[Urban] My School Beauty Sister (Complete) - 37-39

Chapter 180 The Punishment of Evil

He Ming gently pulled aside Liu Qinyue's jade-like arms that were covering her breasts. Two full breasts appeared before his eyes, high and firm, white and plump, with bright red buds at the base, tempting him. He reached out and covered the soft peaks, sighing inwardly, "Wow, so soft and smooth, it feels so good!"

Liu Qinyue shifted restlessly, her smooth, round breasts trembling slightly. He Ming felt his penis gradually hardening, feeling uncomfortable against his shorts, so he quickly stripped naked.

He Ming sat down again, reaching out to pull Liu Qinyue close to his waist, admiring her sexy body.

Liu Qinyue's soft hand touched He Ming's penis, exclaiming, "Wow, it's so hard!" She then circled her slender fingers and rubbed the large glans.

He Ming cupped Liu Qinyue's pink cheeks, bent down and kissed her lightly, gently biting her soft earlobe. His tongue licked back and forth inside her ear, the intense tingling sensation causing Liu Qinyue to moan softly.

He Ming's right hand touched Liu Qinyue's high, firm breasts, gently kneading the soft, bouncy flesh. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and gently sucked on her nipple. His large hand climbed up to her other breast, kneading and rubbing it, occasionally pinching and rubbing the nipple.

The sensitive nipple was pinched and rubbed between his fingers, and Liu Qinyue's body tensed up. He Ming increased the pressure of his kneading on the smooth, soft mound of flesh.

"Ah, a little gentler!"

Liu Qinyue's slightly parted, trembling cherry lips couldn't help but let out a soul-stirring cry, her nipples both tingling and itching, making Liu Qinyue's soul tremble. Her eyes, narrowed to slits, glistened with tears, her breathing became erratic and rapid, and a faint blush quickly appeared on her fair face.

"Chirp!" He Ming sucked hard on her erect, rosy nipples. "Oh," Liu Qinyue's body trembled slightly, her head tilted back, and she involuntarily let out a soft moan.

He Ming gripped Liu Qinyue's fair breasts tightly, encircling the soft flesh. Her snow-white skin turned pink, and her nipples stood erect, their color even more vibrant.

"Oh, it tickles, no!"

Liu Qinyue's two shapely, straight legs involuntarily rubbed against each other. He Ming's tongue wrapped around her nipples, licking and biting them. The tender nipples were rubbed between his teeth, his wet, soft tongue and hard teeth biting and teasing the sensitive nipples. The soft, numb sensation made Liu Qinyue's body tremble violently. She was immersed in He Ming's play and couldn't extricate herself. She moaned and gasped without any restraint, "Ah, you, so, so beautiful, so comfortable!"

Liu Qinyue covered He Ming's hands that were wandering on her breasts, panting rapidly, "Ah... ah," her big, watery eyes gazing at the young man.

He Ming kissed Liu Qinyue's white, plump breasts, humming indistinctly like a hungry infant. His tongue licked back and forth on her nipples, clearly feeling the buds gradually swell and harden.

He Ming moved his mouth to the other side, sucking the entire areola into his mouth, his tongue circling the nipple incessantly. His body involuntarily moved to the middle of the bed, kneeling between Liu Qinyue's legs, his penis rubbing hard against her wet vulva.

"Mmm...mmm!"

Liu Qinyue let out muffled moans, her hands holding He Ming's head buried against her chest.

He Ming's left hand slid from her smooth, sexy abdomen to her delicate, burning thigh, gently caressing her sensual curves.

"Mmm...ah!"

Liu Qinyue moaned uncontrollably as He Ming's tongue licked and kissed her from her full breasts, across her smooth abdomen, to her inner thigh.

Liu Qinyue watched He Ming kiss her with hazy eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably, her head resting against the headboard, half-reclining.

He Ming's large hand went around Liu Qinyue's waist, pulling down her purple panties.

"Ah! Forget it, I'm afraid Mom and Dad will hear!" Her panties slipped down to her feet, the cool sensation making Liu Qinyue feel incredibly embarrassed, and she pleaded.

"Whether they find out or not is up to you. Anyway, I won't be as wild as you when we make love, moaning loudly!"

He Ming chuckled teasingly, and before Liu Qinyue could say anything, he pulled her tightly into a hug, pressing his hot lips to hers in a deep kiss. His hands roamed over her breasts, kneading her full breasts, his index finger gently teasing her already erect and hardened nipples.

"Let me take good care of you!"

He Ming breathed into Liu Qinyue's ear, his deep voice seductive.

"Oh, such delicate skin, and the color of your nipples is so beautiful!"

He Ming's fingers played with Liu Qinyue's high, full breasts, pinching them lightly and heavily. This made Liu Qinyue's breathing quicken, and his hands explored downwards, touching her sparse, soft pubic hair.

"Wow! You're so wet!"

He used his right hand to flip Liu Qinyue's two wet, tender lips back and forth, his fingertips lightly touching her clitoris, causing Liu Qinyue to moan involuntarily: "Ah, no, don't do that, ah, um, be gentle, oh, don't put your fingers in... ah!"

He Ming forcefully thrust his fingers in and out of her tight honey hole, milky white lustful fluid trickling out from between Liu Qinyue's legs with each thrust, making her thighs incredibly wet.

"Ah... ah... again... faster... ah... I... I can't take it... ah... I'm... I'm going to... I'm going to lose it... let... let me rest... rest for a bit, okay?"

Liu Qinyue raised her pointed chin, stretching her snow-white neck as she moaned, of course, still subconsciously trying her best to keep her voice down.

He Ming remained unmoved, and tentatively rubbed the entrance of her honey hole again, her snow-white thighs spasming and tightening, warm, sticky love fluid dripping from between her labia, then he extended his middle finger and inserted it into the tender red entrance of her honey hole.

"Ah!"

Liu Qinyue's beautiful, snow-white body trembled rapidly. He Ming's fingers slowly probed into her narrow, burning honey hole, the vaginal muscles involuntarily twisting and clamping tightly around his fingers.

"You're so lewd!"

The vaginal fluid quickly spread from He Ming's fingers to his palm. He pulled out his wet fingers and brought them close to Liu Qinyue's pink cheeks, a wicked smile on his face.

"Mmm!"

Liu Qinyue gasped and moaned shyly, letting out heart-pounding moans as she leaned against He Ming's chest. He Ming reached out and grabbed her slender ankles, pushing her straight, smooth thighs up, clearly seeing her rosy vulva. The glistening, tender red labia were more alluring than a blooming flower, even the slightly swollen pink clitoris was fully visible.

"Hmph...faster...faster..."

Overwhelmed by the surging pleasure, Liu Qinyue pleaded anxiously and ashamedly when He Ming suddenly stopped.

He Ming bent down and burrowed between her fair thighs, admiring the alluring sight up close. Then, he extended his tongue, seductively asking, "Would you like me to lick you there?"

"Hmm...no..."

Liu Qinyue instinctively twisted her waist and squeezed her thighs together, turning her face away shyly.

He Ming rubbed her wet, sticky labia with his right index finger, then buried his head under her mons pubis. His tongue, moistened with the slightly salty, sticky love juice, gently licked the cleft of her vulva.

Her long, shapely legs were spread open, and Liu Qinyue tilted her head back

, moaning softly. He Ming gently pressed her clitoris with his fingertips, licking upwards. His tongue traced the labia and penetrated deep into her vagina. Liu Qinyue thrust her mons pubis towards He Ming's mouth, letting out high-pitched moans: "Ah...ah...gentle...no...harder...ah...so...so beautiful...oh...so comfortable...ah."

"Hmm... um!"

The intense tingling sensation caused Liu Qinyue to gradually relax her slender thighs, and He Ming's tongue swept back and forth along the glistening wet crevice.

"Oh... ah... hmm... ah... oh!" Liu Qinyue excitedly raised her chin, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in pain, and she opened her small mouth to let out a satisfied moan. She moved her plump buttocks impatiently, panting, and love juice kept seeping from her crevice.

He Ming slowly pressed his entire mouth against hers, his tongue swirling around the slightly parted entrance of her honeyed cave, licking with relish. He was increasingly enjoying the stimulation of oral sex.

Liu Qinyue's thighs, held tightly in He Ming's hands, trembled violently, her jade-like toes clenching tightly, and she involuntarily groaned, "Uh...deeper...deeper...ah...please, I can't take it anymore!"

Liu Qinyue's teary eyes were hazy, and she groaned as her breasts were kneaded and her honeyed cave was sucked, making her body go limp. The young man pressed tightly against her smooth, fragrant shoulders, and Liu Qinyue's plump buttocks slid down, pressing against He Ming's face as he sucked on her vulva.

He Ming's mouth and Liu Qinyue's juicy, sticky honeyed cave were tightly joined, without a single gap. The delicate petals were tightly sucked by He Ming, who probed his tongue into the honeyed cave, his chin covered in her juices.

"Oh..."

The spring tide deep within her wet, soft honey cave was drawn out by He Ming. Liu Qinyue tossed her beautiful hair, grabbed her thighs and clenched them tightly, her alluring body arching gracefully. She held her slender ankles, her delicate toes curling inward, her jade arms and pink legs completely open, revealing her bright red, wet, sticky vulva. He Ming sucked hard on the smooth flesh, his tongue plunging into the watery honey cave.

"Ah... Oh."

With intense moans, her slender waist arched upward with all her might, her long, thin fingers gripping her delicate ankles seemed to have reached their limit. He Ming's tongue was clamped by the soft flesh, his mouth flooded with a large amount of lustful fluid, and He Ming rotated his tongue tip inside the honey cave.

As the dizzying pleasure swept over her, Liu Qinyue's juices soaked the sheets beneath her buttocks. "Ah...no...I can't...take it...anymore!"

she cried weakly. He Ming's face left her snow-white buttocks, long strands of sticky nectar flowing between her tender labia and his tongue.

He Ming, his mouth wet and sticky, climbed up, turning to embrace her soft, full body. His hands squeezed her soft breasts, his lips and tongue caressing her smooth skin, pulling at her erect, rosy nipples between his fingers, sucking on her soft, fragrant lips, his tongue swirling inside her mouth.

He Ming smelled her intoxicating scent, and his penis throbbed painfully. He pulled Liu Qinyue's head down towards him, and she slowly lowered her head, her hair brushing against his bare thighs, sending shivers down his spine.

He Ming pressed his penis against her lips, his intention quite clear. Liu Qinyue understood and opened her mouth, taking his penis in and sucking hard. Her warm, moist lips enveloped the glans, her tender tongue gently licking the urethral opening. Her left hand held He Ming's leg, while her right hand gently rubbed his testicles. Her smooth tongue swept over the glans, occasionally biting it lightly with her teeth. He Ming's blood filled his lower body, and his glans swelled even more. Liu Qinyue's small mouth was already wide open, barely able to contain the large glans. She tried her best to swallow, her warm, moist tongue swirling around the glans, occasionally touching the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue. Her small hands gripped his penis, saliva dripping down it, and she made muffled "mmm" sounds: "It's so big!"

He Ming reached out to stroke her rounded thighs, inserting his hand between her protruding mons pubis, moving towards the inside of her thighs, until he reached her wet vaginal opening. He inserted his middle finger into the slit and began to gently thrust in and out.

The temperature inside Liu Qinyue's mouth suddenly increased. He Ming felt his glans incredibly aroused in her soft, warm mouth, especially with the occasional stirring of her little tongue. If it weren't for his exceptional talent, he probably would have surrendered in just a few moments.

Seeing the beauty struggling to hold his large penis in her small mouth, He Ming felt a pang of pity and wanted to reciprocate, saying, "You help me, I'll help you!"

He Ming then turned her over onto the bed, spread her soft thighs, and lowered his head to suck on her wet, soft labia, immediately assuming a 69 position.

He Ming's tongue entered her vagina, the tip swirling against the vaginal walls. Liu Qinyue's smooth leg muscles immediately tensed, and her small mouth, holding his large penis, had no room to moan, making her whimper even more arousing.

He Ming gently parted her labia and stretched his tongue as far as possible to lick the small, round mound of tender flesh. Liu Qinyue trembled, thrusting her mons pubis upwards.

A slightly hot stream sprayed onto He Ming's tongue, a slightly sour and fishy sensation that stimulated him. He Ming opened his mouth and swallowed the love fluid. Liu Qinyue, unable to control herself, would occasionally take He Ming's penis deep into her mouth for deep throating. Her soft, fragrant tongue and warm mouth seemed to melt the glans, the large glans pressing deep into her throat, making her feel suffocated.

Liu Qinyue's face flushed red, fragrant sweat dripping down her cheeks, dampening her pink neck and soft breasts. "Mmm," she whimpered, her warm little mouth holding the glans, her long hair slightly disheveled.

He Ming's face was pressed against the hot, fragrant, and juicy entrance of her vagina. "Ugh..." Liu Qinyue reflexively tried to close her thighs, her shapely and slender legs clamping He Ming's head tightly. He Ming rested his head on her soft, supple thighs, his penis sliding comfortably in her wet and soft mouth. His fingers rubbed the sticky clitoris at the top of her vulva, pulling apart her bright red labia to squeeze out clear vaginal fluid. He opened his mouth and pressed it tightly against her tender vulva, sucking hard with a "chuckle."

"Uh... ugh!"

Liu Qinyue's body convulsed, and sticky, salty hot fluid gushed from her vaginal opening, flowing directly into He Ming's mouth. He Ming licked the love fluid from his lips, lifting her round, peach-like buttocks. Liu Qinyue's slender thighs were bent in the air, her sticky red vulva splitting open like a fish's mouth. He Ming pressed his fingers against the engorged and moist vulva, pulling apart her bright red labia and carefully inserting his middle finger.

"Ugh!"

A last shred of shyness made Liu Qinyue struggle again. He Ming forcefully spread her fair thighs, inserting his fingers fully into her wet vaginal opening, and kissing the delicate skin around her vulva.

Liu Qinyue breathed rapidly, moaning "Eee-ooh" with his penis inside her. The warm breath made He Ming's glans feel as if it were immersed in a warm vagina. Her slender feet, held tightly, had her long, white toes intertwined, enduring He Ming's cold fingers stirring within her tender, red vulva.

"Ugh!"

Her tongue scraped against her labia, and Liu Qinyue's body arched upwards, her small mouth unconsciously sucking hard on his glans, her fragrant tongue stirring intensely. He Ming felt his penis being tightly sucked by her soft, warm mouth, his tongue dripping with love juice withdrawing from her narrow vagina, his fingers squeezed deep inside due to the contractions and twisting of her vagina.

He Ming rolled off Liu Qinyue's now hot and voluptuous body. Liu Qinyue gently cupped He Ming's penis in her jade-like hand, rhythmically stroking it up and down: "Husband, I want... I... I want it!"

He Ming teased her deliberately, increasing the speed of his finger movements while asking, "What do you want, you little slut?"

Liu Qinyue's moans intensified: "Ah... Oh... I can't take it anymore... It's so itchy!" Her juices flowed like a tide, and her small hands gripped He Ming's penis, skillfully and vigorously stroking it: "I... I want you... I want your big... penis... Fuck me... I want you to fuck me... It's so itchy!"

"Alright, lie down and spread your little pussy open!"

He Ming commanded with a lewd grin.

Liu Qinyue happily lay down, forcefully spreading her long, slender legs, using her fair fingers to pull apart her tender red labia. The moist slit immediately opened, revealing layers of vaginal walls, with white, cloudy love juice sticking to the flesh.

He Ming placed the head of his penis at the entrance of her warm, moist vagina. Liu Qinyue bit her trembling lips, her slender, shapely body a tempting pink. She gracefully wrapped her long, straight thighs around He Ming's back. He Ming pulled her delicate ankles, spreading her flawless legs, and his penis head gradually pressed against her soft, fleshy cleft.

"Hmm, um, um!"

Liu Qinyue's brows furrowed slightly as she moaned expectantly, her long legs fully open, her plump buttocks dangling over the edge of the bed, her bright red vulva invitingly blooming.

He Ming's penis head touched her tender petals, then rubbed up and down.

The irresistible tingling sensation made Liu Qinyue tremble with pleasure, letting out seductive gasps. The continuous teasing made her pant heavily, her juices overflowing.

He Ming gently pushed his large penis head into her already incredibly wet vagina, the two bright petals gradually being stretched open until they were fully blooming.

Liu Qinyue moaned, "Gently, it's so big!"

Fortunately, her honeyed cave had already adapted to this thick member, and with the abundant flow of her juices making it incredibly slippery, He Ming slowly inserted his penis deep into her tight honeyed cave.

"Ah...so numb...ah,"

He Ming moaned softly, writhing violently on the bed, her long, slender legs stretched straight out, her delicate toes curling inwards forcefully, her tight, slippery honeyed cave spasming and gripping his penis tightly.

Before He Ming even began to thrust, he was already shivering with pleasure. As soon as the head of his penis reached its deepest point, he began to thrust impatiently.

Liu Qinyue, who had been coyly resisting, began to writhe and cooperate with the intense pleasure, her wanton behavior completely different from before penetration. No wonder some people say that every woman is a slut and whore, and as soon as you fuck her, she immediately reveals her true colors.

"Ah...ya...uh!"

Liu Qinyue's brows furrowed, sometimes biting her lip to endure, sometimes opening her mouth to moan softly, making it impossible to tell whether it was pleasure or pain. Her two watery eyes, hazy and unfocused, were all the more captivating. Her jade-like arms and slender legs clung tightly to He Ming. He Ming simply picked her up and kissed her soft little mouth. Liu Qinyue passionately kissed He Ming, lost in the moment. He Ming's left hand grasped her round breasts, while his right hand explored her rounded buttocks, his fingers gently touching her pink anus. "Ah... almost... almost there... ooh... so... comfortable..." Her sensitive anus was being caressed, sending a strange sensation of her hot sphincter being squeezed open by cool fingers. Liu Qinyue, falling into the abyss of pleasure, almost melted into He Ming's body.

Her honey hole, which had been flowing with countless drops of lustful fluid, tightly gripped his penis, writhing and contracting. "Ooh... you... you... don't..." Her voluptuous and graceful body pressed against He Ming, thrusting wildly.

"Oh... um..."

Liu Qinyue cried out in pain and pleasure, her slender legs being pulled and bound by He Ming, his penis thrusting in and out of her warm and tight honey hole, her full breasts rising and falling alluringly with her rapid breathing.

He Ming embraced her smooth, soft, and alluring body, licking the fragrant sweat that glistened on her breasts. He lowered his head and gently sucked on her rosy nipples, which were as hard as cherries. With each gentle suck, she moaned and hugged He Ming's head tightly.

He Ming pressed his face against her smooth breasts, licking every inch of her fragrant skin. As she trembled with excitement, he placed her on the bed, his penis rubbing against her incredibly wet labia. Liu Qinyue's protruding mons pubis, in her shyness, involuntarily pushed upwards slightly.

He Ming gently parted her snow-white, rounded pink legs, gesturing for her to look down. She obediently opened her watery, hazy eyes, shyly watching the thick, long penis being gradually swallowed by her honeyed cave. Once fully inserted, the glans and clitoris rubbed tightly together. She shyly raised her long legs and wrapped them around He Ming's waist. The penis thrust faster and faster inside her honeyed cave, the pleasurable sensation making Liu Qinyue's smooth legs wrap even tighter, wishing she could become one with He Ming.

"Is it comfortable?"

He Ming panted, increasing the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Mmm..."

Liu Qinyue nodded and moaned in response.

"Want to go faster?"

The penis thrust violently in and out of her tight passage, He Ming still wasn't using his full strength, still asking.

Liu Qinyue didn't have the energy to answer, and couldn't help but cry out, "Ah...ah...so big...I can't take it anymore!"

"Actually, haven't you wanted me to fuck you for a while? You were just pretending to be innocent, acting all coy!" He Ming deliberately used the vulgar word 'fuck' to provoke her.

Liu Qinyue, panting heavily, tried her best to concentrate and said, "You're talking nonsense! I was just afraid Mom and Dad would hear. Who's pretending to be innocent!"

"Really? So you're saying you're innocent all along? I don't believe it!"

He Ming reached out and grabbed her round, plump buttocks, his penis thrusting forcefully into her honey hole, each time going all the way in. Liu Qinyue groaned loudly, "Ah...ah...gentle...so good..."

"Tell me, are you slutty or not!"

He Ming stopped thrusting, his glans pressing tightly against her clitoris, rubbing it vigorously, and asked at the same time.

The intense stimulation brought wave after wave of orgasms, causing her to gush with vaginal fluid. Liu Qinyue thrust her mons pubis to meet his thrusts, her honeyed orifice tightly gripping his penis. Her long legs wrapped tightly around He Ming's waist, and she moaned shyly, "Yes, I'm horny, I've wanted you to fuck me for so long... Ah... So good... Ah."

Liu Qinyue completely abandoned her pretense, revealing her wanton nature. She thrust passionately to meet his thrusts, wishing she could entangle the two of them into one. Her fragrant tongue intertwined with He Ming's, sucking and swallowing his saliva. She opened her mouth wide and moaned, "Ah... Ah... Ah," her mons pubis thrusting upwards rapidly. Her hands pressed down on He Ming's buttocks, making his penis penetrate even deeper.

He Ming's glans rubbed against her clitoris, feeling the tight honeyed orifice contracting like a spasm. The tender flesh of her uterus gripped his glans, causing a slight pain. Hot fluid gushed from her clitoris, drenching his glans. The soft flesh of the tight honeyed orifice contracted and writhed, sucking his penis. He then rocked his hips back and forth, allowing his penis to rub against every inch of space.

Liu Qinyue's face was filled with lewd enjoyment as she moaned softly, "Ah...I...I can't take it anymore...Ah...how can it be so thick...Ah...Oh...Ah..." She shook her head as she was being penetrated, her long, beautiful hair swinging wildly, her small hands gripping He Ming's hair tightly. He Ming licked her erect nipples, her honeyed orifice contracting and spasming repeatedly.

He Ming felt his penis being tightened by the contracting honeyed orifice, becoming increasingly ecstatic. He grabbed Liu Qinyue's slender waist and thrust faster.

Liu Qinyue's waterfall-like hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders and jade-like back, her long legs clinging tightly to He Ming's waist, her tender white arms hooking around his neck, her plump, white buttocks twisting as she uttered intermittent, lewd moans. Her alluring body was covered in fragrant sweat, strands of hair clinging to her snow-white skin, making her appear even more alluring.

He Ming cupped Liu Qinyue's smooth buttocks, the urge to ejaculate growing stronger. He pulled out his penis and rubbed it against the entrance of her honey hole, ignoring her vigorous twisting of her plump buttocks, unable to alleviate the deep itch within.

"No...don't go out!"

Liu Qinyue's vulva was already sticky and dripping with juice, the walls of her honey hole writhing, the torment of soreness, itchiness, and thirst agonizing her. Her serpentine waist twisted rapidly, her smooth, hot body rolling on the bed pressed against He Ming's. Her full, soft breasts, slender, sexy shoulders, serpentine waist, and long, smooth, white legs all seemed to offer He Ming their alluring elasticity, especially her soft, warm, and moist honey hole, which was both tight and gripping, stimulating He Ming's entire body with an electrifying ecstasy.

Liu Qinyue thirstily twisted her white, soft, plump buttocks, "Oh...um," her seductive and lewd moans igniting He Ming's animalistic instincts. His hands roamed over her curvaceous body, her skin covered in fragrant sweat. Her alluring body trembled even more violently.

He Ming gently brushed aside the long hair covering half of her face, revealing her beautiful face, consumed by desire. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were glazed, all showing that she was experiencing ecstasy.

"Hmm...please...there...it's so itchy...ooh...come...come...ah!"

Her captivatingly pure and beautiful face had lost all restraint. Her plump buttocks moved wantonly, and her moist vulva rubbed against his glans, making a crisp "sizzling" sound.

He Ming pushed Liu Qinyue's plump buttocks up, looking at the messy, flushed vulva.

"Ah...put it down...come...come...it's so itchy!"

Liu Qinyue couldn't help but cry and beg, her tender buttocks twisting in He Ming's hands.

He Ming slightly raised his body, his penis tilted downwards, and the glans re-inserted into her vulva.

A satisfied smile appeared in Liu Yue's watery eyes. Her plump buttocks thrust upwards forcefully, swallowing the penis to the hilt. The overflowing love juices inside her honeyed cave made the thrusting exceptionally smooth.

He Ming felt his glans being squeezed so comfortably in her tender honeyed cave, and the sensation of his glans being soaked in her juices was incredibly pleasurable. He lifted Liu Yue's slender thighs onto his shoulders, aiming his penis at her honeyed cave and thrusting it in and out completely, reaching the very core with each thrust.

Liu Yue's snow-white body was draped with her jet-black hair, and her full, alluring breasts swayed violently, occasionally being grabbed, squeezed, and licked by He Ming.

Liu Qinyue looked down at He Ming's thrusting. As his penis withdrew, it turned her pink labia outwards; as it thrust in, it brought them back into her honeyed opening. He Ming's thrusting speed increased, and the abundant vaginal fluids, pounded by his penis, created a beautiful accompaniment: "Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!"

A series of pleasures made Liu Qinyue cry out loudly, "Good...it feels so good...so comfortable! Oh, it's so beautiful...thrust harder...ah...no...I don't want...it...to come...oh!"

He Ming leaned down and kissed her fragrant lips, his right hand caressing her full breasts, while gently thrusting his penis in and out, allowing her to fully enjoy the stimulation throughout her body.

Liu Qinyue cried out in a seductive voice, "So good...I want more!"

"Ugh, I've been thrusting the whole time!"

He Ming was somewhat confused.

Liu Qinyue wrapped her arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "I want you to use a little more force."

He Ming straightened up and thrust forcefully into her tender, wet little honey hole, asking, "Why are you so horny? Haven't you been fucked by me in a long time and you're itching?"

Liu Qinyue swayed her plump buttocks seductively, bringing her mons pubis closer to meet his thrusts: "Yes... I'm so lonely... Ah... Harder... So good! It feels so good!"

Hearing her moans so intense, He Ming thrust even harder.

"Mmm... Your cock is so hard! So good... So good... I'm going to come... Oh, so comfortable... Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ahhh..."

Liu Qinyue's moans made He Ming increase his strength, thrusting his hips hard.

Liu Qinyue met his thrusts, her pleasure rising higher and higher as she cried out his name: "Ah, He Ming... faster... husband... fuck me to death... it feels so good... faster... harder!"

He Ming loved seeing beautiful women with wanton expressions, and his excitement grew even stronger. He used his skillful technique to thrust up and down, making her honey hole 'sizzle' with each stroke.

Liu Qinyue stretched out her long legs and swayed her plump buttocks to match his thrusts, her jade arms tightly embracing He Ming, her eyes languid, her body glistening with sweat, panting heavily, enjoying the pleasure his large penis gave her. She desperately raised her plump buttocks, pressing her honey hole even closer to his penis. Her lewd cries and expressions stimulated He Ming to thrust even harder.

"Oh... I'm going to cum!"

The glans touched the most sensitive spot deep inside her honey hole, stimulating Liu Qinyue to flow with a torrent of lustful fluids.

"Kiss me!"

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed, and she pouted her red lips, begging for a kiss. Her smooth, soft legs clamped tightly around He Ming's waist. Their tongues intertwined wildly, exchanging saliva.

"You're so wet, is it comfortable?"

He Ming said, trying to break free from Liu Qinyue's tongue.

"Hey... you're asking me that! You're so amazing! You're almost killing me!"

Liu Qinyue smiled seductively, her face red.

"Let's change positions!"

He Ming had Liu Qinyue stand up, facing away from him, her white, round, plump buttocks raised high. Then, he thrust his penis into her wet, honeyed hole.

"Ah... ah!"

Liu Qinyue's breasts leaned forward slightly, bending over and leaning against the wall, her white, tender, round buttocks raised high. He Ming held her slender waist, thrusting his penis all the way in, grinding it slightly before slowly withdrawing.

"Is this comfortable?"

He Ming asked, grabbing Liu Qinyue's ample breasts as the two pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other.

"Ah...it feels so good when your thing hits me!"

Liu Qinyue replied, thrusting her plump buttocks back, her dark hair cascading over her snow-white back, glistening with tiny specks of sweat. The rounded curves from her slender waist to her hips made He Ming's blood boil.

"What's mine?"

He Ming deliberately teased Liu Qinyue, pressing the head of his penis against the entrance of her honeyed cave.

"You're so naughty, it's your big meat stick!"

Liu Qinyue, her lust rising, couldn't resist the teasing, swaying her hips and thrusting back.

"Haha, I love your slutty look!"

He Ming laughed loudly, thrusting his penis all the way in, a 'plop' sound as her juices squeezed out from the opening.

Liu Qinyue's heart melted from the impact, and she cried out, "Oh...you...your penis is so hard! So good...so...so comfortable...ah...I can't take it anymore!"

He Ming held Liu Qinyue's round, perky buttocks and thrust in and out repeatedly, pulling his penis out completely and then plunging it back in. The impact made Liu Qinyue grip the sheets tightly, her honey hole contracting repeatedly, and orgasms coming one after another. Her legs kicked wildly, her plump buttocks thrust violently, and her delicate body convulsed and trembled.

"Oh, it's killing me, you're killing me with your big penis, you're killing me, I can't take it anymore, ah...mmm...so good!"

Liu Qinyue cried out lasciviously, "Ah...ah...ouch...oh...good husband!" Her vagina, fully lubricated by love juice, had a smooth and elastic warm mucous membrane tightly wrapped around his penis, receiving ample friction.

"Ah, it's so full, ah, ah, it's so numb!"

Liu Qinyue twisted her slender waist, her long, shapely legs swaying on either side of He Ming's body. Her soft, smooth breasts pressed against He Ming's chest, the subtle touches sending indescribable, wonderful elasticity through them.

He Ming lay on top of Liu Qinyue's warm, fragrant body, thrusting his penis deep into her spasming vagina, the glans hitting her tender clitoris.

Liu Qinyue bit her thin lips, desperately trying to endure the intense pleasure. Her vagina continuously gushed out wet, lubricating fluid to moisten his penis. She moaned, "Oh no, it's too... too deep... no... I can't take it... it's killing me!"

He Ming lifted her straight legs and pressed them forward. Liu Qinyue's graceful body bent, her snow-white feet resting on He Ming's shoulders involuntarily tensing forward, her delicate toes slightly curled together, incredibly sexy and alluring.

He Ming held her sweaty, delicate body tightly, his hips thrusting excitedly, his penis rapidly moving in and out of her hot vagina.

"Uh...oh," Liu Qinyue closed her eyes tightly, letting out trembling moans with each thrust of He Ming: "Oh no...no...uh...so numb...hmm...twitching...it's cramping."

Liu Qinyue's white, tender breasts, flattened against her soft chest, rippled slightly, her vaginal walls tightly gripping his penis, convulsing and twisting. "Oh...eeee...oh oh,"

He Ming thrust in as deeply as possible, Liu Qinyue's neck stiffening and stretching out to its fullest extent, letting out moans of extreme pleasure, her smooth, even legs wrapping tightly around He Ming's neck. He Ming held her slender waist, lowered his head to kiss her soft cherry lips and fragrant tongue, Liu Qinyue shyly closed her eyes, sticking out her fragrant tongue for He Ming to suck, her nostrils emitting alluring moans.

He Ming grasped and kneaded her soft, smooth breasts with his left hand, while his right hand vigorously squeezed her round, plump buttocks. He lowered his head and sucked on her hardened nipples. His left hand, which had been touching her breasts, moved downwards, stroking her smooth thighs and touching the pubic hair. His fingertips parted her wet labia and gently stroked her soft clitoris. Liu Qinyue raised her wet mons pubis to meet his touch, letting out a sweet moan, "Mmm." The sensitive little bud on her mons pubis would flow with lustful fluid at the slightest touch, soaking the thick pubic hair.

"Ah...good...so good...husband...ah...so good!"

Liu Qinyue raised her long legs high and wrapped them around He Ming's waist, thrusting her plump buttocks forward to meet his thrusts.

He Ming thrust even harder, the woman lightly biting his shoulder, moaning intensely, having long forgotten her parents: "So good... ah... I want you... I want you to fuck me every day... ah... so beautiful... ouch... this feels so good... ah, harder... ah!"

Stimulated by Liu Qinyue's lewd words, He Ming thrust even harder, his glans plunging deep into her uterus. "Ah... ah... I'm going to die... ah... I'm coming!"

Liu Qinyue's moans suddenly rose, her vagina tightened, and a warm current gushed out.

He Ming continued to thrust forcefully, his right hand reaching for her already soaked anus, gently playing with the fleshy folds, making Liu Qinyue moan again, "Oh...oh."

He Ming's middle finger began to push into her anus, and Liu Qinyue cried out even more joyfully, "Oh...ah...so...so comfortable...ah!"

He Ming's simultaneous attack from both ends made Liu Qinyue's plump buttocks bounce like waves in pleasure. Her vaginal fluids continued to gush out, trembling and contracting incessantly.

"Mmm...mmm,"

He Ming helped her slowly lie down on the bed, his penis rapidly thrusting into her slit, pumping violently. "Ah, so good...ah...ah, I'm coming!"

Liu Qinyue's face was flushed with desire, limp on the bed.

He Ming slowly thrust, lifting Liu Qinyue's legs, suspending her plump buttocks in the air, his penis deeply inserted into her vagina, the glans teasing her clitoris.

"Ah...so good...so amazing...so good...yes...harder...make me die...I'm going to die!"

Liu Qinyue was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she was incoherent. He Ming then lowered her legs and lay down on the bed, saying, "Sit on me and fuck me!"

Liu Qinyue, without any restraint, reached out and grabbed He Ming's penis, raised her left leg and straddled him, straightened his penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and slowly sat down, letting the penis penetrate her vagina inch by inch.

Liu Qinyue tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and carefully savored the feeling of the thick penis inside her. She slightly raised her plump buttocks, and the feeling of the glans scraping against her vagina made her groan involuntarily. He slowly lifted her up, then quickly sat down, letting the head of his penis thrust forcefully against her cervix. "Ah...ah...so good...so good...ah so good...so...deep!"

she moaned as she increased the speed of her thrusting. The collision of their flesh made a 'crackling' sound, and the penis and vagina made a 'gurgling' sound due to the lubrication of her vaginal fluids. "Oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah...let me cum...ah!"

After a while, she collapsed onto He Ming's chest, panting heavily as if she had collapsed from exhaustion. He Ming slowly thrust, keeping her on the verge of orgasm.

He Ming caressed her full breasts, and Liu Qinyue writhed seductively, her cheeks gradually flushing red. She collapsed weakly onto the young man, his penis sliding in and out of her vagina with a soft, rhythmic sound. The glans repeatedly struck her clitoris, and Liu Qinyue quickly reached orgasm, becoming unusually excited: "Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...ah...oh...ah...oh..."

After a spasm, Liu Qinyue completely collapsed. He Ming rolled over and laid her flat on the bed, spreading her long, slender legs, and carefully inserted his penis slowly into her vagina. The feeling of his glans being tightly enveloped by her vaginal walls was indeed very pleasurable. He Ming slowly

thrust in and out, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper. The accumulated energy from the gentle thrusting made Liu Qinyue even more aroused, unable to resist becoming wanton: "Ah...yes...that's it...yes...harder...so comfortable...oh...so good...ah...don't stop...ah ah..."

In fact, He Ming's thrusting speed was only half that of their passionate moments, yet it had already brought Liu Qinyue to orgasm.

After He Ming's penis was fully inserted, he remained still, his hand slowly caressing her full breasts. Liu Qinyue looked at He Ming with spring-like eyes, demanding more. His penis began to thrust in and out of her vagina with a 'plop plop' sound, the glans forcefully striking her clitoris.

Liu Qinyue gripped He Ming's arms tightly with both hands, her hips moving rapidly up and down to actively meet his thrusts, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper, seeking greater pleasure and stimulation. "Ah...ah...ah, so good...harder...fuck me...ah...so good...I'm going to come...ah...ah...ah!"

The dim light shone on her beautiful body, giving it a milky white glow, and her sparse pubic hair shimmered, making her look exceptionally alluring.

He Ming slowly thrust his penis into Liu Qinyue's vagina, exclaiming, "Ah...ah...husband, you're so...amazing...ah, so comfortable...so...great...ahhh...so good...so great...I...love...your...big penis...it feels so good...um...harder...fuck me...fuck me harder...ah!"

Liu Qinyue quickly reached her climax, throwing herself onto He Ming as if possessed, her arms tightly wrapped around him, kissing him frantically.

Her curvaceous body writhed like a snake, her wanton appearance irresistible to He Ming. His left hand grasped her breast, kneading it gently, while his right hand slipped between her delicate thighs. Enjoying her beautiful body, his left hand held her alluring breasts, while his right middle finger probed her rapidly thrusting vagina.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm," Liu Qinyue cried out happily, her delicate little feet stepping on the edge of the bed, slightly raising her mons pubis to cooperate with He Ming's thrusting: "Mmm...faster...you're fucking...me...so good...ah...oh...you're so naughty, you're making...me...so...so...comfortable...oh..."

The lustful fluid flowing from her vagina dripped down her buttocks onto the sheets. He Ming picked Liu Qinyue up, letting her hug him, her legs wrapped around him, increasing the speed of his thrusting, walking and thrusting at the same time. Under the rapid thrusting, Liu Qinyue quickly reached orgasm, her beautiful body trembling uncontrollably, unable to help but let out helpless moans, "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...so good...yes...harder...fuck me to death...fuck me...ah...ah...so good...ah I'm going to lose it...ah ah!" Her

heart was filled with lust. Liu Qinyue turned her mature and beautiful body and bent over, lying on the old dressing table in front of the bed. He Ming slowly inserted his penis, pressing it against her vulva. The thick glans parted her flesh and slid into her vagina. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...so big...mmm...mmm...mmm...your...thing...is...so big...ahhh...ah!"

Liu Qinyue became more and more excited as she spoke, her voluptuous body writhing in sync with He Ming's movements. "Ahhh...ah...yes...that's...faster...oh my god...I'm...being...fucked...to death by your...thing...oh...oh mmm...don't...don't stop...mmm...mmm!"

He Ming gently pulled in and out, always letting the glans almost slide out completely when he pulled out, and then inserting the whole thing when he inserted it, hitting her soft uterus again and again. The feeling of blood rushing to his lower body made him a little dizzy.

"Ah...ah...oh my god...your...thing...is...hitting...my...stomach...it's...so...comfortable...oh!"

He Ming slowly pulled his penis out and then forcefully inserted it again. Liu Qinyue was overwhelmed by pleasure. Her narrow passage, adjusted to He Ming's size, became even more irresistible with the sensation of being penetrated.

"Ah...ah...so good...so comfortable...I...like...it...ah...yes...thrust harder, it feels so good!"

"What is it that feels so good inside you!" He Ming pressed her tightly beneath him. Liu Qinyue writhed like a snake, searching for a way to continue her recent orgasm: "Hmm...it's your penis...hmm...hurry up and give me some pleasure."

He Ming lifted her right leg high, his penis thrusting directly into her vagina, pumping wildly. "Ah...ah...so good...so comfortable...so good...so good...ah...oh...oh yes...thrust harder...comfortable...ah...harder...yes...that's it...harder!"

Under He Ming's thrusting, Liu Qinyue quickly reached orgasm, panting as she clung to him, suddenly realizing that even after several orgasms, his penis was still so hard inside her.

"How can you...be so amazing?"

Liu Qinyue asked He Ming with admiration. He Ming gazed at Liu Qinyue's fair and full body. Her plump, elastic breasts stood tall, her delicate nipples slightly upturned in a very sexy way. The high peaks of her breasts appeared even more erect after He Ming's kneading, and the swollen, red nipples gleamed with a dazzling luster. Her full, firm, pear-shaped breasts were snow-white and round, with faint areolas at the top of the peaks, and the pink nipples twitched shyly. Down from her breasts was her smooth and delicate abdomen, with a round navel protruding outwards. Her slender waist had a beautiful line, without an ounce of excess fat. Her flat abdomen was fair and taut, and it shone with a crystal-clear luster under the light. Below her soft, white abdomen, clumps of dark, shiny, curly pubic hair covered her pink thighs, and her rosy labia were filled with glistening love juice. Her pink clitoris was swollen and full, exposed outside the labia majora.

Her fair, firm breasts swayed slightly with her soft panting, the bright red nipples and pink areolas like inlaid red agates. He Ming straddled Liu Qinyue's tender and beautiful body, grasping her firm and incredibly elastic breasts and playing with them wantonly. He felt their smooth, slippery, and incredibly elastic texture; the soft, slippery flesh almost escaped from his grasp. He Ming quickly increased the pressure between his fingers, forcefully squeezing the breasts together, creating a deep cleavage.

"No...no, be gentle!" Liu Qinyue twisted her tall, voluptuous body shyly, the friction of their flesh further arousing her hidden desire. He Ming disregarded any tenderness, his fingers sinking deep into her breast flesh, the tender nipples peeking out from between his fingers, standing erect under his hot breath. He Ming licked the nipples with his tongue, then took the nipple into his mouth and sucked on it with his teeth. Liu Qinyue let out a suppressed, muffled moan, her flushed face displaying a complex expression of shame, anger, and confusion.

"How is it? Does it feel good to suck you?"

He Ming spit out her nipple, leering, "You're so sensitive...so lewd."

Liu Qinyue's luscious nipples, moistened by saliva, were noticeably swollen, erect and hard. She lay limp on the bed, her flushed cheeks burning like fire: "Go to hell...it's all your fault!"

Liu Qinyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her teeth clenched. He Ming bent down, lifting her slender, fair legs onto his shoulders, his right hand tightly gripping her slender waist. Using the strength of her spread thighs, his glans pressed against her moist, rosy vulva. He held her slender, smooth waist and thrust forcefully. His glans was tightly held by her labia. His penis pressed into her moist, pink labia, slowly grinding and rotating, gradually widening the tight, narrow vagina, advancing deeper and deeper. The repeated thrusts and squeezes reveled in the tightness and warmth.

Liu Qinyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes closed gently, her cheeks flushed, exuding an alluring charm. Her breath rose and fell rapidly, her cloud-like hair damp with fragrant sweat.

He Ming's fingers traced the wet, hot, tender cleft of her buttocks to the entrance of her moist, slippery vagina, covered in glistening, viscous love fluid. He lifted his fingers and brought them to her half-open almond-shaped eyes: "Look at what's on my hand!"

Seeing He Ming's fingers covered in her wet, lustful fluid, Liu Qinyue blushed and buried her face in He Ming's arms, her large, watery eyes shyly closed.

He Ming lowered his head and kissed her soft red lips. She shyly twisted her head to avoid him. He Ming kissed his way down, kissing the snow-white, fragrant skin on her straight neck, kissing her smooth, white breasts, and kissing her small, firm nipples. Liu Qinyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her teeth clenched, displaying an alluring and sweet demeanor. Her cherry lips parted slightly, letting out a charming and melodious "Ah." Her cheeks flushed crimson with uncontrollable shyness.

This fresh and delicately sexy beauty drove He Ming mad. He couldn't restrain himself the moment his hands touched her snow-white skin, and he pounced on her, sucking on her soft, jade-like breasts. His mouth savored the sweet fragrance of her soft flesh, while his hands caressed her ivory-like skin, his fingers combing through her fine pubic hair.

He kneaded her glistening, smooth breasts, gazing at Liu Qinyue's fair, round, and pert buttocks, stroking and rubbing her firm, high breasts. Stimulated by He Ming's fingers, her small, pink nipples swelled and hardened. He Ming's left hand kneaded her high, firm breasts, while his right hand rubbed the small, purplish-red clitoris at the entrance of her vagina, which was stretched wide by his penis. He sucked on the tender, rosy nipples of her snow-white breasts, his hands slowly kneading her firm, erect breasts, caressing her white, soft, and beautiful body. Kissing her fragrant lips, he pushed Liu Qinyue into the abyss of desire. Her starry eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, her small hands tightly hooked around He Ming's shoulders, her warm, smooth tongue intertwined with his. Her slender waist and snow-white, plump buttocks swayed gently, welcoming He Ming's thrusts. Her long, firm pink legs rubbed against He Ming's waist, and her slippery tongue licked her warm, cherry-like lips.

He Ming's tongue licked Liu Qinyue's cherry-like lips and pearly teeth, intertwining and teasing with her fragrant tongue.

Liu Qinyue opened her mouth as wide as possible, allowing He Ming's tongue to penetrate deeply.

He Ming's hands caressed her smooth back, her full breasts pressing against his chest. Liu Qinyue shyly clung to He Ming's body, her moans becoming increasingly sensual with each thrust, "Ah...you...fuck...fuck me to death...ah...ah, you're so strong!"

Her alluring demeanor added a touch of tragic beauty, her soft, supple body pressed tightly against He Ming's, her soft yet firm breasts rising and falling with her breath, gently rubbing against his chest.

He Ming lifted her face from his shoulder, Liu Qinyue limp and helpless, her beautiful face revealing slightly parted, red lips, adding to her allure. He opened his mouth and kissed her slightly parted lips, his hands gently caressing her silky smooth back, his penis throbbing between her labia.

Liu Qinyue's tongue and He Ming's tongue instinctively intertwined. He Ming's fingers continued to probe and thrust inside her anus. Liu Qinyue's body was limp and powerless, her jade-like hands weakly resting on He Ming's shoulders. Her vagina contracted and tightened in response to He Ming's thrusts, her delicate feet wrapped around his waist. He Ming kissed her slightly trembling, soft cherry lips, thrusting wildly and forcefully, his hands kneading and caressing her firm, ample breasts. Her almond-shaped eyes were tightly closed, her beautiful face flushed crimson.

He Ming licked her luscious red lips, her delicate nose, her tightly closed eyes, and her smooth, peach-like cheeks with his tongue, his penis forcefully thrusting into the depths of her small vagina.

"Ah...ah!"

she cried out shyly, her snow-white body writhing and trembling beneath He Ming, her long, pink legs slightly parted, shyly experiencing the penetration of his penis.

He Ming grasped her fair, round, soft, and smooth buttocks, caressing the thick, dark pubic hair on her rounded mons pubis between her snow-white thighs. His chest pressed against her full, alabaster breasts, and he lifted her slender, snow-white ankles, passionately kissing the smooth skin of her long, slender, and fair thighs. Liu Qinyue's hair flew wildly, her rosy nipples trembling slightly at the center of her erect breasts, her slender waist and pink legs writhing seductively.

Her mature and perfect body had snow-white, smooth skin, possessing a unique and alluring charm. He Ming took turns caring for her two soft, fragrant breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully, licking the fragrant sweat seeping from her jade-like back, his penis thrusting in and out incessantly.

Liu Qinyue moaned shyly, "Ah...ah...ah,"

the tender flesh inside her vagina tightly gripping his glans, her large breasts bouncing enticingly.

He Ming savored the exquisite feel of Liu Qinyue's smooth, fragrant, and delicate skin, enjoying the incredibly smooth texture of her beautiful body.

He Ming stared lustfully at Liu Qinyue's graceful figure, her tall, slender, and beautiful body with its flowing, graceful lines—slim where it should be, curvaceous where it should be, with firm, erect, and white breasts. Her smooth, white, soft abdomen, slender waist, slightly rounded pink buttocks, and long, slender, snow-white legs.

He Ming's interest was piqued. He withdrew his penis and placed it between her deep cleavage. Liu Qinyue obediently pressed her hands against her high, full breasts, her smooth, delicate skin clamping down on his penis.

He Ming tentatively thrust a few times. Her deep, alluring cleavage was soft and smooth, and the pressure was intense. "Mmm... Ah!"

He Ming watched with satisfaction as his glans emerged from between her soft, full breasts. He began to thrust slowly, then faster, feeling his penis tremble and rub against the warm, smooth flesh, his glans feeling hot and numb from being squeezed.

Liu Qinyue closed her almond-shaped eyes and moaned. Her exquisite, curvaceous, and slender body was presented to He Ming in an S-shape. Seeing his still erect penis, Liu Qinyue's snow-white and lovely little hands gripped it tightly. She opened her bright red cherry lips and took the glans in, licking it gently. She twisted her beautiful head and licked the penis tenderly, not caring at all that it was still stained with the bodily fluids from both of them.

He Ming savored the pleasure in her warm, soft mouth, playing with her snow-white, smooth, and fragrant breasts. Liu Qinyue breathed heavily, using her small hands to pull back the foreskin, her cherry lips slightly parted, her mouth slightly open, her soft tongue gently licking the glans. Then she took the entire penis into her mouth and sucked on it. She licked down the penis, her cheeks flushed, her starry eyes slightly hidden, her bright red and alluring mouth pursed as she held the penis. Her snow-white hands shyly supported her testicles, her slender, delicate fingers playing with the dark testicles. She gently curled her fragrant tongue to lick the glans, her jade-like fingers opening to grasp the penis. Her sexy, alluring red lips held the penis, her moist, warm mouth tightly sucking and licking the glans. He Ming covered her firm, erect breasts with his hands, moving the glans closer to her pretty face.

"Deeper...take it all in!"

He Ming commanded forcefully, his glans pressing against her cheek, causing it to slightly indent.

Liu Qinyue opened her cherry-like mouth, her slender tongue gently gliding over the glans, her small hands playing with his scrotum, slowly swallowing the entire penis, the glans thrusting all the way into her throat.

Liu Qinyue extended her fragrant tongue to lick the glans, then grabbed He Ming's left hand and pulled it to her empty, itchy vulva.

He Ming pinched and kneaded her labia, teasing the erect clitoris at the tip of her vulva, her vaginal opening flowing with a steady stream of slippery fluid, her inner thighs already soaked.

Liu Qinyue released the penis and squeezed it inch by inch with her jade-like hands, He Ming couldn't resist the intense sensation, a few drops of bright liquid spilling from his urethra, Liu Qinyue extended her smooth tongue to catch it, the viscous liquid stretching into long, thin threads, then she slowly swallowed the entire penis into her warm, moist mouth. Her small hands grasped and gently squeezed his testicles, causing his penis to throb restlessly. Liu Qinyue then released the glans and took the testicles into her mouth. She pressed his penis against her smooth cheek, rubbing it against her skin, and gently biting it inch by inch with her pearly teeth, starting from the base. A slight pain mixed with intense pleasure washed over him, and He Ming couldn't help but let out intermittent moans. Liu Qinyue smiled, biting the glans and gently pulling.

He Ming turned around, his penis pressing firmly against her soft red lips, his fingers gradually inserting into her vagina.

Liu Qinyue shyly parted her cherry lips, her small mouth taking in the glans. Her snow-white hands held He Ming's lower abdomen, which was pressed against her face, and He Ming gently moved his penis in and out of her mouth.

Liu Qinyue shyly stroked the penis with her small hand, her nimble little tongue licking the testicles. Then, she teased He Ming's anus with her fingers, suddenly inserting them and taking the penis into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out from the force of the sucking.

He Ming panted heavily, "I'm going to cum."

Before he could even react, Liu Qinyue's thick semen shot deep into her throat.

The next day, He Ming and Liu Qinyue returned to Jiangzhou City. He felt the trip was well worth it; he had not only enjoyed the beautiful rural scenery but also established his authority in the village. From now on, no one should dare to speak ill of the Liu family.

Although Liu Qinyue left with nothing after her divorce, she has now found a job and is basically financially secure, which has relieved He Ming of some worry. Since gaining some financial security, he has focused his attention on how to acquire more beautiful women, which has naturally caused him a lot of trouble. The more he gains, the more he pays, and this is certainly true. For example, his biggest worry right now is how to win over Shen Yuru as quickly as possible.

Shen Yuru isn't as hostile towards him as before, but that's clearly far from winning her heart. He Ming knows that the longer he delays, the greater the risk, so he must be persistent and persistent, not worrying about not having opportunities to deepen their relationship.

He returned to Jiangzhou City around 1:00 PM and, as usual, asked Shen Yuru out. He wasn't confident enough to just go to her door directly; being too presumptuous would backfire and cause her to feel uncomfortable.

Because it was the weekend, Shen Yuru wasn't too busy. After sitting for a while, she proactively inquired about He Ming's recovery, occasionally showing a gentle smile; her attitude was much better than before.

This put He Ming in a great mood. After they parted, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the alluring figure, but he wasn't in a hurry to go back. He was still thinking about another woman, even though she had ruthlessly used and betrayed him.

He Ming took out his phone and called Fu Feng to inquire about Mei Gui's whereabouts, then got into a taxi and headed straight for his destination.

Since the day Mei Gui left Taoyuan District, He Ming had sent bodyguards to follow her. He knew Duan Feng would never let this woman go so easily; if she were discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He was now highly skilled and daring, and didn't care about two or three ordinary adult men. If there were too many opponents, he could always run away. With stronger defensive capabilities, he decided to apply this "protective shield" where it was truly needed.

Moreover, this way, He Ming could keep track of Mei Gui's movements at all times—a win-win situation. Of course, even so, he wouldn't let his guard down, launching surprise attacks every day to give the woman a psychological warning that he was constantly watching her and that she shouldn't do anything inappropriate.

He Ming had long realized that even a bodyguard wasn't a panacea. Even a close bodyguard couldn't be with the person 24/7, as there were inconveniences, such as during school hours or after returning home at night. Therefore, he usually gave Fu Feng time off during these times. This explained why he rushed out to meet Mei Gui that night, and due to his negligence, hadn't notified the bodyguard, resulting in an accident and no one helping him.

He Ming learned from Fu Feng that Mei Gui had been going between home and the karaoke bar lately, without doing anything unusual, which reassured him somewhat. To be honest, after spending so much time together, his anger had subsided, and the lingering feelings he had for her were taking over again. He was terrified that she would do something against his wishes again.

He Ming took a taxi, made a surprise visit, and then returned to Taoyuan District with peace of mind.

The following week was peaceful. Another weekend arrived, and He Ming, fully recovered from his injuries, was pondering how to get revenge on Duan Feng when he received a call from Fu Feng saying that a young man had suddenly arrived at Mei Gui's house.

Upon hearing this, He Ming could no longer remain seated. He immediately thought of that "Brother Cheng" and inquired briefly about the man's appearance. However, based on Fu Feng's brief description, neither his age, appearance, nor height suggested "Brother Cheng." Suspicious, he decided to investigate further without alerting the suspect and charged straight in.

He Ming, exuding a chilling killing intent, knocked on the door. Mei Gui stood prettily behind him, her smile gradually freezing, replaced by panic, fear, and surprise.

He Ming gave the woman a cold, scrutinizing look. She was dressed very simply, her demeanor somewhat languid, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, slightly disheveled, possessing a wild beauty. She wore a light red t-shirt, the slightly sheer fabric revealing glimpses of white lace lingerie underneath, highlighting a provocative curve at the chest. Below, she wore pale yellow hot pants that hugged her full, rounded buttocks, almost bursting open, revealing her long, slender, snow-white legs—long, straight, and dazzlingly white. On her feet were a pair of mid-heeled sandals, a rose thorn prominently displayed on her white instep, strikingly bright, the vibrant red instantly igniting desire in any man.

Seeing the woman's attire, He Ming felt a slight unease. A woman daring to be with a man without any makeup or adornment suggested a relationship that was far from ordinary.

"Just how many men has this Rose been intimately involved with!"

He Ming was burning with anger. He strode into the house, wanting to see who this man was. If he was indeed Rose's lover, he wouldn't mind crippling him.

Sitting on the sofa inside was a young man—no, to be precise, a teenager, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old, a little over 1.7 meters tall. He wasn't particularly handsome, his clothes weren't expensive, and his style wasn't particularly unconventional. He seemed quite honest and didn't look like a rich kid at all.

"This is a relative from my hometown!"

Seeing He Ming's unpleasant expression, Mei Gui weakly spoke up.

"Dear..."

The boy paused slightly, looking puzzled, as if he wanted to ask something, but then fell silent.

He Ming saw all of this, smiled coldly, and sat down.

After sitting for a while, the boy would occasionally glance at He Ming, then at Mei Gui, his face full of doubt.

"Alright, it's getting late, I'll see you off!"

Mei Gui suddenly said to the boy, then stood up.

The boy looked questioning, but couldn't resist the urging, so he stood up and started to walk out.

"Stop!"

He Ming took a sip of water and calmly stopped them.

Mei Gui and the boy stopped in their tracks, neither taking another step forward.

"You think you can leave without explaining? Not so easy!"

He Ming poured the water from his cup, splashing it on the floor.

"Didn't I tell you? He's a relative from my hometown!"

The boy looked bewildered, and Mei Gui naturally knew what He Ming meant, so she explained again, but her expression became somewhat tense.

"Crack!"

He Ming loosened his grip, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered. He immediately stood up, rushed over without a word, and kicked the boy, sending him stumbling backward to the ground.

Still not satisfied, He Ming went back to hit him again, already considering the guy a "lovers-in-law."

"Don't hit him!"

Mei Gui was startled and ran over to pull He Ming away, but she was powerless to stop him. Seeing the boy being punched a few more times, she shouted, "Don't hit him! He's my brother!"

He Ming froze, his fist unable to land, leaving the boy only able to cover his face with his hands.

"How do you prove it?"

He Ming reacted and questioned.

"Didn't you come out looking for work? Do you have your ID card? Give it to me!"

Mei Gui hurriedly ran to the boy's side and asked.

The boy, confused, stared fiercely at He Ming, then pulled out his ID card from his pocket and handed it to Mei Gui.

"Look for yourself!"

Mei Gui held the ID card up to He Ming's face, her expression angry.

He Ming took the ID card, compared it several times, and his expression became somewhat embarrassed. The photo on it was of the boy he had beaten up, named "Meilin," and his home address was the same as Mei Gui's.

"Uh, sorry, it was really a misunderstanding!"

He Ming was a little dumbfounded, inwardly cursing himself for being too impulsive. He reached out to pull the boy away. He already considered Mei Gui as one of his wives, so this boy was naturally his brother-in-law, and it was only natural to treat him politely.

"Did I offend you? Why did you hit me for no reason!"

Anyone would speak rashly after being beaten up for no reason. The boy glared at He Ming, questioning him fiercely, seemingly ready to retaliate at the slightest provocation.

"Hehe, brother, it's a misunderstanding. I'm your sister's boyfriend. I saw her alone in a room with a man, so I acted impulsively!"

He Ming said with an awkward smile. To be honest, he rarely spoke so humbly to anyone.

"He's your boyfriend?"

The boy looked at Mei Gui, his face full of doubt.

Mei Gui didn't dare to contradict He Ming, forcing a smile, and didn't deny it.

"Well, if that's the case, then forget it!"

the boy said somewhat dejectedly, then stood up and dusted himself off.

"If you're my brother, just say so. Why lie?"

He Ming looked at Mei Gui with a very unfriendly expression.

"Yeah, sis, what's wrong with you? You made my brother-in-law jealous and beat someone up!"

the boy complained as well.

"Hehe, I was just afraid I wouldn't be able to explain it clearly,"

Mei Gui said with an unnatural smile.

After a moment's thought, He Ming suddenly realized that Mei Gui was probably hiding things from him because she was afraid he would transfer his grudges to his family later.

The three of them sat down and chatted for a while. He Ming discovered that although Mei Lin seemed honest and quiet, she was quite talkative once they got to know each other, and her personality was somewhat similar to his own. He was currently a freshman biology student at Jiangzhou University, and his living expenses were provided by Mei Gui, so he planned to find a job in his spare time to ease his sister's burden.

He Ming had never known that Mei Gui had a younger brother in college. Hearing that she supported him financially, he felt a surge of admiration and secretly considered helping her out. After a moment's thought, an idea struck him. He asked, "Brother-in-law, have you found a job yet?"

"No, I've been looking all morning, but either the pay is too low or the work is too strenuous. It's really not suitable!"

Mei Lin sighed.

"How about this? My family owns a factory. You can try it out. I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the pay!"

He Ming enticed.

"Really? What kind of factory? I can't handle any technical or strenuous work!"

Mei Lin, as expected, asked.

"Don't worry, the work will be very easy!"

He Ming sounded gentle, but inwardly he was mocking her like a big bad wolf.

"Forget it, let him look elsewhere. No need to bother!"

Mei Gui quickly interjected. She had clearly seen through He Ming's intentions; once her brother was put in that factory, he would become a hostage.

"Hehe, I'm his brother-in-law, how could I stand idly by and help? Right, my brother-in-law!"

He Ming chuckled mockingly, then turned to Mei Lin.

"That's right, my brother-in-law seems to be a wealthy man, of course I should take care of my own family!"

Mei Lin, unaware that he was walking into a trap, chimed in.

Mei Gui hesitated, probably afraid of angering He Ming, and reluctantly fell silent.

After chatting for about another hour, Mei Lin finally left, reminding He Ming not to forget his promise to report to the factory tomorrow.

"You actually tried to outsmart me, tell me how I should punish you?"

With only the two of them left in the room, He Ming's expression gradually turned cold as he stared directly at the woman with a somewhat fearful look in her eyes.

Mei Gui didn't know how to answer, her ten slender fingers interlacing, unable to meet He Ming's gaze.

“Alright, I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll be lenient. Come here and crawl on my lap, I’ll spank your bottom twenty times!”

He Ming looked at Mei Gui’s round, sexy buttocks and suddenly thought of a wicked method of punishment.

“Huh?”

Mei Gui didn’t quite react and stared blankly at He Ming.

“Didn’t you hear me? Come here!”

He Ming coldly ordered again.

“No!”

Mei Gui naturally couldn’t accept such an insulting punishment and bit her head, timidly refusing.

“Do you believe I’ll immediately send someone to beat up your brother?”

In this situation, He Ming didn't want to force her; that wouldn't be very romantic. So he gave a subtle threat.

Mei Gui gritted her teeth, walking reluctantly to He Ming's side. She then climbed onto his lap, her already full buttocks appearing even more pert.

He Ming's face broke into an evil smile. He raised his hand and slapped her round "peach" across the face, the crisp sound echoing in the room.

"Ugh..."

Mei Gui couldn't help but let out a soft moan through her teeth. This only fueled He Ming's animalistic instincts. He raised his hand again and slapped her repeatedly. The soft, yielding touch and the excruciating pain of hurting himself as much as he hurt his enemy excited him even more. So he simply reached out and grabbed the waistband of her hot pants, pulling them down sharply. Due to the friction, her exquisite, sexy white panties also shrunk down.

Mei Gui struggled reflexively, but to no avail. Her two white, fleshy halves were quickly exposed, covered with red welts from the slaps.

He Ming showed no mercy and slapped her again, the sight of her flesh rippling and making his blood run cold.

Mei Gui was filled with shame and indignation, her head bowed, her face flushed red, so she simply buried herself in the sofa.

He Ming could no longer restrain himself, so his slapping hand changed to caressing, touching, kneading, and pinching.

Mei Gui's delicate body began to tremble slightly, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

He Ming slowly kneaded her two full buttocks, the deep crevice opening and closing, revealing glimpses of her inner beauty.

He Ming gradually separated her buttocks, the crevice clearly visible, her pink anus gently undulating with her breath, her thick labia slightly parted to reveal a small, fleshy opening.

He Ming, captivated, reached out his fingers and gently stroked the deep crevice, feeling the folds of the chrysanthemum bud and the softness of the crevices.

Mei Gui's breathing grew heavier, her secret passage gradually becoming moist, glistening nectar flowing out and wetting He Ming's fingertips.

He Ming could no longer resist, flipping Mei Gui over and pressing her onto the sofa, one hand caressing her flowing hair, the other supporting her slender, soft waist, and pressing his lips to her bright red lips.

Mei Gui responded mechanically, her physical desire gradually overcoming her reason, reflexively kissing He Ming, her small mouth emitting soft moans, her body pressed against He Ming's gradually softening, her small hands softly encircling He Ming's neck.

He Ming responded to her, his tongue frequently entwining with hers, slowly lifting her t-shirt, gradually revealing her flawless white skin, her flat stomach, and the high, firm breasts beneath her bra—everything was so beautiful it was dazzling.

He Ming removed the t-shirt from the beauty's head, then unhooked her exquisite lace bra, and pulled down her hot pants and panties. In this way, her fair, smooth, and delicate body was revealed inch by inch to He Ming. Her fair and delicate skin was smooth and tender, her smooth and undulating curves were beautiful, and her silky hair was smooth and shiny. Her fair and delicate face was captivating, her cherry lips full and pretty, her cheeks soft and beautiful, her neck slightly curved, her shoulders slender and rounded, her arms as white and soft as snow lotus roots, her slender, long, and delicate fingers soft and boneless, her breasts as smooth and white as jade, her breasts firm and full, her breasts high and proud, her areolas rosy and lustrous, her tender and shy nipples gently swaying and blooming, her smooth and slender waist could be encircled with one hand, her rounded mons pubis delicate and smooth, her soft pubic hair lightly covering her pink and tightly closed petals, her ivory-sculpted, long, fair and slender legs warm and delicate, her slender calves flawless white, her delicate ankles crystal clear, her white insteps smooth and lustrous, a bright rose dazzlingly bright, her exquisite and well-proportioned toes slightly curled inward due to tension, she was simply as sexy and perfect as the goddess Venus.

"Meimei, you're so beautiful!"

He Ming exclaimed, staring at her perfect body.

"Mmm!"

Mei Gui kept her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. A blush instantly appeared on her cheeks. Even though their relationship was terrible, hearing a man praise her like that still made her heart flutter slightly.

Mei Gui's high, firm breasts rose and fell gracefully with her breath. Strands of her long, black hair clung to her cheeks. Her fair, delicate skin was translucent and smooth. Her long, slender legs curved into a beautiful arc, making her large breasts appear even higher. Her delicate, beautiful feet were crossed, like ice sculptures.

He Ming gently but quickly kneaded her plump breasts. The delicate skin and sensitive nipples were tempting. He buried his face in the deep cleavage, which was filled with the aroma of flesh. The rich, lingering fragrance and cool, pleasant body temperature aroused He Ming's boundless desire. He sucked on the rosy, delicate areolas, circling and rotating around the pink nipples.

Mei Gui's soft, weak hands pushed against him listlessly, her delicate body twisting restlessly as she murmured indistinctly, "No...no...not here!"

Consumed by lust, He Ming ignored her words, passionately embracing and kissing her perfect body. His hands roughly kneaded her soft, snow-white skin, his mouth sucking on her full, supple breasts. His tongue licked her tender, alluring, rosy nipples, occasionally nibbling them gently with his teeth, causing her fair, delicate body to tremble and spasm.

He Ming used both hands and mouth to trace the undulating curves of her smooth, white body, kissing from her smooth forehead to her delicate soles. Then, he gently parted her long, slender legs, his fingers parting her beautiful vulva to fully reveal her pink labia, kneading her clitoris forcefully.

Mei Gui's light and soft body trembled, her fair face flushed crimson, her snow-white, crystal-clear breasts heaved rapidly, and her lustrous areolas turned a delicate peach-pink. Her tightly closed vagina, under He Ming's ministrations, released a clear, flowing stream of love fluid.

"No...it wouldn't be good if someone came into the living room!"

She shyly covered her firm, ample breasts with her left hand, and bashfully covered her dark pubic hair below her abdomen with her right, her face flushed and head bowed in embarrassment.

"Okay, let's go to the room then!"

He Ming felt that while this was stimulating, he didn't want to be interrupted, so he lazily picked up the beauty, carried her into the room, closed the door, placed her smooth, soft body on his lap, then stripped off his clothes, straddled her, and carefully examined this body that belonged to him.

A woman's fair, soft, and delicate body lay sprawled on the pink bed, her curves

alluring and alluring. Her smooth, alabaster-like skin, paired with a pitiful yet helpless

allure on her beautiful face, evoked a sense of impending rape. Her full, firm breasts

trembled , their soft, rosy nipples blushing and hardening. Below her smooth, soft abdomen, her slender, snow-white waist flowed gracefully. The base of her fair thighs revealed glimpses of soft, dark pubic hair. Her jade-like arms hung limply at her waist, and her plump, white buttocks outlined rounded curves, pressed into the soft sheets. Her long, slender, snow-white legs trembled slightly, their soft, dark sheen contrasting sharply with the fair skin of her shapely body. She stood there, stunned, awaiting He Ming's answer.
December 2nd,

Chapter 181: Sex Toys, Humiliation Again.

Looking at Ling Zhi's alluring, sinful, shy expression, how could He Ming resist? His left hand embraced her soft, smooth shoulders, his right hand tightly wrapped around her slender waist, pressing him against her hot, burning body. His penis pressed firmly against her soft lower abdomen, admiring her shy and charming beauty, gently stroking her round, snow-white back, wiping away the fine beads of sweat.

He Ming's fingers pressed lightly between her tender labia without restraint, causing her beautiful body to tremble slightly.

He Ming stopped short, tightly embracing her slender waist, his fingers moving to her long, straight thighs, lowering his head to kiss her bright red lips. She helplessly parted her red lips slightly, letting out a shy moan.

He Ming gently licked her smooth, fragrant tongue root, softly rubbed her tender tongue tip, curled her soft, fragrant tongue and sucked on it, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and gently hooked her smooth, beautiful chin.

Mei Gui's almond-shaped eyes were shyly closed, her bright red, luscious lips slightly parted, exuding an alluring charm awaiting his taste.

He Ming lowered his head and kissed her lips, his hot, wet kiss capturing her tender, smooth lips. She half-heartedly resisted, pouting her cute little mouth, shyly tiptoeing towards He Ming's lips. Just as she was about to touch his lips, she wanted to shyly retreat. He Ming caught her soft, moist red lips and gently curled them around her smooth, fragrant tongue, sucking until she was almost out of breath, moaning softly before he released her. His hand slid into her smooth, white breasts, grasping her soft, ample bosom.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm,"

she couldn't help but moan softly, glistening sweat sliding down her firm breasts, flowing over her smooth abdomen, and into her hairy mons pubis. She gazed shyly at He Ming, who lowered his head and kissed her full, soft, snow-white breasts, sucking on her rosy nipples, his kisses sliding down her wetness to her warm inner thighs.

Her body swayed under He Ming's kisses, and she unconsciously lay back on the workbench. Her long, slender legs swayed slightly, and she breathed urgently through her nose, "Mmm...mmm," her firm breasts trembling.

Mei Gui secretly opened her eyes, gazing shyly at He Ming's penis. He Ming lifted her soft, boneless body and placed her on his lap. Her long, slender legs and round, plump buttocks were incredibly elastic, and his penis pressed against her smooth, soft abdomen.

"You...you..."

Mei Gui twisted her snow-white waist in shame and anger, an alluring blush rising on her beautiful face. Shy and bewildered, she gently tilted her pretty face upwards, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering with a watery light. Her delicate nostrils twitched slightly, her small, rosy lips parted slightly, revealing pearly white teeth like jade shells on the beach. Her round dimples, like tiny pools of water, rippled with alluring charm. A faint fragrance of perfume wafted into He Ming's nostrils.

He Ming grasped her full, smooth breasts, kneading her snow-white, delicate, and supple skin. Mei Gui's long, slender legs were as smooth as silk, their soft, beautiful lines extending to her slender, graceful feet. Her white abdomen was flat, and her long, beautiful black hair cascaded down her firm, glistening breasts like a waterfall, shimmering in the bright light. Her silky, snow-white body was completely relaxed and stretched out. At the center of her firm, full breasts, tender, delicate, rosy nipples stood erect.

The alluring triangular patch of pubic hair drew He Ming's attention. His hand slid down her thighs and felt the slight movement of her wet, slippery labia, causing Mei Gui to gasp softly.

He Ming parted her snow-white, smooth thighs and knelt down to lick between her tender, round buttocks. "Ah... um... you... it tickles... so itchy,"

Mei Gui murmured, her pretty face flushed, her slender waist slightly bent, her breath

coming in soft gasps as she listened to He Ming's advances. He Ming spread her plump, snow-white buttocks, his tongue licking the rosy cleft, savoring the glistening droplets on her delicate petals, his hands caressing and teasing her soft, slender pink thighs.

He Ming pulled her long, glossy pink legs apart, his gaze fixed on the tender, hidden cleft. Mei Gui's jade-like legs were held in a wanton position by He Ming. He Ming gazed at her slightly raised mons pubis, soft pubic hair, and pink labia. He kissed her snow-white, tender thigh, biting down on the soft, fine black pubic hair, his tongue, hot and dry, licking and sucking at the tender opening.

Mei Gui felt a tingling, itchy current spread from her thighs throughout her body, involuntarily moaning and trembling.

He Ming's large mouth kissed and sucked on her tender pink labia with a 'sizzling' sound.

"Ah...ah..."

Mei Gui's small hands gripped the sheets tightly, trying to close her spasming legs, but He Ming's head was pressed between them. Her delicate labia majora and minora were teased by He Ming's tongue, gradually opening, and warm, clear fluid slowly flowed from the cleft. He Ming tasted the sweet and sour love fluid and licked even more vigorously.

Mei Gui's thighs clenched and twisted, but she couldn't escape He Ming's licking and sucking. Her snow-white body trembled involuntarily, her firm, high breasts heaving and undulating like waves, creating a surging display of milk. The fragrant sweat mingled with the intoxicating, soul-stirring fluids of love, and her plaintive moans made He Ming's heart itch unbearably. Her eyes were half-closed, and she gasped and groaned, desperately raising her plump buttocks, her tender, small nipples erect and alluring.

He Ming slowly stroked her warm, pink legs, his hands roaming over her smooth, snow-white body, kneading her delicate skin. His lips and tongue were not idle either, leaving passionate kisses on her soft thighs, flat stomach, fair neck, and delicate cheeks. Soon, his gaze fell upon her high, firm breasts, their perfectly round, hemispherical shape, their ivory-white skin, and the captivating trembling of her delicate, rosy nipples. He Ming's heart stirred.

Her arms were as smooth and white as jade, her shoulders soft and rounded, and her slender waist was long and elegant. Her snow-white breasts, erect and full, displayed a mature and voluptuous charm. The areolas of her purplish-red nipples were surrounded by a pink ring, and her trembling breasts created a deep cleavage.

He Ming lowered his head and took her full breasts into his mouth, licking and sucking. His hands pressed against her soft back, tightly embracing her slender waist and lifting her up, causing her snow-white, round buttocks to arch. He then thrust his erect penis against her slippery, moist, rosy vulva.

Mei Gui felt the hot glans pounding wildly, and involuntarily reached back to grasp He Ming's penis, gently stroking it.

The soft, plump, and incredibly elastic feel, coupled with Mei Gui's pleasurable moans, made He Ming even more brutal. He lay on Mei Gui's delicate body, feeling its warmth and smoothness, his penis pounding against her vulva in waves. The wave-like thrusts accurately touched her sensitive petals.

Mei Gui's fair cheeks flushed a vibrant peach-red, making her appear exceptionally charming and alluring. Under He Ming's kneading, her small, delicate, rosy nipples stood erect, and clear, viscous love fluid flowed continuously from her tender vulva.

"Ugh, it itches... ah... so bad... no!"

Mei Gui cried out shyly the moment his glans touched her labia.

"Do you want it? Do you want me to put it in?" He Ming spread Mei Gui's exquisitely sculpted legs apart, his glans lightly scraping her pink labia and clitoris, then lewdly grinned.

With a flushed face, Mei Gui softly moaned, "No...no...don't touch me there...ah!"

He Ming didn't immediately penetrate her vulva with his penis, but instead used the head of his penis to rub vigorously. After a moment, he lowered his head to her soft, plump mons pubis, frantically sucking the milky white fluid gushing from her vulva. His tongue swept wildly across her pink, moist labia, teasing and stimulating her engorged clitoris with the tip of his tongue. He wanted to conquer this woman's heart through his body.

Mei Gui breathed heavily, her full, pink and white breasts trembling, her delicate arms outstretched, her slender, jade-like fingers gripping the sheets tightly. Her long, alluring legs stretched and opened repeatedly, her jade-like, slender toes curling and stiffening.

Mei Gui, lost in ecstasy, thrust her alluring, snow-white buttocks, urging He Ming to speed up his movements. As He Ming kneaded her soft, plump breasts, she emitted soul-stirring, lewd moans. Her smooth, snow-white body arched like a bridge, her plump, white buttocks swaying violently as they collided and pressed against He Ming's mouth, spurting out hot, milky-white fluid that splashed all over He Ming's face. The rich fragrance of her beautiful body filled the entire room. He Ming not only licked every drop of the fluid gushing from her vulva but also absorbed all the fluid that splashed onto his face.

"Ah...it's so itchy...I want..."

Mei Gui finally couldn't bear the torment of desire and shamelessly begged.

"Want what?"

He Ming stared intently at the beautiful woman on the bed and asked teasingly. Her face was flushed, her breasts heaving, her body lying horizontally, her beautiful eyes tightly closed. Beads of sweat clung to her cloud-like hair, the beautiful curves of her high, firm breasts were faintly visible through her hair, her tender white legs were slender and long, her plump buttocks were round and perky, and her slender waist could be grasped with one hand.

"Ugh..."

Mei Gui was too shy to speak and buried her head in the pillow.

He Ming was a little unhappy and prepared to continue teasing her. He reached out his right hand to gently stroke her hair, slowly brushing it towards her fair and rounded shoulders. His left hand gently stroked her jade-like neck, feeling its warmth and smoothness.

Mei Gui's high, firm breasts rose and fell slightly. He Ming gently stroked her slender, delicate waist, her exquisitely sculpted skin translucent. He grasped her firm, full breasts and kneaded them, feeling their rapid rise and fall beneath his hands.

He Ming's hand slid down her slender waist, caressing her long, snow-white thighs, gently pressing and stroking the soft, fine pubic hair on her slightly raised mons pubis. Ignoring the hot, shy moans from her nose, he teased her soft, tender vulva.

Mei Gui's snow-white body writhed and twisted, her plump, white buttocks rising and falling subtly with the movements of He Ming's hand.

He Ming gently parted her labia majora, his left hand lightly pinching and rubbing her clitoris, while his right index finger circled her labia majora, slowly inserting into her hot vagina. His left hand explored her rounded knees, her slender calves reaching her smooth ankles.

Mei Gui bent her long, snow-white legs, her smooth abdomen noticeably protruding upwards, her mons pubis clearly visible.

He Ming gazed at Mei Gui's curvaceous and shapely body, her thick black hair cascading over her smooth, jade-like back, highlighting her tender skin glistening with water droplets, like white jade. Her arms lay flat, her large, rounded breasts heavy, showcasing her exquisite curves. Her skin was as smooth as jade, her waist slender and delicate, her long, snow-white legs, her high, firm breasts proudly displayed, and between her long, slender thighs stood a thick mons pubis with dense pubic hair, the clitoris, the size of a soybean, partially hidden above her tightly closed labia. Her limbs were as white as jade and as smooth as water, her entire body flawless. It formed an incomparably beautiful picture. Her ivory-carved, beautiful body lay on the bed in a starfish position, swaying her rounded, fragrant shoulders.

He Ming slowly sat down on her smooth, alabaster-like abdomen, touching her soft, delicate skin. He leaned down to feel her warm, soft body, kissing her snow-white cheeks, neck, and shoulders. He sucked on her rosy, tender nipples, his hands caressing every inch of her soft, beautiful body. His mouth moved downwards to between her parted, fair legs.

Her pink petals were tightly closed, hidden among the dark pubic hair. He Ming repeatedly teased her full labia majora with his tongue, his hands squeezing her snow-white buttocks.

Mei Gui had initially gritted her teeth to endure, but now she couldn't hold back any longer: "Ah...ah...it's so itchy!"

He Ming continued to stimulate her pink buds, and clear, lustful fluid flowed from the narrow, pale pink channel, making her vulva moist. Mei Gui writhed her alluring body, pushing him away with her hands. Her mature, heavy breathing intoxicated He Ming. He Ming parted Mei Gui's arms, pressed her jade-like hands onto the bed, and fiercely kneaded her full, bouncy breasts. He lowered his head and sucked on her nipples. Amidst Mei Gui's suppressed moans, her pink labia parted slightly, revealing a small, round opening in the center, with her tender, red clitoris standing erect and incredibly alluring.

He Ming's fingers probed and kneaded her labia, then moved downwards to flick her clitoris.

Mei Gui's body trembled violently, her vaginal opening contracting sharply. He Ming lowered his head and licked her labia with his tongue, making a "tsk tsk" sound. He pressed down on Mei Gui's writhing, alluring body! Mei Gui's pink legs clamped tightly together, her arms held firmly by He Ming.

He Ming felt the firm, voluptuous breasts of the beautiful woman beneath him rubbing against his chest. He inserted his penis into her legs, rhythmically thrusting in and out, faster and faster, rubbing against her wet, fleshy cleft.

He Ming forcefully twisted and pulled out his penis, then thrust it back in, alternating between thrusting and rubbing. His left hand slid into the inside of her pink thighs, exploring the snow-white flesh, while his right hand lifted her breasts, pinching and playing with her nipples.

"Ah...it's so itchy, I want it, I want you to fuck me, fuck me to death!"

Mei Gui finally couldn't bear the torment of desire, shamelessly begging. Her delicate body fragrance grew stronger and sweeter, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her soft, warm body trembled. A

triumphant smile appeared on He Ming's face. He then parted her pink labia, aimed his glans at her secret passage, and gradually inserted it until it was completely inside, before slowly beginning to thrust in and out.

Mei Gui's moist, tight vagina instinctively clung to his penis, enjoying He Ming's thrusts and moaning, "Mmm...no...no...too deep...ah..."

He Ming's rapid thrusts and slow movements slammed against her firm, elastic buttocks.

"Mmm..."

Mei Gui's heart fluttered with shy intoxication as He Ming thrust rapidly within her tight, delicate vagina.

Beneath He Ming, Mei Gui twisted her snow-white, jade-like body shyly, feigning resistance, her bright red cherry lips slightly parted, whimpering softly.

He Ming bent down and took her rosy nipple into his mouth, gently rolling and sucking it with his tongue, his hands grasping and kneading her trembling, firm, and soft snow-white breasts.

Mei Gui's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her pearly teeth biting lightly, her delicate cheeks flushed crimson. As the penis penetrated deeper, she responded with rapid, soft moans and undulating movements. Her slender, smooth legs were gently raised and wrapped around He Ming's waist, tightening and lifting slightly with each thrust.

Her cherry lips parted slightly as she moaned softly, her soft, snow-white arms tightly embracing He Ming's shoulders. Her delicate, slender hands dug into his flesh, struggling to withstand the rapid in-and-out thrusts of the penis. A blush spread across her snow-white body, which trembled involuntarily. Her high, firm breasts swayed like waves, creating a soft, surging flow, glistening with fragrant sweat, mingling with the intoxicating scent of love fluid, amidst her plaintive moans.

Mei Gui's vaginal opening grew increasingly wet and slippery. He Ming completely withdrew his penis, then parted her delicate labia, squeezing the glans into her small, tight vaginal opening. He parted the tender mucous membrane of her vaginal walls and deeply penetrated the hot, narrow depths of her vagina, kneading her tender clitoris.

Mei Gui cried out urgently, her slender, soft, snow-white body convulsing uncontrollably. The tender mucous membrane of her vaginal walls tightly gripped and contracted around the glans. Her snow-white face instantly turned blushing, and her cherry-like mouth, panting wildly, emitted melodious, intoxicating cries. The narrow cervix tightly gripped the glans, reaching the peak of ecstasy.

He Ming's glans thrust deeply into the depths of her vagina, and in the spasms of a delicate, tingling sensation, Mei Gui's tender, soft, shy clitoris kissed the glans tightly.

He Ming's rapid, light thrusts caused Mei Gui to gasp repeatedly, "Mmm...mmm..." Her alluring, tender cherry lips parted slightly, emitting shy moans. Thick, milky-white fluid gushed from deep within her vagina, flowing down her penis and soaking the sheets. Her soft, boneless body convulsed, the tender vaginal walls contracting in waves, clinging tightly to his glans, immersed in the pleasure of orgasm.

He Ming's penis plunged deep into her small vagina, pressing firmly against her cervix. Mei Gui cried out softly, "Mmm...ah...ah..." her moans echoing, her face flushed, her body trembling and weak, her plump buttocks and pink thighs overflowing with fluid.

He Ming helped the beauty up, making her crawl on all fours. He embraced her large buttocks from behind and thrust inside her. Then, he leaned down, pressing his face against her smooth cheek. His left hand cupped her full, soft breasts in his palm, kneading them vigorously, while his right hand explored her warm, smooth abdomen, caressing her supple waist and abdomen. His lips kissed Mei Gui's jade-like neck, his tongue licking and teasing the white skin behind her neck. His lips slowly moved upwards from the back of her neck, first licking her soft earlobe a few times.

After thrusting more than a hundred times, He Ming turned Mei Gui's delicate, smooth body around. Her high, proud breasts came into view, the rosy nipples trembling on her snow-white, full breasts. Her cherry-red lips were slightly upturned. He Ming lowered his head to kiss her cherry lips, sucking on her slippery, delicate tongue, their fragrant saliva stirring wildly. His hand circled her slender waist, reaching her full, smooth buttocks, pulling her close. Mei Gui's high, firm breasts pressed against He Ming's chest, the solid muscles causing her round, full breasts to bounce rhythmically.

He Ming stared at Mei Gui's fair, delicate body and her firm, round breasts, the large orbs swaying alluringly with the pressure of his chest.

He Ming lowered his face, burying his head in the deep cleavage, the strong scent of milk filling his nostrils. His lips caressed her smooth skin, kissing her soft, firm breasts, gently licking every inch of her skin, deliberately omitting the rosy nipples, circling the bright red areolas.

"...You...you should put it in already, it's so itchy!"

Mei Gui murmured softly and shyly, seemingly forgetting all the grudges she had with the man on top of her.

He Ming's hand traced her smooth, jade-like legs, then he cupped her slender waist. His glans slowly slid into her wet, fleshy opening. A powerful pressure surged from his glans; Mei Gui's tender, warm opening was enveloped by layers of warm, slippery flesh. He rotated his glans, making the contact points inside her vagina seem to explode with sparks. Fine, fragrant sweat seeped from Mei Gui's breasts and her entire body.

When his penis was about halfway in, the resistance suddenly increased. He Ming gripped Mei Gui's slender waist firmly, thrusting his hips forward, and his glans broke through the cervix, penetrating the entire opening. The heavy scrotum slapped against her plump buttocks with a crisp "slap."

He Ming gradually increased the pace of his thrusting. Mei Gui's vaginal opening convulsed, gushing forth a torrent of vaginal fluid, making a 'squeaking' sound with each thrust. Her slowly opening, pink clitoris enveloped his glans, sucking and releasing intermittently. The gripping force within her vagina suddenly intensified, as if trying to snap his penis in two, making thrusting extremely difficult.

He Ming gripped her full, swaying breasts, squeezing them almost out of shape, the snow-white flesh bulging from between his fingers. He thrust in and out forcefully, each stroke reaching the very core of her delicate opening.

Mei Gui's opening exerted a tremendous suction, followed by a gush of thick vaginal fluid that sprayed onto his glans. He Ming suppressed his surging desire and thrust with all his might, as if trying to break through her tight vagina, each deep thrust hitting the very core of her delicate opening, his fingers squeezing her full, firm breasts tightly.

Mei Gui's alluring body, leaning back, responded to He Ming's thrusts, her cervix sucking at his glans. He Ming embraced her smooth, jade-like waist, her sweat-drenched skin almost too heavy to grasp.

His pubic bone slapped against her snow-white buttocks with a resounding 'slap, slap', his glans breaking through the cervix and entering her uterus, rubbing against the delicate uterine walls. Mei Gui's vagina convulsed, gushing out warm, slippery vaginal fluid. Her panting was still not calm, and the captivating blush on her face had not faded. Her body remained soft and warm, her delicate skin still glistening with fragrant sweat.

He Ming leaned against her breasts, listening to her rapid heartbeat, caressing her ample bosom with lingering desire. She gently pushed him away, panting softly. Her sweat-drenched, snow-white body trembled and went limp. He Ming's penis was squeezed out by her pink, delicate vagina with a rhythmic thud.

He Ming's unhurried thrusting drove Mei Gui wild. The repeated friction of their linings caused her to tilt her head back, her throat choked with sobs. Her breasts trembled, and her hips swayed, making a series of "plop, plop" sounds as she thrust her hips in rhythm with He Ming's movements. The varying depths of his thrusts, coupled with her rarely seen expression of pleasure, showed that He Ming was diligently twisting his hips, trying to pull his penis deeper into her vagina.

Mei Gui's vagina was directly impacted by the rear-entry position. Her full, firm buttocks swayed, gripping He Ming's penis as it moved in and out with "plop, plop" sounds. He Ming gently grasped her breasts, and she shyly shook her head. What an erotic sight!

His penis thrust and rubbed inside her vagina. Mei Gui's lips were tightly closed; it was clear she was enjoying the pleasure He Ming's penis was giving her.

He Ming, lying on Mei Gui's soft back, increased the speed of his thrusts, and Mei Gui's vagina began to secrete fluid that flowed down her thighs. Faced with He Ming's close movements, her flushed cheeks and trembling lower body indicated her excitement.

After a long intertwining, He Ming suddenly stopped and withdrew his penis, which was dripping with her juices. "Meimei, you're on top!"

Women are usually shy when they're on top, and this position would put the woman in control, which contradicted their natural reserve.

But at this moment, Mei Gui's mind was completely blank except for that thick, hard penis. So, she slowly straddled He Ming's feet, grabbed his penis with one hand, spread her labia with the other, squatted down, brought her buttocks close to his thighs, and sat down on his penis...

"Mmm..."

Was it a panting breath? Or a moan from being unable to bear the intense pleasure? A breathtaking scene unfolded: Mei Gui, completely naked, straddled He Ming.

Mei Gui placed her hands on He Ming's shoulders, swaying her hips and thrusting her hips up and down on his penis, her firm breasts swaying in front of him, and He Ming occasionally caressing them!

Mei Gui turned her blushing face away, her long hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders as she swayed. She tilted her head back and thrust her chest forward, accepting He Ming's thrusts. She moaned softly, her fleshy buttocks undulating to express her lust. He

Ming responded with even greater effort, the "plop, plop" sounds bringing him to his peak. As the pleasure intensified, the physical impact brought Mei Gui to orgasm.

Then, He Ming lifted himself up, embracing Mei Gui in a missionary position. The warmth of their bodies and the sweat of their bodies allowed them to silently savor the pleasure of their passion. He Ming seemed to sense Mei Gui's surging desire, and he accelerated his thrusts into her vagina, his hands constantly caressing her full buttocks and thighs, placing one of her legs on his shoulder for even more stimulating thrusting.

He Ming leaned close to Mei Gui's ear and asked, "Mei Mei, is it comfortable?"

Mei Gui, panting, mumbled incoherently, "Good husband, it feels so good, I feel so good! Mmm, mmm, husband, I'm going to give it to you, I'm almost there, husband, deeper... harder... oh."

Mei Gui's vagina then tightened, its rapid contractions indicating that she was about to climax.

"Husband! Oh... oh... mmm... mmm... oh... shoot... your... semen... into me... husband... I'm coming..."

Mei Gui had reached her climax, and He Ming seemed encouraged. He hugged Mei Gui tightly and thrust into her vagina more violently and rapidly. After a hundred or so thrusts, He Ming suddenly pressed his waist against Mei Gui's pubic area, his hip muscles convulsing violently, and he ejaculated deep into Mei Gui's vagina with a whoosh.

He Ming lay sprawled on top of Mei Gui, the afterglow of their passion still churning in their chests. After a while, he withdrew his still-erect penis, panting, "Mei Gui, I'm not soft yet!"

Mei Gui, her face flushed, spread her legs wide, and a thick, white fluid slowly flowed from between her pinkish labia—He Ming's semen.

He Ming could only see Mei Gui's bright, naked, curvaceous, and sensual body. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breath, her pubic hair below her abdomen exuded endless allure, and her moist vaginal opening was slightly parted, the tender labia parting like a blooming flower, seemingly anticipating a passionate thrust from He Ming's penis.

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, He Ming pressed Mei Gui down onto the comfortable bed, sucking hard on her tender, alluring nipples. His fingers, meanwhile, gently teased her fine pubic hair between her legs, before inserting them into her vagina. Mei Gui, aroused, closed her eyes slightly, her lips parted, and she moaned softly, her body tingling with pleasure: "Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..."

He Ming gripped his thick penis again, inserting it into Mei Gui's wet vagina. She desperately pressed his buttocks down with both hands, while her own full buttocks thrust upwards. The slippery fluids made their genitals beautifully intertwine, allowing them to fully enjoy the pleasure of sex.

The two were deeply immersed in the whirlpool of lovemaking, the strong boy's excited panting and the beautiful woman's satisfied moans echoing in the large room!

Mei Gui, her eyes glazed over, panting heavily, drenched in sweat, moaned dreamily, fully enjoying the stimulation from the penis. "Oh...oh...husband, yes...yes, that's it, thrust into me harder, again...again...deeper."

Suddenly, Mei Gui tightly embraced He Ming, her head thrown back with a soft cry, her whole body trembling violently, her lower body twisting and thrusting upwards with all her might! Instantly, a large amount of hot semen gushed into the depths of her vagina.

After leaving Ling Zhi's house, He Ming began to inquire about Duan Feng's address, and then sent his factory brothers to follow him, reporting back as soon as a suitable opportunity arose.

He Ming thought for a moment, feeling it necessary to inform Wei Jie before taking action, after all, he had also suffered a loss at Duan Feng's hands before, and anyone would probably want to get revenge, so he took out his phone and made a call, telling him to be prepared.

The next day, Merlin indeed went to the factory to report. He Ming, naturally, personally entertained this important "person," and after some questioning, arranged a very easy but well-paid job for him. The young man was extremely grateful, repeatedly calling him "brother-in-law," boasting about his relationship with the "small boss." The poor kid didn't realize he had entered a wolf's den, and could easily suffer.

With Merlin, his "brother-in-law," as a hostage, He Ming was completely relieved. He didn't believe Ling Zhi, a woman, could cause any trouble. It seemed the only way was for her to

obediently become his mistress. He Ming was secretly pleased; he hadn't expected the boy he thought was a "lovers-in-law" to become his hostage. Luckily, he had sent Fu Feng as an "informant," otherwise he wouldn't have had the chance to get this "pawn."

A new week arrived, and on Wednesday evening, He Ming received another call from Ling Hao, whose purpose was naturally to instruct him to molest Ling Zhi.

He Ming was naturally delighted with this, so he enthusiastically asked his adoptive mother for leave, only to be met with a barrage of eye-rolls from the beautiful woman.

"What are you doing? Why are you always asking for leave lately?"

Xia Jing was clearly displeased, her eyebrows furrowed as she questioned him. She obviously understood that while a mother occasionally indulging her son was a sign of spoiling him, doing so frequently would be difficult to manage later, and it was irresponsible.

"Uh..."

This was the first time He Ming had seen his adoptive mother speak to him with such a serious expression. He was stunned for a moment, then felt a surge of joy, as this was enough to demonstrate his status in the heart of this beauty. He thought for a moment, realizing that if he didn't bring up his gangster father-in-law, he probably wouldn't be able to leave tonight, so he weakly said, "It's not that I want to skip class, it's that Uncle Ling Hao is looking for me!"

"Oh?"

Xia Jing's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, glancing at He Ming from time to time, as if trying to discern something. After a moment, she took out her phone and made a call. Judging from the way she addressed the person on the other end of the line, she was clearly calling Ling Hao to confirm.

He Ming, noticing the cold sweat trickling down his back, realized he was lucky he'd told the truth, or he'd been exposed on the spot. It seemed he'd need to think carefully before skipping class in the future.

"Alright, go ahead, remember to come back early!"

Xia Jingmei said, hanging up the phone after receiving the message.

He Ming responded and left Taoyuan District, getting into the car Ling Hao had sent. They headed west to the suburbs, but this wasn't the same place as last time. Even a fool would know that two hijackings couldn't possibly be the same group of people, and certainly not in the same location.

The car stopped on a main road. He Ming had just gotten out when he heard the sound of brakes behind him. He turned around and saw a black van. In fact, he'd noticed the van following him for a while, but hadn't thought much of it.

"Could they be Ling Hao's men inside?"

He Ming wondered. Five or six men were lurking in the van, all tall and burly. But that wasn't their most striking feature; it was the blinding glint of the watermelon knives they carried under the dim streetlights.

"Hurry!"

The driver, looking serious, called out and headed towards a side road.

He Ming, confused, followed. But after only a few steps, the group pounced, knives raised, slashing. He finally realized these men were not "his own." He dodged a few blows, turned, and ran. He knew he couldn't handle so many burly men with knives at once.

"Run! The big brothers are up ahead!"

The driver, showing some loyalty, called out as he ran, slowing his pace.

"Damn it, don't run!"

The two ran frantically, pursued by the men who cursed them all the way.

He Ming ran frantically alongside the young man, his heart pounding, feeling the chilling glint of the sharp watermelon knives emanating from his back.

Fortunately, after running two or three hundred meters along the path, they saw an abandoned factory. Five or six people stood in front of the gate, their bright smoke clearly visible in the dim light emanating from the gate, though the light was still insufficient to make out their faces.

"Big brother, hurry! Someone's chasing us!"

the young man carrying He Ming shouted from afar.

The men at the gate hesitated for a moment, then glanced in their direction, turned, and shouted a few words into the factory. Seven or eight more people rushed out, some carrying weapons. The two groups converged and charged forward. In the blink of an eye,

He Ming and his companion reached the factory gate, but the dozen or so people who had rushed forward were not about to give up easily and charged straight at them.

He Ming stopped, relieved, and turned to look. He saw that the group that had been chasing him seemed to sense something was wrong, halting their pace as if weighing their options. After a moment, they turned to flee, but before they could get far, they were caught by Ling Hao's men.

Although the group was armed, Ling Hao's men were almost three against one, and some of them were also armed. Screams rang out in the night, and both sides sustained injuries, but the fight didn't last long.

A pleasant smell of smoke wafted into his nostrils. He Ming turned his head and saw that Ling Hao had appeared beside him at some point. The dim yellow light from the factory gate illuminated his slightly overweight body, and the large cigar in his mouth was quite conspicuous.

"Who are you people?"

Ling Hao asked calmly as his men quickly brought over the men who had been chasing He Ming.

The men were in a sorry state, all bruised and battered, but they all kept their heads down and didn't answer.

Ling Hao suddenly snatched a knife from one of his henchmen and slashed at the nearest man. The man screamed in agony and began to writhe on the ground, a bloody gash now visible on his arm.

"Speak! Who are you? Why are you chasing my men!"

Ling Hao, holding a blood-stained watermelon knife and a large cigar in one hand, exuded a ferocious, beast-like aura, his expression not particularly cold.

He Ming was slightly shocked. He hadn't expected this seemingly composed old man to be so ruthless. He felt a pang of fear that he had opposed such a person before. Fortunately, he had thought things through, or he would probably be dead in the street by now.

The men trembled slightly, exchanged glances, and stammered, none daring to utter a sound.

Ling Hao remained silent, raised his knife, and another man lay on the ground screaming.

"Big Brother, we are Brother Hu Tian's men!"

one of them cried out, seemingly unable to withstand the pressure.

"Hu Tian?"

Ling Hao was taken aback.

He Ming was also stunned. He vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar. After thinking carefully, he realized that Wang Yong's tragic end was due to a hall master named Hu Tian from the Tianchong Gang. But why would this person attack him? Or was he just an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire? Or perhaps they just shared the same name?

"Hu Tian? You mean Hu Tian, the hall master of my Tianchong Gang?"

Ling Hao asked uncertainly.

"Yes!"

the boy replied.

"What did he call you here for? To harm my two men? Or to harm me?"

Ling Hao's voice gradually turned cold.

"No, no, the lighting was too dim before, we didn't see our boss clearly, otherwise we wouldn't have dared to do this even if we had the guts of a lion!"

the boy quickly denied.

"So, you're the ones chasing those two?"

Ling Hao took a drag of his cigarette, exhaling a long puff of smoke.

"We're chasing him on Brother Hu's orders!"

The young man pointed at He Ming.

"Chasing me? Why is he chasing me?"

He Ming was stunned, his anger rising. He clearly remembered not offending this Hu Tian. Being chased like this for no reason—who wouldn't be furious?

"I heard him say it's because you beat up his brother at No. 3 Middle School!"

The young man looked at Ling Hao and said honestly.

"Who's his brother?"

He Ming suppressed his anger, saying he'd beaten up so many people at No. 3 Middle School he had no clue.

"It's Hu Wei!"

the young man replied.

He Ming suddenly understood. It turned out the whole thing stemmed from that little vixen, Chunyu Man. However, Hu Wei was too domineering, attacking him first, so being beaten was his own fault. But Hu Wei, as the older brother, was so ruthless; he'd remember this grudge.

"You're brothers in the gang, and you were just following orders, so I won't make things difficult for you. Make sure you see him clearly; if you dare touch a hair on his head again, you'll be dealt with according to gang rules!"

Having fully understood the situation, Ling Hao pointed at He Ming and addressed the group, then waved his hand.

"I'll go back and find that kid Hu Tian, don't worry!"

After the group helped him leave, Ling Hao's expression softened, and he reassured He Ming.

He Ming didn't say anything. He was determined to deal with that old bastard Hu Tian sooner or later; he couldn't let this humiliation go unpunished. Besides, there was the debt to Wang Yong; settling it there wouldn't be a bad idea.

"Alright, let's go inside!"

Ling Hao instructed his injured brothers to go to the hospital for treatment, then beckoned He Ming into the factory.

"From last time until now, it seems to have been quite effective. However, if it's the same situation tonight, it probably won't be very useful. You decide what to do; I've prepared these especially for you!"

Ling Hao said, beckoning to his men.

"Thud!"

A guy next to him tossed a burlap sack in front of He Ming. He opened it and was immediately stunned. It was filled with all sorts of "sex toys"—vibrators, eggs, dildos, and the like.

He Ming looked up again, his gaze towards Ling Hao changing.

Ling Hao was slightly embarrassed, coughing a few times to cover it up, then pointed to the iron door to the side and said, "Ling Zhi is in that room, go on!"

He Ming picked up the sack to leave, but then remembered something and asked, "Is she still locked up?"

"Yeah!"

Ling Hao nodded, then added, "Don't worry, her eyes are blindfolded too!"

"Is it like last time? Can you untie her legs?"

He Ming hesitated for a moment, then said, feeling that with the woman's limbs completely locked, she was like a puppet, and he felt like he was just going through the motions, with little enjoyment to be had.

"Go in, this time her legs aren't locked!"

Ling Hao looked at He Ming suspiciously, clearly not understanding what the guy was thinking, and waved his hand impatiently.

He Ming nodded excitedly, then walked towards a room on the side, pushed open the iron door, and saw Ling Zhi indeed locked to an iron pillar. This time, only her hands were secured, locked on either side. She was dressed even more revealingly than before, wearing the same tight short skirt, but this time in a daring red. The low-cut top revealed her back, exposing her smooth, alabaster skin. Two thin straps crossed on either side, adding endless allure. Below was her slender waist, smooth as jade, with perfect and flowing curves. Even the upper edge of her rounded buttocks was visible, and the deep cleavage was faintly visible. The skirt was also incredibly short, completely exposing her snow-white legs. During her slight struggle, one could even see the area between her buttocks and thighs. Moreover, she wore a pair of black high heels, the two colors complementing each other, making her incredibly arousing.

"Who are you? Let me go!"

Ling Zhi struggled, this scene almost a replica of the last time.

He Ming leered as he walked over, slamming the "sex toy" to the ground with a "thud." He then pressed himself close to the beauty, bringing his nose close to inhale her alluring scent.

Ling Zhi sensed the man's presence and raised her jade-like leg to kick, but He Ming was already prepared, reaching out and capturing it in his hand. He then gently caressed her captivating curves and smooth, delicate skin with a perverted air.

"You pervert, let me go! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

Ling Zhi screamed hysterically.

He Ming found the woman's screaming incredibly annoying. Remembering the last time, he stripped off his clothes again, stuffing his underwear into the beauty's cherry-like mouth, a wicked smile on his face as he admired his masterpiece with a sense of accomplishment.

"Ugh!"

Ling Zhi struggled fiercely, unable to utter a sound.

He Ming walked over and suddenly embraced the beauty's waist. He lowered his head, burying his face between her full breasts, greedily inhaling her intoxicating fragrance. His eyes were slightly closed, like a child in his mother's arms, his expression one of blissful intoxication.

Ling Zhi naturally struggled fiercely, but with her hands restrained and being held so intimately, her long legs were useless.

He Ming breathed in greedily for a while, then his hands, which had been on Ling Zhi's back, began to roam, exploring her smooth back and waist, gradually moving downwards.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi's voice began to tremble, as if she were sobbing. Suddenly, she raised her jade-like feet, clad in black high heels, and slammed them down on He Ming's instep.

He Ming's face instantly changed color. He quickly jumped away, then looked at his now completely swollen and red instep with a pained expression, clenching his teeth, fine beads of sweat quickly appearing on his forehead.

Ling Zhi fell silent, seemingly trying to ascertain the situation and the effectiveness of her attack.

He Ming swore that if he could speak, he would have screamed to release his pain. About fifteen minutes passed before he finally recovered slightly from the agony. His instep was swollen beyond recognition, with faint bruising inside. He

Ming gritted his teeth, staring at the lamb to the slaughter, then limped closer, his expression ferocious. He had completely lost any sense of pity.

A hint of fear appeared on Ling Zhi's exposed face, her delicate body twisting nervously. She sensed the approaching storm.

He Ming, still gritting his teeth, stared at the lamb to the slaughter, dragging his aching foot to the sex toy bag Ling Hao had given him. He took out a thin rope, then limped over and lashed it forcefully at the woman's slender foot.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi, blindfolded, was completely unprepared. A sudden, excruciating pain struck her, and she tried to scream, but her mouth was completely gagged, allowing only whimpers.

He Ming, still not satisfied, continued to whip her mercilessly with the rope, and streaks of blood began to appear on her high-heeled feet.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi could no longer bear the piercing pain and began to whimper, shaking her head in apparent pleading.

He Ming's face contorted with rage. He turned and pulled two clips from his pocket, then walked over. Without a word, he grabbed the hem of Ling Zhi's skirt and yanked it up.

"Ugh... ah..."

Ling Zhi struggled desperately, but her hands were bound, leaving her helpless.

"Slut!"

He Ming coldly mocked inwardly, looking at her naked body without any underwear. He then moved closer and quickly clamped the clip onto the pink nipple of one of Ling Zhi's full breasts.

"Ugh!"

Ling Zhi let out another whimper. The piercing pain from her nipple directly stimulated her cerebral cortex, making it unbearable. Fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on her fair forehead.

He Ming didn't stop. He quickly clamped the other nipple with the other clip, which naturally resulted in another desperate struggle from Ling Zhi.

He Ming looked at his triumphant work with a cold smile, then picked up the rope again and whipped it across her full, white buttocks.

Ling Zhi struggled incessantly, her head shaking violently. Her forehead was completely soaked with sweat, and her full, white buttocks were crisscrossed with crimson marks.

In the struggle, she finally managed to shake off her high heels. Looking at the weapon lying on the ground, He Ming couldn't help but feel a pang of self-mockery. He used to love high heels and stockings, but today he had actually been defeated by these exquisite things.

He Ming finally stopped whipping her. Next, he took out a lighter from his pocket, burned the rope in his hand in two, and then tied Ling Zhi's two jade-like feet to the iron frame on one side. He finally understood that if a woman didn't cooperate, letting her go wouldn't only prevent him from using his favorite positions, but would also hinder him from getting close.

After struggling for a while, Ling Zhi had used up most of her strength and was no longer able to resist. Her limbs were completely bound.

He Ming vowed to make the woman pay the price, then took another candle from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and began playing a game of dripping wax around the sexy, voluptuous body.

Ling Zhi whimpered and struggled incessantly, her strength gradually fading until she could only moan softly.

He Ming put down the candle, took a large, thick dildo from his pocket, walked closer, spread Ling Zhi's plump buttocks, and placed the tip in her alluring cleft, beginning to gently rub it.

Ling Zhi thought her virginity would soon be lost, and her last bit of strength burst forth as she struggled and whimpered again, but she wasn't superhuman and couldn't break free.

He Ming gently rubbed, and the pink chrysanthemum in the deep cleft was clearly visible, the tender petals opening and closing with his friction.

Ling Zhi's struggles gradually lessened, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. As a virgin, reason couldn't suppress her physiological reactions, and her secret passage began to secrete a lustful fluid.

He Ming continued rubbing until his penis was covered in nectar, then he aimed the tip at the pink chrysanthemum bud and gently pressed it in.

Ling Zhi felt an intoxicating pleasure and satisfaction gradually wash over her, her delicate body trembling slightly as she completely enjoyed it. However, she soon felt a sharp pain and struggled again.

He Ming ignored Ling Zhi's expression, his dildo moving in and out, the tip occasionally penetrating the narrow opening, each time pulling it out, revealing a patch of tender red.

With each gentle thrust, the thick dildo gradually penetrated halfway into the chrysanthemum bud. Ling Zhi didn't know whether it was pain or pleasure; her body trembled slightly, and she whimpered as if in a dream.

He Ming felt it was time, so he withdrew the dildo, limped forward, grabbed Ling Zhi's slender waist with one hand, and grasped his thick penis with the other, thrusting it into the deep crevice. The glans found the still-open anus and plunged in.

Indeed, Ling Hao had told him not to have relations with his daughter yet, meaning not to deflower her, but this shouldn't count as having relations!

He Ming grabbed Ling Zhi's waist and began thrusting forcefully without any tenderness. His thick penis repeatedly entered and exited her tight vagina, and traces of blood oozed from the point of contact.

At first, Ling Zhi's face showed some pain, but as time went on, her cheeks began to show a seductive look, and her whimpers turned into rhythmic moans.

He Ming reached forward and grabbed her two large breasts, which were still clamped by nipple clamps, and kneaded them desperately. His lower body also pounded like a pile driver, his strides slamming into her full buttocks, creating alluring waves of flesh.

Ling Zhi's entire body was like a small boat in a storm, her limbs restrained, yet she was still being pounded and rocked.

He Ming groped to remove the nipple clamps and found that her nipples had become large and swollen, feeling very soft to the touch, so he began to knead them without any tenderness.

This was excruciatingly painful for Ling Zhi. Tormented by both pleasure and agony, she heard a rustling sound and a clear liquid flowed between her legs; she had lost control of her bladder.

He Ming's perverse tastes and the pleasure of revenge were instantly satisfied. He thrust vigorously for a while, and large gushes of semen shot out, spraying deep into Ling Zhi's vagina.

Chapter 182 Naked, Chatting (Part 1)

He Ming put his injured left foot into a shoe, the pain was excruciating, and he couldn't even tie the shoelaces. He limped out the door.

Ling Hao was naturally very puzzled by He Ming's way of walking. When he learned the reason, he couldn't help but laugh. He sent the brother who had driven him earlier to take him to a nearby hospital for treatment and bandaging before taking him back to Taoyuan District. He

Ming got out of the car and found that the gate was not closed, and the light was shining out. Obviously, his beautiful foster mother was still awake and seemed to be waiting for him again. He was very touched.

Injuries to the arms and back could be concealed, but a foot injury was impossible to hide. He Ming endured the intense pain, slowly making his way into the house, only to find the television on. Xia Jingmei was sitting on the sofa, dozing. Her mid-length nightgown had ridden up to her thighs, completely exposing her fair, jade-like legs, which were long and shapely, incredibly sexy.

He Ming was slightly taken aback. Initially, he was indeed surprised and fascinated, but then a deep warmth rose from his heart. He remembered many times he had returned home at night to find this scene.

"You're back! Huh? What happened to your foot?"

Xia Jingmei heard the noise, looked up at He Ming with a confused expression, then suddenly her expression cleared, and she asked with concern, then stood up to greet him.

"Oh, I was helping Uncle Ling move some things, and I accidentally hurt my foot!"

He Ming had already thought of a solution.

"How could you be so careless? Let me see!"

Xia Jingmei looked reproachful, then squatted down and reached out to take off her shoes.

He Ming wanted to refuse, but he had no choice. He took his feet off, since he hadn't tied his shoelaces, so it was easy. His gaze drifted downwards, and he froze instantly. His beautiful foster mother was wearing a loose nightgown, and with her lowered posture, her chest was wide open, revealing a glimpse of her ample bosom.

He Ming's mouth went dry. He saw two full, snow-white breasts, so firm, covered by an exquisite pink bra, with a deep cleavage squeezed out in the middle, making one's soul involuntarily sink into them. What was even more irresistible was that his gaze could just barely peek down between her breasts, and between her two snow-white, rounded thighs, he saw a pair of pink lace panties, a semi-transparent design, with delicate lace supporting a hint of dark color, which was simply too tempting.

"How did you get like this? Does it hurt?"

Although He Ming's instep had been bandaged, his heel, sole, and toes were slightly swollen, making it look quite serious. Xia Jingmei gently held her adopted son's foot with her delicate hands, looked up to ask, and even had tears welling up in her eyes.

He Ming, who had just become aroused and was worried about embarrassing himself by having an erection, saw those loving eyes and his mind cleared, all his worries disappearing. He comforted her, "It's okay, Aunt Xia!"

"It looks so serious, how are you going to go to school?"

Xia Jingmei seemed to be asking, but also talking to herself. After saying that, she added, "Why don't you just rest at home for a few days and wait until you feel better? I'll ask your homeroom teacher for leave!" He Ming

didn't speak. To be honest, he knew his own limitations. In his current state, even with a car, he wouldn't be able to get to the school building.

Because of his physical training, He Ming was indeed stronger than the average adult, but his confidence hadn't matured much. And all thanks to his orphan background, he was still just a fifteen-year-old boy, his playful nature still intact. The thought of not having to go to school tomorrow made him very active. He went upstairs, turned on his computer, and started browsing, mainly looking at pretty girls.

He Ming's wandering gaze suddenly fixed on a very beautiful picture. It was of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, tall and slender, wearing a maid outfit. Under the very short skirt, her legs were covered in black fishnet stockings, very sexy. Below was a "link" with the title "Sexy Uniform Specialty - Maid Outfit".

A wicked smile involuntarily appeared on He Ming's face. So far, there were two beauties who obeyed him and let him control their clothing: Liu Qinyue and Mei Gui.

He Ming's mind conjured up the pretty faces of Liu Qinyue and Mei Gui, imagining them in various uniforms. He unconsciously clicked the link below the image, and his eyes lit up when he saw a series of beautiful models in sexy uniforms.

He Ming carefully considered them. Liu Qinyue was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, mature and sexy, perfectly suited to elegant and serious attire, such as flight attendant uniforms, office lady outfits, teacher uniforms, or cheongsams. Mei Gui, on the other hand, was twenty-one or twenty-two, youthful and beautiful, more suited to lively and bright uniforms, such as nurse uniforms, maid outfits, or school uniforms.

He Ming nodded and began to examine the images closely. When he turned to the page with the teacher uniforms, his expression faltered slightly. He felt the beautiful model looked vaguely familiar—around twenty-five or twenty-six, with light red, slightly wavy hair, delicate and charming features, and a tall, slender figure. Everything about her gradually overlapped in his mind with a woman—the woman surnamed Fu, the mother of the child Meng Lei had injured.

He Ming scanned the woman with a hint of amazement. He'd thought she was perfect for modeling from the first moment they met, and now she actually was. The thought that such a beauty was just a fleeting presence in his life filled him with a touch of regret.

He Ming didn't linger. He then went on a shopping spree using online banking, buying countless uniforms, spending nearly ten thousand yuan before finally stopping, satisfied with his "sexual happiness." He felt the money was well spent.

Next, He Ming opened the "White Silk" forum. He was becoming increasingly addicted to online forums; bragging was risk-free, and insults had no consequences—it was incredibly satisfying. Of course, the most important thing was that the forum administrator was his wife, so naturally he had to support her.

As soon as He Ming entered, he saw numerous replies. Clicking on the first one, he discovered it was a "summons." He glanced at the post and nearly exploded with anger. The post was incredibly popular, boasting millions of views and tens of thousands of replies. The content read, "Si Ruxue, would you consider my conditions?"

The poster had posted a picture of a bankbook with a million yuan in it in the first comment, immediately drawing a crowd of onlookers. Of course, it wasn't stupid; everyone knew it was a challenge to He Ming. In fact, he had repeatedly stated that the Si Ruxue forum administrator already had a boyfriend—himself—and this had been confirmed by Su Xue. Therefore, almost everyone in the forum knew they were a couple, hence the calls for He Ming, all waiting to see the show.

He Ming quickly browsed through the posts and found that Su Xue had also replied to many posts, all explaining that she liked the person, not the money. Of course, everyone has pride; she probably assumed that even if He Ming's family was well-off, he was still just a student and wouldn't have the savings to compete.

The guy immediately deposited a million, which He Ming felt was too aggressive. He had less than five million left in his account, plus his factory earnings and other working capital. He wasn't sure if he could handle it, but backing down without a fight, especially when it involved his girlfriend, was not the behavior of a man. So he pulled out several bankbooks and deposited two million, of course, writing his ID on them.

This confrontation quickly attracted a large crowd. Some were amazed, some were jealous, and some suspected it was photoshopped; everyone was talking, making it quite lively.

He Ming kept refreshing the page and calling out to Su Xue and the poster. After a while, the guy deposited another two million, bringing the total to three million.

He Ming broke out in a cold sweat, but still gritted his teeth and deposited another 150,000. The guy then deposited another million, bringing the total to four million.

He Ming gritted his teeth and put in another million, bringing the total to four and a half million. If that guy put in another million, he would lose, which would be a huge loss of face. He was starting to regret his heroic act. Su Xue hadn't posted anything; he didn't know if she was offline or just watching.

Sure enough, that guy put in another million. He Ming completely gave up, but soon someone raised a question. The ID on that bankbook was clearly typed with a mouse; because of his shaky hand, it was crooked and obvious upon closer inspection, immediately drawing suspicion from those around him.

The guy naturally tried his best to deny it, but he couldn't hide it from the internet addicts. Soon, there was complete silence, and He Ming was the victor.

He Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, completely relaxing. He put the bankbook away and noticed his QQ was buzzing. He opened it and saw it was Su Xue. Her first question was where those bankbooks came from.

"I was watching just now!"

He Ming felt a surge of accomplishment and said they were his.

Su Xue naturally didn't believe him, saying that He Ming had stolen the family's savings book to send the message.

He Ming couldn't argue, so he changed the subject and asked Su Xue to video chat.

When the video started, Su Xue was sitting in front of the computer wearing a white nightgown, her fair and beautiful face very close. Looking down, because the neckline was low, her breasts were half-exposed, a deep cleavage that was very tempting.

He Ming's mouth went dry, and an evil thought gradually formed in his mind. So he asked his big-breasted wife to have a nude video chat with him.

Su Xue was initially reserved and resolute, but she couldn't resist his coaxing. In addition, she knew that He Ming was alone in the room, and she was probably also looking forward to trying this new kind of excitement, so she agreed.
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Chapter 183 Nude Chat, Caught by Foster Mother (Part 2)

He Ming had just vented on Ling Zhi, and he shouldn't have such a strong interest anymore, but his beautiful foster mother was just too sexy, making it impossible for him to resist. That's why he suddenly had such an evil thought.

It was getting late, and He Ming didn't want to be caught by his beautiful adoptive mother, so he turned off the lights. There was a rope in front of the computer, which he had tied there. Although there were a few clothes hanging on it, that wasn't its main function. With such a large wardrobe in the corner, there was no need to bother with it.

As for its specific effectiveness, He Ming quickly demonstrated it with his actions. He picked up the blanket from the bed and hung it on the wall, immediately blocking the light emitted by the computer. That was its main function. He knew the doors of the villa had peepholes, and to be able to surf the internet late without being discovered by his beautiful foster mother, he not only moved the computer desk to a triangular corner but also added these concealing devices.

Of course, that wasn't enough; the light could still shine out from above, scattering through the white walls to every corner, still not quite concealed enough. Then he picked up a piece of cardboard from under the bed and placed it between a rope and nails on the wall, like roof tiles, and sat inside. Now he was in his own little world, with most of the computer light completely blocked, finally free from any worries.

He Ming put on headphones. He couldn't help it; doing this without sound would take away a lot of the fun. But he couldn't just use the computer speakers, or the whole villa would be filled with his lovely wife's voice. After all, doing this kind of thing required a lot of noise to be exciting.

"What happened to your foot?"

Su Xue noticed He Ming's strange gait in the video and asked. She had already asked her boyfriend why he was doing so many things.

"Nothing, I accidentally hurt it!"

He Ming replied casually.

"How is it? Is it serious?"

Su Xue's probing proved He Ming's importance to her.

"Don't worry, it's fine. Otherwise, would I still be interested in playing these things with you?"

He Ming said with a lewd smile, feeling a little warm inside.

Su Xue gave He Ming a reproachful look, then began to move. Although she seemed a little

awkward, her bright eyes held a strange excitement. Both men and women have a desire to break free from traditional constraints and seek stimulation.

In the video, she began to caress her breasts through her thin nightgown. The two treasures under the low neckline swayed and changed, revealing a deep cleavage that opened and closed, extremely alluring.

While caressing her own body, Su Xue winked seductively at He Ming in the video. Her pajamas gradually came off, revealing her voluptuous yet slender figure, her sexy lingerie highlighting her fair skin – a true stunner.

He Ming felt aroused, his hand involuntarily moving upwards. His eyes were fixed on the lingerie-clad beauty in the video, his throat bobbing. Su Xue was clearly wealthy; her computer was high-end, with a high-resolution webcam, almost as clear as watching a flat-screen TV.

"Honey, can you do something too?"

Su Xue panted, her lips slightly parted, looking at He Ming with pleading eyes.

"You little pervert!"

He Ming spat lightly, then pulled down his pants, took out his manhood,

and got down to business. For a man, the thought of self-touching as foreplay was utterly bizarre and perverse.

Xia Jingmei had been waiting all night, and with the added pressure of her work, she was already exhausted. But ever since she saw her adopted son's injured foot, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

"His foot is so injured, will he be in so much pain that he can't sleep?"

A voice kept echoing in her mind. After a long while, she couldn't bear the torment of the voice any longer, so she got up, put on her slippers, left her room, walked through the narrow path, and arrived at He Ming's door.

At that moment, He Ming was wearing headphones, his ears filled with the seductive moans of Su Xue. Seeking stimulation, he had turned the volume up very high, his eyes fixed on his flirtatious fiancée in the video. She was completely naked from the waist down, one hand constantly moving. Due to the intense psychological and physical stimulation, he was panting heavily and even moaning along with the beauty, completely unaware of his beautiful adoptive mother knocking on the door outside.

"Xiaoming? Xiaoming?"

Xia Jingmei called out twice, but received no response. She then peered through the doorknob, but the opening was too small to see much, and the room was almost dark, making it impossible to see anything. However, as she focused her attention, she suddenly heard a faint groan. "

Could he be in unbearable pain?"

Xia Jingmei's eyes widened; this discovery made her heart leap. She called out a few more times and patted the door twice, but still received no response. She quickly returned to the room, found the key, and rushed back to open her adopted son's door.

"Xiaoming, are you alright?"

Xia Jingmei asked instinctively as she stepped inside. Because the faint light from the corner was so dim, she didn't pay much attention and simply turned on the light switch on the wall.

As for He Ming, he hadn't heard a sound and was still panting heavily behind the sheets.

The room suddenly became very bright. Xia Jingmei glanced at the large bed, then reflexively moved her gaze to the strange "facilities" in the corner. She paused for a moment, then reflexively walked over.

He Ming, in his "small space," was stimulated by the light from the computer screen. He couldn't possibly notice the room lights coming on, and was actually staring at the beauty on the screen. His wife,

Su Xue, was now completely naked, her legs raised and spread wide on the stool she was sitting on, exposing her most private parts, and she was constantly moving her hands around.

Xia Jingmei walked to the sheets, reached out and pulled them back. The first thing she saw was the video on the computer screen. Her adopted son's fiancée was sitting on the chair without any restraint, her legs wide open, exposing her most private parts without any concern, and she was constantly loving and caressing them, instantly making Xia Jingmei blush and her heart race.

Su Xue, watching from the screen, immediately spotted Xia Jingmei. She froze, her mouth agape, and her movements ceased.

He Ming, seeing his fiancée suddenly stop moving in the video, reflexively asked, "Wife, what's wrong?"

Xia Jingmei's gaze had already shifted to her adopted son. He was naked from the waist down, his manhood completely exposed between his legs. Its size and grotesque appearance instantly stunned her.

He Ming sensed something amiss, turned over, and saw his beautiful adoptive mother staring silently between his legs. His face flushed crimson.

Xia Jingmei, realizing what had happened, quickly buried her face to the side, unsure whether to stay or leave, extremely embarrassed.

He Ming hurriedly grabbed some clothes to cover himself, stammering, unsure what to say.

Su Xue, also bewildered by the awkward situation, quickly closed her legs, stood up, and disappeared into a corner out of sight.

"Uh, go to sleep early!"

Xia Jingmei's pretty face turned completely red, as charming as the morning glow, exuding endless allure. After saying this, she hurriedly left the room.

Chapter 184 My Beautiful Foster Mother Washes My Feet.

Ren Heming had seen many dangerous scenes, but even he couldn't help but feel a little flustered in such an embarrassing situation. Seeing his beautiful foster mother flutter out of the room like a startled bird, his entire old face turned completely red, and he quickly pulled on his boxer shorts.

"How could this happen?"

Su Xue reappeared in the video on the computer. She was now wearing pajamas, her pretty face flushed red, as if she felt a little hot, so she reached out her delicate hand to cover it. Although she and Xia Jingmei had engaged in that ambiguous behavior, their statuses were different now. How could a woman remain indifferent to such wanton behavior in front of her future "mother-in-law"?

He Ming didn't say anything. He was currently very depressed, unsure how to get along with his beautiful adoptive mother in the future. Of course, he also felt a faint, indescribable excitement, which kept flashing through his mind when he imagined his beautiful adoptive mother looking at his lower body, her small mouth open, her beautiful eyes wide.

"It's all your fault! How am I supposed to face Sister Xia now?"

That's how women are; once they feel wronged, they become completely unreasonable, forgetting how excited they were before—purely emotional creatures.

"Yes, I'm sorry, wife!"

He Ming, of course, didn't mind Su Xue's complaint. He clasped his hands together, bowed, and said, "Alright, that's enough. It's getting late, you have to go to work tomorrow, right? Goodnight!"

Su Xue nodded, her face tense as she turned off the computer.

He Ming turned it off and lay back down on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned. He kept thinking about the surprised expression on his beautiful foster mother's face when she saw him. Gradually, this image began to transform into his beautiful foster mother's alluring body. Coupled with the fact that he had been interrupted earlier, his desire hadn't been released, and a certain part of his lower body was unwilling to behave, which was really torturous.

He Ming couldn't shake off the chaotic thoughts in his mind. As if possessed, he got up, didn't turn on the light, and quietly walked out of the room, fantasizing that his beautiful foster mother would give him another of those stimulating self-touching shows tonight.

He Ming approached his beautiful foster mother's door gently. The first thing he heard was a soft, panting sound, so delicate and alluring that it sent shivers down his spine, like an electric shock. A surge of heat rose instantly from below. The villa's door was well-insulated; the sound could be faintly heard from outside, indicating that it was inside the room, making the sound incredibly clear.

He Ming was delighted. He knew this sound all too well; it was the sound his beautiful foster mother made when she was very "excited." He eagerly bent down and peered through the small hole in the doorknob. Although the room was dark, a sliver of moonlight shone through the window, allowing him to vaguely see what was inside. However, to his dismay, most of Xia Jingmei's body was under the covers, with only one jade-like leg slightly exposed. Although he could see her body moving rhythmically, he couldn't see any of her eroticism.

Of course, even so, He Ming was unwilling to leave. Just by observing the position of his beautiful foster mother's body under the covers, coupled with her rhythmic writhing, he knew what she was doing. For him, the mere sight of her alluring moans was enough to send shivers down his spine, making him unable to resist. So, he couldn't help but reach down and begin to move.

"Xiao Ming, ooh... I miss you so much... ah... come quickly!"

The alluring moans uttered a few clear words intermittently. He Ming was instantly dumbfounded, and his lower body swelled rapidly as if he had taken Viagra.

"Xiao Ming... quick... I want it... come quickly..."

Xia Jingmei was by no means a wanton woman. Since Chen Junyan's death, she had rarely done such "self-comfort." Perhaps it was because she had just witnessed her foster son's magnificent physique that her heart was filled with unsettling emotions. Her empty heart had long harbored a hidden desire, and this trigger completely ignited it, making it increasingly uncontrollable.

He Ming's hands moved rapidly, desperately suppressing his breathing. His beautiful foster mother's calls had given him an unprecedented stimulation, and he finally ejaculated violently—in fact, he had never ejaculated so quickly before.

The intense fire in his chest was finally released completely. He Ming dared not stay any longer and quietly returned to his room, lay back down on the bed, and gradually fell asleep. He slept incredibly soundly until a familiar voice came from outside the door, waking him up.

"Xiao Ming, I'm going to work. Breakfast is on the kitchen table. Heat it up yourself if it gets cold. Get some rest at home!"

Xia Jingmei said. The familiar voice sounded, but it was slightly suppressed and didn't sound as natural and calm as usual.

He Ming's mind wasn't completely clear yet, and he vaguely responded. He slept for another hour before fully waking up. The memory of last night surfaced in his mind, and he shook his head helplessly. Now he really didn't know how to face his beautiful foster mother.

Limping downstairs, He Ming ate breakfast and returned to his room, surfing the internet. His foot was throbbing so badly he couldn't even go out.

Bored, He Ming wandered around aimlessly. Suddenly, an idea flashed into his mind. He found the website selling sexy uniforms from yesterday, copied a picture of the woman surnamed Fu, and searched it with an image search tool. A string of results came up effortlessly.

The woman's name was "Yu Wen," a very famous model in China. She had been a spokesperson for many well-known companies and had even made cameo appearances in several popular TV dramas and movies, boasting millions of followers on Weibo.

He Ming hadn't expected her to be a celebrity. He continued searching for and viewing many of her sexy photos, a secret regret creeping into his heart. Such a beauty, merely a fleeting passerby in his life, unattainable—a truly regrettable thing.

The day passed by unnoticed. In the evening, He Ming, dragging his limping foot, laboriously prepared dinner and then waited for his beautiful foster mother.

When Xia Jingmei returned, she looked quite awkward, but still tried her best to appear calm. She asked about He Ming's foot injury, and the mother and son ate dinner in an awkward atmosphere.

He Ming really didn't know how to get along with his beautiful adoptive mother, so he got up to go upstairs.

"Xiao Ming, you haven't washed your feet, have you? Wait, I'll go get a basin and pour you some hot water!"

Xia Jingmei suddenly said.

"No need! Aunt Xia, I'll go myself!"

He Ming quickly stopped her. Although they were only mother and son in name, he still couldn't feel at ease letting a woman who treated him better than many mothers treat their own sons pour him water to wash his feet.

"You sit still, it's alright!"

Xia Jingmei glanced at her adopted son gently, then went to pour the water.

He Ming sat down helplessly. He had gone to the hospital last night for treatment and had washed his feet thoroughly, so he didn't need to bother with it when he got back. In fact, he was currently inconvenient to do it himself, but he didn't need to wait until he was fully recovered to wash his feet.

Xia Jingmei poured water and, like a virtuous wife in a Japanese film, brought it to He Ming. She didn't get up to leave, but instead used her delicate hands to take a damp towel, wring it slightly, and handed it to her adopted son, saying, "If it's inconvenient to bend down, just wipe your face!"

He Ming took the towel and wiped his face, somewhat touched. Unexpectedly, his beautiful adoptive mother didn't leave. Instead, she squatted down and said in a voice as gentle as water, "Come on, lift your injured foot up first!"

"Uh, I can do it myself, Aunt Xia!"

He Ming naturally understood his adoptive mother's meaning and awkwardly refused.

"You're sitting on the sofa and it's inconvenient for you to bend down, let me wash it for you!"

Xia Jingmei didn't wait for her adopted son's reaction, picked up He Ming's injured foot, scooped up warm water with her delicate hands, and carefully cleaned the skin outside the gauze.

He Ming felt those soft, jade-like fingers sliding across his feet. Although the touch was incredibly intoxicating, he didn't have any impure thoughts. He saw his beautiful foster mother's gentle, earnest, and doting face, and his eyes unconsciously became a little moist.

Chapter 185 The Protective Umbrella Provided by the Gangster Father-in-Law

The next day, He Ming was idly surfing the internet at home when his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was his future gangster father-in-law calling, asking if he was free.

"Uh, I am free, but my foot is really hurting terribly, I'm afraid I can't go out!"

He Ming answered truthfully.

"It's okay, I'll have my driver pick you up at your door. Going out shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Ling Hao didn't say much, but it seemed to be important, so he didn't give up.

"Okay!"

"He's not going to make me humiliate his daughter in broad daylight, is he?"

He Ming thought to himself, reluctantly hanging up the phone. To be honest, his foot was hurting terribly, and even if he were to go straight to a beautiful woman, he couldn't possibly do it. The thought of enduring excruciating pain to do *that* greatly diminished his interest, but he didn't dare disobey the gangster boss's orders. He limped downstairs, left the villa, and then turned around and closed the door.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, a very luxurious black Buick sedan sped up and stopped at the entrance. The driver got out, and He Ming immediately recognized him as the one who had given him rides before. Two young men in suits and ties also got out, and without a word, each grabbed one of his arms and helped him into the car.

He Ming, wanting to avoid being harassed, got in easily. Because it wasn't rush hour, the streets weren't crowded, and the car sped along. After more than ten minutes, they arrived at a street corner he had never been to before. Skyscrapers lined both sides, and looking up at the sky made him feel a little dizzy.

Supported by the two men in black, He Ming headed towards one of the buildings. Above the entrance, he clearly saw a sign with the four large characters "Budong Group.

" "Looks like this is Ling Hao's company!"

He Ming's interest was piqued. After entering, he took the elevator. There were four or five people around him who looked like employees, all dressed very formally—some in suits and shirts, others in office uniforms—clearly highly educated individuals.

"After watching several episodes, I realized that even if I'm involved in some shady businesses, I need people with real skills to manage the finances!"

He Ming thought to himself. The elevator reached the tenth floor, and he was helped out by two young men into the hallway and into an office.

The moment the door opened, He Ming was completely stunned. The room was spacious, with a long table in the center and rows of chairs on either side. More than a dozen men of varying appearances sat upright, all glancing at He Ming with emotionless eyes. Sitting at the table was Ling Hao.

"He Ming, come, come, sit here!"

Ling Hao greeted He Ming with an unprecedented smile, gesturing to the chair next to him.

He Ming walked over somewhat awkwardly. To be honest, he felt out of place among these people. Anyone sitting here must be someone important. In such a large company, even the lowest-ranking employees must be well-educated. The seat next to Ling Hao clearly symbolized a certain status, and he felt truly flattered to be sitting there.

"I've invited everyone here today, but there's really nothing important to discuss. I just wanted to introduce someone to you all—He Ming!"

After He Ming sat down, Ling Hao glanced at the crowd and said, then turned to He Ming, "Introduce yourself!"

He Ming hesitated for a moment, then stood up somewhat awkwardly, unsure what to say. He simply replied, "Hello everyone, my name is He Ming, a student at the Third Municipal High School. Nice to meet you all, please take care of me in the future!"

"Alright, I think everyone has heard clearly. His name is He Ming, a student at the Third Municipal High School. More importantly, he's now my godson. Life is full of ups and downs, and everyone here is a high-ranking executive in the company. So I hope you'll all take good care of him in the future. Also, tell those below to be careful in their actions. If you mess with him, the consequences will be severe. Do you understand?"

Ling Hao then warned the crowd. After receiving a series of submissive replies, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, everyone, you can leave now!"

"Hu Tian, you stay!"

Ling Hao then specifically addressed a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five on the left. The man nodded slightly. In fact, from the moment He Ming entered, he had a cold face, and his occasional glances carried a chilling aura.

"Hu Tian?"

Hearing this name, He Ming's heart skipped a beat. He then looked at the young man. Needless to say, the man was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with well-proportioned limbs, and striking features. If it weren't for his cold face, he would definitely be a handsome man.

Of course, He Ming wasn't gay and had no interest in handsome men. All he felt was the simmering anger in his heart. So, his face quickly darkened, and he glanced at the young man with a cold smile, clearly intending to confront him.

"Hu Tian, don't take children's matters too seriously. Let's treat what happened at school as a misunderstanding. I don't want anything like what happened that night to happen again. We're all on the same side from now on, and I hope we can get along well!"

Ling Hao said gently, patting Hu Tian's shoulder.

"Hmm!"

Hu Tian lowered his head, a faint smile forcing a smile on his face, but his gaze towards He Ming remained unchanged, carrying a "you'll pay" meaning.

He Ming smiled indifferently in return; he was determined to teach Hu Tian a lesson, he couldn't let that anger go unpunished.

He Ming left the building, and Ling Hao actually saw him off.

"You really went all out, kid. Xiao Zhi cried and cried all night, and even went to the hospital!"

Although Ling Hao said this, he didn't mean any blame.

"It was all for her own good!"

He Ming quickly defended himself; in fact, he was acting purely out of revenge, satisfying his perverted desires at home.

"I don't blame you. On the contrary, I think you did a great job. Xiao Zhi seems much calmer these past two days. I believe this will have a very good effect. It would be wonderful if we could completely cure her illness!"

Ling Hao said, indulging in his own fantasies.

He Ming shook his head speechlessly. Although his foot was injured, he wasn't too resentful. After all, she was his future wife. How could he feel at ease after marriage if he didn't cure that illness?

On the way home, He Ming felt that he had gained a lot today. It was equivalent to establishing an identity in the "Tianchong Gang" as the "gang leader's godson." This was indeed a powerful protective umbrella. If he had any conflicts with the gang members in the future, let's see who would dare to touch him.

Thinking of this, He Ming couldn't help but chuckle. He wondered if he would dare to fight back if he beat up Hu Tian!

Chapter 186 Shen Yuru, a hidden beauty

In the following days, He Ming stayed at home comfortably, eating and sleeping, living a very leisurely life. The only regret was that the brother he sent to follow Duan Feng had called twice, saying that there was a pretty good opportunity, but his foot injury made it inconvenient for him to move. If he let his brothers take action, he felt that he could only remain behind the scenes, which was not satisfying. So he suppressed his impulse and obediently recovered from his injury, waiting for another opportunity to come.

He Ming stayed home for a week, and his foot injury had almost healed. He then returned to school, his slightly unnatural gait making him look like a monkey being watched. But staying home all the time wasn't an option; he was happy to be free, but his beautiful foster mother would never allow it.

He Ming entered the classroom, and the noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted down. All eyes turned to him, but like a hero returning from battle, he remained unmoved by the atmosphere, his gaze fixed on one person: Chunyu Man.

For some reason, Chunyu Man wasn't as assertive as before. Her gaze was somewhat evasive, and she turned her pretty face away, trying her best to appear indifferent, though her expression was somewhat unnatural.

He Ming wasn't sure what this woman's intention was in forging and spreading a love letter signed by him. Was she acting with ulterior motives like Mei Gui, or simply seeking revenge? But whatever the reason, it had brought him trouble, so he had to pay some interest.

What interest? He Ming naturally wouldn't be satisfied with just secretly taking advantage of her as before. A plan suddenly formed in his mind.

At noon after school, He Ming, as usual, met up with Shen Yuru. In just one week, this mature beauty's temperament had changed drastically. Besides her intellectual air, she seemed much gentler than before, like a pool of clear water gently rippling. Her face was filled with maternal radiance, likely due to pregnancy. Now, when she was dressed, her slender waist was slightly fuller. Of course, to notice this change, one would have to be very familiar with her figure and observe closely.

Shen Yuru straightened her tight-fitting skirt, revealing the perfect curves of her full, rounded hips. She sat down gracefully, her face radiating a smile that could melt ice and snow, as warm as a spring breeze. "Is your foot feeling better?" she asked.

"Much better!"

He Ming smiled. Although he hadn't been able to go out, he had been worried that someone might bother his mother and daughter again, so he had frequently called to check on them. During their conversation, he had casually mentioned his injured foot.

"I want to ask you for a favor, and I hope you'll agree!"

After a few casual words, Shen Yuru's expression turned serious.

"No problem, just tell me. If it's within my power, I'll do it for you, not just one, but ten!"

He Ming was naturally happy to do favors for the mature and beautiful woman before him, as long as it was within his capabilities.

“I’ve thought about this for a long time. Xiao Xin absolutely cannot know about the pregnancy. Even if I lie to her that the child is from her father, she’ll still have to give the baby to you after it’s born. It would be really hard to explain if her younger brother or sister suddenly disappeared. Because of this, I managed to keep it a secret from her before, but now my body is gradually changing. If I don’t come up with a solution, all my efforts will be in vain!”

Shen Yuru said calmly, her expression becoming somewhat dejected.

He Ming nodded, but felt that this matter was indeed very troublesome, so he said unwillingly, “I said that if you are willing, I can take care of you and the child, and naturally the child doesn’t need to be given to me!”

“Hehe, I’ve said long ago that we are not suitable. Besides, even if I were willing, how would my daughter and I get along in the future? Moreover, the reason I’m hiding my pregnancy now is not only because of Xiao Xin, but also because of my reputation. I’m divorced now, but suddenly I have a child. People will talk a lot. Who will carefully consider whether I was pregnant before the divorce!”

Shen Yuru shook her head, a helpless smile on her face.

He Ming was slightly taken aback. He admitted that he hadn't considered things carefully enough. However, to keep it a secret from everyone, he had to leave his current living environment and find a place where he didn't know anyone. A thought struck him.

"I've thought about it. The only way now is to find a place where I don't know anyone as soon as possible and give birth to the child!"

Shen Yuru's plan was exactly as He Ming had guessed. She continued, "I plan to ask the school for a long leave in a couple of days, and then find an excuse to keep it from Xiao Xin. I'll send her to stay with relatives first, and then come back after the child is born and

I hand her over to you!" Shen Yuru explained her plan, then added, "That means I won't be able to take care of her during that time. I'm very worried about a girl without her parents, so please take good care of her!"

"Of course, I will. But where are you planning to go?"

He Ming agreed without hesitation and then pressed for details.

"I haven't decided yet!"

Shen Yuru sighed.

“I’m worried about you living alone as a pregnant woman. How about this, I’ll rent a place a bit further away, and you can move there after you take leave. That way, I can visit you more often!”

He Ming said, secretly delighted. Once Shen Yuru and Wang Yuxin separated, he would have no qualms about getting close to her.

“How can that be?”

Shen Yuru instinctively refused, but couldn’t come up with a reason.

“Why not? The child in your belly is mine. What if something goes wrong with you, a pregnant woman, all alone? I’ll never feel at ease!”

He Ming said matter-of-factly, his facial muscles twitching slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips as he tried to suppress it.

“Well… if it really doesn’t work, I can ask someone for help!”

Shen Yuru looked troubled, managing to find a reason to refuse.

“How can I trust someone else to take care of you? Enough said, let’s just decide this. If you insist on finding a place to give birth alone, let alone whether I’ll help you take care of Xiao Xin, don’t blame me for turning against you if anything goes wrong!”

He Ming’s face turned cold. He knew that now was the time to fight for it, not to back down.

“Alright!”

Shen Yuru pondered for a long time, carefully weighing the pros and cons, and finally had to sigh and agree.

“Then it’s decided. I see your figure has changed a bit; you’d better prepare as soon as possible, otherwise all these plans might fall apart!”

He Ming pretended to be kind and urged her, ostensibly out of concern for Shen Yuru, but in reality, he was eager to create an environment where he could approach her without restraint and conquer this mature beauty as soon as possible.

“Looks like I’ll have to keep her hidden away!”

He Ming thought mischievously to himself!

Chapter 187 Shen Yuru, a Hidden Beauty

The sweltering heat of late October had subsided, and a cool breeze could be felt. He Ming left early on the weekend, took a taxi eastward, and stopped in front of the coffee shop where he usually met Shen Yuru. He went inside.

Finding a seat, He Ming was extremely excited. The mature beauty had already taken leave from school the day before, and after a day of preparation and arrangements, everything was settled. Today, she was going to accompany him to his new place.

He Ming had already asked his friends to find a place, and he personally paid the rent yesterday noon. The place was very close to the factory, in a nice neighborhood. Although it was less than ten kilometers away from Shen Yuru's current home, in this metropolis of millions, the chances of seeing an acquaintance in such a suburban area, or being seen by an acquaintance, were negligible.

Thinking about being able to spend time with that mature beauty without any worries, He Ming felt as excited as a loser who had won the lottery. In fact, he barely slept the night before.

After waiting for about half an hour, Shen Yuru walked in. She was wearing a white dress, not a tight-fitting one, but her breasts still pushed against the fabric exaggeratedly. Perhaps due to pregnancy, they looked even fuller than before. Conversely, her straight and shapely calves, revealed beneath the skirt, appeared remarkably slender and toned, with dazzlingly fair skin. Her perfect curves could stir the heartstrings of any man. On her feet were a pair of silver-white high-heeled sandals, supporting her ten pink toes—both sexy and beautiful.

Shen Yuru, already possessing an intellectual air, now radiated a maternal glow, almost like a saint, making one hesitant to look directly at her. However, compared to her radiant appearance, her expression was much dimmer. After all, it was parting from her daughter, and no one could be truly happy.

He Ming gestured for Shen Yuru to sit down, and the two chatted for a while before leaving the coffee shop. As a man, he naturally carried the luggage.

"Let me carry it, your foot injury isn't healed yet!"

Seeing He Ming's slightly unnatural gait, Shen Yuru thought,

"No need, it's almost healed!"

To pursue a beautiful woman, He Ming naturally had to appear hardworking. His foot injury was almost completely healed, though he still felt a slight pain when walking. He had completely said goodbye to his "homebody" lifestyle.

Shen Yuru couldn't refuse, so she gave up, and the two got into a taxi to He Ming's rented apartment.

The car stopped, and they were in what appeared to be a mid-to-high-end residential area. The design was new and well-organized, with lush greenery and a faint fragrance of flowers—a very pleasant environment. He Ming had chosen this place because he didn't want to make things difficult for the woman carrying his child.

To make it easier for Shen Yuru, a pregnant woman, to go up and down the stairs, He Ming deliberately rented a floor-level apartment. Someone was already living there, refusing to move out no matter what, but after only a few days, they were defeated by He Ming's combination of money and force, and sheepishly moved out.

"This apartment is too big! Do I really need to live in such a large place by myself?"

Entering the apartment, Shen Yuru looked at the spacious living room, somewhat speechless.

"Not too big, four bedrooms and

a living room, just right!" He Ming put down his things and looked around. Besides being relatively spacious, the apartments in this complex only had a reasonable number of rooms.

"Four bedrooms and a living room?"

Shen Yuru looked around in confusion, and after seeing the number of doors, she finally believed it, but still said, "For me alone, four bedrooms and a living room is still a bit big!"

"A kitchen, a bathroom, and two bedrooms, just right!"

He Ming invited Shen Yuru to sit down and explained.

"Two bedrooms? One should be enough!"

Shen Yuru looked at He Ming, her face slightly unnatural. She probably thought this little lecher had planned this all along, and the extra room was for him.

"Tomorrow I'll find you a nanny with experience caring for pregnant women, to take care of your daily life 24 hours a day!"

He Ming naturally guessed Shen Yuru's thoughts, putting on an air of "I have nothing to hide," while secretly chuckling to himself, "My goal is to be alone with you, so why would I need to prepare another room?"

"No need, it's not like I'm pregnant for the first time. I know what to do!"

Shen Yuru refused with difficulty, clearly unwilling to owe He Ming any more favors.

"No, I don't trust you to do your own laundry and cooking while you're pregnant!"

He Ming refused decisively. There was no room for negotiation on this matter. He wasn't short of money now, and naturally wanted to give the women connected to him the best care. Of course, he wasn't just a lustful person; he had never mistreated his family and friends.

“How about this, you can ask me for help again in a month or two when I'm less mobile?”

Shen Yuru thought for a moment and said.

“Don’t worry, you don’t need to pay. Just focus on recovering and waiting for the baby to be born. I’m really worried about you taking care of yourself!”

He Ming’s expression softened as he comforted her.

Shen Yuru shook her head slightly, knowing she couldn’t

persuade him otherwise, so she gave up. “The TV, computer, refrigerator, air conditioner, washing machine, and all the furniture and appliances are all provided. Just let me know if you need anything!”

Seeing that Shen Yuru no longer objected, He Ming smiled with satisfaction and then gave instructions.

“Okay!”

Shen Yuru nodded.

The two sat for a while, drank some water, and she asked, “Which room is mine?”

“You can choose either of those two!”

He Ming casually pointed to two adjacent doors on one side.

“Okay, I’ll go put my things down!”

Shen Yuru stood up and reached for her suitcase.

He Ming quickly stopped her, saying, "I'll get it!"

Shen Yuru couldn't argue, so she withdrew her hand, went into one of the rooms, looked around, and then turned to He Ming, who had put down his suitcase, saying, "You go out for a bit, I need to unpack my luggage!"

He Ming knew this woman must have brought some intimate clothing with her, which she didn't want him to see. Under these circumstances, he couldn't linger, so he left the room. He wasn't disappointed at all that he couldn't see the beautiful woman's private items, because there would be plenty of opportunities later. Why? Because he held two sets of keys; the extra set was one the landlord had given him yesterday, which he had specially made on the street.

This meant that from now on, every door in the apartment was useless to him. For example, he could sneak into Shen Yuru's room whenever he had the chance.

With a lewd smile, He Ming checked the time and suddenly remembered that the refrigerator was empty. What would he do when he needed to cook? So he went outside; there were vegetable vendors in the alleyway of the neighborhood, which was quite convenient.

At noon, He Ming had lunch alone with "the mother of his child," feeling incredibly timid. He knew he had completely achieved his goal of keeping her as a mistress; conquering this mature beauty was only a matter of time.

He Ming said goodbye to Shen Yuru and then headed straight to the factory. After two months of operation, he needed to know exactly how much profit he had made. If the funds were sufficient, he planned to open a branch factory nearby and recruit dozens more men. At this rate, his team would soon become quite large.

After the accountant's analysis, the specific figures were finally obtained: approximately 3.5 million yuan had been earned in two months. He Ming couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the money came too easily. What he didn't know was that this was entirely due to advertising. Looking across the entire Jiangzhou City, which company could be so extravagant as to air advertisements on television during prime time for two consecutive months? At normal rates, that would be an astronomical sum.

He Ming carefully had the accountant calculate it, and then immediately went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to register a branch company. Now, all he could do was wait for notification.

After all that busy work, it was already evening. He Ming rushed home to cook dinner. His adoptive mother, He Meiyan, ate, and by then it was completely dark. After resting for a while, his phone rang.

Seeing the number, a wicked smile involuntarily crept onto He Ming's face. He knew that a certain cute and sexy lamb was about to be thoroughly taken advantage of tonight.

(PS: This month's monthly votes seem rather pathetic. I'm about to take down the long-awaited, perfect wife. Give me some motivation!)

Chapter 180 Kidnapping Chunyu Man

He Ming hung up the phone, then went out, took a taxi, and headed straight for the factory. He had just returned from there during the day, not to check any accounts, but to enjoy a "delicious meal."

He Ming had made up his mind. He couldn't let that damned Chunyu Man continue her antics. Otherwise, if Wang Yuxin found out, her slightly better attitude towards him would likely be reversed. Ordinary warnings wouldn't work; he had tried that before. Therefore, he had to use extraordinary measures.

As for what extraordinary measures? The most effective way to deal with a woman is not to threaten her safety, but to violate her chastity. So He Ming had started preparing several days ago, specifically sending one of his men to familiarize himself with her appearance, and then following her on weekends when he had time. Once he had the chance, he would kidnap her, and then take her to a secluded place to give her a good "education."

Kidnapping is all about timing, location, and the right people. Today was the first day of the surveillance, and He Ming hadn't held out much hope, but he was surprised that it had succeeded so quickly.

He Ming arrived at the factory, where several of his men were already waiting at the door. After a brief inquiry, he headed towards the room where Chunyu Man was being held.

Tonight, He Ming had no need to hide his identity, so he didn't have anyone look Chunyu Man in the eye, nor did he wear a mask or anything like that. He simply pushed open the door and went inside.

The fluorescent lights in the room were quite bright. Chunyu Man sat on a stool with her hands bound, looking somewhat fearful. Two tall, stern-faced young men stood on either side of her, treating her like a prisoner.

Upon seeing He Ming, Chunyu Man's expression froze for a moment, and she involuntarily asked, "He Ming?"

He Ming carefully examined the beauty sitting on the stool. Chunyu Man was widely recognized as the class beauty and the school beauty, so she naturally had the capital to stand out from the crowd. Her hair was as black as silk, smooth and silky, reflecting a dreamy luster. Her face was naturally alluring, possessing facial features much more mature than those of girls her age, making her appear even more mature. She wore a close-fitting low-cut chiffon blouse, and her two full breasts stood out proudly. A deep cleavage was faintly visible on her exposed fair breasts. She wore red, tight-fitting capri pants that perfectly outlined the curves of her hips and legs, revealing the slender yet voluptuous figure beneath. Her straight legs were fully exposed, her fair skin even more dazzling than in the light, like snowflakes. On her jade-like feet were a pair of light chestnut-colored mid-heeled sandals, her little toes delicate yet reflecting a seductive glow from the light silver nail polish.

"How did you get here?"

Chunyu Man asked, recovering from her initial surprise.

"These are my friends. Why do you think I'm here?"

He Ming withdrew his gaze from her alluring body, a hint of mockery in his voice.

"Your friends? Why did they arrest me? Did you order them to do it?"

Chunyu Man seemed to recall past grievances and guessed.

"Yes, I told them to bring you here!"

He Ming smiled indifferently, having never intended to hide anything.

"Why did you do this? What do you want? Let me go!"

Chunyu Man bit her cherry lips, her bright eyes staring directly at He Ming.

"Why did I do this?"

He Ming smiled mockingly and said, "That's a question for you to answer!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Chunyu Man turned her head away, trying her best to appear calm, but her expression was still somewhat unnatural.

"Alright, I'll remind you one thing at a time. First, on the first day, why did you tell the English teacher that the chalk dust on the edge of the desk was touched up?"

To show that he wasn't the kind of person who was unreasonable, He Ming intended to make this woman understand that her current predicament was entirely her own fault. Of course, this was something he still couldn't understand. On their first meeting, they had no grudges against each other, so why did this woman put him in such a predicament?

"I thought it was fun, is that wrong?"

Chunyu Man pondered for a moment and said lightly.

"Fun?"

He Ming was both angry and amused by this answer. Forcibly suppressing his anger, he slowly stepped forward, a lewd smile on his face.

"What are you going to do?"

Chunyu Man panicked, questioning him fiercely as she struggled, causing the chair to creak.

"Didn't you say it was fun? Well, now I want to play too!"

He Ming rubbed his hands together, his smile growing increasingly wicked. He walked up to the class beauty, lowered his head, and took a deep breath. A delicate fragrance, like orchids and musk, filled his nostrils, making him feel quite intoxicated.

Chunyu Man turned her head to one side, trying to shrink back her restrained body, but it was of little use. Her voice trembled as she warned, "Don't do anything rash! My dad is a member of the Tianchong Gang. He won't let you get away with this!"

He Ming was slightly taken aback, not expecting this woman to be connected to the Tianchong Gang. However, he didn't want to explain how awesome he was, and simply said indifferently, "If I rape and kill you now, and then bury your body somewhere, even if your father is the King of Heaven himself, he won't know it was me!"

Upon hearing this, Chunyu Man stopped talking, a hint of fear appearing on her face.

He Ming smiled with satisfaction, then reached out and gently touched that delicate, pretty face, moving downwards along her snow-white neck. The intoxicating touch, coupled with the woman's slight trembling, gave him a strange excitement.

"No, no, I don't think it's fun. To be honest, don't!"

When that lecherous hand was only centimeters away from her chest, Chunyu Man finally gave in.

He Ming withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Speak!"

"I wanted to see if the English teacher dared to touch you!"

Chunyu Man stammered.

"Explain in detail!"

He Ming urged impatiently.

"It's like this, I don't like Hu Wei, but he keeps bothering me because his brother is the leader of the Tianchong Gang. I can't do anything about it, so I've been looking for someone to deal with him. On your first day of class, you beat up three of the more powerful students in the class, so I deliberately resorted to this tactic to see if you would be punished. The English teacher also has a powerful background; students who have offended her have never had a good ending."

Chunyu Man explained the situation haltingly.

“I didn’t receive any punishment, so you assume I have connections and want to use me to deal with Hu Wei. That love letter was a signal you deliberately sent to make Hu Wei target me, right?” Even

if He Ming was stupid, he understood the whole story. This scheme was practically a carbon copy of Mei Gui’s. Cunning women are truly terrifying and repulsive.

Chunyu Man didn’t say anything, her head bowed in acquiescence.

He Ming smiled coldly, then looked at his brothers and said, “You guys go out first and close the door.”

The brothers looked at He Ming, a malicious smile involuntarily appearing on their faces. Everyone knew what he was up to.

The door closed, and He Ming walked up to Chunyu Man. In the girl’s panicked gaze, he suddenly lifted her smooth, delicate chin.

“What are you going to do?”

Chunyu Man was somewhat flustered.

"What are you doing? You took advantage of me, shouldn't I get some interest back?"

He Ming laughed unrestrainedly, then looked around, picked up a brand-new glove from a nearby table, and shoved it into the girl's mouth. In truth, he only wanted to take advantage of her, not actually take advantage of this class beauty. If it resulted in someone dying, that would be a huge mistake, and besides, he didn't want such a delicate beauty to die so young.

"Waaah..."

Chunyu Man made whimpering sounds, her small mouth stretched wide, tears welling in her eyes, shaking her head and struggling.

He Ming ignored this pitiful scene, gently lowered his head, and lightly licked the girl's fair cheek with his tongue, even smacking it twice, making a slurping sound—a very lewd action.

Chunyu Man tried desperately to move away, but couldn't budge an inch.

He Ming then reached out his hand...

He Ming's lecherous hand delicately covered one of the girl's pert breasts. Through the fabric, he noticed another layer of obstruction—clearly a bra. Even through the two layers of fabric, the softness was still incredibly alluring.

Chunyu Man shook her head repeatedly, clear tears quickly welling up in her large eyes, but this did nothing to evoke any sympathy from the lecherous man.

He Ming gently kneaded her breasts, his five fingers occasionally digging into them, the two full orbs changing into various lewd shapes in his hands.

After kneading for a while, his lecherous hand began to wander downwards, reaching her lower abdomen as her delicate body trembled slightly. He then grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up abruptly.

Chunyu Man shook her head repeatedly, her hair flying wildly. Her upper body was completely exposed, her two full breasts held together by a white lace bra, creating a deep barrier between them.

He Ming stared mesmerized at the alluring body, his nimble fingers tracing a path up her flat stomach. The girl's fragrance filled the air, intoxicating him.

Chunyu Man's delicate body trembled slightly, tears streaming down her face like broken beads, wetting her fair skin.

He Ming finally reached her breasts, and with a wicked grin, he inserted his middle finger between her breasts, moving it up and down as if performing oral sex.

Under this humiliation, Chunyu Man's face flushed crimson despite the tears.

He Ming teased her wickedly for a while, then abruptly ripped open her bra, revealing her two full breasts.

Chunyu Man's breasts weren't cone-shaped like most girls', but perfectly round, full and firm.

Chunyu Man's eyes widened in terror; she never imagined He Ming would disregard their friendship and so brazenly humiliate her.

He Ming cupped the two full breasts in his hands, gently kneading them, his fingers occasionally pinching and rubbing the nipples, savoring their exquisite softness.

After a long while, he could no longer resist. He lowered his head and gently took one nipple into his mouth, then began to suckle vigorously. Although there was no taste, his frantic manner resembled that of a nursing infant.

Chunyu Man's body trembled even more violently. A young girl's body is very sensitive; how could she withstand such teasing? Her large eyes became hazy, and a faint pink hue appeared on her skin.

He Ming suckled vigorously for a while, then reached down with one hand. However, halfway down, he abruptly stopped, forcefully suppressing his desire, feeling that everything should be done in moderation.

Chapter 189 Shen Yuru's Diary

He Ming almost couldn't stop himself, but he knew that if he took advantage of this class beauty like that, it would be blatant rape, and things would likely go wrong. So, he suppressed the burning desire in his heart, withdrew his hand, and then pulled the glove out of the pretty girl's mouth.

"You...you scoundrel, waah...shameless, I'm going to tell my dad, you just wait!"

As soon as her mouth was free, Chunyu Man sobbed and cursed.

"Haha, go ahead and tell him, see if your dad dares to touch me!"

He Ming felt a surge of satisfaction seeing his nemesis so wretched.

"You bastard, I curse you to buy instant noodles without seasoning, fall into a ditch, and never be loved by anyone for the rest of your life!"

Chunyu Man paused, seemingly unable to find a retort, and then started cursing again.

He Ming smiled coldly, then reached out, ready to untie the class beauty who was acting like a shrew.

Chunyu Man thought she was about to be in trouble again. Fear gripped her face as she shrank back slightly, cautiously watching He Ming with narrowed eyes.

He Ming found it somewhat amusing. Without pausing, he quickly untied the ropes and then gave her the order to leave: "Go!"

Chunyu Man didn't move immediately. Instead, she looked at He Ming with suspicion and trepidation, unsure of what was going on. He probably intended to take her to some secluded corner to kill her and silence her.

"Get out of here! Do you want to stay and let me molest you? You're so...slutty!"

He Ming snapped, trying to gain the upper hand verbally.

"You..."

Chunyu Man gritted her teeth, wanting to retort, but then, realizing her predicament, she shut her mouth, glared at He Ming, and hurried towards the door. She didn't want to stay in this hellhole for another second.

"Remember my words, behave yourself at school from now on!"

He Ming warned the class beauty's retreating figure again. He didn't want all his efforts tonight to be in vain.

The next day, He Ming had nothing to do, so he instructed his men to go to the domestic service center and contact any suitable nannies. After giving these instructions, he planned to "push" Shen Yuru again. Now that the woman was pregnant, he couldn't use the tactic of conquering her body indirectly to win her heart; besides, the consequences of doing so were unpredictable. It was better to proceed cautiously, step by step.

In the taxi, He Ming pondered a problem. If he hired a nanny to take care of Shen Yuru 24 hours a day, he would have no opportunity to cultivate a relationship. After all, it was obvious what people would think of a teenager pursuing a woman in her thirties. He could be shameless and not mind, but he couldn't ignore Shen Yuru's feelings.

After some consideration, He Ming decided that Shen Yuru wasn't at the point where she needed 24-hour care yet. Therefore, when the nanny arrived, he would use her as a part-time worker, doing cooking and cleaning, and gradually increase the hours later.

Having made up his mind, He Ming went to Shen Yuru's place and knocked on the door. No one answered, so he knocked harder, making a loud banging sound, but still no response.

"Is she not home?"

A surge of joy rose in He Ming's heart, and he prepared to take the opportunity to explore this "forbidden place," but his innate caution made him suppress his impulse. He took out his phone and called Shen Yuru.

"Hello!"

A gentle, soothing voice came from the other end of the line, a single word that felt like a gentle spring breeze.

"Are you home? I was just about to come see you!"

He Ming suppressed his excitement and spoke calmly.

"Oh, I'm just buying something on the street. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Shen Yuru replied, of course unaware of what this lecherous man was up to; her voice remained soft.

"Oh, nothing much! In that case, take care of yourself!"

He Ming said, overjoyed.

"Okay, this one it is!"

He hung up the phone, completely relieved. He took out his keys, opened the door, and went inside. A faint lemon scent wafted into his nostrils—clearly air freshener, something that hadn't been there yesterday. He couldn't help but secretly admire how much better women were at managing household affairs.

He locked the door behind him and headed towards Shen Yuru's room. Opening the door, an even stronger fragrance wafted out. This time it wasn't air freshener, but a very alluring, tantalizing scent, with a faint warmth—clearly a woman's body odor.

He greedily inhaled the fragrance, turned, closed the door, and immediately opened the wardrobe. A kaleidoscope of women's clothes appeared before his eyes—dresses, uniforms, winter and summer wear. He wasn't particularly interested in the outerwear, so he focused his gaze on other corners, but saw no trace of stockings or underwear.

"Strange!"

He Ming was puzzled. He certainly didn't think the woman wasn't wearing underwear; the only explanation was that her treasures were hidden in some secret corner. Thinking this, he turned around and began searching.

While searching in a secluded corner, a beautifully bound notebook caught his eye.

He Ming paused slightly, but didn't think much of it, continuing his search for underwear and stockings. Finally, he found these sexy treasures in a drawer.

He Ming caressed and touched them lovingly, then picked one up, held it to his nose, and inhaled deeply, closing his eyes slightly in ecstasy. He looked exactly like a perverted sex fiend from a Japanese adult film, utterly lewd.

Knowing that the beautiful Shen might return at any moment, He Ming didn't dare linger. He picked up a pair of white fishnet stockings and tucked them into his pocket, intending to leave. However, he felt a pang of hesitation, because the notebook kept replaying in his mind.

"If it's Shen Yuru's notebook, it might contain some of her true thoughts!"

Under the powerful temptation of peeping into someone else's privacy, He Ming took out the notebook and opened it. The dates started in early July, and the contents of the first page immediately caught his eye.

...

July 8th, Friday, gloomy weather.

Hah, Wang Wei actually made me go with another man because of the factory. Is our years of relationship really so fragile? This really is a black Friday.

...

"Wang Wei must be Wang Yuxin's father!"

He Ming guessed. In those few dozen words, he could clearly feel Shen Yuru's interest; not only did the heavy strokes of her pen tear the paper, but he could also clearly see the tear stains.

...

July 10th, Monday, sunny weather.

The gloomy weather of the past few days finally cleared, and the warm sunshine dispelled the pervasive dampness, but my mood remained so cold. Today I argued with Wang Wei again. I was heartbroken and thought about death, but I couldn't bear to abandon my daughter.

…

Upon reading this, He Ming was startled, almost breaking out in a cold sweat. He finally calmed down before turning to the next page.

…

July 14th.

I don't know how many times I've argued with Wang Wei these past few days, more than in all the years of our marriage. The warmth of our family life has gradually faded, just like my feelings for him.

…

This page doesn't have the day of the week or the weather, showing how terrible Shen Yuru's mood is. Seeing her fading feelings for her husband, He Ming couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

…

July 16th, Tuesday, sunny.

Someone came to the door again today demanding compensation. Luckily, my daughter's classmate generously lent us so much money; otherwise, I don't know if we could have held on until now. Honestly, I don't know how such a big boy could have so much money. If it weren't for an urgent need, I really wouldn't want to continue owing such a big kid a favor; I don't know how I'll repay it.

…

Seeing himself mentioned in the diary, He Ming felt as happy as if he'd won five million, and continued turning the page.

…

July 21st.

Only two days remained until the deadline set by Director Wang. I was still torn. On one hand, there was my husband's pleas and the future of my family; on the other, my chastity. What should I choose? Could anyone tell me?

… …

Between the lines, He Ming sensed Shen Yuru's desolation and helplessness, sighing that women must be careful when choosing a partner. Marrying a useless man would be a lifelong tragedy.

…

July 23rd.

I couldn't remain uninvolved. If I didn't go, I would share the blame for whatever state my family would fall into. Moreover, I didn't want my daughter to see our family crumble and disrupt her life.

July 24th.

I finally lost my chastity.

How ridiculous! Over the years, before and after our marriage, countless men have showered me with attention. Some were gentle and considerate, some came from wealthy families, and some were even handsome. Yet, I never harbored any thoughts of infidelity. I never imagined that my innocence would be lost in such a transactional way. It's utterly laughable, so worthless, so utterly worthless…

I clearly remember that morning when I finally understood the situation, the whole world seemed to darken, my heart forgot the pain, and everything around me seemed to cease to exist, including myself.

However, that sentence, “I believe that among all the reasonable people, you are the purest and most virtuous, and he is the most corrupt,” brought me back to reality, and a sliver of warmth filled my heart. After all, there are still reasonable people in this world. Such a sentence, coming from the mouth of a boy who was only a teenager, for some reason, made his image seem incredibly tall and safe in my eyes at that moment.

I shamelessly threw myself into the boy's arms. His firm chest, which I hadn't felt in a long time, exuded warmth and a sense of security. I was completely intoxicated. Since things had come to this point, let me indulge myself shamelessly just this once.

…

Reading this, He Ming's heart pounded involuntarily. It seemed Shen Yuru had indeed developed feelings for him back then. He eagerly turned to the next page.

…

August 5th.

Having dealt with Director Wang, life had to go on. He had to face the debt collectors. When would this end? But what terrified him most was that these past few days, the image of his daughter's boyfriend kept appearing in his mind. It felt exactly like his first love. Could it be that he had fallen for a boy more than half his age? No,

no, no, this should just be a crush!

August 10th, Monday, sunny.

It was truly embarrassing. Why did he keep thinking about that little boy? Could it be that he had really fallen for him? No, no, no, I would never allow such a thing to happen. Shen Yuru, you shameless woman.

…

He Ming's eyes widened. He hadn't expected Shen Yuru to still be so attached to him. This was something he had never experienced before. He eagerly turned to the next page.

…

August 20th.

The nausea and vomiting that had persisted for several days left him completely bewildered. This wasn't the first time; it was exactly the same as when he was pregnant with Xiao Xin. But the problem was, his husband had a tubal ligation. How could he be pregnant again? I dared not think further, and I didn't know what to do. I just hoped my husband wouldn't notice anything.

August 23rd, Wednesday, sunny.

I didn't immediately go to the hospital to abort the child because I didn't know if my husband's surgery hadn't been thorough enough. While I hesitated, he finally noticed and said with certainty that it was his child and insisted on keeping it. My fear gradually subsided, and I began to believe him. The arrival of another child gave me a glimmer of hope.

August 25th.

Ha! The one who ruined me was a child, and it was the boy I had always considered a benefactor, the boy I often thought about. The most ridiculous thing was that he was my daughter's boyfriend.

How absurd! He even said he would take care of me in the future. Was that a marriage proposal?

The most hateful one is Wang Wei, who actually concealed the truth so that I could keep my child and then blackmail that Director Wang. Ha! This is my husband of over ten years, my first love. He still doesn't know that the person who defiled his wife was someone else—a fitting retribution.

This heavy blow made me feel like the sky had fallen, yet I still felt a sliver of pity for this man. My unborn child became a burden, exploited by that so-called "benefactor." Otherwise, I wouldn't be here writing in my diary.

Fine, consider this my last favor to him; from now on, we're even.

Since I've survived, there's one thing I absolutely cannot tolerate: I won't let my daughter marry the biological father of his brother or sister. Such chaos cannot happen. So, I made my demand: that boy leave my daughter.

Good heavens, I'm such a shameless woman. Now that I've calmed down a bit, I can't help but feel a faint sense of joy. Am I stealing my daughter's boyfriend?

Shen Yuru, you've lived to such an old age, yet you're so shameless. You might as well just die.

...

He Ming's heart pounded even harder, the intense joy making him somewhat dazed. He continued flipping through the pages.

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August 28th.

He Ming, who had agreed to my request, hadn't taken any action. I knew this couldn't wait. I was afraid that if I delayed, I wouldn't be able to bear breaking them up. So, I made up a lie to deceive my daughter. Seeing her pitiful state at that time, how could I, as her mother, not feel heartache? But reason told me I had to do it.

September 2nd.

Wang Wei and I got our divorce certificate. He kept apologizing, but I had no more feelings for him. Maintaining this marriage would only be torture for both of us. Letting go was better!

That day, I saw He Ming again. He was far more mature than his peers, looking somewhat unbecomingly weathered. I was momentarily mesmerized by his presence. After snapping out of it, I could only berate myself for being shameless.

Perhaps it was because of my daughter, or perhaps it was out of shame and anger, but I didn't give him a kind look at all. In fact, I had the same attitude when we met a few days ago. Now, thinking back, it was just like a little girl throwing a tantrum at her beloved.

Shen Yuru, what's wrong with you?

September 11th, Tuesday, sunny.

For so many days, people have been coming to collect debts. I thought things would calm down after Wang Wei left, but I was completely caught off guard. Most people resigned themselves to their bad luck and left, but a few were very stubborn and kept pestering me.

This morning, trouble finally broke out. Several creditors stormed in without warning, then restrained my daughter and me, using my daughter's innocence to blackmail me into either paying back the money or revealing Wang Wei's whereabouts. They believed that it was all a ploy by Wang Wei and me.

I was speechless, had no money to pay back, and didn't know where Wang Wei was. I only thought that as long as I called He Ming and gave him the money, the problem would be solved.

But after my daughter and I treated him like that, would he still care about me? And how could I possibly beg him again?

Just as I was hesitating, he coincidentally knocked on the door, like a savior sent by heaven.

Having no other choice, to protect my daughter's innocence, I had to involve him. What happened next astonished me. I never expected this boy to be so loyal and righteous, single-handedly dealing with those several menacing adult men. Although I don't know how he managed to drive them away, my resentment towards him had completely vanished, and my attachment to him had become increasingly overwhelming.

When he again offered to take care of my daughter and me, I almost couldn't resist agreeing, but I knew what that meant. Reason made me refuse, though my tone wasn't as firm as before, and I felt a faint sense of regret.

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October 18th, Thursday, sunny.

Nearly three months had passed, and my figure had started to change. To hide it from Xiaoxin, I decided to temporarily leave her under the pretext of a school-arranged internship in another city, returning after the baby was born.

However, I was really worried about her living alone, so I arranged for her to stay at her aunt's house temporarily.

Thinking of those debt collectors, I still couldn't completely put my mind at ease. So I met up with that boy and asked him to take care of my daughter for a while. I knew that given Xiao Xin's attitude towards him, this would be very difficult, but he surprisingly agreed without hesitation.

Then, he brought it up again, saying he wanted to take care of me. I admit I was tempted and almost agreed, but thinking of my daughter who still had feelings for him, I rationally refused. But I really don't know how many more times I can be so rational?

What would happen if I secretly dated him without Xiao Xin's knowledge? Forget it, how could an "old woman" like me deserve the love of a "handsome young man"?

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