[Fantasy] Three Men Make a Wolf (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 130 Catching the Adulterer

Zheng Yihang entered the restaurant and saw Zhong Yutong asleep on the table. The candlelight flickered, and the restaurant was dimly lit, making Zhong Yutong's figure appear exceptionally thin.

Zheng Yihang stopped, suddenly waking up as if he had just woken from a dream, as if he had just fallen from paradise into the mundane world, and all the pain and troubles rushed into his heart.

He stood there for a while, calming his emotions, before gently touching Zhong Yutong's shoulder. Zhong Yutong looked up, her voice tinged with a slight reproach: "You're back? Where did you go? I couldn't get through on the phone..."

"I'm sorry." Zheng Yihang placed the flowers he was holding on the dining table, his voice low and deep. "The director added a night scene at the last minute, and I didn't have time to tell you. My phone was also dead..."

"Oh, I see." Zhong Yutong looked up at Zheng Yihang, and seeing the perfunctory look in his eyes, her heart ached slightly. But a faint smile quickly appeared on her lips, and she leaned her head against Zheng Yihang's chest. "It's good that you're back. I thought you weren't coming back... Look, the food I made is already cold."

Zheng Yihang's body stiffened. After a while, he gently placed his hand on her back, his voice hoarse: "It's my fault. I should have asked Elon to call you. Let's go out to eat."

"No." Zhong Yutong broke free from his embrace. "I want to cook for you myself. Wait a moment, I'll heat up the food, it'll be quick."

Zheng Yihang sat at the dining table watching Zhong Yutong's busy figure, but his mind involuntarily drifted to Jiang Xinyue—her body, her face, and her moans. Everything was as beautiful as a dream, as unreal as a dream. Now, just thinking about her caused a strong reaction in his body. He closed his eyes to calm his breathing. Hearing Zhong Yutong call him to come and help, he nodded, stood up, and went over. He suddenly felt his soul and body separate.

Jiang Xinyue returned home as dusk was falling. Fortunately, it was the weekend. Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji arrived shortly after her, otherwise they would definitely have questioned her about her whereabouts.

She was a little startled to see them, but on the surface, she seemed no different than usual. The two little wolves didn't notice anything unusual about her. Strangely, when they made love that night, she felt less awkward than usual. Her body, conditioned by their training, was sensitive, and when pleasure came, she moaned, as if the guilt in her heart had been driven out of her body, bringing a sense of relief.

Yi Qingcheng had never set foot in her life. He was a smart and sensible man, knowing what she liked and disliked. He had never asked where she lived, nor about Jiang Diaokai. In fact, Jiang Xinyue understood that his silence didn't mean he didn't know everything about her.

On Monday morning, her heart was still filled with longing. She missed Yi Qingcheng, his voice, his embrace. There were always two days each week when they lived without each other, and this had become their tacit understanding. It was during these two days on the weekend that they truly understood what longing felt like.

When she pushed open Yi Qingcheng's bedroom door, she felt something was amiss, as if something was blocking the door, which was why she didn't push it open the first time. She paused, somewhat puzzled, then mustered her strength and pushed the door open, slowly but

surely. She entered the room and saw a large pile of newspapers behind the door, completely blocking it.

"What's going on?" she muttered to herself, because Yi Qingcheng was usually at the company at this time, and leaving his room cluttered was never his style.

Reaching the study door, she saw Yi Qingcheng sitting behind his large desk, smoking a cigarette. The air was filled with the faint aroma of cigars. As she passed, his deep gaze swept across her face.

"Qingcheng, what are you doing here?" Her voice betrayed her surprise, and her eyes involuntarily fixed on him. His striking features and the way he smoked were undeniably sensual. Remembering the newspapers piled by the door, she couldn't help but ask, "By the way, what's with the newspapers in the living room?"

Yi Qingcheng didn't move, nor did he show any particular expression. He simply picked up a newspaper from the table and handed it to her: "Take a look yourself."

His voice was very ordinary, so Jiang Xinyue didn't think much of it and took the paper from him, saying, "Is there any important news?"

When her eyes fell on the headline of the entertainment section, her expression changed.

The newspaper had several large lines: "Male star surnamed Z cheats on his 'wife,' engaging in sexual activity in an underground parking garage," accompanied by several pictures. Although the images were somewhat dark, anyone with a discerning eye could immediately recognize the man and woman in the car. They were extremely explicit images, and the newspaper had made some adjustments, but it was still possible to see that in one photo, the man was on top of the woman, whose white legs were raised high, while in another photo, the woman was riding on top of the man. The identities and appearances of the man and woman were not clear from the photos, but the newspaper used a special method to enlarge the heads as an index. Just by looking at the enlarged head at the arrow index, most people would understand.

Jiang Xinyue never dreamed she would one day face the same fate as Zhong Yutong. She had become the female protagonist in another "sex photo scandal," and only by truly experiencing the fear and shame did she understand Zhong Yutong's near-madness. She was truly regressing with age; she had forgotten Zheng Yihang's identity—a superstar at the height of his fame, the target of countless paparazzi. She had also forgotten that she had once been an entertainment reporter, and that some paparazzi would stop at nothing to get news.

"It's not what you see..." she looked up, her voice dry, tears welling in her eyes.

"Then what is it?" Yi Qingcheng walked up to her, his gaze sharp.

"I can't say the specifics, but..." She wanted to argue but couldn't. What could she say? People always believe what they see, and besides, it was the truth.

"No matter what the situation, the fact is you slept with another man behind my back." Yi Qingcheng controlled his emotions.

"But I love you..." Her voice lacked confidence; she felt like a woman caught in bed with another man by her husband.

"You love me, yet you're having sex in a car with another man?" Yi Qingcheng said sarcastically.

Jiang Xinyue was shocked to hear the word "car sex" come from Yi Qingcheng's mouth. She was speechless, realizing she was powerless to defend herself, because what he said was true—she had slept with another man. If her relationships with Kai and Ji were before she met him, she could still be forgiven, but this time with Zheng Yihang was after she met him. No matter how she explained, he probably wouldn't believe her.

"Don't you have anything to explain?" he asked.

She lowered her head, her heart consumed by fear and shame. She waited for his verdict like a female prisoner. He didn't speak for a long time. She whispered, "The newspaper was from the day before yesterday. Has everyone seen it now...?" Including Kai and Ji, right? They were busy having fun over the weekend, and they would definitely find out on Monday.

"I bought out all the newspapers and paid them to keep quiet," Yi Qingcheng's voice was very calm.

Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, she realized how cowardly and irresponsible she was, and that she possessed a side she had never noticed before and despised.

"Thank you..." she thanked him; he had saved her. She didn't think sleeping with Zheng Yihang was anything against her conscience, but if this newspaper were to circulate everywhere, perhaps she wouldn't have been as strong as Zhong Yutong had been.

Chapter 131 Physical Punishment

"Thank you?" Yi Qingcheng's tone was sarcastic. "Is this what you wanted to say to me?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. He and I will never be together again; we might even rarely see each other."

Yi Qingcheng pulled Jiang Xinyue to the living room and casually turned on the TV with the remote. A wedding was being broadcast live. As the camera panned across the faces of the guests, she realized they were all big-name celebrities from the film and television industry—a star-studded spectacle even at some prestigious award ceremonies.

"Whose wedding is this?" Jiang Xinyue wondered, her mind racing. She searched slowly in her mind but couldn't think of anyone suitable. She stared at the screen, where the emcee was introducing the arriving celebrity guests, somewhat like an awards ceremony entrance. She had no idea why Yi Qingcheng had brought her here.

But when the camera switched to a golden couple walking down a flower-strewn aisle, Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened in surprise.

"Zheng Yihang... he's getting married..." She didn't even realize she'd blurted out her thoughts. Zheng Yihang had told her he was getting married, but she hadn't expected it to be so soon, nor had she expected to not have received an invitation. Even if Zheng Yihang didn't want to tell her, shouldn't Zhong Yutong have at least told her?

"Why are you so surprised? Didn't he tell you he was getting married soon when he slept with you? Can I interpret your expression as disappointment?" Yi Qingcheng asked coldly.

“I know he’s getting married, but I’m not disappointed. I wish them all the best.”

“Really?” Yi Qingcheng’s gaze lingered on her face. “Oh, right, I almost forgot. You and the newlyweds are good friends. How rude of them! Such a big event and they didn’t even inform you, their old friend. They can be rude, but we can’t. We should send them a generous gift. Sister Bai.” He pressed the private phone in the villa.

Sister Bai arrived quickly. Yi Qingcheng instructed, “Prepare a generous gift in Miss Jiang’s name and send it to the wedding of the famous Zheng.”

“Can we not send it?” Jiang Xinyue asked. They hadn’t even told her about the wedding, so they probably wouldn’t want to receive her gift.

“Didn’t you wish them all the best? If you wish them all the best, you should let them know, right?” Yi Qingcheng waved for Sister Bai to leave.

Jiang Xinyue remained silent. Yi Qingcheng continued, "I believe there won't be a next time. Although I didn't expect you to sleep with another man behind my back, I believe your moral standards wouldn't allow you to become someone's mistress, much less destroy someone else's family."

He pulled Jiang Xinyue over and pressed her onto the coffee table, reaching for her skirt.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xinyue struggled slightly.

"What do you think?" Yi Qingcheng stroked her hair with his lips. "I reflected deeply on myself yesterday. Was I not exciting enough for you, leading you to have sex in a car with another man? Actually, if you want excitement, I can completely satisfy you. For example, wouldn't it be exciting to watch the wedding of the man you had a one-night stand with while making love?"

"No, I don't like it..."

"Women are usually hypocritical." Yi Qingcheng quickly stripped Jiang Xinyue naked. Jiang Xinyue's small struggles only increased the pleasure of conquest.

He made Jiang Xinyue lie prone on the coffee table like an animal, spreading her thighs to expose her entire private parts. He adjusted her gaze to the television screen, where Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong were taking vows under the guidance of a priest. Zheng Yihang looked serious, while Zhong Yutong wore a sweet expression.

"What a perfect couple, aren't they?" Yi Qingcheng said, his hands squeezing Jiang Xinyue's breasts until they were deformed, nipples protruding from between his fingers. He thrust his powerful hips forward, slamming them against Jiang Xinyue's snow-white buttocks with a "smack," their bodies meeting tightly.

Jiang Xinyue staggered forward, her upper body collapsing onto the coffee table, broken moans escaping her lips. Her body wasn't fully prepared; her private parts convulsed, resisting the large penis thrusting into her uterus.

"I never expected you to be this tight. This must be the most pleasurable form of hanging in the world, right? Do you want to hang me? Come on, hang me then." Ignoring her struggles, Yi Qingcheng pulled out and thrust again, his entire penis plunging straight into her narrow opening, filling her tender orifice to its limit.

"Ah...no more, Qingcheng, it hurts so much..." Jiang Xinyue pleaded.

He lifted Jiang Xinyue's chin, letting her watch the live broadcast.

"Look, how passionately they kiss."

Jiang Xinyue saw Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong kissing at the priest's signal; their figures were blurred and distorted through her tear-filled eyes. She truly understood the consequences of betraying Yi Qingcheng. He was incredibly ruthless; it made her realize for the first time how painful sex could be.

“If Zheng Yihang knew that his ex-lover was watching the live broadcast and having sex on his wedding day, what would he think? Has any man ever told you that women are flowers and men are bees, and bees have to go deep into the flower's heart to collect nectar? I, this big bee, have been busy for so long, but I haven't even gotten a drop of nectar. Am I not diligent enough?” As he spoke, he thrust into her hard a few more times.

“Ah… um…” Her body swayed under his hands, her breasts aching from his kneading, her nipples already round and hard. Her dry vagina struggled to swallow his large member, slowly secreting glistening fluid.

He felt it becoming slippery and smooth, and he penetrated more quickly and thoroughly. Her moans turned into muffled groans, and she began to feel some pleasure, but it still hurt because his strength was too great, with a hint of punishing cruelty.

He released inside her, and it felt like an eternity to her. Semen flowed from her vagina and dripped onto the floor. Accompanied by the music from the television, Zheng Yihang's wedding was nearing its end.

Chapter 132 Three Wolves Collide

"If you love me, be loyal to me, both in heart and body. If something like this happens again, that man won't be as lucky as Zheng Yihang." Yi Qingcheng's voice was calm and casual, but those who heard it felt uneasy. Jiang Xinyue turned to look at Yi Qingcheng, finding it hard to believe that this was the same man who had forced and "threatened" her a few days ago.

They were attending a charity gala, and she noticed that Yi Qingcheng exuded an unparalleled mature charm in social situations. He was like a diamond among many pearls, shining brightly and attracting attention.

Those invited to this charity gala were all prominent figures from the upper class. He walked among the guests with his arm around her waist, as comfortable as a fish in water, with impeccable manners. Everyone treated him with great respect, and he introduced her to everyone casually: "This is my girlfriend."

Jiang Xinyue only needed to nod and smile, exchanging brief pleasantries, because with Yi Qingcheng by her side, the atmosphere would never be awkward, and she would never feel neglected.

The music started, and he led her onto the dance floor. The two danced passionately, almost becoming the center of attention. When he led her off the dance floor, his strong arms tightened around her waist, and he tilted his head to say something to her. She smiled sweetly, her eyes lowered; to onlookers, they would definitely have thought they were a couple deeply in love.

When she looked up, the smile vanished, and her face changed slightly. Yi Qingcheng, however, calmly greeted the refined young man before him.

"Xiao Ji, you're here too."

"Godfather," Nangong Ji greeted respectfully, his gaze fixed on Jiang Xinyue. Standing beside him, Jiang Diaokai simply stared coldly at Jiang Xinyue, whose lips parted slightly in surprise under his gaze.

Jiang Xinyue had never imagined that Nangong Ji would be involved with Yi Qingcheng, let alone have such a close relationship.

Yi Qingcheng responded, looking at Jiang Diaokai: "Is this your friend?" Yi Qingcheng's gaze was analytical, sensing that this young man was not so simple.

“My classmate,” Nangong Ji introduced casually, omitting Jiang Diaokai’s name whether intentionally or by oversight. He then turned to Jiang Xinyue, feigning ignorance. “Godfather, and who is this?”

Jiang Xinyue’s heart tightened. Hearing Yi Qingcheng say, “This is your future godmother,” she couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Diaokai, whose gaze grew increasingly cold.

“Kai, looks like you’ll soon have a brother-in-law,” Nangong Ji teased Jiang Diaokai, his face showing no emotion. Jiang Diaokai snorted, still staring at Jiang Xinyue, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yi Qingcheng raised an eyebrow at Jiang Xinyue after hearing Nangong Ji's words, waiting for her explanation. It was time for Jiang Xinyue to speak, so she forced herself to say, "Let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Jiang Diaokai. He and Ji are classmates. Akai, this is President Yi of Qingcheng Group, and also my boss." Jiang Diaokai's gaze made Jiang Xinyue feel like she was being pricked.

"So he's your brother. Why didn't you say so earlier?" Yi Qingcheng said with a smile, then his face slightly hardened. "Little Ji, trying to be clever in front of your godfather again. Next time I see the old man, I'll have to tell him something."

"Godfather," Nangong Ji had never spoken in such a tone before, and Jiang Xinyue almost got goosebumps. "I was just curious about my sister's identity."

"Sister?" Yi Qingcheng smiled at Jiang Xinyue. "How different are we in this generation?" Jiang Xinyue blushed at his words. Yi Qingcheng said again, "If I had known I would run into A-Kai, I should have prepared a grand gift. I was a bit rude this time, I'll make it up to you next time."

"It doesn't seem necessary," Jiang Diaokai said, his handsome face cool and cold. Few people dared to embarrass Yi Qingcheng like this. He was left feeling awkward, but his strong confidence and good upbringing kept him calm. Just then, someone called him over, and he said to Nangong Ji, "You guys have fun, we'll go and socialize a bit." Jiang Xinyue had no choice but to leave with him, feeling four pairs of eyes following her from behind, making her very uncomfortable.

Yi Qingcheng said in a low voice, "Your brother has quite a personality. It seems that if I want to marry you in the future, I'll have to get rid of this tough nut first."

Jiang Xinyue explained, "Actually, A-Kai just doesn't like dealing with strangers. Don't mind what he said just now." Her mind was in turmoil, not knowing how today would end. She never expected the four of them to run into each other, and the situation was no longer under her control.

"How could that be?" Yi Qingcheng kissed her forehead. "Your brother is my brother."

Jiang Xinyue's heart warmed inexplicably. When she turned back to look for the two boys, they were gone.

"I'm going to the restroom," Jiang Xinyue whispered to Yi Qingcheng. Yi Qingcheng looked down and asked, "Do you need me to come with you?" Jiang Xinyue shook her head. "I'll be back in a bit."

Jiang Xinyue rubbed her burning forehead and finally got away from the center of the crowd. She wanted to calm down because she had been a little absent-minded during the socializing. Fortunately, she didn't need to say much, otherwise, people would definitely have noticed.

"Ah." Halfway there, her arm was forcibly grabbed and she was pulled into the men's restroom. The restrooms in this high-end club were quite luxurious, with a faint fragrance in the air. Each stall was not only large but also had a shower. After someone used it, a waiter would quickly clean it. The water in each toilet was drinkable. (Now you won't say it's dirty, right?)

"You..." Before she could finish speaking, she had already been shoved into one of the stalls by the two boys. In the relatively cramped space, Jiang Xinyue fully experienced the meaning of height advantage. She stepped back, retreating to a corner, and defensively clasped her hands together: "What are you doing here? This is the men's restroom. Let's talk outside." She went to open the door, but Jiang Diaokai grabbed her, shaking her hands off, and blocked the doorway.

Jiang Xinyue bit her lip, breathing rapidly, sensing the approaching danger. She knew before that these two boys were like two little wolves at heart; perhaps they were cute when happy, but once provoked, they would reveal their sharp teeth and devour her completely. She had walked into a

trap, reaping the bitter fruit of her actions. She bitterly thought of some idioms, unable to understand how she had ended up like this, as if forced to the edge of a cliff with no way out.

Chapter 133 I Want to Try the Below (Two Wolves Playing with a Sheep)

Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai, two tall boys, cornered Jiang Xinyue from both sides. Jiang Xinyue's heart pounded. She looked at the two wolf cubs baring their fangs and said cautiously, "Don't do anything rash... Yi Qingcheng will send people over soon."

"What do you mean by 'do anything rash'? Open up." Nangong Ji asked deliberately.

"It means she's threatening us. If we dare to do anything rash, she has that Yi guy backing her up," Jiang Diao explained.

"Then whose side is she on? You're her own 'brother,' and I've known her for at least half a year. Why would she side with her godfather against us?" Nangong Ji said.

Jiang Diaokai snorted, "How would I know? You'll have to ask your darling."

"Fine." Nangong Ji took a few steps closer and said, "Do you know how envious I am of your relationship with A-Kai? How jealous I am of A-Kai? Sometimes I even wonder why I'm not A-Kai, so that I'd hold a more special place in your heart than anyone else. But when I actually have the chance to be your mother, I'm extremely unwilling. For example, you're going to marry my father and become my stepmother, or you seem to have the potential to become my godmother. After finding out, why do I feel so unhappy? You're clearly my woman, why are

you trying so hard to become my mother?" "She's not my mother, stop spreading rumors." Jiang Diaokai denied, "I only have one mother, she's at most my sister, and now she's just my woman." He took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Xinyue's chin, lifting her face. Jiang Xinyue grabbed his wrist and tried to pull it down, but she couldn't budge it at all.

"Are you threatening us?" Jiang Diaokai asked.

“No,” Jiang Xinyue replied. “I told President Yi I was going to the restroom and would be out soon. He won’t be able to wait for me, he’ll definitely send someone to look for me.”

“President Yi?” Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow, snatched her handbag, opened it, took out her phone, and handed it to her. “Call your President Yi and tell him you’re going back first.”

“You’ve misunderstood. I’m just President Yi’s secretary. He only said I was his girlfriend for social obligations, it’s not true.” Jiang Xinyue took the phone but didn’t make a call, instead explaining.

“Oh? So your godfather was just socializing when he told me you were my future godmother? You really didn’t sleep with your godfather?” Nangong Ji asked.

“Did you let that man sleep with you?” Jiang Diaokai asked more directly.

“No…no…”

“Really?” The two asked simultaneously, their eyes sharply fixed on her face.

“No.” Jiang Xinyue lowered her head, avoiding their gaze.

“Then we need to check to see if our woman has been touched by any other man,” Jiang Diaokai said. “Would you prefer to take leave now or have us call her later?”

Jiang Xinyue looked at Jiang Diaokai in alarm: “No, not here. I’ll go back with you right now. I’ll explain properly. Don’t listen to what others say.”

“Women should know what intuition is, especially a smart woman like you. My intuition has already told me.” Nangong Ji stared at Jiang Xinyue and handed her the phone from Jiang Diaokai’s hand. “Make a call while you can, or I can’t guarantee someone will hear a free sex recording.”

It seemed she couldn’t escape today. Jiang Xinyue took the phone and dialed Yi Qingcheng. Hearing her voice, Yi Qingcheng didn’t suspect anything. He genuinely thought she wasn’t feeling well and told her to go home and rest. He also said he would call her after the party and asked if she needed Pei Sen to send medicine over.

“When did Godfather become so concerned about women?” Nangong Ji said mockingly.

“I only heard a pair of adulterers talking on the phone.” Jiang Diaokai said sarcastically. As soon as Jiang Diaokai finished speaking, Jiang Xinyue's face flushed red.

"What's wrong? Why is our darling's face so red?" Nangong Ji feigned surprise.

"Really? Let me see." Jiang Diaokai moved closer. Jiang Xinyue stepped back, bumping into Nangong Ji behind her. Jiang Diaokai's body pressed against her as well, leaving her sandwiched between the two boys like a pitiful sandwich filling.

Jiang Diaokai's hands covered her high, firm breasts, tightly encased in her strapless dress, and he wickedly kneaded them. Jiang Xinyue instinctively moved back, not dodging the two "wolf's" claws, but instead offering her plump buttocks to Nangong Ji's hands. The boy kneaded her pert, fleshy buttocks. The two boys were all over her, engaging in their best teasing. Jiang Xinyue's body trembled from their actions.

They deliberately took advantage of her, deliberately provoking her protests. Jiang Xinyue had only protested a few times when Jiang Diaokai grabbed her waist and spun her around. Nangong Ji quickly grabbed her breasts, while Jiang Diaokai's hands roamed along her buttocks.

"You seem very sexy today, and your breasts have gotten bigger too." Nangong Ji pushed her breasts upwards.

"They weren't small to begin with, and they'll get even bigger if you squeeze them a little more." Jiang Diaokai said.

"Did you drink her milk when you were little?" Nangong Ji asked.

Jiang Diaokai snorted, "These breasts are only for men to eat, sons have never had a chance." With that, he unzipped Jiang Xinyue's skirt, and the two boys quickly stripped her naked.

"Do you really have to do this here?" She pressed her body and hands against the wall, her legs tightly pressed together, her two hemispherical, snow-white breasts trembling gently.

The boys' eyes were fixed on her peach-like breasts. Jiang Diaokai pulled her close, pressing her soft chest to his lips, making sucking and smacking sounds. His movements were very rough, his sucking causing her pink nipples to swell.

"It hurts...it hurts..." Jiang Xinyue protested, but Jiang Diaokai ignored her, continuing to bite her nipples and suckle hard.

Jiang Xinyue pushed his head away, but the more he bit her, the more her nipples hurt, yet the stronger the pleasure became, her body trembling incessantly. Jiang Diaokai released her; her nipples were now red, swollen, and wet. Nangong Ji only touched her lightly with his finger, and Jiang Xinyue gasped.

Nangong Ji said, "That's ruthless. I've never had milk like that before."

"Then you should try it too." Jiang Diaokai pushed Xinyue towards him, and her body bumped right into Nangong Ji's arms, her breasts pressed against his firm chest. Jiang Xinyue gasped in pain.

"Oh, you've tried this first. I'd like to try the bottom." Nangong Ji said calmly.

Author's Note:

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Chapter 134 Play You to Death (The Evil Play of Two Wolves)

Jiang Xinyue broke free from Nangong Ji and leaned against the corner of the wall. Jiang Diaokai's gaze followed her, settling on her body. The boy's eyes held an evil glint as he lazily said, "Isn't it easy? You can taste whichever part you want. I'll hold her for you, so you can taste your fill."

Jiang Xinyue shivered. The two boys' gazes were like those of hungry wolves, filled with bloodthirsty desire, as if they wanted to devour her whole. She lowered her head and saw her naked upper body, her two snow-white, high breasts, and her swollen, red nipples glistening with the boys' saliva—a truly erotic sight. She dared not look any further and turned her head away.

Jiang Diaokai approached her and whispered in her ear, "Following us, you'll be sexually blissful to death. You can't even imagine how many women are desperately masturbating, while you'll be fed to your heart's content by me and Ji every day. What more do you want? Stop being so coy."

"I'll accept whatever you do, but not here. This is a high-class club. If someone hears us..." Jiang Xinyue felt ashamed and couldn't continue.

"So what if they hear us? They can only be envious. The higher up in society, the more chaotic their private lives. Do you think there's no sex in such a high-class bathroom?" Jiang Diaokai said, grabbing her arm and pulling her close to his chest.

The dragon between the young man's legs pressed tightly against hers, its agitation and strength palpable even through her clothes. Jiang Xinyue's chest rose and fell gently as Jiang Diaokai's hands slowly caressed her body, sliding from her arms down her thighs.

This scene unfolded before Nangong Ji's eyes. He remained motionless, simply admiring the young man's two dark, powerful hands roaming over the woman's snow-white body—a sight both erotic and stimulating.

Then Jiang Diaokai parted the woman's legs and lifted her up.

"Ah..." Jiang Xinyue cried out softly, covering her face with her hands like an ostrich burying its head in the sand when threatened by a ferocious beast. Even after all this time, she still wasn't used to this position; she felt it was shameful to expose her private parts so openly to a man.

The young man's gaze was fixed between her legs, his refined eyes now thick with desire. He parted his lips slightly: "It seems you're already wet..."

"Oh, so horny?" Jiang Diaokai responded deliberately with wickedness.

Nangong Ji's slender fingers slowly parted the crimson petals, pinching the two sides with his thumb and forefinger, pulling them apart. The perfectly curved petals were stretched and deformed, no longer able to conceal the alluring scene within.

Jiang Xinyue felt her lower body being roughly torn open by the boy, causing a slight pain, yet her nerves were unusually excited. She could almost feel her most private parts being opened, feeling the cool air against her tenderest spot.

"Look, you only kissed her, and she's already this aroused," Nangong Ji told Jiang Diaokai to look. Jiang Diaokai looked down, feeling his blood rushing through his veins. The scene before him gave him a sadistic pleasure.

Her most private entrance had been ruthlessly torn open by the boy, revealing the tender flesh inside, filled with sticky honey-like fluid, some of which had already dripped down her buttocks.

Jiang Xinyue knew how erotic the scene was, not only that, but both boys were staring at her private parts. She was worried that the boy would damage her private parts.

"Ji, let me go, I feel uncomfortable..." she protested softly.

"Uncomfortable? How about this?" Nangong Ji continued to pull her to the limit, the red petals looking like two pitiful pieces of dough under the force, completely losing their original shape.

Pain, tearing, and pleasure intertwined. "Mmm..." Jiang Xinyue bit her lip.

When the petals reached their limit, the boy quickly closed them again. With this pulling and closing, the tender hole opened and closed intermittently, slowly turning silvery inside. A stream of lustful fluid flowed down, staining the crimson petals, very erotic.

"Uh..." She breathed softly, unable to suppress the subtle moans that came from her very bones. She felt ashamed because the boy was abusing her, yet her body was deriving pleasure from the abuse.

"So slutty." Jiang Diaokai lowered his head and captured her lips, his tongue savagely swirling in her mouth, grabbing her little tongue and pulling it outwards to suck.

"Ugh..." Jiang Diao's force was too great; her tongue was straightened as if being tortured. She instinctively tried to pull her tongue back, but this only intensified the "torture." Tears streamed down her face from the burning pain, while her lower body was simultaneously and mercilessly pulled open by Nangong Ji. The double "torture" made her flail her arms, trying to push A-Kai away, her body twisting, but she felt the pain of being pulled even more intensely.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..." Unable to speak or call for a stop, the pain reached its limit, yet pleasure followed her relentlessly. She still couldn't bear it, whimpering helplessly like a kitten.

They finally released her. She gasped for breath as if she were dying, her full breasts heaving like snow-capped peaks, a scene of decadent beauty.

The petals of her lower body had been pulled out of place, twisted in unbelievable shapes, the grotesque form after the abuse making one's blood boil, the tender opening, no longer concealed, dripping with fluid.

Nangong Ji sat comfortably on the toilet, licking the two ugly petals he had pulled apart. Honey and saliva quickly moistened them, and they slowly contracted and plumped, seemingly swollen from his licking.

It felt like soft, wet feathers were brushing against her most private parts, and her body felt an unprecedented comfort.

His tongue pressed against the pearl immersed in the liquid, grinding, teasing, and swirling it incessantly. Her body was already completely dominated by him; she bounced, twisted, and moaned, streams of fluid flowing out.

"Ah..." she couldn't resist lifting her hips, crying out and trembling, "Ah...no more...I can't take it...I can't bear it anymore, Ji, stop...ah..."

That was a woman's most sensitive spot; even with her rationality, she completely collapsed when they touched her there. Nangong Ji took the erect pearl into his mouth, sucking heavily, each sound lewd.

"Ah...ah..." she screamed uncontrollably, her body twisting in Jiang Diaokai's arms.

Nangong Ji flicked her tongue, rapidly slapping at her sensitive spots.

She felt like she was going to die, about to be played to death by the boy. A strange sensation surged through her body, overwhelming her. She even felt that the sounds she made were lewd and terrifying, moaning repeatedly. When the boy stopped, her body was convulsing uncontrollably, even her private parts were twitching. They were looking at her there, which was already overflowing with lust, shamelessly performing for them—contraction, fluid… everything that suited their tastes.

Chapter 135 Play You to Death 2 (The Evil Play of Two Wolves)

"Wow..." Nangong Ji sat on the toilet seat, pressing his hands on Jiang Xinyue's knees, and exclaimed, "So beautiful, so sexy, so lewd..."

Jiang Diao Kai also looked down and admired, agreeing wholeheartedly: "It's making my dick so hard again, I really want to thrust it in hard. Ji, let me see my little flesh hole, I really want to see it."

"Hmm, I have the same thought." Nangong Ji grabbed Jiang Xinyue's legs, opened his lips and leaned in, taking her entire vulva into his mouth, sucking on the abundant juices, making smacking sounds.

His mouth was wet and hot, and very strong. Jiang Xinyue felt as if a black hole with strange magic was constantly sucking her in, and a warm current flowed involuntarily through her lower body.

"Oh..." The boy's lips became glistening, glistening with dew and appearing more sensual and rosy than usual. Before he could even suckle, honey-like fluid automatically flowed into his mouth. He could feel the soft flesh trembling and twitching strangely on his lips. "Open, that feeling is so wonderful. I don't even need to suck, the fluid flows into my mouth. It's so fragrant, so sweet..."

Jiang Diaokai's throat bobbed, and he cursed softly, "You're just deliberately tempting me. If I hadn't suckled first, you wouldn't be enjoying this so much now. Hurry up, I want to see your little cunt."

Nangong Ji used his thumb to spread the petals apart, then inserted his middle finger inward, gently pressing down. The soft flesh was pressed into a small indentation, and the tip of his middle finger was completely sunk inside.

"It's strange. Women who have been with men many times can be seen to have their cunt wide open as soon as they're spread apart, but she's different."

Jiang Diaokai snorted, "On the surface, you can't tell that she's such a slutty woman. At first, I was fooled by her appearance."

What? Fooled by her appearance? She was always like that; he forced her into having sex with him. How much pain and inner turmoil she had endured then!

"Nonsense, you forced me at first..." she complained. The two boys were always so unrestrained during these things; she was almost used to it, but she still felt resentful and wronged, yet she had already resigned herself to her fate.

"Mmm..." the two boys responded to her words with a drawn-out tone, half perfunctory and half mocking. Taking them seriously would infuriate her; Jiang Xinyue's cheeks flushed red.

"And now? Is it still forced? Dare you say you didn't enjoy it at all?" Nangong Ji's slender fingers sawed through the moist, narrow opening, quickly pulling out long strands of silver, sticky and full of saliva.

"Oh..." There was a slight stirring, a subtle itch; the delicate, fragmented sensation of being invaded made her unconsciously let out soft moans.

Nangong Ji's intrusion was merely for positioning; the boys' interests were quite wicked. His fingers didn't completely withdraw; instead, just before withdrawal, he added another finger to pull them apart.

A cool breeze swept in, seemingly traveling along the passageway straight to the womb. The tiny hole seemed bottomless, the tender flesh inside clearly visible, wriggling slightly. Like a small, red mouth, it seemed eager to stuff something inside immediately.

"See? My fingers were inside just now, so tight, like countless little vixens sucking your essence. It looks small now, lewd yet somewhat elegant. If we had opened it up after we'd done it, it would be much bigger... very sensual and seductive..." Nangong Ji said.

"That's because we've made the hole bigger. Is that right?" Jiang Diaokai asked shamelessly, leaning close to Jiang Xinyue's ear.

"Stop looking, what's so interesting? Haven't you seen enough every day?" Jiang Xinyue said, embarrassed and annoyed, but only her mouth remained free; her body was completely under the boy's control.

"Go to her, let me see." Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow and breathed softly at Jiang Xinyue.

“As you wish.” Nangong Ji smiled elegantly, gracefully pulling his trousers down to his crotch. His eyes met Jiang Xinyue's, drawing her gaze to him, to his naked genitals. His

enormous penis peeked out from under his clothes, already erect and ready. Such a refined and elegant young man possessed such a rare and exceptional member; Jiang Xinyue found it difficult to reconcile the two. He approached her, his penis swaying up and down. Jiang Xinyue shrank back, almost burying her face in Jiang Diaokai's chest.

“Your darling is shy,” Jiang Diaokai said. He didn't say “our darling,” though Jiang Xinyue was more precious to him.

“Really?” Nangong Ji's eyes sparkled. “What does it look like when it's shy down there?”

“I'm looking forward to it.” Jiang Diaokai winked at Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue sighed inwardly, her body tensing as the large thing pressed against her entrance, the contact of their private parts sending an indescribable electric shock through her. Nangong Ji rubbed his large member against her wet, narrow opening, making her feel unbearably itchy.

"I'll enter slowly, letting you feel me little by little," Nangong Ji said, applying slight pressure as his large glans parted her petals and pushed in.

"Mmm..." she moaned, the feeling of her most intimate place being invaded was wonderful, she could feel his tip expanding its territory little by little, opening her limits bit by bit, and the intimate, filled pleasure was so real, layer upon layer.

Chapter 136 Play You to Death 3

"Ugh..." Jiang Xinyue's body trembled slightly, her lower body completely filled, he was long enough, the tip touching her cervix. He pressed tightly against her, achieving the most complete fit. She felt that there was no gap left in her body, stretched to the point of bursting, yet she couldn't help but feel excited.

"Ah..." As if releasing all the pressure, he slowly withdrew, like a breach in a dam. As he retreated little by little, the nectar flowed out, the friction making her moan.

Just like when he entered, he slowly pulled out, the pleasure of male and female genitalia rubbing together surging forth, especially delicate when moving slowly. They both watched as the small entrance struggled to swallow his thick member, the two tender petals that had been tightly nestled together now far apart, trembling slightly with his movements, incredibly sensual.

"So much water." The glans was already covered with a thick layer of fluid, and he hadn't completely withdrawn. He and Jiang Diaokai exchanged a glance.

"Ah!" Jiang Xinyue suddenly arched her back. Just as the boy was about to withdraw, he suddenly thrust into her lower body hard and fast, while Jiang Diaokai held her body and pushed forward, "slap!" The lower body slapped softly, his tip even reaching her uterus, a wave of pleasure assaulting her.

"Ah... ah..." She moaned repeatedly, because the impact on her lower body was simply too great. The two boys pulled and withdrew, thrust and pushed, their enormous penises almost wedged into her tender flesh, achieving the most complete union. Her body swayed like waves.

Hot semen sprayed into her uterus, Jiang Xinyue's vision went black, she almost fainted, her body convulsing, the immense pleasure overwhelming her.

"Our darling has climaxed." Nangong Ji shook the remaining semen onto her entrance.

"I want to see." Jiang Diaokai handed Jiang Xinyue to Nangong Ji, making her lie on top of him, her full breasts pressed against the boy's chest, Nangong Ji's hands around her knees. Her

legs were spread wide by the boys, her round buttocks slightly raised, her entire vulva exposed to Jiang Diaokai's eyes. The woman's vulva was wet and disheveled, appearing very lewd in the man's eyes.

Jiang Diaokai used his fingers to pry it open, watching the stretched entrance contract and contract, spitting out spurts of semen.

“It’s different from before,” Jiang Diaokai said wickedly. “Very intense, but I cooperated well too. Now it’s your turn to cooperate.”

“Watch me.” Nangong Ji gave Jiang Diaokai a reassuring look.

“I don’t want it anymore…” Jiang Xinyue’s face was buried in Nangong Ji’s shoulder. Her climax had just passed, and she was limp all over, like a ball of cotton in Nangong Ji’s arms, boneless. “I really don’t want it anymore…” She just wanted to rest.

“Don’t want it now? Do you want me to become impotent?” Jiang Diaokai said, spreading her buttocks apart and thrusting in. He was even more savage than Nangong Ji.

Jiang Xinyue moaned. At this moment, she was extremely sensitive, and her lower body twitched incessantly, making Jiang Diaokai feel like he was dying and being reborn.

“Little vixen, you’re killing me.” Jiang Diaokai said as he used the rear-entry position to fuck Jiang Xinyue hard. Nangong Ji cooperated with his movements, and Jiang Xinyue cried out in lust.

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and someone walked in, entering one of the stalls. Jiang Xinyue bit Nangong Ji's shoulder, afraid to make a sound, but Jiang Diaokai's attack only intensified.

The lewd sounds of their lovemaking echoed throughout the enclosed space.

Yi Qingcheng smiled slightly. He had smelled the scent and sounds of lust in the air as soon as he entered; he was used to this kind of thing and wasn't surprised, except that this couple's wild lovemaking was a bit too intense.

"Ah..."

Just as he was about to leave, a woman's lewd moan made him stop. He turned his head to look at the closed door, and that sound... his brows furrowed.

Jiang Diaokai picked her up, the two boys each supporting half of her body. Her soft body convulsed, her breasts swaying from side to side, each boy supporting one leg, semen dripping from between them. Jiang Diaokai gave her a second orgasm; the sensory stimulation sent her soaring to heaven, causing her to uncontrollably make sounds.

The two enjoyed the view for a while, then Nangong Ji began to clean her body. Jiang Diaokai asked her, "Did that guy surnamed Yi touch you?"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Jiang Diaokai, a wave of sorrow washing over her. What was this scene all about? Her son had slept with her, and he didn't even know Yi Qingcheng was his father, yet he asked her with such disgust whether they had slept together.

She shook her head wearily, "No, he's just my boss."

"Really?" Jiang Diaokai gripped her chin and asked again.

"Yes." She nodded.

"I hope you're not lying to us." Nangong Ji's voice was gentle, but carried a hint of threat, making Jiang Xinyue's heart tighten.

After dressing her, the three of them walked out of the bathroom together. As soon as they opened the door, Jiang Xinyue froze, because Yi Qingcheng was standing there, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

Chapter 137 Thunderstorm After Being Caught in the Act

Was that person just now him? Jiang Xinyue's heart pounded, her cheeks flushed. She felt utterly ashamed and filled with fear. He had found out after all. She had imagined this day would come, but when it actually arrived, it felt like the end of the world.

Yi Qingcheng stared intently at her. His outward appearance remained unchanged, but she saw murderous intent in his eyes. He must have understood the power of a gaze; now, his gaze was like an invisible knife, slowly torturing her, judging her, making her want to run away immediately.

"Didn't you say you weren't feeling well and went home first? So you were lying to me..." Yi Qingcheng said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry..." Jiang Xinyue said softly, her hands clenched tightly together.

"I told her to say that," Jiang Diaokai said lazily, his gaze towards Yi Qingcheng unfriendly. Yi Qingcheng turned his head to meet Jiang Diaokai's gaze. The two men, one tall and one short, stared at each other, both with a hint of hostility in their eyes.

“I’m included too, Godfather.” Nangong Ji’s reaction was relatively gentle, perhaps different from Jiang Diaokai’s. Although he had already guessed the relationship between Jiang Xinyue and Yi Qingcheng, he still dared not be presumptuous. “We taught her to say that, it has nothing to do with her.”

“I’ll settle the score with you later.” When speaking to Nangong Ji, Yi Qingcheng’s tone naturally became stern. He looked at Jiang Xinyue, “Xinyue, you’ve given me another big ‘surprise,’ one I never even dreamed of. When I heard a woman’s moaning just now, I thought I was mistaken. How could it be you? It was just that the woman’s voice sounded like yours, but I still couldn’t help but stay to confirm it. I even secretly scolded myself for being so childish, like a little kid. I never imagined you would come out of here, especially with them… You should know how old they are, and one of them is your younger brother…” Yi Qingcheng paused, seemingly trying to compose himself, “Do you remember what I said last time? If there’s a next time, that person won’t be as lucky as him.”

Jiang Xinyue, of course, knew who “he” was referring to, and she also knew the weight of Yi Qingcheng’s words. She subconsciously stepped in front of Jiang Diaokai, “It was my own choice, it has nothing to do with them.”

Seeing the fear on Jiang Xinyue’s face, Yi Qingcheng’s expression turned cold.

“Godfather, Xinyue is my woman,” Nangong Ji stepped forward and said. “I met her first, and we’ve been together for a long time. Please, Godfather, show some mercy.”

“Was that a threat I just heard?” Jiang Diaokai said disdainfully. “Ji, he’s your godfather, but he’s nothing to me. Yi, Jiang Xinyue has absolutely nothing to do with you. Who she sleeps with is none of your business. I don’t want to stay in this godforsaken place anymore. Let’s go.” Jiang Diaokai pulled Jiang Xinyue away and strode off. Jiang Xinyue was dragged along and forced to run after him.

“Godfather, see you next time.” Nangong Ji nodded respectfully and turned to leave as well.

Yi Qingcheng didn’t move, only watching the three people’s departing figures. His deep gaze became complicated and unfathomable.

“What’s your relationship with him?” As soon as she entered the room, the two boys pushed her onto the sofa. Jiang Diaokai’s face changed faster than turning the pages of a book. At this moment, his entire face was as cold as ice.

"It's nothing." Jiang Xinyue felt like a prisoner. Ever since she had a physical relationship with Jiang Diaokai, all the pitiful dignity she once had had had had vanished, and instead, they were interfering more and more in her life.

"You're kidding me?" Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow.

"Even a ghost wouldn't believe that." Nangong Ji added calmly.

"Fine, don't believe me then, we never had any relationship anyway." Jiang Xinyue stubbornly resisted.

"Ji, how can we get her to tell the truth?"

"I don't have much experience either." Nangong Ji approached Jiang Xinyue, his gaze falling on her face, "But I really want to know how many orgasms a woman can experience in a row... Tell me, has your godfather slept with you?"

Jiang Xinyue looked into those gentle eyes, almost bewitched by him. She shook her head and stubbornly said, "No."

Nangong Ji's hand landed on her back and slowly unzipped her pants, "Take off one piece of clothing for every lie you tell, until you're completely naked, and then you know what Kai and I are going to do, right?"

Jiang Xinyue shivered, and her dress had already slipped off her ankles, leaving only her sexy underwear. But soon enough, the two boys had stripped her naked.

"Matsuri, actually, I've never truly enjoyed myself with her. Because when you see something delicious, you can eat as much as you want, but people are different. Today, I really want to experience what it's like to do whatever I want."

"You think I'm not like that? I've never met a woman who wanted me to die on top of her. She's the only one. I often wonder what it's like to make love to death, but I know that even using half my strength, she probably couldn't handle it. But today, I want to try it too..."

"Don't come any closer, no... ah..." Jiang Xinyue shrank back on the sofa. Forced into this situation, she suddenly felt a strong rebellious streak. She raised her head. "You really want to know that much? Then I'll tell you. I did sleep with Yi Qingcheng, and you're probably more interested in the reason why. Because I fell in love with him. I only love one man."

Chapter 138 House Arrest

"I've always known I'm not number one in your heart, not even in love. I've always told myself that as long as I like you, that's enough. As long as I can have you, I'm satisfied. But why do I feel so bad hearing you say you've fallen in love with another man today?" Although she didn't show anything on the surface, Nangong Ji's voice was somewhat somber.

Jiang Diaokai's face was dark; he didn't speak. His dark, sea-like eyes seemed frozen, frighteningly deep. Nangong Ji's phone rang. He answered it, said a few words, then turned to Jiang Diaokai and said, "The old man has spoken. I have to go back. Keep an eye on her, understand?"

"Go," Jiang Diaokai replied curtly. Nangong Ji glanced at Jiang Xinyue again and hurried away.

A shadow fell over her. Jiang Xinyue looked up. Jiang Diaokai stood before her, looking down at her.

"Say what you just said again?" His voice was cold, his eyebrows slightly raised.

His eyes were like the sea before a storm, as if they would sweep her into an endless sandstorm at any moment. She lost her courage.

"Say it!" he suddenly roared.

She shuddered. When she looked at him again, the boy's face was frighteningly ugly. She heard her heart groan wearily. She couldn't deceive herself any longer.

"I've fallen in love with Yi Qingcheng. I've loved him from the first moment I saw him..." she whispered, no longer wanting to hide it.

Jiang Diao's breathing became heavy, his fingers tightened, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. He took a step forward, and Jiang Xinyue cried out as he grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up.

His eyes burned with the fury of a sandstorm. His voice was several octaves higher than usual, but to her ears, it lacked its usual ruthlessness; he sounded like a child crying because she saw her mother holding another child.

"You're not allowed to love anyone else. I won't allow you to love anyone else. You can only love me, only me," he said heavily, his grip on her shoulders aching.

"I love you." Her face was pale, but her heart was filled with tenderness. "But love is different. You... how could I possibly love you like an ordinary man..."

"Shut up. I am your man. I became your man the moment I had you." Jiang Xinyue's words touched a sore spot in Jiang Diao's heart. What others envied was what he feared most. To be able to obtain her love only because of blood ties was a disgrace to him. "I don't believe that when we make love, when I enter you, you still don't treat me like a man? Then see if I'm a man..." He lowered his head and bit her nipple like a small animal, pressing her body tightly against his desire.

"It's different, it will never be the same..." Jiang Xinyue endured the pain but did not resist. She had long understood that resistance was futile, and besides, her sense of shame had long been numbed by repeated illicit sexual encounters.

Seeing her like a rabbit waiting to be slaughtered, only passively accepting her fate, Jiang Diao's anger surged. He pushed her away violently.

Jiang Xinyue was pushed onto the sofa by him. She curled up, arms crossed over her chest. Jiang Diaokai yelled at her, "Get out! Get out of here!" Then he stormed into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

In the morning, Jiang Xinyue made breakfast and went to call Jiang Diaokai. Just as she was about to knock, the door opened abruptly from the inside. Jiang Diaokai stood there, cold and aloof, a stubble of stubble on his chin.

"Let's eat," she said softly. Jiang Diaokai ignored her and walked past her. She paused for a moment before lazily turning around, assuming he was going to take a shower. But then she heard the door close.

She immediately chased after him, "Hey, eat before you go."

"No need," Jiang Diaokai said coldly, slamming the door shut. Jiang Xinyue sighed softly, then immediately tensed up. She heard the sound of a key turning and quickly tried to pull the door shut, but it was locked.

"Ah Kai, Ah Kai—open the door! Don't do this..." She frantically pounded on the door, but there was no response. Jiang Diaokai must have already left. She slumped against the door, dejected.

Jiang Diaokai was too cruel; he had actually locked her in the house. She looked for her phone but couldn't find it anywhere. The phone in the living room had also been cut off sometime during the day. She realized that she was completely under house arrest by Jiang Diaokai and had lost all contact with the outside world.

This day felt exceptionally long for Jiang Xinyue; she truly felt like a caged beast. When she heard the sound of the key turning, she immediately stood up from the sofa.

Jiang Diaokai had entered the house, and he was alone. She peeked behind him, feeling a sense of unease.

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Jiang Diaokai said calmly while changing his shoes, "Thanks to you, Ji has been placed under house arrest by his grandfather." He walked over, seeing her standing there blankly, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you feeling a little guilty?"

Jiang Xinyue only thought of Yi Qingcheng's words: if there's a next time, that person won't be as lucky as him. Ji was placed under house arrest so quickly, would he make a move on Jiang Diaokai...? Thinking of this, she began to feel uneasy.

"Akai, was anyone following you when you came back?" she asked nervously. Jiang Diaokai looked at her with amusement: "Do you think you've hooked up with a mafia boss?"

She was speechless for a while after being choked by his words. He walked past her, about to enter his room, when his phone rang. Jiang Xinyue recognized her phone and immediately ran over, reaching for it: "Give me my phone."

"Why should I?" Jiang Diaokai took his phone out of his pocket, glanced at the caller ID, and Jiang Xinyue rushed over to snatch it. Jiang Diaokai held the phone up, watching Jiang Xinyue jump around in front of him like a monkey.

"Why are you taking my phone?" Jiang Xinyue's face turned red with anger, but she couldn't do anything about it.

"Because I'm your man," Jiang Diaokai said calmly. Jiang Xinyue had just grabbed his arm when the phone stopped ringing. A surge of inexplicable anger rose within her: "This is a crime, this is obstructing personal freedom..."

"So what if it is?" he looked at her with a roguish yet mischievous gaze.

Just then, the phone rang again. Jiang Xinyue's spirits lifted. Jiang Diaokai threw the phone away, and she instinctively clutched it to her chest.

"Who do you think it is?" Jiang Diaokai said sarcastically. Jiang Xinyue held the phone tightly, as if afraid he would snatch it away again. The screen displayed Zhong Yutong's name, and she felt a strange sense of loss.

Chapter 139 Is this a reversal of the verdict?

"Hey, Yutong, how have you been lately?" Jiang Xinyue walked to the sofa in the living room. Jiang Diaokai stood at the door for a moment before opening it and entering the room.

"Xinyue, it's been so long since we've been in touch. Are we even friends anymore?" Zhong Yutong's voice was still soft and gentle.

Jiang Xinyue fell silent. No one had expected things to come to this. Although no one said it aloud, they all knew it was because of Zheng Yihang.

Zhong Yutong gave a self-deprecating laugh and continued, "Thank you for the wedding gift. It's the most classic diamond wedding rings of the year. I really like them, but Yihang doesn't seem to like them very much..."

Hearing Zheng Yihang's name, Jiang Xinyue felt a mix of emotions. If Zhong Yutong hadn't brought it up, she would have almost forgotten about it. Diamond wedding rings—Yi Qingcheng was really generous. Thinking about Zheng Yihang's reaction to the gift, Jiang Xinyue sighed softly. She forced a smile and said, "Maybe men aren't really interested in these kinds of accessories. As long as you like it, that's fine."

"But he won't even let me wear them. I only saw those rings on our wedding day, and I haven't seen them since... I don't know why he hates them so much..."

Jiang Xinyue didn't know what to say because she couldn't understand why Zhong Yutong had suddenly called to talk to her about these things. Zhong Yutong's voice on the other end of the phone turned somewhat sad: "Actually, I know I shouldn't be telling you this, but I don't know who else to tell, Xinyue. Can I ask you for a favor?" "

Yutong, although we don't contact each other often now, we're still friends. If there's anything you need help with, I'll do my best to help you," Jiang Xinyue said sincerely.

"Could you help me persuade Yihang? He listens to you a lot."

Jiang Xinyue frowned slightly, but didn't argue, only asking, "Did you two have a fight?"

"You know..." Zhong Yutong's voice was a little muffled, "After we got married, although we slept in the same bed, he... he's never touched me."

Zhong Yutong's voice was trembling and choked with sobs, and Jiang Xinyue's heart felt like it had been struck heavily, sinking to its lowest point. How could this be? Is this the responsibility Zheng Yihang talked about? How could he treat Zhong Yutong like this?

"Yutong," Jiang Xinyue finally spoke solemnly after a long pause, "you two should find time to have a serious talk and see what's wrong between you. This is something only you two can solve; I really can't help." "

Our problem is that he doesn't love me," Zhong Yutong sobbed. "You know, even my mother says I'll never find a man who treats me better than Zheng Yihang. They have no idea that his kindness isn't out of love; we have a sexless marriage. Xinyue, he loves you. From the first time I saw him, I knew he loved you."

"No, Yutong, don't overthink it," Jiang Xinyue said, her mind in turmoil.

"You still won't admit it, Xinyue? Don't treat me like a fool. Only you can persuade him now. If you don't help me convince him, I'll have no hope left."

"Yutong, I really can't help with this," Jiang Xinyue said anxiously.

"Can you leave City A? You're so smart and capable, you can definitely do well anywhere. As long as you leave here, Zheng Yihang will gradually give up on you and change his mind about me. Xinyue, you don't know how much pain I'm in. I'm going crazy if this continues. Please, please help me one last time, okay?"

"Yutong..." Jiang Xinyue felt heartbroken. She hadn't expected Zhong Yutong to love Zheng Yihang so much, to love him to the point of self-abasement.

"If you agree to leave City A, I'll give you all my money. Even if you don't want to work anymore, you'll still be able to live a comfortable and wealthy life."

"Yutong, I'm sorry, I won't leave City A," Jiang Xinyue said clearly.

"Are you reluctant to part with Yi Qingcheng?" Zhong Yutong's tone became sharp. "I heard a long time ago that you became his personal assistant. Maybe others don't understand, but I know everything about this so-called 'personal assistant' because I was in the same situation as you. I only found out after I started working there that 'personal assistant' is just a respectable term. To put it bluntly, it's Yi Qingcheng's bed partner; to put it bluntly, it's a prostitute, a woman for him to satisfy his sexual desires."

"Yutong, you're not in a good mood today. Don't say anymore. I'll call you when you're in a better mood."

"No, I insist on saying this. I should have told you this long ago, but I didn't want to mention this man anymore. He's a devil, Crescent Moon. He's not a man you can touch. You'd better stay far away from him, as far away as possible. Don't be as foolish as me, falling in love with him and ending up like this. I did break the agreement. It was clearly written in the contract: I had to manage everything in his life, including satisfying his sexual desires, and I couldn't develop feelings for him, or I would bear the consequences. I was presumptuous to fall in love with him, naively thinking he would at least have some feelings for me. To get him, I even secretly got pregnant with his child and used it to threaten him into marrying me. I was so stupid, knowing his identity and his ruthlessness, yet I still went against him like an egg hitting a rock. This man doesn't need a woman at all." "He started to hate me the moment I began to pester him, and then he completely disappeared from my life after I told him I was pregnant. That Pei Sen actually had someone rape me, drugged me, recorded the video, and forced me to abort the child. Although he didn't do these things directly to me, he did it at his behest. He only needed to give an order, just a simple sentence: 'Find a way to get rid of that woman's child.' No matter how despicable the methods his subordinates used, as long as they achieved the results he wanted, he would let them do as they pleased, he would tacitly approve. Isn't a man like that terrifying? Never fall in love with this man; the consequences of falling in love with him might be even worse than mine."

So this was the truth. Jiang Xinyue admired her own mental fortitude for not having any adverse reactions. Because she had already guessed it, and even imagined something even worse than the truth. From the first day she met Yi Qingcheng, she knew he wasn't a simple man; his past was destined to be anything but innocent. Since she had fallen in love with him, she had no reason to regret it. Perhaps it was because, from the very first day she met him, she foresaw their ending—their love would be shorter than a fleeting firework. She simply didn't have time to dwell on such things. ( Chapter 140,

06-03) On the day of the incident, Jiang Xinyue resolutely refused Zhong Yutong's request. Hanging up the phone, she felt a faint melancholy. She feared that from now on, she and Zhong Yutong wouldn't even be considered friends. Although she knew Zheng Yihang liked her, she couldn't possibly intervene to persuade him. How he handled his marital relationship was his own business; how could she be so foolish as to interfere? Leaving City A was even more impossible. She was surprised that the gentle and sensible Zhong Yutong had become so selfish for love. How could she leave City A? She had lived there for over a decade; it was practically her second hometown, and besides, she had many attachments there. Her worries... She hadn't seen Yi Qingcheng for two days, and surprisingly, he hadn't contacted her at all, which was almost abnormal, making her even more anxious. A mix of things were swirling together, and her feelings were incredibly complex, something she herself couldn't quite grasp.

Nangong Ji was under house arrest. Jiang Xinyue had heard of Nangong Ji's grandfather long ago; he was a prominent figure with significant influence in social circles. The fact that Yi Qingcheng had so easily persuaded him to put his beloved grandson under house arrest demonstrated Yi Qingcheng's considerable influence. Now, Jiang Xinyue's biggest worry was Jiang Diaokai's safety. She feared Yi Qingcheng might harm him, and she needed to find a way to see Yi Qingcheng immediately.

Jiang Xinyue never expected to get the opportunity the very next day, an opportunity she desperately wanted. She never dreamed such a thing would happen to her; it was something out of a TV drama—the police breaking into her home while she was napping and finding two packets of heroin under Jiang Diaokai's bed. She could hardly believe it. She could vouch for Jiang Diaokai's integrity; although he was outrageous, he still knew what he shouldn't touch. But how did those two packets of heroin end up under his bed? Neither she nor Jiang Diaokai had noticed anything. The thought sent chills down her spine.

"Whose bedroom is this?" the policeman asked.

"I... mine." Jiang Xinyue wanted to take all the blame upon herself. She thought of Zheng Yihang; this was almost identical to what had happened to him. If it weren't for a powerful figure intervening, Zheng Yihang would probably be in prison right now. Thinking of this, she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yours?" The policeman looked around the room. Even a fool could see that Jiang Xinyue was lying, because Jiang Diaokai's room was too distinctive; no girl would decorate her room like that.

The policeman pointed to the photo album on the desk and asked, "Who is he to you?"

"My brother," Jiang Xinyue answered tremblingly.

"Who would fill their room with photos of their brother?" The policeman looked suspicious.

"Because we have a very good relationship, I watched him grow up..." "

Ms. Jiang," Jiang Xinyue's explanation was interrupted, "We have conclusive evidence that your brother, Jiang Diaokai, was involved in drug use, trafficking, and sales. This is our search warrant."

Jiang Xinyue's mind went blank. It had come after all; he had finally made his move. If anything happened to Jiang Diaokai, she would never forgive him.

The following time was filled with anxiety. The police had laid a trap, waiting for Jiang Diaokai to walk into it, while Jiang Diaokai had no idea what awaited him at home. Her heart had never been in such agony and torment. She knew the police were waiting to arrest him at home, yet she couldn't help him at all and had to watch helplessly as he was taken away.

She couldn't forget the expression on Jiang Diaokai's face when the police restrained him. The boy was so shocked. She knew he would resist, and it was she who yelled at him, telling him not to fight back, to obediently go back with them for investigation. She knew he was innocent and would definitely find a way to save him. He must have seen the anxiety and worry on her face that she had never seen before, so he didn't move, letting the police subdue him. She knew it was a great humiliation for him, yet for the first time, he listened to her so obediently. When

she finished giving her statement and came out, it was already getting dark. From the moment Jiang Diaokai was put into the police car, her heart had been hanging in suspense, as if a piece of her heart had been torn out. She didn't know where Jiang Diaokai had been taken, and given his fiery temper, she was afraid something might happen to him.

Her first call was to Jiang Cheng, who panicked upon hearing the news, assuring her he would take care of Jiang Diaokai. He assured her that if Jiang Diaokai hadn't used drugs, the police would quickly clear his name. He also inquired about Yi Qingcheng's situation, his professional instincts quickly suggesting this might be a "warning" or "retaliation." Jiang Xinyue only said that Yi Qingcheng might have noticed something.

She didn't want to talk about their relationship, and Jiang Cheng tactfully didn't press further. Actually, he had been urging her on her mission all this time, and Jiang Diaokai had already cracked the web of intrigue; all the evidence was in Jiang Xinyue's hands, yet she was making excuses to delay.

Her second call was to Yi Qingcheng, but his phone was off. She then called Pei Sen, who told her Yi Qingcheng had just flown to New York. Her heart sank. She asked when Yi Qingcheng would return, and Pei Sen coldly told her he knew when he would come back.

Chapter 141 The Showdown

That night, Jiang Xinyue barely slept a wink. When she woke up in the morning, she saw herself in the mirror. In just one night, her face had become haggard, with bluish shadows under her eyes; she looked terrible. She remembered that she had dozed off for a while the night before, but a nightmare immediately followed. She dreamt of a dark gun barrel pointing at Jiang Diao, and with a "bang," she woke up from the dream, unable to fall back asleep.

Today, she had to see Yi Qingcheng, no matter what. She couldn't believe he was going to New York at this time.

She started putting on makeup, not wanting to see Yi Qingcheng looking like this, but even the most exquisite makeup couldn't hide her anxiety and exhaustion. She went to Half Moon Bay, and it wasn't until she rang the doorbell for the third time that Sister Bai leisurely came to open the door.

"Sister Bai, I want to see Qingcheng." She rushed inside, but Sister Bai stepped aside to block her.

Without a smile, Sister Bai's face seemed even longer. She sized Jiang Xinyue up and down, a hint of arrogance in her eyes. "Miss Jiang, you've come at an inopportune time. Xiao Yi isn't home, so I won't invite you in." With that, she closed the door and went inside.

Jiang Xinyue leaned against the door, waiting from seven to eight-thirty, but there was no sound from the mansion. If Yi Qingcheng were home, he would have left for the company between seven and eight. It seemed he really wasn't home. Jiang Xinyue was a little disappointed. When she stood up, her legs felt as heavy as lead. She forced herself to walk forward; she was going to the Qingcheng Building to find him.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang, Mr. Yi isn't here," the secretary replied politely.

"Where did he go?"

"I'm sorry, that's not convenient to tell you." The secretary's tone carried just the right amount of apology. It seemed she knew about Yi Qingcheng and her relationship, and was very respectful to her. However, this respect was impervious to reason; Jiang Xinyue knew she wouldn't get anything out of her.

She went downstairs and stood guard at the entrance of Qingcheng Group, just like the first time. She remembered the first time she met him, as if it had happened yesterday.

A black sedan slid up, and Jiang Xinyue's eyes lit up. Without thinking, she rushed over.

The sound of brakes rang out, and Pei Sen's first words were a shout at her: "What are you doing?"

"He's in there, isn't he? I need to see him." The driver's seat and the back seat were completely separated, so she couldn't see behind, but she was sure he was in the car. She completely ignored Pei Sen's anger and calmly stated her request.

"I told you President Yi went to New York. Does Miss Jiang have amnesia?" Pei Sen said sarcastically, rolling down the window.

Jiang Xinyue pounded on the glass: "Qingcheng, Qingcheng, I need to see you..." Before she could finish speaking, the car had already slipped through her fingers like an eel and driven directly into the garage, where there was a private passage leading upstairs.

The secretary stared in disbelief as Jiang Xinyue stormed back with a menacing air. Her surprise stemmed from this demeanor, so unlike her usual gentle self. She was about to repeat herself when Jiang Xinyue shoved her aside and stormed into the office. It took

the secretary a moment to recover. Clutching her aching arm, she muttered, "Crazy."

"Bang!" The office door was violently flung open, a first for her. Yi Qingcheng, loosening his tie, paused for a couple of seconds before turning around to see Jiang Xinyue standing by the door, her brows furrowed.

"Why didn't you see me?" Jiang Xinyue blurted out.

Yi Qingcheng looked her up and down. He hadn't seen her clearly through the glass earlier, but now he noticed her dark circles and the weariness on her face. Although her makeup was good, it couldn't hide the truth. His brows furrowed slightly.

"Shouldn't I be the one who's angry? Betrayed by the one I love, then completely disappearing, and now suddenly appearing to question why I didn't see you? Do you think this is acceptable?"

Jiang Xinyue deflated like a punctured balloon, shrinking back suddenly. After a moment of silence, she said, "It was my fault. Punish me if you want, but please let A-Kai go."

Looking at Jiang Xinyue's almost pleading face, Yi Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable. He raised an eyebrow: "Look at you. You can't live without him? What's your stance? Is he your brother or your man?"

"You're right," Jiang Xinyue said firmly. "I can barely survive without you, but I can't live a single day without him."

A surge of intense jealousy pounded in Yi Qingcheng's chest. His eyes turned cold: "Is that so? It seems he's unique in your heart. Is this the beauty of incest?"

Jiang Xinyue's face paled. She didn't explain, only saying, "Let A-Kai go. I'll do anything you want, just don't hurt him."

"Is that so? Then use the same flirtatious energy you had when you dealt with those two boys that day, and serve me until I'm satisfied." He walked over, removing her clothes one by one, then pushed her naked to the desk, making her lie on it like a dog.

His hand pinched her nipple, which quickly hardened from the stimulation. He ruthlessly squeezed and pulled at it, her body trembling under his fingers. Pain is two-sided; it arouses the hidden desire within her to its maximum.

He quickly entered her from behind, thrusting rapidly. Soft moans escaped her lips as she felt his large member forcefully penetrate her cervix, her body reacting strongly to him.

This was the scene that Pei Sen saw when he opened the door and burst in. Jiang Xinyue's snow-white breasts swayed incessantly against her chest, her body swaying precariously from the man's movements. He immediately withdrew, ordering that no one should disturb President Yi.

Jiang Xinyue felt a sense of shame; she knew it was Yi Qingcheng punishing her.

He ejaculated on her face, the viscous liquid sliding down her cheeks. She knelt on the ground, feeling as if she had no bones supporting her.

"Can you let A-Kai go now?" she asked weakly.

"Did I promise anything?" Yi Qingcheng lifted her chin, her face, stained with his semen, both delicate and alluring.

She looked up to meet his gaze, a hint of resentment in her eyes. He was playing word games with her; he hadn't promised anything, and she had misinterpreted his meaning.

"If anything happens to A-Kai, you'll regret it," she said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Oh, really?" Yi Qingcheng chuckled. "Do you think I'd let someone more important to you than me live?"

Jiang Xinyue shuddered. "If anything happens to A-Kai in your care, do you think I'd still be with you?" Yi

Qingcheng scoffed. "I can let him go, but you have to completely sever ties with him, never see him again. Can you do that ?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head. "Never."

Yi Qingcheng's voice turned cold. "Then there's nothing more to say. You can leave." He was certain she wouldn't leave, that she would agree to his demands, and he was determined to sever this twisted relationship for her.

"Yi Qingcheng, you can't hurt him, because he's your son. I can't sever ties with him, because he's also my son," Jiang Xinyue said softly. Actually, she didn't want to say it, because she felt it would be cruel to Yi Qingcheng. If one day he were thrown into prison and faced death, perhaps being unattached would be the most humane thing for him. However, his actions angered her. If she didn't speak up, she might never see Jiang Diaokai normally again.

Chapter 142 The Journey of the Heart

Yi Qingcheng was stunned. He had never experienced such a shock. The powerful lake of his heart, controlled by his extraordinary will, was turbulent because of Jiang Xinyue's words. He realized that he had been living in chaos, and Jiang Xinyue had opened an outlet for him, allowing the torrent of emotions to surge forth.

Jiang Xinyue was unaware of his inner turmoil. She only saw the man before her with tightly pursed lips and an unpredictable expression. She felt a pang of worry, but he bent down and picked her up, helping her dress. He gently wiped the grime from her face with a tissue, his movements so tender—a rare sight of him.

"I'm sorry," he said calmly, but his eyes held a torrent of emotion.

Jiang Xinyue understood. The weight of that apology was immense, containing so many unspoken words. Her eyes welled with tears. He pulled her close, holding her tightly in his arms.

"So it was all true… I always thought she was an angel sent by heaven to save me, never imagining she lived in the world just like me…"

He was only fourteen then, but his heart was a decade older than his actual age, for he had experienced so much. He was like a plant, growing in darkness and decay, his twisted soul dripping with poison, this poison seeping into his roots, blooming into a deadly poppy.

While others at fourteen are still delicate flower buds, growing up under the care of their parents, he could only rely on himself. Amidst the coldness of human relationships and the torment of suffering, he became cunning and calculating. At fourteen, he already knew how to use his looks and body to please his venomous stepmother, transforming her from a woman who constantly beat and verbally abused him into a subservient slave.

He was ashamed of himself, yet equally aware that this was the only path he could take; otherwise, he would never be able to escape his fate. To control him, the woman injected him with marijuana, and each time it flared up, it was when her demands intensified.

He clearly loathed it, yet forced himself to endure it; only through forbearance could his plans progress step by step. But the darkness and corruption were almost suffocating him. He needed sunlight, he needed clean air. This time, he had to escape. He ran away when the woman undressed and moaned, when she said she would give him marijuana if he satisfied her with all his might.

That day, he met his angel, a girl so pure and beautiful that he was amazed that such a pure girl existed in the world. She was like sunshine, rain, and clean air, filling him with longing and even envy. He felt so filthy and corrupt that he would die immediately without the nourishment of sunshine, air, and water. Was she sent by heaven to save him?

He wasn't sure if it was a hallucination, because he experienced all sorts of bizarre visions before his drug addiction kicked in, or if there really was some kind of god, and she was the angel sent by God. He licked his dry lips, his throat already emitting a low, thirsty howl.

He had never longed for a girl so much. He thought all women in the world, except his mother, were impure, and she was the first woman he truly longed for, so much so that he would die if he couldn't have her. He slowly walked towards her, towards that holy little deer…

When he awoke, he found himself lying on a dark street, his arms outstretched, a crescent moon gently sliding down his fingers, swaying on a gleaming platinum chain. This chain easily reminded him of that girl. It was hers, it must be hers, because it looked so much like her, and seemed to carry her scent.

He closed his eyes, recalling her fragrance—so sweet, so pure, enough to be etched in his memory forever. Perhaps he would never truly love another woman again, because no woman could compare to her; she was like a goddess in his heart. Was

she truly an angel sent to save him, or perhaps heaven took pity on him and offered him solace after that illusion? This chain, which had fallen into his hand out of nowhere, was enough to warm his life.

He gently stroked the cool crescent moon mark beneath his fingers, feeling only the roughness of the base. He focused all his attention on his fingertips, gently tracing the mark, and uttered: "New Moon."

That was her name, it must be, because it suited her so perfectly. He suddenly felt that heaven hadn't been too cruel to him. Even if he only had this one chance in his life, he was content. He knew that such a girl didn't exist in the world, and he was luckier than others.

Years later, when he first saw Jiang Xinyue, he felt an inexplicable attraction to her. Her face gave him a long-lost sense of familiarity; she was so much like the woman in his memory. Although he knew she couldn't be her, his heart was somewhat out of his control. He couldn't remember the last time it had beaten so fast.

And when he first learned her name, his heart felt like it had been struck by something, and he believed in fate. It was such a coincidence that there was a woman in the world who looked so much like her. Was it heaven guiding him in secret?

Being attracted to her and eventually falling in love with her was almost expected, but he never thought she was the one he knew, and he couldn't believe they had a sixteen-year-old son.

Chapter 143 The Little Wolf Returns to His Den

"It's all my fault. You must have suffered a lot these years. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Yi Qingcheng asked, stroking Jiang Xinyue's hair.

“I always thought it was a dream, so I never dared to face A-Kai, never dared to face reality. I’ve been deceiving myself for so many years, until I met you and saw the sapphire necklace around your neck. Only then did I realize that you were the one, and I’ve never forgotten you…”

“How could A-Kai do this to you…” Yi Qingcheng hesitated. Now that he knew Jiang Diaokai was his son, his feelings had never been so complicated. He felt guilty and conflicted, jealous and heartbroken. He couldn’t accept the incestuous relationship between Jiang Xinyue and her son Jiang Diaokai and her godson Nangong Ji, but he couldn’t figure it out for the moment.

Jiang Xinyue sighed softly, unable to face Yi Qingcheng’s probing gaze but having no choice but to. She said softly, “I’ve wronged him. I’ve always left him with my parents and never fulfilled my responsibilities as a mother… It’s all my fault now. Don’t blame him. He’s never suffered a day. Please get him out of here quickly, I’m afraid he won’t be able to handle it…” Her tone unconsciously became anxious.

To be honest, Yi Qingcheng was a little jealous, but when he learned about Jiang Diaokai's relationship with him, something inside him seemed to be subtly holding him back. That was his son. He could be jealous of him, but how could he take it seriously against his own son?

He gently patted Jiang Xinyue's shoulder, trying to calm her down: "Don't worry, I'll handle these things. Our son will be fine." He gripped her shoulder tightly. "I want to see him. Have him come to me after he gets out. I want to have a good talk with him." His grip tightened again. Although his face was calm, Jiang Xinyue sensed a hint of tension in him. She had always thought that a man like him was incapable of any negative emotions. She looked up and saw his serious expression. He continued, "From now on, you'll come and live with me. I'll announce to everyone that you're my lover. We'll live a good life, and so will A-Kai."

Back home, Jiang Xinyue kept thinking about Yi Qingcheng's words. He told her, "I'll handle these things." What did "these things" mean? Does it refer to releasing A-Kai, or to the complicated relationship between her, A-Kai, and Nangong Ji? Knowing him as she does, it should encompass both. She couldn't help but worry, because she knew Jiang Diao Kai better; this meeting between father and son wouldn't be warm, which worried her greatly.

The next day, Jiang Diao Kai's return further confirmed Yi Qingcheng's methods. As soon as Jiang Diao Kai entered, Jiang Xinyue ran out.

"A-Kai," she grabbed his hand, "Are you alright? Did they hit you?"

Jiang Diao Kai seemed indifferent, coldly shaking off her hand and looking at her coldly. Jiang Xinyue felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, sensing that Jiang Diao Kai's state was completely off. The young man seemed even colder than before, as if a hidden aura of violence emanated from him.

This Jiang Diao Kai frightened her; it seemed that whatever she said would provoke him.

"Did you beg him to release me?" he asked, glancing at her.

She dared not answer yes or no, because everyone knew what had happened.

"You slept with him?" His voice rose slightly, but it was clear he already thought so, his expression betraying his opinion.

Jiang Xinyue remained silent, perhaps as a form of tacit agreement. Jiang Diaokai snorted, went into his room, and slammed the door shut.

She had wanted to talk to him properly, but in this atmosphere, she couldn't bring herself to speak. It felt like they were back to the past. In truth, if it weren't for the relationship they later had, she would never have known how to interact with him.

She calmed herself down before heading towards Jiang Diaokai's bedroom. Just as she reached the door, she could faintly hear Jiang Diaokai talking on the phone inside.

"...No wonder your old man listens to him, he's always at the mercy of others... You can stand it, but I can't... I'm going to kill him with my own hands, even if it costs me my life. If I die, you have to take care of her... Oh, and get me a gun... Okay, I'll figure it out myself..."

Jiang Xinyue was shocked. She pushed open the door with a bang and shouted, "A-Kai, don't do anything reckless!"

Jiang Diaokai turned his face, his dark eyes still cold, his tall figure pressing down on her: "You were eavesdropping on my phone call?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping, I wanted to talk to you, and I happened to catch you on the phone..." Jiang Xinyue explained, "A-Kai, don't do anything rash, don't be so impulsive..."

Jiang Diaokai didn't listen to her at all. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her onto the bed. Jiang Xinyue screamed, but it was too late. Jiang Diaokai was already on top of her.

"A-Kai, don't do this, listen to me first..." Jiang Xinyue struggled hard, but it was no use. The young man was no longer talking, only focused on his actions. Just like the first time, he tore at her clothes, biting her breasts. He quickly penetrated her body, fiercely possessing her.

As he entered her, her body went limp, giving up all struggle, passively enduring his waves of brutal demands, like rape. The

sturdy bed creaked, as if it were about to fall apart. Finally, the storm subsided, and the boy lay on top of her, pressing heavily on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Get off, it's so heavy," she said weakly. He didn't move, only slightly propping himself up, but desire remained within her, creating a lewd intimacy.

He looked at her, panting, his strong chest damp with sweat against hers, his eyes showing no sign of compromise.

“Don’t hurt him,” Jiang Xinyue said, looking into his eyes. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks. Their position was absurd and lewd, and a sense of fatal helplessness welled up inside her. “Because he… is your biological father.”

Jiang Diaokai’s body stiffened, and she even felt the thing inside her suddenly harden, the sudden change causing her a dull pain. Then he abruptly pulled out, got out of bed, and left. Her body trembled slightly

, and streams of heat gushed out. When she tidied herself up and left the bedroom, she heard the continuous sound of running water from the bathroom. That night, Jiang Diaokai didn’t come out for dinner and refused to communicate with her, and this continued for several days.

“He said he wanted to see you.”

“He wanted to have a good talk with you.” Every time, Jiang Xinyue would press him.

“Bang!” The only answer she received was the sound of the door slamming shut, and he locked himself back in his room.

Chapter 144: The Sound and Color

Dance Floor on the Phone, Loud Music, and a Chaotic Frenzy. The most eye-catching among them was Jiang Diaokai. He was handsome, cool, dressed in a unique style, and danced rebelliously. He was surrounded by the most girls, each trying their best to follow in his footsteps and flirt with him.

Not far away, Bao Xiaoyue watched Jiang Diaokai on the dance floor, her eyes shining.

"Kai has been acting really strange these past few days. What happened? But I have to admit, he's so cool it's maddening."

"There's something wrong, definitely something wrong." Gao Zhao made a shooting gesture towards Jiang Diaokai.

"Young Master Nangong is under house arrest, and Boss is like this. Could something have happened to Sister?" Bao Dalong guessed.

“A woman cheating on her husband.” Gao Zhao clapped his hands and pointed with his fingers.

“Bullshit.” Bao Xiaoyue glared at Gao Zhao and cursed, “I’m the one who’s cheating, look at all those swarms of suitors around Kai. Am I blind? I have two top-notch men around me and I still want to cheat? If she’s cheating, I’ll die.”

“Damn it, I think you need a beating.” Gao Zhao pointed at Bao Xiaoyue and cursed as well. He gave Bao Dalong a look, and the two of them picked up Bao Xiaoyue. Bao Xiaoyue screamed and cursed, but her struggles were harmless. The two tall and strong boys carried her to a private room.

The music on the dance floor continued, and Jiang Diaokai danced very freely. He was oblivious to everyone around him, just venting some kind of emotion. But the more he was like this, the more he exuded a special charm.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xinyue was pacing anxiously in the small room. It was very late, and Jiang Diaokai hadn’t returned. She dialed his phone again and again, but no one answered. Finally, she found Bao Dalong’s phone number.

Extremely lewd sounds emanated from the private room of Huayu. Naked Bao Xiaoyue was squeezed between two tall, muscular boys, who were cursing and swearing while their bodies were launching a primal assault.

"Ah...ya...you want to kill me...ah...you bastards, you're killing me..." Bao Xiaoyue moaned half-jokingly, "Hey...the phone..."

"You slut, you still have the energy to answer the phone? Looks like Lao Bao and I haven't given you enough. We'll kill you..."

"Ah...ah..."

What's going on? Why isn't anyone answering her phone? Could something have happened...? Jiang Xinyue started to have wild thoughts. She couldn't sit still any longer; it seemed she had to go to Huayu. She had just changed her clothes when her phone rang. She quickly grabbed it and said "hello. "

Then she realized she'd grabbed the wrong phone; it was the private line Jiang Cheng had given her.

"Captain Jiang." Jiang Xinyue's heart pounded when she received Jiang Cheng's call. She knew Jiang Cheng never came without a reason.

“Xinyue, we just received an inside message,” Jiang Cheng said bluntly. “Another large batch of drugs is about to leak from the Qingcheng Group. This time, the quantity is much larger than last time. If we don’t stop it in time, we don’t know how many people will be harmed, or how many families will be torn apart. This might happen tomorrow, or it might happen the day after. Xinyue, I don’t know what’s happened to you, but I believe you will make the right decision. I’m waiting for your call.”

Before she could say anything, the call was already disconnected. Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes, unaware that she was gripping the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white, her face filled with pain.

Her heart was in constant turmoil, torn between the person she loved most and her conscience and justice. She had to make a choice, and before she could make that choice, her heart was already bleeding.

No matter what, she had to find Jiang Diaokai first and persuade him to see her one last time.

Jiang Diaokai's movements were wild and unrestrained, exuding coolness in every gesture. Even though she disliked the intense and noisy music, she couldn't help but be captivated by his body language. He noticed her, his dark eyes looking at her with the arrogance of a snow-capped mountain, the coldness of the deep sea, and a hint of mockery.

He kept staring at her, his body moving, his movements becoming even more seductive. He began to coordinate with the other girls, even engaging in some inappropriate intimate actions, their faces pressed together, their bodies twisting, or their sensitive areas rubbing against each other in ambiguous ways. A faint, disordered breathing seemed to float in the music.

Jiang Xinyue couldn't bear it any longer and turned to leave, but was immediately grabbed by a pair of large hands. Jiang Diaokai dragged her into a private room.

"Are you jealous?" He still held her wrist, his face rebellious and unruly.

"I'm not." She struggled, but couldn't shake him off.

"You are. You are jealous of me." Jiang Diaokai's tone was cold and arrogant.

"Think what you want," Jiang Xinyue sighed. "Come home with me. Don't fool around here so late."

"Fool around?" Jiang Diaokai's expression was exaggerated, his voice strange. "Why does he sound like a wronged woman?"

Jiang Xinyue let out a long breath, calming herself. "Stop it. Go see him tomorrow..."

"Don't mention him to me!" Jiang Diaokai's outburst silenced Jiang Xinyue. She stared blankly at him, not expecting such a strong reaction.

Just then, Jiang Diaokai's phone rang in his pocket, easing the tense atmosphere. He gestured to her with his index finger as a warning before answering the call. After a few words, he handed the phone to her.

“It’s Ji on the phone.”

Jiang Xinyue picked up the phone and said, “Ji, are you alright?”

“What’s wrong?” Nangong Ji’s voice was still gentle. “I just miss you so much, I’m dying to think about you. I feel like I’m becoming more and more like a ‘resentful woman’ because ever since Grandpa put me under house arrest, you’ve ignored me completely. Maybe you’re even secretly glad that Grandpa did that?”

“Hmm…why would you say that?” Jiang Xinyue was a little speechless. She turned her head and saw Jiang Diaokai staring at her, so she quickly looked away.

“Have you thought about me?” Nangong Ji asked.

Jiang Xinyue was silent. She hadn’t worried about Nangong Ji because she knew he wouldn’t be in danger, and she did feel a sense of relief during his absence. However, she admitted that she did have some inexplicable feelings for him, and if he were in danger, she would worry about him.

“Xinyue, your behavior has hurt me deeply. But it doesn’t matter how you treat me, I’ve already decided on you, and I won’t give up no matter what. I miss you so much, I want to hold you, I want…”

Jiang Xinyue blushed, and Jiang Diaokai took the phone: “If you miss her, don’t hang up. I can’t do anything else, but at least let you have a good ear.” He then looked at Jiang Xinyue provocatively.

Jiang Xinyue was startled, but Jiang Diaokai had already moved closer and pressed the speakerphone button.

Nangong Ji lay on the bed, listening to Jiang Xinyue’s small struggles and resistance, as well as Jiang Diaokai’s bold voice. He knew that Jiang Diaokai, like him, loved to suckle her breasts, and the ambiguous smacking sounds echoed in his ears. He felt his blood boiling, his heart felt like it was being constantly gripped, and the image of Jiang Xinyue naked clearly appeared before his eyes.

“Xinyue, Xinyue…” Nangong Ji’s seductive calls and low breaths came from the phone.

"Did you hear that? Ji is calling you." Jiang Diaokai lifted her onto the coffee table, pressing her legs against his chest. He cupped her breasts in his hands, kneading them as he slowly entered her.

"Ah Kai... ah..." Jiang Xinyue's moans reached Nangong Ji's ears on the other end of the phone. The rapid sounds of lust were clearly audible, mixed with Jiang Xinyue's groans. He could imagine how Jiang Diaokai would press her down on the table in the private room, how he would pleasurefully play with her body. His hand slowly moved downwards, masturbating to the lewd sounds.

Chapter 145 Let the Body Sink.

The sound of a young man groaning came from the phone. He called her "baby," urging her to scream loudly for him, and even mocked Jiang Diaokai for not being enthusiastic enough. But Jiang Xinyue felt completely different; she felt like she was about to burst from Jiang Diaokai's embrace.

She tried to dial her phone, but Jiang Diaokai grabbed her hand and pressed it above her head. His body pressed against hers, using only his hands to create a fifteen-degree angle between them. Seemingly stimulated by Nangong Ji's earlier actions, and needing an outlet for his emotions, Jiang Diaokai launched a frenzied assault. Each time, he thrust in rapidly before fully withdrawing, their positions pressed tightly together, making the sounds of their intercourse even louder and more lewd.

The incessant sounds of their union excited Nangong Ji, and as Jiang Diaokai reached his climax, semen flowed from the tip of his penis.

As the embers of the climax slowly dissipated, Jiang Xinyue felt limp and powerless, letting Jiang Diaokai hold her close, their faces pressed together, limbs intertwined. He refused to withdraw from her body; he knew she didn't like this, but deliberately placed his large hand on her buttocks, pressing it against his groin, savoring the intimate feeling of being one.

"Akai, there's something I haven't told you. The 'Net Within a Net' that Zheng Yihang asked you to crack was actually commissioned by me. I asked him for help because I was afraid you'd suspect me," Jiang Xinyue's voice was soft and weak, filled with a faint sadness. She didn't look at Jiang Diaokai's face, but she knew he was aroused, because it had revived within her, forcefully filling every gap in her being.

"You knew he was a major drug lord, yet you upheld your professional ethics. He framed you and sent you to prison, but you risked everything to confront him instead of using the information you had to kill him. Ah Kai, you're a good man. Actually, you're a lot like him in some ways… He doesn't know that I approached him with the intention of bringing him down from the start. Although I love him very much, Captain Jiang told me that another large batch of drugs is about to leak out, and if I don't hand over the information I have immediately, many people will be harmed… Ah Kai, what do you think I should do? Should I hand over the information about the 'Net Within a Net'

to Captain Jiang?" Their eyes met. Jiang Diaokai's eyes were unfathomable; she couldn't guess what he was thinking. In his eyes, her eyes were full of tears, like a fragile piece of glass, ready to shatter at the slightest touch. He had never seen her so pained, so confused, so helpless.

She asked him what to do. If she weren't so lost, she would know she had asked the last person she should have. That man was, to him, a rival in love, an enemy, and a complete stranger, yet not entirely, for his blood flowed in his veins, his genes were ingrained.

He hated him… The former “him” was abstract, but the current “him” had become a tangible person. Hate was such a complex and tangled word; only he understood his own hatred, for no one understood the losses, regrets, and emotional journey his sixteen-year-old life had endured.

“Whatever,” he said casually, his tone still cold and arrogant. “I don’t care about anyone else, I only want you, I only love you.” He kissed her lips, fiercely biting and sucking at them. Her tears flowed into her mouth, and both tasted bitterness. When the heart is at its wit’s end, in extreme pain, perhaps madness is a bodily instinct, and succumbing is the best catharsis.

The soul is squeezed into a corner, and only animal instincts revel in it. Jiang Xinyue clung to Jiang Diaokai's neck, the two of them biting and nibbling at each other like small animals. Jiang Diaokai lifted her up, thrusting wildly into her body. She responded, meeting his blade, plunging in more thoroughly, more painfully, more excitedly.

On the other end of the phone, Nangong Ji had completely lost his earlier excitement. Now, all he heard was the sound of two wounded beasts mating, lewd yet terrifying. He turned off his phone, crossed his arms, and stared at the ceiling.

He hadn't expected the relationships to be so complicated. Yi Qingcheng was his godfather, yet he was actually Jiang Diaokai's biological father. Would Jiang Xinyue really betray her own family? From the perspective of rivals, it would certainly be satisfying, but it wasn't that simple. Yi Qingcheng had watched him grow up; in some ways, he was even closer to him than Lin Nan. And Jiang Diaokai had his blood flowing in his veins; father and son were innate. Could Jiang Diaokai truly accept this? Jiang Xinyue, after doing all this, could she still find happiness...?

The next day, Jiang Xinyue received another call from Yi Qingcheng. He said he missed her and wanted her to come see him immediately. He also suggested that she continue working as his personal assistant, and that there was no rush with Jiang Diaokai; she could slowly work on the boy's affairs. Jiang Xinyue agreed to everything, telling him to wait for her at home, and that she would come right away.

This day felt surreal and unreal to her. She didn't know how she walked into the police station, nor did she remember how she handed over the important documents to Captain Jiang. Captain Jiang held her hand, his mouth moving, and she heard him say something, but she didn't understand what he meant at all.

"Xinyue, you're truly remarkable! Once the case is closed, I will definitely report to the leadership and award you a major commendation," Jiang Cheng said excitedly.

She didn't remember what she said. She turned and walked out, wondering if the police had already broken into Half Moon Bay, just like the day she saw Akai arrested. She couldn't imagine that a man like Yi Qingcheng would succumb to someone else's force. Stepping outside, the sunlight was so dazzling that the intense beams made her close her eyes, and then she felt her body float away.

"New Moon!" Jiang Cheng shouted, catching her as she fell.

When Jiang Diao and the others entered Flower Rain, they noticed every waiter's face was gleaming with excitement; they were constantly whispering among themselves, as if some major news was circulating.

"Old Bao, what's going on? Why are these bastards acting so suspiciously today?" Gao Zhao was always blunt. Boss Bao hurriedly stepped forward, ignoring his son Bao Dalong right in front of him, and said obsequiously, "Young masters, you don't know yet, do you? Yi Qingcheng, the big boss of Qingcheng Group, was arrested by the police this morning."

"Ah?" Bao Dalong was also surprised. In his mind, Yi Qingcheng was a top-tier figure. "Who would dare arrest him? What did he do?"

Boss Bao lowered his voice, as if he were revealing some unspeakable secret: "The newspapers didn't say anything, just that it's still under investigation. That's all nonsense. If he didn't do anything, would the police dare arrest him? Yi Qingcheng could turn the Yangtze River upside down with a single finger. An investigation, indeed! It's just to scare us ordinary folks… Hey, Young Master Jiang…"

Boss Bao's plump body stumbled, and Jiang Diaokai suddenly pushed him aside and rushed out.

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Bonus Chapter: Crescent Moon Like an Eyebrow 3

She was as shy and awkward as a little rabbit. When I took off her clothes and saw her slightly panicked eyes, I felt a sense of guilt, because she was so pure. My fingers caressed her smooth, delicate skin, almost addicted, and I lowered my head to kiss her full, beautiful breasts.

Her taste was just like sweet berries. No woman had ever attracted me so fatally from the inside out. Facing the girl I deeply loved, I showed another side of myself, and my passion really frightened her.

As I slowly entered her, her body trembled violently. She was so tense and stiff, but my heart was satisfied. I admit I have the common male psychology; I longed for her to be mine inside and out. Her sweet body had never been touched by any other man. She was my girl, completely mine.

She was so tender, so tight, so warm, so moist, so soft… I wanted her to know my magnificence and dominance. I longed to fill her with my hardness, to become one with her, to dance with her spirit and flesh.

That night, I experienced the most beautiful sex of my life. She was so beautiful, giving me a surge of pleasure. At the moment of climax, I felt as if I had flown to the clouds. Her shyness, her gentleness, her innocence satisfied my desire to conquer.

But deep down, a question and a regret remained. When I entered her, she did feel tight and wonderful, and her purity and her reactions made me believe I was her first man. But when I fully entered her, I was disappointed; she wasn't a virgin.

Disappointment was just a gap in my heart, but I truly loved her. I would accept everything about her and wouldn't ask about her past. As long as she belonged only to me from now on, that was enough.

Crescent Moon felt like a blank sheet of paper to me. I always thought I was her first love, and I even tested her. Her answer was just as I expected; her emotional experiences were as simple as she was.

I've wondered what she'd been through before, why such a pure and innocent girl wasn't a virgin, and to whom she'd lost her virginity.

But it was just a thought; having her by my side was enough. Although I loved her, we weren't overly clingy. I controlled my emotions, giving her enough space and freedom. I was afraid too much passion would scare her away, so our relationship always maintained a moderate pace.

I was content with the three years we were together; our relationship developed smoothly. I thought nothing would change; soon I would propose, and she would become my wife. Then I wouldn't let her suffer anymore; I would give her the best life and make her the happiest woman.

Until Jiang Diao came to City A to study, I didn't sense any danger, still living in my imagined happiness, unaware that Xinyue was slowly drifting further and further away.

I fell in love with her because of her uniqueness. She was so comforting and gentle, yet she had her own little stubbornness and principles. She was never worldly-wise; in this complex society, she retained her true nature. But precisely because of this, we constantly clashed at work. All the admirable qualities I loved about her became the source of these conflicts. I was tormented by this and wanted her to quit, but I knew in my heart that she wasn't the kind of woman who relied on a man. I loved her independence and strength.

As time went by, the disagreements at work slowly became obstacles in our relationship, but I didn't pay much attention to them because I felt that as long as I loved her deeply, there wouldn't be any problems. I never expected Xinyue to use this as a cover for breaking up, and on the day of the breakup, I witnessed something I couldn't accept…

I had never considered Akai a rival, because he was her younger brother, more than ten years younger than her, with an undeniable blood relationship. I never dreamed that something so shocking and unacceptable would happen to Xinyue. That day, in the company restroom, I saw her having sex with her own brother… Judging from her expression, it definitely wasn't their first time. Even now, I still find it hard to accept that scene. How could Xinyue do such a thing? How could she accept being so intimate with her own brother? It was unethical, something that would earn her scorn and be condemned by the world.

From that moment on, I knew we could never be together again. She could never accept me, and I didn't know how to face her. Yet, I still loved her so deeply. I could only bury myself in work, letting the longing and pain erode my heart.

Until Dongdong told me he had fallen in love with a woman, and he wanted to marry her, but he mentioned Xinyue's name. He told me how he had schemed and plotted to get close to her. I admit I felt guilty towards Dongdong. I hadn't given him a complete family. Being abandoned by his mother was a hidden scar in Dongdong's heart, but he didn't hesitate to tear it open, just to gain Xinyue's pity and make her feel a kind of maternal affection for him. He even photoshopped a picture of Xinyue, telling her it was his mother when she was young. This made Xinyue trust him even more and feel even more sorry for him… That day I hit Dongdong. I never expected my son to be so scheming towards a woman, but I felt even more pain. What did Dongdong do wrong? He just fell in love with a woman, and just because that woman was Xinyue, did I have the right to object? What's wrong with his scheming? He just wanted to get the woman he deeply loved, and he didn't inherit my cowardice. He must have known about Akai and Xinyue's relationship long ago, but he didn't back down. Perhaps this world is inherently crazy, and I can only cower in my own tragedy and suffer.

I felt a sense of destined helplessness, and I understood Xinyue's pain and struggle in the face of her predetermined fate. She was destined not to be an ordinary girl, and she was destined not to belong to a man like me.

Later, I learned about everything about her: A-Kai's identity, the coercion of the ritual, and her past and present lives with Yi Qingcheng. She was getting further and further away from me. She was living a life completely different from ordinary people. She was destined to be different from others, a life I couldn't accept, but I understood her and still loved her deeply.

I think I'm very lucky. I once received her love and everything about her, and I spent two wonderful years with her. Those little moments with her will become the most precious memories of my life.

Chapter 146: Two Years of Chastity

Jiang Diaokai hailed a taxi and rushed home. Only after getting in the car did he remember to call Jiang Xinyue's cell phone. No one answered the first time, but a man answered the second time. Jiang Diaokai's heart sank. His first question was: Where is my sister? Jiang Cheng told him that Jiang Xinyue was in the hospital.

Jiang Cheng gave Jiang Diaokai a few instructions before leaving in a hurry. There were important things waiting for him at the bureau. The hospital room was a private room, but simply decorated, all white. The white sheets made Jiang Xinyue's face appear even more pale. An IV drip was attached to her slender wrist. Jiang Diaokai watched her quietly for a while, his eyes slightly red.

He sat down, took her hand in his, and pressed it to his lips. Her hand was burning hot; her fever hadn't subsided. He stayed with her quietly like that, feeling that their hearts had never been so connected before.

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open. Jiang Diaokai turned his head and saw Nangong Ji's anxious face.

Jiang Xinyue had been ill on and off for a week, her fever rising and falling, constantly recurring, and she was also delirious, occasionally calling out Yi Qingcheng's name. Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji had stayed by her side the whole time.

A week later, her condition improved, though she was still weak, but she was able to go home to recuperate. The two teenagers displayed an unusual maturity. Nangong Ji prepared a variety of delicious meals for Jiang Xinyue, while Jiang Diaokai remained silent about Yi Qingcheng. Sometimes, Jiang Xinyue would burst into tears while eating, unable to control her emotions. At these times, Jiang Diaokai would hold her in his arms, and Nangong Ji would gently comfort her.

Everything concerning Yi Qingcheng became a taboo topic. They stopped using the internet and reading newspapers. However, one time Jiang Xinyue said she was bored, so they let her watch TV for a while. Unexpectedly, news of Yi Qingcheng appeared on the financial news, and Jiang Xinyue immediately lost control of her emotions. She cried incessantly, blaming herself.

"It's my fault, it's my fault he's like this..."

Jiang Diaokai held her tightly. He believed that no one understood her feelings better than him at that moment. He had never even met that man, but when he heard the news of his arrest, his heart sank. He kept telling himself that he was someone who had nothing to do with him, but it was no use.

After that, they rarely even turned on the TV. They would tell jokes to cheer her up, and drive her around. They did everything they could to protect and take care of her. Although Jiang Xinyue was depressed, she felt their kindness in every little way.

One morning a month later, Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji woke up to find Jiang Xinyue missing from their bed. They rushed out of the bedroom without even putting on their shoes. When they saw a table full of dishes and Jiang Xinyue busy in the kitchen, they were overjoyed.

Nangong Ji walked over and took her shoulder, saying gently, "Go sit down, I'll cook."

Jiang Diaokai also said with dissatisfaction, "Who told you to get up so early? Go back to sleep."

Jiang Xinyue's face was calm, with a faint smile on her lips: "You still treat me like a patient? I'm all better now. You've worked so hard for over a month, it's only right that I cook a meal to reward you. You're going to school tomorrow, if I let you miss any more classes I'd feel like a sinner."

"Don't say that, taking care of you is our pleasure, it's what we should do." Nangong Ji said, looking tenderly into Jiang Xinyue's eyes.

"Cooking so many dishes, do you think Ji and I are pigs?" Jiang Diaokai's words made Jiang Xinyue laugh, but when she saw their bare feet, the smile on her lips disappeared, and her eyes became a little wet. She turned her head and told them to go put on their shoes.

At the dining table, the atmosphere was very warm. The three of them didn't say much, but they felt that this scene was more harmonious than ever before.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Xinyue said softly, "Thank you for taking such good care of me all this time. I feel... not everyone could do that..." Her voice choked, but she tried hard to control her emotions. "Actually, I accepted this relationship a long time ago, especially after this incident. But... he went to jail because of me. He loved me so much, and yet... Although I don't regret it, I feel I should do something for him. Even without formal proof, in my heart I am already his wife... I will collect his ashes and keep them safe... If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have ended up like this. I can't bring myself to send him to prison or even after his sentencing, to act the same as before... So I want to remain celibate for him for two years. These two years will be my atonement for him... After two years, I will accept you... okay?" She looked at Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji with tears in her eyes.

The two young men exchanged a glance, and Nangong Ji smiled bitterly: "It's difficult, but I respect you, and I agree."

"I can wait, and I agree too," Jiang Diaokai said decisively.

Jiang Xinyue nodded, tears welling in her eyes, "Eat quickly, the food will get cold."

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji both put food from their chopsticks into her bowl first. Jiang Xinyue didn't eat, but she also put their favorite dishes into their bowls. The three of them looked at each other and smiled softly.

Chapter 147 The Finale

"Miss Jiang, Mr. Yi wants to see you." Pei Sen's voice on the phone sounded as cold as ever. He didn't mince words and went straight to the point.

Hearing Pei Sen's voice again, Jiang Xinyue was overwhelmed with emotions. All her feelings surged up like a tidal wave. Yi Qingcheng wanted to see her... In her eyes, it was almost a fantasy. She had deceived him, betrayed their relationship, and was the "culprit" who sent him to the guillotine. He actually wanted to see her. She bit her lip hard. It hurt. This wasn't a dream.

"May I think about it?" Her voice trembled slightly under the influence of her emotions. After a few seconds of silence, the other party replied briefly, "Please give me an answer tonight."

She knew why Pei Sen was silent; he had disliked her from the beginning and had many suspicions about her, but it turned out that Pei Sen was right. He was only tolerating her because of Yi Qingcheng. In reality, she wasn't really considering it; of course she wanted to see him, even if he didn't "summon" her, she would still go to see him one last time without hesitation. She thought Jiang Diaokai should know about this; he had the right to know.

When she said that Yi Qingcheng wanted to see her, both boys fell silent, especially Jiang Diaokai, who began to make some small, irritable movements. Jiang Xinyue saw this and began to understand why Jiang Diaokai had become this awkward person.

"What do you think?" Nangong Ji asked.

"I want to see him," she answered honestly.

"Go ahead, maybe this is the last time you see your godfather." Nangong Ji gently squeezed her shoulder. For some reason, Nangong Ji's last sentence made the atmosphere particularly oppressive and heavy. She turned to look at Jiang Diaokai, who also stopped.

"Let's go see him," he said.

"Okay," Jiang Xinyue replied, swallowing hard the sob in her throat.

Everything had been arranged beforehand. When the guard politely let Jiang Xinyue in, she softly asked Jiang Diaokai if he should go see Yi Qingcheng if he wanted to. Jiang Diaokai was silent for a moment, then nodded. This was the most he could do, and Jiang Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief.

The room was small and simple. Opposite the table Jiang Xinyue sat at was a chair. Her palms were sweaty; she felt uneasy. The door opened, and she immediately turned. Yi Qingcheng walked in; the door behind him was locked.

He hadn't changed at all. Although he wore an unsightly labor camp uniform, it couldn't hide his unique charisma. He sat down opposite her, his eyes never leaving her face. A slight smile played on his lips, his entire face radiating warmth.

Seeing that confident smile and that long-lost grin, she felt an urge to cry. How could a woman not fall head over heels for such a man? Even though he had committed heinous crimes, he could still remain so composed in a life-or-death situation.

"Why did you still want to see me? Don't you hate me?" She lowered her head, avoiding his face.

"I don't hate you..." His voice was steady and deep, like a gentle spring breeze. "How could I hate you? I love you, I love you to the core. Don't you understand now?"

He reached out and gently cupped Jiang Xinyue's face in his hands. Her bright, crescent-moon-like eyes were already wet with tears.

"Don't cry. In my heart, you've always been a strong girl."

How could she not cry? Gazing at his face, tears welled up again.

"I shouldn't have lied to you. If you had known my identity from the beginning, you wouldn't have..."

"Actually, I knew your identity a long time ago." A faint smile appeared on Yi Qingcheng's lips. Jiang Xinyue's eyes widened, staring at him in disbelief. She had almost forgotten that she had been crying just a moment ago.

"You knew all along? When?"

"About Amy, I asked you to ask Captain Jiang for help."

Jiang Xinyue frowned, trying to recall, "But I didn't give anything away that day."

"You did perform perfectly, but you were too perfect. It felt more like a performance to me. I started to suspect you from then on, until my computer showed that someone had logged in and stolen my data. That's when I was completely certain of your identity."

"Why did you keep me alive? You should know the consequences of condoning evil..."

"Because I love you, and I have enough confidence that you love me deeply too. That love is enough for you to give up everything and choose to stand with me. However, it seems I've lost now. But I love you even more, because I didn't love the wrong person, and I believe you still love me deeply. Whether in life or death, I am your only love. I have that kind of confidence."

"I love you," Jiang Xinyue said in spoken language. Yi Qingcheng stood up and gently pulled her into his arms. Jiang Xinyue hugged him tightly.

"I don't understand. You're so outstanding, why do you have to manufacture and traffic drugs..."

"You don't know the dark environment I lived in as a child. My life was completely trampled and manipulated by others. When I finally broke free from all the evil, I only had one thought in my mind, and I couldn't control its rampant growth: to control others. And drugs were the most effective tool for manipulating other people's lives... In this twisted, insane desire, my broken heart found temporary comfort and satisfaction until I met you. Only then did I want to withdraw from this sinful game. If you had acted any later, I would have destroyed the huge amount of drugs, washed away all the sins, and lived a clean and honest life in the sunlight, because only then would I be worthy of you. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time..."

"I'm sorry..." Jiang Xinyue hugged his waist tightly. Morally, she knew she shouldn't say these things, but now she was just an ordinary woman deeply in love with this man.

"Promise me, if I get out, marry me. You, me, and A-Kai, the three of us will never be separated again."

"Okay." She buried her face in his chest, tears soaking his clothes. They both knew this was just a beautiful fantasy.

The door opened, and the guard came in: "Sorry, visiting hours are over."

Yi Qingcheng wiped away her tears: "Don't cry, be a strong girl, wait for me."

Jiang Xinyue nodded, watching him being taken away by the guard, her heart aching. Waiting for him, she feared she would never see him again in this life…

When Jiang Xinyue walked out, she was calm. She remembered Yi Qingcheng's words; he told her to be a strong girl.

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji approached. Nangong Ji asked her with concern, "Are you alright?" She said she was fine. Jiang Diaokai, however, said, "Didn't he say he wanted to see me?" Jiang Xinyue shook her head. A hint of disappointment flashed across Jiang Diaokai's face. He turned away to hide it and said loudly, "Let's go.

" A month later, in the Huayu private room, Jiang Diaokai drank alone, oblivious to the noise in the room. Bao Xiaoyue asked Nangong Ji softly, "Ji, what's wrong with Kai lately? He always seems unhappy."

Nangong Ji shrugged, "Is it that obvious?"

"Didn't you guys notice?" Bao Xiaoyue pouted.

Gao Zhao cursed under his breath as he flipped through the newly delivered newspaper: "Sentenced to three months for tax evasion? This guy surnamed Yi is no ordinary person. I admire people like him the most. Three months in prison is like a clean slate.

He'll still be all-powerful when he comes out." Jiang Diaokai grabbed the newspaper, quickly scanned it, jumped up from his seat, and rushed out of the private room.

Before anyone could figure out what was going on, Nangong Ji also ran out.

Nangong Ji honked the horn a few times and parked the car next to Jiang Diaokai: "Hey, get in, let's go back together." Jiang Diaokai got in without a word, clutching the newspaper tightly and closing his eyes, pretending to sleep.

"You still care about him, don't you?" Nangong Ji glanced at Jiang Diaokai.

"I don't. I just want her to know that she's had enough of his half-dead state."

"Hmph, stubborn." Nangong Ji chuckled. "Actually, I don't want my godfather to die either."

Jiang Xinyue greedily looked at every word about Yi Qingcheng in the newspaper. Even after finishing, she still couldn't believe it.

“How is this possible… only three months? How did he do it? Impossible…”

“Why is it impossible?” Nangong Ji said, “I’ve already called Uncle Pei, and he confirmed it’s true. Qingcheng Group has been completely transformed. The drugs worth hundreds of millions and the underground factory have all been burned to the ground. That drug lord is no more. Uncle Pei is now acting as my godfather’s agent. After my godfather is released from prison, everything will be back on track. From now on, Qingcheng Group will be on a golden road, and we won’t be afraid of anyone investigating us anymore. When I made the call, A-Kai was there too. You can ask him if you don’t believe me.”

“Really?” Jiang Xinyue turned to Jiang Diaokai, still doubtful.

“Yes.” Jiang Diaokai nodded.

Jiang Xinyue covered her mouth with her hands, bursting into tears of joy. Jiang Diaokai went over and pulled her head into his arms.

“Don’t cry.” His voice sounded just like Yi Qingcheng’s.

Three months later—

Jiang Xinyue stood at the prison gate, with Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji behind her. All three of them craned their necks to look at the prison gate, their faces filled with both anxiety and anticipation. Standing opposite them was the prison guard led by Pei Sen; it was estimated that all the middle-level managers of the Qingcheng Group were present, each with a pious expression.

Finally, the prison gates slowly opened, and a handsome man walked out. He possessed an undeniable, extraordinary aura, making one wonder if he had just stepped through the gates of a place called "prison." He waved to his excited subordinates, then turned to Jiang Xinyue. Their eyes met in the air for a long time before he strode towards her, and she ran towards him.

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Volume 1 Desire High School

001 Mature Woman Comes to the Door

On the day of the college entrance examination, Chen Gong unexpectedly underperformed, failing to get into university. However, Chen Gong's underperformance was severe; he didn't even reach the score required for a junior college, let alone an undergraduate program, which greatly frustrated him. As a second-generation poor student, his family hoped that Chen Gong could get into university and change his fate. However, Chen Gong's failure caused his family to lose hope in him.

Deeply disappointed, Chen Gong left his hometown, renting a place to live, hoping to find work. To his surprise, finding a job was incredibly difficult. Most of the summer vacation passed, and Chen Gong remained idle, drifting through life aimlessly. Fortunately, before leaving home, his father had given him some money, enough to barely survive.

The August weather was exceptionally hot. Chen Gong stayed in his rented room, passing the time by watching television. But he wasn't watching ordinary dramas; he was watching Japanese adult films. Ever since one night during his senior year of high school, when, encouraged by a classmate, he accidentally came across Japanese adult films in an internet cafe, Chen Gong had been deeply attracted, almost to the point of addiction.

He turned on the television, inserted a VCD into the player, and waited excitedly for the passionate scenes to begin. Chen Gong had bought this VCD from a sleazy street vendor for ten yuan, gritting his teeth.

Soon, after a line of unique Japanese text flashed on the screen, the scene

Chen Gong had been anticipating appeared. First, he saw a clean and bright house, followed by a knock on the door. Then, the female lead made her entrance. Like the romantic comedies he'd seen before, she was as alluring and seductive as ever, with a delicate face, sexy red lips, and wearing a low-cut white nightgown that revealed her large, alluring breasts. She swayed her hips to the door, opened it, and saw a sleazy-looking man standing there.

At this point, Chen Gong stared intently at the screen, ready to get to the main event.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Just at this crucial moment, there was another knock on the door, and Chen Gong felt incredibly annoyed.

This delivery guy was so annoying; of all times, he had to come now.

Chen Gong, unwilling to be interrupted, muttered irritably, "Nobody's home!"

"Since nobody's home, I'll be leaving then,"

a woman's voice came from outside the door. It was alluring and sweet, a coquettish tone.

Chen Gong was startled, his eyebrows raised, and he muttered to himself, "A woman?"

Since renting the apartment, apart from delivery drivers, no one had ever visited him, let alone a woman. Chen Gong wondered if the delivery driver was a woman.

Hearing the soft footsteps, it seemed she was really leaving. A surge of anxiety rose within Chen Gong, and he quickly called out, "Don't go! I'm home!"

He rushed towards the door.

Opening it, Chen Gong's eyes lit up. A neatly dressed woman stood before him, her heavily made-up face bearing a faint smile.

Beneath the deep V-neck, her unfathomable cleavage was on full display. The red mini-dress accentuated her alluring curves, especially the black belt cinching her waist, which made her waist appear even more slender.

A mature woman! Chen Gong couldn't help but swallow, staring intently at the woman before him.

The woman's eyes were like water, exuding charm, and she said with a smile, "What, aren't you going to invite me in?"

"But, I don't know you!"

Chen Gong was taken aback upon hearing this.

This alluring woman reminded Chen Gong of certain adult websites that offered part-time home visits. He also remembered once, out of curiosity, ordering a service involving a married woman. Could it be...?

"It's alright, I know you."

While Chen Gong was lost in thought, the alluring woman had already entered the house, her eyes darting around, glancing around before finally settling on the flickering television screen.

The alluring woman turned her head to look at Chen Gong, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said, "Looks like you really have a need, huh? You're so bored watching porn all alone in your room!"

After speaking, the alluring woman wore a playful expression.

Chen Gong's face flushed instantly, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly into her eyes.

The alluring woman giggled and slowly walked towards Chen Gong.

Instantly, a fragrant scent wafted into Chen Gong's nostrils.

The alluring woman reached out a finger, hooked Chen Gong's chin, and brought her face close to his cheek, breathing softly, "I can satisfy your needs."

002 Erotic Mission

"Is it really true?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Gong was incredibly excited, immediately feeling a certain part of his body subtly swell.

However, Chen Gong still harbored deep wariness.

After all, the sudden appearance of this alluring woman was truly unbelievable.

Something unusual must be going on.

Especially the alluring woman staring at a certain sensitive area of Chen Gong, with a condescending air, made Chen Gong subconsciously shrink back, one hand quietly covering his sensitive area.

"Hahaha, just as I expected, you really are still a virgin."

The alluring woman laughed heartily at Chen Gong's appearance, saying with a smile, "It's really hard to believe that virgins still exist in this world. Choosing you was definitely a good decision."

Chen Gong was somewhat confused by the alluring woman's words.

He pouted and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Didn't you say you would satisfy my needs?"

"That's right, I can indeed satisfy your needs."

The alluring woman smiled slightly, and as if by magic, produced an LV bag, reached inside, pulled out a document, and handed it to Chen Gong.

Chen Gong frowned and asked, "What is this?"

The alluring woman smiled and said, "Of course, it's something that can satisfy your needs."

"A piece of paper can satisfy my needs?"

Chen Gong was skeptical, but he took the document with a deep hand and said, "Could this paper contain the legendary guide to prostitution?"

"Chen Gong, you're so adorable!"

Chen Gong's words made the alluring woman burst into laughter, her large breasts heaving.

However, when Chen Gong unfolded the paper and saw its contents, his expression immediately turned serious. Even his hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

Chen Gong looked up at the alluring woman, his face full of doubt: "This is..."

Chen Gong couldn't believe that what he was holding was actually an admission notice from XN Education Academy. It was written in black and white, and the signature at the bottom was stamped with a bright red seal—it was definitely genuine. What shocked Chen Gong was that his name was written on it.

I... I was admitted to XN Education Academy, how could this be?

You see, XN Education College is a top-tier vocational college, and with Chen Gong's college entrance exam score, he wouldn't even qualify for a third-tier one. Chen Gong rubbed his eyes hard, his face filled with disbelief.

"Don't doubt it, you didn't see wrong. This admission notice is indeed for you."

At this moment, the alluring woman spoke.

Chen Gong's feelings were complicated, and he asked, "Who are you?"

This woman of unknown origin seemed to know everything about Chen Gong's situation, which made Chen Gong suspicious. Could she be a swindler? In today's society, there are all sorts of strange and wonderful things, and all kinds of scams exist. Chen Gong had to be careful.

"You will find out my identity sooner or later, but not now."

The alluring woman looked at Chen Gong and said slowly, "Chen Gong, I know you really want to go to university for further studies, and this is also your family's expectation, isn't it?"

Chen Gong was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Now, I'll give you that opportunity."

The alluring woman smiled mysteriously, saying, "Moreover, in this academy, your needs can be met at any time, because this academy has a legendary name: the Desire Academy."

"The Desire Academy?"

Hearing this name, Chen Gong felt very curious.

"That's right."

The alluring woman nodded, saying, "The Desire Academy, as the name suggests, means that you can have romantic encounters anytime, anywhere there."

Upon hearing this, Chen Gong was speechless. There really was such a university in the world! The world is truly full of wonders!

"So, according to you, I can satisfy my needs anytime, anywhere?"

Chen Gong looked at the alluring woman, suddenly frowned, and said with a troubled expression, "It's just a pity that I can't enjoy these romantic encounters. The tuition is so expensive, ten thousand yuan a semester. A poor person like me can't afford it."

Saying this, Chen Gong shook his head and returned the admission notice to the alluring woman.

"You don't need to worry about tuition."

The alluring woman said calmly, reaching for her LV bag, where a UnionPay card was held between her fingers. "I've already made arrangements. This money is enough for your tuition until graduation."

She then handed the card to Chen Gong.

Chen Gong felt a surge of excitement. Goodness, enough for graduation! That must be tens of thousands!

"Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?"

He wasn't about to accept something for nothing; he felt the woman wouldn't be so kind to him for no reason. Thinking this, Chen Gong narrowed his eyes, greedily eyeing the woman's deep cleavage, and said wickedly, "Could it be that you're lonely, rich lady, and want me to relieve your boredom in exchange?"

The woman's generosity had already labeled her a lonely rich woman in Chen Gong's mind.

"You're dreaming!"

The alluring woman giggled, a deep, unfathomable look suddenly appearing on her charming face. "What I want you to do is obey my commands at any time and complete the tasks I ask." "

Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy you, beautiful lady." Chen Gong smiled wickedly, reaching for the alluring woman's chest. The alluring woman moved like a serpent, nimbly dodging him. Her hair danced lightly, her eyes filled with affection, and she said with infinite allure, "You, don't you really want to sleep with me?" ( The rest of the text appears to be promotional material and not part of the narrative. ) At this moment, the Japanese adult film playing on the television had reached its climax, with occasional gasps and moans escaping the screen. Chen Gong's Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously swallowed, his breathing becoming rapid. The alluring woman, seeing Chen Gong's predicament, laughed even harder. She said seductively, "You...don't you really want to sleep with me?" Before Chen Gong could answer, she extended her slender fingers and gently adjusted her suspenders, instantly revealing her bare shoulders and boundless allure.

Chen Gong's eyes widened immediately.

He nodded vigorously, saying, "Yes, yes!"

Chen Gong couldn't wait to pounce on the alluring woman. "Hehe, a virgin is a virgin, so impatient."

Seeing Chen Gong step forward with such eagerness, the alluring woman didn't flinch this time. She simply stood still, smiling, and said, "University life will be full of temptations. Why don't I teach you how to play with women now, so you won't be played by women and ruin my plans?"

"Teach me how to play with women?"

The alluring woman's words made Chen Gong's heart race.

The alluring woman reached out, wrapped her arms around Chen Gong's neck, and brought her bright red lips close, her breath sweet as orchids, to his lips.

"Mmm..."

Chen Gong couldn't breathe, feeling like he was being forced by the alluring woman. Only when Chen Gong was almost suffocating did the alluring woman release him.

Seeing Chen Gong's flushed face, the alluring woman laughed heartily, sticking out her delicate tongue and licking it against her lips, saying with a lingering look, "He really is a virgin, with a touch of youthful innocence."

The woman was so seductive, her eyes filled with allure, looking at Chen Gong as if he were a delicious dish. Especially since she repeatedly called him a virgin, he couldn't help but feel extremely angry. In this era, regardless of gender, anyone with the word "virgin" in their name would be ridiculed.

Chen Gong felt a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth, extremely comfortable, but then he seemed to suddenly remember something, and frowned, saying with a dejected expression, "My poor first kiss, is it all gone just like that?"

"What are you lamenting about? It's just your first kiss. Do you know how many men in this world have willingly offered me their virginity? I

wouldn't even bother to look at them," the alluring woman said with a smile, reaching out to touch a sensitive area below Chen Gong's abdomen. Her fingers gently caressed it, and even through the clothing, it still gave Chen Gong a unique stimulation. Chen Gong's body trembled involuntarily, and he grabbed the alluring woman's hand, pulling her into his arms.

Unexpectedly, the alluring woman giggled, taking the initiative, twisting her waist, and embracing Chen Gong again. Her delicate tongue forcefully pried open Chen Gong's mouth, slipping inside and entwining with his. Soon, Chen Gong was lost in the warmth and passion.

The alluring woman leaned close to Chen Gong's ear and whispered, "Remember this, it's called a French kiss."

"Do you know the three most sensitive parts of a woman's body?"

she continued, her slender hands roaming over Chen Gong's body.

Under her teasing, a sensitive spot below Chen Gong's abdomen was already erect.

"Talk is cheap,"

Chen Gong said, looking down at her with a smile. "Rich lady, how about I take my virginity first?"

He chuckled and immediately embraced her, pressing himself against her. Her soft, warm body was irresistible.

However, the woman's body was as slippery as an eel, and she slipped away from his embrace. The alluring woman looked regretful and said, "I really wanted to help you lose your virginity, but unfortunately, I don't have that blessing."

Chen Gong was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Look!"

At this moment, the alluring woman pointed to the door, and immediately a loud knocking sounded outside.

Chen Gong frowned and shouted impatiently, "Who is it?" A

domineering reply came from outside: "We're from the anti-prostitution and anti-illegal publications team, conducting a routine check. Open the door now!"

"Damn it!"

Hearing the shout outside, Chen Gong panicked.

In his panic, the alluring woman moved like a ghost, darting to the window with lightning speed. Her body instantly shrank, becoming incredibly flexible, and she squeezed through the narrow bars, leaving Chen Gong dumbfounded.

The alluring woman left Chen Gong with only a faint, ethereal instruction: "School starts in a few days, remember to register!"

Good heavens, is this something a human can do?

Chen Gong was so captivated by the alluring woman's incredible skills that he didn't even notice the increasingly loud sounds of the anti-prostitution raid outside.

"Bang!"

A loud crash rang out, jolting Chen Gong back to reality.

The small rented room was immediately surrounded by four or five police officers. The lead officer, a policewoman, had a stern expression. She glared at Chen Gong and said, "We received a tip that this is a suspected prostitution den. We need to investigate thoroughly."

"It's a misunderstanding, Officer Chen!"

Chen Gong raised his hands, feigning innocence. "I've always been law-abiding!"

"Hmph, law-abiding?"

The lead officer's face darkened. She pointed to the television and coldly said, "What's that?"

"

This...this..."

The television was still playing images of men and women in bed, heavy breathing occasionally audible, making the police officers, accustomed to pornography, extremely embarrassed.

The lead officer, in particular, was ashen-faced.

Chen Gong chuckled, his face impassive, and said, "Officer, let me introduce you. This is a Japanese romantic comedy, part of the 'Mature Women' series, starring the famous Japanese actress Aoi Sora. I think it's quite good, very meaningful. If you like it, I don't mind reluctantly parting with it."

With that, Chen Gong reached for a disc on the VCD player. It featured a picture of a busty woman, exuding allure, and bore the striking title: "Mature Women Series."

Chen Gong handed the disc to the policewoman, smiling broadly, and said, "Officer, here you go. What's done is done!"

Several policemen standing behind her couldn't help but cover their mouths, chuckling uncontrollably.

The policewoman's face immediately turned green. Like a shrew, she roared, "What are you all standing there for? Arrest him right now!"

The officers behind her seemed quite intimidated by her. Hearing her command, they swarmed forward and pounced on Chen Gong…

Sitting in the dimly lit interrogation room, eight large characters were written on the wall behind Chen Gong: "Resist and be severely punished; confess and be leniently treated.

" Facing the policewoman interrogating him, Chen Gong looked completely innocent and said, "Officer, what crime have I committed?"

"You didn't commit a crime,"

the policewoman sneered, slamming her hand on the table and shouting, "You committed a crime!"

"A…crime?"

Chen Gong was startled and said indignantly, "Watching TV alone at home, that counts as a crime?"

The juror sitting next to the policewoman was also startled and instinctively looked at the policewoman upon hearing Chen Gong's words.

"Hmph, watching TV?"

The policewoman sneered, saying disdainfully, "Tell me yourself, what kind of nonsense are you watching?"

Chen Gong replied nonchalantly, "Romantic dramas."

The juror sitting nearby burst out laughing, a look of utter bewilderment on his face.

"Romantic dramas? You think you're right?"

The policewoman snorted coldly, her face grim, and said, "It's clearly pornography, yet you pretend to be sophisticated by calling it 'Love Freeze Film.' No matter how well you disguise it, it can't change its pornographic nature."

The jurors beside her nodded repeatedly, echoing, "That's right, that's right!"

The policewoman glared at Chen Gong and continued, "And you, by privately watching obscene and pornographic materials, have violated the law. According to Article xx of the National Criminal Law, our police will legally detain you for labor reform education."

In the next room of the interrogation room, several members of the anti-pornography and anti-illegal publications team, facing the "Love Freeze Film" DVDs confiscated from Chen Gong's rented room, pretended to be indifferent, but their eyes kept glancing at the naked women on the screen.

One of the members couldn't resist the temptation, got up, picked up a DVD, and, in full view of everyone, inserted it into the VCD player. The exciting scene was about to appear on the television screen.

At this moment, everyone stared intently at the television.

The member looked at everyone and said with a smile, "As qualified members of the anti-pornography and anti-illegal publications team, we must have a deep understanding of the nature of pornography in order to improve our work efficiency."

The policewoman walked out of the interrogation room, when suddenly a shadow flashed before her eyes.

"Who is it?"

The policewoman frowned, moved swiftly, and gave chase.

She chased after it to a secluded spot, where the figure became clearer. Seemingly sensing danger, the policewoman drew her pistol, ready in the darkness.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the figure in the darkness became incredibly clear, slowly walking towards the policewoman.

"It's you?"

The policewoman's voice revealed surprise, and she put away her pistol.

Approaching her was a glamorous woman, with a face like a peach blossom, a waist as slender as a willow, and an exceptionally graceful figure, her smile as beautiful as a flower.

The glamorous woman smiled and said, "Junior sister, long time no see, how have you been?"

However, the policewoman was not enthusiastic towards the glamorous woman before her, and said indifferently, "What do you want with me?" "

Junior sister, what are you saying? Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

The alluring woman remained calm and unfazed by the policewoman's cold attitude, still smiling. "But speaking of which, I do have something to ask you. Junior sister, did your operation today arrest a virgin named Chen Gong?"

The policewoman paused, then asked, "How did you know?"

"Release him."

The alluring woman stared at the policewoman, her face serious. "You can't arrest this person."

The policewoman frowned, annoyed. "Our police affairs are none of your business. Besides, I am righteous, and you are evil. How dare you appear before me? Aren't you afraid I'll arrest you?"

"That's right. When we left our sect, our master said: You are righteous, and I am evil. But after all these years, do you have any evidence of my crimes?"

The alluring woman shook her head, a smug look on her face. "So, what gives you the right to arrest me?"

The policewoman was speechless for a moment, then coldly said, "In short, I won't let that lewd guy get away with this." Just

thinking about Chen Gong's innocent-looking face made her grit her teeth in hatred. Since joining the anti-prostitution campaign, she had never been so humiliated!

"Junior sister, it's just secretly watching AVs, nothing serious. But you've punished him so severely; it's hard to believe you're not using this for personal revenge."

The alluring woman said casually, then suddenly her tone changed, her expression becoming serious. She solemnly said, "Besides, Chen Gong was chosen by our senior brother."

"Senior brother?"

The policewoman was moved upon hearing this. When

Chen Gong reappeared, he was already at the gate of XN Education Academy.

Although he didn't know why the stern policewoman had acted out of character, only giving him a token reprimand before releasing him, Chen Gong no longer cared about the reason. What

would university life be like? Standing at the school gate, Chen Gong squinted and muttered to himself, "A high school of desire..."

005 The panting sounds in the girls' restroom

Although September had already passed and autumn had begun, the sweltering heat of midsummer had not yet dissipated.

Standing at the gate of XN Education Academy, Chen Gong realized that it seemed to be true, as rumored, a high school of desire. On the first day of school, it was always bustling with people, especially girls. The girls in front of him were all scantily clad and dressed flamboyantly, their voluptuous hips swaying as they walked, infinitely alluring.

"Damn, so many pretty girls!" "

Chen Gong sighed.

Just then, Chen Gong noticed that the gatekeeper, dressed in a dazzling uniform, was squinting, his face lewd, constantly staring at passing girls with a lustful expression. When the gatekeeper saw Chen Gong paying attention to him, his expression immediately changed, and he sternly shouted, "What are you looking at!"

Chen Gong curled his lip, unconcerned, and walked into the academy.

Before leaving home, his father had warned Chen Gong that the outside world was complex, and if possible, to keep a low profile.

"Beep--beep--" Just as Chen Gong entered the campus, a piercing car horn sounded behind him. Chen Gong couldn't help but turn around and saw a white BMW slowly driving in. Chen Gong noticed that although there were many cars parked at the academy gate, most were Toyotas and Volkswagens; BMWs and Mercedes were extremely rare. The

BMW driver leaned out, looked ahead, and said impatiently, "Why are there so many people?"

The security guard, like a chameleon, now wore a fawning smile, bowing and scraping as he said to the car owner, "Young Master Li, don't worry, I'll clear the way for you right away."

With that, the guard stepped forward, shooing away passing students to make way for the BMW. This guard was utterly despicable; he carried a baton, shoving aside any boys he saw and slapping the buttocks of any girls. And most of the students dared not speak out.

In no time, a path was cleared.

Chen Gong stood by the roadside and saw that the BMW driver was only about twenty years old, handsome but extremely arrogant. He was somewhat surprised and stopped a classmate who had just been chased away by the gatekeeper, asking, "Who is he? So cocky?"

"You're a freshman, right?"

the classmate glanced at Chen Gong and said, "His name is Li Charlie, a senior in the Management Department. I heard his family is very rich."

Hearing this, Chen Gong narrowed his eyes and asked, "How much money?"

The classmate paused, looking at Chen Gong as if he were a monster, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Chen Gong said, "Didn't you say his family is very rich? How come you don't know?"

The classmate: "..."

Looking at the bustling crowd on campus, Chen Gong was momentarily lost, unable to find the Mechanical Engineering Department's welcome area.

Although he had received an admission notice from XN Education College, for some reason, that alluring woman had made him enter the Mechanical Engineering Department. To be honest, Chen Gong didn't like mechanics.

The sweltering heat and the bustling crowds, with girls in low-cut dresses occasionally drifting by, their breasts swaying and exuding a seductive aura, made Chen Gong, a virgin who had never seen anything like it, feel parched and incredibly thirsty. He grabbed the bottle of Nongfu Spring water in his hand and started gulping it down. Soon, the entire bottle of Nongfu Spring water was gone.

Reaching out to touch his bloated stomach, Chen Gong glanced at the empty bottle in his hand, looked up, and squinted at the office building ahead.

In the lobby, there was a water dispenser. Chen Gong walked to it, unscrewed the cap, and filled the bottle to the brim.

He used this water bottle to get through the sweltering summer heat.

"Glug glug..."

Chen Gong tilted his head back, and most of the bottle of water instantly went down his throat. However, at that moment, Chen Gong began to feel the urge to urinate, and he could barely hold it in.

So, Chen Gong looked around, trying to find a restroom.

Walking from the lobby, there was a long corridor lined with offices on both sides. He walked all the way to the end of the corridor before he saw the restroom. However, standing in front of the restroom, Chen Gong stared at the two doors that appeared before him, and felt a headache coming on. Each of the two doors had a human figure sticker on it. What puzzled Chen Gong was that the two figures looked very similar. He squinted at them for a long time, unable to tell which was for men and which for women.

"City people are idiots! Why not just write 'male' and 'female'? What kind of nonsense is this?"

Chen Gong muttered, randomly choosing a door and walking straight in.

Entering the restroom, Chen Gong's eyes lit up. The environment was comfortable and clean, unlike the dirty and chaotic image he had of toilets. Moreover, there were no urinals; each squat toilet was quite spacious, separated by doors, looking like rows of small rooms.

"City people really know how to enjoy life; even their toilets are so luxurious,"

Chen Gong exclaimed. He casually opened a door, lifted the toilet seat, took out his "weapon," and immediately relieved himself.

"Relax!"

Chen Gong said with a relaxed expression. He squinted slightly and then saw a psoriasis advertisement on the wall, which read: "For treatment of urinary urgency and frequency, rheumatism and syphilis, please come to XX Hospital..."

It seems that these psoriasis ads really are ubiquitous.

Chen Gong frowned, feeling very disappointed. He pulled up his pants and turned to leave. However, at this moment, a heavy breathing sound suddenly rang out, and Chen Gong 's

heart raced. He couldn't move his feet any further. "What's that sound?" Chen Gong pressed his ear against his ear, and only then could he hear more clearly. The breathing was incredibly exaggerated, more like a soft moan. This alluring breathing sound made Chen Gong blush and his mind wander. The more Chen Gong thought about it, the more he felt that this alluring breathing sound was very similar to the Japanese adult films he often watched. Chen Gong's lips curled into a lewd smile. "I never imagined this place would be so vibrant and sensual, a live performance," he said. "Looks like I'm in for a treat." Chen Gong's heart pounded. The seductive sounds of the erotic murmurs caused a tent to rise in a hidden part of his body. "Mmm...mmm..." Gradually, panting and moaning filled the air, seemingly growing louder. Chen Gong's desire stirred; he was no longer content with just eavesdropping. He looked up. The top wasn't very high; he could easily climb up. Without hesitation, he leaped up, revealing the breathtaking scenery inside the bathroom. He saw a woman, around thirty years old, sitting on the toilet, her eyes slightly closed, a faint blush on her delicate face. From Chen Gong's vantage point, he could clearly see the woman's chest, the white cleavage fully visible. Chen Gong couldn't help but swallow hard. Following the woman's body downwards, his gaze moved to her lower abdomen. The woman's hand was on her mysterious triangle, and she seemed to be fiddling with it, occasionally letting out soft moans. Chen Gong finally understood where those soul-stirring sounds had come from. It turned out that the woman wasn't relieving herself, but rather using her hand to solve her own problem. Of course, it was purely a personal physiological need. This was a lonely woman. The more she did it, the more excited she became, moaning incessantly, occasionally tilting her head back with an expression of extreme enjoyment. Then, a beautiful face instantly came into Chen Gong's view. "Is it her?" Chen Gong was startled. Upon entering the office building, there was a bulletin board on one wall of the lobby, displaying pictures and text promoting outstanding teachers. Among them, a female teacher named Han Yali left a particularly deep impression on Chen Gong because of her mature and charming appearance in the picture. He never expected to meet her in person so soon. However, the Han Yali in front of him looked so lonely and restless, a far cry from the image of an excellent teacher on the bulletin board. Suddenly, an idea struck Chen Gong. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his new Zhongtian mobile phone that he had bought for five hundred yuan, turned on the video function, and started recording Han Yali below. Thus, a video of the female teacher masturbating in the bathroom came into Chen Gong's view. When he felt it was about time, Chen Gong leaped down, appearing before Han Yali like a god descending from the heavens. Han Yali was startled. Looking at Chen Gong who had inexplicably appeared in front of her, Han Yali's face changed drastically. She hurriedly reached for her pants, looking as if she were facing a formidable enemy. Chen Gong reached out and stopped Han Yali's actions, smiling as he said, "Hello, Teacher Han Yali!" Hearing this, Teacher Han was even more shocked. Her beautiful face turned deathly pale, and she nervously said, "You...how do you know my name?" "Hehe, Teacher Han Yali, as an outstanding teacher at our XN Education Academy, it's really hard for me not to know you." Chen Gong shook his head, a playful expression on his face, staring at Han Yali, and said, "Outstanding female teacher masturbating in the women's restroom, Teacher Han, do you think if such a headline appeared on tomorrow's campus news, wouldn't it make another outstanding teacher famous?" Chen Gong's words made Han Yali's face turn pale. Han Yali glared at Chen Gong, angrily saying, "Are you threatening me?" "Teacher Han, don't be so rude. I'm here to save you," Chen Gong said calmly with a smile. "Teacher Han, instead of hiding in the bathroom masturbating alone, why don't you let me help you out? What do you say?" As he spoke, Chen Gong leaned down, getting close to Han Yali. A long-lost masculine scent instantly wafted over her, stirring a flutter in Han Yali's heart. Although Han Yali was an excellent teacher at the XN Education Academy and considered successful in her career, her husband was completely impotent. Since their marriage, Han Yali had never experienced the sexual bliss a woman should have. Every time she chatted with her girlfriends about their private lives, seeing their flushed faces and smug expressions, Han Yali felt incredibly depressed. However, Han Yali's husband is the executive vice president of XN Education Academy, a high-ranking and powerful figure. Although Han Yali often feels lonely, she has never considered having an affair. In fact, to avoid having such thoughts, she goes to great lengths to avoid contact with men.

Chen Gong's appearance stirred a ripple in Han Yali's heart.

Especially with Chen Gong's face so close to hers, his thick, sword-like eyebrows, handsome features, and straight nose, even his wicked eyes made her heart race. If he could get any closer…

"Oh dear, what nonsense am I thinking!"

Instantly snapping out of her reverie, Han Yali had to face reality.

She groaned, turned her head away, and said resolutely, "Hmph, I won't be blackmailed by you."

"Is that so?"

Chen Gong then released Han Yali, took out his phone, and played the video he had just recorded.

Hearing the sounds from the video, Han Yali quickly turned her head and immediately saw that her self-touching had been filmed by this despicable guy.

Han Yali gasped, her beautiful pupils slightly contracting.

"How was it, Ms. Han? Pretty exciting, huh?"

Chen Gong chuckled, putting away his phone and saying with a grin, "I'm sure this video will go viral on the internet in a few days."

"You...you're shameless!"

Han Yali slumped onto the toilet, her body going limp.

The thought of the numerous sex videos circulating online recently, spread by millions of netizens, meant that the women in those videos would soon be known to everyone. If this guy in front of her uploaded the video online and her impotent husband saw it...

Han Yali couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Han Yali looked at Chen Gong and said coldly, "What do you want?"

"Ms. Han, don't look at me like that. It's like I'm a bad guy."

Chen Gong looked innocent and harmless, saying, "I was sent by heaven to satisfy your needs."

With that, Chen Gong reached out, cupped Han Yali's face, and gently sucked on her slightly rosy lips.

"Ugh, what are you doing!"

Han Yali was horrified.

However, Chen Gong's strength seemed unusually great; no matter how hard Han Yali tried, she couldn't break free. A masculine scent quickly spread, and Han Yali's hands gradually fell limp, having given up struggling…

Chen Gong's kiss made Han Yali feel dizzy and infatuated. What use was her impotent husband, even though he held a high position, if he couldn't bring her sexual happiness? Having not had intimate contact with a man for a long time, Han Yali usually relied on masturbation in the bathroom to solve her needs. Chen Gong's kiss, though slightly awkward, still had a great impact on Han Yali. Chen Gong before her was like an innocent infant, sucking hard on Han Yali's lips, trying to draw out her saliva. However, Chen Gong was also a virgin, completely unfamiliar with kissing techniques, his experience entirely derived from Japanese adult films. Chen Gong's clumsy yet wild actions not only made Han Yali laugh but also curious—why was he acting like a child?

But in a teacher's eyes, isn't a student just a child?

The unique scent of virginity emanating from Chen Gong stirred a restlessness in Han Yali. She gently opened her mouth, offering her delicate tongue to guide Chen Gong's tongue into her mouth. Chen Gong, feeling triumphant, devoured Han Yali's mouth with gusto.

Moved by Chen Gong's passion, Han Yali suddenly realized that she had unknowingly become proactive. Her heart pounded with anxiety. "Oh God, what's wrong with me? This damned guy is raping me, but why do I feel so good? Am I a slut deep down?

This…this is terrifying!" Han Yali thought to herself

, her heart filled with dread. Almost breathless from the kisses, Han Yali trembled violently. She realized that Chen Gong's hand had somehow slipped inside her breasts, roughly untying her bra straps and kneading them with insatiable desire.

"Ugh...no..."

Han Yali cried out in alarm, "Don't touch that place..."

Chen Gong said with a smile, "Teacher Han, don't touch that place? Ah, is it here?" As

he spoke, Chen Gong feigned surprise, increasing the pressure on his hand and deliberately pinching the small red nipple standing on Han Yali's proud breast.

Waves of incredibly pleasurable pleasure washed over her, and Han Yali's body clearly reacted. Her originally soft breasts began to swell gradually. Especially the small nipple on her breast, which became hard and perky, like a red grape. Chen Gong pinched it between his index and middle fingers, gently kneading it, which made Han Yali feel incredibly stimulated.

"Oh..."

Han Yali couldn't help but moan.

Chen Gong's mouth wasn't idle either. A soft yet firm tongue, as if savoring a delicious dish, kissed its way down Han Yali's chin. Han Yali's body, perhaps due to the long absence of a man's touch, became extremely sensitive under Chen Gong's arousal. Even a light kiss could make her breathing rapid.

Chen Gong had initially worried that Han Yali would try to push him away while he was kissing her. However, he was surprised to find that, aside from heavy breathing, Han Yali was practically a fish on a chopping board, completely at his mercy. Overjoyed, he buried his head in Han Yali's chest, opening his mouth to suckle the small nipples of her proud breasts, skillfully licking and nibbling them with his tongue…

"No…don't…"

Han Yali gradually lost herself.

She tried desperately to push Chen Gong away, but instinctively found herself weak and powerless. Her hands, like cotton, were utterly helpless.

"Don't want it?"

Chen Gong's hands weren't idle either, slowly sliding down Han Yali's flat stomach, quickly reaching her pubic hair. A warm sensation spread through Chen Gong, who realized his hand was sticky and wet—it was coming from Han Yali's vagina. Chen Gong held up his fingers, wet with her juices, and waved them in front of Han Yali's eyes, grinning, "Teacher Han, look, your cunt is already leaking juices, and you still say you don't want it?"

Hearing Chen Gong's words, Han Yali felt extremely ashamed. She clearly wanted to resist this despicable guy, but why was her body so uncooperative?

Han Yali could clearly feel her vagina constantly leaking juices, gushing out like a rushing stream, already soaking her panties.

"Teacher Han, taste your own juices,"

Chen Gong chuckled, smearing his finger into Han Yali's mouth. The sticky, wet liquid instantly flowed down her throat.

"Ugh—"

Han Yali gasped in shock, opening her mouth to spit it out, but it was too late; some of her vaginal fluid had already entered her mouth.

Chen Gong said with a smile, "How is it, Teacher Han? The taste of your own vaginal fluid isn't bad, is it?"

Oh dear, how embarrassing! Having never experienced anything like this before, Han Yali blushed instantly, her face turning bright red all the way to the roots of her neck. She lowered her head, not daring to look Chen Gong in the eye.

A strange, pungent smell wafted through her mouth, and subconsciously, Han Yali found herself somewhat drawn to this strange taste.

"God, I… how could I have such thoughts?"

Han Yali was secretly terrified.

At that moment, Chen Gong realized that his enormous penis was erect, pressing against his pants, causing him great discomfort. Just as Chen Gong was about to reach out to pull out his large penis, seeing the pitiful Han Yali before him, he suddenly had an idea and shouted, "Squat down!"

"Huh?"

Han Yali looked confused.

Chen Gong said impatiently, "Teacher Han, I told you to squat down, don't you understand Mandarin?"

Han Yali's pretty face was very ugly, but she had no choice but to obey Chen Gong's command and slowly squatted down. However, after squatting down, Han Yali was surprised to find that her head was directly facing Chen Gong's crotch. Seeing his crotch bulging from Chen Gong's wicked thing, Han Yali was both ashamed and angry, and quickly turned her head away, not daring to look directly at it.

Chen Gong reached out and turned Han Yali's head around, a lewd smile on his face. He said, "Teacher Han, don't you really need it? Why are you turning your head away?"

Han Yali kept her head down, silent.

Subconsciously, out of the corner of her eye, Han Yali caught sight of the bulge in her crotch. A long-dormant heart stirred with a sudden urge to take it out and examine it.

Han Yali was startled by her own shameful thought.

Chen Gong commanded, "Unzip my pants."

"You!"

Han Yali, being a clever woman, immediately understood Chen Gong's intention. Her eyes widened in terror, and she shook her head vigorously, refusing, "You're so shameless!"

Chen Gong curled his lip, dismissively saying, "Nothing is as shameless as you, Teacher Han, hiding in the bathroom alone, masturbating."

Hit where it hurt, Han Yali was speechless.

“Teacher Han, let me remind you,”

Chen Gong leaned down, looking at Han Yali beneath him, and said calmly, “If you refuse to do as I say, then this video of the excellent female teacher masturbating in the bathroom will soon be all over our entire college.”

“You…you…”

Han Yali was furious, gritting her teeth, and said helplessly, “Don’t do anything rash, I’ll do as I say.”

Han Yali’s hand trembled slightly, as if she had made an extremely difficult decision, and she slowly unzipped Chen Gong’s pants.

Instantly, a thick and long, enormous thing, standing tall and proud, as if showing off its power, appeared before Han Yali’s eyes.

Han Yali’s eyes widened immediately, staring dumbfounded at the huge penis in front of her. It was at least fifteen centimeters long, indeed thick and large, and seemed very out of place with Chen Gong’s slightly immature face. Especially the conical glans, faintly bloodshot and dark red, almost touched Han Yali’s face.

A student's penis is this big!

Han Yali recalled their wedding night, how she had tried everything to get her impotent husband to an erection, but he remained limp and wouldn't get hard. From then on, Han Yali had never been intimate with her impotent husband again.

Looking at the enormous penis before her, Han Yali was shocked, her mind blank. If such a huge penis could be inserted into her vagina, then she wouldn't feel so empty every night…

Han Yali felt a dryness in her mouth, choked back a sore throat, and her consciousness began to blur. Her eyes were filled with Chen Gong's enormous penis, and her trembling hand slowly reached forward. When she touched Chen Gong's glans, she could clearly feel its firmness.

Han Yali murmured, "It's so big..."

Looking at Han Yali beneath him, completely immersed in shock, Chen Gong was overjoyed and said expectantly, "Teacher Han, my big cock needs your care."

At this moment, Teacher Han was already holding Chen Gong's big cock, looking like she was enjoying herself, and she started moaning.

Chen Gong encouraged her, "Teacher Han, my big cock tastes very good, you can put it in your mouth and taste it, it will be even better than your vaginal fluid."

Chen Gong had long wanted to try the various techniques in Japanese adult films, and now that he had the opportunity, how could he let it go?

Seeing that Han Yali was still hesitant, Chen Gong reached out and lifted her chin, making her mouth open into an "O" shape. With a thrust of his hips, his thick cock immediately entered Han Yali's mouth.

"Ugh—"

Suddenly, with a big cock filling her mouth, Han Yali was caught off guard and felt a little suffocated.

After a while, the pleasure Chen Gong's penis brought to Han Yali was so intense that she could hardly control herself and couldn't help but stick out her tongue to lick it.

Chen Gong, a virgin, couldn't withstand such stimulation; his waist involuntarily twisted, moving his penis in and out of Han Yali's mouth. Completely inexperienced, Chen Gong quickly felt an extremely pleasurable flow of fluid gushing out from his penis.

"Ah...ah...I...I'm going to...I'm going to cum..."

Chen Gong gasped,

"Ugh...no...don't...don't cum...don't cum in...my...my mouth..."

But Chen Gong's actions were completely out of his control; he couldn't care less about Han Yali's desperate pleas. A surge of essence shot out from Chen Gong's penis, filling Han Yali's mouth.

Pulling out his now limp penis, Chen Gong saw Han Yali turn her head away and spit out thick, white semen. However, a considerable amount of semen still lingered at the corner of Han Yali's mouth. To Chen Gong's surprise, Han Yali actually stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, sucking on the remaining semen.

Chen Gong smiled and said, "Teacher Han, how does my semen taste?"

"Sticky, astringent, a little salty..."

Han Yali squinted her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering, as if she was savoring the taste.

As she spoke, Han Yali once again grasped Chen Gong's now limp penis and began to masturbate it with her mouth. Soon, Chen Gong's penis became erect again.

This time, Han Yali took the initiative, standing up herself, holding Chen Gong's penis in one hand, and heading towards the thick bush below her abdomen.

The desire of a lonely young woman, once ignited, burns fiercely, and Han Yali's initiative excited Chen Gong immensely.

Chen Gong's enormous penis, penetrating the thick pubic hair, reached between Han Yali's labia. A sensation even more stimulating than being probed into Han Yali's mouth instantly overwhelmed Chen Gong.

He thought to himself, "A mature woman's honeypot is so comfortable."

His penis, completely guided by Han Yali, slowly entered between her labia, feeling soft yet tight, gripping him with a unique pleasure.

"Mmm..."

Han Yali let out a soft moan.

Chen Gong lowered his head, opened his mouth, and took Han Yali's breast into his mouth, sucking greedily like an infant.

The lonely young woman's vagina, due to the lack of sexual activity, was still very tight, like a virgin's, gripping Chen Gong's penis with extreme comfort. Chen Gong arched his body and began to imitate the piston-like movements seen in adult films.

"Ah...oh...I...I want...I want to be...fucked to death by you...mmm...mmm...faster...faster..."

Han Yali's moans only fueled Chen Gong's excitement. His

glans, glistening with the lustful fluids from Han Yali's vagina, became even smoother, and his thrusts accelerated. Their bodies began to writhe involuntarily.

"Oh...oh...good...so good...I...I haven't been...fucked like this by a man in so long..."

As Chen Gong increased his speed, Han Yali's cries, besides becoming more wanton, began to tremble: "Oh, no...don't ejaculate...ejaculate inside...I...I'll get pregnant..."

"Damn!"

In the throes of passion, Chen Gong no longer cared about Han Yali's pregnancy. A surge of primal energy erupted again, directly penetrating deep into Han Yali's uterus.

In this small women's restroom, the unique stimulation brought Han Yali an unprecedented orgasm.

In this confined space, after a moment of passionate lovemaking, Chen Gong was still unsatisfied.

Just then, a melodious cell phone ringtone suddenly shattered the sensual and ambiguous atmosphere. Han Yali, flustered, quickly dressed, ignoring Chen Gong as if she had committed a grave mistake, and stormed out of the restroom.

Chen Gong stared at Han Yali as she left the women's restroom, picked up a Chanel bag from the sink, pulled out his phone, and nodded repeatedly into the phone before disappearing from sight.

Then, Chen Gong took out his phone, looked at the undeleted video of Han Yali masturbating, and a wicked smile crept across his lips.

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