The next morning, I woke up precisely before six o’clock, thanks to my biological clock.

My little sister, who was originally curled up in my arms, is now lying sprawled out on the other side of the bed, with one of her long legs draped over my stomach.

The scene before me reminded me of the heartwarming moment when a couple wakes up together in the morning after a good night’s sleep.

My little sister was fast asleep, her mouth slightly open, breathing steadily, looking adorable. She was clearly sleeping very soundly. I propped my head up and gazed at her sleeping face for a while. The more I looked at her pretty face, the more I liked her.

I glanced at the time; it was already six o’clock. I gently moved my sister’s long legs off the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom to wash up.

On summer mornings, dawn breaks very early, and the sounds of birds chirping and cicadas singing can be heard from outside the window, their voices melodious.

I went to the toilet with my hard, iron-like penis as my support, washed up, and then went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

After walking through the long living room, I found my mother’s bedroom door closed; she probably hadn’t woken up yet.

In the kitchen, there are the ingredients I’ve prepared: a chopped and marinated old hen, and the shrimp I didn’t finish last night.

Although it was still early morning, the temperature was already quite hot, so I gave up the idea of ​​simmering the chicken soup over low heat.

I put the old hen into a pressure cooker and then cooked a barley and mung bean porridge to relieve summer heat.

Recalling how much my sister enjoyed the braised shrimp last night, I made another plate of braised shrimp with the remaining fresh shrimp.

Keep the stewed old hen and shrimp warm, and set the timer for the barley and mung bean porridge. Half an hour has already passed.

My mother’s bedroom door was still closed. I walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and then decided not to disturb her.

I took the elevator downstairs. The streets in the community were wide, and many young people were jogging in the community, as were many elderly people who got up early to take a walk.

In this upscale residential area where land is extremely valuable, most people are quite well-mannered. Everyone runs and exercises quietly without disturbing others.

As soon as I stepped out of the building, I heard a magnetic voice with a slight huskiness: “Why are you so late today?”

I looked down at the young woman downstairs. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyes, and excellent looks. She had fair skin and was very beautiful.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a thin white sports top and white sports shorts that reached mid-thigh, revealing a pair of long, shapely legs.

“Is Sister Yu getting impatient?”

I quickened my pace and ran towards the tall and beautiful woman in front of me.

“No rush, I just went downstairs a few minutes ago.”

Sister Yu smiled and raised her wrist, revealing an expensive sports watch.

The beautiful woman in front of me, in her early twenties, is named Song Yu. She is from Chongqing and returned from studying abroad six months ago. She has settled and is working in Wanghai City.

Because we live in the same building and both have a habit of jogging in the morning, we became familiar with each other after meeting a few times and agreed to run together every morning.

Either she waits for me, or I wait for her.

As far as I know, her parents own a company in Chongqing and are wealthy. I don’t know why she chose to stay in Wanghai, but I didn’t ask any further questions.

I followed Song Yu’s steps: “I stewed an old hen in the pressure cooker, which took a little longer than usual.”

Song Yu’s breasts aren’t very large, but judging from her everyday clothes, they appear full and firm, with a perfect shape. In terms of size, one hand could hold one breast perfectly.

Song Yu handed me an earphone: “I hear you cooking different dishes every morning. When can I try your cooking?”

Song Yu and I ran side by side. I turned my head to look at her slender neck and said with a smile, “You are welcome to visit my home anytime.”

“Then I won’t stand on ceremony.” Song Yu smiled slightly at me, revealing a cute little dimple on her cheek: “I’ve been back in China for half a year and haven’t tasted any delicious food yet.”

“There must be a lot of delicious food in Britain, right?”

Song Yu shook her head slightly: “Britain is known as a culinary desert, and I don’t like the food there. I can’t cook either. I really don’t know how I’ve managed to get through these past few years.”

“If there’s a chance, I’ll treat you to dinner outside.” My gaze subtly swept over Song Yu’s breasts, which swayed alluringly as she ran.

Song Yu glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and smiled, “Anytime is fine, but since I’ve already been to your house, I’ll treat you to a meal later.”

“No problem, I’d love to have dinner with a beauty like Sister Yu.”

I was quite pleased to spend so much time with a beautiful woman in her twenties.

Moreover, this stunning beauty is no ordinary beauty. Her looks and figure are comparable to those of my aunt and Teacher Chu Ning, making her one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.

I’ve fantasized more than once about having sex with Song Yu while we were jogging in the morning.

Imagine Song Yu leaning against a tree trunk, her beautiful buttocks raised, her panties hanging from her ankles, her skirt lifted to her waist by me, and me gripping her slender waist as I frantically fuck her beautiful hole from behind, with someone possibly passing by every second. Just imagining that scene is thrilling.

Song Yu noticed my gaze and chuckled, asking, “What are you looking at?”

“Sister Yu is so beautiful, it’s hard not to turn my head.”

Song Yu retorted with a slight reproach, “You’re so glib.”

However, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, clearly pleased with my compliment.

This may vary from person to person. If an older man were to praise Song Yu like I have, it might only make Song Yu feel greasy and resistant.

After all, I am a handsome and clean-cut sixteen-year-old boy, which gives me some advantages compared to most men.

Listening to the song and unfamiliar melody coming through my headphones: “Whose song is this? I don’t think I’ve heard it before.”

Song Yu’s ponytail swayed back and forth: “Noah Khan, a singer who is not exactly niche, but not particularly popular either. It’s normal that you haven’t heard his songs.”

Song Yu, slightly out of breath as she ran, asked alluringly, “How does his song sound?”

“I rarely listen to music and don’t know much about it, so I can’t really comment. But it sounds pretty good.”

Song Yu chuckled: “You’re quite modest. Sigh, people really are different.”

Why do you say that?

She shook her head and said, “I have two younger cousins ​​on my family, the same age as you, but they are extremely arrogant and rebellious, and very annoying. They are worlds apart from you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Sister Yu, I’m a little flattered by your praise.”

We ran and talked, and before we knew it, nearly twenty minutes had passed, and we gradually slowed down.

Song Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead: “You have great stamina. It’s rare to find someone your age with such self-discipline.”

I turned around and jogged backwards, admiring Song Yu’s beautiful face and her undulating breasts: “It’s a habit I’ve developed over the years; I feel uncomfortable if I don’t run.”

“careful!”

During the conversation, Song Yu suddenly changed color and reached out to grab my collar.

In my haste, I turned around abruptly, tripped over something, and landed squarely on my bottom.

Song Yu also pulled on my clothes and lay directly in my arms.

I was fine, but Song Yu let out a painful groan, his expression showing some distress.

“Sister Yu, how are you?”

I asked urgently.

Song Yu had cold sweat on her forehead. She sat in my lap and reached out to rub her ankle.

My gaze followed her foot, and I saw that her once slender and fair ankle was now swollen and red. My expression changed slightly, and I regretted showing off and insisting on running backwards.

“No…it’s nothing.”

Song Yu’s red lips had lost some color, clearly she was in quite a bit of pain. She gently comforted me, “It should be nothing serious.”

She reached out and gently touched her swollen ankle, hissing in pain, her face paling even more.

“I’ll take you to the hospital.”

I was worried that Song Yu might fracture her ankle.

Song Yu’s round buttocks sat on my waist and abdomen, with excellent elasticity, and the position between us was too ambiguous.

She shook her head and said, “No need, help me up.”

How could I possibly appreciate this beautiful scene? I quickly helped her to her feet.

She stood on one leg, with one hand on my shoulder, and said in a trembling voice, “I’m used to spraining my ankle, this time it’s just a little more serious.”

“Sister Yu…”

I’m filled with regret and self-reproach: “Should I still take you to the hospital?”

“I already said it’s okay.”

Song Yu lightly punched me: “Why are you being so polite with me? If there’s anything serious, I would have gone to the hospital without you even having to tell me.”

She gently raised her hand and brushed a few strands of hair that were stuck to her face aside: “Take me home.”

“Oh well.”

Song Yu refused repeatedly, so I couldn’t insist on taking her to the hospital anymore.

I put one hand on Song Yu’s shoulder and the other on her waist, and slowly moved towards the apartment building.

Song Yu hopped on one foot, the jade rabbit on her chest bouncing. It was a beautiful sight, but I had no heart to appreciate it.

Perhaps she had exhausted a lot of energy running, and it was the height of summer, because after jumping only a few steps, Song Yu was already panting heavily, and her jade-like neck and collarbone were covered with transparent beads of sweat.

“Sister Yu, are you alright?”

I held Song Yu’s clothes around his waist, which were already soaked with sweat.

“Not really.”

Song Yu was panting slightly. Unlike most women who would be coy, she directly asked, “You should carry me up. Consider it compensation for making me fall.”

“Um?”

I’ve known her for half a year, and although we’re quite familiar with each other, apart from that fall just now, we’ve basically had no physical contact. I never expected her to say that.

Seeing my stunned expression, Song Yu asked, “Is it not allowed?”

“Yes, of course.”

I didn’t react for a moment; my head was spinning, and I didn’t even notice that she used the word “back”.

In a state of mental blankness, I reached out and grabbed Song Yu’s legs, carrying her in a princess carry.

Song Yu hadn’t expected me to hug her like that. Feeling weightless, she let out a soft gasp and quickly wrapped her arms around my neck.

After taking a few steps forward, I realized that Song Yu seemed to have asked me to carry her on my back.

I also realized how ambiguous my posture with Song Yu was at that moment.

Because of running, her long legs were covered in fine sweat. I wrapped my forearm around the back of her legs and rubbed it back and forth. The sweat mingled between our skin, making the area sticky and slippery. What’s worse, my other hand was pressed tightly against the edge of one of Song Yu’s breasts, half-grabbing one of her soft breasts.

Even through my clothes, I could feel how delicate and soft the ball in my hand was.

Based on the feel, it can be basically determined that Song Yu was not wearing a bra, but since there are no nipples protruding from her clothes, she most likely used nipple covers.

After realizing what was happening, an awkward atmosphere quietly arose, and Song Yu in my arms made my mouth feel dry.

I took a few more steps forward and glanced down at her. Song Yu in my arms had her red lips tightly pursed, and her flushed and delicate face was covered in fine sweat.

“Cough cough.”

I coughed lightly, a little afraid to look Song Yu in the eye: “Sister Yu, I’m sorry. My mind was a bit foggy just now, and I didn’t notice that you said you wanted me to carry you.”

After about seven or eight seconds, Song Yu spoke softly, “I thought you were hugging me like that on purpose.”

Her words made the atmosphere even more awkward.

“How about I carry you on my back?”

Song Yu tightened her arms around my neck: “Never mind, we’re already downstairs at the apartment building.”

“good.”

I subtly moved my hand away from the edge of her breasts, then carried her towards the building entrance.

Song Yu suddenly asked, “Am I that heavy?”

“Huh?…It’s not heavy.”

I lifted Song Yu’s delicate body up slightly while holding her: “How could I feel heavy holding such a beautiful woman like Sister Yu?”

Because of long-term exercise, I have excellent physical strength.

Song Yu is 1.7 meters tall, so she should weigh a little less than her aunt who is 1.73 meters tall. You know, I once held my aunt in mid-air and fucked her hundreds of times in one go. After she landed, she sat down on the ground with a thud and couldn’t even stand up.

Now, simply lifting Song Yu up, without any specific posture requirements, is quite easy for me.

“Seeing so much sweat on your face, I thought I was very heavy.”

Song Yu took out the elevator card and swiped it. I carried her into the elevator. There were only the two of us in the elevator, and it was very quiet. The weather was hot, and Song Yu and I were sweating. The surrounding heat was intense, and we could clearly hear each other breathing.

The space was small and private, and the posture was so ambiguous that it was hard for me not to overthink it.

As the elevator ascended, I couldn’t help but glance down at the beautiful woman in my arms again.

Song Yu’s beautiful eyes were also staring at me with watery eyes. When I met her gaze, for some reason, I suddenly felt guilty and quickly looked away.

“Lin Yuan, you’re blushing.”

Song Yu asked with a charming smile, “Are you shy?”

Where?

To my surprise, Song Yu reached out and pinched my cheek: “Your cheeks are as red as a monkey’s bottom, where are you going to find any?”

My interaction with Song Yu today was a significant improvement; some of our actions were even a bit too intimate.

I looked at myself in the elevator door, and sure enough, my cheeks were terribly red.

Feeling Song Yu’s delicate body slip slightly in my arms, I bounced her up a little more. Song Yu asked, “Are you very tired? Should we put me down?”

“It’s okay,” I said half-jokingly. “Even if I carried you downstairs and ran ten laps, it wouldn’t be a big problem.”

Song Yu chuckled and said, “Your words remind me of a joke: a fat man tries to lose weight by riding a horse, but the horse loses dozens of pounds, and the fat man remains fat.”

“Does Sister Yu mean she wants to use me as a horse?”

“I think you’re subtly mocking me for being fat!”

I shook my head and smiled wryly: “Sister Yu, I can’t argue with you.”

Song Yu snorted lightly, a smug look on his face: “Did you have a girlfriend at school?”

“No, Sister Yu, would you like to introduce me to someone?”

I do have a girlfriend, but I could never have one in front of other women.

“I don’t believe you at all,” Song Yu said with a look of disbelief. “How can someone so handsome not have a girlfriend?”

“Sister Yu has good taste. You are the 8 billion 27,437,953rd person to say I’m handsome.”

“Hahaha…”

Song Yu laughed so hard she almost fell over: “You mean everyone in the world has said you’re handsome?”

“That’s right!”

Song Yu’s eyes flickered, and she said jokingly, “Introducing you to someone isn’t out of the question, but all my friends are the same age as me. Won’t you mind that I’m too old?”

“A woman three years older than her husband is said to bring him a gold brick; I happen to be carrying three gold bricks.”

Song Yu was twenty-five years old, and I was sixteen, so I was nine years older than her.

I bounced the beautiful woman in my arms again: “I’m holding a priceless gold brick right now.”

Song Yu kept laughing at my jokes, and finally, she rolled her eyes at me and said, “You’re such a smooth talker.”

Looking at Song Yu’s beautiful and radiant face, I mustered my courage and tentatively said, “Why introduce your friend? I think you’re more suitable, Sister Yu.”

Song Yu rolled her eyes at me again: “You’re so irresponsible, you actually had your eye on me.”

My heart skipped a beat. Song Yu didn’t explicitly reject me, so there was hope.

It seems that going to Wushan with the beautiful Song in the future is not impossible.

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and I carried her out.

Song Yu unlocked the electronic lock, and I carried her inside.

Song Yu’s house has the same layout as mine, but the decoration is completely different.

Her home has very little furniture and is several hundred square meters in size, making it seem somewhat monotonous and empty. However, the house is quite tidy and clean, and there is no “pleasing” scene of underwear and lingerie lying around.

I gently placed Song Yu on the sofa and asked, “Where can I get the medicine?”

“It’s in that cabinet,” Song Yuqian said, shaking her hand.

I carried the first-aid kit to her side, looked at her swollen ankle, and hesitated slightly: “Sister Yu, do you mind?”

Song Yu’s lips curled slightly: “You hugged me for so long? And now you’re asking me if I mind?”

“Well…”

Song Yu’s sharp words left me speechless. I am not one to hesitate, so I immediately gently lifted one of her legs and carefully took off her sneakers and white socks.

Song Yu’s feet are just like his name, and it would be most appropriate to call them “Yu” feet.

Her small feet had a beautiful, curved shape; they were delicate and alluring, with smooth skin, exquisite toenails, and glistening pink nails. A layer of fine sweat covered the tops of her feet, adding to her beauty.

The only flaw was the swollen and red ankle.

“I’ll go find an ice pack.”

I swallowed hard, a surge of sexual desire rising within me.

What attracts men most about a woman is her waist, hips, and long legs, because these two areas contain a woman’s most alluring and charming parts, and are most likely to arouse sexual desire.

High heels and stockings are key to a woman’s charm and an invincible weapon for winning over men.

The enhancement of charm is inseparable from a woman’s own “charm,” namely, having a pair of perfect long legs and beautiful feet.

When a beautiful woman’s long, jade-like legs and feet are paired with high heels and stockings, it’s hard for any man to resist.

Coincidentally, the women around me, including Song Yu in front of me, all fit this requirement.

It might not be that they meet the requirements, but rather that my background, appearance, abilities, and family connections meet the requirements of these exceptionally beautiful women.

Without a family background, she couldn’t contact her mother, sister, or aunt; without good looks or abilities, she couldn’t contact Chu Ning; without a family background, it was even more impossible for her to contact Song Yu, who lived in a prime residential area.

All of the above are indispensable.

“There are no ice packs in the fridge, so you can use ice cream instead.”

As instructed, I took out two ice creams, wrapped them in a face towel, and placed them on Song Yu’s swollen ankle.

“hiss…”

Song Yu took a deep breath of cold air. Her expression became much more comfortable and relaxed, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: “I feel much better after applying the ice.”

Song Yu had a minor abrasion on her other leg. I disinfected it with iodine using a cotton swab and then put a bear-shaped bandage on the wound.

“Thank you very much. It’s getting late, you should go back now.”

“What are you thanking me for? It was my fault in the first place. No rush, it’s the weekend anyway.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yu stopped urging me to go home and chatted with me casually.

I sat down on the sofa and looked around the room’s decor: “Sister Yu, you probably haven’t had breakfast yet, have you?”

“No, I’m planning to order takeout later. Would you like to stay and eat something?”

“No need to order takeout, I’ll bring you some breakfast I made later.”

Song Yu did not refuse.

About ten minutes later, I removed the ice pack, hesitated for a moment, then gently lifted one of her small feet, sprayed Yunnan Baiyao on it, and gently massaged it to promote absorption. At first, Song Yu reflexively pulled her foot back, but she did not resist after that. She quietly placed her foot on my thigh and let me massage her.

Gently stroking the soft, white jade feet in my hands, I felt a little lightheaded.

To be honest, just before I touched Song Yu’s small feet, I was subtly probing, trying to figure out Song Yu’s true attitude towards me.

It seems that Song Yu still has a good impression of me.

Song Yu’s jade-like feet are soft and delicate, making them irresistible to touch. The surface of her feet is moistened with a thin layer of sweat, making them even smoother and more supple to the touch, with an excellent feel that arouses in me the urge to play with them intensely.

Feet are a woman’s most private part, yet Song Yu’s delicate feet were now being massaged and caressed by me. As time went on, I could clearly feel an increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, and Song Yu across from me must have felt the same way. Song Yu was indeed somewhat uneasy; she leaned back against the sofa, breathing heavily, and her expression was slightly tense.

However, she did not break free from my grasp, clearly indicating that my probing had not yet reached her bottom line.

Seemingly to ease the awkward atmosphere, Song Yu closed her eyes slightly and took the initiative to speak: “I didn’t expect your massage technique to be so good.”

I chuckled to myself. What massage technique did I have? I was just giving random massages.

Taking advantage of her words, I boasted, “That’s right, I am the 1,888th generation successor of a massage master in China.”

Song Yu laughed as I boasted, her delicate shoulders trembling slightly, her beautiful face blooming like a flower. I was surprised by how easily she could laugh.

Seeing how happy she was, I mustered my courage and subtly changed positions, gently pinching the sole of her foot, testing her limits once again.

Song Yu’s laughter stopped abruptly, and I immediately noticed that she nervously and secretly gripped the sofa cushion beneath her.

My implication was quite clear; my hand movements had completely deviated from the scope of massaging her.

But she still didn’t refuse, which meant there was hope!

I gently caressed the delicate skin of her feet with my fingers, lingering there until I lightly pinched one of her toes, subtly teasing her.

Song Yu’s chest heaved, her expression somewhat uneasy.

After about half a minute, she parted her red lips slightly, about to speak.

I released my fingers before she could and said, “Sister Yu, you rest for a while, I’ll bring back some breakfast.”

Song Yu swallowed back the words she was about to say. Her face flushed slightly, and after stammering for a while, she finally said, “Okay.”

“Then I’ll head back now. I’ll bring you your food later.”

I handed her one of the two used ice creams: “We can’t waste them, you take one and I’ll take one.”

She turned her head away shyly: “There are new ones in the fridge, just throw these two away.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

I took a bite of the ice cream: “It’s not dirty.”

My action was another bold and blatant hint, almost directly revealing my intentions to Song Yu, after all, this ice cream had been in close contact with her jade feet.

Song Yu’s gaze drifted elsewhere: “Whatever…”