Note: This chapter contains some detailed descriptions of a s.e.xual activity. If you do not want to read it or are under 15 years of age, skip the section between the double lines.
Lan Lingâs reddish body appeared to be translucent. She was wriggling around Yang Ming as a seductive moan escaped from her throat.
âQuickly⊠I want itâŠâ Lan Ling couldnât hold it in anymore and protested in a soft tone.
âDidnât you want me to ravish you?â Yang Ming smirked like a bad boy. In fact, he couldnât hold it in any longer. However, Yang Ming still needed to resist the urge for the sake of conquering this little fairy completely.
âI⊠am defeatedâŠâ Lan Ling begged for mercy.
At the instant Yang Ming heard Lan Lingâs pleading, he mounted her with his gun.
After they held off for half an hour, they merged into one in the blink of an eye as they sought each other fanaticallyâŠ
âYang Ming, please donât be like this in the future. I beg you.â Afterward, Lan Ling coquettishly burrowed into Yang Mingâs embrace.
âI didnât. I felt you were more pa.s.sionate this time. I was planning to delay our game time in the future!â Yang Ming said.
âDelay?â Lan Ling was caught by surprise. âDonât. I almost died just now.â
âWasnât it a heavenly death?â Yang Ming laughed.
âWhat? Thatâs so bad!â In retrospect, the feeling just now was uniquely pleasurable. However, holding it in was also suffering.
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Both of them lingered on the bed for a long time. When they were beating on the metal [1], Yang Ming looked at the time. It was already 6 p.m. Yang Ming had to go back because his parents had returned home.
Yang Ming took out the punkâs wallet. He took out most of the notes and pa.s.sed it to Lan Ling without counting. âThere are many shops and snack vendors around. You can buy something for yourself. Iâm sorry, Little LingLing. I canât go with you.â
âNever mind. You can leave if youâre busy. I havenât finished the food I bought yesterday.â Lan Ling said, âIs it necessary to give so much money?â
âIt doesnât belong to me anyway. You keep it.â Yang Ming thought of the unlucky punk, and he couldnât help but laugh.
Yang Ming exited the corridor. He hesitated for a while, then he turned around and walked toward Liu Weishanâs house.
Liu Weishan was writing invitations. When he saw Yang Ming, he greeted him joyfully. Liu Weishan welcomed the young man to visit him to make up for the regret that his son went missing six years ago.
âElder Liu, I went to see Lan Ling, and came to visit on my way back.â Yang Ming sat on the sofa and said.
âGood. Dear wife, put the invitation cards nicely. I need to talk to Little Yang for a moment.â Liu Weishan instructed his spouse.
Liu Weishanâs spouse nodded her head and busied herself with her task.
âElder Liu, why are you writing invitations? Is there a happy event?â Yang Ming was curious. âIs it that your son returned?â
âAi! If he comes back, that would be great!â Liu Weishan shook his head. âTo be honest, my son and his bride disappeared on the night before their wedding six years ago.
âDisappeared!â Yang Ming was shocked. Yang Ming thought his son was throwing a tantrum and went to another city or country. Yang Ming didnât expect him to be missing!
âYeah, they disappeared without any message. The two of them vanished into thin air.â Liu Weishan shook his head again.
âIâm sorry, Elder Liu. I have reminded you of your painful memory!â Yang Ming felt sorry.
âItâs okay. It has been so long that I am done feeling sad about it. I still have a life to live, right?â Liu Weishan smiled bitterly.
Yang Ming nodded his head and didnât say anything. He never expected that a famous master in the country like him had such a painful past. Yang Ming didnât ask why didnât he look for his son. Because at that time Elder Liu should have used his ident.i.ty and connections to find his son, but he probably didnât find anything in return.
âAs for the invitation card, hehe, next month is my birthday. I didnât want to celebrate at first, but some friends and cla.s.smates asked me to celebrate, so I have no choice but to write invitations!â Liu Weishan pointed to the invitations on the table and said, âIf youâre free, you can come too. Some of them are professors in our school. Itâs better for you to know them.â
âIsnât it not good for such a young man like me to attend? Yang Ming hesitated. But this is the right idea. If I build a connection with the people from school, I can look for some help if I fail a subject.
âItâs okay. My G.o.d-daughter will come, and some students as well. They are all young people.â Liu Weishan waved his hand and said, âOkay, itâs settled. Iâll call you when the time comes.
âIf you insist, I will come.â Yang Ming nodded his head with a smile. He was thinking of what to give Liu Weishan as a gift. Yang Ming felt that Liu Weishan was a kind person. He taught him about the introduction of jade then he didnât ask for money when Yang Ming rented the house from him. Yang Ming was sincerely grateful for his help.
Yang Ming would remember the ones who treated him well.
âYou only need to bring yourself here. You donât have to buy a present. I donât really need anything. Just come with your best regard!â Liu Weishan seemed to figure out what Yang Ming was thinking. He blocked him straight away.
âHehe, I understand.â Yang Ming laughed.
In the evening, Liu Weishanâs spouse asked Yang Ming to stay for dinner, but Yang Ming declined because he needed to rush home. Liu Weishan seemed disappointed. Then he asked Yang Ming to pay him a visit when Yang Ming was free.
Yang Ming nodded his head as an agreement.
Before he left, Liu Weishan gave two residential pa.s.ses to Yang Ming and a Song Jiang Industry Universityâs meal card. Liu Weishan was afraid that it was inconvenient for Lan Ling to eat there, so he requested a meal card for her.
Yang Ming thanked him. He was touched by Elder Liuâs action.
After he got home, Father Yang and Mother Yang had just reached home too. They were making dinner in the kitchen. They asked with concern when they saw Yang Ming, âBig Ming, are you tired from work?â
âWork?â Yang Ming reacted immediately. He told his parents that he was working at Zhang Jiefangâs company yesterday. So he quickly corrected himself, âThe work was fine. I kind of like it.â
âThatâs great. Uncle Zhang didnât say that youâre making a mess?â Mother Yang was worried.
âHow could it be? Iâm doing better than the workers there.â Yang Ming said, âItâs even possible that I could get some bonus at the end of the month!â
âHehe, is it? So itâs great then!â Mother Yang was quite happy that her son was doing something promising.
âBig Ming, how much can you earn per month? Is it enough for your expenses?â Yang Dahai asked too.
âWhy? Do you still want to get money from our son?â Mother Yang wasnât pleased with it. âEven if itâs enough, we shouldnât get any from him!â
âI didnât mean that. Look at you, always in a rush. I meant that if he doesnât have enough money to spend, then we will subsidize a bit more!â Yang Dahai said with embarra.s.sment.
âDad, mom, I think itâs enough for me. My basic salary is three thousand yuan together with a bonus.â Yang Ming thought for a second and estimated a number.
âThree thousand yuan!â Even so, Yang Dahai still had to take a cold breath! Iâve been working in the factory for most of my life and my salary is only two thousand yuan. My wife works for the community, and she can only earn eight hundred yuan. We can only reach our sonâs salary by combining both of ours! Besides, my son is just starting his university!
âBig Ming, why is it so much? You didnât simply ask for such a high salary and make Uncle Zhang feel difficult, right?â Mother Yang was amazed too.
âMom, how could that be? People normally can earn about 4,500 yuan per month!â Yang Ming was telling the truth. Those who carve and polish jade have high business commissions, so they can get 4,000 or 5,000 yuan easily!
âBut you have just started to work. Others are already a senior.â Mother Yang said.
âDad, mom, you donât have to worry about it! Uncle Zhang is a businessman too. He wonât hire people by favoritism. Even if Zhang Bing and I are best friends, he wonât ruin his business like that!
âIs it? Then itâs good.â Yang Dahai didnât understand the reasoning, but he was relieved by Yang Mingâs explanation.
Because Yang Ming had started working, their family was really happy that night. Yang Dahai even opened two beers and pa.s.sed one to Yang Ming. He knew of Yang Mingâs previous experience with drinking, so he knew well about his sonâs drinking limit.
âWhy are you letting your son drink beer?â When Mother Yang saw Yang Dahai pa.s.s Yang Ming a beer, she couldnât help but frown.
âBig Ming is a better drinker than me. You also know about his previous history.â Yang Dahai waved his hand. âAlright, forget about the past. Big Ming will be a university student soon. I heard that drinking alcohol is common among university students, so we donât have to restrain him.â
âThis is true. I nearly forgot that Big Ming is an adult already!â Mother Yang nodded her head.
One bottle of beer was unquestionably a small case for Yang Ming. He didnât get flushed, and his heartbeat didnât accelerate after drinking. After dinner, Yang Ming went back to his room and switched on his computer.
He noticed the phone on his reading table. There were a few messages and a missed call. The call was from Zhang Bing, whereas the texts were from Lan Ling. The content of messages was about how much she missed him.
Yang Ming replied to Lan Lingâs messages. He told her that he had reached home and missed her very much. Zhang Bingâs missed call was ignored without a doubt. Yang Ming was a typical man who favored hoes before bros. [2]