[Rural Areas] The Countryside is So Beautiful (Complete) - 15

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Chapter 86 Seeing Teacher Zhao
Again Suddenly I reached out and pulled her into my arms, feeling this delicate woman.

"You..." She didn't have time to react to my actions. When she realized what was happening, she tried to push me away, but I couldn't. Then my lips were already kissing her red lips.

"Don't do this, okay?" Although her words were tinged with refusal, she stopped struggling. She breathed softly and closed her eyes. My tongue lingered in her small mouth. I could tell she was very experienced; it was definitely not her first time being kissed.

Of course, this discovery made me no longer hesitate. Since she could kiss me, she was certainly not some chaste widow. I threw away the trace of innocent shame I had felt earlier, and took the opportunity to boldly slip my hand inside Yang Hua's clothes, pressing it against her warm and delicate abdomen, gradually moving upwards from her soft waist.

Her slightly petite body couldn't help but writhe and sway in my arms, her body shivering as if she had been electrocuted. She grabbed my hand and looked down with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

"Don't you like it?" I asked gently, sucking on her lips as I looked at her tenderly.

"No, I have a boyfriend... We can't do this, take your hand off..." she stammered, her face flushed.

"Kiss me a few times, and I'll take it off..." I whispered, pressing her against the shutter of a nearby shop.

It was a secluded corner, out of the reach of the streetlights. I don't know what came over me; my lust erupted almost instantly, or perhaps it was because I had suddenly encountered something new—karaoke. Subconsciously, I felt that people who went there weren't good people, especially girls.

Much later, recalling that night, I realized that perhaps the purity of Deer Town had cleansed me, making me less sensitive to new things.

The city was full of desire and self-interest, while Deer Town seemed like a closed-off walled city.

Of course, the most direct reason was probably that I was finding a reason to indulge my desires, and more importantly, Yang Hua didn't object.

"Really?" she breathed softly, her breath hot and sweet, then bit her lip and kissed me again, even teasing me with her tongue.

My fingers, finding their way through the crevice, reached the softness beneath the bra and couldn't help but slip inside, covering that softness.

"Ah..." she looked up in surprise, "You broke your promise..."

I silenced her with a kiss, holding this petite woman tightly in my arms. Her warm, elastic body trembled slightly, changing shape in my hands.

With my movements, her resistance weakened, and I could clearly feel the change in her emotions. I gently caressed her, my palms filled with soft, slippery flesh. Yang Hua occasionally let out soft moans during our passionate kisses, her body involuntarily twisting slightly in my arms.

I pressed her against the door, kissing her red lips incessantly, while letting Yang Hua's full, firm breasts press softly against my chest. My other hand slipped inside her slightly open skirt, eager to penetrate.

"No!" She squeezed her legs together, and through her stockings, I could clearly feel a slippery sensation.

"What's wrong? Don't you want it?" I looked at this woman in surprise.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just... I don't want to betray my boyfriend." Her expression suddenly hardened.

"I'm sorry..." I quickly pulled my hand away. In that instant, I felt I had done something terribly wrong, and the harm I had caused this girl was irreparable.

"What's wrong?" My quick apology surprised her, her flushed face showing a hint of confusion.

"Nothing, I'll take you home," I said, taking a long breath. Actually, I knew her refusal wasn't that firm; in fact, if I had used a little force, she would have given in. But her words changed me. I'm not a saint, otherwise I wouldn't have had relationships with so many women. But in this situation, I felt that letting go was the wisest choice.

"Mm," she murmured, lowering her head, and followed me slowly.

The quiet atmosphere of the night was somewhat eerie. I thought of my sister-in-law, and Liu Qing, my beloved Deer Town, where my woman and my dreams resided—a place where I poured out my initial burning heart. The city was nice, but I wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The nights at the end of summer and beginning of autumn were chilly. I shivered involuntarily and glanced back at Yang Hua. She was also hugging herself tightly, like a huddled quail.

"Are you cold?" I reached out and pulled her into my arms, wrapping my arms around her waist for some warmth.

"A little," she replied without resistance. We walked in silence to the apartment building not far from her home.

The building was dimly lit, with only a sliver of light visible at the stairwell.

"Go on upstairs, have a good night's sleep," I said with a smile, waving goodbye and turning to leave.

"Yeah, you should go home too," she nodded through gritted teeth, standing there looking at me.

"What's wrong? Is there something else?"

"Brother Wang, thank you!" She suddenly rushed forward and hugged me, giving me a light peck on the lips before running upstairs.

"This girl!" I smiled, touching my lips, where the lingering fragrance of her kiss remained. Everything was understood without words.

It was getting late, and I hadn't worn a watch, but I was certain it was past midnight. Thinking of my parents' potential worry at home, I quickly took a shortcut and hurried home.

Turning into the alley, the light immediately dimmed. At that time, dogs weren't banned in the city, so I kept hearing barks from the places I passed, their sounds carrying far in the quiet night.

Unexpectedly, as I turned into the alley next door, I suddenly heard faint voices coming from the depths of the next alley. Looking up, I saw a flickering red cigarette butt.

What was someone doing in the alley so late? Could it be a thief? Slightly puzzled, I tiptoed along the wall.

The houses in the alley were poorly constructed; even now, some families in the city still tried to save money by burning firewood, so the sides of the road were piled with bricks and firewood. Approaching them wasn't difficult.

"Damn it, I'm all alone here keeping watch in this cold weather..." A young man's voice drifted in the wind: "Are you guys done yet? I can't wait any longer..."

"What are you yelling about? Keep your voice down, this woman's a bit tough, we haven't even gotten her yet..."

"No way," I thought, a jolt

of shock washing over me. Just from those few words, I could already guess what was going on in the alley. These bastards! I gritted my teeth, grabbed a stick from the woodpile, and quietly approached the young man who was keeping watch. He was leaning against a lamppost, peering into the alley. By the light of his cigarette, I saw a lewd face.

"Bang!" A dull thud, and before the young man could even cry out, I had him unconscious in my arms. I gently placed him on the ground and then walked into the alley.

The alley was pitch black, and I could only vaguely hear a woman's whimpering. She must have been gagged, and judging from her figure, she was being held against the wall by two men.

"Damn, this woman kicked me, ah..." One of them suddenly jumped up: "You bitch, you're asking for it!"

There were only two of them; I could easily handle them, without even needing the mystical arts my master taught me.

"Slap!" A crisp slap rang out.

"What are you doing?" I suddenly called out.

"Zhao Jun, you bastard, weren't you keeping watch? What are you doing..." The young man didn't even bother to look closely at who it was before shouting.

Without a word, I slammed my stick down on his front door. He didn't even know who I was before collapsing unconscious in the corner, head bleeding profusely.

"Who are you? What do you want?" At this moment, another young man regained his senses, drawing a switchblade from his waist and glaring at me menacingly.

"Damn it, you bunch of scum!" I swung the stick again, aiming for his head. I wouldn't hesitate to kill someone like him.

"Thud!" He reacted quickly, frantically covering his head with his hands, then cried out and crouched on the ground, clutching his hand, throwing the switchblade aside.

My blow had hit him hard, striking his bone; it must have been severe. Without immediate medical attention, his hand would be ruined.

"Who are you?" Even at this point, he still glared at me fiercely.

"I'm your grandpa!" Seeing these scumbags infuriated me, so I struck him again on the neck. He fell to the ground, motionless.

"Ugh...ugh..." The woman crouching in the corner finally began to struggle. I looked at her; she hadn't been assaulted yet. Her hair almost completely covered her face, and she was filthy, her clothes torn in several large holes.

"Are you alright?" I went over and untied the ropes binding her hands.

"Thank you..." She pulled the rag from her mouth, tidied her hair, and said with a hint of panic, "If it weren't for you..."

"You're Wang...Wang Hao..." Her words of gratitude suddenly caught in her throat.

"Teacher Zhao..." I was even more surprised than her. Even after three or four years apart, I recognized her face.

Yes, it was her, Zhao Lan, my Chinese teacher who lived next door when I was in high school.

"It really is you...I thought I had mistaken you for someone else." Teacher Zhao was also beaming with joy.

"How did you get here, and..." I hesitated, a little embarrassed, as I looked her over carefully. Her hair was disheveled, her top was torn in several places, her bra was ripped off, and although it was dark, I could still see a large expanse of her chest exposed. Her skirt was also half-slung down.

"I...it wasn't me, this is..." Teacher Zhao stammered, unsure of what to say, her head bowed in panic.

I immediately realized my question was inappropriate. Anyone in this situation would be unsettled, and my questioning would only make her more uneasy.

"Wait a minute," I said, quickly stripping a slightly clean top from the unconscious woman and draping it over her half-naked body. "Teacher Zhao, please wear this for now. I'll take you home."

"Okay," she said mechanically, her mind dulled after her ordeal, nodding as she put on the clothes I offered.

Reaching the alley, I saw the young man lying unconscious on the ground and couldn't help but kick him. Damn it, these scumbags, how dare they defile my beautiful female teacher!

Thinking about this, I felt my punishment wasn't enough, so I stopped and said to Teacher Zhao, "Wait a moment, I'll be right out."

"What are you doing?" Teacher Zhao grabbed my hand in surprise.

"Nothing," I patted her shoulder and walked inside.

Indeed, the punishment just now was far from sufficient. I wanted to give these three bastards the most painful memory. Keeping watch, tying them up with rope—judging from their methods, it was clearly not a one-off offense. If I didn't give them a warning, they might forget the pain once the wound healed.

I picked up the rope, grabbed one person by the hand, and walked to the alley entrance, tying all three hands together and then securing them to a telephone pole. Finally, still feeling unsatisfied, I took off the shirts of the remaining two, twisted them into a rope, and tied it tightly to their legs. I believed that without help, they wouldn't be able to untie it. Finally, I dipped my fingers in the blood flowing from their foreheads and wrote several large characters on the telephone pole: "Punishment for Rapists."

"What did you go doing?" When I saw Teacher Zhao, she was standing alone at the alley entrance, trembling, her figure looking rather frail.

"Nothing, just helping those three bastards learn their lesson, so they won't do it again," I said through gritted teeth.

"You didn't kill anyone, did you?" Teacher Zhao was startled by my expression.

"How could I? I wouldn't do anything illegal." I didn't dwell on the question, instead asking, "Teacher Zhao, where do you live? I'll walk you home."

"No need, I..." she hurriedly declined.

"Teacher Zhao, don't think about it so much," I interrupted her.

"Oh, okay... I live... I live not far away..." she said, like a frightened little bird.

"Let's go."

Actually, Teacher Zhao lived quite far away; it took us almost twenty minutes to reach her place, which, judging by the location, should not be far from the high school.

After entering the house and turning on the fluorescent light, I noticed her disheveled state: a purplish-blue handprint on her face, and half of her stockings torn off. I guess if I had been a few minutes later, she would have been completely violated by those men.

"I...I'm going to take a shower, please sit down..." When Teacher Zhao met my gaze, her face paled, and she hurriedly went into the bedroom to grab a nightgown, then closed the bathroom door.

After calming down, I looked around the room. It was a small apartment with one bedroom, one bathroom, one kitchen, and a narrow living room, probably only fifty or sixty square meters. Teacher Zhao must live here alone, otherwise she wouldn't have let me stay.

The running water in the bathroom carried my thoughts with it. Fate is a strange thing; I never imagined I would meet Teacher Zhao in this way.

Chapter 87 Lu Manman's Appointment
Teacher Zhao was a beautiful woman. In my heart, before my sister-in-law, she held a very important place. Recalling the things she did long ago, it was mostly the stirrings of youthful passion. Those snow-white stockings, the pink suit, and her figure, faintly visible in her sleep, all surfaced in my mind.

Why hasn't she come out yet after so long? I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past one o'clock. Teacher Zhao had been in the bathroom for a full half hour. Hearing the sound of running water, a sudden thought struck me: Could something have happened to

Teacher Zhao? I was startled by this thought and hurriedly ran to the bathroom door, calling out, "Teacher Zhao?"

There was no response from inside. I became even more convinced of my suspicion and called out again urgently, "Teacher Zhao, are you in there? Answer me quickly, or I'll break down the door!"

Just as I was about to break down the door, Teacher Zhao's voice came from inside the bathroom: "I'm fine, wait a moment, I'll be out soon."

As the bathroom door opened, a wave of steam rushed out. Teacher Zhao smiled at me with feigned modesty. Her skin was still so white, and her smooth calves were as flawless as jade.

My throat tightened, I swallowed, and calmed myself before asking, "Teacher Zhao, are you alright?"

She walked to the sofa, curled up on her side with her legs together, and her slender, delicate hands gripped the hem of her pajamas, creating a fold between her thighs. She looked at me curiously and asked, "What could be wrong? Luckily I ran into you tonight. By the way, what happened to you there?"

It seemed she knew her thighs were attractive; indeed, those full, snow-white thighs and translucent calves had once been the reason I was infatuated with her.

"Oh, I was singing karaoke with a friend, and then it got late, so I took her home. I didn't expect to run into you there," I explained, secretly inhaling the fragrance emanating from her.

"Oh, by the way, Wang Hao, where do you work now? We haven't seen each other in a long time," she asked, blinking her beautiful eyes, looking very curious.

It was clear that tonight's events hadn't left a heavy shadow on Ms. Zhao; she recovered quickly. When I recounted my experiences in Luzhen, she kept asking questions, laughing heartily at the happy parts. It was as if we hadn't seen each other for years, but rather two old friends chatting.

"By the way, Wang Hao, you have a girlfriend now, right? It's been so long since graduation, did she agree to let you go to Luzhen?" Ms. Zhao smiled gently at me, her charming expression making my heart tremble. Her elegant and beautiful appearance and sexy body were as alluring as ever.

"She's from Luzhen too," I answered casually. Thinking of Li Jing, I couldn't help but secretly compare her to Ms. Zhao. Suddenly, I realized that Li Jing and Ms. Zhao looked very alike, really alike. This was the first time I'd noticed this, and I was shocked by my sudden discovery. I looked at the beauty in front of me again: long eyelashes, half-closed eyes full of emotion, a round face, rosy lips, slightly protruding breasts, curvaceous thighs... everything was so similar.

No wonder I had a strange sense of familiarity when I first saw Li Jing; she looked so much like my first love. Of course, they were different; at least now I liked Li Jing, not Teacher Zhao.

"You actually like a girl from the countryside…" Teacher Zhao stared at me, her eyes wide with disbelief. These days, everyone from the countryside wants to move to the city, but I've gone to the countryside instead. It's no wonder she finds it strange.

"There's no way to explain matters of the heart," I said, my face suddenly darkening. I hadn't expected her to have such a strong prejudice. Suddenly, her image in my mind plummeted, and my tone became indifferent.

"No, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant," Teacher Zhao hurriedly explained. "Oh dear, why are you always so impatient? She hasn't even finished speaking before you interrupt. I meant that the girl you've taken a liking to must be very beautiful, otherwise you wouldn't be so eager to draw a line between us."

"She's as beautiful as you, like a pop star." I couldn't help but laugh at Teacher Zhao's expression.

"You're just saying that," she said, smoothing her hair that fell over her full breasts, pouting slightly in a coquettish tone, and giving me a charmingly glaring look. "Do you think I'm still a young girl? No, I'm old and faded."

"How could that be?" I quickly replied. "Teacher Zhao looks like she's only twenty. If we walked side by side on the street, strangers would definitely think we were lovers."

"Nonsense," she said, her face panting with anger, making her even more alluring. She also sensed that our conversation was becoming somewhat ambiguous, so she changed the subject, saying, "Wang Hao, it's getting late. How about we call it a day? I'll treat you to dinner another time."

"Okay," I said, realizing how late it was. I stood up and said, "Then I won't disturb your rest, Teacher."

I gently closed the door behind me. The hallway was quiet; everyone around me must be fast asleep. As I left Teacher Zhao's house, I suddenly realized something was off. It seemed like she had been in control all evening, talking only about me, and she hadn't even explained what had just happened.

Teacher Zhao's reaction wasn't unusual; it was perfectly normal. Thinking about this made me even more uneasy. I ran upstairs again and gently pushed the door; it was still ajar.

Teacher Zhao was sitting alone on the sofa, her position unchanged. She was burying her head in her knees, crying silently, not even noticing my arrival.

I then fully understood: she didn't want me to see her sadness and pain, or rather, she didn't want to show her scars to others.

I gently sat down beside Teacher Zhao, pressing close to her soft, delicate body, feeling the elastic touch against my legs.

"Who's there?" She jumped in surprise, looking up in a panic. "Wang Hao, why haven't you left yet?"

"I went to the stairwell, but I was worried about you, so I came back." I gently hugged her shoulders; her body trembled slightly.

"Thank you. I'm alright now. You should go home." She wiped away her tears, forcing a smile.

"Cry it out, it'll make you feel better..." I whispered.

"You...can I borrow your shoulder?" She finally couldn't hold back anymore and began to sob silently against my chest.

I didn't say anything more comforting; perhaps what she needed most right now was to vent. Everything that happened last night seemed like a nightmare to her. After a long while,

Ms. Zhao finally lifted her head from my embrace, her eyes still wet with tears, but she seemed much better. At least to me, she had emerged from the nightmare.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I probably would have been..."

"Don't say anymore..." I covered her mouth with my hand: "Forget about it. Those bastards have already been punished."

"Mmm," she nodded obediently, appearing very docile.

We almost simultaneously realized that the two of us were embracing. "Ugh!" Ms. Zhao hurriedly pushed me away, her delicate face flushed, her breathing rapid, her head lowered, not daring to look at me, while her hands kneaded incessantly on the sofa.

Because of the close contact, I could clearly see the bright silver lace trim peeking out from her slightly open neckline, and a pair of white, full breasts were displayed before me.

Almost involuntarily, I wrapped my arms around her soft waist again. She was quite surprised, staring at me with wide eyes, and asked, "Wang Hao, what are you doing?"

"Teacher Zhao, I actually wanted to tell you that I like you, I always have..." I said, then brought my lips close to her ear and gently sucked on it. Her body trembled, and she let out a suppressed moan, her voice low and sexy.

"No, we can't do this..." She struggled violently, desperately trying to pry my arms off me.

"Slap!" She slapped me across the face, and we both froze. Teacher Zhao was breathing rapidly, her fair face flushed red, and her high, firm breasts, hidden beneath her nightgown, began to heave violently. Her clear eyes, glistening with morning dew, seemed to be dripping with allure.

"You bastard, how can we do this? I'm married..."

My hands seemed to have been struck by lightning, instantly becoming unresponsive. Teacher Zhao was married; she was married.

I didn't continue. Walking down the chilly streets in the early morning, I felt the atmosphere acutely. Indeed, a gentle woman like Teacher Zhao had no reason not to be married by now. And my feelings were one-sided. I saved her tonight; she was grateful, but there was no need for her to reciprocate physically.

Tonight, I let go of two women, both for strikingly similar reasons. I don't know if it was coincidence or divine punishment. Back home, I explained to my parents, repeatedly promising not to come home late again. In fact, I was leaving the day after tomorrow; I only had a few days left at home, and I wouldn't have the chance to do anything wrong.

Lying in bed, I was still depressed, extremely gloomy. I slept until after ten o'clock when my mother dragged me out of bed by the ear: "Hurry up, the phone's calling you."

"Who is it?" My mood hadn't recovered, and I was naturally annoyed.

"..." No one answered.

"Damn it, say something, or I'm hanging up." After waiting for nearly thirty seconds, I started to get irritated.

Just as I was about to hang up, a woman's urgent voice came through the receiver: "Don't hang up, it's me!"

"Lu Manman!?" I really didn't expect it to be her calling me.

"When are you leaving?" she asked after a moment of silence.

"Tomorrow, is there something you need?" I was already in a bad mood, and her call only intensified that feeling.

"I'd like to talk to you, is that a good time?"

"Now?"

"Yes, I'll wait for you near Chongde Gate." She hung up the phone after saying that.

"That woman is always so self-righteous..." I thought for a moment and finally got dressed.

"You're going out again?!" As soon as I reached the door, my mother glared at me.

"Mom..." I had promised to stay home and keep my parents company, but I couldn't sit still for a moment.

"Never mind, you're all grown up now," my mother nodded and said, "Be careful out there."

"Wang Hao, you're here!" When I rushed to Chongde Gate, Lu Manman was already waiting there.

She must have put on makeup, her hair was slicked back and styled in a neat bun, her eyes were bright and sparkling, with slightly upturned corners, adding to her delicate charm. She wore a well-fitting dress that accentuated her slender yet voluptuous figure, the short skirt reaching her knees, revealing her beautiful, pink and shapely thighs without any hesitation.

"Hmm, what's up?" I was in no mood to admire her at the moment, and just asked casually.

“I want to talk to you about something, let’s… talk somewhere else.” She glanced at the passing crowd and said softly.

“Okay, where do you want to go?” I thought for a moment and finally nodded.

“Follow me,” she said, leading the way.

As I followed, I felt increasingly uneasy. I had a feeling that the place Lu Manman was taking me to was familiar. When I saw the apartment building, I was almost certain of my suspicion. Could it be such a coincidence? I denied it again in my heart.

“This is…” To be on the safe side, I asked again.

“There’s an old apartment of ours upstairs, usually unoccupied. Shall we talk there for a while?” she said, her face slightly flushed.

“Okay!” I followed her into the building. I was secretly surprised that Lu Manman lived in the same apartment building as Teacher Zhao, but I hoped we wouldn’t run into Teacher Zhao, otherwise it would be awkward for both of us.

“This is your home…!” My mouth dropped open—Lu Manman had actually led me to Teacher Zhao’s place.

“Yes, what’s wrong?” Lu Manman looked at me strangely.

"It's alright. Is this really your home? You must have come to the wrong place."

"Look at you, do you think I wouldn't recognize my own house?" She said, stepping forward and opening the door.

My mind remained in a daze for a long time. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't figure out what the relationship between Lu Manman and Teacher Zhao was. But looking at everything familiar in the house, I knew I wasn't dreaming.

"Come in and sit down," she said, moving aside and taking off her high-heeled sandals.

"Speak, what's wrong?" I asked, looking at the woman.

"Wang Hao, we can't go on like this..."

"What..." Lu Manman's nonsensical words left me bewildered.

"I'll treat what happened that night as an accident. I won't hold it against you. I hope you won't make things difficult for me... There's no future for us." She carefully chose her words, looking at me.

"Hmph," I finally understood. This woman was asking for trouble.

"I'm afraid that's not what you really mean, is it?" I pulled Lu Manman into my arms, one hand sliding through her clothes to her chest, cupping her full breasts.

Her voice was choked with sobs as she swayed and cried out, "What are you doing...no...ah..."

"You deliberately brought me to this empty room today, probably just so I'd have my way with you, right?" I grabbed her short skirt and pulled it up, lifting the back of the skirt along the slit to her slender waist.

Chapter 88 Spring Heart Stirring
I could clearly feel her soft, smooth, and elastic skin, especially the two full mounds of her breasts being squeezed, and the alluring heartbeat was transmitted through my hand.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not...let me go...I just want to talk to you for a while." At the last minute, she actually started to resist in my arms.

"What are you yelling about!" I slapped her thigh hard: "If you just want to talk to me, anywhere is fine, the park, under the city wall, by the river, no one will bother you there, why did you have to choose a room where no one comes?" I asked with a mocking tone.

"You...bullshit, it's not like that at all." Lu Manman blushed as I said this and immediately retorted.

"Really?" I chuckled, turning her around and grabbing her hand, placing it on my body. Touching her burning heat, she jumped in surprise, hastily pulling her hand back and denying, "Really, why would I lie to you?!" Deep down,

I still felt a strong aversion to this woman. She wanted to be a prostitute while pretending to be virtuous. It was quite obvious from the moment she brought me here; she wasn't there for any heart-to-heart talk, but rather to force me to rape her again. Of course, I wouldn't mind having something happen with this beautiful woman, Lu Manman, again, but I was simply disgusted by her behavior.

"So what did you call me here to say?" Seeing her still denying it, I figured I had plenty of time and wanted to tease her a bit.

"Well… nothing, I just…" She hadn't expected me to stop there, and instead forgot to react, her hand still gripping my body, forgetting to pull down her skirt, leaving her two pale thighs swaying before my eyes. The white,

tender body revealed through the disheveled clothes looked translucent, and I couldn't help but caress it closely. Of course, I didn't bring up that topic. "Alright, let's just chat casually. What are you doing now?"

"I've been assigned to the city library as a librarian." This time, she didn't resist, pretending not to notice my hand groping her.

"Wei Jun didn't transfer you to the Civil Affairs Bureau?" I was a little surprised and unconsciously increased the pressure on my hand.

"Jobs are hard to find now, too many people use connections. Wei Jun told me to wait, and we'll switch when a suitable position comes up... Ah! You... be gentle!" Lu Manman's cheeks flushed red as she screamed.

"Be gentle... Why don't you say let go?" I laughed again.

"You... let go!" Lu Manman finally couldn't hold back and cried out.

"I think you should be the one letting go..." I thought about trampling this woman under my feet, and I was annoyed at myself for being blind to have such a woman as my girlfriend. To be blunt, even Zhang Ting was a hundred times better than her.

"I..." Lu Manman finally came to her senses, realized that her hand was grabbing something, and quickly jumped off my leg.

"Haha..." I found her appearance amusing, but a pang of pain shot through my heart.

"You...get out! I don't want to talk anymore, get out!" Lu Manman's face turned ashen with anger as she gritted her teeth.

I didn't look at her again, straightened my clothes, and walked towards the door. A woman like that didn't deserve my presence any longer.

"Stop!" Just as I was about to step out the door, Lu Manman screamed from behind.

I paused, but continued walking forward.

"Don't go, Wang Hao!" A hot body pounced on me from behind, hugging my waist. "Stay with me, please, just for a little while, talk to me!" Her voice held a hint of pleading, but I knew this was her true feeling. The Lu Manman from before was too hypocritical.

"Why did you come to provoke me, and then leave? Wang Hao, do you know, I hate you, I'll never forgive you. You're a bastard!!"

"Really?" I withdrew my right foot, and the two of us stood there in the doorway. I should be the one hating.

"Hold me, okay?" A few tears clung to her face, and I preferred to believe it was real.

I sighed, finally unable to resist, and embraced her curvaceous body.

In her panic, she hadn't even straightened her clothes properly; her top was half-undone, and her skirt was lifted, revealing her long, alluring, snow-white legs. Her mature and beautiful body, full of a young woman's charm, aroused my desire.

I wasn't deliberately suppressing my lust, or rather, I just wanted to take what I deserved from Lu Manman. I gently lifted her pretty face, and Lu Manman quickly closed her eyes to hide her impending panic.

In terms of appearance alone, she was a beautiful woman, but being with her in this room… Thinking of last night, I felt a surge of excited anticipation, lowering my head to suckle Lu Manman's soft lips, gently plucking this fresh strawberry.

Lu Manman's breathing quickened, her small hands sliding incessantly across my back, emitting intermittent moans: "Wang Hao, carry me to the bedroom?" Her voice was soft, her jade-like hands gently caressing my body.

"Right here..." I suddenly picked her up, threw her onto the sofa, and pressed my body against hers. I

quickly disarmed her, "Mmm..." Lu Manman was caught off guard, letting out an uncontrollable low moan. I grabbed her legs and placed them on my shoulders, releasing my pent-up desires.

Lu Manman's body swayed back and forth beneath me like a willow branch in a gentle breeze.

Perhaps the most exciting thing about Lu Manman wasn't physical, but psychological. At this moment, I just wanted to shout: "Wei Jun, look, I am the master of your wife."

I firmly grasped her jade-like legs, bending them into an arc.

...

"Slap..." I slapped her and put her down. Lu Manman lay panting in my arms, indescribably languid, her soft arms wrapped around my neck, leaning against my lap. Her shoulder-length black hair was loose, damp with sweat.

I suddenly remembered what my sister-in-law had done for me, grabbed her hair, and twirled it.

"Ugh!" Lu Manman looked at me in disbelief, trying to break free but I held her firmly. Seeing she couldn't escape, she had no choice but to submit.

As Lu Manman's head movements intensified, the energy in my lower abdomen grew stronger.

Suddenly, I had a premonition, as if someone was watching us through the crack in the door.

"Am I seeing things?!" Lu Manman's actions didn't allow me to think too much, especially since she had just said that no one usually came here.

Indeed, someone was watching: outside the door, Teacher Zhao clutched her skirt tightly, ashamed of the perverse pleasure she was experiencing, as if the woman beside Wang Hao was herself. The urge deep within her was like a demon, rapidly devouring her soul. I never imagined that she would feel no shame in such a situation.

With a low growl from inside the house, she stopped, her body limp, but filled with panic. Wang Hao had already stood up. Dragging her weak body, she hurriedly ran downstairs, afraid of being discovered.

"Who?" I quickly walked to the door, only to see the last glimpse of her disappear at the top of the stairs. It was Teacher Zhao. I hadn't expected it to be her. Although I hadn't seen her face, I was certain I recognized her hairstyle.

"Someone?!" Lu Manman followed, naked, looking towards the door.

"What are you doing?" I was startled and quickly pulled her back inside, closing the door behind us.

"Did someone see you?!" She noticed my expression and immediately became uneasy.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Who?!"

"Me!"

"You...you deserve a beating!" Lu Manman reacted, playfully punching my chest.

"Let me punish you," I immediately grabbed her hand.

"No, I don't have any strength left..." she hurriedly begged for mercy, then cautiously asked, "Was there really no one there just now?"

"No, it was the wind!" I pressed my lips to hers again. I believed Teacher Zhao wouldn't say it aloud; at most, she would only warn Lu Manman privately.

*** Zhao Lan ran downstairs in a panic, still reeling from the passionate scene. She had originally planned to come back to make lunch after class, but as soon as she reached the door, she saw two figures panting inside. She immediately recognized one of them as Lu Manman's voice. She initially thought it was Wei Jun and Lu Manman seeking excitement while no one was home, so she prepared to leave quietly. However, she heard another man's voice, which infuriated her. She was about to rush in and catch them in the act, but unexpectedly, she saw Wang Hao through the crack in the door.

She was stunned. She never expected Wang Hao to be here, and with Lu Manman...

Her brain went blank. The scene of Wang Hao embracing her last night was still vivid in her mind. In fact, she felt a pang of disappointment after Wang Hao let go of her after she reprimanded him. Now, seeing him in her room with another woman, she instinctively felt resentful. But what followed made her watch with a strange feeling. My God, Wang Hao was torturing her like this, using his mouth… Seeing the pained expression on Lu Manman's face, she instinctively felt pleasure. This was a typical example of building one's own happiness on the suffering of others, and eventually, her body became aroused as well.

When Wang Hao discovered her, she fled hastily like a thief, afraid of being caught.

Walking on the sidewalk, many people stared at Teacher Zhao. Her slightly disheveled hair made people think something unpleasant had happened.

“Girl, are you sick?” Suddenly, a voice rang in her ear.

“Ah…” Teacher Zhao suddenly woke up, realizing that many people were pointing and whispering about her. She quickly tidied her hair and said, “I’m fine,” before running away.

What’s wrong with me? I was just catching someone cheating, so why am I panicking? She looked utterly incredulous, her heart pounding. She knew tonight would be another sleepless night.

The entire afternoon had been spent in self-reproach and shame. She regretted not using the school's teachers' housing; why had she chosen to eat there? Couldn't she have eaten in the cafeteria?

"Teacher Zhao, are you alright?" a female teacher asked with concern.

"Oh, I'm fine, just a little dizzy," she replied, startled back to reality. She remembered she was currently in the office grading students' essays.

Seeing the several thick red lines she had drawn on the essays, she was at a loss for what to do. Damn it, it was all because of that embarrassing thought she had—she had ruined a perfectly good essay!

Suddenly, an idea struck her. She wrote on the lines she had drawn: "This part is quite vivid, the description is lifelike, making the reader feel as if they are there. Very good!"

Lifelike, very good?! Why did I think of that again?

"Ms. Zhao, I have class next period, so I'll have to go now. If you feel dizzy, don't hold it in, go home early," the female teacher carefully reminded her as she left.

"Oh, okay!" Ms. Zhao nodded and closed her composition book.

They should be gone by now, right? This was the first time she'd gone home at this hour. She both hoped they'd left quickly so they wouldn't feel awkward, but she also felt a sliver of anticipation, hoping to see them again.

Reaching her doorstep, she was still conflicted. Opening the door, she found the house spotless, with no trace of their presence.

A wave of disappointment washed over her. Sitting on the sofa, she touched the soft fur, unable to stop thinking that the two of them had made love right here that morning; Wang Hao's body heat should still be there.

That girl Lu Manman, how could she do this, bringing a man to her place? What does she think this place is? I'll never give her a key again.

But how could she know Wang Hao? Last night, Wang Hao clearly said he liked me. Could it be that he came to see me, and Lu Manman happened to be in my house, and then the two of them… That's too fast! Manman isn't that kind of girl. Did Wang Hao force himself on her… Yes, it must be that bastard. If I hadn't insisted last night, I probably would have lost my virginity.

She's such a bastard! But Manman, why didn't you resist?

As expected of a Chinese teacher, she had already pieced together a very strange scenario in an instant.

Of course, I didn't know that I had become a demon in Teacher Zhao's eyes. I was happily walking home when I saw a food shop on the roadside and went inside.

I bought a few bottles of chrysanthemum essence and two packets of white sugar to take home for my parents. I'm leaving soon, and compared to my parents, there's so little I can do. Buying these things is a way of showing my filial piety; otherwise, my mom would be stingy and definitely wouldn't buy them. Finally, when I passed a street stall, I bought Shao Han a green crystal bracelet. I figured it would look great on her.

Sure enough, after bringing it home, my mom grumbled for a long time about wasting money; we already have enough nutritional supplements at home. But since I'd already bought them, she could only complain; I couldn't return them now. Shao Han, on the other hand, was very happy to receive my gift and kissed me on the cheek when no one was looking.

Chapter 89: Night of Passion
"Are you cold?" I asked softly, holding Shao Han close.

"No, I'm happy."

I'm leaving tomorrow, so I wanted to fulfill her last wish, but Shao Han suggested going to the rooftop of her old elementary school to see the stars that night.

So after dinner, we sneaked out. The elementary school under the night sky was still the same as I remembered: a slightly dilapidated wall and a single electric light emitting a dim glow at the gate.

Of course, the old man at the gatehouse wouldn't let us into the school at this time, since there was no one inside at night. We had no choice but to climb over the wall, luckily it wasn't very high.

The main teaching building was a three-story building, built when I was in third grade. It was very beautiful then, but seven or eight years later, it had lost its novelty.

The staircase didn't even have a door, so we easily reached the roof. It was very quiet up there, with only the distant lights from the front providing a little illumination.

I touched the rooftop; it was very clean, indicating that teachers usually didn't allow people to come up.

"Let's sit down and play for a while." The empty schoolyard was deserted except for the two of us, and it felt a little lonely.

I plopped down on the ground, feeling a slight chill.

"What if I get my white dress dirty?" She hesitated for a moment, but I pulled her up and she sat in my lap. Shao Han's still-developing little bottom bumped against my body, and I could clearly feel its elasticity through her thin skirt.

She wore a slightly tight-fitting shirt, her shapely figure slender yet voluptuous, and a knee-length skirt. She exuded an aura of purity, gentleness, and playfulness, appearing in my mind as pure and untainted as a lovely angel.

Shao Han clearly sensed my change, but she didn't say anything. She simply blushed slightly, gazed at the horizon, and said softly, "You know, brother, I've always wanted you to come with me to watch the stars at school."

"Why at school?" I asked curiously, stroking her smooth calves. I then noticed she was wearing blue sneakers, and clean white socks clung to her calves, further emphasizing her petite figure, giving her a unique charm.

"I remember in fourth grade I didn't finish my homework twice, which made my homeroom teacher furious. She punished me by not letting me go home after school and making me clean the classroom and the hallway by myself... Watching all my classmates leave, I was so scared I cried. But I didn't dare sneak home, afraid the teacher would tell my mom about my unfinished homework, so I secretly ran to the rooftop. I saw a sky full of stars, and I was so happy! I secretly vowed that I would come here with my brother to see the stars someday." She nestled her head in my arms, shyly recounting her past clingy antics.

I vaguely remembered all of this. Shao Han especially disliked math when she was little, especially the homework the teacher assigned, which she would make me do for her. But she changed a lot later; perhaps leaving me made her more independent.

"So you had a crush on me back then? How old were you then, eleven or nine?" I stared intently at her little face. A glimpse of soft, white skin peeked out from the low-cut V-neck of her t-shirt. This little girl has grown up! I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"No," Shao Han said shyly, covering my mouth to stop me from continuing.

"Then what is it?" I continued to stroke her calf, feeling the warmth of her skin.

"No, I don't know either. I just wanted my brother to be with me. It's strange, but the first thought that came to my mind back then was to be with my brother. But my brother was already in middle school. When I was in middle school, my brother was a high school student, and then..." She started talking about what she had said before, her little hands carefully kneading my collar.

"Silly girl," I rubbed my forehead against her cheek, took her little hands and played with them gently, saying, "Why didn't you tell me back then?"

"I was afraid my brother would laugh at me..." She shyly hid her cute little head against my chest. Actually, she had long since become a sexy and playful little woman, but she was still shy when talking about these past events.

"So when did you start liking me? Tell me!" I lifted her chin.

"Don't say it, it's all in the past..." A slight blush rose on her fair neck.

"I want to hear it. I never imagined anyone would have a crush on me. I'm so flattered!"

"Of course!" She suddenly looked up, only realizing I was joking when she saw my teasing gaze. She immediately became embarrassed and muttered softly, "...Brother is so handsome and so strong... When I was in my second year of high school, my female classmates were discussing whose boyfriend was the most handsome. I was afraid they would laugh at me for not having a boyfriend, so I secretly showed them pictures of brother. They were all so envious, and they even asked me to bring you to school!"

"I knew it! You little rascal, you were playing tricks on me. You insisted I pick you up from school to take you home for dinner. I rushed over from university, skipping several classes just to pick you up." Now I understood why Shao Han asked me to pick her up. No wonder I saw a group of girls from her class pointing and whispering in the distance.

"Of course, I even deliberately held brother's hand. They were so envious."

"Little girl, aren't you even happier sitting in my lap now?" I joked.

"Mmm," she nodded seriously, "I like it when my brother holds me like this!"

"Shooting star!" A bright light flashed across the sky, leaving a perfect arc, and I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Where?" She looked up too.

Just then, another streak of light streaked across the sky. Shao Han quickly closed her eyes, clasped her hands, and made a sincere wish. More than a minute later, she opened her eyes.

"What did you wish for, little girl?!" I asked curiously.

"I want to be with my brother forever," she said, looking at me.

"Silly girl, it won't come true if you say it out loud," I quickly stopped her.

"I just want my brother to know that he can never leave me."

"What will I do when I get married?" I said sadly.

"I've thought it through. No matter what, I'll stay with my brother. If my sister-in-law agrees, I'll be his concubine; if not, I'll be his secret lover!" Being a young girl, her face flushed completely after she finished speaking.

The Qin Dynasty didn't have strict regulations regarding marriage, but feminism was prevalent, and many had proposed declarations to improve women's status and combat domestic violence, but these hadn't been implemented. Therefore, Shao Han's statement wasn't really significant.

The moment she lowered her head, I could clearly feel her soft, slightly undulating body. We leaned against each other, and the sweet fragrance emanating from her body wafted towards me.

In the quiet, deserted campus, I once again felt that alluring desire.

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything..." Shao Han looked up and saw me staring blankly at her trembling chest. "Ah!" she exclaimed softly, quickly covering her exposed breasts with her small hands, her face flushed with embarrassment as she playfully punched me.

Although we'd already done it once, that was at home; this was the first time I'd seen her like this in public.

I grabbed her small hand and pulled her completely into my arms. Shao Han lay quietly against my chest, like a docile kitten.

My hand rested on the slightly rounded curves of her breasts, feeling the soft, elastic stimulation.

"Brother's so naughty," she whimpered, her body wriggling in my arms, her small hands shyly exploring my body.

I've always thought girls in white skirts are the most beautiful, because white is a symbol of cuteness and purity. My hand slipped under her blouse, gently touching that soft mound, clearly feeling the delicate cuteness encased in the pure white bra, and the warmth within.

Shao Han nestled shyly in my soft embrace, her rosy lips slightly parted, exhaling soft, hot breath, her eyes completely closed, savoring the intoxicating sensation in my hands.

Unable to suppress my impulse, I lifted her clothes and inhaled deeply, the faint scent unique to a young girl wafting into my nostrils.

The skin of her lower abdomen, exposed to the air, felt slightly cool, like touching jade.

"Cold!" Shao Han uttered a muffled syllable.

I quickly stopped, covering her again with her clothes, but my other hand remained inside. She looked at me with wide, alluring eyes, puzzled.

My hand encircled Shao Han's waist, and with a gentle turn, she nestled completely into my arms, her soft face resting against my shoulder.

My hand traced the smooth, delicate skin of her slender legs. "No… Brother, we can't do this here…" Shao Han said shyly, grabbing my arm and pulling me down.

"It's okay, there's no one here…" I covered her again.

Gradually, Shao Han's soft, delicate body began to heat up. I held her waist, and she gently bit her lip, closed her eyes, her slender fingers gripping my neck tightly. Her round, delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and the expression on her small face under the lamplight was both painful and sweet.

When it was all over, she lingered in my arms for a long time, unwilling to get up, still feeling the warmth of her skin in my hands.

"How are you?" I asked gently.

"Mmm..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and then she hugged me tightly.

I hugged Shao Han back, gazing at the starry sky, brilliant and dazzling. It seemed as if a pair of eyes in the vast universe were watching over us, blessing us.

What are we... lovers? Or something beyond lovers? I couldn't say, I only knew that Shao Han was an irreplaceable and unique presence in my heart. I couldn't lose her, and she wouldn't leave me either.

"You're crying!" I felt something wet on my shoulder and quickly helped her lift her head.

"Brother..." Shao Han buried her face in my arms again and cried loudly.

"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

"I don't want you to leave, brother. You've only been with me for such a short time." Shao Han hugged my neck tightly and pressed her lips to mine.

"Mmm," we kissed again, and it took a long time before we separated.

"Silly girl, I'll definitely come back for the New Year," I said, stroking her little face.

"Brother, you're not lying to me, are you? I'm afraid you won't come back again..."

"Don't worry, I promise you, I'll definitely come for the New Year." She was still a child when it came to relying on me.

"But it's been so long," she suddenly looked up, "Brother, I want more..."

"What?!" I didn't understand at first, but then I realized that this might be the best gift I could give Shao Han before I left.

On the rooftop, we made love again, then quickly cleaned up with toilet paper and went downstairs. Shao Han carefully collected the remnants and threw them in the trash can below.

The two of us secretly climbed over the wall again. "Ouch!" As she jumped down, her legs gave way, and she squatted down on the ground.

"What's wrong?" I quickly helped her up.

"I'm out of strength!" she said shyly.

"Let me carry you," I said, squatting down. It was only her second time carrying me, and she was already feeling the strain.

We walked slowly in the starlight, reminiscing about old times, our shadows stretching long in the dim light.

"Brother, do you remember that game we played when we were little? You carried me on your back then too..."

"Hmm, let me think... it was Pigsy carrying his wife..." I said deliberately.

"No!" she pouted.

"Sun Wukong stealing the bride?"

"You're talking nonsense! If you can't guess, I'm ignoring you."

"An old man carrying a manure basket...?"

"Brother's so mean

... "

Finally, it was time to leave. I didn't let Shao Han see me off. Sitting in the car, watching Ruzhou City recede into the distance, I suddenly felt a pang of sadness, missing the moments of the past few days.

The car continued speeding, passing village after village. Looking at the farmers busy in the fields outside the window, I felt a mix of emotions. It had a unique charm from this angle. Perhaps Luzhen was like this now.

Thinking of Luzhen, my heart began to heat up. How were my sister-in-law and the others doing? Were they having any trouble at work? And what about Li Jing, Liu Qingqing, Aunt Meiqin, Sister-in-law Juxiang, Jiang Ailian… all these women, those I knew and those I didn't, floated before my eyes.

The bus stopped for lunch and then continued on its way. By the time we reached the county town, it was already past six o'clock, and it was almost dark. There were no buses to the town, so I found a motorbike to take me back. At first, the man was reluctant because Luzhen was too far and traveling at night wasn't safe. I finally persuaded him by adding five yuan.

Traveling at night was indeed difficult. The road to Luzhen was already bad, full of potholes, and with the night, the driver drove like a snail. We didn't arrive in Luzhen until after midnight. After settling the bill, I got off the bus with my luggage and found it very heavy; it contained things for my sister-in-law and the others.

"Bang…bang," I knocked hard twice on the door of my sister-in-law's house. I hadn't told my sister-in-law when I'd be back; I figured she'd be asleep by now if I didn't come.

Seeing no response, I knocked a few more times, and finally saw the light come on through the crack in the door.

"Who is it?" A figure wearing a coat walked towards the door.

"Sister-in-law, it's me!" I recognized Li Mei's voice.

"Ah Hao?!" My sister-in-law's voice was clearly filled with surprise.

Chapter Ninety Night Desire
We looked at each other for a moment, a thousand words unspoken, yet we both felt the joy in each other's hearts.

My sister-in-law was wearing loose, light pajamas, her hair hastily tied back with a hair tie, just like before. In the dim light of the night, her soft skin was as smooth and white as milk, and her clear eyes were as bright as autumn water.

"Sister-in-law, I missed you!" A thousand words were condensed into one sentence. I dropped my luggage and hugged her soft body.

"Ah Hao!" she called softly, melting into my arms.

Feeling her soft, warm body temperature, hearing her warm heartbeat, the flame in my eyes grew higher and higher, instantly igniting my sister-in-law's body. I held my sister-in-law's full, voluptuous body tightly, leaned down, and pressed my lips to her soft, cherry-like mouth.

She responded passionately, even offering her tongue to mine, sucking it eagerly and greedily, as if trying to release all the longing I'd felt these past few days.

Smelling the fragrance of her body, I couldn't resist slipping my hand under her nightgown. Only then did my sister-in-law realize what was happening, quickly stopping and pinching me hard, both embarrassed and annoyed. "You're already being naughty as soon as you get back! Go back to your room, let's talk properly."

I nodded sheepishly. Actually, her pinch didn't hurt at all, but my behavior just now was undeniably lustful. I don't know why, but I can't seem to maintain a proper facade in front of her.

"Xiaomei is sleeping in the bedroom, let's talk in the main room." She carefully wiped the chair for me and then sat down beside me.

"Come here," I beckoned.

"What?" My sister-in-law glared at me angrily, but still obediently got up from her chair and stood in front of me.

“Sit in my lap, it’s so nice to talk like this.” I reached out and pulled her into my arms, her soft body embracing me. She obediently wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Sister-in-law, did you miss me?” I licked her silky skin, as if afraid of breaking a precious porcelain, then gazed intently at her face.

“Of course I missed you! I’m so relieved now that you’re gone, no one’s bothering me all the time, no one’s keeping me on edge! I wish you could never come back.” She said she didn’t miss me, but her arms were tightly wrapped around my neck, her burning cheeks pressed against my chest.

“Alas, I have such a heart, yet it shines on a ditch! I’ve been longing for you day and night these past few days, but I never imagined you wouldn’t miss me. I’m heartbroken!” I looked at her, feigning hurt.

"Alright, you're all grown up now, still so cheeky. Why are you throwing around such bookish nonsense? You think you miss me? If I hadn't called to urge you, you'd probably be lingering in the city's dazzling world and wouldn't be coming back. Besides, you're not coming back because you miss me, you're always thinking about Xiaojing, don't think I don't know!" My sister-in-law's big eyes curved into alluring slits as she glanced at me, completely unmoved by my words.

"Are you jealous, sister-in-law?" I looked at her amusedly.

"Who's jealous? You think you're so great?" She was only halfway through her sentence when her face suddenly turned red, her ears burning. "What are you going to do now... take your stinky hands out..." "

Hehe... I'm just checking if sister-in-law is telling the truth, aren't I?" I said, continuing my probing.

"I'm telling the truth... I just don't miss you, I don't miss you, you big jerk..." She breathed heavily as she offered her lips, her voluptuous body writhing against my chest.

"Then what's this?" I smiled, taking out my hand, my fingers gleaming in the light.

"You bastard...you deserve a beating..." She silenced me with her tongue, preventing me from continuing.

...

"Mmm..." Suddenly, Li Mei stopped, stiffening in my arms, then weakly resting her head on my chest, panting heavily.

"No way?" I was somewhat surprised, not expecting her to...

"What do you mean no way...?!" My sister-in-law pinched me hard, then said through teary eyes, "Ah Hao, I miss you, I really miss you. These past few days without you, I've felt like my heart is adrift, especially at work when I'm with Qingqing and don't know what to say. I've never felt like this before, and I feel so pathetic, only a few days...I can't wait any longer. I'm thinking about what I'll do if you really come back..."

She stammered, and I knew what Li Mei was saying. I knew it was my sister-in-law's heartfelt confession. In fact, she had sacrificed a lot for me. She was a very traditional woman, but for me, she deliberately forgot everything, not only finding me a wife but also willingly giving up her own.

From her reaction just now, I could tell how much she had missed me these past few days. She was the kind of woman who silently supported her man from behind.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will never leave you again, never..." I said, kissing her delicate skin, which had turned a light pink from the heat, and lifted her up, placing her on the octagonal table.

"Ah Hao, no..." Knowing what was about to happen, my sister-in-law hurriedly cried out incoherently, "No... Xiao Mei is in the inner room."

"Let's keep it down, she must be asleep." I only explained half a sentence before she stopped. The two of us kissed each other and undressed. "Tsk!" I snapped the hair tie in Li Mei's hair, and her hair spread loosely on the table like brocade. The loose neckline opened wide, revealing glimpses of her snow-white, full breasts.

The two of us silently entwined in the room, kissing each other, and I could clearly smell the fragrance emanating from her body.

I kept lifting her nightgown, and Li Mei obediently stretched out her arms, cooperating with my movements. But when I covered her head, I suddenly had a thought and stopped, completely blocking my sister-in-law's view.

"What are you doing? Hurry up!" Li Mei struggled to take off all her pajamas.

"No, just like that..." I stopped her hands.

"No... Ah Hao, you... you're going too far!" This was the first time her eyes had been covered. Her delicate body suddenly trembled violently, twisting and turning, trying to let her eyes peek out, but I didn't give her the chance, I had already pressed my body against hers.

Her smooth, black hair cascaded down from her pajamas, falling across her chest, and I pressed my face against hers, feeling the warmth of her breath from inside the pajamas, parting her soft, boneless thighs, inhaling her sweet scent...

After a long while, I finally removed her pajamas, fully revealing her head. My sister-in-law's face was glistening with sweat, quite pleasing to the eye.

"How is it?" I asked softly, looking at her slightly closed almond-shaped eyes, panting rapidly in ecstasy.

"Hmph, deliberately making things difficult for my sister-in-law... Hurry up and take me down..." Li Mei's pretty face was tinged with shyness, her full breasts still standing tall even when she lay flat, her long legs loosening from their entanglement around my waist.

We sat back down on the chair, like conjoined twins, not wanting to separate for a moment.

Because we weren't separated, sensing my restless desire, my sister-in-law playfully slapped me again, saying, "Why are you still acting so silly..."

"I just miss my sister-in-law, aren't I?" With my movements, a dreamy, mixed expression of pain and satisfaction appeared on her face.

"You call that missing her? You're just being silly. Only Xiao Jing can keep you in check. Let's see if you dare to act silly again when Xiao Jing comes tomorrow."

"So what? Xiao Jing is definitely my wife. Besides, didn't she agree to my relationship with my sister-in-law? Maybe the three of us can be together in the future." I said with a smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Mei's face flushed red, her red lips slightly parted, her nostrils flaring as she breathed softly, startled by my bold and reckless idea.

"What's wrong with that? Besides, we're family."

"No way!" My sister-in-law immediately refused.

I was just saying it casually; everything should be done step by step. Anyway, my sister-in-law had already agreed to live with us from now on, and what's meant to happen will happen eventually. You can't rush things. I immediately withdrew my thoughts and my hand slid down to her breasts.

Li Mei's breathing quickened, her eyes closed, her head swaying from side to side. I knew she liked this feeling of being gently caressed; it was the soothing rhythm after vigorous exercise, able to relax and excite her.

"Ah Hao..." she whispered, bringing her head close to my chest.

"Mom...where are you!" Suddenly, a cry came from the nearby bedroom, especially loud in the darkness, followed by the sound of someone getting out of bed.

We were both startled; it was Xiao Mei's voice. Li Mei quickly jumped off me, her bare feet touching the ground, and swiftly pulled down her pajamas.

Before I could even prepare myself, Xiao Mei ran out of the bedroom, shouting loudly, "Mommy, where are you... Uncle Ahao...?" She looked at me in disbelief, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

This little girl must be a restless sleeper; I could see drool at the corner of her mouth. What a troublesome little beauty!

"Don't you recognize me?" I shifted slightly, smiling at her.

"It really is Uncle Hao!" She rushed into my arms, hugging my neck and saying, "Why did it take you so long to come back? It's been a whole week! Mom, really, you didn't wake me up when Uncle Hao came back. I got up to pee and you weren't in the room, and the blankets were cold. I was so scared, I thought you were gone."

"Who told you to sleep so soundly? Uncle Hao knocks really loudly."

"I missed Xiaomei, so I rushed back overnight." Touching her delicate shoulders, I felt they were a little cold and quickly said, "Go back and put on a coat, don't get cold. The little girl has school tomorrow."

"I'm not cold. By the way, Uncle Hao, when did you get back? Why didn't you call us beforehand?" Xiaomei asked a whole bunch of questions.

I quickly explained to this little adult, and then said, "Xiaomei, look at the gift I bought for you, I'm sure you'll love it." As I spoke, I stood up and opened my luggage bag.

"What good stuff? Let me see, let me see..." Xiaomei was even more eager than me. As soon as she heard there was a gift, she immediately leaned in and rummaged through my pockets.

"What's this... stockings!" I didn't expect that the first thing she pulled out was a pair of stockings.

"Xiaomei..." Li Mei blushed immediately. Seeing these things, she knew there must be something for her.

"I know, it must be for Auntie. What about mine?..." Before I could explain, Xiaomei had already thought of an excuse and asked eagerly.

"Here..." I said, taking out a rectangular box wrapped in paper.

"What is this?" She couldn't wait to snatch it, opened it, and her face was full of surprise: "Wow, 'The Complete Collection of Snow White Beautiful Girl Pictures,' thank you Uncle Ahao!" She said, kissing me on the cheek, and before I could react, she had already run into the bedroom: "I'll take a look first, you chat with Mom, I won't disturb you."

Li Mei and I looked at each other again, smiled wryly, and sat down.

"This is for you," I said, taking out two pieces of underwear and looking at Li Mei.

"I don't want it. What are these things? Give them to Xiaojing." She looked at the thin fabric, her breasts heaving, and lowered her head in embarrassment. This kind of thing had just become popular in Ruzhou. Even in big cities, only fashionable girls dared to wear it; most people didn't dare to buy it. It was incredibly awkward for a grown man like me to enter a lingerie store. I shamelessly bought two sets, and the saleswoman thought there was something wrong with me, staring at me intently while I was paying. Of course, I bought them hastily before boarding the train, which is why I didn't let my parents take me to the station.

Although my sister-in-law said this, she was clearly reluctant, secretly glancing at the things in my hands. What woman doesn't love to look beautiful, especially in front of the man she loves?

"These are all made to your size. Others can't wear them even if they wanted to. Besides, I bought some for Li Jing too." I pulled her into my arms again and whispered, "Wear them now and let me see?" An image flashed in my mind: the two sisters wearing these lingerie together in front of me, and a surge of heat rose in my heart.

"No, Xiaomei isn't asleep yet," she said, struggling slightly.

"Then wear it for me tomorrow?" I also felt that now wasn't a good opportunity.

"Mmm," Li Mei's eyes shone with a strong allure.

Considering that Xiaomei could hear us, we didn't do anything out of line. I just let her sit in my lap, and I lifted her loose, light green short-sleeved silk nightgown. We whispered something to each other. Anyway, we were both too excited to sleep.

"How's things at home?" I asked casually. This trip back to Ruzhou wasn't in vain. Besides gifts for my sister-in-law and the others, my luggage contained books on agriculture. I was ready to make a big splash this time.

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