I sighed, walked over and hugged her, giving her a big kiss on the forehead. Yan Di hummed in response, wrapped her arms around me, nuzzled her head against my neck, and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." I thought for a moment: "Just some trivial things, nothing serious."
"But... I think I heard someone talking."
"Yes, room service," I replied casually. Yan Di said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.
This is Yan Di's strength; she is a gentle and kind girl, but not stupid. Or rather, it's in her nature—she never pries into things like many women do. Generally speaking, she won't ask about many things unless I tell her. Even if I give her a casual answer, she'll read my expression. If I show that I don't intend to discuss it further, she'll obediently stop talking.
She is a gentle and yielding girl.
"Then... are you going to take a shower?" Yan Di raised her eyelids and smiled.
I pecked her on the cheek, then let go of her, casually took off my clothes, and strode into the bathroom.
In the luxurious suite of a five-star hotel, the bathroom was naturally quite extravagant. Yan Di had already thoughtfully prepared a large, exquisitely decorated high-end bathtub for me. I sat in the tub, enjoying the massage of the water flow, sometimes rapid, sometimes gentle. Leaning against the edge of the tub, I closed my eyes and sighed contentedly.
I soaked for about ten minutes, and felt all the fatigue in my body disappear. The energy I had used up during the day returned to me. Then I heard a soft creak of the bathroom door, and Yan Di quietly walked in amidst the swirling steam.
She changed into a short bathrobe, revealing her smooth arms and legs, and a glimpse of fair skin on her chest. Yan Di gently sat down outside the bathtub, her small hands softly resting on my shoulders.
She was giving me a gentle massage.
This massage technique was something Yan Di learned from his senior brother. While it didn't generate the same warmth as his senior brother's massage—that was due to his senior brother's formidable martial arts foundation—the technique Yan Di learned could still relax muscles and joints, relieving muscle fatigue, and had a remarkably good effect.
For the past six months, Yan Di has been massaging me for a while almost every night when I take a shower.
I closed my eyes, thoroughly enjoying the gentle massage of those small hands on my shoulders and back below my neck. Yan Di was already very familiar with me and quite experienced; her small hands easily found the most sore spots on my muscles, and her movements were just right, making me feel completely comfortable.
I was naked, leaning against the bathtub, with a charming young woman massaging me from behind. This sensual scene couldn't help but stir up some alluring thoughts in my mind. Fortunately, I'd gotten used to it over the past six months.
Today, after Yan Di massaged me for about half an hour, a pair of tender, lotus-root-like arms suddenly wrapped around the back of my neck and gently embraced me. Then, a plump and soft body pressed against me from behind, and I could feel a pair of soft, full breasts... Even though there was a thin layer of clothing between us, their tightness against my back still made me feel aroused.
I gently took her hand and asked softly, "What's wrong?" Then I turned around and gently cupped her face in my hands.
Yan Di's eyes were hazy, her face radiating a captivating charm, her brows furrowed with shyness. She gently bit her lip and whispered in my ear, "Brother Xiao Wu... today... today marks one hundred and eighty days."
One hundred and eighty days... Full, full?
Hmm. I forgot to mention, since I resumed training with my senior brother six months ago, he took care of my physical condition and devised an exercise plan for me. He saw that I had suffered too many injuries, and my vital energy had been damaged, so he specially prepared a medicine for me. Combined with daily training, this is how I can strengthen my body and restore my vitality!
During this period, the senior brother made a special request: abstinence!
Originally, martial arts practitioners were not supposed to abstain from sex; otherwise, all martial arts practitioners would have simply stopped practicing altogether. However, my senior brother told me that because my vital energy was damaged, this method was to help me replenish it and strengthen my body's foundation, so I needed to abstain from sex temporarily.
As for the timeframe, my senior brother looked at me with a strange smile on his face and said, "At least six months, one hundred and eighty days."
This concerns my health, and as my senior brother said, if I don't take good care of myself, I might end up in a wheelchair when I'm old. He's worried I might act impulsively… After all, it's really too difficult for a normal man to live with such a beautiful girl like Yan Di, and our relationship has already reached a mature stage. Asking me to endure this for another six months is unacceptable. He's worried I might act impulsively, and he's also warned Yan Di.
Although Yan Di was gentle and obedient, after hearing what her senior brother said, she was extremely embarrassed, but considering my future health, she resolutely carried it out!
Sure enough, at first, I was still upset about Qiaoqiao's situation and didn't feel any desire for Yan Di. But as time went on, and my inner turmoil gradually subsided, I naturally couldn't resist. Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, I would inevitably forget my senior brother's warnings. Yan Di, on the other hand, showed a firm attitude: kisses and hugs were fine, but anything further was strictly forbidden. Even when she saw me struggling to hold back, she would only plead softly and repeatedly remind me of my senior brother's words.
When a man's desires are not satisfied, the fire burns more intensely than anything else... Yes, experienced men understand this. So, there are times when I can't control my emotions.
Fortunately, I also deeply love Yan Di, so unless she refuses, I would never force myself on her. Of course, I was always a little sullen. Whenever this happened, Yan Di would try different ways to coax me, being extra gentle with me. Sometimes, she would even suppress her shyness and tell me about a 180-day promise: once the time was up, she would give herself to me without reservation…
I've tried abstinence before, but over time, especially lately, with things getting busy, I haven't been able to focus on that aspect of life. But today, Yan Di reminded me…
Huh? Could it be that I've already served my sentence and been released? The thought filled me with immense joy!
Actually, the 180 days that my senior brother mentioned was just a rough estimate; as long as it was roughly the same, a few more or less wouldn't matter much. It's just that Yan Di valued my health above all else, and she stubbornly endured until the full 180 days had passed before finally agreeing to it.
Seeing Yan Di's blushing face and hearing the news of her "release from prison," I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. In her shy expression and dreamy eyes, I saw the tender affection of a young girl...
In this situation, I have no intention of continuing to tolerate it.
With a gentle lift and a hug, I picked Yan Di up from behind me and placed her between my legs in the bathtub.
Yan Di gasped, her hands involuntarily twitching, splashing water everywhere. The water instantly soaked through her thin white tank top… This kind of thin, close-fitting white clothing, once wet, immediately becomes translucent. At that glance, my mind went blank…
The beautiful woman before me blushed deeply, her hands tightly clasped together, her expression one of utter bewilderment and nervousness. Her water-soaked clothes clung to her body, and beneath the now semi-transparent fabric, her delicate and alluring figure was fully revealed! Her curvaceous body, especially her full breasts, resembled two ripe peaches. And beneath the thin fabric, the two nipples of her breasts were subtly protruding…
I couldn't resist placing a hand on her waist, and with a slight pull, I pressed Yan Di's body tightly against my chest. Yan Di's breathing quickened with nervousness. Like a fish out of water, her alluring little mouth was slightly parted, which I saw. Unable to restrain myself any longer, I kissed her deeply. Yan Di only let out a soft moan, then relaxed, gently pressing against my chest. Her helpless hands finally found their place, tightly wrapping around my neck.
I wrapped one arm around her waist, while the other hand couldn't resist groping her up and down, gently lifting a corner of her vest. Then, like peeling a tender bamboo shoot, I gently rolled up the hem... When my hand was already under her clothes, freely and gently grasping the soft peak on Yan Di's left breast, Yan Di's body trembled uncontrollably. Even after I released her, she seemed to forget to breathe and almost fainted.
At this moment, Yan Di was as docile as a pool of soft water, completely obedient and utterly without any will of her own, letting me strip off her top, revealing her delicate, lamb-like body. My gaze burned even hotter, kissing her from her lips down her neck and chest. At first, Yan Di's body only trembled, but later, she couldn't help but twist gently, her face as if painted with rouge, even the skin on her neck faintly flushed, her eyes half-closed, her gaze hazy, as if she had lost consciousness, only her small hands still tightly gripping my arm…
Just as I was overcome with passion and preparing to take things further, Yan Di suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, glanced at me, and whispered a pleading voice in my ear: "No...not here..."
A sudden thought struck me, and a sense of clarity washed over me. After all, this was Yan Di's first time, and she was a shy girl, especially in this area. Taking her virginity in the bathtub was something she definitely couldn't accept. Generally speaking, traditional girls like her consider their first time sacred and important, and probably prefer it to be done in a "solemn" and "traditional" way. Although I knew that if I insisted on doing it here, Yan Di would most likely comply, I loved the girl in my arms dearly, and how could I bear to leave her with any regrets?
I wrapped one arm around her neck, slipped the other under her knees, and with a gentle lift, I hoisted her into my arms. Then I stepped out of the bathtub…
Yan Di was too shy to look at me, so she just wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face deep in my neck...
We both walked out of the bathroom, soaking wet. I gently kicked open the bedroom door, went in, and put Yan Di on the bed.
The light here was much brighter than in the bathroom, and Yan Di's perfectly soft body was even more clearly visible and captivating to me now...
I couldn't help but swallow hard, then grabbed a dry, soft towel and gently sat down beside her...
I placed Yan Di on my lap, and she immediately curled up into a ball, shyly covering her chest with her hands and closing her eyes tightly. But after a while, seeing that I didn't make any move, she finally couldn't help but open her eyes, only to see me holding a snow-white towel in my hand, bending down, and preparing to gently wipe the water off her body...
My wiping motions were meticulous and delicate, incredibly gentle. My fingers, hidden beneath the towel, lightly wiped down her neck. The soft towel absorbed the tiny droplets of water from her smooth skin, while my fingers took the opportunity to almost caress her entire body… Especially when I wiped a few sensitive areas of her body, Yan Di blushed so deeply that her entire skin seemed to turn red…
How could a girl who had never experienced such things withstand my teasing? Yan Di was already breathing heavily. Her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, and her body twisted and turned like a serpent...
I knew I couldn't keep teasing her like this, so I tossed the towel aside, gently leaned down, and placed my arms on either side of Yan Di's shoulders. I pressed myself against her... Only then did Yan Di finally lift her head. At this point, she understood what was about to happen. Although we had a deep and abiding love, every girl feels a little scared at this moment, and I saw a hint of fear in her eyes. I immediately kissed her gently and whispered, "Baby... close your eyes..."
Yan Di obeyed immediately and closed her eyes. The slight trembling of her eyelashes made her look absolutely stunning…
I took a deep breath. Gently, I used my knee to separate her twisted legs...
As that beautiful moment arrived, Yan Di suddenly opened her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed. With a hint of pain, she suddenly couldn't help but bite my arm, and then I saw a single tear fall from the corner of her eye…
On this beautiful afternoon, in this room in Kunming, the Spring City, I finally transformed this girl who loved me wholeheartedly into a complete woman. Yan Di's tenderness almost overwhelmed me; her gentleness, her beauty, were enough to drive me mad…
When everything calmed down, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, Yan Di, having just experienced her first sexual encounter, was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. Tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes, and in her dream, her brows were slightly furrowed, a mixture of seven parts joy and satisfaction, and three parts pain. And on her tender skin, from her pink neck to her soft chest, were my kiss marks everywhere… it looked so shocking.
I glanced at it and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Just now, at the last moment, I almost couldn't control my impulse. And Yan Di, a beautiful girl so delicate and docile to the extreme, is, in a way, more likely to arouse a man's desire to conquer...
I felt a pang of tenderness. My fingers gently slid down her neck to her chest, my fingertips lightly tracing the hickeys I had left behind… In her sleep, Yan Di seemed to sense my touch. Her body trembled slightly, then she turned over, like a cat, finding the most comfortable position in my arms before falling back asleep…
Looking at the sleeping Yan Di, I solemnly told myself: This girl in front of me is someone I should cherish for the rest of my life.
We slept in the room until evening before Yan Di slowly woke up. Looking at the beautiful woman's languid and alluring expression after waking up, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. However, I knew in my heart that Yan Di probably couldn't resist anymore, so I forcibly restrained myself, only giving her a series of passionate kisses on the face before picking her up and carrying her to the bathroom amidst Yan Di's gasps. We took a bath together, and the enchanting scene that followed is best left unsaid.
People are in high spirits when they have good news, and I have just fulfilled my long-cherished wish, so I am in a great mood right now. Although I used up some energy this afternoon, I feel refreshed now.
Seeing that it was already dinnertime, and considering that Yan Di was a young woman experiencing her first sexual experience, it was really difficult for her to go out and have dinner with me. Just seeing the slight furrowing of her brows as she moved was enough to break my heart, and I couldn't help but feel deeply guilty for being too indulgent that afternoon.
I suggested we have room service bring dinner to our room, but Yan Di thought about it and then blushed before refusing. Her point was that everyone else had agreed to go out for dinner, and if the two of us bosses didn't go, it might spoil everyone's mood… More importantly, we were both alone together, and while we were fine when we came back in the afternoon, our simultaneous absence in the evening might lead some people to suspect something…
I was somewhat disdainful of this girl's petty thoughts. After all, Yan Di was my woman, and everyone knew that, so what was there to hide or worry about? But girls are often shy, and at that moment I felt extremely sorry for Yan Di, so naturally I did my best to fulfill her requests.
After much discussion, we finally decided that she could stay in the room to sleep. Seeing how tired she looked, I agreed. As for me, I still went out to eat with those guys, but I'd bring back some good food that evening.
"Um... if they ask me... you, you can't say anything wrong, just say..." Yan Di blushed.
"Yeah, I told you you had a bit of a cold, are you feeling better now?" I smiled, kissed her forehead, and then held her as we lay down to sleep.
I dressed neatly and went out, feeling incredibly refreshed. After meeting up with Xiluo, Lei Xiaohu, Hammer, and Bucktooth Zhou, I casually made up an excuse for Yan Di's absence. Whether they believed me or not, I didn't care. I didn't really care about those things.
This trip to China has basically been a free trip for these guys, with them eating and drinking for free. I, the rich guy, have paid for everything. These brothers are my life-or-death friends, so they won't hold back and try to save me any money. Even Lei Xiaohu is so easygoing, saying that since I'm his senior apprentice, it's only natural for his senior apprentice to pay.
I wasn't going to eat that stuff in the hotel; instead, I was determined to go out and try some local Kunming snacks. Our group stepped out of the elevator into the hotel lobby, and just as we stepped out, a figure darted out from the side…
Hammer and Xiluo were the most alert and had already stepped in front of me, but I saw the figure clearly and gently separated the two: "It's okay, he's just a kid."
It was that little pickpocket, that little girl. Judging from her appearance, she had probably been waiting outside the hotel all afternoon and hadn't left yet. She looked exhausted, and her face was still dirty. When she saw me, she immediately ran over, seemingly about to kneel down, but I grabbed her arm.
I was in a much better mood at this point, and my expression towards her was much nicer than it had been that afternoon. After thinking for a moment, I said, "Listen carefully, little girl. I won't do those things for you. But you can rest assured, your accomplices will be out in a few days. Don't you know how the police always operate? There's no need to be so anxious, just wait patiently for a few days."
After saying that, I let go of her and strode away with Bucktooth and the others. On the way, I casually mentioned the little girl, but none of them said anything. I didn't need to get involved in this kind of thing.
However, after walking for a while, I glanced back unintentionally and saw that the girl was following far behind us, her face showing some embarrassment. She seemed to be afraid to look at us and just walked behind us from a distance, looking meek and submissive.
I was in a good mood at the time, so I didn't make things difficult for her. Let her follow me if she wants. As the dignified Fifth Master of the Big Circle, I'm not a philanthropist. If I were to grant every request that came my way, I wouldn't be a gangster, but Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Part Two: The Road to Success, Chapter 120: Little Five
These past few days, since Uncle Qi passed away, and then returning to China, I've been in a lot of trouble, which has kept me in a bad mood. As the backbone of our organization, my constant gloomy expression naturally puts a lot of pressure on those around me. But today, Yan Di practically gave me the best cooling and soothing medicine, making me feel much better. Along the way, the guys traveling with me could clearly sense that their boss seemed to be in a good mood, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou, with his buck teeth, had spent too much time with those corrupt officials these past few days and was already tired of those high-end hotels. As we walked around the streets, I knew that not far from our hotel was Kunming's famous Xiangyun Food City, a well-known gathering place for Kunming's snacks. After finding out from the hotel, we headed straight there.
This place covers a very large area, much larger than a typical farmers' market. Countless snack stalls are lined up, with simple plastic tables and chairs set up in front of them. As soon as I walked in, I was immediately hit by the buzzing noise, which instantly put me in a good mood!
Awesome! That's beyond words!
Obviously, while I did have meals at my senior brother's house in Canada, or Yan Di cooked Chinese food for me there, my work required me to eat with customs officials and company colleagues, which meant I often ate Western food like steak… And by nature, I don't like eating at fancy restaurants all the time; I prefer these affordable, delicious little eateries. The best street food stalls are where a bunch of buddies can gather, shouting and laughing, drinking from big bowls, chatting and laughing freely—that's what I call truly enjoyable!
And this place in front of me is a typical Chinese place! Countless food stalls have gathered together to form this famous food city... but it's really just a place with tons of open-air food stalls. It's just my taste!
I randomly picked a place. Although it was crowded and packed with customers, with a muscular guy like Hammer there, I'd practically turned him into a standard muscle man. Add to that his fierce look, his tank top, and his arms that were almost as thick as a normal person's thighs, and vaguely visible scars that looked like knife marks…
No seats? Simple, just put your hammer out and stand in front of someone else? When you're focused on eating, and there's a muscular, aggressive-looking guy glaring at you with menacing eyes next to you, how can you possibly eat?
And just like that, Hammer easily secured a large table for us. The owner of the snack shop, seeing that we, this bunch of thugs, had scared away his customers, was naturally quite displeased. Seeing that we didn't look like good people, he dared not say anything, but once we sat down, I casually tossed him a few bills, and he immediately beamed.
First, we moved two cases of ice-cold beer, then everyone got a bowl of authentic Yunnan rice noodles. As for other dishes like braised dishes and barbecue, we ordered countless items in one go.
In high spirits, my appetite was also whetted, and I frequently drank with Xiluo. Lei Xiaohu, on the other hand, was unlucky; it was the first time in his life he had ever eaten rice noodles. Little did he know that the oily broth of the rice noodles concealed the heat, and he was caught off guard by the scalding heat, burning his tongue and immediately yelling in pain.
"Look, finally feeling a bit good." I glanced at Bucktooth Zhou: "Sigh, in Canada, it's all about backstabbing and life-or-death struggles all day long. You have to be wary of being shot in the back, and when you eat with those customs officers and police, it's always steak or foie gras. You drink countless bottles of red wine and spirits, and your mouth is so bland! This is much more enjoyable."
Buck-toothed Zhou just smiled. He had half a grilled tilapia stuffed in his mouth and was chewing it non-stop. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh, although there are many Chinese restaurants in Chinatown, most of them have changed their taste. This place is indeed good, but it's a bit noisy around here."
I shook my head with a smile: "That's exactly the atmosphere I wanted. High-class restaurants are quiet, all the guests are impeccably dressed and polite, you even have to speak in hushed tones, it's so stifling. It's nowhere near as enjoyable as here." I picked up a beer bottle, bit off the cap with my teeth, gulped down half of it, slammed the bottle down on the table, tugged at Ciro, and laughed: "Come on, brother, let's play a drinking game."
Lei Xiaohu is the youngest and most naive member of our group. Our senior brother, a strict teacher and father, has kept a tight rein on him. Coming with us this time is like Sun Wukong being released from his headband – he's like a monkey with its headband loosened. He was yelling and covering his mouth for ages, and now he's chugging beer. But his alcohol tolerance is really low; after just one bottle, he's already slurring his words.
"Fifth Brother." I was playing a drinking game with Xiluo when Hammer whispered, "That kid is still following us."
Hammer is now my bodyguard, and after a while, he's starting to get into the role. Even though we were eating, drinking, and having a good time, he still kept an eye on his surroundings.
Sure enough, I looked in the direction the hammer had indicated and saw the pickpocket standing about ten meters away. She was still dressed the same way, but she was squatting on the roadside outside the shop, her eyes darting around, looking at us pitifully.
Seeing her drooling expression, her hands in her pockets, tightly clutching the hem of her clothes... she was clearly broke. I then remembered that this girl probably hadn't eaten all day. However, I only felt a slight unease and didn't pay much attention to this little pickpocket. She squatted there for a short while before the shop owner, annoyed that she was blocking his business, came out to kick her out. This girl was definitely a street hustler; she jumped up, hands on her hips, and fearlessly exchanged a few words with the middle-aged woman who owned the upper shop, retreating as she cursed—quite the brash one! Then, right before my eyes, this girl deliberately circled around a few well-dressed customers twice, and I almost saw her reach out two fingers, slip them into someone's pants pocket, and snatch a wallet, flipping it over and putting it in her bosom. The movement was clean and efficient.
So clean and efficient that I couldn't help but sigh.
The girl moved with lightning speed, immediately running to a nearby trash can. She casually tossed her wallet aside, pocketing the bills inside. Then, she swaggered back to the snack stall, sat down at a table, slammed her hand on it, and shouted in a high-pitched, childish voice, "Boss, order!! Hurry up!!"