[Urban] Hidden Rules (Complete) - 9

Chapter 42 Where is your hymen? (h)

Li Mufan led Sun Qiao's hand to his crotch. She was so shocked that she tried to pull her hand back, but he wouldn't let her. He held it tightly against his erect penis, and even through his pants, she could feel the heat and vitality there. He said, "Feel it, Sun Qiao, feel it. How much it loves you, how much it wants you, can you feel it? Hmm?" He breathed hot air into her cheek near her ear.

"No...don't...please..." Sun Qiao pleaded. The boy's heavy breathing, his hot hands, and his erect penis all terrified her. And his lips sucking on her earlobe, like an electric current, struck her very soul. Her female self-preservation instincts repeatedly reminded her that she couldn't let him continue.

“Don’t be afraid, I know you’re innocent. You’ve never had any experience. I won’t let you give yourself away in a place like this. Trust me.” Li Mufan carefully assured her, then kissed her lips lightly, feeling a sense of satisfaction as if he had found a treasure. He said, “Just give me a little sweetness, and I promise I won’t really violate you, okay?”

Sun Qiao didn’t understand what he meant, her beautiful eyes filled with doubt. Li Mufan hugged her, buried his head in her chest and smiled, his fingers touching her delicate pink nipples, making her feel weak all over. He said, “Silly girl, of course you wouldn’t understand if you’ve never had a man. But you just need to trust me.”

“How do you know I’ve never had a man?”

Sun Qiao asked tentatively, looking into Li Mufan’s eyes, extremely nervous. She knew that if she were to open her heart to a relationship, it would be best not to have any secrets or hidden agendas. Because if you tell one lie, you’ll need to tell more lies to cover it up, and life will never be peaceful.

"Oh, you've had sex?" Li Mufan didn't believe it at all. He was absolutely certain that Sun Qiao was a virgin. Even his thick, hard penis supported this. He whispered in her ear, "So, Miss Sun, who has a 'man,' tell me, what is 'making love'?"

Sun Qiao's face flushed red instantly. Having done it and talking about it were two different things. Moreover, her loss of virginity last time was confused and half-understood. The hallucinogenic components in the aphrodisiac had completely changed her. She only saw it later in the video that Li Huairen had inserted his big, ugly thing into her vagina and thrust in and out. That's how she lost her virginity, losing the chastity she had protected for fifteen years and losing her hymen. It felt like the sky was falling.

Seeing her reaction, Li Mufan became even more certain that he was right. He picked Sun Qiao up like a child and said, "Come on, let's get something to eat."

The two went to the dining table, and he sat her on his lap, like playing with a doll. He fluttered her eyelashes and said, "They're really long, aren't they fake?"

Sun Qiao looked at him shyly and said, "Yours are long too, are they fake too?"

"Dare to say your husband is fake? Humph, I'll teach you a lesson." Li Mufan pulled away her hands that were clutching her clothes, took off her clothes, leaving her only in a girl's bra. He pulled it to the sides, squeezing her breasts together to create a deep cleavage, her two small nipples sticking up, tempting to be touched.

"Don't do this, it's so embarrassing, I don't want to." Sun Qiao tried to push him away, but she couldn't move at all. His large hands clamped down on her, and she couldn't move.

"Be good, don't move, just like this, it looks really good. What's there to be ashamed of showing it to your husband? I love it like this."

Li Mufan picked up a slice of watermelon from the fruit plate and rubbed it against her nipple, circling it around her areola. Sun Qiao was almost brought to tears by his teasing. Strange liquid flowed down between her legs from the stimulation, and she twisted her body, trembling like a sieve.

"No... ah... no..." Li Mufan then took her left nipple into his mouth and rubbed the watermelon slice against her right nipple, sucking on it with relish. The girl's milky nipples, paired with the refreshing and sweet watermelon, were truly a wonderful taste. After

he finished sucking on both breasts, he lifted her horizontally into his arms, took a bite of watermelon and put it in his mouth, saying, "I'm finished, it's your turn." He pressed his tongue against her lips and pushed it into her mouth, feeding her the watermelon flesh. The small piece of watermelon melted into water during their passionate kiss and was swallowed by Sun Qiao.

The two shared the exquisite dishes, including Longjing shrimp, steamed grouper, and seafood vegetables. Sun Qiao took a bite of each dish but couldn't eat anymore, saying, "You eat it yourself, I haven't digested what I ate this morning."

Anyone stripped bare like that probably wouldn't be able to eat.

"You're shy again, you need to get used to it soon. I like women with a sense of fun." Li Mufan loved seeing her with her eyelashes half-lowered and embarrassed, her long eyelashes casting two long, slender shadows on her face, fluttering slightly like butterfly wings, seemingly about to take flight, beautiful and affectionate.

"Stop it, let me go."

Li Mufan lifted her up and held her close again, reaching down to unbuckle his belt, pull out his zipper, and remove his penis from his underwear. It was thick and large, about the size of a foreigner's penis. The glans was like a mushroom cap, thicker than the shaft, with a deep groove at the joint. He held it in his hand and rubbed it, making it bigger and harder, then placed it between Sun Qiao's legs. He released her hand and placed it in her palm, saying, "Touch it, soothe it, and from now on it will only listen to you."

"I don't want to..." Sun Qiao pulled her hand away, turning her face to the side, not daring to look, and said, "I don't want it to obey."

"Really? You don't want to?" He kissed her cheek, chasing after her, "Then it's going to 'fuck' you..."

"No... Hey... Don't do this..."

Li Mufan rubbed his large member between her legs. Even through her pants, it felt very threatening—thick, long, and hard, like a child's arm. A thought flashed through Sun Qiao's mind—if something like that were inserted into her vagina, it would hurt terribly.

"No, just soothe it, and it will be very obedient." He guided her hands to his penis, showing her how to do it. "Come on... hold it here, don't be afraid... it doesn't bite, you can't hold it, right? Hmm, it's a bit big, you can use both hands, like this, moving it up and down, yes... good girl... do it like this... oh..." He inhaled, realizing that touching a woman he liked was even more stimulating; even her clumsy movements seemed to have a seductive quality.

Sun Qiao sat on his lap, stroking his large penis with both hands because it was so long and thick that even with both hands, the glans was still exposed. It was terrifying; any woman who was penetrated by it would surely die, she thought.

Li Mufan enjoyed her service, kneading one breast in each hand, his middle finger rubbing the nipple, which he had already played with until it was hard as a pebble. His penis was wet and shiny, like a pair of honey-smeared cherries.

"Hurry up, hurry up,"

Sun Qiao said, her hands aching, but he wasn't satisfied. He pushed her down onto the carpet, straddled her stomach, and, with one hand pulling her small hand to rub his scrotum, the other hand gripping his penis and masturbating. He looked at Sun Qiao's pretty face, at her terrified expression, trembling with fear, imagining himself thrusting into her, fucking her, playing until she climaxed. A tingling, numb sensation rose from his glans, rushing to his brain like a surging tide, unstoppable, and his semen spurted out, splashing onto her body. A sticky puddle splattered on her chest, some even reaching her hair, with a couple of drops lingering on her lips—a truly obscene sight…

After cleaning up, the two returned to school to continue training. Ruan Xiuyue was already in despair; it seemed that Amu had already "captured" the beauty. Although the beauty was somewhat resistant to being intimate with his buddy in public, her intentional or unintentional glances were always fixed on him. A good woman is afraid of persistent suitors, and his buddy's close-knit approach was perfect for dealing with a naive young girl.

Sun Qiao and her teammates were practicing their tactics diligently when, because she was too thin to withstand the impact, she tripped and fell. Li Mufan called a timeout, carried her to the sidelines to check her injury, and carefully rolled up her trouser leg. There was a large bruise below her knee, thankfully without bleeding. He frowned and said, "After this game, you'd better stay away from basketball for the rest of your life. We're not cut out for this. You'd better take good care of yourself." He placed his large hand on her leg and began to massage it.

"Ouch... Ouch... That hurts!"

"Be careful when it hurts, you silly goose." Looking at her little face, I just want to hug her and pamper her, she's more like a little pet, how could she know anything about basketball?

While showering and changing, a group of girls teased Sun Qiao. Tang Yue said, "What did Coach Li say to you? He was so worried when you fell. It's like he 'fell' on you, but it hurts him, hahaha."

Wang Xuan exaggeratedly acted out a lifting motion, saying, "Yeah, just like that... Hey, Sun Qiao, where did you fall? Does it hurt? Oh... my heart is broken..."

If there were a crack in the ground, Sun Qiao would definitely crawl into it without hesitation. She wrapped herself in a towel and came out, but her classmates still had something to say. Liu Xueyang said, "Sun Qiao, I didn't expect your breasts to be so big. You're really good at hiding your true size."

Kong Hui also glanced at her "there" and said, "It's probably a B to a C cup. I think it's only a little smaller than Teacher Fang's."

Wang Xuan chased after her and overheard their conversation. She interrupted, saying, "Tell me honestly, was it because handsome Li rubbed them to make them bigger?"

Sun Qiao hurriedly put on her clothes and ran away like her pants were on fire. She didn't even comb her hair. Little did she know that Li Mufan was already waiting at the door of the women's changing room. As soon as Sun Qiao opened the door, she bumped into his arms.

"Baby, you missed me so soon?"

"Ugh, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, how could you be so annoying!"

The two officially became boyfriend and girlfriend. Although Sun Qiao didn't want it to be so soon, Li Mufan was so domineering. He didn't want to hear her say "no." He just said one sentence: "You must be mine!"

It was that simple, that decisive, and he claimed her as his own, with an air of "those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish."

However, this guy was indeed a "donkey" that could be easily appeased. As long as the "big things" went his way, he would accommodate the girl in the "small things." He wasn't picky about movies. If you wanted to watch a tear-jerking romantic movie, he would hold a tissue to catch your "golden tears." He would also be responsible for feeding you popcorn and mineral water, but all with his mouth. Every now and then, they would have a passionate kiss. Fortunately, the two were sitting in the last row of the couple's compartment, otherwise, they would have attracted a lot of attention. They didn't even need to watch the movie; just looking at them was enough.

He loved sports, not just basketball, but seemed to be good at all kinds of ball games. Sun Qiao only knew how to play badminton, so she played with him. Of course, their skill levels were completely different. She couldn't handle his powerful smashes; forget about it. Basically, as soon as he made a jumping motion, she would give up. At this point, Li Mufan laughed and said, "Hey, are you playing badminton or dodgeball?"

Li Mufan learned that Sun's mother had been hit by a car and was still in the hospital, so he dragged Ruan Xiuyue along to pretend to be representatives of the senior student council to visit her. They made Sun's mother beam with joy, and she even told Sun's father that having a son would be nice.

Sun's father, favoring his daughter, said, "I still prefer girls."

Li Mufan said, "Uncle, I absolutely support you. With a daughter, you can choose any kind of son-in-law you want, especially someone as beautiful and sensible as Sun Qiao."

Sun Qiao then glared at him fiercely when no one was looking, telling him to shut up.

Ruan Xiuyue chuckled, thinking: So Mufan is quite good at joking too. It all depends on who the person is. He's not always so cool and aloof, humph! "What is love in this world? It turns out that everything has its counter."

What made Sun Qiao happy was not only Li Mufan's thoughtfulness and consideration, but also his respect. Although he often acted like a lustful wolf when they were together, touching her all over and making her rub his penis, which made her incredibly ashamed, he never actually touched her private parts. He never even touched her private parts once. Only once, he couldn't resist and gave her a couple of pinches from the outside. He told her: "Sun Qiao, you mustn't make me take off your pants. I don't have that much self-control. I'm afraid I'll violate your purity. I absolutely won't touch you until you're willing for me to completely possess you."

This was precisely what worried Sun Qiao. The longer it dragged on, the less she could bring herself to tell the truth. She was afraid of that day coming, afraid of him discovering the truth. Where was her purity? She was nothing but a filthy thing, played with by men, utterly tainted from head to toe. She couldn't forget the ugly way she pounced on Li Huai Ren, begging for his pleasure, but this wasn't her intention. What could she do? What was she supposed to do? What could she possibly do? Still relying on her hands? How could that possibly bring her any pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Click to enter.

With this layer, her happiness seemed so ethereal, like a castle in the air, ready to collapse at any moment, utterly unsettling. Even in moments of joy, she was disturbed by lingering sorrow; even the smile on her lips vanished before it could even appear...

She remembered a dream where she was intimate with him, their kiss passionate and unforgettable. He swore he would cherish her forever, holding her dear, and asked her to give herself to him. She hesitated, and after a while, he became impatient, saying, "If you won't give yourself, plenty of women will. I'll find someone else!" So she grabbed him, saying, "I'll give myself, I'll give myself, okay?" Li Mufan was infatuated, kissing and touching her, panting heavily. He grabbed his penis and thrust it between her legs, parting her labia and plunging it in hard. The pain made her break out in a cold sweat, but then she heard a cold, stern male voice in her ear say: "You bitch, you lowly thing, you dare to pretend to be a virgin? Where is your hymen? Where is it? Where is it?"

She screamed "Ah—!" and woke up from the dream, her hair soaked with sweat. She was so frightened that she couldn't fall back asleep, tossing and turning until dawn.

Sun Qiao's absent-mindedness and aloofness naturally affected Li Huai Ren's mood. Sensing something was wrong, he observed her and discovered an iPhone in her bag—not one he'd bought, which she rarely took out, only glancing at it when he wasn't looking. Li Huai Ren, with his sharp mind, immediately realized Sun Qiao was probably indulging in teenage fantasies, and the object of her affections certainly wasn't him. This was unbearable for him. He'd gone to so much trouble to finally get a "desirable" girl, and before he could even get close to her

, he'd had to drug her to get his penis in. If this "oddball" appeared and his prize slipped away, he'd be utterly devastated!

He immediately ordered his underworld boss, Shen Dong, to investigate. He told the person who found out would be kicked out of Beijing and never return!

Shen Dong was a capable man, and investigating this matter wouldn't be difficult. After all, Li Mufan was a rather high-profile figure; everyone in X High School knew he was pursuing Sun Qiao.

However, after investigating, he encountered a problem. He called Li Huairen and said, "Minister Li, I've found out who Miss Sun's 'little lover' is."

"Hmph, what are you waiting for? Get him out of here!"

"This... sigh..." Despite being a gangster boss, Shen Dong had never encountered such an embarrassing situation as a father and son vying for the same woman.

"What is this? Tell me quickly!"

"This man is your 'son,' Li Mufan."

"What?" Li Huairen was also surprised and said, "You found out? Mufan doesn't attend X High School, how did they meet?"

Shen Dong then explained the whole story.

Li Huairen didn't mince words and immediately asked, "Did they 'stay overnight'?"

Shen Dong thought to himself, "How would I know if they did or not? You really think I'm Sun Wukong?" He replied, "Miss Sun went to the young master's Emerald Lake Maple Garden twice, both times between six and nine in the evening, and she went home before ten."

Li Huairen thought for a moment and said, "Alright, don't worry about it, I'll handle it myself."

Chapter 43 Miss Zhou, We Meet Again

Zhou Yan, exquisitely made up and exceptionally beautiful, was dressed in the uniform of a Grand Hotel room attendant, a Tiffany diamond necklace gleaming in her collar. Her appearance at customs was rather perplexing, but thankfully, the security personnel only glanced at her a few times before letting her through. Her heart pounded, and she sat anxiously in the VIP waiting area. That hour felt longer than a month to her, until she heard the announcement that her flight was boarding, at which point she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The plane lifted off with a powerful surge of acceleration, breaking through the clouds and entering a smooth flight.

Zhou Yan had ended her nightmarish trip to Italy, but there was no joy in escaping. A corner of her heart ached; she had lost a cherished relationship, like a novel that had just reached its climax only to be cut short—a regret she couldn't shake. Xiao Zheng's value lies precisely in the fact that he is a real man, not a wolf. However, his virtues do not contribute to her career or fame. Zhou Yan shook her head. Every female model has encountered a similar situation, but the result is often that love bows to money and career, parting ways with what they once had. There are too many examples like this; she's tired of seeing them and has repeatedly reminded herself that this kind of relationship is not what she should expect.

Forget it! What is not destined cannot be forced.

She asked the flight attendant for a blanket and an eye mask, adjusted her seat back, and prepared to sleep. Her sleep was restless; in her dream, she was still a sex slave to those two devils. They relentlessly fucked her, posing her in various positions, their two penises ramming inside her, causing immense pain to her vagina and anus. Exhausted and sleepy, she was fucked unconscious several times. When she regained consciousness, they were still inside her, plotting their next "attack." Her pleas and tears were useless… Then the scene changed, and Xiao Zheng appeared, still as handsome and cool as ever. She confessed her longing for him and asked him to consider staying, but he told her to give up her life as a sex slave. The model, content to be his woman, have a child, and live an ordinary life, went with him. Xiao Zheng treated her well, tolerant and caring. They enjoyed a few days of sweet married life, but it didn't last long. Her extravagant lifestyle kept Xiao Zheng busy. He came home later and later, becoming increasingly silent, always with a furrowed brow. She was anxious but helpless… The scene shifted again; Xiao Zheng was now lying in a hospital, pale-faced, his eyes lifeless, as if he had just woken up from surgery. He clutched a surgical scar on his abdomen, his hand trembling as he offered a bank card, weakly saying, "Take this to buy your clothes and shoes."

"Ah—!" Zhou Yan screamed awake, her chest heaving. The awakened passengers glanced at her, knowing she was having a nightmare, and didn't scold her too much. A few seconds later, they went about their business. Zhou Yan took off her blindfold; it was soaked with water.

The dream was so real and terrifying that she was still shaken when she woke up. She asked the flight attendant for a cup of hot tea, took a few sips to calm herself down, but dared not fall back asleep.

After an 18-hour flight, the plane arrived at Beijing Capital International Airport in Shunyi District. As soon as she landed, Zhou Yan called her assistant, Xiao Jing, asking her to bring a change of clothes to pick her up. Then she ran to the restroom to hide. Beijing is not like abroad; fame can bring many inconveniences, as paparazzi are everywhere.

Upon seeing each other, Xiao Jing exclaimed in surprise, "Ms. Zhou, why are you dressed like this? It doesn't match your makeup at all, and the clothes don't even fit! My goodness, if the paparazzi take pictures of this, it'll be a disaster!" She suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, weren't you supposed to be at Milan Fashion Week today? Why are you back?"

Zhou Yan replied, "Oh, don't even mention it, I ran into some bad luck..." She briefly explained before taking the clothes and saying, "I'll go change first. By the way, you came to pick me up, didn't Sister Yu know?"

Sister Yu was a famous model agent, with whom Zhou Yan had a three-year contract.

"Ms. Zhou, I didn't say anything when I came. But you suddenly rushed back from Milan, didn't attend any of those shows, and didn't even give an explanation to the organizers. It'll definitely have a bad impact. Just you wait, negative news will be out tonight, it'll drive Sister Yu crazy."

"Don't worry, there won't be any bad news, I'm confident." She had Li Huai Ren, a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Culture; what news to release and what not to release was a simple matter of a word. However, the international impact of this is definitely not good, so I still need to explain to Sister Yu and see how she handles

it. Zhou Yan changed into low-waisted jeans, a coffee-colored knitted top, and a beige collared short trench coat. She let her hair down, splashed some water on it, and put on sunglasses. She walked out of the airport with a star-like aura. Arriving passengers pointed and whispered, wondering if she was supermodel Zhou Yan. But she walked very fast, giving no time for anyone to react, and quickly followed Xiao Jing into the Buick business class.

On the way back to Zhou Yan's apartment, Xiao Jing gossiped with her, saying, "Miss Zhou, did you know? Chen Jingfei jumped off a building in Phoenix City, her brains were splattered out."

"Ah?" Zhou Yan was also shocked, asking, "What happened?"

"I don't know how, but someone sent an anonymous letter to the head of the Ministry of Culture, reporting Shao Pengyuan, the former Party Secretary of the Cultural Bureau. This unlucky Chen Jingfei just happened to be Secretary Shao's mistress. Photos and videos of the two of them having sex in bed were exposed. It's disgusting, and there's even a 'three against one' thing. Even Edison Chen can't compare to them. She probably has no face to live with."

Zhou Yan asked, "What about Shao Pengyuan?" With such a scandal, he definitely can't keep his job, right?

Xiao Jing said, "This guy is really shrewd. He probably got wind of it first and ran away before they could even 'double-regulate' him. Now the police have an arrest warrant and are searching for him all over the world."

"Is Director Wang alright?"

Xiao Jing knew a little about the ambiguous relationship between Zhou Yan and Wang Tongming, and felt a little embarrassed. She whispered a reminder, "Miss Zhou, I think you should find a new backer. I heard he ran away too, but I don't know why."

Zhou Yan wasn't worried about those two dogs at all; she'd be happy if they were dead. She asked, "What about Minister Li? With the Cultural Bureau making such a fuss, isn't he responsible?" She didn't want anything to happen to Li Huairen.

Xiao Jing said, "No way, his position is secure. This time, after receiving the accusation letter, he immediately became 'impartial and incorruptible.' Even if he wants to deal with Shao Pengyuan, Wang Tongming might have chosen the wrong side, and 'Li' just took the opportunity to 'clean house.'"

"Oh."

"The Cultural Bureau is going to undergo a major change this time. Who knows who will take over?"

Zhou Yan also sighed. She had only been gone a few days, and so many things had happened. Fortunately, it didn't affect her much. She had successfully raised the "Li flag," so Wang Tongming's 'dirt' shouldn't be thrown at her. However, Xiao Jing's next words made her heart jump into her throat.

Xiao Jing said, "Miss Zhou, go online when you get home. There's a really viral video right now, it's about a Chinese woman and a foreigner. Their faces are blurred out, and everyone's guessing who the woman is. But judging from her proportions, she must be a model. Only models have such a slim waist and such long legs." She gestured, then glanced at Zhou Yan and said, "Just like your top-notch figure."

Zhou Yan was startled and forced a dry laugh, "How could she be like me? I don't have a foreign boyfriend."

"Yeah, those female models with foreign boyfriends are really unlucky these days. They're constantly harassed by entertainment reporters. You know Hu Zhenzhen, right? She was voted the number one suspect by netizens. Now she doesn't dare to leave her house. Her agency is constantly trying to deny it, saying that she broke up with her boyfriend a long time ago and that she's chaste and doesn't have the habit of making pornographic films. The truth will always come out. Please don't make wild guesses and affect Zhenzhen's normal life and work." Xiaojing curled her lip and said, "Anyone can say nice things. Hu Zhenzhen is chaste? Everyone knows she's a professional 'foreign gun carrier'."

If Zhou Yan wanted to do something, it was to get home as quickly as possible. She needed to confirm that the person in the video wasn't herself. She hadn't forgotten that she had a video with Joseph and Adam. Although she had disposed of her phone properly, who knew if they had kept a copy? Just as she was getting worried, Xiao Jing said, "But the truth will come out sooner or later. They can't deny it. The person who posted the video said that the woman needs to contact him within a month, or he'll upload the unedited original version online and ruin her reputation."

This was like a bombshell, enough to create a storm in Zhou Yan's heart—what if it really was her?

When she got home, she didn't even change her shoes before rushing to her laptop to go online. It seemed the post had been interfered with by the cyber police during their anti-prostitution crackdown. Although there were many text messages and comments, she couldn't find any online streaming or download the video. After much effort, she finally found a small website on Google and managed to download it successfully. Her palms were sweating with nervousness, and her fingers trembled as she double-clicked the icon—

after a few seconds of buffering, the video started playing. The location was dimly lit, and judging from the decor, it was a high-end spa…

Zhou Yan's mind went blank for over a minute before finally starting to work. Joseph and Adam dared to do this! It seemed Lu Zhanjiang hadn't done anything to them. These two were still living comfortably in China; the ketamine and ecstasy had no effect on them. Now they wanted revenge, so they uploaded a video to torment her, like a cat with a mouse—they didn't want her to 'die' immediately, but rather to hold her in their hands and torture her slowly.

She had to get all the versions in their hands and destroy them!

She thought for a moment, then called the spa center. A sweet, cloying female voice answered, "Hello, Huanguan Spa, how can I help you?"

"Hello, this is Zhou Yan, VIP number 688."

The voice said, "Oh, it's Ms. Zhou. You haven't had a treatment in a long time. You must be very busy with work. I heard you're filming a movie."

Zhou Yan replied, "Yes, I am quite busy. I realized it's been a while since I had a treatment, so I called to make an appointment."

"Okay, what kind of treatment would you like to book? What time would be convenient for you?"

Zhou Yan pretended to think for a moment, then casually said, "The treatment I had last time was quite effective. I wonder if that therapist will be available tomorrow?"

The voice replied, "He'll be available tomorrow. He'll be transferred back to headquarters in January next year. He'll be in Beijing for now, occasionally visiting the Shanghai branch. Would you like to book an appointment with him?" "

Okay, if possible, please schedule it for 2 PM tomorrow."

"Let me check... Hmm, okay, it's been recorded for you. So, Ms. Zhou, we look forward to your visit tomorrow."

Zhou Yan hung up the phone, thinking: They're still doing well, even their workplace hasn't changed. That damned Lu Zhanjiang, he's completely wasted her time! Zhou Yan was furious. She went to the kitchen and smashed several plates, "Clang!" "Clang

!" The flying shards of porcelain grazed the back of her hand, and blood gushed out, dripping down...

"Damn it, you bastard!" She licked the wound with her tongue; it stung and felt numb.

The next day, Sister Yu found her with the revised script and questioned her about why she had rushed back to China, demanding an explanation. Zhou Yan briefly explained the trouble she had encountered, saying, "Sister Yu, I didn't want this to happen either. I was really interested in those activities; they were such great opportunities. But if I didn't do this, I wouldn't be able to come back, and it would delay my future work."

Yu Hongying thought for a moment and said, "This will inevitably affect your development overseas..." She looked down and noticed the tape on the back of Zhou Yan's hand, asking, "What happened to your hand?"

Zhou Yan replied, "I accidentally got it while washing dishes yesterday."

"Why are you washing dishes? I knew you were back, and I already arranged a show and three magazine cover shoots for you. How could you be so careless?" Yu Hongying carefully peeled off the tape. The wound was long but fortunately not deep, and it was starting to heal. Only then did she let her go, and added, "I'll schedule the work I've taken on this week and send it to your phone."

Zhou Yan ordered a simple takeout lunch to tide her over before going to the spa. After choosing her products and changing into a bath bag, she went to "Yi Xiang Feng Zhi" to wait. Soon, two tall foreigners walked in one after the other. They were handsome and stylish, and it was none other than her "old friends," Joseph and Adam.

Looking at their muscular build, strong thighs, and cold, sharp eyes, she had a bad feeling. Sure enough, Joseph, who was a step behind, turned around and locked the door. Hearing the lock click softly as it closed, Zhou Yan's heart jumped.

Adam walked over, narrowed his eyes, bent down to look at her, and said, "Zhou Xiaoyan, we meet again."

Chapter 44 Let Me Rest for a While (High H)

Adam sat down and put his arm around Zhou Yan's shoulder, but she dodged it. He said seriously, "Miss Zhou Yan, if you don't cooperate, don't blame Joseph and me for being impolite."

"Wait a minute, let's talk first." Zhou Yan gripped her bathrobe tightly. She saw Joseph also coming over, staring intently at her with fierce and burning eyes that made her heart skip a beat.

"Talk about what? Oh, I know, Miss Zhou, what new tricks have you come up with this time? Last time it was drugs, what is it this time?"

Zhou Yan immediately clarified, "Nothing, I just want you to let me go."

"Let you go?" Adam raised an eyebrow. "It's not that easy. Joseph and I suffered a lot in your police station."

Joseph also said, "Yes, we were interrogated all night, not allowed to sleep, and someone shone a bright light in our eyes. Do you know what that feels like?"

"What exactly do you want?" Zhou Yan saw the foreigner stand up, tall and strong, and approach, and she was so frightened that she backed away.

“Let me teach you a lesson.” Adam strode forward, his strong arms lifting her up like a chick. He carried her to the bathtub and shoved her head underwater. Zhou Yan, caught off guard, choked on water, gasping for breath in pain. Her fingers clung to the slippery tub wall as she struggled.

“Ugh… ugh…” Zhou Yan was repeatedly pushed underwater by a pair of large hands.

“Enough!” Joseph stopped Adam, pulling the choking Zhou Yan out of the water. He cupped her disheveled face in one hand, lifted it up, and pressed his lips to her purple lips, saying slowly, “We’re going back to China in January. Until then, do whatever we tell you to do. Don’t try anything funny!”

Adam laughed, his hand slipping inside her bathrobe, tracing her soft curves. “Miss Zhou,” he said, “we’ve prepared many ‘gifts’ for you.” His voice sent chills down her spine.

"No... please let me go, please let me go..." His hot, large hands, strong arms, and the powerful masculine body pressed tightly against her back all frightened her.

“Bitch, give me a blowjob.” Adam kicked her in the back of the knee, and Zhou Yan fell to her knees with a “thud!” Her knees throbbed with pain, but Joseph wouldn’t let her rub them. He grabbed her hair, pressed her face against Adam’s crotch, and urged, “Hurry up, take it out!”

Zhou Yan had no choice but to give in and reached to unzip Adam’s pants. His thick penis, like a nightmare, was lodged in his underwear, bulging out in a huge lump. She pulled the edge of his pants down to his crotch, and the thing popped out, hard and swollen, the size typical of foreigners, like a large penis from the South China Sea…

“Hurry up and swallow it, don’t try anything funny, or I’ll kill you!” Adam stroked his penis, the veins on it throbbing. He aimed the glans at Zhou Yan’s small mouth and thrust it in the instant she parted her lips, stretching her mouth into a big “O” shape.

Zhou Yan knelt on the ground, her hands gripping his small, arm-like penis and stroking it. She sucked on the glans, licking the ridge of his penis. Because it was so thick, she could only swallow part of it; otherwise, her tongue wouldn't be able to move freely. Joseph, standing beside her, had also pulled down his pants, revealing a long, hard penis between his legs—long enough to penetrate any Asian woman's vagina. Zhou Yan was particularly afraid of this thing; otherwise, she wouldn't have caused the "drug incident."

Joseph grabbed one of Zhou Yan's hands and made her masturbate. Zhou Yan used both her mouth and hand to caress one penis while simultaneously tending to the other, busy on both sides. If she was too slow, they would pull her hair, causing her scalp to ache.

Adam enjoyed the warm embrace of her small mouth on his penis, the caresses and kneading of her jade-like hands, and the stimulating movements of her tongue. He thrust his hips open, pumping in and out of her mouth. Zhou Yan's tongue swirled and rubbed against the glans, occasionally poking at his urethral opening. The man squinted and groaned, "Oh...oh..."

"I want to fuck her!"

"Make her masturbate until she's wet before you fuck her! You forgot, her pussy is really tight."

The two were communicating in English. Zhou Yan's pretty face turned pale as she listened. She was mentally prepared, knowing that she couldn't avoid it, but she really didn't want to think about that nightmarish sex again.

Adam laid Zhou Yan down, tore open her bathrobe, and spread her legs into an "M" shape. He pulled one of her hands to her chest, grasping one breast, and the other to her genitals, making her touch his tender vulva. He said, "Hurry up, play for us."

Zhou Yan knew that objecting was futile; that was the nature of men. The more you begged, the worse it would be. She might as well do as he said and get herself aroused so she would suffer less. She rubbed her breast with one hand, her fingertips circling her nipple. Watching a tall, well-proportioned beauty masturbate on the ground was very stimulating. Joseph's crotch tightened as he lay down and sucked on her empty nipple. Zhou Yan shuddered, feeling his hot lips and tongue enveloping her sensitive bud, as if her soul was being pulled out. Sometimes his teeth would nibble at it, making it both itchy and painful.

Her other hand was touching her genitals, which were slowly becoming wet under Adam's gaze. She was so tense that even though the stimulation from her breasts was sufficient, and her juices had gathered at her clitoris, they just wouldn't flow out. She inserted her fingers into her vagina, trying to scoop out some fluid. Adam, impatient, bent down and buried his face between her legs, licking her. His tongue pressed against her vulva, like kissing her lips, his mouth sticking to her labia, sucking and thrusting as he gave her oral sex.

"Mmm...ah..." Zhou Yan moaned under this double, intense stimulation. It was a natural physiological reaction; her juices flowed more and more, and she was powerless to stop it.

Adam felt it was about time. He stroked her smooth, delicate thighs while holding his thick penis and pressing it against her soft labia. Zhou Yan felt his approach; the head of his penis was pressing against her last barrier, ready to strike. Her buttocks contracted in fear, and she moved back slightly. Adam caught up, his large hand gripping her waist, and with a forceful thrust, "squelch..." his thick penis parted her labia and entered her warm, tight honey passage...

"Ah..." Zhou Yan cried out, her body trembling twice. Adam's large penis penetrated her, hard, thick, and forceful. Although there was a lot of vaginal fluid, she was still overwhelmed by the swelling. She lay on the ground panting, feeling as if a wooden mallet had been forcibly inserted into her lower body, stretching her vagina so much that it could not close, only barely able to hold it.

"Oh...so tight..." Adam had been with Zhou Yan before and knew how tight she was, but it had been a long time since he had done it with her. This penetration brought him back to his fond memories. He excitedly moved back and forth a few times, rotating his hips to expand her vagina. He felt his penis being tightly wrapped by tender flesh, with layers of flesh gripping his thick penis. He groaned comfortably and began to thrust his penis forcefully into her vagina without any restraint.

"Gently...gently...oh..." Zhou Yan felt as if her lower body was being torn apart, burning with pain. Adam thrust wildly, his hard penis rubbing against her tender flesh. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as she bit her lip to endure the discomfort. To make it easier, she spread her thighs, adjusted her angle, and tried to accommodate the man's thrusts, clenching her inner walls to prevent him from penetrating too deeply. However, the difference in strength was too great; the man's attack was too strong. His thick, hard penis violently pounded against her clitoris, thrusting against her cervix again and again...

The friction between the glans and the tender flesh made Adam thrust harder and harder, because the harder he thrust, the more comfortable he felt. Conquering this Chinese beauty was so easy. Her genitals were small and easily aroused by his large penis. They would spasm and twitch inside her from time to time, as if a small mouth was sucking on his penis. It was incredibly pleasurable. He thrust and pounded hard, riding her vagina and venting his lust on her body.

Joseph watched the two engaging in intense intercourse. Zhou Yan's right leg was raised high on Adam's arm, swinging back and forth as he thrust into her. Her left leg was curled up against her chest, and her breasts trembled like tender tofu. Adam's large penis thrust in and out of Zhou Yan's vagina, moving rapidly. His thrusts made her flat stomach swell, and wherever he penetrated, the shape of a fleshy rod appeared, which was extremely lewd. His scrotum shrank at the base of his penis, hitting her lower body with a "slap slap" sound. Her pink labia were swollen from the penetration and turned outwards. His penis rubbed against the walls of her wet vagina with a "squelching" sound.

"Make her give me oral sex, and you fuck her from behind."

Adam pulled his penis out. Zhou Yan was covered in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water, but she couldn't rest yet. The man's large hands turned her over, making her kneel with her buttocks sticking out. Joseph grabbed her head and pressed it down to his crotch. She had no choice but to use her mouth and hands to suck his penis again, her small tongue swirling around the glans, her hands quickly stroking it. She used all her skills to give him oral sex, rubbing the long shaft, hoping it would ejaculate. After it ejaculated, it wouldn't fuck her down there, or at least not immediately, so she would suffer less pain.

Adam stroked his penis from behind Zhou Yan's buttocks, one hand holding her waist, the other pinching the flesh of her buttocks. He forcefully thrust the glans into her labia, the thick, hard penis stretching open her passage, and then he couldn't wait to start thrusting...

"Ah... ooh..." Zhou Yan let out a cry like a small animal. The position of being penetrated from behind made her very uncomfortable. Every impact felt like it was hitting her heart.

Joseph lifted her buttocks from below and thrust his glans into Zhou Yan's mouth, almost poking her throat. Zhou Yan felt dizzy and nauseous in waves, as a fierce, large rod pierced her from behind, thrusting in and out. With each thrust of the two penises, she let out a weak, sobbing sound, stimulating the man to penetrate even more fiercely. Adam looked down at his thick cock ravaging this beautiful and cunning Chinese model. Her slender waist was being fucked so hard that it slumped down, swaying precariously. His masculine pride swelled to an extreme. After a few dozen more powerful thrusts, he was at his limit. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He opened his mouth halfway and enjoyed fucking Zhou Yan's vagina, frantically rubbing the vaginal walls. With the tight, rapid spasms of her narrow vagina, his glans opened, and he screamed as he ejaculated. His body collapsed like a building, panting on top of her.

As soon as Joseph saw Adam ejaculate, milky semen flowing from between their joined genitals, he immediately said, "Pull it out, I want to fuck her."

He pulled his penis out of Zhou Yan's mouth, and Zhou Yan immediately grabbed his leg, pleading, "Let me rest for a while, please."

Joseph ignored her completely. After Adam withdrew, he kicked Zhou Yan over, his heavy body pressing down on her. He lifted her thigh with one hand, wrapped it around her back, grasped his thick glans, and forcefully thrust his penis into Zhou Yan's vagina, which had just been filled with semen. He didn't even spare her a moment of respite; his scrotum slapped against her buttocks, the glans already penetrating her cervix and hitting her uterine wall...

"Ah...so deep...too deep...my stomach hurts..." Zhou Yan was sweating profusely from the pain. Joseph's penis was still the one she feared most. Her small hands reached around to his back, grabbing the base to reduce his penetration. She touched her pink labia, which were swollen and open, her vaginal opening stretched wide over his bulging, veiny penis. The foreigner's large penis pounded against her vulva, rubbing against her labia, making lewd "squeaks."

With a soft moan, she passively let him fuck her, letting him vent his lust, letting him churn her tender flesh. Her lower body was swollen and completely filled, her juices flowing out continuously, wetting their pubic hair, making it sticky and matted together. She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally got used to his length. With each thrust of his penis, she slowly began to feel something. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her two long, firm calves swaying, her buttocks rising and falling to meet his thrusts.

"Oh... such a tight Chinese bitch... so comfortable..." Joseph watched as his penis aroused Zhou Yan. With each thrust, her labia flipped and twitched, her juices fully lubricating their friction, making a "squelching" sound.

Zhou Yan clung to him, like a small, adrift boat, swaying with the waves. Under his frenzied, lewd thrusts, she gasped for breath, drenched in sweat. The intense contractions of her uterus from the glans's thrusts sent waves of tingling pleasure washing over her body. She screamed as the foreign penis brought her to orgasm, a gush of fluid spraying onto the man's glans. Joseph roared like a beast, his strong pectoral muscles bulging, the six muscles of his lower abdomen appearing and disappearing with each intense thrust, brimming with power. Because Zhou Yan's vagina was short, he couldn't insert his penis completely, leaving a portion outside. He gripped Zhou Yan's labia, constantly adjusting the angle of his thrusts, attempting to insert his entire penis.

Zhou Yan, still recovering from the afterglow of her climax, noticed his intention and stopped him, saying, "It's impossible, stop."

Joseph slapped her buttocks, leaving a bright red five-finger mark, and said, "Relax a little, don't be so tight."

"Oh...oh..." Zhou Yan groaned with each thrust, not from pain, but from a feeling of fullness and soreness. Her cervix had never been dilated for so long. She relaxed her body to let him penetrate her, watching him fail again and again until he finally gave up.

Joseph turned her over, and the two lay on their sides. He lifted one of her legs, aimed his glans at her opening, and inserted it again with a "squeak." Adam came over and kissed Zhou Yan, touching the point where they were joined, and used two fingers to massage her clitoris.

Under the intense stimulation of the two, Zhou Yan climaxed again. Her vagina clenched and convulsed around the penis, trembling and contracting. The tender flesh inside her uterus sucked and gripped the glans, trembling and constricting it. Joseph could no longer resist the feeling of ecstasy and death. He cried out, "Ah—!" and slammed his buttocks hard. His scrotum contracted and he ejaculated, sprinkling his seed into her uterus.

Adam fondled Zhou Yan's breasts; they weren't very large, but their firm, perky shape clearly pleased him. He sucked on them for a while, then flicked them with his hands. Zhou Yan was too exhausted to continue and let them do as they pleased. Joseph's penis was still inside her, occasionally twitching, probably squeezing out the last drop of semen...

After two hours of "therapy," Zhou Yan dressed and came out, looking very tired. She ran into a wealthy acquaintance whose husband was a diamond dealer. Upon seeing Zhou Yan at the front desk, the woman exclaimed in surprise, "Zhou Yan, you're doing a weight loss program, right? Why are you so tired? You're already thin enough; you should pay attention to your nutrition. Being a model is really tough. Not only do you have to starve yourself, but you also have to work hard to lose weight. Do you all wear size zero?"

Zhou Yan was too tired to speak, but she still replied, "I'm not that thin; I wear a size 2."

"Yes, you have a great figure, slim but not skinny. What treatment are you getting? Can you recommend one?"

Just then, the receptionist chimed in, enthusiastically introducing Zhou Yan's ongoing treatment to the wealthy woman. Too lazy to speak, she simply said, "I have work tomorrow, I'll head back now. Let's talk again next time."

She took the elevator down to the underground parking garage, where Joseph and Adam were already waiting. They opened the door of a Land Rover, shoved her inside, and said, "Why are you so slow!"

Yes, they weren't going to let her off the hook. After she spent 80,000 yuan on a "treatment" that was actually just them satisfying her sexual desires, she was going to have to go home with them. On the way, Adam drove, while Joseph flirted with Zhou Yan, saying, "We made over 80 copies of that film. If you behave well, we'll return one to you every day. When we return to our country, we'll return them all to you, okay?" Zhou Yan

hugged his waist, as docile as a kitten. She was so tired that she fell asleep in his arms. It was past 5 pm, rush hour, and the traffic was terrible, so she could finally have a good nap.

Sun Qiao received a call from Zhou Yan, who asked her to have lunch with her on Saturday. Since Zhou Yan is a celebrity, they chose a business club called "1949" south of Yingke Center. It was quiet and not crowded, and even Faye Wong had been there before without being caught by paparazzi, so it was a good place. When she arrived, Zhou Yan was already seated, smiling and greeting her, "Come on, Sun Qiao, sit here. How about we have Japanese food?"

As soon as Sun Qiao entered, she noticed that this club was quite unique. The traditional Chinese courtyard architecture was combined with Western-style decoration. Upon entering, there was a gallery where a "visual" exhibition was being held, mostly featuring abstract paintings and photographs. Sculptures were scattered in the corners, creating a striking overall effect. The colors were boldly matched, and the paintings used black glass backings, creating a strong contrast that left a deep impression. After passing through the gallery, she arrived at the Fish Bar. A curtain hung at the entrance, indicating their agreed-upon meeting place. Lifting the curtain, she entered a glass room surrounded by green grass. Two magnolia trees were planted to the east, and artworks and a bonsai with a rockery and flowing water were placed on the grass. The design was unique and tasteful.

Zhou Yan sat leisurely at a small table near the counter, out of the sun. After Sun Qiao sat down, she handed her a menu, saying, "Little girl, it's been a long time. See what you like to eat, don't be shy."

Sun Qiao took it and thanked her, secretly observing her. This model Zhou Yan was indeed very stylish. She wore a sapphire blue three-quarter sleeve shirt, the brocade fabric slightly shiny, which made her look very slender and beautiful. It was probably a jumpsuit, tucked into her pants, very neat and stylish, making her waist look even more slender. Below, she wore skinny leather pants with a double-lock zipper at the ankle, simple yet stylish. Below that were a pair of satin sapphire blue peep-toe high-heeled boots with obsidian pendants. Her hair was tied in a side ponytail, without any extra jewelry, only a Bulgari orange scarf tied around her wrist. She looked like a magazine cover even when she was just sitting there.

Zhou Yan, being the person she was, naturally understood how envious the young girl was. She said, "Sun Qiao, you don't need to look at me. You have a bright future ahead of you, so you must seize it."

The waiter brought them barley tea, and Zhou Yan ordered plum wine, a sashimi platter, and a sushi platter, saying, "Let's share a bowl of noodles; I doubt you'll eat much." Sun Qiao had a naturally superior figure and outstanding proportions, so Zhou Yan felt that with someone promoting her, she would become famous very quickly, surprisingly quickly.

Sun Qiao sought advice from Zhou Yan because she felt foolish and clueless. The school Li Huairen had chosen for her had nothing to do with modeling. Although she wanted to go to university, her family depended on Li Huairen for support; tuition, medical expenses, hospitalization fees, and living expenses were all paid by him. This made her feel like she was "selling herself," which wasn't good. She wanted to save some money first and then continue developing her career as a top model.

Zhou Yan said, "If you want to organize an event, I can arrange it. Eight or ten thousand a day, I won't treat you badly, don't worry." She squeezed wasabi into a small dish, drizzled soy sauce on top, stirred it with chopsticks, and added, "But, Sun Qiao, not to criticize you, but you have a very capable person by your side, why not take advantage of it? Minister Li can do anything. If you want to become Miss World, it's just a matter of a word from him."

This wasn't untrue; the Miss World pageant is held annually in Sanya, China, and even the worst Miss China can easily get third place.

Sun Qiao remained silent. It seemed Zhou Yan already knew she was "relying" on Li Huai Ren, which made her very embarrassed, unable to speak.

Zhou Yan then gave her a strong dose of encouragement, saying, "If you want to become famous, this is the only way. Don't even mention being a mistress, there are plenty of people willing to do it. Besides, Minister Li is young and handsome, and his wife has been in a vegetative state for many years. You have a chance to 'climb the social ladder,' this kind of good luck isn't something everyone encounters."

Sun Qiao said she didn't want to rely on others and wanted to work hard on her own. Zhou Yan widened her eyes, covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Silly girl, if you work hard on your own, then the beauties around you, even if they aren't as pretty or as physically attractive as you, they have plenty of connections. Who would they squeeze out first? They would squeeze out you, who is relying on yourself. Do you understand? Don't you understand the unspoken rules? This industry, including when you get older and want to switch to acting or singing, is the same. Unless your father is a high-ranking official, how can you not be 'ruled out'? Don't be naive."

“Ms. Zhou, what about you? You seem like a workaholic, taking on so many jobs, always busy. Aren’t you self-reliant?”

Zhou Yan said, “The jobs are given to me by others. Look at the advertisements I’ve done, they’re all endorsements worth millions. If I have the money, who can’t I hire? China may not have much else, but it has a huge population. There are tons of beautiful women. Why am I able to get such good opportunities? And movie casting, let me tell you frankly, I haven’t studied acting, I’ve never acted in TV dramas, but I still made it to the big screen, didn’t I?”

Sun Qiao sighed, “You… this is unbelievable!”

“So, when you first came to ask me for my secret, I told you very frankly, if you don’t understand the unspoken rules, don’t enter this industry. You have no mental fortitude at all, what kind of model are you?”

This topic was too heavy, so Sun Qiao quickly changed the subject. In the meantime, she received a text message from Li Mufan asking where she was. She sent him her address, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Zhou Yan concluded, "Young lady, if you really want to be a model, then keep an eye on Minister Li. Have him pave the way for you, and just serve him well. You'll never have to worry about anyone else again. Think about it carefully."

"Okay."

Actually, Sun Qiao and Zhou Yan's ideas were completely different; one was the real-life version, the other the fictional one. Sun Qiao's understanding of the modeling career was far too simplistic. She thought that as long as she had good natural attributes and worked hard, that would be enough, unaware of the deep darkness behind the glamour.

As they left the restaurant, Zhou Yan said, "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride." She put on large sunglasses, looking sexy and glamorous. Sun Qiao was also beautiful, with a sweet and innocent look. Passersby and the club's security guards all stared at them. These two stunning beauties standing together were a truly pleasing sight.

Li Mufan's car was already parked nearby. He chuckled to himself, thinking Sun Qiao was oblivious to their presence, and quickly honked to remind her to be careful.

Sun Qiao finally noticed him and said to Zhou Yan, who had gotten into the car, "Sister Zhou Yan, you go first. I have a friend and some things to do."

"Oh." Zhou Yan poked her head out, looked at the Hummer parked not far away, and smiled meaningfully. She said, "Alright then, think carefully about what I told you. Modeling isn't a castle in the air. You have to take every step on solid ground, understand?" She turned the steering wheel, drove the car out, and sped away.

Li Mufan got out of the car and opened the door for Sun Qiao, kissing her on the cheek. Sun Qiao said, "Don't be silly, someone's watching."

"Do they care if I kiss my wife?"

"Get lost, who's your wife?"

Li Mufan hugged and tucked Sun Qiao into the car. He didn't rush to start the engine, but instead gave her a deep kiss, hooking her tongue and sucking on her lips. He really loved this little beauty. He felt anxious if he didn't see her for even a minute, wishing he could melt into her arms.

"Stop it, stop it, you'll run out of breath if you kiss me again!" Sun Qiao pushed his chin away. This lecherous guy, every time he kissed her it was like he wanted to swallow her whole, making her breathless. His hands were always on her breasts, kneading them, not caring if people outside the car window saw. He was such a pervert, so annoying!

"You, you just don't get enough exercise." Li Mufan gave her a final peck on the lips, started the engine, reversed, and drove the car out. He wasn't behaving himself the whole way, groping her thighs while shifting gears. Sun Qiao was annoyed and said, "Can you be quiet for once?"

"Tch! If I wasn't interested in you, you'd be the one in a hurry. What's wrong with touching me, so precious?" At a red light, he slipped his hand between her legs, groping her through her pants. Sun Qiao tried to push him away, but she couldn't budge him at all. This guy was so strong, his muscles were rock hard, she couldn't even squeeze him.

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