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ecause these thugs were dressed as students, their clothes were quite clean. They didn't look like those slovenly social hooligans. At first glance, they seemed like a couple of male and female classm..."Is there any way to change someone's mind! For example, what if someone already has a date planned and you want them to cancel it" asked Lin Meng.

Yang Haoqing and Zhu Xiaomeng's answer was: "It depends on the person, and then cater to their preferences!" -- Then I was quite curious about what she had in mind.

A new friend, Sun Panpan, replied: "It depends on whether the other person is a man or a woman. If it's a man, I guess you have to be cute and try to please him..." But she didn't say what to do if the other person was a woman!

A new friend, Su Xue's answer was: "Men are the most agreeable when they are in bed. When things get intense, you can say that you want his life and he'll probably agree!" -- What a bombshell of an answer!

But I have to say, the third answer seems the most feasible! And the first two, when combined, also seem workable. Lin Meng thought, she should try the combined version first. Blowing pillow wind is too challenging for her!

Then, after much deliberation, she sent Xu Yi away that day and started bustling around the kitchen alone. She managed to get everything done just before Rong Ling arrived.

When Teng Rong entered the room, she greeted him with a smile and invited him to sit down for a meal. During the meal, she watched closely, but she only saw Rong Ling pausing his chopsticks slightly when taking his first bite. After that, he continued eating as usual, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the cook had changed. Or perhaps, since she was a disciple of Aunt Xu, her style was similar to Aunt Xu's, and he couldn't tell the difference.

Lin Meng's heart began to race. She couldn't help but take a bite of her food and then asked, "Where's Rong Ling How is the food today, huh Auntie Xu made it in a hurry, I'm afraid it's not very good!"

First, let's have Aunt Xu come over to test the waters. This will make her blush a little, after all, it's a small lie! It's also because she was the first to cook for Rong Ling, and she's not confident. What if Rong Ling doesn't like it, and Aunt Xu takes the blame

He just replied faintly, "Hmm, it's alright."

But she said nothing, behaving as usual, just as if nothing had happened!

Her heart, which she had been carrying with such anticipation, suddenly sank. She felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. He had only said "it's alright," meaning the food was just average, nothing special. She had put in so much effort, but not only did she fail to make the dish taste different, she didn't even receive any praise. It was truly embarrassing!

Her original plan was to make the dish taste slightly different so that Rong Ling would notice. Then, when he asked her about it, she could respond accordingly. Then, he might be quite pleased, and she could take the opportunity to inquire about who he had a date with that day, and whether it would be possible to postpone it

Well, it doesn't matter what we say now!

She slumped her way to the kitchen, putting all the dishes away. She put anything that needed refrigerating in the fridge. After everything was done, she gloomily thought, "Tomorrow I'll have to tell Aunt Xu not to tell anyone!" If Rong Ling found out, she would be so embarrassed!

Alas! I'm not well-versed in the arts!

Lin Meng slumped onto the sofa in frustration, clutching a pillow and starting to wreak havoc on it. During this, Rong Ling came out and poured himself a glass of water, seeing her strange appearance. He chuckled awkwardly, then let go of the terribly deformed, pitiful pillow that had been tortured. He picked up his backpack and started heading into the study.

This night, after going to bed, Rong Ling was extremely fierce. There wasn't much foreplay, as if he couldn't control himself. After tearing off her pajamas once again, he forcefully entered her and then began to torment her slowly. Again and again, slowly but with extreme force, each impact was like driving a pile, pushing her body constantly upward. She couldn't stand this agonizing torture and cried out for mercy, but he ignored her, continuing to kiss her all over while slowly entering and then slowly withdrawing. Sometimes, suddenly and quickly, he would slam into her so hard.

She was drenched in sweat, feeling like she was going to go insane. She whimpered softly beneath him, and only after tormenting her for a long time did he begin to thrust violently, as if trying to smash her soul out of her body. It felt like he wanted to plunge himself into her, merging with her completely.

After the climax, she was exhausted and about to faint. Suddenly, she heard him whisper in her ear with that hoarse voice after a lovemaking session: “I really liked tonight’s meal!”

Saying that, he hugged her and turned off the bedside lamp.

When the room suddenly went dark, she felt even more sleepy. In a hazy state, she sensed something was wrong. When her head cleared the next morning, she vaguely realized...he probably knew everything! But by then, she was already at school, and he had likely gone to work. What a missed opportunity!

Furthermore, when it comes to cooking, the first time always counts! She fumbled her way through it and made her debut contribution. The second time around, the effect would definitely be greatly diminished!

Lin Meng angrily started biting the pillow, feeling that man was too scheming! How could he be so calm When she asked him, how could he pretend to know nothing! It infuriated her!

"When did you find out!" she couldn't help but ask him when they got back.

He wore a look of serenity, his thin lips twitching innocently. "What did you find!"

"That's it... that's the one..."

"Which one!"

"That's it!" she blushed, but her eyes widened and stared straight at him.

"Which one!" He was still asking!

She got flustered, raising her voice slightly, and said with irritation, "Well, just admit it! Don't you know"

"I know what's what!" he raised an eyebrow, his tall frame and sharp features giving him an air of natural authority.

She suddenly looked downcast, mumbling with embarrassment. "It's...it's just that dish..."

"What's wrong with your vegetables!" He was inexplicably patient, chatting about these trivial matters with her, completely unlike his usual self. Yet, she remained oblivious. She stubbornly continued to sit there, unaware of anything amiss.

"That's different from that dish!"

"Where is the difference!"

She couldn't hold it in anymore, and she blurted out, "Didn't you notice that the dish last night wasn't made by Aunt Xu!"

"Who did it, if not her!"

She was so angry she could spit blood. “It was me, it was me alright!”

"Oh!" he replied casually. "I see, so you did it! No wonder there was something a little different about it!"

She was immediately disheartened. Seeing that he seemed genuinely unaware of the situation, she felt ashamed.

"Forget it, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

She snorted angrily and ran away. But she didn't see the flash of light in the man's eyes behind her, secretly twitching his lips and smiling!

Thus, under Rong Ling's cunning schemes, Lin Meng's first plan came to a ruinous end!

I have no choice but to try Su Xue's suggestion. But she and Rong Ling are almost inseparable, doing that every day, so there's nothing new about it. Coaxing her with sweet words doesn't seem like a good idea. Looking at the calendar, June 1st is approaching, which has Lin Meng feeling anxious. Meanwhile, Lin Zi is urging Lin Meng to give Rong Ling an answer, and their family is busy making preparations for the occasion.

She couldn't help herself in the end and secretly borrowed several romance novels from Sun Papan, planning to study them carefully and see how those heroines managed to win over their male leads. Then, by a stroke of coincidence, she came across this passage. Her face flushed with shame, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and read the description again carefully. Just then, the heroine in the story also had something she wanted from the male lead, and after some "torture," he agreed to everything!

"Really!" she couldn't help but mutter to herself. She wanted to ask Sun Papan, this "expert," for confirmation, but it was just too embarrassing. So she could only rack her brains by herself.

Most importantly, Rong Ling firmly stated that the June 1st date couldn't be cancelled, otherwise, would she resort to underhanded means!

No, she just wants to go out and play with him on her birthday, no matter what!

Lin Meng's heart was filled with a burst of excitement, and for the first time, she started designing Rong Ling. She even pushed off his advances on the pretext of feeling unwell, leaving Rong Ling starved for two days. Then, on the night of the third day, just a day before June 1st, she had bathed herself meticulously and pretended to be calm while studying, waiting for Rong Ling's return.

This day, Rong Ling came back exceptionally late, so late that Lin Meng's little universe was almost burning out. She thought to herself, maybe she had a bad idea, so God was indirectly hinting at her not to do that this way.

When it was past eleven o'clock, Rong Ling came back. Lin Meng hesitated. Watching him enter the bathroom, she hid in the study and peeked out, biting her lip from time to time, still unsure whether or not to do that! That kind of thing... would also be quite embarrassing!

When he came out of the bathroom, she was still undecided, hesitating just outside the door. Then Rong Ling arrived, knocked lightly on the study door, and poked his head in, saying softly, “Go to sleep early!”

This man had expressly forbidden her from staying up late. He'd set a strict curfew of 11:30 PM, and she was expected to be in bed by then! But she couldn't resist any longer. After some thought, she secretly reached into the drawer for a piece of gauze she had prepared earlier. Holding it in her hand and keeping her hands behind her back, she entered the bedroom.

The man was half-reclining on the bed, holding a business economics magazine and looking at it intently, clearly waiting for her. As she approached, her heart began to beat wildly in her chest, and her face flushed crimson with anticipation.

She licked her lips, which had become strangely dry. She called out on the ground, "Rong Ling!"

"Hmm," he hummed from his nose, his deep eyes still fixed on the book.

She nervously licked her lips again and said, "Let's... let's play a game!"

Game!

He sparked with a little interest, lifting his head. His profound eyes, suddenly fell upon her face. Seeing her flushed cheeks, his gaze dimmed slightly.

"What game!" he asked, unusually proactive, showing a willingness to try!

She licked her plump, rosy lips, her nose slightly sweating. Her heart pounded wildly as she took a few quick steps forward and scrambled onto the bed.

"Come, lie down first... just lie down!" Her voice trembled as she said it.

A strange glint flashed in his eyes. He sized her up, taking in her inexplicably flushed face and the way her black eyes darted around nervously. He glanced at the small hand she was keeping behind her back, a barely perceptible smirk playing on his lips as he lay down cooperatively.

"That...put your hands on top of your head!"

He also did as she said, only a spark of warmth flashed in his black eyes. Unnoticed by her, she happily threw her arms around his hands held high above her head, then, with trembling little hands, she tried to speed up, using gauze to bind his hands. He raised an eyebrow, but chose silence, obediently as could be.

She let out a huge sigh of relief. Although something felt off, she didn't have time to dwell on it. After finally tying his hands together, she took some extra time to hang them above his head on the bedpost. That should keep him from moving, right

The book mentioned binding the legs as well, tying them to the foot of the bed separately. However, the bed in the room wasn't very feasible and there was no place to tie the legs up. Lin Meng thought it would be fine to improvise anyway; after all, Rong Ling’s hands were tied up, so he shouldn't be able to move too much!

Finally done, she clapped her hands and put the remaining cloth aside. At this moment, the man who was always so arrogant was tied up with his hands, suffering like a prisoner, inexplicably giving off a sense of forbidden desire. She felt a flush on her face and lowered her eyes in embarrassment, nervously shifting her dark eyes. Then, she got off the bed and hurriedly went to turn off the lights.

As she turned her back, the man in bed suddenly flashed a very devilish smile, as if the devil had opened its mouth and bared its teeth. She still hadn't seen!

The lights in the room went out all at once, leaving only a bedside lamp. She stood by the bed, looking at the somewhat messy things on it, thinking that since it had come to this, she might as well go all the way! Taking a deep breath, she took off her pajamas and, in just her underwear, walked barefoot to the foot of the bed, climbed up, and then, somewhat shyly, moved closer to him.

The man on the bed, though lying down, clearly saw everything. Seeing the little woman undress herself until only her underwear remained, his eyes suddenly heated up. In the darkness, a flash of light passed quickly, with intense eagerness.

As she slowly approached, she seemed like a lazy yet proud little kitten, or perhaps a pure and alluring little witch. Her fair skin was like creamy white jade. You could see her delicate collarbone, her slightly drooping fullness, and her flat belly. Through that mysterious triangular area were two dazzlingly white, slender legs. She was like a temptress who lured people to their depths, yet she was completely unaware as she blushed and slowly approached.

Then, she suddenly sat on his waist, right on the most sensitive part of the man!

His body tensed, his black eyes narrowed in disbelief as he looked at her. All the heat in his body started rushing to his lower abdomen. The desire within him stirred, subtly raising its head.

By this time, she had starved him for two days! That is to say, he had suppressed his desires for two days. No, maybe even more, because he had always been careful not to tire her out too much, so he hadn't been as satisfied as he could have been!

She blushed increasingly, becoming more aware of the hardness pressing against her softness. Facing him, meeting that handsome, captivatingly rugged countenance, she whispered timidly, "Don't move!"

The man narrowed his eyes further, thinking to himself that if he didn't move, he might as well be dead. But he kept these thoughts to himself and said nothing out loud.

She was so naive that she thought his silence meant agreement. Shyly, she smiled at him and reached out with her delicate hand to pull at his clothes, slowly tugging them upward. When she realized that he was bound, preventing his shirt from coming off, she suddenly froze.

"Eh!" She couldn't help but exclaim, looking at her clothes, she frowned, her pale blue eyebrows also furrowed.

A gleam of amusement flashed in the man's eyes, and he couldn't help but offer a kind suggestion: "Why don't you use scissors to cut it"

"Ah!" She jumped in fright, her face reddening as if it was about to bleed. "This... isn't quite right, is it!" she said timidly, looking at him nervously.

The man remained silent as well.

A certain woman bit her lip and sat there, facing the unfortunate reality of "a disastrous departure." After some thought, she made up her mind, gave her little bottom a twist, and with a whoosh, got off the bed to look for scissors.

Behind him, a man let out a low hiss, but it was because of the stimulation left by her just now as she twisted her little butt. When he saw her return in the nude, holding scissors, the man was stimulated beyond measure. Her black hair fell over her body, half falling onto her chest, swaying back and forth between her ample curves, this absolute combination of white and black had a very strong visual impact. Her small face was pure and shy, but she held a pair of scissors that shone brightly in the dark. They looked quite sharp, inexplicably with a touch of wickedness, very much like the embodiment of an angel and a devil, making people go crazy and unable to take their eyes away!

Little demon girl!

A man hummed softly to himself.

The little woman, like a serpent, slithered onto him and started snipping with her scissors. At this moment, she didn't even think about the fact that Rong Ling lay sprawled out, limbs outstretched, allowing someone to wield a lethal weapon against him. It was his first time, and surprisingly, it was his idea!

Because, wielding the weapon was her!

So, is it necessary to be prepared!

When the big job was done, she let out a sigh of relief and tossed aside her clothes and scissors.

His upper body was suddenly exposed, his muscular and alluring chest thrust abruptly before her. She sat on him, looking down at him, for the first time seeing him so clearly. The wheat-colored glow, under the bedside lamp's light, added a soft yellow hue that made her head spin and her heart race even faster.

He quickly closed his eyes, shook his head, trying to shake off the dizziness. But the slight tremor from shaking her head caused her little body to sway, and her cute little butt brushed against his abdomen, making his muscles tighten. Desire surged through him, and he began to gently press against her. She suddenly widened her eyes in alarm, staring at him nervously.

He narrowed his eyes, gazing at her. His black eyes were unusually deep, making her heart skip a beat as if she were about to be lost in those mesmerizing orbs.

"Don't you want to keep playing!"

But the man couldn't help himself, lazily speaking up in a voice that was unexpectedly low and seemed to belong to someone else!

She let out a low "Oh" and froze for a moment, not knowing what to do!

Squinting, she tried her best to recall the content she had seen before. Some parts were forgotten, but the general idea was there. She secretly encouraged herself and then leaned down, bringing her soft little mouth closer, starting to kiss him, almost kissing every part of his body, igniting his desire bit by bit, making him gradually go crazy because of her, his eyes turning red, growling for her to hurry up. Just when he was about to lose control, she stopped, coquettishly pleading.

"Rong Ling, how about going on a date with me on June 1st I want to go out and play with you!"

"No!" He was still somewhat rational, shaking his head in refusal.

This made her so angry, she decided to give in and let him have his way for a while. He groaned with pleasure, his long eyes filled with desire that made her feel hot all over, almost ready to melt into him. But she remembered her purpose, so suddenly, when he was most satisfied, she abruptly climbed off him.

He urged, "Continue."

Her strong hips rose up involuntarily, desperate to hold onto him.

She panicked and quickly dodged out of the way, gritting her teeth and demanding, “You promise me, and I’ll keep going!”

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his face flushed with a feverish intensity that was both alluring and intimidating. After all, no man could resist the frustration of being abruptly stopped in the middle of something so pleasurable.

"I warned you, get it right for me, or else, you'll be sorry tonight!"

She stuck her tongue out mischievously, jumped off the bed with a whoosh, and even threatened him.

"Last time I ask you, do you agree or not If you don't agree, then I'm leaving!"

She stood there, so vivacious, her alabaster body adorned with a tempting blush of pink, radiating an intoxicating aura of desire. It was driving him mad.

"Woman, you're finished!"

He snorted angrily. With a ripping sound, the hands that she had meticulously bound with gauze suddenly burst free. As she stared in disbelief, the man sprang up from the bed like a carp leaping out of water, landing on his feet and swiftly catching up to her as she screamed and tried to run away. Then, he lifted one of her slender legs and brought her crashing down to the ground.

"Ah—" she screamed, trembling and shaking uncontrollably. The sheer intensity of it all was almost overwhelming!

Rong Ling let out a low, mocking laugh, her eyes blazing with bloodlust directed solely at her. She sank her teeth into her slender neck with force, growling, "You're going to pay for this. You won't be sleeping tonight!"

This woman is so bold to provoke him like this, she must have eaten a tiger's heart and a bear's gall! She needs to be put in her place!

With a malicious punishment, he ravaged her, pinning her against the wall for a round of battle that wasn't enough. He then pushed her onto the bed to continue their fight. She cried out in anguish, for it was too frenzied. Her beautiful head bobbed uncontrollably, signaling her refusal. Transparent tears flew with each tremor, splashing onto his chest.

When she cried her heart out, she was almost losing consciousness. He restrained himself a little, his movements not as intense, but it was clear that she was still crying hard. He murmured softly in her ear, "If you give yourself to me tonight, I'll promise you anything!"

Her sobs subsided slightly, she stared at him with tear-filled eyes. Her lips, swollen from the kiss, trembled violently, but she still managed to muster enough strength to croak out, "This is... you... said!"

He hummed, parting her legs into a wide "M" shape. He arched his back and squeezed his hips, slamming himself in with brutal force. His eyes were bloodshot, his lips pressed tight, as if possessed!

This night, he craved her like a madman, almost dying in her arms!

She was hoarse for the whole day that followed, barely able to speak. She felt weak and limp, like she’d been taken apart, so much so that she couldn't even attend classes and had to take a sick leave to recover!

The sheets I just changed were soaked and covered in all sorts of things! It's embarrassing to have Xu Auntie wash them, so I can only ask Rong Ling, that refreshingly pure and spirited monster, to throw them away when he goes out.

"Mmm..." Lin Meng let out a soft moan, unsure if she had actually won this time or not.

All in all, if I had to sum up her seductive actions in two words, they would be -- a dismal success!

Ps: I wanted to give the next thing that happens a title, but I just couldn't keep it up! See you in the next chapter! beginning of summer, she wore a bright white, netted and breathable knitted top. It was seven-eighths length with sleeves, and on her bottom, there was a gray-black knee-length skirt, paired with sto...