Restaurant No. 8

(1)

After finally receiving her year-end bonus, I mustered up my courage and went to the Jinghua Hotel near the company. My palms were sweating
, hoping that my meager salary could cover the expenses here.

Three months ago, I met my dream girl here. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, her beautiful image was deeply imprinted in
my mind. Judging from her uniform, she must work here. Heaven help me, I hope I can see her again...

According to the information provided by my colleagues, the beauty I can't forget probably works in the restaurant department here. But in such a large
hotel, the restaurants alone occupy four floors, offering French, Japanese, Middle Eastern... and other international cuisines.
There are also four or five Chinese restaurants, encompassing all kinds of delicacies from all over the country. In the vast sea of people, I can only try my luck one by one...

The dark glass doors opened to both sides, and the decorations inside were indeed magnificent. Greeting me at the door was a pretty
young woman: a tight-fitting, low-cut dress with several irregular slits on either side of the waist, revealing her delicate skin.
Beneath the extremely short skirt, her beautiful legs were clad in lace stockings and chic ankle boots. After confirming the number of diners, she led me up
the spiral staircase next to her. I deliberately lagged behind, admiring the alluring view beneath her skirt.

The upstairs dining area was quite elegant, with tables for two to six people. Openwork screens divided the space into sections, creating a spacious
yet private atmosphere. I noticed that several tables had a waitress, also wearing a similarly sexy dress.

"Hello, it's an honor to serve you tonight, my name is Xiao Jing..." The young woman who led me upstairs led me to a two-person table by the window
. Her sweet voice sounded natural, but her pretty face was slightly flushed with shyness. Although she touched the back of her skirt as she went upstairs,
I still got a clear view of her sexy panties and shapely buttocks.

"We have a few limited-edition special dishes this week..." Xiao Jing stood by the table, gracefully bending down to explain the menu to me. Her
snow-white breasts and deep cleavage were just two feet in front of me. Xiao Jing probably noticed my gaze, and her cheeks grew increasingly
hot.

"The wines include... red wines from the Bordeaux Valley..." Xiao Jing dared not meet my burning gaze, her clear and sweet voice
becoming slower and more stuttering. Her pert breasts rose and fell slightly...

I took in Xiao Jing's delicate body from head to toe before reluctantly ordering a few expensive dishes and asking for a bottle of wine
. Xiao Jing's face lit up with joy, her flushed cheeks finally daring to turn to me, her bright eyes giving me a coquettish glare before she nimbly
went off to her work.

The screens on all four sides were neither too high nor too low, making the space feel less cramped. Through the carved and openwork of the screens, I could see the situation at several
nearby tables. A waitress was bending over with her back to me, and the beautiful view under her skirt was clearly visible through the screen.
At another

Xiao Jing returned quickly, carrying wine and two wine glasses. She poured me a glass and placed the empty one on
the table . I took a few sips, and she stood beside me, refilling my glass as needed. I asked curiously, "Are you only responsible for
one customer?

" "Yes, we each only take care of one table..." Her face was less red, "That way the service quality will be better
... Oh, please wait a moment, the appetizers are ready..."

Xiao Jing brought over two dishes, and I admired her swaying gait through the screen. It seemed their training was quite thorough
; her beautiful legs were tightly pressed together, and she walked in a straight line, heel to toe. The high-heeled ankle boots made her calves appear even more slender and long
, and her steps swayed with her shapely hips and slim waist.

Xiao Jing carefully served me the dishes, her bare arms and slender fingers quite sexy. She remained standing by the table,
smiling as she watched me eat.

"You must be tired standing like that, sit down and eat with me," I said. "There's wine too, you've already prepared glasses, so help me
with some."

"But... the manager says..."

It's okay, I forced you to sit. Sit down. You haven't had dinner yet, have you?

Xiao Jing sat down, smoothing her skirt. Her posture was quite graceful, her thighs pressed tightly together, her calves naturally angled
. Through the glass tabletop, I could fully admire her fair, beautiful legs. I picked up an empty glass and poured her some wine.

"Thank you..." Xiao Jing's sweet dimples were quite charming. She massaged her thighs with both hands, "They're really sore, I
didn't even get a lunch break..."

We chatted as we ate. Xiao Jing was still studying and only came here to work on weekends. Although the uniform was a bit revealing,
the salary was much higher than elsewhere. Occasionally, they would encounter some customers who would get handsy, in which case they could ask to change tables.

"But my roommate doesn't care. She says she can get an extra thousand or two in tips if she gets touched a few times, so why not..." Xiao Jing
said, tears welling up in her eyes. "But I still can't stand it. I think those customers are disgusting..."

I handed her a tissue, and she gave me a faint smile through her tears: "Thank you... Ah, it's time for the food again..."

Xiao Jing returned with the main course, her tears turning into laughter: "When I went in, they all thought I'd been sexually harassed again..."

Actually, I'm a pervert too! Who wouldn't be tempted by a beauty like you? I said with a smile.

"Hmph! Yeah, when we went upstairs just now... and when they were talking to you about the menu..." Xiao Jing put on a
fierce look, then smiled sweetly: "I didn't expect you to be so gentlemanly... you didn't do anything inappropriate to me..."

When Xiao Jing returned with the dishes, I asked curiously: How can you know when the food is served while we're chatting
? Is there some kind of secret signal from the kitchen? (Strangely enough, Xiao Jing's seat was clearly facing away from the kitchen.)

"Ah~" Before Xiao Jing could put down the tray, her face suddenly turned red, her hand slipped, and a sip of hot soup spilled onto my crotch
. Xiao Jing screamed in panic.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry~" Xiao Jing hurriedly put down the tray and grabbed a tissue to wipe my crotch.
"It's so hot!" Xiao Jing panicked again and grabbed a wine glass, spilling the soup onto the same spot...

Although I repeatedly told their manager it was okay, he insisted on sending my pants to be washed. Not only was dinner
free , but he also got me a room from the housekeeping department so I could rest there for free while my pants were being washed.

"I'm so sorry~" Xiao Jing, having been scolded, came to my room to apologize.

It's okay, don't think too much about it. Your eyes will get swollen if you cry again.

Xiao Jing was still wearing her work dress and carrying a small travel bag. "You there..." Xiao Jing's face turned red again.
"Did you get burned?"

Of course not! I was both amused and exasperated.
Although my underwear was relatively clean, and I only sent my trousers to the laundry after entering the room, the customer service department still gave
me a brand new set of underwear. As expected of the Jinghua Hotel, not only are the rooms luxurious, but the service quality is also quite good.

"I..." Xiao Jing lowered her head, her cheeks burning, and her voice grew softer and softer: "I... can I help you scrub your back?"

Because of Xiao Jing's insistence, and since I'm not exactly a gentleman, she followed me into the bathroom. She was still wearing
a dress , but of course, she had taken off her stockings and ankle boots. Xiao Jing's completely exposed long legs were fair and delicate, and my penis couldn't help but
stand up straight.

"You..." Xiao Jing covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, but one eye still peeked through her fingers. "So big~"

"Ah~" Before Xiao Jing could scream, the water I scooped up had already soaked her dress. The already well-fitting
fabric clung even tighter to her alluring body, revealing the patterns on her bra and panties.

Xiao Jing stood there, both embarrassed and anxious: "I have to go to work tomorrow!" "And..." She suddenly turned away.
"You! Turn around, don't look!"

When Xiao Jing came back in, she was only wrapped in a large bath towel, her pretty eyes glaring at me: "Hmph! You got off easy!"
"Ah!" With a scream from Xiao Jing, I had already pulled her up and sealed her lips with mine. If
I still didn't understand a girl's feelings at a time like this, I might as well go

bang my head against a wall. Xiao Jing only stiffened for a moment before relaxing. My tongue quickly slipped through her teeth, teasing her inexperienced tongue
. Her body seemed to tremble slightly with tension, and her temperature rose higher and higher.

The long, passionate kiss left Xiao Jing breathless. I released her lips, gently stroking her flushed cheeks. Her
eyes met my deep gaze, and she shyly looked away before lowering her head and quietly closing them.

"You're so beautiful," I whispered. I lifted Xiaojing's face and pressed my lips to her warm, moist lips once more. My hand slid down her
slender neck, taking her hand that was resting on her chest. Her delicate hand softened in my palm, and the loose towel
slipped off with my other hand. I guided her hand to her heaving breasts, and Xiaojing's breath quickened. She gently struggled, trying to
push away my intrusive hand.

As I firmly pressed in, her small hand slid to my wrist, taking my palm and guiding me to caress and knead her firm,
snowy breasts. I couldn't help but squeeze her clitoris. As if a switch had been flipped, Xiaojing couldn't help but
moan softly. Her soft, cloying moans swayed with each breath, mingling with her intoxicating, youthful fragrance, making my
already swollen penis twitch a few more times.

"Whoa~" Xiao Jing, already lost in the romantic atmosphere, suddenly broke free: "Let's... take a shower first, okay?"

I wrapped my arms around Xiao Jing's slender waist, and amidst the rising steam, I admired her flawless, white body for the first time. The passion of our kiss
had tinged her skin pink. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down, guiding my gaze to the delicate, pert peaks of her breasts.
Her beautiful nipples and areolas were her newly exposed erogenous zones, and the crimson marks on her snow-white skin were remnants of
my climax . Her waist was even thinner than I had imagined, and below her flat, smooth abdomen, thick pubic hair clung to her alluring mons pubis.

Xiao Jing let out a soft moan and hugged me, her head pressed against my chest, refusing to lift it. I lifted her up, and our bodies slid into the bathtub
filled with hot water.

Xiao Jing in my arms seemed hotter than the hot water. Her slender hands climbed up the back of my head, and her cherry lips pressed against mine. Her
waist swayed like a water snake, her breasts massaging my chest with a rhythmic tug and release. My hands
roamed over her silky smooth back and pert buttocks, and my erection once again throbbed against her soft, firm skin.

Xiao Jing noticed the restlessness of my penis, her eyes suddenly opening, and she playfully breathed at me, "I haven't even wiped your back yet
~" "Get up!" Xiao Jing ignored my throbbing erection and escaped from the bathtub with a smile.

"You... I'll show you something, you... you can't laugh at me!" Once inside the warm bed, Xiao Jing's smiling face was
also filled with endless shyness.

What she pulled out from behind her was a damp, transparent plastic bag, inside which was a pager.
"Each of us ladies... has a pager." She bit her lower lip, leaning into my arms, her head lowered, refusing to look at
me. "When the kitchen plates the dishes, it calls the lady in charge..." Xiao Jing's voice grew softer and softer.
"I...I...put...the pager...in...my little hole..." "
When the pager...vibrates...I...know...it's time...to serve the dishes..."

"Oh, how embarrassing!" Xiao Jing's small fists rained down on my chest:
"Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh..."

I grabbed Xiao Jing's tired hand, leaned down, and kissed her fragrant lips. Xiao Jing twisted her body,
letting out a captivating moan, intensifying my already rising desire. I continued kissing her neck, my hands roaming over her
slender, sensitive body. Xiao Jing hugged me tightly, twisting and turning, responding to my caresses, rubbing every part of her body.
I kissed her pink areolas, sucking on her peach-like breasts. My tongue teased her clitoris, and Xiao Jing's moans
became even more wanton...

The sheets were already soaked. My hard penis slid down Xiao Jing's alluring thighs, penetrating her wet and tight
little hole . My penis was tightly held, squeezed and writhing from all sides by the tender flesh, as if it couldn't bear being ravaged, yet also as if
it craved deeper and more beautiful stimulation, sucking my penis in again and again...

With my thrusting, Xiao Jing tossed her hair, her charming moans flying everywhere. Her pert breasts shook violently, and the
squelching sounds came from between her smooth, alabaster legs. Xiao Jing's delicate, tender lips were already swollen and engorged, rolling in and out with my
piston-like movements. With each increasingly intense thrust, her body trembled and convulsed, accompanied by a long moan.
Her vagina involuntarily spasmed violently, releasing a large amount of nectar…

Xiao Jing's long, beautiful hair was scattered on the disheveled sheets, her pink body radiating a dazzling and alluring luster like crystal
. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, her charming and shy face flushed with a lingering blush. Her delicate, slightly upturned nose, her slightly parted
cherry lips, her flawless skin, her snow-white and full breasts…

Meanwhile, behind a pair of dark glass doors, in a seemingly unpretentious office…
A stunningly beautiful woman took a thin scroll from the shelf.

File number: ◆◢◤◥△◣├◣∴┬ⅱ┬┤◢├
Client: He Yijing
Wish: 1. To forget her deceased boyfriend
2. To help her parents pay off their debts
3. To find her other half in life
Price: ◆◥├◢┼┴◢?▏┬┼▏◆◥┼◤▏

The stunningly beautiful woman carefully flipped through the scroll: "Hmm, Xiao Jing is like this now, we can close the case now."

Chapter 1 of Restaurant No. 8
(2) The First Blossom of Fragrance

I, who always get up early, woke up at 8 o'clock. The lovely girl beside me was still dreaming. A faint smile graced her beautiful face
, her dimples highlighting her fair, rosy skin, as captivating as the sunrise or sunset. A golden light streamed through the balcony's
French windows , bright but not glaring. Though her back was to the sun, her delicate face and shoulders were dazzlingly white
.

Xiao Jing's long, beautiful eyelashes trembled gently with her occasional murmurs. Her cloud-like hair brushed past her ears,
tracing poetic curves on her neck and shoulders. A thin blanket clung tightly to her alluring body, subtly revealing
a .

Xiao Jing's pillow had clearly fallen to the floor. In its place lay my aching, weak arm. Her small hand rested
beside my elbow, its gentle touch making me reluctant to pull away. From the shadows of the trees outside the window, I could faintly hear the soft chirping of birds.

I quietly admired the beautiful woman before me.

So beautiful.

Watching Xiao Jing sleeping soundly, I silently vowed in my heart: I would dedicate my entire life to loving her, cherishing her, and
protecting her.

Perhaps hearing my silent call, Xiao Jing awoke.

Her sleepy eyes quickly blossomed into a shy smile. Her gaze pierced through my corneas, meeting my
tender eyes.

"I (love) (you)," I mouthed to Xiao Jing in a silent confession.

A surprised smile radiated from her pretty face. Her shy eyes, unable to withstand my burning passion,
gently closed. Her small hand, nestled against my elbow, grew hot.

Our lips met.

"No..." Xiao Jing weakly pushed away my unrestrained hands, "You just made me like that last night..."
"Ah..." she gasped, "I...I...haven't even showered yet..."

Finally free from my caresses, Xiao Jing gave me a reproachful look, then leaned languidly against the headboard, panting. The sheets and blankets
were scattered around the bed, her smooth, flawless body bathed in the direct sunlight...

Her beautiful face was still flushed, her long hair cascading over her shoulders and chest. Her pert breasts rose and fell with the fragrant breeze
, and several lingering hickeys remained on her pale pink body. Below her flat stomach, thick hair guarded her sacred vulva,
her alluring thighs tightly pressed together, her slender calves gleaming in the golden sunlight...

"Ah~" The naked Xiao Jing then realized I was staring at her blankly. She hurriedly grabbed the pillow beside her, covering
her breasts and the area between her legs. "Oh dear!" Her face flushed red. "Didn't you get enough of looking last night?"

After kicking me out of the bathroom, Xiao Jing finally finished her shower. She changed into a thin silk blouse and a short, narrow
denim skirt, and sat in front of the vanity to blow-dry her hair.

The doorbell rang. Two beautiful women came in smiling, carrying my trousers and a gift box.
"Sister Lan, Peiwen, good morning." Xiao Jing was completely oblivious to the danger: "Why did it take you so long to wash a pair of trousers?"

"Don't even mention it! You two were making such a racket last night, how could your sister-in-law have the nerve to ring the doorbell?" The
younger- girl sneered at her. This must be Peiwen.

"What…" Xiao Jing's face instantly turned bright red, and she turned off the hairdryer. "You guys…were all eavesdropping outside?…"
"I…I…" Xiao Jing lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer, "…It wasn't very loud…"

"Ha!" Pei Wen looked smug. "Sister Lan, you see! I got it out of her in just a few words!"
"Great! I have to tell everyone the good news right away!" Pei Wen excitedly rushed out of the room. "Xiao Jing is finally
taken !"

"You…you guys…" Xiao Jing looked at the half-open door, at Sister Lan who was secretly laughing, and then glared fiercely at
me, who was standing awkwardly to the side. "…You're all bullying me!" She blushed and hid in the bathroom. "Sister Lan, I'm too scared to go to work today
!"

Sister Lan smiled and turned around from the bathroom door, carefully looking me up and down. That kind of mother-in-law's gaze at her son-in-law
made me wish I could hide in the bathroom with Xiao Jing.

"Hmm," Sister Lan slightly lowered her lips, but her eyes were still full of undisguised laughter, "Xiao Jing has good taste
!" She gently patted me, "Xiao Jing is a famous ice queen here, you must have burned a lot of incense in your past life
!" "Xiao Jing is in your hands now, you must take good care of her and not let her down!"

There was a shortage of manpower at noon, so Xiao Jing still had to work. However, I volunteered to be her guest and booked a
private Japanese-style room. Anyway, yesterday's dinner and accommodation didn't cost me a penny.

Before the restaurant even opened, Xiao Jing quickly pulled me into the private room. Even so, on the short
walk from upstairs to the private room, I was still greeted with cheers from all the sisters like a hero. It turns out that Xiao Jing always ignores boys who
try to favor, so winning her heart is a big deal.

"Hmph! Now the whole world knows, let's see if you dare to bully me again!" Xiao Jing puffed out her chest, blushed, and pointed at
my nose.

"I'm too busy spoiling you to even think about taking advantage of you!" I said with a grin. I pulled her into my arms: "Let me
pamper you properly now!"

Xiao Jing hadn't changed into her uniform yet. Her thin shirt was soaked by her still-wet hair, and her sexy lace bra was faintly visible
. I gently unbuttoned her bra, and a pair of beautiful breasts popped out.

"Just now..." Xiao Jing blushed, but her erect breasts didn't flinch: "Sister Lan promised to help me serve the dishes
and keep watch for us..." Her smiling, watery eyes clung to me, radiating a captivating allure: "So,
in a moment... no... will... anyone... peek..." "And, the... soundproofing... here... is... really... good..."

Before Xiao Jing's sweet, seductive words had even finished, my large hand was already on her pert breasts. Even through her bra,
her nipples were still incredibly sensitive. With a few gentle flicks and a few gentle touches, Xiao Jing began to moan.

"Oh~ Ah~ No~ Don't~ Don't~ Do~ There~" Xiao Jing's breasts instantly turned pink, and
her slender waist swayed gently. My hand slid down to her waist, slowly massaging and kneading. My other hand slipped inside her
miniskirt, gently rubbing her equally sensitive inner thighs.

"Ah~ Oh~ You're so naughty~ Ah~ Ah~" Xiao Jing's eyes were filled with desire, "Ah~ You're so bad~ Ah~ Ah~"
Xiao Jing twisted her slender waist passionately, her legs tightly clamping my mischievous hand. The short skirt
billowed up , slowly rising higher and higher. Her fair and pink thighs were almost completely exposed, and the lace of her panties and her rounded buttocks
gradually came into my view.

Xiao Jing gently lifted her bra with one hand, her half-concealed breasts enticing my gaze, even more alluring than if she were completely naked.
Her other hand pressed down on her skirt, a symbolic resistance against the complete loss of control over her lower body. Her beautiful eyes were filled with spring, her eyelashes trembled, and her swaying hair
teased my heightened senses…

“Mmm…mmm…ah…” Xiao Jing’s half-hearted, shy demeanor was incredibly sexy. Her disheveled dress still
covered most of her delicate body, but the glimpses of skin peeking through the fabric exuded a stunning allure. Her half-open
blouse revealed a hint of her breasts. The lace of her bra outlined the exquisite curves of her breasts, the thin fabric highlighting her delicate, snow-white skin.

The hem of her shirt was pulled out completely. With Xiao Jing’s serpentine movements, her cute little navel appeared and disappeared. Her delicate
skin was as smooth as her silky blouse, tiny beads of sweat making the fabric almost transparent. Her short, tight miniskirt was rolled up to her
upper thighs, her long, beautiful legs rubbing together, drawing a lewd arc.

With a whoosh, the inner door of the private room opened. Sister Lan, holding a tray, looked at us with a smile.
"Ah~" Xiao Jing hugged me tightly, then turned to Sister Lan: "Sister Lan!! You...you promised me..."

"I promised not to let anyone peek, but I didn't promise you I wouldn't peek!" Sister Lan covered her mouth and giggled.
"Besides, I needed to sneak in early, otherwise, dressed like this, it's really uncomfortable." Sister Lan was wearing Xiao Jing
's uniform: a very short, low-cut dress, stockings, and high-heeled ankle boots. "It's been so long since I've worn this little, it's so cold..."

Although Sister Lan was Xiao Jing's supervisor, she was only two or three years older than Xiao Jing, younger than me. Of course,
I only found out about all of this later. Sister Lan married at nineteen, but her husband died young, her father-in-law suffered a stroke and was hospitalized long-term, and her mother-in-
law was also in poor health. She struggled to support the family alone. Fortunately, she had no children, and through frugality, she managed to get through
these past few years.

Sister Lan, now dressed differently, looked less reserved and composed than her usual manager self, appearing even younger. She had delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, playful
big eyes, a pert nose, and ruby-like lips. Her hair, which had been styled in a bun that morning, was now loose and tied into a lively
ponytail. Her sweet smile and alluring eyes almost rivaled Xiao Jing's stunning beauty.

Sister Lan put down her tray and, with her back to us, took off her shoes. Keeping her beautiful legs straight, she bent down and unzipped her boots.
Her skirt was already quite short, and this bending over only made it more revealing. She turned around, picked up the tray, and stepped onto the
tatami mat, which was about thirty centimeters off the ground. Her short skirt naturally lifted, revealing her sexy underwear. Even on the platform, her
skirt was still slightly higher than my eye level, exposing her beautiful legs completely to me.

Xiao Jing nestled against me, muttering to herself as she tidied her disheveled appearance, unaware of my
gaze following Lan Jie's skirt. Of course, Lan Jie wasn't as pretty as Xiao Jing, but a beautiful woman's accidental exposure always attracts attention!

Xiao Jing wouldn't let me misbehave anymore, so I had to obediently continue eating. Lan Jie inevitably exposed herself every time she came or went, and I
could clearly see her underwear and private parts. Under the semi-transparent fabric, Lan Jie's labia were thicker than Xiao Jing's, and her pubic hair was
sparser. Lan Jie's long legs were remarkably well-maintained, with only a few old scars on the soles of her feet.

Although Lan Jie didn't want to be a third wheel, Xiao Jing still dragged her to eat a few dishes with us. I noticed that
Sister Lan wasn't wearing a bra. When she bent over or lowered her head, her pair of snowy breasts swayed, enticing my gaze. No wonder she
always turned her back to me when putting on or taking off her shoes. For her, breasts without a bra were perhaps more shameful than her private parts covered by a thin layer of cloth.

Xiao Jing canceled her evening shift. We waited until all the lunch guests had left before stepping out of the private room. All the other girls stood by
, making Xiao Jing so embarrassed that she covered her face. The constant congratulations and questions made it difficult for us to move. Finally, I picked Xiao Jing
up and carried her out of the restaurant amidst a chorus of cheers.

In the afternoon, I accompanied Xiao Jing shopping and bought her a set of sexy lingerie and a short pleated skirt. After a romantic dinner, Xiao Jing dragged me
back to the Jinghua Hotel. She said that Sister Lan had given her a coupon for a couple's bath at noon.

Halfway through our bath, there was a knock on the door.
I was about to ignore it when Xiao Jing, wrapped in a bath towel, pulled the person in from outside into the room.

Sister Lan was still wearing the restaurant's uniform: a dress, stockings, and ankle boots.
From my angle, I could perfectly admire her alluring panties and beautiful legs beneath the dress.

"Xiao Jing, you!..." A blush rose on Sister Lan's pretty face, and she turned to run away: "You said you had something to talk to me about..."
"I did want to talk to you~" Xiao Jing stood guard at the door: "Sister Lan~ come on~" "Sister Lan, you've had it so hard~"

Xiao Jing tried her best to persuade Sister Lan to join our private time together,
"Sister Lan~ I'm not afraid you'll take him from me, you just can't let go of your in-laws..."
"And..." Xiao Jing glanced at me shyly, "He...he...is so vigorous...I'm afraid...I can't handle him alone..."

After much persuasion, Xiao Jing finally got Sister Lan to nod.
Watching Sister Lan shyly take off her clothes, wrap herself in a towel, and step into the pool, my penis was already throbbing with hardness.

"Sister Lan, I'm sorry," I said. Xiao Jing hadn't mentioned this to me at all…

“Hey, wait a minute!” Xiao Jing laughed smugly, “You're older, how can you call him Sister Lan?”
“You should call Sister Lan ‘Little Sister Lan,’” Xiao Jing then turned to Sister Lan, “And you, Sister Lan, should call him ‘Good Brother.’”

Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed Sister Lan's hand and whispered into her blushing ear, “Little Sister Lan…”
Xiao Jing clapped her hands happily and cheered, “Sister Lan, it’s your turn!”

Lan Jie struggled but couldn't break free from my grasp. She gave Xiao Jing a coquettish glare before softly saying, "Good brother..."

Lan Jie's breasts, though not as perky as Xiao Jing's, seemed larger.
Her fragrant tongue quickly regained its memory, intertwining with mine... Her
long-dormant body was ignited with desire, and Lan Jie's beautiful face gained even more allure.

Xiao Jing had secretly stolen Lan Jie's towel, and I caressed and kneaded her breasts, gently squeezing and
shaping them.

Lan Jie's slender hands clung to me, sliding back and forth across my chest and back.
I released her lips, found her ear, and gently bit it, saying, "Good sister, your breasts are truly exquisite!"
"Ah~" Lan Jie suddenly let out a soft cry, turning her head away in embarrassment.

Could it be...? I wondered to myself, could Lan Jie's erogenous zone be her earlobe?

"Ah~ Ah~ So~ So itchy~ Ouch~" Sister Lan couldn't resist the pleasure I brought to her earlobe.
The night was too short for Sister Lan to go home too late, so Xiao Jing also imitated me, licking and biting Sister Lan's other ear.

"Ah~ Ah~ So beautiful~ Ah~" Sister Lan rubbed her breasts with one hand and played with her clitoris with the other.
"Ah~ So~ Ah~ Good brother~ Quick~ Quick~ Give it to me~" Sister Lan twisted her alluring body, her eyes seductive,
her watery eyes directly hooking me…

I knelt in the pool and pulled Sister Lan into my arms. As my penis entered Sister Lan's tight little hole, her beautiful legs
tightly gripped my waist and hips, her slender hands encircling my neck. Xiao Jing supported Lan Jie from behind, one hand
rubbing Lan Jie's anus, the other scooping up hot water and splashing it over Lan Jie's body...

"Ahhhhhh, so beautiful... Ahhhhhh, good brother..." With my thrusting, Lan Jie wildly tossed
her long hair. The fragrance of her hair mingled with her sweat, filling the air and fueling my lust...

"Ahhhhhh, so good... Ohhhhhh..." Lan Jie moaned, letting Xiao Jing pour water over her.
The hot spring water Xiao Jing scooped up flowed down Lan Jie's hair, tracing her soft curves, ultimately reaching
the secret place where Lan Jie and I were joined.

"Ahhhhhh... I'm going to... I'm going to fly..." Under the dual assault of my thrusting and Xiao Jing's hot water, Lan Jie
reached an orgasm she hadn't experienced in years. I took the opportunity to ejaculate inside her.

Lan Jie gasped repeatedly, barely able to stand up on her own. When Xiao Jing returned to the restaurant to get her clothes, I brought her to orgasm
again.

At the same time, behind a pair of dark glass doors, in a seemingly unpretentious office,
a stunningly beautiful woman took a thin scroll from the shelf.

File Number: ◆◢◤◥△◣├◣∴┬ⅱ┬┤◢├
Client: Xu Xianglan
Wishes: 1. ┤◢├┼┴◢?▏
2. ┼▏◆◥◆◥
3. ◆◥┼◤▏ⅱ┬◥△◣Price
:◆◥├◢┼┴◢?▏┬┼▏◆◥┼◤▏The

stunningly beautiful woman carefully flipped through the files: "Oh dear, Sister Lan, you're almost done with the case, right?"
She found a photograph in the files: "Eh~ Isn't this the man from yesterday?"

Chapter 2 of Restaurant No. 8 (End)

3) Today was Fei Wen

's workday.

Wearing an extremely alluring uniform, she admired herself in front of the dressing table. With a beautiful face and a slender figure, she
smiled and admired the beauty in the mirror.

She still remembered the scene when she first got this job, taking measurements in front of the dressing mirror.
The tailor was a middle-aged woman, which made her feel much more at ease.
However, when the tailor was taking her measurements, she was far too meticulous and rigorous.

Her smooth, delicate body was completely naked. Countless spotlights illuminated her fair skin, making it shimmer.
Not only her measurements—bust, waist, hips, shoulder width, leg length—but even the subtle differences in size between her breasts, the size, shape, and color of her areolas,
the sheen and curve of her nipples—were meticulously recorded in the notebook beside her master.

The master even carefully measured her genitals, sketching the tiny openings of her hymen in the notebook. She secretly
glanced at the master's sketches. (My little hole is quite beautiful, isn't it?) She felt smug. (I wonder if the master
recorded my pubic hair too?) The thought had barely crossed her mind when she blushed.

When she received the uniform, she couldn't wait to try it on.

The beauty in the mirror wore a tight-fitting, low-cut dress. Her bare shoulders and the curves of her chest created a captivatingly
beautiful image. She lowered her head slightly. The alluring cleavage made even herself blush. Several irregular openings on either side of the waist
revealed delicate skin beneath. Beneath the extremely short skirt, a pair of beautiful legs wore lace stockings and chic high-heeled ankle boots
.

The dress, shoes, and stockings were all custom-made, and included two sets of exquisitely hand-knitted sexy lingerie. The uniform wasn't too tight at the chest,
as a young girl's breasts could still grow, and they naturally swell and contract with her menstrual cycle.

Comparing it to other girls, it became clear that the openings at the waist weren't uniform. The tailor had sculpted each girl's
unique waistline, creating the most alluring curves. Each uniform was different, yet all perfectly accentuated
the wearer's elegant and graceful figure. The fine stitching around the openings was just right, leaving no marks on the delicate skin.

While there was some elasticity in many places, the uniform was still snug where it needed to be. Even if you only gained two hundred
kilograms , you could feel the close fit when wearing the uniform. Her sisters all loved the design.

She smiled sweetly at her reflection in the mirror. She knew she had fallen in love with this elegant and charming uniform.

This was a dream she had long forgotten.

In her dream, dark glass doors opened to the sides.

She entered a simple, unpretentious office. The minimalist furnishings seemed out of place with the opulent exterior.
A stunningly beautiful woman rose from the sofa, her warm smile easing the burden in her heart.

She wasn't quite sure how she had entered. She only remembered walking down the street.
One trouble after another had overwhelmed her, leaving her feeling powerless and desperate.
Then, she saw this place.

The angelic woman before her was willing to help her. "You can make three wishes," she said, provided she could afford the fee.

The so-called fee wasn't money. And what exactly needed to be paid was negotiable.
Slender, snow-white fingers flipped through the thick records. There was a girl who had used her long hair to grant three wishes.

"You can think about it slowly, no rush," a sweet voice said. "However, you must make all three wishes at once."

She made her wishes.

She stepped outside. The sky had just cleared. The warm autumn sun shone on her relaxed shoulders. A gentle breeze blew.

She no longer remembered the woman's face.
She also didn't remember the dream.

This was the Eighth Restaurant.

"Mmm~" Xiao Jing moaned passionately beneath me, "Ugh~ Ah~ Ah~"
"Gently~ a little~" Xiao Jing suddenly squeezed her legs tightly together, stopping my tongue's teasing of her private parts.
"I'm doing something serious~" Xiao Jing held my phone, touching and pressing buttons here and there for a long time.

"Ha!" Xiao Jing was so happy that she forgot to squeeze her beautiful legs together again, and I quickly moved closer. After a day of
rest had subsided somewhat. Her rose-like lips glistened with glistening nectar, like flower dew. My tongue gently
licked her clitoris, the flowing nectar soaking her short skirt.

"Ouch~" Xiao Jing could no longer close her legs, "Ah~ um~ ah~ stop~~ stop~~ just a moment~ please~"
A mist rose in Xiao Jing's watery, wanton eyes, her trembling eyelashes unable to conceal her captivating gaze.
"Stop~~" Xiao Jing panted, shaking her phone at me, "Look~ what text message Lan sent you~ um~"

"I'll read it to you~ 'Xiao Jing, stop fooling around, sister wants to sleep~'" After reading the words on the screen, Xiao Jing looked
disappointed . I took the phone from her. What text message did you just send to my little sister Lan? I asked with a smile as I checked.

Xiao Jing sent Lan Jie a bunch of text messages: "Lan sister, brother misses you~" "Lan sister, do you miss brother's big meat stick~"
"Good sister, brother is thinking about your little hole~"...

"You're so annoying~" Xiao Jing pouted, saying unconvinced, "How did Lan Jie know it was me who sent them?" "Hmph! She
must really want them right now~~~ Mmm~" Xiao Jing's wet, sweet lips were once again stuck to my tongue...

I took a mouthful of Xiao Jing's nectar and, while her eyes were closed, put it into her cherry-like mouth. "Mmm~" Xiao Jing's dimples flushed
red, and her open eyes were both shy and angry: "Mmm~ you~" She swallowed, "You're so bad~"

Xiao Jing and Pei Wen shared this small two-bedroom apartment. There was only one toilet, in Pei Wen's suite. Next to the living room
, the original bathroom had been converted into a large bathtub by the previous couple. Although Pei Wen's room also had a simple shower,
she usually took a bath in the large tub.

Peiwen hadn't returned yet. I scooped Xiaojing up in my arms and carried her into the misty bathroom.

Xiaojing lightly loosened her blouse, revealing her silky skin inch by inch. Her half-cup bra tightly supported
the lower edge of her pert breasts. Xiaojing's slender hands cupped her breasts, one finger gently playing with the lace trim of her bra, while the other
traced arcs along her nipples beneath the fabric...

"Hehe~ I'm making you drool~" Xiaojing was pleased with my lustful gaze, yet she deliberately prevented me from getting my way. Her pink
areolas peeked out from the bra, but the most sensitive nipples were cleverly concealed within the delicate pattern.

"I won't let you see~" Xiaojing gave me a sidelong glance, turned away, and slowly removed her denim mini-skirt. Her panties,
with the same pattern as her bra, gently supported her beautiful little bottom. The slightly concave curves concealed the exquisite
nipples between her buttocks. The minimally sparse fabric barely covered a small portion of her delicate pink skin.

"Okay~ you go first, I'll just help you scrub your back~" Xiao Jing picked up the shower gel and a sponge, her cheeks
flushing ~ don't make me dirtier~" Xiao Jing's pretty face was full of shyness.

After being shooed out by Xiao Jing, I sat on the sofa in the living room. There wasn't anything good on, so I
turned off . I heard light footsteps on the stairs outside, followed by the sound of a key opening the door. Xiao Jing's roommate had returned.

Pei Wen put down her bag, took off her thick long coat, and hung it on the coat rack next to her. The sound of water came from the bathroom.

Under her coat, she was still wearing the restaurant uniform: a dress, stockings, and high-heeled ankle boots. Looking at the beautiful back view before me
, I couldn't help but admire the designer's ingenuity. Although it was the same dress, it gave Xiao Jing, Sister Lan, and Pei Wen
three completely different styles.

Xiao Jing's appearance was like that of a little angel with wings on her back. The delicate shoulder straps, like lustrous wings, flowed
seamlessly onto her smooth skin. It was as if a pair of dazzling birthmarks were born on Xiao Jing's fragrant shoulders, adorning her
alabaster-like beauty.

The subtle cut of the bodice perfectly concealed Xiao Jing's pert breasts, a blend of innocence and sensuality, alluring yet ethereal. Down her
slender waist, the flowing skirt seemed unable to completely hide a hint of sensuality, yet like a baby's skin, it enveloped Xiao Jing's
exquisite private parts.

Lan Jie's attire was both that of a noble princess from the capital and a young lady from a wealthy family awaiting marriage. The smooth shoulder straps
draped a light, tight-fitting evening gown. The sheer fabric at the chest protected Lan Jie's tender, glistening breasts. The rose
petal resembled a small window in a princess's tower. The short skirt hem resembled a curtain hanging before a young woman's bedchamber.

The alluring stockings, clinging to her body, seemed to seal away Lan Jie's precious chastity, tightly encasing her delicate, long legs.
One wanted to peek, but could only make out a blurry image. One wanted to hold them in one's hands and caress them, yet feared violating Lan Jie's chaste reserve.
The pretty high-heeled ankle boots, like a lovely maidservant beside a princess, attended to Lan Jie's dainty ankles and feet.

The Peiwen before them, however, seemed like a naked girl stepping out of a painting. Though still dressed, she exuded a
captivating charm. Her smooth, rounded shoulders and slender, straight back, even without seeing her face,
evoked fantasies about the size of her breasts.

The skin peeking through her waist made the velvety fabric of her dress appear rough. Her delicate, pink legs, seemingly bursting with moisture,
made the thin skirt pale in comparison. I longed to kiss her, yet feared to offend her. I wanted to gently caress her delicate body, yet feared to break
her. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from Peiwen.

I was intoxicated.

Peiwen noticed the men's shoes by the low cabinet, but didn't realize I was sitting right behind her. Her long legs remained
straight and together as she bent forward.

My breath caught in my throat. Her

smooth, delicate bottom peeked out from beneath her billowing skirt. Whiter than snow, rounder than the moon, more dazzling than
the midday sun. Her tight panties were almost completely hidden between her legs.
Beside the alluring chrysanthemum bud at the seam of her panties, a small flower was tattooed.

Peiwen remained bent over. She gathered her flowing long hair to her pink neck and brushed her bangs behind her ears. Her slender hands
reached under her skirt, smoothing out the panties that were digging into her buttocks. The small flower tattoo was half-covered by the panties, but with her next
movement, it gradually emerged.

Peiwen's long, beautiful legs gently parted to the sides. She pulled down the zipper on the inside of her boot and deftly slipped it off. Then she pulled off the other
boot. Her slender feet closed again. Her long, straight legs, from thighs and knees to calves and ankles, were tightly pressed together,
every part beautiful.

Peiwen arranged her boots, put on a pair of bear slippers, and straightened up. "

Hello, Peiwen. "

Although it felt a bit strange, I still spoke up. I'd been sitting here the whole time, so I should at least say hello.

"Ah!!!" Peiwen let out a piercing scream.

"Peiwen, what's wrong?" Xiaojing's voice came from the bathroom.

"Nothing..." Peiwen, still shaken, turned around and saw my embarrassed expression. "I...I...saw a big
cockroach ..."

"You!" Peiwen's face turned bright red. She pointed at my nose and asked in a low voice, "You...you were just sitting here?
"

I nodded. My face was still flushed with embarrassment.

"Then..." Peiwen's ears turned red too, "You...what did you just see?"

Uh. I scratched my head and decided to confess honestly. "I saw a small flower tattoo," I said.

"You..." Peiwen's neck turned red. She bit her lower lip, her delicate lips slightly parted.
She stamped her foot, head down, and ran back to her room.

Peiwen's printer ink had run out, so she went to Xiaojing's room to print the report. She changed into a long-sleeved pajama set, loosely
covering her good figure. Seeing the clumsy formatting in her file, I couldn't help but help her re-format the entire report.
When Peiwen entered, Xiaojing was completely hidden under the covers, only her small head peeking out. The shy Xiaojing was afraid of being teased
, but Peiwen kept her face red and didn't dare look at me, nor did she say anything joking to Xiaojing.

Before leaving, she secretly typed a line on the computer when Xiaojing wasn't looking: "That's not a tattoo, it's a transfer
sticker Xiaojing helped me put on." Xiaojing blushed, still not daring to look at me. I circled the words with the mouse and deleted them. Peiwen fled like the wind.

After Peiwen finished printing the report, Xiaojing was too exhausted to continue. She left her pillow for me and leaned against my chest to sleep
. Gently stroking Xiaojing's soft hair, I also fell asleep. I had two sweet dreams.

The first dream:

I was carrying Xiaojing and Sister Lan into a restaurant. The huge space was quiet and silent. I found the largest table
and carried Xiaojing and Sister Lan onto it. The three of us made love passionately, and I don't know how much time passed.

Outside the window, the light changed from bright to dim, and then gradually into night. In the dark restaurant, Xiaojing and Sister Lan's skin appeared even whiter
.

Suddenly, all the lights came on. The screens and tables around us disappeared. As the music started, Xiaojing's friends
poured out from the private rooms on all sides. They were all wearing sexy uniforms from work, smiling as they watched us make love.

Xiaojing became even more wanton. Sister Lan ran away in embarrassment. Peiwen's scream came from under the skirt. I turned my head to look.

Peiwen's skirt had been lifted up. I saw the little flower on her beautiful buttocks.

The second dream.

I was standing in a small white room. There was a door in front of me.

I opened the door.

A fragrant breeze rushed into my arms. Peiwen's hot lips sealed my mouth.

Peiwen and I were entwined on a large bed.

"Oh~" Peiwen moaned softly. I laughed and asked her why she was moaning so softly
. "Ah~" Peiwen's voice was still soft, and I could tell she was holding it in.
She gave me a playful glare, "You!" She gasped, "What if I wake Xiaojing up?"

I'm not human. I'm a big cockroach. I said with a laugh.
Peiwen blushed again.

Her pajamas were disheveled, all the buttons were undone. Her sexy bra was also slightly shifted by me.
Peiwen couldn't resist my pleading, she turned on the room light, and slowly took off all her clothes in front of me.

Perhaps it was because I was dreaming. Every move she made, every smile, was incredibly alluring. Her beautiful eyes gazed at
me gently, a hint of shyness in them. She closed her eyes. A blush rose on her pretty face, gradually spreading to her ears. She
slowly pulled open her nightgown, the long sleeves sliding down her slender arms. The nightgown lay scattered beside her bare, sexy feet.

Her delicate hands reached behind her back, unhooking the clasp. She leaned forward slightly. Her

bra fluttered down.

Peiwen's breasts were more beautiful than I had imagined. Not very large, but with a very beautiful shape. She cupped her breasts in her hands, opening
her eyes . (Am I beautiful?) She conveyed the silent question with her eyes.

Seeing my stunned expression, Peiwen smiled faintly. As her dimples appeared, her beautiful eyes closed again.

She took a deep breath. Her alluring breasts lifted. She gently pulled down her waistband, slowly bending over to pull off her nightgown.

A pair of extremely low-waisted lace panties barely covered her alluring secret place. Much of her soft pubic hair was exposed
. She gritted her teeth, swiftly pulling down her panties, then covering her private parts with her hands.

"No~" Peiwen pleaded sweetly, "Can you turn off the light first~ I'm so embarrassed~"

After the light went out, Peiwen's skin appeared even whiter. I carried her to the bed. She let out a soft moan,
moving her small hands from her private parts to her face. She was too shy to look at me.

In the darkness, I opened her beautiful legs, admiring her tempting, honeyed lips and vulva.

I whispered in her ear: "Your little flower in the front is a hundred times more beautiful than the one in the back!"

Peiwen was easily aroused. It didn't take long for her sheets to become soaked. I went in, fully armed.

"Mmm~ Mmm~ Hmm~" Peiwen bit the corner of the blanket, letting out low moans and gasps with each thrust of my hand.

"Ah~" Occasionally she would forget to hold back and let out a melodious and clear cry of pleasure.

"Oh~ Oh~ Mmm~" Peiwen's body writhed, nectar flowing endlessly from our tightly joined bodies.

After the afterglow of her climax, Peiwen lingered, unwilling to let me leave. She draped a thin blanket over herself
and rummaged through her desk drawer.

She pulled out a small stack of transfer stickers. "Could you... help me put one on?"

I placed a heart-shaped sticker below her navel, above her pubic hair. She pressed it against my
hand . "Then... I want to put one on you too..."

She flipped through the stack of stickers. "There aren't any cockroach designs~ Then... you choose one~"

Peiwen wiped my penis clean and placed a barcode sticker next to the bulging veins. She gently kissed the
barcode: "This is Xiaojing's penis, and it's also my penis," Peiwen whispered.

Morning.

Xiaojing was still lying on my chest. I tried to check my watch without disturbing her. I had to go to work. Xiao Jing didn't seem to have class
this morning.

After I woke her up with a kiss, she fell into a deep sleep again. I walked towards Pei Wen's room.

I knocked lightly on the door. No response. Pei Wen was probably still asleep.

I opened the door and went into the bathroom next to it. The walls were white tiles.

As my urine flowed into the toilet, I saw a wrinkled barcode pattern on my penis.

At the same time, behind a pair of dark glass doors, in a seemingly unpretentious office,
a stunningly beautiful woman sat quietly, looking at three open scrolls on the desk.

She murmured to herself, "First Xiao Jing, then Sister Lan, and now even Pei Wen..."

A faint pink mist rose on her pretty face: "Is this man... really... that good?...?"

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