[Urban] Sunny Day at the Sea of Sex (Complete) - 1-3

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Chapter 1: Four's Journey 1

To be honest, this ingenious travel plan completely changed my opinion of Zeng Meimei. I was so amazed I wanted to sing her "Conquer" and a subversive song! Zeng Meimei's recent amazing feats have truly and utterly overturned my previous view of her. Before, in my mind, Zeng Meimei was just a typical big-breasted, brainless slut.

Now, her breasts are still the same, and she's still the same slut, but I admit I was wrong to say she's brainless. She not only has brains, but she's also incredibly clever and resourceful. Her clever ideas shine with intelligence, especially her profound understanding and insight into cuckoldry—a depth completely out of character for her age—which is truly astonishing and has ignited my immense curiosity to explore the reasons behind it all.

These past two days I've been in a frenzy of excitement about this plan. My only worry is Ning Hui's attitude. I'm not sure if she'll agree. After all, Zeng Meimei and I are going to be pretending to be lovers on the trip. It's fine during the day, but at night we'll be alone together in a room, which...

I'm starting to regret not telling my wife about what happened with Zeng Meimei at the wedding. Otherwise, I wouldn't be worrying about whether Ning Hui will agree to this trip.

I hate myself. If this grand plan falls through because of this, the magnificent and ecstatic oral sex my bride gave me in the bathroom to the wedding march will be utterly worthless.

I have to find a chance to confess as soon as possible. I've made up my mind. I'll take the gamble. Anyway, I already have my wife's "rogue license." As long as the license isn't revoked and the trip goes smoothly, I'm willing to kneel on a washboard all night.

That day, Ning Hui went to work. Apparently, she'd be out all day running errands, so she left her laptop at home.

Perfect timing! It's been a while since I've snooped on my wife's diary. As soon as Ning Hui left, I eagerly turned on the computer and went straight to her diary document.

Thankfully, there was an update.

"On [date], this absurd trip of playing someone else's girlfriend finally went according to the script my husband and that damned Mei Mei had hoped for. What makes me both laugh and cry is that my wife cheated on him again, yet my husband was so happy. And I lost my virginity again… 'Lost my virginity,' ha, that word came out of my mouth so easily. I don't even recognize myself anymore. How did I become this kind of woman? Have I really become so easy to sleep with men? Or is Beifang really that outstanding? Beifang, sigh, a handsome little brat, not bad, really quite handsome. It was a bit awkward with him at first, but after getting used to it, it's quite comfortable being with him. He's very charming and loves to make me happy, which is like you, my husband, just too clingy. But I'm really worried he'll fall for it. For us, I know it's just a game, but for him?"

"I'm so angry! I had another fight with Mr. Zheng. He

's made a mess of things at the company. Now, colleagues don't even dare to speak the truth. How can we manage anything like this? What future does the company have?

Are you alright? The company really can't function without you. I really want you back, but I'm also afraid to see you... I don't know what I'll be like when I see you again, or if I'll even dare to see you again?"

"Are you alright?" This is a classic phrase between ex-lovers. Of course, I know that "you" refers to Mr. Wang. Between the lines, I could tell my wife still had some lingering affection for her Wang Yingxiong. A faint bitter smile crept across my face. Ah, women, a little sentimentality is always endearing. Although not much time has passed, the memory of my wife, at my urging, finally falling into Mr. Wang's arms and sleeping with him is still vivid in my mind. The stimulation of my wife's flirtatious advances and the opium-like pleasure she experienced with another man is still there, but the sour feeling in my heart has turned into a jar of aged pickled vegetables.

"On [date], after returning from a date with someone from the North, I suddenly saw the map drawn on my husband's underwear, and I cried. How could I be such a selfish woman?

I know my husband really likes that little swallow, a good girl, hahaha, and later I finally gave my husband to her. Husband, are you happy? Such a beautiful top model, how much would she charge if she tried to seduce you? You didn't spend a penny, and you even got a 'license to be a pervert' issued by your wife, aren't you thrilled, husband?

Hmph, you're not allowed to run away with her. Actually, I'm not worried about my husband, but you must be careful not to hurt that young girl.

I love you, husband. As long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything. You don't know, that night you went on a date with the little swallow, even though I pushed you to go, afterwards she shed a whole basin of tears, her heart was breaking."

I love you too, wife. Seeing this, my heart warmed, and my eyes welled up with tears…

“Work was still going badly on [date], so annoying. Mr. Zheng is always deliberately making things difficult. I know he's up to no good, but I won't let him succeed.

Okay, worries are external, happiness is what matters. I feel like I'm becoming more and more indulgent. The other day I even let Beifang into a restaurant, I was so embarrassed… Maybe it's because I've been too irritable and stressed lately.

My husband often says a woman's sexual potential is limitless. If this continues, where will I go, a slut or a whore? Haha, actually, indulging occasionally, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone, the pleasure and excitement are clean and pure.

Okay, husband, you win. I'll indulge in being a slut for you, hee hee.”

“I won't let him succeed.”

What’s going on? My heart tightened. I have to be wary of this Mr. Zheng. He bullied my wife, I’ll sever his tendons. I’ll find a chance to ask my wife what happened.

"On [date], I never expected Zeng Meimei to get involved. Even more unexpectedly, while it usually ends in tragedy when a husband gets involved with his best friend, thanks to Meimei's meddling, it's become a comedy.

When Meimei told me she was determined to drag my husband down with her and offer herself to him, I couldn't believe my ears. She even called it compensation for me being his girlfriend in the North.

Sigh, I just can't do anything with her. Honey, you're so happy, aren't you? Another beautiful woman is being offered to you. Well, we're even now, hehe. Don't say I'm the magistrate and you're the commoner anymore.

That damn Meimei told me about a travel plan today." "I knew what they were up to the moment I heard them. Is this guy ever going to stop? He even came up with this idea! With this shrewd guy involved, it'll be a real headache later.

Mei Mei even said she'd already told her husband about this plan, wanting me to be someone else's girlfriend right under his nose—how perverted! I can imagine how excited my husband is to hear about this plan. I know what he's thinking; he's obsessed with seeing me make love with another man. Humph, he'll be drooling over it.

But honey, you didn't follow the three rules, so you'd better deal with it yourself. If you don't come and honestly explain what you did in the bathroom at the wedding, don't expect me to come." "

Okay, okay, I'll confess now, I'll confess now. This diary entry was worth reading today; its intelligence value is no less than the enemy city defense map we obtained before our general offensive.

My little boyfriend's flight information home was eagerly relayed to Zeng Mei Mei and Ning Hui the day before." My flight arrives tonight. This afternoon, Ning Hui forwarded me a message from him saying he wanted to see his beloved Ning-jie (older sister Ning) as soon as he got

off the plane. I knew my wife was actually asking me if she could be with her boyfriend tonight. I was about to approve when Zeng Meimei called.

"My brother's coming home tonight, you know?"

"Ha, Ning Hui just texted me about it, waiting for my approval for her date with her boyfriend tonight."

"Don't let Ning Hui go."

"Why?"

"Hold that kid back a bit. We're going on a trip in a few days. Let's keep him quiet for a while. When he sees your wife on the trip, he'll be like a wolf, his eyes practically green with greed, wanting nothing more than to devour her. That way, you'll get to see a real show, right?"

Zeng Meimei giggled on the other end of the phone.

Holy crap, what a trick! This Zeng Meimei is no ordinary woman, she's incredibly cunning.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant,"

I said sincerely, admiring her over the phone. "I'll immediately write to my wife that tonight is off-limits."

After finishing the call with Zeng Meimei, I immediately texted Ning Hui: "Honey, I have something to do tonight. Can you not go?"

"What is it, honey?"

"You'll know when you get home."

Ning Hui rushed home as soon as she got off work, looking suspicious as she entered the door and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

I didn't answer, but quickly took my wife's bag, handed her her shoes, served her tea and water, then gave her a gentle hug. After helping her sit down, I stood hesitantly to the side, took a piece of paper from my pocket, held it with both hands, and nodded to Ning Hui: "Please take a look, my dear wife."

Ning Hui took the paper with a look of "What's your husband up to now?" and then read it softly: "Letter of Apology: I hereby offer my deepest apologies to my wife for the following incident. On the day of my wife's friend's wedding, I, a foolish man, went to the restroom without informing her. Suddenly, outside the restroom door, I was abducted by a female warrior. This woman, dressed in a thin wedding gown, was incredibly agile and attacked me from behind, causing me to briefly lose consciousness. When I awoke a moment later, I found myself inside the restroom, where the female warrior's mouth was wide open, sucking on my penis. I was instantly filled with shame and indignation, and tried to struggle, but my vital points were immobilized, rendering me unable to move. I could only watch helplessly as the female warrior's tongue ravaged my groin, unable to stop her. Later, due to a loss of willpower, I lost consciousness. Gradually losing control, the woman stole countless amounts of the man's semen and left with a chilling air. This was a heinous robbery and rape. Although the perpetrator was a woman, she was meticulous and skillful, causing the victim to lose his senses before resorting to sexual violence. The victim, though a man, was honest and simple-minded. Having suffered this ordeal, he was physically and mentally devastated, and further violated the three rules of the Ning Mansion by failing to report the incident to the authorities in time. As a result, this foolish man was unable to defend himself, and his injustice was as heavy as snow in June, impossible to clear even if he jumped into the Milky Way. He now personally writes this petition for review, hoping that the officials will consider his first offense and the mental trauma he has already suffered. "I will be eternally grateful for a lenient sentence. Furthermore, I will deeply reflect on my actions and punish myself by kneeling on the washboard in the living room until dawn. I earnestly hope my wife will make a wise judgment."

Ning Hui finished reading in one breath, then burst out laughing, spitting out the sip of water she hadn't yet swallowed. She then looked at me, immediately trying her best to maintain a composed expression: "Still feeling ashamed and indignant, huh? I think you're just having a good time. What kind of self-criticism is this? It looks more like a plea for justice!"

One, two, three… I silently counted in my mind, trying to figure out how long my wife's face could hold up before she laughed again. Before I even reached five, I heard another "pfft! "

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly stepped forward and hugged my wife, sealing her laughing mouth with my own. Then my tongue slipped inside.

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui tried to say something, letting out a few soft moans before biting and sucking on my tongue.

Okay, pass! Now nothing can stop this great trip!

The trip was scheduled for the weekend a week from now. Zeng Meimei and I had already planned the route; the entire road trip would take about a week. Because of the long trip, everyone had taken their annual leave.

In the days leading up to the trip, even though that guy kept texting and calling me, I stubbornly refused to let Ning Hui see him, leaving him quite frustrated. At the same time, I used the same tactic I used before our last trip to my hometown in the north with Ning Hui: every night in bed, I would tease her relentlessly, but ultimately, I wouldn't give in. The desired effect was for my wife to go to see her boyfriend with a burning desire.

Everything was progressing as expected.

Finally, the departure day arrived. At the crack of dawn, Zeng Meimei called to say the car was already waiting downstairs. This time, we were driving Zeng Meimei's husband's SUV. According to the plan, she would pick us up first and then go pick up Zeng Beifang.

Ning Hui and I had already packed our things the night before. We usually travel together with matching bags, but this time I specially bought a new one to show that we were now two families. Ning Hui had way more stuff than me—clothes, cosmetics, shoes for all sorts of occasions, it was like a housewarming party for her to go out.

Downstairs, we saw Zeng Meimei wearing ridiculously large sunglasses that covered half her face, already waiting for us in the trunk.

"Look, two tents, a full set of top-of-the-line hiking gear,"

Zeng Meimei said proudly, pointing to the already packed trunk. Two tents? That immediately piqued my interest. I glanced at the folded tents; if we actually needed them… in such a small space, one would undoubtedly belong to Zeng Meimei and me, and the other, well, to my wife and her boyfriend. Just thinking about it made me excited.

"Haha, Zeng Meimei is so thoughtful

," I quickly flattered her. Now I had to treat this goddess well; the success or failure of this trip depended on her.

I packed Ning Hui and my luggage, then got into the driver's seat to start driving.

Just then, Ning Hui walked towards the passenger seat. As soon as she opened the door, Zeng Meimei patted her on the back: "Hey, honey, your seat is in the back. From now on, your husband belongs to me, okay?"

Ning Hui was startled, stunned for a moment before turning around and walking to the back. As she turned, she glared at both Zeng Meimei and me, clearly annoyed.

Zeng Meimei didn't care about anything else, got into the car, giggling carefree, and even leaned in to take my arm, calling me "darling" sweetly before letting me start the car. Damn it

, Zeng Meimei, don't be so aggressive! I thought to myself, "What a pain."

Sure enough, I heard Ning Hui mutter, "Hmph, that damn Meimei!" Then

she turned and looked out the window, clearly ignoring the two of them.

Now I was going to pick up my wife's boyfriend. My heart was pounding the whole way. What kind of attitude would this pent-up wolf have when he saw my wife?

The guy was already waiting by the roadside. Then the car stopped, he arranged the luggage, got in—all in lightning speed, like a layup.

The car door slammed shut, and four men and women, whose relationships had been completely reversed, were now on the same boat. In this increasingly cramped space, my wife had become someone else's girlfriend. No matter how much she enjoyed herself with other men, I could only watch helplessly. That feeling of being so close yet so far made my heart burn with rage, my adrenaline surge.

I took a good look at this legendary pretty boy in the rearview mirror. He was handsome, even a bit like Fei Xiang (a famous Chinese comedian). Crucially, his athletic background meant he had almost no boyish charm, but still retained a youthful innocence. To put it bluntly, he was a standard, sunny, handsome young man. To be fair, in terms of looks, he was a much better match for my beautiful wife than for me.

After getting on the bus, the guy ignored the two adults in the front row and went straight to my wife, trying to take Ning Hui's hand. I noticed that Ning Hui kept looking out the window and didn't glance at the guy once. When he reached for her hand, she just shook it off slightly. Zeng Beifang was

a little embarrassed, but then suddenly remembered that there was such a thing as politeness. He quickly nodded to the front row and called out, "Sister."

Then he turned to me and said, "And this is..."

Zeng Meimei's mouth was already forming the word "Ning," and she was about to utter the words "Ning the cook"—the moment those three words were uttered, the whole plan was ruined—luckily, the hero suddenly realized what was happening and quickly stuck out his tongue, saying to me in a deliberately coquettish voice, "Hehehe, darling, please state your name."

Damn, were they testing me? Luckily, I reacted quickly, and a name slipped out: "Lu Gong. Lu is the Lu of the army, and Gong is the Gong of respect."

Half a second after I finished speaking, Zeng Meimei started chuckling to herself. Then Ning Hui twisted her body slightly and chuckled softly.

Only Zeng Beifang was completely clueless, even calling out to me, "Hello, Brother Lu."

These two clever women finally understood. Apparently, in our dialect, "green" is pronounced as "Lu." You have to rearrange the two characters and pronounce it correctly. Oh

my god, Green Master! —This is Ning's brilliant self-deprecating humor.

Zeng Beifang is from the north and not familiar with our dialect, so naturally he didn't understand the nuances.

It, however, amused the two women. Zeng Beifang saw Ning Hui smile, and then heard her sister urging from the front, "Hey, hey, we know you two haven't seen each other in a long time, we won't see you being all lovey-dovey, haha."

Then I saw Zeng Meimei deliberately glance at me, her eyes full of smugness.

Zeng Daxia, don't you know I'm making a

suggestive joke?! Zeng Beifang was clearly emboldened by his sister, and leaned closer to Ning Hui again, reaching out to take her hand. This time Ning Hui didn't refuse, but she didn't let Zeng Beifang get too close, only allowing his lips to lightly touch her cheek.

Swish! That was the sound of my blood surging. This was the first time I had ever witnessed my wife being intimate with another man, even if it was just a light kiss on the cheek, it was right under my nose, and it was enough to send my body into a frenzy.

My gaze, which had been scanning the rearview mirror every now and then, finally met Ning Hui's eyes, and I saw that the spot where Zeng Beifang had kissed her instantly turned red.

Ning Hui quickly turned her head away, her eyes filled with shyness and panic.

Soon, the car entered the highway and sped towards the suburbs.

Inside, everyone chatted idly, mainly discussing their experiences abroad.

Zeng Beifang continued to make affectionate gestures towards my wife, touching Ning Hui's face here, ruffling her hair there, holding her hand tightly with one hand, and reaching behind her to wrap his arm around her waist with the other. Ning Hui, however, was still trying to maintain a slight forward lean to avoid being completely enveloped in Zeng Beifang's embrace. Zeng Beifang repeatedly tried to kiss my wife on the lips, but Ning Hui intentionally or unintentionally refused or avoided the kiss. I noticed Ning Hui's gaze frequently drifting into the rearview mirror, her face still visibly flushed.

My interpretation was that my wife was still adjusting psychologically and couldn't fully relax. Perhaps she felt like it was all a dream.

So I gave her a reassuring look, conveying a smile of relief that I believed only my wife could understand.

Zeng Meimei turned on the car CD player, played a soothing disc perfect for flirting, and then told Ning Hui how much her brother missed her while abroad, and how much his sister Ning missed him back home. She acted as

if she wanted to see more than enough, as if she wanted Ning Hui to immediately strip down and have sex.

Gradually, Ning Hui, perhaps unable to resist Zeng Beifang's strength, began to lean towards him… until finally nestled in his arms like a kitten.

This change in distance finally allowed Zeng Beifang's attempt to kiss my wife's lips to succeed within minutes of Ning Hui leaning against him. Seeing an opening he had somehow created, he suddenly moved his hand from Ning Hui's to her neck, turning her head to face him, and then his large mouth pressed against her lips without warning.

I think I heard Ning Hui moan softly; the rearview mirror reflected four intertwined lips.

At first, Ning Hui kept her mouth closed, refusing to open it no matter how much Zeng Beifang's tongue swept across her lips. But Zeng Beifang persisted, relentlessly licking Ning Hui's lips, trying to pry her mouth open. After about half a minute, the guy won again.

Seeing Ning Hui finally open her mouth with a soft sigh, Zeng Beifang, like a hungry wolf, wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away. His tongue immediately plunged into Ning Hui's mouth.

"Mmm," Ning Hui let out a muffled breath, and then I saw her lips begin to suck on the unrestrained tongue that had entered her mouth. Her throat began to gurgle, undoubtedly swallowing the saliva that the guy's tongue was stirring in her mouth. Hooray

, this was a sign that my wife was aroused and was actively responding.

Now, my wife and her boyfriend were locked in a passionate kiss, and I could only watch helplessly, and damn it, I had to be their chauffeur.

My whole body was stiff, my heart was in my throat, and suddenly I realized that through my clothes—because it was early summer, everyone was dressed in shorts—my crotch was twitching slightly.

Zeng Meimei didn't miss a thing, and she quickly said, "Slow down, slow down, calm down, calm down."

Damn it, how could I calm down? As a cuckold, how could I handle this stimulation? I floored the accelerator; nothing else could express my frenzied excitement…

Luckily, there was a highway service station nearby, and I quickly pulled over and stopped the car, finally separating Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang's lips and bodies from each other.

Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang went to the restroom one after the other. After they were gone, Zeng Meimei reached out and touched my chest, saying, "Your little heart can't take it, can it?"

"Damn, I really can't take it!"

Then Zeng Meimei reached down and touched my crotch: "Just now, when you saw your wife kissing him behind you, didn't you get hard?"

"You know that?"

I said, panting.

"Haha, I could tell even through your pants! This is just the beginning. Have you got your nitroglycerin ready? I'll drive later."

Zeng Meimei said to me, then gave me a flirtatious smile and got out of the car to get some fresh air.

A little while later, Zeng Beifang came back first and started whispering with Zeng Meimei in the back of the car. They were speaking in hushed tones, but I still caught the gist of it.

"Sis, I thought you were with your brother-in-law. Why are you with him?"

"What about him?"

"You two are lovers, right? And you and your brother-in-law…"

"Yeah, we're lovers. I'm doing fine with your brother-in-law too. Why can't your sister have a lover just because I'm doing fine with him?"

"Sis, isn't that a bit much?"

"What do you know, kid? Your sister Ning has a husband, and she's doing just fine. You still slept with him, didn't you?"

"This…"

Zeng Beifang clearly felt he was at a loss for words and couldn't respond for a moment.

Ning Hui returned shortly after, and after a brief rest, Zeng Meimei took over driving to continue the journey…

The first day's itinerary proceeded as planned, arriving at the designated stop in the evening—a picturesque small town. After driving around the town for a while, we finally found what was supposedly the most luxurious hotel in town for a meal.

After parking and checking in, Zeng Meimei deliberately had Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang watch the luggage while she pulled me to the front desk to register. It turned out she wanted the staff to find two adjacent rooms.

The staff searched for a while, and thankfully, there were only two adjacent rooms left.

So far, the trip seemed perfect.

When Zeng Meimei and I entered the room, while Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang went in together, I noticed Ning Hui walked very slowly, looking preoccupied. I saw her hesitate for a moment at the door before Beifang pulled her inside with an arm around her waist.

After settling in a bit, we went out to find something to eat for dinner.

The four of us strolled slowly through the streets, looking for local delicacies and experiencing the local customs and culture. This was a small town nestled along a large river, peaceful and serene. The air was crisp and clean, carried by the river breeze, making an evening walk in such an environment incredibly pleasant. I felt the fatigue of my day's journey completely dissipate with the river breeze.

Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang walked ahead, Zeng Beifang holding Ning Hui's hand, but Ning Hui's fingers only lightly brushed against Zeng Beifang's. Ning Hui's gaze would occasionally drift back.

This classic couple, a handsome young man and a beautiful young woman, constantly attracted attention on the street.

Following behind Zeng Meimei, our intimacy seemed less intimate. Although we walked side by side, there was a person's distance between us, and I looked somewhat dazed.

Zeng Meimei wasn't having it. She pouted and said to me in a coquettish tone, "Hey, look how affectionate they are, holding hands! That's what couples do! You have such a beautiful woman next to you, and you treat her like this?"

"Oh, oh,"

I mumbled, quickly reaching out to take Zeng Meimei's hand. This was the hand of a powerful figure; I couldn't afford to offend her.

Just then, Ning Hui turned around and caught a glimpse of me holding Zeng Meimei's hand. I saw her body tremble slightly, then she bit her lip and turned away. A moment later, where Ning Hui's contact with Zeng Beifang had been merely a light touch of their fingers, I saw her actively reach out and wrap her arms around Zeng Beifang's waist, then hug him tightly!

This subtle change, of course, was noticed by someone as astute as Zeng Meimei. She gave me a fawning smile, then linked her arms with mine, resting her head on my shoulder, muttering, "Haha, that's more like it."

We finally found a small, clean-looking restaurant. After we sat down, Zeng Beifang politely asked Zeng Meimei and me what we wanted to eat, holding the menu. After receiving our casual replies, he quickly handed the menu to Ning Hui, carefully asking her if she wanted any of the dishes. His attentiveness was truly remarkable.

Throughout the meal, Zeng Beifang's hand was almost always on Ning Hui's shoulder. He completely ignored me and his sister, constantly serving Ning Hui food and pouring her tea and water. Even when I was dating Ning Hui, we weren't this clingy. No wonder Ning Hui wrote in her diary that this guy knew how to charm her.

After finishing our meal, the guy was quite sensible and quickly paid the bill. Ning Hui went to the restroom, and I had already noticed that it was behind a corner and not visible from the dining area. So, I pretended to be calm and followed her there.

As soon as we turned the corner, seeing no one around, I grabbed Ning Hui, who was walking ahead, and whispered, "Wife, just now... just now..."

"What happened just now?"

Ning Hui turned around, a strange smile on her face.

"Just now in the car, I saw you kissing... kissing him."

"Hehehe, what's wrong, can't your heart take it?"

Ning Hui's smile became smug this time. Then she used her hand to remove my hand from her arm, "Please show some respect, my boyfriend is outside, Comrade Lu Gong." Holy crap

, I admit that "Comrade Lu Gong" really shocked me. Before I could even recover, Ning Hui, just as she was about to go into the restroom, turned back, made a face at me, and said, "Hmph, I'll make you drool!"

Since we had a long journey ahead of us tomorrow, we quickly returned to the inn to rest after dinner. This time, I saw Ning Hui enter their room without any hesitation, completely natural. It seemed Zeng Beifang had said something joking to him, and she playfully punched his shoulder with her small fist and said in a coquettish, endearing tone, "You're so annoying!

" This time, I watched as Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang's door slammed shut, and I stood there dumbfounded. Then Zeng Meimei pushed me into the room, saying, "Why are you staring into other people's rooms? Your room has this door, darling."

It was supposed to be the best hotel in the small town, but the rooms were a bit old, and the soundproofing was terrible. I could hear Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang talking next door, though I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I could hear their laughter and playful banter.

Poor soundproofing, damn it!

Zeng Meimei went to take a shower alone and soon came out naked, wrapped only in a bathrobe. The bathrobe must have been brought from home; it covered her body, revealing half of her breasts and highlighting her round buttocks, making her voluptuous figure jiggle as she walked. I then noticed that Zeng Meimei's skin was dazzlingly white, honestly, even whiter than Ning Hui's!

Zeng Meimei styled her hair for a while, applied some unknown substance to her face and certain parts of her body, and then got into bed. "Honey, go take a shower, what are you waiting for?"

I quickly took a shower, and unlike Zeng Meimei, I didn't come out in my pajamas, but dressed fully.

Then I sat on the edge of the bed, at least two people's width away from Zeng Meimei. I subconsciously listened to the sounds from next door, but it seemed quiet there.

What were they doing? Were they naked now, already entwined, or even more…? These haunting thoughts kept nagging at me.

Zeng Meimei was half-lying on the bed, the bath towel mostly removed from her body, revealing more of her breasts than before, her large, reddish-black nipples barely visible. Seeing my state, Zeng Meimei quickly patted the sheet beside her: "Come here, why are you sitting so far away? Am I a tigress going to eat you? Hurry up and take off your clothes and lie down!"

I obeyed like a wooden doll, taking off my clothes.

"Take off your underwear too,"

Zeng Meimei laughed, "Still shy?

It's not like we haven't seen this before." In a daze, I took off my underwear, still listening to the sounds from next door, and then crawled to Zeng Meimei's side, my penis dangling like a sausage.

Zeng Meimei then lifted the bath towel and leaned closer to me. My eyes were instantly filled with a naked, snow-white expanse. A soft, delicate, and flawless body clung to me, and Zeng Meimei's signature sweet voice rang in my ears: "Mmm, it's only comfortable to lie naked in a man's arms like this."

"Oh, oh,"

I mumbled. Seeing my somewhat flustered look, Zeng Meimei took my hand and placed it on her full, snow-white breasts. Then, she reached down and grasped my penis, saying, "I served it very well last time, so it should serve me well today."

"Absolutely."

I finally smiled gently at the woman before me. My penis felt the delicate, velvety touch of the woman's fingers encircling it. Zeng Meimei completely understood my thoughts. Seeing her climb over and press herself against me, she reached up to my face and played with my chin: "Guess what your wife and brother are doing right now?"

"Oh—"

This question made my body feel like it was collapsing, roaring like a tiger!

Before I could answer, a continuous sound came from next door. It was indistinct at first, but gradually became clear, clear enough that I could tell it was the moaning of a woman in a special state. I knew that sound all too well; it was like heavenly music to me.

It was Ning Hui's moaning, my wife's moaning under a man!

The moaning rose and fell, accompanied by another kind of slapping sound...

undoubtedly the sound of flesh hitting flesh. This sound was also like heavenly music at this moment.

My half-erect penis finally shot into the sky. I knew then that my wife was already writhing in pleasure beneath her boyfriend, whom she had been longing for!

Although I had heard her moans during sex, that was from a thousand miles away. Now, they were naked and intertwined, indulging in sensual pleasure, bathing in the river of love, just a few meters away from me.

I had always wondered about the limits of the stimulation that a cuckold could experience—I thought there were, but now I admitted I was wrong.

My body trembled like a leaf. Fine! Fine! Since your brother is having sex with my wife, then I'll give your sister a good fucking too!

I rolled over and pinned Zeng Meimei's white, naked body beneath me, raising my iron-hard penis and thrusting it into her vagina. That vulva was truly a masterpiece, exceptionally plump and beautiful.

With my thrust, Zeng Meimei moaned without restraint.

Suddenly, Zeng Meimei's phone rang. It was her husband calling.

"Mmm, husband, we've settled in... Mmm, do you want to know what we're doing now? Mmm, his cock... is fucking your wife's cunt!"

"Fuck me, my darling, fuck me!"

Zeng Meimei's lower body twisted and turned, her cunt tightly gripping my penis as she cried out to me. Then she said into the phone, "Did you hear that, husband? Husband, he's so good, he's fucking your wife's cunt, ah... so good, he's fucking your wife's cunt so... so good..."

As soon as Zeng Meimei's moans subsided, Ning Hui's soft moans gradually grew louder.

Chapter 46: Four People 2

I can't recite those rhymes, but there seems to be a passage in the ancient classic of married women, "The Carnal Prayer Mat," which roughly means that he who seduces another man's wife will have his wife seduced by another man. I don't know if Chairman Mao's quote, "If someone offends me, I will offend them," was inspired by this, but now I think this passage is somewhat plausible. Because I'm giving counter-evidence: the wife was first seduced by another man, and now I'm indeed seducing another man's wife.

"Give before you take" is a virtue, and Comrade Ning, the cook, wholeheartedly agrees.

Just then, Zeng Meimei's husband called, seemingly on cue—there was already a new adulterer named Lu Gong, and now another one—this is going to be interesting!

Zeng Meimei, beneath me, kept the phone on and held it in one hand, occasionally extending it to our intertwined lower bodies—speaking of which, in the sequel to "Eternal Love," there's a very romantic scene where Li Yapeng lets Lei Lei listen to the sea on the phone, presumably wanting the sound of waves crashing against the rocks to witness their eternal love—and now, Zeng Meimei held the phone close to the penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, letting her husband hear the same sound of waves, only the rocks were replaced by the man's penis, and the waves by a pool of plump, wet vagina.

That cock wasn't his, but that cunt belonged to his wife—as a deeply cuckolded husband, Comrade Ning knew all too well what this scene inevitably meant when the sounds of a cock and cunt colliding, transmitted through the phone's current, reached the ears of Zeng Meimei's equally cuckolded new husband.

Go ahead and masturbate, buddy, I've done that kind of thing plenty of times. To become a god-level cuckold, this is an inevitable process of mental and physical hardship. Look at Ning, his cock currently fucking your wife, isn't he smug enough for now? Before, this guy only masturbated when his wife was being fucked by other men; now he can fuck other people's wives and let their husbands masturbate.

I know perfectly well whether other people's husbands enjoy masturbating or not; it depends on whether I enjoy fucking their wives. This strange phenomenon has been proven countless times by my own masturbation experience: the happier my wife is being fucked by another man, the more energetic I get in my masturbation!

That very night, I went from being a cuckold, somewhat comically, to an adulterer—strictly speaking, I was playing both roles, since that idiot next door was also having a great time with my wife—anyway, things change, and since I'd taken being a cuckold to god-like status, I had to fulfill my duties as an adulterer.

So I increased the force of my thrusts and lowered my head, intently watching every tiny detail of my penis going in and out of Zeng Meimei's wet, plump cunt—just as my buddy Pi Shi, who had fucked this cunt before, had said, the tuft of pubic hair above the opening was finely curled, a perfect blend of black and brown—regardless of how seductive and wanton Zeng Meimei was, this exquisite pubic hair, exuding an aura of lust, was enough to ignite my animalistic desires and stir my lustful heart.

I couldn't resist touching it; the feel was as soft and smooth as touching a Persian tapestry.

So I imagined what it would feel like to hold those fine hairs in my mouth and roll them with my tongue—a tingling, numbing sensation.

My dear Zeng Meimei, I know you have a husband who loves you, but please allow me, as your lover, to adore your pubic hair…

and your plump cunt—every time my penis thrusts in and out, it turns Zeng Meimei's exceptionally thick labia inside out, from the edge to the inside, changing from black to red, like two scallops being poked and sucked by a stick, with a plump, reddish-black clitoris at the tip, glistening with glistening fluid.

I quickened the piston-like thrusting of my penis into that beautiful cunt, resulting in my penis, inside and out, being covered in Zeng

Meimei's gushing, swirling vaginal fluid. Zeng Meimei's irresistibly seductive voice was now fully awake, constantly holding the phone to her ear so her husband could clearly hear her moaning under another man.

I couldn't hear what Zeng Meimei's husband was saying on the phone, but the lewd moans she made into the phone sent chills down my spine.

"Husband...husband...he's really fucking your wife so well, ahh...ahh! His cock is so amazing...it feels so good...so good..."

"Mmm...husband, are you enjoying it? You feel good being fucked by another man, don't you? Okay, husband, I'll make him cum inside your wife's cunt later, and bring it all back for you to lick! Ahhhhh, ohhh..."

What's going on? Her husband likes this kind of thing? Or is he just joking? This is so damn...perverted! It seems that his cuckoldry skills are truly unfathomable. Whether true or not, those words always triggered some kind of lustful impulse within me, making my penis incredibly hard. Then, I began to thrust wildly into Zeng Meimei's beautiful, newlywed wife's voluptuous vagina…

“Mmm, I’m almost there, where should I cum? Should I pull out?”

I felt the urge to ejaculate and quickly asked Zeng Meimei.

“Cum inside, darling, it’s a safe period…mmm…pulling out won’t feel comfortable…ahhh,” Zeng Meimei’s face was flushed, her breath coming in short gasps, but she still gave me a seductive smile.

Then I went all out, ready to unleash my semen, but strangely, despite my frantic thrusting in and out of Zeng Meimei’s vagina, I remained hard and wouldn’t ejaculate. Zeng Meimei seemed to be cooperating, waiting for my moment to ejaculate, her legs wrapped around my waist swaying gracefully with her hips…

Her phone was still recording everything in the room with her husband.

I knew what I was waiting for.

I remember in elementary school, our teacher asked us to make sentences using the phrase "rising and falling in waves." I once wrote a completely awful sentence: "I didn't do well on this test, and when I got home, my parents' criticisms of me rose and fell in waves."

The teacher marked it with a big X.

Tonight, I realized that "rising and falling in waves" can be so beautiful. Just a few feet away, Ning Hui's sweet, melodious moans drifted in through the wall like a gentle stream, seemingly coordinated with Zeng Meimei's passionate cries from inside. They rose and fell in a harmonious interplay, the exquisite sounds of two women simultaneously experiencing pleasure beneath a man, their union becoming the most magnificent movement in this cuckolded feast.

I waited... I knew I was committing adultery by having sex with someone else's wife, but I always had an undying lust for my wife. What truly triggered my climax was my own wife, who was currently entwined with a handsome man next door, enjoying another man's penis.

Suddenly, Ning Hui's long, drawn-out moans abruptly rose in pitch, turning into crisp "Oh—!"

This was followed by a rapid creaking sound, seemingly from the bed, and then a long "I'm coming!"

I knew my wife had finally reached her climax under her boyfriend.

Ning Hui's signature orgasm screams made my penis uncontrollably ejaculate violently inside Zeng Meimei's vagina. Zeng Meimei, amidst shouts of "Husband!" into her phone and the intense thrusting of my penis, also reached the peak of pleasure. After

a while, both rooms gradually returned to quiet. Zeng Meimei and I quickly washed up and tidied ourselves in the bathroom. We

went back to bed.

I knew that as a man, I couldn't just pull out my penis and deny everything, so I gentlemanly took the initiative to pull the still naked Zeng Meimei into my arms.

Zeng Meimei's flushed face from her recent orgasm hadn't completely faded, and her body was slightly hot. She leaned languidly against my chest.

I gently played with her nipples, which were beginning to soften, and Zeng Meimei seemed to enjoy it, responding by playing with my fingers as I touched her nipples.

"Hehe, you usually sleep naked too?"

I asked, clearly a very intimate topic for later discussion.

"Yeah, you think only your wife sleeps naked?"

Zeng Meimei replied sweetly, then pressed her smooth, full body tightly against mine.

"Haha, how did you know Ning Hui sleeps naked?"

"Tch, it's because I told her how comfortable and beneficial it is to sleep naked back in college that your wife started sleeping naked."

"Oh, I see. Ning Hui's a naked sleeping addict now."

"Hehehe, just imagine your wife next door is probably lying naked in my brother's arms right now, just like I'm lying in your arms."

Zeng Meimei teased me deliberately, "How do you feel?"

I shuddered, "Heartbreaking."

"Hehehe, you only told me half, but it's still exciting, isn't it?"

Zeng Meimei looked at me and said, her eyes a little tired, but still radiating a seductive light.

"Mmm, that was exciting. Meimei,"

I suddenly remembered the mystery that had been nagging my curiosity, and now the chance to unravel it was right in front of me, "your husband called while we were doing that, to ask if you and your husband could talk about it? I'm just wondering, how can a young girl like you know so much about this kind of thing?"

"Hehe, I know what you want to ask. To be honest, my understanding of you cuckold-crazy men really comes from my husband!"

"I guess so. So what does he do? How did you two meet?"

My fingers began to play with Zeng Meimei's other nipple.

"Yeah, he studied finance. He worked at a foreign bank for a few years before returning to China. I met him at a friend's party."

Zeng Meimei picked up the water glass on the bedside table, took a sip, and continued, "He had just returned from abroad not long before. After that meeting, we felt we were a good match, and we had a little bit of a crush, so we went to a hotel. I thought it would be another one-night stand or something, and I never expected that we would have any further involvement. Unexpectedly, after a while, he asked me out again. Hehe, maybe because he was still not very good in bed, I finally slept with him again. Right after this time, he told me that he liked me and had fallen in love with me. I told him that I didn't want to be in a relationship or get married. Then I said that I had many male friends I could sleep with. I originally wanted to scare him and make him give up the idea. But I didn't expect..."

"Hehehe, you were the one who got scared, right?"

I could pretty much guess how the story would go.

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei chuckled softly, "Yes, I didn't expect him to say I knew all of this. I've done a thorough investigation into your lifestyle and background. I know you've slept with many men, and your views on sex are very open. I thought only I could make you happy. I asked him, 'You're too arrogant, how do you know you can make me happy?' He then said something that really surprised and shocked me at the time, which piqued my curiosity and was the reason I later agreed to date him."

"What did he say?"

"He said if we established a romantic relationship, I would have complete freedom to control my body. I could sleep with any man I wanted or liked, even after we got married. Haha, I thought, 'Really? There really are men like that in the world.' Out of pure curiosity, I agreed to be his girlfriend and give it a try. And he never interfered. Whether he was with me or abroad, I was always dating other men. I couldn't understand why he would do that; I was practically cheating on him! Later, he told me it was because he truly loved me and wanted me to have more experiences and pleasure. I initially thought he was using this as an excuse to fool around with other women, but he really wasn't. From dating me to marriage, he never touched another woman besides me."

"Wow!"

My mouth dropped open in surprise. "Are you the one who treats others like dirt? Just like my ex-wife?"

"No, really. I encouraged him to go out and have fun, to find other women and stuff, and I even had my best friend seduce him, but he refused every time. Hehe, unlike some people!"

Zeng Meimei looked at me, pinched my nose, and smiled mischievously. "He lets others sleep with his wife while he sleeps with other people's wives."

I knew this girl was teasing me, so I pretended to be innocent: "Tch! It was you who seduced him. You can't really blame me, who could resist what happened at the hero's wedding!"

"Hehehe, actually, I didn't really care about you at first. I was firmly against you dating Ning Hui. Do you remember that guy? My college classmate with Ning Hui, Lu Xiaobin, the guy who chased Ning Hui from freshman year to senior year?"

"Of course I remember. Oh, that guy later said he went to another city, do you still have any news about him?"

I asked thoughtfully.

"No, after graduation, he never contacted any of our classmates again. We didn't even know where he went. Ning Hui told me she was almost moved to say yes after all the hard work he put in to win her over, but then you snatched her away. Besides, I really dislike those pedantic, pretentious intellectuals. So, at first, I really didn't take you seriously."

"Hehehe, I know the turning point came when I treated you to some hairy crabs, right?"

"Get lost,"

Zeng Meimei raised her hand and punched my chest. "Do you think I'm so easily bought off? This change was gradual. Later, I realized you were really good to Ning Hui, and Ning Hui loved you very much too. I saw that. Besides, you have a bit of talent, and your little bit of acting cute is quite endearing. You're not pedantic at all. So, I gradually accepted you as your wife's best friend. Your wife's best friend is like your wife's family, you know."

"Hehehe, thanks. The most important thing is to have good character; personal charm is the key!" " Was that when you started to like me and began trying to seduce me?"

"Go away, you're so conceited. I wasn't interested in you at all back then; I just started to like you more."

"Hahaha, I know whose rice you slept with," I said, feigning mystery.

"What do you mean?"

"Pi Shi, my buddy. Don't tell me you didn't eat him later, haha." Mentioning Pi Shi, who had slept with Zeng Meimei, I felt I was being a bit presumptuous, but the words were already out and couldn't be taken back.

"Ah?"

Zeng Meimei suddenly paled, her face flushing red—damn, I never thought the seasoned Zeng Meimei would blush.

"That guy has too much of a mouth! He took advantage of me and then went around telling everyone! Let's see how I deal with him!"

Zeng Meimei said angrily through gritted teeth.

"Hahaha, you've got him completely infatuated. How about I invite him out for a threesome?"

I pinched Zeng Meimei's nipple hard.

"You wish! I only have threesomes with my husband! Besides, I haven't been in contact with Pi Shi for ages!"

"So you've had a threesome?"

"I'm not telling you!"

Zeng Meimei pouted and turned her head away.

"Hehehe, okay, okay, honey, don't be angry anymore, keep telling me about your husband."

"Well, later on, I gradually found out that my husband has a cuckold fetish. He told me that besides wanting me to get more pleasure, he also gets a lot of stimulation from it. He even told me that the stimulation was even greater than having sex with other women."

"Hehehe, so that's why he only lets you have sex with other men, but doesn't have sex with other women himself?"

"Maybe. It seems weird, right? But in other aspects, he's no different from an ordinary person. He's quite outstanding, and he's incredibly good to me. Our families are well-matched, and both sets of parents are satisfied. Besides, you know, marriage alone makes it hard for me to give up men. Rather than having someone cheat on me behind my back, this transparent way is better. My husband says that having an affair in the open is more protective of the marriage. That's why I chose him. Later, I found myself gradually falling in love with him too. People have feelings, so we got married. With such a cuckolded husband, how could I not know about you? I know all about your cuckolded nature."

"That's right, that's right."

I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

After hearing Zeng Meimei's story about her husband, who was both a returnee and a cuckold, I couldn't help but sigh. When did being a cuckold become a reason for someone to marry you?

Finally, I fell asleep embracing Zeng Meimei's soft, snow-white body. Before falling asleep, I insisted on clutching a tuft of her soft pubic hair. I've said it before, from an adulterer's perspective, I absolutely adore this tuft of pubic hair.

They say you can't wake up when you're thirty years old, and you can't fall asleep when you're thirty years old. Despite traveling all day yesterday and tossing and turning all night, I still woke up just as dawn was breaking.

I lay in bed with my eyes open for a while. Zeng Meimei isn't a very well-behaved sleeper; she always likes to rub against me. Right now, her two white thighs are wrapped around my stomach.

I lay quietly, my ears perked up, trying to listen to something in the direction of the next room.

But the dawn there was completely silent; not even the sound of a mosquito flying by could be heard.

I really couldn't fall back asleep, so I decided to get up and go for a walk, and breathe in some fresh morning air.

So as not to wake Zeng Meimei, I tiptoed out of bed. After getting dressed and washing up, I was about to leave when I heard Zeng Meimei's voice behind me: "Hey, what are you doing, all quiet?"

"Hehe,"

I turned around, "I was afraid of waking you. I couldn't sleep, so I was just about to go for a walk and then get some breakfast."

"Okay, wait for me!"

Zeng Meimei jumped out of bed in a flash. "I'm going to eat too, I'm a little hungry."

Zeng Meimei quickly got ready and then followed me out of the room.

"Should we invite Ning Hui and the others to eat together?"

I asked Zeng Meimei casually as I was about to close the door.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Meimei gestured with her lips towards my shoulder. I looked over and saw a prominent sign hanging on the door of Ning Hui and Bei Fang's room: Do Not Disturb.

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei laughed heartlessly as always, "Look, they're enjoying their sweet time together, don't bother them. Ning Hui is someone's girlfriend now, it has nothing to do with you."

Then she took my arm, snuggled close to me, and pushed me towards the stairs: "You haven't gotten used to it yet, darling, Ning Hui is someone's girlfriend now, it has nothing to do with you." Damn

, Zeng Meimei's words "someone's girlfriend" immediately conjured up an image of Ning Hui sleeping soundly, naked, nestled in Zeng Beifang's arms.

I felt a shiver run down my spine.

Zeng Meimei noticed this and immediately took my arm, snuggling close to me and pushing me towards the stairs: "You haven't gotten used to it yet, darling, let's go get breakfast!"

Life in the small town moved at a much slower pace; the early summer sun had already painted the eastern sky white. Only a few pedestrians were scattered on the streets.

It's said the hot and sour noodles here are delicious, so we wandered through the streets and alleys, looking for a breakfast stall selling them. Zeng Meimei was holding my hand, nestled close to me like a demure little woman.

Even though her head was bowed low, her striking beauty and air of someone from a big city, rarely seen in a small town, still attracted frequent glances from passersby. With

such a beauty by my side, these glances were actually more appealing to the man beside me.

We quickly found a hot and sour noodle stall, and then enjoyed our breakfast, savoring the strong, spicy flavor, as we strolled slowly towards the hotel in the river breeze and early morning sun.

Zeng Meimei was still holding my hand, looking very affectionate.

As we walked, I suddenly felt something was wrong, though at first I couldn't pinpoint what it was. After a few more minutes, I finally realized we were being followed—someone had been following us for quite some time.

After passing through several alleys, I discovered this person was still following us.

“Meimei,”

I nudged Zeng Meimei with my arm, “we think we’re being followed!”

“Huh?”

Zeng Meimei suddenly turned pale with fright, instinctively leaning closer to me, but quickly regained her playful nature. “Wow, how exciting! Are they Kuomintang spies or Japanese spies?”

“Spies my foot,”

I turned to Zeng Meimei, but had only uttered the word “spies” when I heard a deep male voice behind us: “Zeng Meimei!”

Yes, the pronunciation was clear, it was undoubtedly Zeng Meimei!

We turned around and saw Zeng Meimei freeze in place, her mouth agape before she could utter a sound: “Lu…Lu Xiaobin?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

The man in front of us was thin and tall, with a casually stubbled beard, and his appearance was quite handsome, but considering he was about the same age as Ning Hui and Meimei, he looked older than his actual age. Damn

it, who was I talking about last night? Who was I talking about last night?

What a melodramatic plot! How could I run into him? Lu Xiaobin, right? He's the guy who had a four-year crush on Ning Hui in college, whom I stole away, and then suddenly disappeared.

I felt it was a shame to bump into you on the street; why the hell was my luck so good when it wasn't the lottery?

"It really is you, Zeng Meimei. I've been following you for a long time to confirm it's you!"

Lu Xiaobin's face was gloomy, then he turned to look at me, his eyes filled with resentment and disdain. "This must be Ning Hui's husband, right?"

"How do you know Ning Hui's husband?"

I tried to leave some room for denial with a vague, ambiguous answer.

"Stop beating around the bush, I remember your face very clearly. I've seen you many times at school!"

Damn it, I did go to Ning Hui's school many times when I was dating her. Now there was nowhere to hide.

Zeng Meimei seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly shook off my arm.

“No need to hide it like that, I saw it all. Even a fool could see you two were being very intimate. I just want to know, what's going on? Where's Ning Hui?”

“This…”

Zeng Meimei was clearly flustered as well. “Xiaobin, you…you've misunderstood. What's wrong with you? Where did you go after graduation?”

“Don't change the subject. Where's Ning Hui?” “

She's fine.”

“She's fine? Her husband and her best friend are being so intimate here behind her back. Do you think I'd believe she's fine?”

“How about this,”

Zeng Meimei happened to see a teahouse opening by the roadside, “It's not appropriate to talk in the street. Shall I go sit in the teahouse?”

We sat down in the teahouse, and Lu Xiaobin sat opposite us. His gaze still held a chill.

Zeng Meimei smiled, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "Xiaobin, tell me where you went after graduation, and I'll explain the situation to you, okay?"

Lu Xiaobin frowned, paused, and finally spoke: "After graduation, I went to Shenzhen. I hung around there for a while, but I felt like a stray dog in the city. I felt like I didn't belong to this world anymore, so I left not long after. I wandered around several places, and finally came to this small county town. I stayed there for a while, and I felt that the mountains and rivers here could bring me peace. So I applied to teach at a rural middle school more than 100 kilometers away. I've been here ever since. I want to live a life of peace and tranquility..." " I thought I'd forgotten all the pain by fighting, but today I just happened to come to the county town to take care of some business, and I never expected to run into you all like this!"

Zeng Meimei stared blankly at him, then said softly, "Xiaobin, it's been so long, haven't you gotten over it yet?"

Lu Xiaobin kept his head down, not speaking for a long time. Just when we thought the matter had subsided, a loud roar suddenly came from Lu Xiaobin's chest, the roar was directed at me: "You scum, I swore I would never let Ning Hui suffer any harm!"

Then I saw him stand up quickly, his thin body bursting with energy from who knows where, rushing towards me.

Then I saw a fist-shaped black shadow thud, before I could even dodge, it was straight at my face.

I fell backward from the stool in a very graceful, sprawling position...

Damn, what kind of kung fu is this? It's so powerful. When I came to my senses, I found myself lying on the ground, something sticky was flowing from my nose, I touched it.

It was blood.

Then I heard Zeng Meimei scream, and Lu Xiaobin's harsh words before leaving: "I don't want to hear any of your bullshit explanations. You scum, I never want to see you again!"

So, when I got back to the hotel, I had a bandage wrapped around my face, which I got quickly bandaged at a nearby clinic. Just as I got to my room and was about to open the door, Zeng Meimei's phone rang. It was Ning Hui calling.

"Ning Hui? We just went out for breakfast and were about to come back to our room. Oh? You're alone in the room? Well, come out and see, your husband's injured."

In two seconds, Ning Hui opened her door. Seeing me standing in front of the room next door, and noticing the bandage on my nose with a little blood on it, she immediately turned pale with fright: "What happened to your husband? Husband?"

"Hehehe, where did Beifang go?"

Before I could answer, Zeng Meimei interrupted.

"He went out to buy me breakfast."

Ning Hui anxiously reached out to touch my nose. "What's wrong, honey?"

"Sigh, I ran into a lunatic. She punched you right away, then realized she'd hit the wrong person. She said she mistook me for someone else."

Zeng Meimei made up a story without batting an eye, giggling as she finished.

Only then did I notice that Ning Hui was only slightly ajar, peeking out a small part of her body. She was still wearing pajamas—damn, I've never seen pajamas like this before! A spaghetti strap top, deep V-neck, black with red lace trim, half her cleavage was showing, the hem just past her hips, revealing her two long, slender, fair legs, not even covering her lace underwear.

What's going on? A surge of adrenaline coursed through me. Without a word, I pushed open Ning Hui's bedroom door, forcing her into the room. I heard Zeng Meimei yelling behind me, "Okay, okay, let your wife comfort your wounded heart. It'll only be a moment, though, he's coming back from the North."

I closed the door behind me, grabbed Ning Hui, and kissed her, grabbing her ample buttocks. "Damn, don't you have this nightgown? It looks so sexy on you, honey."

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui murmured, struggling slightly.

"Tell me, did he give it to you?"

"You guessed it already, why ask? It's a gift he brought back from abroad."

Ning Hui stammered, "Honey, what... what happened to your nose?" "

Yes, that guy hit the wrong person. He said he was supposed to hit the guy who stole his woman, but he hit a law-abiding citizen. It's nothing, just a minor injury."

I said, as I started to pull down Ning Hui's underwear. "You were so horny last night, let your husband check if he fucked you until you were swollen?"

"Mmm, honey, stop it, he... he'll be back soon."

Ning Hui used her hand to block my hand from reaching down to her body. Her mouth couldn't speak properly because I had stopped her from asking.

"No, I want to check!"

I insisted. My hand had already pulled down half of Ning Hui's black and red-trimmed triangular panties, which barely covered her pubic hair.

"Mmm, honey, he really is coming back, stop it, don't blame me if he sees this and we can't keep up the act."

Ning Hui pleaded.

Before I could speak, Ning Hui's phone rang, and then I heard Zeng Meimei's urgent voice on the phone: "Quick! Is your husband still in your room? I called his phone earlier, it might be off or out of battery. Beifang is back, he's already upstairs!" Damn

it, I could have come to their room with some excuse, but Ning Hui is wearing such a revealing nightgown, and her panties are half-covered on her buttocks, it's no wonder she's exposed.

Ning Hui quickly pulled up her underwear and then busied herself tidying her pajamas. I was about to rush out the door, but it was too late; I could already hear the key turning in the lock.

Ning Hui looked completely lost and resigned to her fate. In a flash, I retreated back into the room, pulled up the sheet, and looked under the bed. Thank goodness, there was enough room to hide. I quickly gestured for Ning Hui to lie down on the bed, and then, with incredible speed, I slipped under the bed.

Just as I slipped inside, I heard the door open, followed by Zeng Beifang's voice: "Honey, you bought it early!"

Damn it, I suddenly remembered that I'm the husband of the woman lying on the bed above me, and the one who came in is the adulterer! Why am I hiding under the bed?

This dark humor is really something else.

Then I touched my nose, and only then did I feel it starting to burn.

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Chapter 47: Four People 3

Speaking of adultery, since ancient times, those who hide under the bed, in the closet, or climb through the window are always the adulterers. But our Comrade Ning, the legitimate husband, hid under the bed like a mouse playing hide-and-seek. What a noble spirit of self-sacrifice, letting his wife's happiness benefit the adulterer!

On another note, if you want to make a name for yourself in today's cuckolded world, you can't call yourself a cuckold without sneaking under your wife and her lover's bed at least once.

I was lying slightly on my side under the bed at that moment. The space under the bed was cramped, making me feel stiff and unable to move freely. If I tilted my head back even slightly, my nose almost touched the bed frame. My heart was pounding, but I didn't dare utter a sound.

"Sister Ning, I ran all over the county to buy your favorite croissants!"

Zeng Beifang said breathlessly, as if he were showing off, clearly having rushed back. Then I saw a pair of long, muscular male legs walk through the doorway and approach the bed. Those calves were less than a meter away from me, swaying back and forth in front of my eyes; I could see every single hair pore.

"Um, thank you,"

Ning Hui's voice was very soft, sounding very nervous—nervous about her husband hiding under the bed in front of her lover?

Holy crap, this is too ridiculous!

"I also bought milk. It's still warm, drink it while it's hot."

Zeng Beifang was sitting on the edge of the bed when I heard the rustling sound of a grocery bag being opened. "Come on, darling, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

He wanted to feed her again, how sweet—a moment later I heard the smacking sound of food being chewed, clearly Ning Hui was being fed. Maybe Zeng Beifang was holding a piece of bread in Ning Hui's mouth, and now my wife's sweet tongue was going to give him a sweet sucking on her fingers?

"Open your mouth, again!"

Zeng Beifang was relentless.

"I'll eat by myself, have you eaten? Hurry up and finish eating, we have to leave."

"No, I want to be fed!"

"Mmm, smacking..."

Holy crap, the sound of biting lips and drooling! So this time he was feeding her with his mouth. The sound made me involuntarily, and I instantly felt hot all over.

"Alright, alright... eating like this... it'll take forever!"

Ning Hui mumbled, it was unclear whether she was talking with food in her mouth or the boy's tongue.

"Sister Ning,"

Zeng Beifang seemed to release my wife's mouth.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that? Haven't you ever seen someone eat before?" Ning Hui said, making soft chewing sounds.

"Sister Ning, you're so beautiful!"

Zeng Beifang said.

"Yeah, you've said that so many times."

Ning Hui replied.

"This nightgown is like it was made for you, do you like it? You look so... so sexy in it!"

Zeng Beifang's voice seemed to tremble slightly.

"Hehe, thank you for the gift, I really like this nightgown."

Ning Hui smiled gently.

"You look so beautiful in it, I've never seen... such a beautiful cleavage."

"You pervert!"

Ning Hui instinctively exclaimed coquettishly.

"Sister Ning."

After a moment of silence outside, Zeng Beifang's voice came again.

"Hmm?"

"I want to be with you so much!"

"Aren't we together now?"

"I mean... forever."

Hey, what are you trying to do? Trying to steal my place? I almost wanted to rush out and kick this kid.

"Don't be silly,"

Ning Hui's voice seemed to be suddenly stopped by something, she paused, "My forever already belongs to my husband."

So satisfying! My wife's words are so damn satisfying—my wife, her heart is clear, what does it matter if I crawl into the corner of the bed?

"I know, I'm jealous of your husband."

Zeng Beifang's voice sounded a little sad, "I hate myself for not pursuing you sooner, actually I liked you the first time I saw you when I came to your place, I've always had a crush on you! If I had pursued you earlier, you would be my wife, right?"

"Go away, be your wife? You're just a little kid! Who marries an older sister as a wife!"

"I really regret it."

Zeng Beifang's voice was low, it seemed he really regretted it.

"Alright, alright, stop spacing out. We can't be so greedy. As long as we're happy together, that's enough. Don't think about it so much, okay? Hurry up and eat breakfast, we have to go!"

Ning Hui comforted me.

"Then I want... happiness now!"

Zeng Beifang's voice suddenly rose, followed by Ning Hui's soft moans. It seemed Zeng Beifang was biting my wife's lips again.

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui's moans and the sucking sounds of her lips mingled together, "Alright... alright... Beifang... stop..."

Just as I strained my ears, afraid of missing the intoxicating sounds of my wife and her boyfriend's French kiss, feeling completely relaxed, I suddenly heard a "creak," the bed above my head shook, and then sank heavily. The bed frame almost hit my nose, and dust that fell from the bed frame covered my face and even got into my mouth.

This cuckold is really having a tough time. I finally know what it means to get a nosebleed. If I hadn't quickly covered my nose, I would have choked on it.

And the dust under the bed board must have been there for years; it tasted bitter and stale.

Then I saw that Zeng Beifang's legs, which had been on the floor, were gone. Turns out, this guy had jumped onto the bed and started rolling around in the sheets with my wife.

"Stop it, Beifang!"

Ning Hui's voice was a little angry, as if she was pushing him. "What are you doing?"

"Sister Ning... I... I'm hard!"

Zeng Beifang's voice started to pant.

"Ah? You just did it last night?"

Ning Hui's voice sounded a little flustered.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, one night isn't enough for you!"

"Um, no... it's too late... your sister and the others are waiting... waiting for us to leave."

Ning Hui continued to push him away, her words still incoherent, she must have been met with a forceful kiss from Zeng Beifang.

"Then...how am I supposed to get out of here with this hard thing?"

Zeng Beifang's voice sounded pitiful.

I thought Ning Hui would at least offer some comfort, but her next reply completely stunned me.

"Just rinse off with cold water in the bathroom,"

Ning Hui blurted out!

I was just wondering if Zeng Beifang would try to force himself on my wife when, to my surprise, I saw him actually dash off to the bathroom, followed by the sound of the running water from the faucet.

It seems this guy has been bewitched by my wife; he's probably become completely obedient.

"You…you really went?"

Ning Hui shouted towards the bathroom, her tone slightly embarrassed.

I suddenly felt an urge to peek out and interview my wife about why she came up with such a wicked idea—without further ado, I took the huge risk and actually pulled myself out from under the bed, sticking my head out.

Startled by my sudden movement, Ning Hui turned pale with fright: "What are you doing, honey?"

Ning Hui dared not speak, and I could only guess what my wife was saying from her lip movements.

"Wife, you're so ruthless!"

I said, my voice equally low.

A husband standing up for his lover—truly, the world is full of wonders, and only a pervert like Ning Hui could do something like this.

Ning Hui quickly waved for me to hide under the bed, and I could only make out her lip movements: "Are you crazy, honey? What if he comes out and sees you?"

"Hehehe,"

I chuckled dryly, then said very seriously, "Be gentle with him."

Seeing my head sticking out from under the bed, still grinning foolishly, Ning Hui quickly got up and forcefully pressed my head back under the bed.

Just as Ning Hui lay back down, Zeng Beifang came out of the bathroom.

“Sister Ning…”

Zeng Beifang came over and sat down on the edge of the bed again, “Cold water…it won’t soften…it’s still hard!”

The boy’s voice sounded very aggrieved.

“Silly boy,”

Ning Hui giggled, “You actually went when I told you to?”

“I…”

Zeng Beifang’s childish nature was on full display at this moment, “I was afraid Sister Ning would be angry if I didn’t go.”

“Sigh, you don’t believe me when I say you’re a little kid,”

Ning Hui’s voice suddenly became unusually gentle, “How about I help you…help you blow it off.”

The word “blow it off” was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it was like a fire that ignited my blood—if someone were to blow it off, it would be someone else’s little boyfriend’s penis, who knows why you, Ning the cook, are getting so excited.

Now that’s it, Zeng Beifang, as if he had received a royal decree, suddenly jumped up and pounced on Ning Hui on the bed.

The bed shook heavily again.

Damn it, be gentle, you little brat are having fun on the bed, do you know that I’m going to suffer a rain of dust under the bed?

"No, I want to be Sister Ning with you, I want you too, I want you to climax!"

It seems that just playing the flute with Sister Ning isn't enough; Zeng Beifang wants to go straight for the kill. "I love seeing you climax, so beautiful!"

That sounds so familiar! I often say that to Ning Hui, I wonder how my wife feels hearing another man say that to her, whether she'll immediately get wet.

"Mmm, I really can't... I can't do anything with you..."

Ning Hui said amidst the panting of intense kissing.

It seems my wife has surrendered; the movements on the bed are getting louder and louder. Then I saw from under the bed that Ning Hui's nightgown had flown to the floor, first the nightgown, then that tiny little pair of underwear that looked like strips of cloth.

Then Zeng Beifang's clothes also flew to the floor one by one...

It seems that even my wife's surrender isn't enough; this guy is going to slaughter the city.

"You're something else, huh? You actually got hard in front of a beauty like my wife and had to use cold water to soften it up? Do you even look like a real man? If you'd softened it back up, wouldn't you have felt guilty for hiding under the bed and eating dust?

" "Mmm...oh oh oh..."

It seems this guy is starting to act. Ning Hui could tell he was trying hard to keep his voice down, but he still managed to moan.

I know that, it's the most beautiful sound in nature, the sound of pleasure. The key is that my wife is currently lying there, enjoying this pleasure beneath a handsome man, right above me, separated only by a bed frame—last night we were separated by a wall, and I could only hear the general sounds of my wife and her boyfriend's battle, but now I can hear every single sigh from my wife—how am I supposed to handle this stimulation?

The clear auditory feast of my wife's moans beneath another man filled my ears, while the bed overhead, like a black cloth, blinded me, blocking my view of my wife's passionate encounter with her lover. This left me only with the constant guessing of what actions that boy was taking that caused each of my wife's soft moans. This guessing process was exhilarating; the thought that one of my wife's pleasurable moans might be coming from Zeng Beifang sucking her nipples or licking her vulva made my penis throb violently.

On one side was the incredibly stimulating auditory experience, and on the other, the only visible sight was the dirty, slightly swaying bed—the swaying undoubtedly the sound of my wife and her boyfriend's flesh colliding. Countless times I wanted to rip off that black cloth-like bed; how I longed to see with my own eyes the scene that haunted my cuckolded dreams: my wife naked and entwined in pleasure beneath a man, a scene of erotic beauty.

This obstruction of vision, this torment of being so close yet unable to see, tingled every nerve in my body, and this torment repeatedly intensified the indescribable stimulation. At this moment, all I could feel was my penis, already fully erect in my pants. Last night, I had the comfort of listening to the lewdness next door and the gentle embrace of Zeng Meimei beside me, but now, my hard penis could only reach the bed frame.

Sigh, I'll just have to masturbate myself! My hand involuntarily reached down to my lower body.

Meanwhile, the battle on the bed was heating up. My wife's body was probably undergoing intense foreplay. Zeng Beifang must have been using both his hands and mouth to caress every inch of my wife's skin, from her neck, earlobes, breasts, thighs, buttocks, and that irresistibly alluring vagina.

"Mmm, it's so hard."

Ning Hui's soft moans were suddenly caught by my ears. I could hear the uncontrollable shyness and joy conveyed in my wife's "it's so hard."

"I can't take it anymore, I want you, Sister Ning, I want you!"

Zeng Beifang said, panting heavily.

"Mmm..."

Every man knows what those moans from a woman aroused in bed mean.

"Wait,"

Ning Hui suddenly raised her voice, "Wear...wear a condom!"

"No, Sister Ning, I'll ejaculate outside later, okay?"

"No, you have to wear one, no way."

Ning Hui said firmly.

Then the bed stopped for a while, I guessed that the guy went to find a condom to wear—this made me feel ashamed, in the two times last night with Xiao Yan and Zeng Meimei, I ejaculated inside them. Who broke the three rules here?

"Ouch—"

Suddenly, I heard Ning Hui let out a long cry—a cry that gripped my heart!

"Hmm, does it hurt, Sister Ning? Just now…were you wet down there?"

Zeng Beifang quickly asked. It turned out that this guy had already inserted his penis into his wife's vagina—damn, I really wanted to know what position he was using, front, back, side, sitting, anyway, no matter what position, I felt like I couldn't take the stimulation anymore. My wife's vagina was now undeniably being gripped by her boyfriend's penis, right above my head!

This guy isn't just good at fucking my wife's vagina, he also knows how to be gentle with her.

"Hmm, no…it doesn't hurt…"

Ning Hui whimpered.

"Is it comfortable, Sister Ning?"

"Hmm…"

Ning Hui didn't answer, only continued to moan.

"Oh—"

Zeng Beifang let out a long howl, and then the shaking of the bed suddenly intensified, shaking at a faster rhythm...

"Oh oh... ah..."

Ning Hui's moans suddenly quickened, but perhaps because her husband was hiding under the bed, I felt that my wife's moans weren't fully released.

Then came the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh.

The more intense the slapping, the faster Ning Hui's moans became, and I felt my wife's volume gradually increasing, occasionally accompanied by a soft cry!

As the bed began to shake violently, more dust rained down. This damn adulterer was fucking my wife on the bed, and I could only eat dust and masturbate under the bed—was it easy for me to be a cuckold?

"Sister Ning, you're so beautiful, Sister Ning, are you comfortable?"

Zeng Beifang said, panting as he thrust in and out, his words full of teasing.

"Mmm... ah ah..."

Ning Hui still didn't answer, only responding with increasingly seductive moans.

Damn it, can't you tell if she's comfortable or not from these moans? My bones are practically melting.

But Ning Hui's moans during sex today were definitely different from usual. Normally, I'd ask her if she was comfortable during penetration, and she'd always respond with a moan. But today, she didn't say a word, only her moans remained that intoxicating sound.

It seems the husband hiding under the bed did have some effect; a woman's innate shyness still showed up at the crucial moment.

Ah, wife, with her pussy being so thoroughly enjoyed, what's there to hold back?

The slapping continued in my ears, stimulating my already throbbing, ready-to-ejaculate penis. After a

while, Ning Hui stopped talking, and then suddenly said something that startled me: "Hmm, you're so amazing, this bed is creaking like it's about to collapse. We..."

"What's going on?"

My heart pounded.

Ning Hui later told me that she was afraid the bed would collapse and crush me—see, what an understanding wife I am, even when someone else is having sex with her, her heart is still concerned for her husband's safety.

Zeng Beifang quickly understood that Ning Hui didn't want to do it in bed. Then I saw Zeng Beifang lift Ning Hui off the bed. Although they were both naked, I could only see their legs and below. I saw that all four of their feet were on the floor.

There was no sofa in the room. Just as I was wondering how they were going to continue their lovemaking, I saw Ning Hui's feet move towards the edge of the bed and press against it, with her toes pointing towards the floor. Zeng Beifang's feet landed behind Ning Hui, with her toes pointing towards me. Then I felt Zeng Beifang's entire body press down on Ning Hui from behind, and Ning Hui's body was naturally pressed against the bed.

Then I felt Ning Hui's whole body suddenly shudder, and I clearly saw her toes spasm, digging tightly into the ground. A long, soft sigh followed: "Ah—"

Undoubtedly, Zeng Beifang had penetrated my wife from behind in this position!

Damn, this scene, almost right before my eyes, made my blood boil, even though I still couldn't see anything below her calves!

All I could see was the silver anklet I bought for Ning Hui, swaying gently with her body.

I also saw my wife's spasming toes digging into the ground, not recovering for a long time, showing how intense the pleasure Zeng Beifang's penetration from behind had given her.

Ning Hui's big toes were painted with rose-colored nail polish, gleaming in the damp darkness under the bed.

"Ahhh…ohhh…"

At this moment, Ning Hui's moans grew louder. And there were some sounds in the moans that I had never heard before. I wondered if it was because of excitement—because my husband was lying at my feet, and my vagina was filled with another man's hot cock—who the hell could tell me what kind of stimulation this would bring to a woman?

I was already unable to control myself from the scene before me. Several times I impulsively wanted to stick my head out. I knew that if I stuck my head out, I could see how that cock that had fucked my wife's cunt swollen was thrusting in and out of her cunt. I could see how my wife's cunt was enjoying itself under another man's cock. This impulse tormented me so much that I almost wanted to flip the bed. The only way to suppress this impulse was to keep rapidly stroking my own cock.

"Slap slap slap," Zeng Beifang was thrusting rapidly from behind Ning Hui. This rear-entry position undoubtedly made the impact of the lovers' bodies more intense, and the collision sounds were louder.

Suddenly, I saw Ning Hui adjust her position, perhaps to better accommodate Zeng Beifang's thrusting from behind, her feet moving slightly towards the floor. This way—a thought suddenly occurred to me: if I reached out and grabbed Ning Hui's toes, Zeng Beifang definitely wouldn't be able to see them!

This thought was incredibly stimulating, so stimulating that it was uncontrollable.

Seeing that Ning Hui's feet weren't moving away, I finally reached out and grabbed her right big toe, which was closer to me.

"Ah—"

Almost simultaneously, Ning Hui's moan was suddenly interrupted by a loud scream. Zeng Beifang, of course, had no idea where the scream came from, assuming it was still Ning Hui's pleasurable shouts from his thrusting.

The instant my hand touched Ning Hui, I felt her toes instinctively twitch, but because I was fully prepared and used enough force, Ning Hui's toes didn't escape my fingers.

Ning Hui tried to break free several more times but failed, and then seemed to feel at ease placing her toes between my fingers.

Zeng Beifang's thrusting from behind continued without stopping, and became faster and faster. This guy's strength is amazing; the sounds of his thrusting were crisp and clear, like firecrackers. I could feel Ning Hui's toes twitching uncontrollably in my hand. I then began to vigorously stroke Ning Hui's toes in my hand. I often sucked on Ning Hui's toes, and I knew that my wife's toes were actually very sensitive.

"Ahhh...so good...so good..."

Suddenly, this time Zeng Beifang didn't ask his wife, but Ning Hui finally cried out in pleasure.

Zeng Beifang was not used to such stimulation, and his thrusting became even more intense than before, the sounds of his thrusting almost lifting the roof off.

"Ahhh...faster...faster...faster, insert it into me...I'm coming...faster!"

Ning Hui's moans finally sounded completely unrestrained to me, almost like wailing, yet they were so soothing to the bone.

"Thump thump thump thump!" It was clear that Zeng Beifang had used almost all his strength to send my wife to the peak. The forward thrust almost moved the bed.

"Ahhhhh...so good...husband! Husband! Husband! I'm coming...husband!"

Ning Hui screamed almost frantically.

Damn it, which husband are you calling?

"Coming! Coming! I'm coming—"

With the lingering sound of "coming" echoing in the room, Ning Hui finally reached her climax in such a special way!

It was clear that during her climax, Ning Hui's legs were pressed tightly against the edge of the bed, and her toes were spasming in my hand, digging painfully into my palm. This was almost the most intense climax I could remember Ning Hui ever had.

Ning Hui's screams were still lingering in the room when I realized that my hand, which was inside my pants taking care of my little Ning husband's masturbation, was covered in sticky semen. I had forgotten when I had ejaculated. I didn't know that masturbation could reach such a state of ecstasy.

A moment later, Zeng Beifang had probably ejaculated inside my wife's vagina as well. Ning Hui was still lying on the bed in the same position as when she was penetrated, her breaths still soft from the intense activity. Zeng Beifang lay on top of Ning Hui from behind, seemingly very gentle. "Was it comfortable? Was it good, Sister Ning?"

"Mmm, very good, but... I'm so tired,"

Ning Hui replied breathlessly. Then I loosened my grip, and Ning Hui's toes quietly slipped out. Before they slipped out, I felt them playfully tap my palm.

After resting like this for half a minute, Ning Hui spoke first, her voice sweet and coquettish: "Okay, it's finally soft now, right? Time to get ready and go."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Ning,"

Zeng Beifang replied.

Then I saw from under the bed that the two of them were getting ready outside. Ning Hui picked up her pajamas from the floor and walked towards the bathroom, saying as she went, "Beifang, come on, take a shower with me, hurry up, your sister and the others must be getting impatient."

Then Zeng Beifang picked up his clothes from the floor and followed her to the bathroom.

"Damn, should I run away now?" While I hesitated, I heard Ning Hui's voice from the bathroom: "Beifang, close the bathroom door."

"Sister Ning, there's no one here."

"Just close it! I don't like showering with the door open!"

Ning Hui said again in a commanding tone.

Then the bathroom door slammed shut, and the sound of rushing water immediately filled the air.

Now I understood—my wife was telling me to get out of there!

I quickly crawled out from under the bed, and as soon as I straightened up, I realized that hiding under the bed had made my back ache. I subconsciously looked around the room, about to leave, but my gaze was suddenly fixed on the bed.

There was a wet patch in the center of the sheet.

I quickly bent down to take a closer look, and the wet patch was right where Ning Hui's buttocks were.

Holy crap, what happened? My wife's flood just now was quite intense!

I shuddered, my hand instinctively reaching for the sheets. They were sticky, with a fine hair clinging to them—judging by its softness, it must be my wife's pubic hair.

I paused, then took a deep breath, bent down, and inhaled deeply into the wet spot. I plucked the hair away and carefully left the room, reluctantly leaving the puddle behind.

When I returned to my room, Zeng Meimei opened the door and let me in, then stared at me intently, her gaze as if I weren't even on this earth. She made an "Oh my god" gesture.

"Am I that good-looking?"

I felt a little uneasy under Zeng Meimei's gaze.

"Were you hiding under the bed?"

Zeng Meimei looked like she was desperately trying to suppress a laugh.

"Hmm, how did you know?"

"I just heard your wife and Beifang making love so passionately next door. You're all covered in dirt now, where else could you hide but under the bed!"

Suddenly, Zeng Meimei burst into a loud, giggling laugh. Then I saw this girl clutching her stomach, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up, and she was still teasing me between laughs, "Oh dear, my stomach hurts from laughing so much! Ning, you're so cute. I love you to death!"

After Zeng Meimei had finished laughing, she came over and nudged me: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go wash up first, we're leaving soon."

When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I finally understood why Zeng Meimei was laughing so hard. I was covered in dirt, especially my face, which was as black as camouflage a special forces soldier would wear on a field mission...

Zeng Meimei and I quickly got ready and sat in the hotel lobby waiting for Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang. With nothing to do, I picked up my phone and texted Ning Hui: "Wife, that was so good!"

I thought Ning Hui might not be able to reply, but she replied quickly: "Hmph, some people enjoy it even more. Now you've achieved your goal and are finally satisfied! Was the feeling under the bed super comfortable?"

Haha, it seems the environment for texting is safe. I quickly texted back: "Yes, yes, yes, so comfortable! I want to go under you again next time. Wife, it was so exciting! The moaning when he was fucking you almost made my soul fall out."

"Hmph, I was afraid of exciting you, so I didn't fully open my voice." Wow

, that's intense!

"Tell me honestly, who did you call 'husband' when you were about to climax?"

"What do you think? You, you idiot!"

So satisfying! With someone else's penis inside her and calling her 'husband,' who else would I love if not a wife like that?

A little while later, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang came down from their room and checked out. I was about to drive the car to the hotel entrance when Zeng Meimei came over and patted my shoulder, saying, "Never mind, you're yawning all the time, and your arms and legs are all wobbly. I'll drive."

Then, Zeng Meimei drove, and we sped off towards our next destination.

Chapter 48: Four People Traveling

. After driving for a short while, I glanced in the rearview mirror. Because the SUV was spacious enough, my wife had already curled up sideways in Zeng Beifang's arms and fallen asleep. Zeng Beifang was supporting Ning Hui's waist, helping her into a very comfortable position, and he himself was also dozing off against the seat back.

These two bodies, entangled from last night until this morning, had finally settled down. It seemed my wife and her boyfriend were really tired.

Youth is invincible, but it's not a perpetual motion machine, huh?

Actually, I was the one who couldn't take it anymore. I'd ejaculated so intensely last night and this morning, and as a cuckold, the intense stimulation of watching my wife being fucked right under my nose, coupled with the back pain from crawling under the bed, was really too much for someone like me who'd long since stopped outdoor exercise and spent all day glued to the computer writing.

But as soon as I leaned back in the car seat and closed my eyes, my mind was filled with the image of my wife on the edge of the bed, being violently penetrated from behind by Zeng Beifang until she reached orgasm. The four legs pressed tightly together right before my eyes were so clearly visible, and the cries of my wife during her orgasm were so vivid, they wouldn't leave my mind.

Then, Ning Hui started snoring softly from behind. The snoring sounded so languid and sweet, with a kind of listless satisfaction—the kind of satisfaction a woman's body can only have after being thoroughly aroused by a man—and to me, the snoring meant my wife was wet and enjoying being fucked.

I had originally intended to chat with Zeng Meimei, who was driving, to prevent everyone in the car from dozing off and affecting her driving. However, Zeng Meimei kindly said something to me that warmed my heart: "Don't push yourself too hard, take a nap. It's only just begun; your old bones can't withstand this kind of exertion. I'll wake you when I get tired."

So, under Zeng Meimei's gentle persuasion, I finally dozed off. My last thought before dozing off was that this girl was actually very gentle and understanding. If you could accept being cuckolded many times, Zeng Meimei would definitely be a good wife material.

If you happen to be a cuckold and find a woman like Zeng Meimei as your wife, congratulations, you've hit the jackpot.

Sleeping in the car when you're extremely tired is a kind of enjoyment. The backward pull created by the inertia of rapid movement makes your body feel heavy, which makes you sleep very soundly.

So, I quickly drifted into a sweet and deep sleep. This dream in the car deepened my feeling of being on a journey.

Hehehe, I suddenly let out a strange laugh in my sleep. It turns out we weren't on a journey of people, but rather a journey of lust.

I don't know how much time passed, but I suddenly felt the car screeching to a stop. When I woke up, I realized the car had somehow exited the highway and arrived at what looked like a small town. Zeng Meimei had just parked the car on the side of the road, where there was a row of small restaurants.

"Everyone, it's past one o'clock! Everyone's awake, time to eat!"

The usually quiet Zeng Meimei started shouting in the car.

Damn, I slept so well!

I then realized my wife seemed to have slept all the way. When I got out of the car, I saw Ning Hui's face was flushed. Today, my wife was wearing a light green, pointed-neck t-shirt. The opening just reached the point where her cleavage began to appear. The t-shirt was slightly loose, and the slit at the opening made her cleavage appear and disappear—damn, it was incredibly alluring.

Ning Hui's taste in clothes is impeccable; she can always make a seemingly ordinary, inexpensive garment look exceptionally elegant.

We settled into a small restaurant and ordered some appetizers. Traveling always makes you hungry quickly, and I wolfed down two large bowls of rice. Zeng Meimei also had a great appetite; it's rare to see a woman with such a good appetite.

They say a strong appetite means a strong sex drive.

Is that true, my dear Zeng Meimei?

Zeng Beifang, as usual, took good care of Ning Hui. The way they were all lovey-dovey while eating made me a little envious—undoubtedly, after yesterday, my wife seemed to have entered that "dating" phase. Even though she seemed less shy around my boyfriend, well, she'd been with him right under his nose; what's a little hand-holding or face-touching compared to that?

During the meal, Zeng Meimei and I sat in one row, and they sat in another. Ning Hui was sitting directly opposite me, and her eating caused her to lean slightly forward. Since I'm taller than her, my gaze was naturally downward, and I could see that Ning Hui's breasts, outlined by her peach-shaped neckline, clearly showed a noticeable cleavage.

One of the bra straps inadvertently peeked out, revealing half of the bra itself. The light rose color of the bra perfectly complemented Ning Hui's fair skin, making her look undeniably sexy.

This was a common occurrence in everyday life—a woman's wardrobe malfunction. Zeng Beifang, who had been clinging tightly to my wife throughout the meal, noticed the situation and quickly reached out to pull at Ning Hui's shoulder, covering the exposed bra strap and lifting the neckline. Instantly, his cleavage disappeared.

Ning Hui let out a soft moan and instinctively adjusted her posture, straightening her body.

I saw all of this, and then I saw Zeng Beifang suddenly look up. I didn't have time to look away and our eyes met.

Then I noticed Zeng Beifang glaring at me fiercely.

His gaze was like that of a lion, ready to devour me! This guy must think I had been lecherously spying on his girlfriend. As a male lion, he couldn't tolerate his lioness being coveted. Zeng Beifang glared at me fiercely, his eyes filled with defensiveness, the primal instinct of a male protecting his woman.

I also sensed a hint of smugness in his gaze—a message that this angelic beauty beside me was his, and that I, with my pathetic appearance, had no chance of even touching her.

Well, at this point, I could only pretend to be nonchalant and look away. I knew I was being looked down upon by my wife's boyfriend as a perverted spying on her.

Sigh, is being a cuckold easy? You have to experience all the bitterness and sweetness of life.

After dinner, we continued our journey.

This time, Zeng Beifang offered to drive, and I thought he couldn't. Unexpectedly, Zeng Meimei told me that although her brother had only recently gotten his license, he had a long history with cars, dating back to high school. "

Then why didn't he drive yesterday?" I thought about it and there was only one answer: yesterday, that kid was too impatient. He was busy flirting with my wife and being a pervert in the back seat. Damn it,

he had his fill of messing with my wife yesterday, and now he only thinks about driving.

So Zeng Meimei and I switched to the back seat. After driving for a while, Zeng Meimei spoke up: "This car is exhausting, you've all had enough sleep, right? Now it's time to stand up, I just let you sleep."

I turned around and smiled, "Okay, then you should get some rest. You must have driven over 200 kilometers this morning."

Zeng Meimei stared at me intently, her eyes wide like bells, but her gaze was alluring: "Just like that?"

"What's wrong?"

I was completely confused.

"Hmph, look how I slept just now!"

Zeng Meimei pouted, "Come here!"

Damn, is she trying to provoke me or my wife?

Seeing me standing there stunned, Zeng Meimei, without a second thought, leaned closer, wrapped her arms around my waist, and then pressed her lips to mine, sucking on my mouth as she said in a sweet voice, "Darling, hold me while we sleep."

This situation was so sudden. I wasn't sure how Ning Hui would react to her husband and best friend being so intimate right under my nose. I was still subconsciously glancing ahead to observe what was happening when Zeng Meimei's fragrant tongue had already slipped into my mouth and was swirling around.

I responded somewhat flusteredly. Zeng Meimei's tongue was so thick and slippery; I clearly remembered the intoxicating feeling of my penis being enveloped by it. But I had never kissed Zeng Meimei so passionately before. Last night, I only remembered fucking her, and forgot to give her a proper kiss or anything like that.

Zeng Meimei was kissing me, seemingly deliberately. Afraid Ning Hui wouldn't be able to handle the stimulation, I quickly said, "Okay, okay, I'll hold you while I sleep, I'll hold you while I sleep."

Zeng Meimei didn't stop there, continuing to kiss me passionately, her full breasts pressed firmly against my chest, deliberately making loud sucking sounds.

This time, Ning Hui seemed genuinely unhappy. Suddenly, she said something abruptly—she nudged Zeng Beifang, who was driving, with her elbow, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Focus on driving!"

Apparently, the steamy scene between her sister and her father in the back seat had made this guy's eyes darting back and peeking.

Then I saw Ning Hui turn her head away, probably biting her lip, and look out the window at the scenery.

Damn, I can't mess with this Zeng Beifang, and I certainly can't mess with my wife!

Because we set off late, it was already past midnight when we arrived at our lodging for the night. We quickly found a hotel, settled in, and settled in. However, we weren't so lucky this time; the rooms weren't next to each other.

Zeng Meimei was still completely naked, nestled in my arms, and I was told to do the same, not even allowing me to wear underwear. Sleeping naked with such a seductive woman in my arms all night, especially with such a lustful heart inside, how could I possibly have any peace of mind? How could I possibly sleep peacefully?

Zeng Meimei's soft, voluptuous body felt incredibly comfortable in my arms, and soon I became aroused. I leaned down and began to suck on Zeng Meimei's large, purple nipples.

Those nipples were firm and full, their fleshy flavor filling my mouth, arousing my lust.

"Mmm,"

Zeng Meimei began to make alluring sounds, her large, bell-like eyes turning into a seductive moan, "So good, you really know how to lick. Mmm, you lick your wife like this, right?"

"Oh, oh,"

I mumbled in response, my mouth becoming even more blatant in its licking and sucking.

"Tell me..."

Zeng Meimei suddenly cupped her breasts around my face, "Is licking your wife more comfortable or licking me?" Damn it

, Zeng Meimei, are you doing this on purpose? This question really stumped me. How was I supposed to answer? This forced me to ponder some serious questions while sucking on a woman's purple grape.

What I mean is, there are often situations like this in life: a man has a very excellent wife, good in every way—beautiful, talented, a socialite in the living room, a wanton woman in the bedroom—but this man still goes out to cheat or even pays for sex. You tell me, those women in the pleasure quarters, individually, can they compare to his beautiful wife? Which one do you think is more comfortable to have sex with?

Therefore, Zeng Meimei's question cannot be simply compared. Your licking is certainly pleasurable, and so is my wife's, but the pleasure is not the same. The roles are different. If I were having sex with you, I would be having sex with someone else's wife. Where would I get that kind of stimulation from my wife?

Lost in thought, I forgot to answer Zeng Meimei's tricky question. Seeing my troubled expression, Zeng Meimei suddenly giggled: "Hahaha,

you've got me cornered!" "Hmm, that's a really tricky question,"

I said, feigning thought, before giving what I considered a very satisfactory answer: "The roles are different. It can't be simply compared. The feeling my wife gives me is something you can't give, but the feeling you give me is something my wife can't give. For example, if I were having sex with you, I would be having sex with someone else's wife. Where would my wife get that kind of stimulation from me?"

"Darling, I like your wise answer."

Zeng Meimei seemed quite satisfied with my answer, giving me a big kiss on the cheek as praise.

Just as I was feeling a little smug and proud, Zeng Meimei suddenly said something that almost made me faint: "If you want that kind of thrill from your wife, you can have it. But if you sleep with Ning Hui during this trip, wouldn't that be sleeping with someone else's girlfriend?"

Holy crap! What kind of logic is that? What's real is fake! My wife is really someone else's now. I suddenly felt a wave of acid rising in my stomach.

Zeng Meimei is truly unfathomable when it comes to getting involved.

"Oh,"

I instinctively groaned, my body clearly receiving a powerful stimulation—secretly sleeping with my wife is equivalent to sleeping with someone else's girlfriend?

This is ridiculous!

Who's cheating on whom here?

But I admit this thought suddenly made me feel incredibly excited. Having to sneak around with my own wife? What a melodramatic plot! I suddenly realized Zeng Meimei is incredibly talented.

Not only did I marry Ning Hui, an angel sent from heaven, but now I've also gained such a high-value, promiscuous woman as my best friend. Hehehe, God's gift of a second is truly generous to me.

Speaking of which, this stimulation made me feel a swelling in my lower body, and I immediately rolled over and straddled Zeng Meimei.

"Hehehe, you can't stand the thought of stealing your wife, no, stealing someone else's girlfriend, can you?"

Zeng Meimei teased me, reaching out her delicate hand to touch my lower body.

"Ah,"

I suddenly groaned when Zeng Meimei's hand grasped my already erect penis, my expression showing discomfort.

"What's wrong?"

Zeng Meimei quickly asked with concern.

"Oh...no...nothing."

It turned out that my penis, stimulated by Zeng Meimei's touch, had stiffened, and I instantly felt a tingling sensation in my lower back. Damn, that was clearly a sign of overdoing it with masturbation last night and this morning!

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Um,"

I stammered, my face flushed red. I couldn't very well say that I was about to give up right now, while I was thrusting my penis into her vagina.

"Don't push yourself if you're not feeling well."

Zeng Meimei finally noticed and kindly helped me off her body. "Was it...too much?"

She said "too much" very softly, afraid of upsetting me.

"Hmm,"

I said, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. Since she'd already figured it out, I might as well tell the truth. "This morning, I was under the bed, and... I came again."

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei laughed heartlessly. "If you'd said you weren't feeling well earlier, I wouldn't have teased you. Hehe, I know you men are good at this. My husband texted me today saying he came over the phone last night when we were doing it. And you saw Ning Hui and Bei Fang this morning, hehehe, couldn't handle the stimulation, could you?"

"Saw my ass, just four legs. But the stimulation was really unbearable."

"Sigh, you cuckolds, you just love this kind of thing, you like to humiliate yourselves. The more your wives are having fun with other men, the more it tortures your hearts, the more you enjoy it!"

"Damn, how do you know everything!"

I slapped Zeng Meimei's pale buttocks. "Then let's sleep. Let's rest for today."

"Hehehe, can you sleep?"

Zeng Meimei blinked at me, then teased me for a moment, "Still feeling uneasy about something?"

"Damn, you're like a mind reader."

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei, as shrewd as ever, grabbed my phone from the bedside table, "Send your wife a text to say hello."

"Okay,"

I saw it wasn't late, so I quickly texted Ning Hui, "Wife, what's the situation?"

A moment later, Ning Hui replied, "Yeah, everyone's asleep, what about you, honey?"

Oh, I thought only I couldn't keep going, that guy's done too! Back in my day, what was a night of multiple times a night compared to that?

"Hahaha, that guy overdid it,' he's done now, isn't he?"

I texted back with a provocative tone.

"No, honey, we just finished making love, he took me twice more."

What's going on? What kind of body is this? Laozi was speechless for a moment, then came the carefree laughter of Zeng Meimei, who had been looking at her text messages all along. She laughed so hard that she almost shook the dust off the ceiling.

We set off relatively late again the next day, as our next destination was closer. From there, we entered a famous scenic area with grasslands, mountains, and lakes stretching as far as the eye could see, ethnic customs, and herds of cattle and sheep—a breathtaking natural landscape was about to unfold before our eyes.

We arrived at our destination in the afternoon. Because of the influx of tourists from all over the country, the area was noticeably busier. We wandered around most of the town before finally finding a hotel. Still, we weren't in adjacent rooms, which was a bit disappointing.

This was our third night, and we were already a little over halfway through our trip.

We checked into the hotel and rested briefly before heading out for dinner.

In the room, Zeng Meimei snuggled against me, saying, "I heard there are some really good bars here, and supposedly even one-night stand bars. Lots of tourists come here specifically for that."

"Wow, really?"

Opening a one-night stand bar here is ingenious! Everyone's just passing through; they can say goodbye at dawn and leave—how convenient!

"Yeah, I was just saying I'd ask Ning Hui to go shopping with me, maybe find some one-night stands or casual encounters. I heard there are lots of handsome foreign guys there."

Zeng Meimei said with a sly look, her eyes full of anticipation for her prey. "Guess what Ning Hui said?"

"What did she say?"

"She said she didn't have the guts, saying how could she have a one-night stand with her boyfriend around?"

"That's what she said?"

"That's what she said."

"Are you sure she only said her boyfriend and not her husband?"

"Hehehe, are you getting impatient?"

Zeng Meimei looked at me seriously and said, "Remember, you're Comrade Lu Gong now."

Okay, fine, I'm Lu Gong, I admit it.

"Then go by yourself, find a handsome guy and we'll have a threesome."

I'm starting to get naughty.

"Go, I said I'll only have a threesome with my husband."

After saying that, Zeng Meimei got up and stomped off to find some clothes to take a shower first.

Suddenly, she turned around and said, "How about we go to a bar tonight? We've got nothing else to do, let's all four of us go together."

Zeng Meimei's suggestion was met with unanimous agreement. As night approached, after dinner, we asked the locals for recommendations and went to what was supposedly the best and most popular bar in the area.

The bar's decor, while of average materials, was very stylish and had a strong cultural feel. The walls were decorated with murals, stickers, handicrafts, and other ornaments, all placed perfectly.

We arrived at the perfect time; the bar was already packed with tourists from all over the country and even the world. The bustling lobby was filled with various dialects, and even occasional bursts of English. As usual,

the bar had a show and interactive program every night, a real hodgepodge. After a folk song and dance performance, the next show was a Michael Jackson impersonation show, but the atmosphere was cheerful. We ordered some beer and snacks. I'd witnessed Zeng Meimei's drinking capacity before; she was making a ruckus and even encouraged Ning Hui to drink quite a bit. Zeng Beifang, on the other hand, was rather hesitant about drinking, but his father dragged him into a few drinks with him.

Soon, the show on stage was reaching its climax. Next up was an interactive game, and the host, shouting the rules, announced loudly, "Now we're moving on to the climax of tonight's show! Don't go away, I guarantee you'll be pumped! We'll be inviting six couples up on stage. Think carefully before you come up! What you'll do is for the man to stand on one leg and then kiss the woman. The couple that lasts the longest will be the winners and will receive a bottle of Chivas Regal worth 888 yuan!"

"Wow!"

The bar erupted in cheers as soon as the host finished speaking.

Then, seeing Zeng Meimei start acting crazy and shouting at Zeng Beifang sitting next to her in a high-pitched voice, "Beifang, what are you standing there for? Go!"

Zeng Beifang was taken aback at first, then turned to look at Ning Hui, who quickly waved her hand, "No, no."

"Honey, go! One Chivas Regal!"

Zeng Meimei smiled greedily at Ning Hui, then said to Zeng Beifang in a commanding tone, "You take her! Don't come back to see your older sister until you get the Chivas Regal!"

This time, Zeng Beifang didn't hesitate. He grabbed Ning Hui's hand and, without saying a word, dragged her onto the stage like an eagle snatching a chick.

Then, several more couples came up on stage, receiving enthusiastic applause and whistles from the audience.

"Now there are five couples, just one more to go. Who would like to come up and give everyone a kiss?"

Five contestants were standing on the stage, and the host was still urging the audience to invite the last couple to participate.

Just then, Zeng Meimei turned to me and said, "Hehe, we're missing a pair, let's go up and make it a double insurance."

"No, no, this isn't my job."

I quickly shook my head like a rattle.

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei immediately leaned closer and begged me, her face full of charm, and then gave me a good kiss on the cheek, "Come on, darling."

That "darling" made my bones melt. Okay, I'll risk my life to accompany you this once.

Zeng Meimei pulled me up onto the stage and deliberately stood next to Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang. When we stopped, Zeng Meimei winked at Ning Hui. Of all the contestants, this girl was the most cheerful.

Seeing Zeng Meimei and me come up, Ning Hui seemed a little awkward. Especially when she saw my gaze, she quickly looked away.

The competition officially started, and Zeng Beifang and I stood facing each other, so when he picked up Ning Hui, Ning Hui was facing me. The moment our eyes met, the host announced the start of the competition. Ning Hui was clearly stunned, her mouth didn't move, but in an instant, without warning, Bei Fang opened his mouth and kissed her tightly!

Zeng Meimei practically jumped onto me. Zeng Meimei was fuller than Ning Hui, and naturally much larger. The impact of her attack almost made me lose my balance. I just lifted one leg and secretly groaned, estimating that I wouldn't last a minute at this rate.

And Zeng Meimei, as if she wasn't satisfied, actually stuck her tongue into my mouth and started swirling it around wildly.

Holy crap, are you in an adult film, Zeng Daxia? The host next to me started laughing, "Look at contestant number 6, pay attention to their lip movements, French kiss!"

Then the whole audience erupted in cheers.

"Alright, now contestant number 1 is starting his French kiss too!"

the host shouted hoarsely.

Number 1, damn it, is it my wife and her boyfriend?!

Ning Hui's gaze kept glancing at me. Initially, I noticed Ning Hui's mouth was barely moving, very well-behaved, just lightly touching Zeng Beifang's lips. But now, after Zeng Meimei's actions, I saw Ning Hui's lips were now actively sucking on Zeng Beifang's.

Then Zeng Meimei's body clung to me, rubbing against me, her tongue continuing to swirl and stimulate me in my mouth. My eyes never left the first contestant in front of me; I could clearly see Ning Hui's lips moving as she sucked on Zeng Beifang's… Suddenly, I saw their tongues! Their tongues were clearly intertwined in their mouths…

“Oh—”

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, my body stiffened, and then I realized—don't laugh at me, I actually got an erection in front of everyone!

Damn it, this untimely erection from my little Ning cook made me even more unsteady, swaying and staggering until my body lurched backward, my supporting leg giving way and slamming to the ground.

"Giggle, giggle," Zeng Meimei got off me, still laughing heartlessly as she comforted me, "It's all about participation, it's all about participation."

"Contestant number 6 is the first to be eliminated!"

the host immediately announced. Then came a murmur of "Oh!" from the entire audience, and someone suddenly shouted, "Number 6 is terrible!" followed by a jeer.

Damn, it really was less than a minute! No wonder they were jeering.

But I didn't care about the jeers; I was terrified of my erection being discovered and making me look incredibly embarrassed. I quickly pulled Zeng Meimei to stand in front of me to cover my lower body.

The game continued amidst the clamor of the audience…

Contestants gradually dropped to the ground and were eliminated, until only a pair of foreigners and Ning Hui remained.

Those who had left stayed on stage, while Zeng Meimei shouted wildly, yelling "Chivas Regal!" at the top of her lungs.

Now I had some free time to enjoy my wife and her boyfriend's French kissing show, but at this final moment, I didn't see a French kiss. I only saw Ning Hui's lips pressed tightly against Zeng Beifang's, moving incessantly as she murmured something. Listening closely, I realized she was saying, "Hold on! Hold on!"

*Thud!* The tall, burly foreigner finally couldn't hold on any longer, his raised leg falling to the ground…

Damn, this guy, what stamina! Zeng Beifang didn't even need to pant twice when he put Ning Hui down—it seems the body that could make my wife's cunt swell wasn't just a joke, not everyone can do that.

The real husband was last, while her boyfriend was first! Thinking of this outcome, I glared at Zeng Meimei with annoyance. It was all that girl's fault!

In the end, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang were left on stage to give their acceptance speeches. The host first asked Zeng Beifang, "What's your relationship?"

Zeng Beifang answered without hesitation, "She's my girlfriend."

Then, the host, seemingly teasing Ning Hui, asked, "Is this handsome guy yours?"

Ning Hui was stunned, only able to stammer without making a sound.

"We didn't hear you! Please speak louder, beautiful lady!"

The host wasn't about to miss such a good opportunity to tease the beautiful woman and stir up the atmosphere.

"Boy...boyfriend,"

Ning Hui's slightly timid voice finally came through the microphone the host had set up in front of her.

I thought that was the end of it, but damn, the host was a pro at stirring things up. Then he turned to Zeng Beifang and said, "Handsome guy, you are today's winner. With such a great opportunity today, witnessed by so many friends from all over the world, I hope you can become a winner in the next round!"

Then the host paused, deliberately creating suspense, before loudly proclaiming, "Would you like to take this opportunity to propose to your beautiful girlfriend today?"

A roar of applause erupted from the audience!

Then I heard Zeng Meimei next to me scream and join in the thunderous applause...

05-31

Chapter 49: Four People 5

The Joke Went Too Far.

The entire audience was cheering enthusiastically, but it was one thing for uninformed bystanders to join in the commotion, but the problem was that Zeng Meimei was laughing like a madwoman. This woman was really good at creating drama.

Then she leaned over and pressed herself against me, biting my earlobe and saying, "This is so exciting! Tell me, how is your wife going to respond?"

"Damn,"

I muttered, giving Zeng Meimei a slightly annoyed look, "Are you afraid things won't get out of hand or what?"

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei met my gaze with her seductive charm, as sweet and alluring as her voice, making my skin crawl, "If you can only steal your own wife as someone else's wife right now, isn't that more exciting than stealing someone else's girlfriend?"

After saying that, Zeng Meimei bit my earlobe with her teeth.

This bite made me shudder slightly—this shudder was less from Zeng Meimei's lips teasing my ear, and more from Zeng Meimei's question hitting the cuckold's Achilles' heel again. My body immediately stiffened—then I felt an uncontrollable excitement begin to run rampant within me. Damn it, I was even genuinely hoping my wife would accept this guy's "proposal"—in this era where wives are not as good as concubines, and concubines are not as good as stolen wives, to treat one's own wife as someone else's wife and steal her, what level of depravity would this stealing reach!

On stage, Zeng Beifang looked at Ning Hui with deep affection, somewhat at a loss for words. He probably hadn't expected the host to pull this stunt. Ning Hui, meanwhile, swayed awkwardly, her face turning red amidst the cheers from the audience.

I noticed Ning Hui's gaze kept darting nervously towards where Zeng Meimei and I were sitting…

“What are you still hesitating about, handsome?”

The host, seeing Zeng Beifang's hesitation, encouraged him, “You haven't prepared a ring, have you? No problem, you can get one later. The roses are provided free of charge by the bar.”

The host then called a waiter over and shoved a bouquet of roses into Zeng Beifang's hands.

Zeng Beifang stared at Ning Hui for a moment, seemingly gathering his courage, then suddenly lowered his body, adopting a standard one-knee kneeling proposal pose before Ning Hui!

“Marry me.”

Zeng Beifang finally uttered these words after a long pause—I couldn't imagine what it would feel like for this guy to ask a married woman to marry him. Should the heart of the legitimate husband, me, be stronger, or the heart of the adulterer?—Then Zeng Beifang presented the roses to Ning Hui's chest with both hands.

Ning Hui opened her mouth and made a "wow" shape, then covered her mouth with one hand, staring blankly at the bright red roses that held special significance in front of her, as if she couldn't believe that Zeng Beifang would actually do something so absurd.

"Marry him!"

Someone in the audience started to jeer, and then, as if a note had been picked up, the whole audience joined in rhythmically chanting, "Marry him! Marry him!"

With the audience chanting like this, Ning Hui seemed to be losing her composure. She hadn't been this flustered when she kissed Zeng Beifang in public earlier.

"The beauty is so excited she can't even speak!"

The host, as if to add fuel to the fire, added fuel to the fire—damn it, my wife was clearly a little flustered, but this bastard called her excited.

Ning Hui was now standing on the stage, caught in a dilemma, with Zeng Beifang looking like he wouldn't get up until she agreed.

Meanwhile, the audience was getting even more excited, with Zeng Meimei also shouting at the top of her lungs, "Marry him! Marry him!" She was the most enthusiastic person in the entire audience.

While shouting, she kept glancing at me furtively, as if trying to provoke me.

It was clear this situation had Ning Hui completely at a loss; going forward would offend her husband, while backing down would hurt her boyfriend's pride—what to do? I think Ning Hui was ready to skin Zeng Meimei alive at that moment.

Things couldn't stay deadlocked forever. Seeing Ning Hui's cute lips clench, usually a signal that she was making up her mind, she reached out and took the roses from Zeng Beifang's hand. Then, without waiting for Zeng Beifang to get up and say a word, she dashed off towards the audience.

"Clearly, our beauty is shy!"

the host continued to egg her on. "Although she didn't agree verbally, accepting the roses from our handsome guy says it all! Let's give them a round of applause!"

The audience clapped loudly. Seeing Ning Hui run off, Zeng Beifang, ignoring the host's attempt to interview him, got up to chase after her.

I'd only taken two steps when Zeng Meimei stopped me, yelling from below the stage, "Chivas Regal! We haven't gotten our Chivas Regal yet!"

"Haha, look how anxious our handsome guy is,"

Zeng Meimei's shout seemed to remind the host that they'd forgotten to present the prizes, and they quickly called out to Zeng Beifang, "Yeah, wait a minute , handsome guys, you haven't gotten your prizes yet!"

Zeng Beifang was called back to get his Chivas Regal, and Ning Hui returned to our seats amidst the attention and applause of the entire audience. As soon as she sat down, she placed the roses aside, avoiding eye contact with me, her cheeks still flushed, and snapped at Zeng Meimei, "You rascal, this is so embarrassing!"

Zeng Meimei grinned at Ning Hui, then shamelessly leaned close and whispered something in her ear that I couldn't hear a word of. Then, Ning Hui's almond-shaped eyes glared at me, and she bit her lip and gave me a heavy snort!

Just as I was about to ask what was going on, Zeng Beifang returned with the bottle of Chivas Regal supposedly worth 888 yuan. Without a word, he plopped down next to Ning Hui, and then…

then, ignoring my innocent, aggrieved look as he was being snorted at, he grabbed Ning Hui's face and leaned in to kiss my wife.

Ning Hui had been staring at me, but as Zeng Beifang's lips drew near, her eyes suddenly softened with a seductive allure—a seductive charm, a thousand kinds of allure, clearly staged for my benefit. Then… then, even though Zeng Beifang only wanted to kiss my wife's cheek, I saw Ning Hui proactively tilt her head, turn her body slightly, and part her lips. Any man would understand what that signal meant. Zeng Beifang couldn't resist this stimulation, and the two of them instantly locked lips in a passionate kiss. Ning Hui even reached out and wrapped her arms around Zeng Beifang's waist, looking all charming and delicate.

Now I finally understand what it means to be completely captivated—I watched helplessly as my wife's lips were locked in a passionate kiss with Zeng Beifang right before my eyes. I could see every tiny bite and movement of his lips clearly. Damn, this close-up from within those two meters was far more exciting than what I saw in the rearview mirror!

My wife was kissing her boyfriend right in front of me—after the proposal, this guy seemed to have been promoted to her husband—and this shameless Ning was still incredibly excited. But I was also filled with doubts. Just now, my wife was so shy, but now she was glaring at me and clearly deliberately reciprocating Zeng Beifang's kiss. I immediately guessed what Zeng Meimei had done to Ning Hui earlier.

I grabbed Zeng Meimei, and she obediently pressed herself against me. "What's wrong? Can't stand watching them kiss?"

she said, pouting and closing her eyes, looking utterly ecstatic and waiting for my attention.

"Can't stand it my ass,"

I pulled Zeng Meimei aside and whispered in her ear, making sure Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang couldn't hear, "What did you say to Ning Hui just now?"

"Hehe,"

this girl could still laugh, and then Zeng Meimei's next answer made me want to cry—Zeng Meimei bit my ear and said, "I told Ning Hui that when Zeng Beifang proposed to you just now, your husband said it would be more exciting if you said yes!"

Damn it!

Ning Hui hadn't said a word and quickly left the scene with the flowers to avoid upsetting her husband, but now, thanks to Zeng Meimei's interference, Ning Hui felt like she was betraying her husband if she didn't accept the proposal.

I immediately understood why Ning Hui glared at me, snorted, and even actively responded to Zeng Beifang's kiss—she was deliberately trying to annoy me, meaning, "So you're only happy if your perverted husband says yes? Well then, I'll show you how happy I am."

"I'll fuck you, Zeng Meimei!"

I muttered, not expecting this girl to have such sharp ears that she heard me. Then she whispered something in my ear that almost made my dick stand up: "Hehe, it's not like you haven't fucked her before."

My wife and her young husband's passionate kiss was still going strong, and with Zeng Meimei's bold remark, my dick was really about to stand up straight. If we weren't in public, I would have stripped Zeng Meimei naked and taken her right there and then.

After saying that, Zeng Meimei, still understanding, gave me a heavy kiss on the lips as a consolation. Then she turned to Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang, who were still kissing, and exclaimed, "Alright, alright, didn't you kiss enough on stage?"

Zeng Beifang then released Ning Hui somewhat embarrassedly, picked up his spoils from the table, and said to Zeng Meimei with a clearly boastful tone, "Sis, look!"

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei laughed, swaying her hips, "My brother is awesome! I even called Lu Gong up to give us double insurance, but it seems unnecessary now."

Damn, how can you insult me like that?

Then Zeng Meimei gave her brother a wink, "Come on, I'll reward you with a kiss!"

After saying that, she moved her pink face towards Zeng Beifang.

"This,"

Zeng Beifang didn't expect Zeng Meimei to do this. After all, she was his cousin, and he was a little hesitant to do it. He stood there stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Zeng Meimei deliberately rolled her eyes at Zeng Beifang. "Where did that enthusiasm you had when you were kissing your sister Ning go? All that kissing and smacking of your tongue, and now you're acting like you can't even kiss my cheek?"

"Get lost!"

Ning Hui playfully punched Zeng Meimei.

"Hmm,"

Zeng Beifang glanced timidly at Ning Hui, as if asking for permission.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Ning Hui couldn't help but chuckle. "Just kiss me if you want, do you really need my permission?"

Zeng Beifang chuckled and then gave Zeng Meimei a full kiss on the cheek.

While receiving the kiss, Zeng Meimei remarked, "Oh, proposing makes all the difference, huh? You need permission to kiss your sister's cheek now, so pathetic."

"Get lost, you brat Meimei!"

Ning Hui punched Zeng Meimei in the back again. "Would you die if you didn't kiss me like that?!"

The three of them were engrossed in their flirting, acting as if I didn't exist.

Laozi hatched a plan. He picked up the bottle of Chivas Regal, supposedly worth 888 yuan, and examined it for a while. Then, he smacked his lips seriously and deliberately spoke in a pretentious tone, "I say, this wine is supposedly worth 888 yuan, but that's way too much of a rip-off.

It's probably only worth three or four hundred yuan at most." This remark actually worked. The three of them immediately stopped laughing and turned their eyes to me, especially Zeng Beifang, whose face looked a little embarrassed. After all, this was his victory.

"It seems Mr. Lu is quite knowledgeable about wine,"

Zeng Beifang said coldly.

"So-so. I have an occasional hobby, and I like to sample a couple of things in my spare time,"

Laozi said, deliberately making his words sound refined.

“Even if it’s only worth three or four hundred, it’s still a reward for the first place winner, right? Oh, right,”

Zeng Beifang paused, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense, “I should remind the host that there’s another first place winner who forgot to be rewarded, that bottle is definitely worth 888!”

Damn, there’s another first place winner, which just means I got last place—actually, technically speaking, Zeng Beifang’s counterattack was very sharp, almost making me regret it.

Ning Hui quickly nudged Zeng Beifang’s arm to signal him to stop talking, probably not expecting this kid to be so sharp-tongued. Damn, it seems that the Zeng family tradition is that their mouths are never easy to swallow.

“Hey, hey, how can you talk like that,”

Zeng Meimei quickly smoothed things over, “You little brat, you’re rude.”

“Hahaha,”

actually I wasn’t angry at all, I just like dealing with intelligent people, “Look at Meimei, you’re old and faded, I told you I didn’t want to go but you insisted on dragging me along, how can my body compare to that of a young person.”

I admit that what I said had a hidden meaning. After saying that, I glanced at Ning Hui and saw a slight blush creeping up her face again—hahaha, my wife seems to have understood what I meant—what I really wanted to say was that in bed, how could I compare to a young man?

"Alright, alright, 888 or 300 or 400, it doesn't matter,"

Zeng Meimei quickly called the waiter over to open the bottles, brought over several glasses, and poured the drinks. "Anyway, it's all free, so why not drink it? Let's drink until we're completely drunk today."

"Wait,"

I gestured to stop everyone from raising their glasses, then looked at Zeng Beifang before slowly speaking, "Just now, you kissed my girlfriend. Can I kiss your girlfriend too?"

I deliberately posed this difficult question to tease the kid. As I spoke, I stared straight at Zeng Beifang, and I saw his face turn pale instantly.

Then I felt Ning Hui and Zeng Meimei's gazes sweep over me at the same time. Zeng Meimei's eyes were filled with excitement, while Ning Hui seemed to still be biting her lip and glaring at me.

"Mr. Lu, isn't this a bit too much?"

Zeng Beifang, taken aback by my sudden outburst, finally came to his senses and said.

"Sigh, what's wrong with that? It's just reciprocity."

"I kissed her because she's my sister!"

Zeng Beifang said righteously.

"She's also my girlfriend."

I said with a nonchalant expression.

"So, you're determined to kiss her?"

I saw Zeng Beifang clench his fists—what's going on? Want to fight?

"Determined to kiss her."

I pretended to remain calm.

"Mr... Mr. Lu," Ning Hui said anxiously from the side. Calling me Mr. Lu, doesn't it feel awkward, wife? —But I don't know why I suddenly feel a little excited when my wife calls me that — is it really that exciting to steal someone else's wife as if she were someone else's?

“Mr. Lu,”

Ning Hui continued, “can you please stop this nonsense?”

“Hahaha, what can I do when Miss Ning is so beautiful?”

My tone was clearly teasing. Teasing my own wife? This was the first time in my life I’d ever done it.

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly heard a “whoosh” and saw Zeng Beifang stand up abruptly. His 1.8-meter-tall frame looked like an iron tower in front of me. Then I heard him shout, clearly losing face, “Mr. Lu, please show some respect!”

Then I saw him wave his fist in front of my face and point his finger at my nose. “If it weren’t for my sister’s sake, I wouldn’t be so polite to you!”

This posture really startled Ning Hui. She quickly reached out and pulled Zeng Beifang to sit down. At the same time, I felt a foot coming down from under the booth table—hahaha, that was my wife’s foot!

Ning Hui stepped on my foot while giving me meaningful glances. "Alright, alright, Mr. Lu, stop fooling around. Beifang, sit down. Mr. Lu was just joking, don't take it seriously."

"I wasn't joking,"

I immediately replied with a grin, deliberately ignoring my wife's constant winks. Just as I was smugly watching Zeng Beifang's expression of wanting to lash out but unable to, "Ouch!"

I suddenly cried out.

It turned out that Ning Hui had stepped on my foot hard under the table!

Zeng Beifang was a little confused by my cry, but Zeng Meimei, being the shrewd one she was, probably knew what had happened. She quickly stood up and slapped Zeng Beifang on the shoulder twice. "Hey, are you trying to kill me? It's just a kiss, it's not like I'll lose an ear! Sit down, or I'll really get angry."

Then she turned to me with that same heartless smile. "Alright, alright, if I don't want a kiss, I don't want a kiss." She then leaned in close to my lips. "Darling, kiss me!" "

Ning Hui finally pulled Zeng Beifang back to his seat, but her eyes were still glaring at me reproachfully.

To be honest, I really didn't manage to kiss her, which made Ning, the stay-at-home husband, quite restless. What's wrong? Can't even kiss his own wife's cheek? If he's going to steal his wife, he'll be like Messi of Argentina!

I picked up my glass and downed the foreign liquor like it was mineral water in one gulp. You don't know my temper? You know I share the same surname as my wife, Ning, and my temper is just as stubborn!

Just then, the bar's entertainment ended, and soothing music filled the lobby. A space in the middle of the lobby was set up as a dance floor, and a few tourists got up and went to dance.

Seeing this, I decided to try another plan. This time, I completely ignored Zeng Beifang and extended my hand directly to Ning Hui: 'Miss Ning, since I'm not fortunate enough to have the honor of kissing your beauty, I can at least do you the honor of dancing with me.'"

Before Zeng Beifang could react, Zeng Meimei reacted swiftly, quickly reaching out to pull him along. "Alright, alright, let your girlfriend dance with him, so he won't have a moment's peace all night. Come on, you come dance with me too." Without giving Zeng Beifang a chance to retaliate, she dragged him to the dance floor .

Once

the two siblings were out of sight, Ning Hui reached out her hand for me to hold, grumbling, "Are you ever going to stop? I was so worried he'd hit you!"

"Heh, hit me? The person who hit me isn't even born yet!"

I finally grabbed my wife's hand, feeling a little smug.

"Hmph, you're just bragging. Your nose still hurts!" Ning

Hui blinked at me.

Damn, wife, why are you bringing up the sore spot? And you know what, that guy surnamed Lu was pretty ruthless; my nose is actually a little sore.

Zeng Meimei, being very considerate, always led Zeng Beifang to dance a certain distance from Ning Hui and me. Plus, with so many people at the dance floor, we could barely see each other's movements. This got me really into it!

As soon as we entered the dance floor, I greedily pulled Ning Hui close, tightly embracing her increasingly full waist, deliberately pressing her body against me like a sheet of paper. Then, feigning elegance, I took a deep breath over her wavy hair. It had been so long since I'd felt my wife's scent. Actually, it had only been two days since we'd been intimate, but this embrace felt like ages!

"Wife, I've missed you so much!"

As I went through the motions of the simplest dance moves—it was all just a slow waltz, so I could sway however I wanted—my hands, wrapped around Ning Hui's waist, were practically digging into her flesh through her thin clothes. My eyes were practically spitting fire at Ning Hui.

"Ouch, be gentle… be gentle,"

Ning Hui cried out softly, probably genuinely hurt, then playfully scolded me, "Hmph, you don't want to. With the beautiful Zeng by your side every day, why would you think about your wife?"

"Tch! You're the one who's with your little boyfriend—no," I whispered in Ning Hui's ear, "now he's your little husband, partying every night."

"Get lost! You called him 'little husband'!"

Ning Hui playfully punched me.

"Right now, my husband wants you so much! Hearing that guy fucking you so well, I can't take it anymore!"

"Hmph, isn't this your type? The trip's only halfway through, and you can't take it anymore?"

Ning Hui deliberately pouted, then looked at me with an air of unquestionable flirting, her delicate eyebrows arched as she looked at me. "It seems my husband's name is Ning Zhufu, not Lu Gong."

"Wife, stop teasing me, believe it or not, I'm already hard!"

I said, reaching for Ning Hui's hand to touch my genitals.

This sudden action immediately startled Ning Hui, who quickly tried to pull her hand away. "Stop it, there are so many people here!"

"No, wife, just touch it through my pants!"

I pleaded, my face flushed.

So Ning Hui's hand tangled with mine for a while, and it seemed she couldn't resist my persistence, so she finally gave in and followed my hand to my already swollen lower body. As I took a deep breath, preparing to enjoy the caress of my wife's delicate hand while my penis stood erect in my pocket, what I got wasn't the comfort I had imagined. Instead, Ning Hui jerked her hand away as if she had been electrocuted, along with her body that had been leaning against me. Then, Ning Hui turned her face to the side and gestured with her lips. I looked over and saw Zeng Beifang and Zeng Meimei dancing towards us...

Then I saw Zeng Beifang's wary look as he looked this way—damn, how can he let his girlfriend touch my penis?

That night, we drank to our hearts' content at the bar, especially me. I didn't get to kiss my wife, and I didn't get to touch her penis either. I had nowhere to vent my frustration all night, so I just drank and went on a drunken rampage. We didn't leave until midnight and went back to the hotel. I was completely drunk.

The next morning, Zeng Meimei got up early. Half-asleep, I heard her say, "Honey, you keep sleeping. Zeng Beifang and I are going out this morning. There's a relative of ours in a town a few dozen miles away. My father specifically asked Beifang and me to visit him and bring him some things. We probably won't be back until noon."

I was still half-drunk when Zeng Meimei said this, just chuckling in agreement. As soon as she left, I turned over and fell back into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky, and I realized Zeng Meimei was gone—and when I checked the time, damn it, it was almost eleven! Then I remembered what she'd said

that morning! I was completely sober now!

I quickly called Ning Hui, "Where's my wife?"

"In the room."

Ning Hui's voice sounded languid. Could it be that my wife had been kept up by that guy all night again?

"You're alone?"

"Yeah, didn't Meimei go to visit relatives in the North?"

Damn, this alcohol is really getting in the way! My wife—no, his wife—is alone right now, isn't she?

Now's the perfect time to sneak off!

I immediately jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes, and scurried towards Ning Hui's room.

"Wife, open the door!"

I pounded on the door.

There was no response for a while. Just as I was about to yell at the door again, my phone buzzed with a text message. It was from my wife, and when I opened it, holy crap, it was a forwarded message from that guy: "Sister Ning, if that guy surnamed Lu comes to bother you later, don't open the door for him. I could tell he's up to no good the moment I saw him. The way he looked at you with those lecherous eyes, I knew he was no good. I don't understand how my sister could be interested in him!" Holy

crap, they're really going to take this on?

Last night, I hadn't even had a chance to vent my lust for my wife, and now this urge has hit me again. This whole time-traveling thing is too much! When did I ever have to look at other people's wives with such a lecherous gaze?

This time, Ning the cook wouldn't stand for it. He quickly called his wife, and after some coaxing and pleading, Ning Hui finally opened the door.

Then I saw Ning Hui deliberately contorting herself into a coquettish S-shape by the door, her voice deliberately sweet and affected, "Mr. Lu Gong, what brings you here?"

Oh my god, my wife was still wearing that camisole nightgown that guy gave her—it was so hot it made my nose bleed! The straps were still dangling, revealing her ample bosom and cleavage, her disheveled hair highlighting her languid and alluring face—she was so beautiful it made my heart melt!

I was completely taken aback by this situation. I grabbed Ning Hui and hugged her tightly. My wife, barely clothed, gave me a wonderfully sweet and sensual embrace. Especially her smooth, white thighs—I could easily touch them with one hand, and my bones went weak. I have to admit, even at the Ning Mansion, I could touch my wife every day, but nothing felt as exciting as this!

"Lu Gong, you idiot! Okay, wife, stop it! I can't take it anymore! I want you! Now!"

I threw Ning Hui onto the bed and pounced on her, kissing her face repeatedly. I don't think I've ever been this eager in front of my wife before.

The problem was, after kissing for so long, I couldn't get my hands on her lips. Ning Hui kept pushing me away: "No… what are you doing?"

"I want you!"

I kissed Ning Hui's lips. "No!"

But Ning Hui tilted her head again. "I only give it to my husband, and…"

"And to whom?"

"And to my… my boyfriend!"

Ning Hui stammered, finally saying her boyfriend!

"You're so horny. Having a husband isn't enough for you, you need a boyfriend too. Big husband, little husband, you're so happy, aren't you?"

Seeing that I couldn't kiss my wife's lips, I prepared to pull down her nightgown and attack Ning Hui's breasts. "Last night, did he want you again?"

But Ning Hui's hands were tightly gripping the nightgown at her chest. "Hmph, my husband allowed it. My husband likes me with other men! Last night he wanted me again, and he was saying something while he was fucking me."

"What did he say?"

"He said that the guy surnamed Lu was trying to hit on Sister Ning, he's a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

After saying that, Ning Hui deliberately narrowed her eyes and looked at me with a flirtatious look, as if she was teasing me.

"Oh!"

Ning Hui said these horrible words, but her body was firmly resisting me, which made my blood boil. My penis instantly became like an iron rod and slammed against Ning Hui's lower abdomen.

"I can't stand you, wife, please give yourself to me. Your husband wants you!"

"No, my husband is a stay-at-home husband!"

"Then who am I?"

I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine—I started to ask this philosophical question in a somewhat surreal way: whoami?

"You're Lu Gong!"

Damn it, when did my wife learn to be so unreasonable?!

Seeing that being gentle didn't work, I prepared to force myself on her! "Hmph, if I don't take you today, I'm not Ning Zhufu!"

"Hmph! You're not Ning Zhufu, you're Lu Gong! Lu is the Lu of the army, Gong is the Gong of respect!"

Oh my god, I'm going to cry!

"Okay, wife, I surrender. I'm Lu Gong, can I take you as Lu Gong this once?"

"No, what if he... what if he sees this when he gets back?"

"He?"

"My... my boyfriend?"

What kind of twisted spirit is this?

I'm usually quite the troublemaker, but now I'm convinced. This wife-cuckold is really not a job for ordinary people. Now I realize that crawling under the bed is a much more pleasant thing compared to all this trouble!

Just as I was about to give up, Zeng Meimei called, saying they were coming back soon and had parked downstairs at the hotel.

I sheepishly ran back to my room.

A moment later, Zeng Meimei entered the room and saw me looking at her innocently like a wounded lamb. She gently asked, "What's wrong? You look like you're spitting fire in your eyes!"

I hesitated for a long time, staring at Zeng Meimei without saying a word. I really wanted to tell her how wronged I was—my dick was still hard!

Suddenly, like a mad beast, I picked up Zeng Meimei and threw her onto the bed. I peeled her body naked like a bamboo shoot. Zeng Meimei instinctively reached for my lower body. Seeing that my lower body was still hard, she immediately understood the situation: "Is that right? Did you fail to steal your wife just now?"

I still didn't say anything, but spread Zeng Meimei's legs, spat on my hard, iron-like penis, and fiercely thrust it into Zeng Meimei's vagina.

"Oops,"

Zeng Meimei frowned and groaned. Perhaps my actions were too rough and hurt her. But a moment later, she giggled again, still carefree. "Hahaha, you're so cute, Ning Zhufu! You couldn't even steal your own wife? That's hilarious!"

"I'll teach you to laugh!"

My penis began to thrust and stab. "I'll teach you to insult me!"

"Darling, you've been wronged, hehehe... ahhh..."

Zeng Meimei could still giggle when I was fucking her, but soon the pleasure in her vagina was overwhelming. Her lower body twisted and turned passionately in sync with my thrusts, her laughter turning into seductive moans: "Mmm... darling... actually, a wife is not as good as a concubine... a concubine is not as good as a stolen one... isn't there another line after that?"

I knew it; the second line was "a stolen one is not as good as one that can't be stolen! "

We set off after lunch that day and arrived at our next destination very late that night. There were so many tourists here, we drove around the whole city and every hotel we could find was fully booked. Just as we were considering whether to camp, we spotted another hotel by the roadside and decided to try our luck.

Luckily, there was one room left!

Chapter 50: Four People 6

It just so happened that Zeng Beifang was driving, so I went to the hotel to check things out. When the clerk told me there was only one room left, I thought I'd misheard. After confirming, I yelled "Hurrah!" and rushed out of the hotel, quickly telling the three people in the car parked by the roadside.

As I ran out of the hotel, I was so excited I stumbled and almost fell flat on my face—don't judge me, but what does one room left mean—how could I stay calm? You know what I mean.

"Hurry up and book that room! What are you doing out here?"

Zeng Meimei reacted quickly, speaking immediately after I finished reporting the situation. I saw her eyes light up as she spoke, a knowing smile playing on her lips, as if she could tell at a glance that I was about to lose control.

At this moment, Zeng Beifang turned around in the front seat, looking troubled and muttering, "Sis, this room... how are

we supposed to sleep?" "Sleep however you want!"

Zeng Meimei rolled her eyes at her brother, her tone leaving no room for argument. "If you dawdle any longer, you'll be sleeping on the streets tonight!"

Seeing Zeng Beifang still hesitating, Ning Hui finally spoke up: "Beifang, all the hotels we've looked at are full. I don't want to sleep on the streets." —A wife is really reliable at crucial moments. You little brat, don't you see what I've been through all this trouble—getting beaten up, crawling under the bed, and even failing to steal my wife? What was the point of all this?

Now the kid didn't dare utter a word.

Then we each took on our responsibilities: Zeng Beifang parked the car and watched the luggage, I checked in the rooms, and the two women leisurely sat in the hotel lobby waiting.

Just then, the receptionist started registering IDs, and I couldn't help but glance at the two women. I saw Zeng Meimei whispering something in Ning Hui's ear. After she finished, Ning Hui playfully punched Zeng Meimei's shoulder, muttering something like "you rascal," and then both women burst into laughter…

When we went to the room, I grabbed Zeng Meimei and deliberately dragged her behind. Then I whispered to her, "What were you whispering in Ning Hui's ear about?"

"A little secret between women, I won't tell you,"

Zeng Meimei pouted deliberately.

"Tell me!"

I pleaded, my face pleading.

"Then give me a kiss,"

Zeng Meimei suddenly said in a sweet voice. I gave Zeng Meimei

a quick kiss on the cheek. "What did you say?"

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei paused deliberately, looking at my flirtatious expression, before saying, "I asked her if she dared to sleep naked tonight." Damn, you little vixen! I immediately realized why Zeng Meimei was teasing Ning Hui like that—it was all because I wanted to see my wife and her boyfriend's little secret live. This girl always knows exactly what I'm thinking, it's so satisfying. I then gave Zeng Meimei another kiss on the cheek to show my gratitude: "So geliviable! You hero." " Hehe," Zeng Meimei blinked at me, "There's something even more amazing." "What?" "Do you want to hear what your wife said?" My breath hitched: "What...what did she say?" "She said if I dare, she dares." Damn! ... The room was a standard double room, quite spacious with two single beds side by side. Two people could easily squeeze into one bed. Actually, this hotel hadn't been open for long, and the brand-new rooms and facilities made it quite comfortable and clean. Zeng Beifang and Ning Hui entered the room first, naturally taking the beds facing inwards, with the toilet and bathroom near the door. Once the four of them had settled in and sat down, an ambiguous and eerie atmosphere immediately began to permeate the air.

Aside from Zeng Meimei, who remained carefree and nonchalant as if nothing was wrong, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang both seemed a bit uncomfortable, especially Zeng Beifang, who looked awkward sitting or standing. Seeing him like that made me want to chuckle.

On another note, this situation was so complicated that even I, a mere novice like Zeng Beifang, felt a surge of heat and excitement the moment I sat down. Just think about it: the relationships between these four people, surnamed Ning and Zeng respectively, were so complex (I'd already been driven crazy by my wife this morning). Add to that the entanglement of lust and infidelity, and then there's the fact that this slut Zeng Meimei would dare to strip naked in front of her own cousin—if this situation only excites you and doesn't arouse you, I suggest you cut off your penis and become a transvestite.

A moment later, Ning Hui stood up, rummaged through a few clothes, and said to Zeng Meimei, "Meimei, do you want to shower first or should I? If you don't shower now, I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay, you shower first, honey,"

Zeng Meimei replied, turning on the TV and randomly flipping through the remote.

Just as Ning Hui was about to head to the bathroom, Zeng Beifang grabbed her hand, pulled out a nightgown from somewhere, and handed it to her, saying somewhat awkwardly in a very soft voice, "Sister Ning, wear... wear this one."

He recognized that nightgown; Ning Hui often wore it at home—it wasn't too revealing. Ning Hui, however, was still clutching the same camisole he'd brought back from abroad as a gift for her, the one characterized by its deep cleavage and provocative design.

Haha, this guy's got quite a few tricks up his sleeve. Ning Hui's beautiful figure wearing that camisole is enough to make anyone want to commit a crime. Is this guy afraid of stimulating my criminal cells or afraid his girlfriend will be exposed?

"Hmm,"

Ning Hui hesitated, then took the pajamas Zeng Beifang handed her and changed into the tank top she was holding. She then walked towards the bathroom.

At that moment, I was sitting on the edge of the bed in the passageway to the bathroom. Just as Ning Hui passed by, my wife, who was wearing high-waisted brown capri pants that reached just above her knees, was walking gracefully before me, her long, white legs incredibly alluring. I swallowed hard, glancing at those beautiful legs. I noticed Zeng Beifang had turned away and was crouching down, rummaging through his bag. In a flash, I pulled up Ning Hui's pant leg and reached inside her left thigh, which was leaning against me.

Holy crap, that touch was of that fragrant, smooth, luxurious fabric, like marble and Persian satin.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Ning Hui's body instinctively recoiled. She reached for the groping hand that had suddenly invaded her, and turning to see it was none other than her husband, Lu Gong, whose hand was now inside her pants, pinching her buttocks. She dared not utter a sound, only mouthing the curse, "Pervert!"

He then prepared to pull her ear.

Meanwhile, I felt an indescribable thrill, half from the excitement of secretly touching my wife's thigh under her boyfriend's nose, and half from the strange pleasure of being called a pervert by my wife…

Hmph, I can't kiss her, I can't have sex, but I can at least sneak a touch on her legs!

Just as my hand moved up my wife's buttocks, about to slip inside her thin, egg-like vulva, and touched the pubic hair, I sensed a change in Zeng Beifang's gaze. He was about to stand up—I had to quickly shout "Retreat!" and swiftly pulled my hand out of my wife's pants.

Then I saw Ning Hui bite her lip, twist her almond-shaped eyebrows, glare at me, and even tap me on the head before walking past me into the bathroom.

That touch, even if it was only for a few seconds, made me realize how satisfying it was to touch my wife like someone else's girlfriend!

Then I felt a light kick on my back. I turned around and saw Zeng Meimei kick me with her beautiful leg, then her toes crawled up and rubbed against my face. Her leg, also wearing shorts, revealed a section of white skin in an extremely lewd pose—damn, this girl completely disregarded her brother being there!

If this girl was deliberately showing off her leg in front of her brother—I really don't know how slutty she is.

Then Zeng Meimei gave me a series of seductive giggles, the meaning quite clear. This girl had seen me secretly and lewdly touching someone else's girlfriend from behind.

After Ning Hui finished showering and washing up, Zeng Meimei started clamoring to take a shower too. But then, as she wobbled towards the bathroom, she suddenly remembered something and yelled at me, "Hey, hey, what are you sitting there for? Come on, shower with me! Help me scrub my back!" Damn it,

Zeng Meimei! We haven't had a proper bath together these past few days, and now that we're all together, you're yelling about taking a bath right under my wife's nose!

Sigh, what can you do when you're in this world of desires? Don't blame me, wife, I'm helpless against this awful mother-in-law, Zeng Meimei.

I had no choice but to obey, and I followed Zeng Meimei into the bathroom. When I got up, I felt Ning Hui glaring at me again, biting her lip and twisting her eyebrows!

Aside from Ning Hui, I've never taken a bath with any other woman, but I have to admit, in the steamy bathroom, with two naked bodies of the opposite sex so wet and sticky, plus a sexy girl like Zeng Meimei with excellent qualities, how could I call myself a lecherous man if I didn't expend some hormones and act a little rascal?

Water kept pouring down from the showerhead, and soon Zeng Meimei and I were both completely naked. Zeng Meimei pulled me close, her smooth, fragrant tongue prying open my mouth and darting in, then we kissed passionately.

Her tongue was swirling around in my mouth so happily that I couldn't close it for a moment; my mouth was full of water, and I couldn't tell if it was Zeng Meimei's saliva or the bathwater pouring down from above.

"Mmm, uh," Zeng Meimei started moaning and groaning, clearly very passionate about our kiss.

I wasn't humming or laughing; my dick was just starting to get hard—if it weren't for the grander plans I had to accomplish outside, I just wanted to flip Zeng Meimei over and thrust my dick into her cunt from behind her plump, white buttocks, giving her a good fucking.

Although I resisted the urge to take Zeng Meimei right there and then, she wouldn't stop herself, her smooth, full body clinging to me like an octopus, constantly twisting and contorting. Suddenly, as I casually shifted my position, Zeng Meimei's full, D-cup breasts were exposed in front of me, and the showerhead sprayed water precisely onto her large, bulbous nipples.

This spray caused Zeng Meimei to cry out "Ouch!" and then gasp as if electrocuted, cupping her breasts to keep the water flowing directly onto her hardening nipples for a continuous wash.

"Ahhhhh..."

Zeng Meimei's overly sweet moans instantly filled the bathroom.

Damn, I suddenly didn't know whether the pleasure I, as a living, breathing man, gave this woman was greater, or the pleasure from the shower water hitting her nipples—don't scold me, I always ponder these philosophical questions when I'm having sex with women. The shower

water, like dense raindrops, washed over Zeng Meimei's nipples, then splashed into tiny water droplets on those adorable bulbs—the water was warm, and then, accompanied by the spray of water droplets, I saw two already swollen, bright red cherry-like nipples in the misty haze, a truly pleasing sight.

"What...what are you standing there for, darling...lick...lick me!"

Zeng Meimei murmured, her foxy eyes even more hazy in the misty haze.

"Oh,"

As the man who was intimately close to her, it would be incredibly immoral of me not to do something at this moment. I quickly leaned down and began to suck on one of Zeng Meimei's nipples, which was already red and swollen from being washed.

Unexpectedly, this girl was

n't having any of it. She reached out and pressed my head down, as if to say, "Lick...lick down there, darling..." Damn it, I've slept with Zeng Meimei several times over these past few days, but I haven't really licked her pussy properly. And yet, she gave me such a wonderful oral sex gift at her own wedding. Ning, how can you bear this, you little rascal?

With a touch of guilt, and even more longing for Zeng Meimei's plump, alluring vagina, I buried my face in the water—not forgetting to take down the showerhead hanging on the bath rack as I bent down…

I knelt down, grabbed one of Zeng Meimei's legs, and lifted it onto my shoulder, making her vulva, now flushed red from the water and my body heat, fully exposed before my face. Her labia and the fine, curly pubic hair were covered in water droplets, making her look like a fragrant, erotic waterfall.

I gripped Zeng Meimei's buttocks with both hands, pulling her towards me so that her vulva could be as close to my mouth as possible. Once I was sure her legs could comfortably clamp my face, and everything was in place, I left the rest to my tongue and mouth…

Then I gave my tongue and mouth to Zeng Meimei's vulva…

The moment my tongue touched the soft, warm lips of her vulva, Zeng Meimei's body trembled violently, and then a soft, piercing "Ah!" echoed through the air.

Damn, a dolphin-like voice… This girl's moaning is so good.

Then I felt Zeng Meimei's body sink, feeling her entire weight transferred through her vulva to my face pressed tightly against it.

Then, some what looked like vaginal fluid flowed into my mouth. I say "looked like" because the bathwater had been washing over me, making it hard to tell at first. But after a while, judging by the viscosity and unique taste of the liquid, I was certain: my mouth was now full of Zeng Meimei's vaginal fluid.

Not all women's vaginal fluid is delicious, but the vaginal fluid of a beautiful and seductive woman like Zeng Meimei is truly an exquisite taste.

"Mmm... Ahhh..."

Zeng Meimei's leg, which was idly resting on my shoulder, tightened its grip around my neck. Although she felt limp, her leg was incredibly tight, enveloping my entire face, including my nose, under her vagina, almost suffocating me.

I could only lick it diligently. Besides finding a noble reason for the unexpected surprise at the wedding—a return favor—this girl's plump vagina was truly intoxicating to lick, tasted amazing—

I was thinking, if this tasted with a little red wine or cheese... Holy crap! My whole body trembled, my cock clenching!

Zeng Meimei's moans and groans grew louder, and I saw the time was right—it was time for my ultimate weapon to be used!

You guessed it, I was still holding the showerhead! The warm bathwater was still spraying down forcefully...

Judging from the sounds drifting from the bathroom, I could tell that Zeng Meimei was already experiencing unparalleled pleasure from my licking of her cunt. If I were to give her another dose of that damn strong medicine now, I'd see just how extreme this woman's pleasure could be.

I genuinely wanted this woman, who was completely surrendering her pleasure to my mouth, to be happy. So, my lips and tongue never left her vulva, and I continued to employ various licking techniques. Then, I picked up the showerhead and aimed it at the already slightly protruding clitoris...

Drizzle, drizzle, I can't describe the erotic beauty of the fine jets of water spraying onto Zeng Meimei's clitoris—"Soo...soothing..."

As the showerhead continued to pound into Zeng Meimei's core of pleasure, I continued to lick her vulva. This indescribable, powerful pleasure almost rendered Zeng Meimei unable to utter the word "pleasure" completely!

"Ahhhhh..."

Zeng Meimei could only let out primal moans, somewhat out of control...

To be able to create such pleasure for a woman, I felt incredibly honored, and considered it the most fulfilling thing for a male pervert.

Just as I was feeling a little smug, I suddenly heard Ning Hui shout from outside: "Hey, hey, are you two ever going to stop? We need to take a bath in the north!"

Damn it, my wife's unhappy! But if I stopped what I was doing, I reckon Zeng Meimei would want to kill me. It was obvious she was on the verge of climax.

"Honey...faster...faster...almost there..."

I couldn't tell if she was calling me or responding to Ning Hui outside—suddenly, Zeng Meimei's abdomen spasmed, she screamed, and reached out to grab my hand holding the showerhead, pressing the showerhead and my face tightly against her vulva... This girl finally came

...

When Zeng Meimei and I came out of the bathroom, we saw two faces: one was my wife's face, clouded with anger, and the other was Zeng Beifang's, his face filled with astonishment—this guy was probably genuinely frightened by his sister's earlier display of boldness.

Then Zeng Beifang went to take a shower, while Ning Hui sat on the bed, pouting and silent.

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly leaned closer and whispered in Ning Hui's ear, my lips moving but no sound coming out, "Wife!"

"Hmph!"

Ning Hui snorted heavily at me, turning her head away and ignoring me—no wonder, I was only interested in watching my wife make love to someone else. After all, it was the first time Ning Hui had witnessed her husband being intimate with another woman so closely. Women are sensitive, so it's understandable that she felt uncomfortable for a moment.

Zeng Meimei, being shrewd, naturally noticed Ning Hui's mood. Seeing that she was ignoring me, she patted my shoulder, indicating I should leave, and then quickly climbed onto Ning Hui's bed.

Zeng Meimei immediately pressed her forehead against Ning Hui's, engaging in a passionate head-butting, and then whispered a string of sweet nothings in Ning Hui's ear.

If you believe brothers are like limbs, then you must believe sisters are like brothers—a moment later I saw Ning Hui giggling with Zeng Meimei, though she kept uttering words like "annoying" and "you rascal" that sounded like insults but were actually just playful banter.

Good heavens, one minute she was using her best friend's husband like a sex toy, and the next she was making her best friend laugh. What kind of lecherous woman is Zeng Meimei? After

Zeng Beifang finished showering, we all went back to our seats. Zeng Meimei, still feeling satisfied from her earlier fun, curled up in my arms, while Ning Hui was nestled against Zeng Beifang, half-lying on the bed.

Everyone's eyes were on the TV, which Zeng Meimei had randomly set to some soap opera.

A while passed like this, and no one really talked much, except for the occasional discussion about the plot.

I was getting impatient—it was getting late, and if we kept going like this, everyone would be asleep! How am I supposed to watch my wife and her boyfriend's live stream now?

I can't exactly yell, "Listen up, everyone, get ready—one, two, three, let's all fuck together, okay?!"

Zeng Meimei seemed unfazed, occasionally chuckling along with Ning Hui as the story unfolded.

Holy crap, are there any TV dramas worth watching these days? So I patiently watched for a while, following these two women's cacophony. Soon enough, with my superior intelligence and Zeng Meimei's explanation of the background, I understood how utterly ridiculous this idiotic soap opera's plot was: A successful, charming man has a stunningly beautiful wife, but this man has a heart set on cheating. He ends up cheating on his wife with an older woman who's inferior in every way, but the older woman doesn't seem to care much about him, leaving the male lead in a state of agonizing unrequited love. Later, his wife finds out, and to get revenge, she also starts cheating, this time with an even more ridiculous character, making the female lead also a heartbroken victim of unrequited love…

Holy crap, this is all a mess! "What a mess! I'm so angry just looking at this!" I snapped, all serious. "What kind of world is this? Does everyone have to be happy when they can't have a wife, a concubine, or even better, a stolen one?"

Before I could finish, I cried out, "Ouch! Ouch!" Zeng Meimei had pinched my arm hard, yelling in a high-pitched voice, "Steal my foot! I think you're having a good time, you're taking advantage and then acting innocent! Isn't the woman you're holding someone else's wife right now?!"

Right, I was thinking of yelling, "I'm holding someone else's wife, but my wife is being held by someone else!"—If I actually did, it would be not only funny, but also really dark.

Zeng Meimei was pinching me while laughing like a maniac.

I saw Ning Hui also standing there, pursing her lips, trying not to laugh too loudly. The wife naturally understood that Ning, the cook, was deliberately being coy and what Zeng Meimei meant by her words. Poor Zeng, the handsome guy, was inexplicably resentful all by himself. Of course, he knew he was holding someone else's wife.

Zeng Meimei finished laughing and stretched lazily, then turned to Ning Hui and abruptly asked, "Honey, what did you promise just now?"

"What did I promise?"

Ning Hui was confused and suspicious.

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei smiled mysteriously, then crawled under the covers and rummaged around for a while. A moment later, she stretched out a bare pink arm, holding the nightgown and black lace underwear she had just been wearing, waving them around: "Honey, you said I'd sleep naked, and you'd sleep naked, right?"

Wow, this woman is amazing! The problem is, this is too bold! Her own cousin is lying opposite her, you rascal!

"What?! You damn Mei Mei!"

Ning Hui hadn't expected Zeng Mei Mei to pull this stunt, and quickly covered her head with the blanket. "I didn't say anything! I didn't say anything!"

Seeing Ning Hui's act of lying, Zeng Mei Mei got up and tried to pull back the blanket, completely ignoring the fact that she was already completely naked.

Seeing that Ning Hui was halfway up, one of her snow-white breasts was prominently displayed. "I bet from Zeng Beifang's angle, if two-thirds of that breast, nipple and all, isn't visible, I'm not Ning."

Wait, I'm not Lu!

Zeng Mei Mei finally realized something was wrong and quickly grabbed the blanket to cover her exposed breast. "Beifang, close your eyes! What are you looking at? You little brat, be careful you don't get a sty from peeping at your sister!" Damn

you, Zeng Mei Mei, you're just trying to cover your tracks! Are you scolding your brother or trying to seduce someone else?

This Zeng kid isn't exactly a saint either, staring intently at his sister's naked body. Damn, that immediately got me a little excited—of course, I have no idea what Zeng Beifang felt seeing his sister's bare breasts; I've never seen any of my female relatives naked before, I don't have that kind of life experience—but I have to admit, this back-and-forth between the two siblings was really damn exciting.

Zeng Beifang quickly lowered his head after his sister's outburst, and I could see his face was clearly embarrassed.

Zeng Meimei didn't care about any of that and continued yelling at Ning Hui, "Hui, if you try to cheat, see what I'll do to you!" Unexpectedly,

this actually worked. A moment later, I saw Ning Hui making some rustling noises under the covers, and I could hear her voice from under the covers: "You damn Meimei, I'll see if you're crazy!"

Then, *slap slap slap*, Ning Hui also stretched out a bare pink arm, and the pajamas and underwear she had been wearing were thrown out.

My wife's underwear was pink.

The situation was clear now: my wife was completely naked under the covers, and that Zeng guy was sharing the same blanket with her!

Everything was ready, except for one crucial element: the final touch.

But Zeng Meimei wouldn't stop: "Hey, you men, we women are all clean now, how can you still be so covered up?"

She slapped my butt: "Come on, take off your underwear!" She deliberately emphasized the word

"underwear."

"Don't listen to her, Beifang!"

At that moment, Ning Hui poked her head out from under the covers, revealing her slender arms and snow-white shoulders.

Poor Zeng Beifang froze, too afraid to move!

"Hmph!"

Zeng Meimei continued, "You little brat, now that you have Ning-jie, you don't even recognize your own sister anymore! Are you going to take it off or not?"

"This—"

I saw sweat dripping down Zeng Beifang's forehead, his mouth agape for a long time, unsure what to say.

Now I understood how much this poor kid had suffered at the hands of these two women during his childhood.

"I won't take them off!"

Ning Hui chimed in.

Now I was about to cry—wife, if you don't let your boyfriend take his pants off, how is he supposed to fuck you?

This is a room that can be live-streamed! Do you think you can find another like this tomorrow?

Zeng Meimei and Ning Hui finished their back-and-forth banter before finally lying back down in Lu Gong and Zeng Beifang's arms.

In the end, Zeng Meimei forcibly pulled down my underwear, and whether Zeng Beifang actually took his pants off that night remains a mystery.

It was already past midnight.

Gradually, I noticed Ning Hui was getting sleepy, while Zeng Beifang didn't make a move, just holding Ning Hui tightly. This situation made me anxious.

Zeng Meimei nestled in my arms, also looking drowsy, only occasionally making some noises under the covers accompanied by what sounded like fake, coquettish moans.

But no one on the bed next to her paid her any attention!

It seems everyone was really tired of all the commotion.

Now I'm really going to cry. A moment later, I suddenly heard Ning Hui's soft snoring begin...

This night, damn it, is ruined again!

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, the room was still pitch black. Instinctively, I looked to my side. Ning Hui was sleeping on her side, nestled against Zeng Beifang. One of her smooth thighs was sticking out of the blanket, glistening with a beautiful, alluring curve, hanging seductively on Zeng Beifang's body.

That was my beloved wife, and now she was sleeping so intimately with another man right before my eyes!

"Oh,"

I let out a wolfish groan, my penis, exhausted from last night's desires and torment, instantly hardening.

My hand involuntarily reached down...

Just as my hand reached out, it was blocked in mid-air by another hand, and then I heard an extremely gentle voice: "Darling, I'm here."

It was Zeng Meimei!

"You... how did you wake up?"

"Ha, you were so restless all night, how could anyone sleep?"

After saying that, she gave me a very seductive smile, "You, you couldn't stand seeing your wife lying clean and tidy in someone else's arms, could you?"

Before I could answer, I saw Zeng Meimei lower her head and slip into the blanket, then bury her face deep under me, and open her mouth to take my rock-hard penis into her mouth...

The next day, I prepared to get up at the agreed time. Although I later received some comfort from Zeng Meimei's oral sex, I was still incredibly disappointed that I didn't get to see my wife and her boyfriend's live broadcast.

After we all got up, Zeng Meimei remained in bed, looking sickly and pitiful. She said, "Oh dear, I don't feel well today. Let's stay here another night and explore the area a bit more!"

The three of us believed this Zeng Meimei was genuinely ill. I even bought her some medicine, but when we went out, I didn't see a trace of illness on her; she was lively and energetic. Taking advantage of Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang's absence, I asked her what she was really up to.

Her words instantly lifted my spirits.

Zeng Meimei said, "It's all for you! You haven't finished your business yet, so I pretended to be sick so the four of us could stay in that room another night. I have a plan..."

She then whispered her plan in my ear.

"Really? This...this will work?"

I looked at Zeng Meimei with suspicion.

"Just wait and see the show, darling,"

Zeng Meimei said, as if she had everything under control.

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