【I am the Silver Beast】(7)

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Author: tigerlwq Word Count: 10886 :threbd-9010592-1-1.

I haven't been online for half a year due to work. I'll continue writing what I didn't finish before when I have time.
Chapter
Seven Three days later,
I was sitting in front of the computer, bored, looking at some economic data published online, when the doorbell rang. I was home alone. My mother must have forgotten her keys. I quickly went to the door, opened it, and was surprised to find Liu Yan knocking. What was she doing here?
Liu Yan was wearing a red business suit, her makeup was a bit smudged, and she looked travel-worn. She was pulling a small suitcase, so she must have just returned from out of town. Before I could say anything, Liu Yan dropped her luggage and gave me an unusually affectionate hug. "My darling, I missed you so much! I just got off the plane and came straight here!" "I haven't even gone home." I let her hug me with my arms hanging down, and asked, "Sister, what's wrong? Is the business all finished?" "Not yet, it's almost done. I had my assistant handle the last few things. I just missed you. Ever since I saw you online that day, I've felt empty inside. I didn't even want to discuss the business. So, as soon as we finalized the plan, I took the fastest flight back. Honey, I missed you so much." I led Liu Yan into the house, poured her a glass of water, and sat down next to her. She couldn't wait any longer and clung to me. I gently... I pushed her away and said, "Sis, what's the rush? Rest for a bit, wash your face, there's plenty of time. Let me give you a good time later." Liu Yan has pretty features, and after the "moisturizing" I gave her earlier, her slight puffiness has lessened, and her skin has become much smoother. With a little makeup, she looks no more than thirty-one or thirty-two, even though she's in her early forties. She looks much younger, quite a beauty. She must have been very pretty when she was younger, only her figure has changed a little, but that's not a big deal. As long as I "moisturize" her a few more times, she can completely change. It's quite an accomplishment to transform a middle-aged woman in her forties into a great beauty.
By this time, Liu Yan had finished washing up and couldn't wait to cling to me. She first gave me a deep kiss on the cheek and said, "Baby, let's go to the room." "No need, let's stay here. The sofa is spacious, and no one's home, so what's there to be afraid of?" Actually, I was a little mischievous. Judging by the time, my mother and the others should be back soon. If they caught Liu Yan and me doing "that," guess what kind of expression Liu Yan would have? Hehe, just thinking about it made me a little excited.
From the moment Liu Yan walked in, she was burning with desire. She didn't care where we did it, as long as I could help her quench her thirst. She reached out and started tearing at my clothes, but I stopped her. "Sis, you're tired today. Take a rest. Let your little brother give you a full service. Don't worry about anything, just enjoy it." I first helped her take off all her clothes, leaving her only in a pair of black panties. Then I had her lie face down on the sofa and started massaging Liu Yan with a rather clumsy technique. Why clumsy? Because I learned this technique online a couple of days ago, originally intending to use it on my two mothers. Now it's been given to this slut Liu Yan. Oh well, consider it practice.
As soon as my hands touched Liu Yan's shoulders, I could clearly feel her body trembling involuntarily. It wasn't out of fear, but out of excitement. I figured I didn't need to do anything; just touching her would be enough to bring her to orgasm.
Liu Yan pleaded, "Good little brother, hurry up and put it in. Stop massaging, I can't take it anymore." I didn't care about her. It's not easy to get someone to practice on me, so I had to finish this massage first. So I continued with my hands, from her head, shoulders, waist, hips, legs, calves, and feet. After finishing, I had her turn over, then moved on to my hands and chest. When I pressed her chest, I saw that Liu Yan's nipples were already hard and purple, even the pores on her nipples were bulging. Her little hole below was even more incredible; a large patch on the sofa was already soaked. What a pity for my sofa cover, I had just changed it this morning.
Seeing that Liu Yan was already overflowing with desire, I sped up. The massage, which was supposed to last thirty minutes, I rushed through in ten minutes. Finally, when my hands touched the inside of her thighs, she had reached her peak of excitement. Her legs were tightly clamped around my hands, and her whole body was twisting back and forth. I tried to pull my hands out, but I couldn't. I wonder if this counts as rape?
In just ten minutes of massage, Liu Yan had already reached her first orgasm. Based on past experience, let alone a few gentle touches, even under the assault of my penis, she wouldn't be satisfied in less than twenty minutes. You can imagine how thirsty she was today. If I didn't satisfy her today, I estimate that in two or three days, just looking at her might be enough to bring her to orgasm. Hehehehe...
The lustful fluid from Liu Yan's little hole sprayed all over my hand. I told her to lie down and go to the bathroom to clean up, and also to let her catch her breath.
Emerging from the restroom, Liu Yan was already looking at me with glazed eyes, completely drunk. I walked over, gently lifted her head, and kissed her deeply. It was a long kiss, lasting a full half minute without breaking apart. Our tongues explored every part of each other's mouths. Of course, my hands were free, gently caressing every inch of her skin. In that instant, Liu Yan became aroused again, moaning softly. Her long, slender legs tightly gripped one of my legs, refusing to let go, yet still feeling unsatisfied. So she began to reach out and grope for my penis. My penis was large, and she easily captured it, holding on as if she had discovered the most precious treasure of the century.
Seeing that the time was right, I got into position and thrust my thick penis into that alluring cave. The foreplay made a difference; it didn't take much effort at all. With a "whoosh," my precious thing was swallowed by Liu Yan.
What followed was hardly worth describing; everyone was skilled and coordinated seamlessly.
The scene of intercourse was exceptionally spectacular, with moans, sounds of flesh colliding, friction, and the flow of fluids blending into a beautiful symphony. Who said that a gentle, subtle influence is best left unseen? In my opinion, the more subtle the influence, the more magnificent the symphony it creates.
After about twenty minutes of frenzied activity, just as Liu Yan was reaching her peak, the door opened, and my two mothers entered. I had noticed them the moment they stepped through the door, so it wasn't surprising at all. Liu Yan, however, was completely absorbed in her ecstasy and didn't notice the two extra people in the room. I thought to myself, "You little slut, let's see how you handle this." Hehe, imagining her expression, I couldn't help but feel a little excited.
The mothers, seeing this scene, were only slightly taken aback before going about their business. To be honest, they had seen this kind of thing quite often, but usually it was in the clinic; this was the first time at home, so they were a little surprised.
My mother smiled at me, took the groceries she bought to the kitchen, and my godmother, who doesn't usually cook, turned on the TV and plopped down on the sofa, her buttocks right next to Liu Yan's head.
This really startled Liu Yan. She snapped out of her daze and, finding a beautiful woman in the room,
exclaimed "Oh my!" Instinctively, she reached for her clothes to cover herself, but they were nowhere to be found; I had long since thrown them away. Unable to find her clothes, she hurriedly tried to cover her large breasts with her hands while simultaneously trying to push me away, but with only two hands, she didn't know what she was doing. The expression on her face was incredibly complex, a mixture of surprise, shame, helplessness, and a hint of satisfaction. Such a rich array of expressions appearing on one person's face at the same time—even an Oscar-winning actress couldn't pull it off.
Afraid of going too far, I quickly said, "Sister, it's okay, this is my godmother. She's seen plenty of people like this. Mom sees them all the time at the clinic. Don't be afraid." My godmother chimed in, "Keep going, don't be afraid. She's seen it all before. Don't worry about me, just keep going, hehehehe..." Liu Yan probably thought about it and agreed, so she continued to lie down and enjoy my thrusts, but the wanton moans were gone. She kept her lips tightly closed, not daring to make a sound. But when I made my final thrust, her body betrayed her. A low moan naturally escaped her throat, her eyes were tightly closed, and her hands gripped my waist tightly, looking every bit like a wronged little wife.
The battle finally ended. Liu Yan, exhausted, pushed me away with all her might, picked up the clothes lying nearby, and rushed into the bathroom without a word.
Seeing this, my godmother laughed and scolded me, "You did this on purpose, didn't you? Look what you've done to her." I chuckled stupidly twice and didn't say anything.
Mom then poked her head out from the kitchen and said, "That kid deserves a beating! Look how embarrassed he is, he probably won't dare to come to our house again." "You don't object to me bringing people home?" "What's wrong with that? We've all been through this, the more the merrier." The two mothers said in unison.
After a while, Liu Yan came out furtively, not daring to say a word. She gave me a wink and prepared to leave with her luggage. I quickly stopped her, pulled her into my arms, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, silly girl, we're all family. My two mothers will accept you. Don't go, stay and have a meal." Liu Yan was even more surprised when she heard me say this. "Two mothers? Isn't there only your godmother?" I pointed to the kitchen. "There's another one, that's my biological mother." Liu Yan is indeed a businesswoman. She has met all kinds of people and seen a lot of the world. Moreover, she has lived for over forty years and is completely different from those young girls. She just couldn't accept it at first. Now, she has probably calmed down in the bathroom and is gradually becoming bolder. She took the initiative to reach out her hand to her godmother, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know how to address her. Should she call her "Mom"? Her godmother was younger than her. Should she call her "sister"? She had just slept with someone else's son in front of her. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.
My godmother knew how to handle things. She took the initiative to ease the tension, grasped Liu Yan's outstretched hand, and said, "Little sister, you're so pretty. You must be under thirty, right?" "No way, I'm forty-three. I don't look like you at all. You're so beautiful, you look like a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old girl." "Hehehe, please excuse me, sister. I'm thirty-eight, not much younger than you. Unlike Xiao Shou's mother, who's only thirty-six this year, and she's even more stunning, more beautiful than the stars on TV." At this moment, my mother came out of the kitchen carrying two dishes. Seeing us talking about her, she said, "Stop talking. Let's talk after we eat. Come on, come on, come on, there are still two dishes left." Seeing how warmly our family was welcoming, Liu Yan stopped being coy and went to the kitchen to help my mother. Many hands make light work, and in less than two minutes, four dishes and a soup were laid out. The four of us sat down around the table.
"Ah, something seems to be missing, I'll go get it." Seeing everyone was there, I remembered there were many people today, and we were happy to have a drink, so I went to the kitchen to get some wine. I
opened a bottle of red wine, took out four glasses, and saw the three of them already laughing and joking. I laughed, "Hehe, looks like I don't need to introduce you anymore, you all know each other so quickly." I poured the wine, handed out glasses to them, and asked, "What are you all talking about, so happy?" They all smiled but didn't say anything. Later, I learned that Liu Yan already knew about my illicit affair with my two mothers. In Liu Yan's view, it wasn't a big deal; everyone had already been honest with each other, so what was there to hide? In fact, being open about it had even taken our relationship to the next level.
The meal was incredibly harmonious, filled with laughter and conversation. We even discussed doing another group sex scene after dinner, but Liu Yan said she was already too full and could only be a spectator.
After dinner, we didn't even bother to clean up the dishes; we all rushed to the large bed in the room for our post-dinner "post-meal digestion exercise."
Finally, exhausted, Liu Yan couldn't resist joining in, and the room instantly became filled with a spring-like, decadent atmosphere.
That night, the four of us slept together. The next morning, Mom gave Liu Yan a set of keys, telling her to treat this place as her own home and come anytime. Holding the cold keys in her hand, Liu Yan felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and her eyes even glistened with tears.
The three of us were a little surprised. It couldn't be that serious; it was just a set of keys. Later, we learned that Liu Yan hadn't received any warmth in that so-called home. Her husband, the man she constantly beat and verbally abused, had raped their own five-year-old daughter more than ten years ago. Since then, that home had never been a home again. Liu Yan sent her only daughter back to the countryside, and if it weren't for a sliver of affection she still had for her husband, she would have divorced him long ago. Her own family wasn't much better off. A few years ago, while she was working hard to earn money, her two brothers conspired with others to swindle her out of all her assets, even her only house. Liu Yan was filled with hatred, but what could she do? After all, they were her closest relatives.
Liu Yan persevered and started over. Over the years, her business began to improve. She's been through so much alone, facing countless hardships, that she looks like a woman in her late thirties or early fifties despite being only in her early forties. It's truly remarkable for such a frail woman.
Fortunately, she met me, who helped her rebuild her life and restore her former vitality.
As Liu Yan spoke, she became increasingly distressed. We quickly comforted her, saying, "From now on, this is your home, and we are your closest family." Liu Yan wiped away her tears and said, "Yes, this is my home, and you are my family. It's so good to have a home." I said, "Now we're all family, one mom and one godmother. Calling you 'sister' seems a bit...or how about 'auntie'? Calling you 'auntie' sounds too old, haha."
"Okay, I'm so happy today. Not only did we gain a nephew, but we also got two such beautiful little sisters for free!" The godmother was unhappy. "What? What do you mean 'got them for free'? So we were practically adopted? Hehehe, I'll tear your stinky mouth apart!" After saying that, the three of them started laughing and joking around again.
The titles were finally settled: Liu Yan was the eldest, the eldest sister, and Mom was the youngest sister.
A few days later, Liu Yan moved in with us, but we only had two rooms. I slept in one, and the two mothers slept in the other—not enough room! So, our most authoritative godmother spoke up, "We'll take turns. On Monday, the eldest sister and Xiao Shou will share a bed; on Tuesday and Thursday, it's my turn; and on Friday and Saturday, it's the youngest sister. No objections?" "What about Sunday?"
the three of us asked simultaneously.
"Sunday, all four of us will sleep together. Okay? Absolutely fair." "What's fair? Did you even ask my opinion?" I muttered.
"You little rascal, you're not doing this for free? You have objections now? In this house, Xiao Shou can only offer suggestions, not opinions. Does everyone agree?" our godmother said with a wicked grin.
Unsurprisingly, both suggestions passed with three votes in favor. Where are our human rights?! Especially the latter—what does "no opinions allowed" even mean?! But there was nothing I could do. With the help of six pink fists, the Taicheng Agreement was ultimately passed unanimously with four votes. This was the first unequal treaty I'd signed in my own home—a complete humiliation!
Everyone knew this was just a temporary measure, so buying a new house was put on the agenda.
Liu Yan said the house could be bought, but she would pay for it, and the house would be registered in all four of our names—it would be our shared property. I immediately objected. I could listen to them on small matters, but I was uncompromising on important ones. No kidding, living off women isn't my style. It's just money, right? As long as the stock market exists, I can definitely earn ten million in less than six months using my current funds. Buying a regular villa then will be a piece of cake.
Seeing that she couldn't argue with me, Liu Yan had no choice but to give up. However, she made a deal with me: I only had six months. If I couldn't raise the money for a house after six months, she would have to pay for it herself
. After the meeting, they were all busy with their own things. Liu Yan had a business deal to discuss, my godmother went to driving school, and judging by the time, she would get her license in another two weeks. I thought I would surprise her then. My mother went to her small food stall as usual. Actually, the stall didn't make any money; I only let her keep it running because I was afraid she would be bored. But I'm about to start school, and I might be away from home often. I was worried about her having an accident, so I considered closing it down.
After they left, I sat down quietly and thought about things, calculating my gains and losses recently.
First, I still had about four million in my account. The market has been good lately, and I estimate that after selling my stocks in a few days, my assets will reach over five million. My godmother's driver's license should be ready in about a week. I'll spend one million to buy two cars, one for my godmother and the other for later.
Also, since Mom's small shop closed, she'll be learning to drive, and this other car is for her.
Liu Yan has her own business, so there's not much of a problem for now. We'll leave it at that for now. Once Mom gets her driver's license, they can both work with Liu Yan for a while to familiarize themselves with the ins and outs of business.
As for funds, we'll definitely have over 20 million in six months, and if things go well, it might even be more. We'll use 10 million to buy a villa; that should be enough. If it's not enough, we'll figure something out. Anyway, we still have six months; who knows how things will develop?
School starts in half a month. I think I'll live at school and only go home once a week. After all, I still have a lot to learn, and the school library will be my main focus.
Regarding work, Mrs. Sun promised. Although there's no word yet, she doesn't seem like someone who goes back on her word, so it should be soon. The main thing is to see what kind of job she helps me find, preferably one that only requires evening work, since I have to go to school during the day.
Finally, regarding the energy absorbed, I now have over 30,000 points. Given my current physical condition, I won't need further modifications in the short term. Originally, I planned to modify my combat skills, but it seems Earth is a relatively safe place, and I'm capable of protecting myself now.
As expected, five days later, Madam Sun fulfilled her promise and arranged for me to be a deputy department manager in a small company, but I refused. I had absolutely no interest in so-called office politics. Finally, at my insistence, she arranged for me to work as a bartender in one of her nightclubs.
This job is the most suitable for me at this stage. Firstly, it's evening work, so it won't interfere with my studies; secondly, I can meet all sorts of people here, which will greatly help increase my social experience. I'm quite satisfied with this job.
Of course, people arranged by the big boss do receive some special treatment: I receive a fixed monthly salary, but there's no requirement for me to work every day. Even if I don't work for a month, no one can stop me, not even the general manager.
I must say, Mrs. Sun's move was brilliant. Although I knew she definitely had an ulterior motive, I still appreciated her gesture; she definitely profited from this investment.
That evening at seven o'clock, I found the nightclub called "Origin" at the address Mrs. Sun had provided. The manager, upon hearing that I had been introduced by Mrs. Sun, was incredibly enthusiastic, even telling me not to rush into work, but to come and relax for a few days to familiarize myself with the place, with all expenses covered. I refused, insisting that I could start working immediately. At my insistence, the manager, surnamed Lin, helped me collect my uniform, took me to the bar, and only left after settling me in.
The bar was very large, with over thirty staff members, including more than ten bartenders. The bartender was called Ah Feng, a young man in his late twenties, somewhat handsome, with long hair, and dressed like a Korean celebrity.
Because Manager Lin must have given prior notice, his previously stern face immediately transformed into a harmless smile when he saw me approaching. He said, "Brother Shou, there's not much to do here. Basically, there aren't many people sitting at the bar; everyone's in the rooms. It's mainly about taking the drinks to the rooms according to the orders, and mixing a few drinks for those with special requests. It's not a lot of work." I'd never been to a nightclub before; I was a complete country bumpkin. Ah Feng didn't assign me anything, telling me to do as I pleased. Since I had nothing to do, I found a corner to sit in, quietly watching others work, not saying a word, acting as if I were the boss.
I sat there for most of the night. One person in particular caught my attention. His name was Chen Yiping, everyone called him "Bottle." He was the youngest waiter here, not only young but also thin, clearly the result of years of malnutrition. Although he was handsome, he was short and always hunched over, bowing and scraping to everyone, which made him seem rather sleazy than attractive. He did almost all the heavy and tiring work by himself, but no one ever gave him a kind look; some even physically assaulted him because they didn't like him. I don't know how he survived the whole night. It wasn't
until almost the end of the workday that he had time to come over and say hello, just to get acquainted with me. We chatted briefly before leaving. This guy, "Bottle," piqued my interest greatly.
These days, young people are all incredibly arrogant. They won't work if the pay is low, if the work is too hard, or if they're in a bad mood; they're ready to quit anytime.
Earning only two or three thousand yuan a month, yet still working so hard without complaint, and enduring being bullied without fighting back or arguing—there must be a story behind it.
The next evening, I arrived at the nightclub early. It wasn't even 8 PM yet, and the nightclub wasn't officially open. Only a few waiters were doing some preparation work; I didn't recognize most of them, except for "Pingzi." He looked like he'd been working there for a while.
I went up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and greeted him, asking, "Pingzi, you're here so early? Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Oh! It's Brother Shou. No need, just sit down. I've almost finished." I figured there shouldn't be anything else, so I went to the bar. There weren't many people at the bar; only a young man in his twenties was chatting with a waitress. When they saw me approaching, they immediately shut up. They probably thought I was sent by the boss to supervise.
This won't do. If they all treat me like a leader, how can they understand the situation here? So, I smiled kindly at them and said, "Hello, I'm new here, my name is Ding Changshou, you can just call me Xiao Shou."
"Oh, it's Brother Shou, my name is Fang Ming." "Hello Brother Shou, just call me Xiao Mei." "What Brother Shou? I'm just an employee too." Although I said that, I didn't care what they called me. It felt good to be called "brother."
Fang Ming was quite talkative, and soon the three of us were quite familiar with each other. We also had a basic understanding of this new workplace. I also learned from them that "Bottle" had only been here for two months. Because of his young age, the manager originally didn't want to hire him. But I don't know what got into him, he knelt at the door for more than half an hour, attracting a crowd of onlookers. The manager finally couldn't withstand the pressure and hired him to do odd jobs here for the lowest wage, and he wasn't even a contracted temporary worker. But you can't blame Manager Lin for that, employing child labor is illegal.
That's all the two of them knew. Nobody really knew what "Bottle" did before he came in. "Why does it seem like everyone is bullying him? Did he offend someone?" I asked.
Fang Ming and Xiao Mei exchanged a glance and shook their heads. Fang Ming whispered, "Sigh, that kid is actually quite pitiful. He's incredibly frugal, barely able to afford to eat his fill. At first, we all felt sorry for him and didn't let him do any heavy work. But... but then the bar boss, Brother Feng, had a relative who wanted to work there, but the manager said the position was already taken by Pingzi, so they wouldn't hire anyone. From then on, Pingzi's life became difficult. If any of us treated him well, we'd end up being the ones who suffered. Over time, it became a habit. Anyway, that kid is weak and never resists." Why is that? No, I have to find out.
After work, I didn't rush to leave. I waited for Chen Yiping to get off work and followed him at a distance. This kid wandered around the alleys for almost half an hour, getting darker and darker. The streetlights were all broken. This area was a notorious slum, the most backward area in the city, without a doubt. Sewage flowed everywhere.
After walking for a while, Chen Yiping turned into a very dark alley and came to a dilapidated wooden door. The door wasn't locked; it opened easily with a push. He went inside, leaving the door slightly ajar, and went inside. I slipped past and peeked through the crack in the door. I saw that there was a small courtyard, but the so-called "house" at the back of the courtyard was just a makeshift wooden shack with a dark, tarpaulin roof.
It's the 21st century now; I've only ever seen houses like this on television. Even in our rural area, you wouldn't find such dilapidated houses anymore. This dark, run-down wooden shack stood in stark contrast to the surrounding high-rise buildings.
I didn't follow him inside; with my hearing, I could easily hear anything coming from inside.
A faint, weak female voice said, "Yiping, you're back? Are you hungry? There's still some food warming in the pot, eat up. Uncle Zhao from next door brought it, I've already eaten." "Okay, Mom, you lie down. Are you feeling better today? Did you take the medicine I brought back yesterday?" "Yes, yes." After a while, she said again, "Alas, there's no hope for my illness, child, I feel so sorry for you, having to take care of such a useless person like me for seven or eight years. I'm the one who's dragging you down!" After she finished speaking, faint sobbing could be heard from inside the house.
"Mom, don't say that. If it weren't for you taking me in back then, I would have died in some stinking alley long ago. As long as you live, I will take care of you. I will work hard to earn money, lots and lots of money, to cure your illness, so you can live the best life and live in the biggest house." Hearing this, an indescribable feeling touched my heart. Chen Yiping was at most fourteen or fifteen years old. If he had been taking care of his mother for seven or eight years, then had he started when he was five or six? A scene involuntarily flashed into my mind: a seven or eight-year-old child, struggling to carry a huge bag of scrap metal to the recycling station, only to receive a pitiful few yuan in return—perhaps their only living expenses for the day. My vision blurred without me realizing it.
Quietly leaving this place that resembled a garbage dump, I slowly walked home, my mind in turmoil. I made a decision: I had to help them, but how to help was still a problem. Curing his mother's illness was definitely not a problem, but getting Chen Yiping to accept my treatment method seemed unlikely; they might even suspect my motives. Giving him money directly didn't seem practical either; it would only help them for a while, but wouldn't benefit his mother at all. Sigh, it's difficult, truly difficult.
I returned home with a heavy heart. Upon opening the door, I saw my three "treasures" (my mother and her children) naked and huddled together. But that wasn't the point. The point was that they weren't doing *that*, but rather, three people with tearful faces were huddled together, the one crying so hard it was heartbreaking.
"No way? They can cry like this watching a Japanese adult film? What kind of amazing show is this? I need to learn from them." Turning around, I realized they were watching a Korean drama. These Korean dramas are all about cancer and car accidents; it's really tragic. No wonder these middle-aged women are crying like this.
Tragic!? Aha! A brilliant idea struck me. Yeah, why didn't I think of that?
Sympathy, hehe, I'll use their sympathy to set up a trap for Chen Yiping.
I reached out and turned off the TV, immediately drawing angry curses from the three of them. I withstood the pressure, pulled up a chair, and sat opposite them. I explained Chen Yiping's situation and then told them my plan. Unsurprisingly, my plan was unanimously approved.
The next evening, I arrived at the nightclub early, just in time. Sure enough, Chen Yiping was the first one there, cleaning the bar and sweating profusely. Less than half an hour later, Manager Lin arrived. I went up to him and said, "Manager Lin, I have something to take care of at home and I need Pingzi's help. I'd like to ask for the night off, is that alright?" "Oh, it's Xiao Shou. You're here so early. You mean that kid?" He then pointed to a thin figure wiping the table at the bar. Seeing me nod, he said, "No problem, it's no big deal. Is one person enough? If not, I'll call a few more people over." "No need, he's enough. I think that kid is quite capable." "Alright, you guys go ahead. You don't need to come back today." He then called Chen Yiping over and said, "Pingzi, you're off tonight. Go with Brother Shou to take care of something. Don't mess it up, or you'll be in trouble when you get back." Chen Yiping nodded quickly, looking at me with a confused expression, but then seemed relieved that I didn't seem to have any ill intentions.
"Thank you, Manager Lin," I quickly thanked Manager Lin. Hehe, the yellow vest is really useful. I feel like I can walk around the nightclub like a hog and nobody will bother me. This is even more comfortable than being a manager.
I took Chen Yiping and hailed a taxi back home. First, I made him sit down, then made an excuse that I needed to buy some things and told him to wait for me at home and do as
he pleased. After that, I turned on the TV. It was showing the Japanese adult film I had arranged beforehand. I didn't even look at him again before opening the door and leaving. In my plan, this kid had definitely never seen such a hot film before, and since he's in his adolescence, he would definitely be unable to resist.
I stood at the door and secretly listened for about ten minutes. I could faintly hear seductive moans coming from the TV. Hehe, it worked. I quickly went downstairs and notified the three sisters hiding downstairs that everything was going according to plan. I thought to myself, "This kid got lucky watching the video." Chen Yiping didn't disappoint me. When my three grandmothers opened the door and went in, this kid already had both hands in his pants and was masturbating vigorously. Seeing someone return, he hurriedly tried to pull his hand out of his crotch, but it got stuck in his belt. He tried several times without success, so he blushed, bent over, and squatted down, hissing and pretending to have a stomachache.
Surprisingly, this guy had a bit of quick thinking, but he forgot one thing: the television directly opposite was showing a pair of voluptuous women passionately engaged in a passionate battle.
The three beautiful women nearly burst out laughing at the sight.
His godmother and Liu Yan flanked Chen Yiping as they sat down, while his mother sat opposite him in a chair, forming a pincer movement.
The godmother grabbed Chen Yiping by the neck and said fiercely, "Boy, where did you sneak in from? And you stole our things! Let's see what you stole!" Hearing his godmother say this, Chen Yiping's face turned even redder, and he hurriedly explained, "No, no, no... I'm not a thief. Brother Shou asked me to come to the house to help move things.
Really." "Moving things is true, but it's definitely not Brother Shou who sent you. Hurry up and give it to us, or we'll take matters into our own hands!" "Of course, you have to play the part completely. Liu Yan, having been in the business world for many years, put on a convincing performance."
"Really, there isn't one, really. Search me if you don't believe me." "Search me then, are you scared of me?" Without another word, the godmother and Liu Yan reached their hands under Chen Yiping's waistband, and naturally, both small hands simultaneously grasped a hot, hard penis. They exclaimed in unison, "Still saying there isn't one? What is this? It's clearly someone who came to steal our cucumbers." What was going on? Chen Yiping was annoyed. Even if they really couldn't tell, they should be able to figure it out, right? What kind of thief would break into your house just to steal a cucumber? Besides, would there be a cucumber this hot? How could this family be so incompatible?
"What do you mean? Caught red-handed and still denying it? Sisters, let's do it ourselves, get to work." Chen Yiping was even more uncomfortable now. His manhood was being held by two soft little hands, and he almost cried out in pleasure, but he was too embarrassed to actually pull out his little brother. However, he was a weak person by nature, and even in the face of these three delicate beauties, he dared not resist. So, he half-heartedly let them pull down his pants, and a huge, swollen, red penis sprang out with a "snap."
It was really hard to believe that Chen Yiping was so well-endowed. At only ten years old and just starting to develop, he already had such a thick penis. It was as thick as an egg and at least twenty centimeters long, standing out prominently. With his slender frame of only 1.6 meters, the magnificence of that penis was even more apparent.
The women couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Wow...so thick, so big! It's almost as big as Xiao Shou's!"
With his pants down, there was no cucumber, of course. Chen Yiping vaguely knew he'd been tricked, but what could he do?
He was the vulnerable one, after all.
The act had to continue. Liu Yan said, "Kid, even if you didn't steal anything, sneaking into our house is illegal. You have two choices: either serve the three of us well and we'll let you go, or I'll call the police right now." "No, no, no, please don't call the police, please!" "So you choose the first option?" Chen Yiping was incredibly conflicted. He definitely wouldn't go to jail, and he certainly wanted to choose the first option. But he was afraid. He was afraid that if I found out, he might suffer an even worse fate. So he shook his head frantically, "No, no, no, Brother Shou will kill me!" "We don't care. Either the three of you beat you to death now, or Brother Shou will beat you to death. There's no third option!" Liu Yan gave an ultimatum when she saw the situation. Chen
Yiping struggled internally for a long time before weakly saying, "Alright then, I choose option one, but you absolutely cannot tell Brother Shou. Please, sisters." "Okay, we won't tell." Hehe, of course we won't tell, but if Brother Shou sees us in person, that's not guaranteed.

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