The Angel Trilogy (Complete)

"Sir, would you like fish or rice?" the flight attendant asked politely, bending down.

Shen Wenlun, still with his eyes closed and headphones in his ears, lay leisurely in his reclined seat, humming a tune, completely oblivious to the flight attendant's words.

Seeing this, Li Zhixian, sitting next to him, leaned over and said to the flight attendant, "Give him fish, I'll have some too." The flight attendant handed over two fish dishes. Zhixian nudged Wenlun twice with his elbow, and Wenlun immediately opened his eyes, looking at Zhixian blankly. While removing his headphones, he asked, "What's wrong?" Zhixian shook the knife in his hand, and Wenlun finally understood. Looking at the fish dishes in front of him, he pointed to a dark-colored object and exclaimed, "What's this?" "Eel." Zhixian opened his mouth and put a piece of eel in it.

"Did you make the decision for me?" Wenlun raised his eyebrows, looking displeased.

Zhi Xian nodded and continued eating the food on his plate.

Wen Lun widened his eyes, glared at him fiercely, and then turned around to look for the flight attendant. Zhi Xian said from the side, "No need to look anymore. The flight attendant just said that only eel was left, and that's all. Just make do with this!" "How can I make do? You know I hate eating fish more than anything else in my life!" "Don't you want it?" Zhi Xian asked, tilting his head, his chopsticks already reaching for the eel. He unceremoniously took it from his plate, leaving Wen Lun staring at him with his mouth agape.

"Then... what should I eat now?" Wen Lun's features were already contorted in disbelief.

"Isn't there buttered bread? Make do with this!"

"Make do, make do, that's all you can say. Have you ever thought about my stomach?" Wen Lun helplessly picked up the bread, adding butter with a dissatisfied expression.

"Uncle Jinben said he'd throw us a welcome dinner tonight, and you can have a good feast then." "We're staying in Japan for a year, but Japan isn't that big, but it's not that small either. With so many people, where are we going to find your mother?" Wenlun said, biting into his bread. Zhixian

shrugged, a little helplessly, and said, "I don't know either, but I'll try my best to find her." "For some reason, I always feel that Jinben must know where your mother is, he just doesn't say it." Zhixian stopped what she was doing and stared at him blankly: "How can you think that?" "It's just a gut feeling, but my gut feeling is always very accurate." "Get lost!" Zhixian glanced at him sideways: "If your gut feeling is that strong, you wouldn't be skipping meals and now you're deliberately starving yourself." "What...you bastard!" Wenlun immediately jumped up. Just then, a flight attendant walked by, and he grabbed her, startling her into a gasp.

The Li Group is a large international conglomerate with a diverse range of businesses, including real estate, hotels, department stores, and trade. Its extensive operations place it among the top ten companies in Asia.

Zhi Xian is the son of Li Zhanhao, the founder of the Li Group. He and Shen Wenlun have known each other since elementary school, and their friendship blossomed into a deep bond after graduating from university this year. They share similar interests, are inseparable, and can talk about anything. Wenlun, who frequently visited the Li family since childhood, is also quite familiar with Zhi Xian's family.

Both of them started working for the Li Group this year after graduating from university.

This summer, the Li Group signed a contract with Japan's largest restaurant group, Higashimaru Trading Co., Ltd., acquiring operating rights in Hong Kong, mainland China, and Taiwan, planning to open hundreds of chain restaurants in these three regions.

However, the contract stipulates that each acquiring operating rights must maintain the same image, decoration, management, and service as Japan, and must send personnel to Japan for a year of internship to thoroughly understand the business operations.

Like most young people, Zhixian and Wenlun harbored a passion for Japan. During their middle school years, they frequently traveled to Japan during summer vacations and studied Japanese at night, simply to read comics, celebrity magazines, and watch DVDs.

Upon learning this, Zhixian approached Li Zhanhao to request an internship in Japan.

Surprisingly, it went very smoothly; Li Zhanhao immediately agreed, but on one condition: Zhixian had to find his half-mother during his stay.

Over ten years ago, Li Zhanhao frequently traveled to Japan for work. During that time, he met a beautiful woman named Luo Guifang, a Taiwanese expatriate working as an elementary school teacher there.

Later, Luo Guifang gave birth to a daughter with him. However, their affair was discovered by Li Zhanhao's wife, who was Zhixian's mother.

Then she caused a scene in Japan. Ultimately, unwilling to break up Li Zhanhao's family, Luo Guifang reluctantly took her daughter and left briefly. From then on, Li Zhanhao lost all contact with the mother and daughter.

Years ago, Li Zhanhao hired a private investigator to search for them, but it was all in vain; they remain missing to this day.

Wenlun and Zhixian left customs and pushed their luggage cart out of Narita Airport's main hall when they saw a large sign, two feet high and three feet wide, bearing their names, held aloft by a short, chubby man.

The two exchanged a smile and walked towards the man.

When they arrived in front of the short man, he looked up, glancing at the two of them alternately, then at the playing card. Zhi Xian said in somewhat broken Japanese, "I am Li Zhi Xian, and this is Shen Wen Lun." "Oh... I'm sorry!" The man immediately put down the playing card and bowed, saying, "Minister Li, Minister Shen, I am Shimoki Yoichi. President Tsumoto sent me to pick up the two ministers. Please take care of me." Seeing Shimoki bow at a ninety-degree angle, the two had never seen such courtesy before. Hearing Shimoki address them as ministers, they immediately became flustered and didn't know how to respond.

Before they could speak, Shimoki continued, "Gentlemen, you can leave your luggage to me. Please come this way; the car is ready." The two followed Shimoki, who was pushing a luggage cart, out of the airport hall and into the waiting area. They arrived at a white Toyota sedan. The driver, dressed in white, was already standing beside the car. Seeing the three of them approach, he immediately opened the back door and politely invited them to get in.

After putting the luggage in the trunk, Shimoki sat back down next to the driver. In the blink of an eye, the car had left Narita Airport and was on the highway heading towards Tokyo.

After a little over an hour's drive, the car entered Tokyo, passing through the bustling city center with its throngs of pedestrians. Then, the car turned left into Adachi Ward, a quiet residential area.

Shimoki turned around and said, "President Tsumoto has already rented a house for you two. It's only a few minutes' drive from here." Fumiro asked, "It seems quite far from the city center. Is it convenient to get around?" "This is Nishi-Arai in Adachi Ward. There's a bus stop a few minutes' walk from your house. It's about a 15-minute bus ride to Nippori Station on the Yamanote Line. Transportation is very convenient." Fumiro nodded in agreement. The car pulled into a side street and stopped in front of a small two-story house.

"We've arrived. Please get out, both of you." Shimoki opened the car door.

After getting out of the car, the two looked up at the small white house. There was a small garden in front, with red and white wildflowers growing on either side. The surroundings were deserted, exceptionally quiet and serene.

Shimoki, carrying his luggage, went to the front door, took out his key, opened the door, placed the luggage in the entryway, and handed the key to Zhixian: "President Tsumoto has booked a dining room at the Fumizuki restaurant in Shinjuku. You two can rest for a while. I'll come to pick you up again at 7 pm tonight." "Thank you, Mr. Shimoki," Zhixian said, putting the key in his pocket.

After Shimoki left, they carefully examined the interior. It was indeed very refined and clean. Near the entryway was a Western-style living room with two white leather sofas and a coffee table. A low cabinet against the wall held a television and stereo. On the other side of the living room was the dining room, with a six-person dining table and an open kitchen, fully equipped.

Just as Zhixian turned around, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the second floor. He saw Wenlun quickly come down, pick up his luggage at the entrance, and say to Zhixian, "What are you doing here? Hurry up and pack your luggage." After saying that, he hurried upstairs.

Before long, Zhixian came upstairs with a suitcase. A corridor led to four rooms. The room at the front was open, and there was a pair of shoes outside the door. Presumably, Wenlun was inside. He put his luggage down in the corridor and walked towards his room.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he was pleasantly surprised. The room was spacious and furnished entirely in a Japanese style. There were tatami mats on the floor and a built-in wardrobe. Wenlun was squatting in front of the wardrobe, hanging clothes.

"Hmm... quite a nice room. I've never slept in a Japanese-style bedroom before." Wenlun laughed. "You have plenty of money, so staying in a Japanese-style room is easy. Just redecorate your room when you get home, and that'll be fine." Zhixian also took off his shoes and put them by the door. He walked to a screen door, pulled it open, and found a bathroom. He laughed and said, "The only drawback is that it would be even better if it were a Japanese-style bathroom." "I have a bathroom, that's enough for me. I don't care if it's Western or Japanese. I'm a grown man, and I've never stayed in a room with a bathroom! Unlike you, the bathroom in this room is bigger than my living room." Zhixian smiled. "I should go tidy up too." After saying that, he went out.

Less than five minutes later, Zhi Xian's cursing echoed into the room, and he rushed in: "It's not fair! These two rooms outside are tiny and have no bathrooms! Here, the usual." He pulled a Japanese yen coin from his pocket: "Do you want the letter or the design?" "Neither side. I only want this room. Who told you, young master, to be so slow to come upstairs? You've been living a life of luxury since birth. Now that you're in Japan, it's time to let your old friend enjoy some comfort." Zhi Xian glared at him, still a little resentful, but put the coin back in his pocket.

Fumizuki, located on the seventh floor of the Shinjuku Grand Hotel, is a high-end Japanese restaurant.

Wenlun and Zhixian were led to a Japanese-style room by a waitress in a kimono. The waitress said, "Mr. Tsuki is already waiting in the Chunying Hall." The Chunying Hall was a spacious Japanese-style room. As soon as the screen door opened, a middle-aged man with graying temples, around fifty years old, greeted them with a smile, saying, "You've arrived, please come and sit down." Tsuki was a frequent visitor to the Li family; he always came to the Li family whenever he was in Hong Kong, so Zhixian was quite familiar with him.

This was the first time Tsuki and Wenlun had met. After they sat down, Zhixian introduced them, and after a brief exchange of pleasantries, Tsuki called for the food.

Soon, a dish of food was placed in front of each person on a long Japanese-style table. The dish contained something only one or two millimeters thick, with a dark, spiky outer layer and a snow-white, glistening inner layer.

Tsuki smiled and said, "My two nephews, try this 'tiger porcupine' skin. The meat is extremely delicious, but personally, I prefer the skin to the meat." Wenlun had been listening with a dazed look in his eyes. Fish had been a foreign concept to him since childhood; for some reason, even the slightest fishy smell made him feel nauseous.

However, seeing the other party's sincerity, he couldn't refuse their kindness.

Zhixian turned his head and chuckled softly in Cantonese, "Just make do, don't spoil their fun." Wenlun gave a wry smile, but quickly suppressed it, not daring to show any dissatisfaction. He kept chatting and laughing with the two of them, forcing a smile, and after much difficulty, finally managed to eat the food in front of him! No... he should say swallow it.

He thought his ordeal was finally over, but what followed immediately made his vision go black.

A waitress in a gorgeous kimono began setting out more than ten plates of Japanese food on the tatami table. Tsumoto chuckled, "Speaking of pufferfish, every part is edible, except for the liver, which is poisonous. Just forty grams of liver can kill fifty-six thousand people. But the liver is the most delicious." "Such a potent poison! Will there be any fish liver this time?" Zhixian stared wide-eyed at the food before him.

"Don't worry, Zhixian, if you're afraid, you don't have to eat it," Tsumoto said with a smile.

Wenlun pointed to the plates and asked, "What are these ten-plus plates for? They're arranged quite elegantly." Tsumoto replied, "This is a full pufferfish meal, with ten dishes in total." He then began to introduce each dish: "This is a cold platter of blanched pufferfish shreds, skin and meat sashimi, sperm sashimi, fish brain, fish liver, grilled fish roe, grilled fish ribs, fried fish, pufferfish roe, and porridge." Wenlun's stomach was already cramping from listening, and Zhixian's "make do" echoed in his ears again.

Tonight, besides pufferfish, there's also fish essence blanched in hot sake, the whole cup milky white, emitting a rich aroma. Ah… my god, even the sake is fish, Wenlun thought bitterly.

Later, the three of them got down to business. Tsumoto said, "Since you two are here for your internship at Higashimaru, I've arranged for you to be department heads, equivalent to managers in your organization, but only deputy department heads. In that department, the general manager is your mentor. The reason I've placed you in a leadership position is Higashimaru's rule. Senior employees who are interning overseas, unless they are in a leadership position, will find it difficult to understand the company's management hierarchy. During this period, you must abide by all employee regulations just like other Higashimaru employees, and your salaries will be paid by Higashimaru." Then there was some more conversation about positions, and before they knew it, more than an hour had passed.

As they were leaving Fumiyue, Zhixian asked Tsumoto, "I have something I'd like to ask Uncle Tsumoto. My father told me that you were once a good friend of my half-mother. This time, besides my internship, my father sent me to Japan to find my half-mother. I wonder if you have any news about her, Uncle? Could you provide me with some clues?" Tsumoto frowned slightly and shook his head, saying, "I also received an email from your father. He has already hired a private investigator to help. If there is any news, he will notify you immediately." Shimoki drove the two back to their residence in Shin-Nishii. As soon as Wenlun stepped into the house, he vented all his pent-up anger: "That Tsumoto..." "He must be deliberately messing with me. Why eat this pufferfish ghost meal when there are so many other things to eat!" "It tastes pretty good!" Zhi Xian lay on the sofa and said casually, "It's flavorful and special. I really want to go back and eat it to my heart's content someday." Wen Lun was furious and glared at him angrily: "It must be you. You were the one who hinted to Jin Ben that you had never eaten pufferfish before and that you should try it sometime. Otherwise, how could it be so to your liking!" Zhi Xian tilted his head and pondered: "I think I did say that last year. I didn't expect Jin Ben to remember what I said." "You..." Wen Lun clenched his fists and kicked his feet in anger, pacing back and forth in the living room.

"I noticed your chopsticks were just dabbling here and there, but I didn't see you picking anything up. I guess you're not full yet?" "Needless to say, now that you mention it, my stomach is rumbling again. I'll see what's in the fridge to fill my stomach." He then walked towards the kitchen.

"No need to look anymore, I already checked, there's nothing in the refrigerator." Zhixian stood up. "How about this, for the sake of our old friendship, I'll treat you to a meal out, and we can buy some soft drinks and snacks on the way back." "At least you still have some conscience. Okay, let's go to 'Minon-ya' for horse meat hot pot." "You know how to eat, but look at the time. Remember last time? They close at 8 pm." Wenlun scratched his head. "Let's go to Shinjuku. We can play video games after we eat." After the two finished eating in Shinjuku, they strolled into Kabukicho.

Because they were going to this famous night market, the two had already changed out of their smart suits and into casual clothes before coming out. Zhixian was wearing a leather jacket and jeans, while Wenlun was wearing a black velvet baseball jacket with gold leather sleeves, with a large V-shaped embossed letter on the left front, and faded jeans. He was dressed like a typical Japanese youth.

Walking into the main street, they were greeted by flashing neon lights everywhere. Turning into the side streets, they found pornographic posters and signs everywhere, their audacity truly astonishing. Brothels, nightclubs, and arcades were ubiquitous, creating a dark and somewhat melancholic atmosphere.

The two ran into an arcade, a large two-story store with a huge variety of games. The store was packed with people, layer upon layer.

Zhi Xian was currently racing a car with a young Japanese man, thoroughly engrossed in the game. Wen Lun watched for a while, then said to Zhi Xian, "I'm going to wander around." Zhi Xian waved in response and continued his reckless racing.

Wenlun weaved through the crowd, finally arriving at the second floor, which was much quieter than the lower floors.

Half of this floor was a café, and the other half was a claw machine game. The glass display cases of toys were already occupied, but Wenlun was an expert. He knew which machine to choose to win, and had even managed to grab eight toys in ten rounds.

Just then, a girl's voice suddenly rang out behind him: "Yinyin, stop! Go down and grab it… Sigh! You missed again…" It was Mandarin, a sweet voice.

Wenlun looked in the direction of the voice and immediately froze. He saw two girls, around seventeen or eighteen years old, grabbing plush toys from the glass display cases. One of the girls standing by the machine looked dejected, but her slight dejection only made her seem more adorable.

The girl standing beside the machine had long, straight hair, wore a light pink knee-length thick fleece coat over a white turtleneck sweater and black leather boots, looking incredibly pure and beautiful. Her graceful figure and intelligent features were accentuated by two shallow dimples and large, clear, bright eyes that sparkled with captivating light.

Wen Lun was already completely mesmerized by her beauty, his eyes glued to her, his feet moving uncontrollably towards the game machine.

When he reached the machine, he noticed another girl beside her. She had short, straight hair, wore a light blue hooded fisherman's fleece coat, and had bright eyes and white teeth. Her cheerful and playful demeanor added to her charm; she was also a pretty and adorable girl.

"Yin Yin, don't you think this Q-Taro is cute? I want it," the long-haired girl said, pointing.

"Alright, watch my skills!" The short-haired girl took out a hundred-yen coin and inserted it into the coin slot. The metal clamp on the glass top began to move. The short-haired girl widened her beautiful eyes and pressed her finger on the control button.

The clamp moved slowly forward from horizontal to vertical. When it was about to reach Q-Taro's position, the short-haired girl pressed the control button, and the clamp slowly lowered and retracted inward—oh! It missed again… "Annoying!" The short-haired girl stomped her foot and said, "I don't believe I can't grab it. Ziwei, do you have any more coins?" The girl called Ziwei shook her head: "I used them all up, how could I have any?" "I'm going to exchange coins now. You stand here and reserve your spot. Remember not to let others play." Ziwei nodded and reserved the glass cabinet as she said. Yinyin had already run quickly to the exchange machine.

Wenlun, who was standing to the side, took out a bunch of coins from his pocket and put them in his palm. From the coins of various sizes, he took out several hundred-yen yen coins.

Ziwei, feeling bored, noticed Wenlun's presence. Seeing this tall, strikingly handsome young man constantly selecting coins in his palm, she knew he wanted to play the game machine. She hesitated, feeling a little embarrassed to hogging it and not let anyone else play.

When Wenlun looked up at her, for some reason, Ziwei's heart suddenly pounded, and she involuntarily moved aside, awkwardly nodding to Wenlun.

Seeing this, Wenlun gave her a slight smile, then stood in front of the control panel, placing three coins on the machine. Just as he was about to insert the coins, Yinyin's voice came over: "Exchanged... Hey! Ziwei, why did you let someone else play..." Seeing her puffed-out cheeks, Wenlun smiled slightly at her as well.

Ziwei wrapped her arm around Yinyin's and said crisply, "Yinyin, don't be so angry. Let him play first, then we'll play." "If he gets a Q-Taro, you'll regret it later," Yinyin said unhappily, then suddenly laughed, "Look at him, all tough and strong, but he doesn't have the ability." Wenlun thought to himself, "Just open your eyes and see, I'll make you furious." He then put a coin into the machine, and the iron clamp began to move horizontally.

"Hey! Ziwei, why are you staring at me like that?" Yinyin looked at Wenlun again, "I understand, this Japanese guy is indeed quite handsome, no wonder my good cousin is staring at him without blinking." "Don't talk nonsense, how could I..." "Still denying it, otherwise why are you blushing?"

"Don't say anymore, or I'll ignore you."

Wenlun couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Since you think I'm Japanese, I'll see what this little devil says.

The clamp had moved forward to Q-Taro's position, its forks already aligned with the rope loop above the plush toy's head. As the clamp fell, the forks accurately inserted into the loop.

"Ziwei, this is bad! That Japanese guy really caught Q-Taro!" Yinyin exclaimed, stamping her foot.

Ziwei's eyes widened in disbelief; she hadn't expected this person to catch Q-Taro so easily.

Wenlun retrieved Q-Taro from the coin slot, deliberately placing it on the control panel, and then inserted the second coin.

"Ziwei, look how awful he is, showing off in front of us." "Don't talk nonsense, it'll be embarrassing if someone hears you." "I'm not afraid, how could a Japanese guy understand our language, relax!" "Yinyin, he's caught another one, so impressive." "So what if he's impressive? Look at his outfit, you can tell at a glance that he must be a local gangster, and he's so handsome, I wonder how many girls he's messed with." "Don't judge people like that, I don't think he's that kind of person." Wenlun only realized now how hard it was to hold back laughter, but now he had no choice but to.

"What's wrong with you today? You're always saying nice things to people. If Yangping finds out, he'll be furious." "So what if he knows? I have nothing to do with him." "But that's not what he thinks."

Wenlun overheard their conversation. It turned out that Ziwei already had a boyfriend. For some reason, he felt a pang of jealousy. He had been hoping to strike up a conversation with her, but it seemed he'd have to give up now… In his bad mood, his third attempt failed.

Wenlun picked up two plush toys, one a Q-Taro in his right hand and one a Mazinger Z in his left. Looking at the two women in front of him, he said to them in Mandarin, "These are for you." Upon hearing this, Ziwei and Yinyin's mouths dropped open. They were both stunned.

He… he's Chinese…?

Wen Lun ignored them, smiled slightly, and forcefully stuffed the plush toys into their hands: "This is a small token, take them." He then turned and left, taking a few steps before stopping and turning back with a smile: "You're Ziwei, you're Yinyin, thank you so much for your compliments earlier, bye-bye!" This time he really strode away.

The two women stood there, stunned, each holding a plush toy, their faces flushed red like two burning candles.

Chapter Two: Lust

Author: Qianlong

The residential area of Udagawa-cho, Shibuya, was already quiet and deserted. A three-story Western-style building emitted soft light from its top-floor windows.

"Hmm...hmm..." Completely naked, Ziwei lay on a wide bed, her angelic face flushed, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead.

Ziwei's head was tilted to the side, her starry eyes half-closed, her watery pupils brimming with passionate light. Her beautiful little mouth was gently biting her clenched fist, soft moans of "Ee... Ee... Mmm..." constantly escaping her lips, truly captivating.

These moans, capable of making any man in the world lose his senses, excited the man kneeling between her legs even more, his hips moving even more violently. His dark penis was frantically thrusting in and out of Ziwei's tender, red vulva, accompanied by lewd "splash, splash" sounds. The

large bed, swaying from the thrusting, caused Q-Taro, resting beside Ziwei's face, to swing back and forth.

This young man, completely naked, was in his early twenties. He was the Kurihara Yohei that Yin Yin had mentioned. He and Ziwei were colleagues, but six months ago, after Yohei's ardent pursuit, he finally won over dozens of competitors and won the heart of this charming angel.

However, deep down, Ziwei harbored a complex unease. It wasn't that she disliked Yohei; otherwise, why would she have given him her nearly twenty years of virginity? But if she said she liked him, Ziwei dared not openly admit it. She didn't even want to tell Yin Yin that her relationship with Yohei had already reached this stage, and she didn't want anyone else, especially her colleagues at the company, to know. Yohei was already her boyfriend. Why was this? Perhaps even Ziwei herself didn't know. And when it came to Yohei, she knew even less!

But Yangping loved Ziwei too much. He always treated her requests and words as sacred decrees, never daring to disobey. The feelings between men and women are so wondrous, immeasurable.

At this moment, Ziwei shyly spread her legs, her knees bent, while Yangping pressed his hands on her knees, pushing them apart. He lowered his head, looking at his manhood, repeatedly thrusting in and out, the huge head of his penis drawing out the nectar from her vagina with each stroke.

Oh! This action was too sinful, too lewd! Through her hazy eyes, Ziwei saw Yangping staring down at their joined bodies, making her too shy to look directly at him, yet also bringing her an indescribable new and intriguing feeling.

Ziwei felt Yangping's enormous size rubbing against her tight vaginal walls, each thrust bringing waves of tingling, pleasurable pleasure. His forceful thrusts, each one penetrating deep within, felt as if they were piercing her, yet the sheer pleasure was intoxicating.

Each of Yangping's thrusts ignited a fire within her, until Ziwei could no longer endure it. With each thrust, she wantonly twisted her hips, begging him to take her deeper.

Ah… God! In Yangping's eyes, the angel beneath him was so sweet. Her perfectly sized, round, and tender white breasts swayed up and down with each thrust, creating indescribable waves of milk. What intoxicated him even more was the soft, sensual moans that always escaped her throat from the burning passion within her body, a moan that alone was enough to drive Yangping mad.

「噢！洋平……我……我受不了，不要了，停一会好吗……」紫薇颤抖着声音，用纯熟的日文轻喊着。

「不，妳会受得的……我实在停不下来……」说话间，洋平不但没有缓慢下来，倒反而动得更为激烈，臀部飞快的摝动着，不停捅戳。

「啊……」在宝贝的猛烈抽戳下，这份甜蜜的折磨，让她真想昏死过去。

洋平放开揪着她双腿的手，改而伸手向前，毫无忌惮地向她浑圆的双峰，他一面揉搓，一面享受着宝贝和掌上的快美感觉，眼睛却紧盯着紫薇的俏脸，看着她欢愉时的脸容变化。

洋平贪婪的攻击，立时曾添了紫薇欲肉的骚动，她可以感觉到，除了膣室的磨蹭与充实外，平素自豪的优美双峰，已经双双落在洋平的手中。他一只手用拇指撚撚着一边蓓蕾，而右手却力度适中地，正把玩着她另一边乳房。

嗯！实在太美了，不要停……继续玩我，捣我……我愿意死在你的大宝贝下……啊……要死了……！紫薇不停地在心中吶喊，但始终不敢喊出声来。她的性子本来就十分害羞，人又温文柔顺，更不是一个淫蕩的少女，这样淫亵的言语，她又如何能说得出口，但毕竟她是个十九岁的正常少女，在这样激情的肉慾下，实也难怪她产生如此放纵的慾念。

咿唷……我忍不住了，再要深些……嗯，要丢了，真的要丢了……紫薇登时浑身一个痉挛，阵阵阴精如潮涌出，直浇向洋平的棒头，人也接着瘫痪了下来，无力地任由洋平继续蹂躏她。

然而，洋平也好不了多少，适才在一轮的急攻下，不但干得双双痛快淋漓，自己也早已力尽筋疲，已到强弩之末，只见他狠狠抽动了几下，巨头抵紧她深处，马眼倏然暴胀，几股炙热的浓精，接着喷射而出。

啊……好舒服……！紫薇不禁暗叫起来。

洋平脱力地伏在她身上，不停地喘气，紫薇却温柔地伸出双手，搂抱着他满布汗水的身子，亲?地拥紧着他，一对玉峰，牢牢贴在他胸膛，而她的乳头，因刚才的激情而变得更为挺立，摩擦着他的肌肤。

正自缓缓垂软的宝贝，现在仍然藏在她的膣道里，大概洋平还不愿意拔出来罢，他一心要等待着下一轮的攻击，因为眼前的美女，实在叫他要极都不能会满足，更何况今日在几经艰难下，才能说服她肯在这里过宿一夜，若不把握今晚的机会，尽情地快活一番，下一次又不知要等到何月何日了。

二人默地拥抱着，直到洋平渐渐回过气来，开始轻吻着她的颈背，再用舌头舔洗她的耳朵。而紫薇却侧起脖子，好让他更容易进行。

洋平的牙齿咬住她的耳垂，热呼呼的气息，是如此地教人兴奋。

「刚才舒服吗？」他在她耳畔喃喃的诱惑着。

「嗯！」紫薇低应一声，把他抱得更紧。

「那种感觉真好，我快要为妳疯狂了，紫薇妳知道吗？」他稍稍半边身，大掌立即盖在她一边乳房上，开始温柔地抚弄。

「不要，让我再休息一下好吗。」紫薇没想到洋平这幺快又要缠过来。

可是洋平却充耳不闻，忽地把头一底，以唇代手，品味着她迷人的乳峰，而当他含在嘴里吸吮时，紫薇不由轻呼了一声，过不多久，在洋平几番拨弄下，那股快感使她不得不拱身迎向他，修长的双腿，也不耐地挨擦着他。

「不要了，你这样下去，会把我搞迷糊的。」这句温柔而全无抗拒力的说话，说了等如没说，反而令洋平更为兴奋，这也是紫薇的可爱之处。

洋平的手往下滑，抚着她仍插着宝贝的唇瓣，拨弄着她突起的核心。

紫薇试着用手去推开他：「不要，洋平请你不要……啊……」他感到洋平的手指，意贴着他半软不硬的宝贝伸了进去。

只见紫薇小嘴一张，表情显得既可爱又迷人，在霎时的惊恐下，紫薇反射性地伸手握住他的手，想要把他的手指抽出来。

「握住我，」洋平道：「就像这样。」他反握住她的手，迫她的手指握住那半硬的他，而他的手指，再度进入她的花穴里。

紫薇被他这样一搞，浑身又是一个剧颤，握在手上的宝贝，落在掌中竟湿濡濡的，全都是自己和他刚才的淫水精液，想到这里，不禁令她满脸通红。

「帮我捋动他，好让他快点硬起来。」洋平轻咬着她的耳珠，沙嗄地说着。

紫薇本想不愿意为他这样做，虽然曾和洋平也亲蜜过几次，但是每一次，都是匆匆行事，尤其先前的两次，还让她痛了好几天，直到今日，她还不曾认真正地碰过他的东西，今回着着实实的握在手中，却是第一次。

但不知为何，这根不硬半软的东西，握在手上确实令她有些难以形容的感觉，使她又不大愿意就此放手，在洋平的诱导下，便开始轻轻为他套弄，而洋平插在她体内的手指，也不知何时，已经曾加至两根，登时把紫薇掘弄得扭腰摆臀，吟喘不已。

「紫薇，妳是如此地紧，太美妙了……」淫亵的说话，不住在洋平口中绽出，诱惑着这个续渐动情的绝色天使。

在紫薇生涩的套弄下，使洋平更感难受，不多久便开始硬挺起来。紫薇同时也感觉到他的反应，那东西不但又硬又热，且不停地脉动着，而那棒顶圆圆的头部，却暴胀得更大更圆，这种奇妙的变化，令紫薇真想起身来看个究竟。

当她正自胡思乱想之际，洋平突然把她的小手移开，紫薇还来不及反应，他的唇已烙上了她，舌头深深地进入她腔内，狂乱地吸吮着她口里的甜蜜。

不消片刻，紫薇便失去了控制，变得和他一样狂野，只见她牢牢箍着他脖子，把他庞大的身躯往自己身上拉，丰挺的美乳，炽情地磨擦着他的肌肤。洋平确也算是这方面的能手，他知道怎样碰她，何时在哪里施加压力，及如何让她在自己怀里融化。

洋平的动作变得愈来愈粗野。他抽回插着的手指，然后在紫薇的耳畔道：「再次握住他，带领他进入妳的小穴。」啊！好淫蕩的举动呀，太羞人了，他怎能这样对待我，要我做出这种动作，他真是的……紫薇心里虽然这样想，但体内的淫慾火，却令她无法不去依从他。

只见紫薇满脸酡红，把双腿往外八字微分，缓缓伸手提着他早已发硬的大宝贝，把他的巨头轻拉抵着花穴口，继而徐徐推开唇瓣，也没等洋平插进，她已淫蕩地把臀部往前一挺，圆大的巨头，整个掖了进去，被她紧密狭窄的牝口包含紧箍着。

「妳做得很好，今回让妳来干我好吗？」洋平淫邪地笑着。

紫薇给他一说，直羞得忘把头扎在他腋下，娇嗔道：「我不理你了，你好坏。」「好了，好了，看妳害羞成这个样子，还是由我自己来操刀吧。」说着腰肢望前一挺，一条筋肌亢暴的宝贝，登时齐根没进，把个紫薇硬塞得堂堂满满，胀得舒服异常。

紫薇只感到这根热烘烘的巨物，经已全嵌入她体内，完全地佔有了她，自己紧仄的膣道口，却箍得这个可爱的来客一丝不剩。

但奇怪的是，这个来客竟然久久不动，使她不禁诧异起来，便微微张开眼睛，却见洋平脸带邪笑，癡癡地望着她。

紫薇羞得连忙合上眼睛，接着响起洋平的声音：「来，今回我们换个特别的方式。」他尚没等待紫薇的回应，便双手把她身子抱起，让她和自己对坐着。

这一下顿把紫薇吓了一跳，不禁「啊」的一声叫了出来，一对美目，瞪得又圆又大：「洋平，你怎幺了？」再看看眼前环境，只见自己被洋平紧紧抱坐着，胸贴着胸，最要命的是，他那根挺硬的宝贝，仍是密不透风地插在宝穴里，而两人双腿，却彼此交叠着，直直的伸向对方身后。

「我们今回要面对面坐着干，妳便可以清清楚楚地看见我的大宝贝，好让妳知道他是如何地干弄。」洋平得意地笑说。

「不……我不要这样，羞都羞死了！」紫薇不禁吃惊起来。

「这有甚幺幺害羞的，妳看。」话落便轻轻把紫薇的身躯推开，双手紧拉着她的手臂，二人的身子，一下子便连成一个v字，只有下身紧接着。

「我不要看，洋平你欺负人……」紫薇马上侧起头，又如何敢去看他。

洋平裂嘴一笑，便开始挺动腰肢，大宝贝一下一下的抽插起来。

哦……洋平坏死了，怎会想出这种姿势来插弄人家……啊……好深，今回又要给他弄死了……咿……舒服……紫薇在心里还没骂完，洋平已开始狂抽猛插。

「妳看看这些淫水，不住在小穴喷出来了，妳低头看看。」「不看……我不要看……」紫薇娇柔地轻声嗔骂，便忙忙咬着下唇，忍着下体带来的美妙悸动。

洋平当然全看在眼里，他早已心中有数，知道这个外表斯文柔顺，内里欲热情如火的绝色天使，迟早都会屈服在自己的宝贝下。只见洋平改用左手拉着她，右手忽地五指基张，便把紫薇的左乳，整只握在掌中搓。

「啊……洋平……」紫薇终于喊出声来了，醉人的轻唤，着实迷倒世上的任何男人。

洋平顿觉自己真个福缘不浅，能给他认识了紫薇，真不知是几生修到的福份。他愈看着眼前的美女，愈感兴奋异常，胯下的宝贝，不由更狠猛地狂捣，直把紫薇捣得长发飞舞，乳波四起，嘤嘤之声，不绝于耳。

快要死了……洋平你好狠啊，这般猛插人家……啊……好深，插得好深，爽死人家了……！紫薇此刻已快到欲潮的顶端，熊熊的慾火，烧得她抛却了一切的矜持，只见她拨开了洋平拉着自己的左手，双手往后一，稳住那颤抖不已的身躯，竟主动地挺晃着下身，正面迎着洋平的宝贝，不停往前抛。

这一幅纵慾放蕩的淫泆画面，直看得洋平双眼发呆，没想到平时可爱斯文的紫薇，在激情的冲击下，竟会主动地做出如此淫蕩的举动来。

洋平猛地吞了一下口水，知道是时候到了，只见他腰部往后一缩，一条闪润生光的宝贝，竟突然抽离紫薇的玉穴。

正自乐在其中、高潮将至的紫薇，骤觉膣壁倏地一空，不禁由云端直坠了下来，登时美目大张，露出一脸求欲不满表情：「洋平你……」洋平把她拥近身来，让她整个优美的娇躯紧贴着自己，低声道：「坐在我的大腿上。」紫薇只得依着他，双手围箍着他的脖子，浑圆的美臀，一下便坐在他大腿上，由上至下，两人的胸腹全紧贴在一起，而紫薇胯间的玉门，不用说也自然地贴着他的宝贝，惹得她芳心卜卜乱跳，神魂飘蕩。

「妳想我现在插进去吗？」洋平在她耳边问。

紫薇顿即娇羞起来，哪敢回答他的说话，只是把头埋在他肩膀上，不住摇头。

「妳这样摇头，是代表不要吗？」

紫薇知道他存心揶揄自己，气得她轻挥玉拳，小手一下下的打着他背部，低声娇嗔道：「你好坏，明知人家……」「妳不说，我又怎会知道。」「不知道便算了。」

「妳真的不说。」洋平伸手握住自己的宝贝，不停地在她肉缝磨蹭：「说呀，说想要我的大棒儿，要我的大棒儿干弄妳，快说呀。」「你好变态呀，要人家说这种话，我不说……啊……不要……求你不要」「真的不要我的大棒？好，妳不要，但我硬是要给妳。」说着双手把她臀部往上托高，让宝贝挺抵住她的玉穴口，还不时挺动下身，使巨头在她的唇瓣进进出出：「快给我说，要还是不要？」紫薇立时被他弄得淫水淋浪，只得死命抱住洋平的脑袋，轻咬下唇忍着，可是身子被洋平这样托起来，使她胸前的一对乳峰，正好贴在他脸上。洋平一个多谢，张嘴便把她一边乳头收纳入口中，徐徐吸吮舔弄起来。

啊……！这一来，紫薇因身体的悸动，不得不抱得他更紧，口里不停嘤咛着：「洋平……我……我要……」洋平心里发笑，道：「妳要甚幺，说出来吧。」「我要……啊……」洋平的巨头又猛地往上一顶，整个大菇头直嵌在她入口处，接着又抽了出来。

紫薇实在难以忍受，抬着小手轻打他背部，嗔道：「洋平你这个坏蛋，不要再折磨我了。我……我说是了，我……我要你的那个，紫薇喜欢洋平的大东西，求求你行行好，把你的大东西弄进来吧，紫薇再受不了……」她当然知道洋平的心意，明着是存心难为她，要她说出这些淫词豔语，这样他才会满意。紫薇虽然知道洋平用意，但谁叫自己的身体不争气，早就给他惹得慾火焚身，还有甚幺可说，现在只得把心一横，红着脸一口气把心底话说了出来。

洋平不由露出满意的笑容，先把巨头对準她的玉穴，接着缓缓把她身躯往下放。

「啊……」紫薇感到他的宝贝，正在开自己的唇瓣，接着续渐深入，终于全根直插着子宫深处，这一悦的充实满足，使她来不及等待洋平的抽插，却主动地抱紧着他，臀部飞快地上下抛动起来。

嗯！他的东西括得我好舒服……又插到底了……啊……！紫薇的臀部不住起落，心底也不住叫着淫语。

洋平见紫薇开始发浪了，再也不用托着她腰臀，这一对回覆自由的双手，再次围攻她身上的要塞，见他一手围着她纤腰，一手却包住她一边乳房，而紫薇的另一边玉乳，自是逃不过他的利嘴。

紫薇三点受击，直乐得嘤声连绵，再过一轮的插弄，她也按忍不住了，身子猛然一抖，阴精宛如水闸大开，浩瀚汹汹，浇得洋平胯间双腿淫液淋漓。

「紫薇妳的水真多，现在该轮到我了。」洋平把她放回床上，让她返回先前对坐的姿势：「这次妳该会肯看吧。」紫薇已经浑身乏力，实没有气力回答他，只见她双手往后，低头望着两人间的接触处，见着一根粗黑的宝贝，不停地在自己的花园抽出插入，一隐一现的，而每次插入，却胀得她舒服无比，而那一抽拔，敏感的花唇，同时给宝贝连着淫水往外抽带出来，这幅景象，委实淫亵不已。

Yangping grew increasingly excited, fondling one of her breasts while thrusting forcefully, reigniting Ziwei's lust that had just subsided. She began to respond to his movements, her pretty face once again displaying burning desire. Under his

powerful thrusts, after less than two hundred strokes, Yangping felt he was on the verge of climax. He laid Ziwei on her back on the bed, lifted her legs, and began his final, fierce thrusts.

"Ah… Yangping, hurry up and cum, I… I can't take it…" Ziwei shook her head uncontrollably from the overwhelming passion.

"What do you want me to cum… tell me…" Yangping cried out in a hoarse voice, his lower body never pausing for a moment, continuing his frenzied thrusting.

"Semen...Yangping's hot semen...ah...shoot it into me, shoot it all into Ziwei..." "Shoot it where?" "Mmm...uterus...shoot it into Ziwei's uterus...please..." Yangping had finally won today. The usually quiet and shy angel, under his instruction, had begun to lose her composure and could even utter such lewd words. He couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Ziwei, will you come with me?" "Okay...let's come together, if you thrust harder, I'm about to come again...ah...it's like this...my uterus is about to be pierced...how can it feel so good...ah..." Ziwei was so happy that she spread her legs wide, her waist arching wildly, and the obscene words she uttered were probably not even noticed by herself.

Soon, Yangping could no longer hold back. After a series of pleasurable spasms, his hot semen suddenly gushed out, pouring straight into Ziwei's uterus until not a drop was left. Looking at Ziwei, she too had reached a state of intense ecstasy, her body limp and weak, panting heavily.

The morning light streamed in through the window, illuminating the naked couple. Ziwei slowly awoke; the passion of the previous night had ensured a sound sleep.

She glanced at the wall clock; it was already past seven, but there was still some time before work. Ziwei saw Yangping beside her, his back turned, seemingly fast asleep. She reached out absentmindedly, only to touch something soft. Turning around, she saw it was Q-Taro, his body covered in snow-white flesh, his lips wide and round.

Ziwei couldn't help but recall the events of the previous night, especially the handsome young man; his striking face suddenly reappeared before her eyes. She reached out and picked up Q-Taro, extending her slender fingers to gently tap his large lips. She drifted off into a daze for a while, then finally sighed deeply, placed Q-Taro back beside her pillow, and turned to look at the sleeping Yohei's back.

As she looked, her mind drifted back to her passionate encounter with Yohei—a time of such wanton union that she blushed at the memory, yet the pleasure she felt then was unforgettable. That liberating, wanton passion was so beautiful, so intoxicating. If it hadn't been Yohei last night, but him… Ah! What am I thinking? How could this be… Ziwei couldn't help but laugh at her own folly.

But she couldn't shake the image from her mind. The naked Yohei before her, somehow, had become his phantom, causing Ziwei to lean closer to him, pressing her beautiful body tightly against him, and slowly reaching out her small hands to embrace the naked man from behind.

Holding him so intimately feels so good. If I were to seduce him with my perfect naked body, I wonder if he would do what Yohei did and fuck me hard with his treasure? I'm so looking forward to it, looking forward to your energetic, thick and strong treasure entering me, you know! At that time, I will definitely offer myself to you even more lasciviously, actively using my hands to open my labia and welcome your lovely treasure. It's true, I really want you so much... As Ziwei fantasized about that lewd scene, her body unconsciously began to slowly rub against Yohei's back. Her pair of round and beautiful breasts stimulated his back, and at the same time, they stimulated her own, arousing the primal lust within her.

Ah... I can't take it anymore! Ziwei cried out in her heart, her jade hands reaching over Yohei's front, unable to resist slowly moving down, finally grasping him tightly in her hands. The morning's male arousal had already made his treasure hard.

Ziwei, unfamiliar with men's physiological states, was quite surprised to see him hard and erect, wondering if Yangping was having a erotic dream.

She gently teased him until Yangping felt something amiss and woke up with a start: "Ziwei, you're so playful, daring to take it without asking." Ziwei was startled by his sudden words and was about to withdraw her hand when Yangping stopped her: "Why didn't you answer my question?" "Since you don't like it, I won't take it again," Ziwei pouted.

"Are you angry? Fine, I was wrong. Actually, I'm happy that you're so proactive!" He said, turning over and pulling Ziwei close, letting her lie on his chest, enjoying her delicate and alluring body.

"I don't understand what you mean?" Ziwei played with his penis while raising her beautiful face, gazing at him tenderly.

"While I wouldn't say all men in the world, I believe a large majority share my thoughts. That thought, of course, is that their women must be more beautiful than others, and that they must always present their most elegant side to others." "What do you mean by 'elegant'?" "A dignified and refined appearance, and a gentle and compliant personality."

"So, that's all you men like. It seems there are quite a few women like that. Are there any others?" "Of course. Besides the above, the most important thing is that during sex with her husband, she must act like a wanton woman, actively arousing his desire and indulging in the pleasures of sex to the fullest. As the saying goes, 'A virtuous woman in public, a wanton woman at home.' Only such a woman can be considered presentable in public and suitable for the bedroom." Ziwei listened attentively until Yangping finished speaking, then smiled and asked, "So, am I qualified?" Yangping hugged her tighter and smiled, saying, "In public, when it comes to refinement and beauty..." "Up until now, I haven't found anyone who can beat you, but when it comes to bed, you're still far from being qualified." "Really!" Ziwei was a little unconvinced: "Wasn't my performance last night good enough?" Yangping laughed: "There's been some improvement, but it's not perfect. These things take time. You have to accumulate experience step by step, and you can't rush it." "And now? Aren't I being very proactive?" Her small, spring-like hand was firmly gripping his manhood, passionately stroking it, while her round breasts rubbed wantonly against his chest. She was using every trick in the book to provoke him.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping said, "What's this? It's probably not even fifty points." Ziwei was furious and slapped his manhood hard, making Yang Ping jump up in pain. "Are you trying to kill your husband...?" "Who told you to say that? I just don't believe I don't even have fifty points. You're lying!" "Since you don't believe me, I'll teach you now, so you'll know what a perfect score is. Prepare to die." As soon as Yang Ping finished speaking, he pushed Ziwei down and reached between her legs. Her tender honey hole was already wet.

"So you were prepared for me. I'll add ten points for that." Then he spread her legs apart, grabbed his manhood, and thrust it in.

"Ah... Yang Ping, you..." Before she could even utter a sound, Yang Ping had already straightened up and was kneeling between her legs, thrusting hard, making Ziwei moan and groan, her juices flying everywhere.

Later, Ziwei once again became completely lost in the moment, her lewd moans and cries ringing out incessantly.

This round lasted for nearly an hour before the two of them washed up and hurriedly went to work.

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