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Thirty years of 　　twists of 　　fate.
It's been almost a month since 　　I last logged on . I made a 　　blunder , 　　which 　　I've fixed.
=== ... 　　Yang Shuxiang couldn't guarantee he could protect Qinniang, so he felt that since Qinniang was good to him, 　　he had to protect her in return, even if it was out of brotherly affection. 　　He had to stand up for Huanzhang, if not for Zhao Da. Yang Shuxiang had to stand up no matter what, he had to take the lead. He couldn't worry about everything forever, he could only do what he could 　　. A series of 　　clanging 　　noises rang out. Besides Ma Xiuqin chopping firewood in the yard, 　　the sound of Zhao Yong'an smashing coal in the corner of the south wall also reached the house. Then the stove in the main room made a noise again, the grates colliding and the flames 　　leaping and roaring. White smoke billowed from under the eaves, swirling around. 　　Yang Shuxiang got up. He didn't leave the room, but went to the cabinet, lit a cigarette, and 　　began to examine the photo frame standing on the cabinet. 　　In the wooden photo frame with fish-scale patterned corners, there was a family photo of Zhao Da's family, 　　a black-and-white photo of Ma Xiuqin embracing Zhao Huanzhang, and a color photo of Yang Shuxiang and Zhao Huanzhang embracing each other. 　　Yang Shuxiang knew very well that the color photo was taken in 1988 at his fourth uncle's place in Lujia Camp, 　　and four copies were printed in total; this was one of them. 　　Next to it was another photo of him and Ma Xiuqin, taken this summer while picking cucumbers in Xichang. 　　Touching the photos through the cold glass, Yang Shuxiang silently murmured in his heart, "Qinniang, I finally 　　got revenge for you!" 　　As soon as this thought arose, a surge of pride rose in his cold heart. No matter what, Yang Shuxiang felt that he 　　had truly grown up now, and a faint, indescribable feeling rippled in his heart. This vague 　　feeling was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember when it had first arisen in his heart. 　　The midday sun was still quite nice, and the heat from above was ample, making the kang ( 　　heated brick bed) warm. The three of them no longer needed the round table for dinner; they moved the low octagonal table onto the kang. Then, Ma 　　Xiuqin brought out the dishes, and the three of them sat down in their respective corners by the kang where the stew was being cooked. 　　"Xiuqin, quick, prepare a wine cup for Xiang'er, and you bring one too 　　. It's warm enough for us to have a little something to drink," 　　Zhao Yong'an ordered, then, feeling it inappropriate to do so in front of Yang Shuxiang, he went to the outer room 　　and fetched two wine cups. 　　Seeing the somewhat awkward atmosphere, Zhao Yong'an said to Yang Shuxiang, "Listen to your master, a little wine helps with 　　circulation, keeps you warm, and is good for your health. Practice makes perfect; you'll get used to it eventually." 　　He personally poured Yang Shuxiang a cup of wine, and while being polite, he hurriedly 　　said to Ma Xiuqin beside him, "You should have a drink today too, to warm yourself up. It'll be good for a good night's sleep afterward." He also poured 　　a cup for Ma Xiuqin. 　　The stuffy heat in the air wasn't as direct as the old man's sunlight; it 　　swept in with a muffled sound, raising the temperature in the room and quietly breeding a sense of irritability. 　　Yang Shuxiang was only wearing an undershirt, yet she still felt hot. 　　Wiping the sweat from her forehead, seeing that Yang Shuxiang's face was also flushed from the heat, Zhao Yong'an smiled and pointed to 　　the wine cup, saying to Yang Shuxiang, "You'll be seventeen by the end of the year, and you'll be getting your ID card soon. It's time to have a drink and 　　try it!" 　　Giving Zhao Yong'an a disdainful look, Yang Shuxiang picked up the wine cup with a victorious air. 　　Anyway, Mom isn't coming back for a while, so I might as well have a drink and taste it! With a wave of her hand, Yang Shuxiang, mimicking an adult, 　　said to Ma Xiuqin, "Come on, Qinniang, let me toast you first!" 　　Ma Xiuqin had run into an acquaintance while buying meat at the small shop. Upon returning, she only saw her father-in-law 　　squatting on the ground facing Yang Shuxiang through the window. She didn't know exactly what had happened. Shortly after entering the house, her father-in-law came out to help with chores, 　　which surprised Ma Xiuqin. 　　Ma Xiuqin felt that something must have happened during her absence, but she couldn't discern any clues and didn't want 　　to speculate. 　　Knowing this was Yang Shuxiang's first time drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor), she initially didn't want the child to drink, but her father-in-law had already poured it for her, 　　and even filled her own cup. 　　"Xiang'er, you don't drink..." 　　Ma Xiuqin only managed to say this much before seeing the look Zhao Yong'an gave her. 　　Ma Xiuqin recognized that look very well. She was a little nervous. Just then, she heard her father-in-law say, " 　　You can get drunk from a small wine cup? It's nothing!" 　　Zhao Yong'an said this while Yang Shuxiang was doing something. He didn't care whether Yang Shuxiang treated him like a 　　human being or not. He tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp. He smacked his lips and muttered, "What do you mean I can't do it? Everyone has to practice the first time 　　! Xiang'er has already toasted me. Come on, have a sip!" 　　After urging him, Zhao Yong'an smiled and looked Yang Shuxiang up and down. Seeing that he had drunk it in one gulp, he quickly used chopsticks to serve him food. 　　When he got up to pour wine, he praised him, "Man, have some food to calm down." 　　Yang Shuxiang had already gone all out. He had been cooped up in Zhao Yong'an's house all morning. He was still angry after fighting with Xu Jiagang last time 　　. After teaching Zhao Yong'an a lesson this time, he needed to express this emotion to Qinniang. So he 　　opened his mouth and poured that Erguotou or Shaodaozi wine into his mouth again. 　　"Ugh~ cough cough~" 　　Yang Shuxiang downed two cups of baijiu in one go. She drank too fast and felt a 　　burning sensation from her throat to her stomach. She coughed violently and choked until tears streamed down her face. It was her first time drinking baijiu, so she didn't know any rules or etiquette. 　　She just grabbed her chopsticks and hurriedly put food in her mouth.

Ma Xiuqin quickly moved closer to Yang Shuxiang, stroking him to help him catch his breath while saying with concern, "
Don't drink like that!"
Yang Shuxiang, feeling relieved and in high spirits, pulled Ma Xiuqin close, saying, "Qinniang
, I'm fine!"
"Xiuqin, don't just watch, take a sip too."
Zhao Yong'an's smile deepened; in the sunlight, his bald head gleamed,
even brighter than when he was kneeling on the ground with his fingers peeking out. His expression and demeanor were completely different from before.
"You drink your own wine! Who asked you to give it to me!"
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Yang Shuxiang glared at him.
Zhao Yong'an stroked his bald head, bowing and scraping.
Looking at his human-skinned appearance, Yang Shuxiang cursed Zhao Yong'an inwardly as a cheapskate, and naturally reached
for Ma Xiuqin's thigh, groping her without a second thought.
Intoxicated and emboldened, what did youth matter? Holding a wine cup, today I present it to Qinniang! A man's heart holds the world
, coldly observing, ready to slay the wolf.
The ancient poems hidden in the bookcase in the backyard were left by the old schoolteacher,
a place Yang Shuxiang frequented in his childhood. This poem by the old teacher flashed through Yang Shuxiang's mind and was reinterpreted
; perhaps this was the vigor of youth, the spirit of a young man.
After three cups of wine, sweat poured down his face. Yang Shuxiang's heart surged with emotion, a surge of heroic ambition rising within him
: Luckily, I didn't go to the county with them today. If I had missed this opportunity, where would I have found another chance to stand up for Qinniang
?! Straightening his back, Yang Shuxiang parted his fingers to smooth his hair. With no one to attend to him,
he poured himself a cup of white wine, a broad smile on his face, called out "Qinniang," and filled her cup as well.
"The colder it is, the more you pee; the more cowardly you are, the more you suffer," the proverb is absolutely true.
This thought crossed Yang Shuxiang's mind, and he suddenly realized that a person shouldn't live by constantly yielding and retreating to
the point of having no way out, nor should they let others ride roughshod over them. If that were the case, while they might be considered
alive, they would have lost the principles of being human and had no bottom line.
Therefore, when Yang Shuxiang picked up his wine cup again, he said something deeply moving to Ma Xiuqin: "Qinniang,
you're so kind!"
Suddenly, Yang Shuxiang felt like the head of the household. This blissful feeling made him feel completely comfortable
. In his excitement, he even took off his thermal underwear, leaving him only in a two-piece sports vest, his bald head hanging
shiny on his shoulders.
"Why are you taking off your clothes?"
Ma Xiuqin asked, touching Yang Shuxiang's shoulders as she noticed he was dressed lightly.
Yang Shuxiang smiled, patting his chest and saying, "I'm not afraid of anything now! We don't have to be afraid of anything anymore!
"
The past was left behind. From this day forward, Qinniang was freed from her constraints, no longer bound by Zhao Yong'an
. Yang Shuxiang released this feeling, passing it on to Ma Xiuqin, who sat beside him.
Alcohol is something you can drink without getting used to; you just keep drinking. However, it's easy to overlook one problem:
a small cup isn't as clear a measure as a regular cup. Without knowing how much you've drunk, who remembers how much they've actually consumed?
By the time the bottle of baijiu was empty, Yang Shuxiang had drunk countless cups and was slowly getting used to
its strength. When he looked up, his bloodshot eyes no longer held the respect
and politeness he had shown when he first met Zhao Yong'an: "You old hag, you dare to bully people like that? You're just a cheap piece of meat!" "Don't worry
, they ate out for lunch and won't be back until the afternoon. They drank too much today and are sleeping at the master's house,
so no outsiders are bothering them."
Hearing Zhao Yong'an's words and seeing his enthusiastic demeanor, Yang Shuxiang felt that
she shouldn't be soft on someone like Zhao Yong'an. If you're soft, he'll bully you. Only by fighting back can you suppress him, make him submit
, and completely prevent him from causing any trouble.
Anyway, she'd already hit him and scolded him; she figured Zhao Yong'an wouldn't cause any more trouble or dare to
misbehave and harm Qinniang.
Thinking of this, Yang Shuxiang raised his wine cup again and said to Ma Xiuqin, who was already somewhat drunk
, "Qinniang, come on, have another drink with me~"
Ma Xiuqin got up and grabbed Yang Shuxiang's arm. Seeing that he was drunk, she said considerately,
"Qinniang will get you some rice~ I won't drink anymore." With a push and a push, she stopped Yang Shuxiang's hand from
drinking any more. Just as she was about to get up, Yang Shuxiang grabbed her and pulled her back, ordering Zhao Yong'an, "
Go get the rice!"
In the past, Yang Shuxiang always saw Zhao Yong'an acting arrogantly and bossing people around. Today, Yang Shuxiang took advantage of the alcohol and started shouting
orders.
Ma Xiuqin glanced at Yang Shuxiang, guessing that he must have said something to her father-in-law, otherwise he would never have
spoken in such a tone. But how could she trouble her father-in-law to do such a servant's job? She moved slightly to break free from his embrace, letting Yang
Shuxiang lean against the quilt, and quickly got up again. At the end, she gently pinched Yang Shuxiang's arm and said, "
No, no, I'll go!"
Then she and Zhao Yong'an walked out of the inner room one after the other.
"Qinniang, don't listen to everything he says!"
Mom said, the wicked have to be dealt with by the wicked.
If you, Zhao Yong'an, dare to do the first day, I, Yang Shuxiang, dare to do the fifteenth. Let's see if you dare to act recklessly again.
The series of changes caused by the fight with Xu Jiagang made Yang Shuxiang realize this point.
If you can't reason with him, you have to fight back. Some people just need that, they deserve a beating! Then she lit a Victory cigarette, feeling more and more
pleased with herself. As he said, she had acted like a man for once.
The afternoon sun streamed through the window sills onto the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), casting a shimmering quilt.
Yang Shuxiang, leaning to one side, flicked his cigarette ash onto the windowsill. The sunlight, like a
cassock, bathed him, making his profile appear golden, his shoulders strong and translucent, his physique glistening with sweat.
Zhao Yong'an's voice reached his ears. Yang Shuxiang didn't open his eyes. He squinted for a moment, then
flicked more ash onto the windowsill, finished his cigarette, sat up, and began to eat with his rice.
And indeed, the pork stew with vermicelli was incredibly delicious with rice; he devoured the large bowlful in no time.
Yang Shuxiang, having finished his cigarette and feeling dizzy, leaned against the windowsill. Just as he was about to light a cigarette,
he noticed Ma Xiuqin and Zhao Yong'an hadn't appeared for a while, and a bad feeling crept into his heart. This instinctively reminded him of that midnight spying incident, and
a chill ran through him: "Damn it, you can't learn your lesson? Trying to play games with me?" He quietly got out of bed, lifted the curtain, and found the main
room empty, but he vaguely heard noises coming from the west room: "Give me... I want it..."
When that familiar voice entered Yang Shuxiang's ears, his head spun.
"It's me who wants it..."
The woman's seductive voice rang in Yang Shuxiang's ears again, but he didn't hear Zhao Yong'an's voice, making
him suspicious and hesitant: Zhao Yong'an said I don't understand women, but I don't believe Qinniang is that kind of person, eagerly
letting him take advantage of her? But the voice beside him clearly told him that it was the same voice he
had seen from Ma Xiuqin's other side during that spying session.
"Yes, it's me, I want it~"
The woman's voice was mournful and sorrowful, uttering intermittent sobs. Although she lowered her voice, it was still
sharp and piercing, like a draft through a crack, giving one an extremely uncomfortable feeling. With
heavy and slow steps, when Yang Shuxiang approached the door of the west room again, he was even more confused: I've already agreed
to you, why did I still go to Zhao Yong'an and let him cause trouble? What's so good about that old geezer? Suddenly
, he lifted the curtain and looked inside.
He saw Ma Xiuqin bent over on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her lower body encased in a pair of dark,
shiny leggings, the black sheen piercing Yang Shuxiang's eyes. Her sweater covered her head, and her hands were tucked into a
pair of blue leggings, her head half-rolled up and covered as well.
Zhao Yong'an was repeatedly and forcefully poking Ma Xiuqin's lower body with his fingers.
A burning, stabbing pain lashed Yang Shuxiang, and when he heard Ma Xiuqin's whimpers, his throat seemed
to tighten, all the words forced back, burning like fire in his chest.
"You want a man? You're just worried Xiang'er will see, aren't you? You saw him lying in bed,
all dazed."
Zhao Yong'an looked up and met Yang Shuxiang's gaze. He chuckled dryly and spoke.
Then, in front of Yang Shuxiang, he raised his hand and
slapped Ma Xiuqin's buttocks hard.
In an instant, Ma Xiuqin's plump buttocks bounced up like aspic, trembling and writhing
, a sight that caught Yang Shuxiang's eye.
Yang Shuxiang rushed forward, raising his hand to stop Zhao Yong'an's actions, but just
then, Ma Xiuqin's soft voice rang out again: "I'll let you fuck me~"
It sounded so eager and eager.
"You lie down properly, I'm going to check if Xiang'er is fast asleep. I'll come back and fuck you in
a bit!" Zhao Yong'an slapped Ma Xiuqin's buttocks, ordering her as she cried out in surprise.
He then gave Yang Shuxiang a strange smile, got up, grabbed his arm, and walked out.
As Yang Shuxiang went out, he glanced at Ma Xiuqin, seeing her buttocks sticking up high, constantly swaying like a millstone
. He felt extremely distressed. He didn't know why Qinniang had become like this,
and he felt he had lost all motivation to stand up for her.
That sense of dejection and exhaustion made Yang Shuxiang momentarily wonder if she was just wasting her time. Dejected, she
followed Zhao Yong'an blankly, her mind a complete mess.
"Master has weathered too many storms in his life. Back during the land reform, I was dragged out by them
. I've been through it all, big and small. Public trials, beatings, being paraded through the streets, being confined to the cattle pen—even when I was sick, I wasn't allowed to slack off. What haven't
I suffered? I've been a cuckold my whole life, so what? I've already been like this, what else can I not let go of?
Today, Master doesn't want to live like this anymore. I'm asking you, will you let Master sleep with your Qinniang? If you won't let me,
then you can! You've seen how much your Qinniang wants a man. If you don't satisfy her thirst, she'll develop
gynecological problems sooner or later."
Yang Shuxiang clenched her fists, then relaxed them, then clenched them again, then relaxed them again, repeating this several times until her fiery
eyes finally dimmed.
In recent years, Huanzhang had focused all his attention on finding a girlfriend, neglecting his studies. Even though Yang Shuxiang tried her best
, she couldn't save him, and she felt remorseful about it for a long time.
Now, she was embroiled in Qinniang's family scandal. Despite having already freed her from her constraints, she hadn't solved the root of the
problem, making her efforts seem like a wasted effort.
At this moment, Yang Shuxiang felt truly, truly a failure.
Zhao Yong'an, observing Yang Shuxiang's expression closely, saw the anger in his eyes gradually replaced by confusion
, and finally by bewilderment. He instantly grabbed Yang's wrist, his voice low but rapid, and said
, "Master, I can see you care for your Qinniang, and I can sense your affection for her. At your age, you should have your own
backbone. Don't hesitate, don't worry. Heaven, earth, you, and I know. If you give Qinniang this once
, she'll be overjoyed. Then you'll understand her, and you won't have to worry anymore!"
Yang Shuxiang clenched his fists again. He was unwilling to accept this. He had already
expressed his true feelings to Qinniang last night, and what was the result? He didn't know Qinniang's attitude, or what she was really thinking.
Zhao Yong'an was taking a desperate gamble. He didn't know if Yang Shuxiang would follow his arrangements. He had pondered for
a week. Although his actions were somewhat shameful, unfair to his older brother Yang Tingsong and his nephew Yang Gang
, not to mention the consequences if Chai Lingxiu found out, Zhao Yong'an truly felt there was no other
way. He didn't want to live such a miserable life anymore, and he didn't want his family and outsiders to find out
. So he had to take action, whether it was to silence Yang Shuxiang or to maintain his
control over Ma Xiuqin once and for all.
Zhao Yong'an was genuinely worried about having such an idea. He didn't need to consult anyone.
At the dinner table, he repeatedly offered Yang Shuxiang drinks, aiming to get her drunk. When he saw a glimmer of hope, when he
got off the heated kang and walked into the main room with Ma Xiuqin, he decided to take the risk.
After taking action, Zhao Yong'an's heart was constantly on edge. Only now, seeing that Yang Shuxiang hadn't
suddenly attacked, did he feel somewhat at ease.
"Your Qinniang is already forty!"
Zhao Yong'an continued to coax Yang Shuxiang, like a hunting dog constantly watching for changes in his expression. He knew that
Yang Shuxiang was hesitant and wouldn't agree to let him touch Ma Xiuqin again. So,
as long as he worked on his mind and let him experience the pleasure of Ma Xiuqin's body, he wouldn't have any more abnormal behavior
. Then they could exchange goods, and he would be completely free, no longer being able to give Yang Shuxiang
any leverage.
"You've never been with a woman, so you definitely don't understand women's psychology! If you want to help her, you'd be better off
caring for your Qinniang than beating me to death!"
Looking at Zhao Yong'an, Yang Shuxiang felt that his smile was stiff and unnatural.
Glancing back at the sky outside, it was a cloudless expanse, and the sunlight streaming in confirmed it was indeed
a beautiful day.
In this strangely warm and inviting room, one would expect that after listening to Zhao Yong'an's story,
Yang Shuxiang should have been furious and given him a good scolding. However, she also felt that Zhao Yong'an's words weren't entirely
without merit.
That pricking feeling, like needles on her back, made Yang Shuxiang very uncomfortable, and when faced with a choice, she fell
silent.
She kept asking herself, "Do I really not understand women?" For a moment, she was undecided: "Forget it
, whether they're good or bad, it doesn't affect you. Are you just meddling in other people's business or are you just bored? Aren't you
tired?"
However, this thought only lasted two breaths before it was abruptly interrupted. With a cough from Zhao Yong'an
, Yang Shuxiang was pulled by the arm by Zhao Yong'an and led into the room opposite.
"Xiang'er is asleep~"
"Stop spanking me! Close the door, and this time I'll let you in. I want it~"
Both voices were eerie, resonating with a nerve deep within Yang Shuxiang's soul,
constantly summoning and bewitching him. This forced him to uncontrollably step forward, approaching Ma Xiuqin
, and lowering his head in a daze.
Zhao Yong'an's voice trembled as he said, "Not bad, you look quite sexy in those leggings!"
Qin Niang's head was covered by her black leggings, her hands stuffed into the legs of another pair of blue leggings
. With Zhao Yong'an's shout, she began to wiggle her hips back and forth.
Ma Xiuqin, her buttocks sticking out, lay on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed). She couldn't see anything; besides the leggings covering her head
, a sweater was also put over her. She hadn't heard Yang Shuxiang's calls for a long time, and hearing Zhao Yong'an's words, she really thought
Yang Shuxiang had drunk too much and fallen asleep! But past experience taught her that she had to avoid doing that kind of thing in front of the child.
If Yang Shuxiang saw it again, she would lose all face.
"Dad, close the door. Xiang'er saw it last time. Please, if Xiang'er sees it again,
how can I live with myself in front of the child?"
Ma Xiuqin remembered what Yang Shuxiang had said to her that night, and felt a mix of emotions.
But what choice did she have? The men only did it once a month, and her son was unreliable and rarely home. She
was already too anxious to even have a choice. "He's been held in your arms since he was little.
Don't you know Xiang'er's personality? Is he the kind of child who doesn't know his limits? Since Uncle Qi isn't
home today, let's do it again and let Dad feed your empty body."
As Zhao Yong'an spoke, he kept glancing at Yang Shuxiang, cautiously conveying his wicked thoughts
. Since Yang Shuxiang remained silent, it proved his mind was wavering. He would strike while the iron was hot and
get him involved, thus silencing the child once and for all, which was much more reassuring than living in constant fear
. "I really want it, please stop hitting me!"
Ignoring Ma Xiuqin's pleas, Zhao Yong'an continued to slap her buttocks, making her beg incessantly. She writhed
even more vigorously, her large, shiny black buttocks rippling like autumn river water
. Yang Shuxiang, seeing this, felt his mouth dry and his body sweating. He witnessed another side of Qin Niang, and
his manhood involuntarily hardened.
While slapping Ma Xiuqin's buttocks, Zhao Yong'an covered Yang Shuxiang's ear with his hand and
whispered almost silently, "Take off her muscular hymen, and you can have her, hurry up!"
Seeing Yang Shuxiang looking like a dazed goose, he leaned closer to her ear and urged, "What are you afraid of
? Just take off her clothes, and you can just thrust in. I guarantee I can satisfy your Qinniang's desires and make her happy.
"
To say that Qinniang wasn't attractive would be absolute nonsense, but when it came to actually having Yang Shuxiang with Ma Xiuqin, he
didn't have the courage he had the night before.
Seeing Yang Shuxiang's lack of reaction, Zhao Yong'an grew increasingly anxious. He glanced down at Yang Shuxiang's crotch and saw
that it was already erect. He then poked at Ma Xiuqin's buttocks, saying, "You had sex with Uncle yesterday.
Do you want a man? Say it!"
Ma Xiuqin, long subservient to her father-in-law's lewdness, dared not resist. After being beaten, she cooperated even more readily,
especially now that her genitals were being constantly poked. She quickly replied, "Yes, I want Father-in-law to have sex with me."
"Then wiggle your ass. I'm going to climb on you in a bit."
After giving the command, Zhao Yong'an used his fingers like knives to repeatedly poke and stab at her large buttocks, causing Ma
Xiuqin to moan continuously. Her buttocks indeed wiggled even more vigorously, doing as Zhao Yong'an said.
The scene unfolding before his eyes was incredibly stimulating. Yang Shuxiang's body trembled, his eyes fixed on
Ma Xiuqin's buttocks, unable to look away. His heart was pounding with excitement, yet he was also conflicted, constantly questioning himself, wavering between two
options: "She watched me grow up, how can I hurt her? But she's blindfolded, she doesn't know that the person behind her is
me! If I don't help her, Zhao Yong'an will get his way..."
Just as Yang Shuxiang was in a daze, Zhao Bao'an pulled his long johns and underwear down to his thighs
.
In an instant, Yang Shuxiang's penis sprang to life, breaking free of its restraints. The glans, which
Chai Lingxiu had accidentally pulled back the foreskin of, gleamed and glistened, standing proudly erect.
Seeing Yang Shuxiang's lower body, Zhao Yong'an's eyes widened in shock, exclaiming, "A dragon!"
He quickly coughed twice to cover his embarrassment.
Yang Shuxiang looked at Zhao Yong'an questioningly, then watched as he reached into his pocket, pulled out a package,
tore it open, and pulled out a condom.
Yang Shuxiang stared blankly. Under Zhao Yong'an's repeated encouragement, he was like a block of wood, unable
to resist the temptation before him. He mechanically took the condom, his breath ragged, and finally, amidst Ma Xiuqin's moans
and the allure of her large buttocks, he slipped the condom onto his penis.
"Azure Dragon and White Tiger, a perfect match!"
"Go for it, don't think about anything, just grab her ass and fuck her. She won't know who's fucking her from behind
."
"You're wearing a condom, she can't feel who's behind her. Fuck with a condom on isn't real fucking
."
"She's a person too, she has to live, her needs are even greater than yours."
"Don't be afraid, quickly peel off that black membrane, then she won't be so great in your heart anymore. If you
feel that conquering her like this isn't satisfying enough, take off the condom, it'll be even more enjoyable that way."
Zhao Yong'an's instigation was omnipresent, penetrating every nook and cranny, numbing Yang Shuxiang and bewitching his senses.
"Who?"
Her head was covered, but Ma Xiuqin still vaguely heard the faint mosquito-like sound. She shouted suddenly and was
slapped on the buttock by Zhao Yong'an: "The person who fucks you, do you need to ask me? Shake your ass!"
She watched me grow up, how could I hit her? But how could he solve the problem if he didn't seduce her? At this moment, Yang Shuxiang
's mind was a jumbled mess, his consciousness beginning to blur. Just as he was at a loss, it was as if
his heart had been seen through, and he heard Zhao Yong'an's fine voice again: "Precisely because she watched you grow up, it
's more comfortable to fuck her like that! Conquering her is more fulfilling! Today, you'll get to taste
the flesh of this woman who once held you, see how comfortable Qin Niang's body is, see just how wanton she is. If you fuck her, she'll
definitely be happy. Satisfy her sexual desires through intimate contact, and it won't be in vain that Qin Niang has loved you so much."
Looking at the black leggings covering Qin Niang's buttocks, magnified infinitely, those plump buttocks
were so lewd and wanton, full of magic that men couldn't resist, making Yang Shuxiang's mind wander, and
he looked like he was about to fall off the cliff.
The plump, fleshy opening on Ma Xiuqin's oily buttocks was almost shaped by her vulva, so close that Yang Shuxiang
looked down, bewildered, staring intently at the hidden white tiger's cunt within. He could almost smell
the scent of her flesh, so full of allure, blurring his wavering heart once more.
"Come on, take me~"
The woman's body was like a large, fat sheep; one step forward and he could be pressed against her carnal form
, experiencing her charm. Yang Shuxiang stared blankly, his mind being continuously bombarded
with thoughts by Zhao Yong'an, like a pyramid scheme persuasive manipulator, or a qigong master imparting power,
gradually arousing the desires in the hearts of the masses. Then, numbed by alcohol, Ma Xiuqin's moans pushed the climax to its peak.
Restless and unbearable, his desire burned fiercely. The heat in his heart, the heat in his body, the heat in his penis—it tormented Yang Shuxiang
until he was as if he had just been pulled from the water, becoming a complete water person.
"Give it to me, give it to me!"
Ma Xiuqin's lustful body lay prone on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), like a lamb to the slaughter. With her thighs and head
covered by leggings, she became like the pre-rain storm, howling and sweeping across the earth, slowly
ravaging the boy behind her, gradually eroding his willpower.
Because her eyes were blindfolded, Ma Xiuqin's vision was completely dark.
While she submitted to Zhao Yong'an, she was also extremely nervous, afraid to make any loud noise. Her weak will couldn't withstand the test, and
under her father-in-law's lewd power, the desire within her surged forth with extraordinary intensity amidst humiliation and anxiety.
Ever since Yang Shuxiang could remember, the owner of this body had an indescribable intimacy with him. Although
there was no blood relation, and they were not related, Yang Shuxiang knew better than anyone how much the woman loved her. Now that her
face was covered, was it right or wrong for him to do *that* with her? As she repeatedly questioned her own heart, her blood boiling
, Yang Shuxiang gradually lost her composure.
Zhao Yong'an, seeing Yang Shuxiang still dawdling and refusing to yield—a far cry from
the person who had suddenly changed her expression when he slapped him earlier—looked at Yang Shuxiang's profile, almost driven mad with anxiety. He thought to himself, "You're still dragging your feet even with a condom on.
Why weren't you like this when you hit me?"
He then slapped Ma Xiuqin's buttocks hard from the side, saying viciously, "You're already wearing a condom, do I need
to teach you what to do?"
This was a double entendre, both mocking Yang Shuxiang and admonishing Ma Xiuqin to be more proactive
and express herself.
This tactic worked. Unable to withstand Zhao Yong'an's shouts, and disregarding whether the people sleeping in the east room had
heard, Ma Xiuqin moaned in shame, "Come on, fuck my cunt."
She swayed her buttocks back, bumping them against Yang Shuxiang's penis.
"I've already put on the condom, do I need to teach you how to do it?"
The blunt words tormented Yang Shuxiang's heart. The lustful body rubbing against his penis
jolted him awake from his daze. The moans and cries tormented Yang Shuxiang's fragile heart, making his penis even harder
and igniting a burning desire within him.
Again and again, Zhao Yong'an, accustomed to the pleasure of slapping Ma Xiuqin's buttocks, casually slapped her
buttocks again, pulling her away. Then, he reached out and, through her leggings, mercilessly dug into
Ma Xiuqin's vagina, poking and probing, eliciting even louder moans from her. As he dug, Zhao Yong'an teased
her, saying, "Look at you, so slutty, you really need to be fucked!"
Her plump buttocks swayed incessantly, and pleas for mercy escaped Ma Xiuqin's lips: "Ah~ take
off my pants, stop torturing me."
Unmoved by her pleas, Zhao Yong'an continued to dig into Ma Xiuqin's genitals, tormenting her will
, all to arouse her lust and make her beg the man behind her to fuck her,
to break him down.
"Hmph! You slut, keep begging me, and I'll give it to you."
Bound by Zhao Yong'an and blindfolded, Ma Xiuqin couldn't orient herself, dared not resist his commands, and couldn't resist the cries of excitement emanating from her body. The tingling 　　, numb, and flowing sensation caused by
her father-in-law's constant harassment caused her psychological defenses to crumble instantly, and she begged again: "Fuck me~ Fuck 　　me~" 　　"To break or not to break?" 　　Watching Zhao Yong'an torture Ma Xiuqin like this, Yang Shuxiang gritted her teeth. Even if she drove Zhao Yong'an away now, 　　what difference would it make? "It's still not enough to satisfy Qin Niang's lust!" Zhao Yong'an said, "Hehe, look at your wanton nature. If 　　Xiang'er were to fuck you now, you'd probably agree too!" 　　As he spoke, Zhao Yong'an thrust into Ma Xiuqin's vagina several more times, causing Ma Xiuqin to beg for mercy repeatedly, crying out 　　, "Wuwu~ Dad, come on, fuck me!" 　　Poking at Ma Xiuqin's vaginal flesh, Zhao Yong'an revealed his viciousness and said, "If you don't beg me, I won't fuck you 　　." 　　Ma Xiuqin wiggled her buttocks and kept backing away. Yang Shuxiang stared intently at Qin Niang's big buttocks, trying to avoid it 　　, but Zhao Yong'an slapped Ma Xiuqin's buttocks and pressed her down on the edge of the kang. 　　Ma Xiuqin sobbed and pleaded, "Dad, fuck me! I'm soaking wet!" 　　Her voice was weak and feeble; the slaps earlier had clearly been painful yet stimulating 　　, and the repeated digging had left her disoriented. She had already drunk several cups of wine, and 　　her body felt hot and fuzzy. 　　Zhao Yong'an nodded towards Yang Shuxiang, muttering, "Call me Xiang'er, and I'll fuck you." He 　　then sandwiched himself between Yang and Ma, adding fuel to the fire with these words. To Yang Shuxiang's astonishment 　　, Zhao Yong'an slapped Ma Xiuqin's buttocks and shouted again, "Say it! Say Xiang'er 　　fucks me, Xiang'er will fuck Qin's mother!" 　　Ma Xiuqin froze. She had been suppressing her screams, afraid of disturbing the children in the next room 　　, but her father-in-law, while torturing her, was making this demand. 　　Zhao Yong'an thrust his finger deep into Ma Xiuqin's vagina, and shouted, "Say it! Tell me!" 　　Just like the night before when he had his child scratched, Ma Xiuqin felt a 　　gush of lustful fluid suddenly gushing from her lower body. She jumped up and cried out, "Xiang'er, fuck me! Xiang'er, come fuck me! 　　" 　　At that moment, Zhao Yong'an quickly pulled away and pushed Yang Shuxiang over, still threatening Ma Xiuqin 　　, "Beg me, and I'll fuck you!" 　　Ma Xiuqin lay on the edge of the bed, calling out again and again like a ghost, "Xiang'er, come fuck me 　　, come fuck your Qinniang!" 　　Yang Shuxiang grabbed his hair and rubbed it repeatedly, his eyes closed, his face contorted in pain, but Qinniang continued 　　to urge him, calling his name, urging him to fuck her. 　　Suddenly opening his eyes, Yang Shuxiang silently screamed in his mind, "So what if I die? Today's the 　　day anyway!" 　　Wiping the sweat from his face, he pounced on her. He grabbed Ma Xiuqin's waistband with both hands, staring at her 　　large, fat buttocks that made his eyes burn with desire, and ripped off her leggings. With a 　　shove from Zhao Yong'an, Yang Shuxiang didn't think twice and, supporting himself on his penis, pressed himself against Ma Xiuqin's body. 　　The arrow was already on the bowstring, and he had no choice but to release it. He reached out with trembling hands to touch Qin Niang's lower body; her incredibly smooth, moist vulva trembled 　　, and her body was already shaking uncontrollably. 　　Feeling the fiery heat trembling in Qin Niang's body, Yang Shuxiang's body also trembled. She looked up at 　　the woman whose head was covered by leggings, and thought to herself, "Qin Niang, I'm going to fuck you! I'm going to make you 　　feel good! I'm going to fuck your white tiger cunt!" 　　The protective layer of her private parts was peeled away, and the woman, already impatient, twisted 　　her body and begged, "Xiang'er, come and fuck Qin Niang, hurry!" 　　This cry made Ma Xiuqin feel incredibly ashamed, yet she couldn't stop the pleasure welling up deep within her mind 　　. The more she cried out, the more her lower body fluids overflowed, and the more uncontrollable her cries became. 　　"Mmm~" 　　In a daze, Ma Xiuqin let out a drawn-out moan, feeling her lower body being forcibly torn open, 　　even more so than usual. At this moment, she couldn't tell why her father-in-law's size had increased, but through the condom, 　　she could clearly feel the heat and firmness of the penis inserted into her body. Before she could even savor it 　　, the person behind her moved, and with the penis forcefully breaking through her body, it thrust 　　deep into Ma Xiuqin's vagina. 　　"Ah~" 　　The sudden movement instantly straightened Ma Xiuqin's body on the kang (a heated brick bed). She arched her neck and groaned loudly 　　. Although the hard penis was wearing a condom, she had never experienced such a powerful impact before. 　　Her lower body was pressed against the kang, and she shook her head, trembling as she cried out, "Dad, is that you? Is that you?" 　　"Why isn't it me? Do you think you're strong enough? Still calling me Dad, are you planning to let me take off the condom 　　and fuck you today?" 　　Zhao Yong'an pressed against the back of Yang Shuxiang's neck and said coldly. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he 　　finally felt relieved. 　　With each slap, the sensation was incredibly pleasurable, and Ma Xiuqin, shaking her head, could no longer control 　　her mouth. She moaned repeatedly, "No, don't take it off, ah~ so comfortable, ah~ Xiang'er, you opened it up so quickly 　　~ it feels so good to fuck Qinniang~" 　　Ma Xiuqin's vagina was very tight, and as soon as it entered, Yang Shuxiang felt 　　as if her bones were melting with pleasure. The ecstasy was indescribable, especially with Qinniang's moans constantly ringing in her ears.

The cheers and encouragement, like cheerleaders shouting encouragement on a sports field, made Yang Shuxiang's blood boil
.
He wanted to touch Ma Xiuqin's buttocks, but was afraid she would feel it. He raised his hands high, and while
forcefully pounding Ma Xiuqin's body, only one thought remained in his mind: "I'm pounding Ma Xiuqin's buttocks
, I'm pounding her!"
A sixteen-year-old boy is at that age where he doesn't know what fatigue is. New things always move
him. He knew he shouldn't be doing that, but he was young and impetuous.
While feeling confused and uneasy, he was also extremely eager and desperate to try it. When he finally succeeded and transformed
, what kind of passionate collision and colorful scene would it be? Yang Shuxiang probably
hadn't even thought about this question! When Yang Shuxiang saw Ma Xiuqin lying on the ground after being fucked by him,
a surge of pride welled up inside him. It felt like a one-on-one duel on a football field, where the brave would prevail in a close encounter. When
he broke through the last defender, the outcome was practically in his grasp; all that remained was to unleash a powerful shot and celebrate
the joy of scoring! The blood-pumping scene made Yang Shuxiang lose himself in the moment. He felt that Qinniang's body was
incredibly hot, and with each thrust he closed the distance between them, he was able to understand Qinniang's
inner feelings more and more, giving her the pleasure she needed most. So he didn't hold back and began to thrust his body wildly.
Inside the hot cunt, after tilting his body, Yang Shuxiang's condom-covered penis became even harder. He
pulled out and thrust in again and again, just like he had seen and learned before. He
combined the theory he had learned from observation with the experience he had gained from personal practice. He finally broke through the thin layer of window paper and
quickly mastered the rhythm of lovemaking, taking control of the situation.
After half a minute, Ma Xiuqin, who was limp like mud, suddenly cried out, "Wow~ Xiang'er
, you're fucking me so good~ Waaah~"
Zhao Yong'an couldn't wait for Yang Shuxiang and Ma Xiuqin to have direct, intimate contact. Even though Ma Xiuqin was already submissive
to him, for the past four years, several times a month, she would insist he
wear that damned condom. Today, she happened to be in that situation again, which made Zhao Yong'an particularly
unhappy. But when he saw Ma Xiuqin surrendering herself to Yang Shuxiang, his heart rekindled.
"A wife lives for her husband, and a husband lives for his family!"
Zhao Yong'an had said this countless times. Having slept with his daughter-in-law for so many years, he was
adept and skilled at it.
With this traditional mindset, he had never really taken his daughter-in-law seriously.
As the saying goes, "A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl."
Once she's in her husband's family, she still has to be mindful of her husband's feelings. How could she dare to criticize? Wouldn't that be outrageous? Thinking about how to
drag Yang Shuxiang into this mess, seeing that she was already hooked, he picked up a condom wrapper and
waved it in front of Yang Shuxiang, signaling her to throw away the condom on his penis and have sex with her directly, to see
how his daughter-in-law would react.
He had sex with Qin Niang, but this definitely didn't happen with her knowing. So Yang Shuxiang felt something
was wrong. Even in the heat of the moment, he knew the principle of not allowing others to sleep soundly in his bed, especially
with Zhao Yong'an beside him! Clearly, this scene was very strange.
"You old dog Zhao! Get out of here!"
Yang Shuxiang slowed his movements, turned his head to the side, and saw Zhao Yong'an looking them over .
He silently cursed with his lips, then pointed at him with his fist.
Only after Zhao Yong'an left the west room did he resume his actions. This
was the first time Yang Shuxiang had such intimate contact with a woman's body. He experienced the sensation
like "a fire in winter," the blazing flames burning within him. The stimulation, released from its suppression, was
particularly intense. He thrust wildly, relentlessly fucking Ma Xiuqin, only feeling the condom on his penis feeling
rather tight. Remembering Zhao Yong'an's gesture, he understood the reason, but he still couldn't distinguish
the difference between wearing a condom and not wearing one before the climax.
The thought stirred in Yang Shuxiang's mind, and he wanted to experience the feeling of not wearing a condom. He
abruptly pulled out his penis, yanking it out of Qin Niang's wet vagina, causing Ma Xiuqin
to moan again.
He rolled the condom around the penis a few times, and
with a "snap," he pulled it off. The instant he was freed from its restraints, his vision cleared, and the penis,
dripping with fluid, stood erect. It
took a week for the penis to adjust to the retraction of the foreskin. Yang Shuxiang stroked it, feeling it was still
a little tight, but thankfully it was already soaking wet. Without needing any instruction, he skillfully removed the foreskin
and placed it against Qin Niang's vulva. The glans became even more slippery with the gushing vaginal fluid
.
"What are you doing?"
Ma Xiuqin exclaimed upon hearing the "snap." Though her mind was hazy, she vaguely guessed that
the person behind her had removed the condom.
Ma Xiuqin struggled to dodge, her body numb and unable to move, and the person behind her
holding her firmly in place.
Yang Shuxiang steadied himself slightly, then, with his legs spread, aimed at Ma Xiuqin's vulva and
thrust in deeply, making her scream loudly as her body writhed uncontrollably
.
"Ah~ I can't take it anymore~"
The ecstatic moans of the woman were no longer something to eavesdrop on during their real, intense contact,
which brought Yang Shuxiang immense pleasure. He felt the pleasure emanating from her, the warmth and joy of her body, and
his penis felt harder than ever before. He wanted to give Ma Xiuqin pleasure, to understand her, and to help her escape her predicament
.
The unhindered contact, the friction, pressure, and impact of flesh against flesh, and
the hot spray gushing from the depths of the woman's vagina, were instantly transmitted to Yang Shuxiang's mind through his penis.
"Qin Niang's body is so slick, her cunt is so hot, slippery, wet and tight, no wonder Zhao
Yong is so happy and doesn't want to go back to Shu, all he wants to do is have sex with Qin Niang... Qin Niang wasn't so plump back then, now she's become fuller
, this big ass is really fat, fucking her is so comfortable... Qin Niang~ I'm giving you pleasure, can you feel it
!"
Overwhelmed by lust, the movements below did not stop, Yang Shuxiang wildly swung his dog cock and continued to fuck the
Qin Niang who was hurting him, making Ma Xiuqin scream and cry out, her ass was soaked with the overflowing lustful fluid.
Sweating profusely, the sweat streaming down his forehead stung his eyes. Yang Shuxiang closed his eyes, savoring
the feeling of the condom off. During his thrusts, he couldn't help but slap Qin Niang's large buttocks, causing
Ma Xiuqin to moan incessantly, repeatedly crying out, "Xiang'er, you're fucking Qin Niang so good~"
After that cry, the man behind her continued to push Ma Xiuqin's body, the intense pleasure overwhelming
her, making her lose herself in the moment.
As she groaned and tugged at the leggings over her head, she cried out incoherently, "You're fucking me
so well, Qin Niang~ Waaah~ I've watched you grow up~ Xiang'er, is it good to fuck Qin Niang? Say something, Qin
Niang begs you~"
Yang Shuxiang couldn't answer. He pulled Ma Xiuqin's body, making her stick her buttocks up high again, just like Yan Yongchun
in the TV series "Shaolin and Wing Chun"
practicing Wing Chun. Her legs were in a two-legged stance against the edge of the kang, making it
easier for him to fuck her hard from behind. With each impact, her plump buttocks trembled again, slapping out
like wriggling fish jelly.
Yang Shuxiang's vigorous thrusts caused Ma Xiuqin to tighten her legs, clenching her vagina even more. Her hips arched,
her vagina pulsating and gripping Yang Shuxiang's penis. Hearing Ma Xiuqin's wanton moans, the pleasure he felt
was indescribable: "Ma Xiuqin's moans are so seductive, her vagina has teeth, oh, really! It feels so good!"
With each thrust, Yang Shuxiang felt his lower abdomen growing hotter, and the tingling and numbness in his penis intensifying.
That feeling of being unable to control himself overwhelmed his mind. At this moment, Yang Shuxiang knew he was about to climax
. He gripped Ma Xiuqin's waist tightly, thrusting his hips wildly, his mind filled with only one thought
: "I'm coming! I want to ejaculate inside Ma Xiuqin's vagina, I want to ejaculate inside Ma Xiuqin's vagina!"
"Ah~ Xiang'er~ Why aren't you saying anything? Waaah~ Is my Xiang'er fucking me~ Waaah~ I'm
going to fly~"
Her cries went unanswered for a long time. Ma Xiuqin's body swayed wildly as Yang Shuxiang fucked her, her breasts bobbing slightly.
Waves of pleasure pushed her to the peak of desire, a feeling she had never experienced before. Yet she desperately held on
, constantly questioning the man fucking her from behind while struggling to remove the leggings covering her head
.
He felt Qin Niang's vagina contract sharply, the dog's penis gripped tightly, constantly being bitten.
Hot liquid repeatedly washed over Yang Shuxiang's penis head. When it penetrated deeply, Qin Niang's vagina seemed
to open its mouth, and being sucked by that place made her feel like her body was melting.
Hearing Qin Niang's incoherent ramblings, Yang Shuxiang recalled the shy,
timid face she had shown when he touched her genitals the previous night. He imagined Qin Niang's face must be flushed red now, and this possessive excitement instantly
ignited within him.
He thrust wildly, gathering all the strength he had accumulated over sixteen years into his groin, like a madman
.
During the act, Yang Shuxiang noticed the sweat on Qin Niang's back and couldn't help but reach for her
breasts. In the throes of this indescribable excitement, just as Yang Shuxiang was about to ejaculate, Ma Xiuqin finally broke free
of her leggings and turned her head.
The woman's plump face was only halfway turned, flushed red, and she screamed before the man pressed
her head down. He dared not look at her face, only pressing his body down, slamming it against her large, fleshy buttocks
. He ejaculated wildly under the biting grip of her cunt, shouting inwardly, "Ah~ Qinniang, I
, I can't take it anymore, I've shot my load into your cunt~ Ah~!" At that moment, the woman was pinned down
on the kang (heated brick bed), writhing and crying out in anguish, "Xiang'er, you've already
fucked Qinniang's body until it's limp, why do you still want to be Qinniang's seed~ Waaah~ You've shot it all into my cunt, ah~~ So comfortable
~~"
Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Ma Xiuqin vaguely saw something, but it was too
late. She couldn't stop the man from ejaculating into her clitoris. Then her body collapsed, convulsing
and limp on the kang like a rag doll.
After the surroundings fell silent, the man, panting heavily, lifted his body, still feeling the intense
contractions of the woman's penis gripping his shaft. Reluctantly, yet helplessly, the moment their bodies separated
, the woman's rosy vulva suddenly gushed out a stream of milky-white fluid. With each contraction, clumps
of sticky fluid flowed from her dark brown vulva, soaking her buttocks, then
trickling down her thighs into her dark, shapely pants...

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