[Urban] Doting on My Sister-in-Law (Complete) - 25-27

Chapter 220 Returning to Jiangzhou, Passion Rekindled

Yu Wen's semi-transparent lace panties faintly revealed the outline of her thick pubic hair, her vulva partially visible. He Ming's tongue, through the thin panties, moved towards her plump private parts, the faint, erotic scent of her vulva stimulating him.

He Ming licked the entrance of her vulva with the tip of his tongue, and Yu Wen let out a soft moan. Her small hand pressed down on He Ming's head, but he pulled back, then removed her only remaining cotton sock. He stroked her alluring legs, lifted her tempting foot, and brought it to his lips, savoring the smoothness of her toes and the delicate fragrance emanating from her soft feet on his tongue. Yu Wen, as if tickled, gently pulled her foot away, but He Ming followed with his lips, ensuring that Yu Wen's exquisite toes could not escape.

"You're such a pervert,"

Yu Wen said coquettishly, her face flushed.

"I just like it,"

He Ming said with a wicked smile. He pulled at Yu Wen's short skirt with his right hand, reaching under it to grope her. His index finger gently caressed her smooth clitoris, passing through the soft pubic hair, while his middle finger moved in and out of her already wet vagina. Yu Wen's reaction grew stronger; her breathing quickened, her vagina felt hot, and her long, slender, white legs automatically parted. He Ming slowly pulled Yu Wen's panties down to her knees .

"Good wife, you're so alluring,"

He Ming said with a wicked smile.

"What are you saying? Who's your wife? Your wife is over there!"

Yu Wen retorted coquettishly, glancing triumphantly at Ling Zhi sitting beside her.

"Hmph!"

Ling Zhi angrily turned her head to the side.

Yu Wen spread her soft, alluring thighs across He Ming's knees, and after He Ming removed her semi-transparent lace panties, her plump private parts were completely exposed.

He Ming, lecherous, bent down and licked Yu Wen's thick, dark pubic hair. His mouth kissed and sucked on her plump labia, his tongue parting the petals to reveal the entrance to her enchanting vulva, moistening the clitoris. His tongue searched for her clitoris, gently biting it with his front teeth, then sucking it deep into his mouth and licking it. He Ming then inserted his tongue into her vulva, sucking the sweet nectar. He had longed for this beautiful hole for a long time.

Yu Wen's face flushed, and she let out soft, seductive moans.

He Ming felt her slender body becoming hot, so he stood up and pressed his penis forcefully against her sexy, round buttocks, rubbing it against her. He gently bit her ear and kissed her neck. Yu Wen's moans gradually grew louder, and her breathing became more and more rapid. He Ming knew that Yu Wen was aroused, so he immediately kissed her passionately, his right hand freely caressing Yu Wen's vulva.

When He Ming inserted his finger into her vagina, Yu Wen couldn't help but cry out. He Ming pulled Yu Wen into his arms, pressed his lips to her alluring mouth, and lifted the hem of her short skirt.

Yu Wen's high, firm breasts trembled, revealing a deep cleavage. The pink nipples on her full breasts pressed against her bra, the half-cup bra not completely concealing her alluring breasts; pale pink areolas peeked from the lace-embroidered cups. With a slight twist of her slender waist, her fair breasts were half-exposed.

"Have you seen enough? If you keep looking, your wife will get jealous,"

Yu Wen said coquettishly. She was indeed very mature, knowing that teasing Ling Zhi was most effective at this moment.

Seeing Ling Zhi's pale face, He Ming didn't agree further. He picked her up and placed her on the bed, reaching out to unbutton her top, revealing her curvaceous body and soft, snow-white skin. He then unhooked her bra at the back, the lace bra slipping down to reveal her full breasts. He Ming kissed her full breasts, stimulating Yu Wen to twist her slender waist and moan incessantly.

He Ming's mouth moved downwards, kissing the tender flesh of her private parts, his nose pressing against her slippery clitoris. Yu Wen moaned, pressing He Ming's head down with her hands and squeezing her long, beautiful legs together. He Ming removed her super short, tight skirt, gazing at her naked body lying prone. Her delicate form was as translucent as jade, her skin smooth and supple, seemingly boneless. Her dark eyes were clear as autumn water, her cherry lips were red and alluring, her breasts were full and round, her waist slender, her soft abdomen smooth as satin, her legs long and shapely, and her soft, flowing hair framed her beautiful, charming face. Her almond-shaped eyes were half-open, half-closed, revealing a captivating smile. He Ming embraced her alluring body and kissed her passionately, his hands teasing the entrance between her legs, the love juice flowing from it, wetting the nearby pubic hair.

He Ming's hands caressed her smooth, white, and curvaceous body, and Yu Wen let out seductive breaths, her cheeks flushed, her half-open, alluring eyes blazing with desire, and she couldn't help but squeeze her thighs together.

He Ming's hands were trapped between her thighs, unable to move forward or backward. He forcefully pulled her thighs apart, then pressed his knee between her thighs, inserting his fingers into her vagina, gently probing and kneading her clitoris. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes were languid, her whole body trembled, and her wet vagina oozed slippery lustful fluid. He Ming then lifted her round buttocks, pulled her pink legs to the edge of the bed and spread them apart, squatting between her thighs. Her mons pubis was high and protruding, covered with soft, fine pubic hair, and her slender vulva had pink labia majora tightly closed. He Ming used his hands to part the pink labia majora, revealing a clitoris the size of a red bean protruding from the vulva. The slightly open vaginal opening revealed two bright red labia minora pressed tightly against the labia majora, the bright red vaginal walls glistening with lustful fluid.

"It's so beautiful,"

He Ming said with a wicked smile.

"Don't look anymore, it's so embarrassing,"

Yu Wen said shyly.

He Ming leaned down and kissed her red lips, his hands caressing her round, full breasts, which were too large to grasp with one hand. At the same time, he lowered his head and suckled her pink nipples, licking her areolas, and she moaned softly.

He Ming laid her sexy body flat on the bed, kissing her smooth thighs. Yu Wen trembled slightly. He Ming extended his tongue and slid it under her alluring mons pubis, gently kissing her soft labia. He extended his fingers to part the soft petals, revealing the fleshy opening, and his tongue forcefully pushed against the tightly closed and smooth opening, licking the tender skin of the opening. His lips moved to the top of the cleft, finding the cute little clitoris, and playfully touched it with the tip of his nose, opening his mouth to suck and bite it. He

inserted his fingers into the wet fleshy opening, feeling the burning temperature inside her body. When he withdrew his fingers, he saw that they were covered with sticky love fluid. The bright red labia fluttered with the movement of his fingers, and his teeth gently bit the erect, red clitoris. Yu Wen moaned softly, and the alluring flesh walls became even wetter. He Ming extended his tongue and rolled up the slightly astringent love fluid.

"No...no...don't..."

she murmured incoherently. He Ming pinched and played with her clitoris, his mouth pressed against her vulva, drawing out more love juice from deep within. Then, He Ming used his fingers instead of his mouth to caress her vulva and clitoris. Her hot vulva convulsed violently, sucking He Ming's fingers into its deep cavity. Yu Wen's slender fingers dug into He Ming's hair, gripping it tightly, moaning incoherently. He Ming pressed his face against Yu Wen's swollen mons pubis, slowly moving it, letting her dark, soft pubic hair rub against his skin. Her rosy, moist labia were slightly parted, and He Ming reached out to part the petals, his tongue licking the cleft, sucking on her clitoris. Yu Wen hugged He Ming's head, pressing it down hard, her mouth slightly open: "Don't stop...don't stop...don't stop..."

Yu Wen's face was flushed with desire, her breath coming in soft gasps. He Ming whispered in her ear, "Now, I'm going to show you what I'm capable of."

Her face flushed red, and she gazed at He Ming seductively, murmuring, "Come on, bring it on."

He Ming smiled coldly; no woman he'd slept with could truly defy him. He parted her thighs, revealing her vulva, its dark pubic hair framing the area between her legs, a tempting opening revealing tender, red flesh. The entrance was moist and pulsating. He Ming moved his penis closer, hovering and roaming around her entrance, sometimes rubbing her clitoris, sometimes teasing her labia, sometimes lightly probing the opening.

He Ming's teasing aroused her, her half-open, half-closed eyes filled with a dreamy, intoxicated look, her heavy, panting breaths revealing an irresistible allure. Her vulva was already glistening with lustful fluids, exceptionally smooth. She involuntarily thrust her mons pubis forward, while He Ming deliberately slid his penis away.

"No...no more...you're teasing me on purpose..."

She moaned shyly, her heart itching with desire, as He Ming's penis pressed against the entrance of her vagina and thrust in hard. Yu Wen cried out loudly, "Ah...ah...you're too rough...be gentle..."

Because He Ming thrust too forcefully, she lost her balance and fell onto Yu Wen's back. He Ming continued to thrust with all his might. Yu Wen's cries grew increasingly shrill: "Ah...it's so numb...ah...be gentle...it hurts..."

He Ming felt his penis being tightly enveloped by the soft, moist walls of her vagina. Yu Wen began to sway her round hips, letting his penis move in and out of her wet, hot vagina. Yu Wen gripped the sheets with her small hands, moaning seductively. He Ming's penis was repeatedly swallowed and pulled out of Yu Wen's vagina, the walls of her vagina spasming against his penis.

Yu Wen rolled over and pinned He Ming beneath her, sitting on top of him and swaying her slender waist. She bent over, supporting herself on the bed with her hands, raising her sexy, round hips to swallow and release his penis. Her goal was to make the man beneath her ejaculate as quickly as possible, so she naturally disregarded any sense of restraint.

He Ming reached down to her soft breasts, pinching her pink nipples. She swayed her round, white buttocks back and forth to meet his thrusts, a satisfied expression on her face amidst her soft moans. She placed her smooth, alluring legs in the crook of his arm, swaying her slender waist to actively meet his advances.

He Ming's thrusts gradually increased in speed and intensity, a kneading sensation that was both gentle and forceful. She gripped his arm tightly with her delicate hands, moaning softly. As his penis pounded against her buttocks, her contracting vaginal opening sent shivers of pleasure through He Ming. The folds of her vaginal walls brushed against the concave area of his glans, and He Ming couldn't help but tilt his head back and take a deep breath. The engorged veins on his penis made her vaginal opening even narrower, increasing friction. Her crimson labia were pulled in and out with each thrust.

He Ming continued to push forward, causing Yu Wen's waist to arch upwards, her delicate, round buttocks suspended in mid-air, her thighs stretched straight out. He Ming used his left hand to part her thick pubic hair, penetrating her labia minora, which were stretched open by his penis, and pinching her clitoris. His right hand slid over the cleft of her buttocks, which was wet with love juice, and touched her light pink anus, like a chrysanthemum. His fingers gently pressed the fine folds around her anus and slowly inserted.

"No...don't touch there..."

Yu Wen's tight, tender anus contracted and squeezed He Ming's slowly entering fingers. The unprecedented stimulation caused the tender flesh of her vagina to writhe and contract rapidly. Touched by He Ming's fingers, it reached its peak. He Ming's penis thrust powerfully, and his fingers kneaded intensely.

Yu Wen seemed to be about to cry. Her cherry-like mouth opened exaggeratedly, and her slender hands were placed on He Ming's chest, as if to push him away. She kept moaning and groaning, suppressing her low moans, her starry eyes slightly closed and her breathing rapid. Her slender waist swayed and bounced, sucking and swallowing, panting heavily, her beautiful legs swinging, her hair disheveled and covering her pink neck.

"Oh...oh...slower...slower..."

Yu Wen moaned softly, her eyes tightly closed, her pink face shaking, the narrow, deep flesh cave burning hot, her lustful fluids surging. He Ming thrust his penis forward forcefully, she bit her red lips and moaned, gripping the sheets tightly with her hands, her round, white, upturned buttocks heaving powerfully, she cried out in a muffled voice: "Oh...gentle...I...I'm going to die...I'm finished...I'm finished..."

He Ming followed her wishes, his penis pressing tightly against her secret cave, feeling the deep flesh cave sucking and spitting out his glans, the surging hot current making He Ming's whole body spasm.

He Ming forcefully pressed her long, slender legs against her breasts. She waved her hands, her alluring body trembling, and murmured, "Ah...so beautiful...ah...it feels so good..."

Yu Wen lowered her legs, which He Ming had bent against her chest, and pulled his hands to her sexy breasts, softly expressing her satisfaction.

Yu Wen's full breasts were beautifully shaped, their rounded shape creating a deep cleavage. Combined with her slender waist, flat stomach, long, beautiful legs, and the lace bra and semi-transparent panties scattered on the bed, she stimulated He Ming to thrust his penis even more intensely into her writhing vagina.

Just then, He Ming suddenly pulled the neglected Ling Zhi into his arms, looking at her beautiful face beneath her hair, lifting her long, flowing hair, and continuing to thrust his penis into Yu Wen's burning vagina. Yu Wen blushed with shyness, her alluring eyes slightly closed. Her high, firm breasts heaved, her small mouth half-open, a soft, delicate moan escaping her lips: "Ah...you're so strong...ah...you're killing me..."

Ling Zhi had long forgotten her jealousy, her breath quickening as she listened, her half-exposed breasts rising and falling repeatedly. He Ming kissed Ling Zhi's pink face and fragrant neck, kissing her sweet-smelling lips, sucking on her tender tongue. His left hand caressed Yu Wen's full breasts, while his right hand kneaded her soft, round breasts.

Ling Zhi tightly embraced He Ming's neck, twisting her body and kissing him with her fragrant lips. He Ming gently pinched Ling Zhi's pink nipples with his fingers, kissing her rosy, fragrant lips, his hand lifting her thin skirt and lightly touching the smooth skin of her thighs. Ling Zhi trembled slightly, her soft little hand resting between Yu Wen's legs, touching the throbbing penis. Her smooth fingers gripped the base of the penis, playfully teasing Yu Wen's already erect and tender clitoris with her little finger. She probably wanted to let this nemesis taste her "power."

"Ah... Ling Zhi... you... ah... you're ganging up on me..."

Yu Wen lowered her head in embarrassment, clamping her long, beautiful legs together and letting out a coquettish moan.

He Ming pulled Ling Zhi's body into his arms, caressing her rounded breasts. Ling Zhi's hands gripped his penis tightly as she accepted his kisses. He Ming's hands stroked the bare opening between Ling Zhi's legs. Her hot, wet opening leaked fluids, soaking a large patch of the sheets. She let out soft moans, but then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Husband, can you...do both of us at the same time, for an hour?"

"It's been almost an hour already, don't worry, even another hour wouldn't be a problem!"

He Ming grinned lewdly, his fingers digging into Ling Zhi's wet opening, while his penis thrust faster inside her.

"Ah...oh...oh...oh...ah..."

Yu Wen and Ling Zhi couldn't suppress their moans and groans, their equally seductive voices rising and falling around He Ming, sounding like stereo. He Ming's hands parted Ling Zhi's soft labia, digging deeper into her opening.

Ling Zhiyu, her face flushed, grasped He Ming's hand as he explored her vulva. He Ming pulled her hand along, stroking her clitoris. She opened her cherry-like mouth and let out soft moans, her phoenix eyes filled with desire. Ling Zhiyu's snow-white body was dreamlike and alluring, her slender and shapely legs trembling enticingly. Her pink labia were already soaked with lustful fluid. He Ming gently licked Ling Zhiyu's neck, her pink areolas, and sucked on her erect nipples, then licked her smooth lower abdomen.

Ling Zhiyu's heart fluttered with desire, her whole body trembling as she cried out in pleasure. He Ming bent down, caressing Yu Wen's full breasts, gently withdrawing his penis and rubbing it against her vulva. The honey-like fluid flowing from Yu Wen's labia moistened his glans. He Ming then gently inserted his penis into her vulva, letting the glans sink in and then withdrawing it, enjoying the pleasure of rubbing against her labia. Although Yu Wen had already experienced two orgasms, her desire seemed even stronger. She frequently moved her round, white buttocks upwards, wanting He Ming to penetrate her more deeply.

"Stop teasing me... ah... hurry up and put it in..."

He Ming continued to tease her mischievously. Suddenly, Ling Zhi reached out her small hand and pressed He Ming's buttocks. Yu Wen pushed her round, white buttocks upwards with a 'plop' as the entire penis slid into her vagina.

"You two are cooperating quite well,"

He Ming said with a smile.

Actually, the two women weren't deliberately cooperating. Ling Zhi wanted to let her nemesis experience her husband's prowess, not giving her any time to breathe, while Yu Wen genuinely wanted it. Yu

Wen groaned, her round, white buttocks pushing even higher. The walls of her vagina tightly gripped the penis, and He Ming gripped her slender waist, thrusting in and out.

Her sweet, seductive moans, combined with the 'slap slap' of his penis against her plump buttocks and the wild 'plop plop' of his thrusts, echoed in the room as He Ming thrust vigorously. Her plump labia opened and closed with each stroke of his penis, and her juices slowly flowed down the smooth skin of her thighs.

He Ming looked up at Ling Zhi. In the dim light, her body was curvaceous and beautiful, her curves as exquisite as crystal. Her delicate, rosy face, small, slightly upturned lips, snow-white skin, full breasts, rosy, tender nipples, smooth, round buttocks, slender, delicate legs, and smooth, protruding mons pubis, her vulva glistening with wet, lustful fluids, her bright red labia opening and closing, as alluring as the cherry lips on her face.

He Ming spread her snow-white legs apart, kissed the entrance of her vagina with his mouth, licked her labia majora and minora with his tongue, and gently bit her clitoris with his teeth.

"Ah... um... ah... you're making me... I'm so uncomfortable... you're so bad..."

Ling Zhi was licked until her heart was itchy, her full, round buttocks twisted and swayed, her hands tightly holding He Ming's head, letting out a joyful, coquettish moan: "Ah... I can't take it anymore... oh... you... you're licking me so well... I... I'm going to... I'm going to cum..."

He Ming sucked and licked Ling Zhi's wet, honeyed flesh with all his might, hot, lustful fluids gushing out of Ling Zhi's vagina. She bent her beautiful legs, raising her snow-white, round buttocks even higher, making it easier for He Ming to lick her lustful fluids. The high bulge of her thighs and the bright red cleft under her mons pubis were extremely erotic, the two smooth labia protruding high, the fleshy cleft in the middle faintly visible. At this moment, Yu Wen was under He Ming, her plump buttocks swaying, her full breasts rising and falling enticingly, her full, round breasts exuding a soft and charming charm. He Ming spread Yu Wen's slender thighs apart, his glans grinding against the pink clitoris at the entrance of her vagina.

Ling Zhi's fair inner thighs and pink vulva slowly oozed lustful fluid, which clung to the area around her vulva. Her pink labia majora bulged and split open wantonly, revealing her rosy vulva. Her labia minora, covered in clear, sticky lustful fluid, made her vulva look crystal clear. He Ming admired Ling Zhi's vulva, then lifted Yu Wenyu's tender thighs, causing her fair buttocks to lift slightly. He then thrust his penis into Yu Wenyu's pink vulva, spreading the petals and penetrating deep into her wet and tight vulva.

Yu Wen's fair buttocks clenched tightly, causing her vaginal opening to grip the penis. Her hot and moist vulva writhed around the glans, and the feeling of fullness made her writhe her mature body in a wanton manner. He Ming's penis was deeply inserted into Yu Wen's tender vaginal opening, and her delicate labia were forced apart. The glans pressed tightly against the tender flesh of the vaginal opening. Yu Wen straightened her long and slender legs and kicked wildly behind He Ming's waist. Her light pink and moist labia twitched. He Ming rubbed Yu Wen's full breasts, and his penis rubbed against the soft and smooth flesh inside her tender and plump vaginal opening. Yu Wen twisted her long thighs, and her fair and tender breasts trembled slightly with her soft panting. Her round and white buttocks swayed and bounced.

He Ming lifted Yu Wen's thigh with his right hand, pressing it against her chest. He thrust his penis deep into Yu Wen's moist and alluring slit, the glans plunging into the depths of her tender vagina. His scrotum slapped against her white buttocks with each powerful thrust, making a "slap slap" sound. With each friction between his penis and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls, Yu Wen's body would twitch, and with each twitch, her vagina would clench tightly. The pleasure brought by her full body and hot, moist vagina was irresistible to He Ming. Yu Wen spread her fair and plump legs, her mons pubis welcoming the insertion of his penis, moaning and panting, "Gently...gently...I can't take it...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...it hurts down there...it's so itchy...oh...oh...be gentle..."

"What, has it been an hour now? Am I better than your husband?"

He Ming said, thrusting his erect penis deep into Yu Wen's vagina, pulling it out until only the head remained at the entrance before forcefully plunging it in again, penetrating to the very core. Yu Wen's bright red labia fluttered open, her body trembled, her legs flailing, her plump buttocks twisting violently. His penis thrust in and out of her opening and closing vagina with rapid, forceful strokes, making Yu Wen pant softly, her eyes glazed with desire, her juices flowing freely. She begged for mercy, "Good man, it's been an hour! You're better than my husband! Spare me!"

He Ming held Yu Wen tightly, not wanting to give up so easily. His lower body pressed against her swollen mons pubis, his penis thrusting deep into her warm, tight vagina. He thrust in and out forcefully, each thrust penetrating her flesh, causing her clitoris to tremble wildly. Her labia were slightly red and swollen. Yu Wen's tender vagina tightly sucked on his glans. Her beautiful body writhed wantonly beneath He Ming's crotch, abandoning all restraint as she moaned lasciviously: "Oh...so good, fuck me harder...fuck me...oh...fuck me...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

He Ming used all his strength, his glans slamming against her clitoris. Yu Wen spread her beautiful legs, her delicate feet pushing against the bed, her round buttocks thrusting to match He Ming's thrusts. She panted and straightened her long, beautiful legs, her vaginal fluids gushing out. He Ming's glans was rubbed hard against her clitoris by the large amount of hot fluid, his penis throbbing hotly inside her vagina, the glans swelling and reaching into her uterus.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ah... I'm dying... Ah... It feels so good..."

Yu Wen's fair and beautiful body, covered in fragrant sweat, lay limp on the bed.

"I can't take it anymore... If you try to penetrate me, I'll die... Go find Ling Zhi... Okay, you're something else." "

Yu Wen begged for mercy in a coquettish manner. He Ming withdrew his still-hard penis from Yu Wen's slightly swollen and red vulva and turned to Ling Zhi. Then he lifted her upturned buttocks and first rubbed the head of his penis against Ling Zhi's anus, making Ling Zhi unbearably itchy. She couldn't help but cry out shyly, "Stop rubbing... It's so itchy... Hurry... Hurry up and put it in... Please... Please... Hurry up..."

Ling Zhi's lewd appearance showed that she had already released her juices once when He Ming licked and bit her, and she was in a state of excitement, desperately needing fierce thrusting to release the fire of desire in her heart.

Ling Zhi cried out in a wanton manner, "I'm so itchy... You... You're still teasing me... Hurry... Hurry up and put it in... Hurry up..."

Looking at Ling Zhi's seductive, lewd, and unbearably thirsty expression, He Ming aimed his penis at He thrust his penis deep into Ling Zhi's vagina, the head pressing against the depths of her anus. Ling Zhi's warm, tight vaginal opening gripped his penis tightly, her soft breaths catching in her eyes as she gazed at He Ming, saying seductively, "Ah...so big...ah, so good...ah..."

He Ming let his penis remain inside Ling Zhi's vagina, lifted her slender, pink legs and wrapped them around his waist, reaching out to hold her round buttocks. He stood up from the bed, Ling Zhi's sexy body suspended in the air, her smooth, lotus-like arms quickly wrapping around He Ming's neck. He Ming carried her body off the bed, standing on the ground, his hands gripping her smooth buttocks and tossing her round, fleshy bottom. Ling Zhi's body hung on He Ming, the weight of her entire body pressing down on his penis, allowing the head to penetrate to a depths never before touched within her vagina. Because of his previous training, He Ming's thrusting was effortless.

"It's so beautiful... Oh... So wonderful..."

Yu Wen heard Ling Zhi's unusual moans and opened her almond-shaped eyes, which had been closed, to look at the strange position the two were in.

"You're so biased... Humph... Why didn't you do this to me earlier..."

Yu Wen's almond-shaped eyes showed envy, and she pouted and complained, "It must have felt very good, Ling Zhi?" "

Of course it feels so good...it feels so good...ah...you have no idea how good it feels...it feels like flying...aren't you envious?" Ling Zhi exclaimed, half shy and half excited, not forgetting to show off.

"No...I want it too...I want it too..."

Yu Wen climbed out of bed upon hearing Ling Zhi's provocative moans, came behind He Ming, wrapped her soft, boneless arms around He Ming's waist, reached her slender hands to He Ming's chest and touched his nipples, her smooth, large breasts rubbing against He Ming's back, her fragrant mouth slightly open, biting He Ming's earlobe. He Ming was overwhelmed by the pleasure of being attacked from both sides, lowered his head and circled Ling Zhi's full breasts, opening his mouth to suck on her rosy nipples.

"Stop sucking... I can't take it... Fuck me... Fuck me..."

Ling Zhi moaned softly as she clung to He Ming, her round buttocks welcoming him, her pert, pear-shaped breasts swaying up and down, her vaginal opening throbbing with pleasure. Seeing her ecstatic expression, He Ming increased the speed of his thrusts and asked mischievously, "Wife, do you like me fucking you?" “

I…I like…you make me feel so good…I can’t take it anymore…I’ve come again…”

Ling Zhi hugged He Ming’s head tightly, her slender legs clamping around his waist, her juices gushing out. Having climaxed, Ling Zhi leaned against He Ming’s chest, panting softly. He Ming pulled out his penis and placed Ling Zhi on the bed, kissing her red lips and caressing her full breasts.

“Let me…I want this position too…”

Yu Wen pointed at his penis, coquettishly, completely forgetting that the man in front of her wasn’t her husband, and forgetting that this gambling-like sexual encounter had nothing to do with her.

He Ming sat on the edge of the bed, and Yu Wen grasped his penis with her slender hands, straddling his legs, aligning her vagina with his penis and lowering her round buttocks until the entire penis was inside.

“Oh…so full…”

Yu Wen's fair, round buttocks moved up and down, her slender waist swaying and her large breasts shaking. She twisted her slender, sweat-drenched body, letting out seductive moans: "Oh...oh, so comfortable...so good...ah...so good..."

He Ming reached out and grasped Yu Wen's round, full breasts, kneading and caressing them to his heart's content. Her full breasts became even firmer, and her nipples were kneaded until they were hard and swollen like beans. Yu Wen's vaginal opening contracted, enveloping his glans.

"So beautiful... Oh... Oh, so beautiful..."

Yu Wen, drenched in sweat, moved rapidly, her cherry lips parting and panting, her long, glossy black hair flying wildly. He Ming thrust upwards to meet her, pushing his penis upwards as she moved downwards, the head of his penis penetrating deep into her core.

Yu Wen cried out in a soft, seductive voice, "Oh... I... I'm going to cum... Oh... I can't take it... I haven't even reached my climax yet..."

Yu Wen trembled, her body pressed against He Ming's, her breath coming in short gasps, "You're so unfair... Why don't you do me like you did with Ling Zhi... You just sit there and don't move... I hate you... I hate you so much..."

"Don't rush, baby, I won't let you down."

He Ming lifted her soft, snow-white, plump buttocks with his hands, pulled her smooth, slender legs to his waist, and thrust his penis up her slender body. He held her smooth, white back tightly and walked to the center of the room. Yu Wen twisted her slender waist to cooperate, thrusting her round buttocks to meet his penis. He Ming lowered his left hand, grabbed her beautiful legs that were wrapped around his waist and put them on his shoulders. Yu Wen cried out and wrapped her arms tightly around He Ming's neck. Her hands and feet were on both sides of He Ming's neck. Her slender body, which had lost its support, pressed tightly against He Ming. Her round buttocks pressed against his penis and ground it. It was even more stimulating than Ling Zhi's previous position. The depth of his penis penetration was also much greater than Ling Zhi's.

"Ah... I'm flying... I'm flying... It feels so good... It feels so good..."

He Ming thrust in and out, and Yu Wen's lips parted slightly as she moaned, "Oh... Oh... It feels so good... So... So good... I've never felt this good before..."

Ling Zhi looked at Yu Wen's seductive and wanton appearance and couldn't help but tease her, "I didn't expect you to moan so loudly, are you enjoying it so much? Your husband has never made you feel this good before, has he?"

"Hmm... Hmm... Yes, I'm so embarrassed..."

Yu Wen moaned tremulously, no longer caring about admitting defeat, she just kept moaning, "Ugh... Ah... I feel so... good... So good... Hmm..."

He Ming deliberately stopped thrusting and placed her round buttocks on the bed. Yu Wen's face flushed red with anxiety, "Ah... Hurry up and thrust into me... Hurry... thrust into me..."

He Ming pulled Ling Zhi's body to the side of the bed and placed Yu Wen's slender body on top of Ling Zhi's sexy body, so that their equally white and round buttocks were pressed together, and Yu Wen's vagina protruded even more against Ling Zhi's plump buttocks.

"Ah...no...ah...so embarrassing...ah..."

The two women writhed and moaned, their delicate bodies writhing. He Ming thrust in and out violently, making Yu Wen's body tremble. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure that her face contorted, her hair flying wildly, her whole body shaking, moaning lasciviously: "Oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...I can't stand it...you're going to...you're going to tear me apart..."

He Ming flipped Ling Zhi's sexy body over, making her climb on top of Yu Wen, her back to him. Their two round breasts were pressed tightly together, their four soft pink legs intertwined, and their equally plump mons pubis pressed against each other. The tender flesh cave pulsated enticingly, opening and closing, flowing with a trickle of love juice. He Ming withdrew his penis, glistening with Yu Wen's love juice, and inserted it into Ling Zhi's warm, tight anus. His scrotum slapped against Yu Wen's tender labia minora with each thrust. Ling Zhi was driven to ecstasy, her hair disheveled, panting heavily, her eyes glazed with desire, her fragrant sweat and vaginal fluids soaking the sheets: "Oh...oh, you're so good at playing with women...you're playing with me...playing me to death..."

After a few thrusts into Ling Zhi's wet flesh cave, He Ming withdrew again and inserted it into Yu Wen's small slit below.

"Oh...it feels so good...thrust harder..."

Yu Wen squinted her lustful eyes, tilting her snow-white neck back, letting out sweet and seductive moans from her small mouth. The tight flesh cave gripped his penis with unparalleled pleasure. He Ming changed to a grinding motion, twisting his hips, making the glans swirl within the tender flesh of the cave.

"Oh...it feels so good to be inside you..."

Yu Wen's vaginal opening was being rubbed so pleasurably that she moaned and cried out in a wanton manner. She tightly embraced Ling Zhi, her delicate feet hooking around Ling Zhi's waist, her round buttocks twisting and thrusting up and down to meet the grinding of the glans, intoxicated by the passion of lust. Her vaginal opening deeply gripped the penis, grinding tightly. Yu Wen was panting heavily, her body covered in fragrant sweat, her eyes half-closed, a satisfied joy showing on her beautiful pink face: "Mmm...so good...so good...you're so strong...oh...I can't...I can't take it...ouch...your cock is too...too big..."

wanton and lewd moans frequently escaped from her sexy little mouth, her wet vaginal fluid overflowing. Even without a penis inside her, it was enough to show how satisfied she was.

"What makes you feel so good?" "

Hearing Yu Wen's lewd moans, He Ming deliberately asked.

"Ugh...you're bullying me...you know perfectly well what I'm asking...it's you...your cock is too...too big..."

Yu Wen was overwhelmed with shyness, closing her alluring eyes and whispering softly.

"You still haven't told me where it feels good?"

He Ming continued to press.

"I'm so embarrassed...you...you just bully me...it's down there...it feels good down there..."

Yu Wen panted rapidly.

"What feels good down there...tell me...or I won't play anymore..."

He Ming continued.

Yu Wen was both ashamed and anxious: "It's down there...my pussy feels so...so good...so comfortable..."

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, He Ming stopped asking and began to thrust vigorously, his glans constantly exploring and plunging into Yu Wen's pussy, touching her clitoris and producing intense pleasure. Yu Wen blushed and twisted her plump, round buttocks that shone like white porcelain.

"Your big cock...it feels so good...so good...I love your big cock so much..."

Yu Wen was so comfortable she was incoherent, which made Ling Zhi, who was on top of her, feel aroused. She reached out and pulled He Ming's hand to her breasts. He Ming put his hand between Yu Wen and Ling Zhi's two pairs of full and soft breasts, enjoying the pleasure of his palms and the backs of his hands being rubbed by the soft and firm flesh. His fingers gently teased the tender nipples, which made Yu Wen and Ling Zhi moan lasciviously. Their two beautiful pink faces were full of passion, and their slightly open eyes made them look extremely charming.

"Oh...so good...ah...ah...mmm..."

The lewd moans revealed infinite love, and He Ming thrust even more vigorously.

"So comfortable... Hmm... So... So great... Oh... I'm so happy..."

Yu Wen whimpered in a daze, her pink face swaying, her eyes filled with seductive allure, her hair flying, and her body covered in fragrant sweat, exuding a seductive and wanton charm like a female dog in heat.

"Oh...oh...it feels so good...so good...oh...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum..."

Yu Wen's brows furrowed, her voice sweet and coquettish, and thick, hot vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina.

He Ming then turned his attention to Ling Zhi, who was bending over, her breasts high and her round, white buttocks raised, her narrow, delicate cleft exposed, the wet vaginal fluid making her rosy labia glisten. She glanced back at He Ming, her charming phoenix eyes alluring.

He Ming knelt behind her, his hand gently caressing her round buttocks, his penis inserted into her anus. She frowned and moaned, "Ah...it's finally my turn again...ah...I'm so impatient..."

Her small hands grabbed haphazardly, accidentally grabbing Yu Wen's full breasts.

"...Ah...look how wanton you are...ah..."

Yu Wen was suddenly attacked by Ling Zhi's breasts, and she moaned incoherently, "Ah...ah...no...don't grab me like that..."

Seeing Yu Wen's unyielding expression, Ling Zhi playfully grasped and kneaded Yu Wen's full breasts, murmuring, "They're so big, they're even as big as mine."

He Ming, leaning over Ling Zhi's snow-white back, thrust his penis in and out. Ling Zhi, unable to hold onto Yu Wen's ample breasts, let He Ming's thrusts caused her long, flowing hair to scatter and flutter. She supported herself on the bed, lasciviously swaying her round hips to meet his thrusts. Her small breasts pressed against Yu Wen's high, firm breasts, creating alluring waves.

He Ming used his left hand to knead Ling Zhi's swaying breasts, the back of his hand bumping against Yu Wen's soft flesh as Ling Zhi's round breasts moved. His right hand caressed her fair, delicate, soft buttocks, thrusting forward forcefully. Ling Zhi's mature and beautiful body twisted backward to meet his thrusts. The penis pressed against Ling Zhi's round buttocks, sending shivers of pleasure through her anus. Her cherry-like lips uttered a seductive moan: "Oh...so good...it feels so good...it feels so good to be penetrated by you...oh...I can't take it anymore...it's so beautiful...so pleasurable...I'm going to cum again..."

Ling Zhi's smooth, snow-white body was covered in glistening beads of sweat. Hearing Ling Zhi's pleas for mercy, He Ming thrust even harder, pushing her to the peak of climax. The tender flesh at the entrance of her vagina flipped in and out with each thrust, her secret passage spasming as it released a large amount of hot, lustful fluid.

"Ah...I'm going to...I'm going to cum...ah..."

Ling Zhi desperately raised her round buttocks to meet He Ming's thrusts. "Oh...oh...it feels so good..." Ling Zhi breathed heavily, ecstatic, leaning over Yu Wen's soft, supple body. He Ming, lying on Ling Zhi's back, looked at Yu Wen beneath her, his hand brushing aside her hair. Yu Wen shyly reached out to wipe the sweat from He Ming's face. Through Ling Zhi's beautiful body, He Ming kissed Yu Wen's pink cheeks and fragrant lips, his hands caressing their smooth, naked bodies as he gently asked, "Are you comfortable? Are you satisfied?"

Ling Zhi said shyly and softly, "Mmm, it feels so good. You're so amazing, you're going to kill me with your play."

Her face flushed crimson with embarrassment. Upon hearing this, Yu Wen blushed and closed her alluring eyes, wriggling coquettishly: "You're so naughty...

you've done this to us and you still ask...you're so bad..."

After her coquettish words, she tightly hugged He Ming, burying her head in his chest in embarrassment. He Ming pulled up her snow-white arms, Yu Wen's ample

breasts pressing against her cleavage.

"What else do you want to do?"

Yu Wen blinked her clear eyes coquettishly: "It's never over...I can't take it anymore...you've made me all swollen..."

He Ming made her kneel on the bed, brushed aside her long, black hair, and brought his penis close to her pink, oval face, saying: "Lick it for me."

Yu Wen shook her head: "No way, I've never even licked my husband's."

Seeing that she refused, He Ming mischievously pressed her head down, pinched her smooth cheeks, and forced her to open her mouth, compelling her to take it in. Yu Wen, left with no choice, parted her soft, thin red lips and took the glans into her mouth. She clumsily sucked on the penis and moved it back and forth, occasionally coughing softly because it went in too deep. Ling

Zhi giggled on the bed, "Go slower, you'll choke her."

He Ming pulled out his penis, pressed Ling Zhi's head down to his crotch, and thrust his penis, covered in Yu Wen's saliva, into Ling Zhi's sexy red lips, grinning wickedly, "Since you're so concerned, then you do it. " Ling

Zhi gently bit her lip, her fragrant tongue sweeping and licking, her small mouth sucking incessantly. Her sexy, alluring cherry lips moved somewhat awkwardly, adding to her bewitching allure. Ling Zhi's fragrant tongue licked the glans, her slender hands cupping the penis, her tongue licking the urethral opening, a charming smile revealing two dimples as she flirted with Yu Wen, as if to say that this way she wouldn't choke.

"My wife's little mouth is still the best!"

He Ming thrust his penis into Ling Zhi's red lips. Yu Wen, unconvinced, knelt beside He Ming's crotch, obediently lowering her pink neck to watch Ling Zhi's actions. Ling Zhi tossed her long, black hair to one side, revealing her snow-white neck and beautiful face, opened her small mouth to suck, and flirted with a seductive smile, her captivating phoenix eyes gazing at He Ming with a charming smile, her long, red tongue licking the thick shaft.

"Alright, let her try." He

Ming pressed down on Ling Zhi's pretty face, which was moving back and forth, while Yu Wen leaned in and opened her rosy lips to take the penis into her mouth.

Ling Zhi knelt in front of He Ming, watching Yu Wen take the penis in, and cooperated by lowering her head to lick He Ming's scrotum. Yu Wen's small tongue rolled around on the penis, and He Ming thrust violently in her warm little mouth.

Ling Zhi suddenly spat out the thick, hard penis, pushed Yu Wen's slender body in front of He Ming, and said, "Fuck her..."

He Ming squeezed his leg between Yu Wen's long thighs, rubbing her swollen vulva. Fu, Yu Wen's flat stomach rippled beautifully, sparse and soft pubic hair dotting her lower abdomen. She frowned, biting her lower lip tightly. Her smooth, snow-white body trembled. He Ming grasped her soft breasts, kneading her firm nipples. Her thighs were wide open, her vagina overflowing with lubrication, her pink labia slightly parted. He Ming inserted his penis.

Yu Wen's vagina remained tight and elastic. He Ming first gently thrust a few times before penetrating deeply. Yu Wen's face flushed, her breathing quickened, her thighs hooked... Behind He Ming, her body went limp and she was completely at his mercy. As soon as He Ming increased his speed, Yu Wen opened her hazy almond-shaped eyes and begged for mercy, "I...I really can't take it anymore...it hurts so much...stop it..."

He Ming looked down at Yu Wen's pink anus, moistened by her love juices, and recalled the ecstatic writhing of her hot flesh in Ling Zhi's rear. His left hand caressed Yu Wen's full breasts, grasping and kneading her soft, large breasts. The pink nipples on Yu Wen's full breasts were erect and throbbing. He Ming... His right hand, which had been caressing her breasts, reached down to Yu Wen's wet, fleshy opening, tracing the tender cleft and teasing her clitoris with his middle and index fingers. His hand then slipped between her tightly closed thighs, touching her delicate labia. Her slightly parted labia were slippery and wet, with vaginal fluid slowly flowing out. His fingers, coated in her love juice, gently slid down the alluring, tight folds of her vulva, probing them.

He Ming made Yu Wen lie face down on the edge of the bed, parted her long, slender legs, grasped her round, white buttocks, and began to twist her hips in circles, his penis moving back and forth between her buttocks. Friction, gripped by the tender flesh of her inner thighs, the glans rubbing against her soft, moist labia, causing her sticky love juice to wet his penis. He Ming moved his glans back, hugging her slender waist tightly, causing her round, white buttocks to protrude backward. His penis pressed against her small anus, slowly forcing open the tight folds of flesh and penetrating. Yu Wen gritted her teeth and groaned in pain: "Ah...ah...ah...it hurts...I made a mistake...ah...it hurts..."

The glans was tightly gripped by the flesh of her anus, a sensation much tighter than that of her vagina, emanating from the flesh... The sensation traveled deep into He Ming's heart. He stroked Yu Wen's smooth, full breasts with his hand, rhythmically thrusting in and out. The feeling of his glans being tightly gripped by her hot, smooth muscles excited him. He pulled Yu Wen back forcefully with his left arm around her waist, while his right hand gripped her full breasts. He thrust his hips forward, pushing his glans deep into her anus. Her plump buttocks were pressed tightly against He Ming's abdomen, the soft flesh deformed by the pressure. Yu Wen cried out weakly, "Ah...ah...be gentle...I've never used that before..." "I've done it... I've already..."

Yu Wen twisted her round, tender buttocks to escape, but He Ming grabbed her slender arms and pressed them against her graceful body. His fingers teased her labia and slipped into her hot, moist opening. He flicked her erect clitoris and caressed her pink, tender vulva. Yu Wen's body trembled and twisted. He Ming straddled her body, spread her beautiful legs, and used all his strength to push his glans deep into her narrow anus.

The tearing sensation made Yu Wen scream and cry, "Ah... I don't want to... It hurts... I can't take it... Please let me go!" "...Pull it out quickly..."

Seeing her trembling cries, He Ming felt even more excited. He thrust hard, his glans penetrating deep inside. Each time He Ming thrust forcefully, Yu Wen cried out, which aroused He Ming more and more, making him thrust even harder. Yu Wen gradually became numb. The love fluid flowing from her vagina moistened her anus, making He Ming's glans move smoothly in and out, and she let out shy moans.

The tight and wet pleasure made He Ming thrust powerfully, and Yu Wen let out a series of cries that were mostly in pain and a little like lewd cries.

Her anus contracted repeatedly, almost snapping his penis in two. He Ming pressed tightly against her back, closing his eyes to enjoy the unparalleled pleasure. He felt someone caressing him, rubbing back and forth from his chest to his scrotum between his legs. He Ming opened his eyes; it was Ling Zhi. Her other hand was kneading her soft breasts, her alluring eyes slightly closed, breathing heavily. She grabbed He Ming's hand and pressed it against her soft breasts, slowly moving closer to his body. She thrust her firm breasts to He Ming's lips, and he opened his mouth to suckle her erect nipples, licking them with his tongue. His hand explored her wet vulva, the sticky fluid flowing down the inside of Ling Zhi's smooth thighs.

He Ming touched her smooth petals, and Ling Zhi slightly twisted her sexy body. He Ming leaned down to kiss her lips, and she extended her fragrant tongue for him to suckle. Her slender fingers caressed the penis that He Ming was thrusting into Yu Wen's moist buttocks. She sat on Yu Wen's slender, kneeling body at the head of the bed, opened her fair thighs, and cupped He Ming's head in her small hands, slowly pressing it towards her bare private parts.

He Ming leaned down, parted her delicate petals, and the love juice glistened at the entrance of her light pink flesh. He Ming stuck out his tongue and licked the clitoris at the entrance. Ling Zhi convulsed slightly, letting out muffled breaths, her small, round buttocks swaying. He Ming sucked on her clitoris with his lips, his fingers moving back and forth inside her flesh, the slippery touch bringing him unprecedented pleasure.

Ling Zhi closed her eyes, swaying her round, pert buttocks as she pressed them against He Ming's lips. Her heavy breathing stopped after a moment of throbbing. She jumped off the bed and stood next to Yu Wen, turning her back to He Ming. She bent over, raised her round buttocks, and spread her thighs, her hands on the edge of the bed. She looked back at He Ming with a seductive gaze. Her thin, soft labia and pink anus radiated a captivating glow. He Ming looked at the beautiful curves of her long legs and round buttocks, and his penis grew even thicker.

"Okay...come on...come on...I want it..."

Ling Zhi moaned seductively. Yu Wen, seeing her savior, quickly shook her plump, white buttocks: "Go ahead, she can't wait any longer."

He Ming hurriedly pulled his penis out of Yu Wen's hot anus. As their bodies separated, it made a soft "pop" sound, like a cork being pulled out. Yu Wen's tight anus was stretched into a round "o" shape by He Ming. Yu Wen touched her sore anus, which was being penetrated by He Ming, and said coquettishly, "Oh...look...it can't close anymore..."

He Ming lay on the bed and beckoned to Ling Zhi. Ling Zhi climbed on top of him, her small hands grasping his penis and pressing it against her anus as she sat down. Her round, jade-like breasts rose and fell in front of her, her slender waist swayed, and her lips curled into a smile. He

Ming's penis was gripped tighter and tighter by her vaginal walls, throbbing continuously. She rode him quickly, her slender hands supporting herself on He Ming's chest.

He Ming said to Yu Wen beside him, "Come here too."

"What for?"

Yu Wen said coquettishly, climbing onto the bed and snuggling up to He Ming. He Ming grabbed her slender waist, pulled her round buttocks onto his head, and spread her rounded ankles apart. Yu Wen's long, beautiful legs were spread wide, and her firm breasts pressed against He Ming's head. Smelling the milky fragrance emanating from her breasts, He Ming's hand reached towards her high, firm breasts, touching her soft, elastic breasts.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Wen pouted coquettishly. He Ming grasped her large breasts, savoring the wonderful touch, and twisted her tender nipples with his fingers.

"Move up a bit, sit on my face,"

He Ming ordered. Yu Wen moved her white, tender buttocks, and as soon as her soft flesh touched them, He Ming's mouth began to lick her buttocks, feeling the smooth and elastic skin. His tongue slid along the cleft of her buttocks to her writhing anus, and He Ming extended his tongue, gently teasing the delicate folds of flesh.

"Ah...no...it's so itchy...it's so sore..."

Yu Wen cried out lasciviously. He Ming looked at Yu Wen's full breasts, rounded shoulders, and pert, round, and large buttocks—truly a beauty. His tongue continued to lick her anus, which was stretched into an 'O' shape. The intense stimulation caused Yu Wen to involuntarily contract her vaginal opening and anus, and the round hole stretched open by his penis slowly returned to its original shape.

Yu Wen touched her tightly closed anus with satisfaction, then lowered her breasts and kissed He Ming's face with her soft, cherry-like lips.

"Ah...ah, so good...ah..."

Ling Zhi's sexy body undulated on He Ming's body. Although Yu Wen blocked his view, He Ming couldn't see Ling Zhi's alluring expression, but he was satisfied with her wanton moans. She smiled as she watched He Ming reach out and hug the young man's neck, her cherry lips slightly parted as she kissed He Ming's mouth. He Ming's hands roamed over her soft breasts, Yu Wen's tongue slid in He Ming's mouth, He Ming's right hand slid down to Yu Wen's mound of Venus and caressed it, his left hand touching... He gazed at Yu Wen's alluring breasts, pinching her nipples with his fingers. His mouth moved to her ample breasts, sucking and kissing her nipples. Yu Wen's pubic hair was wet with her love juice. He Ming stretched out his fingers and stirred them inside Yu Wen's vagina. Yu Wen's slender waist swayed slowly, and she moaned softly. Her love juice flowed out, wetting the sheets. He Ming's penis was inserted into Ling Zhi's wet and hot vagina, enveloped by the soft and slippery walls. Ling Zhi's wet vagina swallowed his penis, wriggling and squeezing the glans, contracting and panting, making "woo-woo" sounds.

Yu Wen moved away from He Ming's eyes and looked at Ling Zhi with him. Ling Zhi's face was flushed, her hair was messy, and she was sweating. Her tender white breasts swayed, and her vagina swallowed and caressed his penis. He Ming suddenly lifted his buttocks and thrust his penis upwards, hearing her cry out, "Ah...ah...it feels so good..."

Seeing the sweat on Ling Zhi's forehead, He Ming couldn't bear to let her continue. He placed his hands on her rounded shoulders, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her hair and taking deep breaths. As he gently kissed the smooth skin on her snow-white neck, Ling Zhi leaned against He Ming, panting heavily. Her moist, soft lips pressed against He Ming's mouth, her tender little tongue exploring within his mouth. He Ming held Ling Zhi's plump, warm body, his hands caressing her soft buttocks.

Yu Wen pressed her full breasts against him, and He Ming greedily touched and kissed the four rounded breasts that dazzled him. He lowered his head and took turns sucking and licking the equally tender nipples, listening to the soft and charming moans coming from both sides. His hands took turns grasping and kneading the tender and bouncy four buttocks. Yu Wen's skin was very white and smooth, her plump buttocks were very voluptuous, her waist and abdomen were rounded curves, her mons pubis was full, and the sparse pubic hair could not cover her bulging vulva. There was no gap between her long thighs, her knees were round and her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also very delicate. Ling Zhi's round buttocks also had rounded lines, her soft waist was more slender than Yu Wen's, and her jade legs were straight and slender. The two women's breasts were equally full and round.

He Ming lowered his head and took Yu Wen's left breast into his mouth, licking the nipple with his tongue. He grasped Ling Zhi's right breast with his left hand and rubbed it. His right hand reached down between Ling Zhi's legs and touched the smooth skin on the inside of her thigh. Ling Zhi panted and spread her legs, arching her waist and bringing her mons pubis to He Ming's penis. She pressed He Ming's head against her chest, pressing it tightly against her soft breasts. Her tender nipples hardened in He Ming's mouth, and he sucked hard on her nipples. Yu Wen looked down at He Ming, her sweet breath spraying onto his face.

He Ming kissed Yu Wen's lips. She closed her eyes and moaned comfortably, her gaze hazy, breathing heavily as if she were crying. Her small hands kept stroking He Ming's back. He Ming inserted his penis into Yu Wen's wet and soft vagina. The hot, soft, and slippery vagina was filled with warmth. He Ming used the head of his penis to stir and thrust wildly inside her vagina, while his fingers probed and teased the outside of Yu Wen's burning vagina. Yu Wen's full mons pubis felt like a thick cushion as He Ming thrust into her. The pleasure was indescribable. She arched her back and swayed her round buttocks, humming softly, enjoying He Ming's thrusts. The sound of "slap slap slap" came from her vagina, which was filled with love juice. Yu Wen swayed her round buttocks back and forth as He Ming frantically thrust his penis, which was covered in Yu Wen's love juice. Yu Wen's love juice was also squeezed out by He Ming's penis and flowed down her thighs. Yu Wen's vaginal walls spasmed repeatedly, her erect mons pubis actively undulating the penis. He Ming, with his tongue, played with her nipple.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Yu Wen moaned continuously, shaking her round buttocks: "Oh...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh..."

He Ming held her shoulders, increasing the speed of his penis's thrusts, as if trying to shove his penis and scrotum into her vagina together.

"Oh...oh...oh..."

Yu Wen's moans grew louder. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans streamed down He Ming's back, down his arms and thighs onto the carpet. Sweat dripped from his face and head, mingling with Yu Wen's sweat and flowing down her chest and stomach. Yu Wen looked passionately into He Ming's eyes, thrusting her hips up and down, raising her mons pubis to welcome He Ming's penis as it entered her. She breathed heavily. They changed positions; Yu Wen lay face down on the bed, legs spread wide, her white buttocks raised. He Ming used his hands to part her plump buttocks, revealing pink labia. Dark pubic hair glistened damply, and her vulva opened wide, revealing a glimpse of the opening.

He Ming held Yu Wen's slender waist, his penis aimed at her opening, the glans gently pressing against the center of her labia, his pubic bone pressing against her buttocks, and then his penis entered her. He Ming leaned forward, cupping her large right breast with his right hand, his fingers deftly teasing the hard nipple.

Yu Wen's lower abdomen thrust forward, her back swaying back and forth, his penis sliding lightly inside her lubricated vagina. He Ming watched his penis move in and out between Yu Wen's buttocks, listening to her unconscious, pleasant moans, and increased the intensity of his movements, thrusting faster and faster, pulling more and more of the vaginal mucosa from his penis.

He Ming lay on top of Yu Wen, his hands squeezing her full breasts, his thrusting not slowing. Yu Wen's body was limp, then suddenly her vagina contracted, and He Ming's glans felt a distinct warmth, tightly gripping his penis. He Ming knew she was nearing her climax, and he intensified his thrusts, a tingling, numbing sensation spreading through his glans.

"I'm going to cum!"

He Ming said urgently, his hands gripping Yu Wen's fair buttocks tightly. He thrust his penis upwards forcefully, penetrating her tightly contracted vagina a few more times before forcefully pulling out his lower body, his penis deeply inserted to the very end of her vagina.

"Shoot inside,"

Yu Wen said with difficulty, twisting her delicate body. Her eyes widened, her mouth opened, and her body stiffened and convulsed. Her vagina tightened, and He Ming's penis began to throb rapidly. The glans swelled violently, and Yu Wen's vagina also spasmed in waves. He Ming could no longer control himself and his semen shot straight into Yu Wen's vagina, all of it shooting towards her uterus.

"Oh... ah... oh..." Unaware that her slender waist was enjoying the waves of contractions inside her vagina, Yu Wen's vaginal walls tightly gripped his penis due to the orgasm. Between her open thighs, her vagina enveloped the penis inserted between them, and streams of semen flowed inside. The two embraced and caressed each other.

After getting up, Yu Wen left without a word. Although He Ming felt a little reluctant, he couldn't possibly stop her. His emotions were already a mess, and if he only thought about possessing more beautiful women, he would eventually suffer the consequences.

He Ming had always coveted Yu Wen's body. He had thought that they would only ever be passersby in each other's lives, and he had always waited with regret. He never dreamed that he would get what he wanted so unexpectedly under these circumstances. It felt unreal, like a lustful dream.

"Why did this woman take the initiative to have a relationship with me? Is she getting revenge on her husband?"

He Ming considered this possibility, and couldn't find any other reason.

Ling Zhi didn't praise He Ming's behavior at all. Obviously, she was somewhat resentful that her nominal fiancé had a relationship with another unrelated woman. However, at that moment, she was so weak and her mind was blank that she didn't have any thought of objecting.

He Ming, of course, also noticed the woman's strange behavior, and felt somewhat gratified. After all, this proved that he still held a certain place in her heart.

He Ming moved back to Ling Zhi's house and stayed in Guangnan City for a few more days. He quietly practiced his hypnosis, and every day he would sneak into Nanjing University to check on Chen Xuan, trying to see if his trump card had achieved its intended effect.

He Ming knew absolutely nothing about Chen Xuan's situation at Nanjing University. It would have been very difficult to follow her normally, but fortunately, because of the university's anniversary celebration, the winter break was extended by about half a month, and he had been selected as a hostess and had to train in the studio every day, providing him with a fixed location for observation.

He Ming noticed that since he had revealed everything, Huo Dong hadn't contacted Chen Xuan for several days. Clearly, he was facing a difficult decision, indicating that the matter had indeed cast a heavy shadow over him.

However, He Ming wasn't at all relieved, because judging from Chen Xuan's behavior, she obviously didn't know about the matter. Although she had sensed something was wrong, she hadn't confirmed what had happened.

Since he wasn't too busy, He Ming decided to stay a few more days until he was sure Chen Xuan and Huo Dong had completely broken up before he could return to Jiangzhou City.

In truth, He Ming knew very well that as long as he learned hypnosis, he could solve all his current troubles. However, he wasn't a genius in this area; if he had the talent, he'd be praying to Buddha to keep learning. How could he expect to achieve such

success overnight? He had to take it one step at a time, step by step. On the fifth night, He Ming received a call from Chen Xuan. Of course, it wasn't a greeting; she just hysterically shouted, "He Ming, I'll never forgive you!"

He Ming was secretly pleased. He knew his plan must have worked; otherwise, Chen Xuan wouldn't have been so angry. With a slightly excited heart, he had a beautiful dream. In his dream, he was knocked unconscious by all the women he admired—Chen Xuan, Xia Jingmei, even Li Suya—each one so beautiful and gentle!

He woke up to find it was already bright outside. He Ming rubbed his slightly stiff cheeks from smiling, then ate breakfast, greeted the old lady, and left the villa with light steps. He was going to Nanjing University to check on the situation.

He Ming arrived at Nanjing University and found that Chen Xuan hadn't participated in training. After some inquiries, he learned that she was in her dormitory. Unable to enter the girls' dormitory, she could only wait there.

After a moment's thought, He Ming knew that simply waiting wasn't a solution. The only way was to find out which girls shared a dormitory with Chen Xuan and see if he could glean any information from them.

Of course, to find out who Chen Xuan lived with, he first needed to know which class she was in. Gathering this information about an ordinary student would be quite troublesome, but she was indeed the school beauty, practically a celebrity.

He Ming found out everything with relatively little effort. Then, as always, he pretended to be Chen Xuan's younger brother, found one of Chen Xuan's roommates, and after some time getting to know her, and carefully crafting lies, finally extracted the information he wanted—Chen Xuan had indeed broken up with her boyfriend!

He Ming was completely relieved and leisurely walked out of the school. He didn't plan to stay any longer; he was eager to return to Jiangzhou City to continue learning hypnosis from that old man. This was his key to solving all his future problems. If he couldn't learn it, he really didn't know how he would deal with the tangled mess of emotional issues caused by greed.

The biggest feature of hypnosis is psychological suggestion, which can gradually change a person's subconscious, thus fundamentally changing their attitude towards problems. For example, a woman, under normal circumstances, would certainly not want to share a man with more women, but if she is hypnotized and gradually suggested to have polygamy, this becomes possible. Of course, this also includes parents who don't want their daughters to serve a man with other women.

This was He Ming's wicked plan.

That afternoon, He Ming booked a train ticket, but it was during the Spring Festival travel rush, and the seats were already sold out for three days later. So he had to endure three more days in Guangnan before boarding the train home.

As dawn broke, He Ming walked out of Jiangzhou City Railway Station, breathed in the familiar air, and then rushed back to Taoyuan District.

Since it was still early and Xia Jingmei hadn't gone to work yet, she carefully inquired about the trip from her adopted son. She knew that He Ming had never traveled far before, so she was somewhat worried.

He Ming hastily finished dealing with the situation, rested for a couple of hours, and then went out. Since that night a few days ago when he had slept with two women he shouldn't have had a chance with, he hadn't tasted "love" again, which was pure torture for this man who was very sexually active.

After leaving, He Ming thought it over carefully and decided to go see Mei Gui. Although he was currently more interested in Shen Yuru, whom he hadn't been with for long, she was already pregnant with his child, so it was best to avoid things during this period. Besides, Mei Gui didn't truly like him, so he planned to maintain a relationship with her regularly and try to win her over both physically and emotionally; only then would he feel at ease.

He Ming first called Fu Feng to find out where Mei Gui was, then took a taxi and rushed to his destination.

He Ming rang the doorbell, and after a moment the door opened. Mei Gui stood lazily inside. Perhaps because she worked late at the karaoke bar, she looked a little dazed, with a hint of annoyance at being interrupted from her sleep. Her eyes were hazy, her small red lips were slightly pouting, and her beautiful hair was casually draped in a slightly messy style. She wore a light pink nightgown, the fabric of which was slightly sheer, revealing glimpses of her white underwear underneath. Her breasts and buttocks were pushed up against the fabric, revealing their beautiful curves. On her jade-like feet were a pair of white fur slippers, slightly revealing a section of her snow-white instep, and the bright red of her nipples was faintly visible.

When she saw that it was He Ming, Mei Gui's expression changed slightly, a hint of fear showing on her face. She then obediently stepped aside.

He Ming walked in like a slave owner, then looked around, completely like an inspecting leader.

Mei Gui didn't speak, and went to the bathroom to wash up. He Ming was somewhat displeased. As soon as the woman came out, he suddenly stood up, pushed her down onto the sofa, and eagerly kissed her, his large hands quickly roaming around.

Their tongues intertwined, exchanging loving saliva, and He Ming felt his penis grow bigger, thicker, and harder.

He Ming impatiently unbuttoned Mei Gui's nightgown, revealing her high, snow-white breasts, topped with two bright red nipples. He Ming couldn't help but gently squeeze them, feeling how soft, full, and elastic they were, and then kneaded them with a little more force.

Mei Gui trembled all over. Her breasts were perfectly round, her nipples erect, already hardening due to her rising lust, thrusting forward as if beckoning He Ming to pinch and knead them.

He Ming, of course, didn't back down. He grasped one breast with both hands, squeezing and twisting, as if trying to tear them off.

He Ming's tongue began licking between Mei Gui's two breasts, sucking on her nipples, first the left one. His mouth was on her breast, his tongue swirling around the nipple.

"Ah, your breasts are so beautiful,"

He Ming said, grasping her full breasts with a deliberately lewd grin.

Mei Gui, though not particularly fond of He Ming, couldn't resist such teasing and vulgar language; her pretty face flushed completely.

He Ming vigorously rubbed Mei Gui's breasts back and forth. Soon, under his teasing, her breasts swelled up large and plump, especially the two small nipples, which, when pinched, resembled two grapes. He then leaned down slightly, parting Mei Gui's clothes with his left hand, burying his head in her high breasts, sucking and biting her nipples frantically. His other hand slid down to Mei Gui's thighs, lifting her skirt and reaching for her most private parts, gently rubbing her pubic hair-covered, full vulva.

Mei Gui could no longer hold back; her whole body trembled uncontrollably. She whispered softly, "No...it's so itchy," her plump hips and waist twisting wildly. He Ming's caresses made her vagina feel numb and tingly, and her large buttocks swayed incessantly, actually seeking to intensify the pleasure.

He Ming then took one of her breasts into his mouth, filling it with the translucent red nipple, the mushroom-shaped nipple beneath it, and half of the jade peak. He sucked hard, slowly drawing upwards from the waist.

This sucking sent Mei Gui into a trembling, paralyzed sensation, as if her soul had left her body. She let out a long "Oh..." Her lower orifice couldn't hold back any longer, and her juices flowed out in torrents.

He Ming's mouth, still holding her breast, moved to the tip, and he used his teeth to gently bite Mei Gui's translucent red nipple. With each bite, Mei Gui trembled, her thighs twisting, her jade gate opening and closing, and a stream of lustful fluid gushed from her peach blossom cave. Her shoulders swayed back and forth, and she kept moaning, "Ah... Ah..."

Seeing Mei Gui's lower body twisting violently, He Ming inserted his middle finger into her wetness to test it. It was already a vast expanse of fluid. He deliberately said, "Good wife, why did you pee?"

"Hmm... Oh... No... Bad brother... You're bullying me..."

Mei Gui moaned unconsciously.

As He Ming spoke, he used his hand to probe further into the pool of water. Her throbbing cervix twitched and expanded, jumping and bouncing wildly. When it touched his middle finger, it bit down like a baby's mouth and wouldn't let go.

Mei Gui couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Ah... Good brother... Quick... Quickly take your hand out, I can't take it anymore..."

"You wet sister, your wetness has bitten my hand, I can't get it out. " "

While He Ming was speaking, his hands weren't idle. Although his thumb and forefinger were outside, they were already pinching Mei Gui's most

sensitive clitoris. The clitoris was already engorged and hard, and with his pinching, her whole body trembled uncontrollably. The faster he pinched, the more violently it trembled. His mouth was still sucking on her breast. This would make even the most wanton woman, let alone the long-deprived Mei Gui, cry out for her mother and father.

"Oh... Oh... Brother... Don't touch your sister... Ah... It's so itchy..."

Mei Gui couldn't help but moan, her thighs clamping He Ming's hand tightly. Soon, she released her vaginal fluid again.

He Ming withdrew his hand and held his wet hand to Mei Gui's flushed face, asking, "Good wife, look, you're really so horny."

Mei Gui gave him a beautiful, disdainful look, then covered her face with her hands and turned away.

He Ming laughed heartily, grabbed Mei Gui's shoulders, turned her around, and facing her blushing, pretty face, whispered to her, "Good sister, let your brother taste your little cunt." "

No...it's ticklish..."

Mei Gui said softly.

"Good wife, brother hasn't tasted her in so long, I miss her so much." He

Ming gave Mei Gui a passionate kiss, watching her large, swollen breasts tremble like ocean waves. He bent down and took one of the small mounds into his mouth, licking it incessantly with his tongue.

Mei Gui trembled all over from the sucking and licking, crying out, "Mmm...good man...my good brother...don't lick anymore...hum...it's so itchy..."

He Ming's hand stroked up Mei Gui's long, slender thighs. At this moment, his erect penis seemed to be throbbing, as if it wanted to burst out of his pants. He couldn't wait to caress Mei Gui's round buttocks and the pubic hair. The two mounds of flesh were high and round, with a small stream flowing with lustful fluid in the middle. Mei Gui's panties were already wet. It was soaked through, clinging tightly to her vulva, making her already swollen and engorged vulva, the size of a steamed bun, clearly visible.

He Ming could no longer suppress his lust; he hastily pulled down Mei Gui's already soaked panties, then gently rubbed his hand on her pubic hair. Under He Ming's constant rubbing, Mei Gui's vulva heated up, her labia trembling intermittently, while her legs tightly clamped together, writhing incessantly.

He Ming spread Mei Gui's legs apart, pressing his index finger against her vulva, moving it upwards. When his finger touched her sensitive labia minora, she trembled as if struck, turning her head away, moaning dreamily, "Mmm...ah...dear brother...take your hand out...ah...don't use your hand...ah..."

Mei Gui's vaginal fluids flowed uncontrollably, wetting He Ming's hands again. Her lust surged rapidly; her slender waist swayed, her heart raced, and her vagina was unbearably itchy, constantly leaking fluids.

He Ming said, "Good wife, you have so much fluid."

He Ming moved his hand away, but instead put his head between Mei Gui's thighs, clearly seeing her pubic hair glistening, her two full petals opening and closing.

Without a word, He Ming slipped between Mei Gui's warm thighs, his nose pressing against her vulva, his tongue licking the area beneath her vulva. His tongue then licked around her anus, cleaning the area, before inserting it and licking it repeatedly.

"Ah...no...don't lick there...it's dirty..."

Mei Gui twisted her buttocks violently.

"Dirty? My wife's anus smells so good."

He Ming licked Mei Gui's anus again.

Suddenly, Mei Gui couldn't help but grasp He Ming's penis and slowly began to play with it. The already enormous shaft grew even larger under her smooth, delicate hands, gradually becoming as hard as an iron rod.

She lovingly held his large penis tightly, her hands stroking it up and down, making it even larger and harder.

Mei Gui said shyly to He Ming, "Oh...so big..."

As she spoke, she lay on top of him, her small hands cupping his penis and sucking on it. Clearly, anyone with desire, under the influence of lust, would have all reason completely devoured.

"Ah...so good...wife...your little mouth is so good."

He Ming cried out, "Turn your big ass towards me, brother wants to eat your little hole too."

Mei Gui obediently turned her plump big ass towards He Ming, straddled him, gently grasped He Ming's big penis with one jade hand, opened her small mouth, and slowly took He Ming's purplish-blue, thick and strong penis into her mouth, gently sucking.

He Ming's big glans filled her small mouth completely. Then she would lick the glans and urethral opening with her fragrant tongue from time to time, and constantly suck with her cherry lips and gently bite the fleshy barbs on He Ming's big glans with her pearly teeth.

While enjoying Mei Gui's service, He Ming admired her big ass. Mei Gui's crescent-shaped big ass was round and plump, snow-white and smooth, and exuded an intoxicating fleshy fragrance.

He Ming's large hands roughly kneaded her big buttocks, separating her two fleshy buttocks to reveal her tender little anus that he had already deflowered. He Ming stuck out his tongue and gently licked Mei Gui's little anus.

Mei Gui's delicate body trembled. She spat out He Ming's large penis, turned around, and hummed coquettishly, "Husband, it's so numb, so itchy..."

He Ming forcefully probed Mei Gui's little anus with his tongue, making Mei Gui giggle. He then lewdly said, "Who told you to have such a charming little anus?"

He Ming slapped Mei Gui's big buttocks a few times, making Mei Gui cry out, "Bad husband, bad brother, it hurts..."

He Ming smiled and kissed Mei Gui's big buttocks, saying, "Baby, my little beauty, tell brother, who deflowered your little anus?"

Mei Gui shyly twisted her big buttocks, humming, "Wasn't it you, you little rascal, who did it..."

"Then from now on, who will fuck your little anus?"

He Ming said, gently inserting his finger into Mei Gui's little anus. Mei Gui's little anus contracted tightly, clamping his finger tightly.

"Only for you to fuck, only for you, you big pervert!"

Mei Gui gave He Ming a lewd, seductive smile, then grasped his large penis, brushed aside her disheveled hair, and lowered her head to lick it again. This time, she started by licking He Ming's testicles, then slowly sucked and licked the base of his penis, and finally opened her small mouth to take it in, beginning to suck rhythmically.

In an instant, He Ming felt his penis tightly encircled by the hot, tender flesh of Mei Gui's vagina, his glans being bitten and sucked fiercely by Mei Gui's cervix, giving him an infinitely wonderful sensation and feeling incredibly comfortable. He shouted, and a large gush of thick semen shot out, causing Mei Gui to tremble violently again, unable to help but moan wildly for a while. December 3rd,
Chapter 221: Shen Yuru's Charm.

The next two days passed uneventfully. He Ming focused entirely on learning hypnosis from the old man. He felt he had never been so serious about anything before, more focused than when he was in class at the orphanage.

On the third day, He Ming received a predictable phone call from Chen Xuan's mother. Of course, she wasn't just calling out for no reason, and her words held little real meaning. Her angry rebuke could be summarized as, "You just wait!"

He Ming had already considered the consequences before acting, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't believe Chen Xuan and her mother would dare to escalate the situation. A woman's innocence was clearly more important than a man's, especially given their family's public-facing status.

As the saying goes, God is fair. Men can only become successful through their own hard work. As for their chastity, who cares? Women, on the other hand, can rely on their husbands to become successful, but to find a rich and handsome man, they mostly need perfect looks and a pure body as capital. That's reality. If this rule is broken, who knows what society will become? Therefore, certain virginity repair surgeries can be considered the most inhumane and seriously violate men's right to know!

Time passed peacefully, and it was almost February. There were only a few days left until the Spring Festival. He Ming hadn't forgotten one thing. According to the time, Shen Yuru's baby was already six months

along. The Spring Festival was just around the corner. It was a grand and joyous occasion. After discussion, Secretary Su's family came to Taoyuan District to partner with them this year. In addition, Meng Lei and her father and daughter and Master Fang were also there.

Because his daughter owed him such a large favor, Menglei's father insisted on visiting on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Although he was a worker, he was very generous that day, bringing several large bags of gifts and some local specialties from the countryside. Of course, these weren't expensive gifts for He Ming's family, but the sentiment was more pleasing than anything else.

As for Master Fang, since Menglei's illness still needed observation, it was worthwhile for him to stay and spend the Spring Festival in another city.

In the joyous atmosphere, He Ming didn't realize a problem: Menglei still didn't know about his relationship with Su Xue.

With both families gathered together, they couldn't help but talk about this. He Ming involuntarily glanced at Menglei, inwardly cursing his bad luck. But what could he do to salvage the situation?

"Well, it's good that she knows now. Although it will be more difficult to pursue her later, at least there's no need to hide it like that!"

He Ming comforted himself.

In modern society, traditional festivals have increasingly lost their festive atmosphere, becoming more and more desolate year by year. Only the occasional sound of firecrackers can suddenly remind people that this is not an ordinary day. Ultimately, this is entirely due to the abundance of material and spiritual culture; eating good food no longer excites people, and one can find their own interests without being surrounded by crowds.

During this unusually quiet Lunar New Year, He Ming naturally didn't forget his women. Mei Gui and Liu Qinyue had returned to their hometowns, and the most pitiful was Shen Yuru, who truly couldn't go home.

He Ming knew that all of this was his fault, so he set aside some free time each day to visit her. However, because there were guests at his home during the New Year, he couldn't have a meal with her. He could see Shen Yuru's disappointment and felt truly guilty.

The three days of the Lunar New Year finally passed, and He Ming couldn't wait to go and visit Shen Yuru.

He Ming arrived at Shen Yuru's residence and entered. He found her wearing a loose-fitting, sheer dress, her fiery curves subtly revealed. Her curly hair was casually styled, with a few strands of bangs falling across her face, making her milky cheeks appear even whiter, giving her a kind of disheveled beauty. Her bright, phoenix-shaped eyes shimmered with a captivating allure, their tranquility unable to conceal the tender emotions beneath. Although her lower abdomen was clearly protruding, the rest of her figure remained unchanged—full-figured, with a firm bust, shapely hips, and long legs. Her pregnancy was serene, yet it seemed to conceal a deep, unspoken yearning, as if silently proclaiming her thirst.

"Why did you buy things again?"

Shen Yuru looked at He Ming, shaking her head helplessly. This young man bought things every time he came, even if it was two or three times a day. Now she had so many gifts she didn't know where to put them.

"Hehe, I asked around, and these things are better for pregnant women!"

He Ming chuckled sheepishly. In fact, he always said the same thing every time he brought something.

"Sit down!"

Shen Yuru instructed, then picked up a cup to pour water.

"No, no, no, let me do it!"

He Ming quickly got up to help, saying, "We should find you a caregiver!"

"No need, I can still move around freely!"

Shen Yuru politely declined.

"But I'm worried!" He Ming said, frowning. Shen Yuru didn't say anything more; she knew she couldn't argue with him.

The two sat down, and He Ming noticed that Shen Yuru was rubbing her shoulders and legs occasionally, her brows slightly furrowed. So he quickly asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, just my shoulders and legs are a little sore!"

Shen Yuru shook her head nonchalantly, giving him a reassuring look.

"Come on, let me massage you!"

He Ming felt a pang of pity, stood up, walked behind the sofa, and gently kneaded Shen Yuru's shoulders from behind.

Shen Yuru slowly closed her beautiful eyes, a hint of happiness and tranquility appearing on her mature and gorgeous face. For a woman, the happiest thing is to have a man who cares about her.

He Ming was initially focused on making his wife more comfortable, but as time went on, he became somewhat distracted. Because Shen Yuru's halter dress had a loose neckline, his movements caused the neckline to shift, revealing a large expanse of her fair shoulders. Moreover, the straps of her delicate bra were clearly visible, and looking further down, a deep cleavage was clearly revealed. Her two breasts, which were fuller than before, were partially exposed, and a sexy black semi-transparent lace bra was about to burst open.

"Only unsatisfied women like to wear black lingerie!"

This phrase unconsciously echoed in He Ming's mind, a surge of heat rising from his lower body. His hands began to wander, first gently caressing the smooth skin of her shoulders, then his wicked fingers began to roam down her delicate collarbone.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Yuru asked, her pretty face slightly flushed.

"Wife, no, I really want it, what should I do?"

He Ming pleaded.

"Aren't you afraid of hurting the baby?"

Shen Yuru didn't directly refuse, indicating she also felt very empty.

"If I do the math, it's only been a few days since I gave birth five months ago, it's still a safe period. I promise this is the last time!"

He Ming explained, he was very particular about this and had already considered everything carefully.

"You little pervert, you've calculated everything very thoroughly!"

Shen Yuru smiled, a hint of coquettishness in her eyes.

Seeing that the woman didn't object, He Ming lowered his head and gently breathed on her delicate neck.

"You're so annoying!"

Shen Yuru's face flushed even more, her rosy cheeks like two vibrant roses in bloom. Her girlish coquettishness was quite charming.

He Ming couldn't resist any longer, his hands sliding down.

He Ming's hands slipped under Shen Yuru's collar, grasping her two full breasts through the thin bra, and slowly kneading them. The woman's mouth was slightly open, her beautiful eyes half-closed, a look of enjoyment on her face. To be honest, because of her pregnancy, she had been holding back a lot, so at this moment, she had no other thoughts but to fully experience the pleasure brought by sex.

He Ming withdrew his hands, walked to the front, and gently laid the woman's fragrant shoulders down on the sofa.

Shen Yuru's two jade-like legs then lifted onto the sofa, her nightgown lifting slightly, revealing a pair of pure white panties. The plump vulva, with its bulging buds, was clearly visible to He Ming through the tight lace cuffs of the panties.

When Shen Yuru saw He Ming staring blankly at her lower body and swallowed hard, she realized her embarrassment. Her hands instinctively moved downwards, trying to straighten her clothes and cover her private parts.

However, just as her hands touched her skirt, which had billowed up to her thighs from the shock, He Ming stopped her. After a moment, she slowly reached out her left arm, picked up He Ming's right hand from the back of the sofa beside her, and gently placed it on her thigh.

The warmth and trembling of his beautiful leg stimulated He Ming's nerves. After a four- or five-second pause, his breathing began to quicken. Suddenly, He Ming took two steps forward, leaned close to Shen Yuru's face, and showered her face and snow-white neck with passionate kisses.

Shen Yuru's left hand was grabbed by He Ming, while her right hand struggled to push him away: "No, husband, be gentle...no!"

After a series of intense sucking sensations, nine-tenths of her strength had been drained, and her pushes became a half-hearted resistance.

He Ming kissed and licked her frantically, even trying to force his tongue into her mouth. At the same time, his right hand, which had been holding her hand, moved towards the triangle area under her skirt, while his left hand tightly embraced her waist and abdomen, pressing her firm breasts against his chest.

"Ugh...be gentle...be careful of the baby..."

He Ming's slightly rough behavior worried her, so she mumbled a warning.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

He Ming reassured her. In truth, he loved children more than anyone else, and his roughness was limited to small, subtle movements.

Shen Yuru's pitiful expression stirred He Ming's heart. She was so alluring. Without hesitation, he raised his hands and tremblingly began to untie the belt of her nightgown. Seeing her chest gradually revealed, Shen Yuru couldn't help but cover herself with her hands again.

When He Ming's gaze fell upon her full, firm breasts, encased in a white lace bra, he swallowed hard several times. He couldn't resist gently moving her hands away, and his two mischievous hands began to roam over her breasts, which were too large to be grasped with one hand due to her pregnancy, slowly kneading them through the exquisite bra.

Soon, Shen Yuru's breathing became slightly heavier, but she kept her eyes tightly closed and turned her head to the side, her body tense with tension and shame. This state of feigned resistance only prompted He Ming to slowly slip his hands along her delicate, firm skin into her private area, and then begin to caress her pubic hair through her panties.

"No...don't do this...it itches...don't do this..."

Shen Yuru shifted slightly, her body tense with discomfort. Her hands instinctively pushed away He Ming's intrusive hands, but a sudden chill ran down her spine as she realized her breasts were almost completely exposed. She quickly pulled one hand back to cover her chest.

In that moment of hesitation, He Ming slipped his finger inside her white panties. When the tip of his index finger touched the edge of her warm, slippery vulva, Shen Yuru's body trembled violently, her delicate frame instantly going limp.

Without further hesitation, as if encouraged, He Ming pulled her panties aside, lowered his head, and began licking her wet, warm vulva. At the same time, his left hand forcefully pushed up her bra, exposing Shen Yuru's right breast, which was then vigorously kneaded and caressed by He Ming's large hand.

As He Ming's nimble tongue parted her tightly closed petals and gently slid into the crevice, Shen Yuru cried out, "Ah..."

Thanks to his skillful hands and tongue, after a few minutes, Shen Yuru's vaginal fluids finally began to seep out, drop by drop. When her lovely little vulva was almost completely wet, He Ming slowly spread her slightly engorged labia majora with his right hand, circling his tongue along the folds of her vaginal walls, occasionally teasing the small, protruding clitoris, finally stopping at the alluring entrance, slowly pushing his tongue inside. His left hand gently pinched one of her breasts, making the already slightly upturned nipple even more prominent, while his index finger played with it like a pianist.

"Ah..."

A very faint, long, trembling breath escaped from Shen Yuru's lips. "My little husband..."

He Ming stopped abruptly, asking smugly, "How is it? Is it comfortable?"

Shen Yuru gently stroked He Ming's ear and murmured softly, "So comfortable."

She glanced at the window, "Please draw the curtains..."

He Ming didn't do as she wished. Instead, he suddenly pulled her slightly parted legs together, lifted her up from below with one hand, and reached behind her with the other, lifting her horizontally in his arms.

"Ah!"

Shen Yuru exclaimed, then felt as if she were floating on clouds as He Ming carried her towards the bedroom door. The man's firm chest was so reassuring, making her feel no fear even as she was suspended in mid-air. She unconsciously pressed her face tightly against He Ming's chest, and clung to his arm.

He Ming placed the woman on the bed, his wet, sticky lips and tongue beginning to wander over Shen Yuru's earlobe, gradually spreading to her cheeks, eyes, nose, and lips. Shen Yuru didn't resist, seemingly resigned to He Ming's kisses, her jaw loose, and with He Ming's gentle touch, she finally slipped his tongue into her mouth.

Shen Yuru's tongue passively followed the movements of He Ming's tongue, emitting an unprecedented soft "mmm" sound, her cheeks flushing, and her breathing becoming increasingly audible. The slender hand that had been supporting He Ming's right arm as he stood on the bed began to gently caress his forearm upwards, reaching his chest.

After a passionate ten-minute kiss, He Ming began to move his lips downwards, over her chin, neck, and shoulders, until he reached the cleavage revealed by her recently adjusted bra. He Ming wrapped his arms around her slender waist, stroking her buttocks and back, slowly moving one hand up to touch the hook of her bra.

The bra hooks were pulled back, revealing a pair of firm, round, and elastic breasts. He Ming's heart surged with excitement at the sight. He immediately reached out and gently grasped them, slowly rotating and caressing them rhythmically. He pressed his thick palms against the slightly erect nipples, gently kneading the flesh with his strong fingers, while simultaneously kissing and licking the sensual cleavage created by the pressure.

The two round breasts stood upright on her chest, not sagging despite their fullness. The small, pink nipples were nestled in pale pink areolas, and the two cherry-like mounds visibly hardened as He Ming played with them.

"What are you doing? Stop looking, it's so embarrassing!"

Feeling slightly uncomfortable under He Ming's fiery gaze, Shen Yuru lay there, slightly raising her pretty face, and said softly, without a hint of anger.

He Ming gently lowered his hands, which he had raised to admire Shen Yuru's beautiful breasts, and simultaneously increased the pressure of his kneading, greedily playing with her breasts. Gradually, Shen Yuru's breast flesh deformed under He Ming's fingers and palms. He Ming suddenly lowered his head and sucked on her nipple incessantly, biting and tugging with his teeth, or teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

Shen Yuru's nipple hardened and became increasingly erect in He Ming's mouth. She reached out and haphazardly touched He Ming's hair and face, which fully demonstrated that He Ming's teasing of her breasts had reached a point where she was completely absorbed, and it was also an invisible encouragement to He Ming.

Amidst Shen Yuru's tight embrace of He Ming's head and her rapid breathing, He Ming's mouth left her breasts and instead buried his face between her breasts, constantly biting and tugging at the flesh of this pure young woman, leaving faint teeth marks on the beauty's snow-white breasts, while his fingers flicked back and forth on the newly erect nipples.

"Hoo... um..."

Shen Yuru dared not look any longer; the mixture of shame and excitement made her close her eyes. The cool sensation from the dried saliva on her chest made her body unbearably itchy, as if ants were crawling all over her, causing her delicate body to tremble.

"My wife's body is perfect, simply flawless!"

Looking at Shen Yuru's tender and beautiful body, He Ming couldn't help but exclaim, pinching her adorable nipple.

Shen Yuru felt a jolt of electricity before realizing that He Ming had bitten her other nipple with his hateful mouth, sucking hard. With her breasts grasped, Shen Yuru twisted her body forcefully, whether to increase pleasure, release pressure, or escape this unprecedented tingling sensation, it was unclear. Her nipples were swollen and erect from being kneaded, while He Ming continued to lick and bite them.

Her snow-white breasts were indeed alluring, but that wasn't He Ming's ultimate goal. He caressed Shen Yuru's soft breasts with one hand, while the other reached for her lower abdomen.

"My wife's already wet down there!"

He Ming said mischievously, his hand slowly moving down, lifting her skirt and pressing against the most private area of her white panties. He lowered his head, his nose pressing against Shen Yuru's panties: "So fragrant!"

Her two jade-like feet, beautifully arched in their mid-heeled shoes, were parted.

Shen Yuru sensed He Ming's intentions and gripped her panties tightly, trying to hold onto her last line of defense. But He Ming didn't rush to remove her white panties; instead, he used the force of her hands to grab the sides of the panties and pulled them forcefully towards her upper body.

"Stop...stop...no..."

Her pleas turned into moans, and Shen Yuru could barely speak. The panties sank deep into her vulva, her labia majora tightly gripping the white fabric. A jolt of electricity seemed to run through her body, leaving her numb and tingling, completely powerless. Her panties, which had been slightly damp with a little vaginal fluid, were now translucent, revealing glimpses of her pink genitals.

"Ah...uh..."

The sudden pleasure made Shen Yuru moan softly. Fine, soft pubic hair and her pink vulva peeked out from the crotch of her panties, which were stretched taut and deeply embedded in her slightly protruding vulva, her pink labia tightly gripping the white opening. Shen Yuru trembled as if struck by lightning, a wave of tingling numbness washing over her, leaving her completely powerless.

Shen Yuru pouted, her tongue slightly protruding from her mouth, "No...don't, um..."

Just then, she saw He Ming pulling down her panties, and a burning shame seared her cheeks, making her already rosy face even redder. Even so, she didn't seem to feel too uncomfortable; the thought of a little boy old enough to be her son molesting her made her finally grab the blanket and pull it over her head, refusing to look at He Ming again.

With the woman's legs working together, He Ming pulled down her already barely-present panties, and gently parted her labia with both hands. The young woman's clitoris was revealed, and the pinkish vulva was faintly visible.

Shen Yuru's body was tense, and even under He Ming's sensitive stimulation of gently parting her labia with his fingers, she remained motionless, showing her extreme tension and shyness, but also making her even more clearly visible.

Fine, slightly curled pubic hair covered the pink mounds, with a beautiful sheen in the center. This was the paradise He Ming had dreamed of.

But He Ming did not have any lustful impulses. Instead, he lay on her beautiful body, pressing his nose against her vulva, breathing in her unique feminine fragrance.

He Ming gently parted her labia again with his fingers and inserted his tongue into her peach garden.

Shen Yuru, who had been lying quietly with her head buried in her hands, was suddenly jolted awake. Although she couldn't see, she could clearly feel the other person teasing her clitoris with their tongue, which brought her waves of pleasure. Soon, clear love fluid flowed from her vagina again.

He Ming pressed his mouth against Shen Yuru's vulva, continuously sucking her love fluid. At the same time, he felt Shen Yuru's delicate body trembling as she was sucked, and he couldn't help but smile. His tongue, like a nimble snake head, plunged into the center of her flower.

"Mmm..."

The sudden stimulation made Shen Yuru's body respond immediately. The walls of her vulva contracted rapidly inward, and her vaginal fluid secreted quickly. The muscles on her thighs and lower abdomen also suddenly tensed up. The blanket was tightly gripped by her hands, covering her entire head and face, but it couldn't hide the muffled moans coming from under the blanket.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, He Ming quickly and skillfully stripped off his clothes, straddling Shen Yuru's alluring body. His already burning penis pressed against her wet and sticky vulva, feeling the sensation of the contact.

Shen Yuru, lying on her side, had a few beads of sweat and saliva on her slightly upturned, rosy nipples, the liquid flowing down her side with the rise and fall of her chest.

He Ming suppressed the urge to penetrate her immediately, supporting himself as he intentionally or unintentionally rubbed his penis against Shen Yuru's vulva, while gently caressing her anus along her flat buttocks, feeling the already contracted clitoris twitching slightly. He Ming then pressed his finger against it, effortlessly penetrating her anus—a place he had already explored before.

Shen Yuru seemed to just wake from her daze, feeling the strange touch. She slightly lifted the blanket and looked down, asking in a mixture of surprise and shame, "What...what are you doing!"

"Hoo hoo...your anus is so soft..."

He Ming breathed heavily with excitement as he touched the tender flesh inside her anus with one finger, enjoying the heat that seemed to melt his finger and the tightness that almost snapped it in two. He also continuously stroked the intestinal wall and massaged the protruding part inside.

The sensitive Shen Yuru clearly felt the man's knuckles stirring inside her anus, giving her the illusion of continuous defecation. Every time He Ming touched or rotated his finger, Shen Yuru's naked body would tremble slightly, her buttocks would sway back, and her legs would rub together incessantly.

He Ming deliberately stimulated her with his fingertips while simultaneously stimulating her clitoris with his thumb. Sure enough, the flesh in front of her rose and fell with the rhythm of his fingers, sometimes even unconsciously twisting her buttocks in response.

Every inch of the beautiful young woman's skin was being caressed by He Ming's wandering hands. Bewildered, Shen Yuru lay on her side, clutching the blankets covering her head tightly. When He Ming probed her sensitive areas again with his fingers, he found them completely soaked; her love juices even flowed down her buttocks, dripping onto the bed.

Seeing this erotic scene, He Ming's lips wildly kissed her body, finally stopping at her beautiful, snow-white breast, gently biting and sucking it forcefully. At the same time, one hand gripped her other breast, kneading it vigorously, rubbing her now-reddened nipple with his fingers, while the other hand probed deep into her buttocks, gently sliding back and forth between the two semi-closed, secret areas.

The sticky, hot nectar finally exploded inside her, flowing profusely from Shen Yuru's jade cave, her inner thighs slick with the fluid, dripping down with violent trembling. Shen Yuru's chest heaved violently. Through the gap under the blanket, He Ming could see her biting the sheet, desperately trying to suppress the pleasure brought on by the drastic change in her body.

Her slender hands gently caressed He Ming's chest. Then, with a gush of thick love fluid, she gripped He Ming's shoulders tightly. He Ming gritted his teeth, enduring the beauty's almost forceful grip, until the fluid in her secret place thinned, and only then did he feel the grip loosen along with her trembling body.

After Shen Yuru's continuous panting gradually subsided, He Ming got up and moved to sit beneath her, gently lifting one of her limp legs and kneeling on top of her other beautiful leg. He placed that dangling leg beside his crotch, aligning his penis with her trembling, wet, beautiful vulva. Shen Yuru trembled at this, slightly twisting her body, seemingly trying to escape He Ming's burning glans, but ultimately stopped moving after a contraction between her buttocks, though her body continued to tremble.

"Darling, may I come in, He Ming?"

He Ming asked gently.

Her head twitched under the covers, it was hard to tell whether she was shaking her head or nodding. After a while, Shen Yuru suddenly reached out her delicate hand towards He Ming, but because of their position, she couldn't touch any part of his body. Seeing this, He Ming also reached out his hand, their hands clasped in the air, and Shen Yuru pulled He Ming towards her forcefully. She knew, of course, that this wouldn't actually move He Ming forward, but her gesture clearly indicated that she wanted He Ming's entire body to lean forward.

Forward—that was the direction He Ming's penis would penetrate.

He Ming immediately understood and gently raised her legs slightly, opening that peach blossom cave a little wider. The bent legs made her red labia minora and tender vaginal walls clearly visible, so beautiful, so alluring. He Ming held his large penis in his hand and gently rubbed the glans against her vulva.

He Ming's penis was already covered in Shen Yuru's love juice, and her vaginal opening was also slick with his own fluids. The glans easily slid into her labia majora, pressing tightly against her vaginal opening.

"I'm coming, baby!"

Under He Ming's ultimatum, Shen Yuru didn't react at all, only her muscles tensed even more, and her hands gripped the sheets tightly.

Looking at Shen Yuru's beautiful entrance, He Ming's penis could no longer hold back. He immediately supported her slender legs with one hand and gently tapped her pink buttocks with the other, thrusting his hips forward along the wet and warm crevice, slowly pushing his large glans into Shen Yuru's narrow vaginal opening.

He Ming once again used his hip strength to fully insert his large glans into Shen Yuru's vagina, and due to the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, a clear 'plop' sound could be heard.

"Mmm... Huff... Waaah..."

Shen Yuru murmured seductively, her head covered. He Ming's hips were positioned between her beautiful, long, slender legs, one of which was firmly held between his legs, preventing her from moving an inch. Because He Ming's penis was covered in her vaginal fluids, and the beautiful, pure young woman's lower body was also wet and slippery, his thick, hard, hot penis easily slid in with a "plop."

He Ming closed his eyes for a few seconds, quietly enjoying the pleasure her vagina was giving him. His penis felt like it was being tightly bound by a thin rubber sheath. This sensation made He Ming's blood boil, and his penis began to slowly undulate behind Shen Yuru's delicate body.

Gradually, He Ming's thrusting became smoother, a wave of pleasure emanating from the tip of his glans—a wonderfully comfortable sensation, his penis growing hot. He Ming withdrew his penis halfway, then thrust lightly again, but only to the genitals, his body never touching the pregnant woman.

After a while, Shen Yuru's body involuntarily swayed back and forth slightly with He Ming's thrusts. Soon, the friction between his penis and vagina produced increasingly loud 'squeaking' sounds.

He Ming stared at his thick penis rapidly entering and exiting the exposed flesh of her vagina, white fluid constantly gushing from the opening and disappearing deep into Shen Yuru's cleft.

"Ah...ah...um...um...ah..."

He Ming moaned softly with pleasure, the fire burning ever more intensely, the pleasure rising higher and higher, his thrusts becoming faster and faster, his voice gradually increasing.

Although Shen Yuru kept her head covered and her expression unseen, her trembling body and the fragrant sweat dripping from her body were all too obvious.

A wave of indescribable tingling, numbness, soreness, and itching washed over her entire body. Shen Yuru began to gently caress her body with one hand, while the muffled moans gradually transformed into soft, breathy gasps that rose with the rhythm of He Ming's thrusts. He Ming naturally noticed her reaction, which ignited his primal lust, causing his penis to swell even more.

Each thrust brought a tight friction against her vaginal walls, sending waves of pleasure through He Ming. Driven by this intoxicating pleasure, He Ming's thrusts became lighter and faster, almost purely mechanical, but he didn't penetrate too deeply due to some restraint.

Shen Yuru's private parts were wonderfully tight, moist, and warm, with many sensitive folds. Coupled with the ever-expanding desire, whether it was He Ming's illusion or reality, his penis seemed thicker and longer than it had been a few months ago, which excited him even more.

Shen Yuru reached her climax, her gushing love juices already soaking He Ming's lower abdomen, which was pressed tightly against her buttocks, leaving both of their pubic hair wet. He Ming continued to rub her vaginal opening again and again until she experienced a series of orgasms.

Shen Yuru trembled, drenched in sweat, but He Ming, engrossed in intense pleasure, paid no heed, enjoying the sensations as he thrust again and again.

He Ming penetrated Shen Yuru's vagina, then withdrew, then thrust in again, repeating this tirelessly. Each time, milky white fluid was drawn out, each time accompanied by a violent tremor of her smooth flesh, each time by a muffled groan from beneath the covers, and the fluids slowly flowed from their joined bodies.

He Ming's penis carried the fluids from Shen Yuru's vagina down her buttocks to her anus. He Ming extended his fingers, gently stroking her anus, and said, "Wife, I want your back!"

Shen Yuru remained silent, neither objecting nor agreeing.

He Ming couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his penis out of her vagina, bringing with it a large amount of vaginal fluid. Then he turned the woman around, climbed onto the bed, smeared the fluid on her anus, and then raised his penis, gently inserting it into her rectum. Even after

just the head of his penis entered, Shen Yuru couldn't bear it. Even though it wasn't her first time, He Ming's thing was just too big. Tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered, "Husband, it hurts so much."

He Ming leaned down and kissed her snow-white back for a while, then said, "Bear with it, it won't hurt in a bit."

While kissing Shen Yuru, He Ming slowly inserted his penis into her anus. Shen Yuru was terrified and tried to twist her waist to avoid it. "No, it will be fine in a while. Moving will only make it hurt more!"

He Ming gently patted Shen Yuru's buttocks, and Shen Yuru dared not move again.

He Ming slowly inserted his penis into Shen Yuru's deep rectum. Shen Yuru frowned, enduring the torment of pain bit by bit, a fine layer of sweat seeping from her snow-white face and body. He Ming then inserted two fingers into Shen Yuru's vagina, probing and digging incessantly, using pleasure to dilute her pain. The woman's anal sphincter contracted repeatedly, a strong reaction to the entry of a foreign object; but this only excited him more, and Shen Yuru's painful reaction only made He Ming more vigorous.

"Wife, your backside feels so good!"

He Ming shouted excitedly, grabbing Shen Yuru's plump, snow-white legs, placing them on his shoulders, and beginning to wriggle his buttocks and fingers, simultaneously thrusting in and out of Shen Yuru's vagina and anus.

He Ming's fingers continued to thrust in and out of the slippery cavity of Shen Yuru's vagina, the tingling pleasure growing stronger with each thrust, the sensations from her sensitive nerves shooting straight to Shen Yuru's brain; in her anus, his penis constantly scraped against the folds of Shen Yuru's anal flesh, the forced intercourse making Shen Yuru gasp.

"Oh, ah!"

Shen Yuru couldn't resist the double pleasure any longer and began to moan. Her two delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly, twisting them into a pretzel, and they were soaked with sweat.

He Ming, like a boar in heat, was driven by intense emotions to move violently. He breathed heavily, holding the woman's snow-white thighs tightly, his fingers digging into her smooth flesh, his abdomen gently bumping against her full thighs.

"Wife, are you enjoying this now?"

He Ming said lewdly, swaying his hips back and forth, pushing his penis as far as possible into Shen Yuru's wet and tender lower body. Under the double stimulation of her vagina and rectum, the woman's sensitive clitoris was already engorged with blood, part of it erect and exposed to the air.

"This is so good! Wife, I've never felt this good before!"

Getting carried away, He Ming reached out and teased Shen Yuru's delicate clitoris. The moment he pinched Shen Yuru's clitoris between her labia, Shen Yuru shuddered violently. "Ah! Don't touch that! Don't pinch..."

The simultaneous penetration of both her vaginas was already unexpected, but He Ming's touch on her clitoris, with all her sensitive areas being stimulated, provided the ultimate stimulation.

The woman quickly reached out her right hand to grab He Ming's wrist, trying to stop him from going further, but the fingers pinching her clitoris wouldn't let go. Not only could Shen Yuru not stop him, but it also fueled He Ming's desire. He thrust violently into both her vaginas while simultaneously pinching her delicate clitoris harder...

"Ah! No! Don't!"

Shen Yuru moaned helplessly, her vision blurring with pleasure. He Ming was like a wound-up machine, relentlessly violating Shen Yuru's forbidden zones. The vagina and rectum were separated only by a thin membrane; the sensation of being penetrated simultaneously was indescribable. Even more unbearable was the stimulation of her sensitive clitoris, the most delicate and sensitive part of a woman's body.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going crazy if this goes on..."

Under the intense stimulation, Shen Yuru was overwhelmed by pleasure, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly. Her moans had become lewd, her breath coming in gasps, and her eyes were glazed over. Her snow-white body swayed with each thrust, her already hard nipples proudly erect on her breasts, bobbing up and down with her dove-like breasts.

He Ming thrust into Shen Yuru's vagina and anus while excitedly watching her beneath him. Shen Yuru's face was flushed, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her lips biting down, savoring the familiar sensations.

The deep red sheets contrasted sharply with Shen Yuru's body, making her skin appear even whiter and smoother. Shen Yuru could no longer hold on; her full upper body writhed incessantly on the bed, her waist arching and bending repeatedly. Her snow-white neck arched back and forth repeatedly, her two large, full breasts swaying back and forth, her nipples already hard, feeling a cool sensation in the air.

"Oh my god! So good!"

Shen Yuru felt herself about to lose consciousness.

He Ming's excitement was nearing its peak. He released Shen Yuru, his penis penetrating her again, arching his back and bracing himself against the bed for a final thrust.

Shen Yuru's body was incredibly excited, her vulva secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid. She tensed all her muscles, her hands straining wildly, even attempting to lift herself up, while her raised leg curled up, trying to wrap around He Ming's waist and hips. Her body twisted erratically until finally, she was completely stiff and still. At that moment, He Ming felt her vagina rhythmically contracting, her love juice gushing out. All of this clearly told He Ming that she had orgasmed again.

Intercourse after orgasm was the most effective way to completely conquer a woman; He Ming, who had practiced this many times in real life, understood this principle all too well. He Ming thrust his extremely swollen penis, pumping again and again, making Shen Yuru muffled and unable to speak, her words muffled by the sheets. Yet, as if worried that He Ming might hear, she used her slender hand to pull a thin blanket over her mouth and nose.

If a woman's cries were painful groans, she wouldn't need to hide them; she could use them to evoke pity in He Ming, the man she didn't consider bad. So her constant attempts to cover up only proved otherwise; she was desperately trying to hide the involuntary moans brought on by her orgasm.

He Ming's strenuous efforts finally paid off. He felt Shen Yuru's vagina contracting powerfully, his penis gripped with intense pleasure, unable to hold back any longer. Seeing his glistening, wet penis rapidly thrusting in and out of Shen Yuru's vagina, a strange pleasure quickly spread throughout his body.

A delicate pink flush appeared on Shen Yuru's skin, the glans rubbing against her vaginal opening, almost stimulating her very soul. Her buttocks swayed unconsciously, as if in sync with He Ming's near-collapse-like thrusts. He Ming, lost in passion, thrust relentlessly, his fingers gripping her full breasts tightly, sinking deep into her flesh.

After over a hundred thrusts, Shen Yuru's vaginal fluids gushed out once more. Overwhelmed by her lustful desire, coupled with the powerful spasms and contractions of her vaginal walls, He Ming immediately felt a tingling sensation down his back, and his suppressed ejaculation could no longer be contained.

His semen was already on the verge of release, and He Ming withdrew his penis, taking a deep breath: "Baby, I'm coming! Ah!"

Prompted by He Ming, Shen Yuru showed no sign of backing down, but suddenly her entire body tensed, causing her vagina to contract with unprecedented tightness. At that moment, He Ming could no longer hold back, and a thick stream of semen shot into Shen Yuru's body, both of them trembling violently.

Watching He Ming's semen and Shen Yuru's vaginal fluids slowly flow from her vagina and He Ming's gradually softening penis, sliding down his thighs, He Ming lay weakly on his side, panting heavily.

Shen Yuru's body was now frequently spasming, trembling violently every one or two seconds, like she had malaria. After several minutes, the intervals between each tremor gradually lengthened until she finally lay quietly on her side, motionless.

When He Ming used his remaining strength to gently kiss her back, intending to offer the still-lingering pleasure of the beauty he had just thoroughly enjoyed, he realized that Shen Yuru was completely unconscious. This made He Ming's heart race. Could it be that he had caused something wrong with such a beautiful pregnant woman?

Thinking this, He Ming disregarded his exhaustion and sat up, wanting to uncover her face to see what was wrong. However, although Shen Yuru's consciousness was somewhat hazy, her hands were still tightly clenched around the sheets, her chest heaving.

He Ming, puzzled, pulled the covers back more forcefully.

Shen Yuru's starry eyes were still open, and a radiant blush had not yet faded from her delicate face. Her slightly parted cherry lips and delicate nose emitted a faint fragrance with her calm, slightly heavy breathing. A slight upturn at the corners of her lips held a captivating smile, her pretty face radiating boundless ecstasy and a dreamy, spring-like allure—the exhilarating relief after the release of passion, the blissful intoxication of reaching the pinnacle of life's pleasure.

Knowing that Shen Yuru was simply exhausted and asleep, He Ming finally felt a weight lifted from his heart, and his mind began to wander.

He gently lifted Shen Yuru's soft, delicate body and placed her on the bed, making sure she was comfortable and relaxed with her head on the pillow. Then, he put his arm around her shoulder and lay down beside her, gently placing one hand on her protruding belly, before closing his eyes.

Chapter 222 Dream of the Spirit (Part 1)

He Ming focused his energy on finding a nanny for Shen Yuru over the next few days. Several pretty young girls applied, and he was somewhat tempted, but they clearly lacked experience in this area. He was looking for a nanny, not a wife, so he had to give up. Instead, he hired a woman nearing sixty, who was not only in excellent health but also efficient and experienced.

Once the matter was settled, He Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief; otherwise, it would have been a constant worry, making him lose his appetite and sleep.

With only ten days left before school started, strange things began to happen in He Ming's house, causing widespread panic and suspicion.

One morning, He Ming slept until the sun was high in the sky before slowly getting up. After washing up, he lazily went downstairs. As soon as he entered the living room, a burnt smell filled his nostrils, and wisps of white smoke lingered on the ceiling. His beautiful foster mother and Meng Lei were sitting in the living room, their expressions grim.

"What's that smell? It's awful!"

He Ming frowned.

"The rice cooker and induction cooker are all burnt out!"

Xia Jing wrinkled her delicate nose.

"Uh..."

He Ming involuntarily glanced at Meng Lei. She was the one who was now cooking all three meals, so she must be the culprit!

"It wasn't Xiao Lei. It was like this when I woke up this morning. I guess I forgot to unplug it last night!"

Xia Jing said, then asked, "Did you get up to cook last night?"

"No!"

He Ming shook his head, puzzled.

"That's really strange. Xiao Lei and I cooked together last night. I clearly remember unplugging it. Even if we forgot, we would have noticed something was wrong when we went to sleep, but there wasn't any strange smell then.

" "So someone must have gotten up in the middle of the night and plugged it in. There's burnt food in the pot, like someone was hungry and wanted to heat it up but forgot to unplug it!"

Xia Jing analyzed to herself.

"Could it be a thief?" "

He Ming said reflexively.

"But nothing was stolen from the house. What kind of thief would be so bored as to deliberately break someone else's appliances!"

Xia Jingmei shook her head, then glanced at him again: "Xiao Ming, think carefully, could it be you? Don't worry, I won't blame you!"

"Uh, it really wasn't me!"

He Ming denied it repeatedly in astonishment, feeling like he was being wronged even more than his sister Dou.

"Strange!"

Xia Jingmei believed her adopted son's words, frowned and thought for a moment without success, then simply gave up and continued: "I've already called someone to send a new one, so breakfast will probably have to be lunch!"

He Ming thought something was amiss, but didn't take it to heart, thinking that the matter would be over. Unexpectedly, just one day later, the same thing happened again on the morning of the third day.

"Who did it?"

Xia Jingmei gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands. Even with her good temper, she was now somewhat frantic: "I checked and checked last night, how could this happen!"

"Uh, let me make it clear first, I definitely didn't get up last night!" "

He Ming quickly clarified.

"I didn't get up either, I really didn't do this!"

Meng Lei also said with a bitter face.

“There are only three of us in this house, could it be haunted?”

Xia Jingmei exclaimed.

He Ming looked around and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He silently prayed, “May the Ancestor Hongjun protect us!”

Night fell, and it was time to sleep. He Ming lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He was always worried that a dark shadow would suddenly appear. So he grabbed the large wooden stick he had prepared earlier from beside the bed and held it in his hand, making it his bedside companion. It was a

dark and windy night, a night for murder. In the blink of an eye, it was past two in the morning. Just as He Ming was drifting off to sleep, he heard a clear sound of a door closing outside. In the darkness, his eyes darted around, then he slowly slipped off the bed and moved quickly and quietly to the door, bringing his ear close.

“Tap, tap!”

The stiff footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway. Even though the door was well soundproofed, He Ming could still hear them clearly.

The footsteps became clearer, obviously heading towards the stairwell. He Ming felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"Could it be Aunt Xia? Or Meng Lei?"

He Ming wondered, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow. If it was one of them, why did they deny it afterward? Could it be possession?

"Tap, tap!"

Footsteps gradually descended the stairs. He Ming gritted his teeth, grabbed a stick, and slowly opened the door, slipping out.

Just as he reached the hallway, He Ming froze. At the doorway of the other room, his beautiful foster mother also tiptoed out. She wore a pink nightgown, her long, black hair casually draped over her shoulders. The thin fabric clearly outlined her alluring curves under the dim light . At first glance, she really did resemble a beautiful female ghost from a horror movie.

He Ming shuddered, thinking he'd encountered a real-life Sadako. But upon closer inspection, he realized it was Xia Jingmei, and he breathed a long sigh

of relief. Xia Jingmei also noticed He Ming, then placed her slender, white finger to her luscious lips in a shushing gesture before quietly approaching.

"It's Meng Lei!"

The mother and son met at the top of the stairs. Xia Jingmei whispered, her voice like a murmur, releasing a fragrance as sweet as orchids and musk.

The alluring scent filled his nostrils, and He Ming nodded blankly, his gaze unfocused and wandering. Suddenly, he froze, his lustful eyes spotting two faintly protruding nipples on his beautiful foster mother's chest. His gaze shifted downwards, and a barely visible dark shadow nearly made him cough up blood.

"Let's go down and see!"

Xia Jingmei, oblivious to the unusual appearance, quietly went down the stairs first.

He Ming suppressed his filthy thoughts and followed closely behind. Seeing the perfectly hourglass figure under her pajamas, her full, rounded buttocks occasionally fully outlined as she walked, he almost went mad.

The two entered the living room and heard the clattering of kitchen utensils coming from the kitchen. They quietly went to the doorway and peered inside.

What He Ming saw almost made him cry out. Meng Lei was wearing only a black lingerie set, moving kitchen utensils around. Her beautiful figure was fully revealed. Although her breasts weren't as magnificent as Xia Jingmei's, their pink skin and perfect shape were still captivating. Her slender waist was soft and smooth, her flat stomach was as perfect as a jade sculpture, and her pert buttocks were half-hidden and half-revealed. Her legs were straight and smooth, without any flaws. She was as perfect as Venus, making him feel somewhat ashamed.

"Let's go!"

Xia Jingmei wasn't a lesbian, unlike He Ming who was only focused on looking at her. After observing for a moment, she gently tugged at her adopted son's sleeve and then backed away.

He Ming reluctantly withdrew his gaze and followed his adoptive mother up the stairs.

"Xiao Ming, have you noticed that Xiao Lei's expression is strange?"

Xia Jingmei asked, frowning.

He Ming stood there dumbfounded, saying nothing, because he had no idea how to answer. He had been so focused on seeing the exposed skin that he hadn't paid attention to anything else.

"Her eyes were glazed over, and her expression was completely blank. I suspect she has sleepwalking!"

Xia Jingmei analyzed, assuming her adopted son had tacitly agreed with her opinion.

"Sleepwalking?"

He Ming felt a chill run down his spine; this kind of thing usually only appeared in horror movies.

Chapter 223 Sleepwalking Chronicles, Tofu Night (Part Two)

"Yes, I've heard people talk about sleepwalkers before, and their expressions are just like that!"

Xia Jingmei said definitively.

"Then what should we do?!"

He Ming knew nothing about this and was naturally at a loss.

“Don’t be afraid. Sleepwalking isn’t as scary as it’s portrayed in the movies. Many people have reportedly experienced it, especially children, whose brains aren’t fully developed. In adults, it’s more common in those under excessive stress or with mental illnesses. I think Xiao Lei falls into the latter category, but I don’t know if she had any episodes before moving in with us!”

Xia Jingmei reassured He Ming, noticing his panicked expression.

“But she’s fiddling with appliances right now! What if something happens?”

He Ming wasn’t afraid, but worried about Meng Lei’s safety.

“Well, I’ve heard that the worst thing for someone with sleepwalking is being suddenly woken up. Otherwise, it’s not a big deal. So let’s go downstairs now and quietly follow her. If we see anything dangerous, we’ll tell her to do it!”

Xia Jingmei explained.

“Won’t she wake up suddenly when she sees us?”

He Ming asked doubtfully.

“No, just make sure she doesn’t speak loudly or make any big noise!” "

Xia Jingmei gave a reminder, then turned and went downstairs again, with He Ming following quietly behind.

The mother and son arrived at the kitchen door again and saw Meng Lei washing vegetables. At Xia Jingmei's prompting, the two quietly went in.

He Ming tiptoed forward, afraid of making any noise, but it turned out that his actions were completely unnecessary. Meng Lei glanced over unintentionally, her eyes blank, as if she saw air without any expression.

Seeing that Meng Lei was about to finish washing the vegetables, Xia Jingmei, probably afraid that she would use a knife, stepped forward, said nothing, and took out the wet cauliflower to chop.

Meng Lei seemed not to hear any of this, as if everything was so normal, her face still expressionless.

He Ming gradually relaxed, then..." He gently stepped forward, carefully observing Meng Lei. Besides fear, he was also curious about sleepwalking.

Meng Lei glanced at He Ming with unfocused eyes, then mechanically turned back to washing the vegetables. After

Meng Lei finished washing the vegetables, Xia Jingmei was almost done chopping them. She went to get the plug for the microwave oven, and He Ming quickly went to help, then washed the pan and cooked the vegetables.

In short, after all the commotion, Xia Jingmei and He Ming had become Meng Lei's assistants. Of course, they tried to be as careful as possible, making as little noise as possible.

Because of the frantic activity, Xia Jingmei was now somewhat disheveled. There were oil and water stains on the front of her pajamas, and the gauze fabric clung to her flat stomach, revealing her pink skin and cute little belly button.

"If only the wet parts were a little lower!"

He Ming thought wickedly.

Meng Lei's so-called cooking was completely haphazard. She only started rinsing the rice after the vegetables were cooked, but as soon as the rice hit the pot, she didn't add water. Suddenly, she turned around and stared at Xia Jingmei, looking her up and down.

For a minute, He Ming's heart pounded. He knew that in all this time, Meng Lei, except when washing vegetables, had never fixed her gaze on one spot for more than three seconds. This reaction was highly unusual.

"Grandma, your clothes are dirty. Take them off and I'll wash them for you!"

Meng Lei said suddenly, seemingly without any expression. Just as Xia Jingmei and He Ming were wondering why she called her "Grandma," something unexpected happened.

Meng Lei suddenly reached out her small hand, grabbed the hem of Xia Jingmei's nightgown, and began to pull it up. The speed wasn't fast, but the suddenness of the action caught everyone off guard.

Xia Jingmei froze for a moment. Only when her nightgown was pulled down over her full, round buttocks did she react. She instinctively wanted to stop her, but then remembered that Meng Lei was still sleepwalking. If she forced her to stop, the sudden movement might wake her, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

While she hesitated, Meng Lei had already lifted her nightgown up to her chest. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her entire body was now practically exposed.

He Ming was stunned by this sudden scene. He had never openly stared at his beautiful foster mother's naked, fiery body so closely. Even though he knew he should gentlemanly turn away, his eyes were completely captivated by the sight before him, his mind filled with hormones, unable to think of anything else.

That flawless, delicate body was dazzling under the light. Her milky skin seemed to flow smoothly, radiating a dreamlike glow that was almost too alluring to look at directly. Her curvaceous figure was incredibly sexy from every angle. Even just drawing her curves on paper would be enough to make most men fantasize.

Xia Jingmei, of course, realized what was happening and didn't dare stop Meng Lei. She quickly covered her private parts with her delicate hands, her beautiful face completely flushed with embarrassment, unable to look at He Ming.

However, because of her action, Meng Lei's attempt to undress was halted. But in a sleepwalking state, as if in a dream, everything was done subconsciously; her brain couldn't possibly think that much. She mechanically continued to pull her clothes up.

Xia Jingmei stretched out her delicate hands to cover her three points, but it had no effect whatsoever. She knew that if she didn't comply with Meng Lei's wishes and take off her clothes first, she would be stuck in this awkward situation. So she slowly let go until she was stripped naked, like a lamb.

He Ming wanted to continue admiring her, but he really didn't want his image to be ruined in his beautiful foster mother's eyes, so he turned around with difficulty.

Xia Jingmei covered her three points and walked behind He Ming, saying in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible, "Go up to my room and get me another nightgown from the wardrobe. I'm fine here now."

It seemed that she was staying even though she was now a "naked lamb," because she didn't trust He Ming to take care of Meng Lei.

He Ming nodded, his heart pounding, and then he walked through the hall upstairs and entered the bedroom that now belonged only to his beautiful foster mother. A captivating fragrance instantly filled his nostrils; he had never entered so openly and blatantly before.

He Ming turned on the light switch, his gaze greedily sweeping over his surroundings before slowly walking to the wardrobe. With a solemn expression, he opened it and, like an antique collector admiring a beloved collection, meticulously examined each uniform, stocking, and lingerie from left to right and top to bottom.

After a long while, clear footsteps sounded from outside. He blinked his slightly sore eyes as if snapping back to reality, then turned to see the door slightly pushed open. Xia Jingmei poked her head in, chiding him, "What have you been doing for so long?"

He Ming froze, unsure how to answer.

"Quickly, give me that dress. Xiao Lei went to the bathroom; she's probably washing my clothes!"

Xia Jingmei urged.

He Ming snapped out of his daze, responding quickly, and reflexively grabbed the most sexy black semi-transparent lace nightgown, handing it to her.

"Why did you take this?"

Xia Jingmei grumbled softly.

"What?"

He Ming didn't hear clearly and asked.

"Nothing, you stay inside first, I'll get dressed and then you come out!"

Xia Jingmei instructed, then put on the sexy nightgown, called to her adopted son, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

He Ming followed behind, and then the mother and son watched as Meng Lei mechanically washed the nightgown, but then, as if possessed, didn't take it out, leaving it soaking in the basin. She turned around and took He Ming's hand, saying, "Husband, let's go back to the room!"

He Ming stared blankly, not knowing what to do, then felt a pull on his hand and had no choice but to follow Meng Lei out of the bathroom.

Wearing the sexy nightgown, Xia Jingmei followed behind with graceful steps, gently instructing her adopted son to do as Meng Lei instructed.

Meng Lei led He Ming straight back to his room, turned on the light, and pulled him to the bedside, saying in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Honey, do you want it?"

"Uh..."

He Ming was momentarily at a loss for words. Xia Jingmei, following behind, didn't know what to do either.

Meng Lei said nothing, slowly squatted down, and pulled He Ming's pajama bottoms down.

Because his beautiful foster mother was present, He Ming reflexively pulled his pants tighter.

"Don't argue with her!"

Xia Jingmei quickly stopped him, then, as if remembering something, turned and slowly left the room.

He Ming froze for a moment, then had no choice but to let go. His pants were immediately pulled down by her small hands,

revealing his limp lower body. Meng Lei extended her slender fingers, gently tapping the glans a few times, then grasped his penis and slowly began to stroke it.

He Ming's lower body swelled rapidly at a visible speed, instantly transforming into a monstrous, engorged snake.

Meng Lei immediately lowered her head, opened her small mouth, and took the tip of the large snake into her mouth. Then she moved it back and forth, the warm mouth stimulating the little man so much that he trembled. 12-03
Chapter 224 Xia Jingmei's Decision

This was a strange night, and also a night of ecstasy. He Ming never dreamed that he would enjoy the service of Meng Lei's sexy little mouth in such an inexplicable situation. It was utterly absurd.

To be honest, if Meng Lei hadn't suddenly "closed her mouth," he wouldn't have minded completely and legitimately possessing this beautiful older sister he had long admired.

"Sigh, if I had known Meng Lei had sleepwalking, I should have arranged for her to stay with me and then kept the door tightly closed!"

Xia Jingmei sighed after Meng Lei returned to her room and went to sleep in a daze.

He Ming nodded. People with sleepwalking were really worrying. Just thinking about it made him feel very dangerous.

"Master Fang is very knowledgeable. Ask him about the specific situation tomorrow!"

Xia Jingmei said, then told He Ming to go back to his room to rest, and she also went back to her room to sleep.

The next morning, He Ming got up groggily, looking rather lazy. Not only had his sleep been disrupted the night before, but he had also had a satisfying and thorough release. A man's manhood is more precious than blood, so it naturally took a toll on his spirits.

After splashing some cold water on his face, the energetic He Ming went downstairs again and had breakfast with his beautiful foster mother and the pretty Meng Lei.

At the dinner table, He Ming couldn't help but glance at Meng Lei. Although he tried to hide it, he couldn't help but reveal a lewd and wicked look in his eyes, mixed with a hint of affection—the kind of look a man gives to his wife or girlfriend. After last night's intimacy, he clearly considered Meng Lei his own.

"Hehe, the pot from last night didn't burn!"

Feeling uncomfortable under He Ming's gaze, Meng Lei forced a dry laugh and tried to change the subject.

"Yes!"

Xia Jingmei's smile was also awkward. She knew very well what had happened last night—being naked in front of her adopted son. Thinking about it now made her feel incredibly ashamed, a faint blush appearing on her mature and beautiful face.

"Hehe!"

He Ming also laughed, but his laugh was lewd, followed by an eerie silence.

Around noon, He Ming, along with his beautiful adoptive mother, avoided Meng Lei and consulted Old Man Fang about sleepwalking, the details of which...

"Meng Lei's sleepwalking must be caused by a mental illness,"

Old Fang nodded, confirming Xia Jingmei's guess, and continued, "As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. The things a sleepwalker does are also due to their subconscious. Part of it is influenced by the routines of daily life, which is why she cooks. Part of it is something she desperately wants, which is why she calls Xia Jingmei 'mother-in-law' and He Ming 'husband'!"

"Uncle Fang, what do you mean?"

Xia Jingmei's beautiful eyes widened, somewhat surprised.

"That's right, congratulations! Meng Lei must have fallen for my good apprentice!"

Old Fang's face wasn't purely congratulatory; it carried a hint of teasing. He knew He Ming was already married and understood that this was clearly a pretense of a karmic entanglement.

"Uh..."

Xia Jingmei froze on the spot, glancing at He Ming, unsure how to speak.

He Ming also feigned surprise, but inwardly he was overjoyed. To be honest, Meng Lei falling for him was both unexpected and expected. Why?

What was considered expected was that after Meng Lei was confined to the mental hospital, he was the most frequent visitor among all the people. At that time, he felt that Meng Lei had developed a strong attachment to him; if he didn't visit for more than a day, she would become very clingy.

What was unexpected, however, was that sometimes he suspected it was just a manifestation of Meng Lei's simple-mindedness due to her mental illness. Once she recovered and her mind matured, she would understand true love between men and women and would only repay those things as a favor.

While happy, He Ming was also in a dilemma. Now, people knew he had a fiancée. If he took the initiative to ask, it would be inappropriate; he might be seen as insatiable, wanting multiple wives.

"Hehe, if it were before, this would certainly be a good thing, but now Xiao Ming is also engaged, and to two girls at that. This is really difficult!"

After a long silence, Xia Jingmei smiled awkwardly.

"I say, apprentice, do you like that girl?"

Old Fang didn't say anything, but simply looked at He Ming and asked.

"Uh..."

He Mingben froze on the spot. This question really stumped him. If he said he liked her, he would definitely be looked down upon by his adoptive mother and Old Man Fang. If he said he didn't like her, he really couldn't bear to part with her.

"Haha!"

Old Man Fang was shrewd and knew exactly what was going on. So he said, "To be honest, I'm too old. Old people tend to think in a rigid way. When I was very young, my parents told me that all the rich and powerful landlords had three wives and four concubines. So I've always believed that as long as a man has the ability, he can accept any woman who is interested in him. If both parties like each other, why should they be bound by worldly rules?"

"But Uncle Fang, this is a new society. We need to see what the woman thinks!"

Xia Jingmei was silent for a while before answering.

"Then ask! How will you know if she minds or not if you don't ask? Do you expect a young girl to take the initiative? Many people who are mutually attracted to each other are too shy to express their feelings, and thus regretfully miss out on a lifetime together. Menglei is such a kind girl; I don't want to lose such a good apprentice's wife!"

Old Fang said with an experienced expression.

Xia Jingmei remained silent, not saying anything more. He Ming looked at his adoptive mother, feeling uneasy.

"Xiaoming, tell me the truth, do you really like Menglei?"

Xia Jingmei found a free moment and called He Ming aside for a private talk.

"Yes!"

He Ming knew that now was not the time to save face; otherwise, as Old Fang said, he would truly miss out on a lifetime together. Of course, he didn't know whether his feelings for Menglei were sympathy or love. There's a saying that men's love for women often begins with sympathy, while women's love for men often begins with admiration. Therefore, for many men, marrying a woman who is an extreme fan of celebrities is a tragedy.

“To be honest, you’re still young and probably don’t understand what love is. But have you considered this: even if you really like each other, will her father agree? And will Su Xue and Ling Zhi agree? What will their families think?”

Xia Jingmei pointed out the crux of the matter.

“I have a way to solve this problem!”

He Ming said confidently. He planned to learn hypnosis, find those who opposed him, and change their views on the issue.

“Okay, even if this problem can be solved, you already have two fiancées. Can you guarantee you can take responsibility for them in the future?”

Xia Jingmei didn’t dwell on this question and continued.

“I can!”

He Ming answered confidently.

"Forget it!"

Xia Jingmei shook her head helplessly, clearly feeling that asking He Ming these questions was somewhat redundant, so she continued, "As a woman, I am also against polygamy; it's extremely disrespectful to women. But you already have two girlfriends who have promised marriage, so reminding you about monogamy is pointless. Besides, you're my son!"

Seeing her adopted son's slightly pleading eyes, Xia Jingmei hesitated for a long time, rubbed her forehead in exasperation, and finally made a complete decision: "Since you two like each other, I won't object. But if you want to pursue her or express your feelings, you must win over Su Xue's family, Ling Zhi's family, and her father before taking any action, understand? I don't want things to become a mess!"

"Okay!"

He Ming replied happily.

"To be honest, I really want to help you with this, but I really can't think of any way to get them to agree to this. Since you have a way, then it's all up to you!"

Xia Jingmei shook her head helplessly.

Chapter 225 Xia Jingyi and Her Daughter

"Many men and women who like each other miss out on a lifetime of happiness because they are too shy to confess their feelings!"

He Ming felt that Old Man Fang's words made a lot of sense, something everyone understood, but in reality, many people still made this irreparable mistake. He didn't want to be that kind of person, so he wanted to immediately explain everything to Meng Lei. However, upon careful consideration, he realized that Xia Jingmei's concerns were also something that needed to be addressed. He needed to first win over all those who might oppose his polygamy, then he could marry as many wives as he wanted in the future.

Having made up his mind, He Ming studied hypnosis even more diligently. His progress wasn't significant, but at least he could now make ordinary people momentarily stunned. This skill was inherently difficult to learn, so he was quite content.

February 17th was a day He Ming would never forget, because he encountered two very important women in his life.

He Ming was still inspecting the factory when the phone rang. It was his beautiful adoptive mother calling, saying that guests had arrived and he needed to come home quickly.

"Guests?"

He Ming wondered. What kind of guests would require him, a "child," to rush back to greet them?

He didn't hesitate despite this puzzling speculation, hopping in a taxi and heading home. To be honest, for someone as newly rich as him, buying a car wouldn't be a problem at all, but due to age restrictions, he had to obediently remain carless.

Back in Taoyuan District, He Ming rushed in, only to find two people sitting on the sofa in the living room: two strangers, two unfamiliar women, two unfamiliar beautiful women—or more precisely, one tall and one short, two unfamiliar beautiful women.

Ever since He Ming's stroke of luck in being adopted, he'd been blessed with good fortune, especially in his love life. He was surrounded by beautiful women; from teenage girls to women in their thirties, every woman was top-tier in her age group. Ordinary women, even those only a 6 or 7 out of 10, no longer caught his eye.

Despite this, he still froze on the spot when he saw these two beauties, one tall and one short.

The stunning beauty was mature and dignified. Her beautiful hair was simply styled in a bun at the back of her head, with only a long strand of black hair hanging down from the side, gently draping over her high, full breasts. This hairstyle was simple yet sophisticated, beautiful yet not fussy, adding an air of nobility. A pair of small, exquisite blood-red gemstone earrings adorned her crystal-clear earlobes; the striking color contrast made her fair skin appear even more delicate and flawless. Her phoenix eyes were like water, adorned with light purple eyeshadow. Her nose was delicate and straight, her lips moist and luscious. She wore light makeup, exuding mature beauty without

being frivolous. She wore a pure white, form-fitting chiffon blouse that perfectly outlined her magnificent breasts and slender waist. Her full, rounded buttocks sank into the soft sofa, seemingly about to burst – she was incredibly alluring.

Beneath the chiffon blouse, she wore black tight-fitting stretch pants, like a pair of sexy stockings. Her long, jade-like legs had beautiful curves, and when they were gently draped together, they presented a sexy style. On her jade-like feet were a pair of silver high heels, which were incredibly shiny and exuded a mesmerizing luster.

The young beauty was only about eleven or twelve years old. Her long, black hair was tied into two cute ponytails, hanging down to her chest on either side. Her delicate, porcelain-like face had a natural blush, and her large, captivating eyes were incredibly alluring. Her bright, clear pupils, as deep as the night sky, shimmered with a hint of coldness. Her long, naturally curled eyelashes rippled with every blink, sending shivers down one's spine. Her small nose, though delicate, was still pert and graceful, adding a touch of maturity beyond her years. Her small, red lips were vibrant and luscious, like ripe cherries, tempting one to taste them. She wore a black sweater and light yellow tight-fitting casual pants. Standing at about 1.5 meters tall, her slender, graceful figure was accentuated. While not exactly hot or sexy, her long, jade-like legs were undeniably associated with the word "sexy."

"You must be Xiaoming!"

Seeing that He Ming hadn't spoken for a while, the beautiful woman smiled and asked.

"Hello, Auntie!"

He Ming snapped out of his reverie and replied politely. The stunning beauty's captivating smile almost made him lose himself again. She was simply too beautiful, more beautiful the more he looked, breathtakingly beautiful, stunningly beautiful! Of course, this wasn't just because of her appearance, but also because of her aura.

He Ming's first impression of this beauty was that she was gentle and refined, like a clear spring at the bottom of a well. Although the well was calm, it exuded a mysterious and powerful allure, tempting others to explore.

To be honest, among all the beauties, Xia Jingmei and Chen Xuan definitely held the most important place in He Ming's heart, not only because of their appearance, but also because of certain past events and psychological factors. But for some reason, upon their first meeting, this unfamiliar beauty was instantly imprinted in his mind.

"Hmm, my name is Xia Jingyi, I'm your Aunt Xia's older sister, you can call me Auntie!"

The beauty said "Aunt Xia" instead of "Mom," indicating that she knew something about this family.

"Auntie,"

He Ming greeted politely, his eyes involuntarily scrutinizing her again. He'd been living in this house for over half a year, and this was the first time he'd seen Xia Jingmei's relatives. They were indeed sisters, both so sexy and beautiful. Of course, they didn't look alike at all.

Xia Jingmei had an oval face, a face shape that looked noble and elegant, while Xia Jingyi had a full oval face, appearing more serene and gentle.

"This is my daughter, Xiaoyan!"

Xia Jingyi introduced the little girl beside her, then continued, "Xiaoyan, quickly call him brother!"

The beautiful little girl glanced at He Ming, remaining silent, her face showing not shyness, but rather an indifferent expression.

"This child! How can she be so rude!"

Seeing He Ming's embarrassment, Xia Jingyi scolded him in a reproachful tone, while the little girl turned her face away, nonchalantly pouting—a typical rebellious teenager.

He Ming didn't care much; who would be interested in arguing with a child?

"Xiaoming, you're back!"

Just then, Xia Jingmei came out of the kitchen, carrying some fresh fruit. She placed it on a plate on the table, saying, "This is your aunt. Did you say hello?"

"Yes!"

He Ming nodded and sat down on the sofa.

For the next half hour, nothing particularly romantic happened. Xia Jingmei and her sister chatted about everyday matters. As for He Ming, his eyes kept wandering to the mother and daughter, occasionally revealing a lewd smile, but he didn't dare be too outrageous. For some reason, Xia Jingyi kept steering the conversation towards him, asking about his time at the orphanage, seemingly more interested than Xia Jingmei.

From their conversation, He Ming learned that Xia Jingyi and her daughter had come specifically to visit and would be staying for a few days. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Living under the same roof with beautiful women, even if nothing romantic happened, was enough to make any normal man secretly pleased.

After a while, Meng Lei and the old man came downstairs and introduced themselves, making the house even more lively.

"Well, let's go out for a walk. I rarely come to Jiangzhou City, so we must take this opportunity to see the sights!"

Xia Jingyi suddenly suggested after the old man left.

"Okay, I'll go change Yiran's clothes. Xiaoming, you come too!"

Xia Jingmei suggested.

He Ming nodded, but his eyes suddenly fell on Meng Lei. Although the girl had a forced smile on her face, she couldn't hide a clear sadness. Because of her illness, she had come to this house and rarely went out. Even grocery shopping was done by Xia Jingmei. Now that everyone was out, she was all alone at home.

"Sister Meng, why don't you come with us too!"

He Ming suggested.

"But..."

Meng Lei hesitated, her words trailing off, everyone understanding her concerns.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

He Ming gave her a reassuring look. Xia Jingyi and her mother glanced over, somewhat puzzled, clearly unsure of what the two were talking about.

"Xiao Lei, you should come too. With so many of us together, there's nothing to worry about!"

Xia Jingmei added.

"Okay!"

Meng Lei's face lit up with gratitude, and she nodded happily.

Chapter 226 The Rebellious Little Beauty

The group walked along the bustling pedestrian street, surrounded by four top-tier beauties of various ages. He Ming's vanity was greatly satisfied, but he also became the target of everyone's envy. If there were no laws in this society, he had no doubt that he would be torn to shreds by the swarming army of jealousy.

"Xiao Ming, what size shoes do you wear?"

Xia Jingyi looked around absentmindedly, then suddenly turned to ask He Ming.

"Uh..."

He Ming was taken aback by this sudden question.

"Oh, I came in such a hurry, Auntie didn't prepare any gift for you! I had to make do with this at the last minute!"

Xia Jingyi explained.

He Ming looked at Xia Jingmei, his nominal mother, with a bit of embarrassment. To be honest, clothes and shoes were never his interest, whether he was in the orphanage or later when he had more money. He wasn't a girl, thinking about clothes and appearance all the time; just thinking about it made him feel cold.

"Oh, he wears size 39!"

Xia Jingmei said proactively.

He Ming felt a little confused. Normally, they were family now, shouldn't he say something politely declining?

"Okay, let's go, let's go inside and take a look!"

Xia Jingyi looked around and found a large designer shoe store. Without hesitation, she reached out and took He Ming's hand and led him there. Her daughter's expression darkened slightly when she saw her mother's actions. Children are immature, and jealousy was rampant.

"Take a look, tell Auntie what style you like!"

Xia Jingyi said enthusiastically, glancing around.

Feeling the soft touch in his hands and the woman's body temperature that seemed to warm him to the core, He Ming felt a flutter in his heart, but seeing the woman lingering on his hand, he couldn't resist.

"How about this pair?"

Xia Jingyi asked, pointing to a pair of black and white sneakers, her eyes glancing at He Ming like a child showing off a treasure.

"Uh, okay!"

He Ming wasn't particularly picky about clothes; as long as it wasn't too unconventional, he was fine with it, so his reply was more of a perfunctory response.

"Alright, try them on!"

Xia Jingyi smiled gently, took the shoes from the rack, and then gracefully bent down in front of He Ming, extending her delicate hand to untie his shoelaces.

"No need, I'll do it!"

He Ming was somewhat flattered and hurriedly tried to stop her, but was met with a pretty face. The woman smiled and said, "Don't be so formal. I'm your aunt, so I'm practically a 'mother' now. Isn't it natural for a mother to take care of her child?"

After saying that, Xia Jingyi lowered her head and continued to untie her shoelaces.

He Ming was stunned. Hearing these words, the inexplicable sense of closeness he felt towards Xia Jingyi grew even stronger. This feeling could be described in two words: "family affection." Before this, he had only felt this way towards three people: first, He Mama from the orphanage; second, Sister Lu Yan, whose whereabouts were unknown; and third, Xia Jingmei.

As his gaze gradually shifted downwards, He Ming's initial感动 (moved feeling) vanished, replaced by a wicked look. From his elevated position, he could clearly see the allure of Xia Jingyi's half-open collar. A deep cleavage revealed two large, alluring breasts, each one firm and elastic, pressed together. A delicate necklace dangled from her neck, hidden deep within, barely visible, with glimpses of the lace trim of her undergarments. The look was a captivating blend of sensuality and beauty, utterly seductive.

"Mommy, I like those shoes!"

Little Yan, standing nearby, frowned even more deeply. She wasn't aware of a lecherous man peeping at her mother; rather, jealousy had finally gotten the better of her. Since leaving Peach Blossom District, Xia Jingyi hadn't spoken a word to her.

"What do you want? Don't you have a pair of the same style?"

Xia Jingyi didn't even glance at her daughter, her attention solely focused on He Ming.

He Ming was somewhat taken aback. He didn't understand why this "aunt" was being so kind to him on their first meeting. Was it because she knew about his past and felt sorry for him? Or was it because she was close to the Xia Jingmei sisters and considered him a relative?

"Xiaoyan likes these shoes? Auntie will buy them for you!"

Seeing the little girl pouting with a grimace, Xia Jingmei quickly stepped forward to speak.

"Hmph!"

The little beauty coldly snorted, ignoring Xia Jingmei, a typical rebellious girl.

"Don't pay attention to her!"

Xia Jingyi said without looking up, which made the little beauty's expression even worse.

Next, at Xia Jingyi's request, He Ming tried on several more pairs of shoes, and in the end, she bought them all. These designer shoes cost five or six hundred yuan a pair, totaling several thousand yuan. He Ming was shocked and secretly sighed at how extravagant the rich were.

After buying shoes, Xia Jingyi then had He Ming try on clothes, and subsequently bought him several large bags of clothes. He Ming didn't feel he'd gotten a good deal at all, as he was under the increasingly sharp gaze of the little girl beside him.

"Mom, I'm thirsty, let's go get some cold drinks!"

The little girl's words didn't seem like a lie. Although it was still winter, the sun in Jiangzhou, being in the subtropics, wasn't gentle

during the day. After all this fuss, a faint blush had appeared on her little face, and some fine sweat had appeared on her forehead. Xia Jingyi seemed tireless in choosing clothes for He Ming. Hearing her daughter's suggestion, she didn't seem willing to stop. Xia Jingmei, feeling a little guilty, said, "Sister, everyone must be thirsty now, let's go get something to drink!"

"Okay, okay!"

Xia Jingyi finally stopped, and the group of five started looking for a cold drink shop along the way. To their dismay, they walked for a long time but couldn't find one.

"Forget it, let's buy a few iced drinks to quench our thirst!"

Xia Jingyi suggested.

"No, I don't want drinks, I want bubble tea!"

the pretty girl immediately objected.

"Why are you like this? There aren't any ice cream shops, where are we going to buy bubble tea!"

Xia Jingyi scolded.

The pretty girl snorted and fell silent, pouting as if she had found an outlet for her anger, then glaring at He Ming with murderous eyes from time to time.

Although a pretty little girl's gaze wasn't particularly intimidating, He Ming was still a bit annoyed. It wasn't like he was bothering her, but she was using him as a punching bag.

Xia Jingmei bought a few drinks at a street-side shop, but the little girl stubbornly refused, seemingly in a huff, which embarrassed Xia Jingmei.

"Ignore her, drink it or don't!"

Xia Jingyi scolded, frowning.

"Am I your child or is he your child?!"

The little girl, who had been holding back her anger, finally exploded, loudly questioning her in public, her large eyes quickly filling with tears.

"You brat, you've really gone too far!"

Everyone present was stunned, and those around them turned to look. Xia Jingyi turned around and angrily scolded.

"Hmph!"

The little girl sobbed softly and turned to walk away.

"Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan..."

Xia Jingmei called out, trying to chase after her.

"Ignore her!"

Xia Jingyi's face was grim. She was being stared at like a monkey by those around her, but what hurt her most was her daughter's words.

“No, she’s just a kid, and she’s not familiar with Jiangzhou City…”

Xia Jingmei said as she chased after her.

“Don’t mind her, she’s still young and doesn’t understand anything!”

Xia Jingyi forced a smile and said to He Ming.

“It’s okay!”

He Ming smiled awkwardly. To be honest, he did feel a little embarrassed. Although he hadn’t done it on purpose, it was still because of him.

Chapter 227 Dream Travelogue Part Two (One)

To be honest, what man would want to mess with such a pretty girl? But He Ming helplessly realized that a deep grudge had formed between him and this little girl, and it was all so inexplicable.

Of course, He Ming wasn’t heartless. Although he had been given the cold shoulder by the pretty girl for no reason, he wouldn’t blame Xia Jingyi for it. After all, she meant well.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see his innocence, but if anyone present deserved the most sympathy, it was undoubtedly Meng Lei. Her family wasn't well-off, and feeling indebted, she hadn't asked for payment for helping He Ming's family with chores. So, her "shopping" was just that—shopping—she hadn't bought anything.

In fact, He Ming had wanted to ask her what gift to buy, but he was still officially a middle school student, relying on his parents for living expenses. With Xia Jingmei present, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Of course, Xia Jingmei wasn't heartless; she had already given Meng Lei many things, especially clothes. If the girl hadn't been so determined to refuse, she wouldn't have stood idly by.

"Auntie, Sister Meng, wait here. I'm going to buy something, I'll be right back!"

The pretty girl seemed genuinely angry; she hadn't returned. Xia Jingmei was probably worried and naturally followed her. He Ming knew this was an opportunity, so he spoke up.

After the two women agreed, he hurriedly left. A few minutes later, he entered a clothing store and stood in front of a purple dress. It was a long, elegant halter-neck dress, simple yet sophisticated, with a delicate peony design at the chest. The dreamy purple color added an air of mysterious allure.

He Ming had seen Meng Lei lingering over this dress while shopping earlier, and figured she must like it, so he took this opportunity to buy it for her.

The dress wasn't cheap, costing 1200 yuan, but for the girl he admired, he wouldn't hesitate to pay 12,000, 120,000, or even more.

After paying, He Ming left the store with excitement. Being able to buy something his beloved liked was something everyone would find blissful.

"Sister Meng, here you go!"

Under Xia Jingyi's questioning gaze, He Ming handed the bag to Meng Lei.

"What's this?"

Meng Lei looked at it with suspicion, glancing at the sample pattern on the surface. A complicated expression rose on her face, then she shook her head, wanting to hand it back to He Ming: "No, such an expensive gift, I can't accept it!"

Of course, she knew the price of this dress, and her tone was as resolute as when she refused Xia Jingmei.

"Sister Meng, how can you return something like this to me? I'm a grown man, I can't even wear it!"

He Ming spread his hands, a teasing look on his face, repeatedly saying jokingly, "Once you give it away, don't even think about giving it back to me!"

"You can give it to Sister Su Xue or that Sister Ling!"

Meng Lei pondered for a while, finding an excuse. Although she tried her best to appear calm, a hint of unnatural sadness still appeared on her face.

"Hehe, they don't like purple clothes, so it won't go!"

He Ming said this deliberately. However, as far as he knew, those two women really didn't have any purple clothes. Although in men's eyes, purple and black would increase a lot of charm if worn by women, most girls prefer bright colors, and how many would be like Meng Lei?

"This..."

Meng Lei hesitated. Her expression revealed that she really liked the dress, but because it was so expensive, she felt awkward accepting it.

"Take it, Xiao Lei. Xiao Ming's gesture is heartfelt; it would be heartless for you to take it back!"

Xia Jingyi chimed in at the opportune moment, not minding being a good Samaritan in this situation.

"Alright, thank you, He Ming!"

Meng Lei hesitated before finally agreeing, her face showing gratitude mixed with a strange emotion.

Half a day later, Xia Jingmei finally managed to coax the little beauty back. However, judging from her expression, it was as if someone had eaten her for free; her face was tense, her lips pouting, and she didn't say a word, her gaze towards He Ming unusually sharp.

He Ming didn't want to argue with this little girl, so he pretended not to see anything!

Night fell, and soon it was bedtime. The little girl, still throwing a tantrum, refused to sleep with her mother, forcing Xia Jingmei to arrange a different room for her.

"Little girl, are you really going to sleep alone? Don't cry if you're scared at night!"

Because of her mother, Xia Jingyi wasn't heartless, so she teased her.

"Don't worry, even if I'm scared, I won't come to you. I'll just go to my aunt!"

The little beauty clearly didn't appreciate it, pouting and snorting before turning and going inside.

Xia Jingyi was a little stunned, then shook her head with a wry smile. Now her aunt was closer than her mother; it was truly hurtful.

He Ming was furious. It wasn't his business, but why did he feel so guilty? This feeling was really unbearable.

"Wielding wildly in the wind, writing brilliant poems..."

In the dead of night, He Ming was half asleep when his phone suddenly rang, startling him awake. Filled with anger, he grumbled as he fumbled for his phone. He opened it to find it was Xia Jingmei calling. His anger instantly vanished. He knew his beautiful adoptive mother wasn't the kind of person to be unreliable; she wouldn't deliberately disturb his sleep in the middle of the night unless something serious happened. So he answered.

"Xiao Ming, Meng Lei's sleepwalking is acting up again!"

This was Xia Jingmei's first sentence, her tone filled with apprehension. In fact, ever since that night, she had made an excuse to have Menglei move into her room, locking the door every night. However, Menglei hadn't done it again in the past few days.

"What a coincidence,"

He Ming thought to himself. Nothing had happened when there were no guests, but now that there were, it had to happen. In this situation, it wouldn't be good if she disturbed them or if they frightened her.

"It's like this, because Menglei is sleepwalking, I'm afraid to open the door. Get dressed and come to the hallway to listen carefully. If she makes too much noise and disturbs your aunt and her daughter, and they wake up, tell them what happened!"

Xia Jingmei carefully instructed. In this situation, it was natural to look after both sides to prevent any accidents.

Chapter 228 Dream Journey Part Two (II)

He Ming knew the seriousness of the matter, so he got up, dressed, and quietly went out. The lights in the hallway were on, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. There were quite a few people living in this villa, but there was an unsettling atmosphere about it.

He Ming walked to the room where Xia Jingmei and Meng Lei were. The chill of early spring and late winter had not completely dissipated. He didn't feel it during the day, but the temperature was still a bit low at night. A slight breeze occasionally blew through the empty hallway. He hadn't expected it when he came out, and he was dressed very lightly, so he felt a bit chilly. However, he still paid close attention and looked inside through the peephole in the door. He saw that the room was lit by a table lamp, which was not very bright. Meng Lei was wearing a purple nightgown and was moving around the room woodenly.

"Clatter, clatter!"

The soundproofing of this high-end villa was indeed good, but if you listened carefully, you could still faintly hear the mechanical footsteps inside. In the quiet environment, it did sound a bit eerie. In addition, her long hair was disheveled, and she really looked like a beautiful female ghost in a horror movie.

Xia Jingmei lay on the bed, her eyes filled with anxiety as she scrutinized Meng Lei. The blanket perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure, its undulating curves breathtaking, revealing just how alluring her devilish body must be.

"Bang, bang!"

Meng Lei gradually approached the door, grabbed the doorknob, and yanked it hard, making a clear, loud noise.

After a fruitless struggle, the door fell silent, then mechanical footsteps echoed. Meng Lei walked to one side of the room, picked up a small stool from the floor, returned, and slammed it against the door.

"Bang!"

A deafening crash rang out, the door trembled violently, and then it felt as if the entire villa was shaking.

"Holy crap!"

He Ming was startled. He hadn't expected Meng Lei, in her sleepwalking state, to be so violent—a complete contrast to her usual self. He nearly collapsed to the ground, cursing inwardly.

"Bang, bang!"

A series of loud crashes rang out, making the sturdy door seem about to collapse.

"Won't she scare herself?"

He Ming wondered worriedly.

In fact, this question was foolish. Sleepwalkers still have a subconscious mind; their actions are driven by instinct. This means she was mentally prepared when she started banging on the door, so naturally she wouldn't be startled awake by the noise. It's like someone shouting at the top of their lungs and scaring themselves half to death

, no matter when or where. Xia Jingmei's prediction was correct. Not long after the loud crashes began, the other two doors opened one after another, and Xia Jingyi and the rebellious young beauty walked out of their rooms together.

Xia Jingyi wore a beautiful lace nightgown. The slightly translucent fabric revealed her incredibly voluptuous curves, which were subtly accentuated with every movement. Her breasts, buttocks, and shapely hips were perfectly outlined, making her extremely alluring. Among the women He Ming knew, her stunning figure was undoubtedly one of the best. Her breasts were comparable to Shen Yuru's, her hips to Li Suya's, and her waist and legs were voluptuous yet slender, possessing a mature sexiness that most young girls could not match. Coupled with her exquisitely beautiful and mature face, she looked no less stunning than Xia Jingmei. In terms of age, Xia Jingmei had a more mature and sophisticated air, while Xia Jingyi was a quintessential mature and beautiful young woman.

In contrast, the little beauty named "Xiao Yan" exuded a completely different aura. Her jade-like face, with its girlish innocence, revealed a flawless beauty. Although her small figure, hidden beneath her pink pajamas, didn't possess the same curves as her mother, her slender frame still undeniably revealed a captivating feminine allure. Especially striking were her long legs and height, exceeding that of girls her age. It was clear that within five years, she would undoubtedly become another goddess-like figure, driving naive young boys wild.

The unusually loud noise aroused suspicion in both mother and daughter. They approached, Xia Jingyi showing a hint of worry, though she remained relatively calm. The little beauty, however, was less composed, her face showing a hint of fear. For a child this age, especially a young girl, to lack any sense of self-awareness wasn't precocious maturity, but rather freakishness.

"What happened?"

Xia Jingyi inquired.

He Ming carefully explained Meng Lei's condition, deliberately reminding her that such patients should not be disturbed by others.

"Is your Aunt Xia inside alright?"

Xia Jingyi asked, frowning.

"She should be fine. Master Fang said that sleepwalkers still have a subconscious mind. She has no reason to harm my Aunt Xia. Similar things have happened before!"

He Ming explained, though he wasn't entirely convinced. He tried to peek through the small opening in the door again, thankfully his fears were unfounded. After looking around for a while, he was a little tired, so he turned and stretched.

"What's wrong, Xiao Yanyan? If you're scared, come sleep with Mommy!"

Xia Jingyi yawned and suddenly spoke. Women are observant, and she had naturally noticed her daughter's unusual expression.

"Hmph, who's scared!"

The little beauty's face showed some emotion. She hesitated for a moment, but her stubbornness prevailed, and she said, forcing herself to speak.

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll go back to my room and sleep then,"

Xia Jingyi said teasingly, then made a move to go back to her room. But before her daughter could soften her stance, she decisively went inside. At this moment, it was clearly not appropriate for her to back down. As an adult, she needed to make her child understand that she had to take responsibility for her choices. Of course, this was on the premise that she knew Menglei was locked in her room; otherwise, she certainly wouldn't feel at ease.

Seeing her mother return to her room, the little beauty immediately regretted it, a hint of resentment appearing on her face. Then she glared fiercely at He Ming before turning and going back to her room.

He Ming helplessly rubbed his nose, then peered through the doorway again. He saw Menglei still tirelessly fiddling with the lock from the inside, seemingly holding a pair of scissors, with drops of blood visible, making him feel a pang of pity.

Suddenly, the phone rang. He Ming reflexively looked towards the bed, and sure enough, his beautiful adoptive mother was holding a phone and listening. He quickly answered.

"Xiaoming, are your aunt and sister in the room or outside?"

Xia Jingmei asked.

"They went back to their room!"

He Ming replied.

"Okay, go tell them to stay in their room and not come out if they hear anything. I'll open the door now. Meng Lei will probably still be messing around in the kitchen. Let her go if she wants. She's been like this for so long without realizing it, and she's even hurting herself!"

Xia Jingmei said. Indeed, this was the safest method at the moment.

"Okay!"

He Ming agreed, and then knocked on the doors one by one to convey Xia Jingmei's words to Xia Jingyi and her son.

Chapter 229 Dream Journey Part Two (Part Three)

The door opened, and Meng Lei came out. Underneath her beautiful nightgown, her slender legs moved slowly, her sexy curves faintly visible. Her long hair was slightly disheveled, and she held a small pair of scissors in her right hand, slightly stained with blood. Presumably, the wound wasn't too serious, otherwise she would have been awakened by the pain.

Even though he felt a deep affection for Meng Lei, He Ming still felt a chill whenever he saw her dull and lifeless eyes.

Meng Lei moved mechanically, her stiff footsteps echoing in the corridor. Behind her, Xia Jingmei walked out of the room, her movements cautious, looking somewhat nervous. He Ming followed behind, his nerves taut, almost forgetting to breathe.

What happened next left the mother and son somewhat bewildered. Meng Lei went to the back of the building but didn't go downstairs. Instead, she walked along the corridor to one side.

He Ming and his beautiful foster mother exchanged a glance, both seeing deep confusion in each other's eyes. Worried about Meng Lei, they quickly focused their attention on the beautiful yet somewhat eerie figure ahead.

Meng Lei stopped and slowly turned around. Her destination was unexpected—the room where the pretty girl lived.

He Ming and Xia Jingmei exchanged another glance, their expressions growing increasingly puzzled and serious.

Meng Lei then reached out and forcefully poked the tip of the scissors into the keyhole, the "click-click" sound echoing, exactly the same as her actions in Xia Jingmei's room.

"Who? What are you doing?"

The pretty girl's question, tinged with fear, quickly rang out from inside.

He Ming and Xia Jingmei didn't answer. The door was very soundproof; to make the person inside hear clearly, they would have to speak as loudly as possible, which, if not carefully controlled, could easily frighten Meng Lei.

"Waaah..."

Less than two minutes later, the little girl's cries echoed from inside the room. She was still a child; even the most rebellious child had a vulnerable heart.

Meng Lei seemed oblivious, continuing to poke at the door with the scissors, her expression blank and focused, as if she wouldn't give up until she opened the door.

"Mommy..."

The little girl, who had always been stubborn, cried louder and louder, filled with grievance. It was truly heartbreaking to hear. Although He Ming had endured her temper tantrums, he felt quite sorry for her now. At eleven or twelve years old, she was still in that innocent and ignorant age, desperately needing protection.

"Why is Meng Lei working on this door?"

This was the question lingering in the minds of the mother and son.

After fiddling with it for four or five minutes, Meng Lei finally stopped, then turned and walked back, past the stairwell, her figure disappearing from the doorway of the room where she and Xia Jingmei were resting.

He Ming and Xia Jingmei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Giving up was the best option; if they had gone in and accidentally hurt the little girl, or if they themselves had been accidentally woken up, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"What happened?"

Xia Jingyi opened the door and came out. In fact, she had been worried about her daughter, but since the commotion was much quieter than before, she couldn't hear anything through the door and thought everything was fine. However, she was still worried, so she came out to check on the situation. Upon hearing her daughter's cries, she asked anxiously.

"Xiaoyan is probably frightened!"

Xia Jingmei replied.

"This child!"

Xia Jingyi's face showed a hint of pity, then she patted the door and said, "Xiaoyan, open the door, it's Mommy!"

"Mommy, waah..."

The little girl's defenses completely crumbled. She opened the door while crying and rushed into her mother's arms.

Just then, something unexpected happened. Meng Lei came out of the room again, holding a set of keys.

"Oh no, I forgot to take the key out of the lock when I opened the door. So she went to get it!"

Xia Jingmei exclaimed. Sleepwalking was indeed a strange condition; aside from some bizarre expressions and mannerisms, patients sometimes appeared no different from ordinary people, even capable of simple thought processes.

Meng Lei slowly walked forward. Xia Jingyi and her daughter, probably out of curiosity, stood there dumbfounded. He Ming and Xia Jingmei, subconsciously feeling she posed no threat, didn't warn her.

In that moment of hesitation, Meng Lei had already stepped forward and stood directly in front of the young woman, saying expressionlessly, "How dare you give my husband such a hard time! Apologize now!"

Although her voice wasn't particularly intimidating, she still held the scissors in her left hand, stained with blood, which added a touch of pressure.

He Ming finally understood what was going on. As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Meng Lei had witnessed everything that happened during the day. The person she liked had been treated so badly, so she was resentful and, after sleepwalking, wanted that little girl to apologize.

"Apologize to my husband!"

Meng Lei said in her flat voice, her expression suggesting she wouldn't let the little girl get away with it if she didn't comply.

"Xiao Yan, listen to her, apologize to your brother!"

Xia Jingmei understood the situation and quickly gave the order.

"Uh, apologize to your brother!"

Xia Jingyi was a little confused, but she understood that not doing as Meng Lei said would be irrational.

"No!"

The little girl, though fearful, clung to her mother's presence and refused this unacceptable request.

"Apologize quickly!"

Meng Lei stepped forward, her expression still blank, but the pressure she exerted increased dramatically.

"No need, Sister Meng!"

He Ming didn't know Meng Lei was so receptive now, but he tried anyway, only to find his efforts futile.

"Apologize quickly!"

Xia Jingmei continued to berate her.

"Xiao Yan, hurry up, don't be childish!"

Xia Jingyi also urged anxiously.

"No way!"

Little Lori glanced at He Ming, her refusal growing even stronger.

He Ming frowned. How could this so-called "little sister" be so disobedient? At her age, she should have a basic sense of judgment; this wasn't the time for her to act childish.

In fact, the reason Little Lori was becoming increasingly stubborn was because she felt protected by her mother. Thinking that the three normal people present wouldn't let anything happen to her, she felt reassured. Her fear subsided somewhat, but her resentment towards He Ming grew, and naturally, she refused to back down.

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