Lustful desires, Li Xianzhuang (75)

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Chapter 75 Qiao Yuan didn't think much of it and instinctively asked, "What about Junfu's saliva?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted it. Sure enough, Hu Meixian's big eyes shot out a sharp light. Qiao Yuan cursed himself for being a pig-headed fool and quickly smoothed things over, "I mean, what if Junzhu and Junlan happen to be away from home?" Hu Meixian coldly said, "Junfu's saliva is fine too. Apart from my saliva and theirs, there is no other water in the world that can release the scent of jade. You should treat Junzhu well in the future." Qiao Yuan finally understood. He thought that this was fate. Fate wanted him, Qiao Yuan, to marry all three daughters of the Li family. Although Hu Meixian didn't say it explicitly, she had already tacitly approved of Qiao Yuan getting Li Junlan. She just didn't want to agree verbally. As for Li Junfu, Hu Meixian would never agree to Qiao Yuan touching her. Unfortunately, she was negligent as a mother. She never thought that her precious little girl Li Junfu's pure body had been played with by the bold and lustful Qiao Yuan, and her uterus, which was only fifteen years old, had been contaminated by Qiao Yuan's semen. It was three in the morning. Seeing that Qiao Yuan was still focused and attentive, Hu Meixian was secretly pleased. "This child is teachable!" she thought, feeling a surge of affection. She ended her lesson, saying, "Alright, that's enough for today. Go back to your room and rest." As Qiao Yuan stood up, Hu Meixian said softly, "Oh, by the way, I left some money in your room, a million. Sometimes, Aunt Hu encourages you to spend it. I don't mean spending it on extravagant lifestyles like gambling or whoring, but rather buying things, occasionally helping others, accumulating small acts of kindness." Qiao Yuan seemed to understand, "That's profound! But getting me to spend money is easy, isn't it?" Hu Meixian smiled, "As long as you don't take..." "Money can be used for bad things." Qiao Yuan was thinking about something, and he slyly reminded Hu Meixian, "I did a lot of good deeds today, bought a lot of things, and even bought condoms." "Oh dear, I almost forgot." Hu Meixian then remembered that she was going to teach Qiao Yuan how to use condoms. Seeing Qiao Yuan take out a large pile of condoms, she couldn't help but laugh, "You bought so many." Qiao Yuan chuckled, "I didn't know which kind would suit me, so I bought a little of each. Not many, not many. If I use one at a time, I'll use them up quickly..." Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Yuan realized he had misspoke and quickly covered his mouth, stealing a glance at Hu Meixian. Seeing his future mother-in-law looking sullen, Qiao Yuan was extremely embarrassed. "Take off your pants." Hu Meixian picked up a condom, tore open the packaging, and deftly took out the slippery object. Although she had seen Qiao Yuan's penis before, she was still shocked when he pulled down his shorts. Her hand trembled, and the slippery object fell to the ground. Her heart pounded. She couldn't help but ask coquettishly, "Is it always this hard?"
"No." Qiao Yuan didn't know how to explain. His heart was also pounding because he had a vivid memory of Hu Meixian not wearing underwear at the moment. Her underwear was burned and thrown in the trash can. "Why is it always so hard? I noticed you were hard just now." Hu Meixian was annoyed. She even suspected that Qiao Yuan had a physiological disease. Qiao Yuan hesitated for a while before revealing the truth: "I saw Aunt Hu's pubic hair just now, and it got hard."
Upon hearing this, Hu Meixian was immediately filled with shame and anger: "Why were you looking around like that?" Qiao Yuan dared not speak. He felt very wronged, his erection standing tall. Actually, Qiao Yuan's persistent erection was partly Hu Meixian's fault. She loved beauty and usually wore bodycon skirts to accentuate her curves and make her legs appear longer. With high heels, she looked even taller and more elegant. This style had become almost her standard, and the Li family was used to it. Tonight, they needed to burn silk for the lesson, but couldn't find any in the basement. Too lazy to go back to the inner quarters, Hu Meixian simply took off her underwear and burned it. Later, while explaining jade to Qiao Yuan, Hu Meixian's skirt repeatedly revealed glimpses of her underwear. Qiao Yuan, with his sharp eyes, looked again and again. In the prime of his youth, his testosterone levels were high, and his erection remained stubbornly erect. Despite her anger, Hu Meixian still told Qiao Yuan to sit down. He sat opposite her, and whether she was blinded by anger or her mind was in turmoil, she still didn't cover up the view beneath her skirt. Qiao Yuan had excellent eyesight; the basement was brightly lit, and he could see not only pubic hair but also the plump, full vulva. Hu Meixian picked up another condom, her hands no longer trembling, but a strange feeling lingered in her heart. She carefully examined the penis she had never seen before, observing it up close for the first time. Clearly, it was thicker than her husband Li Zhaolin's, more than half a finger longer, the entire shaft dark and shiny, perfectly formed, without even a bit of foreskin, seemingly without any veins. At first glance, it looked...? The "plaster" was actually more like a large water pipe, because apart from the slightly larger glans, the shaft was almost the same diameter and thickness as a water pipe, making it incredibly imposing. Hu Meixian subconsciously squeezed her legs together, which conveniently blocked Qiao Yuan's view. Qiao Yuan thought Hu Meixian had discovered his misbehavior and closed his eyes in fright. Tearing open the outer packaging, Hu Meixian took out the slippery condom and pulled it open. Her heart surged like a raging storm. Her sexless body felt like a smoking volcano, ready to erupt at any moment. The large water pipe was too shocking. In a daze, a ridiculous thought flashed through Hu Meixian's mind: If this guy were to penetrate me, could I handle it? Hmm, I should be able to handle it. Junzhu and Junlan could handle it, so I should be able to handle it too. "Did you do it with Junzhu today?" Hu Meixian asked, reaching out her hand. Just as she was about to grasp Qiao Yuan's large water pipe, for some reason, she was a little nervous and dared not hold on. "No, it's hard to say later." Qiao Yuan opened his eyes and saw Hu Meixian's hand in the air. Qiao Yuan was very nervous. In his heart, he desperately wanted Hu Meixian's beautiful little hand to grasp his big pipe. "What do you mean? It's already past three o'clock. It's hard to say. Can't you two control yourselves?" Hu Meixian couldn't help but get angry, thinking that Qiao Yuan would go to her two daughters to relieve his lust later. "Junlan might come to my room." Qiao Yuan was telling the truth, but he was cunning. He deliberately emphasized that he and Li Junlan were already inseparable, making Hu Meixian admit that they had slept together. When Hu Meixian heard this, she knew that she could no longer stop the second daughter from liking Qiao Yuan. She couldn't help but feel depressed: "This is outrageous. Lock the door and don't let anyone in." "Okay." Qiao Yuan agreed to Hu Meixian, but in his heart, he was thinking that he would definitely have sex with Li Junlan later. After seeing Hu Meixian's vulva, Qiao Yuan's lust was aroused and he needed to have sex. Even if Li Junlan didn't come to him, he would. Hu Meixian sighed, and with a swift movement, she grasped Qiao Yuan's large penis. Her heart was once again shaken; its burning heat, its thick hardness, and its astonishing length left her speechless. She tried to calm herself, and with her other hand, she placed a condom on the head of his penis. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Oh dear, this condom won't do! It's too small!" Qiao Yuan was filled with regret and recounted the incident: "I said I wanted a large size, but the salesperson laughed at me, saying I was lucky to fit into a medium." Hu Meixian was both amused and exasperated: "Why do you care about the salesperson? Don't you know your own size?"
Qiao Yuan looked bewildered. "I really don't know what size I am." Hu Meixian knew what was going on. "Even the large size might not work for you. You need the extra-large." "Ah." Qiao Yuan scratched his head. Hu Meixian threw away the condom in her hand and picked up another brand. But she put it down as soon as she saw it. "This one won't work either. None of the condoms you bought today fit you. Go buy some more tomorrow." After thinking for a moment, she took it upon herself to buy them. "Fine, fine, I'll buy them. You're such a worry." "Okay, okay." Qiao Yuan didn't want to go to those convenience stores again. He wasn't tall, and the clerks didn't associate him with the "extra-large" size at all. Hu Meixian didn't let Qiao Yuan clear away the condoms scattered on the table. She waved her hand anxiously. "Go to sleep. Remember to close the door." "I remember, I remember." Qiao Yuan said, and then happily scurried out of the basement. Hu Meixian followed closely behind, closing the iron door to the basement and returning to the small room. Without bothering to take off her clothes, she spread her plump legs, closed her eyes slightly, and gently pinched her high, firm breasts with one hand while the other touched her vulva. Under the bright light, her pencil skirt had been rolled up, revealing her beautiful, steamed-bun-like vulva. The pubic hair was lush, plump, and fragrant, and the folds of flesh were winding and clustered, surrounding the tender flesh. A slender, snow-white finger with bright red nail polish couldn't wait to press on the tender flesh, squeezing and rubbing it back and forth until it was glistening like syrup. Suddenly, a moan lingered: "Oh, it's too thick, I can't take it, it's too thick, God, how could you put it in..." ※※※ "Last night I really studied jade with your mother until four o'clock. I was too sleepy, so I didn't come to find you. I didn't mean to go back on my word, so don't be angry." "Hmph." The proud Li Junlan rarely let anyone coax her. If she really threw a tantrum, not even a god could appease her, unless she was just pretending to be angry. On the way to school, Qiao Yuan started coaxing Li Junlan until they arrived at school, at which point Li Junlan agreed to forgive Qiao Yuan. "I'll stay at school after lunch today. Come find me in the classroom, remember, Grade 11, Class A." Li Junlan lightly tossed her silky hair and looked coldly out the car window. Qiao Yuan quickly smiled apologetically, "I'll definitely be there, I'll definitely be there." Li Junzhu blinked her big eyes, excitedly saying, "Oh my, Junlan wants to make love in the classroom? How creative! I want to stay at school too." Li Junfu understood the situation and wasn't about to let her two older sisters have all the credit. She blushed shyly, her dimples deepening, "I... I'll stay at school too." Li Junlan didn't speak, barely managing to suppress her laughter. The three schoolgirl beauties exchanged glances, got out of the car together, and headed towards the school gate with their backpacks. As they walked, they started running and giggling, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Only their charming laughter still echoed in the air. It wasn't easy to appease these three little devils. Qiao Yuan shook his head and sighed, then quickly drove to the foot massage parlor. He asked the girl on duty and learned that Long Xue was still in VIP room number two. It was still early, so she was probably sleeping. However, Qiao Yuan didn't dare to be careless. Last night, he noticed that Long Xue was in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to ask her what was wrong. He had intended to give Long Xue a foot massage to help her relax and cheer her up, but Hu Meixian's phone call forced him to rush home, leaving Long Xue neglected. Although he had instructed Yan Anmeng to take care of Long Xue, Qiao Yuan was still a little worried. He thought for a moment and decided to go into VIP room number two to check on her, just in case something had happened. He tiptoed in and was relieved to find Long Xue lying on the massage bed talking. Listening carefully, Qiao Yuan realized that Long Xue was talking to her mother, Diao Lingyan, on the phone. Long Xue, with her sharp eyes, also noticed Qiao Yuan. She quickly hung up the phone, staring at him with her big eyes. "Hehe, you can go back to sleep." Qiao Yuan rubbed his hands together, chuckled twice, and was about to leave when Long Xue said disapprovingly, "You came in without knocking."
Qiao Yuan was a little embarrassed, "I thought you weren't here, so I came in." Long Xue's eyes darted around, and she stretched, "You promised to wash my feet last night." Qiao Yuan agreed without hesitation, as if to make up for his promise from last night. Long Xue excitedly sat up from the massage bed, her hair disheveled, "I want a toothbrush and a towel." Qiao Yuan smiled broadly, naturally obliging her every request. The Long family's riverside villa was already bathed in the morning light. Having gotten up early, Diao Lingyan went to the bathroom to call her daughter to avoid waking the two men beside her. She was worried about her daughter, but after only a few words, her daughter hung up. Diao Lingyan was very worried and quickly washed up, preparing to go to the "Peace of Mind" foot massage parlor to pick up her daughter and take her home. In the large mirror above the bathroom sink, Diao Lingyan's figure seemed even more alluring than before. Her breasts, clad in a white, lace-trimmed camisole, bulged high like a tent; her porcelain-white legs were long and straight, and faint red marks lingered on her snow-white, pert buttocks. Actually, Diao Lingyan wanted to sleep a little longer, but she worried that if her son and husband woke up, they would repeat the absurd and crazy scene of the previous night. After being tormented by them all night, Diao Lingyan's body ached all over. She had just heard on the phone that her daughter hadn't come home last night, but had spent the night at the foot massage parlor that used to be her family's. Diao Lingyan felt anxious and guilty; she had to rush to the parlor to see her daughter. Just as Diao Lingyan finished applying her lipstick, Long Xueli also entered the bathroom. Young people are young after all; he was full of energy after waking up, and his morning erection was obvious. Diao Lingyan looked at her son in the mirror and couldn't help but feel her face slightly flush. Long Xueli came up behind Diao Lingyan, gently hugged her plump waist, rubbed his lower abdomen against her big, round buttocks, and slipped one hand into Diao Lingyan's lace panties, playing with her moist and warm flesh. His other hand slid into her bra and grasped a full breast, his fingers skillfully teasing the little fleshy nipples on the peaks. Diao Lingyan instinctively braced herself against the sink, slightly pouting her buttocks, and said coquettishly, "Xueli, stop touching me, Mommy has to go out." Long Xueli kissed his mother's ear and said sweetly, "I want to do it once more." Diao Lingyan hesitated, but after her son teased and groped her a few times, the desire within her suddenly flared up again. Diao Lingyan was surprised by her own desire; she didn't know that there was a sufficient amount of aphrodisiac in the red wine last night, and the effects of the aphrodisiac were still working. She herself had been stimulated by lust, and her mind had accepted incest, but her body was indeed exhausted from the indulgence. "You didn't get enough after doing it so many times last night," Diao Lingyan put down her lipstick, her delicate body trembling slightly. Long Xueli was adept at teasing women: "Making love with Mom is never too much, never enough." "Mom's all put on makeup, let's do it another day, okay?" Diao Lingyan feigned reluctance, saying "another day" but secretly allowing her son to continue his wanton ways. A finger was inserted into her sensitive vagina, and Diao Lingyan's pleasure suddenly subsided, letting out a soft moan. She looked seductively at the two people in the mirror, one was herself, and the other was her handsome son. Her son was very restless, and Diao Lingyan couldn't resist anymore. Long Xueli grinned smugly: "Mom's so sensitive." Diao Lingyan thought of her daughter, grabbed her son's wrist, and said softly, "Xueli, take your hand out quickly. Xiaoxue didn't come home last night. She went to 'Reassured' and stayed there for one night. I need to go see her right away."
"What?" Long Xueli exclaimed in surprise, quickly pulling his hand away and straightening his mother's posture. His eyes widened as he asked, "Mom, you said Xiaoxue spent the night at the club?" Diao Lingyan nodded. Long Xueli felt a surge of unease and a vague sense of foreboding. "I'm going too! Damn it, could Xiaoxue have been messed with by that Qiao Yuan?" Diao Lingyan shared this worry. She wasn't sure about her daughter's current situation, but she reassured Long Xueli, "You're overthinking it. I just spoke to Xiaoxue on the phone. She's fine. Last night she was tired from shopping and wanted to go to the club for a foot massage, but Qiao Yuan was busy, so Xiaoxue didn't go." "Wash it off, Qiao Yuan isn't as bad as you think. He saw that Xiao Xue didn't want to go home, so he offered to let her stay in VIP room number two and even had someone buy her a late-night snack." Long Xueli sneered, "Hmph, he has ulterior motives and is plotting something." Diao Lingyan knew that her son had a deep-seated prejudice against Qiao Yuan, so she naturally didn't want him to go to the club with her: "Xueli, you've just been released, don't run around everywhere. You've learned such a lesson, and you still don't know how to keep a low profile. If something else happens, Mom doesn't have that much money to save you." Long Xueli was just saying it; if his sister Long Xue really lost her virginity to Qiao Yuan, it would be useless for him to go and settle accounts with Qiao Yuan now. Thinking about his unresolved troubles, Long Xueli said dejectedly, "Alright, call me if anything comes up."
Diao Lingyan smiled and nodded, her desire largely subsided. Long Xueli, however, was still unwilling to give up, pleading, "Let me kiss Mommy's breasts one more time." Diao Lingyan reluctantly agreed. She carefully applied makeup while her son, Long Xueli, suckled at her breasts, creating a truly enchanting scene. Meanwhile, in VIP room number two of the "Reassuring" foot massage parlor, the scene was equally enchanting. A long-haired beauty, dressed in a very sexy and revealing short massage outfit, was receiving a foot massage from a young master-like masseur. The massage had been going on for over twenty minutes, and the beauty seemed to have fallen into an ocean of pleasure. Her face was flushed, her heart pounding, and her body was frequently exposed. This beauty was Long Xue, and the young master-like masseur was naturally Qiao Yuan. All the techniques for teasing a woman, whether formal or Qiao Yuan's own creations, were applied to Long Xue's delicate feet. Looking at Long Xue's blissful face, Qiao Yuan grinned mischievously: "Feels good, doesn't it?" Long Xue looked envious: "Your girlfriend Li Junzhu must be very happy. She can have you wash her feet every day."
Qiao Yuan, beaming, said, "Of course she's happy! There's nothing more comfortable than washing her feet, and she asks me to do it for her every day." Long Xue's face flushed instantly, and she cried out in a coquettish voice, "You're so naughty!" But Qiao Yuan straightened his face and said seriously, "What are you thinking? I said ear cleaning." Long Xue burst into laughter, "I don't believe ear cleaning is more comfortable than washing feet." Qiao Yuan was also laughing, though his face wasn't smiling. He was secretly enjoying himself, playing with the jade-like feet in his hands. He wanted to further seduce Long Xue. There was no greater sense of accomplishment than defiling his enemy's sister. At this moment, Qiao Yuan was filled with a desire for revenge. Of course, if Long Xue were ugly, Qiao Yuan wouldn't be interested in making a move. The Long Xue in front of him was definitely a top-notch beauty. She was tall, even taller than Li Junzhu. She had porcelain-white legs and two jade-like feet. Qiao Yuan especially liked Long Xue's outfit of white running shoes and a short skirt. Li Junlan had worn a similar outfit before, but Long Xue was healthier. When she wore running shoes, she exuded a healthy aura. "Ah..." Long Xue frowned and moaned softly, not in pain or discomfort, but in pleasure. Qiao Yuan's heart raced. He noticed that Long Xue's massage pants were wet, but she was completely unaware. Qiao Yuan decided to be bolder. He slowly massaged Long Xue's ankles with both hands, then quietly moved upwards, past her calves, and massaged the sensitive area behind her knees, a region densely populated with nerves. Just as Qiao Yuan was about to make his move, there was a knock on the door. Long Xue said it might be her mother. Qiao Yuan quickly went to open the door, and sure enough, Diao Lingyan was standing there, looking anxious. Long Xue cheered upon seeing her mother. Diao Lingyan, seeing Qiao Yuan personally washing her daughter's feet, exclaimed in surprise, "Master Qiao, why are you washing Xiao Xue's feet? You're too kind. You're the boss now." Qiao Yuan smiled and welcomed Diao Lingyan into the room, saying, "Even the boss has to serve his guests." After her mother sat down beside her, Long Xue eagerly asked, "Mom, A Yuan said that ear cleaning is more comfortable than foot washing. Is that true?" Diao Lingyan was taken aback, then giggled, "This is the first time I've heard of that. I wouldn't dare get my ears cleaned." Her eyes kept glancing at her daughter. This was the first time Diao Lingyan had seen her daughter wearing such a sexy massage outfit. A man and a woman alone in a room together, Diao Lingyan couldn't help but feel suspicious. However, massage outfits were common, and Diao Lingyan couldn't very well scold her daughter for exposing her body in front of Qiao Yuan. "Xiao Xue, are you done washing? Your father and brother are waiting for you to have tea," Diao Lingyan hinted to her daughter that it was time to change and leave. Long Xue hesitated. She noticed her mother's meaningful look, but feeling completely relaxed and weak, she didn't want to leave so soon. Upon hearing the names of the Long family father and son, Qiao Yuan felt a surge of disgust. While he wouldn't hold a grudge against Diao Lingyan, the memory of her being raped by Long Xueli at the teahouse filled him with contempt. Just then, Qiao Yuan glanced at Diao Lingyan's delicate feet, noticing her rosy toes, so alluring and tempting. A strong physical reaction arose within him, a desire to defile them. His eyes darted around, and Qiao Yuan spoke first: "Little Xue's mother, Little Xue hasn't finished washing yet. Would you like to wash your feet too? I recently discovered a new massage technique that many people have tried and found very satisfying and comfortable." The words "very comfortable" unexpectedly provoked Diao Lingyan. She had once had Qiao Yuan wash her feet and greatly admired his skills. She thought, since she was already here, why not let Qiao Yuan wash and massage her feet? Last night, she had a wild night with the Long family father and son, and her body was sore and sensitive, desperately needing a massage to relax. Qiao Yuan's suggestion was exactly what Diao Lingyan wanted; in her mind, Qiao Yuan was undoubtedly the best massage therapist. Thinking of this, Diao Lingyan excitedly nodded: "Xiaoxue, then you rest first. Mommy also wants Master Qiao to wash her feet; I can bask in your company." Long Xue was overjoyed; she could chat with Qiao Yuan a little longer. Qiao Yuan, seeing Diao Lingyan's naked body, was deeply impressed by her beautiful figure. He pretended to be kind and suggested: "Xiaoxue's mother, why don't you change into a massage gown like Xiaoxue? It's more comfortable to have your feet washed in a massage gown." Diao Lingyan, unsuspecting, readily agreed. Since her daughter was wearing a massage gown, there was no reason for her to wear a suit for a foot bath; that would be too awkward. While Diao Lingyan was changing, Qiao Yuan finished the last few relaxation techniques for Long Xue, including some teasing and flirting. Long Xue had no idea what groping or massage meant; she was simply so comfortable that her eyes were watery and her body was limp. Her affection for Qiao Yuan grew, and she even asked for his contact number, implying that he could contact her anytime. Qiao Yuan was secretly excited, wanting to strike while the iron was hot and win Long Xue over. Unfortunately, with Diao Lingyan around, Qiao Yuan had to restrain himself. He was thinking even more audaciously, plotting to kill two birds with one stone with the Long family mother and daughter. So, Qiao Yuan pretended to be clueless, not understanding Long Xue's hints, making her quite embarrassed. Soon, Diao Lingyan came out, dressed, walking gracefully, incredibly sexy. Qiao Yuan's certain parts immediately stood at attention. Diao Lingyan wore a short brown massage outfit, her ample breasts truly astonishing, and her porcelain-white legs were as smooth as if coated with ice, breathtakingly beautiful. Qiao Yuan inwardly exclaimed: So sexy, so beautiful! If Long Xueli could have such a beautiful woman, why can't I? Diao Lingyan gracefully sat down, her porcelain-white legs slightly parted, and naturally placed her two jade-like feet into the wooden tub. The water in the tub was already cool, having been used by Long Xue earlier. Seeing Diao Lingyan's easygoing nature, Qiao Yuan didn't bother changing the tub; instead, he diligently picked up the spare kettle and added hot water to the tub. Diao Lingyan thanked him repeatedly, then made a request: "Master Qiao, I'll still call you Master Qiao. Could you please massage my back and shoulders later? I tripped and fell last night, and I feel unwell all over."
As if finding a perfect pillow, Qiao Yuan readily agreed to Diao Lingyan's request. He even pretended to ask if she was hurt and if she needed to see a doctor. Diao Lingyan had no injuries and stammered that she didn't need one. Long Xue, standing nearby, seemed indifferent. She understood why her mother wanted a massage; Long Xue knew perfectly well that her mother hadn't fallen at all. The extremely lewd scene from last night flashed before her eyes, and Long Xue was still incredulous: "My God, how could Mom be so lewd with my brother and father? It's unbelievable! Am I dreaming?"
Diao Lingyan was heartbroken . A mature and intelligent woman, Diao Lingyan felt uneasy when she saw Qiao Yuan offer her a massage. She suspected he was being overly solicitous and had ulterior motives. After a moment's thought, she deliberately distanced herself from Qiao Yuan: "Xiaoxue, remember to pay when you come here. This club no longer belongs to the Long family. We can't let Master Qiao serve us for free." Qiao Yuan did indeed have ulterior motives. He genuinely liked Long Xue; and he also coveted Diao Lingyan. After witnessing Long Xueli's rape of Diao Lingyan, Qiao Yuan had become infatuated with her. Now, with both mother and daughter massaging him, it was like two fat ducks at his beck and call. How could Qiao Yuan easily let them go? However, he was cunning and deliberately flattered the mother and daughter first: "Xiaoxue's mother, I'm willing to provide you and Xiaoxue with free services."
Long Xue, innocent and naive, was overjoyed, but Diao Lingyan felt uneasy. There's no such thing as a free lunch. The more Qiao Yuan acted this way, the more wary she became of him. Her previous good impression of him completely changed. If it weren't for needing a foot massage from Qiao Yuan, Diao Lingyan would have taken Long Xue away immediately. Qiao Yuan, unaware of Diao Lingyan's growing distrust, diligently and vigorously massaged her feet, his techniques continuous and gentle. Diao Lingyan felt completely comfortable, and her dislike for Qiao Yuan lessened—a contradictory situation. Unexpectedly, the innocent Long Xue proudly boasted to her mother, "Mom, let me tell you, Qiao Yuan said I'm pretty, and he couldn't wait to wash my feet. He's very happy when I wash his feet, so he's willing to do it for free." This statement was like a thunderbolt to Diao Lingyan. Her eyes widened: "Is it true, Master Qiao?" Qiao Yuan, embarrassed, could only nod. Long Xue's mood instantly improved, and a captivating blush appeared on her beautiful face. Diao Lingyan was lost in thought. As Long Xue's mother, she could sense her daughter's feelings. Long Xue's sudden absence from home last night must have a reason. Diao Lingyan secretly analyzed that her daughter must have fallen for Qiao Yuan, which was why she had made an excuse to come to the club to see him last night. Thinking of this, Diao Lingyan suddenly realized something and focused her attention on Qiao Yuan. She secretly observed his expression, trying to find any clues that he liked her daughter, Long Xue. Soon, Diao Lingyan noticed that Qiao Yuan had been stealing glances at Long Xue several times. Diao Lingyan even suspected that her daughter might have lost her virginity to Qiao Yuan last night. "Xiao Xue doesn't need to pay, I'll pay," Diao Lingyan said, feeling a surge of anger. She felt embarrassed but also didn't want Qiao Yuan to work for nothing. Besides, she would be getting massages on other parts of her body later, and given Qiao Yuan's level of skill, his fees would be considerable. Diao Lingyan was unwilling to accept Qiao Yuan's favor. Qiao Yuan didn't think much of it and said with a grin, "Xiaoxue's mother is also very beautiful, free, completely free." Upon hearing this, Diao Lingyan's suspicions were confirmed. She sighed that all the women in the Long family were attracted to the men from the Li family. Naturally, Diao Lingyan recalled her intimate moments with Li Can, and his hook-shaped penis. A lustful desire began to rise within her, slowly spreading. Suddenly, a joint on her foot became numb and tingly, and Diao Lingyan couldn't help but cry out, "Ah, sizzle..." "Does it hurt?" Qiao Yuan asked softly, a sly smile flashing in his eyes. Diao Lingyan temporarily stopped reminiscing. She half-closed her eyes and gently shook her head, "It's okay, a little pain is actually comfortable. Master Qiao, you don't need to worry about me. I can cry out if I want to, you can massage me." Long Xue had wanted to chat with Qiao Yuan, but seeing her mother so comfortable, she worried that chatting with Qiao Yuan would affect his work. Boredom overwhelmed her with drowsiness, and coupled with not sleeping well the night before, she couldn't resist any longer. As soon as her eyelids closed, she leaned against the back of the sofa and fell into a deep sleep. Seeing this, Qiao Yuan immediately got up, took a silk blanket from the massage bed, and covered Long Xue with it. The VIP room was air-conditioned, and Qiao Yuan was worried that Long Xue would catch a cold. Diao Lingyan watched Qiao Yuan's actions, deeply moved, but more so wary. She knew that if her daughter continued to associate with Qiao Yuan, losing her virginity would be a minor matter; more importantly, it would jeopardize her daughter's lifelong happiness. Thinking of Li Can, Diao Lingyan couldn't help but sigh. All the good men in the world were already someone else's husbands. Qiao Yuan already had a girlfriend, yet her daughter had fallen for him. Deeply loving her daughter, Diao Lingyan didn't want her to continue in this situation and had to cut it off while the feelings were still budding. After much deliberation, Diao Lingyan devised a plan. She decided to sacrifice her looks and seduce Qiao Yuan in front of her daughter. She believed her daughter would be enraged and see through Qiao Yuan's philandering ways. How could she seduce him without even dating him? Diao Lingyan found the idea amusing, her face flushing slightly. She sized up Qiao Yuan. He had delicate features, not exactly handsome, and far less charismatic than Li Can. However, he exuded a calm cunning. His eyes were bright, his movements practiced, and his hands were special—long, slender, and fair, much like a woman's hands. Touching a woman's skin would inspire trust, a belief that he could bring pleasure. Sure enough, Diao Lingyan frowned slightly, and a seductive moan escaped her lips. "Ah." It seems this little boy is worth seducing. Confused and disoriented, Diao Lingyan couldn't possibly stoop so low as to seduce a man she despised. Suppressing a laugh, she slowly parted her porcelain-white legs. She knew this action would allow Qiao Yuan to clearly see the slight bulge between her legs. To hide her shyness, Diao Lingyan continued to moan, thinking: "Oh God, do I really have to seduce Qiao Yuan? Is it worth it? Will he take the bait?" Her moans were captivating. Even though Diao Lingyan had never seduced a man before, she knew how. Women are born with the ability to seduce men, especially someone as beautiful as Diao Lingyan. "Ah, so comfortable." Diao Lingyan couldn't help but feel nervous. She wasn't entirely confident she could seduce Qiao Yuan. What if she failed? Diao Lingyan hadn't even considered this possibility. Judging from her past interactions, Diao Lingyan only needed to use a little charm to attract men. She didn't believe Qiao Yuan wouldn't take the bait. Qiao Yuan, of course, took the bait. He wasn't a god; even a god would find it hard to resist the allure of such a stunning beauty. Diao Lingyan's seductive methods flowed like mercury in an instant. Her eyes were like water, her moans like whispers, she swayed her soft waist, raised her pert buttocks, and even intentionally or unintentionally tugged at her massage clothes, revealing a tiny bit of pubic hair for Qiao Yuan to see. Diao Lingyan's heart pounded like a deer's. She couldn't believe she was so lewd; perhaps she was just naturally so. Qiao Yuan never dreamed that the woman he wanted to seduce was seducing him. At this moment, even without seduction, Qiao Yuan was burning with desire. The jade-like feet in his hands were even more beautiful than Long Xue's; how could he not be tempted? The teasing of her acupoints didn't stop. Qiao Yuan was convinced that in just five more minutes, Diao Lingyan would become aroused and, like Long Xue, her lower body would be wet. A wave of heat enveloped Diao Lingyan's body, her desire growing stronger. The aphrodisiac still had its effects, stimulating her and making her bolder and more alluring. Her charm blossomed like a peony: "Master Qiao, why do you keep looking at my legs? Are they really that beautiful?" Qiao Yuan was embarrassed, wanting to laugh but not daring to. He subconsciously glanced at Diao Lingyan's genitals and porcelain-white legs, and retorted, "Xiaoxue's mother, your legs are indeed beautiful, even more beautiful than Xiaoxue's. Don't blame me, I only look because they're beautiful. Last time when I washed your feet, you were wearing leggings, so I didn't see them all. This time I saw them clearly."
Qiao Yuan meant no harm, but Diao Lingyan took it to heart. She thought to herself, "He even remembers wearing leggings last time. He really is a lewd scoundrel." She became even more determined to expose Qiao Yuan's true colors. The thought crossed her mind, and Diao Lingyan deliberately bent her left leg slightly, reaching out to touch and pinch her inner thigh: "I'm a little chubby here. Ten years ago, my legs were quite nice." Qiao Yuan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets; his blood was instantly boiling, and his crotch bulged. Diao Lingyan's massage top was rather loose, and when she bent her leg, Qiao Yuan could see the inside of her thigh through the edge of the top. The area was darker in color, contrasting sharply with her snow-white porcelain skin, and several strands of hair were peeking out. The full outline of her vulva was almost visible. Qiao Yuan was extremely excited and quickly flattered her: "Not chubby, not chubby, this is the best look. Let me massage your legs."
"Thank you for your hard work, Master Qiao. My legs are a little sore, could you please give them a good massage?" Diao Lingyan smiled sweetly, but in her heart she was cursing Qiao Yuan for becoming more and more lewd and daring. She had already noticed a large bulge in Qiao Yuan's crotch. Qiao Yuan was different from usual at this time. He was wearing designer trousers that fit well, not the loose uniform of the club. When he had a physical reaction, it was easy to expose it clearly. Qiao Yuan knew he had a physical reaction and that Diao Lingyan would see it. He wasn't afraid of being seen by Diao Lingyan because he also wanted to tease her. He was waiting for Diao Lingyan's lower body to become wet, so Qiao Yuan boldly lifted one of Diao Lingyan's long, beautiful legs and gently massaged her calf: "Does it hurt here?" "Mmm, it hurts so much." With porcelain-white, delicate skin, Diao Lingyan bit her cherry lips, her beautiful face flushed. She felt sensitive all over; wherever Qiao Yuan's hand touched, it sent electric currents through her. Diao Lingyan secretly scolded herself for being lewd. She hadn't even seduced him yet, but she was already thinking about that kind of thing. She could only continue to bite her lip to suppress her desire. She had to seduce Qiao Yuan first. If Qiao Yuan made any excessive moves, she would wake up Long Xue and let her daughter see that the boy she liked was actually a little hooligan. "Perhaps it's because you've been wearing high heels for too long, Madam Long." Qiao Yuan glanced at the exquisite high heels placed beside the sofa, then slowly lifted one of Diao Lingyan's porcelain-white legs over his shoulder. His fingers precisely massaged the acupoints on her calf. After a while, he massaged her knee. Just when Diao Lingyan thought Qiao Yuan was going to move towards her inner thigh, Qiao Yuan unexpectedly stopped. He turned his attention back to her feet, which were the focus. Qiao Yuan concentrated on several key acupoints on the soles of Diao Lingyan's feet. Diao Lingyan felt a jolt of electricity throughout her body, and her breathing gradually became rapid: "Ah, Master Qiao..." "Relax your body." Qiao Yuan gently reminded Diao Lingyan. As if instilling a spell, Diao Lingyan completely obeyed Qiao Yuan's instructions and relaxed her body. Qiao Yuan then switched to the other foot, using his unique flirting techniques to precisely massage those acupoints on the soles of her feet. Diao Lingyan felt as if she were floating on clouds, so comfortable that she didn't want to open her eyes. Finally, Qiao Yuan saw what he wanted to see. Diao Lingyan unconsciously became wet, the wetness seeping into the crotch of her massage pants, leaving a spreading welt. Qiao Yuan was incredibly excited. He glanced at the sleeping Long Xue, then suddenly whispered to Diao Lingyan, "Mrs. Long, I have a way to make you more comfortable. Would you like to try it?" Diao Lingyan's heart pounded. She thought, "Alright, this lecherous guy is about to take the bait. He'll definitely come up with some lewd idea. I'll agree first and see what tricks he plays." She said sweetly, "Okay, use whatever method you want, as long as it makes me feel good." Her words were loaded with meaning, a subtle hint, and at the end, she gave Qiao Yuan a watery look. Who in the world could resist such allure from a beautiful woman? Qiao Yuan's heart was stirred; he was certain Diao Lingyan was moved. His lust grew a hundredfold. He gently lifted one of Diao Lingyan's delicate feet with his long, slender, white hands, bringing it close to his nose. His gaze fell upon her porcelain-white leg, almost a straight line. Qiao Yuan sincerely flattered, "Madam Long's legs are so straight, so strong, not loose at all, so white and tender." Diao Lingyan knew Qiao Yuan had ulterior motives, but she was still happy: "You like my legs, don't you?" Qiao Yuan kneaded her feet with both hands. He flattered her, saying, "I like it. A woman's beauty is judged by her legs. Madam Long's legs are the most beautiful I've ever seen." Diao Lingyan giggled, her body burning hot. She deliberately raised her voice, "If Long Xue hears this, she'll be unhappy."
Qiao Yuan chuckled, "Even if she's unhappy, I'll still say it. It's the truth." "Then... then what part of me is prettier than Xiao Xue's?" Diao Lingyan's eyes were alluring as she stared intently at Qiao Yuan, wondering what he was up to with his nose so close. Did he want to smell her feet? Diao Lingyan was wrong. Qiao Yuan didn't want to smell her jade feet; he wanted to eat them. In his dazed state, Qiao Yuan blurted out, "Milk... oh, I mean breasts. Madam Long's breasts are prettier than Xiao Xue's."
Diao Lingyan's heart skipped a beat. She thought, "This guy is starting to flirt with me so brazenly. Isn't he afraid I'll get angry?" In fact, Diao Lingyan wasn't angry at all. She seemed to be completely immersed in the role, acting as a mature woman seducing a boy. To force Qiao Yuan to take the initiative, Diao Lingyan became even more explicit. She deliberately looked down at her ample breasts and feigned surprise: "How do you know my breasts are prettier than Xiaoxue's? Have you ever seen Xiaoxue's breasts and mine?"
Qiao Yuan was secretly excited because Diao Lingyan had picked up on his words. She was willing to talk about important parts of the body, which meant that Diao Lingyan was indeed aroused. Qiao Yuan couldn't help but feel thirsty and spoke even more brazenly: "You're both wearing the same style of massage clothes. From the outside, Madam Long's breasts look firmer and bigger. I really want to touch them." "Ah, what did you say?" Diao Lingyan looked shocked, her heart pounding like a drum. Qiao Yuan was a little nervous, but seeing that Diao Lingyan wasn't angry, he felt relieved and teased her with a grin, "I said I really want to massage Madam Long's breasts. Such beautiful breasts need a lot of massage to stay beautiful." Diao Lingyan raised an eyebrow and said coquettishly, "You know how to massage a woman's breasts?" Qiao Yuan pecked at her like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, I know. When I massage a woman's breasts, she feels very comfortable. If Madam Long doesn't believe me, you can try it. If you don't feel comfortable, you can just not massage me." "You think I..." Diao Lingyan was almost about to yell, but she swallowed the word "idiot" back. She immediately changed her mind, "Then I'll try." Qiao Yuan was overjoyed. He picked up one of Diao Lingyan's jade feet with both hands again, opened his mouth and sucked on all five delicate toes. Diao Lingyan was shocked. She was caught off guard. Suddenly, she trembled uncontrollably, flustered and stammering, "Ah, hey, hey, Master Qiao, why are you licking my toes?"
Qiao Yuan released her jade foot, his expression professionally soothing, "Relax, relax, this is the good method I was talking about. Madam Long, please relax. After I help Madam Long relax using this method, I'll massage your breasts." "Ah..." Diao Lingyan felt as if she had been struck by a powerful electric current. She was dizzy and dazed. At first, she tried to force her jade foot away from Qiao Yuan's mouth, but after struggling for a while, she unexpectedly felt that her jade foot was very comfortable, especially when the wet tongue darted between her toes. This comfort was even accompanied by intense sexual pleasure. Diao Lingyan had never experienced this kind of pleasure in her life. She was immersed in unparalleled happiness. She forgot her original intention. She originally wanted to expose Qiao Yuan's true colors, but now she didn't care. She wanted to enjoy the pleasure and experience comfort. Qiao Yuan was obsessed, hopelessly entangled in a foot fetish. He loved and was infatuated with jade feet; it was his Achilles' heel. When he sucked on a jade foot, intense sexual pleasure accompanied him. His penis became painfully hard, like a dragon trapped in shallow water, needing release. Just as he was sucking on another jade foot, Qiao Yuan pulled down his zipper, and his penis sprang out, soaring into the sky. Diao Lingyan initially didn't notice the arrival of her penis. She closed her eyes, moaning passionately, not caring if she was disturbing her daughter's sleep. Suddenly, she felt a hand touching her inner thigh, a very hot hand, occasionally bumping against her genitals. Wait a minute, Qiao Yuan was holding her feet in his hands; where did the hand come from? Diao Lingyan was puzzled. The hand kept pushing and poking, hitting the indented area several times. Diao Lingyan shuddered, opened her eyes, and saw—good heavens, was she seeing things? Diao Lingyan blinked, then widened her eyes as wide as she could. She saw a monster shaped like a giant water pipe. "Master Qiao... Master Qiao, what are you using to scare me?" If it weren't for the sleeping Long Xue beside her, Diao Lingyan would have screamed. [To be continued] [Last edited by Pipi Xia]

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