[My Sister-in-Law's Secret] Part Six

Chapter Six.
As the principal introduced him, a middle-aged man with a healthy bronze complexion stood up. He wore a
clean white shirt, and although Li Weiwei could roughly recognize it as an expensive brand,
surprisingly, it didn't give Zhou Jingping the air of a nouveau riche real estate tycoon. Instead, it made the man appear much more refined.
If Li Weiwei had to say, she felt Zhou Jingping looked more like a university professor.
"Hello, you must be Professor Li. I heard Principal Wang mention you earlier. That's impressive! So young, yet already a
key member of the school's academic team."
Zhou Jingping generously extended his hand to Li Weiwei. Having been praised for her professional abilities, Li Weiwei had a
good first impression of Zhou Jingping. After all, Li Weiwei, known for her beauty at school, usually hated being treated like a pretty face.
Now, Zhou Jingping's first mention of her professional abilities rather than her appearance made Li Weiwei think
he was a very reliable person.
She extended her snow-white hand and shook hands with Zhou Jingping. Unlike most men, he
didn't greedily grasp her boneless, delicate hand and refuse to let go. Without lingering for even a second, maintaining only the necessary politeness
, Zhou Jingping voluntarily released her.
"Hehe, today is still some private time outside of work, everyone don't need to be so formal. Weiwei, sit down, sit down
."
The principal changed his form of address, as if deliberately trying to ease the atmosphere. Li Weiwei felt a little embarrassed; she wasn't used
to being addressed as "Weiwei" so casually by other men. However, the principal's position was above hers, so she couldn't say
anything and could only lower her eyebrows and sit down at the table.
"Let's have Chinese food today. Ms. Li, do
you have any dietary restrictions?" "No, Principal Wang, Mr. Zhou, please make yourselves at home."
Since Li Weiwei came from the school, she wore only light makeup and a sky-blue business suit,
which made her look fresh and elegant. Especially when her large eyes inadvertently glanced at him,
any man would be captivated, including
Zhou Jingping, who was currently putting on a composed and refined air in front of her.
Realizing he had been staring at Li Weiwei for a moment and had slightly lost his composure, Zhou Jingping quickly coughed
to remind himself that the woman in front of him wasn't like Zhou Shan, a plaything he could easily get into bed with just money
. He couldn't rush things.
"Hehe, so what does Teacher Li like to eat?"
"Anything is fine."
Li Weiwei's seemingly casual attitude revealed a slight passive resistance. The principal probably also noticed that this beautiful
history teacher didn't like the current situation, so he quickly smiled and took over the conversation,
"Hehe, Mr. Zhou, anything is fine with you, you order, you order."
"Then I won't be polite."
Knowing that there was no point in giving in any further, Zhou Jingping called over the waiter and casually ordered seven or eight dishes. To be honest,
although the dishes Zhou Jingping ordered were all exquisite, delicious, and expensive signature dishes, they were far from
luxurious. Perhaps someone of Zhou Jingping's status would no longer bother to order a few exceptionally expensive dishes
to show off his wealth.
"What would you like to drink, Ms. Li?"
"Juice is fine..."
"Oh...it's a private occasion today. I remember you don't have classes tonight, Ms. Weiwei, so
having a little alcoholic beverage won't hurt."
Before Zhou Jingping could speak, the principal chimed in, urging Li Weiwei to drink. This made the beautiful black-haired woman frown slightly
; she was somewhat displeased with the principal's unnecessary gesture.
"Well, how about some red wine? That's also made from fruit, so it's like a juice with alcohol."
"Mr. Zhou, I don't drink." "
It's alright, just a little, enjoy yourself."
Li Weiwei blinked her big, aggrieved eyes, pursed her lips, and stopped talking. She didn't want to directly refuse Zhou
Jingping's suggestion, as she knew the principal had called her there about the investment in the school's laboratory building.
She couldn't refuse Zhou Jingping's request. However, being a woman with a low alcohol tolerance, she was very reluctant
to drink with strangers, especially in an unfamiliar hotel.
After a brief, somewhat awkward silence, Li Weiwei reluctantly nodded in agreement. She didn't want to spoil
the atmosphere, as the school needed Zhou Jingping's help.
Zhou Jingping smiled; he was quite pleased with this small show of submission from the beautiful teacher. In his own
company, he was used to the feeling of being a king, issuing commands that were obeyed without question, and naturally, he wouldn't like
a school teacher who needed his help refusing him.
After telling the waiter the name of a red wine that Li Weiwei wasn't familiar with, the order was finished.
Seeing that Li Weiwei was still somewhat quiet, Zhou Jingping struck up a conversation after the waiter left,
"Ms. Li, you teach history, right?"
"Yes..."
"Hehe, I also really like history, especially Qing Dynasty history. I've even heard that Emperor Qianlong promoted Heshen because
he was handsome, and Qianlong had a penchant for men, so he did it. Hahaha, history is really interesting
..."
Li Weiwei glanced at Zhou Jingping's smile, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she opened her mouth to say,
"This is probably just something made up in unofficial history. Heshen was born in the fifteenth year of Qianlong's reign, and his age
was quite different from Qianlong's. When he was promoted to Imperial Bodyguard in the fortieth year of Qianlong's reign, Qianlong was already 64 years old." "Well, Mr. Zhou, do you really think
Emperor Qianlong, at his age, would still be interested in male homosexuality?"
Zhou Jingping's originally bronze face flushed red and then purple as Li Weiwei retorted. This joke was originally something a
director of a Qing Dynasty drama had told him when he was trying to solicit sponsorship. He had heard it at a dinner party a few days ago and remembered it. He didn't expect that
showing off in front of Li Weiwei today would backfire, with this beautiful woman exposing his secret. This made him both ashamed and annoyed,
but he couldn't say anything, so he could only keep it to himself, his face burning with embarrassment.
"Haha, Teacher Li is always so serious. Otherwise, how could she become
a key member of the history department at such a young age? But Teacher Weiwei, it's just casual conversation at the dinner table, why take it so seriously? Mr. Zhou was just
telling a joke."
Seeing Zhou Jingping's discomfiture, the principal inwardly blamed Li Weiwei for her lack of social skills.
Why was she arguing with a nouveau riche like Zhou Jingping at the dinner table? Did he even know the birth years of Emperor Qianlong and Heshen?
The principal's words made Li Weiwei lower her beautiful eyes, unable to say anything more. Zhou Jingping, however, thinking the beautiful woman beside him
was angry, quickly put on a smile, not wanting to leave Li Weiwei with the impression of being ignorant on their first meeting.
"Hehe, sorry, sorry, I've been very busy with company affairs, so I haven't explored many areas in depth.
I've made a fool of myself in front of the teacher."
While he was still smiling apologetically, the waiter started serving the dishes. Since there weren't many people, the seven or eight dishes were quickly
finished. After opening the red wine, the waiter left the private room at Zhou Jingping's gesture. With such a beautiful
woman like Li Weiwei present, Zhou Jingping felt that having another stranger was a constraint.
The crimson wine was poured into Li Weiwei's glass. Zhou Jingping offered to
serve this beautiful history teacher, which only made Li Weiwei more reluctant to refuse.
Thinking himself elegant, Zhou Jingping raised his glass, ignoring the principal beside him, and
lightly clinked it against Li Weiwei's
. "Hehe, it's truly my good fortune to meet such a beautiful and knowledgeable woman today.
Let's have a drink to celebrate this encounter."
Zhou Jingping's semi-coercive remarks left Li Weiwei utterly embarrassed. She hadn't expected Zhou Jingping to abandon
the principal and invite her to drink right away. She didn't know whether to refuse or drink, but seeing the principal's winking and gesturing
, she knew that if she didn't appease this wealthy man, the funding for the school's laboratory building would be in jeopardy. With a sigh
, Li Weiwei could only reluctantly raise her glass, lightly clink it against Zhou Jingping's, and take a small
sip of wine under his gaze.
The sour and spicy sensation rushed into her throat. Although the impact wasn't as strong as she had imagined, the taste of alcohol still made
Li Weiwei, who rarely drank, feel a little uncomfortable. However, she wrinkled her nose and forced herself to swallow.
Seeing Li Weiwei frowning as she forced herself to drink the red wine, Zhou Jingping smiled with satisfaction. Taking advantage of
this opportunity, the principal quickly chimed in with a fawning smile,
"Hehe, look at President Zhou, now, the experimental building..."
"Alright, Lao Gao, I know about that matter. Mayor Li, who is in charge of education, has already told me. Don't worry,
education can't be neglected, no matter how poor we are. It's just a seven million sponsorship, no problem."
"Hehe, that's great, great! I'm relieved that President Zhou is so agreeable."
The principal nodded quickly in agreement upon hearing Zhou Jingping's tone, then turned to Li Weiwei, who had
just forced herself to swallow the sour red wine. Li Weiwei poured herself another glass and raised it towards Zhou Jingping.
"Since President Zhou is so understanding of the school, then... then..."
Zhou Jingping watched with interest as Li Weiwei, her cheeks slightly flushed, approached him with a seductive air. Although red
wine always has a lingering effect, Li Weiwei, who couldn't hold her liquor, blushed deeply after just one glass, her fair face turning a delicate
red. She herself didn't seem to notice, but Zhou Jingping had seen it all clearly, and his heart was itching with
desire...
"What is it?"
"Then...then on behalf of all the teachers and students of the school, I'd like to toast President Zhou first."
After saying this, Li Weiwei tilted her head back and drank the glass of wine again. Her originally elegant appearance, coupled with this sudden
burst of boldness, made Zhou Jingping like Li Weiwei even more. Beneath her gentle exterior, a resilient side was occasionally revealed.
However, after gulping down two glasses of red wine like a burly man drinking baijiu, Li Weiwei's small mouth was already filled with a
sour taste of alcohol. She could even smell the pungent taste of the alcohol swirling in her mouth
. Her stomach acid was churning, and she felt waves of blood rushing to her head.
Zhou Jingping, on the other hand, calmly drank his own glass of wine. Looking at the slightly drunk beauty in front of him, the school
principal was long forgotten.
Li Weiwei grabbed her chopsticks and hurriedly ate a couple of bites of food, swallowing them down her throat before she could even savor the taste. Before she
could even catch her breath, Zhou Jingping held out a wine glass to her. This Mr. Zhou treated red wine like a rough man
drinking baijiu, only thinking about feeding Li Weiwei glass after glass, completely disregarding her feelings.
"Mr. Zhou... I..."
"What's wrong?"
Li Weiwei was about to refuse the third glass when the principal, his face unusually grim, shook his head at him.
Zhou Jingping, this money-making machine, was someone she couldn't afford to offend. He had already boasted to his superiors that he would definitely complete the experimental building project.
Principal Gao was already 49, and with the end-of-year reshuffle at the Education Bureau, the competition for the deputy director position was fierce.
If the experimental building could start construction during his term, it would undoubtedly boost his political achievements and leave a
very good impression on his superiors.
The naive Li Weiwei, of course, couldn't fathom the principal's thoughts. Seeing his distressed expression, she assumed he was
worried about the school. Not wanting to refuse, she could only furrow her brows, gently shake her head at Zhou Jingping, purse her
lips, and reluctantly raise the crimson wine glass.
"I didn't expect Teacher Li to have such a high tolerance for alcohol. Truly beautiful and a good drinker!"
Zhou Jingping's eyes were practically peering through her clothes at Li Weiwei's fair, smooth skin
. This young and beautiful history teacher's rosy cheeks were so captivating.
While everyone has their own unique beauty, compared to the mature Zhou Shan, he felt Li Weiwei was more charming, possessing a
uniquely pure and shy reserve.
Li Weiwei didn't like Zhou Jingping's joke, but she didn't say anything. Besides, her head was spinning terribly.
After swallowing the remaining wine in her esophagus with her eyes half-closed, her head began to buzz. Although red wine is known for its aftereffects
, she hadn't expected the effects to come so quickly, given her low alcohol tolerance.
Zhou Jingping, with ill intent, picked up his glass again. He had no intention of letting Li Weiwei off the hook. In this
private room with only three people, Zhou Jingping completely abandoned his previous gentlemanly demeanor, urging Li
Weiwei to drink glass after glass. He knew she needed his help, and under the principal's supervision, Li Weiwei didn't even have a chance to refuse.
Again and again, glass after glass, she swallowed the sour liquid. In a daze, Li Weiwei seemed to return to that sweltering
summer several years ago, that hot night, when Wang Ningyan embraced her, and that time Wang Ningyan also put...
The taste of Buddha was so lingering; only today did she realize that Ning Yan had probably drunk alcohol the night before.
After finishing a bottle of red wine, Zhou Jingping was somewhat surprised. How come this delicate and beautiful history teacher hadn't gotten drunk yet?
This disappointed him; he hadn't expected her to be so difficult to deal with.
"Mr...Mr. Zhou...it's getting late...and the wine's gone...isn't that right..."
Zhou Jingping was still in a daze when Li Weiwei propped herself up, reeking of red wine. Her eyes were too heavy to open
, and her stomach was churning, but a sliver of reason remained, telling her she absolutely couldn't get drunk here,
absolutely not.
"Hmm...?"
"Mr. Zhou...then...I'm leaving..."
Before she could finish speaking, Li Weiwei suddenly covered her mouth and ran out of the private room, leaving a stunned Zhou Jingping staring
at her beautiful back...
After struggling in the bathroom for a while, probably vomiting up all her stomach acid, Li Weiwei simply wiped her
face. Her head was still spinning, and she didn't bother to touch up her makeup. She stumbled out the door, only to find Zhou Jingping
still waiting for her at the women's restroom door.
"Mr. Zhou...why haven't you gone back yet? Where's Principal Gao?"
"Old Gao, I told him to go back first. Seeing how drunk you are, why don't I get you a
room at this hotel so you can rest for a bit?"
"No need."
Li Weiwei coldly rejected Zhou Jingping's suggestion, making the real estate developer secretly curse himself for drinking too much.
Who would suggest getting a room for a woman they'd just met?
"Ah...yes...I must have been confused. Let me take you home then."
"Mr. Zhou, you've had quite a bit to drink, haven't you?"
"It's alright, I have a driver."
"Then...no need, I...I can go home by myself."
"That won't do. You're so drunk, it's not safe for a young woman to walk alone so late."
Zhou Jingping feigned righteousness, but Li Weiwei secretly mocked him. Who made her
so drunk?
However, Zhou Jingping's words weren't without merit. If she were to encounter a malicious
taxi driver or a thug on the street in this state, she would be in real trouble. After all, Zhou Jingping wouldn't
rape her in front of her driver on the way home, would he?
Enduring her headache, she thought carefully for three or four minutes, and finally nodded and agreed to Zhou Jingping's suggestion.
Having dodged Zhou Jingping's outstretched arm, Li Weiwei insisted on not letting him touch her body, only indicating that
he should lead her to the parking lot. Zhou Jingping could only sigh inwardly; with so many people watching in the hotel
, as a well-known businessman, he knew he couldn't do something as shameful as forcing a female companion.
Five minutes later, Li Weiwei finally got into Zhou Jingping's BMW X5, but Zhou Jingping's expression wasn't
very pleasant. He voluntarily sat in the back seat, but unexpectedly, Li Weiwei opened the passenger door and climbed in
, leaving him alone in the back.
After telling the driver her address, Li Weiwei tilted her head back, letting her long, black hair fall across the back of the seat. Her head
was spinning, and it was better to close her eyes and remain silent.
Although smelling the fragrance of a beautiful woman's hair was nice, all her original plans had failed.
Sitting angrily in the back, Zhou Jingping hadn't thought a young and beautiful female teacher could be so difficult
to deal with in the past two hours.
They walked in silence until they reached their stop. Li Weiwei declined Zhou Jingping's offer to escort her and staggered off
the bus towards her home. She couldn't recall any memory of that route afterward. Her remaining sanity
was barely enough to handle Zhou Jingping; once she was free from his guard, her mind went blank, completely
unaware of what was happening. She simply let her legs carry her home by memory.
Without even the strength to recognize her keys, she banged on the door. When a familiar, handsome face appeared before her
, Li Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and surrendered her soft body to his embrace.
"Wei... Sister Weiwei?"
Suddenly embraced by her beloved sister-in-law, Wang Ning's heart pounded, but then a pungent smell of alcohol assaulted
her nostrils. Good heavens, how much had Weiwei drunk?
"Sister Weiwei? Sister Weiwei?"
"Ah... Ningze... today... huff... hehe... drank... so much... so much...
hehe... hehe... Sister Weiwei... wasn't that... silly... hehe..."
Watching Sister Weiwei grin and talk nonsense, Wang Ningze was momentarily stunned, forgetting to respond to Li
Weiwei's question.
"Hmm... what's wrong... Ningze... huff... you keep looking at me... so shy..."
Li Weiwei hid in Wang Ningze's arms, her bright eyes looking up at Wang Ningze's face. In a daze, she had a
slight illusion that the man holding her was not Wang Ningze, but her beloved husband, Wang Ningyan.
"Chirp..."
Li Weiwei suddenly kissed Wang Ningze's cheek on tiptoe, startling the boy so much that his face turned red.
"Sister Weiwei...you..."
"Hehehehe...still blushing...you clearly...you clearly said you'd marry me when we were little...we even
bathed together, nothing happened back then...how come now..."
Seeing Li Weiwei's tongue stammering, Wang Ningze finally understood his beautiful sister-in-law's current situation: she
was simply acting crazy because she was drunk.
"Sister Weiwei, you're drunk..."
"Hehe...sister drunk...drunk? Ningze...kiss...kiss...chirp..."
She kissed Wang Ningze again with her delicate lips. Now even his own cheeks were full of the smell of alcohol. He really couldn't
keep up with Li Weiwei's crazy antics like this. With a bit of force, Wang Ningze directly lifted Li Weiwei's beautiful legs and carried her
into the bedroom in a princess carry.
Gently placing Li Weiwei on the bed, suppressing his lustful thoughts and not daring to look at his sister-in-law's drunken allure, Wang Ning was about to leave the bedroom
when Li Weiwei grabbed his arm and wouldn't let go.
"Ning... Ning Yan... Weiwei misses you so much... Don't leave me... Please... Stay with Weiwei, okay?" Her
beautiful eyes were hazy as Li Weiwei grasped that strong arm. That familiar touch... wasn't this her husband?
Was it that strong, firm, and gentle arm that often held her slender waist?
She slightly opened her eyes, and "Wang Ningyan" was indeed standing before her, frozen in place, letting her grip
his forearm tightly.
"Ning...Ningyan...is...is it you who's back?"
"Wang Ningyan" remained silent, standing quietly by the bed. This alarmed Li Weiwei,
tears welling in her beautiful eyes. She pulled the man before her like a female animal in heat.
Startled by Li Weiwei's sudden tug, Wang Ningyan lost his balance and fell onto the bed. Before he could react
, a pair of soft, slender arms wrapped around his neck, pressing his head tightly against hers.
"Ning...Ningyan...Waaah...you finally...came back to see Weiwei...Weiwei missed you so much...so much
..."
From the beginning, Weiwei had been calling her brother's name. Wang Ningyan was awkwardly held by Li Weiwei's
arms, unable to break free, unsure whether to answer or not.
"Waaaaah... Ning... Ningyan... why... don't you come back... is it because you think Weiwei is ugly...
too old... have you fallen for... another girl... waaaah..."
Crying like a child, Li Weiwei pleaded with her beloved man, wanting only to express the longing in her heart
. She was already going crazy thinking about Wang Ningyan. Once reason disappeared, sorrow broke
free of its cage, flowing into every drop of her blood, coursing through her entire body.
"No... of course not... Wei... Weiwei, you are... the most beautiful... I love you the most..."
Her beautiful, watery eyes, her slightly upturned lips, her fair and rosy cheeks, her gracefully curved face, her full breasts,
her supple waist, her long, beautiful legs, and her long, black hair—all of this proclaimed Li Weiwei's stunning
beauty. As his most beloved woman, Wang Ningyan would naturally deny
any words from Li Weiwei that denied his appearance.
"Then...why...don't you hug...Weiwei...
" "..."
"Hug me...Ningyan...hug me..."
Unexpectedly, his sister-in-law had completely confused him with his brother. Looking at Li Weiwei's delicate, pouting face,
Wang Ningze's heart pounded. He slowly reached out, wanting to lift Li Weiwei's upper body and pull her
into his arms.
"Ning...Ningyan..."
Suddenly, Li Weiwei uttered her brother's name, making Wang Ningze's heart tighten. Oh God, what am I doing?
How could I...how could I...This is my brother's wife...this is the
wife of my brother who has always taken care of me, thought of me, and protected me as I grew up...I...
Wang Ningze's vision blurred. He didn't know why God was punishing him like this.
His beloved woman was right in his arms, why didn't he have the right to hold her tight, to caress her?
His arms gradually fell limply to his sides, his heart aching like it was being cut by a knife. He couldn't hold Li Weiwei anymore;
he had to let her go.
Just as he was about to give up, a pair of soft lips, reeking of alcohol, suddenly rushed over and pressed
against his own, greedily entwining his lips.
"Ling... Lian... Weiwei... Ai... Li..." (Ning Yan, Weiwei loves you)
Completely stunned by Li Weiwei's sudden attack, Wang Ning felt his mind go blank.
He sat there dumbfounded, kissing Li Weiwei, his mind flashing with unforgettable memories: the first time he told
Li Weiwei he liked her when he was eight, the last time he took a bath with Li Weiwei when he was twelve, the summer when he was thirteen and saw Li
Weiwei's naked, snow-white body rolling around in bed with his brother, the time when he was fourteen and saw the woman he liked at the wedding,
her face full of happiness, hiding in his brother's arms, smiling gently...
Fragments of these scenes lingered in his mind, but just as they were about to be pieced together, the soft touch
of their lips shattered them, pulling him back to reality, facing the beautiful woman before him.
"Mmm...oh..."
They pried open each other's lips, and her smooth, beautiful tongue invaded his mouth, entwining with his own.
The slightly sour taste of red wine seeped into his taste buds, making Wang Ningze lean down, savoring the
bittersweetness of his unrequited love, passionately kissing Li Weiwei.
"Ning...Ningyan...come on...Weiwei...hurry up..."
Grabbing Ningze's neck, Li Weiwei, her almond-shaped eyes still half-closed, spread her beautiful legs apart. Her skirt and panties
had been removed at some point, leaving only her shirt-clad upper body and stocking-clad legs, lying across Wang Ningze
's face, determined to shatter his reason.
Her two legs, clad in black stockings, were spread in an M-shape. Li Weiwei's snow-white hands reached down to Wang Ningze's crotch,
actively unbuckling his belt. She couldn't wait any longer; she needed her "Wang Ningyan," right
now.
Push away Sister Weiwei, push away Sister Weiwei, a voice in his head screamed desperately, but it seemed to
grow weaker and weaker. Wang Ning felt his blood rushing to his head, replacing the
voice that had just told him to push her away. Another voice, clearer and clearer, questioned him: Who is this woman in front of him? Sister-in-law? My brother's
woman? My own Sister Weiwei? No, no, none of those. She is just Li Weiwei, she is... she is
Li Weiwei who belongs only to me now!
Answering this question loudly in his mind, Wang Ning threw everything else out of his mind, unbuckled his belt
, and pounced on Li Weiwei's body, which reeked of alcohol.
"Ning... Ningyan..."
Without answering Li Weiwei's surprised sigh, Wang Ning pressed his penis against the exposed
lips of her parted legs, let out a low moan, and thrust his erect penis straight into that warm, tight vagina.
"Ah... Ning... Ning Yan... is in... Weiwei... Weiwei is so happy..."
Her arms wrapped around Wang Ningze's back like an octopus, Li Weiwei's legs also draped around his waist.
Finally receiving the favor of her beloved man, she never wanted to let go of her "Ning Yan."
Ningze's penis filled Li Weiwei's cavity, and moist nectar flowed continuously from her opening
, gradually soaking the snow-white sheets beneath them with Wang Ningze's movements.
"Ah... um... Ning Yan... so good... love... Weiwei properly..."
"Ah... Weiwei... I want... to be... fucked to death by... Ning Yan... ah... Weiwei... is Ning Yan's thing
... forever... forever..."
"Ning Yan... love Weiwei properly... let Weiwei get pregnant... pregnant with... Ning Yan's child
... let Weiwei follow Ning Yan forever... be... your slave... ah..."
Constantly thrusting, yet only cruelly listening to the woman beneath him calling out another man
's name in her dazed state, Wang Ning closed his eyes tightly, letting tears flow from the corners of his eyes, burying his head
between Li Weiwei's large breasts that exuded a milky fragrance, seeking unrealistic comfort.
Suddenly, her trembling pink nipples were bitten, and Li Weiwei felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, causing her
to convulse with an indescribable pleasure. Her beautiful legs tightened around the man's waist, and the vaginal muscles inside her
began to involuntarily squeeze the hot penis from all sides, as if trying their best
to extract the essence of life.
"Please... you... Ningyan... shoot inside... let Weiwei... Weiwei get pregnant... please
..."
Her beloved woman was begging for another man's semen in a lowly way. Holding that warm, soft body tightly, Wang Ning
began to sob. Why, why, even after all this, Sister Weiwei, can't you forget your brother?
"Ah... Ning... Ningyan... please... please shoot inside..."
Li Weiwei shyly closed her beautiful eyes, her head swaying, and she couldn't help but bite her snow-white
fingers with her small mouth. Her soft, slender waist twisted and turned in rhythm with the contractions of her vaginal muscles, urging
the man on top of her to ejaculate quickly.
"Weiwei... I... love you..."
"Ningyan... I... love you too... ah..."
Before Li Weiwei could finish her sentence, through her blurred tears, Wang Ningze's penis pressed against
the cervix deep inside her vagina, shooting scalding semen into Li Weiwei's uterus...

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