hair on their heads? Did he have a soft spot for women? Is that even possible?

He Ming pondered this question for a long time but couldn't find an answer, so he shook his head helplessly and gave up on this self-destructive behavior.

That evening, He Ming told his indifferent adoptive father about his work, naturally earning the old man's praise. His eyes, now shining brightly, were practically gleaming, as if he'd spotted a piece of gold!

Chapter 110 The Consequences of Peeping

The matter was temporarily resolved, and life returned to normal.

Meng Lei's situation remained a worry for He Ming. He inquired further with his beautiful adoptive mother and learned that a mental evaluation would take several months, which made him somewhat discouraged, but he understood that this couldn't be rushed.

Fortunately, Meng Lei had something to keep her occupied and was in good spirits. He Ming was somewhat puzzled; if an ordinary person were confined to that kind of small room, even with the most entertaining things, they would definitely go crazy after a while!

"This is probably because she has autism; she's naturally simple-minded and easily angered!"

He Ming guessed.

It was Friday night. He Ming went home, ate dinner, did his homework as usual, then took a shower and went to bed. Of course, he hadn't forgotten one thing, so he kept his eyes open the whole time.

Around ten o'clock, footsteps sounded in the hallway outside. He knew it was his beautiful adoptive mother coming up, because Chen Junyan wasn't interested in television and, apart from occasionally watching the news, spent most of his time at home in his study on the third floor.

A few minutes later, He Ming stood up, quietly left his room, and then walked along the hallway to his adoptive parents' room, peering inside.

He saw Chen Junyan lying on the large bed, holding a book as always, wearing glasses. He didn't look like a government official, but rather like a scholar.

Xia Jingmei wore a pink nightgown. The light from the lamp wasn't bright, but it was extremely penetrating, shining through the semi-transparent fabric without obstruction, completely outlining her stunningly beautiful body.

Her movements were a perfect S-shape from every angle—two lines from the front, two lines from the side—forming a perfectly proportioned hourglass figure, as if all her fair skin and delicate bones were molded to fit this shape, utterly flawless.

He Ming had to admit that although he had met many beautiful women, the one he coveted most was still his stunning adoptive mother.

Wang Yuxin's youthfulness, Chen Xuan's ethereal beauty, Meng Lei's innocence, Liu Qinyue's gentleness, Wu Ying's allure, Mei Gui's nobility, the beautiful reporter's aloofness, Shui Bingning's inner passion, the intellectual charm of his exceptional wife, and so on!

He Ming could almost effortlessly describe the qualities of these beauties, but his stunning adoptive mother was undoubtedly the most unique, for she possessed several rare qualities combined—intellectual, gentle, and noble!

Any one of these three distinct qualities alone would greatly enhance a young woman's charm, let alone all three, coupled with her mature and alluring figure. For He Ming, this allure was doubled.

Of course, this wasn't the most important thing. Having lacked maternal love since childhood, he harbored an uncontrollable desire for closeness to his stunning adoptive mother. When this desire was not fulfilled for some reason, it intensified, directly transforming into a sense of "conquest"!

This analysis is based solely on He Ming's psychological perspective and Xia Jingmei's temperament. From a purely physical standpoint, she possessed ample assets: a firm, shapely figure. While her breasts didn't have the unique shape of Su Xue or Wu Ying, they were perfectly conical, flawless, and slender. Her waist was full, yet as delicate as a young girl's, like Wang Yuxin's. Her hips, due to her age, weren't as large as a "perfect wife's," but their shape was absolutely perfect—a classic peach shape. Her legs, needless to say, took up more than 60% of her body, making them the most standard physique.

He Ming stared intently at his beautiful foster mother in the room. Although he had seen this scene dozens of times, it still held an irresistible allure for him.

As always, Xia Jingmei took out a sexy flight attendant uniform from the wardrobe, followed by a pair of black pantyhose. Throughout the process, with each step she took, the ultra-thin fabric and her delicate body opened and closed intermittently, each changing slit clearly visible under the lamplight.

Whenever the fabric clung to her body, her breasts were fully revealed, forming a high, firm curve, as were her plump buttocks, which were incredibly eye-catching.

She neatly arranged the clothes she would need on the empty space on the large bed, and like many women who love beauty, Xia Jingmei carefully examined them. Whether she was checking for any damage or simply admiring them, her expression was extremely serious, and her refined demeanor was immediately apparent.

A few minutes later, she straightened up and took off her nightgown, revealing a white lace lingerie underneath. Her two full breasts were squeezed and pressed together, forming a deep cleavage. Her panties barely covered her private parts, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, full buttocks.

Next, of course, came the usual seduction, but no matter how Xia Jingmei tried, her indifferent lower body remained stubbornly limp, showing no improvement.

He Ming, however, was burning with lust, thinking that if his beautiful foster mother ever treated him like this, he would die happy!

Xia Jingmei finally gave up, then went to a drawer and took out a rubber object.

He Ming quickly slipped away, hiding at the stairwell. He knew that whenever his beautiful foster mother took this thing, she usually went to the bathroom to masturbate. Of course, she wasn't a lewd woman and didn't go after every "seduction."

He Ming heard the sound of a door opening and closing, followed by crisp footsteps, then the sound of another door opening and closing. He peeked out and, sure enough, found the bathroom light was on. He stealthily approached, crouched down, and slipped into the lock.

Xia Jingmei, having already undressed due to the earlier allure of her uniform, only wore a simple nightgown over her clothes. Without underwear, the semi-transparent fabric revealed her alluring figure, especially the faint pink protrusions on her chest and the clear shadow of her lower abdomen!

Xia Jingmei first extended her delicate hand and, through the thin nightgown, gently rubbed her breasts. Her already erect nipples were clearly outlined by the fabric, their pink color becoming even more pronounced.

Next, she pinched her nipples through the fabric with her fingers, gently rubbing them. Her mouth slightly parted, the lingering blush on her pretty face becoming even more vibrant.

After playing for a while, she wasn't satisfied anymore. She reached up and lifted her skirt, completely exposing her lower body to He Ming's eyes.

Below her smooth, white abdomen, there was a lush patch of pubic hair, but her genitals were exceptionally clean. Even standing, one could clearly see part of her delicate labia majora, with the pink slit already slightly visible.

Xia Jingmei gently rubbed between her legs with one hand, while the other reached under the hem of her nightgown and grasped her full breasts without any obstruction, gently kneading them. Even through the semi-transparent fabric, one could vaguely see the plump mounds constantly changing shape, incredibly alluring.

Next, she slightly parted her legs, picked up the dildo she had previously placed down, turned it on, and brought it to her tender breasts.

Upon contact, the beautiful Xia Jingmei's body trembled violently, all her strength drained away, her small legs shaking slightly, almost unable to support her.

As she gradually adapted to the sensation, she gently inserted the dildo into her vagina.

He Ming stared blankly at the dildo moving in and out between his beautiful foster mother's legs, fantasizing about how exciting it would be if it were his own penis.

"What are you doing?"

Just as He Ming was enjoying the spectacle, a familiar voice suddenly rang out, making him shudder. This shock was immense; his penis, as if struck by lightning, immediately went limp.

He Ming mechanically straightened up and turned around, only to see his indifferent adoptive father staring at him with eyes as cold as ice.

"Slap!"

Before He Ming could react, a large hand slapped him across the face, a burning pain shooting through his cheek, and stars flashed before his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Jingmei seemed to hear the commotion outside the door, opened it, and asked in confusion, her pretty face flushed, still looking alluring.

"Ask him yourself!"

The indifferent emperor was clearly furious, raising his hand to strike again.

He Ming's mind was a little foggy; the guilt of being caught spying on someone else's wife made him feel guilty, and he had no intention of backing down.

Xia Jingmei sensed something was wrong and instantly pulled He Ming into her arms, her beautiful eyes fixed on her husband, saying, "You can talk this out, why are you hitting the child!"

"Talk it out? He was spying on you!"

Chen Junyan's face was contorted with rage; for someone usually so stern, this was clearly a sign of extreme anger.

"Ah..."

Xia Jingmei was a little taken aback, a blush spreading from her pretty face to her delicate earlobes. Her small hand, which had been holding He Ming, reflexively dropped, her expression extremely embarrassed.

"You go first, pack your things and get out of here right now!"

The three of them stood in the corridor for about ten minutes before Chen Junyan coldly ordered.

He Ming looked up in disbelief. He had thought that after spending so much time together, this indifferent emperor must have developed some feelings for him. Besides, even disregarding any feelings, he had indirectly helped him a lot. He hadn't expected him to be told to get lost so easily. For a moment, all guilt vanished, replaced by raging anger. But to avoid putting his beautiful foster mother in a difficult position, he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"Forget it, he's still a child!"

Xia Jingmei seemed calmer and then tried to comfort him.

"So what if it's a child? I will never allow anyone to defile your body!"

Chen Junyan's expression was resolute, showing no sign of gentleness. He then turned to He Ming again and said, "What are you standing there for? I told you to get lost!"

He Ming's eyes were practically spitting fire. If he didn't want to leave his beautiful foster mother, he would never have stayed even a moment longer!

"Are you reluctant to give up your current life? You've helped me a lot these past two months. Fine, it's just money, I'll give you 100,000 yuan, I'll transfer it to your card tomorrow. Now disappear immediately!"

Chen Junyan's words became increasingly harsh, showing that he was a man with an extremely strong possessive nature, and he would never allow his wife to be taken advantage of by anyone else.

He Ming clenched his fists, let out a long sigh, and then looked at his beautiful foster mother. Although he was reluctant to leave, he could no longer tolerate the cold emperor's lewd words, so he turned to leave.

"Are you determined to let him go? Then just send me away too!"

Xia Jingmei's expression turned cold, and she grabbed He Ming, saying.

"You..."

Chen Junyan was stunned for a moment, his lips twitching slightly. After a long while, he finally said, "Don't you have any shame?"

He Ming was immediately furious. Being scolded himself was nothing, but seeing his favorite Aunt Xia being humiliated like this, he was about to step forward to demand an explanation. Unexpectedly, his hand was tightly grabbed. Turning around, he saw his beautiful adoptive mother already in tears!

"You still want to hit me? It's too late now. I'll let you stay for one night, but tomorrow morning you can go back to where you came from!"

Chen Junyan raised his head, looking down at He Ming with an air of superiority.

"I'm not kidding. If you want to kick him out, then I won't stay any longer!"

Although Xia Jingmei was in tears, she didn't show any weakness, her tone chillingly cold.

He Ming was almost moved to tears. He never expected that his beautiful adoptive mother, who was a stranger just a month ago, would go to such lengths for him after only living together for such a short time. At this moment, he seemed to finally understand what "motherly love" meant!

"Hmph!"

Chen Junyan stood there stunned for a long time, seemingly unable to find anything to say, and then turned and went back to his room.

"Xiao Ming..."

Xia Jingmei looked at He Ming sadly, then began to sob softly.

The pain in He Ming's heart felt like it was being slashed by many knives. He gently pulled his beautiful foster mother into his arms, her naked body pressed against him under the thin veil, her curvaceous figure clearly visible, and the fragrance in her nostrils stronger than ever before. However, he had no impure thoughts at this moment.

Calming down, He Ming felt a little regretful. If he hadn't been so lustful, he wouldn't have hurt his innocent and beautiful foster mother tonight. As for that indifferent emperor, he now only felt disgust!

Xia Jingmei leaned on her foster son's shoulder and sobbed for more than ten minutes before finally raising her head and saying, "Go back to sleep!"

He Ming was very worried and refused to move, but he also dared not look directly at that familiar and beautiful face, feeling extremely ashamed.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Xia Jingmei forced a smile and said.

He Ming knew this couldn't go on, so he obediently walked towards the room, glancing back every now and then. He saw his beautiful adoptive mother staring at him until her view was blocked.

Chapter 111 He Ming's Brother in Trouble

He Ming tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The indifferent emperor's words were so difficult; he should have turned away and left, not linger. But the thought of having no excuse to see his beautiful adoptive mother again made him hesitate.

Faint arguing could be heard outside the door. He Ming knew it must be Xia Jingmei pleading for him. He was worried that the gentle woman would be hurt again by the indifferent emperor, so he got up and went out of the room again.

Back in front of his adoptive parents' room, He Ming listened intently. He could faintly hear his adoptive mother's soft sobs, and his heart ached.

"He's in his adolescence now, curious about these things. Sometimes he can't control himself, but it's not an unforgivable mistake!"

Xia Jingmei said, stopping her sobs.

"Heh, don't give me these high-sounding reasons. You can accept others seeing your body naked, but I can't!"

Chen Junyan sneered repeatedly, clearly furious, his words venomous.

"You... how could you say that to me, sob..."

Xia Jingmei clearly understood that her husband meant she was shameless, and for a moment she was so angry that she became incoherent, and even cried again out of heartache.

He Ming outside the door clenched his fists, almost unable to resist rushing in.

"Fine, if you insist on kicking him out, then I'll take him away tomorrow. But I must remind you, Xiaoming and Xiaoxuan are now boyfriend and girlfriend. If you kick him out, then Jincheng will probably never be able to change his surname to 'Chen' for the rest of his life."

After a long while, Xia Jingmei, who had calmed down a bit, said, her tone even carrying a faint threat.

Whenever he heard that his beautiful adoptive mother was going to leave with him, He Ming felt a warm feeling spread throughout his body.

"Are you threatening me?"

Chen Junyan's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Hmph, I wouldn't dare! How could I possibly threaten you, Mayor Chen!"

Xia Jingmei said, then fell silent.

He Ming waited for a long time, but his adoptive parents didn't speak again, so he returned to his room. He had decided to pack his things and go home the next morning. He felt that he was probably destined to be poor, and had never truly considered this luxurious villa as his home.

As for Xia Jingmei, He Ming decided to come back and visit her often in the future. Although she said she would accompany him when he left, the poor boy had never taken it seriously!

He Ming didn't know why this beautiful woman cared so much about him after only spending such a short time together. However, if he really intended to leave, it was probably just wishful thinking that she would follow him. But those words were enough; he could always come back and visit her from afar whenever he had the chance.

Why "from afar"? Now, thinking back, He Ming felt ashamed to face that always-smiling, pretty face when his beautiful adoptive mother cared for him so much.

To be honest, although they had only spent a short time together, He Ming had already developed a deep affection for his beautiful stepmother. Besides feeling a motherly warmth emanating from her, there was also a strong, lingering love hidden deep in his heart.

The next morning, He Ming got up early and began packing his things, preparing to return to the small orphanage. Although it wasn't as bustling as his current place, it offered the warmth of "home.

" "Knock knock!"

A knock sounded at the door. He Ming went to open it and saw his beautiful stepmother, whom he had always longed for.

Xia Jingmei was dressed in a business suit, her hair simply tied up, revealing her picturesque face. Although her makeup was light and she was undeniably beautiful, faint dark circles were still visible under her eyes, making her look tired and pitiful.

The close-fitting fabric outlined her beautiful figure, layered and curvaceous, with stunning curves and alluring movements. Beneath the tight skirt, her full, rounded buttocks seemed ready to burst forth. Her long, slender legs were clad in black stockings, accentuated by shiny black high heels. This was the most seductive outfit for He Ming.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Jingmei forced a smile on her tired face, but when she saw the clothes still unmade on He Ming's bed, she tensed up.

"It's nothing, Aunt Xia, I'm going back to the orphanage!"

He Ming tried to express his meaning tactfully so as not to worry his beautiful foster mother.

"Is it because of what happened last night? It's alright, your Uncle Chen was just acting impulsively, don't take it seriously!"

Xia Jingmei comforted him with a smile.

"Hehe, it's alright, I can still come to see you often after I go back!"

He Ming was determined to leave, not wanting to make things difficult for his beautiful foster mother, nor wanting to see that damned, indifferent emperor's face again, so he wouldn't listen to any reason.

"Do you want Aunt Xia to kneel down and beg you?"

Xia Jingmei said, and then started sobbing again.

He Ming was stunned, looking at that tear-streaked face, his heart ached, and he couldn't think of anything else. What man would want to hurt such a woman, except for that "eunuch" indifferent emperor! "

Xiao Ming, promise... promise... me, don't... go, okay? Your Uncle Chen... has already... said he forgives you... this time, knowing your mistake... and being able to correct it... is a good child!"

Xia Jingmei pleaded intermittently.

"Okay..."

He Ming mechanically uttered a single word. Could he say "no" now?

So, He Ming shamelessly stayed, and the indifferent emperor indeed didn't say anything.

He Ming understood perfectly well that this guy was only being so generous because he saw it as an opportunity to control his daughter and for the sake of the overall good.

He Ming went to school as usual. In the past two days, news of Lü Zhenbing had spread to every corner of Jiangzhou City. It had been broadcast on television, his men had been apprehended, and the police, during the arrest of the Little Knife Gang leader, had discovered clues about his gang's activities and were searching for those involved.

He Ming knew that the Little Knife Gang would definitely not have a good ending this time. Of course, the more unfortunate they were, the happier he was; the better if they were

all wiped out. On the third day, He Ming was completely disoriented, his eyes lifeless and his face haggard, because he discovered that his younger brother—had become impotent!

Actually, he had noticed his brother's constant slacking off the day after he was caught spying. At first, he thought it was just a lack of "intent," but after three days of this, he was frightened. If he too became like the Indifferent Emperor, what was the point of living?

He Ming now wished he could kill Chen Junyan. He knew perfectly well that his brother's problem stemmed from the shock he experienced that night. He remembered feeling his lower body suddenly go limp, a strange and unprecedented feeling of powerlessness washing over him.

"Chen Junyan, you plague!"

He Ming cursed angrily. He still held onto a sliver of hope that it was just a temporary situation, so while worried, he wasn't yet in despair. He continued going to and from school as usual, though he seemed quite unwell.

Xia Jingmei asked him a few times, but to avoid worrying her, He Ming always brushed her off with a smile.

Another day passed, and He Ming heard good news: Wei Jie said Wang Yong's father had been acquitted. He knew that as soon as Lü Zhenbing was suspended, that indifferent emperor had intervened and overturned the case, which explained the speed of the reversal.

Of course, He Ming felt no gratitude towards that indifferent emperor. Aside from the fact that it was all a transaction, his brother hadn't even reacted yet. If things continued like this, the enmity would be irreconcilable!

Chapter 112 Mayor Chen Passes Away

The "Night Temptation" website announced the specific deadline for the gathering, but He Ming didn't want to do anything. His brother's fate had left him feeling like nothing more than an empty shell, a walking corpse. His blank mind was filled with the pale thought: "Anyway, we have a gathering every month. I'll deal with it when I'm better!"

He hadn't considered what to do if his manhood never regained its former glory, because he didn't have the courage to think about it, so he avoided the thought altogether!

Three more days passed in the blink of an eye, and He Ming still felt no improvement. His sense of hope gradually faded, but he hid it well, not letting anyone know. However, his mental state was getting worse and worse, and whenever someone asked, he would use lack of sleep as an excuse.

Now, whenever He Ming saw that indifferent emperor, a hint of murderous intent would rise in his heart. He decided that the day he completely despaired of his future life, before he took his own life, he would definitely take this person down with him!

It was Monday. He Ming, as usual, walked home listlessly in the afternoon. Final exams were next Friday, a time when a student should be happy, but he was lucky not to be crying.

While still in the car with his girlfriend, He Ming unexpectedly received a call from his beautiful adoptive mother.

"Xiao...Ming, you...you come quickly...to the...Central Hospital!"

Xia Jingmei's voice trembled uncontrollably, clearly sobbing.

"What's wrong, Aunt Xia!"

He Ming was shocked. To be honest, he hadn't lost faith in life yet; the most important thing was the emotional ties he couldn't let go of. First, there was his mother and younger siblings at the orphanage; second, there was his beautiful adoptive mother, whom he was deeply attached to and fascinated by. So, hearing that she was in the hospital made his heart pound uncontrollably.

"You...don't ask...anything, just...come quickly!"

Xia Jingmei's voice was filled with deep sorrow, desolation, and exhaustion!

He Ming hung up the phone, said goodbye to his girlfriend in the car, and rushed to the Central Hospital.

When He Ming saw his beautiful adoptive mother, his heart nearly leaped out of his throat. She sat in a chair in the hallway, looking haggard, her eyes lifeless, large tears streaming down her cheeks. A few strands of hair hanging down her forehead were completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her pale skin.

"Aunt Xia, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

He Ming had never seen his beautiful adoptive mother look like this before, and he bowed anxiously, asking.

"Xiao Ming!"

Xia Jingmei seemed to snap out of her daze, raising her head to look at him. She suddenly stood up, hugged He Ming tightly, and sobbed softly, "What should we do? Your Uncle Chen is in trouble!"

A faint fragrance wafted into He Ming's nostrils. His chest was filled with the warmth of those two little ones, but now he was somewhat listless and distracted. May God forgive him; he felt no worry whatsoever, but rather a strange joy and a sense of vengeful pleasure.

"Aunt Xia, what happened to my Uncle Chen?"

He Ming carefully reached out and touched the beautiful woman's shoulder in his arms, asking softly. After all, it was a human life.

"He was in a car accident and is currently being treated!"

Xia Jingmei released her adopted son, wiped the tears from her cheeks with her delicate hand, and turned to look at the emergency room.

He Ming was conflicted. On one hand, he fantasized that if the indifferent emperor were to pass away, he and his beautiful adoptive mother could finally enjoy their own life together. On the other hand, he felt that it was a pity for a human life to end like this. After about an hour of this internal struggle, the emergency room door opened, and doctors came out one after another.

"How is he? Doctor!"

Xia Jingmei hurriedly grabbed a middle-aged doctor who seemed to be the leader and asked.

"I'm sorry, we've done our best. Please take care of Mayor Chen's funeral arrangements."

The middle-aged doctor sighed, shook his head, and left.

Xia Jingmei's delicate body trembled slightly, her red lips instantly lost their color, her pretty face turned pale, her small mouth slightly open but unable to utter a sound, her legs went weak and she was about to collapse.

He Ming was startled, and without time to compose himself, he quickly helped his beautiful adoptive mother up, hugged her, and carried her to a stool to sit down.

"Aunt Xia, Aunt Xia, don't be too sad, you still have me, don't you?"

He Ming was frightened by his beautiful adoptive mother's appearance and hurriedly called out, not knowing how to comfort her now.

Xia Jingmei's pale lips trembled, her small mouth slightly opening and closing, and after a long while, she finally managed to cry out in anguish while holding her adopted son.

He Ming couldn't help but sigh. Although he had no goodwill towards this indifferent emperor, the sudden death of a dignified deputy mayor was truly heartbreaking!

Xia Jingmei cried for more than ten minutes, then seemed to regain some strength, and then walked into the emergency room, with He Ming following closely behind.

The room was eerily quiet. The hospital bed was completely covered by a pristine white sheet, revealing only the outline of a body beneath.

Xia Jingmei reached out with trembling hands and pulled back the sheet, revealing the ashen face of the indifferent emperor. Several severe abrasions were clearly visible, with traces of blood still visible.

Seeing her husband's condition, Xia Jingmei's legs gave way, and she collapsed backward.

He Ming was terrified and quickly called a doctor. After examination, it was found that there was nothing seriously wrong; he was simply overwhelmed with grief.

He Ming quietly stood guard by his adoptive mother's bedside, his heart aching as he looked at her haggard face in her unconscious state. He decided to spend the night there.

As darkness fell, many people came to visit, likely informed by the doctors treating Xia Jingmei. However, upon seeing her, they wisely refrained from disturbing her, placing flowers by her bedside and saying to He Ming, "Please accept my condolences!"

He Ming repeatedly made the same gesture: a forced smile, his face stiffening. It was truly agonizing; he felt no sorrow whatsoever! He

persevered until midnight. Although his beautiful foster mother remained unconscious, He Ming couldn't hold on any longer and finally drifted off to sleep by the bedside.

In his hazy state, He Ming felt someone gently stroking his hair. Opening his eyes, he found it was already bright daylight. Looking up, he saw his beautiful foster mother staring at him with her slightly swollen, red eyes, withdrawing one of her delicate hands.

"Aunt Xia, how are you feeling?"

He Ming rubbed his sore eyes, his mind still hazy, before finally realizing the situation and quickly asking.

Xia Jingmei forced a smile, shook her head perfunctorily, and fell silent, her expression turning blank again.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you some breakfast!"

She hadn't eaten dinner yesterday and felt hungry, so she asked.

Xia Jingmei shook her head and said, "You don't need to worry about me, I'll go to school!"

"I'll ask the teacher for a few days off to take care of you!"

He Ming couldn't bear to leave like this, so he said that seeing Meiyan's (her adoptive mother) objections, he had called the homeroom teacher.

"Why don't you call Chen Xuan and her mother?"

Xia Jingmei was silent for a while, then bit her lip and said.

He Ming was stunned for a moment; he seemed to already see that intimate scene, but he knew this couldn't be hidden, so he dialed Chen Xuan's number.

"Hehe, did you miss me?"

Chen Xuan answered the phone, yawning, her voice slightly muffled, revealing a hint of surprise, since He Ming rarely called her first.

"You and your mother should come to the West District Central Hospital now!"

He Ming said, trying to keep a calm tone.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

From her voice, Chen Xuan seemed to be half-asleep, her head probably still foggy and unable to think clearly. If He Ming were sick, why would he call her mother along?

"Your father had an accident!"

He Ming didn't bother to elaborate, saying only vaguely.

"What? What happened?"

Chen Xuan's voice suddenly rose several decibels, her previous foggy state completely gone.

"Don't ask so many questions, you'll find out when you get here!"

He Ming wanted to give her a buffer on the phone, not stating the exact words.

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

Chen Xuan replied and hung up.

A little over an hour later, Chen Xuan and her mother arrived based on the information He Ming had provided, and anxiously inquired about the situation. Their faces were very pale, probably because they saw Xia Jingmei lying on the bed.

"He's gone!"

Xia Jingmei said painfully, then covered her face and cried again!

The ensuing events, needless to say, were another scene of utter devastation, but things quickly spiraled out of control.

After seeing Chen Junyan's body, the mother and son completely lost their composure, channeling their grief into rage, which they unleashed on Xia Jingmei.

"What exactly happened? Tell me!"

Chen Xuan demanded, seemingly possessed, as she tried to pull Xia Jingmei away.

He Ming quickly stepped in to separate them, but he couldn't find anything to say; he felt like an outsider.

"Tell me! Where were you when he died?"

Chen Xuan's mother, her usual gentle demeanor gone, also demanded an explanation.

Xia Jingmei sobbed quietly, not uttering a single word.

Seeing the mother and daughter becoming increasingly unreasonable, He Ming couldn't help but say, "Calm down, Uncle Chen was in a car accident, what could Aunt Xia do?"

He didn't know that the mother and son harbored resentment towards Xia Jingmei, and now, at this critical moment, it had completely surfaced, which was why they seemed so irrational!

The mother and daughter stopped their unreasonable behavior and simply wept in the hospital room.

Looking at the three beautiful women, young and old, all with tears streaming down their faces, He Ming was utterly helpless. It would be a lie to say he wasn't jealous. He never imagined that someone as seemingly cold and indifferent as the Indifferent Emperor would have three beautiful women grieving for him after his passing!

That afternoon, He Ming went home with his beautiful adoptive mother to begin preparing for Mayor Chen's funeral. In the following days, people came to visit, the most frequent being the "huge-breasted" Su Xue!

Su Xue was almost always with Xia Jingmei. Thanks to her guidance, He Ming was delighted to find his beautiful adoptive mother's spirits gradually improving. He was extremely grateful; if it were him, he wouldn't know how to comfort her, and how could such an effect be achieved?

News of Vice Mayor Chen's passing spread rapidly throughout Jiangzhou City. A week later, the municipal government held a memorial service for him in the city center's grand auditorium!

The indifferent emperor was placed in the center of the auditorium, surrounded by flower baskets. He Ming, dressed entirely in black with a small white flower on his chest, stood on the upper left, receiving those who came to pay their respects. Standing to his left and right were three stunning beauties: Xia Jingmei, Chen Xuan's mother, and her daughter.

Xia Jingmei and Chen Xuan's mother were both dressed formally, exuding an unapproachable aura, while Chen Xuan wore a black dress, adding a touch of solemn maturity. As guests passed by, they invariably sobbed and said "thank you," their faces utterly desolate!

He Ming wasn't particularly heartbroken, though he was inevitably affected by the atmosphere and felt a pang of emotion. In this society, to climb to the position of deputy mayor was truly a feat of a ruthless tyrant. The indifferent emperor had been plotting against the Lü family, dreaming of becoming mayor himself, all smiles and calculating. But no sooner had he fallen than he was gone. Life is truly unpredictable!

Because he felt no real grief, He Ming was the calmest among the family members. Fortunately, his brother's despondency had dampened his spirits, otherwise he might have burst into laughter.

Of course, there were only four family members present. The once-powerful Chen family of Jiangzhou would likely be without descendants from now on.

(Volume 2, Unifying Jiangzhou

, Chapter 113: Su Xue, My Beautiful Doctor (Part 1))

After burying the indifferent emperor, life returned to normal. As his lingering sense of hope faded, He Ming became increasingly dejected. Even his usually important final exams were treated perfunctorily, without any real focus.

Xia Jingmei, still immersed in grief, didn't notice He Ming's unusual behavior, probably assuming he was affected by the atmosphere surrounding the departure of the indifferent emperor.

He Ming wasn't stupid; he hadn't told anyone about his situation, especially the beautiful women connected to him. He didn't want to lose any of them before they all knew for sure that he was completely crippled.

There was some progress on Liu Qinyue's matter; according to Wu Ying, Zheng Wei had softened his stance, and there should be a result soon.

He Ming, of course, felt no joy. Beautiful women—he could only look but not touch them. He didn't want to give up, nor did he want to harm them. He even had a strong urge to tell Wu Ying to stop!

"Xiao Ming, are you hiding something from me?"

Xia Jingmei, being a woman, was more observant and finally noticed her adopted son's unusual behavior.

"Nothing, don't overthink it!"

He Ming replied dismissively. He didn't want his beautiful adoptive mother to worry, and besides, the whole story was too shameful to recount.

Xia Jingmei looked at her adopted son with a puzzled expression for a long time before saying, "Before I married your Uncle Chen, all the family's property was notarized in his name. Now that he's gone, it's your responsibility to inherit it. It's a rather heavy burden, so you must study hard and help me share the responsibility in the future, understand?"

"Hmm..."

He Ming nodded. Hearing the words "inherit it," he felt like he was dreaming, but he wasn't happy at all.

Summer vacation was very leisurely. He Ming stayed at home all day, feeling utterly listless. Whenever someone invited him to go out, he always made up various excuses to avoid it.

Even so, he had gathered some information from the outside world, which he learned during a phone conversation with Wei Jie. Duan Feng was quite capable; he had actually managed to overthrow the Liehuo Gang, ousted the Zhu family, and taken the position of leader himself.

According to the information Wei Jie had obtained from the outside world, Duan Feng had likely taken advantage of the Xiaodao Gang's downfall to grow his power, showing considerable ambition and probably wanting to break free from his dependence on the Tianchong Gang.

For the Tianchong Gang, how could they possibly pass up such a good opportunity? They seized the chance to rapidly expand into the eastern district, constantly devouring the territory of the former Xiaodao Gang, showing a strong tendency to unify Jiangzhou.

It's likely that their interests clashed. Wei Jie learned that the Liehuo Gang had recently acted unusually, openly clashing with the Tianchong Gang's forces that had infiltrated the eastern district, which perfectly confirmed Duan Feng's ambition.

He Ming was somewhat surprised; the man surnamed Duan was not to be underestimated, possessing such "ambition." If he wanted Mei Gui, he would obviously be an extremely powerful opponent. However, he clearly had no interest in it now. Unless he regained his former glory, he wouldn't actively provoke any women. Maintaining the status quo was the only way forward!

"Xiao Ming, tell me, what exactly happened to you?"

As time passed, the observant Xia Jingmei gradually noticed that her adopted son's condition was too abnormal, so she kept asking him questions—this was already the umpteenth time.

To be honest, He Ming was finding it hard to bear the dual torment of body and mind. He finally understood how painful it must have been for the indifferent emperor to be alive; that feeling of hope gradually fading was enough to drive one mad. He had to admire how long this "deadbeat" had managed to endure it!

He Ming had considered ending it all, but he was too unwilling. He was only fourteen years old; was he really going to end his life like this? Besides, there were too many people and things he couldn't let go of!

He Ming felt an unprecedented hatred for his biological parents who had abandoned him. After all, he was only fourteen years old, and when faced with difficulties, he always needed a strong shoulder to lean on. His feelings for his beautiful adoptive mother were greater than "familial affection," and they had only known each other for about two months, so there was some distance between them on these issues, and he couldn't openly express his inner turmoil!

Of course, these slight reservations gradually crumbled as his defenses crumbled, and one morning, He Ming finally hugged his beautiful adoptive mother tightly, crying loudly, "Aunt Xia, something's happened to me!"

Xia Jingmei was stunned for a long time, then mechanically moved her delicate hand to her adopted son's back and gently stroked it, saying, "Tell me what happened, what's wrong?"

"I...I have the same illness as Uncle Chen!"

Unable to be direct, He Ming tried a different approach.

Xia Jingmei was stunned again for a long time, then, as if half-mad, grabbed He Ming's shoulders and asked desperately, "You mean you've lost the ability to get an erection?"

To get a clear answer, she had clearly completely abandoned her reserve, which showed her feelings for He Ming.

"Yes!"

Seeing his adoptive mother's state, He Ming felt a pang of heartache. He didn't know if what he said was the right thing to do!

Xia Jingmei staggered back a few steps, leaning against the wall for support. Large tears streamed down her face as she murmured, "Why did this happen?"

He Ming quickly went over to comfort her, saying, "It's alright, Aunt Xia, maybe you'll suddenly get better someday!"

Xia Jingmei paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, as if grasping at a last straw, and said, "Oh right, you haven't gone to the hospital for a checkup yet. Maybe it can still be cured!"

The mother and son didn't waste any time and headed straight for the hospital. On the way, Xia Jingmei began questioning He Ming about the cause and effect of his "impotence."

He Ming was extremely embarrassed. He didn't know how his beautiful foster mother would react if he told the truth, but after careful consideration, he realized he couldn't lie now. So he carefully recounted the whole story.

Xia Jingmei listened for a full ten seconds, hesitant to speak, her expression extremely complicated. Finally, she calmed down and pondered for a few minutes before saying, "When we get to the hospital, I'll explain the situation to the doctor. You don't need to do anything, okay?"

He Ming was more than happy to accept this; he simply couldn't bring himself to say it!

At the hospital, the doctor naturally asked about the cause of the illness. Xia Jingmei simply said she was frightened.

The doctor, seeing the troubled looks on the mother and son's faces, was understanding and didn't pry. He told He Ming to get an X-ray first.

After receiving the X-ray of the adopted son's private parts, Xia Jingmei completely abandoned her reserve. Although she didn't understand medicine, her earnest expression suggested she wanted to glean something from it.

"There's nothing wrong!"

the doctor said after looking at the X-ray.

"Then why is this happening?"

Xia Jingmei pressed.

"According to you, he was frightened, so it's a psychological problem!"

the doctor said after a moment's consideration.

"Then how should it be treated?"

Xia Jingmei asked.

"I'll prescribe some medication, but I can't guarantee it will work. The best way is still external, unreasonable stimulation!"

the doctor said.

"External physical stimulation?"

Xia Jingmei was somewhat confused.

"Simply put, it's about using various methods to entice him. When his entire mind and body are filled with desire, the shadow of being frightened will naturally be temporarily blocked. That's the treatment!"

the doctor explained.

"Okay, I understand!"

Xia Jingmei replied.

The mother and son returned home. Xia Jingmei remained silent, seemingly pondering a solution. After a full half hour, she said, "Xiaoming, to help you recover as quickly as possible, I'll have your sister Su Xue come to see you every day when she has time!"

"Su Xue? Is she a doctor?"

Although he had expected this, He Ming couldn't help but ask for confirmation.

"Yes, she works at the Central Hospital!"

Xia Jingmei replied.

To be honest, when the doctor described his treatment method, He Ming reflexively thought of his beautiful foster mother seducing the indifferent emperor. If she could treat him like that, even if he couldn't be cured, he would be content!

Unfortunately, it seemed she didn't intend to do so. However, the thought of seeing the beautiful Su Xue every day was still a good thing. Since

the doctor hadn't said he couldn't be cured, He Ming's mood was clearly not so bad!

Chapter 114 Su Xue, My Beautiful Private Doctor (Part Two)

He Ming, as always, was listless at home. After dinner, Su Xue walked in. She wore a snow-white dress, and the most eye-catching part of her was undoubtedly her breasts—her large, "papaya-shaped" breasts. The V-neck revealed an alluring cleavage, the breasts full and partially exposed, creating an exaggerated curve against the fabric, extremely seductive! In contrast

to her breasts, she was about 1.65 meters tall, slender and alluring, not at all bulky. Coupled with her innate elegance, it was clear that although she had "large breasts," she was definitely not a "loli," but rather an ideal "older sister" type!

Su Xue and Xia Jingmei carefully inquired about the patient's condition. Being acquaintances, there was no awkwardness. She displayed a spirit of inquiry, saying that only in this way could she understand every detail and prescribe the right medicine!

Xia Jingmei hesitated for a long time, her beautiful eyes darting back and forth between He Ming and her best friend, probably unsure whether to tell the truth.

He Ming was practically ready to die; if it weren't for the fact that it was related to their lifelong "sexual happiness," he would have run away!

Xia Jingmei finally told the truth, her face flushed throughout the process. This was indeed something she found difficult to talk about.

Su Xue listened in stunned silence, her pretty face showing an extremely complicated expression. She hesitated, seemingly unsure how to begin. Anyone who heard such a strange thing needs time to process it.

Her gaze lingered on the "mother and son" beside her. After a long while, she seemed to calm down a bit. She wanted to laugh but felt it was inappropriate. Finally, she stared directly at He Ming, her expression a mixture of mockery, contempt, and pity—whatever the interpretation.

He Ming was so ashamed that his face turned bright red; he really wanted to dig a hole and disappear.

To break the awkward atmosphere, Xia Jingmei explained the treatment methods the doctor had mentioned at the hospital. Then she asked Su Xue for her opinion.

"That Yang, that impotent man has dragged you down for so many years, and I never expected that on his deathbed he would pass on his dirty laundry to his adopted son like a plague!"

Su Xue came back to her senses, and her first words were this.

"Please don't say that about him, he's already gone!"

Xia Jingmei said, looking like she was about to cry, which showed that she still had feelings for that indifferent emperor.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, alright?"

Su Xue realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject, saying, "I know that doctor you mentioned. He's a veteran with a great reputation. What he said is correct. This situation obviously can't be solved by medication. The most crucial factor is psychological!

Only when the shadow in his heart disappears can he return to his previous state. The only way is to use constant external stimulation to make He Ming reach a state of selfless desire, where he only thinks about doing 'that,' and there's hope of being cured!"

He Ming was somewhat taken aback. It was really hard for even someone as thick-skinned as him to take these words to heart. However, he had to admire her analysis. Indeed, now whenever he received stimulation, his brain would reflexively recall the feeling of being frightened that night. This was probably why his lower body wasn't responding!

"Then how confident are you that you can be cured?"

Xia Jingmei pressed.

“Who knows for sure? But his condition is different from Mayor Chen’s injury. That area is completely intact, so the chances of recovery should be quite high. The most important thing is, as the doctor said—external physical stimulation!”

Su Xue said after a moment of contemplation.

He Ming had never heard of the cause of the indifferent emperor’s impotence before. “Injury”? He wondered what caused the injury. Could it be syphilis? He chuckled to himself.

To be honest, He Ming hadn’t felt this good in days since his impotence. The feeling of regaining confidence in life was wonderful!

“Xiao Xue, I hope you can be Xiao Ming’s private doctor!”

Xia Jingmei said after a long pause.

“Private doctor?”

Su Xue was a little stunned, then said, “But I have to go to work!”

“It’s okay, it will only take up some time after you get off work in the evening. As for the salary, Sister Xia will definitely pay you!”

Xia Jingmei was clearly a shrewd woman, knowing that even among close "sisters," money had to be accountable. If you always try to take advantage of others, even the best relationships will eventually crack!

"Why are we talking about money? I agree!"

Su Xue said with a playful laugh.

The two sisters chatted for a while before inviting He Ming upstairs. Su Xue wanted to examine his condition.

He Ming was stunned. Examine his condition? How? Did she have to take off his pants to look there? Even as a man, the thought made him feel embarrassed!

Once in the room, Su Xue had He Ming lie on the bed and then told him to take off his pants!

He Ming was dumbfounded, stunned and unsure what to do!

"What, even a little kid like you knows how to be shy? Is your pride more important than happiness?"

Su Xue chuckled, covering her mouth, while Xia Jingmei turned away.

"Damn it, if I were still as virile as ever, I'd show you whether I'm a little kid or not!"

He Ming thought viciously. Not wanting the beautiful woman to look down on him, he decisively pulled down his pants, revealing his "dejected" manhood!

Although He Ming wasn't old, his penis was quite impressive. Even without life, it resembled a large worm crawling out of a dense black forest, except the "head" was completely retracted into the foreskin, and the scrotum hung limply, looking rather grotesque.

In this era of advanced internet, even the most innocent girl couldn't possibly be over twenty without having seen a man's genitals, let alone Su Xue, a doctor. However, faced with such an "ugly" genital, her pretty cheeks couldn't help but flush.

She slowly extended her delicate white hand, trembling slightly, and grasped He Ming's limp penis, then slowly began to slide it down.

He Ming almost groaned aloud. He was indeed impotent, but there was absolutely no necrosis. He could still feel it; her fair, pink palm was so soft, and her movements were gentle—a million times better than masturbating.

With Su Xue's movements, He Ming's foreskin gradually retracted, revealing his large, purplish-red glans. Although lifeless, it was still remarkably large.

He Ming could clearly feel her small hand trembling. A wicked desire within him was satisfied, but satisfaction was one thing, stimulation was another; his penis didn't react, leaving him feeling disheartened.

Su Xue gently stroked it a few times, observing his penis. Although somewhat shy, her expression remained very serious, showing she was indeed a qualified doctor.

"If she could turn around and look now, then…"

He Ming stared at his beautiful foster mother, thinking wickedly.

"Okay, put your pants on!"

Su Xue withdrew her hand, her face flushed.

As He Ming pulled up his pants, his beautiful foster mother turned around and asked anxiously, "How is the situation?"

"It seems quite serious, there's no reaction at all!"

Su Xue's expression was serious.

He Ming's heart jumped again, and he looked at her anxiously, hoping for a clear answer.

"What should we do?"

Xia Jingmei asked worriedly as well.

"I've already told him the solutions, now I want to ask him a question first!"

Su Xue didn't give a clear answer, then turned to He Ming and said, "When you see those kinds of people or situations, you tend to be more impulsive?"

He Ming was stunned, a little embarrassed to speak!

"I mean, those kinds of scenes usually make me more prone to lust...desire, causing my lower body to react quickly!"

Su Xue thought He Ming hadn't understood, so she spoke quite bluntly. Being a doctor, she professionally abandoned the reserve a woman should have!

He Ming reflexively looked at Xia Jingmei. To be honest, every move of this beautiful foster mother fascinated him, especially during the "uniform seduction"—that was when his lower body reacted the fastest!

However, He Ming wasn't sure if his words would displease her, so he had to think of something else. After a while, he said, "Stockings!"

As soon as he said this, his gaze instinctively fell on the bed, on the beautiful legs of the two women in front of him. Unfortunately, he couldn't see any stockings, but the two pairs of almost equally perfect jade-like legs still made him gasp in amazement!

"Stockings?"

Su Xue's face showed surprise. She looked around with her bright eyes, then looked at her own white, jade-like legs, and then at Xia Jingmei, saying, "I'm not wearing stockings today. Sister Xia, you have some, right? Find him a pair!"

"How can that be?"

Xia Jingmei's face showed difficulty.

He Ming's face clearly showed a "well" shape. He originally meant "beautiful stockings, beautiful legs," but he didn't expect this woman to be so dense. However, thinking that he could use this opportunity to get his beautiful foster mother's underwear wouldn't be a bad thing, he didn't correct her.

"What are you still hesitating about at a time like this?"

Su Xue said unhappily.

Xia Jingmei was almost in tears, her gaze aimless due to her inner turmoil. Finally, she gritted her teeth, turned, and walked out of the room.

He Ming was incredibly excited, but he suppressed his excitement, maintaining a calm expression, appearing quite like a naive young man.

After a while, Xia Jingmei returned, holding a pair of black stockings. She hesitated, not handing them to He Ming. She wasn't stupid; she knew that giving her personal belongings to her adopted son would definitely result in them being "defiled"!

Su Xue impatiently snatched the stockings away and handed them to He Ming.

He Ming eagerly took the stockings, his first reaction being to cover his face with them. Then he took a deep breath; the smell of laundry detergent filled his nostrils, along with a faint, pleasant fragrance. He almost forgot that the owner of these things was standing right in front of him.

"Huh?"

Su Xue's delicate eyebrows furrowed instantly, a look of disdain appearing on her beautiful face, as if she had seen a "perverted lecher."

Xia Jingmei's blush spread to her ears, her embarrassment obvious.

To be honest, He Ming really wanted to try it out down there, but with the two women present, he dared not do it!

"What? Is there a reaction?"

Su Xue coughed lightly, her expression calming down, and asked.

He Ming carefully felt it, then shook his head helplessly. Although it was indeed very exciting, he still didn't get a reaction down there. Whenever he was in such a state of arousal, the feeling in his lower body after being frightened that night would involuntarily surface in his mind!

"What should I do?"

Xia Jingmei was anxious.

"Don't worry, it's normal for this to not work once or twice. Take it slow!"

Su Xue comforted her.

Chapter 115 Su Xue, My Beautiful Private Doctor (Part 3)

Xia Jingmei didn't take the stockings away. She had originally planned to, but He Ming's beautiful, large-breasted private doctor stopped her.

Of course, this benefited a certain lecherous man. When it was time to sleep, he would unconsciously wrap his manhood in the thin, slippery fabric and begin his wicked deeds. His mind would involuntarily conjure up images of his beautiful foster mother in her uniform and stockings, her alluring figure. Unfortunately, despite his small size and raging lust, his manhood remained completely unchanged between his legs. The feeling of having no outlet for his power was excruciating.

Although the stockings offered no real benefit, He Ming still unconsciously held them in his arms while sleeping, as if embracing his beautiful foster mother's body. It was not only stimulating but also provided a sense of emotional support.

In the following days, Su Xue would arrive at his door every evening and return home, wearing different styles of stockings each day. She and He Ming became increasingly familiar with each other.

He Ming discovered that Su Xue was truly dedicated; when visiting him, her patient, she showed little restraint regarding the differences between men and women, constantly asking him what seductive images he still enjoyed!

He Ming's heart began to stir with wicked thoughts. How exciting it would be to have this beautiful Su Xue wearing a sexy nurse's uniform next to him!

Initially, he had some reservations, but thinking that it might cure his illness, he shamelessly asked.

Su Xue's expression at that moment was truly fascinating. One of her usually calm faces flushed slightly, and she hesitated. Any woman would probably react the same way if a man wanted to use her as a fantasy object. However, in the end, perhaps her professionalism overcame her reserve, and she agreed.

But the next day, He Ming was somewhat disappointed. The beautiful Su Xue did indeed wear a nurse's uniform, but it was the most ordinary kind, making her look quite bulky and failing to accentuate her alluring figure. Moreover, her legs were almost completely covered.

"How is it?"

Su Xue made a few elegant gestures in front of He Ming, as if trying on a dress.

"No good, this uniform doesn't look good on you!"

He Ming said, frowning.

"Doesn't look good? Didn't you say it was a nurse's uniform?"

Su Xue asked疑惑地问道.

He Ming originally wanted to suggest the "sexy" version like Xia Jingmei's, but then he hesitated, glancing at his beautiful adoptive mother standing beside him. She seemed very concerned about his condition; she knew that whenever Su Xue came, she would definitely come along to see if there was any improvement.

"What are you hesitating for? Just say what's wrong!"

Su Xue said impatiently. Being a girl, even a formulaic response made her unhappy that her attire displeased others.

"This dress looks too big, and the skirt is too long!"

He Ming stammered.

"Aren't nurses' uniforms all..."

Su Xue only managed a few words before suddenly realizing something and glancing at Xia Jingmei beside her. "Bring him yours; maybe it will meet his requirements!"

"This..."

Xia Jingmei was on the verge of tears. Was she really going to watch her adopted son use her clothes one by one? The thought was too humiliating!

"What is this? Hurry up and go! Don't you want him to get better?"

Su Xue said, somewhat displeased.

Xia Jingmei hesitated for a long time, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, before finally walking out the door softly.

He Ming was overjoyed. During those dozens of nights of spying, he clearly remembered his beautiful foster mother's appearance in that nurse's uniform—a mixture of purity and allure, utterly sexy.

Moreover, He Ming hadn't forgotten the classic image of the large-breasted nurse from the time Su Xue and his beautiful foster mother had a GL encounter; it was still vivid in his memory. Just thinking about it made his mouth water. He felt a little depressed; if he were still as virile as ever and could receive such treatment, he would have no regrets in this life!

When He Ming saw his beautiful foster mother bring out the nurse's uniform, he said he was satisfied without even glancing at it.

"I'll go change right now!"

Su Xue probably wanted to show a puzzled look of joy, perhaps trying to regain her previous embarrassment. How revealing the uniform was was clearly not her concern now, and besides, it wasn't the first time she'd worn it.

A long time later, Su Xue returned to the room, having changed, and the alluring image of the "large-breasted" nurse was back.

This uniform was indeed custom-made; the fabric was smooth, ultra-thin, and extremely form-fitting, perfectly outlining her alluring curves. The collar had two or three fewer buttons than a typical nurse's uniform, so even when fully buttoned, it still revealed a large expanse of snow-white skin. The deep cleavage seemed to devour the eye, her breasts full and round, white, with glimpses of white lace lingerie.

Her slender waist was incredibly thin, but her lower body expanded rapidly, forming round, pert buttocks with a stunningly alluring curve.

The skirt was so short it barely covered her pert bottom, and her long, slender legs were adorned with seductive garter stockings. The lace at the top was exquisitely detailed, and two thin straps extended from the sides into the extremely short skirt, disappearing into the hidden depths. Combined with her snow-white skin, it was breathtakingly beautiful. On her feet were white high heels, further enhancing her noble aura.

Seeing Su Xue in that sexy nurse's uniform at such close range again, He Ming's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"How is it?"

Su Xue, seeing He Ming's dazed expression, struck a few poses with a hint of smugness, but quickly remembered her purpose and asked again, "Any reaction?"

He Ming was taken aback. Although the scene was indeed beautiful, just mechanically staring at it felt like scratching an itch through a boot—it was far from satisfying.

"I asked you how it is, why aren't you saying anything?"

Although her beautiful eyes had already clearly seen that there was no noticeable change in He Ming's private parts, Su Xue still pressed on relentlessly.

"Just staring like that, what kind of reaction can I get?"

He Ming muttered impatiently.

"What do you mean?"

Su Xue's face flushed slightly, seemingly anticipating what He Ming was about to say!

"I mean, just standing there like that, not doing anything, is really not enough!"

He Ming said bluntly through gritted teeth.

Su Xue clearly understood that the "actions" He Ming was referring to couldn't just be a few simple poses, so she looked at Xia Jingmei with some difficulty.

Xia Jingmei's face showed some struggle, but in the end she grabbed Su Xue with both hands and pleaded, "Xiao Xue, please, consider it a debt I owe you. I'll go out now!"

After saying that, she glanced at He Ming, turned and left the room, then closed the door behind her.

"Alright, now tell me, what kind of action do you want to see?"

Su Xue seemed to have gone all out, looking like she was ready to be bossed around.

He Ming seemed a little hesitant. She was helping him so much, but he was always thinking about taking advantage of her, which made him feel really guilty. But thinking of his illness, he gritted his teeth and said, "You, touch it for me!"

Su Xue was a little stunned, her pretty face still showing a hint of anger, but remembering that she had agreed first, she quickly softened and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, she began to touch her white, perky breasts with her jade-like hands, then gently rubbed them through the thin fabric.

He Ming involuntarily reached down, through his pants, and grasped his lifeless penis, gently moving it.

Su Xue's performance was comparable to that of a professional actress. Although it was only the beginning, the coquettishness she feigned was exactly like that of many women after an orgasm, utterly alluring. At this moment, both of her small hands climbed up to her breasts, gently kneading and pinching them. Even through the fabric, one could still see the two full peaks constantly changing shape. The cleavage on both sides of the low neckline revealed the fleshy flesh with lace trim, constantly moving in and out, pressing against each other, utterly provocative.

He Ming stared at the beautiful nurse by the bedside, his eyes blazing with desire. His hands below kept moving, but the scene from that night kept appearing in his mind like a nightmare, though as he gradually became more excited, the frequency gradually decreased.

Su Xue still had no defenses. She didn't intend to take off her clothes. Her jade-like hands slid down, then slightly lifted the hem of her super short skirt!

Looking at the "big-breasted nurse's" fully exposed silk stockings, beautiful legs, sexy suspenders, barely visible panties, and half-exposed buttocks, He Ming became more and more excited.

Su Xue's small hands began to move downwards, her body swaying, a faint blush rising on her face. Her alluring expression was now a natural reaction, not something feigned.

"It's reacting!"

He Ming shouted happily.

"How is it?"

Su Xue, her face flushed, stared intently at He Ming's manhood, her clothes disheveled.

He Ming carefully felt it with his hands, examining it closely. Distracted, his manhood returned to its previous state, but he still happily said, "Just now I clearly felt a slight movement down there!"

This was the first time He Ming had discovered his younger brother still had "life" after nearly ten days of limpness, and he was naturally very happy.

Su Xue's flushed face also showed a hint of joy. After all, she was a doctor; seeing her patient benefit from her "treatment" was indeed something to be happy about!
(12-02
Chapter 116 Evil Thoughts)

Hearing that her adopted son's condition had improved somewhat, Xia Jingmei's beautiful face once again showed a smile, a smile she hadn't shown since the death of the indifferent emperor.

"If you exercise more when you have time, your body will become stronger, and your organs and tissues will also become stronger, which is very beneficial for recovery!"

Su Xue gave He Ming this advice.

Since the "physical" therapy made his "little brother" a little "alive," He Ming's mood improved greatly, and he naturally obeyed her advice. In the following days, he made sure to exercise every day, not just ordinary running, but the Indian yoga technique with its magical effects!

Of course, Su Xue also came in the afternoon as usual and left late, doing her best.

As time went by, He Ming felt his "little brother" was "awakening." Although the curve wasn't very large, he could clearly feel a slight "pulsation," which was exactly the same as the signs before a normal erection. "Panasonic" was even showing signs of developing into "Microsoft."

He Ming didn't know whether this was due to the yoga training or the beautiful doctor's "physical" therapy, but this question was obviously not worth racking his brains over. The most important thing was that he began to have confidence in the future. As a result, life became as fulfilling as before, and there were many things to consider.

First and foremost, the biggest trouble is Mei Gui. Duan Feng has become so powerful, he's a deadly stumbling block, and getting rid of him feels like an insurmountable obstacle.

Secondly, there's the matter of finding an opportunity to retaliate against Lü Chuan, but that can wait. The Lü family and the Little Knife Gang haven't been down on their luck for long; they're deeply entrenched, and it's unwise to provoke them lightly. Besides, they're at their last gasp, so they'll retaliate without hesitation!

Of course, none of that is urgent. What he wants to do most right now is find his master, who teaches ancient martial arts, to learn some fighting techniques.

During these days of staying at home, many people have called him, including this master. Having a disciple but no one paying attention to him has made him a little impatient.

He Ming always used "no time" as an excuse. Back then, he felt the whole world had lost its luster; his heart was ashen, and he lost interest in everything. How could he possibly learn any fighting techniques?

Now it's different. The road ahead is long, and he'll naturally try to learn these things whenever he has the chance. Maybe one day, it will help him escape danger and save his life.

After breakfast, He Ming was about to leave when his beautiful adoptive mother called him back.

"Xiao Ming, I have something to tell you!"

Xia Jingmei called her adopted son to sit on the sofa in the living room, and sat down beside him. She didn't have any holidays. Except for a week off after the indifferent emperor left, she was usually very busy. Today, as usual, she had to go to work. Right now, she was wearing a professional OL uniform, which revealed her exquisite and curvaceous figure. Slender and alluring, her curves were stunning. What attracted the most attention were her beautiful legs in black stockings under the skirt. They were firm, slender, long and shapely. The light white skin was revealed through the hazy black. They were gently leaning together, and the high heels on her jade feet reflected a faint dark light. They were as exquisite as works of art, making it hard not to turn one's head.

"Aunt Xia, please tell me what's wrong!"

He Ming withdrew his gaze from the beautiful woman's legs in black stockings and high heels, speaking gently. Strangely enough, although he had only known this beautiful woman for about two months, he couldn't muster even the slightest bit of rebellious youthful energy in her presence. Was it infatuation, respect, or something else?

"Now that your Uncle Chen is gone, there are many things to handle in the family, and your life will be very heavy from now on.

You are his adopted son, so you will naturally inherit everything in the family. Therefore, you must study hard, and after graduation, you will share the burden of the company with me!"

Xia Jingmei sighed. She said this partly to urge He Ming to be ambitious, and partly to remind herself to get over her grief and return to a normal life as soon as possible.

"Okay!"

He Ming nodded. He was incredibly excited. With the death of the indifferent emperor, the entire family's assets would definitely belong to him in the future. Not to mention anything else, he had no idea how much this villa was worth in RMB.

“Well then, you’ve been here for about two months now, so I’ll take you to the company today to familiarize yourself with it!”

Xia Jingmei suggested. Clearly, she had pinned all her hopes on this adopted son, hoping he could quickly mature and share the burden.

“Okay!”

He Ming nodded readily. He had long had this plan, but hadn’t dared to bring it up before; now, of course, he wouldn’t refuse.

As for learning fighting techniques from his master, if there wasn’t time today, then it would have to wait until tomorrow.

The mother and son left, got into their car, and drove out of Taoyuan District.

He Ming sat in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling as if he were in another world. Since the holiday started, he had spent almost ten days holed up at home, practically “unseen by the sun” for a long time.

Xia Jingmei drove the luxurious car while introducing the company to her adopted son.

It turns out that after obtaining the evidence of Lü Zhenbing's crimes from He Ming, the indifferent emperor had managed to extort two-thirds of the Lü family's assets in Jincheng. Combined with their original holdings, Xia Jingmei now possesses a staggering 40 billion yuan in assets, undoubtedly becoming the second-largest shareholder of Jincheng.

Currently, Jincheng is essentially a two-way competition between Chen Xuan's acting directorship and Xia Jingmei's, with the former holding 60% and the latter nearly 30%. Aside from the remaining portion belonging to the Lü family that needs to be dealt with, the rest are small shareholders who can be disregarded.

Upon arriving at their destination, "Jincheng" was located in a very bustling area of the city center, occupying an entire building as its office.

Xia Jingmei's office was on the top floor, requiring an elevator ride. As soon as they entered the company gate, many employees greeted her, while also casting curious glances at He Ming.

Inside the elevator, he was surrounded by white-collar workers in suits and uniforms, the faint scent of perfume wafting through the air, quite pleasant, which He Ming found very novel.

Standing next to Xia Jingmei, although the space was small, no one dared to approach. From the earlier greetings, it was clear that these people knew Director Xia, so even though she was very young and beautiful, she commanded respect.

Once inside Xia Jingmei's office, she immediately got busy, telling He Ming to look around on his own.

He Ming wandered around that floor, not wanting to waste his energy going up and down the stairs, but he still got his fill of eye candy. Young office ladies walked by frequently; although he didn't see a stunning beauty like Shui Bingning, most were of above-average looks. Those working in such places were undoubtedly educated intellectuals, all exuding an unapproachable aura, which alone added to their charm.

A plainclothes youth appearing in such a place was obviously quite unusual, and coupled with He Ming's decent clothes and handsome appearance, he naturally attracted a lot of attention. Some pretty girls glanced at him, then looked away like startled rabbits, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment. He fantasized that after graduating from university, he would definitely work here; it was practically a man's paradise! After

wandering around for about an hour, He Ming got a little bored, so he said goodbye to his beautiful foster mother, left the company, and contacted the master he had only met once to learn his craft.

Hong Ye lived in the western district, so it wasn't far. In less than half an hour, He Ming found his master in a quaint courtyard in the nearby suburbs.

"It seems that masters like to live in places like this!"

He Ming couldn't help but exclaim. Hong

Ye was very excited that his disciple had come to learn, generously sharing all his knowledge, wishing he could have more mouths open. This showed how happy he was to have He Ming as his disciple.

As He Ming learned, he gained some insights. Compared to the life-or-death fighting techniques on television, ancient martial arts seemed gentler, without so much killing intent, but with its wide and powerful movements, it was as stable as a mountain, giving one an unshakeable feeling.

Of course, this was just his opinion as a beginner, and he had no way of knowing whether it was right or wrong. He

benefited a lot by the end of the day. In the evening, he bid farewell to his master and returned home, where he received "physical" treatment from the beautiful doctor.

Su Xue, as always, stimulated He Ming with "self-touching," but refused to take off her clothes.

Looking at the disheveled beauty, He Ming felt a surge of desire. A wicked thought suddenly formed in his mind: he must take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of the busty female doctor.

He was calculating in his mind that the most practical way was to get Su Xue to "undress" so he could feast his eyes. The best excuse would be that the stimulation wasn't enough and the condition wasn't progressing. He knew very well that as long as he used the excuse of improving the condition to ask, Su Xue would eventually agree!

Chapter 117 Undressing

He Ming wasn't an exhibitionist, so even though the person treating him was a beautiful woman, he wouldn't often expose his penis. Besides, he planned to take advantage of Su Xue, so he had to hide it as much as possible. He knew that if his little thing became erect halfway through, things would really get out of hand, and there would be no chance to hide it! Su Xue continued to give He Ming

"physical" treatment as usual. Of course, she didn't have a fetish for looking at men's genitals, so she didn't require her client to expose his genitals throughout the treatment. She just checked on him from time to time and spent most of the time directly asking about the results.

He Ming wasn't afraid. Although his penis was showing some "life" now, it was only during moments of excitement. Without careful examination and comparison to its previous state during those short periods, it would be impossible to tell the difference. Furthermore, given his own vehement denial and the fact that the beautiful Su wasn't very familiar with his penis and could only occasionally check it with her bright eyes, it was unlikely she could be certain.

A few days later, He Ming still claimed there was "no" significant progress, and the beautiful Su began to get anxious.

This lecherous man, He Ming, began to express his pre-planned wicked idea, hoping that Su would "touch and undress at the same time."

Although Su was a doctor, she was still a woman and couldn't be completely without shame, so she initially refused decisively. However, as time passed and she saw that her patient's condition indeed "hadn't progressed," and unable to resist the little lecher's pleas, her tone began to waver.

He Ming's grades were drastically improved, with phrases like "Maybe this will cure me all at once" and "Sister Su, you won't have to go through all this trouble anymore" frequently on his lips.

Finally, Su Xue's defenses gradually crumbled. On that beautiful evening, she agreed to perform a striptease for He Ming. Because the situation was quite embarrassing, the beautiful Su Xue consciously left the room.

Su Xue stood by the bed, her pretty face slightly flushed, seemingly due to shyness at the thought of being naked in front of others.

He Ming lay quietly on the bed, his heart pounding with excitement. This was undoubtedly like watching a live striptease performance, open and aboveboard, unlike the previous times when it was done furtively. The thought alone made him incredibly excited. He was wearing only thin pajama bottoms, and since the doctor hadn't asked him to, he was happy to hide his manhood, lest he suddenly develop a significant improvement and have no chance to conceal it, thus making it difficult for anyone to take advantage of him further.

"Take off your pants, so I can take a closer look!"

Su Xue said before the "physical" treatment began.

"Ah? Oh, okay... alright!"

His last bit of hope vanished, and He Ming reluctantly pulled down his pants. After so many days of "exposing his genitals," he no longer felt particularly embarrassed. He just hoped his manhood wouldn't suddenly "erupt" before he could even take off his clothes.

Su Xue took a deep breath, her expression instantly changing. Her eyes became hazy and alluring. She slightly parted her cherry-like lips, placing her slender jade fingers inside. Occasionally, her lips would part slightly, revealing her pink tongue circling and licking her jade-like fingertips. The movements were incredibly seductive, resembling the actions of experienced women licking penises in Japanese adult films.

Next, Su Xue reached out her other hand and touched her breasts, gently moving her hands on her high, firm breasts. Foreplay was unnecessary; no matter how experienced or creative the movements, there was only one place she could use. These past few days had essentially exhausted all her efforts.

Perhaps anticipating that Su Meimei would soon undress, He Ming was unusually excited today, his erection quickening rapidly, the curve more pronounced than ever before, though not particularly noticeable.

"Huh? Strange, I feel like there's a noticeable change down there?"

Su Xue stopped moving, then said疑惑地, leaning closer. She clearly didn't want to easily expose her innocent body; if she were certain this action would have a significant effect, even if the recovery was less pronounced and took longer, she certainly wouldn't do it.

He Ming was startled, then vehemently denied it: "No, you're seeing things!"

Saying this, he glanced down at himself with some concern. Fortunately, he recovered quickly in this state, and the slight distraction caused it to return to its original state. The curve was already small, and in just a few seconds, it became increasingly less noticeable.

Su Xue wasn't giving up, bringing her pretty face close to He Ming's crotch for a closer look.

He Ming saw the disheveled beauty's face almost touching his groin, and felt an indescribable excitement. If he were still as virile as ever, he would definitely press her head down and shove his manhood into her cherry-like mouth.

Su Xue carefully examined him, and then reached out and gently grasped He Ming's penis. She felt it carefully, and asked doubtfully, "Am I seeing things?"

"Yes, I don't feel anything obvious. Even if there is any change, it's probably just the thought of you taking off your clothes that's stimulating you. Otherwise, how could there be any obvious effect?"

He Ming had prepared his escape route.

Su Xue, with a puzzled look, withdrew again and began to caress herself. She unbuttoned the front of her nurse's uniform one button at a time, gradually revealing her cleavage.

He Ming stared intently at the widening gap between the two sides of the collar, first the gradually revealed deep cleavage, then the part connecting the bra, and then the two jade peaks that were gradually exposed.

The beautiful Su moved extremely slowly, clearly skilled in teasing and flirting. She didn't pull her collar up, but instead deliberately and slowly unbuttoned her clothes. The gaps in her clothes varied with her movements, revealing glimpses of her inner beauty, making the wait increasingly unsettling.

He Ming, watching Su's gradually revealed flat stomach, felt a slight arousal again, but he wasn't afraid now. As long as he didn't immediately regain his "virility," he could use the "undressing" treatment as an excuse.

Su finally removed her nurse's uniform and gently placed it on the bedside, her entire upper body completely exposed. The most beautiful part was undoubtedly her ample breasts, barely described as "huge." Although restrained, they were still stunningly large, the cleavage seemingly unfathomable, making one worry that the thin straps on her shoulders might suddenly snap.

In contrast, her flat stomach and willow-like figure... Her waist was much more delicate, and the contrast made her appear even more exquisite and captivating, drawing gasps of admiration for her perfect proportions.

He Ming admired the alluring body that haunted his dreams, then picked up the nurse's uniform the beautiful doctor had placed beside the bed and held it close to his arms, occasionally inhaling its fragrance—the scent of his beautiful foster mother, now imbued with the faint warmth of Su Xue's body. It felt as if he were holding two beauties, a truly exhilarating feeling.

After removing her outer garment, Su Xue's hands began to move again.

Her small hands, through her sexy bra, grasped her two full breasts, gently kneading them. Her slender fingers occasionally found the buds, gently pressing and squeezing them.

He Ming felt incredibly excited; his small, white hands couldn't even fully grasp the area of her enormous breasts, creating a stunning visual contrast.

She stroked it for a while, then inserted one of her jade-like hands into the bra, grasping and kneading the top of one of her breasts without any obstruction. Because of this action, the small piece of fabric gradually slipped out of place, revealing large expanses of fair flesh, which changed shape with the kneading of her jade-like fingers.

He Ming stared intently at the edge of the fabric; he could almost see the faint areola, but the beautiful Su Xue was a master of seduction, always half-concealing, never letting the little lecherous man have his fill.

Su Xue kneaded for a while, a slight hesitation appearing on her face, but she quickly gritted her teeth and pulled the bra down forcefully. Two full, plump breasts sprang out, trembling as if striking He Ming's heart.

Those breasts, already large and perky, were squeezed even more by the pulled-down bra, protruding forward to an almost unbearable degree. The nipples, however, were the opposite, only the size of soybeans, so vibrant they seemed to drip blood.

He Ming stared intently at the pair of jade-like breasts, their shape increasingly resembling a papaya, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. One hand involuntarily reached between his legs, grasping and stroking his limp penis.

Seeing He Ming's actions, Su Xue's cheeks flushed, the blush spreading to her delicate earlobes. Besides shyness, there was a hint of satisfaction. Indeed, seeing a man so infatuated with her body, how could a woman not feel a sense of satisfaction?

Her movements paused for a moment at He Ming's bold actions, then resumed instinctively. Her two jade-like hands grasped her large breasts without hindrance, gently kneading them, the flesh rippling with alluring waves.

Then, she pinched a small, pink nipple in one hand and gently pulled it outwards. Due to its elasticity, the entire breast surged, almost causing her delicate body to sway.

A few drops of clear saliva involuntarily trickled from He Ming's lips. Last time, through the small hole in the door lock, he couldn't see very clearly, and being a voyeur, he was constantly distracted and wary, unable to fully enjoy the sight. Now it was different; his entire being was focused on that perfect, delicate body, openly and honestly, allowing him to experience the ultimate beauty even more fully.

Su Xue gently lifted one of her full breasts, then lowered her head, her bright red lips gently sucking on the vibrant nipple at the tip, the red lips and nipple complementing each other beautifully.

He Ming was always excited by this action; his lower body slowly began to react, slightly rising, showing signs of developing into a soft erection. He seemed to sense the change and looked down with great surprise, indeed seeing a clear change. But this distraction brought back the feeling of being frightened when the indifferent emperor caught him that night, and his lower body quickly went limp again.

He Ming was overjoyed, then focused his attention back on Su Xue, trying his best not to be distracted.

Because He Ming's member didn't change much in curvature, and because he was holding it, Su Xue naturally didn't notice and continued her actions.

She reached behind her back, untied her bra, and tossed it to He Ming on the bed.

Being so close, He Ming didn't have time to catch it; the bra immediately covered his face, obscuring his vision. Only when the exquisite fabric, exuding a captivating milky fragrance, slid down did his vision return. He eagerly picked it up, examined it closely, then held it to his nose and took several deep breaths.

Su Xue's breasts didn't sag despite the bra's fall; they remained pert and trembling in front of her chest. Her hands began to slide downwards.

The beautiful Su deliberately lingered her fingers on her flat stomach and cute little navel for a while before unbuttoning her super-short nurse's skirt. As the covering slipped down, her perfect body was almost completely exposed.

She wore white garter stockings, seventy percent of her perfect legs encased in exquisite silk fabric, dazzlingly beautiful. The top half of the stockings was secured to her thighs with small clips at the ends of thin straps, then extended upwards along her perfect curves, only to be draped inside a small, semi-transparent lace pantyhose before connecting to the garter

stockings at her waist, accentuating the perfect curves of her legs and her fair skin—truly a work of art.

The small white lace pantyhose featured a cutout design in the center of the front, with a delicate plum blossom woven from fine cotton silk. A few dark pubic hairs could be faintly seen extending from the slightly protruding mound below, a beauty tinged with eroticism—the ultimate in seduction.

Her jade-like feet wore a pair of spotless white high heels, further emphasizing the unapproachable allure of this beautiful private doctor.

He Ming's hands moved faster and faster unconsciously as he stared intently at that perfect, delicate body. The images of the night he was frightened appeared less and less in his mind, and he was already showing clear changes down there, but he didn't seem to notice them.

Although Su Xue's hands never stopped moving, her beautiful eyes remained fixed on He Ming's groin, clearly noticing the change. A satisfied smile appeared on her hazy face, but she didn't stop, probably determined to go all in and finish in one go.

Su Xue's pretty face was now completely red, shyness gradually mixed with hazyness, indicating that she was also aroused. She stretched out her jade-like hand and began to rub her mons pubis through the thin panties.

As her movements gradually intensified, the already small and exquisite fabric began to wrinkle slightly, revealing the slightly darker skin at the bottom of her groin, a result everyone knew was an extension of her most intimate part.

He Ming stared intently at the panties, hoping that Su Xue's movements would become more forceful, making the fabric more crooked so that he could see more of her genitals, but he couldn't get his wish, and his anxiety grew.

Su Xue knew that the harder something was to obtain, the more desirable it was, so she didn't bother to take off her panties. After rubbing them together for a while, she simply slipped her delicate hand inside from above and began to caress her most private parts without any obstruction.

He Ming's eyes widened. He noticed that as Su Xue's hand went inside, the narrow fabric could no longer contain her alluring private parts. Through the gaps at the edges, he could vaguely see dark pubic hair and part of her labia majora.

Su Xue's pretty face became increasingly dazed. As her movements quickened, a small wet patch gradually appeared on her white panties.

He Ming naturally noticed this as well, and involuntarily got up and climbed forward along the sheets, wanting to get a closer look.

"Ah..."

With a suppressed moan, Su Xue stopped, her body trembling slightly, and the wet patch on her panties widened several times over.

"Okay, that's enough!"

Su Xue stopped moving. It seemed she wasn't ready to expose her most private parts yet.

"The effect is very good. At this rate, you should recover soon!"

Su Xue stopped what she was doing, picked up her clothes somewhat shyly, and started to put them on, seemingly trying to distract herself by saying this.

He Ming was also overjoyed. Today's success was enough to make him a "Microsoft" member, and his eyes had also enjoyed such a delicious treat. He was extremely satisfied.

Chapter 118: Touching is allowed, but not

touching . After hearing her adopted son say he liked stockings, Xia Jingmei had been wearing stockings most of the time at home these past few days. Everyone knew her purpose.

In Jiangzhou City, located in the subtropics, the weather in early July is the hottest time of the year. Who wouldn't want to show off their white legs? Even if they were breathable, wearing a layer of fabric on top of them would certainly not be comfortable. Most women wear stockings for work-related clothing matching, and only a very small number do so to attract attention. Would a woman of Xia Jingmei's caliber need to use such a method to gain attraction? This shows her good intentions!

Looking at his beautiful foster mother's long, slender legs in stockings, and then at her unapproachable demeanor, He Ming felt an unbearable urge. Now that the indifferent emperor was gone, and his manhood was showing signs of improvement, he had no more worries, and his ambition was growing.

To be honest, since childhood, there had been three women He Ming had longed for. The first was naturally Wang Yuxin, his first love; the second was Chen Xuan, perhaps his deeper understanding of "beauty" after maturing; and the third was Xia Jingmei.

If asked which of these three women he coveted most, a month ago, he could have unhesitatingly said "Chen Xuan," but now things had changed, and his target had clearly become this beautiful foster mother.

The most important reason for this was He Ming's past experiences. Once feelings developed, the word "foster mother" subconsciously became "mother" in his mind, and he couldn't help but want to be close to her. However, because they had only known each other for a short time, he always felt there was an invisible barrier between them. Tormented by this dilemma, his desire to conquer intensified. Coupled with his own romantic feelings and his lust for her mature and alluring body, these complex factors created an impulse that made him want to confess his feelings.

This was something he had never felt with the previous two girls.

Therefore, He Ming now completely regarded this beautiful foster mother as his possession, constantly thinking about conquering her body and soul.

He Ming had actually planned from the beginning to use this opportunity to say that he felt the most for his beautiful foster mother, perhaps even switching places with Su Xue now. However, he didn't know how much he meant to her, and the risk of offending her was too great, so he hesitated and didn't say it.

He Ming secretly prayed that Su Xue wouldn't be able to completely heal him, and that if she pushed him to the brink of death, he might have the courage to bring it up.

Of course, this was all useless fantasy. He Ming smiled helplessly. One should know how to be content. Su Xue, this great beauty, couldn't exude a mature aura due to her age, but she did display a different kind of "youthful vitality." Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; to those without a "mother complex," it's hard to say who's better.

Such a beautiful woman had completely abandoned her principles for him, revealing her virginity to him completely—it was truly touching.

He Ming certainly didn't think it was because of his domineering nature that he had won her over. Her actions were partly due to her subconscious professionalism as a doctor, but more importantly, it was probably because of her feelings for Xia Jingmei. In that light, she was definitely a good girl who valued loyalty and affection.

If he could use this opportunity to develop a relationship with the beautiful Su Xue, He Ming would absolutely be more than happy to do so.

Since discovering a significant improvement in He Ming's condition after undressing him, Su Xue stopped being coy and began stimulating him daily with this "physical" therapy.

However, even the most beautiful things can become tiresome. Su Xue's body was undeniably sexy, but after four or five sessions, He Ming noticed the stimulation was diminishing. Aside from the first time, there was almost no progress; he remained at a "soft" level, let alone a "high" level.

He Ming started to panic. He considered boldly confessing his lust for his beautiful foster mother, but he knew that doing so would not only be risky but also mean giving up on Su Xue's "physical" therapy!

At this point, He Ming was no longer satisfied with simply taking advantage of her; he had a clearer and more substantial goal: to use this opportunity to possess Su Xue.

He Ming carefully weighed the options. He decided to temporarily set aside his plans for his beautiful foster mother. They would be together for life, with plenty of opportunities. However, if he gave up on Su Xue, he might never have another excuse to get close. The choice was obvious to anyone with a brain.

Therefore, his only target now was Su Xue. He would find a way to use her body to regain his virility, and then, taking advantage of her vulnerability, devour her.

With this in mind, He Ming suddenly understood and found his direction. He began to think about what methods he could use to further stimulate himself with Su Xue.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind, an even more wicked thought than before.

One afternoon, after Su Xue's "treatment" was finished, before she had even had time to get dressed, He Ming began to plot.

"Sister Su, I feel the effects aren't as good these past two days!"

He Ming said, feigning concern.

"Oh, take it slow, don't rush!"

Su Xue sighed slightly. She had clearly figured it out, but having already "offered" her entire innocent body, what other options did she have?

"Sister Su, can I touch your body?"

He Ming asked, seizing the opportunity.

"What do you mean?"

Su Xue was a little confused.

"It's like this, if I could touch your body, it would definitely help your condition a lot!"

He Ming pleaded earnestly, appearing genuinely concerned for her health.

"No way! You've already seen my body completely. If you want me to touch you too, how am I supposed to find a boyfriend in the future!"

Su Xue flatly refused. From her tone, it was clear she felt resentful about sacrificing so much for her best friend, her heart heavy with grievance.

He Ming didn't force her, nor did he lose heart. The last time he made the request to "undress," the beautiful Su Xue had also refused outright, so he was confident he could persuade this beautiful private doctor.

In the following days, He Ming relentlessly pursued her, subtly probing, and sure enough, Su Xue gradually relented.

"You can touch me, but you're absolutely not allowed to suck or kiss me, and you're not allowed to touch...my...lower...area!"

That afternoon, Su Xue, dressed in a sexy nurse's uniform, stood by the bed with a flushed face and said seriously. She struggled to preserve her last bit of innocence, though she felt somewhat pale.

He Ming was somewhat disappointed, but after all, he had taken a big step forward. He thought that any woman would gradually lower her defenses in the face of desire, and he felt happy because he trusted his "battle-hardened" hands. He

Ming couldn't wait to get up and hug the stunningly beautiful doctor in the nurse's uniform. His large hands eagerly roamed up and down her delicate body, smelling her intoxicating fragrance and looking at her smooth, fair face. He reflexively wanted to bring his mouth to her.

"What did you promise me?"

Su Xue stretched out her small hand and slapped the little pervert's face, saying with displeasure.

He Ming reluctantly removed his face from her delicate palm, nodded awkwardly, and then obediently began to use his hands.

His nimble, lecherous hands, impatiently pressing against the two full breasts of the beautiful Su Xue through her thin uniform, began to move. The

pure and innocent Su Xue felt the little wolf's hands begin to caress her body. Although she had prepared herself mentally, she was still both ashamed and afraid. Her delicate body trembled slightly, her pretty face flushed red, and her slender, soft body grew increasingly weak and sore. Her beautiful eyes closed shyly.

He Ming's lecherous hands gradually found their mark, tightly grasping Su Xue's soft, perky breasts through her white nurse's uniform.

Su Xue's heart tightened. Those lecherous hands had already begun to caress and knead, so her body involuntarily twisted slightly, and her jade hands, seemingly resisting, rested on the little wolf's arms.

Even through the nurse's uniform, He Ming could still feel how soft, full, smooth, and elastic Su Xue's breasts were. Her fully developed breasts were so delicate they were almost impossible to grasp; his fingers seemed to sink into the fabric.

Never before had a man touched such a sensitive area. This was completely different from self-touching. The beautiful, innocent-looking nurse, Su Xue, felt her snow-white skin tighten and tremble slightly. Her heart was filled with both shyness and fear, her mind a jumbled mess of emotions.

He inhaled the intoxicating fragrance, gazing at her rosy face and fair neck. He wanted to kiss her passionately, but knew it wasn't the right time. To help her lower her guard, he leaned closer and gently breathed warm air onto her earlobe, while his hands continued to knead her large breasts.

Su Xue's mouth was slightly open. Never before had she been in such close contact with a man, she was easily aroused. Even through her uniform, she could almost feel the warmth of his hands. Her breath, sweet as orchids and musk, grew heavier.

He Ming continued his aggressive approach, his nimble fingers finding her nipples through her uniform. Without caring if it was accurate, he pinched a small area and kneaded it.

"Uh..."

Su Xue let out a suppressed moan, clearly feeling the attack. She didn't dare look at He Ming, her face flushed crimson.

He Ming knew the time was ripe, so he leaned in, his tongue lightly touching her delicate earlobe.

"Ah..."

Su Xue's body trembled violently, as if all her strength had been drained. Her legs went weak, and she was about to collapse when He Ming, quick as a flash, caught her, his arm around her ivory-white neck, and pressed his lips to the slightly parted, bright red lips of the pure and lovely girl.

"No, oh... um..."

Su Xue instinctively tried to refuse, but she had no strength left and instinctively let out a soft moan. Due to the shyness of a pure virgin, she writhed her delicate body, unwilling to let He Ming open her jade gate.

He Ming persistently pursued Su Xue's sweet, fragrant lips, and finally, he moved his large hand upwards, fixing her head in place and pressing his lips heavily against those soft, fragrant red lips again.

"Oh..."

Another soft moan escaped Su Xue's lips, her face flushed with embarrassment, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, feeling the man's strong masculine aura, her heart trembling slightly.

When He Ming's aggressive tongue forcefully pried open Su Xue's soft, full, bright red lips, it encountered resistance from her pearly white teeth.

This wasn't the first time He Ming had encountered this situation, so he was naturally very experienced, his large tongue continuously licking the beautiful Su's gums.

A tingling sensation spread through her, and the pure and lovely "nurse beauty" could no longer resist. She reflexively tried to dodge, but overlooked a few tightly closed teeth, allowing his large tongue to slip through.

He Ming sucked on Su Xue's sweet and fragrant little tongue; the pure young girl's little tongue was so tender and fragrant, smooth and sweet. He Ming passionately attacked and teased her with his tongue.

Su Xue's mind went blank; she could only passively enjoy the sweet and intoxicating wet kiss. Her soft, tender little tongue shyly intertwined with He Ming's, sucking and entwining. After a passionate and lingering kiss, Su Xue's straight, delicate nose emitted a hot and alluring moan.

He Ming's large hand began to move again, occasionally slipping his long fingers between the buttons, feeling the delicate and elastic skin beneath

. Su Xue's rosy cherry lips parted slightly, their pinkish luster shimmering, and she exhaled a rapid, sweet breath, like the fragrance of orchids. Her disheveled collar was slightly open, revealing a portion of her white lace bra and her fair, milky breasts.

He Ming's large hand impatiently unbuttoned two buttons, gradually slipping inside the nurse's uniform, gently caressing and teasing her smooth, jade-like skin, slowly sliding towards the pure and beautiful woman's sacred, full breasts.

At this moment, Su Xue's body was already limp, struggling to cope with He Ming's large mouth, all her strength seemingly drained. Her only reaction was to use her remaining strength to cling to the young man's arms.

Soon, He Ming had grasped Su Xue's soft breasts through one side of her bra; although there was a barrier, he could still feel their alluring elasticity.

After caressing her for a moment, He Ming couldn't wait to slip his hand under her bra and climb onto her full, enormous breasts without any obstruction. Her soft, firm, full, and smooth breasts were so slippery and warm, with two tender buds at the tips, soft and delicate, still carrying a hint of girlish shyness.

The bewildered, innocent beauty felt as if He Ming's hands were carrying an electric current as they caressed her smooth, snow-white skin and delicate breasts, making her body tense and her heart tremble as if struck by lightning.

At the same time, He Ming's other hand left Su Xue's jade-like neck, tracing its shapely curves downwards.

Suddenly, Su Xue felt one of the man's lustful hands slip under her nurse's uniform, and her heart tensed up instantly, but this was quickly overwhelmed by the tingling sensation of his large mouth kissing her neck.

He Ming slid his hand up and down along the smooth, delicate silk-stockinged legs of the beautiful and alluring "nurse lady" several times, then moved upwards. When he touched the thin strap at the base of her thighs, he realized that this beauty was wearing garter stockings underneath, and her most private parts were clearly only protected by a small pair of panties.

He Ming was extremely excited, his lower body already aroused. His hand lingered on the thin strap for a few moments before he placed his burning palm on Su Xue's soft, warm abdomen and began to caress it.

No man had ever touched such a private part of her body before. Due to nervousness and the strange stimulation, Su Xue's long, smooth legs tensed, and she almost couldn't help but gasp.

Feeling the young man's fingers lingering further and further down, Su Xue's slender waist arched suddenly, and her long, smooth legs clamped tightly together, trapping the hand that was moving within her nurse's uniform between her legs. Perhaps it was due to fear and shyness, or perhaps it was due to nervousness and excitement, coupled with He Ming's hand still frantically teasing, caressing, kneading, and flirting on Su Xue's breasts, that the beautiful, delicate nurse's almost boneless, snow-white skin trembled with excitement. Her lower body was wet and slippery, her long, white, beautiful legs shyly clamping the large hand teasing and arousing her.

He Ming scrutinized Su Xue's full, shapely body from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, his eyes filled with hunger and provocation. Looking at her shapely figure with her prominent breasts and pert buttocks, he could no longer resist. His hand, which had been hovering over her chest, withdrew and gradually moved downwards, pressing against the nurse's soft buttocks.

The nurse's uniform Su Xue wore was very thin, and He Ming could clearly see the outline of her underwear. When He Ming's fingers seemingly inadvertently slid to the deep, hidden valley between her buttocks, Su Xue let out a soft moan.

He Ming suddenly pressed Su Xue's body against him, his mouth pressing against her thin lips without warning. His tongue pried open her mouth, licking her white, even teeth. The sensation of her two soft breasts was intoxicating.

The pressure on her mouth and breasts almost suffocated Su Xue; her body trembled violently from the stimulation. Soon, her lips became hot and soft, and she reached out her jade-like hands to wrap around He Ming's neck, lost in his passionate kiss.

In an instant, the world spun, and Su Xue was completely lost in the deepest part of this sweet dream of love. She experienced the real, tangible, and flesh-and-blood feeling of being held tightly in his arms, a solid happiness that gradually released the girlish love she had cherished for twenty years. Under the man's skillful, wet kisses and expert caresses, the overflowing happiness and emotion in her heart made her involuntarily tighten her grip, wishing that the man before her would completely merge into her heart.

He Ming's hands, holding the stunning beauty, unconsciously kneaded and caressed her waist and abdomen. Soon, Su Xue's body began to heat up, her jade-like face flushed, her teeth slightly bitten, and a few soft moans unconsciously escaped her cherry lips. She seemed to have also been aroused, relaxing her body. With He Ming's passionate kisses, her body underwent a strange change, waves of tingling pleasure arising spontaneously. A captivating blush gradually spread across her face, she breathed softly, her body twisting and turning, unconsciously rubbing against He Ming's softening male desire.

He Ming's right hand, unable to resist its urge, crawled inside Su Xue's open nurse's uniform collar, caressing her smooth, silky bra. Lingering there, he slipped two fingers inside, kneading her budding, snow-white breasts and the erect nipples, attacking from above and below, teasing them from all sides.

Su Xue let out a seductive moan; the intense tingling sensation from her nipples made her unable to stand, her body going limp.

He Ming quickly used his other hand to support Su Xue's slender waist, preventing her from collapsing to the ground, now lost in passion and only able to utter incoherent moans.

At the same time, his large mouth was not to be outdone, gradually moving downwards towards Su Xue's breasts. His large hand had already flipped her bra up, and without pausing, he attacked the other breast, slowly taking the entire nipple into his mouth, licking it incessantly with his tongue and biting it with his teeth.

Su Xue was completely immersed in the ecstasy of pleasure, her body limp as mud. Even with He Ming's large hand supporting her waist, she gradually slid downwards.

He Ming had no choice but to support Su Xue and pull her towards the boat.

"No, don't..."

After this pause, Su Xue's beautiful eyes gradually regained their clarity, and she actually began to struggle.

How could He Ming give up on this lamb he had already caught? If this could stimulate his virility, he wouldn't mind devouring this beautiful Su Xue right here. So he feigned pitifulness and said, "Sister Su, I already have a noticeable reaction down there, maybe it'll be over soon. Can you bear to watch me lose hope again?"

Su Xue was stunned upon hearing this, her body gradually calming down. In fact, she was still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure and couldn't think deeply. Her refusal was entirely due to her feminine modesty; a reasonable excuse was enough to convince herself.

Seeing Su Xue calm down, He Ming was overjoyed. He laid her flat on the large bed, then grabbed the hem of her nurse's skirt and slowly pulled it up.

Su Xue's pretty face flushed red, and she turned her face away, not daring to look any longer.

As the skirt was pulled up, her slender, beautiful legs were gradually fully exposed, followed by her exquisite suspenders, and finally her narrow panties.

Su Xue's panties were clearly part of a set with her top, exceptionally narrow, and the edges were covered with white lace, making them look very delicate.

He Ming looked down carefully, and saw that the white nurse's skirt had been lifted up to her waist, revealing panties made of the same material as her bra. Narrow and thin, adorned with a few strands of sexy lace. Through the semi-transparent gauze, the dark pubic hair was hazy and dreamlike, and a transparent wet patch appeared at the bottom, telling of the thirst and expectation of her honey pot.

He Ming couldn't wait to lift the nurse's skirt completely up, preparing to take it off. Su Xue didn't resist much, obediently reaching out to cooperate.

As the nurse's skirt fell away, the busty nurse was left only in her close-fitting underwear. The most stunning feature was undoubtedly her enormous breasts encased in a lace bra, while her most alluring legs, clad in pink stockings, were the most alluring.

He Ming pounced on her, pressing down on the beautiful Su Xue's sexy body. One large hand climbed onto one of her breasts, kneading it for a while before reaching behind her to unhook her bra.

As the exquisite fabric slowly slipped from Su Xue's slender, white fingers, her entire upper body was finally exposed. Her two full, breasts stood proudly on her chest, like two towering mountains. It was clear that, as their owner, she rarely saw her toes.

To be honest, this was the first time He Ming had seen Su Xue's exquisitely beautiful, half-naked body so completely exposed. His eyes were fixed on her flawless, snow-white form, as if they would fly away at any moment.

Su Xue lay there, her upper body bare, on the large bed He Ming had masturbated on countless times. Her perfectly proportioned, tall figure, slender, rounded shoulders, full, firm, snow-white breasts, trembling, pert nipples, slender waist, smooth, soft abdomen, and the alluring secret garden peeking out from beneath her panties—all were enough to make one's nose bleed.

Her beautiful eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, her heart timid and shy as she lay there, like a beautiful goddess in the throes of a sweet spring dream. If it weren't for the gentle rise and fall of her full, large breasts with her breath, He Ming would surely have thought she was a goddess who had slept for a thousand years.

Even He Ming, accustomed to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but feel ashamed before the goddess's holy, noble, and stunningly beautiful naked body. The only way to break free from this almost worshipful infatuation was to completely conquer her.

He Ming stared intently, mesmerized, at the soft, undulating breasts. A pair of delicate, adorable nipples, like budding flower petals, stood shyly atop the proud, towering peaks, their exquisite beauty and allure radiating from them. Two alluring, rosy areolas beside the nipples further accentuated their pure, erect beauty.

When his burning gaze finally settled on the faint dark shadow beneath the panties between her shapely, white thighs, He Ming could no longer control the burning desire within him. He reached out and roughly ripped the fabric off.

Su Xue, seemingly trying to stop him, was too late.

Immediately afterward, He Ming, like a maddened beast, pressed Su Xue's incomparably white and delicate body tightly beneath him. He didn't intend to take off his clothes because if his little thing suddenly erupted and the beauty discovered it, everything would be over.

"Ugh!"

As if crushed by a small mountain, the beauty struggled to breathe while simultaneously feeling the man's powerful body, bursting with explosive strength, unexpectedly hot and burning. Yet, the tingling, itchy, and numb sensation from his lewd kisses hadn't completely dissipated. At this moment, she felt an indescribable joy and relief from the direct, hot comfort of the opposite sex's skin against hers.

Because she was still wearing a pair of stockings, Su Xue's heart pounded like a deer's, her heart trembling with fear. For a fleeting moment, she vaguely felt the slightly protruding part of the man's lower body pressing against her sensitive abdomen. After a moment of confusion, she realized it was a man's unique sexual characteristic, and her cheeks instantly flushed red, incomparably beautiful.

He Ming held Su Xue's soft, delicate body, kissing and sucking wildly on her stunningly beautiful face, which was flushed with a blush that could rival the beauty of a goddess. His rough, hot hands kneaded her full, firm breasts, while his lower body reflexively rubbed his slightly raised penis against the tuft of dark, curly pubic hair on her smooth abdomen to relieve his unbearable lust.

Only after his desire had subsided did He Ming lift his head and take a small, tender, and adorable rosy nipple into his mouth to savor it.

Su Xue, still a virgin, was immediately struck dumb. She bit her lip, her brows furrowed, and let out a soft moan, her soft, red lips involuntarily escaping her lips. The direct stimulation of a virgin's nipples was far superior to the slight tingling and itching sensations she had experienced earlier. Su Xuefang, her heart filled with shy blush, her beautiful face flushed crimson, unconsciously reached out and gripped the bedsheet tightly.

Hearing the increasingly suppressed moans of the beauty beneath him, He Ming was also burning with desire, but powerless to resist. He could only suppress his burning lust and calmly lick and suck the incredibly tender and alluring nipple in his mouth. One hand still tightly held and kneaded the beauty's other soft, full, snow-white breast, occasionally using his thumb and middle finger to gently pinch the delicate, small, and rosy nipple, while his index finger lightly and lewdly caressed the incredibly tender tip.

At this moment, He Ming could clearly feel the soft, boneless body of the beauty beneath him trembling slightly with tension as he caressed her tender nipple.

But this was far from satisfying He Ming, the beast of lust who had been suppressing his desires for days. He arched his lower body, slightly shifting away from the tightly pressed, naked, soft body, and one hand traced along her slender waist, gently caressing her incredibly smooth, snow-white skin, moving towards the delicate, curly pubic hair on her smooth, soft abdomen.

The strange stimulation caused the proud beauty's heart to waver in confusion, yet the exquisite pleasure emanating from her many sensitive areas remained clear and intense. The lewd caressing of her pure, innocent body filled her with both shame and fear, yet also an uncontrollable anticipation.

The pure girl, her heart in turmoil and on the verge of tears, suddenly felt that wicked hand, seemingly possessing boundless magic, fanning the flames on her sensitive, snow-white skin, slip into her delicate, curly pubic hair, as if trying to explore further downwards. A sudden tension caused her to tighten her legs.

He Ming's fingers expertly slid down the incredibly soft and delicate vulva, unperturbed by the smooth, rounded thighs. He simply used his fingers to gently comb and tease the mysterious and alluring pubic hair amidst the lush pubic hair.

He Ming wanted to savor every detail of this hard-won moment of passion in the beautiful woman, to experience every second of exploring her exquisite body.

At this moment, He Ming could clearly feel the naked, boneless, snow-white body beneath him stiffening and tensing in waves, then softening and limp under his patient and lewd stimulation.

Glancing sideways at Su Xue, he saw the increasingly large, vibrant blush on her beautifully shaped cheeks, and a wicked smile crept into his heart.

"Mmm...no...good...good..."

The intense stimulation caused Su Xue to let out another uncontrollable moan, her words mumbled and unclear. Her whole body involuntarily went limp and weak. Just then, a hot, rough hand slipped into the base of her thighs, which had been tightly closed and were now moist and hot.

The noble and mysterious sacred garden was suddenly invaded by a foreign object, making Su Xue panic and feel extremely ashamed. She was about to shyly twist her slender waist to get rid of his hand when the wicked man half-bowed and half-pressed her body, making her unable to move.

As soon as He Ming's fingers entered her paradise, he couldn't help but tremble slightly. The incredibly soft and smooth touch made his lust burn wildly, and his penis also began to grow, developing into a "soft" shape, gently rubbing against Su Xue's flat abdomen.

He Ming stopped what he was doing, waiting until the already delicate beauty finally gave up her instinctive, powerless struggle before gently touching the deep, dark, mysterious flower stream that had never been visited by any tourist.

Su Xue let out a soft moan, her heart filled with shyness, her beautiful cheeks flushed crimson. She felt that seemingly magical hand gently pry open her sacred, tender, tightly closed petals. Whether it was the strange and profound stimulation that broke through the deep-rooted shame in a woman's heart, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan again, and gently hugged He Ming's shoulders and back, panting as if in a dream, "No... Xiao Ming, gently... gently!"

The incredibly tender and smooth, fragrant petals, like the flesh of a clam, made He Ming reluctant to go any deeper. He lovingly and carefully stroked the virgin's flower lips with his fingers.

The mysterious and secluded sacred place was being so lewdly teased and caressed. Su Xue's delicate brows furrowed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, and her teeth biting down. Her instinctive female shyness prevented her from fully relaxing and experiencing that strange, fresh, and intoxicating pleasure.

Hearing the ethereal moans of the noble daughter of the municipal party secretary, He Ming intensified his invasion of that flawless, beautiful body, lewdly playing with and teasing Su Xue's already fragile and tender heartstrings.

One hand tightly grasped the other full, soft, delicate, and snow-white erect breast, his fingers gently pinching and kneading the small, cute nipple. At the same time, he kept rubbing and thrusting his lower body against her snow-white, smooth thighs and slender, tender waist to quell his lust. He was still comfortable with this kind of contact; an erection would take time, but he could always cover it up later.

Next, He Ming shrank back, kneeling between Su Xue's two silk-stockinged legs, and gently teased her pure private parts with both hands. His two thumbs gently pried open her snow-white, pink labia, gradually pulling them apart to their limit. The tender labia and the small fleshy bud embedded at the top of her vulva were immediately and completely exposed to him. He could even see the tiny opening, barely an inch wide, contracting back and forth with her soft moans, from which a stream of erotic fluid was constantly flowing.

"No... what are you doing? Don't..."

With her most private parts being seen, how could such a pure girl like Su Xue not feel ashamed? She tried to close her legs slightly.

How could He Ming let her have her way? He moved his two large hands to the sides of her jade legs and held them down.

Su Xue struggled in vain and then gave up. It seemed that she realized what kind of situation she was in and had to make it real. Her two jade legs opened unnaturally, and He Ming's gaze focused on her honey pot.

Although she continued to plead, her voice bordering on sobbing, her cheeks flushed and she moaned softly, clearly enjoying the intense stimulation.

Observing a beautiful girl's genitals so closely, no man could suppress his rising desire. He Ming couldn't help but say, "You naughty sister, your little cunt is so horny, flowing with so much juice. Let me lick it and see what it tastes like!"

Without waiting for Su Xue's reaction, he lowered his head and began frantically licking and sucking her pure vulva.

As his lips touched her, the girl's delicate body writhed wildly as if struck by lightning, her mouth uttering cries of "no... ah... you can't do this, it's dirty there..."

Clearly, any girl trying oral sex for the first time would say something like this, and Su Xue was no exception. While moaning, she slapped He Ming's head with her small hands like raindrops, but she had little strength left. After a few struggles, the sensation below completely overwhelmed her shame, and she resignedly adopted a sorrowful expression: "Oh... how could you be so bad? It's so itchy, such a strange feeling!"

Low, drawn-out moans escaped from the pure beauty's lips, as if she were desperately trying to suppress the sexual pleasure that shouldn't be present in a violated state.

Before she could recover from the sudden surge of pleasure, He Ming suddenly used both hands to forcefully push her inner and outer labia upwards, completely tearing open her pure honeypot, revealing the secret passage without reservation, with her nipple hanging neatly at the rim, as dazzling and crystalline as a pearl emerging from an oyster.

"Don't look, no..."

Whenever this happened, Su Xue's reaction was always intense. Seeing the greedy look on He Ming's face, she was afraid he would use his mouth again. But before she could finish speaking, what she didn't want to see happened.

He Ming once again covered her voluptuous vulva with his mouth.

"Ah...no...Oh my god, so good!"

A long moan came, the result of He Ming sticking out his tongue and gently teasing her clitoris.

He Ming held Su Xue's thighs with both hands, propping up her vulva, and then relentlessly thrusting his tongue into her vagina, each time pulling it out, he would also tease the already engorged clitoris and the constantly contracting anus.

Su Xue finally couldn't hold back anymore, becoming extremely aroused, her body twisting violently, her mouth uttering obscene moans: "Ah...ah...huff...I can't take it anymore...Xiao Ming...you bad boy." "He actually used his tongue... his tongue on me, so... so bad... it's flowing out, my... my juices are flowing out... I love it... I love it so much, it's too much... mmm..."

You could feel the girl's two holes twitching incessantly, the frequency increasing, accompanied by a flow of more and more nectar. Soon, Su Xue began to tremble all over; He Ming knew this pure beauty was about to climax.

"Sister Su, did Xiao Ming enjoy playing with you?" "

Seeing this scene, He Ming leered with great satisfaction and asked.

Just as He Ming was enjoying himself, he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening, so he turned around and saw his beautiful foster mother standing in front of him, glancing over with a surprised expression.

"Ah..."

Su Xue let out a crisp scream, then quickly pulled the quilt to cover her completely naked body.

He Ming was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

Xia Jingmei's face gradually turned into a faint blush, and she seemed to be about to leave when she opened the door, but at this moment, a series of soft sobs began to sound.

He Ming looked in the direction of the sound and saw the beautiful Su Xue's body, covered by the quilt, trembling slightly, crying very sadly.

Xia Jingmei hesitated for a moment, and seemed to see that He Ming was not naked, so she went into the room, gently bowed and asked the young lady Su under the quilt, "Xiao Xue, what's wrong? Tell your sister, did Xiao Ming bully you!" He

Ming sighed, feeling wronged. He wanted to say that he only did it because Ms. Su gave him permission, but how could he, as a man, make excuses and shift the blame onto a girl? So he could only silently suffer in silence.

"No...no, Sister Xia, sob...it was...it was my...I did it willingly!" "

Su Xue said in a trembling voice.

He Ming was shocked. She was crying so sadly, and she was even trying to absolve him of responsibility!

All the shameful possessiveness in his heart vanished. He Ming couldn't help but think about a question: if he and Su Xue switched places, could he do what she did?

A girl, for a stranger, for the sake of sisterhood, without accepting a penny, yet offering up her innocent body without reservation for others to fantasize about—what a kind heart that must take!

But kindness is one thing, but everyone has a sense of shame.

Upon careful consideration, He Ming deeply understood how wronged Su Xue must have felt all this time. Now, being discovered by a sister who was unaware of what was happening between them was like a fuse, and her shame naturally caused her to burst out.

"I was actually trying so hard to take advantage of her!" He

Ming was filled with extreme guilt, making him almost unable to lift his head. Hearing the pitiful sobs, he suddenly felt a deep tenderness for Sister Su, who was lying in the blanket beside him. He made a decision in his heart: he must keep this kind sister by his side and accompany her for the rest of his life!

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxue, I've made you suffer because of Xiaoming!"

Xia Jingmei was quick-witted and naturally knew why her good friend was crying. She also felt very guilty. In addition, she had not fully recovered from her grief, and then she encountered this matter of her adopted son. Her phoenix eyes gradually filled with tears, and she also began to sob softly.

He Ming was stunned on the spot. After a long time, he said in a shameful low voice, "Aunt Xia, Sister Su, please don't cry. It's all my fault. I'm willing to be hit or scolded!"

"Sister Xia, don't cry. It's all my fault. I suddenly couldn't control my emotions!"

It was Su Xue who was the first to recover from her grief. She pulled down her hand, gently wiped the tears from her face, and grasped Xia Jingmei's hand to comfort her.

"Thank you, Xiaoxue!" Xia

Jingmei hugged her best friend tightly, a warm smile spreading across her face, tears of emotion streaming down her cheeks.

Chapter 119 Do I Carry Germs?

"Xiaoxue, you don't need to come tomorrow. Now that I know how to treat Xiaoming effectively, you don't need to worry!"

After what happened before, Xia Jingmei was clearly a little embarrassed. She said this as Su Xue was leaving.

He Ming's heart skipped a beat. Was this beautiful foster mother going to personally take action?

"It's okay, it was all my fault today. I'm sorry for making you laugh, Sister Xia. I will definitely do what I promised!"

Su Xue shook her head shyly, biting her lip as she spoke. It seemed she was not only kind but also a very responsible girl.

Xia Jingmei smiled gently, shaking her head helplessly, not insisting.

"Sister Su, I'm really sorry about today!"

He Ming felt he should say something, so he apologized. He didn't want Su Xue to stay only because of their friendship. She had to forgive him before they could take things further.

"It's okay, you're just a child. I'm not that petty!" Su

Xue smiled and said.

He Ming was speechless, but he couldn't argue. At least she had forgiven him, wasn't he satisfied?

The next day, after breakfast, He Ming was about to go out to ask his master for guidance. He had gained a lot these past few days and really wanted to find an opportunity to put it into practice.

"I admire your skills..."

His phone suddenly rang. He Ming took it out and saw it was an unfamiliar number. Thinking it was a wrong number, he didn't answer immediately. But after waiting a while, the call continued, so he finally answered.

"Hello!"

he said somewhat impatiently, not knowing who it was.

"Are you free? I'd like to invite you out!"

A mature female voice came through, with a subtle magnetism that could instantly send a man's adrenaline soaring.

He Ming felt the voice was familiar, probably from the phone, so he didn't immediately recognize it and asked, "Who is this?"

"I'm Chen Xuan's mother!"

came the voice after a moment of silence. He Ming was somewhat taken aback.

He had no connection with this mature beauty, so why was she contacting him? Confused, he said, "Okay, where shall we meet?"

"At the Cozy Coffee Shop on the West District Pedestrian Street!"

Chen Xuan's mother replied.

He Ming hung up, said goodbye to his beautiful adoptive mother, went out, hailed a taxi, and headed towards his destination.

Chen Xuan's mother's name was Li Suya. He Ming learned this during the few days they spent together after the death

of the indifferent emperor. It was a beautiful name, perfectly matching her appearance—gentle, composed, and subtly exuding the elegance of a noblewoman. Li Suya, a mature beauty, radiated a captivating allure like a ripe peach, which was naturally very attractive to He Ming, a little lecher lacking maternal love. He desperately craved that mature and beautiful body.

He Ming couldn't help but marvel. With a daughter as old as Chen Xuan, she must have been at least forty, yet she looked incredibly young. Ignoring all other factors, it was impossible to guess her age from her appearance alone—she looked like she was thirty-four or thirty-five, or perhaps twenty-eight or twenty-nine. The mother and daughter standing together looked like sisters.

He Ming often had wicked thoughts about how incredibly ecstatic it would be to get this beautiful woman into bed.

Although they had met quite a few times, they had probably exchanged less than ten words in total. He Ming was naturally very puzzled as to why this mature beauty wanted to see him.

"Could it be that she knows about using nude photos to blackmail Chen Xuan? Does she want to get involved?"

He Ming considered this possibility, but it was broad daylight, and his bodyguards were probably nearby. What was there to be afraid of? He had finally obtained this leverage, and he would never let go of the school beauty he had been infatuated with for over a year because of anyone's interference.

Arriving at the pedestrian street, he found the "Cozy Coffee Shop" and went inside. He immediately saw the beautiful Li sitting in the corner.

"Sit down!"

Li Suya glanced at He Ming indifferently and said.

He Ming sat down, and from the moment he entered, his eyes couldn't help but linger on this mature beauty. Her attire today was quite formal; her slightly reddish hair was styled in a bun, revealing her mature and beautiful face, making her appear even more mature and composed. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her phoenix eyes like pools of water, as beautiful as a poem or a painting. Her delicate nose was exquisite, giving her an air of elegance. Her small, red lips were like stars, sparkling with life. Although her fair face wasn't covered in makeup, not a single wrinkle could be seen.

Her outfit today was the kind of formal wear favored by summer office ladies: a fitted women's blouse that accentuated her full, proud breasts. A few buttons were undone, revealing a deep cleavage. A delicate necklace encircled her jade-like neck, its pendant hanging gracefully, highlighting her fair skin and creating a beautifully alluring effect.

She wore a strapless dress, the hem reaching her knees. From the side, her full, round buttocks, pressed against the stool, caused her incredibly elastic flesh to spill out to the sides, the thin fabric stretched taut as if about to burst. Her

perfect calves, encased in sheer stockings, were gently pressed together, revealing glimpses of smooth skin beneath. Beneath the flowing curves, her delicate ankles were exquisitely small, a perfect finishing touch. Below, on her jade-like feet, were a pair of brand-new black high heels. This combination was absolutely irresistible to He Ming, a fanatic for stockings, high heels, and beautiful legs.

"Waiter, a coffee!"

Li Suya didn't point directly at the whole outfit, but instead called out to someone in the side.

He Ming remained silent. It was just a test of patience; it wasn't like he was the one initiating it. He'd see who could hold their temper longer.

"Your Uncle Chen is gone, are you and your mother getting used to it?"

Li Suya asked calmly as she served the coffee, sounding like a gentle elder. However, somewhat comically, she seemed unsure how to define the relationship between He Ming and Xia Jingmei. In the past few days, she had clearly heard the two, who should have been calling each other "mother and son," not address each other that way.

"Hmm!"

He Ming didn't say much, inwardly chuckling, wondering how long she could keep it up.

"I called you here today to ask you something!"

Sure enough, the two, neither familiar nor of the same age, had little to say. After a long silence, Li Suya spoke.

"Auntie, please ask!"

He Ming said calmly, remaining unmoved.

"I heard from Xiao Xuan that you took...those kinds of photos of her, wanting her to be your girlfriend, is that right?"

Li Suya didn't use the word "threat," clearly not intending to turn hostile.

Although he had suspected this before, He Ming's heart still pounded for no reason. However, remembering that he was the one who had taken the initiative, he suppressed his excitement and nodded calmly.

"Did your Uncle Chen or Aunt Xia teach you to do this?"

Li Suya asked, seemingly believing that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy shouldn't have such audacity.

He Ming was somewhat stunned; he couldn't understand why Chen Xuan's mother would say such a thing.

"If they taught you to do this, it's probably for those shares in 'Jincheng.' Have you considered that at your age, you don't even know what love is? If you agree, you might end up marrying Xiao Xuan, and when you meet a girl you truly like in the future, it will be too late to regret it!"

Li Suya's face was full of doting affection, making it seem like she was truly devoted to He Ming.

"No, I did it myself, and I do like Chen Xuan. Who says I'll regret it!"

He Ming shook his head, his expression unchanged.

"Then have you considered her feelings? She doesn't like you at all!"

Li Suya's expression turned cold.

"I don't care about all that!"

He Ming's expression turned somewhat ferocious when he heard that the person he liked didn't like him back.

"Fine, I'll get straight to the point!"

Li Suya's expression was as indifferent as a stranger as she said, "Give me back all of Xiao Xuan's photos!"

"Do you think that's possible?"

He Ming sneered, his eyes fixed on the mature and sexy beauty opposite him.

"Fine, then we have nothing more to talk about, goodbye!"

Li Suya didn't say anything more, stood up, took the bill, and left.

He Ming was stunned. Had this woman just given up like that? Unable to figure it out, he also left the coffee shop.

He Ming was strolling along the pedestrian street when an ambulance with flashing colored lights sped up in front of him. Then, four or five people in white coats and masks got out, and two of them grabbed his arms and tried to pull him into the ambulance.

"What are you doing?"

He Ming was caught off guard and struggled. His strength was now considerable, and with a struggle, the two men holding him were easily overpowered.

Just then, Fu Feng, a figure rarely seen, appeared. He easily shook off the two men holding He Ming like chickens!

"I'm from the Municipal Center for Disease Control and Prevention. We suspect you've been infected with a highly contagious pathogen, so please cooperate with us to come to the CDC for examination,"

one of the men, seemingly the leader, said, pointing to a small sign hanging on his chest.

He Ming looked at it and saw it indeed read "Director of Jiangzhou Municipal Center for Disease Control and Prevention, xxx." He was puzzled. When had he been infected?

Seeing the growing crowd, He Ming hesitated. In such a public place, it couldn't possibly be a kidnapping, could it? Besides, the man's words had made him uneasy. Could he really have been infected with some dangerous pathogen?

"Let's go!"

the man in the white coat urged.

He Ming was somewhat stunned, thinking of those highly disguised robbers in certain police dramas, and couldn't move his feet. So they remained in this stalemate, as more and more puzzled people gathered around.

"What's going on?"

Just then, two policemen stepped into the crowd and asked.

"Officers, we suspect this teenager is carrying some kind of highly contagious virus, so we want to take him to the CDC for testing, but he seems to doubt our identities and refuses to go!"

said the leader in the white coat.

The policeman was quite dutiful, checking the white coat's identification, and then said to He Ming, "They are indeed from the CDC. Go with them!"

He Ming paused for a moment, then felt somewhat relieved. He told Fu Feng not to interfere further and walked towards the car.

He sat in the car for about ten minutes, the car speeding along, rushing through red and yellow lights, which gradually dispelled He Ming's doubts. This was indeed a situation only seen in real ambulances in emergencies.

The car gradually came to a stop. Several people in white coats got out, and upon realizing it was indeed the Jiangzhou Municipal Center for Disease Control and Prevention, He Ming finally felt relieved.

Inside, He Ming underwent a cursory examination and a so-called disinfection. Less than half an hour later, he was released.

He Ming was utterly bewildered. It sounded serious; he thought it would take a long time, but it was so quick!

However, since he was alright, the huge weight on his shoulders was lifted!

Chapter 120 Goddess, Goodbye !

He Ming got into a taxi and headed straight for Hong Ye's house. His head felt a little throbbing. Had he forgotten to burn incense before leaving home today? Being taken to the CDC for disinfection in broad daylight for no reason was incredibly unlucky.

He Ming was still somewhat disoriented, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself that all sorts of strange things could happen in this world.

He Ming had only been at his master's house for less than ten minutes when his text message alert rang. Thinking it was a phone bill payment reminder, he picked it up casually and was immediately struck dumb. It was a multimedia message containing several clear photos of a single person. This wouldn't have been unusual in itself, but what was truly alarming was that the person in the photos was himself, completely naked.

A bad feeling crept into He Ming's heart. He checked the number—wasn't this the same number that Chen Xuan's mother had called that morning?

He Ming sensed something was seriously wrong and panicked. Looking closely at the photos, he realized they clearly showed images from the CDC. He was furious. What the hell was going on?

How could such a reputable organization make such a basic mistake, leaking someone's private photos?

"Wait, this leak happened way too fast! And how could it be such a coincidence that it ended up in Chen Xuan's mother's hands!"

He Ming sensed something eerie.

"The Director of the Health Bureau? The Center for Disease Control and Prevention?"

He Ming suddenly sensed a conspiracy and turned to ask his master, "Master, isn't the Center for Disease Control and Prevention under the jurisdiction of the Health Bureau?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Seeing his apprentice's serious expression, Hong Ye asked suspiciously.

He Ming shook his head, not saying much. He had already vaguely guessed the whole story.

Just then, his phone rang. He Ming glanced at the number; it was Chen Xuan's mother's. He pressed the answer button, wanting to hear what this woman had to say and, incidentally, confirm his suspicions.

"Alright, now I have your... those kinds of photos, so please don't harass my daughter anymore!"

Li Suya's tone remained calm. Perhaps it was because she had been in officialdom for many years, accustomed to the intrigue and backstabbing, that she was quite composed.

"Hmph, you're the one who orchestrated everything today!"

He Ming sneered. Although he was already quite certain, he still couldn't help but want to confirm it.

"It wasn't really sabotage, I did arrange for someone to take you to the CDC for a checkup. Heh, I didn't expect you to guess that!"

Li Suya's tone carried a hint of surprise.

"If this gets out, aren't you afraid of losing all face as the director of the Health Bureau!"

He Ming threatened, like a drowning man struggling for his life, probably trying to salvage some of his position.

"Heh, whatever. But I must remind you, you're not some vice mayor's son anymore. Think before you act, consider the potential consequences!"

Li Suya said indifferently, then hung up.

He Ming almost smashed the phone. He knew that the explicit photos of Chen Da, the school beauty, that he held in his hands were completely useless.

He Ming was in a terrible mood and had no desire to learn any more martial arts techniques. He said goodbye to his master and rushed home.

Indeed, men's chastity is viewed less seriously than women's, but that doesn't mean it's completely unimportant. Imagine how terrible it would be if your nude photos were seen by your friends and family. You'd be looked down upon by strangers who saw the photos wherever you went. His mindset hadn't reached the point of "I'll walk my own path and let others talk."

Therefore, He Ming had no other choice but to obediently let go.

Thinking about how Chen Xuan, the goddess-like campus belle he'd been infatuated with for over a year, was about to completely sever ties with him, He Ming felt an unprecedented pain. Although he'd known for a long time that such a threat was unreliable and vaguely anticipated this day, he still couldn't face it calmly.

He Ming returned home dejectedly, went upstairs to his room, and buried his head in his hands to sleep. Although he tried his best to hold back his tears, a trace of moisture still welled up in the corner of his eye, showing how deep his love for Chen Xuan was.

...Separation...

Chen Xuan was admitted to a key university in the provincial capital with excellent grades. For a student who had suffered nine years of torment under the exam-oriented education system, this should have been a cause for great joy. However, she was immersed in melancholy every day.

Half a month ago, her father's death dealt a heavy blow to Chen Xuan. Although the man had abandoned his wife and daughter for a mistress, whenever she recalled the moments she shared with her father, even the early days when she and her mother depended on each other, the naive girl could not completely hate that man.

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