[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 1-3

【Synopsis】This book tells the story of a diligent middle school principal who cares about teachers, loves students, actively socializes, and recruits talents. He is favored by teachers, students and friends, especially women who throw themselves at him...

Volume 1: First Encounter with Maple Leaves

Chapter 1: Was it wrong? Was it not wrong? (1)

Principal Li, whose head was a little heavy and whose body was a little tired, shook his head to clear his mind. He took out a cigarette and lit it. He began to think about how this happened.

He was able to lie on the bed in this hotel because he and his school's girls' basketball coach led the team to participate in the biennial Jiangzhong City Middle School Basketball Tournament.

In the six-day competition, his school's girls' team won the championship of this year's girls' basketball tournament. After the awards ceremony, there was a celebration hosted by the Municipal Education Commission. At the celebration, as the biggest dark horse of this competition, the team leader and principal of No. 33 Middle School, a team that had never placed in the top sixteen before, he and his female basketball coach were repeatedly forced to drink nearly two kilograms of various kinds of alcohol by the principals and coaches of other middle schools.

Just after coming down from the celebration, he and the female team coach were surrounded by the extremely excited girls of the girls' team. Looking at their faces flushed with excitement, and at their worn-out team uniforms of various colors, Principal Li couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

A month earlier last year, Li Feng was recalled from the city's adult enrollment office to the Municipal Education Bureau, and with a formal appointment, he became the principal of No. 33 Middle School.

Speaking of No. 33 Middle School in Jiangzhong City, one must mention Jiangzhong City itself. Jiangzhong City is located inland and has a population of over nine million. The Qingjiang River, a vital waterway, flows through the city from east to west. The urban area on the south bank of the Qingjiang River accounts for two-thirds of the entire Jiangzhong City. The north bank, backed by mountains and historically altered by the Qingjiang River's course, has only a quarter of Jiangzhong City's population and a third of its area. Jiangzhong No. 33 Middle School is located at the northernmost tip of Jiangzhong City. After a major course change of the Qingjiang River in the early 20th century, a dry riverbed parallel to the Qingjiang River was left between this area and the northern part of Jiangzhong City. This dry riverbed further divides the northern urban area into two parts. Thus, along with some of Jiangzhong City's heavy industrial enterprises, No. 33 Middle School is somewhat isolated within the city, separated by this dry riverbed.

Despite its distance from the city center, No. 33 Middle School achieved great success in the mid-1990s. At that time, No. 33 Middle School was under the jurisdiction of the Beicheng District Education Bureau. However, since its enrollment mainly targeted the children of employees and their families in large and medium-sized enterprises in the area, it was essentially a primary school for the children of these enterprises.

With the strong support of these financially powerful companies, No. 33 Middle School became a dominant force in the region, boasting an extremely high college entrance examination pass rate, a strong teaching staff, and advanced campus facilities.

Fast forward to 2000, and Jiangzhong Aluminum Group, the largest state-owned heavy industrial enterprise in Jiangzhong City, was operating at a state of partial or complete shutdown due to resource depletion and intensified market competition. With the decline of this company that had provided the most support to No. 33 Middle School, its glory days faded.

This situation was mainly due to two reasons: firstly, while No. 33 Middle School was indeed originally a primary school for the children of enterprise employees, although it was later brought under the jurisdiction of the Beicheng District Education Bureau, the bureau never interfered with the school's personnel or finances. Secondly, the school's facilities were too advanced, making management a huge expense. It should be said that the Beicheng District Education Bureau wanted to take over, but it was too heavy a burden for them to bear.

Everyone wants the good stuff, but no one wants to get their hands on something that looks rotten or broken. So, after three years of buck-passing and shirking responsibility, with the coordination of the Municipal Education Commission, Li Feng, who had previously served as the principal of the Beicheng District Military Region Primary School, became the principal of No. 33 Middle School after seven years as the director of the Adult Enrollment Office.

No. 33 Middle School is a full-time secondary school with both junior and senior high school levels. Even at its peak, each grade had only four classes, and the largest class had only forty-eight students; the total number of students in the entire school never exceeded 1,090.

This school boasts a four-story teaching building with each classroom measuring eighty square meters, a three-story office building covering 1,000 square meters, a 400-meter standard running track, and a modern gymnasium combining basketball, volleyball, and badminton courts, with two large multimedia classrooms attached to it.

The school has canteens for faculty and students, dormitories for faculty and students, and a distinctive feature is its greenery, with tall maple trees surrounding the campus and interspersed among the buildings.

The Beicheng District Education Bureau sent five principals to No. 33 Middle School over three years. The longest tenure for any of these principals was a semester, and the shortest was a month and a half. Such frequent principal changes stemmed from one reason—lack of funds.

Leaving aside how the previous five principals struggled to manage the school, when Principal Li Feng arrived, the school had already been without water and electricity for a week.

After a brief meeting with all the faculty and staff, Principal Li's first task was to resolve the school's water and electricity issues.

The reason for the outages was straightforward: to pay the outstanding water and electricity bills from the past few years, and the power would be restored immediately. So, including the outstanding water and electricity bills, how much money did the school actually owe external parties? Seeing the financial statements, Principal Li was overwhelmed. The statements revealed that the school's accumulated debt was nearly 30 million yuan, while the Municipal Education Commission and the Beicheng District Education Bureau had only allocated 700,000 yuan! What to do? Principal Li racked his brains for a day, unable to come up with a solution.

The school's water and electricity absolutely had to be restored, but the accumulated back pay for all faculty and staff, amounting to two and a half years, also had to be paid. He hadn't even had a chance to settle into his seat before he was already scrambling to find a solution. These

difficult days had been inevitable since Principal Li took office, and they hadn't improved much even with the start of the citywide middle school basketball tournament.

Other schools, on the other hand, were wearing uniform team uniforms, eating the best food, and being transported by special cars. However, the team uniforms cobbled together by the students of No. 33 Middle School were bought by the students themselves, and each student only had two pairs of competition shoes provided by the school. Principal Li bought them out of his own pocket after seeing them being sold off at a street stall. The food and accommodation were poor, but the only consolation was the high morale and strong drive of the school's players. This turned the initial expectation of reaching the top eight into the ultimate championship.

This achievement was due to the efforts of the school's players and the efforts of the coach, but the person who contributed the most was probably the coach of the school's women's basketball team, who was now sharing a bed with him.

Xie Xin was selected for the national youth team at the age of eighteen, playing the position of assist guard. Just after joining the national youth team's main lineup, a severe tear of her meniscus ligament during training completely ended her athletic career.

After leaving the national youth team, Xie Xin went to a sports academy. After graduating from university, she had many better job opportunities, but instead, she chose an unfamiliar city and became a physical education teacher at a middle school, where she stayed for four years.

This was a responsible and strong-willed woman, but now she was sleeping in the same bed with him, and in his somewhat hazy memory, they had done everything a man and woman should do in bed. This situation was far more serious than when he was the principal being chased by debt collectors.

To be honest, at forty-nine years old, he was practically single, but thinking about the little vixen in his house and then looking at the female PE teacher lying next to him, Principal Li felt truly at a loss.

Whatever happens, happens! Thinking too much is useless. Principal Li, having made up his mind, stubbed out the third cigarette he had lit, and shrank into the quilt. The female PE teacher's fit body pressed tightly against Principal Li's body.

Chapter 1: Was it wrong? Was it not wrong? (2)

As soon as she shrank into the quilt, the still sleeping woman, like a beautiful and sensitive sea anemone in the sea, sensed the man and subconsciously, her warm body had already squeezed into the man's arms.

The woman's head nestled in the man's arms, finding a comfortable place to rest, and one of her arms wrapped around the man's chest and abdomen as her head moved. After her jade legs were wrapped around the man's legs, the little woman was still fast asleep.

Looking at the little woman sleeping soundly in his arms like a cat, Principal Li Feng unexpectedly thought of the little vixen in his own home.

Li Feng, who is forty-eight years old this year, has had two not-so-long marriages. His first marriage stemmed from a woman he met when he was sixteen, named Jiang Weihong, who was four years older than him.

At that time, a ten-year political movement sweeping across the country was nearing its end. Li Feng, a sent-down youth, received his notice to return to the city that very night, and Weihong, the eldest daughter of his landlady whom he had lived with for two years, pushed him down on the earthen bed.

A woman who dared to love and hate entered the heart of the eighteen-year-old Li Feng in such a forceful way, and Li Feng carried this woman in his heart until his family's labels as landlords, rich peasants, anti-rightists, and dissidents were removed, and they were given some preferential treatment when policies were reinstated. Li Feng immediately thought of Weihong, whom he had held dear.

So, with a job offer in hand, Li Feng returned to the village he had left three years prior that very night. This time, however, Li Feng brought back not only Weihong, but also his two-year-old son.

Wei Hong was a barefoot doctor in the village. Li Feng brought her to the city, where she studied at a health school for six months before going to the town hospital in Jiangzhong North Town (at that time, Jiangzhong North Town was still a town under the jurisdiction of Jiangzhong City; it was only officially incorporated into Jiangzhong City in 1994). In her second year working at the North Town Hospital, during a surgery while on a rural outreach trip, Wei Hong cut one of her fingers with a scalpel.

A small wound led to a widespread infection. When Li Feng rushed to the North Town Hospital and saw his wife, who had just been brought back from the countryside by ambulance, she only asked him to take care of their child before closing her eyes forever. When their

son was ten years old, Li Feng met Su Ya Rong, a graduate of medical school. Soon, this woman, then the chief physician at the North Town Hospital, became Li Feng's second wife.

Three years later, they had a daughter. Another three years later, Ya Rong, having completed her part-time postgraduate studies, was admitted to a master's program. At the end of that year, as part of an academic exchange program between her college and other countries, Ya Rong was sent to the United States for further studies.

Just after New Year's Day in her third year in the United States, Ya Rong was approached by a lawyer from Philadelphia. He was there on Ya Rong's behalf to handle their divorce proceedings, as Ya Rong had decided to settle in the US.

Painfully yet calmly, Li Feng completed the divorce proceedings with Ya Rong. With his son, now in high school, and his daughter, who was starting to sing and dance, Li Feng lived a simple life.

A few years later, Li Feng's son graduated from university, then went on to graduate school, and finally earned a master's degree. In

his second year of master's studies, his son brought home a daughter-in-law. It was agreed that after completing his master's, his son would return to Jiangzhong City to work, so his wife, Tao Feier, a graduate of Peking University's journalism department, went to work at the Jiangzhong Daily in the northern district of Jiangzhong City and lived in Li Feng's current home.

After completing his master's, amidst the many expectations of his family, his son, without informing anyone, went on to pursue a doctorate at a national university in Tokyo, Japan, an island nation separated from our country by the sea.

As a father, Li Feng not only couldn't stop his son from pursuing a doctorate, but also had to wholeheartedly support him. The fact that his son hadn't even consulted his own wife about his decision left Li Feng, as a father, with a small but persistent worry. Why choose to study in Japan of all places? This added another layer of unease to Li Feng's mind.

Since he couldn't even see his son, Li Feng couldn't seem to resolve his inner turmoil anytime soon.

His daughter-in-law, Fei'er, was very well-mannered and didn't show it much in front of him, but Li Feng could clearly sense the tension in her heart.

He felt it was his duty as a father to do something for his son, which meant taking good care of his beautiful wife, whom his son had left behind without a word.

Having grown up with his grandfather, Li Feng's years of experience had honed his skills not only in housework but also in cooking. His work at the adult education office was only busy for a few days a year, giving him ample time to care for his family.

When Fei'er first moved into the house, she wanted to show off a little, but after tentatively reaching out a couple of times, she quickly withdrew her hands. Why? Because her seemingly young father-in-law was too good at these things! As a woman, she felt embarrassed to even lift a finger when compared to him in all household chores.

Food is an important part of a home. Even ordinary home-cooked meals are delicious and nutritionally balanced. Not only is it satisfying, but it also eliminates the worry of weight gain, a woman's biggest concern. Fei'er had only been in the house for two months, and she had already completely accepted all of her young father-in-law's arrangements in this area. As

for living quarters, her father-in-law never went into Fei'er's room when she wasn't home. Every time he cleaned or tidied the room, it was only after she had asked for his permission. Fei'er's job at the newspaper often kept her away from home, but when she returned a few days later, her room was dusty. So, Fei'er tactfully told her very respectful father-in-law that the room still needed to be cleaned, even when she wasn't home, and that it shouldn't be done only when she was there.

Actually, Fei'er really wanted to clean and tidy her own room, but her father-in-law insisted on doing it, saying her work was tiring. Fei'er couldn't argue with her energetic father-in-law, so she had to let him do it.

For the first six months, Fei'er bought and washed her own clothes. However, her work was very busy, and sometimes she didn't have time for this.

Several pieces of clothing that weren't hers appeared in her room, the colors and styles very much to her liking. She tried them on and found they fit perfectly, just like when she had tried them on before. She thanked her father-in-law and went out wearing them.

A few times, she forgot to wash the clothes she had taken off and forgot to put them in her closet. When she returned, she found them washed, ironed, and neatly hung in her closet. Once she neglected something, she neglected it again. In the days that followed, Fei'er seemed to only be able to take care of her own underwear; she completely neglected all her other clothes.

Fei'er became increasingly diligent at her newspaper job and spent more and more time at home. However, she did less and less at home, mostly eating, sleeping, surfing the internet, enjoying tea or coffee, and watching TV. Her

young father-in-law was knowledgeable and insightful, and his profound literary background led Fei'er to share some work-related matters with him. As her daughter-in-law, the father-in-law naturally wanted to discuss things with her wholeheartedly. However, since it was a discussion, even though the father-in-law looked young, he and his daughter-in-law were from two different generations. Thus, discussions about differing views between the two generations became lively.

Therefore, sometimes after dinner, the father-in-law and daughter-in-law would hold a stack of typed manuscripts, starting calmly, then rising in voices, and finally approaching a heated debate.

People born in the 1960s have certain ideas that they insist on and are stubborn about. These insistences and stubbornness are very interesting to people born in the 1980s. Moreover, when she sees her father-in-law getting excited when he touches on these things, even this peaceful man gets excited. Fei'er is very proud.

So, Fei'er will make trouble for her father-in-law whenever she has nothing to do, and she seems to enjoy it and it is getting more and more intense.

Chapter 1: Is it wrong? Is it not wrong? (3)

The peaceful family life could have continued, but in the third year after the daughter-in-law moved into the house, Li Feng accidentally opened an email from a Japanese national university in his computer's mailbox.

The email address was registered by the daughter-in-law, and she was used to discussing the manuscripts she had interviewed with her father-in-law. So, in order to keep in touch with her father-in-law when she went out to interview, she told her father-in-law the email password, and they discussed the contents of the manuscripts by email.

Fei'er originally had her own laptop, but when she came home, she always liked to fight with her father-in-law for the desktop computer. As a result, her father-in-law, a complete computer novice, would get pointers from her while she used the computer. And then there was the part where, during a crucial moment in a chess game, her father-in-law was in a winning position, and suddenly she snatched the computer away from him. Seeing his anxious, frustrated, and helpless expression made Fei'er incredibly happy!

The computer's email address was known only to Li Feng and his son Li Hongmian (whose biological mother is named Wei Hong, and whose birthplace is Liumian Township, hence the name Hongmian). However, the son and his wife rarely used this email address; they mostly communicated using Fei'er's laptop.

These past few days, Fei'er had gone out for interviews, but she hadn't taken her laptop with her, so this email was sent to this address.

It was a lawyer's letter signed by her son, Li Hongmian, and its only content was a divorce agreement. This letter left Li Feng sitting blankly in front of the computer for a long time. He simply couldn't understand why.

If the divorce boom during the 1980s' emigration craze was a desperate choice forced upon people by the seemingly endless wait for visas, then this was the 21st century, everything had changed dramatically. How could his independent, obedient, and deeply affectionate son still make such a choice? The father was heartbroken, bewildered, disappointed, and utterly helpless!

A somewhat haggard Fei'er returned home. She hadn't left the house for days. She didn't try to take the computer from her father-in-law, nor did she try to amuse him. He simply called her repeatedly after preparing the most delicious meals, and she would hurriedly eat a few bites before silently returning to her room.

Li Feng knew what was wrong with his lively and cheerful daughter-in-law, but as her father, he didn't know how to comfort her after what his son had done. All he could do now was to take good care of her for a while longer before she left the house. For the sake of his son, whom he couldn't understand why he had betrayed him, and out of his own guilt, he had to take care of the heartbroken Fei'er.

A few days later, Fei'er, still looking haggard, went to work, but from that day on, she rarely came home. This continued for about two months. One afternoon, Fei'er returned home and began packing her things in her room. Li Feng, unsure of what to say or do, silently slipped out.

In a phone booth, Li Feng stubbornly kept inserting coins into the slot, dialing the number that had been the last number he'd ever dialed since seeing that email, only to be followed by a string of gibberish and a busy signal. This was the contact information his son had left behind, now completely useless.

The son knew his father well; he knew his father's persistence and his pain, so after making that choice, he also chose to completely avoid his father. As

darkness fell, the father, who had decided to apply for a passport the next day and go to that country he so vehemently hated to find his son and get some answers, dragged his weary legs home.

Fei'er, having packed her things, was ready to leave immediately. She had prepared a table full of food and waited silently at home. As darkness fell, Fei'er, without turning on the lights, got up and lit candles. The person she was waiting for returned.

A farewell, a parting. Under the same eaves where they had lived together for three years, in the flickering candlelight, Li Feng raised his glass, and Fei'er raised hers as well. They exchanged a silent toast,

each downing their glass in one gulp. The bottle of red wine they started with was emptied after three large gulps each. They then took out two bottles of white wine from the cupboard, which they had prepared for entertaining guests, and poured them into glasses as well.

The sky grew deep and dark. The lights outside the window and the twinkling stars in the sky seemed to twinkle and then swirl. In the candlelight, Fei'er's rosy cheeks appeared to double. Li Feng knew he couldn't drink anymore.

Actually, he couldn't drink anymore, because the two bottles of baijiu he'd finished were the only two bottles of liquor in Li Feng's cupboard.

"Fei'er, you...you sit...sit down first, I...I'll go...go...to...get...your...your...luggage. I...see...you off."

It was quite an achievement that Li Feng hadn't collapsed after drinking so much for the first time in his life. Slurring his words, he staggered towards Fei'er's room where she had her luggage to retrieve it.

He dragged Fei'er's luggage out of the room, and Fei'er, also somewhat unsteady on her feet, somehow produced another bottle of green liquor.

Fei'er insisted on finishing the liquor she'd brought before leaving, and Li Feng, unable to dissuade her, had no choice but to sit down and continue drinking with her.

His vision was blurry, with two shadows visible, and his numb, stiff tongue couldn't taste anything. Li Feng and Fei'er poured the liquor into their mouths, sometimes spilling it, sometimes guzzling it down their throats.

Li Feng had no recollection of whether he had finished the green wine or not. When he woke up the next morning with a heavy head, he almost fainted.

Fei'er was sleeping soundly, holding him.

Having been married twice, Li Feng knew instinctively that he and Fei'er had done everything they should and shouldn't have done.

He carefully pulled his still-erect penis out of Fei'er's tightly wrapped area, and slowly unwrapped her hands from around his neck. As he got up and dressed, Li Feng slapped himself hard.

Standing by the bed, looking at the still-sleeping Fei'er, Li Feng felt an overwhelming urge to die! After thinking for a moment, he made a decision and abruptly turned to leave.

"Dad—"

Fei'er's voice behind him made Li Feng stop in his tracks at the bedroom door. Then, Fei'er, naked, rushed up from behind him and hugged him tightly.

"Fei...Fei'er, it's...it's Dad...Dad...Dad...I'm...not..."

Before Li Feng could finish his sentence, Fei'er had already turned his back to her and looked him in the eyes. Fei'er said very seriously, "Dad, sit down first! Don't say anything yet, just listen to me."

She pulled Li Feng to the bedside and pressed him down to sit. Looking at him with his eyes downcast, Fei'er said, "Your son and I have been going through divorce proceedings for three months."

"I...I know, I...we...the Li...Li family...we...we're...we're...sorry to you."

Li Feng uttered each word with difficulty.

"Sorry? What did you do wrong to me?"

"No...no...I'm...I'm...sorry."

"Saying sorry means your son's divorce from me is his fault?"

"Yes...it's...he...was wrong."

"It was his fault! Dad! Tell me, what's wrong with me that made your son not want me?"

"You...you're good, it's...it's Xiaomian he..."

"I'm good? Then your son is a bastard! Tell me! Am I not pretty?"

"Pretty..."

"Am I not virtuous?"

"Virtuous..."

"I'm both pretty and virtuous, so why doesn't your son want me? Huh!"

"It's him...he..."

"He! What 'he'! Don't talk to me about that bastard! I'm asking you, your son did such a heartless thing, what do you say we should do?"

"Make...make up for it...you...you say...how...everything..."

"I can say anything? Okay, then I'll say it! Tell me, your son doesn't want me because he's blind?"

"Yes..."

"So you'll do whatever I say?"

"Yes!"

"Then do you want me—"

"Yes! Ah~no...Fei...Fei'er...I...I...I...I said..."

"What is it? Did you say you wanted me and then go back on your word? You bastard! You bullied me! You messed with me! You said you wanted me and then you don't want me anymore! You're just like your heartless son! You have no conscience! You bastard! Waaah... I'll beat you to death! Beat you to death! Waaah..."

"Fei'er, Fei... Fei'er, Dad... Dad... no... yes, Dad... Dad said... said..."

"What did you say? Waaah... you bastard! Waaah... even you... waaah... you... also... don't want... me! I... I... waaah..."

"Fei'er, Fei'er, don't cry. Dad... Daddy... didn't... didn't say he didn't want you, Daddy said..."

"Dad! You just said you wanted me?"

"Yes, Daddy said..."

"What it is doesn't matter, what matters is that Daddy just said you wanted me! Daddy, you said your son wronged me and you wanted to make it up to me, so now that you want me, shouldn't you listen to me?"

"Yes, Daddy will... listen to you, whatever you say, Daddy will..."

"Listen to everything?"

"Yes..."

"Okay! You can't go back on your word after I said I'd listen to you! Come on! Start listening to me! Come on! Look at me!" "

I'm looking..."

"Don't just look! Kiss me!"

"No... Ah... Fei'er

..." "Why so much nonsense!

Kiss me!" "All you know is kissing? Touch me!"

"Why do you always touch the same place? Can't you change places..."

Chapter 1: Is it wrong? Not wrong (4)

After looking, the white expanse in front of me was so real and dazzling, and on the white expanse, two red pebbles bobbed up and down, making my heart flutter. But I still looked and didn't dare to really look, because my face was firmly fixed by Fei'er's little hands, and I couldn't help but look.

After kissing, my clumsy, thick lips struggled to reach Fei'er's little face, and Fei'er hugged Li Feng's neck and gave him a loud kiss on his thick lips. Not only that, her smooth and nimble little tongue forcefully pried open Li Feng's two rows of teeth and kept darting around in his big mouth.

He touched her, his hand, which was wrapped around Fei'er's smooth back, moving mechanically within an inch of her body, unable to bend. Fei'er, growing impatient, spread her arms wide, employing the ultimate technique of the "Golden Thread Wrapping Wrist" grappling move, enveloping the old man's large hand and touching every part of her body she could reach.

Li Feng was pinned down on the bed by Fei'er, and then her clothes, which he had just put on, were completely stripped off. The equally naked Principal Li, the large, unruly man who had already rebelled when Fei'er kissed and touched him, was enveloped by a warm, moist body as he shivered.

Finally, after kissing Principal Li enough, Fei'er straightened up, adjusted her posture a few times, and then, like a small boat bobbing on the waves, hummed a song... Some people say that this place is a long string of small squares...

"Dad, I'm tired."

"Then Fei'er should rest for a while."

"Dad, I want to sleep a little longer."

"Okay, Fei'er, you sleep."

"Dad, you can't leave while I'm sleeping!"

"Okay, Dad won't leave."

"Dad, hold me."

"Okay, Dad..."

At noon, Fei'er, who was hungry, finally stopped clinging to him. After getting dressed and washing up, Principal Li went into the kitchen to make soup and stew fish, and while there was an empty space, he also took the opportunity to tidy up the messy dining table from the previous night.

The bottle was a Kouzijiao liquor bottle, but the liquor at the bottom of one bottle was green. When he smelled it, the strong aroma of liquor mixed with a familiar medicinal scent. Instantly, Principal Li understood where Fei'er had gotten the liquor from the previous night.

This wine, a vibrant emerald green, was something Principal Li had been sipping daily from the tip of his chopsticks since he was eight. He drank it once a day at fourteen, half a qian (a unit of weight, approximately 3 grams). After eighteen, he drank a full qian at noon every day, a amount he continues to this day.

His grandfather said the wine was nourishing and health-promoting but shouldn't be consumed in excess. He also said that once Li Feng had eight sons,

he could drink three qian at a time. In 1994, his 101-year-old grandfather passed away. He didn't tell his grandson what kind of wine it was. Knowing he would never have eight sons, Li Feng continues to drink his grandfather's concoction daily, a qian he's been drinking for forty years now. Once he exceeds eight liang (a unit of weight, approximately 400 grams), his legs will surely become weak.

There are still about two large vats of his grandfather's concoction in the cellar, enough for Principal Li to drink until he's a hundred. Fei'er is unaware of this cellar storage; the wine she brought was from a small jar that Principal Li had stored for convenience.

If Principal Li remembered correctly, there was no more than half a jin of wine left in the small jar. Although he had drunk a bit too much at the beginning yesterday, plus the less than half a jin of wine Fei'er brought, even if they had all been drunk, it would only have been an extra two liang of wine per person on average. But it was this extra two liang of wine that caused him, in his forgetfulness, to create such a huge mess!

This wine left by Grandpa! Before Principal Li could finish his post-event remarks, Fei'er was already complaining of hunger in the bedroom. After hurriedly clearing the table, Principal Li quickly went into the kitchen.

From that day on, Fei'er not only didn't leave, but she also insisted on sharing a bed with Principal Li.

Fei'er was a member of the new generation of the 1980s. In their era, even the most chaste girls were not prevented from watching those films that were inappropriate for those under eighteen to learn from.

Fei'er was clearly a standout among those observing and learning, and she generously shared all her insights and experiences with Principal Li, who was sleeping in the same bed with her.

Like water dripping on a stone, through constant exposure and subtle influence, Principal Li, waking up one morning in the sunlight, suddenly discovered that there was something called "tasteful."

Last night, still a bit tipsy from the celebration, I returned to the women's team's accommodation. Fueled by the alcohol, and surrounded by the girls' excited shouts, I ended up staying at this hotel-restaurant hybrid with my team.

More celebratory drinks, but amidst their youthful radiance and the tears welling in their innocent, childlike eyes, I truly felt this was a genuine celebration!

The girls laughed, hugged me and their coach, and then cried. After hugging their coach, they hugged me, and then everyone hugged tightly together.

The girls played around, their antics turning to me and my coach. They made me hug them, they made me thank them by carrying them around the table…

The prelude to the commotion moved from the restaurant's private room back to the hotel room, and the symphony reached its climax. Did I kiss all the girls? Did all the girls kiss me? Were the girls pulling, dragging, and forcing me and my coach to kiss on the lips? Were we forced to drink the nuptial wine by the girls, who then pushed and shoved us into this room, shouting that we were being escorted to the bridal chamber?

Everything seemed unbelievably real, yet also as ethereal as a dream. But reality was real. My beautiful, fit coach, several centimeters taller than me, had suddenly shrunk down and nestled in my arms like a kitten. And my increasingly unruly, fidgety manhood, after the kitten-like woman snuggled into my embrace, was starting to stir again. Was this the aftereffect of the ever-growing pleasure?

Whether it was an aftereffect or a dream, the woman who had just been sleeping like a kitten in my arms was now awake.

Chapter One: Was it wrong? Or not? (5)

"Xin..."

Looking at Xie Xin, who had opened her eyes in his arms, Principal Li wanted to say something. Should he call her Xie Xin? The two of them were already like this. Should he call her Xin'er? It seemed that she wasn't psychologically mature enough. So, he used "Xin..." to represent one of the two.

"Brother Feng,"

Xie Xin responded simply and generously to the man's unexpected greeting. However, she frowned and continued, "It hurts down there—"

"Really? Does it hurt badly?"

Li Feng felt sorry for the woman's furrowed brows. This made him feel relieved. He immediately asked with concern.

"Hmm—"

The woman nodded heavily and tried to move her leg, which was about to touch Li Feng's lower abdomen.

"Ah!"

The woman cried out briefly as soon as she moved her leg and dared not move again. The pain was burning.

"Xin'er, don't strain! Let me help you... Come on, slower... Ah—slower..."

Li Feng's movements were as gentle and soft as his tone. Xie Xin, who was in excruciating pain even from the slightest movement, lay flat on her side without feeling any pain.

Being so tenderly cared for, Xie Xin's eyes shone with tenderness; she wished this moment could last forever.

Lying flat, Xie Xin dared not close her legs, because even the slightest tightening would send a burning sensation through her.

Xie Xin could close her legs, allowing the man's concerned gaze to focus directly on her crotch.

There, swollen and red, it was half-open amidst specks of blood. Around it, the once carefully trimmed grass was now a mess, and on the fallen blades of grass, sticky, half-dried substances unique to her body clung.

Li Feng couldn't quite put his finger on what was calling him, but seeing the tangled mess of pubic hair between the woman's legs, he naturally leaned in. The tongue is the best comb, for it can neatly arrange the tangled hair. Saliva is the best medicine, offering the gentlest soothing pain. This was what his little vixen had done to him on many mornings, guiding him while giggling and ruffling his hair.

With practice, it became natural; with naturalness, one would naturally do it when seeing it. Now, Xie Xin's hands were also ruffling and scratching the man's hair between her legs, but instead of giggling like the little vixen, she hissed and gasped a few times before making nasal sounds.

The comb and the medicine both reassured the woman at this moment; the difference lay in each woman's understanding of the comb and medicine, leading to slight variations in their final reactions. The comb had tidied the grass, and the ointment had greatly relieved the pain. Xie Xin curled up in the man's arms again, her fingers playing with his small, bean-like nipples, and told him about her future plans. What happened after she got drunk—if you say it, Principal Li has to take responsibility for his actions last night; if you say it, it's because I'm a woman! Although you forced me into that, it doesn't mean I've given in. From today onwards, I'll keep my distance from you, but don't think you can escape because of that!

I want you to do this for me… I order you to do that for me… Maybe a year… maybe ten years, if you're truly sincere, if one day I find you pleasing, perhaps I can forgive you…

The woman spoke softly, and Li Feng stroked her hair, listening quietly. Then, a shout rang out: "Bride and groom, wake up!" A whole roomful of people rushed in. Xie Xin quickly burrowed her head under the covers. Principal Li rubbed his nose, looking at the room full of girls with a silly grin.

Whoosh—Yu Lian, who never fears having nothing to do, yanked the covers off the two of them!

A cheer—that was the cheering of the girls as the blanket was lifted!

A gasp—that was the gasp of the girls covering their faces and turning away.

But it wasn't that the girls were scared; it was that something was sticking out too high on the bed—someone who wasn't wearing clothes!

Principal Li, quickly pulling a cloth over Xie Xin and covering her with a blanket, adopted his principal's authority and, with a dark face, began to chase them out.

The principal's face was indeed dark, and although the girls apologized to Xie Xin and didn't want her to leave too embarrassed, they weren't afraid of their outwardly strong but inwardly weak principal!

Not only were they not afraid, but as the giggling girls sidled up to the principal, they even glanced at a certain part of his body and exaggeratedly stuck out their little tongues.

The girls left, but Xie Xin, caught in bed with another man and seen naked, vented her pent-up shame and anger on Principal Li, who was also a victim!

The unlucky Principal Li was not only kicked, beaten, and bitten all over by the mother leopard, but he also had to beg and plead, almost crawling on the ground, before the mother leopard quieted down a little.

He was utterly humiliated! The mother leopard, who had been so domineering and aggressive towards Principal Li, dared not show her face in public. Principal Li had to help her get dressed and wash up, and then go downstairs to bring her breakfast.

"Coach Xie, you're up?"

Seeing Principal Li sneaking up from downstairs with breakfast, Yu Lian, always eager for trouble, grabbed him and asked.

"Yes, just now."

Even a ghost wouldn't run that fast, and Principal Li, after giving Yu Lian a curt reply, fled like a madman.

Principal Li was fast enough to probably beat Fan Paopao (a famous Chinese runner who fled during the Cultural Revolution) in second place. But as soon as Principal Li put down the breakfast, a group of girls suddenly surged in. One breakfast for a whole room full of people—unable to find anything, the disgruntled Principal Li went out to buy more breakfast.

The young girls, after Principal Li's repeated instructions to take good care of Xie Xin, boarded the minibus that Principal Li, short of money, had rented with a heavy heart and drove off (after all, No. 33 Middle School was almost 20 kilometers away). Watching the minibus leave, Principal Li found a phone booth and dialed a number.

Having just completed her divorce proceedings with Principal Li's son, the heartbroken Fei'er, besides hating her heartless husband, least wanted to face was her father-in-law who had cared for her for three years. Because of these three years of close companionship, two equally important people had formed in Fei'er's heart: her husband whom she had once deeply loved, and her father-in-law who had always indulged and even spoiled her.

These two men—one who had once carried all her love, and the other an elder who had given her lifelong support—one had already distanced himself from her, while the other silently guarded her with a heart full of guilt.

The love that didn't need to be severed was buried in the sea, while the heavy, unwavering support only made her more bewildered. She thought she would leave quietly, burying all the love and hate deep in her heart! But those silent eyes repeatedly betrayed her impending departure! She decided

to stay somewhere nearby for a while; perhaps time would fade everything in her heart, and she could leave. With this thought in mind, Fei'er transferred from the newspaper in the north of the city to the city television station in the south. Twenty kilometers was neither far nor near, perhaps just right for Fei'er, who couldn't bring herself to leave.

The silent eyes, which had seemed to disappear sadly when Fei'er went home to pack her bags, now weighed heavily on her heart like lead. "Let him eat my dinner before he leaves." The weight in her heart made her steps even heavier, and she withdrew her steps from the doorway.

If her husband could return as expected, if there hadn't been this sudden marital breakdown, then the love and care she and her husband had shared with her father, the love they had cherished, would grow even deeper and longer in the years to come.

If it weren't for that final pause, if it weren't for that emerald-green wine, she would have forever cherished this fatherly love in her heart, savoring it throughout her life.

But there are no "ifs." When the emerald-green wine transformed into flames blooming in the darkness, she truly examined the emotions she had kept in her heart, the emotions she was about to take away!

This emotion, which should have been taken away, hadn't changed; it had simply acquired more layers through the twists of fate. It contained a father's love, a brother's love, and catalyzed by the flames, it finally blossomed into romantic love—a love that would last a lifetime.

Lost in thought, Fei'er was awakened by the ringing of the phone. After listening to the call, Fei'er pondered. Her

father-in-law said he was coming to see her, but his voice sounded different than usual! Had something happened to him? Yes! Something must have happened to him! Oh! Could it be...?

What if it really was what she thought? No! When the old man comes, I'll definitely interrogate him properly! If I don't make him confess to everything, even the things he did when he wet the bed as a child, I'm not a Tao!

Chapter One: Was it a mistake? Was it not a mistake? (6)

Fei'er is very capable at work, and the city TV station had long wanted to recruit her. Therefore, as soon as Fei'er contacted the station about the transfer, they immediately agreed and even arranged a dormitory for her, which was also the place where Fei'er met her father-in-law today.

She opened the door for her father-in-law without a smile, and when she handed him a cup of tea, she was expressionless. In less than three minutes since her father-in-law entered, Fei'er had made him sweat profusely. In the midst of the turmoil Fei'er created, her father-in-law, who originally wanted to confess everything, didn't need Fei'er to interrogate him. He was determined to die cleanly, and in seven or eight minutes, he completely confessed what happened last night.

He said everything was his responsibility, that it was his momentary lapse of judgment, and regarding the other protagonist of last night's incident, he only said that she was a teacher at his school, and that her name was Xie Xin. He didn't mention any other information. He admitted his mistake and accepted his judgment! He didn't complain at all, even if it meant death!

Was he admitting his mistake? Or was he showing off? A woman, whom her father-in-law was desperately trying to excuse, a woman she'd never even met, was now secretly gloating over her gain, and was now taunting her?

Her own husband had made a mistake; scolding or beating him was a private matter behind closed doors! But someone else was secretly gloating over their gain! Fei'er couldn't swallow this! "I want to see her,"

Fei'er said expressionlessly after a moment of silence.

"It has nothing to do with her, it's me..."

Regardless of how last night's events unfolded, no man could shirk responsibility, so her father-in-law wanted to put the fallout on him.

"If it were just you yesterday, could you have done something so wrong to me?"

Looking at her father-in-law's desperate attempt to take the blame, Fei'er offered her perspective from another angle. "Well...that's impossible, but..." It

takes two to tango; her father-in-law wanted to avoid having one slap in the face while keeping the other hand intact. "Was it something you did together? Since it was something you both did together, as long as you didn't force her, she can't escape responsibility. Besides, if you couldn't control yourself and forced her, shouldn't I go and check on her even more?"

If you're wrong, you can't escape it; if it's not yours, you can't force yourself to take it on. Fei'er patiently and meticulously presented the facts and reasoned with her. Seeing her father-in-law hesitate to speak, Fei'er continued, "I'm not going to see her to argue; I want to resolve this matter thoroughly. If I don't see her and clarify things, what will you do if she comes looking for you again? You said it's all your fault, but if she comes looking for you and you try to shirk responsibility, wouldn't that be heartless?"

Taking a sip of water, Fei'er looked at her father-in-law, whose head was bowed, and continued, "There's another reason I want to see her, and that's for myself. I need to know what I should do next. I've been hurt once, and if I'm hurt again, I'm afraid I'll never be able to get back up. So, I need to see her. Let's go see her in a bit."

Fei'er spoke calmly throughout, even the sadness in her voice at the end didn't cause her any agitation. These words, calm yet tinged with sorrow, deeply pierced Li Feng's heart, because such slowly tearing wounds are the most unbearable.

His face alternated between pale and flushed, and he gulped down the tea in his cup, tea leaves and all. Li Feng abruptly stood up and said, "Let's go see her together!"

A few months ago, Fei'er got her driver's license, and her father-in-law bought her a Zhonghua Junjie. Now, Fei'er was driving this car with her father-in-law on the way to No. 33 Middle School.

Her father-in-law's face was pale, his eyes closed, lost in thought. Fei'er, seemingly expressionless, was also filled with many thoughts…

It had been a year and a half since she squeezed into her father-in-law's bed. In that year and a half, Fei'er had completely recovered from her trauma. And in that year and a half, under Fei'er's guidance, in her intimate moments with her father-in-law, Fei'er had enjoyed the unparalleled pleasure that her powerful, bull-like father-in-law brought her as a true woman! This pleasure, from every night, or occasionally during the day, from the morning sunlight, to the dinner table at dusk, to the splashing water in the bathtub, to the cuddling and caressing on the carpet, was something Fei'er enjoyed, something she was addicted to.

Does too much happiness lead to pain? If you asked Fei'er, who has been through a year and a half of this, she would definitely say: Pain! It's just too painful!

Happiness and pain are inherently impossible for one person to experience at the same time. But when Fei'er, who is exhausted, is carried into the bathroom by her energetic father-in-law, who helps her relieve herself before she has to go to work, washes her face and rinses her mouth, and then carries her to the dining room and feeds her bite by bite, Fei'er will feel immense admiration for the predecessor who created the idiom "extreme joy begets sorrow."

This senior must have had a similar experience to Fei'er to create such apt words.

Fei'er's happiness came from her father-in-law's tireless, large thing, and Fei'er's pain also came from that same tireless thing. Yes, that thing was so tireless; Fei'er loved it to death just thinking about it, but after loving it, she was terrified of it.

When she loved it, Fei'er would use her mouth when her garden was swollen, and when her cheeks ached from being hit in the mouth, she would use her breasts to shield it. But when she had used everything she could, and was fighting until she was almost shattered, Fei'er also deeply understood the coming pain. For

the first month after she squeezed into her father-in-law's bed, the tireless Fei'er wished her father-in-law would be with her every day, even when she was menstruating, she wanted him to hold her while she slept. Three months later, Fei'er said, "Come and do it when you want me to, I'm really tired these past few days!"

Half a year had passed, and Fei'er, who had to escape every few days, was exhausted after being kept in bed for several days by her father-in-law. She thought of her beautiful chrysanthemum. However, although her father-in-law repeatedly stroked and kissed her chrysanthemum, which she had washed, he preferred to abstain from touching it himself rather than touch it. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but his manhood was too large; such a delicate chrysanthemum would be easily damaged. On their first anniversary, Fei'er would snuggle into her father-in-law's arms once a week, trying to avoid arousing him as much as possible. Once she was in his arms, she couldn't help but want it, but even though her father-in-law was very gentle with her, she would experience intense pleasure followed by excruciating pain. Secondly, if it's once a week, I can let my father-in-law come out comfortably once a week. But if it happens more often, not only will I not be able to stand it, but my father-in-law will also be suffocated.

With these two reasons, Fei'er has enough to think about. In fact, the main reason is that from the day Fei'er squeezed into her father-in-law's bed, she asked herself: Can I squeeze into my father-in-law's arms for a lifetime? Fei'er couldn't answer that herself, but she really regarded her father-in-law's embrace as her lifelong support. However, the road on the mountain of worldly affairs requires more than just courage to cross. There are many ways to realize the idea of squeezing into her father-in-law's arms for a lifetime, and even bearing children for him. How should she choose?
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Chapter 1: Is it wrong or not? (7)

Since Fei'er squeezed into his bed, after getting through the initial psychological torment, Li Feng's feelings for Fei'er, which were deep and affectionate, have become more like a man's burning love for a woman.

These various forms of love combined to give Phil a very special place in Li Feng's heart.

First, there was the care and affection for her, which had existed from the moment Phil entered the family. Then came tenderness—the tenderness that arose from the heart when a petite woman, old enough to be his daughter, nestled beneath him, whispering sweet nothings. And then, there was passionate love—a woman like a fairy, with her alluring body, seductive words, and endless displays of passion, deeply captivated a man.

He treated her like a precious gem, afraid she might break if he held her in his hands, afraid she might melt if he kept her in his mouth; this was perhaps the best description of how Li Feng now treated Phil.

But what happened yesterday deeply wounded Phil's heart! Li Feng suddenly felt a surge of resentment towards his increasingly unruly member in his pants; at that moment, he really wanted to…

A subconscious movement of his father-in-law's hand was noticed by Phil, who was glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. That old man! Slowing down the car, Fei'er freed one hand and stopped her father-in-law's attempt to subtly punish the unruly creature.

"What does the creature have to do with the one who did wrong?"

Fei'er pulled the car over to the side of the road, shielding the unruly creature with her hand as she pleaded with her father-in-law.

"But..."

Caught red-handed by his daughter-in-law's subtle actions, the father-in-law's face flushed red, and he didn't know what to say.

"I'm just going to see her. I won't do anything drastic. And everything will have to wait until I've seen her. Stop complaining. If you knew this would happen, why didn't you control yourself last night?"

Fei'er pinched her father-in-law's reddened face, scolded him, and then started the car again.

The 33rd Middle School was already visible in the distance. Fei'er took out her phone and gave it to her somewhat restless father-in-law.

He never used a phone; even though he liked the one Fei'er bought him, he always left it at home without using it. Fei'er knew her father-in-law was restless and wanted to call someone to let them know, but he didn't use his own phone, so how could he ask to use Fei'er's? Fortunately, Fei'er knew her father-in-law better than he knew himself. The moment he moved, she knew what he was going to do.

"So clumsy!"

Watching her father-in-law fumble with the phone book, Fei'er stopped the car, snatched the phone and phone book from his hand, typed in a number, and dialed.

"Xie Xin!"

Fei'er repeated the name in her mind as she waited for the call to connect. "Hello..."

A somewhat languid voice came from the phone. Fei'er frowned slightly, gave her father-in-law a meaningful look, and handed him the phone.

"Xiao...Xiao Xin, it's me, I...I'll...I'll come to your place in a bit, wait for me." He

finished speaking quickly, not very coherently, and hung up regardless of the other party's reaction. “Let’s go to her place.”

Li Feng said to Fei’er, his knuckles white as he gripped his phone.

“Why shouldn’t she come to see me!”

Fei’er was about to blurt out the words after hearing her father-in-law’s suggestion, but for some reason, she didn’t. She drove smoothly into the campus of No. 33 Middle School. Following Principal Li’s directions, Fei’er parked her car in front of the teachers’ dormitory. This was the only remaining four rows of single-story houses on the school’s campus. Xie Xin and three female teachers who lived on campus resided in the back of the two eastern rows, while the front rows were for female boarding students. Male teachers and students lived in the two western rows separated by a wall.

This arrangement was a necessary measure taken by Principal Li to save on the school’s daily expenses, as the former teachers’ and students’ dormitories were nearly empty due to the departure of many teachers and the significant loss of students. Cutting off the water and electricity to both buildings would save a considerable amount of money.

It was Sunday. Principal Li led Fei'er towards Xie Xin's dormitory, greeting the students in small groups. After knocking on Xie Xin's door, and hearing a "Come in," Principal Li and Fei'er entered.

"This is Fei'er,"

Principal Li introduced Fei'er first, standing between the two, noticing Xie Xin's delight at seeing him and the searching look in Fei'er's eyes.

"This is Xie Xin," Principal Li continued

, avoiding Xie Xin's gaze before meeting Fei'er's eyes with lowered eyelids.

"Hello,"

Fei'er extended her hand first.

"Hello,"

Xie Xin hesitated for a moment before extending her hand as well.

"Please sit down, I'll get you some water,"

the two women exchanged glances. Being guests, Xie Xin, letting go of Fei'er's hand, offered them seats.

"You can go out now, Xie Xin and I have something to discuss."

Taking the water Xie Xin handed her, Fei'er addressed Principal Li, who was taking the cup from Xie Xin.

"This..."

Looking at Fei'er's pleading eyes and Xie Xin's noncommittal yet calm expression, Principal Li put down the cup, said "You two talk," and stood up to leave.

Principal Li usually smoked a pack of cigarettes every four or five days, but after circling the row of maple trees twice, he had already lit his fourth cigarette. Just as he lit his cigarette, several small heads peeked out from another row of maple trees.

Seeing Principal Li still circling, the heads whispered among themselves for a while, and then one of them, encouraged and nudged by the others, walked towards Principal Li.

"Teacher Li, you're here?"

a voice rang out beside Principal Li, who was busy circling.

"Oh—it's Yu Lian! Why are you alone? Where are Zhang Nan and the others?"

Principal Li asked, recognizing the person.

"Hehe...we're here!"

After a burst of laughter, seven or eight girls emerged from behind a row of maple trees.

"Hey, why aren't Yuanyuan and the other two with you?"

Principal Li asked, roughly counting the girls' heads.

"Tch—Teacher Li is so biased! You never forget your Yuanyuan! Why can't we be here?"

One Yuanyuan caused all the girls to complain! Although Teacher Li tried his best to explain amidst the overwhelming complaints.

"Look—they're over there."

Seeing Teacher Li sweating from the girls' antics, Zhang Nan smiled and came to his rescue.

Crouching low, the three girls were in front of Xie Xin's dormitory, performing the professional actions of scouts.

"Cough cough!"

Teacher Li's heavy cough sounded behind the three girls.

Startled, the three girls turned around and, after recognizing who was behind them, first let out a long sigh of relief, then patted their chests and stuck out their tongues as they straightened up.

"Teacher Li, who was that girl who came with you just now?"

Yuan Yuan, who was 1.81 meters tall, asked Li Feng.

Sui Yuan Yuan was the girl's name, but she didn't resemble her name at all. Besides the rounded area typical of a developing girl, her other body parts were not round.

Teacher Li, who was a head taller than Teacher Li and had to look up to speak to her, hadn't answered when another girl beside her continued, "What did she want with Coach Xie?"

"Yeah! Why didn't Teacher Li have to be there when she wanted to see Coach Xie?"

"And..."

Even the girls who had come with Li Feng seemed determined to get to the bottom of things. Li Feng quickly pulled them away from Xie Xin's dormitory.

Back under the same row of maple trees, Teacher Li's explanation that they had something to discuss failed to convince the girls who cared about their coach. If Yuan Yuan and the others hadn't overheard the peaceful atmosphere inside Coach Xie's room, these girls would have definitely stormed in to stand up for their coach. Although they were still unsure what to do for their coach.

The girls were chattering away, and Xie Xin had already seen Fei'er out of the dormitory.

"Wow! The girl who was looking for Coach Xie is so pretty!"

Amidst the girls' exclamations of surprise behind him, Li Feng quickly walked towards Fei'er and the others.

Chapter 1: Wrong? Not Wrong? (8)

With a group of girls under the maple tree behind him chattering, the man quickly walked to Fei'er and Xie Xin. When saying goodbye, the two women's calm expressions showed no sign of their condition, while Principal Li, who was experiencing this for the first time in his life, could only glance at Xie Xin with concern and then steal a glance at Fei'er's face before following Fei'er.

"Who is this woman? Why is Teacher Li in front of her..."

"Yeah, look at Teacher Li..."

Amid the stares of the girls under the maple tree and the faint sounds coming from behind, Principal Li got into Fei'er's car.

Looking meaningfully at her father-in-law, who had been avoiding her eyes since getting into the car, Fei'er said, "With so many people backing you up, it seems you're not doing as badly as you told me when you came home."

"The teachers and students at the school are all very good. It's just that the school's management hasn't been good these past few years, which is why they've suffered so much."

Principal Li naturally avoided the barbed remark from his daughter-in-law. Although the past year at the school had been difficult, Principal Li quickly perked up when talking about it.

"You've gotten so tanned and thin. After I'm gone, don't work so hard anymore, or you'll break down."

Knowing the effort her father-in-law had poured into the school over the past year, and knowing his tireless work day and night, she couldn't help but reach out and touch his face as she looked at him, now tanned and thin.

"Fei'er! Are you leaving me? No! I absolutely won't let you go! If it's really because of what happened yesterday, I..." "

After I'm gone," did that mean leaving her forever? Suddenly agitated, Principal Li grabbed Fei'er's hand that was stroking his face and said urgently,

"You don't want me to leave?"

Fei'er asked, blocking her father-in-law's words, looking at his anxious and excited face.

"Yes! I don't want you to leave me! I..."

Fei'er stopped her father-in-law's more excited words, and with a smile in her eyes, she looked at him very seriously and said, "You don't want me to leave?"

"Yes! I..."

Fei'er pinched and rubbed her father-in-law's face with both hands to prevent him from finishing his sentence, and looked at him with a hint of teasing, saying, "Then you should call the head of our department and ask for leave. She said she wants me to go to Beishan County for an interview this afternoon. I can't get leave. If you don't want me to go, then you do it."

"You are..."

Knowing that Fei'er was going to work and not leaving him, her father-in-law was even more excited and couldn't control himself. He hugged Fei'er tightly, muttering to himself, as if afraid that Fei'er would fly away if he let go.

"Dad, I miss you."

Having only seen her father-in-law less than four times in two months, Fei'er hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear.

"Fei'er! Dad misses you too, Fei'er, Dad misses you, Dad..."

His hands, still wrapped around Fei'er, began to unconsciously caress her body, his burning lips kissing her cheeks, his voice trembling.

"Dad, let's go to your dormitory?"

Finding her father-in-law's warm lips, Fei'er gently kissed them and offered him a suggestion.

It turns out that after Principal Li came to No. 33 Middle School, in order to save on the school's daily expenses, he closed one of the teachers' dormitories and one student apartment. After all the teachers and students were resettled, Principal Li realized that besides his 15-square-meter office, he didn't have a dormitory for himself.

The school is seven kilometers from Principal Li's home. Getting home to and from work in the morning and evening is fine, but it becomes inconvenient around lunchtime. While it's possible to put a bed in the office, Principal Li, constrained by money, is extremely frugal. He shares his 15-square-meter office with Vice Principal and Head of Academic Affairs, Tie Yi.

Tie Yi, whose name conjures up images of a masculine man, is actually a petite woman. Her home is neither too far nor too close to the school, and to accommodate her, the right to rest in that 15-square-meter office at lunchtime has become her exclusive right.

I forgot to mention that due to a large number of teachers and staff being transferred out of the school, more than half of the staff offices are now empty. Guided by the principle of saving money, all teachers' and staff offices have been concentrated on the first floor, and the fewest people in one office—Principal Li's—are only two people, while the other offices have four to six people each.

When Principal Li returned from the countryside, he wasn't assigned to the education system, but rather to what was then an aluminum plant—now a struggling aluminum group.

During a time when the aluminum plant was supporting the local military, Li Feng, a propaganda officer at the plant, wrote a few large characters with a brush, which caught the eye of a senior colonel. After negotiations between the colonel and the plant, Li Feng, who knew nothing about teaching, was temporarily transferred to the military district's primary school, which had only four teachers including him.

Later, the aluminum plant became the aluminum group and formed a joint construction unit with the military region. Li Feng, still temporarily assigned to the military district's primary school, worked there for fifteen years.

Neither the aluminum plant then nor the current aluminum group has forgotten Li Feng, who was temporarily assigned to the military district's primary school. In 1992, the aluminum plant allocated him a one-bedroom apartment as a welfare benefit. In 1996, during housing reform, the aluminum group sold the apartment to him at a discounted price.

This house was very close to No. 33 Middle School. It had been rented out until 2002 when it was put up for sale, at which point it was no longer rented. After a simple renovation, it became Principal Li's dormitory.

Fei'er helped her father-in-law tidy up the dormitory, and out of curiosity, she and he had even had a few trysts there. Knowing the way well, Fei'er drove there in less than five minutes.

From the moment he kicked the dormitory door shut, her father-in-law's mouth hadn't left his daughter-in-law's, and his hand, which had been inside her clothes since the stairwell, was now roughly tearing at them.

Fei'er used her tongue to entwine with her father-in-law's, cooperating with him as he pulled down her clothes, while her small hands went straight to loosening his belt.

Her father-in-law's waist wasn't the broad-shouldered, burly type; rather, it was somewhat comparable to that of a slender woman of similar height. Fei'er particularly loved her father-in-law's waist. The firm, elastic shape of it made her feel incredibly comfortable when she wrapped her arms around it. So, whenever she was with him, the first thing Fei'er did was to pull down his trousers, embrace his waist, and cuddle with him for a while.

Her father-in-law was a little different. He especially loved the smooth, fragrant tongue in Fei'er's mouth, so his first thing was to pull it out of her mouth and suck on it to his heart's content. Then he would move on to Fei'er's other favorite spot—or rather, both of her favorites—her firm, bouncy breasts.

He couldn't get enough of touching and kissing them. And at this point, after embracing his waist enough, Fei'er would casually pull down his already loosened trousers and then half-tear off his underwear.

She would grasp her father-in-law's penis, which was sometimes semi-erect and sometimes rock hard like today. First, she would gently stroke it from base to tip, then grip it with a little more force and stroke it rhythmically.

It was at this time, her father-in-law, aroused by her touch, would become even more fascinated by her breasts. From top to bottom, from left to right, he would lick, touch, and sometimes flick and curl her nipples with his fingers, sometimes gently biting and grinding them between his teeth.

Fei'er would pull and hug her father-in-law, falling onto the bed with him. She would turn over and suck on his penis, while he continued to play with her alluring breasts, sometimes kissing or kneading her vulva as he spread his legs.

Her father-in-law's thick penis stretched Fei'er's small mouth to its maximum, and its length made her feel as if she were about to swallow it all. Fei'er would gasp for breath, her face turning red. Even though she had swallowed her father-in-law's penis many times, she still felt a slight discomfort. But Fei'er truly loved swallowing her father-in-law's penis like this, because at this time her father-in-law would moan with pleasure. When he felt good, he would also insert his tongue as deep as possible into Fei'er's vagina, swallowing the fluid flowing from her vagina while vigorously rolling his tongue around Fei'er's vagina or clitoris.

Fei'er took a pillow and half-sat, half-reclined, because she loved watching her father-in-law's big penis part her labia and rub her clitoris, then slowly and painstakingly push it into her vagina.

Her father-in-law's penis was thick, filling Fei'er's originally narrow little hole to a tight, round shape. His penis was long, slowly penetrating Fei'er's little hole, taking a long time to fully penetrate, with a large portion still outside.

Her father-in-law pulled Fei'er close and kissed her sweetly. Fei'er hugged him back sweetly. He kissed her tightly, pulling her close. Fei'er squeezed him forcefully, letting out a long moan as the head of his penis forced its way into her uterus. He let out a brief, low growl. The moment his penis head was tightly gripped by the entrance to her uterus felt incredibly good!

Recovering from the suffocating sensation of her uterus being penetrated, Fei'er looked at herself and her father-in-law, seeing how they were now completely connected, without any gap. Then, calling him "Daddy" and "You old rascal" repeatedly, she cried out as her father-in-law's thrusts gradually increased in speed.

When Fei'er called him "Daddy," her father-in-law's penis would thrust all the way into her uterus. When Fei'er called him "old bastard," he would only insert the head of his penis shallowly into her vagina.

With each "Daddy" and "old bastard," his penis would thrust deeply once, then shallowly again. Frustrated, Fei'er finally cried out, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy's an old beast!"

Once she cried this, she would cry it every time she reached orgasm. Her father-in-law liked hearing whatever his daughter-in-law called him, and he would fuck her exactly as she called him!

After a period of cooperation, although Fei'er's cries grew louder, she was always left exhausted and unable to get up. This afternoon, Fei'er had to go on a business trip again. After calling her father-in-law "old beast" twice, she used her mouth instead of her vagina. Only when Fei'er's cheeks were sore and numb did her father-in-law roar that he was going to ejaculate inside her.

Previously, even when Fei'er used contraception, her father-in-law could ejaculate inside her uterus or into her mouth whenever he wanted. Now, Fei'er suddenly stopped him from ejaculating, lying down and letting him re-insert his penis into her uterus before letting him ejaculate!

Hearing his low moans and watching him tremble, she, clinging to his neck, uncontrollably experienced another orgasm.

When Li Feng came out after showering, Fei'er, who had been lazily lounging in bed, had already left a note and left. Yes, the minister was urging her, and she didn't want to see her father-in-law's reluctant expression every time she went out for interviews. She left a note telling him to take care of himself and to go see Xie Xin, then quickly drove off.

Fei'er hadn't mentioned anything about Xie Xin from the moment she arrived until she left. Li Feng had no idea what the two women had talked about that day. He couldn't guess what Fei'er meant by telling him to go see Xie Xin later. But it wouldn't be right, morally or logically, not to go see Xie Xin.

Lighting a cigarette to clear his head, Principal Li, dressed, left the dormitory.

Chapter One: Was it wrong? Or not? (9)

In Xie Xin's small dormitory, a group of girls were chattering and laughing. When Principal Li pushed open the door, it was like throwing ice into boiling water—the noise instantly cooled.

Standing? Standing under everyone's gaze required considerable courage. Sitting? Didn't he see several girls huddled together, half-leaning, half-standing?

He wanted to start a conversation, but Xie Xin, sitting on the inside of her bed, was blocked by several girls sitting on the edge. The usually outgoing Xie Xin had suddenly become unusually reserved, so Principal Li had to put aside his plan to talk to her.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Want to go out and get something to eat?"

Seeing the girls staring intently at him, Principal Li tried to distract them while genuinely showing concern.

"Eat! Why wouldn't we eat! For those rich guys who have cars to pick them up and drop them off, we're determined to eat them out of house and home!"

Yu Lian jumped up from the bed and shouted at her friends.

A cell phone rang, as if from the moonlight. Xie Xin, leaning back on the bed, gestured for the girls, who had suddenly become excited again, to quiet down, and answered the phone. It was a call from Tie Yi, the vice principal and director of studies, who was congratulating the victorious women's basketball team and their coach. Xie Xin warmly greeted Principal Tie, and also told her about the dinner she was having with the team, extending an extremely enthusiastic invitation, saying that Teacher Li wanted to celebrate the team's victory first and was treating everyone. "

Principal Li" was how Li Feng perceived himself, but in reality, most teachers and students at No. 33 Middle School called him Teacher Li. As for the current vice principal, Xu Da, who was retiring next year, and Tie Yi, who had just been promoted from director of studies to vice principal this semester, all the teachers and students called them Principal Xu and Principal Tie, respectively.

The actual head of the school, after more than a year in office, seemed to have forgotten his position as principal, and instead called him Teacher Li. This wasn't due to Principal Li's incompetence; it was because he was an approachable principal who, having earned the respect of all the faculty, staff, and students, gave him the genuine and affectionate title of "Teacher Li." After

agreeing with Principal Tie to go out and celebrate together, the girls in the room suddenly cheered in unison, rushed forward, and gave their coach a hasty hug before hurriedly saying goodbye and leaving.

For girls, even those on the women's basketball team, dressing up beautifully and walking in front of others is in their nature. The girls rushing back to their dormitories used this brief time to make themselves look even more beautiful. As the vibrant and beautiful figures disappeared, Teacher Li, with a satisfied smile, turned his gaze from the window. Turning his head, he saw Xie Xin's thoughtful gaze also falling upon him.

“Xiaoxin, I told Fei’er about what happened yesterday. I was going to tell you about Fei’er this morning, but after thinking about it, I felt it would be better to tell Fei’er first.”

Teacher Li picked up a cup that looked like it had been used by someone, took a sip, and continued, “About Fei’er and me…”

“Fei’er told me everything about you two.”

Flipping through her phone, Xie Xin finished Teacher Li’s sentence.

“Fei’er told you everything about me and me?”

Teacher Li was a little surprised by Xie Xin’s words, and he instinctively asked.

“Yes, Fei’er told me everything.”

The phone’s touchscreen flashed, and Xie Xin continued to confirm.

“Fei’er already told you, so I won’t explain further. What I mean is, Fei’er has already been hurt once, and I can’t let her be hurt again! So, I need to tell her about what happened yesterday first. As for Fei’er’s attitude after I tell her, I’ve prepared for the worst, but I’ve also thought that no matter how Fei’er treats me, I won’t let Fei’er leave me.”

Teacher Li took another sip of water from her cup.

"Since you've decided not to leave Fei'er, have you thought about me?"

Xie Xin asked, gripping her phone, looking at Li Feng who had been speaking with his head down.

"Yes, I have. Actually, when I went to find Fei'er, I thought about you the most, because I know that if I can't leave Fei'er, you'll be the one who gets hurt the most. But I don't know how to face you, and I don't know how to prevent you from being hurt even more! I also know that no matter what I say or do now, it won't undo the damage to you. I just want to tell you, tell me whatever you need, and I will do whatever I can."

Teacher Li finally raised his head, looking at Xie Xin with a mixture of guilt and determination in his eyes.

"Then..."

The words she was about to say, "I want you to leave Fei'er," were swallowed back by Xie Xin's realization. She changed her tone and looked at Li Feng, saying, "Do you know what Fei'er said to me today?"

"No, Fei'er didn't tell me."

Li Feng answered Xie Xin very honestly.

"Then do you want to know what Fei'er said to me?"

Facing the honest man, Xie Xin asked again.

"Yes."

After a moment's hesitation, Li Feng answered decisively.

"Why are you so eager to know what Fei'er told me?"

Li Feng's somewhat anxious tone piqued Xie Xin's curiosity, and she pressed him for an answer.

"I... I'm afraid Fei'er might have... made you suffer."

Perhaps he only revealed half of his true thoughts, so Li Feng's words were somewhat disjointed.

"You're really afraid I'll suffer? You're very worried about me, aren't you?"

Li Feng's words were honest, at least that's what Xie Xin would think, so she pressed him repeatedly.

"Yes, I really..."

The woman's questioning made Li Feng answer more earnestly, but his earnest answer was interrupted by Xie Xin's lazy "tsk."

"Boring, really boring, Fei'er was absolutely right, she really is heading this way."

Still listless, Xie Xin muttered to herself as if she had suddenly lost all interest.

The phone rang again. Glancing at the caller ID, Xie Xin, a slight smile playing on her lips, answered, "Fei'er, you..."

How did Fei'er get Xie Xin's number? Li Feng, his mind a complete blank, didn't even hear what Xie Xin and Fei'er were saying until Xie Xin loudly called him to answer the phone.

Fei'er's words only made Li Feng's mind more chaotic. Before he could even clear his head, the girls who had just gone to get ready suddenly rushed in. Still

confused, Teacher Li, after finishing Fei'er's call, dazedly sat down on Xie Xin's bedside. Subconsciously handing the phone to Xie Xin, he forgot to pull his hand back.

"Wow! We've only been out for a little while, Teacher Li, and you're already bullying Coach Xie!"

It was Zhang Nan, who had entered first.

"Oh dear! Coach Xie! How could you forgive Teacher Li so quickly! Didn't we tell you that you must..."

Then it was Yuanyuan who spoke, followed by a cacophony of chatter from all the little girls that seemed to shatter the roof.

School rules state that taxis are not allowed on campus without special reasons, but Yu Lian told the gatekeeper that Coach Xie wasn't feeling well and needed to see a doctor, so a taxi pulled up to Xie Xin's dormitory.

Amidst the cheers and insistence of all the girls, and with their constant cover, Coach Xie, whose body had been severely injured by Teacher Li the previous night, was carried into the taxi by Teacher Li.

The taxi waited outside the school gate, and about ten minutes later, it met up with a group of bouncing girls who had hailed the taxi and set off.

Except for Principal Tie, who arrived last, insisting on toasting Teacher Li and Coach Xie with a large glass of wine, no further drinking took place at this small celebration.

After dropping the girls off at school, Li Feng, as instructed by Fei'er, took Xie Xin to his dormitory. Coincidentally, just as they got out of the taxi downstairs at Teacher Li's dormitory, they bumped into Principal Tie, who had just broken up with him.

They knew Teacher Li had a dormitory off-campus, but didn't know it was right here. So, Xie Xin and Principal Tie explained to each other, and Principal Tie, whose home wasn't far away, also wanted to visit Teacher Li's dormitory. The two women chatted casually, following Teacher Li upstairs.

The one-bedroom apartment wasn't much to see. After sitting down and drinking half a cup of tea, the petite but somewhat outgoing Principal Tie made a suggestion. She mentioned that winning the girls' basketball championship was a great thing to celebrate, and that the recent celebration without alcohol was a bit lacking. With a few words of teasing from Principal Tie and Xie Xin's agreement, the three-person celebration, much smaller than before, resumed forty minutes after Teacher Li had bought groceries and brought back alcohol.

Lighting a cigarette to clear her head, Principal Li dressed and left the dormitory.

Chapter 1: Was it wrong? Or not? (10)

A dizzy head followed by a suffocating feeling, but none of these sensations could compare to the feeling that Teacher Li was about to faint again! For this, Teacher Li sighed to the heavens—why was it alcohol again that caused this trouble?

Yesterday afternoon, after casually preparing four dishes, Teacher Li and two ladies who were visiting the dormitory for the first time began to drink lightly. Xie Xin had a good capacity for alcohol, and Tie Yi was also very generous. In the hour or so they talked so well, the three of them had almost finished the two bottles of baijiu that Teacher Li had brought back. Teacher Li

filled all three glasses with the remaining wine in the bottles. Having drunk slightly more than the two ladies, Teacher Li felt that after finishing this last glass, he was about at his limit. After the heavy lesson he learned last night, he wanted to stop after finishing this glass.

Xie Xin and Tie Yi were enjoying their drink, and the two women, in high spirits, started playing rock-paper-scissors. They were very well-mannered while drinking, laughing and joking as they sipped the last few drops of wine from their glasses.

After Teacher Li jokingly suggested that Xiao Xin, who always won, might be cheating during the rock-paper-scissors game, he was dragged into the game by the unconvinced Xie Xin.

The lively atmosphere grew quite heated, and as everyone's enthusiasm increased, Xie Xin opened another bottle of wine.

Wait! He had brought back two bottles of wine yesterday, so where did Xie Xin get this one? Completely puzzled, Teacher Li racked his brains trying to figure out where this last bottle came from.

If Xie Xin had prepared it beforehand, why hadn't he seen her carrying it when they returned together? And Tie Yi clearly arrived empty-handed, so it couldn't have been her. This wine

… right, he still had wine in his dorm, a medicinal wine he insisted on drinking every day. Fei'er had specially brought it for him because he often didn't go home for lunch, so he should drink it every day.

Could it be…? The thought of this medicinal wine sent a shiver down Teacher Li's spine! Could it be that it's caused him trouble again? A wave of unease washed over Li Feng. He really wanted to pick it up and see if it was another treasure his grandfather had prepared for him, causing him another big mess!

However, Teacher Li couldn't get up for the time being, because one of his arms was pinned under Xie Xin's neck as she slept beside him, and Ms. Tie Yi was also fast asleep, nestled on Teacher Li's chest. Teacher Li, seemingly just awakened and preoccupied with something, still had one of his large hands on her bare bottom, forgotten to remove it.

It was Fei'er's idea to have Xie Xin come to her dormitory. After Li Feng and Xie Xin saw the girls off, Xie Xin not only told Li Feng she wouldn't leave him, but also told him that Fei'er had agreed to it. To further confirm, she dialed Fei'er's cell phone in front of Li Feng. Fei'er, who

had already arrived in Beishan County and checked into a hotel, spoke a few words with Xie Xin before having Xie Xin pass the phone to her father-in-law.

The father-in-law took the phone and began emphasizing how unacceptable Fei'er and Xie Xin's actions were. He excitedly told Fei'er that he had already made a huge mistake and shouldn't make an even bigger one.

Fei'er didn't directly address what her father-in-law was emphasizing; instead, she asked him three questions that immediately silenced him.

Fei'er asked: "Dad, you and my mother are the same age, and I came to live with you after divorcing your son. Dad, if one day I go back to my mother's with you, how should I introduce you to her? Also, if we were to be together openly, have you considered how the people around us would view us? Have you considered whether Xiaozhu (Li Feng's daughter, Li Xuanzhu) would accept our relationship?

Dad, are you willing to give me up?

Dad, if you give up Xie Xin, you will inevitably hurt her. Dad, what remedial measures will you take to make up for the harm done to Xie Xin? "

Of Fei'er's three questions, Li Feng could only answer the second one without hesitation: "I will never give up on Fei'er!" The remaining two questions, however, gave Li Feng a real headache. Leaving aside Xie Xin, there was Fei'er's mother, the mother-in-law who had visited his home twice and stayed for several days on each occasion, a woman with a soft, gentle voice—how was Teacher Li supposed to explain this to her?

And then there was his own daughter, who had turned her once-loving sister-in-law into a stepmother? Did he think it was as simple as leveling up in a game?

And Xie Xin? A young woman had given him her most precious thing without a single complaint, but how many things in this world could be equivalent to that preciousness?

Fei'er tried to persuade him on the phone, while Xie Xin silently waited, clinging to Li Feng's arm. Until Xie Xin's phone was burning hot in her hand, until Fei'er was already teasing her father-in-law and Xie Xin on the phone, Li Feng, unable to think of a better solution than Fei'er's, accepted Fei'er's suggestion—to take Xie Xin to his dormitory, because he would be there to take care of Xie Xin, who had suffered a severe injury.

Xie Xin, who had just taken the phone from Li Feng and was talking to Fei'er, suddenly blushed. Fei'er was telling her, "Look how dark and thin Dad's gotten! You, his new wife, have to take good care of him while I'm gone! If I come back and he's still dark and thin, I'll make sure he doesn't sleep with you for six months!"

Having accepted Xin'er (it seemed Teacher Li had started calling her that around the halfway point of the third bottle of wine), even if they slept naked together after drinking and then did some things that men and women usually do, it really wouldn't matter.

What was really frustrating for Teacher Li was that Tie Yi had also gotten involved, naked! The leaky house had just been plastered, but then it started raining incessantly! Li Feng, who had been incredibly unlucky for the past two days, stared blankly at the ceiling.

He'd been sipping wine since he was four, drinking it since he was eight, and forty years had passed without fail, but only recently had the wine shown its true power. He got drunk three times, but each time Teacher Li made a mistake that was more serious than the last! Especially the mistake he just made, it was practically a deliberate act!

The two women, one lying on Li Feng's chest and the other pressing down on his arm, opened their eyes almost simultaneously. Xin'er, after a brief moment of surprise, regained her composure. Her flustered expression mingled with extreme astonishment, and then Tie Yi's eyes, no longer darting away, looked up at Xie Xin.

Yesterday, when Fei'er, led by Li Feng, arrived at Xie Xin's dormitory, Xie Xin instantly realized why, expecting a storm to rage.

However, Fei'er, after pouring herself a glass of water, calmly sat down and began to talk about herself and Li Feng…

There weren't many twists and turns, only an unbreakable bond of love! Fei'er's own experiences with Li Feng moved Xie Xin, making her think of herself. She felt that between herself, Li Feng, and Fei'er, she should choose to step aside.

But then, Fei'er's next words stirred up a huge wave of emotion within Xie Xin: Fei'er wanted to share a man with her! From initial shock and disbelief, to a gradual shift from skepticism to a stirring within her heart, Xie Xin discussed the matter with Fei'er, sharing her thoughts on Fei'er's suggestion. Driven by a strange inner force, Xie Xin eventually agreed to give it a try—to see if a life with the three of them could bring happiness.

Having reached an agreement, Fei'er told Xie Xin, whose relationship with her had deepened considerably, that she could persuade Li Feng. However, knowing Li Feng as she did, Fei'er knew he wouldn't readily accept Xie Xin at this juncture. Therefore, to expedite Li Feng's acceptance of Xie Xin, Fei'er mentioned the green bottle of liquor kept in Li Feng's dorm.

The magical allure of the liquor Fei'er described made Xie Xin eager to try it, but she didn't know how to subtly get the unsuspecting Li Feng to bring up the idea of drinking. Then,

just when she was about to fall asleep, someone brought her a pillow! An unexpected encounter with Tie Yi provided Xie Xin with the perfect excuse to drink.

While Li Feng was busy in the kitchen, and Tie Yi had gone to help, Xie Xin quietly took out the half-bottle of wine she had left over from the dining room. She found the wine Fei'er had mentioned in the small cabinet in the living room and mixed it into a whole bottle. Xie Xin's plan was to wait for her chance to drink it.

Fei'er had only told Xie Xin that she only needed to dilute the wine a little, but who could be sure exactly how much? Besides, the point of doing things secretly was to avoid being known; in the midst of the chaos, who could think about whether they had diluted it too much or too little?

Whether she had diluted it too much or too little, Xie Xin didn't know, but she had truly experienced the magic of the wine Fei'er had described. And indeed, the magic was that when she woke up in the morning, the three people who had drunk the wine the night before were all sleeping naked in the same bed.

She whispered something in Tie Yi's ear, trying to discern her meaning. Tie Yi, whose face had initially flushed red and then paled upon hearing Xie Xin's words, gradually calmed down. Having been married once before, she whispered something in Xie Xin's ear. This sudden remark made Tie Yi's face turn bright red. Before she could even retaliate, Xie Xin was already groping certain sensitive areas of Li Feng's body.

Under Tie Yi's suddenly widened gaze, Xie Xin grasped Li Feng's still-erect penis in her hand, and after a few simple up-and-down strokes, Xie Xin, half-sitting up, brought her slightly open mouth close to the erect penis.

Her tentative little tongue cautiously licked the large penis before withdrawing, her brow furrowing slightly, and she smacked her lips almost imperceptibly. Perhaps it wasn't as unbearable as she had imagined. Xie Xin then slowly licked the large glans of the penis with her little tongue. The

fully erect penis caused the foreskin, which usually partially covered the glans, to retract completely. Thus, the enormous glans was exposed, its perfect form displayed without any concealment.

The rim near the urethral opening was a deep purple, gradually fading as it was often tucked under the foreskin. By the time it reached the glans's fimbriae, the deep purple had completely disappeared, leaving only a faint hint of purple against the pinkish flesh. The

massive fimbriae of the glans were fully open, and after Xie Xin's moist tongue had smeared saliva on them, the entire glans glistened oily in the morning sunlight.

The foreskin, rolled back, was mostly a tender pink, only turning a pinkish-purple where it connected to the dark purple, almost blackish, shaft.

The entire shaft was a purplish-black, and Xie Xin's hands, gripping it alternately like basketballs, had extended it considerably. Long and thick—that was the first impression of this purplish-black shaft, creating a striking visual impact.

The monstrous penis, swaying slightly in Xie Xin's hand, seemed poised to roar with domineering power. Smeared with Xie Xin's saliva and glistening in the morning sunlight, it appeared almost alive, as if imbued with life. The throbbing

, menacing penis, with its powerful thrusts and surging force, captivated the two women's eyes and shook their hearts.

Xie Xin was mesmerized. She, who had just been licking the glans with her small tongue, slowly opened her mouth and gradually took the enormous glans inside.

Xie Xin was the kind of sexy woman, and women of this type typically have large, more sensual mouths than most. Her large, sensual mouth fully engulfed the glans, but regardless of the size of the glans or the length of the penis, even with Xie Xin's unusually large mouth, after swallowing the entire glans for the first time, she could go no further.

Xie Xin learned from various sources, such as whispered conversations between women, that when swallowing a man's penis, one should avoid scraping it with their teeth. So, after swallowing Li Feng's large glans, Xie Xin tried her best to suck on it like an ice cream cone.

Li Feng tensed up when Xie Xin's hand grasped his penis. Although he had heard every whispered conversation between the two women, his feelings were still complex. Yes, some things can't be let go of so easily; they require time to fully process.

However, Xie Xin's actions didn't give him time to process these complexities, because her increasingly clumsy movements made it difficult for Li Feng to control himself. This control wasn't about controlling his thoughts, but about the sudden surge of lust within him. Tie

Yi was also experiencing a similar psychological and physical turmoil caused by Xie Xin's actions. Two years ago, her husband officially went through divorce proceedings with her. The reason was simply that her husband, who also worked at No. 33 Middle School, was very ambitious. When No. 33 Middle School began to decline, her husband was one of the first staff members transferred out.

Tie Yi didn't transfer with her husband because she felt attached to the school. Although her husband, who transferred to No. 3 Middle School, only worked less than 20 kilometers from home, the couple had to begin a semi-separate life, seeing each other only two days a week.

Less than a year later, it was said that the sister-in-law of the city's secretary-general and Tie Yi's husband had fallen in love. After not coming home for a while, her husband called several times, wanting to talk to Tie Yi. The conversation proceeded somewhat tactfully, but Tie Yi still completely understood what her husband, whose gaze was evasive, was trying to convey.

Tie Yi was decisive by nature, and even in her heartbreaking state, she remained decisive. Within a week, she and her husband had finalized their divorce.

Tie Yi and her husband had been married for over ten years. During the better part of their marriage, her husband, who enjoyed making their intimacy more exciting, would sometimes download and secretly acquire CDs on his computer.

Tie Yi wasn't a pretentious person; she also liked to add some color to her life. While she didn't necessarily copy everything her husband brought, she was very willing to cooperate with his enthusiastic pursuits in many ways.

What wasn't entirely to her liking was that her enthusiastic husband's stamina was slightly lacking, and his sexual ability, at its best, lasted more than fifteen minutes. The cooperation was meant to enhance the experience, so even though her husband often only progressed halfway through with Tie Yi's help, he would be drenched in sweat and need to recuperate.

There was a slight sense of disappointment, but each time her husband was drowsy, Tie Yi would tenderly nestle against his sweaty chest and slowly fall asleep an hour or two later.

Tie Yi didn't know the state of Xie Xin and Li Feng last night, but she clearly and uncontrollably remembered everything that happened.

She clearly remembered that when they had drunk half of the last bottle of wine, Xie Xin, sitting next to Li Feng, half-reclined and half-leaned into Li Feng's arms, her eyes glazed with intoxication.

Soon, the two of them, leaning against each other, began feeding each other wine mouth-to-mouth, kissing and caressing each other intimately.

The wine had a medicinal aroma with a hint of sweetness, yet this delicious wine seemed to possess a hidden heat. Soon, the heat emanating from the wine in his stomach prompted him to remove his outer clothing. Xie Xin, who seemed even hotter than him, had practically ripped off her clothes, leaving her only in her underwear, and then began to pull at Li Feng's clothes.

Li Feng's shirt and pants were thrown aside, and as Xie Xin pulled at his underwear, he practically tore at Xie Xin's as well.

The two pairs of underwear, almost simultaneously, flew through the air, one high and one low. The one flying high remained suspended in the air, while the one spinning low landed first on the disheveled table. Just as he reached out to remove the underwear from the table, the one flying through the air ended its journey and slapped him in the face.

Pulling the underwear off his face, Tie Yi stared wide-eyed at what astonishing sight!

Xie Xin, half-reclining on the sofa, had her legs spread wide by her hands, revealing her pubic hair. Li Feng, squatting down, was about to lick her vulva, which was parted by her wide-open legs.

The sounds of Li Feng licking the fluids flowing from Xie Xin's vulva filled the air, and before her eyes, Xie Xin, her eyes half-closed, writhed in soft moans.

Suddenly, the heat from the alcohol in her stomach ignited within Tie Yi as she witnessed this scene. This overwhelming heat initially caused a temporary mental blank, followed by a surge of physical agitation that propelled her forward, even as her mind temporarily lost control. The

temporary mental blank quickly passed, but when Tie Yi regained her senses, she found herself entangled with Xie Xin and Li Feng.

Xie Xin's legs were already draped over Li Feng's shoulders, and Li Feng's penis was now fully inserted into her vagina. Her shirt had been ripped off, and her pants were pulled down to her knees. Xie Xin screamed even louder, twisting her body rapidly while grabbing and kneading her breasts with both hands.

Li Feng, with one hand guiding his penis into Xie Xin's vagina, was busy with his own lowered crotch. His thumb pressed against his clitoris, while his index and middle fingers were inserted into his vagina, moving in and out rhythmically with his penis thrusting into Xie Xin. Was it

just a brief moment of loss of control? But why was he like this when he regained his senses? Just as Tie Yi was about to struggle in extreme fear, he was held tightly by Xie Xin, who screamed loudly.

Xie Xin was trembling, but the more she trembled, the tighter she clung to Tie Yi. As Xie Xin's trembling gradually subsided, Tie Yi, held tightly in

her arms, felt as if she were suffocating. Tie Yi, who was gasping for breath, loosened her grip and had no time to react, was pressed down from behind by a large hand. Then, as her legs were spread apart, a burning sensation spread through her vagina.

Her body stiffened abruptly, then went limp. As Li Feng thrust forcefully into Tie Yi from behind, Xie Xin embraced Tie Yi from below, rubbing her breasts against Tie Yi's, and kissing Tie Yi's small mouth passionately with her large, sensual lips.

Her consciousness began to blur slightly, but the tingling, throbbing sensation of her breasts pressed against Xie Xin's remained vivid. The burning pain in her vagina, penetrated by the enormous penis, had subsided with the rapid thrusting of the shaft; instead, an unprecedented fullness and an indescribable sensation spread rapidly through her body.

The depths of her vagina, places never before touched by her husband's penis, were now being penetrated; her uterus, never before touched by the glans, was now being relentlessly pursued by a massive glans.

Like Xie Xin before, Tie Yi groaned as she writhed. She began to kiss Xie Xin back, frantically shoving her wild, uncontrollable tongue into Xie Xin's sensual mouth. She writhed, thrusting her hips back, actively seeking the penetrating glans with her uterus.

Ah—Tie Yi screamed sharply as she passionately kissed Xie Xin! Li Feng's enormous glans penetrated her uterus deeply, leaving no gap.

Tie Yi went completely limp, even her moans were involuntary. Li Feng lifted her legs from behind, and she nestled in Xie Xin's arms, her uterus being repeatedly penetrated by his enormous glans. She snapped out of her daze. Xie Xin,

unaware of anything, was now riding on Li Feng, her vagina enveloping his penis. She was being held in Li Feng's arms, kissing her lips, and caressing her breasts. Last night, Xie Xin had been wild

, but she was also very easily aroused, and now she was even more so. Her lips had just begun to feel the sensation from Li Feng's kiss, her breasts had just swelled, and her vagina had just become wet when Xie Xin, riding Li Feng's penis, collapsed onto him.

Xie Xin was pulled to the side, and Li Feng positioned her in a doggy-style position, guiding his penis as it slowly entered her vagina. This position, which makes women feel shy but excites men, was something her ex-husbands had tried and failed at every time. But now, she was being vigorously fucked from behind by a huge penis, the penis thrusting into her uterus like a whip, driving her to crawl all over the bed.

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Chapter 2: Wrong, or not? (1)

Xin'er, who was watching the commotion from the side, screamed and begged for mercy as Li Feng caught her. However, Li Feng, who was very fond of her, did the same thing for her as yesterday morning.

He used his tongue to soothe her burning flower chamber and his saliva to reduce the swelling of her petals. Xin'er, just like yesterday morning, grabbed and rubbed Li Feng's hair with her hands, humming softly and twisting slightly. With

Xin'er on his left and Tie Yi on his right, Teacher Li asked them a question: Do you regret it?

Xin'er squeezed into Li Feng's arms and said without thinking that she would not regret it. Tie Yi's hand caressed his chest. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Things are already like this, and I'm practically an old woman now. I have no regrets."

At seven o'clock in the morning, Teacher Li arrived at school on time. She first checked on the students in the senior and junior high classes during their morning self-study sessions, then left the teaching building and headed towards the school cafeteria.

The staff cafeteria and the student cafeteria had been merged almost a year ago. Although the school's budget was very tight, Principal Li, who was willing to invest heavily in the cafeteria, along with the logistics director, had managed it exceptionally well. This was one of the highlights of the 33rd Middle School since Principal Li took office.

When Principal Li first took over the school, both the staff and student canteens were practically useless, as the number of people eating there could be counted on one hand on quieter days.

When Principal Li arrived, the Municipal Education Commission allocated 700,000 yuan. He used a quarter of it to pay the school's water and electricity bills for the month, and then coordinated with the power and water companies multiple times to restore the water and electricity supply. The school would then pay off the outstanding water and electricity bills in installments.

Another quarter of the allocated funds was used to pay half of the two and a half years' worth of unpaid salaries to the staff and to pay for their medical insurance.

After various expenses, less than 100,000 yuan remained. He kept 30,000 yuan as contingency funds and invested the rest in the newly merged school canteen.

Having worked at a military district primary school for fifteen years and served as principal for thirteen, Principal Li had never been involved in the school's financial affairs. The funds allocated to him by the Municipal Education Commission were supposed to cover three months' worth of school expenses, but Principal Li managed to save 30,000 yuan in less than a month.

Normally, 30,000 yuan would be almost gone by the time the school finishes its budget from Monday to Wednesday evening. However, Principal Li managed to survive on 30,000 yuan for almost two weeks.

Just when things seemed hopeless, someone came to the rescue with a grain bin.

It was the Third Vocational School of the North District, located back-to-back with the No. 33 Middle School. Having lost its students and teachers, it had been merged into the No. 33 Middle School.

The vocational school was now left with only two classes. One was an auto repair class, graduating in half a semester; the other was a fashion design and tailoring class. Although classes had stopped, the roster showed 41 students enrolled.

The auto repair class was about to graduate, and those already on internships were just waiting to receive their diplomas, so the No. 33 Middle School only needed to nominally manage them for a short period.

The problem lies with the fashion design class that enrolled last year but subsequently disbanded. The Beicheng Education Bureau ordered No. 33 Middle School to bring back these lost students and reintegrate them into the same grade level at No. 33 Middle School.

Currently, the vocational school has three available staff members: Wang Caini, the homeroom teacher of the fashion design class who now sells clothes at the Beicheng City Plaza; a security guard; and Xue Ming, a staff member in the school's logistics department.

Wang Caini told Principal Li that she would contact her students the next day and left in a hurry. Xue Ming then told Principal Li something.

He said that the vocational school's grounds were vacant, but a driving school wanted to use them as a practice area, and they were offering to pay for it. They weren't asking for money; they were offering it to him! Having already acquired ownership of the vocational school, Principal Li immediately approved the plan. That afternoon, he received three months' rent in advance from the driving school.

Better things followed. The city square where Wang Caini sold clothes was a large supermarket, and they, needing to rent temporary storage, had their eyes on the vocational school's classrooms. They rented all eight rows of single-story classrooms at the vocational school, and even gave Principal Li a three-month deposit.

Backed by the 33rd Middle School, the vocational school faced the relatively bustling Industrial Road in the northern part of the city. Inspired by the rental opportunity, Principal Li used a portion of the rent he received to convert the vocational school's original street-facing offices into commercial spaces, which he then rented out.

These three rental payments not only solved Principal Li's immediate financial crisis but also allowed his school to have a surplus after settling its monthly expenses. A portion of the surplus was used to pay off the owed teachers' salaries, and other debts began to be gradually paid off.

While renovating the vocational school's offices, Principal Li, Wang Caini, and Xie Xin (who taught the fewest classes at the 33rd Middle School, as she was a physical education teacher) also contacted all the students from the original clothing class they could.

After much effort, 17 out of the original 41 students joined the first-year high school class at No. 33 Middle School (their foundation was weak, so it was already quite an achievement for them to keep up). Of these 17, eight were members of the modeling team from the original fashion design class.

The modeling team was gone, but when these tall girls stood before Xie Xin, her eyes lit up. Yes, if they weren't models, couldn't they play basketball with their height?

The modeling team members were personally recruited by Wang Caini when she was working at the vocational school; her beloved students had almost been ruined by her! This was Wang Caini's biggest worry before this! Therefore, she kept all the information and contact details of the original students, still holding onto a sliver of hope that one day she would find these children and bring them back into the classroom.

Hearing that the children could return to class, even if not to their original classes, Wang Caini was still incredibly excited. She resigned from her position as the head of the fashion design department at the student activity center, just to find her former students and let them walk into the new classroom with her.

The 33rd Middle School used to have a girls' basketball team, but after several years of losses, only five players remained from the junior high school group who were selected as substitutes. They were Zhang Nan, Lü Na, Zhou Tingting, Zhang Shuhui, and Yu Lian.

The biennial Jiangzhong City Middle School Basketball Tournament was an unattainable peak for the former 33rd Middle School girls' basketball team. However, after several girls from the former vocational high school model team were selected by Xie Xin, some hope emerged, albeit only in the top eight.

Sui Yuanyuan, Wang Yanan, Hui Min, Li Fanghua, Tian Tian, and Guo Shuwen stood on the 33rd Middle School girls' basketball training court for the first time, starting their first training camp with the original team members.

The skill gap between the players was significant, and they were very unfamiliar with each other, so head coach Xie Xin divided them into two groups for training. One group consisted of players with solid fundamentals, good shooting touch, skillful dribbling, and who had played together for a long time.

The other group focused on practicing fundamentals, shooting, dribbling, and passing. However, it would be exhausting for Coach Xie to train both groups alone. So, Coach Xie approached Principal Li with a try-it-and-see attitude.

Principal Li valued both academic instruction and extracurricular activities. He was generally supportive of Coach Xie's suggestion, but the school was currently short-staffed; the teachers who could teach were essentially doing the work of three. Finding a suitable person to assist Coach Xie was proving difficult.

After much deliberation, Principal Li, who was also a seventh-grade homeroom teacher and a tenth-grade Chinese teacher, volunteered to the expectant Coach Xie. He had only hoped

to find someone to lend a hand, but unexpectedly, he had brought in the school's top leader! Coach Xie, unsure whether to laugh or cry, reluctantly accepted Principal Li's recommendation.

The school team's training was conducted while ensuring students' core academic studies were maintained; therefore, although Coach Xie was teaching two classes, Principal Li still had some time to assist him.

The principal arrived, but Xie Xin had no idea how much Principal Li, who was there to help her, knew about basketball. Or perhaps this self-recommended principal wanted her to come and instruct him first?

Feeling uneasy but too embarrassed to test the principal's basketball skills, Coach Xie arranged a simple physical training exercise.

Three sets of physical training were done by the principal's assistant coach along with the team members, and he could also guide and correct those who did not do it well. Seeing this, Coach Xie decided that the next set of training would be exercises to stretch the body's ligaments. Chapter 2

: If you make a mistake, will you correct it? (2)

Leg press, then stretch the lumbar ligaments. Principal Li and all the team members did it just as well. After stretching the abdominal muscles and doing calf strength exercises, the order was a bit out of order and turned into a split, and it was a very difficult one-line split. The requirement was to hold it for more than three minutes. If you could not do it, the time would be doubled.

While all the female team members, including those selected from the modeling team, were struggling to maintain their splits, Principal Li held the position perfectly for three minutes. After the girls who had completed the splits with Principal Li stood up, Principal Li went to instruct those still holding on.

For sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls, the splits were indeed challenging, but with proper flexibility training, they could achieve them with a little effort.

He had the remaining girls switch to the full splits, then went behind the girl with the worst posture, lifted her shoulders, and pressed his knee into her waist, slowly but irresistibly lowering her.

The girl let out a short cry, and Principal Li had her firmly planted in a perfect full split. After three minutes, Principal Li released her and went to the other girls, repeating the movements.

Even the most difficult split was completed perfectly under Principal Li's guidance. The girls whose ligaments had been stretched felt only slight pain and were hesitant to put too much force on their legs; otherwise, they experienced little discomfort.

The other girls were called over by Xie Xin to practice running hoops. Since the girls who had just stretched weren't suited for strenuous exercise, Principal Li led them to practice spot shooting under the opposite basketball hoop.

Four of the six girls were from a modeling team. Because of their height, these girls had all played basketball in junior high; what they lacked now was refinement of certain movement details.

After picking up the basketball and practicing shooting from several different angles, Principal Li, standing at the free-throw line, began demonstrating shooting techniques.

His ball-handling posture was professional: wrist snap, finger flick, the basketball spinning high before swishing through the net. After explaining each movement detail, the six girls took turns standing at the free-throw line.

Everyone has their own habitual movements, and even if such movements hinder her shooting, it's difficult for her to change them. Principal Li didn't insist that she change her habitual movements; he used a more effortless method: to improve the hindering habitual movements so that they no longer affect her shooting improvement.

After teaching a Chinese class to the first-year high school class and then visiting the ninth-grade class he was teaching, Principal Li saw Coach Xie gathering her players on the court. After changing his clothes in his office, he went to the training field.

Yesterday, Principal Li held a short meeting with all the school's administrative staff. At the meeting, he announced the following: the school's finances and logistics would be fully managed by the soon-to-retire vice-principal; administrative affairs and the school's moral education would be handled by Party Secretary Tian Rong, who joined the school a month later than Principal Li; the teaching work of the high school would be mainly managed by Vice-Principal and Director of Academic Affairs Tie Yi, and the teaching work of the junior high school would be mainly managed by the Deputy Director of Academic Affairs.

Principal Li himself is also serving as the acting Chinese language teacher for the first-year high school class and the homeroom teacher for the third-year junior high school class. While coordinating the overall work of the school, he

also assists Xie Xin, the school's women's basketball coach, in managing the training of the women's team. Principal Li is a diligent and down-to-earth principal. Whether it's the current management staff or teachers, they all retain an affection for the school and see hope for the school to overcome its difficulties through Principal Li's efforts during this period. Although the school still has various problems, seeing hope, the staff are already consciously working hard to do their jobs well. What

impressed me most here was Party Secretary Tian Rong. Have you ever seen a school's Party Secretary who isn't concurrently the principal? Even in schools with full-time Party Secretaries, which one has been given such comprehensive responsibilities? It's true that a Party Secretary is responsible for Party building and moral education, but to be fully responsible for the administrative work of a school—this might have happened twenty years ago, but it has disappeared in the 20th century.

Tian Rong was somewhat unsure about the principal's arrangement, so after the principal repeatedly assured her that she would handle the specific tasks herself and only need to hold a meeting if necessary, she first presented her opinions on some tasks at the school's regular meeting and then sought the principal's opinion. The principal simply took out a notebook, wrote down these matters, offered a few supplementary suggestions, and handled the rest according to Tian Rong's instructions.

After several tests, Tian Rong, who had been sidelined from the city's key No. 3 Middle School due to power distribution issues, and was now at No. 33 Middle School, threw herself wholeheartedly into her new job, even while harboring some misunderstanding about her new partner, the principal.

Indeed, she had to produce something tangible, not to mention the trust others placed in her (although such trust would need to be proven in the future), just to demonstrate her abilities was essential! Otherwise, she would be a laughingstock among the people at No. 3 Middle School and be considered incompetent by the people at No. 33 Middle School!

Thirty-two-year-old Tian Rong worked very diligently. This woman, who had a wide network of connections in Jiangzhong City's education sector, truly relieved Principal Li of a considerable amount of workload when she worked seriously.

Principal Li earned Coach Xie Xin's approval in both physical fitness and basic basketball skills. Therefore, Coach Xie Xin focused on training the starting players, while Principal Li oversaw the basic training of the substitutes and also served as the temporary team doctor for the girls' team (primarily knowing a little about relaxation and massage, Principal Li could handle minor injuries and pains during training). Sui Yuanyuan, at 1.83 meters tall, was the tallest player on the girls' team, but her slender build forced her to become a substitute. When a player squeezed past her, she not only couldn't stop them but often fell herself.

She suffered the most minor injuries and pains, and was also the most humiliated among the team members. Despite being the tallest player on the team and having the most accurate shot when not in contact, during scrimmage training, as the center, she was constantly pushed around by defenders on offense, unable to even enter the paint. On defense, she was either pushed off the baseline or fell to the ground.

Occasionally, she would get a rebound, but that was by chance; a few shots were only taken after the game was already decided, when the defenders would let her, who had fought all game, find her shooting touch.

Yuanyuan is strong-willed, extremely strong-willed. Even when she's silently shedding tears, she perseveres.

Principal Li takes the lead in training the substitute players, especially with her.

Yuanyuan has the height, accurate shooting, good ball-handling skills, and decent coordination. Her only weakness is insufficient stamina; her slender build and weak lower body make it difficult for her to compete with defenders.

Increasing her stamina and strengthening her lower body are crucial for Yuanyuan's continued presence on the team. However, Yuanyuan's previous position as the head leader of the vocational school's modeling team was due to her exceptionally model-like physique.

Principal Li, who naturally values preserving beauty, wouldn't allow such a near-perfect figure to have its coordination completely disrupted on the basketball court.

Increasing leg strength doesn't necessarily mean turning long, slender legs into elephant-like, thick ones, nor does increasing physical strength require the weight of a hippopotamus. Therefore, Principal Li tailored a training plan for Yuanyuan that suited his own aesthetic preferences.

However, regardless of the training method, increasing absolute physical strength is the prerequisite. Yuanyuan began the arduous strength training program devised by Principal Li, which involved Principal Li, who was eight centimeters taller than her, carrying her off the training field every day after practice.

While Yuanyuan did physical and strength training, Principal Li had the other substitute players focus on defensive drills while maintaining their basic skills training. This included

one-on-one defense, two-on-one help defense, zone defense, extended man-to-man defense, full-court press defense, and various transitions between defenses and positional changes between players. After each training session, not only Yuanyuan, who was the first to be carried off the field by Principal Li, but also all the other girls, except for one or two with good stamina, were carried off by him.

High-intensity training necessitates relaxation massages for highly tense and fatigued muscles. Principal Li's wife, Wei Hong, came from a family with a long tradition of treating sprains and bruises, making her the village's barefoot doctor. She also passed on her family's medical skills to Li Feng without reservation.

Li Feng, besides using what Wei Hong taught him when he was in Liumian Township, after returning to the city, even during his leisure time in the adult education office, picked up modern sports medicine, understood most of it, and the thing he did most was to practice what he learned on Fei'er.

Now, more than a dozen girls and their coach have become the objects of Principal Li's practice of what he has learned.

Chapter 2: Wrong or not (3)

The combination of modern sports medicine and traditional techniques provides a guarantee for the girls' effective recovery after enduring high-intensity training. After seeing that his worries were relieved, Coach Xie readily increased the training volume of the main team members to near the limit.

However, Principal Li's time is limited, after all, there is a lot of work waiting for him at the school. Therefore, Principal Li taught each team member some commonly used recovery techniques by hand, so that the recovery and relaxation of all team members can be guaranteed after each training session.

Originally, the team members had all learned how to relax and recover with each other, and Principal Li should have been able to relax. Interestingly, whenever Principal Li was still on the training field after training, the girls, including their coaches, would tacitly calculate the time and then, in groups of three or five, lie on the mats, specifically requesting Principal Li to give them a relaxing massage.

All the girls, including Coach Xie who joined later, loved having Principal Li massage them. In their words, it was his warm, iron-like palms; even without applying pressure, just a gentle stroking of his warm hands over their tired, sore muscles would quickly relieve the fatigue and pain.

Therefore, whenever Principal Li was there after training, he would silently line up the team members and coaches in his mind, making sure he was the one to demonstrate the warmth of his hands.

Usually, Principal Li would only give the team members or coaches a relaxing massage on the back; the girls would massage each other's front sides. And the girls and their coaches all agreed on this. The reason was simple: during relaxation exercises, the girls weren't wearing many clothes, and the sight of a grown man's warm hands touching their skin made them inexplicably uncomfortable, and they all instinctively avoided the contact. However,

things always change. One day, Yu Lian's minor knee injury brought a different perspective to the school's girls' training.

It was the second day after Yu Lian's injury, and to facilitate her examination and treatment, Principal Li carried her injured leg on his own. This was understandable; Principal Li was different from the other assistant coaches—he did the same amount of exercise as the players. Although the girls' exercise wasn't strenuous, it was still tiring for Principal Li, who was over forty and hadn't engaged in high-intensity exercise for many years.

Sitting on the mat with Yu Lian, while she examined and treated him, Principal Li also stretched out his legs to relax himself.

Knee injuries, especially those caused by bumps or impacts without bone damage, are relatively easy to treat. However, Yu Lian had a hamstring strain above her knee, so the treatment was somewhat painful.

Simply put, Principal Li applied pressure to Yu Lian's injured area, and the pain caused her injured leg, which was resting on Principal Li's leg, to reflexively extend forward. This seemingly ordinary treatment took an unexpected turn.

The girl's bare feet touched Principal Li's lower abdomen. Concentrated on treating the girl, Principal Li didn't notice this and continued with his work as usual.

The slight rise and fall of a man's abdominal muscles, driven by his long, deep breaths, rhythmically and elastically transmitted this dynamic feeling perfectly to Yu Lian's heart through her bare feet.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls often experience a strong curiosity and restlessness towards the opposite sex. If such feelings existed in other girls, they might rationally control them within manageable limits.

However, this feeling unexpectedly surfaced in Yu Lian today. And coincidentally, Yu Lian was the kind of girl who, even knowing she'd be driven mad by curiosity, still felt compelled to try. Therefore, her suppressed curiosity transformed into restlessness. Her

loose-fitting shirt, not tucked into her athletic shorts, allowed Yu Lian's toes to easily spread apart, touching the man's taut abdominal muscles without any obstruction.

Principal Li, not particularly tall at 1.74 meters, wasn't very noticeable, but a certain part of his body, even when resting, was over twelve centimeters long.

Normally, as long as this part wasn't throbbing, Principal Li didn't give it special attention. But now, he was training with a group of girls, and even though it was covered by the loose athletic shorts, it might still unsightly sway at some point. So, Principal Li wore slightly tighter underwear under his athletic shorts, keeping it fixed along his lower abdomen.

If Yu Lian had simply used a few toes to curiously touch Principal Li's abs as she had at the beginning, it wouldn't have been a problem. However, Yu Lian was deeply attracted by the tension of the abs she felt for the first time, and never suppressing her desire for what attracted her, she subtly rubbed her body against it little by little.

Yu Lian's entire foot completely covered the taut abs, but at this moment she could clearly feel something cylindrical under most of her foot.

Even more surprising, even more curious, in the alternation of surprise and curiosity, a restless feeling like waves caused Yu Lian's foot to press lightly against that cylinder, slowly moving it.

Principal Li noticed the little girl's mischief and trickery but didn't expose her. After all, if such a thing were pointed out, the little girl's tender face would have nowhere to hide.

However, Principal Li's current sitting posture prevented him from subtly avoiding the little girl's curious feet. So, while speeding up the treatment, Principal Li also wondered if he should have some guidance for these teenage girls.

Opportunity is equal for everyone. Since you didn't react appropriately in the first instance, the fleeting opportunity went to someone else—a little girl whose curiosity was growing increasingly bold.

Missing the opportunity wasn't the end of the world; it wasn't something that would kill someone just because it happened a little earlier or later. But it depends on how you look at it. Take Principal Li, for example. He's the kind of person who gets easily frustrated, and these days, Fei'er has been teasing him so much that if something gets on fire, it's on the verge of exploding.

Look, the moment Yu Lian's foot moved, it surged with a huge 90-degree upward curve.

It bulged—not a stock! It surged (fourth tone), not (third tone).

The soaring positive line made Yu Lian's body go limp, and the soaring positive line made Principal Li's whole body stiffen! Softened, stiffened, they were just rooted to the spot. It wasn't that the two rooted figures didn't want to move, how could they move?

Oh dear—I'm exhausted! A group of girls suddenly collapsed onto the mats. In a

panic, Principal Li, still a little stiff, half-rolled over, crawling to his feet. Yu Lian covered her flushed face with her hands and sat motionless on the mat.

Fortunately, the others, exhausted from training, didn't notice how magnificent and spectacular the soaring positive line in the stock market had been.

A few days later, having recovered his composure from the soaring positive line, Principal Li wanted to talk to Yu Lian about youth when no one was around.

However, after the conversation, Principal Li also learned that the understanding of youth among today's young women far surpasses the understanding of people of his generation at the same time.

Not only did the sharp-tongued Yu Lian give her a good lecture, but the girl, turning the tables, also shifted all the blame for the stock market surge onto Principal Li.

Yes, it's your own fault for not managing your own affairs properly!

Yu Lian was the biggest beneficiary of the stock market surge because she used the threat: "If you don't do this or that, I'll expose the stock market surge! If you do that or that, I'll reveal all the inside stories of the stock market surge..."

She lost, utterly defeated by these forward-thinking girls.

Yu Lian was the instigator; she didn't reveal the inside story of the stock market surge, nor did she make things difficult for Principal Li, the loser who had signed a humiliating treaty. She intentionally or unintentionally diverted the other girls' attention to Principal Li's potentially soaring stocks! What was originally a back massage, under Yu Lian's slightly threatening gaze, gradually became a full-body massage.

Although Principal Li still had more say in training and the girls' studies, in private he had degenerated into Teacher Li and Old Li.

Chapter 2: Wrong, or not? (4)

"Old Li, Lao Luo from the Municipal Education Commission's Department of Culture and Sports just called to inform us that our school's girls' basketball team should continue training to prepare for representing our city in the provincial middle school basketball competition."

Tian Rong greeted Li Feng, who had just returned from class, in the corridor of the office .

"Really? Did he say when the provincial competition would be held?"

Li Feng asked with some surprise as he entered Tian Rong's office.

"Lao Luo didn't say, but he said that the city attaches great importance to this provincial middle school basketball competition. This afternoon, he and the people from the Education Commission will accompany the city leaders to inspect our school, and we should prepare for their reception."

Tian Rong replied, and then mentioned a new situation.

City leaders are coming to inspect? Li Feng, lost in thought, didn't immediately respond to Tian Rong's words. After a moment, a half-smile appeared on his face as he looked up at her.

"Old Li, you mean..."

Tian Rong's words trailed off as she seemed to suddenly understand something, and a half-smile returned to her face.

Li Feng's half-smile indicated a certain way of receiving the city leaders who had suddenly visited the school, while Tian Rong's half-smile reflected her understanding of Li Feng's intention and her strong agreement. They understood each other

implicitly; no words were needed. After half a year of working together, a tacit understanding had quietly developed between Li Feng and Tian Rong.

"Xiao Liu, go and call Principal Xu and Director Zou, tell them to go to the small conference room for a meeting later,"

Li Feng said, stopping the senior high school English teacher who was passing by Tian Rong's office.

"Principal Xu is in her office, but I just saw Director Zou go to the school cafeteria. Should I go and call her?"

Teacher Liu, who had been stopped by Li Feng, replied after hearing his words.

"Director Zou, you don't need to call her. There's a phone at the cafeteria; you can just inform Principal Xu."

After telling Liu, Tian Rong had already notified Director Zou by phone. Li Feng and Tian Rong then walked together towards the small meeting room at the end of the corridor.

The small meeting room was right next to Li Feng's office. He also called Tie Yi, who was in his office, and opened the door to the small meeting room.

The school's situation is what it is, so when receiving city leaders, we should showcase our school's image, but not deliberately do anything special. In short, be realistic.

Being realistic means, while reasonably considering the face of all parties, appropriately acknowledging the school's poverty.

Indeed, it's not easy for a great figure to come; if we don't ask this passing great figure to leave some mark, wouldn't we be begging for food with a golden bowl in hand?

There was no elaborate welcome ceremony arranged by the students. Principal Li stood behind Secretary Tian, along with all the faculty and staff who didn't have classes that afternoon, to greet the city leaders who came to inspect the city at the school gate.

Fang Jing, a former basketball player and former director of the Provincial Sports Commission, had just become the vice mayor of Jiangzhong City this year, in charge of the city's culture, education, and sports. As the capital city of a province known nationwide for its sports, Jiangzhong City is renowned for cultivating numerous reserve talents for the country's sports

. Although basketball wasn't Jiangzhong City's traditional strength, the establishment of the Tiancheng Women's Basketball Club, which participated in the National Women's Basketball League and achieved third place, sparked a basketball craze in Jiangzhong.

As a former member of the national women's basketball team, Fang Jing was very interested in basketball, especially women's basketball. So when the Municipal Education Commission invited her to watch the city's middle school basketball game, she happily agreed and watched almost the entire game.

From the introduction by the Municipal Education Commission, she learned about several traditionally strong basketball teams in the city's middle schools. During a quarter-final match of this competition, Director Wang of the Municipal Education Commission, who was accompanying Fang Jing, expressed incredible surprise, drawing her attention to one of the participating teams.

This was a team without uniforms, yet no matter how close

the game became, all the players wore smiles. These smiles weren't limited to moments of victory or defeat; they persisted even when they were behind and facing difficulties. They were incredibly engaged in the game, paying close attention to its progress and outcome. Behind all this, these beautiful young women had learned to enjoy the game and the joy it brought.

Who had led such a team? Intrigued, Fang Jing began to focus on the team's soul. A familiar face appeared, and after asking her companion, she exclaimed inwardly, "Oh, it's her!" Fang Jing paid even closer attention to this team until they finally stood on the highest podium.

Originally, Fang Jing was supposed to attend the final awards ceremony and catch up with some old acquaintances, but an emergency meeting at the city government prevented her from staying until the end.

She missed the awards ceremony, but she still wanted to see her acquaintances. The provincial middle school basketball tournament was about to begin, and as the vice mayor in charge of arts and sports, she could fulfill her wish to meet with familiar faces while also showing concern for the city's team. So, she had her secretary contact the Education Commission, and accompanied by staff, Fang Jing arrived at Jiangzhong City No. 33 Middle School at 3 PM on Monday.

The ringing of a cell phone came from behind Li Feng, who was waiting for city leaders. After a few quiet words, Xie Xin handed the phone to Li Feng.

"Dad, I just got back this morning."

A slightly puzzled Li Feng had just put the phone to his ear when a voice he knew by heart came through. He quickly covered the microphone with his hand and walked aside to listen with suppressed excitement.

Fei'er was there to interview the city leaders who were inspecting No. 33 Middle School. Missing her father-in-law, she had called him beforehand.

She told him she would wait for him at the dormitory after the interview and asked him to bring Xie Xin and Tie Yi along. Although Fei'er's words made Principal Li's heart race, he had no time to worry about it, as the inspection team's convoy had already arrived at the school gate.

The entire school was clean and tidy, students were attentively listening to lessons in the classrooms, and teachers were patiently and meticulously explaining things. No. 33 Middle School gave a very good first impression.

However, as time went on, everyone felt a mix of emotions.

The three-story office building was crammed with all the faculty and staff working and teaching on the same floor. The faculty and student dormitories were sealed off; male and female faculty and students were squeezed into single-story buildings. The large multimedia classrooms were in use, but the modern gymnasium was closed. It could be said that apart from the fully operational teaching buildings and normal teaching activities, only about a third of everything else in the school was in use.

The women's basketball team members were sweating profusely under the scorching summer sun, while not far from their open-air training ground was the fully equipped but closed gymnasium.

After standing in the blazing sun for half an hour, waiting for the team's break, Fang Jing, guided by Tian Rong, approached the coaches and players.

She shook hands with each player, greeted them warmly, and finally stood before Xie Xin, who had already slipped back to coach the women's team.

"Xiao Xie!"

Fang Jing called out affectionately, opening her arms to Xie Xin.

"Fang... Sister Fang!"

With a hint of surprise and hesitation, and a moment of confused thought, Xie Xin and Fang Jing embraced tightly with a final, joyful cry.

Yes, they were both national team women's basketball players back then. Although one was on the national team and the other on the national youth team, they trained together. The time spent training together, with one teaching by example and the other humbly learning, forged a deep bond between them.

Sadly, Xie Xin's injury forced her to leave the court prematurely amidst sighs of regret, also putting a comma on the friendship forged on the training field.

This reunion after so many years left the two former teammates deeply moved. After

having a typical dinner with the teachers and students in the school cafeteria, Vice Mayor Fang Jing and her entourage left in their car. Half an hour later, Principal Li, forcing himself to remain calm, walked with Xie Xin and Tie Yi towards his dormitory, not far from the 33rd Middle School.

Chapter Two: Wrong, or Not? (5)

Fei'er opened the door, but only saw Xie Xin and Tie Yi standing at the door. "Old Li said he went to buy some things and will be up soon."

Seeing Fei'er slightly stunned, Xie Xin first told her about Li Feng's whereabouts, and then introduced Tie Yi to Fei'er with some unease.

"This old thing! He's learned to be cunning! Wait a while..."

The father-in-law used a delaying tactic! Fei'er cursed him in her heart, greeted Tie Yi, and let her and Xie Xin in.

The awkwardness was felt by the three women sitting on the sofa in the living room. Since the incident that day, Li Feng and Xie Xin had given Fei'er detailed reports on the main events and details of the night. The two reporters were basically the same. The difference was that the usually honest father-in-law, under the blackmail and intimidation of his daughter-in-law, even confessed the details of the incident that continued the next morning, while Xie Xin, after denying everything, surrendered after Fei'er presented sufficient evidence provided by the father-in-law.

She told her father-in-law, "I'll deal with you when I get back, you shameless old woman!" She told Xie Xin, "I'll have to thank you properly when I get back! You little vixen!" Her father-

in-law probably wanted to be a sitting duck, letting Fei'er scald him with boiling water! But as they approached the dormitory entrance, his legs went weak and he felt guilty. He cleverly devised a delaying tactic, using the excuse of going

to buy something to push Xie Xin into the limelight. Logically, her father-in-law wanted to confront Fei'er directly, but having lived half his life, he knew that if he went up with Xie Xin and the others, the situation would become too tense, adding uncertainty to the resolution. Having the three women meet in his absence provided a significant buffer, allowing for more flexibility in resolving the matter.

Pushing Xie Xin forward to take the fall might seem unethical, but it was a good way to resolve the situation. While silently apologizing to Xie Xin, Li Feng wandered aimlessly around the small supermarket.

The increasingly wary supermarket clerks followed closely behind. After quickly selecting a pile of items from the shelves and paying, Principal Li hurriedly left the supermarket.

Indeed, every banknote he gave to the cashier was scrutinized from every angle and passed through the money detector four times, but with everyone here giving him those piercing stares, Principal Li's hasty departure was as fast as he could muster.

Reaching the foot of his dormitory building, still feeling somewhat uneasy, Principal Li stopped, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Three women make a drama, but without an opening act, the drama can't begin. If her father-in-law were here, Fei'er could easily grab his braid, throw him to the ground, and kick him in as the opening act of her drama. But her father-in-law, suddenly, had transformed from someone with the emotional intelligence of a simpleton into someone cunning. This unexpected turn of events rendered Fei'er's meticulously prepared script utterly useless! Although she cursed the old man repeatedly in her heart, saying he was becoming increasingly cunning, Fei'er genuinely couldn't figure out how to continue the revised script.

Xie Xin had only realized she'd been betrayed when she reached the foot of the bunker and was about to raise the explosives! Now, she had no choice but to go, so she shouted the same slogan as the deceived revolutionary predecessor who raised the explosives under the bridge in Siping (one shouting to the entire nation, the other shouting to herself): "Don't believe me..." and knocked on the dormitory door.

Coming with explosives meant she'd been betrayed and had no choice but to come, but once the door was blown open, she would delay as much as possible, and avoid stepping forward if possible! Seeing Fei'er's silence, Xie Xin was overjoyed and didn't want to say a word.

Tie Yi is a bit petite, but her personality really matches her name—Tie is straightforward, and Yi is spirited. So, she never lets herself suffer in silence, saying bluntly: "I really like men like Lao Li. He's divorced, and so am I, and we're a good age match. So, if Lao Li wanted me, I wouldn't object—of course, that's assuming Lao Li didn't have you two.

Now that Lao Li already has you two, and Lao Li and I only got together under those circumstances, my opinion is that if you two agree to me being with Lao Li, I have no objection and guarantee it won't affect your relationship with him! I'm this age; marriage has become less important. I just want someone to spend some time talking to me. If

you two don't agree to me being with Lao Li, I have no objection either, since what happened that day wasn't something Lao Li could control. So, it's up to you two. If you agree, I'll stay; if not, I'll leave. You two can explain it to Lao Li later."

Her decisive and bold demeanor was truly striking, even for a woman. To stay or not to stay? Faced with her resolute and boldness, Fei'er glanced at Xie Xin, who in turn glanced at Fei'er. Fei'er's eyes widened slightly, and Xie Xin smiled apologetically and playfully, her lips curving upwards in a conciliatory manner. Fei'er glared at Xie Xin again before looking at Tie Yi and saying, "Teacher Tie is older than both me and Xin'er, so we'll call you 'sister.' Sister, you won't disown us, will you?"

"Look at what Fei'er is saying! How could I disown you as my sister? Since you've called me 'sister,' then tell me, can I stay?"

Tie Yi didn't bother to understand the meaning behind Fei'er's use of "sister"; she directly acknowledged both as sisters before addressing the most practical question.

This was a straightforward and decisive personality, not an attempt to be aggressive. It's just that such a personality requires a short period of adjustment. So, Fei'er looked at Xin'er, and Xin'er looked at Fei'er again, both with a hint of helpless smiles in their eyes. Fei'er then looked at Tie Yi and said, "Sister, if you don't mind Xin'er and me staying, Xin'er and I have no objections. But even if we both agree, it's not enough; it depends on what Lao Li thinks. However, Xin'er and I will definitely persuade Lao Li. We can't let him miss out on such a good sister."

"Hey! Fei'er, you underestimate yourself! Do you know what Lao Li said about handling this matter? He said he listens to you and Xin'er in everything. As long as it's your opinion, he'll do whatever you say! Fei'er..."

Tie Yi spoke eloquently of his admiration for Fei'er. Yes, to have a man so obedient is truly admirable.

These words, however, reached Fei'er's ears, causing her to simultaneously echo the admiration of her newly acquainted "Iron Sister" while inwardly berating the old man: "This shameless old man! What do you mean by 'it's our opinion, you can do whatever you want'? You're not saying you can do whatever you want! If we agree, this petite and delicate woman won't have to lift a finger to get into your bed! If we don't agree, we'll be the villains breaking up this loving couple!

So, whether we agree or not, you're profiting from both sides! You cunning old bastard! Wait until you come back, then we'll discuss it properly, and you'll see what 'it's our opinion' means!"

After finishing a cigarette and calming himself down, Principal Li picked up the groceries he'd bought from the supermarket and started walking up to the dormitory.

A voice from inside said, "Is Old Li back?" and the door to Principal Li's dormitory opened. Xin'er met Li Feng's "good luck" look and ushered him into the house.

"Old Li's back? And you bought so much stuff! I'm a little hungry, and you must be hungry too. I'll go cook for you."

Fei'er said as she saw her father-in-law come in, taking the things from his hands as if she had no chance to ask.

Fei'er had only cooked for her father-in-law once since entering his house before squeezing into his bed. At such a crucial time, her father-in-law couldn't let his little darling Fei'er work any harder, so without giving her a chance, he picked up the things, greeted Tie Yi, and went into the kitchen.

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