At this moment, when Xiao Zihan mentioned drinking, Qiao San and the others naturally felt anxious. Seizing the moment when Xiao He was not paying attention, Qiao San exchanged glances with Xiao Zihan. Xiao Zihan stood up, saying he needed a break, and Qiao San also claimed to need one. The two of them went out together.

Outside, Qiao San took a deep breath and vented his frustrations about Xiao He's drinking habits. Xiao Zihan listened with a rising amusement, unable to laugh out loud, feeling quite uncomfortable. Xiao He could be considered a miracle among women. Compared to her, who had survived in such an environment, his own experiences of touching a woman's chest seemed trivial.

Xiao Zihan couldn't help but think: Xiao He's peculiar personality must be a result of lacking maternal love. No mother could tolerate her daughter developing such a character.

"Where is Xiao He's mother?" Xiao Zihan asked, turning his head.

Qiao San hesitated for a moment, thinking, and then said, "I heard she died during a difficult childbirth. At that time, Xiao Gang had just been established, and the leader was busy with gang affairs, or you could say, seizing territory. There was no time to take care of Sister He. Sister He surviving in such an environment can be considered fortunate. Later, when the gang stabilized, the leader thought about Sister He. The leader is generous and unrestrained, never demanding anything from Sister He, just often telling her that if she wanted to survive in the underworld, she had to make herself stronger. Look at Sister He's appearance on a regular day, but when it comes to fighting, there are few in the gang who can match her."

Xiao Zihan smiled slightly without speaking.

"Of course, Boss Han has outstanding skills, and being a teacher, a legitimate profession, maybe he doesn't care about these things. But I can see that Sister He is different towards Boss Han. I can confidently say that in these twenty-three years, Sister He has shown a bit of femininity for the first time. I hope Boss Han won't be put off by her status and distance himself from her."

Xiao Zihan knew he misunderstood, thinking that he refused to join Xiao Gang because he looked down on them. A hint of bitterness welled up in his heart as he said, "Brother Qiao, you're thinking too much. I..."

"Hey, where did you two go to the bathroom? Did you fall in?" Xiao He angrily shouted.

Hearing Xiao He's shout, Qiao San urgently said, "We'll go to dinner later; please don't mention drinking. If Sister He wants to drink, please find a reason to decline, Boss Han. You must not let her drink. Please, Boss Han."

Xiao Zihan looked at Qiao San's earnest expression, patted his shoulder, and said, "No problem, I don't want to embarrass myself either."

Originally, Xiao Zihan meant to find a smaller restaurant and have a simple meal, but Xiao He disagreed. They ended up at a three-star hotel, ordering a sumptuous feast. Since it was a feast, it naturally included alcohol. Xiao Zihan was quite distressed about this – how could he prevent Xiao He from drinking? After some thought, he could only use the simplest method: pretending to feel unwell. Given Xiao He's nature, she would personally take him home. Perhaps, this way, Xiao He wouldn't have the chance to indulge in alcohol.

Sure enough, after three rounds of drinks, when Xiao Zihan mentioned feeling unwell, Xiao He immediately put down her glass and focused all her attention on him. Xiao Zihan made an "OK" gesture to Qiao San, who stood up, saying he would accompany Xiao Zihan home. However, Xiao He stopped him. Xiao He's intention was clear – if someone felt unwell, they should rest immediately. Regardless of whether Xiao Zihan agreed or not, a room was booked for him.

After some consideration, Xiao Zihan thought it was not a bad idea. He didn't have classes the next day, so he went along with Xiao He's suggestion. After all, he had never stayed in a larger hotel before, and this would be a chance to enjoy it.

Late in the evening, just after 10 o'clock, after Xiao Zihan had taken a hot bath, he heard a faint knock on the door. Opening it, he saw a tall, simply dressed woman standing outside. When they said she was simply dressed, it was not an exaggeration; she was even a bit reserved. The woman was only wearing sexy shorts, with nothing on her upper body, and her hands were crossed over her chest, making her voluptuous figure more pronounced. Her waist was slim, and her buttocks were large and perky, presenting an enviable figure. Beside her on the ground was a windbreaker, which was presumably what she wore to get here.

"Sir," the woman coquettishly spoke, "Are you feeling lonely sleeping alone? If there's a warm body accompanying you, letting you do whatever you want, wouldn't it dispel your loneliness and feel delightful? My requirements are not high, just three hundred bucks, and I guarantee you'll have a pleasant night." With that, she let her hands down from her chest, creating a visual impact on Xiao Zihan. This move was quite impressive.

Xiao Zihan pinched his lower back hard, took a deep breath, and said gently, "Miss, it's really unfortunate. I'm not feeling well tonight; it's probably because my heart is willing but my strength is insufficient. How about this: I'll still be staying in this room tomorrow. You can come tomorrow, and then we can enjoy some pleasant time together. How does that sound?"

Since Xiao Zihan had already spoken to this extent, as a "lady" with professional ethics, the woman should not force herself on him. She sighed pitifully, "Alright then. It's my regret that I couldn't serve you, and it's also your regret. You should know that I'm skilled in playing the flute, and every customer who has experienced it has praised it endlessly."

After saying that, she picked up the windbreaker from the ground, draped it over her shoulders, turned around, and left. She took small steps, frequently looking back, as if hoping this would make Xiao Zihan change his decision.

After closing the door, Xiao Zihan couldn't help but think: Have the standards of prostitutes risen to such a level nowadays? It seems that if he doesn't learn something soon, even a prostitute might surpass him.

Less than ten minutes later, there was another knock on the door. Xiao Zihan opened it to find another woman, short and chubby this time, with a waist as thick as a bucket. She bluntly asked, "Hey, buddy, want some action with a woman? I'm the cheapest, fifty bucks for the night. Although I don't look that great, everything below is just like everyone else's, guaranteed to satisfy you. What do you say, want to go for it?"

Xiao Zihan rolled his eyes at her words, feeling quite irritated. It seemed that after praising the quality of prostitutes, he now had to deal with a loud and crude one. Xiao Zihan was genuinely puzzled about how this woman got in. While a three-star hotel might not be luxurious, there should still be some standards.

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Trying to remain calm, Xiao Zihan said, "Miss, it's really unfortunate. I'm not feeling well tonight; it's probably because my heart is willing but my strength is insufficient. Please leave."

The woman smirked, "No worries. If you don't want it, someone else will. Men are all the same, never changing their desires."

With that, she turned and walked away.

Xiao Zihan slammed the door angrily, cursing, "Damn it, saying all men are the same. With her looks, no one would want her even if she gave it away for free, let alone asking for money."

Another ten minutes passed, and there was another round of knocking. This time, the knocking was louder. Xiao Zihan was furious; what kind of lousy hotel was this? Couldn't someone manage this situation? It wasn't over yet.

Xiao Zihan angrily opened the door, ready to scold, but a strong smell of alcohol hit him. Looking closely, it wasn't a prostitute this time; it was Xiao He standing in front of him.

Xiao He was different from usual, with rosy cheeks like ripe apples. Her usually determined eyes were now filled with a seductive charm. Her tender, ruby-red lips constantly exhaled the scent of alcohol.

Seeing this, Xiao Zihan thought, "Oh no, Xiao He must have drunk too much." But her charm still made him shiver.

Looking at Xiao Zihan, Xiao He, with a flirtatious smile, pushed him and entered the room.

Xiao Zihan furrowed his brows, watching Xiao He stagger. He reached out to support her.

Xiao He chuckled, hands on Xiao Zihan's chest, and slurred, "Han, Boss Han, have you ever seen a woman rape a man? Hehe, I just saw, saw it, a woman riding on top of a man and moving provocatively."

This talk about women raping men and all the confusion indicated that Qiao San was right; Xiao He lost her mind when she drank too much.

Without thinking, Xiao Zihan put his arm around her and headed towards the bathroom.

Unsteady on her feet, Xiao He, with a loose coat in her hands, which seemed wet from being used as a towel, stumbled along. Later, she threw the coat to the ground.

Suddenly, a perfectly pink, white, smooth, and flawless naked body was fully displayed in front of Xiao Zihan. He felt a bit disoriented, but more overwhelmed by desire.

Looking at Xiao He's moderately sized, firm, and tender breasts, Xiao Zihan felt that he was about to lose control. Unfortunately, at this moment, Xiao He was not considerate. With dainty and even steps, her bare feet approached him lightly. Her pink toes pressed into the carpet, making a rustling sound. Xiao He, with a seductive smile, seemed like a lascivious female rogue about to assault a weak young man. She raised her hands to touch her tender breasts, then pounced on Xiao Zihan, shouting that she wanted to rape him.

Xiao Zihan could barely contain himself. Honestly, the previous woman with her provocative appearance had already sparked a flame within him. Now, Xiao He was pouring more fuel on the fire. All the heat in his body seemed to converge on a certain part, and this part seemed afraid of the cold, seeking the most tender and warm place. The sensation of skin rubbing against skin had already made Xiao Zihan lose control. He let out a low growl and hoisted Xiao He, heading towards the soft double bed.

And so, the passionate and tumultuous actions of rape and counter-rape unfolded. As for who was raping whom, it remained unknown.

The morning sun brought warmth to people. Golden sunlight stubbornly intruded through the thin pink curtains, brightening the room.

On a double bed, two people were still sleeping. The man lay neatly, showing no signs of improper sleeping habits. The woman, however, was different. Like a bear hugging a tree, she clung tightly to the man.

Time continued to pass, and the morning sun rose higher.

Feeling something pressing on him, Xiao Zihan opened his eyes. The first thing he saw today was a pair of white, round buttocks, particularly prominent in the sunlight. Next, a long, slender leg was pressing against his lower abdomen.

Xiao Zihan stretched his stiff neck and gently lowered the arm with a ring on it. He gazed at the still-sleeping Xiao He, his heart filled with tenderness. This was a feeling he had never experienced in his entire life.

Xiao He's eyelashes were long and black, slightly curled. Her cheeks were rosy with a touch of fairness. A hint of fragrance escaped from her slightly pursed lips. Her short hair maintained its lively charm, and the large golden earrings on her small ears gave her a rebellious look.

Xiao Zihan stared at Xiao He's fair and tender skin, wondering why a woman who practiced martial arts all year round didn't have a wheat-colored complexion. He thought about asking her after she woke up, but then he realized she probably wouldn't know anything. People were different, after all.

He pecked her on the red lips, contemplating whether to join the Xiao Gang.

A soft moan reached Xiao Zihan's ears, making him itch with desire. Did women emit such tender sounds after their first night? Otherwise, how could a fierce woman like Xiao He suddenly sound so charming?

Xiao He opened her bright eyes, initially filled with confusion. When she saw Xiao Zihan, the confusion turned into surprise. She sat up suddenly, pointing at Xiao Zihan's nose with bewilderment. "Hey, Boss Han, when did you come to my bed?"

Xiao Zihan shook his head helplessly. This girl had an incredible ability to forget things.

"It's not that I came to your bed; you came to mine. Got it?" Xiao Zihan patiently stated the facts.

"I came to your bed? That's impossible. Oh, my head hurts so much." Xiao He held her forehead with her hand, showing signs of pain.

Xiao Zihan got up, approached her from behind, and hugged her, saying gently, "You know your head hurts; a woman turns into a drunkard when she drinks like this. Drink less in the future, okay?"

Xiao He frowned, and the way Xiao Zihan spoke irritated her. She turned around, pushing Xiao Zihan away, adopting a bold and defiant expression. "Hey, Boss Han, I call you boss to show respect, but some things are private, and you shouldn't meddle in them."

Xiao Zihan laughed heartily, extending his arm to embrace her again, saying dominantly, "That was in the past. From now on, everything about you belongs to me."

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Xiao He exclaimed angrily.

"Just based on this." Xiao Zihan's big hand had already covered the delicate and soft chest of Xiao He.

Feeling the direct contact of the skin, Xiao He let out a scream. Glancing at herself, completely exposed, and then at the naked Xiao Zihan, she quickly pushed away his hand, pointing at Xiao Zihan in shock, "You, I, last night..."

Seeing Xiao He's appearance, Xiao Zihan's heart trembled. His expression turned serious, and his black eyes stared at Xiao He as if trying to read her mind. He cared a lot about this woman with a unique personality whom he had saved, especially now that he had possessed her.

After a while, Xiao Zihan ran his fingers through his hair, smiling seemingly carelessly, and said, "What's wrong? Regretting it?"

"Oh, please, what regret? Isn't it just a normal thing? It's something all women have to go through sooner or later. Anyway, I don't remember anything." Xiao He appeared indifferent, only slightly surprised by the situation.

Xiao Zihan felt defeated by her. The most significant event in a woman's life was dismissed with a simple "I don't remember." Xiao Zihan sighed; it seemed this woman was destined to be his. Although it might be troublesome, he could accept it. However, he needed to manage her properly, preventing her from hugging and playing with every brother she met. Wouldn't that make him jealous?

Deciding that it was better to warn Xiao He now, Xiao Zihan found her eyes fixed on his chest. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, he thought about Xiao He's actions from the previous night. Could she be up for another round?

To be honest, Xiao Zihan was not satisfied last night. In a little over an hour, Xiao He had started convulsing, and he hadn't finished once. This made him think of what he and Xing Ao boasted about, being able to endure for three hours. Could he have misunderstood, and was it related to the unnamed Qi Gong he practiced, similar to how it changed his personality?

Troubled by not knowing the truth, Xiao Zihan looked at Xiao He's curious gaze on his chest, contemplating the surprises she might have in store for him again.

Xiao He ignored Xiao Zihan and continued to stare at his upper body with sparkling eyes. Her small hands involuntarily rested on Xiao Zihan's abdominal muscles, murmuring, "How did you train to be so perfect?"

Afterwards, she clenched her fist and struck his abdomen twice. She clearly felt the pain in her hands and sighed, "Wow, such strong defensive power." Then she placed her hand on her own abdomen, feeling its softness and smoothness, with just a hint of firmness. She lamented, "Damn it, I've been training for more than ten years, why am I still so weak? How will I cope with others' punches and kicks? What a disadvantage!"

Xiao Zihan watched this series of silly actions from Xiao He, tilted his head back, and burst into hearty laughter. He couldn't comprehend how Xiao He, who he saw as adorable, straightforward, and occasionally a bit artificially bold, could be so ruthless. In his eyes, Xiao He was simply cute, and her occasional display of bravado was like a spice, making him like her even more.

Seeing Xiao Zihan laugh uncontrollably, Xiao He felt inexplicable, and the more he laughed, the louder it got, which she couldn't tolerate. With a fiery glare in her eyes, she pounced on Xiao Zihan, and the two of them fell onto the bed.

Xiao He pinched Xiao Zihan's neck, fiercely saying, "Damn it, why are you laughing foolishly for no reason? Are you mocking me? Even if you're the boss, I won't spare you, hmph."

Xiao Zihan, pinned beneath Xiao He, could fully feel the tenderness and beauty of her body since both were still naked. The soft and elastic jade-like body of Xiao He was beyond the comparison of an ordinary delicate girl.

With a slight exertion of his waist, Xiao Zihan cleverly flipped Xiao He under him. Subsequently, his large hands wandered around Xiao He's peaks and valleys, enjoying the pleasure as if a fish was in water.

Xiao He, not knowing what had come over her, felt tingly wherever Xiao Zihan's hands touched.

With a lascivious moan, she covered her mouth, surprised at herself for making such sounds.

However, as Xiao Zihan's hands continued to explore the forbidden territory, her soft moans became unstoppable, "Ah... Mmm... Mmm..." Intense pleasure spread throughout her body, and her delicate cries resonated from her red lips. She was confused and lost in the sensations.

Then, once again, there were vivid colors of spring, and the scene was filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers and fresh grass.