Romantic City Harem Chronicles 01-30

Chapter 001 Passion Burns Brightly

Yang Pengfei was a recent college graduate. He had been searching for a job for a long time without success, despite his excellent internship grades, which were top-notch.

During his job search, he truly understood reality and the devastating blows that eroded his confidence. Those who were in college often said that university was a microcosm of society, but Yang Pengfei scoffed at that. Compared to the outside world, it was nothing; it was just child's play. The
outside world had everything; as the saying goes, "In a big forest, you can find all kinds of birds!" This was absolutely true! Although his job search was arduous and filled with setbacks, Yang Pengfei eventually found a job!
The period of job hunting after graduation was incredibly difficult, leaving Yang Pengfei exhausted. He understood why people said that the period after graduation and entering the workforce is when people change the most.

Yang Pengfei felt he had matured and gained a lot of experience. However, he discovered that the biggest change wasn't in himself, but in some of the girls. These girls were generally princesses from their families, untouched by hardship! College romances are sweet and blissful, they know nothing of excitement.

But when they enter the workforce and face responsibilities, they discover reality isn't so perfect. After setbacks, lacking connections and facing prejudice against women in companies, their job search is incredibly difficult.

Some women don't strive for success, but instead seek shortcuts, selling themselves for a position. Others become mistresses. Still others enter the world of prostitution, living a life of hedonism.

Liu Pengfei isn't a woman; he lacks connections, but possesses a heart that grows stronger through adversity. Today, he successfully interviewed at a bank and finally secured a job. Although the salary isn't high, at least he has one!
And what college graduate just entering the workforce earns a high salary unless they are exceptionally talented or possess special abilities? Liu Pengfei is very satisfied with his current job.

He got it at a bank, which he considers quite good. Liu Pengfei wouldn't dare dream of working at a state-owned bank; those aren't easy to get into, because they require connections or high academic qualifications.

"Cooking? It smells delicious!" Liu Pengfei, in a good mood after finding a job today, said to Qin Xiaolu, who was cooking.

Qin Xiaolu was Liu Pengfei's girlfriend in college. They got together in their sophomore year and have been together for several years now.

Qin Xiaolu is pretty and has a great figure. She's tall and has a graceful demeanor.

Liu Pengfei pursued her for a long time before winning her over. Although she had many suitors at the time, Liu Pengfei still managed to win her over! At the beginning of college, everyone's idea of dating is just for fun, a casual relationship. It's a popular belief that college life is all about having a relationship, failing courses, skipping classes, and playing games!

Liu Pengfei was influenced by this idea, which is why he pursued Qin Xiaolu. Initially, it was just for fun, but as their relationship developed, they became inseparable, feeling like they couldn't live without each other!
Qin Xiaolu and Liu Pengfei's relationship is very deep; otherwise, they wouldn't have stayed together even after graduation. Many college couples naturally break up on graduation day these days!

Liu Pengfei hadn't found a job and, having run out of money, was too embarrassed to ask his family for more. So, he'd been relying on Qin Xiaolu's money to make ends meet.

Liu Pengfei was quite satisfied with how things had progressed between Qin Xiaolu and him. Unlike Liu Pengfei, Qin Xiaolu, with her excellent grades and beautiful appearance, quickly landed a secretarial job at a foreign trade company after graduating from university.

Although he noticed that Qin Xiaolu had changed a lot since graduation—she was no longer as innocent as before, and had become more secretive, keeping many things from him—and that her desire for money and fame had increased, their relationship remained good.

Qin Xiaolu was cooking. She knew Liu Pengfei was home as soon as she heard the noise. She assumed he would collapse into bed as usual, but today, surprisingly, he praised her cooking.

This hadn't happened in a long time.

"Is there some good news?" Qin Xiaolu asked Liu Pengfei with a smile!

"Yeah, I found a job at the bank. How about that? Your man's awesome, right?" Liu Pengfei said with a smile.

"Pengfei, you're amazing! I love you so much!" Qin Luyao kissed Liu Pengfei's cheek and said.

To celebrate finding a job, Liu Pengfei and Qin Luyao had a romantic candlelight dinner.
Sometimes, when they were deeply in love, they would kiss until midnight.

"Let's sleep! You have to go to work tomorrow!" Qin Luyao's face was flushed, like a ripe peach, making Liu Pengfei want to pounce on her and take a bite.

Liu Pengfei checked the time on his phone; it was already 12:40 AM. It was indeed time to sleep; tomorrow was his first day at work, and he couldn't appear listless.

Tonight, Liu Pengfei had drunk quite a bit, and he felt lightheaded. His penis was also erect, and the alcohol had caused waves of heat in his lower abdomen! Burning with desire, Liu Pengfei couldn't bear it any longer. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Qin Luyao, carefully admiring her beautiful face in the bright moonlight streaming through the window.
Qin Luyao, after drinking, possessed a unique charm. The white moonlight shone on her, creating a hazy beauty in the darkness. He looked at her smooth forehead, her fine eyelashes, her even breathing, and how, due to her lethargy, her body leaned slightly forward, revealing a deep cleavage through the neckline of her silk nightgown.
Liu Pengfei felt a surge of heat rise from his lower abdomen, and his penis began to stir. Looking at Qin Luyao's full, shapely breasts, accentuated by her nightgown, he realized how many men longed for them!
Yang Pengfei stared at Qin Xiaolu, a growing urge stirring within him. These past few days, he'd been busy job hunting during the day and reading newspaper ads and sending out job applications at night, leaving him no time for intimacy with Qin Xiaolu. She'd hinted at it several times, but he'd lacked the energy and interest, pretending not to understand, much to her annoyance.

Yang Pengfei could no longer resist the temptation; he was a man, a man with normal sexual needs. He passionately embraced Qin Xiaolu, his hand involuntarily slipping inside her nightgown, gently caressing her smooth skin. Gradually, his hand lingered on her ample breasts, lightly teasing them with his fingers.

In the moonlight, a blush crept onto Qin Xiaolu's face, her breathing quickening. Yang Pengfei knew she was aroused and responding to his teasing. A surge of pleasure filled him, and he kneaded her breasts more vigorously, pressing his body closer.

Chapter 002 Colleague

"Pengfei, you're so annoying! It's so late and you're still not asleep, thinking about these things. You have to go to work tomorrow." Qin Xiaolu said coquettishly, but she didn't stop Yang Pengfei's actions. Besides, she was also a little eager, after all, it had been a long time since they had done it.

"Baby! I want you!" After Yang Pengfei finished speaking, he squeezed Qin Xiaolu's nipples hard.
"Ah!" Qin Xiaolu let out a soft gasp, about to playfully scold him, when Yang Pengfei sealed her delicate lips with his. Under Yang Pengfei's double stimulation, Qin Xiaolu's desire erupted uncontrollably, her hands roaming wildly over Yang Pengfei's broad back and waist. Similarly, Yang Pengfei's hands were also frantically roaming over Qin Xiaolu's body.

Qin Xiaolu was wearing a silk bra embroidered with lace and very narrow panties, with some pubic hair peeking out from her lower abdomen. Not only were her breasts full and tender, and her thighs long and smooth, but her pubic hair was also very thick, making her incredibly sexy.

Yang Pengfei's restless hands slid from Qin Xiaolu's shoulders to her armpits, his right palm pressing against her well-developed breasts. Then he began to gently rub the base of her snow-white breasts with the base of his thumb and forefinger. Qin Xiaolu didn't protest, only breathing softly in Yang Pengfei's arms. This gentle movement clearly stimulated her greatly. Yang Pengfei's index finger felt Qin Luyao's nipples harden, a sensation clearly felt even through her bra.

Therefore, Yang Pengfei's hand completely covered Qin Luyao's snow-white, full breasts, kneading her hardened nipples.

Qin Luyao's head no longer rested against Yang Pengfei's chest; she lifted her head and kissed her way down from behind his ear, her lips seeking his. Yang Pengfei naturally cooperated, turning his head, their lips meeting tightly once more. Yang Pengfei's hand stopped moving, focusing on kissing her. Qin Luyao also tried to lightly tap his front teeth with her tongue.

"Is she trying to come in?"

Yang Pengfei's tongue extended to welcome Qin Luyao's visit. He swallowed her saliva, and her mouth made "mmm" sounds, as if trying to reclaim what she had swallowed. They kissed passionately and deeply until Yang Pengfei felt it was time to take things further, at which point they stopped.

Qin Luyao reluctantly withdrew her tongue, watching as Yang Pengfei placed her legs on his thighs, now at a 45-degree angle. Her arms were around his neck, and she pressed her lips closer, seeking more of his tenderness.

Without hesitation, Yang Pengfei moved his lips closer, and they kissed passionately again. At the same time, Yang Pengfei's hands reached behind her neck, searching for the thin straps of her backless dress.

Qin Luyao took Yang Pengfei's hands and placed them on her large, soft breasts. Yang Pengfei's hands slipped inside her bra, grasping her bright red nipples. Then, Yang Pengfei untied the thin straps at the back of her neck, pulled down the front of her backless dress, and continued searching for the bra straps, determined to free her breasts and reveal their naturally alluring curves.

Yang Pengfei gently untied Qin Luyao's restraints, and her breasts sprang forth. The buds were still pink, but appeared larger today, the areolas swollen, their pinkish-white color and rounded shape standing proudly before Yang Pengfei.

Yang Pengfei lightly kissed his way down Qin Luyao's pink neck to her snow-white cleavage, and she let out soft moans, encouraging him to advance towards her nipples. Yang Pengfei's hands held her waist, while his mouth played with Qin Luyao's pink buds, sometimes gently biting, sometimes circling the tips with his tongue.

Qin Luyao weakly rested her head on Yang Pengfei's left shoulder, softly humming and panting in his ear, as if approving of his actions. Yang Pengfei applied a little more pressure, and Qin Luyao let out a captivating moan.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Hearing the moans emanating from Qin Luyao's sexy, rosy lips, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile deepened, his white skin becoming even more lascivious. He sucked on Qin Luyao's nipples more forcefully, one hand gently caressing her pubic area. A sweet pleasure gradually spread throughout Qin Luyao's body, and she began to moan. Yang Pengfei could feel that her tender, red vulva was already a swamp, so he gently scratched her vulva with his lewd fingers, scraping up and down between her two luscious labia.

The intoxicating pleasure made Qin Luyao pant and moan incessantly, her legs kicking uncontrollably against the white sheets.

Yang Pengfei then used his tongue and teeth to play with the nipples on her breasts, while his other hand restlessly explored her vulva.

Yang Pengfei used his left hand to explore the lush pubic hair between Qin Luyao's legs, slipping it under her skirt and tracing its way up her thighs. Then, his lewd hand suddenly slipped inside her panties, rubbing against the outside of her bright red vulva. His fair fingers, coated with milky white fluid, pressed against her pink clitoris, rubbing vigorously.

Under Yang Pengfei's teasing, Qin Luyao felt a surge of heat in her lower body, her cheeks flushing red—partly from shyness and nervousness, and partly from sexual arousal—making her appear even more alluring and charming.

Looking at the intense desire emanating from Qin Luyao's dignified and aloof face, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile grew even more wanton. He caressed Qin Luyao's smooth skin even more forcefully, his desire almost uncontrollable; his engorged, dark brown penis seemed about to burst from his pants.

Yang Pengfei suddenly noticed that Qin Luyao's lower body was already slightly wet. He tilted his head back and gently kissed her, tracing the curve of her pale neck, searching for her mouth. His tongue wanted to roam freely inside her mouth again.

Qin Luyao gently accepted Yang Pengfei's advances, and their lips met once more.

Yang Pengfei's left hand was already ready, relentlessly ravaging the outside of Qin Luyao's tender, red vulva. He gently rubbed her pink clitoris, and Qin Luyao let out soft moans as she felt his middle and index fingers slowly penetrate her tender, red vulva.

After several explorations, Yang Pengfei knew where Qin Luyao's sensitive spots were, and his fingers moved towards them. Yang Pengfei felt her trembling, a tremor that arose with his caresses on her sensitive spots, and soft, seductive moans continued to escape Qin Luyao's throat.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

As Qin Luyao groaned again, not only her lower body was stimulated, but her upper body was as well. Their tongues were locked in a fiery battle in her mouth, back and forth, their tongues intertwined, sometimes Yang Pengfei would lick her teeth, and she would play with the base of his tongue.

Yang Pengfei sensed Qin Luyao's reaction. Her hands moved down his chest, searching for his belt, then forward to his lower abdomen. Then, she gently grasped his hard penis, caressing it through his pants. Her caresses made Yang Pengfei's penis throb painfully. The pants alone could no longer satisfy him, so Yang Pengfei's hands slipped from her skirt and moved her legs off his thighs.

Qin Luyao cleverly got up and squatted in front of Yang Pengfei, pulling down his pants. Yang Pengfei's penis immediately and eagerly emerged.

Qin Luyao's hand received this greedy part. She gave her lover a shy yet resentful glare, then lowered her head and couldn't help but stick out her tongue to lightly lick the tip of the penis—one of Yang Pengfei's most sensitive spots.

Soon, Qin Luyao's sexy, rosy lips were already accommodating this monstrous thing. Her technique was extremely provocative; she gently bit the outer part of his penis with her teeth, moving her head up and down, sometimes pulling it left and right. The tip of Yang Pengfei's penis occasionally touched the depths of her throat, his reaction becoming increasingly intense, and his penis swelling larger and larger.

Yang Pengfei reached for Qin Luyao's chest, intending to caress her breasts, but then he felt his lower abdomen throb for the first time. He quickly stopped her, and Qin Luyao looked up at him, puzzled. Yang Pengfei saw displeasure in her eyes, so he gently lifted her up with both hands, while Qin Luyao's hands remained tightly gripping his penis.

Yang Pengfei whispered anxiously in Qin Luyao's ear, "Wife, if you keep playing around like this, your husband is about to ejaculate."

"Hehe...you big bad guy...I want your little brother to ejaculate, it's always trying to bully me, hurting me so much every night...I'm going to take care of it, so you won't be so naughty!"

Qin Luyao finished speaking and chuckled sweetly, lightly kissing Yang Pengfei's cheek. She then squatted back down in front of his penis, loosening her grip slightly, but instead, she began to play with his penis with her tongue. This time, however, Qin Luyao wasn't as eager as before. She first licked along the edge of Yang Pengfei's penis, gradually moving down until she took the entire penis into her mouth, one hand occasionally stroking it up and down, sometimes even taking the scrotum into her mouth.

Yang Pengfei was deeply moved and wanted to bring Qin Luyao to the peak of orgasm as well, so he reached under her armpits to lift her up. Qin Luyao stopped what she was doing in her mouth, straightened her body, and stood up. Yang Pengfei's hand slid up her thigh, lifting her skirt. Qin Luyao straddled his lap, her legs spread wide.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning forward, her mouth searching for his.
Yang Pengfei turned, his lips meeting hers, ignoring her embrace. Soon, their tongues were locked in a passionate kiss. The spacious bedroom was filled only with their breathing.

Yang Pengfei's hand quickly left her breasts, groping across the smooth silk nightgown. He lifted the hem, his large hand reaching up her thigh, first touching the smooth texture of the stockings, then the creases of the lace trim, and finally a thin garter belt running through her smooth skin. He then moved his hand to her inner thigh, and further up, a few strands of pubic hair peeking out from her panties touched Yang Pengfei's hand. Then, Yang Pengfei pressed down on the full, moist mound in the center. Qin Luyao let out a muffled "oh" from Yang Pengfei's mouth, her eyes wide with terror.
Yang Pengfei rubbed and kneaded her for a while, and juices flowed freely from her full, tender vulva. The milky white juice flowing from Qin Luyao's bright red vulva quickly soaked her small white panties. Yang Pengfei pulled the white panties down into a thin rope and tightened it in the middle. He then moved it left and right between her plump labia. Yang Pengfei could feel the opening of her bright red vulva slightly contracting and expanding. The fleshy glans of the opening was pushing and squeezing, and streams of milky white juice gushed out from inside, flowing down the rope and easily wetting his fingers.

Yang Pengfei restored the cloth to its original state, rubbed his palm against the tender walls of her vulva a few times, and then inserted a finger through the thin fabric. A gush of hotter, milky-white fluid welled up, the meager amount of cloth offering no resistance to the overflowing fluid. As his finger continued to probe Qin Luyao's bright red vulva, the milky-white fluid quickly covered his finger, some dripping onto his palm. "Delicate and juicy," was Yang Pengfei's assessment of Qin Luyao's beautiful vulva.

Under the exploration of Yang Pengfei's hands, especially the teasing of his fingers, Qin Luyao quickly reached orgasm. After a while, recovering from the afterglow of her climax, Qin Luyao's lips finally parted from Yang Pengfei's.
Qin Luyao then repeated her earlier actions. She squatted down, pulled Yang Pengfei's penis out, and gently took it into her mouth. Her pink tongue lightly licked the tip, and she gradually took the entire shaft into her mouth.
Yang Pengfei's penis continued to swell, filling Qin Luyao's mouth, while she still used her clumsy technique. Soon, Yang Pengfei was about to ejaculate and quickly patted her head to signal her.

However, Qin Luyao seemed oblivious, still holding it tightly and increasing the speed of her up-and-down movements.
Yang Pengfei only felt his penis getting hotter and hotter, while Qin Luyao continued to suck on it like a baby's mouth.

Yang Pengfei had been accumulating a bellyful of lust that had not been released, and now he could no longer hold back. He suddenly felt a numbness in his perineum, knowing that he was about to explode. He quickly pushed his penis deep into Qin Luyao's mouth and then tried to pull the head out of her mouth.

"Wife, how about we try something different?"

"What kind of torture are you planning this time?"

"Hehe... I absolutely love your little feet in those stockings, so let me enjoy them!"

"Ugh... you stinky husband, all you do is humiliate me!" She had specially put stockings on Yang Pengfei tonight because he loved them.

Qin Luyao's perfect body gleamed with a captivating porcelain-like luster in the sunlight. She wore thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings, revealing her snow-white, jade-like thighs, full and rounded. Especially the inner thighs, exposed outside the stockings, were a patch of pure white, incredibly tender, forming a striking contrast with the dark pubic hair below—the white was dazzling, the black glossy.

Her calves were long and shapely, with beautiful curves, encased in a layer of flesh-colored sheer stockings that almost blended into her skin; her ankles were slender and lustrous, her toes long and white, with slightly high arches, the subtle, rounded curves utterly captivating, enough to make one's nose bleed; her delicate toes were gracefully curled, alluringly encased in an even darker layer of flesh-colored sheer stockings;

through the darker layer of stockings covering her toes, her full, neat, yet tender toes were seen, pressed tightly together and then slightly parted as she moved; her toenails were bright red, gleaming with a hazy sheen. Oh, this beauty, these perfect feet, if she were to use those feet to crush Yang Pengfei to death, he would be utterly helpless.

She walked over and gracefully removed Yang Pengfei's clothes piece by piece, until soon he was completely naked before her. She pressed her face close to Yang Pengfei's, her two snow-white breasts swaying gently in front of her. Yang Pengfei could smell the faint scent of her perfume. Her beautiful, misty eyes looked at him with an ambiguous gaze, her sexy red lips glistening with desire. She breathed softly on him, her breath fresh and clean.
Her delicate, boneless hands grasped Yang Pengfei's large penis, gently stroking it until it became very erect. She pressed it down, her palm sliding along the glans, and the penis bounced back powerfully, hard and throbbing incessantly.

Qin Luyao was very satisfied with Yang Pengfei's erection, smiling broadly, and released his penis. She lightly pressed one finger against Yang Pengfei's strong pectoral muscles, her gaze both teasing and admiring as she looked at his upper body. She took a few light steps and began to circle around him, her scarlet nails gently scraping across his chest, arms, and strong back muscles, then back to his pectoral muscles. She withdrew her finger and stopped in front of him, her gaze meeting his. She said, "You big bad guy, didn't you like my stockings? To reward you for finding a job today, I'll give you a footjob. You big bad guy, are you happy now? Satisfied?"

She then knelt down, her sexy red lips and soft, boneless hands working together to stroke and suck on Yang Pengfei's penis a few times, the head peeking out from under the foreskin.

Then she lay down on the grass in front of Yang Pengfei, and he sat down as well. With a smile on her face, Qin Luyao gently raised her legs, her small feet in flesh-colored transparent stockings flat on the ground. The edges of her feet gently gripped Yang Pengfei's hard penis, and she slowly moved it up and down. The edges of her feet were soft, and the flesh-colored transparent stockings were silky smooth. His penis was immersed in an unknown gentle land, and it involuntarily became erect twice and jumped twice. The head of his penis felt a pain from over-erection.

Qin Luyao's smile deepened. She continued to tease Yang Pengfei's penis with the edges of her feet, then pressed her soles together, her fleshy arches clamping down on his erect member. The smooth, sheer flesh-colored stockings covered an even larger area of the head, and the gentle friction made Yang Pengfei's breathing and heartbeat quicken. Yang Pengfei could hear himself panting heavily and his heart pounding. Soon, sweat beaded on his forehead.

Qin Luyao continued to tease him with her flesh-colored stockings, carefully observing the changes in his erection. Her sexy, rosy lips opened wider, her expression focused, and she giggled. It seemed she really enjoyed seeing Yang Pengfei's penis, hard as could be, enveloped in her soft, sheer flesh-colored stockings.

Qin Luyao's teasing with her flesh-colored stockings increased in speed, and just as his penis was about to ejaculate, she stopped. A hint of smugness played on her lips as she changed tactics, continuing to toy with Yang Pengfei's penis.

She slightly extended one leg, gently placing the sole across Yang Pengfei's lower abdomen. The smooth, flesh-colored sheer stockings made contact with his abdominal muscles, and the warmth of her foot sent a surge of heat through his abdomen, instantly spreading throughout his body. Every hair on his body seemed to stand on end, each pore feeling as if filled with the silky smoothness of the sheer stockings.

Then, she held her other foot upright, pushing his erect penis forward. His penis was pressed against the sheer, flesh-colored stocking-clad foot, which gently caressed and massaged it, sending an indescribable wave of pleasure through him, which Yang Pengfei thoroughly enjoyed.
Every now and then, she would withdraw her small foot from the massage, point her toes, and use them to tease Yang Pengfei's dangling scrotum, gently kicking the bulging testicles. The touch of her testicles against the stockings sent a slight pain through her, yet her entire body felt an intense pleasure that made her want to cry out.

Qin Luyao continued with new tricks. She lifted her smooth, flesh-colored, sheer stockings, and through the thin layer of stockings, pressed them against the base of his penis. Her big toe slightly parted, gripping the shaft, she moved it upwards to the lower edge of the glans, then squeezed firmly, pressing her entire foot against the shaft. With a slight twist of her ankle, she coordinated with her other foot, which was also covered in stockings, to quickly and powerfully rub Yang Pengfei's entire penis.

His entire penis felt as if it were encased in a pile of silky, flesh-colored transparent stockings, the texture exquisite and the stimulation continuous. A small stream of pre-ejaculate uncontrollably oozed from the urethral opening, dripping down the head of his penis onto the red-clad toes, creating a deeper patch of flesh and red.

Qin Luyao used her flesh-colored transparent stockings to perform footjob on Yang Pengfei, while pulling his hand to her already overflowing, bright red and tender vulva. The sounds of milky white fluid gushing out and the rustling of the grass rubbing together created a symphony. Yang Pengfei would occasionally stretch out two fingers to pry open the two luscious, plump labia, revealing the inner view of the bright red vulva walls. The tiny urethral opening and the slightly protruding pink clitoris were clearly visible. Below was the deep and tight jade cave, from which milky white fluid was trickling out. The nectar flowed over the pink anus and dripped onto the spotless white sheets, leaving them wet.

Yang Pengfei was a man with intense desires; how could he possibly resist? The lewd scenery and the silky smooth feel of his penis made Yang Pengfei's blood boil, his eyes bloodshot and almost bulging out of their sockets. Yang Pengfei couldn't take it anymore; he wanted to fuck her to death. Yang Pengfei removed the soft hands pressing against his penis, pounced on her, placed his hands on the back of her silky legs, straightened his body, spread his thighs, and thrust into her petals. With a soft plop, the head of his penis entered. His rock-hard penis eagerly plunged into the juicy, bright red orifice, and a frenzied thrusting began, the sounds of their union filling the air.

"...Hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...hehehehe...good husband, so comfortable...so comfortable..."

Qin Luyao let out a lewd giggle, her stockinged legs raised high, draped over Yang Pengfei's shoulders, her flesh-colored toes swaying incessantly with each thrust. The intense pleasure from the vigorous thrusting of his penis forced Qin Luyao to straighten her stockinged toes, her toes rubbing together, the thin stockings stretched taut, almost about to burst.

Perhaps Yang Pengfei's thrusting was too forceful, for Qin Luyao's tender, red vulva finally couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly, Qin Luyao let out a soft cry from her sexy, rosy lips: "Husband... be gentle... it hurts a little there."

Yang Pengfei felt the spasms and twitches inside her vulva, gently kissed Qin Luyao's lips, and then smiled, "Wife... just bear with it a little longer... it'll be over soon."

With a burst of strength, Yang Pengfei thrust in all the way. The deeper his penis went, the tighter her vulva gripped him. Both of them felt as if an electric current was passing through their bodies, an incredibly pleasurable sensation.

Then Yang Pengfei's penis began to move vigorously again, thrusting in and out, and Qin Luyao let out sweet moans and groans. Her beautiful eyes, misty with moisture, were slightly narrowed, and she twisted her waist and swayed her hips to match Yang Pengfei's movements. Yang Pengfei enjoyed himself while admiring Qin Luyao's snow-white breasts. What two exquisite beauties! Their breasts swayed like waves, their nipples tender and red, exuding a rich, milky fragrance.

Yang Pengfei's heart itched at the sight, and he couldn't help but reach out and play with them. He could barely hold one in each hand; these two things were extra-large steamed buns. He pushed, pressed, grabbed, and fiddled with their nipples, giving Qin Luyao another kind of pleasure. His penis below was relentlessly thrusting, each stroke making her tender, red vagina squelch with a soft, wet sound. Streams of milky white fluid flowed continuously, wetting their lower bodies and the sheets. Truly, it was an endless display of passion, a scene of unparalleled

beauty, a sight to behold. Yang Pengfei reveled in this blissful moment, feeling incredibly happy. He lay on Qin Luyao's warm, soft body, thrusting joyfully, hundreds of times in one go, an experience beyond words. Her warm, tender opening enveloped his little brother completely, overflowing with moisture that made his glans feel incredibly good. Qin Luyao was also thoroughly enjoying herself, writhing her body in tantalizing rhythm with Yang Pengfei's movements. Her arms, initially outstretched on the bed, then, in the throes of ultimate pleasure, climbed like vines around Yang Pengfei's neck, her moans rising higher and higher, like celestial music, leaving Yang Pengfei utterly captivated and unable to control himself. With a

bed-bound beauty like Qin Luyao, it was impossible not to be devoted to her, even unto death.

She was a natural beauty, a man's nemesis!

After a while, Yang Pengfei suddenly stopped and said, "Baby, let's change positions."
Qin Luyao nodded with a smile, asking, "What position?"

Her voice was as gentle as clear lake water.

Yang Pengfei kissed her flushed cheeks and said, "Whatever position you like, we'll do it. You have a say in bed."

Qin Luyao thought for a moment and said, "I want to be the queen."

A defiant glint flashed in her eyes.

Yang Pengfei rolled off Qin Luyao and lay flat on his side, his penis standing erect like a large pillar. Qin Luyao squatted down, her beautiful eyes wide as she examined it, even touching it with her fingers. It wobbled like a roly-poly toy, glistening with moisture and emitting a distinctive human scent. Qin Luyao didn't find it repulsive, because she shared that scent.

She enthusiastically pushed it, played with it, held it, and stroked it, not feeling disgusted. Her face lacked any coldness or loneliness, replaced by joy, passion, and excitement. Furthermore, her usual elegance and beauty remained, setting her apart from other women.

Most women would look wanton in this situation, but Qin Luyao wouldn't. She only made people feel sexy, cute, and charming, wanting to have sex with her a thousand times in one night, and truly hold her body and her heart.

Yang Pengfei propped himself up on his arm, chuckling, "Baby...my little brother is thick and powerful, isn't it...do you like it?...I saw you enjoying it just now."

Qin Luyao smiled sweetly at him, her two snow-white breasts bouncing, making Yang Pengfei's throat dry. He thought to himself: Qin Luyao has so many captivating qualities, far more than just her alluring breasts. She's like a treasure trove, inexhaustible. As a man, I'm so lucky.

Then Qin Luyao said, "Ugly big thing, always trying to do bad things, what's so great about it? So big, so long, so thick, so hard, it's terrifying. Every time it hurts inside my wife, I hate it so much I want to cut it off."

As she spoke, she playfully flicked her little brother with her finger, and the rod swayed and shone with a lewd luster, as if flirting with a beautiful woman.

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "Good wife...you're not telling the truth, are you? If I didn't have this thing, would you still love me so much?"

Qin Luyao's playful expression instantly turned dignified and serious, and she said from the bottom of her heart, "Even if you didn't have this ugly thing, I would still love you, never leave you, and live a life of mutual respect...If there is an afterlife, I would still be willing to be your wife and be defiled by you."

Yang Pengfei was deeply moved by Qin Luyao's confession, and his eyes softened. He pulled Qin Luyao into his arms and kissed her passionately again.

...

Qin Luyao leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest, reached out her slender hand to grasp his penis, adjusted the angle, and pressed it down. The glans, almost the size of an egg, slowly entered her bright red tender hole with Qin Luyao's unremitting efforts and the lubrication of the milky white fluid, finally disappearing.

Qin Luyao twisted her hips and turned around, the penis being swallowed by her vagina, like a street performer swallowing a sword.

After a while, the little brother went in section by section until he finally disappeared, while Qin Luyao's vagina was stretched taut, like a person holding a steamed bun in their mouth.

The glans touched her clitoris, and Qin Luyao sat firmly on Yang Pengfei's body, letting out a long sigh. The feeling of fullness inside her was indescribable; even the slightest movement of her buttocks sent jolts through her nerves. It was joyful, comfortable, and wonderful—a feeling she could remember for a lifetime.

Similarly, Yang Pengfei felt incredibly good. It was wonderful inside, possessing all the advantages of a beautiful vagina; his little brother inside felt like a child returning to its mother's embrace—warm, comfortable, and comforting.

Qin Luyao didn't move immediately, but instead leaned forward, pressing her face against Yang Pengfei's, rubbing her face against his, and said sweetly, "Husband, do you think it's beautiful? Is it good?"

Yang Pengfei was thoroughly enjoying himself, completely lost in pleasure. He placed his hands on Qin Luyao's delicate body, caressing her wantonly, almost as if touching jade or silk. But jade and silk couldn't compare to the warmth of Qin Luyao's body. He said, "Beautiful, so beautiful it's heavenly; so wonderful, so wonderful it makes my bones melt."

Qin Luyao couldn't help but smile and said, "My dear husband, your words are as sweet as honey, no one can compare to you. I know that five out of ten of your words are just sweet talk, but I just love hearing them!"
Yang Pengfei's hands were caressing her buttocks, feeling their elasticity and fullness, and he said, "Wife, you can't wrong me. I might lie more to others, but to you, every word is the truth, the heartfelt words, the sincere words. Don't misunderstand me, I care a lot about my image in your heart."

Qin Luyao chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll believe you for now, I don't have time to argue with you right now."

After saying this, she closed her beautiful eyes shyly and pressed her red lips to Yang Pengfei's mouth, kissing him passionately. At the same time, her hips moved, making their bodies intimately intertwined. You gripped me, I pressed against you, relentlessly, a passionate, lingering embrace. Our hearts were like the night sky during the Spring Festival, fireworks bursting brilliantly, each one triumphant.
Driven by desire, Qin Luyao moved faster, making Yang Pengfei shout with pleasure.

Since lying down wasn't enough, Qin Luyao straightened her upper body and changed from a straddle to a squatting position. This fully exposed her lower body to Yang Pengfei's view.

Squatting, Qin Luyao pressed her hands against her knees, using her waist to thrust her hips up and down, manipulating his penis. Her vagina was stretched wide, the large penis disappearing and reappearing intermittently. Abundant love fluid gushed out, wetting both of their lower bodies, even their pubic hair glistening.
Qin Luyao rode faster and faster, manipulating with increasing vigor, her large breasts heaving violently, dazzling the eye. This delighted Yang Pengfei, who was both enjoying himself immensely. He felt that the best sight in the world was the revelry of men and women, and the best revelry was making love with Qin Luyao. This was the epitome of "envying only the mandarin ducks, not the immortals!"

Qin Luyao worked hard, abandoning her usual shyness and reserve. This time, she took the initiative, actively enjoying the pleasures of being a woman. She breathed heavily, her breath sweet and fragrant; she swayed her hips, sensually manipulating them. She had never been so wild in her life. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, her face flushed, and her moans were truly melodious.

"Husband, dear husband, your little brother is going to crush me! I feel like I'm turning into pieces, drifting like snowflakes in all directions. Oh, this is going to kill me!"

She described her feelings in a moaning tone, her intoxicated state completely unlike Qin Luyao. She was clearly a lustful harlot.

Yang Pengfei occasionally cooperated by thrusting his hips forward, making his little brother thrust deeper and harder. His hands didn't rest either, reaching out to grasp and fondle her trembling breasts. What adorable creatures they were, white as cotton, lively as a white rabbit, smooth as jade. The nipples were even more beautiful, swollen and large, more alluring than two cherries.

Yang Pengfei's hands busied themselves, grasping, pushing, pressing, and pinching her breasts, especially teasing the nipples with all his might, causing Qin Luyao to occasionally let out soft moans, adding to the pleasure of their encounter. Yang Pengfei, enjoying himself, sat up and brought his mouth to suckle her nipples. How sensitive the nipples were! Qin Luyao couldn't bear it immediately, crying out repeatedly, "Husband, darling, don't kiss me, it's so itchy! Don't bite me, it hurts! You're making me a slut!"

Her hips moved even more rapidly.

Yang Pengfei spat out one nipple, gazing at the wet, red one and laughing, "I just wanted to get you wild. A wife is more attractive when she's wild."

He then took the other nipple into his mouth and played with it. He did everything he could with his mouth; both nipples were hard and incredibly attractive.

Qin Luyao, being a woman, quickly became sweaty and slowed down after a while of playing with Yang Pengfei.

Seeing this, Yang Pengfei said, "Wife, let me fuck you. I guarantee I'll fuck you until you're in ecstasy and your juices will flow like a river."
Qin Luyao wrapped her arms around Yang Pengfei's neck and murmured dreamily, "I'm so tired I can't stand it anymore, husband, fuck me, fuck my tender hole until it's pierced through, so it won't always feel itchy later."

Hearing this, Yang Pengfei became wildly excited. He said gruffly, "Good baby, my little wife, now I'll fuck your tender hole, fuck it until it's pierced through."

With that, he flipped over, and the two switched positions, Yang Pengfei now on top.

Yang Pengfei straddled her delicate body, first pulling his penis out abruptly to build up some traction. Qin Luyao immediately felt a void and said, "Honey, hurry up and put it in, it's itchy inside."

She pressed hard on Yang Pengfei's buttocks.

Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "Baby, what's the rush? Honey, I'm going to fuck you now, I promise I'll make you feel amazing."
As he spoke, he rubbed his little brother against her lower body, making her feel itchy, before thrusting it all the way in with a soft "plop.
" Qin Luyao exclaimed, "It's so good, like riding a boat, sometimes high, sometimes low."

Yang Pengfei said, "The best is yet to come, just wait and enjoy it."

Saying this, he leaned in and kissed her.

Qin Luyao opened her mouth knowingly, letting her tongue come in, and their tongues kissed, lingering and passionate, while the battle below continued.

This time, Yang Pengfei was no longer so gentle, but rather went at it with great force, each thrust displaying the masculine prowess and domineering power. And Qin Luyao, in Yang Pengfei's conquest, increasingly felt the strength of the man and the fragility of the woman.

Yang Pengfei thrust over a thousand times in one go, making Qin Luyao cry out in pleasure, moaning loudly, "Husband, you're killing me... If this continues... I'll faint... I love you so much... I'd be willing to die..."

Her voice was more beautiful than celestial music, each sound filled with the vanity of a man. Imagine lying on top of Qin Luyao, penetrating her beautiful vagina, listening to her singing, looking at her pretty face, and admiring her excited expression—what man wouldn't feel as happy as an emperor? Even being an emperor wouldn't feel this good.

Yang Pengfei, like a wolf, thrust into her relentlessly, his movements so powerful that Qin Luyao's moans became hoarse, which filled him with immense pride. After

countless thrusts, Qin Luyao said, "Husband, baby can't take it anymore, husband, I'm going to cum."
As she spoke, Yang Pengfei felt the walls of her vagina contracting, so he increased his speed, finally reaching a climax as fast as lightning and as swift as a whirlwind.

He continued his fierce thrusting, Qin Luyao's laughter turning into a chaotic chorus of lewd moans, followed by painful groans. Her stockinged feet gripped his shoulders tightly, her arches taut in a triumphant arc. Her lower body instantly collapsed, the tender, red walls of her vagina involuntarily writhing and grinding, the folds of flesh tightly constricting, waves of milky white fluid gushing out, the hot torrent repeatedly washing over Yang Pengfei's entire penis, almost melting it and merging it with the tender, red walls of her vagina.

Qin Luyao gasped repeatedly, taking a long time to recover from the intense orgasm. She slowly released her taut toes, exhaled, and continued to enjoy Yang Pengfei's thrusting, playfully extending one stockinged foot to his face. That stockinged foot was smooth as jade, yet exuded a seductive, sensual aura.

Soon, Qin Luyao reached her climax with a long, lewd cry. At that moment, she stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, feeling as if they had become one.

Yang Pengfei also stopped, enjoying the pleasure of the teasing and the impact. He thought to himself: I'm in paradise, playing with a fairy. This kind of pleasure is incomparable.

Yang Pengfei looked at Qin Luyao, and saw that she had closed her beautiful eyes, her face was flushed, and there was still fragrant sweat on her forehead. She was truly indescribably beautiful. Yang Pengfei kissed her cheek and said, "Baby, tell me, does this feel good?"

Qin Luyao half-opened her eyes and said softly, "It feels so good, like dying once. It's so good to be human, to be able to enjoy this kind of exciting sexual climax."

Yang Pengfei smiled and said, "Yes, you have a hole, I have a rod, and the rod has to be placed in the hole. That's human nature, that's the law."

Qin Luyao smiled and said softly, "Husband, you're not elegant at all, you're more like a rogue."
Yang Pengfei said, "Why would I need elegance? Having such a wonderful wife like you is enough. I'm willing to be your husband for life, to make my wife this happy every day."

As he spoke, he tried to get off her. He didn't want to press her down anymore, afraid she couldn't handle it. In Yang Pengfei's eyes, she was like a delicate flower, unable to withstand too much pressure.

Unexpectedly, Qin Luyao hugged his waist tightly, letting out a soft moan, "Honey, don't get up, just stay on top of me, it feels so good. I'm a little sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

She liked him like this. It made her feel safe, like they were one, of one heart. Also, with his penis inside her, she felt full; once he pulled it out, she felt separated, the distance between them greater. This action wasn't just about simple meaning.

Yang Pengfei smiled smugly and said, "Okay. If you want, my penis will stay inside you, we'll sleep for a while, catch up on some sleep, and then continue."

"Mmm!"

After a rest, another intense session ensued. Yang Pengfei, panting heavily, withdrew from Qin Luyao's body, lying down beside her, feeling happy and peaceful. He quickly fell into a deep sleep in Qin Luyao's gentle embrace.

...

Yang Pengfei and his girlfriend lived in Donghai City, a city with an exceptionally prosperous commercial economy.
It became a special economic zone during the reform and opening up period. After so many years of development, it is now filled with high-rise buildings and bustling traffic.

Yang Pengfei's company—Donghai Zhengguang Investment Development Bank—is located in a prime location in the city. It is a high-end office building with 30 floors. The first floor is the bank's lobby, occupying an entire floor with an area of several hundred square meters. There are two lifelike stone lions in front of the entrance, making it look very grand. The other departments of the bank are located on the 18th floor.
Yang Pengfei stood in front of this luxurious office building, looked up at the top, and saw the dazzling sunlight reflecting off the glass curtain wall. He quickly lowered his head, brushed his hair, straightened his tie, took a deep breath, and then walked to the elevator with his head held high and pressed the button.

After a while, the elevator door slowly opened, Yang Pengfei stepped in, turned around, and pressed the red button marked "18". The elevator door slowly closed.

Just then, a voice called out, "Wait!" Yang Pengfei quickly held the elevator door open, and it slowly opened again. A woman walked in, gave him a friendly smile, and said softly, "Thank you!" "

You're welcome!" Yang Pengfei replied casually, not paying much attention.

The woman then noticed the red "18" button on the elevator wall and smiled charmingly, asking, "You're going to the 18th floor too? Are you also an employee of Zhengguang? I've never seen you before."

Looking at her captivating smile, Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. He replied, "I'm new here. Today is my first day. Are you also an employee of Zhengguang?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Pengfei secretly regretted it, feeling his question was rather foolish. She had clearly said she hadn't seen him at Zhengguang, which implied she was also an employee. He had asked an unnecessary question, and his expression became somewhat awkward.

The woman smiled and said, "Yes, I'm an employee of Zhengguang. Welcome to be my colleague." She extended her hand, and Yang Pengfei quickly followed suit, their hands clasped together.

Yang Pengfei found the woman's hand smooth and delicate, very comfortable to hold, and he was reluctant to let go. It was the woman who released his hand first, pulling it away. Only then did Yang Pengfei realize his mistake and hurriedly withdrew his hand, standing awkwardly to the side, unsure what to say. The woman smiled and said nothing more.

Yang Pengfei regretted his behavior, wanting to slap himself. He had acted so rudely on their first meeting; she might have thought he was a pervert. He stole a glance at the woman, seeing no anger on her face, and felt slightly relieved. He turned his face away, pretending not to look at anything else, staring intently at the constantly changing numbers on the elevator wall. But after a while, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but steal glances at the woman again.

The woman was around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a classic oval face and striking good looks. Her wine-red hair was styled in a high bun, and she wore a black business suit. The smooth silk stockings covering her calves gleamed alluringly, and she wore black high heels with delicate straps wrapped around her smooth, rounded ankles. Her entire outfit was both noble and elegant, dignified yet alluring.

Finally, Yang Pengfei's gaze lingered on the woman's high, firm breasts, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. Her breasts were exceptionally full and perky, almost making one worry that they might burst free from the constraints of her clothing at any moment.

Because Yang Pengfei was almost a head taller than the woman, he could vaguely see the lace trim of her black lace bra through the neckline of her clothes. Yang Pengfei swallowed hard, about to guess whether her bra size was 36D or 36E, when the elevator doors opened. The woman smiled at him, walked out, and disappeared around a corner.

Yang Pengfei muttered, "What a pity, I didn't ask her name." But then he thought, "Since we already know we're colleagues, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future." He felt relieved and quickly walked to the front desk, asked the receptionist for directions to the HR department, and then hurried to report for duty.

Chapter 003 The Little Devil in the Office

"Knock knock!" Yang Pengfei knocked on the door!

"Come in!"

"Director Wang, hello! I'm here to report for duty." Yang Pengfei pushed open the door and said.

"Oh, you're the new Yang, come! Please sit down!" Director Wang said with a smile.

Director Wang was an elderly man in his fifties, plump with small eyes and a receding hairline revealing a shiny scalp. He always wore a smile, resembling a Maitreya Buddha, making him approachable to everyone he met, including Yang Pengfei, whose earlier nervousness dissipated considerably.

"After careful consideration, we've decided to assign you to the credit department. Go to Director Zhang there now; he'll arrange your work."

"Okay! Thank you, Director Wang." Yang Pengfei stood up, respectfully closing the door behind him.

The credit department wasn't large, with six people including the director; now, with Yang Pengfei, there were seven. The director's surname was Zhang, and his given name was Zhang Shan. However, the character "Shan" sounded a bit like "San," and coupled with his round face, resembling a large pancake, the bank staff nicknamed him "Sanbing" (Three Pancake).

Zhang Shan's attitude towards Yang Pengfei was neither overly enthusiastic nor cold, displaying a leader's demeanor. He called out, "Everyone, stop for a moment. Now, let me introduce our new colleague." Pointing to Yang Pengfei, he said, "This is our new colleague, Yang Pengfei. Please welcome him." He then led the applause, followed by a few scattered claps. Yang Pengfei bowed to everyone and said, "Please give me your guidance!"

Just then, someone chuckled softly, "Hey! Why do you look a bit like a Japanese person?" Yang Pengfei looked up and saw a young girl laughing at him. He smiled awkwardly, remaining silent, but inwardly cursing, "Damn it! This little brat dares to say I look like a Japanese person!"

Little did she know, Yang Pengfei hated the Japanese more than anything. Although he himself hadn't suffered any persecution at the hands of the Japanese, his grandfather had almost been killed by them. His grandfather was a soldier in the Eighth Route Army, with over a dozen scars on his body, all from fighting the Japanese. Yang Pengfei had heard stories of these scars from his grandfather since childhood, telling tales of the Japanese devils' ferocity and brutality. Therefore, Yang Pengfei had never had a good impression of the Japanese. Furthermore, with the occasional militaristic rhetoric from Japan in recent years, Yang Pengfei's hatred for the Japanese had only intensified.

Now, this girl said he looked Japanese, which angered Yang Pengfei, but he couldn't show it, so he could only curse inwardly, "Little vixen!"

The "little vixen" was named Chen Jun, and she was quite pretty, petite, with brown curly hair that exuded a wildness. Then Zhang Shan introduced four more people, two men and two women. "This is Zhou Yu, we call her Sister Zhou, this is Chen Xiaoli, and those two, one is Uncle Wang, and that's Xiao Li." Yang Pengfei greeted them one by one. Zhang Shan said, "Alright, everyone get back to work. Xiao Yang, this is your desk. Familiarize yourself with it first, and let me know if you need anything." With that, he went straight into his office.

The job of the credit department is to review loan applications from clients to determine whether to grant them a loan. It was Yang Pengfei's first day at work, and he didn't have any specific tasks to do, so he sat at his desk flipping through client files. But his mind kept wandering to which department the beautiful woman in the elevator belonged to, and why he hadn't seen her yet. He started to regret not asking her name earlier.

He endured the day until the end of the workday, and even after leaving the bank, he didn't see the woman again.

Standing at the bank entrance, Yang Pengfei didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go home yet, because no one would be home at this hour. His girlfriend, Xiaolu, had been working overtime these past few days, not coming home until very late. Sometimes he really couldn't understand how a secretary could be so busy.

"Hey! Where are you going after work?" A voice came from behind. Yang Pengfei turned around and his eyes lit up. It was the little vixen Chen Jun. She had changed out of her work uniform and was now wearing a white gauze skirt and a black cotton t-shirt. Her firm breasts trembled slightly as she walked under the thin clothes. Her round buttocks were up in a beautiful curve under the skirt. Her long, shapely legs were bare, without stockings. She wore a pair of small white sandals. She exuded a youthful vibe.

Yang Pengfei watched, thinking to himself, "This girl looks quite different in this outfit." Although he still harbored some resentment towards her, seeing that she had greeted him first, he felt it would be petty to ignore her. So he said, "Going home, where else would I go?"

Chen Jun laughed and said, "Hehe! Afraid your wife will make you kneel by the bed if you get home late."

Just as Yang Pengfei was about to speak, his phone rang. Chen Jun said again, "Haha! Speak of the devil, and he appears. Never mind, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving now, bye-bye!" Yang Pengfei watched her graceful figure and shook his head with a smile. Then he took out his phone and saw that it was his best friend He Xiao calling.

"Hey! Handsome! Where are you now?" He Xiao asked on the other end of the phone.

"He's at the bank entrance."

"To celebrate your first day at work, I'm treating you at the Royal Grand Hotel. How about it? Come on over! Oh, and bring your sister-in-law Xiaolu too!"

"Hehe! Okay!"

He Xiao was Yang Pengfei's college classmate and roommate. They were very close; people jokingly called them "the two best friends," which showed their close relationship. Initially, however, they didn't get along very well. He Xiao was from a wealthy family; his father was the CEO of a real estate development company, and his mother was a government official. He Xiao always wore designer clothes, smoked expensive cigarettes, and acted like a spoiled brat, which Yang Pengfei disapproved of, so he didn't interact with him much. It wasn't until an incident occurred that their relationship changed.

It happened during peak hours at the university cafeteria. The line stretched all the way outside. He Xiao, getting impatient, sneaked to the front to cut in line. However, an older student spotted him, grabbed He Xiao by the collar, and dragged him backward, throwing the small, thin He Xiao flat on his back. His lunchbox and spoon flew wildly, causing everyone around to burst into laughter. The older student yelled, "You cut in line? Get back here!"
Several of He Xiao's classmates were also indignant, but seeing how tall and strong the other person was, they all gave up on standing up for He Xiao. However, just then, Yang Pengfei stepped forward. He was also unhappy about He Xiao cutting in line without permission, but seeing the other person bullying his roommate because of his strength, he couldn't help but stand up and argue with him. Unexpectedly, the other person ignored him and immediately threw a punch. This was a miscalculation for the other person. Although Yang Pengfei wasn't as tall as the other person, he had been participating in a martial arts class since the first year of junior high school and only dropped out in the second year of senior high school. Those five years of martial arts training hadn't been in vain; in just a few moves, he had the other person bruised and battered.

Later, Yang Pengfei was disciplined for this, but when he returned to the dormitory, He Xiao was extremely grateful to Yang Pengfei, praising him as a true friend and saying that Yang Pengfei would always be there for He Xiao. As Yang Pengfei spent more time with him, he discovered that although He Xiao had some spoiled brat habits, he was also generous and open-hearted. Their relationship gradually deepened, and they became best friends. They skipped classes together, chased girls together, and even frequented brothels together.
After graduating from university, He Xiao became the vice president of his father's company, while Yang Pengfei couldn't find a job. He Xiao suggested that Yang Pengfei become a department manager at his company, but Yang Pengfei refused because he didn't want to be his old classmate's subordinate. He Xiao seemed to understand his thoughts and never brought it up again.
Yang Pengfei took out his phone and called Qin Xiaolu. Sure enough, Qin Xiaolu said she was busy; she had to accompany her boss to entertain a major client and told Yang Pengfei to go by himself. Yang Pengfei could only tell her to drink less and come home early that night before hanging up.

Yang Pengfei was somewhat displeased with Qin Xiaolu's frequent business dinners with her boss these past few days. He knew that those burly clients at the banquets would inevitably try to grope the pretty Qin Xiaolu, and the thought of it made his heart ache. He didn't want his girlfriend to be taken advantage of.

So, a few days ago, he told Qin Xiaolu, "You should go out with your boss less often in the future."

Qin Xiaolu replied, feeling wronged, "Do you think I want to? Can you refuse when your boss asks you to go? Unless you don't want this job anymore. You know how hard it is to find a job these days, right?" Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei immediately felt inferior, regretting his own incompetence and the fact that his girlfriend had to suffer.

The Royal Grand Hotel is located in the city center of Donghai City. It's a four-star hotel, considered quite large in Donghai City. The entire hotel has sixteen floors, with guest rooms on floors nine through fifteen, and the rest dedicated to dining and entertainment facilities. The first floor houses the hotel lobby and coffee shop, the second floor features a Western restaurant and bar, the third floor is a Chinese restaurant, the fourth floor has karaoke rooms and a dance hall, the fifth and sixth floors are sauna and massage rooms (the fifth floor has regular massage rooms, while the sixth floor has spacious and luxurious VIP rooms), the seventh floor has a conference hall and exhibition hall, the eighth floor has a bowling alley and a billiards room, and the top floor, the sixteenth floor, is a revolving observation deck and a gym.

In short, all kinds of entertainment facilities are available here, and it's a one-stop service. First, guests can enjoy a hearty meal at the restaurant, then go to the karaoke room to sing their hearts out. Of course, if they're interested, they can also have female companions accompany them. If they don't want to sing, they can try their hand at billiards. When they're tired, they can enjoy the gentle services of massage girls in the sauna and massage rooms. Chinese massage, Thai massage, oil massage, and bone-setting are all available, and each girl has her own specialty.

It's said that even someone with ten years of incurable impotence could be massaged to a standstill, and then a beautiful woman would be found in the room for a tryst. It's like enjoying a life of pleasure without ever leaving the hotel. Of course, this whole process comes at a hefty price; if you don't have much money, you can only look on with envy.
Chapter 004 One Man and Two Women

When Yang Pengfei arrived at the Royal Hotel, the city lights were already on. The various neon lights in front of the hotel illuminated the area like daytime. It was lunchtime, and the hotel entrance was filled with all sorts of luxury cars; the busiest time of day had arrived.

Yang Pengfei took out his phone and called He Xiao. He Xiao said, "I'm in a private room on the third floor. Come quickly."

Yang Pengfei went straight to the third floor and, led by a waitress, arrived at He Xiao's private room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw He Xiao with one arm around the neck of a beautiful girl, and the other hand groping under the table.
Upon seeing Yang Pengfei arrive, the two quickly separated. The girl blushed deeply and lowered her head, avoiding Yang Pengfei's gaze. Yang Pengfei chuckled, fully aware of their actions, thinking, "This is probably He Xiao's new girlfriend again. That guy changes girlfriends every few days. This chick is quite pretty; I wonder how long He Xiao's interest will last?"

Sure enough, He Xiao said, "Come on, boss, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Xiao Rong." Then, pointing to Yang Pengfei, he said to Xiao Rong, "This is my college classmate and best friend, Yang Pengfei." Xiao Rong blushed and shook hands with Yang Pengfei. At this moment, He Xiao asked, "Hey! Where's your wife? Why isn't she here?"

Yang Pengfei replied, "She's out entertaining that vampire-like boss."

"Haha! Boss, be careful your wife doesn't get snatched away by someone else," He Xiao joked.

"Go away! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"

"Hehe! Miss, serve the food!" He Xiao said, "Boss, how was your first day at work?"
"Ugh! Don't even mention it, I sat in the office like an idiot all day."

"If you're not happy, then quit. Come work for our company. We're opening a branch in Shanghai soon, what do you say, boss? Would you be willing to help me get that branch up and running?"

Yang Pengfei knew He Xiao wanted to help him, but he didn't want to rely on others. Besides, he hadn't reached the point where he needed help to survive, so he shook his head and said, "Start a new company? I'm afraid I don't have that ability. I'd rather stay here. The bank's benefits are pretty good, hehe!"

"Boss, I'm not trying to be mean, but you just can't let go of your pathetic pride and your tiny bit of self-esteem. Anyway, let's not talk about that. Come on, eat!" He Xiao said, picking up a piece of bull penis with his chopsticks and putting it in Yang Pengfei's bowl. "Eat this, you're supposed to be able to handle your wife tonight, haha!" "

You're the one who needs to eat this to replenish your energy, you're always having sex..." Yang Pengfei suddenly remembered that Xiao Rong was still there, so he quickly swallowed his words.

At this moment, Xiao Rong's face was as red as a sheet of red cloth. She stood up and said, "Excuse me! I'm going to the restroom, you guys eat first." Then she quickly walked out. As Yang Pengfei watched her leave, he said to He Xiao, "You little rascal, changing girlfriends like clothes! Where did you pick this one up from?"

He Xiao chuckled, "How about it? Not bad, right? You know, she's a graduate student. It took me quite a bit of effort to win her over." His smugness was palpable. He then held up a piece of bullwhip to Yang Pengfei, saying, "You know what, I really need to eat this to replenish my energy. Don't let her shyness fool you, she's incredibly horny in bed. She knows all sorts of things, I'm almost overwhelmed by her."

Yang Pengfei laughed heartily, saying, "Brother, want me to help you?"

"Go away! I can handle it," He Xiao said, punching Yang Pengfei's shoulder.

A little while later, Xiao Rong returned. The two exchanged a smile. Xiao Rong, noticing their odd smiles, said, "Hey, He Xiao, are you talking about me behind my back again?"

"No, why would I talk about you? I was just telling the boss how smart, beautiful, and highly educated you are—a truly rare woman!" He Xiao showered her with compliments.

"Ugh! I'm not talking to you anymore, let's eat!" Xiao Rong said coquettishly.

The three of them ate and drank, quickly finishing their meal. He Xiao said, "Let's go to the KTV on the fourth floor and sing our hearts out to digest." Yang Pengfei checked the time; it wasn't even nine o'clock yet. Thinking that Xiaolu probably hadn't gone home yet, and he'd have nothing to do at home alone, he readily agreed to He Xiao's suggestion.

The three of them took the elevator to the fourth floor. As soon as they stepped out, they felt the environment was completely different from the one below. Heavy metal music blasted at them, and in stark contrast to the bright lights of the restaurant below, the lighting here was dim, and the figures were blurry. After a few seconds, their eyes adjusted to the environment. They saw heavily made-up, scantily clad women walking past them, some even giving Yang Pengfei and He Xiao flirtatious glances, which made Xiao Rong glare at He Xiao.

"Ah! Isn't this Boss He and Boss Yang? It's been a long time since we've seen you! Come, please come in!" a woman in her thirties greeted them.

"Hehe! Sister Zhou, give us a private room," He Xiao said.

"Okay!" After saying that, Sister Zhou walked to the front and opened a private room.

"Oh, you two seem to know each other so well. Do you come here often?" Xiao Rong hooked her arm around He Xiao's and whispered in his ear.

"No, it's the boss who comes here often. I've only come a few times following him. Sister Zhou treats everyone like an acquaintance. That's how she builds relationships. In business, enthusiasm is the most important thing," He Xiao explained innocently. Xiao Rong

snorted, looking somewhat skeptical. Yang Pengfei saw this and secretly found it amusing.
As soon as they entered the private room, Xiao Rong went to the computer and started singing her favorite songs. Sister Zhou recognized Xiao Rong as He Xiao's girlfriend and said to Yang Pengfei, "Mr. Yang, would you like a lady to keep you company?" Before Yang Pengfei could speak, He Xiao, sitting beside him, interjected, "Of course! Call over your prettiest lady; it's on me tonight."

"Hehe! Mr. Yang, you've come at the perfect time. We just had a girl here today; she's not only beautiful but also a college student," He Xiao

said. "Then what are you waiting for? Quickly call her in."

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, gentlemen."

Soon, Sister Zhou led in a girl. The two men's eyes lit up immediately. The girl had long, flowing hair, delicate eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes. Unlike the other ladies who wore heavy makeup, she wore light makeup, appearing pure and elegant. The girl wore a black satin fitted dress with thin straps on the upper body and a high slit on the lower body. The alluring fitted dress accentuated her graceful figure, her curves subtly revealed.

Her high, firm breasts pushed the front of her dress up, creating a deep cleavage between them. The dress clung to the perfect curves of her snow-white breasts, tapering sharply at the hem to blend seamlessly with her slender, beautiful waist. A high slit at her waist allowed glimpses of her long, slender legs and round, high buttocks as she moved.

Yang Pengfei and He Xiao were completely mesmerized until Xiao Rong coughed loudly beside them, snapping them out of their reverie. Xiao Rong snapped out of her rage, "I'm not singing anymore, let's go home."

With that, she grabbed her bag and walked out. He Xiao hurriedly chased after her, whispering in Yang Pengfei's ear before leaving, "Boss, you..."

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