[Urban] Jade Unicorn Legend: Mother and Daughter Hunters (Complete) - 10-12

Chapter 10

"Hehe, Godfather, you're so lecherous, but... I like it..." Ya Shi giggled and made a face at me, then grabbed Sister Yu Mei's hand and said sweetly, "Aunt Mei, you must help me and Mom get revenge tonight! Last time, Godfather tormented Mom and me for over two hours, almost killing us both. We can't let him be so smug today."

Heh, this little girl actually formed an alliance, but I was confident I could handle the three of them. After all, I've been exercising regularly, and my body is better than many twenty-somethings. But if it went any longer, I might really not be able to keep up.

"Over two hours?" Sister Yu Mei's eyes widened. Although she and I had spent many passionate nights together, it seemed the longest had never exceeded an hour, hence her surprise. She gave me a deep look, probably reassessing my true strength in her mind. I gave her a teasing look, and Sister Yumei couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Don't be too smug. I don't believe the three of us can lose to you."

"Hehe, let's see who's better in bed later," I said with a grin, but secretly I thought to myself, "Hmm, I can't be too careless later. It would be too embarrassing if I really lost in bed." As a man, you can show weakness in other areas, but you can't show weakness in bed, otherwise you'll earn the title of "quick shooter."

"Hmph, do you think we'd be afraid of you?" Sister Yumei retorted playfully, then her eyes darted around as she smiled at Liu Yuyi and said, "Yi-mei, why don't you go take a bath with Yulin first? Yashi and I will bathe after you're done."

Liu Yuyi glanced at me, her pretty face flushed, and nodded gently. Holding my hand, she said shyly, "Yulin, come with me."

The so-called bathroom was actually a small room of only three or four square meters that the landlord had built with bricks next to the kitchen. A water pipe ran through the wall, bringing hot water from the water heater on the kitchen wall to the showerhead fixed to the bathroom wall. Although it looked very simple, it was very practical.

In the bathroom, Liu Yuyi and I helped each other undress. After a flurry of activity, we were naked in front of each other. When Liu Yuyi's round buttocks, perky breasts, and fair and alluring body were once again presented before me, my breathing became rapid. I couldn't help but reach out and pull her into my arms, cupping her pretty face and kissing her passionately.

Liu Yuyi responded passionately, her body pressed against mine growing hot, and her smooth, fragrant tongue eagerly entered my mouth, chasing and playing with mine. Hot water sprayed from the showerhead above us, flowing down our bodies, bringing a warm, tingling, and comfortable sensation. Feeling the gentle trembling of her body in my arms, my heart seemed to tremble as well, and boundless desire quickly spread from my lower abdomen to my entire body, the phrase "absence makes the heart grow fonder" suddenly appearing in my mind.

Driven by desire, my hands, which had been cupping Liu Yuyi's pretty face, slid down her smooth back and pressed against her round, large, white buttocks, kneading them uncontrollably. Sensing my passion, Liu Yuyi's body trembled violently as if electrocuted, and her lips, pressed together with mine, emitted soft moans. Without further hesitation, I abruptly pulled away from her mouth, took a few deep breaths, and then buried my face in her chest, taking her full breasts into my mouth.

"Hmph..." Liu Yuyi let out a soft moan, her hands tightly embracing my head. Her beautiful eyes were closed, her face flushed, her teeth slightly clenched, her breath coming in soft gasps, her expression hazy, as if she were enjoying it, yet also seemingly in pain. I suckled and gently bit her breast, occasionally licking her nipple with my tongue. Each time, Liu Yuyi would let out a soft moan, like a kitten, a plaintive whisper that made my heart race.

At the same time, my hands were no longer satisfied. One hand continued to move around her hips, while the other quietly slipped between her legs, touching her vulva. Whether it was from the water or her vaginal fluids, Liu Yuyi's vagina was already very wet. I no longer held back, using my middle finger as a probe to thrust in and out of her honeyed depths.

Already aroused and burning with desire, Liu Yuyi trembled even more violently under this "attack." She felt lost and helpless, as if ants were gnawing at her, her whole body unbearably itchy. She couldn't help but moan softly, "Yulin...no...ah...ha...it's too itchy...hum...I can't take it..."

At the same time, I felt the nipple in my mouth harden. I released the swollen, erect, purplish-red nipple and then took the other nipple into my mouth, treating it in the same way. Liu Yuyi's breathing was heavy. She tilted her head back and thrust her chest forward forcefully. One hand pressed my head against her chest, while the other hand impatiently reached down to my lower abdomen, forcefully grasping my throbbing penis. She gasped, "Yulin...stop teasing me...give it to me..."

Feeling that the nipple in my mouth was also swollen, I felt it was about time and lifted my head from her chest. Liu Yuyi quickly and swiftly raised her right leg, wrapping it around my body. At the same time, her right hand grasped my rock-hard penis and guided it towards her vagina. I wrapped one arm around her waist, pressing her against the wall, and with the other, I grabbed her raised right leg. With a powerful thrust of my hips, my penis plunged deep into her honeypot, pinning

her to the wall. "Hmm...so full..." Liu Yuyi let out a long, satisfied sigh. Her wet hair fell down her forehead, obscuring half her face, adding a touch of wildness. I knew this one-legged stance was incredibly demanding on her, and my penis pumped relentlessly inside her slippery vagina. Sigh, this position is really difficult; the movements can't be too large, otherwise, if my penis slips out, it could cause a serious accident.

I thrust my penis in and out with small, but very rapid movements, and Liu Yuyi responded by arching her hips to meet my thrusts, her small mouth emitting lewd moans: "Mmm... Yulin... you're so good... deeper... yes... yes... just like that... you've hit the G-spot... hum... again... ah..."

"Sister Yi... how do you maintain such a good figure..." I asked, panting, while thrusting my penis forcefully, "I'm a little... confused... after going through so much hardship... and it was so tough... except for the calluses on your hands... you've maintained yourself so well... how do you do it... is there some secret..." "

Actually... I don't have any secret... I just have a habit... no matter how tired... how tough... I insist on taking a hot bath every day... to relax my body as much as possible..." Liu Yuyi said intermittently, leaning over to kiss me, her face flushed, and asked, "Yulin... do you like... Sister Yi's... body..."

“Of course I like it… Sister Yi… Your body is so white and tender… and so full… You don’t seem like someone who has suffered so much… You seem more like a pampered lady…” I said, panting heavily. Waves of pleasure from the thrusting spread from my lower abdomen to every cell in my body. I was so comfortable that I almost groaned: “Sister Yi… Your vagina… is so tight… It seems even tighter than last time… It’s really… unbearable… Oh… It’s so great…”

"Don't hold back...just shoot inside if you want to..." Liu Yuyi gritted her teeth, suppressing the overwhelming pleasure, and said, "Sister Yumei...and Yashi...are still waiting for us...just shoot already...my legs are getting sore...hum...it's so pleasurable...um...one more deep...oh...that's great...oh...Yulin...I think it's probably because...this position...I also feel...my pussy is swollen...full..."

What she said made sense; this position did make her pussy feel tighter. I felt my penis being tightly surrounded by a layer of soft, warm flesh, which was also wriggling from time to time, making me want to ejaculate.

"Ho...ho...I was wondering why you guys took so long to shower; it turns out you couldn't resist sneaking a kiss first." Sister Yumei and Yashi suddenly squeezed into the bathroom, appearing in front of Liu Yuyi and me, making the already small bathroom seem even more crowded.

Liu Yuyi, who had already accompanied me with Ya Shi, shouldn't have been too shy, but perhaps because of Sister Yu Mei, she screamed and instantly reached orgasm: "Ah... Sister Yu Mei... Ah... Ah... Yu Lin... I'm done... Ah..."

A cool liquid gushed from deep within Liu Yuyi's honeypot, drenching my already highly sensitive glans. I could no longer hold back, letting out a loud "Ah!" as I ejaculated deep inside her, pressing against her delicate body.

My body trembled, my penis convulsing within her vagina, scalding semen gushing out continuously. The entire process lasted for over ten seconds, completely filling Liu Yuyi's vagina. As my gradually softening penis slid out of Liu Yuyi's honeypot, a mixture of vaginal and male semen flowed out, appearing exceptionally lewd.

Liu Yuyi slumped weakly to the ground, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her small mouth slightly open, panting softly. Her pretty face still bore an expression of immense satisfaction and a hint of lewdness, completely immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"Oh dear... I'm so embarrassed..." After a while, Liu Yuyi regained her senses, her face flushed crimson, and she covered her burning cheeks with her hands, overwhelmed with shame.

Sister Yumei and Yashi hadn't expected their sudden appearance to lead to this outcome. They looked at each other for a long while before Sister Yumei chuckled and said, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you were already at such a crucial moment..."

"Mom, don't be shy, there are no outsiders here," Yashi said with a soft laugh, biting her lip, her face flushed as she began to undress.

I snapped out of my daze and smiled at Sister Yumei, "Sister Mei, don't just stand there, why don't you take off your clothes and wash with us?" Although I knew that washing with four people would be too crowded, well, hehe, I could take the opportunity to indulge my lust.

"You little pervert, you're up to no good again," Sister Yumei said with a blushing laugh, but her hands had already started undressing. Honestly, she had never used the word "pervert" on me before, but she used it twice today. It seems that not only has my mentality changed, but Sister Yumei's mentality has also undergone a subtle change without her realizing it, though perhaps she herself hasn't noticed it yet.

Seeing the three alluring bodies of two familiar women and one younger woman presented before me, I felt like an emperor. My eyes couldn't take it all in, and my hands were restless, groping their breasts and exploring their genitals, enjoying myself immensely.

The three women who were helping me wash my body were making coquettish noises, and Sister Yu Mei even pinched my not-fully-erect penis hard, making me cry out in pain. The three girls giggled. Sister Yu Mei teased, "You just secretly ate Yi Mei, aren't you satisfied?" There seemed to be a hint of jealousy in her words, which made Liu Yu Yi suddenly nervous. "Sister Yu Mei, I..."

"Yi Mei, don't take it to heart, I didn't mean to be jealous." Sister Yu Mei explained with a smile, reaching out to touch Liu Yu Yi's still soft body, teasingly saying, "Yi Mei, I really didn't expect you to maintain your body so well, so white and tender. No wonder Yu Lin couldn't resist, even I'm tempted."

"Sister Yu Mei, look at you, it's you who maintains your body so well!" Liu Yu Yi was a little embarrassed by the praise and said modestly.

I chuckled and pulled their mature, beautiful bodies into my arms, saying with a grin, "You don't need to push each other around. Actually, you two are both very well-maintained, with full breasts, plump hips, and fair, alluring skin that makes people drool... Hehe... You just didn't expect it, did you? In the end, it's all my fault..."

"Tch, you can't expect anything nice from a dog's mouth." The two women shyly spat at me, but the charming smiles on their faces couldn't hide their joy. What woman in this world doesn't like to hear her man praise her? Ya Shi giggled behind me. This mischievous girl was actually rubbing her still-developing breasts against my back. She really was a little vixen who knew how to tease people, making my heart itch. My penis, which had just been released, started to peek out again. Humph, just wait and see how I deal with her later.

"Hey, you're really horny, getting up to your old tricks again so quickly." Sister Yu Mei chuckled shyly and lightly flicked my little brother, then said to Ya Shi and Liu Yu Yi, "Let's hurry up and clean him up, lest he start acting wild here again..." They were quick to act, and the three women worked together to quickly wash me clean from head to toe. Of course, I wasn't going to be so well-behaved with such beauty in front of me, and I still managed to sneak up on them from time to time, which naturally earned me quite a few eye rolls.

"Ya Shi, you go back to your godfather's room first, your mother and I will wash for a while longer." Sister Yu Mei told Ya Shi to go back to my room with me first. Of course, I didn't need to wear clothes, just a towel wrapped around my body. But the weather was really cold now, and I was shivering from the cold even after just a few steps. Ya Shi and I ran back to our room. Once inside, Ya Shi couldn't help but sigh, "It's so much warmer inside." It was indeed warm inside. Although there was no central heating like in the north, the heater left by the landlord was still very useful.

Ya Shi and I got into bed naked. Ya Shi nestled against my chest, kissing me. The feeling of a young girl was completely different from that of a mature woman. Although it had gained a touch of maturity, Ya Shi's youthful innocence was still very evident. Even though we had been intimate before, Ya Shi's kissing skills were still lacking; she needed me, her teacher, to guide her. I patiently guided her, savoring her fragrant lips and tongue while giving Ya Shi even greater pleasure.

"Godfather, you kissed so well..." Ya Shi said breathlessly, pulling away from my lips, her face flushed from lack of oxygen. I smiled slightly, gazing at her with boundless affection. Ya Shi's pretty face turned even redder, and she hugged my head, saying sweetly, "Godfather, can you suckle my breast too... Ever since you suckled my breast last time, I've always felt my nipples are a little swollen..."

"Silly girl, that's because you're still developing." I shook my head with a smile and lowered my head to kiss one of her breasts. Her small, delicate breasts resembled tiny steamed buns, their pink nipples incredibly alluring, giving off a sense of purity. I gently suckled her nipple, and Ya Shi, holding my head, let out soft moans, her voice delicate and alluring. This was the unique charm of a young girl; a natural reaction was far more seductive than any affectation.

"Hey, still all lovey-dovey? I thought you two had already started," Sister Yu Mei and Liu Yu Yi said with a slightly surprised smile when they returned from their baths and saw Ya Shi and me.

I spat out Ya Shi's tempting red nipples and laughed, "I was just waiting for you two to come back, otherwise you'd accuse me of stealing."

"You're really petty. You still remember my joke?" Sister Yu Mei gave me a charming sidelong glance, which seemed to steal half my soul.

The two girls, laughing and naked, got into bed, instantly filling it to capacity. I couldn't help but exclaim, "How are we supposed to sleep in such a small bed?"

Liu Yuyi laughed and replied, "That's easy! You and Ya Shi can sleep together, and Yu Mei and I can sleep together, right?" After a slight pause, she joked, "If you want us to sleep with you under the same blanket, that's not difficult either. We'll buy a super-sized bed that can sleep ten or eight people, then you can do whatever you want." Although she was joking, her words were unintentional, but they resonated with me, making me quite eager to try them out.

Sister Yumei smiled and asked, "Yi-mei, I've always thought my views were quite open, but it seems you're even more open than me. If I were you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to be so natural in front of Ya-shi..."

Liu Yu-yi smiled a little shyly, glanced at me, and said, "I come from the countryside. When I was a young girl, I heard adults talk a lot about incest. There were fathers-in-law having affairs with their daughters-in-law, brothers-in-law having affairs with their sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law having affairs with their sisters-in-law... Actually, it's not surprising when you think about it. In the countryside, large families often live together, so it's easier for such things to happen, and these things spread very quickly."

"Some things you can't even imagine, they're really outrageous. For example, I've heard of a man sleeping in the same bed with his wife, daughter-in-law, and biological daughter. Even more outrageous are stories of fathers-in-law, sons-in-law, daughters, and sons-in-law all having affairs..." Although Sister Yumei and I are both quite open-minded, Liu Yu-yi's words still shocked us greatly. We looked at each other, speechless.

"Oh..." Just as I was stunned, I suddenly felt my penis sink into a warm and soft environment. The intense pleasure made me cry out. It turned out that Liu Yuyi had taken advantage of my daze and suddenly lowered her head to take my penis into her mouth. I came back to my senses and felt Liu Yuyi gently licking my penis with her tongue. I couldn't help but protest, "Sister Yi, why did you suddenly attack me like that?"

"Hehe, you look so cute when you're in a daze, it makes me want to tease you." Liu Yuyi spat out the thick penis and said with a grin, then lowered her head and took the grotesque penis into her mouth again. I didn't expect her to say such a thing. I was both amused and annoyed, while Sister Yumei and Yashi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sister Yu Mei gave me a charming sidelong glance and said coquettishly, "Yu Lin, before I said I'd serve you orally, and you made all sorts of excuses. Why don't you say the same to Yi Mei now? It seems you men all think one thing and say another, hmph..." I smiled bitterly and couldn't answer. Although I hadn't lied about this matter, I didn't want to argue anymore. In fact, it was I who had changed.

"Sister Mei, why don't you try..." Liu Yu Yi, having overheard my conversation with Sister Yu Mei, urged her on. Sister Yu Mei glanced at me shyly, lowered her head, opened her small mouth, and took my erect penis into her mouth.

Perhaps because it was her first time, Sister Yu Mei frowned slightly. Liu Yu Yi, standing beside her, gently comforted her, "It might feel a little uncomfortable the first time, but you'll get used to it..." Sister Yu Mei blushed, looking somewhat at a loss. Liu Yu Yi softly instructed her, "First, lick with your tongue... then you can gently bite with your teeth..."

Although Sister Yu Mei seemed quite inexperienced, and I didn't experience much pleasure from it, the psychological satisfaction from this kind of oral sex far outweighed the physical satisfaction. Seeing Sister Yu Mei willing to do this for me without any regard for the filth, I was still very moved. However, seeing Liu Yu Yi teaching Sister Yu Mei so earnestly, I still found it a little funny. I reached out and tapped Ya Shi, who was watching intently, and said, "Why are you watching so closely, little girl? Come on, lie on your godfather's head, let your godfather lick you..."

"Mmm," Ya Shi responded shyly, sticking out her still somewhat immature buttocks and lying on my head, presenting her mysterious forbidden zone to me. I closely admired her youthful vulva; the pink, tender flesh was still tightly closed, showing no signs of the damage from her previous loss of virginity. I extended my tongue and gently licked her alluring vulva. Ya Shi trembled slightly and let out a soft moan; she was indeed very sensitive.

"Hmm... um... godfather... your... tongue... is so amazing... ah..." Ya Shi seemed easily aroused. Before my tongue had even begun its assault, she was already deeply aroused, her honeypot secreting copious amounts of fluid, emitting a strange fragrance. At the same time, Sister Yu Mei and Liu Yu Yi took turns servicing my penis with their mouths. Although I couldn't see what was happening, I could tell from their conversation that Liu Yu Yi was teaching Sister Yu Mei through words and actions.

"Ah... so thick... so full... ah..." Finally, Sister Yu Mei couldn't resist sitting on my body, taking my penis into her wet vagina. The intense pleasure made me thrust upwards forcefully, causing Sister Yu Mei to moan softly.

Meanwhile, under my tongue's ministrations, Ya Shi's vagina was also surging with spring tides, fragrant nectar flowing out continuously, spraying all over my face: "Ah... Godfather...you're so mean...licking my...little bean...ah..."

"Ah...Yi Mei...you're so naughty...ah...don't touch my breasts...ah...Yu Lin...ah...this is going in too deep...ah...it's hitting my flower core...ah...so good..."

"Ah...Godfather...ah...lick a little deeper...yes...yes...that's it...ah...Godfather...you're so amazing...ah...Ya Shi...I can't take it anymore..." Sister Yu Mei and Ya Shi's moans rose and fell, the two different styles of mature beauties and innocent girls were presented to me one by one. Outside it was freezing cold, but inside it was full of spring. The three women wove an invisible net with their tenderness and sweetness, making me fall into it and unable to extricate myself. I felt drunk, and very drunk...

"Sister Mei, that little lazybones Yingying is probably still fast asleep," I said to Sister Yu Mei behind me as I unlocked the door. Because we were worried about gossip, Sister Yu Mei and I left Ya Shi's house at 6:30 in the morning. Sister

Yu Mei replied from behind me, "Maybe Yingying and Ruolan are sleeping together. Those two girls can't cook. I wonder how they managed last night. They probably ate out again."

"Sister Mei, you're worried they'll go hungry? You're being too pessimistic," I said with a smile, shaking my head. I pushed open the door and went inside, and Sister Yu Mei followed me in.

Once inside, I sprawled out on the sofa. Sister Yu Mei walked over to me, somewhat surprised, and asked with concern, "Yu Lin, are you feeling very tired? You're not a young person anymore. Why did you have to be so reckless last night?" Although her tone was slightly reproachful, it felt warm to hear.

"Sister Mei, look how nervous you are? You are a little tired, but it's not as serious as you think. It's mainly because you haven't been sleeping well." I patted Sister Yu Mei's hand to calm her down.

Sister Yu Mei stared at me for a while, then shook her head and said, "You still want to show off? You need to restrain yourself in the future. What happened yesterday can only be done occasionally. I will keep an eye on you from now on and make sure you don't indulge yourself like this again. I will also talk to Yi Mei and Ya Shi later, and I think they will definitely support me." Sigh, I'm going to be managed again, but this feeling of being managed is not bad.

"Sister Mei, I understand what you mean. I will pay attention in the future." As the saying goes, the gentle embrace of a hero is his grave. Sister Mei's worries are not without reason. Indeed, one cannot indulge too much in the sea of desire. Putting aside whether the body can handle it, the most terrible thing is that one's will is gradually worn down. I should keep that in mind. I gestured towards the bedroom and said to Sister Yumei, "Sister Mei, see if Yingying is in there..."

Sister Yumei nodded, walked to the bedroom door, and gently pushed it. Finding it wasn't locked from the inside, she went in.

"They're both there, sleeping soundly." Sister Yumei came out of the bedroom, carrying a blanket. She smiled sweetly at me and whispered, "Don't get the wrong idea, it's not Ruolan, it's Jiani." She gently covered me with the blanket, leaned down and kissed me lightly on the cheek, whispering, "You can take a nap on this sofa, I'll go back and check on Ruolan."

I nodded, watching her leave. Watching her gentle figure disappear through the doorway, I looked back at the blanket covering me, feeling a warm glow in my heart. In terms of gentleness and virtue, even A-Ling might not be as good as Sister Yumei, yet I had given her so little.

I sighed inwardly, a jumble of thoughts flooding my mind, making me wide awake. I simply sat cross-legged on the sofa and began practicing Qigong. Focusing my mind and energy in my lower abdomen, the distracting thoughts were soon driven away, and I gradually entered a state of complete absorption.

Speaking of learning Qigong, it all started in university. I learned from a professor in the foreign languages department, a man surnamed Sun, an unassuming old man. Our acquaintance was quite accidental. Every morning I would exercise in the small woods in front of the sports field, and this old man would also be there every day practicing Tai Chi. Gradually, we became acquainted.

After some time, I discovered that this old man was a very humorous and witty person, without any airs of a teacher, more like a playful old man. He seemed to get along particularly well with me, often inviting me to his house. Once, when I visited, he suddenly said to me, "Hey, kid, want to learn Qigong from me?"

"Oh, you want to take me as your apprentice? Didn't you say you don't take apprentices?" My relationship with Professor Sun has always been somewhere between teacher and student and friend, a bit like a friendship across generations. Also, he doesn't have anyone else at home (his wife has passed away, and his only son is studying abroad), so I've always been very casual with him, speaking to him in a very informal way, sometimes even calling him "old man." And he, in turn, always calls me "kid."

Speaking of which, this funny old man is quite remarkable. He's the vice chairman of the provincial martial arts association, so he's a celebrity in the martial arts world. He was influenced by his father, a renowned martial arts master, from a young age, and later, during his studies abroad, he was exposed to a wide range of Western martial arts. He also seriously studied free fighting and Japanese judo, so he can be considered to have absorbed the strengths of many schools. I only gradually learned all of this after knowing him for a long time, and when I found out, I was quite shocked. I simply couldn't believe that the old man who joked around with me so casually was actually a well-known martial artist.

"Who said I don't take on disciples? I just don't want to take on those muddleheads who don't even know why they practice martial arts. They're either after fame and fortune or just want to fight and be tough. Do you think I could take them on?" The old man glared at me, annoyed. "I've been observing you for quite some time now, and I think you're a good guy, and you suit my temperament. But I won't force you. It's up to you." I didn't really have much to think about. Since the old man was willing to take the initiative, I went along with it and became his disciple.

As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life." After formally becoming the old man's disciple, our relationship returned to normal. This wasn't because the old man put on airs, but because his demands on me were very strict, which instilled a sense of awe in me, making it impossible for me to joke around with him as easily as before.

I studied with the old man for two years. He only taught me qigong, but he would often have me practice with him in real combat. At first, I really couldn't get used to it. The old man would switch between small grappling techniques, free fighting, and judo, and I often ended up with bruises and swelling from his punches. I suffered quite a bit before I gradually got used to it.

Over the years, I've tried to set aside some time each day to practice qigong and martial arts. After more than ten years of persistence, I feel I've benefited immensely. Not only am I very healthy, but I rarely even get minor illnesses like colds or fevers. Ah Ling once said to me, "If everyone were like you, hospitals would have to close down." Of course, she was joking, but I've really been to the hospital very few times in my life, which makes me quite an exception.

Yingying probably inherited my talent and also loves martial arts, and she rarely gets sick either. However, I feel a little regretful that she's too impulsive; otherwise, I might be able to teach her qigong.

"Godfather, are you practicing qigong?" When I finished my practice and opened my eyes, I saw Jia Ni sitting on the sofa opposite me, staring at me with wide eyes and a curious expression on her face. Judging from her sitting posture, she must have been watching me practice for quite some time. This girl's curiosity is truly remarkable.

I smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right, Godfather is practicing Qigong." I glanced at the wall clock; it was already past nine o'clock. I was quite surprised; more than two hours had passed without me realizing it.

"Godfather, can Qigong really cure illnesses?" Jia Ni walked to my side, tilting her head and looking at me curiously. "I've heard people say that Qigong can cure any illness. Is it really that miraculous?" Examples of Qigong curing illnesses are not uncommon and are frequently reported in the news, but to say that it can cure any illness is definitely nonsense.

“Of course it’s not as miraculous as you say. Nothing in this world can cure all diseases, so Qigong can’t cure all diseases either.” I shook my head and smiled at Jia Ni. “However, there’s no doubt that practicing Qigong can strengthen the body. Look at your godfather, he’s practiced Qigong for so many years and rarely gets sick.”

Seeing that Jia Ni seemed a little disappointed with my answer, I smiled and added, “Don’t underestimate Chinese Qigong because of this. You should know that there are many things in it that modern science cannot explain. When the Chinese scientific expedition team went to Antarctica, one of the team members got lost in the icy wilderness and was almost frozen to death. So he sat down in the icy wilderness and started practicing Qigong. When the others found him, they found that his whole body was covered in ice and snow, but miraculously, he had survived. When he returned to China and talked about this, he said that it was the mysterious power of Qigong that saved his life. Although this story sounds a bit mystical, it is a true story, and even CCTV has reported on it.”

“Ah? Godfather, is there such a miraculous thing?” Jia Ni looked incredulous.

I stroked her hair and chuckled, "Would your godfather lie to you? But if we're really going to get to the bottom of this, maybe qigong has nothing to do with it, because nobody can really say for sure whether qigong truly possesses some kind of mysterious power. Let's not get to the point. Anyway, there are many things in this world that are just as inexplicable and unclear as qigong. There are many unknown areas waiting for humanity to explore, and many secrets waiting for humanity to discover. In a sense, the history of human civilization is a history of exploration and discovery."

"Oh, Uncle Liu, are you preaching again?" Ruolan opened the door and walked in, giggling as she spoke.

Before I could say anything, Jia Ni stood up for me, pouting, "Sister Ruolan, why are you talking about godfather like that? What godfather said isn't wrong at all!"

"Oh, so protective of your godfather, huh?" Ruolan smiled and walked over to Jia Ni, pinching her cheek. Jia Ni huffed unhappily and turned her head away angrily, ignoring Ruolan.

Seeing Jia Ni's girlish demeanor, I couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Jia Ni, your older sister Ruolan is just joking. Why are you getting so worked up? Actually, what Ruolan said isn't wrong. Teachers are similar to missionaries. The process of a teacher lecturing is almost like preaching, except that the preacher isn't spreading religious doctrines, but scientific knowledge." Jia Ni blushed and smiled a little shyly.

“Hehe, Uncle Liu, you, as a teacher, always speak with such eloquence.” Ruolan sat down on the sofa opposite me, casually crossed her legs, and said with a smile, “Uncle Liu, we’ve been investing in stocks for a while now. Based on your current impression, what do you think of the Chinese stock market?”

“The Chinese stock market? I can’t say for sure.” I shook my head. “Although I haven’t been in the stock market for long, I’ve read quite a few books and related reports, so I know a little bit. Theoretically, it’s said that the stock market is a barometer of a country’s national economy, but the Chinese stock market has clearly lost that function.”

“I’ve read reports that since the Chinese stock market crash in June 2000, for more than three years, the market has been continuously sluggish, with the stock index falling by nearly 1,000 points and market value evaporating by more than 800 billion yuan. This is completely contrary to the excellent situation of China’s national economy growing at a high rate of about 8% annually.”

"Personally, I think that stock trading in China isn't an investment, but a speculative activity. The entire stock market is a playground for the rich. If you have money, you can come in and play. If you play well, you can win other people's money; if you play poorly, you can only accept your bad luck and lose money. If you're a poor person, don't even think about getting rich through the stock market; that's practically a pipe dream."

"Uncle Liu, you're very blunt, but I agree with your point of view. Stock trading is a gambling game, but it's not quite the same as playing cards or mahjong. In this game, the more money you have, the greater your advantage, which is obviously unfair." Ruolan shook her head with a wry smile and said, "Before I started trading stocks, I naively thought I'd make a lot of money. Now I realize how incredibly naive I was. Let alone making a lot of money, even making a little bit is difficult."

"It's not good to lose confidence so quickly." I smiled and shook my head. "There's a saying in the stock market: one wins, two break even, and seven lose. The vast majority always lose. Especially since we're newbies, or as Yingying would say, stock market novices, we should pay some tuition fees. Ultimately, stock trading is a game of wits. I don't believe that with our two brains, we'll lose miserably. Let's take a long-term view. Let's not talk about making money yet; just not losing is a victory."

"Hehe, Uncle Liu, you saying that makes me feel less pressured," Ruolan said with a smile, then suddenly frowned and said, "Uncle Liu, Sister Yijing seems to have been coming less often lately?"

"Oh, she has a job that's due in a couple of days, so I didn't ask her to come. After she's done with this, she'll come to teach me every day." I explained to Ruolan with a smile, "It seems to be some kind of online software tool. She told me about it, but I didn't quite understand." Ruolan said "Oh" without saying anything. I asked with a smile, "Where are your mom and Yingying? What are they doing?"

"They're whispering to each other again. I don't know how they have so much to say." Ruolan shrugged, spread her hands, and made a helpless expression. "I'm starting to wonder if I'm my mom's daughter or Yingying is. It seems like my mom and I don't talk much."

"Oh, when did you become so sour? My teeth almost fell out from the sourness." I made an exaggerated expression, which made Ruolan and Jiani giggle.

Jia Ni grinned at me and said, "Godfather, Sister Ruolan is jealous."

Ruolan reached out and pinched Jia Ni's cheek, teasing her, "Oh, even little ones know what jealousy is?"

"Sister Ruolan, I'm not little." Jia Ni was clearly unhappy about being called little.

Ruolan chuckled, her eyes darting around, and looked at me, saying, "Uncle Liu, I asked Mom a question, but she wouldn't tell me. You definitely know the answer, can you tell me?" I didn't suspect anything and nodded without hesitation. Ruolan seemed to deliberately glance at Jia Ni, then looked at me with a suggestive smile and said, "Uncle Liu, did you, Mom, and Aunt Liu have a foursome last night?"

Thud! I almost fell to the ground. I never expected Ruolan to ask such a nauseating question. I felt blood rush to my face, turning it instantly like a liver, while Ruolan remained calm and composed, a rather amusing smile on her face. While admiring the open-mindedness of today's young people, I couldn't help but wonder if I was really getting old.

"Godfather, what does 4P mean?" Jia Ni tilted her head, looking at me with a furrowed brow, her innocent face full of confusion. Seeing my embarrassed expression, Ruolan, the instigator, covered her mouth and chuckled. Her laughter made me realize she had done it on purpose.

"You child, how can you be so blunt? Jia Ni is still just a little kid who doesn't understand anything." I glared at Ruolan, my tone slightly reproachful. I looked down at the confused Jia Ni and said softly, "Jia Ni, what your sister Ruolan said wasn't nice, so don't ask anymore."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have poisoned the flowers of our motherland," Ruolan said with a grin. This girl has become quite disrespectful to me lately. Have I been too lenient with them? Perhaps noticing my displeasure, Ruolan stuck out her tongue, stood up, and said, "Uncle Liu, I won't interrupt your conversation. I'm going to check on Mom and Yingying." Heh, she slipped away like a greased ant.

"Godfather, I'm not some clueless little kid," Jiani said, pouting as she sat down beside me after Ruolan left. She looked quite unhappy. "Godfather, Yingying, Aunt Mei, Ruolan, and Yashi all treat me like a child, always talking without letting me listen. And now you're doing the same thing."

"Look at you, your pout is so high you could hang an oil bottle on it," I chuckled, patting Jiani's head. "You are a child, of course they can't let you listen to their conversations, otherwise you'd really be poisoning the flowers of our nation." Looking at Jiani's slightly flushed face, I said earnestly, "Jiani, it's not a bad thing to be curious, but you're still young. There are some things you shouldn't know at your age. When you grow up, you'll naturally understand."

"Godfather, don't always treat me like an ignorant child. Actually, I know everything perfectly well," Jia Ni said coquettishly, pouting. I was slightly taken aback. She lowered her head and continued, "Godfather, I actually figured out the relationship between Sister Ya Shi and you a long time ago. I just pretended not to know. Although I don't know the exact meaning of '4P,' that doesn't mean I'm an ignorant little girl..." I opened my mouth wide, too shocked to speak.

"Godfather, don't look at me like that. What doesn't TV drama talk about these days? Keeping mistresses, having extramarital affairs, AIDS... What doesn't it say? It's not that we want to see this kind of filthy stuff. Once you turn on the TV, you can't escape it even if you want to." What she said wasn't untrue. There's no rating system for TV dramas these days, and almost every drama contains some pornography and violence, which is indeed unsuitable for minors.

“Jiani, I hardly recognize you anymore.” I stroked her hair affectionately, sighing, “I always thought of you as an innocent little girl, assuming you knew nothing. It seems I was wrong, terribly wrong. I didn’t expect you to even know about Ya Shi and me. You must be very disappointed, right? Do you think your godfather is just a hypocrite full of lies?”

“No, godfather, although I still can’t understand what happened between you, Aunt Mei, and Sister Ya Shi, in my heart, you are still the godfather I respect and trust the most.” Jiani sighed softly, “Godfather, Mom was just like you, always treating me like a clueless child, thinking I knew nothing. Actually, it would be better if I really knew nothing. Sometimes I think, how wonderful it would be if people could stay young forever, because then there wouldn’t be so many worries.”

Jiani’s words left me speechless. I never imagined that beneath Jiani’s innocent smile, there was such a sentimental heart. I sensed the helplessness in her words, but the laws of life are inescapable. Everyone grows up, everyone experiences birth, aging, illness, and death; it's something no one can avoid. I silently stroked Jia Ni's hair, a strange sadness welling up inside me.

After a moment of silence, Jia Ni looked up at me sweetly and said, "Godfather, there's a problem that's been bothering me a lot, and I really don't know what to do."

"What's the problem? Can you tell me?" From Jia Ni's furrowed brows, I could sense the confusion in her heart.

Jia Ni nodded, then looked down at her feet and whispered, "Godfather, do you know why I come here every weekend? It's because I don't want to stay at home. I feel too stifled at home, and it seems like I have nothing to say to Mom."

"Jia Ni, how can this be? I think you know better than I do the hardships your mother has endured to raise you all these years, and I can see that your mother loves you very, very much. How can you not have anything to say to her?" Hearing Jia Ni's words, I was shocked again. This was such a stark contrast to the intimate scene of a mother and daughter who could talk about anything that I had imagined.

“Godfather, of course I know the hardships Mom has endured for me all these years…” Jia Ni looked up and glanced at me quickly, then lowered her head again, continuing, “I’ve seen and remembered so many things, how could I not understand?” Gently shaking her head, Jia Ni sighed and said, “I know Mom has always been suffering inside, but she’s never shown it to me, and she never says anything to me. But when it’s late at night, when she thinks I’m asleep, she often cries secretly, clutching her pillow…”

At this point, Jia Ni’s eyes seemed a little red. She paused, wiped her eyes, and continued, “I’ve tried to talk to her, but as soon as I open my mouth, she’ll turn on me, looking very impatient, and say, ‘Children shouldn’t concern themselves with adult matters. You just need to study hard, and you don’t need to worry about anything else.’ I know Mom still treats me like a child and doesn’t want me to be affected, but she doesn’t realize that this makes me feel even more distressed, and her expectations put a lot of pressure on me.”

"To make my mom happy, I started studying like crazy, and my grades got better and better. But at the same time, my mom's demands on me became stricter and stricter. From being in the top five in my class at the beginning, to the top ten in the grade, and now to the top three in the grade, my mom's demands on me have been escalating. Godfather, I feel like I'm turning into a learning machine. Often, while other classmates are having fun, I'm still in the classroom studying because I'm afraid I won't be able to meet my mom's expectations..."

"Jiani, why don't you just tell your mom these thoughts?" From Jiani's words, I felt that the problem between them was indeed quite serious, and I think it was due to a lack of communication between them.

Jia Ni shook her head slightly and said with a wry smile, "How could I dare tell Mom? I remember once I got 98 on a math test, and because I didn't get first place, she scolded me for ages, saying I was useless and that I had let her down. By the end, I was scared; it felt like I had committed a terrible crime."

"And Mom is always busy with her clothing store, she doesn't have much time for me..." Jia Ni paused slightly, then continued, "Many times I have so much to say to her, but seeing how tired she is, I can only swallow my words. Especially when I'm unhappy, I really want to talk to her, but I can't find the opportunity..."

“Sigh, I never imagined there was such a serious problem between you and your mother. If you hadn’t spoken up today, I would never have guessed it even if I racked my brains…”

I frowned and said, “Jiani, if you ever have anything bothering you, you can come to me, Aunt Mei, or Sister Ruolan. Don’t keep it all bottled up inside. It’s fortunate you spoke up today, otherwise we’d all still be in the dark. I’ll find some time to talk to your mother about this; you and your mother really lack communication. However, Jiani, your godfather still has to say, your mother is actually a very good person; she just might have had too high expectations of you…”

“Godfather, of course I know Mom is a very good person, and also a very pitiful one…” Jia Ni sighed again and said softly, “I was young and ignorant before, and there were many things I didn’t know, but now I know. Of course, Mom didn’t tell me; I heard it from our former neighbors, Aunt Wang and Aunt Li. I heard they had arranged many suitors for Mom, and quite a few men who were good enough and interested in her, but when they heard about me, the ‘third party,’ they all backed out. After being hurt a few times, Mom became disheartened, so much so that when someone who didn’t care wanted to be with her later, she became unhappy because she was afraid I would be looked down upon by my stepfather. That’s why Mom hasn’t looked for anyone else until now, but I know she’s actually very bitter inside, otherwise she wouldn’t often cry secretly in the middle of the night after I’m asleep…”

“Jia Ni, I think someone as good as your mother will definitely find her own happiness,” I said softly after a long silence. However, life is often filled with disappointments, and who can guarantee that she will truly get what she wants?

After listening to me, Jia Ni was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up at me and smiled, saying, "Godfather, there's something I need to tell you, but don't laugh."

Seeing me nod, she continued, "The first time I came here, you held my hand while we went grocery shopping. I felt your hand was so warm, a feeling I'd never experienced before. So, without hesitation, I decided to become your godfather. Actually, I didn't just think about becoming your godfather; I had a bolder idea. I thought, since my godmother died saving me, and I've lost my father, wouldn't it be perfect if you and my mother married?" "

On one hand, my mother and I could repay her kindness in saving me; on the other hand, I felt you were a very good person and would definitely treat my mother well, so she wouldn't suffer so much anymore. Honestly, I really thought it was the best ending, and I was even thinking about whether to work with Sister Yingying to persuade you two. But I never expected that you and Aunt Mei had already... and later even Sister Ya Shi..." Jia Ni shook her head, a look of deep regret on her face.

“Jiani…” I gazed lovingly at Jiani’s pretty face, stroking her hair softly, and said gently, “Your godfather isn’t a good person. There are plenty of men in this world better than me. If your mother wanted to, she could definitely find a man much, much better than your godfather. But I think the biggest obstacle is your mother’s own mindset. She’s probably still worried about you, so I think you should find an opportunity to talk to her properly and share your thoughts with her today.”

“Okay, I’ll try.” Jiani nodded thoughtfully, seemingly still harboring some concerns. The one who tied the knot must untie it; ultimately, the problems between mother and daughter must be faced and resolved by themselves.

I smiled and patted her, encouraging her, “Your mother is a reasonable person. As long as you find a suitable time to talk to her properly, she will definitely understand you.” Jiani nodded and didn’t say anything more. I didn't want to dwell on this any longer, so I changed the subject, saying, "By the way, Jia Ni, you came yesterday, and your Aunt Mei wasn't here. None of you three can cook, so where did you eat out?"

"Oh, we went to eat pizza yesterday. Sister Yuqing took us..." Before she could finish, Jia Ni suddenly covered her mouth, clearly realizing she'd let something slip.

My gaze immediately turned stern. I stared at Jia Ni and asked, "What Sister Yuqing? Is it Mei Yuqing? How did you end up with her?"

"I...I..." Before Jia Ni could finish her sentence, the door was suddenly pushed open. Sister Yumei, Ruolan, and Yingying walked over from across the hall. Seeing that Jia Ni and I looked a little unwell, Sister Yumei asked curiously, "Huh? What's wrong with you two? Did something happen?"

"Yingying, come here," I said to Yingying behind her, instead of answering Sister Yumei's question.

Yingying looked at me and Jiani with a puzzled expression, then slowly walked to my side and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

I glared at her irritably and asked sternly, "Did Mei Yuqing come yesterday? Did you go out for pizza with her?"

"Dad..." Yingying's expression changed, and she looked at Jiani: "Jiani, you..." Before Jiani could say anything, the apologetic look on her face said it all. Yingying's expression changed again, and she secretly glanced at me, then lowered her head timidly and said, "Dad, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to hide it from you..."

I remained silent with a cold face, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees, making the atmosphere awkward. Sister Yumei couldn't stand it anymore and said to me, "Yulin, don't blame Yingying and Jiani. They were just trying to consider your feelings; it's out of filial piety. Don't be too harsh on them..."

"Tell me everything that happened." I stared at Yingying with a stern gaze, genuinely angry. Of course, I wasn't blaming them for their relationship with Mei Yuqing; I was angry because they deliberately kept it from me and Sister Yumei.

Yingying glanced at me timidly, then tugged at my arm and whispered, "Dad, don't be angry, listen to me. That day, Sister Yuqing pulled Jia Ni and me aside and poured her heart out to us, even telling us things you hadn't told me… Jia Ni and I initially hated her, but we were moved by her sincerity and shed many tears with her…"

"Dad, don't you often say, 'To err is human'?" Yingying glanced at me furtively and continued, "Jia Ni and I both want to believe that Sister Yuqing is a kind-hearted person, and that she only made a mistake unintentionally. You agree with that, right?"

Seeing that I didn't react, Yingying cautiously continued, "Later, Sister Yuqing went to the school to see Jia Ni and me many times, often driving us home after school; the more we interacted with her, the more we forgave her. Yesterday, she originally wanted to talk to you, but since you and Aunt Mei were helping Sister Ya Shi move, she invited Sister Ruolan, Jia Ni, and me to eat pizza, and bought us a lot of clothes, including some for you and Aunt Mei..."

"She really knows how to win people over," I thought to myself, recalling my conversation with Mei Yuqing last time, and couldn't help but shake my head, thinking that this girl was really persistent, actually finding a breakthrough through Yingying. However, I also knew that the reason she went to such lengths was actually just to achieve inner peace, just like Christian believers who confess their wrongdoings before a priest (pastor) to seek inner peace.

In truth, everyone is like this: after making a mistake, they desperately try to find excuses and comfort themselves. I'm no exception. Whether I resign or not, it doesn't change what I've already done to Ya Shi and Liu Yuyi. Resigning is just a way to seek some kind of solace for my conscience. So, to be honest, everyone is hypocritical.

It's just that there are big differences between hypocrites, which is why there are petty people and gentlemen. In my personal opinion, there are no truly virtuous people in this world, which leads to many self-proclaimed gentlemen who are actually hypocrites.

Seeing my noncommittal expression, Ruolan said with some dissatisfaction, "Uncle Liu, I was the one who agreed to yesterday's matter. If you want to blame someone, blame me, not Yingying and Jiani."

She glanced at me and continued, "Uncle Liu, I know about your grudges with the Mei family. Although I feel very sad for Aunt Ling's misfortune, I think you should be more magnanimous. That Miss Mei was willing to make such a great sacrifice to make up for her mistakes. Are you really unmoved?" It seemed that Mei Yuqing must have said something to Ruolan, otherwise Ruolan wouldn't have said that.

I looked up at Ruolan, shook my head with a wry smile, and said, "Ruolan, do you also think I'm angry because of their relationship with Mei Yuqing? No, no, I'm angry that these two girls deliberately kept these things from me and your mother..."

I looked at Yingying and Jiani, who seemed a little uneasy, and said earnestly, "Considering that you two kept it from me out of consideration for my feelings, I won't blame you this time. But in the future, you can't keep anything from me and your Aunt Mei like this again. If you do it again, I'll definitely spank you." I wasn't really that angry; I just wanted to take this opportunity to warn the two girls. Seeing that they both looked like they sincerely admitted their mistakes, I naturally didn't scold them anymore.
10-27

Chapter 11

"Dad, I'll never hide anything from you again." Yingying stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Dad, you looked so scary just now..."

"Yeah, godfather, I've never seen you so serious before." Jia Ni said with lingering fear. Seeing the two's exaggerated expressions, Ruolan and Sister Yumei both giggled.

Ruolan smiled and said to the two of them, "See? I told you long ago that Uncle Liu wouldn't have the heart to punish you, but you didn't believe me."

"Well, did you two conspire together?" I realized what she meant and glared at Ruolan.

Ruolan chuckled, then her face turned serious and she said, "Uncle Liu, you're really judging me by my own standards. I only found out about Mei Yuqing's matter yesterday. I told them both that I had to tell you as soon as possible, and Mom only found out just now. How can you say we conspired?"

"Hey, you're taking this so seriously." I shook my head with a laugh.

Leaning against me, Yingying suddenly whispered, "Dad, Sister Yuqing bought you a suit, it cost over a thousand yuan. Do you want to try it on?" A suit costing over a thousand yuan? That's almost a month's salary for me, that's really extravagant. Actually, I've always believed that as long as clothes are decent and fit well, that's enough. Whether they're designer brands or expensive, I don't think it's necessary to care. I think even if I become rich, I won't waste money on things like this.

“Yingying, Jiani, I won’t forbid you from associating with Mei Yuqing, but you can’t accept things from her so easily anymore, and…”

I gazed out the window, hesitated for a moment, and then continued, “Besides, the Mei family is wealthy, and they’re bound to have some bad habits. You can’t follow suit. Especially you girls, you must never pick up the bad habit of vanity… Back when your mother and I got married, our combined salaries were only a little over a hundred yuan, but we were still very happy. Yingying, Jiani, you must know that there are many things in this world that money can’t buy, and many things that are more precious than money…”

“Dad, I understand. I’ll go return the things Sister Yuqing gave me tomorrow,” Yingying looked up at me, then lowered her head and murmured.

“People give gifts out of kindness. Since you’ve already accepted them, how can you return them? Wouldn’t that be too rude? It might even make people think we’re being hypocritical and pretentious.” I shook my head, reached out and patted Yingying’s head, and said gently, “Making mistakes isn’t a big deal, as long as you pay attention and correct them in the future. The key is for you to understand in your heart what is right and what you should do, and what is wrong and what you shouldn’t do.”

“Mm.” Yingying and Jiani nodded obediently. Ruolan giggled and said, “Uncle Liu, you really have the makings of a teacher. You’re really good at disciplining people. I’ve witnessed it several times today, and it’s quite an eye-opener.”

“Tsk, how can you be so disrespectful to your Uncle Liu?” Sister Yumei scolded her daughter with a smile. I couldn’t help but smile as well. Perhaps it’s true, as Ruolan said, that being a teacher for a long time can lead to a kind of occupational hazard. Yingying and Jiani laughed along. After laughing, Yingying looked at me and said, "Dad, are you still going to try on that suit?"

"Try it, of course I'll try it on!" There's a Buddhist saying, "Demons arise from the mind." If I can't get past Mei Yuqing, I'm afraid my inner knot will never be untied. Sigh, to be honest, a suit costing over a thousand yuan doesn't look much different from one costing a hundred yuan, except the fabric is better and it feels a bit crisper. I personally think it's a bit overpriced.

"Godfather, you look so handsome in it!" Jiani grinned, looking at me in the mirror, winking and exclaiming exaggeratedly.

Ruolan laughed and added, "Yeah, Uncle Liu, if you were ten years younger, maybe I'd chase after you." Hey, I never thought a grown man like me would be taken advantage of by a little girl.

Seeing my bewildered expression, Sister Yumei, Yingying, and the others chuckled. Sister Yumei carefully smoothed out the hem of my clothes, looked me over from left to right, and said with satisfaction, "Yulin, we're not kidding, this outfit really suits you. Uh, I'm a little confused, how did Mei Yuqing know your clothes size?"

"Huh? Yeah? I never thought of that." Yingying frowned and thought for a moment, "Even I don't know Dad's clothes size, how could Sister Yuqing know so accurately?"

I pondered for a while, then said, "Last time I took her home, my clothes were soiled by her drunken vomit, so I left them at the Mei family's house. It seems she must have measured my clothes size beforehand."

"Oh, so that's what happened. Dad, I almost forgot. You had a really tough day. First, Yuqing threw up all over you, and then Ruolan threw up all over you. Your luck was really terrible."

Yingying glanced at me with a grin, then at Ruolan, whose pretty face was slightly red, and said with a smile, "Dad, Aunt Mei and I weren't home that night. Could it be that you gave Ruolan a bath? I asked Ruolan, but she just wouldn't tell me... Ah..." It turned out that Ruolan, who was blushing with embarrassment, had tickled her. Yingying was the most ticklish girl, and she screamed and ran away.

"Don't run...stop right there..." Ruolan chased Yingying into the room.

I turned my head and saw Jiani blushing and secretly smiling. I couldn't help but feel a surge of heat in my own face. I reached out and flicked her forehead, laughing and scolding, "Little girl, don't listen to your sister Yingying's nonsense. Don't let your little head of yours get all messed up. You're not old enough to be thinking like that..."

"Godfather...what are you saying..." Jiani's pretty face turned bright red from my words, and she ran into the room shyly.

Sister Yu Mei glanced at Jiani's retreating figure and said with a smile, "This little girl is starting to understand things. By the way, what were you and her talking about just now?"

I whispered, "We were talking about her mother. I'll tell you more about it later."

"Oh." Sister Yu Mei gave a soft hum, looked at me in the mirror, and sighed softly, "Yu Lin, standing next to you, I really feel old."

"Sister Mei, what nonsense are you talking about? You're only five years older than me. Why are you saying such old-fashioned things? If someone who didn't know the situation heard this, they would think it was a mother talking to her son." At this moment, I finally understood Sister Yu Mei's thoughts a little. It turns out that women are all so concerned about their age.

"Pfft..." Sister Yu Mei couldn't help but giggle, her pretty face blushing. She gave me a charming sidelong glance and said shyly, "You're so cheeky." Looking at Sister Yu Mei's shy and smiling charm, I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my heart and stared at her beautiful face. Sister Yumei blushed slightly under my intense gaze, her pretty face turning even redder. She lightly tapped my forehead with her delicate fingers and scoffed, "Silly boy." Her soft, sweet voice and deep affection made my bones melt. I reached out and grabbed her slender hand, gently kissing it…

The day passed quickly. After dinner, I walked Jia Ni to the school gate and watched her get into her car before returning home. As usual, Ruolan and I studied stock trends, which had become a daily routine.

Now I was familiar with symbols and terms such as the 0 Index (total market capitalization index), 0a Index (average stock price index), 0b Index (circulating shares index), and the cyqh indicator for stock distribution. So-called experience usually involves finding patterns in various indicators and curves to predict the future trend of a stock, thereby guiding one's buying and selling decisions.

After discussing stocks with Ruolan, it was already 9 PM. Ruolan was a bit tired, so she started browsing online. Sister Yumei and Yingying chatted while watching TV. I, on the other hand, retreated to my bedroom and seized the opportunity to read a book about computers.

At first, when I first started reading computer books, the sheer volume of technical jargon was overwhelming, and I felt tired after a short while. But I'm slowly getting used to it. Time passed by unnoticed until Yingying's voice rang out from the bedroom door: "Dad, the Serie A match has started, are you watching?"

"Yes, of course I'll watch! I missed the Bundesliga and La Liga last night, so I definitely have to watch Serie A tonight," I replied, putting down my book.

Speaking of which, I do enjoy watching TV, but I never watch those melodramatic soap operas; I only watch news and sports programs. In sports programming, ranked by personal preference from highest to lowest, I most enjoy watching live broadcasts of football, Formula 1 racing, and Go (Weiqi). I only recently became a fan of Formula 1, about two years ago, but I'll be able to go to Shanghai to watch a match live next year.

Speaking of football, I only played in university; after moving to Qingdao, I almost never had the chance to play myself, but that doesn't diminish my love for the sport. Like many football enthusiasts, I never watch domestic Chinese football leagues because I don't want to waste my time on matches rife with match-fixing, biased referees, and low-level gameplay. I only watch the top five European leagues; the pure joy of football there captivates me.

Of course, the top five European leagues vary in quality, with La Liga, Serie A, and the Premier League undoubtedly being the highest. My earliest exposure to Serie A dates back to my university days, in the mid-1980s.

Back then, universities weren't like they are now, where every dormitory had a television. Having one television in a dormitory building was considered good, and it was even black and white. Back then, you could count the number of TV channels on your fingers; even CCTV-5 hadn't been established yet, so there weren't nearly as many live sports broadcasts as there are now. I remember that CCTV only regularly broadcast highlights of Italian Serie A goals. Teams like Sampdoria, Napoli, Inter Milan, and AC Milan were etched into my mind from that time.

But if it were just those Italian league highlights, I don't think I would have become so obsessed with football. Ultimately, it was the 1986 Mexico World Cup that truly captivated me. Maradona and his "Hand of God" made him an overnight sensation, and his classic long-range goal is unforgettable.

I still vividly remember sneaking out of the dormitory with a few classmates to watch the game at a small restaurant outside the school gate. Because back then, the school dormitories would turn off the lights and close the doors at 10:30 PM, and the Sichuanese owner of that restaurant happened to be a football fan. He watched the games with us and even treated us to late-night snacks. Those days were the most memorable period of my university life, and even now, thinking back on them still excites me. Although I can't remember what the restaurant owner looked like now, I'm still grateful to him to this day. I just wonder if he's doing well in this vast world.

In comparison, my interest in Go started much earlier. Like many Go enthusiasts in China, I fell in love with Go during the time when Nie Weiping (Nie Weiping) swept aside Japanese players in the China-Japan Go Tournament. However, there was another reason I fell in love with Go: the philosophy of life contained within the game attracted me. As

the saying goes, "Go is like life." I don't play Go myself. To put it jokingly, my level is probably around 24 kyu. Anyone who knows a little about Go could easily defeat me. However, I really enjoy watching Go tournament broadcasts because the professional players' commentary allows you to fully appreciate the ups and downs and unexpected turns of a game, giving you a profound understanding of what it means to "lose the whole game with one wrong move." Life is much the same; one wrong step leads to another, and by the time you turn back, it's too late. I feel that way now.

But Chinese Go today has long lost the dominance of Nie Weiping's era, sweeping through tournaments. Even winning a world championship has become an unattainable goal.

Take the recently concluded LG Cup, for example. Chang Hao and Wang Lei, who were highly anticipated, both failed in the quarterfinals, and South Korean players once again swept the top four. I think everyone who still follows Chinese Go, like me, feels as disheartened as I do upon seeing this news, because the collective weakness of the national Go team has disappointed us far too many times, leaving us with no hope.

Since Nie Weiping and Ma Xiaochun met in the finals of two major world Go tournaments in 1996, a full seven years passed without a Chinese player winning a world championship, a fact that cannot help but make the Chinese Go community ashamed. During those seven years, only Yu Bin and Zhou Heyang's two victories in the Asian Cup TV Quick Go Tournament were noteworthy, but the Asian Cup title cannot compare to world Go championships like the LG Cup and Chunlan Cup.

Among all the Chinese players who have challenged for world Go championships, the most regrettable cases are undoubtedly those of Nie Weiping and his disciple Chang Hao.

Nie Weiping was born at the wrong time. When his skills were at their peak, world Go tournaments had not yet emerged, allowing him to shine only in individual tournaments. By the time world Go tournaments became available, his form had already begun to decline, and he also faced tough opponents like Cao Xunxuan and Ma Xiaochun, ultimately failing to achieve his goals despite numerous attempts.

As for his prized disciple Chang Hao, he not only rose to fame in the China-Japan Go Tournament like his father, but his journey to the world Go championship also bore a striking resemblance to Chang Hao's, repeatedly failing in the finals of world Go tournaments. However, Chang Hao's nemesis has now become the South Korean prodigy Lee Chang-ho, known as the "Stone Buddha," prompting the lament, "Why did Hao exist if not Chang Hao?"

Today, Nie Weiping is past his prime, playing for the Guizhou TV team in the Chinese Go League. While he occasionally shows promise, he is no longer the force he once was, often making blunders even with a significant advantage, a truly regrettable situation.

Meanwhile, Chang Hao, in his prime, is also experiencing a continuous slump, suffering defeats in both domestic and international tournaments. This time, he even lost the LG Cup to a relatively unknown young South Korean player, leaving one speechless. Considering the experiences of this master and apprentice, it's less about their lack of skill in chess leading to missed opportunities, and more about the cruel tricks of fate.

Humans have preferences, even for things that seem unrelated to us. Sometimes we can articulate the reasons, sometimes not. Take Serie A teams, for example: I like Inter Milan and dislike Juventus; I can list countless reasons for disliking Juventus, but I can't give a single reason for liking Inter Milan. Perhaps, as the popular advertising slogan says—"I just like it."

When someone likes something, they often pour their emotions into it, inevitably experiencing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Football and Go, on the surface, seem like two completely unrelated things, but when you invest your emotions in both, you'll find they're actually quite similar, evoking strikingly similar feelings.

Just as Inter Milan's performance in recent years has disappointed its fans, the performance of Chinese Go masters similarly leaves fans with a bitter feeling of "disappointment and frustration." A close comparison reveals a striking resemblance between Inter Milan's quest for the Serie A title and China's journey to win the World Go Championship. Both teams consistently falter at crucial moments, ultimately failing. Consider Ronaldo's tearful defeat at the San Siro in 2002, and Chang Hao's heartbreaking loss in the Fujitsu Cup—don't you see the uncanny similarities?

Life is often cruel, yet it goes on, leading people to comfort themselves with the belief that "tomorrow will be better." Ronaldo left Milan's San Siro amidst chants of "Judas" from fans, only to win his first league title a year later at Madrid's Bonaú Stadium. Inter Milan sacked the conservative Argentine coach Cuper and welcomed the passionate Zaccheroni; everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction. The Chinese Go Association also changed its leader, but can this truly lift Chinese Go out of its predicament? Only time will tell.

On Wednesday, November 5th, the sky was overcast and the temperature was low, creating a sense of oppression. Around 4 PM, I emerged from the city library, covered in dust and carrying several math books on "Game Theory," "Fuzzy Mathematics," and "Modern Algebra." I took deep breaths of the cold but fresh air, drawing stares from passersby.

Why was I in such a state? The answer is simple: the books I borrowed were highly theoretical mathematics texts, covered in a thick layer of dust, probably untouched for years. As for why I borrowed these neglected and difficult math books, it's because I've recently been studying game theory in the stock market. With my background in mathematics, I have an almost obsessive desire to conduct more in-depth research.

Standing at the library entrance, watching the hurried passersby on the street, I felt as if I had forgotten something. I stared blankly for a long time, still unable to remember, until I saw the China Merchants Bank sign across from the library. Suddenly, I remembered that Ruolan had asked me to help her get a "One-Card" (a type of bank card) before I left. I slapped my forehead hard, thinking, "What kind of brain am I?"

I carried the borrowed books across the street, climbed a dozen steps, and lifted the thick curtain to reach the China Merchants Bank branch on the second floor of the building opposite the library. Perhaps because it was almost closing time, the branch was quite deserted, with only a few scattered customers. There were only two people in line at my window, so it was my turn quickly.

"Next." In the somewhat cold voice of the pretty teller, I approached the glass window, handing over the filled-out form and a photocopy of my ID card that I had prepared beforehand: "I need to apply for two One-Cards." Because Ruolan had told me that using a "One-Card" for stock trading and money transfers was very convenient, I decided to get one for myself as well.

The saleswoman took the materials from my hands, raised her beautiful eyes, and glanced at me through the cold glass. Although it was only for a fleeting moment, I noticed a subtle change in her expression; I saw a hint of disdain and contempt in her eyes. I looked down at myself and shook my head inwardly. Who told me to look so disheveled?

A short while later, the two "cards" were processed. This saleswoman was quite efficient, but seeing her relieved expression as she handed me the cards, I couldn't help but wonder if she wanted me to disappear from her sight quickly, hence her unusually efficient actions. I shook my head with a wry smile, dismissing this almost pointless thought, and walked towards the door with my book in my arms.

"Ouch..." I had just lifted the heavy curtain and taken a step outside, before my head was fully out, when I felt myself collide heavily with someone's body. Then came a woman's scream and the sound of the book falling to the ground, interspersed with what sounded like something rolling. I had a bad feeling. This storefront jutted out from the second floor, leading down a dozen or so steps to the ground. I must have bumped into her and sent her tumbling down the steps.

I hurriedly lifted the curtain and looked down, and was stunned. A short woman was lying on the ground groaning, and a small handbag lay nearby. Because her face was turned away from me, I couldn't tell her age. I cursed under my breath and rushed down the steps. It was all the thick curtain's fault; it prevented anyone from seeing each other.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you hurt anywhere?" I apologized as I helped the woman up. Only then did I get a good look at her face. She looked to be about thirty years old. While not a stunning beauty, she was pretty and charming, with delicate eyebrows and an oval face. She looked vaguely familiar. But at that moment, I didn't care about looking at her face; I was only concerned about whether she was hurt.

"Ouch...ouch...my back..." the woman murmured, frowning, rubbing her back. It seemed she might have twisted it.

As she stood up, I quickly glanced at her and noticed that although she was covered in dust, there didn't seem to be any visible injuries. Relieved, I apologized hastily, "I'm so sorry...I'm really sorry...are you hurt anywhere...?"

"I think I twisted my back..." the woman said, brushing the dust off her clothes and checking for injuries, muttering, "It should be alright, right? I'm wearing thick clothes." Indeed, it was fortunate she was wearing a thick down jacket; otherwise, falling from such a high step could easily have resulted in a serious injury. She looked around, making sure she wasn't injured, before looking up at me. Seeing my ashamed expression, she seemed embarrassed: "I seem to be fine. Are you alright too?"

Seeing me nod, she continued, "It's not your fault. I was in a hurry. I was afraid the bank would close..." Perhaps noticing the books scattered on the steps, she said to me, "Are those your books? Please pick them up quickly, otherwise they'll be trampled on when people come out. I have urgent business to attend to, so I don't have time to talk to you anymore..." As she spoke, she bent down to pick up her bag from the ground. Seeing her anxious expression, I didn't say anything more, so I also bent down to pick up the books.

"Ouch..." I had just picked up a book when I heard a cry of pain behind me. I was startled, and the book I had just picked up fell to the ground. I turned around and saw her bent over in pain, touching her ankle. I quickly ran to her side, bent down, and asked, "What happened?"

"Ouch, I twisted my ankle when I fell."

Hearing that it was just a sprained ankle, I felt a little relieved, but I was still a little worried and asked, "Is it serious? Should I take you to the hospital?" Actually, if it's just a sprained ankle, there's no need to go to the hospital at all; a massage will be fine soon.

"Going to the hospital for such a small thing is too much trouble, and the bank is about to close. I need to withdraw money urgently." She frowned and limped up the steps, saying to me, "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be in any serious condition, I nodded and went to pick up the books scattered on the ground. When I picked up the book and straightened up, I noticed she looked pained, leaning against the railing of the steps. Slightly surprised, I went to her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My ankle seems swollen; it hurts a lot when I walk," she said, gasping for breath, sounding both pained and anxious.

Seeing how urgent she seemed, I said, "How about I help you inside so we can get the money first, and then I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

She hesitated slightly, glanced up at the dozen or so steps, blushed slightly, and nodded, "Okay, help me up then." When her hand touched my shoulder, I noticed she was only about 1.5 meters tall, quite a difference from my 1.78 meters, so I had to awkwardly hunch over.

"May I ask what's so urgent? Why are you in such a hurry to get the money?" Seeing her slightly embarrassed expression as she leaned against me, I quickly changed the subject to divert her attention.

She glanced down at the steps beneath her feet and replied, “Oh dear, how can I not be anxious? It’s already the 5th, and our factory hasn’t paid last month’s wages yet. The workers are practically wearing down the threshold of my office, the accountant’s office. How can I not be anxious? This afternoon, a payment arrived, so I rushed over to get the money to pay the workers. Don’t laugh, but even this isn’t enough. I have no choice but to take it back and pay a portion first. Otherwise, how are they supposed to support their families? Don’t you think so?”

“Yes, yes, everyone’s struggling these days,” I nodded, helping her up the steps. “Which company are you from? What’s your name?”

“My surname is Liang, and I work at the city printing factory. Our company is actually quite profitable, but we have a ton of uncollectible debts. It's really frustrating.” She shook her head and sighed. I was speechless, because I’d seen similar situations countless times on TV and in newspapers. Businesses trapped in this kind of debt problem are everywhere in the country.

“Miss, I need to withdraw some money.” I helped her to the window, and she eagerly handed over the check. The pretty young woman behind the glass looked up at her, then at me, before quickly typing away on the computer in front of her.

A few minutes later, Ms. Liang successfully withdrew more than 50,000 yuan. While she was counting the money, the pretty young lady who was free turned her gaze to me with a look of contempt and disgust, which made me feel uncomfortable all over. I was annoyed and thought to myself, "What are you looking at? So what if my clothes are a little dirty? You're so snobbish."

After completing the formalities, I helped Ms. Liang out of the bank and down the steps. Passersby cast surprised glances at us. I had a clear conscience and didn't feel anything special, but I could sense that Ms. Liang, whom I was supporting, was acting a little unnaturally. After she came down the steps, she turned to me and said, "Thank you so much for earlier. I'm too embarrassed to trouble you again. You can go ahead with your work. I'll just take a taxi back to the factory."

Her face was a little red. I glanced down at her sprained ankle and asked with some concern, "Are you... are you really sure you can manage?"

"I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me."

Seeing her resolute expression, I didn't say anything more. These days, you can't be too over the top when you're being a good person, or people might think you're up to something. I could only nod and say goodbye, "Okay then, I'll be going now."

After saying goodbye, I turned to leave. I hadn't taken two steps when I heard her call me from behind, "Hey, wait a minute..."

"Is there... anything else?" I stopped and turned around, surprised.

She smiled at me a little embarrassedly, then looked at me and said, "Oh dear, look at me, I forgot to ask your name! How rude of me!"

"Oh, I see. My surname is Liu, Liu Yulin, and I'm a teacher at the city high school." I thought it was something important, but it turned out she just wanted to know my surname.

Hearing my answer, she suddenly stiffened, and a look of inexplicable surprise appeared on her face. She stared at me blankly and said, "You're Liu Yulin, the math teacher at the city high school?"

"Yes? You've heard of me?" I looked at her with suspicion, very confused, not understanding why she reacted so strongly to my name.

But I soon knew the answer. She suddenly slapped her thigh and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, Teacher Liu, what a coincidence! I'm Liang Xiaoyan's mother!"

"Ah?" I was also stunned, thinking, what a coincidence! I promised Xiaoyan I'd visit her this week, and I was planning to go on Friday. I never expected to run into her mother in this unexpected situation. It's quite a coincidence, isn't it? But it certainly proves the saying, "Nothing happens without a coincidence."

"Oh dear, what a coincidence! Xiaoyan's been talking about you coming to our house this week, and here we are!" She seemed very happy, her face flushed with excitement. "Oh dear, look at me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Liang Wanqing. Xiaoyan told me you're thirty-six, right? I'm three years older than you, so we're practically in-laws. You can just call me Sister Liang."

"Sister Liang…wait…how come you also…" I was about to speak when it suddenly dawned on me—she also has the surname Liang?

Although I hadn't finished speaking, she already knew what I wanted to say. She smiled a little awkwardly and picked up where I left off, saying, "Are you wondering why I also have the surname Liang? It's actually quite simple. After I divorced Xiaoyan's father, Xiaoyan changed her surname to mine." I said "Oh," not knowing what else to say, as this wasn't a pleasant topic.

"Yulin..." Liang Wanqing looked up, about to say something, when a taxi stopped in front of us. The driver looked at Liang Wanqing and me with an inquiring gaze, as if asking if we wanted a ride. Liang Wanqing nodded to the driver, indicating that she wanted to ride in his car. Then she turned to look at me,

her face showing reluctance, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. I felt strange, so I asked, "Sister Liang, what's wrong? Why aren't you getting in the car?" Liang Wanqing smiled at me a little shyly, her face slightly flushed, and whispered, "Yulin, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to help me. My legs feel so numb from the pain..."

I was taken aback and complained, "Then why were you showing off just now?"

She glanced at me with a flushed face and said softly, "How could I have asked you to just now?"

"Okay, let's not talk about that. Come on, let me help you into the car. I'll take you back to the printing factory first, you can give the money to the other person, and then I'll take you home, okay?" She nodded gently. I helped her into the back seat of the taxi first, and then I got in myself. I told the driver "printing factory," and the driver nodded knowingly. The car slowly started moving.

Seeing the pain on Liang Wanqing's face, I looked down and asked, "Sister Liang, are you in a lot of pain? Let me take a look." Liang Wanqing's pretty face turned red. She glanced furtively at the driver in front of her, then nodded slightly. Looking embarrassed, she raised her sprained right ankle and held it out to me.

"Oh dear, it's so swollen!" I put down the book I was holding, reached out to support her calf, and gently pulled up her trouser leg. Through her white stockings, I could see her ankle was quite swollen; no wonder she was in so much pain. However, although sprains are very painful, they aren't usually a serious problem if treated properly.

I glanced up at Liang Wanqing, who was biting her lip slightly, and said softly, "It's nothing serious. I'll give you a massage later and apply some safflower oil. You'll be fine after a night's rest. By the way, do you have any safflower oil at home?"

Liang Wanqing nodded gently, her flushed face even more beautiful. I was stunned for a moment before realizing that she looked quite similar to Xiaoyan. No wonder I felt she looked familiar.

Since we were in a taxi, I didn't say much to her. Fortunately, the printing factory wasn't far. About ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at the factory gate. I helped Liang Wanqing out of the car. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be in pain. A few minutes later, a middle-aged woman in her forties came out of the factory and approached us. She seemed to be an accountant as well. Liang Wanqing gave her a few instructions and handed her the bag containing the money. Then she got back into the taxi and headed home.

The printing factory's staff dormitory wasn't far; we took a taxi and turned a corner. The taxi stopped in front of a six-story old building, where Liang Wanqing lived on the fourth floor of unit three. After seeing the taxi driver off, I helped Liang Wanqing, who was still having difficulty walking, towards the stairwell. A few elderly women were sitting not far from the stairwell, chatting. Seeing us approach, one of them greeted Liang Wanqing, saying, "Wanqing, why are you off work so early? What happened to your foot?"

"Oh, Aunt Li, I twisted my ankle, so I came back early..." Liang Wanqing replied, pointing to me, "This is my daughter's homeroom teacher, Ms. Liu. She happened to see me and helped me back..." I smiled and nodded to the elderly women who were looking me up and down, then helped Liang Wanqing up the stairs.

Hearing the whispers behind me, I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head. Liang Wanqing happened to turn her head and saw me shaking my head, and couldn't help but laugh, "Yulin, I think you're overthinking it. Aunt Li and the others are all very nice people, not the kind to gossip about others..." I gave a soft "oh" and smiled noncommittally.

Helping Liang Wanqing into her home, I realized that her house was also a one-bedroom apartment, but it seemed smaller than mine. Liang Wanqing struggled to pour me some water, but I stopped her, saying, "Sister Liang, I'm not an outsider, why are you being so polite? Your feet are more important. Please sit down for a while, I'll go get you some safflower oil, just tell me where it is."

"I'm so sorry, I'm the host and you're the guest, but now it's like the roles are reversed," Liang Wanqing said somewhat embarrassedly, then told me where the safflower oil was. I went straight into her bedroom to get the safflower oil.

A bed stood in the center of the bedroom, its light green sheets exuding a cozy atmosphere; it seemed to be where the mother and daughter slept. A wardrobe sat sideways beside the bed, with another small cabinet next to it. Near the door was a small dressing table, displaying combs, cosmetics, and other items. The bedroom, already small, felt even more cramped with all these things.

The safflower oil was in the small cabinet next to the wardrobe; I found it easily. When I took it out, I noticed she had taken off her down jacket and was sitting on the sofa, looking slightly uneasy, waiting for me. Under her flesh-colored sweater, the curves of her breasts were clearly visible. Although her breasts weren't large, their lines were very beautiful, and I couldn't help but glance at them a few more times.

Perhaps noticing my gaze, Liang Wanqing's pretty face flushed slightly, and she coughed lightly, pulling me back to reality. My face flushed, and I became secretly wary. I looked away from her and said, "Sister Liang, take off your shoes and socks. I'll give you a massage, and it won't hurt so much."

"Mmm," Liang Wanqing murmured, blushing as she began to take off her shoes and socks. Seeing her embarrassed expression, I comforted her, "Sister Liang, don't feel embarrassed. Just treat me like your doctor." She nodded gently, removing her white, sheer stockings, revealing her delicate and beautiful feet. However, at this moment, I was completely focused, not looking at her directly. I had her sit sideways, stretching her legs out on the sofa.

I sat opposite her, holding her small, delicate feet in my hands. The soft touch stirred my heart, but this wasn't the time for idle thoughts. Her swollen ankles were my primary focus.

I took the bottle of safflower oil, poured some into my palm, and glanced at Liang Wanqing, who was too embarrassed to lift her head. I said softly, "It might hurt a little, bear with it." Liang Wanqing lowered her head slightly, looking incredibly shy. This was understandable; although modern people are much more open-minded, it was still understandable that she would feel a little embarrassed to have her delicate feet held in my hands like this.

I calmed myself down and gradually increased the pressure of my massage on several acupoints around her ankle. Liang Wanqing gritted her teeth and couldn't help but let out a soft moan, clearly in pain.

I continued to massage her with even pressure, and the area that had been swollen had begun to subside. Liang Wanqing closed her eyes, her pretty face flushed, her red lips slightly parted, and she moaned softly. However, compared to before, the pain in her moans had lessened, and instead, there was a hint of enjoyment. I looked up and asked softly, "Sister Liang, are you feeling better?"

"Yes, much better, not as painful as before." Liang Wanqing nodded gently, then asked shyly, "Yulin, how do you know this?"

I smiled slightly and continued my massage, answering without looking up, "I learned it from my dad, who learned it from my mom, and my mom learned it from my grandfather, who was a barefoot doctor. My dad is a martial arts instructor, and he often gets into sprains and twists in his wrists and ankles. When I was little, I often watched him treat those kids' sprains. They would always wince and yell in pain, but no matter how much they yelled, they would be back to their old selves the next day." Liang Wanqing gave a soft "oh" and didn't say anything more.

"Sister Liang, how do you feel now?" Seeing that the swelling in her ankle had almost subsided, I finished the massage.

Liang Wanqing pulled her foot back, moved it around a couple of times, and looked up at me, saying, "Thank you so much. I feel much better now." As she spoke, she gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and the redness on her face seemed to have faded a bit.

"Sister Liang, why are you being so polite? It's actually me who caused you to sprain your ankle," I said with a smile.

"Yulin, let's not argue about whose fault it was. Look, I'm almost healed now." Liang Wanqing quickly put her shoes back on, stood up, and tried to walk a few steps, but she wasn't completely recovered yet, and her gait was still a little awkward. She stopped and looked at me, saying, "It's quite a coincidence, otherwise it would have been difficult to invite such a busy person like you to our house. Oh dear, look at me, I haven't even poured you a glass of water yet." As she spoke, she went to pour me some tea.

I quickly said, "Sister Liang, don't bother, I'll just sit for a bit and then leave."

"What? You're leaving so soon? Xiaoyan should be back from school by now. You rarely come here, you should at least have dinner before you go, right?" She handed me a water glass, looking at me jokingly, "What's wrong? Worried my cooking is too bad? Or are you thinking about your husband back home?" Judging from her tone, Xiaoyan must have already told her about me and Sister Yumei.

"Sister Liang, what are you saying?" I smiled and shook my head, then asked, "What did Xiaoyan tell you?"

"Oh, Xiaoyan didn't say much, she just mentioned you and that Sister Li to me." Judging from Liang Wanqing's tone, Xiaoyan didn't seem to have mentioned Yashi and her daughter to her, which secretly relieved me. Otherwise, I would have felt embarrassed to stay here any longer.

However, Xiaoyan's matter has always been one of my worries, and since I finally have this opportunity, I should bring it up with Liang Wanqing. Thinking of this, I looked up at Liang Wanqing and said, "Sister Liang, I originally planned to come this Friday, but of course there's no need now. Actually, it's nothing serious, just some things about Xiaoyan that I want to talk to you about."

"Oh, is that girl Xiaoyan being naughty again? Sigh, it's all my fault for spoiling her too much." Liang Wanqing's expression changed, and she looked at me sincerely, saying, "Yulin, you are Xiaoyan's godfather. If she does something wrong, you should discipline her as needed, don't hold back." After a slight pause, she asked nervously, "What trouble has Xiaoyan gotten into?" From her anxious expression, I could tell that she cared a lot about Xiaoyan, but that wasn't surprising. They had relied on each other for many years, and their deep bond was obvious.

“Sister Liang, don’t be too nervous. Xiaoyan hasn’t caused any trouble.” Hearing my words, Liang Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief. I continued, “Xiaoyan is a smart and well-behaved child. You should have confidence in her, but…”

I lowered my head to avoid Liang Wanqing’s surprised gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then changed my perspective, saying, “Sister Liang, you’ve been Xiaoyan’s age once too. Girls her age sometimes inevitably have some immature and unrealistic ideas, which requires us as teachers and parents to provide proper guidance…” Although I phrased it somewhat subtly, I thought Liang Wanqing would understand what I meant.

“Yu Lin, you mean Xiao Yan…” Liang Wanqing frowned slightly, lowered her head and muttered to herself, “How come I didn’t notice anything amiss?” Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she shuddered and looked up at me, saying, “Yu Lin, Xiao Yan wouldn’t have done something outrageous, would she?”

“Not quite, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. Sister Liang, you’d better have a good talk with her. At her age, she should focus on her studies.” I shook my head, secretly smiling bitterly to myself, “If my willpower were weaker, I might really do something outrageous.” But of course, I couldn’t say that to her now, and I couldn’t bring myself to say it.

However, after saying that Liang Wanqing should have a good talk with Xiao Yan, I felt a little uneasy. I didn’t know if Xiao Yan would tell her mother the truth, or even tell Liang Wanqing about me and Ya Shi and her daughter. If that were the case, I didn’t know what kind of image I would have in Liang Wanqing’s mind. However, one shouldn't be too selfish in life. I don't seek lasting fame, but only a clear conscience.

"That girl… I'll definitely have a good talk with her later," Liang Wanqing said after a long pause, then suddenly slapped her forehead as if remembering something. "Oh dear, I've lost track of time talking to you. Yulin, why don't you sit down for a while? I'll go prepare dinner. You must eat dinner before you leave."

"Sister Liang, your legs aren't quite right yet, don't bother. Let Xiaoyan cook when she gets back. Strictly speaking, I'm not really a guest. Let's have dinner another time. I'll be going now." I picked up the book I had placed aside, stood up, and said goodbye to Liang Wanqing.

She was taken aback and stopped me in surprise, saying, "Yulin, we were just talking fine a moment ago, why are you suddenly saying you're leaving? Look at the time, Xiaoyan should be back soon. If she finds out I didn't invite you to stay for dinner, she'll definitely blame me."

"Sister Liang, I don't care what Xiaoyan thinks, as long as you don't have any ideas." I smiled and said, "Sister Liang, you don't need to keep me. I'll come again if I have the chance."

Seeing that I was determined to leave, Liang Wanqing sighed with a hint of regret, "Since you insist on leaving, I won't say anything. But I've really troubled you too much today."

"Sister Liang, why are you being so formal? Alright, don't see me off. Let your feet rest." Although I advised her not to see me off, Liang Wanqing insisted on seeing me to the door and watched me go downstairs. Stepping out of the building, I breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the Liang family's window, sighed inwardly, and left with mixed feelings.

"Godfather, isn't Sister Ruolan here?" Ya Shi came to my house after school, threw her schoolbag on the sofa, and peeked around while taking off her coat. Hearing Ya Shi's question, I was still staring at the "Sports Weekly" in my hands, and said without looking up, "Your Sister Ruolan just went downstairs. Do you need to see her?"

"Nothing, hehe..." When Ya Shi's crisp laughter entered my ears, I had a bad feeling, but before my brain could react, Ya Shi's delicate body, carrying a fragrant breeze, rushed into my arms, making a mess of the newspaper in my hands: "Uh...you...mmm..." My words were stopped by Ya Shi's sneak attack. As two warm and soft lips covered my mouth, a smooth little tongue also nimbly slipped into my mouth. Hehe, I was actually kissed by this little girl, but her kissing skills have improved quite a bit now.

"Mmm..." Ya Shi made a soft whimpering sound, and we shared a wet kiss. She wrapped one arm around my neck, and with the other, she pulled my hand to her chest. Through her thin sweater, I could clearly feel the shape and warmth of her small breasts. Oh, that perfect balance of softness and firmness was simply wonderful; I couldn't help but knead them. Ya Shi's body grew hot, and she pressed softly against me, her cute little nose exhaling warm breath that tickled my face.

"Bang!" Just as Ya Shi and I were lost in our sweet embrace, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully. I was slightly startled, while Ya Shi was completely taken aback, jumping up from me in an instant. When she saw Xiao Yan standing in the doorway, Ya Shi stamped her foot and complained, "Xiao Yan, what are you doing? You almost scared me to death!"

"Bang!" Xiao Yan slammed the door shut, walked in without a word, and plopped down on the sofa opposite me, pouting, her face tense, looking at me with a very resentful expression. I sensed a strong smell of jealousy and felt a headache coming on. I smiled and said, "Xiao Yan, what's wrong? Why are you acting like you've swallowed gunpowder?"

"Hehe, Xiao Yan's jealous." Ya Shi really knew how to act funny, sniffing a few times and making an exaggerated expression of being overwhelmed by jealousy. However, Xiaoyan's attention seemed only to be on me. She didn't react to Yashi's teasing at all, but stared straight at me and said, "Godfather, can I talk to you alone?"

"Sure, let's go to the bedroom to talk." Judging from Xiaoyan's somewhat unusual behavior, it was very likely that her mother, Liang Wanqing, had spoken to her about something after I left her house yesterday. I patted Yashi's shoulder, indicating that she should stay in the living room, and then I got up and went into the bedroom. Xiaoyan followed me in and immediately closed the door. She leaned against the door, staring at me as she asked, "Godfather, you came to my house yesterday, why didn't you wait for me to get home from school before leaving? Do you hate my house that much?"

Heh, this girl actually fusses over something like this. I smiled slightly and said, "Xiaoyan, you're not here to interrogate your godfather over something so trivial, are you? Or are you going to argue with Yashi over something so small?" Xiaoyan blushed and pouted, saying, "Godfather, how dare you say that? Think about it, aren't you being a little too biased? Godfather, tell me, what is it about me that Yashi doesn't? You always side with her, and even when you finally come to our house, you barely sit down before running off, as if staying any longer would kill you."

"You little rascal...you really are a little jealous pot..." I couldn't help but laugh, beckoning to Xiaoyan and saying, "I've never seen anyone as jealous as you. You even overthink such a small thing. Come on, let your godfather explain it to you..." Xiaoyan snorted and pouted, "I don't care." Although she said she didn't care, she moved her feet toward the bedside.

“Your mom sprained her ankle yesterday, and she can’t walk properly. How could I possibly have the nerve to stay for dinner?” I chuckled and patted the seat next to me, gesturing for Xiaoyan to sit down. Xiaoyan sat down beside me, but her gaze never left my face. After I finished speaking, she immediately asked, “Then what did you mean by what you said to my mom? It made her act like she was facing a major crisis, interrogating me all night, even bringing up ‘leniency for confession, severity for resistance.’” I was slightly taken aback, thinking, why is Liang Wanqing talking to Xiaoyan like this? This isn’t what I meant. Looking at Xiaoyan's tense little face, I tentatively asked, "What did your mother say to you?"

"You have the nerve to ask? Didn't you tell my mother?" Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at me and said angrily, "Godfather, I've heard Yashi say it too. You've known all along that I like you just as much as Yashi does. I don't understand why you always treat me with such a distant attitude, but you're so nice to Yashi. What did I do wrong? Godfather, just tell me today, what is it about me that Yashi doesn't do, that makes you dislike me so much, and even go to my mother to say those things?"

"That's what she really wanted to say to me," I thought to myself, looking up at Xiaoyan's expressionless face and tightly pursed lips, and asked in a deep voice, "Xiaoyan, tell me, is that really what you think? Do you really think I dislike you?" Xiaoyan shook her head slightly and said softly, "Godfather, you know what I want to say."

“Of course I know, but I'm afraid you don’t understand what you truly want.” I glanced out the window, then looked down at Xiaoyan’s pretty face and said, “Xiaoyan, what happened between Yashi and me was a mistake from the very beginning, an irreversible one. So, there’s no going back now. Although I know that once our abnormal relationship is exposed, I’ll be ruined, and Yashi will be condemned by everyone, we have to bear the consequences of our own actions. We can only continue down this path, but…” I paused slightly, took a deep breath, and continued, “But you’re different. You’re still uninvolved. You don’t need to wade into this mess…”

“Godfather, I really want your love like Yashi does. I’ve truly fallen in love with you,” Xiaoyan said urgently. “I don’t care what the future holds. Even if people gossip about me, I don’t care. As long as you’re truly good to me, Godfather, I think any price is worth it…”

"Love? You don't understand what love is yet." I shook my head with a wry smile and sighed, "Xiaoyan, ask yourself honestly, what role do I play in your heart? Teacher? Father? Lover?" Seeing Xiaoyan lower her head in thought, I pressed on, "I've never thought I had the charm to make you and Yashi fight over me. For Yashi, she's largely driven by a sense of gratitude; as for you, I don't know if it's because you lacked fatherly love growing up and received compensation from me, or because of your competitive spirit with Yashi, or because of your age-appropriate curiosity about the opposite sex, but in short, I don't think your current behavior can be called love. Moreover, I've always treated you like my own daughter, without any romantic feelings involved. True love is mutual, two hearts attracting each other, gradually drawing closer, and finally coming together—that's what love is."
10-27
Chapter 12

Xiaoyan lowered her head, lost in thought, a look of confusion on her face. I continued, "To be honest, perhaps only the relationship between your deceased godmother and me can be called true love. My relationship with your Aunt Mei was mixed with too much gratitude, and my relationship with Yashi and her mother was more lustful than affectionate." After

a pause, I continued, "Godfather, let me put it more clearly. To be honest, I've already been with Yashi, so having you wouldn't really matter. But I can't do that because my conscience is still intact. I can't harm you to satisfy my own desires, and I don't want to see you do something you'll regret for the rest of your life because of a momentary impulse or immature thinking. Otherwise, you'll definitely resent me." I looked down at my toes and continued, "Although every man has three..." "I have fantasies of having four wives and concubines, but I find that just dealing with your Aunt Mei, Ya Shi, and Ya Shi's mother is already giving me a headache. If you and others get involved, I really don't know how to handle my relationships with you all. I'm neither a Casanova nor do I want to be a heartless playboy."

I looked up at Xiao Yan's pretty face and said softly, "Xiao Yan, I've said everything I need to say. I can't give you the love you expect. Think about it carefully. What's the motivation behind your moth-to-a-flame behavior? Is it really because of love? Am I really that good, worth such a sacrifice? And don't forget, you have a mother who has worked hard to raise you for many years. Think about it, can she accept something that is despised by the world?"

Xiao Yan remained deep in thought with her head down, and I didn't say anything more. Time ticked by, and after what seemed like an eternity, Xiaoyan finally looked up at me, gazing at me with a somewhat bewildered expression. "Godfather," she said, "I thought I knew my own thoughts clearly, but after what you just said, some of them have become blurry… Perhaps you're right, I really haven't figured out what true love is… and I certainly haven't considered Mom's feelings… Godfather, what should I do?"

"Forget this beautiful mistake," I said softly, stroking Xiaoyan's hair affectionately. "Xiaoyan, you're a sensible girl. I believe you can understand. Even if you don't understand now, when you grow up and look back, you'll find that your godfather was just a fleeting moment in your beautiful teenage memories…"

Xiaoyan stared at me blankly, her eyes slowly reddening, a sadness appearing on her face. I sighed inwardly, gently patting her back. Xiaoyan's eyes welled with tears; she stared at me blankly for a long time, then choked out "Godfather" before burying her face in my arms and sobbing softly. I gently stroked her hair, letting her release her emotions.

After a long while, Xiaoyan lifted her tear-streaked face from my embrace, looked at me softly, and asked, "Godfather, can you understand how I feel right now?" I reached out to wipe away her tears, and said gently, "How could Godfather not understand? Godfather was young once too..." Seeing that Xiaoyan had stopped sobbing and perked up her ears, I continued, "When I was in junior high, I had a crush on my young and beautiful English teacher. Of course, I wasn't as bold as you guys back then; I could only secretly think about it... Later, when she got married, I even secretly cried once... Thinking about it now, it's really a bit ridiculous..." Thinking back to my embarrassing moment twenty years ago, I couldn't help but shake my head with a touch of emotion. I glanced down at Xiaoyan in my arms and whispered, "Perhaps twenty years from now, when you think back to what happened today, you'll feel the same way..."

Xiaoyan gently shook her head, pursed her lips, and said, "I won't. Maybe twenty years from now I'll think I was a bit naive today, but I definitely won't find it funny. Because this was my first love, even though perhaps I haven't truly fallen in love with you yet." She raised her watery eyes to look at me and said softly, "Godfather, I have a small request. Can you grant it?" I was slightly surprised, but I nodded nonetheless.

Xiaoyan gently closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and offered her cherry lips to me, whispering, "Godfather, come on, let's leave Xiaoyan's first love with a sweet memory." Looking at Xiaoyan's cherry lips, so close, so vibrant and fragrant, and her expectant expression, I hesitated for a moment, sighed inwardly, and cupped Xiaoyan's pretty face in my hands, gently kissing her cherry lips. A young girl's lips are fragrant, a young girl's first kiss is sweet; I felt a lingering fragrance, like drinking fine wine. Xiaoyan's delicate body trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed. Although she was still a little inexperienced in this first taste of sweetness, passively being kissed by me, she still seemed both excited and thrilled. When my lips left hers, I noticed a blissful expression on her face, even though it was just a light kiss.

"Godfather, your kiss was so beautiful. Maybe one day I'll really fall in love with you." Xiaoyan, her face still flushed, looked at me shyly and whispered. I smiled wryly to myself, about to speak, but then I heard some unusual noises. I raised a finger to shush Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan looked at me, puzzled. I smiled and pointed to the door. Xiaoyan smiled knowingly. I tiptoed to the door, then suddenly pulled the handle. With a "thump," several people stumbled in, accompanied by cries of "Ouch!"

I looked closely and was both amused and annoyed. It was Yingying, Yashi, and Ruolan, those three girls. Watching the three girls get up from the ground, I couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Ruolan, I won't even mention the two little girls, but why did you..." Ruolan smiled sheepishly and chuckled, "Hehe, Uncle Liu... well... I was just curious... just curious... ah..." Xiaoyan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Yingying and Yashi joined in the giggles.

"Still laughing? You deserve a spanking." I glared at the two little girls, who wrinkled their noses and made faces at me. Just as I was about to continue scolding them, Xiaoyan walked up to us, her face flushed, and said, "Godfather, Sister Ruolan, Yashi, Yingying, it's getting late, I have to go back."

"Okay, be careful on the way." I reminded her, watching Xiaoyan pick up her schoolbag and leave. The two little girls quickly followed, seeing Xiaoyan off at the door. Ruolan watched Xiaoyan's figure disappear at the top of the stairs, then turned to me and smiled, "Uncle Liu, you're amazing! You tricked another young girl into giving you her first kiss. I really admire you."

"You little rascal, you deserve a spanking." I was a little embarrassed by Ruolan's teasing, so I reached out and gave her a light smack on her shapely bottom. Ruolan cried out "Ouch!" and jumped away, clutching her pretty bottom. Her face flushed, she scolded, "Uncle Liu, why did you hit me? I didn't say anything wrong! You're so tough!"

"Alright, you little rascal, you're still not done!" I pretended to hit her again. Ruolan giggled and ran away. Looking at Ruolan's playful face, I shook my head with a sigh and said to her, "Ruolan, I've noticed you've been staying home a lot lately. Why don't you go see your old classmates and friends?"

"Ugh, so boring." Ruolan scratched her head, a little annoyed. "I went to see my old classmates the first day I got back, and then twice more, but it was really boring. They're either busy dating or already married. When we get together, we just talk about mundane family matters. It's so pointless."

"You say she's boring, but I think you should find a boyfriend," I said with a smile. "Otherwise, if you hang out with Yingying, Yashi, and those other girls all the time, you'll become just as crazy as them." Ruolan gave me a meaningful glance and chuckled, "Uncle Liu, what's wrong with you? Do you think I'm a thorn in your side? But I've never ruined your plans."

"Hey, you're getting more and more excited. Uncle Liu is being serious, and you're just being unreasonable," I said with a laugh, then my expression turned serious. "Ruolan, Uncle Liu is serious. You're almost twenty, it's time to have a boyfriend. I heard from your mother that you had boyfriends in college, but none of them lasted."

"Dating? We'll see." Ruolan's face darkened, and she shook her head. Suddenly, she looked up at me and said, "Uncle Liu, I have a question for you, but please don't be angry." I shook my head and smiled, "Go ahead and ask, I promise I won't be angry." Ruolan hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and whispered, "Uncle Liu, I'm asking you, when you men are dating, are you always thinking about how to trick girls into bed? And once a girl is tricked into bed, do you stop treasuring her?"

Hearing Ruolan's question, I couldn't help but feel a little amused. I smiled and asked back, "Ruolan, why do you ask such a question? Have you encountered some problems before..." Ruolan blushed slightly, looked up at me, and whispered, "I dated two boys in college, and we broke up quickly both times because I was..." Unable to tolerate their inappropriate demands before we even really knew each other, I seriously doubt whether they wanted a relationship or just my body. "

I said 'Oh,' understanding dawned on me. I pondered, 'Ruolan, how should I put it? For many men, the answer to your question is definitely yes. Men might see possessing a woman's body as possessing her heart, and to some extent, it's a declaration of their ownership of her to other men. Perhaps this is a kind of male chauvinism at play? But there are always exceptions. Not every man thinks this way. There are many good men in this world; if you look hard enough, you'll definitely find one…'"

"That's tough," Ruolan wrinkled her nose and gave me a playful smile. "I always thought of Uncle Liu as the epitome of a 'good man,' but I never expected to see you start to go bad this time. Uncle Liu, do you think it's still possible to find a good man in this world? I certainly don't have much confidence. I guess by the time I find one, I'll be in my seventies or eighties."

I chuckled and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you say. I admit I've gone bad, but good men aren't extinct."

"They're practically endangered," Ruolan laughed. "Several of my married female classmates told me that you have to be careful when a man says 'I love you,' or you'll regret it later, because what he really means is 'Let's do *that*.' Uncle Liu, did you trick my mother into bed like that too?" Hearing Ruolan's words, I touched my nose and smiled bitterly. I should say her words were quite representative.

"What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat? Do you think an old woman like me needs to be fooled by your Uncle Liu?" Sister Yumei returned at that exact moment, having overheard my last conversation with Ruolan. Behind her followed Yingying and Yashi, those two young girls; it seemed they had seen Xiaoyan off at school. I wondered what they had said to Xiaoyan.

"Mom, who said you're an old woman? If you went out with me, people might think we were sisters!" Ruolan was flattering her mother. Although Sister Yumei was well-preserved, she wasn't as exaggerated as Ruolan described. Sister Yumei blushed slightly, playfully slapped Ruolan, and scolded with a laugh, "Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you for saying that?" Then she shook her head and sighed, "Girl, women start to decline after thirty. Your mother is really old; I can't compare to you young girls anymore."

“Mom, look at you, you look so young!” Ruolan said, turning to me. “Uncle Liu, don’t you think so?” I nodded vigorously, of course. “Yes, yes, your mother looks like she’s not even twenty yet.” Yu Mei couldn’t help but chuckle, her face flushed as she glanced at me sideways, scolding me shyly, “Why are you meddling with the girls, saying such nonsense in front of the children?” I touched my nose,

looking at Yu Mei with a grin. Yu Mei became even more embarrassed, giving me a charming sidelong glance and huffing, “You’re all so improper, young and old. I’m not going to waste my breath on you.” With that, she twisted… As I entered the kitchen, Yingying, Ruolan, and Yashi giggled. Yashi, still laughing, chased after Sister Yumei into the kitchen, saying, "Aunt Mei, let me help you."

Watching Yashi's figure disappear into the kitchen, I glanced at Yingying and Ruolan, who were still laughing, and couldn't help but chuckle and scold, "You two girls are really lazy. You should really learn from Yashi." Ruolan giggled and said, "Uncle Liu, if you're talking about other things, I might actually be able to learn, but learning to cook is out of the question. I get dizzy as soon as I enter the kitchen, and I always get the oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar mixed up. If you have the guts to eat my cooking, I'll risk going to the kitchen myself."

"Then forget it. Whether you can cook or not doesn't matter, my life is more important." I shook my head and teased Ruolan. Eating her cooking was just too much of a challenge. Ruolan spread her hands, shrugged her shoulders, and made a helpless expression, laughing as she said, "Uncle Liu, it's your own fault for being too timid, it has nothing to do with me. You can't say I'm lazy again." Hey, this girl actually used that as a shield. What could I do? I could only smile wryly. I was going to say a few words to Yingying, but now it seems I should just let it go. After all, I have Ruolan as the "negative example."

Ruolan turned on the computer and went online, while Yingying sat down next to me, hugged my arm, and whispered, "Dad, Xiaoyan practically offered herself to you, why did you let her go?" I smiled bitterly, about to answer her, when Ruolan, who was sitting in front of the computer with her back to us, suddenly interjected, "Uncle Liu, it's a good thing you didn't accept Xiaoyan so easily, otherwise I would look down on you." I shook my

head with a bitter smile and said, "Ruolan, don't say you look down on me, I look down on myself." After a slight pause, I continued, "Sometimes I've become hypocritical myself. On the one hand, I can't resist the temptation of desire, and on the other hand, I don't want to be a villain. It's like what people call 'wanting to be a prostitute and also wanting to maintain a virtuous image.' Thinking about it, I've even abandoned the principles and moral beliefs I've upheld for so many years. I've become a person without faith. It seems I'm beyond saving."

"Dad, why are you belittling yourself like that?" Yingying looked up at me and said softly, "Although you've changed a lot since Mom passed away, I think it's fine the way you are now, as long as you don't really become a vulgar person whose eyes light up at the sight of girls and whose mind is filled with lust." She's really lenient with me, only asking me "not to become an old pervert." I think that's unlikely to happen to me.

Ruolan turned away from the computer and looked at me sincerely, saying, "Uncle Liu, although you can't be considered a good person by conventional moral standards, everyone has selfish thoughts and desires, so you don't need to blame yourself too much. However, I still have some expectations for you. I hope you can always maintain your sincerity and love, and not hurt the hearts of your relatives and friends who care about and love you, especially not my mother, otherwise I will not forgive you."

"Ruolan, what are you talking about again? Your Uncle Liu and I are none of your concern. You should worry about your own affairs." I was about to answer Ruolan when I heard Sister Yumei's voice coming from the kitchen.

Ruolan stuck out her tongue at me, and I said softly, "Ruolan, don't worry, I would never hurt your mother, even if it kills me." Seeing my serious and sincere expression, Ruolan stopped joking, nodded gently, and then turned back to working on the computer.

I glanced down at Yingying, who was leaning against me silently, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?" Yingying looked up at Ruolan's back, then whispered in my ear, "Dad, I really want to give you my first kiss like Xiaoyan did, but I don't want to make you feel awkward. I'll wait until you open your heart and accept me." I silently stroked Yingying's hair, sighing inwardly, thinking, "The entanglement with Xiaoyan has finally been resolved to a reasonable degree, but when will this messy affair with Yingying ever end?"

That night, Yashi stayed behind. She had asked Sister Yumei to come with me, but Sister Yumei said, "I've been taking up too much of your godfather's time. I need to give you and your mother more time from now on. You can spend some time with your godfather alone tonight." Ya Shi was naturally very grateful for Sister Yumei's tolerance and generosity. Besides gratitude, I also felt guilty. Sister Yumei seemed to sense this and gently kissed me on the cheek, saying, "Don't always feel sorry for me. It's not fair to Ya Shi and Yu Yi. Don't overthink it. Just relax and have a good night with Ya Shi." Then she reminded Ya Shi, "You have school tomorrow, so don't stay out too late."

"Aunt Mei, I know." Ya Shi watched Sister Yumei leave the bedroom. Almost the instant the bedroom door closed, Ya Shi jumped onto me. Before I could even protest, Ya Shi's sweet little mouth covered mine, silencing me. "This little girl," I sighed inwardly. The gentle, sweet sensation from her lips made me forget all my other thoughts. I lowered my head and focused intently on a passionate kiss with Ya Shi. Ya Shi wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her smooth tongue intertwining with mine, playing a game of chase.

With no one else watching, and no more inhibitions, Ya Shi and I were lost in our passionate kiss. We kissed again and again, completely absorbed, until our lips felt numb. Only then did we reluctantly part. Ya Shi's face was flushed, her eyes blazing with passion. She gazed at me tenderly, her breath coming in soft gasps, carrying the sweet scent of a young girl. A few drops of saliva trickled from the corners of her mouth, making her look exceptionally alluring.

Meeting my burning gaze, Ya Shi smiled sweetly with a hint of shyness. Her not-yet-fully-formed breasts rose and fell beneath her white pajamas, two bright red nipples peeking out, making my breath catch in my throat. Ya Shi giggled and nestled into my arms, cooing, "Godfather, shall we help each other undress?"

Though her tone was questioning, her little hands were already on the buttons of my pajamas. Of course, I wasn't going to be outdone, and reached out to help her undress. When the pajamas were off us, Ya Shi and I were both left only in our underwear. Without hesitation, I reached out to pull off her underwear. Ya Shi cooperated by lifting her hips, allowing me to easily pull her underwear down to her calves. Then, she playfully kicked her legs in the air, and a pink pair of panties floated to the other end of the bed, before gently landing on the sheets.

"Hehe, godfather, let me help you let your big darling out for some fresh air." Ya Shi flirted with me with an almost innocent expression, which made me feel extremely excited, and my penis was already uncontrollably erect. Ya Shi reached out and grabbed my thick, hard penis through my underwear, then lowered her head and kissed my glans through my underwear, giggling, "What a cute big darling, Ya Shi loves you to death." I reached out and

pinched her tender breasts, laughing, "You shameless little girl, wait and see how I deal with you later?" Ya Shi let out a soft moan and said seductively, "Godfather, I'm not afraid of you at all. I know you wouldn't want Ya Shi to suffer." This little girl actually has me completely under her thumb, but who can blame me for always being so protective of her, considering she's still a young girl. I chuckled and pinched her cheek, saying, "You little devil, you know exactly what your godfather is thinking. You're practically a mind reader!"

"Ugh, mind readers are so dirty, I don't want that!" Ya Shi wrinkled her nose, her expression incredibly cute. But her hands didn't stop there; she gently pulled down the edge of my underwear, releasing my already impatient little brother. My already bulging, grotesque penis, now free, seemed even thicker and seemed to be swaying and shaking at Ya Shi, as if greeting her. Ya Shi quickly pulled my underwear down from my thighs and tossed it behind her. Then she grabbed my penis and said in a coquettish voice, "Godfather, your men's things are really amazing. When they're soft, they're thin and short, but when they're hard, they're so scary—thick and long. If I hadn't already experienced it, I really doubted whether I could handle it."

I chuckled, pulled her to my side, and placed my hands on her two small breasts, gently kneading and stroking them. I said with a smile, "Hehe, actually, your women's vaginas are even more amazing. They look so small, but they can accommodate any size penis. Compared to us men, they seem to have much more freedom of movement. Don't you think so?"

Ya Shi giggled without answering, but her small hands gently began to stroke my penis. The incredibly soft and warm touch made me feel so good I almost cried out. My hands moved even more gently across her breasts, teasing her girlish desire. Ya Shi let out a soft moan, and a rosy blush quickly rose on her fair and delicate body. Her face seemed to be covered in a layer of fragrant sweat; she was indeed a sensitive body that couldn't be easily aroused. Before long, I felt a strange fragrance emanating from Ya Shi. I looked down and saw that the little girl was already aroused; drops of fragrant dew were seeping from her pink vulva.

"Ya Shi, look what this is?" I reached out and stirred my finger inside Ya Shi's honeypot, then waved my finger, which was covered in the clear liquid, in front of Ya Shi. Ya Shi blushed deeply and threw herself into my arms, coquettishly saying, "Godfather, you're so naughty! You teased me like that... and then you make fun of me..."

As she swayed, her small breasts writhed against my bare chest, sending a strong shiver through me. I suppressed my urge, chuckled, and slapped her bare bottom, asking, "What did you say? Godfather didn't hear you clearly. What did Godfather do to you?"

"Godfather... you're naughty..." Ya Shi's ears turned bright red. She leaned on my shoulder, whispering in my ear, "Godfather... your... it's hurting me so much down there... I'll put it in... okay..." As she spoke, her little hand reached down and grabbed my penis. I gently lifted her bottom, while my mouth sucked on her small, adorable earlobe. Ya Shi couldn't help but let out a sweet, seductive moan, her little hand already guiding my hot penis to her drooling mouth. Ya Shi placed her hands on my shoulders and slowly lowered her hips. A warm, tight feeling came from the tip of my penis. Ya Shi tilted her head back slightly, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, her small mouth slightly open, constantly exhaling hot breath.

"Oh...oh..." Ya Shi finally sat all the way down, my thick, hard penis completely filling her tender, narrow honey hole. The feeling of fullness and satisfaction made her moan softly. I pressed my hands against her buttocks and asked softly, "Ya Shi, does it feel good?" Ya Shi opened her eyes and gazed at me with lustful eyes, panting, "Godfather...I feel amazing...your penis is so thick...it's filling me up..." She leaned over to kiss me, her hands on my shoulders as she swayed her hips. Feeling the heat of her skin against mine, coupled with the intense pleasure from my lower body, I also became aroused. My mouth chased Ya Shi's small mouth in the air, while my hands supported her buttocks and I moved back and forth in a piston-like motion.

"Oh... Godfather... mmm... so good... I don't even need to move... ah... it feels so good..." Ya Shi's little mouth was kissing my face wildly, constantly letting out tempting, sinful moans. I also breathed heavily and left a string of hot kisses on her face, neck, and chest, my saliva covering her body. Especially her full, hard nipples, after being covered in saliva, looked even more crystal clear, making me even more aroused. My movements became somewhat impulsive, and I lifted Ya Shi's buttocks and swayed up and down more, the speed noticeably increasing.

"Ah...ah...ah...Godfather...don't go so fast..." After I suddenly increased the speed and intensity, the intense pleasure made Ya Shi lose her composure and cry out loudly, "Ah...Godfather...ah...it's so beautiful...ah...it's heavenly...ah...Godfather...slow down...ah ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..." I didn't expect this little girl to be so easily satisfied. After only twenty or thirty thrusts, she cried out and went limp. After a series of violent spasms, her vagina gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid, which made my penis clench tightly.

My desire had just been aroused, and this little girl Ya Shi surrendered. This made me a little disappointed, but I could only suppress the desire in my chest and lie down on the bed with Ya Shi in my arms. Perhaps the orgasm just now came too suddenly and too intensely. Ya Shi's eyes were tightly closed, and her expression was a little dazed. Her doll-like face had an indescribable languor. I held her quietly, gently kissing her lips, carefully savoring the unique pleasure of her vaginal muscles contracting and tightening after her orgasm.

"Godfather... I'm sorry..." Coming to her senses, Ya Shi looked at me with a hint of shame, like a child who had done something wrong. I smiled and kissed the tip of her sweaty nose, softly saying, "Silly girl, the most important thing in this kind of thing is the complete engagement of both partners. As for whether both can reach the peak of ecstasy simultaneously, that depends on many factors, and it's not something that can be completely controlled or forced. Any unnecessary thoughts are pointless. You just need to feel it with your heart and fully enjoy the pleasure of sex."

"Godfather, you're such a good teacher..." Ya Shi smiled shyly and kissed me, looking at me with a seductive voice, "Godfather, come on, this little student still wants to learn more from you..." Seeing her unintentional seductive demeanor, the fire of desire in my heart burned even more fiercely. My already throbbing penis became even thicker and harder. Ya Shi, still tightly connected to my lower body, naturally felt it and moaned, "Godfather... yours seems to have gotten even thicker... oh... it's so full..."

Ya Shi's moan was like a spark that ignited a prairie fire, and desire was like a flood that burst its banks, instantly filling my entire body. I couldn't control myself and rolled over with Ya Shi, pinning her beneath me. Then, without delay, I thrust into her, holding her waist. The girl's tender vagina was so tight and narrow, and the rapid friction between my penis and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls produced an incredibly intense pleasure that instantly spread throughout my body, and throughout Ya Shi's entire body as well. She moaned loudly, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, her soft hands hooking around my neck, pulling my head towards her beautiful breasts.

"Mmm... Dad... you're so good at this... you've made Ya Shi so happy..." In her excitement, Ya Shi even omitted the "daddy" in "godfather," simply calling me "Dad."

Her head swayed helplessly on the pillow, her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her hair at her temples soaked with sweat, clinging to her cheeks, looking watery and even more beautiful.

I held her waist, thrusting with all my might, my thick, long penis mercilessly ravaging her virgin flower, the pink flesh inside her constantly being turned inside out by my penis. With the sounds of "plop," "plop" during thrusting and "slap," "slap," the penis sprayed fluids everywhere, covering Ya Shi's flawless white belly and breasts. However, Ya Shi, immersed in the pleasure of sex, was oblivious to this, rapidly raising her hips to meet my swift and fierce attacks.

"Dad... Dad... Ah... You're so good at fucking... Daughter... You're fucking me... It's so good... Ah..." Hearing the words "Dad" and "Daughter" constantly escaping from Ya Shi's lips, I suddenly had a strange illusion, and the scene before my eyes blurred. The girl beneath me, moaning and yielding, seemed to transform into Ying Ying. A strong sense of guilt and a strange pleasure rose within me simultaneously, momentarily clouding my judgment. I let out a low, beast-like growl and launched a near-frenzied assault on Ya Shi. The sounds of "slap," "slap," echoed in the room like a torrential downpour, accompanied by Ya Shi's soft, tearful moans of pain.

"Ah... Dad... you're too rough... ah... be gentle... ah..." Ya Shi's slightly painful moans jolted me from my dazed state. I looked down and saw Ya Shi's delicate brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, as if she were struggling. I felt a pang of guilt and immediately slowed my thrusts. Ya Shi's expression brightened again; her previously furrowed brows relaxed, and she moaned with delight, "Dad... this is good... so comfortable... um... you're hitting my G-spot again... hmph... hmph..."

"Dad... I love you so much... ah... I can't take it anymore... Dad... I'm coming again... ah... ah... ah... coming... ah..." As Ya Shi's climax approached, I no longer tried to suppress the indescribable tingling sensation and quickened my pace for the final thrust.

With a long, soft moan from Ya Shi, she clung tightly to my body like a four-legged fish, her tender little hole contracting and expanding like a pump, her vaginal fluid gushing from its depths. My penis, already at its limit, could no longer withstand the intense stimulation, trembled violently a few times, and then gushed out a large amount of semen. Ya Shi trembled violently from the scalding yang essence, let out a long "ah" sound, and a large amount of yin essence gushed out from the depths of her vagina, reaching the peak of ecstasy with me.

"Dad...I almost died of pleasure just now, were you happy too?" Ya Shi lay lazily on top of me, her little mouth lightly pecking at my cheek. I smiled and kissed her back, saying, "Of course I was happy." I stroked the smooth, soft skin of her back, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ya Shi, your skin is so beautiful."

"Really? Then Dad, do you like my body?" Ya Shi looked at me shyly and asked softly. I smiled slightly and said softly, "Of course I like it. Although your body is still developing and can't compare to a mature woman, I believe that when you grow up, your figure will be amazing." Ya Shi happily kissed me, but suddenly her expression changed, and she said "regretfully" twice. I pinched her little nose, puzzled, and asked with a laugh, "What's all this nonsense? What's the pity?"

Ya Shi lifted her head from my chest and looked at me, saying, "Dad, I'm just sorry for you. You really shouldn't have let Xiao Yan go so easily. Her figure is better than mine, her breasts are firmer, her butt is bigger, her skin..." Before she could finish, I interrupted her with a laugh and a scolding tone, "You silly girl, what nonsense are you spouting..." I reached out and gently ran my hand over her smooth, delicate skin, and said softly, "Human desires are..." " It's expanding uncontrollably. If I don't restrain myself, I'll only end up harming myself and others. Sigh, Xiaoyan's matter is finally resolved, but I still don't know what to do with Yingying."

Ya Shi chuckled and said, "Dad, you're speaking too soon. I don't think Xiaoyan will give up so easily." Ya Shi's words startled me. She smiled and continued, "Dad, you know better than I do about matters between men and women. Many times, things don't go as planned. Don't overthink it. Let the goddess of fate decide."

"The goddess of fate?" I couldn't help but shake my head. If there really is a so-called goddess of fate in this world, then she must be an incompetent goddess, because she has caused many kind people to suffer very tragic fates. Such an unfair god is worse than no god at all. I think the real god only exists in people's hearts.

"Dad, you look so deep and charming when you're deep in thought..." My thoughts were interrupted by Ya Shi's sweet laughter. Coming back to my senses, I chuckled and pinched her cheek, teasingly saying, "Little girl, are you daydreaming? Time for bed..." I laughed, trying to pull her off me, but she clung tightly to me, shyly saying, "Dad... I love this feeling of being one with you. Can you just hold me like this while we sleep?" She added, "In my heart, tonight feels like our wedding night. I want some different memories."

"You naughty girl, I'll do whatever you want, okay?" I kissed Ya Shi affectionately, said goodnight, and then slowly drifted off to sleep, holding her delicate body in my arms...

"Sigh, this rain is really heavy," Sister Yu Mei muttered to herself as she drew the curtains after her shower. Leaning against the headboard, wrapped in the blankets and reading, I glanced up at the stormy scene outside the window, sighed for no apparent reason, and lowered my head to continue reading. Sister Yumei drew the curtains, walked to my side, and softly asked, "Why are you sighing for no reason?"

"Oh, nothing, Sister Mei, come to bed, don't catch a cold," I said, pulling back the covers. Sister Yumei, wearing only a bathrobe, shook her still slightly damp hair, reached down and loosened the belt, the loose bathrobe splitting open in the middle, instantly revealing her exquisite figure. My eyes widened in surprise; Sister Yumei was completely naked underneath the bathrobe, not even wearing underwear.

"Silly boy, I've seen this countless times, haven't you gotten tired of it yet?" Sister Yumei gave me a coquettish look, took off her bathrobe and placed it on a stool beside her, then slipped into bed.

I put down my book, embraced Sister Yumei's fragrant body, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, chuckling, "Such a captivating body, I could look at it forever and never get tired of it."

"You're such a smooth talker." There's never too much sweet talk between a man and a woman. Although Sister Yumei said coquettishly, she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

I sniffed hard and couldn't help but exclaim, "Mmm, it smells so good."

Sister Yumei, her pretty face slightly flushed, nestled against my chest and whispered, "Does it smell good? I used the shower gel Ruolan bought today; it seems better than the brand I used before."

"Mmm, it really smells good." I sniffed hard, my hand gently moving across Sister Yumei's smooth back, and couldn't help but praise, "Sister Mei, your skin seems smoother and more delicate than before, can you feel it yourself?"

Sister Yumei nodded gently, her small hand circling my chest, and whispered, "That silly girl Ruolan even asked me what my secret was. I told her, 'Silly girl, what secret could your mother possibly have? You're not a child anymore, so I'll just tell you the truth. Actually, for us women, a man's love is the best nourishment, more effective than any cosmetics or supplements. You'll understand after you get married.'" "Guess what? This silly girl actually blushed bright red."

I smiled slightly and said, "Sister Mei, you'll probably have to wait a while before you see Ruolan get married. This girl seems a bit too pessimistic about matters between men and women." Sister

Yu Mei nodded and said, "Who says otherwise? But I'm not too worried. Matters between men and women are all about fate. When fate arrives, nothing can stop it. Maybe one day she'll suddenly bring a boy back and say to us, 'Mom, Uncle Liu, I'm getting married.'"

Sister Yu Mei imitated Ruolan's tone, and she did it perfectly, which made me laugh out loud. Sister Yu Mei herself giggled. Her laughter was quite something; her two large breasts, bare against my chest, rubbed against my chest with her trembling body. The wonderful touch, combined with the faint fragrance emanating from Sister Yu Mei's body, aroused my desire.

"Huh?" Yu Mei let out a soft "huh" as she felt my erection. She climbed off me, reached down to my lower abdomen, and grasped my throbbing penis through my underwear. Feeling its heat and hardness, Yu Mei blushed even more, leaned in and kissed me, saying shyly, "What's wrong with you today? It's still early."

I smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed a handful of her full breasts, chuckling, "It's because you've made yourself smell so good, I wouldn't be a normal man if I didn't react."

Yu Mei glanced at me with a shy delight and said softly, "Go back to your book, I'll give you a blowjob first." I nodded gently. Ever since that night when Liu Yuyi and I had used our mouths to serve me, Yu Mei had gradually gotten used to it too. Basically, every time we made love, she would first serve me with her mouth.

Sister Yumei gave me a slightly shy smile, then burrowed into the covers. After a few movements, I felt my underwear being pulled down, and my penis was enveloped by two gentle lips. The covers bulged and rose and fell.

Although I couldn't see, the pleasure from my penis made it crystal clear that Sister Yumei had begun to suck and manipulate it in her mouth. The intense pleasure from my lower body excited me as well. I reached under the covers and pulled Sister Yumei onto me. Thinking I was going to use my hands to service her, Sister Yumei understandingly presented her round, white buttocks to me. Sister

Yumei's pink vulva protruded from between her round, white buttocks and thighs, looking no different from a young girl's delicate genitals, appearing exceptionally alluring. I couldn't help but bring my nose close to the pink vulva and take a deep breath. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into my nose, making me feel slightly dizzy and then clearing my head.

Although I've used my mouth to serve Ya Shi more than once, I've always had a vague unease about the odor of mature women's genitals. Therefore, I've never used my mouth to serve Sister Yu Mei or Liu Yu Yi before. However, today I decided to take that step because I've always believed that men and women should be treated equally. With a slightly apprehensive heart, I extended my tongue and gently licked Sister Yu Mei's vulva.

"Mmm..." A low groan came from under the covers, and Sister Yu Mei's body tensed up instantly; she clearly felt it too.

After testing her, the inexplicable worry in my heart completely disappeared. Yu Mei's room not only had no unpleasant odor, but instead smelled of shower gel, indicating that she had cleaned very thoroughly. Relieved, I reached over and spread Yu Mei's snow-white thighs apart, making her vulva more prominent. Then I lowered my head and took her vulva into my mouth, my tongue immediately plunging inside.

"Hmph..." Yu Mei's reaction was a little beyond my expectations. Her body trembled violently, her face pressed against her snow-white, round buttocks, moving within her honeypot. With a "whoosh," the blanket was thrown off by Yu Mei. She spat out my penis, turning her head to look at me with a surprised expression, saying, "Yu Lin...you..." "

Sister Mei, what's wrong? Is it only allowed for officials to set fires, but not for ordinary people to light lamps? Is it only allowed for you to abuse my little brother with your little mouth, but not for me to tease your little sister with my little mouth?" I said with a teasing smile.

Sister Yumei's face showed a strange excitement. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but no sound came out. I gave her a gentle smile and whispered, "Sister Mei, I know what you want to say. If you don't mind the dirt, why should I? I was just worried about the smell and it would make me nauseous, but it seems I was worrying unnecessarily. Your flower room not only doesn't smell bad, it even smells nice!"

Sister Yu Mei blushed and said shyly, "That place... I always wash it very clean..."

I chuckled and said, "No need to say anything more. Let's try the 69 position today. Hehe, it's my first time trying it too."

Sister Yu Mei looked at me with a hint of doubt and whispered, "I thought you and Ya Shi had already done it."

I shook my head and smiled, "I don't want Ya Shi to be too promiscuous in bed. That's not good for her." As I spoke, I gently patted her snow-white, plump buttocks and chuckled, "Sister Mei, stop talking. My little brother can't wait any longer."

Sister Yu Mei glared at me, then lowered her head and knelt down between my legs again, taking my penis into her mouth and skillfully stroking it. I felt incredibly comfortable all over. Holding her snow-white buttocks, I started licking her vulva again. To be honest, my tongue skills were self-taught; I'd only practiced a few times on Ya Shi, and today I'd use Yu Mei to practice as well.

"Mmm...uh..." Because her mouth was full of my penis, she couldn't make a sound, so Yu Mei could only convey her pleasure through her body's twisting and heavy nasal sounds. Seeing Yu Mei's reaction, I was very satisfied. My tongue probed and pushed against the inner walls of her vulva, and soon her vulva was surging with desire, a babbling brook of fluid. Her juices flowed continuously from deep within her vulva; although a little sticky, they didn't have any unpleasant odor.

While my tongue probing inside her vulva, I also carefully felt Yu Mei's reactions, searching for her sensitive spots.

"Hmph...hmph...hmph..." Yu Mei's breathing became more rapid, her head moving up and down, her tongue occasionally caressing my glistening glans and urethral opening, bringing me inexplicable pleasure. My breathing became heavy, warm breaths exhaled from my nose, while my tongue began to caress Yu Mei's clitoris inside her honeypot. To avoid overstimulating her, I only lightly licked her clitoris twice each time before pulling away, but even so, Yu Mei would tremble with excitement each time.

"Plop," "Plop," my thick penis moved in and out of Yu Mei's mouth rapidly, the saliva-covered shaft appearing even thicker, making Yu Mei's small mouth feel almost unable to fully contain it. On the other hand, under my tongue technique, which I don't know if it was skillful or not, Yu Mei's desire was also completely aroused, her snow-white buttocks trembling incessantly, and she kept thrusting back, wanting my tongue to penetrate deeper, in order to fill the emptiness deep within her honeypot.

Although it was our first time trying this 69 position of oral sex, our reactions showed that we were quite in sync. As our body temperatures rose and our breathing became heavy, our desire and pleasure also intensified, and Yu Mei and I were both on the verge of climax.

"Knock, knock, knock..." Just as Yu Mei and I were completely immersed in the sea of pleasure, preparing to welcome the climax together, a very untimely knocking sound suddenly rang out—no, it should be said that the door was being banged on. Yu Mei and I felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over our heads; our soaring desire vanished instantly, and our mood plummeted. The knocking continued. Yu Mei and I exchanged a wry smile. I grabbed my pajamas from the bedside table and called out impatiently, "Who is it?"

"Godfather… Waaah… It's me…" A muffled sob reached Yu Mei and me through the two doors. We both jumped, exclaiming in unison, "It's Jia Ni."

Yu Mei quickly grabbed a bathrobe and urged me, "Yu Lin, go open the door! Something must have happened."

Without saying anything more, I buttoned my pajamas, slipped on my slippers, and rushed out. The door opened, and there stood Jia Ni, soaking wet like a drowned rat. Before I could even gasp, she threw herself into my arms, sobbing, "Godfather…" She hugged me and began to weep.

I was shocked. My first thought was that something had happened to her mother. I immediately said urgently, "Jiani, don't cry. Tell your godfather what happened!"

"What happened? Why is it so noisy?" Ruolan and Yingying, wearing pajamas, appeared at the opposite doorway. They both gasped when they saw Jiani in my arms.

Sister Yumei came out in a bathrobe and said urgently, "Yulin, quickly bring Jiani inside."

Yingying and Ruolan followed Jiani and me into the house. I helped the crying Jiani up and asked again, "Jiani, tell your godfather what happened."

Jiani raised her tear-streaked face, opened her mouth, and began to sob again. I grew even more anxious and asked urgently, "Say something! Has something happened to your mother?"

Jia Ni shook her head and cried even louder. I stamped my feet in frustration and said, "You child, what's wrong? Tell me!" Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Jia Ni's face and saw a clear handprint. I was startled and pressed, "Jia Ni, did you have a fight with your mother?" Jia Ni shuddered and nodded slightly. I breathed a sigh of relief, and Ruolan, Yingying, and Sister Yumei beside me also felt a great weight lifted from their shoulders.

Just as I was about to ask again, Sister Yumei said from the side, "Yulin, don't rush to ask. Jiani is soaking wet. She needs to change into dry clothes quickly, or she'll catch a cold."

Only then did I notice that Jiani's body was shivering, and even her little mouth was frozen blue. I quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes, Jiani, we can talk about it later. You should go with your Aunt Mei to take a hot bath and change your wet clothes." Watching Sister Yumei lead Jiani into the bathroom, I breathed a sigh of relief and said to Ruolan and Yingying beside me, "This girl really scared me to death. I thought something had happened to her mother."

Ruolan glanced at me with a flushed face, then turned her head and said, "Uncle Liu, you should go change your clothes too, or you'll catch a cold."

I looked down and couldn't help but blush as well.

I rushed out in a hurry, throwing on a nightgown without buttoning it up properly, and I didn't even have time to put on underwear. Plus, I was hugging a soaking wet Jia Ni, so the front of my nightgown was wet and clung tightly to her body, clearly showing the shape of my penis. Wow, I was completely unaware of my exposed genitals! Embarrassed, I looked up and saw Ruolan, who had turned her head away, her ears completely red, while Yingying, that little girl, was staring at my crotch with a flushed face, only turning her head away shyly when her gaze met mine.

"Oh no, oh no, they saw everything!" I was so embarrassed that I practically fled into the bedroom, took off my wet pajamas, grabbed a towel to dry myself, and quickly changed. When I came out, I found Yingying and Ruolan wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the sofa talking quietly. Their faces turned red when they saw me. I felt a little embarrassed too, and coughed lightly, saying, "You two should go back to sleep. Don't just stay here."

Yingying glanced at me with a slightly flushed face and said sweetly, "Dad, tomorrow's the weekend, I don't have to go to school, it shouldn't be a problem if I stay up a little later, right?"

I gave a soft "oh," then remembered that it was Friday, so I didn't insist anymore. I sat on the sofa, wondering what had happened between Jiani and her mother. Last week I had advised Jiani to have a good talk with her mother, but it seems there are still communication problems between them. I suddenly realized that Jia Ni's mother, Miao Yuxiu, must be very anxious right now, so I stood up to call her. Just as I reached the phone and was about to pick it up, it rang.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" I said, picking up the receiver.

I heard Miao Yuxiu's anxious voice coming from the other end: "Teacher Liu, this is Jia Ni's mother, Miao Yuxiu. Has Jia Ni gone to your place?"

"Oh, Jia Ni is with me. I was just about to call you, but you called first." I was secretly amazed. I said, "May I ask what happened between you and Jia Ni? I see handprints on Jia Ni's face. Did you hit her? Can you tell me what Jia Ni did wrong to make you so angry?"

"Oh dear, that brat! She's driving me crazy!" Miao Yuxiu's voice wasn't as anxious as before; she probably breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ms. Liu, you have no idea, Jia Ni has been getting more and more disobedient lately. When I got home today, Jia Ni wasn't there yet. I thought maybe she went to your place or a classmate's, but it wasn't until after 9 pm that her homeroom teacher brought her back. Apparently, Jia Ni got into a fight with a girl in her class after school today, and she broke her classmate's head. Her homeroom teacher took the injured girl to the hospital. Ms. Liu, do you think I should be angry?"

She paused slightly, then continued, "Both her and her homeroom teacher asked her why she got into a fight, but she wouldn't say and insisted on not admitting her mistake. In a fit of anger, I hit her, and she ran out of the house. I couldn't stop her. This girl almost drove me crazy..."

"Don't worry, Jia Ni will stay here tonight, so don't worry." I hesitated for a moment, then said to Miao Yuxiu, "I haven't asked Jia Ni what happened yet, but based on what I know of her, she's a very sensible child and wouldn't fight for no reason. How about this, I'll talk to her properly later."

"That's really too much of a thank you. This child is such a burden to you." Miao Yuxiu's voice was somewhat self-pitying. "It's all my fault for neglecting her discipline. She's becoming more and more disobedient. She hasn't gotten along well with her classmates at school, and she seems to be less focused on her studies. Teacher Liu, I think she seems to listen to you. Please help me discipline her properly." "

If that's what you've always thought, then you've misunderstood Jia Ni. I've talked to her, and she's actually a very sensible child." From Miao Yuxiu's words, I knew that Jia Ni definitely hadn't found an opportunity to communicate with her mother yet, so I said, "Could you come and pick up Jia Ni tomorrow? I have something I'd like to talk to you about."

"Misunderstanding? Teacher Liu, what did Jia Ni say to you?" Miao Yuxiu's somewhat surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

I thought for a moment and said, "It's not convenient to talk on the phone. I'll explain in detail when you come over tomorrow."

Miao Yuxiu was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright then, I'll come over tomorrow morning. I'll leave Jia Ni in your care."

"Don't worry, Jia Ni will be fine."

After hanging up the phone, I glanced at the bathroom in surprise, thinking, "Why does it take so long to take a shower and change clothes?"

Ruolan seemed to know what I was thinking and chuckled, "Uncle Liu, you should just sit and wait. I guess Mom is asking Jia Ni what happened." I thought about it and felt relieved. It was probably more appropriate for Sister Yumei to ask Jia Ni alone. I quietly leaned back on the sofa, but I still couldn't figure out what Jia Ni would have gotten into a fight with her classmate over.

A full half hour passed before Jia Ni and Sister Yumei came out of the bathroom. Jia Ni was wearing Yingying's clothes, so they looked a bit big. Although she had stopped crying, her eyes were still red, and she looked at me with a very aggrieved expression. My heart ached at the sight, and I became even more convinced that she must have been wronged. I lovingly took her little hand and sat her down beside me.

"Godfather…" Jia Ni threw herself into my arms, burying her head in my chest, her shoulders still heaving slightly.

I patted her back tenderly and softly comforted her, "Good girl, don't cry. Godfather knows you've been wronged. I just spoke to your mother on the phone. You can stay here peacefully tonight." Jia Ni nodded gently in my arms, hugging me without saying a word. Sister Yu Mei sat down beside me, looking at Jia Ni in my arms with a face full of affection.

"Sister Mei, what exactly happened?" I asked softly.

Sister Yu Mei sighed softly and briefly explained what she knew. Only then did Yingying, Ruolan, and I understand what had happened.

It turns out that after school, Jia Ni had a minor argument with a female classmate. It was a very small matter, but the classmate shouldn't have said anything so offensive—she called Jia Ni a bastard and even used vulgar language like "prostitute" and "whore" to insult Jia Ni's mother. In anger, Jia Ni shoved the classmate hard, and her head hit the desk, causing a cut.

So that's what happened. Jia Ni's classmate was really outrageous; how could she say such hurtful things? I can understand why Jia Ni wouldn't tell her mother the truth when she questioned her. She must have been afraid of upsetting her mother, and with her teacher present, she probably couldn't bring herself to say it. Sigh, what a poor child. I patted Jia Ni affectionately in my arms.

As for her mother hitting her, it can't be said that she was entirely wrong. After all, she had high hopes for her daughter. Any parent in her position would have reacted that way in a misunderstanding.

“That girl was awful. She was just rubbing salt into Jia Ni’s wounds. If it were me, I wouldn’t have let her off so easily,” Yingying said indignantly. I glared at her, and Yingying stuck her tongue out at me, not daring to argue further.

Sister Yumei asked softly, “Yulin, what did you say to her mother?”

“I told her to pick up Jia Ni tomorrow. I want to talk to her personally; there’s some misunderstanding between her and Jia Ni.” Sister Yumei said “Oh,” and didn’t press further, because I had already told her about my conversation with Jia Ni last time.

Sister Yumei glanced at Jia Ni in my arms, then looked at Yingying and Ruolan nestled on the sofa and said, “You two go back to sleep. Jia Ni will sleep with us tonight.”

“Okay, okay, okay, let’s go back to sleep.” Ruolan and Yingying stood up from the sofa, somewhat reluctant to leave, preparing to go back to their rooms.

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