[Fantasy] Sun Wukong's Seven-Day Holiday (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 50 Women's Prison (Part 1)

Wukong leaned against the door, arms crossed, and asked bluntly, "Tell me, where are you imprisoning Yang Ru?"

A cunning glint flashed across Li Datong's face as he stammered, "Which Yang Ru? Who is she?" Wukong knew he was feigning ignorance. He jumped over, grabbed Li Datong's collar, and shouted, "Don't play dumb! I'll give you one more chance to confess. Where is she?"

Li Datong trembled like a leaf, but still held onto a sliver of hope, attempting to feign ignorance and slip through his fingers. He said, "I'm not pretending, I really—I really don't know."

"Looks like you won't tell the truth unless I teach you a lesson!" Wukong was furious. He grabbed Li Datong's collar with one hand and lifted him high into the air. Li Datong turned pale with fright, his legs kicking wildly in mid-air. Wukong released his grip, and Li Datong crashed heavily to the ground, face down, his nose bleeding profusely.

"Old Li, why do this? If you know anything, just tell him! These old bones of yours, another fall and you'll be broken!" Mrs. Li, her heart pounding with fear, quickly tried to dissuade him. Li Datong lay on the ground, groaning in pain, silent. Seeing his stubbornness, Wukong grew angry and grabbed his clothes, lifting him into the air.

Li Datong was already half-asleep; another fall would be no joke, his old life in danger! After much deliberation, realizing that saving his life was paramount, he pleaded, "Don't fall! I'll tell you everything!" Wukong chuckled, put him back on the ground, and said, "If you had told me sooner, you could have avoided a beating."

Li Datong sat dejectedly on the ground and said, "Four days ago, Old Zheng from the police station called me, saying that TV reporter Yang Ru had handed over a batch of evidence to the police station, including a recording of my son Li Qing's conversation, Xiao Xiang's account books, and so on. If it's exposed, it will be very detrimental to my career. When I found out, I panicked and asked Xiao Xiang for help. Xiao Xiang said he could definitely handle it. I think Yang Ru is probably in Xiao Xiang's hands now."

"Who is that Old Zheng?" Wukong asked.

"Old Zheng is the police chief."

"Hmph, what a bunch of snakes and rats! So despicable! With corrupt officials like you around, it's a disaster for the people! If I ever get the chance to see this scum, I will definitely not let him go!" Wukong rubbed his hands together in anger.

"Where is Xiao Xiang now?" Wukong asked again.

Li Datong wiped the blood from his nose and said, "Ever since you burned down Wutong Manor, Xiao Xiang has moved his base to Wutong Farm. He spends most of his time there."

"Where is Wutong Farm?"

"A hundred kilometers south of here, near the sea. They grow sugarcane, rice, soybeans, everything." Li Datong answered honestly.

Wukong kicked Li Datong to the ground, sternly saying, "Don't let a word of my coming to find you leak out, or I'll really cut off your head and feed it to the dogs!"

Li Datong scrambled to his feet like a dog, repeatedly saying, "I wouldn't dare, I definitely won't tell anyone."

Wukong glanced at the two stunned women and scoffed, "This dog-like man, it's rare that you two are even fighting over him!" With that, he turned and left leisurely. The three inside looked at each other, not daring to breathe.

Once outside, Wukong somersaulted south. Soon, he found the Wutong Farm that Li Datong had mentioned. The farm was vast, surrounded by high walls topped with dense barbed wire. Under the dim moonlight, it appeared eerie and mysterious. Inside the walls were six five-story buildings, dimly lit and teeming with shadowy figures.

Wukong descended from the clouds and crouched down beside one of the buildings, observing it closely. The six buildings were arranged in a circle, echoing each other. Each building had a heavily armed guard standing watch below it; there was a guard about two hundred meters in front of Wukong. However, Wukong landed quietly and was not detected. Seeing the heavy security, Wukong didn't want to alert them and potentially harm Yang Ru. So, he secretly recited an incantation, transforming into a tiny mosquito.

He circled the six buildings, gaining a preliminary understanding of the layout. On the surface, it was a farm, but in reality, it was a prison. The three buildings were for holding "prisoners," their iron gates tightly shut, each floor guarded by a jailer with a gun. The other three buildings were presumably the living quarters for Xiao Xiang and the jailers.

Wukong flew to the three buildings first to investigate. He entered one cell, where ten men were lying on the floor chatting, since it was still early. A tall man stared blankly at the ceiling, saying listlessly, "Sigh, it's all work, work, work. In this sweltering heat, I'm about to die from exhaustion. When will this hardship end?"

An old voice said, "Young man, you've only been here a short time, there are some things you don't understand yet. Let me tell you, don't always think about getting out, that will put your mind at ease. Entering Wutong Farm is like entering the gates of hell. Unless your family has a lot of money to bail you out, the chance of getting out is almost zero."

"Old sir, how long have you been here?" the tall young man asked.

"It should be more than five years. But I'm not that long, I heard the longest one has been here is almost ten years!" the old man said.

"Ten years is such a long time, and new people come in every day. Since no one can get out, isn't this place overcrowded?" the tall young man asked, puzzled.

The old man lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "There won't be a shortage of people. The sea is not far from here. If someone is seriously ill or wants to escape, they can just throw them into the sea, saving them the trouble of burying them. I've lived in this cell for more than five years, and the people in this cell have changed countless times. My old bones are still quite strong, I haven't been seriously ill, and I still have some strength to do work, so I've been able to survive until now."

The tall young man was horrified and said, "Isn't that worse than being in prison? At least in prison, you can see the light of day again."

"You have to understand, this isn't a government prison, it's just a farm run by Wutong Yeyu. The people who come in are all penniless guys who have offended Wutong Yeyu, people they can't squeeze any money out of. Here, a human life is cheaper than a dog's..." the old man sighed.

Wukong felt a pang of sadness and turned to fly away from the cell. He feared that a momentary impulse would reveal his true form and jeopardize everything, so he decided to be patient and assess the situation before making any decisions.

He flew to another building, which was also filled with men.

Wukong then flew to yet another building, where all five floors were filled with women. Wukong searched each floor, but couldn't find even a trace of Yang Ru. Strange, where would they imprison her? Wukong wondered if he hadn't been careful enough and had missed something. He needed to search again. He searched from the fifth floor down to the first, but still found nothing.

In a room on the first floor, ten young women were also imprisoned. The room was large and empty, without even a mat. The ten women were squatting, sitting, or lying down, all with their eyes open, each lost in their own thoughts. A petite girl sat on the floor, hugging her knees, her head buried tightly in her knees, her shoulders trembling, emitting suppressed sobs. Her

roommates remained silent, looking at her with pity, unable to help. A slightly older woman walked over, patted her shoulder, and said, "Little sister, don't cry, it'll be terrible if they hear!"

The woman, who had been sobbing softly, stopped and looked up. Wukong saw a youthful face, who looked to be under eighteen.

"New here?" the older woman asked softly, then added, "My name is Liu Ying."

"Hello, Sister Ying. My surname is also Liu, and my name is Yueyue."

"What a coincidence! I never expected to meet such a beautiful sister with the same surname in this godforsaken place! Yueyue, you're so young and have such a pure appearance, you don't seem like a woman who has fallen into prostitution. Why were you brought here?" Liu Ying asked with concern.

"Sigh, it's a long story," Yueyue sighed, her face full of sorrow. "I just graduated from high school this year. My family is too poor to continue my studies, so I didn't take the college entrance exam. I went to the city to work with Sister Taohua from my hometown. Who knew Sister Taohua was a human trafficker? She sold me to a hair salon and then disappeared. This hair salon is a brothel. The owner wanted me to serve customers, but I refused and threatened to jump off a building. Today, I even scratched a customer, and now I've been sent here without any explanation."

"What's the name of that hair salon?" Liu Ying asked.

"I think it's called 'Lai Lai Hair Salon'."

"Oh, no wonder you were sent here. This hair salon belongs to Wutong Yeyu. You've gotten yourself into big trouble!" Liu Ying said sympathetically.

"Really? What should I do? Can I still get out?" Yueyue asked anxiously, her face filled with worry and confusion, her eyes fixed on Liu Ying.

"Sigh, how can I put it? Unless you agree to their demands, getting out is harder than climbing to heaven!"

"Sell my body? I'd rather die than agree!" Yueyue gritted her teeth and said firmly.

"It would be good to die, but sometimes it's a death wish." Liu Ying sighed softly and said, "Do you know why we women are here?"

Yueyue shook her head and looked at Liu Ying with curious eyes.

Chapter 51 Women's Prison (Part Two)

Liu Ying sighed and said, "Wutong Yeyu owns many hair salons, foot massage parlors, and entertainment venues. Most of the women sent here used to be prostitutes in these places. Some offended customers, some offended gangs. They are sent here for hellish reformation until you are obedient and no longer dare to have any disobedience. Only then will you be sent back to your original place to earn money for them again." "

Sister Ying, what did you do to get locked up here?" Yueyue asked her.

“I used to work as a hostess at a nightclub. I met a young man who worked there as a waiter. He was genuinely good to me and didn’t mind my shameful past. He was willing to marry me, and I fell in love with him too. So we secretly went back to my hometown and got married. But then the people from Wutong Night Rain found our address and said I hadn’t paid the 100,000 yuan ransom. They broke my new husband’s leg and dragged me back to the nightclub. Later, they said I always had a long face and never smiled, and the customers were unhappy with me, so they sent me here. Sigh, life is so hard for people in this line of work!” Liu Ying said, choking back tears.

Yueyue listened, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Sister Ying, we're both unfortunate! What are your plans?"

Liu Ying forced back her tears and said, "What plans can I have? Either I grow old and die here, or I obediently go back to the nightclub and continue selling my body. Even if my heart is full of sorrow, I have to force a smile. But no matter how I pretend, I can't smile. When I think of my husband back home, whose leg was broken, tears just flow down my face without me realizing it..."

The two embraced and sobbed softly.

The male jailer outside heard the commotion and peeked in through the food delivery opening, seeing the two of them crying together.

The jailer opened the door, swearing vulgarly, "Liu Ying, you've been here for over ten days, crying every day, affecting everyone else's mood. Are you itching down there? Request to be my servant. And you, this new girl, I think your name is Liu Yueyue? You don't know any rules, crying the moment you arrive, breaking the rules. I'm going to punish you both." Liu Ying, terrified, turned pale and said, "It's all my fault

. I started crying, it has nothing to do with Yueyue. Punish me alone if you must."

He chuckled lewdly, saying, "Don't worry, one at a time. Liu Ying, you go first, then Liu Yueyue. Today I'm going to kill two birds with one stone!" He pinched Yueyue's fair and delicate face, saying, "Little girl, today I'm going to give you your first lesson in life."

Yueyue blushed deeply, shoving his hand away, saying, "You're so annoying!"

The jailer chuckled lewdly, revealing a mouthful of smoky teeth, saying, "Heh, you've got quite a personality! I like little firecrackers like you! Come on, let's get intimate." He pounced on her, pinning Yueyue to the ground.

Yueyue struggled desperately, pushing and kicking, but she was no match for him, a weak woman. After a few struggles, the jailer stripped off her top, revealing her snow-white breasts. But she still didn't give in, scratching wildly, leaving several bloody marks on the jailer's face.

The jailer, enraged and humiliated, roared, "

Damn it! I've been working here for years, and no one has ever dared to disobey me like this. I'll make you beg for mercy on your knees!" Liu Ying pleaded desperately, "Brother, she's still a virgin, please have mercy on her. Let me serve you, okay?" She quickly stripped off her clothes, revealing her naked, snow-white body, and knelt beside the jailer, saying, "Brother, come and do me."

The eight women nearby glared angrily at the jailer, but fearing Wutong Yeyu's lewd power, none dared to speak, let alone try to persuade him to leave.

Yueyue's expression was almost frantic; her hair was disheveled, and her hands flailing wildly. Although the jailer was strong, he couldn't succeed for a moment. He stopped, glanced at the naked Liu Ying beside him, swallowed hard, and said, "Alright, I'll have you first. Liu Yueyue, you watch closely from the side. I'll finish with her, then I'll have you!"

The jailer stood up from Yueyue and quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his dark skin. His earlier pursuit of Yueyue had aroused him to the point of being unable to control himself; his manhood was already hard and erect. He played with his erect, filthy member, pointed it at Yueyue, and said, "Look, I'll let you taste it in a moment."

Yueyue had already sat up, hugging her bare chest with her arms. Seeing the erect, filthy member, she was filled with shame and indignation. She turned her head away, gritting her teeth, and said, "Beast! Animal! Shameless dog!"

The jailer laughed loudly and said, "My little darling, you've cursed me so well now. After I'm done with you, you'll love me to death!" Then he turned to Liuying and said, "Aren't you going to lie down and spread your legs? Do you want me to help you?"

Liuying lay down silently, tears streaming down her face, her snow-white body completely exposed before the jailer, like a lamb to the slaughter. The jailer bent down, grabbed her breast with one hand, and spread her legs with the other, revealing her alluring vulva. He guided his penis and was about to insert it. Gathering her courage, Liu Yueyue suddenly stood up and shoved the jailer with all her might, knocking him to the ground.

The jailer, caught off guard, had no idea such a sudden outburst. He was sent sprawling—no, including his erect penis, it should be said he was upside down. The other eight women, who had been glaring angrily nearby, couldn't help but burst into mocking laughter.

The jailer roared in fury, sat up abruptly, strode over to Yueyue, and raised his right foot to kick her. Yueyue, already prepared to die, didn't dodge, closing her eyes to receive his powerful kick.

The women were terrified and cried out in unison, "Yueyue, get out of the way!"

Liu Ying was even more terrified, crying out through tears, "Yueyue..."

The jailer's right foot was still inches from Yueyue's snow-white chest when suddenly a strong hand grabbed it. With a forceful pull, the jailer's body was lifted ten feet into the air, spinning 360 degrees around his right foot, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air before crashing to the ground in a very ungraceful manner.

The jailer was in so much pain that he almost fainted, his eyes glazed over, almost as if he were in a dream. The man before him was handsome and extraordinary, his martial arts unfathomable. Could he be Sun Wukong, who had stirred up the wind and rain in the night of the Wutong tree? He asked fearfully, "Are you Sun Wukong? When did you come in?"

Some of the women also recognized Wukong and exclaimed, "Ah, it really is Sun Wukong! I never imagined he was so valiant!"

Wukong didn't answer. He walked over, stepped on the jailer's face, and said, "I have a question for you. Answer honestly. If you cheat, today is your death day!"

The jailer was terrified. Sun Wukong's name was like a plague in the night rain. Hearing about him made him restless, let alone having his face stepped on. So he said, "Brother, please ask. As long as you spare my worthless life, I will tell you everything you want to know without reservation!"

"Three days ago, wasn't a female reporter named Yang Ru locked up here?" Wukong asked him, enunciating each word clearly.

The jailer thought for a long time and said, "I haven't seen this person before, really, I swear on my life. I'm only responsible for supervising the first floor. Or, if she wasn't locked up on this floor, then I wouldn't know. You'd better ask on other floors."

"Are you really not lying?" Wukong pressed down a little harder on his face with his foot, and the jailer's mouth twisted in pain.

He repeatedly said, "Brother, if I've uttered even half a lie, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death." Wukong knew he wouldn't dare to lie, and further questioning wouldn't yield any results, so he decided to check with the jailers on each floor. So he hooked the jailer's naked body with his foot and kicked him against the corner. The jailer was kicked against the corner like a bag of garbage, landing with a dull thud. Before the jailer could even let out a scream, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from the pain.

The women happily gathered around Wukong, chattering like a flock of lively magpies. Wukong looked them over and saw that Liu Ying had already put her clothes back on, and Yueyue had also taken off her torn clothes and changed into a clean set.

When Liu Ying saw Wukong looking her over, she remembered her embarrassing state of being naked just moments before, and her face flushed red. She lowered her head shyly and said, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh, brother."

Wukong said sternly, "Liu Ying, you are a true heroine! You were willing to sacrifice yourself for Yueyue, and I admire you greatly." Turning to Yueyue, he said, "Little girl, I also admire your unwavering courage in the face of that lecherous thief."

Liu Ying and Yueyue, flattered by the praise, lowered their heads shyly, too embarrassed to look Wukong in the eye.

"Does this lecherous thief often commit such acts?" Wukong asked.

A woman with blue-rimmed eyes said fiercely, "Yes, whenever his lust takes hold, he comes in, finds someone he likes, and unleashes his beastly desires in front of everyone. We all wish we could skin him alive and eat his flesh..."

"Then why don't you resist like Yueyue did?" Wukong asked.

"Sigh, some people have tried to resist, but the result was even more tragic. After being taken advantage of by several big men, they were thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. Who would dare to resist again? In this situation, once the people of Wutong Yeyu find out, our fate is unimaginable," the woman with blue-rimmed eyes said worriedly.

The women all fell silent, trembling with fear at the thought of the gang's tyranny and the uncertainty of what fate awaited them.

Chapter 52: Brothers Taking Turns on Each Other .

The women all fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts, and a moment of silence descended upon the room. Liu Yueyue broke the silence first, saying, "What's there to be afraid of? Good fortune will come, misfortune will be

unavoidable. Either way, we're going to die, so let's die a glorious death! This beast almost violated Sister Ying and me! I'm going to beat him up to vent my anger!" Yueyue walked over, took off her slippers, and slapped them at the jailer's face. The other women thought it made sense; they'd already caused trouble, so why not give him a good beating? They'd all suffered his humiliation before, and their resentment erupted like a volcano. They all took off their shoes and started beating him mercilessly.

The jailer, who had already fainted, slowly woke up after the beating. He saw ten shoes flying around in front of him, slapping and hitting his mouth, nose, and forehead. Some couldn't squeeze in, so they hit him all over. He was already naked, and now it was even more chaotic; his chest, abdomen, and even his most private parts weren't spared. Those who had suffered before would specifically target his filth, cursing viciously, "I'll beat you to death, you bastard! How will you ever do evil again?"

The jailer couldn't endure such torture; his eyes rolled back, and he fainted again.

Seeing their fervor, Wukong laughed and said, "How about that? Got your anger vented? Want to find some more scum to take it out on?"

Everyone was having a good time, and hearing there were other jailers to beat, they excitedly said, "Of course!"

"Then you wait." Wukong opened the door and went out, soon dragging two jailers in like dead dogs. He threw them on the ground and said, "Beat them hard; they won't complain, because they can't speak." Everyone gathered around and saw that both men had rags stuffed in their mouths, so of course they couldn't speak. They immediately started kicking and pulling, venting their anger.

Wukong did the same, throwing in all four jailers from upstairs. Including the naked one, all five jailers were brought in. Seeing that he had easily subdued the jailers, the women saw a glimmer of hope and were delighted. They increased their strength, beating the four jailers until they were helpless, unable to beg for mercy, and could only close their eyes and endure the pain.

After beating them for a while, Wukong saw that the time was almost up. If he continued, they would probably faint, and then he wouldn't be able to get any answers he wanted. So he smiled and said, "Alright, alright, everyone's tired. Let's take a break. If you're interested, you can continue after I finish asking your questions."

The women all stopped. Yueyue rubbed her wrists and said, "Hehe, even my hands are sore. Beating people is really not a fun thing."

Liu Ying, however, was excited and her face was flushed. She said breathlessly, "Who says beating people isn't fun? I think it's extremely fun! Hehe, I wish they could beat me up every day!" Liu Ying was used to being submissive and had suffered the most injustices. Once she vented, she couldn't stop and became addicted to beating people.

Wukong stuffed the rags into the mouths of the four men and said, "None of you are allowed to speak without my permission! Anyone who disobeys will have their hands and feet chopped off."

The four men nodded, staring at Wukong with terrified eyes. They already had a vague feeling that this handsome man before them was none other than Sun Wukong, who had severely injured Wutong Yeyu. They had heard countless descriptions of Sun Wukong from their surviving companions, and although they had never met him, his name was already legendary. How could they dare utter another sound? They even tried to breathe softly, fearing that they might accidentally anger this nemesis and lose their lives.

Seeing them trembling with panic, Wukong said, "Aren't you usually so imposing? Why are you all so scared all of a sudden? It's such a disgrace to men to be in front of so many beautiful women! Don't panic. I'll ask you one question. If you answer honestly, I'll let him go. But if anyone tries to cheat or lie to me, their fate will be the same as that guy's! Maybe even worse!" Wukong pointed to the naked jailer slumped against the wall.

The four jailers nodded repeatedly like chickens pecking at rice. Without Wukong's permission, none of them dared to utter a sound, only managing to send fawning glances into their eyes to win his favor.

Wukong said solemnly, "Now I'm asking you, three days ago, wasn't a female reporter named Yang Ru locked up in your cell? If yes, nod; if no, shake your head!"

The four jailers thought for a moment and then shook their heads in unison. Wukong knew they wouldn't dare lie, and further questioning would yield the same result. It seemed Yang Ru hadn't been imprisoned in this building. So where was she being held captive? It seemed the only way was to find Xiao Xiang and ask her personally. So he said to the women, "These guys are yours to deal with as you please. I'm going out for a bit to wipe out their hideout and give you your freedom."

The women cheered and chattered excitedly around Wukong.

"But they outnumber you. Are you confident you can defeat them alone?" Liu Yueyue asked with concern. "Or, I'll go with you."

Wukong chuckled and said, "What good would you do if you came with me?"

“At least, we’ll have another pair of eyes to help you,” Yueyue said, her face flushed as she protested, seeing Wukong laughing at her.

“No need. You stay with them and wait for my good news,” Wukong said, seeing that she was serious and genuinely concerned about his safety, so he dared not laugh at her anymore.

Wukong left the cell, transformed himself into one of the jailers, and swaggered away. The guards greeted him, "Hey, Ding San, no need to stay with your beauties, wandering around aimlessly? Had enough fun, came out for some fresh air?" Wukong knew in his heart that the guy he had transformed into was named Ding San, so he replied with a grin, "Yeah, I've been squatting in there for too long, got a bit stuffy, came out to chat with the brothers."

The guard said enviously, "Damn it, Ding San, you're showing off, aren't you? The brothers are going crazy wanting to sit in your spot, and you're here saying you're bored. If I had your kind of luck with women, I'd be happy even without pay."

Wukong leaned closer and whispered, "Brother, I heard a female reporter named Yang Ru was sent here a few days ago, she's absolutely stunning, have you seen her face?" He finished with a wicked smile.

"Tch, all the pretty girls are sent to your cells. Someone like me, a nobody, how could I possibly have the luck to see a beauty?"

"That's true. Then you piece of trash, die!" Wukong lightly patted him, and the henchman collapsed to the ground before he could even utter a sound. Wukong dragged him to a secluded corner and left him there.

Using the same method, Wukong took down the other five guards. He swaggered into the henchmen's dormitory, which was bustling with activity. A large group of people were gambling, making a noisy commotion. The door was ajar; Wukong gently pushed it open.

One of the henchmen saw Wukong and asked, "Third Brother, weren't you on duty tonight? Why are you back? Are you itching for a game?"

Wukong smiled and shook his head. Another henchman chuckled and said, "Third Brother wouldn't dare get involved, would he? He must have just slept with a beautiful woman and is afraid of ruining his luck. Am I right, Third Brother? But don't worry, Third Brother, we're not clean either." He then leered.

Wukong looked into the two rows of bunk beds inside and saw two naked bodies on the bottom bed. A henchman was on top of a woman, thrusting wildly. The woman beneath him was making suppressed moans, which sounded more like sobs than pleasurable moans. The henchman, panting as he worked, said, "Little sister, was that good? Who told you to complain about being tired after only seven or eight customers a night? Let us train you, and I guarantee you can handle twenty customers a night without a problem."

The woman groaned, "Big brother, I—can't take it anymore, please—let me go!"

The henchman chuckled, "Can't take it already? There are plenty of others waiting." He continued his frenzied movements, then collapsed on top of the woman, trembling, and said, "Ah, so comfortable!" He pulled out, got up, put on his pants, and shouted, "Brothers, it's number fifteen's turn!"

A skinny henchman looked at the slip of paper in his hand and said, "Damn it, you're done so quickly? I'm number fifteen, I'll be here after this round!"

A fat man next to him couldn't wait and said, "You can play your cards slowly, I'm number sixteen, sorry, I'll cut in line." Without waiting for the other man's consent, he quickly walked over, pulled down his pants, and started having sex.

Wukong, eager to find his target, didn't want to waste any more time with them. With a dazzling display of skill, the gambling henchmen collapsed to the ground without a sound. Wukong clapped his hands dismissively, saying, "A bunch of useless trash. What use are so many people like Wutong Yeyu?" The fat man had just inserted his penis and thrust a few times when he heard a dull thud behind him. Turning around, he saw a large group of people sprawled on the ground. Terrified, he went limp, his body trembling as he clung to the woman, too weak to even get up.

Chapter 53 Breaking into a Brothel (Part 1)

The henchman, naked and trembling, clung to the woman, asking, "Third Brother, what are you doing?" Wukong walked over, pulled him down, and slammed him to the ground. The fat, naked henchman lay face down, covered in blood and broken teeth.

The woman lay naked on her back on the bed, eyes closed, breathing heavily. Her snow-white belly rose and fell. She felt the heavy weight pressing down on her suddenly lift, a sudden sense of relief, like escaping death. Exhausted and numb from the relentless assault of fifteen burly men, her bare legs were spread wide, revealing a large, wet puddle beneath her.

Wukong looked closely and realized he didn't recognize the woman. A weight lifted from his heart; he was secretly relieved she wasn't Yang Ru. He grabbed some clothes from beside the bed and handed them to her, saying, "Put some clothes on." The woman opened her eyes and saw a strange man staring at her. Extreme exhaustion made her forget her shame. She remained lying with her legs spread, blankly asking, "Who are you?"

"I'm here to rescue you from your suffering," Wukong said softly. The woman's

haggard face filled him with pity. A look of joy appeared on the woman's weary face. She struggled to sit up and looked around, seeing her henchmen lying scattered on the ground. The joy of being reborn gave her renewed strength. She quickly dressed, knelt before Wukong, and said, "My benefactor, please accept my bow."

Wukong hurriedly helped her up, saying, "No need for formalities, get up. How did you, a frail woman, end up in such a miserable state?"

Tears streamed down the woman's face as she said, "I was originally a factory worker, but I was framed by a villain and forced into prostitution. Later, I couldn't bear that kind of life anymore. I had to see seven or eight clients a night. Even an iron body couldn't take it. I seized an opportunity and secretly escaped. But a few days later, they caught me and brought me here. My situation is even more miserable. I suffer torture from these beasts every day..."

Wukong felt deep sympathy and comforted her, saying, "Don't be too sad. The hard times will soon be over. I'll go and take care of these beasts one by one now!" After saying that, he turned and went upstairs.

Upon reaching the second floor, Wukong found the doors locked. He knocked, and a man in slippers opened the door for him. Seeing it was Ding San, he asked, "Third Brother, what's up?"

"Hehe, why are you in bed so early? There's gambling downstairs. Why don't you go make some money?" Wukong said as he barged inside.

"Sigh, I've gambled away all my salary this month. Where am I going to get the money to gamble again? Could you, Third Brother, have some mercy and lend me a few coins to turn things around?"

The henchmen in the room were already asleep, some were already asleep, and those who weren't, lazily greeted Wukong, saying, "Third Brother, coming so late, did you bring some girls you couldn't handle, to satisfy our cravings?" Wukong didn't want to waste time, and said with a grin, "Yes, I, Ding San, thought of you brothers and brought you this good stuff." With that, he used his hands and feet to slap them a few times, and before the henchmen even understood what was happening, they were all lying stiffly, their eyes wide with astonishment, motionless.

Wukong smiled contemptuously and said, "What a bunch of good-for-nothings, so easily beaten. Go get some sleep, someone will come and deal with you soon." He then went to knock on the door of another room. Because he was now disguised as the jailer Ding San, the henchmen didn't suspect anything and easily opened the door for him. In this way, Wukong didn't spend much effort to deal with the henchmen in the two buildings.

There was only one last building left. Judging from its appearance, it was completely different from the others. One side was a floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall, and the other three sides were pure white marble facades. Judging from this, it must be Xiao Xiang's temporary palace, Wukong thought. The second floor was dimly lit, with bursts of laughter coming from inside. The other four rooms were completely dark, without a single ray of light.

Wukong stood below on the first floor and gently knocked on the closed steel door, but there was no response. He knocked a few more times, and the door opened, revealing a fierce-looking face. "Damn it, why are you knocking so hard? Hey, it's you, Ding San, you brat? Why aren't you ringing the doorbell?"

"What doorbell? I always knock," Wukong said.

"Hmph, Ding San, have you got some nerve talking to me like that, Huang Ming? Are you tired of living? I'm one of the top ten assassins of Wutong Night Rain, with a great reputation. What are you, Ding San? Just a jailer." Huang Ming said angrily. *Heh

heh, what top ten assassins? More like top ten good-for-nothings, right?* Wukong thought to himself, mockingly. But aloud he said, "Heh heh, sorry, I'm not very well-educated and my words aren't very polite. I might have offended you, Master Huang. Please forgive me. I'm here to see Boss Xiao. Could you please let me in?" He then tried to barge inside.

Huang Ming stretched out his hand to stop Wukong, saying, "Hey, hey, have you lost your mind today? Don't you know any manners? Boss Xiao is busy inside. Are you trying to get yourself killed by going in like this? You wait here, I'll go in and report to Master Xiao, see if he'll see you."

Wukong, impatient with his nagging, lightly tapped Huang Ming with his finger, and Huang Ming fell down without a sound. Wukong was quick-witted, catching him and lifting him by the clothes with one hand, as easily as lifting a chick, tossing him to a relatively hidden spot by the door. He thought for a moment, then transformed back into Huang Ming's appearance.

Wukong went inside, closed the door, and went straight upstairs.

When he reached the living room on the second floor, he saw that the lights were dim. In the large living room, nine people were sitting, all naked. A man and a woman were embracing, kissing and groping each other, utterly filthy. Wukong glanced around and recognized most of them. Tang San and Xiao Xiang were both there, along with Zhang Yao, the Smiling Tiger, and another man whom Wukong didn't recognize. Of the five women, Wukong recognized Xiao Hong; she was sitting on Tang San's lap, her large breasts prominently displayed.

Hadn't he injured Tang San and Xiao Xiang's legs? How come they seemed unharmed? Perhaps they possessed some kind of miraculous medicine. Wukong stood there, pondering.

"Oh dear, Master Huang, why are you standing there like an idiot? Everyone's getting impatient!" a woman said coquettishly. Wukong looked towards the source of the voice and saw a young woman, completely naked, beckoning to him. Wukong wanted to extract Yang Ru's whereabouts from them, but didn't want to alert them prematurely, so he walked over discreetly. Seeing Wukong approach, the woman stretched out her bare arms and wrapped them around his waist, saying, "Why did you take so long? You've been keeping me waiting so long."

Xiao Xiang lifted her head from the woman's chest and asked, "Huang Ming, who was knocking on the door just now?"

"Oh, it was Ding San from the women's cell. He said he wanted to report to you that there have been quite a few new women in the cell recently, and it's almost too crowded." Wukong casually replied.

"Really? How come there are so many disobedient women lately? Tang San, why haven't you mentioned this to me?" Xiao Xiang turned to ask Tang San.

Tang San was fondling Xiao Hong's pert breasts when he heard the question. He replied, "Mr. Xiao, you're so busy. I wouldn't dare bother you with such a small matter, lest it distract you. Recently, there have indeed been quite a few disobedient women. Perhaps because of Sun Wukong's antics, rumors have spread that Wutong Night Rain is no longer effective. Those women think our supervision has loosened and are trying to take advantage of the situation. Some have secretly escaped, while others have pretended to be sick and refused to serve customers..."

"Damn it, it's all that plague Sun Wukong's fault! We're in such a terrible state. I really wish I could tear him apart and eat his flesh," Xiao Xiang said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, Mr. Xiao, please don't get angry and harm your health. It's not worth it for a mere boy," the woman in Xiao Xiang's arms said seductively, gently stroking his bare chest. Wukong was greatly disappointed. He had thought they would talk about Yang Ru, but this woman had interrupted him, which made him quite annoyed.

"That's right, a mere Sun Wukong, I, Xiao Xiang, will always find a way to kill him. If that day ever comes, I'll hold a celebration, gather all the people from Wutong Night Rain, chop that Sun guy into pieces, give each person a piece, and roast him!" Xiao Xiang's face revealed a terrifying smile.

Hearing this, Wukong thought to himself, "Xiao Xiang, this guy, he really is a leopard that can't change its spots. His heart is so vicious. I spared his life, and he still wants to roast me and eat me. His heart is blacker than a demon's. It seems they really are beyond saving."

Chapter 54 Breaking into a Brothel (Part Two)

Although the room was dimly lit, Wukong, sitting opposite, could still clearly see Xiao Xiang's face, twisted with resentment. The woman in Xiao Xiang's arms murmured in his ear, "Master Xiao, calm down, be careful not to hurt yourself." She lowered her head and licked his bare chest with her fragrant tongue. Xiao Xiang leaned back on the sofa with satisfaction, letting her fragrant tongue roam over his body.

The woman slid off Xiao Xiang, her fragrant tongue licking from his chest and lower abdomen all the way down to his thighs. Xiao Xiang felt very comfortable and said, "My little darling, you're really good. I'll reward you properly later." The woman chuckled and said, "What good things does Master Xiao have to reward me with?"

"I'll give you my most precious possession," Xiao Xiang said with a smile. The woman grabbed Xiao Xiang's manhood and said, "This thing is neither edible nor pretty. I wouldn't even want it if you gave it to me." She said no, but her little hands weren't idle; she grabbed his manhood and stroked it up and down. Then she lowered her head and actually put Xiao Xiang's hard, erect penis into his open mouth, filling his warm, wet cherry-like lips perfectly. Xiao Xiang shivered with pleasure and involuntarily sat up straight, stroking the woman's soft hair, and said, "Ah—darling, so good. I'm so glad I always pamper you!"

Smiling Tiger Zhang Yao and Tang San were sitting on a sofa together. The woman in Zhang Yao's arms said, "Master Zhang, you're always smiling, like a laughing Buddha. Do you always have something that makes you happy?" Zhang Yao stroked her smooth back down, then stopped at her pert buttocks, and said with a smile, "My smile is my facade. Even if things don't go well, I can't lose that facade. Like Master Tang, who's been a cold-faced devil for over ten years, he's even forgotten how to smile. So even if he found a cartload of gold, he wouldn't be able to smile."

Sitting opposite Tang San on his lap, Xiao Hong chuckled and said, "That's true. I've really never seen Master Tang smile even once. Master Tang, can't you smile at me just once?" Tang San, with a cold face, played with her breasts, serious and focused, as if performing a serious task, completely ignoring Xiao Hong's words. Xiao Hong felt a ticklish sensation from his touch, and her lower body was already wet; Tang San's thighs were soaked. She reached her small hand down to Tang San's crotch, where he was already erect. Ignoring his still cold expression, she lifted herself up and inserted his hard, hot member inside her, hugging him tightly and rubbing her hips against his legs. Although Tang

San appeared cold, he was secretly lustful. He had already experienced Xiao Hong's allure at Huaqing Pool, but the incident with Sun Wukong had ruined it, leaving him unsatisfied and frustrated for many days. He longed to relive that experience. Now, Xiao Hong's initiative was exactly what Tang San wanted. Without saying a word, he exerted himself, arching his back and moving his hips up and down, trying his best to please her. Xiao Hong, aroused, supported herself on Tang San's abdomen, her round buttocks rising and falling freely, slapping against his thigh muscles with a series of soft sounds. Her large breasts bounced back and forth, their waves crashing.

Watching this, the smiling tiger Zhang Yao, aroused, reached out to touch the pair of plump, swaying breasts. The woman in his arms pulled his hand back, giggling, "Master Zhang, you're eating what's in your bowl while eyeing what's next. Is it that Sister Hong's breasts are so tempting?" Zhang Yao chuckled, "Your breasts are quite big too, but not as alluring as hers." The woman looked at Xiao Hong's swaying breasts and said, "Then I'll show Master Zhang how alluring I am." With that, she mounted him, took Zhang Yao's member inside her, and began to move up and down, panting, "Master Zhang, how am I being alluring?"

Zhang Yao chuckled from beneath her, "That's more like it. Be a little more alluring, swing your breasts higher, that's it, like that, swing them higher..."

Wukong's face flushed and his heart pounded. He sighed inwardly, thinking, "This Xiao Xiang is truly the greatest lecher in the world. Even animals choose a secluded corner to mate, but they do it so openly and without any restraint. They're worse than beasts!" The woman beside him, listening to the lewd sounds filling the room, was already aroused. Seeing that Wukong was still fully clothed, she pressed her naked body against him and said seductively, "Master Huang, look at them, all so happy, while you sit here like a block of wood. Are you made of stone? Even the hardest heart would melt by now." As she spoke, she pressed her pink face against Wukong's and licked his face with her fragrant tongue.

Wukong clutched his chest, trying to hide his discomfort, saying, "I suddenly feel a pain in my chest, and I feel unwell all over."

The woman said, "You were perfectly fine before you went out, like a lustful devil. I wasn't even prepared, and you stripped me naked. How come you're a completely different person after just one visit?" As she spoke, she pressed her voluptuous body tightly against Wukong, slightly opening her mouth and inserting her fragrant tongue into his mouth. Wukong's tongue was tightly wrapped around hers, making it hard for him to breathe. He quickly pushed her away, saying, "No, my chest really hurts today."

The woman, aroused by the erotic scene in the room, didn't care whether his chest or stomach hurt. She persisted, saying, "Your chest discomfort is probably due to over-excitement. Relax, I'll give you a massage." With that, she removed Wukong's shirt, revealing his bare chest. She gently stroked Wukong's chest with her small hands, softly saying, "Let me massage you, does it feel better?"

Wukong feigned a frown, placed his hands on his chest, and said, "No, it still hurts a little. Let me lie down and rest." He then leaned back, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep. The woman's hands continued to caress Wukong's chest, her eyes glancing down to his crotch, where a large bulge had appeared. It turned out that Wukong, now a mortal, was gradually developing mortal tendencies; the alluring scene in the room had triggered his natural reactions.

The woman, her heart stirred, reached down to touch Wukong's crotch, finding it hard and large. Overjoyed, she said, "Master Huang, you're lying. You said your chest was uncomfortable, but down there you're full of life! Hmm, I want to see Master Huang's treasure." Without further ado, she began to undo Wukong's belt.

Annoyed, Wukong sat up and shoved the woman forcefully. Caught off guard, she fell to the ground, looking at him with terrified eyes, rubbing her sore bottom. "Master Huang," she said, "what's wrong with you? If you don't like me, you don't have to be so cruel as to push me to the ground!"

Smiling Tiger Zhang Yao, while continuing his actions, laughed and said, "Huang Ming, what's wrong with you today, you lecher? Did she not serve you well enough, making you angry? Well, wait a moment, after I'm done, give me this girl for you. Look, this girl's got a wild side." The woman on top of him shook her hips vigorously, pulling his ear, and said, "Master Zhang, your heart is blacker than charcoal." As she spoke, she turned her head and gave Wukong a seductive look. Zhang Yao chuckled and said, "I say my heart is black, but yours isn't much redder. You're working for me, Zhang, while secretly watching Huang Ming. Is it because I, Zhang, can't satisfy you?"

The woman who had fallen to the ground got up and carefully examined Wukong's face. Suddenly, she gasped, "Master Xiao, this isn't Master Huang. Master Huang has a notch near his ear, but he doesn't!"

Wukong knew he had been exposed. He wiped his face with his hand and said, "You're quite observant, woman! That's right, I'm an imposter. Look again carefully, and see who I am?"

Xiao Xiang and the others looked up and, oh my god, it was their jinx, Sun Wukong! They were all terrified.

"Sun—Sun—" Tang San stammered, as if seeing a ghost, touching his mutilated ear, unable to even finish his sentence.

"Hehe, don't be so scared. We're all old acquaintances. Even if we don't line up to welcome you, shouldn't we at least clap our hands? Besides, I was so patient watching you put on your show without ruining it. I've been a good friend!" Wukong said with a smile.

Zhang Yao still had a smile on his face, but to others, it looked more bitter than bitter. Xiao Xiang, having seen her share of storms, didn't want to lose face for her superior in front of her subordinates. She forced herself to remain calm and said, "Hey, Mr. Sun, why have you been picking on me time and time again?"

Wukong grinned and said, "I heard that Boss Xiao has a penchant for cannibalism. I, Old Sun, am offering myself up for you to roast and eat!"

Xiao Xiang was speechless. She had indeed said she would chop him up and roast him. This guy was definitely holding a grudge. It seemed he wouldn't let it go today.

Tang San pushed Xiao Hong off him, revealing his erect genitals, and stood up. Wukong scoffed, "Heh heh, Tang San, you're standing up because you want to spar with me? I think that's unnecessary. Your foot injury healed so quickly?"

Tang San looked embarrassed and said, "Thank you for your concern. My foot injury is indeed much better. However, I don't want to spar with you. Being naked like this is really indecent. I just want to find some clothes to put on." As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the clothes he had thrown on the ground. When he straightened up, he already had a pistol in his hand. He raised the pistol and pointed it at Wukong.

"Haha, Tang San, are you suffering from intermittent amnesia? You forgot so quickly? I, Old Sun, have absolutely no interest in these things called pistols." Wukong stood upright and said with a grin.

Chapter 55 Easily Defeated

Tang San pointed the gun at Wukong, about to pull the trigger, but was surprised to find that Wukong had vanished without a trace. He looked around blankly, searching the entire room, but there was no sign of Wukong. As he watched in astonishment, a sharp pain shot through his chest, and his body was sent flying towards the wall like a tattered wad of cotton. A dull thud followed by a piercing scream, and the cold-faced Yama Tang San's eyes rolled back as he fainted from the pain.

The people in the room couldn't even see how Wukong had made his move; they only saw Tang San slam heavily against the wall and then fall silent. They were horrified, hardly believing what they were seeing. The cold-faced Yama Tang San, ranked first among the top assassins of Wutong Night Rain, was undoubtedly a master of martial arts, yet he hadn't even had a chance to resist Wukong—it was simply unbelievable.

Xiao Xiang's face turned green with fear, his body trembling uncontrollably. He knew his martial arts were on par with Tang San's; if Tang San couldn't dodge Wukong's attack, he had no chance of winning either. The woman on top of him remained, trembling with fear, unable to even muster the strength to get down. Xiao Xiang angrily shoved her, and the woman's naked body tumbled off his lap to the ground, looking utterly disheveled. Xiao Xiang turned his gaze to the smiling tiger Zhang Yao, who quickly looked away after their eyes met. "

That bastard!" Xiao Xiang thought furiously. He'd boasted so much all this time, but when it mattered most, he'd become a coward. "Sigh," he thought, "I never imagined my supposedly five thousand men were all useless, utterly routed by a mere Sun Wukong." Feeling dejected, he muttered, "Zhang Yao—"

The smiling tiger Zhang Yao, hearing his boss's call, had no choice but to turn to Xiao Xiang, his face contorted with a mournful expression as he feigned ignorance, asking, "Boss, what are your orders?"

Xiao Xiang coldly replied, "Tell me your honest opinion, how have I treated you all this time?"

Zhang Yao could no longer smile, becoming a true "crying tiger." He stammered, "Boss, you've been like a second parent to me..."

Xiao Xiang sneered, saying, "Since that's the case, now that your parents are in trouble, what are you going to do?"

Helpless, Zhang Yao stood up naked, his legs trembling, and said, "You, surnamed Sun, I—I'll fight you to the death, three hundred rounds!" Seeing him completely naked, his grotesque lower body exposed, Wukong thought it was quite unsightly and said, "With your pathetic appearance, you think you can fight me three hundred rounds? What a joke! First, cover up your limp thing; that ugly sight is a disgrace to us men!"

The woman beside him, seeing Zhang Yao's disheveled state, couldn't help but giggle, still being a girl at heart. Realizing her mistake immediately, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Zhang Yao glared fiercely at the woman, forgetting their earlier display of affection, and said coldly, "Damn it, even a lowly woman dares to laugh at me! I'll take your worthless life first!"

The woman, terrified, trembled and said nakedly, "Master Zhang, I won't do it again. Please spare me, considering how well I served you!"

Zhang Yao was furious. To be mocked by a weak woman in front of his boss—if he didn't teach her a lesson, how could he maintain his standing in Wutong Night Rain? Without replying, he walked over naked, grabbed the woman's hair with his left hand, and said fiercely, "Since you like to laugh so much, I'll let you laugh your fill in the underworld!" He raised his right hand high, ready to strike the woman's head.

The woman was terrified, so much so that she wet herself. Seeing the hand about to strike, she desperately closed her eyes and pleaded, "Help—"

Xiao Hong, watching from the side, was horrified and turned her head away, unable to bear the impending bloody scene.

Zhang Yao's hand chopped down, only an inch from the woman's scalp, but was forcefully grabbed by a pair of strong, powerful hands. Zhang Yao looked up and saw that the person holding his hand was none other than the fearsome Sun Wukong. He tried to struggle, but Wukong's large hands were like iron clamps, holding him tightly; he couldn't break free, not even move. His fat face turned red from the struggle, then darkened with fear.

Wukong, however, remained calm and composed, saying, "Zhang Yao, you're not much of a fighter, but you're quite fierce when it comes to women!"

The woman beneath him thought she was surely dead, but as the hand didn't fall, she opened her eyes and saw that Wukong had firmly grasped Zhang Yao's hand, rendering him immobile. She knew she had already been to the underworld, and that Wukong had saved her life. Tears welled up in her eyes; she hadn't expected that a complete stranger like Wukong would step forward and save her. Zhang Yao, on the other hand, had just been showering her with sweet words and tenderness, but in the blink of an eye, he had turned on her and tried to kill her. The contrast between the two made Wukong seem even more admirable and Zhang Yao even more despicable.

The woman knelt down before Wukong with a thud, sincerely saying, "This humble woman thanks my benefactor for saving my life!" Although Zhang Yao's hand was held, he remained defiant, snarling, "You wretch, what kind of gratitude are you offering? Be careful, or I'll tear you to pieces someday!"

Wukong chuckled, "You think you still have a chance?" He truly hated Zhang Yao's wickedness. With a slight tightening of his grip, a sound of bones breaking was heard; Zhang Yao's right hand was completely shattered. Zhang Yao felt excruciating pain; his dark purple face turned deathly pale, devoid of any color. Wukong easily lifted him up, raising him high above his head, saying, "Go and get intimate with your boss!" He tossed his heavy body towards Xiao Xiang's seat.

Xiao Xiang was secretly terrified, not expecting Zhang Yao to be even more helpless, easily subdued by Wukong and unable to move. Just as she was pondering how to escape unscathed, a dark shadow rushed towards her. She quickly rolled to the ground, barely avoiding it. Poor Zhang Yao, his flesh and blood slammed against the wall with a dull thud, then fell to the ground, his fate strikingly similar to Tang San's. Even his scream was just as shrill as Tang San's.

Wukong chuckled and said, "It's impossible not to say you two aren't brothers; even your screams are exactly the same. Xiao Xiang, do you Wutong Night Rain members do special training for these kinds of screams?"

Xiao Xiang rolled to the ground, secretly relieved to have escaped a terrible ordeal. Hearing Wukong's teasing, she felt a surge of shame and indignation, her blood boiling. She never imagined that the illustrious Wutong Night Rain would end up in such a wretched state. A bitter taste rose in her mouth, almost making her vomit blood. Quickly regaining his composure, he swallowed the mouthful of blood that almost gushed out, scrambled to his feet, and stood before Wukong, glaring at him angrily. He said in a hateful voice, "You, surnamed Sun, don't be so arrogant! The people of Wutong Night Rain aren't easy to bully!"

Wukong glanced around; besides Xiao Xiang, there was a trembling man sitting on the sofa. He said, "Your harsh words are a bit weak, aren't they? Look, you're the only one standing in the whole living room. That fellow is probably so scared his legs are weak, he doesn't even have the strength to stand up! Tell me, what tricks do you have up your sleeve to fight me?"

Xiao Xiang pointed at the burly man and said, "Tiedan, stand up! Don't be a coward! Let's attack from both sides. You surnamed Sun, even if I lose my life here today, I'll fight you to the death!" Her eyes, however, darted towards the door, planning that once Tiedan and Wukong were engaged, she would slip away and make her escape.

Wukong, ever clever, noticed Xiao Xiang glancing furtively towards the door and knew what he was thinking. He chuckled and said, "Boss Xiao, you sound so heroic, but I'm afraid you're all talk and no action, trying to slip away. Are you just going to

abandon your brothers?" Xiao Xiang blushed, surprised that Wukong had seen through his scheme so easily. He forced a smile and said, "Nonsense! What kind of person am I, Xiao? Would I abandon my brothers and run away? Tie Dan, why aren't you standing up? Have you forgotten the gang's rules?"

Tie Dan shakily stood up, hesitantly and unsteadily walking about ten feet behind Wukong before stopping. Wukong turned and laughed, "Take two more steps! Standing this far away, even if I stood here like a log, you couldn't hit me."

Tie Dan reluctantly took those few steps; to take any more would be suicide. So no matter what Wukong said, Tie Dan wouldn't move forward even a centimeter further.

"Useless! If you're not interested in fighting, why are you even here? Lie down!" Wukong said, giving Tie Dan a flick kick. Tie Dan ducked, kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy. Wukong's kick was just a feint, meant only to scare him, but unexpectedly, Tie Dan was already kneeling in fear, saying disdainfully, "You shouldn't be called Tie Dan, you should be called Coward! Okay, I won't kick you this time, but since you're from Wutong Yeyu, you must have committed many evils and been an accomplice to evil. Letting you go so easily would be against all reason. Here's what we'll do: slap yourself hard in the face until I tell you to stop!"

Tie Dan, relieved to have his life spared, secretly rejoiced and quickly raised his hand to slap his face. The slaps were crisp and loud.

Seeing the situation was dire, Xiao Xiang quickly leaped towards the door.

Chapter 56 Unbridled Venting

Xiao Xiang leaped towards the door, but before she could move, Wukong blocked the entrance like a mountain. Xiao Xiang was startled; Wukong's speed was like a ghost.

"You—are you a human or a ghost?" Xiao Xiang stopped, her lips trembling as she asked.

Wukong laughed, saying, "Haha, of course I'm a human! And a handsome, dashing, and universally loved man! But, to you wicked villains, am I more terrifying than a ghost?"

Knowing her fate was sealed, Xiao Xiang's legs gave way, and she knelt before Wukong, begging for mercy.

"Hehe, Boss Xiao, weren't you so tough? Why are you kneeling? Get up, get up! A man's knees are worth gold; you can't kneel so easily," Wukong teased.

"I dare not get up unless Hero Sun promises not to kill me..." Xiao Xiang glanced at Wukong with a cunning look.

"Damn it, you're more nagging than a woman! Since I told you to get up and you wouldn't, then lie down!" A kick flew up, aimed at Xiao Xiang. Xiao Xiang saw Wukong kick out of the corner of his eye and quickly rolled to the ground. Wukong followed, aiming for his shin, and kicked hard. A crisp sound of breaking bones rang out, followed by a bloodcurdling scream from Xiao Xiang. He clutched his broken leg, curled up on the ground, and cried, "Ouch, my leg! My leg was only healed for a day, and you broke it again!"

Wukong stood beside him and said, "Sorry, I forgot your leg was broken. I'll kick this one then!" With that, he raised his foot and kicked Xiao Xiang's other leg. Xiao Xiang, unable to move easily, could only take the kick. The kick was even stronger, and Xiao Xiang nearly fainted from the pain.

"Now that both your legs are broken, you're not thinking of running away, are you?" Wukong asked him.

Xiao Xiang, drenched in cold sweat from the pain, her face ashen, cried out, "I dare not run away! Please spare my life, Master Sun!"

Wukong coldly replied, "I only ask you one question. If you answer truthfully, I might spare your life."

Hearing this, Xiao Xiang was secretly delighted, her will to survive rekindled. She quickly said, "Then ask away! I will tell you the truth, I will not hide anything!"

Wukong said coldly, "That's good, otherwise… Hmph! Tell me! Where have you imprisoned that female reporter named Yang Ru?"

Xiao Xiang suddenly realized that Wukong was after Yang Ru. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Oh, you mean Yang Ru from the TV station? Three days ago, Vice Mayor Li spoke with me, instructing me to find a way to deal with her. I dared not neglect it, so I had someone secretly kidnap her and send her here…"

"Then why did I ask several jailers, and they all said they had never seen Yang Ru?" Wukong asked.

"Of course they hadn't seen her, because she hasn't even stepped foot on this farm," Xiao Xiang said.

Wukong looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"It's like this," he said. "On the way, Yang Ru said she needed to urinate and wanted to get off the bus. The guards, seeing she was just a woman with no way to escape, lowered their guard. Who knew she would take advantage of everyone's inattention and jump into the sea..."

Wukong, terrified, shouted, "You mean, she jumped into the sea?"

Xiao Xiang, seeing Wukong's angry expression, was horrified and quickly shifted the blame, saying, "I invited her here to have a good talk with her, to tell her to stop opposing Vice Mayor Li, but I didn't expect her to be so headstrong... However, it was all Li Datong's doing; I only..." "It was just to help him—"

Wukong was furious, raising his foot and kicking Xiao Xiang to the ground. He said, "Is she dead or alive now? Has anyone been sent to check?"

Xiao Xiang got up and stammered, "No. After she jumped into the sea, everyone thought that a weak woman like her had very little chance of survival, so they drove back to report to me."

Wukong gritted his teeth in hatred and said, "Xiao Xiang, you have committed many evils and deserve to die. I'll send you on your way! This kick is for Xiao Ru!" Then he kicked Xiao Xiang's head. Wukong's kick was filled with too much resentment and was very powerful, like a thousand pounds of force. It was like hitting an egg with a stone. Xiao Xiang screamed and hurriedly went to see the King of Hell.

The women in the room were terrified when they saw Xiao Xiang die. Xiao Hong rushed over, picked up Xiao Xiang's body, and burst into tears, crying out, "Master Xiao—"

Wukong said, "Xiao Hong, I didn't realize you really had feelings for this demon."

Xiao Hong raised her face, tears streaming down her face, and said, "My parents died when I was four, and Master Xiao raised me. In my heart, he was like my father. You killed him, and I will hate you for the rest of my life."

"He raised you, but only to use you as a tool for his own amusement. It's a wonder you're still grateful to him. If he loved you, would he have let you serve Tang San and the others to satisfy their lust?"

Xiao Hong thought about it, overwhelmed with mixed feelings. She remembered that Xiao Xiang truly didn't treat her like a human being. Whenever he was interested, whether in the living room or the garden, he would always pin her down in full view of everyone. Moreover, whenever he was in a good mood, he would casually give her to his brothers. She couldn't help but doubt Xiao Xiang's motives for adopting her, but she still refused to accept the truth, saying softly, "I've always been obedient to Master Xiao. Whatever he asks me to do, I'll go through fire and water for him..."

"Do you know how your parents died?" Wukong asked her.

"No, I was young then. I only know that my parents were murdered overnight, and there was a lot of blood. Then Master Xiao adopted me."

"Have you ever thought about why things are so coincidental? Perhaps he is your father's killer!" Wukong said. Xiao Hong stopped crying, lost in thought, murmuring, "I don't believe it. I must get to the bottom of this." Later, after careful investigation, Xiao Hong finally learned that the real murderer of her parents was indeed Xiao Xiang. She realized she had been mistaking a villain for her father all along. Heartbroken and utterly despondent, she soon shaved her head and became a nun. But that's another story.

Wukong looked around and saw Tiedan still slapping himself hard in the mouth, his swollen, red and purple mouth bleeding from the corner of his lips, looking utterly terrifying. Wukong said, "Alright, Tiedan, stop!"

Tiedan was already dizzy and disoriented from hitting himself. Wukong called to him, but he ignored him, continuing to slap himself intently.

"Hey, he's getting addicted to it!" Wukong ignored him and turned to the group of women in the room, saying, "Get dressed and go your separate ways. Xiao Xiang is dead, you all need to take care of yourselves."

Except for Xiao Hong, the other four were women from the brothel, who had come out of fear of Wutong Yeyu's lewdness. Now, seeing Wutong Yeyu's men dead or injured, some felt bewildered, while others were secretly delighted. They hurriedly put on their clothes, thanked Wukong, and left.

Wukong didn't linger any longer and went straight to the women's cell. He opened the door, and all the women were sitting on the floor; none of them were sleeping. Upon seeing Wukong open the door and enter, they were overjoyed and quickly gathered around, chattering excitedly.

Liu Yueyue excitedly grabbed Wukong's hand and said, "That's wonderful! You're finally back safe and sound! You know, my heart was pounding the whole time you were gone, I was so worried you'd been captured!"

Wukong smiled easily and said, "How could they capture me so easily?"

Liu Ying asked with concern, "What happened to them? Are we really free?"

Wukong nodded and said, "I promised you, how could I break my word? I've subdued them all, and you can leave here tonight."

"That's great!" the women cheered in unison. They danced with excitement, hugging Wukong and kissing him affectionately. Seeing everyone so happy, Wukong didn't want to spoil their fun, so he let them do as they pleased and indulge in their joy.

After a frenzy, Wukong wiped the lipstick and drool from his face and said, "Alright, now it's your time to celebrate. I'll release everyone from the cells so you can settle your scores and avenge your grievances!"

Wukong turned and left the cells. The women excitedly followed, kicking open the iron doors of the cells one by one. Soon, a surging crowd gathered around Wukong. They surrounded him, their faces beaming with excitement.

"Brothers and sisters," Wukong said with a smile, "I've subdued the Wutong Night Rain people. You can vent your anger freely! Let out all the grievances you've suffered!" The crowd cheered

, "Great! Let's go and wipe out those bastards!" Then they searched everywhere in a grand procession. Whenever they found someone, a group of people surrounded them, punching, kicking, hitting them with stools and stones. Poor Tang San and his henchmen, not one of them survived; they all went to meet the King of Hell with their leader, Xiao Xiang.

Chapter 57 Restless and Unable to Eat or Sleep

The crowd had turned Wutong Farm upside down, leaving it unrecognizable. Liu Yueyue's face flushed with excitement as she shook Wukong's arm, saying, "That was so satisfying! These villains finally got what they deserved! It would be even better if we burned this hellhole to the ground!"

“Yueyue, I never imagined you, at such a young age, would have such violent tendencies. This temperament is quite similar to one of my friends.” Looking at Yueyue’s flushed face, flushed with excitement, Wukong couldn’t help but think of Yang Ru. It was she who had suggested burning down the Wutong Manor. But just a few days later, she had left him, her fate unknown. He felt a deep sense of loss.

Seeing Wukong’s dejected mood, Yueyue quickly said, “Brother Sun, is it that you don’t want to burn down the farm? Then don’t burn it!” Wukong said, “Why not burn it? Burn it! The fiercer the better!”

Everyone was greatly encouraged and went off to do so. Soon, a raging fire engulfed the entire farm, the flames illuminating half the sky. Yueyue still clung to Wukong’s arm, gazing up at the fiercely burning buildings, murmuring, “Burn, burn it, burn this hell to ashes!”

“Yueyue, what are your plans after you get out?” Wukong asked her.

“Hehe, I have hands and feet, I’m not afraid of hardship, I can earn some money anywhere, but…” She tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, “If only I could see Brother Sun every day!”

Wukong said, “Want to see me? It’s not hard! I’m filming a movie on Flower Fruit Mountain, you can see me whenever you want.”

“Okay, then I’ll see you every day until you get tired of bothering me,” Yueyue said with a grin. Seeing Liu Ying silent beside him, he asked, "Sister Ying, what are your plans?"

Liu Ying sighed and said cheerfully, "I'll go back and find a factory job, earning money honestly. To be honest, all the sisters who were locked up here don't want to sink any further; they probably think the same way I do."

The women around him chattered, "Of course! Who would be foolish enough to jump into a fire pit again!"

Wukong laughed heartily and said, "Alright, let's all go our separate ways! If fate allows, we'll meet again. I have to go now!" Yueyue still clung to his arm, unwilling to let go, and whispered, "Brother Sun, where are you going? I want to go with you!"

“I’m going to find a friend, and I have no idea if I’ll find her. But even if I have to search to the ends of the earth, I will find her! The journey is long and uncertain; how can a frail woman like you endure the hardships? I appreciate your kindness, but I hope we meet again someday.” With that, he turned and left amidst the reluctant farewells of Yueyue and the others.

Once outside the farm gates, Wukong rode his auspicious cloud, drifting downstream along the sea. However, the night was dark, and even with his golden eyes wide open, Wukong could only see a blurry, dark expanse from the cloud. A sense of dread crept into his heart. Searching for someone who had been missing for three days in such darkness was like finding a needle in a haystack. After searching for about two hours, his eyes aching from staring, he still couldn’t see anything. Frustrated, he thought, “This search won’t yield any results. Maybe I should just go to the King of Hell and ask if he’s taken her away?”

Wukong somersaulted to the underworld. A group of ox-headed and horse-faced demons surrounded him, trying to ingratiate themselves with him, asking all sorts of questions. Wukong gave them a few perfunctory replies and then asked, "What is King Yama doing? Take me to see him." The ox-headed and horse-faced demons led Wukong to the Yama's palace, where King Yama was dozing. The ox-headed and horse-faced demons whispered, "King Yama is resting. If you don't have anything urgent, Great Sage, come out with us for a few drinks, and we'll come back later."

Wukong, preoccupied with his own thoughts, ignored the formalities and patted King Yama on the shoulder, shouting, "King Yama, wake up! Don't hit me!" King Yama was awakened by his thunderous voice, opened his eyes, and was about to get angry when he saw it was Wukong. He quickly straightened his clothes, got up from his seat, took Wukong's arm, and said warmly, "Great Sage, what brings you here so late at night? Haven't we met in years?" "You've been thinking of me, brother, and come here for a get-together?"

Wukong chuckled and said, "Haha, I wouldn't come looking for you for no reason. A trip to the King of Hell's palace is enough to bring bad luck for at least eight lifetimes, who would want to see you?" The King of Hell smiled obsequiously and said, "Since you're not here to reminisce, Great Sage, what brings you here?" Wukong said, "Quickly fetch the Book of Life and Death for me to see if a woman named Yang Ru was mistakenly crossed out by your ox-headed and horse-faced demons."

The King of Hell hurriedly ordered the judge in charge of the case to bring out the records to check. The judge dared not delay, so he went to the office and brought out five or six volumes of documents and ten categories of books, examining them one by one. When he found the page with Yang Ru, there were no fewer than a thousand people with the same name. The judge said with difficulty, "Great Sage, there are thousands of people named Yang Ru in the mortal realm. Which one do you wish to find?"

Wukong impatiently replied, "The Yang Ru I'm looking for is from Aolai Kingdom, a woman, twenty-two years old." The judge examined her for a long time and said, "Found her. She was destined to live to ninety-two, died peacefully, and still has seventy years of life left. Judging from this, it's impossible she was summoned to the underworld." Wukong breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Yama and the judge, and headed straight for the mortal realm. He somersaulted back to the Jinhua Hotel. It was late at night, and not wanting to disturb the staff, he transformed into a mosquito, flew back to his room through the window, and lay down on the bed.

However, lying in bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He couldn't help but think of Xiao Ru's lovely face, and their passionate encounters in his dreams, which made him even more uneasy. He wondered where she was now and was filled with worry. He spent a sleepless

night. When Situ Yu woke up in the morning, she knocked on his door and shouted, "Get up, get up, you lazybones, get up and have breakfast with me!" Wukong, with dark circles under his eyes, opened the door for her, startling Situ Yu.

"Wukong, your eyes... didn't you sleep all night? That's not right, I knocked on your door around eight o'clock last night, and you were sleeping soundly, you didn't even answer." Situ Yu said with concern. Seeing that she was carrying a tray full of breakfast, Wukong teased, "Oh my, when did our Miss Situ switch careers to become a maid?"

Situ Yu smiled brightly and said, "Is this maid qualified?"

"Qualified? She's a perfect 120! With a maid as young and beautiful as you, employers would fight tooth and nail for you."

"No need to fight, you're the only employer." Situ Yu looked at Wukong with deep affection and said.

When Wukong's eyes met hers, he felt a surge of tenderness and love in her deep gaze, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably. He quickly changed the subject, saying, "You said you wanted to see me last night, was something wrong?"

"Can't I see you if there's nothing wrong? I just wanted to chat with you," Situ Yu said with a smile. "You look so tired, you must not have slept well last night. Tell me honestly, did you sneak out to do something naughty last night?"

"What naughty things could I do?" Wukong asked with a playful grin.

Situ Yu blushed and said shyly, "You men are all full of wicked schemes, who knows what bad things you might do? I have no interest in knowing."

Wukong found her amusing and teased her, "You don't want to know, but why are you asking so eagerly? You're clearly a very gossipy woman." Situ Yu angrily punched Wukong with her fists, saying, "I'll teach you to call me gossipy!"

Wukong grabbed her hands and said, "Okay, okay, I confess. I really didn't sleep a wink last night. I went out to look for someone." Situ Yu said, "In the dead of night, what kind of person were you looking for? Couldn't you have gone during the day?"

"I went out to look for Yang Ru. She's been missing for three days. Did you know about this?"

"Yes, Yang Ru's disappearance has been broadcast on TV thousands of times. So you didn't sleep all night last night to look for her. Did you find her?" Situ Yu asked with concern. Wukong shook his head and said, "No, she jumped into the sea."

Situ Yu was shocked, her eyes widening. "Jumped into the sea? Why did she jump into the sea?"

Wukong recounted his experiences from the previous night to Situ Yu in detail. When he spoke of Yang Ru's act of jumping into the sea to escape humiliation, Situ Yu felt a surge of admiration and exclaimed, "What a remarkable woman of unwavering courage! That jump probably didn't end well..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

"Don't be too sad. As long as we haven't heard news of her death, there's still hope she'll return safely," Wukong said, wiping her tears with a tissue.

“That’s true. I hope she’s lucky and escapes this calamity.” Situ Yu pressed her tear-streaked face against Wukong’s chest and said softly, “Wukong, if I were in that situation one day, would you search for me tirelessly through the night?”

“Yes!” Wukong nodded firmly, thinking to himself, if you were in that situation one day, I would gladly go through fire and water. Situ Yu was greatly pleased and kissed Wukong’s cheek, saying, “I believe you would. Really, from the day I met you, your chivalrous heart has left a deep impression on me. So what do you plan to do? The sea is vast, finding someone is really not easy.”

“No matter how difficult it is, I will go and find her! I want to set off now.”

“That’s good, the sooner you go, the more hope there is. After breakfast, I will go with you. We can hire dozens of boats to go out to sea to search, maybe we can find Yang Ru.”

“No need, it’s better if I go alone.” Wukong thought to himself, if he drove, it would take at least several hours, which would be a serious waste of time. I hurriedly ate a little breakfast, but with something on my mind, even the delicious food tasted bland.

(Part 4 of Journey to the West)

Here's a passage from Wu Cheng'en's erotic description in Journey to the West for your amusement: "

Pigsy, full of energy and joy, grabbed his rake and strode off straight there." Suddenly, he pushed open the door and saw the seven women squatting in the water, cursing the eagle. They said, "That filthy beast! That damned wretch! He's carved all our clothes off, how are we supposed to fight back!" Pigsy couldn't help but laugh and said, "Female bodhisattvas, you're bathing here, why don't you let me, the monk, bathe with you?" The monster, seeing this, became angry and said, "You monk, how utterly rude! We are laywomen, and you are a monk. Ancient books say: 'Men and women should not sit together for seven years.' How dare you bathe with us in the same pond?" Pigsy said, "It's hot, I have no choice but to let you bathe. What's with all this talk of sharing a seat and not sitting together!" Without waiting for a reply, the fool threw down his rake, took off his black brocade robe, and jumped into the water. The monster, annoyed, rushed forward to attack. Little did they know that Pigsy was an excellent swimmer. He transformed himself in the water into a catfish spirit. The monster tried to catch him, but couldn't. He groped eastward, then suddenly veered westward; he groped westward, then suddenly veered eastward; slippery and pliable, it burrowed wildly between his legs. The water was chest-deep; they lingered on the surface for a while, then at the bottom, until they collapsed, panting and exhausted. Just then, Pigsy leaped

ashore, revealing his true form—wearing a straight robe, brandishing his rake, and shouting, "Who am I? You think I'm a catfish demon!" The monster, seeing him, was terrified and said to Pigsy, "You were a monk before, then transformed into a catfish in the water. When we couldn't catch you, you disguised yourself like this. Where did you come from? You must have left your name." Pigsy said, "These wicked monsters really don't recognize me! I am the disciple of the Tang Monk, who went on a pilgrimage to the Tang Dynasty, I am Marshal Tianpeng, Wuneng Pigsy! You've hung my master in the cave, plotting to steam him for your own enjoyment! Is my master so delicious to steam? Quickly stick your head out!" "Come, each of you, build a rake, and I'll teach you a lesson!" Upon hearing this, the demons were terrified and knelt in the water, pleading, "Please, sir, have mercy! We were blind and mistakenly captured your master. Although he was hanging there, we dared not torture him. Please have mercy and spare our lives. We are willing to pay some travel expenses to send your master to the Western Paradise." Pigsy shook his head and said, "Don't say such things! As the saying goes, 'Even a sweet-talking gentleman can fool you, but now we don't believe sweet words.' Let's build a rake and go our separate ways!" The fool, only interested in brute force and showing off his skills, had no heart for tenderness. He raised his rake and, without distinguishing right from wrong, rushed forward and started raking wildly. The demons panicked and didn't care about shame. Their lives were at stake. They covered their private parts with their hands, jumped out of the water, and all ran to the pavilion to stand. They performed a spell: silk ropes emerged from the bones in their navels, creating a large silk canopy that covered Pigsy. The fool suddenly looked up, but couldn't see the sun. He turned to leave, but couldn't even lift his foot! It turned out there were tripwires everywhere; the ground was covered in ropes, and every step caused him to slip and fall…

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Chapter 58

: Paradise on Earth) Wukong somersaulted back to Wutong Farm. Overnight, the entire farm had been burned beyond recognition, its former glory gone. He had no desire to linger, so he rode his auspicious cloud and flew down to the sea. Today the sky was clear and the view vast. Wukong stood on his auspicious cloud, shading his eyes with his hand, carefully scanning the vast sea, trying not to miss a single suspicious sign. However, apart from the occasional large ship, he found nothing particularly noteworthy.

Wukong was not discouraged and continued his search. His trip to the Senluo Palace yesterday had taught him that Yang Ru was still alive, which reassured Wukong. Since Yang Ru was alive, he was willing to search the entire ocean.

Suddenly, in the vast ocean, a solitary island appeared, like a bright pearl set against the azure sea. Wukong observed it closely; the island wasn't large, about three square kilometers. Layer upon layer of mountains, clusters of green trees, seagulls and other migratory birds gathered. In the center was a small lake, its water crystal clear, with a few scattered wooden houses, peaceful and serene—truly a paradise on earth.

Wukong was greatly curious; he hadn't expected that people would live on this desolate island. He descended from the clouds and landed beside the crystal-clear lake. The water was so inviting that one immediately wanted to drink it. Wukong squatted down, scooped up a handful, and took a sip. Cool and sweet, it soothed his soul.

"Good water! Good place!" Wukong exclaimed involuntarily.

Hearing voices, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face emerged from one of the wooden houses by the lake. Dressed in simple clothes and straw sandals, he was lean and refined, possessing an extraordinary and otherworldly air. The old man wasn't particularly surprised to see Wukong. He said, "My humble abode has been quite lively lately, with two guests arriving at once. Young brother, where do you come from?"

Wukong replied, "I come from Aolai Kingdom."

The old man was somewhat astonished and said, "Aolai Kingdom is a thousand miles away from here. How did you arrive, young brother? Your clothes are dry; you don't seem to have swum here. Do you perhaps possess the art of water manipulation?" Wukong smiled noncommittally and said, "May I ask, sir, where is this place? Judging from what you just said, there should be another person here today. Who is that person?"

"This island is called Fenglai Island. Our ancestors have lived and thrived here for generations, and few people usually come here. Since you've come, young man, it must be fate that we're here. Please come and sit in my humble abode," the old man warmly invited Wukong. He continued, "As for the other guest, she's a young woman who arrived a day earlier than you. My grandson found her while fishing at sea. She was extremely weak and had just woken up. My granddaughter is feeding her fish soup."

Upon hearing this, Wukong's spirits lifted, and he excitedly exclaimed, "That's wonderful! She must be my friend. Please take me to see her!" His joy was contagious, and the old man beamed with delight, saying, "What a coincidence! And I've encountered it all! Alright, young man, please come with me and see if that woman is your friend?"

The old man happily led Wukong into the wooden house. Although the exterior of the house was old, the interior was simple and clean, possessing a unique exotic charm. Wukong followed the old man into the room. Another woman leaned against the headboard, while another beautiful woman held a porcelain bowl and fed her soup.

"Haha, young lady, look who's here to find you!" the old man said loudly.

The woman lifted her head from the bowl. Wukong recognized her immediately—it was Yang Ru, whom he had been searching for! Overjoyed, he rushed over, grabbed Yang Ru's hands, and exclaimed, "Little Ru, I've finally found you!"

Yang Ru was overjoyed. Holding Wukong's hands, she felt as if she were dreaming, murmuring, "Wukong, is it really you? Am I dreaming?" She raised her right hand and stroked Wukong's handsome face, reluctant to let go. A blush of joy appeared on her pale face. She asked softly, "Wukong, this place is surrounded by the sea. How did you get here?"

"I flew here," Wukong answered truthfully. Xiao Ru chuckled and said, "You're lying again. You don't have wings, how can you fly?" The young woman next to her smiled and said, "Sister Ru, your friend is so funny."

Yang Ru smiled and said, "That's not humor, that's bragging. Wukong, this is Xiao Qing, the old man's beloved granddaughter. She's been taking care of me for the past day and night."

Wukong sincerely expressed his gratitude, saying, "Miss Xiaoqing, thank you so much!" Xiaoqing smiled generously and said, "No need to thank me, it's nothing!" Yang Ru sighed softly and said, "How can it be nothing? My life was saved by your family. However, I won't thank you enough for such a great kindness. I, Yang Ru, will remember your life-saving grace and will definitely repay you."

The old man smiled kindly and said, "Miss, there's no need for such polite words. It's important to recover now. You've been adrift at sea for two days and two nights. You, a young lady, have suffered enough. But, it's quite strange. When my grandson saved her, Miss Xiaoru was sitting on a giant sea turtle. Although she was disoriented, she sat very steadily."

Wukong chuckled and said, "Xiaoru, when did you get a giant sea turtle?

" Ru said, "Oh, what are you saying? I don't keep any giant sea turtles. But it's strange, that day I jumped into the sea without thinking, thinking that with my swimming skills, I could escape. But the sea is vast, and I didn't know where the shore was. After swimming for three or four hours, I was exhausted and dizzy, thinking I was going to die. Unexpectedly, a giant sea turtle crawled under me and carried me steadily. I don't know how long I slept on it, but when I came to, I was lying here."

The old man nodded gently and sighed, "That could only be a divine turtle. I heard that sea turtles develop human-like intelligence after they grow to a thousand years old. Young lady, you are so lucky, even heaven is helping you." After a pause, he asked, "However, there is still something I don't understand. If you don't mind my impertinence, I would like to ask you."

"You're too kind, sir. Please ask whatever you have a question," Yang Ru said.

"Alright, I apologize

for my intrusion. Young lady, why did you jump into the sea at such a young age? Was something troubling you, and you suddenly wanted to end your life?" "No, sir. I was originally a reporter for a television station. Because I offended a powerful person, I was forced into a van by scoundrels. On the way, those wicked men groped and assaulted me. I couldn't bear it any longer and fought back desperately. Later, I used the excuse of needing to relieve myself to ask to get out of the van. Those thugs thought I was a weak woman with nowhere to escape, so they relaxed their guard, which gave me the opportunity to jump into the sea and escape..." Yang Ru recalled her harrowing experience, still feeling lingering fear.

"Hmm, I never imagined that a woman of your delicate appearance could possess such inner strength that even a strong man would be ashamed. You are truly a heroine! Rare indeed!" The old man couldn't help but sincerely praise her.

"Not at all, sir, you flatter me." Yang Ru felt embarrassed by the praise, her face turning red.

As the four were talking, a series of strong footsteps sounded at the door. A tall, robust young man walked in, carrying a large net bag full of seafood. "I'm back! Grandpa, come and see my spoils for today!" he exclaimed. The old man came out of the room at the sound of his voice, and Wukong followed him out to see what was happening. The young man appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. His skin was tanned a deep, reddish-brown from years of working in the sea, making him look strong and powerful.

The young man saw Wukong and was slightly taken aback. He asked, "Grandpa, another guest has come today?"

The old man smiled and nodded, saying to Wukong, "This is my grandson. He's the one who rescued your friend Xiaoru."

Wukong smiled and said, "Young man, thank you for saving Xiaoru." The young man smiled, revealing a set of clean, even teeth, and said, "You're welcome. It was nothing."

The old man smiled and said, "You were shouting so loudly. Did you have a big haul today?"

The young man smiled mischievously and said, "Look, isn't it great?" He opened the net, and inside was a huge lobster, weighing about eight or nine pounds, and several large fish, jumping and splashing happily in the net.

The old man smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. Take it and butcher it, make some good dishes to entertain these two distinguished guests from afar. Don't laugh at me, but my place is almost completely isolated from the world; I rarely have a visitor even once in a hundred years. Your arrival this time shows that we have a deep connection. I'd like to have a few cups of my homemade coconut wine with you ."

"Coconut wine? What kind of good stuff is that?" Wukong's face lit

up at the mention of wine. "Haha, judging from your appearance, you must be a connoisseur of fine wine. I've finally met a kindred spirit. Come, let me show you my exclusive treasure—coconut wine." The old man was overjoyed to have found a kindred spirit and happily led Wukong to a cellar, from which he brought out a large wine jar. Unsealing the lid, a refreshing aroma of wine wafted out, intoxicatingly sweet.

Wukong sniffed and exclaimed, "Good wine, good wine!"

The old man said with delight, "You truly know your stuff. Let me tell you, young brother, this wine is brewed with fresh coconuts and the clear, sweet lake water in front of the door. It's been buried in the cellar for twenty years!"

Wukong's thirst for wine was burning, and he drooled, saying, "Uncle, I can't resist anymore, can I have a sip first?" The old man enthusiastically brought over two large bowls and said, "Don't say you can't resist, I've been craving it for a long time too. Let's have a bowl to satisfy our cravings."

Chapter 59: Even the Celestials

Seen Wukong with Equanimity. Yang Ru's weak body seemed to have been injected with a stimulant, regaining its youthful vitality. She leaped out of bed, grabbed Xiaoqing's hand, and walked out of the room. They saw Wukong drinking from a large bowl with the old man. Excitedly, she said, "Wukong, take me out to see it! This island is surrounded by the sea; the scenery must be incredibly beautiful."

The old man, pleased with her quick recovery, chuckled and said, "You're still young, you're alright so quickly!" Wukong, still clinging to a wine jar, said reluctantly, "Let me drink three or four more bowls before I go." Yang Ru snatched the bowl away, saying, "Go for a walk and come back to drink. If you get drunk at dinner, no one will care. But you have to come with me for a walk now."

Wukong, at a loss, smiled and shrugged at the old man, saying, "I can't help it, Xiaoru is always so domineering. I'll come back and drink with you until we're both drunk." The old man chuckled and said, "Go on, go on."

Yang Ru, holding Xiaoqing's hand, walked ahead, her steps light and quick, not at all like someone recovering from a serious illness. Xiaoqing said, "Sister Ru, you're amazing! You were just lying in bed, all sick, but after seeing Brother Sun, you're perfectly fine now, like you've taken some kind of magic pill." Yang Ru glanced at Wukong behind her and said softly, "He is my magic pill." Xiaoqing was puzzled and asked doubtfully, "He's a perfectly healthy person, how can he be some kind of magic pill?"

Yang Ru looked at Xiaoqing's young and innocent face, knowing that she was still confused about love, and couldn't help but smile, saying, "You don't understand, because you haven't met a man who moves your heart yet. Hey, Xiaoqing, your island only has about ten wooden houses, there shouldn't be many people on the island, right?"

"Not many, seven families, about fifty people in total," Xiaoqing tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying.

"Wow, Wukong, look, so many birds!" When they arrived at the beach, Yang Ru pointed to the dense flocks of seagulls and other migratory birds on the beach, as excited as a child. Upon seeing them, the seagulls were not alarmed and continued to play and frolic on the beach leisurely. The sand on the beach was golden, shining like gold under the sun.

"What a beautiful sea view!" Yang Ru exclaimed. "If only I had a camera. Hey, Wukong, doesn't your phone have a camera? Take some pictures to remember the occasion."

Wukong patted his pocket and said, "Oh dear, I forgot to bring it." Yang Ru pounced on him and grabbed his neck, saying, "You're such a scatterbrain! You're driving me crazy!"

"Hey, why are you always grabbing people's necks? Let go, it'll be embarrassing if Xiaoqing sees."

Yang Ru glanced at Xiaoqing, who was watching the two of them playfully with a smile, and quickly released Wukong, playfully sticking out her tongue and whispering, "I'll let you off this time for Xiaoqing's sake. But we're stuck here now, we don't know when we can leave, and we don't even have a phone call. My parents must be worried sick."

Wukong comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, I'll take you home after we eat."

"How? Swim back?" Yang Ru asked doubtfully. Wukong chuckled and said, "If I can come, why would I be afraid of not being able to go back? Don't worry." Yang Ru had witnessed Wukong's amazing skills and knew he possessed extraordinary abilities; if he said he had a way, then he certainly did. So she relaxed.

The three were admiring the sea view when suddenly a long-haired head emerged from the sea, followed by a naked body walking ashore. Wukong looked and saw that the naked body had fair, rosy skin, a graceful figure, and firm breasts. Looking at the face, he was clearly a beautiful young woman, and he was stunned.

Yang Ru also stared in amazement. She murmured, "So beautiful! Like an oil painting! Wukong, look, a mermaid!"

The woman grabbed a large fish and walked towards them without the slightest hint of shyness. Her legs were long, shapely, healthy, and alluring. As he approached, he smiled at Xiaoqing and said, "Xiaoqing, is this the girl your brother rescued? Oh, we have another guest."

Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, saying, "Brother Sun, these are my neighbor sisters." Wukong nodded and smiled in greeting. Because they were standing so close, her pert breasts were clearly visible, her two pink nipples glistening with dewdrops, shining brightly in the sunlight like two lovely rubies.

Yang Ru blushed, pinched Wukong hard, and whispered in his ear, "Look at your eyes, staring straight ahead, are you trying to swallow me whole?" Realizing his rudeness, Wukong quickly looked away, grinning, "Hehe, what a big fish!" The woman smiled generously and said, "Xiaoqing, I'm going back now," and walked away with brisk steps.

"She's amazing! A girl, daring to go fishing in the sea!" Yang Ru said admiringly, looking at Xiao Qing's strong and healthy back.

"It's nothing surprising. We've been catching fish in the sea since we were little," Xiao Qing said casually.

"You can too?" Yang Ru asked in surprise.

Xiao Qing smiled slightly, without answering, and took off her clothes. Only then did Wukong realize that she was only wearing one piece of clothing, nothing underneath. In the blink of an eye, a mature and shapely young woman's body was presented before Wukong and Yang Ru. A slender waist, long legs, full and firm breasts, and pink nipples trembling slightly on her chest. Wukong secretly admired her, thinking, "My God, the women on this island are all so beautiful."

Xiaoqing was relaxed and natural in front of the two, without a trace of shyness. She smiled and said, "Sister Ru, why are you still dressed? Don't you want to go down and play?" Yang Ru blushed deeply, lowered her head, and stammered, "I've just recovered, I don't want to go in the water!"

Xiaoqing then turned to Wukong and said, "Brother Sun, do you want to come down?" Yang Ru grabbed Wukong's arm and said, "He's a terrible swimmer, he won't go. You go down by yourself."

"Okay then, I'm going down!" Xiaoqing giggled, turned, and walked towards the beach. Her round, firm buttocks were beautifully shaped, as if naturally formed. She reached the sea, lifted herself up, and leaped high, drawing a graceful arc in the air before silently disappearing into the sea without even a splash.

"How wonderful!" Yang Ru clapped her hands involuntarily, saying, "If she participated in a diving competition, she could definitely win the world championship."

Wukong was also captivated by the sight, and upon hearing Yang Ru's praise, he couldn't help but smile approvingly.

"Your eyes are really enjoying themselves today, seeing two beautiful women's naked bodies all at once. Are you about to get a nosebleed?" Yang Ru said sourly.

"Hehe, not at all," Wukong laughed awkwardly, saying, "I've seen your body too, and I didn't get a nosebleed." Yang Ru clung to him again, grabbing Wukong's neck as usual, her face flushed, and said, "You naughty Wukong, let's see if you dare to joke with me again?" Wukong wasn't afraid of bullets, but he was afraid of Yang Ru grabbing his neck, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! Please let me go, okay?" Yang Ru then released her hand, laughing and saying, "Hmph, scared now?"

A long time passed, and Xiaoqing still hadn't appeared. Yang Ru was anxious and muttered to herself, "Will something happen?" Just then, she saw Xiao Qing surface, holding a large fish weighing over ten pounds. She walked lightly ashore, her naked body a sight to behold for Wukong, utterly captivating. Xiao Qing walked confidently to the two of them, placed the fish on the ground, and said, "This fish is so slippery, it almost got away." The fish thrashed and thrashed about on the ground. Yang Ru squatted down, touched the big fish, and exclaimed, "What a big fish! Xiao Qing, you're amazing!"

Xiao Qing wiped the water droplets off her clothes and said proudly, "This is nothing. I once caught a fish several times bigger than this." Then she casually put on her clothes and said, "Let's go back. Everyone is waiting for us to come back for dinner."

When they returned to the wooden house, they saw five wooden tables set up in front of the door, laden with a sumptuous feast. There were fish and shrimp, and the tables were covered with wood ear mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, and wild vegetables, their aromas filling the air and making mouths water. Many people, young and old, were already seated around the tables. They chatted softly, enjoying themselves immensely. The old man walked happily to Wukong and said, "You've come back just in time. Can you smell the wine? Come, young brother, let me introduce you to everyone." The old man led Wukong and Yang Ru to introduce them to everyone.

Everyone here rarely sees strangers, and the arrival of two guests filled them with curiosity and excitement. They chattered incessantly, asking about the world beyond the island. Yang Ru was incredibly patient, answering every question thoroughly, her explanations captivating them. They listened intently, eyes wide and ears straining, afraid of missing a single word.

Wukong sat beside Yang Ru, his mouth too busy to speak. Concerned for Yang Ru's safety, he had only eaten a hasty breakfast that morning, and now, ravenously hungry, he indulged in the delicious food and wine. The old man beside them was equally enthusiastic; despite his age, he acted like a child, holding a large bowl and drinking bowl after bowl of his homemade coconut wine with Wukong, drinking heartily until his face was flushed.

The meal lasted a full three hours, during which everyone emptied the five jars of fine wine in the old man's cellar, their faces flushed and eyes glazed with intoxication. Wukong hadn't drunk so heartily in a long time. He was so excited he danced around, squatting on a stool with his wine bowl in hand, saying, "I haven't been this happy in ages! Xiaoru, why don't we both stay here instead of going back?"

Chapter 60 The Thrill of Flying

Hearing Wukong say he wanted to stay, Xiaoqing was the most overjoyed. She rushed over, grabbed Yang Ru's hand, and said, "Okay, Sister Ru, don't go! Stay here!" Yang Ru smiled and said, "How can I? If I stay here, what will happen to my parents? But I promise you, whenever we have free time, Brother Sun and I will come to visit you." "

Is it a promise?" Tears welled in Xiaoqing's eyes. Although they hadn't known each other for long, Xiaoqing had fallen deeply in love with Yang Ru, and knowing she was leaving, she felt incredibly reluctant to part. In fact, Yang Ru felt the same way; she too had fallen deeply in love with this pure and innocent girl. Hand in hand, a thousand words were left unsaid, but through their tearful eyes, they understood each other perfectly.

"Alright, it's time for us to take our leave! Old man, Xiaoqing, take care, everyone." Wukong, his cheeks flushed and slightly tipsy, bid farewell to everyone with hazy eyes.

"Young brother, you don't even have a raft, how will you leave Fenglai Island and return to Aolai Kingdom?" Although the old man had also drunk quite a bit and was slightly tipsy, his mind was still clear. Seeing that Wukong had come empty-handed, he was very curious about how he would return. Wukong was also a little tipsy. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, old man, I have a plan."

Then he said to Yang Ru, "Xiao Ru, it's getting late. We should set off soon so your parents won't worry. These past few days you've been missing, your mother hasn't been eating or sleeping well, and she's lost a lot of weight." Hearing this, Yang Ru's eyes welled up with tears, and she was even more eager to go home. She said, "Then let's go quickly!"

The two bid farewell to the crowd and headed towards the sea. The crowd, reluctant to part and curious about their departure, accompanied them all the way to the beach, unwilling to turn back. Wukong said, "Even after a thousand miles of farewell, we must part eventually. Please go back!" But everyone just stood there, none turning back. Wukong, not wanting to be too conspicuous, saw this and had no other choice but to say, "Xiaoru, hold on tight to my waist, close your eyes, and no matter what happens, don't open them."

Yang Ru blushed and whispered, "Hold on to your waist? It's embarrassing in front of everyone." Wukong chuckled and said, "Xiaoru, you've always been bold and

decisive. When did you become such a hypocrite?" Wukong's provocation worked. Yang Ru took a few steps forward, hugged Wukong tightly around the waist, and said, "Fine, I'll hug you!" Then she closed her eyes as instructed. Wukong said goodbye to everyone, then recited an incantation, rode auspicious clouds, and gracefully soared into the sky. The people on the ground only saw a flash of golden light before the two vanished without a trace. They all prostrated themselves on the ground, saying, "So it was a deity descending!"

Yang Ru hugged Wukong tightly around the waist, feeling as if she were floating on clouds. The wind whistled in her ears, like the sound of a zither, or celestial music. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Wukong, are we flying in the sky now?"

Wukong chuckled and said, "Exactly." Yang Ru secretly opened her eyes and saw white clouds floating around her, seemingly within reach. Looking down, the sea below looked like a small blue ribbon, and the majestic mountains were just small black dots. She was now certain that she was in mid-air, and a feeling of tension welled up inside her. Her hands went limp, and she almost let go of Wukong's embrace. Wukong reacted quickly, tightening his grip and holding her tightly to his chest.

Yang Ru pressed her face against Wukong's chest, feeling his broad chest firm and warm, filled with a sense of security. She opened her eyes wide, watching the white clouds drifting by with curiosity. Some clouds looked like rabbits, others like kittens, their shapes strange and ever-changing.

"These clouds are so cute! Wukong, it's rare to fly in the sky for a while, please slow down a bit so I can appreciate them," Yang Ru exclaimed sincerely.

"You're so disobedient! I told you to close your eyes, but you insisted on keeping them open. Aren't you scared?" Wukong pretended to be angry.

"Yes, I am scared! But with you holding me, I'm not scared at all!" Yang Ru said softly. Wukong hugged her, feeling her soft, elastic breasts pressed tightly against him, and he could clearly feel her heartbeat. He said, "Xiaoru, your heart is beating so fast!"

"You're naughty, always looking at people..." He meant to say "looking at people's breasts," but immediately realized his mistake and quickly stopped himself, saying, "Wukong, you're so mysterious! You can even fly. Are you Superman?"

"I'm Sun Wukong, of course I can fly!" Wukong said with a grin.

"Nonsense, Sun Wukong is just a character from mythology, how could he appear in modern society? Do you think I'm an idiot?" Yang Ru looked at him with suspicion. Wukong knew he couldn't win the argument, so he said, "Okay then, you can just consider me Superman!"

Soon he took Yang Ru home. Her parents were overjoyed to see her, hugging and kissing her, their happiness overflowing. They thanked Wukong profusely and loved him dearly. Especially Yang's mother, whose gloomy expression vanished, took Wukong's hand and said gratefully, "Little Sun, you're truly a man of your word! You really did find Xiaoru! With such a good character, I feel at ease entrusting Xiaoru to you!" Wukong, not understanding the deeper meaning in her words, chuckled and said to Yang Ru, "Xiaoru, your mother has entrusted you to me. From now on, you must listen to everything I say. If I tell you to go east, you can't go west; if I tell you to herd pigs, you can't chase chickens. Haha!"

Yang Ru, listening nearby, blushed and said coquettishly, "Mom—, what nonsense are you talking about? You're way off topic!" Turning to Wukong, she glared at him and said... "Don't even think about it! You should listen to me."

Yang's mother said with a helpless smile, "You child, you're really unreasonable. Your grandson is so good to you, but you're so mean to her. It's all because your father neglects to discipline you and spoils you!" Yang's father smiled and said, "Really? It seems like you spoil her more often."

Yang Ru reached out and hugged her parents' shoulders, saying emotionally, "No need to argue anymore, I know in my heart that you both love me equally! Mom, even though it's only been a few days, you've lost so much weight!" Tears streamed down her face.

The family laughed and cried, overflowing with affection. Wukong, orphaned at a young age and born from a stone, couldn't help but feel envious of this deep bond between family members. So she said enviously, "Xiaoru, you're so lucky to have parents who love and pamper you..."

Immersed in happiness, Yang Ru couldn't hear the sadness in Wukong's words and still happily said, "Of course, I'm their little pet! Come on, let me show you something, I guarantee you'll find it interesting." Then she pulled Wukong into her boudoir. The boudoir was elegant and cozy, with the faint fragrance of Yang Ru wafting in the air. Wukong lay on the bed like a child, stretching out his limbs, and exclaimed, "Mmm, what a comfortable bed! I wish I could sleep here for a while!" He closed his eyes, looking very blissful.

"You're so annoying, always taking advantage of me!" Yang Ru thought he was implying something, feeling sweet inside, but her face showed her anger. She took out a photo album from the drawer and said, "Let me show you my proud childhood self, but first of all, don't laugh at me." Then she lay down on her side next to Wukong and handed him the photo album.

Wukong opened the album; it was full of photos of Xiaoru when she was little. From when she was a few months old to when she started elementary school, it's a thick book. In every photo, Xiaoru is smiling brightly, like a little flower basking in the sunshine. In one photo, at one year old, she's naked, showing her two little front teeth, smiling at the camera. Wukong laughed until tears streamed down his face, gasping for breath, "This...is...you? Haha, so cute! A nude photoshoot at such a young age..."

"You promised not to make fun of me, and you broke your promise!" Yang Ru flipped over and pinned Wukong down, grabbing his neck with both hands, saying, "Laugh, why aren't you laughing?"

Wukong was being pinched so hard his eyes were almost rolling back; how could he possibly laugh? Panting, she begged for mercy, "Stop laughing! Stop laughing! Let go, okay? I can't breathe!" Yang Ru finally released her, laughing, "This trick really works on you." Pressed against her full, warm body, Wukong felt the elasticity of her high breasts. An indescribable heat rose from his dantian, reaching his entire body, and his lower body involuntarily hardened, pressing against Yang Ru's inner thigh.

Yang Ru also felt Wukong's hardness and heat, her face flushing red, her body going weak. She pressed her pink face against Wukong's, sending her fragrant tongue into his mouth. Wukong felt a sweet fragrance in his mouth, like drinking nectar. His tongue involuntarily met hers, intertwining, inseparable.

Wukong's tongue held Yang Ru's tongue tightly, sucking hard, making soft squelching sounds, making her body tingle and her nipples harden, pressing against Wukong's chest. Her crotch was already soaked, her heart pounding with desire. She twisted her thighs, rubbing against Wukong's hard, hot member. The small bed, unable to bear the weight, groaned softly, creaking and groaning. Afraid her parents in the living room would hear, Yang Ru quickly withdrew her tongue, sat up, and felt the mess below. She lowered her head shyly and whispered, "Close your eyes, I need to change my pants."

Wukong obeyed and closed his eyes slightly. He heard a rustling sound, probably Xiaoru undressing. Curiosity piqued, he opened his eyes a crack and saw Xiaoru with her back to him, pulling down her pants, revealing two smooth, white thighs. Wukong's heart felt like it was floating on clouds, empty and boundless.

Chapter 61: Bedroom Pleasures

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Yang Ru bent down and took off her pure white cotton panties, leaving her completely naked from the waist down. Wukong, lying on the bed, secretly peeked. He saw her skin like alabaster, her figure perfectly proportioned, her buttocks round and pert, her thighs long and shapely. She truly resembled a bathing beauty, a water fairy. Even though Wukong was inexperienced, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, his eyes widening as he lingered

on her alluring figure. Yang Ru took off her panties, revealing a wet patch. Her face flushed crimson, her heart pounded, and she couldn't help but glance at the bed. What she saw startled her so much she almost cried out! Wukong was still staring wide-eyed, completely dazed, at her naked lower body. A rush of heat to Yang Ru's head, her face turning even redder, as if it were about to bleed. She turned and pounced on the bed, pinning Wukong beneath her. Her delicate white hands covered his eyes, and she said coquettishly, "Wukong, you're so dishonest! You promised not to peek, but you opened your eyes again in the blink of an eye! I won't stand for it, you're so cunning, I'm going to punish you!"

With his eyes covered, Wukong couldn't see the shy expression on her face, but from the rapid heartbeat emanating from her high breasts, he could feel her radiant heat. He couldn't help but feel a little aroused, his face flushed and his heart pounding. He tried to cover it up, saying, "I was afraid to open my eyes at first, but when you changed your clothes, you made rustling noises, and I thought a mouse had entered the room."

Yang Ru chuckled, releasing her hands, and said, "You're such a lecherous fellow, and you still try to deny it!" She then placed her pink tongue into Wukong's mouth. She lay on top of Wukong, feeling a hard, thick thing pressing against her bare lower body. A burning sensation spread throughout her body, making her feel incredibly numb. She became very wet, soaking Wukong's pants. She positioned her vulva against Wukong's erection and rubbed it against his pants for a while. A surge of heat flowed out, and she let out a soft cry, collapsing softly onto Wukong, panting heavily. After resting for a while, she rolled off and looked down at Wukong's crotch. It was soaked. She quickly grabbed a small vest and began rubbing it haphazardly against Wukong's pants.

But the moisture had already seeped in; how could she clean it all at once? Blushing, she said to Wukong, "Take off your pants, I'll use a hairdryer to dry them for you!" Wukong sat up, touched his crotch, and found it slippery. He did as she said, taking off his pants. Seeing his underwear was also quite wet, he simply ripped it off as well.

Yang Ru, who had been shyly keeping her head down, was overcome with curiosity and secretly glanced at Wukong's manhood. To her surprise, it was quite impressive, about eight or nine inches long and more than three fingers thick, standing erect and undiminished in its virility. Wukong's manhood, swollen and uncomfortable from being confined in his pants for so long, was now freed from their constraints, like a fish leaping from water, exhilarated and proud. Yang Ru was delighted, secretly astonished: "Wow, why is it so big?" Blushing, she went over and whispered, "You're wet down there too, let me wipe it for you." She knelt down and reached out to grasp it; it felt like a burning hot iron rod, making her hand scald. Wukong's hard member, grasped by Yang Ru's soft, white hand, bounced several times.

Yang Ru found it amusing and whispered, "It's really interesting. It can even move on its own, like a little frog jumping in my palm." Wukong lowered his head and looked at Yang Ru's seemingly wonderful object. It was bulging and tightly closed, like a freshly steamed bun. Wukong was just an innocent child, but after seeing this beautiful sight, he was already completely captivated, losing all sense of direction. Hearing Yang Ru's words, he replied blankly, "I don't understand either. It's usually very well-behaved, but now it's all changed, very naughty, jumping around non-stop."

Yang Ru couldn't help but hold it and gently stroke it a few times. Wukong sat on the edge of the bed, feeling completely relaxed, like the comfort of basking in the sun on a cold winter day. He closed his eyes and let Yang Ru's little hand gently stroke it.

Yang Ru held the object and kneaded it for a long time, becoming aroused, and her recently clean lower body became wet again. She listened to the living room; it was silent. Her parents had probably gone out for a walk. Suddenly emboldened, she stood up, removed her top, and stood naked before Wukong, her high, white breasts radiating confidence.

Wukong's blood boiled at the sight, and he involuntarily reached out to embrace Yang Ru's slender waist. His handsome face pressed against her breasts, gently caressing them, feeling their smooth, warm, and fragrant texture. Yang Ru breathed softly, her two pink nipples gradually hardening. She twisted her body, bringing her nipples close to Wukong's lips, teasing them wantonly. Wukong took one into his mouth, using his tongue to flick her hard nipple. Yang Ru moaned softly, holding Wukong's head tightly, wishing she could stuff her entire swollen breasts into his mouth.

Wukong's heart pounded, and all Buddhist precepts were forgotten. He wrapped his arms around Yang Ru's slender waist, gently laid her down on the bed, and then leaned down to kiss her delicate lips.

Yang Ru spread her long legs, and Wukong's member rubbed against her vulva, an unbearable itch. She whispered shyly in Wukong's ear, "It's so itchy, why don't you go in?" Wukong only knew to linger outside her vulva; the door was wide open, but he didn't know how to enter. Yang Ru, anxious, reached out and grabbed it, aiming it at her vulva. With a thrust of her hips, his thick, long member was already halfway inside.

Wukong felt his member enter a warm, moist place, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort welled up inside him. With another thrust of his hips, he pushed it in a little further. Yang Ru frowned and cried out softly, "Ouch!" Wukong quickly stopped what he was doing and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Yang Ru said, "It hurts a little! Your thing is too big and thick, it makes my place feel full and uncomfortable." Wukong said, "Since it's uncomfortable, I'll pull it out." He straightened up and started to pull it out. As he slowly pulled it out, the head was tightly stuck. He quickly pushed it out with force, and heard a squelching sound. Her private parts closed again.

When Yang Ru saw him pull it out, it felt like a big thorn had been pulled out. She felt a slight pleasure and didn't feel much pain anymore. Lying on the bed for a while, she felt an unpredictable itch in her lower body, a vague and unsettling feeling in her heart. She grabbed Wukong's penis and began to manipulate it, refusing to let go. She said sweetly to Wukong, "When I put it in earlier, it felt so full and uncomfortable. Now that I've pulled it out, it feels even more empty and uncomfortable. Why don't you put it back in?"

Wukong did as she was told, climbing on top of her and inserting only a little bit, saying, "I'd rather play around outside." Yang Ru hugged his waist tightly, saying, "No need for that, just be gentle." Hearing this, Wukong inserted halfway in again, moving gently and carefully, slowly thrusting in and out. After a long while, Yang Ru was sweating profusely, her body numb, and she no longer felt the pain. Holding Wukong's waist, she thrust her hips forward, and Wukong's penis was fully inserted. Yang Ru's body rose and fell, yielding to his thrusts.

Wukong, aroused to a fever pitch, exerted half his strength and penetrated her for over an hour before the passion subsided, leaving Yang Ru dazed and breathless. She lay limp on the bed, panting softly. Peeking at the sheets beneath her, she saw a patch of wetness and scattered bloodstains. She turned and embraced Wukong, whispering in his ear, "So this is the pleasure between men and women. I've finally experienced it today."

Wukong, too, was incredibly pleasurable. He realized there were such wonderful things about being human; no wonder some people envy only the lovebirds, not the immortals. What's so great about being an immortal, except you don't have to reincarnate? Thinking of the miserable life in the Buddhist realm, the contrast was like heaven and earth. He even felt a longing to be reborn as a human.

"Let's get up," Yang Ru said, being a dutiful girl, her thoughts turning to her parents after the pleasure.

Wukong asked her, "Are your parents out?"

Yang Ru nodded and said, "Probably, there's no sound from the living room." Wukong, in the midst of his excitement, chuckled and said, "In that case, let's play around a bit more." Yang Ru secretly glanced at his crotch; it was hard and erect again. It turned out Wukong's yang essence was plentiful; although he had just ejaculated, his penis was still as hard as an iron rod. Yang Ru grabbed it, laughing lightly, "You're such a glutton! You just ate and you're already hungry again. Don't you ever feel full?"

Wukong chuckled and said, "Of course. It's not that easy to get full." He pressed Yang Ru down beneath him, kissed her for a while, and his erection throbbed a few times. He whispered in Yang Ru's ear, "I don't care if your parents come back; my desire is truly uncontrollable." Then he thrust his hips forward. Yang Ru's lower body was already slippery, and with a soft squelch, he was fully inserted again. This time, Yang Ru didn't feel much pain; she only felt completely filled, incredibly pleasurable. It was a different kind of pleasure compared to before.

Wukong thrust passionately for a while, until Yang Ru was exhausted and moaning incessantly. Then, with a final, powerful thrust, he reached her clitoris and ejaculated again. Yang Ru tightly embraced Wukong's waist, her body trembling slightly. She felt a surge of heat flowing out, her body feeling as if she were floating on clouds, incredibly pleasurable.

Her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, and she still clung tightly to Wukong, unwilling to let go for a long time. She softly said, "Don't get down, just let me sleep like this."

Chapter 62 Green Darkness and Red Flight

. Wukong bit her ear and said, "Get up, your parents might be back. I think I heard the door open." Yang Ru was startled, her sleepiness vanished instantly, and she said, "Oh no!" She hurriedly got up to comb her hair and straighten her clothes. Wukong saw a few drops of blood in the wet stains on the bed and was suddenly startled. He said, "Xiao Ru, are you hurt?"

Yang Ru followed his gaze and saw the blood on the sheets. Her face turned bright red with embarrassment, and she whispered, "Silly boy, I'm fine, I'm not hurt." Wukong saw her flushed face, like a blooming peach blossom, beautiful and charming, and she certainly didn't look injured, so he relaxed. He was just puzzled; the few drops of blood on the bed were as bright red as rooster's comb blood. If she wasn't injured, where did they come from?

Yang Ru was already dressed and took a clean handkerchief to wipe the sheets clean.

The two of them walked hand in hand out of Yang Ru's room. Her parents were already sitting in the living room, chatting quietly. Seeing them come out, they both looked up.

"Dad, Mom, didn't you two go out?" Yang Ru asked.

"Yes, we were out for ages, just got back now." Yang's mother saw her daughter's happy face and saw her still holding Wukong's hand after leaving the room, and smiled at her, "You're not bad either, you were in there for ages, and only just came out now, you must have had so much to talk about, right?" There was no blame in her tone. Her daughter had grown up and had her own world. Besides, Wukong was handsome and kind-hearted, making her, as a mother, like him more and more.

Yang Ru secretly rejoiced; thank goodness, otherwise, if they had heard her lewd words, she would have been mortified. Pretending to be nonchalant, she said, "We were playing games online in the room." Wukong was worried about the film crew, wondering if his departure had delayed the shooting schedule. He felt quite sorry for Situ Yu, so he said, "Xiaoru, now that you're safely home, I need to go back to the set to check on things."

Yang Ru was reluctant to let him go, but Wukong had a mission to complete, so she couldn't insist he stay. She kept her reluctance to herself and walked him downstairs, holding his hand and whispering, "Remember to come see me when you have time. Otherwise, I'll come to the set every day until you get tired of me."

Wukong smiled, pinched her cute nose, and said, "I know, even if you don't say anything, I'll come often. Auntie's cooking is so delicious, I could eat it every day and never get tired of it." After

saying goodbye to Yang Ru, Wukong rode his somersault cloud and arrived at Flower Fruit Mountain in the blink of an eye. Upon entering, they saw Pigsy energetically hawking his pirated DVDs. Because the tourist area was teeming with visitors, many were buying DVDs, making Pigsy grin from ear to ear. His already large mouth stretched to almost nothing but his mouth as he laughed.

Monkey walked over, grinning, and said, "Pigsy, business is booming!" Pigsy, who was looking for change, looked up and saw Monkey. He grinned again, saying, "Brother Monkey, business is really good! I sold over a thousand DVDs today! Why don't you stop making movies and come work for me? Look, I've got tons of money!" He patted the large bag slung at his waist; it was bulging, indicating a substantial haul.

"Heh heh, when did you become so diligent, you pighead? Truly, a change of heart is needed after three days!" Monkey saw that even a lazybones like Pigsy could be self-reliant; the power of money was truly immense. It seemed the mortal world was indeed a wonderful place, capable of transforming people completely.

Bajie, supporting his round waist, said, "I've been standing for ages, I'm really tired. Eldest Brother, hold my place for a bit, I need to sit down and rest." Without waiting for Wukong's agreement, he shoved the DVDs he was holding into Wukong's hands, pushed a large bag at his feet in front of Wukong, and went to find a secluded spot to rest.

"Hey, Bajie, you—" Wukong shouted from behind, but Bajie seemed deaf, walking away on his own.

Wukong stared at the large bag at his feet, at a loss. Looking at the DVDs in his hands, the covers featured naked, beautiful women in obscene poses. Holding them felt like holding a pile of burning coals. Just then, three middle-aged men gathered around.

"Hey, see if you have any good movies?" a portly man asked, flipping through the DVDs.

"Sorry, I'm not buying DVDs," Wukong quickly explained.

The fat man browsed for a while, then picked up five DVDs and said, "I'll buy five, how much?" Wukong, caught in a bind, remembered Bajie saying they were ten yuan each, and casually said, "Fifty yuan it is."

The fat man readily paid without a word, asking, "Is the picture clear?" Wukong didn't answer, taking the money and putting it in his pocket. A pretty young woman approached and asked, "Seller, do you have the newly released 'Shaolin Basketball'? It's directed by Stephen Chow, and it's not available yet." She started searching.

Wukong quickly dodged, saying, "No, no. These DVDs aren't for sale." The young woman already had two DVDs in her hand and thought this man was strange; she'd just seen him take money, so why was he suddenly saying he wasn't selling them? Looking up, he widened his eyes and asked, "Aren't you Sun Wukong from 'Journey to the West'? When did you switch to selling DVDs? Oh, I know, you must be doing some promotion, right? Perfect, sign these two DVDs for me!" He looked at the DVD in his hand and his face flushed and his heart pounded. Good heavens, what was this? A seductive woman was on the DVD, her legs spread wide, revealing her delicate, mysterious parts, giving him a tempting smile.

Wukong was extremely embarrassed and repeatedly said, "It's not mine, it's not mine..." and fled in panic. The girl behind him was stunned, unable to recover for a long time, muttering, "How is this possible? That person was definitely not Sun Wukong, maybe he just looked a bit like him..."

Wukong found Bajie and saw him lying in a secluded corner, fast asleep, snoring loudly. Wukong was both amused and exasperated. This pig, he just fell asleep like that, with people coming and going all around, yet he slept so soundly. He kicked Bajie's big butt and said, "Get up, you lazy pig!"

Bajie was deep in a sweet dream, drool dripping from his mouth. Hearing Wukong call him, he said impatiently, "Go away, don't disturb my happy old pig." Wukong chuckled to himself, thinking that this stupid pig was probably dreaming about some beautiful woman. He put his mouth to Bajie's big ears and shouted, "Lazy pig, if you don't get up, someone will steal your pirated DVDs!"

Bajie jumped up and said in a panic, "Who stole my DVDs? Who?"

Wukong chuckled, stuffed the DVDs back into his arms, and said, "Your things are back."

Bajie then realized that Wukong was teasing him and said unhappily, "Brother, you really called at the wrong time. I just got into bed with a beautiful woman, and you woke me up! It would have been better if you had come later."

"Fool, you're dreaming about women all day. Don't you care about your business?" Wukong laughed and scolded.

Bajie then noticed that the large bag containing the DVDs was no longer beside Wukong. Startled, he hurriedly asked, "Where's that bag? Did someone steal it? Brother, I'm really in trouble with you this time!" He looked miserable and very downcast.

"Don't worry, it's over there," Wukong pointed.

Bajie's sorrow turned to joy, and he trotted over excitedly. Seeing the bag securely placed there, he was overjoyed, grabbed it, and exclaimed, "Great! Great! Luckily, no one stole it. You stinky monkey, you almost got me killed!" Looking behind him, he saw Wukong hadn't followed, and muttered another scolding of him.

Just then, a pretty young woman timidly approached, blushing, and whispered, "Excuse me, is this yours?"

Bajie glanced at it, then fixed his eyes on the woman, saying, "It's mine. When did you buy it? But I never return DVDs." The woman

blushed and said, "I'm not here to return it. That gentleman left without even taking my money. I'm waiting for him to come back. Since it's yours, I'll give it back to you." She gently placed the DVD down and turned to leave.

"Hey, hey, don't go! I'll give it to you to watch..." Bajie called out loudly from behind. Hearing Bajie's shout, the girl ran even faster and disappeared in an instant.

"Sigh, so foolish! You wouldn't even take it for free! It's a good thing, you really don't know its value!" Bajie shook his head, puzzled. Wukong watched from afar, secretly amused, thinking that Bajie's so-called business was simply poisoning the minds of teenagers! Walking over, he shouted in Pigsy's ear, "Hey!"

Pigsy was startled. Regaining his composure, he saw it was Monkey King and cursed fiercely, "You damn monkey, trying to scare this old pig to death?"

Monkey King chuckled and said, "It's good to scare you to death, it'll rid the people of a scourge!" Pigsy laughed and cursed, "Brother Monkey, you're talking nonsense! When did I become a scourge?"

"I heard you clearly. Selling your filthy things to adults is one thing, but you even prey on children! That's outrageous! Once I smash them all in the Southern Kingdom, what will you, you stupid pig, sell then?"

Knowing Monkey King's fiery temper, Pigsy feared he would really attack and hurriedly said, "It won't happen again! Brother Monkey, please forgive me this time." Actually, Monkey King only wanted to scare him, so he said, "You'd better watch yourself." With that, he left Pigsy and headed towards the movie theater.

Chapter 61 Bedroom Pleasures

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Yang Ru bent down and took off her pure white cotton panties, leaving her completely naked from the waist down. Wukong, lying on the bed, secretly peeked at her. Her skin was like mutton fat, her figure perfectly proportioned, her buttocks round and pert, her thighs long and shapely. She truly resembled a bathing Yang Guifei, a water fairy. Even though Wukong was inexperienced, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, his eyes widening as he lingered on her alluring figure.

Yang Ru took off her panties, revealing a wet patch. Her face flushed crimson, her heart pounding, and she couldn't help but glance at the bed. What she saw startled her so much she almost cried out! Wukong was still staring wide-eyed, completely dazed, at her naked lower body. A surge of heat rushed to Yang Ru's head, her face turning even redder, as if it were about to bleed. She turned and pounced on the bed, pinning Wukong beneath her. Her delicate white hands covered his eyes, and she said coquettishly, "Wukong, you're so dishonest! You promised not to peek, but you opened your eyes again in the blink of an eye! I won't stand for it, you're so cunning, I'm going to punish you!"

With his eyes covered, Wukong couldn't see the shy expression on her face, but from the rapid heartbeat emanating from her high breasts, he could feel her radiant heat. He couldn't help but feel a little aroused, his face flushed and his heart pounding. He tried to cover it up, saying, "I was afraid to open my eyes at first, but when you changed your clothes, you made rustling noises, and I thought a mouse had entered the room."

Yang Ru chuckled, releasing her hands, and said, "You're such a lecherous fellow, and you still try to deny it!" She then placed her pink tongue into Wukong's mouth. She lay on top of Wukong, feeling a hard, thick thing pressing against her bare lower body. A burning sensation spread throughout her body, making her feel incredibly numb. She became very wet, soaking Wukong's pants. She positioned her vulva against Wukong's erection and rubbed it against his pants for a while. A surge of heat flowed out, and she let out a soft cry, collapsing softly onto Wukong, panting heavily. After resting for a while, she rolled off and looked down at Wukong's crotch. It was soaked. She quickly grabbed a small vest and began rubbing it haphazardly against Wukong's pants.

But the moisture had already seeped in; how could she clean it all at once? Blushing, she said to Wukong, "Take off your pants, I'll use a hairdryer to dry them for you!" Wukong sat up, touched his crotch, and found it slippery. He did as she said, taking off his pants. Seeing his underwear was also quite wet, he simply ripped it off as well.

Yang Ru, who had been shyly keeping her head down, was overcome with curiosity and secretly glanced at Wukong's manhood. To her surprise, it was quite impressive, about eight or nine inches long and more than three fingers thick, standing erect and undiminished in its virility. Wukong's manhood, swollen and uncomfortable from being confined in his pants for so long, was now freed from their constraints, like a fish leaping from water, exhilarated and proud. Yang Ru was delighted, secretly astonished: "Wow, why is it so big?" Blushing, she went over and whispered, "You're wet down there too, let me wipe it for you." She knelt down and reached out to grasp it; it felt like a burning hot iron rod, making her hand scald. Wukong's hard member, grasped by Yang Ru's soft, white hand, bounced several times.

Yang Ru found it amusing and whispered, "It's really interesting. It can even move on its own, like a little frog jumping in my palm." Wukong lowered his head and looked at Yang Ru's seemingly wonderful object. It was bulging and tightly closed, like a freshly steamed bun. Wukong was just an innocent child, but after seeing this beautiful sight, he was already completely captivated, losing all sense of direction. Hearing Yang Ru's words, he replied blankly, "I don't understand either. It's usually very well-behaved, but now it's all changed, very naughty, jumping around non-stop."

Yang Ru couldn't help but hold it and gently stroke it a few times. Wukong sat on the edge of the bed, feeling completely relaxed, like the comfort of basking in the sun on a cold winter day. He closed his eyes and let Yang Ru's little hand gently stroke it.

Yang Ru held the object and kneaded it for a long time, becoming aroused, and her recently clean lower body became wet again. She listened to the living room; it was silent. Her parents had probably gone out for a walk. Suddenly emboldened, she stood up, removed her top, and stood naked before Wukong, her high, white breasts radiating confidence.

Wukong's blood boiled at the sight, and he involuntarily reached out to embrace Yang Ru's slender waist. His handsome face pressed against her breasts, gently caressing them, feeling their smooth, warm, and fragrant texture. Yang Ru breathed softly, her two pink nipples gradually hardening. She twisted her body, bringing her nipples close to Wukong's lips, teasing them wantonly. Wukong took one into his mouth, using his tongue to flick her hard nipple. Yang Ru moaned softly, holding Wukong's head tightly, wishing she could stuff her entire swollen breasts into his mouth.

Wukong's heart pounded, and all Buddhist precepts were forgotten. He wrapped his arms around Yang Ru's slender waist, gently laid her down on the bed, and then leaned down to kiss her delicate lips.

Yang Ru spread her long legs, and Wukong's member rubbed against her vulva, an unbearable itch. She whispered shyly in Wukong's ear, "It's so itchy, why don't you go in?" Wukong only knew to linger outside her vulva; the door was wide open, but he didn't know how to enter. Yang Ru, anxious, reached out and grabbed it, aiming it at her vulva. With a thrust of her hips, his thick, long member was already halfway inside.

Wukong felt his member enter a warm, moist place, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort welled up inside him. With another thrust of his hips, he pushed it in a little further. Yang Ru frowned and cried out, "Ouch!" Wukong quickly stopped what he was doing and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Yang Ru said, "It hurts a little! Your thing is too big and thick, it makes my place feel full and uncomfortable." Wukong said, "Since it's uncomfortable, I'll pull it out." He straightened up and was about to pull it out. As he slowly pulled it out, his head was tightly stuck. He quickly pushed it out with force, and heard a squelching sound. Her private parts remained closed.

Seeing him withdraw his member, Yang Ru felt a slight pleasure, as if a large thorn had been pulled out, and the pain subsided. Lying on the bed for a while, her lower body felt itchy and restless, her heart empty and adrift. She grasped Wukong's member, fiddling with it incessantly, unwilling to let go, and said sweetly to Wukong, "When it was inside, it felt uncomfortably full. Now that it's out, it feels even more empty and uncomfortable. Why don't you put it back in?"

Wukong did as she was told, climbing on top of her and inserting only a little, saying, "I'd rather play around outside." Yang Ru tightly embraced his waist, saying, "No need for that, just be gentle." Hearing this, Wukong inserted halfway in again, moving gently and carefully, slowly withdrawing and thrusting. After a long while, Yang Ru was sweating profusely, her body numb, and the pain subsided. Holding Wukong's waist, she thrust her hips forward, and Wukong's member was fully inserted. Yang Ru's body rose and fell, yielding to his advances.

Wukong, aroused to a fever pitch, exerted half his strength and penetrated her for over an hour before the passion subsided, leaving Yang Ru dazed and breathless. She lay limp on the bed, panting softly. Peeking at the sheets beneath her, she saw a patch of wetness and scattered bloodstains. She turned and embraced Wukong, whispering in his ear, "So this is the pleasure between men and women. I've finally experienced it today."

Wukong, too, was incredibly pleasurable. He realized there were such wonderful things about being human; no wonder some people envy only the lovebirds, not the immortals. What's so great about being an immortal, except you don't have to reincarnate? Thinking of the miserable life in the Buddhist realm, the contrast was like heaven and earth. He even felt a longing to be reborn as a human.

"Let's get up," Yang Ru said, being a dutiful girl, her thoughts turning to her parents after the pleasure.

Wukong asked her, "Are your parents out?"

Yang Ru nodded and said, "Probably, there's no sound from the living room." Wukong, in the heat of the moment, chuckled and said, "In that case, let's play around a bit more." Yang Ru secretly glanced at his crotch; it was hard and erect again. It turned out Wukong was very fertile; even after his recent ejaculation, it was still as hard as an iron rod. Yang Ru grabbed it, laughing lightly, "You're such a glutton! You've just eaten and you're already hungry again. Don't you ever get full?"

Wukong chuckled and said, "Of course. It's not that easy to get full." He pressed Yang Ru down beneath him, kissed her for a while, and his erection throbbed a few times. He whispered in Yang Ru's ear, "I don't care if your parents come back or not; my desire is truly uncontrollable." Then he thrust his hips forward. Yang Ru's lower body was already slippery; with a soft smack, it was fully inserted. This time, Yang Ru didn't feel much pain, only a feeling of being completely filled inside, incredibly pleasurable. It was a different kind of pleasure compared to before.

Wukong thrust into her passionately for another hour, until Yang Ru was groaning uncontrollably, then with a final, forceful thrust, he reached her clitoris and ejaculated again. Yang Ru tightly embraced Wukong's waist, her body trembling slightly, feeling a surge of heat below, her body feeling as if she were floating on clouds, incredibly pleasurable.

Her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, she still clung tightly to Wukong, unwilling to let go for a long time, softly saying, "Don't get down, let me sleep like this."

Chapter 062 Green Dark Red Flying

Wukong bit her ear and said, "Get up, your parents might be back. I think I heard the door open." Yang Ru was startled, her sleepiness vanished instantly, and she said, "Oh no!" She hurriedly got up to comb her hair and straighten her clothes. Wukong noticed a few drops of blood in the wet stains on the bed and exclaimed in surprise, "Xiaoru, are you hurt?"

Yang Ru followed his gaze and saw the bloodstains on the sheet. Her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she whispered, "Silly boy, I'm fine. I'm not hurt at all." Wukong saw her flushed face, like a blooming peach blossom, beautiful and charming, and she certainly didn't look injured, so he relaxed. He was just puzzled. The few drops of blood on the bed were as bright red as rooster's comb blood. If it wasn't an injury, then where did they come from?

Yang Ru had already dressed and took a clean handkerchief to wipe the sheet clean.

The two of them walked out of Yang Ru's room hand in hand. Her parents were already sitting in the living room, chatting quietly. Seeing the two of them come out, they both looked up.

"Dad, Mom, didn't you two go out?" Yang Ru asked.

"Yes, I was out for ages, and I just got back." Seeing her daughter's happy face and noticing she was still holding Wukong's hand as she left the room, Yang's mother smiled and said, "You're not bad either. You were in there for ages, and you're only just coming out now. You must have had so much to talk about, right?" There was no blame in her tone. Her daughter had grown up and had her own world. Besides, Wukong was handsome and kind-hearted, making her, as his mother, like him more and more.

Yang Ru secretly rejoiced; thank goodness, otherwise, if they had heard her lewd words, she would have been mortified. Pretending to be nonchalant, she said, "We were playing games online in the room." Wukong was worried about the film crew, wondering if his departure had delayed the shooting schedule. He felt quite sorry for Situ Yu, so he said, "Xiaoru, now that you're safely home, I need to go back to the set to check on things."

Yang Ru was reluctant to let him go, but Wukong had a mission to complete, so she couldn't insist he stay. She kept her reluctance to herself and walked him downstairs, holding his hand and whispering, "Remember to come see me when you have time. Otherwise, I'll come to the set every day until you get tired of me."

Wukong smiled, pinched her cute nose, and said, "I know, even if you don't say anything, I'll come often. Auntie's cooking is so delicious, I could eat it every day and never get tired of it." After

saying goodbye to Yang Ru, Wukong rode his somersault cloud and arrived at Flower Fruit Mountain in the blink of an eye. Upon entering, they saw Pigsy energetically hawking his pirated DVDs. Because the tourist area was teeming with visitors, many were buying DVDs, making Pigsy grin from ear to ear. His already large mouth stretched to almost nothing but his mouth as he laughed.

Monkey walked over, grinning, and said, "Pigsy, business is booming!" Pigsy, who was looking for change, looked up and saw Monkey. He grinned again, saying, "Brother Monkey, business is really good! I sold over a thousand DVDs today! Why don't you stop making movies and come work for me? Look, I've got tons of money!" He patted the large bag slung at his waist; it was bulging, indicating a substantial haul.

"Heh heh, when did you become so diligent, you pighead? Truly, a change of heart is needed after three days!" Monkey saw that even a lazybones like Pigsy could be self-reliant; the power of money was truly immense. It seemed the mortal world was indeed a wonderful place, capable of transforming people completely.

Bajie, supporting his round waist, said, "I've been standing for ages, I'm really tired. Eldest Brother, hold my place for a bit, I need to sit down and rest." Without waiting for Wukong's agreement, he shoved the DVDs he was holding into Wukong's hands, pushed a large bag at his feet in front of Wukong, and went to find a secluded spot to rest.

"Hey, Bajie, you—" Wukong shouted from behind, but Bajie seemed deaf and walked away.

Wukong stared at the large bag at his feet, at a loss. Looking at the DVDs in his hands, the covers featured naked women in obscene poses. Holding them felt like holding a pile of burning coals. Just then, three middle-aged men gathered around.

"Hey, see if you have any good movies?" a portly man asked, flipping through the DVDs.

"Sorry, I'm not buying DVDs," Wukong quickly explained.

The fat man browsed for a while, then picked up five DVDs and said, "I'll buy five, how much?" Wukong, caught in a bind, remembered that Bajie had said they were ten yuan each, and casually said, "Fifty yuan it is."

Without a word, the fat man readily took out the money and asked, "Is the picture clear?" Wukong didn't answer, took the money and put it in his pocket. A pretty young girl approached and asked, "Seller, do you have the newly released 'Shaolin Basketball'? It's directed by Stephen Chow, and it's not available in stores yet." She started searching.

Wukong hurriedly dodged, saying, "No, no. These DVDs aren't for sale." The girl already had two DVDs in her hand and thought this man was really strange. She clearly saw him take money just now, so why was he suddenly saying he wouldn't sell them? Looking up, she widened her eyes and asked, "Aren't you the Sun Wukong from 'Journey to the West'? When did you switch to selling DVDs? Oh, I know, you must be doing some promotion, right? Perfect, sign these two DVDs for me!" Looking at the DVDs in her hand, she couldn't help but feel her face flush and her heart pound. Good heavens, what was this? A seductive woman was spreading her legs wide, revealing her delicate and mysterious parts, giving her an alluring smile.

Wukong was very embarrassed and kept saying, "They're not mine, they're not mine..." and fled in panic. The girl behind him stood there stunned, unable to recover for a long time, muttering, "How is this possible? That person just now was definitely not Sun Wukong, maybe he just looks a bit like him..."

Wukong found Bajie and saw him lying in a secluded corner, fast asleep, snoring loudly. Wukong was both amused and exasperated. This lazy pig, he just fell asleep like that, with people coming and going all around, yet he slept so soundly. He kicked his big butt and said, "Wake up, you lazy pig!"

Bajie was immersed in a sweet dream, a large puddle of drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. Hearing Wukong call him, he said impatiently, "Go away, don't disturb my old pig's happiness." Wukong chuckled to himself, this stupid pig was probably dreaming about being with some beautiful woman. He put his mouth to his big ears and shouted, "Lazy pig, if you don't get up, someone will steal all your pirated DVDs!"

Bajie scrambled to his feet, flustered, and asked, "Who stole my DVDs? Who?"

Wukong chuckled, shoved the DVDs back into his arms, and said, "Your stuff, here you go."

Bajie realized Wukong was teasing him and complained, "Brother, you really woke me up at the worst possible time! I just got into bed with a beautiful woman, and you woke me up! You should have come later."

"Fool, you're dreaming about women all the time, don't you care about your business?" Wukong laughed and scolded.

Bajie then noticed the large bag of DVDs was gone from beside Wukong. Startled, he hurriedly asked, "Where's the bag? Did someone steal it? Brother, I'm really in trouble now!" His face was long and his mood was very low.

"Don't worry, it's over there," Wukong pointed.

Bajie's sorrow turned to joy. He trotted over and saw the bag sitting there safely. Overjoyed, he hugged it tightly, exclaiming, "Great! Great! Thank goodness it wasn't stolen. You stinky monkey, you almost got me killed!" Looking behind him, he saw Wukong hadn't followed and muttered another scolding. Just then

, a pretty young woman timidly approached, blushing, and whispered, "Excuse me, is this yours?"

Bajie glanced at it, then fixed his eyes on the woman, saying, "It's mine. When did you buy it? But I never return DVDs."

The woman blushed and said, "I'm not here to return it. That gentleman left without even taking my money. I'm waiting for him to come back. Since it's yours, I'll give it back to you." She gently placed the DVD down and turned to leave.

"Hey, hey, don't go! I'll give it to you to watch..." Bajie called out loudly from behind. Hearing Bajie's shout, the girl ran even faster and disappeared in an instant.

"Sigh, so foolish! You wouldn't even take it for free! It's a good thing, you really don't know its value!" Bajie shook his head, puzzled. Wukong watched from afar, secretly amused, thinking that Bajie's so-called business was simply poisoning the minds of teenagers! Walking over, he shouted in Bajie's ear, "Hey!"

Bajie was startled, and when he regained his composure, he saw it was Wukong and cursed fiercely, "You damn monkey, trying to scare this old pig to death?"

Wukong chuckled and said, "It's good to scare you to death, it'll rid the people of a scourge!" Bajie laughed and cursed, "Brother, you're talking nonsense, when did I become a scourge?"

"I heard what you just said clearly. You filthy thing, selling to adults is one thing, but you don't even spare children, that's too despicable! Once I smash them all in the Southern Kingdom, what will you, a stupid pig, sell then?"

Bajie knew Wukong's fiery temper and was afraid he would really hit him, so he hurriedly said, "I won't do it again! Brother, please forgive me this time." Actually, Wukong only wanted to scare him, so he said, "You'd better watch yourself." After saying that, he left Bajie and walked towards the movie theater.

Chapter 063 The Hungry Ghost Reincarnation

Entering the film set, a group of actors were filming nervously. Wukong quietly went in, not wanting to disturb everyone. Situ Yu, with her sharp eyes, spotted Wukong first. She quietly pulled him aside and asked with concern, "How did it go? Did you find the female reporter, Yang Ru?" Wukong nodded and said, "I've already taken her home."

Situ Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said with satisfaction, "That's good. Wukong, you're amazing! In this vast ocean, you actually found her for me."

"I didn't find her in the sea. It's quite miraculous, actually. It turns out she was rescued by a giant sea turtle, who carried her to a deserted island."

"Really? That's truly a blessing from heaven. There really are gods in the universe." Situ Yu said happily.

"That island has beautiful scenery, and the residents are very hospitable. I'll take you there sometime; you'll definitely love it and won't want to come back," Wukong said.

Situ Yu was full of longing and said, "Really? When will you take me to see it?"

Director Zhang Yi also saw Wukong at this moment. After calling a pause, he walked over and said, "Wukong, there's a scene coming up. Do you want to get your makeup done now?" Situ Yu considerately said, "Wukong has been busy all day. Let him rest for a day and shoot tomorrow."

"No need to rest. I'll be done with my makeup right away." Wukong hurriedly went to his private dressing room and came out in the blink of an eye. Everyone was used to Wukong's amazing makeup skills, so they weren't surprised. Zhang Yi briefly explained the plot and lines to him, and Wukong memorized them all. When filming, he was surprisingly smooth and didn't miss a single line. Zhang Yi was so happy that his eyes lit up, his long hair fluttering in the wind. He turned to Situ Yu and said, "Wukong is a genius! At this rate, we planned to finish the initial filming in six months, but it looks like we can finish in four months!"

Situ Yu was also overjoyed, looking at Wukong's agile figure with undisguised affection in her eyes. After filming for two hours, everyone was starving, so Situ Yu told them to pack up and head back to the hotel. Then she walked over to Wukong and said softly, "Wukong, I'd like to invite you to dinner alone tonight. Do you have time?"

"Yes, Xiaoyu is inviting me to dinner, of course I have time," Wukong readily agreed.

Outside the movie theater, Wukong saw Bajie arguing with the security guard. Wukong went over and asked, "Bajie, what's going on?" Bajie, seeing Wukong, huffed, "Big Brother, it's good you're here! It's been a long time! I sold all my DVDs and wanted to go in to watch you film, but this guy wouldn't let me in! I'm so angry!"

The security guard looked at Wukong and explained, "Excuse me, Mr. Sun, Miss Situ has instructed that during filming, all unauthorized personnel are not allowed entry."

Bajie shouted... He yelled, "What kind of 'unauthorized person' are you? Are your eyes in your crotch? I'm Sun Wukong's junior brother!"

Wukong chuckled and said, "Your pig head doesn't have 'Sun Wukong's junior brother' written on it, so don't blame the security guard for not letting you in." Bajie complained, "Big Brother, why aren't you helping me?" Situ Yu smiled and said to the security guard, "Next time you see this gentleman, you can let him in."

The security guard respectfully replied, "As Miss Situ instructs, we will certainly comply!"

Bajie clapped his hands and said, "Fairy Sister is so kind! Unlike me, your senior brother, who turns his back on you so easily!" Wukong laughed and scolded, "You blockhead, always talking nonsense, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? When did I turn my back on you? Who paid for your clothes? Whose capital did you use to buy them?"

Bajie stuck out his tongue and said, "Oh, senior brother, you're serious! But I, Old Pig, am not the kind of person who turns my back on someone after using them. I'm only treating you to dinner because you helped me make money. Let me tell you, I made quite a bit today." As he spoke, he patted the large money bag slung over his shoulder. Wukong chuckled and said, "That's more like it. At least you still have some conscience. Then I won't stand on ceremony with you!"

Situ Yu pinched Wukong's waist, put her mouth close to his ear, and whispered, "Hey, don't forget, you made an appointment with me first." Wukong then remembered that he had just promised to have dinner with Situ Yu. A person cannot break their word, so he said, "Oh dear, Bajie, I forgot that I made an appointment with someone else today. Let's do it another day."

"Elder Brother, I want to go with you too," Bajie said. Wukong looked at Situ Yu, who smiled and said, "Let's go together, it'll be more lively with more people."

Bajie was overjoyed and danced with excitement, saying, "Fairy Sister, you're so kind!"

Situ Yu blushed and said, "Don't call me Fairy Sister, just call me Xiaoyu!"

Bajie clapped his hands and said, "Then I'll call you Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu, you're so beautiful, even more beautiful than Chang'e!" Situ Yu laughed and said, "You've never seen Chang'e, how can you compare me to her?"

The three of them returned to Jinhua Hotel and asked for a private room. The female manager came in with a menu, greeted everyone warmly, and asked, "Miss Situ, what would you like to eat?" Situ Yu was a regular at the hotel, and the waiters all knew her. Situ Yu looked at Bajie's large belly and thought, judging from his appearance, he must have a big appetite, so she ordered twelve dishes.

While waiting for the food, Wukong asked, "Bajie, are you still staying at that comfortable inn?" Bajie nodded and said happily, "Yes, I'm quite happy there." Wukong chuckled inwardly, thinking that Bajie's cheerful expression meant he had probably met another woman there. He whispered in Bajie's ear, "Met another woman, didn't you? Be careful, she might rip you off like last time." Bajie also whispered in Wukong's ear, "Don't worry, this one is a genuine Japanese woman, only twenty years old, very young, you could squeeze water out of her if you pinched her. And she's extremely gentle, the service is top-notch. You'll have a chance to see how Japanese women serve men!"

Situ Yu, seeing the two grown men whispering to each other, asked with a smile, "What secret are you two keeping from me? What would you like to drink? Beer or baijiu?"

"No beer, it's bland and tasteless. If you're going to drink, baijiu, the stronger the better!" Bajie blurted out.

"Alright, a Scotch whisky, please," Situ Yu instructed the waiter.

Not long after, Pigsy grew impatient, yelling, "What's going on? What kind of lousy hotel is this? We haven't even had a single dish in ages! I'm starving!" He stormed out of the private room, shouting, "Waiter, hurry up and bring the food!" His hoarse voice echoed throughout the restaurant, lingering for days. The female manager who had taken the order rushed over, saying repeatedly, "Almost done, almost done! I'm sorry, we're busy today, we can't keep up." Pigsy

huffed, "I don't blame you for not being able to cook all the dishes at once, but surely you can have some rice?" The manager said, "Yes, yes." Pigsy said, "Then hurry up and get me a few bowls of rice to fill my stomach, otherwise you might not be able to handle it if I starve." The

manager agreed and turned to leave. A moment later, the waiter indeed brought three bowls of rice and placed them in front of the three. Pigsy picked up his bowl and ate it in two gulps. Seeing that Wukong and Bajie weren't moving, he asked awkwardly, "Why aren't you eating?"

Situ Yu stared in astonishment as Bajie devoured a bowl of rice in a few bites. Hearing his question, she smiled and said, "You're hungry, eat first." Bajie didn't stand on ceremony, taking the two bowls of rice from the table and quickly shoveling them down. Holding the empty bowl, he said to the waiter, "Why are there only three bowls of rice? Are you feeding a cat?"

The waiter was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, "Judging from his appearance, he looks like a reincarnated starving ghost. He probably hasn't eaten for a year." He hurriedly went to get more rice, and luckily the kitchen wasn't far away. Soon, he brought six bowls on a tray. Bajie ate very quickly; the rice was gone in seconds as soon as it was on the table. Holding out the empty bowl, he said, "More!" In this way, before the dishes were even served, more than a hundred empty bowls had already piled up on the floor.

The waiter ran back and forth a dozen or twenty times, his legs cramping from all the running. He leaned against the table, panting heavily, and said, "Brother, I really can't run anymore. Could you eat a little slower and let me catch my breath?"

Wukong felt bad seeing this and said, "Fool, the dishes haven't been served yet. Let's get more rice after all the dishes are served." Bajie rubbed his stomach and said, "Okay, I'll wait a bit before eating. At least I'm half full!" Situ Yu was so shocked his eyes almost popped out. He thought, "My God, he only ate half full after all that time! His appetite is amazing! If he participated in a world eating contest, he'd definitely win." Just then, the dishes started to arrive.

Bajie stretched out his chopsticks and buried his head in his food, devouring it. After a long while, he looked up and saw that Wukong and Bajie hadn't touched their chopsticks yet, so he asked curiously, "What's wrong with you two? You're just sitting there, aren't you hungry at all?"

Wukong said irritably, "Yes, we are. But have you given us a chance to eat a bite?" Bajie looked at the mess on the table, with almost all the food left, and felt embarrassed. He said awkwardly, "Hehe, how rude of me, I'm so hungry."

Situ Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, eat as much as you want. We ordered this to eat, after all." She called over the female manager and ordered the same dishes again.

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Chapter 064 Touching the Little Sister's Butt

"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry, my junior brother doesn't have any special talents, he just can eat a lot. I hope you don't find it funny!" Wukong said with a grin.

"Not at all, seeing how much he enjoys his food, I'm so envious. I wish I had such a good appetite!" Situ Yu didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she found Bajie's ravenous eating quite amusing. She was tired of the superficially refined gentlemen in her social circle, so Bajie's rudeness and straightforwardness were a breath of fresh air.

A young waitress in a short skirt came in, carrying a bottle of liquor, and poured a glass for each of the three of them. Bajie snatched the bottle and looked at it; the label was full of gibberish, and after a long while, he still couldn't understand what it said. He asked the waitress, "Hey, young lady, what did you bring in?"

"Sir, this is Scotch whisky, it's what you ordered," the waitress said with a smile. Finally, she didn't have to rush around like a revolving door and could stop and catch her breath; her mood lightened considerably.

"Can we drink it?" Bajie asked skeptically.

"Of course," the waitress said. "Scotch whisky is a strong, flavorful spirit that many customers enjoy."

Bajie picked up the glass, held it to his nose, and smelled it. Sure enough, the aroma was irresistible, and the alcohol cravings in his stomach were instantly awakened, wriggling wildly within him. With a tilt of his head back, Bajie downed a cup of strong liquor. It was mellow and fragrant, lacking the harshness of strong liquor when it first entered his mouth, yet it sent a fiery, pleasant sensation through his body, making his blood boil.

"Good liquor! Senior Brother, Xiaoyu, come on, let's have a drink!" Bajie filled his cup, raised it, and earnestly invited Wukong and Situ Yu to drink with him. Before they could even raise their cups, Bajie tilted his head back again and downed a second cup. Wukong also raised his cup, drank it down in one gulp, licked his lips, gave a thumbs-up, and praised, "Good liquor! Good liquor! Xiaoyu, I didn't know you were such a connoisseur; the liquor you ordered is excellent. Come on, let's have a drink."

Situ Yu waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "I can't. This liquor is too strong; I'll be lying on the ground after just two cups!" Bajie and Wukong wouldn't listen, insisting on drinking three cups with her. Situ Yu hadn't eaten a single bite; her stomach was empty. After three cups of strong liquor, she felt a burning sensation in her stomach, as if a fire was raging within her. She was already a light drinker, and after three cups, her face was flushed, and her eyes were glazed.

Wukong put a piece of food in her bowl, saying, "Eat some food before you drink." Situ Yu looked at him affectionately, silently thanking him for his thoughtfulness.

Bajie, enjoying his drink, unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his large, white belly, and said, "Brother, it seems Xiao Yu really can't hold her liquor. Let's not worry about her; let's drink to our hearts' content!"

Wukong, a gluttonous drinker, couldn't resist such fine wine. He kept his head down, clinking glasses with Bajie. In no time, he had finished a whole bottle of whiskey.

"Hey girl, bring some more !" Bajie said, shaking the empty bottle at the waitress standing nearby.

"Sir, how many bottles?" the waitress asked.

"Ten for each of us," Bajie said with a flourish. The waitress turned green with fright. Good heavens, she'd worked at the Jinhua Hotel for years and had never encountered this rascal before. Not only could he eat, but he could drink immensely. Ten bottles of Scotch whisky! Even an elephant would be drunk on that, and he said it so casually, as if he were asking her to fetch some mineral water.

This time, five waitresses arrived, all young and delicate like peach blossoms in early spring. Each carried four bottles, placed them on the floor, and watched Wukong and Bajie drink with great interest, reluctant to leave.

"Hey, don't you guys have any work to do? Standing here like logs, trying to slack off?" Bajie asked.

"Hehe, serving drinks to our three guests is our duty. Actually," the girls were all curious to see how they would down twenty bottles of strong whiskey.

Bajie, watched by five beautiful women, was filled with excitement and boundless pride. He even put his glass aside, shoved the bottle into his mouth, and gulped it down in one go, emptying the bottle in the blink of an eye.

The five girls, watching Bajie's spectacular performance, clapped their hands until they were red, praising him repeatedly: "Great! Great!" Wukong, also spurred on, roused himself and downed a bottle of whiskey in one go. The girls, who already admired Wukong, couldn't help but scream with delight at their idol's prowess.

Situ Yu watched with a smile and said, "That's amazing! Let's have another one!" Bajie filled her glass and said, "Little Yu, you can't just watch without drinking. Today you're not a cheerleader, you're a main character too, you have to fight! How about this, since you're a girl, I'll let you have a little advantage. My senior brother and I will drink one bottle, and you have to drink one, okay?"

Situ Yu quickly waved her hands frantically, saying, "No, no, a good woman doesn't fight with men! I absolutely dare not participate in your drinking contest!" Bajie was in high spirits and wouldn't listen, so he coaxed and tricked Situ Yu into drinking a few more glasses. This time, Situ Yu's face was not only completely red, but her entire body below the neck was flushed. Today she was wearing a V-neck short-sleeved top, the neckline low, revealing her fair skin with a rosy glow, adding to her delicate beauty.

Actually, although this Scotch whisky was mellow on the palate, its aftereffects were quite sharp. After downing eight bottles of strong liquor, Pigsy began to feel the effects, his head spinning and his vision blurry. Gazing at the alluring cleavage of Situ Yu's chest, a surge of energy coursed through his body, his blood rushing to his head. His eyes were involuntarily fixed on Situ Yu's proud breasts, his mind filled with fantasies, wishing he could immediately strip her clothes off and see her firm, high breasts.

Monkey King, too, felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if floating on clouds. Seeing Pigsy's lustful gaze lingering on Situ Yu's chest, he slapped him on the head, saying, "You idiot, what are you thinking about?"

Pigsy chuckled sheepishly, "Hehe, Xiao Yu's skin is so white, it must feel as smooth as silk."

"I knew you were up to no good! You fool, Xiao Yu is a good woman, you lecherous worm, you absolutely mustn't have any designs on her, otherwise, I'll twist your pig head off and use it as a stool!" Monkey King said sternly.

"Hehe, why are you so nervous? She's not your wife," Bajie teased. But seeing Wukong's serious face, how could he dare to act rashly? However, his lustful heart was stirred, and his hands itched. He reached under the skirt of the waitress watching the commotion and touched her round, plump buttocks.

"Ouch!" the waitress screamed, laughing and cursing, "You lecherous devil!" She pulled Bajie's groping hand out from under her skirt, not angry at all, but still smiling. As waitresses, they had seen this kind of scene many times, and were used to it.

Seeing that she wasn't really angry, Bajie said with a grin, "Hehe, little sister, your buttocks are very bouncy. Come on, dear brother, I'll give you money. Look, there's a lot of money." He took out a large wad of colorful bills from the big money bag slung over his shoulder and waved it proudly in his hand. "Oh

my, you're quite generous today, you pighead. But when did you, you stingy devil, become so generous?" Wukong asked him with a smile.

"Hehe, I've made so much money today, pretty impressive, right? Since the money came so easily, it's only right to give some to the girls." Emboldened by the alcohol, Bajie was full of bravado.

The girl whose bottom he'd touched leaned closer and planted a kiss on Bajie's chubby face. Bajie, beaming with excitement, pulled out a bill and stuffed it into her open collar, taking the opportunity to peek inside, exclaiming, "Wow, so big!" The woman reached inside and pulled the bill out, puffing out her chest with pride, saying, "Of course."

"I want a kiss too!" The other four women crowded around, vying to kiss Bajie.

"Hehe, no need to fight, everyone gets one, no one misses out." Surrounded by beauties, Bajie was overjoyed, giving each of them a bill without discrimination. Of course, he got a good look at their delicate breasts.

The women took Bajie's money and left, smiling broadly. Bajie and the others finished the remaining wine on the table, and were all dizzy and disoriented. Even Wukong, who was known for his invincibility, felt the effects of the alcohol and felt lightheaded. The three of them staggered back to Wukong's room. Bajie collapsed and fell asleep immediately, snoring loudly like thunder. Situ Yu also felt weak and powerless, lying on the other side of the bed with her limbs outstretched, half-asleep.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, your...your room is next door. The waiter has already opened the door for you. Can you walk there yourself?" Wukong, still somewhat sober, patted Situ Yu's face and reminded her.

"No, tonight I...I'll sleep here with you. Wukong, I'm so happy today. I've never drunk so much before," Situ Yu murmured, heavily intoxicated.

Chapter 65 Wine is the Matchmaker for

Lust Bajie lay sprawled on Wukong's bed, his mouth snoring loudly. Situ Yu slept on the other side, her sleeping posture far from elegant, limbs outstretched, the hem of her shirt rolled up, revealing a large section of her fair and tender belly. Bajie rolled over, draping a thick arm over her, which rested on Situ Yu's high breasts, muttering, "Hanai Miri, your name is so beautiful, I really want to swallow those two big pears of yours..." His hand roamed brazenly over her breasts through her clothes.

Wukong, also feeling unsteady and dizzy, but still somewhat lucid, saw Bajie's inappropriate hand and quickly pushed him away, shoving his heavy body aside. He bent down and shook her shoulder, saying, "Xiaoyu, wake up, go back to your room and sleep." Situ Yu, half-asleep, heard Wukong's call, reached out and hugged his neck, murmuring, "Wukong, don't go..."

"Looks like you can't walk back to your room by yourself. Let me help you!" Wukong picked her up and carried her unsteadily to her room next door. The door had already been opened by the staff, so they entered without much effort. Reaching the bedside, he tossed Situ Yu onto the bed and lay down himself, panting heavily. "Ugh, why are my eyelids so heavy?" he said. Looking up at the ceiling, he saw it spinning. After closing his eyes for a while, he actually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Situ Yu woke up. Feeling something heavy pressing down on her, she reached for the bedside lamp and opened her sleepy eyes to see a man's thick thigh pressing down on hers. Startled, she thought a thug had broken in and assaulted her. Now more sober, she quickly pushed the thigh off and sat up. Looking closely, she realized it was Sun Wukong, and her heart finally settled.

In her drowsy state, she remembered what had happened the night before; she must have drunk too much. Looking at his clothes, still neatly on, nothing had happened, yet he felt a pang of disappointment.

Wukong rolled over, lying on his back on the bed, sleeping soundly with a smile on his lips, lost in his dreams. Situ Yu carefully examined his handsome face, growing more and more fond of him, and leaned down to kiss his lips. Unexpectedly, Wukong's lips were slightly parted in his sleep, and Situ Yu seized the opportunity to slip her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues intertwined, and Situ Yu's lust surged, her lower body involuntarily becoming wet.

Already somewhat intoxicated, Situ Yu's boldness suddenly grew. She placed her hand on Wukong's crotch, cautiously touching it, feeling that his penis was already hard as iron, bulging and too large to be grasped with one hand. Emboldened by the alcohol, Situ Yu sat up and looked down at Wukong's crotch, only to see a large, prominent tent erected there. Situ Yu placed her small hand on the tent, and it actually shook a few times.

Intrigued, she grabbed it through her pants. The thing bounced in her hand, as if impatient, wanting to break free and be free again. She boldly unbuckled Wukong's belt and carefully pulled down his pants. His erection was strong, pushing his underwear high. Situ Yu secretly pulled down his underwear as well. The magnificent thing, now free, stood straight, as if saluting her, thanking her for her understanding.

Situ Yu was secretly shocked. Goodness, his thing was huge! It was more than three fingers wide and eight or nine inches long, standing proudly and imposingly. Situ Yu grabbed it; it felt like a hot iron rod, burning her small hand. Situ Yu gently kneaded it, reluctant to let go, and her juices flowed even more, feeling even her underwear become wet.

Situ Yu felt her face flush and her heart pound, her passion surging. Emboldened by the alcohol, she abandoned all feminine modesty, stood up, and stripped herself naked. Then, she spread her legs, gently straddling Wukong's stomach, aligning her lower body with his manhood, and slowly sat down. She was already quite wet, making it slippery, and it didn't take long for half of it to enter.

Situ Yu was still a virgin; although she was aroused by alcohol, she was still inexperienced, and the thick, long thing pressing against her made her throbbing and slightly painful. She quickly lifted her hips, pulling it out a little and gently stroking it.

Wukong, after her teasing, felt his drunkenness subside, feeling his erect penis tightly enveloped by a warm, soft mound of flesh, an incredibly pleasurable sensation. He secretly opened his eyes a crack, and ah, there was Situ Yu, naked, straddling him, her hands supporting her hips, gently rising and falling. Her high, firm breasts were snow-white and perky, trembling slightly with the rise and fall of her body. Looking at her adorable breasts, Wukong couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing them, pinching and playing with her erect nipples.

Situ Yu was already stroking them with her eyes closed; the previous pain gradually disappeared, replaced by an indescribable pleasure, like a comb gently smoothing her tingling nerves. She couldn't help but let out soft moans. Wukong's touch on her nipples startled her, and she quickly opened her dazed eyes to look at Wukong's face. What she saw almost made her faint; Wukong was smiling, staring intently at her.

Situ Yu's face flushed red, her hips stopped moving, and she lowered her head, almost to her chest, muttering, "You're so naughty! You were awake the whole time." She lifted her hips, intending to get off Wukong's stomach. Wukong wasn't about to let go. He grabbed her and said with a grin, "Little Yu, I'm not going to let you off so easily. As the saying goes, a chance encounter is better than a planned meeting. Now that my little brother's in, you should let him have his fill."

Situ Yu blushed crimson, leaned down to cover Wukong's eyes, and said shyly, "I won't get off, but you're not allowed to open your eyes."

Her high, firm breasts pressed softly against Wukong's chest. Wukong, aroused, thrust his hips forward, inserting most of his member. Situ Yu let out a soft cry, frowning but not saying, "Be gentle, it's my first time, you have to be gentle..." Wukong, intoxicated and in high spirits, didn't care about being gentle with her. He held her slender waist with his hands and thrust forcefully, pumping in and out. Situ Yu cried out softly, panting heavily.

Situ Yu's body went limp, lying on top of Wukong, letting him thrust at will. Each thrust felt like an electric current coursing through her body, a tingling, numbing sensation that made her want to fly, to scream. A surge of heat coursed through her lower abdomen, causing her body to tremble violently, her mind reeling, a blank.

Seeing her lying motionless on top of him, Wukong assumed she had fainted and quickly stopped, slipping his tongue into her fragrant lips. After a long while, Situ Yu slowly awoke, opening her eyes and tightly embracing Wukong's body, saying with ecstasy, "Wukong, just now my soul flew to heaven."

Seeing her flushed face, so beautiful and captivating, Wukong couldn't resist kissing her cheek, saying, "Want to fly again?"

Their bodies remained tightly intertwined; Situ Yu could clearly feel his thick, long member still hard and full inside her, satisfying and exhilarating. Situ Yu straightened her slender waist and said, "I want to! The feeling of flying is so wonderful!"

Wukong asked with interest, "Really? What does it feel like? Tell me about it."

Situ Yu supported herself on Wukong's waist with both hands, swaying her cute, fragrant buttocks as she panted, "Hmm, it's like my whole body has no weight at all, leaving the ground, floating and floating, like a kite, drifting in the wind... Oh, I'm going to fly again!"

Situ Yu cried out softly and then lay limply on Wukong. Wukong felt a warm current surging from her body, drenching his penis, feeling inexplicably comfortable. A tingling, electric-like sensation swept through his body, and Wukong couldn't help but surrender.

Situ Yu rolled off Wukong and lay down to one side, breathing softly. She felt something wet between her legs, and secretly touched it with her hand; it was slippery. Peeking over, she could vaguely see a little bit of blood. She hurriedly reached for tissues on the bedside table and wiped herself clean. Then, shyly, she handed a stack of clean tissues to Wukong and whispered, "Here you go."

Wukong took them, lowered his head, wiped himself, and let out a soft exclamation: "Huh? You're bleeding too?"

Situ Yu kept her head down, not daring to look at Wukong. The young girl's heart was naturally very sensitive. Hearing Wukong's question, she asked in a low voice, "Judging from your tone, it seems you've seen other women bleeding?" Wukong knew he had let something slip in his haste, and stammered, "No, no. I just found it strange..."

Seeing his embarrassed look, Situ Yu chuckled and said, "Silly boy, no matter what you were like before, I won't mind, as long as you're good to me from now on. Tell me, who else did you see bleeding?" Wukong had no understanding of the feelings between men and women, and had not been influenced by Confucianism. He didn't know about the formalities of being faithful in love. Hearing Situ Yu say she didn't mind, he casually said, "Oh, I meant, Yang Ru also bled yesterday afternoon, just like you."

"You mean, Yang Ru slept with you yesterday afternoon?" Situ Yu's face changed drastically, her rosy cheeks turning pale.

Wukong nodded honestly.

Situ Yu, naked, pounced on Wukong, pinning him down and biting his shoulder, saying fiercely, "You damned Wukong, I'm going to bite you to death!"

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Situ Yu opened her cherry-like mouth and bit Wukong's shoulder. This bite was filled with her resentment, so she showed no mercy, leaving two rows of sharp and neat teeth marks on Wukong's shoulder. Wukong gritted his teeth in pain, touching the teeth marks, and asked in confusion, "Xiao Yu, you were fine just now, why did you suddenly attack me so viciously?"

"Hmph, biting you is already being merciful!" Situ Yu brought her pink face close to Wukong and said, "Who told you to be so fickle?"

Wukong felt a little wronged. In his subconscious, sleeping with a man and a woman was as casual as eating. The attitudes of Xiao Xiang, Tang San, and Zhu Bajie towards women made him think that mutual affection meant sleeping together was a natural thing. So, he felt no guilt whatsoever, only bewilderment at why a girl as gentle and tender as Situ Yu had suddenly changed so drastically—it was utterly incomprehensible.

"I wasn't unfaithful. What I did with Yang Ru is no different from what I'm doing with you now," Wukong said honestly.

"You still dare to say that! My heart is breaking!" Situ Yu said softly, her brows furrowed, looking sullen. "Wukong, are you drunk? You're talking nonsense. Sigh, I wish what you just said was just drunken talk."

"I'm not drunk at all, I'm perfectly sober," Wukong said with a grin.

Tears silently streamed down Situ Yu's face as she murmured, "So you really did that with Yang Ru? Tell me honestly, between me and Yang Ru, who do you truly love?"

Seeing her pitiful, tearful appearance, Wukong panicked, wondering what he had done to offend her. Wukong was adept at dealing with demons and monsters, but when faced with a woman, especially a delicate, tearful girl, he was at a loss. He quickly patted her bare shoulders and whispered, "Xiaoyu, to be honest, I like you and Yang Ru equally. Seeing her or seeing you makes my heart happy, and I always want you two to be by my side. If I do anything wrong and make you angry, please forgive me." Seeing

his flustered and embarrassed appearance, Situ Yu knew he was genuinely worried about her, and she felt much relieved. She thought that perhaps the people of Aolai Kingdom were more open-minded and unrestrained in matters of love and sex, so she shouldn't blame him too much, given their different upbringing. Besides, Wukong had saved Yang Ru twice; it was only natural that Yang Ru would fall in love with him and repay him with her body. So she said softly, "You're not wrong, maybe I'm the one who's wrong. I unknowingly became the third party."

Wukong took a tissue and wiped away her tears, saying, "Don't cry, your eyes will be swollen and you won't look good!"

Situ Yu looked at Wukong with her tearful eyes, pouting, and said, "So what if I'm not good-looking? I wasn't born to be looked at!" Wukong said, "To be honest, after knowing you for so long, I've noticed that you cry very easily. It comes so quickly. Calling you a crybaby is the most appropriate."

"Hmph, it's all because of you. I used to cry very rarely, but since I met you, it seems like I've been crying more for no reason. Perhaps I owed you too much in my past life, and I have to repay it with tears in this life!" Situ Yu said. Her big eyes were filled with tears, clear and bright.

"Come on, I'll show you a little magic trick, I guarantee you'll stop crying and start laughing." Wukong reached out and grabbed a handful of flowers in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a large bunch of bright red roses appeared in his hand. The speed of his movements left Situ Yu speechless.

"Here you go!" Wukong presented her with a bouquet of vibrant roses. Situ Yu took them, her expression brightening from gloom to delight. "You're amazing! There weren't any roses in this room before. Where did they come from?" She held a large bouquet of roses, her rosy face radiant against the backdrop of the flowers.

"Hehe, the Flower Fairy saw you looking so pitiful and asked me to give them to you. Tell me, what else do you want? I can conjure it up for you," Wukong said, patting his chest.

Situ Yu pressed her naked body against Wukong and said tenderly, "I don't need anything, just you." She put the flowers aside, wrapped her arms around Wukong's neck, and gently touched the teeth marks on his shoulder, whispering, "Does it hurt?"

Wukong nodded and said, "Yes, it hurts, it hurts right to my heart."

Situ Yu said with heartache, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bitten you so hard." She licked the sharp teeth marks with her tongue, feeling a tingling sensation that made Wukong forget all the pain. He embraced Situ Yu's smooth, naked body, his hands kneading her high, soft breasts.

"Is Yang Ru's skin whiter, or is mine?" Situ Yu whispered in his ear.

"Yes, both are white," Wukong replied.

"Is her waist thinner than mine?"

"The same," Wukong said, his hands gripping her slender waist.

"Are her breasts bigger than mine?" Situ Yu laid her body flat and asked again.

Wukong kneaded her breasts with both hands and said, "They're both big. I can't even hold them all."

"Is it more comfortable making love with her or with me?" Situ Yu asked teasingly, her eyes narrowed. Wukong thrust his hips forward, penetrating her fully, and said, "I was still a bit tipsy earlier and didn't compare carefully. This time, I'll savor it properly and then tell you the answer."

Situ Yu raised her long, slender, white legs, clamping them around Wukong's waist, enduring wave after wave of his thrusts. A soaring pleasure carried her light body, making her dance freely. She couldn't help but sway her hips and waist, whispering endless tender words and sweet nothings. After thrusting for a while, Situ Yu felt an itch that penetrated to her very bones, her limbs, every sense of her being filled with indescribable pleasure. She could only moan and murmur softly. At the crucial moment, the two embraced tightly, Wukong pressing against her clitoris, releasing his pent-up desire.

Situ Yu, a virgin, had never experienced such tender care. Wukong's vigorous onslaught left her body weak and drowsy. Wukong rolled off and, by the lamplight, looked at Situ Yu. Her face was like a peach blossom, delicate and alluring. Her cherry-like lips were parted, and she was breathing softly. Wukong was captivated, his heart pounding, his eyes fixed on Situ Yu, unable to look away.

Situ Yu opened her eyes and saw Wukong staring at her intently. Her face flushed, and she said shyly, "What are you looking at? You're not even blinking. Is my face dirty?"

Wukong sincerely praised, "Little Yu, you're even more beautiful now!"

What woman doesn't like to be praised for her beauty? Situ Yu was no exception. Hearing Wukong's praise, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart and was filled with happiness. He turned and hugged Wukong, wrapping his long legs around his thighs. Inhaling the fragrant scent of Wukong's body, he said with ecstasy, "Wukong, my greatest gain from filming in Aolai Kingdom is meeting you."

The two whispered sweet nothings in each other's arms.

Meanwhile, Bajie, sleeping on Wukong's bed, woke up in the middle of the night needing to urinate. He got up, relieved himself comfortably, and returned to bed. Just as he was about to lie down again, he looked around at his unfamiliar surroundings. He racked his brains, vaguely remembering drinking quite a bit the night before and returning with Wukong and Situ Yu. Why were they both gone? He wondered to himself.

Suddenly, a soft moaning sound came from next door. Although not loud, Bajie could hear it clearly in the quiet night.

Curious, he tiptoed to the wall and listened intently. The moaning was sexy and delicate, clearly coming from a woman. Upon closer inspection, it seemed vaguely familiar. Pigsy, being a lustful fiend, couldn't help but get an erection upon hearing the alluring lewd sounds. He reached down to his trousers and began to masturbate.

The moans from next door grew louder, accompanied by the sounds of thrusting. Pigsy felt increasingly aroused, unable to control himself. He pulled down his pants and began to masturbate passionately. After a while, he heard a soft moan from the woman next door, seemingly a suppressed cry. Pigsy felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen and ejaculated onto the wall in front of him, leaving it smeared.

"Ah, that feels so good!" Pigsy secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A moment later, he suddenly heard the voices of a man and a woman. Pigsy listened carefully; it was Monkey and Situ Yu's voices. That monkey finally couldn't resist the temptation and also committed a transgression against Buddhist precepts. Hehe, now I, Old Pig, am fearless! Thinking of Situ Yu's alluring appearance and imagining her captivating presence in bed, Pigsy's mouth watered. Lustful thoughts resurfaced, and he couldn't help but think of the alluring Japanese woman, Hanai Miri. He wondered if she was in his room, anxiously awaiting his return.

Sigh, while she was enjoying a lively time next door, he was here alone and desolate. What was the point? What was the point! This place was nice, but it couldn't compare to the warmth of the comfortable inn. Bajie dressed, closed his door, and knocked on the door next door.

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Hearing the knock, Situ Yu opened her eyes, nudged Wukong's shoulder, and said, "Hey, it sounds like someone's knocking. Who could it be so late?"

Wukong, still half asleep, said, "Don't worry about who it is, just sleep!" He turned over and went back to sleep.

The knocking grew louder. Situ Yu had no choice but to get up, put on her pajamas, and slip on her slippers to open the door. She opened the door and saw Bajie standing in the doorway, giving her a meaningful smile.

Situ Yu was quite surprised and asked, "Weren't you sleeping next door? Why are you up again?" Bajie chuckled and said, "You guys were keeping me awake." He got straight to the point. His eyes were fixed on Situ Yu, unwilling to look away. Situ Yu's face was flushed, and she was stunningly beautiful. She was only wearing a thin nightgown, her proud breasts standing tall and erect, the two protruding nipples peeking out from under the nightgown, arousing her imagination. Bajie was stunned.

Situ Yu noticed Bajie's dazed gaze, then looked at her own nightgown; the neckline was very low, revealing half of her snow-white breasts. Moreover, in her haste, she hadn't even had time to put on a bra. A blush crept across her face. "When did I wake you up?" she asked.

"Just now, you were moaning and groaning. Were you having a nightmare?" Bajie said with a grin.

Situ Yu's face turned even redder. It turned out he had heard her lewd moans and groans. She lowered her head and said softly, "I had a nightmare and woke you up. I'm so sorry. I'm very sleepy now. You should go back to sleep." She tried to close the door.

Bajie blocked the door with his hand and said, "Wait! I think I still hear my senior brother's voice. Let me go in and see. I need to talk to him." Without waiting for Situ Yu's permission, he barged into the room.

"Hey, hey, how can you be so rude? My room doesn't have your senior brother here!" Situ Yu chased after him, saying anxiously.

Bajie had already entered the room and saw a naked man sleeping soundly on the bed, facing the wall. Bajie jumped onto the bed, turned the man around, and upon closer inspection, realized that this naked man could only be his own senior brother.

"Hehe, so it turns out that senior brother is also a lecherous ghost, sneaking around and getting into someone's young lady's bed." Bajie pinched Wukong's nose hard. Wukong felt short of breath in his drowsy state, opened his eyes, and saw a chubby, round face grinning lewdly at him. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Zhu Bajie, that pig-headed guy, and couldn't help but angrily say, "Stupid pig, are you itching for a beating? In the middle of the night, disturbing my peaceful sleep in my bed!"

"Hehe, open your eyes wide and look, is this your bed? You're really shameless."

Only then did Wukong remember that this was Situ Yu's room. He looked up and saw Situ Yu standing shyly to the side with her head down, not daring to look directly at the two of them. Looking at himself, completely naked, he chuckled sheepishly and said, "Heh heh, I guess I went into the wrong room. I'm so drunk I'm confused. I'll get dressed and go back to my room to sleep."

Pigsy grabbed his arm, saying, "No need. I just came to say goodbye to you two. I'm going back to the Comfortable Inn."

"It's the middle of the night, what are you going back for? Sleep here and leave tomorrow," Monkey advised.

"Oh dear, Brother Monkey, you really don't know the hunger of the starving! You're having a good time here, while I'm dying of loneliness next door! No, I have to go back right now, my little Japanese wife is probably waiting for me in her room right now," Pigsy said, licking his lips. Looking at the shy Situ Yu standing to the side, he said lewdly, "I'm leaving, I won't disturb your good time. Actually, I was just curious and wanted to come in to confirm if it was really you, my senior brother, sleeping in Xiao Yu's bed."

Bajie rode his auspicious cloud and returned to the Shuchang Inn in the blink of an eye. He opened the door, but there was no sign of Huajing Meili. Bajie went downstairs to the reception desk, where the receptionist was dozing off, her hand supporting her pink face, her eyes half-closed, nodding her head as if fishing.

Bajie reached out and touched her smooth, white face. The waiter was startled, opening his sleepy eyes. Seeing it was Bajie, a regular customer, he lazily asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Bajie chuckled and said, "Please call that Japanese beauty, Hanai Miri, to my room."

The waiter checked the records and said, "Hanai Miri is unavailable right now; another customer has requested her. Could you please request someone else?" Bajie impatiently replied, "No, I only want her! Find a way to get her to my room as soon as possible, or I'll settle accounts with your fat female boss!" The waiter didn't dare

to be negligent, knowing his senior brother was a formidable figure, and the boss had instructed him to treat her well and not offend her. He quickly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go see if she can get away." The waiter

swayed away, but returned a moment later, saying, "She said she'll be ready soon and wants you to go back to your room and wait for her." Bajie muttered a few complaints and reluctantly returned to his room. Lying in bed

, he couldn't sleep at all, his mind filled with wild thoughts, his head swirling with images of women's ample breasts and buttocks. His manhood, which had been throbbing uncomfortably, suddenly hardened. Pigsy grabbed it, sighing, "You rascal, you have no patience at all! Wait a little longer, your little wife is busy."

Just as he was lamenting his situation, the door creaked open, and a delicate, pretty face peeked in. "May I come in?" she asked timidly

. Pigsy looked up and exclaimed, "Haha, here comes the Japanese wife!" His spirits lifted, and he sat up, saying, "Come in, come in! Hehe, little wife, I've been waiting impatiently!"

The Japanese woman, named Hanai Miri, was petite, but her breasts were quite full. She walked over with small, quick steps, knelt at Bajie's feet, and helped him take off his shoes, saying, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Bajie asked, "Were you busy today? Which bastard took you away?" Hanai Miri lowered her head and said, "That customer was a tourist from South Korea, in his thirties, very energetic. He kept me occupied for over an hour, I'm exhausted."

Bajie looked at her rosy face, still glistening with sweat, her cheeks flushed, clearly still aroused. She wasn't wearing anything under her top, her full breasts swaying gently inside.

Hanai Miri knelt and took off Bajie's shoes, then straightened up and helped him undress. Bajie enjoyed the process, feeling like a god; the professionalism of Japanese women was truly admirable. Her trousers were also pulled down, revealing his proud genitals.

Bajie pulled down her pants and reached down to her crotch, finding it slippery and wet. He didn't know if it was her own fluids, a gift from the South Korean customer, or both. Bajie, aroused, didn't care and inserted his fingers, probing a few times.

"Hmm, let me serve you," Hanai Miri said, pressing down on Bajie's hand and laying him flat. She then stripped herself naked. Her breasts, though full, were firm and perky.

Hanai Miri kissed Bajie on the lips, then extended her tongue, licking from his earlobe down his neck, chest, abdomen, thighs, all the way to his toes. She then took each of his toes into her mouth, gently teasing them with her tongue.

Bajie lay on the bed with his eyes closed, a tingling, ant-like sensation spreading throughout his body. His lower body was throbbing as if it were about to explode. He groaned, "Little wife, your oral skills are truly amazing."

Hanai Miri's small mouth left Bajie's toes and took his erect member into her mouth, filling it completely without a gap. Her soft, warm breasts rubbed against Bajie's thighs, and her hands were not idle either. When her mouth rested, she grasped Bajie's member and stroked it up and down. She served Bajie until he was in ecstasy, disoriented and unaware of the time.

Bajie could no longer endure it; his swollen lower body felt like it was about to explode. He desperately held his breath to prevent himself from ejaculating. Hanai Miri's head was buried between Bajie's legs, moving up and down wildly, tightly holding Bajie's member in her mouth, unwilling to let go. After a long while, Bajie let out a muffled groan, his body twitched, and he sprayed a stream of hot lava all over Hanai Miri's small mouth. Hanai Miri straightened up, a smile on her face, looking at Bajie affectionately. Milky white liquid flowed from the corner of her mouth, down her neck, and onto her snow-white breasts.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it..." Bajie said guiltily.

"It's okay, I like it..." Hanai Miri said sweetly with a smile. She smeared the milky white liquid that had flowed onto her breasts and said, "This is the best beauty cream."

Chapter 068 Super Value Service

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Hanai Miri lowered her head and said softly, "Please lie down on the bed, I'll give you a Japanese massage." Bajie asked curiously, "Japanese massage? What is that?" He did as she said, lying on the bed, spreading his limbs into a "big" shape. His fat body gleamed whitely under the bright light.

Hanai Miri climbed onto the bed and stood lightly on Bajie's bare back, gently massaging it with her smooth feet. Her petite frame meant that even with her entire body on Bajie's back, he didn't feel any burden; instead, her gentle massage made his muscles feel relaxed and comfortable. After

a while, Hanai Miri climbed off Bajie's back, leaned down, and pressed her naked body against his bare back. Her body writhed like a snake, her large, warm, smooth, and textured breasts sliding back and forth on Bajie's bare back. Her two hard nipples brushed against Bajie's smooth back like a gentle spring breeze caressing willow branches, making Bajie's heart tremble.

"Is it comfortable?" Hanai Miri whispered in his ear.

Bajie's large mouth let out a pleasant groan, which was his answer to her question.

Encouraged by Bajie's pleasurable moans, Hanai Miri extended her tongue, kissing its way down his spine. Down, down… and then, her warm, soft tongue lingered on Bajie's anus, gently licking it. Bajie trembled, an indescribable pleasure surging through his entire body, his moans growing louder.

"Little wife, where did you learn this skill? I absolutely love you," Bajie said breathlessly. Hanai Miri didn't reply, instead slipping her soft tongue inside Bajie's anus, teasing it wantonly.

Stimulated so intensely, Bajie's manhood involuntarily hardened again, pressing firmly against the bed, feeling immense pressure. He lifted his body, sticking his buttocks up, his thick, long member swaying beneath him.

Hanai Miri reached behind him, grabbed it, and gently stroked it.

Unable to bear it any longer, Bajie turned Hanai Miri's petite body around, making her lie face down on the bed, her pert buttocks raised high. That alluring place was fully exposed, a layer of glistening moisture clearly visible on her vulva. Bajie reached out and touched it; it was smooth and had a wonderful texture. Bajie got off the bed, stood up, and, holding her erect and throbbing member, thrust it in with a slurp.

Hanai Miri let out a muffled groan, raising her snow-white buttocks high, allowing Bajie to penetrate her completely.

"Hehe, little wife, don't be shy. If you feel good, just shout it out." Bajie thrust his body back and forth, his thighs slapping against her round, pert buttocks, making a series of crisp slapping sounds. His hands weren't idle either; he reached behind her and grabbed her large breasts, kneading them wantonly.

Hanai Miri, aroused by the thrusting, let out pleasurable moans and babbling.

"Hehe, little wife, what are you babbling about?" Bajie asked, thrusting harder.

"Well, it's like this, I'm speaking our Japanese. Sorry, I got so excited I couldn't help but speak my native tongue."

"Then translate it for me," Bajie said with interest.

"I won't say it, it's embarrassing," Hanai Miri shook her head.

"No, you have to say it," Bajie persisted.

"I... okay. I meant 'Go for it, fuck me to death!' Saying such shameless things is so rude!" Hanai Miri said shyly, twisting her cute hips to match Bajie's thrusts.

Bajie was greatly encouraged, thinking, "This Japanese wife is really wanton, I like her." Full of energy, they moved back and forth, making loud, rhythmic noises. After a while, he released a stream of heat onto Hanai Miri.

"Oh, that was wonderful!" Hanai Miri was weak and limp, lying motionless on the bed. Her fair buttocks were wet and a mess.

Bajie was also tired, lying down beside her, panting, and patting her buttocks, saying, "Little wife, you're really a warrior, tireless..."

"Oh, I'm too tired to move," Hanai Miri said lazily.

Seeing her lying there motionless, Bajie knew she was exhausted, and asked with concern, "How many customers have you had today?" He knew very well that Hanai Miri earned money by selling her body, and of course she wouldn't only do business with him. A South Korean man had just slept with her.

Hanai Miri remained silent.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that question," Bajie apologized sincerely.

"Oh, I was just thinking about how many clients I've had today?" Hanai Miri thought for a long time before saying, "Hmm, including you, it should be fifteen."

Bajie was startled and said, "Fifteen? One hour each? You wouldn't even have time to eat?"

Hanai Miri chuckled and said, "Do you think everyone lasts as long as you? Some only last a minute or two before they ejaculate. I once met a young man, probably fifteen or sixteen, who ejaculated as soon as he got on top, without even going inside. I felt sorry for him and didn't charge him a penny."

Bajie grinned and laughed heartily, saying, "Your professional ethics are quite noble. But, seeing so many clients a day must be tiring. How about this, since I'm making quite a bit of money every day, you can just serve me. I'll double what you earn in a day, okay?"

Hanai Miri turned over, presenting her pretty face to Bajie, and said happily, "Really? That's wonderful!" She stretched out her bare arms and hugged Bajie, planting a quick kiss on his cheek.

"But you're not allowed to sleep with other men anymore, can you promise?" Bajie asked expectantly.

"Okay, I'm only yours." Hanai Miri nodded with a smile.

"Hey, tell me, how did you end up in Aolai Kingdom? Wouldn't Japan be better?" Bajie reached out and pinched her breast, asking.

"Sigh, it's a long story. I ran away from an arranged marriage." Hanai Miri sighed softly and said.

"Runaway bride?"

"Yes. I was married in Japan. My parents chose my husband, and I only met him once before the wedding. On our wedding night, I found out he was impotent and could never get an erection. Gradually, he became twisted. He would always pinch my inner thigh hard, leaving bruises all over me..."

Hanai Miri spread her legs to show Bajie her inner thigh, where there was indeed a bruise.

"Look, he even burned me here with a cigarette butt." Hanai Miri raised her arm to show Bajie her armpit, where there was also a noticeable burn mark.

"Oh dear, those Japanese are so perverted!" Bajie said through gritted teeth. "If I ever see him, I'll chop off all his hands."

"How can I live like this? So, I ran away. It's been three years, and I haven't been back to Japan. It's not bad here; I earn more money, and although it's hard work, it's better than going back to live a life of widowhood. But," Hanai Miri said worriedly, "I'm afraid that one day my husband will find me here, and then I'll be dead."

"If he finds you, just don't go back with him. What are you afraid of?" Bajie comforted her.

"But, how can a weak woman like me fight against him?" Hanai Miri frowned.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here." Bajie rubbed her large breasts and said confidently, "If he dares to find me here, I'll castrate that Japanese bastard's penis. Anyway, he's not very useful."

"You're so good to me!" Hanai Miri hugged Bajie tightly and said emotionally.

"Don't worry, I'll make lots and lots of money and raise you to be plump and healthy," Bajie said ambitiously. His past laziness seemed to vanish in an instant.

Chapter 69: Instant Connection

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"Hi, finally I see you!" Wukong had just finished filming a scene and was taking a break when he saw Yang Ru standing smiling in front of him.

"Huh, how did you sneak in?" Wukong asked, puzzled. "The security guards at the gate are very strict. What did you use to bribe them?"

"Hehe, why use such an unpleasant word as 'bribe' to insult my social skills? Let me tell you, a beautiful woman's smile is the best passport!" Yang Ru playfully wrinkled her nose, saying with no small amount of pride.

"Hehe, that's true. Using a smile as a trick is always effective," Wukong said with a grin.

"What? Smile? You're insulting me! That's outrageous!" Yang Ru pounced on him, using her signature move—a chokehold. Wukong was most afraid of her doing this, and hurriedly said, "No, look, so many people are watching us."

Yang Ru looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were on them. She couldn't help but stop, sticking out her tongue and saying, "That was close, I almost made a fool of myself!"

"Haha, so Xiao Ru can be shy too." Wukong flicked her nose and said, "Why do you have time to come see me today? Don't you have to work?"

"Hmph, it's alright! You always say you're busy when I call you, so I can't concentrate on work. I came to visit you. Are you welcome?" Yang Ru held Wukong's hand and asked him.

"Hmm, how could I say I'm not welcome? If I say the wrong thing, I might lose my life." Wukong said helplessly.

"Hehe, discretion is the better part of valor. You're quite smart. If you dare say you're not welcome, I'll let you experience my Ten-Finger Divine Skill." Yang Ru snuggled up to Wukong and said coquettishly.

The two of them were entwined in affection, but the people present had different feelings. Of course, most were just watching the spectacle, thinking that being handsome was indeed an advantage; look at the lovely girl beside him, so beautiful, it was the envy of everyone.

The happiest of all was Wu Yufu. Watching Wukong and Situ Yu being so affectionate, he was overjoyed. Then he glanced at Situ Yu not far away, her head turned away, seemingly nonchalant, but Wu Yufu, being so astute, knew that she was probably seething with jealousy. It was truly a stroke of luck; he felt as if a bright ray of light had appeared on his previously bleak path.

"Wukong, when did you meet such a charming girl? You've kept her a secret for too long! You even have to keep it from your best friend like me," Wu Yufu said, walking forward with a laugh.

"Oh, you've met her, Yang Ru, the TV reporter. Xiao Ru, this is my master Tang Sanzang—just kidding, he's my brother Wu Yufu." Wukong had always had a good impression of Wu Yufu, and seeing him approach, he quickly introduced him to Xiao Ru.

"Hello, Mr. Wu," Yang Ru greeted Wu Yufu politely, saying, "Your Tang Monk costume is quite dashing; you're truly a handsome man."

Wu Yufu, flattered by the compliment, was in an exceptionally good mood and said, "Miss Yang, you flatter me. Miss Yang is beautiful and charming; you and my brother Wukong are a perfect match." His eyes, however, were fixed on Situ Yu. Situ Yu was secretly watching them, and as soon as their eyes met, she quickly looked away.

"Wukong, Miss Situ is looking this way. She must want to meet Miss Yang. Why don't we introduce her?" Wu Yufu said to Wukong, feigning concern.

"Yes, that's right, Xiaoru, I'll introduce you to Miss Situ," Wukong said.

"Great! That's exactly what I was thinking," Yang Ru readily agreed. She was also curious to know what kind of woman this Miss Situ was, given how Wukong always addressed her as "Miss Situ."

"Miss Situ, let me introduce you to my friend, you know her?" Wukong led Yang Ru to Situ Yu's side and said. In front of others, he was used to calling her Miss Situ. Situ Yu's gaze was looking elsewhere, as if she was focused on something. Hearing Wukong's words, she turned her head and said calmly, "Your friend? Okay!"

"Yang Ru. Situ Yu," Wukong introduced the two.

"Hello."

"Hello."

Two slender, delicate hands clasped together. The two looked each other over.

Young, energetic, shrewd and intelligent, gentle yet resolute, radiating youthful vitality. Situ Yu looked at Yang Ru, nodding secretly, a sense of goodwill rising in her heart.

Noble and graceful, with an unyielding dignity beneath her calm demeanor, her elegant and luxurious appearance was like a transcendent peony. Yang Ru looked at Situ Yu, and a sense of goodwill also grew in her heart.

Their hands clasped together, reluctant to let go, a sense of mutual appreciation lingering between them.

"Although this is our first meeting, I've often heard your name mentioned by Wukong. You're a strong girl, with clear likes and dislikes. I've admired you for a long time, and I never expected to meet you today," Situ Yu said with a smile.

Yang Ru blushed and said, "No, Wukong is just exaggerating. It's you, Miss Situ, who truly impresses me. Becoming a film producer at such a young age! Miss Situ, you must have formal training, right?"

"Yes, I studied performing arts at Huaxia University," Situ Yu replied.

"Huaxia University, what a coincidence! I also graduated from there. I majored in journalism, and after graduating from studying abroad, I returned to Aolai and became a reporter at a television station. It turns out we're alumni! What a small world!" Yang Ru exclaimed happily.

Situ Yu was also overjoyed; she never expected to meet a fellow alumnus of Huaxia University in a foreign land. It was truly delightful. The two embraced warmly.

Wukong, watching from the sidelines, found it amusing and laughed, saying, "Alright, you two. This constant flattery is giving everyone around us goosebumps."

Situ Yu glanced at Wukong and said, "Xiaoru, meeting is fate. We hit it off immediately. How about we go for a coffee and chat? Director Zhang, you guys continue filming. Miss Yang and I are going out for a bit. Call me if you need anything."

Zhang Yi waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Miss Situ, don't worry, I'll take care of things here."

Situ Yu felt uneasy and said, "Director Zhang, that sounds weird. 'Miss Situ, don't worry,' it's like I'm saying goodbye forever."

Everyone burst into laughter. Only Wu Yufu couldn't laugh, feeling very awkward. He thought to himself, "Sun Wukong is so lucky! Just when a good show was about to unfold, these two women not only didn't turn on each other, but were actually very affectionate. What's wrong with this world?"

Situ Yu and Yang Ru walked away hand in hand, their steps graceful as everyone watched. They chatted and laughed all the way, like two close sisters.

Wu Yufu walked up to Wukong and said with feigned concern, "Brother Wukong, that was close."

"Close? Why?" Wukong asked, puzzled.

"Anyone with eyes can see that Miss Situ likes you. I was afraid she'd get jealous and fly into a rage, and then you'd be in big trouble!" Wu Yufu said in a low, mysterious voice.

"If she likes me, why would she get angry? Brother Yufu, what you're saying is really puzzling." Wukong looked confused. He thought to himself, Situ Yu wouldn't get angry; she looked so cheerful when she went out, she must be in an exceptionally good mood.

"Sigh, you can't be completely ignorant about women's minds, can you?" Wu Yufu said, displeased, thinking Wukong was pretending.

"To be honest, I really don't know much about women. I'll have to ask you for advice sometime, Brother Yufu," Wukong said modestly.

"Haha, Wukong, you're really giving me face! When it comes to picking up girls, I can't even come close to you. Two rivals hit it off immediately, holding hands and going for coffee together. Tell me, everyone, can you find another womanizer like you in the world besides Wukong?" Wu Yufu raised his voice, addressing the eavesdropping crowd.

"Yeah, it's hard to find another one..."

"Wukong, you're amazing! I'm completely in awe..."

everyone echoed.

"Stop joking around, everyone. Get to your positions and get ready," Director Zhang Yi shouted. Secretly, however, he gave Wukong a thumbs up.

Chapter 70: A Lucky Draw

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After a long while, Situ Yu and Yang Ru returned hand in hand, chatting and laughing. The two beauties walking together were like two delicate flowers, complementing each other perfectly.

"Haha, you've been gone for half a day! Two alumni meeting again, it seems you have so much to talk about," Wukong greeted them with a grin.

Situ Yu and Yang Ru were engrossed in their quiet conversation, seemingly oblivious to Wukong's words, as if he were completely invisible.

Luckily, Wukong was thick-skinned enough that he wasn't embarrassed by the two beauties ignoring him. He continued with a grin, "Haha, we're like sisters on our first meeting! I say, you two should thank me

. If I hadn't acted as a bridge, would you two have had the chance to meet? Tell me, how are you going to thank me?" "We've discussed it and plan to do something to express our gratitude," Yang Ru said, looking at Wukong, her pretty face devoid of any smile.

"Really? Could you tell us what you'd like to do? Perhaps…" Wukong glanced at Yang Ru's prominent chest and swallowed hard.

Yang Ru knew what he was thinking, her face flushed, and she whispered coquettishly in Wukong's ear, "Hmph, don't dream. We're planning to tie you up when we get back, and then cut off a piece of your flesh every day to stir-fry and eat."

"Oh dear, truly, the most poisonous heart is a woman's. So you two were out all day just plotting how to deal with me. However, I must remind you, the crime of murdering one's husband is no small matter!" Wukong then looked at Situ Yu.

Situ Yu blushed and said, "Shameless! What murder of one's husband? We're just killing a love-scamming liar, it's like ridding the world of a scourge."

"Sigh, truly, beauty is a curse. Women are like tigers' backsides, never to be touched. It seems I must cherish my life and stay away from women!" Wukong said with a deliberately bitter face.

"Don't even think about it! From now on, we two will be your nightmare, haunting you relentlessly." Yang Ru found his helpless expression amusing and couldn't help but chuckle.

"That's great! Does that mean you'll bother me whether I'm eating, sleeping, or even taking a dump? I'm really lucky with you guys!" Wukong said, quite pleased with himself.

"Pah, I'm not talking to you anymore. You're always taking advantage of us. Xiaoyu, I'm leaving now," Yang Ru said to Situ Yu.

"Then I'll see you off," Wukong said shamelessly. Without waiting for Yang Ru's agreement, he followed her closely.

At the gate, they saw a pretty girl looking around. Wukong recognized her immediately—it was Liu Yueyue, the girl he had rescued from Wutong Farm. He quickly walked over and greeted her, "Hi, Yueyue!"

Liu Yueyue, who was eagerly looking into the movie theater, was startled to hear someone greet her. Looking closely, he didn't recognize the person in front of him and said, "Huh, who are you? How do you know I'm Yueyue?"

Wukong chuckled. He was still wearing his costume, looking exactly like the untransformed Sun Wukong. No wonder Liu Yueyue didn't recognize him. He smiled and said, "Not only do I know you're Liu Yueyue, but I also know you have a mole on your left breast." He remembered that back at Wutong Farm, when the jailers stripped Liu Yueyue naked, she did indeed have a mole on her left breast.

A blush rose to Liu Yueyue's face. She hadn't expected her privacy to be known, yet she was a complete stranger to him. Who exactly was this grinning man? Blushing, she said, "Sir, please don't make such frivolous jokes. If people hear, they'll think I'm an improper girl."

Yang Ru also stopped, looked at the pretty and innocent Yueyue, and said, "Hey, she's still a young girl. Why are you striking up a conversation with her for no reason? Your flirting tricks are so old-fashioned."

Wukong laughed and said, "I really know her. Tell me, are you Liu Yueyue?"

Liu Yueyue nodded, her big eyes clear and bright, radiant.

"Do you remember someone named Sun Wukong?"

"Yes, of course I remember! I've been waiting here for three days, just wanting to see Brother Sun." Liu Yueyue's face was filled with anticipation.

"Then wait a moment, I'll go in and call him out."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Liu Yueyue said happily.

Wukong walked inside for a while, found a quiet corner, transformed into the handsome and dashing Sun Wukong, and then appeared before Liu Yueyue with a smile.

When Liu Yueyue saw Wukong, her face was filled with joy. She came over, took Wukong's hand, and said, "Brother Sun, I can finally see you again!"

"You waited here specifically for me?" Wukong asked.

"Yes, I've been waiting here for several days, but I couldn't see you. I waited so long that I went back. Today I'm determined to wait until you come out," Liu Yueyue said emotionally, her eyes fixed on Wukong.

"Wukong, who is this little girl?" Yang Ru, seeing them holding hands, felt uneasy, but maintained a calm facade. Judging from her appearance, she looked about seventeen or eighteen. Could she be another of Wukong's lovers? Sigh, this Sun Wukong is so annoying…

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce you. This is Liu Yueyue, whom I rescued at Wutong Farm. Yueyue, this is Yang Ru," Wukong introduced.

"Hello, Sister Ru, you're very beautiful," Yueyue said shyly, releasing Wukong's hand. She knew the woman's identity; Wukong had searched almost the entire Aolai Kingdom for her, so she held a very important place in his heart. She had been so happy just now that she had held Wukong's hand; she wondered if the woman minded. She stole a few glances at her, and seeing her calm expression, she finally felt relieved.

Yang Ru was in a great mood after Yueyue praised her beauty. Looking at Liu Yueyue, she saw that she had delicate features and a pure, innocent look, like a high school student who had just graduated, and couldn't help but recall her own high school days. She couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards her, and went over to put her arm around her shoulder, saying, "Yueyue is also very pretty. Don't you have school today?"

Liu Yueyue chuckled and said, "Sister Ru is so funny. I didn't go to school. I'm looking for a job now."

"Really? You're already working at such a young age? Why didn't you go to university?" Yang Ru asked, puzzled.

"My family is poor and can't afford to send me to university. Actually, I really wanted to study for a few years," Liu Yueyue said sadly.

Feeling sympathetic, Yang Ru hugged Yueyue's shoulders tighter and said, "Poor thing. Have you found a job yet?"

Yueyue shook her head shyly and said, "Not yet. I've been looking for several days, but I can't find a suitable job. The main problem is that I have no work experience at all."

"Where are you staying?" Yang Ru asked her with concern.

Yueyue lowered her head and said, "I was staying with a friend, but her boyfriend came over yesterday, so I have to move out."

"Then you can stay at my place. The Jinhua Hotel is quite nice. You can sleep in the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa," Wukong interjected.

"That's great!" Yueyue clapped her hands happily and said, "Then I can see you every day, Brother Sun!"

Yang Ru glared at Wukong and said, "It's not very convenient for a young woman like her to live with you, is it?"

"It's no problem. I only see him as my brother. Sister Ru, you don't mind, do you?" Yueyue bit her lip lightly and looked at Yang Ru expectantly.

Yang Ru chuckled awkwardly, "No...no, of course not. In my heart, you're like my adorable little sister, and I believe Wukong feels the same way. Right, Wukong?" Wukong nodded, grinning, "Of course."

Liu Yueyue hugged Yang Ru, kissed her cheek, and said happily, "Sister Ru, you're truly the best sister in the world!"

"Yueyue, look at how happy you are, like a little child. But since we sisters get along so well, I've decided not to leave tonight and will stay with you," Yang Ru said, stroking Yueyue's rosy cheeks.

Chapter 71 Three Women in One Room

Situ Yu walked into Wukong's room with a smile, carrying two sets of pajamas. She said, "Xiaoru, Yueyue, I have two clean sets of pajamas here. If you don't mind, you can make do with them."

Liu Yueyue skipped over, leaning on Situ Yu's arm, and said gratefully, "Sister Yu, you're so kind! Not only did you treat us to dinner, but you even lent me your own pajamas. You're so thoughtful; I was just worried about this." Situ Yu smiled and said, "Not only will I lend you pajamas, but I also want to introduce you to a job. I just don't know if you'd be willing?" "

Yes! Of course! The job Sister Yu introduces can't be bad," Liu Yueyue said happily, looking at Situ Yu with expectant eyes.

“Since you don’t have a job right now, I’m thinking of arranging for you to learn makeup from Master Liang. What do you think? Master Liang is the best instructor in our crew. You can really learn the skills from him. You’re so young, it’s good to learn a skill to have on your own.”

“Okay! Sister Yu, thank you!” Liu Yueyue kissed Situ Yu’s delicate face.

Yang Ru and Wukong were sitting on the sofa talking quietly. When they saw Situ Yu come in, Yang Ru blushed and moved away from Wukong. She said with a red face, “Xiaoyu, you’re too kind. Thank you.”

“We’re all family, no need for formalities. I say, you’re not planning on the three of you staying in this room tonight, are you?” Situ Yu looked around and said.

“Is there a problem? I’ll sleep on the sofa, and the two of them can sleep on the bed.” Wukong said.

“How can that be? You have to film tomorrow. If you don’t sleep well, how will you have the energy? How about this, Xiaoru and Yueyue can sleep on my side, and the three of us girls can sleep together, okay?” Situ Yu suggested.

"But... my mom says I often talk in my sleep, and I'm afraid it might disturb my two older sisters," Yueyue said shyly, her head down. Situ Yu chuckled, put her arm around Yueyue's shoulder, and said, "No problem, you're so cute, I'd sleep with you every night."

"Sigh, you guys are quite lively, but leaving me all alone, can you bear it? Why don't I sleep with Xiaoyu too, it'll be more lively with more people," Wukong said with a grin.

Yang Ru and Situ Yu exchanged a glance, both blushing. Yang Ru glared at Wukong, then said seriously, "This is a girls' world, boys are not welcome."

The three girls laughed and left. Wukong sat on the sofa, listening to the laughter and chatter next door, feeling a little lonely. He realized he hadn't seen Bajie for several days; perhaps he should go visit him and see how that idiot was doing. Or, taking him out for a drink wouldn't be bad either.

So he rode his somersault cloud and arrived at the comfortable inn where Pigsy had stayed in the blink of an eye. The plump female proprietress was standing by the counter, flipping through the ledgers. Her enormous body, like a giant hippopotamus, made even the wide aisle seem narrow. Seeing Wukong enter, she put on a fawning smile on her chubby face and said, "Mr. Sun, it's been a long time! Have you been very busy these past few days?" She remembered his handsome face vividly. Her own security guard, as strong as a rhinoceros, couldn't even last a single move against him. This kind of person was not to be taken lightly.

Wukong thought to himself, "This fat woman has a good memory. After so many days, she still remembers my surname, Sun. It seems that my handsome face really is unforgettable for women." So he chuckled and said, "It's been a few days, boss, you've become even more beautiful. Oh my, you've also lost a lot of weight, have you been missing me so much that you've gotten thinner?"

The fat woman winked at Wukong and said, "Yes, without seeing Mr. Sun, I can't sleep well or eat properly, no wonder I've lost weight. But you're right, I've been looking in the mirror these past few days, and my skin is much smoother. Look closely, isn't my face much whiter and more delicate?" As she spoke, she chuckled, her large breasts bouncing and jiggling with her laughter.

"Hehe, of course I can see it, boss, you're getting younger and younger." Wukong replied casually, then asked, "Is my big fat brother here?"

"Hehe, he's been back for a long time. After meeting that Japanese girl, Hanai Miri, these past few days, your brother has been hanging around in his room ever since he got back, like he has endless work to do." The fat woman lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Mr. Sun, I have all kinds of girls here, Japanese, Russian, African, girls of all skin colors, I can find them for you. Interested in getting to know one? Since we're so close, I can give you a discount."

"Wow, I didn't realize your temple, though small, was so sophisticated. Are you just bragging?" Wukong was skeptical. The plump woman clapped her hands and called out loudly, "Girls, come out and greet our guest!"

Before she finished speaking, a long row of women stood before Wukong. They ranged in size and plumpness, with skin tones of all races, including a few mixed-race women. They were all scantily clad, each trying to flaunt their most alluring side to Wukong.

Wukong was startled, thinking he had stumbled into the Spider Cave again. Were these alluring women, in their myriad forms, perhaps spider demons in disguise? He laughed awkwardly and said, "Are you all standing here like this, planning to tie me up and steam me to eat?" A blonde, blue-eyed woman approached, pressing her ample breasts against Wukong's body, touching his handsome face, and said seductively, "Handsome, I really want to devour you!" She licked her red lips, looking ravenously hungry.

When Wukong glanced at her, he noticed that this girl had an aquiline nose and deep-set eyes, unlike ordinary people. Although she was curvaceous with full breasts and a plump bottom, her pores were coarse, lacking the delicate smoothness of a woman's skin. Displeased, he said, "You monster look strange, not to my liking. You'd better step aside." The woman stuck out her red lips and kissed Wukong on the cheek, saying, "Sir, I'm very skilled in combat. Try it, I guarantee you'll never forget it."

A dark-skinned woman swayed over, saying in a coquettish voice, "Sir, do you have some special fetish? Look at me, are you satisfied with how I look?"

Wukong looked at her and saw that this woman was all dark-skinned, but when she smiled, she revealed gleaming white teeth. He couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Did you just crawl out of the coal mine? Oh dear, what a pitiful sight, such a beautiful girl, ruined like this. Boss lady, you're being so unfair! You should at least make her take a bath before she comes out to meet people, shouldn't you?"

The fat woman was also amused by Wukong and laughed heartily, saying, "Mr. Sun, you're so funny! But it's okay if you don't like her, look, the others are all so pretty, you could squeeze water out of them."

Wukong chuckled and said, "You should save them for other customers, I don't like this kind of thing."

The fat woman said anxiously, "Mr. Sun, do you not like any of these girls? It's alright, I have many more girls for you to choose from! Would you like me to call them all out for you to pick?" Wukong hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Boss lady, I'm not interested in any of the girls here. I'm here to find my big, dumb brother, I'm going upstairs to find him now." After saying that, he strode upstairs.

He found room 304, the door was tightly closed, and faint sounds of panting and groaning could be heard from inside. "Knock, knock, knock!" Wukong knocked hard on the door. The sound inside paused for a moment, then Bajie roared, "Who is it? What are you knocking for? Did someone die in your house or something? Knock again and I'll go out and chop your hand off!"

Wukong couldn't help but laugh at Bajie's rude words and knocked even harder.

"Brother, you'd better go out and see! If you don't go out soon, he'll break the door down," a soft female voice said.

"Damn it, who's so rude, deliberately ruining my good time?" Bajie grumbled as he got up, too lazy to even put on his clothes, just wrapped a pillowcase around his waist, and went to open the door.

The door opened, and Pigsy, still seething with anger, was about to unleash a torrent of curses when he saw Monkey King standing there grinning. Pigsy swallowed back the swear words that were about to spill, and put on a smiling face, saying, "Oh, Brother Monkey, what brings you here? Please come in!"

Monkey King chuckled and said, "I dare not come in."

"Why? There's no tiger in my room!" Pigsy said, bowing and scraping.

"But I'm afraid you'll chop off my hands."

Pigsy smiled sheepishly and said, "Brother Monkey, eavesdropping on other people's private conversations isn't exactly honorable. I was just saying, but you took it seriously." Monkey King pointed to Pigsy's lower body and said, "Pigsy, there's someone else inside, isn't there? Go back and get dressed, so I don't feel embarrassed when I go in."

A soft voice from inside said, "Please come in. I'm all dressed!"

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