[“Ohhhhh… Move a little, madam. Your pussy feels so good! Ohhhhh…”] XiaGuo An thrust energetically.

  [“Ahhhh… Prince Xia, this is incredible! I’m about to come, ahhhh… I’m coming, ahhhhhh!!”] Hong Niang reached her climax, her juices soaking his shaft. As she basked in the pleasure, XiaGuo An grabbed her waist and thrust deeper, intensifying her arousal. She y ft on his chest, overwhelmed by the stimution.

  [“Hmmm… Ahhh… You’re so wicked, Prince Xia! You take advantage even when I’m at my most vulnerable. Ahhh… You’re far better than your father, yahhh…”] Hong Niang moaned, her voice ced with desire.

  With each thrust, more juices flowed out. After several minutes, XiaGuo An finally climaxed inside her.

  [“Ahhhh… You little rascal, you’re really trying to get me pregnant, aren’t you? This is my fertile period! Your young sperm is so hot and full of life.”] Hong Niang teased with a sly smile.

  [“Spare me the drama. Even if you get pregnant, who knows whose child it’ll be?”] XiaGuo An replied, pulling her in for a kiss.

  After resting for a while, they adjusted their clothes and left. Hong Niang needed to return, change, and shower, as she never knew how many men she’d entertain in a day.

  Meanwhile, the others pyed for hours, winning thousands and enjoying themselves. XiaGuo An smiled faintly as he escorted them back, still basking in the thrill of the gambling house.

  The next day at school, Feng Xian was stopped at the cssroom door by two cssmates eager to share their “exploits.”

  Everyone knows the saying, “Out of ten gambles, nine are scams,” yet many believe they’re the lucky exception.

  [“Let’s py a few rounds this afternoon. XiaGuo An can get us free chips worth a thousand each.”] GaoZi bragged.

  [“Yes! We each won five to six thousand yuan in one night. Let’s try our luck again this afternoon.”] Dong Yuan chimed in.

  [“No thanks. I’ve got terrible luck with gambling. You should quit while you’re ahead.”] Feng Xian declined politely.

  [“We’ll go anyway.”] Molly said coldly.

  Feng Xian felt out of pce among them and entered the cssroom to chat with the css leader.

  During recess, XiaGuo An invited Feng Xian again, but he refused firmly. After all, gambling isn’t about luck but about knowing when to stop.

  Feng Xian got into the car, pulled down his pants, and exposed himself. Yang Hong, understanding the cue, bent down and began giving him oral sex. Meanwhile, he observed the teachers walking around the parking lot.

  [“Mmmm… Nephew, you’re so eager the moment you get in. Mmmm… Your cock feels amazing. Ahhh… Even my pussy feels something, all because of you…”] Yang Hong moaned with her mouth full.

  [“Ohhhhh… Auntie’s wet mouth feels so good on my cock. Ohhhhh… Ahhh…”] Feng Xian groped her rge breasts through her clothes, enjoying the pleasure.

  After a few minutes, he climaxed in her mouth. She spat the semen into a tissue, wiped her lips with a sly smile, and looked at him.

  [“You little scamp, Auntie might just become your woman. If your sister finds out, she’ll cut ties with me for sure.”] Yang Hong said, showing some concern.

  [“Don’t worry, Auntie. Mom won’t find out. You’ll be mine.” Feng Xian tried to kiss her, but she dodged him.

  [“Not now, nephew. My mouth is full of your semen. Let me rinse first.”] Yang Hong reached for mineral water but was grabbed by the hand.

  [“Auntie, if you don’t mind my semen, why should I mind?”] Feng Xian pushed the car seat back, pulled her close, and pressed her onto him.

  He kissed her deeply, their tongues intertwining as they could faintly taste the protein in her mouth. Yang Hong adjusted the car windows to block the view from outside.

  She pulled down her panties, straddled him, and began moving up and down. Feng Xian y back, enjoying the pleasure, especially since Yang Hong had known him since he was young.

  [“Ohhhhh… Nephew, your cock is so long and satisfying. Ohhhhh… Your energy is incredible. Ohhhhh… Auntie can’t take much more…”] Yang Hong moaned sciviously.

  [“How does your husband compare to me? Which of us do you prefer?”] Feng Xian teased shamelessly.

  [“Hmmm… Don’t ask such questions. It’s too embarrassing. I already feel guilty enough toward my husband. Why would you ask that? Hmmm… Ohhhhh…”] Yang Hong blushed and leaned against his shoulder.

  [“If you won’t say it, it must mean mine is bigger and better, right, Auntie?”] Feng Xian grabbed her buttocks tightly.

  [“Yahhh… I know, you little scamp. Stop making me say it. It feels so good, ohhhhh…”] Yang Hong kissed him again.

  After a few more minutes, Feng Xian climaxed inside her again. This time, Yang Hong didn’t show any concern, as if she had granted him permission to finish inside her.

  [“Ohhhhh… Auntie, coming inside you feels so good!”] Feng Xian said happily.

  [“I knew you’d be like this. I’ll just take some pills, and you can come inside me whenever you want.”] Yang Hong wiped herself with tissues, ensuring no semen spilled out. She adjusted her clothes and prepared to go home.

  Meanwhile, at the radio station, Dai Na struggled to find a good scoop. The deputy editor called her into his office and scolded her. She had almost lost hope when he made her an offer.

  [“If you want to stay here, come to my hotel tonight.”] The deputy editor handed her a hotel card.

  She had always refused such unfair treatment, but this time, she decided to compromise and took the card. Seeing her compliance, the deputy editor felt assured and let her leave.

  That night, Dai Na stood outside the hotel, hesitating for a moment before dialing the number and entering the room. To her surprise, there were two men inside, both wearing robes. Despite her hesitation, she entered.

  The three of them drank alcohol, and soon, the men’s inhibitions faded. They threw Dai Na onto the bed and engaged in a threesome—Dai Na giving oral sex to one while the other penetrated her from behind.

  [“Hmmm… Hmmm… Ohhhhh… It hurts so much. Please go slower… Yahhh…”] Dai Na pleaded, overwhelmed by the intensity.

  [“Hahahaha… Your tight little pussy is so gripping. It’s been a while since you’ve been with a man, hasn’t it?”] One man ughed.

  [“Ohhhhh… Serve us well, Dai Na. This is your chance to rise in this industry. Ohhhhh… I’m about to come! Ohhhhh!!”] The deputy editor climaxed, shouting loudly.

  [“Hmmm… Hmmm… Ugh… The taste is so heavy… Ugh…”] Dai Na spat the semen onto the floor as the man behind continued to thrust into her, causing her immense pain.

  The two men took turns with her throughout the night. The next morning, they left the hotel and headed to the radio station together. The investor whose ads Dai Na had secured was the same man who had assaulted her the night before.

  Overnight, Dai Na’s performance metrics soared, securing the advertising rights and catapulting her into the top five. Landing investors was the fastest way to achieve success, and for her, it came at a personal cost.

  Her rapid rise made her realize why Hui Hui could consistently rank as the top DJ. However, Dai Na overlooked something crucial: Hui Hui’s charm y not just in her beauty but in making men willingly support her, not merely through physical favors. This was a nuance Dai Na had yet to grasp.

  Meanwhile, Feng Xian received a message from Lin XiaoTian, confirming her decision to take on the part-time job. He removed the “Help Wanted” sign from the store. Early the next morning, Feng Xian arrived at the Sweet Sweet Café to help arrange the furniture and clean up. Unlike his ziness at home, where he barely cleaned his room in weeks, he was diligent at the café.

  As orders began to arrive, Feng Xian changed into the café uniform and started delivering items. His familiarity with the residential building made his deliveries more efficient. One order was for a clothing factory, which he delivered personally.

  Inside, he saw numerous white coats packaged individually and stacked in the warehouse with burp sacks. The factory wasn’t doing well, and the coats were just piling up. Feng Xian inquired with the boss and conceived a pn to help sell the merchandise.

  [“Sir, could you sell me one of these? I might be able to help you promote them.”] Feng Xian asked politely.

  [“Take one. We’ve got more than enough stock.”] The factory owner generously handed him a coat.

  [“Thank you, sir. I’ll be going now.”] Feng Xian thanked him and left.

  During lunch, Lin XiaoTian ordered three bento boxes—two meat dishes, two vegetarian, and a soup. She handed two of them to Feng Xian.

  [“Hehe, you’ve been working hard. I got you an extra one. Enjoy your meal.”] Lin XiaoTian smiled.

  [“Oh no, you didn’t have to get me two. One would’ve been enough, boss.”] Feng Xian said modestly.

  [“Nonsense. You’ve been running around so much. You deserve it. And from now on, just call me XiaoTianJie. We’re not that different in age, don’t you think?”] Lin XiaoTian expined.

  Feng Xian nodded in agreement. [“Got it… XiaoTianJie. I’ll dig in now.”] He began eating heartily.

  [“Take your time. There aren’t any orders right now.”] Lin XiaoTian said with a smile, watching him eat.

  During the break, Lin XiaoTian started preparing the afternoon’s desserts. This time, Feng Xian didn’t rest or read but joined her to lend a hand.