[Urban] Urban Romance (Complete) - 21

Chapter 182 Su Yuya (Part Two)
Li Weijie took the clothes, which Su Yuya had cleaned of some of the dirt, and said sincerely, "Teacher's wife, thank you for your care and concern for me over the years. In my heart, you will always be the person I respect and love the most, and the most beautiful person."
Li Weijie's words startled Su Yuya, and then her face darkened. She said softly, "I'm old and faded, how can I still talk about being the most beautiful? I just hope that you and Weiwei, this good girl, will have a happy marriage."
When Su Yuya said this, her expression was extremely dignified. Her previous sexy and charming aura seemed to have vanished as if it were an illusion. She lovingly stroked Li Weijie's cheek, her face radiating a kind glow, and said softly, "Weijie, I also have to thank you for being with me all these years! You made me feel the warmth of family."
Hearing Su Yuya's words, Li Weijie was moved, but at the same time, he saw the haggard and sad look in her eyes, and he felt a little sorry for her.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Li Weijie. He remembered the miraculous beauty-enhancing abilities. After his "Boxing Manual" reached the second level, a continuous flow of energy within his body greatly enhanced his physical strength, endurance, and explosive power. Could he use this energy to massage the body, promoting blood circulation and beautifying the skin?
Thinking of this, Li Weijie lowered his voice and whispered in his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's ear, "Teacher's wife, I recently learned a massage technique that's very effective for beauty and skin enhancement. I wonder if you'd be interested?"
"Really? You can't be lying to your teacher's wife..."
At first, Su Yuya didn't understand what Li Weijie meant by the second half of his sentence. She only realized what he meant halfway through his sentence and exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone loves beauty. Although time hadn't left a single mark on her, Su Yuya would habitually lament the relentless passage of time whenever she looked in the mirror. She always tried her best to hold onto her youth, but she disliked heavy makeup and even more so, she disliked going to beauty salons. She valued naturalness, and if she had to go to a beauty salon, she would rather let her youth fade away.
Meeting Su Yuya's surprised and suspicious gaze, Li Weijie smiled and nodded.
"Weijie, I've never heard of you being a massage therapist before?"
Li Weijie never lied to Su Yuya, so she already believed him to some extent, but she still habitually teased him a little.
"Teacher's wife, you can trust me."
Although Li Weijie hadn't tried it before, he was confident in his internal energy. Even if it didn't improve his complexion, a good night's sleep after the massage would be no problem. "Go take a shower first, then we'll begin."
"Hurry up! Why bother with a shower..."
Teacher's wife Su Yuya lay down on the sofa, impatiently saying to Li Weijie, her two fair and smooth thighs crossing through her hot pants.
Li Weijie glanced at Teacher's wife Su Yuya's bare thighs and ankles, secretly swallowed, and said, "A shower will make it much more effective!"
Hearing this, Teacher's wife Su Yuya didn't say anything more and hurriedly went into the bathroom. Actually, she had already showered that day. A moment later, Su Yuya, who had just entered the bathroom, rushed out again, went into the bedroom, and then, carrying her bags, rushed back into the bathroom.

She filled the bathtub with water, adjusted the temperature, and lay down inside.
"Ah! It feels so good!"
Su Yuya couldn't help but exclaim in comfort. Warm water gently enveloped her body, and the abundant foam emitted a delicate fragrance.
Su Yuya closed her eyes slightly, grabbed some foam with both hands, and continued to rub it on her body. Wherever her palms touched, she felt her delicate and tender skin, warm, smooth, and white as jade. She was almost forty, and her skin was still so delicate, which was undoubtedly related to this habit.
"Clear water like jade, warmth surpassing spring, the beauty remains, though nearing middle age, her fragrant skin is still like jade, but alas, I have leaned against the railing many times, and no one cherishes me. Alas! What use is this beautiful skin! Husband... alas, leaving his beloved wife alone in the empty room."
Su Yuya couldn't help but lament to herself again. She had graduated with a degree in Chinese literature and loved reading poetry and lyrics, and could easily recite a passage.
"It's all that little slut Jiang Nan's fault! Saying I'm lonely and want to be alone? So what if I want to be lonely? Do you think everyone's as promiscuous as you? Can't live without a man?"
Remembering the joke her college classmate and colleague Jiang Nan made that afternoon, Su Yuya couldn't help but curse her.
A few hours earlier, around 5 pm.
"Yuya, time to go home! Still not finished?"
Jiang Nan tapped on the desk in front of her, getting up and yelling at Su Yuya, who was still engrossed in revising materials, "Go, go, go, do it tomorrow. Time to go home."
"I'm almost done, you go first! This material has to be submitted before the end of the day, the vice principal is waiting!"
Su Yuya didn't even look up, impatiently waving her hand at Jiang Nan.
"Hehe, that old pervert clearly has bad intentions, why bother with him so much?"
Seeing her expression, Jiang Nan couldn't help but tease, "What? Been single for so long, are you missing men?"
"What nonsense! Work, work, this is work, you know?"
Knowing that her best friend was joking and hoping she would get over her past and start a new life, Su Yuya still blushed.
"Oh! You're blushing. Work, work, do you know any other words?"
Jiang Nan continued to tease, "Besides work, there are many other good things! Like men."
"What men! You think everyone is like you! You have no serious thoughts at work, all you do is stare at handsome guys on the street, go home and cuddle with your Zhou Tao."
Su Yuya began to retort.
"What? You're jealous because I'm clinging to my husband? You've been single for so many years, with a heart full of spring fever but no one to cling to, just sitting there holding your documents, sighing in vain." "Hehe, why not find someone else... or I can introduce you to someone, I have a friend who's in the real estate business..." Jiang Nan didn't back down, continuing to half-jokingly, half-teasingly reveal her true purpose.
"You brat, you're the one with a spring fever and sighing in vain! Go back to your home! I'm calling Zhou Tao later and he'll teach you a lesson."
Su Yuya shooed her away impatiently. This brat seemed to have become addicted to matchmaking ever since she set up an office romance.
"Hehe, you want him to deal with me? I'd rather he deal with you!"
Jiang Nan not only didn't leave, but instead smiled and came closer, pretending to be serious, saying, "Seriously, Yu Ya, after all this time, don't you really miss her at all? They say women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties, so don't tell me you're not... not itchy down there..."
"Pah, pah, pah, you're the one who's like a wolf or a tiger, you're the one who's... itchy down there, you think everyone's like you..."
Su Yu Ya's face turned even redder with embarrassment at her blatant joke, and she stood up as if to hit her.
"Hehe, look at your blushing face. You're just pretending! You still think being innocent is as fashionable as it was back in college! These days, it's all about living for the moment, 'drink today, for tomorrow we may die.' Haven't you heard?"
Jiang Nan laughed, dodging her, but her mouth didn't stop: "Women, you only have so much youthful beauty, it's gone in a flash, and you have to spend it all on one man, remaining faithful to him forever. Meanwhile, men are always out there having fun, indulging in debauchery. Don't you feel wronged?"
"Wronged, wronged, wronged! If you feel wronged, then go and enjoy life to the fullest!"
Su Yuya teased her.
"You think I haven't? Let me tell you, I've already been living for the moment."
Jiang Nan said nonchalantly.
"You? Living for the moment?"
Su Yuya looked at her with suspicion.
"What? You don't believe me?"
Jiang Nan retorted.
"I don't
believe you!" "Believe it or not!"
"I just don't believe you. If you want to live for the moment, then tell me how."
Su Yuya started to provoke her.
"Hehe, you want to know? I'm not telling you. If you really want to know, then do it yourself."
Jiang Nan wasn't buying it. She pouted and said, "But seriously, that handsome young man who often comes to your house is pretty good! He's practically in your mouth, might as well take advantage of him, hehe, think about it, live for the moment!"
"Think about it my foot!"
Su Yuya pretended to hit her.
"Hehe."
Jiang Nan laughed and dodged away, running out while saying, "Let's go, let's go home and snuggle with our husbands, I won't bother you at work. Seriously, think about my suggestion earlier, that man is pretty good..."
"You slut, you scream and yell the moment a man touches you, but when it comes to sex, you don't care about anything, you practically scream until the sky falls."
Su Yuya recalled the things Jiang Nan and Zhou Tao did in their dorm when she was in college, and her cursing intensified. Unconsciously, she felt a warm current surging deep in her lower body, making her feel hot and restless.
Shaking her head vigorously, as if trying to shake off all the things Jiang Nan had said that afternoon, Su Yuya reached out and grabbed the edge of the bathtub, stood up, and examined her body in front of the large mirror on the wall. Indeed, it was a near-perfect female body; just looking at her, one couldn't tell that she was nearly forty years old. Her skin remained snow-white and delicate, her legs still slender and long, and even her breasts, which had been somewhat flat in her youth, had become fuller and rounder due to post-marital development.
Even more precious was her most treasured private area, so full and voluptuous, beneath her still flat and taut abdomen.
"Alas! Such a beautiful and ripe fruit, why is no one here to feast on it?"
A nameless emptiness and loneliness welled up in her heart, and Su Yuya felt a pang of sadness.
"Almost forty! They say women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty, and there's definitely some truth to that. Alas! My perfect body! If no one cherishes it, will it truly go to waste?"
Lost in thought, Su Yuya couldn't help but reach for her alluring private area.
"Ugh...so wet, so swollen, so uncomfortable!"
Su Yuya gently teased and caressed herself, and gradually, a voice in her heart began to call out: "Man, man, I want a man."
"Handsome! So handsome!"
Su Yuya closed her eyes, as if she saw a handsome and strong man, naked, with a thick, long, and exceptionally large penis erect between his legs, walking towards her.
"Ah! Come here, come here...come here and fuck me, fuck my little cunt!"
Su Yuya silently cried out in her heart, welcoming this fantasy man to please her, possess her, and conquer her.
Then, Su Yuya saw the man carry her to the bed, spread her legs, part her labia, and aim his large penis with a glans the size of an egg at the entrance of her vagina, thrusting it in all the way.
"Oh, so thick...so comfortable..."
In a state between reality and illusion, Su Yuya couldn't help but let out a muffled gasp, enjoying herself immensely.
Su Yuya was already quite adept at this kind of fantasy-based masturbation, and even enjoyed it. After many years of marriage, the initial passionate love between her and her husband had gradually become mundane, and sex had become like completing homework, occurring less and less frequently. Then her husband unexpectedly passed away, leaving Su Yuya a widow living alone, lonely and empty…
Time had eroded the passion, but it had only intensified her desires. For a woman like Su Yuya, with a stable career, a worry-free life, and at the peak of her sexual desires, what else could she think about but lust?
Whenever she saw Li Weijie, Su Yuya couldn't help but have fantasies, even experiencing physical arousal—her genitals would become engorged, and her body would feel hot. However, this desire had nowhere to be satisfied; she was desperately thirsty, and could only soothe herself through fantasy.
At first, this masturbation was occasional, but gradually, she enjoyed it more and more. Even when she was with her husband, she could drift off into daydreams, imagining herself with Li Weijie. Now that her husband is gone, Su Yuya's masturbation has become even more commonplace.
As a modern, educated woman, Su Yuya is quite open-minded about this. At first, she was a little embarrassed, but the more time passed, the less she felt it mattered.
Su Yuya set a bottom line for herself: emotional infidelity is just a form of entertainment, while physical infidelity is the real betrayal. As long as she can guarantee that she won't actually betray him
, that's enough. She thought this way, and she acted accordingly. Over the years, no matter how high her libido was, she always adhered to this bottom line. She was constantly vigilant, never actually committing adultery.
Jiang Nan had a precise understanding of this characteristic of hers.
At a gathering of her close friends, when everyone was drunk, Jiang Nan summarized Su Yuya like this: "Yuya! If you ask me, she's a typical example of someone who's physically virtuous and dedicated, but mentally promiscuous and wanton."
The friends burst into laughter and applause, praising Jiang Nan's insightful summary.
At that moment, Su Yuya, her face flushed, retorted defiantly, "So what? So what if I'm this type? Humph! With my looks, if I were to have an affair, there would be a whole regiment of men lining up to wait for me."
Then the other women burst into laughter again.
"Oh...oh..."
Su Yuya tightened her legs, increasingly enjoying this masturbation. At this moment, in her mind, fantasy was almost indistinguishable from real sex, even surpassing it in some ways. Because, in reality, her sex life was limited to her husband, while in her fantasies, she could be with any man, such as her student, Li Weijie.
"Husband...husband! How could you leave Yuya alone...If you don't fuck Yuya, Yuya will be fucked by other men..."
Su Yuya tried her best to unleash her imagination. In her mind, she had already found a substitute for her husband: Li Weijie, just outside the bathroom door.
“Wei…Weijie, you little rascal, it feels so good to use your big cock on your teacher’s wife, ah…Weijie brother, Weijie brother, harder…harder, fuck your teacher’s wife well…”
Su Yuya fantasized in her mind, and her mouth uttered lewd words, just like in reality.
“Ah…ah…good brother, you fuck your teacher’s wife so…so beautiful, so comfortable! Oh…oh, your cock is so hard, so hot and strong, it’s almost made your teacher’s wife’s cunt numb…”
As the fantasy progressed, Su Yuya’s lewd thoughts often changed, but the man in her mind remained the same.
“Ah…oh…”
Su Yuya suddenly let out a long moan, her delicate body trembled, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out from her honey hole, flowing down her snow-white and slender thighs. In her lewd dream, she finally reached the climax of lust.

Chapter 183 Su Yuya (Part 3)
Li Weijie sat in the living room for a while, poured himself a glass of water, and after drinking it, he felt increasingly hot.
He gritted his teeth and, as if possessed, entered his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, bedroom. The neatly arranged bedding, spotless furniture, and unique decor all spoke volumes about Su Yuya's refined and tasteful nature.
Li Weijie went to the wardrobe and opened the door. The wardrobe was divided into two parts; the top section was filled with outerwear and skirts, familiar to him, so he didn't pay much attention. He only looked at the lower drawer, thinking that the underwear must be there.
He opened it and indeed found some underwear, but the styles were rather ordinary. After all, he had seen much more stimulating and sexy lace lingerie in the bathroom earlier, so these ordinary lingerie held little appeal for Li Weijie.
Somewhat disappointed, but still unwilling to give up, Li Weijie moved the pile of underwear on top and continued rummaging deeper into the drawer.
Suddenly, Li Weijie's eyes lit up. He discovered a small hidden compartment at the very bottom of the drawer. He eagerly reached in and pulled everything out. "So that's where it is!" he thought.
Looking at the lingerie before him, Li Weijie felt his mouth go dry. His teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, lingerie was far too sexy and alluring. These bras and panties offered virtually no coverage; some were transparent, while others had only a small piece of fabric covering the vital areas. Some bras even had holes in the center, and the panties had slits in the crotch area. It seemed that his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, wasn't an entirely conservative woman; at least, her inner self wasn't as conservative as her outward appearance suggested.
Although his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, always took at least half an hour to shower, Li Weijie didn't dare linger in her bedroom. So, after a quick glance, he hurriedly tidied up and put the lingerie back in its place.
As he was about to put the underwear back in its place in the drawer, his hand touched a small box and an envelope inside. Li Weijie thought, "How did this get here? The box is locked, and I can't open it without a key. I figured my teacher's wife must have kept it so securely; there must be a secret inside. Let's see what's in the envelope first!"
The envelope was thick, about a centimeter thick, and felt hard, like a photograph. If it was a photograph of his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, why would it be here?
Could there be some secret? With a thrilling heart, Li Weijie opened the envelope and took out the contents. Sure enough, it was a stack of photographs, but looking at the content of the photos made his anger, which had just subsided, surge up again.
Inside were nude photos of his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, all in black and white. Some were of her taking a bath, some were lying in bed, and some were standing in a room. Next to them were the words "Photo taken at 27 years old" and "Photo taken at 30 years old." The photos were very clear.
Looking at the dates next to the photos, Li Weijie noticed a pattern: his teacher would take photos almost every two or three years around his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, birthday. He figured his teacher would take pictures of her on the night of her birthday.
The later photos, perhaps because the teachers were more open, featured very provocative poses. However, Li Weijie noticed a few photos where the woman wasn't his teacher's wife—about seven or eight in total. The woman in those photos was equally beautiful and voluptuous.
She was completely naked, tied up with ropes, and suspended by someone. The ropes were tied skillfully, perfectly highlighting her figure.
Looking at the woman in the photos, Li Weijie felt a surge of heat. But why were photos of such a lewd woman placed next to photos of his teacher's wife, Su Yuya?
Checking the time, he realized his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, was probably out of the shower. Li Weijie wanted to check the contents of the small box, but without the key, he had to put it back.
Just as he finished tidying up, the sound of the shower in the bathroom stopped. Not wanting her to notice him, Li Weijie quickly closed the wardrobe and left his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, bedroom.

After showering, Su Yuya was wearing a white gauze slip dress. Beneath the thin fabric, her full, firm breasts trembled gently with each step. Her round, full buttocks curved gracefully upwards, and her long, shapely legs were bare, her fair thighs exposed. She wore small, delicate pink slippers. A youthful aura emanated from her, and her unique mature charm and slender waist gave her a captivating allure.
Li Weijie sat upright on the sofa, meticulously. Su Yuya gracefully moved to sit beside him.
Li Weijie gestured for her to lie down on the sofa, which she did. He gently lifted her head and placed it on his lap, beginning to gently massage the acupoints on her head.
Mrs. Su Yuya's skin was exceptionally well-maintained. Li Weijie's fingers traced her face, feeling smooth and delicate, with a plump, fleshy texture.
Sometimes he would use his palms to massage her face, sometimes he would use his fingers to press key acupoints. Mrs. Su Yuya felt that each spot he pressed felt both tired and subtly comfortable.
At first, she kept her eyes open while talking to Li Weijie, but later she closed them and began to enjoy the sensation.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, Mrs. Su Yuya felt Li Weijie stop. She opened her eyes in surprise. Was it over already? It had only been less than ten minutes!
"Mrs. Su, close your eyes and relax,"
Li Weijie smiled, his hands covering her face again.
Mrs. Su Yuya closed her eyes as instructed. Instantly, she felt a warm current flow across her face, a comforting warmth that made her let out a soft "Mmm."
It turned out that Li Weijie had stopped rubbing his hands together to warm them. Now, he was rapidly running his palms over his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, eyes, nose, and mouth, accelerating blood circulation in her face.
Su Yuya felt Li Weijie's palms growing increasingly hot, like hot irons rolling across her face. She felt as if she were in a sauna, her whole body warm and comfortable. At the same time, a stirring within her stirred, and she let out a soft moan.
Suddenly, Li Weijie stopped rubbing his palms, and his fingers began to dance across Su Yuya's face like a pianist.
Su Yuya felt as if she had been bitten by a mosquito on her eye—light, quick, and slightly itchy. The itching around her eyes intensified. Just as she was about to moan uncontrollably, that soft, warm current surged back, mingling with the lingering itch, causing a violent tremor in the muscles around her eyes.
The violent trembling lasted for five or six minutes before subsiding, and the warm current still flowed around her eyes.
At this moment, Li Weijie pressed his four fingers together, with his thumbs pressing and massaging the Baihui acupoint on his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, head, then slowly moved to the back of her head and back to the Baihui acupoint on the front of her head, repeating this several times. Su Yuya felt as if every pore on her body had opened up, and she felt a sense of relaxation, and fell into a sweet sleep.
Li Weijie gazed at his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, sleeping sweetly on his lap, and a thought stirred within him…
His teacher's wife was asleep, and in a deep sleep at that; she usually wouldn't wake up. Should he…?
After a moment's hesitation, he reached out and touched her smooth cheek, his left hand supporting her delicate neck, his right hand reaching under her thigh, and with a sudden effort, he lifted her up, then walked step by step towards the bedroom…

In the bedroom, a beautiful young woman lay on her back, her long, black hair cascading over the snow-white pillow. Her arms were limply bent at her lower abdomen, her alluring breasts rising and falling gently with her breath. Her body was slightly turned to the side, revealing her graceful curves. The hem of her slip dress only covered the middle of her calves, revealing a section of her fair and smooth calves. Her feet were perfect, her smooth ankles and glistening toes igniting a burning desire in the man standing beside her.
The curtains were not drawn on the glass window, revealing a captivating night view in the distance. The round moon concealed its radiance behind a thin layer of clouds, while the stars shone brightly.
Li Weijie stood by the bed, his gaze lingering on every part of his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, body. Her perfect curves and fair skin made his heart race.
He slowly knelt down, carefully examining the sleeping beauty's delicate face—her small nose, long eyelashes, and fragrant red lips—which had appeared in his dreams countless times. Now, she lay before him, within reach.
Li Weijie extended his right hand, as if afraid of waking her, and gently placed it on his teacher's wife Su Yuya's fair calf. Her smooth skin was like silk, and his hand trembled slightly with excitement. His
hand slowly moved down to his teacher's wife Su Yuya's ankle, gently kneading it. The delicate skin was warm and lustrous; Li Weijie simply didn't want to move away.
Li Weijie grasped his teacher's wife Su Yuya's left foot, her jade-like foot fully exposed before him. He bent down and rubbed his face against his teacher's wife Su Yuya's toes and instep; the smooth, slightly cool skin aroused his lust.
Catching his breath, Li Weijie began to remove his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, slip dress. His breathing grew heavier, his eyes bloodshot, like a hungry beast greedily eyeing its prey.
Su Yuya's face was turned to the side, her slender neck curving gracefully.
Li Weijie stroked her hair, kissed her neck deeply, then took her left hand and kissed her flawless, white palm.
He pulled her slip dress down to the neckline, revealing her shoulders, until the dress was pulled down to her waist.
Li Weijie placed his hands on her smooth, beautiful back, carefully feeling her heavenly skin; the delicate sensation traveled from his palms to his core.
Li Weijie's teacher's wife, Su Yuya, was only wearing a strapless white bra on her upper body. He gently reached down to her abdomen, lifted her body, and then pulled her dress down from her waist to her ankles, finally removing her entire slip dress.
Li Weijie held the dress up to his nose and smelled it; it emitted a faint fragrance.
Su Yuya's body on the bed was mostly exposed. Apart from her bra and panties, her ivory-smooth, white skin was clearly visible, and her graceful curves were fully revealed. This semi-nude beauty amazed Li Weijie.
"Truly stunning!"
Li Weijie gently turned Su Yuya's body over, admiring her from head to toe for a while. He then took out his phone from his pants and began taking pictures carefully.
"Snap, snap, snap..."
One photo after another, taken from different angles, was captured on his phone. When Li Weijie felt he had taken his time, he put the phone away, preparing for the most exciting final move.
Li Weijie took a deep breath, bent down, and reached his left hand behind his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, smooth back, skillfully unhooking her bra...
She was simply a masterpiece! Li Weijie was so captivated by her beauty that he dared not even touch her soft, warm breasts.
A moment later, Su Yuya's clothes were completely removed,
leaving her fair body utterly naked. Moonlight streamed through the French windows, bathing her in a soft, pleasing glow, like a sleeping goddess.
This flawless body, on this beautiful night, lay sprawled on the bed, her cloud-like hair and snow-white skin completely exposed before Li Weijie.
Li Weijie seemed afraid of defiling his teacher's wife's body; he simply gazed greedily at the warm, soft flesh before him. During the massage, he had used his inner energy to stimulate her acupoints, putting her to sleep, but he had no idea when she would wake up.
"Although I'd seen the photos, I never imagined my teacher's wife's body was so beautiful—crystal clear, with exquisite curves, so alluring and captivating. Her skin was as smooth as satin..."
Li Weijie brushed aside a strand of hair from his teacher's wife, Su Yuya's, forehead, touching her smooth forehead with his fingertips. His fingertips slid down the sides of her oval face to her chin, then her delicate neck, followed by her shapely shoulders. At each spot, he carefully savored the skin beneath his fingers. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, experience intense pleasure and become dizzy. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter

Chapter 184.
In the next room, Li Yuqian, fast asleep under the covers, had a section of her snow-white leg peeking out from beneath the quilt. She murmured, "Ugh...hot, why is it so hot!"
She kicked the quilt aside, her disheveled business suit covering her exquisite body. Li Yuqian twisted her body, her slender hands constantly tearing at her shirt and skirt.
With a twist and a lift of her leg, the fitted skirt slid down her long, jade-like legs to her lower abdomen, exposing her two jade-like legs to the air. The legs, pressed together, were perfect like a work of art. However, the most breathtaking sight was the dark shadow beneath the white lace panties at the base of her thighs.
The skirt subtly concealed that mound, yet it was even more alluring than if it were exposed. Li Yuqian, asleep like a begonia in spring, exuded an extraordinary beauty.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she breathed heavily through her nose. Gradually, Li Yuqian's delicate body began to writhe. The buttons of her shirt were undone, and the zipper of her skirt was slid down, revealing a captivating body, half-concealed and half-revealed.
She wore a bra on her chest and lace panties on her lower body—a body so exquisite that even a high-ranking monk would be
driven mad with desire. Li Yuqian felt an unbearable heat throughout her body. An indescribable, inexplicable sensation made her feel the heat rising from her lower abdomen. A tingling sensation spread between her legs, making her reach her small hand towards her crotch.
"Mmm..."
When her smooth hand slid down her flat, pink abdomen to her steaming crotch, a jolt like an electric shock instantly coursed through her body. Never before had Li Yuqian experienced such a sensation, and she couldn't help but let out a soul-stirring sound from her red lips, a sound that sent shivers down one's spine.
Once the valve of desire is opened, it's hard to close. Immersed in that pleasurable feeling, Li Yuqian had already pulled down her lace panties covering her pert buttocks a little, revealing a wet patch in the center, hanging on a section of her long, slender, snow-white leg.
Her private area was covered by her small hands, the contrast between her fair skin and delicate hands creating a striking effect. Occasionally, playful black hairs would peek out from between her fingers, incredibly alluring. Li
Yuqian lay on the bed, her pert buttocks raised, her long, slender legs tightly clamping her small hands, letting out blissful moans. Even through the door, the sounds could be faintly heard in the living room.
"You have a phone call! You have a phone call! You have a phone call!"
Just as Li Weijie was about to take things further, his phone suddenly rang. His teacher's wife, Su Yuya, let out a soft "hmm," her eyebrows furrowing slightly as she turned over.
Li Weijie was startled and hurriedly pulled the blanket over his teacher's wife, Su Yuya, before running out of the bedroom without looking back and quietly closing the door.
He took out his phone, glanced at it, and pressed the answer button.
"Weijie, still drinking?"
Xia Weiwei's concerned voice came through the phone.
"Oh! Yes, we're done. We just came out and are about to go home!"
Li Weijie took a deep breath and said, "Don't wait for me, get some rest! I'll be back soon."
"Okay, then you two be careful."
Xia Weiwei gave a brief instruction and hung up the phone.
Li Weijie let out a long sigh, feeling all his strength drain away.
Standing at the bedroom door, Li Weijie hesitated. He didn't have the courage to go back into his teacher's wife Su Yuya's room, but he was unwilling to go back like this.
Just then, Li Weijie heard a sound that sounded like suppressed pain. He snapped out of his struggle between reason and desire, listened intently for a while, and then Li Yuqian's faint moans suddenly rang clearly in his ears.
Li Weijie was certain that the sound was coming from Li Yuqian's room, and he couldn't help but walk towards it.
At this moment, Li Yuqian was desperately chasing the waves of desire that were rising higher and higher. Her moans grew louder, her small hands moved faster between her legs, and her buttocks even trembled.
With a creak, Li Weijie gently opened the door.
When Li Weijie saw the scene in the room, he froze, his eyes fixed on the woman lying on the bed, her two snow-white thighs spread wide open towards him, a small hand exploring her intimate area—a scene so enchanting it would even a god be captivated.
Hearing the sound, Li Yuqian abruptly opened her hazy eyes. Seeing Li Weijie staring at her, she immediately realized how shameful she was doing. A surge of intense shame made her want to stop, but a strange stimulation made her body completely out of her control.
With a moan, Li Yuqian felt her body tremble violently, and in a daze, she felt as if she had ascended to a celestial realm.
When the desire subsided, Li Yuqian turned around. Between her legs, she felt a warm, wet sensation. Even though she had never experienced anything like this before, as a modern, fashionable woman, she knew basic common sense. The thought that she had reached the peak of desire in front of Li Weijie filled her with immense shame.
Li Weijie was now in a dilemma, unsure whether to stay or leave. Gritting his teeth, he decided to leave. He had originally planned to ambush the drunken beauty, but now that she was awake, his chances were over.
He figured he should go home early, wash up, and go to sleep. Seeing that Li Weijie seemed about to leave, Li Yuqian became anxious. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Come here."
Li Weijie was startled. His decision hadn't been entirely firm to begin with, and now, interrupted by the beautiful woman, he was even less inclined to leave.
Walking to the bedside, Li Weijie sat down on the edge. Li Yuqian suddenly sat up, reaching out to tightly hug his neck. Li Weijie held her for a long time, without struggling or resisting at all, only wondering in his heart, "What does Li Yuqian want?"
"Hmm...don't go...stay with me..."
Li Yuqian opened her hazy, drunken eyes, glanced at Li Weijie, and then softly said, "Tonight...I'm yours..."
Nothing could be more moving than these words. Li Yuqian then leaned back, hugged Li Weijie, and rolled over, both of them falling onto the single bed. Before Li Weijie could even figure out what was happening, Li Yuqian was already straddling him, reaching out to take off her shirt. She was nowhere near drunk; she was incredibly sober.
Li Weijie tried to move, wanting to get up, but Li Yuqian was still straddling him.
Li Yuqian was clever enough to know what Li Weijie wanted. After taking off her top, she cunningly reached out and gently stroked Li Weijie's cheek, then leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you. Brother Weijie, I like you. Since you saw me, and I... well, tonight I want you to stay with me..."
Li Weijie finally understood. It turned out that Li Yuqian had already fallen for him, and after he saw her masturbating, she disregarded her feminine modesty and confessed her feelings to him.
Looking at Li Yuqian's snow-white body, so alluring it was almost unbearable, she smiled softly, and in front of Li Weijie, reached behind her back and easily unbuttoned her bra. Then, holding her bra with both hands, she slowly loosened it, revealing a pair of delicate, perky breasts, their two red, grape-like nipples still hard and erect in the air.
Li Yuqian lifted Li Weijie's hand with her right hand, guiding it to her chest. Then, in a seductive voice, she asked, "So, Weijie, do you want to do it with me?"
Li Weijie didn't answer. He placed his other hand on her breast, kneading it forcefully with both hands, as if responding to her suggestion.
"Mmm..."
Under Li Weijie's caresses, Li Yuqian arched her back, actively welcoming his actions. She combed her loose hair with both hands, finally letting out a satisfied moan.
Li Weijie rolled over, pinning her beneath him, then stared intently at Li Yuqian.
Li Yuqian didn't dare look directly at Li Weijie, glancing at him before averting her gaze to the other side. But her hands weren't idle; she alternately unbuttoned Li Weijie's shirt.
When Li Weijie's strong upper body was exposed before her, Li Yuqian couldn't help but admire it, touching it. Li Weijie's firm pectoral muscles displayed his unparalleled masculine strength and charm.
Li Weijie carefully examined Li Yuqian, who was naked from the waist up, before him. She was undeniably beautiful, an alluring beauty, but Li Weijie hadn't expected such a proactive and eager woman. Regardless, he was the one who would benefit tonight.
Li Weijie smiled, his signature smile on his face.
Since she had such thoughts, Li Weijie would certainly fulfill her request.
Without a word, without any foreplay, Li Weijie's mischievous hand loosened Li Yuqian's skirt, revealing a pair of white panties.
Seeing Li Yuqian's tightly closed legs, Li Weijie smiled slightly, stood up in front of her, towering above her, and then loosened his belt.
Li Yuqian looked up at Li Weijie's strong body, where his masculine features were already erect, proudly overlooking the pure white lamb beneath him.
All of this was enough to arouse Li Yuqian's heart. Tonight would be her unrestrained night. Her only hope now was that it would all begin quickly. She closed her eyes, silently waiting for the most important moment of her life to arrive.
But as soon as Li Weijie entered her, she trembled violently, a piercing pain causing her body to react immediately.
Li Weijie stopped, looking at Li Yuqian beneath him with slight surprise, and uttered their first words since they became naked: "You, are you still a virgin?"
Li Yuqian bit her lower lip, opened her eyes and glared at Li Weijie, whispering, "What's wrong? I'm innocent, not one of those disreputable girls."
What could Li Weijie say? His thick, hard body slowly, slowly forced its way in, and although it was difficult, he resolutely thrust in.
Li Yuqian bit her lip in pain, her hands gripping Li Weijie's back tightly, her nails digging into his skin.
"Mmm..."
With a long, painful sigh from Li Yuqian, Li Weijie had deeply entered her body and then remained there motionless.
Li Yuqian opened her eyes and saw Li Weijie so close to her, a gentle smile on his face.
Li Yuqian felt a burning pain in her lower body, her heart filled with mixed emotions of sorrow and joy.
Li Yuqian bit her lower lip, turned her head away, and closed her eyes. At that moment, a crystal tear seeped from the corner of her eye and slowly flowed down her cheek.
Li Weijie quietly watched the beautiful woman he was intimately embracing. When he saw the glistening tears welling up in her eyes, his heart stirred. He lowered his head and gently licked them away; the tears tasted salty and slightly bitter.
"I'm coming. You can tell me to stop anytime if you don't want to."
Li Weijie was surprised by his own gentleness. Right now, he felt only lust, not love, for Li Yuqian, but he was ready to act.
"No…don't stop…"
Li Yuqian, her head turned away, didn't open her eyes. Li Weijie smiled, shook his head, and his movements gradually increased.
Although it was Li Yuqian's first time, she instinctively clamped her legs around Li Weijie, moaning as she endured his increasingly intense thrusts.
"Ah…"
With a wanton cry, Li Yuqian clung tightly to Li Weijie, not wanting to move anymore.
Li Weijie reached out and brushed the hair from her face; Li Yuqian shyly kept her eyes closed.
Her chest heaved, and she looked so alluring and captivating after her climax. Li Weijie mischievously continued to knead Li Yuqian's firm breasts.
"Mmm..."
Li Yuqian quickly responded. When she opened her eyes, Li Weijie was smiling at her, looking completely at ease.
Li Yuqian gritted her teeth and continued to provoke her, "Come on, I want more..."
Li Weijie laughed. No woman had ever dared to challenge him in bed. While playing with Li Yuqian's firm breasts, Li Weijie began to thrust without any restraint.
In no time, Li Yuqian was lost in the climax of love.
The process of lovemaking for Li Weijie was also a process of enjoyment. Although he couldn't say he loved Li Yuqian that much, it didn't affect his appreciation for the supple body of the beautiful woman before him.
Li Yuqian possessed the natural gifts of heaven; her skin was smooth and tender, and she was a beauty. But what attracted Li Weijie most were her high, firm breasts, so bouncy to the touch.
Truly exquisite! Li Weijie sighed, his lower body involuntarily quickening its thrusts, accompanied by Li Yuqian's soul-stirring moans.
Tonight would be a long night, but Li Weijie had still had a very "fulfilling" one. Li Yuqian was already asleep, her hair damp with sweat.
In the previous passionate encounter, this novice had been utterly defeated by the seasoned Li Weijie, but she was honorable in defeat. In the three consecutive encounters, she grew stronger with each battle, until even Li Weijie was secretly amazed by her incredible recovery ability. After a short rest, she was already teasing Li Weijie again, and he couldn't believe it was her first time making love with a man.
A drunken woman is truly terrifying. Li Weijie rolled over; this lovemaking had exhausted him, and he felt somewhat tired, something he had never experienced before.
Li Weijie insisted on getting up and dressing. Looking at Li Yuqian lying on the inner side of the bed, her graceful waistline was curvaceous, her buttocks slightly upturned, and from behind, one could vaguely see the lush pubic hair and the tender, slightly reddened flesh. Looking at such a beautiful body, Li Weijie felt that irresistible urge again. He couldn't help but lean down and once again groped the beautiful woman's body without restraint.
Li Yuqian responded with soft moans, her body twisting to adapt to Li Weijie's teasing.
After reluctantly kneading Li Yuqian's breasts for a while, Li Weijie stood up and gently covered her with the blanket.
Thinking about the unrestrained passion they had shared during their lovemaking, Li Weijie shook his head. Perhaps there would never be such an opportunity again.
Li Weijie looked around Li Yuqian's room. Unlike his previous room, this one was elegantly decorated and beautifully furnished, with a bookshelf nearby.
Li Weijie went over and saw many economics books on it, and next to the laptop, there was a picture frame.
Li Weijie glanced at the photo and saw it was a picture of Li Yuqian, the woman in the bed, with two of her friends.
Li Yuqian looked beautiful and youthful, not at all like the wanton woman she had been earlier.
Li Weijie smiled, picked up the frame, and glanced at it. The other two women in the photo with her were also pretty, both beautiful, and they looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.
After putting the frame down, Li Weijie looked back at Li Yuqian one last time. She was now fast asleep. Having nothing left to linger over except the body he had just enjoyed, Li Weijie decided to leave.
He thought to himself, "I wish there were more of these kinds of encounters." He gently closed the door, feeling content.
A virgin? As Li Weijie reached his own door, took out his key, and opened it, he thought to himself, "A virgin? I've never seen such crazy sex." He smiled mischievously, still with his signature smile, thinking, "Let's see how you get up tomorrow."

Chapter 185 Song Suxiang (Part 1)
The morning sun shone brightly, birds sang, and flowers bloomed—a scene brimming with the vitality of spring.
Soft sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, illuminating Li Weijie's face and gently waking him. He
lightly inhaled the faint fragrance of the beautiful woman's hair in his arms and gently kissed Xia Weiwei's delicate face.
Xia Weiwei, oblivious, remained comfortably nestled in Li Weijie's arms, lost in sweet dreams.
Yesterday afternoon's passionate embrace had drained Xia Weiwei of her last drop of energy, and she had forced herself to stay awake for several hours that night before finally falling into a deep sleep, still not fully recovered.
Li Weijie slipped his hand into Xia Weiwei's bosom, gently cupping her full breasts, feeling the smoothness of her skin.
Li Weijie was filled with emotion; the events of the past few days were unimaginable to most. His current life made him truly feel like a lucky man. His past life with only Lin Yixin as a woman was now just a memory. However, the unknown fate still filled Li Weijie with deep worry; perhaps before long, he would lose everything he had. The difference between
good fortune and misfortune in love is only one word, and this worry constantly lingered in Li Weijie's mind. He could only bear it silently, unable to confide in anyone else.
"Sigh!"
Li Weijie sighed softly, casting these troubling thoughts to the back of his mind.
If he couldn't understand it, he wouldn't think about it anymore. This had always been Li Weijie's principle: caring only about what he had, not about forever. He decided that maintaining his current "live for today, worry about tomorrow"
lifestyle was more comfortable.
As Li Weijie continued to grope her, Xia Weiwei's breathing became rapid, her small mouth slightly open, breathing softly.
Xia Weiwei slowly woke up from her sleep and saw Li Weijie gazing at her affectionately. She gave him a sweet, happy smile, then reached out and grabbed his erection, which was pressed against her thigh. She said shyly, "You naughty thing, you're here to bother me first thing in the morning! Wasn't yesterday enough? Now you're bullying me again! Husband, you're so bad."
Li Weijie lovingly stroked Xia Weiwei's fair face and kissed her again, saying, "Wife, you've misunderstood me. This is a normal morning erection for men; I can't control it. If you have any complaints about it, you can bite it a couple of times like last night. Hahahaha..."
Li Weijie laughed triumphantly.
"You're so bad, so bad! If you bully me like this, I'll never talk to you again!"
Xia Weiwei blushed deeply and lightly punched Li Weijie's chest with her small fists.
To withstand Li Weijie's fierce onslaught, Xia Weiwei used every trick in the book. At his insistence, she had already begun using her mouth to service him. Although they had made love many times, Xia Weiwei still couldn't accept this special form of sex, always appearing shy and hesitant. Each time Li Weijie saw her blushing face as she served him, he felt a greater sense of satisfaction than physical pleasure.
Looking at Xia Weiwei's delicate appearance, Li Weijie could no longer resist. He flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and kissed her deeply.
"Ah! Husband, I really can't take it anymore..."
Xia Weiwei's words were cut off by Li Weijie's lips.
Li Weijie greedily kissed the beauty in his arms, his hands roaming over Xia Weiwei's body.
Xia Weiwei gasped repeatedly, unable to muster any strength, and could only submit to Li Weijie's actions.
"Ah..."
Finally, with a soft moan from Xia Weiwei, Li Weijie deeply entered her body...
Waves of pleasure overwhelmed Xia Weiwei, who could no longer restrain herself, letting out alluring moans. These beautiful sounds were like an aphrodisiac for Li Weijie, driving him to thrust in and out of her even faster.
The scene inside the room was as vibrant as the view outside the window, Xia Weiwei's seductive moans and Li Weijie's heavy breathing forming a symphony of spring.
"Ah..."
Finally, with another high-pitched moan from Xia Weiwei, Li Weijie roared and released all his life essence into her body.
The two embraced, breathing softly, slowly savoring the afterglow of their climax.
Neither wanted to speak; the deep affection between them was palpable.
A few minutes later, Li Weijie got up, went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and then carried the completely paralyzed Xia Weiwei into the bathroom.
After showering, Li Weijie carried Xia Weiwei to bed so she could continue resting, then went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
He didn't have to go to work today, so Li Weijie turned on his computer and first found the largest driving school in the city online to enroll.
Then, as usual, he browsed the web, looking for any news that interested him.
"December 21, 2010, Guangzhou: The 2010 Guangzhou Auto Show was held on the 21st. Car model 'Beast' Zhai Ling, who had been absent from auto shows for a long time, made a surprise appearance, supporting the Spanish supercar booth. Wearing a backless green dress, she showed off her high breasts, fair skin, beautiful back, and charming shoulders; her graceful curves attracted a frenzy of photos, stunning and sexy."
"23-year-old Hong Qiuting, affectionately known as 'Princess Changping,' publicly asked netizens for sponsorship of breast augmentation surgery on her blog this May, stating her willingness to share the entire process openly. At the time, she said she hoped to increase her bust size from 29A to 32C and then host an online television program in a bikini. Hong Qiuting, a participant in the 'Singapore Blog Awards,' claimed that she was often ridiculed for her 'flat-chested' figure, causing her great distress and shame. She revealed that she had bought breast enhancement pills online, but experienced side effects such as dizziness, nausea, and numbness after taking them. Later, an online television company found Hong Qiuting a cosmetic surgery clinic, persuading the doctor to perform a free 'breast augmentation' surgery last month; the gel used in the surgery was also sponsored." "
Recently, lady..." While shopping in Sweden, Lady Gaga didn't hesitate to wear see-through lingerie, attracting stares from passersby. In an era where lingerie no longer needs to be concealed, the most eye-catching summer trend is undoubtedly the explosion of thongs. Celebrities, always at the forefront of fashion, naturally wouldn't miss out on the thong trend. Some stars subtly reveal their thongs, sparking endless imagination; others deliberately show them off, using sex appeal to grab attention. "
Supermodel Documentary Exposes the Dark Side of the Fashion Industry: 1. French and American Vogues have been exposed for repeatedly delaying models' payment for photoshoots, with each shoot costing as little as $125; 2. 20-year-old South Korean supermodel Kim Da-wook..." Daul (Michelle Blanco) committed suicide by hanging herself at her home in Paris, France. Growing up in Seoul, South Korea and Singapore, she was 178 cm tall and a regular at fashion shows in New York, Paris, London, and Milan, walking the runway for brands like Chanel and LV. Two years ago, she was selected as one of the top 10 most talked-about models by *New York Magazine*, ranking 47th on the world's model list. However, the overwhelming workload left her feeling suffocated. A month before her suicide, she repeatedly posted on her blog, expressing immense mental and physical exhaustion and hinting at suicidal thoughts. The news caused a huge sensation. Many fashion photography works with a pornographic theme, often featuring nudity. It seems that laws protecting minors under the age of 16 are no longer effective. Even now, some people still bring up nude photos from her early modeling days, like Carla Bruni, the First Lady of France.
After briefly browsing a few news items that interested him, Li Weijie closed his computer. Remembering his appointment with Qi Qingci the day before, he called her.
They arranged a meeting time over the phone. Li Weijie hung up, tidied himself up, and left.
When Li Weijie saw Qi Qingci at the agreed-upon place, his eyes lit up. She was dressed in a stunning outfit and walked towards him.
Qi Qingci had a delicate, oval face with a slightly pointed chin, bordering on a heart shape. Li Weijie couldn't describe her beauty; she was simply breathtaking.
Qi Qingci's eyes were bright and sparkling, like a pool of crystal-clear spring water, clear and captivating, as if they could speak. Both eyes had double eyelids, and long eyelashes drooped gracefully over her pupils, curving upwards. Li Weijie's heart soared endlessly with her gaze! Coupled with her bright red, soft lips, delicate nose, and gracefully upturned chin, she exuded a gentle and alluring charm. Like a fairy descended from heaven, her beauty was unparalleled, truly possessing a beauty that could shame the moon and flowers, and make fish sink and geese fall from the sky.
Qi Qingci wore a black, tight-fitting top under a casual gray pompadour cardigan, paired with slim-fit jeans. She looked both sexy and elegant, showcasing the unique allure of a youthful beauty.
"Qingci, you look so good in that outfit!"
Li Weijie's eyes kept wandering to Qi Qingci's ample bosom, making him feel a little guilty.
Qi Qingci didn't notice, simply walking over to Li Weijie and waving excitedly, "Senior, we can't go empty-handed!"
"Right!"
Li Weijie slapped his forehead, inwardly scolding himself for being careless. Even though he had money now, he couldn't just go back and leave a check! Children love gifts, and girls are especially thoughtful.
How long had it been since he'd been back? Was the dean alright? A look of amazement flashed through Li Weijie's mind. Her appearance was arguably the most beautiful and captivating among all the young women he had ever seen. Her eyes were bright and clear, her teeth pearly white, her eyebrows delicate, her lips cherry-like, her skin like ice and jade, her demeanor radiant, her figure graceful and elegant, standing like a fairy from the
moon palace. The dean's tall and slender figure was about 170 cm high, her physique as perfect as a model's, yet slightly fuller and more voluptuous. Her upper and lower body were perfectly proportioned, a golden ratio, her waist slender, her hips naturally full without an ounce of excess fat—any ounce less would be too thin, any ounce more would be too heavy, truly a masterpiece of nature. Most alluring were her breasts; two proud, firm breasts stood upright, not sagging.
Although unwilling to admit it, Li Weijie secretly observed how the dean's breasts swayed as she walked. He always saw them bounce slightly, almost bursting out. The dean's stomach was flat, and she walked with a graceful posture, her hips swaying slightly from side to side—truly a beautiful, ladylike woman.
"Then let's go quickly!"
Qi Qingci's eyes shone brightly as she spoke. Li Weijie was jolted out of his reverie, and he helplessly stroked his chin, saying, "I'm not going to carry all that stuff by myself, am I?"
"Hehe, you guessed right, but there's no reward."
Qi Qingci snapped her fingers with her small, fair right hand. "Go! Go! Go!"
Li Weijie followed behind her, watching Qi Qingci sway in front of him. He thought her boyfriend was really lucky to have won over such a beauty. She must be a campus belle, right?
Qi Qingci had just entered university and was only a freshman. If she hadn't had a relationship in high school, she would probably still be single. But university was always a place where there were more wolves than sheep. Li Weijie would never believe that a girl of Qi Qingci's caliber wouldn't have ten or eight flies surrounding her. After all, he had also gone to university and had won over Lin Yixin from countless male admirers.
"Senior, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up!"
Qi Qingci, seeing Li Weijie lagging far behind, grew impatient. She stopped, turned around, pointed to her watch, and chided, "If we're any later, there won't be any more buses. The place to buy gifts is far from the orphanage! A taxi would cost thirty-five yuan. Let's take the No. 18 bus to buy gifts, and then take a taxi to the orphanage."
Li Weijie quickly quickened his pace, amused. He thought to himself, "Women are women, so meticulous."
After waiting at the bus stop for three to five minutes without a bus, Li Weijie grew anxious and said, "Qingci, let's just take a taxi! I'll pay for it."
Qi Qingci rolled her eyes at him and whispered, "Senior, if you have extra money, donate it to the children in the orphanage. Save where you can!"
Li Weijie shook his head with a wry smile. Judging from her clothes and appearance, this girl didn't seem like a daughter from a working-class family. How could she be so frugal?
Just then, the No. 29 bus swayed and wobbled along.
"This bus moves slower than it crawls, it'll take forever to get there!"
Li Weijie urged again, "Take a taxi, take a taxi, listen to me, Qingci, let's not suffer like this."
"Senior, hurry up, the bus is here, let's get on quickly."
Qi Qingci didn't turn her head, quickly squeezed forward, and was the first to board. Li Weijie had no choice but to slowly follow in the crowd.
There weren't many people on the bus, but there were no seats. After buying two tickets, Qi Qingci felt embarrassed to stand in front when she saw the men around her looking at her. She pulled Li Weijie to the back of the bus, where it was a little more spacious, but it swayed violently.
The road was constantly congested, and the road conditions were bad. The bus was in even worse condition, lurching and jolting as it drove, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment. The two of them kept swaying from side to side.
Out of the corner of his eye, Li Weijie saw Qi Qingci beside him, her hands draped over the handrails, her body swaying from side to side like a willow in the wind, her graceful figure possessing an indescribable beauty. Several times, when the bus swayed too violently, he couldn't help but reach out to support Qi Qingci's slender waist.
Even through her clothes, he could feel her smooth, silky softness, and Li Weijie's heart skipped a beat. He quickly composed himself and looked around to see if he could find her a seat.
"This junior is so innocent! I mustn't get any funny ideas."
Just as Li Weijie was looking for a seat, the bus suddenly screeched to a halt. He was puzzled; they hadn't even reached the next stop yet, so why was it stopping halfway through the journey?
Just as she was wondering what was going on, the driver opened the door, and a group of people rushed in. It turned out that the bus ahead had been driving too fast and had collided with a taxi. The two drivers were arguing, and seeing that the bus wouldn't move anytime soon, the passengers all got off and squeezed into the bus behind. The bus quickly became packed with people.
When the bus started moving again, the arguing continued. Someone shouted, "Why are you stepping on my foot?" and someone else yelled, "You pervert, take your hand off!"
Qi Qingci was inwardly regretting her decision. She thought that if she had known it would be this crowded, she would have listened to her senior and taken a taxi. She was worried that someone might accidentally tear her clothes with a bag. Although her family wasn't short of money, Qi Qingci was a strong and independent girl. She earned her own living expenses through part-time jobs and certainly wouldn't ask her family for money. She had just bought these clothes; she would be heartbroken if they were ruined.
Just as she was worrying, someone secretly reached out and touched her under the armpit from behind. Qi Qingci immediately tensed up, her hair standing on end. She didn't know if the person was a pervert or a thief, and dared not make a sound. She clutched her bag tightly and tried to move to the side, but couldn't get through. So she quickly leaned close to Li Weijie's ear and said in a panicked voice, "Senior, quickly stand behind me."
Seeing her expression, Li Weijie knew something was wrong. He quickly pushed himself back, making half a space for Qi Qingci.
Qi Qingci then squeezed in, accidentally stepping on Li Weijie's foot, making him wince in pain.
An unspoken, ambiguous atmosphere filled the air. Qi Qingci's slender, delicate body was now completely pressed against Li Weijie's chest, and with the swaying of the sewing machine, their bodies inevitably rubbed against each other.
At first, Li Weijie managed to remain calm, but as time went on, the situation gradually spiraled out of control. Qi Qingci, wearing high heels, was about the same height as Li Weijie, or even slightly taller. Her firm
, rounded buttocks rubbed against him. Before long, Li Weijie felt his body gradually losing control; a physiological change began to occur in his groin. In the instant the bus suddenly turned, his erection became aroused, pressing against Qi Qingci's buttocks, thrusting left and right with the swaying of the bus.
Li Weijie's mind went blank; he felt his blood boiling, a surge of intense excitement overwhelming all reason, leaving only frenzied emotion and heavy breathing.
Initially, his movements were merely uncontrollable with the swaying of the bus, but seeing that Qi Qingci remained silent and made no unusual moves, seemingly accepting his actions, Li Weijie grew bolder.
He could no longer restrain himself. Taking advantage of the violent shaking of the train, he launched a series of covert attacks. Finally, in one of his thrusts, he plunged straight between her legs, where her thighs were tightly gripped at the very edge, gently writhing. Waves of intense pleasure washed over him, and he couldn't help but want to let out a low groan.
He didn't know how much time had passed when Qi Qingci suddenly let out a soft "Ouch!" The sound was so enchanting, as if imbued with some unknown spell, causing both of their burning bodies to tremble simultaneously.
Finally, the train lurched and stopped at a station. Several people got off, making the carriage less crowded, and Li Weijie quickly snapped out of his daze.
Li Weijie took a small step back and said softly, "Qingci, why don't we get off? It's too crowded."
Qi Qingci remained silent for a while, but didn't move either. Li Weijie's heart pounded, thinking, "Is she angry...?"
Only after the doors slowly closed and the bus began to move did Qi Qingci let out a soft sigh and whisper, "Just bear with it! We'll be there soon."
She then gripped the handrail, gazing out the window without saying another word.
When they arrived at the station, the two went into the mall. Li Weijie had originally planned to buy some fruit and snacks, but at Qi Qingci's suggestion, he decided to buy some school supplies, clothes, and blankets for the child instead.
Just inside the mall, Li Weijie glanced up and noticed a young woman walking in front of him. She was a typical mature woman, with a large, round, and pert bottom that swayed slightly as she walked, quite alluring.
Li Weijie's eyes were completely drawn to her full, round buttocks when suddenly a light green silk scarf floated down in front of him. He felt a captivating aura wafting towards him, and he couldn't help but catch the green silk scarf and exclaim, "Please, please wait a moment, your silk scarf has fallen."
Turning around, a beautiful face came into Li Weijie's view. Her arched eyebrows were delicate and elegant, her nose was small and pretty, and her thin lips were sensual and glossy—noble and refined.
'Is it her?' Li Weijie was startled when he recognized her. He hadn't expected it to be Song Suxiang, the mature beauty he'd had a one-night stand
with in the bathroom at Victoria Women's Hospital. Song Suxiang wore a light gray business suit, her white shirt collar turned up, her long, flowing hair neatly draped over her shoulders, and flesh-colored stockings encased her long, alluring legs. She carried a delicate handbag.
What a beautiful young woman! Qi Qingci looked at Song Suxiang, feeling a pang of envy for her noble elegance.
The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, also recognized Li Weijie, nodding slightly and offering a charming smile.
Li Weijie was immediately flattered. At this moment, he would willingly let Song Suxiang melt his heart, even if it meant her death. He had previously thought she would blame him, after all, he had taken liberties with her at the hospital last time.
"Sister Suxiang,"
Li Weijie called out somewhat haltingly.
Glancing at Qi Qingci beside Li Weijie, the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang softly said to him, "Weijie, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Taking the green silk scarf, her voice was so sweet and magnetic.
After a few casual words, they parted ways. But in the instant Song Suxiang turned to leave, Li Weijie keenly caught a fleeting glimpse of dark jealousy in her eyes.
'Sister Suxiang is jealous? What is she jealous of? Could it be… she's jealous of Qi Qingci? Why would she be jealous of Qi Qingci? They had only met for the first time today. Jealous that Qi Qingci is younger than her? Impossible!' Could it be... because of me...? Thinking it seemed to be the only plausible explanation, Li Weijie felt his heart race, his entire body seemingly convulsing. He stared intently at the mature beauty, Song Suxiang, watching her slowly disappear from his sight.
Song Suxiang walked with her feet slightly crossed, moving quickly, her head never glancing left or right, as if she were the only person in the world. Her aura captivated Li Weijie.
Qi Qingci, watching Song Suxiang's graceful back, asked sweetly, "Senior, who is she?"
Li Weijie snapped out of his reverie, took a deep breath, and calmly replied, "She was my neighbor when I lived in the compound, but I moved here afterward, and we haven't seen each other for a long time."
He made up a reason; Li Weijie wasn't foolish enough to explain the whole story to Qi Qingci.
"Oh!"
Qi Qingci nodded, saying nothing more.
The two entered the mall, but went their separate ways. Li Weijie went to buy gifts for the children at the orphanage, while Qi Qingci came running up mysteriously. However, she hesitated, shyly not telling Li Weijie what she was going to do.

Chapter 186 Song Suxiang (Part Two)
Wen Lan jogged along the street, frequently raising her hand to check her watch in a hurry.
Pedestrians came and went, leisurely strolling along this street full of dazzling shops in colorful fashions, their carefree steps forming a stark contrast with Wen Lan's hurried pace.
Wen Lan was like a discordant note appearing in this lively symphony; she had no time to look around at the dazzling shop windows.
It was already late when she left the hospital to accompany her, and Wen Lan needed to get to a family's house as soon as possible to do hourly work.
Wen Lan's hair was pinned back with a hair clip, but due to her hurried pace, a few strands of hair fell down, making her look slightly disheveled.
Sweat beaded on her unmade-up face, but it did nothing to diminish her captivating charm. Wen Lan looked remarkably like a female star who frequently appeared in tragic films in the 1980s.
If Wen Lan were younger and dressed up more carefully, she would undoubtedly be a woman who would turn heads wherever she went. But now, she wore only a plain light pink shirt, light gray trousers, and comfortable, light-cut cloth shoes, hurrying through the dense crowd.
Wen Lan stood at the door, wiped the sweat from her face, tucked her stray hair behind her ear, and rang the doorbell.
It wasn't Mrs. Jiang, whom Wen Lan knew, who opened the door, but Zhou Tao, the man of the house who was rarely home.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou,"
Wen Lan said apologetically, her full breasts heaving with each breath, "I'm sorry I'm a few minutes late."
"It's alright, come in!"
Zhou Tao's smile eased her tension.
"Mrs. Jiang went out?"
Wen Lan entered the house and, finding the mistress of the house, Jiang Nan, absent, asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Does she have class today?"
"Hehe, she doesn't have class this morning, but she made plans to go shopping with a friend."
Zhou Tao smiled slightly and casually said, "I came back to grab something, I'll be leaving in a bit. You go about your business."
Zhou Tao went into the study and tidied up the papers on the table.
Wen Lan started working. She came here every day to clean the house, cook, do laundry, and do all the other chores.
She was paid thirty yuan an hour, three hours a day. Wen Lan worked diligently and conscientiously, and Zhou Tao and Jiang Nan were very satisfied with her.
They were discussing giving her a raise. Wen Lan was very grateful to them; she desperately needed the money for her sick husband, her son who was still in school, and her sensible daughter…
Zhou Tao, carrying his purse, walked out of the study to leave, and inadvertently saw Wen Lan washing herself in the bathtub.
Wen Lan bent over, and from behind, all he could see was her round bottom and long, slender legs beneath her bulging pants.
With her legs bent, Wen Lan's full buttocks swayed up and down as she worked.
"Mrs. Wen, I've thought about giving you a raise."
Zhou Tao's eyes were fixed on Wen Lan's buttocks as he drawled, "How about an extra twenty yuan per hour? Starting today."
"I really don't know what to say."
Wen Lan straightened up, her voice filled with gratitude. "Mr. Zhou, thank you so much. I'll definitely work even harder."
"No need, no need."
Zhou Tao waved his hand with a smile, put his purse on the floor, and went into the bathroom. He chuckled, "You've done a very good job. Jiang Nan has always praised you to me. It's just that I was away on a business trip recently, otherwise I would have given you a raise already."
"This is already very good, thank you."
Wen Lan said gently, "Thank you so much."
"Do you have any other requests?"
Zhou Tao walked towards Wen Lan step by step. "If so, just let me know, and I'll see if I can help you."
Wen Lan looked at Zhou Tao's concerned eyes and felt a little embarrassed.
“No, Mr. Zhou, I’m already very satisfied.”
Wen Lan shook her head. She wasn’t someone who didn’t know when to stop or was greedy. “Thank you so much.”
“Alright then!”
Zhou Tao paused, then continued, “But I have a question I’d like to ask you.”
“Go ahead and ask!”
Wen Lan smiled.
“Could you do one more thing in these three hours?”
Zhou Tao took a step forward, standing in front of Wen Lan, and said, “I’ll give you an extra raise.”
Wen Lan instinctively took a step back, her brows furrowing slightly. "What is it?"
she asked. Zhou Tao didn't speak, but smiled and reached for her chest to unbutton her clothes.
Wen Lan panicked, immediately covering her chest and trying to escape Zhou Tao's body, but he grabbed her and pulled her back.
"What do you want to do, Mr. Zhou? Let me go!"
Wen Lan's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness. Faced with Zhou Tao's strong body, she seemed incredibly weak, but she still tried to break free from those iron-like hands.
"What are you afraid of?"
Zhou Tao said shamelessly. "I'll give you money. Didn't you come here for money too?"
"No, I came here to work. Let me go."
Wen Lan struggled and shouted, "Let me go, or I'll call for help..."
"What kind of work?"
Zhou Tao's face showed a mocking look. He said disdainfully, "Just an hourly worker?"
"I came here to do hourly work."
Wen Lan's face was flushed, and her forehead was covered in sweat. "Let me go..."
"If you agree, I'll give you three hundred yuan at once. It's much better than you working so hard cleaning toilets."
Zhou Tao persuaded and tempted her, as if he had suffered a great loss. "Besides, at your age, if it weren't for your face and figure, you wouldn't be worth this much money."
"Mr. Zhou, let go, or I'll really call for help..."
Wen Lan did not give in and still did not agree.
“Go ahead and scream! You’ll lose face and your job too.”
Zhou Tao said smugly, his voice cold. “Go out on the street and see if a woman your age can find work for 150 yuan for three hours.”
Zhou Tao was right. 150 yuan for three hours was a considerable sum for Wen Lan. She hesitated for a moment, and the lustful man immediately took complete control of her.
“No, please, Mr. Zhou…”
Wen Lan felt a powerful force pressing down on her, leaving her powerless to resist.
Zhou Tao frantically groped around her waist, finally unzipping his pants and pulling them down along with her underwear. His
thick fingers slipped into her dark pubic hair, and with a sneer, Zhou Tao forcefully inserted them between Wen Lan’s legs, kneading her genitals.
Wen Lan closed her eyes tightly, enduring immense pain and humiliation, letting his hands run rampant in her most private place.
“Mrs. Wen, you have so much hair, you must be a she-wolf with a strong libido, hehe…”
Zhou Tao lewdly twisted her body and pressed her upper body down.
Wen Lan had no choice but to bend over, gripping the edge of the bathtub with both hands, her buttocks sticking out.
Her hair, which was tucked behind her head, fell down, obscuring her face.
Wen Lan cried, tears streaming down her face, dripping into the freshly clean, bright white bathtub. The glistening teardrops seemed to blend into the white, becoming indistinguishable once they fell.
Wen Lan’s round, large buttocks obediently stuck out in front of Zhou Tao, who stared intently.
Zhou Tao was a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters; he was like a sophisticated sensor, able to accurately detect a woman’s allure.
Although Wen Lan was dressed plainly and was middle-aged, this could not conceal her charm and allure, especially the sexy body beneath her ordinary attire.
If she were lucky, like his wife Jiang Nan, Wen Lan could be a graceful and elegant white-collar woman, sitting elegantly on the sofa watching others work.
Fortunately, she wasn't. Wen Lan was just a part-time worker doing manual labor for money.
Zhou Tao felt his business was very worthwhile; for a mere three hundred yuan, he could change his tastes and easily sample a jar of aged wine. He thought life was wonderful.
Zhou Tao parted her buttocks, completely exposing her dark red anus and hairy genitals. The trembling little anus bloomed fearfully in Zhou Tao's lewd eyes, timidly awaiting his ravaging.
"You're so clean! You've done a good job of self-cleaning!"
Zhou Tao's middle finger ruthlessly stirred inside the fleshy opening hidden by the thick pubic hair, the intense pleasure stimulating him.
"Ah..."
Wen Lan had no other choice but to yield, to submit. She opened her mouth to cry out, then immediately shut it tightly.
Her teeth clenched her lips; she had to endure it. Wen Lan didn't want him to hear her moans.
What a beauty! The 300 yuan deal was too good to pass up. Zhou Tao gripped his throbbing, not-so-thick penis and forcefully thrust it in, the force almost causing Wen Lan to fall into the bathtub.
It was a shameful moment, a shameful position. Wen Lan was powerless to protect herself, having completely surrendered her most private and precious parts to be humiliated.
Wen Lan finally couldn't hold back her tears, which fell like rain, washing over her face.
Her hands, gripping the edge of the bathtub, were numb, her arms stiff, and her whole body was devoid of feeling. Wen Lan was just holding herself up, trying not to fall.
She only hoped that it would all end soon...
But an unexpected event occurred. Zhou Tao's penis, which had been full of vigor just moments before, suddenly throbbed just before penetration, and a thick stream of semen shot onto Wen Lan. "
Damn it," Zhou Tao thought, feeling frustrated and embarrassed. Ejaculating before even penetrating was a significant blow to a man.
Many prostitutes in society have lost their lives because they unintentionally mocked men for being impotent.
"XX Bing," from a rural area in Guizhou, was frail and sickly from childhood, unable to do manual labor, and made a living by collecting scraps. At 24, unable to suppress his urges, he had an affair with a prostitute on the outskirts of the city. During one such encounter, the prostitute mocked him for being "impotent," which deeply wounded his strong sense of pride. Hearing the saying "you are what you eat," XX Bing conceived the idea of killing a man and eating his genitals to improve his health. After much planning, he chose Zhuang, who was physically weaker than him. On the day of the crime, he murdered Zhuang, cut off his genitals, and ate them raw in two separate meals. To destroy the evidence, he set fire to several places at the scene before fleeing. "Twenty-year-old Zhang, after drinking, was walking home when he passed a hair salon. A woman standing at the door beckoned him to 'have some fun.' After Zhang went inside, a casual remark she made led him to believe she was mocking his sexual performance. In a fit of rage, Zhang pulled out a folding fruit knife he was carrying and stabbed the woman twice. The woman, who was stabbed in the heart, died despite attempts to resuscitate her."
"Du came to Fuqing from Pingtan and stayed at the Nan Hong Hotel. That night, Du went to a hair salon in Yuping Street, agreed on a price for sex, and then called Wei to the Nan Hong Hotel, where they had sex. The next morning, Du left the Nan Hong Hotel to go to Fuzhou. Because it was raining, he returned to the Nan Hong Hotel and checked into room 910. The next day, Du called Wei to the Nan Hong Hotel and agreed on a price for sex. They had sex three times. Afterwards, Wei said, 'You finished too quickly. Do you want to do it again? I don't think you can handle it.' Du was extremely angry and slapped Wei's face. The two then started fighting. Du used a knife to slash Wei's neck and other areas, causing her death. He hid Wei's body under the bed and fled."
"Get up! Straighten your clothes."
Zhou Tao wiped his penis clean, put on his pants, took out three hundred yuan in crisp new money from his wallet, and threw it to Wen Lan, who was lying on the ground crying.
"Look, it's still a new bill. Stop crying, you're being hypocritical after getting a good deal. Hurry up and get ready, Jiang Nan will be back soon. If she sees you like this, your salary still won't go up!"
Zhou Tao walked out, followed by a loud slam of the door.
Wen Lan lay on the ground, slowly stopping her sobs. Looking at the three hundred yuan on the ground, her mind felt like it was filled with heavy stones, leaving no room for anything else.
She had suffered a lot and endured hardships that others couldn't imagine, but Wen Lan had persevered.
Wen Lan had once been a proud peony blooming in spring, envied and envied by those around her, but life had played a cruel joke on her, a huge joke.
She had become a blade of grass, a humble and helpless blade of grass. Wen Lan suddenly laughed, mocking herself. The body she once thought was the purest and noblest was only worth three hundred yuan.
Only a few minutes passed, but it felt like a lifetime. Wen Lan picked up the money, folded it neatly, and put it in her pocket.
Wen Lan pulled out a tissue from the box and wiped away the puddle of liquid behind her with all her might.
She stood up, put on her pants, and tidied herself in front of the large mirror. Wen Lan saw that her once beautiful face, weathered by time, was now devoid of life, as if dead.
She gathered her hair back and re-secured it with a hair clip, revealing a pair of large, bright, reddish eyes.
She tried to force a smile, but failed. Wen Lan finally saw herself clearly: a middle-aged woman who still retained some beauty, a woman who had just exchanged her body for three hundred yuan. Her lips finally twitched.
Wen Lan washed her face, dried it, found paper and a pen, and left a message for Mrs. Jiang, who had always been kind to her: "Mrs. Jiang, Zhou Tao is a beast in human form."
She placed the note in the kitchen, knowing Zhou Tao never went there. She also left the room key in the kitchen and left the house that held such terrifying memories for her.
Li Weijie went to the stationery store, initially wondering how he would deliver such a large amount of stuff, but upon asking, he learned that they offered home delivery, which made things much easier.
After quickly finishing the stationery, Li Weijie went to a clothing store and bought many clothes for the children in the orphanage...
It's great to have money! Having recently made a fortune in the stock market, Li Weijie almost immediately paid for items that seemed good value for money and had them delivered.
Just as he was about to go to another store, Li Weijie happened to see the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she pressed her slender fingers to her temples, seemingly feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
He wanted to continue, but after only two steps, the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang stopped. She was probably truly unwell. Li Weijie felt a strange pang in his heart and quickly ran over, asking with concern, "Sister Suxiang, are you alright?"
Song Suxiang looked up and saw him. Recognizing Li Weijie, the man with the sunny smile, she paused for a moment before replying, "I'm fine, just a little dizzy."
Seeing the beautiful woman Li Weijie had been longing for day and night, so close, seeing her captivating and alluring figure, especially the faint pink glimpse through the pale green silk scarf tied around her white neck—a hazy, serene, and irresistibly seductive sight—he was momentarily stunned.
In that instant, through the curved neckline, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Song Suxiang's lace bra and an incredibly alluring cleavage. The bra only covered half of her full, white breasts, which shone enticingly under the bright light, leaving Li Weijie mesmerized.
Seeing the frail and delicate appearance of the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang, Li Weijie quickly went up to her and supported her soft shoulders, saying, "Sister Suxiang, let me help you find a place to rest!"
"It's alright, it's alright..."
the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang said softly, but she was too weak to refuse Li Weijie's kindness. She could only lean on his shoulder as if boneless, letting Li Weijie help her walk step by step towards the designated rest area in the mall.
Inadvertently, Li Weijie touched her high breasts, and the electric sensation made his mouth dry and his whole body hot.
Finally, Li Weijie helped the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang to the sofa in the rest area. Her long black hair was spread out on the black sofa, her hands were limply bent and placed on her lower abdomen, and her high breasts rose and fell slightly with her breathing, as if they were about to burst through her uniform shirt. Li Weijie could almost see the shape of the nipples trembling slightly. Her body was slightly turned to the side, revealing her beautiful curves.
The hem of her dark blue uniform skirt only covered the middle of her calves, revealing a section of her fair and translucent legs. Smooth and delicate, they outlined two perfect, snow-white feet. Her smooth ankles and glistening toes were enough to ignite the desire of any man standing nearby.
There was no one else in the rest area except Li Weijie and the mature, beautiful Song Suxiang, alone together.
Li Weijie thoroughly admired Song Suxiang's exquisite beauty, looking her over from head to toe, then from toe to head, again and again. Her curvaceous body was incredibly alluring… Ah, this beauty was truly a masterpiece of God; Li Weijie was completely captivated.
This intense stimulation overwhelmed his desire; his burning impulse finally triumphed over reason. With a courage and strength he didn't know he possessed, he impulsively pounced on her, pressing himself firmly against her soft, boneless body.
Even through her clothes, Li Weijie could feel her unique fullness and warmth; the palm of his hand felt the wonderful sensation of touching a mature body; and his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of her hair.
"Sister Suxiang, you look so beautiful today! Ever since that night we met, I've been thinking about you constantly, about every smile and gesture..."
The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, froze in front of Li Weijie, looking completely bewildered. Her strict moral upbringing had instilled in her a cold and unapproachable aura.
Perhaps she never expected a young man to make such a blatant confession, or perhaps she was terrified by Li Weijie's intimidating gaze. Completely unprepared for his sudden action, Song Suxiang could only desperately try to push him away, but her struggles were weak and futile.
To Li Weijie, it seemed more like a feigned rejection.
"Weijie, we can't do this. We've already made a mistake, we can't do it again..."
The mature and beautiful Song Suxiang pushed and dodged, calling out with a pitiful expression of feigned resistance that made one's blood boil.
"Sister Suxiang, didn't we finish quickly last time? Don't you really want to? If you don't like me at all, then tell me. Look into my eyes and tell me."
Perhaps all men have a beastly potential, and the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang's resistance only aroused Li Weijie's intense desire.
Li Weijie seized the opportunity to kiss the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang's cherry-like lips. His hot breath touching the woman's lips excited him immensely.
He skillfully and expertly kissed the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang's lips, her neck, and her earlobes. Simultaneously, his left hand firmly grasped her resisting hand and placed it above her head, while his right hand, through her clothes, grasped her full breasts, gently kneading them. The soft, comfortable sensation quickly spread from his fingertips throughout his body; the heavy elasticity brought an unprecedented stimulating touch. His hard penis uncontrollably hardened, pressing defiantly against her lower abdomen…
The mature and beautiful Song Suxiang trembled slightly, her face flushing red, her beauty alluring. She could only weakly clamp her thighs together, fantasizing that this would hold onto her last line of defense. The
usually sacred and inviolable wife of the chief of staff was being touched by Li Weijie in her most private and sensitive areas. The intense guilt, coupled with the great stimulation, made him extremely excited. Li Weijie rubbed vigorously.
"Ah…"
Caught completely off guard by Li Weijie's sudden action, the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang screamed and struggled, her haughty eyes revealing extreme panic. She shook her head repeatedly, her long hair brushing against Li Weijie's face, the delicate fragrance of her hair wafting into his nostrils.
Her slender waist twisted, causing her full, elastic breasts to rub against Li Weijie's chest, making his already erect penis even harder.
She could no longer endure this humiliation. Like a virgin being defiled, Song Suxiang struggled fiercely, but her mouth couldn't utter a sound, as it was completely filled with Li Weijie's kisses.
Song Suxiang was, after all, a well-mannered, high-class lady. While a hospital restroom could be considered a secluded space, this shopping mall rest area was a completely public area, open to anyone. How could she do such a thing here? If someone caught them, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking this, the mature beauty Song Suxiang struggled even more violently. Several times, Li Weijie almost made her roll off the sofa, and even his tongue, which had been inside her lips, was bitten until it bled from her teeth.
Suddenly, Li Weijie pulled away from her sweet lips, wedging his legs between hers, and pinning her hands above her head with his left hand.
By this time, Song Suxiang was fully conscious. She tried desperately to break free of the restraints on her arms, but to no avail.
The weight of her arms made her breasts appear even more prominent. Desperate tears welled in her slightly alluring eyes, the blush faded, and her face turned pale. But the paleness did not diminish the mature beauty of her face. She wanted to scream with all her might, but dared not. She could only twist her body beneath him, her long, snow-white legs bending and stretching repeatedly, her heels stomping on Li Weijie's feet.
The soft, delicate feet pressing against his instep felt like a massage, which Li Weijie actually found enjoyable.
"Weijie, no, not here..."
The mature beauty Song Suxiang's large eyes were filled with fear as she pleaded tearfully. Seeing her tearful face and sobbing, Li Weijie's heart softened. He loosened his grip on her arm and sat down beside her.
Freed, Song Suxiang sat up, glanced at Li Weijie beside her, and remained silent.
At that moment, a ridiculous thought arose in Li Weijie's mind: if he could subdue the Chief of Staff's wife and make her his woman, this situation wouldn't have occurred.
Thinking about it was one thing, but turning the noble Chief of Staff's wife into his woman was no easy task, but it wasn't entirely impossible. Especially for high-ranking women, their emotional emptiness, loneliness, and lack of physical comfort made them ideal targets for Li Weijie.
In truth, everyone has two sides: a gentle, kind, and beautiful side, and a violent and ugly side. It's just that the latter is deeply hidden in the depths of the heart, never exposed. Half of a person is an angel, half a devil. Let Li Weijie completely tear off her noble mask, let her groan under his brutality, let her succumb to lust, struggle, even beg for mercy, and go mad beneath him! Let her become a complete, standard slut, a wanton woman! Perhaps this is exactly what a dignified noblewoman desires.
It seems he's truly driven by lust; men! When lust takes over, the lower half always dictates the upper half. During his trip to Taiwan, Li Weijie had relations with many mature beauties, married women, and elegant ladies. Although the processes varied, the results were all the same.
'I thought I had the charm to charm all kinds of women, from young girls to mature women, but today I've received a harsh wake-up call.' Li Weijie felt a pang of self-mockery as he looked at the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang beside him, hesitating about how to break the awkward silence between them.
Song Suxiang, avoiding Li Weijie's eyes, glanced around casually. Suddenly, she noticed the girl who had entered the mall with Li Weijie walking towards the rest area. Song Suxiang immediately panicked.
Li Weijie also saw Qi Qingci. Song Suxiang's face was flushed, her clothes disheveled—a rather unseemly sight. Without hesitation, Li
Weijie grabbed her and pulled her towards the restroom. There was a restroom in the rest area, but it was the women's restroom. Li Weijie didn't think much of it; after Song Suxiang entered, he followed.
Qi Qingci, carrying several bags, also entered the women's restroom.
"Weijie, let me go!"
Li Weijie then realized he was still tightly holding the mature beauty Song Suxiang, pinning her down in a private room. One of his hands was on her breasts, and he took the opportunity to squeeze and knead them a few more times.
The mature beauty Song Suxiang was both ashamed and angry, trying to break free from Li Weijie, but to her dismay, she heard someone opening the door outside. Although she was still twisting, she couldn't escape Li Weijie's embrace.
Her slender waist twisted, causing her shapely, elastic buttocks to rub against Li Weijie's already swollen penis, making it even harder and thicker.
"Weijie, don't do this! What if someone finds out? Ah! What are you touching me for…"
The thing Li Weijie was pressing against Song Suxiang's buttocks was large and hard, making her whole body tingle.
The mature and beautiful Song Suxiang blushed deeply. She knew her breasts had swelled, and her crotch was wet. Was she truly born promiscuous? How could she be so agitated by a mere touch? But Song Suxiang also knew she wasn't a promiscuous woman. With any other man, she would have resisted fiercely. But Li Weijie was different; after all, he had saved her life, and they had shared a brief encounter in the hospital bathroom.
As Song Suxiang's voluptuous body writhed, Li Weijie's hand, which had been on her full breasts, moved down, embracing her legs. However, due to her constant writhing, his hand accidentally landed on the groin, where the stockings met her thighs. The muscles of her groin were delicate and elastic, smooth to the touch, making his heart race.
Her earlobes, inner thighs, and breasts were the three most sensitive spots on Song Suxiang's body. Oh dear! His manhood seemed even harder. Was he going to…? But there were people outside! Should she scream?
The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, held tightly in Li Weijie's arms, finally stopped kicking and struggling. After all, she didn't want Qi Qingci outside to see her.
Li Weijie looked at the mature beauty in his arms, now pressed against his back, her fair, slightly thin cheeks flushed with shyness.
Ah! No, absolutely not! If she leaked fluid now, he would definitely think she was a slut, and her struggles would be seen as feigned resistance, as a way of seducing him. If only it were just the two of them…
“Weijie, let me go, let me go…”
the mature beauty, Song Suxiang, whispered, her thighs gently resisting.
As her thighs opened and closed with each struggle, Li Weijie's hand, which was holding Song Suxiang's inner thighs, involuntarily slid, pulling aside the narrow, rope-like strip of fabric at the front of her thong.
Ah! What is this? Li Weijie's hand covered her thick, curly, soft pubic hair, his index and middle fingers touching the two petals already covered in honey-like fluid, wet and slippery.
The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, was now flushed and panting, only able to struggle slightly, gently shaking her head. Her alabaster cheek, pressed against Li Weijie's neck, felt slightly hot.
Her slightly parted, soft lips exhaled warm breath, which accelerated his blood flow in his nostrils. Li Weijie's hard, erect penis instinctively pressed against her tender, white buttocks.
Qi Qingci gracefully walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror by the sink, put down the bag in her hand, and began to undress with her fair, jade-like hands, revealing her exquisite figure. In an instant, her flawless body, like Venus's white jade, was presented to the air.
Her pair of alluring, perky breasts stood high, with only two skin-colored, almost transparent bras tightly covering her full breasts, creating two small dots on the bra. The skin-colored demi-cup bra seemed unable to completely conceal her ample breasts. Pale pink areolas peeked out from the edges of the lace-embroidered high-end bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were half-exposed.
Qi Qingci's beautiful legs in jeans and her delicate, fleshy feet aroused endless fantasies. Her slender, shapely legs, against her snow-white skin, were bathed in a magical glow under the light. Her smooth back and full hips, her wasp waist swaying gracefully, made her even more alluring and sexy, highlighting her exquisite curves. Her beautiful abdomen was smooth and white, with a cute little belly button in the center, as captivating as a cherry blossom.
She slowly unhooked her transparent bra, casually tossing it aside, and looked seductively at herself in the mirror. She teasingly touched her cherry-like nipples, letting her long-bound soft, snow-white peaks relax.
Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incredibly beautiful; as she turned, her soft breasts, no longer restrained by the bra, bounced, the two erect, tempting pink nipples trembling and quivering, vibrant and dazzling.
Qi Qingci spread her arms and reached to her waist, gracefully finding the waistband of her jeans. She swayed her body slightly, her round, plump buttocks twisting alluringly. Her beautifully shaped, white legs moved together, slowly pulling the jeans down to her thighs, revealing the valley between her legs. Next came her exquisite feet: white toes, slender soles, pink heels, and a high arch and delicate ankles forming a beautiful curve.
She didn't stop after taking off her jeans, but continued to remove her underwear…
Completely naked, Qi Qingci picked up a bag, took out a new pair of underwear, and put it on. The semi-transparent, sexy silk underwear subtly revealed the deep abyss of her crotch, the bulging contours resembling a perfectly ripe peach, the lush pubic hair clearly visible. She put her bra back on, followed by sheer flesh-colored pantyhose. Qi Qingci's rounded buttocks and deep cleft were incredibly beautiful, and her slender legs aroused endless fantasies, offering a breathtaking view.
The thin, smooth flesh-colored stockings and short skirt together accentuated Qi Qingci's already fair and full legs, making them even more sexy and alluring. Qi Qingci flexed her toes, and her charming toes twitched a few times within the stockings, looking quite adorable.
After putting on a new coat and short skirt, the entire change was complete. Qi Qingci looked at her removed underwear, a hint of shyness appearing on her face.
There was a dark stain in the middle of Qi Qingci's removed underwear, completely soaked. If Li Weijie had seen all this, he would have guessed that the reason Qi Qingci left alone was because of the intimate physical contact between them on the bus, which had caused her to climax. The wet underwear sticking to her body was certainly uncomfortable, and even her jeans had a slight dampness, so she needed to change.
However, if she changed into a new pair of jeans, Li Weijie might notice something, so Qi Qingci changed into a short skirt and stockings, which seemed rather suspicious.
Since underwear and bras usually come as a set, Qi Qingci simply took off her bra and put it on as well. The
cubicle was cramped and inconvenient to move around in, so Li Weijie held the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang on the toilet. At this moment, both of them were lost in the throes of passion.
The mature and beautiful Song Suxiang had already spread her legs apart, her high heels pointing upwards. Although they were still pressed back to back, Li Weijie could feel her shapely and elastic buttocks shyly arching back, pressing her vaginal area tightly against his erect penis inside his pants.
Li Weijie, with his index and middle fingers covering the two petals of the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang, felt a gush of slippery, lustful fluid gushing from her hairy vulva. He could no longer restrain himself. With his free hand, he immediately unbuckled his belt, pulled down his zipper, and dragged his underwear down to his knees.
Just now, after his intimate encounter with Qi Qingci on the bus, and the desire ignited by the mature beauty Song Suxiang in the rest area, Li Weijie's penis was already throbbing painfully. His hand, covering her mons pubis, pulled open her narrow, transparent thong. When Li Weijie's hot, hard penis pressed nakedly against her almost bare, white, tender buttocks through her thong from behind, the friction of flesh against flesh sent a jolt through her, making her moan. Her shapely buttocks involuntarily swayed backward, allowing Song Suxiang's wet petals to rub against Li Weijie's large glans. The pleasure of his sensitive glans rubbing against her slippery, tender petals made every pore on his body seem to open.
Ah! His was so big and hot, it felt so good against her skin. Her husband's seemed less than half the size of his, and it had been so long since he'd been home… Ah, so good…
Li Weijie forcefully ripped open the rope-like thong between her legs, one hand guiding his hard, hot glans to part the mature beauty Song Suxiang's incredibly wet petals. He thrust his hips forward with a "whoosh," and the thick glans had already spread her tender petals. With the lubrication of the honey-like vaginal fluid, his thick penis was fully inserted into her narrow vagina.
Ah! It felt so full, ah! Her husband had never penetrated so deeply before, ah! His glans was so big, it had stretched open her uterus, and her clitoris felt so numb and itchy from the impact of his glans. The mature beauty Song Suxiang was completely dazed.
"You, you be gentle...no, don't go so deep, it hurts..."
The mature beauty Song Suxiang was no longer a virgin; her flower path had been ravaged by men before. However, from the sensation of his entire penis being tightly gripped by the tender flesh inside her vagina, Li Weijie knew she didn't have much experience in sex. Her mature body possessed the softness of a young girl—simply exquisite.
Ah! Her flower bud was so swollen and itchy, why...don't move, I can't take it anymore...
The mature beauty Song Suxiang hissed through gritted teeth, her proud eyes becoming dreamlike. Her slender but beautiful face flushed crimson, her snow-white, rounded buttocks wanting to thrust back to meet Li Weijie's large penis tightly inserted in her tight little hole, yet she was shy and reserved, momentarily at a loss, her body trembling slightly.
Li Weijie's hand, resting on her slender waist, felt her fair, rounded buttocks suddenly tighten. Her wet, soft vaginal walls, like a small mouth, incessantly wriggled and contracted, sucking at his penis.
Li Weijie withdrew his large glans, which was pressed against the deepest part of her womb, from her flower bud, and then gently pushed it back in.
The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, felt weak all over. She couldn't help but reach out and hold onto the sink, her high heels gripping the marble floor. Her two slender, shapely legs naturally parted, and she no longer cared about shame. Instinctively, she arched her shapely buttocks slightly, making it easier for Li Weijie to thrust into her tender flower path.
Li Weijie's large penis, tightly enveloped by her tender orifice, thrust faster. The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, arched her buttocks back repeatedly to meet his thrusts, and strands of vaginal fluid flowed from the point where their genitals were tightly joined.
Suddenly, the layers of tender vaginal walls spasmed and contracted, and a gush of hot fluid spurted from the depths of her womb, drenching the urethral opening of Li Weijie's glans.
The intense climax caused the mature beauty Song Suxiang's two long, slender, snow-white legs, clad in high heels, to tremble uncontrollably as if cramping. Had Li Weijie not held her buttocks with both hands, Song Suxiang would likely have collapsed onto the slippery marble floor.
Qi Qingci was still outside; now was not the time to indulge. Li Weijie decided to finish quickly. He thrust rapidly, his thick, long penis moving in and out of Song Suxiang's vagina like a piston. Seeing her two pink petals flipping in and out with each thrust of his large penis, this thrilling sight made his penis grow even larger within her tight, beautiful opening.
She rarely had an orgasm, but he brought her to one in less than two minutes. It was so big, so hard, so hot! If it weren't for the abundant lubrication, her tender little hole would probably have been torn. Ah, it felt like it was coming again? The mature beauty, Song Suxiang, had completely forgotten her composure, overwhelmed by the continuous orgasms, leaving her dazed and confused. Li Weijie saw her intoxicated expression, her slightly upturned, proud eyes glistening with tears; her lust had reached its peak.
At this moment, Li Weijie no longer cared that Qi Qingci was outside. He hugged Song Suxiang's firm, elastic buttocks tightly, his large penis thrusting rapidly into her pink, wet, and tight little hole.
The sound of Li Weijie's lower abdomen pounding against Song Suxiang's white, tender buttocks made a "slap slap slap" sound, while the "plop plop plop" sounds of their intercourse mingled, creating a passionate symphony.
"Is it comfortable?"
Li Weijie asked in her ear.
"Mmm, so...so comfortable..."
The mature beauty Song Suxiang stammered.
Li Weijie thrust harder, penetrating his thick glans deep into her uterus, pressing it tightly against her clitoris.
"How comfortable is it?"
Li Weijie panted.
"Ah, just...like this, don't move...ah...tighten it, don't move...fly, fly..."
The mature beauty Song Suxiang moaned, pressing her shapely buttocks back forcefully against the pubic bone at the base of Li Weijie's penis, sealing their genitals so tightly that there was no gap between them. Li Weijie reached out and wrapped his arms around her smooth, muscular abdomen from behind, pressing her two snow-white, smooth thighs tightly against his, their flesh rubbing together.
Li Weijie could clearly feel her elastic thigh muscles twitching. Then, her vagina, which had already tightly gripped his thick penis, began to contract rapidly again. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls writhed and rubbed against the shaft of Li Weijie's penis, while the depths of her uterus sucked at the head of his penis like a small mouth. The mature beauty Song Suxiang let out a heavy groan, and a surge of heat gushed from her core again; she had reached her second orgasm.
Li Weijie was about to withdraw his penis when the mature beauty Song Suxiang suddenly reached back and grabbed his buttocks, preventing their tightly joined lower bodies from separating.
"Don't move! I'm so sore... Are you comfortable?"
the mature beauty Song Suxiang said, as she thrust her shapely buttocks back, rubbing them against Li Weijie's pubic bone.
"Mmm...so good...Sister Suxiang, you're amazing...mmm..."
Before Li Weijie could even speak, the mature beauty Song Suxiang had already arched her back, turned her face, and sealed his mouth with her soft lips. At the same time, she inserted her nimble tongue into Li Weijie's mouth and swirled it around, pouring streams of sweet saliva into his mouth.
They had been intertwined for so long, and only now were they making contact with their lips, yet it was a different kind of fresh excitement. Li Weijie also sucked on her tender tongue, their tongues intertwining, exchanging sweet saliva with the mature beauty Song Suxiang, both enjoying the afterglow of their climax.

Chapter 187 Song Suxiang (Part 3)
Jiang Nan had originally planned to go shopping with Su Yuya today, but a colleague suddenly asked her to cover a class. Su Yuya was always a kind-hearted person, and unless there was something really wrong, she would usually help.
So, Jiang Nan made plans to go shopping with another female classmate from university, but the two women hadn't seen each other for a long time.
He Hui is now a successful client manager at Langsha Entertainment City under the Chaoyang Group.
Back in university, she was a popular figure, admired by many boys. Apparently, she later dated a high-achieving student from another university, who is now working as a technician, struggling to even pay his salary.
At the agreed-upon department store, Jiang Nan met the long-absent He Hui. She wore a tight pink short dress, flesh-colored stockings that hugged her full thighs, high-heeled crystal sandals, and long, straight hair. The opening of her top revealed a glimpse of her ample cleavage, subtly revealing a lace-trimmed bra. Her full breasts swayed gently with her movements, making her radiant.
He Hui's beautiful face was largely unmade-up, except for long, curled eyelashes and luscious red lips. Almost every man on the street stared at her.
In contrast, Jiang Nan, dressed in a beige suit, exuded an air of elegance and refinement. Sheer stockings clung to her long, slender legs, and she wore black high-heeled sandals. Her long hair was styled in a simple bun, her eyebrows lightly arched, and her face delicately powdered. The only striking feature was her large, almond-shaped eyes, which occasionally radiated a captivating allure.
The two shopped for a long time. Seeing He Hui carrying large bags of clothes, Jiang Nan felt a pang of sadness, though not exactly inferior.
She thought back to her school days, when He Hui's family was struggling financially. She felt superior to He Hui in every way. Even when comparing breasts in the shower, Jiang Nan's were always fuller than He Hui's. But now…
He Hui led the sullen Jiang Nan to a stylish café in the mall. They ordered some food and chatted about their school days.
“You're doing quite well now!”
Jiang Nan said, looking at He Hui with a hint of envy.
“We’re sisters, I have nothing to hide from you.”
He Hui smiled slightly, a hint of resentment and self-pity flashing in her eyes, quickly concealed. “With my husband like that, it’s a miracle he can support himself. I’ve gotten this far on my own.”
Jiang Nan understood He Hui’s words; it wasn’t easy for a woman to break free from a man and rely on herself.
“I remember back in school, we always said men were so stupid, so easy to fool.”
He Hui took a sip of coffee, saying with a touch of melancholy, “Actually, we were all wrong. When a man truly loves you, he’s incredibly naive, but if he just wants to play you, he’s more cunning than a fox.”
Jiang Nan looked at He Hui silently.
“How’s things going with you and Zhou Tao?”
He Hui suddenly turned the topic to Jiang Nan, a sly glint in her beautiful eyes. “Is it
going well?” “So-so! What about you?”
Jiang Nan chuckled lightly; conversations between mature women weren’t as taboo as those between young girls.
“Judging from Zhou Tao’s physique, he can’t possibly satisfy you. Should I introduce you to a better one sometime?”
He Hui blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. “I guarantee you’ll faint several times a night.”
“Keep him for yourself!”
Jiang Nan blushed. She was a respectable woman and dared not challenge the nightclub queen He Hui in matters of the heart. “By the way, can’t your man satisfy you?”
“Him? I do it with other women much more often than him.”
He Hui suddenly remembered something. “By the way, have you heard something?”
“What is it?”
Jiang Nan looked up and asked.
“That Li from our university got expelled,”
He Hui said dismissively. “They said it was because he got a female student pregnant, and he was caught at the hospital giving her an abortion.”
“Ah!”
Jiang Nan exclaimed in surprise. “Wasn’t he arrested?”
“No, the student’s parents were too ashamed.”
He Hui rolled her eyes, her expression somewhat angry. “I heard that guy had slept with several girls before.”
“Really?”
Jiang Nan seemed lost in thought.
"Back in school, several times I saw him peeking under my clothes while he was explaining problems to me on my desk."
He Hui didn't seem to notice Jiang Nan's strange expression and continued, "By the way, Jiang Nan, was it your first time when you married your husband?"
"Ah, yes...yes!"
A blush crept onto Jiang Nan's face as she thought of her brazen teasing of Su Yuya yesterday. Ah, karma really catches up with you!
"Your husband is so lucky. My husband...hehe, when he was with me, he hadn't even seen a woman's pubic hair!"
He Hui, true to her nightlife background, spoke with a queenly air. "But I had already learned how to ride on top of men back then."
They chatted for a while longer, but Jiang Nan's mind wandered. She couldn't help but think of her first time, of that beastly Deputy Director Li, that bastard, that scumbag, that animal...
otherwise, how could she have married Zhou Tao, who wasn't even that outstanding among her many suitors? Although Zhou Tao is now a department manager at his company and has achieved some success, he still pales in comparison to the wealthy and powerful men who pursued Jiang Nan back in school.
It was during her final year of university; Jiang Nan was struggling with calculus and had already failed twice. This was her last chance, so she asked a senior to take the exam for her.
However, the senior was caught by the student affairs office proctor during the exam, a serious demerit. Having already studied for four years, a major demerit meant she wouldn't graduate. Jiang Nan nearly fainted on the spot.
Later, with the senior's help, Jiang Nan found the home of Li Xiangchan, the deputy director of the academic affairs office. She brought a few simple gifts and knocked on the door of that scoundrel.
Only Li Xiangchan himself was home—a fat man in his forties. He seemed kind when he saw Jiang Nan's gifts, but his face turned serious upon hearing about the incident.
“Professor Li, I’m about to graduate, but the school is going to give me a major demerit.”
Jiang Nan cried, tears streaming down her face. “If I don’t graduate and don’t get my diploma, how am I supposed to explain this to my family?”
Li Yichan remained unmoved by Jiang Nan’s words. His eyes swept over her ample breasts beneath her thin t-shirt, and he swallowed hard. “That’s difficult. I’ve already registered with the school, unless…”
He stopped mid-sentence, his hand suddenly sliding from Jiang Nan’s shoulder to her full breasts. She shuddered and cried out, “Ah, what are you doing?”
Jiang Nan stood up abruptly, her face flushed with shame and anger.
“To be frank, if you let me have my way with you once, I’ll give you another exam paper right away, and I guarantee you’ll graduate.”
Li Yichan leered and reached out to touch Jiang Nan’s face.
Jiang Nan’s face turned red, and she hesitated, “This… I…”
“If you dare, hurry up. My wife will be back in a bit, at most half an hour.”
Li Yichan sounded impatient. “So, is it okay or not?”
Jiang Nan’s heart was pounding. She hadn’t even thought of this! She didn’t dare to move.
Upon seeing Jiang Nan's expression, Li Qichan grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms, his hand naturally grasping her soft, youthful, and elastic small breasts.
Jiang Nan was wearing a purple floral floor-length skirt. Li Qichan's hand slipped inside her skirt, touching Jiang Nan's smooth, long legs. She trembled, her eyes tightly closed, letting him grope her.
Li Qichan lifted Jiang Nan's t-shirt, pushing up her small bra, revealing a pair of pink and snow-white breasts.
While playing with Jiang Nan's delicate breasts with one hand, Li Qichan pressed Jiang Nan against the bed, lifting her long skirt completely and pulling her white panties down to her knees.
Jiang Nan suddenly felt that her most private parts were exposed to this man. The long skirt, pulled upside down, covered her head, reducing some of the humiliation.
"Ah..."
Jiang Nan trembled all over. A hand touched her there, the unfamiliar sensation like an electric shock.
Jiang Nan had sparse pubic hair, softly covering her pale pink vulva. Almost without hesitation, the man thrust his thick penis against her tender, virgin vulva. The unfamiliar, hard, and hot sensation filled Jiang Nan with unprecedented humiliation and unease.
The man had no time for foreplay; his hard penis immediately penetrated her body, the tearing pain causing her entire body to tense.
"Ah...it hurts..."
Jiang Nan cried out, wriggling her hips, trying to pull the object out.
Seeing Jiang Nan's reaction and the drops of blood on his penis, Li Chuanqi exclaimed excitedly, "A college student still a virgin? So tight..."
Li Chuanqi gripped Jiang Nan's waist with both hands, his penis beginning to thrust.
"Ah...I don't want to...let me go...it hurts..."
Jiang Nan cried out repeatedly, trying to roll over, but Li Chuanqi pressed down on her, his lower body moving incessantly, causing Jiang Nan to cry out in pain.
Ten minutes later, a satisfied Li Qidong left Jiang Nan's buttocks. Jiang Nan lay there, her snow-white buttocks bare and raised, her straight legs spread wide. The place where the man had just fought was a mess; her delicate labia were swollen, and a stream of white semen slowly flowed between them.
Jiang Nan rolled over, tears streaming down her face, pulled up her underwear, ignored the sticky feeling in her lower body, covered her face, and ran out.
Physically and emotionally traumatized, this incident had a great impact on Jiang Nan. In the end, she chose Zhou Tao, the most honest man among her many suitors, despite his modest background.
A flood of thoughts washed over her. Thinking of her relatively harmonious relationship with her husband, Zhou Tao, Jiang Nan felt a sweet warmth welling up inside her. Of course, this sweet happiness only lasted until she returned home and saw the note Wen Lan had left…
“Wenrou, come with me somewhere…”
Song Ya Nu gently patted Wenrou's shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
Wenrou, who was shopping in the mall, looked away from the dazzling array of goods and blinked her crystal-clear eyes.
Song Ya'nu bit her lip and didn't say anything, but just pulled Wenrou's elbow, and Wenrou had no choice but to follow her out of the women's brand clothing store.
"Come with me to the restroom..."
After walking through the mall's spacious and bright corridor, Song Ya'nu lowered her voice and said to Wenrou.
"Please, like a little kid."
Wenrou deliberately pretended to be surprised and teased Song Ya'nu.
"Oh, I don't want to go alone!"
Song Ya'nu frowned and squeezed her nose to act cute.
"The restroom is just ahead, only a few steps away, why are you pulling me in the opposite direction?"
Wenrou still asked knowingly.
"I want to go to the rest area!"
Song Ya'nu stomped her foot angrily, "It's more secluded there, less likely to bother me!"
"Oh, so you need to 'go to the toilet,' that's how it's said in classical Chinese, right? A Chinese literature major genius?"
Wenrou still didn't miss the opportunity to tease Song Ya'nu.
"If you keep babbling, I'll banish you to the cold palace!"
Song Ya'nu retorted angrily.
"Waaah, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!"
Gently raising her hands in a gesture of surrender,
Song Ya-nu, if given a choice, certainly wouldn't want to use the restroom in the mall. However, things can change unexpectedly, and she had to relieve herself outside. She had no choice but to choose a less
crowded restroom. Footsteps sounded outside, startling Qi Qing-ci, who had just changed her clothes. Time was of the essence, and she didn't have time to think. She hurriedly tidied herself up and quickly slipped into a small stall, closing the door behind her.
Just as she hid, the door opened, and two people entered, chatting and laughing.
Li Wei-jie sat
on the toilet, while the mature beauty Song Su-xiang straddled him, her vulva gripping his penis and stroking it up and down. Surprisingly, the mature beauty Song Su-xiang, who had seemed so resolute in the rest area outside, was now so wanton in the empty stall. Perhaps feeling spied on by someone outside, Song Su-xiang seemed particularly excited, her vulva tightening as she reached another climax. She bit down on Li Wei-jie's shoulder to prevent herself from making any lewd noises.
The restrooms in the mall were quiet and peaceful, especially the women's restroom, which even had potted evergreen plants and hanging aquatic plants. The large vanity mirrors on the sinks were sparkling clean. Although there was no central air conditioning, the overall environment was in no way inferior to the restrooms of a five-star hotel.
"The women's restroom is so nice, there's not a trace of smoke."
Wenrou sniffed the air.
"I really don't know what's so good about smoking?"
Nowadays, not to mention adults, even many minors have become addicted to smoking. Fortunately, none of her roommates had this bad habit, but all the boys in her class were heavy smokers. Song Ya Nu didn't expect everyone to be well-behaved. Although smoking wasn't against school rules, it affected her mood, but out of sight, out of mind. Anyway, it wasn't her business if those boys smoked themselves to death.
The two chose stalls that were separated by two people. Song Ya Nu took out disinfectant wipes and wiped the toilet seat several times before slowly taking off her skirt and underwear, letting the urge to defecate settle.
Wenrou, however, was quick and efficient. The moment Song Ya'er sat down, Wenrou had already unceremoniously urinated, the stream of urine splashing against the toilet bowl with a loud slurping sound. Song Ya'er blushed just listening to it.
After urinating, Wenrou flushed, quickly put her clothes back on, and went to the sink to wash her hands.
Only now did Song Ya'er breathe a sigh of relief and begin to forcefully expel her feces, little by little.
"Ya'er, your mother's birthday party is almost here!"
Wenrou chatted with Song Ya'er, leaning against the sink. "Hehe, how's your boyfriend's birthday party for your mother going? It should be almost done by now!"
"Huh? You didn't go out to wait?"
Song Ya'er asked, blushing.
"I don't know how long you'll be pooping, going out to wait is boring!"
Wenrou rolled her eyes, looking incredibly cute. "Besides, you're the one who asked me to come in with you, okay?"
"Well… uh… it smells terrible!"
Song Ya'er's face was practically boiling with embarrassment.
"No way! You poop, I'll chat!"
Wenrou replied quite readily.
"..."
Song Ya Nu was embarrassed for a moment, then changed the subject, saying, "It's almost done!"
"Speaking of which, did your boyfriend prepare any surprises for your mother? Marrying our talented Song Ya Nu isn't easy."
"I don't know! He just said he'd make sure my mother is happy. Actually, even though he said he'd take care of it, he didn't really do the work. He has so many school club activities, he simply doesn't have time to help me with this and that!"
"Oh! But that's great! You can create a unique birthday party for your mother."
Wen Rou felt a surge of joy when talking about Song Ya Nu's mother's birthday party. She also wanted to host one for her own mother, but her family's financial situation...
"Yeah!"
Song Ya Nu laughed, "To fit into the dress, I need to lose another two kilograms."
"Please, you're already very thin, okay?"
Wen Rou looked up at the ceiling, speechless. "I'm the one who needs to lose another two kilograms, right? Otherwise, the dress you gave me will definitely be stretched to a crisp."
“Uh… Wenrou, you need to lose weight not in your waist, but in your breasts…”
Song Ya’s pretty face flushed slightly, whether from using the restroom or for some other reason, it was hard to tell. “I really don’t know how you gave birth, it seems to be getting bigger and bigger down there…”
“Ah… Hahaha…”
Wenrou laughed awkwardly, but a hint of sadness appeared on her face.
“Hey, by the way, do you want to come with me to the Shangri-La Hotel this weekend after the tutoring session?”
“Why do we need to stay there?”
Wenrou asked, puzzled.
“Isn’t my mother’s birthday party being held there?”
Song Ya explained, “We’re planning to choose a package deal, and stay there for one night after the birthday party. I… I want to try it out first!”
“The Shangri-La Hotel is a five-star luxury hotel, you don’t need to try it out, do you?”
Wenrou said helplessly.
"I was thinking of that!"
Song Ya Nu said sweetly, "That way I can report the progress of the preparations to my A Yong!"
"Oh, so your Chen Yong said he didn't care, but he actually cares a lot!"
Wen Rou teased Song Ya Nu, "After all, it's his mother-in-law's birthday!"
"We're engaged, we'll get married after graduating from university, so... my mother is his mother-in-law. It's her birthday, of course A Yong has to make sure everything is perfect, otherwise if my mother doesn't want me to marry her, who will he cry to!"
"Hehe, look at you, so girly!"
Wen Rou laughed, "Ya Nu, you two have been engaged since childhood, don't you mind?"
"Sigh! Oh!"
Song Ya Nu pouted and sighed softly, "Actually, it's nothing! We're childhood sweethearts, our families are well-matched. You know, kids raised in families like mine don't get to decide their own marriages."
"By the way... I have a question for you..."
Wen Rou whispered.
"What is it that you have to whisper about?"
Song Ya Nu could barely hear her voice.
"You guys... um... did you do that?"
Wenrou stammered, blushing, which was rare for her.
"Which?"
Song Ya'nu couldn't see Wenrou's expression through the restroom door and couldn't understand.
"It's... that..."
Wenrou said boldly, not as bold as her name suggested, "Doing the things we do... that!"
"Oh! You little brat! You..."
Song Ya'nu blushed too, "You're so annoying!"
"I'm your best friend, what's wrong with telling me?"
Wenrou, in her haste, adopted a confrontational attitude and preemptively struck, unlike in front of Li Weijie. However, although they were all in the women's restroom, they didn't know each other.
"Uh..."
Song Ya'nu hesitated.
"Uh what!"
Wenrou asked.
"Then I'll tell you, you don't..."
Song Ya Nu whispered, "Don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Of course!"
Song Ya Nu patted her chest and promised.
"And you, you also..." Song Ya
Nu hesitated, "You can't laugh at me either!"
"What's so funny?"
Wen Rou rolled her eyes.
"We... haven't done it yet..."
Song Ya Nu's voice trailed off.
"Huh? I thought you two had already..."
Wen Rou was taken aback. After all, the two of them had been betrothed since childhood, and most people matured early these days. If it weren't for the family's financial situation, her younger brother, who lived far away in the countryside, would probably already have a child.
"No! Our views are very traditional, and..."
Song Ya Nu's pretty face flushed, "I want to save my first time for our wedding night..."
"That's not funny at all! It's very romantic!"
Wen Rou said softly, her expression growing increasingly somber.
"Oh... I was afraid you'd think I'm old-fashioned..."
Song Ya Nu breathed a sigh of relief.
"I won't!"
Wen Rou said firmly.
"Hmm... By the way, what about you?"
Song Ya Nu asked.
"Me?"
Wen Rou was stunned.
"Yeah! Have you done it yet?"
Song Ya Nu felt she had revealed her secret and started gossiping.
"Me?"
This time it was Wen Rou's turn to stammer, "I don't even have a boyfriend!"
"I'm talking about before!"
Song Ya Nu pressed.
'I've never had a boyfriend before!' Wen Rou really wanted to say that, but it seemed like she was unpopular, so she decided against it. Later, some things happened at home, and Wen Rou didn't want to think about that nightmarish night again, so she shook her head and said, "Well, it's okay!"
"What do you mean by 'okay'?"
Song Ya Nu persisted.
"Ah, well..."
Wen Rou's mouth was completely tied in knots, "Are you done yet?"
"Almost done!"
Song Ya Nu mumbled in response, "By the way, are you going to come with me to the Shangri-La Hotel or not?"
"Okay!"
Wen Rou compromised, "Or you can come to my house that day, and we'll go together."
"Not come to my house to find me, okay?"
Song Ya Nu pouted.
"I'm not your boyfriend!"
she said gently with a smile. "Anyway, your place is so close to mine, and parking is really convenient there. I have some things to take care of at home, so come to my place first, and we can go together after I'm done!"
"Okay!"
Song Ya wiped herself clean, flushed, and came out of the bathroom. After washing her hands, the two left together.
A moment later, after both women were out...

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