If There Is Love (Part 1)

Chapter 1

The afternoon sun of autumn cast a soft glow on the French windows, leaving a hazy light in the room. Near the

windows sat a young girl: about fourteen or fifteen years old, leaning against the wall, earphones in her ears,

a thick book in her hands, resting against her slightly protruding belly.

The girl's name was Han Jing, and she was fourteen years old. She was originally in the second year of junior high school, but because of her pregnancy, she had to return home

to rest and prepare for childbirth, returning to school after the baby was born; fortunately, several people in her family were teachers, so she didn't have to worry about falling behind

in her studies .

Han Jing's house was a villa, a luxurious three-story European-style building, with an area of over 1,000 square meters.

Surrounding the villa was a lawn, radiating outwards for over 500 meters, interspersed

with flower beds, forming a huge private garden. A stream of water was introduced from the northeast corner of the garden, meandering down,

then turning west, flowing past the back of the villa. The outermost layer, a natural barrier of plane trees,

created a secluded place. Near the villa, there were several courts—basketball, badminton,

tennis—and a swimming pool.

As evening approached, a Lascher X318 pulled up to the garden gate. A "beep" sounded, the garden's

electronic gate opened, and the car drove in.

It parked in a garage near the gate, but no one got out for a long time. Inside the car—

that's me, the protagonist of this story—a man leaned back in his seat, groaning comfortably.

"Little Yun'er, your oral skills are getting better and better lately!"

The woman working on my crotch rolled her eyes at me, spat out my penis, and started stroking it up and down with her hand, saying,

"You little brat, no manners! What 'Little Yun'er,' call me 'sister'!"

I chuckled, pressed the woman's head down again, and said, "Sister it is. Then please, sister,

help your little brother with his physiological needs!" The woman rolled her eyes at me again and continued "working hard" on my penis.

A moment later, a wave of pleasure washed over me, and I pressed down on the woman's head, my thighs tensing. Knowing I was about to ejaculate, my sister

started stroking faster, occasionally giving me a deep throat, which made my penis swell even more. Finally,

I thrust my penis in forcefully, holding my sister's head still, and began ejaculating

wildly . My sister swallowed with gulps, but the amount of semen was so large that some

spilled from the corners of her mouth.

After ejaculating, I lay motionless in bliss. My sister gently licked my penis several times to make sure it

was clean, then tucked it back into her pants, looked up, and said, "So much every time..." I grinned and

reached out to grab my sister's breasts, saying, "But you still seem to enjoy it every time, don't you?"

"Where do you see me enjoying it? It's because you're holding me down so I can't move. Be careful, next time I'll bite your

thing off!" my sister said fiercely.

"You'd never want to! Besides, if you bite it off, Ru'er and the others will fight you to the death..."

"Okay, stop joking. Let's hurry back. Ru'er and the others will probably be back soon, and I still need to help Mom cook

."

To ensure the air quality around the villa, we don't drive ordinary cars in; there's an electric scooter in the garage at the

entrance . My sister and I took the electric scooter to the villa.

Xiao Jing had been sitting by the window since the afternoon, for the entire afternoon. She was originally a quiet child, but since

becoming pregnant, she's become even lazier, often sitting for hours at a time. And at fourteen or fifteen years old, she's always

carrying around "big books"—I wonder what's going on in her little head.

"Jing'er, why are you sitting on the floor again? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Jing'er was startled, then turned around and saw

her sister and me coming in. Her face immediately lit up with a smile, and she said, "Mom and Dad, you're back!"

Her sister continued to scold, "Look at you, why are you sitting on the floor again? You're pregnant, don't you know how to be careful

..."

Jing'er turned to the side, revealing a wool blanket under her, and said, "Mom—it's not like I don't

know how to take care of myself. Grandma already told me, so don't worry!"

At this moment, I had already walked over to Jing'er, picked her up, and said, "Even though you've put something under you,

don't sit for too long, it's not good for your health."

Jing'er reached out and hugged my neck, and replied with her head down, "Okay, I know." She turned to her sister and said,

"Grandma wasn't feeling well this afternoon and went upstairs to sleep. She told Mom to cook for herself when she gets home."

Her sister asked, "Hasn't your aunt come back?"

"No, Aunt called around 4 pm this afternoon and said she took Yingying to get a checkup. Dad,

you're amazing!" She finished speaking and gave me a mysterious smile.

My sister laughed, "You haven't seen how amazing your dad was... Judging by the time, he should be

back soon. Okay, I'll go see Mom first. Chen, you keep Jing'er company." With that, she went upstairs.

I carried Jing'er to the sofa. Jing'er asked, "Daddy, when were you at your most amazing?"

I placed one hand on Jing'er's breast and teased, "Right now." As I spoke, my hand began to move across Jing'er

's chest. Perhaps it's genetic, but the girls in our family develop very early, and with Jing'er pregnant

, her breasts are quite large.

Jing'er hugged me tighter, pressing her forehead against my chin, letting my mischievous hand gradually penetrate

her forbidden area; her eyes became hazy, and her soft breaths sprayed onto my neck, warm

and ticklish . Looking at Jing'er's aroused state, I wanted to tease her even more. I leaned down and took her earlobe in my mouth, gently licking it.

A soft moan escaped Jing'er's lips: "Ah... Dad..."

Since Jing'er was already over four months pregnant, it wasn't appropriate to take her now.

I kissed her lips and said, "Jing'er, let's wait until tonight, okay?"

"Mmm..." Jing'er's sweet voice came, almost making me take her right there and then.

"Don't sit on the floor too much in the future. Your mother is worried about you. You know she loves you the most, even more than Ji'er.

Also, don't read those big books all the time. Go out and play with Yingying and the others more often..."

I said, and Jing'er answered, so obedient. Hearing me mention her reading, Jing'er said quietly,

"Jing'er wants to give Daddy a smart daughter." I chuckled. So Jing'er was doing prenatal education.

I reached out and pinched her pert nose, laughing, "Silly girl, Daddy's afraid you'll get bored."

"Besides, I don't want my daughter to be a bookworm from birth."

"Okay, I know."

"Alright, I'll go upstairs to see your grandma first."

"Dad, Grandma's been a bit down lately, please take care of her." Jing'er seemed to remember something

and suddenly said to me.

My heart tightened; even Jing'er could tell that Mom was hiding something from me. I

patted Jing'er's head and smiled, "It's okay, Dad knows."

I took Jing'er back to her room and went upstairs alone to Mom's room. Just as I was about to knock, I

heard Mom and my sister talking inside. I quickly stopped, wanting to eavesdrop and see if I could

find any clues about Mom's worries.

"Sigh! Mom's getting old after all. Ever since I got pregnant with Zhi'er, my spirits haven't been as good as before." It was Mom.

"Mom—you're saying that again. Don't you know Chen loves you the most? He's always clinging to you.

Besides, this is a normal pregnancy reaction. And Zhi'er is your sixth child,

so naturally your body is a little weaker. Just rest more." "

But Mom is already forty-four years old, getting older every year. Yesterday, Chen'er only moved on me

for a little while, and I couldn't take it anymore."

"It's not your fault. It's all that brat's fault. He knows you're pregnant, yet he's still so clingy.

I'll teach him a lesson when I go downstairs!" I shrank back as I heard this outside the door; my sister had scared me again. But I also understood

what Mom was thinking; it was exactly as I guessed. I smiled bitterly to myself, knocked on the door, and went inside.

As soon as Mom saw me come in, her eyes lit up. "Chen'er, you're back! Was work tiring today?

How did things go at the company?"

My sister chimed in, "He's not tired at all! The company's been running smoothly for a while now; it'll

function just fine without him. He just goes to the lab occasionally." Then she added, "It's good you're here.

Mom's been complaining about her age. No matter what I say, it's no use. I'm leaving it to you now. I'm going to cook dinner."

She got up and walked towards the door, giving me a wink as she passed. I

blinked to acknowledge her.

After my sister left, I went to Mom's window, climbed onto the bed, wrapped my arms around her from behind, and hugged

her tightly. I rested my head on her soft breasts, not saying a word, savoring her warm body

and the intoxicating fragrance.

Mom seemed to sense my thoughts, stroking my hair and softly asking, "What's wrong?

Is something wrong at work?"

I shook my head.

"Or maybe it's Jing'er? Don't worry, even though Jing'er is only fourteen, with Ping'er's experience two years ago,

it won't be too difficult. Besides, why are you worried now? It's your own fault for being so careless back then."

I still shook my head.

"Then what is it?" Mom was a little confused.

"I'm worried that when Ping'er and the others grow up, they won't want me anymore!"

Mom was taken aback, then chuckled, poking my forehead with her slender finger, and

said with a smile, "Silly boy, what are you thinking? Everyone knows how

important , even we mothers sometimes get jealous. Don't worry, they won't leave you." Mom

gently kissed my forehead.

"But when they grow up, I'll be old," I said slowly. Sure enough, Mom's body trembled upon hearing this, and she hesitated,

wanting to say something but stopping herself. I gazed into Mom's eyes, looking at her affectionately, and slowly my lips met hers, sealing her

soft, fragrant lips.

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