[Urban] The Evil Young Master Surrounded by Beauties: Conquest (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 60. Qiao Jie and Chef

Ling Baobao returned to the dormitory the next day. It was Sunday, another day off. When they returned to the dormitory in the morning, no one was there. Ling Baobao guessed that Ma Dali and the others must have gone to the county town to go shopping. Passing by the cafeteria, Ling Baobao thought of Qiao Jie. He hadn't seen Qiao Jie for several days and wondered if she was feeling better. It was well past lunchtime, and the cafeteria chefs were busy preparing lunch. Since there were usually very few students eating lunch on weekends, only two or three chefs would cook enough meals in small pots.

Ling Baobao poked his head through the small hole in the window, but didn't see Qiao Jie. Only two or three young chefs were smoking and chatting. Seeing Ling Baobao enter, they called out, "What are you looking at? There's no food left! Coming to eat at this hour! Wait until lunchtime!"

Ling Baobao pretended to ask, "Where has Qiao Jie been lately? She still owes me a bag of snacks!"

The young chefs laughed at this, saying, "Then go ask her for it! She's got a heart attack now! Hahaha!"

The unrestrained laughter of the young chefs annoyed Ling Baobao. He pretended to be disappointed and walked out of the cafeteria hall to a row of square bungalows in the southeast corner of the cafeteria. This row of bungalows was where the cafeteria staff worked. Ling Baobao was in the staff quarters, but he didn't know which room Qiao Jie was staying in. Looking around and seeing no one, he couldn't ask her, so he cautiously peeked through the glass window. He couldn't see very clearly and wasn't sure if anyone was there. Just then, a sweet, coquettish voice sounded behind him: "What are you doing? Why are you peeking into other people's rooms?"

Ling Baobao hadn't expected Qiao Jie to appear behind him. He turned around with a smile and said, "Qiao Jie, where have you been! I thought I'd come and see you!"

Qiao Jie looked at Ling Baobao with a puzzled expression and said, "Seeing me! You're so thoughtful for your age!"

Qiao Jie walked towards her room, looking at Ling Baobao with a mocking expression, and Ling Baobao followed. The sun was dazzling today, shining brightly on the ground. Qiao Jie's slender but delicate figure moved like a flowing silk ribbon in the sunlight. This was Ling Baobao's wild guess; he felt that comparing Qiao Jie to a fox would be more appropriate, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. This metaphor was something he came up with in his confusion.

Qiao Jie was wearing pink slippers, revealing her pink toenails and delicate feet, which appeared translucent and rosy under the strong sunlight.

Arriving at Qiao Jie's room, she opened the door. It was a large, bright room, filled with a television, table, wardrobe, bed, and other household items—all neatly arranged, yet everything was organized. Bathed in sunlight, the room exuded a vibrant and lively atmosphere. Qiao Jie entered and said to Ling Baobao, "Please sit wherever you like. I'll wash my hands." Ling Baobao sat on a chair by the window. Qiao Jie went outside to fetch water, placed it on the washbasin stand behind the door, and, with her disproportionately plump buttocks, washed her hands. Ling Baobao noticed the outline of Qiao Jie's panties through her tight pants.

After washing her hands, Qiao Jie sat on the innermost bunk of the bed and asked Ling Baobao, "Has that crooked-faced director come looking for you again?"

Ling Baobao didn't react for a moment, and Qiao Jie continued, "The one from the General Affairs Department!"

Ling Baobao realized that Qiao Jie was referring to Si Quan, so she said, "No! I'm not his father, why would he come looking for me?"

Qiao Jie chuckled, revealing a row of white teeth, and said, "You little brat, how can you talk like that? He'd be more like your father!"

Ling Baobao then asked Qiao Jie, "Does he still bother you?"

Qiao Jie said, "Why do you care so much? Don't meddle in adult matters!" Ling Baobao was very angry that Qiao Jie treated her like a child, even though she was almost two heads taller than Qiao Jie. Ling Baobao said impatiently, "I heard you were sick. Are you feeling better now? Did you buy your medicine?"

Qiao Jie still smiled at Ling Baobao and said softly, "You little rascal, I knew it! Of all these kids, you're the quickest-witted and most cunning!"

Ling Baobao felt that Qiao Jie's words made her sound like a bad person, and her face was full of displeasure. She said, "I was genuinely worried about you. I heard you were sick, so I wanted to come and see you. Otherwise, I would have gone shopping with my buddies already!" As

soon as Ling Baobao said this, a blush immediately crossed Qiao Jie's face. Qiao Jie coughed twice and said, "I'm fine! Why would a grown woman like me need your concern? Well, thank you! I'll bring you two bags of 'Flavorful Flavored Beans' later!"

Ling Baobao then... "What happened to the head chef? Was he fired?"

Qiao Jie's body trembled. She looked at Ling Baobao, her eyes reddening. She lowered her head for a long while and said quietly, "It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Qiao Jie wiped her eyes and said softly, "I knew the head chef before I came to this cafeteria. He brought me here. I never thought that I would stay, but he would be fired!"

Ling Baobao was a little confused but also a little clear-headed. She had seen Qiao Jie and the head chef having an affair with her own eyes. The relationship between the head chef and Qiao Jie was something she needed to consider. But what exactly was the relationship between Qiao Jie, the head chef, and the people in the four circles? Perhaps only when Qiao Jie spoke could she know and uncover the mystery hidden in her heart.

Ling Baobao changed the subject and calmly said, "Sister Qiao! I'll ask something I shouldn't have, please don't be angry!"

Sister Qiao looked up at Ling Baobao with a puzzled expression. Ling Baobao continued to ask, "Sister Qiao, you and Master are not husband and wife, are you?"

After Ling Baobao asked, Sister Qiao's face showed some anger, but she quickly regained her composure, her face seemingly flushed. Sister Qiao coughed twice and glared at Ling Baobao, saying, "That's none of your business! Don't push your luck, you little brat!"

Ling Baobao smiled affectionately and said, "Sister Qiao, let me be frank! I've done so many things with you and Master, and you still don't believe me! At least you still have me by your side! I came here today genuinely to care about you! Don't think that because I'm younger than you, you treat me like a child, but I don't think that way. I sincerely hope you're doing well!"

Sister Qiao looked at Ling Baobao with a puzzled expression, motionless, looking at the boy in front of her who was much taller than her but much younger. This boy had bright eyes and a handsome face, and a robust physique, resembling a little adult. Qiao Jie said softly, "Okay! I believe you! I believe you genuinely care about me! Okay!"

Ling Baobao seized the opportunity and said, "Then tell me about you and Master Chef, and about Si Quan in the General Affairs Department." "Si Quan?"

Qiao Jie asked, confused.

"Oh! Hehe! That's the nickname I gave to that crooked-faced guy in the General Affairs Department! Haha!"

Qiao Jie looked at Ling Baobao in front of her, sighed, and said in a coquettish voice, "I've been married before, and I have two children. My husband is a farmer from the countryside, very honest and hardworking. At first, I really liked his sincerity and honesty, and I felt that I had found the right man. Although he doesn't know how to sweet-talk me, he can silently do everything for me. I'm really satisfied, until I met him!"

Ling Baobao thought it was very likely Master Chef.

Qiao Jie continued, "He's from this village. He's tall and has two children. His wife is even fatter and more bloated than him. Once, when I was washing clothes by the river south of the village, I accidentally fell in. He jumped in and carried me to the riverbank. That was the first time I noticed him. I've rarely seen him in all the years I've lived in this village because he's a cook and usually works away from home. I rarely see him, maybe once a year. It just so happened that he came back from out of town that day, and that's when I saw him. When he held me, I really didn't expect this man to be so robust and strong."

The next day, I ran into him again on my way to the fields. Behind him walked his wife, who looked like a sow, her dark body as if she hadn't bathed in centuries. As he passed me, his eyes lingered on me. For the first time in all these years, I felt a pang of panic. I'd never felt this way before, because my husband's eyes were no longer on me; they were only on the children, his tractor, and the television.

Finally, by chance, while I was washing clothes by the river, someone silently walked up behind me. Those heavy footsteps immediately reminded me of him. Honestly, I felt ashamed of my thoughts, but somehow I hoped it was him. And it was! He appeared beside me, deliberately washing a pair of shoes, and asked to borrow some laundry detergent. When I gave him the bag, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he touched the back of my hand. My heart nearly exploded. That day, we talked a lot by the river, about our hobbies, the wonders of the outside world, and even about our own husbands and wives. From that day on, we always made time to talk and chat together. His humor and silliness made me realize for the first time that men could make women happy and laugh so brightly. From then on, I secretly fell in love with this man who loved to tell jokes, said considerate things, cared for me, and was witty. Back then, whenever I came home and saw my husband never looking at me from the moment he entered until he went to bed, only knowing how to work, eat, and sleep, my heart felt like it had been doused with cold water, utterly chilled. At those times, I would think of him even more! Finally, on a bright moonlit night, while everyone else went to the village to watch a movie, we finally got together. We rolled around in the grass by the river. When his strong body held me in his arms, I had never felt so excited and happy. When he wrapped me up in his arms, I felt so close to the moon and stars in the sky, and even the croaking of frogs outside seemed so beautiful. I loved his rough assault on my body, loved how he seemed to want to melt me into his body, into his blood, into his marrow.

One day, the villagers discovered our affair. His wife stormed into my house, easily tossing me to the ground like a child, then pinning me down with her obese body, slapping me repeatedly. My husband watched like a circus performer as this fat sow beat me, hurling the most filthy insults at me. The entire village, young and old, roared with laughter, but no one came to my aid. From that moment on, my heart died completely. I decided to leave this cold-hearted man. On a windy night, I found him and asked him to take me away. He acquiesced. We left the village where I had lived for almost ten years under cover of darkness, leaving behind my husband and my child, and came to this place. "

After Qiao Jie finished speaking, her eyes reddened again. Ling Baobao stood up and patted Qiao Jie's shoulder. Qiao Jie couldn't hold back any longer and began to sob softly, as if she had a lot of grievances buried inside with nowhere to vent.

Ling Baobao took out a cigarette, lit it, and started to smoke. Unexpectedly, Qiao Jie straightened up and snatched it from her, stuffing the cigarette into her mouth and inhaling hard, as if only smoking could relieve her pain. The smoke from Qiao Jie quickly filled the entire room, drifting in the air like clouds.

After Qiao Jie finished the cigarette, the tears on her face had dried, leaving wet marks. She looked up and asked, "Ling Baobao, am I being silly?"

Ling Baobao knew what Qiao Jie meant by her question. He comforted her, "Qiao Jie, no matter what, I still support you! As long as you're happy!"

Qiao Jie smiled and continued, "No one is always happy; there are always happy things and disappointing things!" "

Ling Baobao said, "I know you're talking about Master Chef. Although I don't know him very well, you have your reasons for liking him. I just want to know if Master Chef is really leaving now and never going to care about you again?"

Qiao Jie stared at Ling Baobao and said with a smile, "No way! How could he abandon me! It's just that things have gotten a bit messy right now. It's also his fault for being so outspoken. He couldn't be tactful at crucial moments and said some complaints, which angered the principal and that guy you mentioned, Si Quan, so he was expelled. He said he has a way to come back, so I'm not worried!"

"Is there some kind of shady business between Si Quan and Master Chef?"

Ling Baobao asked with a smile.

Qiao Jie was quite surprised by this and looked at Ling Baobao with interest, saying, "Hehe! You little rascal, you're really clever. You can guess everything. How did you figure that out?"

Ling Baobao smiled apologetically and said, "I'm just guessing. I think you should be careful when dealing with Si Quan. I feel that guy is quite cunning!" "

Ling Baobao spoke frankly. He wasn't thinking about the head chef; he just felt that Qiao Jie was inevitably going to suffer because of this, and he was worried about her. Qiao Jie found Ling Baobao quite unusual. This little boy had a unique and accurate way of seeing things, which was really interesting. However, when he mentioned Si Quan, she felt a little angry and resentful

. Chapter 61: Old Chen is a Pervert. Ling

Baobao saw the sudden change in Qiao Jie's expression and knew that mentioning Si Quan had upset her. It seemed that Si Quan's forced molestation and rape of Qiao Jie that night was something Qiao Jie couldn't forget. After calming down, Ling Baobao stopped asking about Si Quan, the head chef, and his relationship with Qiao Jie. Time flew by, and it was almost noon. The sounds of students playing and eating began to come from the cafeteria. Qiao Jie glanced outside and said, "It's getting late. You should have lunch too! Go eat! Thank you for coming to see me!" Ling

Baobao wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. Besides, he hadn't eaten since morning, and his stomach was growling. Seeing that there was no point in staying any longer, he said goodbye to Qiao Jie and left the room.

Lunch was quite boring. Ma Dali and the others were nowhere to be seen. After finishing his meal, Ling Baobao turned to walk back, but saw Old Chen from the infirmary hurriedly carrying his food from the cafeteria towards his infirmary. Ling Baobao wondered if Old Chen's flustered expression in broad daylight meant something had happened, but feeling bored, he went back to his dormitory. Standing at the north-facing window, he could see Old Chen's infirmary in the distance. From afar, he could see Old Chen pulling back the white curtains, revealing a red, bulbous nose peeking out. Ling Baobao was puzzled. What mysterious thing was Old Chen doing? Old Chen's actions easily piqued Ling Baobao's curiosity. He decided to take advantage of the lunch break... I'll go check out what Old Chen's infirmary is up to soon.

Most of the students who finished eating went to their dorms to prepare for sleep. The midday sun was still the tail end of summer, making everything scorching hot. Ling Baobao realized that there was no way to see inside the infirmary from the main entrance, because the infirmary door faced many dormitory and teaching buildings. No matter where she stood, the students could see her. However, there was a wall behind the infirmary, the wall that enclosed the playground. If she climbed over the wall, she could see into the infirmary through the back window. Ling Baobao went to the playground first. The playground was empty under the bright sun. Ling Baobao thought this was a good opportunity. She went to a big tree by the back wall, and using the tree as a foothold, she slowly moved up the wall, one foot on the wall and the other on the tree. Once she reached the top, she jumped down and easily climbed over to the back window of the infirmary. Before she even reached the window, she heard Old Chen talking to a woman inside.

"Eat first, then I'll massage you, and the pain will go away," it was clearly Old Chen's voice.

"Oh! Okay! Thank you, Teacher Chen!"

came a pleasant female voice, followed by the sound of eating.

Ling Baobao quietly peeked through the window and saw that the back window had no curtains, offering a clear view of the room.

A girl sitting by the window with her back to the viewer was eating, her head down. She couldn't see her face clearly, but her short, neat hair and slender shoulders made it obvious she was a student.

Old Chen sat opposite the girl, his red, bulbous nose gleaming. His piercing eyes shone with a greedy, excited light. He licked his lips, which trembled with excitement. He picked up a bottle of soda and handed it to the girl, who had her back to him, saying, "Here! Have some soda!"

The girl took the soda, drank a few sips, and continued eating. A short while later, she rubbed her temples and said, "Teacher Chen, I'm starting to feel dizzy!"

Old Chen's expression changed. Calmly and smugly, he said, "It's alright! Girl! I'll give you an injection after you finish eating!"

The girl put down her chopsticks, lowered her head, and then, as if about to say something, slowly leaned back and fell silent.

Ling Baobao, seeing the girl's strange reaction, thought Old Chen was definitely up to something. Damn it, this guy was a lecherous old man!

Old Chen placed the bowl and chopsticks on the corner of the table near the window, then quietly crawled to the girl's face. He examined her eyelids, called her name a few times, but she didn't respond. A smug, lewd smile spread across his face.

Old Chen greedily laid the girl flat on his bed, pulled up the curtain separating the two rooms, completely blocking the view between them. He slowly unbuttoned the girl's top, then pulled down her pants, revealing two pale, white thighs!

Ling Baobao saw the girl's beautiful curves; her buttocks were small and white, her skin so smooth it seemed you could squeeze water from it, making Old Chen swallow hard several times. Ling Baobao clearly saw the girl's captivating beauty: a lovely face, long eyelashes, a delicate nose, and especially her slightly upturned lips, which were particularly sexy. Old Chen seemed to have gotten what he fantasized about, and couldn't resist leaning forward to kiss her. The girl didn't react; it seemed Old Chen had probably given her some kind of drug that worked. The girl lying there was petite, but her breasts were quite large, displaying the fullness and voluptuousness of a mature woman. Old Chen's rough hands immediately reached for her breasts, pressing his palms against her nipples. These high, firm breasts seemed to be what Old Chen had longed for; now, holding them in his hands, one could see his slight trembling and excited expression.

Old Chen reached down and picked up the girl's panties, pulling them down to her knees, completely exposing her mons pubis and light pubic hair. Her genitals were clear and bright. Old Chen slowly pulled down her panties, and in an instant, the girl was stripped bare, her jade-like body completely naked, her delicate skin smooth and flawless. This mysterious body, probably never before seen by outsiders, was now completely possessed by the eyes of a quack doctor in the clinic.

Old Chen bent down and kissed the girl's lips again, his hands trembling slightly; how excited he was to possess the person he had dreamed of. Old Chen seized the opportunity to pry open the girl's lips, greedily sucking on her fragrant tongue, his hands caressing her soft breasts.

"Mmm..."

The girl actually reacted slightly, surprisingly cooperating with Old Chen's kisses. Their tongues intertwined, and Old Chen seemed to feel incredibly happy all of a sudden. He kissed from the girl's lips to her neck, from her neck to her breasts, sucking on her nipples. The girl's nipples immediately hardened, and she let out an alluring moan. Old Chen's mouth kissed her lower abdomen, her navel, all the way to her secret little hole.

The girl's secret little hole was as small as her mouth, with sparse pubic hair. Old Chen pulled out his ugly, veiny penis, and with a "plop..."

sound, inserted half of it.

"Ah! It's so tight, so comfortable, I've finally waited for this day!"

Old Chen became even more excited, and with another push, finally inserted most of it. The sleeping girl's legs tightened, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and

she let out a soft "hmm..." Her body trembled, and she moaned softly, twisting her supple waist. Her pair of snow-white breasts swayed in front of her chest, seemingly exciting and stimulating Old Chen even more. He then used all his skills, three times to the left, four times to the right, nine shallow and one deep, a variety of techniques.

Ling Baobao, watching from outside, was parched and her heart was pounding. She even opened her umbrella. This Old Chen, she really didn't know he had this skill. Based on Ling Baobao's observation, this guy seemed to be a repeat offender. She wondered how many beautiful girls had been ruined by this old bastard. Thinking about this, she was so angry that she forgot herself and stood up, only to be seen by Old Chen from inside. Old Chen shouted, "Who's there?" He hurriedly put on his clothes and used the blanket to cover the girl's body. Seeing that she had been discovered, Ling Baobao quickly climbed over the wall like a monkey and escaped to the playground toilet, where she squatted down and lit a cigarette.

Old Chen is such a scoundrel! Looks like I need to find a way to teach him a lesson, otherwise, who knows how many pretty girls he'll ruin. With that decided, I headed towards the dormitory.

Ling Baobao didn't expect to run into Wei Miaohua as she passed the flowerbed in front of the teaching building. Wei Miaohua was slowly moving along, carrying a large bag, looking extremely strained. Ling Baobao quickly went over and snatched the bag from Wei Miaohua's hands. Wei Miaohua was initially startled, but when she realized it was Ling Baobao, she beamed and said, "You little devil, where did you come from? You scared me to death!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "I'm Tu Xingsun! I knew you needed help, so I appeared!"

Wei Miaohua was amused by Ling Baobao's words and smiled broadly, saying softly, "You! I've noticed you're getting more and more talkative! You're not doing well in your studies, you just talk a lot!"

Looking at the blush rising on Wei Miaohua's face, Ling Baobao felt that even being scolded by her was quite pleasant. Upon arriving at Wei Miaohua's dormitory, Wei Miaohua said, "Baby! Help me put these books on the cabinet!"

Ling Baobao asked, "Why did you buy so many books?"

Wei Miaohua only said one sentence and then stopped: "I'll use them for my exams!"

Ling Baobao didn't expect that Wei Miaohua, as a teacher, also had to take exams. Little did he know that Wei Miaohua had already made up her mind to take the postgraduate entrance exam in order to leave this

place. Ling Baobao stood on a small stool, struggling to lift the bag above her head and barely managing to push it onto the cabinet. Just as she put the bag on the cabinet, she lost her balance, and the stool tilted to one side. She fell backward at an angle. At this moment, Wei Miaohua rushed over to try to catch Ling Baobao, but she didn't expect that her weak strength was no match for Ling Baobao's strong body and momentum. Both of them fell to the ground, with Ling Baobao landing heavily on Wei Miaohua's body. Her two breasts, like shock absorbers, supported Ling Baobao, and Ling Baobao felt a different kind of fleshy sensation on her back. Wei Miaohua lay motionless on the ground for a long time, groaning. Ling Baobao quickly got up, squatted down, and gently pulled Wei Miaohua's head into his arms, softly asking, "Teacher! Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Let me take a look?"

Wei Miaohua opened her eyes, staring blankly at Ling Baobao, motionless as if she had seen some magical creature, making Ling Baobao's heart race. Ling Baobao saw Wei Miaohua's full, firm breasts rising and falling rapidly, like a hill, like a wave, undulating. Ling Baobao's face began to flush, burning as if he had a high fever, his heart pounding like a machine gun. The fragrance emanating from Wei Miaohua acted like a bewitching drug, instantly causing the young man to lose his senses. Ling Baobao lowered his head, looking at Wei Miaohua's beautiful face, and gently extended his burning lips to kiss Wei Miaohua's sexy red lips. Wei Miaohua did not refuse, her face flushed, her breath hot against Ling Baobao's face, making Ling Baobao almost faint.

Ling Baobao didn't know if he could continue, but the feeling of restraint made him afraid to move. Time seemed to stop, space and time froze. Ling Baobao was kissing the fragrant red lips he had dreamed of, kissing his beloved teacher. It all felt like a dream, yet so real.

Wei Miaohua gently embraced Ling Baobao, responding affectionately. When Ling Baobao tried to stick out his tongue, Wei Miaohua kept her teeth tightly closed, preventing Ling Baobao from easily advancing.

When Ling Baobao's hand tentatively reached down to touch her, Wei Miaohua's body trembled at first, then she gently pushed Ling Baobao away, saying, "No! No! I'm your teacher! Baobao! Understand?"

Ling Baobao's biggest fear was that Wei Miaohua, as his teacher, would pressure and coerce him, making him afraid to act. Ling Baobao pulled Wei Miaohua up, but Wei Miaohua, as if deliberately avoiding him, turned her head away, trying to find a topic to dispel the awkward atmosphere. She said, "Your grades haven't been very good lately. You've made a lot of mistakes in your homework. You need to pay attention in class, okay?"

Ling Baobao didn't reply. He felt he had improved, especially in her class.

Wei Miaohua swept her long bangs back and turned her back, saying, "Study hard, and when you go to university and to a big city, you'll meet many more beautiful girls!"

Ling Baobao didn't speak, letting Wei Miaohua ramble on about random things.

"Don't you still have homework to do? If not, hurry back to your dorm and do it! I have to go out again later!"

Ling Baobao knew she had to leave. She didn't know if her actions just now were due to her being infatuated and losing control, or if Wei Miaohua had deliberately seduced her. Now Wei Miaohua was changing her attitude and chasing her away. Ling Baobao puffed out her cheeks, said nothing, and turned to leave. As she left, she heard Wei Miaohua say, "Baobao, I have some apples here. Take some back to your dorm to eat!" Ling Baobao didn't reply and silently walked out of the faculty building

alone. Chapter 62: A Knife to Her Neck

When Ling Baobao returned to her dorm, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei had already returned from the county town. They had bought some fruit to eat. Seeing Ling Baobao return, Ma Dali threw her an apple. Ling Baobao was very angry to see that Ma Dali had thrown her an apple, so she threw the apple back to Ma Dali and took an orange from Li Xiping. Ma Dali looked at Ling Baobao with a puzzled expression and said with a grin, "What's wrong? Did that girl make you angry again?" Ling Baobao ignored Ma Dali's teasing and said to the other two, "We should be careful these next few days. I think Wang Shuheng will come looking for Wu Dingtian. Everyone should be extra careful, and hopefully Shuheng

won't do anything stupid again!" Hearing Ling Baobao's words, Ma Dali stopped teasing, and the group sat silently on the

edge of the bed smoking. After dinner that evening, as the four of them went upstairs, they encountered Wu Dingtian coming down. Wu Dingtian's obese body, along with the several buddies following behind, completely blocked the narrow stairwell. Ling Baobao could barely see the ceiling light in the dark stairwell, leading to a standoff. Wu Dingtian looked down at the four men below him with an almost childlike disdain, his eyes glaring at Ling Baobao with a mocking gaze. He deliberately stood blocking the stairs, neither going up nor down. Ling Baobao knew that the four of them were no match for Wu Dingtian, and for now, they could only endure it. He firmly believed that Wu Dingtian's arrogance would eventually bring him down, because he believed there were always stronger people out there!

Ling Baobao stood still, letting the others stand against the wall to make way for him to go downstairs. Wu Dingtian hummed approvingly, patted Ling Baobao on the shoulder, and went downstairs. Ling Baobao remained silent, and the four of them went upstairs in silence. Back in their dormitory, they were quiet for a while. Ling Baobao looked at them and said, "We four come from different places, and we've met here today. As you've all seen, Wu Dingtian is very arrogant. If any of us go out alone now, I'm sure we'll get a beating if he catches us. It's best if we stick together and don't go out alone. As the saying goes, we share joys and sorrows. Let's not talk about becoming sworn brothers today, but let's just simply recognize each other as brothers in the future..." "We should help and support each other. We can't help with studies, but we can help with daily life. What do you all think?"

After Ling Baobao finished speaking, Ma Dali spoke first: "I agree! I support what Baobao said. I support Baobao being the boss, the eldest brother. Let's set a real order, like in a Hong Kong gangster movie, so we can take care of each other and address each other properly!"

Li Xiping looked at everyone's faces and said: "I agree. Baobao will be our boss. Everyone trusts you! You're quick-witted, and everyone believes in you!"

Hu Chengwei looked at Li Xiping and Ma Dali and reluctantly said: "If Ma Dali and Li Xiping say so, then it's settled!"

In the end, based on Ling Baobao's suggestion, Ling Baobao was appointed as the eldest, Hu Chengwei as the second, Li Xiping as the third, and Ma Dali as the fourth.

A few friends secretly bought beer and took it back to their dorm. After lights out, they raised their glasses to celebrate. Their faces were flushed from drinking, and they spoke boastfully, venting their pent-up frustrations and grievances, vowing to find a chance to settle everything.

They rambled on and on, and soon fell into a deep sleep under the influence of alcohol. At some point, Ling Baobao vaguely sensed strange noises and movements coming from the dorm. Despite his headache, he forced his eyes open and scanned the room carefully in the moonlight. To his surprise, he saw a thick, dark figure moving silently back and forth in the dorm, holding something gleaming in its hand. Ling Baobao's terrified expression and heavy breathing attracted the shadowy figure. When the figure staggered over like a bear and stopped at the head of Ling Baobao's bed, Ling Baobao saw a familiar face in the moonlight: Wang Shuheng. It was unbelievable that no one had noticed when Wang Shuheng had entered the dormitory. Wang Shuheng was wearing a very clean white shirt, which stood out in the dim space. Ling Baobao also saw that Wang Shuheng was holding something in his hand: a kitchen knife. Wang Shuheng, carrying a kitchen knife, approached Ling Baobao's bedside and began hacking at the wooden headboard with it, making

a series of terrifying "thump-thump" sounds in the quiet night. He then put his index finger to his lips, blew on it, and said in a low voice, "Shh! Don't talk! Sleep well!"

Wang Shuheng repeated the same action, hacking at the headboards of Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei's beds a few times each. The four men stared at Wang Shuheng in terror. In the dimly lit dormitory, Wang Shuheng's eyes gleamed with an unusual sharpness, like the eyes of a wolf on a dark prairie.

Ling Baobao boldly called out, "Shuheng, are you alright? It's me, Baobao!"

Wang Shuheng ignored her and walked straight out of the dormitory. After pausing for about two or three minutes, screams and shouts echoed from the dormitory corridor. Ling Baobao yelled, "Oh no!" and ran out in her underwear. Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei followed suit, running out of the dormitory one after another.

All the motion-activated lights in the corridor turned on, and the westernmost end of the corridor was packed with people. Ling Baobao ran to the front of the crowd and heard several students shouting, "Murder! Murder!"

Ling Baobao immediately thought of Wang Shuheng and Wu Dingtian. She pushed through the crowd and ran to the easternmost end, where Wu Dingtian's dormitory was located. The dormitory was eerily quiet. Standing at the dormitory door, Ling Baobao saw Wang Shuheng in white clothes strangling Wu Dingtian by the light of the corridor lights. A gleaming kitchen knife was held to Wu Dingtian's neck. A deep dent on Wu Dingtian's neck was bleeding slightly. Naked, Wu Dingtian was trembling violently, his eyes filled with tears and his face covered in snot. Ling Baobao didn't know if Wu Dingtian was frightened or genuinely injured. Just as Baobao was about to go in to try and persuade Wang Shuheng, someone pulled her aside from behind. Turning around, Ling Baobao saw Liu Song from the Political Education Department standing behind her with a dozen or so young teachers. Liu Song dragged Ling Baobao outside the dormitory door, and then the other teachers crowded around, pushing her against the corridor wall. After that, Ling Baobao couldn't see the dormitory anymore; all she could see were rows of heads. The principal

and a group of teachers then rushed over and herded her back into the dormitory. A teacher stood behind each dormitory door, yelling at the students to get into bed quickly, forbidding them from discussing, making noise, or prying into anything.

Afterwards, Ling Baobao heard Wang Shuheng's shrill scream, followed by Wu Dingtian's low howl after his reddening. Ling Baobao knew that Wang Shuheng had been subdued by several teachers, bound tightly with belts linked together, and taken to the dark room of the school's political education office. Wu Dingtian was dragged downstairs and taken to the hospital. The very next day, Wu Dingtian returned to school with a small bandage around his neck. Everyone knew that Wang Shuheng hadn't killed Wu Dingtian; he had only threatened him with a knife. According to the only student who hadn't escaped and was cowering in the corner of the dormitory, the scene was as follows: Liu Song, the director of the political education office, stood at the door, loudly reprimanding Wang Shuheng. Although Wang Shuheng had only been in the first year of high school for a short time, his actions had left a deep impression on him. Because of Wang Shuheng, he had also been reprimanded by the principal, who believed that his requirements for student discipline hadn't been effectively implemented, leading to frequent fights. Liu Song stood at the door, looking righteous and awe-inspiring. One hand was on his hip, and the other was outstretched

, pointing at Wang Shuheng with his index finger. He shouted, "You son of a bitch! You've gone too far! What do you want with that cleaver? To kill someone or to eat meat? I bet you don't have the guts!" Wang Shuheng's eyes were bloodshot, like a starving wolf. He muttered something but refused to put down the cleaver. Liu Song continued, "You've got guts, you're tough. If you can chop him up today, I'll cut off my head and give it to you!" Liu Song

was unaware that Wang Shuheng was actually mentally unstable. He still treated him like a normal person, just like he used to intimidate normal students, saying a few harsh words to easily resolve everything. But Wang Shuheng wouldn't listen to any of this nonsense and pressed the kitchen knife even closer to Wu Dingtian's neck. Liu Song then started threatening Wang Shuheng again, saying, "Put the knife down now, and I can still put in a good word for you. Maybe they'll forgive you and let you go. If you still can't listen to reason, you'll be in for a world of trouble."

Liu Song was speechless; the kid was completely unyielding. Finally, the principal arrived. Like a seasoned veteran, the principal gave Liu Song a disdainful look, thinking, "What good is all this rambling from you idiot? " Then, he addressed the several physical education teachers—a few strong, agile male teachers: "You guys work together. Whoever tries to disarm him first, whoever holds his wrist, whoever pins him down. We may not be police, but I think we can handle this easily. Don't be afraid; I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong. Too many people will only make things harder. Just three of you!" After the principal

assigned the sacred task, several physical education teachers eagerly participated. Normally, they were only seen as physically strong by the other subject teachers, but now, at this crucial moment, they were going to show them that being physically strong had its advantages. Three teachers were ultimately chosen, and after the principal, like a bugler in wartime, gave the order for the final assault, the three physical education teachers, as if they had received professional training, rushed forward one after another. One leaped onto the bed, grabbed the back of the knife, and forcefully pried it open; another rushed forward to grab Wang Shuheng's wrist; and the last one ran behind Wang Shuheng, clamping his arm around his neck, turning his face upwards, his tightly constricted arm nearly snapping Wang Shuheng's neck.

Wu Dingtian rolled off the bed, cursing, "Fuck your mother! Fuck your grandmother! I'll beat you to death!" Ignoring the thin trail of blood on his neck, Wu

Dingtian clenched his fist and slammed it into Wang Shuheng's face, who had already been subdued. Blood gushed from Wang Shuheng's mouth instantly, but he didn't even groan, standing there like a block of wood as he was struck several times. The principal reprimanded Wu Dingtian, and three physical education teachers unbuckled their belts and bound Wang Shuheng, dragging him away from the dormitory. Wang Shuheng was barefoot, blood dripping from his mouth onto his bare feet, then onto the ground, leaving a winding trail of blood that stretched from the third-floor dormitory to the dark room of the Political Education Office.

Ling Baobao saw through the window that the dark room of the Political Education Office was brightly lit, with many people moving in and out. A moment later, a loud... A police car with sirens blared arrived at the door of the dark building in the Political Education Office. Several uniformed officers got out. After a short while, when they came out, Ling Baobao clearly saw Wang Shuheng, handcuffed and barefoot, walk to the police car. Wang Shuheng seemed to be looking back, as if he had seen her and the people behind him. Ling Baobao felt as if she had been punched hard in the heart, a mix of pain and soreness, and her eyes welled up with tears. The sound of the sirens faded away, the campus returned to calm, the lights in the dark building were off, and the crowd had dispersed. The campus returned to its previous quiet state. Everything was natural and pristine.

The next day, when Ling Baobao saw Wu Dingtian, with a bandage on his neck, proudly return to school and to class, Ling Baobao still... Ling Baobao thought Wang Shuheng should be alright now, right? Since Wu Dingtian was fine, Wang Shuheng should be released soon, right? Ling Baobao's naive thoughts were completely shattered at the school's disciplinary meeting that afternoon. Liu Song sat on the platform, proudly recounting the disciplinary issues, the events of the previous night, and Jiang Cha's phone call saying that because Wang Shuheng had been diagnosed with mental illness and sent to a mental hospital in another city, he would never be released again!

Ling Baobao hadn't expected Wang Shuheng's fate to be so tragic and pitiful. At that moment, he also felt a stern and mocking gaze coming from far to his right, a gaze like a sharp sword piercing through the crowd and striking him.

Wu Dingtian's lips twitched; the smile on his face seemed to say... Clearly aware of his smugness and arrogance, he deliberately glanced at Ling Baobao, displaying his apparent triumph and luck. Liu Song was speaking passionately on stage, while the students below were already drowsy with their heads down. Ling Baobao, however, felt incredibly bitter. She wished this terrible October would end soon.

Chapter 63: Passion on the Mountainside.

Ling Baobao spent her first two months at school like this. Back home, her parents were still running their business. Bored and unable to help much, she went inside to watch videos. She had rented them from a video rental shop on the street; they included martial arts films by Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, Sylvester Stallone, and others.

Just then, the front gate of her house was gently pushed open, and a pleasant voice called out, "Baobao! Is Baobao home?" Ling

Baobao recognized the voice; it was Wang Xilan. She hadn't seen Wang Xilan for months. Excitedly, Ling Baobao ran out of the house and saw a different Wang Xilan. Wang Xilan was still slightly plump, but after dressing up, she looked very fashionable and stylish, completely unlike the Wang Xilan she used to play with. She wore a polka-dot long-sleeved top with lace ribbons at the cuffs and a complete lace ribbon wrapped around her neck at the neckline. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and hung down her back. She wore very fashionable jeans and a pair of... Wearing sneakers, she radiated energy. Wang Xilan's outfit was a complete departure from her school days, making her appear much more capable and shrewd. Ling Baobao couldn't believe how much Wang Xilan had changed in less than two months at a vocational school in the city. She quickly invited Wang Xilan inside.

Wang Xilan swayed her large, plump hips as she entered. Ling Baobao saw clearly that her ample bottom hadn't changed; it was still as perky as ever. Only her once small breasts were now more prominent.

Ling Baobao led Wang Xilan inside, and Wang Xilan smiled at Ling Baobao, saying, "Hey! It's been a few months, and you seem to have grown taller and stronger. Looks like the food in high school really does nourish!"

Ling Baobao teased, "Yeah! You've changed quite a bit too! You've become more stylish and fashionable, and your breasts have gotten bigger, but your bottom is still as thick as ever!"

Wang Xilan playfully punched Ling Baobao, laughing, "You!" "You've gotten so talkative! So glib! Watch your tongue!"

Ling Baobao smiled, staring at Wang Xilan. Looking into Wang Xilan's affectionate eyes, Wang Xilan also stared back at Ling Baobao, looking into Ling Baobao's bright, energetic eyes. Ling Baobao grabbed Wang Xilan's hand and squeezed it tightly, saying, "Actually, after all this time, I still miss you a lot! Really!"

Wang Xilan blushed and said, "I came to see you because I missed you! I was hoping to run into you during the school break, and I didn't expect to actually see you!"

Ling Baobao was so excited that he reached out and pulled Wang Xilan into his arms. Wang Xilan had a very strong, pungent perfume scent, but Ling Baobao was captivated by it. He buried his nose deep in Wang Xilan's hair, nuzzling it as if searching for something.

Just then, the front gate suddenly opened, and Ling Baobao's parents pushed in several bags of sunflower seeds on a cart. Ling Baobao quickly let go of her hand, while Wang Xilan hurriedly sat down on a chair inside the house.

Ling Baobao's father, seeing Wang Xilan in the house, said warmly, "Lanlan's back? How's school in the city? I haven't seen you for months, and you've become even more beautiful!"

Wang Xilan answered Ling Baobao's father shyly, her eyes occasionally glancing at Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao told her parents they were going for a walk, and took Wang Xilan to Chicken and Duck Mountain behind the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Wang Xilan suddenly asked, "Do you remember the time we fell down the mountain?"

Ling Baobao replied, "Yes! Why?"

Wang Xilan said, "Actually, I fell in love with you after that! Really, you can't believe me. The morning you went to high school, I really wanted to come and see you off, but I didn't dare. Only after I saw you leave did I feel so empty inside and out, really. The day I went to vocational school, I also hoped you could come and see me off, but I knew it was impossible. Sitting in the car, I felt so sad."

Ling Baobao, who was about to go up the mountain, stopped, turned around, and hugged Wang Xilan. This simple, kind, and lovely girl, Ling Baobao's burning lips met Wang Xilan's full, sensual lips. The two hugged each other tightly, as if afraid the other would escape their embrace.

Hearing voices behind them, Ling Baobao dared not be careless. He stopped kissing Wang Xilan and said, "Let's go up the mountain! Let's climb high and enjoy the view, overlooking all the mountains below, sitting on the clouds and enjoying this wonderful day!"

Wang Xilan obediently followed Ling Baobao up Chicken and Duck Mountain. This time, they chose a relatively secluded but smooth path, arriving at a natural platform halfway up the mountain, covered with fallen leaves from wild jujube trees. Ling Baobao embraced Wang Xilan, looking at the small world below, feeling truly content.

Ling Baobao leaned in and actively found Wang Xilan's alluring and sensual lips. His passionate kiss inspired a response from his hands, which began to roam over Wang Xilan's voluptuous body. Ling Baobao skillfully used the tip of her tongue to pry open Wang Xilan's tightly closed teeth, finding Wang Xilan's fragrant tongue hidden inside. As accurately as a snake chasing its prey, she wrapped that wet, fragrant tongue together. Wang Xilan's clothes were as thin as cicada wings, and her full breasts rubbed back and forth against Ling Baobao's body. Her beautiful smiling face and fragrant breath were so close that he quickly lost himself. Ling Baobao's hands reached up from below into her top and grasped her firm, full breasts, which were different from those of ordinary girls.

"Mmm..." Wang Xilan let out a long moan, gently bringing her mouth close to Ling Baobao's ear and whispering, "Do you really like me?"

She pushed Ling Baobao away, then with a swift movement, removed her only top, revealing her beautiful breasts, which bounced out like two little rabbits...

Wang Xilan seemed to have been preparing for a long time, and was already displaying the unique "wildness" of a small-town girl. Perhaps influenced by Wang Xilan's initiative, Ling Baobao felt dizzy and her body grew hot. Finally, unable to bear the torment of desire, she picked up Wang Xilan and placed her on this naturally hidden and flat platform, where all was quiet.

Wine doesn't intoxicate, people intoxicate themselves; lust doesn't bewitch, people bewitch themselves...

Soon, Ling Baobao pulled Wang Xilan's jeans aside. When she was down to only her white underwear, Wang Xilan didn't stop her, but she still had a vague sense of shame, curling up and intertwining her legs. Because of shyness and the daytime light, Wang Xilan's entire body was flushed pink, and her skin was unusually hot.

All of this would be incredibly alluring to any normal man, let alone the impetuous and sexually adept Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao, who always considered himself a perfectly normal man, a real man, quickly took off his clothes. He remembered the videos he and Wang Xilan had watched before, the techniques they had practiced. These images quickly formed in his intelligent mind. Familiar with the techniques of lovemaking, although his desire was burning, he didn't rush into anything. He forcefully spread Wang Xilan's intertwined legs, revealing her beautiful, mysterious forest.

The pink, shyly blooming buds of the forest were slightly open, glistening with nectar. More nectar flowed from the stamens, dripping onto the wild jujube leaves. The clitoris above the stamens was already swollen and engorged, the bud protruding from within.

Ling Baobao, unable to contain himself any longer, leaned in, first licking the girl's nectar, then opening his mouth to take the rosy pearl in, sucking hard. "Ah..."

Wang Xilan screamed, her whole body trembling, when suddenly her lower abdomen cramped, and hot fluid gushed out. Her pent-up desire, long suppressed, made her body even more sensitive, and Ling Baobao's sucking alone brought her to orgasm. Excitedly, she clamped Ling Baobao's head tightly between her thighs, letting the sticky fluid spray onto his face. After the orgasm, Wang Xilan didn't calm down; on the contrary, perhaps due to her excitement, she became even more aroused. She released Ling Baobao, got up, knelt on the ground, and swallowed Ling Baobao's penis with her small mouth, licking it fiercely.

Ling Baobao felt a surge of intense pleasure rush to his head; he couldn't believe that such a simple and kind girl would use her mouth to pleasure him. Watching Wang Xilan, her face contorted with desire, as she tirelessly licked her purplish-red penis with her tongue, a sense of conquest welled up within Ling Baobao, far surpassing any physical pleasure. Wang Xilan then fully displayed her tongue skills, her small mouth tightly enveloping the penis, sucking continuously to create a vacuum-like sensation, her tongue specifically exploring the sensitive areas, lingering there occasionally. After only a few strokes, the penis grew even thicker and harder, reaching its peak of heat and hardness, trembling as if about to erupt.

Ling Baobao was astonished by her skill, quickly losing herself in the overwhelming pleasure. However, this was only the beginning. Her nimble tongue seemed to know the sensitive spots on his penis, first stimulating them, quickly teasing it to the brink of climax. Just as he was about to ejaculate, her tongue darted away, licking elsewhere, stopping the flow of semen rushing to the glans. After the pleasure subsided, she stimulated those sensitive spots again. This repeated several times, the accumulated pleasure reaching an unprecedented level. Ling Baobao was almost driven mad by her licking, his hands gripping Wang Xilan's head tightly, his throat making "hoho" sounds. When her tongue returned to the urethral opening, thrusting hard as if drilling in, he could no longer hold back, letting out a wild roar, and streams of hot, viscous semen shot out like arrows, landing in Wang Xilan's mouth, on his face, on his neck...

Ling Baobao completely lost consciousness, losing all sense of space, time, place, and heaven and earth. He felt an indescribable comfort, his entire body feeling as if floating on clouds, light and airy.

In their youthful arrogance, they recklessly squandered and wasted their bodies, indulging in nothing but pleasure when they discovered the secrets and sources of joy within themselves.

Wang Xilan's actions were far from over; her exaggerated behavior became even more frenzied and lewd. She stuck out her small, fragrant tongue, grasped Ling Baobao's still-erect penis, and began to tease and lick it, trying to make it erect again. Ling Baobao, watching the once gentle and innocent woman now performing such lewd acts on him, sighed at how time could change a person, while also feeling immense excitement. Under the dual stimulation of body and mind, his groin quickly responded. Seeing Ling Baobao regain his virility, Wang Xilan was overjoyed. She pushed him down, impatiently straddling him, her buttocks slamming heavily into him. Her long-awaited flower valley was finally filled and penetrated by the large, hard penis.

Ling Baobao gripped Wang Xilan's full, round buttocks tightly with both hands, his fingers digging deep into her flesh. As she sat down, he pulled her down forcefully, simultaneously thrusting his hips upwards with his penis. Because it was two people thrusting, the force of the pumping was exceptionally strong. In no time, the vaginal fluids were splashing everywhere, with constant "splattering" and "squeaking" sounds. Wang Xilan's full, firm breasts swayed violently with each thrust, drawing circles in the air. Ling Baobao, captivated, reached out and grabbed one breast in each hand, squeezing them tightly. She felt how incredibly bouncy and firm they were; no matter how much she squeezed them, they instantly returned to their original shape. In her excitement, she kneaded them into various shapes at will, occasionally pinching her already hardened nipples with two fingers. With her vital parts both inside and out under his grasp, Wang Xilan gasped and moaned incessantly, "Ah... um..." Her once snow-white skin now flushed pink, and she was drenched in fragrant sweat. Ling Baobao's hands pressed firmly against her round buttocks, preventing her from making any movement. After several orgasms, Wang Xilan finally collapsed, lying on top of him, only able to gasp for breath. Having conquered this beautiful and innocent girl once more, he too reached the edge of ecstasy. With a thunderous roar from Ling Baobao, he collapsed to the ground, motionless, as if all his strength had been exhausted. Above him, the sky remained clear, blue sky and white clouds—a truly exhilarating sight! Both of them were immersed in immense pleasure.

Lying on the familiar Chicken and Duck Mountain of their hometown, every blade of grass and every tree was so familiar. The girl he had secretly liked back then was now conquered by him. In the wild, wildflower-filled wilderness, with the sky as their blanket and the earth as their bed, Ling Baobao felt like he was dreaming. But the white flesh beside him told him that this was the real world, not an illusion.

The two of them lay naked on the mountainside, which reminded Ling Baobao of many past events. He hugged Wang Xilan even tighter, kissed her forehead, and vowed, "Lanlan, as long as I have time, I will come to the city to see you!"

Chapter 64: Two Hammers Easily Defeat Wu Dingtian

Ling Baobao had a very enjoyable weekend. Thinking that he could conquer Wang Xilan, he realized that the world had so many amazing changes. When he returned to school, he brought several bags of sunflower seeds—spiced, original, cream, and salty—to give to Wei Miaohua, Xiaomin, Qiaojie, Yi Meimei, Xiao Yiting, and Fan Huajing. He prepared a big bag of sunflower seeds for his buddies, so they could just spread them out and eat together when they got back to the dorm.

When Ling Baobao returned to the dorm, his three brothers were already back. Ma Dali brought out steamed sweet potatoes, Li Xiping brought out hemp leaves, and Hu Chengwei brought out the best—a bag of spicy beef. The brothers gathered together, chatting and laughing, enjoying themselves immensely.

The next day at noon, Ling Baobao gave the sunflower seeds he had packed to Fan Huajing, Xiao Yiting, and Yi Meimei. When Fan Huajing saw the sunflower seeds Ling Baobao gave her, she was very happy, her eyes smiling like crescent moons. She squinted and said, "Baobao, you're so good to me!"

Ling Baobao smiled and nodded, but Ma Dali muttered beside her, "He's nice to every pretty girl, believe it or not?"

Ling Baobao punched Ma Dali hard, and Ma Dali cried out and crawled under the table, not daring to make a sound. The third and fourth periods were English classes. After Wei Miaohua led everyone in reading the text aloud, she asked them to memorize the vocabulary. Then, she began to walk around the classroom, making her way to Ling Baobao. When she reached Ling Baobao, she deliberately quickened her pace and left, seemingly still reeling from the awkwardness of that day.

At lunchtime, the students rushed out of the classroom, scattering like birds released from their cages. Ling Baobao walked to the front of the class with a package of sunflower seeds, handed them to Wei Miaohua's book, and said, "Teacher, these are sunflower seeds my family roasted ourselves. Try some!"

Wei Miaohua looked up at Ling Baobao, smiled, nodded, said thank you, and accepted the seeds. Ling Baobao noticed a blush rise on Wei Miaohua's face.

When Ling Baobao gave the sunflower seeds to Xiao Yiting and Yi Meimei, Xiao Yiting simply accepted them indifferently, glanced at the packaging, and lazily said, "Sunflower seeds again! I've eaten plenty of yours! You should give them to your friends!"

Xiao Yiting then stuffed them into Ling Baobao's arms, turned around, and left. Ling Baobao stood there dumbfounded, panting for a long time. When Yi Meimei received the sunflower seeds from Ling Baobao, she smiled happily at Ling Baobao and said, "Your family roasts sunflower seeds. I'll just tell you if I want some, and you can bring me some, okay?"

Ling Baobao cheerfully replied, "It's a small matter, no problem!"

When she gave them to Qiao Jie, Qiao Jie looked quite surprised, exclaiming, "Oh! You brought me some! That's rare! Tell me, why did you think of bringing me something?"

Ling Baobao smiled and said, "Giving me some sunflower seeds is nothing. I know your little shop has some too, but these are homemade. I'm giving them to you so you can try them!" Qiao Jie

looked at Ling Baobao charmingly. With her eyebrows twitching, she said in a coquettish voice, "Oh my! This is the first time in all these years that a student has given me something! I'm so touched! I'll accept it. If you want anything delicious to eat in the future, just let me know, and I'll ask the kitchen to save it for you!"

Ling Baobao thanked her and left. Qiao Jie watched Ling Baobao's back and murmured to herself, "What a nice person!"

Ling Baobao went to Xiao Min's billiards hall on the weekend. The billiards hall was bustling with noise, full of students playing billiards, and filled with smoke. Standing at the entrance, Ling Baobao spotted Xiao Min wearing a pair of red leather shoes. Xiao Min was making notes on the blackboard by the entrance with her back turned. Ling Baobao handed the sunflower seeds to Xiao Min, whose ample bosom jiggled slightly as she giggled and said, "Hehe! You still remembered to bring me something! Thanks! When you have time, ask your friends to play pool. I'll save a pool table just for you, play as much as

you want!" Back in her dorm, Ling Baobao recalled everyone's expressions when she brought the sunflower seeds, and still felt that Fan Huajing's response was the most enthusiastic and happiest. Xiao Yiting's reaction was the worst; she was heartless. Ling Baobao stopped thinking about it; Xiao Yiting was just that kind of eccentric person.

That evening, she played pool with Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei until it was pitch black outside before leisurely returning to the dorm. As she left, Ling Baobao noticed Xiao Min's eyes lingering on her, like a secret signal or a hint of expectation. Ling Baobao pretended not to notice. After finishing pool, it wasn't until Ma Dali complained of hunger that they decided to go out for dinner and then return to the dorm.

Xiao Min's gaze felt like a sharp sword piercing her back as Ling Baobao left, a feeling that lingered throughout her departure.

Back in the dorm, Ling Baobao encountered something even bigger and more sensational: Er Chui had come to the first-year dorm building with a few people to find Wu Dingtian. This was witnessed by a classmate, who stood at the dorm entrance and pointed towards Wu Dingtian's dorm at the far west end, saying, "If you don't believe me, you can eavesdrop; he's definitely inside."

Ling Baobao was initially skeptical, but seeing his classmate's confident and serious expression, he began to believe him. He called Ma Dali over, whispered a few words, and Ma Dali slowly walked along the wall towards Wu Dingtian's dormitory. Ling Baobao saw Ma Dali stop in front of the door next to Wu Dingtian's dormitory. He crouched down, tiptoed to the door, and cautiously peeked inside. His head snapped back like a spring, and like a magician, he suddenly clutched his stomach, leaned against the wall, limped on one leg, and slowly moved forward, one hand on the wall for support. A person emerged from the door—Ling Baobao clearly saw it was Erchui—followed by five or six of his henchmen. Finally, a very obese man appeared—it was Wu Dingtian. Wu Dingtian stared strangely at Ma Dali, who was leaning against the wall, for a long time, his expression suspicious, before finally returning to his dormitory. Seeing Wu Dingtian enter the dormitory, Ma Dali frantically ran from the far east end of the dormitory corridor back to his own dormitory at the far west end.

Gasping for breath, Ma Dali patted his chest and said, "Damn, that was dangerous! We were exposed! Luckily, I'm smart!"

Ma Dali lit a cigarette and sat on his bed, frantically smoking.

Ma Dali only heard one sentence, seemingly spoken by Erchui: "You'd better be careful, don't be too arrogant!"

After analyzing this, Ling Baobao concluded that Wu Dingtian's arrogance had clearly caught the attention of the infamous Erchui, or rather, Erchui's spies had discovered that Wu Dingtian, who might steal Erchui's fame, was a potential rival. Ling Baobao's mind started working at this moment. He felt it necessary to create some rumors to sow discord between Erchui and Wu Dingtian, artificially creating an atmosphere of antagonism between them, using someone else to eliminate Wu Dingtian. Ling Baobao thought this tactic of using someone else to kill had a high chance of success.

The four individuals split up, spreading rumors in various locations such as the cafeteria, restrooms, breaks between classes, dormitories, and billiard halls—anywhere they could come into contact with groups of students. They deliberately claimed to have overheard Wu Dingtian taunting Erchui and intending to challenge him, meticulously detailing the time, place, who he spoke to, how he said it, and what he said, making the rumors sound incredibly convincing. As a result, during breaks and after meals, the entire school was abuzz with discussion, debating who was stronger—the fearless young Wu Dingtian or the seasoned Erchui—and who would defeat whom! The

student discussions and arguments had clearly caught Erchui's attention, and also Wu Dingtian's. Wu Dingtian still couldn't accept being falsely accused of challenging Erchui. Although he considered himself quite capable, he knew Erchui was stronger. Finally, on a bright, moonlit night, Wu Dingtian sought out Erchui, wanting to discuss the matter with him.

Wu Dingtian and his brothers arrived at Erchui's classroom. Their imposing physiques immediately drew the attention of everyone in the class. When the students saw these large, fat men standing at the door, they assumed it was a provocation by freshmen against the seniors, a serious disrespect to them. Boys and girls alike booed, silently cursing these disrespectful and arrogant freshmen.

Erchui also noticed the figures at the door, but he hadn't expected the rumors to materialize so quickly. Without a word, Erchui walked to the classroom door. All eyes were on him; they wanted to see how the leader of the county high school would discipline these unruly freshmen. When Erchui arrived, they first sized Wu Dingtian up and down, then whispered, "Get lost!"

Wu Dingtian had intended to explain his thoughts to Erchui to prevent him from believing the rumors, but Erchui's next words made his face flush. Unable to maintain his composure in front of his brothers, Wu Dingtian abandoned his usual amiable and smiling demeanor, forcing a stern expression as he said, "I originally intended to speak to you properly! Brother! I didn't come here to fight you!"

Erchui didn't even look at him, saying to Wu Dingtian, "I'll say it again! Get lost!"

Wu Dingtian was genuinely anxious; it seemed Erchui truly believed him. Wu Dingtian felt a pang of fear, but he couldn't back down now, given the curious stares of his brothers and Erchui. Wu Dingtian deeply regretted his actions today; he hadn't considered everything thoroughly. Wu Dingtian first glanced weakly at his brothers behind him, then looked at Erchui, who was a head shorter than him. A strange surge of pride welled up within Wu Dingtian. Rather than be bullied, he'd rather fight back against Erchui. Relying on his height and size, what could Erchui do to him? Wu Dingtian began to look at the short Erchui with contempt, then uttered, "If you can't get lost, then get lost first!"

Erchui didn't want to show off in front of so many classmates, because he had promised his girlfriend he wouldn't fight anymore. But seeing Wu Dingtian dare to provoke him in front of his class even after his warning, he knew that if he swallowed this insult, his reputation would be ruined. How could he face his brothers in this place afterward? Initially, Erchui saw the weakness and fear in Wu Dingtian's eyes, thinking that a little scare would suffice. Who would have thought that the fat guy would become tougher after Wu Dingtian's threats? Erchui was surprised that things were escalating out of control. So, Erchui said to Wu Dingtian, "Fatty! Let's go, let's talk over there on the playground!"

But Wu Dingtian was unmoved, mocking, "Heh! Are you scared or did you wet your pants? Aren't you famous? Why are you chickening out?"

Before Wu Dingtian could finish speaking, Erchui slapped him hard across the face. The slap was so loud and clear that every student in the classroom could hear it. Wu Dingtian was stunned, not expecting to be slapped before he could even react. Without thinking, Wu Dingtian threw a punch, thinking the short Erchui couldn't withstand it. But just as his fist was about to reach Erchui, Erchui suddenly dodged backward, creating space. Wu Dingtian's fist slammed hard against the doorframe, making a dull "bang," while Wu Dingtian grimaced in pain. Erchui slapped Wu Dingtian again, this time harder and louder, and five fingers immediately appeared on Wu Dingtian's fat cheek. Wu Dingtian had never experienced such humiliation in his life. He immediately launched another kick, aiming for Erchui's stomach, thinking, "If my fist can't hit you, I can kick you!"

As the kick came, Erchui, like a nimble monkey, leaped to the side, grabbed Wu Dingtian's thick leg, and pulled him forward with all his might.

With a "rip," Wu Dingtian was pulled into a split position, his obese body crashing to the ground, his pants ripped open. Wu Dingtian let out a piercing cry of "Ouch!" and lay sprawled on the ground, unable to move, gasping for breath. Erchui's swift and organized counterattack stunned the entire class. Today, the infamous Erchui had proven that his reputation was truly well-deserved, not undeserved. The students were initially taken aback, then erupted in applause and cheers.

Wu Dingtian couldn't stand up for a long time. He couldn't understand how Erchui had managed to subdue him. His hip joint was throbbing with pain. He didn't have time to think. Looking at Erchui, who was a head shorter than him but whose eyes were shrewd and strong, Wu Dingtian was helped to his feet by his brothers. He lowered his head and was carried away. The classroom erupted in applause and cheers again.

Because his tendons had been forcibly stretched, Wu Dingtian was in so much pain that he hadn't attended class for several days. He was so tired that he wouldn't even get out of bed to relieve himself. After Ling Baobao found out about this, she was very happy and high-fived everyone. She felt like she had finally gotten her revenge.

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65. Chapter 65 Bus Harassment Incident

Wu Dingtian's hip tendons were injured because Erchui had forcibly pulled him into a split. Wu Dingtian's silence gave Ling Baobao and her brothers a temporary respite to prepare for the challenges ahead.

Every autumn, the school organizes an autumn outing, with the three grades participating separately, and each grade's classes also traveling independently. Ling Baobao and Ma Dali's Class 5 of Grade 1, and Li Xiping and Hu Chengwei's Class 6 of Grade 1, went on the outing together. The two classes visited a famous scenic spot called Dacheng Mountain, located directly south of the county. This place has produced many famous phrases and sayings, and many great poets and calligraphers have inscribed poems and left behind their calligraphy. In modern times, it became a revolutionary base area, where many famous battles were fought.

The two and a half classes were traveling on a school-organized bus. Two classes crammed into one bus was clearly overloaded, but back then, being able to ride a bus was a rare treat, so who would bother complaining about overloading? The bus, carrying nearly a hundred people, swayed and rattled towards Dacheng Mountain, which was just a stone's throw away. The bus was packed with people; those with seats had several people piled on top of them, like skewers of lamb. Those without seats were squeezed together in the crowded bus, shoulder to shoulder, rubbing against each other. The temperature inside the bus instantly rose, and people were sweating profusely. The crowd was extremely restless. Then, some unruly students started taking advantage of the situation, groping and touching people indiscriminately. The pretty girls knew that people were taking advantage of the situation, but they could only sigh inwardly, helpless. Ma Dali was a master of this kind of opportunistic behavior. Standing nearby was a short, plump female student. Her figure was quite bulky, and perhaps because of her obesity, few boys dared to approach her. Ma Dali, however, was willing to try his luck with this chubby girl, seemingly abandoned by everyone in the courtyard. He first pressed his buttocks tightly against the girl's, feeling the fullness and fleshiness of her buttocks, and a warm sensation, like a heated brick bed at home, but not as hard. Ma Dali slowly swayed his buttocks, moving them up, down, left, and right. Finally, he realized that drawing a circle was easier and more comfortable. Ma Dali rubbed his buttocks against the chubby girl behind him. The girl offered no resistance, like a wooden statue, unresponsive. Seeing that she didn't react for a while, Ling Baobao turned around, pressed herself tightly against her, and reached out to wrap her arm around her shoulder, using the opportunity of grabbing the seat handle to give her a hug. Because the carriage was crowded, this was unavoidable. Even if the girl discovered his ulterior motives, he could simply say the carriage was too crowded.

As Ma Dali walked past the girl's shoulder, he could smell a unique fragrance emanating from the back of her neck. The plump girl's white neck was adorned with fine wrinkles, and her two delicate, pretty ears were striking. Ma Dali gently rested his head on her shoulder, revealing her fair skin despite her plumpness, and her two firm, high breasts. Ling Baobao nervously glanced around; seeing no movement, she took the opportunity to gently slide her left hand along the girl's left ribcage to gauge her reaction. The plump girl remained unresponsive. Ma Dali then deftly slipped his hand under her gray clothes, first touching her smooth skin. The girl's breathing became heavy and irregular. Ma Dali continued his movement upwards, touching her gradually protruding breasts. The plump girl's breasts clearly inherited the characteristics of others, even her chest was so swollen and plump. At that time, girls rarely wore bras. The warm, soft flesh that Ma Dali touched was full of elasticity. As his grip tightened, he squeezed the girl's elastic breasts until they were deformed. Ma Dali's hand gently pressed against the girl's bra, kneading it lightly. The feeling was worlds apart from the previous groping through her clothes. He slipped his fingers inside her bra, pinching her nipples and teasing them back and forth. Pressed against the girl's body, Ma Dali could clearly feel her trembling slightly; he knew she was starting to feel something.

Ma Dali pressed his lower body tightly against the girl's buttocks, rubbing up and down as if rubbing something. A subtle change began to occur; his penis slowly hardened, like a mushroom, gradually forming an erection. The girl sensed the change in Ma Dali's lower body and began to gently sway her buttocks, seemingly resisting his rubbing. Surprisingly, this gentle swaying actually saved Ma Dali the effort of shaking, and the girl's plump buttocks, combined with their fleshy texture, quickly made Ma Dali's penis as hard as a club, or a machine gun waiting to be fired. Ma Dali's head, resting on the girl's shoulder, began to feel heavy. His breathing was as heavy and rapid as hers, his face flushed and sweat beading on his forehead. Ma Dali's head was almost unable to support itself; the pleasurable sensation in his lower body completely overwhelmed his thoughts and all his strength. Perhaps the girl couldn't bear Ma Dali's head, or perhaps although she knew that with so many people around, she wouldn't dare to openly berate Ma Dali, her resistance was still evident. She not only wiggled her hips but also began to shake her head, trying to knock the head off her shoulder like a billiards ball. The girl's resistance left Ma Dali shaken. He turned to look at the people around him, laughing and joking, oblivious to his actions. He then became even more reckless, rubbing his lower body against hers more blatantly, his left hand caressing her ample breasts with even greater impunity. His face frequently brushed against hers as she moved towards him. Ma Dali displayed his wicked, shameless, and lewd nature completely. He felt like he was entering a dream, the surging excitement in his lower body a source of unparalleled pleasure. If they weren't in the crowded carriage, he might have already stripped himself and the girl naked, completing his journey of deflowering her.

Ma Dali's ecstatic expression and filthy, obscene actions were clearly seen by someone nearby—Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao had been standing, but seeing Yi Meimei standing in the middle of the carriage without a seat, she unhesitatingly stood up and gave up her seat to a classmate next to her, squeezing next to Yi Meimei and standing close to her. As the two chatted and looked at the scenery outside the car window, Ling Baobao found the scene quite amusing. However, when he noticed the sweat on Ma Dali's forehead and his flushed face, he knew that this guy was definitely up to no good. Sure enough, Ling Baobao looked down and saw that the plump girl was almost being hugged by Ma Dali. The girl's buttocks swayed from side to side with the up-and-down movement of the carriage, and Ma Dali was also moving up and down in sync. Ma Dali's hand seemed to have reached into the girl's underwear, and he could vaguely see something moving up and down inside the girl's clothes. Ling Baobao also wanted to take the opportunity to tease Ma Dali, so she pinched Ma Dali's skinny buttocks hard. The force of her pinch was so great that it was something most people couldn't withstand. Sure enough, Ma Dali couldn't take it and let out a scream as loud as a tsunami, like a pig being stabbed in the heart, in excruciating pain. The scream shattered all the noise in the carriage, and the trembling carriage shook. Everyone in the carriage looked in the direction of the sound, staring at Ma Dali. Ma Dali's face turned red and white, and beads of sweat dripped down his legs. His hand, which had been inside the girl's underwear, had already been withdrawn, and his small umbrella, which had been erected, was stubbornly open. Fortunately, the carriage was crowded, and many people couldn't see down there.

Ma Dali started cursing: "Damn it! Who pinched me? They almost ripped a piece of my flesh off! A true hero doesn't do things in secret. If they admit it, I won't curse their ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Then a voice came from behind the driver's seat: "Ma Dali! Can't you even be quiet at a time like this? You still want to curse? Why do you have so many foul words? If you dare to curse, I'll tell the driver to stop the train, drop you off halfway, and you'll have to walk to Dacheng Mountain yourself, okay?"

In response to this voice, many classmates laughed and said, "Okay! I think so!"

Many other classmates echoed this.

Ma Dali, his face flushed and neck thick with anger, shouted, "Who said that? Stand up and let me see what you're capable of!"

The students in front of him burst into laughter. Ma Dali didn't understand, but when their homeroom teacher, Lao Wang, stood up from his seat and his stern gaze pierced through the crowd to Ma Dali, Ma Dali shrank back, lowered his head, and said in a soft, innocent voice, "Teacher! I was wrong! I won't say anything!"

Everyone roared with laughter, and the bus, filled with joyful chatter, headed towards Dacheng Mountain.

Upon arriving at Dacheng Mountain, they were greeted by lush, verdant hills, their peaks rising and falling, a charm quite different from Ling Baobao's hometown, Jiya Mountain. Jiya Mountain was steep and had few peaks, just two solitary peaks standing alone on the plain, while Dacheng Mountain stretched for thousands of miles, vast and endless. Although its peaks weren't as steep as Jiya Mountain's, they possessed a more continuous and majestic grandeur.

Today's trip mainly focused on climbing Yiren Peak of Dacheng Mountain, then staying overnight at a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain before returning by bus the next day.

Upon arriving at the foot of Dacheng Mountain, Class 6 of Grade 11 had already arrived. The two groups were combined and set off together towards Dacheng Mountain. Ling Baobao called her brothers Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei, and everyone chatted and laughed as they began their ascent.

Dacheng Mountain wasn't very high, and the mountain path was gentle. The group quickly reached the halfway point and could clearly see Yiren Peak. At this point, several teachers instructed everyone to rest for a while and then climb to the summit in one go. Ling Baobao and three others sat together. Fan Huajing also came over and handed Ling Baobao a drink she had brought with her. Ling Baobao was about to take it, but seeing Yi Meimei glance at her, she handed the drink to Ma Dali instead. Ma Dali was flattered and quickly picked it up to drink, but Fan Huajing snatched it away and said fiercely, "Who told you to drink this? Shameless!"

Ma Dali blushed with embarrassment and didn't know what to say, so he punched Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao then said to Li Xiping, "Dare you go over and call that girl over so we can all chat?"

Li Xiping asked, "Who? If she's pretty, I dare!"

Ling Baobao pointed at Yi Meimei, and Li Xiping casually said, "Pretty!"

He then got up and walked over to Yi Meimei, saying something and pointing at Ling Baobao. Yi Meimei smiled and looked over, then obediently followed. Ling Baobao had only said it casually, but unexpectedly, Li Xiping actually dared to go over and, in front of everyone, actually invited Yi Meimei over. The others were stunned, praising Li Xiping: "Amazing! Awesome!"

After Yi Meimei arrived, she sat down next to Li Xiping. Seeing that Li Xiping had brought Yi Meimei into Ling Baobao's circle, Fan Huajing became jealous and went straight over to sit next to Ling Baobao, pressing herself tightly against her. Seeing this

, Ling Baobao thought: "Great! It seems Fan Huajing is determined to stick to me. Li Xiping has taken such a good opportunity!" She didn't resist, but gave Li Xiping a meaningful look, which he pretended not to notice. Everyone chatted and laughed. The afternoon sun was already setting, and the teacher quickly ordered everyone to leave, as they needed to return to the foot of the mountain before sunset. So everyone got back to work. Ling Baobao pulled Li Xiping to her side and asked mysteriously, "Brother! I was just joking, but you took it seriously. Tell me, how did you manage to invite our class beauty? Besides, she doesn't even know you!"

Li Xiping grinned lewdly and said, "She doesn't know me! But I know her! She's so beautiful, I wouldn't let her go! As for how I invited her, you guess!"

Now he was actually keeping me in suspense. Ling Baobao pulled Ma Dali to her side and asked. Ma Dali only said one sentence: "He must have made a bet with you. Li Xiping already knew you and Yi Meimei were having an affair, and he still doesn't understand!"

Ling Baobao laughed happily. This Li Xiping, he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve!

The group continued forward, and Fan Huajing still followed closely behind Ling Baobao, sometimes simply grabbing Ling Baobao's hand and having Ling Baobao drag her forward.

Just then, a loud "Ouch!" came from ahead. The group heading up the mountain suddenly panicked, shoving together like a swarm of bees. Old Wang quickly rushed to the group. It turned out that Yi Meimei and her classmates were chatting and laughing as they walked, so engrossed in their conversation that they forgot to watch their step. She had tripped on a protruding rock and twisted her ankle. The intense pain had caused beads of sweat to form on Yi Meimei's forehead. With Yiren Peak so close, this had happened. Old Wang looked at the group and said, "If you still want to go up Yiren Peak, I'll have the boys help you. If you don't want to go, then I'll have the boys help you first..." "Go down the mountain?"

Yi Meimei looked at everyone's eager eyes, knowing that it wasn't easy to come all this way. She felt bad if her injury bothered them, so she shook her head and said, "Teacher! I want to continue!"

Old Wang was about to find someone to help her up when he saw many boys raise their hands. Old Wang picked Ma Dali and Li Xiping. Ling Baobao could only watch with envy and reluctantly followed behind the three of them, watching Ma Dali and Li Xiping greedily hug Yi Meimei's slender waist

. Chapter 66 The Loneliness by the River The

main group finally arrived at Yiren Peak at four o'clock in the afternoon. Looking out from the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist were vast and mysterious. After lingering on the top of the mountain, Old Wang began to organize everyone to go down the mountain. The descent was quite fast, partly because everyone was hungry, and partly because going down the mountain didn't require as much effort as going up. However, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Yi Meimei were still walking at the back of the group. The three of them supported each other, and Yi Meimei limped slowly down the mountain. The three of them, drenched in sweat, reached the small farmhouse inn at the foot of the mountain, where it was already pitch black. They ate together, ten people gathered around a large round table, enjoying noodles, porridge, steamed buns, and a few simple stir-fried dishes and pickled vegetables. After the meal, they were given some free time. Fan Huajing pulled Ling Baobao along, Ma Dali and Li Xiping helped Yi Meimei, and Hu Chengwei held Xiao Yiting's hand. They all went out into a wide-open space. Distant lights twinkled, and lights occasionally flickered on the mountainside. The sky was filled with stars; everything seemed so clear, spacious, and romantic. They sat down by a small river flowing down from the mountain, the water making a cheerful tinkling sound. Fan Huajing gripped Ling Baobao's hand even tighter. They chatted idly for a while, then drifted off into their own little worlds.

Ling Baobao led Fan Huajing to a patch of grass behind the stream. The two lay on the grass, gazing at the vast starry sky. Fan Huajing's hands began to roam over Ling Baobao's body. The silent night made their surroundings feel exceptionally lonely. Ling Baobao's hands gently caressed Fan Huajing's smooth face. Fan Huajing's hands were like a broom, seemingly sweeping away impurities from Ling Baobao's body, sliding from her neck to her chest, then from her chest to her abdomen, and from her abdomen to her thighs. Fan Huajing's mouth murmured, making very soft sounds, like a whispered monologue. Fan Huajing's fragrant body lay beside Ling Baobao, her heaving breasts clearly visible in the moonlight. Ling Baobao began to feel aroused; desire surged within her like a flame. She suddenly rolled over and embraced Fan Huajing, eagerly roaming her body with her hands. Fan Huajing's tenderness, as always, intoxicated Ling Baobao in his moments of passion. Ling Baobao and Fan Huajing kissed each other, his hands caressing her small, delicate breasts, teasing the two adorable, rosy nipples. Fan Huajing quickly became breathless, gently pulling Ling Baobao's hand between her legs. Ling Baobao's hand caressed her lower body while he couldn't help but bury his face in her breasts, kissing them, his lips tracing the soft, white nipples down to her abdomen. Fan Huajing's abdomen was smooth and flat, without a trace of excess fat, her slender waist beautifully proportioned. Fan Huajing was agitated by Ling Baobao's kisses, panting as she said, "No...stop it, it's so...it's so itchy." Ling Baobao showed no sign of stopping, instead parting her legs and burying his face in her sensitive, moist depths, sucking and licking with his tongue, using all the techniques he'd learned from the videotapes. Fan Huajing's moans grew louder, her slender legs clamping tightly around Ling Baobao's head, her hands gripping his hair, her hips twisting and convulsing. Soon, she gasped for breath as she reached orgasm. Ling Baobao lifted his head from between Fan Huajing's legs, his mouth filled with the taste of her fluids, her buttocks soaked. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and his long-erect penis plunged into her secret place with a "plop." Fan Huajing groaned slightly, her brows furrowing, as Ling Baobao began thrusting. Fan Huajing's lower body was wet and hot, but the sensation was incredibly pleasurable. Ling Baobao, panting heavily, thrust rapidly, occasionally lowering his head to kiss Fan Huajing's lips. Fan Huajing's emotions were also aroused by Ling Baobao; she grabbed his arms with both hands, her slender, thin body writhing beneath him like a snake. Her moans were incredibly alluring, fueling Ling Baobao's passion. His movements became faster and faster until finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, pulling out his burning penis and ejaculating onto the grass beneath him. At that moment, Fan Huajing also let out a passionate moan, her whole body convulsing beneath me, her hands tightly gripping my neck, her legs clamping tightly around Ling Baobao's waist.

After the rain stopped, Ling Baobao and Fan Huajing lay embracing on the grass. Ling Baobao was panting heavily, while Fan Huajing curled up in his arms like a cat. Suddenly, a sensitive and tormenting question came to Ling Baobao's mind: Was Fan Huajing a virgin? Ling Baobao wasn't stupid; having watched numerous videos and read books on male and female anatomy, he was well-versed in male and female anatomy and related matters. However, seeing Fan Huajing's reaction after their first time together, this question arose in his mind, tormenting him. Several times he wanted to ask her directly, but for some reason, he didn't. He simply held Fan Huajing, silently watching the occasional shooting star streak across the sky.

Time passed slowly. Ling Baobao heard Ma Dali calling his name from afar, knowing it was time to return to the inn. The two dressed, and Ling Baobao hurried towards the river with Fan Huajing in his arms. The group reunited and headed towards the small inn in the village.

Back at the hostel, the group gathered together. Ma Dali spoke first, saying, "Yi Meimei truly lives up to her reputation as our class beauty. Her skin is so smooth! Li Xiping, don't you think so?"

Li Xiping swallowed hard, glaring at Ma Dali, and said, "How should I know? I just know you were taking advantage of the situation to grope her butt! Don't think I didn't know!"

Ma Dali was panting heavily, shouting, "Li Xiping, you're a coward! You don't even dare to admit what you did wrong. Even someone as cowardly as me, Ma Dali, admits it! I admit I touched Yi Meimei's butt, her waist, and her hand, and I even rubbed against her chest!"

Ma Dali acted like a righteous hero, completely disregarding Li Xiping.

Driven to desperation, Li Xiping retorted, "What kind of skill is it to steal from someone? If you're so capable, tell them you like them to their face, and actively pursue them. If you succeed, you'll sleep with them, and then I'll give you a thumbs up and admire you. I, Li Xiping, look down on petty theft!"

Ma Dali also became agitated, glaring at him and saying, "You said it yourself! I, Ma Dali, dare to bet in front of so many people that I will pursue Yi Meimei, and I also want to sleep with her and have my way with her. Don't be jealous or envious then; I'll show you what I, Ma Dali, am capable of!"

Ling Baobao had originally thought the two were just arguing, but who knew they were getting serious? She said, "Stop your fucking nonsense, Yi..." "Meimei's with Wu Dingtian right now, do you dare to go after her? Be careful Wu Dingtian breaks your arm and snaps your dick!"

After hearing Ling Baobao's words, Ma Dali chickened out again. He knew he couldn't mess with Wu Dingtian, so he curled up on the bed and stopped talking. At this moment, Li Xiping spoke up. He looked at Ling Baobao and said, "Baobao! I really like Yi Meimei, really. From today onwards, I'm going to pursue this girl! I don't care if it's Wu Dingtian or anyone else, as long as she doesn't reject me, I'll pursue her!"

Ling Baobao felt a chill in her heart after hearing this. Her brother had taken a liking to Yi Meimei, could she, as the older brother, stop him? Impossible! Judging from Li Xiping's tone, this guy really had his eye on Yi Meimei. Oh well! Let him be! As long as Yi Meimei agrees, it's up to him.

Ling Baobao said to Li Xiping, "If you like her, go for it! It's okay! We brothers will back you up if anything happens!"

Unexpectedly, Ma Dali, who was curled up, spoke up. He said with a grin, "Baobao! I like Yi Meimei too, will you support me?"

Li Xiping immediately cursed, "Get the fuck out of here! Stop pretending to be a big shot in front of others. What were you cowering for just now? Now that you hear Baobao say you support me, you start yelling. Are you itching for a fight?"

As Li Xiping spoke, he pounced on Ma Dali's bed, forcefully pulling Ma Dali's hands behind his back. Ma Dali grimaced in pain, but stubbornly insisted, "So you guys can like pretty girls, but I can't? Why? Let's compete fairly! Whoever gets her first is the real deal!"

Li Xiping tightened his grip, and Ma Dali, sweating profusely, snarled, "You're always bullying me! Try finding someone stronger than you and see what happens!"

Li Xiping was even angrier, forcefully pulling at Ma Dali's arm. Ma Dali's legs, pinned beneath Li Xiping, kicked wildly, yelling, "Broken! Broken!" "Alright!"

Ling Baobao patted Li Xiping's shoulder and said, "Xiping, forget it! Let him go! He's just bragging, you know that, why bother with him!"

Li Xiping released Ma Dali and said fiercely, "Ma Dali, let me tell you, I'm determined to pursue Yi Meimei. If you dare to mess around, don't blame me for not telling you beforehand, don't blame me for losing my brotherly loyalty!"

Ma Dali rolled off the bed, rubbed his shoulders hard, and said with a mournful face, "Why can't I pursue her? Free love, everyone is equal! As if Yi Meimei is yours..." " It's like food in a bowl, you have no chance? You know that? But I know that as long as Bao Bao goes, I guarantee she'll win before you!"

Ling Bao Bao angrily slapped Ma Dali on the back of the head, hitting him hard, and glared at him with a sullen face, saying, "Don't you know how to shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I won't care! I might as well let Xi Ping kill you! Always sticking out that stinky mouth, what are you smacking about! If you say another word, get out, you're not allowed to sleep in this room tonight, do you hear me?"

Ma Dali stopped talking, looked at the angry Ling Bao Bao, silently lowered his head, rolled over and lay down without moving.

Ling Baobao gave Li Xiping a cigarette and said, "Forget it, don't be angry! This guy just loves to talk nonsense. Just ignore it and don't take it to heart! If you really like Yi Meimei, go for it, what are you afraid of?"

Hu Chengwei, who had been standing silently beside them, spoke up. He looked at Ling Baobao but said to Li Xiping, "You guys should think about how to deal with Wu Dingtian first. Erchui left after getting into the sports academy, but we still have to stay with Wu Dingtian for three years! Wu Dingtian is suffering a loss now, but at least he challenged Erchui, which is something most people would consider honorable and prestigious!"

The others fell silent. Erchui was known throughout the school for his excellent physical abilities; his 100-meter dash and high jump were unmatched. It was said that the city's sports academy had already taken a liking to him and was just waiting for him to graduate so he could enter the academy.

"I think we need to think carefully about what to do next. Anyway, I feel like Wu Dingtian and we've really made an enemy of each other. We probably can't shake him off!"

Hu Chengwei's words immediately dampened the spirits of the group, leaving them worried and unable to sleep. Perhaps changing locations made it harder to fall asleep; Ling Baobao tossed and turned until Ma Dali beside him began snoring loudly, finally feeling a little sleepy. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard a faint conversation coming from the courtyard outside.

"Your business was good today, serving so many students, you must have made a lot?"

a woman said.

"Oh! So-so! Sister-in-law, you're doing just fine! Is your brother not here today? I see you've been doing all the work by yourself?"

a man said.

"Yes! Your brother went to the city to buy some furniture, he won't be back until tomorrow afternoon," the woman said.

"Oh! My wife also went to visit her mother, leaving me alone at home!"

the man said.

"Hey! What are you doing touching me like that? Aren't you afraid people will see us with so many students here!"

The woman's voice suddenly changed, becoming very weak.

"It's okay! Didn't you see? They're all asleep. Don't worry, sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! I've missed you so much these past few days, I..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, a soft smacking sound came from behind him. Ling Baobao, whose sleepiness had been abruptly interrupted, was furious and wanted to yell at him, but seeing everyone else asleep, she couldn't miss this opportunity. She gently tugged at Ma Dali's ear, but he didn't move. Ling Baobao then pinched his nose, causing him to gasp for air. Suddenly, Ma Dali sat up, looking at Ling Baobao groggily, and said angrily, "Baobao, are you crazy for not sleeping?"

Ling Baobao grabbed Ma Dali's ear and said, "Keep your voice down. I'll take you to see a good show. Want to?"

A glint of blue light appeared in Ma Dali's tired eyes as he whispered, "What show? What kind of show is this in the middle of the night?"

Ling Baobao tiptoed out of bed, Ma Dali following behind. The two bypassed their sleeping classmates and arrived at the door. Seeing only a faint light coming from the landlord's apartment in the spacious courtyard, they quietly closed the door and crouched down to the landlord's window. Because the window sill was low, they had to crouch there, motionless.

Chapter 67: The Male Landlord's Nighttime Affair.

Ling Baobao and Ma Dali heard noises inside and slowly got up to look through the window. They were astonished to see that the audacious landlord hadn't even drawn the curtains. They could see two figures inside: a woman standing by the door with her back turned; and the male landlord of the small inn entering the room and closing the door, then starting to kiss the woman.

"Second brother, no, no!"

the woman cried out, not entirely compliant.

"What do you mean 'no'? Listen to me! Have you forgotten what we agreed on? What did we say by the river? My wife isn't here, my brother isn't here, you're my wife now. It's only right that you kiss me, hug me, and do it with me. Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

The male landlord said in a gruff voice. "I don't want to right now. Besides, so many people live in this yard... Besides, I promised you I would definitely do it, but I don't want to right now."

The woman spoke intermittently, clearly not wanting to.

"I want to right now. Hurry up, before they come back, let's do it once."

The man was very forceful, leaving no room for negotiation.

"You... Second Brother, you're such a bastard. You've already done it once today."

The woman said weakly.

"The one this morning doesn't count. Hurry up, don't you want my Second Brother to see your horny ass?"

The man called Second Brother spoke very lewdly.

The woman didn't react, but the man called Second Brother had already started to unbutton the woman's jeans, pulling them down to her ankles. "Ah..."

The woman instinctively screamed, and Second Brother flipped her over, pinning her hands against the wall. The second man squatted behind the woman, beginning to caress her plump buttocks and kiss her slender waist. His fingers occasionally traced the inside of her thighs, slowly touching her private parts through her panties.

After a short while, the woman's shoulders were against the wall, her head pressed against it, indicating she was already aroused. The second man slowly pulled down the woman's panties, revealing her plump buttocks. He caressed and kissed them with great affection. The second man shifted his position, squatting directly behind Xiao'er. Because his head blocked Ling Baobao and Ma Dali's view, they couldn't see his face, but from the way he parted Xiao'er's buttocks with his hands and the position of his head, Ling Baobao and Ma Dali could clearly tell that he was licking her with his tongue.

"Oh...uh..."

The woman had already risen on her tiptoes, letting out a comfortable moan, seemingly beginning to enjoy the action.

Ling Baobao and Ma Dali stared blankly, barely daring to breathe, afraid their heavy breaths would disturb the adulterous couple. The second man slowly stood up, moving to the woman's side. He stroked her plump buttocks with his left hand, while his right hand reached between her legs.

"Oh..."

Accompanied by the woman's soft moans, the second man seemed to be pulling something out, gently thrusting his hand in and out.

"Hmm..."

The woman's breathing became heavy, seemingly growing increasingly aroused. "Slap!" The second man suddenly slapped the woman's buttocks hard. "Ah..."

The woman's soft scream was a mixture of pain and lust.

The second man continued thrusting his hand in and out, occasionally stroking and slapping the woman's already slightly reddened, plump buttocks. The second man's hand movements became faster and faster; with a soft "Ah," the woman's legs tensed more and more, and suddenly, as if all her strength had been drained, she collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Ling Baobao glanced at Ma Dali and noticed that his pants were already bulging, like a small umbrella.

The second man was standing behind the woman, his buttocks thrusting forward. Because he blocked Ma Dali and Ling Baobao's view, they couldn't see much, but they knew he was preparing to penetrate her from behind. "Ah..."

With a soft cry from the woman, the second man pressed her against the wall and began thrusting from behind. Ma Dali and Ling Baobao could only see his back and the woman's taut legs as she stood on tiptoe. Suddenly, the second man turned the woman around. Ling Baobao and Ma Dali could now see clearly that she was a pretty woman, but her brows were slightly furrowed, her breathing was rapid, her face was flushed, and she was moaning softly. Because her jeans were still on, her legs trembled slightly. The second man patted the woman's buttocks. The woman straightened up and took off her jeans.

"Get on the kang, lie down..."

came the second brother's voice from inside the room. The woman obediently took off her clothes and knelt on the bed like a little bitch, her snow-white buttocks sticking up. The second brother quickly stripped off his own clothes and jumped onto the bed, grabbing Xiao'er's slender waist and stroking her like a dog. Without the obstruction of clothes, each thrust was accompanied by the slapping sound of thighs hitting buttocks, along with the woman's shy moans. The second brother then grabbed the woman's arms with both hands, playing with her like a puppet, and continued to fuck her. The daughter's head was tilted back, still immersed in pleasure, panting heavily, occasionally making "oh oh" sounds, her two little feet crossed and sticking up.

The second brother turned the woman around, then hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and continued to thrust back and forth hard, until after a while, the second brother let out a deep roar like a wolf, then collapsed onto the woman like a wall that had been pushed down, panting heavily.

Ma Dali looked at Ling Baobao and unconsciously smiled, pointing to where they were sleeping. The two sneaked back into the room. Standing in front of the door, their two open umbrellas were quite conspicuous. They looked at each other, smiled awkwardly, and went back to bed.

The next day, the bus came to pick up students to return to school. Everyone crowded into the bus again, just like before, packed tightly together, skin to skin, head to head. Ma Dali, shaking his head, started daydreaming again. The scene from last night kept flashing through his mind. Now, surrounded by boys, Ma Dali pretended to be hot and quietly approached a familiar figure. This familiar figure was none other than the chubby girl from before. "Fate is really arranging things," he thought. "The girl I groped on the way here didn't resist. Opportunities are hard to come by, and it seems I have another chance today." Thinking this, Ma Dali walked to the girl's side and began his lewd actions again.

At first, he simply pressed his body against her back. The chubby girl was shorter than Ma Dali, and her buttocks were just at Ma Dali's thighs. Using the swaying of the car, he moved his hips, his already hard penis pressing against the cleft of her buttocks, rubbing against her. Through the thin clothes, he could feel the warm, fleshy texture of her body. Emboldened by lust, Ma Dali gradually increased the pressure, pressing his hips forward against her full, soft buttocks. His hard penis began to wriggle up and down and side to side in her buttocks, and he could feel the tender flesh of her buttocks being spread apart. Normally, under this pressure, she should have noticed, but in such a crowded situation, it couldn't be considered intentional molestation. Ma Dali gradually grew bolder, then swayed his hips, his lower abdomen pressing tightly against her buttocks. Ma Dali, bold and daring, forcefully pinched the plump buttocks of her white pants. Suddenly, the chubby girl turned her head, her brows furrowing slightly. Their eyes met, and Ma Dali's heart pounded. He was about to remove his hand when the chubby girl blushed and whispered, "Excuse me, classmate, please be gentle!" before quickly turning her head away. Ma Dali whispered back, "There are too many people, I can't help it."

Ma Dali secretly observed her face, half-hidden by her long hair; it was obvious her face had turned crimson. Ma Dali then began to caress her more freely. Under his increasingly unrestrained caresses, the chubby girl gradually stopped her futile struggles, and he could feel her body trembling slightly. Ma Dali gradually lowered his guard, wantonly playing with her body. One hand continued to caress her buttocks, while the other reached forward, advancing upwards. Because she was holding onto the horizontal bar with one hand, it was easy for Ma Dali to touch her full breasts. I continued moving my hand upwards through the gap until I could fully grasp her nipples, then kneaded them forcefully. My other hand reached forward, roughly slipping under her other armpit, grabbing both breasts simultaneously and fondling them with abandon. After about a minute, Ma Dali began a more aggressive assault, slipping his hands under her t-shirt and first caressing her smooth abdomen. Perhaps due to the heat and her nervousness, her skin was sticky with sweat. Her t-shirt clearly did little to stop Ma Dali's advances, instead becoming a tool to conceal him. When Ma Dali's hands gripped her two large breasts again, the feeling was indescribable. He leisurely savored the exquisite feel of her breasts while twisting her nipples with his fingers. The nipples were about the size of peanuts; he could almost feel the tiny folds on them. Soon, he clearly noticed her tender, soft nipples beginning to harden. Throughout this process, the chubby girl remained motionless, except when Ma Dali made larger movements, at which point she would slightly wriggle. He placed his palm on her lower abdomen and began to caress her genitals. Under such bold caresses, she began to wriggle again. The car traveled several dozen meters before screeching to a stop. Ma Dali was no longer satisfied with just her breasts. So, his left hand continued to alternately rub her two bare breasts under the cover of her t-shirt, while his right hand recklessly rubbed her private parts through her underwear, simultaneously attacking her sensitive areas from above and below. Then, Ma Dali gradually rolled down her pants. The chubby girl seemed bewildered by Ma Dali's bold harassment, turning back to glare at him a few times. Ma Dali pretended to look out the car window, ignoring her. She tried several times to cover herself with her handbag, but each time she touched my hand, she would frantically pull away. Thus, half-heartedly, Ma Dali pulled her pants down to her buttocks. Ma Dali glanced down, and the chubby girl's bare buttocks were immediately revealed to him; pink panties tightly hugged her two snow-white buttocks. Ma Dali suppressed his wildly beating heart and quickly pressed his body against hers to prevent being discovered. While stroking her, Ma Dali pressed his body tightly against hers, his erect penis rubbing against her soft buttocks through his thin pants.

Li Xiping happened to notice Ma Dali's actions. Standing at the back of the carriage, Li Xiping, who was craning his neck to look at the scenery, turned his head forward and saw a head shaking. He found it strange, and upon closer inspection, he realized it was Ma Dali. Wondering what the kid was up to now, Li Xiping quietly squeezed behind Ma Dali and observed him closely. Although the carriage was crowded, he could still catch glimpses of Ma Dali's lower body and hand movements

out of the corner of his eye. When Li Xiping saw Ma Dali so boldly groping around in the carriage, he felt it necessary to play a trick on him. Li Xiping turned around sharply, positioning his backside opposite Ma Dali's. Then, when the carriage jolted violently, he suddenly thrust his backside backward, shoving Ma Dali towards the girl. The immense inertia combined with the carriage's jolt caused Ma Dali to be pushed against the girl, who then pushed forward, resulting in a churning motion in the carriage and sharp screams from the crowd. Ma Dali quickly covered his exposed genitals with his hand, while the girl took the opportunity to pull down her pants. Both of them blushed with embarrassment. Li Xiping almost burst out laughing.

Ma Dali twisted his head to see who had bumped into him, and only then did he realize it was Li Xiping. Knowing Li Xiping was playing a trick on him, he pinched Li Xiping's butt hard. Li Xiping turned around and pinched Ma Dali's waist. As their actions escalated, the carriage became noisy. Their shouting and cursing began, neither giving an inch. The students nearby couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Stop it! Calm down! You'll be squeezed like a meat sandwich!"

Ma Dali was about to say something when Old Wang spoke up again: "Ma Dali! Why are you so troublesome? You were causing trouble on the way here, and you're causing trouble on the way back. If you cause any more trouble, I'll really make you get off the train, and you'll have to walk back to school yourself!"

The surrounding students started to jeer: "Get off!" "Get off the bus!

" Ma Dali pleaded with a grin, "Teacher Wang, I'm innocent! Someone was pushing me, that's why I spoke! Forget it! I admit it!"

Old Wang continued, "Don't feel wronged. Everyone knows you're no pushover. I won't say anything now, but I'll deal with you slowly when we get back to school!"

Hearing Old Wang say this, Ma Dali felt a chill in his heart and kept shouting, "Teacher! I'm innocent! I, Ma Dali, am innocent!"

Who knew that Ma Dali's howling would only cause a burst of laughter in the carriage. Everyone laughed heartily, and even the serious Old Wang couldn't help but laugh out loud

. Chapter 68 The Appearance of Fat Monk

Ling Baobao never dreamed that Fat Monk, who had disappeared for a long time, would reappear and open a small restaurant right at the school gate.

On the weekend, Ling Baobao took Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei to Qiao Jie's place to play billiards. However, as soon as they stepped out of the school gate, they spotted Fat Tuo wearing a chef's hat, a dirty white apron, his two thick arms crossed in front of his chest, and his eyes staring intently at the students coming out of the school gate. When Ling Baobao saw the fat monk, the fat monk also noticed him. The moment their eyes met, Ling Baobao shivered. The fat monk's obese body moved swiftly, rolling like a ball to Ling Baobao's side. He grabbed Ling Baobao by the collar and dragged him into the restaurant. Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei were startled and quickly followed. The fat monk pushed Ling Baobao behind a table, sat down in front of it, took out a cigarette with his fat fingers, lit it, and stared intently at Ling Baobao with his squinty eyes. Ling Baobao felt uneasy under his gaze and sat there motionless. The other three kept staring at the fat monk, wondering what he was going to do.

Through the swirling smoke, the fat monk said, "Kid, listen up! Tell the truth, and I'll let you go! You dare tell a lie—" Before he finished speaking, the fat monk picked up a gleaming cleaver from the cutting board and slammed it down hard on the thick chopping block. The cleaver sank deep into the block.

Ling Baobao was terrified, and the other three stood against the wall, not daring to breathe.

"Tell me, did you say those things because you were scared, or did someone teach you to?" The fat monk's fierce gaze sent chills down Ling Baobao's spine. "What things?" Ling Baobao wanted to know what the fat monk wanted to know. "Don't

you dare play dumb with me! It's what you said in the administration office! What you said in front of the principal!"

Fat Monk seemed enraged at this point, his eyes rolling back, his cheeks puffing out like a toad.

Seeing Fat Monk's angry expression, Ling Baobao knew she had to tell the truth, so she said softly, "That night when I went to return the account book, I was caught by Si Quan from the General Affairs Department. He told me to say this, otherwise I would have been taken to the police station and fired!"

After speaking, Ling Baobao stared intently at Fat Monk, wanting to see his reaction so she could react accordingly.

Fat Monk stared blankly for a long time before finally uttering, "If you're heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ling Baobao felt these words weren't directed at her. Fat Monk finished his cigarette, threw it at his feet, and stomped it hard with his heel, as if crushing a hated enemy. He got up, went outside, picked up a kitchen knife, and this action nearly made Ling Baobao collapse under the table in fright. Was he going to chop me up? Fat Monk took out a piece of kneaded dough and forcefully chopped it in half.

"Get out of here!"

Ling Baobao was terrified, her legs unable to move for a moment.

"What? You want me to carry you out?"

Fat Monk turned around and yelled at Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao quickly turned and walked out. Just as the four of them were about to leave Fat Monk's restaurant, Fat Monk shouted again, as if commanding a mountain: "Wait! Have you all eaten? If not, I still have some left!"

Ling Baobao repeatedly said they had eaten, but Fat Monk said, "Come back! All of you come back! Eat before you leave!"

As he spoke, Fat Monk took out four bowls and chopsticks, arranged them in a row, and then began scooping rice from the pot, pouring the stir-fried dishes over it. Ma Dali turned to look at Li Xiping, Li Xiping looked at Hu Chengwei, and Hu Chengwei looked at Ling Baobao. The four of them, unsure of what Fatty was up to, dared not move. Fatty shouted, "What! Aren't you going to eat? Are you afraid my food is poisoned or that it won't taste good?"

Ling Baobao thought, "Why not eat it? The stir-fried dishes look alright." She was the first to pick up her chopsticks and squat down to eat. Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei followed suit, eating heartily.

After finishing, Ling Baobao wiped her mouth and said, "Delicious! How much?"

Fatty only said two words: "Get lost!"

The four of them looked at each other, still uneasy, and prepared to pay, but Fatty roared again, "Get lost after you finish eating!"

The four of them quickly scurried towards the billiard hall. Ling Baobao thought Fatty's temper was very strange, but she could sense that despite his rough personality, he seemed to have a good heart. Just as Ling Baobao reached the entrance of the billiard hall... A loud, unusually intense argument erupted from behind. Ling Baobao turned around and saw a fat man wearing a chef's hat had grabbed a motorcycle. The motorcycle was screeching to life, but the strong fat man was holding on tightly to the back seat. The helmeted rider was leaning forward, his feet planted on the ground, but the motorcycle wouldn't budge an inch. Ling Baobao had certainly seen something new today; this fat man really did have the "Fat Monk's Charm" from Jin Yong's *The Deer and the Cauldron*. This scene seriously attracted the attention of teachers and students heading home after school. They gathered around, forming a circle, making it difficult for the motorcyclist to escape anytime soon. Finally, the motorcyclist had no choice but to dismount and remove his helmet. Ling Baobao looked closely—it was four circles!

It turned out that just as Ling Baobao turned to leave the restaurant with her group, Fat Tou Tuo was about to clear the table when he glanced up and saw a familiar figure riding a construction motorcycle, slowly weaving through the students. Fat Tou Tuo immediately rushed towards the motorcyclist like a gust of wind, leading to the scene Ling Baobao had witnessed at the beginning. Si Quan

took off his helmet, pouted, and glared angrily at Fat Tou Tuo, shouting, "You fatso! What are you doing?"

Fat Tou Tuo, still gripping the metal frame of the back seat, yelled back, "You crooked-mouthed Si Quan, don't fucking pretend with me! You call yourself a teacher? You're worse than an animal!"

Ling Baobao was quite surprised to hear this. Fat Tou Tuo was actually using his own invention; how interesting! It seemed Fat Tou Tuo approved of his judgment.

Upon hearing Fatty's words, especially in front of so many students and teachers, Si Quan felt humiliated and quickly retorted loudly, "You fatso, you stinky fatso! Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you have a few pounds of fat. I can't be a teacher, but you think you can? Bah! Let go of me, I can't be bothered with a boor like you!"

"I am a boor, I am a boor! You're right, I don't care about being a teacher. With trash like you around, who would want to go? Don't push me too far, or I'll expose all our secrets. I'll write them down on posters and plaster them all over the county high school gate. I want to see if you can still stay here!"

Fatty delivered a series of righteous and indignant words fluently.

Si Quan glanced at the crowd around him, then at Fat Tuo's cold expression, and surprisingly laughed again, a forced smile on his face. "Alright, my Fat Brother! Stop joking around. Look at all these people, all these teachers. Even if I don't care about face, you, my brother, still have yours, right? Stop talking! Stop talking! Come on! I'll treat you to a drink, and we'll talk this over properly!"

Fat Tuo hadn't expected Si Quan to change his expression so easily, but he remained firm and said, "Misunderstanding! Don't give me that nonsense! I know you! I won't say any more! Come on, let's go to my new shop and clear things up. If we don't clear things up, I'm telling you, we're not done yet. I'll stand right here at the entrance of the county high school, and I'll make sure your name is etched into my memory!"

Si Quan looked at Fat Tuo hesitantly, sighed, and pushed his motorcycle into the restaurant.

Ling Baobao realized that Fatty Tuo must have something on Si Quan, otherwise he wouldn't be so obedient. He used this as an excuse to expel Fatty Tuo, which seemed premeditated or premeditated. It just so happened that Ling Baobao stole the account book, so he used this as an excuse to lash out and, together with the principal, expel Fatty Tuo. But he didn't expect Fatty Tuo to be no ordinary person; just the fact that he ran such a small restaurant near the school gate showed that he had ulterior motives!

Ling Baobao originally didn't want to get involved in these adult affairs, but he was also facing many problems that gave him a headache. He had no choice but to be vigilant and observe the situation.

Xiao Min, wearing a red sweater, sat at a table near the entrance of the billiard hall, her low-cut neckline revealing her breasts. Most of the students and young men passing by would glance at her; some shy students would blush and be too ashamed to look up. The bolder students and young men would occasionally glance at Xiao Min's chest, their eyes filled with lust. Xiaomin ignored the stares directed at her, focusing solely on the television on the table. Occasionally, she would glance around the hall, noting when someone finished a game, then get up and write it down on the blackboard. Several tally marks and incomplete tally marks were written on the blackboard. When Xiaomin saw Ling Baobao arrive with her classmates, her expression immediately changed. She smiled slightly and greeted Ling Baobao, saying, "There are a lot of people today, and there aren't any empty tables. You guys wait a bit, or you can play cards for a while. Have some of these peanuts I just bought today!"

Xiaomin reached into the drawer and pulled out a deck of cards and a bag of peanuts. Ma Dali reached for a peanut and started eating, saying, "Boss, I feel like you're really good to our baby. Every time we come, it's always food or drinks. Is he your younger brother?"

Ling Baobao turned around and kicked Ma Dali in the butt, but Xiao Min wasn't angry and said with a smile, "So what! He is my younger brother! You little rascal, even food can't shut you up! If you say another word, you can't eat anymore!"

Ma Dali quickly smiled and said, "Boss! Don't be angry! I was just saying! How about I acknowledge you as my older sister, or you acknowledge me as your younger brother?"

Ling Baobao got annoyed and glared at Ma Dali, saying, "Kid! Are you done yet? If you keep talking like this, I won't bring you here anymore! You can wander around by yourself!"

Ma Dali winked at Ling Baobao and said awkwardly, "Come on! Have some peanuts, these peanuts are good!"

Four people sat around a table eating peanuts and playing cards. At the innermost table, someone kept shouting loudly, which was quite jarring. They were also repeatedly banging their cues against the edge of the table. Xiaomin, unable to bear it any longer, loudly reminded them, "Hey! You guys! Playing pool isn't fighting. The cues and the table aren't bothering you, so please tap them gently, okay?"

To her surprise, a defiant voice came from inside: "What! I paid to play here and you're unhappy about me tapping a few times!"

Xiaomin was about to say something more when Lingbao stopped her with a hand gesture and loudly called out to the hall, "It's fine! If you want to tap or bang, go ahead. You'll have to pay for it if you break it! Don't try to deny it later!"

"Fuck you! It's none of your business if I play pool! Anyone who interferes, I'll cripple them!"

A sharp shout came from inside the hall, instantly silencing the noise. Everyone turned to look at Lingbao.

Ling Baobao and her friends were quite taken aback by the arrogant tone of the words. They couldn't believe such a person existed. So, they threw down their cards, each lighting a cigarette, and headed into the hall to see what kind of person this was—someone who spoke like a mad dog.

Ling Baobao reached the pool table at the far end and realized it was two young men from the streets playing pool. Why did Ling Baobao assume they were from the streets? Because both had bright yellow hair—one had a buzz cut, the other had hair past his ears. At that time, students were strictly forbidden from dyeing their hair, especially such yellow hair. But many young men from the streets pursued fashion and dared to experiment with their hairstyles. The crew-cut man, a cigarette dangling from his mouth and an earring like a woman, glared at Ling Baobao and her three companions as they approached, shouting, "What! Want to fight! And you brought three people! Are you a student?! Get lost! Don't you dare meddle in my business, or you'll leave standing up!"

The crew-cut man spoke decisively, without mincing words.

The long-haired man, however, continued aiming at his ball, not even glancing at Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao was furious at these two young men of similar height. If they were students, he would have attacked them without hesitation, but these were thugs, not to be trifled with; a mistake could lead to endless trouble. At this moment, Xiaomin walked over, pushed Ling Baobao aside, stood between Ling Baobao and the crew-cut man, and said, "Baobao! It's okay! You can go! Go back to school! Let them be arrogant, it doesn't matter! If they break the cue stick, we can just not ask them to pay for it!"

But then the long-haired man spoke up. His long hair covered his eyes, so it was impossible to see who he was talking to.

"Arrogant! We're both arrogant, fuck you, who are you calling arrogant? Say it again if you dare! Don't think you're so great just because you're a girl, I'd take care of any girl!"

Xiaomin turned around and said to Changmao, "You little brat, you dare to mess with me? You dare to mess with me now? Look how arrogant you are! What's wrong with saying a few words to you? You're not happy about it! Look how capable you are, you play ball, you throw your cue stick and I can't say anything to you! I said one word and you start cursing, you think you're right!"

Changmao didn't expect Xiaomin to get so angry that he couldn't say a word for a long time. The crew-cut man didn't say anything, but just pushed Xiaomin, making her fall into Ling Baobao's arms. Ling Baobao was really angry. She hadn't wanted to mess with these thugs, but seeing how arrogant the crew-cut guy was, she couldn't stand it anymore. It was time to act

. Chapter 69: Two Hammers Save the Day.

Ling Baobao walked up to the crew-cut guy, looked at him contemptuously, and said fiercely, "Say sorry right now, and I'll let you go. If you're arrogant again, I'm telling you, you'll regret it!"

The crew-cut guy's eyes swept over Ling Baobao, he took a deep drag of his cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke towards her. Ling Bao slapped the man's face defiantly and said, "What! What can you do to me if I don't say anything! Look at how capable you are! Get lost! Do you hear me? Stop pretending to be a hero here!"

Ling Bao stepped forward and slapped the man across the face, leaving five red finger marks. The man was enraged and swung his pool cue at Ling Bao's head. Ling Bao dodged the cue, grabbed it with both hands, and then kicked the man in the groin, making him squat on the ground for a long time. Seeing that the crew-cut man had made a move, Long Hair also swung his cue and charged at Ling Baobao. Unexpectedly, Li Xiping grabbed him from behind by the neck and threw him to the ground. The two lay there, still cursing. Ling Baobao raised her cue, walked over, squatted down, and said to the village entrance, "You dare say another word? You dare say another word? Let me hear it. If you dare say another word today, I'll kill you right here, you believe me?"

The crew-cut man, seeing Ling Baobao's bloodthirsty eyes, remained silent for a long time, only muttering under his breath. Xiao Min said to the two, "You two should leave now! I won't charge you for the games today!"

The two got up, looked at Ling Baobao, and were about to leave when Ling Baobao said, "Is it really that easy? Hurry up and pay up! You'll pay for each game you play!"

The two hurriedly pulled out some money and threw it on the pool table, glared at each other, and then rushed outside. Ma Dali laughed and said, "Baby, I didn't expect you to be so cunning in a fight. You almost crippled his manhood! You're amazing, I've learned something new today!" Ling

Baobao said, "Xiping's takedown was really awesome! He took down that long-haired guy in one go!"

The group chatted and laughed, but Xiaomin muttered in a low voice, "Why did you students mess with these thugs? What if they cause you trouble later?" Ling Baobao frowned, thinking, "

Yes, these are the thugs who hang around the school, scamming students out of their money and food. I never expected to be the one to deal with them today. But I still need to be careful, just in case!"

The group decided to play a few rounds before heading back to school. Ling Baobao was on a winning streak, winning several rounds in a row, and was really enjoying himself when suddenly a crowd gathered at the entrance of the pool hall. There were about a dozen people, all with thick blond hair, very conspicuous and glaring from a distance. Among them were the crew-cut and long-haired guys who had run away earlier. The crew-cut and long-haired guys approached Ling Baobao and said contemptuously, "You little brat! You've got guts, hitting us and not running away but daring to keep playing pool here. You've got guts, weren't you just bullying us because you outnumbered us? Now we've got our help too, let's see if you still dare to do it!" Ma

Dali, terrified, had already positioned himself near the window. He thought it would be a good idea to climb over there during their escape, so he slowly approached the window. Li Xiping stood beside Ling Baobao, while Hu Chengwei stood behind her.

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "You were in the wrong first. You were swearing and you pushed people first. Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you brought so many men. You're useless!" The crew-

cut man hadn't expected Ling Baobao to be so tough and was momentarily at a loss. The long-haired man, however, said to one of the short, blond-haired men, "Brother Jun, this is the guy who hit us earlier!"

The man called Brother Jun also had a full head of blond hair, but he was short and looked rather sleazy. What set him apart from the others was that his face was covered in pockmarks. The pockmarked man walked up to Ling Baobao and said, "You hit my brother earlier, so I won't say I'm bullying you. I'll have two of them against you, fair and square. What do you think?"

Ling Baobao smiled disdainfully and said, "It's okay!" "Come on, come on!"

The atmosphere instantly tensed up in the entire billiards hall. The students who had been focused on playing all stopped and spontaneously gathered around. Just as Xiaomin was about to pull Ling Baobao away, Ling Baobao smiled and said to Xiaomin, "Boss, it's okay! Don't worry, I can handle it! At worst, I'll just have to stay in the hospital for a few days to recover! Don't worry!"

Xiaomin wanted to say something, but Ling Baobao had already pushed her aside. Li Xiping stood beside Ling Baobao without moving away. Ling Baobao smiled and said to his three brothers, "It's okay! Consider today my training! I took on two against one, it's not shameful! You guys step aside, don't worry, I'm not made of paper!"

The three hesitated and stepped aside. Ling Baobao stood up and said, "You two come at me, what are you waiting for!"

Before Ling Baobao could finish speaking, the crew-cut man jumped and rushed over, kicking Ling Baobao as he jumped. Ling Baobao gracefully stepped back, and the crew-cut man missed. Just as Ling Baobao was about to use the momentum to punch the crew-cut man, the long-haired man rushed over from the side, letting out a sharp scream. His fist was outstretched and almost hit Ling Baobao's face. Ling Baobao turned his head slightly and was kicked in the butt by the crew-cut man. Seeing that the two were dealing with him, Ling Baobao knew he had to be smart to deal with them. So, he slowly backed away, placing both of them in front of him. Watching the skinny crew-cut man and the long-haired man for any movement, the crew-cut man, impatient, rushed towards Ling Baobao and grabbed her waist. Seeing this, the long-haired man immediately punched Ling Baobao's face. Ling Baobao quickly used her waist to twist around, throwing the crew-cut man off balance. But the crew-cut man didn't let go, still holding on tightly. The long-haired man, seeing Ling Baobao being held, thought, "This time you can't escape!" But then Ling Baobao twisted around, and his punch missed, hitting Ling Baobao's right shoulder instead. He lost his balance and his finger cracked. The long-haired man gritted his teeth in pain, but stubbornly refused to let anyone see or laugh at him. Ling Baobao quickly reached behind and pried the crew-cut man's hands off. She leaned back, causing him to lose his balance and fall in front of her. Taking advantage of the moment, Ling Baobao raised her knee and struck him hard in the chin. Blood immediately spurted from his chin, staining his neck crimson. Seeing this, the long-haired man let out a strange cry and charged towards Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao dodged and then kicked him hard. The long-haired man, losing his balance, was kicked against a wall and couldn't get up for a long time on a pile of garbage.

The pockmarked man called "Brother Jun" was furious that his brothers were so incompetent, being defeated one by one after only a few exchanges. His face puffed up like a frog. He then said to the crowd behind him, "What the hell are you all looking at? Are you watching a show or seeing someone lose face? Go teach this bastard a lesson!"

With that, the group surged forward, ready to gang up on Ling Baobao.

Li Xiping hadn't expected Ling Baobao to be such a formidable fighter, managing to subdue the two men in such a short time. However, he was also surprised by the leader's lack of sportsmanship, sending his entire gang to help. Li Xiping quickly stood beside Ling Baobao and whispered, "Baobao, you're really going to see the world today!"

Hu Chengwei also stood behind Ling Baobao, his eyes warily scanning their surroundings. Ma Dali trembled violently, too scared to move, his lips quivering, the loud clanging of his teeth echoing throughout the billiard hall. Suddenly,

Xiao Min stepped in front of Jun Ge, pulling out two packs of cigarettes and offering them to him, saying, "You guys can't just bully a few students, especially since they're younger than you. Let it go, take these cigarettes. I'll buy you more later if you need more! How about that?"

Unexpectedly, Jun Ge, the leader, leered at Xiao Min's ample bosom and greedily said, "Are you trying to fool us? You think two packs of cigarettes will settle things? You underestimate us! Your bosom is quite well-developed..." " I'll let them go if you don't let me kiss them a few times!"

Ling Baobao cursed. "You son of a bitch, don't be so spineless, bullying others with your power. If you've got the guts, let's have a one-on-one fight, dare you? Stop bullying women!" But Jun Ge

wasn't fooled. He grinned and said, "I'm going to bully you today because I outnumber you. What? You're not happy? What are you looking at? Get the hell out of here!"

The group attacked as a whole, and the pool hall was instantly a mess. Cue sticks flew everywhere, and pool balls were scattered all over the floor. Students rushed outside. Ling Baobao and her friends couldn't hold on for long. If there had been fewer people on the other side, they could have managed. But with so many of them, it was like four or five against one, and they clearly had the upper hand. Before long, the four of them had bruises on their faces and were covered in footprints. They were all in a sorry state.

Just as Ling Baobao was feeling disappointed and frustrated, covering her head and enduring the beating, while Ma Dali was howling in pain, a very capable voice shouted at the group to stop them. The man called Brother Jun turned around and looked towards the door, seeing a group of unfamiliar people entering the billiard hall. As the group entered, Ling Baobao immediately recognized him—the familiar, infamous man: Er Chui. It turned out that he and his friends had come to the billiard hall to play, but saw students running out, so he grabbed one of them and asked, "What's going on? Why are you running?"

The student said that a group of thugs were beating up several students, and it was a fierce fight. Er Chui quickly ran in and stopped the group.

Erchui approached Huangmao Junge, looked at the pockmarked man, and said, "Stop hitting him! Don't bully students, don't pick on the weak!"

Junge grinned and said, "Where did this brat come from? What's it to you! I'm willing to teach students a lesson, especially those from the county high school. If I don't like them, I'll teach them a lesson. What? You're a student too?"

Erchui smiled, his resolute eyes bright, and said, "Oh! Yes, I'm a senior! You wouldn't want to teach me a lesson too, would you?"

"Hehe! Oh! You've already confessed! If you cause any more trouble, I'll teach you a lesson too. One more won't hurt!"

Junge picked his nose, pulled out a dark, gooey substance, and started wiping it on Erchui's body. Before Junge's hand could even get close, Erchui grabbed Junge's wrist, twisted it, pressed it down, and instantly, Junge's arm was twisted behind his back, and he started babbling incoherently. The group of people who had been gathering around saw their leader being subdued and hurriedly swarmed around him. Er Chui remained calm, trapped inside the circle, one hand tightly gripping Jun Ge's wrist. Er Chui's buddies, on the other hand, calmly took out cigarettes and observed everything before them.

Erchui coldly said, "You're a disgrace to be a thug. If you're so capable, go find someone in the underworld to bully. Don't go around the school area picking on students all day. It's so shameful. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

Jun Ge grimaced, trembling, whether from pain or something else, and said, "Fuck your mother! You dare let me go? I'll beat you to a pulp. So what if I bully students? Did I bully your mother? What are you getting so worked up about?"

Erchui thought this guy was an utter scoundrel. He figured he wouldn't be convinced unless he was taught a lesson. So he let go and said, "You said you'd beat me to a pulp if you let me go. I'm letting you go now. You try it if you dare. Let's see who's beating the ground."

Jun Ge glanced at Erchui and said, "Who the hell is so stupid as to fight you one-on-one? We're all about gang fights. Brothers, let's all attack together and kill this bastard!"

Erchui didn't expect this pockmarked blond guy to be such a shameless thug. Trying to reason with him was like a scholar meeting a soldier. So, he decisively decided to teach these shameless scoundrels who prey on students all day a lesson.

Erchui's brothers gathered around, but they were clearly outnumbered and were surrounded. At this moment, Ling Baobao rushed over, shouting, "Brother Erchui, let's deal with these unruly, unethical bastards!"

Erchui looked at the student calling him "brother," completely bewildered. He didn't recognize him. Ling Baobao continued, "Today, let's show them that students aren't easy to bully!"

Jun Ge looked at Erchui and asked suspiciously, "You're the Erchui they always talk about? You don't seem to have three heads and six arms. Looks like we'll have to test your mettle today. Otherwise, everyone keeps saying how awesome you are, but who knows if it's just bragging or if you're really that good!"

Erchui replied easily, "It's nothing! Just a hollow reputation. We'll see when you're crawling on the ground with your teeth!"

At Jun Ge's signal, the blond-haired youths gathered around started fighting. Soon, the billiard hall turned into chaos, with people fighting, shouting, and things flying everywhere. But Erchui remained calm and composed, as if he could predict his opponents' moves and defenses. He took down one person in a few moves, and soon he had all the blond-haired guys around him on the ground. At this moment, the blond-haired guys' leader, Jun Ge, panicked. Seeing his blond-haired friends being knocked down one by one, he didn't expect these students to be so powerful. Just as he was thinking of running away, a dark shadow attacked and struck him in the face. Instantly, the sky darkened, and Jun Ge collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud. 11-13

70. Chapter 70 You're a beast

Erchui, like an enraged leopard, rushed through the crowd with lightning speed and delivered a heavy punch to the blond-haired Jun Ge, striking him hard in the cheek. Instantly, Jun Ge collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud. Jun Ge's fall silenced the blond-haired guys. Erchui stood in the middle of the hall and shouted: Stop! The previously noisy and boisterous crowd stopped, clearly dividing into two lines on either side. Erchui shouted, "I'm going to count to ten now. If you don't get out of here by now, I'll tear you apart and throw you into the dry ditch in the locust grove!" Huangmao was stunned for a moment, then quickly helped Jun Ge up from the ground and scurried away. Erchui and his brothers laughed loudly, surprised at how cowardly these people were. They laughed heartily and heartily. Ling Baobao quickly went over and said, "Brother! Thank you for saving me in my time of need. How about I treat you to dinner and drinks later?"

Er Chui looked at Ling Baobao and said with a smile, "Oh! I didn't come here specifically to save you. I originally came here to play pool, but I saw you and came out to help!"

Ling Baobao was surprised that Er Chui was so kind and approachable, without any airs at all, and was very happy. He quickly said, "My name is Ling Baobao, I'm from Class 5 of the first year of high school. Brother Er Chui, you and your buddies hang out, it's on me today, how about it?"

Er Chui looked at this unassuming first-year high school student and felt that this kid exuded a kind of admirable strength and intelligence. Er Chui looked at Ling Baobao and said, "You've already called me brother, it wouldn't be right for me to refuse. Okay! It's on you today!"

Ling Baobao asked Ma Dali to buy a few packs of cigarettes and gave them to Er Chui. Er Chui didn't smoke, so Ling Baobao distributed the cigarettes to Er Chui's brothers. After that, Ling Baobao and Er Chui chatted and laughed, getting along very well.

As evening approached, Ling Baobao insisted on treating Erchui to dinner, but Erchui said, "Alright, you've already done a good job by treating me to pool. If I make you treat me again, I'll lose face. People will think I, Erchui, extorted you! Haha! No need! We can play together sometime!"

With that, Erchui left with his brothers, and Ling Baobao saw them off to the street outside the hall.

Ling Baobao hadn't expected the events of the past few days to be so convoluted. Although she'd been beaten up by Huang Mao, she'd met Erchui, the bully of the county high school—a blessing in disguise.

Xiao Min, terrified during the fight, had already hidden herself in a small room in the corner of the hall. She only came out hurriedly after Erchui had dealt with the others, cleaning up the mess. Ling Baobao, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei also helped tidy up the messy pool hall, and in no time, they had it spotless again. Xiao Min insisted that a few of them stay while he went to buy some cold dishes and braised meat for everyone to eat together, as a way to calm their nerves. Ling Baobao agreed, so the group sat down around the table near the entrance. Soon, Xiao Min returned with a large selection of cold and hot dishes, as well as meat. Everyone picked up the already poured beer and clinked glasses, hoping to bid farewell to their bad luck.

Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei introduced themselves to Xiao Min, who readily accepted, saying, "Just call me 'sister' from now on. Come visit me anytime; it'll be free for you." This delighted the four men, who quickly raised their glasses to toast Xiao Min, calling her "sister" to express their gratitude.

The group ate and drank heartily, but as the traffic outside thinned and life grew quieter, they finished eating and drinking. Ling Baobao was about to get up to leave, but Xiao Min said, "Ma Dali, you guys go first! I want to say a few words to Baobao!"

Ma Dali chuckled, his face as red as a monkey's bottom, and mumbled, "Baobao! You're calling me so affectionately, Sister Min, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Xiao Min slapped Ma Dali across the face and said, "You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth. Of all these people, you're the one with the most scheming and malicious thoughts. What are you thinking about all day?"

Ma Dali felt awkward and was forcibly dragged away from the billiard hall by Li Xiping. Hu Chengwei looked at Ling Baobao, wanting to say something, but then closed his mouth, nodded to Ling Baobao, and left. Only Ling Baobao and Xiao Min remained in the hall.

Xiaomin's face was flushed from drinking, and like a shy ostrich, she buried her head deep in her collar. Ling Baobao stared blankly at Xiaomin and said, "What do you want to say? Hurry up, or I might not be able to get back!"

Xiaomin suddenly raised her head, chuckled, and said seductively, "What do I want to say? I don't have anything to say. What I want to say is that you were very brave today, very manly!"

Ling Baobao's face was so red it felt like it was about to explode. She swallowed hard and said, "I have always been a man, ever since that time!"

Xiaomin pretended not to understand and asked, "After which time? I don't know."

Ling Baobao knew that Xiaomin was pretending to be stupid, so she ignored her and said, "From now on, lock the door and close the windows tightly before you go to bed at night, so that those blondies won't come and cause trouble!"

As soon as Ling Baobao finished speaking, Xiaomin burst into tears, crying... The scene was utterly tragic, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Her lips trembled as she said, "I live alone, I sleep alone, what else can I do? When I'm scared, I just turn on the TV and leave it on. Who else can keep me company, sit beside me, comfort me, and make me feel less afraid?"

Ling Baobao was speechless. Xiao Min had drunk too much, and she probably thought about unhappy things when she spoke. She realized she had said

the wrong thing and quickly said, "You're so beautiful, there must be many people who like you. You should find someone who likes you! That way I can rest easy!" Xiao Min suddenly stood up, walked to Ling Baobao, looked at her with bewildered eyes, cupped Ling Baobao's eyes in her hands, and said wistfully, "Baobao, I think about you every night, you know?"

Ling Baobao's heart began to surge, like a stone had stirred up ripples. This beautiful woman's passionate gaze was like a soul-snatching sword, stealing her soul, leaving only an empty shell standing there.

A flush rose on Xiaomin's delicate, fair cheeks. Her smooth, white skin seemed almost transparent under the light, crystal clear. A light blue-gray t-shirt and a white A-line skirt outlined Xiaomin's graceful figure, while sheer nylon stockings and white high heels sculpted her perfectly shaped calves—all of which made Ling Baobao drool. The impulse and stimulation of the alcohol made Ling Baobao unable to control himself; he reached out to lift her skirt. A corner of Xiaomin's snow-white skirt was pulled up, revealing a white silk slip and two shapely thighs encased in flesh-colored stockings. The thin, elastic nylon stockings were semi-transparent, shimmering softly under the spotlight. The beautiful thighs encased in stockings revealed glimpses of her fair skin, complemented by white stilettos, making her incredibly alluring. Ling Baobao's left arm was wrapped around Xiao Min's waist, while her right hand continued to caress her under her skirt, feeling the alluring female body. Ling Baobao's right hand had already slid down the inside of Xiao Min's thigh all the way to the sensitive, hidden place where her legs met, and began to press it with a firm yet gentle touch.

Xiaomin felt a long-lost tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body, like an electric shock, and her body immediately went limp. Xiaomin's legs clamped tightly together, trying to lessen the impact of Ling Baobao's caresses. Ling Baobao, of course, knew this, and feeling Xiaomin's body temperature with his fingers, he probed even more vigorously. Xiaomin soon felt her mouth dry and her eyes dizzy. Ling Baobao then began to shamelessly knead her round, soft buttocks, his left hand releasing Xiaomin's waist and reaching behind her to unbutton her skirt. One button, two buttons, then a "squeak" sound, and Xiaomin felt her tight waist loosen, knowing that the buttons and zipper of her skirt were undone. Ling Baobao began to pull the skirt down, exposing the soft, beautiful curves of Xiaomin's lower body and a section of smooth, snow-white skin on her waist and abdomen to Ling Baobao's burning gaze. Stimulated by her flawless white skin, Ling Baobao was consumed by lust. How could he stop? Without a word, he sat on Xiao Min, quickly removing her high heels and tossing them aside. Then, he pulled down the sides of her nylon stockings. The stockings were ripped down to her mid-thighs, revealing her off-white silk panties. The low-waisted thong barely covered the most intimate part between her legs, leaving Xiao Min's slender waist and long, beautiful thighs completely exposed. Her fair, delicate skin was smooth and soft, like snow-white tofu. Ling Baobao leaned down and kissed her passionately. He breathed heavily, licking Xiao Min's inner thighs with his wet, rough tongue, and even lifted the edge of her panties to peek at her rounded pubic area. Unable to penetrate her private parts immediately, Ling Baobao instead lifted her thighs, caressing her soft, white flesh, entering a state of frenzied ecstasy. Ling Baobao remained unmoved. He reached out and lifted Xiaomin's blue-gray t-shirt, grabbing and kneading her firm breasts through her bra. He was fascinated by her incredibly elastic, cone-shaped breasts, holding them in his hands for a long time. He pulled the V-neck of Xiaomin's t-shirt open until her smooth, rounded shoulders were revealed, then pulled it down, almost tearing the neckline, until it was slowly pulled down over Xiaomin's delicate arms. The silk lace bra was gradually revealed, and Xiaomin's top was pulled down to her chest and waist. Ling Baobao lifted Xiaomin's legs and easily pulled off the t-shirt, tossing it aside. Ling Baobao reached out and unhooked Xiaomin's bra, and the off-white three-quarter cup immediately loosened, revealing her firm, white breasts trembling in his hands. Ling Baobao smelled the scent emanating from the bra cups and let out a wicked laugh. Then Ling Baobao slipped his hand inside Xiaomin's panties and pulled them down, the panties sliding down to mid-thigh. He ripped them off, finally revealing Xiaomin's alluring and radiant body. Completely naked before Ling Baobao, his breathing quickened. Facing this ivory-carved beauty, his blood was boiling. The moment Ling Baobao's skin touched Xiaomin, they both shuddered. Xiaomin's warm, soft skin was exceptionally delicate, comparable to a baby's. Ling Baobao leaned down, savoring this perfect body. He kissed her snow-white face, her snow-white neck, her snow-white shoulders. He sucked on the two rosy, tender nipples on her snow-white mounds, his hands caressing every inch of Xiaomin's body. The whiteness and softness of this beautiful body drove him into a frenzy of lust. Ling Baobao's mouth continued its downward journey, finally reaching between her open, white legs. Xiaomin felt an unbearable itch in her lower body. At first, she could grit her teeth and endure it, but later it felt as if her limbs and bones were trembling from the inside out. Finally, she groaned loudly, "Mmm..."

Streams of clear nectar flowed out continuously, quickly making Xiaomin's mysterious forest ripple with moisture. Ling Baobao grasped Xiaomin's firm, snow-white breasts with both hands, pinching and nibbling at the two bright red nipples. Xiaomin's crystal-clear breasts felt like soft, white almond cake to the touch. Ling Baobao's hands held them tightly, unable to let go. The delicate skin could only bulge slightly under his pressure. Ling Baobao thrust in and out of Xiaomin's body for a while, increasing the frequency. Xiaomin's consciousness vanished. She began to groan. The impact on her sensitive areas completely captivated her. Ling Baobao's kneading and caressing sent her to the heights of orgasm.

As Ling Baobao collapsed with a thud, the world became completely quiet. The body beneath her, radiating magical power, was like a bottomless black hole, tempting and attracting Ling Baobao's easily agitated heart. Looking at Xiao Min, who seemed to be savoring the moment, Ling Baobao felt an indescribable sensation. She felt completely controlled by this woman, unable to leave her side even for a moment.

The night was silent, save for the occasional roar of passing cars and the barking of a neighboring village dog. Now, only their heavy breathing remained. Ling Baobao got up and lit a cigarette. The intense exercise had sobered her up considerably. After smoking and gazing at the beautiful, white body for a while, she prepared to leave this seductive place.

Xiao Min remained motionless, like a statue, looking at Ling Baobao with a smile, and said, "You're just an animal, an immature animal!"

Ling Baobao was pleased with Xiao Min's description of her; the implication was clear to everyone. Ling Baobao started getting dressed when Xiao Min grabbed his arm and asked, "Do you really have to leave? Come with me tonight and don't go back!"

"No, I still have to go back!"

Ling Baobao was afraid that if he didn't make up his mind, he wouldn't be able to leave this magical house.

Xiao Min didn't stop Ling Baobao anymore. Only after Ling Baobao finished dressing did Xiao Min say, "Give me a cigarette!"

Ling Baobao lit a cigarette and gave it to Xiao Min. Xiao Min was still lying naked on the bed, her figure exuding a ghostly allure. She gently exhaled a smoke ring and said resentfully, "Get out of here!"

Ling Baobao didn't look into Xiao Min's eyes. He was afraid that if he did, he wouldn't be able to go back. After he got up and left, he heard a heavy sigh coming from inside.

71. Chapter 71 Dealing with Old

Chen The next day, Ling Baobao learned how powerful those blond-haired guys were. Unemployed youths from nearby villages gathered around the school every day, making a living by defrauding students and extorting money. These people were used to bullying students, and when they suddenly encountered ruthless characters like Ling Baobao and Er Chui, they were no match for them. They were caught off guard and were beaten and fled by Er Chui and Ling Baobao. Huang Mao's leader, Brother Jun, obviously could not accept this situation. His territory was being bullied by students, by a group of students he had bullied. Had the world changed? Brother Jun vowed to teach Er Chui a lesson and give this most famous Er Chui in the county high school a good lesson.

While Ling Baobao, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei were having breakfast, they ran into Yi Meimei, who hadn't gone home and was spending the weekend in the dormitory. Yi Meimei had sprained her ankle while visiting Yiren Peak, so while her classmates went home or went out, she could only limp along with her lunchbox to get food. All four of them saw Yi Meimei at the same time. Ma Dali was about to help when Li Xiping forcefully pushed him down into a chair. Ling Baobao felt embarrassed and bitter; it seemed she would have to give up her crush, Yi Meimei, to her brother. There was nothing she could do but think about and fantasize about this girl whose name sounded so dreamy.

Li Xiping quietly walked up behind Yi Meimei and greeted her softly. Yi Meimei looked at Li Xiping with surprise. This thin but scholarly-looking boy with fair skin—although they weren't in the same class, she had become acquainted with him after he helped her up the mountain. Li Xiping generously snatched the lunchbox and said, "I'll get you whatever you like to eat. You sit in the chair and wait for me!"

Yi Meimei said she wanted to eat oil tea, so Li Xiping happily took the lunchbox and went to get food for Yi Meimei. Ma Dali glared angrily at Li Xiping, who was groveling like a dog, and cursed, "Damn it, why do all the beautiful flowers like to be stuck in cow dung?"

Ling Baobao looked at Ma Dali's jealous and envious expression and said with a wry smile, "Stop complaining all day long. If you're so capable, why don't you take the initiative and chase after a girl, hug her and kiss her, and let your buddies see that you're not just good with words, how about that?"

Ma Dali stood up angrily and said loudly, "Hey! What's so difficult about that? With my looks, Ma Dali, how could no beautiful woman not be interested in me? Impossible! You just wait and see!"

As he said this, Li Xiping had finished getting his food and was standing next to Yi Meimei, talking to her with a smile. Behind Yi Meimei, he would occasionally make a victory sign in Ling Baobao's direction. Ling Baobao would then show him the same sign, but Ma Dali ignored him angrily and just kept eating his food.

Unexpectedly, before Li Xiping's pursuit of Yi Meimei had made any progress, Wu Dingtian was already able to get out of bed and move around. He even personally carried his lunchbox to the cafeteria hall to get his food. When he saw Ling Baobao and the others sitting in a corner of the hall, he glanced at them with disdain, then opened his mouth wide and yawned. He lazily finished getting his food and went back to his dormitory. When he looked at Ling Baobao, he stuck out his mouth and spat heavily in Ling Baobao's direction.

Seeing this, Ma Dali cursed, "You little bastard, you coward! Damn it, one day you'll lick back the phlegm you spat out!"

Ling Baobao quietly watched Wu Dingtian's departing figure without saying a word, while Hu Chengwei said meaningfully, "That depends on how we figure this out!"

After the four of them finished eating and were discussing what to do in the morning, Ma Dali mysteriously disappeared. When Li Xiping called out for a long time without seeing Ma Dali, Li Xiping said with certainty, "Our great classmate, brother, and buddy, Comrade Ma Dali, accidentally fell into the latrine while going to the toilet. He fought bravely but was ultimately killed by the stinking, filthy excrement. Therefore, we have specially decided to crown Comrade Ma Dali as the 'Latrine-Fighting God of War.'" After he finished speaking, everyone applauded. Who knew that Ma Dali would run into the dormitory panting and mysteriously appear before everyone, shouting loudly, "Damn it, you guys are too mean! It doesn't matter how you die! Why did you have to die in the latrine? Li Xiping, you're really ruthless!"

Li Xiping pulled Ma Dali under his armpits, feigning anger, and said, "Tell me, where have you gone to betray your country again?"

Ma Dali grinned and shouted, "I found something good! Want to come and see?" Ling

Baobao asked, "Something good? What is it? Tell me!"

Ma Dali yelled, "Li Xiping, you son of a bitch, let me go! You're about to break my neck!"

Li Xiping released Ma Dali, who said mysteriously, "Baobao, do you remember what we saw at the infirmary before?"

Ling Baobao immediately remembered what she and Ma Dali had seen together, and how she had dragged Ma Dali there.

Ling Baobao asked, "What happened? What did you find?"

Ma Dali said, "I just saw Old Chen carrying a few videotapes into the infirmary. I think we should go and have some fun with Old Chen!"

Ling Baobao chuckled and said to Li Xiping and Hu Chengwei, who were still looking puzzled, "Brothers, we've got a good show to watch today! Let's go!" The

group eagerly jumped downstairs. Soon they arrived outside the school clinic, only to find the door tightly shut and no one seemingly inside. Ling Baobao asked, "Did you really see Old Chen go in?"

Ma Dali pointed to the sky and said fiercely, "If I, Ma Dali, am lying, may I drown in a latrine, choke to death while eating, or be kissed to death by a beautiful woman!"

Ling Baobao turned and punched Ma Dali, cursing, "Get lost! When did you become so cheeky!"

Ma Dali laughed and said, "He definitely went in! Maybe he's watching the recording! Should we put on a show for him?" "

Ma Dali spun the bead a few times with a cunning look, then explained to everyone what to do.

First, Ling Baobao went to the door and banged loudly on the wooden door of the infirmary, making it thump and bang as if it were about to fall apart. Then a voice answered from inside, and a wrinkled head appeared in the gap of the curtains, asking angrily, "What is it? What is it? Why are you banging so loudly?"

Ling Baobao pretended to be anxious and said, "My classmate has a stomachache after eating and has been rolling around in bed. We carried him here. Teacher Chen, can you take a look quickly?"

Old Chen pulled his neck back, drew the curtains, and just said loudly, "Okay! Wait a minute! I'll open the door right away!"

Ma Dali whispered, "That old guy must have turned off the machine first and hidden the videotape so we wouldn't see it!" "

Just as he finished speaking, the door creaked open, and Old Chen had changed his clothes, wearing a white coat and a white hat.

Ling Baobao glared at Ma Dali twice, and Ma Dali, as if understanding something, immediately howled, shouting, 'It hurts! Ouch, it hurts so much!'

Several people slammed Ma Dali onto the small bed in the infirmary like carrying a corpse, almost breaking the wooden bed. Ling Baobao suppressed a laugh, watching Ma Dali's face contort in real pain.

Old Chen asked Ma Dali where it hurt, and Ma Dali said his stomach hurt, then his liver hurt, making Old Chen look like he was drawing on Ma Dali's smooth belly with a stethoscope, going up and down, left and right. Li Xiping and Ling Baobao took the opportunity to slip into the back suite, where they saw a 14-inch color television and a VCR. Ling Baobao thought Ma Dali's analysis before entering the room..." That's correct. The messy scene suggested that Old Chen had hurriedly tidied up beforehand. Judging from the pillow's haphazard arrangement, the videotape was probably still hidden under it. Ling Baobao reached out and lifted the pillow; sure enough, there was a videotape wrapped in newspaper underneath. However, since the videotape had no label, it was unclear what its content was. But based on the fact that it was under a pillow, it was probably not something that could be watched openly.

Ling Baobao watched as Ma Dali continued his agonizing screams in the next room, and Hu Chengwei continued to embellish Old Chen's thoughts and diagnosis, occasionally gesturing towards the other room. Without a word, Ling Baobao turned on the power, opened the VCR, and skillfully operated it. Li Xiping was quite bewildered by what he saw. Li Xiping whispered, "Baobao! Isn't this a bad idea? What if we break it? That would be troublesome!"

Ling Baobao smiled and said to Li Xiping, "Brother!" "Don't worry, I'm very skilled at this, it's not difficult at all. Just wait and see the good stuff! Be careful your little brother down there doesn't want to drool! Hehe!"

Ling Baobao quickly put on the videotape. On the 14-inch color TV, a pair of Japanese people who looked very Chinese appeared. Because of the Japanese people wearing kimonos and their highly recognizable Japanese, he was very curious, having never seen Japanese erotic videos before. A Japanese woman wearing a kimono sat gracefully and beautifully in a magnificent hall. A short man wearing black sunglasses walked in. After exchanging a few words in Japanese, the woman began to take off her kimono, revealing skin whiter than white cloth and her breasts. The man excitedly knelt down. Ling Baobao was very curious about the Japanese filming these things, especially since they were both yellow-skinned like the Chinese. Their behavior only fueled her curiosity. The two stood in front of the television like children desperately wanting milk, practically burying their heads in the screen. Just as they were getting into the movie, a hard slap landed on the back of their

heads. Turning around, they saw Old Chen in a white shirt and hat standing angrily behind them, holding a large, menacing syringe in his left hand. He yelled at Ling Baobao, "Turn it off right now! Did you hear me? You bastards, who told you to rummage through my things?" He then slapped her again, which Ling Baobao skillfully dodged, but Li Xiping took the full force of the blow.

Ling Baobao expertly turned off the power and ejected the videotape. Old Chen, his face flushed red, whether from anger or excitement, shouted, "If I tell your homeroom teacher, if I tell Director Liu of the Political Education Department, none of you will get away with this! You bastards! You went through my things!" "

Ling Baobao faced Old Chen directly and said calmly, 'Go ahead and say it! It's better for everyone to see it than for you to see it alone! Let all the teachers and students see what our dear school doctor usually sees. It'll help everyone with their physiology and hygiene, and it'll help strengthen friendships between boys and girls!'"

Ling Baobao finished speaking with righteous indignation. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Old Chen's face, dripping down his forehead and deeply etched into his wrinkled features, making him look extremely embarrassed and disgusting.

Old Chen didn't know what to say for a moment. Ma Dali and Hu Chengwei also came over. Ma Dali asked with a grin, "Baobao! What kind of content is it? I want to see it too! I want to learn something!"

Old Chen's face flushed red and then turned pale. He stammered, "You bunch of little brats, how dare you scheme against me!"

Ling Baobao laughed and said, "Teacher Chen! We didn't scheme against you, we came out in the open! Now that we've found your good stuff, what do you suggest we do? Should we announce it throughout the school or settle it privately?"

Old Chen seemed to realize he'd been tricked, so he took off his hat and white coat and said to Ma Dali, "Go close the door! Hurry up!"

Ma Dali quickly closed the door and hurried back into the suite. Old Chen's cunning face seemed to still be plotting something, but Ling Baobao said directly, "I really haven't seen this before, let me see it! I'll exchange it with you for some from Europe and America, how about that?"

Old Chen didn't expect this young student to know these things, and looked at Ling Baobao in surprise, saying, "Just say what you want to say!"

Ling Baobao said, "Okay! Straightforward! Then I'll just say it directly, lend me these two videotapes, I'll return them to you tonight! How about that!" "You can watch TV in bed with your arms all night!"

Ling Baobao actually hated people like Lao Chen. When she and Lao Chen saw him molesting that girl, they felt an indescribable discomfort and resentment. Ling Baobao seemed to have an innate aversion to such shameless and despicable people who took advantage of others. He truly loathed Lao Chen, as could be seen from their conversation.

Ling Baobao simply hid the videotape in his clothes and said to Lao Chen in a friendly tone, "I'm already being very polite by calling you Lao Chen, Teacher Chen. If you ever take advantage of female students again, don't say I didn't warn you. I'll teach you a lesson and tell the police you raped and molested a girl! Understand?" Ling

Baobao suddenly felt incredibly great and noble. Old Chen hadn't expected Ling Baobao to expose all his shameful deeds as if they were his most treasured possessions. He never dreamed that a little kid would plot against him and ambush him. What the hell was going on?! Old Chen's face turned red with anger, and his neck, with its bulging veins, twitched like a chicken about to be slaughtered. Ling Baobao led everyone out, and when they reached the outside, he couldn't help but laugh loudly, a laugh full of triumph.

Chapter 73: Field Battle in the Locust Grove.

Several people walked out excitedly with videotapes... Ma Dali saw a familiar figure from behind—the chubby girl he'd played with on the bus on the way to Dacheng Mountain. When the girl's back appeared, Ma Dali felt a surge of nervousness. When she saw Ma Dali among the four of them, her face flushed, then she lowered her head and smiled shyly. Only Ma Dali noticed this; the other three were talking loudly, not paying any attention to this unassuming chubby girl. Ma Dali, however, felt something different. This girl gave him an indescribable feeling of comfort. So Ma Dali said to Ling Baobao, "Ouch! It hurts so much! My stomach hurts, I need to go to the toilet! You guys go first, I'll come find you at the video arcade later!" Ling Baobao said

, "You little rascal, are you really faking illness? Hurry up! We won't open the door for you if we don't wait!"

Ma Dali pretended to be in pain and said, "I know! You guys go first! I need to go to the toilet right away!" Ma

Dali's scratching his head made the others burst into laughter. The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked towards the video arcade. Ma Dali stood there for a while, groaning. Seeing Ling Baobao and the others walk away and past the school gate, he quickly chased after the girl. The girl was carrying a bunch of snacks towards her dormitory. Just as she reached the dormitory gate, Ma Dali intercepted her. This Ma Dali was really something; he usually seemed timid and hesitant, but when it came to girls, he was incredibly energetic, daring to openly intercept this chubby girl in broad daylight. The

chubby girl looked at Ma Dali in surprise. This pointy-eared, monkey-faced guy dared to intercept her at the girls' dormitory gate! Before she could speak, Ma Dali spoke first, his face flushed but calmly saying, "Hi! It's fate that brought us together from afar. I'm Ma Dali, and I invite you to take a walk on the playground!" "

Ma Dali's opening line was utterly blunt. If it were any other girl he didn't know, she would have slapped him to pieces. But this chubby girl was slightly moved by Ma Dali's unusual appearance and his bold outburst. Her face flushed red, but she didn't know what to do and stood there dumbfounded. Ma Dali ignored her and insisted, 'You should remember me! On the way to Dacheng Mountain... on the bus... us...'

Ma Dali shamelessly revealed the key words from that day. The girl's face turned dark red, as if blood had pooled on her face and couldn't be dispelled. The girl looked slightly angry and pouted, saying, 'You're so bold! You dare to say that! Aren't you afraid I'll expose you, tell the police, and arrest you as a hooligan?' Ma Dali said with a forced smile, 'Even if you slap me or kick me right now, I won't dodge. I'm willing. I really like you!'" "

When Ma Dali said this, he could hardly believe his ears. His heart was pounding like a machine gun.

The girl's body trembled slightly. This chubby girl had never met a boy who would tell her, or even say, to her face that he liked her. But miraculously, this boy had suddenly appeared in front of her, as if blown in by the wind or crawled out of the ground. Looking at this boy, who was reasonably good-looking, the girl's face began to flush, and her fingers started to fidget in her palms. Her heart was pounding so hard she could hardly breathe. Ma Dali didn't let up and boldly said, "Anyway, it's the weekend today, come on! I'll take you for a walk, to the playground or the locust grove outside, it's fine!"

Ma Dali spoke as if he were accompanying the girl. The girl didn't know what to say for a moment and nodded unconsciously. Ma Dali was delighted and said, "Let's go! I'll help you with these snacks! Eat less snacks, okay? It's not good for pretty girls to eat too many snacks, it's bad for their health, you know? It's all scientific!" After Ma Dali's sweet talk ,

the girl obediently followed him to the locust grove outside the school. It was early morning, and the grove was filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers; the air was fresh and enchanting. Ma Dali boldly took the girl's hand and led her into the grove, saying affectionately, "I still don't know your name?"

The chubby girl shyly replied, "My name is Wang Chunxue." Ma Dali thought the name was quite unique—spring snow! But the girl said, "Your name is Ma Dali?"

Ma Dali nodded, and the two found a spot against a large tree to sit down. Ma Dali held the girl's hand tightly, feeling her trembling and nervousness, which filled him with immense joy and happiness. Why couldn't he be with a girl? Why couldn't Li Xiping be with him, Ma Dali? Really! Ma Dali boldly pulled the girl into his arms, as easily and comfortably as if he were holding a cat. The plump girl's broad flesh pressed tightly against Ma Dali's thin body, like a ball of cotton wrapping around a piece of firewood. A strange thought suddenly arose in Ma Dali's mind: it would be incredibly warm to sleep with this girl in winter. Without thinking, Ma Dali moved his lips closer, accurately finding the girl's lips. The girl didn't resist, calmly holding her lips like an old acquaintance, simply waiting for Ma Dali's lips to find her. The girl's lips were also full and lovely; in today's terms, they would be described as sexy, much like the lips of the current superstar Shu Qi. Ma Dali kissed and rubbed the girl's lips, feeling her fragrance slowly filling the air around him. Her lips were smooth and fleshy. He couldn't wait to unleash all the kissing techniques he remembered. He tried hard to envelop her lips in his mouth, but she skillfully parted her red lips and extended her tongue, expertly slipping it into his mouth. Ma Dali trembled as if struck by lightning; the strange and pleasurable sensation was truly wonderful. He wrapped his arms around Wang Chunxue's plump body, pressing his face against her burning cheek, and his lips began to passionately respond to her French kiss. Wang Chunxue involuntarily sucked on Ma Dali's lips. As if suddenly understanding, Ma Dali tightly embraced Wang Chunxue after succeeding, kissing her rosy lips forcefully. Wang Chunxue also embraced Ma Dali's thin body. Under Ma Dali's passionate and forceful sucking, the soft and sweet Wang Chunxue... Her little tongue stretched out forcefully, and Ma Dali's hand slipped inside the plump girl's clothes, grasping her full, firm breasts through Wang Chunxue's thin bra. The firm, bouncy feel made Ma Dali knead them incessantly. Wang Chunxue trembled violently, her whole body feeling as if she had been electrocuted. She moaned softly while kissing Ma Dali...

Ma Dali was flustered and annoyed by these moans. He hastily left Wang Chunxue's breasts and moved his hand to her full, strong thighs, then between her legs. He rubbed her private area through her soft outer pants and underwear. Wang Chunxue's legs clamped together. Ma Dali's hand pressed against her soft, plump private area, and he could clearly feel the wet heat of her lower body through the two thin layers of fabric. He practically hugged and carried Wang Chunxue to a pile of tall grass, like a natural barrier separating the two worlds. Wang Chunxue, lying on the grass, had her red shirt wide open, revealing her white bra hanging precariously above her breasts. Her full breasts trembled with each breath, her pink nipples hard and erect. Her trousers were rolled up, revealing her plump buttocks and bulging black pubic hair. Her two straight, round thighs were spread wide, exposing the most private part between her legs. Ma Dali quickly pulled down his trousers, his erect penis almost ready to ejaculate, and went to the sofa, wrapping his arms around Wang Chunxue's waist. He made her lie face down, reached under Wang Chunxue's pants, and pulled down her outer pants and underwear together. His hand caressed Wang Chunxue's plump buttocks, then reached into her dark pubic area and touched it; it was wet. He impatiently mounted her, kneeling on the ground, recalling the erotic scenes he and Ling Baobao had witnessed. Holding Wang Chunxue's buttocks, he thrust his lower body in. Wang Chunxue's head jerked up; she was about to say no, but the intense desire and trembling in her body made her involuntarily twist her hips. Ma Dali gripped Wang Chunxue's waist with both hands, his penis thrusting forcefully in and out of her wet, dark pubic area. Aroused, Wang Chunxue seemed to have been anticipating this day for a long time; her lower body was already overflowing like a river, the entrance to her dark pubic area tightly gripping Ma Dali's penis like a hoop. As he thrust in and out, Wang Chunxue's body moved involuntarily with Ma Dali's skillful thrusts, accompanied by constant trembling and trembling moans... The locust grove was wide and quiet in the early morning, filled with the calls of various birds overhead and under the trees. Occasionally, voices could be heard from afar. In the most secluded and dimly lit part of the locust grove, the sounds of two people's passionate and seductive voices rose: Ma Dali's heavy breathing, Wang Chunxue's rhythmic panting and moans, the rustling of the grass, and the wet, squelching sounds of the rod thrusting in and out...

"Ah... um..."

Wang Chunxue's long hair was now loose and hanging down, obscuring her fairly pretty face, but her alluring moans could be clearly heard. Her red top was rolled up in disarray, and her full breasts were being kneaded by a pair of large hands beneath her. Her fair and pert buttocks were thrusting high, and a hard rod was moving in and out between them. Her dazzlingly white thighs trembled back and forth.

Wang Chunxue's moans grew louder and louder; clearly, she was about to reach climax under Ma Dali's continuous thrusting. Ma Dali's first time was also becoming more and more intense. His hands were haphazardly caressing Wang Chunxue's buttocks and breasts, and his lower body was moving at a faster pace. Wang Chunxue could no longer control herself; her buttocks were twisting and turning. Ma Dali's fierce and disorderly thrusting started with slow, gentle strokes and then became rapid, rapid thrusts, wave after wave of pleasure washing over Wang Chunxue's body once again. "Ah..."

Wang Chunxue's uncontrollable scream stimulated Ma Dali's nerves. The sounds from the locust grove grew faster and faster, until finally, after Ma Dali's high-pitched moans, the grove suddenly became very quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the two people...

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Wang Chunxue screamed loudly, looking at her lower body, which startled Ma Dali. Ma Dali hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Chunxue asked in horror, "Did you ejaculate inside?"

Ma Dali wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed foolishly, "Do you think I, Ma Dali, am stupid? Of course not! I ejaculated all of it outside, don't worry!"

The girl then seemed to suddenly realize her embarrassment, hurriedly covering her private parts with her hands, her face flushed. She hurriedly put on her clothes. Ma Dali tried to help but was pushed away by the girl. Ma Dali was puzzled. What was wrong with this girl? She was fine just now, but now she seemed like a different person. Just as Ma Dali was about to say something, the girl quickly put on her clothes, stood up, looked around, and said in a panic, "Ma Dali, let me tell you! If you dare to tell anyone about what happened today, I'll never forgive you!"

Ma Dali didn't expect Wang Chunxue to actually make demands of him, so he confidently said, "I'm afraid you'll tell everyone, I won't say anything!"

Wang Chunxue looked at Ma Dali, then suddenly changed her expression, like a chameleon, and said with a friendly look, "You have to take responsibility for me from now on, understand?"

Wang Chunxue's words terrified Ma Dali. Take responsibility for what? Seeing Ma Dali's timid expression, Wang Chunxue said shyly, "Let's go! I feel scared in this place! Anyway, you can't date other girls anymore!"

When Ma Dali heard that she meant this, he nodded reassuredly and said loudly, "Absolutely not, absolutely not, I, Ma Dali, am not that kind of person!"

Chapter 72 The Affectionate Sister Qiao

Ling Baobao's renewed confrontation with Wu Dingtian occurred on a snowy December day. The first snowfall of the year suddenly began, falling heavily from night until the next day, thickly covering the school playground, paths, rooftops, and exposed areas. Ling Baobao never dreamed that during the morning break, Ma Dali's whistle would pull her into the corridor. There, she saw Wu Dingtian with his fat chin pressing against Li Xiping's head, his eyes filled with the same disdainful gaze. Li Xiping proudly raised his head, looking back at Wu Dingtian with the same disdain, as if admiring a monster. Their bodies were intertwined in a rather unusual posture. Students on both sides of the corridor cautiously brushed past them, afraid of bumping into them, as if they were setting off a firecracker.

The standoff stopped when Ling Baobao stood in front of the two men. Wu Dingtian looked at Ling Baobao and said loudly and mockingly, "Ling Baobao, you've really made something of yourself now, daring to mess with some punks from outside the school. You're famous now, aren't you? Those punks are all waiting for you! Hahaha!"

When Wu Dingtian raised his head and laughed loudly, two deep wrinkles appeared on his chin, obviously the marks formed by the fat on his chin being constantly pressed and folded. Ling Baobao pulled Li Xiping to her side and said loudly, "Whether I mess with Huang Mao or not is none of your business. Don't be so arrogant. We're all classmates. Stop bullying your classmates all day long. If you're so capable, go outside!"

Wu Dingtian glared at Ling Baobao fiercely, as if he could swallow her whole, and said contemptuously, "I just like bullying you guys now. So what? What can you do to me? Let me tell you, Ling Baobao, don't let your buddies get too close to Yi Meimei. Yi Meimei is my girlfriend. If they get too close, they might burn you."

Ling Baobao said magnanimously, "Oh! I don't care about these things. Who she's with is none of your business. Yi Meimei can like whoever she wants. What the hell is it to you?" After

Ling Baobao finished speaking, she burst into loud laughter, which made Wu Dingtian's cheeks tremble and his teeth chatter.

Li Xiping looked at Wu Dingtian provocatively and said, "If you have nothing else to do, leave. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Wu Dingtian's face flushed with anger, like a toad holding its breath, his eyes almost bulging out. Just then, the school bell rang. Ling Baobao watched as Wu Dingtian walked into his classroom with a smile. Wu Dingtian stomped his foot angrily and ran towards his classroom. Ling Baobao was excited to see Wu Dingtian's furious expression. Who knew something would happen at noon?

After class, most of the students, due to the university, ate at the student cafeteria to avoid being late for school. The entire teaching building was bustling, the classrooms filled with the noise of students playing games and laughing.

As Ling Baobao and Ma Dali were about to go downstairs for lunch, they saw Wu Dingtian leading a group of people to the door of Class 6, Grade 1. Ling Baobao saw Li Xiping still inside the classroom and knew that Wu Dingtian was going to attack him. It seemed Wu Dingtian was truly enraged today.

Ling Baobao quickly squeezed into the classroom of Class 6, Grade 11. The students in Class 6 were terrified by Wu Dingtian's imposing manner and huddled against the walls. Ling Baobao saw Wu Dingtian move the desks together, creating a large space at the back of the classroom. Ling Baobao rushed to Li Xiping's side and said, "Don't be afraid! Brother! I'm here! We'll face anything together!"

Ma Dali shakily walked behind Li Xiping, leaning against the wall, not daring to utter a word. Only Hu Chengwei stood calmly to the side, coldly watching Wu Dingtian.

Wu Dingtian gave a signal to his men, and two men of different heights and builds squeezed to the front, standing in front of Li Xiping. They quickly extended their fists, preparing to strike Li Xiping's face. Li Xiping looked thin, but he was actually all muscle and bone, and his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary student. Li Xiping spun around, dodging the incoming fist, and delivered a powerful hook punch to the tall man's chin. The tall man shuddered instantly before collapsing onto the table behind him. The smaller man was about to attack Ling Baobao, but Ling Baobao launched a preemptive strike. With a jab, she feinted, and the smaller man aimed his right hand at Ling Baobao's chin. Ling Baobao countered with a heavy punch to the smaller man's left cheek, and he collapsed to the ground like a dismantled wall.

Ling Baobao was truly surprised that she and Li Xiping could defeat Wu Dingtian's men so easily. It seemed that given the opportunity, taking down Wu Dingtian wouldn't be a problem either. Wu Dingtian was puzzled; how had these two brothers been taken down? They seemed strong, but they were surprisingly weak. Seeing that he couldn't remain inactive, Wu Dingtian rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach these two ungrateful brats a lesson.

Just then, a deafening banging sound came from the window facing the corridor. Everyone turned to look and saw a beautiful girl with a graceful figure standing in the corridor, anxiously pounding on the windowpane. Wu Dingtian looked at Yi Meimei outside the window, lowered his rolled-up sleeves, and walked towards the window with a smile. Wu Dingtian went outside the classroom and had a heated argument with Yi Meimei. The argument was so loud that everyone inside the classroom could hear them. Seeing Wu Dingtian's exasperated state, Ling Baobao smiled at Li Xiping and said, "It seems only one person can subdue Wu Dingtian, don't you think?"

Li Xiping said with worry in his eyes, "I don't want Yi Meimei to face such a fat guy all the time. If I were a woman, I would collapse if I had to face such a fat guy all the time!"

Ling Baobao comforted Li Xiping, "It's okay, we have to believe in our strength. I think you can do it. The taller the tree, the more the wind blows. Wu Dingtian is just arrogant now. Who knows what will happen in the future? One day he will be taught a lesson!"

Li Xiping nodded and looked affectionately at Yi Meimei outside the window. Ling Baobao saw the tenderness and love in Li Xiping's eyes and felt heartbroken again.

Wu Dingtian was called away by Yi Meimei. The group fight that was about to break out was resolved because of the appearance of a girl. Ling Baobao and the three brothers headed to the cafeteria. It seemed that they needed to discuss their countermeasures and be wary of Wu Dingtian.

While eating, Ling Baobao saw Qiao Jie sitting gracefully at the sales window, strikingly beautiful like a statue. One hand rested on her chin, the other on her head, her face full of worry. Only when she saw Ling Baobao did she smile, revealing her white teeth, and loudly called out, "Ling Baobao, come here, come here quickly!"

Ling Baobao ran to the window and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Qiao Jie? Is there something you need?"

Qiao Jie looked at Ling Baobao and whispered in her ear, "I've made some mutton soup inside. Come over later ." "Drink up! I specially saved this meat for you as a thank you for visiting me back then. Consider it my way of thanking you!"

After finishing her meal, Ling Baobao said she had something to do and hurried to Qiao Jie's bungalow. Back inside, Qiao Jie had clearly cleaned the house thoroughly. Although it was snowing heavily outside, the house was warm and cozy because of the stove. The pot of mutton soup sat on the stove, its fragrant aroma filling the entire house, mingling with the unique scents of women's cosmetics and body odor, creating a mysterious yet passionate atmosphere.

After drinking the mutton soup, Ling Baobao felt warm all over, sweat beading on her back. She took off her cotton-padded coat, wearing only a sweater, and sat by the warm stove. Qiao Jie looked at Ling Baobao affectionately, as if admiring a cherished treasure. Her eyes were full of expectation and allure. Qiao Jie unconsciously moved closer to Ling Baobao and sat down, enjoying the warm stove.

The two fell silent for a moment. Then, when Qiao Jie's arm accidentally brushed against Ling Baobao's, the heat in Ling Baobao's chest was instantly ignited. Qiao Jie, a mature woman different from Xiao Min, possessed a unique figure and charm. Ling Baobao wrapped his arms around her plump, soft body, his hands brazenly grabbing Qiao Jie's round bottom, his mouth swarming over Qiao Jie's smooth face, all the while whispering, "Qiao Jie, I've liked you for a long time. Have you forgotten the first time we met? I really like you."

Qiao Jie's face flushed red as she pretended to push Ling Baobao away forcefully. Ling Baobao then kissed her ear passionately, the instant passion igniting a shiver that made Qiao Jie's body go numb and stiffen. Ling Baobao, knowledgeable about female arousal, smiled smugly at Qiao Jie's reaction. He began to grasp her full, round breasts, bringing his face closer to her luscious lips. Qiao Jie, no longer displaying the reckless abandon she once showed for the fat monk's scheme, turned her face away, remaining silent. However, Ling Baobao's unrestrained squeezing of her breasts brought her a stimulating pleasure, releasing the pent-up desire that had been building, leaving her feeling weak all over. Ling Baobao pressed Bai Jie against the wall against the cabinet, his hand probing Qiao Jie's private area through two thin layers of fabric at her crotch. Although Ling Baobao's hand hurt a little, Qiao Jie felt a very stimulating excitement that made her feel an urge to urinate, and she couldn't help but let out a long breath. Ling Baobao was quite the expert in this area. His hand slid like a snake under the hem of Qiao Jie's sweater, caressing Qiao Jie's smooth skin, from front to back, and from back to front, slowly sliding down to the bottom of Qiao Jie's bra. He found the front clasp of Qiao Jie's bra in one go, skillfully unhooked the bra, and his hands gently grasped Bai Jie's two round breasts from both sides, gently stroking them while his two thumbs slowly drew circles on his nipples. A series of tingling, itchy pleasures made Qiao Jie's breathing quicken, her body go limp, and her small nipples proudly erect. When Ling Baobao's hand suddenly left her breasts, Qiao Jie felt an indescribable emptiness...

Her waist loosened, and the buttons on her gray jeans were undone with practiced ease. Before Qiao Jie could even feel how Ling Baobao had unzipped her pants, her pants and underwear were already down to her buttocks. Her snow-white buttocks gleamed brightly in the flickering flames. Ling Baobao turned Qiao Jie over, making her lean against the wardrobe door. Her hand reached between Qiao Jie's legs from the front, and with a few gentle touches, she found Qiao Jie's most sensitive secret forest. Her right index and middle fingers gently rubbed the most sensitive tip of Qiao Jie's nipple, and an electric-like sensation and a feeling like a flowing stream rippled through Qiao Jie's heart. Ling Baobao's other hand reached to Qiao Jie's high, firm breasts, teasing her nipples as if playing the piano. Waves of stimulation left Qiao Jie completely mesmerized, her whole body trembling, her private parts contracting tightly. Everything around her seemed to disappear, leaving only the constant trembling in her heart. Ling Baobao kissed Qiao Jie's ears and cheeks, the constant tingling stimulation causing Qiao Jie to turn her head, just in time to have Ling Baobao kiss her soft lips. Ling Baobao's hot lips sucked powerfully on Qiao Jie's soft lips, while Qiao Jie's soft tongue occasionally darted out, allowing Ling Baobao to feel its smooth, slippery touch.

The passion between the two in the room was about to erupt. Ling Baobao felt his penis was incredibly hard, and it was time to truly enter Qiao Jie's body. Qiao Jie's reaction was also a hint, even an explicit urging, to hurry up and enter. However, just as Ling Baobao was about to pull out his penis, ready to conquer the person he had longed for and who always aroused his deepest desires, he heard a deep voice calling from outside: "Qiao'er! Qiao'er!"

Ling Baobao's tense expression immediately revealed who was calling outside. Fat Monk! Fat Monk had actually come to Qiao Jie's room at this moment. If he dared to find out, he would tear him to pieces. Ling Baobao was just as nervous and uneasy as Qiao Jie. Qiao Jie finished dressing, tidied her disheveled hair, gently pressed her tense face with her hand, and asked the person outside, "Who is it? Who's outside?"

Chapter 74. A Relationship of Interests.

Fat Monk, wearing a black woolen hat and a thick down jacket, looked like a black bear. It turned out that Fat Monk had reached an agreement with Four Circle and was preparing to return to the school cafeteria to continue working as a head chef. It turned out that after their confrontation on the street that day, Four Circle and Fat Monk went into Fat Monk's newly opened small restaurant. They found a seat, and Four Circle, seeing that Fat Monk was very angry, thought that if he went against Fat Monk, he would probably have been beaten up by this strong guy several times over. The most important thing now was how to appease him... He should stop talking nonsense outside. The hardest thing to control is a person's foul mouth—something he, as a minor school official, knew all too well. He

carried out the fat monk's scheme himself, but it was the principal who instigated it. The principal was the mastermind. Why? Because of the words the fat monk blurted out in the administration office that day: "I even gave you money..."

The principal was a man who highly valued leadership authority and had a strong sense of hierarchy. He was about fifty years old, and had a large mole on his left cheek with several dark hairs growing from it. On the surface... Everyone respectfully addressed him as Principal, but privately they jokingly called him Principal One-Thumb.

When Principal One-Thumb heard Fat Monk utter such damaging words, he was furious, his heart practically exploding with anger. However, he still politely maintained a smile, watching the ill-mannered Fat Monk spout nonsense. After finally getting through that difficult moment, Principal One-Thumb returned to his office and immediately called Four Circle, saying only one thing: expel Fat Monk.

Fat Monk had indeed given money to both Principal One-Thumb and Four Circle. It's true, but you can't announce it publicly in front of everyone! Si Quan thought the same thing. When he learned that Fatty had stolen the ledger, he immediately realized that Fatty was a seemingly rough but actually shrewd person. He probably wanted to find the ledger to clarify the transaction history with him, and more likely, to keep evidence on his side.

Si Quan saw Fatty's angry expression and really wanted to say, "You deserve it, who told you to talk nonsense?" But he couldn't say that now, so he could only comfort him gently, "You can't blame me now. Who else can you blame? Think about it?"

Fatty's eyes widened in anger, and he shouted loudly, "Blame you! You're the one who fired me, who else can I blame but you?" "

Fat Head clearly believed that Four Circles was behind it all, but Four Circles didn't want to be the scapegoat, so he said tactfully, 'You did give me money, but you didn't say you were giving me money that day. You said you were giving me…'

Four Circles deliberately stopped, watching Fat Head's reaction.

Fat Head scratched the back of his head, thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped his forehead and said loudly, 'You mean I said something wrong and offended the principal!'

Four Circles smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'I didn't say anything. You just said what you thought!'

Fat Head lowered his voice and said to Four Circles, 'But the principal got angry just because of one sentence? This guy is too petty!'

Four Circles said mysteriously, 'Oh my master, you've never been an official, you don't know the temperament of officials. Officials are afraid of you saying they're corrupt or have taken money. That's a big taboo! How come you, who are usually so smart, are so clumsy now!'" "

The fat monk was speechless for a moment, so he took out a cigarette and handed it to Si Quan, saying with a smile, 'My dear director! Please help me out and give me some pointers!'

Si Quan took the cigarette, glanced at the fat monk, and to be honest, he was very angry about the fat monk's barbaric and vulgar behavior just now, like a shrew with no manners. But now, seeing the man's foolish appearance, he found it quite amusing. So he deliberately said with a stern face, 'What can I give you pointers? Don't you think your attitude just now could have eaten me alive? Besides, if I give you pointers and you just open your mouth and expose me, how can I survive in this county high school?'

The fat monk quickly lit the cigarette for Si Quan, saying with an embarrassed face, 'Director! Please don't hold a grudge. Don't you know what kind of person I am? I'm just a coward with a bad temper. Don't take it to heart!'

Si Quan pretended to be wronged, and the fat monk hurriedly said, 'Director!'" "I have a few bottles of fine wine saved up. When are you free? I'll bring them over for you to try."

This fat monk was a clever man, though his strong appearance belied his intelligence.

Seeing this, Si Quan laughed and said, "You see, if I take more of your things and you start advertising them like this again, what am I supposed to do?"

Fat Monk quickly said, "Director, I swear, if I talk nonsense again, may I be childless and never be a man again!"

Four Circles quickly stopped Fat Monk, chuckling, "Alright, alright! You want to be a woman but not a man? Who would want a woman like you? Fine, I'll give you some pointers!"

Fat Monk quickly leaned closer to Four Circles, who continued, "What I mean is, if One Tuft of Hair is angry, then you should go and apologize to One Tuft of Hair, and maybe you'll have a chance to come back!"

Fat Monk looked at Four Circles' crooked face and thought to himself, "Those who do the math are really good at scheming. Why didn't I think of that?"

Fat Monk personally cooked a few dishes and insisted on having a drink with Four Circles. Four Circles couldn't resist his insistence and sat down to eat and drink with Fat Monk. After drinking, Four Circles' face was flushed, and he insisted on riding his motorcycle home. Fat Monk tried his best to stop him, but to no avail. He watched as Four Circles rode his motorcycle in a winding path, swerving left and right like a snake.

Afterwards, Fat Monk went looking for Yicuo Mao. The first time he went, he didn't see Yicuo Mao, but Yicuo Mao saw him first. Yicuo Mao then instructed a teacher in the principal's office to stop Fat Monk, saying that the principal was out in a meeting and Fat Monk had left. The second time, Fat Monk waited until school let out at noon to go find the principal, blocking him at the entrance of the office building. The principal glared at Fat Monk with a stern face, said nothing, and walked out. Fat Monk tried to stop Yicuo Mao to say something, but Yicuo Mao got into his car and drove away, making Fat Monk so angry that he cursed his parents behind him. The third time, Fat Monk simply stood at the principal's office door early in the morning, determined not to go back until he saw the principal. The principal finally appeared. The shaky, tufted-hair principal was quite surprised to see the fat monk. This guy was so persistent, managing to bother him time and time again. The tufted-hair led the fat monk to his office. After the fat monk gave a deep self-criticism and repeatedly admitted his mistakes, the fat monk took out cigarettes and alcohol from his bag and said, "Principal, if I talk nonsense again, just slap me. If I talk nonsense again, I'll treat you like an animal. I mean what I say!"

The fat monk's words made the high and mighty tufted-hair man both amused and exasperated. This strong guy sometimes seemed clever and quick-witted, and at other times he seemed incredibly foolish.

Only when Fat Monk was finally crying his eyes out did Yicuo Mao nod and say, "I'll give you one more chance, no, the last chance. If you talk nonsense again, I'm telling you, even calling for your parents won't help!"

Fat Monk cried and thanked Yicuo Mao for the chance, tightly gripping Yicuo Mao's hand with his snot- and tear-stained hands, making Yicuo Mao so disgusted he almost vomited his breakfast. When Fat Monk came out of the principal's office, he was overjoyed. That same day, Fat Monk sold the restaurant near the entrance and returned to the cafeteria. His first thought was to see Qiao'er, the woman who had eloped with him. Several days without seeing her had left him with unfulfilled desires. Although sometimes seeing her every day didn't seem so bad, after being apart for a few days, he realized how alluring Qiao'er was, and his mind was filled with images of making love with her.

Fat Monk arrived at Qiao'er's residence. Seeing the windows and door tightly shut, he called out loudly a few times. Qiao'er's voice came from inside. Fat Monk was overjoyed and stood expectantly at the door, waiting for Qiao'er to open it so he could hug her tightly and kiss her passionately. The door opened, and just as Fat Monk was about to carry out his plan, he saw a little boy appear. It was a student, and one he knew well. Ling Baobao saw Fat Monk's puzzled face, and Fat Monk looked at Ling Baobao's terrified face. The two stared at each other for a minute or two... When Qiao Jie appeared behind Ling Baobao, she said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Come in! What are you standing there for?"

Ling Baobao got up, said to Qiao Jie, "Qiao Jie, I'm leaving!" and nodded to Fat Monk before leaving. Fat Monk looked at Qiao Jie and asked, "What's this student doing in your room?" Qiao Jie hurriedly replied, "Nothing, I just asked him to help me move some coal briquettes. It's cold, so he can warm himself by the fire before he leaves!"

Ling Baobao was relieved. Thankfully, all her actions in the room had ended early. It was just a pity she'd been interrupted at that crucial moment; otherwise, Qiao Jie would have been hers.

Inside, Fat Monk and Qiao Jie had already begun their passionate encounter. Fat Monk hadn't seen Qiao Jie for many days, and his excitement was palpable. Qiao Jie's earlier interest had been interrupted by Fat Monk, so she simply waited for him to enter, exchanged a few words, and then, at Fat Monk's request, took off her clothes. Fat Monk's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Qiao Jie's snow-white body was covered only by her underwear, which was very small, just a piece of fabric, and semi-transparent. The red of her nipples and the black of her pubic hair were faintly visible. The underwear was probably sprayed with perfume, which mixed with Qiao Jie's fleshy scent, creating a devastating temptation for the fat monk's sense of smell. Coupled with Qiao Jie's slightly swaying eyes, her pretty face full of spring, and the corners of her mouth turned up, the fat monk's manhood immediately stood erect. Qiao Jie closed the door, saw that he was in a daze, threw him a flirtatious look, and said in a coquettish voice with a laugh, "You rascal, what are you looking at? It's not like we haven't seen each other before. Don't you recognize me?"

As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of his restless manhood. Fat Monk exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Be gentle! If you break it, can you afford to pay for it? If you break it, how many women will come after you!"

Qiao Jie chuckled, "When did you learn to brag? It's better if you break it. Those women will thank me. It'll save you from always using this nasty thing to bully people."

While saying this, her movements were gentle; she was like a virtuous wife undressing her beloved husband. Fat Monk became restless, his hands groping him. Qiao Jie's repeated warnings were ineffective; he would either let out an "ah" or a "hmm." Therefore, the undressing process was delayed, and it took a long time to finish what should have been a minute's work. Fat Monk, wearing loose light green underwear, sat on the bed. Qian Hui brought out a bowl of mutton soup from the pot on the stove for him to taste. The fat monk remained unmoved, beckoning to Qiao Jie and saying, "Nothing I eat or drink satisfies my cravings, so I'll eat you instead."

The fat monk, his eyes gleaming with desire, hurriedly said, "Come here! Come to me! Come into my arms!"

Qiao Jie stood still, smiling faintly, "I won't go. I'm not your wife. I can't listen to you."

The fat monk suddenly stood up, glaring angrily, and laughed, "I'll count to three. If you don't surrender, I'll catch you and punish you severely."

Qiao Jie blinked, shrinking her arms, and said in a coquettish voice, "This humble woman is willing to surrender. Please, sir, have mercy and punish me lightly."

Her posture made her breasts press tightly together and protrude, almost bursting out of her clothes, most of her flesh exposed. The fat monk's mouth went dry, and he couldn't speak. He beckoned to Qiao Jie again, and Qiao Jie stopped teasing him, sliding into his arms like a carp. The two snuggled together on the bed. One moment Fat Monk was pinning Qiao Jie down, the next Qiao Jie was straddling him. Their four hands were all active, grabbing, rubbing, and caressing each other's bodies. Their mouths were like magnets, locked in a passionate kiss, their tongues intertwined like snakes. The sounds of their kisses were incessant, sensual and lascivious. There were also panting breaths, moans, and cries of pleasure… The two rolled around on the bed like balls. Qiao Jie rubbed Fat Monk's penis until it was as hard as steel, and Fat Monk was equally adept, making Qiao Jie wet with desire. Fat Monk wanted to start immediately, but Qiao Jie hesitated at the crucial moment. She suddenly pushed Fat Monk away, stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, tilted her head, and ignored him. Fat Monk was puzzled; what was wrong with this woman? How could she change her expression so suddenly? What had he done to upset her?

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