[Urban] Urban Romance (Complete) - 24

Chapter 198 Policewoman Xia Chun
Meanwhile, Li Weijie also met Xu Qing's daughter. His lustful eyes began to wander again, lingering on the delicate beauty before him, whose appearance rivaled Gu Yan's. Her
jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, her pupils were clear and bright, her eyebrows arched, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her fair and flawless skin glowed with a faint pink, and her thin lips were as delicate and dewy as rose petals. The high school beauty's beautiful legs, visible beneath her dress, were almost within reach, revealing a third of her snow-white calves. These young girls' calves were so slender and delicate, with rounded knees leading to long and shapely thighs. Her feet, clad in athletic sandals, were thin and white, plump and tender, and without sheer stockings, one could clearly feel how smooth and delicate her skin would be to the touch. The natural, virginal fragrance emanating from the young girl filled his nostrils, and his manhood, which had finally calmed down after watching Zhang Minghui and Xu Hei-hungry in the cubicle with Gu Yan, quietly rose again in his casual pants.
"Hello, my name is Li Weijie, you can call me Brother Weijie. May I ask your name, beautiful lady?"
Li Weijie looked at Liu Tingting. Of course, he didn't know she was Liu Zhenhan's daughter yet, and even if he were told, he probably wouldn't believe it instinctively. Could Liu Zhenhan, with his burly frame, really have such a beautiful daughter? Sigh, in this world, all the good cabbages are eaten by pigs.
The mature beauty Xu Qing, although she hadn't interacted much with Li Weijie, knew he liked to flirt, so she rolled her eyes at him and remained silent. Gu Yan knew Li Weijie's temperament well, and besides, she quite liked his carefree nature. However, seeing Li Weijie flirting with Liu Tingting, she still felt resentful. She pouted and gave a soft "humph," her slightly furrowed brows revealing her displeasure.
Liu Tingting, seeing Li Weijie praise her beauty and ask her name, blushed slightly and lowered her head, saying in a voice barely above a whisper, "Liu Tingting, a very common name, isn't it?"
Li Weijie silently repeated the name a few times, shook his head, and chuckled, "Not common at all! Tingting, graceful and elegant. A very nice name, I'll remember it."
Liu Tingting's face was flushed, and she pretended to be angry, saying, "I'm not talking to you anymore, you're so frivolous."
Seeing her smiling face, Li Weijie chuckled inwardly, "If I were serious, I probably wouldn't be talking to you at all."
As the two were talking in hushed tones, someone suddenly coughed beside them, startling them both.
Gu Yan couldn't help but chuckle. Li Weijie turned his head and saw that the mature and beautiful Xu Qing was watching him with great interest. Although there was a smile on her lips, her eyes clearly warned him to behave himself, which made him break out in a cold sweat.
Inside the car, Li Weijie, sitting in the passenger seat, was laughing and joking around.
"Weijie, you also work in finance. Take a good look at these documents; they should be helpful to you."
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing took a document out of her black briefcase and handed it to Li Weijie while driving. "This is the information on that company. Take a look."
Married for many years and with a daughter in her final year of high school, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing was very well-maintained. Her hands were long and white, with slender and beautiful fingers, each one like a green onion. Her delicate nail polish was glossy, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance flowing through them, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it was hard to tell.
As Li Weijie received the documents, he inexplicably brushed against the hand of the mature and beautiful Xu Qing. The touch of their skin was smooth and soft, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, thinking to himself, "Such smooth and tender skin!"
Xu Qing, however, was struck dumb, her whole body trembling, a blush rising to her delicate face. She wanted to rebuke Li Weijie's impetuous action, but when she glared at him, she saw that he looked completely serious. She thought to herself, "Maybe he didn't mean it; I'll let it go this time."
She was unaware that Li Weijie's expression was... He was deliberately putting on an act, but secretly he was chuckling to himself, thinking smugly, "This alluring and radiant mature beauty clearly has well-maintained skin, but when you touch it, you realize it's almost indistinguishable from a young girl's. What a stunner!"
Li Weijie and the mature beauty Xu Qing were sitting in the front seat of the car. Although there was a gear shift between them, everyone knows what the traffic situation is like in China. Illegal motorized tricycles and electric vehicles weave through the streets and alleys, turning left and right, all without regard for traffic lights, double solid lines, or whether there are other cars on the road. So even though the mature beauty Xu Qing was driving and Li Weijie was in the passenger seat, they still inevitably had physical contact at times. Although there were several layers of fabric between them, Li Weijie could still feel the softness and plumpness of the mature beauty Xu Qing's body.
However, Li Weijie dared not be too presumptuous with the mature and beautiful Xu Qing. After all, they weren't very familiar with each other, and through their conversation, he knew that this beautiful woman was the president of the Central Bank. It would take some skill to subdue such a woman. So, Li Weijie merely casually raised his arm while flipping through documents, brushing against Xu Qing's shoulder to take advantage of her.
Xu Qing, on the other hand, felt both ashamed and angry. When Li Weijie's hand first touched her long, shapely legs due to a sudden stop, she wanted to reprimand him, but when she looked at him, she saw him looking apologetic. If she argued with him… wouldn't that mean he had taken advantage of her…? The mature beauty was unwilling, but she had to swallow her anger.
She shouldn't have let this brat get on the bus in the first place. Knowing she worked at a bank, he shamelessly insisted on a ride, saying he needed to go to the bank to withdraw money. Now that he was already on, there was no way she could kick him off. The mature and beautiful Xu Qing thought about it and decided to let it go, continuing to drive. The first time Li Weijie rubbed her body, Xu Qing didn't feel anything unusual, but as the frequency increased, something seemed to change within her.
Her body felt itchy, tingly, and soft; the feeling seemed to be slowly changing, like the feeling of her first physical contact with a man.
While looking at the internal bank documents in his hand, Li Weijie's gaze subtly shifted to Xu Qing's thighs as she focused on driving. She wore sheer flesh-colored stockings, the lines of her long, slender legs enhanced by the stockings.
Just then, a motorcycle carrying three people suddenly appeared in front. Xu Qing swerved the steering wheel sharply, causing the smoothly moving car to spin rapidly. Li Weijie and Xu Qing, who weren't wearing seatbelts, immediately lost their balance and swayed from side to side.
Li Weijie's exceptional balance, muscle flexibility, and reflexes allowed him to react instantly and escape unharmed. However, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing, with her light and agile body, suddenly loosened her grip on the steering wheel, causing her to lurch towards the car door and slam her head against the window.
To prevent Xu Qing from getting hurt, Li Weijie reacted swiftly, reaching forward to catch her in his arms. An exception was made: Li Weijie brazenly and openly embraced the mature and beautiful Xu Qing, her voluptuous and sexy body, his mouth almost touching her earlobe. He whispered, "Aunt Xu, are you alright?"
Li Weijie's hot breath lingered in her ear, causing Xu Qing's heart to tremble. A strange feeling arose within her, and she replied, still shaken, "Weijie, I'm fine, thank you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Qing realized something was wrong. She found herself tightly held in Li Weijie's arms, her slender waist held firmly by his strong arms. If it weren't for the gearshift between them, Xu Qing's round, full buttocks would have been against Li Weijie's thighs.
The hot breath from Li Weijie's words seemed to still linger in Xu Qing's ear, sending ripples through her heart, spreading in circles, a tingling sensation.
"You're welcome, it's nothing."
As he spoke, Li Weijie held the beautiful and elegant mature woman, Xu Qing, tightly, as if a terrible accident would happen to her if he let go.
Xu Qing was wearing a uniform issued by the bank, looking very dignified and elegant. Holding her, Li Weijie felt that her figure beneath the uniform was indescribably beautiful. Full-figured and shapely, without the firmness of a young girl's body, yet not loose either; her waist was slender, and Li Weijie could easily wrap his arm around her.
To Xu Qing, Li Weijie's voice sounded different than before, as if he were nervous and excited, his deep, disordered breath irritating her neck, creating a more intense tingling sensation.
At this moment, the motorcycle that had violated traffic rules was long gone, leaving only Xu Qing's car parked alone on the side of the road, long skid marks on the ground, the tires running over the median strip; thankfully, it hadn't hit a utility pole.
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing felt it was indecent to be held so tightly by a young man, and tried to break free silently. However, Li Weijie held her too tightly,
and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape. There was something that even Xu Qing, a mature and beautiful woman with a master's degree in a top-tier university's key major, could never have imagined: during her struggle, her full, ample breasts were rubbing intimately against Li Weijie's chest.
Li Weijie was hardly a paragon of virtue, and Xu Qing's intimate contact with him immediately aroused a strong reaction in him. What every man, except perhaps a eunuch, possessed awakened from its slumber, erecting a fiery tent.
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing, her head slightly lowered, glanced at Li Weijie's frighteningly wicked man and her breath caught in her throat. A delicate blush rose on her fair and translucent face, and she whispered shyly, "You..."
She had intended to scold him angrily, but the words caught in her throat. Xu Qing was a strong, reserved, and proud woman, but this was the first time she had encountered such an embarrassing situation.
Holding Xu Qing's soft, fleshy, and hot body, Li Weijie's breathing became rapid. His hands caressed Xu Qing's smooth, slender waist, feeling the delicate skin of this mature woman that seemed beyond her years. He whispered in her ear, "Aunt Xu, that was really dangerous!"
Xu Qing's hair was tied up behind her head, and as Li Weijie held her, he gently brushed against her long, white neck, a rich fragrance stimulating his sense of smell.
Li Weijie suddenly remembered some posts he'd seen online mentioning that women with high libido have a particular fondness for strong perfumes.
Could the mature beauty in his arms also have a high libido? The moment this thought crossed his mind, Li Weijie involuntarily swallowed, his eyes unconsciously scanning the mature beauty's body. Xu Qing's body was burning hot, soft and supple, her flushed face so tender it seemed to drip water, her phoenix eyes watery and captivating, completely different from her usual calm, decisive, and wise demeanor. Her chest was heaving violently, her full breasts heaving as if trying to break free of the constraints of her suit.
The more Li Weijie looked, the drier he felt, and a wicked thought crept into his mind. Gazing at that beautiful, delicate face, he felt an uncontrollable lust and couldn't help but want to…
Just then, the alarm sounded behind them. The piercing sound was like a wake-up call, jolting the mature beauty Xu Qing awake from her daze. She forcefully opened Li Weijie's eyes and looked at him coldly, saying, "You brat, how dare you! You dare to take advantage of Aunt Xu."
Hearing the mature beauty Xu Qing's tone and icy gaze, Li Weijie couldn't help but shiver and immediately "confessed," "Aunt Xu, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
The mature beauty Xu Qing gave a coquettish snort, transforming into a high and mighty queen, her gaze towards Li Weijie carrying a hint of unforgiving arrogance. With a hint of mockery, she said, "What? Now you know fear!"
Li Weijie lowered his head and softly hummed in agreement, saying, "I know I was wrong."
Seeing his meek and listless appearance, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing's expression softened considerably. She said softly, "Some mistakes are simply unforgivable."
Li Weijie cautiously glanced at the mature and beautiful Xu Qing, and finding that she didn't seem truly angry, or rather, her anger had subsided, he chuckled and said, "Actually, I didn't mean it. It's all because Aunt Xu, you're so beautiful."
Upon hearing this, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing's smooth cheeks flushed instantly, and she angrily retorted, "You, what did you say?"
In truth, only Xu Qing herself knew that besides being annoyed by Li Weijie's praise, she also felt a touch of joy.
“Aunt Xu, every word I’m saying comes from the bottom of my heart. You are truly beautiful.”
Li Weijie displayed a fearless and indomitable spirit. “Tingting inherited six-tenths of your beauty and is already a class beauty. I bet you were at least the most beautiful girl in your department back in college, if not the most beautiful girl in the school, with many suitors!”
The more Li Weijie spoke, the redder Xu Qing’s face became, whether from anger or reproach, she said, “Stop talking.”
“Oh! Then I won’t say anymore.”
Li Weijie, not content with that, continued, “Aunt Xu, if you don’t like what I’m saying, just hit me!”
Xu Qing looked at Li Weijie in confusion, asking, “Why?”
“Consider it punishment for my careless talk!”
Li Weijie raised his head, his eyes meeting Xu Qing’s beautiful eyes. Their gazes met, and they seemed to see something in each other’s eyes.
Upon hearing this, Xu Qing chuckled softly, exuding charm and allure. Realizing her mistake, she quickly looked away, her expression like that of a shy and bashful young girl.
Her smile was captivating, alluring, and seductive. When Li Weijie saw the mature and beautiful Xu Qing smile so charmingly, his mind went blank. All he could see and think about was her smile that could eclipse everything else; he was completely stunned.
Seeing Li Weijie's dumbfounded state, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing chided, "What are you looking at?"
After speaking, she thought to herself, "What's wrong with me? My tone doesn't sound angry; it sounds like the flirtatious banter between lovers."
Li Weijie suddenly snapped out of his daze, exclaiming, "Ah!" He glanced at the stunningly beautiful Xu Qing and thought to himself, "This woman is truly an enchantress. When she's not smiling, she's dignified, intelligent, elegant, and refined; when she smiles, she's alluring, seductive, and captivating."
He sincerely praised, "Aunt Xu, you look so beautiful when you smile."
Upon hearing this, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing felt both shy and pleased. She wanted to be angry but seemed to have no reason to be. She couldn't let someone's praise make her lose her temper! The mature beauty Xu Qing had subconsciously ignored Li Weijie's inappropriate behavior earlier. She feigned a tense expression and said coldly, "Stop flattering me."
"I wasn't flattering you?"
Li Weijie scratched his head, looking naive. "I was just telling the truth!"
"You think I don't know what you're thinking?"
Xu Qing scoffed. "You just want me to let bygones be bygones, right?"
Li Weijie smiled sheepishly and remained silent. At that moment, a police motorcycle pulled up beside the car.
"Hello, please show your driver's license."
A tall, slender policewoman jumped off the motorcycle; the tight-fitting uniform accentuated her curvaceous figure.
He walked to the car window, took off his sunglasses, and knocked on the door. His attitude wasn't exactly rude, but it was clear this woman wasn't in a good mood. Otherwise, a traffic cop wouldn't have forgotten basic etiquette, even though saluting during law enforcement is just a formality. You see, in a place like Donglai City, residents are generally very progressive; complaints are minor, but if they're used as a pretext, anything can become news. Besides, her tone shouldn't have been so stiff, as if the whole world owed her millions.
Li Weijie had seen a post on the Tianya Sichuan forum titled "Shuangliu County Public Security Bureau Seriously Deals with Traffic Police Officer's Inappropriate Language During Duty." The post described how, while waiting at the Shuangliu Stadium for an event, a traffic cop, because "the leader's car is coming soon," angrily banged on his car, urging him to hurry up, and declared, "I serve the leader! Is the leader more important than you people?"
He slowly rolled down the window a little more, and the sunlight coming from the opposite direction dazzled Li Weijie. At the same time, the abundant sunlight allowed him to clearly see the female traffic police officer's appearance.
Even Li Weijie, who worked at a multinational company like Tianfeng Group and was used to seeing all kinds of white-collar beauties, couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds. Unlike the slightly unhealthy pale skin of those office ladies, the policewoman in front of him gave off a feeling of healthy beauty full of sunshine.
The beautiful policewoman's hair was tied into a simple ponytail, secured with a silver crescent-shaped hair clip. Her bangs were of varying lengths with a slight curve. Her oval face had a slightly childlike quality, with dark and shiny eyebrows, bright and piercing eyes, a straight nose, and small mouth with tightly pursed red lips. Although she didn't speak, she exuded confidence and strength in her calm demeanor.
Her wheat-colored skin was smooth as jade, yet without a hint of roughness. Combined with her lithe and shapely figure, Li Weijie could tell after a quick scan that she had absolutely no excess fat, especially her two full, prominent breasts below the neck, which, accentuated by her uniform, were firm and alluring.
The pretty policewoman, upon seeing Li Weijie, paused slightly, her already unattractive expression instantly darkening.
Beautiful women usually have bad tempers, and Li Weijie quickly grasped the essence of this saying. Under Li Weijie's harassing gaze, the pretty policewoman finally ripped off the mask she had painstakingly put on and said, "Where are your eyes looking?"
He glanced at the policewoman's name tag (Xia Chun)—a rather innocent name, but this temper…sigh. And she seemed to no longer recognize him. Li Weijie sighed inwardly. He had unwittingly arrested a perverted sex offender, and he'd even received his 100,000 yuan reward from her!
It seemed this beautiful policewoman, whose name matched her appearance, was definitely in a bad mood today. Otherwise, Li Weijie would bet that with her looks, she'd be dragged into alleyways for some kind of sexual encounter, or at least ogled by men a hundred times a day. She wouldn't be so angry over Li Weijie's gaze just now. Even if she was on her period, it wouldn't be that dramatic, right? Could it be that this beautiful policewoman, with her figure and looks, had just been taken advantage of and then abandoned? Li Weijie coughed lightly twice, looking at her leisurely, and said, "The continuation of life is an instinct ingrained in the genes of every living being."
"..."
The beautiful policewoman, Xia Chun, made everyone fully understand the phrase "eyes wide open." It seemed she didn't understand what this sentence had to do with Li Weijie openly staring at her chest.
"In the absence of immortality, most organisms have evolved to choose mating as a means of perpetuating life. And to ensure the best and safest inheritance of this life, humans, in their mate selection criteria, instinctively prioritize three aspects of a woman's appearance."
Li Weijie spoke very seriously, as if an old scholar were discussing scientific matters: "A woman's high and firm breasts indicate excellent genes and good development, suggesting a strong ability to breastfeed. This ensures a higher survival rate for offspring. Therefore, my actions just now were merely an instinct left over from the long history of human evolution. It has nothing to do with morality."
The beautiful policewoman Xia Chun initially looked puzzled, but the more she listened, the more her face turned ashen. Xia Chun was originally a key detective under Yang Ningbing, the "Iron-Blooded Policewoman" captain of the city's criminal investigation team. While the captain was on leave, she apprehended a human trafficking suspect and, upon learning of his alleged rape, couldn't help but break three of his ribs. After Yang Ningbing returned, she helped Xia Chun withstand the pressure and temporarily transferred her to the traffic police team to reflect on her actions.
Xia Chun, a beautiful policewoman who felt she was completely innocent and had done nothing wrong, was in no mood for reflection and her mood was worse than ever before. Li Weijie, the man who had been lecherously staring at her chest, unfortunately walked right into her trap. In front of her, he calmly and confidently
launched into a long, rambling, and eloquent speech. What were clearly vulgar and obscene topics became a set of upright scientific theories in Li Weijie's mouth, as if his looking at her chest was a great honor. The pretty policewoman Xia Chun was quite impulsive, wanting to ask Li Weijie if she should strip naked for him to examine her.
Knowing that with Li Weijie involved, she might not be able to leave today and would definitely be going to the police station for a "coffee" (only the Hong Kong police station had this kind of treatment; in China, the police station was lucky to even have cold water), the mature and beautiful Xu Qing stopped the incessantly talking Li Weijie and made him apologize to Xia Chun. Seeing his perfunctory attitude, she made him apologize a second time, more seriously.
Even though Li Weijie's impeccable smile looked suspiciously like a lewd grin, the beautiful policewoman Xia Chun ultimately didn't handcuff him and take him back to the police station to teach him a lesson (even if he did, Li Weijie wouldn't be afraid; with his relationship with Yang Ningbing, hehe...). She
quickly explained what had happened, took photos of the scene, and told him to go to the traffic police station within a week to resolve the accident; the mature and beautiful Xu Qing started her car and sped away.

Chapter 199 Bank Robbers
Donglai City, one of the largest economic cities in China, Sanyou Avenue, with countless high-rise buildings standing side by side, arranged in a staggered pattern, the streets bustling with traffic, and overflowing with low-rise buildings... Cars of varying engine displacements moved slowly forward like a long dragon at the traffic lights.
Since the news broke that the "purchase tax incentive policy would be cancelled," a frenzy of buying had swept through car markets in major cities across the country. Most 4S stores were experiencing shortages, with nearly a hundred small-displacement models from brands such as Geely, BYD, Chery, Great Wall, FAW-Volkswagen, and Shanghai Volkswagen already out of stock. Meanwhile, queues formed at various vehicle registration offices throughout the city.
It seemed this traffic congestion was unsolvable. Li Weijie sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window, idly lost in thought.
The World Bank's Donglai branch, a fifty-story building... The building is one of the tallest in Donglai. In front of it, there are fountains, flowerbeds, and shady trees. Several armed bank security guards solemnly scan the passersby.
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing drove to the bank. She parked, opened the door, and got out gracefully.
Li Weijie followed her out. Suddenly, Xu Qing turned to look at him, her voice low and warning, "Don't tell anyone about this, understand? And don't follow me."
At this moment, Li Weijie's heart finally relaxed. He thought to himself, "So she was just trying to scare me!"
Although Xu Qing was forty years old, Her figure remained incredibly voluptuous, and what Li Weijie noticed most was her round, plump buttocks. Standing beside the car, watching the stunningly beautiful back of the mature woman Xu Qing recede into the distance, Li Weijie couldn't help but glance at her ample rear end. He found himself quite pleased with himself, though he regretted not being able to experience it firsthand because of the gear shift.
Beneath her knee-length skirt, Xu Qing's round, fleshy buttocks were incredibly alluring. The languid, seductive charm emanating from her mature woman was far more visually striking than that of a young, innocent girl in the bloom of youth.
Only after the beautiful, mature woman Xu Qing's graceful figure had completely disappeared from his sight did Li Weijie smack his lips, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, and walk into the bank to queue at the ATM. He didn't have much cash left. Although he could use his card, he always carried some cash in his wallet. After all, some places didn't accept cards, and being handsome didn't make you a paragon of virtue.
"Taiwanese beauty Hou Peichen attended the opening ceremony of a French brand women's lingerie store, serving as a ribbon-cutting guest and spokesperson. Hou Peichen said, 'I also enjoy choosing high-quality lingerie, as it makes me more comfortable and more charming.'" Li Weijie looked at the picture of Hou Peichen in his hand and smiled knowingly. She really had come to the mainland; he just wondered if the two of them would have a chance to meet this time.
Continuing to browse the next news item that interests me: Taichung flower market vendors recently hired five scantily clad young female models to promote tulips. As requested, the five models wore only super-short hot pants on their lower bodies, and even less on their upper bodies—just bikinis, with a few tulips pinned to them. Their slender waists, beautiful backs, and great figures were on full display. One of the models said that people often "touched" them inappropriately, sometimes even harassing them by asking for a kiss or being touched, which made them feel wronged and frightened.
Li Weijie scoffed, "Why didn't I encounter any events like this when I went to Taiwan? But we're not much worse off in mainland China. A Shanxi coal mine owner said he wanted to buy the car saleswoman and the car together."
Having just finished reading the two news items, it was Li Weijie's turn. He went to the ATM, inserted his bank card, and followed the instructions. Enter PIN! Enter amount! Dispense money… Where's the money? Why isn't it coming out? The ATM was out of money?
Had the people in front of him withdrawn all the cash? Or had the ATM always been empty? Those people in front of him hadn't even warned him; how selfish! Li Weijie cursed inwardly as he walked into the bank lobby, intending to withdraw money from the counter.
The bank lobby was spacious, and not many people were there. Some customers sat on benches with their numbers, while others stared at the LCD TVs on the wall, pointing and commenting on the constantly scrolling currency exchange rates.
The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the tiled floor rang out behind him, accompanied by a waft of perfume. Li Weijie instinctively took a light sniff, and then, as he turned his head, an incredibly graceful figure brushed past him.
Due to the angle, even with Li Weijie's exceptional eyesight, he couldn't see her face clearly, only catching a fleeting glimpse of her delicate, smooth skin. Her body, clad in a black uniform, was full and shapely, mature and alluring. From the hem of her short skirt, two sections of her fair and slender legs were revealed, incredibly sexy.
Because they almost brushed past each other, Li Weijie only felt that this mature and noble woman had hands as soft as tender shoots, skin as smooth as cream, and an elegant demeanor. She exuded a graceful and luxurious aura, like a noblewoman who had stepped out of a medieval European oil painting.
His thoughts were still lingering on the noble woman when, suddenly, a man entered through the door, carrying a large bag that seemed to be filled with something.
Li Weijie's expression changed; he sensed something strange about the man, and felt an invisible tension emanating from him. Just as he was wondering what was happening, the man swiftly pulled a silk sock from his pocket, covered it, and rushed forward.
"Don't move! Everyone kneel down! If anyone moves, we'll kill them!" the
short, thin, masked man shouted, firing a shot into the ceiling. After the gunshot, the customers depositing and withdrawing money in the bank crouched on the ground, covering their heads with their hands, trembling.
Several armed security guards standing at the bank entrance rushed in, raising their guns to aim and preparing to give their usual shouts, when "bang bang..."
several gunshots rang out behind them.
Blood splattered, and the backs of the guards immediately turned red. They swayed and fell to the ground. Two masked men, wearing stockings over their heads, carrying bags, and wielding homemade gunpowder guns, walked in.
"Ah!"
The customers, already terrified and crouching with their heads covered, screamed loudly when they saw the security guards being killed by the robbers.
"Anyone who screams again, I'll fucking shoot him!"
A fat man with stockings covering his face and broad shoulders roared, firing two shots at the bank's security camera inside. The bank employees behind the counters cowered in fear.
Looking at all this, Li Weijie cursed his bad luck in his heart again. He had been in a traffic accident on his way here, hadn't withdrawn any money outside, and now this bank robbery had occurred. Was he just unlucky to go out today?
"Get down here!"
The masked fat man pointed a gun at Li Weijie's head and roared, "Do you want to die?"
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Even the best martial artist fears a kitchen knife, let alone a dark gun barrel. Li Weijie slowly covered his head with his hands and followed the assailant's instructions to the right to squat down with the other customers.
Three thugs, two homemade Type 54 pistols, and a double-barreled shotgun. Judging from the marksmanship of the two masked men who had entered the bank earlier and killed the security guard, their marksmanship was excellent, and they were ruthless and merciless. Clearly, they were no ordinary thugs.
The short, masked man who had entered first walked to the front counter with his pistol and shouted to the bank staff, "Quickly, fill these three bags with money! Hurry up, or I'll kill you all!"
Before he finished speaking, the short, thin masked man threw three large bags inside. With their lives in the hands of these thugs, how could the bank staff dare to delay? Several men immediately opened the cash register and started filling it with money. They had never been so proactive with even the biggest customers.
As Li Weijie squatted down, he surveyed his surroundings, his mind preoccupied with the mature and beautiful Xu Qing. Xu Qing was a high-ranking bank employee; she shouldn't be in the lobby, and the chances of her encountering danger were slim. As long as she was safe, Li Weijie saw no need to take the risk. After all, they were robbing the bank's money, not his own. Besides, what if the three of them had an eighty-year-old mother, a sick wife and young children to support, or some kind of earth-shattering story of someone suffering from a terminal illness and unable to afford medical treatment…?
Lost in these thoughts, Li Weijie felt something brush against his back. He reflexively nudged it with his elbow. Huh? Soft, smooth, slippery, and elastic? What a strange thing.
Turning around, Li Weijie saw a beautiful woman, around thirty or forty years old, with a flushed face, leaning against him—the same elegant woman he had just brushed past without catching a glimpse of her. Her jet-black hair was styled in a high bun, with fine strands brushing softly against her delicate ears. Her fair, mature face was lightly made up. Her eyes were like water, and her lips were a vibrant red, a sight to behold. She was a stunningly beautiful woman, absolutely exquisite. Her breasts were very full, and she wore a black uniform suit with a white shirt underneath. The top two buttons of her shirt were undone, revealing a deep, white cleavage.
Had he just touched this elegant woman's breasts? Thinking this, Li Weijie felt a little embarrassed. Besides, he knew this woman; they had met once before (actually more than once), so they were old acquaintances. Although she might not recognize him, Li Weijie knew the elegant woman's name: An Biru.
Li Weijie smiled awkwardly, a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said honestly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know there was someone behind me."
The elegant and beautiful An Biru's face flushed crimson. She hadn't expected Li Weijie to bump her breasts with his hand, making her heart race. He hadn't meant it, so An Biru was too embarrassed to blame him. How did she know he hadn't meant it? Come on, this was a robbery! Besides, it wasn't entirely Li Weijie's fault; she also bore some responsibility. If An Biru's breasts weren't so full, firm, round, large, plump, soft, and elastic, towering high… he wouldn't have been able to touch them! Relying on his hands? How could that possibly be pleasurable? [Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large granular protrusions, closely matching the female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience… Intense and irresistible! Click to enter]
"No, it's nothing…"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru looked at the three vicious thugs, her expression panicked, her eyes filled with terror, and her whole body trembling.
“It’s alright, as long as you listen to them, they won’t kill anyone.”
Li Weijie knew the elegant and beautiful An Biru was afraid, otherwise she wouldn’t be trembling so violently. He whispered, “We are all hostages. We are all important until they leave safely.”
“Thank you, thank you,”
the elegant and beautiful An Biru said gratefully. Li Weijie’s comfort seemed to have an effect; although her body was still trembling, her eyes had gradually calmed down.
Not long after, the three large bags were filled with money. The short, thin, masked man grinned and said, “Quick, bring it over.”
He put away his gun, picked up the three bags of money, and walked outside. The other two thugs followed behind to clean up. They retreated while keeping their guns at the ready, watching everyone warily to prevent anyone from being blind, hot-headed, or having a burst of heroism and wanting to meet Marx and Engels ahead of time.
Just as the three thugs were about to leave the bank, a loudspeaker blared from outside: "Listen up, you're surrounded! Drop your weapons and surrender!"
"Damn it! How did the police get here so fast?"
Hearing the commotion, the masked fat man grabbed a hostage and yelled, "Skinny Monkey, Bamboo Pole, grab a hostage! We need to find a way out!"
Bamboo Pole, a lean thug standing 1.8 meters tall, also grabbed a hostage, pointed a gun at the man's head, and shouted towards the bank's entrance, "Listen up, police! Call your boss over! We need to talk to him, or I'll kill them!"
Skinny Monkey, carrying a money bag, put it down and walked over to Li Weijie, intending to take him hostage. But seeing the elegant and beautiful An Biru behind him, he grinned and pulled her over.
The elegant and beautiful An Biru screamed loudly, her voice filled with fear, "You, you can't kill me..."
Skinny Monkey hadn't expected to grab such a mature, elegant, and alluringly beautiful woman so easily. He was also captivated by the dignified and charming woman before him, swallowing hard as his mouth watered.
"Monkey, what's wrong with you? Grab the hostage quickly, or none of us will escape!"
The masked fat man, seeing that Skinny Monkey hadn't arrived yet, was so angry he wanted to shoot him twice.
Skinny Monkey snapped out of his daze, pulling the elegant and beautiful An Biru towards the masked fat man, and laughed, "Second Brother, what do we do now?"
The mature and beautiful An Biru had never been treated like this before. Her arm, gripped by Skinny Monkey, ached painfully, and her beautiful eyes reddened as if tears were about to fall. She also subconsciously glanced at Li Weijie.
Just then, several police officers rushed in. Leading them was a beautiful policewoman with large, bright black eyes that seemed to shimmer with unspoken emotions, as if constantly whispering secrets. Her strong, straight nose possessed both feminine beauty and a touch of masculine strength. Her thin, soft lips had an almost transparent, glossy sheen, so delicate and luscious that a single glance could be intoxicating. She wore a light blue short-sleeved police shirt and dark blue trousers. Her face was delicate, her posture graceful, her figure slender, exuding a captivating charm with a touch of heroic spirit.
It's truly unbelievable how many unexpected encounters we have in life! We had only just parted ways, and now we were meeting again. Looking at Xia Chun, who held a pistol, Li Weijie was overwhelmed with emotion. The Buddha said, "Five hundred years of looking back in a past life is exchanged for a mere brush in this life."
Could this reunion be fate?
"If you come any closer, we'll kill the hostages!"
the masked fat man screamed hysterically. "Third brother, show them the bomb on your body."
"Bomb?"
The pretty policewoman Xia Chun waved her hand, signaling the other officers behind her to stop. "You're surrounded. You can't escape."
The skinny man unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a detonator strapped to his abdomen. The pretty policewoman Xia Chun frowned slightly. She had seen police cars converging on this side and followed them on her motorcycle without thinking much of it, not expecting the situation to be so difficult.
The masked fat man looked smugly at the police outside and roared, "Get your supervisor over here."
The pretty policewoman Xia Chun said, "I am the supervisor. Say what you have to say."
"Get us a car, fill it up with gas. I advise you not to play any tricks. We'll release the hostages once we're in a safe place. If I find out you've done anything wrong, I'll take the hostages with me. Also, all of you officers, get out."
"I can't make that decision. I need to report to my superiors."
The pretty policewoman Xia Chun also wanted to buy some time. She immediately led the officers out to discuss the matter.
"Has the sniper arrived yet?"
The pretty policewoman Xia Chun asked the officer next to her as soon as she stepped outside.
"Yes,"
an officer replied, "Captain Yang is on her way too. She told us to try to calm the robbers and ensure the hostages' safety."
Five minutes later, five or six police cars pulled up in front of the bank, their sirens flashing. Several entrances were already cordoned off.
"Oh, it's Captain Yang!"
Xia Chun hurried over to greet her.
The police car stopped near the cordon. As soon as it came to a stop, the door opened, revealing a pair of shiny black pointed leather shoes on the ground. Above the shoes was a slender leg encased in flesh-colored stockings, its pinkish hue shimmering like jade.
"Captain Yang!"
Xia Chun called out crisply, and the car door slammed shut with a clean bang. Her gaze naturally shifted from the shapely leg to a pair of eyes that held intelligence, calmness, determination, and a cool indifference.
This woman, only twenty-eight years old this year, is her immediate superior, Yang Ningbing, the female criminal investigation captain known as "Donglai City's Number One Police Flower" and "Iron-Blooded Police Flower."
Yang Ningbing is not only the youngest female criminal investigation captain in Donglai City's history, but also the most captivating among all the police beauties. Whether it's her refined and elegant appearance, her dignified and aloof temperament, or her alluring and curvaceous figure, she exudes an unparalleled charm.
Xia Chun is undoubtedly a beautiful policewoman, but standing next to Yang Ningbing, she is completely overshadowed, becoming an inconspicuous foil.
At this moment, this female criminal investigation captain is as meticulous as ever, her tall figure, easily over 1.72 meters, neatly dressed in her full police uniform. Her dark green top is tucked into a dark blue knee-length uniform skirt, making her look radiant and imposing. However, what truly drew attention was her unusually high and prominent breasts. A pair of full breasts, easily 38 inches in size, stretched her police uniform to its limit, giving the illusion that they might burst out at any moment.
"Xia Chun, how is it now?"
Yang Ningbing looked at her capable subordinate, her delicate, arched eyebrows furrowing slightly on her pretty, oval face. "Is the hostage safe?"
With a loud bang, just as Yang Ningbing spoke, gunshots and screams from the hostages rang out from inside. "Listen up, police outside! If you don't get here in three minutes, we'll kill all the hostages!"
the masked fat man shouted again.
"Move immediately!"
Yang Ningbing raised an eyebrow. There was no time to wait. She picked up the walkie-talkie. "Send a car over quickly. If you have the chance, take out the thugs."
At Yang Ningbing's signal, Xia Chun shouted through a megaphone, "Listen up, people inside! I've already applied for approval from my superiors. Our car will be here soon. Don't harm the hostages!"
"Hurry up, or we'll kill the hostages now!"
the masked fat man yelled. "Third brother, fourth brother, if they try anything funny, detonate the bomb! Even if we die, we'll take some people with us!"
"Understood, second brother!"
Zhu Gan replied loudly, mainly speaking to the police outside. Who would want to die if they could avoid it?
The skinny man nodded, pulling the elegant beauty An Biru closer to his arms. He felt the soft, voluptuous body of the woman in his embrace, thinking about taking her away later and enjoying her body to his heart's content…
Overcome with excitement, the skinny man's manhood hardened. An Biru sensed the change in the short, thug's body and pleaded fearfully, "Please, let me go!"
"Damn it, if you say another word, I'll kill you,"
the skinny man snapped, swallowing hard as he saw the deep, white cleavage on An Biru's chest. If he weren't holding the woman in one arm and a gun in the other, he would have loved to fondle the mature beauty An Biru's full, high breasts. He had never played with such a stunning woman before.
Seeing the elegant beauty An Biru held hostage, looking so pitiful, Li Weijie felt a pang of unease. He sighed inwardly; it seemed he had no choice but to intervene. Sigh, he knew he would eventually be defeated by a woman.
Just as he was about to make his move, the masked fat man shouted again, "Has the car arrived yet? Damn it, if it doesn't come soon, I'm going to start killing the hostages."
"Listen up, people inside, our car is here,"
Xia Chun said into the loudspeaker. "Release the hostages and get in the car. We guarantee your safety."
"Damn it, do you think we're fools? I'm saying this one last time. If you dare to play any tricks, we'll detonate the bomb."
The masked fat man saw a police car parked at the door and said to his accomplice, nicknamed Bamboo Pole, "You take the three bags of money and go out first."
He slowly pulled one of the hostages toward the door, while Skinny Monkey followed behind, pulling the frightened, elegant woman, An Biru.
"Please, let me go,"
An Biru's voice trembled. Although she was successful in her career and had a commanding presence at the television station, now, facing the ferocious kidnappers, An Biru realized that no matter how strong she was, she was ultimately just a woman who needed a man's protection.
"Shut up,"
the skinny guy cursed. "You bitch, say another word and I'll kill you."
Seeing the scene before him, Li Weijie guessed the police had already laid snipers outside. Never eaten pork, but haven't seen pigs run? That's how it's always portrayed on TV. Watching the three robbers slowly walk out of the bank, Li Weijie was still a little uneasy. He crouched down and walked forward.
"The robbers are out, everyone get ready, listen for my signal."
Yang Ningbing pressed her earpiece, her face cold, squinting at the robbers ahead.
As the three robbers walked out of the bank, Xia Chun put down her megaphone, drew her pistol, and aimed at the fat robber.
Yang Ningbing already had her gun in hand, the dark muzzle pointed directly at the bamboo-faced robber's head.
Both women were sharpshooters in the police station; they were confident they could kill the two robbers, and with the five snipers hidden in the shadows, they had no chance of survival. Just as
the three robbers stepped out of the bank, their eyes were blinded by the sunlight, and two gunshots rang out. The tall robber with the money, Bamboo Pole, was the first to have his head blown open. The masked fat man was simultaneously shot in the head, his gushing blood splattering all over the hostages in front of him. Skinny Monkey, walking at the back, because his body was pressed tightly against the elegant beauty An Biru in front of him, didn't have a chance to aim and escaped.
"Second Brother, Fourth Brother..."
Seeing his two companions dead, Skinny Monkey went berserk, shouting, "Damn it, I'll die with you!"
He pulled his right hand back, intending to use his gun to detonate the detonator on his body, sacrificing himself along with the hostages.
Li Weijie, following behind them, cursed inwardly. He had no time to think; if Skinny Monkey detonated the detonator, the elegant beauty An Biru would surely be killed. In a flash, Li Weijie's right hand exerted force, throwing a glittering silver object with lightning speed, whistling through the air.
Skinny Monkey felt a sharp pain in his wrist, almost dropping his pistol. The pain, coupled with An Biru's desperate struggle, created an opening, and "bang!" a shot rang out. The sniper seized the opportunity, and Skinny Monkey was killed instantly.
"Ah! Ahhh..."
The customers held hostage in the bank rushed out as the police shot and killed the three robbers. The police rushed over and separated the hostages, while bomb disposal experts removed the detonators from the bodies of the skinny man and the bamboo-pole man.
Li Weijie saw the mature, beautiful woman, An Biru, crouching on the ground, clutching her head. He smiled and walked over. Now it was time for the hero who rescued the beauty to appear. Unfortunately, this wasn't ancient times; there wouldn't be any melodramatic "offering oneself in return" scenes.
Reaching out to put his arm around her trembling shoulders, Li Weijie openly took advantage of the mature, beautiful woman, An Biru, and said with a self-satisfied smile, "It's alright, the robbers are dead. Don't be afraid."
The mature, beautiful woman, An Biru, suddenly threw herself into Li Weijie's arms, sobbing softly, her high breasts gently rubbing against his chest. His hand slid down to An Biru's back, gently sliding down.

Chapter 200 Mature Woman's Desire
The noble and beautiful An Biru's lips moved for a moment, then she sobbed, her pretty face resting on Li Weijie's shoulder, choking back tears.
Alas, the poor mature beauty! She had been truly terrified just now, which was why she was so helpless and lost, even using a stranger's shoulder as a crutch.
Li Weijie gently comforted the noble and beautiful An Biru, while simultaneously putting his arm around her waist and gently pulling her closer.
The noble and beautiful An Biru's soft, boneless body nestled against Li Weijie's chest; even through her uniform, one could feel her unique fullness and warmth. His palms felt the wonderful sensation of touching a mature body; his nose was filled with the faint fragrance emanating from her dark hair.
"You scared me to death, you scared me to death..."
Caught in Li Weijie's embrace, the elegant and beautiful An Biru didn't struggle; instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing, "I thought... I thought... sob sob sob..."
Li Weijie gently comforted her, whispering softly, a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen.
Since the elegant and beautiful An Biru was caught off guard, why should he be polite? Thinking this, Li Weijie grew bolder, and with a slight tightening of his arms, he pulled the panicked and bewildered An Biru into his embrace.
Caught off guard, before An Biru could react, her snow-white, high breasts, already pressed against Li Weijie's chest, were now pressed against him without reservation, her two full breasts squeezing against his chest—truly incredibly elastic!
Li Weijie involuntarily closed his eyes, savoring this hard-won pleasure. He chuckled, realizing that the one yuan he'd spent earlier hadn't been wasted on touching the elegant beauty An Biru's breasts. The "hidden weapon" Li Weijie had used to strike the skinny man
's wrist was a one-yuan silver coin. Even though it was only through their clothes, Li Weijie could clearly feel how soft and firm those two mounds of flesh were. His heart pounded, and his hands slowly slid upwards along An Biru's waist, inching towards their destination.
"Alright, alright, the police are here, we're safe now,"
Li Weijie deliberately distracted her, smiling. "Where do you live? I'll take you home."
An Biru raised her head and softly said, "Thank you, thank you."
As she spoke, Li Weijie's hands, without any hesitation, slid down to An Biru's protruding breasts, touching the bottom edge of the silk bra that covered her full breasts. With a tentative, light press of his fingertips, the weighty elasticity brought an unprecedentedly stimulating sensation, almost making him cry out in pleasure. He
was so excited; wantonly playing with the breasts of the elegant and beautiful An Biru in this state felt even more thrilling than the bank robbery earlier.
Li Weijie's blood boiled with excitement, his hands climbing even more brazenly towards the tops of her round, soft breasts, his penis uncontrollably erect, pressing against her warm, smooth thighs…
Suddenly, the elegant and beautiful An Biru stopped crying, shoving Li Weijie away abruptly. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at his lower body, her pretty face burning red.
Li Weijie was at a loss, his mind going completely blank. Fortunately, the police arrived at that moment, preventing an embarrassing situation between the two. Since all three robbers were shot dead on the spot, the elegant and beautiful
An Biru was spared the trouble of going to the police station to give a statement. Otherwise, she would definitely have had to make a trip to the police station. She left in a hurry, leaving Li Weijie with only a graceful silhouette . In the office of the president of the city's central bank, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing sat opposite Li Weijie, a faint smile on her face. "Did you offend Sister Biru?" Looking at Li Weijie's annoyed expression, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing felt a faint sense of joy for some reason. Since they were in the office, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing had taken off her uniform jacket, wearing only a white shirt, which faintly revealed a pair of full breasts covered by a light blue bra. She was still wearing a light gray uniform skirt, under which were a pair of long and fair legs, smooth and tender, covered with crystal transparent flesh-colored stockings as thin as cicada wings. She was wearing a pair of high heels. What an alluring pair of legs! "I...sigh..." Li Weijie opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, it only turned into a dejected sigh. "Alright, alright, I'll help you explain to Sister Biru." The mature and beautiful Xu Qing smiled sweetly. Knowing that the security guards who were shot were only injured and not in life-threatening danger, she was clearly in a good mood. "Speaking of which, you're her savior! Although you, this little pervert, were rude to her, I believe that if she knows that you saved her, Sister Biru will definitely forgive you." Li Weijie was stunned upon hearing this. He was certain that the mature and beautiful Xu Qing was not at the scene at the time, and his movements were swift and discreet. Even if she were next to him, she couldn't have noticed anything. The mature and beautiful Xu Qing turned the laptop on the table around, so that the screen faced Li Weijie. After watching the video playing inside, he immediately understood everything. No wonder Xu Qing knew that he was the one who saved An Biru; the bank's surveillance cameras recorded everything. Li Weijie shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed impossible for him to be a hero behind the scenes. He lowered his head, but suddenly his eyes lit up. The mature and beautiful Xu Qing's legs were perfectly displayed before him, and her thighs, barely visible beneath her uniform skirt, stirred his imagination. Li Weijie swallowed hard. He wished he were the concrete ground beneath her feet, so he could see the alluring upper thighs of Xu Qing and know what color her underwear was. Even more alluring was the sheer, crystal-clear flesh-colored stockings covering Xu Qing's already captivating legs. The stockings were so thin that the fine veins on her thighs were clearly visible. The phone rang. The mature, beautiful woman took out her phone and walked to the window. Because her uniform skirt had a slit on the side, one could see sheer, flesh-colored stockings covering her entire leg, all the way to her thigh. The slit opened and closed with her movements, revealing the lace-trimmed top of the stockings tightly hugging her soft thighs. At the junction of the lace-trimmed top and the stockings, the skin was slightly indented by the sheer, flesh-colored stockings. Oh! She was wearing two-piece stockings, clearly showing the smooth, white skin at the base of her thighs. The mature, beautiful woman, Xu Qing, pressed the answer button on her phone, slightly raising her chin, straightening her back, her full breasts high and large. Her legs, encased in sheer, flesh-colored stockings, appeared translucent in the sunlight. The call was from Song Siming, the city's secretary-general. This vicious bank robbery had alarmed the city leaders. Although the robbers had been killed and news censorship had been implemented immediately, the power of the internet was immense; the bank robbery, which had only occurred half an hour earlier, was already spreading online. Knowing that the mature and beautiful Xu Qing, as the bank manager, was undoubtedly responsible and that there were still many things to resolve, Li Weijie decided not to disturb her further and left the elegantly decorated manager's office. "Beep beep beep..." Li Weijie was walking leisurely on the asphalt road when a rapid honking sounded beside him. He looked up and saw a red Chevrolet parked ahead. The window rolled down, revealing a bright and beautiful face. The elegant and beautiful An Biru's face was slightly flushed. She asked sweetly, "Sir, where are you going?" "I, I..." Li Weijie was going to Song Suxiang's house for dinner. Of course, his real intention wasn't the dinner; the meal was secondary. The real purpose was "the person." However, in front of the elegant and beautiful An Biru, how could he dare say that? "Could you get in first? Parking isn't allowed here." The elegant and beautiful An Biru glanced around, seemingly afraid of encountering traffic police. How could Li Weijie refuse such an invitation? He immediately opened the passenger door and got in. "I'm sorry," An Biru said softly, her head slightly lowered, her pretty face flushed. If she weren't driving, Li Weijie guessed she would have buried her head in her ample bosom. Li Weijie was momentarily stunned by An Biru's coquettish yet reproachful expression. After a while, he realized that the mature beauty Xu Qing had called to explain for him; otherwise, she certainly wouldn't have invited him in and apologized. "Yes, thank you so much today, otherwise I... I don't even want to think about it," An Biru said gratefully. "I've never seen anything like this before." "It was nothing, nothing to mention," Li Weijie said modestly, not daring to boast. "It was nothing, not worth mentioning," the elegant and beautiful An Biru said with a slight reproach, thankfully not becoming angry. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Li Weijie realized he had used the wrong idiom and hurriedly apologized. If he angered An Biru again, there would be no one to smooth things over for him. "Hmm, sir, look, it's been so long, and I still haven't asked you your name!"

The elegant and beautiful An Biru rolled her eyes at Li Weijie and introduced herself, "My name is An Biru, I'm the director of the TV station. You can call me Aunt An, or Aunt Biru."
"Aunt Biru, my name is Li Weijie, you can just call me Weijie."
Li Weijie also introduced himself, "I work at Tianfeng Group."
The two chatted softly, and An Biru, who had been frightened at the bank, gradually relaxed, her clear laughter occasionally echoing in the car.
"By the way, where are you going?"
An Biru suddenly realized that she had been so focused on driving that she was almost at her house and hadn't asked Li Weijie where he was going.
"I... you can just stop at Gaosuntang..."
Li Weijie casually gave the name of a street not far from where they were.
"Hmm, my house is just ahead, come in and sit down!"
Before Li Weijie could speak, An Biru turned the steering wheel, and the Chevrolet drove onto the right-hand street.
The Chevrolet drove into an upscale residential area near Baliqiao and parked in the parking lot.
"Does Aunt An live here?"
Li Weijie asked instinctively.
The elegant and beautiful An Bi nodded, got out of the car, and walked outside.
Li Weijie followed behind her, secretly staring at her plump, round buttocks, as they entered the elevator.
*Little pervert!* An Bi blushed and muttered to herself. She had already noticed Li Weijie's restless gaze.
An Bi didn't know why she had brought Li Weijie home; perhaps it was just her conscience. He had saved her, and she wanted to find a way to repay him. Besides, she hadn't had any guests for a long time.
"What are you standing there for? Come in!"
Opening the door, An Bi looked at the somewhat shy Li Weijie scratching his head outside, couldn't help but smile, and casually slapped him, as if flirting.
"Oh!"
Li Weijie chuckled dryly as he entered, his eyes scanning the room as he asked curiously, "Um, is my uncle not home?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru's home wasn't luxuriously decorated, but it was very cozy. She changed into slippers and said calmly, "Divorced."
Li Weijie realized he'd misspoke and apologized, "I'm sorry, Aunt An, I didn't know, um..."
"It's alright, haha, I'm used to being alone. Please, make yourself at home!"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru shrugged indifferently, tossed her backpack onto the sofa, and went into her room to change.
Li Weijie sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.
"Ahhhhh... Ohhhhhh..."
A series of seductive moans emanated from the speakers, showing two naked figures engaged in a passionate lovemaking act. AV? Seriously, does this elegant, sophisticated, and charming woman watch this when she's alone?
The elegant and beautiful An Biru ran out, blushing, turned off the DVD, glared at Li Weijie, and quickly went back without saying a word. Heh, that actress's screams were quite loud!
When she came out, An Biru had changed into a set of casual clothes, and her complexion had returned to normal. Her long, slender, black hair was parted in two, draped over her snow-white neck, and rested on her full breasts; her face was like a full moon, her skin delicate as jade, with a rosy glow, its color as pure as snow under the morning sun without any makeup; beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of clear, black phoenix eyes seemed to hold a pool of autumn water, her pretty face smiling, dimples appearing on her cheeks, revealing her white pearly teeth. The loose-fitting casual clothes on her body, while not showing off her curvaceous figure and slender waist, could not conceal her high, towering breasts.
Seeing Li Weijie's amused gaze, An Biru's expression returned to normal. Exuding a languid charm, the elegant and beautiful An Biru, though somewhat embarrassed, glared back at him and said, "What are you laughing at! Haven't you ever seen these pornographic films? They're all adults, I watch them, what's it to you?"
She then hummed a tune and turned to go into the kitchen.
Li Weijie thought to himself, "I wouldn't dare interfere. A dignified lady on the outside, a vixen on the inside, she's not someone most people can handle."
The elegant and beautiful An Biru poked her head out of the kitchen and called out, "Hey, would you like water or tea?"
"I want...milk. Aunt An, do you have any?"
Li Weijie replied almost unconsciously, followed by the sound of shattering dishes from the kitchen.
Li Weijie had originally planned to visit the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang that evening, but unexpectedly, he ended up eating at the elegant and beautiful An Biru's house.
On the table were several simple dishes and three bottles of red wine. Three bottles? Li Weijie felt a little apprehensive at the sight.
After filling Li Weijie's glass, the elegant and beautiful An Biru filled her own glass as well, then raised it apologetically, saying, "Weijie, it was Aunt An's fault today. You saved me, and Aunt An is... truly sorry."
Before Li Weijie could speak, the elegant and beautiful An Biru raised her glass and continued, "Consider this glass my apology to you. I'll drink it first as a sign of respect."
With that, she tilted her head back and downed the red wine in her glass, her drinking posture incredibly bold, a woman not inferior to men!
"Actually, what happened today isn't entirely Aunt An's fault. Hehe, blame me."
Li Weijie smiled and scratched his head, saying embarrassedly, "I couldn't help myself when I was holding Aunt An, hehe..."
After saying that, he also emptied his glass.
"You little pervert."
Hearing Li Weijie's vulgar words, the elegant and beautiful An Biru blushed and muttered softly.
Li Weijie pretended not to hear, picked up the wine bottle, and poured wine for himself and An Biru.
"Weijie, do you know Xu Qing?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru suddenly seemed to remember something, her eyes filled with curiosity as she asked Li Weijie.
Li Weijie was taken aback, his eyes darting around, and said, "You mean Sister Xu from the Central Bank?"
"Sister Xu?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru couldn't help but roll her eyes. Even though she was almost forty, she couldn't hide her playful side, laughing and scolding, "If you dare to call her that in front of outsiders, I'll really admire you." She
had seemed quite disdainful of Li Weijie calling Xu Qing "sister" just now, but now she was actually referring to herself as such.
"No way!"
Li Weijie winked, puzzled, and asked, "Sister Xu is forty already, she doesn't look it! I thought she was only in her early thirties!"
"Her daughter is in her final year of high school, how could she be in her early thirties! She's not here, she can't hear your flattery."
The elegant and beautiful An Biru smiled as she helped Li Weijie pick up some food, saying, "Look at you, so smooth-talking, and not bad looking either, you must have fooled quite a few girls."
"I know she has a daughter, and a very beautiful one at that!"
Li Weijie muttered under his breath, "Aunt An, are you praising me or insulting me?"
"How did you two meet?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru put down her chopsticks on her rice bowl, her bright and charming eyes blinking at Li Weijie. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he thought he saw excitement in her eyes. Women love gossip, and An Biru was no exception.
"Yes, there was a parent-teacher conference at Mengzhuiwan Middle School this afternoon. One of my tutoring students' parents was away on a business trip, so I went to the meeting for her."
Li Weijie nodded, explaining some things while concealing others, half-truthfully saying, "Sister Xu happened to be sitting next to me, and that's how we met."
"Really? You only met once?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru looked incredulous, her expression changing slightly. She thought Li Weijie was lying to her!
"Of course it's true."
Li Weijie briefly recounted how he introduced Gu Yan to Xu Qing.
"Oh!"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru nodded, tilting her head and asking, "Gu Yan? The class monitor of the top class in a key high school? Is she also a very beautiful girl?"
"Hehe, I guess so!"
Li Weijie scratched his head, grinning foolishly. He couldn't possibly be jealous of a little girl like that!
As they sipped their wine and chatted, the three bottles of red wine gradually dwindled. When the elegant and beautiful An Biru picked up the bottle to pour more, her face was flushed, and she appeared quite tipsy.
Li Weijie had drunk four times as much as her and was also starting to feel the effects, unless he used his internal energy to neutralize the alcohol, but that would be too pointless.
"Wine, where's the wine? It's all gone!"
An Biru, seemingly unsatisfied, threw the empty wine bottle on the ground. "You, you wait here, I'll go get some more."
She stood there unsteadily, still trying to reach for the wine cabinet. Li Weijie could tell at a glance that this elegant woman was drunk, so why would he let her go for more? He grabbed An Biru's hand, trying to pull her back.
Unexpectedly, he used too much force. He managed to pull her back, but the elegant and beautiful An Biru ended up sitting on Li Weijie's lap. Her plump buttocks, upon contact with his legs, caused Li Weijie's erection to spring open, pressing against her buttocks.
An Biru's face immediately changed color. She had changed into very thin loungewear after returning home and immediately felt Li Weijie's change. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and her large eyes became watery.
Sitting on Li Weijie's lap, An Biru didn't struggle much. Whether it was from being drunk or simply lacking strength, she leaned limply against him.
"Aunt An, don't drink anymore, let's talk!"
Li Weijie chuckled dryly. An Biru was sitting on him and didn't want to get up; he couldn't very well force her away. Besides, he didn't want to.
"Hmm, don't call me Aunt An, call me Sister. Aren't you called Xu Qing Sister Xu? Do I look older than Xu Qing?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru started talking nonsense, her plump buttocks swaying a couple of times, tightly clamping Li Weijie's manhood between her soft labia, making him almost groan out of pleasure.
"Hehe, you little pervert..."
The elegant and beautiful An Biru suddenly let out a lewd laugh, laughing and scolding, "Hmph, quickly put away your bad thoughts, otherwise... otherwise if I get angry, I might just cut 'it' off and stir-fry it."
Wow, mature women are really powerful! "If I didn't react now, you'd probably beat me to a pulp without a second thought," Li Weijie retorted
, half-laughing and half-crying. "How can you blame me? It's just a natural reaction. Yes, just a natural reaction." Leaning against Li Weijie's chest, the elegant and beautiful An Biru gave him a charming sidelong glance and said with a smile, "Stop talking nonsense. I've been through this before, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
"..."
Li Weijie fell silent, not daring to reply. Now was not the time to pour out his heart.
"Do you like your girlfriend?"
After a moment of silence, the elegant and beautiful An Biru asked softly.
"Yes! I like her, I love her."
Li Weijie didn't hesitate at all. He did love Xia Weiwei, but at the same time, he loved every woman he was involved with. He was fickle and never tired of the old.
"Then cherish her, don't get involved with other women, and don't make mistakes!"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru smiled and deliberately put her hand on Li Weijie's inner thigh, gently tickling him a few times with her middle finger.
Li Weijie's face immediately turned red. Sigh, he had been teased by a woman.
The groin area is a very sensitive spot for both men and women. Touching it hard will hurt and likely cause bruising, but a gentle touch will make it incredibly itchy, creating a surge of excitement, accelerating hormone secretion, and generating direct desire. Feeling
as if an iron rod was sitting on her buttocks, the elegant and beautiful An Biru's breathing became heavy. For three years, since her husband's death, she hadn't felt so close to a "man." Coupled with the shock she experienced at the bank today, her mental defenses had completely collapsed. Now, pressed so intimately against Li Weijie, An Biru's underwear was quickly soaked with her secretions, but only she knew it was inside her pants…
"Ouch…"
Amidst An Biru's scream, Li Weijie lifted her from the chair and carried her towards her bedroom.
Thump, thump, thump… The elegant and beautiful An Biru felt her heart pounding in her throat. With each step Li Weijie took forward, a wave of emotion surged within her. She craved the feeling of being filled and satisfied by a man, yet deep down, she felt a resistance. These conflicting thoughts left her feeling anxious and unsure of what to do.
Li Weijie carried the elegant and beautiful An Biru to the bed. She was already breathing heavily and gently closed her eyes. He lay
on top of her, his head slowly close to her ear. Li Weijie licked her earlobe with his tongue, sending a shiver through her body. A surge of heat rushed down from her lower abdomen, bursting forth from her vagina…
A dizzying sensation swept over her, and the elegant and beautiful An Biru groaned loudly, having already climaxed.
"Sister Biru, your body is so sensitive!"
Li Weijie chuckled, embracing the elegant and beautiful An Biru and gently kissing her arched neck.
An Biru struggled slightly, but Li Weijie ignored her token resistance and continued kissing her, his hands cupping her full, round breasts.
"Mmm!"
An Biru leaned softly against Li Weijie, letting his hands slip inside the neckline of her loungewear, pushing aside her bra and grasping her firm, full breasts. The
moment Li Weijie touched An Biru's soft skin, her body trembled involuntarily. He then slipped his hand through her pants, between her legs, and began kneading her sensitive, delicate vulva.
An Biru's legs trembled slightly, then she turned and wrapped her arms around Li Weijie's neck, their lips meeting in another kiss.
At this moment, Li Weijie had already pulled down the pants of the elegant and beautiful An Biru. Her round buttocks were encased in transparent lace panties, trembling under Li Weijie's hands. His hand had already reached between her legs to pull the panties down further.
Li Weijie's fingers were wantonly caressing An Biru's private parts. She was already limp, her hands weakly pushing him away, saying, "Stop touching me, I can't take it anymore."
"Sister, you've already had your fun, you can't just leave your little brother alone! I can't hold back anymore, come help me take care of this!"
Li Weijie pulled the elegant and beautiful An Biru's hand to his lower body. "Look, it's so hard."
An Biru's hand caressed Li Weijie's thick, hard penis, her eyes almost overflowing with lust. Her red lips were luscious and she pulled Li Weijie's hand to her full breasts.
Li Weijie then pressed An Biru face down on the bed, grabbing her panties and pulling them down to her legs.
An Biru's snow-white buttocks were raised, revealing two plump petals in the middle, with a slightly cloudy nectar flowing from her pink clitoris.
Li Weijie, skilled at undressing, quickly removed her house clothes with one hand, while the other hand caressed An Biru's soft pubic hair and petals.
At this moment, An Biru suddenly pushed Li Weijie away, saying she needed to use the restroom first, and Li Weijie reluctantly let her go.
The elegant and beautiful An Biru entered the bathroom. Li Weijie, listening to the rushing water, took off his clothes and patiently waited for her to come out.
Two minutes later, An Biru emerged, carrying her underwear. Li Weijie was so shocked he almost had a nosebleed. He also went to use the restroom. When he came out, An Biru was already leaning against the headboard watching TV.
Li Weijie gently sat down beside her, one arm around her neck, and began kissing her lips. His other hand lightly caressed her firm breasts, and his lower body pressed tightly against hers from the side.
The elegant and beautiful An Biru responded passionately to Li Weijie with her wet tongue. He removed the blanket that An Biru had just covered herself with, and her alluring body was immediately revealed naked before his eyes. Her snow-white, alabaster skin was slightly flushed, and her plump, fair body had beautiful curves. Her full, alluring breasts stood high, and below the two ripe, grape-like nipples was a smooth abdomen. At the junction of her full, fair thighs, there was a patch of dark, thick hair and slightly protruding tender flesh, with a honey-like slit in the middle—truly exquisite.
Li Weijie's tongue began to kiss An Biru's face down to her beautiful neck, then took her pink nipples into his mouth. His hand, which had been touching her breasts, moved down, past her flat abdomen, and began to caress her pubic area. Li Weijie felt that she was already very wet, and at this moment, her body writhed incessantly, emitting moans.
Li Weijie continued to tease the elegant and beautiful An Biru. His tongue moved down her abdomen, and soon he kissed her clitoris.
An Biru cried out, "I can't take it anymore!"
Li Weijie gently touched her clitoris with the tip of his tongue and teeth, thinking to himself, "Let her scream!"
As his tongue stimulated the walls of her vagina, suddenly, her body arched, and Li Weijie felt a surge of heat gush from her vagina; An Biru had reached her second orgasm.
Panting heavily, An Biru pulled Li Weijie onto her body and guided his already erect penis into her vagina.
Li Weijie thrust his hips forward, penetrating her deeply. The noble beauty An Biru's flower path was incredibly hot, making his little brother itch. He paused for half a minute on top of her before beginning to thrust, each stroke hitting her very core.
An Biru trembled,
letting out a cry of "Ah!" Her upper body went limp, collapsing onto the bed, swaying with Li Weijie's vigorous thrusts, while she gasped softly.
Because An Biru was lying on her back, her lower body was still off the bed, her legs tightly clamped together. The intense stimulation from Li Weijie's thrusts made her moan and groan incessantly, twisting her round buttocks.
Li Weijie, having suppressed his desire for so long, began with great force. After a while, An Biru kicked off her high heels, arching her legs behind his waist to bring their lower bodies even closer.
As Li Weijie thrust rapidly, their lower bodies collided with a "slap, slap" sound, and the wet, slippery sounds emanated from where they were pressed together. The elegant beauty An Biru's vaginal fluids flowed down her fair thighs with each thrust.
Li Weijie's thrusting became even more frenzied, his penis pounding and rubbing wildly inside An Biru's honeyed passage, her clitoris tingling with a numbing, bone-deep pleasure from the friction of his thick penis.
Li Weijie, caught up in the moment, lifted An Biru's two pink legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, his hands gripping her breasts tightly, kneading and squeezing them relentlessly. He took a deep breath, and his penis thrust forcefully, penetrating her honeyed passage deeply.
An Biru gripped Li Weijie's buttocks with both hands, pressing them down forcefully, her legs raised high and kicking wildly, her full buttocks thrusting upwards with intense movements, her face displaying a blissful, ecstatic expression.
"Ah...flying, flying..."
The elegant beauty An Biru moaned, shaking her hips wildly. Her flower chamber couldn't help but swell with pleasure, and her nectar gushed forth from deep within her core.
"Damn, so fast, her third orgasm is here again,"
Li Weijie thought to himself.
An Biru's long hair, which had been tied up, was now loose. Her eyes were glazed, and her face was flushed, adding to her lewd aura.
An Biru couldn't help but groan, reaching down to touch Li Weijie's penis. She pulled it out of her body and said in a coquettish voice, "Your little brother is so big! And so hard, no wonder it almost killed me."
Li Weijie smiled smugly, "It's not only big, but it lasts a long time too."
"Yes! You really can do it for so long!"
An Biru praised.
"Being with a stunning beauty like you, my little brother is itching to fuck you anytime!"
Li Weijie said, pressing his thick, hard penis down on the elegant An Biru. She spread her legs as wide as possible, raising her breasts to meet his thrusts.
The two were quite experienced; Li Weijie aimed and his penis slid in completely. He immediately began his assault. Because An Biru had just had two orgasms, her vagina was slightly dry, but after forty or fifty thrusts, her juices began to flow again.
An Biru lay on the bed with her legs spread, Li Weijie between them, each thrust pulling his penis out of her vagina before forcefully plunging it back in. Each time, An Biru trembled, her toes lifting off the bed, stretching out forcefully.
After repeating this nearly a hundred times, Li Weijie then made the noble and beautiful An Biru lie face down on the bed with her legs together. He then straddled her buttocks and inserted his long spear into her tight buttocks, directly into her moist flower garden, and began to thrust back and forth.
The unfamiliar yet intense pleasure caused the elegant and beautiful An Biru to moan uncontrollably. After a few cries, she pressed a pillow to her mouth and shouted loudly, "Ah! Ah! Oh!"
Li Weijie's hand reached from under An Biru's armpits to her chest, caressing her full breasts. While thrusting vigorously, he shamelessly asked, "How is it? Is it good?"
After about three or four minutes, Li Weijie changed back to the original position and attacked from the front. Moreover, his thrusting speed increased. An Biru cried out "Ya ya," making seductive moans. Her long legs wrapped around Li Weijie's waist, pressing his body deeper and deeper, making each thrust heavy and profound. Her large breasts rose and fell with each thrust, creating waves of milk.
Li Weijie gazed at the beautiful face of the elegant and beautiful An Biru, her full and sexy body pressed beneath him, her movements filled with the most pleasurable sensations, as if he were in paradise. His lust flared, and he thrust faster and faster, pumping wildly three or four hundred times until waves of pleasure washed over him.
"Ah! Ah!"
Accompanied by An Biru's soul-stirring moans, a powerful wave of pleasure coursed through Li Weijie's body. He thrust his penis in and out forcefully a few more times, and after a series of rapid thrusts, he pressed his penis deep inside An Biru's body, shuddering as he began to ejaculate streams of hot semen. Then,
with a roar, Li Weijie collapsed onto An Biru's soft body, her large breasts immediately flattened. An
Biru's head snapped back, her toes almost pointing to the sky, as she felt Li Weijie's semen penetrate to the deepest part of her body.
With a "plop," Li Weijie pulled out his wet penis, and a stream of milky white liquid flowed out as the noble and beautiful An Biru convulsed, slowly running down her black pubic hair. The noble and beautiful An Biru lay limp on the bed, her delicate vulva a mess, her fair buttocks covered in wet stains.
"Ah, that feels so good! Sister Biru, if I do this too much with you, I'll lose a few years of my life!"
Li Weijie said breathlessly. "But even if it costs me ten years to live, I'd be willing to be intimate with you, sister."
"Then do it less often!"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru stroked Li Weijie's broad back and waist, and said coquettishly, "You men! You're all so greedy. Once you're in bed, you want to keep going
. Luckily, I have good stamina, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take it!" "Facing a beautiful and seductive beauty like you, any man would only stop when he's completely exhausted."
Li Weijie brought his lips to the elegant and beautiful An Biru's face and gently kissed her, speaking his true feelings.
"You're such a smooth talker!"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru laughed. She had only heard her ex-husband say such things, but that was three years ago. To be honest, An Biru was extremely confident in her looks and figure. If any man slept with her and only wanted to have sex once, he would definitely be impotent. All these years she had remained steadfast, but unexpectedly, she encountered bank robbers today, was taken hostage, and was eventually rescued by Li Weijie. She opened her heart to him, leading to the series of events that followed.
The two lay there limply for a while before the elegant and beautiful An Biru told Li Weijie to take a shower.
Li Weijie obediently washed himself and returned to bed. An Biru crawled over and knelt between his legs, stroking his penis with her hand. Soon, her beautiful cherry-like mouth opened and took his large penis into her mouth.
After several sucks, An Biru's right hand gripped his scrotum, using both her hand and mouth.
Li Weijie's penis couldn't help but harden again. With An Biru's mouth on his already large penis, Li Weijie felt waves of pleasure rushing to his head.
Fifteen minutes later, Li Weijie couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated again, some of it landing in the cherry-like mouth of the elegant and beautiful An Biru, and some on her fair face.
Extremely satisfied, Li Weijie lay on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief. The elegant and beautiful An Biru, however, pushed him away, got out of bed
, and headed for the bathroom. Shamelessly, Li Weijie followed her into the bathroom.
Seeing Li Weijie follow, the elegant and beautiful An Biru was a little displeased and asked, "Why do you even follow me to the toilet? Haven't you had enough?"
"Hehe...what's wrong?"
Li Weijie said shamelessly, "It's fine that we were making love in bed, but now you have a problem washing up together?"
The elegant and beautiful An Biru had no choice but to let him lewdly wash her entire body, then rinsed her mouth and left.
Li Weijie also washed himself for a while, then dried himself off and hummed a little tune as he sauntered out of the bathroom.
The two sat on the bed watching TV. The elegant and beautiful An Biru boasted of her stamina, but the repeated sexual encounters had exhausted her energy, and she had fallen into a sweet sleep sometime during the night.
Seeing that it was getting late, Li Weijie reluctantly climbed off An Biru, humming a little tune as he turned and left.
Emerging from An Biru's bedroom, Li Weijie let out a long sigh and said, "That was great! I don't know why her bastard husband divorced her. He really doesn't know how to cherish a
beautiful woman. Such a beauty, what a waste!" He muttered to himself as he went into the kitchen to help An Biru clean up the mess.

Chapter 201 Song Suxiang (Part Four)
The doorbell rang. Who would come to the house at this hour? The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang opened the door, and upon seeing the visitor's face, she was extremely surprised. She said
in a sweet voice, "Why are you here?" Song Suxiang couldn't believe Li Weijie dared to come to her house. Based on her two encounters with him and her understanding of his personality, she wondered if he was planning to… A sense of unease washed over her, yet she couldn't deny the strange feeling of sweetness and excitement she felt. Li Weijie did
n't beat around the bush; he went straight to the point, smiling and saying, "I missed you."
His smile was gentle and warm, making one want to approach him, be close to him, and like him.
In the few days since they last met, the mature and beautiful Song Suxiang had become even more alluring and sexy, radiant and full-figured. Her face was like the autumn moon, her eyebrows like distant mountains, and her phoenix eyes sparkled with captivating charm. The faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes seemed to have disappeared, as if they had never existed. Her snow-white skin radiated a crystal-clear, warm glow.
Perhaps because she was at home, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang wasn't wearing a formal uniform, but rather a high-quality, three-quarter-sleeved plain white silk blouse paired with a light blue long skirt. This casual outfit gave her a relaxed, housewife-like air, highlighting her mature charm. Her two exposed arms were as white and flawless as scallions, and a jade bracelet adorned her wrist.
Feeling the young man's intensely aggressive gaze, Song Suxiang blushed. Seeing Li Weijie staring at her blankly, she shyly waved her delicate hand in front of him. Her snow-white palm appeared even more tender and delicate against the backdrop of the translucent jade.
"Is my husband home today?"
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang solemnly warned Li Weijie, meaning he should behave himself and have some self-respect. However, this could also be interpreted as: "My husband is home today; when he's not home..."
Li Weijie's smile remained unchanged, his gaze still fixed intently on the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang, conveying an ambiguous inquiry. Clearly, he had "misunderstood" the meaning of Song Suxiang's previous statement.
His gaze brazenly swept over the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang's voluptuous figure, and Li Weijie said with a smile, "Sister Suxiang, why do you seem to be so much more beautiful every time I see you?"
Ever since their intimate encounter in the women's restroom of the mall, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang felt as if she had become much younger. Perhaps it was due to a change in her mindset, but she found that her skin had become whiter and more radiant, and she was full of energy.
Sometimes, when the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang looked in the mirror, she could hardly believe that the woman in the mirror, who seemed to have come back to life and sprout new branches, was herself. She knew in her heart that it was the result of the nourishment of Li Weijie, a young man with a sunny smile and endless energy.
To be honest, having lived this long, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang had never experienced such overwhelming, undulating pleasure, nor the trembling sensation of a young man's thick, hot semen erupting deep within her body after he ejaculated on her.
Countless nights, waking alone in the dead of night, Song Suxiang would involuntarily recall Li Weijie—youthful, sunny, strong, and vigorous, the one who saved her life, who took advantage of her while she was at the hospital for a checkup and showering.
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, Song Suxiang wondered whether she hated him more or loved him more. Adding to the fact that her husband was truly unsatisfactory, had she lost all attraction for him? But why was this young man, Li Weijie, so infatuated with her…
Hearing Li Weijie's heartfelt praise, the aloof and beautiful Song Su couldn't help but be pleased. Her pretty face flushed, and instead of answering directly, she looked at him with a smile and said, "What exactly did you come here for?"
Li Weijie chuckled and said with a lewd grin, "I came to have dinner."
The aloof and beautiful Song Su subconsciously replied, "We've already eaten." "
Ever since we parted, I've been thinking about you every day, sister."
Without even looking at the time, Li Weijie knew she had already eaten. He thought to himself, "I had a little accident and couldn't make it in time."
He looked at Song Su with deep affection and said, "I couldn't resist today, so I came to see you."
After saying that, he took the aloof and beautiful Song Su's small, white, and delicate hand in his.
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang was utterly astonished by Li Weijie's cheesy words. Her heart pounded with a mixture of shame and anger, yet a strange sweetness also welled up within her. A blush rose to her cheeks as she retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
She then pulled her hand away from Li Weijie's grasp.
Just as the two were conversing at the doorway, a deep voice came from inside: "Suxiang, who is it?"
Before Song Suxiang could reply, Li Weijie walked in and greeted a man who emerged from the living room with practiced ease. "Uncle, hello, I'm Li Weijie. I was just passing by and thought I'd drop by to see Aunt Song."
Song Suxiang stared at Li Weijie, speechless. This young man was too good at being overly familiar! Li Weijie might feel awkward, embarrassed, blush, or at a loss when facing women, but when facing men, whether eight or eighty years old, his powerful aura allowed him to face them with complete composure.
Peng Yuguo stared in surprise at the tall, unfamiliar young man before him, asking in astonishment, "Li Weijie?"
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang replied softly, "Weijie saved me in my last car accident."
"Hehe, I remember now. Weijie, you're our family's savior!"
Peng Yuguo was short and thin, with gray hair, wearing a Zhongshan suit. Although only fifty years old, he looked like a sixty-year-old man. If the couple went out shopping, no one would believe he was Song Suxiang's husband. They'd be hard-pressed to believe they were father and daughter; how could someone like Peng Yuguo have such a beautiful daughter as Song Suxiang?
Li Weijie scratched his head, looking embarrassed, appearing honest and simple, which made the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang roll her eyes.
"Suxiang, I have urgent business to attend to and need to go out for a bit. Please look after things at home."
Peng Yuguo looked at Li Weijie with eyes full of gratitude. After all, the man had saved his wife, and he hadn't even thanked him personally. Now that the man had come to visit, he, the host, was about to let his guest leave. "Weijie, I'm so sorry, it's rare for you to come to our home, I..."
"Uncle, business is important."
Li Weijie's face showed understanding, which increased Peng Yuguo's goodwill towards him.
"It's so late, if it's anything, you can do it tomorrow..."
The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang was about to say something to keep him when Peng Yuguo had already left.
"Good sister, now it's just the two of us left."
Li Weijie's lips curled into a slight smile, his eyes burning with desire, his gaze unrestrained, almost brazenly sweeping over the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang. He saw her charming face, delicate shoulders, full breasts, and long, slender back, her curves accentuated by the close-fitting, three-quarter-sleeved white silk dress. Her slender waist undulated gracefully, stretching the light blue dress tightly around her full hips. He said in an ambiguous tone, "We missed dinner, but we've made it to midnight snacks."
The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang felt her mouth dry, her face flushed, her body weak, and her heart pounding wildly. She felt both shy and embarrassed, never expecting that she, a dignified soldier from Chengdu... The district chief of staff's wife, having seen countless men of all kinds, was ashamed of his own
incompetence. Her pretty face tightened, and she snapped, "What late-night snack? There isn't one!" Her feigned anger held a unique charm, and Li Weijie
, far from restraining himself, smiled mischievously. He walked up to the aloof beauty, Song Suxiang, took her slender hand, and asked with a smile, "Sister Suxiang, really no late-night snack?" Song Suxiang tried to pull away, but this time Li Weijie held her firmly, and she couldn't break free. She could clearly feel Li Weijie gently caressing her hand in his palm. Feeling both ashamed and anxious, she cried out, "No, don't do this… We… we can't do this…"
"What don't you want?"
Li Weijie rolled his eyes inwardly. "We've already done it twice, and you've ejaculated seven or eight times. Now you're telling me we can't do this?" Of course, these were all internal monologues, not spoken aloud. "What don't we want? I was just touching my sister Suxiang's hand, is that not allowed?"
At first, it wasn't a big deal, but later, the more Li Weijie looked at the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang, the more beautiful she seemed. The allure of a married woman, a housewife, was taking root in his heart.
Faced with Li Weijie's audacity and lust, who had saved his life and with whom he had shared an intimate relationship, even as the wife of the Chief of Staff of the Chengdu Military Region, she was helpless. She could only angrily say, "Don't you understand that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"
"Aunt Song, Sister Su Xiang, dear sister, what era are we living in? Still talking about men and women not being allowed to touch each other? It's not about not being allowed to touch each other anymore, it's about 'Beast' (a derogatory term for a woman). Do you know 'Beast'? A female model from Yanjing New Silk Road Model Agency, she was involved in the 'Beast Gate' scandal in 2010, a scandal comparable to the 'Video Gate' scandal involving Hong Kong entertainment star Edison Chen. If you haven't seen it, I suggest you find it and watch it. If you're too shy to watch it alone, I can watch it with you!"
Li Weijie's eyes darted around, using his powerful memory and ability to fabricate stories to deceive people: "I saw a survey report that said the virginity rate of female college graduates is only about 10% to 30%, and higher in STEM fields than in arts, and higher in specialized colleges than in comprehensive universities. The virginity rate for pretty girls is 12%, for average girls it's 75%, and for ugly girls it's 75%. Among non-virgins, pretty girls on average..." The average age for losing virginity is 206, the average is 219, and the unattractive is 216. After graduating from university, the success rate of dating is only 96%. Currently, 85% of men care about their wives' virginity before marriage, while the average virginity rate for women is 32%. "Pretty sister, you're so outdated. The motto of university students now isn't 'Study hard and improve every day,' but 'One is a win, two are a win!' Now, to find a virgin, you'd have to line up at kindergarten."
Actually, after giving the reason of "proper etiquette" for rejection, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang also felt a little amused. Seeing Li Weijie mock her for being outdated and out of touch with the times, she was indignant and angrily said, "Who said I haven't seen them? I've seen all four videos..."
At this point, realizing she had misspoke in her haste, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang angrily said, "You, you let go of my hand. What kind of woman do you take me for? Let me tell you, I'm not a casual woman."
"You were the one who said the wrong thing, and now you're taking it out on her." Li Weijie was
startled when the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang suddenly turned angry. He quickly released her slender hand and said in a low voice with a wronged expression, "Can't I even hold hands?" The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang didn't expect that just because her voice was a little loud and her eyes were a little fierce, this audacious Li Weijie would actually let go of her hand. Seeing his wronged look, her anger gradually subsided, and she said, "Holding hands isn't allowed either."
Li Weijie secretly glanced at the cold and beautiful woman's voluptuous body and asked, "Then what can I do?"
"Do...do nothing is allowed..."
The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang noticed that Li Weijie was spying on her and wanted to scold her, but the words wouldn't come out. Actually, she wasn't disgusted by Li Weijie's peeping; on the contrary, she felt a little smug and happy. Women are sometimes creatures who say one thing but mean another. However, after hearing his words, she became a little annoyed. "You little rascal, you're so bad, you actually lied to me."
"No, really no."
After Li Weijie finished speaking, without waiting for the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang to say anything, he walked into the house and said to himself, "Sister Suxiang, where is your bedroom? Can I take a look around..."
The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang followed behind him. Seeing him wandering around the house, she said coquettishly, "You, why are you barging into other people's houses like this!"
Li Weijie opened a room. He didn't know if it was the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang's bedroom, but the important thing was that there was a bed inside.
Looking at the large bed covered with dark blue sheets, Li Weijie's eyes burned with desire. He turned around and pulled the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang, who was following behind him, into his arms, holding her tightly. He said passionately, "Good auntie, good sister, you are so beautiful, I want you..."
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang was startled and exclaimed, "Ah! Weijie, what... what are you doing?"
Song Suxiang's waist looked slender, but it felt plump and light to the touch, incredibly comfortable. At the same time, he inhaled the intoxicating fragrance of the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang, a mature woman, which filled his nostrils. The scent seeped into his very being, fueling Li Weijie's growing desire. He cried out, "Sister Suxiang, my dear Sister Suxiang! I want it, I really want it, just give it to me!"
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang was both shocked and furious, pleading, "Ah! Weijie... I, we can't make another mistake... we, ah... no..."
Watching this noble beauty struggle weakly in his arms, Li Weijie's desire burned even hotter. Ever since their passionate encounter in the toilet, he had been haunted by Song Suxiang's mature body and her noble, aloof demeanor.
Now, he was at her mercy, the cooked duck at his beck and call. There was no reason to give up. Li Weijie forcefully kissed Song Suxiang's snow-white neck, while his right hand pressed against her high, full breasts, kneading them vigorously.
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang's body trembled violently, as if she were about to completely melt into Li Weijie's arms. Struggling, she gasped, "Ah, Weijie...no...don't...do this...I, we..." A woman
must be decisive in rejecting a man, without hesitation or lingering, otherwise it will only fuel his desire to conquer. Last time, and the time before that, it was because Song Suxiang hesitated (she herself was also yearning for love, her lonely heart needing comfort, so of course she hesitated), that Li Weijie ultimately succeeded. Whether she was forgetful or simply bad at learning, she was making the same mistake again. Was she doing it on purpose, just out of female pride, unable to let go of her pride...?
Sure enough, under Song Suxiang's (in his opinion) feigned resistance, Li Weijie's lust intensified. His right hand vigorously kneaded her breasts, as if kneading two elastic dough balls; the warm, soft sensation made his heart soar.
Although the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang was middle-aged, her breasts were still so large—it felt amazing! In his extreme excitement, Li Weijie's crotch also became as hard as iron, like a red-hot iron rod, pressing tightly between Song Suxiang's legs.
The sensitive parts of her voluptuous body were wantonly violated by Li Weijie, and waves of indescribable tingling pleasure made Song Suxiang's struggles increasingly weak, her cries changing tone.
Before their bodies touched, a sliver of reason remained in Song Suxiang's mind, reminding her not to become addicted, for once she did, the consequences would be unimaginable. That time at the hospital, perhaps because he had saved her life, giving herself to him was simply repaying a debt of gratitude. That time in the mall restroom, the particularly stimulating environment, their passion ignited, and they couldn't control themselves. But this time! If she gave herself to him again this time, there would be no more reason or excuse.
As the saying goes, "three times is too many," and now that there's been a first time, a second time,
what if the third time also goes his way...? Faced with Li Weijie's various provocations, the last shred of reason in the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang's mind struggled to resist. "Good sister, once is unfamiliar, twice is familiar, three or four times you'll do it with your eyes closed. We've already done it three times..."
Li Weijie's burning heat between his legs made the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang involuntarily recall the last time in the mall restroom, when his enormous thing had brutally penetrated her, that boundless pleasure of ecstasy was still fresh in her memory.
Since she had begun to feel lust, her mental defenses naturally weakened. The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang's voluptuous body writhed like a water snake in Li Weijie's arms, her cherry lips exhaling fragrant breath, her delicate nose emitting moans that even she couldn't believe.
Suddenly, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang felt a chill in her lower body. Looking down, she saw that Li Weijie had lifted her skirt and slipped his hand inside her panties, caressing her delicate labia. From this angle
, Song Suxiang could clearly see her secret place being wantonly rubbed and played with by Li Weijie.
Seeing the aloof, noble, mature, and sexy woman before him, the high-ranking Chief of Staff's wife, so aroused under his ministrations, Li Weijie felt immense pleasure. He kissed Song Suxiang's round, jade-like ear and teased, "Good auntie, beautiful sister, is it good?"
Song Suxiang's body trembled, regaining some clarity. Hearing Li Weijie's words, and recalling how she had wriggled in his arms, actively teasing his hot, hard penis between her legs, she felt an overwhelming sense of shame. Oh God! What was wrong with her? How could she be so easily provoked? Just one touch from him and she became so shameless… Her pretty face flushed red, and she scolded, “You little rascal, you big pervert! It’s all your fault…”
The words had barely left her lips when Song Suxiang realized she was just making a casual rebuttal, but the intimate tone in her voice sounded like a lover’s coquettishness. Her body burned, her face flushed, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang was stunningly gorgeous, and now, with her shy demeanor, her eyes were watery and alluring. Her mature womanly charm made Li Weijie feel as if he had fallen into a furnace, inhaling fire and exhaling flames.
Li Weijie suddenly pressed Song Suxiang’s voluptuous body against the wall, cupped her face, and kissed her rosy lips fiercely.
Although the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang still struggled, it was to little avail.
Li Weijie's lips, brimming with youthful passion, pressed tightly against the cherry-like lips of the stunningly beautiful Song Suxiang. His fiery passion, strong physique, and boundless energy were things Peng Yuguo could never provide for Song Suxiang. This strange feeling was something she had never experienced with her husband, who was ten years her senior.
Before long, the mature beauty Song Suxiang was lost in Li Weijie's passionate kiss. Her slender hands, which had been resisting, gradually weakened, and her lips parted slightly, allowing his tongue to roam freely within, exploring and conquering.
While Li Weijie was savoring Song Suxiang's cherry-like lips, his hands were also freely caressing the cold and beautiful woman's body.
Although he had already caressed her inside and out the last time, Li Weijie was still tireless and enjoyed it immensely. His hands, radiating a burning heat, caressed every inch of this mature woman's beautiful skin.
Suddenly, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang let out a startled "Ah!" It turned out that Li Weijie had torn open her high-end three-quarter sleeve plain white silk dress along with her bra. Her naked, snow-white, full, and large breasts were exposed to the air, trembling with an unbearable lewdness and irresistible temptation.
Li Weijie's eyes gleamed as he stared at those full, high, soft, and bouncy breasts, praising them with smacking sounds: "So beautiful! So beautiful, round and large, perky and snow-white... Good auntie, beautiful sister, I want..."
Before the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang could object, he cupped her two full breasts, opened his mouth wide, and began to suckle them fiercely.
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang felt a tingling, numb sensation in her breasts, as if Li Weijie were about to suck her whole body into his mouth. The intense pleasure made her feel lightheaded, and a soft, passionate moan escaped her cherry-like lips.
Watching Li Weijie kneeling before her, sucking on her breasts with the expression of a greedy child, Song Suxiang felt a surge of maternal warmth. She immediately pressed Li Weijie's head against her chest, making it easier and faster for him to suckle her breasts.
Ever since that time in the mall restroom, when Song Suxiang's beautiful body had been completely exposed to Li Weijie, she had been utterly powerless to resist his teasing and caresses.
Now, with Li Weijie's kisses and caresses, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang's defenses completely crumbled. The desire she had been suppressing surged within her, and her body went limp, collapsing into Li Weijie's strong, muscular embrace. She allowed him to kiss, suckle, knead, and play with her exquisitely well-maintained breasts, which no other man besides her husband had ever touched.
Seeing that Song Suxiang was aroused, Li Weijie felt smug. While kissing her, he secretly untied her skirt, his right hand vigorously kneading her plump, soft, and rounded buttocks, while his other hand pulled her slender hand down to his crotch.
Song Suxiang touched Li Weijie's enormous penis and was shocked again. How could it be so big? How had she ever been able to accommodate such a behemoth before?
Her husband was away most of the year, and even when he returned, their marital relations were never satisfied. The desires of the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang were incredibly strong. Normally, she had suppressed her desires, but now, touching Li Weijie's enormous penis, her pent-up desires surged forth like a burst dam, impossible to hold back any longer.
Feeling Song Suxiang fondling his large penis with obvious delight, Li Weijie knew her lust had been completely ignited by his teasing. A wicked smile played on his lips as he teased, "Aunt Suxiang, do you want it?"
She felt a surge of shame and anger, wanting nothing more than to beat him up, but she was currently burning with desire, her legs itching unbearably. This brat was too despicable; he knew she wanted it, yet he deliberately humiliated her like this. Fine, she'd indulge herself one last time! Thinking this, Song Suxiang's pretty face flushed red, and she let out a soft "Mmm."
"I definitely won't let you get away with this next time," the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang told herself. But she had clearly underestimated Li Weijie's shameless nature. He had no intention of letting her off easily, and laughed, "Aunt Suxiang, what do you want?" He was truly despicable, actually making her say such shameful things. The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang glared at Li Weijie with shame and anger, and said angrily, "You..."
"Aunt Suxiang, just say it!"
Li Weijie's hand teased the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang's desire between her legs, his eyes looking at this elegant, aloof, and dignified lady with an ambiguous gaze, and he said with a wicked smile, "I like hearing you say filthy things, I like seeing that lewd expression on your face when you say filthy things." The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang exclaimed "Ah!" in surprise, looking at the despicable smile, the audacity and lust in front of her. She never expected him to be so lewd and shameless.
Song Suxiang was angry and ashamed, but she couldn't deceive herself. At the same time, she also felt very excited. Where could she find such fun with Peng Yuguo?
Hearing Li Weijie's blatant flirting, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang's desire intensified, and her legs became wet, soaking through her underwear.
Desire ultimately triumphed over reason. The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang cried out, "Ah!" in a sweet voice, "Good brother, I want... I want you to fuck me hard..."
Seeing Song Suxiang's seductive and alluring appearance, Li Weijie's enormous penis, stimulated, hardened even more, as if it were about to burst. With a roar, he lifted her full buttocks, ripped off her panties, and was about to thrust his penis into Song Suxiang's body while she was standing...
How could he possibly get in like that? Even if he could, it would definitely be awkward. Song Suxiang said seductively, "I... let's go to the bed."
"Okay."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Weijie's incredibly hard and hot penis reached the entrance of her vagina. Without pausing, the glans just penetrated her clitoris before plunging deep into Song Suxiang's already wet body, reaching her very core. Her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.
Li Weijie knew that mature married women like the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang didn't need gentle caresses, but rather a storm of intense pleasure to satisfy their bodies.
Sure enough, under Li Weijie's powerful thrusts, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang was dizzy with pleasure. Last time, in the mall restroom, due to the environment, she hadn't been able to fully relax and experience the pleasure of lovemaking.
Now, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang fully felt it; his inexhaustible energy and irresistible power were unmatched by Peng Yuguo. The suffocating pleasure made her feel as if her soul was about to leave her body.
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang stared blankly at the enlarged wedding photo on the bedroom wall, secretly feeling guilty, saying, "Husband, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to betray you... but I couldn't help it, it was just too good..."
As Song Suxiang was lost in thought, her legs instinctively wrapped tightly around Li Weijie's buttocks, making it easier for his penis to thrust into her body.
"Ah! So good! So good..."
Under Li Weijie's thrusts, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang's hair flew wildly as she moaned, "Good little brother, my little rascal, you're so amazing, you're making me feel so good..."
His penis began to gently thrust in and out. This position was not easy to penetrate, but it was a position she had never experienced before, yet it made the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang feel particularly stimulated. Waves of fluid flowed between her legs, and she kept moaning, "So comfortable... so beautiful, oh... so big, ah! How can it feel so good, ah! Good, good... so good..."
Li Weijie had only thrust a few dozen times when the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang had already come once.
He ignored her and continued to thrust into her, his penis plunging deep into her vagina with each stroke, making the beautiful Song Suxiang cry out, "Good brother, good brother, you're so good! Oh! So deep, so comfortable, ah... ah! No... again, ah! I'm coming again, flying, flying, ah ah ah..." The beautiful
Song Suxiang's cries grew louder and louder, and when she ejaculated, she screamed shrilly. Li Weijie noticed that she climaxed very easily.
Li Weijie leaned close to her ear and said with a wicked smile, "Good sister, good aunt, you're so horny!"
The beautiful Song Suxiang moaned hysterically, "Oh! So good, so comfortable, good brother, dear brother, I'm going to... die..."
Seeing her so seductive and charming, Li Weijie couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips. The beautiful Song Suxiang extended her hot tongue to meet his, and the two kissed so passionately that they could hardly breathe.
After kissing her fragrant lips, Li Weijie kissed her ear, gently nibbling her earlobe with his teeth, licking the back of her ear with his tongue, and even penetrating her ear canal. The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang could no longer endure it; her whole body went numb, trembling in waves. She tightly embraced Li Weijie's back with both hands, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist and hips. Her buttocks thrust violently, her honeyed orifice overflowing with spring water, the "slurping" sound of his penis entering and exiting echoing through the room.
In an instant, the spacious bedroom was filled with boundless spring, the man's roars and the woman's seductive moans forming an endless tapestry of eroticism.
Under Li Weijie's manipulation, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang climaxed several times, utterly exhausted, her soul seemingly drifting between heaven and earth. She begged for mercy, "Ah! My little darling, my little husband… I, I can't take it anymore, ah! I'm coming again…"
Her sweet voice still lingered in his ears as Song Suxiang's body trembled, her legs clamping tightly around Li Weijie's strong waist, and a torrent of fluids gushed forth.
The massive penis, stimulated by the climaxing vaginal fluid of the stunningly beautiful Song Suxiang, sent a shiver down Li Weijie
's spine, his lower body trembling as countless hot semen poured into her body. The scalding hot semen overwhelmed Song Suxiang, her body going limp, her eyes filled with a seductive allure as she murmured, "So hot! So much, so beautiful..."
Li Weijie carried Song Suxiang to the bedside, placed her on it, and lay on her voluptuous body, smiling as he asked, "Aunt Suxiang, did I make you feel good?"
Before, Song Suxiang might have been shy and embarrassed, but now, her body and soul completely open to Li Weijie, the stunningly beautiful woman sweetly embraced the young man who had just brought her to such ecstasy, saying in a seductive voice, "Good brother, I felt so good." Li Weijie gave
a satisfied "Mmm," and pressed further, "Then next time I come to see you, will you still do it for me?"
Looking at Li Weijie's domineering manner, one could only think of men! Song Suxiang found his possessiveness rather amusing, but this problem truly stumped her. She was a married woman; having relations with another man was already wrong, so how could she allow this relationship to continue? If she agreed, what would she become? A mistress, a lover, a concubine… But to be honest, the aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang was reluctant to refuse. Remembering the intense pleasure Li Weijie had given her, she wondered how she would live without his care.
“Good brother, give your sister some more time,”
Song Suxiang said softly, glancing at Li Weijie. “Let your sister think about it, okay?”
This time, Li Weijie didn't pester her excessively and nodded, “Alright!”
The aloof and beautiful Song Suxiang hugged the young man, a generation younger than her, with satisfaction, savoring the unforgettable pleasure of her orgasm. Looking at his sharply defined face, Song Suxiang couldn't help but recall their lovemaking, how she had willingly stuffed her perfectly maintained, snow-white breasts into his mouth—how utterly shameful! And she had even called him "good brother"... Good heavens! She had never said these things to Peng Yuguo.
Just then, the doorbell rang...

Chapter 202 Jade Heart, Xu Qing's Family Changes
Li Weijie, still immersed in the afterglow of his recent climax, suddenly changed his expression. The cold and beautiful Song Suxiang exclaimed, "Oh no, Peng Yuguo is back!"
Without her permission, Li Weijie jumped out of bed and quickly dressed.
Although flustered, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang was a woman who had seen a lot, and she immediately snapped out of it, hurriedly getting up and dressing, then tidying up the room.
"Good sister, I'm leaving,"
Li Weijie said with a smile, "I'll come see you again next time."
After tidying up, the cold and beautiful Song Suxiang, finding nothing amiss, went to open the door.
Peng Yuguo, who had been waiting at the door for a while, said with some dissatisfaction, "Why did it take you so long to open the door?"
"You always say that, you never take your keys when you go out. I was already asleep ,"
said Song Suxiang, the beautiful and aloof woman, her face tense and her eyes revealing her displeasure.
Peng Yuguo, a typical henpecked husband, dared not offend his beautiful wife, Song Suxiang, who was ten years younger than him. He quickly smiled apologetically, "It's my fault, it's my fault. I was in a hurry and forgot my keys."
Peng Yuguo didn't doubt Song Suxiang's words at all. He also didn't notice that his wife wasn't wearing pajamas to bed, even though she usually did.
While Peng Yuguo and Song Suxiang were talking at the door, Li Weijie opened the bedroom window and secretly slipped away.
As soon as the mature and beautiful Xu Qing entered the door, Liu Tingting ran over excitedly, waving an unopened phone box in her hand and saying sweetly, "Mom, look! Dad bought me the latest model phone."
"You! You've never been this happy, not even when you got a perfect score on your exam,"
Xu Qing smiled slightly, feeling a warmth in her heart as she looked at her daughter's joy.
"It's different!"
Liu Tingting giggled, "That one gave me a headache just thinking about it, this one makes me happy just looking at it."
"Just don't let your joy turn into sorrow,"
the mature and beautiful woman said as she changed her shoes.
"I'm not talking to you anymore,"
Liu Tingting pouted and ran back to her room, closing the door.
Liu Zhenhan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, intently looking at the documents in his hands, his shiny hair neatly slicked back, his face glowing with a healthy rosy radiance. A seemingly spotless shirt was unbuttoned at the top two buttons, paired with navy blue suspender trousers; even at home, he looked like a high-ranking leader.
"Why are you back today?"
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing walked over and sat down next to him. "Big Boss, didn't you say
you'd be back in a couple of days?" "Something came up. I have to go back to Zhenjin City tomorrow."
Liu Zhenhan didn't look at her, just stared at the documents in his hand, and casually said, "Recently, a major cross-provincial economic case was uncovered there, and I need to go and oversee the work."
"Is Zhenjin City your home now? You're always running to Zhenjin City!"
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing glanced at Liu Zhenhan and said coldly, "Then what is this place? An inn?"
"Of course it's home."
Liu Zhenhan sensed his wife's displeasure, put the documents on the coffee table, turned around and smiled, "Nowhere can compare to home!"
"You're just saying nice things."
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing pouted slightly, but her expression had softened.
"Are you unhappy?"
Liu Zhenhan pinched the mature and beautiful Xu Qing's cheek with his finger. "I'm doing this for the family!"
"I know."
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing seemed to have a lot to say, but after hearing what he said, she didn't know how to respond. It's true that men should prioritize their careers, but they should also cherish their wives at home!
Leaning her head on Liu Zhenhan's shoulder, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing said in a seductive voice, "I just missed you!" "
Ah!" Liu Tingting covered her eyes with one hand and walked towards them, feeling her way along the wall, shouting loudly, "I didn't see anything!" The mature and beautiful Xu Qing immediately blushed and stood up, poking Liu Tingting's head hard, and said shyly, "Little girl, naughty." After saying that, she went into the kitchen to help her mother-in-law cook. During dinner, Liu Tingting kept secretly laughing, so the mature and beautiful Xu Qing could only glare at her and keep putting food into her bowl. "Laugh, laugh, be careful you can't sleep tonight," the mature and beautiful Xu Qing glared at her daughter and said in a low voice.

“Someone can’t sleep!”
Liu Tingting said with a grin, looking at her beautiful mother.
“What’s wrong with your child these days?”
Xu Qing’s tone became stern. “She’s getting more and more out of line, no respect for elders.”
“I knew it! Kids need to be disciplined.”
Grandma chimed in.
“Alright, once I’m done with this busy period, I’ll personally discipline Tingting.”
Liu Zhenhan adopted the demeanor of the head of the family, his words carrying the absolute authority of a judge’s final ruling, requiring unconditional obedience from all sides. “Now let’s eat!”
No one spoke again, and everyone quietly finished their dinner.
At An Biru’s house, not long after Li Weijie left, she woke up.
After a nap and a shower, the elegant woman changed into a pair of white cotton underwear and a blue and white floral pajama set. Sitting in front of her dressing table, drying her wet hair, she was somewhat lost in thought about the day’s events.
If it weren't for the lingering soreness in her lower body, the elegant and beautiful An Biru wouldn't have believed what had happened that day. Li Weijie's wicked smile kept replaying in her mind, and she even involuntarily recalled the feeling of his thick, hot thing penetrating her.
An Biru shook her head, finding it somewhat laughable. The memory of their lovemaking flashed through her mind, and her face burned. What was wrong with her? Why was she thinking about this?
Touching her smooth, hot cheeks, An Biru suddenly thought of her husband, whom she had divorced three years ago. She was a sentimental person. Although she was successful in her career, decisive and efficient at the station, she had never truly recovered from the shadow of her divorce. "
Husband, is this the last time I'll call you that?" "It's been three years and seventy-eight days since our divorce. You are now my ex-husband. The year we divorced, you came home later and later every day, sometimes not at all. I couldn't sleep without you, so I got used to waiting for you until dawn." The night is always so long.
Maybe… just like they say on TV, after being married for a long time, I no longer bring you any passion, your feelings for me have faded, but my love for you has never changed.
I want to scold you, but you always remember my birthday and our wedding anniversary. Even when you come home late, you still bring me lovely little gifts to coax me. Unconsciously, I've been waiting for you night after night, only to receive your apologies and gifts.
Husband, I really shouldn't have listened to my friend and gone out that day. If I hadn't gone out, I wouldn't have seen you carrying a woman into a hotel.
Husband, is she really prettier than me? I can still clearly remember you saying I was the most beautiful woman in the world. Did those words have an expiration date?
I really wanted to rush up and ask you what happened, or hysterically curse you, but… I held back, because I saw your colleagues were there, and I didn't want you to lose face.
Husband, it's so dark and cold, and the passersby are so scary! Husband, I miss you so much! Even so, I forgave you. I didn't file for divorce. My lips tasted salty and bitter—it was tears…
Husband, isn't that strange? You came home late at night, and I clung to you, seduced you, teased you… I tried to open my legs, looking at you with longing. I put a lot of effort into this night. For the first time, I read books I usually found disgusting, searched online for articles that made people blush, and even consulted my girlfriends about how to make men happy. They all looked at me in surprise. Yes! What's wrong with me? I just wanted to win you back. Because I wanted everything to be my fault, everything to be caused by me, that made you distance yourself from me.
When you impatiently took off your underwear, there was still toilet paper stuck to the top of your penis. At that moment, my feigned excitement instantly plummeted into an abyss… I retreated, I hesitated… In the end, I still used my genitals to receive it. As always, there was no foreplay; you entered me. I tried to forget what I had just seen, to give you everything I had, but after only a few minutes, you withdrew. I spent a long time in the bathroom because of the burning pain down there. This was the first time in my life I'd contracted an STD, and I was almost in despair.
Honey, my girlfriends say I'm pathetic, lying alone on that cold treatment bed, enduring the icy instruments rubbing against my delicate genitals, yet I was still thinking of you, wondering if you'd gone to the hospital. Would you really put off seeing a doctor?
After the last treatment, as I left the hospital, I looked at the gray sky and prayed for sunshine. Even just a sliver of light breaking through the clouds would be enough, as long as it shone in front of me.
That evening, my girlfriends prepared a lavish feast for me. After a delicious meal, we went to a bar and went wild. I rarely went to places like that before, but suddenly I realized many people loved this lifestyle—the flashing lights, the deafening music. I didn't think anyone was more fulfilled or happier than me, but they could find a brief moment of self-forgetfulness in the dim and noisy atmosphere. And now, I had to muster the courage, pick up the glass on the table, and drink this legendary potion of oblivion.
Honey, my head is spinning. I don't think the alcohol tastes good. Not only was it hard to eat, but it also stung my stomach. But the feeling of losing my balance was nice; it felt like there were many unfamiliar faces at the table. Honey, I miss you so much. Are you among them?
My girlfriends disappeared into the dazzling dance floor, while I remained seated. A man who hadn't danced sat opposite me. I secretly glanced at him. Honey, don't be angry! You know I'm always very curious. He was probably in his thirties or forties, wearing a dark t-shirt, looking quite strong, with a healthy bronze complexion and a gentle expression. This was the first time since our marriage that I'd sat alone with a strange man, and I felt awkward and uncomfortable.
He seemed to be talking to me, but the music was too loud for me to hear. He leaned close to my ear and asked why I wasn't dancing. I didn't want to answer because I'm not used to talking to strangers, especially strange men, but I felt it was inappropriate. At least I didn't dislike him, so I told him I wouldn't. As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Would he think I was unsophisticated? But why should I care what he thought of me?
That's how we started chatting. It turned out that the men tonight were all friends or colleagues of my girlfriends, which reassured me somewhat. However, most of the time, because it was so noisy, I couldn't understand what they were saying and just nodded and smiled politely.
After a while, when everyone came back and saw us chatting, they all pointed at us and exclaimed in unison, "Oh... so that's why you weren't dancing!"
Seeing their mischievous and strange looks, I felt like I had really done something wrong, and I was both anxious and embarrassed, constantly explaining myself. The more I argued, the more enthusiastic they seemed to get. Since I had to shout to speak, I didn't want to argue anymore. I looked at the other person, who was laughing nonchalantly to the side, even agreeing with everyone that he just liked me. What's wrong? What's wrong? Honey, are people like this nowadays? Or were they all just joking?
Then, soft blues music started playing, and everyone sat together and started playing games. Honey, I was so clumsy; I was punished by drinking a lot of alcohol. Listening to the moving music, I actually felt happy about losing because it made me forget myself.
In the end, I rejected that man because I'm not a promiscuous woman.
Later, we still got divorced.
For three whole years, I lived a single life. But a few days ago, on my birthday, my best friends Song Suxiang and Xu Qing invited me to a bar.
I was very happy that day and drank a lot. Then, I went to the restroom, but suddenly a man broke down the door and barged in.
This was clearly the women's restroom! I was startled. How could this be? I frantically tried to put on my underwear, but the man grabbed me.
I wanted to push him away, but firstly, I felt weak all over after drinking and being energetic all day; secondly, I really didn't have the resolve to push him away. I tried to calm myself down and consider how to handle what was about to happen.
Husband, can you hear my plea? I'm almost at my wit's end, almost losing consciousness. In the bathroom, he started stroking my hair and touching my body, a touch that made me tremble.
Because I had drunk so much, I didn't resist out of shyness. Then, something warm and wet sucked at my earlobe—he was kissing me with his tongue. I had never experienced this kind of stimulation before; non-sexual contact brought a unique shock to my body. I couldn't breathe through my nose; I could only gasp deeply through my mouth. My hands, pressed against his chest, were sweating profusely, soaking his clothes. But what would it mean if I let go?
Husband, is it already too late? I felt a pair of large male hands pressing on my chest. My feeble resistance was merely a woman's feigned modesty; excitement masked my shyness. I tried to push his hands away, but instead, I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck.
We began to kiss. He sucked and stirred in my mouth, but I found myself unsure how to respond to him. Should I inhale or exhale? It turns out my kissing is really bad. Is that why you don't like me? Husband!
My breasts are filled with sensitive nerves, especially around my nipples. Each touch of his hand felt like an electric current running through my spinal cord. He seemed very excited, his hands quickly and forcefully kneading my breasts back and forth. I thought it would hurt a lot after the alcohol wore off.
I secretly satisfied his excited actions towards my breasts; after all, my breasts weren't necessarily worse than a young girl's… I was being intensely needed, yearned for, and the vanity hidden deep within me was once again overflowing.
The hand that had been on my chest began to reach down and touch my lower body. I immediately squeezed my legs together tightly, because I was already overflowing with fluids.
"Mmm..."
I couldn't help but breathe softly. A woman's reserve is just a thin sheet of paper, and now that it's been pierced, I no longer need to hide myself. I slowly let myself go. In his arms, I felt very weak, and it was precisely this weakness that gave me a sense of security, being completely embraced in his arms. But my bottom line only goes this far; I cannot accept a second man other than my husband.
He kept teasing my private parts, and I shyly closed my eyes. My abdomen felt like it was crawling with a million ants. During this time, he tried to unhook my bra, and I wanted his hands to touch my breasts directly.
The man's penis quickly pressed against my lower body, and it felt very good. With a turn and a thrust, it felt so good.
I could clearly feel the thick thing accurately inserted into my vagina, filling it completely. I even had to try to spread my legs to reduce this pressure.
My vaginal opening was very full due to engorgement, with countless nerve endings inside. Therefore, every time the penis entered, it accurately transmitted to my brain. With continuous thrusting and friction, I could only feel that my secretions had increased significantly, and they even flowed onto my skirt.
At this moment, Xu Qing and Song Suxiang also entered the bathroom, but the man was still forcefully having sex with me.
They were outside, and if I didn't leave for so long, they would come in and see me like this…
I panicked. Realizing he was still inside me, I hurriedly pushed him away. This time, he was pushed away, and just as his penis was pulled out, I felt my vagina suddenly contract and then tighten, then suddenly relax again—it was actually somewhat reluctant to let go.
Was I shameless? Even if I had resisted that time, I would definitely have been raped anyway. That man was drunk, and he was so strong; how could a woman like me be a match for him?
I don't know how I got home that day. The next day, I went to work at the station as usual, and quickly forgot about it. After all, it was just an accident; let it be a dream without a trace!
Today, I went to the bank to do some business and encountered robbers. I was taken hostage, but a man named Li Weijie saved me.
Two hours ago, on the big bed we used to have our wedding, he held me and quickly tore off my pajamas. I took off my bra and panties in the bathroom, took a shower, and lay naked in front of him wrapped in a towel.
Weijie kissed my breast and said, "It's so beautiful!"
Honey, did you hear that? Weijie said my breasts were beautiful, just like you. He lowered his head and licked my nipples while taking off his own clothes.
I smiled foolishly, and Weijie said to me, "Although your smile is beautiful, I still have to punish you!"
Honey, he really punished me. Several times I clearly felt his mouth on my nipples, biting them a few times. It hurt so much, and I quickly begged for mercy. Weijie's tongue swept from my breasts to my lower abdomen, licking my pubic hair. In no time, my not-so-thick pubic hair was completely wet with his saliva, sticking together in clumps.
The most deadly stimulation soon came. Weijie actually pressed his mouth directly against my vulva without any disgust, like a thirsty desert man constantly sucking my secretions. I had never experienced such stimulation before. My whole body went numb instantly, and I went limp, letting him do as he pleased. My vaginal opening swelled up again, like a blooming flower slightly opening to the sides, waiting to welcome a distinguished guest.
Wei Jie's tongue teased the crevice below, moving from bottom to top, stopping at the clitoris, gently circling and teasing it. An uncontrollable pleasure radiated from the small clitoris upwards throughout my entire abdomen. My vision blurred, and I could only hear myself moaning "uh-huh, ah-ah."
Husband, before, I would have thought that making such sounds was lewd and shameful, but now I couldn't control myself, using this way to release my feelings.
My lower abdomen felt like a warm furnace, sending heated blood throughout my body, finally converging on my spine. My hands and back trembled almost simultaneously, my legs were already stiff, and a large amount of secretions flowed down my buttocks onto the bed, leaving most of my buttocks feeling cool.
Thousands upon thousands of ants began swarming out of my vagina again. I gripped the sheets tightly to resist the stimulation, incoherently begging him to penetrate me. Even now, I can't believe I could say those words.
Husband, am I a bad woman? Yes! But I still can't compare to those prostitutes outside. Even though I'm cheap, practically free, I still can't keep you.
Weijie finally got up and lifted my lower body. I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I anxiously awaited his entry, hoping to extinguish the agonizing itching. But annoyingly, he continued to play with his penis up and down at the entrance of my vagina. I wanted to sit up and use my hand to push it in, but I couldn't. I could only plead with him.
Finally, a very hard object forced open the two small doors of my vagina and slowly inserted itself. My nose lost its ability to breathe again. I gasped for air, occasionally humming words I couldn't understand through my nose. When the base of his pubic hair pressed against my vulva, I knew he was fully inside me. It was warm, pressing against my vagina, and my muscles tensed completely. When he withdrew halfway, a surge of heat from my blood rushed from my feet to my head.
Husband, maybe I really can't cooperate with you, making you feel like I can't satisfy you. Now, I realize we weren't perfect before; I couldn't give you true pleasure.
Wei Jie began to thrust his penis in and out, each thrust pulling on all the skin tissue around my clitoris, causing it to move together. All the muscle cells in my abdomen and vagina began to contract rhythmically, and even my anus felt very tight.
"Husband!"
I think I really shouted that, because after hearing this, Weijie lifted my legs high and began to thrust into me roughly, his hands ruthlessly kneading my breasts, which I guess left bruises.
I begged him repeatedly to be gentle, and Weijie considerately spared me. Perhaps he also realized that his roughness had hurt me, so he climbed on top of me, kissed my lips, and held my upper body tightly with both hands. Our pubic hair kept rubbing against each other, and besides our moans, the room was filled with the soft rustling of friction and the crisp "splashing" sounds of water.
In a daze, he turned me over again, making me kneel on the bed, my upper body leaning forward, using my elbows to support my weight, my buttocks sticking high towards him. I felt ashamed of this position, but I had no power to refuse. He grabbed my breasts from behind and kneaded them. I don't know if he was kneeling or what position he was in, but he penetrated me again, thrusting his penis in and out. Although it wasn't very deep or fast, it felt very good.
"Sister Biru, I'm starting to feel that I don't just like your nobility, your temperament, your unparalleled beauty. I also like your body, your breasts, your pussy..."
Weijie's words pulled me back to reality, but I was no longer in the mood to be happy about these words of praise.
Honey, we usually rush through things, and I always thought sex was just like that—for procreation and to make men happy. But now, this man has been on top of me for almost half an hour. Maybe I can still make men feel good, and I've experienced pleasure I've never felt before. My views on sex have been completely overturned.
Weijie suddenly stopped and lay down beside me. Was it over? Just as I was about to grab some toilet paper, I noticed he gestured for me to sit on him. That's when I noticed his thick penis was still erect against my navel.
Now I could see clearly what was inside my vagina—shiny, thick, covered in a viscous fluid that looked like my vaginal discharge, extending from my crotch down to below my navel. It was hairy, clustered at the base, looking just like a mushroom.
Thinking about this, I laughed. Weijie asked me curiously what I was laughing at.
I said, "Do you want me to sit on top or pick mushrooms?"
Weijie laughed and said happily, "You're so cute."
I smiled and straddled him, slowly kneeling down, and guided his penis into my genitals. This was a different kind of penetration, more stimulating to the sensitive area above my vagina than before. Every time I sat down, my clitoris connected well with the base of his penis. To experience this pleasure, I had to increase the frequency of sitting up and down. His penis itself tilted forward, and the pressure from his penis matched the pressure from my abdomen. I felt like I was about to pee.
Yes, honey, I really felt like I needed to pee. A warm rush gathered at my urethra, and I started to tense up. Sweat poured from every pore, and the more I felt the urge, the more I felt like I was falling into an abyss. The rapid descent solidified all my muscles into an iron-like stiffness. My whole body was shrinking, shrinking towards my abdomen, reaching an unprecedented density. My vagina began to spasm, and my body trembled violently from the shrinkage. This feeling went from a slight pain to an explosive sensation. "Ah!..."
I screamed in agony. The warm rush passed through my pelvis, spreading to every part of my body, and some fluid suddenly overflowed. I could feel some splashing onto my face. The shrinkage disappeared, replaced by a complete relaxation and exhaustion, as if every cell in my body had opened up.
After a moment of dizziness, I completely fainted on the bed. All the water in my body turned into sweat, soaking the sheets. In my hazy state, I felt his thick penis still frantically thrusting in and out of my vagina. After a while, I felt a heat in my abdomen, and my body was full of hot, thick fluid.
Last time in the bar, I was raped. This time, I have to admit, I succumbed to it myself. If I had resisted, Weijie wouldn't have forced himself on me.
Husband, this is the last time I'll call you that. From now on, you'll be gone from my memory…
Mature beauty Xu Qing stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at her naked body. At forty, she possessed a stunningly beautiful and mature body. She was the kind of woman who didn't need to exercise; her body naturally maintained its best condition. Compared to women who worried about dieting every day, starving themselves and desperately doing aerobics and exercise, she was very lucky.
Her skin was still smooth and elastic, as tender as a peeled boiled egg. At this moment, mature beauty Xu Qing had let her hair down, and her unmade-up face revealed its naturally stunning mature beauty. This face, refined by time, was incomparable to the faces of teenage girls who deliberately wore makeup to look pretty. The confidence and charm it exuded didn't come from lipstick and eyeshadow, but rather naturally spread from within her entire body.
Full breasts, like two ripe fruits, flaunted themselves on the pristine branches of the elegant and beautiful An Biru, exuding an autumnal charm under the soft bathroom light. A thicket of dark pubic hair grew abundantly between her long, shapely legs, like the finishing touch on a masterpiece, adding a final, exquisite beauty to her sensual body. Her voluptuous, tall figure shifted poses in front of the mirror, each pose a breathtaking masterpiece.
The mature beauty Xu Qing picked up a pink silk slip dress from the hanger, put it on, and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing Liu Zhenhan leaning against the bed, still looking at documents, she turned to check if the door was locked.
"Can't you finish your work?"
Xu Qing's tone was laced with anger.
"Yes! The bureau has been investigating several major cases recently, I'm quite busy these days,"
Liu Zhenhan said without even looking up.
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing lay on the bed close to Liu Zhenhan, her hand caressing his broad chest, then slowly slipping down into his pajama bottoms to grasp his soft, still-sleepy penis, gently stroking it with her fingertips.
"It's been so long..."
Xu Qing looked up at Liu Zhenhan, her voice filled with expectation, probing, and perhaps a hint of pleading.
"I've been too busy and tired lately,"
Liu Zhenhan said, looking down at his beautiful wife, putting down what he was holding and embracing her. "Let's talk about it after this period, okay?"
"Don't you miss me at all?"
the mature and beautiful Xu Qing asked with a hint of reproach. "Am I no longer attractive to you?"
"How could that be?"
Liu Zhenhan quickly denied, straightening his tone. "You, my beautiful wife, I've been thinking of you day and night!"
"You're just saying nice things,"
the mature and beautiful Xu Qing said, taking his hand and slipping it under her nightgown, gently kneading between his warm, moist legs.
"You're really like a wolf now."
Liu Zhenhan moved his fingers in response, and his beautiful wife's genitals quickly became wet.
"Who told you not to come home often! I had no choice but to..."
The mature beauty Xu Qing realized she had let something slip and quickly stopped.
"No choice but to what?"
Liu Zhenhan grinned mischievously, his tone teasing, "So you..."
"No, nothing?"
The mature beauty Xu Qing protested sweetly.
"If you won't tell me, then I'm going to sleep."
Liu Zhenhan pulled his hand away and turned over to sleep.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you."
The mature beauty Xu Qing grabbed his arm, "I had no choice but to take care of it myself..."
"How did you take care of it?"
Liu Zhenhan pressed.
"Well, I just used my hand..."
The mature beauty Xu Qing buried her blushing face in Liu Zhenhan's chest.
"I never thought the head of the central bank would start masturbating."
Liu Zhenhan's face revealed a playful smile.
"How annoying! It's all because you're never home!"
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing punched her wicked husband in embarrassment and annoyance.
"So how does it feel?"
Liu Zhenhan looked intrigued.
"Yours is still the best..."
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing's hand once again grasped Liu Zhenhan's soft penis in her hand.
"Oh, right."
Liu Zhenhan suddenly remembered something and said, "Mom just told me that Liu Tingting is dating?" "
I already asked her, and she said it's just a male classmate she's close to."
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing took a deep breath, her full breasts heaving slightly. "But I think they might be boyfriend and girlfriend."
"Sigh! Kids these days are so precocious, they know everything."
Liu Zhenhan ignored the view of his beautiful wife's chest and just sighed, "If I hadn't said something during dinner, you definitely would have been embarrassed."
"I know."
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing blushed slightly, but quickly calmed down and said in a light voice, "Kids these days know more and are much more mature than before. This afternoon I went to Tingting's parent-teacher conference and ran into her class monitor, that girl has excellent grades. I asked her to help our Tingting more, and to take Tingting with her when she goes to tutoring sessions, so they can both improve."
"I'm planning to send Tingting to study abroad."
Liu Zhenhan revealed his plan.
“I knew you'd have that thought,”
the mature and beautiful Xu Qing nodded. “But let’s wait until she’s over high school! I wouldn’t feel comfortable letting her go out alone now.”
“Wife, I’ve been so busy working outside, you’ve really had a hard time at home, having to work and take care of Tingting.”
Liu Zhenhan said emotionally.
“It’s okay, I’m your wife!”
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing’s eyes were full of affection as she said softly, “Of course I’ll be your gentle haven.”
After saying that, Xu Qing lifted Liu Zhenhan’s pajama pants, turned around and knelt between his legs, taking his penis into her mouth.
“So lazy, it won’t get up unless you call it with your mouth.”
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing gently licked the dark penis with her tongue, her tongue tip deftly rotating on the glans, then swallowing it all into her mouth, and then releasing it after a moment. The penis seemed to be awakened from a sweet dream, reluctantly stretching and slowly straightening its body, the round head bulging angrily and shining.
Xu Qing felt a surge of joy and continued to suckle, making soft, smacking sounds. She was like a little girl greedily licking an ice cream cone, a moment the mature beauty Xu Qing thoroughly enjoyed. She would skillfully lick every inch of the ice cream, savoring its taste, letting it slowly melt in her mouth, because it was her treasure.
Liu Zhenhan lifted Xu Qing's nightgown, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath, exposing her plump, white buttocks.
The bedside lamp illuminated her privacy perfectly, revealing even the delicate folds of her vulva. The dark pubic hair resembled a long, lush forest, exuding vitality. Her soft, slender slit was already eagerly open, a clear droplet of moisture hanging at the entrance, like a vivid sign welcoming visitors.
This was a place Liu Zhenhan had frequented, where he had kissed and possessed countless times, accompanied by her moans, a continuous, undulating flow like a waterfall.
Liu Zhenhan had once been incredibly fortunate to have married such a beautiful and sexy woman. Especially when she wore that elegant bank uniform, a special feeling stirred endless desire within him. But as time passed, the physical passion and desire that had once ignited his burning desire had gradually faded, just as that uniform had lost its initial allure. Xu Qing
was still the same Xu Qing, but he had changed.
"Wife, let's call it a day! I'm really tired these past few days,"
Liu Zhenhan said.
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing reluctantly stopped sucking and lay back down beside Liu Zhenhan.
"Then promise me you'll do it after I come back from Shenzhen,"
the mature and beautiful Xu Qing said sweetly.
"I promise,"
Liu Zhenhan said with a mischievous smile, "I'll leave you to take care of yourself these next few days."
"You're so annoying,"
the mature and beautiful Xu Qing pinched the soft flesh of Liu Zhenhan's waist.
Soon, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing fell asleep. Liu Zhenhan looked at her, covered her with the blanket, and then lay down to sleep himself.
In the middle of the night, the mature and beautiful Xu Qing woke up. She felt a tightness in her chest, a feeling she couldn't quite put her finger on. She
drifted in and out of sleep, having many hazy, unrelated dreams that left her exhausted.
When she awoke, Liu Zhenhan was fast asleep, his soft snores audible.
Xu Qing quietly got out of bed and went around to Liu Zhenhan's side. She carefully found his phone on the bedside table, then tiptoed out of the door and closed it.
Xu Qing didn't want to do this, and had never done it before, but now she had an urge telling her she had to. She
went into the bathroom, locked the door, and turned on her phone. The blue glow in the darkness made her look ghostly.
Xu Qing carefully checked each text message. As she opened them one by one, her face began to contort and distort, her lips trembled, and eventually, she could barely read the words on the screen.
The mature and beautiful Xu Qing cried silently, tears streaming down her face, which was shrouded in blue light.
She covered her mouth, trying to stifle her sobs, taking deep breaths repeatedly to calm herself. But she failed each time.
Her hands trembled, her body trembled, and her heart trembled even more.
After an unknown amount of time, she gradually calmed down, stood up, went to the sink, and applied warm water to her eyes for a while. She washed her face before returning to her room.
Liu Zhenhan was still fast asleep. Xu Qing put down her phone, lay back in bed, and couldn't sleep.

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