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The apartment that Yen-Ting rented was a medieval building. At the corner of the apartment, there was an unsealed garbage truck, and the stench was overwhelming as one passed by. The residents on the first floor had long since set up roadblocks and occupied the land for themselves, and the residents upstairs had no place to park their cars, while the shrine priest, the head of the Mark Six Lottery, the casino owner, and the prostitute… were all his neighbors. Of course, he had to be careful about getting bitten by dogs when he came home!
He was chatting with his landlady one hot summer afternoon.
Landlady: “I heard that a gentleman published his wife’s nude photo in a magazine?”
Hikotei: “I’m still highly educated!”
Landlady: “After T University, S University also has nude photos!”
Hikotei: “After University of C, there’s a recent attempted rape by a graduate of University of T!”
Landlady: “What a society!”
Hikotei: “That’s right! I can’t watch it anymore!”
Landlady: “Not really, a college student like you is quite good!”
Hikotei: “That’s if you don’t mind!”
Hikotei said, stopped pumping, changed the position from face to face to back so that he could avoid the landlady’s mouth, he gripped his fat ass, tilted his head back and closed his eyes slightly so that he didn’t have to see the landlady’s bloated body, and then pumped dozens of times, and he moaned loudly.
“Gonna cum! Gonna cum!”
“I’ll just shoot inside today, I’ve just finished my period… Don’t stick it up my ass like last time… It’s too bad, I’ve been incontinent for a few days…”
Of course, no sooner had the landlady finished her crumbs than Hikotei was already twitching and half out of yesterday’s stock!
The landlady came out of the door with a smile on her face: “You’re in for a treat today!”
“Come and sit down when you’re free!” After seeing his landlady off, he flipped through his books, but before he had read for a few minutes… “Knock, knock, knock,” the familiar sound of high heels appeared in the stairwell outside the door, and he hurriedly followed her to the fifth floor, and tiptoed around, waiting for her to open the door, and then he hugged her and jumped on the sofa.
“Oops! Not today! You’ve forgotten that my ding-tao is coming later!”
Before she could finish her sentence, Yentei’s hand was already up her skirt… The young woman pushed him away: “I don’t want to hear it!”
“I know! I want to give you a gift.” She said, taking out a pair of wrinkled black panties from her pocket: “For you! I just got my tutor’s paycheck! I bought them at the night market yesterday! Isn’t it romantic?”
“Wow! You’ve got a lot of tongue in cheek, giving away thongs every time!” The woman pushed his head with the index finger of her right hand, which was thin and painted with red nail polish, but she couldn’t hide her happy expression.
“Send me a pair of panties you’ve worn for me to go back to jerking off!” Hikotei offered sincerely.
“Ouch! Dying! What a heart!” The woman glared at him before agreeing anyway.
The woman sat on the sofa and kicked off her high heels, lifted her legs up high, removed her pantyhose, then stood up with her back to Hikotei, and bent down, her short red skirt could no longer cover her plump buttocks, she pinched the ends of her panties with both hands, and shook her hips from side to side, twisting and turning as she took off her apple-green panties that were so small they couldn’t be any smaller and threw them at Hikotei’s head, “Take it! Damn you!”
Janting returned to his third-floor apartment, ate instant noodles, and then picked up his books to read again. Tired of reading, he pressed the CD to listen to his favorite Rachmanilov’s Piano Concerto No. 2, while translating a book of Western literature… “Oh, no, it’s almost seven o’clock!” Hastily pulling on his pants, Janting rushed downstairs and got on his motorcycle, which he rode to a house with a clear sky two blocks away.
“Hello, I’m picking up Kotomine!” Hikotei said politely to the Obasan.
“Little Ming didn’t eat too much today, so go back and tell his mom about it!” Obasan carefully informed.
“Zhira, thanks for taking care of it!” Hikotei thanked her.
“You’re a very enthusiastic young man!” Obasan praised him.
Xiao Ming was the two-year-old who lived next door to him, and his mother, Qiu Yu, worked for an export company. Qiu Yu was nine years older than Yan Ting, and usually didn’t get off work until after 8:00 p.m. Qiu Yu’s husband was a salesman for a small trading company who had recently gone to the south for training, and Yan Ting knew them well and often ate their food, so he volunteered to pick up the baby for her every day, and take care of it for an hour or two. He even took her to a tutoring place, and the parents protested, and it’s been like that for two weeks now…
“Thank you for taking care of Ming, this is for you as a snack…” Qiu Yu came to pick up the child.
“Sister Qiu Yu is too kind. By the way, Ming has already taken a bath…” said Yan Ting, rubbing his head a little coyly.
“It’s lucky that you do what my husband does, otherwise I don’t know what I would have done…” Qiu Yu felt something strange after saying this, but Yen Ting obviously didn’t notice…
“Sister Qiu Yu, Xiao Ming should be going to bed…”
“I’m carrying him back, by the way, I’ll buy you lunch tomorrow on the weekend!” Qiu Yu wanted to thank Hikotei.
“No, don’t be polite… next time…” said Janting and regretted it.
He handled the landlady, the betel nut girl on the fifth floor, Mrs. Chow on the fourth floor… with ease, but when it came to decent women, he blushed and felt shy… “Is it possible that evil can’t overcome good?” he muttered Yan Ting muttered.
(to be continued)