Red Dust City (Part 2) (441-490)

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441 Looking at Yang Ziyan's stunning figure, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but ponder in his heart what kind of way he could create an opportunity to be alone with Yang Ziyan or Wang Hui. Only in that way could he test Yang Ziyan's feelings and see if Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui could accept him along with another woman. But after much thought, he couldn't come up with a solution. Just as Zhou Menglong was agonizing over this, Yang Ziyan finished singing, sat down on the sofa, and loudly said, "Wang Hui, look at you! I told you I wouldn't sing, but you insisted. Look, I'm all sweaty now, it's so uncomfortable!" Hearing this, Zhou Menglong was overjoyed. It was exactly what he wanted! Thinking this, Zhou Menglong stood up: "Secretary Yang, don't say that! Your singing is so beautiful. If you hadn't sung, we really wouldn't have heard such a beautiful voice. You're sweating, aren't you? It's alright. You know, this is the best place in Chuncheng, with the best facilities. Come with me, I'll take you to wash your face. That might make you feel better. Wang Hui, you play for a while, we'll be right back."
He said he was taking Yang Ziyan to wash her face, but it really was just inside this room. Zhou Menglong led Yang Ziyan to the bathroom door and said to her, "Secretary Yang, there's water here, towels and everything you need. Go in and wash up." He then turned around, intentionally or unintentionally blocking most of the door with his body, leaving only a small gap. If Yang Ziyan wanted to pass, she would have to squeeze past Zhou Menglong. Yang Ziyan looked at Zhou Menglong and smiled slightly, saying, "County Chief Zhou, thank you." That smile was like a spring breeze thawing the ice, like a hundred flowers blooming, making Zhou Menglong's heart flutter slightly. Just then, Yang Ziyan's body moved closer to Zhou Menglong. As she drew nearer, a faint fragrance emanated from her, wafting into Zhou Menglong's nose and invigorating him. Just then, Yang Ziyan's body squeezed next to Zhou Menglong. Since both of them were turned to the side, their chests involuntarily touched. In this situation, Zhou Menglong felt Yang Ziyan's full breasts pressing against his chest. Although there was a cheongsam tightly covering Yang Ziyan's full and firm breasts, Zhou Menglong could still feel the elasticity and heat of Yang Ziyan's high breasts, and feel Yang Ziyan's fiery body. Zhou Menglong's heart couldn't help but heat up, and a certain part of his body couldn't help but react. Yang Ziyan also felt waves of masculine energy emanating from Zhou Menglong and entering her heart, causing Yang Ziyan's heart to flutter slightly. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but give Zhou Menglong a charming look, but said nothing. She squeezed past him into the restroom. Seeing that Yang Ziyan wasn't angry at his teasing, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a little happy. He sighed and murmured, "Yes, it's really uncomfortable to be sweaty. I need to wash up too." After saying that, Zhou Menglong also entered the restroom. Chun Cheng's best dance hall was indeed as good as its reputation; even the restroom was so spacious, with two sinks. However, after entering the restroom, Zhou Menglong didn't go to the other empty sink. Instead, he stood behind Yang Ziyan and began to look her over. Because Yang Ziyan was bending over to wash up, her body was slightly hunched, causing her cheongsam to cling tightly to her body. Zhou Menglong saw that the cheongsam clung tightly to Yang Ziyan's body like a second skin, fully displaying the contours of her round and pert buttocks. Seeing this alluring scene, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Yang Ziyan's full, round buttocks, tightly wrapped in the cheongsam, and he couldn't bear to look away. Zhou Menglong noticed a barely perceptible mark on the cheongsam, which he knew was the trace of her underwear, tightly covering the softest and most mysterious part of her body—the slightly raised triangle—between her legs. Thinking of the beautiful scenery of the secret paradise between Yang Ziyan's legs, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat rise in his heart, causing his breathing to become slightly rapid. At this moment, Zhou Menglong's boldness grew. Under these circumstances, he moved his body forward, bringing himself even closer to Yang Ziyan's body. Then, he bent down and brought his head close to Yang Ziyan's ear, saying, "Secretary Yang, look, isn't the environment here quite nice?" As Zhou Menglong spoke, a burst of hot breath came from his mouth and hit Yang Ziyan's sensitive ear, causing her heart to skip a beat. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but shake her head, as if she couldn't bear Zhou Menglong's teasing. However, this action caused her earlobe to lightly touch Zhou Menglong's lips, sending a strange sensation through her. She straightened up, turned around, and looked at Zhou Menglong. Yang Ziyan's action startled Zhou Menglong. He immediately regretted his haste and for provoking her. But to his surprise, after glancing at Zhou Menglong, Yang Ziyan said, "County Chief Zhou, thank you for bringing us to such a wonderful place. It's truly an eye-opener." She then gave Zhou Menglong a look he couldn't understand, turned back, and began washing. Seeing that Yang Ziyan showed no sign of blaming him, Zhou Menglong grew bolder. Under these circumstances, he moved closer to Yang Ziyan once more, his hand intentionally or unintentionally reaching towards her ample buttocks, tightly encased in her cheongsam. As his hand drew closer to her buttocks, Zhou Menglong could even feel the heat emanating from them, and his heart began to pound. Although Zhou Menglong longed to caress Yang Ziyan's round and pert buttocks, he restrained himself, not knowing her true intentions. He withdrew his hand. While Zhou Menglong and Yang Ziyan had been intimate more than once, each time she had feigned resistance. Therefore, Zhou Menglong believed she was unaware of his true identity, which made him hesitant. However, Yang Ziyan, for some reason, seemed unfazed by his bold advances, showing no anger or resentment. Instead, she appeared to accept his advances with a sense of resignation, which puzzled Zhou Menglong greatly. Yet, Yang Ziyan's alluring body provided Zhou Menglong with intense stimulation, stirring his desire. However, unsure of her true feelings, he dared not act rashly. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong glanced at Yang Ziyan, who was slowly washing up. Knowing she still had some time to spare, Zhou Menglong quickly finished washing and said to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, take your time washing, I'll go now." Hearing this, Yang Ziyan nodded. Zhou Menglong turned and left the bathroom, heading towards Wang Hui. However, Zhou Menglong didn't see that Yang Ziyan, hearing his footsteps fade into the distance, stopped what she was doing and turned to look at the spot where Zhou Menglong had disappeared. A hint of resentment appeared in her large, watery eyes. Reaching Wang Hui's side, Zhou Menglong saw her swaying and singing, completely unaware of his presence. In this situation, a mischievous thought arose in Zhou Menglong's mind. He squatted down, moved closer to Wang Hui, and then reached out to hug one of her long, straight legs, rubbing his face against it. His other hand suddenly slipped between Wang Hui's legs, gently caressing the softest and most mysterious part of her body—the slightly raised triangle. Wang Hui felt someone suddenly grab her thigh and jumped in fright. She was about to cry out when she saw it was Zhou Menglong. She swallowed her words, shifted her body slightly, and whispered to Zhou Menglong, "County Chief Zhou, what are you doing? You're making me so itchy! Stop it! Let me tell you, if Secretary Yang sees this, things could get very bad."
Hearing Wang Hui's words, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a little amused. After glancing at Wang Hui, he smiled and said, "Wang Hui, what are you afraid of? Let me tell you, your Secretary Yang is taking a shower over there, it'll be a while. But, you should still sing your song, okay?" Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Wang Hui breathed a slight sigh of relief. Zhou Menglong's actions also brought her a genuine sense of joy. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui sighed softly and continued singing. Zhou Menglong felt that even through the stockings, He could still feel how smooth and elastic Wang Hui's thighs were. Rubbing his face against them gave him an indescribable feeling of pleasure. His large hand caressing the softest and most mysterious slightly raised triangle area between Wang Hui's legs, tightly wrapped in stockings, excited Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe heavily, and his eyes closed slightly as he wholeheartedly savored the pleasure that Wang Hui's youthful and vibrant body brought him. Although Wang Hui was singing, all her thoughts were focused on Zhou Menglong's actions. Waves of male heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's mouth, splashing onto her thighs, arousing Wang Hui and making her feel flustered. The movement of Zhou Menglong's hand, placed between her legs on the softest, most mysterious triangle of her body, made Wang Hui unable to control herself. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui wanted to moan with pleasure, but she was afraid Yang Ziyan would hear, so she had to suppress it. However, her body finally trembled slightly. The thought that Yang Ziyan was in the bathroom next door, while she was in this large room being touched by a man, and that man's hand was on her most sensitive part, caused a strange feeling to rise within her. Wang Hui's breathing gradually became heavier, and under Zhou Menglong's stimulation, she could barely continue. Fortunately, Wang Hui managed to calm herself and continue singing, but it was completely out of tune. Her slightly trembling voice revealed how flustered she was. Zhou Menglong felt Wang Hui's body tremble slightly under his touch, and her voice became increasingly incoherent under his teasing. A strange feeling welled up inside him, making him feel incredibly excited. He wanted to see just how much Wang Hui's body could withstand his teasing. With this thought, Zhou Menglong became even more gentle and seductive in his movements. Feeling Zhou Menglong's large hand teasing her sensitive nerves like a venomous snake, Wang Hui felt a strange stimulation and pleasure surge through her, making her excited as well. In this state, Wang Hui sang incoherently while twisting her body, cooperating with Zhou Menglong's actions, rubbing her body against his. Wang Hui felt that only in this way could she feel better, and the desire and impulse aroused within her by Zhou Menglong be slightly suppressed. Sensing Wang Hui's movements, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a slight smirk. He removed his hand from the softest, most mysterious, slightly raised triangle area between Wang Hui's legs, which was tightly encased in white stockings, and instead grabbed her denim miniskirt, intending to pull it down to her waist, fully exposing the view of her slightly raised triangle area. Then he pressed his face against hers, partly to inhale the unique fragrance of her body between her legs, and partly to feel the softness and elasticity of the slightly raised triangle area tightly encased in stockings. "Menglong, don't be like this. Secretary Yang will definitely be unhappy if he sees us like this," Wang Hui said to Zhou Menglong, sitting motionless and biting her lip. Zhou Menglong smiled mischievously, "Wang Hui, look at you, you could have come to see me yourself, but you insisted on coming with Secretary Yang. Now I'm caught in the middle, and I can't help myself. What do you suggest we do?" Hearing this, Wang Hui sighed softly, "County Chief Zhou, I know you have feelings for Secretary Yang. As a woman, I can see the burning passion in your eyes when you look at him. No, I'll help you, okay?" Hearing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, but immediately, he remembered… Wang Hui was trying to bring him and Fu Ningning together. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong saw that Wang Hui's delicate face didn't seem to be joking when she said this, so he nodded. Seeing Zhou Menglong agree without hesitation, a hint of resentment appeared on Wang Hui's face. She opened her mouth, about to say something, but just then, footsteps sounded. Both Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong's hearts skipped a beat, knowing that Yang Ziyan had finished washing and was walking towards them. It was too late for Zhou Menglong to stand up. In this situation, Zhou Menglong, quick-witted, immediately stopped what he was doing, reached out and picked up a wine glass from the coffee table, threw it on the ground, picked it up again, and then stood up nonchalantly. Holding the wine glass in front of Wang Hui, he waved it and said, "Wang Hui, look at you, how could you be so careless, knocking the wine glass to the ground." Clearly, Zhou Menglong's actions had fooled Yang Ziyan. Yang Ziyan glanced at Zhou Menglong, then plopped down on the sofa, quietly listening to Wang Hui sing. Wang Hui, whose body had just been aroused by Zhou Menglong, was in no condition to remain calm. Although she knew her trembling voice would arouse Yang Ziyan's suspicion, she couldn't control it. With a sigh, she tossed the microphone aside and sat down next to Yang Ziyan, saying sweetly, "Secretary Yang, we've been singing for a while now. If you're tired, let's dance." Yang Ziyan looked at Wang Hui, noticing her flushed face and tiny beads of sweat on her small nose. Seeing Wang Hui's appearance, a strange light flashed in Yang Ziyan's large, watery eyes. She nodded, agreeing to Wang Hui's suggestion. Zhou Menglong obediently played a gentle dance tune. As the music started, Wang Hui stood up, took Yang Ziyan's hand, who was sitting gracefully on the sofa, and then took Zhou Menglong's hand. After giving Zhou Menglong a charming smile, Wang Hui said, "County Chief Zhou, come, dance with Secretary Yang." Hearing Wang Hui say this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, but he saw Wang Hui looking at him encouragingly. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong walked over to Yang Ziyan, bowed politely, and said, "Secretary Yang, would you do me the honor of dancing a song with me?" Hearing this, Yang Ziyan smiled slightly and said, "Dancing is the domain of you young people. We're old and can't dance anymore. You and Wang Hui dance; I'll just watch from the sidelines." Her meaning was clear: she didn't want to dance with Zhou Menglong. Hearing this, Zhou Menglong felt a slight disappointment. Just then, Wang Hui said, "Secretary Yang..." "Remember, really! We finally get to come out, and you're making a fuss about this and that. Can't you just relax and have some fun? What's with this 'young people's privilege' thing? Aren't you going to dance? I'm happy today, so I'm making the decision. You listen to me, dance properly with County Chief Zhou, and then I'll dance with him again in the next song." Hearing Wang Hui say this, Yang Ziyan naturally couldn't say anything more. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan had no choice but to walk up to Zhou Menglong, extend her hand, and Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and extended his hand as well. The two of them then started dancing. However, before he could even take two steps, Wang Hui shouted loudly again, "Secretary Yang, County Chief Zhou, you two are really something! This place is so small, how can we move around freely? The room next door is specifically for dancing, you should go there. I'll stay here and listen to some music and have a drink." Zhou Menglong knew that Wang Hui was saying this to create an opportunity for him and Yang Ziyan to be together, so that he could have a chance to flirt with her. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but look at Wang Hui with gratitude. Yang Ziyan, for some reason, didn't object after hearing Wang Hui's suggestion, but let Zhou Menglong lead her to the small room specifically prepared for dancers. Entering the room, Zhou Menglong saw that the room was empty, except for a long bench, which was covered with a blanket.Covered in cowhide, it was clearly meant for lying on. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself, "Damn, these people are really thoughtful. Isn't this kind of room perfect for doing 'that'?" Yang Ziyan entered the room, her face flushing slightly, but she generously put her arm around Zhou Menglong's shoulder. Zhou Menglong, seeing Yang Ziyan's face turn red for some reason, felt her look exceptionally alluring in the dim light, and felt her actively putting her arm around his shoulder... Zhou Menglong felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and he wrapped his arms around Yang Ziyan's waist. They jumped up and down, listening to the gentle music, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Yang Ziyan's body, and feeling her fiery body pressed slightly against his. Zhou Menglong became excited, and his arms around Yang Ziyan's waist tightened, pulling her soft body towards him as if he wanted to press her body tightly against his. Whether from nervousness or shyness, Yang Ziyan's large, watery eyes involuntarily closed slightly after sensing Zhou Menglong's actions, and her head tilted back slightly. Only her trembling eyelashes revealed that Yang Ziyan was still somewhat flustered. Seeing Yang Ziyan's alluring expression, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard, and he exerted even more force with his hands. With Zhou Menglong's efforts, Yang Ziyan's body and Zhou Menglong's body had already made slight contact. Now, Yang Ziyan's heart was pounding. Warm breath emanated from Zhou Menglong, entering Yang Ziyan's delicate body, causing her to breathe slightly heavily. Although he was already very familiar with Yang Ziyan's body, this was the first time Zhou Menglong had been so close to her in Wang Hui's presence. The dim light, however, allowed Zhou Menglong to better appreciate Yang Ziyan's charm. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong became even more excited, and a certain part of his body began to stir. Feeling the change in a certain part of his body, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Their bodies were so close; if his penis grew any larger, Yang Ziyan would definitely notice. Wang Hui was outside. Although Zhou Menglong knew Yang Ziyan would be compliant when they were alone, he didn't know what awaited him in front of Wang Hui. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong inwardly groaned, trying to distract himself and soften his body. However, Yang Ziyan's body was simply too alluring, making it impossible for Zhou Menglong to resist the natural temptation emanating from her. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's large penis rapidly swelled. Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile, subtly lifting his buttocks back to avoid Yang Ziyan noticing his change in posture, and jumped up with her. Zhou Menglong's current appearance was somewhat amusing. Yang Ziyan seemed to sense something was wrong with Zhou Menglong, and in this situation, she opened her large, watery eyes and looked at him. Zhou Menglong knew Yang Ziyan had noticed something was amiss, and he gave a wry smile, whispering to her, "Secretary Yang, I'm really sorry, you're so charming tonight, I... I couldn't help myself, so... so please don't blame me, okay? If it's not okay, let's go outside." As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhou Menglong wanted to slap himself a few times. He had considered having a one-man-two-woman arrangement when he entered the dance hall, but now that the opportunity was right in front of him, he was refusing it. Wasn't that too unlike his personality? But the words were already spoken and couldn't be taken back. In this situation, Zhou Menglong could only look at Yang Ziyan with a wry smile. However, to Zhou Menglong's surprise, Yang Ziyan didn't blame him at all. After hearing his words, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but smile sweetly, and the large hand on Zhou Menglong's shoulder tightened its grip. Her soft body made contact with Zhou Menglong's body, as if she didn't care at all about the impoliteness of Zhou Menglong's lower body. Yang Ziyan's actions made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. Although he didn't understand why Yang Ziyan was doing this, it would be against Zhou Menglong's nature not to take advantage of such an offer. After feeling Yang Ziyan's body language, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. Because he didn't have to worry about Yang Ziyan blaming him, Zhou Menglong let go, and his body lifted up, so that his slightly erect penis pressed against Yang Ziyan's body. A wave of heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's hardness and heat, stimulating Yang Ziyan's sensitive nerves, causing her to breathe slightly heavily. One of her arms, which was wrapped around Zhou Menglong's body, tightened its grip, and her breasts intentionally or unintentionally made contact with Zhou Menglong's broad chest. Although there was clothing between them, Zhou Menglong immediately felt the two soft mounds of flesh pressed tightly against his body. The elasticity and firmness of those mounds sent a shiver through him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip, and taking advantage of the dance, rubbed his chest against Yang Ziyan's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her cheongsam, experiencing the pleasure her breasts brought him. By now, Yang Ziyan's breathing had become rapid, and two blushes had crept onto her pretty face, making her look even more alluring. Seeing Yang Ziyan's radiant appearance, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of lust rise from the depths of his heart. In this state, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but lean his head over Yang Ziyan's neck, rubbing his face against her delicate features, and whispering in her ear, "Secretary Yang, you dance so well." The warm breath from Zhou Menglong's mouth made Yang Ziyan's body tremble involuntarily. Intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Ziyan gently shook her head, rubbing her delicate face against Zhou Menglong's. While enjoying Zhou Menglong's passion, Yang Ziyan whispered in his ear, "County Chief Zhou, you danced quite well too. I wonder, in your current state, have you thought about your woman?"At this moment, if a certain part of his body were to grow any larger, Yang Ziyan would definitely notice. Wang Hui was outside, and although Zhou Menglong knew that Yang Ziyan would submit to him when they were alone, he didn't know what awaited him in front of Wang Hui. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but secretly groan, trying to distract himself and soften his body. However, Yang Ziyan's body was simply too alluring, making it impossible for Zhou Menglong to resist the natural temptation emanating from her. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's large penis rapidly swelled. Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile, subtly lifting his buttocks back to avoid Yang Ziyan noticing his change in posture, and jumped up with her. Zhou Menglong's current appearance was somewhat amusing. Yang Ziyan seemed to sense something was wrong with Zhou Menglong, and under these circumstances, she opened her large, watery eyes and looked at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong knew Yang Ziyan had noticed something was wrong, and he couldn't help but give a wry smile. He whispered to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, I'm really sorry. You were so charming tonight, I... I couldn't help myself. So, so, please don't blame me, okay? If it's not okay, let's go outside." As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhou Menglong wanted to slap himself a few times. When he entered the dance hall, he had thought about having a one-man-two-woman affair, but now that the opportunity was right in front of him, he was refusing it. Wasn't that too unlike his personality? But the words were already spoken and couldn't be taken back. In this situation, Zhou Menglong could only look at Yang Ziyan with a wry smile. However, to Zhou Menglong's surprise, Yang Ziyan didn't blame him at all. After hearing his words, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but smile sweetly, and the large hand on Zhou Menglong's shoulder tightened its grip. Her soft body made contact with Zhou Menglong's body, as if she didn't care at all about the impoliteness of Zhou Menglong's lower body. Yang Ziyan's actions made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. Although he didn't understand why Yang Ziyan was doing this, it would be against Zhou Menglong's nature not to take advantage of such an offer. After feeling Yang Ziyan's body language, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. Because he didn't have to worry about Yang Ziyan blaming him, Zhou Menglong let go, and his body lifted up, so that his slightly erect penis pressed against Yang Ziyan's body. A wave of heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's hardness and heat, stimulating Yang Ziyan's sensitive nerves, causing her to breathe slightly heavily. One of her arms, which was wrapped around Zhou Menglong's body, tightened its grip, and her breasts intentionally or unintentionally made contact with Zhou Menglong's broad chest. Although there was clothing between them, Zhou Menglong immediately felt the two soft mounds of flesh pressed tightly against his body. The elasticity and firmness of those mounds sent a shiver through him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip, and taking advantage of the dance, rubbed his chest against Yang Ziyan's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her cheongsam, experiencing the pleasure her breasts brought him. By now, Yang Ziyan's breathing had become rapid, and two blushes had crept onto her pretty face, making her look even more alluring. Seeing Yang Ziyan's radiant appearance, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of lust rise from the depths of his heart. In this state, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but lean his head over Yang Ziyan's neck, rubbing his face against her delicate features, and whispering in her ear, "Secretary Yang, you dance so well." The warm breath from Zhou Menglong's mouth made Yang Ziyan's body tremble involuntarily. Intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Ziyan gently shook her head, rubbing her delicate face against Zhou Menglong's. While enjoying Zhou Menglong's passion, Yang Ziyan whispered in his ear, "County Chief Zhou, you danced quite well too. I wonder, in your current state, have you thought about your woman?"At this moment, if a certain part of his body were to grow any larger, Yang Ziyan would definitely notice. Wang Hui was outside, and although Zhou Menglong knew that Yang Ziyan would submit to him when they were alone, he didn't know what awaited him in front of Wang Hui. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but secretly groan, trying to distract himself and soften his body. However, Yang Ziyan's body was simply too alluring, making it impossible for Zhou Menglong to resist the natural temptation emanating from her. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's large penis rapidly swelled. Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile, subtly lifting his buttocks back to avoid Yang Ziyan noticing his change in posture, and jumped up with her. Zhou Menglong's current appearance was somewhat amusing. Yang Ziyan seemed to sense something was wrong with Zhou Menglong, and under these circumstances, she opened her large, watery eyes and looked at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong knew Yang Ziyan had noticed something was wrong, and he couldn't help but give a wry smile. He whispered to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, I'm really sorry. You were so charming tonight, I... I couldn't help myself. So, so, please don't blame me, okay? If it's not okay, let's go outside." As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhou Menglong wanted to slap himself a few times. When he entered the dance hall, he had thought about having a one-man-two-woman affair, but now that the opportunity was right in front of him, he was refusing it. Wasn't that too unlike his personality? But the words were already spoken and couldn't be taken back. In this situation, Zhou Menglong could only look at Yang Ziyan with a wry smile. However, to Zhou Menglong's surprise, Yang Ziyan didn't blame him at all. After hearing his words, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but smile sweetly, and the large hand on Zhou Menglong's shoulder tightened its grip. Her soft body made contact with Zhou Menglong's body, as if she didn't care at all about the impoliteness of Zhou Menglong's lower body. Yang Ziyan's actions made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. Although he didn't understand why Yang Ziyan was doing this, it would be against Zhou Menglong's nature not to take advantage of such an offer. After feeling Yang Ziyan's body language, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. Because he didn't have to worry about Yang Ziyan blaming him, Zhou Menglong let go, and his body lifted up, so that his slightly erect penis pressed against Yang Ziyan's body. A wave of heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's hardness and heat, stimulating Yang Ziyan's sensitive nerves, causing her to breathe slightly heavily. One of her arms, which was wrapped around Zhou Menglong's body, tightened its grip, and her breasts intentionally or unintentionally made contact with Zhou Menglong's broad chest. Although there was clothing between them, Zhou Menglong immediately felt the two soft mounds of flesh pressed tightly against his body. The elasticity and firmness of those mounds sent a shiver through him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip, and taking advantage of the dance, rubbed his chest against Yang Ziyan's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her cheongsam, experiencing the pleasure her breasts brought him. By now, Yang Ziyan's breathing had become rapid, and two blushes had crept onto her pretty face, making her look even more alluring. Seeing Yang Ziyan's radiant appearance, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of lust rise from the depths of his heart. In this state, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but lean his head over Yang Ziyan's neck, rubbing his face against her delicate features, and whispering in her ear, "Secretary Yang, you dance so well." The warm breath from Zhou Menglong's mouth made Yang Ziyan's body tremble involuntarily. Intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Ziyan gently shook her head, rubbing her delicate face against Zhou Menglong's. While enjoying Zhou Menglong's passion, Yang Ziyan whispered in his ear, "County Chief Zhou, you danced quite well too. I wonder, in your current state, have you thought about your woman?"
Hearing Yang Ziyan's words, Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected her to say such a thing at this time. He gently blew a breath into her small ear before saying, "I've thought about it. But I have a lot of women; I don't know which one Secretary Yang is referring to." Hearing this, Yang Ziyan reached out and pinched Zhou Menglong's shoulder hard before saying, "County Chief Zhou, don't think I can't see it. Wang Hui has been with you for a long time, but I really don't understand why you, with so many women, still have designs on me." Hearing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of amusement, thinking to himself, "You seem quite comfortable with me, don't you?" While thinking this, Zhou Menglong... He didn't show it on his face, but sighed and said, "Secretary Yang, you don't know, I also like you very much. I like you, and I also like Wang Hui. Would you two like to keep me company?" Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, Yang Ziyan's body seemed to tremble again. Under this situation, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. While gently blowing hot breath into Yang Ziyan's ear, he said to her with a slight pant, "Secretary Yang, you should know that your looks are in no way inferior to Wang Hui's. Today is a rare opportunity. If you are willing, we can play a game of 'one dragon and two phoenixes' right here today. Don't you think that's very exciting? Do you want to try it?" Zhou Menglong's words, half-joking and half-serious, can be said to be both offensive and defensive. If Yang Ziyan took it seriously, he could just sit back and enjoy the thrill of the game of 'one dragon and two phoenixes'. If Yang Ziyan got angry, Zhou Menglong could say he was just joking with her, and Yang Ziyan couldn't do anything to him. Moreover, Zhou Menglong vaguely felt that Yang Ziyan didn't seem to resist him, which was why he dared to tease her. However, to Zhou Menglong's surprise, after hearing his words, Yang Ziyan fell silent, only tightening her embrace. Because Yang Ziyan's face was on his shoulder, Zhou Menglong couldn't see what she was thinking. In this situation, the two fell into silence, instead dancing tightly together. Seeing that Yang Ziyan didn't speak, Zhou Menglong knew that his words had resonated with her. In this situation, Zhou Menglong stopped teasing her and, intentionally or unintentionally, began to thrust his increasingly hard and hot member against Yang Ziyan's lower abdomen. Zhou Menglong felt that Yang Ziyan's lower abdomen was so flat and so elastic. His hardness and heat pressed against Yang Ziyan's lower abdomen, just like pressing against a warm sponge, giving him an indescribable feeling of pleasure. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe slightly heavily. Unexpectedly, Yang Ziyan suddenly raised her head, gave him a charming look, and then said sweetly, "County Chief Zhou, you're really confident! You want Wang Hui and me to serve you both? You little rascal, you're dreaming! Do you think I'll agree?" Seeing Yang Ziyan's alluring expression, Zhou Menglong's heart fluttered slightly. In this situation, Zhou Menglong pressed his hard, hot crotch against Yang Ziyan's lower abdomen, causing her to let out a soft moan. Then, he smiled and said to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, look at what you're saying! In this world, there's nothing you can't do, only things you haven't thought of. Wang Hui and you are both so beautiful and charming, so full of allure. I wonder what else in this world could attract my attention more?" Receiving Zhou Menglong's praise, Yang Ziyan seemed to blush slightly. A playful glint appeared in her large, watery eyes, making her look like a shy young girl, completely unlike a mature married woman. Seeing Yang Ziyan's girlish shyness, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of excitement. In this state, he lowered his head and kissed Yang Ziyan's slightly parted, sexy, and thin lips. Yang Ziyan hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to be so bold, especially with Wang Hui still in the next room, and let out a soft gasp. But the gasp was cut short by Zhou Menglong's kiss; he had already pressed his burning lips against Yang Ziyan's crimson lips. At that moment, Yang Ziyan felt the alluring heat emanating from Zhou Menglong. For some reason, she stood there quietly, letting Zhou Menglong cup her delicate face and passionately kiss her sensual lips. Provoked by Zhou Menglong, Yang Ziyan's breathing gradually became heavier. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Yang Ziyan to be so compliant, and he felt a surge of pleasure. Her slightly rapid breathing only fueled his excitement. While still passionately kissing Yang Ziyan's lips, savoring her sweetness and deliciousness, he reached out and, through her clothes, began to caress her back. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, Zhou Menglong could still feel the smooth and delicate skin of Yang Ziyan's back. After a while, Zhou Menglong suddenly stopped what he was doing with his hands and mouth, and instead looked at Yang Ziyan with a smile. Yang Ziyan was now alluring, her large, watery eyes looking at Zhou Menglong as if they were about to spill water. Seeing Zhou Menglong looking at her with a smile, Yang Ziyan's heart skipped a beat. Under these circumstances, as if possessed, Yang Ziyan moved her hot body closer to Zhou Menglong, and placed her soft, boneless hands on his shoulders. After gently licking her lips, Yang Ziyan said in a sweet voice, "County Chief Zhou, what's wrong? Why did you stop?"
She possessed an indescribable charm and cuteness. Seeing Yang Ziyan's tender and affectionate appearance, Zhou Menglong's heart warmed. He stretched out his arm and gently pulled Yang Ziyan into his embrace. After tenderly kissing her delicate face, Zhou Menglong leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Secretary Yang, I know you're not wearing a bra today." Hearing this, Yang Ziyan gave Zhou Menglong a charming look before lowering her head and whispering, "County Chief Zhou, how did you know I wasn't wearing a bra? Let me tell you, I was." Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and raised... He stroked Yang Ziyan's chin, looking at her affectionately, and said, "Secretary Yang, let me tell you, based on my feeling, you definitely aren't wearing a bra. Otherwise, how come I couldn't feel any bra marks when I touched your back?" Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, Yang Ziyan seemed to shift uncomfortably in Zhou Menglong's arms before opening her big, watery eyes and looking at Zhou Menglong, saying, "County Chief Zhou, let me tell you, sometimes your senses can deceive you. I said I was wearing one, so why would I lie to you?" Seeing that Yang Ziyan still wouldn't admit she wasn't wearing a bra, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but reach out a hand towards Yang Ziyan's high and firm breasts. Panting, he said, "Secretary Yang, look at what you're saying. Whether she's wearing a bra or not, I can find out by touching her. There's no need for us to argue about this." At this point, Zhou Menglong paused slightly. When he touched her, he felt a slight hardness; what else could it be but Yang Ziyan's bra? But immediately, Zhou Menglong was greatly intrigued by the bra tightly encasing Yang Ziyan's breasts. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong began to gently caress Yang Ziyan's large, firm breasts, feeling the immense size and elasticity of her breasts, which were too large to grasp with one hand, all contained within the cheongsam. He then said to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, it's really strange. You're really wearing it, but why isn't your bra strapped?" Zhou Menglong's words caused a slight flutter in Yang Ziyan's heart, while the warm, masculine scent emanating from Zhou Menglong's large hands made her feel somewhat flustered and confused. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan involuntarily twisted her body, making her full and firm breasts, tightly wrapped in the cheongsam, even more prominent. She enjoyed the pleasure brought by Zhou Menglong's large hands caressing her full breasts. At the same time, Yang Ziyan raised her head, looking at Zhou Menglong charmingly, but without saying a word. A wave of heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's large hands, passing through the cheongsam tightly wrapped around Yang Ziyan's breasts, reaching her heart and making her feel a tingling sensation deep within her bones. And now, the soft music was playing, while Wang Hui was outside, and she and Zhou Menglong were being intimate—an intimacy that only happened between intimate lovers. A strange feeling welled up in her heart, causing Yang Ziyan to reach out and tightly grasp Zhou Menglong's hand. In the dim light, Yang Ziyan's alluring eyes exuded an indescribable seduction. Looking at her captivating appearance, and feeling her hand grasp his own as he caressed her ample breasts, making his movements on her chest somewhat difficult, Zhou Menglong simply stopped his hand on her breasts and let her hold his. Seeing Zhou Menglong stop, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but feel a slight sense of relief. She didn't know why, but this young man before her seemed to possess a kind of magic. Every time Yang Ziyan saw Zhou Menglong, she felt an irresistible urge to seduce him. Like today, even though she knew Wang Hui was in the next room, Zhou Menglong's teasing still made her heart flutter. Yang Ziyan realized that if she didn't stop Zhou Menglong's advances, her desire might erupt uncontrollably. She couldn't imagine what would happen in that space between her and Zhou Menglong. Now, feeling that Zhou Menglong had finally stopped, Yang Ziyan breathed a long sigh of relief. But at the same time, a faint sense of loss rose in her heart. But immediately, Yang Ziyan's heart tightened. It turned out that although Zhou Menglong had stopped stroking Yang Ziyan's high and firm breasts, his other hand did not stop. Instead, it reached between Yang Ziyan's legs and pressed against the softest and most mysterious triangular area of her body. Then, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong raise his head and look at her provocatively. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, Yang Ziyan could still clearly feel the warm masculine scent emanating from Zhou Menglong's large hand. Moreover, the part of her body that was being aroused was the most sensitive part of her body. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan felt a strange sensation welling up inside her, making her want to moan and cry out loud to express the overwhelming pleasure surging within her. However, she didn't do so, because she knew that if she moaned aloud, her true intentions would be exposed, and she might lose all value in Zhou Menglong's eyes. Yang Ziyan's hand reached out, and Zhou Menglong's annoying hand was pressing against the softest, most secret, and most sensitive part of her body—the slightly raised triangle between her legs. The stimulation made her want to release, but she had to forcefully suppress it. In this situation, a hint of resentment appeared in Yang Ziyan's eyes. Gradually, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's hand, which was pressing against the softest and most mysterious triangle of her body between her legs, grow bolder and begin to caress that area. Waves of tingling sensations emanated from that softest, most sensitive spot, tightly encased in her cheongsam and underwear, sending shivers of pleasure through her. This created a conflict within her. At that moment, Yang Ziyan didn't know whether she should yield to Zhou Menglong and pursue the pleasure she had longed for, or struggle away from him and refuse his advances. This internal conflict caused her to look up at Zhou Menglong, only to see him looking at her provocatively, as if he were certain she wouldn't succumb to his advances. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan gritted her teeth, forcibly suppressing the desire and impulse within her. Instead, she slightly closed her legs, and with one hand, she reached out and tightly grasped Zhou Menglong's large hand, which was caressing the softest and most mysterious part of her body—the slightly raised area between her legs. Now, both of Zhou Menglong's hands were held by Yang Ziyan, and the firmness and strength in her grasp made Zhou Menglong feel her unwavering resolve. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong assumed Yang Ziyan was rejecting him because Wang Hui was outside. He sighed, loosening his grip and ceasing his teasing. Yang Ziyan sensed his disappointment, and a hint of reluctance flickered in her eyes. She looked at Zhou Menglong, then sighed and said, "County Chief Zhou, I'm sorry, please forgive me. Wang Hui is outside. I...I...Although I enjoy being with you, I can't do anything in front of her. I'm sorry, County Chief Zhou, please forgive me." Zhou Menglong sighed, knowing Yang Ziyan wouldn't allow him to do anything under these circumstances. Just then, the music stopped. Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and said, "Secretary Yang, I know your difficulties. I won't blame you. Come on, let's go out for a drink."
Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Yang Ziyan breathed a slight sigh of relief. She glanced at Zhou Menglong, opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated, then nodded and followed him out of the small room prepared for dancers. Outside, Zhou Menglong saw Wang Hui standing there, watching him and Yang Ziyan with a half-smile. Even with Zhou Menglong's thick skin, he couldn't help but blush under Wang Hui's ambiguous gaze. Seeing Yang Ziyan and Zhou Menglong emerge, Wang Hui walked over to Yang Ziyan, took her hand, and whispered, "Secretary Yang, how are you? Have you found that old feeling again?" Wang Hui's words made Yang Ziyan's heart flutter slightly. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan widened her large, watery eyes and looked at Wang Hui, saying, "Wang Hui, what are you saying?" Seeing Yang Ziyan's feigned nonchalance, Wang Hui couldn't help but feel a slight smirk, thinking to herself, "Secretary Yang, don't pretend, I know..." "If County Chief Zhou really wants to conquer you, you can't escape him. You're pretending now, do you think I can't see through you? I wonder what County Chief Zhou has done to you to make your face look so red." Thinking of this, Wang Hui seemed to see Yang Ziyan being held tightly in Zhou Menglong's arms, and Zhou Menglong's large hands stroking Yang Ziyan's thighs, the slightly raised triangle between her legs, and her full and firm breasts. Thinking of this, Wang Hui couldn't help but feel restless. Seeing Yang Ziyan asking her question, Wang Hui sighed and gently took Yang Ziyan's hand, saying softly, "Secretary Yang, I didn't say anything. What I meant was, you must have been quite good at dancing back then, and County Chief Zhou's technique is so good, so that's why I asked if you've found that feeling again." Wang Hui's words didn't mention Zhou Menglong's dancing skills, but only his technique, the implied meaning was self-evident. Hearing Wang Hui say this, Yang Ziyan sighed, looked at Wang Hui, but didn't say anything more. Wang Hui ignored Yang Ziyan and skipped over to Zhou Menglong's side, took his hand, and said loudly, "County Chief Zhou, come on, now it's your turn to dance with me." Zhou Menglong nodded, looked at Yang Ziyan, and after seeing that Yang Ziyan was sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, Zhou Menglong let Wang Hui lead him to the small room, where the soft music started playing again. As soon as they entered the room, Wang Hui couldn't wait any longer and tightly embraced Zhou Menglong. Her full, firm breasts, hidden beneath her clothes, began to rub against Zhou Menglong's body with her movements. She breathed heavily, savoring the pleasure of her body rubbing against his chest, and said, "County Chief Zhou, come, hold me tight. You know, just now, when you and Secretary Yang were in there, thinking about your intimate actions, it really made me feel a little uncomfortable." Hearing Wang Hui's words, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile slightly, reaching out to flick Wang Hui's finger... After pinching Wang Hui's delicate face, he said, "What, you're even jealous of Secretary Yang?" Wang Hui's delicate face flushed slightly. She reached out and slapped Zhou Menglong's hand before softly saying, "Look at what you're saying. I was just thinking that my beloved man is with another woman, even though that woman is Secretary Yang. I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable. But I didn't mean to blame you." Seeing Wang Hui's expression, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat. His already slightly aroused penis, teased by Yang Ziyan, became hard and hot. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong stretched out his arm and pulled Wang Hui into his arms. Without a word, he kissed Wang Hui's sweet lips, and his hands eagerly grabbed one of Wang Hui's full and firm breasts, which was tightly wrapped in her clothes, and began to knead it freely through the fabric. Wang Hui let out a soft moan, her hands involuntarily wrapping tightly around Zhou Menglong's waist. Her mouth opened impatiently, her soft, moist tongue entwining with Zhou Menglong's. Simultaneously, her body twisted, trying to accentuate her breasts, tightly encased in her clothing, in response to Zhou Menglong's actions. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Wang Hui to be so passionate. In this situation, a mischievous thought arose in his mind. His other hand unceremoniously lifted Wang Hui's denim miniskirt, his hand exploring the softest, most mysterious, slightly raised triangle of her body, tightly encased in stockings. Upon touching her, he felt an indescribable silky smoothness, sensing the warmth and moisture of the softest and most mysterious part of Wang Hui's body between her legs. Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. He gently pressed a spot on Wang Hui's body, eliciting a groan from her. Then, he pulled his hand away and held it to Wang Hui's nose, whispering, "Wang Hui, look what you've been doing. You're all wet down there. I think you'll have to change your underwear when you get home." A unique, stimulating fragrance from deep within a woman's body wafted into Wang Hui's nostrils, causing her heart to flutter slightly. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui gave Zhou Menglong a coquettish look before saying, "County Chief Zhou, look at what you're saying. It's all your fault. You and Secretary Yang were making too much noise here, so I couldn't take it anymore." Hearing Wang Hui say this, even Zhou Menglong, with his thick skin, couldn't help but blush. In this situation, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but grab Wang Hui's high, firm breasts, causing her body to tremble. He then chuckled and said, "Wang Hui, isn't that right? Let me tell you, I intentionally made the noise louder, but I didn't expect my Wang Hui to be so easily aroused. But if I tease you a few more times, won't you have to change your underwear every day?" Hearing this, Wang Hui glared at him with her large, watery eyes, then reached out and flicked his already hard and hot penis, saying, "You wish! Do you think you're that attractive?" Although she said this, the alluring desire on her delicate face under the dim light revealed how much she longed and yearned at that moment. Zhou Menglong let out a soft groan, a pained expression appearing on his face. Seeing the expression on Zhou Menglong's face, Wang Hui was startled. Had she really used too much force and hurt him? Wang Hui felt a pang of regret. In this situation, she said to Zhou Menglong with concern, "County Chief Zhou, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" As she spoke, she reached out to check if he was injured. Seeing Wang Hui's concerned expression, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but chuckle. With a slight exertion, he pushed Wang Hui onto the long orange. Then, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he pinned her down. Seeing the wicked smile on Zhou Menglong's face, Wang Hui realized she had been tricked. Instinctively, she tried to resist, but Zhou Menglong's passionate embrace stirred a surge of excitement within her. Her hands, which had initially tried to push him away, instead tightened around him. Zhou Menglong, supporting himself on the long orange with his large hands, concentrated all his strength on his chest, then gently swayed his body, causing his chest to press and massage against Wang Hui's breasts. Waves of youthful, elastic, and fiery energy emanated from Wang Hui's firm, high breasts, tightly encased in her top, causing Zhou Menglong's heart to stir slightly. While enjoying the indescribable sensation from Wang Hui's breasts, Zhou Menglong, slightly panting, asked Wang Hui, "Wang Hui, what were you thinking when you heard me and your Secretary Yang inside?" Wang Hui, pushed onto the long orange by Zhou Menglong, had her large, watery eyes slightly closed, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Wang Hui's eyes widened as she looked at him and said, "County Chief Zhou, why are you asking this? I'm so embarrassed if I don't tell you." Wang Hui's shy, girlish demeanor further aroused Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's body began to writhe more intensely, bringing Wang Hui even greater pleasure before he breathlessly said to her, "Wang Hui, good Wang Hui, my dear Wang Hui, now it's just the two of us here, what else do you want to worry about?""Hey, come on, tell your big brother, he loves hearing you talk." Wang Hui groaned, comfortably stretching her body out, enjoying the pleasure Zhou Menglong's body brought her, and panting, "County Chief Zhou, it's nothing much. When I heard your voices inside, I was thinking, if I were the one under you, how wonderful that would be! I would definitely die of pleasure." Wang Hui felt that as soon as she spoke, Zhou Menglong's already hard and thick penis became even thicker. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui realized... She let out a soft moan, then twisted her body, responding to Zhou Menglong's friction and pressure. She gasped, "I was thinking, your big hands, caressing my small breasts, squeezing them hard, your other hand between my legs, tightly clamped between them... how comfortable that would feel!" As she spoke, Wang Hui closed her eyes, recounting her thoughts after overhearing Zhou Menglong and Yang Ziyan together. As she spoke, she became immersed in her sexual fantasies, a strange feeling rising within her, causing her body to gradually heat up. At this moment, Wang Hui felt her restless heart stirring again. Zhou Menglong listened to Wang Hui's sweet voice, gradually entering her inner world as she narrated, finding it incredibly stimulating. So, Zhou Menglong was no longer satisfied with merely enjoying the pleasure from Wang Hui's firm, high breasts, which were tightly encased in her blouse. He shifted his body, lowered his head, and buried it deep between her towering breasts, beginning his movements there. As soon as he buried his head between Wang Hui's breasts, Zhou Menglong felt a faint milky scent wafting through the thin blouse, permeating the air and tempting his senses. He greedily inhaled this slightly sweaty, milky scent, rubbing his face between Wang Hui's breasts, savoring their firmness and elasticity. Even through the clothes and bra, Zhou Menglong could feel that in just a few days, Wang Hui's youthful breasts seemed to have grown even larger, giving him an even firmer and larger sensation. The thought that Wang Hui's breasts might have grown larger under his caresses and kneading filled Zhou Menglong with excitement. He unconsciously rubbed his head even harder against Wang Hui's chest, his hot breath escaping through his nose and mouth, seeping through the clothes that tightly covered Wang Hui's high and firm breasts, landing on her pair of snow-white peaks. Stimulated by this, Wang Hui couldn't help but moan softly. As she moaned, she unconsciously reached out and pressed her hands against Zhou Menglong's head, pressing it towards her breasts, trying to make the contact between his head and her breasts even closer, to intensify the pleasure she felt. Meanwhile, Wang Hui kept thrusting her breasts towards Zhou Menglong's head, matching his movements to his, allowing him to more realistically feel the pleasure and love surging within her. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui felt the impulse and desire within her gradually becoming uncontrollable; she wanted Zhou Menglong's already hard and hot penis to penetrate her body and bring her to an unprecedented climax. Wang Hui remembered that Yang Ziyan was outside the room, and she had just heard Yang Ziyan and Zhou Menglong's intimate sounds inside. Similarly, Yang Ziyan could hear what she and Zhou Menglong were doing inside. Thinking of this, Wang Hui forcibly restrained her emotions, allowing Zhou Menglong's head to arch between her breasts. Zhou Menglong felt that Wang Hui's body was gradually becoming hot under his teasing, knowing that Wang Hui beneath him was already aroused. The gradually accumulating pleasure within him made Zhou Menglong somewhat distracted. In this state, he couldn't help but move his body again. After gliding over Wang Hui's flat stomach, Zhou Menglong brought his lips to the softest and most mysterious triangle between Wang Hui's legs. A unique, deep fragrance emanated from the depths of her body, causing Zhou Menglong to inhale deeply. He pressed his face against the slightly raised triangle between Wang Hui's legs, tightly encased in stockings, still radiating heat. Wang Hui could no longer help but moan, her head swaying from side to side. At that moment, Wang Hui felt that Zhou Menglong's teasing brought her endless pleasure. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui involuntarily raised her plump buttocks slightly, bringing the slightly raised triangle area between her legs, tightly encased in stockings, into closer contact with Zhou Menglong's face. At the same time, Wang Hui's thighs involuntarily bent, causing the groin of her thighs to rub against Zhou Menglong's face. A strange sensation surged through her, causing a slightly dazed look to appear in Wang Hui's eyes. In this state, Wang Hui felt a wave of pleasure surging through her body, making her even more restless. Her hands, as if having nowhere to go, tightly gripped the edge of his long, slender penis to prevent herself from losing control in a moment of impulse. Zhou Menglong fully felt the elasticity and heat of the softest and most mysterious triangle of Wang Hui's body, tightly encased in stockings, between her legs. Furthermore, the subtle fragrance emanating from deep within her body wafted from the stockings, assaulting his nostrils and stimulating his senses. Under this stimulation, Zhou Menglong involuntarily turned his head, positioning his lips against the alluring crevice between Wang Hui's legs. Then, he took a deep breath and forcefully blew into that crevice. A burst of incredibly hot air shot from Zhou Menglong's mouth, penetrating the stockings and panties that bound Wang Hui's legs, and entering her body. A sudden, unprecedented stimulation and sensation caused Wang Hui to cry out involuntarily. She sat up abruptly, looking down to see Zhou Menglong's head tirelessly moving between her legs, exploring her most sensitive area. A blush crept across Wang Hui's face, and she instinctively reached out and gently stroked Zhou Menglong's head, her gesture both encouraging and loving, like a mother watching her mischievous child. Only when the music stopped did Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong snap out of their passion. After exchanging glances, they held hands and went outside. Seeing the two emerge, Yang Ziyan let out a soft sigh, feigning relief. Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui exchanged a glance, understanding the reason for Yang Ziyan's expression. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui pulled Zhou Menglong's hand and led him to Yang Ziyan's side, helping him sit down. She then sat down next to him, effectively sandwiching Zhou Menglong between them. This was intentional on Wang Hui's part. As soon as Zhou Menglong sat down, he felt his body pressed tightly against Yang Ziyan's, their outer thighs pressed together. At this moment, Zhou Menglong was like a sandwich, caught between Wang Hui and Yang Ziyan. He could smell the delicate fragrance emanating from them, hear their almost inaudible breaths, and feel their fiery bodies. Zhou Menglong almost doubted if he was dreaming. He felt Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui pressed tightly against him, and this sensual scene made him realize that his long-held desire might be fulfilled tonight. The thought of his two alluring bodies being at his disposal stirred a surge of desire within him, and his breathing grew heavier. Suddenly, Yang Ziyan felt the outside of one of Zhou Menglong's thighs pressed against hers...Surprisingly, Yang Ziyan showed no resistance whatsoever. On the contrary, she picked up the remote control and pretended to watch TV nonchalantly. However, her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner turmoil. Wang Hui felt herself and Yang Ziyan flanking Zhou Menglong, and a strange feeling welled up inside her, making her heart pound. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui bent down, pretending to pick up some fruit from the table, and secretly observed Yang Ziyan. Wang Hui saw that Yang Ziyan's alluring eyes were pretending to be nonchalant while staring at the TV screen, but a burning gaze was hidden deep within them. If Wang Hui hadn't deliberately wanted to see Yang Ziyan's expression at that moment, it would have been difficult to notice. Seeing the burning desire on Yang Ziyan's face, Wang Hui felt a surge of confidence. Moreover, the pleasure Zhou Menglong had given her during his teasing hadn't completely dissipated. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui reached out and, taking advantage of Yang Ziyan's inattention, placed her hand on the outside of Zhou Menglong's thigh, stroking it. As she stroked Zhou Menglong, Wang Hui's large, watery eyes widened, watching him with great interest, eager to see his reaction. Yang Ziyan was also secretly observing Zhou Menglong. Ever since Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui entered that room, for some reason, Yang Ziyan couldn't calm down. One moment she was thinking about the time she and Zhou Menglong were in the room, and the feeling of immense pleasure she had experienced when his hard and hot penis was thrusting against the softest and most mysterious part of her body between her legs. The next moment she was wondering what would happen after Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong entered the room. As she thought about it, Yang Ziyan's heart began to race, and her heart pounded like that of a young girl in the throes of first love. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but feel flustered. Soon after, the sounds of Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui's heavy breathing filled the room. These sounds further aroused Yang Ziyan. She hadn't expected Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui to dare do such a thing right under her nose. A feeling she couldn't explain arose within her; she wanted to ignore the sounds, but they seemed to possess a magical power, deeply attracting her. As the moans grew louder, Yang Ziyan's heart began to stir. In this state, images of Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui being intimate flashed before her eyes. Thinking of these images, Yang Ziyan felt a strange urge, and one hand unconsciously reached between her legs to the softest, most mysterious triangle of her body, wanting to experience the pleasure she felt. Seeing Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong emerge from the room, Yang Ziyan inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing Wang Hui's flushed face and lingering desire, Yang Ziyan felt a strange sensation rise within her. Under these circumstances, she could only pretend to be nonchalant, watching the television, but her heart was churning with turbulent emotions. Now, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's thigh resting against hers. The hot, masculine scent emanating from his thigh made her heart pound. The ambiguous feeling made her almost want to escape, lest she do something inappropriate when she couldn't bear it anymore. However, Zhou Menglong was simply too handsome, and Yang Ziyan was reluctant to leave behind the alluring masculine scent emanating from him. Therefore, she gritted her teeth and sat down beside him, a burning desire appearing in her large, watery eyes. A warm, alluring scent emanated from Yang Ziyan's thighs, stirring Zhou Menglong's desire. Unable to resist, Zhou Menglong shifted his thighs, savoring the full, firm feel of Yang Ziyan's thighs while secretly glancing at her, trying to gauge her reaction. At the same time, Zhou Menglong felt Wang Hui's small hand gently caressing the outside of his thigh. Sensing this, Zhou Menglong gritted his teeth and, taking advantage of Yang Ziyan's inattention, secretly slipped his hand behind Wang Hui's back, placing it on her full buttocks and caressing them. While enjoying the amazing elasticity of Wang Hui's full buttocks, Zhou Menglong observed Yang Ziyan's reaction. Seeing that Yang Ziyan only trembled slightly after his teasing and continued watching TV nonchalantly, Zhou Menglong grew bolder. Under these circumstances, his other hand reached out and explored Yang Ziyan's thigh. The moment he touched her thigh, Zhou Menglong was slightly aroused by the firm yet elastic feel emanating from it. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong...She knew she might do something outrageous when she couldn't take it anymore, but Zhou Menglong was just too handsome. Yang Ziyan was reluctant to give up the alluring masculine scent emanating from him. So, she gritted her teeth and sat down beside him, a burning desire flickering in her large, watery eyes. A warm, captivating scent emanated from Yang Ziyan's thighs, stirring Zhou Menglong's desire. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't resist shifting his thighs, savoring the full, firm feel of Yang Ziyan's thighs while secretly observing her, trying to gauge her reaction. Meanwhile, Zhou Menglong felt Wang Hui's small hand on the outside of his thigh, gently caressing it. Sensing this, Zhou Menglong gritted his teeth and, taking advantage of Yang Ziyan's inattention, secretly slipped his hand behind Wang Hui and placed it on her full buttocks, caressing them. While enjoying the amazing elasticity of Wang Hui's buttocks, Zhou Menglong observed Yang Ziyan's reaction. Seeing that Yang Ziyan only trembled slightly after his teasing and continued watching TV nonchalantly, Zhou Menglong grew bolder. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's other hand reached out and explored Yang Ziyan's thigh. Upon touching Yang Ziyan's thigh, Zhou Menglong was slightly aroused by the firm and elastic feel emanating from it. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong...She knew she might do something outrageous when she couldn't take it anymore, but Zhou Menglong was just too handsome. Yang Ziyan was reluctant to give up the alluring masculine scent emanating from him. So, she gritted her teeth and sat down beside him, a burning desire flickering in her large, watery eyes. A warm, captivating scent emanated from Yang Ziyan's thighs, stirring Zhou Menglong's desire. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't resist shifting his thighs, savoring the full, firm feel of Yang Ziyan's thighs while secretly observing her, trying to gauge her reaction. Meanwhile, Zhou Menglong felt Wang Hui's small hand on the outside of his thigh, gently caressing it. Sensing this, Zhou Menglong gritted his teeth and, taking advantage of Yang Ziyan's inattention, secretly slipped his hand behind Wang Hui and placed it on her full buttocks, caressing them. While enjoying the amazing elasticity of Wang Hui's buttocks, Zhou Menglong observed Yang Ziyan's reaction. Seeing that Yang Ziyan only trembled slightly after his teasing and continued watching TV nonchalantly, Zhou Menglong grew bolder. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's other hand reached out and explored Yang Ziyan's thigh. Upon touching Yang Ziyan's thigh, Zhou Menglong was slightly aroused by the firm and elastic feel emanating from it. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong...

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