【姇】(39) The Grand Finale

Author: voxcaozz
First published on October 29, 2017
Word count: 42,612 words
姇 (39)
It's been such a long time, but this month I finally finished writing 姇 and explained it clearly.
The weight on my heart has finally been lifted.
I wrote this with a warm and harmonious tone, so there are not too many sadistic elements. I just narrated
it and presented it. As for the writing style, I can't even tell the difference myself!
The third part of the Stealing Trilogy is in the works and will be updated soon. When I was writing, I inevitably felt that my writing
skills were not good enough and I could not vividly describe the character traits one by one. I ask for your understanding. In this
regard, I will learn from experience, strive to improve myself, and try to break through my own limitations. I will
make small changes to the existing foundation with each step, moving forward one step at a time. As for how far I can go
, I will do my best to avoid abandoning it, and unlike *Huan*, which was suspended
for a year due to various reasons. Here, I want to apologize to my fellow writers again.
In my writing, many of the content in the erotic stories are derived from my own life. I present them, and
if you are interested, we can discuss and learn from each other, progressing together. I think that would
be my greatest reward and what I would most like to see!
Friends, *Huan* is finally finished. There's a saying that all good things must come to an end. I think this isn't a
true separation. When "wind, flowers, snow, and moon" arrive, let's come back together and see how I depict
the characters and stories within. Please stay tuned, thank you!
Voxcaoz's thoughts at the end of this article on October 29, 2017! Includes proofreading and corrections!
Main text:
From Li Xia's infancy through her childhood, adolescence, and even her entire formative years, all the
way up until she went to university, started working, and got married, Lao Li's simple phrase "little girl" fully expressed his fatherly doting, tacit approval, and deep love for his daughter—a love 　　ingrained in his bones
for decades . 　　This time, his daughter's second pregnancy further deepened Lao Li's beliefs. Beyond lust, 　　the profound paternal love welling up within him pushed him forward. My daughter, if I don't love her, who will? No one can replace 　　me. 　　It was precisely because Lao Li was firm in his resolve that he overcame the hurdle 　　of his son-in-law, shedding his reservations. When his son-in-law came to the hospital and saw his wife, Lao Li saw emotion, 　　trust, and the harmony of the family in his son-in-law's eyes. 　　On the afternoon of the second day after giving birth, Li Xia, with Wei Zongjian's help, tried to get out of bed and started walking around 　　the room to relieve gas. About two more nights passed, and apart from the lingering pain in her incision that needed time to heal, 　　Li Xia was able to eat some liquid food and, under Lao Li's dietary guidance, began to nourish her body. 　　Before being discharged from the hospital, yellowish-white colostrum overflowed from Li Xia's swollen breasts. Both its color and 　　consistency looked excellent. She held her second child in her arms and tried to get him to latch on, but because her nipples were so large, 　　the little one couldn't take them in immediately, causing him to cry incessantly. 　　Chengcheng was breastfed from the start, and Lixia's milk supply remained plentiful for her second child. To strengthen 　　the bond between mother and daughter, she naturally didn't want to go to great lengths, forcing her breasts to become engorged and instead opting for 　　formula. The problem was that the baby cried incessantly because she couldn't get milk, causing 　　chaos for the whole family. Lixia was also at a loss, as her nipples had become enlarged and were painfully sore, and she was anxious too. 　　Seeing her son-in-law circling around the baby, Old Li rubbed his hands and suggested, "Why don't you use formula for now 　　, and then pump out the milk later to feed the baby?" 　　This suggestion suddenly reminded Lixia of Xiaoli's situation after childbirth when her baby couldn't get milk 　　. Xiaoli had to use a nipple to breastfeed because her nipples had collapsed. Lixia quickly 　　told Wei Zongjian to go and buy a nipple; the most urgent thing was to get through this difficult time. 　　Wei Zongjian was about to prepare the formula when his wife told him to hurry, so he handed his things to his father-in-law 　　and dashed out. 　　With no one around, it was Old Li's good fortune to witness his daughter feeding their second child and stopping her fussing . 　　Old Li noticed his daughter frown and simultaneously lift her breasts, which were already soaked with sweat 　　. 　　"Are they engorged?" he asked, placing the baby in the cradle. 　　Li Xia nodded in agreement. She was feeling a little anxious, and seeing her father's gaze on her chest, she raised an eyebrow 　　and softly called out, "Dad~," her pale face showing worry, yet also a captivating allure 　　. 　　Old Li stared, understanding, and with a smile, leaned closer. He sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at the door, 　　then got up, ran to close it, and hurried back. 　　"Dad, could you close the curtains?" Li Xia bit her lip, her big eyes searching for her father. 　　"Okay~" Old Li agreed quickly and nimbly, turning back to sit on the hospital bed and 　　unbuttoning her clothes before Li Xia could even speak. Seemingly realizing something, Old Li suppressed his restless heart and 　　told his daughter, "I'll get you a basin of hot water." The meaning was crystal clear: even if they found out, 　　he could use the excuse of "warming his breasts with a hot towel," and no one would guess the secret. 　　Thus, the scene of tasting his daughter's breast milk again after fifteen years unfolded. 　　Honestly, breast milk doesn't taste as strong as cow's milk, nor does it have the watery, pasty flavor of formula. 　　However, because it's natural, it's rich in whey protein, lactose, and taurine in higher proportions than cow's milk or formula 　　. This helps promote absorption and digestion in infants, improves brain function and intellectual development, and strengthens 　　immunity. Therefore, breastfeeding is truly the best choice for newborns, 　　irreplaceable by formula or any other milk substitute. Furthermore, because it's sweet and neutral in nature, it contains a large amount of digestive enzymes that aid digestion and also has blood-nourishing properties.

With its effects of promoting salivation, calming the mind, replenishing qi, and strengthening muscles and bones, breast milk is also known as "immortal wine" and has been used in
health preservation since ancient times.
Unbuttoning Li Xia's clothes, Old Li gazed at his daughter's trembling breasts, their plump white flesh
revealing faint blue veins. Even more alluring were the swaying nipples atop the breasts, their dark,
round, and erect nipples standing on either side, forming a V-shape, their color glossy and translucent. Old Li licked his lips.
These delightful breasts before him were tempting to look at, and Old Li was no exception. Fifteen years ago, he had already tasted his daughter
's breast milk, and now, facing it again, he felt somewhat embarrassed: How could I be stealing milk from a child!
That year, when my father came to visit, behind his father-in-law's back, he couldn't resist hugging my waist and suckling my breast milk,
enjoying it immensely. Besides, I had become intimate with my father; it wouldn't be right not to let him have some. Li Xia's mind flashed back
to the quarrel she had with Wei Xi that year. She suddenly straightened her chest and called out to Old Li,
"Come on, if you don't eat now, you won't get any..."
"Okay~" Old Li replied again, no longer caring about anything else. He lowered his head and buried it
in his daughter's arms. A warm, milky scent wafted over, incredibly tempting.
Old Li opened his mouth and took his daughter's nipple in his mouth, and then he remembered nothing more.
It is said that afterwards, Li Xia asked her father how it felt to drink her milk. Without hesitation, Old Li
replied, "I still want to eat!" Li Xia quickly clutched her chest, playfully scolding, "Then why
didn't you drink the milk Xiu Huan squeezed into the cup on Mother's death anniversary?" Old Li shook his head, saying, "That's different
. What father-in-law drinks his daughter-in-law's milk?" He quickly grabbed Li Xia's hand, gently separating it, and two white
breasts sprang out. Li Xia was both shy and delighted, secretly glancing at her father. Seeing him
grinning foolishly at her, she deliberately shrugged, exposing her chest. Old Li's eyes lit up, and his hand quickly reached out
, lovingly grasping the breasts. As they entered his mouth, his daughter hummed
, "Mmm~ Dad, your daughter is still the best!" Old Li couldn't say anything else, only
whimpering like a child, his head tightly embraced by his daughter.
Chengcheng's name was given to him by his grandfather, Wei Xi, meaning inheritance and virtue. Now that it's
time to name the second child, seeing Lao Li circling around the baby every day, knowing how much he adores him, Wei
Zongjian and Li Xia have entrusted this task to him again.
Regarding the name, Lao Li had already thought of several names in his mind, some single-character
and some double-character. He had heard from old neighbors that the police no longer allow single-character
names for household registration, saying there are too many duplicate names now, suggesting parents choose two characters as a base, with three characters as
a priority. With this in mind, Lao Li tried listing the names he wanted on a piece of paper and told his son-in-law and
daughter.
Looking at the more than forty names listed on the paper, not only was Wei Zongjian surprised, but even his own daughter, Li
Xia, was somewhat astonished. It turned out her father had all these ideas in his mind; his silence didn't mean he had no thoughts. Li Xia glanced
at Wei Zongjian, letting him decide.
Looking at each name, each one seemed to hold a deeper meaning, making it difficult to choose. Wei Zongjian reflected
on his life over the past twenty years. Since meeting Li Xia in high school, he had been captivated by this
lively and energetic girl. Every smile and gesture of hers tugged at his heartstrings, a feeling that brought him both
happiness and a touch of insecurity, leaving him unable to extricate himself from the situation.
In the throes of youth, the thoughts of boys and girls are often similar, both yearning for a bright future. Caught in
the whirlpool of emotions, Wei Zongjian struggled to openly express his feelings, a feeling that truly tormented him. If it weren't for
Yang Ge's connection, frequently visiting his home, he might have missed his wife and never had any further contact with her. Now
at forty, middle age, life continued its busy rhythm. From the earlier passion and madness to the current
acceptance of things as they came, it was the accumulation of years of experience. Reflecting on the little things in life, Wei Zongjian's gaze
settled on the name Wei Muli. He felt that his life's pursuit was nothing more than his wife and children. After loving her for so many years
, they had finally achieved their happy ending. What could be more pleasing than Mu Li?
Wei Zongjian believed in fate and had been protecting this love for so many years. So, he
pointed to his daughter's name and told Li Xia.
"Silly girl..." Li Xia smiled and pouted at Wei Zongjian. Wei Zongjian smiled.
His smile looked silly, but was it really silly? It was tolerance! It was thoughtfulness! It was doting! It was
all love!
During her postpartum confinement, Li Xia's body gradually recovered. Two men and a little boy surrounded her,
serving, taking care of, and holding her. They fed her until she was plump and healthy. Her face was bigger, her breasts were twice as big
, and her buttocks were like a big millstone. Even in tight pants, her buttocks were clearly visible. This made Li Xia complain about wanting to lose weight as soon as Mu Li turned
one month old, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to go out in public.
She had no choice but to tighten her belt. Just as she was thinking of cutting back on food, Xiao Muli's cry drew her attention
. She quickly opened her clothes and put her wet nipple into her mouth. Now the baby could suckle with her
mouth, no longer needing the pacifier, and ate heartily. Her appetite was so large that Li Xia couldn't
control herself. Looking down at her nursing daughter, she simply said, "My little darling, when you wean me, Mommy will go
vegetarian!"
However, starting after her second baby's one-month celebration, Li Xia eagerly began to regain her figure
. She had her husband get a treadmill for the study, and later a cycling machine. She exercised
for half an hour after every meal, persisting for a month, and the results were very noticeable. During this time, Lao Li did indeed
run to Lijiazhuang in Xiaonanhe to retrieve a miracle cure for Li Xia's scars, which boosted Li Xia's confidence even further. She was determined
to return to her original appearance as soon as possible, hoping that when she changed into dresses, her stomach would be smooth again
, without the awkward centipede-like incision line visible.
It's said that infant growth is a process; according to the months, lying down at three months, sitting up at six months, and crawling at eight months has become the norm. Who knew...
Four-month-old Mu Li was already sucking on a teething biscuit. When he opened his little mouth, three tiny teeth were already inside, which Li
Xia found fascinating.
"These days, children get good nutrition, which is why they develop so quickly. Back then, you were already a year old, and your body
wasn't as developed as Mu Li's," Old Li would say with a smile. His heart was always with his child
; it would be strange if he didn't know!
After a moment of curiosity, Li Xia understood. Thinking back, all her colleagues' children, at
thirteen or fourteen, were tall, strong, and intelligent.
Wei Zongjian chimed in, "That's really true! Old Li from my workplace had a grandson last year. When he told me about
the baby teething, I didn't believe him!"
Old Li ruffled Chengcheng's hair and laughed, "Let's not talk about anything else, Chengcheng's
grown taller since last year. I bet he'll be taller than Grandpa in a few years, right? Your parents
aren't short, so you certainly won't be short either..."
Chengcheng giggled, turned around, and snuggled next to his mother, teasing his little sister. He'd pinch Muli's
arm, saying, "Good girl," and mimicking his parents, "Your little arm is like a fleshy shaft." Then he'd
kiss Muli's cheek, saying, "Second baby, you're so handsome!" His antics brought laughter to the whole family.
"The weather's nice this afternoon. Around four or five o'clock, when it's not so hot anymore, let's take the kids out
for a stroll and get some sunshine!" Old Li said, placing the wet ring on a basin as he walked,
about to clean it. Wei Zongjian rushed forward and took it from him, saying, "Dad, you've been busy all day, take a break
."
"Quick, quick, get me a towel, she's spitting up milk." At this, both Old Li and Wei Zongjian
turned their attention to the spot. It wasn't milk spitting up from the baby's mouth, but rather milk seeping from Li Xia's empty breast, white
and glistening from the nipple.
Chengcheng, quick as a flash, grabbed a long strip of cotton and handed it over, supporting his mother's breast and wrapping the unused ring
around Li Xia's nipple.
Seeing this, Old Li's face softened, and he said to Wei Zongjian, "Hehe, Chengcheng is so sensible
now, he's a good older brother."
Wei Zongjian smiled and walked into the bathroom. Chengcheng grinned and said, "Mom, you really have plenty of milk!" He
placed his hand on Li Xia's breast and started touching it. Li Xia rolled her eyes at Chengcheng's words, "Plenty of milk my foot,
it's all your grandpa's fault." But she didn't dodge, letting her son completely touch her breast.
Old Li chuckled and leaned closer, saying, "Never mind if he's chubby or not, having plenty of milk is a good thing. A baby
who eats well and digests efficiently will grow faster. Look at the color of this milk, it's both dark brown and white..." Seeing her grandson
fiddling with the milk, Old Li ruffled Chengcheng's hair and said, "Chengcheng, your little sister can't finish it,
why don't you try some?"
Chengcheng blushed and shook his head, "I didn't drink the milk my aunt squeezed for me last year, it's too sweet..."
Seeing his mother glancing at him, Chengcheng quickly stopped talking, making Old Li chuckle and hug his grandson tightly
, "You're shy about drinking your mother's milk..." This earned him a glare from Li Xia.
He clearly remembered the four great poisons: "Sunset Glow, Stepmother's Fist, Crane's Crest Red, Pan Jinlian." The weather outside
was indeed scorching at this time of year; it was already past five o'clock, and the ground was still scorching hot, showing no signs of abating.
Having agreed to go out, Old Li had already covered the stroller curtains early. Mu Li, now past
her 100th birthday and nearing five months old, was old enough to be taken out for some sunshine. So, Old Li pushed the stroller, following her
son-in-law, daughter, and Chengcheng out of the house.
"Letting the child get some sun every day is good for her growth and development. This old man isn't as energetic as he used to be, a stroll
is good for him," Old Li said to his daughter and son-in-law after walking around the shady trees to the south. He then pointed to Chengcheng
running around ahead and muttered, "Don't run too far."
It wasn't even the hottest part of summer yet, but the weather was already quite hot. Fortunately, the past few months of consistent exercise had allowed Li Xia to regain her
former figure, ready to show off her beauty and enjoy a cool summer. This time, when taking her child for a walk, Li Xia
wore an orange silk dress that barely covered her knees by two inches. It showed off her figure without being
too revealing, and her slender arms were exposed at the shoulders. A thin veil draped over her shoulders accentuated
her curves, showcasing all the beauty of her age and adding a touch of color to the lush green field.
She wore black stiletto heels with red soles and shiny soles, her light steps making her even more graceful.
It seemed even the grass was drawn to her mature charm, swaying furtively and
trying to peek under her skirt to see just how alluring her mature body was.
Unfortunately, Li Xia's legs were covered by flesh-colored stockings, even the sheer, ultra-thin kind, which couldn't
satisfy the desires of the men, leaving only a sense of restlessness and helplessness.
Upon reaching the west entrance, Wei Zongjian took over from Lao Li, pushing the stroller behind them. Lao Li held up an umbrella, sheltering
his daughter's head from the heat. Knowing she was prone to overheating, he also took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Li Xia, telling her to wipe
the sweat from her forehead.
Leaving Xingfu Huadu, not far to the south was the sports stadium. After strolling around, they saw it filled with young people playing basketball
. Watching their energetic appearance, Lao Li gestured to his son-in-law behind him, "Jianjian,
you can't waste your age."
Wei Zongjian nodded. Although he couldn't run as fast as he used to play football, he still followed his father-in-law's advice and did
abdominal exercises every day. He knew it was good for his health and that maintaining his body was beneficial for himself and others; at
least his sexual prowess remained as strong as ever, which was a good thing.
"Qi is the commander of blood, and blood is the mother of qi. People should pay attention to maintaining their health from middle age. As long as
qi and blood are sufficient, look at Dad, he won't experience menopause!" Old Li's words were insightful. Besides abdominal massage
, he also insisted on tapping his teeth every day, truly proving the saying: good teeth mean a good appetite, and everything tastes delicious!
These things are passed down from our ancestors. Although no one can understand them all, knowing more
is never a bad thing. As the saying goes, "a skill is never a burden," and besides, the knowledge summarized by our predecessors is indeed very useful in the practice of traditional Chinese medicine.
"If it's effective, why not stick to it!"
In Lao Li's opinion, young people generally don't pay much attention to these things. Socializing is understandable, but it can't be excessive.
Too much of a good thing is bad, and the biggest harm is to oneself. This is something no one can replace. Moreover, Lao Li's maintenance methods go beyond
these things. He has also summarized a set of effective methods of his own. For example, he rubs his hair with his fingertips. Every day, he
does this cycle of treatment on his head at fixed times and in multiples of eight. Another example is
soaking his feet in hot water with some peppercorns to activate the acupoints of his nerve endings. There's also kneeling and walking. All these things
are based on persistence. "
Father really knows a lot." Li Xia looked at Lao Li's black and shiny hair and his ruddy
face, and her heart was filled with admiration. No wonder he's so persistent.
"It's getting windy, it's getting cooler." After walking around for a while, Lao Li handed the umbrella to his son-in-law
and took the stroller.
Walking ahead, Old Li said to his daughter, "You two stroll around a bit more. I'll go back first. I
think the pig's trotter soup should be ready by now. I'll ladle some out for you to cool later."
"Ah? I have to drink it..." Whenever her father mentioned this milk-boosting soup, Li Xia would frown, but
thinking of her child, she would feel discouraged, roll her eyes, and stick out her tongue: "Let it cool first, oh dear~ if I drink it any more, I'll turn into
a suckling pig..."
Back at Happiness Flower City, the three of them walked along the green belt of the community towards the pavilion, intending to
sit there, rest their feet, and cool off. After strolling for a while, they saw a
man with parted hair coming out of the pavilion. He was wearing sunglasses and talking on the phone. As he got closer, Li Xia and her husband could
hear the voice on the phone.
"I just got back from the provincial capital, waiting to pick you up... Oh dear, my mother-in-law
was scolding me at noon for my grandma's birthday party, saying I forgot about her. You heard it, didn't you? If I go over again tonight, she'll definitely make
me stay... I know, I know, but you're here to cover for me, how could I dare to do that...
I don't want to see him. If it weren't for my grandma's 80th birthday, I would never forgive him even if he stared at me to death." The man was dressed simply,
one hand in his pocket, facing the pavilion. His bright red casual clothes and capri pants were particularly eye-catching, and
his tall, thin back was so upright that it immediately attracted the attention of Li Xia and her husband.
"Didn't you explain to my grandma and my aunt already? We really didn't lie. Things just settled down in the province, and
my uncle has connections back home. He and my brother already knew, so there will be a chance to meet eventually, right
..."
Li Xia and Wei Zongjian exchanged glances. The more they listened to the voice, the more familiar it seemed, and the more they looked at the back, the more
suspicious they became.
"I'm right here in the pavilion. Okay, okay, I'll come pick you up now." The man put away his phone, turned around
, grabbed his umbrella, and walked out of the pavilion. He glanced at the west side, paused only briefly, and then
walked over with his West Lake ink-painted oil-paper umbrella.
"Whose beautiful wife is this? Let me see~" Just as Li Xia was wondering, the man approached
her.
"Little Wei, you're quite considerate of your wife. Can't Brother Yang even take a look?" The man's hand trembled, and he used the oil-
paper umbrella to flick Wei Zongjian's arm, finally making him take off his glasses.
"Brother Yang!" Li Xia and Wei Zongjian exclaimed simultaneously. Li Xia had previously asked Director Yang about
the whereabouts of his cousin, Yang Shuang, but had never received a reply. Furthermore, Director Yang's grandmother's birthday celebration was extremely low-key,
leaving Li Xia no chance to participate. Now, finally meeting him, Li Xia's eyes welled up with
tears.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Chengcheng asked, puzzled, seeing his mother's somewhat flustered reaction to the young man
.
"My son's all grown up now. Come here, let me give you a big hug. You're so heavy." The person before them was none other than the elusive
Yang Shuang. Seeing the Wei couple's red eyes and their bright, sparkling gaze,
he smiled his signature smile and, before Chengcheng could flinch, scooped him up in his arms.
"You were just a little kid when Daddy held you, and now you've grown into a big young man. Hmm, it's a surprise every time I see you
."
"Brother Yang, why didn't you let us know you were coming back? We could have prepared. Brother Zhao even mentioned it last night
..." Wei Zongjian was so excited that his body was trembling.
Stroking Chengcheng's head, Yang Shuang paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm planning to open a
Miaoxiang Pavilion in southern Thailand, and it's in the works right now. This is also a surprise for you!"
Li Xia interjected, "Is Mother Yang here too? That's wonderful!"
Wei Zongjian also asked, "Is Mother Yang at Director Yang's house? Teacher Yang is here too, right? If I'd known,
Li Xia and I would have rushed over..."
Hearing this, Yang Shuang frowned slightly, then waved her hand and said, "I was thinking of telling you and Huanzhang so we could have
a good get-together, but then I thought, I'm afraid Huanzhang will tell everyone..."
Li Xia clenched her fist, feeling a pang of anxiety. Forgetting all formalities, she quickly interrupted, "Are you and Mother Yang really planning
to settle in Lingnan and not come back?" Wei Zongjian also looked over, feeling somewhat anxious.
"After wandering for so long, my heart has become wild, but..." Before Yang Shuang could finish speaking, another voice
came from behind him: "But what?" This heavenly voice immediately
drew the attention of Li Xia and Wei Zongjian. On the shady path, a figure in light red seemed
to flutter and dance like a butterfly among flowers, her graceful movements and light steps bringing her close in an instant.
The woman wore sunglasses identical to those worn by Yang Ge, obscuring her face and adding to her mystique. Her once-slicked-back hair
had grown long, but now it had returned to its original style. Smiling, she greeted Li Xia and Wei Zongjian,
saying, "Life is full of unexpected encounters! You were just a child back then, and now Xiao Wei and Xiao Li have grown up so much! Chengcheng
has also grown so tall!"
Upon seeing the woman, Yang Shuang's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he continued, "After wandering for so long, my
heart has become wilder. But, wherever my mother is, that's home. I feel completely at ease wherever I am."
"You're just trying to coax me," the woman said naturally, her true feelings revealed as she removed her sunglasses and tucked them into her
V-neck dress, completely revealing her face.
A delicate face, arched eyebrows, and large, almond-shaped eyes that held a weathered charm yet shone with a captivating spirit—it was clear she had a
story to tell. The woman ignored her son, reaching out her slender, white hand to lovingly stroke Chengcheng's cheek,
saying tenderly, "So handsome!" Her smile, with its subtle crow's feet, possessed a unique charm; her
every gesture exuded an aura as imposing as her height, overshadowing Li Xia. No wonder Li Xia looked at her with such admiration, and
upon seeing the woman, his eyes welled up with tears again.
"Aunt Yang~ You're finally back~"
A trembling voice came from Li Xia's lips, and tears welled up instantly. Then
, Wei Zongjian's eyes also moistened; he moved his lips, wanting to say something but unable to recall anything.
"Oh dear, why are you crying? Little Wei, why are you joining in? Don't cry, don't cry~"
The woman hugged Li Xia, gently comforting her. She also lightly wiped her own eyes, and seeing her son watching from the side, she
scolded softly, "You've been bullying Little Wei and Little Li again, haven't you!"
"Mom, how could I dare! Why don't you let me comfort my sister?" Yang Shuang grinned, stretching out
his arm and leaning forward.
"Stay over there, or I'll get angry if you bully my daughter." The woman pretended to be angry, scolding her
son, but Li Xia had already been coaxed into laughter.
"Chengcheng, hurry up and greet Grandma! Oh, and Aunt Yang, don't leave yet! Come to my house for dinner and stay with Brother Yang for a few more
days..." Li Xia introduced her son, then quickly took the woman's hand and looked her up and down.
She looked almost exactly the same as she had twenty years ago; her beauty and气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance) were natural,
not something artificially created with makeup or skincare. To describe it clearly was difficult, but
a word floated into Li Xia's mind: "Mom." It was as if the woman before her was her own mother,
etched deep within Li Xia's bones, something she had spent her life searching for: "I've always been imitating her. I hope that when I
reach her age, I can also create a legend as timeless as hers."
The woman was indeed beautiful; her every movement exuded a captivating charm. It wasn't a contrived affectation, nor a pretentious affectation
. Her allure was as vast and profound as the heavens and as deep as the water, subtly permeating and conveying itself.
In her stillness, every scene was a painting, a legend, which she portrayed and displayed with remarkable skill. Even the usually
confident Li Xia paled in comparison.
The woman gently smoothed Li Xia's hair and said, "I'll organize it later. I'll find Huanzhang and Feng Ju
, and if necessary, Feng Shuang and Feng Xian as well." She paused for a moment, the scene she had encountered on her way here suddenly flashing through her mind
.
After leaving the villa, the woman put down her phone, glanced around in her nude high heels, and waited for her son.
She ran into Old Li pushing a stroller. The woman sized him up, and a thought quickly flashed through her mind.
She approached and greeted Old Li, "Mr. Li, hello!"
Old Li looked at the woman warily, unsure of her intentions, and nodded perfunctorily
.
"Li Xia's youngest daughter, isn't she?" the woman said, pointing to the baby in the stroller through the gauze curtain.
Old Li was even more confused. He didn't know what this woman in sunglasses wanted, and quickly moved
closer to the stroller, becoming unusually vigilant.
The woman removed her sunglasses, smiled at Old Li, and gestured for him to look at the child. Old Li felt a strange mix of emotions
; he felt he had seen this woman somewhere before, but couldn't quite place her.
"Oh, those two big eyes are just like her mother's; she'll definitely be a beautiful girl when she grows up! Tsk tsk tsk, her little hair is so
black, like it's been licked by a cow, so lovely!" After Old Li stepped aside, the woman lifted the veil and
smiled at little Mu Li inside. Seeing that the child wasn't crying, she kissed her little face and then said to Old Li
, "Little Mu Li is so adorable! Her father must be incredibly fond of her!"
Even after the woman turned and left, Old Li still couldn't figure out who this woman was. He was certain he had seen
her before, and after exchanging words, he knew she was probably acquainted with his daughter and son-in-law; otherwise, she wouldn't be so familiar
with his family's situation
. After mentioning the gathering, the woman paused for a moment, glanced back at her son, and subtly
pouted her round little lips. She quickly composed herself and turned to Wei Zongjian beside her, saying, "
I saw Xiao Muli when I came over just now. A son and a daughter, all guests! You two must be secretly delighted!"
Wei Zongjian's eyes were glazed over; he could only laugh, his body trembling uncontrollably with excitement.
Receiving Yang's mother's blessing, Li Xia was happy, but also felt a pang of regret. She thought to herself, "If I ask Yang about
his marital status, he definitely won't tell me. I couldn't ask Yang's mother before either, it would ruin the atmosphere for no reason
." For a moment, Li Xia suppressed these thoughts.
Early summer days are long, lasting from 4:30 in the morning until 8:00 in the evening. Even now, past
7:00, the sky is still bright and clear, a gentle breeze is refreshing and pleasant. The group stood outside the pavilion in high spirits. Unbeknownst
to them, the melody of "Fishermen's Song at Dusk" from the weather forecast reached their ears.
The melodious tune, like waves, rose slowly and gradually increased in speed, culminating in a sudden, unexpected climax. Despite its brevity, the music 　　conjured a vivid image
in everyone's mind . 　　In this image, a setting sun cast its glow on the horizon where water and sky meet. The evening glow, though seemingly distant, felt almost within 　　reach, bathing everyone in its light. Amidst the vibrant colors, fishermen's songs rose, warm and joyful. The melody shifted, 　　blending emotion and scenery, creating a scene that was both serene and captivating. 　　The rosy rays of the setting sun, shimmering on the water, seemed to ride the waves, expressing boundless ambition, 　　dancing lightly like a melody, until the sun dipped below the horizon, the granaries overflowing with fish, and joy finally subsided into tranquility. 　　Inspired by the undulating melody, two women stood together, the wind ruffling their skirts, making...

The flowers smiled, and the grass was intoxicated, swaying and dancing in the wind,
offering their sincerest blessings for this brief reunion, listening to their stories of joy and heartfelt sentiments.
"It's getting late, time to go. Hmm, let's keep in touch by phone sometime!" The woman put her arm around Li Xia's shoulder,
patting it gently, her voice soft and sweet. In the wind, the woman's light red silk dress swayed, perfectly complementing Li Xia's orange gauze skirt.
Standing with her hands behind her back, her flowing robes exuded an indescribable charm.
"Aunt Yang, every time Zongjian and I call Brother Yang, he never gives us a specific time, it's
like he's avoiding us," Li Xia whispered, snuggling closer to the woman and embracing her as she had years ago
.
"Your brother Yang, he's never been one to be restless in this life. Even though he's been wandering for many years, his heart has always been with you all
. It's been so many years, and now he's forty-one..." The woman hugged Li Xia's shoulder, her smile
always so heartwarming. Every move she made seemed to have a magical power, leaving Li Xia speechless
. The woman smoothed her hair, not finishing her sentence, but Li Xia seized the opportunity and asked
, "Aunt Yang, I know how good Brother Yang is to us. When is Brother Yang getting married? We're all looking forward
to his wedding!"
The woman smiled slightly but didn't reply. However, the person behind her spoke up, "Li Xia,
you've complicated things again. You women love to pry into these things. Do you want Brother Yang to tell the truth?"
Li Xia cleverly chimed in, passing the buck back, "Brother Yang, just tell us already! There are no outsiders here
!"
Yang Shuang's lips curled up, and he spoke even faster than Li Xia, "I found him a long time ago, but I was afraid Xiao Wei would get jealous! I was even more
afraid Cheng Cheng would come after me demanding his mother! And I was also afraid that Xiao Mu Li would never let me off the hook when he grew up!" This immediately made Li Xia
blush, and she grabbed the woman's arm, demanding an explanation, "Mom, Brother Yang is bullying me again."
The woman chuckled and pulled Li Xia into her arms.
As Yang walked towards the car, he waved and smiled, softly reciting: "A hundred
flowers bloom, I wander through gardens, always searching for that beautiful young woman in green from my dreams. Even the most vibrant colors cannot compare to
your face... Time has passed, I've suppressed my feelings, yet you still guide me back from my misguided path, leaving me
in a state of blissful intoxication." His verses flowed like a solo performance on a harp, improvisational yet emotionally charged, drawing
the listener unconsciously into his mood and making them submit to him.
After finishing, Yang opened the car door, glanced back, a slight smile playing on his lips, and called out, "Mom,
it's time to go." He then said to Li Xia and Wei Zongjian, "We'll see each other soon, don't look at me like that. You're all
here with me!" He pounded his chest and jumped into the car.
Hearing this, the woman's face lit up with a radiant smile. She watched her son get into the car, then turned to face Li Xia,
gently pinching her nose with a doting expression. "Don't you know your brother Yang's feelings? Hehe, he
hates being cooped up. Oh, I forgot to tell you, you should call me 'Auntie Chai' from now on, it'll sound nicer to your brother Yang!"
The woman's sudden remark made Li Xia's heart skip a beat.
No matter how hard she tried to suppress her thoughts, she couldn't help but reveal the doubts that had been weighing on her heart.
The video of "Strings of Longing" showed Yang washing the beautiful woman's hair, and the
song "Let's Connect, Let's Promise Each Other for a Hundred Years" was performed by this mother and son.
"Chai Miaoren? Chai Lingxiu! Mom!" Li Xia uttered in a daze, immediately realizing her rudeness.
Chai Lingxiu hugged her tightly, calling her "daughter," which brought tears to Wei Zongjian's
eyes, who had been dazed the whole time.
Before getting into the car, Chai Lingxiu waved to Wei Zongjian, straightened his clothes, and looked him up and down:
"Little Wei is still so shy, hmm... you've gained weight. You have something on your mind to tell me, right? Hmm? You're forty already, why are
you still so shy!"
Wei Zongjian lowered his head, choked back a sob, and suddenly hugged Chai Lingxiu tightly
, startling her. She heard the voice of her relatively quiet child beside her: "Mom..."
"Hehe, this kid, just like he was in high school..."
The Wrangler roared to life, and the people inside and outside waved goodbye to each other. At that moment,
Wei Chengcheng saw everything. Taking a moment to interject, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Mom,
what did you mean by 'lianlianlian' when you were talking to the pretty grandma? Why did she just smile and not answer? To me, Yang Dada
and the pretty grandma look more like a bride and groom at their wedding!"
Indeed, the matching outfits on the mother and son made it difficult for anyone to discern their true identities.
Both of them wore gold Cupid anklets, and even Chengcheng noticed something amiss, let alone Li
Xia and Wei Zongjian!
"Don't talk nonsense! She's the person Mom admires most besides your maternal grandmother!" Li Xia patted her son's shoulder,
gesturing for him to go home. Chengcheng grinned, then said to Li Xia, "Mom, then I want to be your girlfriend too, okay..."
Before Li Xia could speak, little Chengcheng laughed and skipped away.
Li Xia was somewhat amused and exasperated. Her mind raced, thinking of her father. "Dad and I were like Yang Ge and Mom
, we ended up together..." Composing herself, she noticed her husband still staring intently in
the direction the car had disappeared, completely lost in thought.
"What are you still looking at?" Li Xia waved her hand in front of Wei Zongjian's eyes, but he hugged her.
At that moment, Li Xia noticed her husband's unusual physical state and asked in surprise, "Why are you hard?"
Her husband looked extremely embarrassed, stammering as he tried to avoid her gaze. Li Xia demanded,
"What's going on?" She only heard the young Wei, whom the woman had been talking about, say, "Wife, I want to
go back now and... to make love to you, I want to fuck you!"
"You bad thing, how could you think of... ugh, you stinking brat, you're going to get angry with Brother Yang!"
Li Xia stamped her foot, instantly understanding her husband's thoughts. She blushed deeply, knowing that her husband
had missed something during high school, but she couldn't truly blame him. Finally, she stammered, "You're getting bolder and bolder..."
"How could you have designs on her...?"
"I didn't, I didn't want to, but I couldn't control myself... How about, how about you be my
mom tonight... I want to be pampered like you and Dad do..." Xiao Wei replied weakly
, his voice growing softer with each word. The image etched in his mind was indeed the graceful figure of that elegant woman in her water-red dress,
a scene just like his lover at this moment, swaying like flowers in the wind, vibrant and beautiful. Especially when Xiao Wei remembered
that the woman's mother was also wearing high heels, her legs seemingly smooth and glossy, but in his manly eyes,
she was actually wearing stockings, even thinner and more sheer than his wife's, Xiao Wei's lower body
became incredibly hard, turning into a huge iron rod. Moreover, for Xiao Wei personally, perhaps his fascination
with stockings and high heels began in high school.
In a daze, besides the beautiful woman in flowing robes before him who haunted his thoughts, his mother had been hidden deep in his
heart for many years, always haunting his dreams and impossible for him to forget. Wei Zongjian remembered her kindness, her love, and her
meticulous care for him back then, and a look of longing and yearning naturally appeared on his face. ...
(The End)
Postscript 1:
... Taking care of the children was actually very busy, with no time to spare revolving around the second child, Xiao Muli
, yet it brought great joy and happiness to the whole family. Especially the occasional passionate interlude, which
filled Lao Li's life with joy. Every breath seemed to be filled with ambiguity, making each
day fresh and alluring.
It was in these busy days that Lao Li's sixtieth birthday arrived.
In previous years, Lao Li had never taken his birthday seriously, and this year was no exception. Originally,
he wasn't that old, and naturally didn't want his children to be burdened with chores and constantly worry about him. But Li Xia didn't see it that way.
She only had one father now, and it was his sixtieth birthday, so she felt it deserved to be celebrated more.
From now on, she wanted to give her father a different birthday celebration every year—firstly, so the family could gather for a meal
and have a lively time; secondly, to express her gratitude for her father's care over the years. Therefore, Li Xia booked
a restaurant in advance, secretly telling Wei Zongjian about it behind Old Li's back, emphasizing that he must come back that day no matter how busy he was—
it was an important matter that couldn't be postponed.
On Old Li's birthday, Li Xia and her family brought him to the restaurant. Seeing this, Old Li
understood. He muttered to himself, thinking it unnecessary to go out to eat, as it was more convenient and cleaner to eat at home. But what
he really worried about was his several-month-old granddaughter, afraid of tiring her out. However,
Old Li's face was already beaming with joy, and his gaze towards his daughter became even more affectionate.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, Li Xia intended to take the child from her father, but Old Li stopped her, saying, "
It wouldn't be good if such clean clothes got dirty." His smiling face conveyed to Li Xia and Wei Zongjian
that he both doted on his own daughter and couldn't bear to leave his granddaughter out in public; it seemed his beloved granddaughter
cared for him even more than Li Xia, the mother herself.
Just as the family was enjoying their time together, Chengcheng, who was watching the commotion from the window, announced, "My
uncle and aunt have arrived, and my grandparents are here too!" Li Xia and Wei Zongjian quickly got up and came downstairs
to greet them.
"A happy occasion makes you so happy! Look how radiant you are, brother! I'm here to wish you a happy birthday!" Chen Zhanying
's booming voice, as always, drowned out everyone else's, but his wife scolded him, "Aren't you afraid
of scaring the child?" This immediately drew laughter from everyone.
With the door closed and no outsiders present, there was no need for formalities. After a few rounds of drinks, when the waiter pushed the birthday cake
into the private room and the birthday song began to play, Old Li stood up, deeply
moved. His emotions lingered for a long time.
Having both a son and a daughter, both filial and capable homemakers, was such a rare blessing. Looking at his children, Li Xia and Li Yong, Old Li felt
a warmth in his heart and, with a smile, blew out the candles in front of everyone. Sharing the joys of family life in one's later years is
a dream for every elderly person. This scene and atmosphere deeply moved everyone present. Besides blessing Old Li, it also
brought everyone together, allowing them to experience the warmth and happiness of family.
Seeing this, Li Xia took out her phone and handed it to the waiter, asking him to take a family photo. The commotion caused by everyone was so
loud that it woke up the sleeping little Mu Li. The little one stared
wide-eyed at everyone, completely bewildered as to what the adults were doing and why they were disturbing her rest. This was unacceptable
; she started crying incessantly.
Unable to breastfeed in front of everyone, Li Xia quickly took out a pre-prepared bottle from her bag, added some
hot water, and fed it to her daughter. After much coaxing, Mu Li finally settled down, only to find that the little one
had peed on her thighs.
When Li Xia arrived, she wore a white, collared, Korean-style lace dress. The sheer lace above her chest
revealed the fair skin between her collarbones while subtly concealing her most important area. Every movement
accentuated the ample bosom beneath, inadvertently teasing those around her, making her
heart race and her mouth dry. One couldn't help but steal glances, hoping for
a glimpse of her breasts.
The dress, neither too short nor too long, had regained its former slender shape after childbirth. She wore
ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose that shimmered in the light,
making her incredibly eye-catching. Paired with seven-centimeter red-soled nude heels, she undoubtedly added to her allure
.
Li Xia looked down at herself. Her skirt wasn't very wet, but her flesh-colored stockings
were almost completely soaked from her thighs to her calves with her daughter's urine. She was both amused and exasperated. She should have
put diapers on her daughter.
Xiao Yong, though married with children and in his mid-thirties, was still
the same as before, without a trace of his usual tantrum. Seeing his sister's wet thighs, Xiao Yong initially tried to soothe her.
As the girl was handed over to her brother-in-law, Xiao Yong reached out and placed his hand on Li Xia's thigh,
slapping it twice and making quite a noise, while jokingly saying, "Now you're soaking wet, aren't you? Your daughter
won't let you wear stockings anymore, haha~"
"Get away, you're just making things worse!" Li Xia pretended to be annoyed, swatting Xiao Yong's hand away, exchanging a knowing look with the crowd, and
hurriedly went into the bathroom with her handbag. Xiao Yong shook his head and said in front of everyone, "My sister is
just so vain, hehe~ Just you wait, she'll definitely come out with changed stockings, I bet you a glass of baijiu..."
When she came out of the bathroom, Li Xia was indeed wearing a pair of gray pantyhose, just as Xiao Yong had said
. Seeing that everyone was staring at her, Li Xia quickly looked down at the gray pantyhose she was wearing.
She was wondering, "My stockings aren't torn, why is everyone staring at my thighs?" Amidst the laughter of the crowd , she
learned everything. Back at the table, still treating Xiao Yong like a child, Li Xia rubbed his head and shooed him back to his seat
.
Old Li looked at Xiao Yong, who shrugged and chuckled, "Dad, I wasn't wrong, was I?" He then
looked at his brother-in-law beside him and said to Wei Zongjian, "Even if you guessed right, it's useless.
I'll settle the score with you for my sister's actions, and you still have to drink with me. Don't think I'll let you off the hook just because you're holding your daughter and keeping quiet." Xiao Yong leaned over and picked up
Chengcheng, placing him on his lap, shouting and gesturing incessantly, first trying to entice his nephew
to taste the liquor, then pointing at Li Xia in protest. "Sister, I'm telling you, I'm angry.
It's Dad's birthday today, and you messed up my hairstyle in public again. What are we going to do? Either you fill our glasses, or
my brother-in-law will have to have another drink."
Pointing at Li Yong, Chen Zhanying smiled at Old Li and said, "My son-in-law's temper... he's still like a child..."
He was about to pick up the liquor when Xiao Yong stopped him, "Dad, I'm in charge this time
. Didn't we agree to a bet? My sister has to fill our glasses." Even Old Li was turned down. Xiu Huan knew her husband was happy today, so she just glared at him and complained, then 　　laughed along
with her mother . 　　Seeing Xiao Yong's carefree and cheerful demeanor, and considering his buzz cut, Li Xia couldn't help but laugh and cry 　　. Seeing everyone's high spirits and the atmosphere was unparalleled, she stood up, picked up a glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and pointed at Xiao Yong, saying, "Give 　　me your glass, I'll fill it up for you first." 　　Xiao Yong looked down at Cheng Cheng and said, "Look at your mom, she always pulls this trick, she's really on my side, hehe 　　, but Uncle won't fall for it, this time I'm not giving her any face." Looking up, Xiao Yong pouted, "Since it's 　　Dad's turn first, I'll be last, see? Plenty of liquor!" He then picked up a glass of baijiu prepared nearby and 　　gestured towards Li Xia. 　　Li Xia smiled and playfully scolded, "You're looking for Xiu Huan to take care of you, and you're still getting worked up!" She smoothed things over 　　and walked towards Old Li's direction. 　　It was rare for her father to quit smoking, and it happened to be his birthday, so Li Xia made an exception and didn't restrict him. Under his gaze 　　, she first filled his glass, then kissed him on the cheek: "Dad, happy birthday! 　　Today your daughter won't restrict you." This natural and generous manner made everyone envious, and they admired the 　　affection between father and daughter. 　　Old Li said happily, "The wine you poured for Dad tastes sweet too." 　　Chen Zhanying, standing to the side, grinned and said, "Uncle Chen is getting in on the good side today too, let's taste this sweet wine." 　　As he spoke, he picked up his glass, turned to the right, and went to greet him. 　　Li Xia bypassed her father and came up behind Chen Zhanying. Seeing his excessive politeness, she quickly smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, please 　　put down your cup. How can an elder act like this?" 　　Facing her at close range, Chen Zhanying first glanced at Li Xia's chest, then subtly fixed his gaze 　　on her thighs. At that moment, his heart suddenly started racing. When he put the wine glass on the table, 　　Chen Zhanying pulled back his chair to make room for Li Xia, feeling his blood rushing faster. 　　After Li Xia filled Chen Zhanying's glass with white wine, Xiao Yong, who was sitting at the head of the table, started shouting again, "It's not sincere if the wine isn't full! 　　I didn't say anything about Dad's glass, but you're doing this to my father-in-law again! No way! You have to pour it again!" As he spoke, 　　he had already taken out a bottle to prepare, jokingly teasing his sister, but actually just wanting to have some fun. 　　Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Li Xia glanced sideways and saw Xiao Yong staring at her. She bent down and 　　brought the wine bottle to Chen Zhanying's glass, gesturing as she smiled at Xiao Yong, "This time, don't say I'm biased anymore . You can say 　　whatever you want when things are going to get better." 　　Chen Zhanying said repeatedly, "If I drink less, Xiao Yong won't stand it. Looks like I have no choice but to get drunk today 　　~ Big sister, pour slowly, don't rush." His voice was loud and clear. As he spoke, he moved the chair forward and leaned 　　forward, his right hand seemingly unintentionally brushing against Li Xia's thigh. 　　Suddenly, Chen Zhanying lowered his head, looking at the spot where his hand had touched hers. His eyes gleamed 　　: "It's only been a little over six months, and this woman's figure has already recovered! Those long legs are really something 　　, so smooth to the touch. Not only is she beautiful, but her voice is sweet too. In stockings and heels, she 　　's far superior to all the women I've slept with. I just wonder how she performs in bed... " 　　In the blink of an eye, Chen Zhanying raised his head, gesturing with his hand, and naturally placed it on Li Xia's hand. He 　　smiled and said, "Alright, alright, absolutely perfect!" Then, he seamlessly withdrew his hand, doing it 　　flawlessly. 　　Li Xia raised her head and said to Xiao Yong, "How about this time? Isn't it your turn?" 　　Xiao Yong shook his head like a rattle-drum, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "I'm the youngest, and then there's my brother- 　　in-law, and I'm last." 　　"Big sister, don't go near him. If he's clinging to me, you have to go from his side, or you'll have to drink three cups of wine as punishment," Chen Zhanying 　　interjected. He was sitting next to Xiao Yong on his left, and wanted to take the opportunity to savor the smell of Li Xia's stockinged thighs again. 　　Of course, he wouldn't easily let her go to Wei Zongjian's side, because if he did, Xiao Yong would be in the middle and there would be no chance. 　　"Look, aren't you breaking the rules? How can you do that?" Xiao Yong lit a cigarette and firmly opposed Chen Zhanying 　　's suggestion.

Chen Zhanying vacated her chair for Lao Li, making room for him, and while laughing, grabbed Li Xia's arm
, saying in front of everyone, "You're the youngest here, and you're still talking about rules? If you're going to talk about rules, you have to drink a
cup first... Big sister, I'm watching, let's go in order, that's how we keep the rules!"
Lao Li was only focused on laughing and didn't notice Chen Zhanying's unusual behavior, and added, "Xiao Yong,
you can't get past this drinking no matter what, look, how many people are watching you."
"Dad, what are you saying? Do you think I'm going to refuse to drink...? What's
with all those expressions? It's all my fault. Fine, sis, you come on, I'll drink whatever's full." Pushing his glass forward,
Xiao Yong sprawled out in his chair, grinned at Wei Zongjian, and added, "Brother-in-law,
if my sister's biased, you're on her side."
Li Xia bent down to pour the wine as usual. Chen Zhanying behind her moved his chair to make room, then
picked up his chopsticks and placed a piece of broccoli in front of Li Xia, then picked one up for himself and put it in his mouth
. When he put down his chopsticks, they wobbled and rolled to the ground.
"Xiao Yong, you little rascal..." Chen Zhanying teased, then squatted down. As luck would have it, the chopsticks
rolled down and landed between Li Xia's legs. She was pouring wine for Xiao Yong, and the two sisters attracted everyone's
attention, failing to notice Chen Zhanying's unusual behavior.
Li Xia's high-heeled legs were inches away; Chen Zhanying could even smell her scent—
a mixture of perfume and natural fragrance, extremely arousing to men quickly.
And indeed, Chen Zhanying was already hard. At that moment, he tremblingly reached out, his eyes wide
as he stared intently at Li Xia's calves: even more striking from behind than from the front. He wondered
what her needs were like now, but judging from her complexion, she must have been satisfied; otherwise, she wouldn't be so plump and
radiant.
Moving even closer, Chen Zhanying could even see the texture of the stockings taut on Li Xia's legs. The
grey silk, glistening in the light, accentuated the curves of her calves and the shape of her rounded thighs,
further highlighting Li Xia's mature and voluptuous figure.
Aroused, Chen Zhanying greedily inhaled the carnal aroma emanating from the air. Combining this with his own practical
experience, his mind couldn't help but wander: "This woman's lustful body definitely can't be satisfied in one go. She
's forty years old, after all; her desires are huge. I can come twice without medication. If I were given
the chance to experience it, given my stamina and hardness, bringing her to orgasm shouldn't be a problem at all. If I could truly
experience her seductive charm in bed, hehe, I wouldn't have lived in vain."
Li Xia was pouring wine when she felt someone touch her foot. She turned and looked down, just in time to see Uncle Chen
picking up chopsticks. She quickly moved away, completely unaware of Chen Zhanying's intentions, and how
many times the old man had already spied on her body.
The noise in the room didn't wake Xiao Muli anymore, so it seemed the bottle of milk was plentiful enough, and
she was indeed sleepy. Then Xiao Yong fussed about going to sing some songs and have some fun, but Old Li stopped
him, saying that his granddaughter and grandson were too young to handle the excitement. He even joked, "
We can have a good time before I turn seventy." He looked so spirited, not like a sixty-year-old at all
, but a handsome old man under fifty.
When they went to the toilet after the meal, Chen Zhanying accompanied Old Li. It could be said that ever since he touched Li Xia
's stockinged thigh, he had become completely dazed.
When Lao Li saw his daughter's stockings in the trash can, he shook his head and muttered, "They weren't broken,
why did you throw them away?" Chen Zhanying heard this and also saw the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings. His mind
conjured up the scene he had witnessed earlier: Li Xia's long legs in stockings and high
heels were incredibly alluring; he really wanted to fuck her.
"Brother, you go first, I need to squat for a bit..."
Lao Li left, and Chen Zhanying locked the bathroom door. He squatted on the toilet,
picked up the discarded flesh-colored stockings from the trash can, shook them a couple of times, and then, almost unconsciously, brought them
to his nose and smelled them. Recalling Li Xia's every smile and gesture, a barely perceptible
smile appeared on Chen Zhanying's face. Then, with trembling hands, he spread the flesh-colored stockings over his legs.
It was as if Li Xia's body heat still lingered on it, making Chen Zhanying extremely excited. When he held the flesh-colored stockings up
to his eyes, his two thighs, which had been pressed together, quietly parted, and his penis sprang out from between his legs.
However, after glancing at the doorway, he did something quite unbecoming of his status:
he put the flesh-colored stockings that Li Xia had discarded to his nostrils and sniffed them deeply. Then he reached out and placed his hand
on his penis, stroking his genitals.
"Mmm~ Big sister, this meat smells really strong, so fragrant and slutty. I've probably made my nephew fuck her a lot! I wish I
could fuck her too..." Thinking of this, Chen Zhanying looked at his dark purple penis, and
while his hands moved faster, he lewdly thought of Li Xiafengyun's alluring body, conjuring up her seductive charm in bed.
If I could lift those two long legs in stockings, and my big cock went into your fat cunt, I could definitely
satisfy your lust, big sister, and fuck you comfortably to heaven.
Carefully sniffing the crotch of the stockings, Chen Zhanying looked intoxicated, and couldn't help but tremble and open his mouth wide,
licking the inside of the stockinged thigh twice. He took a long breath, leaned against the toilet, one
hand moving up and down, stroking his dark and ugly penis, the other hand pinching the stockings and putting them to his mouth and nose,
his unrestrained and rampant appearance completely changed him.
Indeed, Chen Zhanying had experienced life and death in his youth, and had illicit affairs with several women while selling fish. He was definitely
a man of passion. Although he was now older, he still went out to seek pleasure and had
marital relations with prostitutes several times a month. Seeing a voluptuous and beautiful young woman like Li Xia, he naturally had some thoughts about her. However, because she was his junior
, he had always restrained himself. Today, he took advantage of the situation, first touching Li Xia's thigh, and then getting...
Summer's stockings... if he wore them, it really wouldn't suit his straightforward personality. ...
A low panting voice reached his ears, and Chen Zhanying had already stood up from the toilet. He was bent over, completely disregarding his image—
ugly—and frantically masturbating.
"Niece-in-law, your Uncle Chen's big cock feels good even if it can't penetrate your body, it feels good to penetrate your stockings..."
A thin, flesh-colored stocking covered his dark, hard cock, the stocking stretched distorted by the penis; the scene
was incredibly bizarre.
"So bouncy, here you go, Uncle's feeding you this..." A numbness shot through his lower back, Chen Zhanying's face contorted
, he trembled violently, his penis throbbing and ejaculating wildly, spraying all over the crotch area of the flesh-colored stockings.
The impact seemed to bulge the stockings covering Chen Zhanying's penis, revealing
spurts of thick, milky-white semen, extremely conspicuous. As Chen Zhanying ejaculated, his body swayed continuously
, and he even took the corner of the flesh-colored crotchless stocking into his mouth, sucking and mumbling indistinctly:
"The meat flavor is so strong, big sister, you're really making me feel so good!
" That evening, Li Xia had only managed to soothe the baby for about ten minutes when her husband came for sex.
After a flurry of activity, he first grabbed her breasts and began sucking and licking them, making Li Xia incredibly excited.
She told him to save some milk for the baby, but couldn't help holding his head tightly.
Wei Zongjian had figured out a pattern: the baby would sleep for at least two hours after falling asleep, at which point his wife's
milk would naturally replenish itself. So, he began smacking his lips without restraint, sucking from the left breast to the right, his hands not idle either,
rubbing her vulva beneath her open-crotch stockings. It was already wet from being rubbed, and after being shaved and groomed, it looked even more like
a steamed bun.
"Mmm~ be gentle, don't wake the baby, ahh~ ah~" Li Xia
stood at the foot of the bed in ten-centimeter red high heels, her elbows resting on a pillow, a position perfectly suited to Wei Zongjian's 1.8-meter height
. Because they weren't doing it directly on the bed, Wei Zongjian felt much less hesitant. He was quite
dismissive of his wife's suggestion, his movements prolonged and vigorous, forcefully thrusting inside her. Li Xia, exhausted, covered her mouth slightly, and just as she asked
him to be gentler, she couldn't help but cry out in pain from the violent thrusting, her body tumbling out
and landing face-first on the bed.
This chaotic commotion lasted less than five minutes before the little one on the bed was awakened.
The six-month-old baby's voice was deafening as soon as it opened, protesting with a series of cries
that completely disrupted the joyful union of the two lovers.
"I told you not to make such a commotion, but you wouldn't listen... Don't you know the baby needs a small breast? It can't take any more
fuss..." Annoyed, Li Xia jumped out of bed, broke free from Wei Zongjian's embrace, and
rushed to Xiao Erbao, picking her up and comforting her while reaching down to her breast through her corset-like bodysuit
. She quickly offered her breast to the baby's mouth, but after only a couple of suckles, the baby burst into tears again.
Li Xia lifted her daughter off the bed, comforting her while scolding Wei Zongjian, "Now look what happened!
You've given her all the milk! I told you to leave some for the baby, but you wouldn't listen."
Wei Zongjian rubbed his hands, somewhat embarrassed, and stammered, "Chengcheng always eats your milk, doesn't he?"
Seeing his wife's displeasure, he suddenly remembered the spare rice cereal and hurriedly said, "
Where's the baby's rice cereal? I'll go get it now, just in case."
Li Xia glared at Wei Zongjian, noticing his bare bottom, and said with a wry smile, "It's in the drawer in the living room
. Go get it now..."
Wei Zongjian jogged to the door, and just as he opened it, he saw his father-in-law walking into the bathroom, their eyes
meeting.
Seeing his father-in-law's gaze sweeping over him, Wei Zongjian suddenly realized his current state, and even more embarrassingly
, he was wearing a condom on his penis.
Completely humiliated, Wei Zongjian quickly pulled back, ripped the condom off his penis and threw it in the trash can.
His face burning, he ran over and took the child from Li Xia's arms. Li Xia didn't know why he had returned
, but heard Wei Zongjian stammer, "Ugh, this is so embarrassing..."
Had Dad seen him? Probably, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a sorry state. Li Xia chuckled, poking
his forehead and saying, "Hmph~ Serves you right. You're lucky the boss didn't see." Looking at her
thin clothes, Li Xia grabbed a skirt from the side to put it on. Wei Zongjian was a bit flustered by the baby's fuss, and hurriedly
said, "Don't bother, just put on that nightgown."
"Put on a nightgown? What's the difference between that and not wearing any clothes?" Li Xia said, picking up
the sexy camisole from the bed and putting it on. Without saying anything more, she swayed her voluptuous body in her high heels and
strode out. Then, she deftly scooped a few spoonfuls of rice cereal into the bottle, shook it well, tasted the water
temperature, and then carried the bottle back to the room.
"You naughty thing, you really think your dad's family now, making me dress like this! I don't care, you're the one who woke the baby up
, so you're punished by having to soothe her back to sleep. You can only stop when she's asleep, and then you'll have to take
good care of me later." Carefully putting the bottle into the baby's mouth, seeing her daughter wouldn't cooperate, Li Xia felt quite anxious. On one hand, seeing the baby crying hurt her heart, and on the other hand, 　　she was still upset
because they had only half-finished their intimacy . 　　"Okay, okay, okay, my bad habit, my dear wife, don't be angry. I'll definitely take good care of you later." With a 　　smile, Wei Zongjian held the baby in his arms and bounced her a few times. Seeing that she still wouldn't nurse, he bounced her a little 　　more. Once the baby calmed down a bit, he took the bottle from his wife, shook the nipple, and put it into the baby's mouth. Seeing the little one 　　curl up her little mouth and suckle the rubber nipple, the couple finally felt relieved. 　　Before Li Xia could even settle into the bed, her husband said, "I'll take care of the child when I get home 　　. I've been so busy with you and Dad while I was away. Tell Grandpa he wants to 　　relax in a bath. It's his birthday today, and he's in a good mood. Tell him not to be so stingy about using the bathtub." 　　"What?" Li Xia looked at Wei Zongjian, who was feeding the baby with a bottle, and was somewhat confused.

"I've told Grandpa so many times, but he always says the soaking tub is too wasteful of water and he's reluctant to use it. This time, you go and
fill it with water for him; I doubt he'll refuse. Anyway, what I say isn't as effective as what you say!" Wei Zongjian said, looking up. 　　Taking
advantage of the baby's calm while nursing, he added, "Isn't today Grandpa's birthday?
Just let him relax in the tub, give him a hand massage, and
by the time you're done, I'll have almost soothed the baby, then we can continue."
His heartwarming words were touching and genuine. Li Xia was about to pick up her underwear from the bed and put it on... Wei Zongjian snorted, assuming
his wife was up to her old tricks again. Seeing the child quiet down, he said to her without even looking up, "See, Erbao's
stopped fussing after nursing... What are you doing? Aren't you in a hurry? It's so much trouble dressing and undressing him. When
you come back, Erbao will be asleep, and we can go to the bathroom to do it."
Li Xia thought to herself, feeling
a strange excitement rising within her as she reached out and stroked Wei Zongjian's wet genitals. She pointed to her red high heels and said:
"I think I don't need to take off my high heels, don't you think that's better?"
Wei Zongjian's attention was entirely on his daughter, so he casually replied. He felt
he could get his daughter settled in about 80 minutes, and by the time his wife finished urinating, she would be done too. He figured he could just keep
rubbing his father-in-law endlessly, and the timing would be perfect for a second round. He hummed in agreement and earnestly
said, "Yes! I promise I'll keep the child calm and collected, and you'll feel completely comfortable in a bit." "That's it."
This scene was almost identical to the one that had unfolded years ago when Li Xia and Wei Xi were making a scene in the living room. Back then, Wei
Zongjian had stumbled out of the bedroom, only to find his wife scolding his father for smoking. He had repeatedly told
his father to go along with it and let him smoke more, unaware that his father had already smoked his wife. And now, he was doing the same
thing again. Whether it was fate or not, one thing was certain: Wei Zongjian had never considered anything shady, nor had he
ever doubted his family.
"You've really gone all out for me. Is Dad stupid? Can't he see what I'm dressed up for?"
Li Xia glanced at Wei Zongjian, her tone a mix of reproach and anger. She looked at her clothes; being naked was
less arousing than being subtly seductive as she was now. And it was precisely this attempt to conceal her
desire that fueled her burning lust, intensifying her emptiness. She longed to get down on her pants and enjoy the pleasure as soon as possible.
"Who told you to be so close to Dad? He'll definitely listen to you!" Just before leaving, Li Xia heard Wei Zongjian say
this, and her heart raced. She knew that once she left this room and entered another, she wouldn't be
able to control herself, just like the gushing fluid from her lower body, flowing uncontrollably like a raging river.
The pink room became increasingly ambiguous as Li Xia's graceful figure blended in. Just as Wei Zongjian had
said, the naked old Li stood alone under the lotus-scented water feature, not lying in the hot tub to enjoy himself, but Li Xia's arrival
undoubtedly brightened his eyes. With his daughter by his side, even the hardest conditions were sweet in his heart.
"Why are you dressed like this... Is the child making a fuss?" Although his eyes were brightened by his daughter's revealing attire,
the old Li was also worried, concerned for his granddaughter.
"Let me run the water for you... Your son-in-law is busy putting the child to sleep right now." Li Xia said
this seemingly casually, but it became a double entendre. Under Old Li's hesitant gaze, a blush rose on her cheeks
. Seeing her father's awkward posture, she had to add the second half of her sentence, making it even more suggestive and provocative.
She walked leisurely to the edge of the hot tub, sticking her buttocks out and reaching for the faucet, inadvertently
revealing her round, plump buttocks. Especially with her ten-centimeter shiny low-cut heels and
gray open-crotch stockings, the scene was incredibly stimulating to the eye. Old Li stared, his eyes glazing
at his daughter's voluptuous body through her gauze skirt, drooling.
"Is he really putting the child to sleep? You two were doing it just now, weren't you?" Remembering
the scene of seeing his son-in-law with his bare buttocks earlier, Old Li asked repeatedly, his breathing clearly disordered.
"I was only halfway through when the baby woke up... I couldn't possibly soothe her back to sleep." Li Xia glanced back,
her eyes slightly unfocused. Seeing her father staring intently at her, she bit her lip and said, her hand unconsciously
lifting the hem of her skirt, revealing her plump buttocks to her father.
The gray stockings, a color between flesh-colored and black, possessed both a strong maternal aura and
a hint of mystery, perfectly blending the characteristics of both and showcasing their advantages
. Her long legs, clad in high heels, resembled two jade pillars encased in gray stockings, mature, sexy, and sensual. Between them lay a
glistening, moist vulva—something no man could resist, especially since her father had a particular fondness for stockings
. It was inevitable that he would be unable to escape their allure.
"Are you really going to let Dad have sex? Did you really only do it halfway through? Was your son-in-law really
watching the kids in the house?"
"Your son-in-law told me to tell you not to hold back, to make you comfortable. When have I ever lied to
you... Oh~ Dad~"
"Ah~ So wet, so slippery~ Uh~ Uh~ Uh~ Ahh~"
Old Li grabbed Li Xia's buttocks, thrusting his body forward and penetrating her completely, immediately feeling the inner
paradise. This time he no longer had to worry about his daughter's body, and could completely let go and move freely
. So he continued to thrust, hitting deep inside his daughter's body. The comfort made him unable to help but
let out a nasal sound, releasing the pleasure in his heart.
"Oh~ turn on the water in the lotus pod, it's rare for my son-in-law to be so considerate of me, uh~ today
Dad, ah~ Dad will enjoy himself, let him have his way, ah~ right, the door, whoosh~ should we lock it?"
Pushing Li Xia under the lotus pod, she dodged and turned on the shower. Amidst the gurgling water and the spraying of the showerhead
, the sounds of slapping against each other echoed.
"Ah, so hard~ umm~ your son-in-law won't come over..."
Slap, slap, slap, just as the two were fumbling for each other, the frosted glass window at the door was partially obscured by shadow, danger...
The sudden appearance of the door startled the two, causing them to freeze in place.
In their tension, the father and daughter stared intently at the door, vaguely hearing someone outside say, "Xiaxia,
Erbao's playing again~"
The signal was so timely, instantly putting their hearts at ease during their lovemaking. But the door
wasn't locked, and they couldn't help but feel anxious again. What if they opened the door and were caught? The consequences...
In their exchanged glances, both father and daughter saw the fear and unease in each other's eyes, and
felt a subtle change in their bodies—an involuntary tremor. Simultaneously, they both
sensed excitement in those same glances and movements. This feeling was even more peculiar; the presence of someone outside the door gave
them both a sense of relief, as if they had escaped death, and a
palpable tension, like walking on thin ice, trapping them in a dilemma. They struggled and hesitated, suppressing their desires,
afraid to make a move.
"Lock the door or just leave it like that?" This question confronted them. Whether
they did anything or not, the situation was complex. Locking the door would inevitably arouse suspicion—why lock the door while showering?
But if the door wasn't locked, and someone opened it and saw them naked and incestuously together, they would be finished!

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