If Heaven Has Feelings (Chapter 99)

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Chapter Ninety-Nine
Both Tieguai Li and I were somewhat flustered, for we had never seen Bai Liyuan in this state before.
Her voluptuous and slender figure was still as captivating as ever, but I could discern that the jade-like body before me was
trembling incessantly. Her elegant oval face, even more radiant and majestic after the makeup was applied, revealed an unconcealable
pallor. Her once luscious cherry lips were now bloodless and
twitching slightly at a visible frequency.
Most worryingly, Bai Liyuan's once bright and clear eyes had lost their former liveliness; they were like
two bottomless pools of water, staring blankly at us with a complex expression—a mixture of confusion,
disappointment, regret, and unease, yet also a profound sense of desolation.
"Mom—"
I called softly, taking a step forward to reach out and support her, but Bai Liyuan pushed me away
. Her movements were unexpectedly swift, and the stubbornness and indifference she displayed were completely
different from the gentle and quiet woman I had known before.
Bai Liyuan walked towards Tieguai Li as if no one else was there. Her gaze, like an iron chain, locked Tieguai Li in place.
Her sudden aura caught us all off guard, and her toughness and aggressiveness made me uneasy.
"Sister, I...you...don't get excited," Tieguai Li stammered. He was completely at a loss
. If there were a hole in the ground, he would definitely crawl into it without hesitation.
"Brother Li," Bai Liyuan said, though she appeared very excited, her voice remained calm and steady,
each word carrying great power.
"Tell me, is what you just said true?"
Usually, Tieguai Li, despite his physical disability, was incredibly strong and ruthless, making him a terrifying figure to
most. But in front of Bai Liyuan, he was as weak and powerless as a lamb.
Bai Liyuan's question wasn't difficult to answer, but her actions and expression were completely different from usual. Tieguai Li
was momentarily speechless; he opened his mouth several times, then swallowed his words back. Bai Liyuan simply stared
at him coldly, determined to get what she wanted.
"Brother Li, tell me the truth. If you utter a single lie today, I will no longer consider you my
friend,"
Bai Liyuan continued, pressing him with her words. Her tone was firm and decisive, leaving no
room for negotiation.
Tieguai Li could only look to me for help, his lips trembling noticeably. After a moment's thought
, I nodded slightly.
Tieguai Li picked up the half-empty bottle of Wuliangye liquor on the table, gulped down a lot of it in one go,
then wiped his mouth with his sleeve. As if he had made up his mind, his eyes bloodshot, he said, "Sister, if what I just said
is even slightly false, may God strike me dead with lightning."
He wanted to continue making a solemn oath, but Bai Liyuan stopped him with a raised hand. After hearing Tieguai Li's words, she simply
stood silently in place, not making any overly emotional move as I had expected.
None of the three of us said anything; the air was eerily quiet.
Bai Liyuan's trembling body had stopped; her beautiful eyes were fixed fixedly ahead, her gaze
piercing through Tieguai Li, who was a head shorter than her, yet seemingly frozen in the air, completely unreadable
.
After a long while, two large, clear teardrops slowly slid down from her almond-shaped eyes. The teardrops
were incredibly glistening under the crystal chandelier above, but they startled the two men present.
Tieguai Li was both anxious and remorseful. He wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but dared not
defile the goddess with his own hands. He could only slap his thigh loudly and say, "Sister, don't cry, don't cry."
"Oh dear, it's all my fault. Why say such things? Please stop crying, okay? I, Tieguai, will apologize to you
." Tieguai Li tried to comfort her, but what came out of his mouth was utterly incoherent.
But I had no mood to correct him; my heart was entirely focused on the beautiful woman in front of me who was weeping
.
I reached out and placed my hands on Bai Liyuan's shoulders. This time, she didn't immediately pull away, but her body remained numb
and unresponsive. I whispered, "Mom, things are already like this. We still have a long way to go
. Please don't cry anymore, okay?"
"Yes, yes, we have a long way to go. Better to live a miserable life than die a good death. Sister, don't cry. We'll see how things go in the long run, we'll see how things go in
the long run." Tieguai Li somehow found two sentences and chimed in, completely out of the blue.
Although Bai Liyuan didn't react badly, it was clear that Tieguai Li wouldn't be of
much help if he stayed any longer. I quickly gave him a wink and said, "Uncle Li, you should go back and rest.
I'll take care of things here."
Although Tieguai Li had drunk too much, he wasn't completely out of his mind. He immediately realized 　　what he'd said, scratching his head sheepishly.
"That's right," he said, "I'm illiterate, and my words are often unpleasant. I'll only make you angry, sister. I'll be
going now." With that, he picked up the coat draped over the back of the chair and headed out. 　　Bai Liyuan, who had been in a statue-like state, recovered slightly. She shook her head and 　　said politely, "Brother Li, thank you. You've shown me what I should know, and I'm truly grateful. 　　Please forgive me for my poor hospitality tonight." 　　She spoke these words without moving, and although her tone was cold and indifferent, these few words 　　made Tieguai Li feel flattered. 　　"No, it's nothing… no, not at all—it's very good, it's already very good…" Tieguai Li stammered 　　, then realized he'd said something wrong. He quickly hurried out of the private room, 　　glancing back a few times with some concern before leaving. 　　I knew in my heart that Bai Liyuan's emotions were extremely unstable, and the only one who could comfort her was me. However, 　　having others around would only get in the way, and we needed a private space where we wouldn't be disturbed. So, 　　after watching Tieguai Li's figure disappear into the elevator, I turned around and sent the waiters away again, then went back and 　　locked the door of the private room. Now, only Bai Liyuan and I remained in the large room.

The moment my hand touched Bai Liyuan, she let out an indescribable wail of sorrow, then
collapsed into my arms as if her bones had been removed, followed by uncontrollable sobbing. Her sobs grew
louder and louder, eventually turning into a heart-wrenching wail—a cry I seemed to have heard long ago. So
many years had passed, and I saw her so utterly heartbroken again. It
was as if all her previous pretense had been shed; Bai Liyuan had reverted to her former vulnerable and helpless self
. She seemed to be standing again on that afternoon when her father's accident occurred, facing an unchangeable reality, helplessly
expressing her protest with tears—protest against this cruel and heartless reality, against this capricious fate,
against this cruel old man, Tianye.
Her sobs grew more intense, her voice like that of a wounded she-wolf, each cry piercing the hearts of those who heard it,
moving everyone present. Fortunately, the soundproofing in the private room was good; otherwise, her weeping would surely have attracted
the curiosity of others.
"Mom... Yuanyuan..."
I gently stroked her head and back, trying to comfort her in soft whispers, but my usual gentle gestures
were no longer effective. Bai Liyuan continued to cry so fiercely.
Her slender, white fingers gripped the collar of my shirt tightly, and the tears streaming down her face
soaked the chest of my shirt. Her long, wine-red curly hair, tied in a bun, trembled with each breath, the white gauze bow opening
and closing as if it were breathing. Although I couldn't see her face,
I could feel her shoulder blades heaving through the thin white silk shirt.
Bai Liyuan cried more and more bitterly, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid with each sob, until she was almost
out of breath. Her panting and crying at the same time broke my heart. She struggled to breathe, and she
cried even harder, her gasps growing louder and louder, as if she were vomiting out her very soul.
She was indeed about to vomit; her large, plump breasts, which had been resting against my chest, heaved violently
for a moment. She then forcefully pushed me up. I thought she was more lucid, but she waved her
hand, pushed my arm away, and then, in her 7-centimeter stiletto heels, swayed and
ran towards the bathroom.
Even from behind, her voluptuous, slender figure was still elegant and alluring, but I had no
interest in admiring her swaying, plump buttocks. I quickly got up and followed her.
Just as I reached the bathroom door, I heard a violent vomiting sound, as startling as crying.
I had never seen Bai Liyuan like this before. Completely disregarding her image, she knelt on the floor, cupping the open
toilet bowl in her hands, vomiting violently.
The side zipper of her sky-blue lace knee-length dress was half-open, so her plump
, tightly wrapped buttocks sat like two ripe papayas on her heels. Her
long legs, encased in rose-patterned white fishnet stockings, knelt on the cold tile floor, her slightly full waist forming an extremely alluring
curve.
The sleeves of her white silk shirt were pulled up to her elbows, revealing two plump, white arms
gripping the edge of the toilet tightly. Several blue veins stood out on her slender, white fingers, painted with water-red nail polish, showing
how tightly she was gripping, as if only by holding on like this could she avoid slipping to the ground.
Although Bai Liyuan had drunk quite a bit of wine tonight, she hadn't eaten much, so she spent most of her time
dry heaving. After vomiting up the red wine and stomach acid, she had nothing left to vomit, and
the water in the toilet, which had been clear, had turned dark red, filling the not-so-small bathroom with a smell of alcohol and acid
.
Seeing her like this, I felt both sad and distressed. I had never dealt with such a situation before,
so all I could do was hug her tightly from behind, warming her with my own body heat, and
softly whisper in her ear, "Baby Yuanyuan, don't cry, okay?"
"It's all in the past, and we can't change it," I said, stroking her temple with a touch of sadness
.
"Mommy, crying like this will only make you feel worse, and it will make me feel even worse."
"But..." Bai Liyuan finally stopped dry heaving. Whether it was my words that had an effect, or whether she
had nothing left to vomit, she looked up at me.
Despite the heart-wrenching sobs and prolonged retching, her
beautiful, elegant face remained untouched. The vomiting had flushed her cheeks,
giving her a unique allure, like peach blossoms after the rain.
"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, your father wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't be in this mess
. It's all my fault," Bai Liyuan said, her hands clasped to her chest, her delicate brows furrowed, her voice filled
with sorrow.
"No, no, it's not your fault. It's all those bad people. They coveted your beauty, they wanted to possess
you. You didn't do anything wrong. You've always been a good wife and mother," I quickly comforted her, and these
were truly my thoughts.
"Heh, am I really that good?" Bai Liyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, slowly shaking her head.
"Stone, don't comfort me anymore. I'm not a chaste wife. After your father left, I was with many
men. Although I didn't love them, I couldn't leave them. I needed and depended on them, both practically and emotionally
." Bai Liyuan gently bit her cherry lips as she spoke softly.
Her voice was very calm, a frightening calm, as if she were telling someone else's story. As
if the woman in that story had nothing to do with her.
"I wasn't a good mother either. I didn't fulfill my responsibility to take care of you. I made you stay in that terrible place for
eight years. I made you lose your father and the best years of your life."
I was speechless for a moment. Bai Liyuan's self-reflection was very profound. Although I wanted to comfort her, I
couldn't find the right words.
"But you always loved Dad and me. You're not a bad person at heart. Even if you made mistakes, you tried your best
to make amends." I gently stroked her soft, smooth, wine-red curly hair.
"Stone, do you really think so?" Bai Liyuan looked up in disbelief, her gaze as
vulnerable as a small animal's.
"Yes, you've always been the perfect wife and mother in my heart. I will always love you, baby." I gazed intently
into her beautiful, red, almond-shaped eyes, speaking with utmost tenderness.
"But I killed your father." Bai Liyuan bit her lower lip heavily, as if still harboring lingering resentment
.
"That was done by Lü Jiang and Cheng Yang; they are the culprits. One of them has already
received his retribution, and the other will also receive his due punishment." I said solemnly,
a surge of anger rising within me once more.
"Waaah..." My words seemed to have triggered something else, and Bai Liyuan suddenly pouted, tears
welling up in her eyes again.
"Why am I so stupid? Why am I so useless? So easily deceived." She clutched her head, her slender,
white fingers, painted with water-red nail polish, digging deeply into her thick, smooth, wine-red hair,
muttering to herself with immense regret.
"That guy surnamed Lü ruined me, destroyed my family, and I foolishly followed him for so many years.
How can I face anyone now..."
"No, it's okay. As long as I love you, nothing else matters. Forget the past." I
reached out and cupped her charming and elegant oval face in my hands, speaking earnestly and firmly.
"Remember, you are the woman I love most. Nothing else matters." After saying that, I hugged Bai Liyuan tightly
in my arms, holding her voluptuous and warm body firmly, leaving her no space at all.
"Husband, you're so good to me, sob sob sob..."
My domineering and forceful attitude gave Bai Liyuan immense comfort. She leaned her head against my
chest, as if my body could give her warmth, her soft and smooth body gently rubbing against me.
Her trembling body finally calmed down a bit, but her eyes were still somewhat unfocused. My shirt, already
soaked with her tears, was now easily unbuttoned by her slender, white fingers
.
Five long, plump, white fingers, painted with a water-red nail polish, moved up and down,
weaving through the thick, coarse hair on my chest. Her sharp nails tickled my whole body, a strange sensation
arising within me. Bai Liyuan pressed half her face against my chest; her behavior was somewhat odd, leaving me bewildered
. But I didn't say anything, and besides, with her so close, the sweet, orchid-like fragrance constantly
filling my nostrils was incredibly pleasurable.
"Husband," Bai Liyuan murmured, her voice suddenly becoming extremely soft, filled with an ethereal
quality.
"Your chest feels so comfortable, so warm." There was a genuine joy in her words. My
heart, which had been tense all night, finally relaxed, but at this moment, another feeling was beginning to sprout.
"I miss you so much. Please never leave me again, okay?" Bai Liyuan
gently rubbed her face against my chest, her words filled with longing.
"Yes, Yuanyuan, I won't leave you. I'll always be by your side," I whispered, stroking her smooth, soft,
wine-red hair.
"Honey, I love your body hair so much. I never want to shave it off again," Bai Liyuan murmured,
as if expressing the deepest feelings between lovers.
Suddenly, a jolt went through me. I felt like I'd heard Bai Liyuan say that before. Where had she
said it? I racked my brains for a while, and finally remembered.
When I was little, my mother often complained about my father's excessive body hair. He would always chuckle and say he'd shave it off,
but he never kept his word. The hair would grow back quickly, each time thicker than before
. Over time, my mother got used to it. Once, I overheard them being intimate, and my mother was
using that same tone to coax my father.
That's why I found it strange. Bai Liyuan's every move tonight was completely different from usual. She seemed to
treat me like her father, speaking and acting almost like she was sleepwalking. I was afraid that under such multiple stimuli, she
might have some mental problems, but I couldn't directly point it out. I could only go along with her and vaguely
respond.
But Bai Liyuan's actions became increasingly bold. I could feel her full lips moving constantly against her chest
, leaving a trail of warm lip prints. Her fragrance, like orchids and musk, became even stronger, making me incredibly intoxicated. In any
case, my desire had been successfully aroused, and my crotch was bulging high.
"Husband, you're so hard down there. Do you want Yuanyuan?" Bai Liyuan said in a coquettish voice, her voice containing a kind of
affected charm, which only fueled my lust.
The delicate head, adorned with a plain white ribbon, continued its downward movement, quickly unbuckling my belt . Her
slender, jade-like hands pulled down the zipper, extracting my engorged penis. Her plump, soft, white fingers
, though lacking their usual warm, slippery feel,
offered a unique kind of pleasure as they rested against my thick, sturdy shaft.
But Bai Liyuan showed no sign of stopping. She cupped my penis in her delicate white hands, rubbing and manipulating it a few
times, then opened her full, cherry-red lips and took my long, thick shaft into her mouth. She then
expertly began to suckle it up and down.
From my perspective, the dignified and elegant woman was kneeling, her long, slender arms wrapped
around my thighs. Her head, tied with a plain white silk bow, swayed between my legs. The
long, diamond-shaped earrings with scattered gold grains on her earlobes constantly brushed against the inside of my thighs, bringing a cool sensation. From the beginning
until now, her eyes had been tightly closed, but her long, thick eyelashes fluttered slightly. With the back-and-forth movement of her head, a thick, fleshy 　　penis, as thick as a child's arm, appeared and disappeared
between her cherry lips, painted with a watery red lipstick . 　　My penis was so thick and strong that each time it entered Bai Liyuan's mouth, it stretched her cherry-like lips 　　to their limit, even causing two large bulges on her smooth, white cheeks. This enormous penis was simply too big and too thick.

Every time it entered deep into Bai Liyuan's mouth, it made it incredibly difficult for her to breathe. If she had her eyes open at that moment
, she would definitely have rolled them back.
However, although this penis was thick and long, Bai Liyuan sucked on it with relish, as
if it held an irreplaceable importance for her. She
knelt on the floor, wearing an expensive and elegant silk shirt and a lace long skirt, her slender legs encased in rose-patterned white fishnet stockings, licking her beloved man's penis with her tongue
, completely unconcerned about the cleanliness of her surroundings.
This scene was incredibly stimulating; all the blood in my body rushed to my groin, and my penis
throbbed with bulging veins. Each time it entered and exited Bai Liyuan's mouth, it pressed deeply against the warm, tight walls of her mouth
, causing spasms and contractions in her throat. She clearly felt that even breathing was difficult, and could only strain to
open her mouth wide to receive the thrusts of the massive penis.
"Husband, um... I miss you so much... I love your taste..."
"Husband, don't go... I won't mind your pubic hair anymore. You like me like this, so I
'll do this to you every day from now on, okay?"
I couldn't describe my feelings. The stunningly beautiful woman beneath me was giving me deep throat sex,
but I didn't know who she was thinking of at that moment. Her cherry-like mouth was holding my penis, but I
wasn't sure if it was me, because her expression and words all said that she saw me as her father.
Although Bai Liyuan saw me as another man, I didn't feel very angry or sad, because that
man was my father, the man who gave me life. And I had taken away his wife, the
woman I called mother. Although I could give her more love and security, I had still stolen something from someone else.
So, even if Bai Liyuan saw me as her father and used this method to make up for her guilt,
I didn't resent it. Because I could understand Bai Liyuan's state of mind at that moment, because I knew
how much she had been hurt tonight. She had always believed that all her misfortunes were preordained by fate, including the loss of her husband and a series of other
accidents, which could all be explained by destiny, and that individuals were powerless in the face of fate. Only in this way
could she accept the arrangement of fate with a clear conscience; only in this way could she accept
the reality of becoming Lü Jiang's mistress; only in this way could she survive in this cruel and realistic world.
But now, all of this has vanished. With Tieguai Li's recollection and confession, even her last remaining excuses have disappeared.
Nothing was accidental; everything had a reason.
If Cheng Yang hadn't appeared, Gao Song wouldn't have been murdered; if Gao Song hadn't died, Bai Liyuan wouldn't have been seduced
into having an affair by Cheng Yang; if Bai Liyuan hadn't had an affair, I wouldn't have been punished for murder in anger; if I hadn't been
sent away, Bai Liyuan wouldn't have returned to her hometown and wouldn't have been raped by her nephew; if it weren't for all of this, Bai
Liyuan wouldn't have willingly become Lü Jiang's mistress and been coerced and humiliated by Lü Tian.
But all of this boils down to Lü Jiang's involvement. Without the power and wealth he provided, Cheng
Yang wouldn't have dared to kill; without his connections and maneuvering, I wouldn't have been sent to the isolated
Nanshan Island; without his greed and lust, none of this would have happened. I would have
grown up in a happy family, Bai Liyuan could have been a true wife and mother, and Gao Song could be
enjoying family life. His wife and children wouldn't have had to endure the hardships that normal families don't face.
Bai Liyuan probably considered these things, but she could still use ignorance as an excuse, continuing to live
behind the veil she and Lü Jiang had woven, locking herself in a cage of materialism and illusion, using luxurious
clothes and jewelry to fill the void in her heart. But after the veil was lifted,
the beliefs she had relied on and relied on for survival collapsed instantly. She wasn't a woman without conscience or morality, so she found it difficult to face all the unbearable
past, which is why she was so agitated and acted so abnormally.
Having understood all this, I unconditionally cooperated with her. My physical instincts made it impossible for me to resist Bai
Liyuan's allure, because she exuded the allure of a female animal, and more importantly, because she was
the woman I loved most.
Bai Liyuan had already released her mouth from my penis. She lifted the hem of her sky-blue lace dress, parted her
long, slender legs encased in rose-patterned white fishnet stockings, and straddled the still-open toilet seat, raising her
plump, white buttocks high.
Only then could I see clearly that the rose-patterned white fishnet stockings she wore only reached the top of her plump, white
thighs, and the white lace garter belts extended all the way to her slender, full waist.
A pale pink lace pantyhose was tied around her smooth, white crotch, and through the rose-patterned lace, I could glimpse the high, protruding
peach-like mound below.
"Husband, come quick! Yuanyuan wants it..."
Bai Liyuan's slender, white hands, painted with water-red nail polish, gripped her lace panties and eagerly
pulled them down to her knees. I stared intently at the smooth, hairless mound between her plump, white thighs. My
water-red fingertips glided across the exposed peach-like opening, revealing glimpses of translucent moisture between the parted rosy petals.
The two delicate, full petals shyly concealed a pool of clear spring, crystal
clear, incredibly erotic, and arousing my imagination.
"Husband, come and fuck me, I want your big thing..."
Bai Liyuan's sweet cries were like velvet plucked at my heartstrings. At that moment, I no longer cared about
who she meant by "husband." My enormous penis, already desperately yearning, pressed against that wet
, white peach-like opening. With a thrust of my hips, the large, fleshy penis, dripping with Bai Liyuan's saliva, irresistibly
parted the plump, full petals, plunging completely into that tight, warm flower path.
"Oh my god! It's so big, so thick, it's going to tear me apart! Be gentle, husband!"
Bai Liyuan was clearly still lost in her fantasies. This wasn't the penis she remembered her husband from,
but it was much larger and longer than his and other men's. She had never felt her husband so clearly before.
She never imagined her vaginal canal could be so sensitive, as if every millimeter of her vaginal canal
was being stimulated by this massive penis. This wondrous sensation made her temporarily forget the existence of the outside world, all her attention
focused on the slippery organ inside her vagina!
"Mmm...it's so itchy...oh...good husband...faster...ah..."
I held her slender, full waist with both hands, rhythmically thrusting my
penis, the thick, long shaft seemingly alive, bending left and right, scraping and probing the tight, warm
folds of flesh inside her vaginal canal.
Bai Liyuan, manipulated by my large penis, moaned even more sharply, her two plump, straight
legs tightening together, her large, fleshy white buttocks thrusting upwards violently, pushing my penis
deeper into her vaginal canal. With each shallow and deep thrust, her ripe, white, smooth body trembled violently
.
"Ah...husband...you...how can you...have so many tricks...ah...but...ah...
it feels so good..." Bai Liyuan murmured incoherently, completely absorbed in the
role she was in her fantasy, hence her surprised expression.
Bai Liyuan's words annoyed me, and also saddened me. I was annoyed because this rare beauty
had been enjoyed by countless men between my father's death and my taking over. Although they couldn't win Bai Liyuan
's love, nor could they fully explore her body, their dirty and filthy penises
left indelible marks on her body, a thorn in my side.
What saddened me was that my own father, the husband of the woman I slept with, such a hardworking and family-oriented man, never truly enjoyed his wife's beauty until his death, unaware of 　　the immense pleasure
this exquisite body brought to men.
He had no idea what his wife was like under another man's legs,
nor did he know that his own son had already taken over the position of head of the family, including the
woman who originally belonged to him.
Driven by a variety of emotions, my desire manifested in a frenzied state of excitement. I reached forward and
unbuttoned her silk blouse, revealing her long, voluptuous body, as white as mutton fat jade. My
fingers quickly climbed onto her pair of large, white, melon-shaped breasts, roughly kneading the plump, white flesh,
teasing and pinching the two pink cherries in my hands.
My fingers quickly left marks on the smooth, white flesh, but Bai Liyuan
felt no discomfort at all. Instead, she excitedly swayed her plump, white buttocks backward, like a
bitch in heat wagging her tail, responding to the frenzied thrusts of the large penis behind her, emitting a series of soul-stirring
moans.
"Husband...you're so good...hurry up and thrust into Yuanyuan...ah...harder...inside...ah...so
good...ah..."
Amidst her incredibly sweet moans, I felt my thighs getting wet as if I'd been drenched in something.
It turned out that during this intense thrusting, a small gush of hot, sweet fluid had spurted from her petals, landing perfectly
on my thrusting thighs. Under my double assault, Bai Liyuan had reached
a small climax.
But my thrusting showed no signs of slowing down. My thick, long penis was as hard as cast iron. The
ignited fire of desire wasn't so easily extinguished, especially with the beautiful woman beneath me being so alluring
.
Her slender, fair upper body was completely naked. Because her arms were tightly gripping the toilet tank, her two
jade-like shoulder blades protruded high, and her long, plump waist was lowered,
revealing a beautifully defined spine. Aside from the thin platinum chain around her long, white neck, the only other
adornment she wore was a plain white gauze bow in her long, wine-red curls, which swayed with her head,
as if this movement could alleviate some of the tingling sensation within her body.
Her lower body was still clad in a sky-blue lace dress, but the side
zipper was pulled all the way up, revealing her large, plump white buttocks and the white lace garter belt above them
. My thick, arm-sized penis was rapidly thrusting in and out between her smooth, full hips, ravaging her
clean, hairless peach-like vulva.
Her long, straight, white legs were spread apart in a V-shape, her jade-like legs, encased in rose-colored fishnet stockings, exuding
a bewitching and alluring charm. The 7-centimeter stiletto heels on her feet made her long legs appear even more
elegant. But under my relentless, rapid thrusts, her jade-like feet in the stilettos couldn't
maintain their balance so easily; the water-red silk bows adorning the pointed toes trembled incessantly, as if about to
take flight from her feet.
"Husband, husband… I'm going crazy, you're so amazing,"
Bai Liyuan murmured incoherently. She rested her forehead on the water tank, reaching her hands to her chest and grasping
my palms. Her plump, slender, white fingers intertwined with mine, eagerly guiding my hands to play
with her breasts. My index finger and thumb circled the pink cherries at the peaks, teasing and caressing them until they were vibrant and
glistening. Her breasts, swollen and enlarged by caresses, bounced up and down with the rhythm of her body, as if
leaping with life.
She writhed wildly, her plump, white buttocks meeting wave after wave of rapid, unstoppable, and unbelievable
thrusts; her entire body trembled violently as if struck by electricity. Being
manipulated from behind in this doggy-like position, Bai Liyuan felt both ashamed and filled with indescribable excitement. Under
the dual assault of my massive penis and superb technique, her body and mind were completely open to me, her primal
desires for sensuality fully unleashed.
Her long, wine-red curly hair was meticulously styled in a bun, and the diamond and gold jewelry around her neck and ears
exuded an air of nobility from every angle .
Yet, her bare, smooth, serpentine upper body, her long, jade-like legs encased in rose-colored fishnet stockings, and the pink lace panties hanging from her knees...
The air was thick with a seductive and alluring aura, igniting the most primal desires of male animals.
Watching this noble, mature, and beautiful woman, her naked white body sprawled
above the unclean-smelling toilet, her long, straight, white legs spread wide, allowing my enormous penis to thrust and pound within her,
I felt a surge of lust. That dignified yet wanton beauty fueled my passion, and my large penis,
already throbbing violently inside her honeyed passage, swelled even more. My penis thrust in and out of her vaginal walls with varying techniques, occasionally
grinding against the clitoris with fierce force, like a ravenous, greedy serpent licking and teasing its delicate
core.
Like a male beast in heat, I thrust my penis rapidly, the thick, long shaft penetrating deep into Bai Liyuan's flower core with each stroke , splashing water everywhere from that plump, tender flesh. Her honeyed orifice 　　retaliated
fiercely, the folds of flesh on its walls churning and rubbing against my penis, sending 　　waves of deep, bone-chilling tingling and tightness through me. 　　To resist the tingling sensations emanating from my glans and urethral opening, I increased the frequency and 　　speed of my thrusts, my hips trembling as if powered by a motor. My massive penis moved in and out of that white peach-like honeyed orifice at a frequency almost imperceptible to the naked eye 　　, bringing forth streams of clear, spring-like nectar that splashed onto my hairy thighs and my slender, 　　jade-like legs encased in rose-patterned fishnet stockings. 　　"Husband, you're killing me... I really can't take it anymore... Please... have mercy on Yuanyuan!" 　　My actions only aroused Bai Liyuan's even stronger reaction. She twisted her slender waist and large white buttocks more seductively 　　, coordinating with the thrusting of my large penis. She would also rotate her large white buttocks from time to time to meet me, making her honey 　　hole tightly wrap around my large penis, allowing me to penetrate to the deepest point with each insertion, leaving 　　no gap at the point of our union. 　　The beautiful woman's unrestrained moans and the "plop plop" sounds of thrusting filled the entire bathroom. I felt 　　my glans was already unbearably itchy, knowing that I was about to reach the limit of my desire. My huge penis suddenly 　　increased the speed of thrusting, the large penis thrusting in harder and faster with each thrust, the thick shaft with blue veins 　　constantly rubbing against the tender flesh of the vaginal cavity. The enormous glans pierced the plump, tender 　　flesh of her flower core with each thrust, embedding itself deeply into the warm, slippery flower chamber. 　　This tingling pleasure spread through every cell of Bai Liyuan's body. Her slender, white fingers, painted with water-red nail polish 　　, gripped the toilet tank tightly, as if grasping at a lifeline. Her head, 　　pressed against the tank, shook violently, writhing wildly like someone on drugs, releasing her ecstatic 　　pleasure. The long, diamond-shaped earrings adorning her earlobes, adorned with scattered gold grains, struck the tank, shimmering 　　and making a crisp sound. 　　"Husband, I'm almost there… hurry and ejaculate… ejaculate inside my sister… let Yuanyuan get pregnant… 　　Yuanyuan wants to have your child… a big, healthy boy." Bai Liyuan was completely disoriented; 　　she babbled incoherently, it was unclear whether she was speaking to me or to her imagined father. 　　But her lewd words excited me intensely. The dual stimulation of raping both a mother and a wife brought me to 　　a climax. I couldn't help but thrust forward wildly, my large penis plunging all the way into her flower core, pressing against the warm, 　　slippery walls of her vagina. A tingling sensation traveled from my tailbone to the glans and meatus, and a large gush of hot, white semen 　　spurted out. 　　"Ah..." 　　The scalding semen struck the walls of her vagina like an electric current. Bai Liyuan was electrified and wildly 　　responded with all her might. Each time the semen spurted into her vagina, an unbelievable wave of pleasure 　　surged through her. The powerful tingling sensation from the semen hitting her vagina spread rapidly from the depths of her flower core 　　throughout Bai Liyuan's entire body. The exhilarating pleasure made her feel as if she were floating on clouds; even gods couldn't 　　compare. 　　I released my grip on Bai Fu's full breasts, gently lifted Bai Liyuan's head from the water tank, and 　　kissed her tenderly. Bai Liyuan, as if by telepathy, turned her head to respond, opening her full, rosy 　　lips and extending her delicate, bright red tongue to intertwine with mine. We licked each other, sucking 　　each other's saliva, as intimately intertwined as conjoined twins. 　　At that moment, our two bodies were joined together without any gap, our two different bodily fluids 　　mingling, as if inseparable, a part of each other's bodies. 　　But from beginning to end, Bai Liyuan never opened her eyes, as if immersed in the world she had created 　　. 　　Outside the luxurious private room of the Shangri-La Hotel, several uniformed waitresses were leaning against the wall, chatting idly. Their 　　conversation naturally revolved around money and men. After all, those who could dine at this hotel were no ordinary people, and 　　the young man in the private room tonight was both tall and handsome. However, 　　compared to him, the other older man was worlds apart. Not only was he short and ugly, but even his mannerisms were incredibly 　　unsophisticated in the eyes of girls who had spent some time in Beijing. Fortunately, the older man had already left 　　, otherwise, even more jokes about him would have circulated among the girls. 　　At this moment, the door to the private room was tightly closed, at the request of the two VIPs. The waitresses rarely had such a good 　　rest time, but they actually preferred to go inside and serve. Because it was rare to see such high-quality men, they 　　fantasized that they could use their looks to win the men's favor, even if it was just a physical encounter, because they 　　could brag about it to their friends and colleagues afterwards. But now the door to the private room had been closed for half an hour, and they 　　could only reminisce and discuss from the outside, completely unaware of what was happening inside. If they had the chance 　　to witness what was happening inside the private room, it would have been an eye-opener. 　　The huge, luxurious private room was empty; the large round table was laden with delicious dishes, but each dish had only been 　　partially touched. Only the roast duck, braised pork knuckle, and eight-treasure fish were eaten in small portions, suggesting that the customers' appetites tonight were 　　unevenly distributed. Now these delicacies were just scraps, and 　　where was the couple who should have been in this room? 　　"Hmm..."

A soft, cloying moan, thick with a cloying sweetness, drifted from a corner of the room. The voice was sweet and soft, carrying
the air of a woman from a water town, yet also possessing the alluring maturity of a woman in her prime. If this sound reached a man's ears,
his manhood would instantly spring to life, for the sound was simply too tempting.
Following the moan, the door to the restroom in the private room was ajar. By the light emanating from inside, the
source of the vanished man and woman, and the moaning, was clear. The closer one got to the restroom,
the clearer the seductive moaning became, interspersed with the heavy breathing of a man, but another sound
circulated within: a "pop pop" like a wine bottle cork being popped, and the "slap slap slap" of flesh colliding
.
These sounds, imbued with primal human desire, blended into a frenzied symphony, its erotic
and decadent connotations enough to ignite passion. But to witness the scene unfolding within the bathroom
would surely be an eye-opener for both men and women.
The bathroom was approximately 20 square meters. The Kohler toilet on the right was lifted.
The liquid inside was a dark red, resembling a fine wine, though
mixed with streaks of milky white. A few drops of the same color clung to the rim of the white porcelain toilet.
A strange odor emanated from the toilet; it wasn't the stench of excrement, but rather a sour, fishy smell
, like the vomit of a drunkard.
Just a short distance from the toilet, on the clean black tile floor, lay a white, high-heeled
, pointed shoe. The shoe had a delicate 7-centimeter heel, its pointed toe resembling a freshly peeled bamboo shoot, adorned
with a large, water-red silk bow. The pink leather sole bore a Chloe nameplate. This 7-centimeter stiletto,
pointed-toe shoe was made of fine lambskin, exuding high-class craftsmanship and design. Yet,
it lay carelessly discarded on the bathroom's tiled floor, lying askew on the black tiles,
as if hastily tossed aside by its owner, or perhaps a remnant of a wild dance.
A short distance to the left of this 7-centimeter stiletto, along the wall, was a black marble
sink, bathed in soft light from a row of spotlights. On the floor in front of the sink, only a pair of
feet wearing gleaming leather men's shoes were visible, with a pile of unbuckled men's trousers on top. The
disheveled trouser legs, pulled down along with the CK underwear, testified to how hastily they had been removed. Following the path upwards were two
thick, muscular legs covered in dense, dark hair, extending all the way to his bare buttocks. Those two
rock-hard, firm buttocks swayed rhythmically, producing the same
"slap slap slap" sound as before.
The man's neatly dressed shirt was only unbuttoned at the top three buttons, revealing his hairy chest and
the bulging muscles of a turtle's back. On each of his arms hung two long, straight, plump legs, their alabaster-white flesh
encased in rose-patterned fishnet stockings. Delicate, vibrant roses bloomed on the smooth, white legs,
appearing as if naturally formed, making those long legs even more alluring and seductive. Those
exceptionally long legs, though draped over the man's arm, swayed with his movements. Her jade-like
feet, encased in rose-colored fishnet stockings, curved like crescent moons, displaying a delicate fragility that
constantly aroused the man's most primal desires.
On one of her feet was a white lambskin pointed-toe shoe, its slender heel a full 7 centimeters long,
adorned with a large, water-red silk bow. That high heel was a pair with
the one on the floor; its sister wasn't much better off, as with the mistress's continued swaying,
the white bow-adorned pointed-toe stiletto had slipped off her ankle, now hanging only on her upturned toes,
swaying rhythmically with her long legs. Her other foot was bare, but a 　　pale pink lace strip
hung just above her rounded, slender ankle .
Judging from the shape of the strip of fabric, it should be a delicate and sexy lace panty,
with a few milky white, transparent secretions still clinging to it. The lace panty had shrunk into a ball due to its elasticity
, which is why it could hang on the jade-like legs covered in rose-patterned white fishnet stockings for so long, showing
no sign of falling off even as the woman's long legs swayed and undulated.
Between those two alluring long legs covered in rose-patterned white fishnet stockings was a white, plump, and high-rising
triangular mound. Between the smooth, white, and hairless crotch, two rosy, thick labia parted, and
a thick, powerful penis, as thick as a child's arm, was rhythmically thrusting in and out. The thick, long shaft was covered in blue veins, and
with each insertion, it forcefully squeezed the labia, causing
a bulge to appear on the woman's slightly raised, white, smooth abdomen, as if the man's penis had penetrated to its deepest point. As the large, fleshy
penis was withdrawn, its thick volume brought out rings of tender flesh. The exposed,
thick shaft was covered in milky white secretions and clear mucus, appearing incredibly erotic under the light. Judging from
the degree of engorgement and swelling of the vulva, the couple's intercourse had lasted for quite some time
, filling the entire bathroom with a sweet scent of sexual fluid.
Although the woman's legs were draped over the man's arms, her buttocks were undoubtedly resting
on the cool marble sink. However, a piece of fabric, seemingly
a sky-blue lace dress, was carefully placed beneath her plump, white buttocks. A thin white rose-patterned girdle was tied around her slightly full but smooth, white, slender abdomen
, with two thin garter straps securing the rose-patterned fishnet stockings.
As her long, jade-like legs opened and closed, her delicate, adorable navel
was faintly visible beneath a white rose-patterned abdominal band.
The woman's upper body was completely naked; her voluptuous, slender figure was like a piece of mutton-fat jade,
with two large, melon-sized breasts standing high on her chest. However, what was slightly imperfect was that those two pairs of melons
were covered with faint red finger marks, as if they had been roughly squeezed by a man's hands. But...
These finger marks possessed a unique beauty, like tattoos drawn on later, further igniting a man's
desire to ravage her.
A delicate platinum necklace hung between her slender shoulders and graceful collarbones, below which
dangled a row of pendants adorned with interspersed diamonds and shimmering gold wheat ears, swaying endlessly between her two white, melon-like breasts.
The dazzling light reflected from the diamonds and gold ears made her white body appear even more flawless, the undulating waves of her breasts and her two
high, perky pink nipples enough to leave any man speechless.
The owner of this exquisite beauty naturally possessed an equally stunning face, only her
alluring almond-shaped eyes were currently closed. But her straight, high-bridged nose, slightly parted, vibrant cherry lips,
and her smooth, delicate oval face were enough to leave one breathless. Her long, wavy, wine-red
hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head, adorned with a large bow of plain white gauze. With
the slight sway of her head, the bow seemed to come alive, fluttering behind her.
Behind her was a long mirror, reflecting the smooth, jade-like curve of her back; her body,
viewed from behind, resembled a beautiful cello carved from white jade. The plain white gauze bow
danced on her wine-red bun, and two long, diamond-shaped earrings, adorned with scattered gold grains, swayed below her white jade earlobes. Her body
was perfectly proportioned, neither too much nor too little, just like her appearance and attire, exuding
the allure of a mature woman.
The man she was having intercourse with, however, was noticeably younger. His features were as sharp
and defined as if sculpted from marble; his body was tall, strong, and muscular; his penis was thick, long, powerful, and unyielding. But
the genitals of this man and woman seemed naturally in sync; they engaged in unrestrained and passionate intercourse. The woman's
slender fingers, painted with water-red nail polish, gripped the man's chest tightly, caressing and teasing his thick
pubic hair with utter fascination, seemingly intoxicated by the overflowing male pheromones.
"Husband, ah... how come your thing is still so big? You're going to kill me..." Bai Liyuan's
eyes were tightly closed, her long, thin eyebrows furrowed, and she moaned weakly, but her words were filled with
intense eroticism. I had by now accepted her way of addressing me, 　　and I felt both pity and a strange thrill
at Bai Liyuan's fantasy of mixing me and my father together .
Of course, the biggest stimulation came from her stunning body
. We had been making love in this bathroom for almost an hour, leaving
traces of our lovemaking from the toilet to the floor. I had brought Bai Liyuan to orgasm more than ten times, and I had ejaculated inside her twice, but Bai
Liyuan still demanded more from me until her legs could no longer bear her weight. In
the end, I had no choice but to pick her up and place her on the sink, continuing to manipulate her peach-like vulva while standing
. Although she looked weak and powerless, her flower-like cavity was still full of vitality
, devouring my penis as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of my semen.
"Husband, you just ejaculated, and now you're hard again. It's so great."
Bai Liyuan kept opening and closing her cherry-red lips, and her vulva contracted and
expanded rhythmically. Her face showed an expression of pleasure, and she murmured to herself.
But under the allure of this stunning beauty, my already ejaculated penis remained rock hard,
effortlessly and rapidly thrusting in and out of her honeyed flower path. My hands gripped her clean, white back, rhythmically
thrusting my large penis back and forth, vigorously cultivating the engorged and swollen honeyed flower on the sink.
Each insertion pushed the enormous glans deep into Bai Liyuan's flower core, causing the plump, tender
flesh to tremble wildly.
"Husband, you're so much better than before! I love you so much now! Your own husband does it so well!"
Bai Liyuan said softly, biting her cherry-red lips, a look of intoxication on her face.
I felt a slight chuckle to myself. I could be said to have combined all the best qualities of my parents, so of course
I understood Bai Liyuan better than any other man, and could better satisfy her needs for love and masculinity.
"My darling wife, my sweet Yuanyuan, do you want more? Your husband is still going strong. Shall we fuck you
like this all night?"
I replied in my deep voice, matching her tone. My eyes were filled with tenderness as I looked at Bai Liyuan's
smooth and alluring face, my hard, thick penis still deeply inserted into her plump, wet flower path.
"Hmm...isn't that a bit much? There are still so many people outside!" Bai Liyuan kept her eyes closed, not daring to look into
the eyes of the man in front of her.
She was worried that her actions would be discovered, after all, she was in a private room in a luxury hotel.
But the thick penis thrusting in and out of her body was something she couldn't ignore. She could feel the thick penis stirring
inside her flower, and she knew that she couldn't let the man ejaculate. How could she not want it! She hadn't seen this penis
in so long, and she didn't want to let that thick, long thing leave her body, afraid that once it was gone, she would never
see it again.
"It's alright, let them wait there. Tonight I'll show you what a powerful husband I am, I'll make you wish you were dead
!" I was getting more and more into character, mimicking my father's usual joking tone,
speaking with a grin.
At the same time, I grabbed her long, slender legs encased in rose-patterned fishnet stockings,
and began to thrust upwards with frenzied force, my thick, long penis pumping in and out of her honeyed flower path with lightning speed
. Each penetration followed the tight, warm walls of her flower path, reaching
deep into Bai Liyuan's plump and tender core.
"Ah..." Bai Liyuan let out a long, soft cry. Having just experienced a series of orgasms, her honeyed flower
path was still sensitively reacting. The afterglow, under the accelerated thrusting of my large penis, once again sparked countless
sparks of pleasure.
"Ah...keep going...harder...husband, fuck me, fuck me to death...husband...ah,"
Bai Liyuan cried out wantonly, her alabaster-like body writhing in an indescribable way, except...
Her long legs, clad in rose-patterned fishnet stockings, were completely naked. Her smooth, white body was utterly
bare. Waves of soft, fragrant, plump white flesh rippled, causing the diamond-studded gold tassel
necklace to bounce and dance like a large white snake with diamond scales, its movements dazzling
and radiant.
I thrust wildly, simultaneously bending down to take Bai Liyuan's pair of delicate, full, white, melon-like breasts into my mouth
, alternating between sucking and gently nibbling at the two pink cherries.
"It's so itchy... Ah, husband... You're more creative than before... I... It's so itchy... Hurry up..."
Bai Liyuan let out sweet moans, uttering incoherent nonsense. Although she had
little strength left, she still moved her plump white buttocks to match the thrusting of my large penis. Her two large,
white breasts were being played with wantonly in my mouth.
She had long forgotten her identity, only caring about ecstatically responding to the thrusting of this large penis. She held up her two
trembling, white, and smooth breasts, letting my large mouth bite down hard on her pink cherry-like nipples, her hands running through
my hair, vigorously rubbing my head. She moved her large white buttocks wantonly, her
two plump, white jade melon-like breasts being licked by my tongue, covered with a lot of clear, slippery saliva, and the two
pink and tender cherries being bitten in my mouth, the pleasure was indescribable.
Under my control, her body could only sway within a limited space, but her upper body was already uncontrollably
leaning backward, her hair piled up in a bun, hitting the mirror with a "bang," the large white bow
rubbing against the bright mirror surface, her long, thin eyebrows relaxing with immense pleasure, her cherry-red lips
biting her white teeth, as if only in this way could the surging desire within her be released.
"Husband... ah, you're going to kill me... I'm done... I'm... going to die... die..."
Such a thick, long, and strong penis, such unrestrained thrusting, such exhilarating lovemaking, was something Bai Liyuan
had never experienced in her previous marriages. And few men after Gao Song had such ability;
the feeling of being fiercely fucked by this big fleshy stem was so exhilarating, so crazy, so irresistible. With wave after wave
of intense manipulation, the folds of flesh on the walls of her vaginal canal were turned up in circles, and the tender flesh deep within her flower core was engorged and
swollen from the impact. Her entire honeyed orifice convulsed and trembled violently, and an uncontrollable climax arrived!
I suddenly felt a soreness in my lower back, and my climax, which I had held back for over an hour, finally gave way. I roared and forcefully
thrust my large penis deep into her flower core, the massive glans pressing firmly against the depths of Bai Liyuan's flower chamber.
With a series of "plop plop plop" sounds, thick streams of semen shot out like bullets, splashing unimpeded into Bai
Liyuan's warm and moist flower chamber, mixing with the copious amounts of jade fluid secreted from her flower core, instantly transforming into spiritual
energy that began to nourish both of their bodies.
With a "snap," the 7-centimeter stiletto heeled with a silk bow, which had lasted all night, finally
slipped off Bai Liyuan's jade-like toes. Those two long, plump, white legs, encased in rose-patterned fishnet stockings,
kicked wildly and aimlessly in the air, the pink rose lace panties on the right leg
fluttering lightly. The white, serpentine body on the sink convulsed violently, then
froze instantly as if struck by some electric current. The two long legs, which had been kicking incessantly just a second ago, were now
stiff in mid-air. The jade-like feet within the rose-patterned fishnet stockings were taut like bowstrings, the ten toes painted with water-red nail polish
fully extended, as if every cell in the body had been mobilized to accomplish an unprecedented feat
.
"Ah..."
Bai Liyuan let out a long, sweet cry, her voice trembling. She felt the man's astonishingly long penis
pierce her plump flower core, pressing tightly against the smooth, moist walls of her vagina. The engorged, swollen glans of his penis
suddenly shot out streams of intense heat, spraying and washing over every corner of her vagina like a tap turned on.
The tingling, pleasurable sensation from that heat quickly spread throughout her body, reaching her brain and heart.
She felt as if she were floating, enveloped by layers of mist and warm sunlight.
She felt as if all the burdens on her body had been lifted, as if with each stream of semen washing over her
, every corner of her body was cleansed, and the filth and impurity that had troubled her for so long were
washed away. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and then her entire white body went limp like a puddle of white mud
.
Silence returned to the restroom, broken only by the soft breathing of two people. A clear
liquid mixed with white fluid slowly flowed from the swollen, crimson petals, trickling down the long, alabaster-white legs
, leaving a noticeable stain on the rose-patterned fishnet stockings, finally settling on the floor of the
7-centimeter stiletto heel with a white bow. The large, water-red silk bow, stained with the white fluid, appeared
even more lifelike under the light, as if about to take flight.
The door to the VIP room finally opened, and the waitresses, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly returned to their positions from all corners. They
stood in a neat row, wearing somewhat awkward professional smiles, and bowed to welcome the two
distinguished guests who had kept them waiting. It was almost midnight, and they were all waiting to close and return to their dormitories to rest
. At this moment, no matter how handsome the man in the room was, he was no longer their focus.
However, the two VIPs who emerged from the private room were somewhat different. The man they had discussed all night
was still as tall and handsome as ever, his sharply defined features and expressionless face unchanged. Only his overcoat
had been removed, leaving him in only a thin shirt. The collar appeared to be undone,
and his hair was somewhat disheveled.
But the elegant lady who had been in the same room with him was not present. The man was
carrying a long, human-shaped object, his overcoat completely covering it. However,
the few long, wavy, wine-red hairs spilling from the collar and the two jade-like feet encased in white rose-
patterned fishnet stockings peeking out from the hem of his coat revealed that he was carrying the same beautiful and poised lady from before.
The woman's plump, slender body was completely curled up inside her coat, only her long, straight, fair
legs visible. Her exposed feet wore 7-centimeter stiletto heels in white lambskin,
the pale red silk bows on the toes swaying lazily and effortlessly with each step
.
The waitresses watched the man leave, exchanging bewildered glances.
Why were this couple, who appeared to be mother and son, leaving the private room in such a state? Why was that beautiful, mature woman, who looked like a noblewoman
, lying in the man's arms? What had they been doing in the room for so long?
But inside, everything had returned to normal. The dishes on the large round table were now completely cold. The half-open
washroom was spotless; all traces of their sexual activity had been wiped clean, and the ambiguous fluids
had been flushed away. A faint scent of lovemaking lingered in the air, a
scent that no amount of expensive perfume could mask.
I carried Bai Liyuan, her body limp like a puddle of flesh, into the elevator. With the creaking of the elevator,
the stunning woman wrapped in a coat seemed to struggle slightly, murmuring something to herself.
"Husband... I'm sorry..."
Then, Bai Liyuan let out a weak, soft sigh. To whom was that sigh directed?
To me, or to my father? I no longer knew.

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