[Urban] The Evil Young Master Surrounded by Beauties: Conquest (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 43. Wang Shuheng, who secretly admires Xiao Yiting.

Ling Baobao never told anyone what he saw in the cafeteria. Every time he went to the cafeteria to get food, he would look at Sister Qiao through the food window. Sister Qiao would always look at him with a half-smile, her phoenix eyes wide open. Ling Baobao felt that Sister Qiao gave every student who looked in the same expression. He wondered if Sister Qiao had such a bad memory that she forgot him after only a few days. Ling Baobao was even drowsy while eating.

Wang Shuheng, seeing Ling Baobao's expression, had no idea what he was thinking. He assumed Ling Baobao was troubled by the fact that he had hit Wu Dingtian with a brick. Wang Shuheng asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"

Ling Baobao looked up at Wang Shuheng and said with a smile, "I'm thinking about Fan Huajing!"

Ling Baobao thought he was a very clever liar!

Hearing this, Ma Dali's talkative nature was clearly triggered. He grinned and said, "Baby, I know Fan Huajing is really pursuing you! You're so lucky! It's a pity you're the only one among us with such good luck with women! When are you going to ask Fan Huajing to introduce me to someone? I'd like to experience what it's like to have a girlfriend, to hold a girl's hand, and touch her soft butt!"

Wang Shuheng shot Ma Dali a contemptuous look, his gaze so intense it seemed he wanted to slam him off the table, and scolded, "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? You look like a blockhead! I think if you want to pursue girls, you'll probably have to change your face first. Swap your butt and face; I've seen it before, your butt is whiter than your face!"

Everyone gasped in surprise. Amidst the laughter, Ma Dali immediately retorted, "Wang Shuheng, don't think I don't know you! You like Xiao Yiting in your class, don't think I don't know. You buy her snacks, you even take her thermos to get water. I know all the good deeds you've done. Don't think nobody knows. Let me tell you, I know everything about you! You say I'm no good? Then you go and find a girl and let me see. All you do is scheme behind people's backs, what kind of future do you have!"

Ma Dali spoke loudly and impassionedly, spitting as he forcefully spit out a wad of phlegm beside him, drawing disgusted looks from the students nearby. He turned and snapped, "What are you looking at? Look again and I'll make you lick it!" The

students hurriedly turned their heads away, no longer daring to look. Ma Dali was quite adept at playing the arrogant and domineering card.

王书恒听完后使劲把手中的筷子摔到了马大力的脸上，大声说道：“你个狗日的，你原来是潜伏在我们当中的狗特务啊！成天打探我的事情，说，你想干啥？”

马大力看王书恒急眼了，便又低声下气说道：“什么人啊！说不过人就动手！再说是你先惹我的！”

王书恒站起来，冲过来就要揍马大力，凌宝宝使劲拍了下马大力的后脑勺，嘴里说道：“卖嘴货，你他妈能少说两句不？你再说就给我滚！”

又转身对王书恒说道：“算了算了！书恒你坐下，这个货就是爱耍弄嘴皮子，你理睬他干嘛！屎再臭你也不能主动踩啊！”

王书恒坐回了椅子上。气呼呼地看着马大力。

After hearing Ling Baobao's words, Ma Dali retorted, "Who's the shit? We're eating, why are you talking like that! Besides, who's the shit? I'm the shit! Is that even possible?! You guys guessed half right today! Do you know why I have bad breath? Because I've eaten too much shit!"

Ma Dali finished speaking and started crying, looking very aggrieved and distressed. Everyone looked at Ma Dali, who had been lively and energetic just moments before, now crying miserably, and couldn't understand what kind of person he was, what his personality was, how he could laugh one minute and cry the next!

Ling Baobao hadn't expected Wang Shuheng to be secretly pursuing Xiao Yiting. A bitter feeling welled up inside her. If it weren't for Fan Huajing's constant interference that had caused her to miss many opportunities, she would have already actively pursued Xiao Yiting. Now, Wang Shuheng had beaten her to it. But Li Guodong had told her to take good care of Xiao Yiting before he left. Ling Baobao thought to herself, "This is all messed up!" It's all a mess, damn it, what kind of situation is this?

Chapter 44: A Forced Kiss.

Wang Shuheng miraculously conquered Xiao Yiting's cold and aloof heart.

On a bright, moonlit night, Wang Shuheng finally expressed his love to Xiao Yiting. That night, after evening self-study, the students went home or back to their dorms, leaving only four people in the classroom. Xiao Yiting and her deskmate stayed to clean, and Wang Shuheng, seeing this as a good opportunity, deliberately delayed until the last minute, staying with Li Xiping to help Xiao Yiting tidy up the desks, put the chairs back in their places, and sweep the floor and empty the trash. Xiao Yiting seemed indifferent to all of this, as was her usual self. Wang Shuheng worked enthusiastically, occasionally straightening up to glance at Xiao Yiting while wiping his sweat, only to lower his head again and continue sweeping when he saw she wasn't looking at him.

With a surge of excitement, Wang Shuheng finished everything. Xiao Yiting's deskmate grinned at the two sweaty boys, revealing a mouthful of silver braces. Xiao Yiting sat half-reclined on the desk, looking down at Wang Shuheng, her face remaining calm. Wang Shuheng felt a pang of fear; the pretty girl's expression was still so aloof. He gestured to Li Xiping to take Xiao Yiting's deskmate away, then sat down next to Xiao Yiting, his face flushed and his breathing rapid, saying, "Xiao Yiting, I like you! Will you be my girlfriend?"

Xiao Yiting blinked hard, looking at the nervous boy in front of her with fear. Her heart was boiling with excitement. This was the first time in her life that a boy had confessed his love to her face. Even Li Guodong had only mentioned it in his love letters, never in person.

Xiao Yiting hesitated, not replying immediately. Feeling her face burning, she lowered her head and shyly said to Wang Shuheng, "Let me think about it, okay?"

The blush on Xiao Yiting's face made Wang Shuheng presumptuously assume she had already agreed. Wang Shuheng, like a leopard, suddenly thrust his hot lips to kiss Xiao Yiting. Although inexperienced, he was fearless, pulling her tightly into his arms and forcefully kissing her without warning.

Wang Shuheng said he was shocked by the kiss; he had never experienced such a wonderful sensation, so attractive and moving. Xiao Yiting was stunned by the sudden attack. After less than half a minute, she reacted by slapping Wang Shuheng hard across the face, leaving five finger marks immediately. Wang Shuheng withdrew his lips, but then suddenly attacked again, kissing Xiao Yiting's mouth. This time, Xiao Yiting lifted her leg, forcefully pulling it up from the ground and placing it between them. She kicked Wang Shuheng hard in the stomach, sending him flying off his desk and onto the ground. He got up without saying a word, a wicked grin on his face. Xiao Yiting's face was flushed and pale, whether from anger or excitement, it was hard to tell!

The next day, on the bright moonlit playground, when Wang Shuheng asked Xiao Yiting to go out for a chat, she surprisingly agreed.

Behind the water tower, with a couple kissing nearby as a reference, Wang Shuheng embraced Xiao Yiting and engaged in a very intense and passionate kiss. Just as he was getting used to lip-to-lip contact, Xiao Yiting's tongue, like a snake's forked tongue, entered his mouth. He clearly felt an unprecedented stimulation and pleasure; the passionate kiss above aroused his lower body, making his whole body feel like it was on fire. Wang Shuheng finally understood the allure of girls. Of course, this was a piece of cake for Ling Baobao. However, seeing Xiao Yiting fall into Wang Shuheng's arms, being kissed relentlessly by him, Ling Baobao couldn't understand what Xiao Yiting was thinking. She was just letting Wang Shuheng get her way like that. Ling Baobao felt a pang of jealousy.

Chapter 45: The Torture Plan Begins.

Less than a month after the start of the school year, National Day was approaching. In those days, there was no concept of a Golden Week, because schools only gave students one day off for National Day. Students were always excited about the upcoming holiday, whether long or short, as their confined lives could finally be put on hold, and they could move around freely.

On this very day, Wang Shuheng had his accident. Ling Baobao remembered the last time she saw him; he was gazing at Xiao Yiting with admiring and adoring eyes. She watched as they walked out of the school gate, heading towards the locust grove next to the school. From then on, Wang Shuheng's image remained etched in Ling Baobao's mind.

As soon as they left the school, Wang Shuheng took Xiao Yiting's gentle hand, and the two walked, chatting and laughing, towards their romantic spot—the locust grove. Several other couples were already walking hand-in-hand in that direction. Wang Shuheng and Xiao Yiting, deeply in love, arrived at the grove. They found a clean bluestone to sit on, watching the sunlight dapple the ground through the dense leaves. Overwhelmed with emotion, their lips met in a passionate kiss, savoring the heartbeat and love of youth.

All this beautiful scene was interrupted by Wu Dingtian's appearance. Wu Dingtian and a few others followed Wang Shuheng to the locust grove. As Wang Shuheng gently embraced Xiao Yiting and passionately kissed her, Wu Dingtian appeared. He somehow found a dead snake and threw it into the arms of the kissing lovers. Startled, Xiao Yiting screamed and jumped up from the bluestone, letting out a cry of pain and terror like a cow or sheep about to be slaughtered, "Ah—!"

Wang Shuheng was also startled. When he saw it was a dead snake, he knew it was a prank. When Wu Dingtian's obese body appeared, Wang Shuheng's tension immediately intensified. Wu Dingtian's two accomplices rushed over and restrained Xiao Yiting, who was still in shock. Wang Shuheng angrily said, "You bastard, you ambushed me! What a waste of your size! Let that girl go! We'll settle our score!"

Wu Dingtian, however, grinned lewdly and reached out to grab Xiao Yiting's breasts, saying, "Do you even know how to date? You have to be direct with girls, you know? Just touch her! Like me! That's how girls get excited and like you! Idiot! All you know is kissing and holding hands!"

Xiao Yiting's emotions changed drastically from Wu Dingtian's sudden attack, and she shouted, "Pervert! Pervert! I'll tell the teacher! No! I'll tell the police!"

Wu Dingtian turned around and said, "Who saw it? Who saw it? Heh! You little slut, being with him is destined to..." "You're going to suffer a loss! You know that?! I'm here to settle accounts today, and you're unlucky to have run into me! Just watch from the sidelines and see how I settle this score!"

Two strong boys grabbed Wang Shuheng, and Wu Dingtian held up his fist, the size of a sandbag, in front of Wang Shuheng's eyes. Then he spat on his fist, bared his teeth, and yelled, before delivering a powerful straight punch to Wang Shuheng's stomach. "Thump—"

The punch felt like hitting a sandbag, and Wang Shuheng cried out "Ouch!" and collapsed to the ground in pain. Wu Dingtian cursed, "What a fucking coward! I only used my fist, not even a brick, and you're already down! How boring!"

Then, with a wicked grin, he turned to look at Xiao Yiting and walked towards her. Xiao Yiting trembled all over, like a leaf.

Seeing Wu Dingtian walk towards Xiao Yiting, Wang Shuheng, who was lying on the ground, felt his anger instantly transform into a strange drive. Ignoring his own pain, his eyes red, he grabbed a blue stone from the ground, leaped forward like a mad leopard, and jumped onto Wu Dingtian's back. One hand tightly gripped Wu Dingtian's neck, while the other hand frantically struck Wu Dingtian's head with the blue stone. Soon, Wu Dingtian's head was split open like a ripe watermelon, and Wu Dingtian's face was soaked with blood. The black blood flowed down his head like water, soaking his clothes and staining the ground red. The fat and tall Wu Dingtian then crashed to the ground like a huge boulder that had been pushed over. After falling to the ground, he began to convulse. No one could see Wu Dingtian's face clearly; his face, blurred by blood, had no features, leaving only a fleshy figure lying on the ground, as if he had been splattered with blood.

The others were stunned by the scene. It wasn't until one of them reacted that they screamed, a desperate cry for help: "Murder! Murder!"

Wang Shuheng, his face covered in blood, stood frozen, watching Wu Dingtian convulse on the ground like a dying fish. Xiao Yiting was terrified, her eyes red and swollen, tears welling in her eyes. She stood there, even forgetting to breathe, wanting to scream but unable to utter a sound.

Wang Shuheng remained in one position until the police arrived and forcefully snatched the small piece of bluestone from his hand. His mouth moved, but before he could speak, he was pushed into the car.

Xiao Yiting was also taken away. She remembered sitting in the back of the police car, seeing Wang Shuheng in the back seat of the car in front constantly turning his head to look in her direction, but she knew he couldn't see her at all.

Xiao Yiting returned to school soon after, but she never dared to walk arrogantly in front of her classmates again, nor did she dare to rush out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang, nor did she dare to raise her hand to speak in class or talk loudly in front of her classmates. She slowly scurried into the back of the crowd, like a mouse afraid of being discovered by her classmates.

Ling Baobao never saw his brother again. On the bulletin board in front of the school building, two eye-catching white notices showed that Wang Shuheng had been expelled from school for serious disciplinary violations and fighting, and Xiao Yiting had been given a warning for disciplinary violations.

Ling Baobao didn't see Wu Dingtian for a long time, and everyone thought Wu Dingtian was dead.

The sudden absence of two such important people in his life made Ling Baobao feel lonely, so during this lonely time, he frantically searched for girls, relying on them to vent his depression.

Ling Baobao saw Yi Meimei with her two thick braids again. He felt he now had a chance to avenge his good brother, Wang Shuheng. He wanted to take advantage of this time to steal Wu Dingtian's girlfriend, to thoroughly ravage her, and to vent his pent-up frustration on her. Ling Baobao started to think about his plan and devise specific implementation steps.

Chapter 46: Trapped in a Beauty Trap.

Back in the dormitory that night, Ling Baobao overheard Ma Dali's findings about Wu Dingtian and Wang Shuheng. Wu Dingtian wasn't dead; Wang Shuheng had just cracked his skull open, and he was currently hospitalized at the county hospital. Wang Shuheng had been detained by the police, and the outcome was unknown. Ling Baobao felt sorry for Wang Shuheng's impulsive actions, but now that it had happened, he could only pray for Wang Shuheng's safe return. Ling Baobao was

worried about Yi Meimei, who had been very depressed these past few days. Ling Baobao had analyzed Yi Meimei's various behaviors to deduce this. Yi Meimei used to be exceptionally active during breaks, her chatter echoing both inside and outside the classroom. But now, she's much quieter. Previously, at lunchtime, she would sit on her stool waiting for Wu Dingtian to appear before packing up her things, then excitedly go to lunch with him. Now, she's the first to slip out of the classroom after lunch, her expression unreadable.

In the evenings after self-study, Ling Baobao noticed that Yi Meimei, who usually waited for Wu Dingtian in the classroom, would chat intimately outside before returning to the dormitory, now went straight to the dormitory as soon as class ended.

After observing for a long time, Ling Baobao decided to take the initiative. To prevent Fan Huajing from causing trouble, he decided to launch a three-stage attack. The first stage was lunchtime, afternoon, and evening, using mealtimes, breaks, and water-getting times to approach her. Secondly, there's the academic aspect. Yi Meimei excels in English and is also at the top of her class in PE and music. Ling Baobao felt it necessary to improve her grades in these areas and proactively reach out to her. The third and final tactic is to directly approach her or even force her way in, but this should only be used as a last resort.

Before Ling Baobao could even begin her plan, she was framed by Qiao Jie.

It turns out that after evening self-study ends at 9 pm, the cafeteria usually leaves a small window open to sell the leftover food from the afternoon. This is partly because many students voluntarily have an extra meal after self-study, and partly because the cafeteria wants to make more money – selling one more meal means earning more money! Ling Baobao and Ma Dali felt a little hungry after self-study, so they went to the cafeteria to eat together. All that was left were noodles, some vegetables, and steamed buns. Ma Dali bought noodles and sat down at the table to eat. The cook serving Ma Dali was the same cook who had beaten him up before, the cook who had shoved a bowl of hot noodles in Ling Baobao's face, and the cook who had been caught having an affair in the kitchen by Ling Baobao. Because this cook was fat and had shaved his head after being burned, he looked like a monk and was therefore nicknamed "Fat Monk" among the students. Afterwards, Fat Monk seemed afraid of Ma Dali's cunning and calculating eyes, so he always gave him extra food. Ma Dali pretended not to notice, took the food, and left. The two never had a direct exchange.

While Ma Dali was happily munching on his food, Ling Baobao came to the sales window. Just as she was about to stick her head in to see what was inside, Qiao Jie's charming, smiling face appeared behind the window. The lighting was dim, but it didn't diminish Qiao Jie's mature and sexy charm. Her low-cut dress revealed half of her breasts, and Ling Baobao was momentarily at a loss. In this tempting situation, in those few seconds, Ling Baobao recalled all the women whose breasts she had ever noticed and touched. Only this half-exposed breast led her to another desire every time her appetite was aroused. After staring at those full breasts for a few seconds, Ling Baobao said to Qiao Jie inside: "Two sausages, and two chicken legs, please."

Qiao Jie clearly remembered who was opposite her, and still smiled charmingly at Ling Baobao, saying, "Eat more if you're hungry tonight, these can't be a meal!"

Qiao Jie handed the food to Ling Baobao, deliberately and lightly touching the back of his hand as she did so. Ling Baobao's body trembled as if electrocuted. Qiao Jie, with her cherry-like lips parted, said in a coquettish voice, "What's your name? I see you all the time but don't know your name!"

Ling Baobao gave her name, and Qiao Jie, through the window, gave a slight shake of her ample breasts, saying softly, "Want some mutton soup? The chef just slaughtered a sheep and is simmering it in the back. Come back later, don't tell anyone! It's not good to have too many people at this hour!"

Ling Baobao was overjoyed. Meat wasn't served every day in the high school cafeteria, let alone mutton soup. Ling Baobao clearly felt that Qiao Jie was trying to please him.

Ling Baobao gave Ma Dali a sausage and a chicken leg, and bought a bowl of noodles for herself. Ma Dali nodded gratefully, clearly touched that Ling Baobao often shared her food with him; this guy didn't treat him like an outsider.

After dinner, the two returned to their dorm. Ma Dali, like a monkey, stripped naked and got into bed—this guy really knew how to enjoy himself.

But Ling Baobao was still thinking about the mutton soup Qiao Jie had mentioned. When Li Xiping returned to the dormitory, the three of them played cards for a while. Seeing that it was almost time, Ling Baobao lied and said she had a stomachache and needed to go downstairs to the toilet, asking Hu Chengwei to take her place. She went downstairs and headed towards the already darkened cafeteria hall. There was a small door in the back wall of the hall leading directly to the kitchen. Ling Baobao knocked twice, and someone opened the door. It was none other than Qiao Jie. Qiao Jie was very happy to see Ling Baobao. Her pointed oval face smiled even more charmingly. She said to Ling Baobao, "Come in! I've been waiting for you! I thought you wouldn't dare come!"

Qiao Jie was wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt. Because the shirt was too small, it seemed to be tightly bound to her body, perfectly showcasing her upper body curves. Qiao Jie's breasts were clearly not comparable to those of a young girl, but they were comparable to the female owner of the billiard hall who had taken her virginity, although the two were of different types. The billiard hall owner, while not as slender and petite as Qiao Jie, was still exceptionally voluptuous. Qiao Jie, on the other hand, possessed a remarkably good figure—an oval face and a perfectly proportioned body, with ample curves in all the right places. Ling Baobao was utterly puzzled. How could Qiao Jie, in her thirties, maintain a figure better than a young girl's? What was her secret?

While still wondering, her nose caught the distinctive, enticing aroma of mutton. The smell made her mouth water.

The kitchen was quiet, save for the large iron pot emitting billowing steam. The steam rose to the ceiling and then sank back down, enveloping the kitchen in a misty, ethereal atmosphere. Qiao Jie led Ling Baobao to the large iron pot billowing thick steam, pointing at it and saying, "Just a little longer! I've prepared all the seasonings for you!"

Ling Baobao was clearly full of anticipation for the bubbling mutton soup in the pot, making smacking noises as she listened to the rolling boil.

Suddenly, Qiao Jie exclaimed, "Look! A mouse!" Her

voice shrill, she pointed to a blurry spot in the distance of the kitchen, saying, "See that? A huge mouse? It scared me to death! I'm terrified!"

Ling Baobao found this amusing; it was rare to see someone so grown up afraid of a mouse! He hurriedly asked, "Where is it? Where is it?"

Qiao Jie came over and hugged Ling Baobao's waist, timidly pressing against his back, "Over there? Can you see it?"

Ling Baobao couldn't see anything, and just as he turned around to ask if there was a flashlight to help him look, Qiao Jie's delicate face was almost touching his. Qiao Jie exhaled a light fragrance, releasing a very charming body scent, and her red cherry lips were so alluring. Ling Baobao forgot the question he wanted to ask. Just as he was about to think about it, Qiao Jie's fragrant lips opened and said, "You scared me to death, Baobao! Qiao Jie looks like an adult, but she's so timid. I'm terrified of mice! You don't believe me? Feel it, my heart is pounding!"

Qiao Jie's arm suddenly gripped Ling Baobao's hand tightly and pulled it towards her chest. Ling Baobao let Qiao Jie pull him without any resistance. He never expected that drinking mutton soup would lead to such a romantic encounter. When Ling Baobao's hand touched Qiao Jie's full breasts, Qiao Jie's body trembled slightly. In the steamy kitchen, Ling Baobao's hand roamed over Qiao Jie's breasts; through numerous practices, he was arguably even more skilled than some adults. Ling Baobao then took the initiative to kiss Qiao Jie's lips, which were painted with red lipstick, beginning to experience the unique fragrance and saliva of this different woman. This was the beginning of a series of practiced steps. Qiao Jie even proactively slipped her tongue into Ling Baobao's mouth, and their tongues intertwined. Qiao Jie hadn't expected this little boy to possess such skillful kissing and French kissing techniques; she had clearly underestimated him. Ling Baobao perfectly demonstrated his practical experience in French kissing; his tongue was like a nimble snake emerging from its hole, appearing and disappearing like a dragon, stirring up a storm in Qiao Jie's mouth. The two were like lovers in the throes of passion, chasing each other's smooth, delicious tongues, swallowing each other's saliva. Overwhelmed with passion, Qiao Jie let out a muffled sound, while Ling Baobao began another part of the routine: the game of the breasts. Ling Baobao's hand moved down, lifting Qiao Jie's light blue short-sleeved shirt from bottom to top, unhooking her bra, and gently kneading the moderately sized, highly elastic left breast. He lightly teased the nipple with his fingers until it slowly stood erect.

Qiao Jie was utterly astonished by this brat's skill and mastery of this. Her brow furrowed, she looked unbearably uncomfortable, and made soft "mmm"

sounds.

Ling Baobao moved his lips downwards, licking Qiao Jie's snow-white neck, slowly moving lower until he bent down to kiss the small cherry-like nipple on her left breast. He put the nipple in his mouth and circled it with his tongue. Qiao Jie's body began to tremble, tremble violently. Her body, which had been standing, was about to give way. She held onto Ling Baobao's shoulder with one hand and braced herself against the iron frame behind her with the other. Ling Baobao hadn't originally intended to go any further, but the small umbrella below had already opened, as if an arrow had to be released from a bowstring. Just as he was about to reach down, something hit him hard on the head. Ling Baobao's already bent body collapsed to the ground. His head was throbbing with pain, and his head was buzzing incessantly. Just as Ling Baobao was about to turn around, she was hit hard on the head again. This time, Ling Baobao was completely dizzy. She heard Qiao Jie say, "Stop hitting her! Just teach her a lesson! Don't really hurt her!"

While her head was still buzzing, Ling Baobao caught a glimpse of the person hitting her head from behind. It was none other than Master "Fat Monk". Qiao Jie had already straightened her clothes and asked angrily, "Why did you only come in now? Where were you all this time!"

She heard Fat Monk panting and say, "I went to take a dump!"

Then he shouted at Ling Baobao on the ground, "Little brat! Turn around!"

Ling Baobao turned around while sitting on the ground and saw "Fat Monk" with a cigarette in his mouth, glaring at her fiercely.

"Kid, you've got some nerve! You dare touch my woman! Do you want to die?"

With that, he raised the huge iron ladle in his hand and swung it at Ling Baobao's head. Just as Ling Baobao was about to dodge, Qiao Jie grabbed the "fat monk's" arm and said angrily, "You're just trying to scare people! Don't scare him silly! What use will he be then?"

The "fat monk" stopped waving the huge iron ladle and instead shouted, "You're so young, but you've got some nerve! You dare do things adults wouldn't dare do, you're really audacious! Now that I've caught you, tell me, are we going to see the principal and the head of the student affairs office, and then have your parents come in for a meeting to criticize you, or should we settle this privately?"

Hearing this, Ling Baobao knew he'd been ambushed, like a guerrilla fighter caught in a Japanese ambush. He knew that if he handed the matter over to the school, his reputation, and his parents' reputation, would be ruined. Even if he could continue studying, how could he ever face anyone again! Thinking of this, he resolutely said to "Fat Monk," "If we settle this privately, you won't tell the school, and we'll resolve it privately between the two of us. No one but the three of us will know!"

Fat Monk said happily, "Hey! Not bad! This little brat is pretty smart! He figured it out right away!"

He continued, "I'm not kidding you! If you agree to do me a favor, I'll let this go! I'm an adult, and I always keep my word when I talk to you, kid!"

Ling Baobao thought to herself that he actually wanted something from her, so she asked reluctantly, "What is it? What can I do for you?"

Fat Monk smiled and said, "Just agree. It's very simple, but if you agree tonight and go back on your word tomorrow, I'm telling you! I'll go to your classroom during your class! I won't even mention the consequences!"

Ling Baobao looked at these two so-called adults, and at Qiao Jie and "Fat Monk," and thought to herself, "Damn it, I'm resigned to my fate this time! I'm going all in! I'll jump into any fire or water!"

After thinking it over, she said to Fat Monk, "Okay! I agree! You have to agree too!" "Otherwise, I wouldn't do it even if you killed me!"

Fat Monk and Sister Qiao looked at each other smugly, and then Sister Qiao said, "Come on, finish your soup first, and then listen to your master tell you about this!"

47. Chapter 47 Skillful Wet Kiss

After the mutton soup boiled, Fat Monk ladled out three bowls of soup, took a piece of mutton from the pot, cut it into slices, divided it into three portions, and put in salt, soy sauce, MSG, and other seasonings. The three of them picked up their bowls and ate with relish.

Ling Baobao quickly finished a bowl of mutton and mutton soup, licked her lips while looking at the pot, and Fat Monk saw this and scolded, "Little brat, you can eat and drink a lot! What are you looking at? Just eat this bowl, if you want more, come to the canteen tomorrow and pay for it!"

Ling Baobao didn't say anything, thinking to herself, you Fat Monk, you're really stingy, you want me to do something for you but you're so stingy. Upon seeing this, Qiao Jie scooped a piece of meat from the pot and placed it in Ling Baobao's bowl, saying, "Eat quickly, this is the last piece! You'll have to pay to eat it again later!"

As she spoke, she gave Ling Baobao a charming smile. Ling Baobao noticed this and wondered if her actions had made Qiao Jie start to see her in a different light. Although Qiao Jie had tricked her into falling into a trap, she was still happy to think that she had ultimately benefited from Qiao Jie's scheme.

After finishing his meal and drink, "Fat Monk" wiped his greasy lips, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a large smoke ring with obvious enjoyment. He then said to Ling Baobao, "You've had your fill, kid. Now I'll tell you what you need to do!"

Fat Monk paused, then continued, "Do you know the General Affairs Department?"

Ling Baobao nodded. "Fat Monk" continued, "I need you to climb in through the back window of the General Affairs Department and find a blue leather-bound ledger in the filing cabinet." Ling Baobao understood that "Fat Monk" wanted him to steal something, and he was quite unhappy. Wasn't this asking him to do something illegal?

Seeing Ling Baobao's displeasure, "Fat Monk" cursed again, "Damn it, are you itching for a beating? You agreed just now, don't even think about going back on your word. Looks like you won't learn your lesson unless I give you a good beating!"

Qiao Jie, however, said gently, "Who said he didn't want to go? Baobao! I have high hopes for you!" "That fat guy definitely can't squeeze through that window. And me, I'm not that strong, so don't complain, just go for it! You're so strong, you can do this without being taught!"

Ling Baobao knew Qiao Jie was just sweet-talking him, but now he had no choice.

Qiao Jie walked over and patted Ling Baobao's shoulder, saying, "Don't be afraid! We'll both go with you!"

It was pitch black outside, and the campus was rarely as noisy as it was during the day, except for the occasional whispering voices of students from the dormitory area. The three of them filed in and walked to a single-story building right next to the north side of the cafeteria hall. They then quietly went around to the back, where there was a window on the wall. Ling Baobao looked at the window and said, "It's so high! I can't reach it!"

Unexpectedly, "Fat Monk" quietly walked to the corner, leaned against the wall, and said, "Come on! Step on my shoulders!" Ling

Baobao stepped on Fat Monk's shoulders, gently pushed open the window on the back wall of the main office, grabbed the window bars, jumped up, and climbed onto the window. Shining the flashlight in her mouth, she saw a filing cabinet below. Using the cabinet as a stepping stone, she jumped to the ground. Seeing that it was pitch black all around, she easily pulled the cabinet open and rummaged through it. Sure enough, she found a blue leather ledger. The table of contents listed the accounts for the first-year high school cafeteria.

Ling Baobao was puzzled as to what Fat Monk and Sister Qiao wanted her to steal this for. She opened the ledger and flipped through it but couldn't find anything.

Using the filing cabinet as a stepping stone, she returned outside. Fat Monk asked softly, "Did you get it?"

Ling Baobao took the ledger out of her pocket and asked, "Is this it? "

Fat Monk shone the flashlight on it, chuckled, and said, "Not bad! Not bad! Alright! You can go back now!" Ling Baobao thought to herself, "I'd better get away from these two scheming people. "

Back in the dorm, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and a few others were still working late, only now they'd switched to candles after lights out. Ma Dali asked sarcastically, "Your shit really did end up in Japan! Everyone thought you fell into a latrine, and we were discussing who to send to rescue you!"

Ling Baobao smacked Ma Dali on the head and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Come on! Sleep with me!"

Ma Dali gripped his belt tightly and said warily, "Dude! I'm not a prostitute! When did you get this problem?"

The onlookers burst into laughter.

The next day in PE class, Ling Baobao found an opportunity to get close to Yi Meimei. The subject was the vault, and the boys all cleared it smoothly, but none of the girls could do it. They either landed on the back of the vaulting horse or simply rode on it. The PE teacher was very disappointed. Seeing the girls' cowardly performance, he called on a boy to demonstrate. Ling Baobao was the first to raise his hand, so the teacher called on him. Ling Baobao started running, then stepped onto the board, jumped, and landed smoothly, completing the maneuver flawlessly. The girls around him let out a burst of admiring and respectful laughter. Unexpectedly, after watching, Yi Meimei volunteered to try jumping again. So, the PE teacher asked Ling Baobao to stand beside the wooden horse to protect her. Yi Meimei ran far away to sprint, took the springboard, and everything went perfectly. However, when she braced herself, she misjudged, causing her to land on her bottom on the back of the wooden horse, losing control and falling to the ground. Just as Ling Baobao was about to reach out to help her, Yi Meimei had already fallen to the ground. Teachers and classmates all rushed over. Yi Meimei lay on the ground, her face flushed, making cries of pain. Seeing the situation was bad, the teacher quickly said, "Ling Baobao, quickly help her to the infirmary!"

After being helped up by her classmates, Ling Baobao wanted to step over Yi Meimei's shoulder to help her up, but seeing that Yi Meimei was a girl, it wouldn't be appropriate to put her arm around her shoulder. So, she simply bent down and carried Yi Meimei on her back. Yi Meimei's head drooped near Ling Baobao's ear, and occasionally, the unique fragrance of a young girl would waft into Ling Baobao's nostrils. Yi Meimei's body was very light, yet her skin felt as soft and delicate as cotton. Embarrassed, Yi Meimei gently wrapped her arms around Ling Baobao's neck, letting Ling Baobao support her bottom from behind.

Ling Baobao's hands felt the firm, soft buttocks, her back pressed against Yi Meimei's budding breasts, and the fragrance of Yi Meimei's breath filled his ears and face. His heart was in a constant state of rapid tension and excitement. Heaven had finally given him the opportunity to carry out his plan.

Arriving at the infirmary, Old Chen was idly reading a book. Seeing Ling Baobao carrying a girl in, he immediately sensed a business opportunity and stood up to greet her with a broad smile. After an examination, Yi Meimei's leg was fine; she had probably bumped it when she landed. Old Chen prescribed some safflower oil and instructed her to apply it three times a day. Just as Yi Meimei reached into her pocket for money, her face flushed again. She checked her pockets several times but couldn't find any. Embarrassed, she looked at Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao knew what was wrong and quickly pulled out her meal ticket from her pocket, handing it to Old Chen. At school, meal tickets were as common as RMB.

On the way back to the dormitory, Yi Meimei insisted on being helped only by Ling Baobao. When they reached the girls' dormitory building, Yi Meimei said, "Can I return your meal ticket to you in the classroom after evening self-study?" Ling Baobao nodded generously, smiling sweetly, and said, "It's fine, I'm not in a hurry!"

Yi Meimei replied, "I'll give it to you tonight! I don't like owing people things!"

Yi Meimei tried to pull away from Ling Baobao's support, but Ling Baobao wouldn't let go until Yi Meimei shook her hand forcefully, at which point Ling Baobao released her grip. A blush crept across Yi Meimei's face, and Ling Baobao nearly fainted!

After evening self-study, Ling Baobao waited for Yi Meimei to come and return his meal ticket, but she never did. Yi Meimei's beautiful, alluring back was swaying back and forth, as if he could see a pair of lustful eyes staring at him from behind. Fan Huajing, however, kept turning her head to look at Ling Baobao, sometimes smiling at him, sometimes making a face. Finally, as the bell rang after self-study, Ling Baobao saw Yi Meimei limp to his desk, take out her meal ticket, place it on the table, say thank you, and leave, without even looking at Ling Baobao's reaction. Fan Huajing watched as the somewhat indifferent Yi Meimei walked away and said, "Always so vain! Such a long face! Who are you trying to impress!"

Ling Baobao didn't say anything, and was about to chase after Yi Meimei when Fan Huajing pointed at her with alluring eyes and said, "Baobao! I want to go for a walk on the playground! Will you come with me?"

Ling Baobao showed impatience, and Fan Huajing slammed her hand on the table, saying fiercely, "What kind of attitude is that?"

Ling Baobao had no choice but to quickly say, "No!"

Fan Huajing then said loudly, "That's good! Come on! Come down with me to get your bike!"

Ma Dali watched enviously as Ling Baobao was dragged away by Fan Huajing, swallowed hard, and cursed, "Damn it, girls are all fucking stupid. It's a bunch of blind girls that no one likes me, Ma Dali."

Ling Baobao and Fan Huajing arrived at the teaching building, and Fan Huajing said, "How about you walk me home today? Okay? "

Ling Baobao knew what Fan Huajing meant, but there were teachers checking attendance at the gate, and she didn't have an access card. How could she get out?

Fan Huajing said, "You're a boy, can't you think of another way?" "Does it have to be out the front door?" Fan Huajing was indeed quirky; she meant for Ling Baobao to climb over the wall, but was it worth it for him to climb over the wall alone late at night?

Fan Huajing pinched Ling Baobao's arm and said ambiguously, "You're such a strong man, what can't you do! You can do anything!"

Ling Baobao took a breath and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "Go out through the front gate and wait for me at the fork in the road west of the school that leads back to the county town.

" When Fan Huajing slowly pushed the bike to the fork, Ling Baobao was already waiting there. Fan Huajing looked at the panting Ling Baobao and said, "You're inhuman! How did you get here so fast!"

Fan Huajing wanted to say something, but Ling Baobao forcefully grabbed her slender waist. Although Fan Huajing had long anticipated this exciting scene, when it actually happened, she blushed with embarrassment. The girlish desire and impulse for sex were rekindled at this moment. She recalled how lonely and helpless she felt lying alone in bed that thunderous night, pleasuring herself with her hands. Now, Ling Baobao's presence was far more effective than her own hands. Fan Huajing saw two flames burning in Ling Baobao's eyes—the flames of love, the flames of anticipation and desire.

Ling Baobao skillfully found Fan Huajing's cherry-like mouth, her tongue swirling wildly inside. Fan Huajing thoroughly enjoyed Ling Baobao's skillful and stimulating French kiss. Saliva mingled on their tongues, and Fan Huajing's last remaining consciousness faded with time, her mind going completely blank.

Ling Baobao picked up Fan Huajing and carried her to the apple orchard behind the house. The orchard was covered in lush green grass. He placed Fan Huajing on the grass, and the bright moonlight filtered through the branches, making the night exceptionally romantic.

Ling Baobao's desire was aroused. He climbed beside Fan Huajing and kissed her lips, which seemed to be gaping open like a fish needing oxygen. Their wet kiss caused Fan Huajing to writhe uncontrollably, her legs rubbing against each other. In Fan Huajing's extreme ecstasy and pleasure, Ling Baobao unhooked her bra. The girl's proud, smooth, firm, and snow-white breasts were revealed before Ling Baobao. He was stunned. This was another masterpiece. Obviously, they weren't as full as Qiao Jie's or the female boss's breasts, but like a lotus flower just beginning to bloom, they were small, exquisite, and extremely alluring. Ling Baobao's hand accidentally touched Fan Huajing's nipples, causing Fan Huajing's body to tremble slightly. She cried out, "Baby..."

Ling Baobao began kissing downwards, her tongue sliding between Fan Huajing's breasts. Hou Longtao opened his mouth wide, taking a quarter of one of the peaks into his mouth, his tongue rubbing against the erect nipple. His right index finger pressed down on the other nipple, then released it, causing it to pop open against the elastic flesh.

The constant stimulation of Fan Huajing's breasts brought her a faint itch, an itch that flowed like a stream, from the tip of her breast to the base, from the base to her whole body... The itch spread into a tingling itch, and the tingling itch turned into a desire. Her legs sometimes closed, sometimes opened, sometimes intertwined; her complex emotions were evident even from her moans, revealing her burning desire.

Fan Huajing's moans were so melodious, as soft as her writhing body, sometimes like a nightingale's song, sometimes like a warbler's chorus, so pleasant and captivating. Like the drumbeats of a battlefield, they stimulated Ling Baobao's male hormones, causing the entire apple orchard to tremble slightly with their numbing, tingling sounds.

Ling Baobao continued to lick her firm, small breasts and hardened nipples with his tongue. Under prolonged stimulation, the color of her areolas lightened due to the swelling of her breasts, and the sensitive little bumps on her areolas became more prominent. Under the moonlight, the veins on her fair breasts were clearly visible.

Based on his experience, Ling Baobao changed his strategy, pressing his lips against her breasts, rubbing his teeth against her areolas, and using his tongue to tease her hardened nipples, constantly and rapidly flicking them. Ling Baobao clearly felt Fan Huajing's body tense up; her moans were no longer the joyful songs, but rather cries of extreme emptiness and intense longing.

Ling Baobao quickened his pace, one hand grasping and squeezing the outer edge of her small, firm breasts. The smooth, alabaster skin suddenly reminded him of Qiao Jie and the billiard hall owner's ample breasts. What were they doing now?

Ling Baobao mechanically operated his tongue, finally causing Fan Huajing to straighten her body, her upper body almost suspended in the air. She let out a long, wanton moan. This aroused girl had actually reached orgasm through oral stimulation of her breasts. This was due to Ling Baobao's accumulated experience and observations.

Ling Baobao straightened up, stroking her breasts and lower abdomen with both hands, carefully observing her body. Undeniably, this was an incredibly alluring body, a near-perfect physique. Her fingers were long and slender, her nails smooth as jade; her calves were defined, her thighs long and smooth, a touch of rosy blush glistening in the moonlight; her high, mysterious area was flawless, as white as a baby's; her flat stomach accentuated her slender waist, her full yet small breasts stood erect and alluring, her bony shoulders and long, slender neck a perfect sight, and her languid yet passionately yearning face made it impossible to control one's lust.

Looking at this incredibly alluring, youthful body, Ling Baobao was momentarily at a loss for what to do next. The pause in time allowed Fan Huajing to regain his senses. He quickly sat up from the grass, put down his shirt that Ling Baobao had lifted, glanced at Ling Baobao, and then put his arm around her shoulder, saying, "Baobao, let's call it a night! It's so late, I have to go home!"

Fan Huajing rode his bike away into the darkness. Ling Baobao's aroused body relaxed, like a deflated balloon, head drooping, as she walked back to her dormitory. Halfway there, Ling Baobao thought of someone: the female owner of the billiard hall. She hadn't seen her for several days; she wondered how she was doing. Those full breasts seemed to keep flashing before Ling Baobao's eyes. Ling Baobao sighed. This was fate! This woman... Taking away his virginity made him think of her first whenever he thought of a woman. He decided to take advantage of the opportunity to climb over the wall tonight to visit her

. Chapter 48 Rape (1)

Ling Baobao arrived at the entrance of the pool hall, which was already dimly lit, accompanied by the moonlight. The dim yellow light inside made Ling Baobao feel a little nervous. She stopped and gently leaned towards the door. There was no longer any noise from the students playing pool. It was obviously much quieter. The silence was so quiet that you could hear the crickets chirping in the corner. Just as

Ling Baobao was about to knock on the door, a man's voice suddenly came from inside. The man seemed very angry. His voice was like a firecracker being lit.

"Are you coming home with me or not?"

The man's deep voice was like the howl of a wounded beast.

"I'll say it again, I'm not going back. I'd rather die than go back!"

Then came the resolute voice of the female owner of the pool hall.

"You..."

The man's angry cry came from the pool hall. "Are you trying to drive me to the brink of despair? Let me tell you!" "If I can't have a good life, you can't have one either!" Then came the sound of smashing utensils from inside. The female boss shouted, "Smash it! You think you're so tough? Smash this to pieces! I'm not going back with you anyway! Forget about it!"

Ling Baobao quietly pushed open the door, revealing a narrow crack. She saw the female boss sitting in a chair, her face flushed, glaring angrily at a man. The man was about fifty years old, hunched over, looking like a sickly old man who had been ill for years. His face was as black as charcoal, and his hands, like chicken claws, were smashing the bowls and chopsticks on the table against the wall. The bowls and chopsticks shattered on the cement floor. Ling Baobao watched this crazed man's frenzied actions. The man's final rage began to erupt against the female boss. Like an enraged wolf, he staggered to her, his eyes blazing with fury that seemed capable of melting her. His stiff body grabbed her arm as she sat in a chair, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, tears welling in his eyes, saying, "Come back with me? Please! If you won't come back, at least leave me a child! But you haven't given me a single son or daughter in all these years, you haven't even laid an egg! How am I, Lao Liu, supposed to live in this village after this?!" The female boss remained unmoved. Seeing the indifference and despair, the man named Lao Liu slowly sat up, his lips trembling as he said fiercely, "You're heartless, so don't blame me for being ruthless too!"

Lao Liu slapped the female boss's face repeatedly with his claw-like hand, grabbing her collar with his other hand and pulling her down. The female boss screamed in terror, then cried out, falling to the ground like a flipped turtle, her legs in the air. Lao Liu pounced on her like a hungry wolf, straddling her, and began slapping her face repeatedly with his thin, bony hands. In the quiet night, the pool hall echoed with horrifying screams and the resounding slaps.

Ling Baobao couldn't stand it anymore. A man hitting a woman was a sign of weakness. Without a word, Ling Baobao rushed in and shoved the man who called himself Lao Liu off the female boss.

Under the dim light, a dark figure rushed over and knocked him over. Startled by the sudden action, Lao Liu lay motionless on the ground for a long time, trying to figure out who the figure was. The female boss, lying on the ground, stared wide-eyed at Ling Baobao. This boy, whom she had seduced and slept with, had appeared just as she was being bullied. Her eyes were filled with emotion and gratitude. Lao Liu saw that it was a male student wearing a blue school uniform. His expression immediately became arrogant, and he cursed, "Damn it! Where did this little bastard come from? What are you doing here in the middle of the night? I'll tell your teacher to deal with you! Get lost! You hear me?" As he

spoke, Lao Liu grabbed a golf club from beside him, pretending to charge.

The female boss got up from the ground, stood in front of Ling Baobao, and shouted, "If anyone should get lost, it's you! You begged me to come back but then hit me! Lao Liu, let me tell you! I'm never going back! Our relationship ends here today!"

Lao Liu picked up a golf club and was about to smash it down on the female boss's head when Ling Baobao, quick-witted and agile, grabbed the club, cursing, "You son of a bitch! You old bastard! Bullying a woman, are you even a man? I couldn't stand it, so I had to intervene! Even if you call the police, you old bastard are still in the wrong.

Hitting someone is wrong!" Lao Liu, though thin, was surprisingly strong and managed to pull the club back. After finishing his speech, Ling Baobao, knowing he was in the wrong, angrily retorted, "So what if I hit my wife? Is that illegal? You brat, mind your own business! Don't think you're a match for me just because you're taller. Get lost!"

The female boss was actually this sixth man's wife. Ling Baobao didn't know if the sixth man's words were true or not, but judging from the situation, he couldn't help but believe it. Even if the police came, they would at most try to mediate. The female boss noticed Ling Baobao's hesitation and yelled at the sixth man, "Get lost! Get the hell out of here! You say I'm your wife? Do we have a marriage certificate? Show it to me! Let me tell you, even if the police come, I'm not afraid. I'll just say you're a human trafficker!"

Ling Baobao was confused. What was the relationship between these two? It was all so complicated. Ling Baobao looked at the female boss with a puzzled expression, then at Lao Liu, whose face was dark, disheveled, and aged. Perhaps it was just a marital quarrel, and she shouldn't interfere. But the age difference between them was too great. The man looked ten or twenty years older than the woman.

Ling Baobao decided to leave. It wasn't right for a child like herself to meddle in family matters. Before leaving, Ling Baobao warned Lao Liu, "You can't hit anyone again!"

Lao Liu retorted, "Get lost! Mind your own business!"

Ling Baobao turned to speak to the female boss, only to see her looking at him with terrified eyes. Before she could finish her "Watch out!", Ling Baobao felt a heavy blow to the back of his head from a wooden stick. He saw the female boss's terrified expression, her eyes wide and mouth agape. Ling Baobao's last image was frozen at that moment; his head began to go black, like the night itself, and his body trembled limply like a fish whose guts had been ripped out. He twitched twice, then collapsed to the ground, motionless. Ling Baobao was as unresponsive as a dead fish. Old Liu dragged him to the corner of the hall, tied his arms and wrists with thick hemp rope, and forced him to lean against the wall. Old Liu turned off the lights in the hall.

After an unknown amount of time, the feeling of being bound reached Ling Baobao's mind. His consciousness began to clear, his heart seemed to start beating again, and he opened his eyes. It was pitch black, except for a small room partitioned off by wooden planks against the wall, from which a light shone. Ling Baobao then realized that his hands were tightly bound behind his back. Ling Baobao shouted, "You old bastard! You dared to ambush me! You old bastard! I don't want to get involved in your business, I want to leave, but you insisted on keeping me here and tying me up! You better watch out, if I ever see you again! I'll tear your turtle shell off!" Just as Ling

Baobao was about to unleash a torrent of curses, the small wooden door of the cabin next to her was pushed open, and a blinding light pierced through. Directly opposite her was a makeshift bed supported by wooden blocks, on which lay the female boss. Old Liu stood on the ground, his eyes gleaming menacingly, and said, "If you keep yelling and cursing, believe me, I'll cut your tongue out!"

Ling Baobao fell silent, only glaring fiercely at Old Liu. Old Liu, leaning against the lamp, his figure appearing even more sleazy from the light filtering through. Yet his eyes remained fierce and venomous, like a wolf lurking in the night.

"You little bastard, open your eyes wide and look! You'll see a good show soon enough! You're quite the ladies' man!" "

After saying that, Lao Liu spat in front of Ling Baobao's eyes, a wicked smile spreading across his face.

"Xiao Min, I, Lao Liu, paid money to buy you. Although we've slept together once, let me tell you, you can't refuse to come back with me! I'll sleep with you again tonight, and then I'll accept it. I'll go home and get my dowry back from your gambling father! I don't want the rest of the money; consider it all as me wasting it on prostitutes!"

Lao Liu said to the female boss lying on the bed.

Ling Baobao finally realized that the female boss's name was Xiao Min, and the general outline of the matter became clearer.

By the light, Ling Baobao could see that Xiao Min's hands were tied behind her back, which explained why she had been lying motionless on the bed. Lao Liu stripped off his clothes and stood in front of the bed like a plucked rooster. He was indeed very thin; Ling Baobao could see his ribs protruding from the sides of his body, his deep belly making his sternum stand out, and his hunched back like He was as thin and bony as a skinny camel. He clearly hadn't bathed in a long time; piles of black grime had accumulated on his body, forming a distinct layer of black paint. He mechanically climbed onto the single bed and sat on Xiaomin's lap. Xiaomin's legs kicked wildly, her head swaying from side to side, occasionally lifting and shaking herself to sit on the floor. Ling Baobao, whose line of sight was below the bed, could see that a towel was stuffed in her mouth. Seeing Xiaomin's resistance, Ling Baobao anxiously shouted, "This is rape! Do you know the police will arrest you! You're breaking the law, you know?"

The naked Lao Liu, sitting on Xiaomin's lap, turned around, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and lewdly said, "We're husband and wife, what's wrong with sleeping apart? What can the police do to me? You little bastard, if you shout again, I really dare to cut out your tongue! Don't believe me? Try me!"

Lao Liu magically produced a gleaming dagger from his pulled-out pocket.

Ling Baobao shut his mouth.

Old Liu said, "Let this little brat see what's what!"

He then ripped open Xiaomin's short-sleeved shirt with a crisp sound. The black shorts Xiaomin was wearing were easily pulled off as well. Despite Xiaomin's struggles, Old Liu did what he wanted.

The beautiful curves of Xiaomin's body were beautifully displayed before Ling Baobao. Her body was shapely and alluring, reminding Ling Baobao of the night she lost her virginity. She had rushed through it like Pigsy eating the ginseng fruit, overwhelmed by passion and not properly appreciating or examining every inch of Xiaomin's skin. Now, with the opportunity, she could only watch helplessly as someone else wantonly touched and kissed every inch of Xiaomin's skin.

Old Liu pressed the dagger against Xiao Min's face and said fiercely, "Xiao Min, listen up! I came prepared today! If you dare to scream or shout, I'll carve bloody marks on your pretty face. If you don't scream, I'll take the towel out of your mouth. Blink if you agree!"

Ling Baobao couldn't see if Xiao Min blinked, but seeing Old Liu remove the towel from her mouth, she guessed that Xiao Min had agreed.

Before Xiao Min could catch her breath, Old Liu kissed her. Xiao Min made indistinct sounds like "Oh... um... no... ooh." Old Liu threw the dagger onto the clothes on the ground, wrapped his arms around Xiao Min's slender waist, and slowly moved his hands upwards. When his claw-like hands pushed open Xiao Min's bright red bra, revealing her high, white breasts, his body trembled. Xiao Min swayed from side to side, trying to break free but couldn't. Old Liu's hand, as if about to fall off a cliff, suddenly found itself on a rope, grabbing Xiao Min's full breasts. But his hands were too small, barely covering them like a small straw hat perched on the mountainside. He frantically and clumsily kneaded them, like kneading dough on a cutting board, his movements rough and without any technique. His mouth swished haphazardly around Xiao Min's lips, drool dripping down her cheeks and onto the bed. Ling Baobao realized that this man called Old Liu was practically an idiot when it came to sex, far inferior to herself. Seeing that he wasn't young, yet so flustered and clueless about how to proceed with a woman she could practically control, Ling Baobao felt a pang of pity for him. Old Liu frantically ripped off Xiao Min's bright red bra, tossing it haphazardly onto Ling Baobao's head. Ling Baobao instantly smelled the fleshy scent of women's underwear.

Old Liu's hand began to slide down, pulling off Xiao Min's shorts and revealing her bright red underwear. Old Liu seemed instantly aroused; he first kissed Xiao Min's lips, then her breasts, and then, like a dog, stretched out his tongue and slid it across her abdomen. He was covered in sweat, and his body, which hadn't bathed in a long time, began to smell like rotten food. Old Liu's hand was about to move further down when Xiao Min squeezed her legs together or swayed from side to side in silent resistance. Old Liu, like a starving beast suddenly encountering food, didn't know how to begin. He pried open Xiao Min's legs, intending to explore that mysterious forest, but Xiao Min would turn or sway, freeing herself from his hands, then squeeze her legs together again. After repeating this action repeatedly, Old Liu roughly and simply used both hands to pry open Xiao Min's legs, resting his head between them, as if to examine the mysterious forest beneath the red underwear closely. Ling Baobao had already noticed that the dagger was not far from her feet. Leaning against the wall, Ling Baobao slowly moved her feet toward Lao Liu's clothes on the threshold of the cabin. The dagger on the clothes was obviously more attractive. He pressed his heel on the dagger and then gently pulled it back. The dagger and his clothes were pulled over and moved under his buttocks. The chance to save himself and Xiaomin had finally come. He slowly lay down and picked up the dagger with his backhand. Just as he was about to gently saw the rope, Xiaomin's heart-wrenching scream tore through the silent night sky. The air in the small wooden house in the billiard hall seemed to be breathed clean in an instant. Ling Baobao hurriedly rubbed against the wall, hoping to sit up and see what had happened

. 49. Chapter 49 Rape (2)

Ling Baobao used the strength to straighten his body and lean against the wall. He turned his head and saw that Lao Liu was holding Xiaomin's fair legs with both hands. His dark buttocks, which were only deep white, were moving back and forth. After Xiaomin made that scream, she was silent and let her body be ravaged by Lao Liu.

Ling Baobao understood. The sixth man had already penetrated Xiaomin's body. Sweat poured from his brow, and his swaying head sprayed everywhere with his foul stench. Ling Baobao couldn't bear to see such a filthy, ugly man doing this to his first woman. His angry eyes burned with a murderous rage. The sixth man mumbled incoherently, seemingly counting—one, two, three, four…

Ling Baobao quickly gripped the dagger with both hands and sawed rapidly across the rope around his wrists.

The sixth man's movements intensified, causing the simple wooden bed to creak and sway. Xiaomin remained silent, her body bobbing up and down like waves, her large, full breasts swaying as if on a boat.

Old Liu's body thrashed violently, creaking along with the small wooden bed as he rushed towards the finish line. With a low, wolfish howl, Old Liu's thin, hunched body sprawled onto Xiao Min's body. The light shone on his shiny black back, making Lin Baobao's eyes sting.

The air froze, leaving only heavy breathing and soft sobs.

Just as Old Liu slowly climbed off Xiao Min to get down, Ling Baobao's dagger suddenly cut a rope. Seeing that Old Liu was about to discover him, he mustered all his strength, his arms scrambling, and with a "snap," the rope slipped off his arms. Without a word, Ling Baobao scrambled to his feet and stood in front of Old Liu, who was sitting by the small wooden bed getting up to put on his clothes. Startled by Ling Baobao's sudden movement, Old Liu leaned back, revealing his genitals—a dark, purplish-black club! Ling Baobao grabbed Lao Liu by the back of the neck, flung him to the ground, and quickly went to the bedside to cut the ropes binding Xiao Min. Only then did Ling Baobao notice that Xiao Min's face was streaked with tears. Xiao Min got out of bed, not bothering to put on her clothes, and stomped naked on Lao Liu lying on the floor. Perhaps due to prolonged inactivity, her lower limbs were numb; she stumbled, and Ling Baobao quickly pulled her into her arms. Xiao Min glanced weakly at Ling Baobao and said coldly, "Get him out of here!"

Ling Baobao shook her head to make sure she hadn't misheard. Let him go? This beast was letting him go so easily? Telling the police would at least get him charged with rape; even if she didn't tell the police, she had to teach him a lesson to vent her anger! Ling Baobao felt that this was too lenient with Lao Liu, and was about to say something when Xiao Min took the dagger from Ling Baobao's hand. The dagger emitted a chilling aura under the light. Xiao Min said fiercely, "Lao Liu, today our score is settled, and the money my parents owe you is also settled! I could have accused you of rape, but I didn't want to. I'm letting you go! Our relationship ends here. If you ever dare to bother me or my parents again, I swear to the light, I will cut off your club, stab you in the heart, and cut out your tongue!"

Xiao Min finished her series of words... After uttering those vicious words, he used a dagger to slash a bloody mark on Lao Liu's thigh, then said, "This is to mark you! If you ever want to act recklessly again, just look at this mark on your thigh! You'll come to your senses! Get out! Get out right now! Do you hear me?"

Lao Liu's already wretched and hunched body became even uglier and smaller due to the tension. Streams of sweat streamed down his forehead, and the black grime from his deep wrinkles was washed onto his face, making him look like someone who had just crawled out of the ground. Lao Liu was filled with fear and trepidation. He quickly put on his clothes, walked out barefoot, and his eyes were filled with apology and fear as he left.

Ling Baobao helped Xiaomin sit down on the bed, covering her naked body with her small clothes. The bed was soaked with Lao Liu's sweat. Xiaomin frowned and said angrily, "Help me take off this sheet and throw it outside. I don't want to smell this disgusting stench!"

Xiaomin curled up at the head of the bed, using the few clothes she had to cover her private parts. Her messy hair said to Ling Baobao, "There are cigarettes in the drawer outside the door. Could you bring them in for me?"

Xiaomin lit the cigarette, took a few deep drags, exhaled a plume of smoke, and gently tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her head. She glanced at... Xiao Min asked Ling Baobao, "Why did you think of coming here?"

Ling Baobao lit a cigarette and started smoking. Hearing Xiao Min suddenly ask this question, her cheeks twitched slightly, and she smiled faintly, saying, "I was just passing by, and I thought I'd come in to see if anyone was playing pool."

Xiao Min took a puff of her cigarette, smoothed her long hair behind her ear, and stared at Ling Baobao for a while before suddenly laughing and saying, "Passing by? Want to watch people play pool? If that's what you want to see, then leave! You've already seen it, you can go now!"

Ling Baobao felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she didn't know how to say what she wanted to say.

Xiao Min smoked in one hand and gently stroked Ling Baobao's head with the other, suddenly sighing and muttering to herself, "What kind of karma have I created!"

Ling Baobao didn't understand what Xiao Min meant, but she could see that her eyes were filled with confusion, helplessness, and hope.

"Go! Go back to school quickly!"

Xiao Min said firmly.

"I'll stay with you a little longer! What if Lao Liu comes back again?"

Ling Baobao displayed a passionate and extremely manly demeanor. Xiao Min remained silent, then said to Ling Baobao, "Go outside and get me a basin of water from the tap; I need to wash myself!" Ling Baobao sat in the small wooden house, listening to the clear sound of flowing water outside. Xiao Min, with her back to him, stood in a large wooden basin, scooping water from a ladle and pouring it over her head, creating a crisp sound. Xiao Min's fair body was turned away from him, revealing her pink neck, graceful and smooth back, and two plump buttocks resembling steamed buns with clearly defined lines. Her straight and shapely legs were so alluring. Ling Baobao dared not look down any further; his erection was now fully open, incredibly firm.

After washing up, Xiao Min, wearing a white dress, entered the small wooden house. Water droplets from her hair dampened her back and buttocks, revealing a glimpse of her alluring flesh.

Xiao Min shook her wet hair, splashing Ling Baobao's face with the scent of shampoo. She lit a cigarette and suddenly asked Ling Baobao, "Did you miss me, so you came to see me? You can only answer yes or no, understand?"

Ling Baobao glanced at Xiao Min, who was also staring intently at her, and nodded, saying, "Yes!"

Xiaomin, smoking a cigarette, hesitated, her gaze sweeping over Ling Baobao before finally settling on her face. She slowly said, "Alright! I'll tell you a story! Once upon a time, in a small village in the mountains, there lived a little girl whose father died before she was born. Her mother raised her alone, struggling to survive. Because her father died before she was born, the villagers believed the girl was a jinx, a curse that brought misfortune upon her father. They resented and discriminated against the mother and daughter, deliberately isolating them. The little girl grew up amidst ridicule and curses. When she was five or six, Zhang Er, the butcher from the village, sneaked into their home on a stormy night. Zhang Er climbed onto the little girl's mother's bed and, despite her fierce resistance, took advantage of her..." Yes, every night, Zhang Er the butcher would come over menacingly and brutally step onto the little girl's mother's kang (heated brick bed). Until one day, Zhang Er the butcher announced in front of the whole village, "This woman is my woman, this child is my child." From then on, the mother and daughter began a different life. Every night, the little girl would hear her mother's soft moans on the kang and the butcher's screams, like a pig being slaughtered. She grew up in this environment until she was 18. That year, a young man from the village named Wei Guo saw her by a stream in the mountains. From then on, this young man would always wander to the stream in front of the girl's house. Whenever he saw the little girl, he would jump around trying to attract her attention. Finally, one day, they walked hand in hand into the mountains... Inside the bear's den, amidst the birdsong and fragrant flowers, the girl was transformed into a woman by Wei Guo. However, their affair was discovered shortly afterward, and Wei Guo was forcibly taken away by his parents, never to be seen again. The woman, now a woman, began an endless wait, ultimately receiving nothing. Meanwhile, the aging Zhang Er the butcher became a compulsive gambler. Lacking other skills, he worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk, gambling in the neighboring village's casino. Eventually, he lost so much money that even he was afraid to look at it. One unknown night, soaking wet and disheveled, he stumbled back into his house and said to the girl, "You don't need to stay home all day doing nothing anymore. Old Liu, the gelding of the horse and ox next door, is marrying you the day after tomorrow. Get ready..." Before the girl could react, on a bright sunny day... The group dragged her to Lao Liu's house. The girl knew she had been sold by her father to this old man who dealt with horsewhips and bullwhips all day. On the first night, Lao Liu forced himself on her. After not seeing the expected virgin blood, Lao Liu beat her every night, hurling the most vile insults at her. Finally, the girl couldn't take it anymore, took Lao Liu's money, and ran away. Many years passed, and she wandered to a nearby county town, near a high school, where she set up a few pool tables and made a living. "

After Xiao Min finished speaking, she sighed and said, "You look a lot like that young man, Wei Guo." Ling Baobao said as if she understood, "You are that girl from the mountains." "Yes! The girl from back then has now become a woman, an old woman." Xiao Min looked up at the incandescent light bulb, her eyes flashing with a thread of sadness and sorrow.

"You are too young, you certainly don't understand these adult things. I was confused that day, lonely and I took advantage of you, you little brat. Do you blame me? Was that your first time?"

A strange light shone in Xiao Min's eyes.

"Oh...it's the first time, I don't blame you!"

Ling Baobao felt like a criminal being scrutinized by Xiaomin.

"Hehe! You don't blame me! Well, isn't it common for virgins to give red envelopes here? Here, take two hundred yuan, go spend it!"

Xiaomin pulled out two hundred yuan from the pillowcase under her pillow and handed it to Ling Baobao.

"I don't want it! Why should I take your money? I genuinely like you." As soon as Ling Baobao finished speaking, she saw Xiaomin smile, a smile tinged with mockery and sarcasm.

"Genuinely like you? What do you know? Study hard, okay? Don't talk like a child. It's just that you are indeed very precocious in those matters, your movements are very skillful. Could it be that you've slept with other girls or women before?"

Hearing Xiaomin say this, Ling Baobao felt very wronged. In Xiaomin's eyes, he was still a little kid who hadn't grown up yet. But he was clearly taller than her, and could easily pick her up. Was he still a child?

Ling Baobao was a little frustrated and disappointed, but then she saw a certain degree of admiration in Xiaomin's eyes and her face lit up with a smile.

"I've watched those videotapes of foreigners having sex at home, so I know how to do 'that' with a woman!"

Ling Baobao said proudly.

Xiaomin said, "You're so young, why are you looking at all that nonsense? Stop talking and go back! You have class tomorrow." Ling Baobao retorted, "It's so late, where am I supposed to go? The dorm doors are locked, and besides, it's dark outside now, aren't you afraid someone will rob me?"

Xiaomin laughed at Ling Baobao's silly words and said, "Little rascal, you're really clever. Fine, you can stay here for the night, and go back to school early tomorrow morning!"

Ling Baobao immediately jumped onto Xiaomin's small wooden bed like a monkey, sitting side by side with her. Ling Baobao's mind started to wander again. In this quiet and alluring night, in this strangely romantic little wooden house, with two lonely men and women sitting on one bed, endless fantasies fueled Ling Baobao's physical desires. In this quiet, almost suffocating little wooden house, he began to want to make some noise to pass the lonely and ambiguous night

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Chapter 50 Formal Lovemaking

Ling Baobao deliberately nuzzled Xiao Min's shoulder. Xiao Min turned her head, looking at Ling Baobao with a mischievous smile, and said, "What do you want to do? Go sleep over there and get some sleep. It's too hot to squeeze in with me!"

Ling Baobao said shyly, "I just want to hug you and kiss you, that's enough."

Xiao Min laughed and scolded, "You little pervert! Watching those messy videos now, what kind of good student are you? I promise you, it's settled, after the hug and kiss, you'll go to sleep. Kids, your job is to study, you know?"

Ling Baobao nodded, his heart pounding. He reached out, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, turned to look into her dark, gem-like eyes, and said dreamily, "You know, the first time I saw you playing pool here..." "You've stolen my soul. Really, I'm not lying. You probably didn't notice, but my eyes were constantly glancing at you back then. After losing the bet with you, you were all I could think about. Really, even though there are plenty of women in the noodle shops, restaurants, pharmacies, and hair salons, in my heart, they can't compare to a single hair of yours. No woman is as beautiful as you. I swear, I'm telling the truth. Even now, after our hasty encounter that night, I tremble whenever I think of you. I wish I could see you every day!"

Xiaomin hadn't expected such sweet words from a short, young male student she considered a kid. Where had he memorized them? She was even more surprised that this young man had so thoughtfully compared her to the female shopkeepers around them. She hadn't heard such words in a long time, and although they came from the mouth of a naive young man, she found them very pleasing.

A warm feeling rose from the depths of her heart. Coupled with the boy's earlier act of saving her, her wariness and disdain for him almost vanished. She suddenly realized this boy was not simple.

She smiled and asked, "Don't give me that. Do you think I'm some seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl from your school? By the way, I still don't know your name." She narrowed her eyes, pouted her red lips, and waited for Ling Baobao's move.

Ling Baobao smiled and replied, "My name is Ling Baobao." Ling Baobao didn't kiss her lips, but instead kissed her cheeks, earlobes, neck, and shoulders, tickling Xiaomin so much she kept trying to dodge, yet also wanting to laugh.

Xiaomin was born in the mountains; her skin was as tender as a wildflower nurtured there, and she smelled wonderful. Ling Baobao first gave her light, fleeting kisses, then swept them away like a whirlwind.

Before Xiaomin could say anything, Ling Baobao's lips suddenly sealed hers. A jolt of electricity shot through Xiaomin's body, her very soul seemed to tremble. She hadn't felt this way in years; just moments before, being forcibly kissed by Lao Liu had only elicited disgust and revulsion. Ling Baobao first nudged, rubbed, enveloped, pinched, and pursed his lips, then extended his tongue, greedily licking and savoring her delicate lips like a bee gathering nectar. He clearly heard Xiaomin's increasingly heavy breathing, and his passion intensified. His hands, no longer acting like gentlemen, began circling her plump buttocks.

Ling Baobao's tongue attempted to invade her mouth, but Xiaomin gritted her teeth and refused to open her mouth. Ling Baobao's tongue lingered just outside her teeth. Suddenly, Ling Baobao pinched her buttocks hard. Xiaomin cried out in pain, her mouth opening wide. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Baobao plunged in, easily capturing her fragrant tongue, rolling and sucking it, making a sizzling sound as he "ate" it. His hands lingered outside, naturally slipping under her dress to tease her sensitive buttocks through her thin panties—rubbing, kneading, pinching, patting, and so on. Working together, they were of one mind. Soon, Xiaomin started moaning, her face flushed with the heat of arousal.

Xiaomin felt dizzy, as if she had fallen into a soft dream, her mind a little sluggish. A voice inside her cried out: "Don't go any further! If you go any further, it'll be terrible! He's still a student!" Another voice cried out: "You're a woman too! You need physical comfort too! Anyway, you're no longer Lao Liu's wife, losing your virginity isn't a big deal." Yes, this feeling was beautiful, and she was almost reluctant to let go.

As the "battle" escalated, Xiaomin lost herself.

Ling Baobao moved one hand to her full breasts, grabbing and pressing them through her dress. Not satisfied, he reached under her skirt, lifted her bra, and held one of the peaks in his hand, playing with it. "So big! So elastic, even more perky than a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl's!" he thought. His fingers rubbed the small nipples on the peaks.

Xiao Min's body trembled; she felt wet down there. This feeling was amazing; she hadn't felt this way in years. Although she sometimes wanted to indulge herself, she couldn't bring herself to do it. The feeling was like flying in the sky, but her female pride and the boy's future growth brought her to her senses. She finally pushed Ling Baobao away, raising her hand and slapping him hard across the face.

Ling Baobao, as if he had done something wrong, covered his face and lowered his head. Xiao Min feigned anger, looking beautiful, her face flushed with a captivating blush.

"You went too far! We agreed to just kiss and hug before going to sleep. You broke the rules, you deserve a beating."

Seeing Ling Baobao remain silent, she assumed he was hurt and reached out to see his bruised face. Ling Baobao, his heart pounding, pretended his face hurt. When he saw Xiao Min turn around, he suddenly hugged her, laid her down, and pressed himself against her, his large mouth once again covering her red lips. His hands lifted her skirt, groping her full breasts again. Soon, her breasts began to swell, and her nipples hardened.

Ling Baobao's hand reached for her panties. Xiao Min instinctively tried to stop him, but he couldn't. His large hand still touched her hairy private area. His fingers combed and rubbed, exploring downwards. Xiao Min's thighs clamped tightly around his hand, preventing him from going all out. He gradually reached her vulva, which was already soaking wet.

Ling Baobao was overjoyed; this was the result of his hard work. He proudly inserted his fingers into her vulva, then placed his legs between hers, allowing his fingers free rein. Her vulva was tight and tender, and his impudent fingers caused it to flow continuously, like a waterfall cascading down.

Xiao Min writhed restlessly, her moans reaching their maximum. When Ling Baobao placed his mouth on her breasts, Xiao Min cried out loudly, a beautiful and melodious sound.

Ling Baobao skillfully licked the nipples of her breasts alternately, his fingers thrusting into her vulva even faster. Looking up, he saw that Xiao Min had closed her eyes, moaning sweetly. He thought: I don't want to be controlled by you like last time. I want to take the initiative; I want you to submit to me! Thinking this, he lifted himself up, quickly pulled off her panties, and took out his penis, deeply inserting it into her cascading vulva.

Xiao Min let out a soft "Ah," clearly not a moan of pain. Ling Baobao leaned in and licked Xiaomin's red lips, his hands kneading her full breasts fiercely, attacking relentlessly as if he wouldn't stop until he reached the summit. Ling Baobao's body rose and fell, both feeling a strange pleasure spreading through their bodies. The quiet night was filled only with heavy breathing and the soft sounds of their intercourse.

Ling Baobao raised his head, thrusting his lower body while panting comfortably. Truly, every woman has her own unique flavor. Looking at Xiaomin, who had initially been somewhat reserved, now, due to the physical stimulation and overwhelming pleasure, she cried out passionately, "Baobao, take me to the top of the mountain, take me to the top of the mountain!" Xiaomin's arms involuntarily wrapped around Ling Baobao's neck, her starry eyes half-closed, her small mouth opening and closing, emitting the most seductive sounds, her hips and waist moving in rhythm, as if she had returned to the scene of her passionate lovemaking with that young man from the same village in the mountains years ago.

The room now possessed a unique charm. Full, round breasts, rosy nipples, a dense, mysterious cleavage, alabaster skin, exquisite curves—Ling Baobao's eyes blazed with desire, his erection rock hard to its limit. He wanted nothing more than to conquer her, to show her his prowess, and to stop treating him like a child.

Ling Baobao recalled various positions of intercourse in the video, and instructed Xiao Min to change positions, to doggy style. Xiao Min was deeply ashamed, but driven by lust, she became obedient. This time, Ling Baobao clearly saw Xiao Min's plump, beautiful buttocks—large, round, firm, and elastic, round like a watermelon, white as cotton, and smooth as the most beautiful jade in the world. Two small openings in the deep crevice seemed to greet Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao passionately reconnected himself with Xiao Min, thrusting forward and backward, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.

After a flurry of activity, the two collapsed onto the narrow wooden bed like puddles of mud. A moment of silence followed, then Xiaomin snapped out of her daze and gave Ling Baobao a good punch on the chest. "You little brat, how can you be so strong? You almost broke me!"

Ling Baobao didn't dodge, letting her hit him. Tired, she nestled in Ling Baobao's arms and said sweetly, "I'm tired, let me sleep in your arms." She snuggled against him and whispered, "You're such a man, I love you. You make me feel the happiness of being a woman."

Ling Baobao hugged her, blinking. He could hardly believe his ears; she had fallen for him so quickly. Women are strange; after just one encounter with a man, everything changes.

Ling Baobao felt incredibly happy, a sense of accomplishment he had never felt before. He placed his hands on her chest, closed his eyes, and savored the beauty of peace.

The next day, Ling Baobao returned to the classroom. Ma Dali stared at him with a suspicious look, studied him for a while, and then mysteriously said, "You old man are really elusive! Did you go to Fan Huajing's house for some fun last night? You're quite the ladies' man! When are you going to teach me a thing or two, so I can enjoy this wonderful life too? Don't keep it all to yourself!"

Ling Baobao reached out and pressed down on the back of Ma Dali's neck, saying, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really tear your stinking mouth apart, you believe me?"

Ma Dali screamed, only saying "Yes, yes, yes."

Fan Huajing turned around and looked at Ma Dali's miserable state, laughing and saying, "What kind of hairstyle is this? Quite unique!"

Ma Dali only opened his mouth and said, "What are you looking at, little brat? This is a man's business, what are you looking at, you girl!"

Fan Huajing angrily turned her head away, no longer looking at Ma Dali's miserable state.

Class was about to start, and the students were preparing their textbooks and previewing the text. Just then, someone started banging on one of the windows. Ling Baobao looked up and saw none other than the cafeteria chef, "Fat Monk." Ling Baobao desperately wanted to avoid this person, this annoying guy, but she couldn't get rid of him. Fat Monk was still wearing his dirty white apron, standing outside the window, shaking his head and banging on the glass, shouting and pointing at Ling Baobao. All eyes in the class immediately turned to Ling Baobao. She glanced awkwardly at Fat Monk outside and had no choice but to stand up and walk out of the classroom. What did this Fat Monk want with her? How did he know his class and classroom

? Chapter 51 Passion in the Corridor

Ling Baobao arrived at the corridor. "Fat Monk" looked warily at both ends of the corridor and whispered in Ling Baobao's ear, "Have you heard?"

Ling Baobao looked puzzled and asked, "Have I heard what?"

"Fat Monk" said mysteriously, "The school is investigating the theft of the General Affairs Office's ledgers. You'd better keep your mouth shut and don't talk nonsense, okay? If you tell anyone, we'll quit, but your future will be ruined." Ling Baobao looked at the slyly grinning "Fat Monk" and calmly said, "I know, I will keep this a secret! But what do you need the ledgers for? Can't you just take a look and return them?"

Before Ling Baobao could finish speaking, Fat Monk slapped him on the back of the head with his chubby hand, cursing, "Damn it! Mind your own business, you know? Asking too much and knowing too much won't do you any good!"

Fat Monk turned to leave, but then said worriedly, "Remember! Don't talk nonsense, the consequences will be serious! You know!"

"Fat Monk" walked away, but didn't see his homeroom teacher, Old Wang, who was walking behind him, patting his trouser leg as he went. He bumped into him. Old Wang angrily looked up and glared at "Fat Monk" with his white eyes, which were more white than black. He said, "Can't you even watch where you're going? What are you doing in the teaching building, you kitchen chef?"

Fat Monk was displeased by Old Wang's words. He used his fat body to push Old Wang forward, making him stumble. He said, "So what if I'm a chef? Can't I come to the teaching building? Your students forgot to give me their meal tickets after eating, so what if I come to collect them? Really! Just because you're a teacher doesn't make you special!"

Old Wang was very angry. Although Old Wang was also fat, standing in front of "Fat Monk," who was as big as Tarzan, he suddenly didn't seem so arrogant. If we were to use a modern analogy, it would be like Eric Tsang meeting Shaquille O'Neal, the former giant of the NBA. Old Wang knew he was in a weaker position. He adjusted his glasses and said sourly, "I don't talk to people like you. Vulgar, barbaric, humph—"

Seeing Old Wang's arrogance suppressed, "Fat Monk" beamed like a flower, humming an unnamed song as he swayed towards the stairwell.

Old Wang glanced up and saw Ling Baobao standing in the corridor. He walked over and loudly scolded, "Ling Baobao, if you ever get the cafeteria chef chasing you for meal tickets to our classroom door again, I'm telling you, don't come into this classroom, understand? If I ever see this vulgar, barbaric person at the door again, I'll never forgive you!"

Old Wang, the homeroom teacher, vented the humiliation he suffered at Fat Monk's hands on Ling Baobao. Looking at Old Wang's exasperated state, Ling Baobao, instead of being angry at his accusations, found it amusing. He wanted to laugh at Old Wang's expression but dared not laugh out loud, so he pinched his thigh hard.

Our homeroom teacher, Lao Wang, wasn't actually old, only in his thirties. Everyone called him that, but no one knew when it started or where it began; they just called him that because it was funny and easy to remember, and so it stuck.

Lao Wang was a very interesting person. Although he taught math, he would often spout ancient poems that even language arts teachers couldn't recite. If he saw someone not paying attention, he'd say, "If you don't study hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old." If he saw students unwilling to delve deeper into math problems, he'd say, "A sharp sword is forged through tempering, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold." If he saw students not working hard, he'd say angrily, "You can take away the commander of an army, but you can't take away the will of a common man." Lao Wang's math class became more like a genuine language arts class than his language arts class, so everyone would recite Lao Wang's ancient poems to tease their language arts teacher.

Of course, Old Wang also had his moments of temper, like a tiger unleashing its fury. For example, once Ma Dali really angered Old Wang, and Old Wang threw the blackboard eraser right off the podium at Ma Dali's face—with incredible precision, hitting the target squarely. Old Wang screamed at Ma Dali to get out of the classroom. Ma Dali walked away dejectedly, so Old Wang simply stepped off the podium and followed behind, shouting menacingly, "Get out! Get out! Get out!" Old Wang's behavior completely shocked the entire class. Everyone stared wide-eyed at his insane actions. Afterwards, when they talked about Old Wang, they were both surprised and delighted, unable to figure out when he was going to explode or when he was being bullied.

Student life would be wonderful if it were always so simple and innocent, but ultimately, everyone is different, and who knows what truly astonishing things might happen.

Another fight broke out in the first year of high school. Hu Chengwei from Class 6 gathered a group of people and beat up several of Wu Dingtian's former followers in the toilet, leaving them covered in blood. As a result, Hu Chengwei and his friends were punished by standing in front of the dark room in the disciplinary office, loudly reciting their self-criticisms. They had to keep reading until the teacher told them to stop. Fortunately, Hu Chengwei and his friends weren't expelled, but they paid a heavy price. Every day, they had to skip class and stand in front of the dark room loudly reciting their self-criticisms. In front of the entire school, Hu Chengwei was quite the celebrity

. Ling Baobao never imagined that Hu Chengwei was so powerful; he seemed like a completely different person from the Hu Chengwei she had ever met. When Hu Chengwei gently tossed his long, center-parted hair in front of her, Ling Baobao knew that Hu Chengwei had become someone of importance among the students.

Sure enough, Hu Chengwei was always surrounded by people, and fawning glances were always visible. Hu Chengwei remained as polite as ever to Ling Baobao. Although they lived in the same dormitory and were in different classes, their relationship was still good, and Ling Baobao didn't mind the past. Hu Chengwei's continued politeness towards Ling Baobao was awkward because of his smugness. Although he had effectively subdued Wu Dingtian's followers and ruled the first year of high school, Ling Baobao still felt something was off. She felt he was insidious and cunning—this was her intuition. Hu

Chengwei had even started pursuing Xiao Yiting. Xiao Yiting was a stunning beauty in Class 6 of the first year, the class beauty queen. Every male student wanted to talk to her, hoping to gain her attention and approval. It's said that Hu Chengwei was incredibly domineering and won over Xiao Yiting on the third day. Ling Baobao still doesn't know what tricks or secret techniques Hu Chengwei used to seduce the so-called "Ice Beauty." However, Ling Baobao witnessed the intimate scene between Xiao Yiting and Hu Chengwei. Just thinking about it makes Ling Baobao tremble, not with excitement but with anger. The beauty he admired, the girl he liked, had actually gotten together with Hu Chengwei! He was filled with countless questions. Even now, recalling that night, Ling Baobao's hands still tremble.

One evening, after cleaning the classroom, Ling Baobao and Ma Dali were about to go downstairs when they saw Hu Chengwei and Xiao Yiting walking upstairs very intimately, just like the other teachers. The upper floor was also for first-year high school students, but since evening self-study had already ended and the classrooms were dark after cleaning, they wondered what the two of them were doing upstairs. Ling Baobao was alert and felt that something must be going on between them, so she cautiously pulled Ma Dali and followed them. They arrived at the third-floor stairwell. Since the classrooms on the third floor had already turned off their lights, the stairwell was completely dark, except for a white ceiling light that was still on at the entrance of the stairwell.

The two sat down side by side. Ling Baobao, hiding at the corner of the second and third floors, could clearly see their every move. Ling Baobao immediately noticed that Xiao Yiting's tight-fitting top clung to her, revealing the devilish curves of her breasts. Hu Chengwei had his arm around Xiao Yiting, glancing at her chest every now and then. Ling Baobao estimated that Hu Chengwei could easily see half of her snow-white, bare, round, and firm breasts through the neckline. His eyes were practically glued to her breasts. Ling Baobao cursed inwardly: This guy, turns out he's a little pervert just like me!

Xiao Yiting wore red school trousers, obscuring the curves of her thighs, but she noticed Hu Chengwei occasionally touching her thigh. This kid's intentions tonight seem pretty obvious!

The two spoke softly, Xiao Yiting smiling gently. Hu Chengwei seemed a little bolder, quietly moving his leg closer to hers and lightly touching her. Xiao Yiting's body trembled, but she didn't move her leg away. Hu Chengwei, greatly encouraged, pressed his thigh tightly against Xiao Yiting's. Even through the thin layer of pants, he could probably feel the smooth, soft texture of her skin.

Ling Baobao, looking at Xiao Yiting's innocent appearance, secretly felt that this girl harbored a strong desire; perhaps she had long anticipated Hu Chengwei or herself taking the initiative to approach her. Hu Chengwei's hand had already quietly placed on Xiao Yiting's thigh. She moved slightly but didn't move her leg away.

Without hesitation, Hu Chengwei's hand went straight between her warm, supple thighs, startling Xiao Yiting! She probably thought Hu Chengwei was just being a little groping, nothing more. She hadn't expected him to be so bold. It wasn't until his hot hands caressed her soft inner thighs that she seemed to realize what was happening. Her face flushed red, she buried her face in her knees, pressing down on his hands to stop him from going any further, letting out a suppressed moan: "No~" Hu Chengwei didn't utter a sound, pulling her close to his waist. A warm, soft body pressed against his chest. Suddenly, the beautiful girl bit down hard on her shoulder. Just as Hu Chengwei was about to scream in pain, two sweet, moist lips, breathing warm air, pressed against his.

He tightened his grip on her slender waist, their tongues entwining wildly. His hands slid to her breasts; her two full, firm breasts were large and round, full of the elasticity unique to young girls. Her breasts were so soft and smooth to the touch, it felt incredibly comfortable. I caressed her high, firm breasts, pinching her hardening, pink nipples. She kept letting out low, suppressed moans in my ear: "Ah~ Oh~ I~ So hot~" Hu Chengwei was actually having wanton intercourse with Xiao Yiting on this narrow staircase. Xiao Yiting was being violently pounded, her mouth constantly emitting heavy breaths. Every time Hu Chengwei thrust deeply into her, she would convulse, biting her lip and letting out a low moan.

This kind of sexual stimulation made Ling Baobao and Ma Dali extremely excited. Ma Dali kept muttering under his breath: "Even good cunts are being fucked by donkeys."

Their frenzied movements were accompanied by soft "tsk tsk" sounds, and the only sound in the empty corridor was the slapping of their intense intercourse.

Ling Baobao felt extremely uncomfortable watching. Hu Chengwei and Xiao Yiting dared to be so brazen in such a drafty place; she admired them, but a sour feeling welled up inside her. She noticed Ma Dali crawling nearby, fidgeting and scratching his head, clearly unsettled and aroused by the scene. Suddenly,

Xiao Yiting convulsed, her long legs, now pulled down from her school trousers, tightly gripping Hu Chengwei's waist. Her sharp nails dug deep into the skin of his thin back. She gasped, whispering, "Don't stop! Mmm~ harder~ faster~ mmm~" Only then did Ling Baobao realize that this seemingly quiet and innocent girl was incredibly wild and unrestrained in her wantonness. Hu Chengwei's thin back suddenly shuddered, he let out a low growl, and his movements froze, standing motionless. Xiao Yiting struggled to lift her head, her warm, moist lips searching for Hu Chengwei's. They kissed passionately, their tongues entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the sweet afterglow of their passion.

Ling Baobao and Ma Dali were stunned, crouching at the corner, unsure what to do next. They exchanged glances, deciding to retreat quickly. Ling Baobao pulled Ma Dali downstairs, but noticed his strange gait. By the light of the chandelier at the corner of the hallway, Ling Baobao realized Ma Dali's genitals were already erect—quite impressive! This caused him to slouch as he walked, afraid of revealing his genitals if he stood up straight.

The two went to the restroom behind the dormitory building, each choosing a stall, squatting down, lighting cigarettes, and remaining silent for a long time, perhaps still replaying the astonishing scene they had witnessed in the hallway.

After a long silence, Ma Dali blurted out, "Girls are such sluts! With Hu Chengwei's looks, even a grandson would fall for him, let alone Xiao Yiting, who isn't just any girl. It's a shame such a good cunt is being wasted on a donkey!"

Ma Dali's words were often crude, but the truth was undeniable, and Ling Baobao felt the same way.

In just a few short days, the changes in Xiao Yiting and Hu Chengwei were astonishing. Ling Baobao felt the incredible changes in life, but the bitterness in his heart told him that reality was indeed cruel; the one he liked might not like him back, so he should stop daydreaming. Unexpectedly, an incident involving Ma Dali later dragged him into a confrontation with Hu Chengwei.

Chapter 52: The "Four Circles" Director

Since... After seeing Hu Chengwei and Xiao Yiting having an affair in the hallway, Ling Baobao felt a pang of jealousy and bitterness every time he saw them. He would silently curse them in his heart: "Those two scoundrels!"

Every time he passed the administration office, Ling Baobao would glance worriedly at the office he had frequented late at night. He remembered seeing many serious-looking, tense teachers from the administration office filing in and out from the teaching building, heads bowed. It seemed the missing ledger had been discovered. Ling Baobao still didn't understand what "Fat Monk" and Sister Qiao wanted the ledger for. If the school reported it to the police, he would be in deep trouble.

Ling Baobao deliberately passed by the administration office's front door several times, each time... Everyone anxiously peered inside, trying to see what the teachers were doing, but each time they didn't see the scene they wanted. The teachers remained calmly seated, heads down, writing or reading newspapers, showing no sign of the tension or chaotic discussion. After passing by several times, Ling Baobao cautiously analyzed that perhaps the ledger wasn't very important to the General Affairs Department, or that losing such an ordinary ledger was like losing a bundle of meal tickets—no big deal. Ling Baobao's heart began to relax, and the turbulent blood in his veins began to calm down. He felt that things would be minimized, then forgotten, little by little.

His target remained Yi Meimei, the one who made Ling Baobao... Ling Baobao, a girl who was always absent-minded, felt a pang of heartache whenever she saw Yi Meimei's back to her. Her eyes would inadvertently glance at Yi Meimei, a detail noticed by Ma Dali, who was furious: "Ling Baobao, you're like someone who's holding a bowl while eyeing the pot! A full man doesn't know the hunger of an empty one!" So, whenever Ling Baobao's gaze fell on Yi Meimei, he would mischievously nudge Fan Huajing, who sat in front of him. Fan Huajing, thinking Ling Baobao was teasing her, turned around and saw that Ling Baobao wasn't looking at her. Fan Huajing then picked up her textbook and slammed it against Ma Dali's forehead, yelling, "You damn monkey, you're so annoying!" Ma

Dali's exaggerated screams drew Ling Baobao's attention back, and Ling Baobao also learned about Ma Dali's prank. She turned around, picked up her textbook, and banged it against Ma Dali's forehead. Thus, Ma Dali's miserable situation unfolded as Fan Huajing and Ling Baobao took turns playing with him like a weasel by holding the book.

Ma Dali really caused trouble for Ling Baobao one night when there was a power outage. The school building suddenly lost power, and since no one had prepared candles, the school had to announce an early end to evening self-study and dismissal. Ling Baobao and Ma Dali rushed downstairs. Ma Dali's sharp eyes, aided by the moonlight, spotted Xiao Yiting, with her ample bosom more voluptuous than a mature woman, walking out of the door of Class 6, Grade 1. Ma Dali swallowed hard, and after passing Xiao Yiting, he hesitated and did something. Xiao Yiting let out a scream, but it was drowned out by the joyful shouts and noise of thousands of students leaving early. After that, there was silence. When Ling Baobao reached the bottom of the stairs, she realized Ma Dali hadn't come down yet. Just as she was about to shout, Ma Dali rushed down, his face full of tension and panic. Ling Baobao didn't pay much attention until a group of people rushed into the dormitory while Ling Baobao, Ma Dali, and Li Xiping were playing cards and smoking.

Hu Chengwei arrived at the dormitory with a group of people. He seemed like a deflated balloon, swaying as he walked. The candlelight illuminating his face revealed a clearly angry and vicious look in his eyes. Ling Baobao was puzzled; what was wrong with Hu Chengwei? Before she could finish her thought, Hu Chengwei grabbed Ma Dali by the collar from the bed and dragged him to the ground like a dead dog. Ma Dali let out a pitiful howl. Ling Baobao angrily shouted, "Hu Chengwei, what the hell are you doing?"

But Hu Chengwei completely ignored her, stepping forward and stomping on Ma Dali's shrunken stomach. Ma Dali curled up on the ground, screaming in agony, as if struck in a vital spot.

Ling Baobao jumped off the bed, shoved Hu Chengwei, and stood in front of him, saying fiercely, "Hu Chengwei, you're too arrogant! You hit someone without even asking what happened. We're all in the same dorm, what you did was too much!"

Hu Chengwei looked at Ling Baobao with disgust, as if he thought she was meddling, and spat at Ma Dali on the ground, saying, "Let him talk for himself. He knows what he did. Let him talk for himself!"

Ma Dali curled up on the ground, groaning in pain. Ling Baobao pushed Hu Chengwei away and said, "Even if he offended you, we're all in the same dorm. You can't just stomp on his stomach! You're getting more and more arrogant!"

Hu Chengwei chuckled and said, "Baobao, I consider you a buddy! What you're saying is meaningless!"

Ling Baobao ignored Hu Chengwei and reached out to help Ma Dali up, but Ma Dali lay on the ground like a dead dog, yelling, "It hurts so much! It hurts so much!" Seeing that she couldn't pull Ma Dali up, Ling Baobao angrily said to Hu Chengwei, "Forget it! Help him up, and I'll pretend nothing happened. I'll go see a doctor if he's sick!"

Hu Chengwei chuckled and said, "Help him up, Baobao, first ask him what he did? Ask him what's wrong with him!"

Ling Baobao was a little puzzled. What was Ma Dali doing to provoke Hu Chengwei so much? Ling Baobao kicked Ma Dali and said, "You're acting like a grandson asking for candy. Tell me what you did, or I'm telling you, I won't even have a friend like you anymore!" Ma Dali

stopped groaning and tilted his head to the side. Ling Baobao awkwardly said, "I just touched Xiao Yiting's butt!"

Hearing this, Ling Baobao really wanted to slap Ma Dali twice. "You're such a coward, secretly touching someone's butt! Are you a pervert?" he thought to himself. He glared at Ma Dali, then said to Hu Chengwei, "Buddy, forget it. He's just a jerk. You've already vented your anger. Let it go for my sake. If it really doesn't work, I'll go find Xiao Yiting. We've been classmates and friends for years!"

Seeing Ling Baobao's response, Hu Chengwei didn't say anything more. He just gritted his teeth, glanced at Ma Dali, and went downstairs with the group.

Ling Baobao helped Ma Dali up, then slapped him hard on the back of the head, yelling, "You pervert! Are you out of your mind? Of all the things you could touch, you touched her butt! Xiao Yiting's breasts are bigger than her butt! You idiot, you got slapped for nothing!"

Ma Dali scratched the back of his head and said sheepishly, "I wanted to grab her breasts, but looking at her like that, I couldn't grab them in one go!"

Li Xiping and Ling Baobao burst into laughter in the dormitory, while Ma Dali grinned and slurped stupidly.

Ling Baobao finally found a perfect opportunity to get close to Yi Meimei. After evening self-study, Ling Baobao saw Yi Meimei rushing to finish the homework assigned by the teacher that day. Seeing that most of the students in the classroom had left, Ling Baobao picked up his book, quietly walked up behind Yi Meimei, and said, "Yi Meimei, have you done this question? I don't know how to do it, could you explain it to me? Is that okay?"

Ling Baobao didn't expect Yi Meimei to agree so readily. He couldn't express his joy, which could only bloom quietly in his heart. He didn't hear what Yi Meimei said at all, he just stared blankly at Yi Meimei's long eyelashes, white teeth, and a pair of charming eyes. Ling Baobao could smell Yi Meimei's fragrance and see her fair neck through her short sleeves. Ling Baobao's shoulder occasionally brushed against Yi Meimei's body, feeling her soft skin. Yi Meimei noticed Ling Baobao's dazed expression, wondering what was wrong with the boy; drool was practically dripping from his mouth. Only when Yi Meimei gently nudged Ling Baobao twice with her elbow did he quickly wipe away the drool and return to reality. Yi Meimei noticed Ling

Baobao's slightly embarrassed expression but pretended not to notice, continuing with her homework. Ling Baobao, too embarrassed to watch any longer, also started doing his homework.

Ma Dali sat alone at his desk, loudly chanting: "A match made in heaven! A beautiful day! A perfect couple!"

Ling Baobao noticed a slight blush creeping onto Yi Meimei's cheeks. Ling Baobao slowly put her hands behind her back, sticking out her thumb and waving it at Ma Dali. Seeing Ling Baobao's encouragement, Ma Dali shouted even louder, only to see not Yi Meimei's blush, but Yi Meimei turning around and glaring at him fiercely, saying, "Shut up!"

Ling Baobao also pretended to shout, "Shut up!"

Ma Dali got angry, shouted loudly, and then fell silent: "You value romance over friendship!" It wasn't

until they finished their homework that the three of them headed back to the dormitory together. On the way back, Ling Baobao and Yi Meimei chatted, occasionally making Yi Meimei giggle. Ling Baobao was secretly delighted, but Ma Dali shouted from behind: "Go to the cafeteria and see what's available! I'm starving!"

Ling Baobao then invited Yi Meimei to go with her, but Yi Meimei firmly refused, saying she wasn't hungry. Ling Baobao said, "Wait for me, wait a moment." She quickly ran to the cafeteria's food stall, bought a few sausages, a bag of sunflower seeds, and a bag of spicy beans, and stuffed them into Yi Meimei's arms, saying, "These are for you! I don't know if you like them?"

Yi Meimei was initially surprised, her mouth agape as she held the snacks, unsure what to say. After a long pause, she smiled shyly and said, "Thank you!"

She turned and entered the girls' dormitory, giving a final smile as she went in.

Ma Dali, seeing Ling Baobao's dazed expression, said, "Oh no! You've lost your mind!"

He grabbed Ling Baobao and said, "Quick, quick, wipe the drool from your mouth, it's dripping onto the ground!"

Ling Baobao turned and flicked Ma Dali on the forehead, saying angrily, "Are you drooling down there? Let me see! Let me see!" She grabbed Ma Dali's pants and started to unzip them! The two of them, playfully bickering, went to the cafeteria hall.

The cafeteria hall was quite crowded, mostly with male students, who were all sitting at the tables eating greedily, the smacking sounds of their mouths echoing throughout the cafeteria.

Ling Baobao suddenly remembered what she had witnessed while shopping. When she rushed over to buy snacks for Yi Meimei, she had peeked through the window and seen a familiar man arguing fiercely with Qiao Jie. The head chef, "Fat Monk," stood by, smiling and saying something. The argument wasn't very loud, and with the cafeteria being so noisy, Ling Baobao hadn't heard what they were arguing about. It wasn't until she entered the cafeteria and took out her meal ticket that she realized the familiar man was "Four Circles," the director of the General Affairs Department. No wonder he seemed so familiar! She

had met him when she bought her meal ticket at the General Affairs Department when she first arrived, and later when she accompanied Wang Shuheng and Ma Dali to buy theirs, because only he had the authority to issue and receive meal tickets and cash. No one knew the real name of "Four Circles," but the nickname stemmed from a popular TV drama featuring a character with a crooked mouth, a lisp, and the same name. Surprisingly, everyone encountered this very similar character when buying meal tickets upon entering high school. So, everyone started calling him "Four Circles" in private. Over time, few knew his real name, but the nickname stuck. "Four Circles"

was in charge of the cafeteria, but this was the first time Ling Bao had witnessed such a heated argument between him and Qiao Jie. She remembered how Qiao Jie was startled when she saw her head sticking into the window, then glanced nervously at "Fat Monk" and the other boy. This caused "Four Circles" to turn and look at Ling Bao. When he saw a male student's head sticking into the window, "Four Circles" shouted: "What are you looking at? You can just call out from outside to buy things! There's no need to stick your head in!" "

Qiao Jie quickly came over and took what Ling Baobao wanted. She only saw Ling Baobao run off quickly before returning to Director Si's side. The three of them continued talking. When Ling Baobao returned to the cafeteria, he saw the three of them standing in the kitchen through the sales window, their faces flushed and talking heatedly. His mind was full of questions. He remembered that night when he, Fatty Tuo, and Qiao Jie stole the blue ledger. Were they talking about something related to the blue ledger? What was their relationship? What were they arguing about?

Chapter 53: Caught in the Act

, Ling Baobao's Heart" Thinking about it, but still couldn't figure it out, so she got her food and sat down to eat with Ma Dali.

Ling Baobao's seat was convenient; she could see Qiao Jie's vigorously swaying breasts from the food window from afar. While eating, Ling Baobao admired this alluring scene, unconsciously chuckling. Ma Dali, however, was puzzled. Seeing Ling Baobao glancing at the food window and giggling every now and then, but seeing nothing when he turned his head, Ma Dali gently nudged her with his foot under the table and asked, "Baobao, what are you giggling about?" Ling

Baobao smiled at Ma Dali and asked, "How did it feel when you touched Xiao Yiting's butt that night?"

Ma Dali hadn't expected Ling Baobao to ask about this, and smiled awkwardly, saying, "How did it feel? It's like touching your butt, except I'm not nervous touching yours, but I'm nervous touching hers!"

Ling Baobao kicked Ma Dali hard and said, "You're still not satisfied? I've been classmates with Xiao Yiting for years and I've never had that kind of luck. I haven't even touched her hand, let alone her butt." Of course, Ling Baobao's words were largely exaggerated. He had at least kissed Xiao Yiting and tasted her tongue, but to deliberately distract Ma Dali, he kept glancing at Sister Qiao at the food window while teasing Ma Dali. When

Ma Dali heard Ling Baobao say this, he felt a surge of satisfaction. There were even girls Ling Baobao hadn't gotten his hands on, and a smug look spread across his face.

Ling Baobao saw the "Four Circles" director, blushing and with a crooked neck and a smirk, leave through a small door in the cafeteria hall. His gait was uneven, as if anger had thrown him off balance. A moment later, Qiao Jie poked her head out from the innermost sales window, scanning the cafeteria like a searchlight before finally fixing her gaze on Ling Baobao. Her alluring gaze flowed like spring water. Ling Baobao, who had also been staring at Qiao Jie, wondered if she wanted to see him, given her flirtatious behavior. He pretended to buy something and lingered until he reached her sales window. Qiao Jie's face remained radiant, and Ling Baobao, like a kite released from its string, was pulled along by her. Seeing Ling Baobao approach, Qiao Jie smiled sweetly, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth, and said in a coquettish voice, "Baobao, are you busy tonight?"

Ling Baobao was surprised by her question and hurriedly replied, "I've finished evening self-study. I'm just waiting for lights out to go to sleep!"

Qiao Jie said in a coquettish voice, "If you're free tonight, come find me at the small door at the back of the cafeteria after lights out. I have something to tell you, and I've saved some good food for you!" Ling

Baobao felt a jolt run through her body, from head to toe, as if she'd been electrocuted. This Qiao Jie was clearly giving her a hint! She wondered what she was up to; her words were so enticing, why wouldn't she go? Ling Baobao nodded with a grin, almost jumping for joy.

After dinner with Ma Dali, the two returned to their dorm. Ling Baobao excitedly spun around in circles, while Ma Dali watched, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Just then, Li Xiping returned, and the three of them started playing cards before the lights went out. A little while later, Hu Chengwei returned. These days, Hu Chengwei always returned to the dorm surrounded by three or four people, exuding an aura of imperial power. The three of them, engrossed in their cards, ignored Hu Chengwei. Hu Chengwei wasn't angry; he walked over and sat down next to Ling Baobao, saying, "Playing with just three people is no fun. Come on! Let's play together!"

Ma Dali objected, throwing the cards in the middle and saying, "I'm not playing! It's pointless, what the hell is the point of playing!"

Hu Chengwei picked up the cards and said, "If you're not going to play, get lost! We'll play as a trio!" Ma

Dali snatched the cards back and said, "I'm not finished yet, what are you doing interfering?"

Hu Chengwei pushed Ma Dali down on the bed and gave him a behind-the-back scissors move, making Ma Dali yell in pain!

Hu Chengwei gritted his teeth and said, "Are you just throwing a tantrum? Come on! Why aren't you being tough anymore? Weren't you pretty tough just now?"

Ling Baobao pushed Hu Chengwei away and said fiercely, "You just can't control your temper when you see a coward. Is it fun to torment him all the time?"

Hu Chengwei laughed and chuckled as he pulled Ma Dali up and said, "I was just kidding! Don't mind me! You went too far yesterday and did something shameful, so I kicked you. If you do less of those petty things in the future, we can still be friends!" Ma

Dali stood up, his face long and contorted as if he were about to cry. He tossed his long, center-parted hair and pouted, saying, "Who's stealing? I just wanted to touch another girl's butt, but it was too dark, and I didn't see clearly and ended up touching your Xiao Yiting's butt instead. And yeah, touching her butt kept me up all night, I had nightmares all night. Even if you held my hand and let me touch it again, I wouldn't do it. I don't feel anything, and it's not as nice as those two lumps of flesh on her chest!"

Ma Dali's mouth was acting up again, he kept talking without stopping, not noticing that Ling Baobao and Li Xiping were worried he'd say something inappropriate. But Hu Chengwei didn't seem to care, still smiling as he said, "You actually told the truth! Since you told the truth, I'll forgive you! Don't do it again! Come on! Let's play cards!" Ling

Baobao hadn't expected Hu Chengwei to be so polite and magnanimous, which made her judgment wrong again. This Hu Chengwei seemed to be much more complex and cunning than Wang Shuheng. Ling Baobao secretly made up her mind that she would have to be more wary of Hu Chengwei in the future.

The group smoked and played cards. Before long, the lights-out bell rang, and the dormitory lights had to be turned off. At this moment, Ling Baobao remembered the matter that Sister Qiao had asked her to do. So, she pretended to be in a hurry and took out a cigarette from Hu Chengwei's cigarette pack, lit it hastily, tore off some toilet paper in a panic, and ran downstairs. Everyone knew what was going on without asking any questions and continued playing cards.

Ling Baobao went downstairs and straight out of the dormitory gate to the backyard of the canteen hall. A sliver of light peeked through the small door of the canteen kitchen. Ling Baobao quietly opened the door, and the aroma of stewed meat wafted out, instantly making her mouth water. Inside, she saw Qiao Jie, wearing a silk short-sleeved shirt covered in round red polka dots, standing by the stove adding firewood to a large pot amidst the rising steam. Ling Baobao's silhouette was cast on the white plaster wall in front of her. Qiao Jie turned around, saw Ling Baobao, stood up, and said with a charming smile, "You little rascal, you came in without a sound! You scared me to death!"

Just as Ling Baobao was about to explain, Qiao Jie brought out a bowl of stewed meat from the stove, saying, "Come on! Eat up! This is for you, it's freshly stewed tonight!"

Ling Baobao felt incredibly happy. Looking at the alluring Qiao Jie holding a bowl of fragrant stewed meat, Ling Baobao almost wanted to devour both of these tempting people and the delicious food all by herself. Licking his lips, Ling Baobao finally accepted the bowl of fragrant stewed meat and wolfed it down.

Back then, the high school cafeterias in remote county towns weren't like they are today, with their meals often featuring large amounts of meat and fish. If you could have meat once a month, you were lucky. Given the circumstances, if Ling Baobao had the choice, he would have definitely chosen stewed meat.

He finished the bowl in less than two minutes, his mouth greasy and sticky. Qiao Jie, however, said coquettishly, "Look at what you're eating! Here! Let me wipe your mouth!"

She pulled out a piece of tissue from behind her back, walked over to Ling Baobao, and said in a sweet voice, "You're so old, and you still eat so fast! And so forgetful!"

Qiao Jie's large breasts almost brushed against Ling Baobao's chest. The unique scent of a cook combined with her natural fragrance made Ling Baobao feel that the delicious stewed meat couldn't satisfy his current desires and longings! As he contemplated whether to reach out and embrace Qiao Jie, pressing her ample, proud breasts against his own, Qiao Jie seemed to have already seen through him. She stopped, cupped Ling Baobao's chin with one hand, and wiped the grease from his mouth with a tissue, smiling as she said, "Don't worry, there'll be plenty more later! Do me a favor later, and there will be even better food!"

Ling Baobao understood; Qiao Jie wouldn't come without a reason! This was a combination of a food trap and a seduction.

"Later, take this blue ledger and return it to its original place, okay?"

Qiao Jie's coquettish tone made Ling Baobao tremble. He couldn't understand what Qiao Jie meant. Before, he and Master Fat Monk had asked him to steal the ledger, and now Qiao Jie wanted him to return it. But why hadn't he seen Master Fat Monk tonight? A multitude of questions swirled in Ling Baobao's mind, yet he couldn't find a single clue. He thought that since it could be returned, it meant the item was back to its rightful owner, and the General Affairs Department wouldn't need to search anymore. Wouldn't he be free of worries? Thinking this way, Ling Baobao felt it was a beneficial move, so he nodded and said, "Great! Returning it means I have nothing to do, right?"

Qiao Jie smiled charmingly and nodded. Ling Baobao almost grabbed Qiao Jie and gave her a kiss, but he didn't dare.

However, the window behind the General Affairs Department was so high that he couldn't reach it without standing on something. Unexpectedly, Qiao Jie laughed and said, "It's okay! If you can't reach it, just step on my shoulders!"

Ling Baobao was overjoyed, his mouth almost watering as he looked at Qiao Jie's ample breasts.

The two arrived at the back wall of the General Affairs Department. The window was indeed quite high, but unfortunately, the head chef wasn't there today. Could the petite and slender Qiao Jie support his weight?

Ling Baobao packed up the ledger and went to the window. She jumped several times but couldn't reach the concrete windowsill. There was nothing there, not even a place to tiptoe. Qiao Jie came over and leaned against the wall, saying, "Come on, step on my knees and jump down. You'll definitely reach it!"

In the dim moonlight, Ling Baobao saw Qiao Jie, who was petite but had an unusually full chest, leaning against the wall with her legs spread apart in a horse stance. Ling Baobao glanced at Qiao Jie's bulging breasts, rubbed her hands together, stepped on Qiao Jie's knees, and with a push, reached the windowsill. Then, grabbing the window frame, just as her right foot was rising and her left foot was falling back, she gently touched Qiao Jie's full breasts, as if kicking a cotton ball. Ling Baobao didn't think much of it, only wanting to quickly return the ledger so she wouldn't have any more trouble. She stepped onto the filing cabinet by the window, then skillfully opened it. Just as she was about to put the ledger back where she had taken it, someone slapped her shoulder hard. The long stun gun in the room flashed a few times before suddenly becoming blindingly bright. Ling Baobao's heart pounded so hard she almost couldn't tell if it was a drum or a bell. Her legs trembled uncontrollably; she was nearly scared to death. Ling Baobao wondered if it was someone from the general affairs department lying in wait to catch her, the thief who stole the ledger. Her mind raced, but she couldn't understand anything. She just wanted to turn around and see who was behind her!

Standing there, about to turn her head to see who was behind her, she was first slapped hard twice on the back of the head. A burning pain immediately shot through her neck, and her mind went blank, as if it had short-circuited.

"You little brat, sneaking into the General Affairs Department in the middle of the night! Oh! So you stole this ledger! I'll beat you to death!"

Ling Baobao heard a booming, stern voice, followed by a barrage of blows to the back of his head and neck, as if struck hard with a book. Before Ling Baobao could even open his mouth to explain, he was grabbed by the back of his collar and thrown to the ground. In the instant he fell, Ling Baobao saw it was the head of the General Affairs Department, "Si Quan." "Si Quan"—why was he in the room at this hour? And before he entered through the window, there was no sound, no movement, and no lights on. It seemed he had been waiting for him. Lying on the ground, Ling Baobao's mind raced. He needed to figure out how to explain himself, or he would be seen as a thief, and not only would he be fired, but he might be considered a criminal!

Unexpectedly, the "Four-Circle" director, who appeared to have a crooked neck and mouth, like a disabled person, actually possessed a strength almost no less than that of a normal adult. He grabbed a broom from beside his desk and began to beat Ling Baobao mercilessly. Ling Baobao was almost in tears. What was going on? He wasn't even given a chance to speak or explain; he just kept hitting her. Ling Baobao felt that she might be beaten to death by the "Four-Circle" director in the General Affairs Department today.

Only when Si Quan's face was flushed red, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his right arm seemed unable to lift, did Si Quan sit down at the corner of the desk and ask irritably, "Are you a student?"

Ling Baobao loosened her hands from her head and timidly answered, "Yes!"

Si Quan took out a cigarette case, picked out a cigarette, put it in her mouth, lit it, and took a hard drag before asking, "Tell me! Why did you steal the ledger! If you can't explain, I'll call the police station right now!"

Director Si Quan pretended to pick up the phone to dial, which frightened Ling Baobao so much that she quickly grabbed Si Quan's leg, shaking it with a sob in her voice, and whispered the whole story

. Chapter 54 "Si Quan" the Cunning Sister

"Si Quan" actually laughed evilly, his laughter full of... His yellow teeth were crooked and uneven. He gently stroked Ling Baobao's head, grinning maliciously, and said, "Ling Baobao! I'll give you two choices. Listen carefully. One is to call the police right now and say I've caught a thief. I don't need to tell you the consequences; you can figure it out yourself. The other is that I can forgive you. Of course, stealing the ledger isn't a big deal, but I have a condition: if you agree, I'll give you a week's worth of free meal tickets!"

Ling Baobao stared at the crooked-necked, crooked-mouthed "Four Circles" director in front of her with bewildered eyes. Instantly, the image of the Japanese devils from landmine warfare and railway guerrilla warfare vividly appeared before her eyes. This man looked like a villain when he wasn't smiling, and even more so when he smiled. But now her weakness was in "Four Circles'" hands. It seemed there was no way to escape if she didn't agree. In a flash, Ling Baobao sorted out the situation and decided to agree to "Four Circles'" demands. As the saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn! Ling Baobao nodded, feigning grievance and obedience.

"Four Circles" blinked his triangular eyes, confirming Ling Baobao's genuine submission, before chuckling and patting the chair beside his desk, saying, "Come on! Don't be afraid! I'm a teacher, I'm not going to eat you! Sit down!"

Ling Baobao obediently sat down, feigning fear as she looked at "Four Circles'" face.

"Four Circles" flicked his cigarette ash onto the ground, coughed up phlegm, then vigorously rubbed it with the sole of his shoe before clearing his throat and saying, "Tomorrow morning, I'll call you to the General Affairs Department. No matter who's in there, even if it's the King of Heaven himself, pretend you didn't see them. Just remember to say what I told you to say, and don't worry about anything else! Understand?"

Ling Baobao was a little confused, but after hearing "Four Circles'" instructions, she understood. Could it be that "Four Circles" had some deep-seated grudge against Master "Fat Monk"? But his experience tonight was too bizarre. It felt like a trap someone had set for him, and he had unwittingly fallen into it step by step. Looking at the distorted face of "Four Circles" before him, Ling Baobao was certain. He could swear that Sister Qiao and "Four Circles" had conspired to frame Master Fat Monk. They were definitely not good people, and their relationship was definitely not normal.

After receiving "Four Circles'" "decree" and carefully listening to all the instructions, Ling Baobao left the administration office under "Four Circles'" smiling gaze. It was pitch black all around, with only the occasional dim yellow light from the streetlights. Ling Baobao walked alone, lost and confused. As he approached the dormitory lobby, questions kept nagging at him: "Four Circles" and Sister Qiao are definitely connected, but what should he do now? She'd been caught red-handed. Wait, Ling Baobao remembered. If she went to the administration office or the cafeteria now and saw "Four Circles" and Sister Qiao together, wouldn't that confirm her suspicions?

Ling Baobao thought, "I can't let you play me like this. I need to investigate this thoroughly to lay the groundwork for a future counterattack." Ling Baobao first quietly went to the nearest cafeteria. The dim light told her that no one was inside. It seemed Sister Qiao wasn't in the cafeteria. Could she have sneaked into the administration office while she was out? Ling Baobao tiptoed along the cafeteria wall to the back of the administration office. The large office she'd climbed into earlier was obviously dark, visible through the back window. However, the dim light from the window next to the large office on the left indicated that someone should be inside. Fortunately, the window in this room was significantly lower than the large office window; Ling Baobao could reach the windowsill by stretching out her arm. Ling Baobao strained and slowly peered out the window. She saw "Four Circles" and Qiao Jie standing in a small room. The room had a door connecting it to a large office next door. Looking at the toiletries and bed inside, Ling Baobao knew this room was for the teachers in the administration department to rest while on duty. Qiao Jie stood

in the middle of the room, while "Four Circles" brazenly scanned her, as if admiring prey. "Four Circles" walked over and gently put his arm around Qiao Jie's slender waist, but she forcefully shook off his hand, saying, "Tell me, how much money do you want, or just name your price." Her

voice was filled with disgust as she turned away.

"Money? I don't need money. To put it bluntly, I only need you."

A lewd smile appeared on "Four Circles'" distorted face. "What do you want?"

Qiao Jie's face flushed, yet she remained composed.

“You’re a smart person, you know that. Let me be blunt: if I tell anyone, you won’t be able to work here anymore, and you might even have to spend some time in the police station. If you want it simple, you can spend one night with me, that’s all.”

Director “Four Circles” finished speaking with a smug, lewd grin.

“You bastard!”

Sister Qiao glared at “Four Circles.”

“I’m a fair trader, I don’t want to hurt you, we both get something, but if you don’t know what’s good for you, don’t blame me. Think about it.”

“Four Circles” started drooling as he spoke.

“You…”

Sister Qiao seemed speechless, her eyes instantly welling with tears. Director “Four Circles” observed Sister Qiao’s expression; now he was certain that this charming and sexy Sister Qiao was completely under his control. He took Sister Qiao’s jade-like arm, half-helping, half-forcing her down onto the wooden single bed against the wall. Qiao Jie lay expressionlessly on the fairly tidy wooden bed. The "Four Circles" director stared greedily at her petite body, not daring to blink. She wore a maroon short-sleeved shirt, the snow-white skin of her arms radiating a captivating glow. Her lower body was clad in beige, tight-fitting capri pants that hugged her waist, outlining her full hips. The pants hem ended just above her calves, revealing a glimpse of her smooth, slender feet. On her feet were flesh-colored open-toe high-heeled sandals, the delicate straps accentuating her boneless feet and creating a beautiful curve in her legs, arousing endless fantasies. "Four Circles" scrutinized Qiao Jie's body from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, his eyes filled with hunger and provocation. One of his hands rested on Qiao Jie's soft, full buttocks. The fabric of her pants was very thin, and "Four Circles" could clearly see the outline of her underwear. When his fingers seemingly casually slid to the deep, hidden valley between her buttocks, Qiao Jie let out a soft moan.

"How is it? Feeling excited, huh?"

"Four Circles'" voice carried the contempt of a conqueror. "No..."

Four Circles' fingers reached between Qiao Jie's legs, teasing her. Qiao Jie seemed extremely uncomfortable, her body swaying as she tried to escape. Four Circles moved closer and pressed against Qiao Jie's delicate body, lowering his head to kiss her fair neck. Qiao Jie's smooth skin left behind one wet lip print after another. He embraced her from the side, his crooked mouth pressing against Qiao Jie's thin lips without warning. His tongue pried open Qiao Jie's small mouth, licking her white, even teeth. He grabbed her hair and pulled it down, causing Qiao Jie to involuntarily lean back, her upper body arching into a full moon shape. Four Circles' saliva slowly flowed into Qiao Jie's small mouth. Four Circles held Qiao Jie tightly in his kisses, the pressure of his mouth and chest almost suffocating her. Qiao Jie desperately pushed and shoved Si Quan with both hands, finally managing to pry his mouth open, by which time she was panting heavily. Si Quan smacked his lips and said, "That was really satisfying. Okay, are you going to take it off yourself or do you want me to help you?"

Qiao Jie couldn't bear to listen anymore.

"No, I don't want to..."

Qiao Jie's face was already flushed with embarrassment, like a plucked hen. Seeing that Qiao Jie just kept her head down and didn't say a word, Si Quan sneered a few times and said, "Still embarrassed? I guess I'll have to help you."

After speaking, he bent down and embraced Qiao Jie's legs. His hands caressed Qiao Jie's smooth calves, her skin as lustrous as jade. He brought his lips to lick them, as if licking delicious honey. He reached down and unfastened the buckles on Qiao Jie's high-heeled sandals, loosening the delicate straps, his hands gently stroking her white insteps. Qiao Jie's right foot was lifted, the high heel removed, then her left foot; her ten toes were indescribably adorable, her slender feet delicate and charming. He didn't stop. He stood up, swept off Qiao Jie's hair tie, and her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders. His hands moved from behind her back to her chest, kneading her high, firm breasts, then began unbuttoning her short-sleeved shirt. He unbuttoned it one button at a time from top to bottom, deliberately slowing his movements, gradually revealing Qiao Jie's fair and smooth skin. Qiao Jie lowered her eyes, seemingly unwilling to witness her humiliation. But Si Quan grabbed her hair, forcing her to open her eyes. The last button of her shirt was undone, the front of the shirt parted to reveal a beige bra and a flat, white abdomen. Si Quan pulled the shirt open further, the maroon sleeveless shirt falling to her feet through her drooping hands. Qiao Jie quickly covered her chest with her hands. Si Quan didn't seem to be in a hurry to undo Qiao Jie's bra; instead, his hands moved to her waist to undo her belt. After the thin black belt buckle loosened, Si Quan unbuttoned Qiao Jie's beige pants and then zipped them up with a "squeak." Qiao Jie's underwear was also revealed, a low-rise beige thong. Si Quan pulled the sides of the pants down, the tight pants encountering some resistance as they passed over Qiao Jie's round buttocks, but they were still pulled obediently to her ankles. "Four Circles" lifted Qiao Jie's jade-like feet, pulled off his pants, and threw them at her feet.

"Four Circles" showed no sign of stopping; he then unhooked the back of Qiao Jie's bra, and the bra straps slipped off her shoulders, causing her to hug him even tighter. "Four Circles" didn't forcibly pull her hands away; instead, he spread her long, slender legs, grabbed the edge of her beige panties, and forcefully pulled them down. Qiao Jie's panties were pulled down to her thighs, and Mi Jian's eyes immediately fell on Qiao Jie's two fair, round, soft, and smooth buttocks and the dark valley between them. Qiao Jie was both ashamed and frightened, and quickly clamped her legs together. She tried to cover her lower body with her hands, but as soon as her hands fell, her bra slipped down, immediately exposing her alabaster breasts and rosy nipples. She could only cover her chest with one hand and her lower body with the other.

"Four Circles," his eyes glued to her, pulled Qiao Jie's panties down to her ankles, lifting her legs so the panties lay at her feet. Then, he forcefully yanked her loosened bra from over her head to her back, snatching it from her hand. Qiao Jie was finally naked. Her perfect body was like a jade sculpture, translucent and snow-white. "Four Circles" was stunned. Her firm breasts, rosy nipples, slender waist, long, beautiful legs, snow-white skin, and smooth texture—she was truly a goddess. Qiao Jie's mature body became even more alluring under her nakedness. "Four Circles," unable to control his increasingly rapid heartbeat, frantically kissed Qiao Jie's breasts, abdomen, and thighs, leaving countless passionate kisses on her delicate skin. He held Qiao Jie close, kissing her incessantly. Si Quan removed his dark short-sleeved shirt, revealing his tanned body. He embraced Qiao Jie's fair skin on the small wooden single bed. Si Quan placed his hands between Qiao Jie's legs, caressing one of the most delicate parts of a woman's body—the inner thighs—and occasionally deliberately touching Qiao Jie's secret valley. Qiao Jie did not resist, but her body was stiff as a piece of wood. She seemed to have only one thought: that Si Quan's rape would end quickly, so she had no choice but to submit.

Si Quan's hands swept over her smooth, flat abdomen, almost without pausing, until they touched her firm, white breasts. He kneaded Qiao Jie's high breasts and soft nipples, continuing to rub his body against the delicate skin of her lower body, deriving great pleasure from it. Then he spread Qiao Jie's legs, exposing the mysterious yet longed-for sweet garden, and then brandished his long spear, thrusting it straight into Qiao Jie's jade body. Qiao Jie seemed mentally prepared, but when the four-circle spear was inserted, she still felt intense pain and couldn't help but groan, her hands involuntarily gripping the bedsheets tightly.

Two naked bodies, one black and one white, intertwined on the bed, the intense ritual of intercourse unfolding nakedly in the silent night. Qiao Jie's delicate body quickly betrayed her beliefs; a captivating blush appeared on her snow-white skin, and her lower body was overflowing with sweet fragrance. The ugly and lowly body of "Four Circles" brought a strong sexual impact, causing Qiao Jie's last psychological defense to collapse instantly, and her previously tense body immediately went completely limp. "Four Circles'" thrusting became smoother and smoother; he positioned Qiao Jie on her side and continued thrusting. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the large sycamore tree in front of the house, creating a whooshing sound, and Qiao Jie's groans were drowned out by the noise. Qiao Jie's body shifted constantly, lying supine, prone, half-kneeling, as "Four Circles" indulged in his desires on her smooth, white body. Qiao Jie could no longer hold on and fainted on the bed, but Four Circles didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, immediately pressing down on her again. The two intertwined, black and white bodies, like a naturally sculpted statue, were restless and eager. Ling Baobao, who had been watching from outside, had his penis erect, hard as a stick. He reached down and grabbed it a few times to find some relief, but he hadn't expected his guess to be inaccurate. He was clearly wrong; it seemed Qiao Jie wasn't in cahoots with Four Circles or involved in any conspiracy. But the fact that Qiao Jie was so willing to be played with by Four Circles was truly unexpected. Now, the relationship between these three people—"Four Circles," Qiao Jie, and "Fat Monk"—greater puzzled and intrigued Ling Baobao. He knew he needed to get to the bottom of this.
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Chapter 55 Don't Judge a

Book by Its Cover. Ling Baobao returned to the dormitory. The hallway was pitch black. Once inside, she saw a few lights on. The guys were playing by candlelight, burning the midnight oil. When they saw Ling Baobao return, they all looked at her with surprise. Li Xiping asked with a sly smile, "You're really something! You're like a dragon, only seen from afar! Goodness, did you eat before you went to the toilet? You've been here for half a day! Are you up to something behind everyone's back?"

Li Xiping's sly smile seemed to know something. Ma Dali punched Li Xiping and said, "Stop talking nonsense, it's your turn to play! Play well! You have to win this round!"

Ma Dali, without turning his head, said to Ling Baobao, "Dude, I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore. After I win this round, I'll give you a good talking-to tonight!"

Ling Baobao went over and gave Ma Dali a loud flick on the forehead, scolding, "Should I start talking first?" "I'll educate you! I'll teach you a lesson for your constant yelling!"

Ma Dali didn't dare to utter a sound, gently rubbing his forehead and muttering, "Baby! I'm using all my brainpower, and your blow to the head has killed tens of thousands of my brain cells. It looks like I'm going to lose this round, and if I lose, you'll have to pay for my meal ticket!"

Ling Baobao pushed Ma Dali aside, snatched the cards from his hand, and said, "Your impotence is your fault, how can you win with your skills!"

Ling Baobao won two rounds in a row, and Ma Dali could only shout from the side, "Baby! The meal ticket you win is mine! I picked this spot, it has good feng shui!"

Hu Chengwei, Li Xiping, and another classmate lost a few rounds and didn't dare to play anymore. Seeing Ling Baobao's calm and composed appearance, they muttered that they were sleepy and wanted to sleep, and all went to their beds. Ling Baobao could see that these people were also afraid of losing!

The next day, the first two periods were Wei Miaohua's English class. Ling Baobao listened attentively, staring intently at Wei Miaohua, and occasionally jotting down the key grammar and vocabulary points she emphasized. Ma Dali, watching the focused Ling Baobao, seemed to see an anomaly, amazed by her classroom performance. In the second period, Ling Baobao frequently raised her hand to ask questions, behaving like a proper student. Even Yi Meimei, who usually avoided looking behind her, shyly and curiously turned around to look at Ling Baobao several times. Wei Miaohua also noticed Ling Baobao's amazing performance in class that day. At the end of the second period, during the review of the text, Wei Miaohua specifically went to Ling Baobao to ask if he had understood. Ling Baobao saw that Wei Miaohua was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, with a blue knee-length skirt tucked inside, revealing the graceful curves of her hips, and black leather shoes, making her delicate feet look even more beautiful. Ling Baobao was overwhelmed by the fragrance emanating from Wei Miaohua. Every time Wei Miaohua walked from the other side of the classroom to his side, he would prepare to take a deep breath, giving himself enough air to inhale Wei Miaohua's unique fragrance. When Wei Miaohua was beside him, he would inhale deeply through his nose, and the exhilarating feeling made his whole body go limp, except for between his legs.

After two English classes, it was Lao Wang's math class. Unexpectedly, just as everyone was singing and preparing for class, Lao Wang stood ramrod straight at the door, gesturing with his index finger, seemingly looking at Ling Baobao. All eyes turned to Ling Baobao. Ma Dali nudged her with his elbow and said, "Baobao! Lao Wang is calling you!" Ling

Baobao got up and went outside. Lao Wang said sternly, "Did you get into trouble?" Ling Baobao asked, puzzled, "Teacher Wang! I didn't! What's wrong?" Lao Wang said angrily,

"The Political Education Office told me to tell you to go to the General Affairs Office now! Go now!"

Hearing "General Affairs Office," Ling Baobao understood what was going on and said to Lao Wang, "Teacher Wang, I didn't get into trouble! The General Affairs Office owes me a week's worth of meal tickets, and they've probably collected them and want to give them to me now!"

Ling Baobao smiled and ran downstairs. Lao Wang was still puzzled: the General Affairs Office owed Ling Baobao meal tickets, but the Political Education Office interfered, and besides, the Political Education Office didn't even issue meal tickets!

After regaining his senses, Old Wang realized Ling Baobao was lying. That kid!

When Ling Baobao reached the entrance of the General Affairs Office, he saw the bald Liu Song standing on the high steps with his hands behind his back. Liu Song's eyes scanned Ling Baobao from head to toe like he was scrutinizing a criminal, then he said with great surprise, "It's you again?"

The question carried both self-questioning and certainty. Ling Baobao nodded to Liu Song, then slipped into the General Affairs Office. On one side of the large desk directly opposite the door, a middle-aged man with thinning hair, still styled in a side parting, sat in a chair. His expression and demeanor were very dignified and imposing. Ling Baobao recognized him; this was the school principal. He had given a speech at the freshman orientation ceremony, his tone and voice deep and powerful, clearly someone who frequently spoke and gave speeches.

Sitting next to her was Si Quan, the head of the General Affairs Department. Beside him sat Master Fatty and Sister Qiao. At that moment, Bald Liu Song also entered, sitting on a chair by the door, watching the people inside warily like a watchdog, as if afraid they might suddenly escape.

Ling Baobao felt very uncomfortable with the atmosphere; it was somewhat like a scene from a TV interrogation.

First, Si Quan spoke, tilting his head and smirking, his tone both firm and ambiguous: "Today, the principal went to great lengths, putting aside various tasks awaiting his decision at school, to come specifically to the General Affairs Department to inquire about the missing ledgers. Ling Baobao, you must honestly explain what happened, understand? Think it through before you speak!"

Si Quan's tone clearly implied that Ling Baobao should simply repeat what he had instructed her to say the previous night. The principal maintained his stern face, occasionally snorting, without uttering a single word.

Ling Baobao repeated exactly what Si Quan had told her: "Principal and teachers, I am Ling Baobao from Class 6, Grade 1. Some time ago, I was tricked and deceived by the head chef of the Grade 1 cafeteria. I broke into the General Affairs Office and found the blue ledger that the head chef had asked me to find in the cabinet. After giving the ledger to the head chef, I went to the dormitory to sleep! I don't know anything else. Last night, I felt guilty. I thought that if I lost the opportunity to study because of stealing the ledger, I would be letting down my teachers and classmates. Therefore, last night I resolutely stole the ledger back from the cafeteria head chef, intending to return it to the General Affairs Office. I didn't expect that the head of the General Affairs Office had been lurking in the office, working hard to wait for the ledger. I regret it very much. Although I was caught by the head of the office, I am very happy. I hope I can change my ways and study hard. I hope the principal can give me a chance!" Ling Baobao finished saying everything she needed to say. After she finished, she looked at Si Quan. Si Quan's tense expression turned into a smile. Ling Baobao knew that what she said was acceptable. The principal remained unmoved after hearing this, picked up his teacup from his desk and slurped down his tea. After a while, the head cook, Fatty Tuo, sitting next to the fourth master, couldn't sit still any longer. He suddenly stood up and roared, "Principal, this kid is purely slandering me and framing me! I don't even know him. How could I ask him to do this? Besides, if I wanted to steal, would I need him? I could do it myself! Furthermore, why would a head cook like me steal the ledger? What use would it be?"

The head cook spoke loudly, but his sharp eyes kept glaring at Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao ignored him and just kept her head down.

The principal finally spoke, staring at Ling Baobao and asking, "Is this true?"

Ling Baobao firmly replied, "It's true!"

The principal's gaze lingered on Ling Baobao for a good three or four minutes before shifting to Director Siquan, saying, "How should we deal with this student? What do you say?"

Siquan, however, smiled obsequiously and said, "He's just a kid. He was instigated and deceived by others and did something foolish. Fortunately, it didn't cause serious consequences. I think we can give him a chance to correct his mistakes. Just have him write a self-criticism. What do you say, Principal?"

The principal didn't say anything, only nodded, indicating his agreement with Siquan's opinion.

Fat Tuo panicked and blurted out, "Principal, I've given you gifts before, you..."

Before Fat Tuo could finish speaking, the principal suddenly stood up, his sharp eyes shooting straight at Fat Tuo like a sword. Fat Tuo immediately stood up and dared not utter a sound.

The principal gave Liu Song a wink, and Liu Song walked over to Ling Baobao and said, "Write your self-criticism and submit it to the administration office before school ends this afternoon. Now go back to class!"

Ling Baobao couldn't wait to leave this somewhat gloomy and boring room. Looking back at the expressions of the people sitting in the office, Ling Baobao felt that everyone seemed to understand something, yet pretended not to. Anyway, if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it anymore. As long as nothing serious happened to him, it was fine. Now it seemed that if he wrote the self-criticism and submitted it this afternoon, he might get the four-lap reward. Ling Baobao felt that a bad thing had turned into a good thing, and he was secretly pleased.

At this time, the last class hadn't ended yet. Old Wang was standing on the podium, lecturing with great enthusiasm. Seeing Ling Baobao standing at the door, he angrily waved him away, signaling him to sit back down. Ling Baobao returned to his seat, and Ma Dali had already placed a written note on his textbook. The note read: "Hey bro, are you from another planet? Always mysteriously going in and out of the classroom and dormitory! Can you give me a hint?"

Ling Baobao also wrote a note and placed it in front of Ma Dali. Ma Dali, still pretending to listen attentively to the lesson, sat up straight without blinking.

However, Ma Dali quietly read aloud what Ling Baobao wrote on the note: "None of your business!"

After class, as Ling Baobao was clearing her desk to prepare for lunch, Fan Huajing handed her a note that read: "Don't go to the cafeteria, I brought you some good food!"

Ling Baobao immediately said to Ma Dali, "You go first! I have something to do. Don't wait for me for lunch, use my meal ticket to buy it for you, consider it a bribe!"

Ma Dali looked at Ling Baobao, then at Fan Huajing, who remained seated in the front row without moving, and said jealously, "Sigh! I'm all alone again!"

After Ma Dali left, only Fan Huajing and Ling Baobao remained in the classroom. Fan Huajing took a thermal lunchbox from her desk drawer. Inside were tempting dumplings. Ling Baobao smelled them delicious; he could only eat them on holidays, and today he was so happy! He casually asked, "What kind of filling is it?"

Fan Huajing picked one up and popped it into Ling Baobao's mouth, saying, "Try it and you'll know, okay?"

Egg and chives—Ling Baobao recognized it immediately after one bite and happily swallowed several dumplings, almost choking. Fan Huajing playfully patted his back. Soon, Ling Baobao finished the whole box of dumplings, leaving Fan Huajing staring in disbelief. Ling Baobao,

burping, asked, "Aren't you going to eat lunch?"

Fan Huajing angrily replied, "What am I supposed to eat? You ate it all by yourself!"

Ling Baobao realized he had eaten enough for two people. It seemed he hadn't had dumplings in a long time and couldn't resist the craving. He grabbed Fan Huajing's hand, shook it, and said, "If you're hungry, I'll go buy you lunch." Fan Huajing shook her head and said, "I won't eat the cafeteria food. It's awful and bland!"

Ling Baobao didn't say anything, but pulled Fan Huajing into her arms, lifted her head, and Fan Huajing laughed, "What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?"

Ling Baobao said, "You look so beautiful."

Saying this, she looked up and kissed Fan Huajing's soft lips. Fan Huajing closed her eyes, nervously accepting Ling Baobao's affection.

Fan Huajing's lips were soft and warm; Ling Baobao gently touched and licked them, as if afraid of damaging them.

Ling Baobao excitedly said, "Baby, open your mouth, okay?" Fan

Huajing obediently opened her small mouth, and Ling Baobao slipped her tongue inside, attacking her fragrant tongue. Having learned from previous experiences, Fan Huajing already knew how to cooperate, offering her tongue to him for him to taste. Their tongues intertwined like snakes, occasionally emitting soft squelching sounds. Both were lost in ecstasy, the pleasure of the kiss gradually fueling Fan Huajing's desire.

Fan Huajing's breathing grew heavier, and Ling Baobao's hands seized the opportunity to move, her left hand climbing up to her clitoris, gently pressing... He rubbed her; his right hand rubbed against her buttocks, his fingers occasionally pressing on the cleft of her buttocks. He pressed very precisely, targeting the two most mysterious and alluring erogenous zones on a woman's body, causing Fan Huajing to tremble uncontrollably.

As the temperature rose, Ling Baobao looked around to make sure no one was nearby, then unhooked Fan Huajing's small bra. Two alluring beauties shone on Ling Baobao like a pair of bright moons. Her breasts weren't as large as Xiao Min's and Qiao Jie's in the billiard hall, but they were firm, pointed, and delicate, with tender and red nipples. Ling Baobao touched them a few times, then couldn't help but bend down, kissing one breast with his lips and playing with the other with his hand, leaving them covered in saliva. Fan Huajing twisted her body, panting and moaning, pressing Ling Baobao's head down with both hands, as if urging him to continue.

As they kissed, his mouth moved down, and he grabbed her underwear, pulling it down.

Suddenly, Fan Huajing jolted as if electrocuted, slapping Ling Baobao's restless hand away, her face flushed with shyness, and said, "Nonsense! This is a classroom, you're too bold in broad daylight!"

Ling Baobao passionately replied, "Everyone's gone to eat or go home at this time, who's still here? Don't worry!" "

Fan Huajing stubbornly refused, since she had never succeeded anyway. Ling Baobao, on the other hand, felt that Fan Huajing, seemingly open and lively, was actually very reserved and conservative. In contrast, Xiao Yiting, who looked shy and timid, dared to be passionate with Hu Chengwei in the hallway. It seems that appearances can be deceiving."

Chapter 56 Night Encounter with Erchui

Ling Baobao came to the General Affairs Office after the third period in the afternoon and handed her written self-criticism to "Siquan". At this moment, the huge office was empty except for "Siquan", who was sitting alone at the innermost desk, smoking and reading the newspaper, quite content. Seeing Ling Baobao come in, "Siquan" put on a stern face, coldly took the self-criticism, slammed it on the table, didn't even glance at it, and glared at Ling Baobao, coldly saying: "You have to be careful what you say in the future. Don't say a single thing about what you heard this morning. If the principal hears even a whisper, he'll be angry and want to expel you, and I won't be able to stop him!" Ling

Baobao knew there were definitely some dirty dealings between these adults, but she was too lazy to get involved. So, Ling Baobao nodded and smiled solemnly, saying, "Teacher, don't worry, as long as I get the meal tickets, I'll definitely keep my mouth shut! Don't worry!"

While expressing her determination, Ling Baobao didn't forget to remind "Four Circles" of the reward they had given her. "Four Circles" sneered, glanced at Ling Baobao contemptuously, and said with great annoyance, "Kid, I mean what I say, so stop nagging. But remember, you have to do what you say too!"

After saying that, "Four Circles" took a stack of meal tickets from a drawer in his desk, threw them at Ling Baobao, and said with a sidelong glance, "Take the meal tickets and shut up. Don't talk nonsense when you get back! Get lost!"

Ling Baobao smiled and nodded at "Four Circles" as she took the meal ticket, but inwardly she cursed viciously: "You old bastard, don't look at me like that! I'll remember what you said, and I'll settle the score with you someday!" Ling

Baobao left the general affairs office and waited for Ma Dali and Li Xiping to arrive at the cafeteria, eager for a lavish meal. The three of them were excitedly waiting for the cafeteria to open so they could pick out some delicious and hot food. Ling Baobao didn't see Qiao Jie's face, which should have been there, at the food window. She peeked through the window while getting her food, but Qiao Jie wasn't there either. Strangely, the head chef, "Fat Monk," wasn't there either. "Where are these two?"

Ling Baobao asked the young chef serving the food with a smile. The young chef calmly replied, "Qiao Jie is sick and resting in the dormitory! The head chef was fired!" Ling

Baobao was shocked that the head chef had been fired. It seemed things had escalated. But then he remembered how the head chef, "Fat Monk," had said in front of everyone that morning, "I gave you a gift," and Ling Baobao knew "Fat Monk" was doomed. Moreover, "Four Circles" had told him to smear "Fat Monk" after catching him that night. It seemed "Four Circles" and the principal couldn't tolerate Fat Monk's loose tongue. Thinking about it, did "Four Circles," "Fat Monk," and the principal have some unspeakable shady dealings? Ling Baobao couldn't possibly uncover this increasingly complicated situation with his limited intelligence. He decided to visit Sister Qiao sometime and try to get some information out of her.

Li Xiping and Ma Dali, surprised by Ling Baobao's generosity, quickly inquired whether he had found the meal tickets or stolen them. Ling Baobao was furious, spewing out food with his mouth full, "Bullshit! Do you fucking think I'm that kind of person?" Li

Xiping and Ma Dali grinned lewdly, exchanged a glance, and then nodded to Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao, furious, reached out to snatch their bowls and chopsticks, saying, "Stop eating! Stop eating! You're taking my kindness for granted!"

Seeing that Ling Baobao was genuinely angry, Ma Dali and Li Xiping hurriedly said, "Oh! We were just joking! You took it seriously, Baobao!"

Ling Baobao chuckled, then reached out and pressed Ma Dali and Li Xiping's heads down into the bowls, startling them so much they poked at her armpits. The three of them laughed and joked. Just then, Ma Dali saw Yi Meimei approaching and hurriedly gestured to Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao quickly stood up, blocking Yi Meimei's path, and asked with a smile, "Yi Meimei, sit here and eat!" Yi

Meimei was taken aback at first, then smiled, revealing two rather amusing canine teeth. Ling Baobao felt that Yi Meimei was slowly changing her opinion of him and had begun to develop a liking for him.

The group chatted and laughed, having a lively time. Before leaving, Yi Meimei mentioned that she usually went to the playground to run after evening self-study. Ling Baobao quickly chimed in, "Hey! How come I haven't seen you? I run every night too!"

Ma Dali kicked Ling Baobao hard in the shin and made a funny face at him.

After a few simple words, the two agreed to run together that evening. After Yi Meimei left, Li Xiping playfully said, "Baby, can you teach everyone your girl-chasing skills? You're so good at charming girls!" Ma Dali chimed in

, "You can't always leave your buddies as third wheels!"

Ling Baobao was both amused and exasperated. How the hell was she supposed to teach them?

After evening self-study, Fan Huajing was still bothering Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao said to Ma Dali, "I'm assigning Fan Huajing to you now. You take good care of her for me. I have to go for a run!" Ling

Baobao followed Yi Meimei, who kept glancing back at him, to the playground. Ma Dali tidied his desk, trying to find a topic to talk to Fan Huajing, but Fan Huajing kept a low face and didn't speak for a long time. Ma Dali tugged hard on Fan Huajing's sleeve, and Fan Huajing suddenly shouted, "Are you sick?" The whole classroom fell silent. Ma Dali was at a loss, his face as red as a monkey's bottom, and whispered, "Have you taken the wrong medicine?" "Why are you shouting so loudly!"

Fan Huajing fell silent, lowering her head and sobbing. This stubborn and confident girl felt she could never truly grasp Ling Baobao, as if he were a slippery eel, impossible to catch.

Ling Baobao followed Yi Meimei to the playground. Only a dim yellow light bulb illuminated the entrance; the playground itself was pitch black. Faint whispers could be heard in the darkness, but no one could be seen.

Ling Baobao followed Yi Meimei, running earnestly behind her, surrounded by the fragrance of body lotion. She was happy to have further contact with Yi Meimei, slowly catching up and running alongside her. Ling Baobao's arm occasionally brushed against Yi Meimei's... Shoulder to shoulder, Yi Meimei didn't flinch, but instead pressed her body against Ling Baobao's, clinging tightly to her. The two ran slowly, panting as they watched couples strolling around, whispering sweet nothings. After running three or four laps around the track, Ling Baobao was already feeling breathless, but Yi Meimei was still full of energy and kept running. Just as Ling Baobao lowered her head, hands on her knees, panting, she suddenly heard a cry of pain. Thinking something had happened to Yi Meimei, Ling Baobao hurriedly ran to the source of the sound in the dark. By the moonlight, she saw Yi Meimei crouching on the ground, clutching her ankle. Ling Baobao asked anxiously what was wrong. Yi Meimei gasped, "Who's so annoying? They threw a rock here! I stepped on it while running and almost twisted my ankle!"

Ling Baobao quickly grabbed Yi Meimei's slender ankle, gently stroking it a few times, and asked, "Does it hurt? It doesn't seem swollen? It should be okay! Try moving it around! "

Yi Meimei stood up and stretched a few times, saying, "That's enough, I won't run anymore. Let's sit down and rest on the steps. "

Ling Baobao helped Yi Meimei sit down on the steps. Next to them sat a couple who appeared to be lovers, whispering to each other.

Ling Baobao pressed herself close to Yi Meimei, who didn't flinch. Through her thin clothes, Ling Baobao could feel the heat emanating from Yi Meimei's body; her skin smelled slightly sweaty and was damp. For some reason, the couple next to them started kissing, the soft sounds of their kisses mingling with the girl's... A soft moan reached Ling Baobao and Yi Meimei's ears. The cool breeze was blowing, and both were momentarily at a loss for what to do or say. Ling Baobao looked in the direction of the sound and saw two small legs wriggling on the steps, like two intertwined snakes. The moaning was still faint, yet clearly lingered in their ears. Yi Meimei's head remained still, staring into the darkness in the distance. Ling Baobao's hands, supporting her hips, inadvertently brushed against Yi Meimei's hands. Ling Baobao's hands moved like crawling insects... He crawled over gently and pressed his hand against Yi Meimei's soft little hand. Yi Meimei neither resisted nor pulled away. Time seemed to freeze for a moment. Ling Baobao had a bold idea: to let her experience his amazing tongue skills. This bold idea was reinforced by the faint moans beside him. He slowly reached up from Yi Meimei's back, gently embracing her slender and smooth waist. He turned his head, and his mouth, like a precisely guided missile, accurately found Yi Meimei's still panting mouth. Like two magnets attracting opposite sexes, his essence... The lips of Ling Baobao were firmly attached. When Ling Baobao's hot, burning lips touched Yi Meimei's fragrant lips, Yi Meimei's body trembled violently, leaning back. However, Ling Baobao grabbed her from behind, around the waist, and she couldn't escape. She could only let Ling Baobao kiss her. Logically, if Yi Meimei wanted to resist, she could simply push Ling Baobao away and pull his lips away. But Yi Meimei didn't do that. Ling Baobao had already guessed that Yi Meimei didn't want to refuse. So, he boldly kissed Yi Meimei's upper and lower fragrant lips, gently first... She rubbed and rotated the tongue against Yi Meimei's tongue until Yi Meimei's body began to tremble slightly. Ling Baobao suddenly stuck out her tongue, like a steel rod piercing a solid wall. Inside, it was spacious and open. Using her previous experience, Ling Baobao skillfully moved the tongue around Yi Meimei's mouth, in and out of the space between her tongue and teeth. Yi Meimei's moist saliva made a sizzling sound as their hands rubbed together, like someone slurping soup. Ling Baobao first gently circled the tip of her tongue on Yi Meimei's tongue, making it difficult for her to catch it easily. He slowly waited until Yi Meimei began to pant, then forcefully thrust his tongue into her mouth, passionately entwining and swirling it with hers. Sweet, slippery saliva dripped from Ling Baobao's lips. Yi Meimei's body slumped into Ling Baobao's arms like a boneless snake, her tongue like a fish at will. Ling Baobao's passion was ignited; his lower body began to heat up, a sign that his desire was rising. Yi Meimei, however, was breathing rapidly, as if in a dream, her body trembling occasionally. One arm tightly embraced Ling Baobao, while the other gently caressed Ling Baobao's knees and thighs, as if in great discomfort and torment. Yi Meimei's soft moans echoed more and more in Ling Baobao's ears. Yi Meimei's arms tightened their grip on Ling Baobao, as if trying to hold her captive. Yi Meimei began to actively caress Ling Baobao's body; Ling Baobao knew this was a signal.

Ling Baobao's passion... The momentary burst of passion was interrupted by a crowd passing by. The group, holding lighters like flashlights, flicked them on and off, the light momentarily illuminating the couples embracing on the nearby steps. The crowd played and chatted, commenting on each couple, judging their movements, and whistling provocatively when they got excited, tearing through the darkness.

Ling Baobao, annoyed by their absurdity and disturbance, cursed, "Damn it, what's so interesting! Never seen kissing before?"

Her words seemed to reach the crowd's ears, as they turned back, crowding together like a black swarm of crows in front of Ling Baobao and Yi Meimei. Ling Baobao couldn't see their faces, only a dark mass of figures.

One of them spoke, a voice with a woman's tone: "That guy seems to have insulted us! Yes! It's him! I heard it with my own ears!" Ling

Baobao was very puzzled as to whether this person was male or female.

No one in the crowd uttered a sound. A person lit a lighter, held it up to Ling Baobao, and waved it while also glancing at Yi Meimei. The lighter went out, and Ling Baobao couldn't see what the person looked like.

The person with the lighter spoke: "Say what you just said again!"

The person's tone was very simple and monotonous, the voice extremely weak yet seemingly irresistible.

Ling Baobao protested, "I was insulting myself!"

But the very feminine voice interrupted again: "You can't insult yourself! I heard you!"

Ling Baobao thought this guy was really bored and had too much time on his hands. A sissy trying to control everything! Normally, if he dared to say another word, Ling Baobao would have already knocked him to the ground. But she couldn't do that in the current situation, so Ling Baobao humbly said, "I really was insulting myself!"

The person with the lighter spoke again: "Alright! Let's go! We have important business to attend to!" But let me tell you, you need to be careful what you say next time. Be mindful of what you say around Erchui; you can talk, but you absolutely cannot swear!

Erchui? Erchui! Ling Baobao shuddered upon hearing this. Erchui? He had actually encountered the legendary Erchui. Ling Baobao felt sweat trickling down his forehead. He knew that the name Erchui was like a heater, roasting him until he was sweating profusely.

Chapter 57 Erchui

Erchui was a short, ordinary-looking senior high school student. His name was known throughout the entire county high school, from freshmen to seniors, from the principal to the teachers. He was a household name, a celebrity in the county high school. Almost no one was unaware of his name. You could say that you might not know the principal's name, but you couldn't not know Erchui's name. Erchui's

resounding reputation was so widespread because of three things: the battle in the locust grove, his courageous jump from the third floor, and the gang fight in the cafeteria.

Speaking of the first thing, the battle in the locust grove, we have to go back to Erchui's first week at the county high school. Erchui first revealed his ferocity shortly after arriving at the school in his first year of high school. At that time, a group of students from Qinghong Town in the same county had spontaneously organized themselves into a gang known as the Qing Gang. They ran rampant in the school, engaging in fights and brawls at will. It just so happened that Erchui went to the cafeteria for the first time after arriving at the school. He accidentally bumped into Xiaodao's arm, who was known as the second-in-command of the Qing Gang, knocking over Xiaodao's food. Xiaodao was very angry. He didn't expect that someone would dare to knock over his food bowl, especially since the Qing Gang was at its peak and everyone should know about it and be afraid of it. But he didn't expect that a freshman, a greenhorn, would knock over his food bowl and make him lose face in front of so many people. He immediately grabbed Erchui's collar as if he wanted to tear him to pieces. All the students around dared not utter a sound, wanting to see how this unruly second-in-command of the Qing Gang would deal with this greenhorn.

Xiao Dao grabbed Er Chui by the collar, trying to throw him to the ground, but Er Chui instead slammed him down from behind. Er Chui lay on the ground, clutching his back and groaning. The Green Gang students nearby couldn't bear to watch and rushed in, but they were all taken down one by one by the short, ordinary-looking Er Chui. Xiao Dao lay on the ground watching his brothers fall one by one, then pulled a small knife from his pocket. He was called Xiao Dao because he always carried a knife with him, no matter where he was. Xiao Dao charged at Er Chui, thinking he could intimidate him, but Er Chui kicked him in the jaw. Instantly, Xiao Dao collapsed to the ground like a bleeding chicken. The students around were stunned; they hadn't expected this unassuming Er Chui to be so powerful, subduing the Green Gang members in an instant. But everyone was also worried about Erchui. Ma Chao, the leader of the Green Gang, wasn't there. Ma Chao was short and unremarkable, but he was ruthless, fearless in fights, and famous for his many tricks. Ma Chao once slapped a student's face until it swelled up with the back of a knife, and he also forced another student to drink his own urine. When the student refused, Ma Chao shoved a lump of feces into his mouth, ultimately forcing the student to drop out of school.

The news that Erchui had knocked down the second-in-command of the Green Gang and his men spread like wildfire throughout the school. That very night, Ma Chao led Xiao Dao to Erchui's dormitory. Erchui, however, acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to chat with his roommates. Ma Chao was furious at Erchui's arrogant and disrespectful attitude and kicked him, but Erchui dodged it. His roommates were terrified and ran outside. Inside, they heard a commotion as Erchui fought a group of Green Gang students. The roommates were very worried; Erchui was fighting so many people, including older students. They feared he would be beaten half to death. But after half an hour, it finally quieted down inside, with only cries of pain and pain. When the dormitory door opened, they saw that the first person to come out was Erchui. Although Erchui's face was covered in blood and his body had many footprints, no one else came out of the dormitory after he left. The roommates peered inside curiously and saw a bunch of people lying on the floor.

In the first round, Erchui easily defeated Ma Chao and his gang, leaving everyone even more astonished by his incredible skill. Would Ma Chao let Erchui off so easily? Sure enough, on a rainy night, he ambushed Erchui. While Erchui was using the toilet, the group pinned him down on the squat toilet and gave him a thorough beating. Caught completely off guard, Erchui was left bruised and battered, looking utterly pathetic. Ma Chao and his gang thought, "Let's see if Erchui dares to be arrogant now!" But the very next day, Erchui showed up at Ma Chao's classroom, stood at the door, and loudly proclaimed, "If you've got the guts, the guts, the courage, let's have a match in the locust grove outside! If you're going to back down, don't bother coming!"

The entire second-year high school class was stunned. They hadn't expected a freshman who had only been at the school for less than two weeks to be so arrogant, completely disregarding Ma Chao. Everyone watched Ma Chao's reaction, wondering how he would respond.

Ma Chao hadn't expected this new high school freshman to be so unyielding and tenacious, daring to challenge him right on his doorstep. He readily accepted the challenge, determined to eliminate this major problem once and for all, ensuring he'd never be so arrogant again. That weekend, Ma Chao led a group of friends to the locust grove next to the school.

When they arrived, Er Chui was already waiting. Thousands of students had gathered to watch the spectacle, eager to see who was stronger—the most powerful school bully in history or the most awesome freshman.

Er Chui remained as arrogant as ever. Without waiting for Ma Chao and his group's signal, he attacked, weaving and dodging through the grove like a seasoned and incredibly calm fighter. Ma Chao and his men were taken down one by one by Er Chui before everyone's eyes, their faces bruised and battered, looking like pigs. Finally, when only Ma Chao and Xiao Dao remained to face Er Chui, both drew their knives. Ma Chao wouldn't easily draw his weapon unless he was desperate, as he was always confident that he could solve everything with his fists.

This time, he took out a knife to deal with the most difficult person he had ever faced. Er Chui, on the other hand, snapped off a thorny locust branch. The three of them engaged in a fierce fight in the locust grove. When no one dared to open their eyes, the battle was over. Ma Chao and Xiao Dao, members of the Green Gang, were already lying on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, covered in blood and tiny locust thorns. They lay on the ground, clutching their faces and spinning around, groaning in pain. Er Chui, however, only had his clothes torn by the knife. He was completely unharmed.

Thus, this famous battle in the locust grove made him famous throughout the county high school, and Er Chui established his reputation in the school's underworld with this one battle.

The many students who watched could hardly believe that such a powerful and awesome person existed in the world. They thought they had only ever seen such people in movies before, but seeing it in real life, right beside them, was still unbelievable. Er Chui walked away easily and returned to his dormitory. It wasn't until Monday that everyone learned that Ma Chao and Xiao Dao from the Green Gang were hospitalized, and the two absolutely refused to return to the county high school.

Er Chui's reputation suddenly spread throughout the county high school. Although he was eventually discovered by the school, given a medical examination, and punished by standing for several days, afterwards, many people were willing to approach him, greet him, and follow him. Thus, a large number of people began to follow Er Chui.

The battle in the locust grove has already been told, but the following story of Er Chui jumping from the third floor wasn't about fighting, but about pursuing a girl. At the time, there was a girl in his grade who was the tallest in the entire school, a key player on the school basketball team, and the school's undisputed beauty. Even so, Er Chui, who stood a head lower than the beauty, still managed to win her over, and in public and private, he displayed the vast difference in their stature without being humble or arrogant.

It's said that Erchui initially wrote many love letters and sent lots of snacks to the school beauty, but she just couldn't get a liking for him, who was shorter than her and of average looks. Erchui's relentless pursuit eventually annoyed her. During a break, in front of many students in the corridor, she declared: "If you dare to jump from the third floor, I'll accept you as my boyfriend." The school beauty clearly looked down on Erchui, thinking, "Who would dare jump from such a high place? Who has the guts?" But to her surprise, and to everyone's surprise in the corridor, Erchui said, "You keep your word." The school beauty replied dismissively, "I do." Before she could finish speaking, Erchui had already climbed the iron railing and jumped. His action terrified everyone. All the students in the corridor instantly rushed to the railing, wanting to see if Erchui had died. To everyone's astonishment, after jumping, Erchui squatted on the ground for a while, then dusted himself off, stood up, and limped back up to the third floor, arriving beside the school beauty. This incident moved many girls to tears, including the school beauty. From then on, Erchui won over the tallest and prettiest girl in the entire school. It is said that that very night, Erchui secretly took the girl to a hotel, where they spent a wonderful night together in the room.

The restaurant brawl wasn't Erchui ganging up on others; it was others ganging up on him, and it was a group of young teachers beating him up. But this time, Erchui didn't fight back. In those days, teachers in remote areas often had the bad habit of physically punishing and beating students, just like saying you've never been beaten is like saying you've never fallen. That time, Erchui's deskmate didn't finish his homework and disobeyed the teacher in class, talking back to him. The male teacher couldn't stand it anymore, and he couldn't save face in front of so many students, so he reached out and slapped his deskmate twice. Who knew that the student was unlucky and actually got a nosebleed. But the teacher was still angry and made him stand still and not wipe it. So, his deskmate stood there blankly, with drops of blood splattering all over the ground under his feet, forming a small red sun. Erchui, unable to bear it any longer, stood up and said that his deskmate should go to the tap to wash his face and stop the bleeding. The male teacher, not expecting a student to dare oppose him and stand up for the student who had done wrong, also went up and slapped Erchui twice. Erchui, not expecting the teacher to be so unreasonable and inhumane, then pushed the teacher over. The teacher's head hit the corner of the desk, breaking his skull and drawing blood down his cheek. The male teacher began shouting wildly: "Hitting someone! Hitting someone! Rebellion! Students are hitting teachers!"

A group of young teachers from the disciplinary office arrived and dragged Erchui downstairs to a spacious teachers' cafeteria without explanation, then closed the door. According to many students at the time, Erchui was slapped and kicked repeatedly by the teachers inside. Erchui stood upright for nearly an hour until the teachers were tired and their hands and feet ached, then he walked out with a mocking expression. Erchui was once again publicly criticized throughout the school, required to make a self-criticism in front of all teachers and students, and made to stand as punishment in front of the Political Education Office.

Erchui's three misdeeds resounded throughout the entire county high school; no one failed to admire and respect him.

Ling Baobao never expected to meet the legendary Erchui under such circumstances. Although she didn't see Erchui's face clearly, Ling Baobao knew that she wanted to be like Erchui—a famous and influential person—that's what made life interesting and fulfilling!

The next day, Ling Baobao heard something very unlucky. Wu Dingtian had recovered from his injury and returned to school.

Ma Dali rushed over after using the restroom during break, almost knocking over a classmate's books, knocking over a water cup, and stepping on a girl's heel, causing her to scream. He came to Ling Baobao's side, terrified, sweating profusely, his mouth agape as if trying to speak but unable to find the words, only panting and groaning.

Fan Huajing turned her head and saw Ma Dali's disheveled appearance, laughing and saying, "Did you peep into the women's restroom or step in poop? Look at you!"

Ma Dali rolled his eyes at Fan Huajing and retorted, "You're the one who stepped in poop, you even ate poop!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Huajing picked up a book and smacked Ma Dali on the head, and the two of them started fighting in front of Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao impatiently shouted, "Are you two sick?! Fighting all the time! Have you eaten too much or something wrong? Damn it, can't you take a break for a day?"

Fan Huajing and Ma Dali stopped fighting, and Fan Huajing muttered, "It wasn't me who provoked him, he provoked me first!"

Ling Baobao ignored Fan Huajing's comment, but Ma Dali said, "What break?! Something terrible has happened!"

Ling Baobao patted Ma Dali's head and said jokingly, "You'll hold up the sky if it falls! Don't be afraid!"

Ma Dali, however, said seriously and fearfully, "I can't hold it up! You'll have to hold it up! He's back!" "

Ling Baobao looked at Wu Dingtian's terrified expression and asked in a serious voice: 'Who's back?' Ma Dali took a breath and said, word by word: 'Wu Dingtian is back.

' Chapter 58: Wang Shuheng Has Gone Mad.

Ling Baobao didn't expect Wu Dingtian to come back at this time. It seems this guy isn't seriously injured! It's also Wang Shuheng's fault for not being ruthless enough! Thinking this, Ling Baobao thought of Wang Shuheng. This guy has been locked up in the detention center for so long. She wondered if he had been released yet. Just as Ling Baobao was missing Wang Shuheng and worrying about Wu Dingtian's revenge, a shocking piece of news came out." Li Xiping and Wang Shuheng were from the same township and village, with their families living at opposite ends of the village. When Li Xiping's father brought him a change of clothes, he told him some shocking news: because Wang Shuheng was under eighteen, the police station planned to release him after giving him a warning and compensation to Wu Dingtian. However, the Wang family would have to pay a fine of 5,000 yuan. Wang Shuheng's parents were simple, honest farmers. After paying Wu Dingtian's medical expenses and other costs, they had no money left to pay the fine. So, one dark night, when Wang Shuheng's father went to a relative's house to borrow money, he accidentally fell into a well used for irrigating farmland while taking a shortcut. When he was pulled out a few days later, he was soaked and looked like a doughy lump.

In the end, Wang Shuheng was released without paying any money. Back home, he howled all night, his terrifying, eerie cries keeping the villagers awake all night. All the village dogs barked along with him. The next day, everyone saw Wang Shuheng staring blankly, muttering something under his breath, naked, walking from one end of the village to the other, ignoring everyone who called him. Later, the whole village realized: Wang Shuheng had gone mad!

When Ling Baobao heard this, she thought it was utterly unbelievable. It couldn't be! How could this be? Wang Shuheng was thin but fair-skinned, so Ling Baobao had always assumed he was from the city. He wasn't tall, but he was dashing and outgoing, loyal and righteous. How could he be insane!

After hearing this news, the entire dormitory fell silent. Even Hu Chengwei, who had been brothers with Wang Shuheng, agreed to go to his house together that weekend.

Wang Shuheng's madness and Wu Dingtian's return to school after recovering from his injuries made Ling Baobao feel as if he had been thrown into an ice cave, feeling extremely uneasy. His good brother, his good buddy, had gone mad, and the wicked Wu Dingtian had returned unharmed.

Ling Baobao's heart was filled with turmoil. He hoped that the words brought by Li Xiping's father were just a dream, a lie, or a fabrication. The next day at noon, just as Ling Baobao, Li Xiping, and Ma Dali returned to their dormitory after lunch, the sounds of fighting reached Ling Baobao's ears. He pushed open the door and saw an even fatter figure, like a clock, lying across the center of the dormitory. Ling Baobao saw Hu Chengwei leaning against the iron frame of his bed, a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, biting his cheek and glaring fiercely at the fat figure. Ling Baobao didn't even need to see the person's face to know who it was. Wu Dingtian turned around and saw Ling Baobao push the door open and enter. He looked at Ling Baobao with a mocking and contemptuous expression, and then said in a very loud and provocative tone, "Heh, you're all back! Let's watch the show!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Dingtian, with his obese body, lifted Hu Chengwei off the ground as if he were a chicken. As soon as Hu Chengwei was standing, Wu Dingtian punched him in the abdomen. Hu Chengwei, as if he had been attacked in a movie, fell down against the iron bar of the bunk bed with a thud, making a hissing sound as if he was gasping for breath in pain.

Ling Baobao walked up to Wu Dingtian, looked up at him, and said, "You just got back from the hospital and you've already caused trouble again. Looks like you want to go back to the hospital to recover, don't you?"

Wu Dingtian didn't expect Ling Baobao to dare talk to him like that. He turned around, about to punch her, when a girl's voice rang out from outside: "Wu—Ding—Tian! Wu—Ding—Tian!" Ling Baobao knew it was Yi Meimei calling Wu Dingtian from below. Wu Dingtian loosened his clenched fist, walked to the window, and softly called down, "I'm coming down! Wait!"

As Wu Dingtian passed Ling Baobao, he patted her shoulder dismissively and said... "You're pretty arrogant, I like it!"

Wu Dingtian left the dormitory with his men. Ling Baobao helped Hu Chengwei up. Hu Chengwei couldn't sit up straight for a long time, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead. Hu Chengwei said intermittently, "Damn it, this fat bastard, I'll kill him one day!"

From that day on, Hu Chengwei's temporary smugness completely disappeared. Wu Dingtian instantly dismantled the cronies that Hu Chengwei had gathered. Hu Chengwei, left all alone, quickly lost his big brother aura. So, he unconsciously followed Ling Baobao back to the atmosphere where the four of them used to be.

The weekend arrived quickly. As Ling Baobao, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei passed by the billiard hall, the female owner, Xiao Min, stood at the entrance, one hand leaning against the door panel. She was looking at Ling Baobao with a suggestive smile, saying nothing, her alluring eyes seeming to beckon and seduce. Ling Baobao smiled and nodded at her as she walked past. In that instant, Ling Baobao noticed that Xiao Min's eyes dimmed and her smile vanished.

Ling Baobao, Ma Dali, Li Xiping, and Hu Chengwei arrived at Wang Shuheng's house. Wang Shuheng's house was at the foot of the mountain, with a small river flowing quietly in front of it. After wading across the river, they first arrived at Li Xiping's house. The group didn't go to Li Xiping's house but went directly to Wang Shuheng's house at the edge of the village. In front of Wang Shuheng's house, a ten-foot-long white banner hung from a towering bamboo pole, fluttering in the wind. The village streets were deserted, appearing unusually quiet. The four of them carried the fruit they bought and were about to knock on the door when an elderly woman with white hair came out from their neighbor's house. The old woman loudly asked, "What are you doing here?"

Ling Baobao quickly replied, "Grandma, we're Wang Shuheng's classmates. We came to see him!"

The old woman grunted, her cloudy eyes sweeping over Ling Baobao, and said helplessly, "You don't need to look anymore! Wang Shuheng isn't home!"

Ling Baobao asked, "Grandma! Do you know where he went?"

"I don't know!"

The old woman shook her head, then sighed and said, "His mother doesn't know either. Nobody in the whole village knows where he went."

Ling Baobao hadn't expected Wang Shuheng to have this happen to him. If he wasn't home, where could he have gone?

Ling Baobao had no choice but to go to Li Xiping's house for a while. Li Xiping's house was an ordinary three-room house with a mud courtyard. Li Xiping's father had gone out to work, and now only his mother and grandmother lived there. Li Xiping's mother told Ling Baobao that after Wang Shuheng became mentally unstable, he would walk from the east end of the village to the west end every day, muttering something, but no one could understand what he was saying. He was naked, seemingly without shame or regard for heat or cold. He would eat at home and then come out, where his family would dress him, but he would strip naked before leaving the house. Then, one week, when his family went to call him for breakfast, he mysteriously disappeared. His family didn't hear a sound. One foggy morning, Wang Shuheng vanished completely from the village. The entire village, young and old, searched everywhere, but found no trace. After several days of searching without success, the villagers gradually gave up, thinking that Wang Shuheng, being mentally unstable, had either starved to death or fallen into a trap and died silently. But Wang Shuheng's mother refused to give up, searching every day, leaving early after breakfast and returning late at night.

The group remained silent after hearing the story. They hadn't expected Wang Shuheng's fate to be so tragic. But where could the insane Wang Shuheng have gone?

Ling Baobao and the others took a tricycle back to the county town. They were silent the entire way. This sudden series of events made them feel the cruelty of life and the ruthlessness of the times. Such a good friend, a good brother, a good buddy, had gone mad, vanished from the world like steam. How could all this have happened? Ling Baobao experienced something so tragic and heartbreaking for the first time in his life, and it was so close to his own life.

After dinner, exhausted from the long tricycle ride, Ma Dali fell asleep on the bed without even taking off his clothes. Li Xiping and Hu Chengwei quietly smoked cigarettes and read storybooks, neither of them saying a word.

For the first time, Ling Baobao felt the air in the dormitory was oppressive and suffocating. He walked out alone, looking at the dark and desolate night sky. At that moment, Xiao Min's face flashed into his mind—a face filled with disappointment and frustration.

Ling Baobao quickly climbed over the wall next to the toilet and, in the darkness, arrived at the billiard hall near the school gate. The main lights in the hall were off, and there was no sound of billiard balls hitting the water. However, the light in the leftmost window was on, and the sound of a television could be heard. Ling Baobao knew that Xiao Min was still awake.

Ling Baobao had always felt that Xiao Min was much older than him, and wondered if he should call her "sister." But thinking of the woman who had taken his virginity, Ling Baobao felt he didn't want to call her "sister." When Xiao Min treated him like a man, then he was a true man, her man.

Ling Baobao knocked on Xiao Min's window. Xiao Min inside asked, "Who is it?"

Ling Baobao replied in a muffled voice, "It's me! Ling Baobao!"

The door to the hall creaked open, and Xiao Min, wearing pajamas, turned and went into the small room without even looking at Ling Baobao. Ling Baobao followed her in.

Xiao Min plopped down on the simple wooden bed, revealing her voluptuous figure and rounded buttocks. Wearing a low-cut nightgown, she was definitely not wearing a bra, as her two small nipples stood erect, faintly visible. Ling Baobao licked his lips. Although seeing Xiao Min's sexy body aroused him, he felt that his sexual desire was not very high today. After all, he had learned so many tragic things today, and his mood and impressions were still hard to shake off.

Xiaomin seemed to sense Ling Baobao's displeasure and said sternly, "If you came here to watch TV, then get lost!"

Ling Baobao looked up at Xiaomin and said calmly, "I came to see you!"

Xiaomin scolded, "Who needs your concern, little brat? Who needs your fuss!"

Ling Baobao didn't speak. Xiaomin's displeasure was clearly because he hadn't greeted her today. Pretending not to recognize her, he walked past her. Ling Baobao took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and said, "Why are you acting like a child, getting angry so easily? If you're really angry, then I'm leaving! I won't disturb your mood." "!"

Ling Baobao pretended to leave, but Xiao Min stood up and scolded, "You little devil, you little slut, you're so young and already so clever, so full of tricks. Which girl will you tame in the future? Don't go! I bought some pig's head meat today, thinking I'd give it to you if you came over. You wait!"

Xiao Min went out with a big smile and brought back a plate of sliced pig's head meat. Normally, Ling Baobao would have devoured it without a word, but today was strange; she had no appetite at all. Her mouth wanted to eat, but her stomach felt like it was filled with stones, full and heavy.

Xiaomin noticed Lingbao's unhappiness, so she put down the plate and asked, "What's wrong? What's bothering you at such a young age?"

Lingbao glanced at Xiaomin and said, "You can't have problems at such a young age! Everyone eats grains, everyone farts and poops! Men, women, young and old are all different!"

Xiaomin noticed Lingbao's unusual behavior today, so she quietly walked up to him, patted his head, and said, "Tell me what's wrong, and see if I can help you."

Lingbao felt frustrated, so he told Xiaomin the whole story of Wang Shuheng. Xiaomin sighed repeatedly after listening, not expecting Wang Shuheng to be so pitiful. But one sentence Xiaomin said suddenly made Lingbao realize something.

After hearing that Wang Shuheng had disappeared from home, Xiaomin casually said, "He wouldn't go and fight that fat guy you mentioned, would he?"

Lingbao was suddenly jolted awake. How could he not have thought of that? Everyone said Wang Shuheng was crazy, but who knew if he was really crazy or just pretending? If he really intended to seek revenge on Wu Dingtian, he would be insane. There was a fear that Wang Shuheng might have lost his mind and done something foolish.

Ling Baobao wanted to leave after thinking it over, but Xiao Min said, "Don't you think about it? If something really happened now, the school would be in chaos. The lights at the main gate would be on, and the gates would be wide open. There wouldn't be this peaceful atmosphere now."

Ling Baobao's panicked heart calmed down temporarily, but the thought of Wang Shuheng made her feel aggrieved and upset.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Min went behind Ling Baobao, pressing her full breasts against her back, wrapping her arms around her neck, and said, "Don't think about it! You won't find him now! You can only wait! Like waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump! Understand?"

The burning sensation of her full breasts pressing against her back and Xiao Min's fragrance instantly enveloped Ling Baobao, and she felt her penis starting to erect again

. (Chapter 59: Not satisfied yet)

Xiao Min's hands slid down from Ling Baobao's collarbones. Soft hands slid across his skin, sending shivers down Ling Baobao's spine. The touch of those hands felt like being soaked in cool water, seeping directly into his bones. Ling Baobao's desire ignited like dry straw, the fire instantly spreading to his head and toes. His lower body, like a crane slowly rising, began to rise.

Xiao Min stood before Ling Baobao, gazing at him seductively, her fiery eyes like two sources of flame, threatening to set him ablaze. Standing before Ling Baobao, Xiao Min lifted her nightgown, swaying her hips, twisting her buttocks, and shaking her ample breasts. Her movements were initially stiff, but as the dress fell and her shorts were pulled down, everything became so natural and practiced. Her snow-white skin seemed to glow, illuminating the entire room. A pair of enormous breasts were displayed nakedly before Ling Baobao, their two pink, protruding nipples standing erect, seemingly flaunting something, yet emitting an alluring ambiguity. Her rounded buttocks were so sexy and voluptuous, making one yearn to climb up and lick her smooth, supple skin.

Ling Baobao carefully observed this body radiating an alluring glow under the light, never expecting Xiao Min's body to be so captivating. The beautiful, seductive body excited Ling Baobao, making her blood boil. Xiao Min's skin flushed with a hint of shyness. Her rounded buttocks and tightly clenched cleft undoubtedly proclaimed to Ling Baobao that temptation was both mysterious and real. Even more alluring were the slender shoulders and the back of her slender back, where those enormous breasts were faintly visible with every movement. Ling Baobao couldn't help but reach out and repeatedly touch Xiao Min's voluptuous buttocks. He pulled Xiaomin into his arms, his hands moving up and down, caressing her as he said to Xiaoqian, "Xiaomin, will you feed me pig's head meat with your mouth?"

"I think your lips are definitely tastier than pig's head meat!"

Relaxed and excited, Ling Baobao began flirting.

Xiaomin smiled sweetly, deliberately pouting her sexy lips high. She picked up a piece of pig's head meat, took a bite, and slowly moved closer to Ling Baobao, positioning her small mouth against his smoky, smelly mouth. She parted her red lips slightly, taking his thick lips into her mouth, and slowly pushed the pig's head meat inside with her tongue, completely offering herself up.

Ling Baobao hugged Xiaomin tightly, one hand freely caressing between her legs, his fingers roaming there, rubbing wantonly, boldly moving in and out as if exploring a secret. His other hand also went around Xiaomin's back, slipping under her armpit, and caressing her large breasts.

After watching numerous erotic videos, Ling Baobao was extremely confident in his skills. Therefore, when he applied these skills to Xiaomin, his adept touch quickly drove her to lose her senses. She felt as if she were masturbating; his fingers skillfully manipulated her genitals, and she felt like a pipa in his arms, being played with the music of desire.

Xiaomin's genitals became even wetter, and a faint itch gathered, while the emptiness in her vagina assaulted her senses. She felt increasingly absorbed in each kiss, and she increasingly enjoyed the feeling of Ling Baobao sucking on her tongue while his large tongue rolled against hers. His tongue never stopped, even when they parted, it would always tease her ears. Xiaomin's increasingly wanton behavior aroused Ling Baobao, making him feel intensely lustful and uncomfortable. He never expected Xiaomin's body to be so sensitive, reacting so strongly to a man's touch. Ling Baobao looked at Xiaomin, his genitals fully exposed!

Xiaomin was now sitting on a table opposite the bed, her legs spread wide, her wanton private parts completely exposed to Ling Baobao. She supported her naked body with her hands.

Ling Baobao's eyes were fixed on this breathtakingly beautiful body. Between her parted legs lay a hidden forest, like a waterfall, a deep-sea secret realm. The surrounding wild grass bloomed like alluring flowers, the waterfall slightly opening and closing, the pink world shimmering with a lovely glow. Everything within was so captivating, alluring, and seductive, drawing Ling Baobao in like a powerful magnetic field to explore it alone. The scent emanating from there flowed through the silent air, a pungent, fishy aroma that complemented the stillness, stirring Ling Baobao's heart to a fever pitch.

Ling Baobao had a mischievous idea. She picked up the straight bamboo chopsticks on the table and gently poked the pearl-like, gleaming flesh at the top of the mysterious forest. "Ah!"

Xiao Min trembled and let out a soft cry.

"How was it? Exciting, wasn't it?" Ling Baobao chuckled, pleased with her invention.

"Don't touch there!"

Xiao Min seemed breathless, whimpering softly.

"What's 'there'?"

Ling Baobao asked, feigning surprise.

"That's where you touched it with the chopsticks."

Xiao Min was silent now.

"Oh, is it here?"

Ling Baobao suddenly poked it again with the chopsticks.

"Ah, please don't touch me there! I can't take it!"

Xiao Min felt an electric shock, a sensation like lightning starting from her genitals, running through her body, and exploding in her mind.

"Hehe, according to the videos I've seen, this is the easiest place for a woman to feel pleasure, even those with low libido will react. Do you know what this is called?" "

Ling Baobao asked while gently poking at the pink pearl with her chopsticks this time."

With her private parts being played with by chopsticks, especially her most sensitive spot, Xiaomin felt both humiliated and aroused. She was humiliated because she hadn't expected this little brat to be so imaginative, using chopsticks as a weapon; Ling Baobao was someone she both loved and hated. The arousal came from the fact that she hadn't felt this strange, pleasurable sensation in a long time. Under the teasing of the cool chopsticks, Xiaomin's desire was burning. Whether it was the desire for orgasm that overwhelmed her reason, or Ling Baobao's ambivalent feelings, she whispered, "Clivia."

"Haha!"

Ling Baobao felt he had completely conquered this woman, this woman much older than him, his eyes filled with the joy of a victor, forgetting all the unhappiness of the day.

"It feels very itchy and comfortable here, doesn't it? Do you want me to massage it for you?"

Looking at Xiaoqian's dazed eyes, Ling Baobao felt incredibly wanton and wicked.

Xiaomin's toes curled powerfully, her legs tense and stiffly spread apart, her hands gripping the edge of the table tightly. Her body trembled, her breasts heaved, her nipples engorged, and the areolas swelled. Intense pleasure washed over her nerves like a tidal wave, the emptiness and itching of her vagina pushing her to the brink of collapse. Xiaomin,

clenching her teeth, shook her head, clearly unable to bear the itching in her lower body. Her secret forest began to moisten, gradually flowing with white fluid, and at this moment, Xiaomin's breathing became heavy.

Just as she was about to enjoy the beauty of orgasm after enduring so much pain and torment, Ling Baobao suddenly stopped moving her chopsticks. Suddenly deprived of stimulation, Xiaomin felt as if she had fallen into an endless abyss, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Ling Baobao could no longer control his desires. He buried his head between Xiaomin's legs, his large, agile tongue licking her intimate area with abandon. Like a snake flicking its tongue, he licked up and down, thrusting in as he passed her entrance. Under such stimulation, how could Xiaomin resist the intense pleasure? She half-closed her eyes in pleasure, her gaze alluring, moaning with ecstasy, her body writhing seductively, her enormous breasts undulating like waves, her wanton forest overflowing with desire. The walls of her cave were unbearably itchy, the emptiness of the water curtain cave unbearable. A woman who had always been dignified, under Ling Baobao's teasing, finally abandoned her last shred of restraint, shaking her head wildly. Ling Baobao stopped licking, but he didn't give up teasing Xiao Min's "water curtain cave." His thick lips pressed tightly against her "water curtain cave," and his encircling tongue forcefully entered and exited the cave, like a probe thrusting in and out of the opening. His hands roamed over Xiao Qian's body.

The empty opening was filled with his large tongue. Although it wasn't as firm as a man's penis, as hot as it was, or as thick as it was, it was so flexible and elastic. Every cell in her body became active, and every nerve in her body tensed.

She couldn't believe that she had reached orgasm so easily. In front of a little brat whom she somewhat looked down upon but also somewhat liked, she had uncontrollably reached orgasm with just a little teasing from him. Was she really a born slut? Any man could easily bring her to orgasm, but just as she reached her climax, Ling Baobao's mouth left her wetness. His tongue slid from her opening over her clitoris, climbed up her high forest, and continued upwards, leaving a wet trail on her flat lower abdomen. It passed through her deep cleavage, from her neck to her jaw, and kissed her fragrant lips. She obediently opened her lips, and their tongues intertwined. His

mouth, filled with the smell of smoke and masculinity, also carried a strong scent of vaginal fluid—a familiar and beloved smell. After each masturbation, she always liked to suck on her fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid.

Xiaomin hooked her arms around Ling Baobao's head and neck, her delicate body pressed tightly against his, her breasts rubbing against his exposed chest muscles from his open shirt. She kissed Ling Baobao frantically, yearning for his hands to caress every inch of her skin. Her buttocks, sitting on the table, could clearly feel the slippery moisture beneath.

Ling Baobao's hand slid across her bare back, one hand once again caressing the mysterious cave in her beloved forest. This time was different from last time; last time it was external caressing, this time it penetrated deeply into her body, and not just one finger, but two.

The insertion wasn't deep, only a knuckle, there it wasn't thrusting or digging, just rotating. The large knuckle scraped against the edge of the cave wall, sometimes suddenly probing hard to the very bottom.

Ling Baobao's unique technique stimulated her sensitive area like never before. She kissed Ling Baobao back, the entrance to her cave spasming uncontrollably. Her already sensitive body couldn't withstand such play; the lustful fluids in her forest had already burst forth like a flood, the tingling sensation spreading throughout her body once more.

Watching Xiaomin's infatuated expression and seductive actions, Ling Baobao withdrew a finger and pressed his bent middle finger against the top of her vaginal opening. It was no longer smooth; the once-smooth vaginal walls were now covered in small bumps. He rubbed his finger there, not gently, but forcefully.

The intense stimulation brought Xiaomin not pain, but extreme pleasure. This pleasure was different from the satisfying feeling of penetration; it was a peculiar sensation of itchiness and comfort mixed together. Then, Ling Baobao's lips left hers. She tilted her head back, twisted her hips, and let out wanton moans. Orgasm! She

finally experienced the pleasure of orgasm. Her first orgasm of the day was reached effortlessly under Ling Baobao's fingers, feeling so sweet. Ling Baobao didn't stop just because she had reached orgasm. He continued to tease her, wanting Xiaomin to remain at the peak of her climax, so that she would be even less able to control her lust. Humans are instinctive to enjoy pleasure. Once she experiences endless pleasure in something, she becomes unable to break free and eventually becomes addicted.

She felt almost floating on clouds. This prolonged orgasm was something Xiaomin had never experienced before. His fingers were so understanding, even more dexterous than her own hands. Usually, she would stop masturbating after reaching orgasm, but she never imagined that lingering at the orgasm would bring such pleasure.

Ling Baobao unzipped his pants, and with the help of his legs, they fell to his ankles. His erect penis was hard and erect, not huge, but definitely hard enough.

He skillfully withdrew his hand, and the instant he did, his penis plunged into the depths of her juicy forest without hesitation, completely penetrating her, like entering a furnace, almost melting her.

Ling Baobao's hands gripped Xiaomin's lower back, and Xiaomin's legs hooked around his lower back, her entire body almost suspended in mid-air on Ling Baobao's body. Ling Baobao's hand moved down from Xiaomin's lower back, supporting her buttocks. He thrust his hips forcefully, and Xiaomin writhed wildly. Both of them forgot their roles, engaging in passionate, frenzied lovemaking.

Ling Baobao carried Xiaomin as he walked, continuing his thrusts, and slowly placed her on the bed. The bed was always the perfect place for lovemaking. Xiaoqian lay flat on the bed, her legs propped up on Ling Baobao's shoulders. Ling Baobao knelt between her legs, thrusting vigorously and rapidly. His free hands then reached around her legs, his palms pressing against Xiaoqian's smooth, large breasts, kneading them forcefully. Without the tension of being suspended in mid-air, Xiaomin fully enjoyed the pleasure of lovemaking on the bed. She writhed her hips, gripping the sheets tightly, her eyes glazed, her breath coming in gasps, emitting wondrous moans. After a series of powerful thrusts, Xiaomin reached the peak of orgasm once more. Ling Baobao lay on top of Xiaomin, slowly moving his hips, kissing her cheek. Although not as intense as before, after the passion, after the struggle on the crest of the wave, both of them needed this tenderness, this gentle twisting of their bodies, rubbing against each other. Xiaomin's body, unable to resist, began to urge again, her hands tightening around Ling Baobao once more. Xiong Aimin, completely immersed in the world of lust, could only find relief for his wounded soul through this lewd stimulation.

In both reality and fantasy, Xiaomin saw Ling Baobao as a man who truly belonged to her, a man who could cherish her every day, a man who could easily carry her to bed. But when Ling Baobao let out a long howl, her dazed gaze returned to reality, only to see a youthful face brimming with vitality. Although a stubble of black hair sprouted at the corner of his mouth, his youthful expression clearly told her that no matter how much pleasure he could give her in bed, he was still just a little kid, an immature flower bud. As Ling Baobao collapsed, he heard Xiaomin's long sigh. He couldn't understand why Xiaomin was still unsatisfied; he had actually tried his best.

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