A Romantic Journey Through the Rain (Chapters 370-799)

Author: Xiaosai Liuzi Word Count: 1,641,849 Thread: thread-4934681-1-1.

Chapter 370: He's Being Forced to Drink!

"Successful! Successful! Successful! My God!" Wells raised his hands high, running from the lab to the corridor, excitedly waving his arms and legs, his pale face flushed with excitement.

"It's a success! It's a success! Haha!" Immediately afterward, three other young men from the lab also ran out, hugging each other, speechless with excitement. The

male and female employees in the office were all startled and ran out. One of them asked curiously, "Wells, what did you say?"

"Our color film has been successfully developed! It's a success! Waaah!" Several young men excitedly covered their faces and wailed.

"What did you say?" Ruan Lingyu peeked out from the office, looking puzzled!

"Director Ruan, they say color film has been successfully developed!" A female employee reported to Ruan Lingyu, pointing to several still excited individuals.

"What? Say it again!" Ruan Lingyu thought she had misheard.

"Our color film has been successfully developed, Director, sob sob..." Several young people wept, their voices choked with emotion.

Ruan Lingyu almost collapsed to the ground, steadying herself against the doorframe, clutching her heart which was about to burst, and struggling to support her delicate body against the doorframe. Suppressing her joy, she calmly said, "Take me to see it." With that, she hurriedly followed the group into the research lab.

...

At this very moment, our protagonist was enjoying himself with beautiful women. In a VIP room, three beauties, two high-ranking officers of the Nationalist government, and a young protagonist were drinking and laughing merrily.

"Young Master Lu, you are our idol. You must drink this glass of red wine." An officer bowed with both hands, offering a respectful toast.

"No way! Children can't drink alcohol." Lu Erjie looked distressed.

"Young Master Lu is a man of exceptional talent. You are not a child, but a true gentleman. Your heroic deeds and chivalrous spirit have earned my utmost respect. You must drink this cup of wine, or I will be unable to eat or sleep in peace," Officer Gu said with utmost sincerity.

Erjie glanced at the three sisters, who all smiled and turned their heads away, seemingly oblivious to his pleading gaze.

"Alright, I cannot refuse such hospitality. Thank you for your high regard, Brother Gu. I will gladly accept your offer," the little fellow said, having no other choice but to accept the wine in the cup and drink it down in one gulp, quite heartily. But the taste was not pleasant. However, Erjie had a solution. He secretly circulated his qi, and the alcohol in his body evaporated instantly.

"Good!" the three sisters exclaimed sweetly, clapping their hands.

The two officers gave a thumbs-up: "Truly a prodigy, living up to his reputation. Our admiration for him is like a surging river, boundless and unending." Erjie thought to himself, "I thought you were going to say it's like a surging river, endless and continuous!"

Another officer raised his glass and said in a refined manner, "Brother Gu Yan's heartfelt words just now are also my own thoughts. We are soldiers, we don't know how to use flowery words or sweet talk, we just like to speak the truth. We rough men's admiration for Young Master Lu is genuine, without the slightest falsehood. Today, I have the honor of meeting Young Master Lu in person, and I know that the rumors are true. I am a few years older than Brother Lu, but seeing you makes me think of ourselves, and I feel that the past few decades have been wasted. I am ashamed, ashamed! I must say, you have to drink this glass, otherwise you will look down on your silly older brother." As he spoke, he also held the glass with both hands, stood straight with his legs together, lowered his head, and presented it to Erjie. He did indeed have a soldier's demeanor.

"Thank you for your kind words, I am unworthy of such praise, I will drink!" Erjie knew that once he started, he would have to do it again, and besides, one doesn't hit a smiling face. They were, after all, guests, and they had already spoken to him with such respect. Whatever their purpose, he had to drink the wine. Otherwise, he shouldn't have drunk the first cup. Now that he had started, he would drink with them until they were all drunk, and he could cheat anyway.

After downing two large cups of wine, Lu Erjie didn't even change color. You have to know, he was just a child, only a few years old. Even if he was good at it, drinking was different from other things. The two officers and the three beauties all looked surprised and gasped.

The three Song sisters' beautiful eyes sparkled. Song Meiling gracefully stood up and said with a smile, "You've drunk their wine. If I, your sister, don't offer my help, it would be disrespectful to our host."

"No, no, Sister Song, you're too kind. I appreciate your kindness, but please sit down." Erjie deliberately made a face, pretending to be pitiful, hoping this would provoke the beauties to tease him and see him get humiliated.

"Hehehe, stand up. Why sit down so easily? They've already said what I wanted to say, so I won't go on. Come on, let's have a drink. Don't refuse, or I'll be very sad." Song Meiling smiled faintly, her words carrying a hidden meaning, quite shrewd.

"Alright, sister, you've seen my weakness. How could I bear to make such a delicate beauty sad? It would break my heart." Although Erjie feigned a mournful face, his words were sharp and witty, making Song Meiling's heart flutter. She secretly praised this little thief for being so clever and good at making girls happy. She wondered how many girls he would charm and capture the hearts of young women when he grew up.

Song Meiling had finished her drink, and now it was the other two sisters' turn. Song Qingling was kind-hearted and soft-hearted. She was initially reluctant, but seeing the little guy's unwavering composure and impressive alcohol tolerance, her heart stirred. She wanted to test his limits. Seeing another side of the little guy today would be a great gain and might help her understand him better later.

The ever-dignified Song Qingling stood gracefully before Erjie, a charming smile playing on her lips. "I just drank my sister's wine, now it's mine. Young Master Lu is a rare talent, a rare gem indeed. Perhaps I should take this opportunity to offer him a toast. It's a pity Mr. Sun is no longer with us. If Mr. Sun had been able to find someone like Young Master Lu, what great things could he not have accomplished? Alas!" Song Qingling spoke with a touch of inexplicable sadness.

Erjie's expression immediately turned serious. He took the wine from Song Qingling's cup with both hands and said solemnly, "Mr. Sun was also a senior I greatly respected. I will offer this cup to Mr. Sun first." With that, the wine slowly spilled onto the ground. The scene became solemn. Two officers snapped to attention, standing ramrod straight, and solemnly saluted Erjie, their eyes filled with tears. These soldiers of the old era, frankly, held Old Sun in high esteem and admiration. Their salute to Erjie seemed to indicate they had found a kindred spirit.

Song Qingling's beautiful eyes filled with tears. She knew she had been too sentimental; she shouldn't have brought these things up in this situation. So, she turned her head away, wiped her tears, and turned back, smiling slightly. "I'm sorry, sister shouldn't have said those things."

"It's alright!" Erjie replied calmly, then poured himself a full glass, raised it to Song Qingling, and said, "Sister is also a peerless beauty I admire and respect. Cheers!" He then downed the drink in one gulp.

"Good! That's refreshing! Excellent drinking capacity!" Two officers kept giving thumbs-up in praise, excitedly opening their shirts to reveal their military green shirts, shouting encouragement, and immediately refilling Lu Erjie's glass. This was the true nature of a soldier.

The third was Song Ailing. As the eldest, Song Ailing was quiet and didn't like to talk much. After her second sister finished toasting, it was her turn. So, she also raised her glass, smiled gently, and pursed her red lips, saying, "It's my turn to finish."

Chapter 371 Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!

"Big sister, this isn't the end, it's just the beginning," Song Meiling teasedly reminded her.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so excited I can't even speak properly. Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Lu. We three sisters really enjoyed your welcoming ceremony, it was so grand. I'm so happy, I even felt like a leader today, haha, I'm so proud of myself. We've all seen my brother's talent, so I won't say any more praise. Come on, drink this wine from your sister, I absolutely have to acknowledge you as my brother." With that, she offered a glass of wine with her delicate hand.

"Big sister, why are you like this? If you're going to acknowledge a brother, I should be the one to do it first." Song Meiling pouted, somewhat dissatisfied. She had been thinking about this for a while, and being beaten to it by her sister made her very uncomfortable and unhappy.

"Hehe, alright, alright, we're all sisters, what's there to fight over? Let's all acknowledge him together." Song Qingling smoothed things over.

So, the brother was acknowledged, and our little Erjie drank quite a bit more wine.

"You've all finished toasting, everyone, have some food, have some food, and try the dishes from our Peace Hotel." Erjie casually invited the guests.

So everyone picked up their chopsticks and began to eat, and the luxurious private room fell into a brief silence.

Erjie chuckled inwardly, gesturing for the waitresses to refill their glasses. The waitresses hurriedly filled each glass and stepped aside, feeling both nervous and excited. Good heavens, serving the big boss! The idols of idols! This honor wasn't something anyone could obtain. They had been personally selected by the hotel manager to serve this table of distinguished guests, undergoing two days of intensive training, each one looking sharp and efficient. The waitresses had hesitated for a long time about whether to ask for the boss's autograph after the meal, because the manager had strictly forbade them from being reckless; if they displeased the boss, they would be in serious trouble.

"Gentlemen, I am deeply grateful for the wine you offered me earlier. As the saying goes, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do,' and 'It is impolite not to reciprocate!' If I didn't return the toast, it would be impolite. I am truly honored to meet you two gentlemen and three stunning beauties today. As for the wine, it would be best to drink it one by one, what do you think?"

"Of course, Brother Lu, there's no reason not to drink your wine. I'll drink it, bottoms up!" Liao Zhongwang was a straightforward man; he downed his wine in one gulp and immediately refilled his cup.

"Not one cup, but five cups, Brother Liao." Erjie gestured with his small hands, grinning mischievously.

"Why is that?" Liao Zhongwang asked, puzzled.

"First, I am the host and you are the guest, so as the saying goes, 'the guest follows the host's lead,' hence the first cup; second, I am the younger brother and you are the elder brother, so as the younger brother respects the elder brother, hence the second cup; third, I am a child and should not drink, but I will risk my life to accompany you, so as the elder, you should let your younger brother have a cup; fourth, for the prosperity of the Party and the country, as a soldier, if you do not drink this wine, it would be a sign of a lack of confidence in the Party and the country; fifth, I admire the generals who have risked their lives for the country, so this cup of wine is for the soldiers who have served the Party and the country, and it is also my way of expressing my respect for them; tell me, should I drink these five cups?" Every word was flattering, and not at all out of line.

"Ah!" Liao Zhongwang's eyes widened, speechless with surprise. The three sisters covered their mouths and chuckled, overjoyed. This little guy was too clever; he was going to get his revenge!

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Liao Zhongwang gave a thumbs-up, unable to think of a reason not to drink, and blurted out a classic line. Erjie immediately thought of that classic movie from his past life.

"Deep feelings, down it in one gulp; shallow feelings, just a sip. Brother Liao, drink up." Erjie said with a mischievous smile, neither humble nor arrogant.

Pfft! The three sisters finally couldn't hold back their laughter, and the waitresses also blushed, wanting to laugh but not daring to, covering their mouths and turning their heads to the side. Obviously, they realized that their boss was making a comeback. They were just worried that their young boss would have problems. How could a child of a few years old drink alcohol? Unexpectedly, he drank more than a dozen cups in one go without even panting! And with just a few words, he forced a table of adults to surrender and be completely defeated. The three sisters thought Erjie's words were too interesting. Every sentence was classic. What a talented little guy, what an interesting and clever little devil.

"Hahaha, good! This is hilarious! You're really flattering me, I'll drink!" Liao Zhongwang slapped his thigh, picked up his wine glass and drank. True to his military bearing, he downed five glasses in quick succession, and was already dizzy, his vision blurring, his head spinning, completely losing his composure.

"I'll drink! I'll drink!" Gu Yan waved admiringly, thinking, "I'll drink even if it kills me today. So what if I get drunk?" Old Liao was drunk, so he'd get drunk too.

The result was simple: both of them collapsed.

"Both generals have been defeated by you, we're so scared!" Song Meiling feigned pitifulness, her hand on her chest, her heart trembling, already surrendering.

"Yes, little brother, look, can you let your sister go?" Song Qingling pouted, shaking Erjie's arm, pleading with him. The little lecher's legs went weak, and he lost his mind.

Looking at the three sisters' pitiful eyes—which were obviously feigned, but also genuine—they couldn't possibly drink five cups; one was already making them dizzy.

"I can let you go, but you have to promise me one thing," Erjie said mischievously.

"What is it?" Song Meiling was shrewd; she needed to find out first before agreeing, because they weren't dealing with just any little brat, but a veritable little devil.

"You, each of you, give me a kiss," Erjie shamelessly pointed to his mouth.

"Ah! You're so naughty, hehe." Hearing this little guy's wicked idea, Song Meiling and the others relaxed. What was wrong with kissing a little kid? No one would feel awkward. Besides, they had just adopted him as their younger brother, and Erjie was so cute; they had long wanted to hug him and give him a good kiss, pinching his cheeks hard. But in front of the waitresses, girls naturally had a bit of reserve.

"Will you agree or not? If you don't, five cups each, fill them up!" Erjie threatened.

"Fine, come here." Song Meiling was bold and open-minded. This was no big deal; she'd just satisfy the little brat's desire to take advantage. He wasn't an adult, what was there to be afraid of? Was he worried about losing his first kiss?

Erjie grinned and happily sat down beside her, pouting his little lips, waiting for the kiss.

Although Song Meiling spoke decisively, she still needed to muster her courage to actually do it. The waitresses wisely turned their heads away, secretly admiring their boss's cleverness.

Suddenly, Song Meiling blushed, closed her eyes, and with a gust of fragrant air, quickly kissed Erjie on the lips. She then angrily pinched Erjie's cheek. "You naughty boy! You threatened us, tricked us into giving you a kiss! This was my first kiss, and it was so cruelly stolen by this little devil!" she thought. She was resentful! Girls' minds are hard to fathom. If they wanted, they would hug and kiss Erjie passionately; if they were resentful, they would harbor a little hatred.

Chapter 372 You're Not Allowed to Leave Tonight.

Song Qingling was also bewildered by the boy's words. Seeing that her sister had already kissed her, she couldn't refuse anymore. She wasn't finding it hard to accept; in fact, she was somewhat willing. It was just a kiss from a child.

Two fragrant breezes blew by, and Erjie was beaming with pride. In the blink of an eye, he had received kisses from three beautiful women. Although it was just a light touch on their lips, he was still satisfied. He would definitely be able to savor them properly in the future, haha.

The four chatted leisurely while eating. Erjie's witty remarks made the three beauties giggle from time to time. When they were happy and satisfied with the food, they frequently raised their glasses. Although the beauties only sipped their drinks, they usually drank red wine, but this time they were drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor). In addition, Lu Erjie deliberately played word games, which aroused the girls' interest and competitiveness. They even started playing games without any regard for their image, such as "One by One" and "Two Little Bees" which Erjie had taught them on the spot. The fun games amused the three girls, and they became quite carefree. They were having a great time and naturally got quite drunk.

Meanwhile, the two "generals" beside them were slumped on the table, their usual generally demeanor gone. After Erjie and the others had filled their stomachs, the guards came over and helped the "generals" up. They wondered why the usually stern generals were so weak and pathetic today, even drunk.

The three beauties were also a little dizzy and unsteady; the effects of the alcohol had worn them off, each with a rosy complexion, indescribably charming and alluring.

"I've prepared a hotel for you sisters. Would you like to stay at the hotel or come to my house?" Erjie asked, seeking their opinions.

The three shook their heads and thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go to the hotel tonight, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Oh dear, I said I wouldn't drink, but you little devil got me drunk! What are you up to?" Song Meiling said unsteadily, and the waitress quickly supported her.

"Sister, you've wronged me! Faced with such beautiful women, I'm too busy feeling sorry for them to do it on purpose. I couldn't help myself," Erjie said, half-jokingly.

"You know how to talk, I won't blame you anymore, let's go." Several waitresses helped the three of them slowly out the door.

In the car, Song Ailing sat in the passenger seat, while Erjie and the others sat in the back, close to Song Ailing. Smelling the fragrance emanating from her, their hearts swayed, unable to resist, clinging tightly to the beauty's soft, delicate body.

"I'll take you there. Tomorrow I'll pick you up and take you to my house to see my company," Erjie said.

"What? You're going back? You're not allowed to leave! How can a host just abandon their guests?" Song Ailing said coquettishly, slightly dizzy.

"Then what should we do? Sister can't let me sleep on the street, can she?" Erjie's heart pounded, sensing something was about to happen. "

Tch, you're a big boss, a big gang leader, and you can't even afford a hotel? What a joke, little brat! I'm really happy today. Spend the evening chatting with us. Our newly adopted little brother, and you already want to leave us?" Song Ailing was clearly half-drunk.

"I see the sisters are all drunk, they can't even walk properly, let alone say anything. They must be tired from the journey, they should rest early." Erjie, though he wholeheartedly agreed, still pretended to care. In his heart, he was praying that the three beauties wouldn't change their minds, that they wouldn't change their minds, that he was just pretending, hehe.

"You, you little rascal, you're quite caring. I like you so much, how about I hold you while we sleep tonight?" Song Qingling, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, hugged Erjie sweetly and said.

"Okay, then!" Erjie seemed to have made a huge decision, answering reluctantly, but inside he was overjoyed, wishing he could immediately share a bed with the beauties, their bodies intertwined. His heart was pounding, especially now that Song Qingling was holding him, nestled in her arms, rubbing against her soft, full breasts, his lower body was becoming restless. His body casually brushed against Song Meiren's soft breasts, his heart pounding like a cat scratching and a dog biting, his desire rising. Song Qingling, despite her drunkenness, was still in a state of excitement and hadn't recovered.

"Second sister, sister, you're like this too, always fighting with me. I said first, I want to sleep with my little brother." Even at this point, Song Meiling was still competitive, her words slurred.

"No, I can't listen to you today. My little brother has to sleep with me tonight, and I'll give him back tomorrow." Song Qingling, who was usually never competitive, suddenly changed her personality today, arguing with her sister. Perhaps it was because she was drunk, or perhaps it was due to accumulated resentment. This younger sister was competitive, and as the older sister, she had always given in to her, giving her all the good things. This time, however, she wouldn't stand for it;

she was determined to fight for it no matter what. "Stop arguing, how about the three of us sleep in one bed?" Erjie suggested, almost jumping for joy. Damn it, what a good thing! Heaven is truly a good person; my luck with women is so good it could burn the daylight.

"Well, that's fine too. The three of us siblings will sleep together. I'll talk to you properly, you know. It's so infuriating." Song Meiling's speech was slurred. A beautiful woman with a slurred speech, interesting.

"Who upset you, sister? Why are you angry?" Erjie nestled in Song Qingling's arms, turning his head to ask curiously.

"I'm not, I'm not angry. Tell me, is there any justice left? You, you, you're just a little kid, you got me, me, all five of us drunk, drunk, drunk, and you, you're perfectly fine. You, tell me, shouldn't you be angry?" Beautiful lady, you should pay attention to your image. You have such a slurred speech, you can't speak properly.

"It's not my fault. You all started by getting me drunk. Sister, I'm just a kid. If Mom knew I was drinking, she'd spank me." Erjie replied with a smile.

"Tch! I'll spank you? The person who can spank you hasn't been born yet!" Song Ailing turned her head and laughed. She was the only one still somewhat sober today.

"I agree. Are you even from Earth? Tell me, or I'll spank you." Song Qingling blushed and playfully pinched Erjie's cheek. Erjie, smelling the aroma of wine emanating from Song Qingling's breath, was momentarily captivated and couldn't resist, leaning in for a quick kiss.

"Ouch! You little devil, how dare you ambush me!" Song Qingling chuckled, pinching Erjie's cheeks with both hands and pulling them back and forth, quite pleased with herself.

Upon arriving at the hotel, guards and some of Erjie's bodyguards, armed to the teeth, escorted the two "generals" to their respective bedrooms, where the guards attended to them.

Song Ailing returned to her room, closed the door, and, ignoring everything else, collapsed onto the bed, exhausted from her earlier efforts.

Chapter 373: Chatting with Beauties

. Erjie instructed two maids to attend to Song Ailing, while he, Song Meiling, and Song Qingling shared a room.

The room had a double bed, originally intended for one person, now accommodating three, with Erjie only considered half.

Song Meiling, supported by the maids, lay limply on the bed, suddenly giggling foolishly, then closing her eyes and snoring softly. Clearly drunk, dreaming of something wonderful, she was probably too weak to speak, only able to sleep soundly. The maids removed Song Meiling's shoes and then her clothes, leaving her only in her bra and underwear. Erjie was just a child, so no one was watching him, and he could look at her without restraint.

After the waitresses helped Song Meiling to bed, Erjie instructed, "Don't go back tonight. Stay here and take care of the guests. I've booked two rooms for the four of you next door. Go out now. I'll call you if I need anything."

"Yes, boss!" the waitress replied, closing the door and preparing to leave.

"Oh, by the way, what are your names?" Erjie suddenly asked.

"My name is Snowflake, hers is Spark, and the other two are Fireworks and Waves," the waitress named Snowflake answered respectfully.

"Interesting, all flowers, names that suit you. Not bad. The four of you will work for me. I'll ask your manager for more people tomorrow," Erjie said calmly. These four waitresses were probably new, because he hadn't seen them when he went to eat last time.

"Yes, boss!" Snowflake and Spark bowed deeply, suppressing their excitement and surprise, heads bowed, slowly leaving the room and closing the door.

Song Qingling, supporting herself against the wall, came out of the bathroom and saw Erjie sitting on the sofa. She walked over unsteadily, and Erjie quickly helped her up. Song Qingling leaned back on the sofa, staring blankly at Erjie. She seemed to have washed her face and become a little more awake, but her head still throbbed slightly. "Little brother, I have a headache. Aren't you very good at kung fu? Do you have any ideas?"

Erjie picked up a teacup from the coffee table and said, "Drink this tea first, to sober up." He then moved to Song Qingling's side and began massaging her temples and other acupoints. Sure enough, Erjie's technique was miraculous; within minutes, Song Qingling's headache had eased considerably, though she was still dizzy. "Thank you, little brother, you're amazing! I feel much better. I was just too excited today. I rarely drink alcohol, except when I'm with Mr. Sun at important occasions, and that was red wine. You men all drink white wine, it makes you seem so heroic."

Erjie poured Song Qingling another cup of tea. "After drinking alcohol, drink more water; it helps with sobering up. I'm very happy too. It's such an honor to have lunch, drink, and chat with the three Song sisters. Every man in the world must be envious of me."

"You little devil, you're just good at sweet-talking," Song Qingling said, pointing at Erjie with a giggle.

"Women are all the same. When a man tells the truth, she thinks he's lying; when a man lies, she thinks it's true," Erjie said casually.

"Oh! You seem to understand women quite well. According to your theory, it wouldn't be wrong for me to think what you just said was a lie," Song Qingling analyzed quickly.

"Yes, that makes sense. What you said could be true or false, so how do you tell?" Erjie asked with a smile.

"I don't know. I'd like to hear your expert opinion," Song Qingling shook her head and tossed the embroidered ball back.

"Then I'll analyze for you whether what I just said is true or false," Erjie said. "There are a few reasons that can prove my words are true. First, I'm a child, and children speak without thinking; I don't lie."

"That doesn't hold true!" Song Qingling waved her hand, retorting immediately. Erjie is the most shameless; that's true.

"Secondly, everyone knows that you three Song sisters are all beauties. There must be at least eighty or a hundred men pursuing you. The reason none of you have caught up with you is twofold: first, you lack the courage to approach them; second, you lack the means—as the saying goes, 'poverty makes one lose ambition, and a thin horse has a long mane.' Thirdly, given these reasons, forget about having lunch together or even kissing them. Don't even think about it. Even if you did, you could only fantasize in your hearts, without any real action. As for me, not only did I have lunch with all three of you at the same time, but I also kissed all three of you. If all the men in the world knew, I'd be dead. If they also knew I slept in the same bed with two beauties tonight, I'd be doomed. Tell me, am I right?"

"Hehehe, you little devil, you're so funny! I'm impressed. What you said makes sense. You're so clever. Every word you say makes me so happy. Whether it's true or not, I believe you. But now, I'm a little afraid to sleep in the same bed with you." Song Qingling laughed heartily, but her heart skipped a beat. After repeatedly pondering the little guy's words, she suddenly asked, "What does 'yy' mean?"

"'Yy' means daydreaming, unrealistic thoughts," Erjie explained.

"You're so talented! I've never heard so many nice words before. They keep popping out of your mouth. Are you even from Earth? I'm so annoyed!"

Song Qingling remembered a phrase Erjie had used at the dinner table and was now using it.

"I've asked you that question at least dozens of times. I'll reiterate: I am from Earth, but I'm a special breed—a Little Dragon!"

"You're so funny! You're so funny! I love you to death, you little rascal." Song Qingling grabbed Erjie and gave him a big peck on the cheek with her luscious red lips. Erjie chuckled and rolled into Song Qingling's arms, pointing coquettishly to his mouth: "Sister, kiss me here, kiss me here!"

Song Qingling was speechless. She decided to grant the child's request and leaned in with her red lips, her face flushed. Suddenly, Erjie made a move and pressed his lips against Song Qingling's soft, fragrant lips.

Caught off guard, Song Qingling was given a solid kiss by Erjie. Erjie immediately thrust his tongue forward, and Song Qingling instinctively opened her mouth. In a panic, she pushed the little guy away with both hands. Erjie seized the opportunity to release her lips, grinning and saying, "Sister's tongue smells so good."

"Get lost, you little pervert!" Song Qingling gave Erjie a charming glare, still feeling uneasy. She had just been ambushed by the little guy, who had sucked on her tongue. "That annoying guy, he knows so much! Is he even a child?" she thought. She subconsciously glanced at Erjie's crotch, but there was no reaction. Maybe it was just childish playfulness and curiosity. This little devil likes beautiful women; he's probably kissed many beautiful women and learned a lot. "Bad boy," Song Qingling analyzed. But it was just a kiss on the lips; he wasn't a real man, what else could he do?

Chapter 374 There's Only Mother in the World

"Sister, go take a shower. After you're done, we can lie in bed and chat. I see you're still a bit dizzy," Erjie said with concern.

"Okay! You go to sleep first." Song Qingling got up and swayed as she walked towards the bathroom.

"How about I shower with you?" Erjie suggested. Song Qingling almost agreed on the spot, but then realized it wasn't appropriate. After all, she was a grown woman, and it would be embarrassing and uncomfortable for a girl to shower naked with a little boy.

"I'll shower first, then you can shower. I'm not used to showering with other people," Song Qingling said, pushing open the bathroom door and closing it behind her.

The sound of running water filled the air. Erjie closed his eyes and fantasized, occasionally letting out a smug laugh. This kid, he's thinking about something good.

About half an hour later, the bathroom door opened, revealing a beautiful woman emerging from her bath. Song Qingling, wrapped in a towel, was constantly drying herself, revealing a small section of her snow-white legs. Her face was rosy and delicate, with arched eyebrows and bright eyes; her round face was extremely elegant and beautiful. Erjie was annoyed, unable to appreciate the beauty inside.

"Go wash up! What are you standing there for?" Song Qingling said coquettishly.

"Okay!" Erjie replied, grinning, "I'll wash quickly. Sister, you must hold me to sleep tonight."

"When have I ever broken my promise? If I don't hold you to sleep, what's the point of keeping you here? You talk too much nonsense. Go wash up!" Song Qingling pinched Erjie's chubby cheek and said with a smile. After

taking a shower, Song Qingling felt much more awake. She poured herself a cup of tea, sat on the sofa, and quietly pondered. This little devil was becoming increasingly unpredictable; it seemed there was nothing he didn't understand. His language was strange, yet his thinking was quick, clear, and logical—he was simply a prodigy. There was definitely someone like him in the world; with him right in front of her, she had no choice but to admire him.

Is it dangerous to hold him while he sleeps tonight? Will he take advantage of me? What if this little devil tries to kiss me? Will I get angry if he does? Will I hurt his feelings if I get angry? A moment of impulsiveness, and now these things have become problems. No matter how strong one's heart is, he's still a child. Obviously, this brat has a thick skin; perhaps he won't do that. I'm just being too sensitive. How bad can a child be? Song Qingling is kind-hearted and compassionate, so she doesn't think about the bad things others might do. If only her sister could hold him while he sleeps, why should she compete? Now that her sister is asleep, he'll definitely snuggle in her arms. Song Qingling suddenly feels like she's playing the role of a mother.

Just as the beautiful Song Qingling is lost in thought and feeling uneasy, our male protagonist is taking a shower and fantasizing, anticipating a sensual night. He's washing his large penis. Erjie benefits from his age, which is his super weapon for quickly approaching beautiful women. Many people lower their guard when they're young, and with his handsome and innocent appearance, girls naturally have a strong maternal instinct; what girl wouldn't like such a clever little devil? With Erjie's domineering nature, getting a woman would be easy for him, but that's relative; nothing is absolute.

"You're done showering so quickly?" Song Qingling asked in surprise as she saw the little guy wrapped in a bath towel coming out.

"Yeah, I wash every day, it's not that dirty. A quick rinse is fine! Sister, why aren't you asleep yet? Aren't you tired after sitting on the plane for half a day? Are you just thinking nonsense here?" Erjie climbed onto the bed, sprawled out on his limbs, and groaned, "So comfortable! As the ancients said, riding a horse or sitting in a sedan chair is not as good as lying down and sleeping. We spend a third of our lives in bed, so my bedroom has a specially made big and comfortable bed. Sister, you must sleep in it for one night."

Song Qingling listened to the little guy's philosophical words and also got into bed. Erjie climbed down next to her and lay down beside her. Song Qingling pulled the towel blanket over them both and naturally hugged Erjie's small body. The child's skin was very smooth. Both of them had just taken a bath and felt refreshed and clean, with a post-bath fragrance.

Erjie, not daring to act rashly, nestled in Song Qingling's arms, adorably sniffing the air, and exclaimed, "Sister smells so good! The ancients were right, 'soft jade and warm fragrance,' that's probably what they meant by a beauty like you."

"You little devil, where did you get so many ancient sayings from? You sound so old-fashioned." Song Qingling was delighted by the little guy's praise; being praised is always a pleasant thing, and this little guy was quite the smooth talker.

"Who taught you all those sweet-talking words to make girls happy? Your motives aren't pure." Song Qingling pinched Erjie's rosy cheeks.

"It's natural, it's an outpouring of emotion. Nobody taught me, believe it or not?" Erjie rolled over, lying on the bed, his clear eyes blinking as he stared at the beauty beside him, growing more and more enamored with her.

"I believe you. Nobody could teach a little devil like you." Song Qingling's slender finger poked Erjie's forehead, making him blush and feel uneasy under the little devil's gaze.

"Sister, I took off my towel, it felt so uncomfortable." Without waiting for Song Meiren's permission, Erjie ripped off his towel from under the blanket and threw it out, leaving him completely naked. It's certainly better for children to sleep naked; it doesn't affect their development or health.

Song Meiren couldn't say anything about Erjie's actions, but she absolutely couldn't take off the towel she was wrapped in. What if this little devil got naughty and started touching her? That would be embarrassing and shameful.

"Sleeping naked is so comfortable, I miss Mommy's embrace," Erjie said innocently.

"Then you can treat your sister like Mommy," Song Qingling said, her maternal instincts kicking in, but she immediately regretted it.

"Mommy, hee hee, Song Mama." Erjie turned his head and kissed Song Meiren on the cheek. "I have so many mothers."

"Oh! How many?"

"I have one biological mother, three godmothers, one older sister mother, one aunt, one mother-in-law mother, and now there's Song Mama. A lot, right?"

"A lot! A lot! Not just a little!"

"There's only one mother in the world who is good

, a child with a mother is like a treasure, nestled in a mother's embrace, happiness is endless. There's only one mother in the world who is good, a child without a mother is like a blade of grass, leaving a mother's embrace, where can happiness be found?" Erjie softly hummed this famous children's song. The soothing melody, coupled with Erjie's innocent and childlike voice, indeed aroused Song Meiren's great maternal instincts. She hugged Erjie tighter in her arms. Her soft, full breasts pressed against Erjie's head, and the little guy took the opportunity to take advantage of her.

"You wrote this song? It's very nice, very charming." Song Qingling's beautiful eyes shone brightly, praising it highly. The little guy was no longer just a surprise, but a vast treasure trove of ideas. If these could be unearthed, they would benefit and change all of China, Song Meiren was certain of it.

"Sing it again, teach me, I want to learn too." Song Qingling thought the nursery rhyme was so beautiful. The most important few lines of lyrics perfectly expressed the child's feelings and the greatness of maternal love. Genius!

So, this easy-to-remember and easy-to-learn nursery rhyme was quickly memorized by Song Qingling.

Chapter 375 I am a genius!

The two chatted on and on, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years. Erjie's novel viewpoints and some terms she had never heard before convinced Song Meiren that there must be some unknown mystery behind this little boy's enigmatic nature.

"I find that chatting with you is never boring. How can a little kid like you know so much? I really don't understand how much is in your little head. I really want to crack open your skull and see." Song Meiren stroked Erjie's head, again and again.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Erjie shrank back, feigning fear and innocence in Song Meiren's soft embrace.

"I don't want to do anything!" Song Meiren blinked her bright eyes and smiled mischievously.

"Don't be like that, Sister Song, you wouldn't do anything naughty while I'm fast asleep in the middle of the night, would you?" Lu Erjie said cautiously.

Pfft! The beauty laughed, and the room lit up. Erjie was stunned.

"Look at you!" Song Meiren gave Erjie a charming glare. Just that one glare almost made our little pervert faint, and his penis involuntarily stood up. He quickly contracted his muscles and hid the tool of his trade in the corner.

"Sister is very clever. She learned the word 'little pervert' in the blink of an eye." Lu Erjie buried his head in the beauty's arms, feeling her softness and fullness.

"Tch! Look how smug you are. I just learned it on the spot. I didn't learn it very well. Please forgive me." Song Meiren joked.

"No, no, sister, you've learned it very well, very apt! I'm just a little kid, young as I am!" Erjie chuckled.

"Last time, sister asked you what you thought of Mr. Sun, and you said you were willing but unable, which was a fitting assessment. But could you be more specific about what 'willing but unable' meant?" Song Meiren asked.

Lu Erjie was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's due to circumstances and timing, nothing to be surprised about. But Mr. Sun is indeed one of us."

"Nonsense!" Song Meiren said coquettishly, pinching Erjie's bare bottom.

"Sister, you're so smart, yet you make a fool of yourself. Didn't Mr. Sun join the Green Gang in his early years, and was he even one of its leaders? I also started in the underworld, so we're just like everyone else! Speaking the truth isn't scary, what's scary is not being able to hear the truth," Erjie replied disdainfully.

Song Meiren fell silent. How could she not know? She just didn't want anyone to speak ill of the man surnamed Sun.

"So what's your take on the current situation?" Song Meiren really thought highly of the little devil; he was even consulting a baby about matters of state.

"The current situation is incredibly complex. Various forces are vying for power, and the people are suffering terribly. This vast land of China, this ancient nation with a history of thousands of years, will likely soon be engulfed in endless war," Lu Erjie sighed.

"Then who do you think will invade our country?"

"Sister, are you testing my intelligence? Of course, it's that Japanese island nation," Erjie said.

"How so?" Song Meiren pressed.

"I think you should understand. The three northeastern provinces have been lost, so what's next? Next will be Shanghai, Beijing, Wuhan, and even the entire land of China. Nowadays, Japanese spies are everywhere in the country. They're gathering intelligence, cultivating traitors, and their wolfish ambitions are obvious. Anyone can see the situation," Erjie said.

Song Meiren secretly praised him and continued, "How did you learn about these national affairs? Who do you think can save the nation from peril? Is it the Chiang family or the Red Party?"

"Yes and no!" Erjie said with a double

meaning. "What do you mean?"

"When faced with foreign invasion, all Chinese people will naturally unite in hatred and fight back. This is their inescapable responsibility and obligation."

"Then how is it not?"

"There's a difference between genuine and fake national salvation, that's what's not true salvation."

"Who's genuinely saving the country and who's fakely saving it?"

"I can't say! Time will tell!" Erjie answered ambiguously.

"If we really fight the Japanese, who do you think will win?"

"Of course, it's us!" Erjie answered confidently.

"Explain your reasons?"

"Although our country is poor and weak, it has a vast territory, abundant resources, and a large population, full of boundless wisdom and explosive power. Those little Japanese, although they have strong ships and powerful cannons, lack resources and have limited manpower. No country can conquer a nation. If we really fight, we might not be outmatched. Our country also has no shortage of heroes with unwavering courage. As long as we awaken the people, fight a protracted war, and then unite with peace-loving countries around the world to resist, victory will ultimately belong to us."

"Form an alliance?"

"A strategic alliance!" Erjie used a four-character idiom.

"Oh!" Song Meiren became even more interested, her beautiful eyes sparkling with interest. "What kind of alliances and counter-alliances?"

"Wars are divided into just wars and unjust wars. As the saying goes, those who act justly gain much support, while those who act unjustly find little support. Just wars will receive sympathy and support from others, while unjust wars will be condemned and resisted by the international community. Once our country is invaded by a foreign enemy, we should first organize the military and civilians to resist the foreign aggression, and then unite with most countries in the world to win the sympathy and support of the international community to jointly punish the country in question," Erjie said calmly.

"The people's hearts are currently scattered. How can we organize them?" "The

rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen. Awaken the people; no one wants to be a slave to a conquered nation!"

"If a war really breaks out, will you participate?"

"Yes!"

Song Meiren fell silent again.

"You're still a child!" For some reason, Song Meiren's heart ached slightly, and she wanted to cry. She hugged Erjie even tighter.

Erjie was overjoyed to be held in the fragrant arms of the beauty. Such a soft and fragrant body; he had hit the jackpot.

"I'm a man!" Erjie said firmly.

"Yes! I believe you! You're a remarkable man!" Song Meiren said excitedly.

Heh, these topics are too heavy, ruining the beautiful atmosphere of the night. Erjie changed the subject.

"You've come to give me money! Where's the money?"

"You money-grubber! Third Sister will give it to you tomorrow." Song Meiren tapped Erjie's forehead with her jade-like finger.

"That's not right. This money is for charity, not for me personally. I don't need that little bit of money." Erjie said solemnly.

"Your performance in Beiping completely won me over. I discovered that you possess many qualities and wisdom that others don't have, unique traits. My third sister was also very proactive in persuading me about the fundraising. Every time I talk to you, I feel like I'm touching the depths of my soul. Your parents must be extraordinary, otherwise they wouldn't have raised such a prodigy. I really want to meet your parents." Song Meiren said sincerely.

"That's subjective, isn't it? My parents are just ordinary people. My mother used to be an opera singer,

and my father was a local warlord in Northeast China. He fled to Shanghai after his defeat and settled down. They weren't particularly brilliant, and they didn't teach me much about life. I figured it all out myself. I'm a genius!" Erjie said proudly. "You absolutely have to meet your parents and learn from them," Song Meiren persisted. "Whatever

you want, I'm sleepy. You're not going to talk to me all night, are you? We have plenty of time together." Erjie blinked his big eyes at the beauty's face, looking expectantly.

"Riding a horse or sitting in a sedan chair is not as good as lying down and sleeping. You're right! Let's have a good sleep and visit your place tomorrow." Song Meiren hugged little Erjie tighter and closed her eyes.

Chapter 376 The Night of Stealing Fragrance

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, but Song Qingling was overcome with drowsiness and soon fell into a sweet sleep. With two beauties sleeping beside her, and another beauty embracing her, how could Lu Erjie possibly sleep? The little lecher had been coveting her for a long time. With such a good opportunity to get close to her, and such a long night ahead, wouldn't it be foolish not to do something? Lying in Song Qingling's fragrant embrace, Lu Erjie's large penis was stirring. Song Qingling's body was soft and fragrant, and her sleeping posture was very alluring in the night. Because she was asleep, her pretty face was flushed, and her snoring sounded like a cute kitten. The jade arm that had been holding Erjie had also loosened. Lu Erjie observed Song Qingling's movements at night, his lustful eyes darting around Song Qingling's dignified and beautiful face. After judging that she was indeed sound asleep, the little lecher could no longer resist. He reached down to his crotch and grasped his rock-hard penis. Pressing against Song Meiren's soft, upturned buttocks, Lu Erjie felt a deep indentation in her buttocks, a sensation so pleasurable that he held his breath. Under the blanket, a small hand slowly moved between Song Qingling's legs. Since Song Qingling was only wearing a thin, purplish-red panty covering her plump vulva, her legs were spread open. Lu Erjie's heart pounded. While watching Song Qingling's sleeping reaction, his small hand slowly moved down the groove on her inner thigh. First, he gently stroked the delicate skin of Song Qingling's inner thigh with two fingers, feeling the smooth, delicate skin. Seeing no reaction, his mischievous fingers lifted a corner of the panty and secretly touched the thick, black pubic hair. Erjie adjusted his breathing, his fingers gently stroking along the smooth pubic hair, then his fingers touched a raised, narrow slit. The slit was tightly closed; pressing it lightly, it was extremely elastic. Song Qingling's entire vulva protruded like a large meat bun. Erjie's fingers continued along that alluring slit, gently sliding up and down like feathers. Song Qingling remained fast asleep. Completely unaware that the little pervert in her arms was groping her vulva, Song Qingling, who had been drinking, slept very soundly. After chatting with Erjie for a while, she slept even more soundly, her breathing steady, her beautiful face as delicate as a fairy's. At this moment, like her sister Meiling, she probably wouldn't wake up even if the sky fell. Erjie rubbed his fingers along the crevice of Song Meiren's flesh for a while, and felt a dampness on the plump crevice. The previously tightly closed crevice slowly opened a little. Erjie felt the dampness on his fingers, and in his delight, he increased the intensity of his movements, his fingers sinking into the thick crevice. He gently dug and probed, feeling the pressure of the crevice on his fingers. The sticky wetness inside grew stronger and stronger. Erjie even felt the two labia tightly wrapping around his little finger, with a strong suction force pulling his finger deeper into the flesh. Following this suction force, Erjie, with his fingers mixed with the sticky fluid inside, bent his fingers and gently dug and probed the walls of the flesh. While quietly digging and probing, Erjie kept his eyes fixed on Song Meiren, preventing her from suddenly waking up. Judging from the way he was probing Song Meiren... Song Meiren was no longer a virgin, but that didn't matter. After all, he had come at the wrong time; Song Meiren had already been with the man surnamed Sun. But if he could get such a beauty, it didn't matter if she wasn't a virgin, since the man surnamed Sun was no longer around. Moreover, judging from the tightness of her vagina, Song Meiren hadn't had sex many times and had never given birth. This was the only thing that comforted Erjie.

Since he wasn't afraid of breaking her hymen, Erjie became bolder. He placed his entire small hand over Song Meiren's fragrant, fleshy vulva, feeling the plumpness and elasticity of her genitals. The vaginal opening was becoming increasingly wet, its walls slippery and sticky. At first, Erjie used one finger, then two. Because he was a child, his fingers were relatively small, so inserting all four fingers together wasn't difficult. However, the length of his fingers was limited, and he couldn't thrust in and out freely; he could only gently probe and dig with his fingers. This already aroused him immensely. In the darkness, two beautiful women sandwiched him between them on the bed. Erjie's right hand was exploring Song Qingling's plump vulva, quietly savoring its exquisite beauty. Meanwhile, his other hand wasn't idle either, reaching between Song Meiling's legs as she snored soundly in her sleep, caressing her for a while before pulling down her panties. His left hand's fingers circled and caressed her vulva, soon becoming moist as well. Two mature beauties, both oblivious to the touch of a lecherous man, were being explored and teased by him. This emboldened Erjie. The constant probing was no longer enough to satisfy his burgeoning desire. Erjie decided to abandon one of them. He wasn't sure if Song Qingling was sound asleep, but Song Meiling was definitely fast asleep and unaware of anything. This made things easier for the lecherous man, giving him an opportunity. Erjie slowly moved to Song Meiling's feet. Gently parting Song Meiling's two smooth, snow-white legs as she lay flat, he steadied his breathing and quietly crawled between her legs. Ignoring the beauty of her crotch, he lightly pulled aside her small, palm-sized panties and lowered his head to kiss her. The taste was surprisingly fishy and pungent. It turned out that Song Meiling had traveled a long way to Shanghai, first eating and drinking, then getting completely drunk. She hadn't had time to shower, so the odor of urine from her vulva was normal. Little did she know that this smell was most stimulating to a man. The sexual stimulation was more potent than any aphrodisiac. Lu Erjie's large penis pressed against the bed, actually supporting his body. The little lecher had no choice but to stick his buttocks up high, lower his head, and stick out his tongue to lightly lick along Song Meiling's vulva. Once he started licking, he couldn't stop. Lu Erjie was stimulated to the point of explosion by the sensual smell. Not only was his penis painfully hard, but his tongue was also like it was electrified, sucking and licking that crimson vulva. His fingers spread apart Song Meiling's equally plump labia, and Lu Erjie's lips and tongue busily took care of every corner of her. Song Meiling suddenly let out a soft moan, and her legs came together, trapping Erjie between them. Erjie looked up to observe Song Meiling's pretty face. He saw that her beautiful face was flushed, her eyes were closed, and her face had a beautiful smile on it. She was obviously not awake; it was just a normal bodily reaction.

Lu Erjie breathed a sigh of relief, then buried his head again, licking along the slit of flesh like a dog licking a plate, swallowing all the nectar flowing out. Then he parted the labia, revealing the delicate, glistening red flesh and a small, round opening—the hymen. Clearly, Song Meiling was a virgin. Erjie was wildly excited, his tongue lashing out like a whip, diligently servicing the beauty's vulva, labia, clitoris, urethra, and even her anus. He gently sucked and licked, pressing his fingers against the erect, agate-like clitoris. Before long, clear liquid, exuding the scent of female hormones, flowed from the round opening between the parted labia. Erjie's tongue curled, drawing the nectar into his mouth, his lips covering the entire opening. With a forceful suck, Song Meiling's buttocks trembled in her sleep, releasing streams of fluid. Her pink, tender vulva contracted and opened, the round opening squeezing and releasing, pushing out the lustful fluids from her flesh. Erjie accepted it all without hesitation. Song Meiling experienced a small orgasm in her sleep, and clearly slept even more soundly, snoring softly. When she woke up the next day, she would definitely think she had wet the bed.

Lu Erjie was extremely excited. What an unexpected gain tonight! He never imagined that he would molest the famous Song sisters. But even so, Lu Erjie was not satisfied with the status quo. The current situation was that his penis was painfully hard. He sat up and looked at the beautiful sleeping faces of the two beauties. Song Meiling was a virgin, and it seemed too immoral and risky for him to take her in his sleep. But Song Qingling was no longer a virgin. If he wanted to release his pent-up desire, he had to do it with Song Qingling. But what if she woke up? What could he do if he held back? Lu Erjie decided to go all out. Touching, poking, digging, and sucking couldn't relieve his desire. For his own happiness, Erjie hesitated for a moment and then pressed Song Qingling's sleeping acupoint. That way, even if the sky fell, she probably wouldn't wake up for a while.

Driven by lust, Erjie threw off the towel covering Song Qingling and crawled inside. He first spread the beauty's legs, then knelt between them, pulling aside her lace panties to reveal her full, white flesh. Her prominent labia majora were mostly covered by black pubic hair. A thin red slit ran along her vulva, and clumps of pubic hair covered her dark red labia majora. Grasping his large penis, he aimed it at the glistening, pink, and plump labia majora, gritted his teeth, and slowly thrust his hips forward. With a gentle forward thrust, Erjie's penis accurately positioned itself against her wet vulva. After a slight slide, it found its mark, the glans parting the vaginal opening and pushing in without hesitation. He smoothly inserted his penis into Song Qingling's alluring vagina, finding it slippery. With a soft "plop," Erjie's glans was completely inside her fleshy hole. Erjie thrust his penis forcefully into Song Qingling's sweet little hole, pumping his shaft until it excited him immensely. Without hesitation, he plunged it into her private parts.

Song Qingling's body moved slightly, and Erjie froze in fear, staring at the sleeping beauty's face, observing the movement. Song Qingling's vaginal opening was a bit narrow, so after entering, Erjie didn't rush to extend or rub. He simply felt his penis warm up, followed by a slippery, sticky sensation. Erjie adjusted his depths slightly, then relentlessly pierced through the beauty's hymen, the small, cute, tender muscles tightly gripping Erjie's thick penis, greedily drawing him deeper.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Erjie groaned through gritted teeth in pleasure. A legendary vagina! Erjie was overjoyed, but he didn't know exactly what kind of legendary vagina it was. Seeing that the beauty didn't move, Erjie pushed his hips, and his penis successfully broke through the barrier, rushing into a warm, moist, and tight world.

Erjie lifted Song Meiren's legs, hoisted them onto his shoulders, and slowly began piston-like movements. Her vagina was truly a masterpiece, its layers tightly enveloping Erjie's large penis, writhing with each thrust, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking on it. Erjie gritted his teeth, gently pulling in and out of the wet, oily vagina, resisting the sucking and gripping of Song Meiren's tender flesh. The glans of his penis seemed to be bitten off, held tightly; if Erjie hadn't been strong enough, it would have been cleaned up in a few strokes. Looking at

Song Meiren, her delicate brows were unconsciously furrowed as she slept, being penetrated by a foreign object. But as Erjie began to slowly thrust in and out, her brows gradually relaxed, and a slight expression of pleasure appeared on her pretty face.

Erjie's penis was too large, stretching Song Meiren's plump vulva into a large, round hole. Erjie gently thrust in and out, pulling the tender flesh inside out and back in. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed down his penis, onto the sheets and his own anus. What would the two sisters think if they found themselves wet in bed the next day? Erjie moved gently, his penis softly pumping in and out of her vagina, swaying his hips and rubbing the tip of his large penis against her clitoris. He could clearly feel her swollen clitoris trembling, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, warmly soaking his thick penis—it felt so good.

In her sleep, Song Qingling's hands involuntarily wrapped around Erjie's waist, and she even gently moved her vulva to meet his thrusts. Although her movements were clumsy, her initiative aroused Erjie's excitement. Of course, all of this was Song's instinctive reaction in her sleep, an unconscious act; she had no idea what she was doing.

Erjie excitedly began to thrust his penis faster, and her vaginal fluid gushed out in spurts. Unexpectedly, she had more vaginal fluid than most women, making both of their lower bodies wet. The slippery penis increased the lubrication of the vagina and reduced the difficulty of friction.

Erjie began thrusting vigorously, each time striking Song Meiren's clitoris with the head of his penis, accompanied by a continuous "plop!" "plop!" "plop!" sound.

The intense thrusting caused Song Meiren, still asleep, to let out a soft moan. Erjie's legs were pressed against her two snow-white, round, smooth, and soft legs.

That warmth and tightness caused Erjie's glans, deep inside her uterus, to swell even more. The glans scraped against the tender walls of her vagina as it moved in and out, pressing tightly against her clitoris. A hard, swollen clitoris rubbed against the tip of Erjie's penis. Her vagina contracted tightly, her cervix gripping the groove of Erjie's glans. A thick, hot stream of vaginal fluid gushed from that hard, swollen clitoris, splashing onto Erjie's glans. She had an orgasm in her sleep. Erjie's large glans, gripped and rubbed by her hot vaginal fluids and the intense contractions of her cervix, swelled to its maximum. A thick, hot stream of semen, unable to be contained any longer, gushed out, filling Song Meiren's core.

After the climax, the two remained tightly entwined, their genitals joined seamlessly. Erjie channeled his inner energy, transforming the semen he had ejaculated into Dragon Emperor Qi, which he then gave to Song Meiren. He then embraced her, playing with and sucking her plump, tender flesh, feeling the exquisite intertwining and sucking of his large penis within her vagina.

Releasing the unconscious Song Qingling, Erjie straightened her underwear, covered her back with a towel, and moved to Song Meiling's side. This time, Erjie lifted Song Meiling's straight, jade-like legs, making her close them tightly together, clamping his large penis between them. Then he began to thrust his buttocks, making her perform leg sex on him. After thousands of rubs, Erjie's semen shot onto Song Meiling's charming face. Erjie's lust subsided slightly, and he got off the ground to clean Song Meiling with a hot towel. Seeing that there were no flaws, he grinned wickedly and lay down between them, holding one of their breasts on each side, and fell asleep contentedly. As for the Song sisters' reaction the next day after discovering they had wet the bed, he didn't care.

Chapter 377 Commendation Conference

The erotic night passed just like that. When the three sisters woke up, it was already noon the next day. They hadn't expected that a drinking session would end like this. The two "generals" woke up earlier and smiled bitterly at the same time. They hadn't completed their mission and had embarrassed themselves.

Song Meiling's hair was disheveled, and her back and knees ached. She'd drunk too much and lost all her composure.

After tidying up and finishing their meal, the Song sisters and Erjie took a car to visit the Supreme Group. They were very interested in the factory's strict management and the female workers' uniforms. They also went to the matchmaking event to join in the fun, getting a feel for the Supreme Group. The three sisters secretly admired the young man.

In Erjie's office,

Erjie said, "You guys have a few more days of fun. Our group will be holding an awards ceremony in the next few days."

"Then we'll have to take a good look. We've come at just the right time." Song Meiling held the gift Erjie had given her, finding the thin, lace dress strange, especially the large transparent hole in the crucial area. She inexplicably tried it on, and the usually clever beauty blushed instantly. What kind of tattered dress was this? It was so embarrassing!

Erjie chuckled mischievously. The three Song sisters had all accepted this "gift," but before they even opened it, Song Meiling couldn't wait to open the gift box and try it on herself. As her younger sister gestured, the three sisters understood, their faces flushing red with embarrassment. They inwardly cursed, "How could this boy be so wicked? Giving us these things! They look nice, but can we even wear them? It's so embarrassing!"

The three Song sisters rolled their eyes at Erjie, who pretended not to notice. "Sisters, have some tea, have some tea."

"The rumors outside are true! You really are a little pervert! Giving us such embarrassing things, what are you up to!" Song Meiling quickly packed the embarrassing clothes into a box, saying with a mix of shame and annoyance.

"These are high-end products produced by our company. Others would rather not have them. Besides, I'm not just giving you this; there's also that camouflage outfit and other clothing. Some of them aren't even on the market yet. You have them all." Erjie said seriously.

"Your sister gave you 5 million, and you give her a few tattered clothes? That's not right!" Song Meiling retorted sharply.

"Of course, of course. Even if you don't give me money, I'd still be happy to give you nice things, hehe." Erjie scratched his head.

"Pah! You little lecher, shouldn't we go check out your den? I've heard it's a haven of beauties, let's go see the legendary beauties." After touring their young master's mansion, the three Song sisters of

the Lu family

finally saw the legendary beauties at dinner time. It must be said, this little lecher's eyes were sharp; he picked out only the best of the best. This little lecher, at such a young age, had already become a lustful fiend, a master of beauty. The three Song sisters weren't vulgar women; they secretly compared themselves to these women, not just in terms of looks... Most importantly, they were all quite charming. These beauties, including the little girl, each had their own distinct personality. Strangely, they got along very well, laughing and playing together like a family. Some even boldly patted their little master's head, while others were teasing, aloof, gentle, or coquettish—a myriad of alluring expressions. This made the Song sisters look at Erjie with increasing admiration. They wondered what methods this little thief had used to gather so many beauties together, and that none of them showed any jealousy towards each other. It was quite a miracle.

Of course, there was also our little girl who actually called Erjie "Daddy"! My goodness, how could he have a baby? It was unbelievable, a complete mental farce. Hearing about it was one thing, but seeing it for yourself was truly shocking. The three Song sisters couldn't believe it was real, and it shattered their preconceived notions, leaving their once proud hearts broken into pieces.

After a brief welcome and pleasantries, the girls were secretly amazed. Erjie's influence was immense; he had actually managed to lure the nationally renowned Song sisters to his home. They were truly impressed! Lu Xiaoman and Lin Huiyin had met the Song sisters in Beiping, and this reunion with old friends was a joyous occasion. With such distinguished guests, they were naturally treated with great hospitality. The warmth of the group of beautiful women, young and old, at the Lu mansion genuinely moved the Song sisters, giving them an urge to integrate into this large family. The

girls introduced themselves, and when Ruan Lingyu introduced herself, the three Song sisters felt an urge to rush up and beat the brat. What was this? He'd managed to win over three of the most beautiful women of the Republic of China era! Wouldn't every man in the world hate this scoundrel?! The three Song sisters thought to themselves, there were probably countless others they hadn't seen; those living at the Lu mansion were likely just a small fraction of the scoundrel's women, the tip of the iceberg.

The two generals brought by the three Song sisters were also unable to set foot in the Lu mansion. Although most men wanted to see the beautiful women in the Lu mansion, it was clearly inappropriate. They had come with guards, and besides protecting the Song sisters, they had other tasks. After some internal struggle, Song Meiling also did not fulfill her wish to chat with Lu Erjie late at night, because she was afraid that Erjie's other women would be jealous. The three sisters, each with their own thoughts, stayed at the Lu mansion.

Three days later, the Supreme Group held an awards ceremony. The entire auditorium was packed with employees who arrived one after another. On the stage, all of Supreme's senior leaders were present. The three Song sisters, as special guests, sat in the first row. The entire venue was lively yet solemn. Lu Erjie sat in the very center of the stage, looking quite comical. The little guy had a serious expression, and his chair had been specially raised so that he wouldn't be able to see anyone.

The announcer made a few enthusiastic words, and the meeting was declared open. The applause from the audience was thunderous and lasted for a long time. Lu Erjie had to raise his little hand to suppress the applause.

"Distinguished leaders, honored guests, and colleagues, today is a day to celebrate for you, but for me, it's a 'painful' day because I'm about to suffer a major hemorrhage."

Applause and laughter erupted from the audience.

"After a year of hard work and struggle, our Supreme Group has grown from nothing to something, from small to large, from weak to strong. This growth is inseparable from the hard work and sweat of our employees. Of course, it is all worthwhile. Effort will always bring rewards. In order to strengthen the national industry, each of us has the responsibility and obligation to contribute our share to the national enterprise. Today, our products are sold on five continents, our partners are located in Europe, Asia and America, and our company is thriving and developing vigorously. It must be said that all of this is inseparable from our employees. Without you, there would be no Supreme today. Because of you, Supreme is where it is today. You are the pride and glory of Supreme!"

Applause erupted from the audience.

Chapter 378 Unbeatable Charm

"Who says we're no good? Who says we're the sick men of East Asia? Our Chinese civilization is vast and magnificent, spanning five thousand years. Our nation is self-reliant, hardworking, and brave. When we unleash our boundless energy and wisdom, no one in the world can rival us!"

Applause...

"But our nation is one that has suffered many calamities. For thousands of years, our ancestors have constantly resisted the bloody invasions of foreign tribes. Our people have been ruthlessly ravaged and slaughtered by enemies. Why is this?" Erjie paused, surveying the silent crowd below, his tone low and indignant: "Because we're used to it! We're used to being oppressed by others. In our habitual thinking, we're used to being inferior to others. Is that really the case? No! Absolutely not! From the Supreme Group today, we can see the future of our motherland! Therefore, we must break that habit, and we absolutely must break it!"

"Throughout the development of history, science and technology have been crucial. It can be said that without technology, there is no future." A company that doesn't innovate will be surpassed, will fall behind, and will be vulnerable to attack, looked down upon, and discriminated against. Isn't this the case in China today? So where does our future lie? Where does the future and hope of our nation lie? It lies in our unity, our vigorous development of science and technology, our cultivation of research teams, and our commitment to revolutionary innovation. We don't lack wisdom; what we lack is an open mind, the determination to catch up with the world's forefront, and the confidence to strive for progress. And this is what we at Zhizun have been doing, and we have been working towards this goal. Facts have proven this. Today, our Zhizun Group has become a diversified conglomerate integrating scientific research, sales, light industry, heavy industry, services, finance, and culture. Our annual sales revenue has exceeded 10 billion yuan. These are the huge dividends brought to us by technological innovation. Our Zhizun Group supports almost a dozen percent of Shanghai's population. Because of our existence, we have driven the development of countless related industries. This is an unimaginable achievement. Therefore, I am proud of you! I am proud of Zhizun!"

The applause from the audience reverberated throughout the building and lasted for a long time.

"However, this is not the end, but just the beginning. In such a vast land as China, one Supreme is not enough. I hope that through our efforts, our Supreme will flourish throughout the motherland, benefiting the entire nation. Using our advanced management and innovation models, we can drive a nationwide surge in learning and applying science and technology, ensuring that every one of our people has clothes to wear, food to eat, and shelter to live in, no longer suffering from starvation and forced to sell their children. As everyone knows, the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded Beijing, looting countless treasures and burning the Old Summer Palace. Now, our three northeastern provinces are lost, occupied by invaders, and our people are living in misery. Our guns and cannons are bought, our daily necessities are bought; everything we have bears the mark of foreign imports. Our national industries are pitifully small and cannot withstand the test of time. We rely on foreign matches, nails, and cloth..." Foreign electrical appliances, foreign cars, even houses were called "foreign houses." Why the "foreign" in their names? It's because for thousands of years, we've been accustomed to a primitive way of life, unaware of the vastness of the sky and the earth, unaware that our own wisdom can sustain us and that we possess boundless creativity. Take gunpowder, one of our Four Great Inventions, for example. Our ancestors used it to make firecrackers, but foreigners used it to make guns and cannons, robbing, burning, killing, and oppressing the innocent everywhere. Even though our nation was kind, what was the result? Think about it carefully."

The audience was silent.

"The current situation in our country is even more dire, quite dangerous. This time it was the three northeastern provinces that were lost; next time it could be the entire nation. Is this alarmist? No! This is the harsh reality. We business people can't just focus on our own survival; we also bear the weight of national responsibility. Our nation is still struggling, and wealth in the hands of a few is not wealth, it's miserhood, it's a crime! Yet, wealth is precisely in the hands of a few—this is a national tragedy, the blood and tears of the people! Today we won't talk about the government, only about the survival and development of businesses. Without the support of national industry, without technological progress, without the efforts of millions of people, the government..."

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