[Urban] Hidden Rules (Complete) - 7

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Little Sheep Isn't Enough to Fill His Teeth (Sun)

Li Mufan and Ruan Xiuyue agreed to help Shao Junping train his basketball skills, but when they arrived at the X Middle School basketball court, they realized they had been tricked. They punched Shao Junping on the shoulder and said, "Why didn't you say it was the women's basketball team beforehand?"

Would they have agreed to come if they had been told beforehand? Shao Junping grinned and said, "Isn't this catering to your interests? You can play basketball, pick up girls, and help me out a little while you're at it—a triple win."

Lu Haoyuan, the sports committee member, rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, "You look like a pimp. Aren't you ashamed?

" "Where are the girls?" Ruan Xiuyue looked over, leering at them. There were a few who could barely be considered 'girls,' but their quality was mediocre.

He added, "Dude, are you sure you're not mistaken? Teaching women to play ball? This is driving us crazy!"

Li Mufan had been in a bad mood lately and wasn't very talkative. He glanced at his watch and said succinctly, "If

you're going to teach, hurry up. I have something to do at 4:30." All 22 girls in Class 6, except for Sun Qiao, were present, their eyes sparkling with admiration for the two handsome guys. The class's life committee member, Yao Pingli, said to the propaganda committee member, Wang Xuan, "The class monitor isn't always unreliable. Look at the one in white, isn't he handsome?"

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Oh, not bad, a bit like Wang Leehom. I like the one in black, his hair's a little curly, and his eyes are so deep-set, so cool." She pointed at Li Mufan and added, "He's the ultimate handsome guy."

"He's handsome, but a bit serious. Isn't he a little fierce?"

Wang Xuan gave her a "you're stupid" look and said, "That's what a man should be like."

Yao Pingli then said, "Hey, what do you think of him compared to Song Yuzhi and You Ziyu from our class?"

"They're different, it's hard to compare. They're both handsome, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But You Ziyu is unpredictable, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, and Song Yuzhi only likes Teacher Fang, he doesn't care about anyone else. So I still prefer these two new handsome guys. Just look at their physiques, over 1.9 meters tall, so imposing, so reassuring." It would be so comfortable to hug them.

Handsome guys are boring if they're out of reach, it's best if they can see them and touch them, ideally, they'd become boyfriends.

Yao Pingli agreed. You Ziyu seemed easy to talk to, but if a girl he didn't like pursued him, he wouldn't give her any face. She remembered Kong Hui from their class, who, relying on her looks, once went to him after chemistry class with her notebook and asked, "Excuse me, can you help me see what happens when these two substances are mixed together?"

You Ziyu turned his head to the side. His hair was cut thin and neat, with strands falling on his delicate cheeks. He was a boy even more beautiful than a woman. He blinked his long eyelashes, his lips barely moving, and said, "I don't know what will happen if these two things are put together..." He paused, a playful smile on his face, and added, "I only know that if we're together, nothing will happen."

At that moment, Shao Junping, who was sitting next to him, was drinking water. Upon hearing this, he spat it out with a "pfft," making Kong Hui feel utterly humiliated. She said angrily, "You Ziyu, you've gone too far! I just came to ask a question. Who do you think you are, Huang Xiaoming or Takeshi Kaneshiro?"

From then on, those who liked You Ziyu dared not make any moves. Neither of the two handsome boys in their class could be relied upon. If she wanted to find a boy she liked and have a first love, she could only look outside. But the dawn was just ahead. She smiled as she looked at the two handsome boys.

Lu Haoyuan gathered the girls together and said, "Come on, quiet down. Let me introduce two basketball coaches to everyone. This is Ruan Xiuyue." Ruan Xiuyue held the ball between his fingers, flicking his wrist to make it spin. Someone below, seemingly lost in admiration, immediately exclaimed, "Wow, so handsome!"

The basketball court erupted in laughter. Shao Junping laughed along, patting Li Mufan on the shoulder: "This is Li Mufan, my good buddy. Don't let his good looks fool you, he's very strict. Be careful."

It was obvious Li Mufan wasn't easy to talk to; his eyes were cold and sharp, his lips thin and unfeeling. But what could be done? He was handsome, and a handsome guy is handsome no matter what. The cooler he is, the more irresistible he becomes—women are truly self-destructive.

Li Mufan didn't try to be cool, simply saying, "Those over 1.7 meters tall, step forward." Height is a fundamental requirement for playing basketball.

Wang Xuan's face fell immediately, and she whispered, "They won't stop people under 1.7 meters from practicing, will they?" She's 1.67 meters tall, is that even possible?

Yao Pingli said, "Fine, let's both give up. I'm only 1.63 meters, but I'm the student life committee member, so I can make a couple of trips to fetch soup and water." She was a little smug; anyway, when it comes to handsome guys, they don't care about background—whether they play ball or do odd jobs, as long as they're connected, it's fine.

"By the way, where's Sun Qiao?" This beauty is 1.77 meters tall; whether she can play or not doesn't matter, as long as they get the highest point first.

"Oh, her mom had surgery and is hospitalized, she'll be a little late."

The girls in Class 6 aren't short on average, but they're still a bit short for basketball. There are four girls over 1.7 meters tall: Kong Hui (1.7 meters), Zhao Jiaying (1.71 meters), Liu Xueyang, and Tang Yue (1.73 meters). Seeing Li Mufan's expression, Lu Haoyuan immediately said, "There's another one who's 1.77 meters tall, but she had something to do at home, she can come later."

Shao Junping comforted her, "That's good, all five players on the court are over 1.7 meters tall, that's an advantage."

"Players?" Li Mufan asked skeptically, looking at each girl one by one. "Has anyone played in a game before?"

None of the four girls, from Kong Hui to Tang Yue, uttered a sound. Ruan Xiuyue then realized he'd been tricked: "Dude, no way, we're teaching them from scratch?" He slapped his forehead: "My God!"

Li Mufan said, "Alright, once you take this job, don't shirk it. Ayue, you take these four girls over there to practice dribbling." He stayed behind to assess the remaining girls' jumping ability. Those who could jump high, even if they were a little short, didn't matter. Besides, the girls were lighter and less prone to injury during collisions, so at least three substitutes needed to be selected for the game.

Wang Xuan was lucky; she had practiced dance since childhood and was very flexible, so she was selected as a substitute. For the next 10 days, she could be up close to the handsome Li Mufan. This Li Mufan was really tall! Compared to him, her head only reached his shoulder, and he was as strong as a mountain.

Besides Sun Qiao, seven other team members have already been selected. The timeframe for them to be on the court within ten days is extremely tight. Li Mufan explained the basic rules, but seeing the sleepwalking eyes of the students staring at him with infatuation, he knew it was pointless to continue and just got started.

He and Ruan Xiuyue split into two groups, one teaching dribbling and the other teaching layups, and they began training relentlessly. Lu Haoyuan said to Shao Junping, "You're something else, you really know how to handle this mess." Looking at the female students dribbling, he asked, "By the way, when will Sun Qiao arrive?" She's the tallest and the hope of the girls' team.

"She should be here by now. She said she'd be back at three." Shao Junping sat down on a bench, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and before he could even take a sip, he caught a glimpse of the beautiful Sun Qiao pushing open the stadium door and walking towards them.

"Great, Cao Cao has arrived!"

Shao Junping greeted him cheerfully, showering him with concern, asking if Auntie was feeling better, if she had eaten lunch, etc. He added that there was no need to rush. Lu Haoyuan, hands on his hips, rolled his eyes. Sun Qiao was pretty, tall, and had a pure and beautiful face, but this didn't have to be so over-the-top.

Ruan Xiuyue was teaching Tang Yue how to dribble. The girl's ball control was poor; the ball would often slip from her grasp because she couldn't maintain her balance. While helping her retrieve the ball, he saw a very attractive girl standing on the sidelines, chatting with Shao Junping. At first glance, she had a ponytail and fair skin; upon closer inspection, oh my god, this beauty was stunning! Her features were so exquisite!

He grabbed the ball, and his legs, as if on their own, began to move towards them…

“Class monitor, I’ve never played basketball before, I’m afraid I won’t be able to…” Lu Haoyuan interrupted Shao Junping before she could flatter him, saying, “Don’t worry, none of us have played before, just enough to make up the numbers, participation is what matters.” He saw Ruan Xiuyue approaching and introduced him to them, “Our buddy Yue, he’s good at basketball and handsome too.”

Ruan Xiuyue quickly extended his hand, grinning, and said, “Hello beautiful, I’m Ruan Xiuyue, 1.91 meters tall, 78 kilograms, 17 years old, healthy, and single.”

Lu Haoyuan chuckled, and Shao Junping glared at him, “You have plenty.”

Sun Qiao also smiled, a small dimple appearing on her right cheek, quite charming. She found the tall, handsome man in front of her very friendly, so she extended her hand to shake his, saying, "Hello."

Wang Xuan, exhausted from practicing layups, was panting heavily. Seeing Sun Qiao arrive, she pulled Kong Hui over to slack off. Just then, she saw the two shaking hands and said, "Coach, you're so biased! Why didn't you shake hands with us? Do you think we're not as pretty as Sun Qiao?"

She gave him a flirtatious wink. Ruan Xiuyue was startled, then smiled awkwardly, "You're both beautiful, really."

Everyone burst into laughter. Li Mufan, of course, knew he'd seen Sun Qiao too. To put it bluntly, a beautiful woman is a gentleman's desire; she was... Her pure and lovely appearance naturally caught his eye, but he was a bit cold and not very good at sweet talk. He slammed the ball down with a "thud," stretching his back, straightening his body, and leaping, demonstrating the layup motion again and again, making the surrounding people exclaim, "Wow! NBA! So cool!"

Shao Junping pulled Sun Qiao over and called out, "Amu, stop for a moment, let me introduce you to the team." Li Mufan slammed the ball into the basket with one hand, then stopped, turned around, and saw a pretty girl standing before him, her skin as white as snow in January, her chin pointed, her eyes large and bright, her pupils as black as grapes dipped in cold water. She

was indeed beautiful!

"Li Mufan."

"Sun Qiao." The two shook hands, acquainted. Sun Qiao felt the boy in front of her looked strangely familiar, but she was sure she had never seen him before. This feeling of unease and foreboding swirled in her mind, but she swallowed it down.

According to procedure, newcomers should first be taught dribbling by Ruan Xiuyue, and then Li Mufan should teach them layups once they have a decent feel for it. However, when it came to Sun Qiao, Li Mufan had an ulterior motive. After dribbling a ball, he personally took her to the side to practice.

"Come on, spread your legs, bend your knees, lower your center of gravity, open your arms, and hold the ball..." Sun Qiao's fingers were long, but her palms were a bit small, and she couldn't grip the ball properly. Li Mufan corrected her hand, "Don't grip so tightly, leave some space here, so that the ball will have 'bounce' when you bounce it. Try it."

His large hands were warm, and the skin touched by them felt like it was on fire. Sun Qiao was absent-minded, and her movements were not correct. The ball was not under her control, and she bounced it away to the side in two tries. Li Mufan had long arms and scooped the ball back in a handsome move. He then grabbed her hand, "Don't rush, come on, hold it like this."

Actually, the boy really hoped that she would make mistakes, the more mistakes the better. Her small hands were so delicate and fair, like touching soft tofu. They were not suitable for playing basketball at all, but only for being cherished in someone's arms. She was so delicate and beautiful. If it weren't for all the people in the room, he would have had the urge to kiss her and ask her if she would be his woman.

Sun Qiao, embarrassed, withdrew her hand and said, "Am I too stupid? I can't seem to learn."

"It's alright." Li Mufan, with ulterior motives, avoided her eyes and touched the back of her leg, saying, "This part should be bent, not so straight."

Tang Yue watched Sun Qiao being led aside. The handsome Li was teaching so earnestly and patiently, and said, "The prettier you are, the more popular you are." It would be a lie to say she wasn't envious.

Wang Xuan also felt a sense of "why did fate create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?" She listlessly bounced the ball.

Ruan Xiuyue, watching everything unfold, was burning with jealousy and complained to Shao Junping, "Why did you let Amu take care of this beauty? He's a heartless bastard!"

"Isn't he quite upright?" Shao Junping said.

Lu Haoyuan agreed, saying, "Yeah, he doesn't seem as lecherous as you."

"That's just on the surface, okay?" Ruan Xiuyue revealed his friend's scandalous history to Lu Haoyuan and Shao Junping: "Amu is really strong, he sleeps with two or three girls at the same time in one night, and he makes them unable to get out of bed. You two fools, you give him your little lambs, and they might not even be enough to fill his teeth."

Chapter Thirty-Five: Models are High-Class Prostitutes (Zhou)

Many women don't necessarily love gentlemen. Bad men who dare to touch are actually more popular, but the premise is that he has to be handsome enough. If he also has some money in his pocket, then he can do whatever he wants with a hooligan.

Therefore, in every aspect, Richard is more charming than Ryan. He is rich, mature and sexy, with deep eyes, and quite aggressive. His arms are strong and powerful. When he hugs someone, there is a feeling of being imprisoned, like a solid cage. Such physical contact is subtle for Zhou Yanlai's psychology. Being forced is certainly not good, but the person being forced is very charming. Weighing the two, she still fell for the word "lust". Break for a commercial break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint

! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter. His breath was a little annoying, tickling your heart, because he was like that, seemingly near yet far, seemingly there yet not there, lowering his head and blowing near your ear, his lips almost touching, making your pores open sensitively, yet always just a millimeter away, teasing you to death, ambiguous to death.

Ryan sat down, a little bored. His girlfriend had been snatched away by his uncle, leaving him relegated to the sidelines. Zhou Yan, feeling sorry for him and wanting to escape Richard's controlling presence and appear more "indifferent," took two glasses of wine from the waiter, handing one to him and lightly clinking them together: "Cheers!"

Suddenly, her waist tightened. Richard chuckled deeply, one hand holding her firmly, the other snatching the glass from her hand. He took a sip but didn't swallow, setting the glass aside. He then cupped the back of her head with one hand and leaned down to kiss her…

Zhou Yan was a master of flirting; she wanted to conquer this man, make him kneel at her feet, become her slave, and offer her the world. She first lowered her eyelashes to a 45-degree angle. The angle makes a woman appear more mysterious under the light, because you can't see her pupils, only her long eyelashes and the shadow they cast on her lower eyelids. She passively waits for him to come closer, only giving him a light touch before turning her face away. No man would be satisfied with that, especially a man like Richard. He turned Zhou Yan's small face with his large hand, examining her honey-colored, delicate face carefully, as if admiring a treasure. His Adam's apple bobbed as he kissed her like a beast, sips wine into her mouth, and then fiercely thrusts his tongue into her mouth, stirring it until she is dizzy. His sexy lips enveloped her sucking, sometimes biting, powerful and domineering, trapping the air in her mouth.

The kiss was incredibly erotic, arousing Ryan, who had originally intended to possess this oriental beauty tonight, to unleash his lust within her. However, his uncle had taken a liking to her, and he figured he'd have to let him have his way with her first. He reached out and touched Zhou Yan's legs. They weren't wearing stockings, but the skin was smooth and glossy, cool and slippery to the touch, more delicate than any woman he'd ever been with. There were almost no pores, and unlike typical models, she wasn't skinny. She was truly exquisite.

Zhou Yan, breathless from the kiss, whimpered softly, pushing against the man's chest with both hands, her breathing rapid like a fish thrown ashore. Richard then released her, his mouth moving to kiss her neck, nibbling at it like a delicious meal.

Zhou Yan finally managed to breathe smoothly, but he startled her with his kiss. The force of the kiss was enough to leave a hickey, and if Xiao Zheng saw it, he would definitely be furious. Although they hadn't made any promises, she didn't want to provoke him, so she quickly tried to push him away and struggled.

Richard took one of her small hands, kissed her palm, and said, "Don't try to seduce me; you can't afford the consequences."

Zhou Yan nodded, panting. Just then, the cheongsam show began. A waiter came to draw a number for Zhou Yan, and she would go on stage in the order of her number to present and introduce herself. Interestingly, during the presentation, a gentleman would guide her onto the runway. Richard was very generous this time, giving this opportunity to his nephew.

He patted Zhou Yan's bottom, picked up a cigar from the table, lit it, and said, "Do your best, there'll be a gift for you when you get back."

Walking the runway was too easy for Zhou Yan, since it was her old profession. Holding Ryan's hand, she gracefully rose, her head held high, as noble as a queen surveying her territory. Under the gaze of many dignitaries, she stepped onto the runway. Ryan watched her butterfly-like, light figure and her alluring, cat-like legs, holding her tightly, unwilling to let go. Some people started to cheer, and he quickly kissed the back of her hand before releasing her.

The host and Zhou Yan engaged in a question-and-answer session, with Zhou Yan introducing herself in terms of her profession, lifestyle, and hobbies. They then discussed the etiquette of wearing a cheongsam. Since Zhou Yan is Chinese, she demonstrated the proper way to wear it. Several foreign ladies corrected their postures and movements by following her example. It was easy to see that Chinese women wear cheongsams most beautifully and with the most elegance.

The runway was 70cm high, and Zhou Yan, wearing a short skirt, made her legs appear even longer and straighter, both alluring and seductive. Richard said to Ryan, who had returned to his seat, "I've already secured a flight route; take your girlfriend to the Pearl."

Ryan was startled and said, "Uncle, she's a model, not a prostitute."

Richard lifted his eyelids, took a drag of his cigarette, and chuckled, "They're all the same. A model is just a higher-class prostitute."

"Too fast. I'm afraid she won't want to."

"I have a way to make her want to."

"..."

"Don't tell me you don't want to sleep with her; I saw you touching her leg."

"But, Uncle..."

"Don't worry, there's no one else today, just the two of us. Let's have some fun with her."

Waiting for Zhou Yan to come down, he handed her a glass of wine and said, "Baby, you're so beautiful, absolutely gorgeous." The three of them raised their glasses, clinked them together, and drank them down. Richard put his arm around her and walked out, taking the elevator directly to the rooftop platform, where a helicopter was already waiting.

Zhou Yan was surprised and asked Ryan, "Where are we going?"

"We're going to the Mediterranean. The night sky there is absolutely beautiful."

Zhou Yan hadn't forgotten her appointment with Xiao Zheng, so she said, "You and Richard go. I don't want to go. I have things to do tomorrow."

Richard tightened his grip on her slender waist, giving her no chance to resist. "Come on, darling, I have a gift for you. Come and see."

He practically dragged her onto the helicopter. The pilot closed the cabin door, the huge propellers started spinning, and they slowly flew away from the bustling city. Richard kissed Zhou Yan's ear and handed her a box. Zhou Yan opened it and gasped—it was Cartier haute couture jewelry! She had seen this brooch in a magazine; its value wouldn't be less than a Lamborghini. Call her greedy if you want, but Richard was just her type. He was generous, much better than many outwardly strong but inwardly stingy officials. She nestled softly in his arms and thanked him. Richard smiled, helped her pin on a brooch, and then kissed the top of her head, saying, "You deserve it."

After about 40 minutes of flight, they arrived at the port of Livorno in Florence. The crew of the Pearl came down from the yacht to greet them. The sand was soft, and Richard carried Zhou Yan onto the deck. The waves below rocked her from side to side, and Zhou Yan felt dizzy and unreal. As they went down, they saw that the Pearl had three decks, complete with bedrooms, bathrooms, toilets, a living room, a kitchen, and a wheelhouse. The floors were covered with mahogany wood flooring, and some areas used pure handmade wool carpets, making it extremely luxurious.

"I prepared this for you, see if you like it?" Entering the cabin, Richard handed her a leopard-print high-slit swimsuit, saying, "Baby, your long legs will look absolutely gorgeous in it."

He sat on the soft sofa, crossed his legs, and waited with his intensely invasive eyes to watch her change. Zhou Yan felt her skin tighten, goosebumps rising one after another, but she didn't want to show weakness. Her body was so beautiful, it couldn't withstand any nitpicking. This man would definitely fall in love with her. She reached her hand to the neckline, one by one... As Li began to unbutton her clothes, her movements both seductive and alluring, Richard's deep eyes remained fixed on her, the desire and danger within them growing ever stronger...

When she was down to her underwear, she put her swimsuit back on. Her panties were thongs with straps on both sides, so they could be removed without taking them off. Her bra was strapless, and could be pulled out by unhooking the hooks. Thus, the man's plan to see her completely naked was thwarted. Zhou Yan smiled slyly, throwing her lace bra and thong at the man's face, then laughing so hard she almost fell over.

Ryan opened the door and came in, handing over two glasses of champagne. "Oh, Uncle, your new look is absolutely gorgeous." He then looked at Zhou Yan, his eyes practically glued to her. "My God, Vanilla, you're my goddess of sexiness." He walked over and buried his head in Zhou Yan's chest. Although the swimsuit was a one-piece design, it was even sexier than a bikini, with a large cutout in the middle, only a small amount of fabric covering her breasts. Zhou Yan's breasts weren't large, but they were firm and shapely, incredibly sexy.

Zhou Yan smiled and pushed him away, taking a sip of the champagne from his hand. "Let's go, let's go to the deck and look at the stars," she said.

Richard clutched the woman's underwear, taking a deep breath of its scent. He exchanged a glance with Ryan and got up to follow them out.

Zhou Yan lay on the rubber mat, feeling her body warm and slightly elevated. The sea breeze felt wonderful. Ryan came over and leaned against the gunwale, letting her rest her thighs on his head. His large hands reached out to touch her bare shoulders, stroking them back and forth, enjoying the wonderful feel of her smooth skin.

Richard lay down beside her, leaning over to kiss her. The yacht rocked on the sea, the waves swaying with the man's aggressive kiss—wet, hot, and making her dizzy. He thrust his tongue inside, swirling it wildly, sucking frantically. From the first moment he saw this woman, he wanted to make love to her, to thrust into her body. He kissed her skin, from her lips to her jawline, from her neck to her collarbone—everything was so beautiful. He nibbled downwards, murmuring, "I told you, if you don't seduce me, you won't be able to bear the consequences."

"So hot..." Zhou Yan's eyes began to blur.

Ryan reached over and, through her clothes, began to knead one of Zhou Yan's breasts. She tried to push him away, but he brushed her hand aside, and her breast fell limply. He slipped his fingers inside her swimsuit and played with her nipple. Richard also kissed her breast; the skin there was so delicate, soft and tender, like tofu. The nipples were smaller than those of women in his country, a vibrant red, and even the areolas were perfectly formed and beautiful. He swallowed hard, let out a low growl, and took her breast into his mouth, sucking like a nursing infant.

"Ah..." Zhou Yan moaned, shaking her head.

Ryan, seeing his uncle's actions, couldn't resist either. His penis, already hard in his swim trunks, formed a triangular tent. He pulled his legs out, moved to Zhou Yan's other side, lay down, and hooked her swimsuit up to suckle her left nipple.

Both of Zhou Yan's nipples were in the man's mouth, his two heads busy on her chest, his tongue licking, sucking, and biting, tormenting her until she felt hot, numb, itchy, and tingling. It felt as if a warm current was coursing through her body. With their increasingly frequent, almost competitive sucking, that warm current seemed to find an outlet; a tingling sensation ran through her lower back, flowing to the juncture of her legs…

Richard sucked for a long time, biting her nipples until they swelled, glistening at the tips of her soft flesh. The woman moaned softly. It sounded like celestial music. He held her slender waist, his fingers tracing circles on her small, round navel, then moving downwards. He hooked one side of the fabric with his fingers and slipped inside to touch her vulva. It was already somewhat wet and slippery inside, her labia slightly parted, a sign of a woman's arousal. Without hesitation, he inserted his middle finger and thrust it in and out. He found it very tight, and her vagina was somewhat short. When it contracted, it felt like a small mouth was sucking. To make it easier for his penis to enter later, he quickly rotated his finger, scraping the tender flesh inside to help her adapt faster.

"Ahhh..." Zhou Yan cried out as the man penetrated her, trying to close her legs.

Ryan also wanted to put his fingers in, but he bumped into his uncle's hand and was beaten to it. There was only enough room for one finger to move inside, so he placed two fingers on her labia and rubbed them, making circles with the increasing amount of vaginal fluid, occasionally pressing her clitoris. His uncle was using his middle finger to thrust in and out of her, and her labia were already swollen from being violated by his fingers—they were so delicate, and they hadn't even penetrated yet.

Chapter Thirty-Six I'm Sorry I Can't Work for You Anymore (H 3P)

Richard bent down, pried open Ryan's circling fingers, and lowered his head to kiss Zhou Yan's two small flower lips between her legs. He wondered if she was too sensitive, because she curled up her long legs at the slightest touch, pulled back, and clamped his head between them. He clamped her two long legs and spread them wide apart, looking at the pink and tender color in the moonlight. It was so beautiful that it made his blood boil. It was just right there, with the opening slightly exposed, opening slightly, inviting people to pick it. The transparent lustful fluid in the middle gushed out, dripping crystal clear. He let out a low growl, pressed his lips to it, and began to kiss and suck. His tongue went into the small honey hole, rolled up the nectar and sucked it all into his mouth, smacking and eating it.

"Mmm..." Zhou Yan spread her legs, her buttocks thrusting upwards, the neatly trimmed pubic hair rubbing against the man's nose. Richard kissed her vulva with fascination, his tongue deeply penetrating the elastic, tender flesh...

Ryan mumbled something, probably dissatisfied with his uncle, and abandoned his teasing of her vulva. He got up, took off his beach shorts, revealing a foreign man's penis, wide at the base and about three fist-lengths long. He prepared to use this large thing to play breast play with this oriental beauty. He spread his hairy legs apart, heavily straddling her ribs, pressing Zhou Yan down until she groaned...

"What a beauty." He licked his dry lips, and with his large hands, he untied the straps of her swimsuit. The woman's honey-like breasts bounced open, swaying like solidified cream. Ryan's penis became engorged, and his glans stood erect. He quickly grabbed her breasts with his hairy hands, bringing them together. With four fingers below and two thumbs kneading and circling her nipples, Zhou Yan groaned from the simultaneous attack from above and below. Her facial expression was no longer clear, her eyes were half-open and glazed with desire, and some saliva dripped from her mouth. She was like a puppet being manipulated, letting these two wolves do whatever they wanted to her, playing with her in a lewd manner.

Ryan stuck his fingers into her mouth, teasing her tongue, and pulled out a lot of saliva, smearing it into the cleavage of her breasts. He then placed his thick penis between them, squeezing her breasts tightly to envelop his penis, forming a deep tunnel. He lifted his hips and began to thrust in and out, rubbing her delicate skin. The woman's skin was incredibly soft and elastic, providing him with a comfortable and exhilarating experience. Her cup size was slightly small, though; he had to hold her breasts tightly to prevent his penis from slipping out. His vigorous thrusting caused her body to vibrate violently, his glans occasionally poking against her chin…

Zhou Yan shook her head weakly, pursing her lips and sobbing softly. Two streams of heat gathered from the ravaged areas above and below, forming two storms that made her groan involuntarily. She shook her head, searching for an outlet. Under the defilement of her uncle and nephew, the lewd sensations continued to expand their territory, seeping into her very bones. The passion surged through her every limb and acupoint, making her unable to control herself…

Ryan squeezed her firm, small breasts until they were deformed, her breasts red and purple from the thick, fleshy rod, while her body grew hot and warm from the onslaught of the breast play, the throbbing unease surging towards the honeyed source between her legs, her lustful fluids flowing more and more, which Richard sucked into his mouth…

Richard saw Ryan’s buttocks twitching as he played with the breast play, and he chuckled softly. He decided to properly “tease”

Zhou Yan, pulling her legs up and placing them on his shoulders, kneeling up and unbuckling the belt of his suit pants, pulling his underwear down to the middle of his thighs, revealing a firm buttocks, strong thighs, and a clump of golden-brown pubic hair in the front, with a hot, fleshy pink, veined, thick penis in the middle, no smaller than Ryan’s. He lowered his head and pulled back the foreskin, revealing the glans, the front of the glans umbrella-shaped, the middle of the glans long and narrow, like a strange snake.

Richard pulled Zhou Yan's swimsuit and underwear aside with one hand, fully exposing her petite vulva. With the other hand, he guided his strange penis to Zhou Yan's labia, rubbing the tip of the glans against her nectar, pressing down on her vaginal fluids, and squeezing and poking her opening. He would quickly thrust in and out, repeating this several times. Zhou Yan moaned, twisting her slender waist, actively welcoming his penis. The storm inside her had reached its peak, and the emptiness inside her vagina felt like a black hole that could devour people. She desperately needed to be filled, penetrated, and fiercely thrust into.

“Good girl, wait a moment, just a moment…” Richard held her legs tightly, his knees drawn up, kissing her long legs, nibbling at them inch by inch, leaving a trail of red marks. He looked down at his glans, which was rubbing against her flower lips, slowly sinking in, rubbing and kneading it in circles, and slowly inserting it into her honey hole…

This was an Eastern girl twenty years younger than him, so young and beautiful, and the woman his nephew liked. It would be more fun to ravish her with his penis, to savor her taste properly. Yes, that’s it. He slowly felt her grip, enveloping and holding him. That tight passage, hot and warm, was a man’s paradise. Once inserted, it was as solid as if welded together, difficult to move. Fortunately, there was plenty of honey, constantly washing over her tender flesh and penis, adding lubrication. He began to thrust in and out, pushing deeper as he went, his glans drilling and pushing against her flower stem. The skin inside her vagina was numb and trembling from his penetration, twitching like lightning, squeezing and sucking his glans, eliciting sighs from him…

“Ryan has good taste, oh…it feels so good.” He pushed his large penis to about eight-tenths of its length, reaching the uterus. The cervix was narrow and tight, making one's heart itch and tremble. He lifted Zhou Yan’s waist with both hands, raising her slightly, and thrusting in with increased force—

“Ah…” Zhou Yan cried out, her body shrinking back, trying to pull her hips back to let the thing forcefully inserted into her vagina out a little, but her upper body was pressed tightly by Ryan, her breasts being penetrated by the man’s penis, she couldn’t move at all, and could only endure his brutal rape.

“Uncle, hurry up, I want to fuck her too.” Ryan turned around and saw Richard kneeling behind him, his penis fully inserted into the woman’s vulva. All that could be seen was a neatly trimmed long strip of pubic hair at the entrance and the man’s brown pubic hair, rubbing together, and one could vaguely see the thick male root swallowed by the vulva, extremely lewd.

“Elderly first… Oh… So tight… So powerful…”

“I was the one who saw her first, she’s my girl.” Ryan grumbled, feeling uneasy seeing his uncle thrusting into the woman he liked but hadn’t yet penetrated. He could only continue thrusting into her breasts.

“It’s all the same, let’s take turns.”

Zhou Yan let out broken moans as the two wolves thrust into her from the front and back, like a dying animal. She felt dizzy and disoriented, like a small boat capsized in a huge wave. Her body was being torn apart, ravaged, and abused by two forces. Ryan’s hard buttocks made her numb, and the tender flesh on her breasts was deformed by his grip. The middle and sides were red and purple from the thrusting of his penis. Richard was thrusting deep and hard from behind, making her uterus ache. He was relentlessly thrusting with that foreigner’s big cock…

"Ah...so deep...my stomach hurts..." Zhou Yan groaned with her small mouth open. Her eyes rolled back as the foreign penis, deeply inserted into her from behind, was drained again and again. Saliva dripped from her mouth, and she sniffled, wanting to cry out in grievance, yet also wanting to scream because she felt full and satisfied. Her blood was boiling like a pot, and waves of tingling sensation washed over her nerves, making her tremble and shudder...

Ryan squeezed her breasts hard, thrusting his penis, which was not well-matched to an Eastern man, in and out rapidly. His big fingers squeezed and pinched her nipples, stimulating her vaginal muscles to contract continuously. She couldn't help but groan and sob. Sweat poured down in the hot sea breeze, wetting her hair and sticking to her face.

The thin swimsuit was stretched out of shape, exposing her vital parts, and a man's penis was inserted into it. Zhou Yan ignored it, letting the foreigner's penis penetrate her body deeply and indulge in lust. The fullness and stuffiness in her lower body made her feel like she was in a colorful dream, but the gap in her heart was getting bigger and bigger, and her lustful fluids were flowing more and more.

Richard thrust his hips back and forth, making a "squeaking" sound as his penis entered her. Her tender lips were turned inside out from being pulled and thrashed, red, swollen, and burning, a complete mess. The man roared and panted, thoroughly enjoying himself. The narrow and tender vagina of this Chinese woman clearly pleased his lower body and brain. Her little hole swallowed and spasmed his penis, and the tender flesh inside her flower was so tender from being played with that it trembled and quivered in waves. He had to constantly restrain himself from ejaculating because he hadn't had enough and didn't want to let her go so soon. He enjoyed the tight contraction and grip of her tender flesh inside, sucking and teasing it. Her vaginal fluid washed over him, making his thrusts faster and deeper. The ridges of his glans felt so good being gripped by her cervix. He freed one hand and slapped Zhou Yan's buttocks with a "slap slap" while thrusting his penis in and out, torturing this slender oriental beauty to death. His dark heart found great pleasure.

Ryan's hands ached from gripping her breasts, so he released them, thrust his hips forward, straddled her neck, and half-pressed her face down, his pubic hair brushing against her lower lip. He spread his legs and shoved his broad, flat glans into Zhou Yan's mouth. Poor little mouth, how could it possibly hold a foreigner's penis? Ryan pushed it in, and she could only be forced to open her mouth wide to swallow, saliva dripping from her lips. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hold that meat stick. The glans was already pushing against her throat, pushing it in, making Zhou Yan feel nauseous. She groaned softly, unable to move. A wave crashed in the distance, and the Pearl ship rocked even more violently. She really wanted to vomit; that big cock was making her mouth feel so uncomfortable...

"Dry mouth is more enjoyable..." Ryan panted heavily, thrusting his mouth up and down, forcing her to perform oral sex. Large beads of sweat fell from his mouth as he went crazy with pleasure.

Uncle Richard was also groaning comfortably from the tightness. His penis moved in and out of her vagina, thrusting in and out, occasionally plunging in hard. Each time the glans went deep inside, it was accompanied by her broken "whimpers." Her love juices overflowed, flowing onto the rubber pad beneath her, forming a small puddle...

Zhou Yan felt completely filled by that penis, utterly full, leaving no room for anything else. It was as if a string inside her was tightly stretched, and with each thrust, pounding, deep penetration, and fierce pounding, the string tightened and stretched, until suddenly it snapped with a "snap," reaching its climax. Her vaginal muscles contracted and spasmed erratically, trembling dozens of times, wrapping around and gripping the foreign penis that was thrusting wildly inside her. Richard's mind went blank. The frenzied pleasure surged from his adrenal glands to his brain, stimulating him to roar and slam his penis hard against Zhou Yan's hips, slamming the glans into her uterus. His urethral opening opened, and he ejaculated...

"Damn, you came so fast!" Richard collapsed onto Zhou Yan like a collapsing building, breathing heavily.

"My turn!" Ryan jumped up, pulled out his penis, moved his uncle aside, and flipped Zhou Yan's vagina with his fingers. "You shot so much, aren't you afraid she'll get pregnant?" He bent Zhou Yan's long legs, straddled her, and thrust his broad penis, mixed with his uncle's semen, into her. It felt incredibly smooth. He penetrated deeply and dried her, pounding dozens of times. The two genitals intertwined and rubbed, squeezing out the semen Richard had injected, forming a layer of white foam at her vulva. He supported himself on either side of Zhou Yan's head, his genitals pressed tightly against hers. The thrusting in and out of her vagina, the "slap slap" of the pounding, the "squeak squeak" of the penetration, Zhou Yan moaned, unaware that a different penis had entered her, only knowing that she still wanted more, arching her body to receive, to swallow, letting the broad, flat glans of the penis penetrate deeper and harder...

Ryan panted heavily, continuing the intercourse without stopping, bending the woman into various shapes, letting him rape and thrust, the penis inside her vagina seemed to have grown on it, endlessly plunging in, the veins bulging, growing thicker and thicker with each thrust...

"This is so good, Eastern women are still the tightest." Ryan shouted in pleasure, his penis thrusting hard, making her body go numb and her abdomen convulse.

Richard, propping his head up, watched his nephew eagerly having sex with the model, a low, melodious laugh playing on his lips. He lay down beside Zhou Yan, pulling her close to kiss her. Ryan positioned her in a wanton position, thrusting into her. Her hair flew wildly, her eyes rolled back, her body twisting like an acrobat, her genitals unable to escape the relentless thrusting of his penis.

Each thrust caused her labia to swell, squeezing out a mixture of her juices and his semen… “Ahhh…” Zhou Yan moaned again as he was being fucked. Richard found the woman's wanton state during penetration truly amusing; her labia twitched and contracted rhythmically, a sight every man loved.

He placed his fingers on their joined genitals, stroking her labia. His nephew thrust in and out, his penis throbbing with veins, the thrusts sometimes hitting his fingers, leaving them wet and sticky.

"Uncle, get away, don't mess with me, I wasn't messing with you just now!" Ryan yelled, he was about to ejaculate from her tightness, he wanted to shoot hard into this beautiful woman.

Richard reached behind and grabbed his nephew's testicles, kneading them, the testicles contracted and vibrated, Zhou Yan's vaginal fluids leaked out again, pouring onto the glans, filling the opening, Ryan couldn't take it anymore, he screamed "Wah wah", and with a few deep thrusts, his pubic bone ached, he shot his semen wildly into her uterus.

The two men, uncle and nephew, took turns, one after the other, on the cold deck of the Pearl, bathed in the beautiful Mediterranean moonlight, repeatedly toying with this beautiful Eastern woman. By the end of the night, Zhou Yan's body had been raped countless times, her insides overflowing with men's semen, her labia swollen and wet with desire, a complete mess. She drifted in and out of sleep, in a daze, until finally losing consciousness from the gang rape…

The next morning, as dawn broke, she was helped back to her cabin and slept until noon. The redness and swelling between her legs told her what the two foreigners had done to her. She tried to get up to wash in the bathroom but fell awkwardly to the floor. Ryan came in, picked her up, and said, "Baby, how many days are you planning to stay in Milan this time? Uncle would like to invite you to stay at our house."

"I want to go back to the hotel," Zhou Yan said, her pretty face pale with anger. These two bastards dared to make demands of her.

"Don't be angry, we just like you so much, we couldn't help it..."

"I said, I want to go back to the hotel!" Zhou Yan grabbed his hair, pulling away his lips that were pressing against hers.

The door opened, and Richard walked in. He was satisfied and languid, his manner elegant and aristocratic, his eyes slightly narrowed, like a black panther that had eaten and drunk its fill. Zhou Yan looked at the sexy groove on his chin and felt it was both irritating and mocking. She didn't love this kind of man at all now, because he was a bastard.

"Stay, come to my house, you can ask for anything." The bastard tempted her, clearly very satisfied with her body.

Zhou Yan, enraged, threw a pillow at his face, shouting, "I said I want to go back to the hotel, immediately!"

Ryan looked at his uncle, the two exchanged a glance, and Richard said, "Alright, let's take her to the hotel first."

Zhou Yan took a shower, ate something, and ignored the two bastards with a stiff face. An hour later, she was taken back to the hotel. Carrying her heavy legs up the elevator, she desperately wanted to bury herself in Xiao Zheng's arms for warmth. Her dream of marrying into a wealthy family had been shattered, awakened by the cold water of being gang-raped, and she was thrown back into reality. She thought: Xiao Zheng's warm and strong arms are still the ones I need to rely on.

She swiped her key card to enter and called out Xiao Zheng's name twice, but there was no response. She became a little nervous and rushed to the bedroom. She flung open the wardrobe with a "whoosh," only to find that all of Xiao Zheng's clothes were gone. She then rushed to the bathroom, but his toothbrush, towel, and razor were also missing. Zhou Yan panicked and took out her phone to call him. Fortunately, his phone was on, and the call connected quickly.

"Xiao Zheng, where are you? Why aren't you waiting for me at the hotel?" she said, pouting and whining.

Xiao Zheng remained silent for a few seconds, as if making a decision, before finally saying, "Miss Zhou, I'm sorry I can no longer work for you. Take care of yourself..."

Zhou Yan listened to his calm voice, which was as cold as ice. Her eyes widened, and a voice in her heart said, "No, it won't happen." She hurriedly said, "Xiao Zheng, can you come back and tell me if you have any opinions? Let's talk it out!"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Kiss at Lips with a Lowered Head (Sun)

Lu Haoyuan and Shao Junping exchanged a glance, also harboring doubts. It was obvious that Amu was a stud, but whether he had the ability to sleep with three women in one night remained to be seen.

Li Mufan realized that Sun Qiao's athletic ability wasn't too bad, but her foundation was weak. He figured 10 days of training wouldn't be enough to make a significant difference, so he shifted the focus to free throws. After all, in girls' games, there are countless opportunities to foul, making the quality of free throws crucial.

He stood behind the pretty girl, instructing her, the two very close. To onlookers, it looked like he was taking advantage of her.

Shao Junping regretted it so much he wanted to slap himself. "Hey," he said, "I can see it now, this Mufan is really underhanded. I originally wanted him to mainly teach basketball and maybe pick up girls on the side, but now he's the opposite, mainly picking up girls."

Lu Haoyuan chimed in, "Yeah, look at that, what's the difference between that and hugging someone? Oh, he's even secretly touching her hand! Oops! The ball went in again… Oh no! Touching her shoulder… Ugh! Hugging again…" The angrier Shao Junping got, the more he provoked him.

Ruan Xiuyue curled his lip: "It's not like Sun Qiao is the only team member. This kind of 'special treatment' is a bit too obvious." Actually, he also wanted to give Sun Qiao special treatment, but he couldn't. Watching his good brother Li Mufan practically holding the beauty in his arms and flirting with her, even whispering sweet nothings in her ear, he felt so jealous—this was too unfair! Putting a woman

before a friend!

Sun Qiao wasn't used to being so close to people. The boy's thick and hard chest was almost imperceptibly pressed against her slender back, his body heat faintly seeping out and transmitting to her nerve endings, making her nervous...

At this distance, she could smell the scent of green grass on him. This scent was originally pleasant and refreshing, but with his warm breath blowing against her ear, it became a highly invasive and powerful net, trapping her like a small insect in the center. She felt powerless and troubled, as if her fate was about to be rewritten and her freedom was about to be taken away.

She tried to create some distance, but he quickly pulled her back with his large hand. This time it was even more outrageous; the boy wrapped his arms around her slender waist, holding her tightly, and made her keep her eyes on the basketball hoop, not to get distracted—how could she not be distracted like that!

"Li..." She didn't know what to call him, lowered her head, a little embarrassed. He was very handsome, so it was best not to look at him to avoid being bothered. She said, "Can I rest for a while?" She had been harassed enough. A young girl is still a little afraid of men. Although this man was not pure, only sixteen or seventeen years old, he was very tall and strong, and his intimidating presence was even greater than that of an adult man.

Li Mufan chuckled softly and said, "Just call me Mu." He patted her hand, startling her, and she quickly became serious, saying, "Your stamina is very poor; you need to improve it, otherwise you'll be panting after just 10 minutes. Basketball is a physically demanding sport. No matter how well you practice your skills and tactics, your performance will be greatly affected by insufficient stamina." This was indeed true. For example, with shooting, if you run out of energy while playing, even the most accurate shooter in practice will miss.

Sun Qiao nodded in agreement, then went off the court to drink water, rubbing her tense muscles with her hands alternately. Li Mufan then went to teach Liu Xueyang and Zhao Jiaying, still practicing layups. He explained the techniques to them, then demonstrated them once, and then they started practicing. Sun Qiao found that Li Mufan really had a handsome aura, looking incredibly handsome from afar and up close, and very cool. He didn't smile, and his lips were also the cold kind, but when he was close to her, she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she had a feeling that she was very different from others—a feeling that was almost like being cherished.

She was lost in thought, wandering in her own world, when suddenly a pair of large hands grabbed her shoulders and began massaging her without her permission. The pressure was perfectly controlled, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, and it felt so good… She turned her head and saw it was the handsome guy in the white shirt. She quickly said, “No need, no need.”

Ruan Xiuyue smiled so brightly that even the wildflowers paled in comparison. He was flirting with the beauty and said, “Don’t be shy. If you don’t relax now, you won’t even be able to lift your arms tomorrow…” He sniffed, this beauty smelled so good, her hair had a lemony scent, and continued, “You girls are just too inactive.”

Lu Haoyuan chuckled and hooked his arm around Shao Junping’s shoulder, saying, “See? Ruan Xiuyue and Li Mufan have their eyes on the same woman this time. This is bad!”

Shao Junping gritted his teeth: “Those two lecherous wolves, they’re good for nothing but chasing girls.”

"Look, a lecherous wolf is about to cause trouble for the other one..."

Li Mufan's face darkened when he saw his friend fawning over "his" beauty. He tossed the ball aside and told the two girls, "You two practice first, I'll tutor Sun Qiao a bit more."

Liu Xueyang whispered to Zhao Jiaying, "I don't see what Sun Qiao needs special guidance for. She's just a little taller than us."

Zhao Jiaying raised an eyebrow, gestured in that direction, and replied, "Height isn't the problem, the problem is Sun Qiao has too many suitors."

Sun Qiao didn't really want to enjoy Ruan Xiuyue's services, but she couldn't find any reason for him not to. After all, he was her coach now, and apart from helping her relax her shoulders and arms, he hadn't done anything inappropriate.

Suddenly, she felt a chill in the air around her, and for some reason, even the hairs on her body stood on end. Sensitively turning around, she saw Li Mufan squinting at them, his expression so cold it could freeze boiling water.

Ruan Xiuyue glanced at her and said, "Those two girls' movements aren't up to standard yet, why aren't you teaching them?" He pretended not to know Li Mufan was angry and said flirtatiously to Sun Qiao, "Is this comfortable? Do you want a little more pressure?"

Li Mufan quickly grabbed Sun Qiao's wrist, pulled her up, and said with a stern face, "You've rested enough, now continue practicing."

"Oh, okay." Sun Qiao was pulled away by him, giving Ruan Xiuyue an "excuse me" look. Ruan Xiuyue, with his thick skin, immediately blew her a kiss and winked.

Li Mufan, holding Sun Qiao's hand, was so angry he wanted to kill someone. This Yue, of all people to pick, he had to pick the one he liked! No way! He had to settle down with this beauty soon, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly—making up his mind, he dragged her to the changing room.

"Li... this is... aren't we supposed to be practicing?" Why go to the men's changing room?

"Wow, is this some kind of R-rated thing?" Lu Haoyuan exclaimed.

Shao Junping frowned and said, "He wouldn't really do anything, would he?"

"That's hard to say. Didn't you hear what Yue said? Mu sleeps with several women in one night." Lu Haoyuan laughed so hard he almost cramped up. Even Shao Junping had his moments of nervousness.

"..."

"No way, I have to handle this. Sun Qiao is an innocent and good girl. I can't let him ruin her in the locker room." After a while, he stood up and followed.

"Hey, come back. Mu is not someone to mess with." Lu Haoyuan felt he had provoked him too much and tried to pull him back.

The seven girls who were practicing were stunned. They didn't understand what was going on. First, the coach in black pulled Sun Qiao into the "men's" locker room, and then the class monitor wanted to go too? For a moment, no one was practicing. The ball rolled around everywhere.

Ruan Xiuyue came over and said to Lu Haoyuan, "Luzi, let him go. Otherwise, Little Sheep will be in danger!" It was great that someone was going to do what he wanted. He didn't have to confront his friend directly, and he could protect the beauty. It was a win-win situation.

"What danger could there be? Would Amu dare to do it in the changing room? Does he think we're all invisible?"

He was just trying to scare Shao Junping, but he didn't believe this high-ranking official's son would actually dare.

Ruan Xiuyue looked at him with disdain: "You don't know, do you? Amu doesn't care where he makes love, he only cares about the person and his mood." So what if he's lawless? Who told his father to be so influential?

Li Mufan strode into the changing room, pushed her body against the door, pressed his heavy body against her, trapping her in a small space, cupped her delicate and innocent face in his hands, stared intently into her eyes, and said, "Sun Qiao, I like you, be my girlfriend." He used only affirmative sentences because he was the kind of person who "must get what he wants," you could say he was a bit domineering.

Sun Qiao was stunned. She had never seen anyone confess like this before. Even if a boy she had only known for half an hour was outstanding, she couldn't react in time. This confession was too sudden, without any transition, just straight to the point.

"Sun Qiao, say yes," Li Mufan coaxed, his voice seeming to come from his soul. He lowered his head to get closer to her, his eyes growing deeper and more dreamy, forming a vortex that wanted to pull her in...

He believed that this girl was made for him by heaven. Her height was just right for him to kiss her lips with a simple tilt of his head. Looking at those petal-like, pink and crystal-clear lips, as translucent as a fresh fruit, his heart raced, pounding and urging him to kiss her...

"Don't do this," Sun Qiao was terrified. His lips were only 0.1 millimeters away, so close that she couldn't even dodge in time.

"Why?" He wouldn't accept a rejection without a good reason.

"I..." Panic flashed in Sun Qiao's eyes.

Li Mufan pressed on, asking again, "You have a boyfriend?"

Then break up with him and tell him to get lost! He thought.

"..." Sun Qiao suddenly thought of Li Huai Ren. No, he shouldn't be considered a boyfriend; he was actually a mistake, but it was already done, becoming an indelible stain on her life.

"Since you don't have one, why won't you agree?" His eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't resist plucking the fruit—pressing his lips against hers.

"I..." She was both surprised and ashamed, and was about to explain when his tongue slipped in, kissing her domineeringly. Their lips met tightly, his strength astonishing, as if he wanted to suck her soul away. Her body burned with fever from his kiss, and even her breath was taken away.

His kiss was so passionate, so eager, so intense, so domineering. The girl in his arms had aroused an interest and impulse in him that he had never felt before in any other woman. Her little mouth was so delicate, her tongue so shy, her saliva so sweet. He ignored her resistance, which did nothing to bother her. His strong thighs pressed her down, making her unable to move. He cupped her face and kissed her deeply, his tongue sucking her tightly. His huge penis between his legs swelled, rubbed, and squeezed, eager to possess the girl...

Sun Qiao trembled with fear. His kiss felt like he wanted to devour her. The hard thing pressing against her stomach grew hotter and more frantic, as if sparks were about to burst out. A current of electricity struck her heart, taking away her breath, leaving her defenseless and utterly defeated. This feeling of being out of control terrified her, made her panic, made her tremble. Large tears streamed from her eyes, wetting her beautiful face like rain on flower branches, and also wetting the boy's heart.

"Sun Qiao, this is your first kiss, isn't it?" He held her head in his arms, his heart trembling with emotion, and carefully promised, "Be my girlfriend, I will cherish you. A pure girl like you is like a rare animal, and should be protected."

Sun Qiao's head buzzed loudly, and she cried even harder—she was no longer pure, no longer beautiful, she had no first kiss, none of it. In fact, she had lost her virginity too, she was no longer clean...

Shao Junping pushed the dressing room door, but it wouldn't budge. Enraged, he pounded on it with his fist, making the unfortunate door slam with a loud "!!!", the vibrations numbing Sun Qiao's back. Li Mufan pulled Sun Qiao aside and flung open the door with a "whoosh." Shao Junping, unable to stop himself, rushed in, looking at Sun Qiao with suspicion. Fortunately, her clothes were intact, and she didn't look like she had been violated, but—why was she crying?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he glared angrily—after all, he was the class monitor and had an obligation to stand up for his classmates. He said, "Amu, I asked you to be my coach, not to bully girls!"

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