【Return】(06) 【Author: (sfl0) Dr. Buwen】

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********** 　　... 　　"So clever and mischievous!" Could it be that my godfather was deliberately trying to match me up with Tingting? I didn't dare to press further. 　　"Brother, how's your revenge plan going?" Tingting didn't want to continue the previous topic. 　　"It was going quite smoothly, but then someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Damn it, I really want to kill him!" 　　"Didn't they say they'd caught him? They should be finding out soon. Dog Brother's internet is definitely fine!" 　　"I hope so!" 　　"Hehe, brother! How did you manage to get your aunt to give you the shares with such sweet talk?" 　　"It hasn't come to that yet!" 　　"That's why I asked you what you plan to do. I can't figure out why an elder would listen to a junior and 　　give you such a large sum of money." 　　"I—" I couldn't possibly tell a nineteen-year-old girl that I relied on my manhood, could I? She only knew 　　that I planned to seize the Xing family's enormous wealth, and she didn't know that I also planned to win over a beauty. The first person to suggest 　　that I have both money and beauty was my dear mother. She even said that she wanted that adoptive grandmother to call her "sister" in the future, which made me 　　happy just thinking about it. 　　"What's wrong? Did you use some kind of sleeping potion?" Tingting joked. 　　"How could that be? My aunt is really good to me. She'll help me with anything I do." 　　"Then why did you say she was your cousin yesterday?" 　　"Oh, that was to deceive my two younger sisters. I can't let them know my identity yet, otherwise the plan 　　can't go on." 　　"I knew it! But your aunt is really a very good person. She even brought me chicken soup this morning." 　　I suddenly remembered what Sister Ting had told me last night, so I asked, "My aunt really likes you and said she wants to 　　take you as her goddaughter!" 　　"Are you bragging?!" Tingting pouted. 　　"It's absolutely true! She told me specifically last night that she heard about your situation and thinks you're especially smart 　　and cute, so she wants to get closer to you!" 　　"How could that be? Do you expect me to move into her house?" 　　"No, it's not like you're adopting a child. It's just establishing a formal relationship so you can visit each other more often. She's just looking for 　　an opportunity to repay you." 　　"If it's just about calling me godmother, that's fine. I'll still be my instructor. Then I 　　can openly visit you more often." Tingting and Lingling run a fitness club together; one 　　teaches aerobics and the other yoga—their public professions. 　　As they talked, they arrived at the "Qianhefeng" residential complex, only about 200 meters from the municipal government's family compound. The house was 　　bought in Lingling's name; to outsiders, it seemed like a poor father had moved into a big house with his now-wealthy daughter. 　　On the seventh floor of unit seven, the godfather was on the sofa scrolling through a tablet. He smiled when he saw them 　　. I greeted her first, and Tingting just mumbled something and went into her room. 　　He gestured for me to sit down, then whispered, "How was she? Did she throw a tantrum?" 　　"She's fine, Tingting's still very well-behaved." 　　"How could my daughter not be well-behaved? Hehe!" 　　"Grandpa's scolding me for being naughty, hahaha!" 　　"Hahahaha! You kids always overthink things. Tingting's only well-behaved around you; 　　sometimes she acts up, and I can't do anything about it." 　　"Hehehe, she's just a little girl; she'll be better when she's older." 　　"That's where you, as her older brother, have to teach her more. Okay, let's not talk about her anymore. I left in a hurry yesterday and forgot 　　to ask how Grandpa Ding is doing?" 　　"What a coincidence! I couldn't get in touch with my master for a while, but I received his email last night, and Grandpa 　　asked about him today. My master is in very good health and is currently traveling around Guangxi, enjoying himself to the fullest!" 　　My godfather was a sent-down youth in Yunnan when he was young. Once, while working in the mountains, he got lost 　　and accidentally wandered into a reserve of the Ani ethnic group. Starving, he stole rice cakes offered as tribute, resulting in a chase by the entire village. He was caught and brought back to the village; back then, 　　stealing offerings could have resulted in immediate execution. Fortunately, he met his master, who was gathering herbs nearby. The master used some precious herbs 　　to save my godfather's life and heal his injuries. Although my godfather was initially refused as an apprentice, the master still taught him two 　　extremely powerful external martial arts techniques. So, after my father passed away, when the master asked me to become his godfather, he readily agreed 　　. 　　"Master Ding is so carefree. Sometimes I also want to put down these annoying things and 　　go for a walk with the old man, without thinking about anything." The godfather took a sip of water and continued, "These things will eventually have to be handed over to 　　the younger generation. It's not that I have ulterior motives, but I know you and I can't rely on them. Your wife from the south has plenty of money, 　　and the Xing family's billions might all be yours in the future. You definitely won't stay in this world for long. Tingting 　　is also a free spirit; she can do things well but can't win people over. These things can only be handed over to Lingling." 　　"These things are still a long way off, Grandpa, don't worry too much!" " 　　I'll be sixty by the end of the year, and I should retire from my cushy job in the family compound. I can't compare to you and Master Ding's 　　profound internal strength training. I can feel my physical strength declining significantly in recent years. Last time I fought with a teenager..."

"I almost lost the game; I can only deal with women half-heartedly! I know my own situation... Although Lingling
isn't as smart as you two, she has a ruthless streak and likes to mingle with the brothers below, which is
the foundation of success in the underworld. You and Tingting both prefer to be alone, more like chivalrous knights than gangsters. I do
n't need to worry too much about your future, but Tingting is different. After all, she's a woman, and even if she gets married, she'll still need her family to protect her,
so I hope you can take care of her..." I didn't know how to answer, so I just nodded and listened to my godfather continue his
long-winded ramblings.
We chatted like this until dinner. My godfather's family never cooks; the canteen staff in the residential compound cooks and delivers
the food, which is a benefit of the compound's logistics. Delivering it to their door is a special case for him. Today I went,
so I specifically called to ask for more food. It was a very sumptuous meal with three meat dishes and four vegetable dishes. Tingting ate very quickly with only one hand,
finishing two bowls of rice before going back to her room to rest. I knew she must be exhausted, but she hadn't
come out at all except for meals, nor had she said a word to her godfather. What was going on between them? Had her godfather exposed
her girlish heart, and was she still throwing a tantrum? Lingling wasn't around either, so there was no way to ask what was happening.
I received a text from Sister Ting saying that she and Xing Yun had arrived home and asked where I was. Damn it! That Xing Yun
is like a stubborn leech. It's been three days since I've slept with Sister Ting, and I don't even want to go back tonight. Anyway,
it's been a long time since I've stayed here, and I'm a little nostalgic. I might as well stay one more night and put some pressure on Sister Ting
so she'll make up her mind to get rid of Xing Yun sooner.
After discussing it with my godfather, we decided to stay the night. I sent a text to Sister Ting saying that I had run into an
old friend I met while working part-time and planned to stay at his place tonight. The text message
had barely been sent when Sister Ting called—
"Kun, where are you now?"
"I'm in Xinhua Old Street. My old friend here is also from Linjiang. His family bought him an apartment so he could settle down
here. It's been so long! Let's have a good chat tonight!"
"It's not convenient to stay at someone else's house. You should come back!"
"Just for one night. I'll be back tomorrow."
"We can talk late, but you should come back! I'll feel more at ease with you at home." Sister Ting's words touched my
heart.
"I just told my friend I wasn't leaving tonight, which isn't good! And it'll be troublesome for me to come back. If I want to have a private
chat with you, I'll have to wait for someone to go to the bathroom or shower."
"That's true. That Xiaoyun is so inconsiderate! After I take your uncle home tomorrow, I'll let her go home.
Come back early tomorrow, I'll wait for you to have lunch together. Honey!"
Hehe, Sister Ting is finally going to send me away. 　　Lying on the narrow bed I hadn't used to in so long, I felt a bit out of sorts at night. Looking at the changed furnishings, I couldn't fall asleep
! 　　This insomnia was somewhat reminiscent of the first few days after I checked into the Huayou Hotel. During the day, I accompanied Han Zhijia shopping, 　　eating, boating on the river, and hiking. It was exhausting enough, but what was worse was her alluring voice 　　calling me "little brother" repeatedly, her devilish figure always dressed in an exceptionally sexy way, and her frequent intimate gestures 　　. Several times, I almost couldn't resist taking her right there and then. My penis was hard all day, and even at bedtime, it was still 　　semi-erect, but I was too tired to sleep. 　　This went on for four nights in a row. If this continued, I'd definitely kill myself. The fifth day was finally a relief 　　. Han Zhijia had business engagements and was busy all day; I didn't see her. Although I still missed her a little, 　　I finally got a good night's sleep. Feeling incredibly bored alone in my room that night, I meditated for an hour 　　. Surprisingly, when it was time to sleep, I was wide awake, lying in bed wide awake. On a whim, I pulled out my penis, and automatically thought of 　　Han Zhijia. My lower body reacted instantly, becoming erect and pointing straight to the ceiling. 　　Alas! Faced with such a beauty, I could only look and dare not touch. I finally managed to contact my master to ask about the Nine Yin and Nine Yang 　　techniques, but he said both were extremely rare, one in ten thousand. Meeting even one was already a blessing or a curse; 　　meeting two like this was a one in a million chance. I should just let go of my prejudices and follow my heart. Just 　　as I was about to revel in my success, my master added: "To die under a peony is to die a romantic death." A chill ran down my spine. 　　Just as I was about to turn over, there was a knock at the door. Could it be Han Zhijia? It was already past eleven. Did she intend to 　　take advantage of me and force herself on me? Should I fight back? Should I just risk my life and enjoy it? 　　How many men would be willing to give their lives for a night with a woman like this? Or should I remain steadfast and unmoved, 　　after all, I still have two of my father's dying wishes to fulfill! If I'm gone, who will inherit those wishes from? 　　So I must live. 　　Just as I was lost in thought, the door opened. It really was Han Zhijia! Her hair was styled in a high bun, giving her 　　an elegant and graceful appearance. She wore a rose-colored dress, revealing her entire left shoulder, the neckline slanted past a gold sunflower 　　brooch on her chest, but her cleavage was completely hidden; the skirt was also asymmetrical, the right half resembling a miniskirt, while the left side was 　　a long, tassel-like skirt past her knees. High-quality, flesh-colored, shiny stockings made her legs appear exceptionally long, and she wore 　　purple high heels with gold butterfly buckles, the gold heels a full 12cm high. In her right hand she carried a gray suede 　　short coat, and in her left hand she carried an ivory-white, gold-trimmed handbag and a small box. 　　Han Zhijia came in excitedly, only to find me lying blankly on the bed, one hand holding my 　　erect penis. Damn, that moment of embarrassment made me want to jump out the window. 　　Her reaction was relatively calm; she covered her face with her coat and apologized repeatedly, saying she thought I 　　was asleep and that's why she swiped her card to come in—she had the highest-level access card, able to 　　open any room. She explained that she came in because some of the desserts at the previous party were particularly delicious, so she had the kitchen make 　　another batch for me to try. She placed the dessert box on the table and quickly left, carefully closing 　　the door behind her. 　　This embarrassing moment drastically changed my impression of her. Before, I saw her as the 　　embodiment of lust, interpreting all her intimacy as lustful. But actually, it was me who was truly lustful. Thinking about it carefully…

She's actually more like a child; she likes me and is close to me. She speaks her mind directly,
without any pretense or affectation. It was actually me who was putting on airs the whole time. This older sister is actually a very good
woman; maybe I can really try dating for the first time!
************
Thinking about my wife and mother, I fell asleep without realizing it, until my godfather's knocking woke me up early the next morning.
Dog Brother's information network is indeed powerful; news had already arrived in the middle of the night that the opponent had gone through multiple transfers before finally
reaching the assassin's account, and the source was a mahjong parlor owner named Du Changjiang.
"This guy shouldn't have anything to do with my aunt! Brother Gou stopped here?"
"Yeah, because we knew pretty much what was going on after finding Du Changjiang. We'd have to figure it out ourselves from there
."
"Grandpa, please tell me."
"You're not very familiar with things in Linjiang's underworld right now. Du Changjiang is Liu Qianjun's brother-in-law. Liu Qianjun's
old nickname was 'Taffy,' you should remember that!" "
Oh, I know that. The famous college student who got involved in the underworld ten years ago, right? Didn't he go in by running a brothel
?"
"He's been out for two years now. He's Mad Pig's advisor."
"Mad Pig? No way! Why would he want to kill my aunt? It's completely unrelated! At most,
Xing Laoda or Xing Li in the Xing family have connections in the underworld. Neither of them would have any reason to kill my third aunt!"
"I also find it a bit strange. Even if he knew you were Yu Fei, there was no need to kill your aunt instead of you
. I can't figure it out for now. Mad Pig has gone through so many hands, he must have been determined to do it. But
your aunt shouldn't be worth so much effort! An ordinary young woman, a few thugs could
take care of her at the market, and they could pretend it was an isolated incident. Why go to such lengths? Making it so secretive that only Big Dog
could find out."
"Grandpa, do you know where Mad Pig usually hangs out? I'll sneak over tonight and see. If this doesn't
work out, they'll definitely mention it, and maybe I'll find something."
"How could I possibly know where he is, just like he couldn't possibly know I'm here. I've
only met him once or twice, we've never interacted before, and I don't think we've even spoken. Hmm!" Let me think... I
have heard that he meets with a few gang leaders at a restaurant near Carp Bridge, and it seems that
he owns that restaurant and a nearby auto repair shop. "Speaking of Liyu Bridge, it's not far from the Second Hospital. It's only a seven or
eight-minute drive if there's no traffic. Maybe you and your aunt have some kind of disagreement, but she hasn't paid attention. Go back and
ask her about it. I'll keep an eye on things for you too, since Mad Pig has become my biggest concern."
"Okay! I'll go back to my aunt's house first, and I'll check on things at Liyu Bridge when I have time."
************
I rushed back in a taxi. Before I could even take out my keys, the door clicked open. Xing Yun! Today she
was wearing a pink Adidas tracksuit, a gray velvet cardigan underneath, and white Adidas sneakers.
She really has a lot of clothes here; she's changed four or five outfits in just three days. We both paused,
realizing she was leaving. I was secretly pleased but didn't say anything, just nodded. She smiled generously at me and said
, "Oh, Uncle's back just in time. Aunt, you don't need to see me off, just have Uncle take it to the gate of the complex
."
Sister Ting from inside the porch handed me a package; it wasn't heavy, probably clothes. I had everything I needed,
so I just had to see her off. As soon as we entered the elevator, she stood by the door. I, carrying my things, chose the innermost corner. She glanced
at me, then slowly moved to my side. I felt a little awkward and cleared my throat, but still couldn't find anything to say. Suddenly, I realized 　　how useful
a smartphone is for avoiding awkward silences when two people are alone ; unfortunately, I didn't have one. 　　"Uncle… I'll still call you brother, since Aunt isn't here anyway," she suddenly looked up and asked tentatively. 　　"Oh, it's fine, just call me whatever you want, we're all young people anyway." 　　"Hehe, I think you're quite mature." 　　"Really?" I was a little confused about what she meant. 　　"You're usually so quiet. I've been here for three days, and you've only said a few words." 　　"Maybe it's just a coincidence. I'm planning to go back to Linjiang for work, so we can talk more later." I decided 　　to preemptively address this, lest I feel awkward about staying here long-term. 　　"Okay! How about you come with me to Caotou Street to buy some things?" 　　"Hmm?" Caotou Street was nearby, only a five-minute walk, so I couldn't refuse. 　　"There's a place that sells really delicious white sugar rice cakes. My mom and I both love them, so we want to buy some. You 　　can try some too, they're really good." 　　The elevator arrived, and I nodded in agreement, letting her go first. At the gate, I swiped my card first and 　　let her go first again. The community's landscaping was nice, with trees lining every path, and sometimes even squirrels darted 　　out. I followed behind Xing Yun, neither of us saying a word. When we were almost at the community gate, she suddenly turned around, grabbed 　　the bag in my hand, and tried to take it, but couldn't quite manage it. I looked at her in surprise. 　　She said unhappily, "You go back first, I'll go buy rice cakes myself." 　　"Huh? What's wrong? Didn't we say we'd go together?" 　　"I don't like forcing people." 　　"What's wrong? You're not forcing me? Let's go together, I want to try some too. If it's good, I can bring some back 　　for Sister Ting." 　　Xing Yun, like a child throwing a tantrum, her face changing three times in an instant, said with a slightly aggrieved tone, "Does brother really 　　dislike me?" 　　"Why do you say that? I don't dislike you!" 　　"Then why don't you want to talk to me?" 　　"Aren't we talking right now?" 　　"No, you haven't been talking to me these past few days. When I went to the toilet and showered, I heard you talking to Auntie 　　, and you seemed to be having a good time." 　　"Hey, you're overthinking it. We were just talking about things from when we were little, sometimes we'd suddenly mention her taking me to buy 　　candy or something, it's understandable that we were a little happy!"

"Oh, is that so? You don't hate me, do you?"
"Hey! You little girl, you overthink things. Why would I hate you? We've only known each other for three days.
It's not like you're covered in pus and have terrible breath."
"I'm not young anymore, I'm twenty-four. How old are you?"
"This—" I dared not say anything carelessly, after all, I was pretending to be Sister Ting's cousin.
"You're still keeping it a secret? Looks like you still hate me! Then you can go back first, I'll go buy rice cakes myself!"
Damn it, it's like I'm begging you to buy rice cakes. I made rice
cakes myself a lot back in Yunnan. Little girls are so troublesome! Oh well, I won't argue with her, and carefully said, "A little older than you, but not yet thirty
."
"You're so indecisive. Does your brother not have a girlfriend yet?"
Ugh! This question is even more difficult! I can't say I'm married, and I can't say I recently slept with our
mutual aunt! I simply said, "No. What's wrong? Are you planning to introduce me to someone?" I decided
to joke with her.
"No, I was just asking."
"Should we wait at the traffic light or take the overpass?" After leaving the neighborhood, we reached an intersection, and I asked
for directions.
"The overpass, waiting is annoying! Brother, why didn't you ask me if I have a boyfriend?"
"Oh, do you?"
"You're being so reluctant! I'm not telling you." "
See? I knew you wouldn't tell, that's why I didn't ask." My attitude earlier was indeed a bit hurtful, so I
quickly tried to salvage the situation with a joke.
"Okay. Do you have WeChat, brother?" She didn't mention boyfriends again.
I didn't answer, but instead pulled out a rather old-fashioned flip phone from my pocket. Xing Yun chuckled,
very happily: "Hahaha! What era are we living in? People still use this kind of phone! You really are an Agassi,
hahaha!" Her laughter did resemble Yuan Min's, dignified yet alluring.
"Why did you change your address from Oppa to Agassi?"
"Oh my, you watch Korean dramas? Looks like you're not too out of touch. Hehe! You're quite funny when you talk!"
"I just think smartphones are too troublesome. After all, a phone only has two functions: making calls and sending text messages."
"Hahaha, you sound like my grandpa!"
"Am I that old?"
"I'm not talking about age, but the way you speak, and even your demeanor is a bit like mine. My grandpa really hates new
things and always thinks the old days were better."
"Old people are bound to be nostalgic."
"Hey, the more I look at you, the more you look like someone from my family. You look a bit like my third uncle and my dad—" Damn it,
this girl has a sharp eye. I hope she doesn't figure it out! I quickly interjected, "Yes, yes, I
'm actually your long-lost brother. My name is Xing Dayun. Long time no see, dear sister!"
"Xing—Da—Yun, hahaha, you're so talented! Sigh! We're here, this is the family." Hearing
the word "dear," a blush spread across her face.
We finally arrived. Xing Yun bought a pound and a half of white sugar rice cakes; it seems she really loves them. She also bought me
half a pound so I could take some back for Sister Ting to try. When we parted, she insisted on having my phone number, saying she'd
give me one of her old phones next time. Then she chattered on and on about a bunch of strange things before finally getting in
the car and leaving.
************
Half a month passed quickly. My relationship with Sister Ting became even closer; we could share a bed without drinking, and
sometimes we'd be intimate even in broad daylight. During sex, she'd occasionally call me "husband" as a reward, but I always felt something was missing. It didn't have the same intimate feeling I have with my wife. There was still 　　something
between Sister Ting and me . 　　The relationship progressed slowly, and things with Crazy Pig were also completely unclear. After several rounds of subtle probing, Sister Ting 　　said she hadn't been to Carp Bridge in years, let alone knew anyone there. I went to the restaurants and repair shops in Liyuqiao three times 　　to scout out the area, but with little success. After all, I had no idea what "Mad Pig" looked like, or even 　　what his real name was. My godfather drew me a picture from memory of a fat man with pigtails, the 　　kind of fat man you see on the street every day. I did see Liu Qianjun twice, though, since he'd been to jail and had a photo 　　. But I couldn't see him once he entered the repair shop; he always left before dark, so I couldn't find a chance 　　to spy on him. This Liu the advisor was indeed shrewd; he always went in a small electric scooter, and then five followers 　　rode together, going from street to street, sometimes together, sometimes apart. It was hard for me to keep up alone. It 　　's been a full month since my third uncle passed away, and it's time for the lawyer to announce his will. My third uncle didn't hire legal 　　representation from the Xing family; instead, he just found a lawyer outside the Municipal Intermediate People's Court with only a small office. My arrival, dressed formally with Sister Ting 　　, left the young lawyer feeling somewhat flattered. The engineering school leaders, already seated nearby, 　　were clearly there for the 3% grant. Surprisingly, a legal representative from the Xing family was also present. Could 　　Uncle San possibly leave something for the Xing family? 　　It turned out Uncle San owned a house at the university, currently occupied by two male graduate students. Sister Ting could choose to rent 　　or sell it. The current house would naturally be inherited by Sister Ting. The equipment in the university lab, worth over 3.5 million yuan purchased out of Uncle San's own pocket 　　, would be left to the university free of charge… Finally, they discussed the shares: Sister Ting and I would each own 2%, and the remaining 3 　　% would be transferred within three months. The proceeds would be used to establish a research fund within the engineering school, jointly managed by the university and Sister Ting 　　. If the transfer fails within three months, Xing Guoqiang will purchase it at the then-current stock price, and the proceeds will go 　　to the foundation… (That’s good! I’ll have my wife and mother buy it later, then my 7% stake is secure.) 　　The lawyer finally finished reading the will and some standard phrases. Everyone had to sign and fill out forms, and we had a huge pile of 　　documents before everyone dispersed in the afternoon. 　　Back home, Sister Ting slumped weakly on the sofa. I gently sat down beside her, put my arm around 　　her, and softly stroked her hair. She nestled against my chest like a docile lamb, her arms wrapped around my 　　waist. After what seemed like an eternity, Sister Ting’s stomach growled, and we smiled at each other, eating yesterday’s…

The remaining braised pork was used to cook two bowls of noodles, which the two of us devoured.
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, after the will was read, we both felt a sense of relief, as if from that moment on,
our relationship had entered a new phase, and the space within this house truly belonged to us.
The inexplicable wall that had always separated us had disappeared, and I could finally take a step further—
"Yuting," I gradually dropped the "sister" title, and she accepted it, "Now that you suddenly have such a large
sum of money, what are you planning to do?"
"I've thought about it many times, buying this and that, but now that it's actually mine, I don't really feel anything."
As she spoke, she leaned closer to me, raising her right hand, her index and middle fingers gently touching my freshly
shaved chin, and continued, "How about I buy you a car?"
"No need, I have money now. I can buy one myself."
"Consider it a gift from me."
"No need, Yuting, you've bought me so many clothes, and I've been eating and drinking here for free for so long, how
can I accept anything from you?"
"That's different, that was before. Things are different now. I need to give you a big new gift, so it'll
be easier for you to work at the Huayou Hotel..." A while ago, unable to resist Sister Ting's constant questioning, I lied and said
I'd found a job as a security trainer at the Huayou Hotel. Of course, my wife cooperated by having the HR manager give
me a certificate. "Not just the car, I'll have to supervise everything you wear and use from now on."
"Were my old clothes really that bad?"
"No, they weren't bad. You're so handsome, you look good in anything. But those old clothes were too low-end, they
dragged you down. I'll take you shopping and dress you up nicely."
I quickly lowered my head and gave her a deep kiss. She responded passionately; her tongue was much more agile than before,
gradually keeping up with my rhythm. Taking a breather, I moved closer to her ear and whispered, "Thank you, honey
!" Her eyes flickered, and she turned and kissed me back.
After a long while, she suddenly leaned on my shoulder and said softly, "Kun, do you know why I treated
you like that?"
"There's real affection between us!"
"No, I mean, the first time we... I... I took the initiative with you—that."
"This, I really don't know. I've always wanted to ask you, but I didn't know how to bring it up."
"Hmm." She pecked my lips again before continuing, "You know, actually I knew
you even before I knew your third uncle." "
Really!?"
"Really, but only by half a day. It was when you were nine years old, you said you went to find a master
, right? Your father said you were missing, and after a lot of trouble finding you, he specially brought you back to Linjiang for a checkup and vaccinations
. I had just started working then, do you remember? The older sister who gave you the shot was me,
haha, so I've already seen your little bottom, hahaha!"
"Is that even possible? I have absolutely no recollection of that. What a terrible thing!"
"You're still a child, it's normal that you don't remember. As soon as you sat down, you told your dad, 'This older sister is so pretty
!' That made me both happy and nervous. But I also think she's pretty, especially her eyes—"
She looked at me, staring directly into my eyes. I was a little embarrassed and just blinked a few times jokingly.
"Your eyes are still so bright, unlike everyone else's, who are all greedy and greedy, or lecherous and practically
wanting to strip me naked."
"That's because you're so beautiful!"
"Okay, let me finish. I thought this little kid was so cute. Later that afternoon, your third uncle came to pick you up
, and that was the first time I met him. By the time you were sixteen, you'd grown into a very handsome young man.
I don't know why, but seeing your eyes made my heart pound. Of course, you're even more handsome now!
The day you came to the small auditorium to find me, after seeing your eyes, my heart was beating so fast, I even
dreamed about you that night. So after seeing your third uncle off, I called you, but I was too embarrassed to ask you to come over right away;
I didn't know what I might do."
"My dear Ting, you feel the same way to me. Let me tell you a secret: my first
wet dream was with you."
"Haha, you mean that time when you were thirteen? I know that. In the middle of the night, you suddenly started mumbling
something, rubbing your genitals against my thigh, and then you ejaculated. But I was too embarrassed to say
anything back then, so I secretly went to wash myself clean, and the next day I had to pretend I didn't know anything." As she spoke, she placed her hand on
my crotch and slowly rubbed it.
"Yuting, you're so sweet!"
"But that's only the first reason. There's a second reason, because of your third uncle—"
"Third uncle? No way, did he tell you to do this with me before he left?"
"Nonsense, how could that be! Even if he's clueless about romance, he wouldn't be that crazy. He
might be a genius in physics and materials science, but when it comes to family life, he's a complete child. Hmm." Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not
talking about that. If it were just frigidity, I probably wouldn't be so upset. He completely doesn't understand family life.
Back in the old house, if I came back from a business trip, the house would be a complete mess, with instant noodle containers
blocking the kitchen. "
Scientists inevitably have their limitations."
"Maybe so. What's most unbearable is his indifference towards me. When I cut myself with a knife while cooking,
he walked by without even glancing at me. When I asked him why, he said I'm an adult and don't need him
to take care of me like a child. Once I went shopping... Ugh! Let's not talk about these unpleasant things, it's all in the past
. Now I have you, you're a good man a woman can rely on, you know? He's never even
opened the car door for me once. If I fell in his lab, he'd definitely check if the equipment was broken first, and
then start blaming me for not being brave enough to go in." She'd barely stopped talking before she started again, you can imagine how deep her resentment had run over the years
.
Listening to Zhu Yuting complain about her third uncle, I suddenly thought of my father. Their marriage and separation were originally a...
Unexpectedly, if they were to live together, based on my understanding of my father, he'd probably be in
a similar situation to my third uncle and his wife, the only difference being that he might have many women outside the marriage. Are all the men in the Xing family
indifferent to family? That old man was the same; Grandma died so mysteriously. Relatively
speaking, Xing Guoqiang might be considered a more responsible husband, even though his performance in bed has declined.
"Don't keep thinking about these unpleasant things from the past. Let's talk about something positive, like that third reason," I
interrupted Yuting's incessant complaining.
"Yes, you're right. The third reason is today. Now, with our combined savings, we can live a life of
comfort and security. I feel like I have no worries anymore. Xiao Kun, don't misunderstand, I'm not saying we'll
stop working. You still have to go to work next Monday, and so do I. With a good financial foundation, we
can live peacefully together, but work can add variety to our lives. Especially since it's no longer
a chain binding us; it becomes a spice of life."
"Yu Ting, you're practically a philosopher! You speak so eloquently."
"Actually, I read these things in books and then summarized them myself. Sigh! I
didn't used to like reading much, but I was often home alone, and the TV wasn't very good, so I would read some books. Later, I started reading
online and on my tablet. Hahaha!"
"Hehe, Yu Ting, you haven't mentioned another reason."
"No, that's all, just these three."
"Yes, and another reason is your physiological condition that night. Haha!"
Before I could finish speaking, Zhu Yuting was already throwing punches at my chest, biting her lip and scolding,
"You little rascal!"
"What's wrong? I meant you drank that day, which is why you were so bold and expressive." Seeing
the shy smile on Yuting's face, I added, "I didn't say you're perpetually sexually frustrated."
"Don't say that! You're getting worse and worse!" "
It's all thanks to Yuting's excellent guidance every night!"
"Pah! Waaah!" You're bullying me! Yuting's expression suddenly changed. She looked up and kissed my cheek, then moved
to my lips, actively sticking out her tongue and starting to entwine with mine. "Kun, I'm wet down there." This
sentence was like a commander's order, making my little brother immediately stand at attention. What should happen at this moment?
Of course, I couldn't miss it.
While our tongues were locked in a tug-of-war, we were also undressing each other, and soon we were both without any extra clothes. Yu
Ting was only wearing the pink lingerie she had specially chosen. The bra was strapless, a half-cup style, decorated
with white petals along the top, making her nipples faintly visible. I first licked her already erect nipples through the petals, while Yu Ting
's fair, jade-like right hand vigorously stroked my penis, occasionally kissing the purplish glans.
Thanks to my recent constant stimulation, Yu Ting's estrogen levels were high, and her breasts were noticeably larger, with
a slight upturn, showing signs of secondary puberty. I sucked hard on her nipple, and she shivered with pleasure,
almost breaking my penis. I then switched to gently touching and biting with my teeth, while my left hand reached down and patted her
already soaked crotch. She was becoming increasingly aroused; I could almost hear the sound of water gushing from her panties and mons pubis.
She eagerly lowered her head to give me oral sex, so I could only knead her lovely nipples with my fingers,
then switch to gently patting them from bottom to top, like a milkmaid massaging a cow. Yu Ting's moans grew louder.
My hand gently slid across her back, then I slapped her buttocks a few times. They felt really good, like two big steamed buns
. She jokingly looked up and glared at me, but her mouth didn't relax at all; the head of my penis
moved left and right inside her mouth. Actually, her oral sex skills were the worst I'd ever encountered, but the tenderness and earnestness
of her service were very pleasing to me.
I had to reciprocate, so I bent down and asked, "Yu Ting, can I try a new position?"
"Mmm..."
"Are you afraid of being upside down?"
"Mmm?" Before she could react, I had already picked her up, but upside down. Her
mouth was still holding the head of my penis, one hand gripping the base of it, the other hand grabbing my thigh, trying to maintain
her balance. Because of the change in angle, my penis almost went deep into her throat, causing her to cough violently. Her
lower body was now above my head, her steaming vulva right in front of my nose. I wrapped my arms around her
legs to keep her from getting too tired, and licked her vulva with my tongue, my nose occasionally brushing against her clitoris.
She tried to protest, but the stimulation in her lower body was too intense, and she couldn't speak, only moaning
softly. My tongue left her mons pubis, licking her inner thighs randomly, my left index finger
continuing to tease her clitoris, while my right middle finger gently touched the entrance of her vagina. After several repetitions, Yu Ting
's body began to writhe, unable to hold my penis in her mouth, and she let out muffled groans.
Seizing the opportunity, I retracted my tongue into a long strip and thrust it back into her vagina. Yu Ting cried out,
spitting out my penis, her breathing short and heavy. Sure enough, her vagina began to contract, and a stream of rice-water-like fluid
spurted out. I quickly opened my mouth wide, covering the entrance with my lips, and swallowed all the fluid. Although I couldn't
refine it with my mouth, it still felt great to eat, and I could feel the intense love between us. After repeating this three times,
I finally placed the limp Zhu Yuting on the sofa.
Her eyes were glazed, her face flushed, and she looked at me with a half-smile. Her legs were spread wide on the sofa,
her whole body radiating an intense aura of desire. The area between her legs was engorged and swollen from repeated arousal, and clear fluid
filled her opening. I lowered my head and approached her entrance, taking a deep breath. The scent was tinged with the pungent smell of perfume, but it only
made me more excited. I half-squatted between her legs and thrust my penis into her now-wet vagina
. Yuting let out another soft moan, raised an arm to my shoulder, and her red lips asked for another kiss. She could now accept
tasting her own secretions from my mouth.
The piston-like movements of my penis created a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound, which, combined with her low, soft moans,
excited me even more. I couldn't help but thrust harder, about a hundred times, each time all the way to the hilt. She quickly reached another climax.
She bit my shoulder, her fingers gripping my back tightly.
I don't know how much time passed, but I suddenly realized how dark the room was, while the outside was brightly lit. Zhu Yuting, who had experienced countless
orgasms, sat on my lap, one hand gripping my still-erect penis, and said in a sobbing voice
, "Kun, don't you want to ejaculate yet? I really can't take it anymore, it burns like fire the slightest touch.
How are you so amazing? My hand is aching."
"It's okay, I'm happy as long as you're satisfied."
"But, not ejaculating often is bad for your health!"
"It's alright, I ejaculated twice last Tuesday."
"Really, ejaculating too much is bad, but holding it in for a long time isn't good for your vas deferens or anything. And it's always me who
's satisfied, but you're not. We'll have problems if we keep doing this."
"How could that be! You'll be my woman from now on, we'll always be together."
"But this is a big deal too, we can't always have only me satisfied while you're always hungry, right?
Did your teacher teach you any methods that might satisfy you?"
"Well, do you want me to rely on masturbation to solve everything from now on?"
"No, no. You have me now, how can I let you masturbate again? That would be so irresponsible of me. I mean,
your master taught you so much, there must be a way for you to feel good, right?"
"I don't think so. He did tell me I'd have several women."
"Pah! You're not allowed to go looking for other women, or I'll bite you to death." Saying that, she bit my right breast, but
not with full force.
"I only have you in my heart, how could I go looking for other women?"
"I believe you in that, but didn't you say your master is very accurate at fortune telling and face reading?"
"Some things are accurate, but I can control these things myself. If I say I won't look for other women, I won't. I only love you
!" Saying that, I used my arms to lift her buttocks, her swollen vulva hovering over my glans, we could both feel
each other's breath.
"No! Stop it, I really can't take it anymore!" She struggled desperately, but unfortunately, she wasn't strong enough to break free.
I couldn't help but laugh, keeping my arms still, lifting my hips, my glans brushing against her labia. She cried out, "
It hurts! It's like a branding iron! 　　I really can't take it anymore! Okay, Kun Kun, please let your sister go!"
"Little brother just wants to take good care of his sister!" "No, please! I really can't! Can I use my mouth instead?" 　　"No, little brother just wants to go inside and take a look! Unless his wife calls him 'husband,' then he'll cherish his wife." I 　　knew I couldn't take the joke too far; she looked like she was about to cry, so I quickly stopped. 　　"You bad boy! Okay, okay, husband will let his wife go!" 　　"Okay! But wife has to cook for me, I'm hungry!" Only then did I put her back on my lap. Seeing her 　　relieved expression, she really couldn't take it anymore. 　　There were still two packets of pickled vegetables in the refrigerator. Zhu Yuting stir-fried some pickled vegetables and shredded pork, then added them to noodles; the taste was still pretty 　　good. Seeing her tidying up the kitchen with such a virtuous look on her face, I couldn't help but tease her, "Wife, give me a baby!" 　　"Nonsense!" 　　"Really, I want to have a child with you." " 　　I—this, how is that possible?" 　　"Why not? We're both healthy, what's impossible about having a baby? Besides, it's not 　　our first child, you won't suffer too much." 　　"You don't know anything! Do you know how much suffering a woman endures during childbirth? Just giving birth can be excruciating for over ten hours, 　　like pulling a stick out of your penis!" 　　"Oh, I heard there's epidural analgesia now?" 　　"It's not about pain. Have you thought about how we'll register the baby? 　　Will it be an unregistered person for life?" 　　"Then—well, can we get married given our relationship?" 　　"I don't know either, but I guess not. Although we're not related by blood, I'm still your aunt, 　　that kind of marriage would be incest!" 　　Incest? Haha, I'm afraid of that? I married my own mother through legal procedures. Next step... 　　I'll also put my thing into my aunt's vagina, and my cousin, my aunt, and... well! And that cheap grandma 　　, judging from the photos, she's quite a beauty. But speaking of marriage, I really don't dare. Going to the Civil Affairs Bureau now 　　would just be bigamy, and all the groundwork I'd laid would be for nothing. 　　"I knew cousins couldn't marry, I really didn't know about our relationship." 　　"Haha, you can't marry Xiaoying." 　　"That lunatic, who wants her! Always acting all high and mighty, it's disgusting." 　　"You're just a sour grapes, I heard she has quite a few suitors." 　　"I'm lucky to have you!" 　　"You're sensible!" Women's words are indeed full of traps. 　　We chatted while watching TV, and as we talked, Zhu Yuting fell asleep on my lap. It 　　was almost 11 o'clock, I carried her into the master bathroom to wash her up, then put her on the bed and covered her with a blanket 　　before going back into the bathroom to shower myself. 　　The warm water felt wonderful against my skin. Looking at my now-soft penis, I couldn't help but feel 　　a little guilty. I'd been working hard every day but hadn't ejaculated even once in four days—this kid was really suffering! I'd 　　been with Zhu Yuting for almost a month. If you count by her orgasms, we'd had sex over a hundred times, but I'd 　　only ejaculated five or six times. As my yang energy nourished her yin, her body became increasingly 　　sensitive to my yang energy. She could reach orgasm with just a little effort, while I found it increasingly difficult to ejaculate. By 　　the time I reached about 60-70% climax, she was already exhausted, and I couldn't continue. There was a way to speed up my 　　orgasm: releasing the "dragon pearl" from my penis, but that would make her "die" even faster. Thankfully, 　　my wife would be back in five days. Then we could have that long-awaited, evenly matched battle! 　　Suddenly, Yu Ting rolled over in my arms, muttering, "...Xiao Kun, you're not allowed to find other women, you're not 　　allowed to leave me..." I found it amusing, stroked her hair, and whispered in her ear, "I love you, 　　Yu Ting!"

She was still asleep and couldn't hear me, just making little bubbling noises as she continued,
"...If you really want to find a wife, get married, and have children, you have to let me see her first. I also have to attend the wedding
, just like ours..."
She was thinking about these things even in her dreams, so it seems she really cares about marriage, and deep down she seems to be gradually
accepting polygamy. Haha! This is a good start! Maybe I can get Zhu Yuting and my mother
to have a sister-in-law get-together someday, since I haven't tried a threesome with a respectable woman yet. We can have a small ceremony at Huayou first
, just the three of us, not as extravagant and lively as my wedding day with my mother. Hey...
looking back now, that day really was the happiest day of my life!
The
wedding was deliberately chosen on a car-free day with clear roads, and as my father-in-law instructed, we
started sleeping in separate rooms nine days in advance. I got up at 6:30 in the morning, washed up, had breakfast, and at 7:15 a.m. someone came to
do my hair and change my clothes. The hairstylist was specially invited from Hong Kong, and the silver-gray suit
was custom-made by a high-end bespoke clothing store in Japan. The white leather shoes with gold toes looked a bit like 19th-century European aristocratic ballet shoes, which
I didn't like, but I wore them to comply with my wife's request. At 7:40 a.m., I left the room and went to
the Tai Gua room where the bride was. The door opened, and my bride was absolutely stunning—
her long hair, specially dyed blonde, was styled in a bun, and although she wore heavy makeup, it wasn't at all gaudy. The light gold eyeshadow
perfectly matched her temperament, and her pinkish-gold lips made her skin look even whiter. A pearl necklace made her appear
as elegant as a swan. Her burgundy long-sleeved short dress
had a neckline that plunged above her chest, with a subtle white lily pattern running from her bust to her hips. A gold ribbon cinched her waist, and the skirt was a straight cut that reached just above her knees.
Custom-made in Venice, the dress perfectly hugged her figure, showcasing both her curves and a dignified elegance
without revealing too much. Flesh-colored sheer stockings encased her perfect legs, and she wore
10cm gold pointed-toe heels adorned with scales and openwork sides.
Han Zhijia, unlike her usual lively self, wore a very formal and reserved expression. She bowed to me and
said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting!" before stepping out, taking my right arm, and
walking out together.
She finally smiled after we got into the hotel's extended limousine. She kissed my ear first, then
whispered, "My dear husband! Ugh! It was so tiring holding back, all because Dad wanted to record it!"
I was about to kiss her back when she raised her hand to stop me, frowning, "You're wearing makeup. Just bear with it, my darling husband
!"
We arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau's marriage registration office precisely at eight o'clock. Because we had made an appointment, and the bride was the daughter of a wealthy South Korean tycoon
, some kind of director personally processed our application first. First, we filled out forms, then they reviewed various documents.
My household registration was only transferred from Xishuangbanna back to Beijiang District in Linjiang for the sake of our marriage; my father-in-law even bought me
a villa for it, though I've never lived there. Zhizhi brought her passport, authentication documents from the Chinese and South Korean consulates,
and even her original divorce certificate to be on the safe side.
And so, a Bai woman of Chinese nationality, formerly known as Dao Junzhi, traveled through several Southeast Asian countries and, through
investment immigration in the late 1990s, transformed into Han Zhijia, a wealthy and beautiful South Korean woman. Five months after her divorce, she
legally married Xing Kun, a Chinese man—her biological son. Haha! When we were taking photos, we deliberately
shared a deep kiss in front of the photographer; my excitement almost made me burst out laughing!

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