The Love Story of an Old Man Leaving Home

As a lump formed in his throat and the alcohol rose in his throat, the pretty face before Old Li swayed back and forth. He shook his head, trying to see clearly, and the woman before him finally materialized into the image of his deceased wife.
Before Old Li could examine her closely, she turned away. Approaching his wife, Old Li felt an overwhelming joy. He had been feeling stifled lately and desperately needed to release his pent-up emotions. His wife's company was a welcome relief.
Without the support of high heels or the constraints of stockings, Old Li easily pulled off the woman's skirt and underwear. Seeing her porcelain-white body revealed, Old Li's limp penis reawakened. He eagerly pulled down his pants, calling out his wife's name, and pushed her onto the bed.
"The stuff inside is so exciting, there's even incest... Let your wife see it, I guarantee she'll be ecstatic, you'll be a groom every night!" Old Li's dazed eyes swept over the woman's fair, pert buttocks, and the events of the day flashed through his mind again. Old Li's body twitched. Even though he kept telling himself, trying to numb himself, the scene from the daytime flashed through his mind, pulling him back to reality from his illusion. So it crumbled on its own; his so-called wife was just a figment of his imagination, a complete self-deception.
The daze was interrupted by those words in his mind, forcing Old Li to think about it. According to the salesperson, if you wanted, she could definitely satisfy your taste, she had any kind of film you wanted... Although Old Li was disgusted by the woman's attitude when she was selling porn, that unscrupulous and mysterious way of selling DVDs, in retrospect, the woman's words were intriguing, making his mind wander and his heart flutter. This
situation reminded Lao Li of the content recorded on Wang Xiaofeng's phone memory card. He suppressed his annoyance; although he wanted nothing more than to kill Wang Xiaofeng for what he had done, he had to admit the shock and power of the content.
"That's absolutely true! Incest, especially the taboo of breaking blood ties, is like drinking poison to quench thirst. Even knowing it's poison, you still want to try it. Why is Lao Li considered foolish or reckless? Actually, no!
" This deep-seated affection and love had been imprinted in Lao Li's mind since Li Xia was a child, continuing until his daughter's marriage. Marriage was a major turning point, filled with the sadness of parting from father and daughter. The reason Lao Li would often call his daughter for help when drunk was simply to hear her voice; over time, a tacit understanding had formed. Furthermore, he had repeatedly taught his daughter to be filial to her elders in her husband's family, which was also a manifestation of his fatherly love. He feared she might be mistreated or unsuited to her new home, so he repeatedly gave her these instructions.
Even after she got married, his heart still belonged to her. —Ever since his daughter's incestuous affair on the eve of her wedding, Old Li was devastated afterward, repeatedly cursing himself for his shamelessness. But his daughter was still his daughter, and she didn't say anything, which gave him a glimmer of hope. Even when she returned to her parents' home for postpartum confinement, he was overjoyed… Countless words remained unspoken until he returned to his daughter's home after his death. During this period, Old Li's state of mind changed.
—Seeing his daughter and son-in-law's happy family, Old Li, wanting to dispel his own thoughts and also due to his close relationship with Zhang Cuihua, brought up the issue of remarriage. Frankly, he wanted to find a way to end the relationship completely and not disturb his daughter's life anymore, but things didn't go as planned. -The
divorce wasn't actually that bad. What Lao Li found most unbearable was that his daughter had been hurt. If it were Lao Li himself, he would have just let it go, but since it involved his daughter, it felt like a knife stabbing into his heart. This was the last thing he could accept.
-After a period of suffering, Lao Li, with his daughter's encouragement, had finally emerged from the shadows. Tonight, for example, he was a little tipsy, and when his daughter comforted him, he became dizzy and had a sudden thought. -
"The stuff inside is so exciting, there's even incest... Let your wife see it, I guarantee it'll be amazing..."
-Lao Li's mind was in turmoil, all sorts of things flashing through his mind. He shook his head, and suddenly the words the woman had spoken while selling pornographic DVDs reappeared in his head... Lao Li's hand moved, lifting the woman's skirt. Seeing that she didn't resist, he moved slowly, trembling, afraid of rejection. But this time, it went so smoothly.
Old Li lowered his head, searching.
The woman's smooth, flawless back gleamed under the light. Composing himself, he saw her large, round, peach-shaped buttocks, prominently displayed before him, assaulting his senses and making him unable to resist the allure of her mature plumpness.
The scene was unbelievable, like a dream. At that moment, the numbing effect of the alcohol and the surging passion made Old Li's mind alternate between clarity and confusion. The impending event was clear, yet it felt unreal; in its sudden arrival, only trembling remained in his body and mind.
Blinking, Old Li tried several times to hold his breath, but the thoughts in his body and mind were beyond his control; further resistance was futile, only making things worse. His rapid breathing and trembling body had already revealed his inner turmoil.
Incest—the mere thought was enough to drive one mad, let alone the actual act. He had experienced this sensation more than a decade ago. Despite the long interval, every point, every image, would inadvertently resurface when lust was aroused. At that time, stimulated by some medium, this desire intensified, becoming something he couldn't stop or control.
- After a wave of dizziness, Old Li opened his bloodshot eyes, his blood boiling. His mind repeatedly recalled his wife's image, his heart murmuring her name, trying to escape the problem. But this self-deception didn't calm him; instead, it fueled his intense excitement amidst a moment of repentance. From that moment on, Old Li's eyes never left the alluring, white body beneath him. - His
temples throbbed again, very similar to the situation at Zhang Cuihua's house. Even if Old Li didn't want to admit it now, he couldn't forget where he was and the intricate relationship he shared with the woman beneath him! Faced
with this scene, how could Old Li, an ordinary old man, remain unmoved?
The woman's snow-white buttocks were like ripe peaches, round and perky. Her black thong hung down, barely concealing them, sinking deep into her cleft, only further emphasizing the size and whiteness of her buttocks, plump and tempting. Swallowing hard, Old Li placed his hand on the woman's buttocks.
The flesh was incredibly fleshy, smooth and slippery to the touch, firm and bouncy, gleaming with a fleshy sheen. They were plump, round, and firm, arousing a strong lust within him. "I want her, I want to possess her, I want to conquer her!"
It was time to take her down in one fell swoop, but Old Li's body trembled even more violently. His heart pounded wildly, wavering between thoughts. The words "blood relatives" kept fluttering through his mind, while the words "adultery" constantly assaulted his fragile nerves. Finally
regaining his composure, Old Li gritted his teeth and called out "Yingtong" in a low, trembling voice. Seeing his wife flinch, he pressed his body against hers...
"He brought me into this world and raised me. Am I just supposed to watch him suffer? Mother's gone, so I don't need to feel guilty anymore. Anyway, my daughter is his. Anyway, anyway, it's too shameful..." In her nervousness, Li Xia braced herself on her father's bed, her face flushed a deep red, as if she'd drunk too much liquor.
Li Xia knew perfectly well what was about to happen, but this was, after all, doing something she shouldn't be doing with her own father. In other words, even if she were to have an affair, she needed a reason!
" Rome wasn't built in a day," as the saying goes. Decades of companionship from childhood to adulthood had instilled in her a deep-seated, special affection for her father—a dependence, a reliance, a longing. Because she loved him, because he was her father!
"Dad's getting old, and he's been through so much. Didn't we promise him happiness? My husband supports me too! Oh dear, what have I been thinking!"
Suddenly feeling a tightening in her lower body, Li Xia straightened up and moaned. Those hot, large hands rested on her buttocks, while an even hotter, harder member forced its way through her body and penetrated her already wet lower body.
His breathing quickened, even more intensely than before. Li Xiang's lower body only inserted the head of his penis, as if in disbelief, he stared intently at the woman's plump, white buttocks.
-Through the slightly ajar window, a gentle summer breeze drifted in. Though this season was typically languid, the desire within was palpable, like the incessant chirping of cicadas, unbearably irritating. Something had to be done; only then could the problem be solved.
-His now large, red, and thick glans was embedded in the woman's wet, slippery flesh, feeling each other like a fish with its mouth open, its glans intertwined, exchanging moisture and saliva, each telling of the longing of five thousand days and nights over the past fourteen years.
-His glans soaked in the rim of her vagina, but Lao Li didn't rush to penetrate. Because of the long interval, the sudden arrival of happiness felt unreal. Besides, how could his daughter's panties be so easily removed? All of this made Lao Li think he was dreaming again. Even with the arrow on the bowstring, time seemed to freeze them. Under the lamplight, father and daughter trembled slightly, frozen in place, slowly forming a sideways position! -
The moment the large, thick penis entered her private parts, the aroused desire, aroused by the tentative touches, only intensified the agony. She was left speechless, unable to cry out, suspended in mid-air, a feeling of utter misery: Why wouldn't Dad make a move? He treats me like Mom! Does he expect his daughter to take the initiative? It's utterly shameful! -
Rapid breathing, trembling bodies, their blood intertwined, every sound in the quiet room was crystal clear, fueling a frenzy of restlessness. -
Li Xia felt like her body was about to explode. She could feel the trembling behind her, and the penis seemed to be losing its strength... Having experienced intimacy, she no longer felt the tearing pain she had felt as a daughter, but her father acted like someone who had never experienced it before, still just poking her without moving! It was unsettling, yet she dared not utter a sound, making the discomfort even worse! "
Mmm~" The blood-pumping union of blood relatives, the forbidden release, the scalding blood fueling primal desires, the call of lust overwhelming everything. Hearing the woman's soft moans pulled Lao Li from his uncertain illusion back to reality. He stared intently; her round buttocks were so clear, and they seemed to be swaying slightly. His penis was pressing against her wet, peach-like spot, her opening repeatedly and rapidly gripping his glans. The tingling, numb, and warm sensation was simply too pleasurable. He gasped, realizing this was no dream.
Closing his eyes, Lao Li controlled his emotions, held his breath, and firmly planted his feet. If someone were to shout at that moment: "Li Xiang, you better pay attention in class!
" Lao Li would probably be scared into impotence on the spot. His somewhat limp penis hardened again after Lao Li focused his mind, with the repeated gripping of the woman's body. Years ago, the final shot missed its mark; now, revisiting this familiar place, this time, I'm determined not to waste this springtime moment, I must...
Thinking this, Old Li took a deep breath, his hands groping for Li Xia's large, round buttocks, slowly pushing it inside.
"Mmm...mmm..." Suppressing her urges, Li Xia tried to keep quiet, but the sensation of her father's erect penis rubbing against the walls of her flesh filled more than just a physical emptiness; it tugged at her sensitive nerves. The visceral stimulation was like parched land being flooded, the physiological reaction of a long-awaited rain bursting forth. At first, she could restrain herself, but later, it felt like ants crawling all over her body—far more than just a tingling or itching sensation.
As the penis slowly penetrated, finally unable to hold back, Li Xia raised her head, her eyes half-closed, and let out a moan from her pert nose.
The fusion of blood truly crossed the line, no longer just a fleeting touch, but a tight embrace. Old
Li felt his glans sink into a hazy world. He tried to regulate his breathing and remain calm. The place where they were joined was warm and moist; his entire penis was completely enveloped inside. To his surprise, it fit perfectly.
From the initial insertion to its deepest penetration, he felt as if the cavity was filled with suction cups and tentacles. It was like a throat clamp at the entrance, completely securing the base of his penis, pulsating like breathing, gradually adapting to its size with each of Old Li's movements. The layers of folds and granules inside rubbed against his glans, clearly composed of countless fleshy sheaths, rolling and massaging his penis with a wriggling motion—a delightful surprise for Old Li.
Suddenly, Old Li felt his penis, enveloped by the woman's flesh, its glans becoming hot and swollen, instinctively seeming to swell even larger, as if pressing against a raised, rounded bowl. At this moment, the groove at the frenulum of his penis was being rubbed by the rolling flesh, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. Old Li only moved his body slightly, but he felt the intense sucking of the elastic vagina even more strongly. With a cry of "Ouch!", Old Li couldn't help but move his body. The
oily vagina was devouring Old Li's penis; it was truly so flexible. He could feel a suction force from her body as he withdrew.
Old Li's waist moved like a spring, rising and falling slowly, savoring the sensation. His daughter's moist vagina gripped his penis, using her plump buttocks as support as it moved in and out, making the withdrawal so comfortable. Each time, Old Li could feel his daughter's youthful vitality, which made him feel young again, especially his long penis.
"Still a virgin..." Old Li was about to speak when he suddenly realized it was inappropriate and swallowed the words back down. Having done this with his daughter, his heart was filled with trepidation, his blood boiling, like the weightlessness of falling from a great height, a dizzying up-and-down sensation that made his head spin, yet the feeling was simply too stimulating to describe.
With his erect penis, Lao Li could feel his daughter's body trembling, especially noticeable at the point of their union, particularly the rhythmic friction from the glans, greasy and slippery, giving him a tantalizing, irresistible pleasure in his sinful act! Sawing at his body, Lao Li repeatedly brought his lower body to the depths of his daughter's vagina, the constant soft, pulsating sounds like a battle horn, leaving no room for thought, only a relentless struggle to reach out and touch it intimately.
Immersed in the greasy cave, Lao Li experienced not only physical pleasure but also psychological growth, like a tender bud in spring, tenacious and rapid. So, as his penis penetrated deeply, Lao Li, unable to resist, reached out and, guided by feeling, touched his daughter's breasts. Her
plump breasts were surrounded by his large hands from the sides, impossible to fully grasp. Lao Li straightened his back, pressing against his daughter's full buttocks, his penis penetrating deeper, feeling the sucking and smacking of her breasts. He cupped her nipples in his hands, feeling the pulsation of her large, watery breasts. The entire mound protruded, rubbing restlessly back and forth in his hands, full and overflowing. Although he couldn't see their movement, Lao Li could clearly feel the two mulberry-like nipples swaying during the caress, extremely pleasing.
- His lust was irresistible, especially with the faint, alluring moans of his daughter and the constant rubbing of her buttocks in his ears. As Old Li withdrew, he pursed his lips into an "O" shape, letting out a soft sound, then pinched his daughter's nipple and began to sway his body. -
With her hands braced on the large bed, already panting, Li Xia's body felt weak from her father's slow movements, and she couldn't help but moan softly. After a while, in a daze, she had to support herself on her elbows. Just as she lowered her body, her breasts were grabbed by her father's large hands.
Her erect nipples were caressed by her father's rough, large hands. Her breasts swayed slightly like crashing waves, the soft slapping sounds from the gentle contact stimulating Li Xia's senses. She glanced down, and just as her breasts were being teased, Li Xia saw her father's dark, engorged penis.
The penis, connected to his genitals, was covered in veins and glistening with oil. It was slowly moving in and out, and the black testicles hanging between his legs were astonishing... One glance was enough for Li Xia to close her beautiful eyes nervously, unable to look any longer. Her heart pounded wildly, and she couldn't help but moan. In this midsummer night, a few soft, coquettish sounds escaped her lips, making Li Xia blush with embarrassment. The more she suppressed her emotions, the harder it was to control the moans, until finally, her voice became a series of uncontrollable whimpers.
Because of the rear-entry position, Lao Li couldn't see his daughter's expression, nor could he ask if she was experiencing pleasure. In his careful movements, as he heard her moans repeatedly, his blood rushed to his head, and all his energy gathered there—not in his head, but in his crotch. Lao Li
kept his eyes closed throughout the act, his body slightly hunched, his hands reaching under his daughter's body to rest on her breasts. The sensation was more intense and firmer than it had been a month ago. Before, Lao Li had wanted to push harder, but the touch on her breasts jolted him awake. His daughter was pregnant; gentleness was paramount. He couldn't be reckless or disregard her needs.
Gently grasping his daughter's breasts, Lao Li's buttocks swayed slightly as he became even more cautious. He thrust his erect penis deep inside, rotating his hips to use his waist as a fulcrum, letting the glans rub against the inner vulva of his daughter with a "pop" sound. He was immersed in this pleasure, but it elicited a shy moan from the plump young woman before him, her hips arching even higher.
Li Xia's face was flushed, her breathing erratic, her hair disheveled and hanging in front of the bed. Her heart was in her throat. She braced herself on the bed with her elbows, her body swaying slightly, feeling the tender care of her father behind her. This sustained thrust, though not violent or fierce, had the advantage of duration. Each thrust was intoxicating, and each deep penetration was unforgettable, making her heart pound wildly, almost leaping out of her throat...
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The next day, on the red brick road in the Happiness Flower City residential area, Old Li walked alone. His white undershirt, like the cloudless sky above, appeared pristine. Wandering
along the tree-lined path in the neighborhood, Old Li considered whether to return to his hometown. But the thought of going back meant escaping reality and hiding from his daughter made him waver.
What excuse could he possibly have for going back alone? There was no justification! He clicked his tongue, a bitter smile on his face. Now, it was all his own fault. If he didn't go back, what he did to his daughter last night—even if he found a thousand reasons and excuses, could he bring up what happened fourteen years ago? Back then, it was a betrothal, he couldn't bear to part with her! Now, his daughter was living a good life, and it was all because of him. How could he possibly interfere?
Especially now that his daughter was pregnant, how could he have dared to lay a hand on her? The thought made Old Li's face burn with embarrassment. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He even felt like he'd drunk too much and gone mad last night.
- As the chill of early morning slowly faded until the sun rose in the east, Old Li couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart. He found a chair, sat down, and stared blankly into space. Several times he got up and wandered around, wanting to go back to his daughter's house. The thought lingered in his mind: "My daughter is pregnant now, she needs care!" But the thought of his daughter's pregnancy made him curse himself for being shameless: "She's pregnant, and you still dare to treat her like that? You old scoundrel!" He hesitated again, feeling lost and uncertain. - Old
Li looked up at the building not far away. Now more clear-headed, he hesitated, unsure of what to do next. He realized that thinking and doing were two completely different things. Having broken his original path, he wasn't sure if he could maintain balance. -
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Just as she got up, her son stirred, seemingly still asleep. Li Xia dressed quickly and tiptoed out of bed, slipping on her slippers as she walked towards the door. Her hand clenched several times, and when she reached the door, she hesitated.
Her hand, resting on the door, didn't turn the handle to open it as usual. At that moment, her heart began to pound, a sense of panic washing over her.
The dim light in the room seemed to reflect Li Xia's inner turmoil, but in a flash, she dismissed her hesitation: "You live your peaceful life, you're not bothering or affecting anyone, what's there to be afraid of? He's sixty years old now, who has considered his feelings? Since I brought him here, wasn't the initial plan to give him a better environment and improve his life?" These thoughts
swirled in Li Xia's mind. Just as she was about to open the bedroom door, Chengcheng sat up abruptly from the bed, calling out "Mommy," startling Li Xia. She turned and gazed at her son's slightly childish face, and Li Xia smiled. Life flowed by like water, coming and going in a rush, with its ups and downs, not always as desired. In the blink of an eye, her child was almost grown up. When you needed care and love, who was it that used their not-so-strong body to warm you, to pamper and love you? And who was it that stayed by your side when you were wronged, sheltering you under their wings, stopping your tears?
"Awake!" After a slight pause, Li Xia greeted her son warmly, then returned to the bedside, took his clothes, and put them around his neck. Watching him put on his pants, she affectionately reminded him to brush his teeth and wash his face before tidying the bed and opening and closing the curtains.
Bright light bathed the room, and looking out through the bay window at the lush greenery, a new day began in this rhythm.
This time, Li Xia didn't hesitate; she opened the door and stepped out of the bedroom… -
In the afternoon, after the plane arrived at the airport and he left the waiting hall, Wei Zongjian's heart, which had been yearning to return home, finally settled down. He carried the gifts he had brought from Lushan and sped back to his home in Xingfu Huadu. -
As soon as he entered the house, Wei Zongjian sensed something was amiss. The house was unusually quiet during his month-long absence. He had greeted his father-in-law but didn't see his new mother-in-law. Counting the days, his stepson should be on summer vacation by now; he wondered where he was off playing. Upon seeing his wife, Li Xia, Wei Zongjian took her hand and asked her question with suspicion.
- "Dad, you're finally back!" Chengcheng rushed out of the room, weaving between Li Xia and Wei Zongjian. Ignoring the need for his father to warm up with his mother, he pulled Wei Zongjian aside and whispered.
- "Oh, Dad also felt something was off. What happened? Tell Dad!" Before his wife could explain, his son called him over. Wei Zongjian sat in his son's bedroom, wondering what his son wanted to whisper to him. "
That wretched woman and her son are finally gone!" Chengcheng exclaimed, unable to hide his excitement; his large eyes shone brightly.
Wei Zongjian, having just returned home, had no idea what had transpired in the past month. Besides, he hadn't even settled in before his son called him into his room. Seeing his son's secretive demeanor and hearing his story, Wei Zongjian eagerly questioned him.
"You wouldn't believe it! My mom was so angry she cried, and my grandpa was ready to fight them to the death!" Chengcheng recounted the events of that day. Although he hadn't witnessed the events firsthand because the door was locked from the inside, he had heard the sounds. After Zhang Cuihua's family disappeared, and seeing his mother repeatedly trying to persuade his grandfather, Chengcheng, who already harbored a bad impression of the mother and son, immediately pulled Wei Zongjian into his room upon his return and told him everything.
"They're all bad people, they have no good intentions!" The world in a child's eyes is colorful, but he can distinguish between black and white. Even if there's some familial affection involved, his clear eyes can't lie.
- After listening patiently, Wei Zongjian was about to go back to his room to ask about Li Xia's specific situation when Chengcheng said mysteriously again, "This morning, I was the one who called Grandpa!" -
"Hmm?" Confused, Wei Zongjian saw his son whispering in his ear and asked in a low voice, "What happened this time?" Wei Zongjian knew his father-in-law's personality; he wasn't as stubborn as his father. He could tell from his father's second marriage. Perhaps he had thought of something else that led to his depression; it was something that couldn't be ruled out.
"Grandpa went out this morning. Mom asked me to call him, but he took ages to answer. When he came back, he didn't say anything. Then I heard him tell Mom he was sorry, and Mom cried, and Grandpa cried too. Dad, please comfort Mom and Grandpa; they've been working so hard lately!" Just as Wei Zongjian was racking his brains, his son said this to him expectantly.
Wei Zongjian patted his son's head, praising him for being sensible and filial, and telling him not to overthink things. He had just gotten up when he saw Li Xia leaning against the door, observing him. Back in the room, Wei Zongjian hugged Li Xia tightly, showering her with affection, and asked her in detail about everything that had happened recently. After hearing his wife's account, Wei Zongjian's heart was in his throat. He hugged Li Xia tightly. Despite his wife's nonchalant tone, the situation must have been extremely dangerous and unexpected.
Even the usually composed Wei Zongjian felt extremely angry upon hearing Li Xia's account; one could imagine what had happened. Enraged, Wei Zongjian clenched his fists. His own family had treated them so well; it was true that you can't judge a book by its cover. Zhang Cuihua and her son were so malicious! If his father-in-law hadn't discovered the signs early, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Just think of it as a nightmare. As long as everyone's alright, everything's fine. The recent hospital checkup was normal. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll get it for you. I even brought some wine back for Dad!" He hugged Li Xia again, gently stroking her lower abdomen, his concern and tenderness overflowing.
"She's had a medical checkup, she's fine!" Looking at his wife's full face and her almond-shaped eyes brimming with tears, Wei Zongjian felt a pang of heartache. He kept saying, "You've lost weight! You've lost weight! Don't worry, don't worry, everything's alright now that I'm back!"
Before making dinner, to create a pleasant atmosphere, Wei Zongjian took out his phone and showed his wife photos of the scenery they had taken at Lushan. He also invited his father-in-law over, and the two of them sat on the sofa to look at the photos. In Wei Zongjian's view, this arrangement could both relieve the tension between his wife and father-in-law and allow them to share the joy, letting them feel the atmosphere—a win-win situation. Their son was also exceptionally well-behaved today, staying by his mother and grandfather's side, asking questions. With his father-in-law's guidance, he explained phrases like "The sun shines on the incense burner, creating purple smoke; from afar, the waterfall hangs before the river," and "A natural fairy cave, boundless scenery on the perilous peak," all accompanied by the photos, enjoying the warm family time.
"So there's so much more to the photos than meets the eye!" Chengcheng grinned at his grandfather, glancing at his mother every now and then. Seeing her smile back, he was naturally overjoyed. Life had returned to normal these past few days, but this morning, upon arriving in the living room, he saw his mother looking worried again. Chengcheng noticed her gesturing with the phone and went over to her. Meanwhile, Lixia was preoccupied with her father. She had no idea where he was, but thankfully her son was with her, so she handed him the phone. It would be more appropriate to ask him that way. She held onto the phone until the call connected and her father returned home.
Facing her father, Lixia couldn't help but blush. Seeing his evasive manner, she didn't know how to begin. Fortunately, her son smoothed things over, preventing too much embarrassment. In Lixia's heart, as long as her father was no longer depressed and troubled, everything would be alright. However, a young woman's shyness couldn't be released all at once; a transition was necessary. "
The food's ready, let's eat!" Just then, Li Xia heard her husband's voice. Looking up, her eyes met her father's. How to describe it? In her father's eyes, Li Xia saw apology and unease; even her smile seemed somewhat frozen.
"Dad, wash your hands and eat!" The words caught in her throat, then trailed off, finally becoming just this.
Throughout the day, Old Li felt like he was walking on thin ice. In the morning, while wandering around the neighborhood, he received a call from his daughter. After much hesitation, he finally mustered the courage. When he heard the voice on the other end, while relieved it wasn't his daughter, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. He then questioned himself, "I'll listen to my daughter. If she doesn't want to see me, I'll leave immediately." But after returning to his daughter's house, he couldn't bring himself to say those words. And so evening passed in a blur.
After sitting down, seeing her son-in-law's warm hospitality—pouring wine and serving food—Old Li felt increasingly uneasy. Think about it, that family of three is doing just fine. What's he doing getting involved? It's hard not to feel a bit superfluous, and a sense of loss naturally arises.
- "Just don't think so much about it. Neither Li Xia nor I want to see you like this." The son-in-law, despite his own hard work, cooked such a feast after coming home; it was truly kind of him. Old Li held his wine glass, and for the first time, he tasted the bitterness within the spiciness of the spicy liquor. He knew the problem wasn't with the liquor; it was with himself.
- "If you feel restless, go out for a walk. It's summer vacation for the kids anyway; we'll go with you!" Some sons-in-law are as caring and attentive as he is.
- It was precisely because of this that Old Li felt ashamed, increasingly realizing how far he had gone. -
His clear mind, burdened by worries, inevitably led him to drink a little too much, even losing control a bit. In the past, drinking with her son-in-law would usually last about an hour, but this time it went on until after nine o'clock. Old Li felt incredibly stifled, almost bursting into tears and confessing his sins in front of his daughter and son-in-law.
"Dad, stop drinking!" When Old Li heard his daughter's voice, he was holding a glass to his lips. He looked up and met his daughter's gaze, seeing worry and anxiety.
Before, she would always cheerfully say, "Dad'll listen to you," but this time, Old Li didn't say anything. He tossed back the strong liquor, downing it as if he were defiantly challenging someone.
Li Xia had already soothed her son and washed up. Her husband had just returned from out of town, and as his wife, she felt she had to reward him. She changed her clothes, tidied herself up a bit, and came out to check on things. The father and son had been drinking for over two hours and were still going strong. Feeling sorry for their health and secretly grumbling to herself, she thought they might drink until dawn, which was why she spoke up to stop them.
"Don't drink anymore, Zongjian, you also have a drink in your glass. Don't pour any more after you finish! It's not like we won't let you drink anymore!" Li Xia pouted, picking up the bottle beside her. As soon as she finished speaking, Old Li glanced at her. If he hadn't misheard, his daughter's last sentence meant that he could still stay here
. Inserting herself between Li Xiang and Wei Zongjian, Li Xia sat down, her mind focused on preventing the two of them from drinking anymore. Seeing her father's gaze, she subtly took his glass, saying like she was persuading a child, "No more drinking. Come back tomorrow if you want to!"
Old Li's eyes widened in astonishment. "Really?" he exclaimed. "It's all up to you!" Li Xia blushed, seeing her father staring intently at her. The moment she finished speaking, Old Li's mind exploded: My daughter forgives me! My daughter forgives me!
"It's late at night, just drink it all and go to sleep, it won't cause any problems!" Wei Zongjian downed his drink and said casually, seemingly in good spirits tonight.
At this moment, Lao Li had already seen his daughter's attire and, through the gauze, could see her heaving breasts—the very place he had touched last night. He knew exactly what it felt like. As these images flooded his mind, Lao Li averted his gaze, unable to look any longer, his hands gripping his thighs to distract himself.
-Once the cage of desire is opened, can it be closed again?
- He fled back to his room in a panic, tossing and turning on the bed like a pancake, his breathing erratic. He tried to forget everything and stop thinking, but things didn't go as planned. Instead of finding peace, his legs moved uncontrollably, a voice deep within his soul calling to him, controlling him. He got out of bed, and in the darkness, opened the door again, quietly stepping outside. -The
living room was pitch black. Lao Li wandered like a phantom of the night. When his gaze fell upon his son-in-law's room, it was as if he had discovered a new continent, causing him to tremble with tension: They had actually forgotten to close the door!
With trembling steps, Old Li approached his son-in-law's door, his heart pounding with anxiety. He listened intently, initially only catching a few words of conversation before hearing a woman's sobs.
"What happened to my daughter? Has her son-in-law bullied her?" This thought flashed through Old Li's mind immediately. Then he heard his son-in-law say, "I'm back now!" This made Old Li's heart leap again. He pressed his ear to the crack in the door, focusing intently. "
I'm so sorry for being away for so long," Wei Zongjian said, kneeling before Li Xia. Li Xia lay back, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering with tears, sobbing as she said, "After all that happened, you weren't home, and I was worried about you suffering outside, and I had to worry about you for your father." Wei Zongjian carefully lowered his body, feeling guilty and ashamed, and comforted Li Xia, saying, "Dad is a cheerful person, just give me some encouragement and it will pass. Thank you for taking care of me, and thank you for your hard work." Li Xia blushed and gently moved her body, saying, "I'm sorry too, I've always made you feel bad, and it makes me feel bad too!" Wei Zongjian smiled and said, "That's life, don't think about it so much!"
The old man muttered to himself, "It's really not easy for a couple to reunite after so long!" Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard his daughter's sweet cry, and his heart, which had been at ease, tightened again. He turned back and pressed his ear against the door.
"Ah~ You naughty thing!" Amidst the anticipation of her husband's intimate touch, Li Xia was overwhelmed with emotion, and tears of happiness welled in her eyes. Having held back for so long, Wei Zongjian thrust his penis into his wife's vagina. Its incredibly thick and sticky flesh enveloped his entire body; the exquisite sensation was indescribable. Mixed with the guilt he felt after being given oral sex by a prostitute, and understanding his wife's hardship and exhaustion, Wei Zongjian pressed forward, his body contorted, and thrust all the way in. -
All that could be heard inside were continuous moans and increasingly heavy breathing. Old Li, unable to bear it any longer, quietly pushed the door open a little wider, until he could see everything through the bedside lamp. He then inwardly grumbled: "Why are you moving so roughly? Aren't you afraid of hurting the baby? Knowing Xiaxia is pregnant, how dare you kneel in front of her and risk doing such a thing?"
Watching his son-in-law's back angled towards him as he parted his daughter's thighs and moved in and out, Old Li felt resentful. While blaming his son-in-law for being so inconsiderate, Old Li didn't even notice his own genitals, which were already hard, creating a large tent in his underwear.

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