[Urban] The City of Desire is Sealed (Complete) - 5

Chapter 35 Springtime Charm

Upon entering, Jiang Shaoqing spoke without a word, his actions speaking louder than words. His fiery lips pressed against Guan Yifang's delicate neck, his tongue lightly licking her small, exquisite earlobe, gently kissing it with the tip of his tongue. A woman's ear is one of the most sensitive parts, and as he sucked and licked it, Guan Yifang felt a tingling sensation rise in her heart.

Her body trembled, letting out a soft moan as she became limp and powerless, leaning weakly into Jiang Shaoqing's arms. Her already flushed face turned even redder, as beautiful and alluring as a blooming peony, making one's mouth water. Her shoulder-length hair was black and smooth, her cheeks flushed as if painted with rouge, her eyes filled with desire, and her bright red lips slightly parted.

Jiang Shaoqing felt the fire of desire within him rising rapidly. He gently licked Guan Yifang's slender, smooth neck with his tongue. Guan Yifang, nestled in his arms, tilted her head back, her small mouth slightly open, letting out soft moans. Her full, round breasts rose and fell with her breath.

Guan Yifang's skin was well-maintained, soft and delicate. The wonderful touch and sweet fragrance intoxicated him, and he gradually pressed his tongue against her two rosy, delicate, and moist cherry lips. Her jade cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes seemed to drip with water.

Jiang Shaoqing's fiery tongue moved within Guan Yifang's fragrant lips, arousing an uncontrollable desire in her. She also extended her delicate tongue, actively entwining it with his, teasing each other, sucking each other's saliva, enjoying the wonderful pleasure, and at the same time, igniting waves of uncontrollable desire within them.

Jiang Shaoqing's large hand slipped inside her clothes, caressing her delicate, smooth skin. It felt like silk, soft and supple to the touch. He firmly grasped Guan Yifang's firm, erect breasts through her Chanel black lingerie bra, stroking and kneading them. He passionately reached inside her Chanel black lingerie bra, caressing and kneading her full, white, and incredibly elastic breasts.

Guan Yifang breathed heavily, her breath sweet and fragrant. Her proud, white breasts rose and fell with her breath, reflecting a shimmering white light. The two erect, pink nipples on her breasts were slightly upturned, seemingly vying for beauty with her alluring face. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were languid, and she breathed heavily, savoring the tingling, soft pleasure.

The passionate kiss lasted for a while, and Guan Yifang's breathing gradually quickened, ripples of tingling sensation spreading between their bodies. Just then, Guan Yifang forcefully pushed Jiang Shaoqing away. Her pretty face was flushed with a fiery red glow, her beautiful eyes shimmering with alluring passion. She fanned herself with her hand under her nose and said coquettishly, "You're filthy, I need to take a shower first."

Stopped at the crucial moment, Jiang Shaoqing was extremely frustrated, but he could only nod helplessly to his beauty's request. Reluctantly, he released her sexy and alluring body, watching her graceful figure sway like a lotus leaf in the wind as she walked towards the bathroom. With the sway of her supple waist, the two beautiful, protruding peaks on her breasts trembled slightly, possessing a breathtaking beauty.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Jiang Shaoqing lay on the bed, practically stripped down to his underwear, anxiously waiting, Guan Yifang finally finished showering. She gracefully emerged from the bathroom, draped in a towel, her full, firm breasts and long, shapely legs partially exposed. Her skin, fresh from the shower, was fair and rosy, like a lotus emerging from water, even more alluring and delicate.

Jiang Shaoqing felt a surge of excitement. Guan Yifang smiled sweetly at him, her clear, spring-like eyes gleaming with a playful smirk: "I've already showered, you should too!"

Jiang Shaoqing immediately made a face and said, "No need! It's the same if I shower after we're done."

Guan Yifang gave Jiang Shaoqing a charming glare and said coquettishly, "No way! We've been playing all night, aren't you dirty?"

"Okay, I'll go right away."

With that, he quickly went into the bathroom, his desire already burning beneath her beauty!

After a quick shower, Jiang Shaoqing emerged from the bedroom, wrapped only in a bath towel. He saw Guan Yifang lying on the bed, her beautiful body covered only by a thin towel. Her skin was smooth and white, like cream, without a single blemish. Her lotus-root-like arms were delicate, white, and evenly smooth, as if carved from ivory jade, crystal clear. Her long, shapely legs were snow-white and sensual; one could imagine the intoxicating pleasure of their movement.

The towel accentuated her perfect profile, her pert breasts proudly raised. Her slender waist, slightly upturned buttocks, and rounded curves created a seamless and graceful silhouette. The hem of the towel couldn't conceal the lingering allure of her shapely buttocks, her full, rounded thighs gleaming like flawless, creamy white jade, her calves beautifully sculpted. Crystal clear, smooth, white as jade, long and silky, they were captivating and alluring. Her almost naked, alluring body, illuminated by the lamplight, exuded a captivating charm, enough to make any man fall for her.

Jiang Shaoqing's eyes burned with intense desire. He strode to Guan Yifang, gently lifting the towel covering her body. Instantly, his eyes were dazzled, his blood surging, and his mind reeling.

A flawless, beautiful body was laid bare before him. Her entire body was snow-white and flawless, her dazzlingly white skin smooth as silk. Her exquisite, undulating curves made her body seem boneless and soft as cotton. Her goddess-like, holy, and perfect body was like a snow lotus flower, so beautiful and delicate.

Especially striking were the two proudly erect breasts of the stunningly beautiful woman, their delicate tips adorned with small, exquisite, and lovely rosy nipples, radiating a captivating glow. These, combined with the alluring pink areolas, resembled two tender flower buds, shyly swaying and pleadingly gazing at his lecherous gaze.

Guan Yifang's face flushed, her beauty unparalleled, her alluring, pitiful demeanor igniting Jiang Shaoqing's lust. His hands couldn't resist roaming over her body, reaching for her alluring, high breasts, kneading and caressing them.

Jiang Shaoqing inhaled the unique fragrance of a mature woman, his eyes darting around her delicate body. Admiring her beautiful form, he chuckled mischievously, "My little darling, you've mesmerized me! I wish I could devour you." Guan Yifang

hooked her lotus-root-like, snow-white arms around Jiang Shaoqing's neck, her captivating eyes burning with passion, and said in a sweet voice, "Then hurry up and devour me."

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled, pressing himself against her fragrant, tender body, kissing her rosy cheeks, and then pressing his lips to her two red, tender lips. Because of the passionate kisses and caresses before, Guan Yifang's passion was instantly aroused; her body burned, writhing like a snake.

Jiang Shaoqing's tongue, as nimble as a fish, gently parted her lips, intertwining with hers. A surge of saliva welled up from beneath her tongue, and both felt a jolt of electricity. Their tongues entwined, sucking at each other, unwilling to part.

His hands began to knead Guan Yifang's full, firm breasts wantonly. Guan Yifang abandoned all restraint, passionately responding to Jiang Shaoqing's movements. Her lips parted slightly, emitting soft moans and gasps, occasionally letting out a few heart-stirring screams of pleasure.

"Come on! I can't take it anymore!"

Guan Yifang's fair, delicate cheeks were flushed a vibrant red, radiating spring-like allure. Her lips, like flower petals, parted repeatedly, her breath sweet as orchids, her eyes alluring, emitting soft moans, almost sobbing. She took the initiative, having long since abandoned her usual reserve and elegance, revealing her wanton nature on the bed like a little harlot.

As Jiang Shaoqing kneaded her soft, pert breasts, a tingling, electric pleasure gradually intensified, penetrating her heart and mind, causing her whole body to tremble and soften. Jiang Shaoqing's hands continued to caress her body, sending ripples of delicate red, like pollen, across her skin.

"Ah... um..."

Guan Yifang's delicate face flushed crimson, her lips parted slightly, and she let out a shy, soft moan, a captivating tremor.

Jiang Shaoqing's desire surged instantly, completely intoxicated by this alluring embrace. He couldn't resist pressing himself against her fragrant, tender body, kissing her red, soft lips once more, sucking and kissing, his tongue entwined with hers. A gift!

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Jiang Shaoqing closed his eyes, inhaling the alluring scent of flesh, tirelessly licking and sucking Guan Yifang's breasts, occasionally taking her cherry-like nipples into his mouth for a gentle suckling. Feeling Jiang Shaoqing's hot lips press against her tender breasts, Guan Yifang let out a passionate moan. She deeply felt Jiang Shaoqing's infatuation with her, and she happily embraced his head, letting him kiss her proud, full breasts.

Hearing Guan Yifang's incredibly seductive moans, Jiang Shaoqing's desire burned even brighter. He looked up at Guan Yifang; her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her breath coming in short gasps, and her hands were gripping the sheets beneath her with uncontrollable urges. Seeing Guan Yifang's alluring appearance, Jiang Shaoqing could no longer restrain himself. Just as they were about to engage in a deeper level of intimacy, Guan Yifang whispered in his ear

, "Stop, Shaoqing!" and gently pushed Jiang Shaoqing off her. "What's wrong?" Jiang Shaoqing, his hands on the bed, leaned over Guan Yifang with overwhelming force, panting in confusion, "Listen, it sounds like a door is opening outside." Guan Yifang turned her head to look at the closed door, lowering her voice. Jiang Shaoqing listened intently and indeed heard the sound of the security door opening. He had always been the only one with the house key, and hearing that sound late at night, the first thing that popped into Jiang Shaoqing's mind was, "A thief!" The sudden appearance of a thief at this crucial moment infuriated Jiang Shaoqing. He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, thieves these days are too bold! Can't they see the lights are still on? Since you're so ungrateful, let's see how your master teaches you a lesson tonight." He angrily picked up the bath towel from the floor, draped it around his waist, and stormed out. Through the light from the living room window, Jiang Shaoqing saw a petite, dark figure standing in the doorway. He shouted, "Who's there!" Unexpectedly, the person didn't panic and try to rush out as he expected. Instead, they fumbled for the light switch on the wall and turned it on. In an instant, the thief's true form was revealed. The thief was wearing a pink low-cut halter dress, her breasts seemingly about to burst out, revealing most of her round, full breasts and creating a small cleavage. A pair of long, smooth, and beautiful legs were exposed, the black stockings making her legs appear even more alluring. Most of her thighs were round and smooth, even more tempting. She wore extremely high-end, exquisite suede strappy black stiletto heels, perfectly complementing her legs and highlighting the smooth, beautiful curves of her feet. Her entire attire, combined with her slender and graceful figure, her delicate waist, her shapely breasts, her beautiful neck, and her fair skin, made her appear even more charming and radiant. "It's you." Jiang Shaoqing's astonished expression indicated that the person before him was someone he recognized, someone he never expected. It turned out that the thief Jiang Shaoqing had seen was the same drunkard who had rescued the damsel in distress last time. Wang Bixuan's expression remained calm as she smiled at Jiang Shaoqing, saying, "Surprised? Unexpected, aren't you!" She then noticed that he had a towel wrapped around his waist, his body half-naked, his well-built muscles glistening with tiny water droplets, his slightly dark bronze skin exuding masculine charm, and his two prominent pectoral muscles—an physique comparable to any world-class male model. Her beautiful eyes widened, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and her heart stirred with a secret intoxication and a strange flutter. "How did you get in?" Jiang Shaoqing ignored her lecherous gaze and glared at her angrily. How could he not be suspicious and angry that a girl who had only been to his house once could enter his home so freely? Wang Bixuan looked Jiang Shaoqing up and down, her eyes flashing with an ambiguous light, and said with feigned composure, "You're dressed like that, it's hardly proper to treat a guest!" "I didn't treat you as a guest. You stand there and don't move, wait for me to come back." Although she said that, Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but blush after being scolded like that. Facing a young girl, his attire as a grown man was truly indecent. At this moment, Guan Yifang, who had simply put on some clothes, was standing at the door. She looked at the fashionable, sexy, and charming young woman and said with a tone of jealousy and surprise, "Shaoqing, who is she?" "I don't know either." Jiang Shaoqing said, and then closed the door to get dressed. Wang Bixuan wasn't so obedient to Jiang Shaoqing, standing there quietly. She walked into the living room, gazing at Guan Yifang, whose fair face still radiated with lingering spring fever, and said with an ambiguous smile, "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm bothering you." Guan Yifang's pretty face quickly flushed red. She awkwardly fiddled with her hair to hide her embarrassment, then stepped forward and said with a sheepish smile, "Little sister, what's your relationship with Shaoqing?" Although Wang Bixuan was dressed rather maturely, anyone with eyes could tell that she was definitely under eighteen. Wang Bixuan sat naturally on the sofa, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at Guan Yifang, and playfully smiled, "Anyway, I'm not that kind of person." Then, she smiled shyly, "Sister, you can just call me Bixuan. Bi is the 'Bi' of jade, and Xuan is the 'Xuan' of daylily." Guan Yifang blushed, but quickly recovered, not angry at Wang Bixuan's teasing. She smiled, "It's a nice name. By the way, it's so late, why aren't you home? What are you doing at Shaoqing's house?" Wang Bixuan's face darkened slightly, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, as if she harbored unspeakable bitterness. Guan Yifang wondered, could it be that she ran away from home after a fight with her family? But why did she choose Shaoqing's house? What was their relationship? It didn't seem like they were related. Otherwise, why would Shaoqing say he didn't know who she was? Jiang Shaoqing casually threw on a set of loungewear and came out. He immediately saw Wang Bixuan sitting on the sofa without any restraint, seemingly oblivious to everyone around her. He was instantly annoyed again. He walked up to her and snapped, "I told you to stand at the door! How did you get in?" "Was I tired? Why are you yelling at me?" Wang Bixuan said, looking aggrieved, almost on the verge of tears. A woman's soft heart softened, and Guan Yifang couldn't help but step forward to defend her, saying, "Shaoqing, how could you treat this young lady like that?" A sly smile appeared on Wang Bixuan's face, which Guan Yifang couldn't see due to the angle. Jiang Shaoqing was speechless with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, then tell me how you got into my house!" Wang Bixuan took out a bunch of keys from her small bag and waved them, saying, "Have you forgotten? These are the ones you gave me last time!"

Guan Yifang looked at Jiang Shaoqing with a puzzled expression, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. She thought to herself, "Didn't you just say you didn't know me? Why did you give me the key again? You haven't given me one in all this time.

" Jiang Shaoqing glanced at Guan Yifang's strange expression, then snatched the key from her hand, examined it closely, and then widened his eyes, questioning Wang Bixuan, "When did you steal my house key?"

Wang Bixuan blinked her charming eyes, looking innocent, and said, "I didn't! You clearly gave it to me yourself, Brother Qing! You said it would be convenient for me to come and go when I can't go home."

Jiang Shaoqing got goosebumps from her calling him "Brother Qing," and shouted, "Stop! Who told you to call me that?"

Then he snorted coldly, saying, "You little brat, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll teach you a lesson."

Guan Yifang, who was listening in, was completely confused by their conversation. One said yes, the other said no; she couldn't tell who was telling the truth. Logically, she believed Jiang Shaoqing was more likely to be involved than Wang Bixuan, but in reality, she felt that Jiang Shaoqing definitely had some special relationship with Wang Bixuan.

If Jiang Shaoqing knew how fragrant Guan Yifang was, she wondered if he would be furious. If there was any special relationship, it would probably only be spending a night in the same bed!

Chapter 37: The Witch Bixuan

"Brother Shaoqing, are you doing this on purpose because you're afraid that sister will misunderstand that there's something unspeakable between us?"

Wang Bixuan blinked her clear and beautiful eyes and said coquettishly, but inwardly she was laughing her head off. Serves you right for talking to me so loudly.

"You brat, who has anything unspeakable between us?"

Jiang Shaoqing shouted decisively, but involuntarily recalled the night he had unknowingly held her and slept until dawn.

"Shaoqing, what exactly is your relationship with her?"

Guan Yifang couldn't help but ask softly. "I have no relationship with her whatsoever,"

Jiang Shaoqing immediately replied. "Sister, Brother Shaoqing is lying,"

Wang Bixuan pouted. Just as Jiang Shaoqing was about to yell at her, a cunning look suddenly appeared on her face, and she giggled, "Actually, I'm his half-sister."

Jiang Shaoqing's expression turned dumbfounded, his mouth forming a big "O." Guan Yifang suddenly understood, as if she finally understood why Jiang Shaoqing treated Wang Bixuan this way. She thought to herself, half-siblings can't possibly have a good relationship.

The problem was that Jiang Shaoqing had never told her about his family, and everyone's first impression was that a little sister wouldn't talk about such things so casually.

"Brother, don't hide it anymore. Sister's not an outsider anyway."

Wang Bixuan's eyes sparkled, her bright, beautiful eyes fixed on him. Jiang Shaoqing, snapping out of his daze, immediately reached out to grab her, but Wang Bixuan, as if anticipating his move, darted away from the other end of the sofa, turning back with a grin as she went, saying, "Sister, I'm going to take a shower first. You two can chat."

With that, she slipped straight into the bathroom.

Jiang Shaoqing, his face flushed with anger, rushed over and pounded on the door, yelling, "You brat, open the door!"

Unfortunately, no matter how much he knocked, the person inside pretended not to hear, ignoring him completely, and even deliberately turned on the water and hummed a popular tune. "Hmph, now you know how powerful I am! Go ahead and mess around! Wash, wash, wash, wash, wash..."

Although Wang Bixuan said they could chat slowly, Guan Yifang felt it would be awkward to stay any longer. What was supposed to be a pleasant time had been ruined by a little girl, which was already unbearable. Now, the siblings were having a fight, and she felt she shouldn't stay any longer, especially as an outsider with an unclear relationship.

Guan Yifang apologized to Jiang Shaoqing, "Shaoqing, I think I should go back first!"

Jiang Shaoqing stopped knocking and turned around, asking in confusion, "Why?"

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, he said, "Actually, I really have nothing to do with that brat inside. You don't need to pay any attention to her nonsense."

Guan Yifang rolled her eyes at him and sighed, "Anyway, I'll go back first tonight."

With that, ignoring Jiang Shaoqing's attempts to persuade her to stay, she went into the room.

Jiang Shaoqing wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, slumping listlessly onto the sofa, his anger subsiding considerably. After calming down and thinking for a moment, he thought, "You brat, you dare ruin my plans! Just wait until you come out and I'll teach you a lesson! You think I'm easy to bully? Don't take my weakness for granted!

" "I'm leaving now,"

Guan Yifang, having just changed her clothes, walked over and kissed him on the forehead, flashing a rare, sweet, and warm smile. "Don't be angry. Talk to your sister properly. I'm leaving."

Jiang Shaoqing put his arm around her slender waist, forcing a wry smile. "I'll take you home!"

Guan Yifang removed his hand, turning back with a smile. "No need, I can take the bus myself."

With that, she strolled leisurely towards the door.

Jiang Shaoqing sipped his canned cola, his eyes idly shifting between watching TV and glancing towards the bathroom. After waiting anxiously for over half an hour, Wang Bixuan finally emerged unhurriedly. Wearing a snow-white t-shirt and denim shorts, the girl's slender and beautiful curves were faintly visible, her breasts high and firm, her legs long and slender, round and graceful, her waist so thin it seemed one could encircle it with a single hand. Her beautiful eyes, like black grapes, were like a pool of crystal spring water, clear and transparent, captivatingly charming. A blush like pollen rose on her pure and charming face, paired with her rosy and tender cherry lips, delicate and exquisite nose, and beautiful and charming chin, making her appear gentle and charming.

Jiang Shaoqing thought angrily, "You brat! You think this is your own home? You even brought a change of clothes." It must be said that after bathing, Wang Bixuan, dressed in an outfit inappropriate for her age, was even more lovely and beautiful.

"Is this how a brother looks at his sister?"

Wang Bixuan's pretty face flushed red. She glared at him, then her beautiful face blossomed into a radiant smile. Jiang Shaoqing's 'old face' couldn't help but turn red again. He suppressed his anger and calmly beckoned to her, saying, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

Wang Bixuan stared at him in surprise, a little scared, and said, "You're not going to hit me, are you?"

Jiang Shaoqing rolled his eyes at her and said, "Then are you coming over or not?"

Wang Bixuan gave a soft snort, walked to the single sofa next to Jiang Shaoqing, and sat down, smiling as she said: "Who's afraid of who! If you dare do anything to me, I'll scream for help and I'll rape you!"

Jiang Shaoqing laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "I'll rape you, little sister? Are you kidding me!"

Then he looked her up and down, and said with a forced smile, "With your figure, how does it resemble a woman?"

Wang Bixuan's fair face flushed red at his words. She bit her lip and glanced at him, saying coquettishly, "How am I not like a woman?"

Her figure was indeed not as good as Guan Yifang's, but for Jiang Shaoqing to say that she didn't resemble a woman was indeed a bit outrageous.

With her fair and delicate skin, curvaceous figure, and youthful charm and beauty, Jiang Shaoqing had reason to believe that given time, the young girl in front of him would be qualified to rival his future wife, Zhao Lingshan.

That's what he thought, but Jiang Shaoqing deliberately couldn't help but laugh and said, "Woman, do you know what a woman is? A woman, a woman is like this... like this..."

He gestured with his hands to indicate the curves of a woman's figure.

Wang Bixuan's pretty face flushed red, a layer of embarrassment rising in her beautiful eyes. She said angrily, "You're shallow, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Damn it, why did I say all this to her? Jiang Shaoqing coughed lightly and said seriously, "Alright, tell me why you came to my house in the middle of the night? And when did you steal my house key?"

"What do you mean, the middle of the night? It's only a quarter past midnight."

Wang Bixuan glanced at the wall clock and said sweetly, "Don't deliberately change the subject, just tell me. Otherwise, I'll kick you out right now."

Jiang Shaoqing glared at her and said in a deep voice. Wang Bixuan glanced at him sideways, noticing that Jiang Shaoqing had an imposing aura that made people afraid to resist. She pouted her red lips and murmured, "Just tell me, why are you being so scary?"

Then she smiled sweetly and said, "I'm really thirsty, how about I drink a beverage first?"

She then headed towards the refrigerator.

"You want me to kick you out?"

Jiang Shaoqing sneered. "Fine, I've said it, okay?"

Wang Bixuan's beautiful eyes revealed a pitiful tenderness as she gazed at Jiang Shaoqing and said, "I don't want to go home."

"Anything else?"

Jiang Shaoqing looked at her coldly and said, "Oh, you mean the keys! The ones you use when you go back to get my money."

Wang Bixuan's pretty face showed a cute smile as she said, "Looks like I should consider taking you to the police station."

Jiang Shaoqing pondered for a moment and said, "Okay! But it's best to take you tomorrow, otherwise it'll be dawn by the time you finish giving your statement."

Wang Bixuan glanced at him fearfully, then smiled and said, "I initially thought Wang Bixuan was scared, but it turns out this girl was deliberately teasing me." He said coldly, "I don't think we need to wait until tomorrow, I'll call 110 now."

He picked up his phone.

Wang Bixuan answered the call and pleaded in a sweet voice, "Brother Shaoqing, I'm scared, okay?"

A hint of triumph appeared on Jiang Shaoqing's face, as if he had won a battle. He replied with a cold expression, "We're not close enough for you to call me that. Also, you can tell me your name now!"

Frustrated, he realized she already knew his name, but he had no idea what the brat's name was. He felt a sense of defeat.

Wang Bixuan feigned surprise, "You don't know? I thought you already knew!"

She smiled charmingly and sweetly, saying, "I'll only say it once, don't forget, my name is Wang Bixuan, Wang, not Huang, Bi as in jade, Xuan as in daylily. You can call me Xuanxuan, or you can call me Bixuan. But remember not to call me 'brat' or 'stinky girl' again." (

Chapter 38 Intimate Contact)

Jiang Shaoqing was almost speechless with anger at the little devil. After staring intently at Wang Bixuan for a while, he said calmly, "Wang Bi..." "Xuan, if you don't want to go home, you don't need to come to my house, a grown man's house!"

Wang Bixuan blinked her big, almond-shaped eyes and said coquettishly, "I told you you can call me Biyao Huoxuanxuan! Don't you know it feels awkward for me to call you that?"

Jiang Shaoqing glared at her deflatedly and said, "I'm asking you a question."

A hint of grievance appeared in Wang Bixuan's beautiful eyes, and she said softly, "Besides this place, I can't think of anywhere else to go."

So you treat this place like a hotel, coming and going as you please. You don't even care about me, the host. Do I look so kind and harmless that I'm not dangerous at all? Or does she not see me as a man at all? It seems I went too far in being a good person last time. Jiang Shaoqing, still pondering, pressed, "Then why don't you want to go home?"

Wang Bixuan's beautiful eyes welled with grievance and sorrow. She replied softly, "Because I'm an orphan. I have no home. I've always been all alone, with no one to care for me or love me."

Jiang Shaoqing was taken aback. He never imagined Wang Bixuan would be a pitiful orphan. Just as his sympathy was overflowing, he noticed Wang Bixuan lowering her head, trembling uncontrollably. Upon closer inspection, he realized she was suppressing laughter.

Instantly, Jiang Shaoqing realized he had been deceived again by this wretched little devil. His face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you think I'm easy to fool?"

Wang Bixuan giggled and shook her head, saying, "Not really!"

Jiang Shaoqing suddenly stood up. Wang Bixuan jumped in fright, her laughter immediately stopping. She stared intently at him, as if afraid he might harm her in a fit of rage. Jiang Shaoqing walked towards her step by step with a cold face. When he got close to Wang Bixuan's location, he walked past her as if she weren't there. Then he went to the refrigerator, took out a can of soda, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Wang Bixuan, saying, "It's only polite to return what you've received. After you finish your cola, you'd better go home."

After saying that, he sat down on the sofa with a smile.

Wang Bixuan was stunned for a moment, then glared at him angrily and said, "You, you're really something."

A smile escaped Jiang Shaoqing's lips as he said casually, "Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you, my dad only had one wife, my mom, and they both passed away several years ago."

After so many years, Jiang Shaoqing had come to terms with it.

Wang Bixuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head apologetically and said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way. Actually, my mom also passed away a few years ago."

Speaking of her mother, Wang Bixuan's expression was full of sadness, and her beautiful eyes filled with tears, giving people a poignant feeling. A few glistening tears still clung to her pretty face, like a lotus emerging from the water or a pear blossom in the rain, making her appear pitifully charming. Only now did Wang Bixuan seem real and innocent. He glanced at Wang Bixuan beside him, her eyes filled with sorrow, and smiled slightly, saying, "Don't think too much. Be good, I'll take you home later!"

This was the first time Jiang Shaoqing had given her a kind look that evening.

Hearing this, Wang Bixuan's beautiful eyes filled with bitterness, and she said softly, "I'm not going back."

"Why?"

Jiang Shaoqing couldn't understand why she would rather stay in a strange man's house than go home.

"I don't want to see that woman."

Wang Bixuan weakly wiped away her tears, pondering, "That woman... she must be my stepmother!" Jiang Shaoqing thought to himself, but asked aloud, "Which woman?"

"A despicable woman."

A flash of resentment crossed Wang Bixuan's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "How despicable! So what if she became your stepmother? Is she bad to you? Has she hit you or scolded you?"

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled and said, "She's not my stepmother, just a vixen who seduces men."

Wang Bixuan's face turned mocking. "Is that so? I think you're so angry because that woman has taken your mother's place by your father's side!" Jiang Shaoqing shook his

head. "You're not me, how would you know? Besides, you don't know the whole story, don't pretend to be smart."

Wang Bixuan raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, saying coquettishly, "It's none of my business anyway, do whatever you want."

Jiang Shaoqing spread his hands and shrugged. "I'm not talking about it anymore, I'm going to sleep."

Wang Bixuan let out a long sigh, yawned cutely, and then got up and walked towards Jiang Shaoqing's bedroom.

Jiang Shaoqing stood up, grabbed her arm, glared at her, and said, "Hey, have you forgotten whose house this is?"

Wang Bixuan glanced at Jiang Shaoqing with her clear, charming eyes and said, "I haven't forgotten! It's your house!"

Jiang Shaoqing released her hand and asked, "Since you know it's my house, why did you go into my bedroom?"

Wang Bixuan looked at him with an expression that said, "You're an idiot," and smiled lightly, "Of course I'm going to sleep."

Jiang Shaoqing pointed to the sofa and chuckled, "If you want to stay here for the night, you can only sleep here."

Wang Bixuan wrinkled her small nose and pouted her cherry lips, saying, "No way, I can't sleep in even the smallest space."

Jiang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you think someone as old as me can sleep? You made me sleep here all night last time, and I haven't settled the score with you yet. And now you're trying to bargain with me."

He wasn't even sure if it had actually been half a night.

Wang Bixuan blinked her big, watery eyes and smiled sweetly, saying, "Since you've already compromised once, what's one more time? You know how much sleep deprivation affects women, and you don't want me to wake up with panda eyes the next day, do you?"

"Sleep affects men a lot too,"

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled. "Then I can sleep in the guest room, right?"

Wang Bixuan pouted. "The guest room is filthy. If you want to sleep there, I don't mind you cleaning it."

Jiang Shaoqing laughed. "Okay, I'll clean it!"

With that, she rushed towards his bedroom while Jiang Shaoqing wasn't looking.

As if he had anticipated her move, Jiang Shaoqing ran in before she could even close the door. Wang Bixuan was startled; her surprised expression was like that of a frightened fawn, pitifully endearing. But Jiang Shaoqing wouldn't give up his beautiful, comfortable bed.

They glanced at the bed, and as if on cue, they tugged at it, vying to see who could lie down first. The scuffle escalated to the point where they were just a step away from the bed when an accident occurred. Unable to win the fight, Wang Bixuan tricked Jiang Shaoqing by tripping him. Caught off guard, Jiang Shaoqing, positioned close behind her, fell forward onto her.

They both landed on the bed simultaneously, and in that fleeting moment, Jiang Shaoqing kissed her lips. Though brief, Wang Bixuan clearly felt his cool, soft, and full lips—it felt wonderful. Their eyes met, and they stood frozen in that instant, each able to hear the other's heartbeat.

Seeing her terrified expression, Jiang Shaoqing awkwardly tried to stand up, but one of his hands accidentally pressed against Wang Bixuan's breast. A sudden, electric shock of elasticity shot through her small, delicate breast. Wang Bixuan let out a soft moan, her pretty face instantly flushing a vibrant blush, even her snow-white neck turning pink, as delicate and alluring as a peony splashed with ink.

Jiang Shaoqing hurriedly removed his lecherous hand, propping himself up with one hand, and said awkwardly, "I'll go sleep outside!"

With that, he hastily fled.

A first kiss, like first love, is often unforgettable and incredibly important to a woman! Because it symbolizes their first time, it holds significant meaning for every girl. The first time is often the most unforgettable, because it is unique and irreplaceable.

Oh my god, this guy stole my first kiss! Ah, my first kiss! My first kiss, which I'd cherished for seventeen years, was destroyed in this guy's mouth. Although he's quite handsome and a nice person, what am I doing, being so infatuated? She had fantasized about her beautiful first kiss countless times, but now, without any preparation, it had been stolen by a man she had only met twice and knew only his name. Reality is always cruel, and this time it had turned into such a farcical situation.

Wang Bixuan was heartbroken! Her first kiss, her first kiss, just like that, gone! The first kiss she had longed for countless times in her dreams, the first kiss she had anticipated countless times in her youthful fantasies, the first kiss that every girl cherished and yearned for!

In contrast, Jiang Shaoqing, who had countless kissing experiences and had long forgotten what a first kiss felt like, was now calm after a moment of shock. He lay on the sofa, subconsciously licking his lips, wondering if this was what they called lingering sweetness. Alas, he was unaware that he had taken away a girl's sweet first kiss.

Chapter 39 Declaration of Love

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, warming Jiang Shaoqing's face. He instantly woke up, slightly opening his eyes, stretching, and sitting up to find a thin blanket covering him. He glanced instinctively into the bedroom, but the door was wide open.

Jiang Shaoqing slipped on his slippers and went over; the bed was empty. The little devil from last night seemed to have never been there. He rubbed his head, still aching from a hangover, and muttered to himself, "So this girl's afraid of me now. Looks like she won't suddenly appear again next time. I really don't know what kind of girl she is. The first time, she treated me like a pervert, but last night she didn't seem worried about me being a pervert at all."

He shook his head, touched his lips, smiled slightly, and went into the bathroom.

"Wait!"

Jiang Shaoqing quickly pressed the button, and saw Zhao Lingshan carrying a laptop bag in her left hand, hurrying towards the elevator. A beautiful woman followed her in. Jiang Shaoqing recognized the beautiful woman; she was Lin Yajing, Zhao Lingshan's assistant.

A rich fragrance wafted over, and Jiang Shaoqing's eyes lit up. Today, Zhao Lingshan was wearing a white spring business suit, appearing so pure and noble, innocent and serene, sacred and inviolable, just like her personality: the knee-length skirt revealed her snow-white, delicate legs, faintly glowing with a soft pink light, half-exposed, adorned with silver-white high heels and flesh-colored stockings. Her slender, exquisite ankles were perfectly displayed before Jiang Shaoqing's eyes, and her beautiful jade feet, even through the stockings, were translucent, as if carved from white jade. Truly, every part of her was beautiful; she was like a quietly blooming rose, gentle and radiant.

Lin Yajing wore a tight-fitting beige coat that accentuated her curves, especially her full, firm, and perky breasts, which seemed about to burst out. She wore jeans that revealed her shapely, sexy legs, and her round, upturned buttocks looked as if they were about to burst out of the jeans.

Lin Yajing seemed to particularly like wearing jeans; she was always wearing the same jeans whenever he saw her. Jiang Shaoqing gave a charming smile and said, "Good morning, both of you."

Zhao Lingshan glanced at him coldly, letting out a soft "humph," and turned her head away as a response to his greeting. Lin Yajing showed him no respect whatsoever, not even uttering a word. Jiang Shaoqing was immediately embarrassed, but he didn't care. He thought to himself that she must know something, otherwise, why would her attitude change so drastically overnight?

What puzzled him was why Lin Yajing didn't respect him, the deputy general manager. Even if they were to share a common enemy, she should at least consider his status! Jiang Shaoqing thought for a moment, "I don't think I've offended her!"

The five-story building was quickly reached. Jiang Shaoqing glanced at Zhao Lingshan's beautiful back, chuckled inwardly, and headed in the opposite direction.

Along the way, Jiang Shaoqing frequently nodded in response to the employees' greetings. Reaching the office, he saw Zhang Cuilan sitting behind her secretary's desk, fiddling with her work computer. He walked over and asked with a smile, "Sister Lan, is everything alright at home?"

It turned out that yesterday, Zhang Cuilan received a phone call after work, then told him she had something to do at home and couldn't make it, leaving in a hurry.

Today, Zhang Cuilan was still dressed in her standard office lady attire: a light gray dress with a matching three-quarter skirt, both vibrant and mature. Underneath, she wore a beige blouse, her slender waist accentuating her delicate curves, making her breasts appear fuller and firmer. Her bare legs were snow-white and translucent, clad in white stockings, and she wore black high heels, exuding a charming and elegant air.

She relaxed her brows, raised her head slightly, and said, "It's alright."

Then, feeling apologetic, she said, "I'm sorry I couldn't attend yesterday."

Jiang Shaoqing nodded and said, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Then, changing his tone, he said, "If you need any help, remember to contact me immediately."

Zhang Cuilan said gratefully, "Thank you. But I can handle it myself."

"I consider you my elder sister, you don't need to be so formal with me."

Jiang Shaoqing smiled and chuckled, "I will remember what you said today."

Zhang Cuilan was touched and smiled, "Don't worry, I definitely won't forget what I said."

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled and said, then walked towards his office.

Three soft knocks came at the door. Jiang Shaoqing looked up and replied, "Come in!"

Upon seeing who it was, he visibly paused, then quickly stood up and smiled, "Manager Zhao, is there something you need?"

Zhao Lingshan closed the door with a serious expression, walked three steps away from Jiang Shaoqing, and said calmly, "There's something I need to clarify with you."

Jiang Shaoqing vaguely guessed what Zhao Lingshan wanted to say from her tone, and chuckled, "Let's sit down and talk!"

Zhao Lingshan dodged Jiang Shaoqing's large hand that was gesturing for her to the reception area, and said casually, "No need, I'll be leaving after I've finished. It won't take you long.

" Jiang Shaoqing leaned back on his desk, his expression unchanged, and said with a nonchalant smile, "Go ahead and speak! I'm listening."

Zhao Lingshan's bright, dark eyes were fixed on him, her expression turning cold as she calmly said, "My father's decision doesn't represent my decision. Don't be delusional."

Jiang Shaoqing smiled slyly, "I don't understand what you mean."

Zhao Lingshan looked at him coldly and said, "Stop playing dumb. My dad told me everything last night."

Jiang Shaoqing looked at Zhao Lingshan with suspicion. He didn't believe Zhao Huakang would tell her about his terminal illness, and logically, he shouldn't have directly revealed his thoughts to her. Jiang Shaoqing had reason to believe that Zhao Lingshan was trying to trick him. He smiled and said, "Is that so?"

Zhao Lingshan was indeed trying to trick Jiang Shaoqing. Although she had directly questioned his father as soon as she got home last night, Zhao Huakang had been evasive and evasive, not giving her any direct answers. But knowing her father's personality, Zhao Lingshan immediately knew it was true. Just as she was about to take things further, Zhao Huakang hurriedly used the excuse of being sleepy to send her out.

Zhao Lingshan glared fiercely at Jiang Shaoqing and said coldly, "I don't care how you deceived my father's trust or what kind of agreement you had, but I'm telling you clearly now, don't even think about me liking you."

Jiang Shaoqing took a few steps forward and said, "Wait a minute, I also want to ask you something."

Zhao Lingshan turned her head and looked at him coldly, saying, "What is it?"

Jiang Shaoqing suddenly sighed, looked at her deeply, and said, "Am I really that annoying to you?"

Without thinking, Zhao Lingshan blurted out, "Yes!"

"You haven't even thought about it? I'm starting to doubt whether this is really what you feel in your heart."

Jiang Shaoqing's expression changed, and he said with a mocking tone, "Whether it is or not, I know myself."

Zhao Lingshan's face turned cold, and she said calmly, while another voice deep in her heart was also asking herself, do I really hate him? The answer was exactly not what she said. Although she couldn't say she liked Jiang Shaoqing, she didn't hate him as much as she said.

Years of experience in romance told Jiang Shaoqing that Zhao Lingshan was lying. He gazed at her tenderly, smiling, and said, "Since you dislike me so much, then I'll make you fall for me. From today onwards, I'll officially pursue you."

Zhao Lingshan trembled, speechless with anger, and glared at him fiercely, saying, "Stop daydreaming!"

With that, she turned and stormed out.

Jiang Shaoqing smiled calmly, looking at Zhao Lingshan, and said, "Whether it's daydreaming or not, we'll wait and see!"

His tone was filled with undisguised confidence and arrogance.

"Shaoqing, I heard everything you said clearly."

Zhao Huakang appeared at the door with a beaming smile, saying happily, "Uncle, you really know how to choose your timing. What did you say to Lingshan last night?"

Jiang Shaoqing said softly, "I didn't say anything. You know that girl is very clever; even if I told her, she could guess the gist of it."

Zhao Huakang walked in, chuckling, "Actually, it's practically a done deal now."

Jiang Shaoqing pretended to be troubled, saying, "I bet you already have a plan in mind. While pursuing my daughter, don't forget about work. I'll take you to meet my business partners next Monday. Also, don't forget to pick me up at nine o'clock tomorrow."

Zhao Huakang patted his shoulder, smiling broadly as he walked away. A 'sinister' smirk escaped Jiang Shaoqing's lips. Just as Zhao Huakang said, he had already come up with a brilliant plan to pursue his proud and beautiful wife.

Chapter 40 Temptation and Excitement

"Sister Xue, wake up! How are you feeling?"

Jiang Shaoqing gently nudged Sun Xuezhen's shoulder as she sat in the passenger seat, asking with concern. Tonight was her first time hosting a dinner as the sales manager, and of course, Jiang Shaoqing, the biggest contributor to her promotion, was indispensable.

It was the same Grand Fortune Hotel, but tonight's banquet was in a smaller private room, and only her department's staff were present. Managers from other departments were invited, but they all said they had already drunk together last night and wouldn't participate tonight. Since they politely declined, Sun Xuezhen was happy to save some money.

Because tomorrow was a day off, most people were partying late and wildly. As the host, Sun Xuezhen unsurprisingly became the target of everyone's toasts tonight. Although Jiang Shaoqing helped her cover for many, she still got quite drunk. Finally, after seeing everyone off, Jiang Shaoqing helped the tipsy Sun Xuezhen into his car.

Sun Xuezhen slightly opened her hazy eyes, glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, and said, "Young Master Qing, why haven't you left yet?"

Jiang Shaoqing smiled at her and said, "If I leave, how will you get home?"

Sun Xuezhen leaned back in her seat, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her full, firm breasts rising and falling, her cheeks flushed with a captivating blush, and she said in a daze, "I can go home by myself, you go first!"

Jiang Shaoqing chuckled and said, "Tell me your exact address! How can I leave you feeling uneasy when you're this drunk?"

He had heard Sun Xuezhen mention where she lived before, but he only knew it was a community called Happiness Home, not the specific building, floor, or apartment. He had tried calling Sun Xuezhen's husband to come pick her up, but he couldn't get through.

Sun Xuezhen opened her hazy eyes, glanced at Jiang Shaoqing, gave him an address, and then passed out. Jiang Shaoqing helped her adjust her seat and positioned her comfortably before buckling her seatbelt and starting the car to drive towards her home.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Shaoqing took her small hand and casually placed her lotus-root-like arm on his shoulder. He used his other hand to steady her waist, and the two slowly walked towards the elevator.

A fragrant scent of her hair and a familiar, subtle orchid-like body fragrance blended perfectly, stimulating his sense of smell. Like a mixture of orchid and musk, Sun Xuezhen's petite body pressed tightly against Jiang Shaoqing's. Her soft yet firm breasts rubbed intensely against his chest with each step, her hot body emanating a mesmerizing aura.

Jiang Shaoqing, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from Sun Xuezhen, felt a slight flutter in his heart. His hands, holding her, trembled slightly as the soft, smooth sensation spread throughout his body, stirring a surge of emotion within him.

Finally arriving at Sun Xuezhen's door, he rang the doorbell several times but no one answered. He then took the key from her bag and opened the door, helping Sun Xuezhen inside.

The master bedroom was luxurious and clean. Jiang Shaoqing placed Sun Xuezhen on the large bed, where she immediately fell asleep, her feet still dragging on the carpet. Jiang Shaoqing began to help her remove her shoes. Her shoes were high-top lace-up shoes, difficult to remove, and after a while, Jiang Shaoqing noticed how delicate her feet were. White, slender toes, delicate soles, pink heels, a high arch, and slender ankles forming a beautiful curve. Her delicate toes were painted with red nail polish, appearing even more alluring through the stockings.

Following her smooth legs, Jiang Shaoqing was surprised to see that she was wearing a semi-transparent, sexy thong, with a dark patch in the center, making his heart race. Opening his eyes wide for a closer look, he could even see the entrance to Sun Xuezhen's mysterious garden through the thin, sexy thong. The dark pubic hair, bound by the thong, resembled a piece of black silk, smooth and alluring.

Jiang Shaoqing quickly composed himself. Sun Xuezhen peacefully allowed Jiang Shaoqing to do as he pleased, a beautiful blush on her face. After spreading her legs onto the bed, he moved her to rest her head on a pillow. Jiang Shaoqing went into the bathroom, washed his face, and then poured her a glass of water. Sun Xuezhen groaned softly without opening her eyes, her shoulders shifted, and she slumped back onto the bed, seemingly too drunk to have any strength left.

Jiang Shaoqing reached under her neck to lift her up slightly and fed her water. She drank the glass in one gulp with her eyes closed, then drank another. Sun Xuezhen seemed to sober up, but still kept her eyes closed, her head slightly tilted towards Jiang Shaoqing's chest, the blush on her face intensifying, and her breathing becoming more rapid.

Jiang Shaoqing pulled his hand away, put her down, and secretly took a deep breath. Just as he turned to leave the bedroom, a soft murmur came from behind him. Jiang Shaoqing subconsciously turned around and saw Sun Xuezhen with her brows furrowed. The sheet covering her had been kicked aside, and she was scratching herself vigorously at the seam of her clothes, seemingly in considerable discomfort.

Drunk, Sun Xuezhen exuded a stunning allure of a mature woman. Perhaps because the alcohol was burning her blood, Sun Xuezhen felt somewhat hot, and her loose robe revealed a large expanse of full, snow-white skin. Her proud breasts were faintly visible, and a deep cleavage formed between her round, full orbs. Any normal man would surely feel his blood boil and his heart burn with desire at the sight.

Jiang Shaoqing unconsciously walked over and looked closely, only to find that the white shirt under Sun Xuezhen's suit was damp, probably from sweat.

"What should I do!"

Jiang Shaoqing muttered softly. He couldn't possibly let Sun Xuezhen sleep in these wet clothes, could he? But if her husband happened to come home and see her while she was changing, he'd be in deep trouble.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Shaoqing gritted his teeth and made a decision, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He glanced furtively towards the door, then took a deep breath and slowly reached out to help Sun Xuezhen sit up. Sun Xuezhen was wearing a black suit, which was quite difficult to take off. Inadvertently, his fingers brushed against her firm breasts, the soft yet bouncy touch making Jiang Shaoqing's heart flutter slightly. The woman's delicate fragrance mixed with a hint of wine was incredibly alluring at that moment.

"This is killing me!"

Looking at Sun Xuezhen's rosy cheeks and luscious red lips, Jiang Shaoqing tried to compose himself and placed the suit he had taken off on the bedside table. Now, Sun Xuezhen was only wearing a thin, soft shirt. Although Jiang Shaoqing kept telling himself not to let his mind wander, his hands were still tense and trembling slightly. It turned out that such a simple matter had taken him quite a while.

When Sun Xuezhen's snow-white, smooth skin was revealed, Jiang Shaoqing's eyes widened. Her full, firm breasts, delicate neck, jade-like shoulders, and flat, smooth abdomen were breathtakingly beautiful. His gaze gradually moved upwards from Sun Xuezhen's flat abdomen, landing on her intoxicating breasts. Her two high, full breasts, bound by a red bra, appeared exceptionally full and alluring. The pink nipples on her full breasts formed two small dots on the bra, and the narrow cleavage between them appeared even deeper and more seductive.

Jiang Shaoqing's gaze lingered on Sun Xuezhen's chest for a moment, then moved to her beautiful face. That exquisitely beautiful face had arched eyebrows, bright eyes, cheeks like fresh lychees, a nose like smooth goose fat, slightly parted cherry lips revealing pearly teeth, and slightly narrowed eyes. A blush spread across her delicate skin, shimmering like the colors of a sunset. At first glance, one couldn't help but feel a deep tenderness and affection.

"So beautiful!"

Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but exclaim inwardly. His hand, as if acting on impulse, caressed Sun Xuezhen's burning cheeks a few times, then slowly slid down her swan-like, beautiful neck, his movements gentle and tender, as if his hand were touching an extremely precious porcelain piece, which would shatter at the slightest pressure.

Gradually, Jiang Shaoqing's hand reached her snow-white, full breasts. Stroking her skin, smooth as milk, his heart couldn't help but flutter. Those two perfectly round mounds seemed to possess a fatal allure, drawing Jiang Shaoqing's hand towards their peaks. His fingers traced the graceful curves, drawing ever closer to the slight protrusion at the tip. Jiang Shaoqing's breath seemed to slow.

"Mmm..."

A soft moan sounded in his ear, and Jiang Shaoqing felt Sun Xuezhen's skin tremble slightly.

Jiang Shaoqing almost lost control, but a voice in his head told him he absolutely couldn't take advantage of her in this vulnerable state—it was his principle! Of course, there was another concern: they were in a married man's home.

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