【姇】(30)

Author: voxcaozz
Published on sis001 on 2016/10/31
First published: Yes
Word count: 11382 words
For some time now, due to various reasons, I haven't been able to update in a timely manner. I feel really bad about it
, please forgive me.
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30
When his heart was heavy and the smell of alcohol rose, the handsome face in front of Lao Li swayed back and forth. He shook
his head to try to see clearly, and the woman in front of him finally transformed into the appearance of his deceased wife. Before Lao Li
could examine her closely, his wife turned away.
Approaching his wife, Lao Li felt infinitely happy. He had been feeling very pent up lately and really needed to
vent. It was rare for his wife to be with him, and it suited his mood perfectly.
Without the support of high heels and the constraints of stockings, Lao Li easily pulled the woman's skirt and
panties off her body. Seeing her porcelain-white body revealed, Lao Li's limp penis reawakened
. He impatiently pulled down his pants, calling out his wife's name, and pushed her onto the bed.
"The stuff inside is so exciting, there's even incest... Let your wife see, I guarantee you'll be ecstatic,
you'll be a groom every night!" Lao Li's intoxicated eyes scanned the woman's fair, pert buttocks, and
the events of the day flashed through his mind. Lao Li's body convulsed. Even with constant self-suggestion and
self-numbing, the flashbacks of the day pulled him back to reality. His illusions crumbled
; his so-called wife was merely a figment of his imagination, a complete self-deception.
The reverie was interrupted by the words in his mind, forcing Lao Li to reflect. According to the salesperson
, she could absolutely satisfy any taste you wanted, with any kind of content available…
Although Lao Li was initially disgusted by the woman's attitude as she sold the pornographic DVDs—her
unscrupulous and pretentious manner in order to sell them—upon reflection, the woman's words held a certain allure
, stirring his imagination and making him restless.
This reminded Lao Li of the content on Wang Xiaofeng's phone memory card. He put aside his disgust
; although he wanted nothing more than to kill Wang Xiaofeng for what he had done, he had to admit
the shock and power of the content.
It was indeed true! Incest, especially the forbidden union that crossed blood ties, was like drinking
poison to quench thirst. Even knowing it was poison, one still wanted to try it. Why? Was Lao Li stupid or just muddle-headed? Actually,
no!
This deep-seated affection and love had been imprinted in Lao Li's mind since Li Xia was a child, and it remained until his daughter's
marriage. Marriage was a significant turning point, filled with the sadness of parting from his daughter.
The reason Lao Li would often call his daughter for help when he was drunk was simply to hear her voice
; over time, a tacit understanding had formed. Furthermore, he had repeatedly taught his daughter to be filial to her husband's
elders, which was also a manifestation of paternal love. He feared she might be mistreated or unsuited to her new family, so he repeatedly
gave her these instructions. Even after she was married, the old father's heart still longed for her.
Ever since his incestuous affair on the eve of his daughter's wedding, Old Li, after sobering up, was filled with unbearable anguish.
He repeatedly cursed himself for his shamelessness, but his daughter, being his daughter, didn't accuse him, which gave him a glimmer of hope. Even
when his daughter returned to her
parents' home for postpartum confinement, Old Li was overjoyed… A thousand words remained unspoken until he, now widowed, visited his daughter's home. During this period, Old Li's state of mind changed.
Seeing his daughter and son-in-law's happy family, Old Li, wanting to dispel his own thoughts and also due to his
close relationship with Zhang Cuihua, brought up the issue of remarriage. Frankly, he wanted to find a way to save face and completely cut off
any lingering feelings, not wanting to disturb his daughter's life anymore. But things didn't go as planned.
Having gone through a divorce, it wasn't actually that bad. What Lao Li found most unbearable was that his daughter had been
hurt. If it were Lao Li himself, he would have just let it go, but since it involved his daughter,
it was like stabbing him in the heart with a knife. This was the most unacceptable thing for him.
After suffering for a while, Lao Li, with his daughter's encouragement, had finally emerged from the shadows. Tonight
, for example, he was a little tipsy, and when faced with his daughter's comforting words, he became dizzy and had
a thought.
"The stuff inside is so exciting, there's even incest... Let your wife see it, I guarantee it'll give you a blast...
"
Lao Li's mind was in turmoil, all sorts of things from the past came flooding back. He shook his head, and suddenly
the words the woman had spoken while selling pornographic DVDs reappeared in his mind... Lao Li's hand moved, lifting the woman's skirt
. Seeing that she didn't resist, Lao Li's movements were slow and trembling, afraid of rejection. But
this time, it went so smoothly.
Old Li lowered his head, searching.
The woman's smooth, water-like back shone dazzlingly under the light, flawless. Composing himself, he saw
the woman's round, large, peach-shaped buttocks, high and firm, right before him, assaulting his senses and making him
unable to resist the temptation of her mature plumpness.
The dreamlike scene was unbelievable. At this moment, the numbing effect of the alcohol and the surging passion of the scene
made Old Li's mind alternate between clarity and confusion. The impending event was clearly before him, yet it felt unreal
, and in its sudden arrival, only trembling remained in his body and mind.
Blinking, Old Li tried several times to hold his breath, but the thoughts in his body and mind were beyond his control;
further resistance was futile, only making things worse. His rapid breathing and trembling body had already revealed his inner turmoil
.
Incestuous relations—the mere thought was enough to drive him mad, let alone the actual act. I had tried this experience more than
a decade ago. Despite the long interval, every detail, every image,
always comes to mind unexpectedly when desire is aroused. At that time, this thought arose under the stimulation of some medium.
It grew increasingly intense, and utterly unstoppable and uncontrollable.
After waves of dizziness, Old Li opened his bloodshot eyes, his blood boiling and churning. His mind
replayed his wife's image, his heart murmuring her name, an attempt to escape the problem. But this self-deception
didn't calm him; instead, it fueled a surge of excitement amidst his momentary remorse. From that
moment on, Old Li's eyes remained fixed on the alluring, white body beneath him. His
temples throbbed again, a
sensation strikingly similar to what had occurred at Zhang Cuihua's house. Even if Old Li didn't want to admit it now, he couldn't forget where he was,
and the intricate relationship he shared with the woman beneath him!
Faced with this situation, how could Old Li, an ordinary old man, remain unmoved?!
The woman's snow-white buttocks were like ripe peaches, round and perky. Her black thong hung down, barely concealing them,
sinking deep into her cleft, only accentuating their large, white size and plumpness, making one's mouth water.
Swallowing hard, Lao Li placed his hand on the woman's buttocks.
The flesh was incredibly sensual, smooth and slippery to the touch, firm and bouncy, gleaming with a fleshy sheen—truly
plump, round, and firm, stirring a strong lust within him. "I want her, I want to possess her, I want to
conquer her!"
It was time to seize the moment, but Lao Li's body trembled even more violently. His heart pounded
wildly, wavering between thoughts. The words "blood relatives" kept flashing through his mind, while the
words "incest" constantly assaulted his fragile nerves.
Finally regaining his composure, Old Li gritted his teeth and whispered, trembling, "Yingtong." Seeing his wife shudder and shift
slightly, he pressed his body against hers…
"He brought me into this world and raised me. Am I just supposed to watch him suffer
? Mother is gone, so I don't need to feel guilty anymore. Anyway, my daughter is his. Anyway,
anyway, it's too shameful…" In her nervousness, Li Xia braced herself on her father's large bed, her face
flushed a deep, intoxicating red, as if she'd drunk a couple of ounces of liquor.
Li Xia knew perfectly well what was about to happen, but this was, after all, doing
something she shouldn't have done with her own father. In other words, even if it was an affair, there had to be a reason!
Deep-seated feelings didn't develop overnight. Decades of companionship from childhood had created
a special bond between her and her father—a dependence, a dependence, a longing. Because she loved him, because he was her father!
"Dad's getting old, and he's been through so much. Didn't we promise to make him happy? My husband
supports me too! Oh, what am I thinking!"
Suddenly feeling a tightness in her lower body, Li Xia straightened up and moaned. A pair of hot, large hands rested on her buttocks,
while an even hotter, harder member forced its way through her body and inserted itself into her already wet lower body.
Her breathing became rapid, even stronger than before. Li Xiang's lower body only inserted the head of his penis, as if he couldn't
believe it. He looked down at the woman's plump, white buttocks.
Through the slightly open window, a gentle summer breeze blew in. Although this season was supposed to be lazy
, the desire in her heart was about to burst forth, like the chirping of cicadas, making her restless. She had to do something
; only in this way could she solve the problem.
The now large, red, and thick glans was embedded in the woman's flesh, warm and slippery, feeling each other
like a fish with its mouth open, its glans intertwined, breathing moisture into each other, sharing the
bitter longing of five thousand days and nights over the past fourteen years.
The glans soaked in the rim of her flesh, but Lao Li didn't rush to penetrate. Because of the long interval,
the sudden arrival of happiness felt unreal. Besides, how could his daughter's panties be so
easily removed? All of this made Lao Li think he was dreaming again. Even with the arrow on the bowstring, time seemed to stand still.
Under the lamplight, the father and daughter's bodies trembled slightly, frozen in place, slowly forming a sideways position!
The moment the large, thick penis entered her private parts, the aroused desire, though only superficially touched,
only intensified the agony. She was left speechless, unable to cry out, suspended in mid-air, a feeling of utter agony that made Li Xia suffer unbearably:
Why wouldn't Dad make a move? He treats me like his mother, does he expect his daughter to take the initiative? It's utterly shameful
!
Rapid breathing, trembling bodies, their blood intertwined, every sound in the quiet room
was crystal clear, fueling a frenzy of restlessness.
Li Xia felt like her body was about to explode. She could feel the trembling behind her, and she could feel that penis
seemed to be losing its strength… Having experienced intimacy, she no longer felt the tearing sensation she had experienced as a daughter, but her father
acted like someone who had never been in the past, still just standing there motionless! It was unsettling, yet she dared not utter a sound
, making the discomfort even worse!
"Mmm~" The blood-pumping union of blood relatives, the forbidden release, the scalding blood igniting primal
desires, the call of lust overwhelming everything. Hearing the woman's soft moans pulled Lao Li from his uncertain illusion
back to reality. He stared intently, the round buttocks beneath him so clearly visible, seemingly swaying slightly,
while his penis was thrusting into the woman's wet paradise. The woman's opening was repeatedly and rapidly gripping his
glans, the tingling, numb, and warm sensation was simply too pleasurable. He gasped, realizing
this was no dream.
Closing his eyes, Lao Li controlled his emotions, held his breath, and firmly planted his feet. If someone were
to shout loudly at that moment: "Li Xiang, you better pay attention!" Lao Li would probably be scared into impotence on the spot.
His somewhat limp penis, after Lao Li concentrated, hardened again with the repeated gripping of the woman's flesh
. He missed the mark at the last minute back then, but now, revisiting this familiar place, he's determined not to waste this springtime moment, he must…
Thinking of this, Old Li took a deep breath, his hands groping for Li Xia's large, round buttocks, slowly
pushing it in.
"Mmm… mmm…" Suppressing her desire, Li Xia tried not to make a sound, but
the sensation of her father's erect penis rubbing against the walls of her vagina not only filled the emptiness in her body, it also tugged at her…
Her sensitive nerves, the intense stimulation of their blood ties, were like parched land being irrigated.
The physiological reactions of someone long suffering from drought naturally erupted. At first, she could restrain herself, but later, like ants crawling all over her body, it was far more than just a
simple tingling or itching.
As the male organ slowly penetrated, she finally couldn't suppress it any longer. Li Xia raised her head high, her eyes half-closed, and a
soft moan escaped from her delicate, upturned nose.
The fusion of blood had truly crossed the line, no longer just a fleeting touch, but a tight embrace.
Old Li felt his glans sink into a hazy world. He tried to regulate his breathing, attempting
to remain calm. The place where they joined was warm and moist; his entire penis was completely enveloped within it
. To his surprise, it fit perfectly.
From the initial insertion to the deepest penetration, he felt as if the cavity was filled with suction cups and tentacles
. First, a tight band was placed at the entrance of the vagina, completely securing the base of the penis. It pulsed continuously, like breathing,
gradually adapting to the size of Lao Li's penis as it throbbed. The layers of folds and granules inside
, clearly composed of countless fleshy sheaths, obstructed and rubbed against the glans, mimicking the movement of a peristaltic massaging his penis—
a delightful surprise for Lao Li.
Suddenly, Lao Li felt his penis, enveloped by the woman's vagina, its glans becoming hot and
swollen, instinctively seeming to swell even larger, as if pressing against a raised leather bowl.
At this moment, the groove at the frenulum of the glans was rubbed by the rolling flesh, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. Lao Li only moved
his body slightly, but felt the intense sucking of the elastic leather bowl even more strongly. With a cry of "Ouch!", Lao Li couldn't help but
move his body.
The oily vagina was engulfing Lao Li's penis, so incredibly flexible. He could feel
a suction from her body as he withdrew.
Lao Li's waist moved like a spring, rising and falling slowly, savoring the sensation. His daughter's wet vagina
gripped his penis, using her plump buttocks as support as it moved in and out, the withdrawal so pleasurable.
Each time, Lao Li felt his daughter's youthful vitality, which made him feel young again, especially his erection
.
"Still my niece..." Lao Li started to say, but then realized it was inappropriate and swallowed the words
back down. Doing this with his daughter filled him with a mixture of panic and surging blood, like the
weightlessness of falling from a great height, a dizzying, unsettling sensation that
was beyond words.
With his erect penis, Lao Li could feel his daughter's body trembling, especially noticeable at the point of their union
. The rhythmic friction from his glans, greasy and slippery, was exhilarating,
an irresistible pleasure born of sin! His body swayed back and forth, Lao Li repeatedly brought his lower body to the depths of his daughter's vagina, the
constant soft, pulsating sounds like a battle horn, leaving no room for thought. His mind was
consumed by the constant resistance, the intimate contact with her.
Immersed in the greasy, moist cavern, Lao Li experienced not only physical pleasure but also a psychological
growth, like a tender bud in spring, relentlessly and rapidly developing. Then, as his penis plunged deep inside, Lao Li, not
content with the moment, reached out and, guided by feeling, touched his daughter's breasts.
His large hand encircled her full breasts from the side, making it impossible to fully grasp them. Old Li straightened his back and pressed against his
daughter's plump buttocks. His penis penetrated deeply, feeling the sucking and licking
of her breasts. He cupped her nipples in his hands, feeling the pulsation of her large, moist breasts. Her entire breast protruded, restlessly
rubbing back and forth in his palms, full and overflowing. Although he couldn't see their movement, Old Li could clearly feel
the two mulberry-like nipples swaying with each touch, extremely pleasing.
His lust surged uncontrollably, especially with the faint, alluring moans of his daughter and the constant rubbing of
her buttocks. As Old Li withdrew, he pursed his lips into an "O" shape, letting out a soft sound, then pinched his daughter
's nipple and began to sway his body.
With her hands braced on the large bed, Li Xia, already panting, felt weak all over from her father's slow movements and couldn't help but
moan softly. After a while, in a daze, she had to support herself on her elbows. Just as she lowered
her body, her breasts were grabbed by her father's large hands.
The erect nipples were caressed by his large hands, and the swaying of her breasts was like waves crashing on the shore. The soft
slapping sounds between his hands and her breasts stimulated Li Xia's senses. She looked down and, just as her breasts were
parted by his large hands, Li Xia saw the dark penis between her father's legs.
The penis was connected to his genitals, covered with blue veins, and was already greasy. It was slowly moving in and
out, and the black testicles hanging between her legs were also astonishing... Just one glance, and Li Xia
closed her beautiful eyes tightly, unable to look any longer. Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't help but moan
. On this midsummer night, a few coquettish sounds involuntarily escaped Li Xia's lips, making her blush with embarrassment .
The more she suppressed her emotions, the harder it became to control her moans, until finally, her voice became a series of soft, uncontrollable groans
.
Because of the rear-entry position, Lao Li couldn't see the expression on his daughter's face, nor could he ask if she was
experiencing pleasure. In his careful movements, as he heard his daughter's moans one after another,
his blood rushed to his head, and all his energy gathered in his head—not his
head, but his crotch.
Lao Li kept his eyes closed throughout the act, his body slightly hunched, his hands reaching under his daughter
's body to rest on her breasts. The sensation was more profound and more intense than it had been a month ago. Previously,
Lao Li had been thinking of giving it his all and pushing hard, but when he touched her breasts
, he suddenly realized that his daughter was pregnant. At this time, he should be gentle and not act recklessly.
Gently grasping his daughter's breasts, Lao Li's buttocks twitched, becoming even more cautious. He thrust his erect penis
deeper, rotating his hips, using his waist as a fulcrum, so that the glans touched the inner vulva of his daughter.
He caressed her gently, lost in pleasure, but this only drew a shy moan from the plump young woman before him, her buttocks
arching even higher.
Li Xia's face flushed crimson, her breathing erratic, her hair cascading down the bedside. Her heart pounded in her throat; she braced herself on
the bed with her elbows, her body swaying slightly, feeling the tender care of her father behind her. This sustained thrusting, though not violent or fierce,
was characterized by its duration. Each thrust brought a blissful intoxication, and a deeper penetration left an unforgettable aftertaste. Her heart
pounded wildly, almost leaping out of her throat…
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The next day, on the red brick road in the Happiness Flower City residential area, Old Li walked alone. His
white undershirt, like the cloudless sky above, appeared pristine.
Wandering along the tree-lined path in the community, Old Li considered whether to return to his hometown. But the thought of going back
meant escaping reality and hiding from his daughter made him waver, hesitant and conflicted.
What excuse could he possibly have to run back to his hometown alone? There was absolutely no reason! Smacking his lips,
Old Li gave a bitter smile. Now, it was all his own fault. If he didn't go back,
what he did to his daughter last night—even if he found a thousand or ten thousand reasons and excuses, could he bring up something from fourteen years ago? But
what was the situation back then? It was a betrothal gift; he couldn't bear to part with his daughter! And now? His daughter was living a good life. Everything
was because of him. How could he possibly interfere like that?
Especially now that his daughter was pregnant, how could he have dared to lay a hand on her? Just thinking about it made Old Li's face
burn even hotter. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Old Li even felt like he'd drunk too much and gone mad last night.
He slowly endured the chill of early morning until the sun rose in the east, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.
He found a chair, sat down, and stared blankly into space. He got up several times, pacing back to his daughter's house, the old man
still harboring the thought, "My daughter is pregnant now, she needs care!" But the thought of his daughter's pregnancy
made him curse himself for being shameless: "She's pregnant, and you still dare to treat her like that, you old scoundrel!" He hesitated
again, feeling lost and uncertain.
Old Li looked up at the building not far away, his mind clearing, and hesitated, unsure of what
to do next. It turns out, thinking and doing are two completely different things. After breaking the original path, can it still be balanced?
Old Li wasn't sure.
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When Li Xia opened her eyes, the room was still somewhat dark. Just as she got up, her son stirred,
seemingly still asleep. Li Xia dressed quickly, tiptoed out of bed, and walked towards the door in her slippers.
Her hands clenched several times, and when she reached the door, she hesitated.
The hand resting on the door didn't turn the handle to open it as usual. At that moment,
her heart started pounding, a sense of panic washing over her.
The dim light in the room seemed to reflect Li Xia's inner turmoil even more, but in an instant, she dismissed
her hesitation: "You live your peaceful life, you're not bothering or affecting anyone, what are you afraid of? He's
sixty years old now, who has considered his feelings? Since I brought him here, wasn't the initial plan to give him
a better environment and improve his life?"
Li Xia's thoughts swirled as she prepared to open the bedroom door. Chengcheng, on the other side
, sat up abruptly from the bed and called out, "Mommy," startling Li Xia. She turned and gazed at her son's slightly
childish face, and Li Xia smiled. Life flowed like water, coming and going quickly, with its ups and downs
, not always as desired. In the blink of an eye, her child was almost grown up. When you need care and love, who is it that
uses their not-so-strong body to warm you, pamper you, and love you? And who is it that stays by your
side when you are wronged, sheltering you under their wings, so you no longer cry?
"Awake!" After a slight pause, Li Xia greeted her son warmly, then turned back to the bedside, took his
clothes, and put them around his neck. Watching him put on his pants, she affectionately reminded him to
brush his teeth and wash his face before tidying the bed and opening and closing the curtains.
Bright light illuminated the room, and looking out through the bay window at the lush greenery
, a new day began in this rhythm.
This time, Li Xia didn't hesitate, opening the door and leaving the bedroom…
In the afternoon, after the plane arrived at the airport and exiting the waiting hall, Wei Zongjian's eager heart finally
settled down. Carrying gifts brought from Lushan, he sped back to his
home in Happiness Flower City.
As soon as he entered, Wei Zongjian sensed something was amiss. After being away for a month, the house was unusually
quiet. He had greeted his father-in-law but didn't see his new mother-in-law. Counting the days, his stepson
should be on summer vacation by now; he wondered where he was off playing. Upon seeing his wife, Wei Zongjian, holding Li Xia's hand,
asked her with a puzzled expression.
"Dad, you're finally back!" Chengcheng rushed out of the room, weaving between Li Xia and Wei Zongjian. Ignoring the fact that his
father was coming home and should be warming up to his mother, he pulled Wei Zongjian aside and whispered.
"Oh? Dad also felt something was off. What happened? Tell Dad!" Before
his wife could explain, his son called him over. Wei Zongjian sat in his son's bedroom, wondering
what his son wanted to whisper to him.
"That wretched woman and her son are finally gone!" Chengcheng spoke, unable to hide his excitement
; his big eyes shone brightly.
Having just returned home, Wei Zongjian had no idea what had happened in the past month. Besides, before he could even settle in,
his son called him into his room. Seeing his son's secretive expression and hearing what he had to say, Wei Zongjian immediately began to
question him.
"You wouldn't believe it, my mother was so angry she cried, and my grandfather was about to fight them to the death!" Chengcheng recounted
the events of that day. Because the door was locked from the inside, Chengcheng hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but
he had heard the sounds. Later, after Zhang Cuihua's family disappeared, he saw his mother repeatedly trying to persuade his grandfather. Chengcheng usually treated his mother...
The son already had a bad impression of him, so as soon as Wei Zongjian returned, he immediately pulled him into the room and
told him everything.
"They're all bad people, they have no good intentions!" The world in the child's eyes is colorful, but he can distinguish between
black and white. Even if there is some familial affection involved, his clear eyes cannot lie.
After listening patiently, Wei Zongjian was about to go back to the room to ask about Li Xia's specific situation when he heard Chengcheng say mysteriously again:
"This morning, I was the one who called Grandpa!"
"Huh?" Confused, Wei Zongjian saw his son whispering in his ear and
asked in a low voice, "What happened this time?" Wei Zongjian knew his father-in-law's personality; he wasn't
as stubborn as his father. He could tell from his father's second marriage. Perhaps he had thought of something else that caused his depression
; it was impossible to rule out.
"Grandpa went out this morning. Mom asked me to call him, but he took ages to answer
. When he came back, he didn't say anything. Then I heard him tell Mom he was sorry, and Mom cried, and Grandpa cried too. Dad,
please comfort Mom and Grandpa; they've been working so hard lately!" Just as Wei Zongjian was pondering this, his son
said to him expectantly.
Wei Zongjian patted his son's head, praising him for being sensible and filial, and telling him not to overthink things. He had just gotten up when he saw
Li Xia leaning against the door, observing him. Back in the room, Wei Zongjian hugged Li Xia tightly, showering her with affection,
and asked her in detail about everything that had happened recently. After hearing his wife's account, Wei Zongjian's heart was in his
throat. He held Li Xia tightly; despite his wife's casual tone, the situation
must have been extremely dangerous and unexpected.
Even the usually composed Wei Zongjian was furious upon hearing Li Xia's account, which gave a glimpse into the situation
. He clenched his fists in anger, lamenting how kind his family had been to them. He realized how easily
one could judge a book by its cover; Zhang Cuihua and her son were truly malicious
. If his father-in-law hadn't discovered the deception early, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Don't worry, don't worry, just think of it as a nightmare. As long as you're alright, everything is fine.
Have you been to the hospital for a checkup recently? By the way, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll get it for you. I even brought some wine back for Dad this time!"
He embraced Li Xia again, gently stroking her lower abdomen, his concern and tenderness
overflowing.
"She's had a medical check-up, she's fine!" Looking at his wife's full face and her almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears,
Wei Zongjian felt a pang of heartache. He kept saying, "You've lost weight! Don't worry, don't worry,
everything's alright now that I'm back!"
Before making dinner, to create a pleasant atmosphere, Wei Zongjian took out his phone and
showed his wife photos of the scenery they had taken at Lushan. He also invited his father-in-law over, so the two of them could sit on the sofa and look at the photos. In Wei Zongjian's view
, this arrangement could both relieve the tension between his wife and father-in-law and allow them to share the joy and feel
the atmosphere—a win-win situation. Their son was also exceptionally well-behaved today, staying
close to his mother and grandfather, asking questions. With his father-in-law's guidance, he explained things like "The sun shines on the incense burner, creating purple smoke; from afar,
the waterfall hangs before the river," and "A natural fairy cave, boundless scenery on the perilous peak," all while
enjoying the warmth and happiness of family life.
Chengcheng looked at his grandfather with a big smile,
glancing at his mother every now and then. Seeing her smile back at him, he was naturally very happy.
Life had returned to normal these past few days, but when he came to the living room that morning, he saw his mother looking
worried again. Chengcheng saw her gesturing back and forth on the phone and went over to her. At that moment, Lixia
was preoccupied with her father. She had no idea where he had gone, but luckily her son was with her,
so she handed him the phone. It would be more appropriate to ask him that way. She held onto the phone until the call connected
and her father returned home.
Facing her father, Lixia couldn't help but feel shy. Seeing his evasive manner, she didn't
know how to start the conversation. Fortunately, her son helped ease the awkwardness. In truth, in Li Xia
's heart, as long as her father was no longer depressed and troubled, everything would be fine. However, a young woman's
shyness couldn't be released all at once; a transition was necessary.
"The food is ready, let's eat!" Just then, Li Xia heard her husband's voice. Looking up
, her eyes met her father's. How could she describe it? In her father's eyes, Li Xia saw
apology and unease; even her smile seemed somewhat frozen.
"Dad, wash your hands and eat!" The words caught in her throat, then stammered out.
Throughout the day, Lao Li felt like he was walking on thin ice. In the morning, while wandering around the neighborhood, he received
a call from his daughter. After much hesitation, he finally mustered the courage. When he heard the voice on the other end of the line,
he was relieved it wasn't his daughter, but also felt a pang of disappointment. He then questioned himself, "I'll listen to
my daughter. If she doesn't want to see me, I'll leave immediately." But after returning to his daughter's house, he
couldn't bring himself to say those words. Evening passed in a blur.
After sitting down, seeing his son-in-law's enthusiasm—pouring wine and serving food—Lao Li felt increasingly uncomfortable.
Think about it, that family of three was doing well; what was he doing getting involved? He inevitably
felt superfluous, and a sense of loss naturally arose.
"Please don't think so much," his son-in-law said. "Li Xia and I don't want to see you like this." He had come home and
, despite the hardship, had cooked such a feast; it was truly kind of him. Old Li held his wine glass,
and for the first time, he tasted a bitter aftertaste in the pungent liquor. He knew the problem wasn't with the wine; it was
with himself.
"If you're feeling bored, go out for a walk. It's summer vacation for the kids anyway, we'll accompany
you!" Several of his sons-in-law were as attentive and uncomfortable as he was.
It was precisely this that filled Old Li with shame, making him realize how far he had gone.
With a clear head but troubled mind, he inevitably drank a bit too much, even becoming somewhat unable to stop. Usually,
drinking with his son-in-law would last about an hour, but this time it went on until after nine o'clock.
Old Li felt suffocated, almost bursting into tears and confessing in front of his daughter and son-in-law.
"Dad, stop drinking!" When Old Li heard his daughter's voice, he was holding a glass to his lips.
He looked up and met his daughter's gaze, seeing worry and anxiety.
Before, he would always cheerfully say, "Dad will listen to you," but this time, Old Li didn't say anything. He
tossed back the strong liquor, downing it as if defiantly challenging someone.
By this time, Li Xia had already soothed her son and washed herself. Her husband had just returned from out of town, and as his wife,
she felt she had to reward him. So she changed her clothes, tidied herself up a bit, and came out to check on things. The father and son had been drinking
for over two hours and were still going strong. Feeling sorry for their health and secretly grumbling to herself, she thought they might drink until
dawn, which was why she spoke up to stop them.
"Please stop drinking! Zongjian, you have a drink too. Don't pour any more after you finish! It's not like we're not letting you drink anymore!"
Li Xia pouted, picking up the bottle beside her. As soon as she finished speaking, Old Li glanced at her.
If she hadn't misheard, her daughter's last words meant that she could still stay here?
Sitting between Li Xiang and Wei Zongjian, Li Xia was only thinking about preventing them from
drinking anymore. Seeing her father looking at her, she subtly took his glass and
said, like she was persuading a child, "No more drinking. If you want to drink, come back tomorrow!"
Old Li's eyes widened in astonishment. "Really?" "It's all up to you!" Li Xia
blushed, seeing her father staring intently at her. The words had barely left his lips when Old Li's mind went blank: My
daughter forgave me! My daughter forgave me!
"It's late at night, just drink and go to sleep, it won't cause any problems!" Wei Zongjian downed his drink,
speaking casually, seemingly in good spirits for the night.
At this moment, Old Li had already seen his daughter's attire and, through the sheer fabric, could see her heaving
breasts—the very place he had touched last night, a place he knew all too well what it felt like. As these images flooded his mind
, Old Li averted his gaze, unable to look any longer, his hands gripping his thighs to distract himself
.
Once the cage of desire was opened, could it ever be closed again?
He fled back to his room in a panic, tossing and turning in bed like a pancake, his breathing erratic. He
wanted to forget everything and stop thinking, but things didn't go as planned. Instead of calming him down, he became
addicted, his legs moving uncontrollably. A voice deep within his soul called to him, controlling him. He got out of bed,
and in the darkness, opened the door again, quietly approaching the outside.
The living room was pitch black. Old Li wandered like a phantom of the night. When his gaze fell on his son-in-law's room,
it was as if he had discovered a new continent, making him tremble with tension: they had forgotten to close the door!
Trembling, Old Li nervously approached his son-in-law's door. He listened intently, initially only vaguely hearing
a few words of conversation, then a woman's sobs.
What happened to his daughter? Had her son-in-law bullied her? This thought flashed through Old Li's mind immediately,
then he heard his son-in-law say, "I'm back!" This made Old Li's heart leap again.
He pressed his ear to the crack, concentrating intently.
"I'm so sorry for being away for so long," Wei Zongjian said, kneeling before Li Xia. Li Xia lay back
, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering with tears, sobbing as she said, "After all that happened, you weren't home, and I was worried about you
suffering outside, and I had to worry about you for your father." Wei Zongjian carefully lowered his body, feeling guilty
and ashamed, and comforted Li Xia, saying, "Dad is a cheerful person, just give me some encouragement and it will pass. Thank you
for taking care of me, and thank you for your hard work." Li Xia blushed and gently moved her body, saying, "I'm sorry too, I've
always made you feel wronged, and it makes me feel bad too!" Wei Zongjian smiled and said, "That's life, don't think so much about it
!"
The old man muttered to himself, "It's really not easy for a couple to reunite after so long!" Just as he was about to
leave, he suddenly heard his daughter's sweet cry, and his heart, which had been at ease, tightened again. He turned back and pressed his ear against
the door.
"Ah~ you bad thing!" Waiting for her husband's intimate touch, Li Xia was overwhelmed with emotion, and
tears of happiness welled up in her eyes. After holding back for so long, Wei Zongjian thrust his penis into his wife's vagina.
The incredibly thick, greasy flesh enveloped his entire body; the exquisite sensation was indescribable. Mixed with
guilt after being given oral sex by a prostitute, and understanding his wife's hardship and exhaustion, Wei Zongjian pressed forward,
thrusting all the way in.
Moans filled the room, the breathing gradually increasing. Old Li could no longer bear it. He quietly pushed the
door open a little wider, until he could see everything through the bedside lamp. He then inwardly complained: "Hey
, why are you moving so roughly? Aren't you afraid of hurting the baby? Knowing Xia Xia is pregnant, how dare you kneel
before her and risk doing such a thing?"
Watching her son-in-law's back angled as he parted her daughter's thighs and thrust in and out, Old Li felt resentful. While blaming him for being inconsiderate, Old Li didn't notice that his own lower body was already hard, creating 　　a large tent
in his underwear .

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