Girl, give me your hymen.

As instructed by Qu Ming, Crow deliberately bumped into Yang Yun in the theater, knocking the milk out of her hand. The theater was dimly lit, and Yang Yun didn't notice that the milk he offered had been switched. Although the milk carton was intact, there was a tiny pinhole in an inconspicuous place. Qu Ming wouldn't be foolish enough to directly put the special drug in the milk; the milk was only meant to create an opportunity for them to be alone. The only place in the theater where they could be alone was the restroom. Therefore, Qu Ming injected a fast-acting diuretic into the milk. He stopped Yang Yun in the restroom and, half-forced, made her drink the milk—that was the special drug Cai Ji had obtained. Everything was the same as Jing Li's reaction. After drinking the milk, Yang Yun's gaze immediately became vacant. The drug formed a reflex zone in her cerebral cortex; within three minutes, all external stimuli encountered through sight, smell, and hearing became part of her consciousness. Yang Yun remembered Qu Ming saying three sentences when they met in the restroom; in fact, those were said later. She had no recollection of what Qu Ming had said at the beginning, not even remembering him forcibly giving her half a glass of milk. But that didn't prevent those words from entering her subconscious under the influence of the drugs. Three minutes was a long time; Qu Ming had ample time to instill his commands into Yang Yun's mind. He didn't need to explain his identity anymore; even if he said nothing, Yang Yun would consider the man before her the most important person in her life. But Qu Ming wanted more than that. "Remember me." Qu Ming looked at her beautiful face and said, "You will strongly desire to make love to me, give me your virginity, and let me be the first man in your life. Pleasing me with your body will be your greatest pleasure, and then..." Qu Ming smiled wickedly, as if instructing a lifeless doll, "You will come to enjoy making love, whether in class or in the dormitory, you will crave to have sex with different men. You must trust my sports club as much as you trust me. You will find that the players of the Red Wolf Club will be incredibly alluring to you." "You can have sex with every man, except one. Your boyfriend, Zhou Donghua. In front of him, you are still that pure little girl. But behind his back, you will mess around with every man anytime, anywhere, especially strangers..." The sex in the bathroom was coming to an end. Yang Yun lay face down in the scallop-shaped bathtub, being raped from behind by Qu Ming. Her head was lowered, her two round breasts half-submerged in the milk, swaying back and forth, splashing white milk. Qu Ming thrust hard a few times, then grabbed Yang Yun's white buttocks and ejaculated inside her. At Qu Ming's age, he disliked children; he simply found ejaculating inside a woman's body incredibly pleasurable. This near-rape-like intercourse caused Yang Yun only physical pain. But psychologically, she felt an indescribable joy, as if she had completed a crucial experience in her life. After Qu Ming ejaculated, Yang Yun said, "President, are you happy? I gave you my virginity…it hurts so much…" Qu Ming lazily replied, "Let me see." The camera clearly captured Yang Yun's newly deflowered genitals. She shyly spread her legs, revealing her bleeding vulva to satisfy Qu Ming's perverted demands. Her originally closed labia parted, her tender vulva widened, the entrance stained with scattered blood, and a trickle of cloudy white semen slowly flowing from it. Qu Ming held Yang Yun in his arms, lewdly playing with her genitals, a cold smile playing on his lips as he said, "Tell your boyfriend what you did." Yang Yun hesitated for a moment, then, under his urging, shyly said, "Donghua, I've lost my virginity..." Zhou Donghua finished his last set of pre-sleep workout and suddenly had a whim to call Yang Yun. Yang Yun's phone rang, but no one answered. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" Qu Ming looked at his phone. Yang Yun bit her lip and said, "It was him calling." "Zhou Donghua?" Qu Ming chuckled, "What a coincidence. Tell him you're with me. We just had sex." Yang Yun didn't say anything. Zhou Donghua checked the time; it was almost midnight. Yang Yun was probably asleep by now. The phone finally stopped ringing, then after a while, a pleasant melody sounded again. This time it was a text message: Come home with me during the holidays, shall we get engaged? Zhou Donghua. Qu Ming glanced at the phone and chuckled, "Engaged? He's just looking for an excuse to sleep with you." Yang Yun's blush faded, and she looked somewhat dazed. After a while, she whispered, "It's too late, I have to go back." "Why go back when it's already late? Let's do it again." Yang Yun said, "I'm still in pain... If I don't go back, my roommates will be suspicious." "Let them be suspicious." Qu Ming pushed Yang Yun onto the bed without further ado. Zhou Donghua was completely unaware of what had happened to his girlfriend. The next morning, he bought breakfast and called Yang Yun from downstairs: "I bought breakfast, come down and eat with me." Yang Yun's voice was low, "I've already eaten." "So early?" Zhou Donghua was a little disappointed, "I called you last night, but no one answered." "I... didn't hear it." "It's a bit late, you might have fallen asleep..." Zhou Donghua hesitated for a moment, not mentioning the text message, "Okay, go to class, we'll have lunch together." Yang Yun was in a daze during class that morning, she didn't hear a word the teacher said, her mind was filled with images from the previous night. That night, Qu Ming had sex with her three times, and in the end she was almost paralyzed on the bed as Qu Ming ejaculated inside her. It's hard to say what pleasure there was in virgin sex accompanied by bleeding and pain. But Yang Yun found that she actually liked the feeling of sex. Being embraced, caressed, and kissed by a strong man… that hard organ was inserted into her body, thrusting and vibrating within her soft and sensitive organs until semen was ejaculated… It wasn't until dawn that Qu Ming brought Yang Yun back to class. Sitting in the classroom now, Yang Yun could still feel a slight tremor in her lower body. Later, Yang Yun told Lu Ting: "That day, sitting in the classroom, it felt like I possessed a secret no one in the world knew. You know, we were just sophomores then, and not many girls in the class had sexual experience. I sat there watching them, and suddenly felt sorry for them. They looked so innocent, still little girls who didn't understand anything, while I was already a woman. I sat among them, with a man's semen inside me, but they didn't know…" Lu Ting said: "Aren't you happy?" Yang Yun lightly patted her face with foundation, smiled, and said: "I feel proud. From that day on, that innocent little girl disappeared—I should have a party to celebrate." Zhou Donghua, standing at 1.98 meters tall, was always a striking figure at Bin University. News of his invitation to the Urban Alliance had already spread throughout the university, and students applauded as he entered the restaurant. Appearing alongside the tall and athletic Zhou Donghua, the petite Yang Yun was equally eye-catching. Yang Yun's pure beauty was well-known at Bin University, and today she looked like a freshly polished jade, radiating a captivating glow. Most of the restaurant's waiters were part-time students who were familiar with Zhou Donghua. Zhou Donghua requested a quiet private room. A boy brought the menu, grinning, "Brother Dong, order whatever you like, this meal is on us." Zhou Donghua laughed, "Be careful I don't eat your entire month's salary. Get a carton of milk, and just bring a set meal. Also," he wagged his finger, "don't wander around aimlessly." "Understood!" the boy happily left. Yang Yun ignored their conversation, staring at a point in the air, a strange smile playing on her lips. Looking at his crystal-clear girlfriend, Zhou Donghua, who had always believed that men should be a little rough around the edges, couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness. "What are you thinking about?" Zhou Donghua's large hand covered Yang Yun's. Yang Yun was startled and quickly withdrew her hand. "Nothing," she said, blushing. Zhou Donghua had touched a hundred more basketballs than girls, and he had always been helpless with women. Seeing his girlfriend's shyness, he could only scratch his head helplessly. The food arrived, and the two ate quietly. Zhou Donghua was trying to figure out how to start the conversation, while Yang Yun drank her milk, remembering last night in the milk-scented bathtub, she had given her virginity to another man. "Did you see the text message I sent you last night?" Yang Yun looked up, momentarily unable to recall the text message she had received. "I'm going to try out for the team during the holidays, and I want you to come home with me to meet my parents." Seeing his girlfriend's panic, Zhou Donghua smiled and said, "Don't worry, they'll definitely like you." Zhou Donghua's sincere expression made Yang Yun's heart flutter, and she suddenly felt an impulse to tell him everything that had happened last night. Yang Yun's face was pale, her lips moving as if she was about to speak, when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at it, a slight blush rising to her cheeks. She stood up and said, "I'm going to the restroom." Yang Yun tidied her hair in the restroom, then returned and opened the door. Qu Ming leaned back in his chair, flipping through a magazine. He wore white casual clothes, sported unruly short hair, and always wore that defiant expression. Yang Yun wore a loose white t-shirt and a plaid tweed skirt, revealing her two fair legs beneath. Her smooth hair was tied back with a ribbon, reaching her waist. She looked at Qu Ming, a blush rising on her milky-white cheeks. Qu Ming put his leg on the table. "Come here, I'll tell you how to give oral sex." Next door. Zhou Donghua waited and waited, but Yang Yun didn't return."Women are such a hassle." He tossed aside his napkin in boredom, then stared blankly at the carton of milk on the table. After waiting a while, Zhou Donghua picked up the half-finished carton of milk, examined it closely for a moment, then took a sip through the straw. The faint milky aroma filled his mouth, seemingly reminiscent of Yang Yun's taste. There was a knock on the door. Zhou Donghua quickly put down the milk. The waiter came in. "Brother Dong, would you like anything else?" "We'll talk about it later." The waiter came out and closed the door. Suddenly, the door next to the room opened, and a petite girl pushed it open. Meeting the waiter's surprised gaze, Yang Yun's face flushed bright red. She hurriedly went into the restroom, washed her face, and returned to her room only after calming down. Zhou Donghua had been waiting impatiently, but upon seeing Yang Yun, his displeasure vanished instantly. "It's getting cold, let me get you another one." "No need. I'm done." "Alright then." Zhou Donghua decided not to delay any longer and said directly, "I wanted to say—how about we get engaged?" "Engaged?" "Yes. Be my fiancée." Yang Yun clasped her hands together and slowly said, "Okay." "I'm not very good at coaxing girls, and sometimes I can be quite grumpy, but I'll definitely treat you well and never let you suffer... Wait, you said yes!?" Zhou Donghua looked at Yang Yun with some disbelief. He had prepared himself for a difficult time persuading her, and right now it felt like watching a teammate deliver a last-second blow to defeat the opponent—Yang Yun actually agreed. Yang Yun nodded, not at all surprised by Zhou Donghua's surprise. She pressed her thighs together, her wet lower body exposed without underwear, directly against her skirt. Zhou Donghua laughed loudly, unaware that Yang Yun hadn't agreed to him, but to Qu Ming. Because Qu Ming thought it would be more exciting to sleep with his fiancée. Ignoring Yang Yun's objections, Zhou Donghua picked her up and excitedly spun her around. Yang Yun quickly pressed down on her skirt, afraid he would see she wasn't wearing underwear. Qu Ming knew she was with Zhou Donghua and had deliberately taken her underwear after playing with her. Zhou Donghua was overjoyed and lowered his head to try and kiss his fiancée, but Yang Yun turned her face away and covered his mouth with her hand. Zhou Donghua exclaimed, "Seriously? We've already agreed to get engaged, and you can't even kiss me?" Yang Yun turned her head away, embarrassed, and said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet." She was afraid Zhou Donghua would find the taste of another man on her breath. Seeing that she was unwilling, Zhou Donghua had no choice but to give up. Although he didn't get to kiss his girlfriend, Zhou Donghua was still overjoyed. "Tonight I'm inviting Gang Feng and Chen Jin, and some friends from the team, let's go out and celebrate." "No. I have something to do tonight." "What is it? I'll help you." "I can do it myself." Yang Yun didn't want to say more, "Can we meet again tomorrow?" Zhou Donghua reluctantly agreed. Qu Ming stood alone in the center of the court, slowly dribbling the ball forward. Then he sped up, moving his feet nimbly, turning, controlling the ball, turning again, and then jumping up, raising his arm. The basketball arced through the net. It bounced on the floor, and Qu Ming swept past like the wind, extending his left hand to catch it. He then soared into the air, straightening his body, and slammed the ball into the hoop with both hands. Qu Ming raised his left hand. The wound on his hand had healed, leaving only a faint red scar on the back and palm. Qu Ming had always regretted that his hands weren't big enough. Even with the same one-handed dunk, he didn't do it as easily as Zhou Donghua. Zhou Donghua's technique was comprehensive; his breakthroughs, turns, jumps, shooting, and the varied angles of his shots were almost flawless. His only weakness, perhaps, lay off the court. Tonight was a closed training session before the finals. There was only one spectator in the entire arena; even his inseparable friend Cai Ji didn't bother their boss. Jing Li sat on the sidelines, watching Qu Ming with eyes full of admiration. His swift movements, accurate shooting, his tall and powerful figure, and his cold, sharp eyes—all of these stirred her heart. The basketball bounced on the floor and rolled to Jing Li's feet. She picked it up, reluctantly pressing her face against it, feeling the lingering warmth of Qu Ming's presence. "Come on," Qu Ming beckoned, "I'll teach you how to shoot." The tall Jing Li appeared delicate and petite next to Qu Ming. She held the ball, and Qu Ming stood behind her, his hips spread, his hand on hers, teaching her how to dribble. The bouncing ball was difficult to control, sometimes high, sometimes low, the angle constantly changing. Jing Li, dressed in a teacher's suit and high heels, couldn't dribble at all without Qu Ming holding her hand. "Shoot one," Qu Ming instructed Jing Li, supporting the bottom of the ball with one hand and the side with the other, then aiming at the basket, flicking her wrist forward. The basketball bounced on the rim and fell to the side. Jing Li let out a soft "Ah," and said shyly, "I can't." Qu Ming bent down, his face close to her neck, and said, "It's because your clothes are too tight. Take them off." Jing Li knew he wasn't really interested in teaching her how to play, but he had practiced for so long and worked so hard; it was only right that he relax a little. The empty court was just the two of them. Jing Li unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and tossed it aside. "Take off your bra too. Take it off." Jing Li obediently took off her bra, revealing her two round, firm breasts. Qu Ming embraced her bare back and dribbled the ball a few times. Jing Li's two round breasts bounced with each dribble, like three balls bouncing at the same time, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Qu Ming lifted the ball and shot it again, this time with too much force, and the ball bounced off the backboard. Qu Ming grabbed the ball and passed it back to Jing Li. "Catch it." Jing Li reached out, but the ball slipped through her fingers and hit her breast with a crisp sound. Jing Li laughed and sat on the floor. "I'm not playing anymore." "You can't even catch the ball. You're punished by taking off your skirt. Let's play again." "Bad student, all you do is bully your teacher." Jing Li rolled her eyes at him, then smoothed her hair, took off her skirt, and was left wearing only a thin black panty, revealing her beautiful naked body. "Don't stand so straight, spread your legs, bend your waist... Oh, and stick your butt out. The force of your bounce should be even. Your movements are too stiff, relax a bit." Teacher Jing Li bent over, awkwardly bouncing the ball. Under the bright spotlights of the court, the female teacher's naked and beautiful body was breathtaking. Her two full breasts bounced back and forth in front of her chest, and her white and beautiful buttocks were sticking out, swaying with her movements. "If you can't make this shot, you'll have to take off your underwear too." Jing Li looked at the basket. "It's too far, the teacher can't reach it." "Then take off your underwear first, it'll be easier to shoot." "What if you still can't make it?" "If you can't make it even with your bare bottom, then you'll get a spanking." Just then, the gym door suddenly opened, and the two of them looked over at the same time.Qu Ming stood alone in the center of the court, slowly dribbling the ball forward. Then he sped up, moving his feet nimbly, turning, controlling the ball, turning again, and then jumping up, raising his arm. The basketball arced through the net. It bounced on the floor, and Qu Ming swept past like the wind, extending his left hand to catch it. He then soared into the air, straightening his body, and slammed the ball into the hoop with both hands. Qu Ming raised his left hand. The wound on his hand had healed, leaving only a faint red scar on the back and palm. Qu Ming had always regretted that his hands weren't big enough. Even with the same one-handed dunk, he didn't do it as easily as Zhou Donghua. Zhou Donghua's technique was comprehensive; his breakthroughs, turns, jumps, shooting, and the varied angles of his shots were almost flawless. His only weakness, perhaps, lay off the court. Tonight was a closed training session before the finals. There was only one spectator in the entire arena; even his inseparable friend Cai Ji didn't bother their boss. Jing Li sat on the sidelines, watching Qu Ming with eyes full of admiration. His swift movements, accurate shooting, his tall and powerful figure, and his cold, sharp eyes—all of these stirred her heart. The basketball bounced on the floor and rolled to Jing Li's feet. She picked it up, reluctantly pressing her face against it, feeling the lingering warmth of Qu Ming's presence. "Come on," Qu Ming beckoned, "I'll teach you how to shoot." The tall Jing Li appeared delicate and petite next to Qu Ming. She held the ball, and Qu Ming stood behind her, his hips spread, his hand on hers, teaching her how to dribble. The bouncing ball was difficult to control, sometimes high, sometimes low, the angle constantly changing. Jing Li, dressed in a teacher's suit and high heels, couldn't dribble at all without Qu Ming holding her hand. "Shoot one," Qu Ming instructed Jing Li, supporting the bottom of the ball with one hand and the side with the other, then aiming at the basket, flicking her wrist forward. The basketball bounced on the rim and fell to the side. Jing Li let out a soft "Ah," and said shyly, "I can't." Qu Ming bent down, his face close to her neck, and said, "It's because your clothes are too tight. Take them off." Jing Li knew he wasn't really interested in teaching her how to play, but he had practiced for so long and worked so hard; it was only right that he relax a little. The empty court was just the two of them. Jing Li unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and tossed it aside. "Take off your bra too. Take it off." Jing Li obediently took off her bra, revealing her two round, firm breasts. Qu Ming embraced her bare back and dribbled the ball a few times. Jing Li's two round breasts bounced with each dribble, like three balls bouncing at the same time, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Qu Ming lifted the ball and shot it again, this time with too much force, and the ball bounced off the backboard. Qu Ming grabbed the ball and passed it back to Jing Li. "Catch it." Jing Li reached out, but the ball slipped through her fingers and hit her breast with a crisp sound. Jing Li laughed and sat on the floor. "I'm not playing anymore." "You can't even catch the ball. You're punished by taking off your skirt. Let's play again." "Bad student, all you do is bully your teacher." Jing Li rolled her eyes at him, then smoothed her hair, took off her skirt, and was left wearing only a thin black panty, revealing her beautiful naked body. "Don't stand so straight, spread your legs, bend your waist... Oh, and stick your butt out. The force of your bounce should be even. Your movements are too stiff, relax a bit." Teacher Jing Li bent over, awkwardly bouncing the ball. Under the bright spotlights of the court, the female teacher's naked and beautiful body was breathtaking. Her two full breasts bounced back and forth in front of her chest, and her white and beautiful buttocks were sticking out, swaying with her movements. "If you can't make this shot, you'll have to take off your underwear too." Jing Li looked at the basket. "It's too far, the teacher can't reach it." "Then take off your underwear first, it'll be easier to shoot." "What if you still can't make it?" "If you can't make it even with your bare bottom, then you'll get a spanking." Just then, the gym door suddenly opened, and the two of them looked over at the same time.Qu Ming stood alone in the center of the court, slowly dribbling the ball forward. Then he sped up, moving his feet nimbly, turning, controlling the ball, turning again, and then jumping up, raising his arm. The basketball arced through the net. It bounced on the floor, and Qu Ming swept past like the wind, extending his left hand to catch it. He then soared into the air, straightening his body, and slammed the ball into the hoop with both hands. Qu Ming raised his left hand. The wound on his hand had healed, leaving only a faint red scar on the back and palm. Qu Ming had always regretted that his hands weren't big enough. Even with the same one-handed dunk, he didn't do it as easily as Zhou Donghua. Zhou Donghua's technique was comprehensive; his breakthroughs, turns, jumps, shooting, and the varied angles of his shots were almost flawless. His only weakness, perhaps, lay off the court. Tonight was a closed training session before the finals. There was only one spectator in the entire arena; even his inseparable friend Cai Ji didn't bother their boss. Jing Li sat on the sidelines, watching Qu Ming with eyes full of admiration. His swift movements, accurate shooting, his tall and powerful figure, and his cold, sharp eyes—all of these stirred her heart. The basketball bounced on the floor and rolled to Jing Li's feet. She picked it up, reluctantly pressing her face against it, feeling the lingering warmth of Qu Ming's presence. "Come on," Qu Ming beckoned, "I'll teach you how to shoot." The tall Jing Li appeared delicate and petite next to Qu Ming. She held the ball, and Qu Ming stood behind her, his hips spread, his hand on hers, teaching her how to dribble. The bouncing ball was difficult to control, sometimes high, sometimes low, the angle constantly changing. Jing Li, dressed in a teacher's suit and high heels, couldn't dribble at all without Qu Ming holding her hand. "Shoot one," Qu Ming instructed Jing Li, supporting the bottom of the ball with one hand and the side with the other, then aiming at the basket, flicking her wrist forward. The basketball bounced on the rim and fell to the side. Jing Li let out a soft "Ah," and said shyly, "I can't." Qu Ming bent down, his face close to her neck, and said, "It's because your clothes are too tight. Take them off." Jing Li knew he wasn't really interested in teaching her how to play, but he had practiced for so long and worked so hard; it was only right that he relax a little. The empty court was just the two of them. Jing Li unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and tossed it aside. "Take off your bra too. Take it off." Jing Li obediently took off her bra, revealing her two round, firm breasts. Qu Ming embraced her bare back and dribbled the ball a few times. Jing Li's two round breasts bounced with each dribble, like three balls bouncing at the same time, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Qu Ming lifted the ball and shot it again, this time with too much force, and the ball bounced off the backboard. Qu Ming grabbed the ball and passed it back to Jing Li. "Catch it." Jing Li reached out, but the ball slipped through her fingers and hit her breast with a crisp sound. Jing Li laughed and sat on the floor. "I'm not playing anymore." "You can't even catch the ball. You're punished by taking off your skirt. Let's play again." "Bad student, all you do is bully your teacher." Jing Li rolled her eyes at him, then smoothed her hair, took off her skirt, and was left wearing only a thin black panty, revealing her beautiful naked body. "Don't stand so straight, spread your legs, bend your waist... Oh, and stick your butt out. The force of your bounce should be even. Your movements are too stiff, relax a bit." Teacher Jing Li bent over, awkwardly bouncing the ball. Under the bright spotlights of the court, the female teacher's naked and beautiful body was breathtaking. Her two full breasts bounced back and forth in front of her chest, and her white and beautiful buttocks were sticking out, swaying with her movements. "If you can't make this shot, you'll have to take off your underwear too." Jing Li looked at the basket. "It's too far, the teacher can't reach it." "Then take off your underwear first, it'll be easier to shoot." "What if you still can't make it?" "If you can't make it even with your bare bottom, then you'll get a spanking." Just then, the gym door suddenly opened, and the two of them looked over at the same time.

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