[Urban] Brother-in-law's Glory (Complete) - Chapter 23

Brother-in-law's Glory (35) Chapter Thirty-Five: Doing Good to the End, Sending the Buddha to the Western Paradise (Part 2)
"Where are your sister's clothes?" Lang Qian asked coldly.
"How would I know where my sister's clothes are?" I strolled leisurely through the presidential
suite . There were eight rooms, each with a wardrobe. I carefully examined each wardrobe
. Lang Qian followed me like a prisoner, but after less than five minutes, he became impatient.
"Stop dawdling, or I'll get rough." Lang Qian suddenly roared.
"I'm not dawdling. If you want to be rough, go ahead. Do you think I knew you, Lord Lang, would appear and then hide my sister's clothes
in time ?" I sneered. The metallic taste in my mouth hadn't dissipated, and I was burning with
anger. Although I knew I was no match for Lang Qian, I vowed to avenge this humiliation.
"Your sister is very beautiful. Any man would be tempted, so don't provoke me." Lang Qian snorted coldly.
He was clearly threatening me.
A chill ran through me. I knew I mustn't act rashly at this moment; acting impulsively would only hurt Xiao Jun. With that thought,
I fell silent, but my anxiety grew. I wondered
what tricks Xiao Jun was up to. Of course, I couldn't pin my hopes on an eighteen-year-old girl. I racked
my brains trying to figure out a solution, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't come up with anything.
"Manager Lang, you weren't like this before. I've received a lot of guidance from you, including knowledge
beyond . I used to consider you my elder brother. I don't know which department you belong to or
who you serve, but a person can't do something against their conscience, can they?" Since I had no better plan, I could only appeal to Lang Qian's emotions
and reason with him. I thought that anyone with a heart would be compassionate.
"Don't give me that nonsense. In my eyes, I only care about loyalty. Morality and law have no binding force on me
anymore . However, considering our past relationship as superior and subordinate, I still advise you not
to meddle. You're an outsider; you have no idea about the complexities of KT and S City. If you get involved
, even if I, Lang Qian, don't act, you won't escape your fate."
"Is it that terrifying?" I turned to look at Lang Qian. I found his eyes still firm and resolute, without
the slightest flicker. It seemed he wasn't lying. Sigh! I sighed deeply, my heart filled with mixed emotions. I thought
that as long as I could get through this predicament smoothly, I would hand over the management of KT to Robin without hesitation, then
take my Xiao Jun and Dai Xinni and leave S City, return to my hometown, and live a peaceful and happy life. Let all those
power struggles and treacherous infighting go to hell.
Despite my reluctance to act rashly, and despite believing Lang Qian wasn't lying, I still couldn't hand
over . It clearly involved Secretary He. Although my relationship with Secretary He was purely transactional,
he was, after all, He Fu's father. He Fu had saved me several times, and even I, in my selfishness, understood
the principle .
Seeing my hesitation, Lang Qian sneered, "You may not like me, but you must believe what I say."
"I believe you," I nodded, my gaze passing over Lang Qian. Behind him, Xiao Jun peeked out from the room
. I noticed she was already dressed; her clothes must actually be in her bedroom.
But Lang Qian had checked everything; why couldn't he find her clothes? I wondered.
"Good that you believe me. We don't have much time," Lang Qian smiled, glancing at his watch
. This was the first time Lang Qian had shown any weakness since entering the presidential suite; his vigilance had relaxed.
Although this weakness wasn't fatal, I had to seize this fleeting opportunity. For Xiao Jun, I was willing to
risk my life.
"Xiao Jun, run..." I lunged at Lang Qian.
"You're asking for it!" Lang Qian roared, his arms flashing to protect his chest. But there were only two meters
between , a distance that only took two steps for someone as tall as me.
Although Lang Qian reacted quickly, I still managed to tackle him to the carpet.
"Xiao Jun, go call security, go..." I didn't care about anything else and held Lang Qian tightly
. He was tackled and held tightly, unable to break free for a moment. I thought that as long as Xiao Jun could get
help, even if Lang Qian was ruthless, he wouldn't dare to commit violence in broad daylight.
"Ouch... stop hitting me, stop hitting me, brother... you idiot, Sister He Fu, Brother Ruogu
is coming soon." Xiao Jun didn't run away but anxiously circled around Lang Qian and me.
"What?" Hearing Xiao Jun say this, I loosened my grip and let go of Lang Qian.
Lang Qian didn't hold back either, using a powerful combination of grappling techniques to pin me to the carpet, cursing, "
You two dared to mess with me! If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know what's what!" As soon as Lang Qian finished speaking,
I felt a sharp pain in my arms, which were tied behind my back. With a "crack," my right arm went numb, as if
it had been chopped off.
"Ouch..." Tears welled up in my eyes from the pain.
"What are you doing? You bad person, let go of my brother, let go of my brother... you bastard..."
Xiao Jun picked up a teacup and threw it at Lang Qian. Lang Qian was only focused on dealing with me and didn't pay any attention to Xiao Jun. He was
caught and the teacup hit him on the forehead, shattering with a crash. It seemed
Xiao Jun was quite strong.
"Xiao Jun, run..." Seeing Lang Qian stand up from me, I screamed through the excruciating pain. A stream of
blood gushed from Lang Qian's forehead, flowing past his brow and dripping down his cheekbone. He looked
incredibly ferocious and terrifying.
"Run? I'll kill you two little beasts today, hehe, little sister, Uncle's here." Lang
Qian grinned savagely as he walked towards Xiao Jun.
"Ah..." Xiao Jun screamed and ran towards the house, slamming the door shut.
"Little sister's name is Xiao Jun, right? Ah, little sister Xiao Jun, even if you close the door, Uncle can still get in." Lang Qian
chuckled lewdly, and with a loud bang, the door was kicked open. Xiao Jun's
scream came from inside the room.
"Lang Qian, come here, I... I'll give you the videotape..." I shouted at Lang Qian through the excruciating pain.
Lang Qian was stunned. He wiped the blood from his face, stared at me with a vicious sneer, and said, "Fine, I
'll let your sister go for now. But this is my last warning: if you dare to play me again, I'll kill you immediately."
"Okay, then I'll rape and kill your lovely sister, then rape her again, do you understand?"
"I...I understand..." I was terrified, but there was nothing I could do. I could only try to calm Lang Qian
down .
Hearing what I said, Lang Qian turned around and walked towards me, step by step. Oh, I thought, this is really the
end.
Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the suite door: "Stop! Put your hands up right now! If you move,
I'll shoot!" I turned my head and saw, oh my god, it was He Fu! The way she held the gun was so
cool.
"Sister He Fu, Sister He Fu..." Xiao Jun poked her head out from the door.
"Xiao Jun, don't come out. Go inside and lock the door." He Fu said solemnly, her
eyes and the gun in her hand forming a straight line, both aimed at Lang Qian.
"Oh, the door to this room is broken, I...I'll go to the room next door. " Xiao Jun listened to He Fu.
She came out of her room and walked towards another room. Her pace wasn't slow, but in Lang Qian's eyes,
this was a golden opportunity. Alas, Xiao Jun was still too naive. She was the closest to Lang Qian at that moment;
she shouldn't have come out of her room.
"Bang." "He Fu's gun fired, deafeningly loud.
Just as Xiao Jun stepped out of the room, Lang Qian leaped to the side, rolling onto the carpet.
By the time He Fu fired, Lang Qian had successfully dodged the bullet. He rolled continuously, his burly body surprisingly agile like an eel.
In a flash, he was beside Xiao Jun. Although He Fu's gun was aimed at Lang Qian, this time,
she hesitated. She dared not fire a second shot, fearing she might hurt Xiao Jun.
"Ah... let me go, let me go..." Xiao Jun screamed loudly, now in Lang Qian's hands. No matter
how much struggled, it was futile. She had become a shield in Lang Qian's hands. In her panic, Xiao Jun's hair fell loose,
and the toothbrush slipped from her flowing hair, landing on the carpet. Her two pink little feet kicked and thrashed,
actually kicking the toothbrush right in front of me.
"Let go of this little girl." "He Fu shouted angrily.
"Put down your gun, put down your gun now, or I'll stab her to death." Lang Qian tightened his arm around Xiao Jun's
neck, and with his other hand, he pulled out a thin metal object from his body, probably for picking locks. However, to
He Fu and me, this metal object looked no different from a dagger. What was terrifying was that this metal object was actually pressed against
Xiao Jun's forehead.
"I'll say it again, let go of the little girl." He Fu didn't panic. She calmly dealt with Lang Qian, her arms
still outstretched, the black pistol still pointed at Lang Qian.
"Hehe, go ahead and shoot. I'll say it again, if you don't put down your gun within one minute, I'll kill
this little girl. Then, don't blame me for being ruthless." "Lang Qian is cunning and ruthless. He
guessed from Xiao Jun calling He Fu's name that He Fu and Xiao Jun had an unusual relationship, so even though He Fu didn't put down her gun, Lang
Qian dared to threaten her. What's even more vicious is that the metal object in Lang Qian's hand seemed to pierce Xiao Jun's
forehead . Xiao Jun was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, but she bit her lip tightly and refused to make a sound.
Her strength at such a young age is truly admirable.
He Fu must have seen it all clearly. She felt a chill and immediately let her arms fall to her sides: 'Don't make things difficult for the child.
If I remember correctly, your name is Lang Qian, you are forty-three years old, and you used to be
the deputy captain of the Second Battalion of the Special Forces of the Sixteenth Group Army. To be honest, I am no match for you, but you cannot be an accomplice to evil. When the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection investigated Wan Jingquan
, we also investigated your identity. You were once a soldier, so you should serve the country, not
any individual.'" "I'm not afraid to tell you, Wan Jingquan has already been placed under investigation, and his son, Wan Guohao, was arrested
here . The only thing you can do now is accept the punishment of the law."
"Law? In my dictionary, Lang Qian, there is no such word as 'law.' Yes, I am Wan Jingquan's man.
I have followed Wan Jingquan for twelve years. Wan Jingquan was my boss before, and he is and will be my boss in the future. Even
if I die, I will be Wan Jingquan's ghost. This is my belief, and I will never regret it. I'm just
unwilling to accept You investigated Mayor Wan, but why didn't you investigate Secretary He, He Tiejun? I joined KT Company three years ago
with the aim of investigating He Tiejun. I just didn't expect He Tiejun's network of connections to be so vast,
nor did I expect you to act so quickly. No wonder I lost contact with Wan Jingquan and his son last night. Alas!
I am truly unwilling to accept this. If we had obtained the videotape earlier, perhaps we would still have a chance." "After Lang Qian finished speaking, he sighed
deeply.
I noticed that He Fu seemed to tremble slightly when Lang Qian mentioned Secretary He. Was there some hidden story behind this?
Alas! I know nothing about these power struggles, nor do I want to know, but I have deeply felt
the cruelty of power struggles, which has strengthened my determination to leave KT and S City.
"This world is not what you imagine. Justice resides in the hearts of the people. If Secretary He has committed a crime, he will certainly
not escape the punishment of the law," He Fu said calmly.
"I am not resigned, and I will not surrender. I was once a soldier, and a soldier would rather die than surrender," Lang Qian
murmured.
"You are very stubborn. Our people will surround this place within five minutes. You cannot escape. Think of your
family , think of your relatives. Don't resist anymore." He Fu seemed very patient in dealing with Lang Qian. Perhaps
it was true, as she said, that within five minutes, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection's forces, including Qiao Ruogu, would arrive. But I was really
worried about Xiao Jun's safety. Five minutes felt like five years to me.
"Five minutes? I only need three minutes." "Lang Qian suddenly smiled strangely.
"Three minutes? What do you mean?" He Fu immediately realized the danger. She was about to raise her pistol again,
but she underestimated Lang Qian. Lang Qian made his move. The metal object in his hand suddenly flew towards He Fu with lightning speed.
He Fu was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but the metal object followed He Fu at a strange angle, as if it had already predicted
He Fu's dodge route. There was a soft groan, and He Fu's right arm holding the gun went limp.
I was shocked. I had just propped myself up when I noticed that He Fu's face had turned very pale, and her hand holding the gun was
trembling. It seemed that even the strength to hold the gun had disappeared. She took two steps back, trying to switch the pistol to her left hand. But in
that instant, Lang Qian picked up Xiao Jun with both hands and threw her towards He Fu like a piece of wood. He Fu
didn't have time to switch the pistol to her left hand. She either had to dodge or drop the pistol and catch Xiao Jun.
In the critical moment, He Fu chose the latter. She threw away the pistol, opened her arms—or rather, opened
one arm to catch the screaming Xiao Jun—but the momentum was too strong. He Fu was more likely knocked down by Xiao Jun than caught her
. The two women fell to the carpet with a thud. Thankfully it was carpet; if it had been
tile, who knows how badly they would have been injured.
"Lang Qian, look at the knife!" Seeing Lang Qian lunge for the pistol, I quickly picked up the toothbrush from the carpet and
threw it at him with all my might.
It is said that when people encounter danger, especially in life-or-death situations, they become
extremely sensitive to the words "gun" and "knife." At this moment, Lang Qian was also highly tense. Hearing my shout and
seeing a white object flying towards him, he instinctively shrugged, dodging my "fatal
blow."
However, when he discovered it was a toothbrush, all he felt besides anger was despair. The
pistol had already been picked up by Xiao Jun and handed to He Fu. Although He Fu held the gun in her left hand, I saw
confidence in her eyes.
"You can shoot with your left hand too?" Lang Qian stared intently at the pistol in He Fu's hand.
"You can try," He Fu replied coldly.
"If you don't try, you'll definitely have no chance; if you try, maybe you'll have a chance." After Lang Qian finished speaking, his body suddenly expanded, and
as he leaped into the air, I was genuinely worried that He Fu might hit him.
"Bang!" The gun fired, and my worries proved unnecessary, because the shot was accurate, hitting Lang Qian right
between the eyebrows .
"Xiao Jun, hold on to your sister, don't look." After the gunshot, He Fu actually hugged Xiao Jun tightly with concern. Looking at He Fu's
pale face, my nose tingled, and tears immediately streamed down my face.
"Oh, I won't look, I won't look. Did Sister He Fu hit him?"
"Yes."
"Is this person dead?"
"No, he just passed out."
"Oh, oh dear, Sister He Fu, you're covered in blood."
"It's alright, wait until I make a call. Zhong Han, take Xiao Jun to the room. Someone will be here soon. There was
a shooting , and you all have to give statements."
"Okay, I understand. Should we call an ambulance first?" I wiped away my tears and asked with concern.
"No, our people will arrange it." He Fu smiled gently.
"Okay." I nodded, pulling Xiaojun towards a house. From that moment on, Xiaojun hadn't
seen the horrific state of Lang Qian after being shot, nor did she know my right arm was broken. I didn't dare tell Xiaojun, afraid she
'd worry. But as soon as we closed the door, Xiaojun hugged me tightly, and I could clearly feel her heart pounding rapidly.
"Brother, let's go home," Xiaojun murmured.
"Yes, after I've finished dealing with some things, we'll go home. You stay in the room first. Sister He Fu
is injured , and I need to take care of her." I gently patted Xiaojun's back, my nose catching a faint, sweet fragrance. This
fragrance acted like a painkiller, instantly easing the pain in my right arm.
"Okay." Xiaojun nodded vigorously.
**********
The carpet was a red and white striped carpet, the white being off-white and the red orange-red. Blood dripped from He Fu's sleeve
onto the carpet, staining the white red and making the orange-red even more vibrant, while her face grew increasingly pale.
I stared blankly at He Fu's wound, because I could only move one hand and couldn't bandage it to stop the bleeding.
"Here, have some water." I poured He Fu a glass of warm water.
"Thank you." He Fu glanced at me, her big eyes looking lifeless.
"I'm so grateful, tell me, how can I stop the bleeding now?" I said with a wry smile.
"No need, Old Qiao should be here soon, hmm." He Fu groaned softly, it must have been very painful.
I felt terrible, God, this woman saved me again.
"Looks like I'll never be able to repay you in this lifetime." I sighed.
"What are you saying? I didn't save you on purpose, it was my duty. Don't flatter yourself. Besides
, I bumped into you last time, this is some kind of compensation." He Fu gave me a disgruntled look.
"Aren't you atheists?" I laughed.
"Atheism is one thing, fate is another, how can you confuse the two?" He Fu said with slight annoyance.
"Alright, alright, stop talking. Want some more water?" I quickly changed the subject.
"No, I don't want any more," He Fu gasped, quietly closing her eyes.
In the silence, I carefully examined He Fu. Her nose was a little round—was it a flaw? No, it was cute.
Her eyebrows were quite thick. It's said that women with thick eyebrows also have thick pubic hair. I wondered
if that rumor was true. Unless I could verify it, I didn't really believe it. Sigh, even at a time like this, I was thinking about
these things; my heart was truly depraved.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Qiao Ruogu rushed in with four men and one woman. He glanced around,
then knelt beside He Fu, gesturing for the others to bandage her wounds while gently scolding, "You're not allowed
to act alone anymore."
"I know, Old Qiao," He Fu smiled faintly.
"Can you hold on?" Qiao Ruogu asked again.
"Yes," He Fu nodded.
"Okay." Qiao Ruogu stood up and instructed a tall young man beside him, "Immediately notify the special plane;
you all need to return to Beijing immediately."
"Yes, Team Leader Qiao." The young man responded and immediately made a phone call.
"Old Qiao, aren't you leaving?" He Fu asked softly.
"Well, I have some things to take care of. I'll go back tomorrow. Xiao Fu, just bear with it. After you arrive in Beijing, an ambulance from the General Political
Department Hospital will pick you up separately at the airport." Qiao Ruogu gave He Fu a gentle smile. My heart skipped
a beat; I vaguely sensed an unusual care in Qiao Ruogu's eyes.
"Don't make such a fuss over nothing, do you?" He Fu said indifferently, her care for Qiao Ruogu seeming somewhat
cold.
"It's not making a fuss over nothing; your injury is quite serious." Qiao Ruogu looked at He Fu's wound and sighed softly.
"Zhonghan's hand is also injured; could you take a look?" He Fu glanced at me.
"Oh, is it your right hand? Come on, Zhonghan, let me take a look." Qiao Ruogu was surprised, but he could tell at a glance that my right
arm was a little deformed. He quickly reached out his right hand to grab my right wrist, and squeezed my right arm with his left hand. After a slight
hesitation, he suddenly understood: "It's nothing, it's just a dislocation. Come on, let me put it back in place for you. It will hurt a little, just bear with it."
"Okay." I was thrilled that my arm wasn't broken, and of course, I gritted my teeth in response.
"Don't be nervous, it's a simple injury, it'll be fine in a second." Qiao Ruogu comforted me while gently shaking my
arm . As he spoke, I heard a cracking sound, and a sharp pain struck my entire body like lightning. However,
this intense pain came and went quickly. A few seconds later, the pain in my right arm gradually disappeared, leaving only
a tingling numbness. I shook my arm and found that I could move it freely again.
"Thank you, Brother Qiao! I never expected you to be so skilled." I exclaimed loudly.
"You're welcome. These are just basic self-defense techniques. If Xiao Fu hadn't been injured, she would have known these moves too."
"Haha..."
"Haha..."
"Team Leader Qiao, the special plane is ready. Please give your instructions." The tall young man walked over.
"Put this body in an ice pack and transport it back to Beijing. You guys go first. I'll
take the statements here. Along the way, you need to take good care of Deputy Team Leader He, understand?" Qiao Ruogu instructed. Hearing him say that
, I finally understood that He Fu was not only a member of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, but also an official.
"Understood," the tall young man said loudly.
"Okay, let's go." Qiao Ruogu waved his hand, and the group nimbly left the spacious presidential suite,
even cleaning up the bloodstains on the carpet perfectly, which I greatly admired.
Qiao Ruogu walked to the window, drew back the heavy curtains, and watched
the movements I came to his side, and looking down from the window on the thirty-sixth floor, the people below looked like ants,
and even the two black cars looked like toys. But I knew these people weren't ants; they were
a group of law enforcement officers upholding justice.
"I won't take Xiao Jun's statement, and I'll just ask you a few questions." After the two black cars drove away from
the hotel, Qiao Ruogu pointed to the sofa, looking at me intently.
"I'll follow Brother Qiao's arrangements." I sat down on the sofa, feeling a mixture of respect and
admiration .
"Don't mention it, it's just routine." Qiao Ruogu smiled and sat down.
"Okay, Brother Qiao, please ask."
"Well, I heard you have a videotape. I hope you can hand it over to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."
"No problem."
"I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow, so it would be best if you gave me the videotape before tomorrow."
"Okay, Brother Qiao, write down a phone number for me, and I'll call you tonight."
"Okay, I'll wait for your call. Also, Zhonghan, you should spend some time with Xiaojun today. She's still young, and her emotional
resilience isn't as strong as ours. After going through so much, she must be emotionally unstable. You should stay with
her and comfort her." Qiao Ruogu smiled and wrote down his contact number for me, repeatedly reminding me to take good care of
Xiaojun . I thought to myself, even if I have to go to the bathroom today, I'll keep Xiaojun tied to my belt.
"Okay, Brother Qiao, I'll remember what you said." I nodded gratefully.
"See you tonight."
"See you tonight." After saying
goodbye
to Qiao Ruogu, I turned and pushed open the door to Xiao Jun's room. On the soft bed, Xiao Jun was actually
asleep. Perhaps she was too tired; she was hugging a pillow, in a cute pose, her breathing soft and even,
as if nothing had happened.
I didn't want to disturb Xiao Jun's sweet sleep. Her sleeping posture was so beautiful. Although she had just experienced her first time,
her face was still so pure, completely without a trace of mature charm. I thought, how wonderful it would be if Xiao Jun could always be
so pure!
But then I suddenly noticed that Xiao Jun's little feet were injured. There was a small,
thin bloodstain on one of her pink little toes, probably from a shard of porcelain. This kind of injury wouldn't normally be easily noticed, but I have a special fondness for
Xiao Jun 's little feet, so I looked closely and discovered the injury.
"Um... Brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Jun looked at me in surprise as soon as she opened her eyes, because I had already put
her injured little toe in my mouth and gently sucked away the blood from the wound. I didn't expect Xiao Jun to be so sensitive while she
was asleep ; a toe isn't a sexual organ, but she still woke up.
"Your foot is hurt, brother... brother will lick it for you." I spat out the toe and explained in a flustered manner.
"Lick your head, go take care of Sister He Fu." Xiao Jun glared at me, pulled her leg back, and
withdrew her little foot.
"Sister He Fu is gone." I lay down and hugged Xiao Jun's petite body.
"Gone? Which hospital? Let's go see her." Xiao Jun squirmed anxiously in my arms.
"No need, she went back to Beijing by plane. If you want to see her, you'll have to grow wings." I
laughed .
"When is Sister He Fu coming back?" Xiao Jun shook her little head.
"You want to know?" I rolled my eyes.
"Of course I want to." Xiao Jun blinked.
"Okay, then tell me, where did you hide your clothes? Why
couldn't he looked?" I asked Xiao Jun with deep doubt.
"Hmph, you made me bleed last night, the blood even soaked into my skirt, so I just washed the bloody parts with water
and hung them by the window to dry. Of course you couldn't see them because the curtains were blocking them." Xiao Jun pouted. I
noticed that Xiao Jun loved to pout; she pouted all the time, which made me itch to bite her.
"Oh, I see. So how did you notify Sister He Fu and Qiao Ruogu? I didn't see you make a phone call
. Did you have another phone?" I remembered another question. "
I didn't have another phone. I just
called . I... I secretly made the call under the sheets." Xiao Jun smiled shyly.
"Making a phone call under the sheets? I still don't understand. You were clutching the pillow tightly,
and the blanket only covered your lower body. I didn't see you make a call." I was very puzzled, and tried to
recall the scene.
"I... I called Sister He Fu with my foot." Xiao Jun smiled mysteriously, her eyes crinkling into
mesmerizing crescent moons.
"With your foot?" I was shocked, staring at Xiao Jun, my heart pounding. Oh, this little
fox is probably lying to me.
"Yes, I have Sister He Fu's phone number. It's the first one. I just pressed the button with my foot to
dial ." Xiao Jun proudly shook her head.
"Your feet can press the call button?" My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Of course they can, hmph, it's my special move, hehe..." Xiao Jun squirmed in my arms, a series of
silvery laughs piercing my ears.
"How come I didn't know you had this special move?" I still didn't believe Xiao Jun's nonsense.
"There are many things you don't know. Do you remember when I was twelve years old, how you saved me?"
Xiao Jun stopped squirming, leaned against my chest, and asked softly.
"How could I not remember? I climbed a tree to pick fruit, and you followed me. But after you climbed up, you couldn't get down
and just cried. It scared me to death. I was just about to climb up to pick you up when you
fell . If I hadn't used my body to block you, you would probably be crippled if not dead. Sigh, luckily, you only
broke your left hand." Recalling Xiao Jun's mischievousness, I sighed. Back then, Xiao Jun was dark, thin, and wild, completely
unlike fair, tender, and beautiful girl she is now.
"I remember when I was in the hospital and couldn't move my hand, my brother bought me a Tetris game to keep me entertained.
Humph, it made me so angry! How could I play games when my hand was broken? You pig, you were just up to no good, deliberately trying to annoy
me." Xiao Jun angrily punched my chest with her little hand.
"Brother was just waiting for your hand to heal so you could use it more often and regain its dexterity as quickly as possible. You really
didn't get a good reward for your kindness." I glared at Xiao Jun.
"Hmph, you're good at making excuses." Xiao Jun's eyes darted around, and she felt that what I said made a lot of sense. Feeling
guilty , she quickly found a way to continue, "But, during the two months I was in the hospital, I used my feet to learn how to play games.
Even after I was discharged, I often used my feet to learn how to write and pick things up, hehe! Now my feet are
as dexterous as my hands, unlike some people who are clumsy and pig-like."
"So you mean you can really make phone calls with your feet now?" I asked skeptically.
"Of course."
"Come on, come on, try this landline." I quickly carried Xiao Jun to the bedside, where there was a
telephone . Each suite in the presidential suite has a telephone, and the master bedroom has two telephones and a satellite phone,
but this room only has one.
"Hmph, watch this." Xiao Jun curled up in my arms, stretched out her left leg, revealing a section of her fair
calf from under her skirt. In front of her calf, her pink little foot was clenched tightly, her five delicately carved toes
lined up , and her pink and transparent toenails shimmered with a glossy sheen. Ah, seeing such exquisite jade feet, I immediately
got hard, incredibly hard.
"Don't blink, see if the fairy sister's feet can make a phone call, hehe..." Xiao Jun giggled
as she stretched her little foot onto the telephone. Suddenly, the row of tightly packed toes opened up together, her big toe
curled up and popped out, her instep clenched to form an arch, and her big toe pressed down on the telephone buttons.
Then she pressed faster and faster, more and more nimbly, like a piano master playing the piano. Making a phone call was more
than enough for her. I held my breath, staring at the scene before me. My God, was I dreaming?
"Comrade Li Zhonghan, how about it? Do you believe me now?" Xiao Jun chuckled.
"Uh... Xiao Jun... I want to see your feet." I pounced like a hungry tiger, grabbing Xiao Jun's jade-like leg,
lifting it gently, and holding one of her little feet. Amid Xiao Jun's gasp, I sucked on her pink big toe.
"Ouch, you're nibbling and nibbling! My feet were on the carpet, they're so dirty! Let go, let go!"
Xiao Jun cried out.
"If you don't give me a proper kiss on my feet today, I swear I'll tickle you!" I spat out her big toe,
warning Xiao Jun fiercely.
"Ugh... you jerk Li Zhonghan, you stinky Li Zhonghan, you only know how to bully me! If you really want to kiss my feet, you have
to !" Xiao Jun pouted.
"No." My tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Ugh... Ouch, stop licking between my toes... Ugh... It hurts so much..." Xiao Jun's coquettish
moans fueled my desire. My tongue sucked on each of Xiao Jun's five toes one by one, even darting
between them, making Xiao Jun moan and groan with pleasure.
"Is it comfortable, Xiao Jun..." I teased her indistinctly as I sucked,
expanding to the soles, insteps, ankles, and heels. Ah, I was going crazy, completely and utterly crazy. I was like
a puppy, licking and sniffing incessantly, my saliva soaking her delicate pink toes.
"Brother... If you're going to lick, why don't you lick both of them at once..." Xiao Jun suddenly looked at me with seductive eyes,
her coquettish cry making me think of a lonely young woman moaning with desire.
I was secretly surprised, but ignored Xiao Jun and continued sucking on her toes. But then, something unexpected happened. Xiaojun
lifted her other jade-like leg, actually presenting her other little foot to me. Not only did I catch this
uninvited beautiful leg, but I also saw her high, rounded vulva. A small wet patch already clung to her alluring lace panties , a faint fragrance wafting through the air. Two pink, jade-like feet, ten exquisitely sculpted toes,
were right beside my lips . Ah, it was so blissful! I frantically extended my tongue, beginning to roam freely between . Every inch of her skin, every toe, I sucked and caressed with all my heart. To my surprise, Xiaojun seemed intoxicated by my sucking, as if she were in a blissful springtime paradise, savoring the finest wine. She was completely immersed in my sucking. The ever-expanding wet patch in the center of her alluring lace panties told me that Xiaojun wanted it. "Brother..." Xiaojun sighed softly, as if yearning for something. "Xiao Jun, your panties are wet, can you take them off?" I held Xiao Jun's legs high with one hand, while the other hand slid down her smooth, pink thighs to her pert buttocks, kneading her delicate flesh. My fingers hooked onto her panties, gently pulling them outwards. The panties rolled up and slipped down , revealing her smooth mons pubis, where a stream of fluid had already flowed down her tender labia. "No, don't take them off..." Xiao Jun murmured, lifting her pert buttocks. Sigh, even at this point, she's still being coy, it's really hateful. "Xiao Jun, brother's here." I quickly stripped off everything, my thick, menacing penis aimed at her glistening vulva. "Ugh...no..." Xiao Jun bit her red lips, closing her beautiful eyes, her full breasts rising and falling. I licked the soles of her little feet, thrusting my hips forward, my thick glans plunging into Xiao Jun's tender vulva, the force of the thrust...

Slowly, but without stopping, I let Xiaojun enjoy the process of being entered.
"Ah... Brother..." Xiaojun moaned sweetly.
"Do you like it? Do you like Brother's big cock?" My cock was completely submerged in Xiaojun's pussy,
the pressure of the flesh walls made me feel incredibly good. I pulled my cock back to the entrance of her pussy, and then went in again. The deepest part of her pussy was full of
suction .
"Mmm... Ah..."
"Does it feel good?"
"Mmm..."
"Do you want me to use more force?"
"Ouch, no... Ah... I said no... Waaah... Brother... It's so full..."
"Then Brother will be gentle."
"Waaah... Now I can use more force."
Slap slap slap... Slap slap slap... Slap slap slap...

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