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(III) After the last get out of class in the afternoon, Ah Xiong said he was going to see his mother and asked if I wanted to go with him. I pulled Ah Xiong aside and whispered, "Brother Xiong! When I left this morning, my mom kept complaining of pain. I took a look, and her genitals were swollen like a bun. Maybe she went too far when she was having sex with Balala's mom. But I told her to see a doctor, and she probably did. If possible, it would be best to let her rest today. Of course, she's your woman now, so I have no objection to you doing whatever you want with her. But if you ruin my mom's health and she gets sick from it, that would be really bad. Besides, I also want you two to have some alone time." "Instead of spending time building up a relationship, why don't I go to Balala and Iron Turtle's houses to get to know them first, and then see the others? What do you think of this plan?" Ah Xiong was only thinking about going to see his mother as soon as possible and didn't think much about it. Hearing that I was being sensible by giving them time to build up a relationship, he became even more excited. He nodded vigorously and praised it, and after cursing Balala and Iron Turtle, he said that since he was going to see my mother, it was inconvenient for me to be there. He asked Balala and Iron Turtle to take him to their houses. If there was time, he could also visit the other brothers' houses to get to know the situation. Balala and Iron Turtle, who were only there to watch Ah Xiong play, were quite bored and naturally very happy to take me around. When

Ah Xiong arrived at my house, my mother came out to answer the door. As soon as she saw Ah Xiong, she immediately welcomed him in. After closing the door, my mother immediately knelt down and said, "Master, my husband! I'm sorry, this slave is sick today and cannot get up. Please punish me, Master." As she spoke, my mother took the initiative to lift her nightgown, revealing her bare lower body. But seeing his beloved woman looking sickly, and remembering his promise to her, Ah Xiong helped his mother up. His mother continued, "Please wait a moment, Master. I'll go back to my room to dress and change, and I'll come to serve you right away." She made a move to go to her room, but Ah Xiong grabbed her hand and pulled her to the sofa, making her sit down with him. "It's nothing, I just heard from the Emperor that you're sick. Is it serious? Have you seen a doctor? Let me see how you are." His mother pretended to struggle as she lifted her legs and placed them on the sofa, spreading them to reveal her vulva, which was coated with anti-swelling ointment. Ah Xiong saw that it was indeed swollen. He touched the ointment with his finger, smelled it, and only then did he believe that his mother was truly sick and had seen a doctor.

Ah Xiong continued, "The Emperor told me your lower area was swollen like a steamed bun. It seems this ointment is quite effective; the swelling has subsided somewhat. It's all the fault of those two bastards, Guava and Iron Turtle! Damn it, they were just having sex, not trying to kill you, and they made you look like this! Now everything's ruined, and nobody can have any fun anymore. That's fucking enough! Don't worry, as long as you behave, I won't let anyone else touch you again. Put your feet down now!" Hearing Ah Xiong's words, the mother remained gentle, but her tone was reassuring. He said coldly, "Thank you for your love, Master. Please give me some time to learn how to be a slut and satisfy my desires!" Ah Xiong continued, "I don't want you to be a slut. I just want you to treat me like a wife treats her husband, to be my obedient woman and submit to me. Don't misunderstand, I'm making you a sex slave because you resisted me, that's why I'm humiliating you like this."

After hearing Ah Xiong's words, Mom couldn't help but sneer inwardly, "You bully, you want me to submit? Don't even dream about it." "I think my precious son is so smart, he'll definitely avenge me soon. When that happens, he'll make sure you're locked up in jail until you die!" Although she thought this, the mother still said gently, "The sex slave will try to understand the master's love for the sex slave! Although I can't let the master penetrate me, I'll give the master a blowjob!" But Ah Xiong saw that his mother's lips were bloodless and she had no interest in sex, so he decided to be more generous and let the beauty understand his true feelings. "No! Seeing you like this makes my heart ache. I'm leaving. Rest for a couple of days and come back to school on Wednesday! I hope you'll be better by then so I can see your beautiful face!" With that, he got up and walked out, and the mother quickly got up and knelt by the door. "The sex slave respectfully sees off the master." Seeing how compliant his mother was, Ah Xiong thought his decision was right. He was sure his mother would fall in love with him soon, so he helped her up and said, "Go and rest. Remember to take the next two days off from school and stay home to recover!" "If you have anything to say, just tell the Emperor. If I have something to say, I'll have the Emperor pass it on to you." My mother then gave Ah Xiong a perfunctory kiss on the forehead. "Thank you for your love, Master!" Although my mother's tone was still cold, Ah Xiong didn't care. He genuinely thought my mother needed time to adjust, so he happily hummed a song as he left my house.

As for me, led by Balala and Iron Turtle, I visited the homes of the two and four other men who had followed Ah Xiong for a long time: Ada, the Eunuch, Cake, and Lu Jiao. I had a preliminary understanding of Ah Xiong's five important confidants: Iron Turtle: An only son, orphaned, raised by his fifty-something-year-old grandmother who worked as an accountant in a trading company. The family was comfortably well-off. His grandmother, though past her prime, still possessed a certain charm. Due to a lack of maternal love, he had a mother complex. He was the type who was brave but lacked strategy.

Balala: An only son, his father was a sailor, and his mother was a full-time housewife. The family was financially well-off. His mother was quite alluring and seductive, with above-average looks. Perhaps due to resentment towards his mother's womanizing ways, Balala prefers young, innocent girls. She is somewhat clever but cunning and treacherous.

Ada: Has one older brother and one younger brother. Both parents are minor officials in government agencies, but his mother is cold, capable, and focused on her career, neglecting her family. She is of average appearance and likely experiences a sense of revenge against her stepmother during sexual encounters. Their economic situation is upper-middle class. Ada is indecisive and timid.

Eunuch: An only son, raised by his widowed mother, a low-level civil servant. They are comfortably well-off. His mother is of average appearance. Eunuch is sycophantic and cunning, requiring special caution.

Cake: His parents are divorced. He lives with his mother at his uncle's restaurant (or perhaps his mother's). He relies on his mother's job as an accountant at the restaurant for support and is dependent on his uncle and aunt's influence. His mother is of average appearance, somewhat short but voluptuous and cute, while his aunt is beautiful. Cake Uncle's inferiority complex stemming from his dissatisfaction with his parents' snobbishness can be exploited to seduce his aunt. Cake is intelligent, calm, and fairly upright; he's a reliable confidant in important matters.

Lu Jiao: Has a policewoman sister, of average appearance. Her parents are divorced, and she was raised by her plumber father. She lives with her aunt, who is unmarried, around forty years old, and fairly attractive. Lu Jiao is also the type who is brave but reckless and lacks independent thought.

After completing these home visits, it was almost eight o'clock. Balala had other family matters to attend to, so she left early during the visit to the eunuch's house. Iron Turtle accompanied me home. I knew Iron Turtle was attracted to mature women, so I used this opportunity to be alone with him to probe, "Iron Turtle! You like mature women, right? I see your mother is still quite the vixen; you must often steal her underwear and stockings to masturbate, right? Actually, you're just afraid, otherwise your mother might have already been taken care of by you, am I right?" Iron Turtle blushed and lowered his head, realizing his secret had been exposed. "How did you know?" I pretended to be casual, "I just guessed. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. And if you really want to sleep with your mother, I can even help you, but this absolutely cannot be known by anyone else, not even today..." "It's the same with talking, otherwise it wouldn't be fun if your mother got beaten up by everyone!" Iron Turtle was impressed by my words and couldn't help but admire me. "Of course, it's all up to you, Big Brother, to find a solution!" I quickly replied, "Big Brother is Ah Xiong, I'm just a friend. But if you remember our friendship, and if I ever need help, I'll do my best to help you. That way, I won't have wasted my time being your friend!" Iron Turtle hurriedly said, "Of course, good friends are loyal. If you ever need help, I'll definitely support you!" Before I knew it, we were almost home. We parted ways at the main intersection. I was worried about my mother, so I rushed home.

(IV) As I entered the house, my mother came out of her room. Seeing me, she rushed forward and hugged my neck, showering my face with kisses. Holding me tightly, she said, "My darling! My husband! Where have you been? I missed you so much! Without you, I didn't know what to do today, like a lost soul, I couldn't muster any interest in anything!" I ignored her sweet talk. "Mom! Are you feeling better? Does it still hurt? Are you feeling any better? I've been thinking about you all the time! You know how worried I am about your health, whether you're feeling better, whether you're bored, whether you've eaten, and whether Ah Xiong will cause you trouble?" "I'm so worried... I don't know anything about what classes I had today or what the teacher taught!" He then picked up his mother and carried her to the sofa. "Mom! Let me see if you're feeling any better." He spread his mother's legs, squatted down in front of her, and noticed she wasn't wearing underwear, and her vulva was covered in ointment. "Looks like the bruising has gone down a bit," he said, gently pressing her labia. "Does it still hurt?" His mother shook her head, smiling, and helped him sit down next to her. "Silly boy! I'm much better, don't worry, Mom's fine." She kissed him and then told him everything about Ah Xiong's visit—how she had followed his instructions, how Ah Xiong had behaved, and even that she needed to rest for a couple more days. Listen, and then she happily praised, "My darling is so great! You're such a good husband! So smart, everything went exactly as you predicted. Without you, I really wouldn't know what to do! Darling, wait here for me a moment, don't move, I'll be right there." Saying this, she got up and walked towards the bathroom. After a short while, Mom came out of the bathroom and went into the room.

I sat on the sofa, thinking hard, but I really couldn't figure out what Mom was up to. It seemed so mysterious. Unable to resist my curiosity, I stood up and walked towards Mom's room. Just as I reached the door, Mom came out. My eyes lit up instantly. It turned out that Mom had already put on makeup and was wearing the light blue dress I had specially chosen for her, with a small white fabric rose on the front. She wore a dress with a wavy hem, nude stockings, and dark blue peep-toe heels with matching gold-framed square bows at the toes and strappy heels. My mother looked completely different; she was radiant and stunningly beautiful. I couldn't resist picking her up and carrying her back to the room. I gently placed her on the bed. "Mom, my wife! You're so beautiful, so beautiful… I don't know what to do…" My mother kissed me, then knelt on top of me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Everything I have is yours. I'm giving you everything. As long as you're okay, I don't care what happens to me, I don't care! Whatever you want me to do, I'll agree… I'll do it all." She blushed and buried her face in my chest. My heart fluttered. Seeing her lips, painted with red lipstick, slightly parted, her breath sweet and fragrant, I couldn't resist any longer. My lips rained down on her beautiful face! My mother's lips were like a super-strong magnet; once my mouth was drawn to them, I couldn't separate. Our tongues intertwined like little snakes in my mouth. Like someone parched in the desert, I kept drinking my mother's sweet nectar to quench my thirst until I was almost suffocating, at which point I had to temporarily pull away. Seeing my mother's full, firm breasts rising and falling with her breath, my hand, which had been wandering back and forth on her silk-stockinged legs, slid upwards and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Covering her large breasts was a gold bra. I unhooked the front clasp, and her large breasts immediately broke free, bouncing slightly, so alluring, attracting my thirsty mouth. My mouth immediately fell, greedily sucking. My mother's nipples, unable to resist the teasing of my tongue, immediately stood erect. Although my penis was rock hard, I dared not go any further, considering my mother's injured vulva, lest I accidentally infect her and worsen her condition.
Therefore, I shifted my focus to my beloved mother's beautiful feet.

My hands, which had been playing with her breasts, moved around her full mons pubis, gliding over her silk-stockinged legs. I lifted her high-heeled feet to my chest, kissed and caressed them for a while, then slowly removed them. I imitated Ah Xiong, inhaling deeply into the inside of the shoes. I thought to myself, "Sure enough, besides the leather smell, there's the lingering fragrance of my mother's feet. It's not unpleasant at all. No wonder Ah Xiong always does this before having sex with my mother; he really knows his stuff." Then, I imitated Ah Xiong, licking and sucking my mother's feet and soles, and then taking all ten toes into my mouth in sequence. Residues also lingered on her feet... The scent of leather shoes stimulated my sexual nerves in waves. My penis was about to burst. I was trying to calm myself down, afraid that I would lose control and have sex with her. But my mother, who was aroused by my teasing, automatically lifted her buttocks to satisfy my lust. She took off her skirt, crossed her two stockinged legs around my waist, and held my buttocks with her hands, pushing me towards her lower body. She whispered, "Baby! Mommy wants... give it to Mommy..." I didn't dare let my mother continue. I quickly leaned down and sealed my mother's fragrant lips with my mouth. But I could feel my mother's mons pubis rubbing against my penis through her stockings. After leaving my mother's fragrant lips, I said to her with heartache, "Mom! Wife! My darling! You're hurt there. I can't be so selfish, only thinking about my own pleasure and not caring about your health..." My mother suddenly pressed her index finger against my lips to stop me from continuing, and interjected, "Mom is all better! Whatever you want, Mom will give you. Mom is fine! Mom doesn't hurt anymore! It's not swollen anymore! See for yourself if you don't believe me." As she spoke, my mother actually took the initiative to pull her stockings down to her knees, along with her underwear, and even lifted her buttocks so that I could clearly see her vulva. My mother's actions, like a cute little girl defending herself, made me chuckle. She seemed to realize something was wrong, blushing and hiding in my arms, saying, "What kind of girl exposes her private parts like that?" Her little hands kept lightly hitting me. I teased her, letting out a soft "Ouch!" She quickly scrambled to her feet, asking, "What's wrong! Did Mom hurt you? Where? Where does it hurt? Tell Mom!" I calmly replied, "It's not where it hurts, it's like a wife murdering her husband, beating him to death..." My mother then realized I had pleased her, and lightly punched me again. I grabbed her hand and pulled her into a tight embrace, holding her for a long, long time...

My mother, in my arms, gazed at my hard, angry... "I didn't know my darling had grown so big!" she said, then gently stroked my penis with her slender fingers, whispering, "My darling doesn't want to leave Mommy, preferring to hold it in rather than let it in. So Mommy will hold it in for you and help you get it out, so you don't get hurt." With that, she lowered her head and took my huge penis into her mouth. Maybe my penis was really too big, because no matter how hard Mommy tried to take it in, she only managed to get it halfway in before she heard Mommy make a "Ugh~ Ugh~" sound. I quickly picked Mommy up and said, "Wife~ You've been through a lot with those bastards these past few days. I'm okay, as long as I can hold my beautiful wife like this, hear you call me husband, and kiss and touch you, I'm very satisfied." With that, she hugged Mommy tightly again. At that moment, Mom burst into tears. "Mom knows you love and care for me, and that you truly care for me. Mom promised you, and that promise won't change. If you don't mind that Mom is old, not pretty, or dirty, and still want Mom to be your wife, then Mom will stay with you for the rest of her life, with my little husband!" As she spoke, Mom tilted her head up and kissed me. We held each other like that and drifted off to sleep sweetly.

Perhaps because I went to bed early, I woke up before dawn. I felt a strong urge to urinate, and my stomach was rumbling. I realized I hadn't eaten dinner last night. Seeing my mother sleeping soundly with her head on my hand and buttocks, I gently placed a pillow under her, pulled my hand out, and quickly ran to the bathroom. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for my mother. I saw her squinting, struggling to pull out her panties from under her stockings at her knees. Although she still had yesterday's makeup on her face, and her clothes were disheveled—her top was wide open, one bra hanging from each hand, her skirt lifted up to her waist, and her hair was loose and unkempt over her shoulders—she was still incredibly adorable in my eyes. As I walked towards her, I said, "Wife! Good morning~ You're up? Did you sleep well?" My mother smiled at me with her eyes still half-closed. Her languid appearance made me want to hug her tightly and give her a long, long good morning kiss. Although Mom still looked half-asleep, she responded with the same passionate tongue. Remembering her injury, I lifted her beautiful feet, bound in silk stockings, onto my back and bent down, saying, "Let me see! Are you feeling better?" I gently pressed my fingers against the edge of her labia. "It seems the swelling has gone down, and the bruising isn't as bad!" As I lifted her feet down, Mom smiled faintly, her eyes half-closed, and said, "Then, should I... should I..." Without a word, I immediately pounced on her, but she struggled to get up. "Let Mom wash up first. I still have ointment on down there, it's all sticky. Mom wants to be all neat and pretty, to give my darling the best, the happiest... every time..." she said, blushing, picking up her high heels that had been taken off and rushing into the bathroom, while I went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

When I returned to the room with breakfast, Mom was already made up, dressed beautifully, and sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. Mom chose a pure white dress with a black and white polka-dot collar. On her beautiful, crossed feet, she wore white stockings and white open-toe, semi-close-fitting high-heeled sandals with a black rose on the toe. This time, instead of red lipstick, Mom opted for a bright pink, making her sexy lips even more prominent and alluring. Her hair was styled in a princess updo with a large black bow, giving her a mature and sophisticated look while also adding a touch of youthful energy. When Mom saw me, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and she extended her delicate hand to greet me. I placed the breakfast on the cupboard, turned around, and pounced on Mom, kneeling between her long, beautiful legs, searching for her fragrance while praising, "Wife! My beautiful wife! How can you be so beautiful!" Mom lifted my face and tapped my nose with her index finger. "Silly boy! Only you would think Mom is beautiful. Mom is old! Her youth is gone..." Before Mom could finish, I got up and sealed her sexy lips with mine, saying, "So fragrant~ So delicious~ So delicious~" Mom hugged me tightly, and we fell onto the bed together.

I rolled over with Mom in my arms, letting her be on top of me, and took the opportunity to unbutton the clasp at the back of her dress and pull down the zipper. Then, supporting myself on the bed with one hand and holding Mom's slender waist with the other, I sat up. I slowly pulled the dress down to her waist through Mom's hands, then supported her waist with both hands and stood up with her. I pulled the dress down to my feet and saw that my mother was wearing suspender stockings, and her bra and panties were a light pink color matching her lipstick. The panties, in particular, were sexy, sheer fabric with ties on both sides. A few strands of her thick, dark pubic hair peeked out through the fabric, looking quite adorable. I couldn't resist leaning in to kiss her mons pubis. Only then did I realize that the bottom of her panties was open, and my tongue slipped directly through the gap between her labia, licking inside. Although her vagina smelled of her shower gel and a faint scent of ointment, it still smelled wonderful. Considering her vagina wasn't fully healed, I didn't dare use my fingers to tease it, so I relied entirely on my tongue, licking her thick labia, teasing her clitoris, and inserting my tongue into her vagina instead of digging with my fingers. Soon, her vagina began to gush with vaginal fluid, and I licked and swallowed every drop. My teasing aroused my mother, and her two beautiful legs in stockings trembled slightly. Although I still wanted to lick and caress her legs, I felt her trying to pull me up, so I started from the bottom up, licking and kissing her pubic hair, navel, and breasts, finally returning to her sexy lips, the corners of her mouth, her nose, and her eyes. When I kissed her ears, she finally couldn't resist, cupping my buttocks with both hands and pushing me towards her vulva, panting as she said, "Give me... baby... give... give me... want... want... want... um..." I looked up and saw my mother's cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted, her breath sweet as orchids. I kissed her and teased her with a smile, "What do you want? Baby, my wife didn't call me husband, what do you want? Where do you want it?" My mother blushed and pretended to be angry, saying, "Baby, you're naughty! Teasing Mom..." while guiding my penis to her vulva with one hand, she actively thrust her buttocks forward, and the glans went in. My mother closed her beautiful eyes in pleasure and moaned, "Ah... oh oh... um..."

Although Mom didn't want to call me "dear husband," I didn't want to force her this time, since we had already reached an agreement. However, I still deliberately teased her, "Mom! My dear mom, if you don't want to call me 'dear husband,' then you have to tell me who you're asking for what from?" Mom slightly opened her eyes, gave me a coquettish glare, and I lowered my head to kiss her nipples and lips, then whispered in her ear, "I love you! Forever~ I love you~" before inserting my penis even deeper. Mom's moans and cries of "Ah~ Ahh~ Mmm love~ Mmm~ Oh~" were incomplete. I felt her beautiful legs, which were wrapped around my waist, tighten even more! It took me a little effort to spread her legs apart and place them on my shoulders so I could insert my penis even deeper. However, my mother's old wound in her vagina hadn't healed, and a new one had appeared. She didn't dare to thrust too hard, nor did she dare to insert her entire penis. But my slow, gentle thrusting aroused her, leaving her unsatisfied. My mother gripped my hand tightly, using it to lift her buttocks, and then, pulling my hand, she began to masturbate faster on her own. I cried out in great anxiety, "Mom... Mom! Don't go so fast! The wound... the wound isn't healed! It... it will hurt! Slow... slow down!" My mother ignored my warnings, moving faster and deeper, her mouth uttering, "Give... give it to me! Dear... husband... Mom... Mom is... okay... give it to me! Mom... loves... loves you... gives it all to you... Oh... so... comfortable... ah... so good... dear... husband... so good... it feels... so good... so good... so good... ah... oh... so... so good... ah... oh... so good... ah... ah... ah... ah..." Just as I felt a cool sensation on my glans, my mother's cries turned into weak moans of "Mmm... Hmm..." and her hands, which had been gripping mine, slowly loosened. It turned out that my mother had experienced climax and urinated.

I stopped thrusting and stared at my mother. After resting for a while, she tried to get up to go to the toilet, but when she realized I was staring at her, she blushed like a child caught doing something wrong and turned her head away. I slowly pulled my penis out a little, and then suddenly thrust it back in. My mother cried out, "Ah~", and then whispered, "I'm not doing it anymore! You're making fun of me... bullying me..." I bent down and kissed my mother, whispering in her ear, "Wife! Did it hurt when you were moving so vigorously?" Before I could even lift my head, my mother's small fists landed repeatedly on my chest. I grabbed my mother's delicate hand and blew her a kiss, "I love you!" My mother looked at me tenderly and said in a voice I could barely hear, "Mom loves you too! Husband..." Then she pulled her hand away from mine, covering her blushing face with both hands, not daring to look at me anymore. I slowly began the second round of thrusting. It seemed my worries were unnecessary, so this time I increased the speed of my thrusting and caressed my mother's beautiful legs that were resting on my hips. While I was fucking my mother's vagina, I licked and kissed her toes and heels peeking out from her high heels. With my nine shallow and one deep thrusts, my mother would occasionally moan, "Ah ah~ umm~ oh~ ah umm~ ah~" Just as my mother cried out, "Ah ah~ so~ comfortable~ so~ ah~ so comfortable~ ah ah~ oh~ I'm here~ I'm here~ oh~" my glans felt a cool sensation again, and my urethral opening felt a tingling sensation. Finally, I ejaculated inside my mother's vagina.

After resting for a while, Mom tried to get up, but my penis was still inside her vagina. She was pinned down and couldn't move. She pleaded with me, "Baby! Be good! Let Mom get up and take a shower." But I shook my head and said, "It's not shower time! We need to eat breakfast." Mom said, "If you want to eat breakfast, you have to let Mom get up first." But I still shook my head. "No! We'll eat like this." Saying this, I put her beautiful legs, which were draped over my shoulders, onto my waist, letting her cross them. I lifted her up, supporting her plump buttocks. Mom quickly wrapped her arms around my neck. We walked to the cupboard, picked up our breakfast, and then carried her back to bed. I let her sit on my lap. Our breakfast was simple. I prepared a glass of fresh milk and two poached eggs for Mom, while I had a raw egg and fresh milk for myself. I first picked up a fried egg with my mouth and fed it to my mother. She seemed quite intrigued by this way of eating, smiling as she took the egg from my mouth and even kissed me. Then I took a sip of milk and fed it to her in the same way. After she finished eating, I was about to drink the milk-infused milk with raw egg when she grabbed the cup first. "Now it's my turn to feed you," she said, slowly feeding me sip by sip.

We finished our sweet breakfast in half an hour, and it was already seven o'clock. Thinking about it, we got up at five, and it felt like only yesterday we were up, and now we had to leave. Why does sweet time always pass so quickly? Sigh! To avoid delaying my precious time, I got up and changed my position so my mother could sit sideways on me. I helped her take off her high heels and stockings, and for her underwear, I simply untied the bow at the waist—the thin string was easily untied! Then I carried my mother into the bathroom and applied shower gel to her body. As I was applying it, my penis got hard again, so I used the excuse of washing my mother's vagina. Before she could refuse, I had already inserted my penis. As I thrust in and out quickly, bubbles kept coming out of her genitals. It was so much fun. In order to save time, I had to speed up my thrusting. As a result, I ejaculated in less than 20 minutes. I quickly rinsed my mother off, carried her back to the room, dressed her as fast as I could, kissed her goodbye, and told her to go to the hospital for a check-up. Then I rushed out the door.

(V) When I entered the classroom, I happened to run into Ah Xiong. We exchanged a greeting glance but didn't say anything. After the teacher finished taking attendance, she left. Ah Xiong walked up to me, patted me on the shoulder, and then we went to the end of the corridor together. Because Ah Xiong and his gang would gather here whenever they had free time, either to tease their classmates or to harass female classmates and teachers, everyone preferred to take a detour rather than pass through this area. In addition, the instructors were also afraid that Ah Xiong and his gang would lose face, so they tried not to patrol here. Over time, this place became their territory. Ah Xiong sat at the top of the stairs, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. His first question was, "Is she feeling better?" I nodded knowingly and gestured for Ah Xiong to talk to me aside. Ah Xiong told Bala, Ada, the eunuch, and Tie Gui, who had come with me, to stay where they were. We walked up to the corner of the stairs, and I said directly, "The swelling has gone down a bit, but it seems a little inflamed; it's red. I told her to see the doctor again today. She said the doctor specifically advised her to rest as much as possible, avoid sexual intercourse for a week, and keep the area dry and clean to prevent infection. But I told her that Brother Xiong might not be able to wait that long, and she should dress nicely to see you tomorrow!" Ah Xiong seemed satisfied with my answer. "Yeah! It was really boring not seeing her yesterday!" I continued, "Seriously! She's family after all, and we're like brothers. Please, Brother Xiong, do her a favor for me..." "Don't treat her like this anymore. Turning her into a public bus is bad for everyone, isn't it?" Ah Xiong agreed, "Yeah! As long as she obediently becomes my woman, how can I let others sleep with her? Wouldn't I become a cuckold then? That's impossible!" I added, "Actually, that's how I analyzed it for her too. As long as she's obedient, she won't have to suffer so much. Anyway, that man is far away overseas, and he might already have other women. Why should she stay alone in her empty room? But she said that because of the long-standing constraints of traditional values, she will try her best to cooperate, but it's impossible for her to completely abandon traditional values. So, her reserved attitude is inevitable. I hope you can understand, Brother Xiong, and don't force her to be promiscuous like a harlot. If that happens, she'd rather die!" Ah Xiong seemed satisfied as long as his mother obeyed, so he nodded frequently after listening to my report. Just then, the bell rang for the first class. I told Ah Xiong that during the initial home visits last night, I found that many of my brothers' women were also quite fun. Although they weren't as beautiful as my mother, they had a different kind of charm, and we could make some plans! Ah Xiong's eyes lit up when he heard this. Although he wanted me to skip class and continue, I told him that we would start class now and talk about the rest during lunch break. So we both went back to the classroom.

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