[Urban] My School Beauty Sister (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter 74 Your Wedding, My Bride (Part 1)

It was nearly noon when He Ming left Wang Yuxin's house, so he quickly went home, had lunch, and then went back to his room to practice yoga.

He went out again in the evening, his destination being Paris, the "Oriental Paris." He hadn't forgotten his newly acquired beautiful girlfriend.

At "Heavenly Sounds," Mei Gui was as busy as ever. Watching her in her high heels, carrying things in and out, He Ming felt a little sorry for her. Although there was no salary, he thought that if she had fewer things to deliver, she would be more relaxed, so he helped out.

The proprietress naturally welcomed this kind of unpaid labor.

"No need to help, I can handle it. Anyway, you don't get paid, so it's just free work!"

Mei Gui comforted him with concern.

"How can it be free? Aren't you more relaxed now?"

He Ming said, carrying two dozen beers, his face full of energy.

Mei Gui paused, then said nothing more.

In the following time, the two stole moments of leisure from their busy schedules, chatting occasionally. Mei Gui acted very affectionately, sometimes acting like a little girl, occasionally being coquettish and joking, her face always adorned with a charming, slightly reproachful smile, which pleased He Ming quite a bit.

"When do you get off work?"

It was past nine o'clock when He Ming felt it was time to leave. Seeing the deep fatigue on Mei Gui's pretty face, and noticing how many times she had bent down to massage her ankles beneath her black stockings, he asked with concern.

"I don't know, you go ahead. We can only leave after all the customers have left, sometimes until two or three in the morning!"

Mei Gui's face showed a slight dimming, but she tried to appear nonchalant.

"What, two or three in the morning?"

He Ming was genuinely startled.

"It's okay, luckily we have enough rest time during the day!"

Mei Gui smiled calmly.

“Do you really need the money? This job is so hard, why don’t you just quit!”

He Ming suggested. He currently has over ten million yuan in savings. While this isn’t much compared to the super-rich, it’s enough to support several wives with a small business.

Of course, He Ming also had a selfish motive. If Mei Gui could obediently leave “Heavenly Voice,” she wouldn’t have to suffer from Duan’s harassment anymore. He really wanted to get a group of people to cripple that guy to eliminate future troubles, but he knew it wasn’t the right time.

He Ming couldn’t use this as an excuse to persuade her; otherwise, she would definitely think that he, the real boyfriend, was afraid of the “imposter” and was making the suggestion.

“Didn’t I say that working here, although it’s a bit hard, I can sing often, which is what I love to do most!”

Mei Gui pondered for a long time before saying.

“You can sing at home too, why does it have to be at Heavenly Voice?”

He Ming persisted.

“Singing at home, who’s going to be my audience? Who’s going to applaud me?”

Mei Gui smiled and said.

“Me? I can do it!”

He Ming volunteered.

“Hehe, you’re all alone, and besides, I need applause without any ulterior motives!”

Mei Gui shook her head.

He Ming fell silent.

After saying goodbye to Mei Gui, He Ming drove home. Just as he was about to go upstairs, his beautiful adoptive mother stopped him.

“Dress formally tomorrow morning, someone’s invited us to a wedding!”

Xia Jingmei was wearing a white nightgown, her exquisite figure barely concealed.

“A wedding?”

He Ming was taken aback.

“Yeah, it’s strange, we don’t have any connection with them, yet they sent an invitation. They’re probably doing it because of your Uncle Chen!”

Xia Jingmei guessed.

He Ming didn’t refuse. He had nothing else to do, so he might as well go and see. He had so many girlfriends now, so he might as well get a heads-up about what he should be aware of as a groom.

Having something to do that night, He Ming naturally couldn't resist sneaking a peek at his adoptive parents again. Only after seeing Mayor Chen's almost desperate expression did he return to his room and sleep peacefully.

The next morning, He Ming got up early. He was attending a wedding that day, and since he didn't know when he'd be back, he had to go to the hospital first to see Meng Lei and charge her MP3 player.

The mental hospital's rooms seemed to have considered the patients' safety, so there were no electrical outlets, only switches and lights. This was why He Ming had to charge her MP3 player every day.

After washing up, he put on a new set of clothes, tidied himself up in front of the bathroom mirror for a while, smiled contentedly, and then went downstairs.

The first thing He Ming saw was his adoptive parents sitting on the sofa. The next moment, his gaze froze; he was completely stunned by his adoptive mother's stunning beauty!

Xia Jingmei was dressed extremely elegantly. Her long, flowing hair was styled into a mature woman's updo, revealing a delicate, jade-carved face. Her bright, deep eyes were sparkling and captivating, her long eyelashes fluttering with a dreamlike allure. A touch of foundation at the corners of her eyes added a subtle hint of purple, and her cheeks glowed with a rosy hue. A pair of exquisite earrings dangled from her small, delicate lips, the heart-shaped pendants radiating a dazzling light. She wore a red dress with a slightly low neckline, revealing a beautiful... The necklace encircled her delicate, snow-white neck, its lower end disappearing into her deep cleavage. Two jade peaks, firm, full, and rounded, each seemingly requiring two hands to grasp. The skirt, a seven-tenths length, revealed her long, slender, and unclothed legs, delicate and firm, beautiful as white jade. On her feet were black high heels, the five-inch heels making her legs appear even straighter, revealing her perfect ankles, small, round, and smooth as porcelain, dazzlingly beautiful.

This outfit, dignified yet alluring, perfectly embodied the elegance of an upper-class woman.

"Come down, let's go have breakfast! Because they require your Uncle Chen to be a witness, we have to leave before nine o'clock,"

Xia Jingmei smiled, then stood up.

He Ming snapped out of his reverie and glanced at the "Indifferent Emperor," noticing that he was dressed no differently than usual, in a suit and tie, looking meticulous, indeed dignified, but somewhat rigid.

After breakfast, He Ming made an excuse to leave. If it was nine o'clock, he'd have plenty of time to visit Meng Lei at the hospital.

At 8:30, He Ming returned home and got into Chen Junyan's rather impressive-looking Jeep with his beautiful foster mother, heading out of Taoyuan District. Surprisingly,

Xia Jingmei didn't sit in the passenger seat, but instead chose to sit in the back with He Ming, seemingly unconcerned about being right next to him. This meant her alluring fragrance lingered clearly around the nostrils of the little lecher.

He Ming secretly and greedily inhaled, finding the scent truly captivating, without any vulgarity or artificiality—it was the natural body fragrance of a young woman.

He Ming's gaze secretly lingered on his beautiful foster mother, especially the deep cleavage between her collars and her two high-heeled legs, which stirred his desire. Of course

, He Ming occasionally turned his head, pretending to look outside. The houses on both sides of the street looked familiar; the car was heading towards the eastern district.

After a full hour and a half, He Ming was somewhat surprised. The straight-line distance from Taoyuan District to here had already exceeded that of No. 1 Middle School, and after driving so far, they still hadn't reached their destination!

The buildings on both sides of the street became fewer and shorter, gradually being replaced by lush green belts. He Ming knew that they had now reached the outskirts of the city.

Finally, the car drove into a cement path on the side of the street. After passing through a shady area, the view suddenly opened up, and a large open space appeared before He Ming's eyes. There were quite a few dozen cars of various styles parked around, making it look quite grand.

At the end of the open space was a tall church with three white arched doors in a row, chestnut walls, a chestnut roof, and a huge cross standing at the top, looking very solemn.

He Ming got out of the car with his adoptive parents and looked around curiously. This was his first time in a church.

There were few tourists around, and there were many colorful ribbon fragments on the ground, which looked quite festive. People were constantly going in and out of the church, indicating that there were many people inside.

He Ming followed his adoptive parents into the church. A red-carpeted avenue led to a white jade altar on the opposite side, behind which were cream-colored walls. In the center was an arched frame holding a portrait of Jesus.

Rows of chestnut-colored benches lined both sides of the avenue, already filled with people. Although no one was shouting, hushed discussions rose and fell, creating a rather irritating noise.

He Ming followed his adoptive parents straight to the front row, where Chen Yanjun stopped and said to a middle-aged man in his fifties, "Secretary Su, you've arrived!"

"Yes, Xiao Chen, please sit down!"

The middle-aged man was also dressed in a suit and tie, a gentle smile on his face.

He Ming didn't look closely at the middle-aged man, because his attention was immediately drawn to a familiar, beautiful figure beside him—it was none other than the stunningly beautiful Su Xue!

Chapter 75 Your Wedding, My Bride (Part Two)

Su Xue sat quietly beside the middle-aged man. She wore light makeup and a deep V-neck striped bodycon dress. A delicate necklace dangled from her, swallowed by her deep cleavage, revealing her breasts. The full, elastic flesh formed two perfect curves, smooth and lustrous, contrasting beautifully with the white fabric. Her slightly curled hair fell smoothly from one side, further highlighting the delicate whiteness of her skin.

Below her full breasts, the white fabric transitioned into black and white stripes. Her slender waist was incredibly thin, and the close-fitting fabric accentuated her slim curves, appearing soft yet firm. The very short hem barely covered her round, pert buttocks, which appeared even shorter due to her sitting posture. Her long, white breasts... Her legs were fully exposed, completely naked, gently crossed, and her jade-like feet, clad in chestnut-colored high heels, swayed lightly, exuding a playful yet sensual charm!

While He Ming was still captivated by her unparalleled beauty, Chen Junyan had already sat down to the left of the middle-aged man. Surely a grown man wouldn't sit on the other side with Su Xue!

"Sister Xia, you're here! Sit here,"

Su Xue said warmly upon seeing Xia Jingmei, patting the seat beside her. Then, her beautiful eyes turned to He Ming, a sweet smile appearing on her exquisite face, and she nodded slightly in greeting.

He Ming naturally didn't dare to be negligent and nodded in response.

"What Sister Xia? How many times have I told you? Your Uncle Chen and I are of the same generation. You should call her 'Auntie.' This child has absolutely no manners!"

The middle-aged man, referred to as "Secretary Su," looked at Su Xue with a helpless expression.

He Ming followed the sound and looked at the middle-aged man again. Suddenly, he felt that the man looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"What? Sister Xia is only a few years older than me!"

Su Xue pouted unhappily.

"Never mind, never mind, Secretary Su, let Xue call him whatever she wants. Anyway, we're like sisters!"

Xia Jingmei persuaded. Unable to refuse her sister's invitation, she sat down next to the beautiful Su.

"That's right, my dad is like that, so old-fashioned!"

Su Xue said coquettishly.

"Secretary Su? That's right, this man seems to be Su Jianjun, the Party Secretary of Jiangzhou City!"

He Ming suddenly realized. No wonder he looked familiar. Although he was always running between two points when he was in the orphanage, it didn't mean he didn't watch TV. Such an important figure would naturally have a high profile. No wonder Chen Junyan, a deputy mayor, was so humble in front of him.

He Ming never imagined he would one day sit with such an important figure. What surprised him even more was that Su Xue and Secretary Su seemed to be father and daughter. With such a powerful background, it was no wonder they were able to handle his affairs at the school.

He Ming sat down next to his beautiful adoptive mother with a hint of awe. He could see the two beautiful women's faces from the side, and their fragrant scents were intoxicating. Looking around, he noticed the first row on the other side of the aisle was already full, but the people were dressed very simply, standing out from their surroundings.

"Old Su, Old Chen, you're here so quickly!"

After waiting idly for more than ten minutes, an unfamiliar voice rang out. He Ming looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in his fifties standing nearby, greeting him. He was also dressed in a suit and tie, with sharp features, clearly indicating he must have been a handsome man in his youth. However, the glasses he wore made him appear somewhat less masculine.

However, what truly caught He Ming's attention wasn't this person, but the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy standing next to him. He was dressed casually, but his face was so handsome it lacked any masculinity, enough to make most girls feel ashamed and want to commit suicide. However, because of the arrogance always on his face, he didn't inspire much goodwill.

Of course, He Ming wasn't easy to please; he had this particular type. The reason he looked at the boy with such a murderous gaze was because the boy had a name that He Ming hated constantly—Lü Chuan.

Lü Chuan glanced around, then fixed his gaze on Su Xue, a cynical smile on his face. He took two steps forward and said, "Sister Xue, you look beautiful today!"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment!"

Su Xue smiled, but there was nothing in return.

"Aunt Xia, you too!"

Lü Chuan smiled in response, then his greedy gaze lingered on Xia Jingmei for a moment before he said.

"Hehe, getting old!"

Xia Jingmei smiled sweetly, thinking of the irreconcilable differences between the two families, and couldn't help but admire her acting skills.

Lu Chuan seemed about to say something, but suddenly noticed He Ming, and the smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by deep disgust and a hint of doubt.

After greeting Su and Chen, the middle-aged man sat down to He Ming's right, leaving three or four empty seats between them.

Lu Chuan also sat down with a disdainful smile, but seemingly because of his dislike for He Ming, he sat on the other side of the middle-aged man.

He Ming smiled coldly, thinking, "Let you jump around for a few days. Once you get the evidence, you'll be in for it."

To be honest, He Ming was genuinely shocked. Who was getting married today? They actually had the influence to invite three of Jiangzhou's top politicians as witnesses—quite a grand affair!

"Secretary Su, you've arrived!"

A few minutes later, a familiar female voice came from He Ming. He turned his head and froze. It was Chen Xuan and her daughter.

Chen Xuan wasn't dressed very formally at this moment, but she was absolutely stunning. Her long, slightly wavy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and a pair of exquisite earrings peeked out from among the strands, their precious material radiating a crystalline brilliance that added a touch of sanctity to her exquisitely beautiful face.

She wore a white short-sleeved t-shirt, revealing her full, rounded breasts, perfectly shaped, and two high, firm mounds. A purple Barbie doll was painted on the front of the t-shirt. Her long, shapely legs and alluring figure made her seem to dance between two mountains. Below, her slender waist was so delicate it could be grasped in one hand, tempting one to reach out and touch it.

She wore a pair of super-short, sheer hot pants, white with red flowers, the pink hue pure and beautiful. The tight design accentuated her full, curvaceous hips, showcasing her feminine allure. A thin pink belt cinched her flat stomach, barely reaching her sexy hips, revealing a small gap between her t-shirt and her smooth skin, and a delicate navel.

Her legs were smooth, long, and bare, slender yet powerful, like works of art carved from jade. Heaven seemed to have blessed them, leaving no natural flaws, such as the moles that so many people cannot avoid. On her

feet were a pair of chestnut-colored high heels, shimmering with a subtle crystalline light, creating a dazzling effect, not that the eyes were blinded, but that the viewer's heart was bewitched.

Chen Xuan's mother wore a tight-fitting off-the-shoulder dress, revealing large expanses of ivory-like skin above her chest. Surprisingly, despite looking only thirty-six or thirty-seven, she possessed skin so fair and smooth that even young girls would envy her. Her long

, black hair cascaded down her back, complementing her jade-like skin and enhancing her radiance. Her ample breasts and hips were accentuated by the stunning curves of the tight dress, every inch of her skin seemingly outlined. The extremely short hem barely covered her round, plump, and large buttocks; a slight movement would reveal them, tempting one to bend down and peer inside.

Her legs were unadorned, smooth and dazzling, possessing the characteristics of a mature woman—plump yet slender, their allure surpassing that of most young girls.

Two jade-like feet, clad in black high heels, revealing white, delicate insteps. Though small in size, they were far from slender, with glistening, healthy snow-white skin, almost devoid of visible veins. The ankles were rounded and smooth, small and exquisite, truly captivating!

It was an absolute black allure!

"Mayor Lü, you've arrived too!"

Chen Xuan's mother didn't greet Chen Junyan, but instead walked to the side of the bench and addressed the middle-aged man in front of Lü Chuan.

"This is indeed Lü Chuan's father, Lü Zhenbing, the mayor of Jiangzhou City!"

He Ming couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man again.

"Yes, Sister Li, what a coincidence!"

Lü Zhenbing replied with a smile.

Lü Chuan, however, seemed excited, his eyes fixed on Chen Xuan, a fawning smile on his face.

Chen Xuan and her son looked around and, finding no empty seats on either side of the bench, sat down between He Ming and Lü Chuan.

Now, He Ming was completely surrounded by four beautiful women. Every breath he took was intoxicating by their intoxicating fragrance; he was truly blessed. Meanwhile, Lü Chuan could only stare helplessly, his face a complex mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

"When did you arrive?"

Chen Xuan turned her pretty face, her beautiful eyes fixed on He Ming.

"Oh, just arrived!"

He Ming smiled. He felt no joy at being approached by this school beauty.

"Xiao Xuan, you're here!"

Chen Xuan was about to say something when a voice interrupted her. It was Lü Chuan, that persistent tagalong.

"Hmm, what a coincidence!"

Chen Xuan's face showed a hint of impatience.

"Yeah, come sit here!"

Lü Chuan smiled, giving He Ming a disgusted look, then suggested, though there wasn't much room left where he had been sitting.

"Never mind, I'll just sit here!"

Chen Xuan shook her head.

"How can you sit with him?"

Lü Chuan was taken aback, then glanced at He Ming.

"What's wrong with sitting with me?"

He Ming suddenly snapped, questioning coldly.

"What's wrong? Don't you know what kind of occasion this is? Who are these people around? Even if you want to freeload, you should at least know your place. Look, the last row is your seat!"

Lu Chuan, clearly unaware of He Ming's current status, sneered.

"You bastard..."

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong?"

He Ming was about to explode when his beautiful foster mother turned her pretty face to ask, while the stunning Su also cast her gaze over. The two had been chatting, and the church was noisy, so they obviously hadn't noticed Lu Chuan's provocation.

"Nothing!"

He Ming's anger subsided slightly. He understood that this wasn't the place to settle personal grudges, so he shook his head.

Lu Chuan looked at Xia Jingmei with a puzzled expression, then at He Ming, before turning and returning to his previous seat.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man dressed as a priest walked from the red-carpeted aisle to the back of the lectern and said, "Everyone, quiet down!"

The church fell silent. He Ming listened with great interest; it was his first time attending such a "church wedding."

"Today, on this lush and sunny day..."

The priest then exchanged some polite words before finally saying, "Now, please welcome the newlyweds!" As

soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned to look behind them. He Ming also turned his head, and as solemn and festive music began, several figures slowly walked forward through the main entrance.

When He Ming saw the two people at the front, he was struck dumb, as if by lightning.

Chapter 76 Your Wedding, My Bride (Part 3)

A man and a woman walked at the front.

The man, in his fifties, was obese and bloated. He wore a black suit with a small red flower pinned to his chest. His oily face wore a smug smile, but his receding hairline made him look rather unattractive. Although

He Ming had only met this man a few times, his impression of him was unforgettable, as the man had "gifted" him twenty million without a word.

Indeed, this was Zheng the Bald, the largest shareholder of "Rongwei Group."

The woman, on the other hand, was an absolute beauty. Tall and slender, her slightly dark red hair flowed smoothly over her shoulders, secured with a pink bow hairpin. A semi-transparent white veil draped over her shoulders, adding to her ethereal beauty. Her exquisite face, with its perfectly proportioned features, was subtly enhanced by light makeup, giving her a captivatingly cold and alluring look. A pair of star-shaped earrings dangled from her small earlobes, radiating a mesmerizing glow.

She wore a snow-white wedding dress, her breasts partially exposed, full and rounded, the deep cleavage exuding a fatal allure. A delicate necklace adorned her snow-white neck, the small pendant exquisite yet understated, radiating an air of nobility with its shimmering light. Her arms were smooth as newly formed lotus roots, her delicate skin so soft it seemed one could break it with a touch. Her hands were covered by semi-transparent silk gloves, revealing glimpses of pink nail polish—a striking visual contrast that ignited the most primal desires in men.

The already fitted waist of the wedding dress was accentuated by a pink bow belt, making her already slender waist appear even more delicate, swaying gently with each step, supple yet powerful.

The layers of the wedding dress created a hazy, ethereal effect, occasionally revealing a pair of jade-like feet clad in white high-heeled sandals, their crisp footsteps echoing in the quiet church.

"Wow, the bride is so beautiful!"

Su Xue exclaimed, and at the same time, many others around them echoed the same sentiment, their faces showing envy.

He Ming wasn't envious, because he was much luckier than them. Before this, he had already explored every part of the beautiful bride's body; her stunning figure was completely imprinted in his mind.

Yes, the bride was Liu Qinyue, the woman he had been thinking about day and night for some time.

"Isn't this the neighbor who lived next door to us a while ago?"

Xia Jingmei murmured to herself in surprise.

"How could this be?"

He Ming's mind went completely blank, and his whole body trembled slightly. He had thought that as long as he exposed the ambiguous photos of the two of them, the man surnamed Zheng would give up on Liu Qinyue, but he hadn't expected everything to be so unexpected.

Liu Qinyue's face didn't show excessive joy, but rather a kind of inexplicable ease. Her delicate hand was held by the bald man Zheng, and she walked forward gracefully.

Behind them followed two adorable children, a boy and a girl, both under ten years old.

The little girl wore an adorable white dress, her delicate pink hands trailing the long train of the stunning bride's gown, a pure smile on her face.

The little boy held a piece of veil in his chubby hands, upon which rested two rings.

Behind the two children followed four young men and women. The women wore light red uniforms, their demeanor dignified, their smiles radiant.

The men were all older, around forty or fifty, wearing light red suits, but their figures were somewhat out of shape, making them rather unattractive.

"What a pity, a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung!"

Chen Xuan said with disgust. Because the gentle wedding march was still playing in the church, few around heard her rudeness.

"Xiao Xuan, don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing her daughter's words, Chen Xuan's mother, worried that those around them might hear, awkwardly scolded her.

"Hmph, it is!"

Chen Xuan scoffed dismissively.

Indeed, Liu Qinyue was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, while the man surnamed Zheng was over fifty; Liu Qinyue, in high heels, was over 1.7 meters tall, while the man surnamed Zheng was less than 1.6 meters; Liu Qinyue was stunningly beautiful, while the man surnamed Zheng looked like a nouveau riche.

All these appearances seemed so incongruous.

The two walked to the priest and turned around. The wedding march stopped abruptly, and the church suddenly became much quieter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we gather together to witness this couple enter into marriage..."

the priest's voice followed.

Liu Qinyue inadvertently saw He Ming sitting in the front row, her entire body trembled, and she became somewhat unnatural, her gaze shifting and darting around, not daring to meet her lover's eyes.

"Now, please, newlyweds, recite your vows of love!"

the priest finally announced after rambling on for a while.

"I take Liu Qinyue to be my wife, to live together from this day forward..."

The man surnamed Zheng spoke first, his voice so loud it hurt the ears of those in the front row. A smug look on his face suggested he was showing off his beautiful bride.

"I...I take...to marry...Zheng..."

Liu Qinyue was clearly flustered, her vows stammering, which caused a stir.

Zheng's pride finally crumbled; his smug smile faded, and he looked at the coal mine owner's bride with suspicion.

"Mr. Zheng, do you take Ms. Liu to be your wife, to live with her according to the teachings of the Bible, to be united with her before God, to love her, comfort her, respect her, and protect her as you love yourself? Whether she is sick or healthy, rich or poor, to remain faithful to her until death do you part?"

The pastor finally asked Zheng after Liu Qinyue finished speaking.

"Of course I do!"

Zheng exclaimed excitedly.

"Ms. Liu, do you take Mr. Zheng to be your husband, to live with him according to the teachings of the Bible, to be united with him before God, to love him, comfort him, respect him, and protect him as you love yourself? Whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, to remain faithful to him until death do you part?"

The pastor turned to Liu Qinyue and asked.

"I..."

A hint of hesitation crossed Liu Qinyue's pretty face, her eyes darting between He Ming and hers.

He Ming wanted to rush up and interrupt the wedding, but reason told him he couldn't.

Under Zheng's expectant gaze, Liu Qinyue gritted her teeth and said, "I do!"

"Alright, now please exchange rings. The rings are round, representing complete devotion and an unbreakable bond,"

the pastor said.

Zheng happily walked to the side, took a ring from a groomsman, and placed it on Liu Qinyue's slender, white ring finger.

Liu Qinyue's expression was complex; she stood there stunned, making no move.

"Bride, please take the ring and put it on the groom's finger!"

the pastor reminded her.

Liu Qinyue snapped out of her daze, turned around and took the ring from a bridesmaid, placing it on the ring finger of the man surnamed Zheng. The whole process was slow and hesitant, revealing her inner hesitation.

"According to the authority given to us by the Bible, I declare you husband and wife. I will also stay there. Your kingdom will be my kingdom, and what your God has joined together, let no one separate."

The pastor finally finished the ceremony, and it was clear that he breathed a sigh of relief, obviously not expecting the bride to behave so strangely.

"Alright, the ceremony is over, please leave!"

the pastor said, dismissing them.

The man surnamed Zheng became excited again, pulling Liu Qinyue's hand and walking towards the church exit. The people sitting around also stood up and began to follow.

"Xiaoming, let's go!"

He Ming, still in a daze, heard his adoptive mother's call and stood up, walking towards the church exit. To be honest, because he had suddenly suffered this unexpected blow, his mind was buzzing, and he hadn't heard a single word of the entire wedding ceremony.

Outside the church, the sun shone brightly, and men and women showered the newlyweds with flower petals, their laughter and chatter a stark contrast to He Ming's gloomy mood.

"Secretary Su, Mayor Lü, Mayor Chen, and Minister Li, thank you all for gracing me with your presence today. I am truly grateful!"

The man surnamed Zheng and Liu Qinyue didn't leave immediately. As soon as they saw He Ming and the others emerge, they came up to greet them.

"Old Zheng, you're too kind!"

Lü Zhenbing responded warmly, while Su Jianjun and Chen Junyan simply nodded with smiles.

Liu Qinyue's eyes darted around, avoiding He Ming's gaze. Judging from her expression, if the man surnamed Zheng let go, she would definitely run away immediately.

Seeing the smug look on the man surnamed Zheng's face, He Ming wanted nothing more than to rush up and kick him a couple of times. His anger surged like the waves of the Yangtze River, one wave higher than the next.

"Alright, this isn't a place for talking. Please come to my humble abode. I'll thank you with a small feast then!"

the man surnamed Zheng instructed, then pulled Liu Qinyue into a car adorned with flower wreaths.

Next, He Ming and his adoptive mother got into his adoptive father's jeep, and led by the lead car, they headed towards the main road.

PS: The ring on the ring bearer's hand is just for show, an essential step. The real wedding rings of the two newlyweds are kept by the best man and maid of honor.

Chapter 077 Your Wedding, My Bride (Part 4)

Under normal circumstances, seeing the woman you like marry someone else, you should immediately turn around and leave, out of sight, out of mind. But why did He Ming follow? It's because he couldn't give up.

He Ming wanted to ask Liu Qinyue in person if she was willing to be with him, and he would definitely marry her. For him now, this question couldn't wait a moment longer.

The convoy drove onto the main road. This time it didn't take long. In less than ten minutes, it turned into a side road. Chen Junyan naturally followed in his car. After driving less than a hundred meters, the lead car went into the iron gate on the side.

After his indifferent adoptive father drove the car in, He Ming found that it was a detached villa with a pointed red tile roof, beige walls, and arched doors and windows. Although it was only three stories high, it occupied a large area and looked somewhat magnificent.

The villa was surrounded by lush green grass, adorned with flowers, and even featured a rockery and fountain, resembling a small garden.

A spacious tiled area in front of the main gate was already furnished with tables and chairs, and under colorful parasols, various fruits, snacks, champagne, and beer were laid out.

In the center of the flower-strewn area was an archway made of flowers, leading to a red carpet walkway lined with exquisite flower baskets.

The car stopped, and He Ming got out, his gaze fixed on Liu Qinyue, ready to seize any opportunity to get to the bottom of things. He was determined to win back this beautiful woman he had already planned to marry.

Liu Qinyue, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, was strikingly beautiful and elegant, but her face looked somewhat lost and disoriented. Although standing next to the man surnamed Zheng, she kept glancing around, and upon seeing He Ming, she immediately averted her gaze in alarm!

Since the three bigwigs from Jiangzhou City, Su, Lü, and Chen, had just gotten off the bus and hadn't gathered together, the man surnamed Zheng naturally approached Su Jianjun and started trying to build a relationship, while "Indifferent Emperor" and Lü Zhenbing were left out.

However, Su Xue clearly wasn't interested in their conversation, skipping over to join Xia Jingmei and starting to chat about women's topics.

"Xiao Ming, don't you want something to drink?"

Seeing "Indifferent Emperor" listlessly grab a glass of red wine, Xia Jingmei and Su Xue also wanted to get drinks, so they asked.

"I don't want any!"

He Ming's mind was completely focused on Liu Qinyue; he had no interest in drinks.

A hint of doubt appeared on Xia Jingmei's face, but she didn't ask further.

"What, don't you want something to eat?"

He Ming was staring intently at Liu Qinyue when a melodious voice rang out. Turning his head, he saw it was Chen, the school beauty.

"Not hungry!"

He Ming's tone was somewhat indifferent. He had already given up hope that this school beauty, Chen, would fall for him anytime soon. With his weapon in hand, as long as he didn't give her any opportunity to retaliate, he could simply threaten to marry her and then slowly cultivate their relationship.

"Oh, then..."

"Xiao Xuan, what are you doing here?"

Chen Xuan was startled, about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice. Looking around, she saw it was Lü Chuan, whose expression looked very bad.

"Do I need to report to you what I'm doing here?"

Chen Xuan was clearly angered by Lü Chuan's extremely rude question.

"What's wrong with you today? Didn't you tell me you hated this kid? Why are you always talking to him?"

Lü Chuan questioned loudly, glancing at He Ming with disdain.

He Ming's eyes were fixed on the beautiful bride in the distance. He had no interest in arguing with that idiot. The most effective way to settle scores was with fists, not words.

"Nonsense! When did I ever say I hated He Ming!"

Whether she said it or not, Chen Xuan naturally wouldn't admit it. Now that he had leverage over her, if things came to a head, she would be finished.

"No? Yesterday you said you wished you could kill him!"

Lu Chuan pressed.

"Shut up!"

Chen Xuan snapped angrily. She hadn't expected Lu Chuan to be so blind and relentlessly provoking her, even though she had tried to avoid conflict with He Ming. It was getting to the point where she couldn't take it anymore.

Immediately afterward, she turned to He Ming and whispered, "Don't listen to his nonsense. I never said anything like that!"

Seeing the usually aloof and arrogant Chen Xuan being so humble and subservient to He Ming, almost like she was begging, Lu Chuan was furious. He pointed at He Ming and said, "You've got guts, kid. Don't think that just because you've got connections with Mayor Chen, I won't dare to do anything to you. We'll see!"

"Whatever!"

He Ming, who hadn't spoken until now, dismissively uttered three words.

"Hmph!"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly, then glanced at Chen Xuan before turning and leaving. He probably couldn't understand why the two, who were originally at odds, had suddenly become harmonious.

Throughout the entire process, Chen Junyan, Xia Jingmei, and the others were drinking beverages and wine under a parasol not far away, so they didn't see anything.

"Now, the bride and groom are entering to toast the elders!"

A loud male voice rang out. He Ming looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome young man holding a megaphone under the arched flower gate in front of the red carpet. A middle-aged couple, probably in their fifties, were already sitting in the chairs next to him.

At the same time, the man surnamed Zheng pulled Liu Qinyue onto the red carpet and walked towards the front.

He Ming also stared at Liu Qinyue's figure and reflexively went over to them.

When the two reached the front, the man surnamed Zheng first took a glass of wine from the side and handed it to the middle-aged man sitting there, saying, "Dad, please have a drink!"

The middle-aged man's face was very unpleasant. He glanced at Zheng the Bald and refused to reach out.

"Hmph, how funny, the two of them could be brothers!"

He Ming clearly heard the disdainful voice of Chen, the school beauty, next to him. He understood that the middle-aged man and woman must be Liu Qinyue's parents. Because of their age, they could not possibly be the parents of the man surnamed Zheng.

He Ming was surprised to find only an elderly couple seated at the head of the table. It seemed highly likely that the parents of the man surnamed Zheng were no longer alive.

Upon reflection, the middle-aged man's behavior was understandable; it was truly shameful for his daughter to marry someone close to his own age.

Of course, He Ming now understood why the people in the first row on the other side of the church were dressed so simply—these two were among them, so they must be relatives of Liu Qinyue, suggesting her family wasn't wealthy.

The middle-aged woman looked somewhat embarrassed and nudged the middle-aged man.

A helpless expression appeared on the man's face as he reluctantly took the glass, downed it in one gulp as if in frustration, and then took a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to the bald man, Zheng.

"Dad, please drink!"

Next, Liu Qinyue offered a toast. Although the man looked displeased, she was, after all, his own daughter, and he didn't want to embarrass her too much. He took the glass, drank it in one gulp, and handed over the red envelope.

Then came the middle-aged woman, whose temperament was more gentle. She forced a smile and readily accepted the toasts from her daughter and son-in-law.

This was the final step of the wedding, and next, of course, was to fully enjoy the festive atmosphere. Su and Chen sat under a parasol, and Lü Zhenbing also joined them. As the saying goes, "birds of a feather flock together." Although they usually schemed against each other, at this moment, their statuses were not too different, and they were quite familiar with each other, so they had something in common.

Naturally, these three became the main targets of Zheng's flattery. At first, he would greet other guests, but later he simply sat down to keep them company. As the bride, the beautiful Liu naturally had to stay by her side. However, because there were other guests to attend to, she had to stand up, her delicate hands lifting her gorgeous skirt as she moved around, looking quite tired.

After a long while, Liu Qinyue seemed to find the wedding dress too inconvenient, so she changed into a light red cheongsam. It was festive but not gaudy. The fitted design accentuated her alluring curves: full breasts, a slender waist, and pert hips. From any angle, she had a perfect S-shape, making her figure incredibly sexy. In particular, the two high slits on the skirt opened and closed as she walked, revealing her beautiful legs clad in flesh-colored stockings. Her thighs were partially hidden, and the tops of her thighs were both concealed and exposed, making almost every man unable to resist fixing their eyes on them, hoping to catch a glimpse of the hidden spring light. Her slender and delicate body was already enchanting, and with the addition of high heels that were five inches high, she appeared even taller and more captivating, giving off an unapproachable feeling.

He Ming had originally intended to take the opportunity to strike up a conversation, but with so many people around and the bride being the center of attention, he knew he'd have to explain himself if he attracted the attention of acquaintances. Besides, this wasn't the right time for him to ask such questions, so he held back.

Time passed, and He Ming didn't find any opportunity to be alone with Liu Qinyue. Around 5 PM, the banquet officially began. Two large trucks pulled up to the door, one carrying tables and chairs, the other carrying a sumptuous spread of dishes—all takeout orders.

The staff were very efficient; in just over ten minutes, dozens of tables laden with food were set out.

The three bigwigs from Jiangzhou City were invited by the man surnamed Zheng to a table, and He Ming, as family, naturally joined them. At the banquet, Xia Jingmei kept serving him food, which touched him deeply.

In a bad mood, He Ming had little appetite, and the resentful glares from Lü Chuan at his table only added to his irritation. If it weren't for the current situation, he would have already punched her.

Sitting at the same table with He Ming, the beautiful Liu became increasingly uncomfortable, her gaze darting around, avoiding eye contact. Fortunately, she quickly rose to her feet, as the bride, alongside Zheng the Bald, to toast the guests at other tables.

After a round of toasts, the two returned to the table. Zheng's face turned a purplish-red, but he seemed to be in a good mood, making no attempt to stop, accepting every toast offered.

"Hey, Zheng, you should drink less. Let the best man share the burden, otherwise, if you get drunk, you'll neglect the bride tonight!"

Lu Zhenbing teased.

"It's fine, I can hold my liquor,"

Zheng said nonchalantly.

"The best-drinkers are completely out of it, then Liu Qinyue won't be ruined!"

He Ming cursed inwardly.

And indeed, after more than two hours, as the guests gradually left, Zheng finally succumbed to the effects of the alcohol, his speech becoming slurred. Some suggested he stop drinking, but to no avail.

Another hour passed, and it was around eight o'clock. The sky was gradually darkening, and the man surnamed Zheng finally couldn't hold on any longer. He couldn't even hold his cup properly, and it kept slipping off the table. So, he was helped into the villa to rest.

The bride, Liu Qinyue, followed him in.

"Hmph!"

He Ming couldn't help but sneer. He was quite pleased with this!

Chapter 078 Your Wedding, My Bride (Part 5)

"Xiao Ming, let's go!"

After the bride and groom left, Chen Junyan stood up to say goodbye to the people at the table, and Xia Jingmei also called out to He Ming.

"You guys go back first, I'll come back after playing for a while!"

He Ming naturally didn't want to leave like this.

"Okay then, but remember not to stay out too late. It's more than an hour's drive from here to Taoyuan District!"

Xia Jingmei instructed worriedly, but Chen Junyan didn't say anything.

"Okay!"

He Ming nodded in response, and then watched his adoptive parents leave.

Next, Chen Xuan and her daughter, Su Xue and her father, and Lü Chuan and his son also left one after another. As a result, no one present recognized He Ming.

Of course, the absence of acquaintances was exactly what He Ming wanted; he didn't need to worry about anything. After all, he and Liu Qinyue were almost twice the age difference, and no matter how he tried to strike up a conversation, probably no one would think of anything in that direction.

After a while, Liu Qinyue came out again to greet the remaining guests. He Ming seized the opportunity, walked up to her, and said, "I have something to tell you!"

Liu Qinyue was clearly less composed than He Ming, nervously looking around, and said, "Can we talk about it when there are fewer people?"

Clearly, the beautiful Liu had already guessed that what He Ming was talking about was definitely not something aboveboard.

"Alright!"

He Ming reluctantly nodded.

As the number of guests dwindled, Liu Qinyue seemed to feel that she no longer needed to greet them, so she went back into the villa and didn't come out again.

"Master of Ceremonies, has the wedding night revelry begun?"

Around nine o'clock, most of the guests had left, and people began to inquire.

"I'm sorry everyone, the groom has had too much to drink, so the wedding night festivities will have to be canceled!"

the emcee replied apologetically.

With a series of disappointed sighs, the few remaining guests gradually stood up and left.

His phone rang. He took it out and saw it was Xia Jingmei calling. He answered, and unsurprisingly, she was asking if he had a taxi home.

He Ming gave a few perfunctory replies, hung up, and stood up, walking towards the villa. In this kind of public place, it wasn't a big deal for an outsider to enter the host family's house. Besides, he could use the wedding night festivities as a shield. Even if someone discovered he was in the newlyweds' bedroom, so what? He could just pretend he hadn't heard the emcee's words!

He Ming entered the villa and found it to be quite spacious. He had to search room by room. Sure enough, despite a few people who appeared to be waiters constantly going in and out, no one questioned him. There were five or six

rooms on the first floor, none of them locked. He Ming checked them all but couldn't find Liu Qinyue, so he went upstairs.

The layout upstairs was similar to the villas in Taoyuan District: a corridor with about ten rooms on either side, all decorated with the character "囍" (double happiness) to enhance the festive atmosphere.

The noise reached He Ming's ears. He followed the sound to a room and looked inside. The room was decorated very festively, with crooked "囍" characters everywhere. A large bed stood in the center, where the man surnamed Zheng was sleeping like a log. Liu Qinyue sat quietly by the bed, her expression unreadable.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Zheng is so drunk tonight, looks like he'll be neglecting you!"

"Yeah, I told him to drink less, and look, he's passed out!"

"Should we stay and keep you company?"

Three or four people in formal attire were around the large bed, constantly joking around.

Liu Qinyue forced a perfunctory smile in response.

He Ming wanted to go in, but then he thought that it would be a bit awkward for a teenager to suddenly barge in, and Xia wasn't the right person to speak in this situation, so he had to retreat.

Stepping out of the villa again, He Ming sat quietly in the courtyard. There were only a few guests left now, including Liu Qinyue's relatives and friends.

He Ming waited impatiently for more than ten minutes, and finally saw the people who had been in Liu Qinyue's room come out, so he stood up and went back into the villa.

Returning to the room, He Ming looked inside and, as expected, saw only Liu Qinyue besides the "dead pig" (referring to Zheng, a bald man sleeping soundly). She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, seemingly lost in thought. The high slit of her cheongsam skirt widened with her posture, completely revealing her long, shapely legs in stockings, and even the faint outline of her plump, pert buttocks.

He Ming walked straight in and closed the door behind him. He absolutely couldn't let anyone overhear what he was about to discuss with Liu Qinyue.

Liu Qinyue looked up, and when she recognized He Ming, a barely perceptible look of panic crossed her pretty face.

He Ming didn't speak, only silently watching the bald man, Zheng, sleeping like a log on the bed. He now felt a real urge to kill. He

had originally thought that sending the intimate photos to this Zheng would not only get him twenty million but also force him to leave Liu Qinyue.

But who knew that this old bastard would stoop so low, abandoning his wife and children to marry a "mistress," directly stealing one of his planned wives.

“Just tell me what you want to say!”

Liu Qinyue couldn’t stand the heavy atmosphere and spoke first.

“I want to know if you really like this old man?”

He Ming deliberately emphasized the word “old man.”

“Does that matter?”

Liu Qinyue smiled helplessly and asked back.

He Ming was stunned for a moment and said, “Are you willing to be with me? I promise to marry you!”

Liu Qinyue’s body trembled, and a hint of emotion flashed across her pretty face. A misty light appeared in her bright phoenix eyes, but she quickly recovered and asked, “You’ll marry me? We’re so far apart in age, will your parents agree?”

“Don’t worry, I can make my own decisions!”

He Ming said firmly. He could completely ignore Chen Junyan now. If things didn’t work out, he could simply go back to the orphanage. In this society, money could buy everything. He now had more than ten million yuan. Did he still need to worry about his future? As for Xia Jingmei, he had never considered her as his mother, but in his heart, he had also designated her as one of his future wives.

Liu Qinyue was clearly taken aback by He Ming's resolute expression, but she still smiled calmly and said, "Even if you can marry me, when do you plan to marry me? Three years later? Five years later? Or ten years later? I'm almost thirty now, youth has faded, beauty will wither, I can't wait!"

He Ming was stunned. He really couldn't give Liu Qinyue a specific answer. It wasn't a matter of age, but rather that he didn't want to give up a whole forest for a single grass!

"Forget it, go back. Don't come looking for me again. You have your life, and I have my family. Let's forget about the past!"

Liu Qinyue's expression turned indifferent as she glanced at Zheng the Bald on the bed.

"Am I really destined to give her up like this?"

He Ming was very unwilling. His eyes lingered on the alluring body he had explored many times before. The thought that such a beauty would belong to someone else in the future filled him with desire mixed with anger. He couldn't care less about anything else, so he went over, grabbed the beautiful Liu, and leaned in to kiss her.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Liu Qinyue exclaimed in surprise, struggling desperately.

He Ming paid no heed, tightly embracing her curvaceous body and beginning to grope her. After

struggling for a moment to no avail, Liu Qinyue unexpectedly calmed down, instead wrapping her arms around He Ming's neck and responding passionately.

He Ming found it a bit strange, but how could he refuse such a delicious meal delivered to his door? Wouldn't that make him a paragon of virtue?

Zheng the Bald Man lay on the bed, breathing heavily. He never dreamed that in his own new room, a young man was fulfilling his duties.

He Ming kissed her luscious red lips passionately, thrusting his tongue inside and swirling it wildly, while one hand rested on her slender waist, rubbing it up and down through her cheongsam.

"Mmm..."

The beautiful Liu Qinyue occasionally caught a breath, letting out involuntary moans.

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Chapter 078 Your Wedding, My Bride (Part 5) 2

He Ming's tongue crossed the soft, moist lips, passed over the clean, white teeth, and entered the mouth of the beautiful Liu, stirring greedily. The beautiful bride responded passionately, their tongues gently intertwining, each greedily sucking the fragrant saliva from the other's mouth.

He Ming released the bright red cherry lips, kissed the smooth, pretty face lightly for a moment, and then gently took one of the crystal earlobes adorned with an earring into his mouth.

"Hmm... Ah..."

Liu Qinyue immediately trembled all over, her heart tingling, a jolt of electric pleasure spreading deep into her body. She began to murmur moans: "Oh--so itchy--so comfortable!"

He Ming's tongue left the beautiful Liu's pretty face and traveled downwards, gently kissing her snow-white neck. One of his hands, which was wrapped around her slender waist, slid down, kneading her plump buttocks through her cheongsam. It was a simultaneous attack from above and below, using both mouth and hands.

Liu Qinyue responded, reaching out a small hand and gently stroking He Ming's penis through his pants.

He Ming's hand, which had been caressing her shapely buttocks, slid down, slipping inside the high slit of her skirt and moving up and down her long, sexy legs in stockings. His mouth continued its work, forcefully lifting Liu Qinyue's chin with his cheek and repeatedly kissing her snow-white neck.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Liu Qinyue's breathing grew heavier, occasionally glancing at her newlywed husband sleeping soundly on the bed.

He Ming's hand, which had been resting on her jade-like thigh, gradually slid upwards, eventually reaching the woman's private parts. Through her pantyhose, he gently rubbed the small, protruding mounds, focusing particularly on the clitoris.

"Ugh...ah..."

The beautiful Liu finally couldn't help but moan, a flush of desire rising on her pretty face. Her hand, which had been caressing He Ming's penis, unconsciously went limp.

He Ming began to unbutton the pale red cheongsam, but was stopped by a small hand.

"Ming, not here, okay? What if he sees?"

Liu Qinyue glanced at the dead pig on the bed, saying worriedly.

"Don't worry, that fat pig is already as drunk as a corpse. Even a thunderclap wouldn't wake him. Besides, even if he sees, so what? If he doesn't want you, I'll take you!"

He Ming was telling the truth, but his most important purpose was revenge; he wanted to have sex with his newlywed bride in front of this Zheng man.

Liu Qinyue looked moved, her small hand moving aside, appearing ready to be taken.

He Ming slowly began to unbutton the cheongsam from the chest. One by one, the pale pink buttons fell away under his hands, slowly revealing her snow-white upper body and a milky-white lace bra.

Liu Qinyue's eyes were languid, her pretty face flushed pink with desire and shyness, and she awkwardly turned to the side.

He Ming reached out and slipped his hand inside the unbuttoned collar, kneading her firm breasts beneath the white bra. The soft, full flesh changed shape with each movement, sometimes overflowing the lace.

Liu Qinyue's face flushed with desire, her delicate hands gripping He Ming's shoulders for support, her body swaying precariously.

He Ming bent down and embraced Liu Qinyue's body, sitting down on the only chair nearby. He didn't go directly to the bed, not wanting to wake the idiot. Although he wasn't afraid, it would still cause trouble, and besides, it would spoil their romance.

Knowing she was about to receive her lover's tender caresses, the beautiful Liu shyly nestled into his arms, her soft, boneless body pressed tightly against his strong chest, leaving only the back of her head exposed.

He Ming glanced at the lifeless man on the bed, a lewd smile gradually spreading across his youthful yet handsome face. He reached his strong, powerful arms under Liu's armpits and gently lifted her, adjusting her position.

Now, beneath the slit of her elegant pale red cheongsam, Liu's long, sexy legs, clad in flesh-colored sheer stockings, were spread wide as she straddled He Ming's lap. Her full, shapely breasts, encased in the cheongsam, pressed against his chest, her noble and aloof face facing him.

Just moments before, in the instant the hem of her cheongsam parted, He Ming had glimpsed the white panties hidden beneath the flesh-colored sheer stockings, causing his penis to swell instantly.

He Ming gently stroked Liu Qinyue's snow-white thighs, encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings, his eyes filled with lust as he stared at the small white panties that peeked out with each movement, fantasizing about what would happen later…

The intense stimulation caused Liu Qinyue's delicate body to involuntarily arch backward, her beautiful, swan-like neck completely exposed to He Ming's lustful gaze. This also accentuated her high, full breasts, making them appear exceptionally alluring. A seductive low moan escaped her lightly lip-painted, sexy lips.

He Ming slipped two fingers between her jade-like legs, rubbing her soft private parts through the stockings and panties.

Liu Qinyue was instantly struck dumb, all her strength drained away. Her supple waist could no longer support her body, and she had to straighten up again to embrace He Ming.

Although He Ming desperately wanted to lift Liu's skirt and pull down her white panties to see her alluring mons pubis, he knew this had to be done slowly, for it would be more romantic.

Despite the intense desire burning within him, He Ming forced himself to suppress his impulse, slowly reaching inside Liu's collar to pull out her arms, then pulling her cheongsam down to her waist.

This instantly revealed Liu's snow-white upper body, and her milky-white bra further fueled the man's suppressed desire. He reached out and gently caressed it, inhaling the fragrant scent emanating from it.

Seeing the young man so intently caressing her high, full breasts, Liu Qinyue felt both happy and shy. A tingling sensation made her feel weak all over, and she leaned limply against his strong embrace, enjoying the feeling of his caresses.

He Ming gradually became unsatisfied with this superficial touch. He reached behind him and gently unhooked the back of her bra, then slowly pulled it down. A pair of dazzling, snow-white breasts appeared before him, their delicate pink nipples symbolizing a woman's youth.

Liu Qinyue's breasts were high and full, too large for an ordinary person to grasp with one hand, and they emitted a rich, sweet fragrance that He Ming found irresistible.

The cool sensation against her chest made Liu Qinyue realize that she was now completely naked, and a blush instantly appeared on her face, making her look stunning.

He Ming's lips slowly approached the two snow-white peaks, kissing the full, perky breasts. The tender, bright red nipples were immediately taken into his mouth, licking and sucking them vigorously like a mother nursing. While licking and kissing, his hands were not idle; one hand rested on the other snow-white breast, gently kneading it.

Waves of pleasure from her chest spread throughout Liu Qinyue's body, causing her initially soft moans to gradually rise, her face becoming even more flushed.

Although her sexy white lace panties were covered by flesh-colored stockings, the abundant juices still seeped through, leaving a wet patch. Drops of milky white juice slid down the stockings as her legs opened, dripping onto the ground with a soft sound, leaving a trail of erotic wetness.

He Ming's other hand, following the caresses of Liu Qinyue's body, gradually moved towards her lower body, the jade-like legs encased in transparent flesh-colored stockings truly making his mouth water!

He Ming's caresses and teasing caused Liu Qinyue to close her eyes, tilt her head back, and breathe rapidly. Her snow-white hands tightly embraced his head, bringing his lips closer to her itchy breasts. He sucked on her bright red nipples, and the rapid thrusts almost made her lose her mind, but she still tried her best to suppress the increasingly loud moans.

After caressing Liu Qinyue's snow-white and full body for a while, He Ming's lewd hand left her body and slipped under the slit of her cheongsam, caressing her snow-white thighs covered with sheer stockings.

The friction between her delicate skin and his rough palms brought waves of pleasure to the beautiful Liu Qinyue, and even He Ming felt the same stimulation and excitement, his sexual desire growing stronger.

After caressing Liu Qinyue's snow-white thighs for a while, even through a thin layer of transparent stockings, He Ming could still feel the elasticity of her skin. It was so soft and comfortable that he was reluctant to leave after caressing it.

Slowly moving forward, He Ming suddenly felt something wet on his hand. He took it out and immediately knew what it was. A lewd smile instantly appeared on his face. Looking up, he saw Liu Qinyue with her head tilted back and her beautiful eyes tightly closed. Her dignified and charming face was flushed, and her eyebrows and eyes revealed a strong sense of seduction and lust. Her sexy red lips, painted with lipstick, were panting rapidly. That lewd expression gave him an unprecedentedly strong sense of stimulation and excitement!

As if sensing He Ming's burning gaze, Liu Qinyue opened her eyes and looked in the direction from which the gaze came. She saw the young man looking at her with a lewd smile. She immediately remembered her lewd appearance just now, and her already red face turned even redder.

He Ming withdrew his lewd hand, which was covered in milky white fluid, and took a deep sniff. A fragrant and alluring scent immediately filled his nostrils, instantly arousing his lust.

"Little Yueyue, smell it, doesn't it smell good?"

He Ming asked with a wicked grin, placing his hand, still covered in milky white fluid, on the beautiful Liu's delicate nose.

"You little devil, you're so naughty, it's disgusting!"

Liu Qinyue raised her head, frowning.

"What little devil? Did you forget what you promised to call me?"

He Ming was furious and embarrassed. He stretched out his hands and tore a large hole in the alluring flesh-colored transparent stockings between Liu's legs with a "rip

," his fingers reaching outside her snow-white panties. Drops of fluid oozed out, covering his hands. "You little rascal, how could you tear my stockings?"

Liu Qinyue said angrily, her face flushed with embarrassment.

“How can I teach you a lesson if I don’t tear it?”

He Ming leered, slipping one hand inside the torn stockings and placing it on the snow-white panties, teasing the pink, ripe mounds behind.

After teasing for a while, He Ming held his hand, covered in semen, in front of the beautiful Liu and leered, “Look what this is?”

Hearing He Ming’s words, Liu Qinyue opened her eyes, which had been half-closed with passion. What she saw was something covered in milky white liquid, and the strange smell made her immediately know what it was. Her face flushed red, and she hit his chest shyly, saying, “You little rascal, I really won’t talk to you anymore.”

“Good Yue’er, don’t be angry. Your husband is just showing you, not asking you to do anything.”

“Pah, whose husband are you?”

Liu Qinyue said coquettishly.

“Of course, I’m Yue’er’s husband!”

He Ming teased.

A look of happiness appeared on the beautiful Liu’s face, her coquettish and reproachful appearance was truly alluring.

Consumed by lust, He Ming disregarded everything else and slowly lifted the beautiful Liu's body, placing her on the large double bed next to the dead pig.

Glancing at her drunken husband beside her, Liu Qinyue seemed equally aroused, instantly overcome with shame and quickly covering her cheeks with her small hands.

Seeing her blushing face, panting heavily, and her breasts heaving rapidly, a lewd grin appeared on He Ming's youthful and handsome face.

"Little Yue'er, let me see your beautiful little feet,"

He Ming said, and without waiting for Liu's reaction, he removed her high heels.

Suddenly, a pair of clean, beautiful, and soft feet were revealed before He Ming's eyes: beneath semi-transparent flesh-colored stockings, pink soles gleamed with a glistening, smooth luster; five slender toes were neatly clustered together, slightly tapering inwards to form an adorable shallow indentation in the center of the sole; the fine, soft gaps between the toes, formed by the contraction of the five rosy, tender toe pads, created four gently curving, graceful red lines. The tender, pale pink flesh of the toes resembled fresh flower buds, ready to bloom, exquisitely beautiful. Smooth, rounded ankles; delicate, white, and translucent insteps; silky, soft insteps—all combined to form a pair of perfectly formed, naturally beautiful feet.

The subtle veins on the delicate skin of the woman's feet were clearly visible, gleaming in the eyes of the lecherous beast. Her delicate, smooth soles appeared exceptionally supple, the cleanliness of her toes and the softness of her skin even more alluring. Five exquisitely white toes, like silk threads, nestled neatly between her fragrant crevices, tempting one to cup them in one's hands and kiss their delicate beauty. The pale white lunulae were faintly visible, and her jade-like toenails, light and delicate, stood upright. Her rounded toes resembled five curled-up rabbits, seemingly both flustered and delighted, possessing a shy and charming allure. Her soft, white, and rosy soles were like supple silk, her arched, translucent insteps like sunken dimples, and her jade-like, pink heels, with their rosy hue and subtle contours, evoked tenderness and affection, making one reluctant to let go.

Furthermore, the beautiful Liu's slender feet exuded a warm aura, a light body odor mingling with the scent of her stockings and high heels, warm and fragrant.

He Ming slowly moved closer to the beautiful Liu's delicate feet. The fragrance grew even stronger. He reached out and grasped her slender, jade-like feet, as if admiring and playing with a finely crafted work of art. He carefully and gently stroked, caressed, and played with her fragrant toes, feeling the warmth and fragrance of jade against his skin—it was indescribably wonderful.

Next, He Ming slightly lifted one of her feet and rubbed his face against her toes and instep. The smooth, slightly cool skin aroused his lust. Through the stockings, he gently kissed her delicate, fragrant instep. After a while, he gently extended his tongue and licked Liu's toes, then gently sucked on each glistening toe… Gradually, his tongue followed the slightly curved arch of her foot, licking her smooth, jade-like ankle, leaving mottled wet stains on the stockings with his saliva.

Under He Ming's relentless licking and kissing, the wetness spread, soon reaching the soft soles of Liu Qinyue's feet, still carrying a hint of sweat.

With a slight exertion of his tongue, He Ming could feel the elasticity, fleshiness, and smooth, fragrant texture of her soles through the stockings, making his enormous penis hard as iron, erect and bulging.

For Liu Qinyue, this special caressing method, while possessing a unique stimulation and emotion, caused a thin layer of fragrant sweat to appear on her smooth forehead, her delicate cheeks to flush red, and her mind to go completely blank. Liu Qinyue

lay limply on the large bed, her jade-like feet held in He Ming's hands as he jumped onto the bed. One foot was placed on her shoulder, and the other was pressed against her crotch, his hands constantly kneading her soft calf through the stockings.

"Ah... Brother Ming... my good brother... your little brother down there

is so big!" Liu Qinyue clearly felt the python between He Ming's legs, so hard and huge.

Liu Qinyue was overcome with shyness and wanted to pull back, but her sensitive body was completely unaffected by the shameless and lewd hands and lips of the young man. Waves of tingling sensations, like electric currents, surged through her, consuming her wavering will and reason.

After an unknown amount of time, He Ming licked and smelled Liu Qinyue's snow-white feet and ankles for a while, caressing them before finally letting go. Then, his hands slowly moved upwards along her jade-like legs, the soft sensation making him reluctant to release her feet.

He Ming lifted Liu Qinyue's beautiful legs and placed them on his shoulders, revealing her snow-white panties.

The enticing fragrance drew He Ming in, and he slowly lowered his head between her long, slender legs. The erotic scent emanating from her honeyed opening captivated him, and he lightly licked the damp stockings with his tongue.

Then, his hands slowly climbed up, placing them on Liu Qinyue's slender waist, and slowly pulled down her transparent pantyhose, followed by her white lace panties, revealing her dark pubic hair to him.

The coolness beneath her made Liu Qinyue immediately realize that her panties had been removed. Even though she had experienced ecstasy several times before, she reflexively covered her voluptuous opening with her hands to prevent He Ming from seeing. He Ming

gently removed her soft, delicate hands, lowered his head, and slowly approached her dark pubic hair, burying his face between her legs. He then extended his tongue and began to lick the clitoris of her tender, red vulva, sucking the milky white, fragrant juices that gushed from it.

He Ming's licking immediately made Liu Qinyue feel weak all over, and a torrent of milky white juices gushed out. The intense stimulation made her moans gradually rise, and her hands began to unconsciously caress her snow-white breasts...

He Ming continuously swallowed the milky white fluid gushing from Liu Qinyue's tender, red vulva, savoring its taste. His hands caressed her snow-white thighs, appreciating the pleasure derived from her soft skin.

"Ah!"

The intense stimulation finally caused Liu Qinyue to climax. Her tender, red vulva pulsed, and a stream of milky white liquid spurted out.

Although He Ming's mouth blocked the opening, some milky white fluid still dripped from his side, staining his trousers.

With his mouth full of the fluid gushing from Liu Qinyue's vulva, He Ming emerged from under her cheongsam, leaned over her, and kissed her lipstick-covered, sexy red lips.

In that instant of kissing, Liu Qinyue immediately felt something being transferred into He Ming's mouth. Before she could even recall what it was, she had unconsciously swallowed the liquid under the young man's teasing, until they were both breathless from the kiss.

"You little rascal, what did you give me to drink? It tastes so strange."

Liu Qinyue finally managed to get rid of that big mouth and asked suspiciously.

He Ming glanced at her with a lewd smile and whispered in her ear, "What I gave you to drink just now was the honey that came out of your body."

"Ah!"

Hearing He Ming's words, Liu Qinyue was startled and couldn't help but gag a few times. At the same time, she was both ashamed and angry, her face turning as red as could be. Although she was very angry and furious, seeing the little man's happy face, her anger slowly disappeared with his smile.

"Never mind, as long as you're happy and joyful, I'll agree to whatever you want tonight."

Liu Qinyue's words moved He Ming deeply. He hugged her delicate body tightly, savoring the exhaustion and satisfaction after sex.

After hugging for a while, the two came to their senses and saw Liu Qinyue's pair of snow-white breasts. He Ming's hands began to wander again, and a lewd smile gradually appeared on his face.

He quickly stripped the beautiful Liu of her clothes, revealing her flawless body. Then, he lifted her long, slender, white legs, thrusting his massive penis forward towards her vagina.

A soft "plop!"

echoed as their genitals made contact.

"Ah...it hurts...little brother...you...be gentle...oh...oh..."

Liu Qinyue's vagina shuddered as his large penis filled her. She closed her eyes, furrowed her brows, and clenched her teeth, letting out a soft moan: "Wow...oh...your little brother...is too...big...ah...ah..."

He Ming felt his glans being tightly gripped by her vulva. The incredibly tender vagina was so alluring. Now, his penis was fully inserted. He hugged Liu's legs tightly, slowly thrusting his hips forward until his penis was fully inserted, hitting her cervix. Then he slowly pumped in and out, the soft clitoris trembling from the impact.

Liu Qinyue gripped the sheets, moaning. Her seductive cries, tinged with a hint of oppression, created a unique visual stimulation.

Hearing Liu Qinyue's soft moans of pleasure, He Ming looked up at her half-closed eyes and alluring smile, her intoxicated and wanton appearance utterly captivating. He couldn't resist grabbing her left big toe and sucking and licking it… His

large penis, inserted into her wet, tender vagina, the glans deeply pressed against her clitoris, began to rotate and rub.

Liu Qinyue's desire surged again from his teasing, especially the cervix deep within her labia, rubbed by the large glans, causing an indescribable itching sensation throughout her vagina.

"Mmm… little husband… my vagina is so itchy… hurry… hurry, use your big cock… to give me… comfort… hurry… hum… hurry… I… I want your extra-large cock…"

Her whole body ached with itchiness, her cries, driven by her desire, were utterly unrestrained.

However, such vulgar language from such a beautiful woman was incredibly stimulating to He Ming's ears.

He Ming's face showed a smug look. His energy surged, and his throbbing penis became even harder. He began to thrust wildly, each stroke hitting her very core.

Liu Qinyue's tight vagina contained his large penis, and she swayed her slender waist in rhythm with the thrusts, her large buttocks moving gracefully to meet his.

"Mmm...mmm...it's so beautiful...good...so good...dear brother...I want to call you dear brother...oh...your big penis...makes me...mmm...it's so beautiful...uh..."

"Ouch...mmm...good brother...harder...fuck me harder...ahh...it's so beautiful...oh...it's so sore...mmm...I'm so happy..."

He Ming felt his heart pounding. The enchanting moans made him feel hot all over. He hugged her legs and sucked on her toes, his thrusts becoming even faster.

Liu Qinyue felt incredibly comfortable, especially with the thick penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, making her feel exceptionally full and pleasurable. Her hair was disheveled, her arms tightly wrapped around the young man, her face flushed with desire, her teeth clenched, her waist twisting violently, her buttocks bobbing high, making her wet vulva even more prominent. The lustful fluids from her vaginal opening gushed out like a spring, soaking He Ming's large penis and making him feel extremely comfortable.

He Ming thrust even more frantically, his penis pounding wildly in and out of her vagina, the large glans rubbing against Liu Qinyue's clitoris until it felt numb and tingling.

“Oh…my little hole…ah…my whole body is so…soft…oh…oh…numb…ouch…water is flowing out…mmm…dear brother…your big cock…you really know how to…insert…it feels so good…ah…ah…”

He Ming saw that her vaginal fluids were flowing more and more, and her vagina was even more moist and warm. So, without any tenderness, he thrust his penis into her little hole like a pile driver.

“Ah…ah…Little Yue’er…your little…slutty hole…is so beautiful…so tight…so wet…it feels so good to fuck with your big cock…”

Liu Qinyue had reached the peak of sexual desire, and her little mouth was panting lightly: “Mmm…mmm…it feels so good…it feels so good…harder…mmm…dear brother…I love your…big meat stick…mmm…it feels so good to my little slutty hole…”

He Ming felt a tingling sensation in his perineum, obviously he had reached the final moment, and his meat stick was pounding wildly into Xiao Ru’s juicy little hole, and the two thick labia minora were being pounded wildly.

Liu Qinyue's buttocks gently rose to meet his thrusts. Her vulva flowed with lustful fluids, and the large glans moved in and out with a "sizzle! sizzle!" sound.

The two were entwined in passion, their penises and vulvas swaying and rising in close rhythm, a scene of boundless spring. There were no moral concerns whatsoever, only the pure joy of love, a passionate and unrestrained act of intercourse.

"Ah...ah...dear brother...um...faster...my pussy...it feels so good...uh...I'm about to go to heaven...um...flat...hurry up and penetrate me...fuck my pussy to death...faster..."

Hearing her moans, He Ming's lust intensified. He lowered her legs and pressed himself against her perfect body, his hands pressing tightly against her swollen breasts, kneading and squeezing them relentlessly. He took a breath and thrust forcefully...

Liu Qinyue held his buttocks with both hands, pressing them down hard, her legs raised high, kicking wildly, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards to meet his thrusts. Her movements were intense, her face showing a blissful, ecstatic expression. She moaned, "Ah...little husband...your big cock...big cock...so good...uh...fuck my pussy to death...uh...so good...so good...uh..."

"Oh...I...have never...felt so good...oh...oh...I'm going to die...I can't hold back...I can't hold back...anymore..."

"Ah...ah..."

Liu Qinyue shook her plump, round buttocks desperately, her clitoris unable to contain its pleasure, and her vaginal fluid gushed out from her uterus.

Her final, desperate struggle gave He Ming an indescribable pleasure. His large penis felt as if it were tightly gripped by her pink vagina, her clitoris like a small mouth gently biting and sucking at the glans. He couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure coursing through his body, and with all his might, he thrust his penis

in and out a few more times… Just as his penis was about to ejaculate, he pulled it out, leaped onto Liu Qinyue, and aimed the glans at her small mouth, inserting it inside. The beautiful Liu Qinyue, after her orgasm, closed her eyes slightly, her breath sweet and fragrant, her mind blank, and reflexively sucked a few times.

He Ming's penis throbbed in her red mouth, and semen gushed out like a fountain from the urethral opening. In the blink of an eye, Liu Qinyue's mouth was filled with semen, and she instinctively swallowed a mouthful, knowing it was semen, but willingly swallowing it.

He Ming leaned down and kissed her luscious red lips. The taste of semen quickly spread in their mouths, their tongues entwining.

After resting for a while, He Ming got up and put on his clothes.

"Stay here tonight, I'll arrange a room for you!"

Liu Qinyue said seductively, her pretty face still flushed.

"No, my Aunt Xia will worry!"

He Ming hurriedly put on his clothes.

"Remember what I told you, this is the last time. Don't come looking for me again. Everyone has their own life."

As He Ming turned to leave, he heard Liu Qinyue's clear but somewhat cold and ruthless voice.

Chapter 79: Battle of Life and Death

He Ming came out of the villa at nearly eleven o'clock. Because it was located in the suburbs, there were few pedestrians, making it seem rather deserted. Even though it was a city that never sleeps, there were no taxis on the road.

He Ming was somewhat depressed. If it weren't for not wanting his beautiful foster mother to worry, he really wouldn't want to go back. As long as he wasn't discovered by that Zheng guy, spending the night here was indeed something to look forward to. He had just had another passionate encounter with the beautiful Liu, once again tasting the pleasures of ecstasy. He had already decided that no matter what, he would take her back and make her willingly follow him.

Unintentionally, He Ming heard a faint sound of footsteps. Looking around, he found three people standing not far away, as if they had appeared out of thin air. Judging from their figures, they were all young men in their twenties, one tall and two short. The tall one was about 1.9 meters tall and quite muscular, while the two shorter ones had dyed hair, one blond and one red.

A sense of vigilance rose in He Ming's heart. These men looked like typical thugs. It was so late, and there was no one around. Who knew what kind of robbery or murder they might commit?

The three men drew closer, their expressions calm, but He Ming remained cautious. He could now clearly see their faces. The taller one had rugged features, was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, his hands behind his back.

The other two looked to be around twenty, remarkably similar, like twins. One had dyed red hair, the other blond, both wearing jackets, which looked somewhat out of place in the weather.

Although He Ming was keeping a close eye on them, he didn't stare. The three men were behind him, in his blind spot, so he couldn't turn around to look. Otherwise, he might easily provoke trouble.

Just then, He Ming vaguely sensed that the footsteps behind him had stopped. Already on guard, he slightly turned to check behind him.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind blew, and a watermelon knife, gleaming coldly in the dim light, grazed He Ming's nose. Unexpectedly, this slight movement saved him from a fatal blow.

Before He Ming could even see his attacker clearly, another identical watermelon knife was already slashing towards him.

There was no time to dodge; He Ming instinctively raised his hands, then clasped them together, instantly trapping the incoming knife between his palms without a scratch. He was even surprised at his own precision.

In that brief moment, He Ming saw clearly that his attackers were the two extremely similar-looking young men, one red-haired and the other blond.

The one whose knife he had blocked was the blond youth, while the red-haired youth was withdrawing his knife; he had been the one who had launched the attack.

The blond youth, his weapon blocked by He Ming's palms, desperately tried to pull back, but couldn't break free.

Of course, this was entirely because He Ming was holding the knife tightly, determined to disarm him and not allow him to wield the sharp weapon freely again.

However, before He Ming could even try to dodge, the red-haired youth reacted quickly, his gleaming weapon slashing towards him again.

In this dangerous moment, He Ming was unwilling to let go easily. He forcefully pulled the blond youth to the side, intending to use him as a shield.

The blond youth, caught completely off guard, stumbled forward a small step.

This small step, however, allowed him to barely block half of his body in front of He Ming. The red-haired youth didn't have time to retract his knife, and by the time he instinctively tried to stop, a scream rang out.

The blond youth's right arm was stabbed, blood splattering, and he released his grip on the knife.

The red-haired youth, having accidentally injured his companion, was momentarily stunned.

Although He Ming already had a weapon, he didn't intend to fight head-on. However, he had no time to run. The burly youth standing behind him pulled out his concealed hands from behind, revealing a four- or five-foot-long steel rod. He rushed forward and delivered a powerful downward blow.

He Ming naturally dared not take the blow directly and could only sidestep, only to be met with a swift horizontal sweep from the burly youth.

The saying goes, "An inch longer, an inch stronger." Although He Ming had a knife, he had no chance to retaliate, so he could only retreat continuously. Of course, he dared not turn and run away, because the burly young man was closing in on him. If he did, it would be tantamount to exposing his defenseless back to the blows.

As He Ming retreated, he suddenly felt his heel trip on something, and he lost his balance, falling backward. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his feet and realized that, unable to see what was behind him, he had tripped over a cement basket at the base of a tree on the sidewalk.

The burly young man was not about to let the opportunity slip by. He took a big step forward and slammed the steel bar down on He Ming again.

He Ming braced himself with his left hand, rolling to the left, barely avoiding the steel bar that whistled through the air.

"Bang!"

The steel bar missed by a hair's breadth, striking him a few dozen centimeters behind him, scattering sparks.

Before He Ming could get up, the red-clad youth had already reacted, rushing forward and delivering a powerful chop to him.

In a panic, He Ming raised his right hand, his sword thrusting upwards to meet the attack.

"Clang!"

The two swords clashed, producing a metallic clang. Having missed its mark, the red-haired youth had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Before He Ming could even catch his breath, the burly youth, whose attack had missed earlier, charged forward, his long staff slamming down on He Ming with the force of a thunderbolt.

Although He Ming had managed to dodge with a quick somersault, he was now pressed against the greenbelt wall by the street, with no way to escape.

His life hanging by a thread, He Ming braced his right hand against the wall, his entire body not retreating but advancing, swiftly rolling to where the burly man stood, his feet colliding with his.

"Swoosh!"

The watermelon knife, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, struck him just a few centimeters behind him. Avoiding it in such a confined space was incredibly lucky; the angle resembled the "triangle of life" often recommended for earthquake cover!

The burly man realized his target was now right next to his feet and tried to retreat.

He Ming wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. His right hand flashed the sharp weapon across the man's calf.

"Ah..."

the burly man groaned in pain, his long stick falling limply to his side as he instantly bent down to clutch his bleeding leg.

The red-haired youth had already closed in again, bending down to strike He Ming, who lay on the ground, with another blow.

He Ming had no choice but to raise his knife again, but this time he wasn't going to let the red-haired youth escape unscathed. His left hand swiftly reached out and grabbed the youth's wrist, while simultaneously raising the watermelon knife in his right hand and slashing it down on the youth's arm.

"Ah..."

the red-haired youth screamed, his fingers loosening as the knife fell to the ground.

He Ming, unwilling to let go, raised his knife and slashed the man's left arm again before finally releasing his grip and standing up.

Now, the world fell silent, save for the occasional groan.

The blond youth, initially struck in the shoulder, seemed more severely injured, collapsing to the ground and leaning against the nearby greenbelt fence.

The burly youth sat completely on the ground, clutching his left leg, groaning repeatedly, blood splattered everywhere. The

red-haired boy with both arms wounded looked at He Ming as if he'd seen a ghost, constantly backing away, but seemingly unwilling to abandon his companions, he didn't flee.

"Speak, who sent you?"

He Ming brushed the thick layer of dust off his clothes and asked coldly. He didn't recognize any of these men; if it were for money, they wouldn't have attacked without a word.

The men exchanged glances, none of them uttering a sound.

“Fine, if you won’t talk, then we’ll just stand here until you’re both bled to death, then I’ll leave. It’s self-defense anyway, what can the police do to me?”

He Ming had studied politics; in this situation, even if he killed one of them on the spot, he wouldn’t bear any legal responsibility.

“Lu Chuan sent us!”

The red-haired youth with injured arms looked at the more seriously injured blond youth and gritted his teeth.

“Alright, judging by your appearance, you can’t leave. Call 120!”

He Ming said coldly. He didn’t want to cause any deaths, nor did he want to stay here. If he were discovered, even if he didn’t go to jail, he would still be in trouble. He Ming

walked on, constantly muttering the name “Lu Chuan.” After several hundred meters, he finally hailed a taxi and headed towards Taoyuan District.

Chapter 80 Unexpected Turn of Events

He Ming returned home, his anger still simmering, and drifted off to sleep. When he woke the next morning, he was much calmer, but a wave of fear washed over him. He understood that his survival last night was largely due to luck; otherwise, fighting three armed thugs unarmed would have left him either dead or crippled.

To be honest, He Ming had only considered immediate revenge against Lü Chuan once that night, but he had restrained himself. He knew perfectly well that even if he could find an opportunity, and even if he succeeded in getting revenge, it wouldn't solve the fundamental problem. He would still have to live in constant fear, unless he could directly kill the guy.

He Ming clearly hadn't lived long enough. He understood the principle of "a life for a life." Wei Jie was right; even if he paid someone to do it, he still had to worry about being betrayed. Last night's events proved this point.

Therefore, after much thought, the best solution was to eliminate the power behind Lü Chuan, leaving him without support. That would be the true opportunity for revenge.

He Ming thought again of the evidence that Brother Wang, Lü Zhenbing, and the Little Knife Gang were secretly engaged in illegal activities. This was definitely a trump card, but he didn't know when he could get his hands on it.

He Ming knew that some things couldn't be rushed, so he took out his phone and started sending text messages. The message read, "If you think that you can solve all your problems with some extreme method, then you might as well try it. But I must warn you, if anything happens to me, then immediately some people (remember, some, not one) will find those beautiful photos of you at the location I gave you in advance!"

He Ming found a familiar number in his phone book and sent it. The recipient was his current nominal girlfriend—Chen Xuan.

To be honest, in the immediate aftermath of the attack last night, the mastermind He Ming thought of wasn't Lü Chuan, but Chen Xuan.

He clearly remembered what Lü Chuan had said at noon yesterday: Chen Xuan had said she wished she could kill him. If she really said that, then it at least meant that she had very likely already harbored the idea of killing him to avoid trouble, even if she hadn't acted on it yet.

Last night's events made He Ming realize how close death could be. He dared not be careless; if something similar happened again, he probably wouldn't be so lucky. So even though this warning would worsen their relationship, he still took action.

"Don't listen to that Lü Chuan's nonsense, okay? I didn't say anything like that!"

After a long wait, Chen Xuan replied with a text message. Her nervousness was evident in her words; she clearly thought He Ming was deliberately warning her because of what he'd heard yesterday!

He Ming didn't reply again. He believed that this threat would prevent Chen Xuan from having such extreme thoughts again.

He Ming sat for a long time, then took out the yoga manual from under his pillow and held it in his hands. His expression was exceptionally serious. Although he had only briefly "tested his skills" last night, he clearly felt the changes in his body. Not only was his strength increasing, but his reaction speed also seemed to have improved significantly. This was very similar to the situation in martial arts novels where someone had practiced a secret manual, although the effects weren't quite as exaggerated.

He Ming opened the book and then sat down again according to the images. Half a month was obviously too short a time; he couldn't possibly master it completely, and the effect would be limited. But this was the real world, not some magical continent where "mages are as common as dogs and sword saints roam the streets." Finding an effective way to improve his physical abilities was already quite lucky. Although reaching the level of being able to fight a hundred enemies single-handedly was unrealistic, as long as he could handle situations like last night, he would be able to protect himself.

He Ming did yoga for a while, went downstairs to eat breakfast, and then went out to see Meng Lei as usual. He had asked about the deadline for the appraisal, but he still couldn't get a definite answer. However, it seemed that it definitely wouldn't be completed in a short time. Now it seemed that for a long time to come, he would have to go every day.

While chatting with Meng Lei, his phone rang. He Ming rushed out to see that it was Wei Jie calling, so he pressed the answer button.

"Hey, He Ming, something happened to Brother Wang!"

Wei Jie's tone was very serious.

"What?"

He Ming was a little taken aback.

"Brother Wang is in trouble. We're in room 208 of the Central Hospital right now. Come on over, he has something to say to you!"

Wei Jie said in a deep voice.

"Uh, okay...okay..."

He Ming hung up the phone as if he had lost his soul, then said goodbye to Meng Lei and quickly walked out of the hospital, praying incessantly that nothing serious had happened!

He Ming's worries were not unfounded. He still pinned his hopes of bringing down the Lü family on Wang Yong. If anything happened to him, everything would be for naught.

He Ming got out of the car and rushed to the inpatient department of the Central Hospital. He found room 208 and looked inside. He saw Wang Yong, dressed in a hospital gown, lying quietly on the bed, his face haggard, both thighs completely wrapped in bandages. Wei Jie sat beside him, his expression grave.

"Brother Wang, Wei Jie!"

He Ming went in.

"Oh, He Ming, you're here!"

Wang Yong greeted him with a tired smile. Wei Jie also stood up.

"Brother Wang, how are your legs?"

He Ming looked at the legs trembling like dumplings and asked anxiously. He wanted to ask what had happened first, but felt it would be impolite.

"Hehe, these legs are probably useless!"

Wang Yong smiled again, as if he didn't care at all.

"What? What happened?"

He Ming was shocked and quickly asked.

"Sigh!"

Wang Yong glanced around for a second, sighed, and said, "Well, here's the thing. I promised you I'd get the evidence, but because I'm not high enough in the Tianchong Gang, I had no chance to get involved. So I challenged Brother Qin, who's in charge of this. If I won, I could take his place in the gang and get access to the evidence, which I could then hand over to you." He

sighed again, "What a pity, I'm not as skilled, and I failed!"

"That bastard, he hit so hard! He was obviously trying to harm Brother Wang!"

Wei Jie said indignantly.

He Ming digested the information. The man surnamed Qin was likely a high-ranking member of the Tianchong Gang. Judging from Wei Jie's reaction, this was clearly not a simple matter.

"The doctor said that whether I can stand up again depends on luck. Naturally, I can't stay in the Tianchong Gang any longer. I'm sorry, Brother He, I can't get the evidence. Our agreement is automatically void!"

Wang Yong smiled sadly. He understood what this meant; his father, imprisoned for many years, was once again far from being free.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, this isn't a transaction between us. I'll do my best to rescue Uncle!"

Although He Ming's hopes of turning the tables on the Lü family through this method were dashed, he was somewhat disappointed. However, he had no problem with Wang Yong; the man's straightforward personality impressed him greatly, so he decided to help anyway.

"Thank you so much!"

Wang Yong was excited and tried to get up, but he pulled on his leg and gasped.

"Brother He, actually, there's another way to get the evidence!"

After a moment of silence, Wang Yong suddenly said.

"What way?"

Hearing that there was still a chance, He Ming was naturally overjoyed.

"Although I don't know the exact location of the evidence of Lü Zhenbing's collusion with the Little Knife Gang in illegal transactions, I know who was turned by the Tianchong Gang. You can try to get him to take you there before the Tianchong Gang takes action!"

Wang Yong's voice was very low.

He Ming was delighted; this method was indeed excellent. He leaned closer and asked, "Who is that person?"

Wang Yong whispered a name.

Chapter 81 Threat

"Jiang Yingke, the financial director of Jiangzhou Iron and Steel Group!"

This was the information Wang Yong had given him.

When He Ming walked out of the hospital, his brows were furrowed. Wang Yong had repeatedly warned him that the Tianchong Gang would likely act soon, and he needed to obtain the evidence quickly. Otherwise, if they acted first, not only would the evidence lose its value, but once the enemy was alerted, obtaining it again would be incredibly difficult.

He Ming felt that the sooner the better, but persuading Jiang Yingke to take him to get the evidence was unrealistic, so he had to resort to threats.

"I must avenge Brother Wang,"

Wei Jie, who followed closely behind He Ming, said through gritted teeth.

"What exactly happened?"

He Ming pressed.

"Brother Wang was clearly unable to resist, but that bastard Hu Tian still continued to kill him, breaking both his legs!"

Wei Jie said through rage.

He Ming was taken aback. So, the man named Hu Tian deliberately went for the kill. Although he hadn't known Wang Yong for long, they were friends. He said, "If you need me, just say the word. I also hope to avenge Brother Wang!"

"Hmm!"

Wei Jie nodded.

"Brother Wang is so powerful, yet he suffered such a crushing defeat. Could that guy surnamed Hu be even stronger?"

After thinking for a moment, He Ming couldn't help but ask.

"Very strong, much stronger than Brother Wang, both in speed and strength, and ruthless. It's said that he's been holding the reins for several days to reach his current position!"

Wei Jie said solemnly.

He Ming frowned. He had witnessed Wang Yong's strength. Wei Jie was a master, but compared to him, he was far inferior. Even the arrogant Duan Feng seemed no match for him. From this, it seemed that the man surnamed Hu was terrifyingly strong. To take revenge on such a person, unless one gathered dozens of people for a gang fight, it would be impossible in the short term.

“Although I can’t beat him right now, I won’t be stupid enough to fight him openly. I’ll find an opportunity and definitely kill him by underhanded means!”

Wei Jie said coldly, showing Wang Yong’s importance in his heart.

“Don’t forget to call me when you have such an opportunity!”

This was definitely not the time to play dumb, He Ming said, making an excuse.

“Hmm!”

A hint of appreciation flashed in Wei Jie’s eyes, then he smiled and said, “Although Brother Wang definitely won’t be able to stay in the Tianchong Gang this time, it also reduces our worries. We can go and settle accounts with that guy surnamed Duan without worry!”

He Ming was overjoyed. Just as Wei Jie said, the biggest reason why he had swallowed his anger before was not because he couldn’t beat him, but because in the eyes of the people in the East District, he was Brother Wang’s brother and a member of the Tianchong Gang. Once there was a conflict with the Liehuo Gang, Brother Wang would definitely be implicated.

But now that Brother Wang was about to leave the Tianchong Gang, Wei Jie and he had nothing to worry about. Of course, revenge was one thing, but He Ming’s biggest goal was to get Mei Gui’s gun.

“When do we act?”

He Ming asked excitedly.

“This can’t be rushed. Brother Wang is still a member of the Tianchong Gang. If we cause trouble, it will implicate him. We’ll act once the news of his withdrawal from the gang is confirmed!”

Wei Jie explained.

He Ming nodded in agreement.

“By the way, have you made plans for finding evidence against Lü Zhenbing?”

Wei Jie pondered for a moment and asked.

“Yes, I think it’s better to act sooner rather than later. While we have some free time, I’ll go find that guy surnamed Jiang and ask him to take me to get the evidence!”

He Ming replied.

“Such a big matter, I think that person must have some kind of agreement with the Tianchong Gang and wouldn’t easily tell others. Have you thought about what to do?”

Wei Jie thought for a moment and said,

"Here's the thing, since he's already been bribed by the Tianchong Gang, why not use this as a threat? If he won't talk, just spread the news, and he'll definitely have to think twice!"

He Ming thought for a while and said.

"I think this method is feasible. Since we're free now, I'll go with you!"

Wei Jie said.

The two took a taxi and arrived at Jiangzhou Steel Group more than an hour later. It was a multi-story building that looked very imposing.

He Ming and Wei Jie went into the building, asked the receptionist for directions to Jiang Yingke's office, took the elevator, and went straight up.

When they reached the seventh floor, the two came out. He Ming looked around and was amazed. It was Monday, and employees were coming and going. The women working in such a large company had such an air about them—uniforms, cold and beautiful faces, and unsmiling expressions that made it hard to look directly at them.

Of course, he knew he wasn't here to admire beautiful women, so he found the CFO's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

a middle-aged man's voice came from inside.

He Ming pushed open the door and went in, Wei Jie following closely behind.

Behind the office desk, a man in his forties was looking down at documents. He wore a black suit, was tall and thin, with a gaunt face, and wore frameless glasses. He had a refined appearance. Hearing footsteps, he asked without looking up.

He Ming and Wei Jie stood quietly, neither saying a word.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

The middle-aged man seemed puzzled, looked up, and asked.

"You must be Director Jiang!"

To avoid mistaking him for someone else, He Ming decided to ask.

"Yes, that's me. What do you want?"

Jiang Yingke asked again.

"Well, we're here for that matter!"

He Ming, prepared to first pretend to be a member of the Tianchong Gang, would then resort to threats if necessary, so he acted as if they both knew.

"What matter?"

Jiang Yingke seemed suspicious; although unsure, his face still showed a hint of wariness.

"We're here to get information about Mayor Lü's secret dealings with the Tianchong Gang!"

He Ming leaned closer and whispered.

Jiang Yingke's face changed drastically instantly. He hurriedly stood up and closed the door before asking,

"Who exactly are you people?"

"We're from the Tianchong Gang!"

Wei Jie seemed to want to see if this method of impersonating Tianchong Gang members would work. If it did, then there would be no need for empty talk.

"That's not right. Brother Hu said this matter is extremely important. Unless he comes in person, we absolutely cannot bring anyone to get the information!"

Jiang Yingke asked suspiciously.

"Brother Hu is too busy today. Because it's urgent, he temporarily sent the two of us to get it!"

He Ming lied without batting an eye.

"No, I have to call Brother Hu to confirm!"

Jiang Yingke glanced at He Ming and Wei Jie, reaching for his phone.

"Don't worry about who we are. If you don't bring us to get the information immediately, news of your allegiance to the Tianchong Gang will spread instantly!"

He Ming knew the act couldn't continue, so he directly threatened.

"You... what exactly do you want?"

Jiang Yingke was stunned for a long time, then slumped into his chair like a deflated balloon.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

He Ming frowned.

"Alright, I agree to hand over the information, but I need some time. This isn't something that can be done easily!"

Jiang Yingke pleaded.

"How much time do you need? I don't have much patience!"

He Ming stared coldly at him.

"Three days, just three days!"

Jiang Yingke hurriedly said.

"One day, only one day. We'll come back here to pick it up at this time tomorrow. If you can't do it, you'll bear the consequences!"

Before He Ming could say anything, Wei Jie stepped forward and held up one finger, speaking coldly.

"But, but one day is really too short! I'm afraid..."

Jiang Yingke said hesitantly.

"Don't say 'afraid,' that's your problem!"

Wei Jie said, then beckoned to He Ming and turned to leave.

"One day is indeed very short. What if he can't do it?"

He Ming asked worriedly as he left the building.

"If he really can't do it, there's still room for negotiation. But if you give him too much time, the variables will increase. Do you understand?"

Wei Jie glanced at He Ming and patiently explained.

He Ming was taken aback. Wei Jie was young, but his thoughtfulness was admirable.

Chapter 82 Mei Gui, Bikini Beauty (Part 1)

It was still early, so He Ming said goodbye to Wei Jie. He wanted to go home and practice his yoga, but he felt uneasy. The mention of the man surnamed Duan reminded him of Mei Gui. To be honest, since they started dating, he hadn't spent much time with her. While

getting stronger was important, maintaining a good relationship with his girlfriend was even more crucial. Now that the man surnamed Duan was still around, he would definitely harass Mei Gui. If he didn't work to deepen their relationship, she might change her mind one day.

Thinking that the karaoke bar probably wouldn't be busy during the day, He Ming decided to spend some time with the beautiful Mei Gui. He took out his phone and dialed her number, feeling somewhat ashamed. He hadn't called that number more than three times since he got it.

"Hello, is this Ming?"

Mei Gui's pleasant voice rang out. Since they established their relationship, her way of addressing He Ming had become very intimate and natural.

"Yes, it's me, little Mei Gui. Where are you?"

He Ming asked.

"What little Mei Gui? That's so cheesy! I'm at home. I got off work very late last night, so I just woke up!"

Mei Gui said with a laugh.

"Oh, are you free now? I'll come find you!"

He Ming suggested.

"Oh, how about this? Come to the 'Summer Cool' swimming pool and wait for me. I've made plans to go swimming with two of my girlfriends today!"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before the gentle voice sounded.

"Swimming?"

He Ming's heart skipped a beat. The first thing that came to his mind was "bikini," and then he fantasized about Mei Gui's sexy, tall figure in a swimsuit. He was instantly energized, and suppressing his excitement, he replied, "Okay!"

After hanging up, He Ming took a taxi and headed straight for the "Summer Cool" swimming pool.

Ten minutes later, He Ming arrived at his destination. Looking through the wide iron gate, he saw it was an open-air swimming pool, quite large, surrounded by many colorful parasols. It was bustling with people, dressed in light clothing, splashing around to escape the summer heat.

He Ming didn't plan to buy a ticket immediately, but instead waited politely at the entrance.

After about half an hour, He Ming's legs started to ache, and he grew somewhat impatient. However, the thought of soon witnessing Mei Gui's stunning figure in her swimsuit energized him again.

A full hour later, a taxi pulled up in front of him, and three young women got out.

One of them was Mei Gui. Since she was there to swim, she was dressed rather simply. She wore a white short-sleeved t-shirt, which, though somewhat loose, still accentuated the perfect curves of her breasts. Her arms were slender and smooth, as white as ivory. She wore light red shorts, the thin fabric clinging to her body, perfectly outlining the curves of her hips and legs. Her buttocks were full, round, and plump, like smooth balls of flesh. Her hips were wide and her curves were smooth. Her legs were long and slender, naturally together without any gap when she stood. This contrast made her appear even more sensual. Her long, thin legs were firm, smooth, and alluring. On her small feet were light-colored high-heeled sandals. Her ten delicate toes were long and small, with full, rosy nails, like finely carved jade, without any flaws.

As for the other two girls with Mei Gui, they were much less attractive.

One was around twenty years old, well-developed, with ample breasts and hips, but unfortunately, her height was a major drawback, less than 1.6 meters, and her face was quite ordinary.

The other was twenty-two or twenty-three years old, of average appearance, and about the same height as Mei Gui, but with a very thin figure, practically flat-chested.

God is fair to most people, as evidenced by these two girls.

"Have you been waiting for a while?"

Mei Gui saw He Ming and walked over, a pink bag slung over her shoulder.

"It's alright!"

He Ming naturally acted very gentlemanly in front of the lady, even though he was indeed quite exhausted from waiting.

"Sister Mei, is this your boyfriend?"

The petite girl looked at He Ming with surprise.

"Yes!"

Mei Gui nodded slightly, a hint of shyness on her face.

He Ming felt a surge of pride, not expecting Mei Gui to have already introduced herself to her friends.

"No way, how old is he? Is he eighteen?"

The tall girl was quite surprised, her mouth agape. This was only because He Ming was shorter than his peers; once she knew his exact age, her brain would probably freeze.

"Uh..."

Mei Gui hesitated for a moment. She genuinely didn't know He Ming's age. Not knowing how to answer, she resorted to a defensive tactic, saying, "Why are you asking his age? I'm warning you, don't try to steal my husband!"

"Tch, I like mature, sexy men. I'm not interested in this little brat! Although he does look like a cute little boy from TV!"

The tall girl feigned disdain, but her last sentence revealed her certainty about He Ming's appearance.

He Ming awkwardly touched his nose.

"You came empty-handed?"

Mei Gui looked her boyfriend up and down, asking with some confusion.

"Yeah! What's wrong?"

He Ming was still puzzled.

"Without a swimsuit, how are you going to swim later?"

Mei Gui scolded playfully, while the two girls on either side covered their mouths and giggled.

"Uh, what should we do?"

He Ming looked up and around, asking.

"There's a shop over there that sells swimsuits, hurry up!"

Mei Gui pointed to a shop not far away with her slender finger.

He Ming smiled and said, "Ladies, wait here, I'm coming!"

...

"You smooth talker, calling someone else beautiful in front of your girlfriend, aren't you afraid she'll get angry?"

"Sister Mei, be careful, I think your little boyfriend is a womanizer! Hehe..."

...

He Ming heard the two girls' teasing behind him and stumbled, almost falling.

He Ming bought swim trunks, ran back, and then, being a gentleman again, bought tickets for the three girls before they went in together.

Looking around, the swimming pool was indeed very large. Although there were at least a hundred people there, they were spread out in various places and were not crowded at all.

The swimming pool was surrounded by lush vegetation, creating a refreshing atmosphere. Even before entering the pool, the crystal-clear water offered a sense of coolness.

He Ming looked around, his gaze falling on several beautiful women. While none could rival Mei Gui's beauty, their swimsuits revealed expanses of fair skin, making them worthy of a furtive glance.

"Let's go change!"

Mei Gui called out.

He Ming snapped back to reality, cautiously withdrawing his peeping gaze, and followed the three girls to a nearby bungalow.

He Ming entered the men's changing room, finding it empty. He calmly began undressing, clearly hearing the sounds from the women's changing room through the wall.

"Slap!"

"Sister Qing, what are you doing? How annoying!"

Mei Gui's reproachful voice rang out after a crisp sound of flesh touching flesh.

"I really hate you! What did you eat to grow up like this? Not only are you so tall, but your breasts are so impressive, and your butt is so big and perky! How can anyone live like this?!"

He Ming recognized the tall girl's voice. Although it seemed like a casual remark, it made him suddenly raise his head.

"Sister Qing, what nonsense are you talking about? Xiao Ping's figure is the real deal!"

Mei Gui's shy voice followed.

"Sister Mei, are you deliberately being sarcastic? How can my figure compare to yours? If I could reach your ears, I'd be laughing in my sleep. Apologize to me right now, or I'll get angry!"

This voice came from the shortest girl, and she sounded genuinely annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Pingping, it was Sister Mei's fault. To express my apology, I'll treat you to dinner later!"

Mei Gui quickly tried to appease him with her coquettish voice, making He Ming's whole body go numb and almost turn into a weakling.

"That's more like it, remember what you said!"

The shorter girl knew when to stop, and everyone was happy.

He Ming listened quietly to the three women joking around opposite him, and only when he heard their footsteps heading outside did he hurriedly leave the changing room as well.

When He Ming saw the stunningly beautiful Mei Gui in only a swimsuit, he was completely stunned.

Chapter 83 Mei Gui, Bikini Beauty (Part Two)

Mei Gui wore a purple swimsuit, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin, looking incredibly sensual.

The upper part was a half-cup design with black stripes, making the small pieces of fabric simple yet not monotonous. Because it was very form-fitting, it tightly protected her two jade-like breasts, and the full, white flesh was squeezed out from the top, forming a deep, alluring cleavage on her snow-white chest.

Below was her slender waist, her skin white and tender, looking firm and elastic. Her smooth abdomen was as smooth as a white jade mirror, flawless and delicate. Her small navel was exquisite and small, adding infinite charm to her ultimate beauty, making it come alive.

The swim trunks were shockingly small; the narrow fabric in the front barely covered the woman's private parts, barely revealing a glimpse. The two full, pert buttocks were only partially covered, their plump flesh curving in an astonishing arc, dazzlingly white like fine porcelain.

Even more striking was the knotted design; thin straps were tied into two butterfly knots on either side of the hips. No one would doubt that a gentle pull on the ends of the straps would reveal the most intimate parts. Her

legs were long and beautiful, needless to say, with smooth curves and natural undulations—she was practically born to be a leg model. No wonder she looked so sexy in stockings!

Humans are strange creatures. If a beautiful woman were to be exposed in lingerie in broad daylight, she would definitely cover her chest, scream, and run away. But with a similarly revealing swimsuit, it seems natural. This is indeed something worth pondering.

Of course, even if a woman doesn't feel embarrassed wearing a swimsuit, it's a different story if a pervert is staring at her intently!

Seeing He Ming's fiery gaze, Mei Gui blushed slightly and became somewhat uneasy.

"Ahem, I say, you little pervert, if you want to look, wait until we get home. Our Mei Gui will let you look all you want. This is a public place, so you should be mindful of your behavior!"

A voice drew He Ming's attention, and he quickly looked away, his face turning red.

"Sister Qing, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mei Gui glared at the tall girl's explicit words with a hint of arrogance.

Because the other two girls were of average appearance, He Ming only glanced at them casually.

The tall girl was wearing a blue swimsuit, and her figure was indeed very "skinny," her bra offering little protection.

The short girl was indeed well-endowed, but her petite frame created the illusion of fuller breasts and a more rounded bottom. Looking at any single part, both in shape and size, she was inferior to Mei Gui.

"Alright, alright, let's go!"

the tall girl called out, leading the way towards the pool, with He Ming and the other two following.

Mei Gui's appearance instantly attracted many gazes; men were lustful, women were envious. Seeing so many lecherous men looking at her with envy and jealousy, He Ming was overjoyed, his expression becoming extremely smug.

However, his smile quickly faded, because he couldn't swim and could only watch helplessly as Mei Gui transformed into a mermaid, swimming towards the deep end.

He Ming initially wanted to grab a lifebuoy and chase after her, but that would be too embarrassing, so he simply stayed in the diving area, cramming for the last minute, hoping for a miracle and to learn instantly.

"Come here, what are you doing there?"

Mei Gui approached, casually grabbing a lifebuoy from the water, gently floating on the surface, looking at He Ming. Her hair was now completely wet, clinging to her pretty face, exuding a wild beauty.

"Uh, I can't swim!"

He Ming blushed deeply and answered in a barely audible voice.

"Hehe, such a grown man, and you can't swim!"

The tall girl Mei Gui called Sister Qing was nearby and laughed loudly after hearing this. Her shout drew everyone's attention to He Ming.

"Flat-chested girl!"

He Ming felt utterly ashamed and cursed inwardly.

Mei Gui smiled sweetly, then gracefully swam over, dragging a life ring, and handed it to He Ming, saying, "Here, put on the life ring, I'll teach you!"

He Ming stared blankly at Mei Gui, who was now so close, completely soaked, with glistening water droplets covering her exposed, fair skin—she was practically a living "lotus emerging from the water."

"Hurry up and take it!"

Mei Gui said coquettishly, seeing her boyfriend staring intently at her.

"Oh!"

He Ming reacted and put the life ring around his waist.

"Come on, don't worry, you won't sink!"

Mei Gui pulled He Ming with her delicate little hand, heading towards the deeper water.

He Ming was initially a little scared, but before he could react, he was pulled forward. He instinctively forced out air, but the buoyancy of the swimming ring kept him on the surface.

He Ming's hand was held by that soft, jade-like hand, and his body was being pulled forward. He instinctively moved around a few times and found that he was fine, which made him very happy. He

Ming let go of Mei Gui's hand, compared his swimming posture to what he remembered, and started paddling. Sure enough, his body moved forward slowly, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

"When swimming, imagine yourself as a leaf, with your body flat on the water. Keep your upper body as low as possible and your lower body as high as possible. Remember, just make sure your head isn't submerged in water; don't try to lift it up, or you'll lose your balance..."

Mei Gui found a lifebuoy among the many around her for support and patiently taught him.

He Ming followed her instructions, and his body indeed seemed to become much lighter. Supported by the lifebuoy, he floated on the water like a toad. Next, he listened to Mei Gui's tips on paddling and began to learn seriously.

Learning to swim was a long process, but also incredibly alluring. Every time he looked up, he could see a stunningly beautiful woman floating quietly beside him, her scantily clad, alluring curves shimmering in the water, making his heart itch unbearably.

After practicing for more than half an hour, He Ming, thinking he could finally put his skills to use, swam to the shallow end, removed the lifebuoy from his waist, and began to swim for real. However, it turned out that feeling was one thing, doing it was another; no matter how much he struggled, his body kept sinking.

Mei Gui couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she swam over and taught him step by step.

This was truly a nightmare for He Ming. He was already aroused, and now the situation was becoming increasingly unbearable. His body kept brushing against Mei Gui's delicate body; her smooth skin was almost intoxicating, and her alluring fragrance constantly filled his nostrils. To make matters worse, sometimes when he looked up, she would bend down to give him guidance, making her breasts appear even fuller. Glistening droplets of moisture clung to the exposed flesh, slowly sliding into the unfathomable cleavage—it was simply maddening. After

struggling in this fragrant and seductive atmosphere for an hour, He Ming finally succeeded. Although he could only swim a little over ten feet, it still filled him with unparalleled excitement.

Due to exhaustion, he had to go ashore and sit down next to the three girls already reclining on the deck chairs.

The four chatted for a while, and He Ming learned that the tall girl was named Zhang Qing and the short girl was named Xie Ping. They were both Mei Gui's good friends, very close, practically besties.

"This sun is so strong, it's a pity my skin is so hot!"

Xie Ping suddenly said, shielding her eyes from the scorching sun. Because there were so many people, all the parasols were taken, so the group had to find this unshaded spot to rest.

"Let's go!"

Mei Gui suggested.

"Go? We've come all this way, I haven't had enough yet! Don't worry, I brought sunscreen, wait for me!"

Zhang Qing stood up and headed towards the changing room. After a while, she returned with a small bottle in her hand.

So, in He Ming's view, the three women began applying sunscreen as if no one else was around. This inevitably brought to mind some scenes unsuitable for children in Japanese adult films. Although their actions were all very bold, the most eye-catching was undoubtedly Mei Gui, the stunning beauty. Her actions were quite daring; her delicate hands even reached into the cleavage between her breasts to gently apply sunscreen. Her slender, white fingers occasionally caressed the exposed, full flesh on both sides, causing her ample bosom to ripple slightly.

He Ming's mouth went dry; he wished he could be those delicate hands so he could fully enjoy the smooth touch of his beautiful girlfriend's body.

"Ming, help me apply sunscreen to my back!"

Suddenly, Mei Gui grabbed the sunscreen from the side and shoved it into He Ming's hand, then turned and lay down on the recliner.

He Ming's head was spinning. He hadn't expected happiness to come so quickly. After a moment of stunned silence, he impatiently scooped some sunscreen from the small bottle and tremblingly applied it to her smooth, jade-like back. The moment he touched it, the slippery sensation instantly sent shivers down his spine, making his whole body go numb.

He Ming's fingers gently moved across his beautiful girlfriend's snow-white back, using the same method he had used to apply lotion to Liu Qinyue. The touch was intoxicating, and the visual experience was equally stimulating. Because Mei Gui was in a prone position, her full breasts were squeezed into two exaggerated discs. Her bra, deformed, offered less coverage, and more of her snow-white, tender flesh spilled out—it was simply irresistible!

Of course, He Ming's sensual treat once again attracted envious and jealous glances from those around him.

He Ming mechanically moved his fingers, slipping them over the thin straps of the bra and smearing the product down to her firm, pert buttocks. His gaze involuntarily lingered on the beautifully tied bows on the sides of her swim trunks, and he almost couldn't resist reaching out to untie them. He knew that with just a gentle pull, he would see what he wanted to see, but thinking of all the people around him, he suppressed his impulse.

"Little Mei Gui, your boyfriend is really well-endowed. You're so lucky!"

Zhang Qing suddenly said.

He Ming was a little confused, and it took him a while to realize that all three women were staring at his crotch. He looked down and saw that he was only wearing swim trunks, and after that intense stimulation, his penis was already bulging.

He Ming hadn't expected Zhang Qing to be so bold. Even as a man, he couldn't resist. He quickly turned around, closed his legs, and almost wanted to disappear into the ground.

Crawling on the ground, Mei Gui only glanced at him reflexively, then immediately blushed and said, "Sister Qing, how could you be so mean, talking nonsense!"

And so, the group joked around, occasionally taking a dip in the swimming pool to cool off, finally leaving the pool at five in the afternoon.

Of course, He Ming very gentlemanly treated the three ladies to a meal, and only after Zhang and Xie left did they finally have some alone time.

Chapter 084 You Change Clothes, I Admire (Sexy Request for Flowers)

He Ming was now carrying bags full of clothes. With three women together, shopping was inevitable. Fortunately, Mei Gui had to go to work at seven, so there wasn't much time to spare, but after just one hour, he was already feeling the strain.

Of course, despite the physical discomfort, He Ming couldn't be stingy with his girlfriend, and he paid for everything, which inevitably drew sighs from the other two women, who exclaimed that Mei Gui had found a rich husband, putting him in a very good mood.

Mei Gui hailed a taxi. He Ming was somewhat at a loss, wanting to follow but afraid of upsetting her. After the stimulation at the swimming pool, he was burning with desire, unable to release it, and a strong longing for that alluring body rose within him.

"Hehe, come to my place! I don't have to go to work for another two hours anyway!"

Mei Gui got into the taxi, a gentle smile appearing on her pretty face as she looked at He Ming, who was standing there in a dilemma.

He Ming couldn't be happier, so he immediately got into the car.

A few minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a not-so-luxurious residential building. He Ming paid the fare and followed his beautiful girlfriend inside, carrying several bags.

The building wasn't tall, only five or six stories, and there was no elevator. Mei Gui went up to the third floor, took out a key from her bag, and opened a door on one side of the stairs.

He Ming followed closely behind, glancing inside. He noticed that the space wasn't very spacious, and although the furniture looked clean, it wasn't luxurious. Mei Gui's family didn't seem to be very well-off.

Mei Gui took a pair of pink slippers from the shoe rack inside the door, then gently bent down, reached out her delicate hand to take off her high-heeled sandals and put them on. A beautiful woman is a beautiful woman; even changing shoes was so elegant and charming.

Of course, since there wasn't enough room for two people to stand side-by-side at the door, He Ming had to stand behind her. The whole process didn't just seem elegant to him, because his stunning girlfriend bent over, her full, round buttocks sticking out high in front of him. They were round and large, and because she was wearing capri pants, the thin, clingy material clearly showed the shape of her panties.

He Ming's mouth went dry, and he almost immediately grabbed his girlfriend's round, upturned buttocks, pushed her to the ground, and took her right there.

Mei Gui changed her shoes, then took out a pair of light-colored slippers and handed them to He Ming, taking her bags and going inside first.

He Ming changed his shoes and followed, his nostrils immediately filled with a pleasant fragrance that invigorated him, instantly dispelling the summer heat.

"Sit down! What would you like to drink?"

Mei Gui instructed, then asked.

He Ming sat down on the sofa, his eyes curiously looking around, and replied casually, "A bottle of mineral water!"

"Oh!"

Mei Gui turned and went into the kitchen, bringing out two bottles of mineral water.

"Where are your parents?"

He Ming borrowed one of the bottles and asked tentatively.

"Uh, my parents are in our hometown, I live alone!"

Mei Gui replied.

He Ming was immediately delighted, but he suppressed his excitement and nodded calmly.

"Sigh, time was too tight. You bought me so many clothes, but I didn't get to try them on properly, so I don't know if they look good!"

Mei Gui sat on the sofa, took a couple of sips of water, and then bent down to fiddle with the pockets beside her.

"Then you should go try them on!"

He Ming suggested. There were five outfits in total, and he had helped Mei Gui choose four of them. Of course, although they were chosen together, Mei Gui hadn't really offered any opinions; it was basically all based on his aesthetic sense. They were not only beautiful but also sexy—the

kind of clothes one would almost never wear in public. Imagining how those clothes would look on Mei Gui's tall, alluring figure, He Ming couldn't wait to make the suggestion.

“Well, that's fine. Anyway, there's still a long time before work, so I'll try it on first and see if it fits!”

Mei Gui thought for a moment and said.

“Great!”

He Ming was naturally more than happy to oblige.

Mei Gui stood up, then picked up her bag and went into a room, gently closing the door behind her.

He Ming noticed that the door wasn't completely closed, leaving a small gap. He was itching to peek inside, but he was afraid his stunning girlfriend would get angry if she found out.

“Well, come in!”

He Ming was struggling internally when the door suddenly opened, and Mei Gui called out with a hint of shyness on her face.

“Come in?”

He Ming almost thought he was hallucinating, standing there in disbelief.

“Yeah, do you expect me to run back and forth to the living room every time I change?”

Mei Gui was a little annoyed, her shyness becoming even more pronounced.

“Oh, okay!”

He Ming nodded repeatedly. Now he felt as if the sweltering summer had suddenly transformed into a refreshing Spring Festival, with spring flowers blooming all over the mountains!

He Ming entered the room, and a fragrance even more pleasant than the living room wafted towards him. Although the white curtains were drawn tightly, the room was still brightly lit because it was broad daylight. Looking around, he found the furnishings simple yet cozy, featuring the pink theme that all girls love. Several large plush toys were placed on the large bed.

Mei Gui closed the door, then walked to the bedside, took out a set of clothes from her pocket, spread them out on the bed, and carefully admired them for a moment. Then, blushing, she looked at He Ming, grasped the hem of her t-shirt, and slowly began to pull it off.

He Ming's breath caught in his throat, and his heart pounded, even though he had already seen her delicate body in a swimsuit.

Humans are strange creatures; almost the same thing can produce drastically different effects under different subjective and objective perceptions.

Mei Gui's perfect upper body was gradually revealed, her smooth abdomen, full breasts, and ample bosom exposed. She wore a pure white lace bra, which barely supported her two firm, jade-like breasts, creating a deep cleavage between them. The flesh exposed on both sides was dazzlingly white, forming two alluring hemispheres with perfect curves, clearly showing amazing elasticity.

Seemingly feeling that the little pervert had already seen her swimsuit, Mei Gui didn't hesitate and bent down to take off her capri pants, revealing her round buttocks and slender, long jade-like legs.

He Ming almost had a nosebleed; his stunning girlfriend was wearing semi-transparent lace panties. The alluring black fabric underneath was clearly visible, truly lethal.

Seeing He Ming's murderous gaze, Mei Gui felt somewhat shy, her pretty face gradually flushing red. She quickly turned around, grabbed the clothes from the bed, and put them on.

Her alluring body, clad only in lingerie, was gradually covered by more and more fabric in He Ming's view. But this didn't diminish her irresistible sex appeal; the highest level of allure isn't complete nudity, but rather a touch of revealing skin.

Mei Gui gently gathered her wavy hair, letting it cascade over one shoulder, then looked at He Ming with a hint of girlish coquettishness, saying in an almost inaudible voice, "How is it?"

She then lightly twirled, striking several not-so-exaggerated but extremely seductive poses, fully displaying the curves of her body.

He Ming stared, almost drooling.

Mei Gui was currently wearing a light purple vest with a perfectly designed deep V-neck, completely revealing the deep cleavage between her breasts. The flesh overflowing from her bra was clearly visible, white and full, forming two white, rounded arcs, and a hint of sexy lace could be seen.

The hem of her short jacket barely covered her waist, leaving her smooth, small abdomen completely exposed, her delicate navel being the most eye-catching feature.

She wore super-short denim shorts that barely covered her shapely buttocks, even shorter than a mini-skirt. No one would doubt that with the slightest movement, her long, slender legs would be exposed. While

the outfit wasn't particularly glamorous, it was definitely the best combination to attract men's attention—provided someone dared to spread it, and that she was the kind of girl with model-like features. Otherwise, even if she had the guts, she would only attract disdain.

"How is it?"

Mei Gui gently shifted her posture and asked again.

"Good, good, really good!"

He Ming nodded mechanically.

A hint of joy appeared on Mei Gui's face. She looked around at herself against the large glass window in the room before taking off her clothes. She bent down and took out another set from her pocket to change into. In the next twenty minutes or so, she changed clothes four times, leaving He Ming speechless and his face flushed.

Mei Gui picked up the last outfit, a black, backless, tight-fitting short dress. A look of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face as she looked at He Ming, hesitating several times.

Seeing his stunning girlfriend's hesitation, He Ming asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Uh, nothing!"

Mei Gui gritted her teeth and shook her head. Then she reached behind her back, and her white lace bra slipped off, revealing her two small breasts.

Those were such jade-like breasts, impossible to grasp with one hand, white as jade, full as a papaya, yet showing no signs of sagging. Each astonishingly large breast had a small, pale pink areola, and even more captivating were the two tiny nipples, as small as soybeans. This striking visual contrast was incredibly sexy. He

Ming's brain froze instantly. Although his eyes were completely drawn to those alluring treasures, his subconscious finally realized why his stunning girlfriend had looked at him like that earlier.

Backless dresses shouldn't be worn with underwear!

Although He Ming didn't understand the rules of women's clothing, he had seen other women wear backless dresses before, and he had never seen anyone wear underwear underneath. Just imagining it made him feel inappropriate.

Mei Gui's expression was definitely a way of telling him to leave, but she couldn't bring herself to say it, so she gritted her teeth and stripped naked in front of him.

At this moment, Mei Gui's beautiful face was already flushed red, and she hurriedly grabbed the backless, tight-fitting dress from the bed and put it on.

She examined herself for a moment, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. Then, she took out a brand-new pair of black high heels and put them on before facing He Ming again. Shy, she was too embarrassed to speak, only blushing as she spun around, looking at her boyfriend with a questioning expression.

He Ming suppressed the urge to pounce on her, giving her a cursory glance.

Mei Gui, wearing this backless dress, exuded a different kind of charm.

The close-fitting fabric perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure. Because of the backless design, only two thin, crisscrossing straps held the fabric together, adding a touch of dimension. Her smooth, jade-like back was almost completely exposed, revealing flawless skin and delicate, exquisite shoulder blades—breathtakingly beautiful.

The skirt was a pencil skirt, surprisingly short, barely covering her exaggeratedly curvaceous hips, drawing attention to the gap between her legs, giving the impression that with just a slight bend, one could glimpse the spring within.

Her small, jade-like feet and high heels accentuated her tall and alluring figure, while the sheer fabric of her tight-fitting dress reflected a faint dark sheen, exuding a cool and sexy charm.

Even more captivating was the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra; a closer look revealed the slight protrusion of her nipples.

"So beautiful! My wife looks good in everything!"

He Ming exclaimed, stunned.

"You're so annoying! Who's your wife?"

Mei Gui retorted playfully, then admired herself in the mirror again. She glanced hesitantly at He Ming, but ultimately, suppressing her shyness, she removed her tight-fitting dress.

Seeing her almost completely naked, beautiful body again, He Ming could no longer restrain himself. He pounced on her, pulling his stunning girlfriend into a tight embrace and kissing her passionately.

"No..."

Mei Gui used her delicate hands to push against He Ming's chest, constantly trying to avoid him. Although her mouth escaped unscathed, her pretty face still suffered misfortune, being fiercely bitten several times.

He Ming's mind was completely consumed by lust, looking around, unable to stop. His large hands simultaneously began to roam over her smooth, delicate body.

Mei Gui struggled slightly for a few moments, then surprisingly quieted down. ...

Chapter 084 You Change Clothes, I Admire 2

He Ming's large hands moved up and down his beautiful girlfriend's smooth waist. The soft, delicate touch was flawless, like soft silk, smooth as cream, warm as jade.

He Ming's palms slid back and forth for a while, gradually moving upwards along her soft waist, grasping her large, enormous breasts that he couldn't hold in one hand, and then gently kneading them.

Mei Gui's breathing became heavy, a faint blush rising on her pretty face. Her fragrance, like orchids and musk, intoxicated He Ming, who was so close to her.

He Ming's hands moved with varying pressure, kneading her skin in various ways, his fingertips occasionally flicking her nipples, arousing a tingling pleasure in his beautiful girlfriend.

"Ugh!"

Mei Gui couldn't resist the teasing. The tingling and itching spread through her body like ripples, making her instinctively want to stop but she was powerless. However, at the same time, she felt a strange anticipation.

He Ming took her crystal-clear white earlobe into his mouth, his tongue gently tracing the contours of her ear, occasionally blowing a teasing breath.

The warm, moist breath traveled through her ear canal to Mei Gui's heart, like fine sand slowly gliding across her chest, bringing an indescribable thrill and tingling sensation.

Mei Gui felt all her strength drain away in an instant, weak and trembling. She could only reach out her jade-like hand to hold onto He Ming's shoulder for support.

“Ming…”

Mei Gui’s eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, and she uttered two words as if in a dream.

Seeing her clearly aroused state, He Ming’s face showed a wicked smile. His nimble fingers gently teased her nipples, sometimes pinching and rubbing them between his fingers, sometimes flicking and sweeping them, sometimes squeezing them with his fingertips, and sometimes letting the erect nipples sink into her full breasts.

At this moment, Mei Gui’s eyes were filled with lust, clearly lost in the moment. His thick hands immediately began to caress and knead her breasts roughly and domineeringly, making her fair and full breasts change into various lewd shapes in his hands, rippling out waves of alluring flesh.

“Ah… um…”

A tingling sensation like an electric shock kept coming from her sensitive breasts. Mei Gui’s delicate body trembled slightly, her desire rising. Her originally clear and bright eyes were full of spring, like silk and mist, and her soul-stirring moans were as soft as the buzzing of a mosquito.

He Ming knew she was aroused. His right hand circled her right breast, wantonly kneading her full, soft breast. His fingertips found the pink nipple hidden beneath her bra, sliding back and forth, lightly teasing it. The soft nipple quickly became erect.

A wicked smile appeared on He Ming's face as he whispered, "Little Mei Gui, is it comfortable?"

Mei Gui looked at him shyly, her face flushed as she nodded. The ecstatic pleasure grew stronger and stronger under He Ming's skillful technique, making it irresistible to her.

A fire of desire also rose in He Ming's heart. His movements became more intense, showing no mercy. The two poor, full breasts exaggeratedly changed shapes, the soft yet elastic flesh occasionally peeking through his fingers.

"Ah... Ming... Husband... Mmm... So... So comfortable... Oh..."

Under He Ming's increasingly intense movements, Mei Gui's eyes were languid, and she moaned wantonly. Without the obstruction of fabric, the contact was seamless, and the pleasure was so real. Coupled with the previous teasing that had already made her body extremely sensitive, He Ming's slightly rough handling not only did not cause pain, but instead accelerated the spread of pleasure.

The two sensations of numbness and pain surged back and forth in her body. Mei Gui felt as if her breasts and even her heart were about to be crushed, but the intoxicating pleasure was even stronger, making her powerless to resist and unwilling to resist.

"Ming... Husband..."

Mei Gui's lips curled into a smile, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and two blushes on her pink cheeks were like the red sunset. Her willow eyebrows gradually relaxed due to the pleasure, and her rosy lips parted slightly, exhaling a moist and hot fragrance. Her delicate body writhed wantonly with the playful manipulation.

"Little Mei Gui, your big breasts are so big and round, they feel so good to play with!"

He Ming looked at her aroused expression with satisfaction, his tongue licking her small, crystal-clear earlobe, his lewd words assaulting her soft ears with his deep, husky voice.

The hot breath went straight to her heart through her ear canal, bringing waves of tingling and itching. Mei Gui felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she leaned weakly against He Ming's arms. The tender flesh of her honey hole trembled slightly, overflowing with hot nectar, and the surging desire seemed to burn her body to ashes.

"Ah, good husband! Harder... harder to ravage Mei'er... Mei'er feels so... so good..."

Mei Gui's eyes were hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist. After saying this, she let out a soft moan, reached out and hugged He Ming's neck, offering her pink lips. Her smooth little tongue quickly darted out, passionately demanding a kiss from the man.

Her lips were soft and moist, fragrant and pleasant, and the saliva in her mouth was sweet and delicious. He Ming opened his lips and kissed her deeply, enjoying the woman's soft, fragrant lips. Then he explored her mouth, chasing and entwining with her smooth, delicate tongue, greedily sucking the sweetness in his mouth. The two kissed passionately, exchanging saliva, their lips pressed tightly together, emitting soft, passionate smacking sounds.

A minute later, they separated. Mei Gui's red lips, moistened by saliva, appeared even more pink and tender. The soft sunset, filtering through the curtains, cast a charming orange-red hue.

Her fair cheeks were flushed, the blush spreading down her face to her rounded earlobes. Her alluring eyes were filled with shyness, her brows lowered, captivatingly beautiful. Her long, thick eyelashes trembled gently with her rapid breathing, like a shy crabapple swaying in the wind.

"Little Mei Gui, you are so beautiful!"

He Ming looked at her tenderly, his voice soft.

"You little rascal!"

Mei Gui said shyly and coquettishly. Her boyfriend's praise made her incredibly sweet. She looked at him with deep, alluring eyes, a burning flame dancing in their depths. "Ming... I love you..."

He Ming snapped out of his daze, his heart filled with emotion. He chuckled softly, gently licking her soft, white ear, sucking on her small, glistening earlobe, his right hand pinching and kneading her small, firm nipple.

"Mmm... Ming..."

Mei Gui trembled with excitement, her small mouth murmuring his name repeatedly as if in a dream.

"Tell me... do you want..."

He Ming's tongue slowly slipped into Mei Gui's ear canal, his captivating voice like a bewitching spell, once again eroding her already fragile defenses.

"Husband... Ming..."

Mei Gui was driven nearly mad by He Ming's teasing. Her alluring body swayed back and forth, she suppressed the pleasure, daring not to let out a loud moan. But the more she resisted, the more intense the pleasure became. Her tender little hole trembled, releasing hot nectar. Waves of shameful pleasure, along with tingling itchiness, stimulated her empty, yearning body. A

wet, soft tongue traced back and forth by her ear...

the hot, moist breath reached her very core...

large hands on her chest wantonly ravaged her breasts...

her weak soul trembled and collapsed under the intense pleasure...

No... no... it can't continue... if... if this continues... I... I will...

"Ugh!"

With a low moan, Mei Gui could no longer resist the volcanic eruption of desire, the continuously boiling desire reaching its breaking point!

Mei Gui clenched her fists, her delicate body tensed, her smooth, beautiful legs tightly pressed together. Her body convulsed intermittently, and streams of hot, sweet fluid gushed from the depths of her womb. Her small panties could not withstand this intense spring of heat; the tide spread unchecked, instantly soaking her genitals and thighs, filling the air with a lewd and sour scent.

"Little Mei Gui, you're so lewd, you actually climaxed like that, what a little slut."

Looking at the trembling woman, He Ming stopped his movements and chuckled softly, as if mocking yet admiring her. He reached between her legs, feeling the wet, slippery surface, covered in moisture.

Through the thin fabric, He Ming rubbed and pressed against her small, fleshy mounds, the faint warmth piercing his heart through his fingertips.

Mei Gui's body was extremely sensitive after her climax; her delicate body trembled wildly, her swaying precarious appearance truly pitiful.

He Ming's fingers slipped inside her soaked panties, his fingertips quickly finding the clitoris on the cleft, lightly touching it.

"Mmm... Ming..."

Mei Gui blushed and grabbed his arm, reflexively squeezing her legs together. The clitoris, a woman's most sensitive spot, sent a shivering electric current through her with the slightest touch.

He Ming's index finger moved back and forth, teasing her until the clitoris hardened and protruded. Then, his fingers moved beyond the light touch, pressing against the clitoris, sometimes swaying it left and right, sometimes rotating it counterclockwise, sometimes pinching and teasing it with both fingertips, doing everything he could to provoke her.

"Ming... um... no... don't..."

Mei Gui gasped softly, her juices flowing freely. Each touch of his fingertips sent a shiver down her spine. She breathed heavily, her full, voluptuous buttocks writhing restlessly with the teasing of his fingers, her legs sometimes squeezing together, sometimes opening, as if trying to escape or to welcome him.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

Honey-like fluid gushed out like a spring, eliciting a series of lewd sounds as it was played with by his fingers.

A lewd smile spread across He Ming's handsome, youthful face as he whispered in her ear, "Little Mei Gui, did you hear that?"

Mei Gui blushed crimson at his question, too ashamed to look at him as she listened to the lewd sounds between her legs.

"Tell me, what is that sound?"

He Ming continued to tease her, his tongue gently licking her soft earlobe, his voice lewd and sexy.

"Mmm...no...don't ask me...ah...so...so embarrassing..."

Mei Gui's face was flushed, she was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. The lewd sounds from her vagina kept reaching her ears, making her feel incredibly ashamed, but the pleasure was so intense, like volcanic lava gushing upwards, making her feel like she was on fire.

"Say it!"

He Ming found her erect clitoris and quickly flicked it, his still gentle voice now carrying a hint of command.

"Ah... um..."

A strong electric current surged through her sensitive and fragile nerves, causing Mei Gui to tremble violently. Her rapid, disordered breathing became heavy and labored. The desire for her body finally overwhelmed the shame in her heart, and she obediently moaned, "It's... it's Ming playing with... um... playing with my little hole... oh... Ming... so... so itchy, um..."

Seeing Mei Gui's seductive and wanton state, He Ming revealed a conqueror's smile. His fingertips found the muddy crevice and slid in with a little force.

"Ah... no... it hurts... this is my first time!"

Mei Gui cried out in surprise, her jade hands hurriedly moving downwards, quickly pressing against that hateful big hand through her panties. Her moist and tight honey hole felt the intrusion and reflexively contracted strongly. The tender flesh around her clenched tightly together and kept writhing, as if trying to completely absorb the finger.

He Ming was overjoyed. He had always thought that a great beauty like Mei Gui, being targeted by a scoundrel like Duan Feng, was probably no longer a virgin. He never expected that God would be so kind to him.

Of course, in order to see that hymenal membrane with his own eyes, He Ming held Mei Gui's slender waist, laid her down on the bed beside him, then pulled down her panties, opened her two long, jade-like legs, and gently pulled apart her two pink labia with his fingers, revealing a small, wet opening, and sure enough, there was still that thin membrane inside!

"My dear Mei'er, didn't that boy Duan Feng force you?"

With doubt in his heart, He Ming couldn't help but ask, while releasing her lustful labia and pressing on her already engorged and erect clitoris.

"He...he did...beg, even...forced me, but I resisted to the death...and said that if he dared to do it to me without my...willingness, I would...immediately commit suicide, so I...succumbed to my virginity!"

Mei Gui explained with a trembling voice under the intense pleasure, barely managing to make herself clear!

"Little Mei Gui, you are really smart!" He

Ming said affectionately, looking down carefully at the pure mons pubis of the stunning beauty.

Her tender, moist vulva was now completely exposed, her full pubic area rising high like a small hill. The two pink petals were even more delicate than she had imagined, glistening droplets overflowing between them as they slightly opened and closed, like drops falling onto delicate petals—beautiful, alluring, and captivating.

"Ugh…don't look…it's so embarrassing…"

Mei Gui realized the young man was staring intently at her most private parts. How could a girl who had never experienced such things bear it? She reached out her small hand to cover her pink, fleshy mound.

He Ming gently removed her hand and eagerly kissed her, opening his lips to envelop her vulva and sucking hard. His tongue licked back and forth between the labia, his left hand reaching around her rounded thighs to knead and play with her plump breasts, while his right hand quickly found her protruding clitoris, his fingertips flicking and rubbing it back and forth.

Mei Gui trembled, cried out, and clamped her legs tightly around He Ming's head. Her body writhed, and she cried out, "Good brother...no...no...it's...very dirty there..."

"Every part of little Mei Gui's body is the most beautiful and fragrant, how could it be dirty?"

He Ming said affectionately, his tongue licking even more intensely and wildly.

Hearing the young man's gentle words, Mei Gui was filled with sweetness and emotion, feeling as happy as if she were floating on clouds. She said excitedly, "Good brother...Mei'er loves you...it feels so good...my little hole is being licked so beautifully by Brother Ming...ah..."

He Ming's movements were skillful, as if he had no teacher. While his tongue teased her labia, his fingertips teased her erect clitoris. When his tongue licked her clitoris, his fingertips rubbed her moist labia.

Mei Gui had never experienced anything like this before. She trembled with pleasure, feeling as if she were melting. Her hips swayed back and forth, responding to the tongue and fingers. Crystalline love juice gushed out like a tidal wave, copious amounts of vaginal fluid dripping down her thighs onto the sheets, leaving large wet patches.

"Good brother...dear brother...you're licking me so well...ah...my pussy...so itchy...mmm...so numb...so comfortable...my pussy is melting because of you...my...my pussy is going to leak again...ah..."

As He Ming continued licking, waves of unfamiliar and intense pleasure surged through Mei Gui's body. Her entire vulva felt hot and numb, her vagina gushed with fluid, and her uterus itched unbearably, a sensation both pleasurable and painful.

"Ah... good brother... Mei'er is going to fly... going to fly!"

Finally, Mei Gui's body convulsed again, and a large gush of nectar gushed from her secret cave.

Seeing that she was satisfied again, He Ming stopped, straightened up, and removed his thin clothes, fully revealing his slightly immature but not frail body. His huge penis between his legs was already erect, veins bulging, quite frightening.

After her orgasm, Mei Gui's breasts heaved, and her half-closed eyes glanced at the man's monstrous member between his legs. She was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear, and quickly turned her pretty face away. He

Ming knelt beside Mei Gui on the bed, then reached out and wiped her vulva, his fingers immediately covered in sticky fluid. He then grasped his thick penis and moved it up and down, smearing his beautiful girlfriend's juices all over it.

Next, He Ming spread Mei Gui's legs, knelt between them, and thrust his thick penis into her pink vulva. Because the beautiful woman was inexperienced, he didn't intend for her to perform oral sex on him.

"No, I'm not ready!"

Mei Gui suddenly struggled, propping herself up and backing away.

This left He Ming stunned, his right hand gripping his large penis, unsure whether to advance or retreat.

"Good husband, can I give it to you when I'm ready?"

Mei Gui seemed a little guilty, moving her naked body closer again, her delicate hand grasping the young man's arm, pleading sweetly.

Looking at his stunning girlfriend's delicate appearance, He Ming sighed, his initial displeasure vanishing. He looked helplessly at his throbbing, slightly aching member, and asked, "What about him?"

"Lie down!"

Mei Gui hesitated for a moment before instructing.

Although He Ming didn't know what she wanted, he obeyed, lying on the bed in a starfish position, his thick penis like a towering pillar.

Mei Gui moved her body, kneeling between He Ming's legs, leaning slightly forward. Her large, bright eyes were fixed on the erect penis amidst the dark bush, her face flushed. Hesitantly, she reached out her delicate hand, gently grasped it, and slowly began to stroke it up and down.

He Ming almost groaned aloud; the touch of those soft hands was far more pleasurable than masturbating—it was like heaven and earth.

The slightly long foreskin rolled back and forth with the movement of her slender fingers, revealing the purplish-red glans, its engorged head revealing a menacing appearance, with male secretions faintly seeping from the urethral opening.

Mei Gui played with it for two minutes, then reached out and groped between her groin for a long time before placing her hand, completely wet with love juice, between her two large breasts, gently sliding it, leaving a layer of glistening on her delicate skin.

"Is she going to give me a blowjob?"

He Ming guessed, and he was right.

Mei Gui leaned forward again, then grasped one of her full breasts with one hand, completely clamping his erect penis between them in the deep cleavage, and began to move her body up and down.

"Oh, little Mei Gui, your big little breasts are so soft, they feel so good!"

He Ming groaned comfortably. Her breasts were already so tender, and with the slippery nectar, they were softer than touching a ball of cotton; the ecstasy was indescribable.

Mei Gui's face flushed crimson. Her small hands gripped her full breasts, her body heaving rhythmically as she rubbed her hips against the young man's penis. The massive glans occasionally brushed against her delicate chin, an act of utter eroticism. The

combined stimulation of her breasts and her own mind caused Mei Gui to abandon all restraint, occasionally licking the purplish-red glans with her pink tongue.

He Ming, unable to withstand such intense stimulation, felt a tingling sensation spread from his lower body to his entire limbs.

Having crossed that line, Mei Gui grew increasingly bold, even opening her cherry-red lips wide to tease the massive glans. Her tongue darted around the urethral opening, scooping up the secreted semen.

"Ah, little Mei Gui, you're so good at this! I'm coming!"

He Ming could no longer restrain himself; his ejaculation was swift, thick, milky-white semen gushing out, completely filling his beautiful girlfriend's mouth, some even staining her exquisite face.

Mei Gui, clearly unable to accept swallowing semen, reached out to spit it out.

He Ming was furious and said angrily, "Don't spit it out, swallow it!"

Mei Gui looked at He Ming with a wronged expression, her big eyes misting over, her delicate face furrowed, and she struggled to swallow the mouthful of semen.

He Ming was very satisfied, got up and hugged her soft body, lovingly leaning in to kiss her cherry-like lips, the strong taste of semen spreading in their mouths.

12-02
Chapter 085 The beautiful teacher was actually an undercover agent

The next day, He Ming went to see Meng Lei early in the morning, then contacted Wei Jie. The two agreed to meet in front of the "Jiangzhou Steel Group" building around 11 o'clock, and then took the elevator upstairs.

When he saw that guy surnamed Jiang again, he looked very unwell. Well, how could he feel good being threatened? He had probably spent the past twenty-four hours in fear.

"Where is what we asked for?"

He Ming asked as soon as he entered the office.

"Here you go!"

Jiang Yingke reluctantly took out the key, unlocked the drawer in front of him, and pulled out a thick stack of papers, handing them to He Ming. He then pleaded in a low voice, "Young men, I've done what you asked. Please, please be lenient and don't tell anyone that this information came from me. Those gangsters are ruthless, and I have elderly parents and young children to support!"

"Don't worry, we're only interested in this information; we don't care about anything else!"

He Ming's eyes were fixed on the documents in his hand as he casually replied. He glanced at them briefly and was utterly shocked. They recorded all the shady deals that Lü Zhenbing and the Little Knife Gang had secretly made from five years ago to the present.

The details were extremely detailed, including the specific names of the goods, their destinations, and the profits. It involved many companies that He Ming had never heard of before, and even included the signatures and personal seals of Lü Zhenbing and the Little Knife Gang leader!

He Ming was overjoyed. He knew that if this evidence were released, Lü Zhenbing would either be beheaded or spend the rest of his life in prison, and the Little Knife Gang would definitely suffer a devastating blow.

"Now that you two have the information, you should leave quickly. I'm afraid too many people will notice..."

Jiang Yingke pleaded, carefully issuing the order to leave.

"Thank you!"

He Ming flashed a bright smile and went downstairs with Wei Jie.

"Do you have a printer at home?"

He Ming asked suddenly after thinking for a moment.

"Why?"

Wei Jie was puzzled.

"Why? Because I need to help Brother Wang, I have to give this information to my wife. If I don't make a copy, then all my work will have been for nothing!"

He Ming replied.

"You're really cunning, kid. What? Planning to make a big profit?"

Wei Jie's face showed a teasing expression.

"Uh, I don't have that plan for now. It's just to have some backup plans in case of unexpected events!"

He Ming explained. Indeed, he had previously considered using the evidence to expose Lü Chuan's arrogance, to settle old scores and make a fortune. However, he later decided it was better not to be too reckless. This matter involved many people, especially the Little Knife Gang. Those underworld figures were ruthless and much more difficult to deal with than a young girl like Chen Xuan. He might end up losing more than he gained.

Furthermore, he still needed to rely on that "Indifferent Emperor" for Wang Yong's father's sake. If people found out that he had acted on his own and alerted the enemy, it would be difficult to explain.

The reason He Ming wanted to make a copy of the evidence was ultimately because he distrusted his indifferent adoptive father. He felt that having a copy would be more reliable.

“Yes, it’s necessary to do this!”

Wei Jie nodded in agreement, then said, “I don’t have one at home, but a friend of mine does!”

“Is your friend reliable?”

He Ming couldn’t help but ask. He knew very well that if this thing circulated too early, it would be a disaster for him, the owner.

“Why not just make a copy when the owner isn’t around?”

Wei Jie glanced at He Ming, as if he were looking at a fool.

He Ming shut his mouth, somewhat bored. For the next hour, he went with his good friend to find a printer, scanned a copy, and put it in his phone. Why not just copy it? Because storing physical paper is not only inconvenient but also not safe. Putting it in his phone, then locking it in his computer, is much safer, and he can make as many copies as he wants.

Because he had something important on him, He Ming didn’t wander around the streets anymore and took a taxi towards the western district.

In the quiet environment, He Ming began to ponder a problem. He understood that if he didn't use this evidence to threaten Chen Junyan and instead handed it over, he would remain in danger until Chen Junyan truly brought down the Lü family. The only solution was to make Chen Junyan act quickly after obtaining the evidence.

He Ming soon found an excuse: the Tianchong Gang was also eyeing this evidence, presumably to deal with the Lü family. If they acted first, the value of the evidence would be greatly diminished.

"Hmm!"

He Ming nodded, thinking that if he said this, Chen Junyan wouldn't dare to delay any longer, and he could escape danger as soon as possible.

He Ming returned home. Since it was Tuesday, his adoptive parents were eating out for lunch. Since he wasn't in a rush, he cooked for himself. At times like this, he missed the days when Meng Lei was still alive.

After lunch, He Ming went upstairs to practice yoga. Although he was indeed captivated by the beautiful bodies of his girlfriends, he couldn't let lust cloud his judgment; it was better to make time for exercise.

At five o'clock in the evening, his phone rang. He took it out and saw it was his beautiful adoptive mother calling. He answered.

"Xiao Ming, your Uncle Chen and I have something to do, we'll probably be back very late. You'll have to eat dinner outside!"

Xia Jingmei's voice sounded a little low.

"Okay!"

He Ming agreed and hung up. He vaguely felt that something was off about his beautiful adoptive mother's voice, but he was afraid it was just his imagination, so he didn't think too much about it.

He quickly heated up the leftovers from lunch and ate them for dinner. Since it was a holiday, his aloof teacher, Ms. Shui, didn't come to tutor him, so he was quite free. Since no one was home, he turned on the TV and sat in the living room to watch it.

He Ming waited until after nine o'clock before he heard footsteps outside the living room. He looked up and saw that it was indeed his adoptive parents. It was unusual for them to come home together.

Soon, He Ming realized something was wrong. Both the "Indifferent Emperor" and the beautiful foster mother looked terrible, especially the latter, whose almond-shaped eyes were slightly red, her pretty face haggard, as if she had just been crying.

The two sat on either side of He Ming, neither speaking, the atmosphere chillingly cold.

"Aunt Xia, what's wrong?"

He Ming asked, puzzled, unable to hold back any longer.

"One-tenth of our company's assets have been secretly transferred to the name of that acting director of the Lü family!"

Xia Jingmei took a deep breath and said softly.

"Uh, what happened? Have you found out who did it?"

He Ming didn't understand business matters and didn't think one-tenth was a big deal, so although he asked, he remained calm.

Xia Jingmei glanced at He Ming, lowered her head, and began to sob softly, her slender shoulders trembling slightly, looking very pitiful.

He Ming was stunned for a moment, then comforted her, "Aunt Xia, don't be sad. It's just one-tenth. Money can be earned back!"

"Heh, that's easy for you to say. One-tenth is billions, and it involves many departments. If the Lü family wants to deal with us, they can just withdraw some working capital, and all the trades under our name will collapse. At that time, forget about earning it back, you'll be lucky if you don't lose all your assets!"

The "Indifferent Emperor," who had been silent all along, suddenly sneered.

He Ming didn't expect things to be so serious and was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to comfort his beautiful foster mother.

"Cry, all you do is cry, aren't you annoying!"

A few minutes later, Chen Junyan said impatiently.

Hearing this, Xia Jingmei sobbed even louder, crystal tears constantly sliding down her delicate, round chin.

He Ming glanced at the "Indifferent Emperor," and couldn't help but feel disgusted. It was one thing not to comfort his wife who was sad, but to scold her instead. It was a waste that she had been with this "useless man" for so long!

To prevent his beautiful foster mother from suffering further, He Ming got up and went upstairs, taking out the "evidence" he had just obtained that morning. He went downstairs and handed it to the indifferent emperor, saying, "This is information about some illegal activities that Lü Zhenbing and the Tianchong gang have been involved in. I just got it this morning!"

He Ming knew very well that with this evidence, he could definitely force the Lü family to return the funds, principal and interest. He was confident that if he could think of this, Chen Junyan couldn't possibly not.

Chen Junyan was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed. With a speed comparable to the "Sichuan opera face-changing" skill, he excitedly extended his trembling hand to accept the document, then took out several sheets of paper and began to examine them carefully.

He Ming sat down and continued to comfort his beautiful foster mother, saying, "Aunt Xia, don't be sad. With this evidence as leverage, the Lü family will definitely have to return the assets they stole, principal and interest!"

Xia Jingmei seemed not to hear him and continued to sob softly, which made him somewhat puzzled.

"Haha, great, really great! With this, the Lü family won't be so smug for long!"

Chen Junyan suddenly laughed to himself.

"Uncle Chen, I need to tell you something. This was secretly obtained for me by Wang Yong. The higher-ups of the Tianchong Gang have been preparing for this for a long time and will likely make their move soon, probably targeting the Lü family. So you must maximize the value of this evidence as soon as possible, otherwise, if they get there first, its value might be greatly reduced!"

He Ming couldn't help but remind him. It was obvious that the indifferent adoptive father's biggest goal wasn't to bring down Lü Zhenbing, but rather his shares in Jincheng. If the Tianchong Gang was also after money, then their goals were exactly the same. The one who acts first naturally has the advantage, and those who come later can only get the scraps.

"Yes, thank you for reminding me. I really owe you a lot for this!"

Chen Junyan looked at He Ming with an unprecedented expression of admiration.

The three of them sat there, each with a different expression: Chen Junyan was excited, He Ming was worried, and Xia Jingmei was sad.

"Then I'll go upstairs first!"

After a long while, Chen Junyan unexpectedly greeted He Ming, carefully put four or five sheets of paper into a file bag, and then went upstairs with an excited expression.

Now, only He Ming and his beautiful adoptive mother remained in the living room.

"Aunt Xia, don't be sad. Uncle Chen must be anxious, that's why he spoke so harshly!"

To comfort his "beautiful wife" whom he had already reserved in his heart, He Ming lied and spoke well of the indifferent emperor.

Xia Jingmei remained silent for a long time, then suddenly raised her pretty face, which was full of tears, and asked, "Xiao Ming, what do you think of Teacher Shui?"

"Hmm, she's very good!"

He Ming didn't know what to say, but answered truthfully. After spending so much time with her, he had already discovered that the beautiful Shui was only cold on the outside; in fact, she was as innocent as a little girl, blushing easily.

"Then why did she disregard our sisterly bond and instead help the Lü family?"

Xia Jingmei stared intently at her fourteen-year-old adopted son, seemingly hoping for a satisfactory answer.

He Ming was stunned, and after a long while, he stammered, "Aunt Xia, do you mean that Teacher Shui transferred the company's assets to the Lü family?"

"I don't want to believe it either, but only she had the means to do so, and she didn't come to work this morning, nor did she ask for leave; we've lost all contact!"

Xia Jingmei's face showed a pained expression.

He Ming was completely stunned!

Chapter 86 Beauty Trap (Part 1)

The sudden defection of the cold and beautiful tutor left He Ming feeling indescribably sad, but what could he do? Should he question her? Everyone had vanished without a trace!

First Liu Qinyue, then Meng Lei, and now Shui Bingning; the beauties around him left one by one for various reasons, which made He Ming feel somewhat sentimental!

A new week began, and the campus returned to its bustling activity, but the academic atmosphere was no longer as strong as before, thanks to the absence of the thousands of outstanding senior students.

The Lu family matter was considered settled, but He Ming still harbored a worry: the beautiful Liu Qinyue, now married to another man.

So, he began to ponder this matter again, racking his brains for a solution.

By the end of the day, he had a vague plan in mind.

To truly possess Liu Qinyue, the first step was naturally to break her up with that man surnamed Zheng.

The most effective way to break up a couple was to insert a third party, because no one could tolerate their partner's infidelity.

He Ming wanted to play that role, but he was still a student, with limited time and energy, and simply didn't have the means.

Of course, He Ming wasn't prepared to send a man to seduce Liu Qinyue; he had no such inclination. So, he could only set his sights on that bald Zheng.

"A beauty trap!"

These four words suddenly popped into He Ming's mind. That's right, it involved finding a woman to seduce Zheng the Bald, ruining their marriage and achieving his goal.

This method had been overused on TV, but old tricks don't matter as long as they work!

Having figured out the general approach, he now needed a woman named Mu Se as the third party. Of course, using Liu Qinyue as a benchmark, this woman's qualities absolutely couldn't be too bad.

This was a bit of a headache. He Ming knew quite a few beautiful women in real life, but none of them were suitable. If he were to find one now, he could definitely find one—after all, money makes the world go round—but he also wanted a woman with good looks himself, so how could he bear to send a lamb to the slaughter?

This was indeed a difficult choice!

In the afternoon, He Ming went home as usual. Although he no longer had a tutor and didn't know what his adoptive parents planned, he still wanted to go home and see how things went on his first day. If his adoptive parents were still planning to find him a tutor, he would try to persuade them to abandon that idea!

He Ming's entire focus is now on Liu Qinyue, and he desperately needs more time to devote to her!

He Ming waved goodbye to his girlfriend and returned home, only to find that his adoptive parents hadn't returned yet. So he ate dinner by himself and waited until eight o'clock before his beautiful adoptive mother finally came home!

"Aunt Xia, has Teacher Shui been found?"

He Ming asked with concern, though he already knew the answer from her tired face.

"Not yet!"

Xia Jingmei sat down in a chair, looking exhausted, her delicate hand supporting her rounded chin. Wearing an OL short skirt and black stockings, her legs were lightly propped up to one side, seemingly unwilling to say anything more.

He Ming hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "Aunt Xia, there's something I want to tell you!"

"Hmm! Go ahead!"

Xia Jingmei seemed to snap out of a daze and said.

"It's like this, Teacher Shui isn't here right now, and I've been so busy lately, I need some free time. Could you please not hire any more tutors for me for now?"

He Ming asked earnestly, wanting his beautiful adoptive mother to know he wasn't lying because he was just looking for fun.

"Alright! I'll talk to your Uncle Chen!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Jingmei didn't question it and readily agreed.

He Ming was secretly excited, but he knew that the "Indifferent Emperor" was still in charge in this house, so he planned to talk to him personally.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock that the Indifferent Emperor returned. Hearing He Ming's request, he agreed without hesitation. Seeing the rare smile on his face, he was clearly in a good mood, probably because he had caught the Lu family, his mortal enemy, red-handed!

That night, He Ming naturally couldn't resist peeping into his adoptive parents' room, but Xia Jingmei seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't seem interested in any seduction. Soon, the two turned off the lights and went to sleep.

He Ming returned to his room. Since he had no chance to release his pent-up energy during school hours, and being a very energetic teenager, he took out his treasured sexy panties and stockings, stared at them, and released his pent-up desire before finally falling into a deep sleep. "

Brother Ming, I'm probably transferring schools next semester!"

The next day, Wang Yuxin suddenly said to He Ming. Since losing her virginity, she was behaving like a girl in love, completely oblivious to any consequences. She would cling to He Ming as soon as class was over, and now the whole class probably knew their relationship was quite special.

"What? Where are you transferring to?"

He Ming was shocked. If she transferred to another city, he and his girlfriend wouldn't be able to spend as much time together.

“It’s like this, my family has moved to the West District now. It’s more convenient for my parents to go to work, but it’s much farther for me to go to school. So, I’m planning to transfer to the No. 3 Middle School there next semester!”

Wang Yuxin explained, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. Although it was still a long time before the transfer, her pretty face already showed reluctance.

“It’s okay, I’ll go back and talk to my Uncle Chen and Aunt Xia, and I’ll transfer to No. 3 Middle School next semester too!”

He Ming frowned and thought for a moment. Since it was inconvenient for him to go to school now anyway, why not use that as an excuse? He figured his adoptive parents wouldn’t have any reason to object.

“Really? Will Uncle and Aunt agree?”

Wang Yuxin was overjoyed, but still a little worried.

"They'll definitely agree. Going to school is inconvenient for me too, so they have no reason to refuse!"

He Ming reassured her.

"That's great!"

Wang Yuxin jumped for joy.

On Wednesday, Wei Jie brought mixed news: Wang Yong had been expelled from the Tianchong Gang. "The Tianchong Gang is really despicable!

Brother Wang has made many contributions over the years, and now they just expel him like that, without giving him a single penny of compensation. Luckily, he still has some savings, otherwise he'd be struggling to make ends meet!" Wei Jie said angrily. "Sigh!" He Ming sighed, unsure what to say. The only thing he could do was ask the "Indifferent Emperor" to help release his father. "Now that Brother Wang isn't a member of the Tianchong Gang anymore, we have nothing to worry about. It's time to teach that Duan guy a lesson!" Wei Jie said, his eyes flashing coldly. "When do we make our move?" He Ming immediately responded, feeling somewhat guilty. If it weren't for him, how could Wei Jie have become enemies with that Duan guy? He even got his leg injured! "I was planning to act quickly, but you don't have time tonight, so let's wait until Sunday!" Wei Jie said after thinking for a moment. "What do you mean I don't have time? I don't have tutoring tonight anymore!" Although it was a good thing, he still felt quite emotional thinking of Shui Bingning. "Oh, that's great, then let's do it tomorrow night! Because to teach that kid a lesson, we need to call some more skilled guys. I don't contact them often, and our relationship has faded. We have to get together tonight!" Wei Jie pondered, then said apologetically, "I'll have to rely on you for the expenses. I'm a poor man!" "What are you saying? This whole thing started because of me!" He Ming shook his head indifferently, then asked with concern, "This time, are you going to reveal your identity and fight that kid head-on, or are you going to use underhanded tactics?" "Of course, we'll do it covertly. We'll strike tonight. Everyone wear a mask to disguise ourselves and try not to be recognized. Even if that kid is bad, he's still the vice leader of the Blazing Fire Gang. If we expose him, we'll have no good days ahead. We might get hacked to pieces and dumped in a ditch without even knowing it!" Wei Jie replied. He Ming felt relieved. To be honest, this was precisely why he was targeting that Duan guy but not Lü Chuan for the time being. Duan hadn't sent anyone to deal with him, which meant that Duan hadn't yet considered him worthy of a beating. With such an enemy, grudges could be settled temporarily. As long as he disguised himself and didn't reveal his identity, beating him up would temporarily vent his anger, and he could deal with the rest later. But Lü Chuan was different. Whether he disguised himself or not, whether he targeted him or not, under the influence of Chen Xuan and other factors, he would definitely face endless retaliation. Therefore, the outcome of a fight in the short term was completely irrelevant! After school in the afternoon, He Ming called home, saying he would be back later. Then he followed Wei Jie to a karaoke bar just minutes from the school. To avoid suspicion, they didn't meet at "Heavenly Sounds." Wei Jie had invited five rather robust young men, all tall and muscular, shirtless, their exposed arms clearly bulging from working out. Wei Jie introduced them: Zhang Qiang, Zhou Jian, Tang Guojun, Zhao Hong, and Kang Rufeng. Seeing these capable assistants, He Ming felt more confident. After spending about two hours at the karaoke bar, Wei Jie first stated their purpose for the night. After the men agreed, they discussed the specific steps of their operation. "Damn, I've been so pent up lately, brothers, how about finding a girl to relieve some heat tonight!" Having eaten and drunk their fill, the eldest, Zhang Qiang, stared intently at the alluring figure of the waitress leaving the private room and suddenly suggested. "Sure!" the others readily agreed. The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck He Ming, his mind clearing as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, and a difficult problem was solved. "That's it! Why don't I find a pretty young lady to seduce that guy surnamed Zheng?" He Ming almost burst out laughing. These girls were top-tier; even if they were incredibly beautiful, he would never consider having them as girlfriends. Besides, these kinds of girls valued money above all else. With enough money, they'd be more than willing to be mistresses; they could even strip naked in public! "Great! Do any of you gentlemen know where to find top-quality young ladies? Price doesn't matter, I'll take them all. But the most important thing is that they have to be beautiful, absolutely stunning!" He Ming, who had been mostly silent, suddenly spoke up. Wei Jie was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with a puzzled expression. He couldn't possibly understand why this guy with two beautiful girlfriends would want to find a young lady! "Haha, thank you so much, Brother He! I know a place with really beautiful girls, many of them college students, that's awesome!" The young man surnamed Zhou laughed heartily. "Alright, Brother Zhou, lead the way!" He Ming waved his hand and said. "Hey, Old He, are you really going?" Wei Jie suddenly reached out and tugged at He Ming's sleeve. "What's wrong?" He Ming asked, puzzled. After a moment, he suddenly chuckled and said, "Hey, Old Wei, are you still a virgin? Too scared to go?" "Tch, scared to go? Who's afraid of who?" Wei Jie pretended to be disdainful, but everyone could see that he was just putting on a brave face. "Go if you dare, go if you don't, go home. Nobody's forcing you!" He Ming teased. "Fine, who's afraid of who!" Wei Jie was a little annoyed and stood up to walk away first. Chapter 087 Beauty Trap (Part Two) The group got into a taxi and arrived at a bustling area a few minutes later. Led by Zhang Qiang, they entered a large nightclub. As soon as they entered, deafening music assaulted their ears. He Ming, a person who preferred quiet, found this environment quite unsettling. He frowned and glanced around. Above, a huge colored light spun continuously, shooting multicolored beams in all directions. In the middle of the hall below, twenty or thirty women were wildly twisting their bodies, as if they were having an epileptic fit, their expressions filled with a decadent frenzy. On the other side, on a raised platform, several scantily clad, voluptuous women were twirling their slender, supple bodies like snakes, their long hair whipping wildly as they danced a hot, energetic dance. At the edge of the hall, there were several sofas and chairs, not many people sitting, with plenty of empty seats. The group found a place to sit, and within minutes, a rather handsome male waiter came over with a small notebook, asking what they wanted. The men had ulterior motives. Zhang Qiang casually ordered two items and then said, "Hey bro, get a few pretty girls to keep us company!" He pulled a hundred-yuan bill from his bag and tossed it over. The waiter beamed and nodded repeatedly.

He Ming felt a little embarrassed. He had offered to treat, but someone else had paid. Although he had never been to a place like this before and lacked experience, he had seen tips on TV and knew about them, but he hadn't realized it at first.

A few minutes later, a waiter came over with the food. Since it wasn't the same waiter, to avoid further embarrassment, He Ming immediately tossed over a tip.

After sitting for a while, seven women dressed in flamboyant attire came over and squeezed between them, each clinging to one of them, acting coquettishly.

Looking at the woman clinging to his arm, He Ming frowned. Indeed, by most people's standards, she was above average in looks, but having spent his days surrounded by stunning beauties, he had lost interest in these ordinary women, especially their heavily made-up faces and overpowering perfumes, which he found quite repulsive.

He Ming scanned the other six women; their looks were neither exceptional nor lacking. Compared to Liu Qinyue, they were far inferior, even to the youthful Wang Yuxin.

Finding no target, He Ming took out three hundred yuan from his pocket and tossed it to the woman clinging to him, saying, "Go on, that's all for you!"

The woman paused for a moment, then happily stood up and left.

"Hey He, why did you send her away? Aren't you interested in women?"

The speaker was Zhou Jian, the shortest of the group, though at least 1.75 meters tall, with a burly build and strong physique.

A few beads of cold sweat trickled down He Ming's forehead. He gave an awkward smile, unsure how to explain. Should he admit that the woman wasn't as attractive as his friend?

"Hey Zhou, you don't know, Old He's girlfriend is incredibly beautiful. He's probably overwhelmed by her, how could he possibly have energy for other things!"

Wei Jie, feeling extremely uncomfortable being entangled by the woman beside him, chimed in.

"Oh, then you really should conserve your energy!"

Zhang Yong laughed heartily. He was the oldest and tallest, the strongest of them all. The woman next to him, about 1.6 meters tall, looked petite in comparison, making one worry how she would withstand the onslaught later!

He Ming knew that since he was treating, it was best to pay upfront. Otherwise, he didn't want them all coming to him one by one after the meal. So, he pulled out a large wad of red banknotes from his wallet, divided them into six 1,000-yuan bills, and tossed them to the six women, saying, "Take good care of these big brothers!"

Actually, he knew nothing about the going rate in this area. Although he had heard the boys in his class brag about it, saying that the girls at certain massage parlors only charged 50 yuan, this was a high-end place, so he offered what he considered a reasonable amount.

"Thank you, big brothers!"

The six women beamed and hurriedly put the money into their wallets. Seeing this, He Ming knew he might have taken too much, but now he was a multi-millionaire and didn't care about such a small amount.

He Ming really wanted to ask the owner who the prettiest girl in the nightclub was, but because of the people around him, he couldn't do it. Otherwise, they would think he was getting all the meat while others were left with the scraps.

"Hey, I'm really not feeling well. How about it, baby, how about we get me a massage?"

Zhang Yong, the most lecherous one, left with his woman after less than ten minutes.

Next, except for Wei Jie, the others also left with their women.

He Ming waited for a while, but found Wei Jie still awkwardly sitting on the sofa, struggling to deal with the women around him. He was both amused and anxious. He said, "Hey Wei Jie, what are you still doing here? We're not waiting for you!"

"Mind your own business!"

Wei Jie replied irritably, annoyed by the nagging.

"Did I guess right? You really are a virgin?"

He Ming had no choice but to resort to reverse psychology.

"Bullshit!"

Seeing the faint sneer on the woman's face beside him, Wei Jie blushed and retorted angrily, then yelled at her, "Give me a massage!"

The woman smiled sweetly, pulled Wei Jie to his feet, and left.

Finally, an opportunity presented itself. He Ming stood up, looked around, then walked to the counter and asked the male clerk behind him, "Excuse me, is your boss here?"

The clerk looked up, sized He Ming up and down, a hint of disdain on his face, and said, "No!"

"Then who's in charge here now?"

He Ming pressed.

"What do you want?"

The clerk seemed to sense something strange about He Ming's tone, looked up again, and said coldly.

He Ming was somewhat taken aback, then took out his wallet, pulled out a few hundred

-yuan bills, and handed them over, saying, "Please help me find them!" Money makes things easy; the waiter's expression instantly changed completely, and he smiled, saying, "Please wait a moment!"

About a minute later, the waiter returned, followed by a short, stout man in his fifties, wearing a uniform.

"I heard you wanted to see me?"

the short, stout man scrutinized He Ming, seemingly trying to discern something.

"Well, what should I call you?"

He Ming was about to ask when he realized he didn't know how to address him.

"My surname is Liu, you can call me Manager Liu!"

the short, stout man said.

"Alright, Manager Liu, I'd like to ask, who's the prettiest girl here?"

A relieved look appeared on the short, stout man's face. It seemed this wasn't the first time someone had asked him this question. He casually replied, "She's not currently under control!"

"Manager Liu, please make an exception, I'd like to talk to her!"

He Ming pulled a large wad of RMB from his wallet, didn't even count it, grabbed the short, stout man's fat hand, and shoved it into his pocket.

The short, stout Manager Liu was stunned for a moment, looking at the bright red RMB in his hand, then at He Ming. He probably never dreamed that such a young man, who looked quite young, would be so generous. He stammered, "But, but she's drinking with guests!"

"Manager Liu, please make an exception!"

He Ming flattered.

"Alright, wait a minute!"

Manager Liu glanced at the large wad of banknotes in his hand again, gritted his teeth, and said.

He Ming was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, just as He Ming was about to lose patience, Manager Liu finally reappeared. When he saw the girl following behind him, his face was filled with amazement. He knew very well that the target he was looking for had appeared.

Chapter 88 Beauty Trap (Part 3)

This woman was probably around twenty-one or twenty-two years old. She had long, slightly wavy hair that flowed smoothly over one shoulder. Her face was a classic oval shape, lightly made up with a subtle blush, like a faint glow flowing beneath her skin. She was dazzlingly beautiful, with exquisite, flawless features that were highly three-dimensional and gave her a cool, aloof air. Most captivating were her large, bright eyes, which sparkled with a gentle, electrifying light. Her cherry-red lips were as vibrant as the finest bloodstone, sparkling like tiny stars and reflecting a mesmerizing crystalline brilliance. On her small earlobes were a pair of exquisite earrings that shone brightly under the light, adding a touch of ethereal radiance to her stunning face.

She wore a pristine white, low-cut halter-neck dress. The shoulder straps, about three fingers wide, were adorned with delicate lace trim. Though narrow, they were far from plain, hanging gracefully on her fair, delicate shoulders, showcasing a touch of feminine softness. Her enormous breasts pushed the thin fabric into an astonishing curve, the deep V-neck revealing a deep cleavage, with glimpses of her full, white breasts forming two full, rounded lines; one could almost feel their incredible elasticity.

While the dress was generally slightly loose, the waist was subtly tapered in, perfectly outlining her incredibly slender waist. Her waist was long and slender, like a beautiful snake, inspiring an irresistible urge to embrace her.

The lace-trimmed skirt was surprisingly short, barely covering her full hips. Because it wasn't a tight-fitting design, no one would doubt that with the slightest breeze, her cleavage would be instantly exposed.

The woman was beautiful and tall, with incredibly alluring legs. She wore white suspender stockings, the lace tops of which were completely exposed due to the short skirt, even revealing a short section of the suspenders. Her jade-like feet were adorned with white high-heeled sandals, which accentuated her perfectly curved legs, making them appear even longer and straighter. She could make an eighty-year-old man regain his virility and a three-year-old child experience premature puberty.

He Ming had never dreamed that a woman selling herself could be so beautiful. She was practically a campus beauty, a stunning beauty, comparable to Liu Qinyue in her own way—one mature, the other youthful, both equally sensual.

To be honest, upon first meeting her, He Ming's first impression of this beauty was one of an allure beyond her years. Why could a young girl be so alluring? The biggest draw was her pair of large, bright eyes. Every blink, with her long eyelashes fluttering, released a captivating allure, giving him an electric shock-like feeling, as if his heart had melted.

"Xiaoying, keep this guest company!"

Manager Liu walked up to He Ming, then turned to the girl and said.

The stunningly beautiful girl looked at He Ming, her large eyes fluttering as she sized him up. A hint of doubt appeared on her beautiful face, but she still parted her lips slightly and said, "Okay!"

"Then I'll take my leave!"

Manager Liu said goodbye to He Ming.

"Thank you for your trouble!"

He Ming nodded, then looked at the stunningly beautiful girl again. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even if he could make a deal with such a beautiful woman, he was really reluctant to hand her over to that man surnamed Zheng.

However, when he thought about how many men had visited such a beautiful body, his desire to possess her for himself lessened a lot. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Such a beauty, why become a prostitute!"

"Little brother, tell me, what do you need me to do?"

The beautiful girl seemed to think that He Ming was young, so she didn't seem too serious. She walked gracefully to the counter, leaning against her body, fully displaying her perfect curves, and a teasing look appeared on her pretty face.

"Then find me a place to give you a massage!"

He Ming looked around; this really wasn't the place to talk. He had originally wanted to ask the "girls" here if he could go out with a customer, but then he thought about his brothers having fun inside, and it would be impolite if they couldn't find him later. After thinking it over, his eyes glanced at the beautiful woman again. He thought, "Such a beauty, why not try her out first? I can use this as an opportunity to talk business." So he said,

"Alright, come with me!"

The woman was taken aback, probably not expecting this young man to be so direct and unreserved. However, since it was a customer's request, how could she refuse? She reached out her delicate hand and gently took He Ming's arm.

He Ming followed the woman into a passageway on one side of the hall. Looking around, he saw private rooms on both sides, like karaoke rooms, with people constantly going in and out.

"Sister, may I ask how I should address you?"

He Ming was still very clear about his main purpose for coming here today, so he asked.

"Hmm, sister's name is Wu Ying!"

the woman said without turning her head.

"Wu Ying? 'No Shadow, No Trace'? What a strange name!"

He Ming couldn't help but scoff inwardly.

Reaching the end of the passage, a staircase led upwards. He Ming followed Wu Ying to the second floor, immediately hearing faint, almost imperceptible moans and groans. Although he was no longer as introverted as before, his familiarity with such matters made him feel somewhat embarrassed.

He Ming involuntarily glanced at Wu Ying beside him. She remained calm and expressionless, clearly used to this kind of situation.

Seeing this, He Ming couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. If this woman didn't frequent such places of ill repute, he would definitely do everything in his power to win her over.

Wu Ying released He Ming and pushed open the door to a room, entering it.

He Ming followed closely behind. The room was simply furnished: a large bed, a television, and an air conditioner on one wall, making it seem quite empty.

Wu Ying turned and closed the door, then said to He Ming, "How about taking a shower first?"

"Yes!"

He Ming nodded. He couldn't refuse at a time like this. Even if he came to do this kind of transaction, he would probably be looked down upon to death. Being looked down upon by a "lady" was definitely not what he wanted.

Wu Ying gracefully walked up to He Ming and began to help him take off his T-shirt.

The intoxicating fragrance filled his nose, and He Ming was too lazy to refuse. He let her do as she pleased, closing his eyes to enjoy this emperor-like treatment.

Wu Ying's expression was focused and gentle, like a virtuous wife. She was not shy or reserved and quickly stripped He Ming naked.

She glanced at He Ming's lower body intentionally or unintentionally, then began to take off her own clothes.

He Ming's eyes were wide open. Even through the layer of clothing, he could feel the fiery heat of her delicate body. He wondered what a tempting sight it would be without the thin fabric covering her.

Wu Ying removed the delicate lace straps from her shoulders, then withdrew her hand. Losing her foothold, the slip dress slid down gently, revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin.

Underneath, Wu Ying wore a white, semi-transparent bra. She dared to wear it only because the slip dress straps were wide enough to cover the bra straps; otherwise, two thin straps might have accidentally appeared on one shoulder, which would have been truly unsightly. Her flat, toned

abdomen and slender waist were perfectly proportioned. Following the graceful curves of her waist, the white lace bra came into view, tightly binding her two full, high breasts, creating an unusually deep cleavage, like a magical black hole drawing He Ming's gaze.

The two rosy nipples were clearly visible through the completely transparent lace bra, a vibrant, captivating red. The small bra could not contain the woman's large breasts, exposing large expanses of snow-white flesh that shimmered alluringly in the silvery moonlight.

A white, transparent lace bra, like a thin veil, draped over her full breasts, making them appear hazy and alluring, shyly concealed. The small nipples were faintly visible, tempting one to suckle them.

The panties below, though also lace, were so small they resembled thongs. A small piece of fabric, about four fingers wide, barely covered her full private parts. Because it was made of sandy material, the dark pubic hair was clearly visible. Her two long, slender legs were so straight and delicate, slender rather than fleshy, flawless. Her small feet had exquisite toes, painted with bright red nail polish, looking incredibly beautiful and exuding an irresistible allure.

Wu Ying glanced at He Ming, who was lecherous, seemingly unable to bear his intense gaze. A faint pink blush appeared on her beautiful face, but without hesitation, she reached behind her back and gently unhooked her bra. Her two breasts suddenly sprang out, rippling with captivating waves.

Then, she bent down and pulled off her sexy panties, revealing her completely naked, alluring body.

He Ming's eyes were fixed on her flawless white body, his eyeballs almost bulging out. His mind was completely blank; all he felt was the primal instinct of a male being. The only change in his entire being was the rapid, visible erection of his thick penis between his legs.

Her long, wavy hair was pressed beneath her snow-white, exquisite body. Her neck was long and white, her collarbones delicate and sexy, her breasts full and firm, her waist slender and supple, her legs long and white, the sparse pubic hair in the valley between her legs revealing a tiny slit, her jade feet small and exquisite. Her entire body was graceful and naturally beautiful, her crystal-clear skin and figure as alluring as a beautiful mountain peak, truly deserving of the praise, "A little more and she would be fat; a little less and she would be thin."

Wu Ying walked to the side, opened a door, and said, "Should I help you wash, or will you wash yourself?"

"Uh, you help me wash!"

Even if He Ming was an idiot, he wouldn't insist on washing himself; he had long experienced the pleasure of a bath together.

Entering the bathroom, Wu Ying squeezed out some shower gel and gently rubbed it on He Ming's chest. After lathering it up, she stepped forward and reached down to rub his back.

He Ming felt his hard penis press against the woman's smooth abdomen. Because of her movements, her large, full breasts, with their bright red nipples, occasionally brushed against his chest; the soft yet firm sensation was incredibly arousing.

Wu Ying's movements were gentle, lathering He Ming's chest and back with foam. Her jade-like hand reached down and unabashedly grabbed his huge penis, then gently stroked it. What was supposed to be a washing motion looked more like masturbation.

He Ming savored the pleasure of her small hands touching his penis, almost groaning with pleasure.

Wu Ying carefully used her jade-like hands, covered in shower gel, to caress the enormous weapon until it was covered in foam. Then she leaned forward slightly, reaching behind him to wash He Ming's buttocks, bringing her entire body almost completely against the young man.

He Ming quietly experienced the pleasure of those two large breasts rubbing against his chest. The jade-like hands behind his buttocks were quite bold; her slender fingers occasionally lightly traced his cleft, and her full nails occasionally gently scraped his anus, sending jolts of electricity through his body, making him tremble slightly, his legs weak, and he couldn't even stand up.

Then, Wu Ying half-squatted down and began washing He Ming's legs.

Seeing the beautiful woman's delicate face moving in front of his enormous penis, He Ming longed to immediately embrace her head and shove his penis into her red, luscious mouth. However, seeing the shower gel covering her, he forcefully controlled his impulse.

Wu Ying stood up, picked up the showerhead, and rinsed the foam off He Ming's body before squeezing out more shower gel and applying it to his breasts.

Watching her two large breasts bounce up and down with her movements, He Ming was reluctant to leave. After a moment's thought, he grinned mischievously and said, "How about I wash you?" "

Sure!"

Wu Ying lowered her hands, standing motionless, giving off an air of resignation.

He Ming poured shower gel into his palm, then reached out and caressed the woman's breasts. At first, he acted like a gentleman, only lingering at the edge of her breasts. However, unable to resist the temptation, his fingers began to move up her breasts. Seeing that Wu Ying didn't react, he simply grabbed one of her full breasts in each hand and gently kneaded them, ostensibly to cleanse them, but in reality, to savor their alluring fullness.

Wu Ying's breathing gradually became heavier, her full breasts changing shape under the kneading of his large hands. A blush gradually spread across her pretty face, but her professionalism made her stand quietly and let him do as he pleased.

He Ming reluctantly left her soft breasts, noticing that her two small nipples were fully erect, faintly visible under the white foam, extremely tempting.

He Ming slipped his hand under the beautiful woman's arms, lingering on her smooth, white back for a moment before sliding down. His large hand grasped her two plump, white buttocks and began to knead them, using the same technique as when caressing her breasts. As if in revenge, his fingers occasionally slipped into the deep cleft of her buttocks. But he knew what pleasure was, and didn't want to retreat after just a brief exploration. He directly pressed his fingernails against her wrinkled anus, carefully feeling its contours.

"Ugh..."

Wu Ying finally couldn't withstand the unskilled stimulation and couldn't help but open her mouth to let out a groan.

He Ming became even more excited, groping her anus for a while before reaching forward and inserting his hand directly between her tightly closed legs. His ten fingers began to rub the warm crevice with difficulty.

Wu Ying's body trembled violently, as if all her strength had been drained away. She resisted yet welcomed him, her legs opening and closing intermittently, which only pleased the little lecher.

He Ming used his fingers to find the small, protruding clitoris in the soft flesh of her vulva and began to gently rub and press it.

Wu Ying immediately trembled, her delicate body swaying precariously. She quickly reached out her arms to support the young man's shoulders, letting out seductive moans.

He Ming's fingers began to slide down into the warm crevice, moving up and down. He could clearly feel his fingers being enveloped by the two labia minora; the secret passage at the bottom felt like a black hole sucking everything in, gradually drawing his fingertip in.

He Ming felt the warm vagina tightly holding his fingertip; clearly, the previous foreplay had aroused Wu Ying, and the engorged vaginal muscles made the vagina feel tighter.

He Ming inserted his finger in, then playfully teased it. Wu Ying immediately let out a high-pitched, lewd cry. Because this was their private world, she could freely express her pleasure with seductive moans.

He Ming's fingers poked around haphazardly, giving Wu Ying a pleasure that a penis could never provide. No matter how powerful a penis is, it's still straight, unlike fingers, which can bend and twist at will.

After playing with it for a while, He Ming began to carefully search for the legendary G-spot. He patiently tried each spot, and finally found it—a small area about two finger joints deep above the vagina. Each time he stimulated this spot, the beauty in his arms would tremble, and her vagina would tighten.

So, He Ming began to concentrate his attack, striking again and again.

With each strike of He Ming's fingers, Wu Ying's moans almost turned into screams, and after a violent spasm, her body went limp and collapsed downwards.

He Ming didn't have time to fully savor the hot, sweet fluid flowing from her vagina before quickly withdrawing his fingers, stopping the beauty's limp body, and then raising the showerhead to completely wash away the foam.

"You little rascal, you're so young, how do you have such great skills? Confess honestly, have you ruined a lot of girls?!"

Wu Ying regained some strength, steadied herself, and gently reached out to flick the young man's nose. After this close contact, she was clearly less reserved towards He Ming, her little guest.

"It's a lie! I only have one girlfriend!"

To save face, He Ming naturally refused to admit to being a womanizer.

"Who would believe that!"

Wu Ying rolled her eyes reproachfully, then said, "Come on! I'll give you a massage!"

He Ming followed the beauty into the room, and at her request, he sprawled on the bed in a starfish position.

"You little rascal, what kind of massage do you like?"

Wu Ying asked with a bright smile.

"What kind? What kinds are there?"

He Ming had never been to a place like this before, so he was completely clueless about these things.

Wu Ying rolled her eyes at He Ming, then rattled off a bunch of random things.

"I want a breast massage!"

He Ming decided without hesitation. He remembered very clearly that an actress in a certain Japanese adult film used this move. Of course, he didn't know if it was a "breast massage," but based on the literal meaning, it shouldn't be wrong.

“Okay!”

Wu Ying nodded, then picked up a pink plastic basin from the side and poured a lot of something resembling cooking oil into it before getting back onto the bed and kneeling beside He Ming.

He Ming lay on the bed, tilting his head, watching the beautiful woman beside him.

Wu Ying scooped up the oily liquid from the basin and smeared it on her chest, focusing on her two full breasts. The sticky liquid flowed down her flat stomach, making her chest look like it was covered with a semi-transparent film.

She smeared the liquid all over her chest, then scooped some up and spread it evenly on He Ming's back before getting up, leaning forward, her body pressing down completely, her two full and large breasts massaging and moving from side to side against the young man's back, changing shapes.

He Ming was so comfortable he almost trembled. The softness of her back was intoxicating, and the contact between his buttocks and the soft grass between the woman's legs sent a completely different tingling sensation. This double stimulation caused his already hard penis to swell again. Fortunately, the bed was soft enough, otherwise, crawling like this would have been extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Ying's snow-white arms supported her on either side of the small man's body, her full buttocks straddling his firm backside. She leaned forward from time to time, using her limbs to push, her two large breasts, covered in fluid, rubbing against each other with the movement of her body, like two white, plump rags.

After rubbing like this for a long time, Wu Ying got up, scooped some fluid from the basin, and smeared it on the soft mons pubis between her legs. Then she spread her legs and straddled one of He Ming's thighs, moving her plump buttocks back and forth, using her sticky, wet female private parts to gently rub against him.

He Ming closed his eyes. He could clearly feel the softness of the woman's private parts beneath her pubic hair, and the faint warmth that pierced his nerves, sending shivers down his spine.

Wu Ying then thoroughly serviced He Ming's entire limbs before instructing him to turn over and lie on his back. She then covered him with her entire body again, the two soft mounds rubbing against each other gently.

He Ming could clearly feel his penis pressed tightly against the woman's private parts. The sensation of touching her pubic hair and then her vulva alternated, the stimulation was unimaginable. If it weren't for his lingering affection for her breasts rubbing against his chest and abdomen, he would have already gotten up and taken her right there and then.

Wu Ying gradually moved her body backward, her two large breasts sweeping downwards until they reached He Ming's lower abdomen. Looking at the erect penis, a slight surprise appeared on her face. She then reached out her small hand and gently stroked it a few times before cupping her breasts between her toes and gently performing oral sex.

The breasts, already full and soft, were further lubricated with oil, making them feel like two giant balls of cotton, giving He Ming a feeling of ecstasy that was almost as intense as intercourse.

The dark foreskin would occasionally roll back with the friction of her breasts, revealing the entire monstrous glans. Wu Ying lowered her head slightly, opened her cherry-like mouth, and immediately took it in, her pink tongue circling the glans, occasionally lightly touching the urethral opening with the tip.

Under the intense stimulation of her oral sex, He Ming trembled with pleasure. Unable to resist any longer, he rolled over and pinned Wu Ying beneath him.

He Ming opened his arms wide, pulling Wu Ying tightly into his embrace, pressing his fiery lips against hers. Like a ravenous wolf devouring a sheep, he pressed Wu Ying's alluring body firmly onto the bed.

Wu Ying, thirsting and yearning, responded passionately like a long-awaited woman, her small, fragrant tongue entwining with He Ming's, sucking eagerly and greedily. At the same time, He Ming's hands launched a fierce attack; his left hand gripped Wu Ying's firm, perky breasts, occasionally gently kneading and pinching her nipples like ripe grapes, while his right hand explored upwards along her fair, rounded legs. Wu Ying's slender legs began to tremble, her waist twisting like a water snake.

In an instant, Wu Ying was panting heavily, her whole body aching and itchy, her legs spread wide. He Ming pressed his advantage, relentlessly teasing her full vulva, especially kneading her clitoris, the most sensitive spot for a woman. This made her vulva unbearably itchy, and she was constantly gushing with lustful fluids.

Wu Ying couldn't help but reach out and grasp the thick, hard penis, kneading the glans fiercely. Her face was flushed, and she weakly moaned and cried out, "Little husband... I... I can't take it... My honey hole is so itchy... and sore... I'm going to die... hum..."

He Ming used his hands to spread her legs apart and knelt between Wu Ying's lower body. His right hand parted her thick pubic hair, and his left hand gently parted her two full, protruding labia, his hand touching the wet and slippery surface of her vulva.

"Oh..."

Wu Ying gritted her teeth, staring at him with her alluring eyes, her breasts heaving rapidly, swaying wildly. "Hmph... little husband... you're so bad... I... I want you... I want your big cock... um... mmm... my pussy is so itchy... it hurts so much..."

He Ming wasn't in a hurry, carefully examining the beauty's private parts. He saw that Wu Ying's pubic hair was thick, black, coarse, and long, completely covering her mons pubis. Below, a barely visible slit of flesh, wet and glistening with moisture, revealed her labia minora, opening and closing like a small mouth.

He Ming couldn't help but lower his head, pressing his lips against her vulva and giving her a passionate kiss. Then, he licked and sucked her labia majora and minora with his tongue, exploring them before gently biting her clitoris with his teeth.

"Ah...ah...oh dear...husband...you're going to kill Xiaoying...oh dear..."

Wu Ying was licked until she felt itchy to the core, her buttocks twisting incessantly, her hands gripping He Ming's hair, her buttocks thrusting upwards and swaying from side to side. "Ah...oh dear...husband...Xiaoying can't take it anymore...you...licking...licking me so itchy all over...I can't...take it anymore..."

He Ming used his tongue to suck and lick for a while, and a stream of hot, sticky lustful fluid flowed out of her like a stream. Her whole body trembled, she bent her legs, raised her buttocks even higher, and made her mons pubis protrude even more.

Seeing that she was already in need, He Ming mounted her, grasped his large penis, and first rubbed the head of his penis against her mons pubis for a while, making Wu Ying cry out in unbearable itching, "Good husband... stop rubbing... it's so itchy inside... hurry... hurry up and put your big penis in... relieve the itch for Xiao Ying... please... hurry up..."

He Ming deliberately said, "Didn't you say you couldn't take it anymore?"

"You bad man... Xiao Ying is almost dying of itching... you're still teasing me... hurry up and put it in... it's so frustrating... hurry... hurry up..."

Seeing Wu Ying moaning lasciviously, He Ming was aroused to the point of ecstasy, his large penis throbbing wildly. He immediately satisfied her needs, launching a deadly offensive. His hips began to rise and fall, his large penis aimed at her tender vulva and plunged straight in, followed by a frenzied, relentless thrusting. He grasped one of her full breasts in each hand, kneading and rubbing them vigorously.

This fierce thrusting was exactly what Wu Ying wanted. The large penis thrust in and out of her honey hole, filling her tender little hole to the brim, making her feel wonderfully pleasurable. A wave of fullness and tingling pleasure washed over her, causing her to moan wildly, "Oh...hey...husband...good...good...oh...thrust again...ah...my honey hole feels so good...hum...hum..."

Wu Ying's breasts were being rubbed until they itched to the core, and she desperately pushed her buttocks up, constantly grinding back and forth and side to side. He Ming also thrust his waist down hard, the clitoris inside her vagina being hit by the large glans, both tingling and pleasurable. Wu Ying was so happy that she kept panting, "Good husband...oh...uh...big penis husband...I feel so...good...uh...oh...you're hitting my clitoris...oh...it's so sore..."

Hearing her moans of pleasure, He Ming quickly lifted her plump, pink buttocks and thrust his penis in and out forcefully. Wu Ying's petite vulva contracted and expanded as the large penis entered and exited, her vaginal muscles constantly churning and releasing. Each time the penis pressed down, a stream of white, lustful fluid was squeezed out of her tender opening, pressing against her buttocks and soaking the entire bedsheet.

"Ah...husband...ah...Xiao Ying...you can...play with me to death...oh...that deadly big penis..."

Seeing her intense arousal, He Ming quickly straightened up and turned Wu Ying's body over. Wu Ying was now lying face down on the bed, and looking at her plump, white buttocks, He Ming felt an even stronger urge to penetrate her. He quickly leaned down, pressing against Wu Ying's smooth back, parting her plump buttocks with his hands. His large glans rubbed between her plump labia a few times, finding the vaginal opening. With a thrust of his hips, his penis plunged in with a "plop."

Just as she was experiencing the blissful ecstasy of pleasure, He Ming cruelly pulled his large penis out of her honeypot, leaving Wu Ying feeling an immense emptiness that she could hardly bear. However, when he flipped her over and pressed down on her again, she regained that full, satisfying pleasure. A thick, long, extra-large penis pressed deeply against Wu Ying's sensitive clitoris, and she immediately felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, involuntarily thrusting her hips back. With each movement, the large glans rubbed against her clitoris, making her throbbing clitoris feel incredibly pleasurable.

Unable to resist the throbbing itch in her heart, Wu Ying moaned lasciviously, "Oh...oh...it's killing me...hmm...um...it feels so good...it's so amazing...oh...Xiao Ying...I can't take it anymore...ha...faster...I'm going to...ah...I

'm going to ...

He Ming pressed his hands against her two rounded thighs and thrust forcefully a few times. A stream of hot vaginal fluid gushed from her flower. Wu Ying's body trembled, and she moaned, "Ugh...husband...I'm going to cum..."

He Ming was about to continue his vigorous work when his phone suddenly rang. Helpless, he could only suppress his desire. He jumped out of bed, experiencing a blissful, almost unbearable pleasure.

He took out his phone and saw that it was already late, nearly ten o'clock. The caller was his beautiful foster mother; he must be worried because he hadn't returned yet.

He Ming let out a long sigh, calmed his heavy breathing, and answered the phone. He hugged Ping An and turned around. He saw the beauty on the bed, completely naked, looking at him with seductive eyes and a hint of desire on her pretty face. He regained his strength and pounced on her.

Wu Ying pleaded in a coquettish voice, "Husband, I really can't take it anymore, please spare me!"

He Ming laughed and said, "I'm not full yet."

Wu Ying covered her mouth and giggled, "You're like a hungry wolf, never satisfied."

He Ming laughed, "Then I'll be a hungry wolf again..."

As he spoke, he leaned forward and pressed down on Wu Ying, showering her with kisses and caresses, using both methods simultaneously. This made Wu Ying moan and gasp, her breasts trembling incessantly. Soon, she was filled with desire, her whole body trembling, and she cried out in a seductive voice, "Husband... don't do this to me anymore... I can't take it... come back and save me!"

He Ming no longer hesitated, flipping Wu Ying's body over again, making her kneel on all fours on the bed, then spreading her plump buttocks apart from behind and thrusting inside her.

Wu Ying also twisted her buttocks to match his thrusts: "Mmm...so beautiful...good brother...Xiao Ying's honey hole...feels so good from your big cock...faster..."

"Oh...husband...your big cock is touching my flower core...ah...Xiao Ying is being...killed by your big cock..."

Streams of hot, lustful fluid gushed out.

He Ming felt his glans being scalded by the hot, lustful fluid, feeling incredibly comfortable, which stimulated his primal instincts to erupt. He changed to a fierce and aggressive tactic, thrusting hard, grinding against her flower core, three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, inserting from both sides, using all his techniques. Wu Ying tightly hugged him with both hands and feet, the sound of her lustful fluids being pulled out and inserted, "plop," "plop," was incessant.

"Oh...good husband...Xiaoying...you...you're killing me...good brother...oh...I'm so happy...ah..."

Wu Ying felt an indescribable pleasure, so comfortable that she almost went crazy, holding He Ming tightly, twisting and shaking her buttocks violently.

"Oh...good brother...Xiaoying is so happy...ah...I feel so good I want to...I want to fly...husband...Xiaoying can't take it anymore...I want it again...ah..."

He Ming was thrusting and pounding into her flower core, and Wu Ying was no longer able to hold He Ming tightly. Her whole body was limp and soft on the bed, and she looked extremely charming.

Just as He Ming was enjoying his thrusting, he saw that she suddenly stopped moving, which made him unable to bear it. He spread her legs apart with both hands, lifted them onto his shoulders, took a pillow, put it under her big buttocks, and thrust his big cock in and out without mercy.

"Ah!"

Wu Ying cried out, her hands tightly wrapped around He Ming's broad back. "Husband... um... big cock... so... so thick... so big... oh... it feels so... so good... my pussy feels so beautiful... filled... filled... um..."

Wu Ying breathed heavily, feeling her pussy being penetrated by his thick, hot cock, which she had been longing for. The fullness, heat, and firmness made her weak all over, and she almost reached another climax.

"Xiao Ying... your pussy is so amazing... ah... so tight... it feels so good to fuck... um... so comfortable..."

He Ming panted and increased the speed of his thrusts, wildly thrusting. The strong suction of her pussy made him unable to stop for a moment. The layers of soft flesh that kept writhing tightly wrapped around his big cock, and the tingling current continuously impacted his nerves. Every thrust brought an intense pleasure that made his soul leave his body.

He Ming withdrew his large penis, leaving only the glans inside the vagina. Then, with a powerful thrust, the strong glans pierced through the soft, wet folds, slamming into the deepest part, stirring up a wave of lustful spray.

"Mmm!"

Wu Ying cried out, her head tilting back, her body arching upwards. A strong electric current pierced her heart like a sharp sword, leaving her mind blank. A pleasurable sensation quickly spread, as if carrying her soul to the vast sky.

Before she could catch her breath, He Ming began his fierce assault. His penis pumped in and out rapidly, thrusting and pounding relentlessly, like a pile driver with a motor, repeatedly entering and exiting the plump, juicy vagina. Her plump, full buttocks swayed seductively with each powerful impact, further stimulating the man's desire.

"Oh... um... good... so good... ah... your big cock is so strong... husband... you're so good at fucking... um... it's full... my cunt is filled... full... ah... so full... husband... um... it's hitting... hitting... um..."

"Slut... is your husband fucking you good...?"

Looking at the woman's wanton expression, He Ming asked excitedly.

"Good... um... so good... husband is so... so amazing... your big cock fucks... fucks my little cunt so... um... so comfortable... oh..."

Having tasted the pleasure of being in ecstasy, Wu Ying moaned wantonly. He Ming's big cock thrust all the way in each time, the glans hitting the flower core heavily like raindrops, and honey splattered everywhere under the powerful thrusting of the big cock.

Wu Ying felt like a small boat drifting in a storm, with no power to resist, and could only passively stick out her big ass, enduring the fierce and wild rape of the big cock.

"Ah...ah...husband...my uterus is going to...going to burst through...um...but...but it feels so good...so comfortable...oh...big cock husband...Xiaoying is going to die...um...um...melting...my pussy is going to...melting...oh...husband...kissing husband...um...you...you...is Xiaoying's pussy...does it feel...comfortable to fuck...?"

Wu Ying moaned wantonly, enjoying the pleasure without forgetting He Ming's feelings.

"Comfortable...comfortable..."

He Ming breathed heavily, "Your pussy is so tight...so wet...it grips my big cock so...so good...oh...grip harder..."

Under Wu Ying's intense reaction, her pussy contracted in waves, the feeling of tightness intensified. He Ming's penis was tightly wrapped by the wet, tight, tender flesh, the glans deep inside her flower was sucked and licked by the soft flesh, making him tremble with pleasure, every cell in his body seemed to be excitedly flashing and jumping under the intense pleasure.

"Mmm...mmm...so good...Xiaoying's cunt...fuck...fuck it...it's just...so good...mmm...fuck...fuck you to death...fuck you to death, you slut..."

He Ming's desire swelled rapidly under the woman's ecstatic moans. His huge cock thrust and pounded tirelessly, pursuing his primal instincts and venting his burning lust. He thought that no matter how much he fucked her, she was a prostitute who had been with countless men, and would never belong to him alone. So he slapped and ravaged her slutty, plump buttocks with all his might. The red palm prints were like bright roses, blooming one after another on the woman's snow-white buttocks.

Looking at the now bright red buttocks, He Ming's perverted and lewd desires were greatly satisfied.

"Ah...insert...insert so deep...so hard...oh...so beautiful...so beautiful...my little hole is going to be pierced...oh...fuck me hard...fuck Xiaoying's little...little cunt...ah...my flower core...my flower core is being hit again...oh...Xiaoying is my husband's cunt...ah...it's a little...little slutty cunt that likes to be fucked by her little husband...oh...so comfortable...I'm going to...I'm going to heaven..."

Under He Ming's powerful thrusting and humiliation, Wu Ying's lust quickly rose to a peak. The wild and brutal thrusting of the big cock and the forceful slapping of the palms did not make her feel pain, but rather she felt extremely comfortable and pleasurable.

Wu Ying's eyes were closed, her face full of pleasure, like a female dog lying on the bed, her beautiful legs tightly clenched, her small and crystal toes curled and trembled, and her snow-white plump buttocks eagerly tossed and turned with the powerful thrusting of the cock.

He Ming grew increasingly excited with each thrust, laying her back on the bed, grabbing her legs and hoisting them onto his shoulders. He gripped her waist with both hands, and thrust his large penis forcefully into her now-open vagina. The abundant nectar made penetration effortless, a wave of intense pleasure washing over him.

"Oh…mmm…your pussy is gripping my big cock…so…so good…mmm…your little pussy…grip…grip tighter…"

He Ming breathed heavily, leaning down to kiss her red lips. His right hand kneaded her large, full breasts, his glans pressing tightly against her soft clitoris, grinding and squeezing, enjoying the intense pleasure of her clitoris sucking at his glans like a small mouth.

"Ah... um... husband... you bad... you big bad guy... um... your pussy is so... so itchy... ah... so comfortable... it's... it's all the way... oh... I'm... I'm getting an electric shock... I have no strength left... ah... my pussy is so beautiful... um... it's so beautiful..."

Wu Ying's body went limp from this move, trembling as if she had been electrocuted, her juices flowing freely, as if her soul was about to be melted by his glans.

"Husband... Xiao Ying wants... wants more... oh... wants more..."

Wu Ying hugged He Ming tightly, arching her buttocks to make his glans grind more intensely and comfortably.

He Ming grasped her plump breasts with both hands and rubbed them hard, his waist constantly rotating and rubbing, his big penis grinding intensely against her clitoris. Soon Wu Ying's desire was aroused even more intensely, her pussy was gushing with juices, constantly writhing, her labia opening and closing, sucking on his thick penis, wanting it to be violated more intensely.

"Little husband... um... it's so itchy... my pussy is so itchy... fuck me... fuck Xiaoying's cunt... oh... my pussy hurts so much..."

He Ming looked at the wanton Wu Ying with a teasing expression, pinching her nipples with his fingers, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to fuck?"

Wu Ying's face was flushed, her eyes seemed to be overflowing with water, and she said in a trembling voice, "I want... I want a big cock to fuck... fuck Xiaoying's cunt..."

"You little slut!"

He Ming humiliated the woman, and those lewd words made him feel very satisfied, and the satisfaction quickly turned into impulse. He lifted his buttocks, leaving only the head of his penis in the woman's honey hole, and rotated it violently, causing Wu Ying to moan even more lewdly. Just as she was about to beg again, a wicked smile appeared on He Ming's lips, and his buttocks suddenly fell down, and his thick and hard penis slammed into the woman's wet and tight honey hole.

"Ah!"

Wu Ying cried out, a pleasurable moan bursting from deep within her throat. The massive, arrow-like penis pierced her soul, the intense current sending shivers down her spine.

"So...so good...so stimulating...ah...filled...the big cock is full again...mmm...fuck me...fuck me hard...ah..."

He Ming thrust his hips rapidly, employing a variety of techniques. Sometimes he thrust diagonally, sometimes he rotated and ground, constantly changing positions. Then came a storm of attacks, his powerful penis plunging in and out relentlessly, each thrust reaching its hilt, her delicate labia flipping in and out with each stroke. Each thrust brought forth copious amounts of vaginal fluid, creating a lewd, wet sound.

Wu Ying was driven to ecstasy, moaning loudly, constantly arching her hips to meet the man's penis. The sounds of flesh colliding, the "sizzling" of the penis thrusting, and the woman's soul-stirring moans mingled together, lingering in the air for a long time.

"Ah...ah...so...so deep...husband...your big cock is so good...hmm...it feels so good inside my pussy...my pussy is going to...going to melt...oh...again...again hitting my clitoris...my little husband...my clitoris is going to be...going through...ah...it feels so good...Xiaoying wants...want to be fucked by your big cock every day...Xiaoying is...belongs to my husband...Xiaoying's pussy is only for...hmm...ah...only for my little husband to fuck...ah...no...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to...I'm going to die..."

Wu Ying, having tasted the sweetness, cried out loudly. The man's big cock was so thick and powerful, filling her pussy completely without any gaps. The feeling of fullness and heat was so intoxicating. And the huge glans was even more ferocious, recklessly ramming and thrusting in the passage. The deep ridges under the glans fiercely scraped against the sensitive flesh walls, bringing waves of continuous, deep-seated pleasure.

Wu Ying forgot everything, completely lost in ecstasy, wildly swaying her snowy buttocks, eagerly welcoming the thrusts, letting her white breasts sway in waves of dazzling, wanton pleasure with each slap of the penis.

"Husband... Xiaoying's pussy is so... mmm... it feels good... is it good... comfortable... comfortable..."

Wu Ying opened her hazy eyes, murmuring wantonly in her sleep, yearning for her body to give the man the same intense pleasure.

Suddenly, the phone rang again. He Ming felt an urge to kill; he rushed off the bed, grabbed the phone, and saw it was Wei Jie.

He Ming suppressed his displeasure and answered the call.

"Hey, He Ming, where have you been? We're all waiting in the lobby!"

Wei Jie asked.

"I have some things to take care of. You guys go ahead, don't wait for me!"

He Ming was furious and angry, so he just gave a perfunctory reply and hung up the phone.

He Ming ravaged the two snow-white, smooth breasts, panting heavily, "Mmm...so good...Xiaoying's cunt is so tight...so soft...it feels so good to fuck with my big cock...oh...husband wants to fuck you every day...fuck your cunt..."

"Mmm...I want to...I want to be fucked by your big cock every day...I don't want to leave my little husband for even a day...oh..."

"You slut, you cunt! I'm going to fuck you to death today! I'm going to fuck your cunt raw!"

"Ah...ah...husband...Xiaoying is a slut...mmm...uh...it's a cunt...oh...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...mmm...so good...so good...your big cock is so hard...thrust...ah...it's hitting the spot...Xiaoying is going to...going to fly...ah...going to die..."

Wu Ying's lewd words and expressions drove He Ming completely mad. A surge of fervent desire welled up in his heart. He Ming gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, his thick cock thrusting in and out like lightning, wildly penetrating her wet cunt.

Under He Ming's fierce thrusts, Wu Ying descended into madness. His thick, powerful penis was so strong, the large glans penetrating deeply with each thrust, raining down on her delicate, sensitive clitoris. The deep grooves beneath the glans intensely rubbed against the soft walls of her vagina, an indescribable, extreme pleasure washing over her like a tidal wave, completely immersing her in a sea of lust. At this moment, she only wanted to be deeply penetrated by He Ming forever, never wanting to leave.

"Coming...coming...coming!"

"Ah!"

Her surging desire finally reached its boiling point with the man's powerful thrusts. Wu Ying cried out, her limbs tightly wrapped around He Ming's strong body, her beautiful body convulsing uncontrollably. A thick stream of vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her womb, washing over her hot, trembling vagina, collapsing along with her soul!

"So...so comfortable..."

Wu Ying's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, her body trembling violently with the release of her orgasm. Her alluring face was full of pleasure, but her desire was not satisfied. The power of the aphrodisiac was far beyond what one orgasm could achieve.

After resting for half a minute, Wu Ying hugged He Ming's body and pleaded lasciviously, "Husband...I want more...can I be on top, please..."

He Ming was naturally satisfied. He rolled over and lifted her onto him, his penis sliding out.

Wu Ying straddled He Ming, using her slender hands to spread her tender vulva and align it with his erect penis. With a "plop," her plump buttocks slid down, and the entire penis was inserted into her vagina...

"Oh...so big...I love riding in a car!"

Wu Ying's plump buttocks moved up and down, with rhythmic "sizzling" sounds. She swayed her slender waist, her full breasts shaking...

"If you like it, sit a little longer!"

He Ming's lower body thrust upwards.

She was not only drenched in sweat, but also frequently let out seductive moans: "Oh...oh...little...husband...sister feels so good!...so good...ah...ah!...your cock feels like it's...it's inside me...ah...it's so wonderful...oh...ah..."

She swayed up and down, causing her large, full breasts to sway back and forth, making He Ming lose his mind. He reached out and grabbed Wu Ying's breasts, kneading and rubbing them to his heart's content. Her already full breasts became even firmer, and her nipples became hard from the kneading.

Wu Ying moved faster and faster, involuntarily contracting her tender little hole to tightly suck the large glans. Covered in fragrant sweat, Wu Ying desperately moved her body up and down rapidly, her cherry lips opening and closing, panting heavily. Her long, black hair flew in all directions as she swayed her body. Her joyful moans and the "plop" sound of her penis being pulled in and out made He Ming even more excited. He Ming also felt his large glans being licked, sucked, and squeezed by her tender vagina, making his whole body tremble.

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