【Return】(03) 【Author: (sfl0) Dr. Buwen】

Author: (sfl0) Dr. Buwen
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【Chapter 3 Drinking】
"Alright! Let you try, you little devil! But I can't guarantee I'll keep my promise." Under the light,
I noticed for the first time that my aunt had applied light eyeshadow, making her eyes look bigger and more alluring.
"Hey, how can you break your promise before the bet even starts?" Knowing she was half-joking, my hands
continued to boldly linger on her beautiful legs.
"See? That's why you don't have a girlfriend. Women never keep their promises. Hehe!"
I thought of a new trick, withdrew my hands, put my index fingers together to my lips, breathed on them, and winked at her wickedly
. This trick worked perfectly. Auntie San was terrified of being tickled; the moment she saw my movement, she warily pulled
her arms back, tightly hugging her chest. Before I could even reach out, she begged, "Okay, okay, I promise I won't
go back on my word." Actually, I wanted her to hold out a little longer so I could openly grope her breasts.
A moment later, two waitresses entered, one of whom was the one who had run away earlier. The two crane-like beauties
struck several poses of spreading their wings. Judging from their shoulder, neck, waist, and leg movements, they had only received basic
training and hadn't truly studied dance. Their movements were skillful, but lacked the graceful fluidity of Yuan Min's, and naturally, the
allure. Suddenly, the two girls turned and pushed aside a "giant rock" by the door, revealing a hole. Together, they
carried out a covered plate from inside, apparently connected to a lift leading to the kitchen downstairs.
The girl who had run away earlier lifted the silver lid, revealing a plate of dried eel arranged like two cranes flying over mountains and rivers
.
"Two cranes dancing in pairs, please enjoy your meal!" The new waitress announced the menu.
Just as the two were about to leave the private room, I stopped them. "Excuse me, please wait a moment, I have something
I'd like to ask you." My aunt, standing beside me, lowered her head shyly, her right hand grasping my wrist
, trembling slightly.
"Does the number of people you serve have anything to do with the dishes?"
"I'm sorry, sir! I don't quite understand what you mean," the waitress who announced the menu replied.
"I mean, this dish has two cranes in it, so two of you came in. If later there's a dish called '
Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea,' will eight of you come in?"
"Hehe!" Both waitresses laughed. The one who announced the menu replied, "Sir, you're joking!
We only serve two people in our private rooms. Even if you order 'Eighteen Arhats,' it's still just the two of us."
"Oh, I see." I nodded casually. "Thank you for your hard work!" Seeing that I had
n't gotten to the point, my aunt mischievously pinched me with her fingernail; she was clearly also concerned about this issue. I deliberately
dragged things out a bit, making her itchy with anticipation. Now, of course, I knew to strike while the iron was hot and quickly brought up the crucial question
:
"By the way, I have another important question I'd like to ask you. My girlfriend and I..." As I spoke
, I raised my left arm and put my arm around my aunt's shoulder, letting her head rest slightly on my neck. Seeing that she didn't resist,
I continued, "We're getting married soon, but she always feels we're not a good match. Do you two think
we look like a couple?" Before I could finish, my aunt had already secretly pinched my thigh, but only
lightly.
Two waitresses quickly said, "Sir and Miss, you are a perfect match, a match made in heaven!" The
one who had run away earlier suddenly asked, "Have you booked your wedding banquet yet? Why don't you come here? The environment and service are excellent!
There's a discount for booking online three months in advance." She was quite good at attracting business.
"I also think we're a perfect match, but she always feels pressured because she's older than me. I
prefer my wife to be a little older than me, what do you think?" I emphasized the word "wife," and Auntie San
buried her head in my chest in exasperation. "By the way, you two take turns this time, so my
fiancée doesn't feel like you're just giving me the runaround."
"I'll go first!" The one who had run away suddenly forgot her nervousness and answered first, "Sir
, you're absolutely right. As the saying goes, 'A woman one year older brings good fortune; a woman two years older brings wealth; a woman three years older brings wealth; a woman
four years older brings longevity; a woman five years older brings early riches; a woman six years older brings endless joy…'"
"Oh! You have good eyesight! How did you know my wife is six years older than me?"
I quickly interrupted her while she paused.
"Ah? I was just reciting an old saying, how would I know that! I think this lady is only two or three years older than you, sir
." She was quite adept at handling things.
"No, I think this young lady looks even younger than the gentleman. If you hadn't said it was a May-December romance,
I wouldn't have believed it! And the young lady is so beautiful, like a big star, and the gentleman is so handsome, they're a perfect match
!" The one who recited the menu finally got her chance to shine.
Having achieved the effect I wanted, to avoid saying too much, I praised them a few times and sent them away
.
"You're clearly cheating!" As soon as the waitress left, my aunt immediately left my embrace and protested
.
"I didn't! Tell me yourself, did I mention 'young' or 'beautiful'? It was all the waitress
's words." I grinned from ear to ear. "Come on, my dear wife, have some food first!
" Saying this, I picked up a piece of eel and brought it to my aunt's lips, while secretly hoping to put something else in her
mouth.
"Xiao Bao, you can't talk nonsense like that! We agreed you'd only call me 'sister,' don't push your luck and
mess things up!" Auntie San suddenly said seriously.
This was exactly what I wanted; at least today I needed to solidify the "sister" title so I could really
push my luck and get to the bottom of things later! I quickly nodded and admitted my mistake, "Hehe, just kidding, just kidding! Come on..."
"Come on, my beautiful sister Ting, try a bite of the eel strips! Just to save face for your little brother."
Seeing me admit my mistake, Sister Ting's expression softened again. She hesitated for a moment before leaning over and taking a bite of
the eel strips. I pretended to misjudge and pushed the chopsticks a little deeper into her mouth. Before she could react, I
quickly pulled the chopsticks out. She was pulled back and forth by me, the chopsticks going in and out of her light
rose-colored lips, as if she were giving me oral sex. Finally, she got a little impatient. I knew when to stop and quickly
pulled the chopsticks out. Watching her fragrant tongue brush against the tip of the chopsticks, I was already erect.
For a moment, the atmosphere became a little awkward. Fortunately, the second dish, "Blooming Prosperity," arrived. Seeing
Sister Ting's face flushed red, the two waiters suppressed their laughter, quickly placed the plate down, and left.
Sister Ting picked up a piece of duck tongue arranged in the shape of flower petals, took a small bite, chewed slowly, then stopped,
as if savoring it. A faint smile appeared on her lips; she seemed quite satisfied with the dish.
"Sister Ting, you eat so beautifully, a bit like Audrey Hepburn." This was my heartfelt remark.
"Ahem..." Sister Ting seemed still somewhat shaken from the previous atmosphere, coughing lightly before saying, "
You're so sweet-talking!" She stopped after saying those four words, gazing intently at me, as if trying to see more through my eyes
.
Ten years ago, I had already learned to control every muscle in my body at will, and I immediately adopted the expression of a young virgin filled with admiration and adoration
, a few tears welling up in the corners of my eyes—truly a display of deep affection.
Sister Ting suddenly closed her eyes, swallowing the remaining food in her mouth. Watching the movement of her throat as she swallowed, I couldn't
help but imagine her seductive manner when she swallowed my semen later.
"Xiao Bao, how about we get some beer? We can chat a bit longer!" As the saying goes, alcohol is a matchmaker, and Sister Ting's words were exactly
what I wanted.
The dishes were all served, and so were the drinks. I gentlemanly poured her a beer about seven or eight-tenths full before
filling mine to nine-tenths. Then, raising my glass with a smile, I said, "Sister Ting, may you always be so young and beautiful!"
"Thank you, Xiao Bao!" Sister Ting came over and clinked glasses with me, then downed her drink in one gulp. I was a little surprised
, but considering her job, she must have a lot of social engagements, so being able to drink was normal. And considering my current status
, I should also have a decent capacity for alcohol, so I also downed a glass.
"Another one!" Sister Ting poured us both a full glass, then raised her glass and said, "Xiao Bao, I wish you even more
handsome!"
"Thank you, Sister!" We downed another glass.
Before I could say anything more, Sister Ting poured more beer and raised her glass again: "I hope my Xiao Bao will never have to suffer again
!" Hearing this, my heart softened, and I almost cried. With a determined effort, I raised my glass and replied
, "Sister, you too! Let's never suffer again!" We both downed our drinks in one gulp.
Six glasses of wine later, the bottle was empty. Sister Ting opened another bottle for herself, but I reached out and stopped her, saying softly:
"Sister Ting, let's drink slowly. This isn't a business drinking session. Let's eat more and talk more!"
Sister Ting moved the bottle away from my hand, lowered her head, and bit her lip slightly. "I know you care about me, but I
really want to drink right now. I'll talk to you properly after I've had my fill!" She then looked up at me, her eyes brimming
with tears. Seeing my somewhat bewildered expression, she slowly uttered three more words: "Please!"
Although I felt a little reluctant, I was also very curious about what she was about to say. I reached out and took the bottle away, nodding and saying, "
Okay! I'll pour the beer. I'll definitely drink with you. I'll do anything you want, as long as you're willing!"
Before I knew it, a case of twelve bottles of beer had been finished. Sister Ting's movements slowed down noticeably, and her eyes became less bright
. I took the opportunity to grasp her right hand, put my mouth to her ear, and lightly touched her already reddened
earlobe. She made a humming sound and then said, "The wine's all gone! Another case! Another case!"
Luckily, her voice wasn't loud, and the waiter outside didn't hear her. I whispered in her ear, "Sister
, sweetie, let's talk first before we drink, okay?"
"Ugh...no, no, I want to drink." She was acting like a naughty child.
"No, you can't drink if you don't tell me. I'll drink with you after you tell me, and I'll drink with you every day from now on, no problem.
" I said, pressing my lips against her earlobe.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, but you can't go back on your word!" The tickling sensation on her earlobe made her a little uncomfortable.
"Hmm!"
"Hey, Xiaobao, I've always thought of you as a younger brother, after all, I'm only ten years older than you."
"Yes, sister, you're my most beloved sister!"
"We're the two most unfortunate people!" As she spoke, Sister Ting placed her left hand in mine as well. "Do you know
? You only know that you lost your mother when you were little, and your father is practically nonexistent,
spending all his time drinking and painting..." I secretly added in my mind: He even knows how to mess around with women!
"You all think I'm very happy, a little nurse married to a scientist, and a rich second-
generation at that, it should be like a sparrow flying to the top of a golden branch! But what's the reality? Your third uncle is eight years older than me, I didn't think
much of it at the time, I even thought older men would be more caring. I never imagined that although he's eight years older than me, his mental
age is probably eight years younger than mine, no, it should be said that he's even younger than you. If you consider him my younger brother, then he's practically
my son." Ah? I knew my third uncle wasn't very good at taking care of the family, but I didn't expect it to be even worse!
"Not only is he completely incapable of housework, but his mind is solely focused on his lab. If any student has a problem
, he's more anxious than if I were seriously ill! Just like your father—one loves painting, the other loves experiments
. No, that's not right. All the men in your Xing family are the same. Grandpa loves making money, and my eldest brother loves opera, but
they found the right partners who share their interests, allowing them to be of one mind and live harmoniously. But what about your third uncle? After almost ten
years of marriage, he doesn't even know what clothes I like to wear or what I like to eat!"
I never imagined that the seemingly perfect couple in my eyes would have such disharmony behind the scenes. I couldn't help but
speak up for my third uncle: "Auntie, it's not quite the same. Scientists are often a bit obsessive. It's not that he
doesn't love you; he just can't manage the relationship between you and his experiments."
"I used to think that way too, believing that a man's most important thing is his career, and a woman's task is to take care of..."
"He only cares about his family. He only cares about his career, he has no family in his heart, and he doesn't care about me at all!" Sister Ting's voice was already
trembling with tears.
"No way! Maybe Uncle San is not good at expressing himself, and you misunderstood, sister!"
"Him! Do you know? In all these years, he has probably lived in our new house for less than a month in total, and
we have eaten together less than ten times! The laboratory is his home, and those flashing machines are his
wife! You don't know... Hey! Order some more beer!" This time I didn't stop her, because I felt that she wanted to use
the alcohol to say something to me.
Another case of beer was carried in, and one of the waiters, seeing that Sister Ting was obviously drunk and had tears in her eyes
, asked, "Miss, would you like a bowl of hangover soup?"
"No, no, we are having a good time drinking!"
"I think you are a little..."
"It's okay, my sister has pre-wedding jitters!" I quickly interrupted the kind-hearted waiter, who also
tactfully did not say anything more and carried the empty beer case out.
After another cup and a half, Sister Ting continued, "Xiao Bao, do you know what? You said you're a virgin! Your third
uncle isn't a virgin, but... but he's practically a virgin!" This was truly the truth coming out after drinking; without the courage of alcohol
, Sister Ting definitely wouldn't have said it!
"This... this is unlikely!? You two had Xiao Yu after all!" Xiao Yu was my little cousin, Xing Yu.
Although I'd never met her, I'd heard she was beautiful and intelligent, and everyone in the Xing family loved her. She became
an important link in rebuilding the relationship between my third uncle and his family. Unfortunately, fate is unpredictable. On her seventh birthday, my third uncle and his
wife took her on a boat trip, but tragically, she fell into the water and drowned. It's said that when their bodies were found, they were already flattened like steamed buns
. Xiao Yu was a permanent source of pain for my third uncle and his wife; no one dared mention her normally . I only brought it up because I was genuinely curious
. Sure
enough, as soon as the words "Xiao Yu" left my lips, Sister Ting let out a soft sob and convulsed, then buried her head in my chest
, gripping my arm tightly with both hands. Soon I felt my chest getting wet. I gently
stroked her slightly disheveled hair and comforted her, "Sister, don't be sad. Maybe it's all just a misunderstanding! Sometimes
things aren't important. Since they're gone, the two of us who are still here should cherish each other even more.
"
Sister Ting cried for a while before lifting up, taking my left arm with her right hand, and wiping away her tears with her left hand as
she said, "There are some things that should have been kept in my heart forever, but I have to say them today! Otherwise, after today,
I might never have the courage to say them again, and... and I might never find anyone to say them to again!"
"How could that be? As long as you want to say it, Sister, I, Xing Kun, am always willing to listen!"
"Don't interrupt! A good man doesn't interrupt a woman!" Looking at her cute face, blushing and pretending to be angry with me
, I really wanted to kiss her. Unfortunately, she continued, "On our wedding night, he was
completely clueless, forcing me, a woman, to take the initiative and seduce him. After that, every time we did it was
like forcing him to complete a difficult task, with a pained expression on his face, counting each thrust. Sometimes, seeing his furrowed
brow made me want to die! Am I, Zhu Yuting, really that unattractive?"
"No way!? Sister Ting, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and the most charming!" I quickly flattered her
.
"Unfortunately, he's not like you! Xing Guoyong doesn't understand any of this. Since our daughter was born, he's acted like he'd completed
a revolutionary mission, never touching me again. I'm a woman, at this age, I can't exactly beg my
husband to sleep with me, can I!?" Hmm! I had absolutely no way to respond to that, Sister Ting!
Sister Ting didn't seem to need my answer. She downed the rest of her glass in one gulp and continued, "Let me
tell you a secret. Your uncle isn't as good as you think. He likes to have affairs outside. For a while, your aunt
was afraid of catching an STD from him, so she secretly came to me for some medicine. But at the time, I was actually envious of them
. After all, they were a couple and they still had sex. I don't even have the chance to catch an STD!" As she spoke, tears
welled up in her eyes again, and I quickly handed her a tissue.
"I never thought my uncle was this kind of person. Every time he came back to Linjiang, he would secretly invite my dad and me to dinner. I always
thought he was a good person!" I always thought that with Xing Cui's feisty and fierce personality, she would keep her husband
tightly under control. I never expected that she would also have a wild horse running free.
"Sigh, men! How many are good?! They're either cheating on their wives or refusing to eat the good ones
! Slowly, women start to go bad too. Your aunt cheated on her husband with a PE teacher at her school
. Zhang Qin found out and got a few guys to beat the PE teacher up."
"I've never heard of this before!"
"Of course! The PE teacher transferred voluntarily, and the school tried to cover it up. How
could anyone else know? But after that, your aunt started seeing male prostitutes. You know what a male prostitute is.
Zhang Qin didn't care; he said sex was allowed, but no romance, just that condoms had to be used. Hey! Your aunt even
tried to persuade me to go find male prostitutes, but of course, I'd never agree!" I didn't expect that bitch Xing Cui had such tastes
; this was actually a useful clue.
"No way! Sister Ting, you're such a virtuous and self-respecting woman, how could you possibly be pursuing the same person as Xing Cui
!"
"Sigh! Although I've never gone to a gigolo, I've come to realize that things don't necessarily have to be initiated by the man
, right?! I started downloading those... um... porn videos online to study, and I even bought a lot of sexy
lingerie online, hoping to pique your third uncle's interest! Unfortunately... he still only loves his lab. Sometimes I really
feel that I, Zhu Yuting, am last in his heart." At this point, Sister Ting burst into tears
.
"No, your third uncle definitely still loves you very much!" I quickly comforted her.
"Hey, you know what? Let me tell you another secret. I originally planned to tell you this secret after you found a job
. Your third uncle owns 7% of Rongxing's shares. Originally, when the shares were distributed, each child received
5%, and since my sister-in-law has always contributed to the company, we had no objection to giving her 3%. Your third uncle thought that your father didn't have..."
He used the excuse of his significant contributions to the lab to insist on getting an extra 2%, thinking that after the old man passed away, he
could get 3% of the shares for your father.
My third uncle was incredibly good to us, father and son, but I was thinking of hooking up with his widow. Wouldn't that be
a bit ungrateful? No, he completely failed in his duties as a husband to his wife in bed, and I have to help my third uncle fulfill that
, so that my lovely third aunt—Sister Ting—can regain her happiness! Yes, that's it. I didn't
do anything wrong! And it's a win-win situation! Thinking of this, I downed a glass of wine.
Seeing that I had drunk some wine, Sister Ting also took a sip and said, "Now that your third uncle is gone, his will states
that he left you 2% of the shares, and I also left 2%, and the remaining 3%
was donated as a research fund for his lab! Neither of us were as important to him as his lab! Don't you think we're the most unfortunate
people?!" Given his third uncle's passion for research, it's already a kindness that he didn't donate everything. If it were my father,
he probably would have donated it all to some art studio or museum. His son's fate, or even whether he himself would have food to eat,
wouldn't matter! These two brothers truly are worthy of each other!
Surprisingly, I actually have 2% of the shares. This discovery truly makes me both happy and worried! Happy because my third uncle
is so good to me, worried because I originally planned to get 7% of Rongxing's shares from Sister Ting, but I didn't expect to get at most 4%. Fortunately, I already have 2%, and the remaining 2% won't be too far away! I'm 　　quite confident
in my attractiveness to women ! 　　"Don't say that, Sister Ting. Together we make 4%, which is more than 3%! It proves that in Uncle's 　　heart, we're still more important than the lab. Don't worry, we'll be very happy together in the future! 　　" I deliberately blurred certain relationships. 　　************ After 　　a satisfying meal, Sister Ting, who was already a little unsteady on her feet, insisted on paying the bill. The two of them spent 480 yuan, probably 　　80% of which went to the ambiance. I supported her arm with my left hand and her waist with my right, and she half-clung 　　to me as we walked out of the private room, seemingly enjoying the physical contact. 　　"Hey, Auntie? What are you doing here?" Just as we reached the second floor, a voice came from the side. I gently helped 　　Sister Ting turn around and saw a tall, slender figure. Damn! What a coincidence! I actually ran into Zhang Xiaoying, whom I had seen just a few days ago 　　. 　　Her straight, dyed brown hair hung down neatly, covering both sides of her face, and she wore heavy makeup, but it wasn't gaudy. 　　She wore a short, rose-colored leather trench coat, out of season, over a gold, horizontally pleated , bodycon mini- 　　skirt that accentuated her curves. While her bust was only average, the energy of youth made her breasts 　　stand proudly. A jade pendant necklace adorned her fair neck, and she wore flesh-colored stockings. Her legs were incredibly long and straight, 　　exceeding a meter in perfect proportion. Most remarkably, her white sneakers didn't detract from her curves at all 　　. 　　"Oh, Xiaoying, are you having dinner with friends?" Sister Ting seemed to snap out of it, shifting 　　half a foot away from me. 　　"Yeah, it's a close friend's bachelorette party, so I came out to celebrate. Aunt, is this handsome guy your friend 　　?" Zhang Xiaoying's question caught Sister Ting off guard. She knew she didn't want the rest of the Xing family 　　to know I was back, but she didn't know how to introduce me to Zhang Xiaoying. After all, a newly widowed, beautiful young woman 　　having dinner with a young man could easily lead to speculation. 　　It was my turn: "Hello! I'm Zhu Yuting's cousin." 　　Zhang Xiaoying gave me a rather rude once-over, her expression full of suspicion. My clothes and appearance were very 　　ordinary, not at all like she was trying to curry favor with the woman. Although she wasn't entirely convinced, she pursed her lips and said, "Oh, hello 　　! I'm leaving now, bye-bye, Aunt and Uncle!" Before she finished speaking, she had already turned around, swaying her hips as 　　she walked into a private room next door. 　　Sister Ting looked up at me a little awkwardly and said, "This is your aunt's daughter, Zhang Xiaoying. This child has been 　　spoiled since she was little and doesn't know much about manners, so don't worry about her too much." I didn't care about Zhang Xiaoying at all. To me, she was just 　　a pretty trophy to be won over after I conquered Xing Cui. 　　I don't know if it was because the tears were flushing out the alcohol, but after leaving "Yan Yu Jiang Nan," Sister Ting, although still holding my arm 　　, walked more steadily. As for me, I had long since used my internal energy to expel the alcohol from my sweat! Reaching 　　the parking area, Sister Ting hesitated before asking, "Xiao Bao, should we call a designated driver? 　　It'll be terrible if we get caught by the traffic police!" 　　"It's okay, you can trust my driving skills. I was a taxi driver for over a year." As I spoke, I pressed 　　the unlock button on my key. 　　Just as I was about to get in, a black Buick drifted into the adjacent parking space, nearly hitting Sister Ting. I was about 　　to yell a few words when four burly men got out. The middle-aged man in the lead was about 1.8 meters tall, 　　slightly shorter than me, with a neat crew cut, wearing a clover-patterned tracksuit, dark skin, and 　　deep nasolabial folds, giving him a menacing look. He nodded to me and said, "Excuse me, sir, I 　　parked a little too suddenly. I'm really sorry!" 　　Since I hadn't actually hurt anyone, and he had taken the initiative to be friendly, I couldn't really make a scene, so I just exchanged a few polite 　　words. The five of them walked in unison towards the hotel entrance when Sister Ting suddenly spoke up, "Is that Brother Hao?" 　　The other four continued walking in perfect unison. 　　Although the lighting wasn't very bright, I caught a slight, unnatural movement on the shoulder of the man in the lead, but it 　　lasted less than half a second, and he probably didn't even realize it himself. Sister Ting took a few steps and raised 　　her voice, "Is that Brother Zhu Hao?" 　　The four stopped, and the young man at the back turned around and smiled, asking, "Excuse me, were you 　　calling us?" 　　I quickly caught up with Sister Ting and put my arm around her waist. She looked at the four of them again before smiling and saying 　　, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I misjudged someone I know. I'm so sorry!" 　　"It's alright!" the young man replied, and the four of them turned and walked away together again. Judging from their behavior 　　, they seemed to belong to some kind of disciplined unit, and they probably weren't bad people, so there was nothing to worry about. I drove 　　off with peace of mind!

Once we were out of Binjiang Road, the car was a bit too quiet. I casually asked, "Sister Ting,
who did you mistake those people for?"
"It wasn't them, it was that tall guy driving. He looked a bit like one of my saviors. I was mistaken
, it just looked a bit like him."
"Oh? You had a savior? What danger did you encounter that required such a
serious rescue?"
"Sigh, as they say in TV dramas, life is unpredictable! You never know when you
might encounter danger. It was over a year ago, your third uncle was undergoing chemotherapy in the hospital. He was vomiting a lot that day
, so I didn't finish feeding him until 10:30, and then I drove home alone at 11:00—"
"You didn't get robbed or assaulted on the way, did you?"
"It's not that dramatic, you think this is a movie? That's so cliché. It was a spontaneous combustion. I was driving near the Red House when
suddenly the car started belching thick smoke and sparks flew. I was so scared I immediately stopped, but I
couldn't open the doors. Luckily, a motorcycle suddenly stopped, and two people pried open the door with an iron bar. He said he happened to be riding by
and saw my car smoking, so he started chasing after me shouting. Unfortunately, I was too tired and didn't notice at all.
If it weren't for him that night, I might have died before your third uncle!"
"Oh, he really is a lifesaver! His name is Zhu Hao?" "
Yes, at first I asked him his name and he wouldn't say, but then I got a phone call and heard someone
calling him Zhu Hao loudly. That's how I learned his name, but I don't know anything else. He's such a kind
person!"
"If I were in his shoes, I would have rushed to save you without hesitation!"
Sister Ting didn't answer, just gave me a sweet smile.
"Hehe, I bet Zhu Hao only came to your rescue because you're so beautiful, he couldn't resist your charm
, haha!" Feeling a slight sadness, I joked.
"You're so glib! Am I really that pretty?" "
Absolutely! You're the most beautiful in my heart, every smile makes me swoon..." I couldn't help but start singing
.
"What? That sounds fake!"
"Oh, you're clearly beautiful, don't be modest, excessive modesty is arrogance, hehe! Beautiful
sister! Hey, by the way, is that Zhu Hao also tall and big?"
"Quite tall, but much fatter than that guy today, with long hair and a big beard. He seems
sloppy, probably not well-off, but he's a kind person."
"Wow, you can't believe such a big difference? Looks like beautiful women generally have lower IQs!
What's that phrase again? Chest..." Suddenly realizing something was wrong, I quickly stopped.
"I told you, it's just that the vibe is similar, not the looks. Wait till I beat you to death, you little brat!"
"Oh, I've already called you 'sister,' so don't call me by my nickname anymore. Just call me Xing Kun, or 'brother' would be
fine too!"
"Then I'll call you 'Little Brother Bao,' hahaha!"
"Then sister, you must be Xue Baochai, hahaha!"
The journey was quite long, and after a few casual words, Sister Ting leaned back in her seat and fell asleep, leaving me alone driving
. Tonight was quite fruitful. Not only did I discover I had shares, but I also
managed to develop a sibling relationship with Sister Ting, going from aunt and nephew. Hahaha, at this rate, within ten days, maybe even a week, I might be able
to sleep with her! Once she's experienced my skills in bed, she'll definitely be mine. Then, my next
target will be Xing Cui, my flirtatious aunt. Your nephew will definitely give you a good talking-to! And of course, there's also
my cousin Xiaoying's ridiculously beautiful legs.
I
opened the door and entered the house. Sister Ting, without taking off her shoes, wobbled onto the sofa. Knowing that haste makes waste
, I changed my shoes, went into the kitchen to pour her a glass of hot water, and then said goodbye.
"Wait, Xiao Bao, don't go yet!" she said, pulling me back onto the sofa. She got up and went into the kitchen,
probably to make some fruit to continue chatting. I was happy to stay.
Clanging sounds followed, and she actually brought out six more cans of beer, lining them up in a straight line on the coffee table. Was she going to
drink more? It seemed she'd had a bit too much and was starting to act recklessly.
Before I could react, she had already opened two cans, handing one to me with her left hand
and keeping the other for herself. Since I was already there, I figured I might as well make the best of it. Drinking more, crying, and sleeping might cheer her up. I
took the beer, clinked glasses with her, and took a small sip.
Seemingly displeased with my behavior, Sister Ting rolled her eyes at me, picked up her can of beer, lightly
touched it to her lips, then licked the fan-shaped opening of the can with her bright red tongue before putting it back on the table. Seeing that I
hadn't drunk much, she didn't want any more either. That was fine; she could easily find something to talk about and leave early.
Before I could react, she had already snatched the beer from my hand, and without any hesitation, tilted her
head back and downed it in one gulp. After drinking that can, it wasn't just her face that was red; the whites of her eyes were also starting to turn
pink, like a seductive female beast. She wasn't just looking at me; there was a hint of provocation in her eyes as she
rhythmically tapped the untouched can of beer with her fingers.
I understood her meaning, picked up my beer, and drank it down in one gulp. Smelling the lingering scent of her, I
subconsciously licked the fan-shaped notch again. This time, she seemed quite satisfied, happily opening
two more cans of beer. I instinctively picked up the can in front of me, ready to down it in one gulp, but Sister Ting waved her hand to stop me. She
laughed, a laugh that seemed different from before. If it were any other woman, I might have used
the word "licentious," but with Sister Ting, I couldn't quite put my finger on what word to use.
She took a sip of her drink, then curled her lips into a smug smile and said, "Xiao Bao, is what you said before about
me being young and beautiful true?"
"Every word is the absolute truth, Sister Ting!" This was indeed my heartfelt statement. "If you don't believe me
, I can swear on my father's name! I..."
Before I could finish my oath, Sister Ting's pale rose-colored lips had already crossed the two cans of beer and were at my lips.
Instinctively, I lowered my head, and our lips met. We finally kissed. Oh, she wanted more than just a touch of lips
; her tongue was already at it. Should I continue to play the virgin or unleash my true skills? Fortunately
, I quickly discovered that her prowess in this area was actually quite average, so I let her fragrant tongue roam in my
mouth, taking the opportunity to savor the flavor between her lips and teeth.
Gradually, she became a little breathless and moved her lips away. "Ting..." Before I could finish speaking, she had already
moved to my ear and whispered, "Don't, don't talk..." Then she began to kiss my neck little by little from my ear
. I could only reach out and gently stroke her hair a few times, then let it fall to her shoulder, my fingertips lightly
brushing aside the edge of her black coat.
She obediently turned her shoulders and took off her coat. Soon, she began to unbutton my shirt,
from top to bottom, her lips following her fingers. Looking at my chest, she uttered a soft "You're so strong!" Her breathing grew
heavier, and the fading lip prints covered the area around my nipples. My shirt was off, and she was already kissing my
navel. Right, I was a virgin, so I had to be nervous. I quickly let out heavy breaths and a slight tremor
.
Sister Ting tried several times but couldn't unbuckle my belt. She swept aside the beer can in front of her,
climbed onto the table, and continued to unbuckle it, still to no avail. Damn, these safety buckles are so annoying! I
had to stop panting and take off my trousers myself, leaving only black underwear.
Sister Ting knelt on the table, her knees together, looking at the large bulge in my crotch with some surprise. Her
breathing was heavy; I could almost smell the fragrance emanating from her nostrils. I couldn't help but lower my head to kiss her. She hesitated slightly
, but soon our bodies were passionately entwined. After swallowing a considerable amount of my saliva, she was clearly aroused
, her eyes burning with desire. My saliva carried a pure yang energy, something most women couldn't resist
. I was certain she was completely wet down there.
She quickly removed her skirt, leaving only her underwear and socks. A pink, floral half-cup bra revealed
half of her full, snow-white breasts. Further down, she boldly wore open-crotch pantyhose, revealing
a thong the same color as her bra between her legs, and I could see that her ample crotch was already mostly discolored. Although quite incongruous with her widowed status
, it saved me a lot of trouble. I reached out and pulled down her bra, revealing her round breasts. Although
they were a little saggy, they were still quite well-shaped and relatively large, with bright red nipples—Uncle Three was
really saving such a treasure for me!
As I fondled her breasts, Sister Ting shyly pulled down my underwear and then stopped. I cautiously
asked, "Ting, what's wrong?"
"You, how come yours is so big?" Actually, I wasn't fully erect, nor was I displaying
the majestic power of the Seven Star Dragon King.
"Big? Has it always been like this? Is Uncle Three's small?" I pretended to be clueless.
"Don't forget, I used to be a nurse, I've seen plenty of men's penises. His is considered quite large
, but yours is really too big, it must be over twenty centimeters when fully erect!"
"I don't know, I thought it was just a little longer than the guys I used to work with..."
"Hmm... don't say anything. Just sit still, I've only done this a few times, I usually
practice with other things. If you feel uncomfortable, just say so... um, please don't mention anyone else, please!"
She cupped her lips and kissed my glans first, then started licking around it slowly with her tongue
, gently rubbing my scrotum with her left hand, and stroking my base with her right hand. Looking at her serious expression
, I was really happy, because Sister Ting has been my goddess since my teenage years—when I was thirteen, I
went back to Linjiang with my father, and that night my father dragged my third uncle out drinking, and they hadn't come back by midnight, so I had to sleep with Sister Ting
. She was afraid I was cold, so she would occasionally slip into my blanket to warm me up. Finally, I fell asleep holding her
. The next morning, I found my underwear ice-cold; I had given her my first wet dream.
Five or six minutes later, I got an erection myself. Actually, her oral skills had no effect on me, a seasoned pro.
Seeing how hard she'd worked, I figured it was time to move on. My erection was ravenous.
Sister Ting seemed quite satisfied with her oral performance, her lips slightly upturned, her eyes alluring. As
encouragement, I lowered my head to find her lips again, but she dodged. I followed, and she
dodged to the other side, then said in a barely audible voice, "No! It's dirty!"
"Didn't we just kiss? How come it's dirty now?"
"It's different now. Now you've kissed this thing." Although her mouth had left, her hands remained, one above the other,
gripping my penis like a female warrior wielding a longsword.
"What's wrong with that? Sister's isn't dirty anywhere, I like everything about her!" I said, reaching out to cup her face
and forcefully kissing her. Our lips and tongues clashed, and when we parted, I deliberately left a trail of moisture, making her too embarrassed to lift her head. After
a while, she seemed to have mustered her courage, moving her legs to sit on the edge of the coffee table, spreading them apart on
either side of me. Her high heels left deep cracks in the sofa, revealing her thick vulva peeking out from under her thong, her underwear
completely soaked.
Damn, pretending to be a virgin is so hard! I should have just said I'd been with women before. I could only pretend to tremble as
I reached for her underwear, touching it from top to bottom, until I reached the discolored area, which felt a little sticky. Wow!
I could even feel her clitoris! I really wanted to go in right away.
Sister Ting brushed my hand away, took off her underwear, and casually tossed it behind her, hanging it on the corner of the TV
. This action reminded me of a classic Hong Kong Category III film, but Sister Ting's movements were more casual and even
more alluring. I almost couldn't help but applaud and cheer for her! It was clear that her triangular pubic hair was meticulously trimmed,
very neat, just like her. Her thick outer labia were rosy from engorgement, and her firm inner labia were slightly parted
, revealing a wet, tight opening, or rather, a fleshy slit, as if beckoning me to hurry inside.
Sister Ting's flushed face looked up at me softly and said, "Come on, Kun!" I squatted down, supporting
her raised legs with my arms, and my 25cm penis slowly descended to her crotch, already touching her inner and outer labia.
Lips. I gently scraped my engorged lips, occasionally passing by the entrance, I could feel the waves of
heat emanating from within. Haha! Here I come! Oh no, with one step my right foot stepped on beer that had seeped onto the floor. Luckily, I was sitting upright
to avoid falling forward, but my clumsy penis missed its target, sliding upwards and out of her vulva
.
Sister Ting chuckled, then comforted me, "It's okay, it's normal the first time, don't rush, try again." Because of
the strong feminine aura emanating from my lust, my innate yang energy surged, almost making me forget that I was still
a "virgin." I nearly jumped onto the coffee table and used "Cicada Attachment to Stone" to make her feel like she was in heaven.
I'll play along to the end. After three failed attempts, I pleaded in a slightly hoarse voice,
"Ting, I can't get in, please help me!"
"Hehehe, silly little brother!" Sister Ting chuckled, biting her lip. Her left hand swept across my crotch and grasped my penis again
, her eyes filled with excitement. "Oh, this is so heavy!" she said, her right hand reaching out as well
.
Finally, the glans touched the wet, slippery labia, then began to move up and down, before being
pushed in by a force. Just like that, it went in! So simple, so smooth!
This was completely different from the script I had envisioned. I was only going to tease her today, thinking I'd be
spending another sleepless night, but it had all gone straight to penetration. Isn't this the kind of
plot you only see in online erotic novels? Has my Nine Yang True Qi, due to recent dual cultivation, increased my attractiveness to women to another level?
Or is it because of tonight's alcohol? Is this some kind of dramatic twist?
Although a palm-width of my penis was still outside her body, my yang energy had already caused her to gush with lustful fluids incessantly
. Now she only had the strength to pant.
"Oh! It's so big and hot! Ah...ah...woo!" Sister Ting's low panting had turned into
a slightly tearful moan, but it was clearly mixed with pleasure.
"Is it comfortable, sister?"
"Mmm!"
"What is 'Mmm'?"
"Mmm!" Ah!!" As soon as she opened her mouth, I thrust hard, piercing her flower bud. "You little rascal
!"
"Why is it small again? Didn't you just say it was big? Sister is a liar!" Saying that, I braced myself on the table with both hands
, used my waist and abdomen to thrust in with all my might until I reached her cervix, and then pulled out forcefully.
"Ah! No!" She shifted her waist to meet me. But that was exactly what I wanted. I immediately launched a counterattack
, thrusting into her cervix again, while simultaneously releasing a dragon pearl from my penis, stimulating her G-spot. "Ah...
!" After a groan, all that remained was heavy snoring.
A moment later, she seemed to regain her ability to speak, gasping, "Ah...you, you
...ah...this...liar...ah...liar!"
The word "liar" struck me like a ton of bricks. Damn it, I'd forgotten about pretending to be a virgin again. I immediately put away the Dragon Ball,
my hips and legs moving rapidly, shouting, "Ahhh, I can't take it anymore, I, I can't take it anymore, sister, I can't hold
back!" As I spoke, I channeled my energy to refine the thick secretions from her vagina that I'd absorbed through my penis. This wasn't
a woman's true yin, so it wouldn't harm her; instead, it would give her new pleasurable stimulation. These refined
substances contained a considerable amount of yin energy, serving as low-grade nourishment for cultivating my yang energy. They could also be expelled through my penis again
; cultivators called it "pseudo-semen."
Although the Dragon Ball that gave her such intense pleasure was gone, the strength and speed of my muscles, combined with my thick,
long penis, still made it impossible for her to resist. Her legs gradually tightened around my waist, her feet crossing and
gripping my buttocks, her slender heels tapping against my bottom. The instant I ejaculated, she also reached
orgasm, her waist convulsing, her mouth wide open, yet unable to utter a sound, like a
mermaid struggling in her death throes.
I reached behind her to support her waist, gently laying her flat on the coffee table, then finally pressed my lips to her now-pure cherry-like mouth
, gently breathing into her to prevent her from holding her breath during the orgasm.
After a few minutes, I clearly felt her vaginal contractions cease, and I absorbed all the gushing vaginal fluid
. This was the high-grade ingredient that truly nourished my yang energy, containing very few impurities; eight or nine tenths of it could be used for my qi cultivation
. Of course, there was also the most exquisite kind, which came after I had brought her to several orgasms, until she was completely unconscious. Only
then, when the yin essence gushed from her uterus, was the purest primordial yin, greatly beneficial to me. However, losing this yin energy
is a significant loss for a woman, requiring her to absorb sufficient yang energy to repair it.
Unfortunately, Sister Ting doesn't have this constitution, nor is she a Taoist practitioner, so I don't intend to extract her true yin
. If it were someone like my mother, with her alluring yin nature, she would naturally attract a man's true yang, automatically repairing her lost yin
energy and even benefiting from it; moreover, even the most ordinary secretions from my mother's vagina are excellent
tonics for yang energy, making us, mother and son, the best partners for dual cultivation.
While her cervix was still open, I kept my penis pressed against her urethra and sent out refined yang energy to nourish
her true yin. In Western medical terms, this would increase her estrogen secretion, making her skin whiter and
smoother, her breasts larger, and her libido stronger. At the same time, because it was my yang energy that was being sent in, combining with her true yin
, it would also make her more infatuated with me. This principle sounds simple, but putting it into practice requires real skill!
She finally recovered, her face a picture of alluring, seductive beauty, like a begonia in spring slumber, and she began to
return my kisses with her tongue. Gradually, she seemed to realize that my penis inside her vagina hadn't softened, so she parted her lips and
asked in surprise, "Why is it still hard? Didn't you just ejaculate?"
Before I could answer, she had already propped herself up. I sat back down on the sofa, and she lost her balance,
falling forward onto me, her legs straddling my thighs. Interestingly, our
lower bodies remained connected throughout the entire process; my huge penis was almost completely swallowed by her honey pot, the glans having broken through the cervix
. Having just orgasmed, she was in pain from the soreness and swelling, letting out a scream and rolling her eyes.
I quickly leaned over and took her left nipple into my mouth, my left hand kneading her right breast, while my right hand wasn't idle either.
He reached down and gently pinched her still-uncontracted clitoris, stroking it lightly. Soon, her vaginal fluids
returned, lubricating her and relieving her pain. Her hips began to move up and down on their own.
Of course, her mouth wasn't idle either, moaning and saying, "Mmm...ah...oh! You, you
heartless...ah...little liar, you...you lied to me, saying you...you were a virgin, making...making
me...so ashamed!"
"How could that be? I swear to God! Sister, it really is my first time!" I said, continuing
to caress her breasts with my hands, my thighs rhythmically matching her movements.
"Then...then what are your...ah...hands and feet doing? The first time...and you can...ah...
ah...be gentle! Let me finish, how can you have so many...so many tricks on your first time?" She complained
, but her movements didn't slow down at all.
"Hey! I learned all of this from the internet and porn!"
"You...do you think I'm three years old?"
"How could that be? A three-year-old wouldn't have breasts as big as yours!?"
"Pah! You're just full of lies and liars. Quickly tell me the truth, how many women have you been with?" She stopped
moving, and her speech became smoother, but after she finished speaking, she bit my left shoulder.
"Sister Ting, well, how should I put it? Of course, it's not all from the internet and porn, there are some—
hey! How about this, I'll tell you a secret, but you can't tell anyone, not even your best friend.
"
"Hmm—" She released her teeth and groaned in my ear, "I definitely won't tell
anyone your secret."
"Really, I can't tell anyone!"
"We've gone this far, how could I betray you? Hurry up and tell me! You little rascal!" As she spoke, her hips
started moving involuntarily again.

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