Ning An's Wild Wish System

As for the evidence and testimonies afterward, as a criminal investigator, he naturally knows which can be faked or deliberately manufactured.

This case is the same, but the difference is that neither side has provided evidence from the time of the incident, and the case can only be advanced based on the evidence afterward and the woman’s testimony.

And now, the situation has flipped!

”Good, very good!”

Zheng Kaiping laughed heartily as he returned to his seat, thinking about how to proceed, when Ning An spoke up: ”Ladies and gentlemen, do you enjoy watching a good show?”

The onlookers blinked excitedly and nodded frantically.

Ning An glanced at the countdown given by the system, waved his hand with a smile, and led the way outside the temple: ”Those who want to see the show, follow the little Daoist, the rest can wait at the Daoist Temple.”

Hundreds of people, unable to conceal the excitement on their faces, followed Ning An in a large crowd.

The audience in the livestream room were glued to their screens, holding their breath, afraid of missing a single dramatic moment.

”Exciting! Every time someone makes a wish, and the Little Daoist proposes to go out to watch a show, something thrilling always happens!”

”Yeah, the first time Brother Sect Leader did this, the one in the duckbill hat was strongly suppressed by the military; the second time Brother Sect Leader took us out for some fun, the lively youth was in for a wild ride, it’s hard to imagine how exciting this will be!”

”I’m raising a big flag for Brother Sect Leader! Anticipating~”

...

Meanwhile, on the mountain path, the woman’s family was blissfully unaware of all this.

As Fan’s Mother walked, she boasted to Mr. Fan: ”See, didn’t we have them wrapped around our fingers?”

”Remember what Mom told you, you’ve created quite a few injuries this time and successfully pinned them on that fool, Mom is very pleased. In the future, when we move to another place, given how big our country is, we’ll be rich!”

Just as the mother and daughter were excited, a phone call came: ”The Little Daoist from Changchun Temple is following us, be careful.”

Hmm?

Gao Xiuxian was momentarily stunned listening to this, then confidently laughed and said:

”Looks like my daughter’s charm is just too much, even these supposedly serene Daoists can’t help but fall for her!”

”Let him follow, if he’s really infatuated with my daughter, for a hundred or two hundred thousand, my daughter and I can keep him company for a while, relieve his tension.”

After saying this, Gao Xiuxian hung up the phone and continued down the mountain with her daughter.

At the same time, she opened an unscrupulous map app and booked a car directly.

She was very confident, thinking given the current situation in her favor, what could possibly go wrong?

As she and Mr. Fan chatted eagerly and immersed in the joy of money, they completely failed to notice a sewage truck swaying towards them from a distance.

”What on earth is that smell?”

Before it even got close, the acrid odor reached their noses.

Tightly covering her nose with her hand, Gao Xiuxian turned to see a sewage truck wobbling towards them up the mountain.

”Filthy.”

She cursed and pulled her daughter toward the railing.

Once settled, they looked with disgust at the sewage truck, intending to wait for it to pass before continuing.

The sewage truck drew closer, and very near them.

Suddenly.

With a ”bang,” the front tire of the sewage truck exploded.

The truck, already struggling to ascend the mountain, now swerved directly towards Gao Xiuxian and Mr. Fan.

The once overbearing pair were now frightened, frozen in place without moving.

”Hey, you wanting to die, don’t involve me. I’m just a sewage truck driver, what good am I to you!”

The sewage truck driver was drenched in cold sweat, frantically hitting the brakes, desperately trying to control the speed

In the passenger seat, this shifting caused his crotch to constantly brush against his wife’s pleated skirt-covered hips.

Lusting, he obviously wouldn’t miss the chance to sneak a feel, and reached under her skirt, gently massaging that beautiful butt wrapped in pink, see-through stockings.

Though hard to tell what material her underwear was made of, coupled with ultra-thin white stockings, the sensation was like caressing a second layer of his wife’s skin, utterly sublime.

He forcefully flicked his hand on her springy stocking-clad beauty.

His wife seemed unaware of his intentions until he slightly bent his legs, reaching between her slender, beautiful legs, only then did she realize it was too late.

Turning, he held the girl’s shoulders, staring into her big watery eyes, remained silent, and lightly pressed his lips against her soft lips. After the last kiss, the girl seemed to gradually get used to this sensation, sticking her tongue out gently entwining with his. He sucked on the girl’s lips, his hands unrestingly explored her body, slipping off her coat and lifting her pink top.

”I really like these two tools, let big brother have a look, okay?” Moving away from her lips, he gazed at her still clad in her pure white kawaii bra and said.

”Big brother, bad...” the girl’s shy reply further fueled his lust. He reached behind her, like in adult films, searching for her bra clasp. He found it, but having never unclasped a bra, he fumbled repeatedly, unable to free it. Seeing his flustered attempts, Ruo Jia giggled, reached back herself, and with a snap unhooked it, freeing her 32C snowy white breasts from confinement. The elastic mounds bounced slightly, he quickly reached out and grasped the jiggling pair, driven by desire, inadvertently squeezing too tightly.

”Ah...” Jiajia slightly frowned.

”Sorry, big brother held too hard...” He switched to gentle caresses on those never-boring boobs, using circular strokes to knead the soft mounds, she closed her eyes, enjoying his fondling. In no time, he felt the tiny nipples swelling upright, resembling two cute pink hard beans atop marshmallow-like white breasts. He lowered his head to suck on her nipples, feeling her shiver slightly, knowing she must love this. Alternately indulging in those teardrop-shaped, perky breasts, one moment sucking the entire nipple into his mouth, the next flicking it with his tongue, then lightly nipping it with his teeth. She emitted soft yet pleasant moans, causing the beast in his pants, already relieved once on the bus, to swell once more.

Unwilling to be bested, the girl attempted to fight back, pulling down his jeans zipper, releasing that already once-ejaculated, incredibly swollen and sensitive member, using her small hand to stroke it a few times, then, breaking free from his attack, she sat on the ground and took the still messy, sticky ** into her mouth,

”Oh oh... feels... so good...”

Though still unskilled, her oral techniques, combined with her tongue, teasingly maneuvered along his shaft, licking the tip like an ice cream cone, bringing him to unknown places of pleasure.