Noble Lady's Ring

  Han Yutie was grinning from ear to ear, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she gazed at Yang Ye Qing's worried face. Her soft tongue darted out to lick her lower lip, and her spoiled rich kid demeanor was on full display. She pounced on Yang Ye Qing, who was lying in bed, wrapping him in a tight embrace that he couldn't escape. In an instant, the white bathrobe covering Yang Ye Qing was completely removed, bunched up in Han Yutie's hand before being carelessly tossed aside. Ignoring Yang Ye Qing's murderous glare, she gazed at the two red grapes on his chest, her eyes shining with desire. She burst out laughing and quickly pinched one of the "grapes" between her fingers. Yang Ye Qing let out a shrill cry. "Don't be afraid, little girl," Han Yutie cooed. "I'm very good at being gentle with you."

  Yang Ye Qing was like seeing a big pervert staring at her, wanting to take liberties with her, but she was powerless and could only use a fierce tone to warn: "You little scoundrel, don't think you can get away with this, when I lose my temper it's no small matter."

  Han Yudie smiled and directly ignored the fierce look on Yang Ye Qing's face, saying: "You can't win against me, so put down your dignity and sleep with me properly." She wrapped her arms around Yang Ye Qing's waist, using her soft and warm breasts to rub his shoulders. Yang Ye Qing didn't expect her to be so unscrupulous, and his eyes showed a different kind of warmth: "Alright, I surrender, let's just sleep like this."

  "I just like hearing you say that." Han Yudie had one of her long legs draped over Yang Ye's thigh, and since Yang Ye was lying on his side, when she put her leg down, he felt a strange sensation, as if some kind of reptile had crawled onto his thigh.

  After settling Yang Ye Qing, Han Yu Die seemed to be in high spirits, also lying on her side, with both hands no longer holding the two red grapes that had freed Yang Ye Qing. She said, "Sister Ye Qing, I have a question for you." Rarely showing a serious and solemn expression. Yang Ye Qing really wanted to throw her off the bed, but considering she might suffer severe injuries, she gave up and asked, "Go ahead and ask." Han Yu Die thought for a moment, with a serious and solemn tone, even more so than when our great Chinese delegation signed an unequal treaty, said: "What would you do if Lin Dong liked a girl older than him?" Yang Ye Qing was clearly taken aback by this question, but quickly remembered that short message. Could it be true? Was Lin Dong really dating a girl older than himself? However, she quickly adjusted her attitude and took a liberal stance on Lin Dong's emotional issues, as she worked as a teacher and knew that sometimes boys needed special gifts to stimulate their growth. Therefore, she said: "I respect Lin Dong's choice."

  Han Yudie didn't expect Yang Ye Qing to respond so quickly and respectfully choose Lin Dong, she thought for a moment and asked: "Sister Ye Qing, don't you want to ask what this girl does?"

  Yang Ye Qing said: "Is Lin Dong's reason for telling you that because he is afraid I will blame him, so he wants you to be the mediator?"

  "No, Ye Qing sister. Lin Dong didn't tell me anything. Don't misunderstand. I just found out about his love affair through some means." She paused, "Okay, I'll tell you. The girl is my cousin."

  "Your cousin?" Yang Ye Qing's eyes, which seemed capable of speaking, stared fixedly at Han Yu Die.

  Han Yudie said: "She is a genuine policewoman."

  Yang Ye Qing said: "Female police officer? Oh, it seems that Lin Dong's choice of person is indeed unconventional, interesting."

  "Yeqing jie, aren't you going to say something about Lin Dong?"

  "Why mention him?" Yang Ye Qing shook her head and said, "He is a very rational person, I believe that whatever choice she makes is after careful consideration."

  Han Yudie said: "Then your tone is approval?"

  Yang Ye Qing said: "In favor, why not in favor."

  Han Yudie kissed Yang Ye Qing heavily and said, "Sister Ye Qing, I thought you would be furious, but this is good, let's get closer."

  Yang Ye Qing said: "Tell me about what's going on with your cousin."

  Han Yudie spoke as she began to flirt with Yang Ye Qing, her hands boldly touching the areas around Yang Ye Qing's chest and forbidden zones that no man had ever touched before.

  Yang Ye Qing reluctantly used her legs to hold down Han Yu Die's restless hands, asking her to honestly tell the story about Lin Dong and her cousin. Han Yu Die completely fabricated a story about Lin Dong and Han Bing, turning them into a Korean-style movie.

  As for Lin Dong, he didn't know that he had been sold out by Han Yudie like this. At this moment, he was chatting with Jiang Yue teacher on his mobile phone. Jiang Yue teacher said tonight that you can't come over, and it seems that Jiang Ling has stuck to herself. Lin Dong didn't tell Jiang Yue about her brother coming to find him. They mainly chatted about some life issues. After more than an hour of texting, Lin Dong's fingers were a bit sore, and he felt that he couldn't keep up with Jiang Yue's pace. Jiang Yue's circle was from a relatively elite circle, while he was just a poor white-collar worker. To win over Jiang Yue, he must make great efforts. After chatting with Jiang Yue teacher, Lin Dong fell asleep.

  The next day, Han Yudie appeared in Lin Dong's bedroom on time. Because she called out to Lin Dong but didn't see him wake up, she directly lifted the quilt covering Lin Dong's body. A very obvious hard object rushed into Han Yudie's eyes.

  Han Yudie didn't let out a shrill cry like the girls, but instead snorted coldly, fiddled with her ponytail and said: "This little brat must be having some very wicked dreams."

  Han Yudie indeed had the style of a returned overseas Chinese, and her manner was somewhat evil. First, she walked out of Lin Dong's bedroom, and when she came back, she was holding several honey tangerines in her hand.

  Han Yudie revealed a sly smile, glanced at Lin Dong's bulge, and threw an orange from her hand in a parabolic arc onto Lin Dong's thing.

  Mi Jiu was about to come into close contact with the official's thing, but Mi Jiu seemed to be unable to bear it and fell onto Lin Dong's thigh before rolling onto the bed.

  Han Yudie gritted her teeth, how could this be, at such a close distance she couldn't even hit the target, it was too humiliating, was her skill really that bad?

  Han Yudie made a squatting motion, with one eye closed and the other narrowed, her right hand grasping the honey tangerine tightly as she stared fixedly at that thing of the high-ranking official.