novelraw Chapter 1 The Beijing Circle's Young Master: He's Wild and Lustful
Chapter 1 The Beijing Circle's Young Master: He's Wild and Lustful
On a double bed.
Song Xinya was enveloped by the man's tall and strong body, her fair and tender legs being squeezed and gripped tightly by his hot palms.
Heartbeats resonate, breaths intertwine.
Her delicate body trembled because of him.
I'm going to kiss you.
The man leaned down on Song Xinya, his breath ruffling her hair as he spoke, his hot breath hitting her nose.
Their soft, warm lips pressed together, a sensation that made one's heart flutter.
Song Xinya's eyelashes trembled violently, she closed her eyes, and wrapped her soft, white arms around the man's neck.
The floor was a mess.
A black suit jacket was pressed down on top of pink lace lingerie.
A torn dress, high heels rolling by the French windows, a white shirt with a red lipstick print.
"first?"
Qin Yuhe noticed Song Xinya's tension and suddenly paused.
His deep, husky voice gently soothed her, "Tell me if you feel unwell."
His breath brushed against her earlobe, warm and tingling.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Song Xinya opened her mouth and bit the man's Adam's apple.
Her luscious lips uttered two words: "Use a condom."
Qin Yuhe's large, veiny hand reached towards the bedside table and took out a box.
"it is good."
He is both gentle and fierce.
The air was filled with the unique smell of sweat and hormones mingling together.
A night of passionate lovemaking.
.........
When Song Xinya woke up again, it was already 8 p.m. the next day.
She was so tired; she had lost count of how many times the men had taken her.
She personally experienced what it means to die and come back to life, and then die again.
Song Xinya suffers from lower back pain.
Her brain was throbbing violently, and she felt like she was in a drunken stupor, completely unaware of the time or place.
As Song Xinya lifted the covers and prepared to get out of bed, she suddenly felt a heaviness in her lower back.
Looking down, she saw a man's arm across her waist, his muscles bulging and his skin as white as jade.
The intense images from last night flooded my mind.
Frame by frame, scene by scene, each one is fiery, stimulating, and indescribable.
Her heart softened and her cheeks flushed.
Last night, Song Xinya was drugged and forced into a room by her stepsister Zhang Yingying.
Then she met a man who was also drunk.
All night long, the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, as if her eyes were covered, and she couldn't see what the man looked like.
At the same time, the darkness amplified her senses of touch, taste, and smell to an extreme degree, making them incredibly sensitive.
He gave her a very good first experience.
The man was very gentlemanly; he didn't think about himself and was very considerate of her feelings throughout.
Even after he was satisfied, he didn't fall asleep immediately, but instead held her tenderly for a long time.
He wiped her sweat and dried every part of her body with a wet towel.
She has excellent sexual virtues.
This made Song Xinya feel respected, and his gentleness and thoughtfulness dispelled her unease and self-doubt.
To be honest, Song Xinya was very curious to know what a man she met on her first date was like.
She turned to look at her side.
Then he suddenly paused.
At that time, she was 1.7 meters tall and weighed 180 kilograms.
A clique of socialites, led by her stepsister Zhang Yingying, mocked her for being fat and gave her the nickname "Piggy Hero."
With the lights off, all women look the same; with the lights on, the differences become apparent.
She was worried that if the man woke up and saw her, he would scold her for being a toad who had eaten swan meat.
It was just an accident, so why dwell on it?
Song Xinya decided to lift her skirt and leave.
She lifted the man's arm, which was pressing down on her waist, and gently placed it aside.
The moment her soles touched the ground, her legs went weak like noodles, and she almost fell over.
Song Xinya sat on the edge of the bed for a while before her legs regained some strength.
She looked down at the messy ground and saw that her once beautiful dress had been torn into several pieces.
Even her underwear wasn't spared; it was torn in half.
Song Xinya picked up the man's white shirt and put it on, then put on the man's suit jacket and suit pants.
She took all his clothes.
As she reached the door, Song Xinya turned back and glanced at the man on the bed.
He had his back to her, and the arm that held her as she slept was outside the blanket.
The man's back was exposed to the air, his broad shoulders strong and muscular, the lines narrowing downwards, his lean waist disappearing into the blankets.
Thinking about how well the man had served her, Song Xinya wanted to leave him something.
She rummaged through her bag.
In this era of mobile payments, she doesn't have the habit of carrying cash.
She only found one coin.
It was exchanged when I was playing the claw machine.
Song Xinya placed the coin on the table; it was round and silver-white, standing out conspicuously against the vermilion surface.
The coin is facing down, with the year of issue printed below the national emblem: 2000.
Song Xinya opened the door and went out.
She was wearing an ill-fitting men's suit and, instead of taking the elevator, chose to walk up the empty staircase.
The sound of her high heels clicking on the floor came as she lifted her foot to walk down the stairs.
Then came a familiar woman's voice: "Mom, don't worry, that Piggy Hero won't get away."
Zhang Yingying walked to the elevator, her phone pressed to her ear, calling her mother, Li Cuirou.
"Mom, last night I personally stuffed Song Xinya into President Zhao's room. President Zhao weighs 180 pounds, and Song Xinya also weighs 180 pounds. The two of them are a perfect match."
"Besides being fat, President Zhao is also bald, has bad breath, and a beer belly. When Song Xinya wakes up and finds out that she has been violated by such a man, she must be so heartbroken that she wants to jump off a building to commit suicide."
Contrary to Zhang Yingying's expectations, Song Xinya not only didn't feel that she had been abused, but also felt that she had gained something.
She had experienced it firsthand and knew clearly that the man she slept with last night had a better physique than a model.
That man had eight-pack abs; she touched them.
The man's pectoral muscles were very hard; she had touched them too.
Zhang Yingying: "If Song Xinya disappears from this world, all of the Song family's assets will be ours."
Ding—, the elevator doors opened, and Zhang Yingying stepped inside.
Looking at her reflection in the elevator wall, she said with a sense of superiority, "I'm a million times prettier than that fat Song Xinya."
"A fat woman like Song Xinya only deserves to be with a bald, smelly, beer-bellied man."
"Song Xinya will never know that she was so fat because we replaced the vitamins she was taking with hormones."
The elevator doors closed, shutting out Zhang Yingying's loud laughter.
When Song Xinya was a child, she had a normal weight, slender limbs, and a slim figure.
Ever since Li Cuirou led Zhang Yingying into the Song family, she has been getting fatter and fatter.
Now, Song Xinya finally knows the reason.
Everyone wants to squeeze a soft persimmon, but no one dares to hold a cactus.
We're all experiencing life for the first time, so why should we wrong ourselves to make others happy?
If a dog bites her, she will not only bite back, but she will bite twice.
Song Xinya returned to her residence and threw the bottle of fake vitamins into the trash can.
She wants to lose weight!
She wants to lose weight!
She wants to become beautiful!
She will repay that mother and daughter tenfold for everything they did to her!
There are no shortcuts to losing weight. The two things are: control your diet and exercise.
Many people know about it, but few actually do it.
But Song Xinya did it.
She loves hot pot, fried chicken, barbecue, and potato chips so much, but for a whole year, 365 days a year, she didn't touch them once.
When you're hungry, drink water; when you're craving something, fan your mouth.
I'm always hungry, constantly hungry, hungry every day.
I woke up hungry in the middle of the night, hugged my blanket and cried, stubbornly refusing to eat a single bite.
In addition, I do aerobic exercise, strength training, and body shaping every day.
Morning runs, hill climbs on an empty stomach, swimming, cycling, squats, rowing, push-ups, planks, and Pilates extensions.
A month later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 155 pounds.
Two months later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 143 pounds.
Three months later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 133 pounds.
Four months later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 125 pounds.
The further you try to lose weight, the harder it becomes.
It's okay, keep going!
She will use absolute effort to achieve an overwhelming victory!
She wanted all the admiring glances and words of praise to be focused on her!
She wants to tell the whole world that she can win!
Six months later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 114 pounds.
Nine months later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 105 pounds.
December later, Song Xinya stood on the scale and weighed 100 pounds!
Every fat person is a potential star.
This statement is very fitting for Song Xinya.
After losing weight, her eyes became bigger, her nose became more defined, her double chin disappeared, her jawline became clearer, she felt very light when walking, and she could wear whatever clothes she liked.
Weight loss is the best form of cosmetic surgery!
Song Xinya has always loved the color red.
Red symbolizes passion, brightness, and exuberance.
In the past, she never dared to wear a red dress on the street, because she was afraid of seeing the mocking looks from passersby and being told that ugly people are just being weird.
She only dared to wear the red dress secretly in her room when no one was around.
Now, she walks down the street in a red dress, her slender waist and shapely hips, long and alluring legs, fair skin and beautiful face, exuding confidence in every gesture.
Passersby who saw her were filled with amazement and turned around frequently.
During the year she lost weight, Song Xinya had not yet met with Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying, mother and daughter.
That day, Song Xinya received a call from Li Cuirou, whose voice sounded so gentle and kind.
"Xin Xin, I'm your mother. I have a business partner who seems pretty good to me. He's fifty years old, only twenty-five years older than you. He's divorced with two kids and needs a stepmother. Why don't you go on a blind date with him? If he takes a liking to you, you can marry into a wealthy family and become a rich wife."
"Xin Xin, you're not young anymore. Stop dreaming about being noticed by rich and handsome men. It's time to face reality. With your weight of 180 pounds, a barrel waist, and elephant legs, you're like a landmine. It's a blessing from your past lives that a divorced old man with two kids would even notice you."
"Xin Xin, that business partner is very important to Mom. If you can marry him, it will bring Mom a lot of business. Remember to try your best to please him when you go on the blind date."
"The blind date took place at Xundao Coffee Shop, table number 9."
Song Xinya understood perfectly well that this wasn't a blind date; it was an attempt to sell her to a business partner to be his stepmother.
Since this business partner is so important to Li Cuirou and her daughter, rest assured, she will definitely ruin their business.
She got up and headed to the Kaoru Island Coffee Shop.
.........
A black Rolls-Royce was parked in front of the Xundao Coffee Shop.
The driver and assistant in the front row looked back; in the back seat, a distinguished man had his eyes closed.
The man had jet-black hair, thick eyebrows, and a pale, cool complexion. His high, straight nose resembled the ridge of a snow-capped mountain, and his lips were naturally deep red and thin. He was incomparably handsome and beautiful to the point of being stunning.
Qin Yuhe dreamed of that enchanting, damp night again.
Snow-white thighs, ambiguous panting, rapid breathing, broken sobs overflowing from her red lips, he and she were lost in extreme pleasure.
again and again.
That night was an accident, but it brought Qin Yuhe an unprecedented experience.
That was his first time.
In matters of sex, Qin Yuhe is a very conservative person. Once he has a relationship with a woman, he will take responsibility for her.
That night, she cooperated with whatever he did.
They spent the night together, passionately and perfectly in sync.
He had planned to have a proper talk with her about marriage the next day, but when he woke up, he found that she had run away.
On the vermilion table, he saw a one-yuan coin she had left behind.
One dollar?
One dollar!
Was she mocking his poor technique?
This is an insult to men.
Is he the only one who thinks they're a good match?
He wanted to find her and ask her in person.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find it.
The hotel's surveillance footage from that day was damaged by Li Cuirou and Zhang Yingying, mother and daughter.
Qin Yuhe searched for that woman for a whole year, but still couldn't find her.
A sigh escaped from his thin, red lips, and his long, straight eyelashes drew a graceful silhouette in the air as he opened his eyes.
The assistant, with keen insight, opened the car door, walked around to the back seat, bent down, opened the car door, placed his palm on the roof, and Qin Yuhe got out of the car.
He came to Xundao Coffee Shop today to go on a blind date.
After Qin Yuhe entered the coffee shop, a moment later, a beautiful red figure walked past the Rolls-Royce.
The woman wore a fiery red dress, her skin was as white as snow, and her thick, long curly hair shone with a magnificent luster. Her charming face was breathtakingly beautiful, effortlessly outshining all other beauties.
Song Xinya went into a coffee shop to go on a blind date.