[Urban] A Born Romantic and Lucky Man (Complete) - 18

Chapter 92 Lifting the Ban (Part 1)

My sister was shocked to see me come home in a police car again today, looking bruised and battered. She quickly asked what had happened and how I ended up like this. I didn't even need to ask; Ding Ling and Xiao Yi immediately took turns telling me, exaggerating my abilities to the point of being like Bruce Lee, how incredibly brave I was, taking down three thugs with just a few punches and kicks. Captain Li hadn't witnessed my prowess firsthand; he'd only heard it from Ding Ling and Xiao Yi at the police station. Now, hearing them embellish it even further, making it seem much more impressive than what they'd described at the police station, he found it quite amusing. Seeing Captain Li smile, Ding Ling said discontentedly, "Uncle Li, what are you laughing at? Xiao Xin was really tough just now, it's not like I'm bragging. You saw those hooligans end up in the hospital."

My sister was shocked to hear this: "What? Xiao Xin, you beat him up so badly? Captain Li, will Xiao Xin be alright?"

Of course I was fine. Ding Ling kept insisting that Captain Li explain the situation to the school tomorrow, lest the school think I got into a fight with hooligans, which would have a bad influence. Captain Li smiled and agreed, adding, "Should we give Xiao Xin a certificate for bravery?"

Ding Ling said, "Of course we should! The school gave us a bonus for saving someone yesterday, you can't be stingy, you should at least give us a certificate."

After seeing Captain Li off, my sister took out her treasure box to apply medicine to the three of us. My sister is a nurse and is used to keeping commonly used medicines at home, and now it came in handy. Although it's better to be prepared, it's best not to use these things if you don't have to.

Xiao Yi was only seriously injured, with a bruise on her forearm from a kick; otherwise, she was unharmed. Ding Ling was kicked in the leg, punched in the chest, and then kicked the thug's genitals, twisting her own toe in the process. Of the three, I was naturally the most seriously injured. My calves were swollen in three or four places, and I took two kicks to my thighs, one of which almost hit a vital spot. My back was the worst affected area, with six or seven red, swollen, and bruised spots. I also took several blows to the head, including two punches to the face that made my nose bleed. Luckily, those two punches weren't too hard, or my image would have been ruined. I had just been praised by the school today and was a celebrity in the whole school; it would be so embarrassing to show up at school tomorrow with a bruised and swollen face.

As I took off my clothes, I didn't feel anything during the fight, but now that I calmed down, the pain was really intense, and even taking off my clothes made me grit my teeth in pain. My sister helped me take off my clothes while scolding me. Xiaoyi helped me take off my pants, and after taking off my trousers, she even tried to take off my underwear. I covered my genitals and said, "What, do you want me to be naked?"

Xiaoyi ripped off my underwear and said, "What's there to be shy about? It's not like I haven't seen it before. Ugly and wicked things, who wants to see you?"

Even though she said that, her eyes were anything but honest, glancing back and forth at my lower body, making my penis almost itch with lust.

My sister and Dingling blushed when they saw me naked. My sister said, "Xiaoyi, you're being too ridiculous. How can a girl act like this?"

Xiaoyi said, "What's wrong with that? Are men allowed to take off our clothes, but we're not allowed to take off theirs?"

As she spoke, she slapped my penis, making it stand up as if it wanted to fight her.

Although my sister had seen my naked body many times before, she was still a little embarrassed in front of Xiaoyi and Dingling. Xiao Yi and Ding Ling used to come to our house often, and we always treated her like an older sister. I never imagined I'd have to share a man with them now, and it felt uncomfortable and awkward. Ding Ling blushed and avoided looking at me, sitting beside me and gently applying medicine to my calves.

Xiao Yi was in charge of my midsection, touching my lower abdomen and thighs, making me both itchy and aroused, my penis getting even harder. Xiao Yi would tease it every now and then. She'd played with me a lot, and she knew about what happened between my sister and me, so she didn't care that my sister was there, rubbing and touching me all over. Although Ding Ling had also been with me, she still seemed a little reserved in front of my sister, her face still flushed. But seeing Xiao Yi's nonchalant attitude, she gradually relaxed. She vaguely knew that my sister and I weren't just siblings, and seeing my sister letting Xiao Yi play with my penis, she understood even more. I also wanted to take this opportunity to let my sister, Xiaoyi, and Dingling make our relationship public, so that we wouldn't have to hide from each other.

My sister sat cross-legged on the bed, her beautiful legs right beside me. I couldn't resist reaching out and embracing her legs, gently stroking them. My sister was applying medicine to my head, and my stroking and touching made her both shy and ticklish. She couldn't help but pinch my shoulder, making me cry out softly in pain. My sister said shyly, "You little devil, don't move around like that, or I won't apply the medicine anymore."

Even as she said this, she continued applying the medicine, but her breathing became slightly rapid.

I turned to the side, leaned over, and gently licked my sister's toes and the tops of her feet through her stockings. Gradually, my sister's breathing became more rapid. "Xiaoxin, stop, stop it."

My sister's voice trembled slightly, and her toes pointed. I knew that my sister always loved it when I licked her toes and her vulva. It always gave her immense pleasure, sometimes even more exciting and satisfying than actual sex. I think besides the fact that my saliva has beauty-enhancing, healing, and aphrodisiac effects, my oral skills are also what fascinates my sister. Furthermore, she once secretly told me that she enjoys the feeling of her lover "submitting" at her feet. I haven't served my sister like this for many days, and today I'll give her a chance to truly satisfy her.

I gently kneaded her calves with my hands, her toes in my mouth, and swirled my tongue between them. Her toes were pointed, occasionally flicking against my mouth. She stopped applying medicine, rested her hands on my head, and let out soft moans. Because of Xiaoyi and Dingling's presence, she forcefully suppressed any murmurs that would excite me. As I kissed her, I peeked at the boundless allure beneath her skirt. The October weather was already starting to cool, and my sister was wearing pantyhose under her skirt, with a small white panty underneath, stretched taut by her full, moist vulva, like a light veil. That half-hidden, half-revealed scene was even more mysterious and alluring. The curves between her hips and legs were full and rounded, and a fragrant scent wafted from between her legs, captivating my soul. I couldn't help but take a deep breath, and just as I was about to slip further under her skirt, my sister preemptively pulled her foot out of my mouth, saying, "You little devil, you're getting naughtier and naughtier. Xiaoling twisted her ankle, go and check on her."

It seemed that my sister couldn't let go of her status as the older sister in front of Ding Ling and Xiao Yi, and was embarrassed to continue playing with me. In fact, her passion had been aroused; I could see a wet patch slowly appearing on her panty. If I went any further, my sister might not be able to hold on.

I turned to look at Ding Ling. She had just come out of the shower and was sitting on the bed, gently rubbing her toes. When she saw me looking at her, she blushed and pulled her foot back. I rolled over from my back to my stomach, reached out and pulled her foot over again, saying, "Let me see."

I looked at it; there was nothing wrong with it, just a slight twist from kicking too hard earlier. I gently rubbed her toes and slowly lowered my head to put them in my mouth. Ding Ling let out an "Ah!" and tried to pull her leg back, but I held it firmly. Although Ding Ling and I had been intimate, this kind of flirtatious game was a first for her. With her toes in my mouth, she didn't know whether to straighten them or curl them up. Her toes weren't as delicate and small as her sister's, but they were still quite nice, without scars or calluses. My mouth slowly moved up Ding Ling's foot, licking her smooth ankle inch by inch, then advancing up her calf. My saliva is both a healing elixir and a beauty wonder. By tomorrow morning, the bruises will definitely be completely gone, and my skin will be even better than before. Girls are naturally beauty-conscious, and since she got hurt for me today, I naturally want to repay her properly and give her a pleasant surprise.

Ding Ling was somewhat restless, supporting herself with her hands behind her back, her face flushed, yet unwilling to give up this wonderful pleasure before her. Her dress was torn, and after showering, she had changed into her sister's bathrobe, but she wasn't wearing underwear underneath, making it easy for me to slip into her secret place. I kissed her, my lips enveloping her labia, my tongue exploring Ding Ling's slightly parted honeyed passage, a large amount of slippery love juice immediately flooding my mouth, it seemed Ding Ling was aroused as well. I gently pressed one hand on Ding Ling's slightly erect clitoris, slowly kneading it, while the other hand reached into Ding Ling's bosom, grasping and kneading her already firm breasts. Ding Ling braced her feet on the edge of the bed, her buttocks off the surface. She gripped the sheet tightly with one hand, and covered her mouth with the back of her other hand,

making sounds that were neither pleasant nor unpleasant. She had only received oral sex from me at the movie theater about two weeks ago, and had only recently lost her virginity. Her experience in this area was far too limited, and she couldn't withstand the probing and sucking of my tongue. Her desire was aroused and uncontrollable.

I gripped Ding Ling's buttocks with both hands, my tongue desperately probing into her vagina, as if trying to squeeze its head inside. "Mmm...ah...so good...so beautiful...mmm...mmm..."

Although she tried her best to control her moans, the lewd words still escaped through her fingers. I saw Ding Ling's buttocks begin to thrust forcefully against my head, knowing she was close to climax. I gently probed between her buttocks with one finger, lightly teasing her anus. Ding Ling had never been violated there before; it was incredibly sensitive. Every light touch sent a powerful electric current coursing through her body, her flower opening wide, her vaginal fluids gushing forth, reaching climax.

Ding Ling collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving, her passion still lingering. Seeing me still nestled between her legs, she was both ashamed and angry. She pulled my head out, glanced at her sister and Lin Shiyi, her face flushed, and pinched me hard. "You naughty little Xin, you're so bad! You bully me in front of my sister!"

My service to her intimate area was already making her incredibly ashamed, especially in front of her sister and Shiyi, making her even more embarrassed. Thinking back to her moments of excitement, when she couldn't help but moan and groan, she wondered if her sister would think she was too lewd. Thinking that my innocent image in my sister's eyes was completely ruined, she pinched me a few more times, both ashamed and angry, to hide her embarrassment.

I turned to look at my sister and saw that her face was also slightly flushed, and her eyes were filled with desire. My heart stirred, and I hugged her, saying, "Sister, can I keep you company today?"

I've been abstaining for several days, and my penis is really throbbing unbearably. You know, I usually don't waste a single night, and my penis has long been accustomed to my rhythm. Suddenly coming to an abrupt halt, my penis's overproduction is like a reservoir, with water flowing in from upstream but the sluice gates closed downstream. There's only inflow and no outflow; if this continues, I'll "release the flood." What's more, I just served Ding Ling and drank a few sips of her nectar. If I abstain again today, my penis will definitely explode.

My sister, held softly in my arms, wasn't easily swayed. She said, "Xiao Xin, stop fooling around. You still have a few wounds that haven't been treated."

I replied, "It's nothing, just minor injuries. They'll heal on their own without medicine."

My saliva was a healing elixir; why would I need medicine? Even without it, these superficial wounds wouldn't leave a single scar.

I snuggled into her arms, kissing her, making her laugh and dodge. "Okay, okay, Xiao Xin, stop fooling around. I'll get angry if you keep this up."

I didn't care if she was angry or not. She was just saying it; her two erect nipples had already betrayed her desire.

I knew that ultimately, my sister was still hesitant because Xiao Yi and Ding Ling were present, unable to let go of her usual sisterly role. She didn't want to fool around with me and ruin her image as a good sister in Xiao Yi and Ding Ling's eyes, fearing they would think it was incest. Actually, my sister is overthinking it. Xiaoyi already knows about the relationship between my sister and me, and Dingling isn't stupid either. After seeing what happened just now, she knows exactly what's going on between my sister and me. I also want to take this opportunity to further clarify our relationship publicly. With my sister keeping things in check, Xiaoyi and Dingling won't be able to fight much. Besides, I truly love my sister and want her to be happy. I said, "Sister, I definitely want you to spend the day with me, and Xiaoyi and the others too. Today, I'm going to have a three-way battle, a full-blown love affair."

If Xiaoyi, Dingling, and Li Ruyun weren't so unfamiliar with each other, I would have even brought Li Ruyun along for a grand, unrestrained celebration. Xu Ke didn't come today, and Zhang Min went back to her parents' home and hasn't returned yet, otherwise I could have taken on six people at once. With my special abilities, dealing with six people in one night wouldn't be a problem. I can try it sometime.

My sister was pinned down by me, wriggling and squirming while pleading with Xiaoyi and Dingling for help. "Xiaoyi, Xiaoling, help my sister, pull Xiaoxin away!"

I glanced at Xiaoyi and Dingling; they were both blushing as they looked at my sister and me. I said, "They're barely holding on themselves, why would they help you?"

Xiaoyi smacked me on the head. "What do you mean, barely holding on themselves? Do you think we're afraid of you?"

They certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to be jealous of my sister. If they really came to help her, it would be a miracle if they didn't join me in dealing with her. Although Xiaoyi was still a little jealous, she knew I had many women, and if she were jealous every time, she'd be driven crazy. Especially since my sister's position in my heart was incomparable to any other woman, she couldn't be jealous of my sister.

Seeing that Xiaoyi and Dingling were holding back, my sister knew the situation was hopeless and stopped struggling, afraid of aggravating my wound. This suits me perfectly. I can slowly savor my sister's deliciousness, and let Xiaoyi and Dingling witness my glorious achievements in bed, so they can learn a trick or two. They're both so obedient; I'll let them enjoy life's pleasures later too. It's only because my sister can keep them under her control. If it were another woman beneath me, they'd probably be consumed by jealousy by now, not so quiet.

Chapter 093 Unbanning Operation (Part 2)

I lay on top of my sister, gently stroking her body, my lips lightly kissing her long neck and hair, occasionally blowing warm breath into her ear, making her ticklish and unable to help but giggle softly. "Xiaoxin, stop it, let me up!"

Of course, I wouldn't easily give up my prey. I grabbed a few strands of my sister's hair and played with them on her face and in her ears. My sister got even more ticklish, and her body twisted more violently, almost lifting me off her back. I quickly hugged my sister, my hands slipping between her breasts and the sheets, holding her tightly. I also spread my legs and wrapped them around hers. My sister, afraid of hurting my wound, didn't dare to use too much force, and naturally, she was powerless against me.

Unable to move under my weight, she pleaded, "Good little brother, stop it! Go keep Xiaoyi and Xiaoling company, please let me go."

Xiaoyi protested, saying sweetly, "Sister, you're so mean! You can't handle Xiaoxin yourself, so you drag him into this mess with us?"

She then reached out and gently stroked my sister's body, saying enviously, "Sister, what cosmetics do you use? Your skin is so beautiful, so smooth and delicate."

My sister was already a little overwhelmed by my touch, and now Xiaoyi was touching her all over. She was both angry and amused, saying, "Xiaoyi, are you bullying me too? I've been so good to you all this time, and you treat me like this? I'll teach you a lesson!"

She was barely able to protect herself, yet she still wanted to teach Xiaoyi a lesson. Xiao Yi laughed and said, "Sister, you should take care of yourself first. Let's see how Xiao Xin deals with you. He'll make you feel like you're dying and being in heaven."

Hearing this, her sister blushed even more and said, "You silly Xiao Yi, you're talking nonsense. How can you say such things?"

Xiao Yi said, "What's wrong with that, sister? I know Xiao Xin is the best to you. I won't be jealous. I'll definitely listen to you from now on. You can't let Xiao Xin bully me anymore."

Xiao Yi clearly understood the situation; she knew that pleasing her sister was the same as pleasing me. She even said I would bully her, and as long as I wasn't bullied, that was fine. She even mentioned that I was the one who was molested by her during her first time.

With Xiao Yi helping me hold my sister down, I felt much more relaxed. I didn't have to worry about my sister escaping, and I could slowly enjoy her. Although Xiao Yi said she wasn't jealous of my sister, I didn't entirely believe her. I had to give her a taste of her own medicine later. Xiao Yi lay on top of my sister, her two small breasts pressing against her back, deliberately rubbing against her. Not only did my sister feel itchy and uncomfortable, but Xiao Yi herself also became increasingly aroused. These tricks were definitely something Xiao Yi learned from porn, and today she was experimenting on my sister. Xiao Yi was quite diligent and eager to learn in this regard, much more open than Ding Ling. Although Ding Ling was usually very affectionate towards me at school, she always backed down when it came to real sex—all talk and no action.

Thinking of Ding Ling, I glanced at her again. She was lying next to my sister and me, her passion still burning. Seeing our foreplay, she felt a surge of desire and couldn't help but secretly stroke her own breasts. Ding Ling blushed when she saw me looking at her and scolded, "You little rascal, what are you looking at?"

She turned away, leaving only her back visible.

But I couldn't care less about Ding Ling now; I had to deal with my sister first. I kissed my way down her waist, stopping at her full buttocks. I gently bit and sucked on her flesh, my hands caressing her thighs and hips. My sister's pink buttocks writhed, and she moaned softly, "Xiao Xin, stop playing around, or I'll get angry."

I didn't believe her. Her voice was clearly suppressed; she was already burning with desire. I reached down to her private parts and touched them; they were incredibly wet, even the sheets were soaked. I licked my sister's thighs and pink buttocks even harder, making her moan and groan with excitement. I held her crotch, wanting her to kneel so I could enter her from behind. My sister knew my intentions, but in front of Xiaoyi and Dingling, she couldn't let go, pressing her body tightly against the bed, refusing to let me succeed easily. I didn't believe she could hold out for long. Still relying on your hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large granular protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... well-proportioned, irresistible! Click to enter.

I gently parted her buttocks with my hands, revealing her dark anus, and couldn't help but touch it. My sister trembled, her anus contracting and clenching, saying, "Ah, Shin-chan, no, don't touch there."

Did you think I'd just touch it a little? I lowered my head and kissed her deeply, my tongue licking back and forth between her buttocks, thrusting forcefully a few times when it reached her anus. "Ah, no!"

My sister became even more aroused, her body arching and her buttocks contracting, trapping my nose and tongue between them. Although I had kissed every part of my sister's body, her anus was still an untouched virgin territory for her. While my sister loved it when I kissed her body, especially her vulva and toes, which I always visited, she wouldn't let me easily touch her anus, which was only inches away from her vulva. She always considered it the dirtiest place, reluctant to even touch it with her fingers, let alone lick it. I was somewhat influenced by her, and had never had the desire to try anal sex or similar games. Although I had played the game of licking buttocks with Zhang Ning, Fang Xiaoyi, and Zhao Lin in Shanghai, I always made them wear underwear before licking their anuses. Actually, those underwear were so thin it was practically the same as not wearing any, but it was mostly psychological. This was the first time I'd kissed their anuses directly without any underwear. This was also because today's subject was my dearest sister; I would have thought twice if it were anyone else.

Licking her anus wasn't enough; I used a two-pronged approach. While licking her clitoris, I also inserted one hand into her private parts, playing with her vulva. As I licked her anus, her lower body involuntarily arched slightly, making it easier for my fingers to enter her intimate space. I felt a soft, wet sensation where my hand touched, and my fingers moved continuously like playing a stringed instrument, each finger sliding and scratching her slippery labia. My sister felt a wave of shame at the touch of my hand, her legs clamping together, trying to stop me from going any further. My fingers gently slid into my sister's honey pot, lightly probing the folds of her vaginal walls, feeling the slippery wetness from the fluid that had already seeped in. My sister's head rested forward on the pillow, gently biting the corner, while her buttocks involuntarily began to twist and turn, allowing my fingers to penetrate deeper and wider.

My fingers repeatedly moved in and out of my sister's honey pot, stimulating the vaginal walls to secrete fluid. I felt my sister's vagina becoming increasingly wet and hot, as if there was an attraction tightly gripping my fingers. Suddenly, my sister's whole body convulsed violently, her legs kicking several times, and a gush of semen spurted from her vagina, covering my hands. My sister bit the pillow to prevent herself from making a sound, and after the orgasm, her whole body went limp.

Seeing this opportunity, I quickly lifted my sister's hips, forcing her into a kneeling position. My sister, still passionate and weak, let me do as I pleased, offering no resistance. I naturally pushed my luck, making Xiaoyi release her sister and then placing her on top of Dingling, making her kneel above Dingling. Dingling, pinned beneath her sister, felt her breasts pressed together, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body. She couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" and lifted her buttocks, which landed right beneath her sister's breasts, eliciting a soft moan from her sister. Dingling shyly turned her head away, not daring to look at her sister. Her sister wasn't much better off, her face flushed. She tried to pinch me, but I held her down from behind, preventing her from gaining any strength. Instead, I pushed her forward, pressing her even closer to Dingling.

My penis, which had been pent up for a long time, knelt down, embraced my sister's pink buttocks, and gently probed her vulva a few times. Having abstained for several days, my foreskin had retracted, and I dared not thrust in forcefully, lest I be deflowered. As I slowly and deliberately teased my sister, her desire grew even stronger. She rested her head against Ding Ling's, afraid to utter any lewd sounds, her heart filled with both shame and anxiety, and she couldn't help but thrust her pink buttocks back. I dared not tease my sister too much, only because of my penis, I dared not use too much force.

Xiao Yi was already a little annoyed that I had carried my sister onto Ding Ling, and seeing me dawdling, she said, "You little brat, what tricks are you playing now? Can't you see how impatient your sister is? Hurry up!"

My sister was both embarrassed, angry, and amused by her words. "You, you two little devils are no good, bullying me like this."

Xiao Yi laughed, "Sister, I'm doing this for your own good, why are you blaming me?"

As she spoke, she gave my buttocks a hard push, and I entered my sister's honeyed place in an instant. I felt my foreskin suddenly roll back, and I couldn't help but groan, "Ah, it hurts."

Xiao Yi tapped me on the head, "You're not a girl, what's there to hurt about?"

I couldn't tell her about such an embarrassing thing, but seeing my sister's body trembling, she was obviously laughing at me. I felt both embarrassed and angry, and enduring the slight pain in my penis, I thrust a few times with force. My sister couldn't stand my stimulation and couldn't help but moan softly a few times.

My penis slowly adjusted to the pain of "deflowering" and began to thrust forcefully. I reached down and caressed my sister's and Ding Ling's breasts. They were stacked on top of each other, their breasts pressing against each other, allowing me to touch both of their peaks at once. With my movements, their peaks spun back and forth. Not only was my sister moaning, but Ding Ling, unable to bear the stimulation, clenched her teeth and clung to my sister. My sister was already dazed and half-awake from my ministrations, her lower body making a "slap! slap! slap!" sound from the intense thrusting of our bodies.

The sounds of flesh colliding filled the air, and our passionately joined genitals, like pistons starting up, produced a beautiful symphony of "plop, plop." The latent incestuous gene exists in the subconscious of humanity. Although my sister wasn't my biological sister, now that I was on top of her, penetrating her tight, small, wet, beautiful vagina, it felt to me like a brother and sister committing incest. With Xiaoyi and Dingling watching, this incestuous feeling was even stronger, making my sister particularly aroused. At this moment, the battle of our organs had reached a fever pitch. I could clearly feel our naked groins covered in sticky fluid. Suddenly, my sister's pink buttocks tightened forcefully, her beautiful legs convulsed violently, her narrow vagina contracted sharply, the tender walls of her vagina writhing and sucking at my penis like a small mouth. Her uterine cavity, like a fleshy band, gripped the head of my penis, and a gush of hot vaginal fluid poured onto the glans. She had reached another orgasm.

After the climax, my sister gradually awoke from her passionate excitement. Her tight, wet vagina was still intermittently twitching and contracting, gripping my still-erect penis. Afraid I wouldn't let her go, she leaned forward, freeing my penis from her vagina. Seeing she was truly exhausted, I didn't push my luck. With Ding Ling still beneath her, my penis slid down, penetrating her vagina. Ding Ling let out a soft moan and hugged my sister even tighter. I forcefully lifted Ding Ling's hips, placing a pillow underneath to facilitate my movements, and then launched a new round of assault. Ding Ling had already experienced an orgasm from my tongue, and having just witnessed our lovemaking, she was also aroused. Stimulated inside her, she gradually became more excited. She had only lost her virginity a few days ago, and her vagina was still very tight, making each thrust a little difficult, but also providing us with greater stimulation.

Xiaoyi was already a little jealous when I put my sister and Dingling together for a threesome, and now seeing me playing with Dingling, she was even more unhappy. She straddled me, pressed her vulva against me, and said, "Xiaoxin, I want you to kiss me."

I didn't say anything, just hugged her waist and hips, and brought my mouth to her vulva. It was wet and slippery, overflowing with love juice, and I couldn't help but take a sip. I looked up and said, "Xiaoyi, you're so wet."

Xiaoyi grabbed my head and pressed it against her crotch, saying, "I, I want you to kiss me quickly."

Of the three of us, Xiaoyi was the most uninhibited, and she took the initiative to let me serve her with my mouth. When Xiaoyi was aroused, she made all sorts of lewd noises, which even my sister and Dingling couldn't resist. Dingling couldn't help but suck on my sister's breast, which made my sister laugh in surprise.

Finally, all three of us collapsed on the bed, exhausted, and didn't want to move anymore. Just now, I went all out, making each of the three of them reach at least three orgasms. Xiaoyi and Dingling were so turned on they almost fainted. Even though my sister had played with me many times, she was still in a daze, completely lost in passion.

I hugged my sister and kissed her affectionately. My sister pushed away my hands that were roaming over her body and whispered in my ear, "You little devil, why are you acting so strangely today? You dared to do this in front of Xiaoyi and the others."

Thinking that Xiaoyi and Dingling had seen me in my passionate state during my orgasm, she was angry and pinched me a few times, right on the wound on my back, which made me cry out in pain. My sister scolded, "You little devil, you still do this when you're injured."

As she spoke, she checked my wound and was relieved to see that it was nothing serious. I was so unrestrained just now, actually playing a 4P with them, one man and three women, not only because I couldn't suppress my desire after a few days of abstinence, but also because I wanted Xiaoyi and Dingling to get along well with my sister in the future and not cause any more jealousy or resentment.

My sister looked at Xiaoyi and Dingling lying beside her and said, "Xiaoyi and Xiaoling are still girls, and you've been acting so recklessly. How do you plan to treat them in the future?"

I had thought about that too. As long as they were willing to stay by my side, I would naturally welcome them. If they didn't want to share me with other women, there was nothing I could do. It's always best if both parties are willing; otherwise, forcing them together won't bring much happiness. I said, "You are both my wives, and I will definitely treat you well in the future."

My sister said, "You wish! You want three wives and four concubines? It's a monogamous system now. Be careful, or you'll be arrested for bigamy."

I said, "As long as we haven't officially registered our marriage, what can others do to us?"

My sister said, "You little devil, you really think such a wonderful thing?"

A sour feeling welled up inside her, and she couldn't help but pinch me again. Then she said to Xiaoyi and Dingling, "Xiaoxin is so immature. Why are you two following him around like this? Aren't you afraid your mother will scold you for being with Xiaoxin every day?"

Xiaoyi said, "Sister, we're all grown up now, we're not little girls anymore. My mother won't say anything to me. Sister, you won't object to me being with Xiaoxin, will you?" Since

things had already escalated to this point, what could her sister do? She could only accept the fait accompli.

I said, "You two have to treat your sister well from now on, and don't be jealous, or I'll be unhappy."

Xiaoyi said, "Hmph, who's afraid of you? From now on, with your sister watching over us, if you dare bully me, I'll have her deal with you. Sister, if Xiaoxin bullies me, you have to help me."

Hearing Xiaoyi say this, her sister clearly acknowledged the relationship between her and me, and felt somewhat relieved, no longer as embarrassed as she had been at the beginning. My sister pinched my hand that was roaming over her body hard, then said to Xiaoyi, "Xiaoyi, don't you think it's inappropriate for your sister and Xiaoxin to be together?"

Xiaoyi replied, "No, you and Xiaoxin aren't siblings."

"Then won't you be jealous of your sister?"

"Sister, you're so mean! When have I ever been jealous of you?"

You'd be lucky if you hadn't figured it out.

I felt a little relieved that my sister and Xiaoyi's relationship seemed fine for now. What I did earlier was somewhat risky. If Xiaoyi and Dingling couldn't accept my relationship with my sister, or couldn't accept my group sex with them, it could have unpleasant consequences. Xiaoyi is alright; she has satellite TV at home and sometimes secretly watches foreign erotic programs, so her tolerance for sex is quite high—even my sister can't compare to her in this respect. The one with the weakest tolerance is naturally Dingling. I was genuinely worried that she wouldn't be able to accept the slightly incestuous relationship between my sister and me, but now that I see her just blushing and looking at me with a languid expression after an orgasm, I'm relieved.

We played around on the bed for ages, and it was already late at night. Looks like I won't be able to do my homework again today; I'll have to get up early tomorrow to catch up. Xiaoyi and Dingling naturally called home again to tell them they'd be staying at my place tonight and wouldn't be going home. I was really worried they'd find out. Xiaoyi and Dingling are always glued to me, and now they're not home for days on end; any mother would be suspicious. Xiaoyi and Dingling are both virgins, and there will be slight differences in their expressions and behaviors; if you pay attention, you can always spot them. The day after tomorrow is Xiaoyi's birthday, and I'll naturally be going to her house. I wonder if her mother will interrogate me.

Chapter 94 Good Luck The next

day, Li Ruyun drove us to school early in the morning. We'd only been playing last night, leaving a huge pile of homework unfinished. We're all class leaders, supposedly role models for students. If we can't even finish our homework on time, that's a bit unacceptable.

When I woke up this morning, my whole body was still incredibly sore, and looking at the injuries on my face, there were still faint bruises. Yesterday's fight was much fiercer than the last one, and the injuries were naturally more severe. But thinking that those guys were in even worse shape than me, even ending up in the hospital, made me feel a bit better. Although I was saved by Shi Zhongtian's subconscious memory at the crucial moment, my performance before that was much better than last time. If it weren't for the excessive training these past few days, which put me at a physical disadvantage, those guys might not have been able to beat me so badly. I hope I can absorb Shi Zhongtian's memories and use them for my own purposes, instead of only using them at critical moments. What if they fail in a crisis?

Xiaoyi and Dingling argued with me for most of last night, and the animosity between us has temporarily subsided. They've started talking to each other again. Although they're not as affectionate as before, it's a good start. If they keep arguing and not talking to each other every day, I'll be stuck in the middle.

Seeing that I had won over two girls again, the second-in-command was incredibly impressed. On the way to the restroom with me, he said, "Boss, you're really amazing! A few days ago, those two were arguing and said they never wanted to stay here again, and now they're back together."

I proudly replied, "Of course! Don't you know who I am?"

The second-in-command said, "Yes, yes, Boss, you're the role model for all the boys in our school, and the idol for all the girls!"

I asked, "How's things going with you and Xiao Yanzi? Has anything progressed further?"

These past few days, I've been so preoccupied with my own affairs that I forgot I promised to teach him the secrets to picking up girls. But to be honest, I can't teach him any special tricks. My special ability is innate; I can't very well ask the second-in-command to get struck by lightning too. Besides, I even suspect that my abilities might be due to being struck by lightning; my background is still a mystery.

The second-in-command and Xiao Yanzi are still at the level of watching a movie together; they've only held hands a few times, and they don't even have the courage to kiss yet. I said, "If you don't dare kiss her, you should at least touch her a few times. There's no one else here. Tell me, have you touched her?"

The second-in-command said, "I wouldn't dare. What if she gets angry?"

I said, "Can't you be a little more tactful? Don't just reach out and touch her like a pervert. You have to wait for the right opportunity. Don't say you can't find an opportunity; you can create one yourself."

The second-in-command became interested and asked, "How do I create one?"

I said, "Is all you know how to do is study? With such a smart brain, can't you think of any other way?"

It seems we've all become bookworms. We have so much homework to do every day that we don't have time to think about anything else. Then I added, "You could go see a horror movie with her. When it gets tense, girls are easily scared and will hide in your arms, giving you the perfect opportunity. Don't be too hasty at first. Put your hand on her shoulder first. If she doesn't resist, you can wrap your hand that's touching her hair around her neck and gently push her face towards you, giving her a light kiss on the lips—just a quick peck. If she still doesn't resist, you can go a step further and slowly move your hand to her chest, gently stroking it a few times. Remember, you..." "Don't squeeze too hard, or you'll hurt her and then we won't be able to play anymore."

The second-in-command said, "Boss, we're so busy with our studies, where do we have time to watch movies? Are there any moves we can use normally?"

I said, "Of course we can use them normally. You can accompany her to the library, or stay in the classroom to do your homework, and then pretend to be tired, stretch, and accidentally touch her chest. Don't worry, she'll just blush a little, she won't break your head."

Not content with just saying that, I demonstrated, spreading my arms and stretching out in a big yawn. I was really tired. The daily training was enough to keep me going. Yesterday, I first had a tough battle, and then I had a three-woman tag-team battle that was no less strenuous. If it weren't for my natural talent, I'd probably still be lying in bed unable to get up.

A yawn really felt good. My hand reached back and touched something soft. The feel was wonderful—soft yet firm, warm and smooth. I couldn't help but squeeze it a few more times. It really felt like the breasts I'd touched my sisters' breasts last night. What? Breasts? I suddenly realized something was wrong. I turned around and saw Bai Jingjing standing behind us, her face flushed red. My hand was on her chest, fingers spread, covering her breasts. My mind went blank for a moment. Before I could react, I couldn't help but squeeze it again. Bai Jingjing

couldn't take it anymore. Her face flushed red, she said, "Ye Zixin, you filthy rogue, scoundrel, pervert!"

I was extremely embarrassed and said, "I...I didn't mean to."

Honestly, I really didn't mean to touch her. I was talking to the second-in-command and hadn't even noticed Bai Jingjing coming up from behind. I looked around. Luckily, there were no other classmates besides the three of us, otherwise this would have been big news. I bumped into Bai Jingjing in front of the restroom last time, and if she insisted it was intentional, it would be a real headache. Bai Jingjing is the school beauty of our first year of high school, with countless bodyguards. If they all ganged up on me and beat me up, even with my superpowers, I'd probably be in serious trouble.

Bai Jingjing was still angry: "You pervert, let go!"

Oh dear, my hand was really stupid; it was still hanging in mid-air, fingers outstretched, blocking Bai Jingjing's path, as if I wasn't satisfied and wanted to touch her a few more times. Now I'm doomed. Even if Bai Jingjing knows I didn't mean it earlier, she'll now be convinced I deliberately touched her a few more times.

I quickly withdrew my hand and smiled ingratiatingly, "Bai, I'm so sorry, please forgive me."

To Bai Jingjing, my smile lacked sincerity; it sounded more like the lewd grin of a pervert after a successful scheme. Her impression of me was already poor, and now she was both ashamed and angry. She reached out and slapped me. Could she really hit me so easily now? Besides, I was prepared. I quickly dodged Bai Jingjing's slap.

Seeing her attack miss, Bai Jingjing became even angrier. She hurled what she was holding at me. It was too close for me to dodge, and it hit me squarely on the forehead. I was startled, thinking it was some powerful weapon, but the impact on my forehead felt completely numb, light and soft, like a pack of tissues. I looked down—oh no! It was a pack of sanitary napkins! Good heavens, I'd been hit on the head by this thing! Looks like I'm in for a rough day. The only saving grace was that it was unused. If a used sanitary napkin had hit me on the head, it would have been a real disaster. Of course, Bai Jingjing wouldn't have gotten her hands on a used sanitary napkin anyway.

Bai Jingjing was furious and threw the treasure before she even remembered what had happened. Before I could even utter a word, she had already grabbed the sanitary napkin and rushed into the women's restroom. I saw that even her neck was red; she must have been incredibly embarrassed. I wonder if she heard me teach the second-in-command those dirty tricks. If she put in a good word for me with Mediterranean and Bai Jie, they would really start to look at me differently.

The second-in-command looked at me with envy and said, "Boss, you're really lucky with the ladies today."

He then grabbed my hand, "Boss, these are the first hands of any boy in the whole school to touch the school beauty's breasts, weren't they great?"

I shook off his hand, "Don't you dare pull me around, I'm not gay. Are you trying to get some benefit from my luck and indirectly touch the school beauty too?"

Thinking about that soft feeling just now, I really did get lucky.

When we finished urinating and came out of the toilet, Bai Jingjing also came out after finishing her business. When she saw us, two red blushes immediately appeared on her face, and she muttered under her breath, "You pervert." Then

she turned and ran away. I was really wronged; I clearly didn't touch her breasts on purpose.

Back in the classroom, I naturally wouldn't tell Xiaoyi and Dingling what had happened, lest they get jealous. Dingling was alright, but I'd experienced Xiaoyi's jealousy firsthand, and I didn't want to provoke her. I'd also warned the second-in-command not to leak a word out. Neither Xiaoyi nor Dingling were particularly friendly towards Bai Jingjing. Dingling was resentful because Bai Jingjing had taken her title as school beauty, while Xiaoyi, because I bumped into Bai Jingjing in the restroom last time, constantly accused me of having ulterior motives towards her. In reality, she was hostile towards any girl prettier than her. If they knew what had happened, they'd definitely accuse me of doing it on purpose.

Xiaoyi was chatting animatedly with a group of girls. I went over to listen, and it turned out they were talking about my heroic feat of single-handedly fighting off three thugs last night. I wondered how much they were exaggerating about me this time. Last time, I fought the hooligans to a draw, and Xiaoyi hailed me as a hero. This time, all four hooligans ended up in the hospital, so Xiaoyi's boasting will definitely be even more exaggerated. No wonder all the girls were staring at me when I came in, making me and the second-in-command wonder if something was wrong with my clothes, like my zipper was undone or something. When Xiaoyi saw me come in, she pressed me down to sit, pulled open my collar, and said, "Look, here are Xiaoxin's wounds, and here are his wounds. I applied the medicine for him."

I thought she was going to do something else, but it turns out she was just displaying me like a specimen. My whole body is still sore, and there are still bruises on my head that haven't faded. My classmates can tell at a glance that I've been in a fight, so there's no need to keep it a secret. I just let the girls inspect me. Xiaoyi's little hands were touching my neck, making me feel itchy and uncomfortable. This is still a classroom. Even though we've had a relationship, my classmates don't know yet. Does she need to be so intimate with me, as if she's afraid others won't know about our relationship? However, my classmates were used to our intimate behavior and didn't find it strange. They didn't think anything of it. A few girls even took advantage of me, touching my neck under the pretense of checking my wound, which made me both laugh and cry. What could I do? I was just so popular with the girls.

Zhang Sanfeng, on the other hand, was quite annoyed. Several girls surrounded me, talking, laughing, and touching me, making it impossible for him to study or do his homework. Zhang Sanfeng impatiently said to the girls, "Have you all looked enough? It's just a minor injury, is it really necessary to be so concerned?"

The girls retorted, "Xiao Xin is our class monitor. Can't we show some concern for our class monitor when he's injured?"

"That's right, Xiao Xin was injured fighting off hooligans, it's only right that we express our condolences."

"What minor injury? Can't you see the swelling hasn't completely subsided yet? Xiao Xin, are you still in pain? I have some safflower oil in my bag, do you want to put some on?"

"You're also a member of the class, are you just going to ignore a classmate who's injured?"

"If you get injured in the future, we won't care about you either."

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng surrounded by the girls, looking angry but unable to vent his anger, I actually felt a little sorry for him. I quickly calmed the girls down, thanked them for their concern, and finally got them to quiet down and return to their seats.

Zhang Sanfeng whispered to me, "Don't think you're so great just because you can deal with a few thugs. If you're so capable, let's meet in the arena."

This guy really took my kindness for granted. I rescued him from the girls' encirclement and attack, and instead, he taunted me. It seems he's been putting up with me for a long time. Ever since I came back from Hong Kong, Xiaoyi has been inseparable from me, much closer than before. Seeing this, he's naturally burning with jealousy. Just now, he was also subjected to a barrage of chatter from a group of girls, and he vented all his anger on me.

Xiao Yi said, "How can you be so ungrateful? What did Xiao Xin do to you? Why are you biting people like a mad dog?"

Turning to me, she said, "Xiao Xin, don't pay attention to such rude people."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "You guys are so high-class. Then who was it that accompanied certain people to the movies yesterday? Two girls with one boy, they're really lucky. I wonder how they got into a fight, maybe it was just jealousy, but you act like a hero."

Xiao Yi's face turned red and white, and she said, "Why are you so shameless? Are you uncomfortable if you haven't been scolded for a few days? Yes, I went to the movies with Xiao Xin, so what? It's better than some people wanting to invite girls to the movies and getting rejected. Some people are even children of high-ranking officials, always saying they are..." "Those who interact with high-ranking figures should be of higher quality than us ordinary folks, right? Why do you speak like a thug?"

I said, "Hey Zhang, I know you don't like me, and I feel the same way about you. If you're so tough, come at me. Don't take it out on a girl."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "You think you're so great just because you've been training in the SWAT team these past few days? I've seen the SWAT team before. They only have a few moves. Even if you train for a few more months, I'll still beat you so badly you can't get up."

I said, "You don't need to be so arrogant. Who knows who will beat whom so badly in the end."

Xiao Yi said, "That's right. Maybe you'll end up in the hospital with those thugs too. We're not coming to visit the future mayor."

She really loves to stir up trouble. I thought to myself, could it be that Bai Jingjing's treasure hit my head and manifested so quickly? I was bitten by this mad dog Zhang Sanfeng as soon as I entered the classroom. Who knows what bad luck awaits me next?

Chapter 95 Publicity Plan

The next day was uneventful. Bai Jie didn't react to me much during class, so it seemed Bai Jingjing hadn't complained to her yet. It was embarrassing, and she probably wouldn't dare say it. However, at lunchtime, Liu Ruolan noticed a bruise on my face and knew I'd gotten into another fight yesterday. She was a little distressed and asked me all sorts of questions, even touching my injury. When Xiao Yi and Ding Ling weren't looking, she secretly pinched me. I knew she was upset that I hadn't spent enough time with her these past few days and was jealous of Xiao Yi and Ding Ling. Oh well, I've been busy these past few days. Once I'm done with these things, I'll definitely spend more time with her.

After school in the afternoon, I went to the SWAT team with Xiao Yi and Ding Ling again. My back was aching, and I wanted to rest for another day, but thinking about how arrogant Zhang Sanfeng was, I couldn't swallow my anger and insisted on going to the Terminator team to report.

Now, everyone in the class knows about my duel with Zhang Sanfeng, and most of them support me. Zhang Sanfeng isn't very popular in class. Relying on his father being the vice mayor, he's always bragging to his cronies about meeting high-ranking officials and knowing political inside stories—it's really annoying. He also looks down on other classmates. He disdains those from ordinary working-class families, and even those whose fathers are business owners or managers, calling them nouveau riche. While none of the classmates have had direct conflicts with him like I have, they all intentionally or unintentionally distance themselves from him, avoiding him unless necessary. I've seen plenty of children of officials, but few are as arrogant as him. Even Ding Ling, whose parents are both government officials, is well-liked and approachable at school. Luckily, Zhang Sanfeng's father is only the vice mayor now; if he were the vice governor, who knows how arrogant he'd become.

Arno already knew about yesterday's events and was quite happy to see me. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "Good lad, you've got guts! You didn't embarrass me."

He then asked, "Have you studied anything before? How come you were so swift and decisive, taking care of them in just a few moves?"

I replied, "Of course, it's thanks to your excellent teaching. A strong general has no weak soldiers under his command. If I learned a few more moves, I'd be even more formidable."

Arno, flattered by my compliment, chuckled and said, "Don't think you can get away with just flattering me. Practicing martial arts requires enduring hardship."

I said, "Of course, I train diligently every day, without ever slacking off."

"But you weren't here yesterday; you went to the movies with two girls."

I said, "I didn't even get to see the movie before I got into a fight with some thugs and lost the money for the ticket. If I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to come here and suffer."

Yesterday's exercise was more than usual here. Not to mention the fight, just spending the night in bed with three beautiful women took a lot of energy.

Ding Ling said, "Uncle Shi, you really need to teach Xiao Xin some serious kung fu. Those hooligans suffered a huge loss yesterday, and they'll definitely come back for revenge. Also, Xiao Xin has a martial arts competition in a few days, so you can't let him lose. If he loses face, you'll lose face too." Arno said, "Don't worry, if those hooligans dare to mess with you, I'll make sure they're dead. They've got some nerve, daring to mess with the daughter of the police chief. Is the guy Xiao Xin is fighting that kid surnamed Zhang? Why is he so arrogant?"

Xiao Yi said, "Young Master Zhang looks down on your special police team. He says your moves are all just fancy footwork, nothing special. He'll still beat Xiao Xin to a pulp."

She had been angered by Zhang Sanfeng that morning, and she was adding fuel to the fire.

Arno didn't like Vice Mayor Zhang because of Ding Ling's father, and consequently, he didn't like Zhang Sanfeng either. Xiao Yi's provocation ignited his anger. "That kid's too arrogant! He thinks he's all that just because he's learned a few moves. Xiao Xin, you better stand up for me and teach him a lesson, see if he dares to talk nonsense again!"

I said, "Instructor Shi, the competition is in ten days. Teach me some practical fighting techniques, like Sanda, instead of making me train physical fitness every day. Right now, we're just treating the symptoms, not the cause. I'll train physical fitness after the competition."

Time is so tight; physical fitness can't be built up overnight. It's better to practice moves first. Not everyone in martial arts novels is a martial arts master. My favorite, Wei Xiaobao, didn't have much martial arts skill, but he still did very well in the martial arts world.

Arno knew Xiaoyi's words were partly provocative, but he genuinely didn't want me to lose too badly, as it would embarrass him. We all knew that with only a couple of weeks left, no amount of training could lead to rapid improvement. The most important thing now was to train my reaction speed and combat experience. Even if I couldn't beat Zhang Sanfeng, at least I wouldn't lose too badly. Zhang Sanfeng was under more pressure than me. Everyone knew he was skilled in martial arts; he always boasted about how powerful he was, claiming he could take on several opponents at once. If he lost to me, he would lose all face and prestige. I, on the other hand, was unburdened. Losing was expected, but winning would be a huge upset.

The SWAT team, after all, dealt with emergencies daily, so rapid reaction time was paramount, and they had a well-developed training system for it. But I was in trouble. Arno personally instructed me, teaching me how to judge the direction and force of an opponent's attack. His hands, fists and palms, waved in front of my eyes, making me dizzy. He made it sound so easy, saying that you could tell where someone would attack just by looking into their eyes. I was so dizzy from his claws that I was terrified he'd suddenly attack me; I didn't have time to look where his eyes were looking. Arno was a little dissatisfied. He was only using his hands to attack; he hadn't even used his feet yet. In a real fight, the enemy wouldn't just use their hands and not their feet.

Ding Ling felt sorry for him and said, "Uncle Shi, go easy on him! Don't hurt Xiao Xin; his injuries haven't healed yet."

Arno said, "What, you're already worried? If you don't train hard now, what will you do on the battlefield?"

As he spoke, he made a few feints in front of my eyes and then punched me in the chest.

Captain Li strolled over leisurely and said, "Xiao Yi, why haven't you come for several days? Are you jealous of Xiao Ling?"

Xiao Yi didn't even blush, saying, "What do you men know about girls' affairs? You're coming here every day, have you taken a fancy to some policewoman? Be careful, I'll have Ding Ling tell Auntie, and she'll lock you out tonight."

Captain Li smiled and said to me, "Xiao Xin, your girlfriend has a sharp tongue, you're in for a rough time." He then

said to Ding Ling, "Xiao Ling, your rival is so formidable, you'd better be careful, don't let her steal Xiao Xin away."

Ding Ling blushed and said, "Uncle Li... " "You dare say that about me? I'll really tell Auntie that you're chasing after policewomen every day!"

Captain Li was startled: "Don't talk nonsense! This could be a big deal. A dignified SWAT team leader locked out by his wife, what a bad influence that would be! How could I lead my brothers after this?"

Ding Ling was amused by his feigned nervousness and said, "You promised to give Xiao Xin a certificate for bravery yesterday, why didn't you?"

Captain Li said, "What you did yesterday was at most fighting off criminals, calling it bravery is a bit of an exaggeration."

Ding Ling said, "What about rescuing the woman who fell into the water the day before yesterday? That was definitely bravery, wasn't it?"

“That’s true, but this isn’t within the scope of our special police team. It should be issued by the municipal government, the civil affairs bureau, or the street office,”

Ding Ling said. “I don’t care, you promised yesterday, you can’t go back on your word.”

Captain Li, who had watched her grow up, couldn’t do anything about it. He said, “Alright, alright, we can’t issue a certificate for bravery for now. Tomorrow I’ll have your aunt publish another article about Xiao Xin in the newspaper. It’ll be a way to promote social justice.”

Captain Li’s wife was the editor-in-chief of the local newspaper, so getting a report was a piece of cake for her. Nowadays, there’s often a cold, indifferent attitude in society—a "not my problem" mentality, refusing to help those in distress but only offering money if they need help. The newspaper is very enthusiastic about reporting on promoting social justice and encouraging citizens to resist organized crime. My rescue of someone in the river the day before yesterday was published in both the daily and evening newspapers, although they were just short articles, it still made me a little famous at school.

Ding Ling laughed, "You need to make sure your aunt writes more, not like yesterday's newspaper which only had a tiny bit of content; you wouldn't even notice it if you weren't paying attention."

Team Leader Li said, "Xiao Ling, you're so enthusiastic about promoting Xiao Xin, is there some other motive? I heard your school's student council is having some kind of election, do you want Xiao Xin to be the student council president? You can't mistake your aunt and me for Xiao Xin's campaign team."

Ding Ling said, "What's wrong with that? These days everything needs publicity. If you do a good deed and don't say anything, no one will know. If Xiao Xin gets into the student council, the dean of students won't..." "What's wrong with Xiao Xin? That Zhang guy, besides relying on his father being the mayor and having the school's dean of students backing him up, is always making trouble for Xiao Xin."

Captain Li said, "I didn't realize, Xiao Ling, you're quite politically astute, understanding the importance of publicity, better than your dad. If your dad weren't so straightforward, he'd be a bureau chief by now. No problem, I'll have your aunt give Xiao Xin a good makeover tomorrow, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Ding Ling said, "Uncle Li, please don't tell my dad."

She was going to use media to promote her boyfriend; if her dad found out, he'd be furious.

I said, "Captain Li, that's not a good idea, people will say I'm self-promoting and trying to gain fame."

I never even considered being a student council officer. In my mind, a student council was practically useless; who would bother with that stuff anyway? I didn't even know what roles were in the school's student council. If Ding Ling hadn't been the student council president in my third year of junior high, I wouldn't have known such a thing existed. The same goes for the school's Youth League; only class officers or those with good grades could join. In my mind, the Youth League was just a group for learning from advanced individuals, completely unrelated to any lofty ideals. From elementary school to my third year of junior high, I never held any official position, not even as a group leader collecting homework. It wasn't until high school that I suddenly went from an ordinary person to class monitor—all because of the Mediterranean and Zhang Sanfeng (my pen name). I never wanted to be in the limelight. Now I'm a well-known figure at school, having bravely rescued a woman from drowning in the river, receiving a school-wide commendation and a 2,000 yuan bonus.

Arno said, "What's there to be ashamed of? If you want to get ahead and climb the ladder, you have to be thick-skinned. Besides, your rescue and fight-off with thugs is a real thing, not something made up. It's just that someone helped you out and gave you some publicity. Things aren't like they used to be. You can't just do things without talking about them. Don't you see all those representatives and speeches in the newspapers every day? That's just personality cult, a god-making movement. What's your little thing?"

Captain Li said, "You're spreading reactionary ideas again, trying to poison the children's minds. Xiao Xin is still a student, with a bright future ahead of him. Don't drag him down."

Arno said, "What's the big deal? Don't think you can get away with it just by keeping quiet. The people's eyes are sharp."

Captain Li said, "Your future is ruined by your mouth. You talk nonsense everywhere, embarrassing the leaders. We went to police academy together and were assigned to the same bureau." "You're better than me at everything in your job, and look at you, I'm already a team leader, while you're still just an instructor. It's only because Director Ding protected you, otherwise you might already be stuck guarding a labor camp."

Arno said, "I say what I mean, unlike you, who's clearly angrier than me but won't say it. You're lucky, you've gotten a bit famous after handling a few cases. A female reporter came to interview you, but you ended up tricking her into becoming your girlfriend. Your father-in-law is in charge of publicity, so he's made you a star in the police force. Otherwise, you'd be just like me." Team Leader

Li laughed, "We were just talking about Xiao Xin, and you're digging up dirt on me. Are you asking for a beating?"

Arno said, "Ha, you want to fight me? Go take a break."

Team Leader Li naturally wasn't satisfied, so he took off his coat and went to the boxing ring to fight Arno, but in the end, Arno pinned him down. Arno said, "You've used all that energy on your wife, haven't you? You've just gained weight since becoming captain."

The trainees below the stage were thoroughly exasperated by Arno's scolding. They had hoped Captain Li would teach Arno a lesson, but their hopes were dashed, and they booed loudly. Captain Li said, "You guys, are you happy because I lost? Watch out, I'll make you run three laps too."

The audience then dispersed.

Before leaving, Ding Ling instructed Captain Li, "Uncle Li, don't forget to tell Auntie not to go back on her word like today."

Captain Li laughed, "I know, Miss. I'll make sure your auntie flatters Xiao Xin, gives him plenty of face and attention, and keeps that Zhang kid in check."

Ding Ling left satisfied.

On the way home, I said, "Ding Ling, let's stop playing around. I don't want people to say I'm deliberately showing off."

Ding Ling said, "What are you afraid of being embarrassed about? Others want to be in the news but can't. You've really stolen the show, and Zhang Sanfeng isn't happy about it. He deliberately picked a fight today. I'm going to let you steal the spotlight again and make him furious."

Xiao Yi also said, "That's right, make him furious. His dad loves to show off too. There are shots of his dad on TV every day. One minute he's in a meeting, the next he's on an inspection tour, and then he's supposed to be giving out comfort and support to laid-off workers. He's busier than the Premier. It's like he owns the TV station. Even the smallest things have to be on TV."

Ding Ling said, "Hmph, what's wrong with that? News shows political achievements. He's a rising political star. He has connections at the top. Who wouldn't flatter him?"

Ding Ling's parents are both officials, so naturally they've heard a lot of inside information.

It seems Ding Ling really wants to make me a model citizen. The thought of my name being in the newspaper, and the potential ridicule from my classmates, makes my scalp tingle. I've always been a low-key person and don't like being in the limelight, but I'm really uncomfortable with this. Looks like I'm not thick-skinned enough.

Chapter 096: A Sneak Peek

The next morning, Ding Ling and Xiao Yi went to find the newspaper, but after searching for a long time, they couldn't find any news about me. Ding Ling was very dissatisfied and wanted to call Captain Li to ask if he had mentioned it yesterday. These things need to be done while the iron is hot; if it's a few days later, my classmates will have forgotten about my deeds, and the effect of reporting it then will be diminished. I persuaded her to stop, saying it might be in the evening paper. Ding Ling thought that was possible and put down her phone without calling. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I was really afraid my deeds would be in the newspaper; my skin isn't thick enough, I would definitely blush.

During the second period in the morning, the classroom loudspeaker called Xiaoyi and me to the administration office. These days, schools are all about modern education; every classroom has closed-circuit television and a broadcast system. Anything can be announced over the loudspeaker, and except for major events like the start of the semester, there's generally no need for school-wide assemblies. And they even charge us students for these things; I alone paid 80,000 yuan in "sponsorship fees."

Xiaoyi and I were really unsure what was going on. Could it be that the school found out about our premarital affair? But that was impossible. It was such a secret; besides us, only my sister and Zhang Min knew, and they would never tell anyone.

When we got to the administration office, we saw Liu Ruolan there, and we were startled again. But seeing her smiling, it probably wasn't anything bad.

Once inside the room, a weight was lifted from my shoulders. Sitting there was Xiaoli's mother, the middle-aged woman I'd rescued from the river the day before yesterday. Three other people were beside her: one with a microphone, one with a video camera, and another with a recording device. It seemed reporters from the TV station and newspapers had come to interview me about my deeds. I hadn't expected Captain Li to be so quick. Ding Ling was also there, sitting next to the reporter with the pen, talking to him. They seemed to know each other; she was probably Captain Li's wife. When Ding Ling saw me come in, she looked up at me with a beaming smile, clearly very happy.

The bald-headed man was also unusually pleased to see me; I had brought honor to the school, giving him something to write about in his year-end report.

The interview content was predictable: first, they asked why Xiaoli's mother jumped into the river, and then they asked if I had thought about anything before and after the rescue. I had already been interviewed by a newspaper reporter the day before yesterday after rescuing her, so although I was still a little nervous, I was much better than before, much more flustered and incoherent, and my responses were relatively smooth. Of course, I wouldn't be shameless enough to say that I naturally thought of Lei Feng or anything like that; I honestly shared some of my thoughts and raised some questions: Why didn't anyone jump in to save her when there were so many people on the bridge? Why was I, a minor middle school student, asked to go into the water? Have the traditional virtues of saving lives and helping the weak disappeared? Shouldn't the state encourage and support rescuers? I'm fine this time, but if I had been injured or even died while saving someone, shouldn't I have received government assistance? In the newspapers, we often see stories of people who, while saving others or the nation's life and property, suffer losses themselves because the country lacks a comprehensive rescue system, leaving heroes to shed tears after their blood and sweat. The reporters were surprised that a middle school student like me had such mature thoughts, and they were momentarily at a loss for words. Of course, I didn't expect them to answer these questions anyway. These phenomena are frequently discussed in newspapers and on television, and there aren't many good solutions. I was just expressing my thoughts to ease my mind, a kind of emotional release.

Xiaoli's mother, of course, praised the three of us highly. Saving her was equivalent to saving her, her daughter, and her entire family; I was their greatest benefactor, and she would never forget my kindness. Not only did I save her, but I also gave her the school's bonus and the money I had on me. We're all students, and life isn't easy for us. Yesterday afternoon, I even had my sister deliver 15,000 yuan to Xiaoli, saying it was for her medical treatment. Our family are all good people. As Xiaoli's mother spoke, she became emotional and sobbed uncontrollably, making us all tear up as well. Yesterday, I had Xiaoyi take 10,000 yuan to my sister, and she must have added another 5,000. My sister, like me, has experienced the pain of losing a loved one and cannot bear to see others suffer the pain of separation and death.

When discussing medical expenses, Mediterranean, after consulting with the principal, gave Xiaoli 10,000 yuan in the name of the school for her treatment and recuperation. He also announced that No. 5 Middle School would form a support partnership with Xiaoli, welcoming her to transfer to No. 5 Middle School after she recovers. The school will waive her tuition and provide financial assistance. I know this is mainly Mediterranean's way of promoting the school's image and his own achievements; to put it bluntly, it's a show. But I'm still happy for Xiaoli and her mother. Not only is the medical expense covered, but the tuition fee, which is a major worry for ordinary people, has also been resolved. No. 5 Middle School is the top-ranked key middle school in the city; if Xiaoli can enter No. 5 Middle School, her future will be bright.

Having connections in high places makes things easier. With Captain Li's wife involved, the interview was a success. By 2 PM, the evening paper was in our hands, and the TV station had also notified us to watch the news that night. They were really quick! I secretly asked Ding Ling, "Isn't Captain Li's wife from the newspaper? Why are TV reporters here too?" Ding Ling had arrived at the teaching office earlier than me and knew Captain Li's wife; she had also asked about it. It turned out that after receiving her sister and 15,000 yuan yesterday, Xiao Li's mother hadn't slept well all night, feeling extremely excited and unable to resist telling the neighbors about meeting such good people. The neighbors were also happy for Xiao Li's family, and some suggested that Xiao Li's mother call the TV station and the newspaper, saying that such a good deed should be praised, and good people should be rewarded. So, even if Ding Ling hadn't had Captain Li tell his wife yesterday, the reporters would still have come to the school to interview them today. I breathed a sigh of relief. If the reporter had come because Ding Ling had persuaded me, even if I appeared on TV and in the newspapers, I would still feel a little strange, like I was being paid for the news. Now that I knew it was Xiaoli's mother who called, that worry disappeared, although I still felt a little embarrassed.

Xiaoyi didn't care about that at all; she specially bought more than a dozen copies of the newspaper to share with her classmates, eager to read it first, and she was very proud of herself.

I saw that the newspaper was quite objective, not exaggerating the facts or portraying me as a model student and child. Besides describing my rescue, it also discussed the indifference that exists in society today, and whether the state should provide compensation to those who act bravely and righteously if they suffer loss of life or property while helping others. The newspaper also said that it would further discuss this issue to raise public awareness. Xiaoli's medical condition was also reported in the newspaper, of course, using pseudonyms to avoid infringing on Xiaoli's privacy and affecting her future studies and life. The newspaper also reported that we gave the prize money and 15,000 yuan to Xiaoli for medical treatment. The school's donation and support for Xiaoli's studies were also mentioned. The article included three photos: one of me after rescuing her the day before yesterday; another of me, Xiaoyi, Dingling, and Xiaoli's mother the day after; and a third of Mediterranean handing a check to Xiaoli's mother. Xiaoyi even cut out the page with the article, saying she would keep it forever. Especially the photo of the three of us with Xiaoli's mother—the angle and lighting were perfect. I was in the middle, with Dingling and Xiaoyi on either side; it really did look like I was embracing them!

The second-in-command said to me, "Boss, you're famous now. Don't forget your brothers when you get promoted and make a fortune."

I replied, "Making a fortune is fine, but promotion is unnecessary. I'm not obsessed with officialdom."

The second-in-command said, "You can't say that. Boss, you're not an official for personal gain, you're serving the people."

I laughed, "Your flattery skills are getting better and better. Where did you learn that?"

The second-in-command said, "I learned it from you, Boss. You're with those two school beauties every day, spouting sweet nothings like the heavens. I've only learned a little bit." I

said, "You didn't learn a little bit, you're just asking for a beating."

Jia dodged my punch and said, "Boss, seriously, with your current reputation, you'd definitely succeed in running for student council."

I said, "I told you I'm not obsessed with power, I'm not going to run for any student council officer. We've been in school for almost two months, have you seen the student council do anything for us? They did collect membership fees, but unfortunately I'm not a member, so they can't get money out of me."

Xiao Yi said, "You're not obsessed with power, but some people are. Some people follow teachers around like shadows just to get a student council member position."

She really disliked Zhang Sanfeng and was always thinking of ways to annoy him and put an end to his arrogance.

I saw that Zhang Sanfeng was getting restless again, but since Xiao Yi didn't name him, he couldn't lash out, otherwise it would be seen as him admitting he was obsessed with power. But even the classmates who didn't name him knew that Xiao Yi was talking about him. Right now, he was getting very close to Mediterranean and preparing for the election. Having learned his lesson from the last "class monitor election," Mediterranean has become wiser and will no longer hold a direct election but an indirect one. The specific election details are still unknown, but Mediterranean will definitely find a way to ensure Zhang Sanfeng's election. Last time, Zhang Sanfeng lost the class monitor position, which not only embarrassed Mediterranean, but also reportedly displeased Vice Mayor Zhang, who expressed doubts about Mediterranean's leadership abilities. This is a crucial matter concerning Mediterranean's chances of becoming principal and climbing to a higher position, so Mediterranean is extremely focused on it. Mediterranean has already hinted to me through Liu Ruolan that if I don't cause trouble this time, he will turn a blind eye to my almost open relationship with Xiaoyi and Dingling at school; otherwise, needless to say, I know the consequences.

I'm not afraid of what Mediterranean can really do to me, but I'm worried that Xiaoyi, Dingling, and even Liu Ruolan might be implicated. So this time, I haven't really contradicted Mediterranean much, but Zhang Sanfeng thinks I'm afraid of him and has become even more arrogant, which is both ridiculous and infuriating.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng didn't retort, Xiaoyi felt a little smug and wanted to say a few more words, but I said, "Alright, anyway, I don't want to be an official. Let others be the ones who want to be officials."

Xiaoyi said, "Why not? You're a big celebrity at school now. You're in the newspapers and on TV. You're very well-known. Your classmates will definitely vote for you."

The second-in-command chimed in, "Yeah, Xiaoxin, you'll definitely win if you run for office. Our whole class supports you."

Xiaoyi laughed, "That's not right. How can the whole class support you? There will always be one or two people who absolutely won't support you."

She really was going against Zhang Sanfeng; she was clearly talking about Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng, already seething with anger, seized the opportunity to vent, saying, "Yes, of course there will be people who don't support it. Who knows if these reporters were hired by themselves, paying for a news story? They'd actually do something like that."

Xiaoyi said, "Are you jealous of Xiaoxin's fame? If you're so capable, why don't you jump into the river and save someone? Why don't you give them money?"

Zhang Sanfeng said, "I know your family is rich. You could easily come up with tens or even hundreds of thousands. But some people are even receiving school hardship allowances, yet they're putting on a show and donating money. I don't know where their money came from. Maybe you paid them to get attention? Isn't that just seeking fame and fortune? How can people like that be student leaders?"

Xiaoyi said, "Don't think that just because you're rich, everyone else has to be broke. This is money Xiaoxin made from stocks."

Zhang Sanfeng said, " "Even if you all have money, it's just saving one person. Why all the media coverage and TV interviews? Isn't this just a show? Did you bribe that woman and the reporter to put on this?"

I snapped back, "You little brat, do you have any humanity? Do you think she wanted to jump into the river? Do you think she wanted her daughter to get sick? Why don't you have your mom jump in too so I can save her a little longer? Do you think everyone's like your father, used to putting on TV shows every day? We're giving our own money. Go ask your father, how much of that money comes from his own pocket? He acts like a great philanthropist, insisting the TV audience see it."

I secretly rejoiced that the reporter came because Xiaoli's mother called, not because Ding Ling had Li tell her, otherwise they wouldn't be so self-righteous now. Zhang Sanfeng criticizing me was one thing, but to slander Xiaoli's mother was just too much.

Zhang Sanfeng said, "You dare talk about my dad like that? You're asking for a beating!"

He threw a punch, which I dodged, but it still landed on my shoulder—it hurt terribly.

Xiaoyi helped me up, saying, "Zhang Zijian, you're resorting to violence just

because you can't win an argument with Xiaoxin?" Since Zhang Sanfeng had already started, he didn't hold back anymore and threw another punch, saying, "I'm hitting you! What are you going to do about it? Don't think you can fight me just because you've been in the SWAT team for a few days."

This time I was prepared and dodged, letting his punch miss. I said, "This time you hit me first."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "So what? I'm hitting you anyway."

He threw another punch.

I lunged forward, and he landed another heavy punch on my shoulder, but I also punched Zhang Sanfeng hard in the nose, causing blood to flow freely. This time, I deliberately let him hit me, so I could deliver the final blow. This kid is taller and stronger than me. If we really fought, I wouldn't be a match for him. I had no choice but to take this risky move; it's a case of "putting myself in a do-or-die situation." When Zhang Sanfeng threw his first two punches at me, I dodged them. He thought I was afraid of him and didn't dare to fight him head-on. He was careless for a moment and took a punch from me, causing his nose to bleed profusely. To be honest, he landed two punches on me, which should have been enough to hurt me, but mine was an internal injury, while his face was covered in blood, making him look much more disheveled than me. Zhang Sanfeng had been boasting about his martial arts skills, and being ambushed by me had humiliated him greatly. Enraged, he wiped the blood from his face and said, "You dare fight back? I'll beat you to death today!"

I retorted, "Are you out of your mind? Are you an idiot? You're allowed to hit me, but you're not allowed to fight back."

Zhang Sanfeng fell silent, throwing several more punches. He was taller and had longer arms than me, and I was hit in the face and chest by one punch, but I hadn't landed a single blow on him. I was furious too. Seizing the opportunity, I lunged forward and delivered a heavy palm strike to his neck, probably severing his carotid artery. Zhang Sanfeng felt dizzy and almost fainted. I'd learned this technique from a special forces combat book; I'd used it almost by accident when fighting some thugs the day before yesterday, knocking one unconscious on the spot. Today it wasn't as effective, but it still made Zhang Sanfeng dizzy for a moment, allowing me to take advantage and deliver another heavy blow to his abdomen. For that divine palm strike, I got an elbow to the shoulder from Zhang Sanfeng, it fucking hurt! Zhang Sanfeng got up and was about to swing a chair when suddenly a loud shout came from outside the door: "Stop! What are you two doing?"

I was also about to grab a chair when I looked out and saw a bald man holding several newspapers. He probably wanted to tell us about my exploits. I couldn't believe I'd come across a fight scene as soon as I entered the classroom, so I quickly stopped him.

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