[Urban] Sorghum Fields Wet with Dew (Full) - 16-18

Chapter 108: What Are You Waiting For?

During the two nights Qu Bapi was away, Qu Haishan spent all his time with his stepmother, Xin Damei. Like newlyweds on their honeymoon, they were sometimes tender and affectionate, sometimes passionate and fiery, their youthful bodies colliding and burning tirelessly, still feeling the fleeting nature of their love. After two nights, Qu Haishan seemed to have lost weight, while Xin Damei, satisfied and radiant, hummed a little tune. On

the morning of the third day, when Qu Bapi returned home from town, he found his wife, Xin Damei, still fast asleep in the house, a blush on her face. Qu Bapi was puzzled. Without disturbing Xin Damei, he left his room and went to Qu Haishan's room. He found Qu Haishan also fast asleep, but still didn't suspect anything between him and Xin Damei, so he went to wake him. Qu Bapi called out to Qu Haishan several times, but he didn't wake up. Annoyed, he nudged him.

Qu Haishan finally opened his eyes and saw his father standing before him. He sat up abruptly, fearing that his father had found out about his affair with his stepmother. Perhaps disaster was imminent. He calmed himself for a moment before asking, "Dad, when did you get home?"

"I just got home. Why are you sleeping in broad daylight?"

Qu Bapi scrutinized his tired expression.

"I got caught in the rain the day before yesterday, and I have a headache. I just wanted to sleep!"

Qu Haishan answered, suppressing his fear, his eyes darting to his father's expression, wondering if his father had discovered some clue.

Qu Bapi didn't seem to have considered that his son would do anything to betray him. His sensitive nerves weren't directed at him; instead, he was most concerned about Xin Damei's whereabouts over the past two days. He asked in a low voice, "What has your stepmother been doing these past three days? Has she gone out?"

Qu Haishan thought cautiously, feeling he couldn't hide the fact that she had gone to the market the day before yesterday, since the servants all knew. He said, "She went to the market in town the day before yesterday, and hasn't gone out since. She's been staying at home." "She went to the market in town? Did you go with her?"

Qu Bapi was filled with paranoia.

"Of course I went with her. I even personally drove her there!"

Qu Haishan felt much more at ease knowing his father didn't seem to suspect him.

"Has she been in contact with anyone?"

Qu Bapi still inquired meticulously. Ever since his manhood was ruined by Hu Zi's frizzy hair, Qu Bapi's mentality had become somewhat twisted. He was always worried that Xin Damei would find another man, and he felt his worries weren't unfounded.

Qu Haishan, having ascertained that his father had no suspicions about him, completely relaxed and replied, "She hasn't been in contact with anyone. I've been by her side the whole time, and she hasn't spoken to anyone!"

Qu Bapi's tense nerves began to relax as well, but he still seemed uneasy and asked again, "Did you see Yang Wanji at the market?"

"No, I didn't even see a shadow of him!"

Qu Haishan answered truthfully, but he was increasingly puzzled as to why his father was so wary of Yang Wanji. Could it be that his stepmother and that man really had something going on? He would have to observe more carefully in the future.

Qu Bapi felt there was nothing more to ask, so he went to the yard with his hands behind his back to check on other matters.

After Qu Bapi returned, Qu Haishan and Xin Damei never had a chance to be together again. Even when they had the opportunity to do "that," they didn't dare, since they were under Qu Bapi's watchful eye. Even when he went to check on the fields, no one knew when he would suddenly return, and there were other people in the yard. Qu Haishan and Xin Damei both knew what the consequences would be if Qu Bapi found out about this. But endurance was also difficult. The flames between them had already ignited, and extinguishing them was a pipe dream. Every time they met, their eyes were filled with the burning desire of each other, but they had to try their best to hide it, not letting the shrewd and cunning Qu Bapi see anything. They were both waiting for the right opportunity while also thinking of ways to make their love happen.

Just as Xin Damei was enduring endless torment, an even more intense symptom occurred in her body. She felt an itch deep inside her vagina, and the itch grew more severe each day, making her restless and anxious. Unable to bear it any longer, she began to insert her fingers, but it seemed that her fingers could only slightly touch that depth, not providing any real relief. At this point, she craved a man's penis even more, and she longed even more for Qu Haishan's large member to relieve her itch. But such an opportunity never came.

At first, she endured it, thinking it was just a normal reaction during her period and that it would get better in a couple of days. Several more days passed, and instead of lessening, the itching worsened. Scratching with her fingers proved futile, and she could no longer bear it. Her desire to see Qu Haishan burned like a raging fire.

That morning, after breakfast, while Qu Bapi went to the workshop to give orders, Xin Damei watched him leave the front yard for the back, then rushed anxiously to Qu Haishan's room.

Seeing his stepmother's extremely unusual expression—her face flushed like a rooster's comb, her eyes blazing with anger—

Qu Haishan asked in surprise, "Stepmother, what's wrong?" He had never seen her like this before.

"What do you think I'm wrong? You heartless wretch! You ignited my fire, and then you just left me to fend for myself! How can I stand it? Huh? I really can't stand it!"

Xin Damei's chest heaved as she launched into a tirade of accusations.

Qu Haishan, his face contorted in pain, said, "Do you think I'm having an easy time? I think about you every single moment, but there's really no chance. My father is watching me closely; he even watches you when you go to the outhouse. What can I do? I can't just do it in front of him, can I?"

"Haishan, I can't hold back anymore! I want it now!"

Xin Damei said breathlessly, her eyes burning as she stared at Qu Haishan's crotch, like the eyes of a thirsty person staring at water.

Qu Haishan glanced instinctively at the open window and said nervously, "It might not be possible now, but my father hasn't gone out; he's still in the yard!"

Qu Haishan, of course, was also keeping a close eye on his father's movements.

"He went to the workshop; he's not in the house. We can do it right away! Hurry up! What are you waiting for? Don't you want it?"

Xin Damei stamped her feet anxiously; actually, she was unbearably itchy down there, wishing his member would immediately enter her. At this moment, she cared about almost nothing, only an infinite, morbid desire.

"Stepmother, he'll be back soon. If he finds out, we're both finished!"

Qu Haishan, as a man, especially a young man who had already tasted the beauty of women, felt an even stronger physical urge. But he knew that if his father found out, it wouldn't be a joke; his father would absolutely not tolerate his son cheating on him.

"I don't care about any of that, I just want it! If you dawdle any longer, he'll really be back, you bastard, hurry up!"

Xin Damei said, rushing over like a madwoman, recklessly unbuckling Qu Haishan's belt, pulling down his pants, and quickly pulling his underwear down to his knees. She completed these actions in just a few seconds. Her eyes were fixed on Qu Haishan's exposed member.

As Xin Damei spoke, she rushed over like a madwoman, recklessly unbuckling Qu Haishan's belt and pulling down his pants. She then quickly pulled his underwear down to his knees, completing these actions in just a few seconds. Her eyes were fixed intently on Qu Haishan's exposed member, seemingly filled with disappointment; it was still limp and hanging between his testicles. "Don't you want it? Why isn't it hard yet?"

Xin Damei cried out anxiously.

Qu Haishan was unprepared and nervous about his father's return, which caused his erection to become abnormally limp. He looked at himself, annoyed, and said, "How should I know what's going on? It was hard this morning!" "Quick, lie down on the edge of the kang!"

Xin Damei practically commanded. Seeing Qu Haishan still standing there, somewhat dazed, she impatiently pushed him to the edge of the kang. With a sudden burst of strength, she pushed him down onto the edge, then lifted his legs, which were still on the ground, onto the kang as well. Qu Haishan

was now lying on his back on the kang. Xin Damei stood at the edge of the kang, reaching out to grasp Qu Haishan's still erect penis. She gently... [Qu Haishan seemed to discover something new; a woman's mouth could be played with!]

Stimulated, Qu Haishan's penis swelled to its maximum size, immediately filling her mouth. The boundless pleasure made him thrust forward, and his penis reached her throat. Xin Damei gagged and quickly vomited.

Qu Haishan's erection moved slowly back and forth in Xin Damei's mouth. This movement was a beautiful harmony between the two of them; Xin Damei's mouth and tongue were teasing him, and Qu Haishan's body was also thrusting. Perhaps feeling that his penis was a bit long, and fearing that it might accidentally go too far down her throat, Xin Damei used her fingers to encircle the base of his penis, preventing it from going all the way in. When Qu Haishan thrust his hips, her throat would make stimulating "mmm" sounds, and her other hand would also hold his penis, moving it back and forth continuously. Before long, Qu Haishan could no longer bear it and quickly said to Xin Damei, "I can't take it anymore, stop moving."

Xin Damei smiled ambiguously. Although she spat out his penis, she began to stroke it back and forth with her hand, and occasionally licked it with the tip of her tongue. Qu Haishan thought to himself, "Has this woman gone mad? She seems to care about nothing."

Knowing he was going to do it anyway, he was going all out and began to relax. With her practiced movements, he felt himself about to ejaculate. The rapidly swelling hardness made Xin Damei realize what was about to happen. Of course, she didn't want him to ejaculate in her mouth, but rather to make it even harder. Xin Damei quickly spat out his erection. After catching her breath

, Xin Damei immediately took off her shoes, climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed), and quickly pulled down her skirt. Qu Haishan was surprised: his stepmother wasn't even wearing underwear under her skirt! It seemed she was really ready for sex! Xin Damei actually straddled Qu Haishan. Qu Haishan was astonished: What was she going to do? If she wanted to do it, she should be lying on the kang, why was she straddling him? While Qu Haishan was still puzzled, Xin Damei had already positioned her wet, secret passage towards Qu Haishan's erect member, using her small hand to guide it to the entrance, and then sat down abruptly, letting out a sound that was hard to tell if it was from pain or pleasure.

Qu Haishan felt his hard head press against her clitoris, tightly enveloped by the hot, wet sensation, and he also cried out in pleasure. Damn, so women can be on top too? He became even more curious, wondering how many techniques there were for playing with a woman. No wonder everyone said this was the most wonderful thing in the world, it really was true.

Xin Damei was almost frenzied, straddling him, her full buttocks moving up and down, back and forth, forcefully sitting down, then lifting up, then sitting down again, faster and faster, her cries growing louder and louder. She felt that each time she swallowed it deeply, that hard object was poking hard at the most itchy spot deep inside her, it was incredibly pleasurable.

Qu Haishan seemed even more intoxicated by this position, enjoying watching his stepmother's large breasts bounce up and down on him; it was incredibly alluring. He especially loved seeing her expression of pleasure. Every time he swallowed the hard rod, her eyes would widen, intently enjoying the overwhelming pleasure, needing no words. At that moment, Qu Haishan felt she was born to be his woman. Just then, from somewhere in the yard, came Qu the Skinflint's voice: "Sun San Houzi, why aren't you checking the crops? What are you doing wandering around the yard? If the crops are ruined, I'll dock your wages!"

Qu Haishan immediately tensed up, shouting at his stepmother, "My father's back! Get off me, hurry!"

Xin Damei was currently in a state of ecstasy, almost reaching heaven. Every time she sat down, the hard thing relentlessly pounded into her most itchy spot, making her feel both alive and dead. Her entire being was melted by the sensation; at this moment, she would rather die than not enjoy this pleasure. Although she was reluctant to end it like this, she still wanted to finish this divine journey, so she began to move wildly and rapidly up and down.

Finally, Qu Haishan couldn't withstand such intense friction; his erection was still swollen and throbbing. A wave of tingling sensation washed over him, and his entire penis gushed out, ejaculating for quite a while before he was completely finished!

His penis began to soften inside her, and Xin Damei hurriedly got up. As she left Qu Haishan's body, a stream of white liquid flowed from her lower body, splashing onto Qu Haishan's stomach. Xin Damei didn't bother to enjoy the afterglow of pleasure; she put on her skirt and hurriedly went back to her room.

Back in her room, Xin Damei hurriedly climbed onto the kang (heated brick bed) and pretended to be fast asleep, just as she had done when Qu Bapi left the room. A short while later, Qu Bapi entered the room. Seeing Xin Damei still asleep on the kang, Qu Bapi breathed a sigh of relief, didn't disturb her, turned and left the room, then went to Qu Haishan's room.

Qu Haishan, of course, was already dressed and pretending to be nonchalant, playing with his big tabby cat on the kang (a heated brick bed). Seeing Qu Bapi enter, Qu Haishan feigned surprise and asked, "Dad, who were you talking to outside just now?"

Qu Bapi, hands behind his back, his old face grim, said, "It was that Sun San the monkey again, always trying to slack off and not keep a close eye on the crops. I'm going to ride around and check on them later. If the crops are ruined, you'll see what I do to him!"

Qu Haishan hurriedly asked, "Dad, are you going out to check the crops later?"

"What can I do if I don't go? You're not going either. You're not a child anymore; you need to pay more attention to things at home. You can't always rely on me. What will you do when I die?"

Qu Bapi often gave such lectures; he was truly exasperated.

"I know, actually, these past few days while you were away, I've been going downstairs to check every day!"

Qu Haishan, of course, knew how to appease his father.

Qu Bapi just snorted and turned to leave. Qu Haishan watched through the window as Qu Bapi walked towards the livestock shed. Watching his father's retreating figure, Qu Haishan cursed inwardly: "Why didn't you check the crops earlier? You only went after we were scared half to death and finished! Damn it!"

Qu Haishan sat on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), reminiscing about his stepmother's wanton behavior on his body and the wonderful sensation of being swallowed by her. Just then, the door opened again, and Xin Damei walked in with a dazed look in her eyes .

(Chapter 110: Even More Fun Positions

) Just then, the door opened again, and Xin Damei walked in with a dazed look in her eyes. Earlier, when Qu Bapi went to Qu Haishan's room, Xin Damei had hurriedly gotten off her bare feet and quietly slipped to Qu Haishan's door to eavesdrop. She was relieved to find that Qu Bapi hadn't discovered anything amiss. When she heard Qu Bapi say he was going outside to check on the crops, she felt another surge of joy. However, she immediately realized that the opportunity was gone; Qu Haishan had just ejaculated and had no strength left. Afraid that Qu Bapi would see her, she slipped back into her room and pretended to be asleep on the kang (heated brick bed).

Xin Damei sensed that Qu Bapi hadn't returned to the house this time, but had gone straight out. She hurriedly got up and looked through the window, and sure enough, Qu Bapi's figure disappeared into the yard. Although Xin Damei knew that Qu Haishan couldn't do it right away, she still felt an itch to go to his room and spend some time with him, and she also had something to tell him.

Although Qu Haishan felt good seeing his stepmother, seeing her enter with glazed eyes, he assumed she hadn't gotten over her craving and had come to bother him again, so he became a little nervous and said, "Stepmother, we just finished, why are you here again?"

Xin Damei's face immediately darkened, and she said, "Do you think I want to see you just to do that? When you want to see me, is it only for that? Are you always annoyed with me?"

Qu Haishan thought to himself, "You came in like a she-wolf earlier, of course it was for that. I was practically raped by you." But he didn't say that out loud. Instead, he quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Stepmother, that's not what I meant! How could I be annoyed with you? I just think it's better if we don't do 'that' and spend less time together, so my father won't suspect anything. You have no idea how cunning that old fox is!"

Xin Damei couldn't help but burst out laughing at his last remark: "Oh, you actually called your father an old fox! You unfilial son!"

She laughed so hard that her two little buns under her blouse trembled.

Qu Haishan chuckled awkwardly and said, "I wasn't insulting him, I meant he's incredibly shrewd. He'll notice something if we're not careful. Luckily, he hasn't suspected me yet, he's just watching you. If he does suspect me one day, it'll be really hard to fool him anymore, that's why I'm so scared!"

Xin Damei thought what he said made sense. She knew Qu Haishan was cunning and treacherous, and they could easily be exposed if they weren't careful. But she still explained, "Didn't your father go to check on the crops? He won't be back for a while." Qu Haishan then placed his hand on her leg and teased, "Stepmother, why is my mouth so hard? It's my penis that's hard. Your mouth is really strong, it almost made me spit something into your mouth!"

Xin Damei shyly slapped his hand and exclaimed, "If I didn't use my mouth on you, would you be hard? At first, your penis was as soft as a boiled eggplant, it didn't even seem to react to me. And you still said you missed me?"

Qu Haishan gently stroked her leg and said, "I was worried my dad would come back, so that thing won't get hard when I'm nervous!" Xin

Damei glanced at him and asked, "Tell me the truth, when your penis isn't hard, have you ever thought of me, like right now?" As she spoke,

Xin Damei pinched his penis through his pants.

Qu Haishan stared intently, seemingly genuinely thinking, and immediately said, "Yes, I have. I really have. Even now, when I don't feel like doing 'that,' I'm still thinking of you. I was thinking about you before you came in, and when my dad was talking to me, I was wondering what you were doing in the room!"

"You're lying! You're just being glib. Tell me, when you think of me, what do you think of, even when your penis isn't hard? Tell me!"

Xin Damei's fingers hooked around Qu Haishan's leg, as if ready to pinch him at any moment.

"Stepmother, don't be angry when I tell you, okay?"

"Why would I be angry? Just tell me!" ”

信的美的手没恰他，倒是弹了他大腿一下。

“小妈，每次我和你做完了那事后，不是想着下一次，而是想，如果我们能像夫妻那样时时刻刻在一起该有多好！”

曲海山痴迷着眼神，似乎很认真想出来的。事实上，曲海山这样的感觉也应该是真实的，一方面是因为这个和自己同龄的美丽女子真的让自己着魔，另一方面，这种痴迷也不是两个人发生了那事才开始的，也不是她做他后妈以后才开始的，而是在他爹娶信大美之前，曲海山就已经对她很动心了。

信大美迷人的眼神里闪着兴奋的光，问：“海山，你这话是心里话？”

曲海山起誓发愿地说：“我要是说的假话，你我就是大叫驴揍出来的！ Xin

Damei leaned over and hugged Haishan in her arms, gave him a warm kiss, and said in a sweet voice, "Haishan, you're right to think that way. Your stepmother thinks exactly the same as you. We always wish we could be together forever!" "

Xin Damei spoke from the heart. Her desire was far stronger than Qu Haishan's. To be able to spend her days and nights with a strong young man of similar age in the Qu family compound would truly be a life of bliss.

Qu Haishan's arm was pressing against one of Xin Damei's breasts, bouncing like a ball, instantly stimulating his senses. He couldn't help but reach inside her blouse and begin to caress it wantonly. Moreover, his stepmother's fragrance intoxicated him even more. At this moment, he truly wished that they could always be together like this, but she was his stepmother. Qu Haishan's eyes dimmed slightly as he said, "I do wish, but it's pointless. You're my father's woman, not mine. How can we always be together? Even if we're together temporarily, we have to do it secretly!" Xin Damei

blinked her watery eyes, her chest heaving as she thought for a while, then leaned close to Qu Haishan's ear and said, "As long as we both have this wish, sooner or later we can be together without anyone watching or interfering! " "

When will it be sooner or later?"

Qu Haishan couldn't imagine when he could freely be intimate with his stepmother.

"Of course, after your father dies! When he dies, you'll be the head of the family, and who will be able to control you then!"

Xin Damei probed, trying to guide him. Ever since her intimate encounter with Qu Haishan, Xin Damei had been thinking about this perfect opportunity for herself.

Qu Haishan, however, wasn't excited by this prospect. He frowned and said, "Isn't that the same as saying nothing? My father will die?"

Indeed, Qu Haishan didn't have the concept of when his father would die.

"He won't die? Is he some kind of immortal being? Your father is already fifty years old; he might be gone in ten or eight years!"

Xin Damei, anxious to get Qu Haishan to accept her idea, blurted out her thoughts.

Qu Haishan didn't seem to blame her for wishing his father an early death, but instead said listlessly, "Even if he dies in ten or eight years, what will we do now?" "There's simply not a lot of opportunity for us to be together, wouldn't that be suffocating!"

Xin Damei's eyes also dimmed, but to encourage Qu Haishan, she said, "Don't worry, we'll figure something out slowly. We're all in the same family, as long as we try, we'll always find an opportunity. Like today, didn't we do it? He didn't even notice when he came back!"

Qu Haishan kneaded her breasts, thinking about the exciting events of the day, with his stepmother's warm words echoing in his ears. Both his mind and body were subtly aroused, and he looked at her with infatuation, asking, "Stepmother, I didn't know women could do that with men? I never thought it was possible!"

Xin Damei chuckled and whispered, "Silly boy, there's a lot you don't know. There are many positions for men and women to do this kind of thing. How many do you even know? Don't underestimate your father's original 'thing,' he had a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and he taught me so many."

"Ah? There are many more?" Qu

Haishan's curiosity was piqued again. Could there be other positions?

Seeing his burning gaze, Xin Damei felt a surge of excitement and said, "How about I teach you an even more fun position now?"

(Chapter 111: Still Won't Admit It)

Qu Haishan was a born lecher, fascinated by sex since his teens. Only recently had he truly mastered it, believing himself to be a man and satisfied with simply penetrating and thrusting. But after hearing his stepmother mention many other methods he didn't know, he was naturally eager to learn. He excitedly exclaimed, "Okay, teach me all those tricks!"

But his excitement faltered halfway through, realizing his crotch was still empty, his penis still dormant. He said regretfully, "Stepmother, not yet, my penis isn't hard!"

Xin Damei glanced at his genitals; indeed, there was no erection. But she took the opportunity to touch it with her hand, feeling… Seemingly reacting, she said, "Don't worry, stepmother has a way to make you stand up." Xin Damei's warm little hand gently stroked that still-sleeping thing, and Qu Haishan immediately felt his dormant blood surge again. One of his hands was still playing with his stepmother's chest, and the information inside also conveyed restlessness. Qu Haishan's eyes were fixed on his stepmother's white thighs, and suddenly he was curious about something, so he suddenly lifted her skirt. Sure enough, when he lifted the skirt, he saw the bush and the seemingly still wet little groove in the bush. He said teasingly in a low voice, "Stepmother, so you're not wearing underwear yet. You obviously came to find me to do this again, but you still won't admit it!"

Xin Damei's face immediately turned red, and she covered up by saying, "It's not what you think. How could I have time to put it on? I went to my room and pretended to be asleep. Your father came in a little while later, and I came to find you as soon as your father left. How could I have time to put it on? You little rascal, do you think I came to find you to do that?" "

She paused here, then suddenly remembered her earlier wanton behavior, and explained, 'You must have been scared by how I acted before, right? You probably think I'm a slutty woman, but actually, I'm not like that. There was a reason I acted that way before. I came to you to talk about that matter!'

Qu Haishan was slightly surprised and asked, 'What matter? There was a reason you acted that way before? What reason?'

Although Xin Damei found it a little difficult to say, she didn't hold back in front of Qu Haishan and said, 'I think I have a disease. It's so itchy inside that I can't stand it, and I can't reach it with my own hands, so I really want your big thing to poke me, and that's why I acted like that before. If it weren't for the unbearable itching, even if I really wanted you, I wouldn't have acted like that, as if I were a slut!'

Qu Haishan immediately became alert and hurriedly asked, 'Itchy? Is it really itchy, like you really want to scratch it yourself?'" “

Yes, it’s an unbearable itch, almost unbearable, and it feels like it’s on fire,” Xin Damei said, her heart pounding at the memory of that unbearable sensation.

“When did this illness start?”

Qu Haishan asked hastily, as if he had a premonition of something.

“It was about three or four days after we did that in the sorghum field. I thought it was because I was thinking about you, but then I realized it wasn’t; it was an illness!”

Qu Haishan was even more alarmed. He thought, how could it be such a coincidence? The itching started three or four days after he had sex with that foreign female corpse. Could it be that he had infected her with the illness? This made him even more certain that he had contracted the illness from that female corpse. He felt a mix of regret and fear, because he didn’t know what kind of illness it was. As he thought about it, he felt the part that his stepmother was manipulating begin to itch. But Qu Haishan absolutely could not admit that he had infected his stepmother with the illness, because he would never tell anyone about having sex with the female corpse, even if she died. Qu Haishan asked again, “Are you still itchy now?”

Xin Damei, her hand rapidly stroking Qu Haishan's gradually erect penis, looked somewhat intoxicated and said, "Your thing just pounded into me for a while, and I'm still not itchy. This stick of yours is really effective!" She

quickened her pace, wanting to turn it into a real penis as soon as possible.

Qu Haishan was experiencing immense pleasure from her stroking, his blood rushing, and with his hands also kneading her plump breasts, these two surging currents combined with his desire. At this moment, he no longer cared about the details of that disease, and cried out breathlessly, "Stepmother, I can't take it anymore!" Xin

Damei felt his penis fill her palm, burning hot, with thick veins throbbing. She knew he was back to his old self. At that moment, Qu Haishan's hands had been kneading her breasts for a long time, and her lower body was overflowing with fluids, the itching intensifying. She quickly released Qu Haishan's penis and said, "Come on, stepmother will teach you an even more fun trick!"

Saying this, she got off the bed first, hands on the edge of the bed, sticking out her white, tender buttocks, spreading her legs, looking at the bewildered Qu Haishan, and said, "Hurry up, stand behind me!"

Stand behind? For what? Qu Haishan still didn't understand. Her little cleft was clearly in front, but he still obediently stood behind her buttocks. He asked, confused, "Why stand behind me?"

"To insert it from behind!" "

Xin Damei said.

Qu Haishan, standing behind, saw the chrysanthemum hole between her two protruding petals and thought, "Could it be that I'm going to insert it here? How can I insert it here?" So he asked again, "Stepmother, are you telling me to insert it into your asshole?"

"Who told you to insert it there?"

Xin Damei knew he really didn't understand, so she reached one hand from the front to her cleft, waving her fingers and guiding him, "This place, you've been inside it before!" Qu Haishan looked down carefully. "

Damn," he thought, "that little crevice in the front can be seen from the back too, right below her buttocks. It's a different kind of beauty than when you see it from the front; you can only see a crease at the entrance." That unique shape only fueled his desire to penetrate. He held his erection in one hand, tentatively approaching the area.

Qu Haishan's thing was long, easily reaching the entrance. The moment it touched that spot, a gush of fluid from the crevice sprayed onto his burning rod, making him tremble even more excitedly. Instinctively, he thrust it in. As soon as the erection entered, his stepmother let out a long, excited "Mmm." Enveloped in boundless pleasure, he couldn't help but thrust his hips forward again, pushing his entire member inside. Good heavens, it was so much tighter and more fun going in from behind! His lower abdomen could squeeze against her smooth, soft buttocks, and the angle of force was different. When she was lying face-down while he was thrusting in from the front, he was pushing downwards, but here he had to push upwards, his lower abdomen hitting her buttocks as he pushed upwards—it was a unique sensation. "Mom, it feels so good,"

he exclaimed excitedly as he thrust deeper.

Xin Damei chuckled softly and said, "You feel good, and I feel good too. This position is really enjoyable, isn't it? Mom will teach you a lot later! As long as you're always good to me, I'll make you feel incredibly good every time!" Qu

Haishan's breathing grew increasingly rapid, his buttocks trembling as he thrust violently in and out. In his unrestrained frenzy, his stepmother couldn't even speak. She supported herself on the edge of the bed with both hands, her hips swaying back and forth frantically, constantly adjusting her position to allow him to penetrate even deeper.

As Qu Haishan thrust forcefully, he deliberately teased her, "Stepmother, who's fucking you from behind?"

His stepmother's face flushed even more, as if she had returned to her girlish self, and she shyly replied, "At this moment, don't call me 'Mom,' it's all messed up! Tell me, now, between the two of us, it doesn't seem like a mother and son relationship anymore!"

Qu Haishan chuckled slyly, continuing to deliberately provoke her, "That's what makes it even more interesting! Think about it, even if I'm inside you, you're still my father's wife, of course I still have to call you 'Mom,' right? That's an unchangeable fact!" This time ,

Qu Haishan used Xin Damei's past words to provoke her.

Xin Damei seemed even more excited by his words! With heavy breathing, her hip movements became increasingly vigorous. Soon, Xin Damei couldn't withstand the little beast's intense thrusts. Her hips trembled violently. At her climax, she even groaned loudly without restraint: "I can't take it anymore... I can't take it! Faster... faster..."

Qu Haishan tightly embraced her waist, thrusting his hard member into her secret passage with all his might. In just a few strokes, he brought her to the peak of climax! Qu Haishan also reached his own climax at the same time, his buttocks trembling as the contents of his hard member surged into her little crevice. (

Chapter 112: Thoroughly Thrusting

) Xin Damei's deepest, most itchy spot was thoroughly penetrated by the thick, hard member, then drenched in hot, sweet nectar. She was in a state of perfect ecstasy. Even after Qu Haishan's member was withdrawn, Xin Damei's small hands lingered, reluctantly holding it, caressing it tenderly, as if cherishing her most precious treasure!

Xin Damei touched and looked at Qu Haishan's now limp penis. Suddenly, she seemed to have discovered a secret. Looking closer, she saw that the skin of Qu Haishan's penis was covered with many granular things. She had seen them before and thought they were goosebumps caused by high blood pressure. Now that the penis was no longer congested, the small blisters were still there. She asked curiously, "What are those things on your penis?"

Qu Haishan felt a surge of nervousness and hurriedly covered it up, saying, "Men's penises all have these." He didn't want her to know that he had this unspeakable disease, mainly because he was afraid of being suspected of infecting Xin Damei with his itching.

Of course, Xin Damei didn't believe that men's penises all had these, and said, "That's not true. Before your father's penis was damaged, I never saw these on it."

"That's because you didn't look carefully," Qu Haishan was still trying to dispel her suspicions.

Xin Damei blushed and said, "How could I not look carefully? Your father made me lick his thing so many times, how could I not be familiar with it? There really aren't any of these little bubbles on it!"

Qu Haishan became even more alarmed and said, "Just because he doesn't have them doesn't mean other men don't! I've had them since I was born, they didn't just grow now!" Xin Damei's

eyes darted around, as if she was thinking, and she asked again, "That day at the market, you were sitting on the cart and scratching your thing. I asked you why you were scratching it, and you said it was very itchy. Is it because of these that it's itchy?"

"Even if it's because of these, there's nothing abnormal about it!"

Fearing she would continue to examine him, Qu Haishan quickly pulled up his pants when she let go of his hand.

Xin Damei blinked her watery eyes, thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Haishan, did you infect me with this itching disease?"

Qu Haishan became even more nervous and said, "Stepmother, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have any disease at all, how could I infect you with anything?"

"You're not sick, so why are you itchy for no reason? Why are there those little bumps on your penis? And why did it start itching after we did that? " Xin

Damei became increasingly convinced that her itching was related to Qu Haishan. While she didn't feel much blame, she wanted to know what had happened. Just

as Qu Haishan was struggling to explain, his father, Qu Bapi, called out from the courtyard. Knowing Qu Bapi had returned, both of them panicked. Xin Damei hurriedly straightened her skirt and blouse and rushed back to her room. Qu Haishan also frantically grabbed a rag and wiped away the liquid stains on the kang (heated brick bed), then sat there pretending to be bored. This time, however, his father didn't come to his room but went straight back to his own.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Qu Haishan began to think again about the strange illness he and Xin Damei had contracted. He seemed to have a premonition that he had infected Xin Damei, and that his own illness was related to the foreign female corpse. He had heard some people say that prostitutes often suffered from various diseases, and that foreign woman was certainly another kind of prostitute, constantly... He knew how many Japanese soldiers would have sex with him. Although Qu Haishan was basically certain that his illness came from the female corpse, he was particularly curious whether Sun Sanhouzi had also contracted the disease. If Sun Sanhouzi had it too, it meant that the female corpse had indeed infected him. Qu Haishan wanted to find out from Sun Sanhouzi.

So he left home again and went to the fields to find Sun Sanhouzi. Since Qu Haishan had secretly had sex with the female corpse, he had never seen Sun Sanhouzi again, mainly because he was preoccupied with that shameful thing and was afraid that Sun Sanhouzi would suspect that he had also had sex with the corpse. Three days after Qu Haishan first had sex with the female corpse, he couldn't help but secretly go to the shack where the female corpse was hidden, only to find that the female corpse was gone. He returned disappointed.

Qu Haishan searched all over the Qu family's farmland, and after a long time, he finally found Sun Sanhouzi in a shack. Sun Sanhouzi was a little embarrassed and surprised to see Qu Haishan come to find him, and asked, "Young master, did you want to see me?"

Qu Haishan scrutinized him for a moment, then asked, "Where did you take that female corpse? When I went to look for you in that shack, it was gone!"

Sun Sanhouzi winked mysteriously, grinning lewdly, and asked, "Young Master, why are you asking about that female corpse? You must regret not having sex with her that day, right? Now you want to have sex with her?" Qu

Haishan deliberately put on a disdainful look and said, "Stop talking nonsense. If I wanted to have sex with her, I would have done it first that day. Would it be your turn to have sex with her first? Even if she were alive, I wouldn't have sex with a prostitute like that. What kind of person do you take me for?"

Qu Haishan judged that Sun Sanhouzi hadn't discovered his secret of having sex with the female corpse, hence his gentlemanly demeanor. "

Hehe, you're a young master, of course you wouldn't be as despicable as me. But then again, I couldn't get my hands on any women, that's why I did it like that. But having sex with a foreign woman's body, it's not a wasted life, hehehe!"

As Sun Sanhouzi spoke, he couldn't help but scratch that area through his pants.

This action aroused Qu Haishan's sensitivity, but he couldn't ask directly yet. Instead, he had to ask subtly. He said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you, where did you put that female corpse afterward?"

Sun Sanhou scratched his head, slightly embarrassed, and said, "I played with it for two days, then it got a bit smelly, so I threw it back into Moon Lake!"

"Damn, you're really heartless. You fucked her until she was smelly, and then you threw her into the water!"

Qu Haishan was clearly teasing and mocking him. But thinking about the feeling of fucking that female corpse, he still savored the feeling of being a man for the first time.

"If she were alive, would I have been willing to throw her away? The problem is she would rot. The last time I fucked her, her vagina was already infested with maggots. I really couldn't play with her anymore!"

Sun Sanhou said, scratching his crotch again.

"So how many times did you play with her in total?"

Qu Haishan's curious and wicked mind still wanted to know some exciting details.

"Hehe, played for two days, fucked ten times in total!"

Sun Sanhou seemed quite proud, his eyes narrowed, still reveling in the pleasure.

Qu Haishan also imagined it lewdly for a while, finally getting to the point, saying, "Do you know why I don't want to fuck that female corpse?"

Chapter 113: I'm itching now.

Sun Sanhou chuckled dryly, scratching his head, and said, "Hehe, you're a young master, you have plenty of women, you definitely wouldn't fuck a female corpse!"

Qu Haishan's eyes darted around, and he said, "Haven't you heard? Women in brothels are ridden by thousands of men, they all have diseases that can be transmitted to the men who fuck them. That foreign woman was also a prostitute, of course she's a prostitute, I'm afraid I'll get a disease if I fuck her!"

As Qu Haishan spoke, he stared intently at him. Sun Sanhou suddenly felt a chill, his face turned ugly, and he couldn't help but scratch his genitals again. He asked breathlessly, "Young master, what kind of disease are you talking about? What are the symptoms?"

Qu Haishan, of course, didn't know what disease those prostitutes had. He could only try to get information out of Sun Sanhouzi according to his own logic, saying, "I heard from others that women have that disease, it's that itchy down there, unbearably itchy. Men who get infected by women also get itchy on their penises, with small bumps!"

Sun Sanhouzi was dumbfounded, then said with a face full of dejection and panic, "Young Master, does that mean I've already got that disease?"

Qu Haishan felt a pang in his heart, as if his guess had been confirmed, but he looked very surprised and asked, "What? You said you have that disease? What are your symptoms?"

Sun Sanhouzi was extremely embarrassed and said, "It's really like you said, it's terribly itchy up there, and I have a lot of small blisters. I keep trying to scratch it, but it's still itchy!"

"Then you probably really have that disease. You've had your fun this time, haven't you? Luckily I didn't play with that female corpse like you!"

"Young Master, what should I do? Can this disease be cured?"

Sun Sanhouzi asked with a mournful face.

"I've never had it before, how would I know what to do? Who knows if it can be cured?"

Qu Haishan's anxiety intensified after confirming that Sun Sanhou had indeed contracted the same disease as him. This meant the disease was indeed contracted from the female corpse, and he wondered if there were any more terrifying consequences. He also wanted to know if Sun Sanhou had infected any women, so he asked, "After you got that disease, did you do 'that' with Widow Zhou?" Sun Sanhou

, of course, had no reason to hide anything, so he said, "Yes, I did. After I got this disease, the itching made me even more eager to have sex with women. I even sold the pair of silver bracelets my mother left me and had sex with Widow Zhou many times!" Damn

, the symptoms were exactly the same—an itch that made him want to have sex with women. Qu Haishan felt a surge of shock and panic, but he hadn't achieved his goal yet, so he continued, "Did you infect Widow Zhou? This disease is contagious!"

Sun Sanhou looked around and whispered, "It seems like I did. How could I not? Yesterday I went to Widow Zhou's place, and guess what? She actually... " She let me have sex with her willingly and didn't ask for money. Her wanton behavior puzzled me, so I asked her why she didn't ask for money. She said her vagina was incredibly itchy and she wanted a man's penis inside her all the time. I knew she had contracted the disease too, but she didn't know how. She'd been with many men, so of course it couldn't be my fault!

Qu Haishan was feeling a bit uneasy. He was certain that the meal was infected by the female corpse, that his stepmother Xin Damei had contracted the disease herself, and that Sun Sanhouzi, the source of infection, was spreading it. Now he really regretted going with Sun Sanhouzi to "fish for beauties." These weren't beauties at all; they were practically plagues. He regretted even more that he had secretly had sex with the female corpse. A moment of pleasure might bring him some kind of disaster.

But it was too late for regrets. All he could do was try to bury this shameful secret. He looked at Sun Sanhouzi and said, "Do you know how serious this is? You infected Widow Zhou with the disease, which is terrible. Many men have slept with Widow Zhou, and she'll infect other men, who will then infect their wives. It'll be horrific if the villagers find out you infected her! They'll bury you alive! If you want to live, you have to keep this a secret. No one can tell. Only you and I know this secret, but I will absolutely not tell anyone!"

Sun Sanhouzi turned pale with fright and almost knelt before Qu Haishan. He quickly said, "Young Master, I'd rather die than tell anyone. As long as you don't say anything, no one will ever know!"

Qu Haishan was relieved and said, "It's good that you know how serious this is. Keep your mouth shut, even when you're drunk, or you won't live much longer." With that, Qu Haishan strode away. Sun Sanhouzi wiped the sweat from his brow.

Qu Haishan returned to the Qu family compound and saw his father, Qu Bapi, directing a farmhand to clean the livestock pen in the backyard. He took the opportunity to slip into his stepmother's room.

Xin Damei was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) eating melon seeds. Seeing Qu Haishan come to her, her eyes lit up with joy. She said, "What, you've gotten your conscience acting up and are coming to see your stepmother? Hehe, did you want more after we just finished?"

Qu Haishan chuckled and said, "Even if I wanted more, my little brother isn't awake yet, he's still asleep!"

Then he said in a serious, low voice, "Stepmother, I just went to ask Sun Sanhouzi. The disease you have isn't just yours, other women in the village have it too, so don't suspect that I gave it to you!"

Qu Haishan was mainly trying to clear his name.

Xin Damei looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Others have it? Who?"

This disease had become a terrible shadow in her heart, and she was very interested in this news. She heard that other women had also contracted it, and although she found it strange, she felt somewhat at ease.

"I heard from Sun Sanhouzi that Widow Zhou has also contracted it, and her symptoms are exactly the same as yours—she's also unbearably itchy!"

Qu Haishan said mysteriously.

"How does Sun Sanhouzi know that Widow Zhou has it too?"

Xin Damei looked at him suspiciously, feeling that his expression was strange, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Hey, stepmother, don't you understand? Sun Sanhouzi often goes to see Widow Zhou for fun, and Widow Zhou tells him everything!"

Qu Haishan tried his best to make it seem reasonable; he knew that his stepmother wasn't a foolish woman.

Xin Damei pondered for a moment, then glanced at him and asked, "Could it be that you gave Widow Zhou her illness, or perhaps she gave you yours? You and Widow Zhou did 'that' thing, right?"

Qu Haishan immediately looked aggrieved and said, "Stepmother, what are you talking about? How could I have done 'that' thing with Widow Zhou? Think about it, is it difficult for me to find a wife? There's probably a long line of people waiting for me. How could I do 'that' thing with a thirty or forty-year-old slut? Aren't you insulting me?"

Xin Damei blinked, thought about it carefully, and realized it was impossible. She chuckled and said, "She was just joking with you. Look how scared you are! But whether Widow Zhou has this disease or not, I'll ask her myself. Lying won't help!"

"I absolutely won't lie. She definitely has it!"

Qu Haishan further solidified his statement.

Xin Damei's face fell again, and she said, "This illness is so torturous! I can't even talk about it, it's so itchy it's killing me. I really need to find a doctor to take a look, I can't bear this suffering!"

Qu Haishan suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Find a doctor? You don't mean to go see Yang Wanji, do you?"

"Ah, besides him, is there any other doctor? What's wrong?"

Mentioning Yang Wanji, Xin Damei's expression became extremely unnatural.

Qu Haishan, of course, couldn't reveal that his father had told him to keep an eye on Yang Wanji and his stepmother's movements, so he chuckled and said, "Not really. I mean, you don't need to see a doctor. Didn't you say my hard thing would stop the itching after a while? Well, if you feel itchy

, come find me!" Xin Damei's eyes began to glaze over as she looked at him and said, "I'm itchy now, hurry up and do it for me!"

As she spoke, she savagely reached her hand into his crotch.

Chapter 114:

After the lava eruption, it rained intermittently for seven or eight days. Qu Bapi stayed at home all day, and Qu Haishan and Xin Damei had no chance to be together anymore, making them both red-eyed with pent-up desire. Xin Damei, in particular, was itching terribly inside and almost died from the torment. After the rain stopped, it happened to be the time for Qiu Baozhang's son to get married and hold a wedding banquet. Qu Bapi, being a prominent local tycoon, naturally couldn't miss it and went to Qiu Baozhang's house for the wedding banquet.

Qu Haishan and Xin Damei finally got their long-awaited opportunity. As soon as Qu Haishan stepped out of the courtyard, the two began their frenzied lovemaking on the kang (heated brick bed). Qu Damei's small body was thrust from one end of the kang to the other, and back again, like a raging eruption of lava.

Afterwards, although Xin Damei was immensely satisfied, she still told Qu Haishan about her wish: to see the doctor Yang Wanji to have her illness treated. She wanted to cure her unspeakable ailment and become a normal woman again.

Although Qu Haishan didn't object to her trying to cure the disease he had given her, the thought of her going to Yang Wanji for treatment, coupled with his father's words, made him extremely reluctant. He said, "Stepmother, why are you going to a man to treat this disease? Haven't I relieved your itch every time? Didn't you say the itch would stop after we made love?"

Xin Damei's eyes were glazed as she said, "You can relieve my itch, but can you always relieve it? I have unbearable itching seven or eight times a day, but you only relieve it once every seven or eight days. That's not enough! And you're afraid of your father like a cat avoids a mouse. You never dare to make love with me unless it's completely safe and secure. How can I endure it?"

Qu Haishan knew he had no reason to stop his stepmother from going to the doctor. He couldn't relieve her itch all the time, and besides, he had infected her with the illness himself. He knew he couldn't stop her, but he still said, "Fine, you can go see Doctor Yang, but I have to go with you!"

Unexpectedly, Xin Damei not only didn't object, but also readily agreed, "Okay, even if you don't say you'll come with me, I still want you to come with me, so that if your father finds out, he won't say anything about me and Yang Wanji!"

Taking advantage of this, Qu Haishan hurriedly asked, "Why would my father say anything about you and Yang Wanji? Do you have some kind of relationship with Yang Wanji?"

A hint of panic flashed in Xin Damei's eyes, and she said, "Why are you two so strange? Since you want to know, I'll tell you. Yang Wanji is my family's benefactor; he saved my father's life!"

"He saved your father's life? How did he save him?"

Qu Haishan had never heard of this before and asked suspiciously.

“Two years ago, my father’s lung disease was incurable, and we had no money left to treat him. I went to Yang Wanji with a sliver of hope, and he not only cured my father’s illness but also didn’t ask for a single penny from my family. Don’t you think he’s our benefactor? But what about your family? We owe your family a high-interest loan, paying interest every year, and your father is still pressuring us like we’re being killed. Your family is simply inhuman!”

Qu Haishan felt a pang of resentment upon hearing this and said, “Since Yang Wanji has been so kind to your family, why didn’t you repay him with your body? Didn’t Yang Wanji lose his wife a few years ago and have been single ever since?”

Qu Haishan seemed to sense that his father’s constant wariness of Yang Wanji was justified.

Xin Damei’s face seemed slightly angry. She glared at him and said, “I did want to repay him with my body, but your father forced me to marry him because of his debts. Otherwise, would you have this good fortune today?”

Qu Haishan really liked this stepmother and didn’t want to upset her, so he didn’t say anything more. But he was secretly planning to keep a close eye on his stepmother, making sure she didn't actually have anything going on with Yang Wanji. He quickly stopped asking about it and said, "Alright then, stepmother, I'll go with you to see Yang Wanji!"

Xin Damei was still hesitant, saying, "You have to promise me one thing: you can't tell your father I'm going to see Yang Wanji. If he finds out, you can't say it's for this kind of illness; just say I have a cold and I'm going to see him. Can you promise that?"

Qu Haishan didn't hesitate and said, "I promise. Of course, I can't let Dad know you have this kind of illness. You don't need to tell him!"

"Then let's go now, while your father isn't home. We can't go when he comes back!"

Xin Damei said hurriedly.

"Okay, let's go now!"

The Yang family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic was at the east end of the village, a newly renovated thatched house covered in reeds. A plaque still hung on the door. Xin Damei entered Yang Wanji's house, appearing extremely nervous and shy, her palms sweating profusely.

When Yang Wanji saw Xin Damei and Qu Haishan arrive together, his eyes were filled with coldness and suspicion. He asked icily, "Which of you is here to see a doctor?"

"Brother, I'm here to see a doctor," Xin Damei replied awkwardly, her eyes darting around, avoiding Yang Wanji's gaze.

Qu Haishan had been carefully observing the two of them. Hearing Xin Damei call Yang Wanji "brother," he immediately sensed something was amiss. Yang Wanji was over forty years old, while Xin Damei was only eighteen. Their families weren't related, yet the way she addressed him as "brother" suggested a close relationship.

Yang Wanji gave Xin Damei a few cold glances before asking, "What's wrong? Tell me!"

Xin Damei blushed and stammered for a long time before finally managing to explain her embarrassing ailment. Yang Wanji's eyes were filled with astonishment. After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and said, "I've never treated this kind of illness before, and I can't cure it. You should go and find someone more skilled!"

Xin Damei stared at Yang Wanji for a long time, then knelt down before him, pleading, "Brother, please don't abandon me! This illness is killing me! I beg you! I know you can cure anything. Even the hospitals in the city couldn't cure my father's illness, but you cured him!"

Yang Wanji's eyes were filled with a complex emotion that no one could understand. He said, "I just happened to cure your father's illness. I really can't cure yours. You should leave now!"

Xin Damei knelt there, wiping away tears, and said, "If you don't agree to cure my illness, I'll stay kneeling here and won't get up!" Yang

Wanji paced back and forth on the floor for a while, his tone softening, and said, "Well then, I've never seen this illness before. Let me analyze it before prescribing medicine. You go back first, and come back tomorrow!"

Xin Damei got up from the floor, looking on with boundless anticipation, and said, "Brother, don't just brush me off. I'll come back tomorrow. I'm leaving my meals with you. You must cure me!"

As she spoke, she looked at him pitifully but didn't leave. It seemed that Xin Damei understood Yang Wanji's temperament well; she wouldn't go back on her word unless he genuinely agreed.

Yang Wanji hesitated for a moment, then seemed to sigh, and said, "Alright, I will do my best to treat you, but whether you can be cured or not is up to fate. You should go back first and come again tomorrow!"

Just as Xin Damei and Qu Haishan were about to leave the house, Yang Wanji added, "When you come back tomorrow, come by yourself. I practice medicine openly and honestly, and I don't want to be monitored by anyone!" (March 25th,
Chapter 115: Diving into the Cornfield)

On the way back, Xin Damei was struggling with how to get to Yang Wanji's house alone tomorrow. She walked around, glancing at Qu Haishan, and said, "Haishan, if you come again tomorrow, you can't come with me. Didn't you hear what Yang Wanji said?"

Qu Haishan was also upset about this and was about to ask a question, but his stepmother spoke first. He tilted his head and said, "He says he won't let me come, so I won't? Do you think I'll listen to him? I'm going to come with you anyway, let's see what he can do!"

Xin Damei said anxiously, "If you insist... I know what kind of temper he has. With you here tomorrow, he definitely won't treat my illness. If you don't want my illness to get better, then I won't come either, maybe someday..." "I'd rather hang myself than not take it!"

Qu Haishan was a little scared. He genuinely liked this stepmother and didn't want her to ignore him, but he was also worried about letting her come alone. So he said, "Stepmother, it's not that I necessarily have to come with you. The problem is, if I don't come with you, you can't get to Yang Wanji's house. What will you do if my father is home tomorrow? Even if you make up a lie and say you're going somewhere else, my father will secretly send other people to follow you, and then your trip to Yang Wanji's house for medical treatment will be exposed! If I come with you, my father won't send people to monitor you!"

Xin Damei felt that Qu Haishan's words made sense. Qu the Skinflint really was watching her all the time. Every time she left home, he would send someone to secretly follow her. Even when she went back to her parents' home, there was always someone tailing her. She thought for a while and suddenly said, "You can come with me tomorrow, but you can't go inside. You have to wait for me outside!"

"How can I not go inside with you? Who will know what you two are doing in the house?"

Qu Haishan blurted out his true feelings in his anxiety.

Xin Damei's face immediately darkened, her eyes filled with embarrassment and anger. She said, "What are you talking about? What could possibly happen between Yang Wanji and me? You're just like your father; don't expect me to talk to you again!"

Qu Haishan secretly stuck out his tongue and hurriedly covered up, saying, "Stepmother, I didn't mean you and Yang Wanji were doing anything. I'm just worried he has ulterior motives towards you. Otherwise, why would he insist on letting you go alone? I'm just worried about you!"

Xin Damei wasn't too angry at Qu Haishan's jealousy of Yang Wanji, which showed that he cared about her. She patiently explained, "It won't be like you think. Yang Wanji is a very upright person. How could he have ulterior motives towards me?"

"Isn't he your benefactor? What if you repay his kindness?"

Qu Haishan couldn't help but speak his mind after hiding it for a while. "Are you stupid? Would I repay a debt of gratitude with something like this? If I were to infect him with my disease, would that still be repaying a debt of gratitude? That would be repaying kindness with enmity. Don't worry, I won't have anything to do with him!"

Although Xin Damei was unhappy, she didn't dare to provoke Qu Haishan too much. Without his protection, she would be in real trouble.

Qu Haishan also knew that he couldn't disobey her. Standing outside was better than not following her at all. With him waiting outside, she would have to consider what she wanted to do, and he might even be able to eavesdrop. So he muttered, "I'll listen to you!"

The next day, after waiting until after lunch, Qu Haishan still showed no sign of going out to do anything. Xin Damei finally couldn't wait any longer and told Qu Haishan that she needed to go back to her mother's house to see how her father's illness was doing. Qu Bapi was naturally unwilling, so he said with a stern face, "You've only been back for a few days? If your father were here again, wouldn't your family come to call you? It's only a short distance!"

Xin Damei was displeased and said, "It's precisely because it's close that I can go back more often. You won't even let me go back to my parents' home? I know what you're thinking. Aren't you afraid I'll go to Yang Wanji? If you're worried, you can have your son come back with me. Anyway, I'm going home today!"

Although Qu Bapi was unwilling, he didn't dare to provoke her too much. After all, he was no longer a man and had his weaknesses. If he really hurt her, she might decide not to stay in the Qu family anymore, and there would be nothing he could do. So he thought for a while and said, "It's not that I'm worried about you, it's just that things haven't been peaceful in the village lately, and I'm afraid it's not safe for you. Since you want to go, then let Haishan go with you!"

Qu Bapi's excuse was simply too far-fetched. It was only a few hundred steps away, what was there to be unsafe about?

Xin Damei, of course, saw no need to argue with him further, so she said, "Then go and ask Haishan to come with me. My words might not even carry any weight; he's always so cold to me!"

Xin Damei emphasized the distance between her and Qu Haishan.

A short while later, Qu Bapi indeed brought Qu Haishan. Qu Haishan deliberately feigned reluctance, saying, "It's only this far, why do you need me to go with you? You're just wasting your time!"

Qu Bapi glared at him, saying, "Just go when I tell you to! Why all the nonsense?"

Qu Haishan and Xin Damei's excellent performance only gave Qu Bapi no reason to suspect anything between them.

Xin Damei and Qu Haishan left the house, and to avoid arousing Qu Bapi's suspicion, they actually headed towards Xin Damei's parents' house. When they reached the vicinity of Xin Damei's parents' house, they both looked back, and seeing no one following them, they quickly turned onto the street leading to Yang Wanji's house.

Yang Wanji's house was a detached house at the far east end, requiring one to pass through a deserted area with a cornfield on one side of the street. Upon reaching this point, Qu Haishan stopped, his eyes burning as he stared intently at Xin Damei, chuckling, "Stepmother, we've finally come out today, we can't let it go to waste!"

Xin Damei seemed to have already figured out what he was up to. Normally, she would have been even more eager than Qu Haishan, but today, thinking about going to Yang Wanji's house for a medical checkup, she inexplicably lacked interest. Besides, her itching hadn't flared up yet, so she had no desire to do "that" in the fields. She pretended not to understand and said, "How can it be a wasted trip? We're here to see a doctor today. If Yang Wanji can treat my illness, then it won't be a wasted trip; you'll even get credit!"

Qu Haishan scratched his head and said, "Stepmother, did you not understand what I said, or are you pretending to be confused? We finally escaped my father's eyes, so why don't we take this opportunity to have some fun with you? Don't you always complain that we don't even have this opportunity for five or eight days?"

Now that she had made herself clear, Qu Damei could no longer pretend to be confused, so she said again, "How can we do it on the street?"

Qu Haishan pointed to the cornfield by the street and said, "We can do it in the cornfield; it's safer than doing it at home. Nobody can see us!" "

Haishan, I'm here to see a doctor. What if I'm late? If you want to, we can talk about it when we get back, okay?"

Xin Damei was thinking about seeing Yang Wanji later and really didn't want to do it at this time.

Qu Haishan seemed to be getting impatient and said, "If you don't agree to do it, then I'll have to go inside with you. Think it over!"

Xin Damei knew she couldn't refuse, so she said helplessly, "Alright, fine, but you have to be quick, we can't waste time!"

Afterwards, the two looked around to make sure no one was watching them, and then hurriedly scurried into the cornfield.

Chapter 116: I Have No Guilt

This was a particularly barren and infertile cornfield. The small corn stalks were barely tall enough to be a person, and they were still yellow and thin. In other fields, the corn ears were already ripe enough to eat green corn, but the corn in this field was just tasseling red and was in the process of flowering and pollinating. As soon as the two of them entered the ground, corn kernels fell on their heads, clothes, and even necks.

Fortunately, they found a spot with few seedlings. Xin Damei looked at Qu Haishan and said, "Hurry up, we can't take too long!"

Qu Haishan, of course, also wanted to hurry; he was about to explode with pent-up desire. He stared intently at Xin Damei's body and said, "Then you should lie down on the ground!"

Xin Damei glanced at the dense weeds on the open ground. To avoid getting her clothes dirty and to finish quickly, she winked mysteriously and said, "I don't need to lie down. Today we'll play standing up. I'll teach you a new way to play!"

"Play standing up? How?"

Qu Haishan became infinitely curious again, thinking, "Can you play standing up?

" "Why can't we play? Didn't I tell you? There are many positions. Your father taught me these, but these moves require a man's strength." As she spoke, she stared at his strong body with infatuated eyes, then her gaze slid down to the large tent between his legs.

Qu Haishan glanced at her skirt, imagining what position they would be in, and said anxiously, "Of course I have the strength! Hurry up and tell me what to do!" His curiosity

was heightened by her mysterious gaze. Xin Damei

, somewhat distracted today, naturally wanted to finish quickly, so she said, "Then you should take your pants down first. No matter the position, your thing has to show!"

Qu Haishan hurriedly unbuckled his belt, quickly pulling his outer pants and inner underwear down to his knees, immediately revealing his thick, purplish-red member, which stood proudly erect. Qu Haishan was ready to charge, his eyes fixed on Xin Damei, waiting for her instructions.

Xin Damei didn't pull down her skirt; instead, she lifted it up, pulled down her underwear, and then draped it over her ankles, hanging it on a corn husk. She then stood facing Qu Haishan, grasped his large member with her small hand, and said, "Squat down a little!"

Because Qu Haishan was much taller than her, he needed to squat down slightly to make his erection level with her vulva.

Qu Haishan obediently bent his legs slightly and stood there. His chest was out, and his penis stood erect, like a soldier holding a gun, ready for battle. Xin Damei pressed close to his body, slightly parting her legs and lifting her skirt, holding the hem with her mouth. The alluring black velvet between her white legs was now displayed before Qu Haishan's penis, already aligned with its tip. Xin Damei grasped the hard object with her small hands, guiding the mushroom head to part her petals. Then, she hugged Qu Haishan's waist, thrusting forward and immediately swallowing half of it. She shouted at Qu Haishan, "What are you waiting for? Thrust it in hard!"

Qu Haishan finally understood. Xin Damei cried out, and their bodies completely merged. Stimulated by the burning, enveloping sensation, Qu Haishan's blood boiled. Instinctively, he thrust upwards, not only reaching the bottom of her vulva but also straightening his previously bent legs. A sudden surge of force lifted Xin Damei's petite body, lifting her feet off the ground, like a stick lifting something.

Whether from pain or pleasure, Xin Damei let out a wanton cry, her hands leaving Qu Haishan's waist and immediately hooking around his neck tightly. At the same time, her legs, already off the ground, wrapped around Qu Haishan's waist, suspending her entire body on top of him, bringing their joined bodies even closer.

This position required considerable strength from the man; he not only had to support the woman's weight but also had to jolt her body to thrust in and out. Qu Haishan found this method, though strenuous, uniquely pleasurable. His erection penetrated deeper, reaching her clitoris, the tip of his penis striking her clitoris with each thrust producing intense pleasure. Even more interestingly, instead of letting her skirt fall over her mouth, Xin Damei lifted her blouse, exposing her two round breasts right next to Qu Haishan's mouth, which bounced and trembled with her movements, like two large white balls bouncing.

Each thrust required considerable effort from Qu Haishan, causing Xin Damei's body to jolt violently. Xin Damei's body trembled intensely, her moans continuous.

The friction from this action was intense, and soon Qu Haishan lost control. A wave of tingling pain shot through his spine, and with a shout, he ejaculated wildly into her. Panting, Qu Haishan laid Xin Damei on the ground; her gaping vulva was still overflowing with his semen. As

he left the cornfield, Qu Haishan felt his legs were indeed weak. Damn it, no wonder they say this kind of play requires a lot of strength; it really exhausted him. He looked back at Xin Damei following behind, her face blooming like a flower, her hazy eyes filled with satisfaction, a hint of mockery, and triumph.

When they arrived at Yang Wanji's house, Xin Damei said to Qu Haishan, "You just wait outside the yard. I'll go in, check on things, and come out!"

Qu Haishan seemed a little unwilling and said, "Just let me in. You're just seeing a doctor, what's there to keep secret?"

Xin Damei seemed displeased again and said, "It's not that I have any secrets, it's that Yang Wanji won't let me. He has a very strange temper. If you go in, he won't see me. Didn't we agree on this yesterday? Why are you going back on your word?"

"Even if I don't go inside, I'll still wait for you in the yard!"

Qu Haishan thought that if he went into the yard, at least he would have a chance to eavesdrop by the window.

"If you go into the yard, what if he comes out and sees you? No, you just wait here! If you don't listen to me, then we'll go back, and I won't see the doctor!"

Clearly, Xin Damei was angry again, her face cold.

Qu Haishan hurriedly said, "Alright then, I'll wait for you here, but you'd better hurry!"

A hint of unease flickered in Qu Haishan's eyes.

"Look at what you're saying, what am I supposed to do after my doctor's appointment? Stay at someone else's house? You're just like your father, so suspicious!"

Xin Damei scolded, but she still walked anxiously towards the Yang family's courtyard.

Qu Haishan watched Xin Damei's figure disappear into the Yang family's house, a bittersweet worry welling up inside him.

Qu Haishan waited impatiently outside. What shouldn't have been a long time felt like an eternity, his eyes fixed on the Yang family's door.

After what seemed like a while longer, Xin Damei still hadn't come out. Qu Haishan couldn't wait any longer and stepped into the courtyard.

Just as Qu Haishan reached the Yang family's gate, the door opened, and Xin Damei emerged from the house. Qu Haishan hurriedly retreated back outside the courtyard gate and stood to the side to wait.

Xin Damei seemed quite pleased, carrying a packet of medicine in one hand and a rubber tube about the thickness of a finger and a foot long in the other. Qu Haishan's first concern was checking Xin Damei's clothing, but after a long look, he found nothing unusual compared to when he went in. However, he could tell that Yang Wanji had already treated her. What Qu Haishan wanted to know most was how Yang Wanji had treated her, so he asked as he walked, "How did he treat her?"

Xin Damei turned her head and glared at him, saying, "What are you thinking about again? My illness is inside my body, how could he see it? He just prescribed medicine based on the symptoms I described, how else could he see it? He already found the treatment for this illness in his family's treasure book last night, and he's already prepared the medicine!"

Qu Haishan looked at the packet of medicine in her hand and asked, "Is this medicine for oral administration or for internal use?"

"Would oral administration work for this kind of illness? Of course, it's for internal use!"

Xin Damei replied, her eyes seemingly savoring something.

Qu Haishan immediately became sensitive and surprised. His eyes widened, and he asked, "Huh? He put medicine in there? Did he put medicine on you?"

"Of course he did! He had to teach me how to apply medicine!"

Xin Damei said, blushing slightly.

Qu Haishan's breathing quickened, and he asked, "He put medicine in there for you? How did he apply it?"

Xin Damei waved the rubber tube in her hand and said, "Just this!"

As she spoke, she looked at the rubber tube and blushed again.

Qu Haishan's heart churned violently. Imagining what kind of method that would be, he excitedly asked, "You mean, he'd insert this rubber tube into your 'hole' and then apply the medicine?"

"Yes, what else would he need it for?"

Qu Haishan suddenly stopped, his eyes burning, his breathing becoming more rapid. "Tell me quickly," he said, "how exactly did he apply the medicine?"

Xin Damei's face darkened again. "Why are you so sensitive? It's just a doctor applying medicine to a patient! I need you to help me apply these medicines when we get back. You'll know how then. What's the use of asking now? I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, Yang Wanji isn't as dirty as you and your father. He didn't do anything to me!"

With that, she stormed off.

Back at the Qu family compound, Xin Damei, of course, didn't dare take the medicine to her room. Instead, she hid it in a storeroom next to the main house before returning to the house empty-handed. Of course, Qu Haishan followed her into the house to report to his father. When Qu Bapi saw that Qu Haishan and Xin Damei had returned together, he didn't suspect anything. He just asked Xin Damei why she had come back so quickly. Xin Damei replied, "I didn't intend to stay at my parents' house, so of course I had to come back."

Every night before going to bed, Qu Bapi would routinely go to the four gun emplacements in the courtyard to check if the gunners had deserted their posts. The terror of the bandit raid on the kiln had made him ill; his own husband's manhood had been lost that time. He feared that if the gunners and guards were negligent, such a disaster would strike again. So he checked carefully every day.

While Qu Bapi was checking the gun emplacements, Xin Damei hurriedly went out of the house to the storeroom to get a packet of medicine and the rubber tube. She rushed to Qu Haishan's room and said, "Didn't you want to know how the medicine is applied? Could you help me put the medicine in?"

Qu Haishan was holding this matter in, so he said, "Stepmother, if you want my help, just say so. Why do you say I want to know that?"

"Haven't you been suspecting something? I have nothing to hide, of course I want you to know!"

With that, she sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Chapter 117: Pregnant

Qu Haishan was naturally curious about how it was done, so he kept an eye on her every move, saying, "Anyway, you have to insert that tube, right? My guess isn't wrong!"

Xin Damei was uneasy, wondering if Qu the Skinflint would come back. Then she opened the paper package containing the medicine, which contained a very small amount of brown powder. She rolled the paper package into a small cylinder, tilted the end of the rubber tube protruding from the groove, carefully poured the powder into it, and held the rubber tube in her hand before looking up at Qu Haishan, who had been staring at her, and said, "What are you still looking at? It's your turn to help now!"

Qu Haishan had been watching her do all this impulsively, seemingly not understanding what she wanted him to do, so he asked, "You've already poured the medicine in, what do you need me to do?"

But his eyes were fixed on the stimulating sight of the rubber tube inserted in her area.

Xin Damei scolded him, saying, "You're so stupid! Can't you see what's going on? The medicine powder is still in the rubber tube. You need to blow it in with your mouth. Come on, blow it! It'll stick inside and you won't be able to blow it out!"

Qu Haishan finally understood and hurriedly came in front of her, squatted down, and almost lay between her hairy crotch. At that moment, he smelled the scent of Chinese medicine, and not just the scent of Chinese medicine, but also the unique scent of a woman's private parts. His eyes were fixed on the sight of a tube inserted into his stepmother's beautiful place, and he began to fantasize, standing there as if he were watching some kind of scenery.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it before? Hurry up and blow it!"

Xin Damei playfully patted his head. "After you're done blowing, you can look all you want, you little pervert!"

Qu Haishan chuckled and said, "I've never seen this thing stuck in your place before. What does it feel like to have this thin thing stuck in there?"

Xin Damei raised her hand and smacked his head again, scolding, "Can't you be serious for once? If you keep doing this, I won't need your help anymore. Hurry up and blow it, or it'll melt and I won't be able to blow it in! You have to blow hard!"

Qu Haishan didn't dare to delay any longer, so he put his mouth on the opening of the rubber tube, took a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard. Qu Haishan's strength was truly remarkable. Xin Damei could indeed feel the medicine sprayed onto her clitoris, but she still said, "Blow it a couple more times!"

Qu Haishan blew several times in a row, the hot air hitting Xin Damei's clitoris, making her giggle and cry out, "Stop blowing!"

Xin Damei pulled the rubber tube out of her vagina, examined it carefully, and seeing that there was indeed no medicine residue inside, she seemed quite satisfied, saying, "Hmm, you blew well, I'll use you again in the future!"

Throughout the entire process of applying the medicine, Qu Haishan kept looking at her genitals, especially the breath he exhaled while blowing on the rubber tube, which stimulated his already hard erection. He impulsively said, "Stepmother, didn't you say my penis works better? Then I'll give it another go!"

Xin Damei pulled the rubber tube out of her vagina, examined it carefully, and seeing that there was indeed no medicine residue inside, she seemed quite satisfied, saying, "Hmm, you said my penis works better, right? Then I'll give it another go!" Qu Haishan seemed quite satisfied and said, "Hmm, you did a good job. I'll use you again in the future!"

Throughout the entire process of applying the medicine, Qu Haishan kept staring at her private parts, especially the breath he heard when she blew into the rubber tube. This stimulated him, and he was already hard. He impulsively said, "Stepmother, didn't you say my penis is more effective? Then I'll give you another nip!" When

Xin Damei saw that Qu Haishan was really going to unbuckle his belt, she looked dazed for a moment and suddenly said, "What are you trying to do? You can't, your father will be back soon!"

Qu Haishan was in a state of impulsiveness and was particularly bold. He said, "He just went out and is going to visit all four forts. He won't be back soon." Xin Damei hurriedly closed her legs, pulled up her underwear, and then put her skirt down. She hurriedly said, "Even if your father doesn't come back, you can't do it. I just applied medicine inside, so I can't move. Besides, the doctor said that you can't do that during the treatment period!"

Qu Haishan stopped unbuckling his belt, looking at her with disappointment, and asked, "How many days will you need this medicine?"

He was understandably upset to hear that he couldn't do anything while the medicine was on. "

He gave me seven days' worth of medicine, saying if it cures me, it does; if not, there's nothing he can do!"

Xin Damei's eyes seemed to be savoring something.

"Huh? Seven days? Won't that kill me?"

Qu Haishan exclaimed anxiously.

Xin Damei glared at him and said, "Aren't you pushing your luck? You don't even have a wife. If it weren't for your stepmother taking pity on you, wouldn't you be constantly holding back? You can't even stand seven days?" Although Qu

Haishan was frustrated, the other person was indeed receiving treatment, so he could only endure it. Xin Damei, fearing he wouldn't be able to resist looking at her, hurriedly got out of bed and went back to her room.

What tormented Qu Haishan even more was that he had to apply medicine to his stepmother every day when his father wasn't home. Every time he blew the medicine into her private area, that alluring beauty was right before his eyes, right under his breath, yet he could only watch and smell, unable to move. That kind of endurance was pure torture.

When applying the last packet of medicine to Xin Damei, Xin Damei had just... Having already inserted the tube, Qu Haishan, who had been watching the details closely, couldn't resist any longer. Without warning, he pulled down his pants, yanked off the rubber tube, and, gripping his already erect member, thrust it in before Xin Damei could react, replacing the thin rubber tube.

Xin Damei was initially furious, cursing under her breath. But when his thick member completely filled her equally eager body, her anger was instantly dispelled by boundless pleasure. She groaned a few times, then proactively wrapped her arms around Qu Haishan's back, moving in rhythm with him. Get up.

Qu Haishan was once again enjoying a new position, Xin Damei's buttocks resting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her beautiful little cleft and Qu Haishan's hard rod fitting perfectly together. He held Xin Damei's legs, standing there he could easily thrust in again and again, another kind of pleasure washing over him. So there really are many positions for fucking a woman!

Just as the sound of Qu the Skinflint's footsteps came from the courtyard, both of them reached their climax. Qu Haishan thrust his hips forward with a rapid thrust, and a hot stream gushed into Xin Damei's depths again.

Xin Damei was already... Enjoying the lingering afterglow of that blissful state, she hurriedly pulled up her underwear, pulled down her skirt, and, forgetting even to take the last dose of medicine, rushed back to her room.

After Xin Damei finished using Yang Wanji's seven-day course of medicine, a miracle indeed occurred. The itching inside her was gone, and even when it did itch sometimes, it wasn't the pathological kind, but rather the natural, tingling itch she felt when she wanted a man. While grateful to Yang Wanji, she was also completely convinced of this man's abilities. Her father's illness had been incurable, but Yang Wanji had cured it instantly. Was this man a deity descended from heaven?

When Qu Haishan learned that Xin Damei's illness had been cured by Yang Wanji's medicine, he was quite surprised: "It seems the legendary Yang family's precious medical book really exists? Otherwise, how could it cure every disease?" After

Xin Damei recovered, she encouraged Qu Haishan to also seek treatment from Yang Wanji. At first, Qu Haishan refused, firstly because he didn't want anyone to know he also had the disease, and secondly because he felt it wasn't a problem for men; in fact, he found the itching quite pleasant, as it intensified his desires and made him constantly think about having sex—a morbid desire that resonated with men. However, Xin Damei later got angry and said, "It's fine if you don't go for treatment, I don't care, but don't touch me again. I finally got cured, what if you infect me again?"

Hearing Xin Damei's threat to stop him from having sex, Qu Haishan hurriedly agreed to go for treatment. Qu Haishan reluctantly went to Yang Wanji, saying he also had the disease and asking Yang Wanji to treat him. Yang Wanji didn't even look at her before decisively saying, "I really don't know how to cure this kind of disease in men. You should find someone else!"

Yang Wanji had never liked the Qu family, and his suspicion that Xin Damei seemed to be having an affair with Qu Haishan only fueled his resentment.

Qu Haishan, however, remained seated, saying arrogantly, "You cured my stepmother, so why can't you cure mine? We have the same disease. You haven't even tried to cure it, yet you know you can't?"

Hearing this, Yang Wanji became even more enraged, saying, "How do you know you and Xin Damei have the same disease? Did she infect you? Or did you infect her?"

Qu Haishan was speechless with embarrassment; of course, he couldn't admit to having an affair with his stepmother. He, instead of being pleased, became somewhat angry and put on a spoiled young master's attitude, saying, "If you cure me, you'll get your money back. Give me as much as you want!"

Yang Wanji sneered, saying, "I know you have money, but I don't care. Even if you gave me a mountain of gold, I still couldn't cure your illness!"

Qu Haishan was rebuffed, feeling both angry and frustrated, but there was nothing he could do if the other party refused to treat him. He didn't really want to be treated anyway, so he could go back and tell Xin Damei that the other party wouldn't treat him, and there was nothing he could do.

Xin Damei seemed to understand why Yang Wanji wouldn't treat Qu Haishan. She felt that given Yang Wanji's personality, he would never treat Qu Haishan, even if it meant death. She couldn't beg Yang Wanji to treat Qu Haishan, so she didn't mention it again. However, for some days, Xin Damei refused Qu Haishan's advances, using the excuse that she was afraid he would infect her. But she couldn't resist for long and was eventually seduce by Qu Haishan. After that, she lived in constant fear, afraid that the itching would return. But more than ten days passed, and she was still perfectly fine; the itching inside had never returned. She felt somewhat relieved; it seemed Yang Wanji was right—once the disease was cured, she would have immunity and wouldn't be infected again.

Xin Damei's unspeakable ailment was eradicated, and her heart was filled with sunshine. But soon, another terrible thing struck. She didn't know when it started, but she constantly felt nauseous. Later, it wasn't just a urge to vomit, but a necessity; she vomited several times a day. At first, she didn't think much of it, but when her period was long overdue, she suddenly realized: she was pregnant!

(Chapter 118:

Who is that man?) A few more days passed, and Xin Damei was certain she was pregnant. An overwhelming fear swept over her. Her man was no longer able to have sex, and she was pregnant! What would happen if Qu Bapi found out? Xin Damei couldn't sit still. She rushed to Qu Haishan; this child was his, so of course she had to get him to find a solution.

Taking advantage of Qu Bapi's absence that day, Xin Damei, her face full of sorrow, came to Qu Haishan's room and, with a sob in her voice, told him this terrible thing. Qu Haishan was also shocked, but after a long pause, he asked, "Stepmother, are you sure this child is mine?"

Xin Damei looked at him in astonishment, her lips trembling, and said, "What are you talking about? If it's not yours, whose is it? Have you ever seen me with another man?"

"But you've also had contact with Yang Wanji. My father said that your relationship with that man is unusual!"

In his boundless panic, Qu Haishan had no choice but to first clarify his doubts.

Xin Damei practically cried out, "Qu Haishan, you're inhuman! You've done it all and you want to renege? Yang Wanji and I are innocent! Don't lie!"

But Xin Damei immediately understood his suspicions and patiently explained, "Haishan, Yang Wanji and I only met twice. You were there the first time. Besides, I went to see him for a medical checkup, which was only in the last ten days or so. But when a woman knows she's pregnant, it's been at least a month. You don't understand. If you don't believe me, find someone knowledgeable to calculate the dates!"

Qu Haishan thought about it carefully for a while and felt that his stepmother's words made a lot of sense. She had gone to Yang Wanji's house twice, and he had followed her into the house once. Even if something had happened the next day, it wouldn't have resulted in her getting pregnant. He couldn't even count how many times he and his stepmother had been intimate. If the child wasn't his, whose would it be? With his doubts dispelled, he thought, "If my father finds out my stepmother is pregnant with my child, then my days in this family might be over." But first, he needed to appease his stepmother, so he said, "Stepmother, I was wrong. There's nothing between you and Yang Wanji. This child is definitely mine. But if my father finds out this is my child, it will be even worse!"

Hearing him say this, Xin Damei felt a little comforted and stopped wiping away her tears, saying, "You're still somewhat conscientious. This child is yours. I've always been genuinely good to you. Of course, I know this is a terrible situation, that's why I came to you to discuss a solution!"

"What can we do? We can only try to abort this child!"

Qu Haishan's first thought was, of course, this most fundamental solution.

"Abort? The child is already in my belly, how can I abort it?"

In Xin Damei's mind, she had never even considered that a child in her womb could be aborted.

"Why not? I heard from the old folks that traditional Chinese medicine doctors have abortion medicines. After taking it, it will soon turn into blood and disappear!"

"Ah? Turn my child into blood? I don't want to be that inhumane!"

Xin Damei's heart pounded as she listened.

"What other way is there? You can't hide your pregnancy any longer. My father will find out sooner or later. He's already impotent, and you're pregnant. What are you going to say?"

"Haishan, why don't we elope? Let's leave this house and go to a faraway place. I'll be your husband, and we'll have this child!" As a woman, Xin Damei's first thought at this moment was this solution.

"Stepmother, we can't do that! If we elope, we'll lose all of the Qu family's vast fortune. Is it worth it for this child? After my father dies, we can live together, have a child, and then we'll get the family's wealth!"

Xin Damei also longed for that kind of life—being with Qu Haishan and gaining the Qu family's immense wealth. Having a child then wouldn't be too late. It seemed the only option was to find a way to get rid of the child. Xin Damei looked at him with teary eyes and asked, "When can you get that kind of medicine?" Qu

Haishan thought for a moment and said, "I'll find a chance to go to the city in a few days and go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic to buy this medicine from the old doctor!" "

Ah? A few more days? It seems like it's too late! Your dad seems to have already suspected something!"

Xin Damei said in a state of utter panic.

Qu Haishan was also drenched in cold sweat and asked, "What does he suspect? Tell me quickly!"

"Well, he saw me vomiting a few times, and he asked me what was wrong. I said my stomach felt uncomfortable, maybe I had a stomach problem. These past few days, he's asked me several times why my period hasn't come. I said I didn't know. This morning he saw me vomiting again and said he was going to take me to the doctor in town tomorrow. I said it was nothing, I'd be fine in a couple of days, but he insisted on taking me tomorrow!"

Qu Haishan was also terrified. His face fell as he said, "It seems my father suspects you're pregnant. That old fox is so cunning; nothing escapes his eyes!"

"Yes, I was so scared! What if he finds out I'm really pregnant?"

Xin Damei cried again.

Qu Haishan thought for a moment, then looked at Xin Damei with a cold gaze and said, "Stepmother, even if my father finds out you're pregnant, you can't say the child is mine!"

Xin Damei trembled in shock and asked in astonishment, "What do you mean? If I don't say it's yours, whose is it? You don't mean I have to say it's your father's, do you? He doesn't even have a second child anymore, how could he be carrying my child?"

"Of course you can't say it's his, that's nonsense! You can say it's from an affair!"

Xin Damei was stunned, as if struck by lightning. After a long pause, she cried out in anguish, "What do you mean? You want to cleanse yourself and sacrifice me? I never thought you were such a heartless beast!"

Qu Haishan hurriedly explained, "Stepmother, we're doing this for our future! Think about it, what would happen if my father knew this child was mine? He'd either abandon you and kick you out, or he'd abandon me and kick me out. He would never allow us to live in the same courtyard again. Then we'd never be together. If you say the child is someone else's, at least you can save me!" "With me here, there's nothing to fear. Besides, even if my father finds out you're having an affair, he might not do anything to you. At most, he'll get rid of the child in your belly and restrict your freedom even more. But we're still a family!"

Xin Damei wiped away her tears and thought for a long time. She felt that what he said made some sense, so she said, "Even if we do as you say, how can I say whose child it is? There's no clue at all. Will he believe me?"

Qu Haishan rolled his eyes, and the sinister plan in his mind seemed to be very clear. He said, "If it's not even remotely plausible, of course he won't believe it. But there is one man he will believe!"

Xin Damei looked at him warily and asked breathlessly, "Who do you think that man is?"

Chapter 119: Whose Bastard?

Qu Haishan's eyes darted around, his sinister plan seemingly crystal clear. He said, "If it's not even remotely related, of course he won't believe it. But there's one man he'll believe!"

Xin Damei looked at him warily, her breathing quickening as she asked, "Who do you think that man is?"

Qu Haishan leaned even closer to Xin Damei and whispered, "Stepmother, you should have guessed it by now, this man is Yang Wanji!"

Xin Damei's body trembled at first, then she looked at him with warm anger, saying, "After all this back and forth, you still suspect this child is Yang Wanji, right? Why do you keep bringing him into this?"

Qu Haishan hurriedly added... He explained, “I know in my heart that this child is mine. My method is to prevent our relationship from being exposed. I have to pin the child on another man. Only by saying that the child is Yang Wanji’s will my father have a reason to believe it! You also know that my father has always suspected that there’s something going on between you and Yang Wanji. Saying that the child is his is a very logical thing to do!”

Xin Damei’s first reaction was that she couldn’t do that. She hurriedly waved her hands and said, “Isn’t that framing Yang Wanji? How could I do such a despicable thing? Besides, Yang Wanji is my family’s benefactor. He saved my father’s life and cured my illness. I shouldn’t repay his kindness.” "Fine, but you can't repay kindness with enmity! How could you even think of that!"

Qu Haishan knew Xin Damei wouldn't agree to do this easily, but he was determined to persuade her, so he added, "Stepmother, actually, doing this won't hurt Yang Wanji much. Even if you admit to my father that the child is Yang Wanji's, it's your own choice, and my father can't do anything about it. Besides, Yang Wanji can't admit it either. My father can only suffer in silence. At most, he'll have to get rid of the child. If you promise him that you'll cut ties with Yang Wanji in the future..." Xin Damei seemed hesitant after hearing his words, but the thought of going to Yang Wanji's side for no reason made her hesitate. Even after being smeared, she still couldn't accept it psychologically, so she said, "Don't say anything more, I will never agree to do that!"

Qu Haishan's face darkened, and he sighed, saying, "Since you can't bear to see Yang Wanji suffer any injustice, then you'll have to sacrifice me. Just say this child is mine! Let my father kick me out of the Qu family, and our fate will be over! I can still survive without this family, but have you thought about your future? You will be imprisoned in the Qu family compound by my father like a criminal, and you'll be guarded by a eunuch!"

Xin Damei imagined the miserable and lonely life he had painted, and her heart naturally trembled. She wrung her small hands nervously, and after a long while, she stammered, "Isn't there any other way? Can't we say that this child is another man's, and not yours, and not Yang Wanji's?"

"There's no basis for this, not a single sign that you've been in contact with another man. Do you think my father would believe that? Do you think he's so easily fooled? If he suspects anyone other than Yang Wanji, it would be me. Although he might not suspect me right now, if you insist that you and Yang Wanji didn't have that kind of relationship, then my father will have no choice but to suspect me. Saying it's another man's child won't work at all!"

Qu Haishan said, nervously watching Xin Damei's expression.

Xin Damei struggled with inner conflict and pain for a long, long time. Finally, feeling she had no other choice, she seemed to make a difficult decision. Looking up at Qu Haishan, she said, "Even if we do it your way, we have to make it convincing. How did I get involved with Yang Wanji?"

Qu Haishan felt a surge of secret joy. He rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, then whispered something in Xin Damei's ear. He then seemed to offer some reassurance, saying, "This is only a last resort. If we can get rid of the child before my father finds out you're pregnant, then it'll be over, and we won't have to go through all this trouble!"

Xin Damei, of course, hoped for the simplest solution, and said, "Then hurry and get the abortion pills! We'll try our best to keep your father from finding out I'm pregnant; that would be the best outcome!"

“I’m even more anxious than you! I have to find a chance to go to the county town. I can’t let my dad suspect anything. You have no idea how cunning that old fox is! I’ll try to get the medicine in the county town within the next two days!”

But Qu Haishan was indeed a step too late. His father, Qu Bapi, had already suspected that Xin Damei was most likely pregnant and was brewing a plan to confirm it. These days, Qu Bapi had been arranging for Xin Damei to see a doctor, his excuse being that she was being treated for a “stomach ailment,” but Xin Damei just kept putting it off. Qu Bapi didn’t force her too much, but instead considered another method. So he called in a family member, secretly gave him some instructions, and then the family member left. The family member drove a covered cart out of the Qu family compound.

On the afternoon of the same day that Xin Damei and Qu Haishan discussed this matter, the family member drove the cart back to the compound. The family member lifted the curtain and helped an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor with white hair and a youthful face out. This old doctor looked to be in his sixties or seventies.

The family led the old Chinese medicine doctor to the room where Qu Bapi and Xin Damei were staying. At that time, both Qu Bapi and Xin Damei were in the room. As soon as Xin Damei saw the family bring in an old Chinese medicine doctor, she immediately became alert and flustered, hurriedly getting up to ask, "Whom did you bring this doctor to treat?"

The family looked surprised and said, "Madam, it was Master who asked me to go to the city to bring back this highly skilled old doctor, saying he's here to treat you!"

Xin Damei became even more panicked, looking at Qu Bapi and saying in a trembling voice, "Master, what are you doing? Didn't I say my illness was just a stomachache, I didn't need to see a doctor!"

Qu Bapi stared coldly at Xin Damei, gave a strange smile, and said, "You're my wife, of course I have to take good care of you. You're sick, but you're reluctant to spend money to see a doctor. I can't do that. I've been trying to take you to the city for treatment, but you refuse. So I had to invite the doctor to our home. This shows how much I care about you!"

After saying this, Qu Bapi whispered something in the old doctor's ear.

The old doctor placed his medicine box on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), then sat down himself, looking at Xin Damei, and said, "Madam, let me take your pulse first!"

Xin Damei's face was deathly pale, but she knew she couldn't escape it. The doctor had already come to their home; there was no way to refuse. She resigned herself to fate, her body trembling as she extended one hand. The old doctor placed Xin Damei's hand on the medicine box, pressed on her pulse point, and carefully examined her with his eyes closed. At this moment, Qu Bapi glanced at the family members still standing to the side and said, "You can go out now!"

The family members quickly left.

Xin Damei's heart pounded violently as the old Chinese medicine doctor held her hand; she felt a terrible calamity was about to befall her. After examining one hand, the doctor began examining the other. After a long while, the old doctor, his face beaming with joy, released Xin Damei's hand and said to Qu Bapi, who had been watching intently, "Mr. Qu, congratulations! Your wife is indeed pregnant. You've had a child late in life; truly a joyous occasion!"

He then stood up.

Qu Bapi's face seemed to turn ashen, but he still managed a weak smile and said, "Yes, this is truly a miracle!"

He hurriedly took out money, gave it to the old doctor, and then called his family to come in and take the doctor away.

Qu Bapi stared menacingly at the panicked Xin Damei, a sinister smile spreading across his face. He asked, "Tell me yourself, whose bastard child is this?"

(Chapter 121: The Truth Comes Out)

Qu Bapi's face seemed ashen, but he still managed a forced smile, saying, "Hmm, this is truly a miracle!"

He hurriedly took out money, gave it to the old Chinese medicine doctor, and then called his family inside. [Qu Bapi stared menacingly at the panicked Xin Damei, a sinister smile spreading across his face. He asked, "Tell me yourself, whose bastard child is this?"]

Disaster had already struck; fear was useless. Xin Damei composed herself, lowered her head, and said, "It's Yang Wanji's!"

Then, she glanced at Qu Bapi furtively before lowering her head again.

Qu Bapi's eyelids twitched twice, and he let out a strange snort, saying, "Just as I expected, you slut, you've never forgotten that man. I've been on guard, but it still happened. Looks like you're a cunning fox. If you weren't pregnant with that bastard, I wouldn't have even noticed. Tell me, when did you two start hooking up?"

Xin Damei had calmed down by now. What she needed to do was figure out how to make this lie sound convincing, so she said, "You're right. If I hadn't paid off my debt and become your wife, I would definitely be his wife. I've never forgotten him. Actually, we've been hooking up all along, but the real thing happened about a month ago, when your daughter's mother-in-law died, and you went to your daughter's house in town for those few days." Xin Damei had to make the timing of her pregnancy match up, which was something Qu Haishan had instructed her to do beforehand.

Qu Bapi felt that asking them how they hooked up and how many times they did it was pointless. The bastard was already in her belly; what he needed to do next was figure out how to deal with this shameful matter. Qu Bapi's eyes blazed with jealousy as he asked, "Didn't you ever think I'd find out about your affair? And you're already pregnant with my child, and you're still hiding it. What were you thinking? Do you think I, Qu Bapi, am so easily fooled?"

"Of course I knew you'd find out one day, but could I still be so rational when doing something like this? I'm a woman living like a widow, of course I want the man I love to solve my suffering! As for the consequences, I can't think that far ahead!"

"Then have you ever predicted what kind of punishment you'll receive after the truth comes out?"

Qu Bapi said coldly. “I’ve thought it over. You can either kill me or divorce me. But I can’t care about that anymore. You should know what it’s like for an eighteen-year-old woman to live a life of widowhood. Living like that is worse than being dead!”

Qu Bapi gave a cold, eerie laugh: “Your guess is wrong. I don’t want to use either of the punishments you mentioned. If I kill you, I’ll face a murder charge, and I can’t bear to let you die; if I divorce you, is that a punishment for you? That’s practically a reward. You’ll leave the Qu family and immediately enter the Yang family. How could I do that to fulfill your wishes?”

“Then what do you want?”

Xin Damei looked up at him in horror. She added, "Either kill me or divorce me!"

"You slut, you wish! Do you think I'd let you off so easily? Don't worry, I won't let you leave this courtyard. I'll make you stay here, guarding this man who isn't even a man, making you live a life worse than death. You want a man? From now on, you won't even see a man's shadow. I'll send someone to guard the gate. You'll be dreaming if you ever want to leave the Qu family compound alone!"

Qu Damei didn't seem truly terrified by this punishment, because she knew Qu Haishan was in the courtyard, and she hadn't intended to find any other men. But when she heard him say he'd send someone to guard the gate at all times, she panicked, because that would make it very difficult for her and Qu Haishan to have any opportunities. She immediately put on a repentant expression and said, "Master, please, don't treat me like this. I don't want to be a prisoner. I was wrong. I will never have anything to do with Yang Wanji again. I will live a peaceful life with you from now on!"

Qu Bapi grinned maliciously, "You only think of regretting it now? Too late! Besides, I won't believe your words, you vixen. Just prepare to live the life of a prisoner! You were born a member of the Qu family, and you will die a ghost of the Qu family. This is your fate!"

Qu Bapi said and left. Although Qu Bapi was certain that the illegitimate child in Xin Damei's belly was Yang Wanji's, he still had some doubts. He went directly to Qu Haishan's room.

Qu Haishan had already heard that his father had found an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor to treat his stepmother. He knew that his father had already made his move, and his plan to abort the child in Xin Damei's belly was too late. He could only prepare to implement the second method. He did hear his father's footsteps, and his heart tightened.

Seeing Qu Haishan idly playing with the cat in the house, Qu Bapi's temper flared, and he snapped, "You brat, the house's on fire, and you're still relaxing here?"

Qu Haishan was flustered, but sensing his father hadn't suspected anything, he feigned surprise and asked, "Dad, what's wrong? What's making you so angry?"

Qu Haishan was trying to gauge how far things had progressed.

"I'm asking you," Qu Bapi said, "that time I went to your second sister's house in town for three days, I told you to watch over Xin Damei, how did you do it?"

"I did exactly as you said, what happened?"

Qu Haishan asked, feigning surprise.

"Your stepmother is pregnant with that Yang Wanji's bastard child. She said she only had sex with Yang Wanji during those three days. Didn't you notice anything? How did you watch over her during those three days?"

Qu Bapi was now filled with boundless rage.

"Huh? She's pregnant with Yang Wanji's child? That's so shameful!"

Qu Haishan feigned surprise, secretly pleased that his father believed the child was Yang Wanji's; it seemed his plan had succeeded.

"I'm asking you, what did you see during those three days? Did you really not know, or did you know but choose not to tell me?"

Qu Bapi stared intently at Qu Haishan. Although Qu Bapi didn't suspect anything from Qu Haishan, he wondered if this kid was helping Xin Damei deceive him.

Qu Haishan hurriedly explained, "Dad, if I had known about that, how could I not have told you? I couldn't tolerate such a shameful thing happening!"

Then, pretending to recall carefully, he said, "Those few days, she did go to see Yang Wanji for treatment, but I never expected something like that to happen!"

"Didn't I tell you? I told you to keep an eye on her, specifically to see Yang Wanji. You'd say you didn't expect that?"

Qu Bapi scolded him angrily.

"That day, when we came back from the market, my stepmother suddenly said she had a stomachache, a pain she couldn't bear, and she wanted to go to see Yang Wanji. I couldn't stop her from seeing a doctor, so I went with her. But she absolutely refused to let me go in with her, and I had no choice! For those three days, she went to see a doctor every time, and I went with her every time, only I didn't go inside the house. I never expected something like that to happen!"

Qu Haishan spoke with such conviction, as if it were the truth.

Qu Bapi's doubts were dispelled. He felt that blaming anyone now was useless, so he cursed fiercely, "You useless thing!"

and stormed out.

Qu Haishan let out a soft sigh of relief.

From that day on, a guard was stationed outside Xin Damei's door. Except when Qu Bapi was in the room at night, this servant stood outside the door. Wherever Xin Damei went, this servant followed, and he wouldn't allow her to leave the hospital.

Although Xin Damei felt somewhat desperate, feeling like she had truly become a prisoner, Qu Haishan didn't seem too worried. He was racking his brains trying to figure out how to get back together with his stepmother. As long as his father didn't suspect him, things would be easier. There would always be a way.

Chapter 122: The Torturous Days

A few days later, a mysterious and shocking thing happened in Jiapigou Village: Yang Wanji, the doctor at the Yang Family Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in the east, was taken away by the town's police. As for why the police arrested Yang Wanji, no one knew the inside story. But everyone in the Qu family compound knew perfectly well. When Xin Damei heard that Yang Wanji had been arrested, she felt extremely guilty. She knew she had ruined him. In her desperation, she couldn't help but question Qu Bapi: "Did you instruct your in-laws to arrest him?"

Qu Bapi smiled sinisterly: "How could I have instructed him? I should have reported him. Yang Wanji slept with my wife and got her pregnant. Does he think he can get away with it for nothing? Adultery with a married woman is illegal, of course. Shouldn't he be arrested? What's wrong, are you feeling sorry for him?"

"It was my choice, what did he do wrong?"

Although it was Xin Damei and Qu Haishan's plan to smear Yang Wanji, Xin Damei hadn't expected him to face legal trouble. She felt extremely uneasy.

"Adultery is only adultery if you consent. If you didn't consent, it's rape, which is a much bigger crime!"

Qu Bapi said viciously.

"What crime will the police charge him with?"

Xin Damei asked anxiously. She now realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Hehe, look how anxious you are. He won't die. At most, he'll be locked up for a year or two and then come back. But even if he doesn't die, don't get your hopes up. I won't let you have any more chances to see him. Your good time is over!"

Qu Bapi said, then seemed to remember something and added, "Perfect timing! The police said they need you to give a statement about this. You're the person involved!"

Xin Damei was unusually alert and asked, "What statement? They need my statement?"

Xin Damei was flustered; she really hadn't expected it to be so troublesome.

"Just write down how you committed adultery on a piece of paper. You just need to sign it. Is it enough for me to accuse you of adultery?"

"But I can't write! How can I write it on paper?"

Xin Damei thought. Qu Bapi chuckled and said, "Don't worry if you can't write. I can write, and I've already written it down. You just need to sign it and put some hand cream on it!"

Xin Damei looked at him with suspicion. "What? You've already written it all down? How did you write it?"

Qu Bapi hurriedly went to the study and brought out a piece of paper with calligraphy on it. He handed it to Xin Damei and said, "Take a look for yourself. I wrote it exactly as you told me. Didn't you already admit that you two committed adultery and that you're pregnant? This bastard child is still in your belly!"

Xin Damei took the paper, glanced at it a few times, and said, "You know I can't read. What are you showing me?"

Qu Bapi snatched the paper back and said, "If you can't read, then there's nothing I can do. I'll read it to you. Listen carefully!"

Then Qu Bapi began to read aloud with intonation. What he was reading was the process that Xin Damei herself admitted to committing adultery with Yang Wanji, which was the situation Xin Damei had told Qu Bapi. But whether what was written on the paper was actually what Xin Damei didn't know.

In order to completely sever ties with Qu Haishan and avoid being suspected by Qu Bapi, Xin Damei had no choice but to sign and press her fingerprint on it. But as Xin Damei pressed her fingerprint on the document, she felt panicked. Firstly, she felt guilty and uneasy for framing Yang Wanji; secondly, she vaguely sensed a sinister and mysterious look in Qu Bapi's expression. But what was done was done, and she had no other choice but to steel herself and press her fingerprint on the document.

The next day, Qu Bapi went to town by carriage and returned with two doses of traditional Chinese medicine, which he forced Xin Damei to drink. Xin Damei seemed to have a premonition and asked, "Why are you making me drink this?"

She shuddered at the malice in Qu Bapi's eyes.

Qu Bapi said viciously, "Do you still need to ask? This is abortion medicine. You don't want to give birth to this bastard child in the Qu family, do you?"

Xin Damei's face turned pale, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart, but this was already expected. She could only drink the two doses of abortion medicine in two doses. Two days later, Xin Damei began to bleed from her vagina; she knew she had lost her baby. As a woman, her heart ached.

Yang Wanji had disappeared in Jiapigou, and Xin Damei's unborn child was gone. Qu Bapi felt his pent-up anger and resentment had subsided, and it seemed the Qu family compound had returned to peace. But Qu Bapi couldn't have imagined that the fire he had painstakingly extinguished was a meaningless one; the real fire was still burning secretly in his own backyard.

For a while after that incident, Qu Haishan and Xin Damei suppressed their desires, mainly because there was a guard standing watch at Xin Damei's door every day. After things calmed down for a while, the two began to discuss how to get back together.

The man responsible for monitoring Xin Damei was a bachelor in his thirties who made a living as a servant in the Qu family. This servant, Liu Wang, was a trusted servant of Qu Bapi; otherwise, Qu Bapi wouldn't have entrusted him with Xin Damei's care. Qu Haishan knew, of course, that if he wanted to continue his affair with Xin Damei without his father's knowledge, he had to work on Liu Wang.

Although Liu Wang seemed to have landed a cushy job on the surface—all he had to do was keep an eye on Xin Damei and keep her out of the courtyard—this task was torture for this woman-craving bachelor. Spending all day with a fragrant, beautiful eighteen-year-old woman inevitably aroused his physical instincts. Watching Xin Damei come and go, smelling her scent, and gazing at her alluring appearance every day, it was impossible for even a god to resist his fantasies about women. Liu Wang's manhood must have been erect countless times a day, but he could only watch longingly, his heart itching with desire. Undoubtedly, this was a terrible torment.

Especially since he had to follow Xin Damei to the outhouse every time, because Qu Bapi had given him a strict order: if Xin Damei stepped out of the compound even half a step, he would be questioned. Even if Xin Damei wanted to leave the compound to go back to her parents' home, she first had to ask Qu Bapi's permission. After Qu Bapi's approval, Liu Wang had to accompany her back to her parents' home before returning with Xin Damei. Therefore, if Xin Damei slipped out of the Qu family compound without the master's permission, it would be his dereliction of duty. He knew how insidious and ruthless Qu Bapi was; in that case, he wouldn't get his wages, and might even be beaten half to death. Thus, he had to follow Xin Damei to the outhouse.

But for him, this was a torment of wanting but not being able to have her. Although he could only stand outside the outhouse and wait, the sound of Xin Damei urinating inside always aroused his groin, but he could only indulge in random fantasies. He had never seen a woman's private parts before, and several times he had really wanted to peek through the outhouse wall, but his desire was too strong, and he never dared to.

One afternoon, Qu Bapi went out to check on the crops again. Not long after he left the yard, Xin Damei got up from the kang (heated brick bed) and deliberately waddled out of the outer room. Liu Wang, standing outside, hurriedly asked, "Madam, where are you going?"

Xin Damei's eyes flashed as she glanced at him and said, "What do you think I'm going to do? To pee! I can't hold it in any longer!" With that, she took small steps towards the outhouse. When Xin Damei reached the outhouse door, she turned back to look at Liu Wang, her eyes even flashing.

Liu Wang followed closely behind, not daring to relax, and after watching Xin Damei's pert little bottom disappear through the outhouse door, he hesitated for a moment before following her.

Liu Wang stood outside, listening intently. Although it was torture, he still longed to hear the sound of running water coming from the outhouse. The urinating sound stopped, and his manhood naturally hardened again. He was waiting for Xin Damei to come out. But she didn't appear for a long time. He was puzzled; she had clearly finished urinating, so why hadn't she come out? He called out anxiously, "Madam, are you done?" Liu Wang felt something was

off about Xin Damei's expression today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it; he was very restless.

There was no sound from the outhouse. Liu Wang called twice more, but still no response from Xin Damei. He started to panic. Had she slipped away? He hurriedly went into the outhouse. Liu Wang's eyes immediately froze at the scene inside. (03-25
Chapter 123: The Secret of the Body)

Liu Wang stood outside, listening intently. Although it was torture, he still longed to hear the sound of running water coming from the outhouse. The gurgling sound that had been stimulating him stopped, and his manhood naturally hardened again. He waited for Xin Damei to come out. But she didn't appear even after a long time. He was puzzled; she had clearly finished urinating, so why hadn't she come out? He called out anxiously, "Madam, are you done?"

Liu Wang felt that something was off about Xin Damei's expression today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, and he was very restless.

There was no sound from the outhouse. Liu Wang called out twice more, but still received no response from Xin Damei. He started to panic; had she slipped away? He hurriedly went into the outhouse. Liu Wang's eyes were immediately fixed on the scene inside. Xin Damei was still squatting in the outhouse, but the sight of her squatting there made Liu Wang's blood boil. Xin Damei pulled her pants down to her knees, revealing a small pink cleavage between her white thighs, partially concealed by a patch of dark pubic hair. No urine was flowing from that cleavage; instead, one of her hands was rubbing that sensitive area. Incredibly, her upper body was covered by her purple floral blouse, the hem of which was tucked into her mouth, exposing her two white, tender breasts completely. Her other hand was kneading one of her mounds.

This was the first time Liu Wang had ever seen a woman's private parts, and he couldn't understand what Xin Damei was doing. What puzzled him most was why Xin Damei was exposing her breasts while urinating—what did it have to do with urination? Liu Wang stood there, mouth agape, eyes wide, seemingly forgetting that he shouldn't be looking.

Xin Damei, seeing Liu Wang enter, showed no panic. She stood up, but didn't pull up her pants or lower her blouse, thus revealing her private parts even more clearly. She looked at Liu Wang, who was staring at her as if he were possessed, with sparkling eyes, and said in a sweet voice, "Liu Wang, have you never seen a woman's body before?"

Liu Wang suddenly woke up from his daze and cried out in a panic, "Madam, I didn't want to see!" He then turned and tried to slip away.

Xin Damei grabbed his hand and said, "Liu Wang, I didn't say you couldn't see! What are you afraid of? I'll let you see whatever you want, go ahead and look!"

Liu Wang, as if in a dream, was involuntarily pulled around again. At this moment, Xin Damei was already standing in front of him, her two white, tender breasts trembling right before his eyes, and the view below... He gasped for breath and couldn't speak. Xin Damei still held Liu Wang's hand, her eyes sweeping over him, and softly asked, "Liu Wang, have you ever been with a woman in your life?"

Liu Wang shook his head as if in a dream, saying, "Not yet, my family is poor, I can't afford to get married!"

"Then do you want to taste the flavor of a woman?"

Xin Damei further teased, while guiding his hand to her crotch.

When Liu Wang touched that hairy, mysterious place, a jolt of electricity coursed through his body. He gasped, "I want it!"

"Then I'll let you play with it today, are you willing?"

Xin Damei's eyes were full of seduction, a kind of seduction few men could resist, especially a bachelor like Liu Wang, who was insatiable for women.

Liu Wang felt like he was dreaming. He pinched himself, feeling the pain. He began to realize what was happening and asked anxiously, "Madam, why are you doing this? I...I don't understand!"

His eyes gleamed, his breathing rapid, and his manhood unconsciously hardened.

"You'll understand when I tell you. You know that Master no longer has that thing of yours, right?"

Liu Wang nodded. Everyone knew Qu Bapi's manhood was gone, shot off by a bullet. Many men even secretly said he couldn't have sex with women anymore.

“If the master’s thing is gone, I’ll be living like a widow. You should understand that, right? I’m only eighteen. How can I endure that loneliness? I crave men every night, I crave a man’s thing to satisfy me. Ever since you came to stand guard at my door, looking at your strong physique, my heart has been itching inside. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for so long, and today I finally have the chance. Come on!”

As she spoke, she hugged him tightly, and quickly freed one hand to reach into his trouser pocket.

Such a reason, such teasing, even a god would find it hard to resist, let alone Liu Wang, who was a thirsty bachelor. He cried out in a daze, “I want it!” As he spoke, one hand greedily grabbed one of Xin Damei’s breasts.

“If you want it, hurry up and take off your pants, so that no one will see us later. Don’t touch this, I’ll let you touch it later!”

Xin Damei pushed away his hand that was pinching her breast, her eyes fixed on his crotch.

It was like a windfall. Liu Wang was so tempted by the woman's body that he couldn't think straight. He hastily pulled down his pants, and his penis sprang out. An innate instinct made his penis instinctively thrust towards Xin Damei's legs. Just then, a man's voice came from the outhouse door: "Liu Wang, how dare you! You actually dared to rape my stepmother!" Liu Wang was so frightened that his penis immediately went limp

. He hurriedly pulled up his pants, turned around, and saw Qu Haishan standing at the outhouse door with his arms crossed. Liu Wang's head buzzed, and he almost fainted. His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, frantically explaining, "Young master, it wasn't my intention! It was Madam who told me to do this!"

As he spoke, he turned back to look at Xin Damei, who was still pulling up her pants.

Xin Damei suddenly changed her demeanor, angrily saying, "Liu Wang, you beast! You dare say I let you? I was just peeing in there when you barged in, grabbed me, and said you wanted to fuck me, waah!" Liu Wang was completely bewildered, terrified and almost wet his pants. He stammered, unable to say anything, truly speechless. He could only plead, "Young Master, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Qu Haishan and Xin Damei exchanged a subtle glance, a smug look on their faces. Looking at Liu Wang, he said, "If my father finds out about this, do you even want to live anymore? Daring to molest Madam in broad daylight, you've got some nerve!"

Liu Wang hurriedly kowtowed, pleading, "Young Master, please don't let Master know! If he finds out, I really won't be able to live!"

Qu Haishan rolled his eyes and said, "Go beg Madam. If she forgives you, I won't pursue the matter!"

Liu Wang quickly turned around and kowtowed to Xin Damei again, saying, "Madam, please forgive me! Please don't tell Master!"

Xin Damei deliberately... After a moment of hesitation, he said, "I can cover this up, but you have to agree to my conditions. From now on, whatever I do in this courtyard or in the house, you can't tell the master. Consider it an exchange! Is that alright?"

Liu Wang seemed to understand Xin Damei's meaning, especially after Qu Haishan's sudden appearance. He understood even more what kind of relationship the young master and mistress should have. Now he had no other choice and hurriedly said, "I agree, I agree. As long as you don't tell the master about what happened today, I won't tell him what you did in the courtyard either!"

Qu Haishan softened his tone and said, "That's a wise man. Originally, the master's task for you was to keep an eye on the mistress and prevent her from leaving the courtyard, not to control what she did there. From now on, whatever she does in the courtyard, just pretend you didn't see it. Can you do that?"

Liu Wang quickly said, "I can do it. I'll pretend I didn't see it!"

Liu Wang now understood that today's events were a trap they had set for him, but he was already trapped and couldn't escape. Moreover, Qu Haishan was right. The master simply wanted him to keep his wife from leaving the courtyard, so why should he do anything else? He also cleverly realized that the future master of the Qu family compound should be Qu Haishan, and relying on him was more practical than relying on Qu Bapi. He repeated, "Young master, don't worry, I didn't see anything!"

Qu Bapi's spy was thus eliminated, and both Qu Haishan and Xin Damei were overjoyed.

(Chapter 124: It's very satisfying)

Qu Bapi seemed to have relaxed his vigilance towards Xin Damei recently, precisely because Yang Wanji was no longer in Jiapigou, and Xin Damei was constantly monitored by his men. He felt a sense of absolute security. But he overlooked one thing: it's hard to guard against a thief within the family, and trouble can easily arise in the backyard. For a shrewd and cunning man like Qu Bapi, hadn't he considered that Xin Damei and Qu Haishan, who were the same age, were more likely to develop feelings for each other? Of course he had considered it, but he hadn't noticed any suspicious signs. This shows that Qu Haishan and Xin Damei were very good at pretending. Living under the same roof made it easy for them to have sex; they could even have sex while Qu Bapi was in the outhouse, so it was very discreet. More importantly, they were always very proper when they met. Qu Haishan called her "little mother" without showing any hint of flirtation. When they weren't having sex, they rarely spoke to each other. Furthermore, when Xin Damei talked about Qu Haishan with Qu Bapi behind his back, her tone always carried a sense of disgust and contempt for this "idle" spendthrift. There was also the established custom that, although there were cases of stepmothers and sons having affairs, they were rare. All of this made the cunning Qu Bapi indeed lower his guard against Qu Haishan.

That morning, just after breakfast, Qu Bapi muttered that he was going to Moon Pond to see if anyone was stealing fish, and soon he actually left the yard.

As soon as Qu Bapi left, Qu Haishan came out of her room and went to the door of her father and stepmother's room. She saw Liu Wang, who was on guard duty, standing there ramrod straight. Ever since Liu Wang was ensnared by Qu Haishan and Xin Damei's seduction, he felt uneasy every time he saw Qu Haishan. He knew about the affair between Qu Haishan and Xin Damei. Although nothing had actually happened since he started guarding the place, he knew that such things would happen frequently in the future. Seeing Qu Haishan rushing towards the door, Liu Wang sensed he was going to enter Xin Damei's room and, somewhat flustered, called out, "Young Master, are you here to see Madam about something?"

Qu Haishan, like his father Qu the Skinflint, stood with his hands behind his back, not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he sized Liu Wang up for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered, "Liu Wang, if you're so eager for women, why don't you go to Widow Zhou's house and sleep with her? I've heard she's very attractive and many men go to her. Why don't you go?"

Qu Haishan wanted to put a rope around this bachelor's neck, making it even more secure. Liu Wang, aroused by these words, began to stir again. He swallowed hard and said, "I heard Widow Zhou doesn't just let anyone play with her; you have to pay her. But I don't have any money!"

Liu Wang was telling the truth; Widow Zhou wasn't someone who would just let anyone play with her. She relied on this to support her family!

Qu Haishan chuckled and said, "Don't worry about money, I'll give you some, go have some fun!"

He pulled a silver dollar from his pocket, blew on it, and handed it to Liu Wang, saying, "This one silver dollar is enough for you to have sex with her many times over!"

Liu Wang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took the silver dollar, excitedly exclaiming, "Young Master, you're such a good person!"

But he immediately added worriedly, "But, can I leave here? What if Master finds out?"

"Don't worry, my father probably won't be back for a while. Come back quickly when you're done, nothing will happen,"

Qu Haishan encouraged him.

Liu Wang stood there hesitating for a moment, but couldn't resist the immense temptation of imagining himself having sex with a woman, and indeed went to find Widow Zhou.

Qu Haishan swaggered into his stepmother's room. Xin Damei was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her two white legs dangling beneath her skirt, cracking sunflower seeds. When Qu Haishan entered, she didn't show the expected eagerness and excitement; instead, she appeared somewhat indifferent. This surprised Qu Haishan. This was the first time the two of them had been together so calmly since that incident. Before, they would only have a brief, hurried conversation to discuss something before parting ways; during that period, they had to avoid the limelight as much as possible.

Seeing that his stepmother wasn't greeting him with the usual enthusiasm, Qu Haishan felt a pang of doubt and melancholy. He sat close to Xin Damei on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), affectionately putting his arm around her neck, tilting his

head to press his cheek against hers, and asked, "Stepmother, why do you seem a little unhappy? Are you not welcoming me? Haven't you missed me these past few days since we haven't been together?" Xin Damei spat out a mouthful of sunflower seed shells, glancing at him sideways, and said, "What's the use of missing me? I'm more afraid of getting into trouble again. I really don't know when our wicked affair will end. You're having a good time, but I've suffered!"

"What are you saying? Isn't everything we've done for our future? How is it harming you?"

Qu Haishan ruffled her hair. He sensed that his stepmother was still thinking about that man, and he felt a little apprehensive, but he wanted to do everything he could to strengthen his relationship with her.

Xin Damei looked melancholy and said, "For you, I've done all sorts of heartless things, even betraying my benefactor. Now he's in a police station cell. What did I get out of it?"

The thought of Yang Wanji being framed for no reason made Xin Damei feel terrible.

"Tch, so that's what it was all about. You're feeling sorry for Yang Wanji, aren't you? Looks like you really do have feelings for him!"

Qu Haishan said sourly.

Xin Damei glanced at him reproachfully and said, "Does this have anything to do with whether I feel sorry for him or not? The problem is that I framed him against my conscience. If we really had that kind of thing going on, it wouldn't be a big deal, but he's taking the blame for you, and I killed him with my own hands. If he were someone else, it wouldn't matter, but he's my family's benefactor. He saved my life and cured my illness. I'll never have peace of mind repaying kindness with enmity!"

Qu Haishan showed no other expression besides embarrassment, and said dryly, "Then just consider him to have done you another favor. You had no choice but to do this. Besides framing him, can you think of anyone else that my father would believe?"

“But why would I do that? Yang Wanji, isn’t this just a case of good intentions gone wrong? I could just admit the child is yours, and at most I’d get the same punishment your father gives me, or at worst he’d divorce me. It wouldn’t mean I’d betray my benefactor!”

Qu Haishan gently stroked her face and said, “Didn’t I tell you? If our affair is exposed, and my father finds out the child is mine, he won’t kick me out, he’ll kick me out. Then we’ll have no future!”

“But I don’t see any future either. I’m just being played by you. Maybe one day you’ll get married and kick me to the curb. I’ll be the one who suffers!”

Xin Damei said, seemingly genuinely worried and sad.

"How could that be? I truly love you. In my heart, you're already my wife. I won't marry another woman. No one is as good as you. As soon as my father dies, I'll marry you immediately, and then we can live together legitimately."

Xin Damei's eyes began to sparkle, and she leaned her head against his chest, asking, "Haishan, are you telling the truth? You really won't marry another woman? After your father dies, will you really marry me?"

Xin Damei didn't care about anything else. Everything she had done was for this outcome, but she always felt it was a hazy dream, and it was hard to say whether it would come true. Hearing Qu Haishan's promise now, she felt a sense of peace and warmth in her heart.

Qu Haishan kissed her beautiful little lips and said, "Stepmother, don't worry about it. I'm not just fooling you. One day, I won't call you Stepmother anymore; I'll call you Wife. Actually, I loved you even before you married my father. Didn't you realize that?"

Xin Damei's face brightened, and she pinched his chin, giggling, "Was it back then that you always loitered in front of my house?" "

Hehe, more than just loitering, I even peeked at you peeing!"

Qu Haishan said, reaching his hand under her skirt.

"You did that? You're really not a good person, hehehe!"

"Stepmother, what positions are you going to teach me today?" Qu

Haishan's hand was already deep inside her panties, touching that furry treasure.

Chapter 125: Lingering

Fear Xin Damei felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body from his touch, and she enjoyed it for a while with a dazed look in her eyes. Suddenly, she tensed up and instinctively pushed his hand away, saying worriedly, "Haishan, we can't do it anymore, I'm scared!"

Qu Haishan was surprised and asked, "What are you scared of?"

His hand was pushed away. "What do you think I'm scared of? Of course, I'm scared of getting pregnant." "Think about it, if you get pregnant again, who will you blame? You won't blame Yang Wanji again, will you? With nowhere else to blame, you'll have to be handed over to them. Then your father will either beat you to death or kick you out! Aren't you afraid?"

Qu Haishan's heart sank. This was indeed a terrifying problem. What if she got pregnant again? Could he find a scapegoat? But his body's overwhelming desire prevented him from thinking clearly. Only one solution remained in his mind, so he said, "From now on, I'll prepare some abortion medicine. If you find out you're pregnant, just take the medicine, and you'll slip away unnoticed. My father won't find out. Don't be afraid." Xin Damei's eyes widened in horror. She exclaimed, "That would be convenient for you, but wouldn't that be torturing me? Do you think abortion is easy? Taking that medicine, feeling the blood flowing down there... not to mention the physical pain, I can't bear that kind of emotional blow!" Qu

Haishan, of course, could imagine that an abortion wouldn't be pleasant, but what other choice did he have? He scratched his head, looking pitiful, and asked, "Stepmother, what do you suggest? We can't just not do 'that,' can we?"

Xin Damei, of course, couldn't just stand by and do nothing; that was unrealistic. She suddenly remembered overhearing some women talking about ways to avoid pregnancy, and said, "If you want to do it, you have to listen to me. There are ways to avoid pregnancy!"

It seemed that Xin Damei had wanted to talk to him about this today. Qu Haishan was overjoyed and asked, "Stepmother, tell me quickly! What methods can prevent pregnancy? I'll definitely listen to you!"

Xin Damei blushed and said, "It's very simple: your thing can't ejaculate inside me!"

Qu Haishan didn't understand at first, thinking she didn't want him to go inside, and said disappointedly, "If my thing isn't inside you, what's the point? Is that even 'that'? You don't mean you'll masturbate me, do you?" "

Xin Damei glared at him reproachfully and said, 'How can you not understand what I'm saying? Did I say I wouldn't let you insert it? I said you can't ejaculate inside me. You won't get pregnant if you don't ejaculate inside, you idiot, you don't understand anything!'

Qu Haishan still seemed not to understand, and asked blankly, 'If that thing goes inside, where else can it ejaculate if not inside you?'

'You don't mean I have to hold back from ejaculating, do you?'

Qu Haishan thought that the most pleasurable moment was when he ejaculated, so what was the point if he couldn't ejaculate? He felt disappointed and a little gloomy.

'I told you you're a confused idiot, but you don't believe me. Who said I wouldn't let you ejaculate? I said you have to ejaculate outside my body, understand?'

Xin Damei poked him hard on the head with her finger.

'What do I understand? How can I ejaculate outside your body?'

Qu Haishan still didn't understand, and wondered what was going on.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid!' " "Then let me tell you, it's like this: when you feel like you're about to ejaculate, immediately pull out, then masturbate a few times, and you'll ejaculate outside!"

Xin Damei had, of course, experienced this method before. She had only overheard a few women talking about it mysteriously at home and remembered it.

Qu Haishan pondered for a while, seemingly understanding. But he still pretended not to understand and said, "Just telling me doesn't make me know how to do it, so please teach me quickly!"

As he spoke, Qu Haishan slid his hand down her thigh and under her skirt. He was surprised when he touched her; her private parts were already wet. He chuckled and said, "Stepmother, you're wet again, which means you want to do it!"

Xin Damei blushed and said coquettishly, "You're the one who touched me, who wanted to?"

But she seemed unable to resist and said, "If you want to do it, hurry up. What will you do when your father comes back? Besides, it'll be embarrassing to stand outside when Liu Wang comes back!"

"Stepmother, will you teach me any new positions today?"

Qu Haishan looked at her rosy cheeks, thinking of the games she had taught him before. "

I won't teach you today. You can play however you want. Let's play on the kang (heated brick bed), but don't get too carried away. Hurry up, or your father will come back soon!"

"Okay!"

Qu Haishan replied, took off his shoes, and climbed onto the kang. Seeing his stepmother still sitting on the edge of the kang, laughing and joking, he couldn't resist picking her up and putting her on the kang.

Qu Haishan seemed to be a genius, already quite adept at play after being trained by his stepmother. He understood that women preferred to be touched until they were wet before they wanted to be fucked. He pounced on Xin Damei's body and couldn't resist slipping his hand inside her blouse. His restless fingers slowly moved upwards, finally touching her areola and the small, tender pink nipple in the center. He kneaded it with his thumb and forefinger, and soon, like a seed soaked in water, it began to swell and harden...

Xin Damei was aroused by an intense tingling sensation, bending her right leg and groaning restlessly. "Mmm... oh oh... no... it itches... mmm mmm..."

She had a naturally sensitive and alluring body; a man's touch would immediately have an effect.

Qu Haishan pinched his stepmother's nipple with one hand, while simultaneously using the other to forcefully lift her blouse. Her tender white breasts immediately sprang out. Although only eighteen, her breasts possessed the fullness of a mature woman, with a touch of youthful immaturity that aroused an urge to squeeze and burst them! What Qu Haishan most wanted to see was his stepmother's most mysterious place. He lifted her skirt, slightly parted her legs, and buried his head between them. He licked the mounds of her vulva through her panties, and used his chin to touch her elastic mons pubis. Soon, his stepmother's vagina secreted even more fluid. It flowed out from the source, soaking her panties and leaving a damp stain…

Qu Haishan's right hand continued to caress his stepmother's tender breasts, while his left hand peeled off her remaining panties. Before him appeared a tuft of curled pubic hair, growing around her secret area, enveloping her clitoris and clitoris.

Seeing his stepmother's treasure, Qu Haishan felt a surge of excitement, like a long-awaited reunion. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he quickly unbuckled his belt, removing the restraints binding his body. His large member was already painfully swollen, its head pointing upwards. Then, he used that heated rod to tease his stepmother's two pink labia, and the crease between them.

"Haishan, go slower, be gentle, your thing is too big!"

Xin Damei cried out, whether genuinely afraid or deliberately provoking him.

Qu Haishan no longer cared about anything else; even if he wanted to cherish his stepmother, he couldn't resist the overwhelming surge of lust. After several teasing touches at the entrance, his large member finally began to slowly advance. That feeling of tightness and containment was the most pleasurable experience of his life! He mustered all his strength, repeatedly increasing the force of his thrusts. His hard head had already parted the two tender petals. But just then, footsteps seemed to come from outside.

Chapter 126: Liu Wang is back.

Qu Haishan and Xin Damei both heard the footsteps outside the door. Xin Damei cried out in alarm, "Hurry down! Your father is back!"

Qu Haishan's hard head had just squeezed open the petals of Xin Damei's little valley, and was pleasantly enveloped by the moist warmth. He really couldn't bear to pull away, but he was also afraid that his father would return. He hurriedly pulled out the hard object that had just been inserted a little bit, got up, and leaned out of the window to look outside. He saw that the person walking towards the door was not his father, but Liu Wang, the servant who looked after Xin Damei. Liu Wang seemed to have had a good time with Widow Zhou. His face was full of satisfaction and pleasure, and his eyes seemed to be filled with that wonderful infatuation. Such an expression should be unique to a man having sex with a woman for the first time. Qu Haishan hurriedly turned back to comfort Xin Damei, saying, "Don't be afraid, it's not my father, don't move! We'll continue playing in a bit!"

Xin Damei, already frightened, had sat up, pulled up her underwear, lowered her skirt, and pulled down her blouse. Only when she heard it wasn't Qu the Skinflint outside did Xin Damei relax.

Fearing Liu Wang might barge in to check if Xin Damei was in the room, Qu Haishan said through the window to Liu Wang, who was hesitating at the door, "Liu Wang, Madam is still inside, don't worry!"

His unspoken message was, "I'm inside, don't come in. "

Liu Wang, of course, knew what was going on inside, and replied, "Yes, ma'am!"

then stood straight at the door. Qu Haishan thought for a moment and added, "Liu Wang, if you see Master return, cough loudly!"

Qu Haishan was starting to use Liu Wang.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Liu Wang still agreed. He was now completely swayed by Qu Haishan's combination of soft and hard tactics. Having just spent Qu Haishan's money and enjoyed the pleasures of being a man on Widow Zhou's body, how could he not defend Qu Haishan? Clearly, the lookouts set up by Qu Bapi had become lookouts for Qu Haishan and Xin Damei. Qu Bapi never dreamed that the fire in the backyard would burn so smoothly.

Only then did Qu Haishan turn around with peace of mind, and without any hesitation, he pounced on his stepmother on the kang (a heated brick bed). Everything had to start anew. Lifting her blouse, pulling up her skirt, and pulling down her underwear, these actions were completed in a smooth sequence, taking only a few seconds. Xin Damei, of course, was also caught up in the surge of passion, so the transition was natural.

Because of the fright and disturbance earlier, Qu Haishan's manhood had gone limp. He said with some annoyance, "Damn it, I scared it back!"

If it really wouldn't get hard, Xin Damei wouldn't be able to bear it. Her cleft was already wet and itchy, eagerly anticipating his big thing entering. She glanced at Qu Haishan's half-erect member and said, "Come on, let Mommy help you get it hard!"

"What will you use to get it hard?"

Qu Haishan asked, somewhat bewildered. His stepmother's mouth and hands had both made it hard.

"Then what do you want me to use to get it hard?"

"I want you to use your mouth!"

Qu Haishan thought of the pleasurable feeling of his manhood growing bigger in his stepmother's mouth.

"Then bring it all over, I can't reach it!"

Xin Damei's body was still straddling Qu Haishan, and she couldn't get up.

Qu Haishan looked at her, then moved up, half-squatting as he straddled her breasts, his two testicles beautifully dangling in her cleavage.

Xin Damei's eyes were fixed on the still-erect penis. She immediately stuck out her tongue and gently licked it. Her tongue tip was like a light feather, softly gliding over the glans. Her incredibly slippery tongue gently licked the groove between the glans and shaft, a sensation far more pleasurable than being inserted into a stream. A woman's tongue and mouth are equally wonderful!

Xin Damei's nimble and soft tongue licked back and forth on Qu Haishan's penis. Soon, the previously listless penis began to gradually rise. She opened her small mouth and took the entire head into her mouth, greedily yet carefully sucking. Xin Damei sucked with her mouth, then licked with her tongue, covering her teeth with her lips while sucking so that her teeth wouldn't touch his penis. She moved her beautiful head, beginning to swallow and spit in large, sweeping movements.

After Qu Haishan's penis was completely swallowed, it immediately swelled up in her mouth. A moment later, she rubbed his mouth with her moist, tender oral mucosa, and Qu Haishan felt the pleasure of being sucked. "Stepmother, you lick so well, I feel so good!"

Hearing his praise, Xin Damei worked even harder, passionately sucking and swallowing his treasure. Qu Haishan felt like a small boat rising and falling on waves of pleasure, constantly falling from one wave of joy, only to be licked up by her nimble little tongue to another, even higher wave. Under her vigorous sucking and swallowing, Qu Haishan couldn't help but gasp for breath. Fortunately, he still managed to control himself, otherwise he would have groaned long ago. But now his facial expressions were still very rich; he would frown one moment and bite his lip the next.

Driven by the intense itching, Qu Haishan instinctively thrust his hips forward, and unexpectedly, his penis plunged deep into her throat. Xin Damei let out a soft moan, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing how comfortable his penis felt against her throat, Qu Haishan held her head with both hands to prevent her from spitting it out, allowing it to penetrate even more easily. His penis, swollen to its limit, filled her moist, soft mouth and throat completely. He then pumped his penis in and out, the sensitive tip resting on her small, fragrant tongue, the glans thrusting deep into her tender throat. Xin Damei moaned in response, swallowing and releasing, her smooth, hot oral mucosa rubbing against the equally smooth glans.

After a while, Xin Damei's eyes rolled back. Fearing she would suffocate, Qu Haishan finally withdrew his penis. Xin Damei gasped for breath, her bare breasts trembling slightly. Qu Haishan then noticed that her breasts, when he sat on them, were perfectly hemispherical, with snow-white, soft skin and delicate pink nipples.

Qu Haishan's penis, hardened by her mouth, felt like a stick. He couldn't bear it any longer. He parted her legs, thrusting his hips forward, his sensitive, hard penis like a knight's lance, piercing Xin Damei's wet stream.

"Oh...ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...ah..."

Xin Damei cried out. Her cleavage was naturally small, and after only three months of minimal exposure, coupled with not having given birth and a long period without stimulation, it seemed difficult for her to bear such a large object.

Qu Haishan felt his penis first slam heavily against an extremely soft and slippery fold of flesh. It didn't penetrate her, yet it didn't slow down, sliding diagonally across her. His penis was immediately kissed all over by her soft, flower-like lips, until it was covered in a sticky, transparent liquid.

But soon, a look of pleasure appeared on Xin Damei's face. Qu Haishan began to slowly and gently urge her on, pushing forward inch by inch.

"Oh...ah...ahhh..."

Xin Damei groaned, clenching her fists. This was followed by waves of increasingly intense, tingling sensations! Qu Haishan, like a young bull, thrust faster and faster as if he were going mad, the force becoming increasingly frenzied, as if he wanted to pierce through his stepmother's vagina completely.

Xin Damei's buttocks moved rapidly, twisting and turning in rhythm with his frenzied thrusting. Shouts of boundless pleasure escaped her lips: "Ah... harder... faster... faster... thrust harder!... Oh oh oh..."

Just as Qu Haishan's penis began to swell infinitely in Xin Damei's vagina, Xin Damei suddenly remembered something and cried out, "Don't ejaculate inside, pull it out quickly!"

Xin Damei's biggest worry was that she would get pregnant.

Qu Haishan also remembered that he couldn't ejaculate inside, and at the last moment, he forcefully pulled his penis out of his stepmother's vagina. But he was somewhat at a loss, not knowing what to do. Xin Damei hurriedly grasped his penis, which was about to ejaculate, and placed it between her large breasts. Her slender hands pressed tightly against her breasts, pressing his large penis into her cleavage, allowing him to rub and thrust more easily inside. Qu Haishan discovered a new way to play and experienced another kind of pleasure.

Xin Damei's hands, which were tightly gripping her large breasts, pressed down forcefully, causing his penis to endure even more intense impact. Her small mouth deliberately formed a circle, her tongue moving quickly up and down her tender lips, beautifully teasing Qu Haishan. He could no longer restrain himself, and ejaculated his milky white, warm semen, which splattered all over Xin Damei's hot, red face, flowing down her face...

Chapter 127: The Masked Man

In the days that followed, Qu Haishan and Xin Damei's passionate encounters became increasingly intense... But everything has its downsides, and there's a saying: "If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place"; more importantly, there's the concept of cause and effect. Simply put, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

Just after breakfast that day, a Qu family employee returned to the Qu family compound on horseback. This employee was from the Qu family's rice and flour shop in Jiapigou Town. The employee went into the main room and whispered a few words mysteriously in Qu Bapi's ear. Qu Bapi's face immediately turned ashen, and his eyes darkened. After reporting this seemingly confidential matter, the employee rode back to Jiapigou Town.

Not long after the man left, Qu Bapi hurriedly ordered two armed guards and had the second boss hitch up the covered carriage. The group seemed to be heading on a long journey. Before leaving, Qu Bapi found Qu Haishan and only said he was going to town to take care of an important matter, asking Qu Haishan to look after the house. Qu Haishan couldn't wait for him to leave the Qu family compound for a long time, so he said, "Father, don't worry, nothing will happen at home!"

Qu Haishan didn't ask his father what he was going to town for; this seemed to be an unwritten rule. What Qu Bapi was doing was something no one was allowed to inquire about unless he wanted to tell them himself. Qu Haishan had even less interest in finding out what he was doing, as long as he wasn't home.

Once the carriage left the Qu family compound, the second boss sat on the inner shaft to drive, while an armed servant sat on the outer shaft. Qu Bapi sat comfortably in the covered carriage, and another guard with a gun sat on the outer back. Whenever Qu Bapi went out for even a short distance, he always maintained this tense posture. Firstly, he was terrified of the bandits, and secondly, he was a well-known wealthy man in the area, and being robbed was no joke.

The carriage hadn't gone far from Jiapigou village before it had to traverse a long mountain road, flanked by fortified old forests. In some places, the trees weren't tall, but they were densely covered with various kinds of low bushes. Just a short distance from the village, a masked man suddenly sprang out of the woods beside the road. Because of the mask, his face was obscured, only his chilling eyes were visible. The masked man shouted and blocked the road ahead.

The second boss quickly reined in his horse, staring in astonishment at this uninvited guest. The Qu family's guards were all well-trained. Before Qu Bapi could even speak, two guards instinctively jumped out of the carriage, drew their Mauser pistols from their waistbands, and simultaneously pointed the dark muzzles at the masked man. Inside the carriage, Qu Bapi was initially flustered, but seeing his servants already aiming their guns at the masked man, he immediately felt relieved. He asked the masked man rudely, "Boy, what are you doing here? Blocking my way, are you looking for death?"

"Hehe, you must be Qu Bapi?"

a hoarse voice came from behind the black cloth covering his face.

"That's me. What do you want?"

Although Qu Bapi had guards protecting him, he seemed to sense that this person was up to no good, and felt a little uneasy. Especially those eyes, which gave him a chill; the man's aura was very intimidating.

The masked man chuckled again and said, "I have two important things to discuss with you. Get out of the car, and we'll talk in the woods!"

Qu Bapi panicked immediately and said, "Why should I talk to you in the woods? Do I know if you're a bandit or a robber? Just say what you need to say right here!"

"If we could talk here, why would I send you to the woods? Stop talking nonsense and get out of the car!"

the masked man said almost like a command.

Qu Bapi gasped, thinking, who are these people? They're definitely not bandits; bandits rarely act alone. So they must be robbers. They're masked and trying to force me into the woods—they're definitely robbing me. Qu Bapi wanted to strike first, so he ordered his two henchmen, "Shoot him! He's a robber!"

Just as the two guards were about to pull the triggers of their Mauser pistols, they both felt a gust of wind, and their wrists were struck by something, causing their pistols to fall to the ground. The masked man rushed over and, with a few punches and kicks, knocked the two servants, who were now without guns, to the ground by the roadside. He bent down, picked up the Mauser pistols the two servants had dropped, and tucked them into his belt. By this time, the second boss, who was driving the cart, had already disappeared into the woods by the roadside. Qu Bapi, terrified, tried to run, but it was too late.

The masked man grabbed Qu Bapi by the collar of his clothes, pulled him off the vehicle, and carried him deep into the woods like a bundle. After walking through the woods for a while, the masked man threw Qu Bapi to the ground.

At this moment, Qu Bapi was no longer the energetic man he once was. He didn't know what terrible things were about to happen, and he seemed to sense that his chances of survival were slim. He scrambled to his feet and hurriedly knelt before the masked man, pleading in a trembling voice, "Sir, spare my life! I'll give you anything you want, just don't hurt me!"

The masked man coldly replied, "I'm not a bandit, nor am I a robber. I'm standing up for someone and want you to do something. If you want to live, do as I say!"

Hearing that he was standing up for someone, Qu Bapi seemed to have a premonition of something. Wiping the cold sweat from his face, he hurriedly said, "Tell me what it is, and I'll do whatever you say as long as I can do it!"

Qu Bapi knew that saving his life was the most important thing. He had already witnessed this man's amazing skills; he could take his life at any time without any effort.

The masked man stared intently at him and said, "You haven't forgotten the case where you accused Yang Wanji of raping your wife, have you? That was a false accusation against an innocent person. Tomorrow, you'd better find a way to get that case dropped at the town police station, clear Yang Wanji's name, and restore his innocence!"

Qu Bapi felt a chill run down his spine. His guess was indeed correct; it really was related to Yang Wanji. Although he was terrified, it wasn't entirely a frame-up. Even though he fabricated the story of Yang Wanji raping Xin Damei, their adultery was still a fact. He mustered his courage and argued, "Sir, you're a chivalrous and righteous man; you can't wrong an innocent person, can you? It's a fact that Yang Wanji and my wife committed adultery. My wife is pregnant with his child. How could..." "Is it fake? Please get to the bottom of this before you speak!"

The masked man walked up to Qu Bapi, patted his hat, and said mockingly, "Looks like you're still wearing this green hat without really knowing it? Well, the second thing I've come to you about today is to tell you a secret: the child in your wife's belly isn't Yang Wanji's at all. It has nothing to do with Yang Wanji. That bastard your wife is carrying is the product of your son Qu Haishan's affair with his stepmother. You bastard, you don't even know who's cuckolding you, how pathetic. Your precious son and your wife have been having an affair for a long time. Are you really unaware, or are you deliberately trying to frame Yang Wanji?"

As he spoke, the masked man playfully tugged at his hat.

Qu Bapi was startled, but he was still skeptical, so he asked, "What evidence do you have for this?"

The masked man smiled coldly and said, "You want evidence? It's easy. Go home now, and you can see for yourself what your wife and son are doing. That's the best evidence! Go home and you'll know how you've been cuckolded. Go back now!"

Hearing the certainty in his voice, Qu Bapi began to believe him and tentatively asked, "You're telling me to go home now and catch them in the act? Does that mean you're letting me go?"

"Yes, you can go now, but you must do what I told you to do tomorrow. Go to the police station and have the case against Yang Wanji dropped, and then clear his name. If you don't do it tomorrow, I'll come looking for you again. Think about whether you want to live or die!"

After saying that, the man turned and went into the dense forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Qu Bapi stumbled out of the woods and arrived at the carriage. He shouted to the two still-shaken servants and the second master's son, "Hurry up, get the carriage home, the sooner the better!"

(Chapter 128: Catching the Adulterer) Inside the house,

the two servants and the second master's son were naturally overjoyed to see Qu Bapi return unharmed from the woods. Hearing that Qu Bapi was going home, the second master's son asked, somewhat puzzled, "Master, we're not going to town. Didn't you say it was an extremely urgent matter?"

Qu Bapi, impatient and annoyed, shouted, "The backyard's on fire! Stop talking nonsense, get home quickly, the sooner the better!"

He then got into the carriage. The servants were all puzzled, thinking: The backyard's on fire? How did he know? The men didn't dare ask any questions and hurriedly got into the carriage. The second boss turned the carriage around, cracked the whip, and the horse started running. The horse was already galloping like the wind, but Qu Bapi still thought it was too slow and ordered the second boss to whip the horse hard. His anxious mood was just like that of someone whose house was on fire.

The carriage almost lost its wheels, and soon it returned to the Qu family compound. The servants all thought there was really a fire in the backyard and rushed there. Qu Bapi hurriedly went to his main room. From a distance, he didn't see Liu Wang standing guard at the door, which made him even more suspicious. Could this servant often neglect his post when he wasn't home? What did it mean that Liu Wang wasn't watching the door? Could it really be like what the masked man said, that such an incestuous thing was happening inside? At this moment, Qu Bapi had a vague realization.

Qu Bapi was anxious, but he walked very lightly towards his room, fearing that something was really happening inside and they had escaped. Just as Qu Bapi reached the doorway, he heard Xin Damei's wanton cries coming from inside: "Haishan, you're killing your stepmother! Mmm~ Oh~~ Oh~ Harder, it feels so good! Harder!" Qu Bapi's blood rushed to his head, and he almost fainted. He saw two people standing on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), passionately engaged in their activities. Xin Damei's blouse was open, revealing her two tender white breasts. She held onto the edge of the kang with both hands, her white buttocks raised high. Qu Haishan stood behind her, thrusting forcefully into Xin Damei's body. With each thrust, Xin Damei's body trembled, her breasts swaying violently, and she was making undisguised cries of pleasure.

Qu Bapi couldn't bear to watch any longer. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, a burning fire in his blood. He left the window, angrily kicked open the door, and rushed into the room.

The two people inside, caught in the act of passion, were stunned by Qu Bapi's sudden appearance. It took them a long time to recover. Qu Haishan hurriedly pulled his member out of Xin Damei's body, pulled up his pants, and stared at Qu Bapi with his mouth agape in panic. Xin Damei was even more terrified, her face turning deathly pale. She quickly pulled up her underwear, pulled down her skirt, and cried out in trembling lips, "Master, why are you back?" Qu Bapi squeezed out a sinister voice through gritted teeth: "If I hadn't come back, would I have seen this good show? It seems I really wronged that Yang Wanji. It turns out this adulterer is someone from my own family. It's truly hard to guard against a thief within your own family!"

As he spoke, Qu Bapi's ashamed and indignant gaze fixed on Qu Haishan.

Qu Haishan seemed unwilling to admit what had happened before, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Father, I really didn't do that. My stepmother and I only started this today. The child she was pregnant with before was indeed Yang Wanji's!"

Qu Bapi sneered and turned his gaze to Xin Damei, asking, "Is what he said true? You two only started this today, and the bastard child you aborted was Yang Wanji's? Tell me, is that right?"

Xin Damei was already terrified and could only go along with Qu Haishan's words, nodding and saying, "Yes, that's right!"

Qu Bapi grinned maliciously, "I'm not afraid of your stubbornness. I want to see if you're right ." "Your words may be stubborn, but my family rules are tougher!"

he shouted outside. "Help! Help!"

Just then, the two servants who had gone to town with Qu Bapi had run to the backyard and, finding no fire, returned. Hearing their master's shouts, they rushed into the house and said to Qu Bapi, "Master, didn't you say there was a fire in the backyard? We went, but there was no fire!"

Qu Bapi angrily slapped one of the servants across the face, cursing, "You idiot! There's no fire in the backyard, it's my room that's on fire!"

The two servants looked around the room in confusion. They didn't see a fire, but they saw their young master and mistress looking nervous and disheveled. The two servants immediately understood what their master meant by "fire." One of the servants hurriedly asked Qu Bapi, "Master, what do you need us for?"

Qu Bapi angrily ordered, "Go and get ropes and whips! Hang these two shameless beasts up!"

The two servants were a little confused and hesitated to move, but Qu Bapi kicked each of them hard and cursed, "Why aren't you going yet?"

The two servants hurriedly went out and soon returned with two ropes and a whip, looking at Qu Bapi.

Qu Bapi pointed at Qu Haishan and Xin Damei, and ordered two servants, "What are you still watching for? Quickly tie them up and hang them from the roof beam!"

The two servants dared not delay, so they went forward and tied Qu Haishan and Xin Damei's hands, and then with great effort, they hung them from the roof beam. Qu Haishan howled like a wolf, "Father, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again, please don't do this!"

Qu Bapi was filled with rage and shame, and had no pity for him. He ordered one of the servants, "You whip them, whip them hard, a hundred lashes each!"

The servant dared not disobey Qu Bapi, so he swung the whip and took turns lashing the two men's bodies hard. Qu Bapi gritted his teeth and asked again, "Are you going to tell the truth or not? When did you two start this affair? Whose child is it?"

Qu Haishan still gritted his teeth and remained silent, but after about thirty lashes, Xin Damei couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "Master, I'll talk! I'll talk! Please don't hit me anymore! I'll talk, okay?"

Xin Damei's clothes were already torn from the whipping, and her muscles burned with pain.

Qu Bapi waved to the servant carrying out the punishment, and the servant stopped. Qu Bapi looked at Xin Damei, whose clothes were already torn from the whipping, and said, "Speak quickly! If you don't want to suffer any more physical pain, you'd better not hide anything and tell us everything that happened!"

Xin Damei cried and told him everything that had happened between her and Qu Haishan. Qu Bapi's eyes widened in anger and astonishment. He asked, "So, you and that Yang Wanji really didn't have anything going on? That bastard you're carrying is Qu Haishan's?"

Xin Damei nodded and said, "At this point, do I still need to lie? Yang Wanji and I really didn't have anything going on. It was Haishan who told me to pin this child on Yang Wanji, saying that only by blaming Yang Wanji would you believe me!"

Qu Bapi then turned his gaze to Qu Haishan and asked, "Kid, what are you going to say this time? I never expected that I'd be keeping a wolf in my arms!"

Things had come to this point ... Qu Haishan seemed to have gone all out. He looked at Qu Bapi and said, "Shouldn't this have happened between me and my stepmother? We're both eighteen this year, she should be my wife. I liked her before you married her, and I wanted her to be my wife. You should have married her to me back then, but you made your move first. You're fifty years old, marrying an eighteen-year-old wife, isn't that insulting? You married her, fine, but you're not a man anymore, what are you holding back for? You should give her to me, we're a perfect match!"

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