Zhang Xingrong and Jin Yuemei exchanged strange glances, having actually started doing it right in front of them.
And judging from the man's expression, he probably ejaculated inside!
Because they knew Zhao An never used a condom, nor did he pull out before ejaculating.
Because he said ejaculating inside her was very pleasurable, so he wouldn't pull out.
After finishing with Aunt Xia…
Zhao An pulled Zhang Xingrong down and pressed her next to Aunt Xia. Both of these women were his women, and now he was also ravaging them!
Jin Yuemei couldn't escape either, being pulled over and kissed by Zhao An.
Fucking her mother below, kissing the daughter above.
This kind of thing is truly lewd!
Actually, playing with mothers and daughters is indeed very exciting; it's a privilege reserved for the wealthy.
With money, there's nothing you can't do.
The scions of the four major families were all first-rate at womanizing. Aside from the heirs, who required some caution, the other spoiled brats with no chance of inheriting the family fortune were certainly indulging in wildly extravagant lifestyles.
Racing, gambling, drinking, women—they did whatever was fun.
The next day, school proceeded as usual.
Zhang Chang arrived at the classroom. Zhao An had given him some money the day before to hang out with Liu Changye.
The young people bonded quickly. Drinking, billiards, watching striptease—Liu Changye couldn't resist the stimulation and soon succumbed.
This was the homeroom teacher's class. Zhang Chang whispered to Liu Changye, "What a boring class."
"Yeah, isn't it? Not everyone is a genius. The homeroom teacher's lectures are indeed boring.
I really envy Zhao An for not having to go to school. That's great."
Liu Changye said enviously. Everyone could only admire Zhao An; he was elusive, perhaps he would come back and strip naked, perhaps not, but regardless, he was still a member of the class.
He'd simply been absent for years.
"It's really boring. I got my hands on a nice photography magazine last night. You can borrow it.
Be careful, don't get caught."
Zhang Chang said, pulling a book of nude photography from his bag.
For a young man who had almost never seen a woman's naked body,
the temptation was immense. Liu Changye examined the women in the magazine as if it were a priceless treasure.
After a while, Liu Changye became increasingly engrossed, completely unaware that his homeroom teacher was already beside him.
"What are you looking at, so absorbed!"
The homeroom teacher snatched the magazine away.
After just one glance, he asked Liu Changye, "Whose is this?"
"Teacher, this is what I brought. It arrived this morning as a package for my dad."
Zhang Chang, ever the chivalrous one, "It was just borrowed."
"Oh, it's none of your business."
The homeroom teacher nodded at Zhang Chang; it was a good thing that he was willing to admit it.
Moreover, Zhang Chang and Zhao An had a pretty good relationship…
Zhao An was a popular figure at school; it was best not to offend him if possible.
So, with a grim expression, Zhang Chang said to Liu Changye, "You, come to my office after class!"
Soon, after class, Liu Changye followed the homeroom teacher, head drooping. He didn't know what fate awaited him, but it certainly wasn't good.
Zhang Chang took out his phone and dialed Zhao An. "It's done. The teacher called him."
"Okay, I understand."
Zhao An nodded. "When he comes back, tell him that if I help him, he can escape this predicament.
Have him treat me to dinner at his home. That's all for now."
Zhang Chang heard the rapid breathing of a woman on the other end of the line and cursed under his breath…
Zhao An was definitely playing around with women again.
He just didn't know which woman it was. He would never guess that his aunt and cousin were being slept with.
This mother and daughter were quite attractive beauties; they were so fun to play with.
Especially a wedding photo of someone heavily pregnant, with a huge belly – that would make any man proud.
When Liu Changye returned, head drooping, Zhang Chang leaned over and asked, "How did it go?"
Liu Changye was almost in tears. "Zhang Chang, the teacher told me to call my parents. She said this situation is very bad.
It might be reported to the principal, and then there will be a school-wide reprimand, possibly on my record!"
Okay, that's indeed quite serious.
This will affect his future university entrance exams. That's why high school homeroom teachers are so important.
His comments can influence a student's future; he can write you as worthless, or he can write you as someone who could be president.
While you shouldn't generalize, first impressions matter. In a fast-paced society and companies, people don't consider these factors much; a bad comment will create a negative impression.
Zhang Chang's eyes darted around. "This is troublesome. It'll be really hard to get into university later.
And if it's a fellow student, won't I be ashamed to face everyone at school?
Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I feel like I've dragged you into this."
"Then, what should we do? Zhang Chang, do you have any ideas?
Help me, please help me!"
Liu Changye was filled with regret. He shouldn't have looked at it during class.
Now the whole class seemed to be laughing at him; he had lost face to the extreme.
He was terrified. If his mother found out, she would beat him to death!