Huang Rong, the beloved wife, falls in love with a handsome young man from another world (Part 2)

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[Chapter Eleven] Two days passed, and Ping'er remained unconscious. My beloved wife spent the entire time weeping, often muttering to herself. If it weren't for Ping'er, she would likely be dead by now.
Meanwhile, I, carrying Rong'er, secretly perused the manual on dual cultivation, my heart pounding with fear.
The book described ten levels of dual
cultivation, each requiring forty-nine hours of practice, during which the male and female practitioners could not be separated for even a moment.
Furthermore, the woman had to consume the man's bodily fluids daily.
Most importantly, both partners had to be of one mind; otherwise, there was a risk of demonic possession.
I imagined my wife and Ping'er practicing this dual cultivation, her body needing to accommodate Ping'er's enormous member for forty-nine hours, and consuming his bodily fluids. My small penis involuntarily became erect.
These bodily fluids could be saliva, sweat, or semen.
But things have come to this, and I have no other choice. I only hope that even if my beloved wife falls in love with Ping'er, she won't forget the sacrifices and contributions I've made.
I went to Ping'er's room, handed her the Dual Cultivation Technique, and mentioned what the Golden Wheel Monk had said. After reading it, my wife blushed and asked, "Brother Jing, are you really willing for Rong'er and Ping'er to cultivate this Dual Cultivation Technique?"
My heart ached, and I said to my wife, "Even if I'm a thousand times unwilling, do you expect me to just watch you die?"
Rong'er was silent for a long time, seemingly having made up her mind, and said, "Brother Jing, Ping'er is still unconscious. This matter is urgent. I want to start cultivating as soon as possible... that... Dual Cultivation Technique..." I nodded slightly and forced a smile, "Rong'er, I will always love you!"
Rong'er said, "This Dual Cultivation Technique mentions that during the first stage of cultivation, a person with abundant internal energy must help the dual cultivators to circulate their true energy. "
I nodded and said, "I understand. Then let's not delay and start cultivating as soon as possible."
Rong'er, her face flushed with shyness, removed Ping'er's and her own clothes, revealing Ping'er's strong, young body. It must be said, Ping'er's appearance was incredibly alluring to women; his physique was strong yet without excess fat, his skin fair
yet without any hint of artificiality. Rong'er's body, of course, was even more exquisite; time seemed to have left no trace on my beloved wife's body. Her breasts stood proudly erect, and her lower body was covered in lush pubic hair. I casually glanced at my wife's genitals, and as I expected, her vaginal fluids were slowly flowing down her thighs. I wondered if it was due to the aphrodisiac effects of Ping'er's semen, or if Rong'er herself simply craved the body of a young and strong man?
Rong'er shyly stroked Ping'er's penis with her delicate hand, not daring to look at me, and whispered, "Brother Jing, you must also remove your clothes."
I took off my clothes, and my wife, while stroking Ping'er's enormous penis, gazed at my tiny, childlike member, creating an incredibly bizarre and lewd scene.
Although Ping'er was still unconscious, his enormous penis, after being stroked by my wife, was as hard as iron. My wife said shyly, "Brother Jing, let's begin."
I nodded. Perhaps because my wife and Ping'er had already been intimate, my wife's actions seemed to lack hesitation. On the contrary, my presence made Rong'er feel uncomfortable. After all, it was natural for Rong'er to feel uneasy doing this with another man in front of her beloved husband.
My wife adjusted her position and sat on Ping'er. I watched as Ping'er's enormous penis was swallowed inch by inch by my wife's lower body. Although my wife's lower body was already very wet, Rong'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly upon entry, her expression a mixture of pleasure and pain, her mouth forming an "O" shape as she gasped a few times. Perhaps to be considerate of my feelings, my wife restrained herself from making any noise. Even so, when Ping'er's penis was fully inside her, I still heard a suppressed, almost inaudible moan from her throat.
Just then, my small penis became fully erect, and Rong'er turned her head, her gaze falling on my long-dormant penis, her expression extremely strange.
I couldn't discern the meaning of that expression—was it sadness? Surprise? Confusion? Angry? Or perhaps contempt? Mockery? Disappointment?
I remained silent, spreading my arms wide, palms pressed against the backs of my beloved wife and Ping'er, continuously channeling my profound inner strength into them.
[Chapter Twelve] 2019-02-09… My head was throbbing… Where… am I? What happened to me… Hmm… I remember now, just now, my internal energy was disordered, my blood rushed to my head, I probably fainted… Rong'er… Rong'er… Ah… Ah… Ah… Was that Rong'er's screaming moans…?
*Slap… Slap… Slap* The sound of rapid, crisp flesh colliding… I no longer had the courage to open my eyes, resigned to my fate, my eyes tightly shut, my whole body seemingly drained of strength, my brain in utter chaos, making me feel as if my thoughts had detached from my body, creating the illusion of floating in the air.
But, but… what I heard was…
my beloved wife's wanton, almost uncontrollable, near-hysterical moans and screams, something I hadn't heard in over a decade.
The bed creaked under the weight, the sounds of flesh colliding at high speed, the squelching of fluids between tight bodies, mingled with Ping'er's wild roars… How long have I been unconscious?
Have my beloved wife and Ping'er been doing this the whole time?
How many orgasms has my wife had?
How much thick semen has Ping'er poured into my wife's womb?
A tear silently streamed down my face… What should I do?
What can I do?
Did I… do something wrong?
Or is all of this just a cruel joke and mockery from fate?
Is it going to tear apart the most precious thing in my life… and slowly destroy it before my eyes… Is this
still the same cunning and adorable little beggar girl I first met, disguised as a boy, with a gold ring in her hair and a white dress as pure as a snow fairy? Is this the wife I've shared countless loves, hates, and life-and-death experiences with for over a decade?
I don't know how much time passed, but I lay there, completely naked, all my strength drained, limp on the ground, letting two streams of tears wet my cheeks.
With my wife's high-pitched scream mixed with Ping'er's roar, it was undeniable that my wife and Ping'er had reached their climax again.
A brief respite... "Hmm..." Rong'er's voice suggested that my wife had slowly come to her senses from the frenzy of passion. "Sister Rong, didn't I already tell you that after Uncle Guo's internal energy went astray, after I healed him, I also pressed his sleeping acupoint." "You're so naughty!..." My wife's shy voice.
"If Uncle Guo hadn't fallen asleep, how could Sister Rong and Ping'er have enjoyed this blissful moment together?"

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