What is life? Life is the realization that when a beautiful woman raises her hand to strike your left cheek, you must be prepared to offer your right cheek in response.
Xiang Ri fervently believed in this principle, so he struck himself soundly, leaving a mark on each cheek. The impression on the left was relatively subtle and smaller, while the right bore the clear and forceful evidence of his own hand.
The reason was simple—his own eagerness had resulted in a vivid five-clawed golden dragon on his face.
Though the scene couldn't be described as earth-shattering, it certainly evoked tears from spirits. The moment was just a minute and thirty-seven seconds prior.
"Xiao Qing, why don't we lie down and indulge in some naughty activities?"
"Ah?" Shi Qing was taken aback, momentarily puzzled by the implication.
But Xiang Ri had already made his move, one hand grazing his disciple's backside.
Shi Qing's body stiffened immediately, and she broke free from his embrace, delivering a sharp slap.
The crisp sound of the impact stunned Xiang Ri; he had not anticipated such a strong reaction from his disciple. In his mind, she should have blushed first and then melted under his advances.
However, reality was harsh. The forbidden romance between teacher and student, which could have become a timeless tale of passion, was eclipsed by the vivid performance of a furious student striking her predatory teacher.
Even someone with a thick skin comparable to the Earth's diameter felt a loss of face and knew he could not linger. Although the shock, regret, fear, and a hint of despair reflected in his disciple's eyes offered him some solace, it did not hinder his departure.
"You're back?" Chu Chu exclaimed with delight upon seeing Xiang Ri enter, rising from the sofa.
"Yes, my love, I've missed you," Xiang Ri said, opening his arms to embrace her tightly.
"Let me go! How dare you say you miss me when you didn't come back to find me sooner?" Chu Chu glared at him, her expression suddenly shifting. "What happened to your face?"
"Are you referring to the handprints?" Xiang Ri replied nonchalantly, as if discussing an inconsequential matter. "Xiao Qing did this."
"Qing Jie?" Chu Chu clenched her small fists, gritting her teeth. "Did you do something to her, you scoundrel? If you dare bully her, I'll make you pay!" She raised her fist, ready to strike.
"Hey, can you at least let me finish my explanation?" Xiang Ri grasped her wrist.
"What else is there to say? You must have tried to take advantage of Qing Jie and got slapped for it," she said, tears welling in her eyes as she struggled against him.
"What nonsense are you imagining? Do you think if I really wanted to do something with that Xiao Qing, she could have hit me?" He thought to himself, merely momentarily distracted.
"Then why do you say it was Qing Jie?" Chu Chu looked at him doubtfully, her tearful eyes filled with a glimmer of hope.
"It was I who asked her to strike me." In less than half a second, Xiang Ri had concocted his excuse. "Hey, what kind of look is that? Let me clarify, I'm not a masochist. Xiao Qing said she wanted to test her strength, so I offered my face. See?" He gestured to his right cheek. "This mark was my doing. Is there not a significant difference when compared to the left? The evidence shows that Xiao Qing's strength pales in comparison to mine."
"You—how could you be so foolish?" Chu Chu's eyes welled with concern, her gaze softening as she gently caressed the deep purple imprint on Xiang Ri's right cheek, oblivious to the flaws in his tale. "I'll go boil an egg for you to soothe that."
"No! Didn't you say you wanted to make it up to me today? Right now, I want nothing more than… to savor you!" Xiang Ri tightened his embrace around her waist, his arousal pressing against her abdomen. He had just been stirred by his disciple's teasing and was in urgent need of some physical release.
"I didn't give you what you wanted last night… why do you still need it? Can we wait until this evening?" Chu Chu pushed against his chest with her hand, nervously avoiding his penetrating gaze filled with desire.
"Hehe… what do you think?" Xiang Ri teased.
"What does my opinion matter? You rogue! Just this once, and never again!" Chu Chu glared at him with a mix of irritation and determination.
"Yay—long live my wife!" Xiang Ri sprawled across the sofa, eagerly letting his hands explore her soft, pert bosom.
"What are you doing here again?" Chu Chu widened her eyes, firmly pressing down on his hands that were audaciously roaming her sensitive areas.
"Don't you think the living room has a better atmosphere? There's more space, and heh heh, we can enjoy it like this…" Xiang Ri whispered into her ear.
"Ugh, how embarrassing!" Chu Chu blushed deeply, "We can't do that—I'm afraid I won't be able to… achieve the position you mentioned."
"Don't worry, it's quite simple. I'll teach you in a moment." With that, Xiang Ri leaned down, pressing his mouth firmly against hers.
"Mm," Chu Chu responded passionately, wrapping her arms around his back as she fervently reciprocated.
Xiang Ri trailed kisses from her cherry lips down her long, snow-white neck to her voluptuous bosom, deftly removing the delicate pink lace bra that covered her, revealing two soft, white mounds that dazzled him momentarily. Without a hint of hesitation, he leaned in to kiss her, suckling one of the pert peaks while his other hand fondled the other.
Chu Chu instinctively pressed her hand against the rogue's head, her murmurs of pleasure escaping her lips in a blend of mockery and yearning as she responded to his caresses.
Hearing her intoxicating cries, Xiang Ri could no longer restrain himself. He swiftly rose, removing all impediments, and helped the entranced girl to her feet, tearing away her short skirt and peeling off her white panties, fully exposing her alluring form to the air.
Gently, Xiang Ri positioned himself above her, using his knees to part her luscious thighs.
"Ding, ding, ding…" The sudden, insistent ring of a phone shattered the moment.
"Your phone, it's ringing… uh—" Chu Chu intended to say more, but the rogue had already launched his advance.
"It's nothing! If no one answers, it will hang up on its own." Xiang Ri panted heavily, beginning to exert himself.
Sure enough, after a brief moment, the phone fell silent. The self-satisfied rogue gazed down at the girl beneath him, only to receive a playful glare in return. Just as he was about to change positions, the ringtone blared again at the most inopportune moment.
Chu Chu stretched out her hands, pressing against Xiang Ri's chest. "Please, go answer the phone!"
"Ugh—" Xiang Ri sighed heavily, withdrawing to retrieve his phone from the discarded trousers. He feared that if he didn't answer, the ringing would persist indefinitely.
Expecting it to be a call from some girl named Su, he was surprised to find it was his mother, whose voice brought a comforting warmth to his heart. He shifted Chu Chu's legs aside and sat back on the sofa to answer the call.
"Xiao Bao."
"Uh, Mom, what's the matter?" Xiang Ri felt a twinge of anxiety; this was the second time his mother had called.
"What, I can't call if there's nothing wrong?" His mother's mood seemed off, her tone slightly sharp, likely irritated from not getting through earlier.
"Not at all! I was just busy," Xiang Ri explained.
"Busy? What could be so important that you wouldn't answer my call?" His mother retorted angrily.
"I'm answering now, aren't I?" Xiang Ri replied with a hint of exasperation.
"Do you dare to talk back? After all the effort I put into raising you, now you think you're too grown-up to listen!"
"That's not what I meant! Just let me finish speaking." In his agitation, he inadvertently increased his grip, eliciting a soft whimper from the girl beside him.
"Is there a girl's voice on your end?" His mother's ears were remarkably sharp, catching even the faintest sounds. Suddenly, she laughed and scolded, "No wonder! I was wondering why you wouldn't pick up; it seems you've found yourself a girlfriend."
Feeling her happiness, Xiang Ri awkwardly chuckled in acknowledgment.
"Hmph! So you've forgotten your mother now that you have a wife. I've raised you all these years for nothing! By the way, is she pretty?"
"She's okay."
"What do you mean, 'okay'? If she's pretty, say so; if she's not, just say that. How can you speak like that?"
"She's beautiful!" Xiang Ri felt as if he were losing his mind, yet warmth surged in his heart.
"Is she there with you now?"
"Yeah."
"Have her take the phone; I'd like to speak with her."
"Is that really a good idea?" Xiang Ri hesitated, feeling it was all happening too fast.
"Why not? Can't a mother have a word with her son's girlfriend?" His mother's tone was firm.
"Alright, alright! Just wait a moment." He handed the phone to Chu Chu, who was sitting beside him. "It's for you."
"For me? Who is it?" Chu Chu looked bewildered, unsure how his phone had suddenly become hers.
"It's my mom, your future mother-in-law."
"Ah?" Chu Chu jolted, sitting up straight, disbelief etched on her face. "Why would Auntie be calling me?"
"Because I told her you're my wife."
"Ugh, you're so annoying!" Though she feigned disgust, her eyes sparkled with joy as she shakily brought the phone to her ear.
...
Looking at the little girl nodding diligently, Xiangri felt like playing a prank, suddenly picked her up and sat her on his thighs, and thrust hard into her.
"Ah——" the little girl screamed, feeling her body filled up.
"What's wrong with you?" Because he was close, Xiangri could hear Xiang's mother's voice coming from the phone.
"No, nothing...!" The little girl turned back and gave the hooligan a fierce look.
"Did he bully you?"
"No... uh--" Chuchu's whole body froze, and she looked at the gangster with a pleading look, because the gangster was holding her thigh and slowly raised it up, preparing for the next more violent attack.
"You can let me let you go, we have to practice the moves I just told you tonight." Xiangri whispered in her ear.
Chuchu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded aggrievedly when she saw that he had begun to press down on her body.