[The Wife's Poison] Chapter 5 - Tears and Blood at the Wedding

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V. Tears and Blood of the Wedding
The winter fields were pristine, as clean as a virgin, with few weeds. A biting wind swept by, revealing

large swaths of bare earth, like a woman's back. The raised fields lay exposed before us, like a woman's rounded

thighs.
Mengchan and I got up early, donned our coats, and climbed to the mountaintop to see the winter sun. The icy wind seeped into our necks, making us shiver.

But I couldn't resist my wife's pleas; instead of staying in our warm bed, I had come here to suffer.
The sky was still a pale blue, as clear as if washed. Suddenly, a sliver of light peeked through the vast blue cup

, gilding the edge of the fields. The sun struggled to squeeze through that gap, its red

glow like a child's smiling face, radiant and warm.
I hugged Mengchan from behind, letting her lean gently against me. My back, too, rested comfortably

against a large tree trunk.
The winter sun shone on the fields, draping the bare landscape in a shy golden veil. Mengchan's face

was also bathed in gold, a happy smile on her face, her smile as radiant as ever. A
sudden thought struck me: how exciting it would be to have sex in this secluded mountain! I

rubbed my hands together vigorously, generating heat, then slipped one hand inside Mengchan's panties.
She was wearing baggy pants, the crotch wide, the hem tight. I easily slipped inside, gently rubbing her vulva with my

warm palm. Soon, her juices flowed onto my hand, wetting

the pubic hair beside her. The soft, slippery hair, damp with water, clung limply to her thighs.
"Brother Daren, you're being naughty again. Why don't you restrain yourself?" Mengchan turned her head, her face turned to the side,

complaining.
I seized the opportunity to kiss her, capturing her thin lips, silencing her further words. My tongue parted her pearly teeth, extending

deep into her mouth. Mengchan, already an experienced woman, skillfully sucked on my tongue, her tongue pressing against my

frenulum, scraping the most vulnerable part of my tongue.
My other hand, through her thick downy coat, vigorously massaged her breasts. Although it was only scratching the surface,

it was better than nothing. Her clothes were thick, making it inconvenient for me to enter from under her clothes; I would be heartbroken if she got sick

.
My tongue stung from her sucking, so I quickly withdrew. I kissed her slightly cool cheek, then moved

to her small ears.
Mengchan's ears were small and white, adorned with a pair of shimmering gold earrings. The rims were distinct, the outer and inner circles

perfectly symmetrical, like works of art sculpted with a chisel.
My tongue curled up, then tried to insert into her tiny ear canal—of course, it wouldn't go in, but

circling around the outside was quite nice. Mengchan's ears were very sensitive; they quickly turned bright red, as if injected with adrenaline,

the tiny blood vessels slightly visible due to the congestion—it was incredibly cute.
I had her lie face down on the tree trunk, spreading her legs apart, then pulled down her pants, exposing her

snow-white buttocks to the cold weather.
I unzipped my pants, took out my throbbing penis, and offered it to Mengchan, letting her guide it into her

vagina. The contrasting temperatures inside and outside her warm cavity created a sensation of both ice and fire.
Afraid my beloved wife's snow-white buttocks would get cold, I took off my coat and covered our exposed skin;

the cold air went straight into my body, making me shiver involuntarily.
Mengchan seemed to be immersed in pleasure, her moans much louder than usual. We were

so far from the village that even if we shouted, the people down the mountain wouldn't hear us.
At this time, a few people were already busy in the fields in the distance, but not many. I guessed there wasn't

much .
Using the earth as our bed and the sky as our blanket, we made love before nature, casting aside worldly morality and

the shame . Ah! I was born naked like this, and though my body is not naked now, my spirit is

open and honest.
At the final moment, I suppressed the intense pleasure, pulled out my penis, and ejaculated my scalding semen onto her doughy

buttocks.
I wiped away the semen with my hand and casually smeared it on a big tree. After tidying up our clothes, we whispered a lot of sweet nothings.
"My dear, I want to love you for all eternity!" I said tenderly.
"Not enough! We must love each other for at least three lifetimes!" Mengchan said, wrapping her arms around my waist. Suddenly, as if remembering something

, she stood up and plucked three hairs from her head. Then she wanted me to pluck three more.
"My dear, what's wrong with you?" I saw that she was a little confused, but I still complied and plucked three hairs

.
"Honey, if we tie these into a knot, wouldn't that represent three lifetimes?" Mengchan said

earnestly doing. She even took out her usual mint candy box from her pocket, emptied the candies, and

stuffed the knotted hair inside.
"Honey, let's bury this under this big tree!" Mengchan seemed to be doing something sacred.
Seeing how serious she was, I played along. I found a sharp rock, dug a

deep , put the candy box inside, covered it with soil, and then grabbed a handful of dried sand and dead leaves for camouflage.
Seeing that there were so many big trees here, and they all looked so similar, Mengchan asked me to carve a mark so

we wouldn't lose them . She said to carve "Three lifetimes, three lifetimes, a couple bound by fate," and then sign it: "The Love of Chanren."
I enthusiastically did as she said, carving the words deep and powerfully, so they went right into the wood! The tree trunk was scratched, and

a little sap flowed out. For a moment, I felt something was off, a strange feeling, but Mengchan's

happy and cheerful demeanor was infectious, and I pushed that odd feeling to the back of my mind.
I kissed her smiling face, and then we embraced and went down the mountain together.
Mengchan wasn't a picky eater, and she could enjoy the farm-style dishes with relish. However, her mother's cooking skills were undeniable; even a simple

stir-fried radish tasted like meat.
The only thing she disliked was going to the toilet. The so-called toilet was just a latrine with a footstool, without a door

to block the view, but you couldn't see inside from the outside unless you went in. There was only one squat toilet in the

latrine , and when someone was using it, the person inside would cough to warn the person outside if they approached.
There was no need to flush; the waste would slide down the sloping drain, so maggots inevitably crawled up,

scaring Mengchan so much that she was afraid to use the toilet and always needed me to accompany her.
Mengchan is a dutiful daughter-in-law, helping her mother cook, do laundry, and feed the chickens. Everything seems

new and exciting to her, and she always eagerly tries to do it, but she always manages to make a mess of things. She cooks porridge into dry rice, stains her white shirt red, and even gets pecked by the chickens while feeding them. A princess's life isn't suited for these tasks, and her mother always pities her delicate body and doesn't let her do any work

. 　　After staying in our hometown for over a week, we drove back to X city. Mengchan's family has three cars: a Mercedes, which is her father's car; an Audi A4, which her parents share, mostly driven by Mingyue; and a Lexus, which is shared by Mengchan and her sister Mengjuan, but now it's practically Mengchan and my personal car. 　　Mengchan is a student at a university next to mine, studying fashion design. She was only one year away from graduation when she got pregnant, and now she's pregnant with our daughter. I've advised her to finish her studies after marriage, but she refuses, saying that having me and our daughter is enough, and that going to university is meaningless for her. 　　Mengjuan turned out to be my junior from the same school, majoring in finance. No wonder I hadn't known her before. At school, I mostly spent my time studying and hanging out with Su Xunmei, rarely interacting with others, so it's normal I hadn't met her. 　　My baby daughter was clinging to her mother for milk. My daughter Zhenzhen has grown into a cute, chubby little thing. Looking at them, I pondered the future. I probably won't have as much time to spend with them in the future. My career hasn't even started yet; all I have to offer is a diploma. 　　When we arrived home, Mengjuan opened the door. She was still so shy, barely daring to look me in the eye. Compared to Mengchan, besides the difference in their clothes, her breasts were probably slightly smaller. After all, Mengchan had just given birth and was still breastfeeding . 　　Mengchan had been wanting to get her hair done, wanting to change her appearance. But I wouldn't allow it. I wouldn't permit her to turn her beautiful hair into curls or blonde/red hair. Natural is the most beautiful. After my firm statement, Mengchan didn't dare to do it. A woman dresses up for the one she loves; if it backfires, wouldn't that go against her original intention? When we 　　entered, no one was home; they'd probably all gone to work. Mengjuan, a recent graduate, hadn't found a suitable job yet, so she was working at the clothing store her parents ran for her and her sister. They'd waited for us at home today . The "Liu Meng Wardrobe" store was practically a playground for them, showing how much their parents doted on them. 　　"Xiaojuan, how's your job search going?" Mengchan noticed Mengjuan staring at me blankly, seemingly displeased. 　　"Oh, I'll see. If it doesn't work out, I'll go work at Dad's company." Mengjuan snapped out of her reverie and took her daughter from Mengchan's arms . "Sister, let me carry the baby upstairs." It was almost noon, and some simple food was laid out on the table. Mengchan had changed into some loungewear, and I took off my coat, inviting Mengjuan to eat with us. 　　Mengchan and I sat side-by-side, with Mengjuan opposite us. To be honest, I have a strange feeling about Mengjuan. She's like my wife's shadow. It's rare for twins to look so alike as they grow up, but Mengchan and Mengjuan are like they were made from the same mold. Their faces and arms are flawless 　　it would be impossible to tell them apart. Mengchan's body is flawless; I wonder if her sister-in-law is the same. Actually, there are differences between them. Mengchan is bright and outgoing, while Mengjuan is shy and charming. Mengchan uses her right hand to hold chopsticks, while Mengjuan is left-handed. 　　I've seen all the photos they've taken before. They've always worn the same clothes since they were little, and they both wear bracelets on their wrists . Mengchan's is gold, and Mengjuan's is silver. I wonder if even their parents can't tell them apart and can only tell them apart by the color of their bracelets? 　　It seems like I haven't seen them wear identical clothes since I came back. When I accompanied the two sisters shopping, I suggested they wear the same clothes as before, but Mengchan absolutely refused. Although taking twins shopping was already quite a spectacle, their mismatched outfits meant the scene wasn't as overwhelming as I'd imagined . 　　I put a chicken leg on Mengchan's plate, and she smiled knowingly, clearly enjoying my attention. Watching Mengjuan silently shovel her rice into her bowl, I couldn't resist putting some food in her bowl too—I couldn't neglect my sister-in-law; at least she cooked for us. 　　Just then, I felt a sharp pain in my foot; someone had stepped on it. I looked at Mengchan's face; she was still focused on her meal . I remembered a famous quote from Gu Long: "There may be a few women in the world who don't eat, but there isn't a single woman who isn't jealous." I knew Mengchan was jealous because she loved, cared for, and cherished me. 　　Under the table, I took off my slippers and hooked my foot around my wife's. Our feet intertwined, rubbing against each other sometimes lightly touching, sometimes grinding against each other, having a great time. 　　At the table, however, we ate separately, somewhat adhering to the principle of "not speaking while eating, not speaking while sleeping." 　　At noon, I made another call to inform all the invited friends to attend the wedding. We'll be holding a second wedding here in a week. Life's major events are filled with formalities and trivialities, but when it comes to weddings, no detail is insignificant. If you don't invite others, they won't invite you next time, and many people end up never seeing each other again. 　　After lunch, my mother-in-law called to say she had sent someone to buy some wedding supplies and asked me to help pick them up. 　　We plan to hold the banquet at the villa, not a hotel. The villa is spacious inside and has a large courtyard, filled with and trees—a garden-style community with beautiful scenery. 　　A white Jinbei van drove into the courtyard, and two men and a woman got out. After introductions, I learned they were employees of my mother-in-law's company's purchasing department; the two men were surnamed Huang and Zhang, and the woman was surnamed Chen. Judging from their capable appearance, my father-in-law must have hired highly skilled employees. 　　I instructed them to carry the goods into the first-floor storeroom, and then invited them to have tea. The three of them seemed to have other things to do, and left without even having a sip of tea. 　　The items we bought included fireworks, red "double happiness" decorations, balloons, ribbons, and plastic flowers—all non- food items. The drinks would be delivered the day before. This time, we hired a professional chef to handle all the catering. 　　Mengchan, Mengjuan, and I spent the afternoon decorating the upstairs and downstairs with flowers, creating a . 　　Large red "double happiness" characters were pasted on the clean tables and windows, fresh flowers hung on every door, and ribbons were tied to the stair railings.

Balloons. Two Christmas trees were set up at the front gate, but wedding cards were hanging on them.
While inflating the balloons, Mengchan and Mengjuan stayed far away, afraid they might burst accidentally. I

deliberately popped the balloons next to them, and the two little girls scattered in fright. We chased each other, as if we had returned to

our childhood.
When I grabbed one of them, my devilish claws were already covering her pert breasts. I squeezed hard, and

something Her breasts weren't the full, swollen feeling of breastfeeding, but rather soft, smooth, and perky.
"Brother-in-law, ooh..." Mengjuan turned around, her face flushed, looking at me shyly, but she didn't dare to move.
I froze for a moment, and then, as if possessed, I squeezed them again. My heart skipped a beat. Her breasts, even through her bra, were

so soft and smooth, with an amazing feel!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I touched the wrong place. Uh, no, no! I touched the wrong person." I stammered,

and then withdrew my hand as if I had been electrocuted, my heart pounding wildly.
I didn't have any improper thoughts about my sister-in-law, because she looked too much like my wife. I always kept

my distance from her. Mengjuan was shy, so we didn't have much contact.

This time, by a twist of fate, we had our first physical intimacy.
Mengjuan blushed and didn't say anything. Just then, Mengchan came down the stairs. She had run

upstairs so fast. Looking at our expressions, she seemed suspicious. Something must have happened, otherwise her sister

wouldn't be blushing like that.
I quickly went up to her and hugged her, tickling her armpits. She giggled and stopped me from

teasing . I sneakily kissed her lips. She quickly glanced at her sister and, finding that Mengjuan wasn't looking this way,

laughed and scolded, "You're always bullying me, you bad boy!" I was relieved to see that I had diverted her attention.
That evening, my parents-in-law came home. My mother-in-law really liked Zhenzhen, saying she hadn't seen the baby in a long time and missed

her terribly. She gently pressed her smooth forehead against her daughter's cheek, tickling the little girl and making her laugh.
We discussed the wedding details again at the dinner table, making sure everything went smoothly.
That night, Mengchan wouldn't let me touch her, saying she was having her period. I was helpless, but we'd been having sex too frequently lately

; perhaps I'd been suppressing my desires for too long abroad, and I was eager to release them completely.
Late at night, I was restless and couldn't sleep. Mengchan and my daughter were both sleeping soundly. Unless my daughter woke up hungry or

wet the bed, I didn't have to worry about waking her; deep sleep is very good for children.
I went downstairs, and surprisingly, the bathroom light was on. Their bathroom was over forty square meters, very large and

luxurious. The bathtub was as big as a small swimming pool, and there was a dressing table, a long bench, cabinets for storage,

and a massage chair.
The bathroom door wasn't closed tightly, and a faint light leaked out from the crack. I was about to take a walk in the courtyard

when I heard a voice from the bathroom say, "You filthy dog! Are you itching for a beating?" The voice was soft, but

the vulgarity coming from this supposedly well-mannered home made me think I'd misheard. I

paused, not reaching for the doorknob. I listened intently and heard a soft, delicate moan, though faint and intermittent.
I took a few steps closer to the bathroom door, wanting to peek through the crack, but I couldn't, and dared not.

My in-laws , making love, and I was their son-in-law, practically a son to them. Could I do that?

If I peeked, I would not only be betraying them, but also my loving wife.
I took a deep breath, calming my nerves, and decided not to look. The perverse pleasure of voyeurism was exhilarating, wicked,

but how could I betray my wife? Just as I resolved to turn and leave, the voice cried

out "You filthy dog!" again, clearly.
Curiosity killed the cat; that shows how potent the poison of curiosity can be. I was completely intoxicated, dazed and confused like

a puppet being pulled along. Involuntarily, I widened the crack in the door a little, peering through it.
I was stunned by what I saw. My mother-in-law, Mingyue, was dressed in a black spiderweb outfit. The wicked

spiderwebs enveloped her full, flawless white body, making this noble woman appear as if

defiled by the filthiest and ugliest things in the world. The ugly, crisscrossing silk covered her sacred form, giving her an extremely lewd and evil aura.
She seemed to have transformed into a spider demon; her two large, white breasts were held up by two spiderwebs, two dark red

nipples bursting out from the center like a baby's slightly protruding tongue. The further away from her breasts, the less dense the spiderweb

. Her entire body was covered in the web; in denser areas, it looked like a run in a stocking, in sparser areas, like a torn stocking.

Through the gaps, her flesh glistened. A metal ring pierced her small navel.
My mother-in-law, Mingyue, stood high above like an empress, a leather belt in her hand, repeatedly striking her kneeling husband,

Liu Dongxian. Liu Dongxian, like a dog, was on all fours, his head bowed. Because his back was to me, I

couldn't see his expression. Mingyue, however, wore a look of lewdness and contempt.
She spat on her white, tender instep and then ordered her husband to lick it. I only saw

Mingyue's snow-white feet appear and disappear with the movement of his head. From my side, I couldn't see Liu Dongxian licking his wife's

feet.
Mingyue cupped her breasts in her hands, lightly licking them with her tongue, moaning softly. She hooked her long, rounded legs,

her feet encircling her man's neck, bringing Liu Dongxian's head close to her genitals.
Like a dog, Liu Dongxian obediently buried his head in Mingyue's lower abdomen, and Mingyue's tongue unconsciously moistened

her luscious lips. A pair of delicate hands gripped the man's hair like claws, forcefully shoving his

head into her genitals as if it were a penis.
After a while, they seemed to tire of the game and stood up. Liu Dongxian

broke off a banana from the dressing table and peeled it. I thought he was hungry and wanted some fruit. But I saw him pick up a bottle from

the table , pour out a liquid, and smear it on the banana, the excess on Mingyue's already raised

anus.
I saw Liu Dongxian first poke Mingyue's anus with his finger, then carefully

squeeze the peeled banana little by little between her thighs. In the end, about five inches of banana were completely inserted into her anus. You can play with

anus like this? These two seniors are really avant-garde.
Then, Liu Dongxian thrust his penis into the beautiful woman's body, grabbed Mingyue's hand, and did a "doggy style" position.
The two were panting and thrusting. I thought there was nothing more to see and was about to turn around and leave, but I didn't expect that only 5 minutes later...

Around 10:00 AM, Liu Dongxian's body went limp against Mingyue's back.
Mingyue was furious, turned around, and slapped the man across the face. "You filthy dog! Is your dick made of mud? Why

can't you even lift a wall? You're all show and no substance!" "I'm sorry, wife, how about I use my hand to

fix it for you?" Liu Dongxian looked guilty.
"Damn it! If you could use your hand, what would be the use of your dick?" Mingyue slapped his hand away. "Lie down!

You filthy dog! Open your mouth, I'm going to punish you!" Liu Dongxian obediently lay down on the floor, opening his mouth wide. I didn't

know how my mother-in-law was going to punish my father-in-law, so I couldn't help but be curious.
Mingyue saw Liu Dongxian lie down, then straddled his head and slowly squatted down. She forcefully

spread her buttocks, and in that instant of squatting down, I saw that my mother-in-law's anus was purplish-red, and there wasn't a single hair on her genitals

. I guessed she had shaved it off, I secretly guessed.
I thought she would sit on Liu Dongxian's head, but instead, she raised her buttocks,

about . Mingyue lowered her head, as if to confirm her position.
Then I saw her exert a slight effort, as if she were about to defecate, and the banana that had been buried inside her

was expelled inch by inch, bringing out a small ring of anal sinuses. She commanded, "Eat it!" I was shocked! This normally

loving couple was doing this to her husband. This wasn't a sexual game; it was blatant humiliation!
I saw the poor man on the ground, mouth agape, swallowing piece by piece. Although it was a banana,

what came out of his anus seemed still warm, like... something...
My stomach churned, and I fled upstairs.
Now, I couldn't sleep at all. What kind of couple was this? Publicly, the man was superior to the woman; privately, the woman was superior

to the man. They were loving in public, but promiscuous in private. How could such a couple raise such excellent and lovely

twins ?
Perhaps everyone has a dark side. As long as this darkness doesn't affect outsiders, it's not a big deal.
I kept what I saw and heard today deep in my heart, trying my best to pull my parents-in-law back from the lowly ground

to the sky they look up to. They are your elders, you can't look down on them. They have their own privacy, you don't

need to care too much. You just need to know that they are your wife's parents, and you need to be filial to them.
I gave myself these mental suggestions, and then slowly fell asleep.
The next day, my father-in-law went to work early, as if he was rushing to finish work at the end of the year. No wonder he got up early every day.
I walked into the bathroom on the second floor in a daze. The bathroom on the second floor wasn't as big as the one downstairs

. My sister Mengchan and I were washing up there.
Mengchan was inside, and she seemed to be brushing her teeth. I saw that she also looked dazed, her hair was messy, and

her pajamas had accidentally been lifted up, revealing a patch of white breast flesh that dazzled my eyes.
I pounced on her like a hungry wolf, staring intently at that snow-white, smooth skin, cool and crystal clear like jade.

I stuck out my long tongue and licked it.
"Brother Daren, how can you be so indiscriminate? We haven't even brushed our teeth or washed our faces yet!" Mengchan

gently covered her chest with her delicate hand, preventing me from succeeding.
"Girl, did your period leave today?" I looked up and asked.
"Period? Who came to the house?" Mengchan looked puzzled.
"Period is your period!" I rolled my eyes.
"Uh, my period just started yesterday, it usually lasts for 4 days." Mengchan suddenly realized, but what she said

made me feel like a wilted eggplant, and I lowered my head helplessly.
My poor little brother, you still have 3 days before you can have meat. I suddenly remembered that Mengchan's little mouth has not been

explored by me yet!
I stared at Little Red Riding Hood in front of me like a big bad wolf, "Girl, tell me, can you bear to make me wait so long

?" I grabbed her hand and placed it on my erect penis.
"Brother Daren, how about I use my hand to help you?" Mengchan couldn't bear to see my hard lower body.
"Girl, you haven't tried sucking my dick yet? Why don't you try it?" I tempted her.
"It's so dirty down there, I don't want to!" Mengchan pouted in disgust.
I felt a lump in my throat, a bit annoyed. I've already kissed your anus, and you still complain about your husband's dick being dirty! Su Xunmei

used to be happy to serve me, but my real wife is complaining. My face immediately fell.

"Take it or leave it." I turned to walk away.
Mengchan probably hadn't seen me treat her so coldly before, and panicked. "Husband, I... I'll try,

I'll try, I'll try!" Mengchan hurriedly changed her mind.
"No, if you're so unwilling, I think you should forget it!" I was still unhappy.

It's only natural for my wife to give me oral sex; in my mind, it's a pleasure between husband and wife, just like intercourse. Being rejected by her

felt like being rejected for intercourse for no reason.
Mengchan hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down, hugged my thigh, and shakily pulled out my penis, then took it

into her mouth. Tears were already streaming down her face, wetting my penis. Having never performed oral sex before, she was

clumsy, only knowing to put my penis in her mouth. Because of her grief and crying, my penis was pushed too far into her mouth,

making it difficult , and she choked, causing her tears to flow even more rapidly, even her nostrils snot.
My heart softened instantly.
"Girl, don't be like this, it's my fault, I shouldn't have said that to you." I gently pushed her head away, took

a towel, and wiped away her tears and snot.
"Waaah... Husband, in the future... in the future, please don't treat me like this, okay? If I do something wrong, you can hit me, scold

me, please don't ignore me!" Mengchan's tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Okay, I won't do it again, it's my fault, wife, don't be sad, don't be upset! I was wrong just now." I

lovingly cupped her head and kissed her deeply.
The tears were warm and bitter. Tears streamed down her lips, and I tasted love—a fragile heart,

a deep and passionate love.
We kissed passionately when Mengjuan's voice came from outside the bathroom door. "Sister, are you done yet

?" I tried to let go of Mengchan, but she gripped my neck tightly, her lips pressed against mine, as if afraid of

losing me, trying to slip into my mouth, as if wanting to become one with me.
The knocking on the door continued, and the passion inside remained undiminished. Finally, the knocking stopped, as if

they had discovered something. But the two inside remained burning with passion, their love transcending worldly concerns.
Our lips parted, and I gently wiped away the remaining tear stains. I hugged her, repeatedly whispering apologies.
Mengchan stubbornly took my penis into her mouth again. This time, there was no disgust on her face,

only deep love for me. She used both her hands and mouth, trying her best to swallow and spit, but no matter what I did, I couldn't ejaculate, making

her almost cry again.
I quickly thought of something exciting, thinking of my in-laws' lewd behavior last night, and it seemed to be getting better and

better. At this moment, I imagined the woman beneath me as my mother-in-law, Mingyue, a noble queen sucking my penis,

my thick glans appearing and disappearing in her mouth. Mengchan's bright and pure eyes had transformed into her mother's seductive eyes,

like a fox spirit's eyes, no, like a spider spirit's eyes! My God, it's so exciting, I'm flying, I'm flying.
My vaginal fluids kept shooting into Mengchan's mouth, and she quickly spat out my penis, but the semen still spurted

onto her pure and flawless face.
"Ah!" I cried out from the depths of my soul, a wicked pleasure,

a wicked spiritual impact, as deep and piercing as if it were gnawing at my bones.
"So much, husband, you suffered yesterday." Mengchan scraped the semen into her mouth with her hand, then

swallowed it with difficulty.
Seeing her deliberately trying to please me, I felt a pang of pain in my heart. I blamed myself for being too selfish, for being too narrow-minded.

I quickly wiped the liquid off her face with a towel; I couldn't bear to see my wife debase herself like this to please me.
After cleaning her face, looking at her luscious lips, I kissed her deeply again. I knew she had just eaten

my semen, and although I felt a little disgusted by my own, I wanted to use this method to tell her that I cared about her

, that I wasn't even afraid of my own semen.
I squeezed out some toothpaste, and I used my toothbrush to brush her teeth, while she used hers to brush mine; we sweetly

served each other, our beloved.
I opened the bathroom door, and Mengjuan rushed in unexpectedly. That girl, she was eavesdropping! I helped her up and made

her stand up straight.
Mengjuan blushed and explained that her toothbrush and towel were in the bathroom; she wanted to come in

to brush her teeth and wash her face, and just happened to see us open the door.
Mengchan and I smiled and said, "Go ahead and use it." Perhaps Mengchan's good mood at that moment had made her forget her jealousy.

Normally, she would even secretly feel jealous if I joked with Mengjuan.
The wedding day finally arrived, and it felt like a second wedding.
My parents-in-law had their company employees help out. The male employees acted as waiters, elegantly carrying plates and

handing glasses of red wine to the guests. The female employees acted as hostesses, standing gracefully in two rows.

Guests walking down the aisle couldn't help but turn around to look at them, mainly because they were dressed rather lightly—

a rare sight in winter.
Only my parents from my hometown came; they had already been arranged for the inner room. My parents-in-law and I greeted the guests at the door.

Their relatives and friends, and my classmates and friends, some walked, some drove. It seems everyone

is doing quite differently.
My best man was Zheng Xianyu, and his girlfriend, Li Suyin, was the bridesmaid. These two were dressed

more handsomely and beautifully than the bride and groom. "You little rascals, are you trying to steal the show?" I punched his

shoulder , and he grinned.
Originally, my in-laws wanted Mengjuan to be the bride's bridesmaid, but my wife objected, so the voluptuous

Li Suyin became the bridesmaid instead.
I noticed Mengjuan was a little unhappy and secretly comforted her, "That's just how your sister is, she gets jealous easily,

don't take to heart!" Mengjuan sweetly called me "Daren-ge," and I ruffled her hair,

which dispelled the gloom on her face. To the strains of the Wedding March, Mengchan, wearing her pure white wedding dress, walked down the red carpet to my side
, arm in arm with her father . 　　My father-in-law placed Mengchan's hand in mine, then gripped both our hands tightly, as if entrusting us with something very important. A moment later, he stood to the side. 　　I took Mengchan's hand and stood on the platform. My parents and in-laws below looked at us with the satisfaction of having accomplished something important. 　　Mengchan and I stood before the elderly priest, who, holding the Bible, spoke at length about Jesus, then asked the same question: "Groom, do you take this woman, Liu Mengchan, to be your wife?" 　　I looked into Mengchan's eyes and said tenderly, "Yes, I do!" The priest continued, "Whether she is rich or poor, healthy or unhealthy, do you promise to stay with her forever ?" I said, "Yes, I do." The priest turned to Mengchan, who repeated my words. 　　Finally, the priest said: "Very well, in the name of the Holy Spirit, the Father, and the Son, I proclaim: the bride and groom are husband and wife. Now, the groom may kiss the bride!" "Mengchan looked at me shyly, her face full of happiness and anticipation. At that moment , she was the most beautiful person in the world. After we exchanged rings, I gently cupped her head in my hands, ready to love only this one person for life. The flower of love finally bloomed, and two lips, two people, two hearts drew closer. 　　A passionate kiss was captured by a flash, and this moment became eternal. 　　When we faced the audience, I saw a familiar face. 　　Two years had passed, and she looked much more haggard, but her breasts were fuller than before, a full 36F." Her breasts were swollen and bulging, as if they were about to burst from her clothes. I even doubted whether her delicate body could support such large breasts. 　　Had her breasts grown even larger? Was it from that man's care? A sharp pain shot through my heart. Such a beautiful woman! 　　Tears blurred her vision, and then, finally, large tears overflowed from her brimming eyes , falling like pearls onto her large breasts. 　　She didn't wipe them away, letting the liquid soak her clothes. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, her hands clutching her chest, as if enduring immense sorrow. 　　She opened her mouth, as if to cry out. Many people around her had noticed her, looking at her strangely. Some even went over to ask her what was wrong, but she ignored them. 　　She was about to shout, about to shout! At that moment, my heart ached, as if it were about to fly away , but I was also worried that she would ruin the wedding. 　　She seemed to be struggling to breathe, her mouth wide open, her tearful eyes gazing at me with deep affection.

Finally, she coughed up a mouthful of blood!
I slapped my wife's hand away and rushed forward with all my might. I grabbed

her unconscious body from someone else's arms, held her voluptuous figure, and ran outside!
Behind me was chaos; they were probably calling out—maybe my wife Mengchan, maybe my parents,

maybe someone else. I couldn't hear anything anymore; my only thought was to save my loved ones. I was single-minded!
(To be continued)

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