[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves Red (Complete) - 34 (End)

Chapter 4: Privacy I Don't Want to Reveal (Part 9)

"Alright, I understand everything. Just make sure you can manage your time well from now on and don't let playing games interfere with your studies. It's getting late, go back to sleep."

His daughter, now grown up, and the girls who still seemed a bit like little girls, all possessed considerable independence. Since they said they could handle things, Old Li, who never held grudges, waved his hand, directing the girls who wanted to continue explaining to go back to sleep.

Watching the girls leave, Old Li saw that his daughter and the others were going upstairs, while Zhang Nan and Shu Wen seemed to want to return to the team's accommodation. Old Li called his daughter, Xiao Zhu, over and asked her to arrange accommodations for Zhang Nan and Shu Wen. Old Li then returned, closed the door, and went straight into the inner bedroom.

In the quiet bedroom, the sheets, still almost touching the floor, lay motionless. A slight smile played on Old Li's lips as he leaned down, lifted the sheet, and swiftly slipped under the bed. A

flash of light followed, then the lowered sheet created a dim, hazy atmosphere beneath. Snapping out of her initial surprise, Ya Rou looked through the blur at the man lying beneath her, just like her. She chuckled softly, then suddenly embraced the slightly breathless man beside her and kissed him passionately.

In the small, dimly lit space, a girl so fervently embraced him, kissing him passionately. After a brief moment of surprise and hesitation, Old Li, without a second thought, accepted the girl's passion, holding her tightly and falling into her embrace.

The girl's full, soft lips, seemingly exuding a slightly sweet fragrance in the cool air, and her over 1.9-meter-tall, firm, elastic, and voluptuous skin, combined with the girl's fiery passion, made Old Li, equally aroused, act without restraint. Her

thin, thigh-high nightgown, worn loosely by their kisses, had somehow been torn and crumpled, spilling onto her chest, exposing her large, firm breasts to the dim light. They were completely exposed, allowing Old Li's large hands to sometimes grasp and fondle most of one breast, sometimes gently touching and teasing the pert, date-like nipples.

The hem of her skirt bunched up on the girl's lower abdomen. After a long, suffocating, wet kiss, Old Li released the girl's lips and took one of her nipples into his mouth. His large hand then touched the skin of her thighs and buttocks, slowly and forcefully inserting itself between her legs, which were not covered by the skirt.

Her nipples, which were fuller and longer than those of an average girl, swelled sensitively in his mouth like a closed date, being licked and sucked by his tongue. The girl subconsciously clenched her legs slightly, then relaxed them, rubbing them together with a hint of unease. The strip of cloth, only two fingers wide, that passed through her crotch sprayed its warm, moist breath onto the palm covering her peach-like, swollen vulva.

One nipple was gently nibbled with his teeth, while the other nipple was so long that it could curl more than halfway onto a fingertip. His fingers, which had traced the entire shape of the girl's swollen vulva through the cloth strip multiple times, were suddenly pulled aside without hesitation. The girl's plump labia, already glistening with a few drops of vaginal fluid, seemed to suck at his fingertip, enveloping it. Her

slightly rapid breathing was interspersed with short, intermittent moans. Her legs, which had been rubbing back and forth restlessly, and her hands, which seemed to be pushing away or trying to grasp something into her body, suddenly stopped. At that moment, Old Li, having released his painfully erect penis from his pajama bottoms, moved the girl's body, turning her to lie on her side with her back to him.

Gently lifting the girl's thighs, Old Li, lying on his side behind her, used one hand to support himself and slowly rubbed his erect penis, which had just been released from his pajama bottoms, against the girl's rounded thighs, gently rubbing it against her moist labia.

The hardness, the power, and the irresistible heat of the friction against her labia caused the girl to tremble slightly. Without hesitation, she lowered her body slightly, her hand reaching from her lower abdomen to her groin to guide the shaft of the penis rubbing against her labia, allowing it to comfortably press against her slightly parted labia. With one rub

, the large head of the penis, pressed against her labia, completely spread her labia majora. With another rub, the head of the penis, now half-embedded in her labia majora, slowly and forcefully squeezed her labia minora, and also aggressively stimulated her extremely sensitive clitoris.

After one rub, the fingers guiding the penis tightened slightly towards the vulva. After another rub, the fingers tightened uncontrollably. When the foreskin was fully retracted, the enormous glans of the penis, after rubbing fiercely against the clitoris, was about to begin a new round of rubbing. The fingers guiding the tip of the penis, as the penis thrust forward, pressed tightly against the glans and pushed in—Ah~, a soft moan, the sound of the enormous glans penetrating the vagina, a sound from the depths of the girl's heart.

Oh~ The wet, warm, tight yet unobstructed sudden penetration swept over her, and as Old Li's hand, supporting the girl's half-raised thigh, tightened, an uncontrollable tremor of pleasure rolled from his throat.

He slowly slid his penis, which hadn't fully penetrated the girl's vagina due to their position, all the way in. Old Li's lower abdomen pressed tightly against the girl's large, full buttocks. Using his taut abdominal muscles, he savored the softness and elasticity of the girl's large buttocks for a while, then began to thrust slightly, making soft but pleasant, rhythmic slapping sounds as he entered and exited the girl's vagina.

"Shuwen, why isn't Dad in his room?"

Along with the soft footsteps came Zhang Nan's questioning voice.

"Hehe... Xiaonan, stop looking around! I think it's not just your good dad who can't fly, but also our 'Bear Girl' (a tall, full-figured and strong girl with some polar bear-like qualities, hence the nickname 'Bear Girl' among the team's sisters) that we didn't see earlier, I promise you'll see her soon."

With a light laugh, Shuwen's teasing voice also reached under the bed.

"Tch—Old Li is my good dad, so what! Don't forget, you call your good dad just as much as I do! I mean, Dad and..."

Zhang Nan didn't usually argue, but that didn't mean she couldn't. However, before she could even begin to say something, Shu Wen interrupted her, saying, "Alright, alright, your good dad really can't fly away! I'll go lock the door now. You just need to strip naked, then get your little mouth all wet and spread your legs on the bed. I guarantee, your good dad won't be on top of you for long before you're calling him 'good dad'!"

"You damn mosquito! You..."

Zhang Nan's angry and embarrassed voice, the sound of the outer door locking, and the sounds of two girls playfully teasing each other approaching...

Chapter 4: Unwanted Privacy (Part 9)

The two girls inside were laughing and joking in hushed tones, completely oblivious to the inappropriateness of their actions. Of the two people under the bed, Old Li had a thick skin and was usually immune to being slashed and pricked by swords and spears. But Ya Rou, who was usually generous and cheerful, was very uninhibited when facing Old Li, both on and off the bed.

Right now, let alone being intentionally or unintentionally trapped under the bed by her two sisters, even a glance at her naked body while showering, or a playful touch on a sensitive spot by one of the sisters, would make Ya Rou feel incredibly embarrassed and scared for a while. Okay

, being disheveled and trapped under the bed with Lao Li is a minor issue; the real problem is that Lao Li's thick, hard thing is firmly inside her!

It's so embarrassing! Listening to her two sisters, now lying on the bed, making a ruckus, Ya Rou wanted to hide her face in the floorboards.

Zhang Nan, who is a little less observant, wouldn't think that someone might be in the seemingly empty bedroom. But the shrewd and meticulous Tian Tian and Lü Na, in a situation like today, might be thoroughly searching every nook and cranny.

When arguing, she never loses; when joking, she subtly gains the upper hand. With a unique, meticulous mind, so sharp you could find a needle's point on the floor, Shu Wen, who uses the word "composure" perfectly in situations where she neither hides from anyone nor lets anyone fall into her traps, always manages to subtly entice those involved into a state of flux, while unwittingly drawing outsiders into the fray.

Zhang Nan might genuinely be waiting for Old Li, who seems to have vanished, to return. But what about Shu Wen? Is she perhaps observing how everyone, whether involved or outside, will meet later?

Old Li knows the two girls in bed perfectly well, so whether they remain under the bed for a long time or quickly tidy themselves up and crawl out, he won't do anything.

What Old Li had to do was to tightly hug Ya Rou, who was trying to pull his penis out of her body. Just as she was about to scream in terror, Old Li, displaying his extreme flexibility, began to thrust into Ya Rou's body, his hips moving slightly and quickly.

The clear, rhythmic sound of his taut abdomen colliding with her plump buttocks was the crackling sound, and the soft, gurgling sound of his thick, long penis churning deep inside the girl's juicy vagina.

Ya Rou, who was tightly covering her face with her hands and not moving, had her body arched into the largest possible shrimp shape. Old Li, whose hips and waist were now moving extremely smoothly and skillfully, also developed a strong interest in Ya Rou's plump, fleshy buttocks during his spare moments.

Yes, such a pair of buttocks are comfortable to touch and attractive to look at, making you want to rub them and even nibble on them. But what makes your heart itch the most is the pale brownish-pink anus nestled between these buttocks, a flower that is both open and shyly closed.

The beauty of thrusting, the hazy yet increasingly alluring anus, Old Li was a little carried away (actually, Old Li hadn't intended to avoid anything). But now, Zhang Nan and Shu Wen on the bed not only stopped their playful antics, but they also pricked up their ears to try and pinpoint the direction from which this very familiar sound was coming. A

little confused, surprised, and astonished, Zhang Nan, her eyes wide open, turned to look at Shu Wen. Casually, casually, Shu Wen lay sprawled on the bed, a knowing look on her face, and gave Zhang Nan a listless chuckle.

Crawling out from under the bed was a bit difficult, but Old Li's difficulty wasn't due to embarrassment. Rather, it was because even after a powerful climax, Ya Rou had stubbornly refused to move, and it was indeed exhausting for Old Li to carry her out from under the bed.

Yes, even though she had lost a lot of body fat, a tall woman over 1.9 meters with a solid build wasn't someone anyone could just hunch over and carry out from under the bed.

Her loose nightgown, while not completely covering her body, could at least barely conceal her ample breasts and a bit of her wet, visibly aroused genitals.

No matter how Old Li tried to move her, Ya Rou, her face hidden, didn't utter a sound or lift an eyelid. She let Old Li arrange her on the bed and cover her with a blanket, remaining in a deep coma in front of the two sisters.

*Smack!* A crisp sound rang out as Old Li, having settled Ya Rou, abruptly pushed Shu Wen, who had been watching the commotion, onto the bed, pulled down her pajama bottoms, and slapped her bare bottom.

"Dad! I didn't make you angry, why are you hitting my little bottom!"

A little pain, a little numbness, and Shu Wen's voice, a mixture of pleading and protest, seemed to drip with tears.

"You little brat! How could you treat me like this..."

The girl's voice, practically dripping with desire, was truly chilling. Old Li, who only wanted to say a few words in defense of Ya Rou, despite his burning desire, had to maintain a facade of composure for a moment. But even that brief moment wasn't enough.

Zhang Nan, who had been holding Old Li from behind, had her hand slid down his abdomen and into his pajama bottoms without hesitation, gently grasping his erect penis, still glistening with the fluids from Ya Rou's vagina.

At this point, what was there to say? So Old Li, following Zhang Nan's hand as she stroked his penis, bent down and buried his face in Shu Wen's bare buttocks, kissing them as he pulled down his pajama bottoms.

Of all the girls, only Shuwen possessed a pinkish-red hue, from her vulva to her tender pubic area. What captivated Old Li about Shuwen was her pubic hair: it grew only a tiny bit above her labia, so fine and soft it resembled downy hair, just like a young girl beginning puberty. Tender

yet not immature, pink and smooth like rouge, delicate—even the slightest touch of a tongue would make it tremble like a mimosa.

Perhaps it was Ya Rou's full, fleshy buttocks that truly planted the seed of appreciation and admiration in Old Li's heart; perhaps only when a man completely sheds his psychological constraints can he truly give himself fully.

Old Li, completely captivated and engrossed, not only kissed Shu Wen's pert buttocks, but also, as his fingertips gently touched the girl's labia, Old Li's tentatively protruding tongue first explored the narrow crevice between her thighs. After quickly licking the girl's delicate anus, as if savoring it or making a decision, he no longer hesitated and covered the girl's small and beautiful anus.

Chapter 4: Who Doesn't Care (10)

Before Ya Rou came to the team, the girls in the team envied Zhang Nan's firm, peak-like breasts the most. But after Ya Rou came, even Zhang Nan, who was very proud of her high breasts, was now ashamed of her small, watermelon-like breasts.

As for Old Li, with Shu Wen's small breasts in his hands and Zhang Nan's high breasts rubbing against his back after he took off his pajamas, his mind inexplicably conjured up the image of the girl's well-proportioned breasts, like two inverted bowls.

Against her smooth, wheat-colored skin were a pair of well-developed breasts, the tenderness of newly formed development. They possessed a youthful innocence, yet also an incredible resilience within their suppleness. Most remarkably, as his hands caressed these breasts, the subtle yet firm nipples within, so clearly and captivatingly, testified to their presence.

Yes, most of the other girls in the team had already passed through puberty and were quietly approaching maturity. Only this dark-skinned girl's physical development was a year or two later than the other girls.

But it was precisely this physical condition of the dark-skinned girl that gave Old Li a different kind of hint: the flower bud hidden in the bud and quietly standing on the branch also has its own breathtaking beauty.

But right now, Old Li only saw the flower bud hidden in the bud for a moment, because he had already been made to lie on the bed by Zhang Nan and Shu Wen, who was half sitting up.

His head was resting on Ya Rou's shoulder, and Shu Wen, who was leaning over, hugged him and kissed and caressed him. Zhang Nan, after positioning Old Li's legs, leaned down and held Old Li's erect penis with one hand, completely ignoring the specks of half-dried Ya Rou's vaginal fluid on it. Her cherry lips were already inside the head of his penis.

Shu Wen put one of her nipples into Lao Li's mouth for him to suckle. Zhang Nan, who had been deeply sucking and swallowing Lao Li's penis several times, got up and straddled Lao Li's waist and hips, carefully aligning the head of his penis with the entrance of her wet vagina, and slowly sat down.

Whether it was Zhang Nan riding Lao Li up and down, or Shu Wen later curling her legs up to her chest and being pressed down by Lao Li as his penis was deeply inserted, or Lao Li not wanting to suppress his feelings at all, when Shu Wen finally experienced a pleasant orgasm under the thrusting of his penis, Lao Li, who had inserted his penis as deep as possible into Shu Wen's vagina, paused for a moment, and then began to thrust rapidly dozens of times. Just as he was about to pull his penis out of Shu Wen's body, Shu Wen, whose body had already gone limp, opened her legs curled up to her chest and wrapped them around Lao Li's waist, then tightly hugged Lao Li's neck with both hands.

"Dad, I've prepared for today. I want you to ejaculate inside me."

After kissing Old Li's lips, Shu Wen looked expectantly into his eyes and said.

"Then..."

No other methods of contraception had been used, so Shu Wen's preparation must have involved the use of birth control pills. Even the safest and most effective birth control pills would inevitably have side effects for a girl still developing. An indescribable guilt welled up inside Old Li, and he didn't know what to say to the girl looking into his eyes.

"Dad, just this once! I'll be careful in the future, so don't worry! Dad, I just want to know what it feels like when you ejaculate inside me, whether it's really that amazing."

She kissed her father again, offering only this explanation, but Shu Wen's eyes remained fixed on her father with unwavering conviction.

His emotions were complex, but he couldn't let a girl's desire for complete intimacy go unfulfilled.

Holding the girl beneath him tightly, giving her the deepest kisses, Old Li's paused penis slowly and powerfully began to thrust in and out of the girl's wet vagina.

The girl reached her second orgasm, and Old Li, amidst her groans and screams, pressed his enormous penis deep into her tender womb, releasing his fiery semen without restraint. The

eastern sky was just beginning to lighten when the three girls, with the lightness of cats, quietly slipped away.

The curtains were drawn tightly as they left, and in the hazy darkness, Old Li, lying in bed, drifted off to sleep after a moment of contemplation.

The bedside was still empty, except for a very familiar fragrance lingering on his pillow, clearly detectable on his chest. Was it a habit? Or had he never even considered it? This familiar scent seemed to have become a part of his very being. He didn't know when he had first smelled this fragrance, but once again, he absorbed it deeply. He got up.

All three girls are key players on the team. A moderate sexual encounter last night wouldn't negatively impact their game this afternoon; on the contrary, a moderate and engaging sexual encounter could significantly alleviate the pressure of the match. This isn't just something Old Li can personally attest to, but many well-known international sports stars seem to have endorsed it as well.

Not too worried about the team or the three girls, Old Li ate breakfast alone and returned to his room. Looking at his still-online game character, he started to feel uneasy again.

It wasn't anything else; in the development of online games, besides the essential elements like guilds, clans, and factions that closely mirror real-world structures, even some life-related elements are integrated into the game's storyline.

For example, while getting married and having children in real life is possible in virtual online games, Old Li hasn't actually experienced it yet. However, as for marriage storylines, it seems that any game similar to the one Old Li is currently playing is a must-have.

To be honest, in this virtual world where you don't know who I am and I don't know who you are, it's not a big deal for someone playing a game to have a wife or husband. Even if one day, the virtual spouses actually meet and get to know each other in real life, who will take anything that happened in the virtual world seriously?

Old Li's problem is that his game character actually got married in the game. This wouldn't normally be a big deal, but what's bothering Old Li is that his game character married one of the three girls he often leveled up with.

Last night, Old Li found out that the three girls are his daughter and two of her classmates. Although Old Li doesn't yet know exactly which of the three girls is which in the game, after ruling out his daughter, the other two are obvious.

Why do I say this? Whether it's a minor oversight by the game designers, or a deliberate, hidden loophole, in this game, if you register a male character and marry a wife, what happens if you want to marry a second or third wife? Nothing

happens. As long as there are no objections among your wives, the game system will acknowledge the legal status of your first wife and make it public. The system will accept your relationships with your other wives, but they won't be publicly revealed.

Of the three girls, Old Li married two in the game. Honestly, Old Li has no idea how he ended up marrying these two girls. The reason for this situation is that Old Li didn't have much time to play the game to level up his daughters, so he shared the task, having Fei'er help him online during her free nights.

However, later, Fei'er became pregnant, and she conveniently transferred this task to several women around Old Li.

When Fei'er first logged on, besides leveling up, she only added three friends.

But after she handed over her job, Lao Li not only saw his friend list increase daily, but his game character also formed alliances, became sworn brothers, and even got married.

In real life, he'd slept with quite a few girls who called him "Dad," just like his daughter. So, after accepting all this, he was able to face it with equanimity.

Now, in the virtual world, Lao Li has only married two girls (a far cry from the number of girls he has in real life). But ultimately, the virtual world overlapped by a coincidence! At

other times, with other people, such a small overlap would likely just be a fleeting encounter.

But now, his daughter's two classmates have become his wives in the virtual world, and now that they're face-to-face in real life, do you think Lao Li can just smile at them?

It seems that if Lao Li married one of his daughter's classmates in the virtual world without knowing the other person, it might be understandable. But there are only two female classmates who play games with his daughter, and Lao Li married them both. This is...

Chapter 5: As Expected (Part 1)

Lao Li knew that Xin'er's anger was his own fault, but it wouldn't be right to explain what happened last night to Xin'er now. Enduring the lingering pain in his shinbone, Lao Li pretended that nothing was wrong. Seeing Coach Mi gather the team, he smiled ingratiatingly at Xin'er and quickly got up to help Coach Mi.

The women's team's opponents had just finished training this afternoon. Although their training content did not reveal their tactical intentions at all, two players on the opposing team caught Lao Li's attention.

Whether it was running the ball or other training, the two players on the opposing team who caught Lao Li's attention were those who displayed technical movements that only professional players could produce.

For example, the rhythm of their footwork when running for the basket, the smoothness of their fingers and wrists during layups, and their grasp of positioning and aggressive play in running drills—when Lao Li connected all the things he saw in these two players, he began to consider: which tactic could effectively limit the performance of these two opposing players?

In previous games, these two opposing players who caught Lao Li's attention hadn't played much, so no one knew much about them. However, the opponent's tactics were mainly based on fast-paced offense, and judging from the height of these two players and their training sessions, they were also speed-oriented players.

Previously, even with a weak center, No. 33 Middle School was a speed-oriented team. Now, even with a true center like Ya Rou and a power forward like Tucker from the Tiancheng Women's Basketball reserve team, while the overall style of the No. 33 Middle School girls' team has changed, speed still plays a very important role in their overall tactics.

Hei Yatou and Yu Lian are the team's two main guards, the core of the team's offense and defense, so they must conserve their energy throughout the game. Lu Na, Tian Tian, and the player from No. 3 Middle School who are also fixed at guard are the key players Lao Li wanted to assign to the afternoon game: even if it meant exhausting all three of them, they had to keep the opposing team's two players firmly under control. The

battle of stamina, speed, and willpower was fierce from the start of the afternoon game, and No. 33 Middle School's girls' team was facing a team that was no less capable than themselves in terms of stamina, speed, and willpower.

It was a brutal match; after the final whistle, more than half of the players from both sides lay on the field, breathing heavily. Among these players, the one Lao Li couldn't bear to watch was Lu Na, whom he had assigned that morning to relentlessly guard the opposing team's key player.

Playing as a forward, she shouldered an even heavier man-marking task than a man-to-man guard, frequently switching positions to mark two of the opponent's most physically fit players. Despite receiving support from Tian Tian and another teammate, Lü Na scored seven points on offense, but her defense, which started from the opponent's half, left her severely exhausted, requiring her to be carried back on a stretcher.

Old Li's brows furrowed, and Xie Xin and Coach Mi looked grim. The three team leaders were deeply troubled because the recent game had largely depleted the players' energy. Most seriously, Yuan Yuan's foot injury had flared up, ruling her out of the remaining games. The power forward from Tiancheng Women's Basketball had injured her right arm when she fell to the ground fighting for the ball, her availability uncertain. And the most frustrating thing

for the three leaders was Hei Yatou's thigh muscle strain in the fourth quarter . A hard-fought victory resulted in injuries to several key players. Old Li had foreseen the crucial moments of the match, but this final outcome was something he hadn't anticipated at all. The next semi-final match was in three days. That would be enough time for the players to recover their strength, but what about the injuries? Especially since the team's offensive playmaker, Hei Ya, was injured. If she couldn't play in the next match, who could fill her role? These were worrying issues, but even the most worrying things could be arranged and adjusted. Right now, the girls who had all collapsed into bed upon returning to the camp, refusing to even get up to shower, were the ones these three needed to focus on immediately. All five rooms housed the female team members of No. 33 Middle School. None of them had consulted with Old Li, leaving the two rooms with injured players to him. Yuan Yuan's foot injury, while serious enough to prevent her from missing the later matches, wasn't serious enough to require surgery. However, she still needs to be observed for a period of time after being examined at the hospital, so she stayed at the hospital with team doctor Xiao Zhang. Now, the injured players Lao Li was going to visit included the power forward from the Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team who was staying in the next room, whom he had already visited, and the two others: the girl sitting on the bed and Lü Na, who was fast asleep. He urged Tian Tian, who was reluctant to get up from the other bed, to get up and take a shower. After closing the door, Lao Li carefully checked on the sleeping Lü Na and, finding her alright, sat down beside the girl's bed. From the moment Lao Li entered the room, the girl, who had been instinctively pulling the blanket tighter around her lower body, reacted even more instinctively when Lao Li sat down beside her bed, crossing her arms and tightly wrapping her upper body in her clothes as well. "Am I a villain?" "Am I a hooligan?" "Or..." Only in movies or novels would a little girl, huddled in a corner with nowhere to run, react like the girl in the dark-skinned girl when she encounters the types of people Old Li was just questioning himself about. But no matter how intensely Old Li questioned himself, he truly felt he had nothing to do with those types of people! It was just that the girl in front of him, her behavior... Old Li didn't know whether to feel proud that he was associated with hooligans and villains, or to cry his eyes out at being treated like a thief. So, feeling uncomfortable sitting on the edge of the bed and uneasy standing up, Old Li swallowed hard. "Did you go to the hospital for a checkup?" Old Li asked, his voice a little dry. "Yes." The reply was barely audible, and her head was almost completely bowed. "What did the doctor say?" His concern was evident in his question. There was no answer for a long time, but the doctor gestured to draw Old Li's gaze to the bag beside his pillow. The bag was a hospital-issued medicine bag, and the medicine inside was simple: opened but unused Yunnan Baiyao aerosol spray. "Is it still very painful?" Old Li asked with concern, putting down what he was holding. "Mmm." The doctor still kept his head down, but this time his voice was much clearer. "Didn't the doctor at the hospital do anything?" This time, Old Li's previously low question rose in intensity. As the doctor gestured to the Yunnan Baiyao aerosol spray in the bag, a low voice reached Old Li's ears: "It's a male doctor." Chapter Five: After What Was Expected (Part Two)

Old Li had no doubt about the analgesic and pain-relieving effects of Yunnan Baiyao aerosol. However, for injuries like sprains or strains, relying solely on Yunnan Baiyao aerosol for a quick recovery wasn't enough.

It used to be Old Li's personal medicine kit at No. 33 Middle School, but now it was the medicine box that Team Doctor Zhang carried with him every day, and it was kept in this room. As he brought the medicine box over and placed it beside Hei Yatou's bed, Old Li said to her, "Let's examine her first before proceeding with treatment."

Hei Yatou, seemingly oblivious to Old Li's words, remained silent, her head bowed low, leaving Old Li to judge whether she agreed or disagreed.

She tucked the blanket around her legs and then wrapped her arms tightly around her chest, pulling her clothes even tighter. If a girl makes these kinds of movements in front of you, it means she has an innate wariness and resistance deep down.

However, since Old Li had said he needed to examine and treat the girl's leg injury, he had no choice but to ignore all these other factors. Because vigilance and resistance come in many forms, and such feelings manifest differently at different ages throughout a woman's life, often one of these many situations is presented before her. By ignoring it and continuing to do what needs to be done, the resulting vigilance and resistance naturally pass.

When you are a "beast," a woman's slap is like a lover's caress; when you are worse than a "beast," a woman's slap can knock out your teeth. But no matter what kind of woman you face, you should be a "beast" who can charge forward and return, not a beast who charges out and never comes back.

The corner of the blanket tucked under her body was pulled away by a light but strong hand as the girl subconsciously flinched and tightened her grip.

"Eek—"

A short, low, shy cry escaped her lips as the dark-skinned girl suddenly covered her face with her hands, burying her head completely.

"Uh!"

Old Li, momentarily stunned by the sight of the half-exposed, slightly tanned thigh of the naked girl suddenly appearing under the corner of the blanket, was also taken aback.

The dark-skinned girl, sitting half-upright on the bed with her head buried, seemed to understand everything after her initial shock. Old Li gently rolled up the half-lifted blanket, completely exposing the girl's injured, naked left leg. The rolled-up blanket mostly covered her lower abdomen and right side, softly resting between her legs. A

soft, flowing halo seemed to shimmer in the darkness, and under this halo, the girl, completely relaxed, possessed a delicate beauty. And all of this before your eyes makes it impossible to associate it with the swift power and tireless running legs on the court.

Yes, at this moment, it truly reveals the delicate beauty and graceful charm that belong to a young girl who has just come of age, and the girlish innocence etched in her youthful years that can touch anyone's heart.

Time not only hastens aging, but its inability to be held back is not its cruelty. On the contrary, the passage of time is preparation for the next cycle. It is not forever, not just a moment, but in the moments when we are not paying attention, the time that comes brings us spring flowers and autumn moons, and the time that goes writes the vicissitudes of life in our memories.

There is eternity waiting on the horizon, and there are moments that make time shine. We do not wander aimlessly on the horizon, nor do we lose that moment of eternity. We come with time, and let time flow quietly. Every moment, every instant, we live up to the cycle of time, and we do not fail the tender and lush buds around us.

It is the coming of time that binds us, and it is the passing of time that lets those bonds drift away with the wind. So let it go with the wind, let go of the entanglements we impose on ourselves in this world, let whoever says it, let whoever sees it.

(While Lao Mu was typing, the people around him kept giving their opinions, reminiscing about the past. So, when Lao Mu was exhausted, he typed the three paragraphs above. But then those people suddenly became quieter, and Lao Mu, having lost his motivation, couldn't continue typing. So, when Lao Mu finished typing this paragraph, all of them finally left, and Lao Mu's typing work for the day was over!

"Does it hurt here?"

Lao Li gently pressed three fingers flat against the middle of the quadriceps muscle above the knee, asking the girl softly.

"No...it doesn't hurt."

The muscles in her thigh tightened noticeably, and the girl answered in a very soft voice.

"Then does it hurt here?"

Lao Li moved the three fingers slightly and pressed lightly against the outer edge of the quadriceps muscle, still asking softly.

"Hmm...it doesn't hurt."

The thigh, which had begun to relax, seemed to feel the pressure from the fingers, and the girl continued to answer.)

"How do you feel now?"

Old Li, with three fingers pressed together in a line, gently squeezed upwards along the outer edge of the quadriceps muscle, concerned about Hei Ya's feelings.

"Ouch! It...it hurts a little!"

Hei Ya let out a short, light gasp, as if suddenly weakened, a hint of fragility showing in her usually strong little mouth.

The finger was pressing on the spot where the quadriceps and sartorius muscles almost intersect, and there was a tender point there, making it difficult to say which of these two muscle groups was having a problem. So, after releasing the finger from the tender point, Old Li gently pressed on the sartorius muscle from above the inner side of the knee, gently squeezing along the muscle's direction while carefully observing Hei Ya's reaction to the pressure.

"Hiss!"

With a sharp gasp, the girl grabbed Old Li's hand, which was probing for tenderness, in a reaction to the pain. A soft cry escaped her lips, and a glistening mist seemed to well up in her eyes.

From the sensation of her fingers probing the muscle, the tenderness was indeed in the sartorius muscle, but Old Li determined that it wasn't a strain of the sartorius muscle itself, but rather a strain of the adductor muscle in the thigh

, which is closely adjacent to the sartorius. Injuries are almost commonplace for someone who

engages in high-intensity sports for a long time. It can be said that if one cannot bear the pain of injuries, it is impossible to

engage in high-intensity sports for an extended period. For the girl, since middle school, high-intensity sports training and competitions have occupied almost all her time outside of studying. It was from this time that injuries from training and competitions frequently visited her.

However, even with more physical pain... These things, even the dark-skinned girl could grit her teeth and not utter a sound.

That was because, in the almost arduous life she had endured over the years, physical pain was far less significant. It was this arduous life that, while taking away most of her blossoming youth, directly forced her to face each day and everyone who approached her with a silent endurance.

A shell without outward form, yet exceptionally hard, a silence shrouded in near-cold indifference, was her way of refusing to integrate into the life around her, and it also made her treat herself almost cruelly.

Now, her still-tender shoulders were weary and exhausted from the weight of life. Now, what remained beneath that icy shell was merely a young girl's heart, finally unable to hold it up any longer. Thus, those stubbornly straightened shoulders revealed the girl's true vulnerability, and the heart, shrouded in loneliness and indifference, had its deepest longing reawakened.

Following the direction of the thigh muscle contraction, Old Li's three fingers moved slowly, gently feeling the extent of the injury to the muscle tissue. The girl's hands, gripping Old Li's probing hand, tightened and loosened as his fingers moved. When his

three fingers stopped moving and he applied just a little more pressure, the girl, who had been making faint cries of pain, cried out in pain. Not only did she grip Old Li's probing hand tightly, but the thin line of tears that had been welling in her eyes widened instantly, filling her eyes and forming streams of tears that rolled down her cheeks.

Even the most resilient girl could endure such pain with such gentle probing. The usually strong and resilient girl was now excessively delicate, like a porcelain doll. This moment of fragility touched the softest spot in Old Li's heart.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tightly gripped the hand he was using to examine her wound. Old Li gently sat down on the edge of the bed and, with his other free hand, slowly embraced the sobbing girl.

He held her fingers, which were now gripping his hand even tighter, and gently stroked her stiffened fingers as he whispered in her ear, "Does it hurt badly?"

"Mmm..."

The sobbing girl seemed filled with grievance, nodding emphatically in Old Li's gentle embrace,

emphasizing her ordeal with a thick nasal tone.

"Really? Then let's rub it with the medicated wine, and it won't hurt in a bit."

Exaggerating a little, Old Li emphasized it as if coaxing a child to take bitter medicine, whispering his suggestion in the girl's ear.

"No... ouch... ouch... no, it... hurts... it hurts."

When the thing that had long faded from her memory, yet made her so eager and yearning, embraced her again, the girl's body writhed slightly in his broad arms, her small, weak voice so timid.

"Silly girl! It's just rubbing on the medicated wine, it really won't hurt at all."

Letting the girl, her tears soaking his clothes, let her whine in his arms, displaying her usual coquettishness, Old Li gently stroked her smooth, ear-length hair, patiently guiding her.

"No, I...I'm scared!"

The girl twisted her body again, seemingly refusing to accept Old Li's temptation.

"Hehe...girl, I promise you! Applying the medicated wine really won't hurt! If you don't believe me..."

Temptation, rejection, rejection, temptation...

Suddenly, the rejection seemed to begin to loosen, suddenly, the temptation almost used a vow to find a beautiful excuse for its implementation...

Chapter 5: The cool sensation you mentioned (Part 1)

was the feeling brought by the medicated wine when it first touched the skin of her thigh. A slight stinging pain followed by a warmth that lingered in the same area, and that indescribably comfortable feeling, made the girl's hands, which were tightly gripping Old Li's large hand, gradually loosen their grip.

This method helps the medicinal power of the medicated wine to be absorbed and utilized well, rather than directly performing a restorative treatment on the injured area. Therefore, this kind of auxiliary treatment method is generally divided into two steps. That is, the first step is the step that Old Li just performed, and this second step, to be honest, the girl, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, was really startled!

A porcelain bowl filled with wine was then lit, its pale blue flame flickering. Old Li's hand, somehow reaching into the bowl, flickered, and then, his hand, now coated in the blazing orange flame, began working on the injured area on the girl's leg.

This was the first time the girl had ever seen such a treatment, and it truly startled her! Regardless of whether the flame moving rapidly back and forth on her thigh would harm her, she was also extremely nervous about whether the flame would harm Old Li, who had created this scene. However

, after her initial shock and genuine tension, the burning flame, aside from giving her an indescribable but harmless burning sensation, caused her no other discomfort. And

what about Old Li himself? When the girl calmed down and prepared to look more closely, the flame burning on Old Li's hand had vanished without a trace, as if it had never been there at all.

Just as she was about to grab Old Li's hand, which had been burning with flames, to see what was going on, Old Li, whose hand had been in the porcelain bowl a second time, was busy again with his hand still on fire.

The burning heat (whether it was something she could actually feel on her thigh or a psychological suggestion brought about by the flames, the observant girl couldn't quite tell) tingled with a numbing, itchy sensation that almost sent chills down her spine, making her skin tighten from head to toe. Accompanied by a wave of pain—a pain she couldn't quite describe, a tingling or radiating sensation—that struck before she could even cry out, Old Li had already begun the third treatment.

It wasn't the heat of the flames, nor the tingling, itching sensation, or even the indescribable pain that caused it. The dark-skinned girl, drenched in sweat and seemingly utterly exhausted, leaned softly against Old Li's chest as all his treatments were finished. With breathless, reproachful gasps, she playfully accused Old Li, her weak hands, as if in retaliation or subconscious, scratching and kneading his arms and ribs.

A few strands of hair on the forehead of the delicate girl in his arms were damp with sweat. Just as Old Li, feeling a pang of tenderness, was about to tidy her hair or wipe away her sweat, his gaze, seemingly unintentionally, was suddenly drawn to something.

The pajamas, unbuttoned, were partially open on the right and more open on the left. However, these slight differences in openness, when combined geometrically, revealed an irregular valley along the girl's delicate neck, extending to her lower abdomen. A

pale, mauve hue was the most striking color in this valley. However, at every edge of this pale mauve, it intertwined with her wheat-colored skin, which subtly shimmered with a dark sheen.

Above, on the more open left side, the mauve straps cascaded down to almost two inches below her collarbone. Thus, even with the girl's small, barely-developed breasts, the lowest point of the mauve revealed a hint of cleavage, and her small, delicate breasts were faintly visible beneath the mauve.

Below, the lotus-colored lace trim, no more than two fingers wide at its narrowest point and no more than half a palm's width at its widest, tightly encircled the girl's lower abdomen and between her legs.

There, the rhythmic rise and fall of her lower abdomen with each breath; there, between her legs, the naturally smooth curves, hidden yet even more captivating, drew the eye…

Old Li was instantly mesmerized.

Any man's distracted and passionate gaze, even if he tried to look away, could be clearly and sensitively captured by a young girl still naive about love, prompting an instinctive reaction. Having experienced it before, the dark-skinned girl, no longer an innocent naiveté, quickly realized which part of her body Old Li's unusually distracted and passionate gaze was fixed on.

"No…don't…look…don't…look…"

Extremely shy, she didn't try to hide from Old Li's dazed and fiery gaze; instead, she covered her eyes with her hands, helplessly and like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, murmuring to herself.

The girl's bashfulness, while concealing her eyes, only widened the already open hem of her nightgown. This shy, completely unguarded girl truly ignited a tender fire within Old Li's already aroused heart. He gently placed the little girl in his arms on the bed, stroking her damp hair with one hand and seemingly tidying or caressing the collar of her pajamas with the other. His warm lips drew near her ear, and he asked softly, "Little girl, what are you looking at?"

"No...no...don't...look...ah..."

The girl's ears were tickled by his warm breath, and she instinctively twisted her head a few times to avoid his gaze, repeating what she had just said. She then reached out and hugged Old Li's neck, burying herself in his broad embrace. The little girl was

so shy! Old Li's heart was deeply touched once again, and he pulled her close, his kisses landing softly on her short, sweat-dampened hair.

The girl nestled in his arms was surprisingly sensitive to her surroundings. The first kiss on her short, ear-length hair made her slightly shifting body stiffen abruptly.

His hand gently cradled the back of her head, while his other hand lightly stroked her firm, elastic back. The kisses that had paused on her short hair, amidst the damp scent of it, continued one after another, gradually moving down her head. The girl's

face, hidden in the crook of his shoulder, peeked out slightly with the help of the hand supporting her head. The kisses, without pause, landed on her forehead and eyebrows, followed by her cheeks and rounded earlobes.

Kiss, moving and landing again and again, and with each kiss, the girl's body tensed and relaxed, finally relaxing after the last tense moment, as if she had given up some support. Her whole body went limp and completely relaxed. As her hands, which had been wrapped around Old Li's neck, loosened, her small face, hidden in the crook of his shoulder, was fully revealed. Her

eyes seemed tightly closed, yet her eyelashes trembled as if about to open, her nostrils flared slightly, and her breath came out in slightly rapid gasps. Old Li's tender eyes carefully captured the girl's current expression and imprinted it deeply in his heart. Without hesitation, a kiss landed on the girl's slightly parted lips.

Mmm... The girl trembled as if struggling.

Cool, elastic, and delicate lips—just this kiss, and Old Li was completely captivated.

His arms wrapped around her so tightly they almost melded her into his body, his lips sucking at her so hard they felt like they were draining the last breath of air from her lungs. A dull, throbbing pain shot through her body as he squeezed her, and with each breath, she clung to his neck, using her last strength to passionately kiss him back.

They gasped for air, their arms entwined, neither willing to let go. They looked at each other, panting, and slowly, a tender smile spread across one's face, while the other, shy yet no longer able to hide, smiled.

The kiss, spontaneous and instinctive, was a new beginning, gentle yet deeply tender.

As her shy tongue entwined with his, his large hands gently caressed her waist and abdomen.

In their intermittent kisses, they exchanged unspoken messages through their eyes. During the continued kisses, Old Li's large hand gradually slipped under the rolled-up straps of her tank top, while the girl's hand restlessly slipped inside Old Li's open shirt, touching and kneading.

The half-draped nightgown, now loosely tossed aside, completely failed to conceal the girl's lower abdomen and chest. Her

firm, elastic belly, and her newly formed breasts—not much larger than a baby's fist—were incredibly alluring to Old Li's large hand.

Feeling the flatness and smoothness of her abdomen, his touch lingered at the edge of her breasts. Then, in response to the girl's hand slipping inside his shirt again, Old Li casually tossed aside his outer garment.

The man's powerful pectoral muscles, his strong arms, and the faint, medicinal scent of his body—all these irresistibly temptingly evoked a sensation. For the first time, the girl's shy tongue gently licked Old Li's chest.

The moist tip of her tongue, warm and delicate, sent shivers down his spine. Then, Old Li forcefully kissed the girl's shy, tightly closed lips, his large hand, which had been touching the edge of her breast, directly covering her small, firm breasts.

The nipples, like soybeans, the firm cores rolling in his palms—Old Li, completely captivated by these features, not only touched them with his palms and fingers, but also, as he pulled his head down, his lips forcefully took the nipple of the girl's other small breast into his mouth.

The cumbersome tank top, rolled up high, was flung off the girl by the impatient Old Li. He pressed his strong chest muscles against her small breasts, and as he vigorously swirled his tongue in her mouth, he also lifted the edge of her only piece of clothing, a small pair of panties about half the size of her palm, along the inside of her thighs with his fingers.

"Ugh..." The girl cried out suddenly as the fingers that had slipped inside her panties touched her vulva, and her legs instantly clamped together. Her

injured legs couldn't exert so much force right now. So, while gently coaxing her in the ear, Old Li slightly withdrew his fingers from her panties and gently kneaded the soft flesh of her inner thighs.

The gentle persuasion, the tender caress—this was the sacred garden of a girl, so subconsciously sensitive only when she was unaware of her surroundings. As everything settled, the girl's tightly clenched thighs slowly relaxed.

Sometimes his kisses landed on the girl's lips, sometimes on her breasts and nipples. When the girl writhed in unbearable pleasure, Old Li's large hands, following the rhythm of her movements, gently pulled down her panties, which were only half the size of his palm.

He didn't let the girl, whose crotch was exposed, close her legs, as that would aggravate the injury on her thighs; nor did he let her straighten her legs, as a half-curled shape was more conducive to relaxation.

The girl, utterly overwhelmed with shame, finally covered her eyes with her hands, completely ignoring what the man was about to do.

Her half-open, curled-up legs allowed Old Li's view of her crotch.

Her skin was a wheatish hue with a flowing black sheen, except for the areolas and nipples of her breasts, and the girl's genitals that were now drawing Old Li's gaze, which glowed with a delicate pink luster. And just above the pale pink of the girl's legs, a tuft of pubic hair, barely out of shape

, grew lightly. Only a developing girl would have such soft and delicate pubic hair; only a developing girl would have her labia gently closed, even when the edges of her labia were covered in moist vaginal fluid.

Like a girl's hymen, this is a sacred sight in her youth, a time that belongs to every woman only once. Because when they become true women, the petals now wrapped in a bud begin to bloom, and this budding season becomes a unique memory in a lifetime.

Cherish it, treasure it, cherish it. Whether it's Old Li about to take this unique gift, or the girl resolutely losing it, they should use this feeling to forever treasure this unique gift in their memories, in their hearts.

Chapter Five: What You Said (Part Two)

The tip of her tongue gently moistened the girl's knee, and the extremely shy girl, in a tremor, accidentally aggravated the strain on her thigh muscle.

Hearing the girl's soft moans of pain, and seeing her hands, which had been covering her eyes, now clutching her injured thigh with a pained and aggrieved expression, Old Li, who had already taken off his shirt, quietly moved to the girl's side. While gently comforting the wronged girl, he naturally slipped his arm under her neck, allowing her to lie comfortably.

The gentleness of the man's arm, the imposing presence of his masculinity, and the comforting whispers that touched her heart, helped the girl overcome her initial tension and discomfort, allowing her to adapt to and enjoy the tenderness and care he provided.

Everything unfolded naturally; the girl no longer covered her eyes with fear and shyness, and the man no longer cautiously observed her every sensitive movement.

Old Li leaned down between the girl's legs, which weren't widely apart. The girl's eyes, which had been blinking shyly, suddenly stopped blinking, and then, amidst that remaining shyness, they gradually filled with a tender anticipation. His

erect penis swelled between her legs, and her still slightly closed, moist vulva... As the head of his erect penis gently rubbed against her moist labia, the girl's body tightened abruptly with the friction. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around Old Li's neck, half-pushing, half-hugging, and unconsciously murmured to herself.

The girl's soft, indistinct murmurs were something Old Li would normally never have been able to understand. But now, for some reason, his hearing had become exceptionally sharp, and he truly heard the girl's repeated murmurs: "Dad… Dad…"

The girl's murmuring calls sent a shiver down Old Li's spine, stirring an indescribable emotion within him. This emotion possessed a rush of adrenaline, an impulse that made one's blood surge and rush forward recklessly; it also overflowed his heart, a gentle, ripple-like tenderness, a deep, cherished love that needed to be savored slowly throughout a lifetime.

The blood rushing headlong into his head, the tender affection cherished deep within his heart—these intertwined, mingled and surged together. Old Li couldn't help but pull the girl beneath him tightly into his arms. His penis, lingering near her pink, glistening labia, slowly but without hesitation parted her labia before penetrating her sacred vagina for the first time. His

brow furrowed more and more, his body tensed more and more. When the girl's slightly trembling lips emitted a hissing sound, Old Li realized that the large head of his penis had touched her hymen, which was about to break.

A girl who had engaged in high-intensity physical activity for so long had managed to preserve her hymen so perfectly! It was a blessing, a testament to the incredible resilience of the thin membrane hidden deep within her sacred vagina!

He kissed the girl's hissing lips deeply, a genuine expression of gratitude for this blessed gift. This kiss, while diverting her attention, was followed by a perfectly controlled thrust of his hips. The girl's tanned face turned deathly pale, her piercing scream choked back, and uncontrollable tears streamed down her cheeks.

Such pain only happens once in a lifetime. But not every girl or woman will spend a lifetime savoring the unique pain of losing something irreplaceable, amidst tears of happiness. Has the loss meant surrendering a lifelong promise? Has the gain meant shouldering that promise for a lifetime? He didn't

know how others viewed the instantaneous gain and loss, but he told himself: not everyone is fortunate enough to receive such a gift, and to have her, only a lifelong commitment to cherish her can truly honor this blessed fortune.

Even with the pain penetrating her entire vagina, so excruciating it pierced her heart, even with her cries of pain muffled by Old Li's mouth, the girl didn't retaliate or bite Old Li's lips or tongue with her fine, white teeth. Old

Li, by silencing her cries, was prepared for a self-inflicted wound, a "kill ten thousand, lose eight thousand of your own" scenario. However, the girl, willing to endure everything herself, showed no intention of fulfilling Old Li's heroic ambition. Thus, Old Li, having gathered all his strength only to miss his target, didn't complain about almost straining his back; instead, he felt a mixture of love and pity for the tearful girl.

One after another, gentle kisses, tender caresses, gliding softly along the girl's hair and cheeks. He waited and watched as her face gradually recovered, until the tears that had slid from the corners of her eyes stopped flowing in pairs. Her

fine, white teeth gently bit the lips that Old Li kissed again. Her eyes, now tearless, opened fully, looking at him.

These were eyes filled with a hazy tear duct, shimmering with a crystalline light under the lamplight. This shimmering light, a mixture of persistence, satisfaction, steadfastness, and an irrepressible tenderness tinged with a hint of reproach, danced before Old Li's eyes.

In that instant, Old Li's heart was empty, for the tenderness and pity welling up from the depths of his soul left no room for anything else.

"Little girl."

Old Li gently stroked the girl's damp, short hair, calling her softly.

A man's most genuine emotions flow out in a way that no amount of acting skill can replicate. It was in this moment, with such a simple gesture, that a man laid bare his truest self, as if transparent.

Looking at this man who had given her everything, the girl felt and understood that transparency. So, without any other thoughts in her heart, she reached out and caressed Old Li's cheek, calling out softly and clearly, "Daddy." "Little

girl."

"Daddy."

"Little girl."

"Dad..."

The soft, clear calls drew their faces closer and closer as they gazed at each other. Before the girl could even finish her sentence, their lips met in a deep kiss, and Old Li's hips swayed gently and naturally.

"Dad...Dad..."

A not-too-strong pain came from the vagina where Old Li's penis was entering and exiting. The girl, her brows furrowing slightly, nervously called out "Dad" in a soft voice.

Knowing that even with the slightest force of his penis entering the girl's vagina, the tender flesh inside her vagina, which was receiving a penis for the first time, would faithfully feel the pain, Old Li continued to gently sway his hips while whispering to the girl that it would be better soon. He also made sure to kiss the girl's slightly parted lips from time to time, and to gently flick her nipples with his fingertips, or to softly squeeze and press her entire breast with his palm.

Carefully feeling the man's penis penetrate her vagina, and occasionally the tip of the glans touching her delicate uterus, the girl's tension gradually subsided. She finally understood what it was like to be fucked by a man's thick, long, and hot penis. Old Li watched as the girl's brows relaxed and her expression became more and more excited. He not only slightly increased the frequency of his penis entering the girl's vagina, but also controlled the depth of penetration.

This was the first time the girl had been penetrated by a man's penis. Perhaps she was getting into the swing of things and enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated, or perhaps she truly didn't know what expressions, actions, and words a woman would make when she was in pleasure. So, at this moment, besides her increasingly rapid breathing, she wrapped her arms around Old Li's neck, keeping his upper body close to hers. As his penis penetrated deeper and deeper, the glans touching the edge of her cervix, she whispered a short, tender "Daddy" in Old Li's ear.

Old Li was experiencing for the first time how tightly a woman held him, never letting go, while he was having sex with the woman he loved.

Leaving aside how tight the girl's vagina was, and how delicate her cervix was—so tender it almost itched at the touch of his penis—it was just that the girl, seemingly clueless about sex, was constantly infusing him with passion, calling him "Daddy" in a soft, tender voice! Old Li truly knew that a woman's ability to ignite a man's passion in bed wasn't just about knowing a thousand techniques. Sometimes, it's like a frog being boiled in seemingly lukewarm water until nothing is left, not even the bones.

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