[My Story with My Wife and Sister-in-Law] (The Story of Sharing a Bed with My Two Sisters)

My Story with My Wife and Sister-in-Law (The Story of My Bed with the Two Sisters)

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(I)

After graduating from university, I returned to my hometown and became a surgeon at the county hospital. There, I met my wife, Chunni
(her mother called her Chunnizi). She graduated from a nursing school and, after two years of further training, became a gynecologist. Chunni was very
beautiful. She was 1.65 meters tall and weighed 54 kilograms. Her full breasts, rounded hips, slender waist
, and long legs made her look incredibly graceful. Her two fair arms and slender
, straight fingers made her movements so elegant. Like me, she was a poor girl from a remote mountain village.
She was very satisfied with her good job, so we were able to work happily and
live happily.

But misfortune can also befall the happy. The
year after we got married and had a child, her father died in a car accident, and three months later, her chronically ill mother also passed away due to excessive grief
. At that time, her younger brother was not yet married, and her younger sister was in high school. All the family's difficulties suddenly fell on
our shoulders. I took out my limited savings and borrowed some money from relatives and friends to help her brother
build a new house and get married, and to help her sister finish high school and find a job in the hospital pharmacy.
Two years later, everything returned to our happy life.

When her younger sister (everyone at home calls her Lanni, and I call her Lanni) first started working at the hospital,
the hospital did not provide her with a dormitory, and our housing was very tight. We only had two single-story houses. The inner room was a bedroom and
living room, and the outer room was partitioned into a small bedroom and a kitchen. Since the child had slept in the small outer
bedroom by himself since he was little, he would not sleep with anyone except his mother occasionally.
There was no other way but to let Lanni sleep on the sofa in the inner room.

After two months, summer came, and there were many mosquitoes at night. We had mosquito nets on both our beds, but
Lanni could not put up a mosquito net on the sofa and was bitten terribly at night. Sometimes she would climb onto our bed to sleep. At first, I
took the initiative to get down, but later my wife felt bad and said, "Lani is still a child, she's not an outsider, you don't need to
get down." So we squeezed into one bed to sleep.

But I was still young then. Before Lanni came, we would have sex two or three times a day. Since she came
, because we slept in the same room, we did it much less, and each time we only did it when we were really
desperate . When we did, we were very careful, afraid of making any noise. Now it's even worse. In one
bed, I have to be careful even to turn over. How can we do it? Fortunately, my wife is very understanding. Whenever she finds
Lanni asleep, she touches my genitals. If I'm hard, she turns to her side with her back to me, letting me
penetrate her from behind. Although it's not as satisfying as before, it solves the problem.

Moreover, I find that making love in this environment is particularly interesting and exciting. It's less crazy than before, and more
gentle now. Releasing the pent-up desire gives me a more thrilling feeling. My wife agrees and has said many times that she
likes this feeling. In fact, she's producing a lot more fluid now than before. I'm always careful not to
use too much force or thrust too vigorously, because even slightly larger movements make noise on the bed and
create a lot of water noise from her. So, we mostly try to penetrate deeply and then slowly grind against each other.

Sometimes we inevitably make noise, especially when we're close to climax, we often forget about it and she often unconsciously
lets out suppressed moans. Whenever this happens, I have to pinch her hard. Most of the time
she'll control herself, but sometimes she goes crazy and can't control herself. Several times when I pinch her, instead
of being over and grabs my buttocks, pulling me forward while thrusting her own hips back
until I ejaculate.

—At first, we didn't pay attention to whether Lani was actually asleep every time. One day at noon, my wife
smiled and said mysteriously, "That little girl Lani is probably eavesdropping on us."

"What is she eavesdropping on?"

My wife took a pair of underwear from the washing machine and showed me the crotch area; I could see a large stain on it.

I chuckled and said, "Isn't this normal?"

She laughed and scolded me, saying, "What do you know? What's normal?"

I said, "Well, you can only blame yourself. Who told you to be so wild last night?"

My wife chuckled again, then sighed, "If you know her, you know. Anyway, I'm not a child anymore. I've entered the age of being like a wolf in sheep's clothing
ahead of time ."

Before marriage, my wife was a very traditional and conservative girl. After marriage, she maintained a reserved and dignified image, but
she was quite open and proactive in her sex life. Although she didn't have any romantic extramarital affairs or extramarital sex herself,
when discussing other women's scandals, she didn't show the deliberate contempt and disgust that other women did
. She even showed a bit of appreciation and envy. Perhaps this was related to her work in gynecology, because
the women in her department were all very assertive.

In the days that followed, my wife became increasingly disregardful of Lani's presence. Apart from loud moaning and shouting and frantic
thrusting, our sex life wasn't much different from before. She wanted me to do it on her, and
when she felt unsatisfied, she would roll over and press herself against me, rocking back and forth wantonly. We made love more and more often, even
more than the two or three times a day before, until one day she told me with a smile that Lani was unhappy with her.

I joked, "She's probably not just sleep-deprived because we're disturbing her, she's also craving it."

My wife laughed and scolded, "Are you thinking about her good time?"

I said, "How could I dare?"

"With your guts, you wouldn't dare even if I gave it to you."

"I wouldn't dare steal it, I wouldn't dare rob it, so why wouldn't I dare give it to me?"

My wife stared at me for a long time, "You'd better watch out..."

I didn't know what she meant by "watch out," was it a warning? Or...?

2.

She told me to watch out, but what does "watch out" mean? Not to have sex with her? Impossible! To be quieter when we're having sex
? She won't like that! To ignore Lani's scantily clad body? The house is only so big! To avoid
any skin contact with Lani? Very difficult! When we're having sex, we often have arms and legs touching.
Friction. Once, my leg landed on top of Lani's. It was unintentional at first, but I realized
she wasn't really asleep, and she didn't pull her leg away. As my leg
rubbed against hers with my body's movements, in the dim moonlight streaming through the window, I saw her shoulders and back heaving more and more rapidly.
Even though she was turned to the side with her back to us, I could still feel her rapid breathing and pounding heart.

My thoughts were complicated at that moment; excitement and lewdness took over. I knew what I was
doing was despicable, but Lani didn't stop me and seemed to be enjoying it. Suddenly, I did something very
obscene : I turned my wife's face and pointed at Lani. My wife noticed Lani's unusual expression and knew she was awake.
I then gestured downwards with my mouth, making her look down. When she saw my leg on top of Lani's, she
smiled mischievously and pinched my arm hard. Heh, now she knows
how !

Although my wife knew I had started to do something naughty, she didn't scold me or stop me. This
emboldened me, and later, when I was with my wife, I would intentionally touch Lanni. At first, I always pretended it
was unintentional, and I only touched her shoulders, back, arms, and legs. Not only did Lanni never show any aversion, but
my wife didn't object either. Moreover, I found that my wife's reaction was even stronger at these times... as if she got
a greater stimulation from it. Once, when she saw my hand stroking Lanni's waist, she actually hugged me and
leaned closer to Lanni, as if she wanted my hand to reach further forward. But I didn't do that; instead, I pulled my hand
back making love with her. At this moment, her reaction was very strong; her hips thrust upwards forcefully, and her moans
became particularly loud...

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lanni had a three-day holiday, and our family of three went back to her hometown with her. We
returned the same day, and Lanni stayed at her home. I thought tonight I could finally have some fun with her, but
my wife's reaction was calmer than usual. I was puzzled and asked her what was wrong. She said that without Lani around, something seemed
to be missing . I asked if it was a lack of excitement, and she said probably. I said, "Are you a pervert?" She
calmly replied, "Maybe." I joked, "So if she gets married and leaves, we won't be able to have sex?"

She said something I never expected: "Then don't let her get married, let her stay here forever."

After a while, I stammered, "You mean... she... she's going to get married, she... she
needs a man..."

"Aren't you a man? Haven't you already started?"

I was stunned!

My

wife said something I never anticipated, and I was speechless for a long time. She rolled me down, lay
on top of me, and while making love to me gently and passionately, she drew up a detailed "
Lani-recruiting plan" for me.

I. Necessity and Feasibility of Formulating and Implementing the "Release Plan":

1. Given the current conditions and situation, it is difficult to maintain the same harmonious and fulfilling sex life as before.
Achieving harmony and fulfillment without affecting Lani (including her sleep, her psychological feelings
, and her physiological reactions) is truly a difficult balance. The situation of the three of us sleeping in the same bed cannot
be changed . "Reintegration" is a good solution.

2. Based on the observations and tests conducted recently, "reintegration" should not be
difficult . First, all three of us are somewhat unconsciously prepared.

Second, she is accepting of my "touching."

Third, her frequent changes of underwear recently reveal both her sexual desire and
the significant mental and physical torment she endures every night.

3. She is over 18 years old, and her body is fully developed. Legally and physiologically
speaking, it's at most a borderline situation.

4. My sexual desire and ability are both very strong, and my wife's sexual desire is also relatively strong, but she finds it difficult to meet my
demands for two or three times every night.

II. The general steps of implementing the "plan": Building on the actions already taken recently, I will
boldly expand and explore further, seizing opportunities and finding the right entry point to complete
the "incorporation" as quickly as possible. My wife's main task is to cooperate tacitly, acting according to the situation, avoiding
contact .

III. The significance of implementing the "plan": It can eliminate all our concerns in our sex life, making our
sex life more enjoyable and unrestrained; it can eliminate all the awkwardness that sleeping in the same bed brings to the three of us;
it can make our lives more harmonious and fulfilling; it can eliminate Lani's mental and physical torment, allowing her to live a happier and more
cheerful life; it can reduce my wife's burden in our sex life, giving her more rest time; it can relieve
my sexual anxiety during my wife's menstrual period; and it can give me the greatest mental and physical satisfaction and pleasure. IV

. Potential Dangers and Harms of the "Plan":

1. Lani might disagree, be completely disgusted, or even turn hostile and cry,
causing . Based on her recent behavior, this scenario is unlikely.

2. If Lani becomes pregnant, the affair might be
exposed and a lifetime of shame and being labeled morally corrupt. My wife is an obstetrician, so this
is also unlikely. 3. Outsiders might not know, but I might develop incestuous psychological trauma, which would have a significant impact on
Lani , potentially affecting her lifelong happiness. This is my biggest worry.

I don't know if my wife had already planned this when she told me to "be careful." Haha! Now
I understand that many things require caution!

4.

The next day, the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival (August 15th of the lunar calendar), Lani returned. That evening, my wife specially prepared a
sumptuous dinner and brought out a bottle of French red wine given to us by a friend. The family sat in the courtyard,
drinking and enjoying the moon. My wife, clearly with ulterior motives, kept urging Lani, who had never drunk alcohol before, to drink. This
French red wine tasted wonderful, but it had a strong aftereffect; in no time, Lani's face was flushed and her eyes were
brimming with tears. Under the bright moonlight, she looked even more beautiful, charming, and captivating.

"Lani is so pretty!" I exclaimed.

"Really? You're even prettier than my sister?"

"Of course, at least you're younger than her!"

"My sister has mature beauty."

"I prefer innocent beauty!"

"Really? No wonder people say immature girls like mature men, and mature men like
immature girls. Looks like you're no exception?"

"Your brother-in-law is a mature man, and you're an immature girl. You two just happen to like each other, haha
..." My wife joked.

"I admire my brother-in-law," Lani quickly defended herself.

"Admiration is the ultimate form of liking. Looks like you like your brother-in-law even more than I do."

"You..."

"Hahaha..." We both burst into laughter.

Lani playfully hit her sister, saying, "So what if I like him!"

"Here you go, consider it a Mid-Autumn Festival gift. It's not anything valuable, hahaha..." "

Hahaha..." We laughed happily together, our laughter filling the cozy courtyard, drifting in the
quiet night sky, even the moon seemed to glow brighter

.

Our laughter, under the Mid-Autumn moon, carried its own hidden meaning. Only my wife and I understood
what the "Mid-Autumn Festival gift" meant.

I glanced at my wife with mixed feelings. She smiled mischievously, poured red wine into our glasses
, and said to Lani, "A little more. You look so beautiful under the moonlight. Come on, NVBI
ERDUO, have a drink with my sister too, it's a double treat!"

I knew what might happen tonight, but suppressing my excitement, I first clinked glasses with Lani, then
deliberately with my wife. Lani looked at our expressions and downed her drink. After my wife drank, she poured
herself a full glass and said, "It's been so long since I've enjoyed drinking like this." She finished another large glass.

Actually, my wife doesn't usually drink much, but I knew what she wanted to do tonight, so I didn't
stop her. In the moonlit night, the wind blew gently, and I was still sober...

It was another time when we were all huddled together, so I deliberately went to sleep quietly.

Lani didn't drink much before, because the pharmacy was run by a few young women who never socialized after work. But tonight,
under the influence of the wine, she quietly drank as well. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but soon my wife
became excited and started testing my reaction. Actually, my desire had always been strong, but I was still
worried about something I couldn't quite explain, yet my lower body was involuntarily aroused. My wife simply climbed on top of me
and started moving on her own. Soon she couldn't help but moan, and her movements became quite vigorous. She
seemed to deliberately stretch her legs onto Lani's lower abdomen; I sensed her volcanic moment approaching. Lani next to me seemed
to wriggle a few times as well; in the moonlight, I sensed she wasn't asleep. A tense, stimulating feeling washed over me, and my volcano erupted.

My wife rolled over to the other side, and I lay between them. Then, my wife's hand reached across my body, seemingly
exploring Lani on the other side, but her elbow was very strong. I suddenly realized that my wife was imitating my usual groping
movements.

Lani shifted to the side; she really wasn't asleep at all. My wife squeezed in next to her, and

then my wife made a bold move that surprised me. She simply lay on top of me and pulled Lani
close, we were tightly embraced.

"Lani, I know you haven't been asleep. It's not like it's just been a day or two. I just love having you sleeping next to me,"
my wife said with a mischievous smile.

"I was asleep, it's all your fault for disturbing me," Lani said, but she struggled to get out of
my wife 's arms.

"How about this, you can't just listen to my stories, I want to see you with us..." my wife
said tentatively.

"You! This is the Mid-Autumn Festival gift you were talking about, right?" Lani said.

"Hehe!" my wife laughed.

At this moment, I had mixed feelings, not knowing whether I should stop them.

"Sister, don't say I'm taking advantage of you!" Lani said.

"Actually, Lani, without you by my side, it feels like something's missing. I feel like
life " my wife said.

Then she lifted Lani's shirt with one hand, trying to take it off. Lani said, "I'll do it myself." "

Sister, I'll let the mosquitoes bite me for a while, I'm afraid you won't be used to it," my wife said, turning over,
grabbing a towel blanket, and getting out of bed.

Only Lani and I were left on the bed. I was naked, and my wife had taken the towel blanket from me. Moonlight streamed
in , and Lani covered her head with her towel blanket. I heard my wife moving on the sofa, hesitated for a moment, and then
lifted the only towel blanket on the bed…

6

She was petite and delicate, with fair and smooth skin, her youthful complexion having a glass-like transparency.
Her neck was exceptionally beautiful and straight, her slender skin taut against her body. Her breath was fragrant, her delicate powder wafting towards me. Even just looking at
the skin on her wrists made me feel a strong urge to lick it.

Now she was lying there, and everything about her body, no matter how mysterious and alluring, was no longer out of reach for me
. A long-awaited, impending feeling of touch surged through my entire body
like . Gazing at her exquisite body, I felt a wave of dizziness. I could almost
see the outline of her naked body.

I held her upper body tightly, pressing her face against mine. The uniquely alluring
scent of a woman instantly melted me. I greedily caressed the smooth skin of her face and neck with my lips and cheeks.
When my lips touched hers, I felt strange; I felt that licking her lips,
nose, long eyelashes, and green eyes with my tongue was the most wonderful thing. The sensation of the tongue was
different from that of the lips, each with its own unique characteristics. Every part of her face gave me a different feeling.

Her eyes and eyelashes had a slightly prickly feel; when kissing her eyelids and eyelashes, you constantly felt that
you were kissing a beautiful girl with big eyes. When you kissed her nose, you felt that she was a petite and cute
girl. When you kissed her lips, needless to say, it was wonderful, an electric shock-like feeling; you could feel her...
A faint salty taste lingered in my mouth. Her ears were soft, with a faint scent of soap emanating from the back of her ears. For
a moment, I buried my nose in her straight black hair, inhaling the scent of her roots.

Then, I placed my nose on the skin of her fair neck, alternating between my tongue and lips,
feeling her delicate skin. My hands rubbed back and forth on her smooth arms. Occasionally, I would
lift her arms to my lips and kiss them. Kissing her fingers and palms also felt
wonderful. Although her small hands were limp and powerless at that moment, they still seemed to express something.
Kissing her fingers gave me a sense of communication, as if her fingers could speak, or at least I could feel
a certain elasticity in them.

Then, my eyes fell on the two taut little peaks tightly encased in her clothes
. I had touched them several times as my arms moved. Impulsively, I picked her up,
kissing her cheeks greedily as I began to remove her outer garment. It was a pink shirt. The buttons were always
undone. I only needed to gently lift her body and pull the shirt off her arms.
I kissed her as I removed the shirt.

In the moonlight, her arms were smooth as water, her shoulders round and jade-like, instantly reminding me of some
ancient figure, Diao Chan? Fei Yan? I had never faced a girl whose upper body was almost naked before, and I
was really excited. From her jade-like arms to her shoulders, and her back and abdomen, everything was smooth, with only
a bandage on her back. Her waist was so slender, her breasts so firm, her neck so long.

I pulled her into my arms from behind and let her sit on my lap. My hands touched her stomach, letting her head
rest on my shoulder, her hair falling over me.

Now my hands were caressing her stomach, moving upwards to her breasts, and then sliding down to that
thrilling place. My hands slowly moved upwards.

I slipped inside her hard bra. I felt a tingling sensation inside her bra.
The skin was incredibly soft, tender, and supple. Undoubtedly, when I touched this area, I felt
far more excited than when I touched other parts of her body. I slipped my other hand inside her other bra.
From behind, my hand reached under her ribs and grasped her two soft, elastic breasts. At that moment,
my two hands, brimming with rich microcirculation and sensory cells, completely represented my heart; my heart was burning, and my
hands were already somewhat dazed.

I gently rubbed, kneaded, pinched, and pressed her breasts rhythmically, in circles and back and forth, up and down.
I had plunged headlong into an ocean of pleasure, experiencing the endless joy of dolphins playing in the waves.
The feeling of her breast skin could be described as smooth as cream, like jade ointment; the skin here was absolutely
different , exceptionally tender and smooth. In fact, this feeling is difficult to describe in words; in short, when your hands are interacting with it
, your whole body goes soft and yields. Perhaps this is why the ancients called this place "the yielding breast
. " I lingered there for a long time, fully savoring the experience.

I moved her bra up one side, revealing a small mound, with
a . I carefully observed this little mound in the moonlight—no! "Mound" is too
vulgar; it should be called a beautiful little mountain peak, as if that's what prostitutes call it. This name suits her
perfectly; her little mountain peak is simply a gift from heaven, a twist of fate. It is truly
exquisite , dazzlingly beautiful, standing proudly there, towering over the sky. I was astonished to find
that those erect breasts were so full of life. I felt they were calling to me, a call of life;
they seemed to be proclaiming something, vaguely the pride and dignity of women.

I then revealed another beautiful breast. I completely removed her bra.
Now, she was only wearing a pair of silk panties as light as mist.

I had never been so excited. Holding her two soft, warm breasts in my hands, I took a deep breath,
as if the fragrance of lotus blossoms were wafting from them, permeating my very being. When my hands simultaneously touched the tips of those small mounds
, I felt a powerful shock; I could even hear my own breathing quicken.
Suddenly , an irresistible urge surged within me. I turned her body around, pressing my body against her
breasts. I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her passionately.

I slipped my tongue into her mouth, found her tongue, and sucked it into my own. I
held her tightly, letting her breasts press firmly against my body. I desperately sucked on her
lips and her tongue. I could even feel her tongue moving. Slippery, sweet, and exquisitely beautiful.
7. The passionate kisses and embraces lasted a long time. My tongue felt numb; holding her, I felt like I could
stay in a blissful trance forever.

At that moment, the area beneath her thin silk panties attracted me more intensely than ever before
. Her silk panties were almost completely transparent. I stared at that area intently for a while, then reached out and touched
it. The moment I gently ran my hand over it from the outside, my heart skipped a beat.

I ran my hand over it more than once, feeling her most sensitive area through the thin fabric. I
covered it completely, my hand covering that area. My middle finger slipped between her legs, seemingly fitting perfectly into
a small crevice. It felt as if two soft lips, through the thin fabric, gently held my finger; it was warm,
moist, and slippery. My middle finger moved back and forth a few times, like a saw, just along the outer edge.
Soon my hand was wet; I didn't know if it was from my own sweat or something else.
At the same time , her legs involuntarily tightened, trapping my hand. I felt my fingers
becoming increasingly rough as I rubbed them together.

At this point, what was there to be afraid of? I boldly spread her legs and
vigorously rubbed her underwear a few times. Then, I slipped my hand inside.

I don't know if it was me, her, or both of us
, but when my hand entered her, I felt the earth tremble, my whole body went limp, and even my
legs went weak.

I just kept touching and kneading, letting time pass by. My right hand was moving inside her...
My left hand reached around from behind and grasped her left breast, gently squeezing it. My lips greedily devoured her
face, her lips, her tongue; her throat, her shoulder, until I kissed her right breast, that
little cherry. I experienced her trinity with the burning passion within me: I felt I was no longer
mortal, I had ascended to immortality, accompanied by Taibai Jinxing, dancing with Chang'e.

I supported her naked upper body, letting her lie flat on the bed. Although her nakedness already
intoxicated me, at this moment, I felt it wasn't enough. I wanted to go all out, I wanted to reach the top of the pyramid,
I wanted to make her completely naked! With an utterly devout heart, I knelt on the ground, grasping
the sides of her panties with both hands, gently peeling them down. At first, I had to gently lift her buttocks, but
when her groin was fully exposed, her panties were already up to her thighs, making them easier to remove.
Little by little, I pulled her silk panties down to her knees, then from her knees to her ankles, until they were completely off
, first one foot, then the other. Finally, she was completely naked.

I carefully put her panties away and placed them aside, then sat down beside her,
scrutinizing . At that moment, lying before me was a completely naked girl.
8. Dear readers, what would a real man think if he saw such a beautiful woman lying naked before him
? At that moment, I thought to myself:
I will never forget the bond between Da Ni (my pet name for Chun Ni) and Er Ni (Lan Ni's nickname). I will always be good to them, sisters. I rolled onto the bed,
pressed myself against Lan Ni, and kissed her entire body.

Just as I was about to penetrate her, Lan Ni softly said to me, "Brother-in-law, I gave you my first time. You must
cherish it and never forget me."

I was startled; she was awake after all. I immediately swore, "Erni, don't worry, I'll always be good to
you. If it matters, I'll give my life for yours."

"Brother-in-law, you're so good to me, I love you, come on. I'll do whatever you want." And so, we
completed our first time in the most primal position. Lanni's virginity was stained the sheets, and I
held .

Afterwards, Lanni, panting, said to me, "Brother-in-law, I want to be like my sister, on top of you."

I said, "Okay, come on." Lanni rolled over and straddled me, and we reached
paradise .

That night, Lanni and I, fueled by alcohol and the unique emotions of "VAT," made love a total of eight times.
Lanni wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "Brother-in-law, the things between men and women are so wonderful."

The next morning at 5 a.m., I got up and saw that Chunni had already prepared breakfast, waiting for us
to get up and eat. I said to her sheepishly, "Da Ni, why are you up so early?"

"You know what? You and Er Ni are having your wedding night, and I'm sleeping on the sofa in the living room. Do you know how I spent the whole night
?" Chun Ni complained.

I quickly added, "Da Ni, you've been wronged. I'll take good care of you tonight."

Chun Ni smiled and said, "Okay, pick me up from my workplace after work today."

I said, "Okay."

Just then, Lan Ni came out rubbing her eyes. She said to Chunni, "Sister, you're so kind. I don't know
how to repay you."

"No need for repayment, we're sisters after all. Let's eat."

Lanni turned to me and said, "Brother-in-law, I gave you my first time, you have to cherish me.
You also have to be good to my sister. If you're not good to my sister, I won't allow it. Remember that."

I quickly said, "Don't worry, you two, I will definitely be good to you. I will love
you both with my whole life. And I will never have any improper behavior with other women again."

Lanni got anxious when she heard this and yelled at me, "You dare! If you dare to do anything to betray us sisters, I
will show you what kind of person I, Lanni, am. I will teach you a lesson you won't forget."

"Erni, don't worry, I won't do that..."

Before I could finish speaking, Chunni stopped me and said, "Alright, alright, you two stop talking and hurry up and eat
so you can go to work."

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