[Urban] 2012 Doomsday Carnival (Complete) - 5

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Chapter 7 Father-in-law and Daughter-in-law

Xiaoqing knew she couldn't avoid what was happening today, so she lowered her head and obediently went to the bedside, took off her shoes, and got into bed... But what to do next? She didn't know, and looked at Xia Yulian expectantly.

Xia Yulian said, "Take off your Uncle Fang's pajama pants... Do I have to teach you this?"

Fang Tiancheng didn't speak, lying stiffly without moving. Xiaoqing gritted her teeth and went forward to take off Mayor Fang's pajama pants.

Her hands trembled, and she finally managed to pull the pajama pants down to his knees. Her eyes naturally fell on Mayor Fang's shrunken penis.

Xia Yulian patiently said, "That's fine. Now put his penis in your mouth, suck it, and lick it with your tongue."

Xiaoqing timidly reached out and held the man's limp penis, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and took the docile little snake into her mouth, licking it with her tongue.

Fang Tiancheng stared wide-eyed as the young and pretty nanny diligently performed oral sex on him, his heart pounding with excitement. Unfortunately, his penis remained unresponsive, listless and unmotivated.

Xiaoqing worked harder and harder, but the little thing simply wouldn't cooperate. Her cheeks ached, and while the man's penis showed some improvement, it was far from fully erect.

Xia Yulian smiled with satisfaction, nodding approvingly, "Xiaoqing did a good job. I know you've tried your best. That's enough for today. Go back to sleep."

Xiaoqing was stunned; she hadn't expected to be let off so easily. As if afraid her mistress would change her mind, she quickly got out of bed, said "Then I'll go back," and hurriedly left.

After Xiaoqing left, Fang Tiancheng was still unsatisfied, but Xia Yulian said, "What we wanted today was Xiaoqing's attitude. There's plenty of time; you'll get her someday. It seems your problem is really serious; you can't get it without strong stimulation. I guess you'll have to rely on our daughter in the future."

In the evening, the warm glow of spring shone on Fugui Villa. Inside Villa No. 11, Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping were intimately nestled on the living room sofa, watching a foreign erotic film on television with great interest.

Liu Jianjun, aroused by the sight, kneaded Zhao Qiuping's breasts with both hands and excitedly said, "I can't hold back anymore, let's make love while we watch."

Zhao Qiuping was also filled with desire, but a little worried, she said, "Aren't you afraid that Lao Liu and Du Yue will come back and see us?"

"It's okay, Du Yue said she won't be back until tomorrow morning."

"Then wait a moment, I'll call Lao Liu."

Zhao Qiuping pulled away from her lover, picked up the living room phone and dialed Liu Dalong's office, "Lao Liu, what time are you coming home for dinner tonight?"

"Qiuping, I'm on duty tonight, I'll eat dinner at the office, I won't be coming home today."

Zhao Qiuping was relieved and said insincerely, "Oh, okay, take care of yourself, don't overwork yourself."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qiuping smiled, came over and sat on Liu Jianjun's lap, and the two immediately kissed passionately. Liu Jianjun pulled down his stepmother's pants and then took out his penis. Zhao Qiuping, understanding the gesture, grasped the man's penis and aimed it at her vagina, slowly lowering her hips to swallow the shaft.

This novel sexual act excited both of them. Zhao Qiuping swayed her slender waist and gently rocked her hips. Liu Jianjun's penis stood erect, his hips thrusting upwards, and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and passionate breaths echoed in the empty living room.

A soft sound came from the door, and Du Yue entered carrying a suitcase. She was stunned by the scene in the living room.

The adulterous couple, lost in their passion, also saw the newcomer and froze, like wooden statues.

Tears welled up in Du Yue's eyes. She stamped her foot, threw down her suitcase, turned, and slammed the door shut as she left.

In the living room, Zhao Qiuping muttered to herself in a daze, "It's over, it's all over now."

Liu Jianjun, however, had recovered from his earlier panic and said to his stepmother, "Don't be afraid. Du Yue isn't someone who abandons her family. There's still a chance. Even if my dad finds out, what can he do to me? After all, I'm his only son—if you're scared, go out and hide for

a while. I'll contact you as soon as possible." Zhao Qiuping was at a loss and naturally followed her lover's instructions. She got up, tidied herself up, and quickly left.

Meanwhile, Du Yue wandered the streets like a lost soul. She was supposed to return from her business trip tomorrow, but seeing that she had finished, she suddenly felt homesick. Plus, her libido was high after her period, and she wanted to surprise her husband tonight, so she rushed back without telling him. When she excitedly entered her home, what she saw was like a bolt from the blue. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, she stormed out, but now she had no idea where to go.

Du Yue knew about her husband's infidelity, but she had pretended not to know as long as it didn't affect the family.

After all, Liu Jianjun treated her well, and she liked this handsome man with an artistic temperament. But she never expected her husband to have an affair with his stepmother at home, and it happened right before her eyes. She couldn't accept it and could only choose to run away.

Now, she desperately wanted to find someone to confide in, but who could she turn to? After all, what had happened was too embarrassing to talk about… Suddenly, she thought of her father-in-law, Liu Dalong. Yes, she would go to him.

Du Yue took a taxi straight to the police station. When she entered her father-in-law's office, Liu Dalong was somewhat surprised. This daughter-in-law rarely came to his workplace, and her expression seemed very abnormal. Had something happened?

"Xiaoyue, what's wrong? You look so pale."

Du Yue opened her mouth, but found it difficult to speak. She was a kind-hearted woman, and even though her husband had done something wrong to her, she didn't want to slander him—besides, telling the truth would also upset her father-in-law. She decided to keep it all a secret, so after hesitating for a while, she said, "It's nothing, I just forgot my keys and can't get in since no one's home. I'll stay here for a bit. What's wrong, Dad? Are you busy?"

"Oh, what's inconvenient for me? Please, make yourself at home."

Liu Dalong looked at his daughter-in-law, his mind filled with suspicion.

Du Yue was the daughter of his closest comrade-in-arms, Du Aiguo, whom he had watched grow up. Unfortunately, Du Aiguo died young, entrusting Liu Dalong to take care of the Du family's widow and orphan before his death. He promised and kept his word.

Du Yue's mother, Yan Huixian, was only 35 when she became a widow. Liu Dalong had tried to introduce her to a good family, but she refused, and instead showed interest in him. Liu Dalong was also a widower at the time, but out of brotherly loyalty, although he also liked Yan Huixian, he reluctantly refused, only taking extra care of her. Liu Dalong arranged Du Yue's schooling and employment. And with his strong encouragement, Liu Jianjun married Du Yue. Liu Dalong also liked Du Yue very much. She was a virtuous wife and loving mother—upright, kind, gentle, and considerate. But he couldn't understand why his son wasn't enthusiastic towards Du Yue. Didn't Liu Jianjun understand the saying, "A virtuous wife is a treasure in the family"?

Liu Dalong knew his son was having affairs, but he was helpless. He doted on his only son. Fortunately, his son hadn't caused him any major trouble, so he turned a blind eye and even helped his son hide it from Du Yue. But seeing his daughter-in-law's expression today, something serious must have happened, and he couldn't ignore it—even if it was for his fallen comrades, he had to bring Du Yue back to her former smile.

Du Yue sat sullenly on the sofa, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine, tears welling in her eyes. Liu Dalong felt a pang of heartache, but he tried to strike up a conversation with his daughter-in-law, but Du Yue remained silent and indifferent, giving him only more anxious looks.

It was time for dinner, and Liu Dalong, rarely having time alone with his daughter-in-law, wanted to make an exception and treat Du Yue to a proper dinner. He picked up the phone and dialed the White Swan Hotel: "White Swan? Do you have any private rooms available?"

"I'm sorry, sir, all the private rooms are fully booked,"

a pleasant voice politely replied.

"This is Liu Dalong. Tell your Manager Su to find me a private room, a good one."

Liu Dalong rarely used his privileges, but today he didn't care, so he spoke very bluntly.

"Ah? Oh, okay, I'll do it right away!"

The young woman on the other end of the phone was startled and hurriedly agreed.

A moment later, Liu Dalong's phone rang, and a man's obsequious voice said, "Director Liu, thank you for your hospitality! I'll come pick you up now, okay?"

"Xiao Su, I'm sorry to trouble you. No need to pick me up, I'll drive there myself. Just tell me the room number."

"Director Liu, you're too kind! Okay, I'll do as you say. The room is 8201. I'll wait for you at the hotel entrance."

"No need, you go ahead with your work, I'll go by myself."

After hanging up, Liu Dalong said to Du Yue, "Come on, Dad will take you to dinner."

Du Yue got up woodenly, followed her father-in-law out, got into a black SUV, and headed straight for the White Swan Hotel.

General Manager Su of the White Swan Hotel, along with Manager Mu from the catering department and two pretty waitresses, greeted Liu Dalong at the entrance. As soon as Liu Dalong parked his car and got out, General Manager Su and Manager Mu immediately stepped forward, greeting him respectfully. Liu Dalong was somewhat impatient: "Why all this fuss? I'm just having dinner with my daughter-in-law!"

"Director Liu, it's because you've always refused to grace us with your presence! We rarely get to see you! So everyone is very happy this time and wanted to come out to greet you. I'll lead the way."

The group ushered them to the luxurious private room at the very top of the second floor. Liu Dalong waved his hand: "You all go about your business, two waitresses are enough."

General Manager Su smiled obsequiously: "Then we won't disturb your meal. Please order whatever you like, and put it on my tab later."

Du Yue remained dazed, sitting silently in her chair. When Liu Dalong asked her what she wanted to eat, she said anything was fine; when he asked her what she wanted to drink, she also said anything was fine. Suddenly, an idea struck Liu Dalong, and he tentatively asked Du Yue if she wanted to drink baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Du Yue usually doesn't like drinking, not even wine, but today she felt stifled and wanted to indulge herself, so she nodded and said, "Dad, if you want to drink, I'll join you."

Liu Dalong also wanted to liven things up with alcohol, hoping his daughter-in-law would speak her mind, so he drank heavily with her at the table. Unexpectedly, Du Yue accepted every drink, emptying every glass, as if she wanted to get drunk. Liu Dalong was both happy and a little sorry for her, wondering why his daughter-in-law was suddenly being so generous.

A bottle of Moutai was quickly emptied, and Liu Dalong, without hesitation, opened another bottle, which Du Yue again readily accepted. But before she had drunk half, Du Yue suddenly turned around and vomited.

Liu Dalong rushed to help his daughter-in-law and found her eyes filled with tears. He was at a loss, and Du Yue, overwhelmed with grief and anger, lost control after drinking, suddenly hugged her father-in-law tightly and burst into tears.

Liu Dalong awkwardly embraced his daughter-in-law, repeatedly asking, "Xiaoyue, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Dad, my life is so bitter! No one truly cares for me, no one really loves me. I don't want to live anymore."

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Doesn't Dad truly care for you? If others don't love you, does Dad not love you too?"

"You love me?"

Du Yue, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, looked at the tall, burly man before her. Suddenly, she buried her face in his chest and burst into tears. It took her a long time to stop sobbing, and she choked out, "If you love me, why don't you hold me tighter?"

Liu Dalong quickly hugged his daughter-in-law tightly. The drunken woman was soft and boneless; Liu Dalong found her body fragrant and soft.

Du Yue felt warm and safe in her father-in-law's broad embrace. She felt much more at ease. Looking at the sharply defined, strong, and resolute face before her, a devilish impulse suddenly surged within her. She murmured, "Kiss me."

Her beautiful face, like a peach blossom, was so close, the breath from her red lips hot and alluring, fragrant and intoxicating. Liu Dalong was intoxicated. It wasn't the wine that intoxicated him; he was intoxicated by the feeling itself. His lips involuntarily moved closer to his daughter-in-law's cherry lips, yet he hesitated, unable to truly press them. A kiss, seemingly simple, carries extraordinary symbolic meaning. Once it begins, it often leads to loss of control.

Soft, fragrant, and luscious lips—how could a man not be driven mad? But they didn't belong to him. Liu Dalong believed his daughter-in-law was currently confused, and as an elder, he couldn't encourage it. Besides, they were in a hotel private room; there couldn't be anything inappropriate… Still retaining his rationality, he pulled back from the brink and helped his daughter-in-law to a chair.

It seemed Du Yue was truly drunk; getting her home was practically impossible. He figured he might as well let her stay at the hotel for the night. He walked to the door of the private room and said to the two waitresses waiting there, "Get me a room; I need to go up and rest."

The two waitresses, who had just heard the loud crying and shouting inside, were terrified, fearing the guest's dissatisfaction would cost them their jobs. This guest was the general manager's VIP; who dared offend him? But without being summoned, they dared not go in. Now that they knew this hot potato was about to leave, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. One of them quickly agreed and ran to arrange the room.

That's how it is in China; those with privileges get things done easily. The room was booked immediately, and the two waitresses helped the swaying Du Yue, following Liu Dalong in the elevator to a deluxe room. Liu Dalong pulled out two hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to the waitresses as a tip. The two girls initially hesitated to accept them, but seeing the guest's glare, they quickly took them and hurriedly said goodbye. Still relying on their own hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Du Yue lay on the large bed, muttering to herself. Liu Dalong, standing nearby, couldn't hear her clearly and was caught in a dilemma: leaving his daughter-in-law alone was uneasy; staying with her, however, might be problematic.

After all, they were alone together, and even if others didn't say anything, what would Du Yue think when she woke up? Would she think he was indecent? Besides, with such a tempting beauty by his side, he might not be able to resist temptation, and a moment of impulse could lead to a terrible mistake...

After much deliberation, he decided to leave and come back for Du Yue the next morning.

As he turned to leave, Du Yue suddenly cried out, "Dad, don't go, don't leave me!"

This cry stirred Liu Dalong's tender heart! "Exactly, what's there to be afraid of? How can a grown man abandon his beloved family and choose to protect himself? Let others say what they want, I, Liu Dalong, cannot betray my conscience.

" Liu Dalong turned to his daughter-in-law and said affectionately, "Yue'er, Dad won't leave. I'll stay here with you today."

Du Yue immediately smiled happily, like a child, and said coquettishly, "Dad, I want to take a bath."

"Okay, take a bath and go to sleep. Dad is with you, don't be afraid."

Du Yue tried to get up, struggled a bit but then collapsed, saying dejectedly, "I can't move, help me take off my clothes."

Her tone was like a little girl pleading with her father.

But the daughter-in-law in front of him was no longer a child, but a fiery mature woman. Liu Dalong wanted to refuse, but couldn't bring himself to say it. His daughter-in-law raised her arm and urged, "Dad, what are you doing? Hurry up and help me take off my clothes!"

It's just taking off clothes, what's the big deal? Liu Dalong comforted himself and went over to undress his daughter-in-law.

Du Yue chuckled happily, cooperating with her father-in-law's movements until she was left only in her bra and panties.

After waiting a while with no movement, Du Yue said with dissatisfaction, "Why don't you take them off? Do you want me to take a shower in these?"

Liu Dalong said awkwardly, "Well, you can take it off yourself."

"No way! You take it off for me, and then you have to carry me to the bath!"

Du Yue's tone was like that of a willful little girl, even a bit unreasonable.

Liu Dalong was stunned. His impression of Du Yue had always been that she was gentle and obedient. How could she be so wanton when drunk?

But the allure of a half-naked woman was so strong. The private parts covered by her clothes aroused a voyeuristic desire in him—since it was his daughter-in-law who took the initiative, he might as well go with the flow…

He reached out to unhook his daughter-in-law's bra and take off her panties. His heart trembled, his hands shook, but his eyes couldn't help but peek there.

Du Yue giggled and scolded, "What are you looking at? Don't look."

Liu Dalong looked away in shame, but Du Yue asked him dreamily, "Dad, do you think I'm pretty? Do you like women like me?"

"Pretty, of course Dad likes you."

Liu Dalong's tone was very unnatural.

“But why do some people not like me? What do I lack compared to other women? Am I not sexy enough, not wanton enough?”

As she spoke, Du Yue was on the verge of tears again.

“Uh…”

Liu Dalong couldn’t respond.

Du Yue was clearly dissatisfied with her father-in-law’s attitude, her almond-shaped eyes glaring: “Carry me to the bathroom! What are you afraid of? Do you think I’m going to eat you?”

With the die hanging in the balance, Liu Dalong picked up his delicate daughter-in-law and carried her into the bathroom. When he tried to put Du Yue down, he found she couldn’t stand steadily and was about to fall if she wasn’t supported. To make matters worse, this high-class room didn’t have a bathtub, only a shower, which made it impossible for him to simply leave her.

Du Yue said lazily, “Dad, I’m so dizzy. Why don’t you take off

your clothes and shower with me?” Liu Dalong also felt dizzy and weak, especially after sweating profusely; a shower would be perfect—but how could he shower with his daughter-in-law?

Unexpectedly, Du Yue didn't wait for his reply before unbuttoning his shirt. Her movements were surprisingly practiced; before he could even refuse, his outer garment was off.

This was the first time his daughter-in-law had undressed him, and under these circumstances. Half-drunk and half-awake, Liu Dalong found the feeling strange yet alluring, so he didn't want to spoil her fun and let her undress him completely.

Although he knew his penis was shamelessly erect, thankfully his daughter-in-law didn't notice, which relieved him.

Liu Dalong adjusted the water temperature and started washing with his daughter-in-law. He even diligently helped her lather with soap, but Du Yue, covered in soap, kept clinging to him like a mermaid, arousing his desire.

Fortunately, during the bath, Du Yue was still somewhat dazed and didn't cause too much trouble, obediently letting him wash her clean and carry her to bed.

The two of them slept naked in bed without even wrapping themselves in towels. Suddenly, Du Yue leaned in and hugged Liu Dalong tightly, making an unreasonable demand: "Dad, you're not allowed to go anywhere tonight. Sleep with me for the night."

Liu Dalong's lust flared up instantly; this was truly torturous. How could a normal, virile man resist the urge to be embraced by such a fragrant and beautiful woman? He wanted to distance himself from her, but Du Yue clung to him tightly, her hand even reaching down to touch his penis…

In this critical moment, Liu Dalong warned his daughter-in-law, “Yue’er, stop this. If you keep doing this, Dad will make a mistake.”

Du Yue didn’t take her father-in-law’s warning seriously. Driven by a desire for revenge against her husband and an impulse to indulge herself while drunk, her small hand even touched the man’s penis and shook it a few times, laughing, “What do you mean by ‘making a mistake’? As long as I say you’re not wrong, you haven’t made a mistake, understand?”

Liu Dalong made a last-ditch effort, saying with difficulty, “If this continues, I will betray Qiuping, and you will also betray Jianjun.”

Who knew that saying this would only make things worse. Hearing her father-in-law say this, Du Yue gritted her teeth and said hatefully, “Dad, you’re so stupid.”

As she spoke, a force from who knows where pulled Liu Dalong onto her. Du Yue spread her legs, guiding the man's penis to the entrance of her paradise, her moans calling out, "Dad, come in, I want you to 'make a mistake'!"

Chapter 8 Father and Son Swapping Wives

Entering is making a mistake; not entering seems to be making an even bigger mistake! He understood that refusing the woman at this moment would not only show his incompetence but also make her hate him for life. Between two evils, he chose the lesser, and Liu Dalong immediately made a sweet choice, going with the flow and sailing towards the beautiful harbor.

When her father-in-law's penis forcefully entered her vaginal cave, Du Yue was filled with mixed feelings. She had always been reserved about sex in front of her husband, and even if she had that desire, she would only hint at it and never take the initiative. Today, it seemed that fate had played a joke on her; the carnal feast she had prepared for her husband by returning home early had been enjoyed by her father-in-law.

But Du Yue did not regret it; she even felt a sense of vengeful pleasure. You didn't want me? Someone else does. You're very promiscuous, with many women? I've also had an affair. You're with your stepmother, and I'll be with my father-in-law.

Du Yue's thoughts were quickly interrupted. Despite Liu Dalong's initial hesitation, once the deed was done, he no longer held back and immediately began his assault. His powerful thrusts quickly plunged his daughter-in-law into a wave of sexual excitement.

This sexual encounter left Du Yue feeling incredibly satisfied. She hadn't expected her father-in-law, in his fifties, to be so vigorous and robust. His rock-hard penis seemed thicker, harder, and hotter than that of the younger Liu Jianjun, churning and churning within her vagina, bringing her unprecedented pleasure. Waves of orgasm washed over her, and she, who had been half-drunk and half-awake, was now experiencing ecstasy.

Looking at his daughter-in-law's beautiful face beneath him and enjoying her flower-like body, Liu Dalong couldn't help but thank God. Good fortune seemed to always favor him; today's events were like a windfall. He never imagined that at the end of his life, he would have such a wonderful encounter. It was truly like what Yang Zhenning called "God's last gift." His daughter-in-law seemed to be an angel sent to him by God.

Liu Dalong usually lasted over half an hour during sex, but this time with his daughter-in-law, he couldn't even last ten minutes before ejaculating. This was mainly due to the intense psychological stimulation of incest, and also because Du Yue was overwhelmed by the abuse and begged for mercy.

When her father-in-law's semen entered her vagina, Du Yue suddenly felt incredibly happy. She was glad she had made the right choice—it seemed like fate had intervened; when she was lost and disoriented, she thought of her father-in-law, who was her pillar of support, the man who loved her most in the world. Her father-in-law hadn't disappointed her; he was a good man who not only healed her emotional wounds but also brought her unprecedented joy.

Both were exhausted after sex and fell asleep in each other's arms.

At dawn, Du Yue woke up first and saw her father-in-law sleeping soundly beside her. She re-examined this well-known figure in Binhai City: a strong physique, a resolute face, a mature temperament, a gentle heart—an idol and protector in the eyes of women, someone who not only provided a sense of security but also sexual satisfaction to women.

Liu Dalong woke up under his daughter-in-law's watchful gaze, but burdened by a guilty conscience, he said hesitantly, "Yue'er, we were both drunk last night, and a moment of impulsiveness led to this terrible mistake. You don't blame your father, do you?"

Du Yue felt a chill in her heart and retorted angrily, "A moment of impulsiveness? Don't you like me?"

Liu Dalong realized his daughter-in-law had misunderstood and inwardly cursed, quickly explaining, "Of course I like you, and I'm not a casual person! What I mean is, what we did was unfair to Qiuping and Jianjun."

These words stirred up Du Yue's painful memories, and she said bitterly, "Hmph, you have a good conscience, but they might not think the same way."

Liu Dalong was stunned, asking her in surprise, "Huh? What do you mean?" Du Yue

, determined to get to the bottom of things,

bluntly stated, "Do you know why I came to see you yesterday?" Seeing her father-in-law's puzzled expression, Du Yue briefly recounted her experience from the previous day.

Liu Dalong was shocked; he hadn't noticed anything amiss. A surge of anger followed, and he sat up to put on his clothes.

"What do you want to do? Catch them in the act, or seek revenge? If you had the right yesterday, now that we're in this state, do you think it's still necessary?"

Du Yue's words were calm, yet hurtful.

Liu Dalong stopped. Yes, what right did he have to teach that adulterous couple a lesson now? Although they were first, and he and Du Yue were second, the nature of their actions was the same. But could he just let it go, pretending to be oblivious from now on? He was still unwilling to accept it.

“Dad, it’s no use going now. They’ve already made preparations. I reckon Zhao Qiuping is hiding too, so don’t rush. Think it over carefully before making a decision. I have a question for you, and you need to think it through before you answer—do you really like me? Do you still want to be like this with me in the future?”

Liu Dalong was taken aback again. Could it be that his relationship with his daughter-in-law wasn’t just a fleeting affair? Wasn’t yesterday’s incident just Du Yue taking revenge while drunk? Could there be a deeper meaning?

He thought for a moment and said, “Yue’er, Dad likes you, but it was always the kind of liking an elder has. After what happened yesterday, I realized that my liking for you isn’t just because you’re my daughter-in-law—but what I want to say is, even if I still want to be like this in the future, are we going to follow their example and have an affair? I can’t do that.”

“I don’t like being secretive either. If we’re going to be together, we should be open and honest. You go to work first. I’ll think about this carefully at the hotel today. Come over after work, and we’ll talk about it properly.”

Liu Dalong secretly admired Du Yue’s composure and calmness. He nodded in agreement: "I'll come right after work today, no matter what happens, it won't be a problem."

When Liu Dalong arrived at the Swan Hotel in the evening, he found his daughter-in-law still in her pajamas, leaning against the headboard, seemingly havingn't moved all day. He said with concern, "Haven't you eaten?"

"I'm not hungry, and I don't want to move."

"How can you not eat? If you really don't want to move, I'll have them bring the food to your room."

After the food was brought, Liu Dalong personally took care of Du Yue's meal, being very considerate. Du Yue was in a good mood and ate quite a bit.

After the waiter cleared away the leftovers, Du Yue beckoned to the man: "Come to bed, let's talk."

Liu Dalong responded, took off his clothes, changed into his pajamas, and lay down next to his daughter-in-law.

Du Yue pulled him into her arms and asked tenderly, "You've thought about us during the day, haven't you? I want to hear your opinion first."

Liu Dalong remained silent. Although he was calm and decisive at work, he had little experience with matters of the heart. The situation was too complicated, and he didn't have a perfect solution yet, so he consulted his daughter-in-law: "What do you plan to do?"

"If I wanted to spend my life with you, would you be willing?"

"Yes."

Living a married life with his young and beautiful daughter-in-law would be wonderful, but Liu Dalong still had doubts. "What about the other two?"

"Aren't they also deeply in love and inseparable? Let's just let them be together, and our family of four can be separated and reconstituted."

This bold idea really surprised Liu Dalong. He looked at Du Yue in astonishment, unsure if his daughter-in-law was just saying it out of anger or if she genuinely intended to do it.

Du Yue smiled bitterly: "This matter does seem absurd, but after thinking about it for a day, this is the best solution. Since it's wrong, let's just go with the flow and make the best of it. There's a mathematical law that two negatives make a positive; perhaps we can use our mistake to correct another mistake and get the correct result."

Liu Dalong lacked confidence in front of his daughter-in-law. He asked worriedly, "Don't you mind that I'm older and our generation is incompatible?"

"I've thought all this through. Age isn't a problem, especially since you're not old; seniority doesn't matter either, those are all superficial things. The key issue is our relationship. Think about all these years you've taken care of me, even more than my own father, but my decision to be with you wasn't out of gratitude, but because of love, the love between a man and a woman. Actually, a man like you is my Prince Charming, my dream lover. Now I understand why I readily agreed when you asked me to marry your only son. I didn't love him; it was just because marrying him meant truly entering your family and seeing you often—at that time, I thought I could never marry you, so I married your son instead. Who knew that although he is your son, he's nothing like you. Not only do we not look alike, but our personalities are also different, especially in matters of the heart! He's indifferent to me, has affairs, and even cheated on me at home. Since he doesn't want me, why should I cling to this crooked tree? Since I have you, the real one, why do I need this substitute?" "

His daughter-in-law's heartfelt confession moved Liu Dalong. He realized that his feelings for her weren't just possessiveness, but a genuine pity and tenderness. He then spoke his mind: 'Yue'er, I've watched you grow up, and I know you very well. I was determined to have you as my daughter-in-law because I admired and liked girls like you the most. Even though I couldn't have you, I couldn't let someone else take you away. Giving you to my son would fulfill one of my wishes. Who knew things would turn out like this today, how things have escalated to this point? Think about it, from my niece to my daughter-in-law to my woman, our relationship has been a three-stage leap, quite legendary indeed.'

Du Yue also sighed, 'Yes, from uncle to father to lover, it's truly a leap forward. Dad, do you know? I suddenly don't hate them anymore, I'm even a little grateful. If it weren't for them, we would never be together in this life.'

Liu Dalong, however, had a worry: 'Will they agree to your idea of a blended family?'"

“Why not? Isn’t this what they want? We just brought it up first! Besides, they’re in the wrong, we have the upper hand. As long as we’re willing, they won’t dare to object.”

“Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

Liu Dalong went along with it, handing over the power of life and death to his daughter-in-law.

That night, the father-in-law and daughter-in-law spent another loving night together.

The next morning, Liu Dalong called home, and his son, Liu Jianjun, answered.

“Tell your mother to answer the phone.” Liu

Dalong’s tone was very calm.

“She…she’s not here.”

Liu Jianjun hesitated for a moment, then finally mustered up the courage to ask, “Is Du Yue…with you?”

Liu Dalong didn’t hide anything and said frankly, “Yes, she’s with me, and she told me everything.”

“Dad, let me explain.”

Liu Jianjun was a little flustered.

“I’ll give you a chance to explain, but not now. Tell your mother to come back, and we’ll have a family meeting tonight to talk things out. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.”

“How is Du Yue now?”

After all, she was his wife, and Liu Jianjun couldn’t help but care.

“She’s fine. It was her idea to hold this family meeting. We’re all family, what can’t we discuss? Besides, time is running out, and Du Yue and I both want everyone to be happy. So please tell your mother to come back without worry, no one will make things difficult for her.”

Liu Dalong reassured his son.

Liu Jianjun contacted Zhao Qiuping and explained Liu Dalong's opinion, but Zhao Qiuping still dared not return. Liu Jianjun advised, "Hiding isn't a solution. He's the police chief; he can't kill you over this, can he? Besides, I'm here to protect you. I heard Dad's tone was very kind; perhaps Du Yue has persuaded him. It's good for everyone to talk; whether it's a blessing or a curse, we'll leave it to fate."

That evening, in the living room of Villa No. 11, the four of them held a "round table meeting" around the coffee table. Liu Jianjun saw Du Yue's calm expression, and Zhao Qiuping saw her husband Liu Dalong's composed demeanor; only then did the two guilty-hearted people feel a little more relaxed.

Liu Dalong first asked his wife, "Qiuping, how long have you been with Jianjun?"

Zhao Qiuping didn't dare meet his gaze and remained silent, her head bowed.

Liu Jianjun interjected, "Dad, is there any point in asking this?"

"Of course there is. I want to know if you two are truly in love or just playing around."

Liu Jianjun, of course, wouldn't back down at this moment, and declared loudly, "Dad, I love Qiuping, and she loves me too. We're truly in love."

Liu Dalong waved his hand and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish. From now on, you two will be husband and wife in this house, and you can live like a married couple."

Zhao Qiuping trembled, staring at Liu Dalong in disbelief. Liu Jianjun was also confused, and he hesitantly asked, "Then... Du Yue?"

Du Yue smiled gently, "If you have a new love, you have to let go of the old one. You can't have all the good things, can you? Besides, Dad will be all alone now, so naturally I'll take care of him."

Liu Jianjun finally understood, "You mean... wife swapping?"

Du Yue said, "Anyway, you don't love me, you love her. And she doesn't love Dad, she loves you. Isn't this a happy ending for everyone?"

Liu Jianjun still couldn't believe it and hesitantly asked, "Then you and Dad..."

“Don’t worry, my feelings for him are no less than anyone else’s,”

Du Yue turned to Liu Dalong beside her and asked, “Right, Dalong?”

His daughter-in-law’s affectionate address seemed to infuse Liu Dalong with strength. He nodded and said, “These past two days, Yue’er and I have been thinking about this repeatedly. We think it’s better to just let things continue as they are. As the saying goes, a marriage without love is immoral. Jianjun and Yue’er’s marriage was practically arranged by me, and the fault lies with me. Qiuping doesn’t have much affection for me now either, and my marriage with her has become a mere formality. So, dissolving this immoral marriage and giving everyone a chance to choose again, wouldn’t that be more in line with natural law and human nature?”

No one expected Liu Dalong to be so eloquent; it seemed he had done his homework. Zhao Qiuping and Liu Jianjun exchanged a glance. Liu Jianjun said, “That’s feasible. Anyway, it’s our own home, and it has nothing to do with others. It’s up to us to decide what to do.”

Du Yue immediately asked, “So, you agree?”

Liu Jianjun said, “I have no objection.”

“And what about you?”

Liu Dalong asked Zhao Qiuping.

Zhao Qiuping lowered her head and said softly, "Let's do it your way."

Du Yue said, "Since the relationship has changed, our lives as a group of four will be completely different. It's necessary to clarify a few things first."

Everyone looked at Du Yue in surprise, because she had never been the main character in this family, and had long been ignored.

Du Yue spoke eloquently, "Since our spouses have changed, our rooms should be changed accordingly. Qiuping will move into Jianjun's room in a bit; and I will naturally move into Dalong's room."

Liu Dalong nodded, naturally willing to spend his future life with the young and beautiful Du Yue.

Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping exchanged a glance and slowly nodded as well. With things having progressed to this point, a huge weight was lifted from their hearts; they hadn't expected such a difficult situation to be resolved so easily.

Du Yue suddenly smiled mischievously, "The relationship has changed, so shouldn't we change how we address each other? Jianjun, how will you address me from now on?"

"Huh?"

Liu Jianjun didn't understand.

“I’m not your wife anymore, I’m your father’s wife. You should call me ‘Mom’ now, right?”

Liu Jianjun blushed and muttered, “Nonsense.”

“Husband, look, he doesn’t recognize me!”

Du Yue actually acted coquettishly towards Liu Dalong.

Liu Dalong found it amusing and chuckled.

Du Yue then turned her attention to Zhao Qiuping: “Qiuping, I used to call you ‘Mom.’ Now you should give that title back to me, right?”

Zhao Qiuping was extremely embarrassed and stammered, “I’m ten years older than you. Aren’t you ashamed?”

Du Yue didn’t care: “What’s there to be ashamed of? I’m younger than you.”

No one responded, and the atmosphere became tense. Du Yue felt bored and turned to Liu Dalong, hoping he would take charge of things for her.

Liu Dalong knew it was unlikely he could get Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping to change their minds now, so he said, "Don't make things too difficult for them; they're still adjusting."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, husband. Dalong, come on, help me pack."

Du Yue pulled Liu Dalong's hand and led him to their old bedroom.

Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping exchanged a wry smile, feeling that today's events were simply unbelievable.

Du Yue quickly packed her clothes, including her underwear, into a large suitcase and said to Liu Dalong, "Honey, take this over first; I'll pack some of my own things."

Liu Dalong, naturally obedient to his former daughter-in-law and now young wife, picked up the suitcase and headed out.

Liu Jianjun, who followed them in, stammered to his father, "Dad, I want to move to the third floor."

Liu Jianjun and Du Yue's bedroom was originally on the second floor, but not next to their parents'. Liu Dalong knew that Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping wanted to move to the third floor to avoid awkwardness. He understood and nodded in agreement.

Liu Jianjun quickly helped Zhao Qiuping move her things, then went up to the third floor to tidy up the bedroom and clean, starting their new life together.

The third floor had never been lived on before, and it took Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping a long time to get everything sorted. Although tired, Zhao Qiuping was in a good mood, feeling sweet at the thought of spending every day with her new lover.

That night, the two newly formed couples each experienced a less-than-peaceful "wedding night"—Liu Dalong made love to Du Yue again, and the two chatted contentedly.

"Husband, you're amazing, even better than Jianjun! I can't believe you're over fifty; even young men probably can't match you,"

Du Yue exclaimed, feeling completely relaxed and sincerely praising her new husband.

"Yue'er, do you still hate Jianjun?"

Liu Dalong couldn't ignore his son; he still hoped for family harmony and happiness for everyone.

Du Yue waved her hand and said, "It's hard to say. I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm so happy now, why think so much?"

"Why did you have to tease him and make him call you 'Mom'?"

Liu Dalong asked, puzzled.

"Just for fun."

Du Yue chuckled, then thought for a moment, and suddenly gritted her teeth, "I have to make him call me that!"

"You..."

Liu Dalong hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking, "Do you still love him?"

Du Yue fell silent. As the saying goes, "A night of marriage brings a hundred days of kindness," and Liu Jianjun had been both her husband and her only man; his place in her heart was undeniable. She looked directly into Liu Dalong's eyes and said, "If I said I'd completely forgotten him, that I neither love nor hate him, would you believe me? Don't think so much. I love you now, and that's enough."

Liu Dalong nodded and hugged his young wife tightly.

In contrast to the harmonious bliss here, the situation was quite different between Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping.

Tonight, the two could finally legitimately enjoy their marital life, but Liu Jianjun felt a strange mix of emotions. Before, he had both Du Yue and Zhao Qiuping—now his former wife was in another man's arms, leaving only this lover, ten years his senior. Although their secret encounters were passionate, that was because Zhao Qiuping was someone else's wife, his stepmother. Now that she was truly his woman, Liu Jianjun felt a lack of external stimulation. He missed Du Yue even more. Her young body was actually quite alluring, but she lacked initiative and charm. Now, Du Yue's performance had impressed him, and losing her left Liu Jianjun feeling very disappointed.

Zhao Qiuping noticed Liu Jianjun's absent-mindedness and roughly guessed his thoughts. But she felt helpless; deep down, this wasn't the ending she truly wanted. Although Liu Dalong didn't care for her enough, their relationship was still harmonious, especially the romance and passion of their honeymoon, which Zhao Qiuping would never forget. Her current lover, though charming and understanding, was a philanderer who made women feel insecure and easily bored.

Each harboring their own secrets, they slept in the same bed but dreamed different dreams. In this new environment, they weren't even in the mood for sex, silently staring at the ceiling in their respective beds until they eventually fell asleep.

In the following days, Zhao Qiuping noticed that Liu Jianjun's gaze kept lingering on Du Yue, his eyes filled with ambiguity, which made her very jealous. At the same time, she also noticed that Liu Dalong's gaze towards her was complex, seemingly reluctant to part, which helped her regain some balance.

Unlike Liu Dalong's nightly revelry, Liu Jianjun and Zhao Qiuping had only made love once these past few days, but both found that time had passed, the passion was gone, and without the thrill of infidelity, sex had become almost a perfunctory affair, hastily finished; Liu Jianjun hadn't even ejaculated. This left Zhao Qiuping feeling both psychologically and physically unsatisfied, and she longed for the past even more.

The daily interactions between the four became increasingly subtle, an undercurrent quietly surging.

That morning, Liu Dalong put on his shoes, grabbed his briefcase, and was about to leave for work when Du Yue, wearing her pajamas, ran out of the bedroom, walked affectionately to him, and threw herself into his arms.

"Honey, drive carefully, come home early tonight... I'm going to take a shower."

Du Yue gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and turned to go into the bathroom. Du Yue was clean and showered every morning and evening, always feeling refreshed and fragrant.

Liu Dalong, carrying his bag, walked out and saw his son rushing downstairs in his pajamas, looking pained and clutching his stomach. He whispered anxiously, "Dad, I caught a chill tonight, and to make matters worse, the drain on the third floor is clogged. Can I use your toilet?"

Liu Dalong frowned. "Yue'er is taking a shower."

"Hey, I can't worry about that now. I can't possibly poop in my pants, can I?"

Liu Jianjun jumped in without another word

, heading straight for the bathroom. Liu Dalong shook his head and started to walk out, but suddenly a thought struck him, and he stopped. He wondered if anything might happen between the young couple who had once shared a bed under these circumstances. So he turned back, quietly crept behind the bathroom door, and eavesdropped.

Liu Jianjun went in and relieved himself, then got up, ready to leave. Suddenly, Du Yue's voice came from behind the shower curtain: "Honey, you're back again? Perfect timing, go to the bedroom and get me another nightgown, mine got splashed with water."

Liu Jianjun was taken aback, realizing Du Yue had misunderstood that Liu Dalong had returned. It wouldn't be appropriate for him to go and get her a nightgown; he thought it was just a small favor, so he decided to help. He went to the bedroom easily, opened the closet, took out a women's nightgown, and returned to the bathroom.

He intended to hand it to Du Yue through the shower curtain and leave quickly, but Du Yue, hearing him come in, actually came out from behind the curtain, happily saying, "My dear husband, you're so good."

Both of them froze. Du Yue, not expecting her ex-husband, stood there naked; Liu Jianjun, not expecting to meet her in such an awkward situation, was also at a loss for words. But he suddenly realized how beautiful and alluring Du Yue looked: her long, wet hair was disheveled, and her fair skin was covered in water droplets, making her appear even more radiant and captivating; her rosy nipples and thick, dark pubic hair seemed to have been moistened by spring rain, making them exceptionally dazzling and causing Liu Jianjun's eyes to race and his heart to pound.

How come he hadn't noticed how charming Du Yue was before? It seemed that not only was "a book borrowed cannot be read," but he also always thought that other people's wives were better—men are just like that, they don't cherish or care about their own wives until they lose them and then realize their preciousness. Liu Jianjun felt a pang of regret, but also a sudden surge of sexual desire. His penis involuntarily hardened, creating a small tent under his pajamas…

Du Yue noticed the situation, blushed, and then smiled smugly: “What’s wrong? Do you think I’m not bad? Regret giving me to your father?”

Liu Jianjun found Du Yue’s voice incredibly pleasant now, her pretty face like peach blossoms after rain, alluring and captivating, her large eyes sparkling with charm, utterly alluring. He involuntarily took a step forward, wanting to embrace this captivating beauty.

Du Yue giggled, blocking his outstretched arm, and laughed: “What do you want? I’m not your wife anymore.”

Liu Jianjun suddenly felt his mouth go dry, and he actually pleaded: “Let me hug you… please?”

“Then you have to agree to one condition, and I’ll let you hug me.”

Du Yue was unyielding.

“Go ahead.”

Liu Jianjun swallowed hard.

Du Yue smiled mischievously, "If you call me 'Mom,' I'll treat you like my son, and I don't mind letting you hug me."

Liu Jianjun, feeling embarrassed, pleaded in a low voice, "Yue'er, I'm older than you. Besides, we used to be husband and wife, how can I say that?"

Du Yue got angry and said resentfully, "It's all your own fault! If you hadn't wronged me, why would I have married your father? Is it a loss for you to call me 'Mom'? Compared to the hurt you've caused me, what is this? I won't force you, if you don't want to, then leave now, and we'll keep to ourselves from now on."

Liu Jianjun, however, was reluctant to leave, his eyes lingering on Du Yue's body, his already throbbing penis becoming increasingly agitated. He asked expectantly, "If I call you that, will you let me hug you?"

"Yes, I keep my word."

"I won't just hug you, I'll kiss you too,"

Liu Jianjun said tentatively.

Du Yue smiled sweetly, teasing him deliberately, "Then it depends on your sincerity."

Liu Jianjun opened his mouth, but couldn't bring himself to call out. He took two steps closer, brought his mouth to Du Yue's ear, and whispered, "Mom."

"Hmm, good son, let Mom hug you."

Du Yue felt a strange mix of emotions. The man before her was handsome and dashing; she had originally entrusted her life to him. The sweetness of their honeymoon had made her feel incredibly happy; but the good times didn't last long, and his heart was no longer with her. She felt inferior, helpless, and heartbroken, yet she still held onto all her feelings for him until she witnessed his betrayal. Out of revenge, she had a relationship with her father-in-law, which led to this situation by mistake. Although she was happy with her father-in-law, deep down she couldn't forget him, the first man in her life, the pioneer who transformed her from a girl into a young woman.

The two embraced tighter and tighter, Du Yue's heart surging with passion. When Liu Jianjun kissed her lips, she responded hungrily, desire burning fiercely within them. One of Liu Jianjun's hands began to ravage Du Yue's breasts, while the other kneaded her buttocks. Du Yue let out a passionate moan; she couldn't resist this man, reason seemed to have vanished, and she involuntarily indulged herself.

Liu Dalong, who was peeping outside the door, saw this scene and was surprised that he wasn't angry. Although he was a little jealous, he found it very exciting, and his penis became hard.

Liu Jianjun hurriedly took off his pajamas, tossed them aside, then picked up Du Yue and placed her on the washbasin. He spread her legs and thrust his penis into Du Yue's already wet vagina. Both of them cried out in pleasure; this time, their lovemaking seemed more exciting and thrilling than ever before.

Zhao Qiuping also came downstairs; she was worried because Liu Jianjun hadn't returned yet and had come down to check on him.

When she peeked through Liu Dalong's bedroom door and saw him furtively peeking into the bathroom, she found it strange and quietly went over to look in as well. Liu Dalong noticed the extra person beside him and quickly gestured for her to be quiet, then pointed inside.

Zhao Qiuping looked inside and almost fainted. Her lover didn't like her, his new flame, yet he was so passionately entwined with his old flame, leaving her angry, resentful, and helpless. However, hearing the lewd sounds coming from the other side, her suppressed lust surged up, and her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Liu Dalong's crotch.

Seeing the live sex show before him and smelling Zhao Qiuping's feminine scent, Liu Dalong was also uncontrollably aroused; his penis was already hard, a bulge forming in his crotch. He turned to look at his former wife and saw Zhao Qiuping's rosy face and large, watery eyes. He couldn't help but recall when they first fell in love, Zhao Qiuping had been just as passionate, driving him wild.

His penis was throbbing hard, and he knew the woman beside him was also aroused. He decisively picked up Zhao Qiuping and headed straight for his son's bedroom on the third floor. Zhao Qiuping let out a soft cry and clung tightly to the man, letting him do as he pleased.

It was Liu Dalong's first time in his son's newly cleaned bedroom. He placed the woman on the bed and began undressing. Zhao Qiuping blushed, but also took off her nightgown, lying on her back on the bed, looking at her impatient ex-husband with seductive eyes.

Liu Dalong's eyes blazed with desire. He straddled Zhao Qiuping with his thick, hard penis, and the woman immediately spread her legs wide to welcome this familiar face.

When the two were once again joined in, they both let out incredibly pleasurable moans, as if they had rediscovered their former passion.

People always learn to cherish what they have regained, and both of them subconsciously gave it their all. This time, their lovemaking was more intense and unrestrained than ever before.

Liu Jianjun and Du Yue's lovemaking was nearing its end. When he wanted to ejaculate, Du Yue insisted that he pull out and ejaculate outside. Liu Jianjun, naturally, dared not haggle and obediently complied. He had just finished tidying his clothes when Du Yue urged him to leave quickly. Liu Jianjun didn't dare say anything more, gave Du Yue an awkward smile, and left the bathroom.

When he returned to his bedroom on the third floor in his pajamas, he was stunned to see two naked people on the bed, uttering incredulous sounds: "You...you..."

Liu Dalong had finished his battle with Zhao Qiuping, happily ejaculating into her vagina, and was now lying there chatting with her. Seeing his son enter, he preemptively said sternly, "What did we do? Do you think we don't know what you just did?"

Liu Jianjun immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, speechless and utterly embarrassed.

Zhao Qiuping, however, was completely at ease this time, instead advising Liu Dalong, "What are you doing? Don't scare the child."

Du Yue also entered in her pajamas, immediately understanding what was going on, and chuckled, "Looks like old flames are hard to let go!"

These words made both men lower their heads. Du Yue glanced at Zhao Qiuping and asked the two men, "You men are always so greedy. Honestly, don't you want to have both women on your hands, unwilling to give up either of them?"

Liu Dalong looked ashamed, but Liu Jianjun raised his head and tentatively asked, "Is it okay?"

Liu Dalong glanced at his son in surprise, then immediately looked at Du Yue's face, afraid she would be angry.

Du Yue smiled faintly, "Anything is possible. As long as everyone thinks this way, it's a good thing. Actually, women also hope to have more love, fantasizing that all the excellent men in the world will fall at their feet, but they just don't have the opportunity. Otherwise, why would Wu Zetian have kept so many male favorites? Anyway, time is running out, so let's do whatever makes us happy."

Unconsciously, Du Yue became the core of the family, and Zhao Qiuping also looked at this former daughter-in-law with new respect, nodding approvingly.

Du Yue snuggled up to Liu Dalong in bed and said gently, "Honey, you're not angry about what I said, are you?"

Liu Dalong embraced the lovely woman and said sincerely, "I never realized you were so thoughtful. I like that. Let's do it this way. This way, our family will be more harmonious than before, and everyone will be happier."

Du Yue then turned to Zhao Qiuping and asked, "Do you think this is appropriate?"

Zhao Qiuping, still immersed in the afterglow of her recent climax, nodded with a blush on her face. Du Yue suddenly straightened her face and said to her, "But I have one last condition. You have to agree to it before I can lend you my husband."

Everyone was taken aback, wondering what new trick Du Yue would come up with next. Unexpectedly, Du Yue chuckled and said, "This condition is very simple. Qiuping, you call me 'Mom.' That's not difficult, is it? Jianjun already did."

Zhao Qiuping's smile froze, and she glanced at Liu Dalong helplessly.

Liu Dalong found it amusing and nodded at her. Zhao Qiuping opened her mouth but couldn't utter the word. Du Yue laughed, "It's just a form of address, isn't it? I'm not trying to take advantage of you, I just want to see if you can let go. If you care about everything, this game can't continue."

Liu Jianjun also advised, "Qiuping, just call her that, it's not like it'll cost you anything, it's just to make everyone happy, right?"

Zhao Qiuping lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper, "Mom~~" Du Yue chimed in crisply, "Oh, look how beautiful my daughter is!"

Liu Dalong and his son both burst into laughter. Zhao Qiuping, who had been feeling shy and embarrassed, smiled at everyone's happiness.

Seeing her father surrounded by two beautiful women, enjoying the bliss of having two wives, Liu Jianjun couldn't contain himself. He took off his pajamas, jumped onto the bed, and exclaimed, "Here I come..."

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