[Urban] Zhang Wen's Homecoming (Complete) - 4-6

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Episode 2

Synopsis:

Faced with the mature and charming "older sister" Zhang Shaolin, under the influence of the medicinal wine, Zhang Wen forgot his purpose for coming and, driven by impulsive lust, deflowered her. However, due to exhaustion afterward, the two slept soundly, and were discovered by Chen Guixiang while still embracing. However, what happened next was far beyond Zhang Wen's expectations... The two little girls' performances became increasingly alluring, and Zhang Wen felt he could no longer resist. He began to set his sights on their tender little bodies...

Chapter 1: The Innocent Xi'er

Zhang Wen continued to kiss her skin, which seemed to have a faint milky fragrance, and his hands became somewhat frantic. Xi'er was already smaller than her younger sister, only about 140 centimeters tall. Now, holding her was effortless and particularly easy, like a father holding his daughter. The pleasure of her large hands sliding over her made her limp in Zhang Wen's arms, allowing him to grope her freely.

Zhang Wen's fingers gently caressed the slightly sunken slit of flesh. After a while, her sensitive area gradually became moist, warm, and slightly sticky. He hadn't expected Xi'er to be so sensitive so early in her development. Touching this, Zhang Wen's lust was aroused. He extended a finger and gently parted the two petals, caressing the warm, tender flesh a few times before tentatively inserting it.

"Daddy...it hurts...it hurts."

Xi'er's narrow little flower seemed to have no room even for a finger. Zhang Wen's finger couldn't penetrate at all. Caught off guard by the sudden insertion amidst the waves of pleasure, she cried out in pain.

"Xi'er...be good, don't move. Otherwise, Daddy won't want you anymore."

Zhang Wen's mind was no longer focused on that; he didn't care about that. He spoke heavily in her ear. Although he didn't know where Xi'er's dependence on him came from, such threats were usually very effective, like a child afraid of their father.

Sure enough, the little girl trembled upon hearing this, gritted her teeth, and pitifully turned to look at Zhang Wen. Her slender, beautiful legs trembled slightly, instinctively wanting to clench, but fearing Zhang Wen's anger, her eyes revealed a hint of pleading. Her pretty little face looked pitiful, exceptionally endearing.

But Zhang Wen was now consumed by lust and couldn't care less. He fiddled with his fingers a few times, dabbing them with some of the little girl's clear, sticky love fluid, and slowly inserted them again.

"Daddy..." Xi'er, slightly prepared, seemed to feel less pain than before, enduring the invasion, calling out as if in a daze. Whether out of fear or nervousness, her little mouth couldn't close, and clear, glistening saliva slowly dripped from the corners of her mouth, making her look like a fool, yet possessing a mysterious allure.

Although this was her foolish behavior, Zhang Wen found it particularly tempting. He couldn't help but turn her head slightly and flip her body to the side. Under her innocent gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her delicate, yet incredibly alluring, cherry-like lips, biting them and savoring the fragrance the little girl had never tasted before.

Xi'er didn't know what a kiss was, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched Zhang Wen kiss her like a wild beast. Her eyes were filled with tension and unease, her lips tightly shut, unsure what to do. Seeing her lack of reaction and unable to pry open her jaw, Zhang Wen realized this kiss wasn't satisfying. A thought flashed through his mind, and the finger already inside her moved somewhat roughly.

"Ah…" Despite being kissed, the pain still made Xi'er involuntarily

open her mouth slightly, letting out a suppressed sound. Zhang Wen seized the opportunity to slip his tongue into her slightly open mouth, wantonly savoring the taste of the sixteen-year-old girl, feeling a faint fragrance in her mouth, like baby formula. Xi'er was still a little nervous. No matter how Zhang Wen teased her, her little tongue didn't react, let alone respond. But all of this was already the peak of stimulation for Zhang Wen, a virgin.

He kissed her and licked her frantically. Zhang Wen felt like he was about to explode. After a while, he finally released her little mouth. Xi'er seemed a little reserved, afraid of this rough yet arousing act. She looked at Zhang Wen with innocent eyes and called out in a somewhat wooden voice, "Daddy... itchy..." Only then did Zhang Wen realize that her little place was even more lubricated, and she seemed to contract slightly and tighten her muscles. He couldn't help but recall the action he had seen before, and he imitated it by gently thrusting. Xi'er's face tightened, her beautiful big eyes half-closed, and she let out a meaningless moan. Her face also began to flush with passion.

Although Zhang Wen was puzzled as to why she didn't react when he kissed her lips, yet his lower body became wet so quickly, holding a naked, exquisitely beautiful little girl in his arms, unable to perform, was a rather unpleasant feeling. He was already aching from the erection, and now he couldn't deflower her. After thinking for a while, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind, and he reached out and grabbed her small hand.

"Xi'er, be good... hold it."

Xi'er instinctively resisted for a moment, but seeing the anger on Zhang Wen's face, she immediately softened and let him place her hand on that strange stick.

Xi'er gently grasped it and curiously squeezed it. Zhang Wen immediately breathed a sigh of pleasure: "Good girl... " But after a while, he realized that she didn't know how to manipulate it, so Zhang Wen held her smooth little hand in return, enjoying the thrill of the little girl helping him masturbate, and began to stroke it up and down. Xi'er watched all this curiously, her little hand moving up and down under Zhang Wen's guidance, almost forgetting the finger that made her uncomfortable inside her flower. Overwhelmed by pleasure, Zhang Wen unconsciously pulled his hand away from her lower body and grasped her small, firm breasts. He pinched her tiny, rice-grain-sized nipples while masturbating with her hand.

"It hurts… Daddy… It hurts so much…" Driven almost mad by the unprecedented pleasure, Zhang Wen unconsciously increased the pressure on his hands. His other hand practically pinched her soft breasts, causing Xi'er to cry out in pain. But Zhang Wen couldn't think straight at this moment, continuing to rapidly stroke her breasts.

"Xiao Wen…" Zhang Shaolin hummed a tune, bringing in a basin of warm water. Before she could finish speaking, she was stunned by the scene before her. Her younger brother and Xi'er were entangled naked on the kang (heated brick bed). Xi'er's hand was gripping her brother's penis, stroking it, while her brother was wantonly caressing her small body, even frantically kneading her newly developing breasts. Xi'er's legs were particularly exposed because they were spread open, revealing a delicate pink slit in the middle, still glistening with moisture. The two tender petals seemed to be throbbing and contracting nervously.

"Sister..." Zhang Wen opened his eyes groggily and saw his sister standing there, staring in astonishment at his manhood. A little girl was giving him a handjob, and a beautiful woman he called "sister" was watching beside him. For some reason, an indescribable pleasure surged through him. In an instant, his pores opened up with excitement, and a pleasure that seemed to come from nowhere quickly stimulated every cell.

"Xiao Wen, what are you doing..." Zhang Shaolin thought her brother was going to deflower Xi'er. Remembering Chen Guixiang's instructions before she left, she nervously placed the basin on the edge of the bed and came over to call out. However, her eyes were drawn to the purplish-red, throbbing member. With each thrust, a layer of skin covered it, and the throbbing glans felt as hard as if it were about to explode.

"I... ah..." Before Zhang Wen could speak, his mind went blank, a powerful electric current surged through his body, and he began to tremble violently, his masturbation becoming frantically faster. He felt like every nerve in his body was about to snap, and he couldn't even breathe. After a spasm of extreme pleasure, he ejaculated his millions of milky-white semen.

Unfortunately, due to the angle, the powerful semen sprayed all over the face of Zhang Shaolin, who was squatting opposite him, looking both nervous and curious.

For a moment, the siblings were stunned. Zhang Wen stared in shock as the milky white, sticky substance belonging to him dripped down his sister's face, some even clinging to the corners of her mouth. Coupled with her surprised expression, it was undeniably alluring. Zhang Shaolin, seeing such a scene and a man's penis for the first time, widened her eyes, her mouth agape. The warm sensation on her face reminded her that this wasn't a dream, and a pungent smell began to spread.

"Sister…" After a spectacular ejaculation, as his penis softened, Zhang Wen's feverish mind finally calmed down slightly. Looking at the white essence on his sister's face, he was momentarily embarrassed and didn't know what to say, but he had to admit that her beautiful face, paired with this suggestive substance, was undeniably tempting.

Zhang Shaolin came to her senses, watching her brother's penis slowly limp in Xi'er's small hand. Suppressing her pounding heart, she pretended to be nonchalant. Just as he was about to speak, he opened his mouth and found something flowing into it—hot and seemingly a little salty. He quickly spat it out, frowning and scolding, "Xiaowen, why didn't you cover yourself up? Luckily we're family, so it's okay if someone sees. But what if someone else had been watching? And... why did you strip Xier naked?" Seeing that his sister wasn't angry about the semen on her face, Zhang Wen breathed a long sigh of relief. He slowly loosened his grip on Xier and said apologetically, "Sister, I'm sorry! I acted impulsively."

Although his tone was sincere, his eyes were somewhat surprised as he looked at the white semen flowing into his sister's mouth. The thought of her having his semen in her mouth made him feel restless and he swallowed hard.

"Never mind..." Zhang Shaolin shook her head, her face tense, and wiped the sticky substance from her face. "You've used too much of this. This is such a waste! Don't do this again."

She looked at the white, sticky substance on her hand with apparent curiosity, adding a touch of allure.

"Hmm... ah..." Zhang Wen responded instinctively, looking at his composed sister with some surprise.

"I was just saying, but I'm telling you. Mom forbade you from deflowering Xi'er in the room. Since you've already come, let her go quickly."

She said casually as she brought warm water to the kang (heated brick bed). Looking at Xi'er, naked and clinging to her brother, Zhang Shaolin felt inexplicably uncomfortable, especially with Xi'er's glazed eyes and flushed face, her aroused appearance making her even more uneasy.

"Sis, I know,"

Zhang Wen said, scratching his head sheepishly. After all, it was quite embarrassing for his sister to see him masturbating with the little girl's hand, especially since he'd unknowingly given her a facial! This… this kind of stimulation was indescribable.

Zhang Shaolin first rinsed her mouth, which still tasted of her brother's, with water, then wet a towel and generously wiped her face clean. Afterward, she looked at the two still tightly embracing and said with a slightly displeased tone, "What, do you want me to serve you two?!" "No need!" Zhang Wen smiled awkwardly, then put Xi'er, who was reluctant to get off him, aside and tried to stand up.

Seeing her brother's tense expression, Zhang Shaolin suddenly giggled and said, "Alright, Xiao Wen, I was just teasing you. You sit there, I'll wipe Xi'er first."

With that, she reached out to pull Xi'er up.

"Daddy..." Xi'er was pulled, and although she moved very little, she still looked at Zhang Wen reluctantly, as if she really didn't want to be separated.

"Good girl... go ahead..." Zhang Wen quickly coaxed her. Seeing his sister start wiping her body with a towel while secretly watching him, Zhang Wen realized that he was also naked. His penis was now limp and looked particularly unsightly. He quickly found a pair of outer pants and put them on. However, not wearing underwear felt a bit strange, especially since his penis was quite sensitive after ejaculating. The friction against the fabric was both uncomfortable and somewhat pleasurable.

Zhang Shaolin, unusually patient with Xi'er, carefully and gently wiped her clean. Then, she spread Xi'er's legs, looking at the little slit of flesh, now glistening with moisture from her brother's touch. She gave Zhang Wen a suggestive look and said, "Wow, Wen, you can get this little girl all worked up like this. You're a pro! I didn't expect Xi'er to be so wet. You've got some skills."

"Talent, pure talent..." Zhang Wen grinned lewdly, lit a cigarette, and sat back down at the table, taking a large gulp of beer to soothe his parched throat. Watching his sister's hand touch Xi'er's crotch, the warm towel pressing against her skin. The little girl seemed to enjoy it, tilting her head back and exhaling a breath. Her face flushed with passion, her ecstatic expression hardly befitting a child with low intelligence. His previously limp member hardened again.

"Go get dressed..." Zhang Shaolin giggled, patting Xi'er's bottom.

Although Xi'er was simple-minded, she could understand some of what was being said; she just had the mental capacity of a child. After hearing Zhang Shaolin's words, she ran back to Zhang Wen's side. However, she seemed unable to dress herself, sitting there somewhat bewildered, looking at Zhang Wen with a pleading, innocent expression.

"Here, drink it!" Before she could even finish dressing, Zhang Shaolin poured a small glass of baijiu and handed it to her.

"Sister, maybe not today."

Although Zhang Wen knew Xi'er was simple-minded, he felt a pang of heartache thinking about how he always had to force her to drink before bed every night, and how it was harmful for such a young child to drink such strong liquor. He immediately comforted her.

"Oh, you only feel sorry for me after I've helped you once."

Zhang Shaolin glanced sideways at her brother's erection and teased, "I should have just helped you, so you wouldn't have to hold your hands."

"Daddy... I'm sleepy..." Xi'er seemed a little hot; her delicate skin was already covered in glistening beads of sweat. After waving her clothes around for a while, she simply tossed them aside, still naked, and snuggled against Zhang Wen, whining sweetly. Her smooth, small breasts rubbed against him, reigniting Zhang Wen's lust.

"Sleep if you're sleepy... I'll make you a bed."

Zhang Wen tenderly stroked her jade-like face. After venting his anger, looking at her completely exposed body, he wasn't as impulsive as before. He stood up, took a quilt, spread it out at the bottom corner of the kang (heated brick bed), and coaxed her to lie down.

"Daddy... hug...!" Xi'er seemed to really like snuggling against Zhang Wen. Even though her little body was tucked into the quilt, she wouldn't sleep no matter how he coaxed her. She held onto Zhang Wen's hand tightly, her bright eyes filled with the light of a child yearning for love, blinking occasionally, making her especially endearing.

Zhang Wen tried to coax her to sleep for most of the day, but she wouldn't go. Seeing her sister sitting on the kang (heated brick bed) chuckling, he finally understood why he always had to give her a little bit of liquor. If she didn't sleep now, and then made a fuss in the middle of the night, even the most patient person wouldn't be able to stand it. He spoke to her gently for a few moments, but Xi'er still wanted Zhang Wen to sleep with her. Left with no other choice, amidst Zhang Shaolin's mocking laughter, he took the small half-cup of liquor, held it to her lips, and said in a slightly displeased tone, "Xi'er, be good, finish your drink and go to sleep."

Xi'er seemed to dislike drinking, but seeing Zhang Wen's slight displeasure, she felt scared and reluctantly opened her mouth. Zhang Wen took advantage of this moment to quickly pour the liquor into her mouth, causing Xi'er to cough.

After watching her for a while, he saw her eyelids grow heavier and heavier, seemingly unable to withstand the effects of the alcohol, and she closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep. Zhang Wen finally breathed a slight sigh of relief, carefully removing her small hand from his body and tucking it back into the blankets. Turning around, he saw his older sister standing beside him, seemingly lost in thought, but looking at his lower body with a teasing expression. Feeling a little embarrassed, he said, "Sis, what are you looking at?" "Hehe, look how grown up my little brother is, he even knows how to tease girls now."

Zhang Shaolin giggled, then looked at Zhang Wen seductively, her eyes full of teasing. She pointed her jade-like finger towards his crotch and said, "It's a pity you still wet your pants."

Zhang Wen looked down, puzzled, and finally understood what his sister meant. He hadn't cleaned himself after ejaculating, and some secretions remained on his genitals, which had dampened the middle of his pants. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Sis, I can't help it. My clothes aren't dry yet! I have to wear this for now."

"Silly brother, we're family, why are you so shy! If you're uncomfortable, just take your pants off. I've already seen it, it won't hurt you to see it again."

Zhang Shaolin said, giggling, her round, full breasts bouncing with her movements, making Zhang Wen even more aroused.

Zhang Shaolin felt her younger brother's burning gaze sweep over her chest, her face flushing slightly. She puffed out her chest, laughing and teasingly saying, "What's wrong, Xiaowen? Do you dislike Xier's slender figure? If you want to see, just tell your sister. We're family, how could I not satisfy you?"

"Who wants to see?"

Zhang Wen blushed and turned his head away, slowly moving to the kang table. He picked up the now-warm beer and took another sip, feeling his head getting hot again.

"What do you mean, 'see' or 'not see'?" At this moment, Xiao Dan, who had finished showering, walked in, drying her wet hair. Seeing her sister's blushing face and her brother's awkward expression, she asked with some confusion. Her bright eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, as if she were pondering something.

"Little sister, are you worried?" Zhang Shaolin immediately snapped out of her daze. A quick thought struck her, and she pulled her sister onto the kang (heated brick bed), whispering in her ear, "Your brother said he wanted to peep at you while you bathe. I said we're family, why would he need to peep? If he wants to, he can just go. Don't you think so?" "Oh, brother's gotten better! He even knows how to be a little rascal now?" Xiao Dan laughed immediately, her cute face displaying a seductive look as she looked at Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen turned away, pretending to be angry and ignoring their teasing. Actually, he was trying to hide his embarrassment. Although his sister hadn't come in naked as she'd said, she was only wearing the loose casual clothes he'd given her. Her already alluring legs, partially hidden, were now exposed, and she was sitting cross-legged, completely naked from the waist down.

Despite Zhang Wen's mental insistence that it wasn't intentional, his eyes kept glancing at the glimpses of spring peeking out from under her clothes. The younger sister's lower body was similar to Xi'er's, resembling underdeveloped little buns. Xi'er only had a few sparse, soft pubic hairs, while the younger sister had none at all. Her plump mounds were slightly budding, only a hint of their tips peeking out. The flesh was a healthy yet incredibly alluring pink, and the delicate slits seemed to sink in slightly, clearly indicating their tenderness and deliciousness.

"Xiao Dan, your brother's looking at your butt,"

Zhang Shaolin noticed Zhang Wen's gaze occasionally sweeping downwards. Looking down, she saw that her sister wasn't wearing anything underneath and immediately knew what was going on. She turned around and said with a smile, her voice loud, deliberately making sure Zhang Wen heard!

"Look!" Xiao Dan's pretty eyes swept over her sister's chest, then she suddenly reached out and pressed her hand against it, gently kneading her full breasts a couple of times, saying enviously, "Sister, yours are so big! When will I be able to grow up like yours?" "Hehe, you're still young, they'll naturally grow bigger later."

Although they were both girls, Zhang Shaolin still felt something when her younger sister's hand touched her chest, but she didn't reject her sister's hand on her chest with a natural expression.

"Brother, are you envious?" A mischievous smile flashed across Xiao Dan's face, then she suddenly knelt behind Zhang Shaolin, reaching both hands inside her neckline to firmly grasp her sister's full and firm breasts, playfully shouting.

Zhang Wen felt that they were treating him like he was invisible, without any regard for him. But that was fine too, at least he had something good to look at. Now he could no longer pretend to be deep. Turning to face the two sisters with a guilty expression, he scratched the back of his head and said, "Xiao Dan, why are you touching me everywhere?" "I didn't touch you, what's there to be nervous about?"

Xiao Dan smiled mischievously and said to Zhang Shaolin, "Sister, look at him, he's practically drooling! He's probably about to pounce on me and touch me himself."

"No way."

Zhang Wen subconsciously wiped his mouth, but realized he wasn't drooling. Looking up at the two sisters with their mischievous smiles, he knew he'd been teased again.

"Brother, I'm going to sleep! Are you still going to eat?" Xiao Dan was still a child, and her habit was to go to bed early. After playing for a while, seeing that Zhang Wen didn't react and ignored her, she withdrew her hand from her sister's collar, looked at the kang table, and asked,

"I'll have some wine, I don't want to eat anything."

Zhang Wen picked up the wine bottle and put it on the windowsill, then shrank to the side and looked at his sister who was smirking. How come his roguish nature vanished completely when he encountered them? He was being teased by them, practically becoming a virtuous woman being harassed.

"Xiao Dan, make the bed,"

Zhang Shaolin instructed her sister without saying much.

"Okay,"

Xiao Dan replied, then brought the bedding and set it aside. She stood up and tidied the table, laying out the bedding one by one. Although it was summer, the sea breeze would make the air cool at night. Although it wasn't very hot, not covering herself properly with the blankets could easily cause diarrhea in the morning, so thin sheets were necessary.

"Why are there only two blankets?" Zhang Wen asked, somewhat puzzled, after the mattress was laid out.

"Don't ask,"

Xiao Dan said, a rare blush appearing on her delicate face. She hesitated for a moment, then said in a slightly unfriendly tone.

"Can't I not ask? How am I supposed to cover myself later? I can't freeze in the middle of the night!" Zhang Wen continued to press. This little sister was mischievous and rarely blushed, but seeing her rosy cheeks only fueled my curiosity. Something fun must have happened.

"I won't tell you."

Xiao Dan seemed to be deliberately avoiding the question. Her round eyes darted around before she suddenly turned and threw herself into Zhang Wen's arms, her sweet voice full of temptation. "Brother, two blankets are perfect, right? I'll sleep in the same bed with you tonight. You can touch me and hug me whenever you want, okay?" Hearing this, and seeing the tender, almost molten look in her eyes, Zhang Wen couldn't help but swallow. But for some reason, something felt off. He forced himself to resist the allure of his sister's fragrance and continued, "No, you have to tell me! I'm afraid you'll kick off the blankets while you sleep, and we'll both catch a cold."

"Hmph!" Seeing that this tactic wasn't working, Xiao Dan huffed and puffed as she climbed out of Zhang Wen's arms, looking adorably like a child throwing a tantrum.

Just as Zhang Wen was about to ask more questions, Zhang Shaolin, having washed her hands, came in. She bolted the door shut and said with a smile, "Little sister, what are you so shy about? It's just bedwetting, what's there to hide? It's something you do all the time!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Dan's face immediately turned bright red, like a red-hot iron. She glared at Zhang Shaolin with some resentment and said, "Sister, didn't I tell you not to tell? You already promised, and now you're going back on your word."

"What are you afraid of? You're just a child. If you're afraid people will find out, then don't wet the bed anymore."

Zhang Shaolin adjusted the oil lamp, making the dim light in the room brighter, then took down the kang table and sat down between the two of them.

Upon hearing the situation, Zhang Wen looked at his younger sister's face, which was as red as if it had been burned, and saw her sitting beside him looking embarrassed yet somewhat angry. He couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Haha, you're sixteen and still wet the bed, and often at that. Haha..." "Go to hell!"

Xiao Dan was so ashamed she didn't know what to say. She cursed fiercely, then lay down, pulled the blanket over her head, and turned her back, completely forgetting that she was going to sleep with Zhang Wen that night!

"Xiao Wen, how can you sleep with your pants on? Are you waiting for your sister to take them off for you?" Zhang Shaolin asked somewhat ambiguously, seeing that her brother was still wearing long pants.

"I'll take them off in

a bit." Zhang Wen also felt a little uncomfortable; his thighs were sticky with sweat! But he wasn't shameless enough to be seen naked like that.

"Hmm, let's sleep together tonight. This is the only blanket left, but luckily it's big enough for two people!" Zhang Shaolin's face flushed slightly, but she still pulled the blanket over herself, pretending to be casual as she spoke. Her body bent slightly, making her curves, clad only in her underwear, even more alluring.

At this moment, one of the little girls was already drunk, while the other was pretending to be asleep, angry. Under the lamplight, the two of them gave off a somewhat solitary air.

"I'm going out to pee."

Zhang Wen didn't dare look directly at his sister's exposed, delicate body and her fiery gaze. Just then, the urge to urinate rose within him. He quickly finished the rest of his beer and ran out into the yard as if fleeing. It

was pitch black outside; the little bit of moonlight through the clouds was useless. Zhang Wen didn't care about such things anymore. He went straight to the corner, pulled down his pants, and took out his half-erect penis, standing there in a daze. His mind was filled with images of his older sister's subtly revealed mature curves, Xi'er's tender and soft body, and his younger sister's small, fragrant buttocks and most mysterious area beneath her clothes. These different allurements intertwined wildly in his mind, causing him to become erect again, but he couldn't urinate. He frantically tried to urinate, his face contorted in a grimace, even whistling didn't help.

He tried to clear his mind of all that thinking in the cold wind. Zhang Wencheng's face was almost purple. A few minutes later, he felt a shiver and finally ejaculated a powerful jet of fluid, hitting the wall. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing, he stuffed his penis into his pants and slowly walked back to the house. The night breeze seemed to have a kick in the alcohol, making his head slightly hazy. He barely saw clearly as he bolted the door. He saw that the three beauties on the kang (heated brick bed) were already asleep, lined up in a row. His younger sister and Xi'er seemed to be sleeping soundly, their breathing particularly steady and even.

His older sister lay beside him, making room for him. Her delicate, pretty face was exposed, and her pair of fair, snow-white legs made one want to hold them in their hands and caress them. Her curvaceous figure beneath the small sheet was even more alluring.

Chapter Two: Getting Along

Well . The quilt was big enough to cover two people. Zhang Wen felt his head starting to feel heavy. He groggily blew out the oil lamp, plunging the room into complete darkness. Although he wasn't used to sleeping naked, sleeping in long pants on this day was simply torture. Thinking this, Zhang Wen took off his pants and tossed them aside. Naked, he climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed), pulled back his sister's quilt, and crawled inside. At this moment, the alcohol had taken effect, and he didn't feel embarrassed. Perhaps because his mind was a little hazy, Zhang Wen didn't have many fantasies or any impulsive feelings. Once inside, he pulled the thin quilt up to his stomach, turned to face the wall, and closed his eyes, his head feeling heavy.

He felt better, but Zhang Shaolin lay there, blushing and her heart pounding, too afraid to move. When she got into bed earlier, she habitually took off all her clothes, and now she was completely naked, her mature body utterly exposed. Even though she and her sister always teased each other without restraint, Zhang Shaolin was still a naive girl. Although the man sleeping next to her was her younger brother, he was still a naked man. It was her first time having such intimate contact with a man, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

As Zhang Wen lay there, he suddenly felt the breathing behind him quicken, seemingly carrying a hint of tension and unease. He could vaguely feel the fragrant breath on his neck, which tickled him. He couldn't help but turn over uncomfortably, saying in a dissatisfied tone, "Sis, why are you breathing so heavily now? It's making my neck uncomfortable." "

If it's uncomfortable, don't turn over!" Zhang Shaolin curled up, slightly nervous, especially after witnessing that absurd scene earlier; her sensitive area was slightly aroused. Now, lying down, all she could think about was that passionate scene, and her brother's grown-up body. This was the first time she had actually seen what a man's penis looked like, and the impact on her was immense. Her already mature lower body began to feel a little warm.

Feeling uncomfortable lying on his side, Zhang Wen turned over to face his sister, lying flat on his back. He unintentionally reached out and unexpectedly pressed a soft mound of flesh. Still a little confused, he pressed it slightly and felt its elasticity and plumpness, with a small protrusion on top. Only then did he realize what it was. His mind exploded instantly. Was this his sister's breast, and was that small protrusion a nipple?

Zhang Wen couldn't help but squeeze it again to confirm. When Zhang Shaolin first felt her brother's large hand covering her breast, her heart was already pounding, but she didn't want to stop him. A pinch to her chest sent a tingling, numb sensation through her, causing her to let out a soft moan: "Ah..." "Sister..." Seeing that his sister didn't stop him, Zhang Wen decided to play along and gently knead her breasts. The breasts of a nineteen-year-old woman were different from those of a little girl; they were round and soft, at least a C-size, and too big to be fully grasped in one hand. They were incredibly soft and comfortable. This was the first time Zhang Wen had ever touched a woman's breasts like this, and he couldn't

help but linger a few more times, tentatively calling out, "Gently...don't talk..." Although Zhang Shaolin knew in her heart that this was wrong, she couldn't resist the stimulation from her brother's large hands, which were slender like a woman's yet rough like a man's. It was incomparable to the feeling she had unconsciously touched before. She lowered her voice, which trembled slightly as she spoke.

Upon hearing her words, Zhang Wen's lust was aroused. He couldn't resist turning over to face her, grabbing her breasts with both hands and teasing them by gently stroking the nipples. Although his sister was nineteen, her breasts had never been touched before and remained as delicate and adorable as a young girl's. Under Zhang Wen's teasing, they became somewhat erect.

"Xiao Wen...you...be gentle..." Perhaps due to his excitement, Zhang Wen couldn't control his strength and squeezed Zhang Shaolin until she felt a little pain!

Zhang Wen quickly released her, grasping the soft mounds of flesh and gently kneading them as he moved closer to his sister's body until his hard penis pressed against her thigh. Feeling her alluring body, much fuller than Xi'er's, he gently squeezed it while trembling, saying, "Sister, can I lick it?" "You bad boy..." Zhang Shaolin murmured, then said fearfully, "Xiao Wen, isn't what we're doing wrong?" Zhang Wen tried to keep his voice low; in the darkness, the outline of her exquisite face was already vaguely visible, her delicate lips opening and closing as she spoke, particularly captivating. He couldn't resist leaning close to her ear, breathing hot air as he said, "Sister, I know you're the best. Just let me try!" "But..." Just as Zhang Shaolin hesitated, an even stronger sensation came from her chest. It turned out that Zhang Wen, unable to resist his playful impulse, had pressed her large breasts together, creating a deep cleavage.

"Sister, it's okay! I liked you the moment I walked in, I've been dreaming of tasting you."

Zhang Wen didn't want to miss such a good opportunity. The combination of alcohol in his head and the womanly body before him was like a bomb exploding. All he could remember was a mature, beautiful, and incredibly sexy woman. Even though he called her "sister," he was just an imposter.

Zhang Shaolin felt her brother's breath on her ear was particularly hot, like a needle pricking her fragile nerves—itchy, yet with a uniquely comfortable sensation. Instinctively, she didn't want to refuse, but a slight hesitation remained. She said with a touch of melancholy, "But Xiaowen, we're siblings, and I'm still a virgin. How am I supposed to get married?"

Zhang Wen had already guessed that his sister was still a virgin. Now that he was certain, he was overjoyed. He quickly pressed his advantage, saying, "Sister, I've never experienced what it's like to be with a woman. Just let me try! Don't get married, marry me, I'll take you as my wife."

"No, Xiaowen, you... ah!" Zhang Shaolin was still very conflicted. Although her mind was resisting, her body didn't act. Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly felt a lick on her ear, and her whole body tensed up in pleasure.

"Sister, I like you so much! Please don't reject me, and I don't want you to get married! I'll take care of you from now on, I'll be your man, okay?" Zhang Wen, now emboldened by lust, stroked his sister's breasts while licking her ear.

"Xiaowen..." Zhang Shaolin moaned passionately, but then said firmly, "Then promise me, touching is okay, but you can't take my virginity!" "Okay, okay..." Zhang Wen nodded frantically, thinking that it would be strange if he didn't take her virginity. " If you agree to let me use both hands, can you still refuse?

" Zhang Shaolin glanced at her younger sister's sleeping side, making sure they were indeed asleep, but she was still a little worried. Zhang Wen knew

what she was thinking as soon as she turned her head, and immediately comforted her, "It's okay, my little sister and her sister are still children. They sleep very soundly!" After saying that, he rolled over and pressed down on her when she wasn't paying attention. He lowered his head and grabbed one of her breasts, feeling its fullness and softness, while putting a slightly hardened nipple into his mouth. It seemed to carry an aphrodisiac fragrance, which made him even more excited.

"Xiao Wen..." Zhang Shaolin felt the rough tongue and warm, moist mouth of the man on her chest enveloping her sensitive nipples, and she couldn't help but moan a few times, but she quickly suppressed it. While enjoying her brother's oral service, she said in a slightly reproachful tone, "You little pervert... ooh... now you're acting like a man, be gentle... be gentle..." "Hmm..." Zhang Wen didn't want to disturb her yet, so he didn't squat between her legs. His sister's beautiful legs were still unconsciously closed, so he could only half-squat on her stomach, tasting the woman's soft breasts while responding indistinctly. He wondered to himself if she thought one had to be a certain level of lust to be considered a man.

After licking for a while, Zhang Wen saw that his sister's delicate body had begun to tremble, and she was panting heavily as if she couldn't take it anymore. He then slowly reached out his large hand and slid it down to her lower abdomen, but as soon as his hand reached her stomach, she grabbed it.

"Don't... touch there."

Seeing her brother's hand slip away, Zhang Shaolin immediately grabbed him in fear, knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to handle it if this continued. If they had physical relations, she didn't know what would happen afterward, so she was extremely resistant.

"Sister, give it to me... look how uncomfortable I am."

Zhang Wen's thoughts shifted, and he simply lowered his head and sucked on her nipple, taking her hand and grasping his already hard and slightly aching penis.

Zhang Shaolin, somewhat curious but also nervous, held her brother's penis, wondering: This thing is so long, if it really went in there, wouldn't that be the death of me? After instinctively squeezing it twice, she exclaimed, "It's so hard..." "Yeah, look how uncomfortable I am, what if I get so frustrated!" Zhang Wen immediately continued to persuade her, "Sis, just give it to me! I don't know what it's like to be a woman."

"Xiao Wen, how about I make you come like Mom did?" Zhang Shaolin asked tentatively. Although the two of them were already naked, she still couldn't quite accept it. Just letting her younger brother touch her body was already absurd. If they did *that*, it would be completely over.

"No, I want you!" Zhang Wen said, taking advantage of her inattention to pin her down, and quickly placed one hand on her mound, swirling the soft pubic hair.

"Xiao Wen, don't touch there! Ah..." Zhang Shaolin subconsciously tried to squeeze her legs together, but it was too late. Zhang Wen's hand had already reached between her legs, directly caressing that most mysterious and private area. The moment his hot hand touched it, a strange pleasure surged through her.

"Sister, don't hold back."

Zhang Wen felt her beautiful legs tighten around his hand; the soft flesh felt incredibly comfortable. She seemed very tense, her body stiff. But as long as he had his hand there, he knew he could manage in a moment, so he wasn't in a rush.

"No, ah..." Before Zhang Shaolin could say anything more, Zhang Wen moved up and silenced her with his mouth.

Zhang Shaolin was stunned. Just as she was about to push her brother away, Zhang Wen quickly wrapped his remaining hand around her neck, pressing her tightly against him. Somewhat roughly, he licked her sweet, fragrant lips with his tongue, panting heavily, and said, "Sister, just give yourself to me, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life!" "Xiao Wen..." Zhang Shaolin felt a warm sensation rise in her heart. Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Wen quickly slipped his tongue inside, teasing her delicate, smooth tongue as she hesitated, their tongues entwining intimately.

Zhang Shaolin had little capacity for thought anymore, her tongue swirling around with her brother's, awkward but instinctively responding, feeling a comfortable relaxation wash over her. Seeing this, Zhang Wen used his hand, which was between her legs, to forcefully separate them slightly, thoroughly touching that honeyed spot that hadn't been touched in nineteen years. It was already slightly moist when he touched it.

Zhang Wen felt his heart was about to burst. His sister's honeyed spot was completely different from Xi'er's, incredibly mature and full. Although the two petals tightly protected that place that could drive a man ecstasy, although it hadn't been plucked, it was incredibly plump and luscious. Her body hair was also quite thick, like little grass, and felt incredibly soft to the touch.

"You idiot..." Zhang Shaolin, seeing her brother stunned, felt a spasm as the man's hot hand touched her lower body. She exhaled with difficulty, her sweet voice trembling slightly as she said, "Xiaowen, I can give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing!" "I promise you everything."

Zhang Wen paused, making sure he hadn't misheard. Although he didn't know why his sister had suddenly changed like this, he was so excited his head was about to explode, so he quickly agreed. His voice was filled with barely suppressed elation.

"You can't tell Mom, and you can't forget me after you get married."

Zhang Shaolin's voice trembled as she spoke, as if she had made a huge decision to say it.

"No, of course not."

Zhang Wen nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking at rice. Since his sister had agreed, there was no need to be so hasty. After all, it was their first time, so it was better to be a little gentler. Thinking of this, he lowered himself down, kissing her smooth collarbone as he whispered, "Sister, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life."

"You little beast, I've given you my body, I'll never get married. If you're not good to me, I'll kill myself,"

Zhang Shaolin said passionately, enduring the ticklish sensation of her brother's gentle kisses. Her half-closed beautiful eyes were already filled with amorous mist.

"Sister, you know what? The first time I saw you, I thought how wonderful it would be if you weren't my sister. I would marry you and have you give me a bunch of kids. Now I feel like I'm dreaming."

Zhang Wen said these somewhat insincere words to make her relax a little, while his mouth moved up and gently licked her earlobe.

"Xiao Wen..." Zhang Shaolin gasped, her soft moans carrying a hint of arousal.

"Sister, don't say anything more, just give yourself to me!" As Zhang Wen spoke, his hand couldn't help but gently rub her tender vulva, slowly parting the two petals that had been closed for nineteen years with the increasing moisture, the touch hot and wet.

"Xiao Wen... do you like me?" Although Zhang Wen had repeatedly confessed, Zhang Shaolin was still nervous and unwilling to part her legs, asking with a hint of sadness in her voice.

While gently stroking the wet, tender flesh, Zhang Wen said in a tender tone, "Sister, I love you. I don't care if you marry another woman, I only want you."

After saying that, he tentatively inserted a finger and slowly inserted it. As soon as it went in a little, he felt the little flower hole contract desperately, as if resisting the intrusion of the foreign object, feeling particularly strong. With each gentle touch, he could feel his sister's sensitive little place tense and contract.

"Xiao Wen... be gentle..." Zhang Shaolin let out a moan like a murmur, her voice very low, as if afraid of waking her sister next to her, or as if she couldn't breathe. Her whole beautiful body trembled slightly, as if she was very uncomfortable with this feeling.

"Sister, I'm hurting you, let me help you better!" Zhang Wen felt as if there was fire in his throat, completely dry. After saying that, he moved directly under her, spread her two pink legs apart and pressed them up, then lowered his head. She took a deep sniff of her sister's genitals; there was a faint fragrance, and a hint of saltiness.

"Ah..." Zhang Shaolin suddenly felt her brother's tongue lick her sensitive spot, and she panicked, saying, "Xiaowen, don't lick there, it's dirty."

"It's not dirty, sister smells very good! This water tastes delicious."

Zhang Wen said, pressing his entire head against hers, his mouth directly against her vulva, his tongue nimbly licking and teasing, occasionally curling up and burrowing inside, gently teasing the sensitive flesh, and then licking the sensitive little bud a few times. After a while, she felt her legs begin to tremble slightly.

Although Zhang Wen had learned the movements from watching Japanese adult films, just this was enough to send waves of pleasure through Zhang Shaolin's body, leaving her mind blank, unable to think, and even instinctively reaching out to press her brother's head down, as if trying to shove him into her body as well. This feeling was infinitely more stimulating than using his own hands.

Although her hands were trembling and she was gripping him so tightly that it hurt Zhang Wen's scalp, Zhang Wen didn't care. He continued to savor his sister's taste. When his tongue skillfully slipped inside, teasing the sensitive clitoris a few times, Zhang Shaolin's body trembled violently, her breathing becoming even more rapid.

"Sister... I'm coming..." Zhang Wen was already incredibly hard. He straightened up, licked his lips, and knelt beneath her, holding his erect penis against the entrance of her overflowing vagina, speaking nervously. After all, this was his first time too; the chances of a virgin meeting a virgin were almost as slim as a car accident.

"It's my first time, sister, be gentle."

In the dim light of the night, Zhang Shaolin could almost see her brother's entire outline. The thought of him holding a man's fertility device against her entrance, ready to transform her into a woman with a gentle thrust, filled her with intense nervousness. She closed her eyes, awaiting the legendary pain!

Zhang Wen was no less nervous than her. If it weren't for the alcohol and the lustful impulse ignited by the drugged wine, he truly wouldn't have done this. However, the thought that the beauty beneath him, about to share his virginity with the woman he called "sister," filled him with a forbidden and sinful pleasure that left his mind blank.

Holding his penis firmly, and confirming its position, Zhang Wen arched his back and slowly began to push in. The protection of her labia couldn't stop his intrusion. Parting them, Zhang Wen felt his sister's tender flesh contracting tightly, sucking and biting his penis. Due to ample foreplay, it was incredibly wet inside. After a few gentle thrusts, he slowly pushed in halfway before encountering an obstacle.

"Xiao Wen... be gentle..." Zhang Shaolin's body was extremely stiff, and she felt a surge of heat in her lower body. Knowing her brother had already penetrated her, but without the pain she'd heard about, she breathed a sigh of relief, though still somewhat unaccustomed to it.

"Sis, you're squeezing me so well, it feels

so good." Zhang Wen's mind was starting to go numb. This was the legendary woman's body; the feeling of being enveloped by those pulsating flesh walls was incredibly pleasurable. Before trying it, Zhang Wen had wondered what the point of this prolonged piston-like motion was! But now he realized his previous thoughts were absolutely wrong; the feeling of that warm, tight passage alone was irresistible.

Zhang Shaolin turned her head away in embarrassment, ignoring her brother's teasing. Zhang Wen had never seen her so shy before, and his lust was aroused. After gently rubbing his still-inserting member a couple of times, he said softly, "Sis, I'm coming. It'll hurt a little in a bit, you have to bear with it, okay? Relax, it won't hurt as much if you relax."

Hearing her brother speak so expertly, Zhang Shaolin temporarily forgot her discomfort and chuckled, "Alright, Wen, you're a virgin, pretending to be an expert."

Her laughter made her tense body relax a little, and Zhang Wen took the opportunity to thrust hard, breaking through her nineteen years of purity, tearing through the hymen that symbolized her purity, and deeply penetrating her body, turning this sexy beauty into his woman.

"Ah..." Zhang Shaolin didn't expect her brother to suddenly attack. With a powerful thrust, a tearing pain immediately came from below, and she couldn't help but cry out!

To be honest, although the outside was moist enough, the inside was a bit dry and particularly tight. Zhang Wen's sudden thrust caused him some pain, but seeing his sister convulsing and her rosy lips unable to close due to the pain, he quickly knelt down, holding her gently and saying, "Sister, just bear with it, it'll pass. This is normal when you lose your virginity!" This movement sent another sharp pain through Zhang Shaolin, but seeing the tenderness and pity in her brother's voice, she could only gasp and say in a trembling voice, "You little rascal, Wen, can't you be gentler...it hurts so much!" "Being gentler will only hurt you more, sister," Zhang

Wen said, moving closer and closer, almost whispering in her ear.

"You little pervert, you don't know how to be considerate at all." Zhang Shaolin

quickly wrapped her arms around her brother's waist; even the slightest movement from him caused her lower body pain.

Zhang Wen seized the opportunity to slip his tongue over, gently licking her pearly white teeth while his hands pressed against her breasts, lightly kneading her erect nipples, saying, "Sister, this is the first time I've felt this good."

Zhang Shaolin blushed. She hadn't expected that the day after her brother returned, they would have such an immoral relationship. But it was too late to say anything now. The fact remained that large thing inside her. The thought of losing her virginity after so long, and the pain she felt, filled her with a pang of sorrow. She said sadly, "Xiaowen, if you ever betray your sister, I won't live anymore!" "Sister, I will be good to you for the rest of my life!" Zhang Wen teased her sensitive spots, saying passionately, "Sister, you are my first woman. You showed me what it's like to be a man, and I will never let you down!"

Zhang Shaolin gradually adjusted to the throbbing pain below, even starting to itch. She blushed and said coquettishly, "Xiaowen, it doesn't hurt so much anymore."

"Shall I try moving?" Zhang Wen asked excitedly.

"Gently..." Zhang Shaolin said, placing her small hands on Zhang Wen's waist, closing her eyes, and nervously awaiting what it would feel like next.

Zhang Wen tentatively pulled his penis out a little, then slowly pushed it back in. Seeing that his sister didn't make a sound, although her brows were slightly furrowed, she seemed to be able to endure it, so he slowly began to thrust in and out. As he thrust, he felt the tightness of his sister's vaginal walls gripping him, incredibly tight, incredibly comfortable. The warm, moist sensation enveloped his penis, making Zhang Wen feel as if every cell in his body was jumping with excitement.

Zhang Shaolin was initially a little uncomfortable, gritting her teeth to endure the pain that felt like a wound being torn open, but with Zhang Wen's gentle movements, she slowly began to feel a sense of fulfillment and the comfort brought by the friction. She couldn't help but gasp softly, her face starting to burn. She had an urge to cry out, but she forcefully suppressed it. Breathing slightly, her breasts swayed up and down with her brother's gentle movements.

"Sister..." Zhang Wen called out to her as he thrust into her, his movements becoming faster and faster with the increased wetness.

For some reason, her brother's call of "Sister" stirred a dark pleasure within Zhang Shaolin. Unable to resist the temptation, she instinctively raised her small, fragrant buttocks in a slight gesture of response.

As physical and psychological pleasure surged simultaneously, the air seemed to heat up with the passion. The siblings remained silent, their breathing growing increasingly rapid. The small room was filled with low gasps and the splashing sounds of their bodies colliding, a sound both incredibly sensual and intensely restrained. Their

two white, fleshy bodies writhed tightly together. Seeing that his sister seemed to be enjoying herself, Zhang Wen's movements grew more vigorous, each thrust slamming into her body as if he wanted to merge himself into her. Zhang Shaolin let out suppressed moans with each thrust; if Xiao Dan hadn't been there, she probably would have cried out long ago.

"Sister...I'm coming..." Zhang Wen was still a virgin. Although he had already climaxed once with Xi'er, after thrusting for more than twenty minutes, his whole body tensed up and he couldn't take it anymore. He knew he was about to ejaculate, so he couldn't help but increase the frequency of his thrusts.

"Little brother...ah...shoot it into me!" At this moment, Zhang Shaolin also felt particularly intense, knowing that her orgasm was coming soon. She twisted her fragrant buttocks wildly, welcoming her brother's impact, and let out indistinct moans. Her beautiful hair became disheveled.

With a tremor, Zhang Wen suddenly felt an electric current pass through his body, concentrating on his manhood. He pounded wildly a few times and could no longer hold back, pouring all his sticky semen deep into his sister's body.

"Ah..." Zhang Shaolin let out a long moan, feeling her flower core being doused with something hot, and she couldn't help but spasm, arching her sexy body straight up. While welcoming the peak of pleasure, she also gushed out her first love juice.

Both reached the peak of pleasure simultaneously.

After releasing his pent-up emotions, Zhang Wen couldn't help but go limp, collapsing onto his sister. Zhang Shaolin also felt as if all the bones in her body had been removed, leaving her utterly powerless. The siblings held each other tightly, panting as they savored the magical pleasure of lovemaking. Their lower bodies remained tightly intertwined.

After a long while, their breathing gradually calmed down. The air seemed to still carry the lingering smell of their afterglow. Zhang Shaolin slowly opened her eyes, recovering from the intoxicating sensation. Seeing her brother still clinging to her like a rag doll, his chest pressing against her breasts, she couldn't help but scold, "You little brat, why aren't you getting off? Are you trying to crush your sister to death?"

"I want to fuck you to death..." Zhang Wen blurted out almost immediately, then realized his mistake. He had just deflowered her, and now he was saying such crude things; it was going too far.

"You little rascal..." Zhang Shaolin wasn't angry, but she felt a slight pain down there again. She couldn't help but scold in a coquettish voice, "You used to seem so honest, how come you're so lecherous now! Get up quickly, I can't take it anymore! It hurts down there."

Zhang Wen's eyes had almost adjusted to the darkness, and with the few slivers of moonlight filtering through the window, he could clearly see the shy expression on his sister's face, and her captivating eyes, shimmering like pearls in the darkness, possessing both the allure of a newlywed and the melancholy of a young girl losing her virginity. At that moment, a chill ran through him, and he was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. This sexy woman, whose lower body was so intimately connected to his, though not related by blood, why was he so impulsive! Thinking of this, a headache struck him.

"Xiao Wen, what's wrong?" Zhang Shaolin asked, puzzled, seeing her brother's silence.

"Sister, I want to keep you on top of me like this, for the rest of my life!" Zhang Wen said, leaning down again, kissing her neck as he spoke softly. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be such an impulsive and lustful person. How did he become so lewd today, taking advantage of Xi'er and then deflowering his sister? He couldn't understand it at all.

Zhang Shaolin felt a warmth in her heart, gently reaching out her small hand to hug Zhang Wen's thin but strong body. Her tone was clearly filled with happiness as she said, "Silly brother, I'm already yours, what else can I say!" "Sister, do you think Mom will agree to us being together?" Zhang Wen asked through gritted teeth. Since he had already done it, he couldn't run away. He might not have felt much familial affection for his sister, but now she was his woman. Even though they weren't related by blood, he couldn't expose that lie. Otherwise, he could be with her openly. Thinking of this, he felt extremely agitated.

"I don't know..." Zhang Shaolin's tone became uneasy and confused when she mentioned this question. She was also wondering why she had acted so impulsively tonight. Looking back now, it all seemed so absurd.

"Forget it, sis, don't worry."

Zhang Wen's head was throbbing with pain, and seeing her tone become low, he quickly said.

"Xiao Wen...you!" Zhang Shaolin suddenly exclaimed. Her brother's limp penis had unknowingly hardened again, and a slight thrust sent a tingling pleasure through her newly deflowered, sensitive little flower, completely filling her still tender opening.

Zhang Wen then realized that his penis had hardened again, and touching his sister's soft, elastic body, he felt a surge of desire. He squatted down again, spread her legs, and gently thrust his hips, beginning a frenzied piston-like motion, fully enjoying the intoxicating tightness of her newly deflowered opening.

This time, however, his movements were much gentler, mimicking the techniques from pornographic films he had seen before. He began to slowly enjoy his sister's body with a nine-shallow-one-deep rhythm.

"No...don't, don't move...I can't take it..." Zhang Shaolin had just climaxed and was at her most sensitive moment. This touch made her moan loudly. Although there was a little pain mixed in, her brother's gentle movements brought more pleasure to all her nerves.

"Sister, I know you want it... Let your little brother make you feel good again this time."

The familiar pleasure surged up again, and Zhang Wen decided to stop thinking about those headache-inducing problems and just enjoy this wonderful pleasure bestowed upon mankind by God and his sister's beautiful body.

"...Ah...ah..." "Good little brother...gently...gently..." Zhang Wen thrust into his sister's delicate body wave after wave, his hands holding her bouncing breasts, the frequency of his thrusts increasing, quickly sending his sister, who was losing her virginity for the first time, to another peak of pleasure.

"Brother...I...can't take it anymore."

"No...stop it..." "You're...fucking me to death...be gentle, be gentle...it's too...deep..." After nearly an hour of continuous piston-like movements, Zhang Shaolin's previously uninterrupted pleasure exploded throughout her body. Her mind was filled only with the instinct to please, but being her first time, she couldn't take it anymore. Seeing the large thing inside her still so hard, she pleaded in fear, her voice weak, even her moans lacking strength.

"Sister, just bear with it a little longer, I'm coming soon."

Zhang Wen was already so aroused his eyes were red. The familiar feeling surged up, and he knew he was about to ejaculate. He had no time to be gentle with her. Seeing his sister's body begin to pull back, he immediately grabbed her legs and pulled her towards him, thrusting even harder.

"Ah...it hurts...don't use so much force."

Zhang Shaolin finally couldn't help but cry out in pain. A burning pain came from her lower body, her nose tingled, and tears involuntarily fell.

"Almost there..." Zhang Wen's strength increased, and he thrust hard, panting heavily. After a few thrusts, he seemed to go mad, his body convulsing as he sent his second load of semen into his sister's body. "Ah..." Zhang Shaolin was burned by the heat, feeling both pain and a strange stimulation. She couldn't help but scream, welcoming the final, even more intense climax amidst the pain.

"Sister, don't cry. I was wrong just now."

After the passion subsided, Zhang Wen heard his sister's low sobs and felt a pang of guilt. He quickly leaned down, kissing away the slightly hot tears from the corners of her eyes, and said apologetically.

"You little brat...you want to kill me?"

After sobbing for a while, Zhang Shaolin finally came to her senses from the double assault of pain and pleasure, frowning and scolding him angrily. She forcefully pushed Zhang Wen off her, shifting her buttocks to let his now-soft member withdraw from her body with a sound like a bottle being opened, accompanied by a flow of virgin blood and other bodily fluids.

Zhang Wen smiled sheepishly. Although he couldn't see his sister's expression clearly in the darkness, he knew he must have hurt her badly with his roughness, so he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, sis, I was just enjoying myself so much that I couldn't control myself. Are you alright? Do you want me to rub it for you?" "How can I be alright? It hurts so much...it's all swollen, what's the point of rubbing it? Get lost!" Zhang Shaolin said angrily, rubbing her already red and swollen area with a pained expression, the pleasure followed by a burning pain.

"Where's it swollen?" Zhang Wen asked lewdly. Reaching down, he found the sheets were soaked with moisture, and his sister's delicate vulva was slightly hot.

"If you say that again, I'll beat your head until it's swollen. Take it away, don't you know your hands are rough?"

Zhang Shaolin, regaining her fierce demeanor, slapped Zhang Wen's hand away and said menacingly.

"I'm afraid you won't be willing,"

Zhang Wen said, fumbling for a tissue in the dark. He tore off a piece and gently pressed it against her vulva, then tore off some more to wipe the sticky secretions from his own genitals.

"I'd rather you die than not have you."

Zhang Shaolin took the tissue and sat up, wiping herself as she muttered, "You lecherous devil, if I'd known it would hurt this much, I wouldn't have given it to you. You're like a cow, you don't know how to be considerate."

"Hehe, you regret it now? Too late, aren't you? You're my woman now."

Zhang Wen said with a grin, "I saw you enjoying it more than I did just now, look how excited you were moaning! Now you're kicking me while I'm down, isn't that a bit heartbreaking!" "So what if I am? What's so enjoyable about it? It hurts like hell!" Zhang Shaolin remembered how she had made those kinds of moans under her brother, and how she had twisted her hips to meet his thrusts, and her face flushed red .

"Hehe, say whatever you want."

Zhang Wen chuckled, then lay down, pulling his sister's soft body down and letting her head rest on his arm, holding her close in his embrace. Suddenly remembering that he had ejaculated inside her earlier, he was startled and immediately asked nervously, "Sis, when did you get your period?" "A couple of days ago, what's wrong?" Zhang Shaolin asked with some confusion. After all, she grew up in a remote place where information was not readily available and she didn't know anything about normal physiology.

"It's nothing."

Zhang Wen breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he heard she was in her safe period, but then teased her, "Sis, aren't you afraid of getting pregnant? I just ejaculated inside, so this time next year you can hold a big, healthy baby boy."

"Ah..." Zhang Shaolin exclaimed in surprise, her voice panicked as she asked, "Will I really get pregnant? Xiao Wen? Oh no, Mom will definitely kill me." "

Hehe, just kidding. You're in your safe period now, no matter how much I ejaculate, you won't get pregnant."

Zhang Wen chuckled, hugged her tighter, pulled the sheet over them, and explained the concept of the safe period. Zhang Shaolin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still complained a little about Zhang Wen's teasing.

Their bodies, previously covered in sweat, now felt cool after drying. Zhang Shaolin was pleased with her brother's thoughtfulness, curling up in Zhang Wen's arms like a kitten for warmth. Feeling his broad shoulders, she said sweetly, "Xiao Wen, do you think your sister is a promiscuous woman? We're siblings, why would I let you sleep with me, especially since you just got back? Won't you look down on me?" Zhang Wen noticed a hint of resentment in her tone. Having watched television, he knew that girls often felt melancholic after losing their virginity, so he quickly composed himself and said tenderly, "Sister, you're overthinking it. You're a virgin, not someone who's promiscuous. I know you like me, that's why I gave myself to you. Don't worry, I'll treat you well."

"Hmm..." Zhang Shaolin nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly asked with some doubt, "Xiao Wen, did you feel a bit hot just now? I was restless all night, like something was scratching at my heart, it was really uncomfortable."

"I'll treat you,"

Zhang Wen said with a smile, reaching up to her chest and grasping one of her round, full breasts. He shared her doubts, but quickly changed the subject to avoid making her overthink.

"You pervert..." Zhang Shaolin scolded playfully, then, seeing her brother make no further moves, said worriedly, "Little brother, I'm afraid Mom will be angry when she gets back. What should we do? We can't just tell anyone about this; people will gossip." "

It's alright, I'll take the blame if anything happens,"

Zhang Wen said absentmindedly, his mind replaying the events of the night. He figured it was probably that small bowl of medicinal wine that was responsible; after drinking it, he'd become so lecherous, getting involved with Xi'er and even sleeping with his sister. His sister probably gave herself to him impulsively because of that too. Now, thinking about it, they should really thank their grandfather, whom they barely remembered, for getting to this point.

"Xiaowen, were you comfortable just now?" Zhang Shaolin felt a thrill of being protected, and asked in a slightly embarrassed tone.

"Mmm, sis, you squeezed me so tight just now! And those breasts of yours, they're so soft and bouncy, I didn't want to let go."

Zhang Wen quickly complimented, but what he said was all true. His sister's body could indeed drive people crazy, especially her pair of beautifully shaped, round and full breasts, which were irresistible. The proportions of her curves were perfect, even surpassing those so-called models.

"You know how to talk."

Zhang Shaolin smiled charmingly, then reached out in the darkness and touched Zhang Wen's chest, circling her fingers on it while gently asking, "Xiao Wen, do you really like your sister, or is it because you're feeling uncomfortable with that thing...?" She was quite suspicious. If he admitted it was because he was feeling uncomfortable, she would probably kill him right now. While thinking, Zhang Wen replied tenderly, "Silly girl, I truly love you. From the moment I walked in, I only ever saw you as a girl I liked, and I never paid any attention to our relationship. I just never expected things to develop so quickly, to get you so soon, it feels like a dream."

"Yes, Xiao Wen, I love you too,"

Zhang Shaolin responded happily, but still said with some worry, "But I've heard that children born to close relatives might become mentally challenged, or at least not intelligent. What will we do then?" "That's true! We'll figure something out then."

Zhang Wen knew that incestuous relationships could easily result in children with intellectual disabilities, like Xi'er, who was the best example. Seeing his sister's tone growing increasingly somber, he quickly changed the subject. Anyway, he was an imposter, so when his sister got pregnant, the child should be healthy and there wouldn't be any problems.

"Xiaowen, Mom's found you a boyfriend, do you still want your sister?" Zhang Shaolin finally reverted to her girlish nature, her tone almost coquettish, her bright eyes filled with anticipation for sweet words, though also tinged with a hint of jealousy.

"Only an idiot wouldn't want her! My sister's so beautiful, what man wouldn't want her! How about we leave the bride in her room and sneak off to another room to do it ourselves? Hehe, let's try to make your big treasures even bigger so we can feed more babies later."

Zhang Wen said, while lovingly caressing her breasts, the soft yet firm texture was incredibly alluring.

"You've become naughty and a pervert,"

Zhang Shaolin scolded playfully, then felt her younger brother's hand mischievously kneading her breasts. Her voice was slightly affected as she said, "Alright, Xiaowen, stop moving. You're treating your sister like dough."

"That's right, this is much softer than dough. I want to suck on it again," Zhang Wen

said lewdly, making a move to lean down again.

"Good brother... stop, I can't..." Zhang Shaolin panicked, her voice trembling with fear. This movement aggravated her recently broken hymen, causing her to wince in pain.

"Sis, if it hurts, don't move around. Let me take a look,"

Zhang Wen hurriedly coaxed, smiling as he touched her inner thigh, gently scraping it with his fingernail while lewdly saying, "How about we do it again, fight fire with fire?" "You little rascal..." Zhang Shaolin felt a tickle and hurriedly grabbed her brother's mischievous hand, placing it on her waist, saying coquettishly, "When you first came, I didn't realize you were such a pervert. I thought you were a shy little boy. Now I feel like I've let a wolf into the house. You're so bad."

"Hehe, your intuition is spot on,"

Zhang Wen chuckled, about to say something when he felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, his mind filled with doubt.

"By the way, Xiao Wen, when are you planning to go back to the city to take care of your business? When are you coming back?" Zhang Shaolin asked with a hint of reluctance, hugging her brother even tighter. The concept of Zhang Wen had gradually taken root in her mind, and she began to see him as her man. In this small fishing village, the traditional virtues of obedience to one's mother and the idea of serving one's husband were particularly strong. Now that they had a physical relationship, her thoughts were starting to change.

"Let's wait a couple of days!" Zhang Wen said after thinking for a moment. If he went out right after his sister lost her virginity, it would be too hurtful to her. He should stay with her for a few more days.

"Hmm, Xiao Wen, I heard that you can't do this too often, it's bad for your health. You have to be more restrained in the future. Also, you can't let Mom know about what you did to Xi'er tonight, I'm afraid she'll scold you."

Zhang Shaolin seemed to have gotten into character, nagging like a little wife.

"I didn't deflower her, what's there to be afraid of?"

As Zhang Wen spoke, he finally realized what was wrong. Xi'er's breathing sounded so steady and rhythmic in the darkness, but compared to her sister's, it seemed a bit heavy and rapid.

He immediately felt uneasy; his sister must have heard everything. What to do? He was so caught up in his arousal that he hadn't noticed. Even if the child was sleeping soundly, all that movement and his sister's passionate moans, especially her unrestrained cries during her climax, must have woken her up. Thinking of this, Zhang Wen's head started throbbing, and he quickly tried to think of a solution.

"Xiao Wen, I'm a little tired, shall we go to sleep?" Zhang Shaolin said in a slightly coquettish tone, her tender affection making one feel as if their bones were melting.

"Sleep..." Zhang Wen said gently, pulling the blanket over them both. He moved his hands from her chest to her back, patting her gently while feeling the smooth, soft skin against his own. He felt a surge of desire again, but suppressed it, whispering, "Sister, I love you."

"Xiao Wen..." Zhang Shaolin called out, touched, then buried her head in her brother's arms and gently closed her eyes.

Zhang Wen's mind was filled with complex thoughts. He was both annoyed by his impulsive act of taking his sister's virginity and worried about his mother's reaction. He also worried about his younger sister's future; she might be unable to keep quiet now that she knew about their affair. All these were troubling issues.

If they revealed their identities, there wouldn't be any problems. However, the crucial point was that he absolutely couldn't admit he was an imposter. But then, in other people's eyes, their relationship would be considered immoral. What a headache!

Gradually, the younger sister's breathing calmed down. The older sister, with a happy smile on her lips, slowly drifted off to sleep. Zhang Wen was left wide-eyed, staring at the somewhat dilapidated roof in the darkness, his mind churning with thoughts of the day's events, enduring a sleepless night… Finally, as dawn approached, he succumbed to sleepiness, embracing his sister who was already smiling and asleep, and drifted off to sleep himself. Chapter 3 , October
22nd: Caught in the Act.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Wen had expended too much energy the night before, or perhaps it was because Zhang Shaolin, having just lost her virginity, was somewhat dependent on her younger brother, but even as the sun was high in the sky, the siblings were still naked, embracing each other sweetly, dreaming sweet dreams, their lips adorned with happy and contented smiles, completely unaware that a storm was about to break, still immersed in their blissful dreams of lovemaking.

Chen Guixiang had stayed at her sister's house last night. The two sisters, who hadn't seen each other in a long time, chatted and laughed all night, seemingly returning to their teenage years, confiding their innermost thoughts and the trivialities of life to each other! Chen Guixiang's words couldn't hide her joy at her son's return. Although she had gone to bed late, she was still worried that her son wouldn't be comfortable at home, so she got up early and rushed back.

As she entered, she saw her younger daughter playing with Xi'er in the yard. Upon seeing her return, her face immediately turned ashen and she ran out, seemingly terrified. Chen Guixiang's heart skipped a beat. Had something happened to her son? Anxious and worried, she pushed open the door and entered the house. Her mind went blank. Her son and daughter were sleeping naked, embracing each other. The disheveled blankets couldn't conceal their intertwined bodies, and even though the excrement from their passionate encounter had dried, a pungent odor lingered in the air.

Chen Guixiang was so angry her head throbbed. Looking closer, she noticed traces of blood on her daughter's leg and dried blood on her son's erect penis. But she had no time to think about that now. Upon further inspection, she discovered a small, bright red stain of blood on the bedding. As someone with experience, Chen Guixiang certainly didn't think it was her daughter's period. A chill ran down her spine. How could her son and daughter be sleeping together? This was truly a tragedy.

Despite her anger, Chen Guixiang was somewhat bewildered by this absurd situation. After standing by the kang (a heated brick bed) for a while, she finally couldn't help but shout angrily, "Get up!"

Zhang Wen, still sound asleep, was startled and instinctively sat up. Seeing his mother standing in front of him with a face full of anger, he was immediately too frightened to speak. Zhang Shaolin also woke up. Seeing her younger brother's hand still on her soft breasts, and her mother watching with a face full of gloom and anger, she was immediately stunned and pulled the quilt over to cover her exposed delicate body.

"You…!" Chen Guixiang saw the blankets pulled back, and sure enough, the two women were completely naked. Her eldest daughter's face clearly showed the flush and allure of a woman who had lost her virginity. Her mind started buzzing, and she immediately burst into a tirade of anger: "You beasts! Don't you know what siblings are?! How could you do such a thing!" "Mom, I…" Zhang Wen saw his sister hiding behind him in fear. He tried to explain, but realized that unless he exposed the lie, anything he said would be futile, and he was momentarily speechless.

"Put your clothes on first, you shameless beast!"

Chen Guixiang was truly blinded by rage. Seeing that her son showed no remorse, she felt a surge of hatred and slapped him across the face.

Zhang Wen felt a blur before his eyes, his head spinning, and his face immediately burned with pain. Seeing his mother so angry that she couldn't speak, he immediately covered his face and lowered his head, not daring to say a word. After all, he had done such an absurd thing as her own son, and there was really no way to explain it.

Chen Guixiang was so angry that she was panting heavily, a tearing pain in her chest. She pointed at her daughter hiding behind her son and continued to scold, "Big sister, I asked you to take care of your brother, I asked you to watch over him here, and this is what you did, you watched him sleep with him in the same bed. Do you know what shame is? A virgin who hasn't even married yet has already slept with her own brother, are you trying to make me die of anger?"

"Mom, I'm sorry..." Zhang Shaolin, like a wronged little girl, pitifully hid behind Zhang Wen, her face full of panic, and tears fell down her cheeks in her anxiety.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what's the use of saying this after you've already done it?"

Chen Guixiang sighed, looking at the slap mark on her son's face and her daughter's tear-streaked face. She then plopped down on the ground, her beautiful eyes becoming somewhat vacant as she muttered to herself, "What a terrible thing to do! How am I supposed to face your grandfather after I die?!" "Mom, can I talk to you alone?" Zhang Wen hesitated for a while before finally speaking. His mother was indeed very angry; her chest heaved as if she was having trouble breathing. It wouldn't be good if she got too upset.

"Okay, little sister, put on your clothes and go out first!" Chen Guixiang was also somewhat at a loss, unsure of what to do, so she decided to see what her son wanted to say.

Zhang Shaolin, like a child who had done something wrong, silently picked up her clothes, dressed, and went to the door. Her face still wet with tears, she gave Zhang Wen a look, signaling him not to upset her mother, before leaving. Zhang Wen nodded knowingly, and only after she closed the door did he put on his pants. Although he had prepared a whole bunch of things to say, he couldn't say them at all. Looking at his mother's sharp eyes, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Seeing the unease on her son's face, Chen Guixiang's heart softened. She sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), sighed, and said, "Xiaowen, you've gone too far. If you want a woman, Mom can find you one. Your sister still needs to get married. Now that you've taken her virginity, how is she supposed to face the world?"

Zhang Wenjun blushed, but mustered his courage and stubbornly said, "Mom, I won't let my sister get married. She's already my woman, and I didn't force her. She's willing

." "Willing,"

Chen Guixiang snorted coldly, looking at her son indifferently. "Don't think I don't know how many women there are outside. It's easy for you to coax your sister. I know why my older sister isn't married yet—it's all for the sake of this family. I thought you could find her a husband as soon as you came back, but now that this has happened, who will want her?"

"Mom, I really love her."

Seeing his mother's tone wasn't good, Zhang Wen decided to be firm and said resolutely, "I want my sister, and she can't marry anyone else. If you insist on separating us, then I'll take her with me."

"Xiao Wen, are you trying to make me angry?"

Chen Guixiang felt a pang of pain in her chest and said sadly when she saw her son's resolute attitude and his threat to elope.

Seeing his mother's distress, Zhang Wen hurriedly went over to her, patting her back and trying to comfort her, "Mom, don't be angry. I know this is absurd, but my sister and I are sincere. Besides, I'm back now, and I'll take care of everything at home. Why are you worrying so much? I'll take good care of you both! As for my sister, she's getting old now; you can't just marry any man you find."

"Xiao Wen!" Chen Guixiang felt her anger rising, and she touched her chest, saying earnestly, "Mom doesn't know what's going on between you two, but Mom is afraid of what people will say behind your back, afraid you'll be drowned in their gossip. Although similar things have happened in the village before, none of them ended well. Mom is afraid you'll act impulsively and regret it later when you calm down."

"Mom, I'm not afraid. What others say is their business."

Zhang Wen paused, then said with a smug look, "As long as our family is strong enough here, with a strong back and lots of money, who can say anything!" "Hmph, you're not afraid of me, but I'm afraid I won't have the face to see your grandfather!" Chen Guixiang, despite feeling heartache looking at the handprint she had left on her son's face, still angrily cursed before slamming the door and leaving.

Zhang Wen watched his mother's retreating figure helplessly, sighed, and felt a surge of unease. He lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling around him, and his mind began to replay his mother's words. Was his sister really acting impulsively? What if she regretted it later? He could only endure it all in this capacity; the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

After Chen Guixiang left, she saw her daughter squatting by the well, looking lost and uneasy, and she felt a surge of anger. Just as she was about to leave, her heart softened again. She turned her back and whispered, "Sister, go inside. You haven't been cleaned yet; you shouldn't be out in the cold."

"Mom..." Zhang Shaolin looked up, choking back tears as she called out softly. Seeing her mother's somewhat weary figure as she walked out the door, her heart ached again.

Zhang Wen was sitting on the kang (heated brick bed), silently smoking. At that moment, Xiao Dan peeked inside. Seeing that Chen Guixiang wasn't there, she jumped out, patting her chest and whispering, "Brother, how can you be so careless? Mom's back and you're still not up! And Sister, she usually gets up so early, why can't she get up today?"

Zhang Wen glanced at her and said irritably, "Since you got up so early, why didn't you wake us? You know Mom will be in trouble if she sees you when she gets back, aren't you just messing with me?" "What does it have to do with me?" Xiao Dan pouted, looking aggrieved, and said, "I called when the sun was just rising, but you were all sleeping so soundly together, I couldn't wake you up no matter what I did! I thought Mom wouldn't be back until evening, so I went out to play first, who knew she'd be back so early. Usually when I go to Auntie's, she stays for at least a day or two."

"Fine."

Zhang Wen stubbed out his cigarette fiercely, his mind preoccupied with his sister. Without even putting on his clothes, he left his aggrieved little sister and went out. As soon as he stepped out of the small door, he saw his sister leaning against the wall, looking lost, two lines of clear tears silently streaming from her beautiful eyes. Her pitiful appearance made one's heart ache.

"Xiao Wen..." Zhang Shaolin turned around and saw her younger brother walking towards her with a loving expression, and her heart ached. With

a "waaaah," she threw herself into Zhang Wen's arms and burst into tears. Perhaps because she had been crying for so long, her once clear and delicate voice had become somewhat hoarse.

"Sister, don't cry! I'm here."

Zhang Wen comforted her as he carried her now exceptionally frail body into the house. When they entered, his younger sister was still sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) looking dissatisfied and sulking. Xi'er, who had found some straw somewhere, was squatting on the floor playing by herself.

"Xiao Wen, what should we do! Mom ran away in anger."

Zhang Shaolin lay back down on the kang with her brother's gentle help. Perhaps because she had been too heartbroken earlier, she now felt the wound on her body starting to hurt again, but she still cried anxiously.

"Sister, I don't know what you're worried about. Don't you know what kind of person Mom is? She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She'll just find a place to cry by herself and then she'll be fine."

Xiao Dan said dismissively from the side, but there was a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.

Xi'er originally wanted to cuddle up to him, but instinctively sensed that the atmosphere was not right. She squatted back down and continued playing with her straw, her eyes filled with curiosity, occasionally lifting them to scan the surroundings. Hearing his sister's words, Zhang Wen hoped she was telling the truth, but he was also worried.

"Xiao Wen, go out and find Mom! Mom only hit you because she was angry. Actually, I know she loves you very much. Please don't be angry anymore, okay?" Zhang Shaolin sobbed softly, pleading with Zhang Wen's hand.

Zhang Wen wasn't angry about the slap; he just didn't know how to face his mother, what to say, and felt incredibly frustrated. After all, no mother could bear something like this. He couldn't say much; just thinking about it gave him a headache. Looking at his sister, who seemed somewhat gloating, he couldn't help but get angry and said, "Xiao Dan, you know the way, go find Mom."

"You guys made Mom angry and she left, why should I go?!" Xiao Dan turned her head away in dissatisfaction, muttering.

"Are you going or not?" Zhang Wen was incredibly annoyed and had no time for idle chatter. In his anxiety, his tone hardened.

"Little sister, please go out and look for her! I'm begging you!"

Zhang Shaolin, now completely flustered, grabbed her sister's hand and choked out. Her once bright eyes were now misty with sorrow, making her look utterly helpless.

Xiao Dan glanced at her brother's gloomy face and then at her sister's pitiful, tear-streaked appearance. She shook her head helplessly and said, "Sister, I'm afraid if I go to her now, Mom will take her anger out on me! Then you two will be better, and I'll be in trouble. I can't be your punching bag!" Zhang Wen realized she was still joking, and his face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Dan, that's enough. Go if you want, or go do what you're supposed to do. Don't spout nonsense." "

Why are you being so fierce? You did it yourself, so what?"

Xiao Dan immediately retorted stubbornly, her face full of contempt.

"Xiao Dan, shut up!"

Just as the siblings were about to start arguing, Chen Guixiang's stern voice suddenly rang out from the doorway. The three siblings looked in the direction of the sound and saw their mother, her face calm as if nothing had happened. She was holding a live chicken, its neck bleeding and still twitching, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Take the chicken money to your Uncle Chen later."

"Um..." Xiao Dan, seeing her mother scolding her, was immediately too frightened to utter a sound, obediently nodding and walking over.

"Mom, you..." Zhang Shaolin, seeing her mother return, immediately buried her head in the blankets in fear. Zhang Wen, seeing her expressionless face, felt something was amiss and couldn't help but shiver, cautiously asking...

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Guixiang waved her hand to interrupt, "Don't say anything."

Then, glancing at Zhang Shaolin who was hiding, she said with concern, "Little sister, you've just lost your virginity. Mom will make you some chicken soup to help you recover. Just stay in bed today, don't get up, okay?" With that, she took the chicken and went to the kitchen, leaving the two no room to speak.

Seeing her mother's drastic change, Zhang Wen looked at her sister with a puzzled expression. Zhang Shaolin was also confused, not knowing what was going on.

"Xiaowen, why don't you go check on her?" Zhang Shaolin said after hesitating for a while, still feeling that her mother's behavior was very abnormal.

"Okay, sister, just lie still, don't move around, okay?" Zhang Wen said with concern, then went out with a worried heart.

Despite her unease, Zhang Wen gently comforted her sister and helped her to sleep. He walked somewhat hesitantly towards the kitchen. Smoke was already rising from the small chimney, and from a distance, he could see his mother's beautiful back as she stood before the large stove. Although the firewood was burning, she stood motionless, lost in thought.

Despite not being related by blood, Zhang Wen, who had never experienced maternal love, had long regarded her as his own mother. Seeing this scene, his heart ached. He approached gently and could vaguely see her body trembling slightly, accompanied by soft sobs. It seemed his sister was right; Mom always found a secluded place to cry when something was wrong, but after wiping away her tears, she was so strong again.

"Mom,"

Zhang Wen said, feeling a pang of sadness the closer he got. Standing behind his mother, he even felt an urge to cry with her.

"Xiao Wen, why did you come out? Where's Da Mei? You have to be with her,"

Chen Guixiang said, wiping away her tears to hide her swollen eyes, her voice slightly reproachful.

Although she tried to keep her tone calm and quiet, when Zhang Wen suddenly turned her to face him, her beautiful face was filled with sorrowful tears, and an inescapable melancholy lingered in her beautiful eyes, making one's heart ache. He couldn't help but slowly reach out, wiping away her tears, and said with deep remorse, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I didn't make you happy when I got home, and I did something so ridiculous! Please don't cry, okay? If you're angry, you can hit me or scold me. Seeing you cry hurts me too." "

Xiao Wen, it's okay! I've gotten used to it over the years, I'll forget about it after a while!" Chen Guixiang said, feeling a warmth in her heart at her son's tenderness. A faint smile of happiness appeared on her tearful face, though it looked somewhat forced.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Wen said softly, "Mom, please don't hold it in, okay? If you're upset, you can hit me or yell at me. Seeing you like this makes me anxious."

"Silly child, why would I hit you? It would sound terrible if word got out! You're such a grown man, why don't you think before you speak?"

Chen Guixiang smiled through her tears, her heart softening as she looked at the slightly swollen handprint on her son's face. She gently touched it with her small hand, saying with heartache, "Xiaowen, did Mom hurt you?" "No, it didn't hurt."

Zhang Wen felt the gentle touch of his mother's small hand, and his heart warmed as well. He said half-jokingly, "You rarely hit me when I was little, so this is you making it up to me."

"Xiaowen! Go out first. We'll talk after Mom finishes cooking."

Chen Guixiang seemed to have something to say, but it was stuck in her throat. After a while, she sighed helplessly, pushing Zhang Wen as she spoke.

"Okay, Mom, don't tire yourself out."

After saying this, Zhang Wen went to the yard. His younger sister and Xi'er had run off somewhere, as if fleeing from a war zone. His older sister must be feeling uneasy inside, unable to sleep. Finding a rock to squat down on, Zhang Wen lit a cigarette again, smoking and pondering what to do next.

The situation seemed alright. Judging from his mother's expression earlier, she seemed to have a plan, but hesitated to speak it aloud. Zhang Wen began to wonder what his mother would do. Would she forcibly separate him and his sister, or would she truly tolerate it and let this absurd thing continue? Did he really have to confess to quell this conflict? But what would he do if they knew the truth? The more he thought about it, the more confused and agitated he became.

"Xiao Wen, come in."

After a while, Chen Guixiang came out of the kitchen carrying a large, slightly gray soup bowl and walked towards the inner room. Seeing her son sitting alone with a headache, looking particularly lonely, she felt a pang of pain in her heart and called out.

"Okay."

Zhang Wen slowly stood up, took a deep drag on his cigarette, threw it aside, and walked into the house with very slow steps. To be honest, he really didn't want to face this, but there was no other way. This matter had to be resolved, otherwise he didn't know how he would live in the future.

Despite the dawdling and hesitation, the journey still had to be faced, and Zhang Wen felt these few steps were particularly long. When he entered the house, his sister was already curled up in bed at the kang table, head bowed, looking extremely cautious. A bowl of fragrant, golden chicken soup sat before her, while his mother sat silently beside her, adding broth. She didn't even glance at her son when he entered, seemingly pondering what to say next, making the atmosphere somewhat tense.

Despite his unease, Zhang Wen, to show his stance, went straight to the kang and sat next to his sister, gently placing his hand on her lap and giving her an encouraging look. Zhang Shaolin seemed to feel her anxious heart calm down slightly, and the tension in her eyes lessened. Her tender eyes looked at Zhang Wen, and a shy blush rose on her face, but with an unusual firmness.

Chen Guixiang seemed oblivious to everything, continuing to add soup. She placed the bowl in front of Zhang Wen, sighed, and then her expression turned serious as she earnestly asked, "Xiao Wen, Da Mei, I don't know what to do after this happened. I just want to ask you two, are you truly together?" Zhang Wen had expected his mother to be furious, but she hadn't anticipated his direct question. He was momentarily taken aback. Seeing his sister's expectant look, he quickly replied, "Mom, my sister and I are truly together. It's definitely not just a passing fancy! I love my sister, and I want her to be my woman for life."

Hearing her brother's words, Zhang Shaolin blushed with happiness, her eyes sparkling with a sudden, unwavering resolve.

Even knowing she would hear this answer, Chen Guixiang still felt a pang of sadness seeing the deep affection between the two. She sighed softly, her face filled with sorrow, and said, "Alright then, since that's how it is, take your sister and leave in a couple of days. Find a place where no one knows you and settle down to live a good life."

Zhang Wen and Zhang Shaolin were both stunned, never expecting their mother to say such a thing. Looking at the heartache and reluctance on her face, it seemed she wasn't joking, and their hearts began to pound. Zhang Wen initially had a glimmer of hope, but his mother's reluctance was still incredibly heartbreaking. Having just seen her son after more than ten years, and before she could even enjoy family time, she had to make such a decision; how much courage must she have mustered?

"Mom, I won't leave. I'll stay here with you from now on. Do you remember what I said earlier? You owe me so much from when you were little, and I want you to make it up to me slowly."

Zhang Wen and his sister exchanged a glance, then shook their heads resolutely.

"Silly child, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive here. What will we do then? Do you think I'd bear to leave you? I've waited for you for over ten years, and now this has happened. What can I do? I can't let people talk behind your sister's back. Just come back to see me more often, and I'll be content."

Chen Guixiang's tone was particularly resolute, but she couldn't help the pain in her heart. Her nose tingled, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Mom, I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay by your side and take care of you."

Zhang Shaolin felt a pang of pain seeing her mother's distress. She leaned forward and hugged her mother, sobbing softly.

In an instant, the two women in the room were embracing and crying together. One was determined to send her son away, while the other was determined not to leave. Although the scene was touching, Zhang Wen still felt a buzzing headache. However, he didn't dare to disturb them at this moment. He glanced at them helplessly and then lit a cigarette again. At this time, even the smoke seemed tasteless.

Zhang Wen watched silently from the side until their sobs faded to barely audible chokes. Then, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, you can't kick us out. I'm staying here for the rest of my life. I don't care what others say, and I can't control what they say."

"Xiao Wen, you're not afraid, but your sister is a woman. Can she stand people gossiping?" Chen Guixiang said, wiping tears from her eyes as she pulled up her clothes, her voice choked with emotion.

Zhang Wen looked at the beautiful, flat stomach revealed by her clothes, his heart fluttering slightly. He then composed himself and asked Zhang Shaolin gently, "Sister, are you afraid?" "I'm not afraid! What others say is none of my business! Our affairs are none of their concern,"

Zhang Shaolin suddenly declared, her face resolute.

Seeing her son's gaze frequently drifting towards her lower abdomen, Chen Guixiang quickly put down her clothes and gave Zhang Wen a reproachful look, seemingly blaming him for having such lustful thoughts at a time like this. Seeing Zhang Wen lower his head in shame, she said with concern, "But you two are together like this, it's not proper, and you can't have children. Will it work out in the future?" Seeing his mother's tone soften, Zhang Wen quickly said, "Mom, we're not afraid of that! It's proper, you can trust me. I'll definitely treat my sister well. Didn't you say many people get married without registering their marriage? They still live their lives! As for the child, we'll have one. Even if there are any defects, it's still our Zhang family's flesh and blood, isn't it?" This really wasn't a problem. Anyway, if his sister really got pregnant, the baby would be born healthy, and they could just say it was a blessing from their ancestors. Right now, the most important thing was to stabilize the family.

"But..." Chen Guixiang seemed moved by her son's words, a hint of hesitation appearing in her eyes. After a long while, she said softly, "We can't have one like Xi'er, can we? Would she be able to take care of her? If we did, wouldn't our Zhang family become a laughingstock? Having a son is fine, but having a daughter would be terrible."

"It's okay, Mom. Now, sons and daughters are the same, as long as they're my flesh and blood,"

Zhang Wen said, his eyes glancing mischievously at his sister's slender waist, giving her a lewd smile. He knew that her belly would soon be carrying his offspring.

Zhang Shaolin, however, didn't buy it. Instead, she put on a stern face like Chen Guixiang. Her beautiful eyes, streaked with tears, looked at Zhang Wen with a serious expression and said, "Xiao Wen, you're wrong to think like that. You're the only one carrying on our family line now. If we can't produce a son, how will we face our ancestors? Are daughters and sons the same? A daughter always belongs to another family, but a son is our own root."

"That's right! How will I face your grandfather then? You don't want our family line to end, do you?" Chen Guixiang immediately sided with her daughter, lecturing her earnestly.

If the old man knew his offspring was a counterfeit, he'd probably be furious, Zhang Wen thought with a hint of malice.

Speaking of grandfather, the culprit was still that jar of medicinal wine. Looking at their uncompromising expressions, Zhang Wen knew he had said the wrong thing. Trying to reason with them was just asking for trouble; the mother and daughter could change their expressions in an instant! Just a moment ago they were crying and sobbing like it was a matter of life and death, but now they're all sternly lecturing her. But that's alright, at least the atmosphere is much better. Getting scolded is better than watching them cry all over the place.

Zhang Shaolin thought for a moment, then gently tugged at Chen Guixiang's sleeve, her tone a mix of reluctance and helplessness, and said, "Mom, I have an idea, what do you think?" "Tell me about it,"

Chen Guixiang said, noticing the shifting expression on her daughter's face.

Zhang Wen looked over curiously and saw a hint of heartache and reluctance flash in his sister's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said resolutely, "You should find Xiaowen a wife. Once she's married and pregnant, even if she finds out about us, she won't be able to escape. I can't have children, but she can. We can have several, and I can help take care of them at home. After a while, she'll get used to it." "

Is that so?"

Chen Guixiang's eyes lit up upon hearing her daughter's words, and she began to think about it with delight, seemingly finding the idea feasible!

Zhang Wen's mind was immediately filled with fantasies: his sister secretly having an affair with him, marrying a wife, and then having an affair with his sister behind her back. This...this was too exciting! As she thought about it, the words "threesome" and "double penetration" came to mind again, and her mouth was practically watering. But when she saw her sister's resentful look, she hurriedly put on a serious face and said, "No, wouldn't that be unfair to you?" Before she could finish speaking, Chen Guixiang, who was already beaming with joy, waved her hand and interrupted her: "Big sister, that's a great idea! Just tell everyone that your sister can't have children or something, just find a reason why she can't get married. That way you can be together, you can get a wife, and there won't be any faults to criticize. What's unfair about that!" "Hmm!" Zhang Shaolin nodded, her expression becoming calm, but she still couldn't hide the sadness in her heart about having to share her man with someone else.

"But Mom, this is too unfair to my sister, letting a complete stranger into the family. If she marries a good one, that's fine, but if she marries a bad one, I'm afraid she'll treat her badly!" Although Zhang Wen's mind was already racing with fantasies, she still spoke somewhat affectedly when she saw her sister's sorrowful expression.

"There's nothing to be wronged about. We're rich and capable; we can marry as many wives as we want."

Chen Guixiang seemed to think this was the perfect ending, and immediately smiled happily. She tenderly took a tissue to wipe away the tears welling up in her daughter's eyes again, gently comforting her as she did so, "Big sister, I know you're a little wronged, but you've already slept together, so this is the only way. Don't worry, Mom will make sure no one bullies you."

"Mom…" Zhang Shaolin cried out emotionally, burying her head in Chen Guixiang's arms like a child, sobbing and venting her grievances. The thought of having just lost her virginity, only to have to share it with another woman, made her heart ache terribly! A piercing pain, like being torn apart.

"Sister, cry! We women feel better after we cry it out."

Chen Guixiang gently comforted her daughter while secretly letting out a sigh of relief.

Zhang Wen watched all this from the side, feeling that the changes were too fast, so fast that his mind couldn't keep up. Just then, a series of cursing sounds suddenly rang out from outside, mixed with a man's sarcastic mockery, but also Xiao Dan's furious screams. Chen Guixiang and Zhang Wen exchanged a puzzled look, then told Zhang Shaolin to stay obediently inside and went out one after the other.

Chapter 4 Mother and Son's Outburst

As soon as they stepped outside, they saw a ragged, slovenly man standing in the yard, hands on his hips, cursing like a shrew. Xiao Dan stood in front of him, cursing back without giving an inch, her cute little face flushed with anger, while Xi'er had a clear handprint on her face, crying and rolling on the ground.

"What's going on!" Chen Guixiang walked over and, seeing Xi'er's pitiful state on the ground, frowned before asking the man, "Gouzi, what are you doing here again? Looking for a beating?!" "Don't try to play the victim."

The man, seeing Chen Guixiang, flashed a glint of lust mixed with a hint of fear in his eyes. He hurriedly took two steps back and said, "Your idiot killed a few of my chicks just now. Am I not right to come and reason with him?" "Mom, don't listen to him. I saw it from the side; Xi'er didn't touch his chicks at all. This old bastard's chicks were already dead; he's just trying to extort money from us. He even hit Xi'er earlier. He's clearly holding a grudge from last time and is now causing trouble."

Xiao Dan said angrily, her beautiful eyes glaring at him with fury.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen's anger flared up. He had noticed the man's leg seemed to limp as he retreated, leading him to suspect he was the boy whose leg his mother had broken. Now, he was certain it was him. Looking at Xi'er's pitiful, crying face and the red handprint on her cheek, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He stormed forward, snarling, "You hit Xi'er just now?" "Where did you come from, you little brat?

What business is it of yours what I say?" The man seemed puzzled by Zhang Wen's sudden appearance, but immediately retorted with a hostile tone.

"You old bastard, how dare you insult my son!"

Chen Guixiang, upon hearing his words, flew into a rage. Her eyes, still wet with tears, flashed with ferocity. Her pretty face twitched, and she leaped up, charging at him and slapping the unsuspecting middle-aged man flat on his face.

"You bitch..." The middle-aged man's eyes were seeing stars. He got up and was about to curse when he saw Zhang Wen and Chen Guixiang walking towards him with fierce expressions, and he immediately stopped talking.

"Fuck your mother, did you eat shit? How dare you curse my mother."

Although Zhang Wen was honest, he often got into fights in the city because he was often ridiculed when he was young, and he was not a timid person. When he heard him about to curse Chen Guixiang, his blood rushed to his head, and he became even more vicious, kicking Zhang Wen in the mouth, making his mouth bleed.

"Brother, good for you... kill him!"

Xiao Dan saw him get beaten up and immediately danced around, cheering him on, her little face full of excitement. Although Xi'er didn't quite understand, she knew that she had been protected and happily smiled.

"You little bastard, and you filthy bitch, aren't you just a widow who ran away from her husband? What are you pretending to be, a virgin?!" Gouzi, enraged by the kick, scrambled to his feet and ran, cursing as he went.

The mother and son, hearing this, turned pale with anger. Zhang Wen chased after him and elbowed the staggering Gouzi on the back of the head, knocking him back to the ground. Chen Guixiang wasn't one to be trifled with either. She had initially tried to dissuade her son from his impulsiveness, but now she was furious. She grabbed a stick as thick as a child's arm and chased after Gouzi, who was still cursing on the ground, and swung it at him. Gouzi instinctively blocked with his hand, immediately screaming in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

After being beaten and kicked by the mother and son, Gouzi finally managed to get up again, shouting "Murder! Murder!" as he dodged Zhang Wen's punches and kicks and Chen Guixiang's stick. Seeing him still uttering such vile words, the mother and son, enraged, chased him all the way from their house to the village committee entrance. A crowd had already gathered to watch the spectacle. After all, in such a small place, entertainment was limited, and who wouldn't be happy to have some fun?

"Uncle Chen, help me! This bitch is trying to kill me!" Gouzi, disheveled and covered in mud and blood, ran into the village committee. Seeing several elderly people chatting and laughing under a shed, he quickly ran over and hid behind them, pleading for help.

"Dog, I'm not done with you today, I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Chen Guixiang saw him still spewing profanities, ignoring the still somewhat dazed old man, and swung the stick at him. Dog dodged, and the stick knocked the chessboard and teacups off the table.

"You're a living whore... thinking you're something special just because you slept with a pretty boy. You can't even keep your own man, I'm talking about you."

Dog didn't know when he'd lost a tooth, and blood mixed with saliva flowed from his mouth as he spoke, but he didn't seem to feel the pain and continued cursing relentlessly.

"I'll fucking kill you, you son of a bitch, you deserve to die!"

Zhang Wen was furious that he dared to curse his mother like that. He rushed forward, grabbed Dog who was hiding behind Uncle Chen, and punched him in the eye. Dog screamed and fell against the wall. Zhang Wen chased after him and kicked him repeatedly!

Gouzi didn't seem to be very popular. Seeing him being beaten, the group of old people all dispersed. Uncle Chen came forward and asked, "Guiwa, what's going on? Why are

you making a scene again so early in the morning?" "Don't worry about it. This damned bastard came to my place saying all sorts of nonsense and even insulted my son. I'll beat him to death today!"

Although Chen Guixiang spoke fiercely, seeing her son's bloodshot eyes and his merciless kicking of Gouzi, she was afraid of causing a death and shouted, "Alright, Xiaowen, that's enough. Don't kill him and dirty your feet."

"Okay."

Zhang Wen kicked him again, not satisfied. Seeing that Gouzi's face was contorted in pain, his body was covered in bruises, and his face was swollen like a pig's head as he rolled on the ground groaning, he finally withdrew his foot and walked back.

"How did he get beaten up like this!" Among the old folks, there were still some kind-hearted ones. Bao Ye hadn't gone to the dock today, and only stepped out from the crowd after Zhang Wen finished beating him. He squatted down to check Gouzi's injuries, shaking his head as he spoke. "He brought it on himself.

We're lucky he's not dead,"

Chen Guixiang said angrily from the side. "Damn it, if you talk nonsense again, I'll bury you alive." Zhang Wen had seen countless gangster movies, and when he uttered those harsh words, he did it convincingly. His fierce appearance made Chen Guixiang almost unrecognizable. "What are you looking at? Everyone, disperse." Uncle Chen saw that a crowd had gathered at the door, some chatting and laughing, others pointing and staring. Many of them were curiously focused on the unfamiliar Zhang Wen. Since he had taken a bribe, he immediately ran over to chase them away. "Xiao Wen, let's go back." Chen Guixiang glanced at Gouzi with disdain, then took Zhang Wen's hand and started to walk out. Zhang Wen's heart skipped a beat as he felt the softness of his mother's small hand, and he unconsciously followed her steps outside. Just then, a fat woman rushed in, blocking their path and throwing a tantrum. Zhang Wen looked closely and recognized her as Gouzi, the woman he'd met with his sister before. "Oh, what a terrible thing!" This widow was even beating people! Was there no justice?! She'd killed someone! The fat shrew wailed and screamed. Just as she was about to pull her away, she saw a fierce glint in Chen Guixiang's eyes, as if she were about to raise the bloodstained stick again. She quickly withdrew her hand, sat down on the ground, and cried. "Ignore her," Chen Guixiang sneered, pulling Zhang Wen away. "Ha, she beat someone and then just leaves? Does she think my Gouzi is an animal?!" Seeing that her tactic was ineffective, the crowd burst into laughter, as if watching a monkey show. Her face flushed and paled in turns. She grabbed Zhang Wen's foot and shouted, "Everyone, be the judge! A widow has killed someone! Is there no justice?" Perhaps she thought Zhang Wen looked rather refined and was the kind of person who could be easily fooled. "What are you yelling about? Get lost..." Zhang Wen showed no mercy, cursing and kicking her in the face, then hurling insults, "Your thing isn't even human! Calling it livestock is an insult to livestock. You want to bully a widow? You deserve a beating. If you dare to yell again, I'll beat you up too!" The fat shrew didn't expect Zhang Wen to turn on her so quickly. Caught off guard by the kick, she fell to the side. Her cheek began to swell, blood gushed from her nose, and she grimaced in pain, unable to speak. She looked at the furious Zhang Wen with fear in her eyes. "Sister, are you alright...?" At this moment, Gouzi seemed to have regained some of his senses. Seeing that his sister had also been beaten, he stumbled over and helped the fat shrew up while anxiously asking. But this time, he dared not curse again, let alone lay a hand on her. The two of them sitting on the ground looked quite pitiful, especially since his clothes were torn in several places, and his body was covered in bruises. When he spoke, blood flowed from his large mouth, making him look even worse than a beggar. The villagers, seeing that there was no more excitement, dispersed. "Guiwazi, what do you think we should do about this?" Uncle Chen, seeing that the two seemed to have calmed down, ran over and winked at Zhang Wen, playing the good Samaritan. "What should we do? Do I have to break his leg too?" Chen Guixiang seemed to disregard everyone's opinions, her tone still carrying a hint of anger. "Look at this..." Uncle Chen, seeing that she was still angry, turned to Zhang Wen with a troubled expression and said, "Your mother is still angry. She's already hit someone, this matter..." "Hmph, I'm still angry. Let's talk about it later!" Seeing his mother's firm attitude, Zhang Wen didn't want to back down. He snorted and pulled her hand, saying, "Mom, let's go back!" "Okay, Gouzi, you better watch out. If you mess with me again, I'll skin you alive!" Chen Guixiang, seeing her son's manly demeanor, gave a look of approval before turning and leaving, abandoning the still crying Gouzi and his sister. As they walked out of the village committee, Zhang Wen, holding his mother's hand, was still a little confused. How could she have been crying and talking about her sister this morning, and now she'd beaten someone up? What was he going to do about this? Seeing his mother's nonchalant expression and the villagers' indifferent attitude, he suddenly realized that this place was so remote that even the police station probably couldn't handle it. At most, the village elders and seniors would mediate, and no one would believe in the law. "Son, what are you thinking about?" Chen Guixiang gently withdrew her hand when they were almost home. Seeing her son deep in thought, she asked curiously. "Nothing, I was just wondering whether you hit me harder or I hit you harder," Zhang Wen said jokingly, shaking his head. A new feeling arose in his heart. His mother, a woman, raised two daughters alone, without a man to lead the family. Such families were most vulnerable to bullying in this small place. If it weren't for her strong attitude, he probably would have a stepfather by now. No wonder everyone was reluctant to interfere when they saw her almost domineering manner.

"Hehe, you're just being cheeky!" Chen Guixiang chuckled, then gave a thumbs-up, saying, "But Mom really didn't expect you to be so ruthless, looking so gentle. I thought my son was pretty honest, but you're even more ruthless than me. You knocked out Gouzi's teeth, not bad! You've got a real man's spirit."

She then patted her son's shoulder approvingly.

Zhang Wen smiled awkwardly; what mother encourages her son to fight? She was probably the first. But seeing her so excited, he didn't want to spoil the mood, so he smiled smugly and said, "Your son is only well-behaved around you; he's not exactly a good boy outside."

"That's more like a man!" Chen Guixiang smiled happily and walked into the courtyard.

"Wow, brother, Mom, you guys are so awesome! I love you so much!"

Xiao Dan ran up from behind, pulling Xi'er's hand. Before she could even catch her breath, her eyes sparkled as she said, "You beat up the dog all the way here, and you still managed to hit him at the village committee! Brother, you're amazing!"

"You little brat."

Zhang Wen saw that she seemed to enjoy the commotion as well, having dragged Xi'er along the whole way. She truly was their daughter, just like her mother, with a bit of a violent streak.

"Alright, Xiao Dan, get ready, wash up, and come inside! I bet your sister won't finish the chicken soup, so let's eat together."

Chen Guixiang's face was full of happy smiles, seemingly very satisfied with her son's performance, her tone tinged with pride.

"Okay!"

Xiao Dan shouted excitedly, then pulled the still somewhat hesitant Xi'er and ran into the thatched shed to wash their hands.

"Xiao Wen, why don't you go inside and see your older sister too?"

Chen Guixiang said to Zhang Wen with a smile.

"Hmm."

Zhang Wen nodded gently and was about to leave when he noticed Xi'er by the thatched hut, covered in dirt with red handprints on her face, looking at him pitifully. A thought struck him, and he stepped forward, gently stroking her slightly dusty face as he asked affectionately, "Xi'er, does it still hurt?" "Daddy...it doesn't hurt anymore."

Xi'er's intelligence was about that of a child, and she had some discernment. Seeing the pained look on Zhang Wen's face, she immediately shook her head and obediently replied.

"Hehe, don't linger here, hurry up and go inside."

Chen Guixiang felt a little annoyed that her son's eyes kept glancing into Xi'er's collar. However, she still walked over with a smile, grabbed Xi'er's hand and said, "Come on, let me wash you. Look at you, you're covered in mud, you're practically a mud doll!" "Mmm..." Xi'er's eyes showed a hint of reluctance, but she obediently nodded.

"Xiao Wen, go inside and get her a change of clothes."

After instructing Zhang Wen, Chen Guixiang said to her youngest daughter in the thatched hut, "Little sister, if you don't come out soon, there won't be any food left."

"Coming, coming..." As soon as food was mentioned, Xiao Dan immediately ran out. Her arms were covered in wet droplets, and her clothes were soaked, clinging to her petite body. Her chest was even more exaggerated, and the water-soaked clothes were somewhat transparent, revealing two small pink nipples underneath. However, she seemed completely oblivious, stepping forward and grabbing Zhang Wen's arm, grinning as she said, "Brother, let's go inside!" "Okay, let's go."

With this intimate contact, Zhang Wen could clearly feel the softness of his sister's slightly childish breasts pressing against his arm. He couldn't help but swallow hard, slumping as he followed her into the house.

On the kang (heated brick bed), Zhang Shaolin, curled up in a blanket, leaned against the wall, her heart filled with worry after hearing the insults outside. Seeing her younger brother and sister come in chatting and laughing, and thinking about how she would be able to be with her brother soon, a sweet smile flashed across her face. She asked with concern, "Xiaowen, you're back. What happened just now? I heard a commotion outside."

"Sister-in-law, you don't know! Brother was really fierce just now. He chased Gouzi all the way, even kicking him inside the village committee building. You didn't see his mouth full of blood; he looked so funny!"

Seeing her sister's shy expression, Xiaodan had a sudden idea. She climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed), grabbed her sister's hand, and teased her.

"What sister-in-law? You little brat, you've gotten quite bold, daring to tease me!"

Zhang Shaolin felt a sweet warmth in her heart upon hearing this address. She glanced affectionately at her brother, then pinched her sister's cute cheek, laughing and scolding her without a hint of reproach.

"Alright, brother-in-law, I won't disturb your sweet moment. I'll go deliver the clothes!" Xiaodan put on a heartbroken expression, but secretly smiled, grabbed the clothes, and ran out.

"This child..." Zhang Wen chuckled, watching her petite figure from behind. Turning his head, he saw his sister's beautiful face filled with shy, delighted joy. Recalling the taste of a woman he had experienced last night, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. He gently stepped forward and embraced her, whispering in her ear in a calm yet blissful tone, "Sister, from now on, you'll be my little wife."

"Xiao Wen."

The calm yet warm words warmed Zhang Shaolin's heart. She nestled tightly in her brother's arms, her beautiful eyes sparkling with joy as she whispered, "I really can't believe Mom would agree to us being together. Am I dreaming or have I really woken up?" "Silly girl, of course you're dreaming, having a beautiful dream you'll never wake up from."

Zhang Wen reached out to tidy her disheveled hair, holding his sister's body. Although he was already feeling aroused, he immediately restrained himself, remembering that she had just lost her virginity today.

"Xiao Wen, I'm so happy! It's all true!"

Zhang Shaolin smiled charmingly, suddenly feeling something hard pressing against her waist. She reached out and grabbed it, immediately realizing it was her brother's manhood. Her face flushed crimson with embarrassment, and she quickly pulled her hand back, scolding, "Xiao Wen, why are you thinking about this in broad daylight!" "Hehe, you're so beautiful, my hardness is the best proof. I think about this day and night because my sister is so alluring,"

Zhang Wen said, his tone both lewd and sincere.

"Xiao Wen, have some soup, it's still warm."

Zhang Shaolin felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Seeing her brother's gaze lingering on her, burning with an aggressive intensity, his desire for her undisguised, she felt a surge of joy mixed with fear, and quickly tried to distract him.

Zhang Wen watched his sister's rosy lips move alluringly as she spoke, and felt an urge to kiss her. Seeing the soup bowl on the table, he had a sudden inspiration and picked it up. He scooped some soup with a spoon and held it to her lips, coaxing her like a child, "Good girl, open your mouth, husband will feed you!" Zhang Shaolin smiled and obediently opened her mouth, drinking all the soup her brother fed her. It seemed even more fragrant than before, sweeter than honey. She licked her lips with a hint of lingering enjoyment and said coquettishly, "You little rascal, Wen, you just love teasing your sister."

"Then I'll give you a chance to tease me. Sis, you feed me."

Zhang Wen chuckled and handed her the bowl.

Zhang Shaolin rolled her eyes and picked up the spoon, about to feed him, when Zhang Wen immediately interrupted, "Sister, I want you to feed me with your mouth."

Seeing her brother's lustful expression, Zhang Shaolin couldn't help but give him a charmingly glaring look, but still blushing, she slowly put the chicken soup into her mouth, raising her chin and offering her rosy lips. Zhang Wen immediately lowered his head and kissed his sister's lips, gently prying open her playful teeth, lightly licking her rosy and delicate tongue, tasting the fragrant chicken soup with his sister's scent, unable to distinguish whether it was the soup or his sister's scent.

Zhang Shaolin was immediately kissed until she was panting heavily, responding to her brother's domineering teasing. The two of them were breathing heavily as they passionately intertwined their scents, their embrace seemingly leaving no space between them! Just as they were lost in the kiss, Xiao Dan sneaked in. Seeing his sister with her eyes closed, looking like she was enjoying herself, he quietly climbed onto the bed and mischievously reached out and tickled his sister's waist.

"Ah..." Zhang Shaolin's body trembled. Opening her eyes, she saw her younger sister watching her and her brother kiss with a mischievous grin. She immediately scolded him, blushing and angry, "Xiao Dan, are you asking for it?! You know I'm ticklish, and you still tease me!"

"Oh, so I'm ticklish too?"

Xiao Dan giggled, then hid behind Zhang Wen, making a face and saying with a grin, "I don't believe you! Yesterday I saw you licking your private parts with your mouth, and you weren't scared. Why are you scared when I just lightly touch you with my hand?" Hearing this, Zhang Shaolin's face instantly turned as red-hot as iron. Seeing Zhang Wen also giving her a somewhat embarrassed look, she recalled the comfortable, itchy, and tingling sensation of her brother's warm tongue teasing her sensitive area last night, and couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of nostalgia. But then she caught a glimpse of her sister's teasing gaze, and straightened up, blushing as she scolded, "How can you be peeking at such a young age?"

"Oh, I didn't peek, I looked openly!" Xiao Dan retorted, sticking out her tongue. "Who told you to make such a racket? Besides, you kept yelling, how could I sleep?" "I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!"

Zhang Shaolin, seeing her sister's blatant words, felt incredibly embarrassed. Her face hardened, and she pounced, shoving Zhang Wen aside and grabbing Xiao Dan, who was trying to escape.

"Brother, help me..." Xiao Dan cried out, feigning helplessness, but her eyes were filled with a smug, secret smile.

Seeing the two sisters playfully wrestling, Zhang Wen had no time to save her; he was more interested in getting a few more glances.马上跳到了桌边，一边抽着烟一边嬉笑着说：「我还救你，不和姐一起揍你就不错了。不过哥还是疼你的，我不会睁着眼睛看你受罪，所以我还是闭上眼睛吧！」「呀……」张少琳将妹妹压在炕上，撩起她的衣服在她的小腰上挠着痒，雪白如玉的皮肤把张文看得心里一跳一跳的。但就在姐妹俩闹得正慌的时候，张少琳似乎拉扯到了刚破身的伤口，整个人突然停滞下来，小脸上都是疼痛的表情！

「姐，你怎么样了？」张文顾不得看妹妹的小身体了，赶忙上前将她抱住后关心的问道。

Zhang Shaolin frowned and endured the pain for a while before finally recovering and glaring at Zhang Wen reproachfully, saying, "It's all your fault! You were like a cow, making me hurt so much!" "Yes, yes, it's all my fault."

Zhang Wen nodded as he carried her back to bed, laid her down, and gently comforted her, "Sister, you just lost your virginity, don't get up. Just lie there quietly, or you'll aggravate your wound."

"Hmm, you brat, just wait until I'm healed, I'll deal with you."

Zhang Shaolin was immersed in her brother's tenderness, but when she turned around and saw her sister secretly laughing, she immediately put on a stern face and threatened her.

"Go away, you're practically in postpartum confinement now. I'll let you brag a little since you're my sister! Hehe."

Xiao Dan giggled, her face full of smugness, looking at her sister provocatively.

"Xiao Wen..." Zhang Shaolin looked at Zhang Wen with a coquettish expression, pouting and looking aggrieved.

Her older sister's voice was so sweet it was almost sugary, making Zhang Wen's mind wander. Seeing his sister's resentful eyes, he blinked to signal her to stop, then suddenly turned around and pounced on Xiao Dan, who was still snickering nearby. He pinned his unsuspecting little sister's soft body down, grinning wickedly, "You brat, you dare to tease us? I'll spank your little bottom until it's bruised!"

"No, brother, you're so heartless!"

Xiao Dan cried out in fear, her delicate body thrashing violently under her brother's pressure, struggling desperately!

"Hehe, brother is very humane, brother loves you very much."

Zhang Wen smiled wickedly; the scene was as stimulating as a ruthless uncle raping a little girl. His sister's movement happened to rub against his hardened manhood, sending a strong electric current through his body.

"Yeah, Xiaowen, spank her bottom until it's bruised, let's see if this girl's mouth is still so stubborn."

Zhang Shaolin gloated and egged her on from the side.

"You guys are no good, you share a bed and then you come to bully me. I don't want this! You're crushing me!"

Xiaodan cried out, looking aggrieved, as Zhang Wen pressed her down, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Hehe, you have no choice now."

Zhang Wen suddenly sat back, pulling his sister, who had just recovered a little, back and pulling her next to him and his sister, pressing her down on him. Lying on his lap, her pert little buttocks immediately outlined a rounded curve, and her small breasts were also pressed against his legs. Zhang Wen felt his sister's soft and slightly fragrant body, and couldn't help but swallow, his thoughts becoming wicked.

"Xiaowen, let me..." Zhang Shaolin was already restless, and now seeing the two siblings making a fuss, she couldn't sit still anymore. Sitting down next to her younger brother, she grinned mischievously, lifted her sister's chin, and said sarcastically, "You brat, how dare you talk back to me like that? I'll spank your little bottom until it's all red and swollen, I guarantee you'll gain at least ten pounds!" "Sis, I didn't mean to...can't you not spank me?" Xiao Dan's pretty eyes darted around before she pleaded pitifully. Looking up at the lecherous glint in her brother's eyes, she felt a pang of unease.

"What do you think?" Zhang Shaolin smiled smugly, then turned to see Zhang Wen staring blankly at his sister's bottom, and a pang of jealousy shot through her. The little girl pulled her sister's pants down, revealing her soft, white bottom. Her voice was slightly sarcastic as she said, "If you want to look, then look. Don't look like a loser."

"Oh, you really took it off…!" The little girl initially thought it was just a joke, but her older sister actually did it. She felt a chill on her bottom, realizing her little bottom was completely exposed, and immediately lowered her head in shame, protesting.

"I didn't!" Zhang Wen struggled to look away, but couldn't help glancing at her again. His sister's pants were pulled down to her knees, revealing a round, white bottom, like two fresh steamed buns. He could even vaguely see her pink, folded, tender anus, and a delicate, hairless slit with only a few tiny, downy hairs on it—very innocent. As he looked, Zhang Wen couldn't help but feel a painful hardness.

"Don't you want to touch it?" Zhang Shaolin saw her younger brother, who had initially turned his head away, now staring intently at her, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets. A pang of jealousy rose in her heart. She gently placed her delicate hand on her sister's small, fragrant buttocks, slowly stroking it, and asked seductively.

"No, hehe! How could I dare?"

Zhang Wen almost blurted out "yes," but seeing the fierce look in his sister's eyes, he quickly smiled sheepishly and waved his hand.

"Tch, not honest at all! You dared to touch me last night, where has your courage gone now?"

Zhang Shaolin rolled her eyes disdainfully, her hand still moving, her slender fingers tapping like she was playing the piano, as if treating her sister's little bottom like a toy.

"Sister, don't play with my butt! Let me go!" Xiao Dan felt her sister's hand moving towards her legs, and panicked, shouting anxiously.

"My dear sister, how could I bear to hit you? Hehe, let me give you a check-up."

Zhang Shaolin spoke in an ambiguous tone, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped Xiao Dan's delicate white bottom with a soft sound, leaving a faint handprint.

"Ouch! I'm not playing anymore! You guys are ganging up on me!"

Although it didn't hurt much, Xiao Dan still cried out dramatically.

Zhang Wen watched the ripples of flesh created by his sister's hand slapping Xiao Dan's buttocks, and felt an unbearable itch in his heart. Hearing the crisp sound of the slap, it was like his own heart was being pounded. He wanted to reach out and soothe her slightly red bottom, but seeing his sister's meaningful gaze, he immediately became obedient.

"Hehe, Xiao Dan, do you want to know what it feels like after losing your virginity?" Zhang Shaolin suddenly smiled ambiguously, leaned down, and breathed hot air into her sister's ear.

"No... don't do anything rash, take your hand away..." Xiao Dan's heart started racing. Seeing that her sister wasn't joking, she immediately cried out in panic, already regretting why she had teased her earlier.

"I'm not doing anything inappropriate, I just want to make you feel good."

Zhang Shaolin said, turning her head to see her brother staring intently at his sister's tender little bottom, and gave a cold laugh. Seeing this, Zhang Wen immediately shifted his gaze from his sister's bottom to her jealous face.

"I don't want to, you guys do it yourselves if you want to feel good."

Xiao Dan was still struggling, but Zhang Wen was like a man possessed, secretly staring at her fragrant buttocks, his hand unconsciously pressing down very tightly, and she had no way to escape.

"I'm doing this for your own good..." Zhang Shaolin smiled mischievously and said to Zhang Wen, "Xiao Wen, let's teach her together!" "No, you do it, you do it."

Hearing her words, although there was a certain allure, Zhang Wen seemed to be gritting his teeth as he said it, his tone a little unpleasant, and quickly shook his head, saying humbly.

"Hehe, don't say I didn't ask you to come."

Zhang Shaolin giggled, her hand on her younger sister's buttocks suddenly tightening, spreading her legs apart slightly, and forcefully pressing her hand against her sister's still-developing private parts. She said with a smile, "I don't really know either. You watch from the side, and if you do anything wrong, just tell me, okay?" "Ah..." The strange sensation of her older sister's hand touching her private parts made Xiao Dan let out a cry that was both surprised and pleasurable.

Zhang Wen stared wide-eyed at his sister's private parts. Although his sister's jade-like hand covered the most alluring and mysterious area, the sight alone was enough to drive him crazy. Zhang Wen felt as if his brain was on fire, all the blood rushing to his corpus cavernosum, and he almost had a nosebleed.

Zhang Shaolin glanced furtively at her younger brother, then, ignoring her sister's struggles and resistance, began to gently caress her tender private parts. As a woman, she knew exactly where the sensitive spots were, so her movements were exceptionally gentle and familiar. Soon, the little girl's cries subsided, and her breathing quickened.

"Little sister, does it feel good? Why are you already wet?"

Zhang Shaolin gently caressed her sister's delicate petals, her hands already subtly stained with arousal fluid. She lowered her head with a mischievous smile and breathed hot air into her ear as she asked.

"Sister...stop it..." Xiao Dan gasped, feeling a ticklish, pleasurable sensation in her private parts. For some reason, she felt much better being caressed by her sister than by herself, and her words became somewhat slurred.

"Hehe, you said you didn't want to, but why are you still so wet?"

Zhang Shaolin said, slowly and gently parting her two little petals. Zhang Wen's eyes almost wanted to be glued to his sister's crotch. Seeing the bright red, tender flesh glistening with moisture, it was beginning to reveal itself. The fresh, delicate pink, combined with the clear, moist lubrication, made his brain almost shut down. Zhang Wen suddenly felt as if his throat had been burned by a raging fire, completely dry.

"I...don't...sister...ah!" The little girl's face grew redder and redder under her sister's teasing. Her words were indistinct, more like passionate moans!

Zhang Wen watched as his sister nonchalantly did this seductive thing, her little hands ravaging his sister's alluring honeyed spot. He really wanted to push his sister aside and do it himself.

Zhang Shaolin, seeing her younger brother's impulsive yet suppressed expression, felt a surge of pleasure. She used two fingers to gently part her sister's still-developing vulva, making the tender, moist flesh inside even more prominent. Her fingers lightly glided over it, causing her sister's small body to spasm repeatedly.

"Sister, please... I know I was wrong... don't do it..." Xiao Dan seemed completely immersed in this heavenly pleasure, but when she turned around and saw her brother panting heavily, staring intently at her private parts between her buttocks, she felt a mixture of shame and a desire to cry.

Zhang Wen could clearly feel his sister's hand teasing his sister's sensitive spot; every time she touched her sister's sensitive spot, her small body, leaning against his legs, trembled, her quivering legs even touching his genitals. He was almost unable to bear this agonizing torment. Just as he was about to unleash his animalistic desires, Zhang Shaolin seemed to sense her brother's barely suppressed urge. She chuckled inwardly, then gently pulled Zhang Wen's hand to her sister's bottom, smiling sweetly, "Alright, Xiao Wen, I want to see how you do it. Come on!" "Sister, stop teasing me!"

Zhang Wen's mind was reeling. His hand gently caressed his sister's soft, white buttocks, feeling how smooth and supple they were! But seeing the jealous look in his sister's eyes, he felt a little uneasy.

"Hehe, I'm not joking with you. Look at my butt, isn't it soft and smooth?"

Zhang Shaolin, oblivious to everyone else, placed her two jade-like fingers, glistening with her sister's moisture, in front of Zhang Wen's eyes, speaking seductively.

"Ah..." Looking at his sister's alluring and seductive appearance, Zhang Wen's mind went blank, almost unable to think straight.

Just then, Xiao Dan, who was being pinned down, heard their conversation. Her mind snapped back to reality, snapping her out of the shameful yet intoxicating reverie. Taking advantage of Zhang Wen's dazed state and weak body, she jumped up and fell to the side. While hurriedly pulling up her pants, she angrily said, "You're treating me like a toy! You're pinning me down and playing with me like this! You're in cahoots, adulterers!" "Hehe, I didn't mean anything by it. But your brother, well, it seems like a different story."

Zhang Shaolin covered her mouth and giggled, looking at Zhang Wen meaningfully.

"I'm not coming anymore, you're bullying me..." The little girl remembered lying on top of her brother, her sister wantonly playing with her most private parts, and the two of them acting as if nothing was wrong, even commenting on it. She even felt comfortable, while her brother watched with eyes wide open like a bull's. She felt a pang of grievance, her nose stung, and she burst into tears, running away.

"Xiao Dan, don't cry!" Zhang Wen called out anxiously from behind as his sister ran away crying. Only then did his mind clear. If his sister accidentally let something slip and their mother found out, she'd probably bury him alive! A wave of worry washed over him.

Zhang Shaolin seemed to sense her brother's anxiety and smiled gently, saying, "It's alright, Xiao Wen. Xiao Dan is just a child. A little crying will do. I doubt she'll tell Mom; after all, children are afraid of losing face."

"Weren't we a bit too harsh?"

Zhang Wen asked, feeling a pang of guilt as he recalled his sister's tearful, pitiful appearance.

"Too much? I saw you enjoying watching, and now you're pretending to be a good guy?" Zhang Shaolin glanced at him disdainfully, then slowly raised her right hand, extending her fingers still glistening with her sister's dew, and tempted him, "Xiaowen, my hands are all wet, can you help me clean them?" "Oh... okay!" Zhang Wen was stunned for a moment. Seeing his hands covered in dew, he couldn't help but think of his sister's tender little honeypot, and felt a slight itch in his heart, but he still quickly got up to get a tissue.

"No need for that, I want you to use your mouth."

Zhang Shaolin grabbed her brother's hand and said with a wicked smile.

"But..." Looking at the glistening dew, which seemed to exude the fresh fragrance of a little loli, Zhang Wen really wanted to taste his sister's flavor, but he was afraid that his sister was playing a trick on him, so he hesitated.

"No buts... come on..." Seeing her brother's lustful expression, Zhang Shaolin chuckled inwardly, then grabbed Zhang Wen's clothes and pleaded sweetly.

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Wen couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He grabbed his sister's fair, jade-like hand, glanced at her carefully to make sure she wasn't angry, then stuck out his tongue and gently licked her slender fingers. The taste of her lower body was a little salty, but it seemed to have a natural girlish fragrance, sweet, somewhat like milk. Zhang Wen couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated by the taste, opening his mouth wide and taking his sister's fingers into his mouth, licking and sucking them carefully.

"Xiao Wen... are you... uncomfortable?" Zhang Shaolin felt like her brother was cherishing some treasure, carefully and gently licking her fingers. Although she knew he was just indulging in her taste, a sweet feeling still welled up in her heart.低头一看，弟弟的裤裆中间顶起了高高的大帐篷，就知道他刚才肯定被自己逗得很难受了。

「姐，我憋得难受……」张文一边吸着姐姐纤细的手指，一边把自己的裤子脱了一些，让憋得都快发疯的命根子一下就弹了出来。

「小文，你裤子上怎么有血啊？哪受伤了？」张少琳眼里闪过情动的水雾，但猛地一看张文裤管上有一些血迹，顿时紧张起来，担心的问道。

「没事，都是狗子的血，我揍他的时候弄到身上的。」

张文摇了摇头后把姐姐的手指吐了出来，还有些不舍的将她的手拿到前面，轻轻的舔着她布满香汗的掌心。

「小文，别……痒……」掌心传来的麻痒让张少琳不禁咯咯的笑了起来，娇媚的身体也微微的颤抖着。 Seeing her brother's infatuated expression, she was secretly delighted and whispered, "Xiaowen, take your pants off first! It's not clean like this. I'll wash them for you later."

"I'll wash them myself later. Sister, you're still not feeling well, rest for a bit!" Zhang Wen reluctantly let go of his sister's hand, stood up, and took off his pants. Standing naked on the kang (heated brick bed), he looked at his hard penis and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Sister, you've really amused me. You're still injured down there, and we can't have sex. What am I supposed to do!" With her brother's erect penis so close to her eyes, Zhang Shaolin couldn't help but stare. After carefully examining the penis that had taken her virginity, her face flushed slightly, and she asked, "Then what do you suggest? I'm still in pain down there, I can't give it to you!" "What do you think..." Zhang Wen said mischievously, thrusting his hips forward, almost pressing his penis against his sister's face. Looking down at her, he could see the deep cleavage peeking out from his sister's neckline, and his manhood twitched involuntarily. He'd taken her virginity in the dark last night, but hadn't had a chance to properly admire her alluring body, and now he was starting to feel restless.

"Let me help you..." Zhang Shaolin felt a slight wetness just looking at her brother's manhood. Seeing Zhang Wen's discomfort, she could only slowly reach out and grasp his manhood, feeling its hardness and heat!

"Sis, move a little..." Zhang Wen stood straight, wanting to enjoy his sister's hand, but after a while, nothing happened. Looking down, he saw her holding his manhood, looking bewildered. He then remembered that although she liked to seduce or tease him, she was still a girl who had just lost her virginity; how could she know so much?

"Ah, how do I move?" Zhang Shaolin snapped out of her daze, looking at her brother's anxious face, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Her small hand gripped the man's penis, too afraid to make any movement.

"Just keep moving it up and down."

Zhang Wen was almost unable to hold back any longer, grabbing her small hand and stroking it himself. He enjoyed the pleasure brought by his sister's smooth little hand; although it was a bit dry and a little sore, it was negligible compared to the intense stimulation in his heart. Zhang Shaolin looked at her brother with curiosity but also shyness as he stroked his penis with her hand, looking very comfortable.

After stroking it for nearly twenty minutes, Zhang Shaolin felt her hand getting sore. But her brother still showed no signs of ejaculating, so she couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Wen, why aren't you coming yet...?" "I don't know..." Zhang Wen was also a little puzzled. Usually, when he masturbated, it would only take three to five minutes. He didn't know if it was because his sister was helping him, or because the medicinal wine was really effective, but he was still very hard and didn't feel like ejaculating at all.

"What should we do? Mom will be coming in soon after she finishes washing Xi'er. It won't be good if she sees us."

Zhang Shaolin asked anxiously, her little hands instinctively mimicking her brother's rhythm, stroking his penis.

Zhang Wen also became anxious upon hearing this. Suddenly, seeing his sister's slightly pouting lips, he had an idea and said, "Sis, why don't you lick it for me?" "

Pah, why would you make me lick that place? It's so dirty."

Upon hearing her brother's words, Zhang Shaolin blushed and scolded him, but she was also eager to try it out and see what the big thing in front of her tasted like.

"Sis, I beg you, just lick it for me!" Zhang Wen said, taking another step forward and pressing the round head of his penis against his sister's lips, pleading in a very uncomfortable tone.

"This! You're just being a shameless person."

Zhang Shaolin felt her lips being touched, and while she was shy, she also felt a little embarrassed. "I don't know anything about this!" "It's okay, just lick it like you're eating an ice pop."

Seeing that his sister's tone had softened, Zhang Wen immediately pressed his advantage.

"Then I'll try it, but you can't tell your little sister, okay?" After playing with the penis for a few more times, Zhang Shaolin finally couldn't resist Zhang Wen's request and agreed, but with one condition!

"I promise I absolutely won't tell, I'll swear whatever I want."

Zhang Wen immediately made a solemn promise, almost like he was swearing an oath.

"Hmm..." Zhang Shaolin looked at the big thing in front of her with somewhat dazed eyes. After a while, she finally made up her mind. Under her brother's expectant gaze, she slowly opened her small mouth, stuck out her soft, red tongue, and tentatively licked the slightly purple round head of the penis.

"It's so salty... the taste is awful."

Zhang Shaolin tentatively tasted the secretion on her tongue, then said playfully but without any apparent aversion.

"Sis, lick it for me..." Zhang Wen said like a child, thrusting his hips forward. Seeing his manhood placed against his sister's alluring lips, a surge of pleasure welled up inside him.

Chapter 5, October 22nd: Two.

"Really, why are you acting like a child?"

Zhang Shaolin scolded coquettishly, then smelled her brother's manhood again. She then squatted down slightly, grabbed the long shaft, and gently slid her small tongue along the most sensitive tip.

"Ah..." Zhang Wen couldn't stand his sister's clumsy yet nerve-wracking oral skills. Her soft, fragrant tongue grazed his genitals, the pleasure making his blood boil. The occasional scrape from her teeth was especially pleasurable, the pleasure filling his entire head. His legs began to tremble, and he didn't even have the strength to stand.

Zhang Shaolin seemed to sense her brother's pleasure, and after licking back and forth with even more effort, she used her small hands to stroke him. As if she had no teacher, her face flushed slightly, and she slightly opened her small mouth to take the head in, sucking it in like an ice pop, her movements gentle and careful, as if she were cherishing a treasure.

"Sister...it feels so good..." Seeing that she was confused after taking it in, Zhang Wen simply grabbed her head with both hands and began to slowly thrust in and out of her mouth.

"Ugh..." Her brother's somewhat rough movements made Zhang Shaolin feel a little uncomfortable, and her mouth felt a little sore. But when she looked up and saw Zhang Wen's face full of comfort and excitement, his mouth open in pure bliss, she couldn't bear to refuse. She could only endure it, letting her brother's penis thrust in and out of her mouth, her long, flowing hair swaying with the movement of her head.

Zhang Wen didn't know what his sister was thinking. After a while, he suddenly felt her tongue come alive, occasionally wrapping around his head and gently nodding. Looking down at his sister's alluring expression, her eyes seemingly pleading, he couldn't help but softly call out, "Sister..." Zhang Shaolin's mouth was filled with her brother's penis, making it impossible for her to speak. Clear saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, looking incredibly tempting.

The sister's seductive allure and the glistening saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth instantly extinguished any lingering tenderness Zhang Wen had felt. He thrust his hips, beginning to experience the maddening wetness and narrowness of her mouth. The scene was incredibly erotic for a moment. Zhang Wen continued thrusting into his sister's mouth, while her suppressed moans only fueled his madness.

Zhang Wen relentlessly ravaged her mouth for nearly ten minutes, and seeing the increasing discomfort on her face, he felt a pang of reluctance. Just then, Xi'er suddenly ran in, curiously watching their actions from the edge of the bed, and timidly called out, "Daddy... what is this?" Zhang Wen turned around and saw Xi'er squatting on the bed, her long, flowing hair still wet, her pretty face delicate and her large, bewildered eyes filled with curiosity. Even more alluring was that she was only wearing shorts, her upper body completely bare, her small, rounded breasts and two tiny nipples clearly visible, her beautiful skin glistening with dewdrops. Seeing her revealing attire, the girl's youthful curves were made even more seductive by her posture, and Zhang Wen became even more excited.

Zhang Shaolin felt the lust and desire in her younger brother's eyes as he looked at Xi'er. Her penis throbbed and then swelled, pressing uncomfortably against her throat. A sour feeling welled up inside her, and she felt a surge of displeasure. She pushed him away from her penis, spitting it out, and said in a sour voice, "Xiaowen, my mouth is killing me... I can't take it anymore."

"No way! What do we do now?!" Zhang Wen looked at his penis, still glistening with his sister's saliva, and said with a helpless, mournful face. But seeing the jealous look on his sister's face, he probably knew what was going on.

"Isn't Xi'er right here? Go ahead and shove it in her mouth, I want to see."

Zhang Shaolin's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at Xi'er with a wicked smile. Her beautiful eyes were full of mockery, seemingly provocative yet also a little excited.

"Okay..." Zhang Wen, at this point, couldn't bear it any longer and didn't care about her feelings anymore. Turning to Xi'er, who was still squatting, he said, "Xi'er, be good, open your mouth..." "Daddy..." Xi'er didn't know what he was going to do, thinking it was a game. She called out happily and obediently opened her small, rosy lips, looking at Zhang Wen expectantly.

Although looking at her small body and tender face, Zhang Wen felt somewhat guilty, he also felt an indescribable thrill. However, he still worriedly instructed, "Don't bite, okay? Lick it with your tongue."

Xi'er didn't say anything, just obediently nodded. Zhang Wen then felt relieved, walked up to her, held her little head with one hand, and slowly inserted his penis, which had just come out of his sister's mouth, into the little girl's mouth. Watching his penis slowly enter her mouth, he immediately felt a guilty pleasure. With a thrust of his hips, he began the primal piston-like motion again, but with a different object.

Zhang Shaolin rubbed her slightly sore cheeks and moved to the side, watching her younger brother excitedly thrusting his hips in and out of Xi'er's mouth. Although she was jealous, she didn't feel too angry after thinking about it. After all, as a woman, what could she think of if she couldn't satisfy her man? Under the influence of traditional thinking, she didn't care and instead watched the absurd and erotic scene with great interest.

After thrusting for a while, Zhang Wen couldn't maintain such a gentle rhythm anymore. Turning his head, he saw that his sister seemed to enjoy watching him penetrate Xi'er's mouth, her face full of seriousness. Unable to bear the stimulation any longer, he grabbed Xi'er's head with both hands and began to thrust somewhat roughly.

Xi'er felt particularly uncomfortable with her throat being pushed, and felt a little nauseous. She hurriedly tried to push Zhang Wen away, but the strength of a man in a fit of passion was beyond her ability to resist. She could only struggle helplessly, but to no avail. Seeing Xi'er's discomfort, Zhang Wen felt a strange pleasure, akin to raping a girl, and his movements became increasingly rough.

Zhang Shaolin, watching from the side, was dumbfounded. Just moments ago, her brother had been so gentle with her, but now he was acting like an animal. Xi'er's face was flushed red, and her mouth, being penetrated by the man, was drooling, some of it dripping onto the bed. She struggled desperately, but to no avail.

She felt immense sympathy for the pitiful Xi'er, but secretly rejoiced at her brother's pity, her eyes softening involuntarily. Watching the muscle lines appear on her brother's buttocks with each thrust, she felt a surge of desire, quietly moving behind him, her face slightly reddening, and began kissing Zhang Wen's thigh.

"Ah…" Zhang Wen hadn't expected his sister to kiss his leg at a time like this; his mind went blank. While his penis was inside Xi'er's mouth, he glanced back at his sister, who gave him a shy yet alluring look. Then, moved by passion, she began kissing his buttocks with her own lips. The soft sensation of her lips on his skin sent a surge of excitement through him.

With Xi'er's small, wet mouth enveloping his manhood in front, and his sister's passionate tongue licking his buttocks from behind, Zhang Wen could no longer resist the double pleasure. He felt a tingling sensation in his waist, his entire body tensing. He thrust wildly into Xi'er's mouth, even pushing his entire penis down her throat, completely engulfing her small mouth.

His mind went blank, his body convulsing uncontrollably for a few moments before he felt a surge of pleasure. Amidst Xi'er's tears and soft sobs, he poured his entire manhood into her mouth, trembling as he ejaculated. His legs gave way, and he collapsed onto the bed, gasping for breath.

Xi'er immediately collapsed to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her eyes bloodshot and tear-filled, clutching her neck and retching loudly. The thick, white semen from her mouth dripped onto the floor along with her saliva, her beautiful face etched with fear and unease. Zhang Wen couldn't bear to look; his body was covered in sticky sweat, and he slumped back, savoring the sensual, sinful pleasure.

Seeing Xi'er's suffering, Zhang Shaolin felt a pang of pain in her heart. Her small hand slowly touched her brother's heaving chest, and she said reproachfully, "Xiao Wen, what were you doing just now? You almost killed Xi'er!"

"If I didn't do this to her, would I do it to you?" Zhang Wen said weakly, then pointed to a tissue and said, "Sister, wipe me down."

"You really know how to enjoy yourself."

Zhang Shaolin gave a reproachful look, but still grabbed some tissues and wiped her brother's thighs, which were covered in Xi'er's saliva. Staring at his genitals, which were covered in a milky-white, sticky substance, she felt a strange urge to taste them.

Zhang Wen noticed his sister stop, looked up, and saw her staring blankly at his genitals. A thought struck him, and he tempted her, saying, "Sister, do you know? Men's semen is highly nutritious. Eating it can beautify your skin and make it more beautiful."

"Really? Your sister will feed you, to make you more handsome."

Hearing this, Zhang Shaolin knew exactly what her brother was up to. After a quick glance, she scraped a little from his genitals with her small hand and held it in front of Zhang Wen, grinning.

"Hehe, sis..." Zhang Wen chuckled awkwardly, "Although it works, it's still my own semen, and it makes me feel a little disgusted. Besides, I'm not exactly good-looking, so I don't want to waste this good stuff."

"If you dare lie to me, I'll cut you off."

Zhang Shaolin had anticipated this reaction from her brother. She gave him a charmingly disdainful look and then put her finger in her mouth to taste it. While tasting it, she muttered, "Not very good, tasteless."

Watching his sister swallow his secretions with such a serious expression, her rosy lips moving slightly, Zhang Wen really wanted to shout, "Sis, you're a bewitching vixen!" But though she thought about it, she didn't dare say it out loud. After a quick thought, she said excitedly, "Sis, there's some more. Keep trying, don't be shy."

"Hmph, you're such a pervert!" Zhang Shaolin scolded sweetly, but she still slowly bent down and knelt between her brother's legs. After looking at him with interest, she teased Zhang Wen while sticking out her little tongue to gently lick the most valuable part of her brother's manhood.

Although Zhang Shaolin's oral skills weren't great, she still carefully licked his manhood clean. Finally, she straightened up, smacked her lips, and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't taste like anything. I thought it looked like milk because of the color."

"Daddy..." Xi'er had finished gagging by this time. Her little face was full of grievance and discomfort as she sat up, sniffling and crying out that she felt uncomfortable... "Xi'er, don't cry. Sister will dress you."

Zhang Shaolin tossed a roll of toilet paper to her younger brother and comforted Xi'er while getting her clothes to put on. Xi'er continued to cry.

Zhang Wen calmed down at this moment and felt that something was wrong. Looking at Xi'er sniffling and crying in discomfort, he seemed to think of something, but he couldn't quite grasp it. After draping clothes over her delicate body and wrapping her up, he lazily got up, put on his freshly washed underwear, and went to get some candy to comfort her.

"Daddy...it hurts..." Xi'er's emotions were like a child's; she had forgotten her discomfort in front of the sweet candy. However, after chewing a few bites, she found her mouth starting to ache and hurt. She buried her head in Zhang Wen's arms, looking pitiful. Her adorable eyes were full of grievance, and her slightly pouting lips were incredibly endearing.

"Xi'er, be good, it won't hurt in a bit,"

Zhang Wen said, gently rocking her like a child. But his mind immediately realized what had gone wrong. His mother had gone to give Xi'er a bath; she shouldn't have been allowed to come back alone. But when he had used his sister's mouth to relieve himself, Xi'er had run in. This could only mean that his mother had been there too, but had pretended not to see him.

Just as Zhang Wen's thoughts were in turmoil, Chen Guixiang strolled in, her expression so calm it was impossible to discern any emotion. Her bright eyes swept over her daughter and son before she concealed the slight stirring within her heart, asking with concern, "Xiao Wen, what would you like to eat tonight?" "Anything!" Zhang Wen replied casually, but from his mother's seemingly ordinary yet slightly unnatural tone, he knew she had clearly seen everything he and his sister had done. The thought of himself kissing his sister under his mother's gaze was a thrill most people couldn't bear, and a suppressed yet exhilarating pleasure surged within Zhang Wen.

"Sister, how are you feeling?" Chen Guixiang wasn't the kind of woman to be easily fooled. She glanced at her son, who initially seemed confused but then suddenly appeared to understand, and a bad feeling crept into her heart. She knew she had been caught watching her son and daughter's indecent act at the door. After a moment of panic, she immediately turned to her daughter, who sat somewhat uncomfortably on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), and asked.

"Mom, I feel much better."

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Zhang Shaolin's eyes; the air still seemed to carry the scent of her brother's secretions. Thinking back to how she'd been so bold as to leave the door open, she felt a slight relief that her mother hadn't seen, but also a mix of shyness and fear.

"Oh, you should lie down first, don't get off the bed. I'll boil some water for you to wipe yourself down in a bit. I'll go buy you some nourishing food tonight!" Chen Guixiang said, then ran off as if fleeing, her mind filled with the scene of her son's penis going in and out of her daughter's mouth. The satisfaction and pleasure on her son's face, the string of saliva hanging from her daughter's lips—she hadn't expected such pleasure between men and women to have such a shameful way of being. This was something her traditional and conservative mind couldn't quite accept for a moment, but also a little curious and excited!

"That was close..." Zhang Shaolin breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she saw her sister leave, as if all her bones had been removed. She patted her anxious chest and glared at her younger brother, who was still holding Xi'er, saying, "It's all your fault! You had to do something reckless in broad daylight! Luckily, Mom only came in now. If she had come in earlier, she would have seen everything! We would have been in big trouble!" Seeing his sister's reproachful yet relieved expression, Zhang Wen secretly chuckled to himself. He thought to himself, "She saw everything. What's the use of being anxious now?" However, she still comforted her, saying, "It's okay, Mom didn't see anything, did she?" She paused halfway through her sentence, her expression slightly lewd, and said, "Sis, didn't you think that was exciting? How about we do it more often?" "You're kidding me..." Zhang Shaolin rolled her eyes at him playfully, then lay down, turning her back as if to sleep. She didn't forget to tell Zhang Wen, "Go check where Little Sister is later. I'm still a little worried about her running out crying. Bring her back quickly, and whatever you do, don't let Mom know."

"Okay."

Zhang Wen nodded gently, seeing his sister curled up in the blanket, intending to rest. He then gently patted Xi'er's head and instructed, "Xi'er, Daddy has to go out for a bit. Stay here and be a good girl, okay?" "Daddy..." Xi'er reluctantly held Zhang Wen's hand, her pitiful expression as if she were about to be abandoned, which was heartbreaking.

"Sweetie, you're not allowed to make a mess here. Your sister needs to sleep, okay?" Zhang Wen, though feeling a little soft-hearted, still patted her little face and walked outside. Xi'er was quite well-behaved, sitting there with a reluctant expression, but she didn't say much, looking very obedient.

Once outside the courtyard, Zhang Wen didn't go looking for his mother. After all, it was difficult to put his fantasies into practice. If he overthought things and actually acted on them, Zhang Wen was absolutely certain his mother would beat him to death.

Outside the courtyard, looking at the unfamiliar village road and the overgrown weeds, he really didn't know where to find his little sister. His older sister was carefree and didn't seem to care, but the way she had bullied her sister earlier had inevitably left some shadow in her heart. This was Zhang Wen's biggest worry. Although he didn't know the way, Zhang Wen still walked along the village road, calling his sister's name.

After walking for a while, he seemed to hear faint sobbing on the muddy, overgrown path. Zhang Wen listened intently and heard a voice that sounded somewhat like Xiao Dan's, but there seemed to be other sounds mixed in. He followed the sound and walked over, and his mind nearly exploded. He saw his younger sister, tears streaming down her face, sobbing against a man. Her beautiful eyes were filled with pitiful tears, and her pitiful appearance and tearful grievances were heartbreaking.

After a brief observation, Zhang Wen noticed the man was incredibly muscular, with broad shoulders and a thick back. His arms, bulging with muscles, were as thick as his thighs. His face and body were covered in scars of varying sizes. He was tall, with piercing eyes and sharp eyebrows, giving him a particularly fierce appearance. Despite feeling uncertain, Zhang Wen was so angry he was practically rolling his

head. He mustered his courage and charged forward. Before the man could react, Zhang Wen punched him in the back of the head: "Who the hell are you! Let go of my sister!" Surprisingly, the middle-aged man only shook his head slightly before turning around, seemingly unaffected by Zhang Wen's powerful punch. He rubbed his head, his beast-like gaze sweeping over Zhang Wen before he asked in a cold tone, "You're Xiao Wen?" Zhang Wen felt a chill run down his spine, but he immediately pulled his bewildered sister into his arms. While patting her back reassuringly, he said fiercely, "I am who you are! Who the hell are you? How dare you hug my sister here!" "Brother..." Xiao Dan suddenly came to her senses and was about to say something when Zhang Wen waved his hand, interrupting her. Although somewhat afraid of such a strong man, he maintained a resolute expression and said, "Xiao Dan, don't be afraid. I'm here. Nobody can bully you."

Despite Zhang Wen's firm tone, the moment the middle-aged man, who had been half-squatting, stood up, Zhang Wen broke out in a cold sweat. This guy wasn't one of those skinny fishermen; he was a full 190 centimeters tall, his body as black as iron, muscular and shiny, every bulge seemingly containing the power to kill a wild beast. The middle-aged man glanced coldly at Zhang Wen. Seeing that although Zhang Wen showed some fear, he didn't back down at all; instead, he hugged Xiao Dan even tighter. A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes before he burst into laughter: "Haha, worthy of the Chen family bloodline! Small in stature, but a man nonetheless!"

His laughter was incredibly loud, like a typhoon. Zhang Wen felt a slight headache, but still looked at him with suspicion. At this moment, Xiao Dan, whose expression had calmed somewhat in her brother's arms, suddenly jumped away, ran to the middle-aged man, grabbed his arm, and said to Zhang Wen in a tone that was both coquettish and reproachful, "Brother, what are you thinking? This is our uncle."

"Uncle?" Zhang Wen said doubtfully, still looking at the incredibly strong man before him, who was practically a miniature version of King Kong, with disbelief. He couldn't fathom how such a powerful, inhuman physique could be related to his mother's petite frame.

"You little brat, you have no strength at all, you're not like a man at all."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly a few times, then suddenly strode up to Zhang Wen and grabbed his arm.

His hand was more lethal than any kind of strong clamp; Zhang Wen felt as if his hand was being clamped by a machine-controlled iron clamp, as if the protection of muscles had been completely ignored and the bone had been squeezed, causing him great discomfort. Zhang Wen couldn't help but grimace in distress, shouting and cursing, "Damn it, you dead gorilla, let me go right now! Are you trying to kill me?!" "Such a small body,"

the burly man chuckled softly before releasing Zhang Wen, saying with a smile, "Little Wen, your father took you out for so many years, how come you're so thin? Is life outside tough? Look at your little arms and legs, they're like tree branches, breaking them would be too easy."

"Uncle, who's like you, a cow? Look at my brother, he's a high school student now, all studying. Who's like you, spending all day with a bunch of beasts?"

At this moment, Xiao Dan's little nose was red from crying. Turning her head, she saw the bright red handprint on Zhang Wen's hand and felt a pang of heartache. Grabbing her brother's hand, she shouted at him indignantly.

"Damn, that really hurts!"

Zhang Wen swung his right hand, which felt like its bones were about to break, while sizing up the gorilla in front of him. It was incredibly tall and strong, dressed simply in a vest and shorts, with muscles bulging on its calves. Could a poor family really raise someone like that? How much nutrition must it have taken to build that up?

"Brother, don't be angry. Uncle didn't mean it,"

Xiao Dan said hastily, ignoring her own tears as she looked at her brother's contorted face.

"I know!" Zhang Wen continued shaking his hand, his face contorted in pain. "I just didn't expect to run into someone like this here. Damn, it really hurts!" "Nonsense!" The middle-aged man chuckled a few times, then his face suddenly darkened. He turned to Xiao Dan and asked, "Kid, you still haven't told me who bullied you. Damn it, hurry up and tell me. Your uncle will find a bad place to bury that guy. Damn it, he dared to make my kid cry. He's asking for death! I'll grant him his wish; it'll be a good deed."

Looking at the fierce glint in his eyes and the ruthless look on his face, Zhang Wen felt from the bottom of his heart that this was definitely not just empty talk. This monster, whom he had to call uncle, was absolutely capable of doing such a thing. He immediately felt scared, but after thinking it over carefully, he realized that his younger sister definitely hadn't told him about him and his older sister playing with her bottom. He relaxed and asked reproachfully, "What are you doing? You've made my hand hurt so much! I'm just a writer, not a fighter. What's the point of writing if I hurt my hand?"

Xiao Dan was still rubbing the bruises on her brother's hand with a pained expression, glaring at the middle-aged man with her slightly swollen eyes, and threateningly saying in her clear childish voice, "Uncle, you really don't know how to hold back! It's all bruised like this. If Mom sees this, she'll beat you to death!"

"Unintentional, unintentional,"

the middle-aged man laughed awkwardly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. He immediately stepped forward and patted Zhang Wen on the shoulder, saying in a consultative tone, "Xiao Wen, Uncle didn't mean it just now. We're all men, we can't be so delicate, right? But you're too weak! I didn't even exert much effort, and you couldn't handle it!" "My brother is a scholar, do you think he's a laborer?" Xiao Dan had completely forgotten her dissatisfaction at being teased by the siblings earlier and sided with Zhang Wen, glaring at her uncle.

"Never mind."

Zhang Wen smiled and patted the still-sulking Xiao Dan on the back. He naturally took her hand and asked his uncle, whom he didn't quite recognize, with some confusion, "Uncle, where are you going?" The way he addressed him as "Uncle" felt a little awkward to him. Seeing his nephew, whom he hadn't seen in so many years, was indeed a bit unusual. However, he still answered, "I'm going to the market to sell some things. I ran into Xiaodan crying here when I was catching the boat. Is there anything you want to bring back? Can I take it with me?" "Market?" Zhang Wen had never heard of such a thing in this godforsaken place before, and he looked at his sister with suspicion.

Xiaodan immediately explained, "Brother, the market isn't here. We have to go out on Grandpa Bao's boat. Sometimes it only goes once or twice a month. Except for seafood, everyone in the village has to go there to sell their goods. Uncle catches snakes, so he has to go there to sell his too. Today, Grandpa Bao's boat is going out, so many people in the village are packing up to go and exchange for something else."

"Yes, hehe! Isn't it over there?" The middle-aged man laughed proudly when he mentioned catching snakes. With this skill, he lived a comfortable life in this area. He could occasionally buy a few pounds of liquor to drink back home and had some money to help his two older sisters who weren't well-off.

Following his finger, Zhang Wen saw several burlap sacks piled together on the road ahead. Upon closer inspection, he saw that they were filled with snakes, their long bodies writhing and coiling irregularly. Some were flicking their tongues, others had cold, unsettling eyes. Just looking at them sent chills down his spine, and goosebumps rose all over his body as if they were free. The more he looked, the more uneasy he felt.

"Alright, Uncle has to hurry to get to the boat! Xiao Wen, you guys go back first. It's hot and humid now, there are a lot of snakes. Don't go into the bushes unless you have to, understand?" The middle-aged man laughed, withdrew his hand covered in bite marks, turned around, picked up the burlap sacks, and walked towards the sea, humming a little tune as he went.

Looking at his towering figure and the bags of writhing snakes in his hands, Zhang Wen felt a chill run down his spine. Goosebumps throbbed all over his body as if they were alive. He quickly grabbed his sister's hand and, as they walked home, asked, "Xiao Dan, what's this uncle's background? He looks like a gorilla, and you've never told me about him."

"I forgot!" Xiao Dan held her brother's hand tightly, explaining as they walked. It turned out that this uncle was the youngest child in the family, named Chen Qiang. When he was little, he learned snake catching from a craftsman in their village, and the family's financial situation had always been relatively good thanks to his skill. Later, before his grandfather died, he also helped him find a wife, and they had a daughter. As he said this, Zhang Wen noticed his sister's hesitant expression, as if she was embarrassed to continue, as if she had some unspeakable secret.

Zhang Wen immediately pressed anxiously, "Xiao Dan, just tell me already! Why are you keeping me in suspense like this?"

Xiao Dan's face flushed with embarrassment as she said, "Later, everyone said Uncle was a man who wasn't a real man."

"What... a man who wasn't a real man? What are you talking about?!" Zhang Wen asked, puzzled.

Xiao Dan's eyes swept over her brother's lower body, and after checking that no one was around, she leaned close to Zhang Wen's ear and said mysteriously, "Later, I heard from my aunt's side that one night, Uncle got drunk and caught a giant snake. He was bitten by it. But the herbal medicine that specifically treats this kind of venom was unavailable. Guess what he did?"

A giant snake? Zhang Wen only knew from watching TV that it was a particularly venomous snake. Without antivenom, it would almost certainly be death. However, it wasn't surprising that there were folk remedies for snake venom. But if he was bitten and there was no medicine available, how could he still be alive? Zhang Wen's mind flashed back to the snake's gaping maw and its blood-red forked tongue, sending chills down his spine. Still, he curiously continued, "What happened after that because there was no medicine?" "Do you know where it bit you?" Xiao Dan smiled mysteriously, her eyes flashing with a suggestive glint over her brother's genitals.

"It couldn't be here, could it?" Following his sister's gaze, Zhang Wen immediately guessed that the attack had targeted his vital area. He was instantly terrified, the image of a venomous snake biting his penis flashing through his mind. This…this was too damn gruesome and painful! It would have been better to just get shot.

"That's where he got bitten. My uncle was rolling on the ground in pain."

A look of fear suddenly appeared in Xiao Dan's eyes as she spoke. She gestured with her hand as if she were chopping something down. "Later, my uncle went even further. Knowing that once the snake venom passed through his bloodstream, he would surely die, he cut himself off. He fainted from the pain and had a fever for half a month before he survived. Everyone said he was a real man for being so ruthless, but without that thing, he wasn't a man."

Xiao Dan finished speaking, her face flushed, and she unconsciously stared at her brother's genitals.

Cut it off? Following his sister's gesture, Zhang Wen thought about the phrase "castration" and a bloody, severed penis, and felt a throbbing pain in his own temples. Damn, how much courage does that take? He's still so manly after cutting it off! What a character! Zhang Wen instantly elevated this fake uncle to a godlike level in his mind, but he was also curious about how his uncle would pee afterward.

"Brother, you can't tell anyone I told you."

Seeing her brother's dazed expression, as if in pain, Xiao Dan secretly smiled and then grabbed Zhang Wen's hand, pleading cutely.

"No, no!" They had arrived at their doorstep. Zhang Wen let go of his sister's hand and walked aimlessly. His mind was filled with the scene of self-mutilation. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fathom the kind of resolve it would take to cut off that thing, adding a retro-style eunuch to this peaceful era—it was terrifying. He figured if he brought it up in bed, he'd immediately become impotent.

"Xiaowen, you're back. It's almost dark, don't keep running around outside, there are lots of mosquitoes, you know?" In the yard, Chen Guixiang was squatting by the well scooping rice. Seeing her son come in looking lost, she immediately asked with concern, "Xiaowen, what's wrong?" "Um, ah. Mom, what's wrong?" Zhang Wen slowly came back to his senses, trying his best not to think about that horrible scene. It was just too terrifying!

"Where have you been? Mom was just saying there are lots of bugs when it gets dark, so you shouldn't walk around outside."

Xiao Dan chuckled and rolled her eyes at her before rolling up her sleeves to help her mother clean the dust off the dried squid.

"Okay, I know,"

Zhang Wen replied, and was about to go inside when Chen Guixiang called out from behind, "Xiao Wen, go wash up before it gets cold!" "Okay..." Zhang Wen mumbled a sleepy reply and went inside. He saw that his older sister and Xi'er were both sleeping soundly on the kang (heated brick bed). His older sister had kicked the blankets around like a child, and her clothes were wrinkled from her sweet dreams. A corner of her breast was visible at the neckline, her white breasts half-exposed, particularly alluring. Xi'er was lying in a starfish position, and it seemed that her tender little slit could be seen through the wide opening of her shorts, half-hidden and half-revealed, very charming.

Chapter Six: The Sister's Request

Although the erotic scene and the two sleeping beauties in front of him could definitely arouse a man immediately, Zhang Wen's mind was filled with the memory of his uncle's self-castration, so he couldn't get aroused. He grabbed a change of shorts, underwear, and shampoo and headed towards the thatched hut. He poured cold well water over himself, forcing himself to stop thinking about it, while washing his slightly salty hair with shampoo. Zhang Wen couldn't help but think that while he could wash like this in the summer, what would he do in the winter? There was no water heater; would he just stop washing after winter?

While Zhang Wen was washing in a daze, Xiao Dan suddenly appeared out of nowhere and quietly crouched on the wooden door. Staring at her brother's fair yet masculine physique with interest, she chuckled and said, "Brother, you're not done washing yet. I need to wash too, I'm so uncomfortable all dirty."

"Go away, what's the rush! Can't you wash later?"

Zhang Wen hurriedly grabbed a ladle to cover his manhood, then, seeing his sister giving him a knowing look and a teasing smile, he immediately waved her hand and said, "What are you doing here? Go help Mom make dinner."

"Hehe, no need! We're having stew tonight, everything's already in the pot, there's nothing I need to help with."

Xiao Dan said, then suddenly smiled mischievously, waving her underwear around innocently, "Can I wash with you? I'm covered in stench from handling all that dried squid!"

"No way, if Mom sees us, we're both doomed."

Zhang Wen immediately shook the girl. Just kidding! Having just deflowered his older sister, if he were to play in the water with his younger sister now, what chance would he have of survival if his mother found out? However, looking at his sister's underwear, he felt a pang of sadness. It wasn't even ordinary children's underwear; it was just old adult clothes cut up. His sister was at the age when girls love to look pretty, and even her underwear was like that. It was easy to imagine the grievances she must have felt and the longing for beautiful clothes.

"Tch..." Xiao Dan rolled her eyes disdainfully and said contemptuously, "So you rely on your wife? When my sister was around, you were so bold, daring to touch other people's butts. Now that I'm here alone, you don't even dare to take a bath with me. I look down on you." "

Whatever, I'm not falling for that."

Zhang Wen smiled smugly and said, "Just wait and see. Trying to provoke me won't work."

"Well, this trick will work now!" Xiao Dan smiled slyly and suddenly snatched the clothes Zhang Wen was wearing on the awning. As he ran into the house, he turned back and made a face, saying smugly, "You can stay inside, or you'll come out naked."

He then let out a giggle.

Zhang Wen was completely dumbfounded, not expecting her to pull this stunt! He had no clothes to wear; how was he supposed to go out? Was he supposed to use a ladle to block his way into the house? This awful weather got especially cold at night; catching a cold was the least of his worries—what if his manhood got frozen?! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall his uncle's self-castration, and another wave of groaning washed over him.

He watched his petite sister's back as she ran and laughed, turning the corner, holding his pants in her hand like a prize. Zhang Wen stood frozen in the thatched hut, stunned. What was he going to do with absolutely no clothes? After thinking for a moment, it seemed there was no solution. Reluctantly, he could only make do, continuing to squat down and wash the slightly salty smell of the well water. If his mother didn't see him and came looking for him, everything would be exposed.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but recall the stimulating feeling of his mother gently holding his manhood in the dark, stroking it up and down. The intense, almost heavenly pleasure of that ejaculation was so intense that Zhang Wen felt it was even more pleasurable and intoxicating than the writhing and contracting sensations in his sister's vagina. His first experience with lovemaking was far more pleasurable and ecstatic. Thinking of this, Zhang Wen stopped what he was doing, looked down, and realized that just imagining Chen Guixiang's beautiful and alluring body and stunningly charming face had already made him incredibly hard.

As Zhang Wen was lost in his sinful fantasies, Chen Guixiang suddenly approached, standing outside the thatched hut with some impatience. "Xiao Wen, why aren't you finished washing yet? What time is it? How can a boy wash as slowly as a woman?"

"Almost, almost done,"

Zhang Wen replied hastily, not expecting his mother to come at this moment. Finding nothing to cover himself with, he could only use the ladle to cover his private parts, just like before.

Looking up again, he noticed his mother's face was clearly tired, with a layer of glistening sweat on her forehead; she looked extremely exhausted. His clothes were covered in fish scales and filth, and he stood impatiently outside the wooden door, holding a change of clothes. Zhang Wen quickly realized he'd been washing for almost an hour, but what could he do when his sister had taken his clothes? He could only helplessly call out, "Mom, I forgot to bring a change of clothes, and now I can't get out."

Chen Guixiang then noticed the empty clothes on the thatched shed. Glancing at her son's embarrassed and awkward expression, half-squatting like a young wife being spied on, she couldn't help but chuckle and teased Zhang Wen, "What are you afraid of? Just grab something to cover your private parts, there's no one else in the house, you can run back in a few steps. Hurry up and come out! Mom's covered in filth and feeling uncomfortable." "

This…" The image of him using a ladle to cover his private parts and running out made Zhang Wen think he looked like a lover caught in the act. He hesitated.

"What are you being so coy about..." Chen Guixiang chuckled, seeing her son's audacity—having even slept with their daughter—yet now acting like a shy virgin in front of her. "It's alright, I've seen every inch of you, what's there to be ashamed of? Come on out, you'll catch a cold if you stand here naked."

"Okay!" Helpless, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, roughly dried himself, grabbed a ladle, and pushed open the wooden door. He didn't even dare look at his mother's smirking and mocking gaze, and ran naked into the house.

Damn it, you weren't the one you saw before.

"Hey, Xiao Wen, be careful, don't hurt your bottom."

Chen Guixiang, watching her son's swaying white buttocks as he walked, laughed a few times, continuing her teasing.

Zhang Wen had never felt he could run so fast; it was probably because he was carrying so little. He rushed into the house like a whirlwind. Seeing Xi'er still asleep, and the older and younger sisters sitting together, chatting and laughing, he quickly threw down the gourd, jumped onto the kang (heated brick bed), and pinned Xiao Dan's laughing body down on top of him, saying fiercely, "You little brat, you dared to steal my clothes! Now your brother's running around naked!"

"Really? What happened?" Zhang Shaolin, standing nearby, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. They had been talking about seeing Zhang Wen run out naked. But now, seeing her brother's erect penis, she couldn't help but wonder. She reached out and grabbed it, asking sarcastically,

"Who knows!" Zhang Wen didn't explain. He couldn't very well say that he'd gotten hard because he remembered his mother masturbating him!

"Hurry up and put your pants on, it looks awful."

Xiao Dan wasn't afraid of Zhang Wen at all. She smiled and reached for the pants beside her, handing them to him, her eyes fixed curiously on her brother's penis. This was the first time the little girl had truly seen different parts of a man's body. Looking at the long little stick and the big, round head at the tip, she couldn't help but think: How does something so long get into my sister's pee-pee place? It must hurt!

Zhang Wen, while putting on his underwear, turned back and said fiercely to her, "You brat, you made me come out naked! See how I deal with you later!"

"Oh, you're going to deal with me? Is it my butt again this time?" Xiao Dan said with a mischievous grin, then suddenly darted into her sister's bed, looking pitiful, and said, "Sis, brother-in-law is going to take advantage of me again, aren't you going to do anything about it?" "You brat, I think you really won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin."

Zhang Shaolin blushed, feeling a little sweet inside at her sister's call. But she quickly regained her composure and playfully pinched her sister's mischievous little mouth.

Zhang Wen found wearing shorts inconvenient, and since he had just washed and was a little sweaty, he simply sat down at the kang table wearing only his underwear. He lit a cigarette and said, still somewhat annoyed, "You brat, I just finished washing and don't want to mess with you now. I'll deal with you tonight."

"Afraid of you? I'm sleeping with Mom tonight. Come on then!" Xiao Dan stuck out her tongue cutely, then sighed with relief and crawled out of her sister's bed. Looking at Xi'er, who was sleeping sprawled out beside her, a brilliant idea struck her. She leaned over, grabbed Xi'er's shorts, and grinned mischievously at Zhang Wen, saying, "Brother, if you don't hit me, how about I take her pants off for you to see?" "Tch, I've seen that before,"

Zhang Wen said dismissively. However, watching his sister's little hand slowly slip inside Xi'er's pants, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust, staring at that alluring little place. A tempting thought popped into his mind: two little lolis playing yuri?

"Oh, never mind then."

Xiao Dan smiled secretly to herself, noticing the expectant and lustful look in her brother's eyes. Suddenly, her expression turned serious, and she pulled her hand out of Xi'er's pants, looking at Zhang Wen with a smug expression.

"Alright, Xiao Wen, don't be angry. We're family, what's the big deal? I was just teasing you."

Zhang Shaolin, seeing her brother's eyes widen, playfully patted Zhang Wen's head and said, "Your mind is full of bad things!" "No, no."

Zhang Wen laughed awkwardly twice, feeling a little sleepy. Seeing his sister's pretty face full of tenderness and coquettishness as she looked at him, her large, bright eyes filled with sweetness, he couldn't resist quickly slipping into her bed, wrapping one arm around her waist, pressing himself against her, feeling her body temperature and smooth skin up close.

"Xiao Wen, you're going to die..." Zhang Shaolin couldn't help but scold him sweetly, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Zhang Wen.

"Yes, but the best way to die is to be in ecstasy."

Zhang Wen smiled lewdly and straightened his back, pressing his manhood between his sister's warm and fragrant buttocks. She was only wearing a small pair of panties, and the hot and slippery feeling on her beautiful legs made Zhang Wen feel so good that he almost wanted to take off her pants and do it again.

"Ah..." Zhang Shaolin couldn't help but let out a soft moan after being nudged. Seeing her sister's teasing look, she said in a coquettish tone, "Xiaowen, you should go out now. My bed is too small, it'll be cold for the two of us."

"I'm not going out, I'm staying here. Hehe! It's no use what you say."

After saying that, Zhang Wen, like a spoiled child, slowly and gently lifted his sister's already wrinkled clothes with his hands, touching her firm but elastic and warm, fragrant belly, gently stroking it, and pressing his lower body closer, feeling his sister's alluring body temperature.

"Brother, take off all of my clothes. Hehe, I'll just watch the show from here."

Xiao Dan lay beside them, watching her brother and sister both looking lustful, as if she wanted to see a good show.

"Get lost, what are you kids looking at?"

Zhang Shaolin glared at Zhang Wen and then scolded her sister.

Now that Zhang Wen was holding his sister's delicate and fragrant body, his lust immediately grew. Ignoring his sister's intrigued expression, he slowly slipped his hand inside his sister's clothes, grasping and gently kneading her full, plump breasts, teasingly saying, "You want to see? No way! Hehe, from now on, these are all mine. I can play with them myself, look at them myself, and you won't get a share."

"Xiao Wen, what's wrong with you? What do you take me for?"

Zhang Shaolin felt a tingling, comfortable sensation in her chest. When she realized what was happening, her brother's hand was already playfully pressing her nipples, causing her whole body to tremble involuntarily.

"I'm not crazy, hehe! This proves I'm perfectly normal."

Zhang Wen said, while fondling the softness of her breasts. The soft yet elastic feel was irresistible.

Although the clothes were covering them, Xiao Dan could clearly see her brother's hand playing with her sister's full breasts. A thought popped into her head, and she wanted to pull back the covers and tease them.

Before she could even move, Zhang Shaolin abruptly snapped out of her reverie. Her small hand instantly pinched her brother's groin, and she said fiercely, "You little brat, Wen, I'll teach you to tease me like this!" "

It...it doesn't hurt, sister, let go!"

Zhang Wen's tender thighs ached from his sister's pinch, and he winced in pain. His sister wasn't joking this time; she was using force as if she were avenging her husband's death.

"Hmph, serves you right for messing around like this."

Seeing her brother's exaggerated pain, Zhang Shaolin's heart softened, and she released him, pushing him out of the covers. She scolded, "If you have time to mess around like this, you should go check if Mom's cooking is done. All you do is play all day."

Zhang Wen looked down and realized his sister's grip was no joke. A bruise covered her leg, and she rubbed it painfully, saying pitifully, "Sister, it's just a piece of pork, you didn't have to be so rough! My delicate skin is so pitiful."

Zhang Shaolin felt a pang of sympathy and was about to speak when she shifted her position, waking the still-sleeping Xi'er. The little girl reluctantly turned around, rubbed her swollen eyes, looked at Zhang Wen, and called out in a wronged tone, "Daddy... hungry..." Her adorable eyes hadn't even opened yet, and she was already thinking about food.

"What a pig, thinking about food as soon as she wakes up,"

Xiao Dan said irritably from the side. She didn't know why, but sometimes she found Xi'er pleasing to the eye, and other times she found her annoying, silly and dazed, yet sharing the love that she should have received.

Zhang Wen chuckled, ignoring his sister's almost jealous tone. After gently patting Xi'er's still slightly drowsy head a few times, seeing that she seemed to be getting sleepy again, he immediately said gently, "Xi'er, be good, lie down for a while longer. Daddy will get you something yummy later."

"I feel uncomfortable..." Xi'er sat up a little dazed, touched her neck, and found that her body was covered in sticky beads of sweat, feeling particularly uncomfortable.

"You'll feel better after a bath."

Zhang Wen chuckled and pinched her cute, cat-like face, saying to his sister, "Xiao Dan, don't be jealous. How about I tell you a story later?" "Tch, do you think I'm as stupid as her? Don't come to me if you're trying to fool a child!" Xiao Dan's eyes lit up, but she still looked unwilling and turned her head away.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, alright? Hehe!" Zhang Wen didn't mind, smiled slightly, and started rummaging through his bag, finding a magazine he had bought on the train when he arrived, and tossed it on the table. Zhang Wen grew up in the city. His father was a migrant worker, seemingly born into a lower social class. Although he had good grades, he spent his days alone, unable to integrate into the bustling metropolis, and had almost no friends to play with. He'd lived like this for over ten years, and now Zhang Wen felt a real sense of joy at having people to play with. What's more, he had a doting and alluring older sister, and two adorable little girls—who wouldn't enjoy being surrounded by such beauty?

"What is this?" Xiao Dan, still a child, was immediately drawn to the beautiful pictures on the cover. Although she pretended to be dismissive, her eyes couldn't help but dart curiously over, gently moving towards her sister's side.

"Sis, you look at it first. Ask me if you don't understand anything later,"

Zhang Wen said with a smile, handing the magazine to his eager sister.

Zhang Shaolin took the magazine as if it were a precious treasure, flipping through several pages with great interest. She could understand a little, but this book was far more precious than the old and scarce textbooks here. A hint of joy flashed in her eyes as she looked at Zhang Wen and said, "Xiao Wen, I don't know many words. Will you teach me tonight?" She looked at Zhang Wen with expectant eyes.

"Okay!" Zhang Wen smiled and replied, his hand unconsciously resting on Xi'er's shoulder. Xi'er immediately snuggled into Zhang Wen's arms, curling up like a little kitten.

Meanwhile, Xiao Dan, unable to contain her curiosity, forgot her jealousy of Xi'er and her anger towards Zhang Wen, and climbed next to her sister. The two sisters were engrossed in reading together. However, Xiao Dan didn't recognize a single word. Although she was reading attentively, Zhang Wen found it quite amusing to think that her younger sister, who couldn't read at all, was pretending to understand. The room fell silent. The two sisters leaned against each other, reading. Zhang Wen held the still drowsy Xi'er in his arms, gently stroking her slightly sticky hair and the faintly fragrant sweat on her body.

Just then, Chen Guixiang walked in. She had noticed the strange quiet in the room as soon as she reached the door. Her son and younger daughter were usually bickering or playing together, but now there was no sound at all. She was puzzled by the scene, but seeing her son and Xi'er leaning against each other again, Xi'er still soaked in sweat, she couldn't help but lovingly scold, "Xiao Wen, don't lean against Xi'er after you've washed. She's covered in sweat now; you'll get it all over yourself, and then your wash will be for nothing."

"It's okay, Mom!" Zhang Wen turned around and saw his mother walking towards him. His heart involuntarily quickened. The beautiful woman, fresh from her bath, had her long, elegant, glossy black hair loosely draped over her shoulders, still damp. A simple white tank top with blue flowers couldn't conceal her full, high breasts, and she wore only a pair of rather mismatched red shorts, likely made from altered old clothes. Some areas seemed damp, and the skin clinging to her semi-transparent fabric was incredibly alluring. Her long, snow-white legs, exposed to the air, were slender and white, the veins seemingly visible beneath. This seductive sight made one yearn to reach out and embrace them, kissing them passionately.

Her charming face and her snow-white skin, fresh and clean after a bath, were a sight to behold for Zhang Wen. Especially the lingering water droplets on her mother's body, which made Zhang Wen want to kiss them clean; he felt his blood boiling. Such a stunning beauty appearing in this rural place was truly a case of a phoenix rising from a poor mountain village. If she weren't wearing those plain, mismatched old clothes, but rather a soft silk nightgown, she would definitely be a glamorous noblewoman who could drive any man crazy.

"Little sister, why are you still playing around with these kids?"

Chen Guixiang looked at her daughter's disheveled clothes and slightly messy hair, and immediately scolded her with concern, "Don't you know you've just lost your virginity? These two days are as important as postpartum recovery, you know? You can't go crazy with them!" "Okay, Mom,"

Zhang Shaolin replied, like a child in front of her, immediately putting down her book and bowing her head in embarrassment.

"Xiao Dan, go help Xi'er take a bath. Then we can eat! I'll help your sister dry off,"

Chen Guixiang said, nodding in satisfaction.

"Okay."

Although she was still reluctant, Xiao Dan didn't dare refuse since her mother had spoken. She reluctantly agreed, then looked longingly at the beautiful magazine, slowly rummaged through the closet to get her clothes, and pulled Xi'er out.

"Xiao Wen, what are you doing here? Do you want to watch women bathe? Get out of here!" Chen Guixiang said to Zhang Wen, who was still lying on the kang (heated brick bed) exchanging glances with his sister, while holding the large, chipped iron basin.

"Mom, I should be fine here, right?" Zhang Wen said sullenly. He really wanted to, especially imagining his mother cleaning his sister's private parts, which he had once cherished; his heart began to stir with desire.

"What do you mean 'it doesn't matter'? What's so interesting about a woman washing herself there? You've seen your sister's private parts before, so get out of here right now!"

Chen Guixiang said sternly. She poured hot water into the basin, casually sprinkling a few withered, dark leaves of some unknown plant into it, which had a strong, lemon-like smell.

"Okay! I'll go check in the kitchen then,"

Zhang Wen replied helplessly, then looked longingly at his sister, who had already pulled back the covers, revealing her shapely figure. "Sis, be careful, don't catch a cold."

His eyes were fixed on her long, beautiful legs and her shapely buttocks, clad only in a small pair of underwear.

"So nagging! Your mother can take care of women during their postpartum period without any problem. Go away!" Chen Guixiang shoved her son, who was beaming with envy, out the door and slammed the heavy old wooden door shut.

Although Zhang Wen really wanted to see, he couldn't insist because his mother was so adamant. He walked into the yard, lit a cigarette, and squatted down by the well to smoke. The blood from cleaning the fish hadn't been washed away, and a few bits of fish entrails had already attracted flies. The pungent, fishy smell lingered in the air. Zhang Wen frowned at the unpleasant odor, then stood up and swaggered towards the kitchen.

Just as he reached the corner, he heard the sound of water splashing from the thatched shed. A thought flashed through his mind; he knew it was his sister and Xi'er bathing. Imagining the two adorable little girls playing naked in the water, he felt a surge of desire. After a few moments of hesitation, he gritted his teeth, thinking, "You've seen me bathe, so it's not a big deal for me, as their older brother, to see it once in a while." Lost in these thoughts, he took light, unsteady steps towards the spot.

Before he even entered, he saw a pair of small feet spread wide apart under the wooden door. Zhang Wen couldn't help but wonder if one of the little girls was starting to wash her most intimate parts. As he walked, he couldn't help but get an erection. He tiptoed to the edge of the shed, and fearing they would discover him, he quietly crouched down beside it. He heard his sister's exasperated voice coming from inside: "You brat, didn't you hear me tell you to spread your legs? You spread them only a little, I can't see! It's not like I'm going to chop off your feet, what's there to be afraid of?"

Zhang Wen's head spun. His sister wanted to spread Xi'er's legs? Was she trying to have a lesbian relationship? Swearing he had absolutely no bad thoughts, Zhang Wen immediately stood on tiptoe and peeked over the top to see what was happening inside. What he saw almost made his nose bleed profusely.

Xi'er stood with one foot on the ground and the other straddling the high wooden tub, her legs spread wide apart. She barely managed to balance herself by holding onto the wooden wall with her left hand. Her hairless vulva was fully exposed, the small petals glistening with moisture, the tender pink flesh making one want to taste it. Xiao Dan, squatting down with her bottom almost touching the ground, curiously peered at Xi'er's most private area. Her small breasts and the cute pink nipples were clearly visible.

Damn, were these two naked little girls going to play lesbians? This was too...too exciting! Zhang Wen's nose was practically bleeding.

"Hmm...less hair than me, but seems to have a bit more flesh,"

Xiao Dan said earnestly, still unaware that her brother was staring at her from above. She gently stroked Xi'er's vulva. After flicking it a few times, she started rubbing it back and forth with her fingers, seemingly finding it more and more interesting. Her expression was like that of a child who had received a new and exciting toy.

"...Itchy..." Xi'er's face immediately showed a comfortable expression after being touched like this. Her legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance and fell, but she still held onto the wooden wall and dared not move. Her innocent eyes were fixed on Xiao Dan's little hands that were moving around on her lower body.

"I know it itches, don't move around."

Xiao Dan felt that Xi'er had already exuded some warm and sticky dew, and became even more interested in scratching and rubbing it with her hands. She even raised her head with a mischievous smile and asked, "Xi'er, has my brother touched you here?" "Daddy...touched..." Xi'er nodded and said, her breathing becoming a little rapid. However, she seemed to still have lingering fears about Zhang Wen's rough oral sex on her that afternoon, and a look of fear appeared on her cute face.

"Hmph, I knew that lecherous brother must have touched her. I told you he couldn't possibly be so honest."

Xiao Dan snorted coldly, then, as if in retaliation, suddenly shoved a small section of her finger into Xi'er's incredibly tight little flower.

"...Ah...it hurts...it hurts..." Because her little flower wasn't sufficiently lubricated, Xi'er immediately cried out in pain, instinctively trying to squeeze her legs together, but was met with Xiao Dan's fierce gaze. She immediately became too scared to move, but her slightly trembling legs seemed unable to support her.

Damn it, don't break her hymen, Zhang Wen thought worriedly. But watching his sister's little finger playing with Xi'er's lower body, he felt a strange pleasure.

"You pervert, you stinky brother, you actually touched my butt, I'll make you hurt this little fool!" Xiao Dan continued to play with Xi'er's little flower with her finger, cursing under her breath. However, her fingernails seemed a bit long, making Xi'er's sensitive little area particularly painful.

"It hurts..." Xi'er sniffled, terrified. Her little face was full of pleading.

Seeing she was about to cry, Xiao Dan immediately pulled her finger back. Looking at the half-finger covered in sticky dew, a sly smile appeared on her face. She held the finger to Xi'er's mouth and commanded, "Lick it clean..." Xi'er hurriedly squeezed her legs together, standing there fearfully. She seemed to understand something as she looked at the finger in front of her, but remained motionless, unsure what to do.

"What, do I have to pry your mouth open?" Xiao Dan threatened, her face turning cold.

Helpless, Xi'er could only grimace as she grabbed Xiao Dan's fingers, her mind seemingly filled with thoughts of Zhang Shaolin's clumsy oral skills. She surprisingly began licking Xiao Dan's fingers with her tongue, quite convincingly. Xiao Dan felt a tickle on her hand; Xi'er's warm mouth felt incredibly comfortable. Enjoying it, she said smugly, "Hehe, don't think your brother is so kind to you. If you don't behave, I'll do it again, you know? Next time won't be so nice."

Xi'er nodded pitifully as she licked, taking Xiao Dan's entire finger into her mouth and sucking on it delicately.

Zhang Wen hadn't expected to witness such a sensual and wicked scene. His mind was racing, and his manhood was as hard as iron. Watching the two little girls' exquisite, beautiful, and petite bodies from the rooftop was already a huge stimulation; now he was witnessing the younger sister wickedly disciplining Xi'er. The sight of these two little girls standing together naked was already infuriating, but now the younger sister was making Xi'er lick her fingers—it was utterly outrageous. Zhang Wen had an urge to pull her fingers out and shove his hard penis into Xi'er's mouth.

"Good girl..." Xiao Dan felt the warmth of Xi'er's licking fingers in her mouth; she didn't know where Xi'er had learned it, but she was licking them back and forth with her tongue, making her feel slightly itchy. She immediately pulled her fingers back and picked up the ladle to continue washing. Poor Xi'er stood there looking aggrieved. Xiao Dan didn't wash her properly, only occasionally splashing her with cold water when she was in a good mood.

Although Zhang Wen felt a little bad seeing her being bullied, he didn't dare to stand up for her at this moment. Before they noticed, he quickly slipped away and ran off. Walking with that erect penis was such a hassle. After carefully slipping to the kitchen, Zhang Wen realized his cigarette was almost gone, just a stub. He probably hadn't even blinked at what he'd just witnessed—that wicked scene was just too tempting!

After lighting another cigarette, Zhang Wen couldn't help but think: his mother was a seductive and beautiful young woman; his older sister was like a vixen, incredibly alluring; his younger sister was quirky and outspoken, never holding back; and Xi'er was so beautiful, yet so obedient, almost never refusing his requests. Four different beauties, each with their own unique charm, their figures and pretty faces, began to intertwine in his mind.

Zhang Wen thought about how, since entering this house, aside from sleeping and eating, his penis had been erect for at least ten hours a day. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Living in this environment, he'd probably be exhausted if he survived ten years. Busy being a pervert, busy fantasizing, constantly experiencing a guilty pleasure, and still constantly thinking about humanity and morality. This life! It's a mix of sensual pleasure and shameless desolation!

After calming his lustful desires, Zhang Wen stubbed out his cigarette and went inside. Judging from the footsteps, his younger sister must have finished washing and returned home. Sure enough, upon entering, he saw four beautiful women of different ages sitting together. The older sister had changed into clean clothes, her face still showing the freshness of a recent wash. Her exquisite curves and charming face were exceptionally captivating. The younger sister was chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened. Xi'er, sitting next to her, seemed to have forgotten about being bullied earlier, giggling and playing with some broken pieces of wood.

Sitting next to her was their mother, Chen Guixiang, whose damp hair had dried slightly. Her long, smooth, flowing hair was casually draped over her fragrant shoulders. She was no less beautiful than any star or model, but possessed a more rustic and rich beauty. Although she had given birth to three children, perhaps due to the environment, her figure was almost perfectly preserved, and she looked no more than thirty years old. Sitting next to her sister, they could easily be called sisters.

Chen Guixiang chatted and laughed with her daughter. Seeing her son enter, she immediately said, "Xiaowen, are you hungry? You two sit down first! Mom will go check if the dishes are ready."

Then she went straight out.

"Mom, I'll go help you!" Xiaodan left Xier, who was grinning foolishly on the kang (heated brick bed), and obediently followed.

Zhang Wen slowly sat down at the table. Looking at his sister's shy expression, his heart stirred. He gently took a strand of her hair in his hand and smelled it, sincerely praising, "Sister, your hair smells so good!"

"Go away, you're so unserious. Can't you say anything else?"

Zhang Shaolin was also pleased by the compliment, especially happy to see her brother's infatuated look. But she still gently scolded him, more like a playful teasing than a reproach.

"Hehe, of course, that's what I have to talk about."

Zhang Wen chuckled lewdly, slowly leaning closer to her ear, breathing hot air onto her small, delicate earlobe as he whispered, "Especially the water between your legs, it tastes so sweet. I'm dying to taste it again."

"Go to hell, you dare to tease me like that."

Zhang Shaolin's heart trembled slightly at her brother's hot, rough breathing, her face flushing slightly. She recalled the tingling sensation when her brother kissed that spot after spreading her legs wide, and couldn't help but feel a little agitated. However, she still playfully patted Zhang Wen's head.

"Daddy... I want to drink..." Xi'er always managed to appear at the most inopportune moment, slowly moving in front of Zhang Wen, her big, bright eyes filled with longing as she spoke in a silly tone.

"Drink what?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen's first thought was that this little girl probably also wanted to drink her sister's pleasurable dew! But then she thought that was impossible; she probably just wanted cola!

"Um...canned..." Although Xi'er was simple-minded, she still had some ability to express herself. As she spoke, she made a gesture of opening a can and couldn't help but lick her lips, looking like she was craving it.

"It's cola. Wait a minute, I'll go get it."

Zhang Wen nodded and stood up.

Zhang Shaolin immediately grabbed her brother's hand and said with a smile, "Xiao Wen, I want some too. Can you get it for me?" "Okay, I'll feed you with my mouth in a bit!" Zhang Wen smiled lewdly, and amidst his sister's coquettish scolding, he laughed and ran to the thatched shed. He pulled up the beer and cola that had been frozen in the well, and as he was about to walk out with them in a basin, his eyes caught sight of several small clothes soaking in water in the wooden bucket. Looking at the black underwear on top, he froze, unable to move.

He set the basin aside and carefully picked it up. Judging by the style and design, it wasn't something a child would wear, nor was it something his sister had just changed out of; he immediately guessed it was something his mother had left behind after washing it. Thinking this, Zhang Wen's heart raced. He brought the damp panties to his nose and sniffed them. Even though they were soaked, he could still seem to smell his mother's fresh, mature scent.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed a few soft, dark hairs in the middle, curving and twisting—it was obvious what part of his body they belonged to. Zhang Wen's mouth went dry, and his hands trembled as he involuntarily brought the hair to his eyes, staring intently at this seemingly ordinary yet seemingly magical hair. He couldn't resist gently putting it in his mouth and licking it. Although it had little taste, Zhang Wen felt incredibly aroused.

Just as Zhang Wen was immersed in his daydreams, fantasizing about her voluptuous and mature body, and even imagining the ecstasy he would feel when he made love to her, he couldn't help but put that pubic hair to his mouth and lick it passionately. Suddenly, Xiao Dan's surprised voice rang out behind him: "Brother, you're a pervert! Why are you licking that thing?!" Zhang Wen snapped back to reality and turned around to see his sister holding a plate of salted fish, staring at him with her beautiful big eyes full of surprise and astonishment. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his back. He hurriedly hid the pubic hair in his hand, suppressed his heart that was about to jump out of his body, and pretended to be nonchalant, asking, "What pervert? Why are you shouting like that again?"

Xiao Dan looked at her brother's hand suspiciously. She seemed to have seen a hair just now, but now she couldn't see anything. She asked in confusion, "Then what are you doing squatting here?" "Little brat, what do you care about such things!" Zhang Wen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't continue to suspect him. He quietly put his mother's alluring hair into his pocket, picked up the basin, and walked past her, saying as he walked, "Just here to get drinks for you little gluttons."

"Stop pretending, brother!" Xiao Dan followed behind, suddenly smiling slyly, and said, "I just saw you take a hair from Mom's underwear, and you were licking it with great relish."

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't!" Zhang Wen panicked when he heard her say that. His sister had seen him after all. If she told everyone, how could he stay in this house? So many things had happened these past two days. If she found out that he had taken his mother's hair and used it for indecent acts, he would be completely finished.

"It's okay. You don't have to admit it!" Xiao Dan giggled, then looked at her brother, who was starting to get nervous, with a sly grin. "I'll just tell Mom later, whether she believes me or not, it doesn't matter, I didn't lie."

Damn it, you little brat, are you trying to kill me?! Zhang Wen cursed inwardly, thinking that if his mother and sister found out, he'd be in deep trouble. Seeing his sister's smug look, he had no choice but to lower his voice and say, "Okay, Xiao Dan, you absolutely can't tell anyone, okay?" "Why?" Xiao Dan asked with an innocent and cute expression.

Zhang Wen said with a bitter face, "Good sister, just promise me you'll pretend you don't know, okay?" Xiao Dan's face was full of smug grin. Seeing that they were almost at the door, she cautiously looked left and right a few times, then beckoned Zhang Wen to come closer. Zhang Wen immediately bent down and leaned in to listen, only to hear something even more exciting and arousing.

"Brother, when I saw your sister's private parts, she seemed to enjoy it. She wants you to kiss me next time too. If you don't agree, I'll go tell Mom."

After saying this, Xiao Dan looked at Zhang Wen with a gleam in her eyes. Her cute childish voice was very pleasant, but there was no room for negotiation in her tone.

Zhang Wen looked at his sister's cute little face, his mind went blank, and he stared at her in astonishment. He hadn't expected his sister's request to be so suggestive. It was one thing for a child to be curious, but she wasn't an innocent little girl. What did she mean by saying this? Did she really want to try it out, or was she trying to tease him? Despite his nervousness, he couldn't help but imagine his sister's hairless, tender little slit in his mind. He swallowed hard and nodded with difficulty.

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