Completed in a state of confusion and lust

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【01】A beloved daughter in a father's arms captivates his heart. It was the height of summer, and the sweltering heat of the city made people yearn for the comfort of the seaside. Li Wenhao was going on a business trip to S City the next day, a famous seaside resort destination in China. His company was planning to develop a project in S City, and he had to go there to negotiate. It just so happened that his daughter, Li Jiao, was on summer vacation in her second year of high school, and she had been clamoring to go to the beach because of the heat. It would be a good idea to take a few days off during his business trip and go on a family trip. Li Jiao was on summer vacation in her second year of high school. She usually did well in her studies, so of course she wouldn't be doing a bunch of homework during her vacation. When she opened the chat room and went online, Cheng Xue's order came through: "Xiao Jiao, go out and buy some fruit. The cleaning lady forgot to buy any today, and your dad will want some when he gets back." Cheng Xue suddenly opened Li Jiao's door and bombarded her with words. Before Li Jiao could answer, she added, "Buy some grapes and apples. Hurry up, you're always staying at home doing nothing." She glared at Li Jiao and turned to go downstairs. Li Jiao was furious. If it weren't for her childhood records, she would have seriously doubted whether she was Cheng Xue's biological daughter. She took a few deep breaths, shut down the computer, and went downstairs. As expected, she was urged on by Cheng Xue again as she passed the kitchen. This mother only cared about her father; she had been indifferent to her since she could remember. As long as she didn't cause trouble, Cheng Xue wouldn't discipline her. Cheng Xue's dislike of Li Jiao wasn't without reason. After giving birth to Li Jiao, Cheng Xue's uterus was damaged, and she later became pregnant again but lost the pregnancy. The fetus was already formed and it was clear it was a boy, and her mother-in-law criticized her relentlessly. Cheng Xue harbored this resentment, resenting Li Jiao as a troublemaker. Li Jiao felt extremely wronged; she was innocent. However, over the years, her hopes had turned to disappointment. In her heart, Cheng Xue was more like someone she lived with. Fortunately, Li Wenhao loved her very much. Thinking this, she felt her anger subside. She opened the door, not noticing Li Wenhao returning home, and bumped right into him. There was a step right by the door. The incident happened so suddenly that Li Wenhao was momentarily stunned. He instinctively grabbed the girl in his arms and stumbled backward. "Hey, is Jiaojiao alright?" Li Wenhao asked worriedly, looking at Li Jiao. The fruit market was in the neighborhood, and Li Jiao had been casually wearing a tank top and denim shorts. She had fallen into Li Wenhao's arms, her chest pressed against his chest muscles. The two mounds bulging from the neckline of her tank top were within Li Wenhao's reach to kiss her soft, white flesh! Her slender, snow-white thighs pressed against Li Wenhao's long legs. Li Wenhao's eyes flickered, a strange heat rising within him. His breathing quickened, and his grip tightened on Li Jiao's slender waist. "Ah, Daddy, you're hurting me," Li Jiao pouted, complaining in a spoiled tone. "It's all because of you, you naughty brat! Where were you rushing off to? What if you fell?" Li Wenhao released her hand, quickly creating distance between them to prevent Li Jiao from noticing the unusual sensation in his lower body. His thoughts were still lingering on the soft, fragrant touch he had just felt. Li Jiao looked at him, aggrieved, and said, "Mom told me, this lazybones, to go buy fruit." Li Wenhao smiled gently and indulgently, ruffling her hair and saying, "Go ahead, remember to buy your favorite strawberries."
"Dad's the best! I'm going!" Li Jiao said as she walked away, her face flushed with a smile. Her father's smile was really handsome. Li Jiao had striking features, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a tall figure. She received many admiring glances on the street, but she was used to it. At school, she received a love letter every three days, but she wouldn't even look at these shallow boys who claimed to love her just because of her looks. After dinner, the family sat in the living room eating fruit. Li Wenhao put down his cup and announced their beach trip plan. Li Jiao gasped and rushed over to kiss him. She had mentioned wanting to go to the beach briefly before, and her father had agreed and even made arrangements. In her excitement, she didn't realize the impact her actions had on Li Wenhao. However, Cheng Xue was unhappy. Li Wenhao was usually busy managing the company, and he almost never went on trips with her. This time, with such an opportunity, he even wanted to bring Li Jiao along, turning what could have been a sweet trip for the two of them into a family trip. This kind of plan was infuriating. With a hint of bitterness in her voice, Cheng Xue said, "Your daughter's happy, huh..." Sitting next door, Li Wenhao was still immersed in the soft, delicate touch of his daughter's lips and didn't notice the sourness in Cheng Xue's words. Li Wenhao casually said, "As long as she's happy. We're leaving tomorrow morning, so we need to pack tonight." "I'll go upstairs to pack now, thanks Dad!" Li Jiao said, running upstairs. Li Wenhao watched his daughter's retreating figure. Her shapely buttocks, barely covered by her shorts, swayed with her slender waist, and his heart skipped a beat. His daughter was beautiful even as a child, and she had grown even more beautiful as she grew up, her figure developing a full, curvaceous figure. Every move she made exuded a charm that blended innocence and allure, even stunning him. He suddenly felt grateful that he had always been strict with his daughter's friendships, not giving those boys a chance to get close to Li Jiao. Cheng Xue, noticing Li Wenhao's absent-mindedness, became furious and followed him back to her room. That night, it was time for Li Wenhao to "deliver his dues" (i.e., his sexual activity). For some reason, he lacked interest tonight, even with Cheng Xue holding him and letting him do as he pleased. He still couldn't muster the desire. Cheng Xue was also nearing forty. She usually took good care of herself, but she couldn't compare to her younger days. Her skin was starting to sag, her waist was slightly fuller, and her breasts were sagging. She couldn't enjoy sex as much, and the thought of it only made her more listless. Li Wenhao stopped, turned his head away, and lay down to the side, patting Cheng Xue's hand. His voice was weary as he said, "Sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow. I've been too tired from work lately." He glanced at Cheng Xue, then turned over to sleep. Cheng Xue glared at the man's back, slightly annoyed. This was the first time she'd encountered such a situation. He could have told her he was tired; she had needs too. Rejected by Li Wenhao like this, her desire remained unfulfilled. What was wrong with this man? After tossing and turning, a thought flashed through her mind before she drifted off to sleep: Had this man met some shameless vixen outside? Listening to Cheng Xue's steady breathing, Li Wenhao couldn't fall asleep. He did have desires tonight, but not for Cheng Xue. Li Wenhao closed his eyes, the soft, fragrant scent of his daughter crashing into his arms earlier that day flashing before him. A restless desire for his daughter rose within him, imagining her moaning beneath him… Li Wenhao was startled by his own thoughts and abruptly opened his eyes. He felt deeply ashamed; she was his daughter, this thought was wrong, and such a thing was absolutely impossible. The next day, when Li Wenhao woke up, Cheng Xue had already prepared breakfast and was checking luggage in the living room. Li Wenhao looked up at the second floor and asked, "Where's Jiao Jiao? Still not up?" Cheng Xue glanced at him briefly, "Your good daughter is such a lazybones. Go see for yourself, I'm busy!" Li Wenhao didn't say anything more, finished his breakfast, and went upstairs to find Li Jiao. He knocked and then flung open the door. Li Wenhao was always close to his daughter, and knocking was merely a matter of habit and politeness. Li Jiao didn't find it inappropriate for her father to enter her room so casually. She glanced at Li Wenhao and said, "Dad, I'm not done yet. I don't know where I put my swimsuit!" She turned back to continue her rummaging. Li Jiao hadn't changed out of her nightgown yet; the short, thin nightgown clung to her beautiful curves. The light streaming in from the French windows couldn't hide her exquisite figure through the thin fabric. Li Wenhao walked over and sat at the foot of the bed, facing Li Jiao's back. His gaze was completely drawn to the glimpse of her panties peeking out from under her nightgown and her two long, snow-white legs below her shapely buttocks. A heat slowly ignited in Li Wenhao's lower abdomen. His eyes searched the delicate skin so close to his, and his mind conjured up images of the slit in her panties and his penis invading from behind! Li Wenhao supported himself with his hands behind his back, admiring his daughter closely. He knew such thoughts were wrong, but he couldn't control himself from admiring his daughter's sexiness. Li Jiao, completely unaware that her father was groping her from behind, searched again and finally found her swimsuit tucked among the other clothes. "Found it!" Li Jiao jumped up in surprise. Bending over for so long in one position caused her blood to stagnate, and she felt dizzy and her vision blurred. Losing her balance, she fell to one side, landing right in Li Wenhao's arms. Her entire body pressed against him, and her lips bumped against his Adam's apple. The beautiful woman on top of him was only wearing a thin nightgown, and Li Wenhao's desire was instantly ignited. But his daughter's body was still pressed against him, so he desperately suppressed his desire, his nervous swallowing causing his Adam's apple to bob rapidly. Li Jiao, seeing the amusement, momentarily forgot she was still on top of Li Wenhao. "Daddy, you're moving like that here, it's so cute," she said, her little hand stroking it. Taking advantage of her distraction, Li Wenhao gently ran his hands along Li Jiao's slender waist and snowy back, casually saying, "Really? Jiao Jiao is cute too." Li Jiao giggled and sat up straight. If he didn't know Li Jiao's innocence, Li Wenhao would have thought she was doing it on purpose! Li Jiao straddled his lower abdomen, her plump buttocks just an inch away from touching his already throbbing member! And because Li Jiao's nightgown was short, her private parts were only separated from him by a thin layer of underwear. Li Wenhao smiled bitterly to himself, wondering if this was a sweet torture. To avoid Li Jiao noticing his strange behavior, Li Wenhao grasped his daughter's slender waist and moved her away, saying, "Okay, get yourself ready first, we'll wait for you downstairs." He left the room as if escaping. Li Jiao pouted, feeling wronged by Li Wenhao's earlier push. Did her father not like her? She wasn't that heavy! Thinking of her father's strong chest during their brief contact, she couldn't help but blush, feeling incredibly shy. This was the first time she had been so close to such a mature man, and even her father seemed different. [02] After getting off the plane, the family got into the business car sent by the client and headed to the S City Grand Hotel near the sea. The S City Grand Hotel truly lived up to its reputation as the top resort hotel in S City. The hotel was only a dozen meters away from the beach. The hotel adopted a modern minimalist style, with guest rooms decorated mainly in light colors and simple furniture. The family stayed in a family suite, which had a living room and kitchen. Each of the two rooms had a small jacuzzi on the balcony. Opening the floor-to-ceiling windows, they could see the azure sea in the distance. The humid sea breeze blew the curtains, making them instantly feel like they were on vacation! After having lunch at the hotel restaurant, the family went back to their room to rest. Since Li Wenhao's meeting with the client was in the evening, Cheng Xue suggested that they go to the beach first. The beach was right next to the hotel. Cheng Xue changed into a two-piece swimsuit, which was rather conservative. After all, she was getting on in years, and her belly had gotten a bit bigger. This design was suitable for her to hide her flaws. Then Li Jiao changed into a bikini and came out—the same little swimsuit she wore that morning. The two small pieces of orange-red fabric barely covered anything, instead making her skin appear even whiter and more alluring. Li Wenhao felt an itch in his heart. Wouldn't his daughter be groped by other men as soon as she went out? Even he, usually so composed, couldn't help but feel a surge of desire; what about others? Plus, the beach was crowded, and there was always the risk of some scoundrels rubbing against her. Even the thought made Li Wenhao furious, but he couldn't show any of his feelings for his daughter, nor could he stop her from wearing a bikini. Could he say that he was jealous and wouldn't let her wear one? Wearing a bikini at the beach was perfectly normal. He could only stand by silently with a cold face. Cheng Xue and Li Jiao were unaware of Li Wenhao's inner turmoil. Grabbing towels, the group headed towards the beach. As evening approached, Cheng Xue and Li Jiao returned to the hotel with smiles on their faces, while Li Wenhao returned with a blank expression. He was seething with anger. Those scoundrels on the beach kept groping and flirting with Li Jiao; he'd dealt with one, and another would come along! Back at the hotel, he changed into a suit, his mood still unpleasant, and rushed off to meet his client. Li Jiao returned to the hotel, sneezing repeatedly, probably from catching a cold while swimming. After dinner, she took cold medicine and fell into a deep sleep. Late at night, Li Wenhao was helped into the hotel by his secretary. The emotional turmoil of the afternoon had led him to let his client drink excessively at the dinner table; as a result, he collapsed onto the sofa as soon as he entered the room. After a few attempts, he managed to get up and stumble into the room. He saw a small mound on the bed; from his angle, he could only see a tiny head peeking out from under the covers, its back to him. Why did Cheng Xue like to sleep like this today? Li Wenhao awkwardly took off his clothes, slipped into bed in his underwear, and... Pressing against her back, his hot hand slipped inside her nightgown to caress her. The desire he had suppressed that afternoon after seeing Li Jiao in her swimsuit reignited. Tonight, Cheng Xue seemed like a different person. Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, and her breasts, soft and smooth, seemed even more alluring than before."A little fuller." Li Wenhao closed his eyes, feeling her, showering her back with delicate kisses, inhaling her fragrance, his breathing becoming heavier. Why did Cheng Xue smell so sweet today, and why was she wearing a different style of slip dress than usual? Pulling down one strap, Li Wenhao rested his head on her neck, slightly opening his eyes to watch as he squeezed and deformed her breasts, letting him knead them. Her nipples became erect and bright red, bathed in the hazy moonlight from the window, creating a captivating scene. He straddled her thigh, his throbbing member rubbing against her shapely buttocks. Pulling the blankets off them, he revealed her nightgown, rolled up to her waist, exposing her full buttocks clad in lace panties. The woman lay on her side, her long legs crossed, and Li Wenhao could see the floral pattern outlined by her panties from behind! He pulled down his underwear, pulled out his swollen, erect penis, and eagerly thrust it into her vulva several times through the fabric. "Mmm..." The woman beneath him moaned softly. Li Wenhao immediately sensed something was wrong! Cheng Xue's voice wasn't usually this seductive. Half-sober, Li Wenhao leaned down and moved the woman's face towards him. This was his daughter! Had he drunkenly entered the wrong room? A mix of surprise, shame, and a strange, delightful feeling welled up within him. Li Jiao, due to the effects of the medication and her cold, slept soundly, mistaking the sensations of his touch for a dream—perhaps a wet dream. As her body heated up, she became immersed in her senses, letting Li Wenhao take liberties with her. The man looked at his hard penis, and the flower of wicked desire quietly bloomed. Li Jiao's continued sleep only fueled his desire. Bathed in the soft moonlight streaming through the window, Li Wenhao leaned down and kissed Li Jiao's cherry lips. The taste was fragrant, her full, cherry-like lips small and soft. The more he kissed, the more he enjoyed it. His hands caressed her back, pulling her closer. Her firm, full breasts pressed against his chest, and his manhood throbbed with excitement. While his mouth lingered on hers, he pulled down her nightgown, revealing her alabaster-like curves. Her breasts, swollen from his caresses, stood proudly erect. Li Jiao remained immersed in her "dream," only unconsciously letting out soft, alluring gasps. Li Wenhao gently removed her nightgown, then her lace panties, revealing the end of her long, slender legs, and that pink, delicate vulva. He bent Li Jiao's legs, revealing her already moist clitoris. Li Wenhao sighed inwardly: "What a little vixen!" Her tender vulva was smooth and moist. Li Wenhao took it into his mouth, sucking up the little bit of lustful fluid that flowed out, making a smacking sucking sound. Li Jiao was overwhelmed by desire, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. Her legs clamped around his head, while her plump buttocks were raised to facilitate Li Wenhao's teasing. After teasing for a while, Li Wenhao touched her muddy little slit, inserting his middle finger into her tender vulva, while his thumb rubbed her clitoris. His finger slowly thrust in and out of the tight vulva. He hadn't expected Jiao Jiao's vulva to be so tight! Even his fingers were finding it difficult to move. "Ah... um..." Li Jiao couldn't help but moan intermittently even in her dream. Her vulva gradually began to taste the pleasure, and lustful fluid flowed out. Her buttocks subconsciously arched up to meet his touch. Li Wenhao was also burning with desire, stimulated by Li Jiao's lewd actions, but he couldn't take his daughter for himself right now. He was filled with bitterness. He withdrew his fingers, guided his already purplish penis, moistened with his daughter's vaginal fluid, and rubbed it up and down against her petals. The large glans, the size of a goose egg, would sometimes gently rub against her vulva, sometimes poke randomly at the entrance. Still unsatisfied, he placed Li Jiao's legs on his waist, bent down, and squeezed his glans into her fleshy slit. He inserted a few inches, stopping at the barrier. Li Jiao twisted her hips uncomfortably, panting softly. Her vulva contracted repeatedly, squeezing his glans with each breath, like being sucked on. Li Wenhao's breathing was already rapid. He gently thrust a few times at the entrance, then withdrew his penis and began masturbating. Soon, Li Wenhao ejaculated, the thick, white semen wetting Li Jiao's labia—a scene of utter depravity. Li Wenhao calmed himself, got out of bed to clean up in the bathroom. Li Jiao, her face flushed, remained fast asleep, completely unaware of the defilement her father had just inflicted upon her. Li Wenhao cleaned her up, restored her to her original state, and left the room. Several days had passed since Li Jiao returned from her beach vacation, and she often thought about the night she caught a cold. Although there was no evidence that anyone had entered her room that day, the sensation of those large hands in her dream was too real, as was the fullness of her lower body feeling the hot, hard object inside her. She felt that perhaps it wasn't a dream, and in her hazy state, she seemed to see her father, Li Wenhao's, face... A jolt of fear shot through her. Could the mysterious person that night have been her father?! Perhaps startled by her own guess, Li Jiao's eyes widened, and she hugged herself tightly. The sensation of those large hands kneading her breasts seemed even clearer. Could it really have been her father? Li Jiao's mind was in turmoil. She opened a video chat on her computer and vaguely told her friend about that night. "...So you suspect your father, right?" Wang Tingting asked, scooping a spoonful of pudding from the other end of the video. Li Jiao blushed: "I already said it was a friend who asked!" This elicited laughter from the other end of the video: "Don't pretend, we've been friends for so many years, I know you well enough."The sensation of those large hands kneading her breasts seemed even clearer now. Could it really be her father? Li Jiao's mind was in turmoil. She opened a video chat on her computer and vaguely recounted what had happened that night to her friend. "...So you suspect your father?" Wang Tingting asked, scooping a spoonful of pudding from the other end of the video. Li Jiao blushed. "I already said it was a friend who asked!" This elicited a burst of laughter from the other end of the video. "Don't pretend. We've been friends for so many years, I know you well enough to know yourself."The sensation of those large hands kneading her breasts seemed even clearer now. Could it really be her father? Li Jiao's mind was in turmoil. She opened a video chat on her computer and vaguely recounted what had happened that night to her friend. "...So you suspect your father?" Wang Tingting asked, scooping a spoonful of pudding from the other end of the video. Li Jiao blushed. "I already said it was a friend who asked!" This elicited a burst of laughter from the other end of the video. "Don't pretend. We've been friends for so many years, I know you well enough to know yourself."
Facing the camera, Li Jiao stopped trying to hide it and pouted, saying, "Then what do you suggest? How do I know if it's really my dad?" Wang Tingting's face returned to seriousness: "Then... if it really is your dad, what do you plan to do?" "I... I don't know... this kind of thing..." "Do you like your dad?" Wang Tingting thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you object to your dad doing this?"
"I... but, this kind of thing is... not allowed..." Li Jiao frowned, deep in thought. "Okay, let's ask it the other way around. If your dad disliked you, how would you feel?" She continued to guide her. "If my dad didn't like me, I would be unhappy, and I would feel a pang of sadness..." Li Jiao clutched her chest, the thought of this possibility was anything but pleasant. "So, if you like your dad and don't object to his intimacy, you like him, right? I'm talking about romantic love!" Wang Tingting stated her reasoning. Li Jiao seemed to suddenly understand. She really liked her dad? And it was romantic love between a man and a woman? She couldn't deny that she was infatuated with her father. He was tall and handsome, mature and steady, considerate, and very loving towards her, unlike the immature boys at school. So, did she really like him? Because of this, the thought that Li Wenhao didn't like her made her feel a pang of pain in her heart... [03] Revealing and Exploring the Dreamer That night, only Li Jiao was left at home. Li Wenhao hadn't gotten off work yet, Cheng Xue had gone out to play cards with the wives' group and would probably be back late again. The hourly housekeeper had already finished get off work, and there was no one to prepare dinner. Li Jiao hesitated before calling Li Wenhao. "Baby, what's wrong?" Li Wenhao rarely called Li Jiao "baby" on his way home, but perhaps after that passionate night, "baby" just slipped out naturally. "...Dad...when are you off work? Mom went out to play cards, and there's no one to cook at home..." Hearing the soft "baby," Li Jiao's face flushed red, and she couldn't help but say in a coquettish tone. Hearing Li Jiao's soft, sweet voice, Li Wenhao felt a surge of emotion, and said with a touch of tenderness, "I'm on my way, baby. Have some snacks first, don't go hungry. Daddy will make something delicious when he gets back." "Hurry up, I'm so sleepy." After hanging up, Li Jiao thought for a long time and decided to carry out Tingting's test plan that night. She went back to her room to shower first, then put on the nightgown Tingting had given her before, which, according to Tingting, was a blend of innocence and sexiness. Li Jiao looked in the mirror, her beautiful face flushed, her red lips slightly upturned. The nightgown was a halter style, not very revealing in the front, but the highlight was the back, where only two crossed straps revealed a large expanse of her snowy back, the rest of the fabric barely covering her shapely buttocks. Tingting's plan was to repeat the scene, having her pretend to be asleep to test her father's reaction. Li Jiao felt a mix of trepidation and excitement! When she got home, it was pitch black, the lights weren't on, and the sweet girl who had said she would wait for him wasn't there. Li Wenhao called out "Jiaojiao" a few times in confusion, but there was still no response. He went upstairs and pushed open Li Jiao's bedroom door. Only a dim, warm nightlight illuminated the beauty on the bed. He locked the door, tiptoed to his daughter's bedside, and gently called her name a few times. Li Jiao remained fast asleep. He sat down beside her, gazing at her languid sleeping face—full lips, long eyelashes, delicate features—everything about her was so alluring. Li Wenhao sighed and leaned down to examine his daughter's face closely. He held his breath, afraid of waking her. With her face so close, Li Wenhao inhaled the virginal fragrance emanating from her, recalling the passion of that night. This temptation almost made him lose control again. He gently touched his daughter's face with the back of his hand, tracing down to her delicate collarbone, her smooth skin slightly flushed. He slipped one hand under her nightgown, cupping half of her breast, feeling her slight tremor beneath him. Li Wenhao stopped, checking on his daughter. Seeing she hadn't woken up, he continued his actions. The feel and shape of his hand were just as beautiful as that night. He pulled down her neckline, and a round breast bounced out, adorned with a pink cherry. Li Wenhao lowered his head and took the sweet bud into his mouth, his tongue circling around the nipple, his rough hands kneading her breast. Li Jiao's nipples stood erect, and she desperately tried to suppress the tingling sensation coming from her vagina. Li Wenhao knew that his daughter might wake up at any moment, but he really couldn't resist, even if it was just to taste his daughter's flavor again. Li Wenhao was already lying on his side next to her, his hands moving hotly and ravaging his daughter's buttocks. Buried in Li Jiao's chest, he didn't notice that the girl beneath him was biting her rosy lips tightly... His lustful hands moved up her buttocks and touched a bare, snowy back. Li Wenhao stared in astonishment at Li Jiao's uncovered back, a patch of snow-white skin exposed to the air, the crisscrossing straps giving him the urge to tear them off. How could his Jiao Jiao buy such sexy clothes...? Li Jiao's breathing became erratic, and Li Wenhao, who was pressed against her, felt it too. He thought to himself, "Is Jiao Jiao pretending to be asleep?" He looked up to examine her. Li Jiao was still an inexperienced little girl, no match for the experienced Li Tianhao. Li Tianhao observed his daughter's trembling eyelashes and clenched fist. He knew Li Jiao was pretending to be asleep. His mind raced. Perhaps Jiao Jiao was testing him; otherwise, she wouldn't be wearing such a nightgown. And since she was pretending to be asleep, maybe she wasn't averse to it? Since his daughter wasn't waking up to expose him, he didn't need to rush to reveal his true colors. Li Tianhao's lust intensified, and he became even bolder. He pulled down the straps of his daughter's nightgown, revealing two delicate breasts. He pinched and teased one nipple, while he took the other into his mouth. Li Jiao bit her lips tightly to suppress the moan that was about to escape her lips. Li Tianhao's actions robbed her of her thoughts. Her whole body went numb, her breasts swelled, and the sight of her father suckling like a baby stimulated her reason and emotions. Desire rose in her lower abdomen, and her genitals began to secrete fragrant, lustful fluid. Li Jiao was ashamed of her body's reaction, but she continued to pretend. At this moment, she was at a loss. The only way to avoid embarrassment for both of them was to continue pretending.
Li Tianhao observed Li Jiao's arousal and thought his chance had arrived! He took off his clothes, and before Li Jiao could react, he pulled her hand to his chest, his erection rubbing against her vulva. Li Jiao couldn't withstand such teasing and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. "Mmm..." This made Li Tianhao smile, pretending not to know Li Jiao was awake, and he kissed along her collarbone. The man's passionate breath enveloped Li Jiao, clouding her reason. The man licked down her nipples, murmuring softly, "Baby...mmm...you're so beautiful..." His deep, husky voice was like an aphrodisiac, shattering her reason. Li Jiao, in a daze, arched her chest to meet Li Tianhao's licking, her hips beginning to sway. Li Tianhao's hand slid down Li Jiao's bare back, grabbing and kneading one of her buttocks, occasionally brushing against her labia. Soon, his fingers were soaked with her juices. He pulled down her panties, and before Li Jiao could fully register what was happening, he lowered his head and kissed her vulva. His tongue skillfully swirled between the petals. He spread Li Jiao's thighs, watching her vulva overflow with juices, a few sparse hairs clinging to her white flesh. Li Tianhao licked up the flowing fluids, this was the taste of his daughter! "So sweet… Jiao Jiao's taste is so sweet…" Li Tianhao uttered lewd words, and Li Jiao's body grew even hotter, her vulva beginning to contract and beg for more pleasure. Li Tianhao inserted his middle finger; the tight, warm flesh was enough to drive anyone mad, and he increased the speed of his finger's thrusts. Overwhelmed by intense desire, Li Jiao could no longer pretend. "Mmm… Ah… No… Daddy, no…" she cried, pushing the man away, but he remained unmoved. Li Wenhao added another finger, inserting it into her tender opening. Her flower core was already overflowing with lustful fluid, and his hand was wet with the slippery liquid. "Don't what?... Jiaojiao... say it... hmm?" Li Jiao couldn't speak. Her reason told her she should stop this mistake, but her body and her emotions were experiencing pleasure. The contradiction between the two impacted her soul, and it remained to be seen which side would ultimately prevail. Li Wenhao lifted Li Jiao's upturned buttocks, spreading her legs to expose her flower opening. He lay on top of Li Jiao, his hot penis poking wildly at the base of her thighs, making Li Jiao gasp helplessly: "Ah... no... hmm..." Li Wenhao's thick eyebrows furrowed, suppressing his desire, and he pressed his thick penis against the entrance of her petals. The dark red mushroom head squeezed into her lustful opening, and the tight, warm nest was now a paradise on earth. The invasion of her paradise caused her to ache and contract incessantly. Li Jiao cried out in pain, her eyes red as she pleaded with Li Wenhao, "Mmm...no...Daddy. No..." Li Wenhao was gripped by waves of pleasure, and several times he was about to ejaculate. He could no longer heed her pleas as his penis slowly penetrated deeper. "Baby, be good...you'll like it...baby's so beautiful...you're so tight I almost came..." He said, taking Li Jiao's breast into his mouth, the soft flesh being stirred, distracting her. His large penis continued to thrust in, mixed with her juices, penetrating four inches, difficult and painful. Her tender hole was already full, with a large section still uninserted. Li Jiao's cherry lips parted slightly as she gasped, "It hurts...ah...it hurts so much..." Her tight honey hole felt like it was being pierced by a hot, hard rod. The pain was unbearable, and her fingers involuntarily dug into Li Wenhao's thick back. Li Wenhao's penis was tightly wrapped in her honeyed flesh. "Baby, be good, bear with it, it won't hurt anymore soon..." He stopped moving. The girl opened her eyes, looking at the man's eyes, red with desire, his rapid breathing revealing his tenderness and forbearance. Li Jiao felt a warmth in her heart, no longer caring about anything else, letting herself sink into lust. Li Wenhao saw Li Jiao's soft acceptance of him, and was filled with joy. With a thrust of her hips towards her clitoris, she pierced the hymen, and Li Jiao cried out softly, tears welling in her eyes, pushing against Li Wenhao's chest with her momentum. Li Wenhao inserted most of his penis, "Baby...I love you..." He thrust forward forcefully, breaking through the barrier and penetrating several inches, his thick penis reaching her very core. Looking at his daughter, whose tears were brought forth by such tearing pain, and how beautifully she embraced him, Li Wenhao felt a warmth he had never experienced before. He tenderly kissed her tightly clenched red lips, gently teasing and playing with her fragrant lips. Because Li Jiao's vagina was shallow and narrow, he still couldn't fully penetrate, with some of his penis still outside. He picked up a small pillow and placed it under Li Jiao's waist, thrusting hard dozens of times. Li Jiao gradually began to taste the pleasure, softening her body to accept and embrace Li Wenhao's penis. Li Wenhao kissed her pretty face: "Jiaojiao...is it comfortable...hmm?" He then grabbed Li Jiao's legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, thrusting all the way in, fiercely pounding into her cunt. Through teary eyes, Li Jiao watched as her thighs were draped over her father's shoulders. Because her buttocks were raised, her slightly upturned gaze revealed a lewd scene: a large, baby-sized penis inserted into her private parts. Her labia, now deep red with desire, enveloped the thick, hard shaft. With each thrust, the penis became wet, and she could feel the unbearable stimulation of the intrusion into her tender orifice. She even wished he would thrust harder, faster…
The scene was too obscene. Li Jiao knew it was wrong, but her body couldn't help but succumb. The man didn't miss his daughter's reaction. Sensing her hesitation and pleasure, he quickened his pace. "Ah… umm… Dad… ooh…" Li Jiao's snow-white skin turned pink, her eyes filled with a seductive allure. Li Wenhao was also burning with excitement. His daughter's vagina was truly a paradise, so beautiful and tight. "It's so tight…" A hoarse, lustful voice sounded in her ear as Li Wenhao licked Li Jiao's small earlobe. The sensitivity in her cochlea sent a tingling sensation down Li Jiao's spine, and her vaginal fluids flowed even more, soaking a patch of the blanket. Waves of excitement surged through her clitoris, and Li Jiao reached out to embrace Li Wenhao, their lips entwining in playful teasing. Receiving the signal, the man's thick, long penis thrust even more fiercely into her tender opening, each stroke hitting her clitoris. Li Jiao, experiencing this for the first time, couldn't withstand such intensity; her loud moans echoed in the room. Li Wenhao's breathing became rapid and shallow. His daughter's vagina was so beautiful and tight. Li Jiao's full breasts bounced up and down with each thrust, and he pressed her long legs against her breasts, deepening the cleavage. His penis pumped rapidly up and down, thousands of times, before he ejaculated. After the passion subsided, Li Wenhao didn't immediately clean up; he simply held Li Jiao and nestled on the bed. Li Jiao, having just climaxed, had fainted and was now completely at his mercy. Looking at his daughter's beautiful face, Li Wenhao felt incredibly happy. The pleasure of having such a pretty and delicate girl was incomparable to that of Cheng Xue. His desire for his daughter made him realize his own feelings. He didn't regret this forbidden love. What surprised him was Jiaojiao's obedience. Everything so beautiful now belonged to him. [04] Love is hard to be pure. At this moment, Cheng Xue was drinking alone in the club, not joining the card game. Perhaps she was acting very strangely today. Mrs. Lin, who had just been replaced, came over and stopped Cheng Xue's wine glass. Mrs. Lin asked suspiciously, "Are you in a bad mood today?" "What could be good or bad? It's still the same." Cheng Xue smiled faintly, picked up her wine glass and took another sip. "Is something wrong at home? Hey, you're acting very strangely today. Tell me about it." Mrs. Lin frowned at Cheng Xue. Cheng Xue's expression didn't seem like she was fine. Cheng Xue's face fell. She was probably feeling very stifled by Li Wenhao's unusual behavior recently. At this moment, she also needed to confide in him. Slowly, she began, "It's all about the man in the house. I think he's been acting strangely lately, especially with that kind of thing. You know... is he going through menopause or something?" Mrs. Lin, upon hearing this, suddenly became serious and said, "You don't know this? Your man isn't old. Menopause is impossible, right? He's so cold towards you... and so suddenly? This... most likely he's seeing someone else!"
Cheng Xue had vaguely thought this too, and now that Mrs. Lin had said it, more than half of her suspicions were likely true. Mrs. Lin said with some concern, "Not to be rude, but your husband is too good for you. Money aside, just his looks could attract a few cunning young girls. If you feel something's wrong, you can test him first." Then she added sarcastically, "Besides, all men are the same. They all like eighteen-year-old girls. Don't be so naive as to expect them to be completely obedient; that's absolutely impossible! We women just need to maintain our position at home. Besides, if they go out to have fun, we can too!" Mrs. Lin smiled ambiguously and gave Cheng Xue a meaningful look. Although Cheng Xue didn't completely agree, she didn't deny that Mrs. Lin's words made some sense. She hadn't quite processed it yet; everything had happened so suddenly, and Li Wenhao, even when indifferent, wouldn't ignore her like this. The possibility of her husband having an affair kept churning in Cheng Xue's mind, making her even more depressed. Cheng Xue chimed in, "Yes, if they go out looking for someone, we can too, haha." Mrs. Lin, seeing Cheng Xue's dismissive expression, sneered inwardly: Don't think you're so special; your husband still goes out looking for someone, tsk. Cheng Xue didn't participate much in other activities of the wives' group, and because of her harmonious family life, she didn't realize that her previous happiness was making some of the wives uncomfortable. Mrs. Lin tentatively suggested, "Why don't you stay a little later? We'll invite some friends over."
Cheng Xue held her wine glass, hesitant. She knew the nature of those friends and wanted to refuse, but then she thought about Li Wenhao's recent behavior and coldness, and she didn't want to go home so early. After a moment's thought, Cheng Xue nodded, agreeing. She didn't see the slight, sarcastic smile on Mrs. Lin's lips next door… A while later, the ladies got tired, put down their mahjong, and gathered on the sofa to listen to music and eat and drink. There was a knock on the door of the private room, and a group of young men entered, greeting the ladies familiarly and sitting down one by one. Clearly, they were friends the ladies frequently met. A handsome young man was led by Mrs. Lin to sit next to Cheng Xue. Mrs. Lin introduced them with a smile: "Cheng Xue, this is Xiao Yu, she just graduated and started working. Xiao Yu, this is Sister Cheng, she's been feeling down lately, please keep her company." Seeing that the two had no objections, Mrs. Lin left. The young man, fresh out of college, was quite shy. Xiaoyu, probably also on her first date like this, had her ears turning red. Seeing his awkwardness, Cheng Xue considerately started the conversation: "Xiaoyu, right? Is this your first time here?"
"Um…yes, it's my first time…" Xiaoyu turned to look at Cheng Xue. Hearing his answer, Cheng Xue couldn't help but mischievously ask, "Oh? So you're a virgin too? Hehe." The young man blushed immediately and lowered his head, refusing to answer. "Just kidding, hehe, don't be like that, they'll say I'm bullying you." Cheng Xue handed him a glass of wine, glancing at the ladies having fun on the other side, teasing him. The young man took the glass and drank it all in one gulp, then choked on the alcohol. Cheng Xue gently patted his back. Xiaoyu's awkwardness reminded her of her own naiveté in college. Back then, she had liked Li Wenhao early on and hadn't paid attention to other boys, so now, meeting these boys felt fresh and exciting. Xiao Yu's eyes sparkled; Cheng Xue's actions warmed his heart. This was his first time being brought here by his senior colleague. He hadn't been working long, and his senior had said that interacting with these wealthy women would increase his opportunities. He had expected to be treated disrespectfully, but Cheng Xue was so gentle, and her mature charm was even more attractive… Cheng Xue was unaware of Xiao Yu's feelings; tonight, she simply didn't want to go home and face her husband's coldness. The young man's obedience and naivety were quite to her liking. "Sister Cheng… are you unhappy? I… I can keep you company… um… have a drink, hehe." A hint of melancholy in Cheng Xue's expression stirred Xiao Yu's pity. He took Cheng Xue's hand beside him; these women out for entertainment were probably lonely too. Feeling the young man's care, Cheng Xue hoped to relax and accept his advances…
The young man, fresh out of college and full of youthful vigor, felt a surge of secret joy mixed with a burning desire as he held Cheng Xue's well-maintained hand. This contact with a man, the faint scent of perfume on Cheng Xue, all felt both unfamiliar and exciting to him. "Sister Cheng… um, I… I…" Xiao Yu, his heart burning with desire, didn't know what to say, only moving closer to Cheng Xue's face as he spoke. Cheng Xue turned to look at him in confusion, but unexpectedly, their distance was quite close, and suddenly the young man's lips brushed against hers, kissing her lips. Both froze. Cheng Xue reacted first, picking up her wine glass and moving away. Xiao Yu nervously clutched his clothes, afraid Cheng Xue would think he was doing it on purpose. His face was pale and his body stiffened. It was just a minor incident, and Cheng Xue, no young girl, didn't take it to heart. Smiling, she said, "Xiao Yu, right? Come, let's have a drink." The ladies on the other side were chatting and joking, unaware of what was happening. Cheng Xue couldn't remember how much she had drunk. Feeling dizzy, she knew she couldn't drive home that day. The club did have rooms for overnight guests, and this was her first time staying there. Xiao Yu, worried, helped her find a room. Though he called it helping, Cheng Xue was practically leaning half her body against him. Looking at the drunken woman in his arms, though much older than him, her well-maintained face still showed youthful beauty. The woman's softness, unlike a man's, aroused a young man's desire. His hand on Cheng Xue's waist gradually moved upwards. Xiao Yu entered the room and opened the door, glancing at Cheng Xue's reaction. Seeing no displeasure, he became bolder. Although he was a virgin, what teenage boy wasn't curious about the opposite sex? Hadn't he seen adult films? He placed Cheng Xue on the bed, studied her for a moment, went into the bathroom, wrung out a damp towel, and used it to cool her neck. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but seeing the woman's flushed face, Xiaoyu became emboldened and pressed down on her, groping her... Cheng Xue vaguely felt those large hands violating her. She hadn't lost consciousness; she knew this man wasn't her husband. She tried to push him away, but the masculine scent surrounding her aroused her passion, and slowly she stopped resisting those large hands, gradually cooperating with the man's movements... [05] Bewildered by his daughter's affections, Li Wenhao woke up after resting and went to the pharmacy first, then packed a dinner to take home. It was already late at night when he got home, and Cheng Xue hadn't returned yet. After a moment's thought, Li Wenhao picked up his phone and dialed. Cheng Xue sometimes came home late, but she would always leave a message. The ringing ended, but there was no response. Li Wenhao didn't think too much about it; after all, Cheng Xue was an adult, and he knew those wives. Thinking that his daughter was still waiting for him in the room, he didn't care about anything else. When Li Jiao woke up, Li Wenhao was applying ointment to her private parts. "Ah... Daddy... what are you doing?" Li Jiao propped herself up, looking at her father who was between her legs. The man's hand was still inside her. Shocked and ashamed, she kicked at Li Wenhao. The man grabbed Li Jiao's foot as she tried to push him away. Li Wenhao lowered his head and kissed the back of her foot, then looked up and said gently, "Jiaojiao, don't move. I just applied the medicine, be good." But his eyes were scanning between Li Jiao's exposed white thighs. Li Jiao met the man's burning gaze, her heart tightened, and she choked out in shame and anger, "No, don't do this... You're my father! Don't do this... What if Mom finds out?!" She broke free from Li Wenhao's grip and closed her legs. Li Wenhao lowered his eyes and remained silent, seemingly not hearing Li Jiao's words. His large hand slid up her foot and lingered on her buttocks. Faced with the silent Li Wenhao, a sense of fear rose in Li Jiao's heart. It was the first time she had seen Li Wenhao so silent, ignoring the lewd hand on her buttocks. For Li Wenhao, who had carved out his own niche in the treacherous business world, conquering a naive prey like Li Jiao was a piece of cake. Li Wenhao sat on the bed, pressing slightly against Li Jiao, his dark eyes fixed on her. He knew Li Jiao hadn't accepted their relationship; she had only been blinded by lust at the time. "Don't you like it?" he asked, his deliberately lowered voice brushing against Li Jiao's sensitive spot. "I...I..." Li Jiao couldn't refute Li Wenhao's words. Half of what happened tonight was her fault. If she hadn't wanted to test him, hadn't deliberately worn that dress, hadn't harbored feelings for him, why would she have dared to try something like this, knowing it was against ethics... The deeper Li Jiao thought about it, the more self-reproach and sorrow she felt. Her beautiful face became even more mournful, and she lowered her head, sobbing softly. Li Wenhao had been watching her reaction closely. Now, with tears streaming down her beautiful face and a sorrowful expression, he sighed inwardly: What a foolish girl. As for ethics, he stopped caring about them the moment he kissed his daughter. He only cared about their feelings and his daughter's reaction. What he didn't expect was that things would go so smoothly. Cheng Xue's outing tonight gave them an opportunity to get what they wanted. He no longer had to express his desire for his daughter only in his dreams every night. But this matter still needed to be kept from Cheng Xue... "You didn't do anything wrong, Jiao Jiao. Daddy likes you very much. Don't think like that, my good baby." Lifting her head to wipe her tears, Li Wenhao kept gently pecking at her lips. Li Jiao was so gently comforted by him that she stopped thinking too much and became immersed in the man's gentle actions. Li Wenhao's breath enveloped her tightly, gradually deepening the kiss. He captured his daughter's lips and ravaged them. One hand caressed her bare back, while the other hand moved down to pinch a full breast. The nipple was erect, and the soft flesh collided between his fingers. The man's hands were rough, arousing even more pleasure on her delicate skin. Li Jiao shyly pressed down on the man's hands, but he controlled them, cupping her breasts. Li Wenhao lowered his head and suckled on one nipple, his tongue licking the surrounding flesh. Li Jiao watched her breasts being suckled by her father like an infant, and moaned with suppressed excitement. When the man's lips parted, her nipples were already swollen and moistened. "Baby, you're so beautiful... Look, I can't even hold them all..." The man cupped her breasts with both hands, unable to grasp them with one. Hearing Li Wenhao's lewd words, Li Jiao turned her head away and bit her slender fingers to stifle her cries, her heart churning with conflicting ethics and lust. Having just experienced the baptism of passion, Li Jiao was still incredibly sensitive despite her physical exhaustion and soreness, and she couldn't help but succumb to the man's actions. "Ah..." Li Jiao, being a virgin, felt her swollen vulva stirred, and she couldn't help but cry out. Li Wenhao stopped, his breathing still rapid, his eyes burning with desire, suppressing his burgeoning lust. His daughter's lips, still swollen from the ointment, were still swollen, so Li Wenhao could only control his desire. The man tenderly caressed her body, occasionally rubbing his erection against her skin, but didn't continue with anything else. Li Jiao glanced at him shyly. After a while, Li Wenhao barely managed to suppress his desire, pulling the blanket over Li Jiao. He then went out to bring in dinner, considerately setting up a small table on the bed for Li Jiao to eat on. The dishes on the tray were all Li Jiao's favorites. Li Jiao loved spicy food, but Cheng Xue couldn't, so the family rarely catered to Li Jiao's tastes. "Daddy, eat with us too..." Li Jiao took the bowl and whispered to Li Wenhao. Li Wenhao paused, looked up at her, and pinched Li Jiao's flushed cheek, smiling indulgently, "Jiao Jiao, feed me, okay?" Having expended a lot of energy, they quickly finished off the dishes. By the time Li Wenhao had cleared away the dishes, Li Jiao was already asleep in bed. The man took off his clothes, pulled up the blanket, and nestled behind Li Jiao, gently embracing her. "Daddy...is Mommy back?" Li Jiao was slightly awakened by the disturbance, realizing she hadn't noticed Cheng Xue at home, and asked, voicing her concerns. Li Wenhao kissed her forehead and said, "She's not back, baby, don't worry about that. Sleep." The two fell asleep in each other's arms. [06] The Couple's Secret Encounter: Since the day the father and daughter were lost in passion, Li Wenhao hadn't disturbed Li Jiao much. Although they had confessed their feelings that night, they needed to give Li Jiao some time to process things. Having confirmed his daughter's feelings for him, he wasn't in a hurry to win this inevitable battle. However, Cheng Xue had been acting strangely lately. Besides spending more time at home than usual, her previous subtle complaints about him had lessened considerably. Cheng Xue was good at hiding it, but who was he? A seasoned businessman was particularly sensitive to unusual situations. Li Wenhao pondered this when there was a knock on the study door. "Come in," Cheng Xue opened the door, smiling. "What are you still busy with? Go downstairs and have some fruit, don't overwork yourself." She closed her laptop and came behind Li Wenhao to massage his shoulders and neck. "Have you been very busy lately? You don't look too well." Although Li Wenhao was middle-aged, he maintained a good physique, and as his wife, she naturally cared about his health. "I'm fine, I'll be better in a while," Li Wenhao replied casually, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes. He used to enjoy his wife's thoughtfulness, but since he had developed feelings for his daughter, his feelings for Cheng Xue had grown increasingly distant. He married her because his family pressured him, and he was busy with his career. Cheng Xue had been pursuing him, so they got married. Looking back, he didn't have deep feelings for her, let alone love. He'd slowly plan to divorce her later… After a moment of silence, Li Wenhao turned to Cheng Xue and asked suspiciously, “By the way, why didn't you come home the other day?” Cheng Xue was startled, her eyes flickering as she awkwardly turned her head away, saying, “It's nothing, it was just too late. I had a few drinks with them and couldn't drive, so I spent the night at the club. I fell asleep and didn't hear your call.” She smiled to cover it up. These small movements didn't escape Li Wenhao's notice. He said calmly, “Oh, it's good that you're alright. Usually when you go out…”"Be careful." "Okay," Cheng Xue replied. Li Wenhao didn't say anything more. Although he was puzzled by Cheng Xue's unusual behavior, he didn't think too much about it. Everyone has secrets, even husband and wife. Since Cheng Xue didn't want to talk about it, he didn't need to ask. The two went downstairs, but Li Jiao wasn't there. Cheng Xue liked to make individual fruit platters so that everyone could eat separately. Li Wenhao picked up a fruit salad and asked, "Where's Jiao Jiao? Did she go back to her room?" "Probably. Don't worry about her. She'll come down to eat in a bit. Have you and your daughter been having some trouble lately?" Seeing that the father and daughter seemed a little estranged, she asked jokingly. "Hehe, what trouble could there be? She's in a bad mood because school is about to start. I'll go upstairs and check on her," Li Wenhao said, pretending not to care. He then picked up Li Jiao's fruit and went upstairs. He knocked on the door and waited for a long time before Li Jiao opened it. She must have been taking a shower and was only wearing a towel when she answered the door. When she saw Li Wenhao, she was startled and moved aside to let him in. After calming down these past few days, she no longer felt resistant towards Li Wenhao. However, she felt he was avoiding her. She couldn't help but wonder if he had regretted his actions, or if their encounter was just a fleeting thrill. Seeing him approach her now, her emotions surged, and tears welled up uncontrollably. As soon as Li Wenhao closed the door, her daughter burst into tears. Her rounded shoulders, exposed by the towel wrapped around her, heaved, her face flushed red from the heat, her expression filled with sorrow. Two clear tears seemed to burn Li Wenhao's heart. He put down the fruit plate he was holding and pulled Li Jiao into his arms. Patting her back gently, he comforted her, saying, "What's wrong, my darling? Don't cry, don't cry, it's all my fault."
Li Jiao cried fiercely, quickly soaking Li Wenhao's pajamas. "I'll give you some peace and quiet these next few days, otherwise do you think I don't miss you?" Li Wenhao teased, looking at her. Li Jiao turned her head away. Li Wenhao had existed in her heart as her father for over ten years; a complete change in a short time was impossible. She hadn't expected this man to be so considerate; she was touched by his gentle treatment of her despite his wisdom and composure. Looking up into the deep affection in his eyes, Li Jiao wrapped her arms around his waist and said, "I thought you..."
Before she could finish, the man lowered his head and sealed her lips with his. After a passionate kiss, they parted, slightly breathless. Li Wenhao knew the unfinished meaning in Li Jiao's words; he didn't want to hear any doubt about him from his daughter. Her lips, now even more moist and red after the punishment, were pressed tightly against him through the towel, her curves alluring. Li Wenhao's eyes darkened; he had only suppressed his desire these past few days out of love for her... He pinned Li Jiao against the wall, silently asking his daughter's opinion. Li Jiao, of course, understood the man's desires. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, her tongue teasingly swirling around him with her inexperienced tongue, her eyes closed as she pleased him. Li Wenhao enjoyed his daughter's initiative. He pressed his upper body against hers, lifting one of her long, white legs and placing it on his waist. The two were instantly intimately connected. His already hot, erect penis rubbed against her tender lower body through his pants. Li Jiao had rushed to open the door and hadn't put on her underwear yet. The restlessness of adolescence was easily ignited. Li Jiao's body went limp from Li Wenhao's teasing, and she slid down. The man caught her buttocks, then pulled aside the towel, roughly kneading and squeezing her breasts, which they hadn't seen for days. Li Jiao leaned against the wall, panting, but the man's movements didn't stop. Li Wenhao buried his face in his daughter's breasts, the soft flesh pressing against him. The pent-up desire of several days, like a runaway horse, drove the man down his pants, pulling out his thick penis. He cradled Li Jiao's buttocks with one hand, accommodating her height. The clear, fragrant fluid flowing from her tender opening moistened the large, egg-shaped glans. His shaft advanced towards her clitoris, each step enveloped by her tight, moist flesh. Li Wenhao didn't engage in much foreplay; his pent-up desire of several days wouldn't allow him much restraint, especially since his daughter in his arms was now completely receptive to him. He thrust deep into her, dozens of times, letting Li Jiao gradually adjust to his size, before increasing the force of his thrusts. The slapping sounds of their bodies colliding echoed lewdly. Li Jiao suppressed a moan, saying, "Daddy...Mommy's still outside..." Li Wenhao knew this, and it was precisely this that excited him even more. He said mischievously, "Just don't make a sound, Jiao Jiao." Then his penis continued its piston-like motion, even spreading Li Jiao's legs wider and penetrating deeper. Li Jiao bit her cherry lips, giving him a hazy, coquettish look. Her buttocks, however, rose with each thrust, her full breasts swaying up and down. The two, drenched in sweat from their lust, didn't ignore the sounds outside. It seemed to be Cheng Xue coming upstairs. Li Wenhao heard it too and slowed his movements. Li Jiao watched him nervously, pushing against his chest. Her vaginal muscles gripped his root tightly, almost drawing him to ejaculation. He punished her with a few hard thrusts, each one barely making a sound. Only after hearing Cheng Xue open and close the door did he finally ejaculate after thousands more thrusts. [07] Sleeping in the same bed, but with different feelings, a rival appears. After his lovemaking with his daughter, Li Wenhao hurriedly showered in the outer bathroom before returning to his room. Unexpectedly, Cheng Xue took the initiative to make love to him. Li Wenhao hadn't touched Cheng Xue for over a month. Knowing this would make her suspect he was having an affair, he still couldn't muster the energy. Having tasted true pleasure, everything else was just a compromise. Li Wenhao pushed Cheng Xue away, deliberately putting on a dark face, and said, "I've been preoccupied with company matters lately; I'm not in the mood."
Hearing this, Cheng Xue stared strangely at his profile, trying to discern whether he was lying. Seeing Li Wenhao's calm expression, she said with slight anger, "You... Hmph! You have no feelings for me, but you do for your daughter!" Li Wenhao was secretly alarmed. Had Cheng Xue found out about his affair with Li Jiao? Before he could think further, Cheng Xue continued, "Look at you... how gentle you are with your daughter? Do you even consider me your wife? You only know how to give me a cold shoulder at home..." Her words were full of grievance. After understanding the meaning behind her husband's seemingly ignored accusation, Li Wenhao felt relieved and said apologetically and softly, "Alright, alright, I'll talk about it after I'm done with this." It wasn't the right time to confront Cheng Xue yet; he didn't intend to tear things apart now. "Hmm... then you'll have to make it up to me properly later." The man was usually indifferent, and since Li Wenhao had explained, he couldn't remain stubborn. Li Wenhao nodded in agreement, hugged Cheng Xue for a while to comfort her, and then fell asleep. Cheng Xue didn't fall asleep with him, staring intently at the man's back, deep in thought. A woman's intuition is usually right. Even though Li Wenhao explained, her restraint in not throwing a tantrum didn't mean she wouldn't suspect him. After her encounter with Xiaoyu, Cheng Xue had become suspicious of Li Wenhao. She loved him so much, yet she couldn't control herself. Her husband was healthy, and there were plenty of temptations outside. Li Wenhao's unusual behavior couldn't be limited to company matters… As her emotions gradually stabilized, Cheng Xue analyzed the pros and cons and decided it would be best to secretly contact that vixen. If things escalated, Li Wenhao might have a chance to file for divorce. The couple's thoughts diverged, and cracks in their marriage quietly spread… After the start of senior year, studies became increasingly demanding. After school, Li Jiao and her friend Wang Tingting met at the school library to study. Aside from their different personalities, appearances, and temperaments, their shared interest in studying was probably their only common ground. Strangely enough, Wang Tingting wasn't a particularly diligent student, but with Li Jiao by her side, she could concentrate on her studies. The sky darkened, and the moon began to appear. "I never thought I could study so hard! Jiaojiao, you're my lucky star! But it's too late now, let's go," Wang Tingting said emotionally beside her. Li Jiao chuckled, glancing at her ceramic watch. It was indeed getting late; it was almost eight o'clock. She nodded, got up to gather her books, picked up her bag, and left the library with Wang Tingting. There weren't many people outside the library. There was an artificial lake nearby, and they walked around it to reach the school gate. At this time, most of the students still at school were studying in their classrooms. As a key high school, the security was quite good. The two walked along the quiet stone path, Wang Tingting gossiping about class matters, eliciting bursts of laughter from Li Jiao. Under the streetlights, Li Jiao smiled radiantly, her eyes sparkling with spring. Wang Tingting suddenly stopped, scrutinizing Li Jiao for a while. "You've been looking radiant lately, is something new going on? Tell your older sister!" She nudged Li Jiao's waist with her elbow, her words full of teasing. "It's nothing," Li Jiao said, lowering her head to avoid her suspicious gaze. She hadn't told her friend about Li Wenhao; it was best to keep such things a secret, and she couldn't bring herself to say it. Wang Tingting looked unconvinced, but if Li Jiao didn't want to talk about it, so be it. Wang Tingting guessed it might be related to Li Jiao's previous troubles. "Whatever, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't. As long as you seem to be in a good mood," Wang Tingting said tolerantly, linking her arm with Li Jiao's. Li Jiao smiled warmly. She wasn't very outgoing and didn't have many friends. Wang Tingting had always been the one protecting and accommodating her; she gave this friend a hundred thumbs up. As the two approached the school gate, a malevolent figure suddenly appeared, blocking their way. They stopped, and Li Jiao even took a step back, glaring at the boy in front of her with suspicion and displeasure. They were actually quite familiar with this boy; he was the transfer student who had recently transferred to the school and had boasted about wanting to win over Li Jiao, the school beauty. With his regular features, tall and straight figure, and striking eyebrows, Lin Bingzhi was undeniably handsome, but his inherently wicked charm ruined any potential attraction. At this moment, he leaned against the school gate, blocking their path, his eyes burning as he stared at Li Jiao, a wicked smile playing on his lips. Li Jiao didn't intend to pay him any attention. She had never appreciated young men, and now that she had Li Wenhao, she was even less inclined to have any contact with the opposite sex. Ignoring the beauty's displeasure, Lin Bingzhi said to Li Jiao familiarly, "It's so late, let me take you home." He reached out and grabbed Li Jiao's arm, intending to pull her into his embrace. Li Jiao and Wang Tingting were taken aback. They hadn't expected Lin Bingzhi's arrogance. Fortunately, Wang Tingting reacted immediately and pushed the boy away. Li Jiao also quickly shook off his hand, glaring fiercely at Lin Bingzhi: "What do you want?! Don't touch me!" Even when the beauty was angry, her voice was soft and sweet, like a kitten scratching at Lin Bingzhi's heart. Instead of getting angry, he laughed and teased, "As your future boyfriend, shouldn't you give me a chance to show off?" Hearing this, Li Jiao took a deep breath. Facing a scoundrel like Lin Bingzhi, she knew getting angry was useless, and besides, there weren't many people at the school gate. But Wang Tingting, with her straightforward and fiery personality, wasn't about to hold back: "Hey! You better behave yourself, or I'll chop it off!" The boy laughed, ignoring Wang Tingting and only staring at Li Jiao's face. He'd noticed her the first time he came to this school, though he didn't know her name then. He never imagined they'd be in the same class. It wasn't that he hadn't met more beautiful women; he'd even experienced intimacy long ago. But Li Jiao's aura strangely attracted him. The more Li Jiao resisted him, the happier he became. He was determined to have this beauty. Lin Bingzhi's aggressive gaze made Li Jiao very uncomfortable. Turning to stop her friend's anger, she said, "Let's go. Dogs on the street don't have eyes." She then pulled Wang Tingting out of the school gate. A few students happened to be passing by. This time, Lin Bingzhi didn't chase after them, watching Li Jiao's slender figure walk away. Wang Tingting glared at the boy a few times, still worried, before pulling Li Jiao quickly towards the bus stop, feeling a little relieved. She had found Lin Bingzhi disgusting. Both of them came from well-off families, but neither allowed their families to arrange for a driver to pick them up, preferring to take the bus to school every day. They boarded the bus, and it quickly arrived at Li Jiao's stop. As Li Jiao got off, Wang Tingting couldn't help but worry, saying, "Be careful of Lin Bingzhi lately. I think he's got a bad heart." Li Jiao didn't take it to heart and didn't want her friend to worry too much, so she just smiled and said, "I know, I still have you, my Sailor Moon!" The entrance to their residential complex was not far from the bus stop. The upscale villa complex had a nice environment, with several security guards standing at the entrance. Li Jiao waved goodbye to her friend and got off the bus, entering the complex. 【08】Inch by Inch, the Cunning Father On a weekend morning, Li Jiao got up early, washed up, and went downstairs. Only Cheng Xue was in the dining room. Li Jiao sat down, slightly puzzled, "Good morning, Mom. Where's Dad?" Cheng Xue had almost finished eating. She glanced at Li Jiao out of the corner of her eye before replying, "He's in the study. Dad's been busy with work lately. Don't bother him too much, okay?" She cleared the dishes and took them into the kitchen. Passing the dining table, she added, "I'm going out this afternoon. Remember to remind your dad to eat lunch and not stay in his room all day." "Okay, I know." Li Jiao didn't care about the barb in Cheng Xue's words. Her mind was preoccupied with the fact that Li Wenhao and Cheng Xue weren't home that afternoon. It had been almost a month since school started, and as a senior in high school, she needed to focus even more on her studies. So, since the last time Cheng Xue was home and Li Wenhao had secretly met and confessed their feelings, the two hadn't had a chance to be alone together. After Cheng Xue changed her clothes and went out, the house seemed much quieter. Li Jiao finished clearing the table and quietly went upstairs. Outside the study, Li Jiao stopped. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to approach him since their affair began. Li Wenhao was no longer the innocent father she knew, and she couldn't help feeling uneasy. Inside the study, the shadows of the trees swayed outside the window, a gentle breeze blew in, and Li Wenhao sat at his desk, focused on the screen. He only reacted when Li Jiao knocked and entered. Li Jiao leaned against the door, not immediately going over. Her small hands twisted the light purple woven cardigan she wore, her full breasts rising and falling noticeably beneath her white dress. She was a little nervous, and after a long pause, she looked at Li Wenhao and said, "Mom went out... I..." Before she could finish, Li Wenhao suddenly laughed, his face beaming with pleasure, shedding the seriousness and coldness he had displayed while working. He held out his hand to her. "Come here." She was stunned by Li Wenhao's smile and, without thinking, went over. His large hand grasped her small hand, and with a pull, Li Jiao sat sideways on his lap, her forehead resting against his chin. Because her chest was pressed against the man's chest, the warmth inexplicably comforted Li Jiao, so she didn't struggle and nestled obediently in Li Wenhao's arms. Li Wenhao stroked her jet-black hair; it had been almost a month since he had enjoyed such softness in his arms, and his current emotions were beyond words. Neither of them spoke; one was enjoying herself, the other was blushing. "Jiaojiao..." Li Wenhao called softly, looking down. Li Jiao looked up at him. Li Jiao's skin was fair and delicate, with no visible pores even up close. Her face was flushed with a healthy rosy glow, and the slight upturn of her eyes exuded a charming allure, which, combined with her dark pupils, was captivatingly alluring in the man's eyes. "Daddy?" Li Wenhao asked, his words trailing off. Li Jiao straightened up. Suddenly, his thumb pressed against her cherry lips. Li Wenhao didn't like her calling him that. "Call me husband." After saying that, he thought the term was quite nice and even laughed. Li Jiao was stunned, then her face turned even redder. This man really didn't miss any opportunity to push his luck. "I...I won't say..." she mumbled softly, her eyes lowered."I want to hear you say it, hmm?" the man seductively whispered in her ear, gently nibbling at her delicate, white earlobe. This spot was always sensitive, and a jolt of electricity shot up her spine. "Hmm..." Li Jiao couldn't help but moan softly, not caring whether Li Wenhao stopped or not; she was already dazed and letting him do as he pleased. Li Wenhao watched Li Jiao's reaction with smug satisfaction, pressing her again, "Will you tell me or not?" Li Jiao tilted her head back, her eyes watery, silently accusing him with a wronged expression, her lips pursed. She wasn't prepared at all; she couldn't bring herself to say it. And Li Wenhao was so wicked, using his charm. The man lifted her body, and Li Jiao straddled him, her legs apart, clinging to him like a child. "Say it, baby, be good..." Li Wenhao wasn't going to let her go, urging her on with his large hand stroking her back. Li Jiao was defiant. In the previous times they'd made love, Li Wenhao had always been the one in control, watching her lose control and succumb. Now he was using such methods to make her say it, and she refused to. When people are angry, they're often not very rational, so Li Jiao decided to take the initiative. She pushed away Li Wenhao's hands, sat up straight, and glared at him. Li Wenhao was amused by his daughter's coquettishness and didn't stop her, watching with a smirk to see what Li Jiao would do. Li Jiao held his hands down, pouting as she leaned in and bit Li Wenhao's thin lips, her fragrant tongue entwining with his in his mouth. Although the man's hands were pinned down, he still thoroughly enjoyed Li Jiao's initiative. Li Jiao observed Li Wenhao's reaction, and seeing his enjoyment, she immediately parted their lips, her rosy lips slightly upturned, looking quite smug. Her cherry lips slid down the man's chin, stopping at his Adam's apple and lightly licking it. Gradually, Li Jiao felt the man's desire rising, a hard rod pressing against her buttocks. She was secretly delighted, still not letting Li Wenhao take the initiative. Her little bottom mischievously pressed against Li Wenhao's erect penis, and Li Wenhao's body temperature gradually rose. Li Jiao reached into his chest, touching his burning skin and chuckling to herself, looking at Li Wenhao provocatively. Li Wenhao feigned helplessness and indulgence, but his eyes blazed with unspoken intent. Li Jiao refused to yield, continuing her revenge plan. She took off her coat, revealing a thin lace slip dress underneath, with large swathes of red lace openwork. She wasn't wearing a bra at home. Li Wenhao could easily see the shape of her breasts, his mouth went dry, and his desire seemed about to overflow. His large hand stealthily reached out to touch her, but Li Jiao stopped him, glaring at him and warning him not to make the first move. Li Jiao crossed her arms and pulled down two thin straps, the dress slowly slipping down to her slender waist, revealing her fair skin and full breasts. Li Jiao watched Li Wenhao's reaction; the man's face burned with lust as he stared at her nakedness, his tense body reacting intently. The woman pushed her breasts up with both hands, mimicking Li Wenhao's usual kneading motions. Her slender waist twisted her hips, rubbing against his erection. Her moistened red lips parted slightly as she breathed softly. Watching Li Jiao's seductive movements, Li Wenhao's desire was already surging. He couldn't resist touching Li Jiao's waist, controlling the rhythm of her rubbing hips. He whispered hoarsely, "Enough, baby..." "Not enough...do you want me to say it?" The woman on top of him pouted coquettishly. "Yes...baby, say it...I'll be happy." Li Wenhao then took one of her nipples into his mouth and suckled. "Mmm...I...ah..." Seeing that she still didn't want to say it, Li Wenhao wickedly bit into the cherry, and Li Jiao cried out in pain.

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