Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Glory and Troubles of a Petty Thug

Li Yi lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. His cheeks were sunken, his face pale, and his eyes had lost
their former sparkle. He looked dazed, barely breathing.
He had ejaculated six times in two hours, plus the three times during the day, making a total of nine times in one day. If this continued
, he feared he would truly die from exhaustion.
Moreover, his groin was a mess, covered in milky white semen, and his penis was limp,
unable to stand even under the caress of Li Yurou's exquisite hands.
But Li Yurou still seemed unsatisfied, her right hand naturally kneading the sticky penis, her eyes languid,
a devilish smile playing on her lips.
"What's wrong, my dear brother? Weren't you quite capable? How come you're so easily worn out? You can't even handle this?"
"Sister, please forgive me, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."
"Wrong? What did you do wrong? You did nothing wrong."
Her right hand stroked his penis, while her jade-like left hand placed under his testicles and gently pinched them. A tingling sensation
quickly spread throughout his body from his tailbone. Li Yi gritted his teeth, gripped the sheets tightly, and trembled. His previously limp penis
slowly began to rise.
"Sister, I was really wrong, I really can't do it anymore, or I'll bleed."
Li Yurou smiled, her fair, jade-like hands releasing his penis. Li Yi couldn't help but let out a long breath. But unexpectedly,
Li Yurou grabbed the hem of her fluffy lace skirt with both hands and slowly lifted it up. Her
voluptuous legs, encased in black stockings, were gradually revealed, filled with ambiguity and temptation in the dim light
.
With a gulp, Li Yi swallowed, his eyes widening, his penis
hardening slightly.
Li Yurou turned her face to the side, revealing a devilish smile.
"Good brother, haven't you always said your sister's legs are beautiful? Do you think they're beautiful?"
She lifted her skirt, bathed in a hazy light, her pretty face slightly flushed, her pearly teeth lightly biting her lower lip, her expression a mix of
reproach and allure, her almond eyes half-open, half-closed, carrying a hint of resentment, standing before him like a beautiful fox spirit. Li Yi was practically going crazy. Was this really his sister? Had she been 　　possessed by
some unsatisfied female ghost ? 　　"Good brother, do you think I'm beautiful?" 　　Her head was slightly raised, her eyes alluring, even her voice had become sweet and cloying. This was no longer the sister who usually maintained the airs 　　of a teacher; she was practically a seductive fox spirit straight out of a ghost story. 　　Li Yurou swayed her slender waist and climbed onto the hospital bed. Lifting her skirt, she mimicked Leng Yan's movements, 　　kneeling on either side of Li Yi's thighs with her two beautiful legs clad in black stockings. Leaning forward, she placed her small hands on the bed, arching her back like a 　　seductive little cat, slowly crawling towards her younger brother. 　　Her small hands rested on either side of Li Yi's head, her flushed face close to his, countless strands of hair falling 　　down, brushing against his face, making him feel itchy, and his heart itched too. 　　"Good brother, is this how you played this afternoon?" 　　The siblings were so close that even with her lips slightly parted, he could smell the faint fragrance of orchids. Combined with 　　his sister's orchid-and-musk scent, Li Yi was almost driven mad. His penis, already ravaged several times, instantly 　　hardened. 　　"Do you want your sister to be like that with you?" 　　The 　　words echoed in Li Yi's mind, leaving his head completely blank. He wondered 　　, " 　　When 　　have I ever heard my sister speak so gently, so sweetly, like she's sucking on a candy? " " 　　Mmm 　　," Li Yi nodded vigorously, tears welling in his eyes. 　　Li Yurou's cherry-red lips suddenly curved upwards, forming a cat-like shape. She raised her right hand, her slender, white 　　fingertips lightly touching his nose, and laughed, "Dream on." 　　Li Yi was petrified, speechless for a long time. 　　"Hahaha, ah!" 　　Li Yurou laughed loudly, straightening up, her pink arms raised high, swaying her slender waist, stretching 　　languidly and alluringly. 　　Li Yi felt a mixture of relief and disappointment. Just as he was wondering what his sister wanted to do, two slender, 　　delicate black silk-stockinged feet were already placed on either side of his thighs. The adorable, vermilion-like toes, encased in black silk, moved like 　　a pianist's fingers, one by one, onto his thick, erect penis. 　　Li Yi couldn't help but gasp, his eyes widening, his upper body jerking up violently. The sensation was almost unbearable 　　. 　　Li Yurou revealed a mysterious and alluring smile, her two cute black silk-stockinged feet coming together, the arched 　　insteps forming an enticing little opening. 　　Li Yi trembled all over as the two black silk-stockinged feet slowly slid down his glans, the cool, slippery sensation sending shivers down his spine 　　, and a viscous fluid involuntarily seeped from the urethral opening. 　　"Does it feel good for you, sister?" Her voice was ambiguous and seductive, a far cry from the 　　Li Yurou who was a model teacher. 　　Li Yi turned his face away, his eyes tightly shut, his hands gripping the sheets tightly, not daring to even breathe 　　. 　　Silky black-stockinged feet slid along his engorged penis, from the glans to the base, his cute toes 　　playfully tapping on his folded testicles, sending another convulsion through Li Yi. 　　The black-stockinged feet slowly rose, sliding down to the glans, then suddenly slid 　　back up, the speed increasing with each thrust. 　　"Ugh!" 　　Li Yi's eyes widened, staring intently at his sister's two black-stockinged feet, pressed together like a tightly closed 　　, tender vagina, rapidly stroking his engorged penis. Looking at his sister's flushed face, 　　her pearly teeth gently biting her lower lip, completely like a shy little girl, he simply couldn't believe that his devilishly beautiful 　　sister would do such a thing for him. 　　Silky-smooth little feet slid faster and faster onto the penis, the large glans peeking out from between the black-stockinged feet, the scene...

The scene was lewd and alluring, a double pleasure of body and sight that made him lose all sense of direction. Before long,
he felt his penis swell, and the urge to ejaculate surged like a tidal wave.
Just as his testicles tightened, about to ejaculate, two small, black-stockinged feet suddenly stopped stroking and
left his penis. Li Yi's heart felt like it was being scratched by a kitten, and he couldn't help but look up and shout, "Sister, don't
stop, don't stop, hurry!"
He didn't know that his sister's vagina was already overflowing with desire, the tender flesh inside constantly writhing, not
far from orgasm.
Li Yurou and her husband hadn't been married long, and they were already living apart. If she were a young woman, it wouldn't have been so bad,
but she had already experienced the pleasures of sex. Although she wasn't like those promiscuous women,
she could guard her heart but not her body. Late at night, when no one was around, she had secretly masturbated a few times, but that
was like trying to quench her thirst with a mirage.
When her younger brother's unusually thick penis, far larger than her husband's, was being manipulated by her black-stockinged feet
, Li Yurou realized that she was not only his sister, but also a woman. Her heart pounded wildly
, her face flushed, and she vaguely sensed that her private parts
were already overflowing with fluid.
The penis, covered in veins, throbbed incessantly, and she could clearly feel the burning
heat on the soles of her delicate feet. She felt both ashamed and anxious, knowing she shouldn't be doing this, but she couldn't stop, and her
black-stockinged feet moved faster and faster. As the manipulation continued, her heart pounded like a kitten's tickle, growing increasingly
itchy, and her fair, smooth skin gradually turned a seductive pink.
Li Yurou, who had initially tormented her brother with a vengeful attitude, now struggled between ethics and morality, becoming
a slave to desire. On one hand, she warned herself that she shouldn't continue, but her two little feet just would
n't stop. Even worse, her honeypot grew increasingly itchy, overflowing with moisture, and she even faintly craved
the insertion of her younger brother's hard, thick penis.
Her face flushed, her breathing became increasingly rapid, and she bit her lower lip tightly, as if desperately trying to
suppress the shameful sounds that escaped her lips. Every nerve in her body
became abnormally sensitive because of the thick, hot penis between her legs, and her beautiful toes, encased in stockings, twisted violently with shame and pleasure.
Just as the penis swelled violently and was about to ejaculate, Li Yurou, as if possessed,
moved her black-stockinged feet away from the penis, her body involuntarily shifting forward, and sat on his lap,
only centimeters away from his penis.
The gates of chastity had been pushed open by desire, and ethics, along with shame, had crumbled.
Her fluffy lace miniskirt was lifted, revealing her silky, voluptuous black-stockinged thighs pressed tightly together, trapping his penis
between them. Through the black stockings and panties, it pressed against her already overflowing vulva, moving rapidly.
Li Yi watched his penis thrust in and out between his sister's black-stockinged legs, the glans peeking out intermittently. He could even feel
her pink petals already parted, her juices flowing freely. "
I can't do this, I can't do this,"
Li Yurou cried out to herself, but her body was completely out of control, rubbing faster and faster. The thick, hard
, hot penis pressed against her vulva, rubbing rapidly, the angular glans scraping against the petals. The stockings and
panties were thin, and with even a little force, one could feel the shape of the large glans, as if it would pierce through the stockings
and panties at any moment, violently penetrating her vulva.
Never before had she imagined she would do something so bold. A wave of shame and pleasure washed over every
nerve in her body. Li Yurou's heart pounded wildly, her mind went blank, her vision
blurred, and her consciousness faded. She could only let her two full, shapely legs, clad in black stockings,
rub against the erect penis rapidly.
A forbidden and shameful pleasure swept through her body, leaving her numb and weak. This pleasure
was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, surpassing even the
combined pleasure she had received from every time she made love with her husband.
Li Yurou's consciousness seemed to have flown out of her mind; the whole world seemed to consist only of
the hot penis throbbing rapidly between her legs. Her delicate petals were already soaked with the gushing nectar, yet she felt
thirsty. The faster the penis rubbed against her, the thirstier she became.
This couldn't go on. She had to stop, she had to stop.
The more she warned herself, the more her body resisted, grinding faster and faster.
Finally, under the dual stimulation of shame and pleasure, Li Yurou reached an unprecedented climax. Streams of scalding
nectar gushed mercilessly from her uterus, her two full, black-stockinged thighs convulsed, and her slender
body trembled incessantly.
At the same time, the penis, after a surge of swelling, ejaculated hot, thick semen, which exploded in the air like fireworks
before scattering onto her shapely, long, black-stockinged legs.
...
The once vibrant and beautiful ward suddenly became quiet. The siblings remained frozen, looking at
each other, neither speaking.
The penis continued to throb unconsciously.
Li Yurou tried to get up, but her body felt limp, as if drained of all strength. It took a long time
for Li Yurou to recover from her climax. She was both ashamed and anxious, her teeth clenched, her face flushed
as if it were about to bleed. She couldn't understand how she had suddenly become so lewd. Had she been
infected by her scoundrel brother?
Seeing her blushing and indignant appearance, Li Yi's anger flared up instantly. He couldn't
help but chuckle inwardly. Just moments ago he was in despair, but the tide had turned so quickly. His sister, originally a
vengeful figure, was giving him unprecedented pleasure, even surpassing the pleasure
of their previous intimate encounter. Driven by greed, Li Yi shifted his gaze to his sister's blushing face and began
to lust after her cherry-red lips.
Li Yurou seemed to see through his thoughts. She was both anxious and angry, wanting to beat him up, but
her body was too weak to muster any strength. She dared not stay any longer; if she remained here any longer, who knew what might happen...
She was bound to do something immoral.
Li Yurou used all her strength, struggling and carefully, to step over Li Yi. When she sat on
the hospital bed, her feet touching the ground as she tried to stand, she felt weak all over, her legs powerless. Luckily,
she grabbed the bedpost in time, otherwise she would have collapsed to the ground.
Sitting on the bed, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but her chest
heaved violently, her breasts, encased in her t-shirt, rising and falling, round and perky, even the
two small nipples faintly visible.
Li Yi stared dumbfounded at his sister until she took out tissues from her backpack and
carefully wiped away the semen stains remaining on her black stockings and clothes. Li Yi understood that tonight was over
; he felt a mixture of relief and disappointment.
After tidying her clothes, Li Yurou, ignoring the dampness between her legs, slung her bag over her shoulder and said,
"You stay here by yourself, I'm leaving."
Seeing her about to leave without looking back, Li Yi hurriedly reached out and shouted, "Hey, sis, you're just leaving like that?
Hey, what are you doing here?"
Unfortunately, the wind howled and the Yi River was cold; the beauty was gone, never to return.
...
Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound in his sleep. Li Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes with a worried expression,
carefully picked up his phone and glanced at it: 3:30. What was going on?
The ward door was pushed open, and the lights came on. After a brief commotion, several
doctors in white coats and several men in black suits pushed in a stretcher. The person lying on the stretcher
was like Li Yi—no, even worse—covered in bandages from head to toe, even his head was wrapped tightly,
only his large eyes showing.
This was a double room. Since the bed next to it was empty, Li Yi was the only one in the room during the day.
Unexpectedly, a fellow patient was brought to him in the middle of the night.
The group carried the man to the bed next to it, and then the beautiful nurse came in. She
whispered a few words in his ear and gently stroked his forehead with her delicate, white hand.
Her expression wasn't as cold as when she treated Li Yi; instead, it was full of feminine tenderness.
The nurse waved to the others, and the doctors and men in black obediently left the room,
closing the door carefully before leaving, as if she were the hospital director, not a nurse.
After everyone else left, the nurse carefully
tucked the blanket around the patient, who was wrapped up like a mummy, and adjusted the pillow. She said with concern, "Although
the bandages will be removed in a few days, you must be very careful and not careless."
The man nodded.
"Is it uncomfortable anywhere?"
He shook his head.
"Want some water?" the nurse continued.
The man shook his head.
Li Yi noticed that she was completely different from how she had been during the day. Now, she was incredibly gentle
and caring towards the patient, radiating the glow of an angel in white.
The nurse suddenly looked up and gave him a cold look.
"Don't get any bad ideas,"
Li Yi nodded knowingly. Judging from her tone, if she had a gun, she would have
shot him already.
The nurse whispered a few more words in the man's ear, then got up and said, "Go to sleep early, I'm going out now.
Goodnight."
The light was turned off again. Li Yi wanted to take a closer look at the new patient, but the sudden
darkness rendered him blind. He moved his pillow, settled himself, and drifted back to sleep.
...
"Be good, open your mouth. Ah!"
"Ah!" Li
Yi, eyes closed, instinctively opened his mouth wide, but after a long while nothing was fed to him, he finally
realized what was happening and hurriedly opened his sleepy eyes. The sunlight was blinding. He picked up his phone and saw it was already 8:30 in the morning
.
The nurse was sitting on a chair next to the bed, holding a bowl of porridge and carefully
feeding the patient with a spoon. It seemed she was the one who had said "open your mouth" earlier; she was so gentle that Li Yi had mistaken it for Feng
Yingying.
Watching the nurse spoon-feed the patient, Li Yi's stomach rumbled.
He thought, "Sigh, I'm so sick I can't even get out of bed, and nobody's taking care of me. Where's my older sister? Where's Yingying?"
Especially so early in the morning, his penis, ravaged all night, was hard again, and he had
a full bladder; he might need to poop soon.
After the nurse finished feeding him a bowl of porridge, she softly asked, "Would you like more?"
The man shook his head.
Li Yi interjected, "Sister, I'm hungry."
"Go to the cafeteria yourself."
Without turning her head, her tone was icy, a completely different person.
Li Yi nodded, then said, "Sister, I need to pee."
"Hold it in."
The nurse finished cleaning up the dishes, got up, and left the bedside, not even glancing at him once.
Li Yi felt resentful. How could there be such a huge difference in treatment between people sharing the same ward? Was it because he
had more bandages than him?
Li Yi turned to look at the man next to him, who was covered in bandages. Only his eyes and mouth were visible, so
his appearance and age were unclear. As if sensing Li Yi's gaze, the man turned his eyes back at him. He had a pair of
clear, bright eyes, watery yet icy, his gaze so sharp, almost unlike a normal
person.
Could he be an assassin? But judging from his build, he seemed to be a teenager.
"Hi, hello." Li Yi greeted him with a smile, but the man turned his eyes away.
"I was hospitalized because I got into a fight. What about you?"
The man didn't answer.
"You weren't in a fight too, were you?"
The man still didn't answer.
For some reason, the more silent he became, the more Li Yi wanted to coax him into talking.
"My name is Li Yi, what's yours?"
There was no reply for a long time.
"What's your name? Hmm… want me to give you a name? Hmm… how about we call you Mummy?"
He simply closed his eyes.
Li Yi mumbled a few more nonsense remarks, but the man seemed not to hear him at all, his eyes closed, motionless
, just like a mummy.
They spent the whole morning in this boredom, and not a single person came. His older sister was fine, but what about Feng
Yingying? And Leng Yan, had she already left?
He called, but no one answered…
At noon, the nurse returned again, ignoring him as always, and went straight to the 'Mummy
', whispering a few words in his ear. Strangely, the man didn't say anything; his lips
didn't even move. The nurse, however, had a knowing look on her face and nodded slightly.
Then, the two of them turned to look at Li Yi. Their gazes were cold and filled with disdain, as if they were looking at
...a cockroach.
Li Yi, somewhat flustered by their stares, asked, "What's wrong?"
"Get out," the nurse's voice was icy.
Li Yi was both amused and exasperated. If he could leave, he would have already done so; why was he still lying here?
The nurse seemed to realize her request was unlikely to be granted. Her bright eyes darted
around, and with a 'creak,' she pulled up the white curtain between the two beds.
The nurse's beautiful, slender figure moved about on the white curtain, seemingly doing something.
Just then, the door opened. Li Yi's heart leaped with joy, thinking it was the nurse, and he hurriedly turned around,
only to find it was He Man'er.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. Was this some kind of stage for a Peking Opera performance? One act ends, another begins?

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