[Urban] The Tragedy of Mature Women (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 3 [Virginity] A Shameful Night Scene

Li Rufei stood naked in front of the wide-open wardrobe, staring dumbfounded at Wu Huaxin inside.

The sudden turn of events left her completely disoriented. She even forgot her naked state, even forgot the simplest act of self-protection—even the instinctive act of covering her thick, dark pubic hair with her hand.

In her shocked and dazed eyes, Wu Huaxin's unusually large penis was gleaming.

Li Rufei's mind went blank; her brain could find no other information except for the fierce, imposing penis before her. My God! What an excellent penis! The mushroom-shaped, smooth glans shimmered with a purplish-red light, the arm-thick shaft erect and throbbing, its shaft bristling with power!

A long-lost familiarity and a surge of pleasure immediately rose and churned in Li Rufei's brain. Her parted lips, glazed eyes, increasingly erect and hard red nipples, and constantly contracting, hot vagina all indicated that she had long forgotten the other person's identity as her nephew; all witnessed the splendor and sorrow of a young woman long deprived of sex rekindling her desire!

The mature woman's snow-white body and glazed expression were like pushing Wu Huaxin into a blazing furnace, or pushing him to the edge of a precipice, making him tremble, surprised, impulsive, and frantic; his brain was about to explode!

Wu Huaxin could no longer suppress the anger within him. He abruptly stood up, walked out of the wardrobe, and slowly moved his trembling legs, panting heavily, to stand face to face with Li Rufei, his hot, hard penis impudently erect before her alluring naked body. He was about to explode!

It wasn't until Wu Huaxin, standing at 1.55 meters tall, stood face-to-face with her that Li Rufei realized, in a daze, that this suddenly appearing young body was already standing before her. The dreamlike mist in her eyes instantly vanished.

She was now standing naked in front of her thirteen-year-old nephew! She suddenly understood her unbelievable situation!

With a scream, Li Rufei snapped back to reality and instinctively covered her breasts and genitals with her hands.

"You, what are you doing here? Huaxin, you, you..." Realizing he was unbuttoning his pants one button at a time, Li Rufei desperately tried to hide her intense shame, frowning and angrily asking, "Do you know what you're doing?!"

But in Li Rufei's eyes, she saw another Wu Huaxin, a Wu Huaxin completely different from the one she knew! Under her angry rebuke, his face showed no fear, shame, unease, or remorse. His eyes were vacant, his gaze fixed fixedly on her barely concealed naked body as he pulled all his trousers down to his knees.

To be precise, Wu Huaxin's face was devoid of expression, replaced by a primal urge, a savage desire!

"Hua... Huaxin? Did you... did you hear what I said? Hua..." Li Rufei stammered, startled.

Wu Huaxin didn't answer. As he kicked all his trousers aside, his eyes remained wide open, his chest heaving, his thick, long penis erect before the mature woman, and he slowly took a step closer to her.

"Hua... Huaxin, wake up! Don't... don't come any closer!" Li Rufei's heart began to race with fear. Her fragile body instinctively retreated, her frantic fingers revealing glimpses of her bright red breasts and the dark pubic hair, fueling the boy's burning desire.

Wu Huaxin's body continued to approach, his body burning hot. He didn't say a word, tearing open his shirt buttons one by one while swallowing hard. He was no longer like a thirteen-year-old boy.

"No! Don't... don't..." Before Li Rufei could finish speaking, her legs suddenly hit the edge of the bed—she was forced to the side. "Ah..." The sudden impact and panic caused her to lose her balance, falling heavily onto the soft bed.

Her hands suddenly released their grip, her thighs involuntarily spreading apart, exposing Li Rufei's vulva to Wu Huaxin's burning gaze.

She frantically tried to get up to escape the embarrassing situation, but Wu Huaxin's body was already completely ablaze.

With a roar of "Ah...", Wu Huaxin ripped off his clothes and pounced naked on Li Rufei, who lay on the bed like a lamb to the slaughter.

Shame and a sense of impending doom caused Li Rufei to suddenly gather strength the moment he pounced on her, rolling over on the bed to dodge his tiger-like attack. She had never experienced anything like this before. After the roll, she felt dizzy and disoriented.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her buttocks, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself tumbling onto the floor. Seeing Wu Huaxin viciously rolling off the bed to chase after her, Li Rufei ignored the pain, bracing herself with both hands and using all her strength to get up, stumbling and crawling towards the bedroom door.

Just as she was about to grasp the doorknob, Wu Huaxin suddenly lunged forward, grabbing her right foot and dragging her back, leaving a sweaty trail on the floor.

"No! Don't..." Li Rufei's body was forcibly pulled backward, her hands struggling helplessly in the air, her beautiful skin aching from the friction against the floor.

Wu Huaxin grabbed her legs and spread them apart, revealing everything hidden between Li Rufei's fleshy buttocks.

It was a special angle; her pink anus, rose-colored cleft, and soft black pubic hair were fatally tempting to his aroused nephew. With a thud, Wu Huaxin suddenly knelt down behind Li Rufei, pressing her calves down with his feet, freeing his hands to grasp her slender waist, and violently lifting her buttocks upward. Losing her balance, Li Rufei could only bend her knees to support herself, thus forming a helpless kneeling position, her buttocks humiliatingly raised high behind her.

Before she could even lament her humiliating position, the other man's hand suddenly released her waist, instead kneading her buttocks and roughly spreading her rounded flesh apart. Li Rufei suddenly felt a hot breath rush into her wide-open anus from behind, spraying directly onto her soft pubic hair. Wu Huaxin was

actually going to violate her mysterious anus and genitals with his mouth!

"No! No! Not there... ah..." Her nephew's hot lips had already touched her sensitive labia, and at the same time, his tongue, like a writhing fire snake, licked her beautiful cleft.

"No! It's so good there... ah..." She wanted to say "dirty," but the sudden stimulation instantly swallowed her words.

The boy's devilish tongue wantonly swept across her pubic hair, poked at her skin, licked her labia, and even drew circles around her pink anus.

Faced with this sudden and exquisite stimulation, Li Rufei almost forgot to struggle or resist, only raising her neck high and letting out a ecstatic moan. Then, almost crying, she turned back, wanting to beg Wu Huaxin to stop his lewd actions.

But before she could speak, her nephew's hot tongue had already forced open her wet lips, probing deep into her long-untouched vagina.

"Ah..." Li Rufei's lower body felt as if it were on fire, the instant sensory impact giving her a sudden burst of immense strength. She twisted her waist violently, her buttocks swaying from side to side, forcefully slamming her soft, elastic flesh against Wu Huaxin's face, almost knocking him over; then, with a burst of strength from her hands and a straightening of her legs, she tried to stand up.

How could the crazed Wu Huaxin allow her to escape? He forcefully reached out and grabbed Li Rufei's leg again, pulling her to the ground once more. Then he quickly leaned forward, grabbed her shoulders, and roughly flipped her body over, leaving her lying face up on the floor.

"Hua Xin, stop! No, you can't do this!" Li Rufei cried out in extreme panic as she felt her nephew pressing down on her from the front.

Now that things had come to this, Wu Huaxin was no longer going to stop. His body throbbing with desire, he pounced on Li Rufei, one hand nimbly reaching behind her, gliding over her slender waist, greedily invading her full, fragrant buttocks. He opened his palm and squeezed her round, tender flesh, while his other hand swiftly lifted her left calf, forcefully raising it, then thrusting his genitals forward, his hot, hard penis pressed against Li Rufei's wide-open crotch.

Feeling the boy's glans already thrashing against her pubic hair, Li Rufei panicked, pounding her fists against Wu Huaxin's chest.

"No… Huaxin, you can't do this! I'm your aunt! Stop!" she cried, struggling desperately, but Wu Huaxin, consumed by lust, seemed to possess boundless strength, pressing her, an adult, firmly against the cold floor, making it impossible for her to escape.

"Let go of me! No... Ah! Please, Huaxin! Stop! Ah..." Li Rufei's struggles seemed so weak and powerless. Wu Huaxin had almost lost his mind, not saying a word, just panting heavily, his assaulting movements showing no sign of abating.

Li Rufei was so anxious she was almost crying, her hazy almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears. When Wu Huaxin pressed his entire upper body against her chest, squeezing her full breasts out of shape, Li Rufei panicked, her hands tightly bracing against his chest, violently twisting her waist, trying to escape, but to no avail.

Wu Huaxin suddenly lifted his waist, lowered his head, and forcefully sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, his hot breath spraying harshly onto her full and delicate breasts. Li Rufei felt a tremor run through her body, a long-lost pleasure quickly spreading from her nipple to every corner of her body, before her other nipple could even stand erect, it was already being squeezed hard in Wu Huaxin's hand.

"Ah..." Li Rufei couldn't help but groan, her naked body filled with shame and helplessness.

"Hua Xin, stop! You...you can't...uh..." Before Li Rufei could finish speaking, Wu Hua Xin's large mouth was already firmly pressed against her rosy lips, relentlessly sucking the saliva from her mouth.

She shook her head violently, but she couldn't escape the control of the boy's lips. As Wu Hua Xin's tongue entered her mouth, a wave of disgust surged in Li Rufei's heart.

My God! Am I dreaming?! Li Rufei's heart was crying.

In her own home, in her own bedroom, she was being held naked by her nephew, pinned down on the bed where only her husband had ever shared a room, and she was in danger of being raped at any moment. What a nightmare this was! If it was just a dream, please wake me up!

Just as she was filled with grief and indignation, she suddenly felt her legs being forced apart by her nephew's hot body. Wu Huaxin's hips pressed heavily against her unprotected vulva, and then, a swollen, erect penis pressed directly against the junction of her thighs and labia majora, the hot glans feeling as if it would scorch her tender skin.

Li Rufei suddenly opened her eyes. An unprecedented sense of crisis made her use all her strength, twisting her hips and pushing away the boy's suction-cup-like lips.

If she didn't resist now, she might really have no chance! However, her hands were already firmly pressed to the bed on either side by Wu Huaxin, and her legs could no longer be closed due to the intervention of his buttocks. All she could do was scream.

"Help! Help me!" Just as her lips escaped the boy's passionate kiss, Li Rufei screamed with her last ounce of strength, "Someone help me... ugh!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Wu Huaxin's lips sealed Li Rufei's cherry-like mouth again, prying open her lips with his tongue and pouring saliva into her mouth. When the boy pressed his chest firmly against her again, Li Rufei's last resistance was drowned in his saliva.

Feeling her hands gradually losing strength under his control, feeling her twisting waist no longer able to move, feeling her completely naked groin pressed tightly against the boy's hot lower body, Li Rufei felt despair for the first time, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Wu Huaxin was completely aroused, utterly losing his mind.

Li Rufei saw his ferocious face and greedy eyes, the bulging veins and beads of sweat on his forehead. She knew he was no longer the Wu Huaxin she knew, no longer the innocent boy he once was! And she herself would become a different person, no longer the gentle and elegant woman she once was!

Was she truly destined to sink into depravity? Was she truly destined to die? Li Rufei's sudden relaxation caused her to experience hallucinatory doubts.

However, depravity and death should be quiet and peaceful, so why was her body still radiating restlessness?

No! This was more than just restlessness—this feeling was a subtle, layered, alluring, and irresistible sensation! It was a surge of emotion, a form of indulgence, and a deadly temptation! My God! What was this?

Li Rufei opened her eyes wide, trying to find the answer. When she clearly felt the thick pubic hair rubbing against the thick penis, she suddenly realized with shame that the sensation came from her lower body, from her genitals, from her aroused heart!

Between her wide-open legs, deep within her thick, dark pubic hair, her fiery labia and protruding clitoris were rubbing passionately against the man's thick penis. Her physiological instincts had already betrayed her will, constantly secreting warm, moist love juice from the deepest part of her petals. Was

this what it felt like to be raped? Why was her body reacting so shamefully? Why was the person who was insulting and teasing her her own nephew? Even more terrifying was that her lower body was experiencing intense stimulation and had begun to secrete love juice continuously! What would happen if her husband saw this scene!

There was no time for further thought. The boy's penis suddenly stopped its close rubbing, instead lowering its muzzle and aiming the hot glans at her tender petals.

Li Rufei once again increased the twisting of her lower body, causing the boy's penis to slip past the entrance of her vagina several times, unable to penetrate. Taking advantage of Wu Huaxin's flustered state, she quickly raised her thigh and forcefully kicked and thrust her knee into Wu Huaxin's body. Wu Huaxin suddenly lost his balance, staggered backward, and nearly tumbled to the ground.

Seeing Li Rufei get up to run away, Wu Huaxin, seemingly possessed by some unknown strength, leaped up like a rabbit, pounced on her, and pinned her to the ground, pinning her back so she couldn't struggle. He extended a finger, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and without hesitation, thrust it into her wet, hot vagina from behind.

"Ah!" Li Rufei screamed as her vagina contracted sharply, the soft, slippery walls of her vagina tightly gripping Wu Huaxin's finger. Her vaginal canal, long empty due to her husband's absence abroad and already overflowing with moisture from previous stimulation, suddenly contracted and overflowed with fluid as a hard object was deeply inserted, ready to fight back.

Wu Huaxin's fingers moved rapidly inside her, the intense stimulation causing Li Rufei's entire body to tense up. For a moment, she stopped all resistance, instinctively tightening her lower body, her wet, hot flesh gripping the young man's fingers tightly.

Before the bed where she had made love countless times with her husband, the voluptuous, beautiful young woman knelt naked on the cold floor, her hands supporting her weight, her round, beautiful buttocks humiliatingly raised towards her young nephew.

"Ah... Hua... Huaxin, no... let me go... please don't do this... ah!"

The young man's fingers, inserted into her tender orifice, seemed to have manipulated the central nervous system of Li Rufei's entire body, completely controlling the voluptuous young woman's beautiful, yet tragic, naked body, leaving her unable to move, unable to escape. His

skillful yet rough fingers increased the force and depth of the thrusts, even the angle.

"No! No... I, I... Ah..." Li Rufei's whole body tensed, her buttocks swaying mechanically, yet she couldn't escape the boy's magical fingers. Only her high, firm breasts trembled helplessly, her body stiff.

"Ugh... Ugh..." She tried to control her voice, but quickly realized she couldn't remain silent in the face of such powerful and sweet stimulation.

"Ugh, ugh... Ah, ah..." Gradually, the sounds of resistance transformed into a poignant allure.

Wu Huaxin gritted his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead, his fingers thrusting in and out at an astonishing speed.

"Ah! Ah... Stop, stop... Auntie can't take it anymore! I, I'll go crazy..."

The speed of his fingers increased, Li Rufei's buttocks arched high, her head tilted back, her mouth agape. This frenzied teasing, this prolonged torment, pushed the mature wife to the peak of climax.

"Ah, ah, ah... I, I... Ah, ah, ah... I'm going to cum! Ah..."

With a high-pitched scream as if thrown into the air, Li Rufei trembled, her lower abdomen contracted, her vaginal walls tightened, and a gush of honey-like fluid spurted from the depths of her petals. A tear fell from her eye, her hands went limp, and her body collapsed weakly to the ground.

She had lost herself, betrayed herself.

She had given up.

Wu Huaxin quietly stood up behind her collapsed body, silently enjoying the serene beauty and helplessness with her. The mad beast had obtained its prey, stopped its frenzied violence, and began to appreciate it with intoxication.

He picked her up and slowly walked towards the large bed.

Just as she knelt weakly on the edge of the bed, Wu Huaxin came from behind her, gently embraced her buttocks, and his thick glans quietly came to the entrance of her honeyed orifice, which was secreting sticky fluid, and pressed against her petals.

"I'm your aunt!" Aside from sticking her buttocks out, Li Rufei didn't even have the courage to say such a thing.

With a "plop," the glans parted her tender labia and entered her moist passage; with a "whoosh," the entire penis plunged into the wife's long-empty vagina.

"Ah..." Li Rufei's vaginal walls tightened, gripping her nephew's penis tightly. She groaned, raising her head and tossing her flowing hair. Before her mature body could even savor the pleasure of this violation, her firm breasts were already being firmly kneaded by the boy's hands from behind.

A surge of pleasure rose from the depths of her heart, and Li Rufei finally burst into tears.

Her bright red nipples were tightly pinched by the boy, no longer able to tremble in pain. Only the penis, constantly moving in and out of her dark pubic hair, silently proclaimed her misfortune.

Wu Huaxin increased the speed of his thrusting, his hard penis rubbing against her hot, moist vaginal flesh, the fiery glans pounding deep into her core. Li Rufei cried, tossing her beautiful long hair, and calling out her husband's name.

The young man released her full breasts, desperately thrusting his lower body, beginning a free struggle. His testicles slapped against her elastic buttocks repeatedly, making a "slap, slap" sound.

Tears blurred Li Rufei's eyes; she wiped the sweat from her forehead, gritted her teeth, and continued to hold her proud buttocks firm.

Suddenly, Wu Huaxin had a sudden idea. He grabbed her waist, twisted it, lifted her left leg, and abruptly turned her body around. Before Li Rufei could understand what was happening, she was already lying face up beneath him.

In this 180-degree flip, Wu Huaxin's penis never left her vagina.

"Oh..." Li Rufei hadn't recovered from her surprise; the deeper thrusts after the change in position made her cry out.

Seeing his aunt's brows furrowed, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and her cherry lips panting beneath him, Wu Huaxin's blood surged, and he began a new round of thrusting.

Each thrust deeper and more forceful than the last, the oppressive position making Li Rufei tremble uncontrollably.

"Ah...no! Gently...gently...ah...uh..."

Wu Huaxin forcefully kissed her fragrant lips again, while increasing the force of his hips falling.

"Uh...uh..." Li Rufei let out a muffled groan of pain, as if suffocating.

Wu Huaxin suddenly spat out her fragrant tongue: "Say it! Say you want me! Say it now!"

"Ah...huff..." Li Rufei trembled and gasped for breath: "No, no! Let me go! Let...uh!"

The poor thing was once again silenced by his kiss, her difficult breathing, coupled with the continuous thrusting deep into her uterus, made it unbearable for her, and she kept convulsing.

Wu Huaxin released her mouth again: "Then say it quickly! Say you want me!"

"Ah, ah, I...I...no..." The waves of pleasure surging through her cerebral cortex left Li Rufei overwhelmed and unable to resist.

Wu Huaxin suddenly grabbed her waist, pulled her close to him, and sat up. Their lips were still passionately kissing, but Li Rufei was now in a riding position. This was a position that allowed their genitals to be joined even more tightly. Wu Huaxin's penis seemed to have completely penetrated her uterus, thrusting hard against the deepest part of her flower core. The hard glans rubbed and collided with the delicate labia at the end of her honeyed passage.

How could Li Rufei, who had not been aroused for so long, withstand such stimulation? As soon as the penis plunged all the way in, all the sensual nerves in her body immediately collapsed. Her vaginal muscles tensed, desperately clenching the hot penis. In just a few seconds, her uterus suddenly relaxed, and a stream of hot fluid gushed from the deepest part of her petals like a spring, hitting the young man's glans and wetting the thick, hard shaft.

Unable to suppress the unprecedented pleasure any longer, Wu Huaxin roared, his penis tightened, and his glans opened, ejaculating a stream of scalding semen onto the blossoming flower.

A cataclysmic passion erupted, surged, and spread deep within the muddy, fiery vagina.

"Ah..."

With both of them crying out in ecstasy, the mature aunt and the young nephew collapsed onto the large Simmons bed, leaving only two sweaty, naked bodies trembling and panting.

As the climax subsided, and warm, sticky fluid slowly seeped out from between her labia, Li Rufei's tears quietly dried.

For a full ten minutes, the bedroom was suffocatingly silent.

"Slap!" A resounding slap landed on Wu Huaxin's face.

Li Rufei withdrew her aching hand, weakly propped herself up, and gazed at Wu Huaxin's alluring eyes with a dazed look, as if she were both crying and smiling.

"Wu Huaxin, you filthy devil! Shameless..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wu Huaxin's large mouth had already sealed her fragrant lips, his nimble tongue searching for her soft, fragrant tongue and gently teasing it. Li Rufei's tongue shyly dodged, responding awkwardly. The boy's tongue, like an eel, intertwined and mingled with her tender tongue.

Her breathing became heavy, her palms pressed tightly against his hot chest, her slender fingers digging into the boy's tender breasts, her fresh tongue actively entwining with his, and she kept making greedy swallowing sounds from her throat. The mature wife was completely intoxicated by her nephew's passionate kiss.

When Wu Huaxin's penis became erect again between his legs, Li Rufei, in the midst of the passionate kiss, moved her slender waist as if crying, gently swaying her hips to meet the teasing of the penis, her tender petals slowly opening again under the pressure of the glans.

"Ah!" Li Rufei let out a wanton cry, and with the help of her nephew, she mounted the saddle, squeezed her legs together, and thrust out her proud breasts, beginning the journey of the female knight's depravity...

Sun Qiang paced back and forth in his room, his mind in turmoil.

Several times he considered opening the door to the living room, but hesitated when he saw the living room light through the ventilation glass in the door frame.

This evening, after returning home with his stepmother, Yang Lu, he stayed glued to her side.

Whether it was eating, doing chores, or anything else, except for private matters like using the toilet, Sun Qiang never let Yang Lu out of his sight. Therefore, until half an hour ago, Sun Wei hadn't had a chance to approach Yang Lu alone.

Of course, Yang Lu found Sun Qiang's behavior a little strange, but he didn't care, always finding excuses to stay close behind her, because he knew that if he relaxed even slightly, the ever-watchful Sun Wei might do something to harass Yang Lu. While Sun Wei didn't dare to openly act recklessly yet, this behavior was the best way to protect Yang Lu from harassment.

Sun Wei, however, didn't seem to react much to Sun Qiang's behavior, simply acting as if he didn't see anything and continuing with his chores. Perhaps he simply didn't take Sun Qiang's behavior seriously, or perhaps he was too calculating. In any case, Sun Wei maintained an indifferent demeanor.

The three of them seemed to be in their usual warm and peaceful world.

However, this peace didn't last long.

Half an hour earlier, around 8 PM, Zheng Gu, the head of the third-year junior high school section, suddenly knocked on the door to visit Yang Lu. Yang Lu, a university graduate, was a physics teacher being groomed by the junior high school division of Yuelong Middle School. Zheng Gu said his purpose for visiting was to persuade her to attend an excellent teacher training and exchange conference to be held in Hainan next month.

With a guest present, Sun Qiang and Sun Wei had to return to their respective rooms, leaving Yang Lu in the living room to receive Zheng Gu.

Although Sun Qiang was reluctant to leave Yang Lu, he thought it was fine, as long as Sun Wei and Yang Lu were separated. So, despite his reluctance, he eventually returned to his room. Of course, he only closed his own door after watching Sun Wei return to his room.

However, Zheng Gu seemed to have a lot to say today, and he hadn't finished talking yet. Sun Qiang, already impatient, was itching to rush out and chase the lecherous man away. He knew in his heart that the fat, lecherous man was actually after Yang Lu, using this opportunity to get close to her. However, he was just a child, and Zheng Gu was, after all, a teacher at their school. Should he just rush out and drive him away?

"Damn bastard!" Sun Qiang cursed inwardly, "You won't get away with taking advantage of my stepmother!"

He punched the wall hard, turned around abruptly, gritted his teeth, and strode to the door leading to the living room. Yang Lu's graceful figure flashed through his mind, and he pushed the door open abruptly.

Chapter 4 [Virginity] The Colorful Butterfly on the Underwear

With a "whoosh," Sun Qiang pushed open the bedroom door.

However, the living room was empty, the room deserted, with only the European-style chandelier on the ceiling still emitting a soft light.

Where was his stepmother, Yang Lu? And what about that grade leader, Zheng Gu? Why was he gone too?

Sun Qiang was astonished. He glanced at the teacup on the coffee table; the water inside had long since cooled.

"So they left a long time ago?" Sun Qiang muttered to himself, then quickly scanned the other rooms—all were pitch black.

What? Had even Sun Wei gone out?

Sun Qiang was even more surprised. The thought of Sun Wei chilled him to the bone. Although he hadn't officially confirmed that Sun Wei was the one who had harassed Yang Lu last Sunday, he knew that it was very likely Sun Wei, even though Sun Qiang refused to accept this reality. Thinking back to that day, the image of Yang Lu's mature, rounded breasts and firm, rosy nipples being mercilessly fondled by a man other than her husband filled Sun Qiang with rage.

He hurriedly called out a few times, but received no response. It seemed they were indeed no longer in the room. This only made Sun Qiang more uneasy. Had Yang Lu gone out with those two guys? One was the lewd and shameless Sun Wei, and the other was the scheming Zheng Gu. He couldn't even imagine what might happen if they were with Yang Lu.

"Oh no! I have to go find her right now!" Sun Qiang thought anxiously. If his stepmother was really with those two lecherous men, it would be extremely dangerous. Although he didn't know if he could help, he still felt he should fly to Yang Lu's side immediately. Sun Qiang didn't know why he had this thought.

Without thinking too much, Sun Qiang ran to the entrance, hurriedly changed into his sneakers, and then flung open the door and ran out.

Since Yang Lu's home was on the second floor, Sun Qiang quickly arrived at the community square downstairs.

This was a staff residential area of Yuelong Middle School, located some distance from the school campus, consisting of three eight-story apartment buildings and a rectangular leisure square about 500 meters square.

When Sun Qiang arrived at the building, the open space was deserted. No wonder, it was already 10 pm, and the people taking walks had long since gone home.

The empty square left no clues; it seemed Sun Qiang wouldn't be able to catch up with Yang Lu and those two bad guys.

Gazing at the few magnolia trees swaying gently in the breeze on the open ground, Sun Qiang lowered his head heavily, his eyes beginning to well up with tears. He slowly turned around, looked up at the flickering lights on different floors of his apartment building, and sighed. His unusual experiences had made him increasingly mature, unlike a typical thirteen-year-old middle school student.

Looking at the apartment building, Sun Qiang suddenly remembered that Zheng Gu seemed to live in building number three at the back. Maybe he should go check his apartment? Perhaps he could find Yang Lu!

Sun Qiang made up his mind, turned to leave, but at the last moment, his gaze drifted over his balcony and he suddenly noticed some movement on the dark balcony, as if a figure was moving. He found it strange; he had just come down from his apartment, and there shouldn't be anyone there. Was he just imagining things?

He quickly took a few steps forward, came to a magnolia tree, leaned against the trunk, and looked down at his second-floor balcony.

Yes! There was definitely a figure!

Although it was dark, with the help of the faint moonlight, Sun Qiang was certain there was someone on the balcony. The tree he was standing on was about five meters away from the top of the apartment building; he couldn't be mistaken! However, because he was looking up from below and the railing was obstructing his view, he could only barely make out a person's head moving.

He was startled. Who was on the balcony?

To get a better look, Sun Qiang gritted his teeth and climbed the tree trunk beside him, climbing upwards without thinking, almost forgetting that he couldn't climb trees at all. However, when people are desperate, they can unleash extraordinary strength. Sun Qiang actually managed to climb more than two meters. He held tightly to the tree trunk and then stared intently at the balcony.

Now he could see clearly. The person on the balcony seemed to be a woman. She had her long hair tied up in a bun on top of her head, standing on the balcony with her back to the outside, her snow-white back pressed against the railing. Her exposed snow-white back was slightly conspicuous in the dim light, indicating that she was probably shirtless.

Could it be Yang Lu?

Sun Qiang was utterly shocked. Looking closer, he noticed the woman's snow-white upper body was trembling uncontrollably, and a strong arm was firmly holding her back. Following the arm down to her front, a dark figure seemed to be pressed against her breasts, writhing and groaning.

The figure's movements seemed to greatly arouse the woman; she swayed her hips and shook her head, and a few soft moans could be faintly heard.

Was this woman on the balcony really Yang Lu? Could it be that she hadn't left home at all, but instead turned off the lights and came to the balcony to entangle herself with someone? Sun Qiang could hardly believe his own deduction. But in this specific environment, it could only be Yang Lu. Because that was her home.

Before Sun Qiang could recover from the shock, the breathing on the balcony seemed to grow louder and more rapid. The woman's back was almost slumped against the railing, her arms outstretched to hold onto it, trying to keep her trembling body from collapsing. Judging from the blurry scene, she was probably experiencing an even more violent assault than before.

"No!" Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Sun Qiang almost jumped off the tree trunk, staggering towards the stairs before he could even stand properly. The image of his gentle and loving stepmother, naked and being violated by a man, formed in his mind, violently impacting his heart. The world before him blurred; only the steps remained clear. When

he reached the door of his second-floor apartment, he forced back his pounding heart, trembling as he unlocked the door, then gently closed it with all his might, changed into slippers, and went into the living room.

The chandelier was still on. Sun Qiang stood panting beside the sofa, his eyes fixed on the door leading to the balcony.

Should he rush over and open the balcony door immediately? Should he retreat to his room? Sun Qiang was torn between two conflicting thoughts.

However, the memory of Yang Lu's past tender care, and the possibility that her mature and elegant body was being shamelessly violated by Sun Wei, caused him to instantly abandon all his reservations. He gritted his teeth, went to the balcony door, mustered all his strength, and pushed it open with a jolt.

But the balcony was completely empty!

What was going on? He had clearly seen a figure on the balcony, even witnessed some intense activity, but how could it have vanished in the blink of an eye? Had he mistaken the floor, or was he hallucinating? Impossible! Sun Qiang knew that he had been more alert than anyone else all night, worried about Yang Lu's safety. And it was his own balcony; he couldn't have been mistaken.

Could it be that in the ten or so seconds it took him to run upstairs and open the door, the person on the balcony had moved back to their room?

He hurriedly turned back to the living room and found that Sun Wei's room was lit, but the door was closed; whereas when he had come downstairs, that room had been completely dark!

Could it really be such a coincidence?

No! No!

Sun Qiang shook his head repeatedly, his face deathly pale. If this coincidence was true, then it could only mean his guess was correct!

That is to say, the woman on the balcony just now was indeed Yang Lu, she was indeed assaulted, and she is likely still being assaulted—right here in Sun Wei's room! As for the perpetrator, it was almost certainly Sun Wei.

Could it be that his biggest fear lately was actually true?

Sun Qiang was in turmoil, at a loss, and slumped onto the sofa in the living room. Thinking of Yang Lu's kind and gentle face, and then of the gruesome rape scenes in the pornographic films he had seen, Sun Qiang's heart was breaking.

"No! This isn't true! It's not! Unless I see it with my own eyes!"

He struggled to his feet, covered his mouth, and ran back to his room. He didn't have the courage to knock on Sun Wei's door, not even a light knock.

"These are all just guesses, just guesses!" He comforted himself with humiliation, closed the door, collapsed onto the bed again, and pulled the covers over himself. He still didn't want to believe it was true.

"It's not real! It's not..." Through tears, Sun Qiang drifted into a hazy dream.

His dream was strange; it contained scenes of childhood play, Sun Wei's ugly face, Yang Lu's mature naked body, and even a scene of her being raped by an unknown monster. In short, the dream was bizarre and illogical, with scenes shifting back and forth.

When Sun Qiang awoke from the nightmare, the sky outside was still dark. As he listlessly sat up, he suddenly noticed his cousin, Sun Wei, in his pajamas, sitting in a chair by his bed, coldly watching him.

"You..." Sun Qiang was instantly enraged: "What are you doing here? Where's Aunt Yang Lu?"

"Looks like you've already found out?" Sun Wei said, smoking a cigarette as he saw Sun Qiang wake up.

"You...she, where is she? I, I warn you! If...she..." The immense anger made Sun Qiang somewhat incoherent.

"Sure enough... my intuition these past few days has been right." Sun Wei continued exhaling smoke, talking to himself as if he hadn't heard Sun Qiang's question at all. "Hmph! So what if he found out? It was bound to happen sooner or later. Good thing it's confirmed." With that, he exhaled a puff of smoke, stood up, as if he had made up his mind.

"Y-what did you say..." Faced with Sun Wei's nonchalant attitude, Sun Qiang was momentarily speechless, yet he knew that what Sun Wei said must be exactly what he had guessed.

"Alright, I don't want to waste any more time!" Sun Wei moved closer to Sun Qiang. "I'm here today to tell you two things." Sun Wei's expression remained cold. "First, I can tell you plainly, Yang Lu, your stepmother, is now my woman. You'd better be smart!" "

Wh-what!" Hearing this, Sun Qiang's body trembled violently, even though he had mentally prepared himself. "You-you're talking nonsense! You scoundrel, liar! You..."

"Don't get so agitated, kid!" Sun Wei stubbed out his cigarette, exhaling the last puff of smoke into Sun Qiang's face, and pushed the struggling Sun Qiang back onto the bed. "I have no reason to lie to you! You must have seen what we were doing on the balcony just now, right? How could it be fake? Hmph! I'll tell you the truth, when you were looking downstairs, I was pinning Yang Lu against the railing, fucking her while watching her masturbate with her breasts! I didn't expect to have you as an audience, so I got excited and thrust my penis into her a few times, making her scream with pleasure!"

"Shut up! You, you're talking nonsense!" Sun Qiang's tears were almost welling up. The worst guess he had made in days had finally become a reality. Although he had been mentally prepared, he still felt unbearably grief-stricken.

"You were following her closely today, kid. Thanks to that guy Zheng Gu, I was able to get a chance to fuck her on the balcony! How exciting! Hmph! Actually, I should really thank you! You know, enjoying the view outside while holding her round ass and fucking her wet pussy, it was absolutely amazing!" As he spoke, Sun Wei's lips curled into a rare smile, of course, a wicked smile.

"Shameless! You scoundrel! This can't be real..." Sun Qiang, crying, scrambled to his feet and lunged at Sun Wei, only to be pushed back onto the bed by the latter's strong arms. After all, eighteen-year-old Sun Wei was tall and burly, much stronger than Sun Qiang.

"Behave yourself, kid!" Sun Wei's face turned cold again: "If you don't want her to hear, you'd better keep your voice down!"

Hearing this, Sun Qiang was stunned.

"Hmph! You should know Yang Lu's personality, right? She's a woman with extremely high self-esteem; for her, face is sometimes more important than life itself." Sun Wei continued coldly, "Although your stepmother became my woman, I suspect she'd be very unwilling for others to know about this, especially those close to her! If people knew that this elegant and noble woman willingly used her breasts and genitals to please men other than her husband, letting others witness her ugliest and dirtiest side, her self-esteem would definitely collapse! At that point, no one can say what she'd become. Would she become stupid? Insane? Or worse? I have no idea."

These words, each one like a nail, pierced Sun Qiang's heart, the excruciating pain rendering him speechless. Indeed, he knew Yang Lu's personality all too well. If what Sun Wei said was true, a traditional and self-respecting woman like Yang Lu would rather commit suicide than let others know her shameful deeds!

"So, this is the second thing I want to tell you: pretend you don't know. Understand?" Sun Wei straightened up after speaking. "If you don't want to disrupt the current peace and allow her to continue to save face, don't make a fuss, understand? Not only that, you have to act as stupid as possible, don't let her have even the slightest suspicion!"

Sun Wei tugged at his wrinkled pajamas. "On the surface, we all have to treat her respectfully, letting her maintain her authority as our matriarch; behind the scenes, she can continue to be my woman without worry. I hope you understand that."

"You...you...shameless!" Sun Qiang's face turned ashen. Faced with this reality, he had almost lost all confidence.

"Hmph! Don't look so defiant! Fine...today I'll make you give up completely! Look, what's this?"

Sun Wei pulled a milky-white strip of cloth from his pajamas pocket and waved it in front of Sun Qiang. Upon closer inspection, Sun Qiang realized it was a pair of women's tight-fitting panties. The triangular panties were simple in design, entirely milky white, without any patterns, except for a simple butterfly embroidered in the center of the crotch. Still immersed in anger and grief, Sun Qiang forced himself to look at the panties.

"See clearly now? Let's see if you're still afraid, hmph!" Sun Wei's face was full of smugness.

What was this? "It's just a pair of panties embroidered with a butterfly pattern!" Sun Qiang found it strange and looked at it more closely. Apart from the slightly different colors of the embroidery thread in different parts, there was nothing special about the butterfly.

"This...is this Aunt Yang's panties? You..." Sun Qiang felt that Sun Wei was still deliberately trying to annoy him.

"Hmph! No need to even think about it, these panties are of course hers! And I personally help her take them off before we make love! That's not what I'm asking about!" Sun Wei snorted smugly: "What I want you to see is the pattern on it!"

"What..." Sun Qiang, who was angry, was stunned again.

"What? You, you don't even know what a five-colored butterfly is? You..." Sun Wei looked incredulous, as if he was very surprised by Sun Qiang's "ignorance".

"Five, five-colored butterfly?"

"Hmph! Never mind..." Sun Wei quickly put away the women's panties and stuffed them into the pocket of his pajama pants, as if he had suddenly changed his mind, "Anyway, you better behave yourself!"

As he spoke, he stretched lazily.

"Alright! I think I've made my intentions quite clear." Sun Wei turned away gracefully, facing the door. "I advise you to just live your life honestly! Maintaining the status quo won't do anyone any harm."

"Stop!" Seeing Sun Wei about to leave, Sun Qiang shouted and climbed off the bed.

"What? Is there anything you don't understand?" Sun Wei continued, his back to him, speaking coldly.

"No! I don't believe it! I absolutely refuse to believe Aunt Yang Lu would give in to you! She's not that kind of person!"

Sun Qiang suppressed the urge to cry, trying to keep his voice down. "She must have been forced by you, you scoundrel! You despicable beast! I must save her!" He gritted his teeth in hatred.

“Fool! I told you long ago, you’re not worth my time! Do you know what your noble stepmother is doing right now? She’s kneeling by the bed, her ass sticking up high, waiting for me to come back and fuck her again!” Sun Wei’s tone remained almost unchanged. “Believe it or not! It’s your freedom to say whatever you want. As long as you don’t tell anyone, I won’t object to you continuing to be an Ah Q, hmph!” After saying that, he took two steps forward.

“If you really don’t believe me, I can take you to my room right now to peek.” Sun Wei deliberately stopped. “You can see her making love to me with the most proactive attitude and the most difficult positions. I guarantee you’ll never forget it! How about it? If you’re worried about tiring her out, I can suggest she only use the woman-on-top position. However, to avoid her noticing you, you can only peek from behind, only admire her lewd ass, and won’t see her swallowing my penis with her hairy vulva while showing an incredibly blissful smile. What a pity, what a pity! Hehe!”

“…”

“How about it?” Sun Wei paused for a few seconds. “If you have the courage, just tell me, and I can let you feast your eyes. It wouldn’t be in vain for us cousins. Alright, she must be getting impatient. Goodbye.”

After saying that, Sun Wei opened the door and swaggered out.

Anger, hatred, grief, pain—Sun Qiang couldn’t utter a single word. He felt dizzy and collapsed onto the bed.

A ray of morning light pierced through the gap in the curtains, quietly illuminating the large Simmons bed.

Wu Huaxin frowned, stretched languidly, and slowly opened his eyes. Only when he saw the different pendant lights on the ceiling did he suddenly realize he was still in Li Rufei's bedroom. A sudden shock ran through him, and he sat up abruptly, looking at the empty bed beside him. He felt a lingering warmth under the covers; Li Rufei was clearly already up.

He gently pulled back the curtains; it was already bright outside.

Wu Huaxin wanted to jump out of bed as quickly as he used to, but the aches and pains in his lower back made him feel as if his body was about to break. His arms and thighs were also unusually sore, and his whole body felt weak and powerless, as if all the tendons had been pulled out. The

frenzied five or six hours of the previous night had left him utterly exhausted. Although he was far more mature mentally and physically than any of his peers, this was still something a thirteen-year-old had never experienced before.

However, what truly troubled him wasn't his physical weakness. His biggest embarrassment and worry was how to face his aunt, Li Rufei.

As a traditional woman, having suffered the brutal rape of her nephew, endured almost a night of unbearable shame and sexual torment, and finally hysterically reveled in frenzied sex, he wondered what grounds she had for getting out of bed this morning, and how he should face her.

Thinking of her self-destructive actions at the end of last night, Wu Huaxin was filled with worry and regret: was his gentle and reserved aunt hiding somewhere, secretly weeping? Would she be in extreme pain or even mentally unstable because of yesterday's torment? If so, it would be terrifying!

But he hadn't seen Li Rufei yet and had no idea of her attitude, so thinking about it was useless; he should just get up!

"Aunt Fei, where are you?" He called out guiltily in his heart, ignoring the pain all over his body. Wu Huaxin threw off the covers, quickly got out of bed, slipped on his slippers, and went to the living room.

The living room was still quiet and empty. Wu Huaxin was anxious when suddenly he smelled a delicious aroma—it was coming from the kitchen!

For some reason, the warm, comforting smell of food wafting from the kitchen instantly put his mind at ease.

"Everything's normal!" he thought happily. "At least Aunt Fei hasn't disrupted her routine, which says a lot!"

Despite his joy, he cautiously entered the kitchen.

He saw Li Rufei, dressed in a dignified pink dress, standing quietly in front of the sink, silently washing the dishes. Her back view was still so delicate yet resolute, full of beauty, yet exuding a strong sense of unassailable dignity.

Wu Huaxin felt a pang of guilt and dared not look at her any longer. He lowered his head and walked to the dining table, quietly sitting down in his seat—milk, bread, and eggs were already laid out in front of him. He glanced at the table in front of Li Rufei's seat; only a clean, empty plate remained. Clearly, she had already finished breakfast.

"Auntie..." Wu Huaxin began, but hesitated, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Hearing the sound, Li Rufei trembled immediately, then continued washing the dishes, her movements seemingly absentminded.

For a full three minutes, Li Rufei didn't turn around to greet him. Wu Huaxin's heart immediately filled with unease. He barely suppressed his disappointment and panic, lowered his head, and wolfed down his breakfast. He knew that Li Rufei's inner world was completely different from her calm exterior; she must still be grieving over what happened last night.

Thus, a strange scene unfolded in the kitchen: on one side, Li Rufei stood dejectedly washing dishes by the sink, head bowed; on the other, Wu Huaxin, head down, guiltily ate his tasteless breakfast. The room was silent, an unsettling silence.

More than ten minutes passed awkwardly.

Suddenly, Li Rufei bit her lip, put down the dishes, turned and walked towards the living room, brushing past Wu Huaxin, but her eyes never met his.

Wu Huaxin sat there, stunned, listening dejectedly to the sound of her footsteps as she left.

The sound of shoes being changed came from the living room, followed by the creaking of the door. Wu Huaxin knew it was Li Rufei taking out her handbag.

Had she really just gone out like that? Did she really not want to say a single word to him? Good heavens! For the usually gentle and kind Li Rufei, this was simply impossible!

Wu Huaxin's heart sank to rock bottom. He stood up frantically, turning towards the living room as if to say something, but dared not utter a sound.

He knew the end of the world might be imminent. He had been abandoned by the person he loved most! However, this was entirely his own fault! Having suffered the inhuman rape of his most beloved nephew, it was already remarkable that she could stand here so calmly.

But just then, Li Rufei, who had already put on her shoes and stepped into the entryway, suddenly stopped opening the door. Instead, she stood quietly by the door, almost thinking for half a minute, before finally uttering a single sentence: "Hurry up and eat! Don't be late."

Then, she forcefully opened the door, strode out, put her hands behind her back, and closed the door without looking back. With a soft "click," the door shut.

Wu Huaxin stood there, stunned, unable to utter a word. His heart suddenly turned ice-cold.

Did Li Rufei really refuse to forgive him? Was the mistake he had made truly irreparable?

At 11:00 AM, the large playground of Yuelong Middle School was bustling with activity as students engaged in their physical education classes.

"What you said...it can't be true, right?" Wu Huaxin lay sprawled on the soft grass of the small soccer field, his hands behind his head, legs wide open, pondering as he spoke.

"Hmph! It's crystal clear!" Sun Qiang, lying next to him, frowned, his eyes red and swollen, clearly having cried for a long time. "Those couldn't be my imagination; they are undeniable facts! She disappointed me so much!" His tone was filled with helplessness and sorrow, his words punctuated by sobs.

During free time in physical education class, Wu Huaxin and Sun Qiang, his two best friends, met up, and Sun Qiang told Wu Huaxin everything about Yang Lu. As best friends, they shared almost everything.

Originally preoccupied with Li Rufei's attitude, Wu Huaxin, seeing his friend even more distressed, had no choice but to temporarily put his own pain aside. After listening to Sun Qiang's woes, Wu Huaxin was also incredulous. Of course, he wanted to ask Sun Qiang why he had reacted so strongly. However, even without asking, he understood Sun Qiang's feelings for Yang Lu, because Wu Huaxin himself harbored the same feelings for Li Rufei—a feeling that transcended familial affection, mixed with a trace of harmless sexual desire.

However, Wu Huaxin dared not reveal what he had done to Li Rufei, while Sun Qiang dared to boldly express his troubles. In this respect, Wu Huaxin felt ashamed of himself.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I would never have believed that Aunt Yang Lu was that kind of person!" Wu Huaxin shook his head in disbelief. "I've known her for several years now. From my observation, she's an upright and dedicated teacher! Judging from her character, she should also be a serious and self-respecting person. How could such a self-deprecating thing happen to her? Is there some misunderstanding?" "It's

definitely not a misunderstanding! It's all because of that Sun Wei!" Sun Qiang suddenly gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "He must have done something to Aunt Yang. He took away that respectable and lovely Aunt Yang! I will never let that beast get away with it!"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course! My Aunt Yang is absolutely an upright person!" Sun Qiang said firmly with tears in his eyes.

"Sigh..." Wu Huaxin didn't know how to comfort him, and the two fell silent.

"Qiang, about that butterfly you mentioned..." Wu Huaxin finally spoke after a long time.

"Oh? A butterfly?"

"Yes. Don't be upset, I've been thinking about that pair of underwear you mentioned, and that multicolored butterfly." Wu Huaxin pondered, "What's so special about it? It sounds like Sun Wei cares a lot about that multicolored butterfly!"

"But... but I think it's just an ordinary pair of underwear! That bastard Sun Wei must be deliberately using Aunt Yang's underwear to scare me!" Sun Qiang stretched out his limbs, staring blankly at the sky, "As for that multicolored butterfly, its four wings and body are embroidered with five different colored lines, it's just a very ordinary pattern, there's nothing special about it at all!"

"But why would Sun Wei emphasize that pair of underwear in that situation? Does the butterfly pattern hide some special meaning?" Wu Huaxin couldn't help but wonder.

"Hmph! Anyway, I won't let that beast get away with it!" Sun Qiang's angry voice interrupted Wu Huaxin's thoughts.

Just as Wu Huaxin was about to speak, a particularly annoying voice suddenly came to their ears.

"Heh heh! Who are you calling an animal?"

Hearing that disgusting voice, Wu Huaxin and Sun Qiang knew who it was without even looking. They got up from the grass and turned around lazily. The 175cm tall figure suddenly appeared before them—it was indeed him—Wu Batian.

"The teacher told everyone to have free time, but you two… are lying here sunbathing, and talking badly about someone behind their backs. Aren't you afraid I'll tell the teacher?" Relying on his position as the sports committee member, Wu Batian said with a wicked grin.

"We were tired from doing sit-ups, so we lay down to rest for a bit and chat a little. That shouldn't be considered breaking the rules, right?" Wu Huaxin replied indifferently.

"Hmph! What could you two possibly be talking about? You should act like you're in PE class!" Wu Batian narrowed his eyes, revealing a domineering expression. Because of his exceptional height among the first-year students, he was used to speaking to his classmates in a domineering tone.

“Let’s go.” Wu Huaxin didn’t want to get entangled with this guy anymore, and pulled Sun Qiang’s sleeve to leave.

He had long been disgusted by this kind of bully who used his position to intimidate others, and didn’t want to spend another minute with him.

“Wait, don’t rush off!” Wu Batian suddenly grabbed his clothes, “I have something… I want to talk to Sun Qiang!”

“Why are you pulling me?” Wu Huaxin said seriously, “Sun Qiang and I don’t have time right now, let’s do it another day…”

“Yes, I have nothing to say to you.” Sun Qiang helped Wu Huaxin shake off Wu Batian’s hand and turned to leave.

“I want to talk to you about Teacher Yang Lu, is that alright?” Wu Batian said unhurriedly.

Wu Huaxin and Sun Qiang were stunned on the spot. Yang Lu? Especially Sun Qiang’s heart suddenly started racing.

Mentioning Yang Lu at such a sensitive time couldn’t help but make him nervous.

Did this bad guy have some kind of connection with Yang Lu? Or worse, did he know about Yang Lu’s affairs?

"I'm talking about Sun Qiang's stepmother, that beautiful teacher Yang Lu from the third year of junior high! Hehe!" He looked at Sun Qiang and Wu Huaxin's fearful and confused faces with a sinister smile.

"You...you...what exactly are you trying to say?" Sun Qiang's chest heaved violently.

"Actually, it's nothing..." Wu Batian looked around, making sure no one on the playground was watching them, then smirked, "Can't we chat with a mature woman like her, with such an upright face yet such a hot body?"

"Shut up! Don't you dare use such foul language to insult her!" Sun Qiang's anger surged.

"Oh? I only used foul language to insult her! Why are you so angry? If someone uses..." Wu Batian's smile became even more sinister.

"Use...use what!"

"Use...I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously. If someone uses...their hands, or other body parts to insult...I don't know..."

"You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about!" Sun Qiang could hardly contain his impulse. If Wu Huaxin hadn't been holding him back, he would have already rushed forward and pounced on Wu Batian.

"I already said, I'm just talking nonsense and guessing! Look at you..." Wu Batian continued to sneer.

These words shocked Wu Huaxin. He had only just heard about Yang Lu and Sun Wei from Sun Qiang, and it was a secret that absolutely couldn't be made public. Yet, Wu Batian, an outsider, seemed to know everything about it! Could he really be involved? Thinking of this, Wu Huaxin couldn't help but worry about Yang Lu's current situation.

"It seems you're all unhappy? Hehe!" Wu Batian's attitude suddenly changed completely. "Then let's talk another day!"

Wu Huaxin was momentarily confused by his strange attitude. Wasn't this guy going to make things difficult for them?

Why did he leave so suddenly? However, he was certain that Wu Batian knew something inside. He wanted to call him back, but then thought it wouldn't be appropriate, so he turned to look at Sun Qiang, who seemed equally puzzled and didn't seem to react to Wu Batian's departure.

Wu Huaxin glanced back and realized that their class monitor, Chen Xinjie, had been watching their actions from a distance. This was probably why Wu Batian had suddenly changed his mind.

Wu Batian walked three meters away, then suddenly turned back, squinted, and said in the lowest voice they could hear, "Teacher Yang Lu, you'd better protect that mole down there! Hehe!" With that, he turned and walked away without looking back.

These words, seemingly cryptic, struck Sun Qiang like lightning, making him tremble uncontrollably!

Only he understood their meaning!

That unintentional voyeurism had given Sun Qiang a fleeting glimpse of Yang Lu's genitals, though only for a few seconds, leaving an indelible impression on him.

In Sun Qiang's memory, Yang Lu had a black mole on the inside of her right thigh, only two or three centimeters away from her thick, dark pubic hair.

Could the black mole Wu Batian had mentioned be that one on Yang Lu's right thigh, the one only two or three centimeters away from her genitals?

Even someone like himself, who spent every day with Yang Lu, only learned this absolute secret by sheer luck, through a one in ten thousand chance. And Wu Batian, an outsider, actually…

Good heavens! Sun Qiang almost fainted on the grass.
Chapter 5 of 10-21 [Virginity] Wounding the Beauty's Heart Again

"Oh? Why is Liu Wei looking for me at this time?" Wu Huaxin asked Chen Xinjie beside him, walking quickly. Noticing her displeased expression, he quickly corrected himself: "I… I mean, why is Teacher Liu… it's almost time to go home…"

"I'm not quite sure either." Slightly displeased with Wu Huaxin's disrespectful attitude, Chen Xinjie frowned. "She came to the edge of the playground just now, probably because she saw you and Sun Qiang lying on the grass resting! Then she asked me to come find you."

"Oh…" Wu Huaxin thought he was definitely going to get scolded again. Who told that wicked woman Liu Wei to deliberately make things difficult for him? Oh well, he was used to it anyway. However, Chen Xinjie's timely appearance just now actually resolved their awkward situation facing Wu Batian. Perhaps Wu Huaxin and Sun Qiang should really thank her!

"Class monitor, thank you so much for today!" Wu Huaxin couldn't help but say.

Chen Xinjie stared at him with wide eyes: "Thank me? W-why?"

"Oh! No, nothing! Haha!" Wu Huaxin noticed Chen Xinjie's serious face and hurriedly replied.

"Nothing? Then...why are you making that face?" Chen Xinjie found it even stranger.

"Nothing is nothing! Ha! I like you a little, is that not allowed?" Wu Huaxin scratched his head and said perfunctorily, "Don't look at me like that! I, I'm leaving now!"

Leaving Chen Xinjie with a flushed face, Wu Huaxin made a hasty escape.

Of course, he didn't notice that his words made Chen Xinjie stand there stunned for a full ten minutes. He was worried about other things—how to deal with that annoying homeroom teacher Liu Wei, how to face his heartbroken aunt Li Rufei, and how to help his friend Sun Qiang who was in trouble.

Arriving at the door of the teachers' office, Wu Huaxin knocked on the slightly ajar door. Hearing a "Come in," he pushed the door open and entered.

The office was quiet, with only his homeroom teacher, Liu Wei, present. She was sitting at her desk grading assignments. Today, she was wearing a blue business suit, appearing mature and meticulous.

"Ms. Liu, you called me?" Wu Huaxin paid no attention to her beauty, slowly approaching Liu Wei's desk and lowering his head, bracing himself for a scolding.

"Oh, you've come?" Liu Wei looked up at him, stopping her work. "Bring a chair and sit opposite me! I need to have a serious talk with you today."

Wu Huaxin had no choice but to move a chair and sit facing Liu Wei across the desk.

"Wu Huaxin, tell me, what was your class ranking when you entered our school?" Liu Wei held her pen, frowning as she looked at Wu Huaxin.

"What place?" Wu Huaxin was taken aback. "Sixth, I guess."

"Okay, then tell me, what place did you rank in the class for the midterm exam?" Liu Wei's expression turned stern, just like when she usually scolded him.

"Twenty-sixth..." Wu Huaxin lowered his head and answered softly.

"Can you tell me why? Twentieth place, a whole twenty places down!" Liu Wei's face hardened, and her tone rose. "Is our school's teaching environment too poor? Or are the teachers' teaching levels too low? Or, to be more specific, is it because my abilities are too low, and I can't let you learn anything?"

"N-nothing..."

"Then what is the real reason?" Liu Wei's tone became even more stern.

"Yes...yes..." Wu Huaxin thought to himself that this iron-faced woman really had two tricks up her sleeve. He had only been a little playful, and she had actually managed to trick him in a roundabout way. "It was my own fault...I didn't concentrate on my studies."

"Good! It seems you've realized why you've fallen behind! This shows you're still a promising child!" Liu Wei stared intently at Wu Huaxin's face. "Originally, I wanted to give you some more time to figure it out yourself, but I just discovered that you were lying on the grass sunbathing during PE class. So I had to come to you! Today, I want to tell you that you're actually a smart and quick-witted person. As long as you stop dozing off in class, and instead of lying on the grass sunbathing during your free time, you concentrate on your studies, listen attentively in class, and make good use of your free time, then you could very well become an excellent student! You might even be in the top three in the class." "

Oh..."

"So, you should understand the good intentions behind my strictness towards you!" Liu Wei's expression remained unyielding. "For your healthy growth, I will be even stricter with you and discipline you in the future. I hope you understand this and cooperate with me! Do you understand?"

"Oh..." Wu Huaxin thought to himself, "This is terrible. If she's even stricter, she'll become a devil.

" "Don't just brush me off like that!" Liu Wei was clearly dissatisfied with his answer. "Today you must make a solemn pledge, guaranteeing that you will study diligently from now on and at least strive to be in the top five of the class! How about that? Do you have the ambition?" "

I...I..." Wu Huaxin wanted to agree, but now he didn't dare. Top five? Wouldn't that take up all his free time? He had so many things to do: marbles, ball games, playing football, reading comics, eating street food every night, peeping at the young women sleeping in the building across the street every night... He had so many things he didn't want to give up.

"Think it over carefully, and then give me a definite answer!" With that, Liu Wei lowered her head and picked up the homework she had been grading. "I have time. I want to see if you can really make up your mind! I'm waiting for your answer." After saying that, Liu Wei picked up her pen and continued grading, leaving Wu Huaxin standing there.

Wu Huaxin sighed inwardly. Today was truly unlucky. This beautiful, iron-faced woman seemed to be serious and determined to oppose him. He had always thought himself quite smart, just a little playful. He believed that if he worked harder, his grades would definitely improve. But now Liu Wei was demanding such a strict pledge from him, and he couldn't bring himself to be a resolute ascetic.

He leaned back in his chair helplessly, took a deep breath, and looked dejectedly at Liu Wei's busy figure grading homework. He wondered why someone as sexy and attractive as her was such a strict person. Perhaps she wasn't suited to wearing skirts; she should be dressed more conservatively.

Speaking of skirts, Wu Huaxin couldn't help but lower his head slightly, stealing a glance at Liu Wei's fair legs under her desk.

Before he could examine them closely, he saw her two shapely, snow-white legs gently rub together, her knees slightly parted—this habitual relaxation movement when she was busy inadvertently revealed the glimpse of what lay beneath her skirt!

Wu Huaxin was instantly startled, as if something had pierced his central nervous system, making him exceptionally alert. He looked closely, and yes, it wasn't an illusion! The unsuspecting Liu Wei had inadvertently parted her knees by about ten centimeters, which was enough for Wu Huaxin, who was only a meter away!

This unintentional oversight allowed Wu Huaxin, sitting in front of her, to see the boundless scenery beneath her skirt. Flesh-colored stockings, the delicate inner thighs, and even the faintly visible white panties at the end—all were instantly imprinted in Wu Huaxin's eyes.

Wu Huaxin swallowed hard, his gaze frantically returning to Liu Wei's face, only to find her still intently grading assignments.

A perfect opportunity! She hadn't even noticed!

Wu Huaxin lowered his head, his gaze returning to the table, peering greedily through Liu Wei's slightly parted knees into her short skirt.

Wow! He could even see her panties so clearly! White! Mixed with some black—was it lace-trimmed panties?

Wu Huaxin sighed, both relieved that he'd stumbled upon a blessing in disguise and indulging in a feast for the eyes.

It must be the color of her pubic hair! So beautiful! Oh! Her thighs were so white too, her rounded thighs encased in sheer stockings were so alluring! How wonderful it would be to hold thighs like that! He envied her husband! He could freely thrust into her vulva inside those lace panties while caressing her thighs encased in sheer stockings.

What a sexy female body! As Wu Huaxin inwardly expressed his admiration, his gaze drifted away, lost in fantasy…

Last night, before going to bed, was Teacher Liu Wei also wearing this suit? Was she also wearing this short skirt? Did she, under her husband's watchful eye, slowly kick off her high heels, then climb into bed, spreading her legs wide and straddling his stomach? This short skirt certainly couldn't contain such a wide-open stance, and her husband must have seen the boundless spring scenery beneath her skirt, just as Wu Huaxin could see what was under her skirt now.

"Husband, how can you look at me like that?" the imagined Liu Wei teased, sitting up straight.

What should her husband do now? Naturally, he should continue lying upright in bed, enjoying his wife's seductive hospitality.

Liu Wei might then gently lift her skirt, revealing white lace panties, "Husband, are you satisfied with the style of my panties today?" She might even tease him like this, "This morning, when a male colleague pretended to pick something up from the ground and deliberately bent down to peek at my panties, I also spread my legs like this."

Wow! If she really spoke to her husband like that, I wonder how he would feel!

"Although I was very shy, I could only pretend I didn't know, and I couldn't even move. I had to keep my legs spread so he could keep looking, otherwise he would notice." She continued her provocative words: "He's so naughty, he lingered under the table for dozens of seconds, he must have even seen the brand of my underwear! And my underwear was silk with lace detailing, he must have seen all the pubic hair I just combed yesterday!"

Oh! Don't even mention it, wouldn't that infuriate her husband?

"Honey, can you imagine how embarrassed I was? As your wife, having another man spy on my genitals like that, I almost died of shame! I felt so uncomfortable. Rather than awkwardly maintaining that shameful posture while being spied on, I'd rather take that male colleague to the changing room, take off all my clothes and let him see to his heart's content, maybe that would be better." Wow! Her husband would definitely be furious after hearing that!

As she spoke, Liu Wei would definitely lift her skirt and gently rub her exposed thighs and panties against her husband's body.

If Wu Huaxin were her husband, he would undoubtedly rip off her panties without hesitation and eagerly pull out his penis to show it to her.

If she was willing to give him oral sex, that would be great; if not, he would simply have her straddle his erect penis and immediately launch into a sexual battle.

Yes, that's right! Thrust into her hard! Thrust upwards hard! Break through her vagina, pierce her uterus!

Yes, while penetrating her wet honey hole, he could also squeeze her breasts! If necessary, he could even spread her legs to admire the way her hairy vulva swallowed and spasmed his penis! Because she was lifting her skirt! He could totally watch like that! Yes! He could even spread her thighs wider, ninety degrees! No, not enough! One hundred and eighty degrees! Let's see what kind of force her delicate, round thighs can withstand!

Thinking of her thighs, Wu Huaxin barely managed to pull himself out of his sexual fantasy. His hazy gaze returned to the area under the desk, back to the white, rounded thighs beneath Liu Wei's skirt, trying to capture the scene from his fantasy in reality.

Hmm? Wait, what… what is this?

Almost lost in a beautiful dream, Wu Huaxin suddenly noticed something unusual on the inside of Liu Wei's right thigh, and his eyes widened.

Yes, there seemed to be a shadow on the inside of her right thigh.

Wu Huaxin quickly looked up to make sure Liu Wei still hadn't noticed him, then immediately looked down and took a step forward to observe more clearly.

No, that wasn't a shadow.

Wu Huaxin rubbed his eyes, confirming his observation.

It was a pattern! A colorful pattern! And it looked like a colorful butterfly!

Wu Huaxin was startled, almost unable to believe his eyes. But the facts clearly told him that there was a colorful butterfly drawn on the inside of Liu Wei's right thigh!

"A five-colored butterfly!" This thought immediately flashed through Wu Huaxin's mind, because his brain had already connected the painted butterfly in front of him with what Sun Qiang had just told him.

Could the butterfly drawn on Liu Wei's inner thigh be exactly the same as the one on Yang Lu's underwear? As this thought crossed his mind, Wu Huaxin couldn't help but gasp.

Why would Liu Wei have such a butterfly pattern on her thigh? She wouldn't draw such a pattern on her inner thigh herself, would she? What special meaning did this colorful butterfly have? Why would the proud Liu Wei allow someone to draw such a butterfly on her extremely private inner thigh? And who drew this butterfly?

If the colorful butterfly on Yang Lu's underwear was because she was under Sun Wei's control, then did the same mark on Liu Wei's inner thigh also indicate Liu Wei's current situation? If the two butterflies were indeed the same, could it indicate that there was some special relationship between Yang Lu, Sun Wei, and Liu Wei? Or was there some more complex relationship involved?

A series of questions arose in Wu Huaxin's mind, leaving him completely bewildered.

However, Wu Huaxin was certain of one thing: that multicolored butterfly definitely represented some unspeakable secret! As for why he held such a firm belief, even Wu Huaxin himself couldn't explain it.

The beautiful scene before him didn't last long. As Liu Wei slightly brought her knees together, the alluring view beneath her skirt—her full thighs, the lace panties revealing pubic hair, and the mysterious multicolored butterfly on the inner side of her right thigh—vanished in an instant.

Just like when she had spread her legs, Liu Wei's knee-bringing motion was unintentional and natural, interrupting Wu Huaxin's puzzled thoughts. Back in reality, Wu Huaxin wanted to find out what was hidden behind the scenes, but he didn't dare to directly ask Liu Wei.

Was he being paranoid? Perhaps everything was just normal, and nothing had actually happened; Wu Huaxin didn't rule out that possibility. He had already looked tired enough lately; it seemed unnecessary to worry about such unfounded rumors. In short, he had too many things to do right now, so he'd put the current doubts aside for now!

Having made up his mind, Wu Huaxin stood up from his chair.

"Teacher Liu, I've decided." Wu Huaxin tried to remain natural: "I promise you, I'll definitely be in the top five of the class in the final exam!"

"Oh? Really?" Liu Wei looked up, her brows smoothing as she looked at him: "Good! I'm very happy that you've made this decision! From now on, you must study diligently and conscientiously, and I will supervise you even more strictly. Let's see how you do in the final exam..."

Wu Huaxin barely heard any of Liu Wei's encouraging and praising words; his mind was already preoccupied with other, more troubling matters.

When he walked out of the teacher's office, he had decided to ignore the colorful butterfly for the time being.

Wu Huaxin returned home at 12:30 PM.

Although Liu Wei had called him to the office for a lecture near the end of the school day, it hadn't taken up too much time.

Wu Huaxin had actually arrived home at noon, but he was conflicted, unsure how to face Li Rufei, so he hesitated outside for half an hour.

The summer midday was exceptionally hot, and Wu Huaxin was soon drenched in sweat.

Tormented both physically and mentally, Wu Huaxin finally mustered the courage to open the door. He found the house quiet, with a faint aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

Li Rufei was already home and cooking—this thought brought Wu Huaxin some comfort.

He had already decided to apologize to Li Rufei while he was outside, but he clearly lacked confidence.

After all, raping his aunt was absolutely unforgivable. Would she forgive him? Thinking of Li Rufei's usual meticulous care for him, and the lewd and shameless humiliation he had inflicted on her, Wu Huaxin was filled with remorse. His momentary impulse had led to this result; Wu Huaxin could hardly believe he had done such a heinous thing.

And how could he possibly soothe Li Rufei's wounded heart? Wu Huaxin was completely bewildered. But what was done was done, and all he could do now was try to make amends, even though such things might never be truly undoable.

He quietly closed the door, went to the living room, glanced at the dining room to make sure Li Rufei was still in the kitchen, and then tiptoed slowly towards his room.

Just as he was about to reach his room, Li Rufei suddenly walked into the dining room from the kitchen, carrying a plate of steaming vegetables. Since there was no door between the dining room and the living room, Wu Huaxin and Li Rufei saw each other immediately. Li

Rufei was still wearing the same pink business suit she wore that morning, but now she had a white apron tied around her neck when cooking. Her hair looked a little messy, her eyes were still a little red, and her expression seemed slightly dazed. When she saw Wu Huaxin, she seemed slightly startled, her eyes darting away from his face in a panic. She hurriedly placed the vegetables on the table and immediately turned and went back into the kitchen, as if fleeing.

Having been seen, Wu Huaxin thought there was no point in hiding back in his room. So he took off his schoolbag and put it on the sofa in the living room, then quietly went into the bathroom and washed his hands carefully twice before quietly walking to the dining room and sitting down at the table.

The sound of stir-frying came from the kitchen again, then stopped after a while, and Li Rufei came in carrying a bowl of stir-fried meat. Wu Huaxin didn't dare look at her face, just kept his head down, lost in thought. After putting down the stir-fried meat, Li Rufei went back to the kitchen and soon returned with two bowls of rice, placing one in front of Wu Huaxin.

After that, neither of them said a word, and they each picked up their chopsticks and began to eat.

The entire meal probably lasted only ten minutes before ending in an awkward atmosphere. Wu Huaxin sat there dumbfounded, watching Li Rufei clean up the leftover food on the table and then go back to the kitchen.

"This can't go on, I should apologize to her!" Wu Huaxin thought. He had done something wrong, and he should muster the courage to admit it. If something bad happened, it would be his own fault.

Wu Huaxin gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked to the kitchen door, quietly watching Li Rufei's busy figure at the sink.

"Say sorry, say it quickly, say sorry!" he kept repeating in his mind, but the words wouldn't come out. He stood there for several minutes.

Li Rufei seemed to notice someone standing behind her; she sighed, didn't turn around, and continued washing the dishes.

To be honest, Wu Huaxin's self-control was terrible today. Perhaps the indulgent game of the previous night had stirred up the deepest, most impulsive elements within him. He had originally entered the kitchen to apologize to the housekeeper, but unexpectedly, when he saw Li Rufei's graceful back, his lower body suddenly became aroused again.

Li Rufei's slightly disheveled long hair, her slender waist, and her fair thighs exposed outside her short skirt instantly reignited the fire within him. Looking at Li Rufei's back, Wu Huaxin felt as if she were standing naked by the sink, and involuntarily recalled the scene of humiliating her the night before.

Especially her current posture, almost identical to when she stood in the bathtub last night, preparing to receive his fourth penetration. The difference was that now she was dressed, her feet on the kitchen floor tiles, while last night she was completely naked, with a throbbing penis eyeing her plump, round buttocks; now she could stand upright, while last night she sobbed, her hairy vulva facing her nephew's penis, and upon receiving orders, she could only shamefully squat down, her vagina enveloping his hot penis.

Actually, Wu Huaxin's impulsiveness had another reason, which was somewhat absurd.

During the summer after graduating from elementary school, Wu Huaxin was heartbroken countless times over his separation from his teacher, Zheng Xianghong, and his precocious body became restless and agitated.

One night, fueled by lust, he had a strange dream in which an old man in white taught him a set of sexual techniques called the "Hook and Thrust Method." The positions weren't complicated, but he was told it was very practical. Upon waking, Wu Huaxin found that he could still vaguely remember those so-called "techniques."

Afterwards, the mundane days gradually faded his memory.

Until last night, during his sexual battle with Li Rufei, he suddenly remembered the "Hook and Thrust Method" again, and so he tried this absurd lovemaking technique on Li Rufei's body, unexpectedly achieving excellent results!

The technique wasn't actually complicated. Basically, it involved inserting the penis into the vagina and stirring it around. The so-called "hooking" referred to skillfully using the glans to scrape against the vaginal walls, while "stinging" involved quickly and lightly teasing the clitoris with the urethral opening. The true essence lay in controlling the force and angle of the penis—neither too forceful nor too gentle—fully utilizing its "spirit."

Perhaps Wu Huaxin possessed an exceptionally high talent for intercourse, managing to grasp something others could never understand in his short, imagined dream, truly mastering the "spirit" of the penis. Therefore, last night's intercourse almost completely melted Li Rufei.

Now, seeing Li Rufei's sexy back again, Wu Huaxin's blood began to boil again. He felt he couldn't suppress his passion, and his reason was gradually fading. All the apologies he had just conjured vanished in an instant.

"Forgive me, Aunt Fei!" Wu Huaxin shouted inwardly, then he unzipped the zipper of his school uniform, clenched his fists, paused for a moment, and lunged at Li Rufei from behind.

In an instant, Wu Huaxin wrapped his arms around Li Rufei's waist and reached for her full, round buttocks.

"Huaxin, what are you doing? Ah..." Caught off guard, Li Rufei screamed in fright, and the plate she was washing fell into the sink with a "clang," shattering into pieces.

"Aunt Fei, I... I couldn't hold back!" Wu Huaxin hugged Li Rufei tightly from behind, "You've ignored me all day, I'm sad, I'm in pain! I... I want you to talk to me, I want to hug you, I want to love you..." His fingers touched her firm, round buttocks through her short skirt, and Wu Huaxin almost cried out as he hugged Li Rufei's sexy body tightly.

“No…no…” Li Rufei twisted her waist and buttocks frantically, feeling her nephew’s hands increase the pressure on her buttocks. She struggled in pain, but Wu Huaxin showed no sign of stopping. His hands gripped and squeezed Li Rufei’s plump buttocks forcefully. Li Rufei let out a sobbing moan: “No! No! Huaxin…we can’t make the same mistake again! I’m your aunt! Oh…”

“Aunt Fei, forgive me! Love me like you did last night!” Wu Huaxin played with his aunt’s noble buttocks while pressing his entire upper body against her back. The two stood by the sink, forming an overlapping, crouching position.

He began to lose his mind again.

“Don’t mention last night again!” Li Rufei cried loudly, her sore spot touched. “I’m your aunt, stop! You’re raping your aunt, what’s the difference between you and a hooligan!?” She straightened her upper body forcefully, twisting almost frantically at the same time.

Perhaps it was Wu Huaxin's guilty conscience, or perhaps it was Li Rufei's unprecedentedly strong determination to resist, but in an instant, Li Rufei suddenly burst forth with strength. She broke free from Wu Huaxin's embrace, turned around, and freed her buttocks from their shameful, raised position.

"Enough is enough!" Li Rufei shouted angrily as she pushed Wu Huaxin away, "If you keep going like this, you'll be completely beyond saving!"

However, Wu Huaxin was no longer listening to anything. Like a wild beast, he pounced on Li Rufei again, holding her tightly from the front, making "whooshing" sounds from the corners of his mouth.

This sudden, wild embrace left Li Rufei bewildered.

"No! Help..." Before she could cry out, her soft cherry lips were suddenly silenced by Wu Huaxin's mouth.

A passionate kiss completely swallowed her weak cries.

Wu Huaxin was usually a precocious and steady child, but once his inner desires were aroused, he would become incredibly frenzied. He had spent the entire morning contemplating and had rationally decided to apologize to Li Rufei, but now his lust had been reignited by her mature body, and it was spiraling out of control.

Wu Huaxin held Li Rufei's body and her two jade-like arms like iron hoops, rendering her immobile. Li Rufei could only frantically twist her slender waist, swaying from side to side, trying to avoid her nephew's physical contact.

Wu Huaxin, his blood boiling, felt the mons pubis between her legs rubbing against his increasingly erect penis as he passionately kissed her, instinctively pressing his chest against her high breasts. His lips were already tightly pressed against Li Rufei's fragrant lips.

Perhaps Wu Huaxin himself didn't realize that he was a natural kissing expert.

First, his kiss was incredibly sticky, almost like a suction cup, clinging tightly to Li Rufei's lips. Even when she shook her head, he held her lips firmly in his mouth. Second, Wu Huaxin's kiss was incredibly captivating. He skillfully parted Li Rufei's lips with his own, then with a push of his mouth and a coordinated movement of his tongue, he quickly drew her tongue out, savoring it. Third, his kiss was incredibly melting. He poured all his strength and emotion into his lips and tongue, passionately sucking and swallowing, deftly twisting and extending, almost capable of melting away all ice and barriers.

Li Rufei had unknowingly fallen into Wu Huaxin's passionate kissing vortex.

Under the passionate and skillful kiss, her anger gradually subsided, her sadness slowly dissolved, her mature body gradually lessened its twisting, and her sensitive nerves began to relax and expand within her.

Occasionally, she could be heard to groan softly, her body twitching symbolically, but these were merely her last vestiges of rationality.

A few minutes later, Wu Huaxin released her lips, letting out a long sigh, and excitedly looked at his prey.

"Oh...oh...huff..." Li Rufei gasped for breath, the anger and sorrow in her eyes diluted to only a trace of resentment.

"You...you've disappointed me so much," she said dazedly, as if all her strength had left her body.

Still stubborn? Watch how I conquer you!

Wu Huaxin hardened his heart, lifted Li Rufei's chin with one hand, and pressed his lips to hers again, fiercely capturing her fragrant lips.

"Mmm..." Li Rufei felt another tremor run through her body, once again sinking into a wonderful, passionate kiss. She wanted to say something more, but her lips seemed to melt, unable to open, and no sound came out of her throat.

Wu Huaxin's nimble tongue, as light as a snake, swirled and danced within her warm, moist mouth. His wild embrace and intense masculine scent powerfully stirred her suppressed desires. She slowly parted her warm, burning lips, her soft tongue sliding into his mouth, passionately licking and sucking in sync with her nephew's frenzied kisses. Streams of fragrant saliva flowed slowly into Wu Huaxin's mouth as their tongues intertwined.

Wu Huaxin tentatively loosened his grip on her, and sure enough, her freed body offered no resistance. Wu Huaxin pressed his advantage, probing the deepest part of Li Rufei's mouth with his tongue; simultaneously, he spread his arms, one hand gripping her fleshy buttocks, the other reaching to her chest, kneading her full breasts through her dress.

"No… ah…" Li Rufei wanted to say no, but her body had already lost the strength to resist.

As her nephew continued to violate her breasts and buttocks, her nipples gradually became proudly erect under her dress and bra, and her vaginal canal began to slowly moisten. She tried to clench her thighs tightly, but she couldn't escape the stimulating and wonderful sensation.

When Wu Huaxin released her lips again, Li Rufei took a long time to recover from her daze. She barely opened her droopy eyelids and looked blankly at her nephew.

"Spare me, spare me..." She was no longer being pressed tightly against the edge of the sink by her nephew as before, but had almost completely collapsed into Wu Huaxin's arms.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Wu Huaxin's lust was aroused. He wrapped his left arm around Li Rufei's waist, and reached his right hand inside her pink dress skirt. His index finger hooked the bottom edge of her lace panties, and his middle finger ventured deeper into the petals of her pubic hair, gently teasing the delicate bud above the petals.

"Ah..." The stimulation caused Li Rufei to let out a high-pitched moan: "Huaxin, no, don't do this...stop...oh..."

Hearing the beauty's intoxicating voice, Wu Huaxin's blood continued to surge, and of course he wouldn't stop his fingers; instead, he intensified the violation of the mature woman's sensitive areas, using two fingernails to pinch her tender red clitoris, scraping and shaking it.

"Oh my god..." Li Rufei trembled and almost collapsed into his arms, being brutally violated in her genitals by her nephew face to face, her high breasts heaving violently, making her pink dress look as if it was about to burst from her breasts.

Li Rufei, her face flushed, had given up resisting at this moment, and Wu Huaxin simply gently lifted her up, making her sit on the side of the washbasin, then released his hand from her slender waist, his left hand lifting her short skirt that had already slowly slipped down, while his right hand's fingers continued to humiliate the mature and sensitive genitals of the young woman in her thick pubic hair, the speed of his fingers not slowing down at all.

He relentlessly kneaded her delicate clitoris, causing Li Rufei to cry out in pain.

His nephew's increasingly rapid intrusion focused all her nerves on that sensitive spot in her vagina. Sitting on the sink, Li Rufei had completely lost control. Although she tried to use her knees to hold Wu Huaxin's genitals back, her vulnerable vulva was already under a fatal assault.

"Ah..." Li Rufei tensed, her hands gripping Wu Huaxin's shirt tightly, her jaw loosening, her head thrown back, and she screamed ecstatically towards the ceiling! At the same time, Wu Huaxin's fingers felt the wetness of Li Rufei's genitals.

The time was ripe!

Wu Huaxin hurriedly freed his hands, grabbing one of her calves with his left hand and roughly spreading it to the left. With his right hand, he pulled his school uniform pants and underwear down to his knees, nervously pulling out his already erect penis. Trembling, he pressed his hot, hard shaft against Li Rufei's prominent vulva between her legs, the purplish-red glans probing into her thick, curly pubic hair, scraping back and forth against her delicate skin.

Li Rufei's labia, nestled in her thick pubic hair, were already wet and engorged under the burning pressure of the glans.

Wu Huaxin, holding the glans, rubbed it back and forth at the entrance of her moist valley, the glans slowly and deliberately immersing itself in her soft labia, while the protruding shaft occasionally scraped against the gradually hardening clitoris.

Li Rufei trembled violently, and with each moan squeezed out between her teeth, streams of warm, moist fluid slowly flowed from her tender labia.

Faced with her nephew's vigorous and brutal violation, she could only sit naked on the sink wall, her legs spread wide, her vulva subjected to the shameful teasing—what could Li Rufei do in this situation? She simply tightened her legs, gently enveloping the glans of his penis in her labia, then reached out her delicate arms to hold his waist, closed her eyes, and turned her face to the side, as if silently anticipating something, remaining silent.

The kitchen suddenly fell silent, save for their heavy breathing. The mature aunt sat naked on the sink, her legs spread wide in shame, silently enveloping the glans of her nephew's penis in her vulva, neither making a further move, remaining in this position filled with desire—a strange and unprecedented scene!

"Aunt Fei, I'm here!" Wu Huaxin thrust his hips forward, his young and magnificent penis sliding through the already soaking wet passage, completely penetrating Li Rufei's mature body.

Li Rufei's body swayed violently from the impact; the immense shock of the hard penis breaking through her made her head tilt back, her upper body losing its balance and lying sideways on the sink. Her hands instinctively stretched back, bracing herself against the bottom of the sink to prevent her upper body from collapsing into the concave water.

Her tense nerves finally found release with the penetration of the penis. She

let out a long "Oh!" and instinctively closed her legs, her vaginal walls involuntarily clenching her nephew's hot penis.

Since the sink was right next to the kitchen window, Li Rufei's slumped position gently pushed open the half-closed window, forcing her head to stick out and expose it to the open view outside.

As Wu Huaxin gently withdrew his penis and thrust it in again, Li Rufei's long hair was shaken by the violent movement, cascading onto the third-floor windowsill.

When Wu Huaxin was able to begin continuous thrusting, he knew that Li Rufei would no longer resist; even if she wanted to, she probably wouldn't have the strength.

Wu Huaxin knew his aunt well; Li Rufei was a typical traditional and reserved young woman. She would fiercely resist any violation, but she had a fatal weakness: her vagina. No matter how fiercely she struggled, once her vagina was penetrated, she would lose all strength, as if her pressure points had been struck, and would no longer resist. In other words, once he successfully penetrated her, Li Rufei would have no choice but to surrender.

Wu Huaxin had tasted this pleasure last night, and now he could certainly enjoy it without worry. This was also why he hadn't even bothered to remove her top and skirt before hastily inserting himself into her.

And indeed, that was the case—Li Rufei lay sprawled above the washbasin, unable to move except to brace herself against the bottom with her hands behind her back. She could only moan softly, her vulva protruding, struggling to receive the man's penis as it entered and exited.

Wu Huaxin calmly lifted her left leg with his left hand, greedily glancing at the high heels she was still wearing. He then hoisted her fair, lotus-root-like leg high onto his shoulder, her parted thighs automatically lifting her short skirt to her waist, clearly displaying their rubbing genitals.

While enjoying the wet sensation of his penis being tightly enveloped, Wu Huaxin freed his right hand to reach for Li Rufei's dress top.

Previously, in controlling Li Rufei, Wu Huaxin's hands had been too busy to caress her upper body. Now that the two had entered the thrusting phase, even if Wu Huaxin tied her hands, Li Rufei probably wouldn't have the will to struggle—her Achilles' heel was firmly controlled, and her entire attention was completely consumed by the penis inserted into her body.

Thus, Wu Huaxin could finally relax and enjoy her upper body.

His hands moved to Li Rufei's pink dress blouse, unbuttoning the white buttons one by one until the last one. Then, he gently lifted the pink outer garment, revealing her breasts amidst her soft moans. Li Rufei's heaving breasts were immediately displayed before his eyes, revealing two peaks encased in a pure white lace bra, with two rosy nipples faintly visible beneath the semi-transparent lace cups.

Li Rufei was already stunned by the intense impact from her lower body, and could only lie on the pool with her eyes half-closed, struggling to breathe. Suddenly, she felt a chill on her chest. Startled, she barely managed to lift her upper body and open her beautiful eyes, only to find that her full and firm breasts had proudly broken free of her bra and were trembling and bouncing in front of the man—it turned out that Wu Huaxin had roughly pulled her bra cups down below her breasts.

"No..." A sliver of reason lingered in Li Rufei's mind, causing her to cry out in panic, but she dared not continue. At this point, saying anything more would be futile. She could even see her wide-open crotch through the gap between her breasts. There, deep within her lush thicket, her nephew's thick penis was thrusting in and out vigorously, churning her bright red vulva, the fleshy shaft glistening with the love juices from her vagina.

In this predicament, could she possibly ask him to stop violating her upper body?

Hesitating, Wu Huaxin's hands had already reached her high breasts. With just a light touch of his fingers, Li Rufei's tender nipples trembled a few times, then immediately became engorged and erect. When he kneaded Li Rufei's ripe fruit in his hands, every sensual nerve in her body exploded with sensation, and the shameful memories of the previous night were completely awakened.

As her nephew continued his lewd fondling of her breasts, Li Rufei let out a brief, sharp cry of embarrassment, her body collapsing limply on the edge of the pool. She shyly savored the tingling, electric-like sensation emanating from her full breasts, and the intense, piercing sensation of the enormous penis penetrating deep within her narrow vagina.

"Ah...ah...ah..." she moaned helplessly, her body convulsing.

Seeing his aunt's seductive state, Wu Huaxin almost lost control, pressing his entire body against Li Rufei's and once again unleashing his signature move—the "Hook and Thrust Technique."

His penis sank down, seemingly not reaching the bottom, then gently lifted slightly, stirring it in circles in the middle of her vagina, slowly pushing deeper into her honeypot. Suddenly, he braked, gently pulling back, using the back of the glans to scrape the tender flesh of her vaginal walls from the inside out. Before the glans could slip out of the opening, he thrust his penis rapidly into her deepest core, incredibly fast but without force, each thrust lightly touching Li Rufei's sensitive clitoris, like being gently teased with fine hairs, making her unbearably itchy, almost to the point of crying out in a shrill voice. Finally, while she was lost in a daze, he thrust his penis deep into her clitoris with a devastating blow.

This was repeated only twice. When the thick, hard penis struck Li Rufei's deep, tight vagina a second time, like a comet hitting the earth, the hot, large glans slammed into her very core.

Instantly, an indescribable pleasure spread from Li Rufei's clitoris in all directions.

"No, no... ah..." Without even time to refuse, Li Rufei's body gushed with love juice, a torrent of fluid. The unprecedented stimulation caused this sudden breakdown.

This unexpected effect only excited Wu Huaxin more. Taking advantage of the continuous contractions and spasms of the tender flesh inside the beauty's honeyed passage, he frantically sucked on Li Rufei's soft tongue, while wildly thrusting his penis into her core like a woodpecker pecking at a tree.

"Ahhh..." Accompanied by a low, gradually accelerating sound, Wu Huaxin's body trembled violently, faster and faster, until it suddenly stopped. He felt his seminal gate tighten, and a gush of hot, thick semen spurted out, striking the deepest part of the woman's womb.

Chapter 6 [Virginity] The Confusion of the Heart

At 3:30 pm, as the scorching sun, which had been blazing all day, began to show signs of fatigue, and while the students of Yuelong Middle School a hundred meters away were still immersed in the sound of their reading aloud, the milky-white apartment building in the municipal tax bureau dormitory area was unusually quiet.

The door to apartment 302 in this building was tightly closed. The elderly people who occasionally passed by on the stairs did not sense anything unusual behind the door, because there was no one in the living room inside apartment 302, and it was so quiet that no one would feel anything amiss.

This was the home of Wu Huaxin's aunt, Li Rufei, and also where he stayed.

However, the master bedroom, which was separated from the living room by only one door, was not so peaceful.

Behind the tightly closed bedroom door, in a room with its windows shut and curtains drawn, a bedside lamp lazily cast a soft, ambiguous glow. In this room, seemingly isolated from the outside world, almost every corner echoed with seductive moans—sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes fawning, sometimes plaintive, sometimes like an asthma about to burst forth, sometimes like a gasp of fear.

Beside the cluttered double bed stood an elegant dressing table. On its low surface lay various cosmetics such as lipsticks, face washes, and sunscreens; the colorful, expensive items reflected in the mirror, creating a dazzling effect. The dark brown dressing table appeared somewhat dignified under the room's warm orange light. However,

this dignity seemed merely superficial; with a rustling, chaotic sound, the dressing table began to shake.

Suddenly, with a "thud," a pair of snow-white jade arms frantically braced themselves on the dressing table. Immediately afterward, a delicate, naked body lost its balance and slumped down. Had it not been for the arms' desperate support, this smooth, jade-like body would likely have been pressed tightly against the dressing table.

As the woman who possessed this beautiful body nervously raised her head, Li Rufei's pretty and charming face appeared in the dressing mirror. Of course, her face was now flushed with shame and embarrassment.

"Wait...wait..."

Li Rufei, who had lost her balance due to a push from behind, was clearly worried about something. After bracing herself on the table, she awkwardly raised her buttocks, slightly parting her long, slender, lotus-root-like legs to steady herself on the floor in front of the dressing table, barely regaining her balance. Then, fearing any hesitation, she quickly raised her head, trying to turn her upper body to face behind her.

But she seemed to be a step too slow. Her upper body had just slightly turned to the side, her face not yet turned around, when suddenly her body trembled. It felt as if a force had violently impacted her high, upturned buttocks, then her whole body was shoved forward, her face nearly hitting the dressing mirror that was inches away.

A hard, hot penis, full of youthful vigor, had forcefully forced its way from behind her upturned buttocks, pushing open her wet, tender labia and plunging into her hot, moist vagina.

"Wait... ah..." Before she could even utter a word, the violent impact made her tremble all over, her head tilting back, and she cried out involuntarily.

Before she could fully recover from this sudden and deep thrust, the penis, which had penetrated deep inside, slowly withdrew. Before Li Rufei could escape the pleasure of the glans scraping against the inner walls of her vagina, the penis thrust in again with force.

“Oh…no, no…wait…oh…” Before Li Rufei could finish speaking, the penis completed its third thrust, followed by continuous pumping. The crisp “slap slap” sounds of the testicles hitting

her buttocks echoed in the room. “Listen…listen to me…stop…oh…stop first…” Li Rufei gritted her teeth, enduring the waves of pleasure surging through her vagina, and turned to look at her nephew, Wu Huaxin.

Wu Huaxin was standing naked behind her, greedily holding her buttocks, panting heavily, relentlessly thrusting his penis into Li Rufei’s vagina. His eyes were bloodshot with lust, and his face was filled with desire and excitement.

"Don't worry, Aunt Fei!" Wu Huaxin said excitedly, panting, as he rapidly thrust his hips, "I will love you forever! I will make you happy! Ah! Ah! Ah..."

"No! Stop... Ah! Stop first... Ah, ah..." Li Rufei was caught off guard by his sudden exertion. She cried out several times and helplessly turned her face away.

"Go crazy! Indulge yourself! Aunt Fei, cooperate happily like last night..."

"No! Ah... Auntie shouldn't have indulged you! Shouldn't... Let... Let go, let Auntie go!"

"If you let go, there will be no more pleasure!"

“Auntie doesn’t need it…please…” Looking at her own lewd appearance in the dressing mirror, at her wildly trembling breasts, Li Rufei felt utterly ashamed.

“No! You need it! Stop deceiving yourself!” Wu Huaxin’s thrusts became even more frenzied. “Fly! Let’s fly together! Auntie Fei, let’s fly together! Ah, ah, ah…”

“Auntie knows you, you’re a good girl! Stop…ah! Auntie will forgive you…stop, stop, please, please…ah…”

“Auntie Fei, I will be good to you! Ah, ah, forever…forever good to you!”

“But, but, Auntie already has a husband! Ah…stop, stop…ah! Ah…”

Li Rufei’s voice was like a sob, but her tone was no longer as hard as before.

Her nephew’s penis continued to thrust deep into her vagina, and her cervix felt like it was on fire.

“I don’t care! I want you! I, I want you! Ah, ah, ah…” Wu Huaxin was now like a wild horse, thrusting wildly, and no reason could pull him back.

"Oh my god! It's going to break... ah..." Li Rufei arched her back, her face flushed, her plump buttocks sticking out even higher. Her hands flailing wildly, pushing the cosmetics on the dressing table aside.

Her nephew's penis seemed intent on completely overwhelming her, thrusting at incredible speed, each time penetrating to the deepest point. The "slap slap" sounds from her abdomen and buttocks grew faster and crisper.

"Spare... spare... Auntie... please!" This was perhaps Li Rufei's last protest, if anyone could interpret it as such. Her taut body finally softened under the onslaught, almost completely exhausted, seemingly losing control of her body. If Wu Huaxin hadn't been holding her waist with both hands, she probably wouldn't have had the strength to even stand.

"Ah... ah..." Aside from these instinctive moans, Li Rufei had lost the strength and courage to utter any other sound.

Meanwhile, in another corner of Nantong City, in a dark room, a secret was unfolding.

"Well? You... still haven't figured it out?" A dark figure stood in the shadows of the room, coldly asking the young man before him.

The young man was sitting by the window, which was only slightly ajar, so the only light in the room shone on his face.

From the darkness, the young man's face appeared pale, and he also seemed somewhat nervous and hesitant.

This eighteen-year-old was Sun Wei.

"I don't want you to remain silent any longer. We've been waiting for your answer since last week,"

the dark figure continued, standing in the center of the room. "Our patience has its limits."

"I..." Sun Wei hesitated, large beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"Why are you so nervous? Relax, we're just doing this for your own good!" The shadowy figure wiped his face with his hand. "Alright, alright, think about it carefully. Let's change the subject to something lighter!"

He paused, then began pacing back and forth in the room, casually asking, "Through careful observation, I've noticed something strange about your relationship with her! She's willing to strip naked and be entangled with you, but why won't she let you penetrate her? This is very puzzling!"

"That's true. I..." Sun Wei sighed, not finishing his sentence.

"What? Keep talking. What is it? We want to know what your relationship is, and the specific reason." The shadowy figure continued, "Could it be... because you have some kind of physical defect? Like erectile dysfunction or something? Otherwise, how could you remain calm in the face of such a body? I really find it hard to believe what you're saying!"

"I... my body is perfectly normal!" Sun Wei quickly retorted, "I only didn't dare to do anything out of respect for her!"

"Respect?"

"Yes! She... she's a great teacher! I... I..."

"What exactly makes you afraid to tell the real reason? If it's really as you say, she's a great teacher? Ha! To be naked with you behind her husband's back, that's truly admirable!" The shadowy figure seemed incredulous and sneered, "However, the fact that nothing like that happened between you is truly perplexing! This kind of thing is something you only see in movies and TV shows, right? It sounds ridiculous!" "

I knew you wouldn't believe me! But that's the truth! I'm not lying to you." Sun Wei was clearly getting anxious, "She even took a shower in front of me... she allowed me to have appropriate contact with her! Really, I'm not lying to you!"

"Oh? What does 'appropriate contact' mean?" The shadowy figure found it intriguing.

"It means letting me see...see her naked body..."

"Letting you see her completely naked?"

"At first, only her upper body, then...then..." Sun Wei was a little shy at this point.

"And then what? Did you see her lower body too?"

"Yes, yes..."

"In that case...oh, now it's time to verify if you're lying!" The shadowy figure suddenly moved closer to Sun Wei, adopting a serious demeanor. "If you really saw her body, then let me ask you, are her breasts full?"

"This..."

"It seems you're deceiving me! Making up all this to fool me?"

"I'm really not lying to you!" The young Sun Wei fell into the trap again. "Her breasts are very full! White, round, like two mountain peaks!"

"I see..." The shadowy figure involuntarily raised her head to think: "It seems she doesn't usually stuff cotton in her bra, her high breasts are genuine..."

"Then, what about the shape? Since they're so full, what's the shape like?" The shadowy figure asked urgently.

"Round, huh... the nipples are a bit pointed around them, the whole thing... it's like a peach, isn't it?"

"Oh! I see... no wonder she's a mature woman, and her figure is so good..." The shadowy figure swallowed hard, "You little brat got a great deal..." "

And her vulva?" The shadowy figure pressed on, "Is her vulva pretty?"

"Huh? What... pretty?"

"Is it hairy?"

"Yes... very thick..." Sun Wei's face grew increasingly unnatural, "The whole area down there is covered in dark hair, even some on her buttocks..."

"Oh..." The shadowy figure became even more excited, his voice growing louder as he muttered to himself, "A hairy vulva... that kind of hole is my cup of tea... you even looked from behind... damn it!"

"..."

"By the way! Did you just keep looking like that? Didn't you touch it or anything?"

"Yes, I did..." Sun Wei lowered his head, as if he had made a mistake, and said, "Later I couldn't help but touch it a few times, she got a little angry at first, but then she let me touch it."

"So you didn't penetrate her?" The shadowy figure glared at Sun Wei. "You even penetrated her vagina, you went to that point, didn't you...?"

"Yes... when you were touching her, my... my... it often got hard, but it just didn't..."

"That's fucking weird! I really don't understand you guys... So... where could you touch her? You could touch her anywhere?"

"Yes, anywhere. Breasts, buttocks, and there... she let me touch her..."

"Damn! You're a lucky guy! Tell me, how did you touch her?" the shadowy figure asked jealously.

"Just pinching and rubbing with my hands..."

"Damn! Did her nipples get hard? Was her vulva very wet?"

"Yeah, yeah..." Sun Wei looked up, seemingly surprised that the other person knew such details.

"Damn! Women whose husbands aren't around are really slutty! Their bodies are so sensitive! Damn!"

"No! It's not like that!" Sun Wei argued, "She's a very self-respecting person, not at all like what you say about her being slutty..."

"She's so wet, isn't that slutty enough? Why did you two end up in this kind of relationship? You won't tell me, what caused it? If it were any other man, he would have fucked her to death by now!" the shadowy figure asked incredulously.

“No! Never! Really!” Sun Wei’s answer was firm: “If I really had such thoughts, she would criticize me severely.”

“Then have you ever had the urge to do it to her there?”

“Yes…sometimes…”

“Don’t be so quiet, tell me! What did you do, and how did she reject you?”

The shadowy figure was almost drooling.

“Once I was touching her when the phone rang, and she went to answer it. Seeing her with her buttocks sticking out while she answered, I got excited, ran over, grabbed her buttocks, aimed my penis at her, and forcefully thrust it in.”

“Was it all the way in?” the shadowy figure asked more urgently. “Did she moan in pleasure?”

“No, no…it seems like only halfway in…”

“Halfway in? Tell me more! The glans should be in, right?”

“The glans was in…it felt warm, wet, and slippery, very comfortable. The back part went in a little too, and just as I was about to force it all the way in, she screamed, twisted her buttocks, and pulled her vulva away. She turned around and slapped me, then started cursing at me, and then tears started flowing…”

“Really? You said she ran away?” the shadowy figure found it even more unbelievable. “A woman who's cheating should be incredibly horny, right? She actually ran away? It doesn’t seem like she was faking it…”

“It’s true. She ignored me for at least several days because of this. I begged her countless times before she finally forgave me.” Sun Wei said, looking lingeringly shaken.

“Sigh… I never thought there were women like that in the world…” The shadowy figure suddenly sighed inwardly, “Strange! So strange!”

A sudden silence fell between them. Both were reflecting on their conversation, pondering their own questions.

The silence lasted for several minutes.

“Hmph! You still won’t tell me the reason! Fine, since you don’t want to say, I won’t force you. Anyway, I’ll find out the reason sooner or later! Let’s not talk about this.” The shadowy figure took a few steps and stood in front of Sun Wei again, as if resolute: “What about the plan we were talking about earlier? What do you think?”

“…” Sun Wei lowered his head, remaining silent.

"What? What are you still hesitating about? I could have used other methods. But that would have been bad for your reputation and wouldn't have benefited anyone. Don't you understand my good intentions yet?" The shadowy figure was clearly dissatisfied with the young man in front of him, and his tone began to change.

"I...I understand...but..."

"Still can't figure it out? Humph! It's impossible for you to back out now. From the moment you took that pair of underwear, you became one of us."

"I...I was..."

"What? Do you feel wronged?" The shadowy figure deliberately sounded angry. "Let me tell you, countless people want to be one of us, but none have the chance, do you understand? So many socialites, so many rich and powerful men, they try every trick in the book to join, but we don't easily accept them! We have very few people; you're incredibly lucky to be one of us!"

"But...but I'm worried you...you'll hurt her..."

"Didn't I promise you last week? We absolutely won't hurt a single hair on her head!" The shadowy figure quickly patted his chest and assured him, "When she joins, we'll cherish her too much to bear hurting her!"

"What exactly do you want to do to her?" Sun Wei asked with a bitter face, "Why are you pressuring me so hard?"

"We? We would never hurt anyone! We just want her to join our group! Isn't that what you wanted? In that sense, we're helping you!"

The shadowy figure switched between playing the bad cop and the good cop.

"But you'll definitely bully her!"

"Bully her? Hmph! You underestimate us!" The shadowy figure said seriously, "We would never bully a beauty like her! We just want to make her feel joy through communication, to let her love her natural nature, to like our group, and ultimately to completely integrate with us. Don't you usually hate those women who pretend to be arrogant? Tear off their masks, let them drop their pretense and stand naked in front of us, isn't that what you want? Think about it, in our apartment, they can be naked and get along harmoniously with everyone, naturally and proudly showing us their noble breasts and vulvas, such a heartwarming scene, wouldn't you want to see it? Don't you want her to become one of them?"

"But she is... mine..." Hearing these words, Sun Wei seemed to become jealous.

"Okay, okay, I promise, she's still yours, is that alright? We won't take up your private time. How about it?"

"..."

"Oh, by the way, I heard her husband is coming back to the country soon, is that right?" The shadowy figure changed the subject.

“Yes…”

“Don’t you feel any sense of crisis at all? Maybe next month, no, maybe next week, he’ll be back! Today is Thursday! Do you think… you have much time left?” The shadowy figure patiently began his ideological work: “Once her husband comes back, she’ll never pay attention to you again! Even if she still has the desire, with her husband at home, you won’t have any chance. She’ll never kneel naked in front of you again to masturbate you, you won’t even see her breasts and buttocks again, and that vulva you most want to lick with your tongue.”

“I… I still want to…”

“Then don’t hesitate! As long as you agree to do this, I guarantee that within three days she will kneel in front of us, stripped naked, and then I will personally hold her naked body, making her willingly ride on your penis and submit to you! Then, you can freely penetrate that vulva you’ve been dreaming of! How about it?”

“I…”

"You damn slowpoke! It's come to this, and you...don't you understand the consequences?" The shadowy figure was clearly displeased with Sun Wei's reaction.

"I know all that, but...but..."

"But what? We've come this far, what are you still hesitating for?! Do you really want your shameful secrets exposed to the public?" The shadowy figure's tone suddenly hardened. "Looks like persuasion won't work! You won't understand unless we do it this way!"

"No! Don't! Please don't do that! I beg you!" Faced with such a threat, Sun Wei was clearly flustered.

"Then you'd better do as I say!"

"But, I..."

"Then I'll go and make these things public right now!" The shadowy figure strode towards the door.

"No! Don't!" Sun Wei hurriedly stood up from the chair and lunged forward to grab the other man's trouser leg.

"I... I'll do whatever you say! Please don't do this! I'll do it! I

'll do it, okay?" "Oh? So you agree?" The shadowy figure stopped, letting Sun Wei cling tightly to his leg.

"Yes! I... I agree!" Sun Wei almost cried as he answered.

"Heh... You should have agreed earlier, why did we have to hurt each other like this?" Seeing that he had achieved his goal, the shadowy figure immediately switched to playing the good cop.

"But you must promise not to hurt her! Okay?"

"Of course, I swear to God, I will never hurt her! How about that? Are you relieved now?" The shadowy figure helped Sun Wei up from the ground, helped him back to the chair, and took out a black leather bag and a piece of transparent plastic from one of his suitcases.

"This is what you'll need, keep it safe. Remember, this camera is very expensive, don't break it." The shadowy figure handed the bag to Sun Wei. "Place it where it won't be easily noticed, choose the angle beforehand, and open it half an hour in advance. You can refer to the instruction manual for specific instructions." "

..." Sun Wei silently took the bag, his brows furrowed.

"I hope to see your results this week, understand?" the shadowy figure patiently explained. "After this week, perhaps... you'll find it hard to find another opportunity! So, you must plan carefully, understand?"

Sun Wei hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your results! I'm leaving now." With that, the shadowy figure opened the door and disappeared.

"Even if she never lets me touch her, if she never sees that person again, never becomes infatuated, how wonderful that would be..." Sun Wei covered his face in anguish, muttering to himself, clutching the black bag tightly in his hands: "Don't blame me, really... don't blame me..."

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wu Huaxin, carrying two bulging McDonald's bags, walked quietly down the bustling street, his head slightly bowed. About a meter ahead of him, Li Rufei, neatly dressed, was also walking silently, her head down, carrying two plastic bags filled with Coke and fruit juice.

Although Wu Huaxin's cautious steps revealed a hint of restraint and nervousness, his heart was filled with a sweet happiness.

While he was looking down at the road, his gaze frequently drifted involuntarily to the woman walking ahead: the clattering white high heels, the fair legs, the flesh-colored stockings, the tightly bound pink dress skirt, and the outline of her panties and her full, protruding buttocks…

Since coming downstairs to buy dinner, Wu Huaxin had noticed many people staring at Li Rufei with ambiguous eyes, especially the men, whose gazes were practically burning with desire. Wu Huaxin knew, of course, the reason for their hungry stares—Li Rufei's clothes weren't buttoned properly.

While getting dressed at home, Wu Huaxin noticed that Li Rufei's blouse wasn't buttoned up properly. She had forgotten to fasten the top button, leaving her snow-white breasts exposed, even revealing the lace of her bra.

He wanted to remind her, but Li Rufei hadn't looked him in the eye since getting out of bed. She kept her head down in shame, moving between rooms as if deliberately avoiding him, and had no chance to speak. Wu Huaxin, feeling guilty, didn't dare to speak either. So, in this awkward atmosphere, the two left the house one after the other to go to McDonald's for dinner.

As they leaned against the counter choosing hamburgers and chicken wings, Wu Huaxin was once again in close proximity to Li Rufei's alluring body, and his heart warmed with emotion.

Now, having bought dinner, they walked home one after the other, still without speaking. Despite this, Wu Huaxin felt a deep warmth in his heart.

Watching Li Rufei walk silently ahead, watching her gracefully swaying legs, watching the elegant sway of her full hips beneath her short skirt, Wu Huaxin felt as sweet as if he had drunk honey. "

Aunt Fei is so beautiful!" Wu Huaxin thought to himself. Naked, she was full of infinite charm; clothed, she possessed a different kind of allure. Either way, she was enough to make any man's heart flutter and his mind race! And such a beautiful body now belonged to him, Wu Huaxin!

Those stinking men on the street, you can be jealous of me all you want! You can only see her mature and reserved exterior, you can only painfully imagine what she looks like naked through her clothes, while I can strip away those hateful garments and fully enjoy her intoxicatingly beautiful body!

You can only marvel at the fullness of her dress, while I can suckle her tender nipples and grasp her firm breasts; you can only be amazed by her short skirt stretched taut by her plump buttocks, while I can freely fondle her full, naked buttocks with my fingers, and even bury my face in the thick, hairy valley beneath her round buttocks, and even insert my most magnificent organ into the tender hole deep within that forest, fully enjoying the unparalleled wetness and tightness! She

is mine! Her body belongs entirely to me! Everything she wears, under her clothes and underwear, belongs to me, Wu Huaxin! Wu Huaxin thought excitedly, "My happy life is about to begin! She is mine alone, and no one else can take her away!"

Wu Huaxin thought to himself that although he had subdued Li Rufei through violent assault, Li Rufei was, after all, his aunt, someone who had loved and cared for him for ten years, whose love for him was no less than that of his parents, and the relationship between them should still be very close and strong.

So, after experiencing these intrusions that made her shyly reveal her true nature, although she might feel some guilt and discomfort for the time being, perhaps Li Rufei would gradually let go of all pretense and worldly notions, and truly be honest with him, living together intimately without caring about status or ethics.

This is not incest, nor is it lewdness!

It is a pure and equal friendship without any ulterior motives, a friendship that completely transcends all worldly distractions, the closest and absolute friendship!

"Perhaps, Aunt Fei and I have already achieved this true happiness!" A warm current surged in Wu Huaxin's chest, and he couldn't help but look up at Li Rufei's graceful back again.

However, Wu Huaxin's sense of happiness suddenly stopped at this moment. Because he realized that these might all be just his wishful thinking. Looking at Li Rufei's sexy figure, he recalled the scenes before he left...

Half an hour ago, Wu Huaxin ejaculated inside Li Rufei for the last time. As he reluctantly withdrew his penis from her, ending his frenzied act, he heard Li Rufei let out

a soft "Oh..."—a natural reaction to the sudden emptiness of her engorged lower body, a sound filled with shame and helplessness, and of course, a hint of satisfaction.

While Wu Huaxin lay down on the bed beside her to rest, Li Rufei covered her face with her hands, too ashamed to show herself, lying naked like that for a full ten minutes. Then Wu Huaxin rolled over, bringing his face closer to her as if to speak, when Li Rufei suddenly rolled off the bed, covered her face, and ran naked out of the bedroom.

Wu Huaxin, who had been immersed in tenderness, was stunned. He understood that Li Rufei was still overwhelmed with shame; she hadn't accepted him, hadn't accepted his violent actions. For a moment, Wu Huaxin didn't know whether he should comfort her, and remained frozen on the bed for a long time.

It wasn't until he mustered the courage to get out of bed and leave the bedroom for the living room that Wu Huaxin found Li Rufei sobbing on the sofa

, her face buried in her hands. Looking at her bare, white back, at the poignant beauty of her round, full buttocks, thirteen-year-old Wu Huaxin was once again at a loss. A few minutes later, Wu Huaxin gritted his teeth and helped Li Rufei up. After a while, she released her hands from her face, gave him a resentful look, wiped away her tears, shook her head, sighed softly, stood up, avoided Wu Huaxin's embrace, and went back to the bedroom.

Wu Huaxin's heart turned ice-cold. He sat helplessly on the sofa, his mind racing. It wasn't until five minutes later, when Li Rufei appeared in the living room fully dressed, that he hurriedly ran into the bedroom, frantically putting on his clothes.

"I'm going to buy dinner..." she said calmly when he returned to the living room to look for her.

In this strange atmosphere, Wu Huaxin could only follow her out of the house.

Thinking about this, Wu Huaxin's thoughts returned to reality.

It seemed the happy life he had envisioned had not yet arrived. This was understandable; after all, his violent assault was too cruel and shameless. For a traditional and reserved young woman like Li Rufei, she simply didn't have the courage to face such consequences. Although she didn't blame him, Wu Huaxin understood that she was actually very sad inside, and the wounds in Li Rufei's heart wouldn't heal in the short term.

"Sigh..." Wu Huaxin sighed helplessly, following behind her blankly, wondering how he and she would interact in the future.

Back home, Wu Huaxin and Li Rufei once again awkwardly ate together, neither speaking. Occasionally, Wu Huaxin mustered the courage to steal a few glances at her, noticing a faint trace of sorrow and sadness between Li Rufei's brows. He could only lower his head in shame and continue his tasteless dinner.

A moment later, Li Rufei put down her hamburger, wiped her lips with a tissue, and stood up from the table expressionlessly.

"I need to go to work to catch up on what I missed this afternoon," she said flatly, her eyes vacant. "And ask your homeroom teacher for leave on your behalf. Get some sleep tonight..."

With that, she turned and left the dining room, grabbed her leather handbag from the sofa, and headed for the door.

Wu Huaxin sat there, stunned, until the door clicked shut, at which point he painfully lowered his head.

Wu Huaxin's heart was filled with confusion...

At ten o'clock that night, a sixteen-story office building in the western suburbs of Nantong City was silent and dark.

On the back of the top floor, a window with drawn curtains let in a dim light. In the center of the spacious room was a square red carpet, surrounded by several tall spotlights, their green shades casting bright beams of light onto the carpet.

Yang Lu knelt quietly in the center of the carpet, a smile on her face, her chest puffed out, letting her full breasts stand proudly in the slightly cool air. With each click of the camera, her snow-white peaks and bright red nipples shone beautifully in the flash of the lights.

"Great! Excellent! So beautiful!"

A young man in front of the carpet, holding a long-lens camera, changed angles as he took pictures, expressing his sincere admiration.

"Sister Yang, you have such a great figure! Tonight's photos must be top-notch!" The young man's eyes were wide with fascination as he photographed.

"Really? Thank you." Yang Lu smiled shyly, slightly nodding her chin. "It seems I was right, taking off the bra really does look good..."

"Indeed! The effect is fantastic!" the young man said gratefully. "Thank you so much, Sister Yang! Thank you for your support! It seems you have many unique insights into art..."

"Don't flatter me. I've done everything you told me, Xiao Qian. Just tell me how you need me to cooperate, be bold, Sister Yang will support you." Yang Lu smiled slightly and said modestly.

"Thank you!" the young man called Xiao Qian said emotionally, "I really don't know how to thank you enough..."

"What are you thanking me for? Because I also really like this kind of art! It's also about discovering one's own beauty. Actually, we're helping each other!" To calm Xiao Qian down, Yang Lu showed an even more charming smile, pretending to be relaxed, "But then again, you can suggest any positions, but just please don't ask me to take off my clothes again. Otherwise, I won't have any privacy in front of you! Hehe!"
Chapter 7 of 10-21 [Wife's Shame] The Coerced Wife

Although it was a joke, Yang Lu was absolutely right.

Because, at this moment, Yang Lu, kneeling on the carpet, was only wearing a thin, small white lace panty tightly covering her plump lower body, and had no other clothing to cover her body.

"Oh... well, let's hurry..." Xiao Qian quickly pointed the camera at Yang Lu and pressed the shutter at the right moment. "Sorry, I..."

"Is there anything else to add about this pose?" Yang Lu gave him a deliberately angry look, but couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hehe! Just tell me quickly, how else should we pose? Then let's change the pose! You've made me kneel like this for almost an hour! I want to rest for a bit!"

Indeed, it's no wonder Yang Lu complained; her current pose was really tiring.

Kneeling on the carpet, she wore only a white lace thong. She had to bend her legs, stand on tiptoe, and sit on her heels with her round, plump buttocks. She not only had to keep her upper body straight to show off her breasts, but also keep her lower body stable. Sometimes she also had to worry that her knees should not be spread too wide to avoid exposing her crotch. She knew that if she could not close her legs tightly tonight, her hollow lace thong would not be able to stop others from peeping, and her plump vulva and dark pubic hair would be vaguely exposed to the other person's burning gaze.

"Okay, okay! Almost done! Just a few more shots and then we'll change..." Xiao Qian quickly continued working. "Could you please use your left hand to support your left breast... and your right hand to hold the bra you just took off?"

"Like this?"

"Yes, yes... Look at the camera, a little dreamy... Okay... Press the bra on your knee with your right hand... Okay..."

"Like this..." Yang Lu posed dreamily, a shy look on her face. "Wouldn't this be... too... too alluring?"

"That's the effect I want! To make people feel a kind of extravagant temptation, a kind of vulnerable helplessness... Okay! Great! Take a deep breath..."

"Oh... oh... I..."

"Good! This is the best state!" Xiao Qian almost shouted excitedly, while rapidly pressing the shutter. "This expression, this charm, only you have it! So beautiful... My God! I've never seen such outstanding charm! Beautiful! So beautiful..."

"Really... really?"

"It's definitely international standard! Absolutely! It's so full of spirit and charm, your... breasts... oh..." Xiao Qian was a little nervous with excitement, "Excuse my bluntness, but only your fair, full, and slightly perky breasts can perfectly complement this color scheme and atmosphere! You really shouldn't have worn a bra before; any attempt at a veiled, hazy beauty can't compare to this direct and delicate brilliance! Especially your nipples, reddish-green yet firm, are absolutely exquisite works of art, the perfect finishing touch! Simply..."

After saying so much, Xiao Qian realized his lapse in composure. Saying such things in front of an elegant young woman was incredibly rude.

"I...I...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean that..." He quickly corrected himself, "That's so rude! I...I mean...you...you're so beautiful, Sister Yang! I..."

"It's okay...Xiao Qian..." Yang Lu's face also flushed slightly, "Just keep taking pictures, don't be too...too reserved..." There was no reproach in her words: "Sister Yang understands you...let's continue..."

"Okay, okay!" Encouraged, Xiao Qian became even more energetic, "Then let's continue..."

Yang Lu took a deep breath and closed her eyes again.

"Lean back...okay?" Xiao Qian said softly.

"Lean back, right?"

"Yes. Lean your upper body back, right hand gripping your bra and pressing it onto the carpet... Yes, yes, just like that... Then raise your left hand... Yes, yes... Hmm, not too high... Left hand to your forehead, making a combing motion with your hair," Xiao Qian continued his instructions: "Great, just like that... Don't move... Stretch your shoulders to the sides... Make your chest stick out..."

Xiao Qian wanted to say, "Put your breasts up, the more exposed and prominent the better!" But he vaguely heard Yang Lu's soft moan. He understood that this mature young woman had probably never made such a bold and seductive move before. Even her husband wouldn't dare to make such an inappropriate request to have her breasts so prominently displayed in front of others! So, he tried not to be too direct, as long as she could understand the meaning.

“Yes! That’s the feeling of relaxation we’re looking for, that hint of daring to reveal your most mysterious beauty to everyone… Good, very good…” Xiao Qian was almost moved to tears. “Don’t tense your legs so much, okay? Relax… Yes… Gently relax…” Suddenly he felt a little embarrassed to say it, and he swallowed. “Can… can you separate them? I mean… your thighs… if you separate them, it will give the audience a sense of exposed beauty under submission… Of course, you, you can just pretend, you don’t have to open them too wide…”

“Oh…” Yang Lu knelt on the carpet, leaning back, her chest heaving violently with tension. “Separate them… Oh, I… can I try?… I…” She was fully aware that as soon as her legs separated, even just a few centimeters, her mysterious organ, which could only be exposed to her husband, would be vaguely revealed to this man, because her lower body was only covered by that narrow lace lace panty, and the lace part was right in the middle of her crotch.

Up close, not only could you see her thick pubic hair, but even her slightly moist labia were clearly visible! Strangely, while she regretted wearing such revealing underwear today, she also felt a faint sense of satisfaction and pride.

"Just a little bit, just to look at it... no need to actually separate... if it's too difficult, you don't have to..." Understanding her predicament, Xiao Qian was already planning to ask her to stand up and change her pose.

"Like this... can I take the picture now..." Yang Lu's shy voice had barely faded when her legs, which had been together, suddenly parted, the angle between them exceeding ninety degrees.

"Ah..." Xiao Qian was completely stunned. Surprised and grateful, he focused his lens on the mysterious valley at the base of Yang Lu's legs, rapidly pressing the shutter, capturing the hazy blackness of Yang Lu's lower body again and again on the camera. Xiao Qian was so excited he could hardly speak.

"So...beautiful...oh my god!" He swallowed hard several times, barely suppressing his irresistible urge. "Could you...could you help me again...please..." As he said this, he felt his camera almost slip from his hand.

"Underwear...could you...pull it down a little..."

"Wh-what..." Yang Lu, her face flushed, lowered her head, opened her eyes, and looked at him in confusion: "Underwear...pull it down?"

"It's a kind of beauty that's meant to be concealed! I mean..." Xiao Qian tried to calm himself down, gazing longingly at Yang Lu's bewildered face, "I suggest you pull one side of your underwear up to your thigh, what do you think?"

"Up to my thigh?"

"Don't misunderstand! Of course, the other side of the underwear is still around your waist! It's not completely off! Please believe me! Only one side! Just one side of the underwear! Just pull one side down, okay? I, I..." Xiao Qian's throat was almost on fire.

"That's not..." Yang Lu, understanding his intention, widened her eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

“Yes! Show a little bit! Just a small portion of your pubic hair! Okay? Just a tiny tuft, is that alright?” Xiao Qian practically knelt on the ground, pleading incessantly, “It doesn’t have to be all out! Just a glimpse of your black pubic hair peeking out from the gap where your white lace panties are pulled down, even just a tiny bit, will achieve a fantastic effect! It will create an unparalleled visual contrast and impact! I know this is a bit much, but please consider it, okay?”

“I… but…” Yang Lu frowned slightly, revealing a shy charm that would make any man swoon.

“Please consider it! I’m begging you!” Xiao Qian knelt on the ground and bowed several times.

“Please, please wait a moment…” Yang Lu got up from the carpet.

“Of course, please forgive me! I just want to achieve a better effect!” Seeing Yang Lu’s actions, Xiao Qian panicked, “Sister Yang, I didn’t mean anything by it! It was purely from an artistic perspective! Please believe me, believe me! Really… I just…”

When Xiao Qian, who had been kowtowing profusely, raised his head, he was stunned by the sight before him.

He noticed that Yang Lu, now standing upright, had already reached out and grasped the edges of her panties, pulling the semi-transparent fabric down from her crotch to below her calves. "I was just thinking,"

Yang Lu said shyly, "maybe the shock effect of taking them all off would be much better than what you described as half-covered, half-revealed, wouldn't you agree?" She bent down, slightly raised her right foot, and gently pulled out the lace panties, which had been rolled up into a thin line, holding the last piece of clothing that barely covered her body in her hand.

At eleven o'clock at night, the bustling streets of Nantong City were still brightly lit, casting a crimson glow on the sky. The people of the night were only now beginning their nightlife; while on the western side of the city, the lights were dim and the atmosphere quiet, where many schools and residential areas were located.

In this tranquil darkness, in a secluded alley, a man and a woman walked side by side.

The man pushed a bicycle, head down, a hint of shyness in his eyes; the woman wore a serene smile, her hands holding her handbag clasped in front of her, walking gracefully with her companion. She would occasionally glance at the stars, then look down at her own feet. Her fair legs, accentuated by her dress and short skirt, appeared exceptionally elegant and graceful in the darkness. She was Yang Lu, a physics teacher for the ninth grade at Yuelong Middle School, and the man beside her was Qian Song, an art teacher at the same school.

"Thank you so much for taking so many photos for me." As they walked, Yang Lu suddenly turned to Qian Song with a slight smile, perhaps to break the awkward silence. "You're already so busy, and I've been troubling you so much lately. I feel really bad about it."

"No, no! Sister Yang, please don't say that!" Hearing her words, Qian Song quickly and nervously looked up. "You're being too polite! I feel honored to have a friend like you. Helping with such a small thing is nothing! Actually, I've benefited a lot from it; I should be thanking you..."

"Oh? You benefited... really?"

"Of course! Although it was supposed to be a photoshoot, many of the photos were taken according to my plan, like the ones taken in the woods the other day. It's like you were my model for free." Qian Song blushed as she spoke. "Please don't say such polite things anymore, or I'll feel terribly guilty..."

"Oh? Is that so? Hehe..." Yang Lu couldn't help but smile when she heard his words: "So, I, this temporary, clumsy model, didn't disappoint you? Am I good enough to pass for the real thing?"

"More than just good enough, you're even better than those professional models!" Qian Song hurriedly said.

"Don't try to make me happy! Hehe!" Yang Lu felt as sweet and refreshed as if she had drunk honey. "I'm thirty-two years old, how can I compare to those young and beautiful professional models!"

"No! Sister Yang has a special kind of beauty and mature charm! These are things that those young ladies simply don't have!" Qian Song replied seriously, "Moreover, I think you have a particularly unique understanding of art, and you fully express this understanding in the shooting process. Those expressive movements, unique expressions, and sexy poses are simply comparable to world-class standards! Your figure can be said to be an absolute work of art, you can be said to be a born model!"

As he spoke, Qian Song's gaze unconsciously drifted to Yang Lu beside him, quickly sweeping over her chest, which was full and firm under her clothes, and her round buttocks tightly wrapped in a short skirt. Then he hurriedly and reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward with her side by side with his head down.

"Really? Really?" Yang Lu asked shyly, a hint of joy in her voice. "Please, please don't just try to make your senior happy..."

"Absolutely true! Yang-jie's figure and temperament are simply the epitome of artistic beauty! In all my years in art and photography, I've seen many models, but none of them can surpass you!" Qian Song assured her confidently. And indeed, this was his honest opinion.

"Thank you..." Yang Lu lowered her head shyly, the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor slightly disordered.

“Just now… I’m so sorry…” Yang Lu hesitated for a long time, then bit her lip and said, “Without your permission, I… I took off my underwear…”

“No, no… Actually… I… I…” Qian Song became nervous upon hearing this, unsure how to respond. “You did nothing wrong. True nude photography should indeed be done naked, no! I, I mean…”

“Is… is that so?” Yang Lu suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Qian Song with a flushed face. “I thought you would blame me for being too abrupt. I was probably too engrossed at the time, and I didn’t expect to do such a thing… As a wife, standing naked in front of a man other than her husband, I did go a bit too far…”

“No! This just shows your artistic talent!” Qian Song explained seriously, “Your actions were entirely an instinctive reaction, entirely based on your understanding of art! A truly dedicated model would never have so many worldly concerns in order to showcase artistic beauty! Nudity is actually where the true beauty of the human body lies!”

"Is that what you think?" Yang Lu's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Qian Song gratefully. "That's wonderful! I... I thought you would think I was a frivolous person..."

"No! Sister Yang, believe me! What you're showing is actually your noble beauty!" Qian Song said sternly, "You are now the artist I respect most! Please don't worry about it anymore, okay?"

"Cough... Thank you..." Yang Lu sighed, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes, nodded gratefully, and continued walking forward.

"Sister Yang, there's something I don't know if I should say to you..." Qian Song followed closely behind her, and after a while, he said this.

“Just say what you want to say, why are you being so formal with me?” Yang Lu turned to look at him, smiling easily. “By the way, you’re only two years younger than me, so please stop calling me ‘you’ all the time. It makes me feel really awkward, haha…”

“Oh! Okay, okay! I’ll definitely change! You…” Qian Song realized his mistake as soon as the words left his mouth, and quickly said with a forced smile, “Oh no, you, I’ll listen to whatever you say!”

“Alright, that’s my good junior! Just say what you want to say, I’m all ears!” Yang Lu smiled as she walked gracefully, the lipstick on her lips shimmering beautifully in the dim light of the night.

“This…” Qian Song listened to the echoes of their footsteps in the alley and took a deep breath of cold air in the darkness. “Sister Yang, I think… I think you’ve changed.”

“Oh?”

“When we were in college, you weren’t like this, so melancholy and withdrawn. I remember you were such a lively girl back then!” Qian Song said, looking up at the starry sky, his thoughts drifting back to the happy times in college. “Back then, I was only a freshman, and you were already a junior. Although you were studying physics, you were an exceptionally lively person! You could sing and dance, and you were also very talented in writing. It was under your influence that I became more outgoing. Think back to how youthful, cheerful, energetic, innocent, and optimistic you were… But now you are…”

At this point, Qian Song couldn’t help but look at Yang Lu and noticed that her eyes had dimmed.

"Is it...is it because of Kai's departure that you...you changed your personality...you remained chaste until three years ago, when you finally married Sun..."

"Don't...don't say anymore..." Yang Lu suddenly became agitated, her eyes glistening with tears again. "Please don't say anymore, okay? I...I don't know...I don't want to recall the past..." As she spoke, she began to sob softly.

Seeing this, Qian Song felt a pang of sadness: "I'm sorry, Sister Yang, I...I shouldn't have..."

Yang Lu suddenly covered her face with her hands, took a long breath, and when she lowered her hands, her eyes were red, but no tears were visible.

“Yes, the old me is gone.” Yang Lu sighed heavily, gazing solemnly at the exit of the alley in the distance. “People always change; that’s the helplessness of life. But we all have to adapt to it sooner or later.”

After a slight pause, she continued, “I’ve forgotten the past me. I only know that the current me deeply loves my husband, my family, and my career. What happened in the past doesn’t matter anymore; let it all drift away with the wind!” As she spoke, she smiled at Qian Song. “I will bravely pursue my future happiness! Believe me!”

Qian Song looked at her determined gaze and smiled broadly, nodding happily.

“Oh! You’re lecturing your senior now!” Yang Lu suddenly raised her voice, deliberately glaring at him.

“I haven’t asked you yet! How are things between you and Xiao Wei? Tell me the truth!”

“I… Xiao Wei and I are doing very well…” Qian Song was stunned again by Yang Lu’s question.

"She was a famous beauty at school! If all the men who pursued her lined up, they could probably circle the entire teachers' college!" Yang Lu said with a mocking laugh. "It's really not easy for you to marry such a beautiful and kind wife like Liu Wei! You must have used quite a few tricks, right? Hehe!"

"Sister Yang, you're joking..." Qian Song blushed and lowered his head.

"But... I heard that you two seem to have had some disagreements lately? Is that true?" Yang Lu changed the subject and asked seriously.

"Did she secretly go to you and complain about me?" Qian Song gave a wry smile and shook his head helplessly. "Liu Wei is good in every way, except she can be petty at times, and she only goes to you, senior, to complain, haha!"

"She often talks about you to me, but she's not complaining!" Yang Lu smiled and said, "She just said that you haven't been as attentive to her lately as you used to be, and it made my nose tingle. I know my junior isn't the type to gossip. So, what little conflict happened between you two?"

"Actually, it's nothing serious..." Qian Song sighed slightly, "It's just that she doesn't like my hobby of artistic photography."

"Doesn't like it? But I remember she was very supportive of your artistic creations at first!"

“Before we got married, she had no family burdens, so of course she could wholeheartedly support me. But after we got married, she had to juggle family and career, so she hoped I could squeeze out some time to help her, or even just say a few more words of concern. But you know, shooting artistic photos takes a lot of thought and time, so I've been less attentive to her and to this family. No wonder she's angry…”

“That's true…” Yang Lu nodded thoughtfully.

“Besides, my line of work requires me to interact with many female models. You know, Liu Wei is good in every other way, but she can't stand me being with other women, especially working so closely with them, so…” Qian Song shook his head as he said this.

“No wonder you two are having a falling out, haha! So… have you thought of a way to satisfy both of us?” Yang Lu suddenly stopped and gave him a smug smile.

"A win-win situation?"

"Yes! A win-win solution! Why don't you just have Xiaowei be your model? That way, it won't interfere with your artistic creation, and it can also enhance your relationship as a couple. Isn't that a win-win solution?"

Yang Lu was quick-witted and came up with this idea in an instant. "Besides, our Xiaowei is incredibly beautiful, far better than all the models you've hired before!"

"Actually... actually, I've already considered this, but it's not realistic." Qian Song seemed to have been prepared for this suggestion.

"Unrealistic? How so?"

"First of all, being a model isn't just about looks; it's more about temperament and an understanding of art." Qian Song said slowly, "Xiao Wei is pretty, but her artistic talent isn't as good as those professional models. It's difficult for her to perform those movements naturally and appropriately... She's also prone to stage fright, so her on-camera performance definitely won't be good. Moreover, because she's angry with me, she's very resistant to art photography now. All things considered, she can't be a model."

"Hehe! I originally thought you were just reluctant to part with your wife! Now that you mention it, it makes some sense," Yang Lu said with a smile.

“Sister Yang, look at what you’re saying…” Qian Song’s face flushed again. “In short, she’s suited to be a good wife and mother, a teacher, but not an art model. Hehe!”

“Then you’ll have to pay more attention to her in the future. You have to be nicer to her and more caring and considerate. Don’t just focus on your artistic creations!”

“Yes! I’m also thinking about it. After I finish participating in that photography competition in Japan this year, I’ll reduce my spare time for artistic creation and spend more time at home with her!” Qian Song muttered to himself, as if making a promise to Yang Lu.

“That’s right…” Yang Lu smiled with relief. “Oh, the art photography competition you mentioned, is it held in Japan?”

“Yes! It’s the competition I mentioned before, held every autumn in Tokyo, Japan. That competition is very famous internationally, a grand stage for artists from all over the world to compete. Its characteristic is showcasing the human body. But due to traditional Chinese concepts, there is an inexplicable resistance to this kind of competition.”

“Is it… the nude photography competition you mentioned before?”

“That’s right! That competition!” Qian Song said, a wonderful vision appearing before his eyes. “Art masters of all nationalities, through photographing nude models, gather their most valuable works in Tokyo, Japan. That’s the best art competition I’ve ever participated in! Compared to them, our works are simply worthless! My lifelong goal is to be like them and create such outstanding works!”

"I don't know... I don't know if I have that kind of talent..." Yang Lu suddenly said hesitantly, almost to herself, "If possible, I hope to have the opportunity... to be a model for such an art competition in the future..." After saying this, perhaps even she herself felt it was abrupt and ridiculous, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Qian Song's eyebrows twitched sharply, clearly quite shaken. But for some reason, he didn't dare to ask the question he wanted to ask, so he simply pretended not to hear her.

"In those competitions, are their models really... really all completely naked?" Yang Lu asked softly, her face blushing slightly again.

“Yes! Completely naked! Just like you at the very end tonight!” Qian Song exclaimed excitedly, but then realized his words were inappropriate. “Oh…yes, I’m sorry, I meant…”

“So that’s why you’ve been so reluctant to tell me!” Yang Lu lowered her head, as if suddenly realizing something. “You mentioned the second prize in the last competition, called ‘The Coerced Wife,’ but when I pressed you about the content of that painting, you wouldn’t say. Was it because the model in that work was…naked?”

“Yes…I really didn’t dare tell you then, afraid it would be too rude.” Qian Song nodded. “In that work called ‘The Coerced Wife,’ both the male and female protagonists are completely naked…”

“Now, can you explain the content of the painting to me?” Yang Lu asked softly. “Anyway, I have to teach a class for final exams soon, and my husband is going back to China. There are many things to take care of at home, so I won’t have another chance to be your model anytime soon. Please tell me now. I don’t want to wait until next year to find out! Hehe…”

“Now?” Qian Song was slightly startled and glanced at her. “If… you think it’s appropriate, I can tell you. But…”

“It’s okay, just be frank.” Yang Lu raised her head, looking at him with a shy yet gentle gaze. “We’re good friends, and we’ve known each other for so many years. We both know our character very well… This isn’t something shameful… I… I just want to know how the international community views nude art now…”

“Okay… then… I’ll tell you.” Qian Song thought Yang Lu’s words made sense, so he looked around to make sure there was no one else around except for darkness. He took a breath and said stiffly,

“It’s a high-resolution digital photograph. The scene in the photograph is in a bedroom. The bedroom is dimly lit, and the main prop is a double bed.”

“In a bedroom… on a bed?” Yang Lu frowned upon hearing this and interrupted.

“Yes, in bed…” Qian Song paused and continued, “The camera zoomed in very close, and the subjects on the bed took up almost half of the photo. The subjects in the photo were two naked people. One was a man, facing the audience, lying in the center of the bed with his genitals erect; the other subject was a young woman, her back to the audience, her legs slightly bent and thighs spread apart, straddling the man, her wide-open genitals facing his erect penis.”

“Ah! Horse riding position…” Hearing this, Yang Lu couldn’t help but exclaim, because an image of a woman-on-top position for sex had already appeared in her mind, but she immediately realized that she had been too rash, and then she was too ashamed to continue.

“Yes, it’s the horse-riding position… but the woman didn’t sit down, and their genitals weren’t joined… meaning the photo captures the moment just before they had intercourse…” Qian Song blushed and explained haltingly, “This is actually a special technique in art photography. If it were a photo of intercourse, it would probably be classified as pornography and wouldn’t be allowed in art competitions…”

“Oh, I see…” Yang Lu felt her heart racing.

“Although the woman in the photo has her back to us, because her upper body is slightly twisted to the right, from the viewer’s perspective, we can see her face and right breast…” Qian Song overcame his shyness and continued explaining.

"The young woman in the photo is undeniably beautiful. From the half of her face that's visible, we can see her brows are furrowed, her lips are slightly bitten, and there's a blush on her cheeks. Glistening tears are glistening beneath her closed eyes. The title of the photo already suggests that the woman is a young woman who has been coerced and humiliated. Seeing the shame and sorrow on her face now further confirms her situation of being violated, and we can guess that the man lying beneath her is likely not her husband."

"Oh..." Yang Lu nodded, remaining silent.

"That's the brilliance of this work. After hearing the title 'The Coerced Wife,' the audience's imagination runs wild for a while. Then, when they look at the photo, they see the female protagonist's naked back, admiring her fair back, slender waist, and round buttocks. Right below her buttocks is a magnificent penis, ready to pierce her crotch at any moment. Then, imagining that she is being violated by a man other than her husband, it immediately evokes a feeling of boiling blood..."

Listening to Qian Song's increasingly detailed explanation, Yang Lu felt even more nervous and excited. Her face began to burn, and her lower body even showed signs of wetness.

"Just imagine if the woman in that photo were your wife, kneeling naked before another man, not only without the slightest resistance, but obediently adopting the most shameful posture, ready to receive the man's penis; regardless of her reasons or purposes, the sheer shock to the heart in that instant would make any man's blood boil! This technique, which is captivating at first glance and arouses a sense of role-playing shame in everyone, gives this photo a winning edge."

As Qian Song spoke, sweat inexplicably appeared on his forehead.

"That's the initial impression the photo gives. If you look closer, you'll discover many more fascinating details," Qian Song wiped his brow and continued, "Because the young woman is lying on her side, the viewer can clearly see the face of the man lying on the bed; further on, on the wall near the head of the bed, hangs an enlarged wedding photo. By observing, the viewer can see that the bride in the photo looks exactly like the woman in the photo, but the groom is not the man in the bed. Therefore, it's even more certain that this beautiful, naked young woman is currently entangled with a man other than her husband, and in her own home, on the bed she shared with her husband on her wedding night, facing the impending violation of another man..."

"Ah..." Yang Lu felt her ears turn bright red upon hearing this.

"By this point, the viewer's emotions have been completely infected by the photo, and they just wish they could be there to experience that indescribable atmosphere." As Qian Song spoke, he gradually let go of his mental burdens, analyzing the situation boldly and thoroughly.

“However, there are many more exquisite details in the photograph. If people can discover these subtleties, they will surely be completely impressed by the author’s superb skill.” He swallowed hard and continued to speak eloquently.

“For example, if people carefully observe the female protagonist’s right hand, they can see something interesting: the female protagonist’s right shoulder is naturally drooping, but her right arm is close to the outside of her buttocks, making her right hand bend and extend under her buttocks. Upon closer inspection, one can see that her slender right fingers are gently grasping the man’s erect penis, guiding it towards the center of her open buttocks. From this detail, we can conclude that this woman no longer intends to resist him—she not only does not struggle, but also guides the man’s penis into her vagina, indicating that regardless of whether she was willing before, she has now shamefully submitted to his lewd power.”

“Oh…” Yang Lu sighed, her expression becoming increasingly unnatural.

“And her left hand!” Qian Song continued, pushing his bicycle, his focus intense as he analyzed the scene. “The audience can also see that the female lead’s left hand is being tightly gripped by the male lead’s hand. Judging from the wrinkles and color of her skin, he’s using a lot of force to control her left hand. Why is this happening?”

“Judging from the situation, we can infer that although the female lead has submitted to him, due to a woman’s innate sense of shame, as a respectable woman and a demure wife, adopting such a shameful penetration position, she would inevitably instinctively use her left hand to cover her genitals, preventing him from fully appreciating the shameful scene of her most private place being penetrated; and the man, of course, wouldn’t let her do that. To ensure his own visual enjoyment and to further damage her self-esteem, he would naturally try his best to stop her hand…”

“…” Yang Lu’s face was already flushed, a hot, wet sensation coming from her vulva. As she took a step forward, her inner thighs began to rub against each other unconsciously.

“And, the most interesting detail is the crumpled condom left on the bedside table!” Qian Song became more and more excited as he spoke.

"A condom?" Yang Lu stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Yes! It's that used condom!" Qian Song's face was filled with excitement. "It's through this used condom that we can conclude that the information this artwork is trying to convey is that the young woman wasn't just about to be raped, but was being sexually assaulted a second time!"

"Second...sexual assault?"

"That's right! That crumpled condom tells us that the young woman had already had intercourse with that man before! Although we don't know what position they used, judging from the wear and tear on the condom, it's not hard to deduce that their previous intercourse had lasted a long time and was quite intense."

"Upon closer inspection, we can see two damp, red patches on the young woman's raised buttocks. Therefore, we can boldly speculate that this beautiful young woman had just been subjected to a 'pushing the cart' position, and those two red patches on her buttocks were the result of the man's constant slapping of her stomach! And now, perhaps feeling that wearing a condom wasn't enough, he simply removed it, intending to directly insert his penis into the young woman's vagina, and even ordered her to adopt the most shameful yet proactive riding position to please his senses. It's clear that he has reached the extreme of shamelessness and depravity..."

After saying so much in one breath, Qian Song finally stopped, satisfied. "Therefore, this work with profound implications naturally received unanimous praise from the judges. Unfortunately, the photo shows a male erect penis, which is somewhat against the rules, so it ultimately ranked second..."

"Ha..." After listening to so much in one go, Yang Lu felt as if she had been through several hours, and let out a sigh of exhaustion.

At this moment, Qian Song seemed to return to reality, immediately realizing that his words had been extremely abrupt, and dared not speak for a moment.

The two walked slowly forward in the strange silence.

After an unknown amount of time, a bend suddenly appeared ahead.

Both knew that after turning that corner, the teachers' dormitory of Yuelong Middle School was only a hundred meters away, and Yang Lu's apartment building would be visible.

Although neither wanted their meeting to end so quickly, neither spoke.

Soon, they turned the corner and came to an open area; Yang Lu's home was right in front of them.

Just as they were wondering how to say goodbye, they vaguely noticed several figures standing under the apartment building. These figures seemed to have noticed them as well and immediately approached.

Yang Lu and Qian Song found it strange, but when they got closer, they were surprised. It turned out that Sun Qiang and Wu Huaxin had come to greet them, but behind them stood a relatively tall person at a distance, their eyes fixed on them. Yang Lu looked closely and recognized the person as Sun Wei.

"You...why aren't you going home to sleep so late?" Yang Lu asked hurriedly.

“We were feeling bored, so we wanted to come down for a walk…and when we saw you and Teacher Qian here…” Sun Qiang replied, his anxious expression having softened. Wu Huaxin quickly chimed in, saying yes.

"If I come back late in the future, just go to bed early, you don't need to wait for me." Yang Lu heard the concern in their voices and kept her scolding to herself.

"Oh, it's Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu! You two mustn't be so late again! Hehe!" Qian Song chimed in, "It's getting late, you and I should all go back and rest!" As he spoke, he pushed his bicycle a little further, preparing to get on, and turned back to say, "Teacher Yang, you should rest early too! I'm going back!"

"Be careful on the road!" Yang Lu said with concern, watching his figure disappear into the night.

It turned out that Wu Huaxin had been anxiously waiting for Li Rufei to return home, but he waited and waited, and it was almost 11 p.m. when his aunt still hadn't shown up. He was very worried about Li Rufei's continued absence, so he simply ran out of the house and headed towards her workplace to look for her. When he passed by, he happened to see Sun Qiang sitting by the roadside waiting, so the two of them started talking. Seeing Yang Lu return, she became worried about her aunt again, so she quickly said goodbye and continued running.

Yang Lu's heart was still in turmoil after the events of the night, and she didn't realize that Wu Huaxin wasn't heading home. Since it was almost midnight, she pulled Sun Qiang into the building with her.

Sun Wei, seeing this, didn't say anything and silently followed behind, entering the house.

Once inside, Yang Lu immediately told Sun Qiang and Sun Wei to go to their rooms to sleep. Only after they closed their doors did she breathe a long sigh of relief.

Back in her room, she closed the door, leaned against it, and pondered for a long time before going to her bed and taking a plastic card from her pocket—a memory card from her digital camera, containing all the photos Qian Song had taken for her.

Before leaving the studio, Qian Song insisted on giving the memory card to Yang Lu, saying that it contained not only her beauty but also her privacy, and it was her responsibility to keep it safe. Yang Lu was touched and had no choice but to accept the memory card.

She went to the bedside, turned on the bedside lamp, opened a drawer in the bedside table, carefully placed the card inside, and locked it.

Thinking of her own nude photos, and then of the painting "The Coerced Wife" that Qian Song had just told her about, Yang Lu's heart swelled with emotion, unable to calm down for a long time. Sometimes, even when she finally calmed down, she couldn't help but imagine what the first-place winning piece in the competition would be like.

After a long while, she finally felt utterly exhausted and prepared to go to bed.

Under the dim light, she unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time, gently taking it off and placing it on a chair beside her. Then she loosened the drawstring of her skirt, swayed her hips, and lifted her legs, pulling the skirt down.

When she turned to get her pajamas from the wardrobe, now only wearing her underwear, she suddenly found Sun Wei already standing in front of her.

"Ah..." Yang Lu suppressed her surprise and asked in astonishment, "Awei? You, how did you get here? How did you get in?"

Clearly, Sun Wei had sneaked into the room while she was lost in thought; perhaps Yang Lu had momentarily forgotten to lock her bedroom door.

"I..." He stared intently at Yang Lu's full breasts, his gaze greedily lingering on her white lace bra, "I missed you... I waited for you all night..."

"Didn't I tell you, you can't come to my room anymore..." Yang Lu's face showed displeasure as she immediately turned off the bedside lamp, crossing her arms over her chest.

"But...but I really miss you!" Sun Wei's eyes revealed a hint of eager longing, his gaze still lingering on Yang Lu's exposed body. "Aunt Lu, I can't live without you! Please don't send me away, okay?"

"Keep your voice down!" Yang Lu was clearly angry at his sudden appearance, but dared not speak loudly for fear of being discovered by Sun Qiang next door. "We already agreed yesterday that this would end here! How can you break your promise? I made so many sacrifices to keep you away from those low-class interests, don't you still understand why I did all this?"

"I...I know you're doing this for my own good, but..." Sun Wei said hesitantly.

“But what? As someone else’s wife, as your aunt, I have to be naked, writhing in shame, while patiently teaching you. Do you think I feel good about that? Do you know how much I have to suffer to get you back on the right path? I’ve tried my best, but you still can’t change back. I had no choice but to accept defeat. But you’re so untrustworthy, so shameless, and you still want to…” Yang Lu lowered her voice and angrily rebuked him.

“But… but why didn’t you help me completely? Did you think letting me hold your naked body would help me get rid of my troubles? Don’t you know that doing so will only make me more miserable! Why won’t you let me enter your body…”

Before Sun Wei could finish speaking, a loud “slap” rang out as Yang Lu slapped him across the face.

Staring at Yang Lu’s angry expression, Sun Wei was stunned and didn’t know what to do.

After a while, Yang Lu’s trembling body gradually calmed down.

She turned around and said coldly, "Get out. I don't want to see you again, you hopeless greedy devil... Go away."

"No! I won't go!" Sun Wei said, suddenly stepping behind Yang Lu and pulling her tightly into his arms from behind.

"Let go..." Yang Lu twisted her body in surprise, but how could she possibly overpower the strength of an eighteen-year-old man like Sun Wei? He held her firmly with one hand and used the other to press and squeeze her full breasts. The lace bra immediately deformed under the violence, and the rosy nipples inadvertently jumped out of the cups.

"No!" Yang Lu struggled in terror, but Sun Wei's fingers had already reached her sensitive nipples and begun that familiar and extremely lethal teasing. Instantly, Yang Lu felt as if all the sensual nerves in her body had been awakened, and she let out a soft "Ah" and went limp in Sun Wei's arms.

This was nothing short of devilish finger teasing, sometimes circling, sometimes moving up and down, sometimes lightly scraping, sometimes pressing hard.

In no time, Yang Lu's nipples hardened and stood erect. She could only lean against Sun Wei's chest, panting heavily, forgetting her right to rebuke him.

The two stood by the bed, locked in a passionate embrace.

Before Yang Lu could recover from this sweet teasing, Sun Wei abruptly turned her body towards him, quickly squatting down and spreading one of her thighs, burying his face between her legs.

"Ah...ah!" When Sun Wei's lips touched the center of her vulva, Yang Lu trembled and threw her head back, her hands gripping his head tightly.

Sun Wei's forehead rubbed against her pubic hair, his nose brushed against her clitoris, and his tongue licked her moist labia. Yang Lu was completely powerless to resist. When Sun Wei deliberately and slowly pulled down her panties, she couldn't even utter a sound of protest. It wasn't until his tongue returned to her hairy vulva, directly licking her engorged genitals, that she let out a passionate moan.

In a daze, Sun Wei twisted her body, making her bend over and support herself on the bed with her hands. At the same time, he gripped her waist, positioning her in a standing position with her buttocks raised high.

Only when she vaguely felt something hot touching her labia behind her did Yang Lu seem to struggle out of her daze and return to reality. It turned out that Sun Wei had pulled down his shorts and taken out his magnificent penis.

Suddenly, that hot penis parted Yang Lu's labia and quickly inserted itself into her wet passage, the hard glans piercing deep into her honeyed depths, pressing hard against her soft clitoris.

"Ah..." Yang Lu screamed as if waking from a dream. She frantically straightened up, trying to turn around and push Sun Wei away, but just as she was halfway there, a sudden, intense pleasure surged through her lower body, making her unable to resist.

It was a long-lost feeling of fullness, a strange yet familiar stimulation. For a mature young woman like her, separated from her husband for a year, such a passionate penetration was like rain after a long drought! Her mature body forgot the fact that she had been violated, betraying her with sweet and frenzied sensations.

With just one thrust, Yang Lu groaned loudly, her mind racing. She only managed to utter half a "stop" before losing the strength to finish. Her wet, hot vaginal walls desperately secreted lubricating fluid, tightly gripping Sun Wei's thick penis. At this moment, Sun Wei actually shed tears, frantically grabbing Yang Lu's buttocks and beginning to thrust even more wildly.

Just then, a loud knocking came from the bedroom door, followed by Sun Qiang's anxious voice outside: "Aunt Yang! Aunt Yang! What's wrong? Open the door!"

Clearly, Sun Qiang from next door had heard the commotion in Yang Lu's room and was now eager to come in and see what was happening.

Hearing the loud banging of the door, Yang Lu regained her composure. She suppressed the incredibly sweet and full sensation inside her vagina, turned around, and shoved Sun Wei away. Sun Wei, not expecting her to suddenly exert so much force, stumbled and fell to the floor.

Yang Lu quickly opened the wardrobe, grabbed a robe, and hurriedly put it on. She then looked back at Sun Wei, who was getting up from the floor, while Sun Qiang's shouts outside continued unabated.

"Get out! You...you shameless beast! Get out..." Yang Lu was both ashamed and angry, unsure what to say. Sun Wei, still caught up in his own desire, stood there, unsure what to do. Just as he was about to speak to Yang Lu, he heard a loud "slap" and received another solid slap across the face.

This time, the blow terrified Sun Wei. He quickly turned around, frantically pulled up his shorts, ran to the door, flung open the bedroom door, shoved aside Sun Qiang at the door, and ran back to his room, locking the door behind him.

"Aunt Yang? What's wrong?" Sun Qiang stood by the door, looking at Yang Lu's sexy and alluring appearance, and cautiously asked.

"N-nothing..." Yang Lu fastened the buttons on her pajamas, her face flushed, and replied, "I scolded him a little, but now, now it's alright. You should go back to sleep..." Saying this, she went to the door, coaxed Sun Qiang back to his room, then went back inside, locked the door, and lay down on the bed...

Wu Huaxin, who had left Sun Qiang's house, walked anxiously down the empty street, constantly repeating Li Rufei's name in his mind.

Six hours had passed since Li Rufei left home, but she hadn't called back even once. Before leaving home, Wu Huaxin called her workplace, but no one answered. What did this mean? It meant Li Rufei was no longer at work. Where had she gone? Why hadn't she returned home by midnight? Was she still heartbroken? Angry with Wu Huaxin?

Wu Huaxin thought, a sense of fear rising within him. He was filled with regret and remorse, silently praying that nothing bad had happened to her.

According to the route, after turning the corner and passing through the alley, it would be another ten minutes to Li Rufei's workplace. He hadn't encountered her yet; unless she had stopped along the way, they should have met long ago. Wu Huaxin's heart sank to the bottom.

Just as he dejectedly turned the corner and entered the dark alley, Wu Huaxin suddenly heard a scream from the darkness ahead.

"That...that's Aunt Fei's voice!" Wu Huaxin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly groped forward. There used to be a streetlamp in this alley, but for some reason, it was broken tonight, forcing Wu Huaxin to walk in the dark.

After groping his way for about ten meters, Wu Huaxin heard another tearing sound. At this point, he was certain that someone was fighting less than ten meters ahead!

He held his breath, quickened his pace, and moved closer, straining to see what was happening. Finally, he saw a tall, masked man wielding a dagger, pinning a woman against a wall and tearing at her. Although the light was dim, judging from the woman's white high heels, she was Wu Huaxin's aunt, Li Rufei!

"I've given you all the money, please, please don't do this! Ah..." she cried out in pain, "No! Let me go, you scoundrel! No..."

"Shut up, I love women like you who wear lace panties!" he lewdly chuckled, "You've actually made a lot of money coming here by chance tonight! What's the use of struggling like this! Save your energy for serving me later! Haha... Oh! You're quite good at wriggling, you'd be great at the horse riding position, haha... Stop wriggling, such thick hair, let me touch it properly! Haha..."

"No! No! I can't touch there... Ah..."

Hearing this, Wu Huaxin completely understood what was going on. He was instantly filled with lust.

"Stop! Stop right now!" he roared, leaping forward with all his might.

"Huh?" The masked robber was startled by the voice and quickly turned around, only to find that the person standing in front of him was a child of about ten years old.

"Kid? What are you doing? Are you fucking looking to die?"

"Hua... Hua Xin?" Li Rufei, who had been struggling to break free, only then realized that the person who had come was her nephew. "Run, run, you silly child! He's a bad guy! Run..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wu Hua Xin suddenly jumped up and pounced on the masked man.

"Kid, kid, what are you doing!" The robber never expected that this child who suddenly appeared would charge into his arms like a mad bull, seemingly unafraid of the sharp dagger in his hand. "Let go, or I'll kill you..." But before he could finish speaking, Wu Hua Xin had already pounced on him. He lost his balance and was pushed forcefully against the wall of the alley by Wu Hua Xin. The sudden collision caused the dagger in his hand to fall to the ground.

"You dare bully Aunt Fei? I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" Wu Huaxin screamed hysterically as he grabbed him, shocking not only Li Rufei but also the robber.

"What are you doing! Let go..." The robber panicked and could only frantically struggle with him, unsure of what to do as Wu Huaxin yelled. The struggle escalated, and the two fell to the ground, rolling around in a scuffle. In the chaos, the robber's hand touched a discarded beer bottle by the wall, and he quickly grabbed it.

"Let go! You little beast!" Panicked and afraid the child's screams would attract more people, the robber shoved Wu Huaxin away, scrambled to his feet, and raised the empty bottle high in his hand. "You, you fucking come any closer, I, I'll smash you to death!"

Wu Huaxin ignored him, scrambling to his feet and continuing to yell as he lunged at the robber.

With a loud crash, the empty bottle in the robber's hand smashed heavily onto Wu Huaxin's forehead. Amidst Li Rufei's scream, the bottle shattered into many shards scattered on the ground. Wu Huaxin froze, instinctively covering his head with his hands. The robber was thus able to break free and stumble back several steps.

Even the masked robber was stunned by the blow; he hadn't expected to deliver such a powerful strike in his panic, as it could easily have been fatal. However, what surprised him even more was why such a young man would so recklessly lunge at him like a madman, and where did he get the courage?

A dark red line of blood immediately appeared on Wu Huaxin's head from the force of the bottle, yet he didn't fall. Instead, he managed to stand firm and slowly continued walking towards the robber, swaying unsteadily. Just as Li Rufei and the robber were staring in disbelief, his vision blurred, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Murder! Murder! You, you stop right there..." Li Rufei suddenly felt a surge of courage and shouted as she struggled to get up from the ground.

"No, no! It wasn't me... I... I didn't mean to..." The robber had never experienced such bloodshed before. He didn't even bother to pick up the dagger he'd dropped. "No, it wasn't me! It wasn't..." He turned and ran, staggering towards the alleyway entrance.

"Stop... Stop! You... Hah... Hah..." Li Rufei, disheveled, clung to the alley wall, managing to straighten herself, but the masked robber had already vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Hua Xin... Are you alright! Hua Xin! Hua Xin!" Overwhelmed with fear, Li Rufei threw herself at Wu Hua Xin, shouting and desperately shaking him by the collar.

"I...I...I'm alright...Don't worry! Aunt Fei..." Wu Huaxin opened his eyes and took a few difficult breaths. He had just exerted all his strength and now he was temporarily powerless. Even so, he still tried his best to lift his head. "It's alright...I just got a light tap on my head, it's just a cut. As long as Aunt Fei is alright...that's...that's all that matters..."

"Silly child! Huaxin, why are you so reckless? Hmm..." Li Rufei knelt beside him, holding back her tears, and rested Wu Huaxin's head on her knees. "Who told you to rush out like that? You...you'll die like this! Silly child...If something happens to you, what will you do, Aunt Fei? You scared me to death...scared me to death...Huaxin..." At this moment, a strong sense of love had already overcome the panic and shame. Li Rufei looked at Wu Huaxin's face with affection and stroked his face with concern.

"I...I'm really alright..." Wu Huaxin endured the excruciating pain in his head, looking solemnly at his aunt. "Whoever tries to hurt my most beloved Aunt Fei, I...I'll fight them to the death..."

"Why? Why are you doing this? But...but you'll die if you act so recklessly, you know that?" Although she tried to sound reproachful, Li Rufei couldn't. Her heart felt like it was being slashed by a knife. She sobbed, her trembling hands tenderly embracing Wu Huaxin's head. "Silly child...why...why are you fighting so desperately..." "

Aunt Fei...you're the closest person to me," Wu Huaxin gritted his teeth, one hand covering the wound on his head, forcing a smile to comfort Li Rufei. "You're the person I love and respect the most! I...I will never allow anyone to hurt you...I...I..."

“But…but I…I don’t deserve this…” Li Rufei shook her head guiltily and ashamedly. “Aunt Fei is a shameless woman who betrayed her husband…a wicked woman who willingly degraded herself…Aunt Fei has long lost her dignity in front of you…I…I…”

“No! No! It’s all my fault!” Wu Huaxin struggled to sit up, grabbing Li Rufei’s hands. “It’s all because of my impulsiveness and ignorance! I’m so sorry…You didn’t scold me, but were so forgiving. I’m so grateful to you! In my heart, you will always be that loving and noble Aunt Fei!”

“Really…really?” Li Rufei could hardly believe her ears. She trembled as she grasped Wu Huaxin’s hand, fighting back tears, and looked at his face with expectant and anxious eyes. “I…I…in your heart…”

“Of course it’s true!” Wu Huaxin straightened his upper body despite the pain and held Li Rufei tightly. “From the time I was a child, Aunt Fei has always been the person who loves me the most! Back then, I swore to God that I would always treat Aunt Fei as my dearest and most beloved person! As I grew up, Aunt Fei, your selfless care and sincere love for me have never stopped! In my heart, you are already the most sacred angel!”

“Yesterday, I forced you to do such a shameless thing entirely because of my impulsiveness and irrationality! The reason you succumbed to my violation was entirely out of your love and tolerance for me! Although you think you have acted utterly shamefully, your image in my heart will never change! Because in my eyes, that was the release of your true nature! Without the slightest pretense! Only in front of the person you love and are closest to you would you have such feelings! This already shows my position in your heart! No matter what happens, I understand that your heart will always be the purest and noblest! In my heart, you are the embodiment of true love and dignity! This is something that no one and nothing can change!” Hearing

these words, Li Rufei’s tears welled up. She opened her mouth wide, as if she had been reborn, so moved that she didn’t know what to say.

“I…I…”

“Aunt Fei…you will always be Aunt Fei in Huaxin’s heart!” Wu Huaxin gasped for breath and said these words firmly, ending his outpouring of true feelings.

“Huaxin! My dear Huaxin! Waaah…” Li Rufei could no longer contain her emotions. She threw everything aside and pulled Wu Huaxin into her arms, bursting into tears. “Huaxin! Good boy! Thank you so much for thinking of Auntie like this! Waaah… I, Auntie, love you too! I will always love you!”

“I… want to be with Auntie forever… holding you…” Wu Huaxin slumped into Li Rufei’s arms, the struggle having almost exhausted his strength.

“Okay! Auntie will never leave you! Auntie will hold you every day… good boy!” Li Rufei’s tears streamed down her face. “Huaxin, you have to hold on, Auntie will take you to the hospital right now! I’ll call an ambulance right now!”

“No! Don’t leave me…” Wu Huaxin was a little dazed, clutching Li Rufei’s clothes tightly.

"No! Auntie will always be by your side! Don't worry, Huaxin!" Li Rufei looked at Wu Huaxin with a haggard yet incredibly relieved expression and said, "Auntie will just make a phone call, Auntie won't leave you! Don't worry, good boy!" As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled her phone out of her handbag on the ground. "You must bear with it, good boy!"

However, his excessive impulsiveness after being injured caused his wound to bleed even more, and Wu Huaxin's vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

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