[Urban] Love's Nature (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 46: Four's Company 2

I can't recite those rhyming sayings, but there seems to be a passage in the ancient classic of adultery, *The Carnal Prayer Mat*, which roughly translates to "He who commits adultery with another man's wife will have his own wife committed adultery with him." I wonder if Chairman Mao's quote, "If someone offends me, I will retaliate," was inspired by this, but now I think this saying makes some sense. Because I'm providing counter-evidence: my wife was first committed adultery with another man, and now I'm indeed committing adultery with another man's wife.

Giving before taking is a virtue, and Comrade Ning, the cook, wholeheartedly agrees.

And Zeng Meimei's husband called right on cue—there was already a new adulterer named Lu Gong, and now another one has appeared—this is going to be interesting!

Zeng Meimei, beneath me, kept her phone on and held it in one hand, occasionally extending it to our intertwined lower bodies—speaking of which, there's a super romantic scene in the sequel to "Eternal Love," where Li Yapeng lets Lei Lei listen to the sea on the phone, presumably wanting the sound of waves crashing against the rocks to witness their eternal love—and now, Zeng Meimei is holding the phone close to the penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, letting her husband hear the same sound of waves, only the rocks are replaced by the man's penis, and the waves by a plump, wet vagina.

That penis isn't his, but that vagina belongs to his wife—as a deeply cuckolded husband, Comrade Ning understands all too well what this scene inevitably means when the sounds of penis and vagina colliding, transmitted through the phone to Zeng Meimei's equally cuckolded husband's ears.

Go ahead and masturbate, buddy, I've done that kind of thing plenty of times. To become a god-level cuckold, it's an inevitable process of mental and physical toil. Look at Ning, the stay-at-home dad, currently fucking your wife. He's got his day now—this guy used to only masturbate when his wife was being fucked by other men, but now he can fuck other people's wives and let their husbands masturbate.

I know perfectly well whether other people's husbands enjoy masturbating or not; it depends on whether I enjoy fucking their wives. This strange phenomenon has been proven countless times by my own masturbation experience: the happier my wife is being fucked by other men, the more energetic I get into masturbating!

So, overnight, I went from being a cuckold with a comical twist to becoming an adulterer—strictly speaking, I'm doing both jobs, since that idiot next door is fucking my wife just as enthusiastically—anyway, it's all water in the ocean, and since I've reached god-level cuckoldry, I must fulfill my duties as an adulterer as well.

So I increased the force of my thrusts and lowered my head, staring intently at every tiny detail of my penis moving in and out of Zeng Meimei's wet, plump cunt—just as my buddy Pi Shi, who had fucked this cunt before, had said, the tuft of pubic hair above the cunt was finely curled, a perfect blend of black and brown—regardless of how seductive and wanton Zeng Meimei was, just that exquisite pubic hair, exuding an aura of lust, was enough to ignite my animalistic desires and stir my lustful heart.

I couldn't resist touching it; the feel was as soft and smooth as touching a Persian tapestry.

So I imagined what it would taste like to put those fine hairs in my mouth and roll them with my tongue, a sensation that was both sensual and numbing.

My dearest Zeng Meimei, I know you have a husband who loves you, but please allow me, as your lover, to adore your pubic hair…

and your plump cunt—every time my cock thrusts in and out, it turns Zeng Meimei's exceptionally thick labia inside out, from the edge of the labia turning from black to red, like two scallops being poked and sucked by a stick, with a plump, reddish-black clitoris standing erect at the tip, glistening with slippery fluid.

I speed up the piston-like thrusting of my cock into this beautiful cunt, and as a result, inside and out, including my cock, it's all covered in Zeng Meimei's gushing, lustful fluids. Zeng

Meimei's irresistibly sweet and seductive voice is now fully awake, constantly holding the phone to her ear so that her husband can clearly hear her moaning under another man.

I couldn't hear what Zeng Meimei's husband was saying on the phone, but the lewd moans she made into the phone sent chills down my spine.

"Husband...husband...he's really fucking your wife so well, ahh...ahh! His cock is so amazing...it feels so good...so good..."

"Mmm...husband, are you enjoying it? You feel good being fucked by another man, don't you? Okay, husband, I'll make him cum inside your wife's cunt later, and bring it all back for you to lick! Ahhhhh, ohhh..."

What's going on? Her husband likes this kind of thing? Or is he just joking? This is so damn...perverted! It seems that his cuckoldry skills are truly unfathomable. Whether true or not, those words always triggered some kind of lustful impulse within me, making my penis incredibly hard. Then, I began to thrust wildly into Zeng Meimei's beautiful, newlywed wife's voluptuous vagina…

“Mmm, I’m almost there, where should I cum? Should I pull out?”

I felt the urge to ejaculate and quickly asked Zeng Meimei.

“Cum inside, darling, it’s a safe period…mmm…pulling out won’t feel comfortable…ahhh,” Zeng Meimei’s face was flushed, her breath coming in short gasps, but she still gave me a seductive smile.

Then I went all out, ready to unleash my semen, but strangely, despite my frantic thrusting in and out of Zeng Meimei’s vagina, I remained hard and wouldn’t ejaculate. Zeng Meimei seemed to be cooperating, waiting for my moment to ejaculate, her legs wrapped around my waist swaying gracefully with her hips…

Her phone was still recording everything in the room with her husband.

I knew what I was waiting for.

I remember in elementary school, our teacher asked us to make sentences using the phrase "rising and falling." I once wrote a completely unappealing sentence: "I didn't do well on this test, and when I got home, my parents' criticisms of me rose and fell."

The teacher marked it with a big X.

Tonight, I realized that "rising and falling" can be beautiful in this way. A few feet away, Ning Hui's sweet moans and delicate cries flowed continuously from the other side of the wall, like a gentle stream, seemingly coordinated with Zeng Meimei's passionate shouts from inside. They rose and fell in a harmonious interplay, the exquisite sounds of two women simultaneously enjoying pleasure beneath a man, a union that became the most beautiful movement in this cuckolded feast.

I waited… I know I'm committing adultery by having sex with someone else's wife, but I still have an undying lust for my wife. What truly triggers my climax is my own wife next door, entwined with a handsome man, enjoying another man's penis.

Suddenly, Ning Hui's long, drawn-out moans abruptly rose in pitch, turning into a series of crisp "Oh—!"

This was followed by a rapid creaking sound, seemingly from the bed twisting, and then I heard a long "I'm coming!"

I knew my wife had finally reached her climax under her boyfriend.

Ning Hui's signature cries of orgasm caused my penis to uncontrollably ejaculate violently inside Zeng Meimei's vagina. Zeng Meimei, too, reached her peak of pleasure amidst cries of "Husband!" into her phone and the intense thrusting of my penis.

After a while, both rooms gradually returned to quiet. Zeng Meimei and I quickly washed up and tidied ourselves in the bathroom.

We went back to bed.

Knowing that a man shouldn't deny his wife afterward, I gentlemanly pulled the still-naked Zeng Meimei into my arms.

Zeng Meimei's flush from the orgasm hadn't completely faded; her body was slightly hot, and her soft body leaned lazily against my chest.

I gently stroked Zeng Meimei's nipples, which were beginning to soften, with my fingers. Zeng Meimei seemed to enjoy it, and responded by playing with my fingers as I stroked her nipples.

"Hehe, do you usually sleep naked?"

I said, clearly a very warm and suitable topic for discussion afterward.

"Yeah, you think only your wife sleeps naked?"

Zeng Meimei replied in a coquettish voice, then pressed her smooth, voluptuous body tightly against me.

"Hahaha, how did you know Ning Hui is used to sleeping naked?"

"Tch, it was in college when I told her how comfortable and beneficial it was to sleep naked, that's when your wife started sleeping naked."

"Oh, I see. Ning Hui is a naked sleeping addict now."

"Hehehe, then imagine your wife next door is probably lying naked in my brother's arms right now, just like I am lying in your arms."

Zeng Meimei deliberately teased me, "How do you feel?"

I shuddered, "Heartbreaking."

"Hehehe, you only told half the story, but it's still exciting, isn't it?"

Zeng Meimei looked at me and said, her eyes a little tired, but still radiating a seductive light.

"Mmm, that was exciting. Meimei,"

I suddenly remembered the mystery that had been nagging my curiosity, and now the chance to unravel it was right in front of me, "your husband called while we were doing that, to ask if you and your husband could talk about it? I'm just wondering, how can a young girl like you know so much about this kind of thing?"

"Hehe, I know what you want to ask. To be honest, my understanding of you cuckold-crazy men really comes from my husband!"

"I guess so. So what does he do? How did you two meet?"

My fingers began to play with Zeng Meimei's other nipple.

"Yeah, he studied finance. He worked at a foreign bank for a few years before returning to China. I met him at a friend's party."

Zeng Meimei picked up the water glass on the bedside table, took a sip, and continued, "He had just returned from abroad not long before. After that meeting, we felt we were a good match, and we had a little bit of a crush, so we went to a hotel. I thought it would be another one-night stand or something, and I never expected that we would have any further involvement. Unexpectedly, after a while, he asked me out again. Hehe, maybe because he was still not very good in bed, I finally slept with him again. Right after this time, he told me that he liked me and had fallen in love with me. I told him that I didn't want to be in a relationship or get married. Then I said that I had many male friends I could sleep with. I originally wanted to scare him and make him give up the idea. But I didn't expect..."

"Hehehe, you were the one who got scared, right?"

I could pretty much guess how the story would go.

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei chuckled softly, "Yes, I didn't expect him to say I knew all of this. I've done a thorough investigation into your lifestyle and background. I know you've slept with many men, and your views on sex are very open. I thought only I could make you happy. I asked him, 'You're too arrogant, how do you know you can make me happy?' He then said something that really surprised and shocked me at the time, which piqued my curiosity and was the reason I later agreed to date him."

"What did he say?"

"He said if we established a romantic relationship, I would have complete freedom to control my body. I could sleep with any man I wanted or liked, even after we got married. Haha, I thought, 'Really? There really are men like that in the world.' Out of pure curiosity, I agreed to be his girlfriend and give it a try. And he never interfered. Whether he was with me or abroad, I was always dating other men. I couldn't understand why he would do that; I was practically cheating on him! Later, he told me it was because he truly loved me and wanted me to have more experiences and pleasure. I initially thought he was using this as an excuse to fool around with other women, but he really wasn't. From dating me to marriage, he never touched another woman besides me."

"Wow!"

My mouth dropped open in surprise. "Are you the one who treats others like dirt? Just like my ex-wife?"

"No, really. I encouraged him to go out and have fun, to find other women and stuff, and I even had my best friend seduce him, but he refused every time. Hehe, unlike some people!"

Zeng Meimei looked at me, pinched my nose, and smiled mischievously. "He lets others sleep with his wife while he sleeps with other people's wives."

I knew this girl was teasing me, so I pretended to be innocent: "Tch! It was you who seduced him. You can't really blame me, who could resist what happened at the hero's wedding!"

"Hehehe, actually, I didn't really care about you at first. I was firmly against you dating Ning Hui. Do you remember that guy? My college classmate with Ning Hui, Lu Xiaobin, the guy who chased Ning Hui from freshman year to senior year?"

"Of course I remember. Oh, that guy later said he went to another city, do you still have any news about him?"

I asked thoughtfully.

"No, after graduation, he never contacted any of our classmates again. We didn't even know where he went. Ning Hui told me she was almost moved to say yes after all the hard work he put in to win her over, but then you snatched her away. Besides, I really dislike those pedantic, pretentious intellectuals. So, at first, I really didn't take you seriously."

"Hehehe, I know the turning point came when I treated you to some hairy crabs, right?"

"Get lost,"

Zeng Meimei raised her hand and punched my chest. "Do you think I'm so easily bought off? This change was gradual. Later, I realized you were really good to Ning Hui, and Ning Hui loved you very much too. I saw that. Besides, you have a bit of talent, and your little bit of acting cute is quite endearing. You're not pedantic at all. So, I gradually accepted you as your wife's best friend. Your wife's best friend is like your wife's family, you know."

"Hehehe, thanks. The most important thing is to have good character; personal charm is the key!" " Was it around that time that you started to like me and began to seduce me?"

"Go away, you're so vain. I didn't sleep with you back then, I just started to stop disliking you."

"Hahaha, I know whose you slept with." I pretended to be mysterious.

"What do you mean?"

"His buddy, my brother. Don't tell me you didn't eat him later." Talking about his buddy who had slept with Zeng Meimei, I felt I was being a bit presumptuous, but the words were already out and couldn't be taken back.

"Ah?"

Zeng Meimei suddenly turned pale, her face flushing red—damn, I didn't expect the womanizer Zeng Meimei to blush.

"That guy has too much of a mouth, taking advantage of me and then spreading it around. Let's see how I deal with him!"

Zeng Meimei gritted her teeth angrily.

"Hahaha, you really bewitched him. How about I ask him out for a threesome back then?" "

I pinched Zeng Meimei's nipple hard.

'You wish! I only have threesomes with my husband! Besides, I haven't been in contact with Pishi for ages!'

'So you've had threesomes?'

'I'm not telling you!'

Zeng Meimei pouted and turned her head away.

'Hehehe, okay, okay, darling, don't be angry, keep talking about your husband.'

'Well, later on, I gradually found out that my husband has a cuckold fetish. He told me that besides wanting me to get more pleasure, he also gets a lot of stimulation from it, even more than having sex with other women.'"

"Hehehe, so that's why he only lets you sleep with other men, but not with other women himself?"

"Maybe. It seems weird, right? But in other aspects, he's no different from an ordinary person. He's quite outstanding, and he's incredibly good to me. Our families are well-matched, and both sets of parents are satisfied. Besides, you know, marriage alone makes it hard for me to give up men. Rather than secretly cheating later, this transparent way is better. My husband says that cheating in the open is more protective of the marriage. That's why I chose him. Later, I found myself gradually falling in love with him too. People have feelings, so we got married. With such a cuckolded husband, how could I not know about you? I know all about your cuckolded nature."

"That's right, that's right."

I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

After hearing Zeng Meimei's story about her husband, who's both a returnee and a cuckold, I couldn't help but sigh. When did being a cuckold become a reason for someone to marry you?

Finally, I fell asleep embracing Zeng Meimei's soft, snow-white body. Before falling asleep, I insisted on clutching a tuft of her soft pubic hair. I've said it before, from an adulterer's perspective, I absolutely adore this tuft of pubic hair.

They say you can't wake up when you're thirty years old, and you can't fall asleep when you're thirty years old. Despite traveling all day yesterday and tossing and turning all night, I still woke up just as dawn was breaking.

I lay in bed with my eyes open for a while. Zeng Meimei isn't a very well-behaved sleeper; she always likes to rub against me. Right now, her two white thighs are wrapped around my stomach.

I lay quietly, my ears perked up, trying to listen to something in the direction of the next room.

But the dawn there was completely silent; not even the sound of a mosquito flying by could be heard.

I really couldn't fall back asleep, so I decided to get up and go for a walk, and breathe in some fresh morning air.

So as not to wake Zeng Meimei, I tiptoed out of bed. After getting dressed and washing up, I was about to leave when I heard Zeng Meimei's voice behind me: "Hey, what are you doing, all quiet?"

"Hehe,"

I turned around, "I was afraid of waking you. I couldn't sleep, so I was just about to go for a walk and then get some breakfast."

"Okay, wait for me!"

Zeng Meimei jumped out of bed in a flash. "I'm going to eat too, I'm a little hungry."

Zeng Meimei quickly got ready and then followed me out of the room.

"Should we invite Ning Hui and the others to eat together?"

I asked Zeng Meimei casually as I was about to close the door.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Meimei gestured with her lips towards my shoulder. I looked over and saw a prominent sign hanging on the door of Ning Hui and Bei Fang's room: Do Not Disturb.

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei laughed heartlessly as always, "Look, they're enjoying their sweet time together, don't bother them. Ning Hui is someone's girlfriend now, it has nothing to do with you."

Then she took my arm, snuggled close to me, and pushed me towards the stairs: "You haven't gotten used to it yet, darling, Ning Hui is someone's girlfriend now, it has nothing to do with you." Damn

, Zeng Meimei's words "someone's girlfriend" immediately conjured up an image of Ning Hui sleeping soundly, naked, nestled in Zeng Beifang's arms.

I felt a shiver run down my spine.

Zeng Meimei noticed this and immediately took my arm, snuggling close to me and pushing me towards the stairs: "You haven't gotten used to it yet, darling, let's go get breakfast!"

Life in the small town moved at a much slower pace; the early summer sun had already painted the eastern sky white. Only a few pedestrians were scattered on the streets.

It's said the hot and sour noodles here are delicious, so we wandered through the streets and alleys, looking for a breakfast stall selling them. Zeng Meimei was holding my hand, nestled close to me like a demure little woman.

Even though her head was bowed low, her striking beauty and air of someone from a big city, rarely seen in a small town, still attracted frequent glances from passersby. With

such a beauty by my side, these glances were actually more appealing to the man beside me.

We quickly found a hot and sour noodle stall, and then enjoyed our breakfast, savoring the strong, spicy flavor, as we strolled slowly towards the hotel in the river breeze and early morning sun.

Zeng Meimei was still holding my hand, looking very affectionate.

As we walked, I suddenly felt something was wrong, though at first I couldn't pinpoint what it was. After a few more minutes, I finally realized we were being followed—someone had been following us for quite some time.

After passing through several alleys, I discovered this person was still following us.

“Meimei,”

I nudged Zeng Meimei with my arm, “we think we’re being followed!”

“Huh?”

Zeng Meimei suddenly turned pale with fright, instinctively leaning closer to me, but quickly regained her playful nature. “Wow, how exciting! Are they Kuomintang spies or Japanese spies?”

“Spies my foot,”

I turned to Zeng Meimei, but had only uttered the word “spies” when I heard a deep male voice behind us: “Zeng Meimei!”

Yes, the pronunciation was clear, it was undoubtedly Zeng Meimei!

We turned around and saw Zeng Meimei freeze in place, her mouth agape before she could utter a sound: “Lu…Lu Xiaobin?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

The man in front of us was thin and tall, with a casually stubbled beard, and his appearance was quite handsome, but considering he was about the same age as Ning Hui and Meimei, he looked older than his actual age. Damn

it, who was I talking about last night? Who was I talking about last night?

What a melodramatic plot! "How could I run into him? Lu Xiaobin, right? That's the guy who had a four-year crush on Ning Hui in college, whom I stole and then suddenly disappeared.

Meeting him on the street here... I feel like what a waste of my luck. Why isn't it like buying a lottery ticket that's so magical?

" "It really is you, Zeng Meimei. I've been following you for a long time to make sure it's you!"

Lu Xiaobin's face was gloomy, then he turned to look at me, his eyes filled with resentment and disdain. "This must be Ning Hui's husband, right?"

"How do you know Ning Hui's husband?"

I gave a vague, ambiguous answer, trying to leave some room for denial.

"Stop beating around the bush, I remember your face too well. I've seen you many times at school!"

Damn it, I did go to Ning Hui's school many times when I was dating her. Now there was nowhere to hide.

Zeng Meimei seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly shook off my arm.

“No need to hide it like that, I saw it all. Even a fool could see you two were being very intimate. I just want to know, what's going on? Where is Ning Hui?”

“This…”

Zeng Meimei was clearly flustered. “Xiaobin, you…you've misunderstood. What's wrong with you? Where did you go after graduation?”

“Don't change the subject. Where is Ning Hui?”

“She's fine.”

“She's fine? Her husband and her best friend are being so intimate here behind her back. Do you think I'd believe she's fine?”

“How about this,”

Zeng Meimei happened to see a teahouse opening by the roadside. "It's not easy to talk on the street," she said, "can I sit in the teahouse?"

We sat down, and Lu Xiaobin sat opposite us. His gaze still held a chill.

Zeng Meimei smiled, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "Xiaobin, tell me where you went after graduation, and I'll explain things to you, okay?"

Lu Xiaobin frowned, paused, and finally spoke: "After graduation, I went to Shenzhen. I spent some time there, but I felt like a stray dog in the city. I felt like I didn't belong in this world anymore, so I left soon after. I wandered around several places, and finally came to this small county town. I stayed for a while, and I felt that the mountains and rivers here could bring me peace. So I applied to teach at a rural middle school more than 100 kilometers away. I've stayed ever since. I wanted to find peace in this tranquil place..." " I thought I'd forgotten all the pain by fighting, but today I just happened to come to the county town to take care of some business, and I never expected to run into you all like this!"

Zeng Meimei stared blankly at him, then said softly, "Xiaobin, it's been so long, haven't you gotten over it yet?"

Lu Xiaobin kept his head down, not speaking for a long time. Just when we thought the matter had subsided, a loud roar suddenly came from Lu Xiaobin's chest, the roar was directed at me: "You scum, I swore I would never let Ning Hui suffer any harm!"

Then I saw him stand up quickly, his thin body bursting with energy from who knows where, rushing towards me.

Then I saw a fist-shaped black shadow thud, before I could even dodge, it was straight at my face.

I fell backward from the stool in a very graceful, sprawling position...

Damn, what kind of kung fu is this? It's so powerful. When I came to my senses, I found myself lying on the ground, something sticky was flowing from my nose, I touched it.

It was blood.

Then I heard Zeng Meimei scream, and Lu Xiaobin's harsh words before leaving: "I don't want to hear any of your bullshit explanations. You scum, I never want to see you again!"

So, when I got back to the hotel, I had a bandage wrapped around my face, which I got quickly bandaged at a nearby clinic. Just as I got to my room and was about to open the door, Zeng Meimei's phone rang. It was Ning Hui calling.

"Ning Hui? We just went out for breakfast and were about to come back to our room. Oh? You're alone in the room? Well, come out and see, your husband's injured."

In two seconds, Ning Hui opened her door. Seeing me standing in front of the room next door, and noticing the bandage on my nose with a little blood on it, she immediately turned pale with fright: "What happened to your husband? Husband?"

"Hehehe, where did Beifang go?"

Before I could answer, Zeng Meimei interrupted.

"He went out to buy me breakfast."

Ning Hui anxiously reached out to touch my nose. "What's wrong, honey?"

"Sigh, I ran into a lunatic. She punched you right away, then realized she'd hit the wrong person. She said she mistook me for someone else."

Zeng Meimei made up a story without batting an eye, giggling as she finished.

Only then did I notice that Ning Hui was only slightly ajar, peeking out a small part of her body. She was still wearing pajamas—damn, I've never seen pajamas like this before! A spaghetti strap top, deep V-neck, black with red lace trim, half her cleavage was showing, the hem just past her hips, revealing her two long, slender, fair legs, not even covering her lace underwear.

What's going on? A surge of adrenaline coursed through me. Without a word, I pushed open Ning Hui's bedroom door, forcing her into the room. I heard Zeng Meimei yelling behind me, "Okay, okay, let your wife comfort your wounded heart. It'll only be a moment, though, he's coming back from the North."

I closed the door behind me, grabbed Ning Hui, and kissed her, grabbing her ample buttocks. "Damn, don't you have this nightgown? It looks so sexy on you, honey."

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui murmured, struggling slightly.

"Tell me, did he give it to you?"

"You guessed it already, why ask? It's a gift he brought back from abroad."

Ning Hui stammered, "Honey, what... what happened to your nose?" "

Yes, that guy hit the wrong person. He said he was supposed to hit the guy who stole his woman, but he hit a law-abiding citizen. It's nothing, just a minor injury."

I said, as I started to pull down Ning Hui's underwear. "You were so horny last night, let your husband check if he fucked you until you were swollen?"

"Mmm, honey, stop it, he... he'll be back soon."

Ning Hui used her hand to block my hand from reaching down to her body. Her mouth couldn't speak properly because I had stopped her from asking.

"No, I want to check!"

I insisted. My hand had already pulled down half of Ning Hui's black and red-trimmed triangular panties, which barely covered her pubic hair.

"Mmm, honey, he really is coming back, stop it, don't blame me if he sees this and we can't keep up the act."

Ning Hui pleaded.

Before I could speak, Ning Hui's phone rang, and then I heard Zeng Meimei's urgent voice on the phone: "Quick! Is your husband still in your room? I called his phone earlier, it might be off or out of battery. Beifang is back, he's already upstairs!" Damn

it, I could have come to their room with some excuse, but Ning Hui is wearing such a revealing nightgown, and her panties are half-covered on her buttocks, it's no wonder she's exposed.

Ning Hui quickly pulled up her underwear and then busied herself tidying her pajamas. I was about to rush out the door, but it was too late; I could already hear the key turning in the lock.

Ning Hui looked completely lost and resigned to her fate. In a flash, I retreated back into the room, pulled up the sheet, and looked under the bed. Thank goodness, there was enough room. I quickly gestured for Ning Hui to lie down, and then, with incredible speed, I slipped under the bed.

Just as I slipped in, I heard the door open, followed by Zeng Beifang's voice: "Honey, I bought it early!"

Damn it, I suddenly remembered that I was the husband of the woman lying on the bed above me, and the one who came in was the adulterer! Why was I hiding under the bed?

This dark humor is really something else.

Then I touched my nose, and only then did I realize it was burning hot.

Chapter 47: Four's Company 3

Speaking of adultery, since ancient times, those who hide under the bed, in the closet, or climb through the window are always the adulterers. But our Comrade Ning, the legitimate husband, has been hiding under the bed like a mouse playing hide-and- seek. What a noble spirit of self-sacrifice, letting his wife's happiness benefit the adulterer!

On another note, if you want to make a name for yourself in today's cuckolded world, you can't call yourself a cuckold without sneaking under your wife and her lover's bed at least once

. I was lying slightly on my side under the bed. The space under the bed was cramped, making me feel stiff and unable to move freely. If I tilted my head back slightly, my nose almost touched the bed frame. My heart was pounding, but I didn't dare utter a sound.

"Sister Ning, I ran all over the county to buy your favorite croissants!"

Zeng Beifang said breathlessly, as if he were showing off, indicating he had rushed back. Then I saw a pair of long, yet muscular, male legs walk through the door and approach the bed. Those calves were less than a meter away from me, swaying back and forth in front of my eyes; I could see every single hair pore on them.

"Um, thank you."

Ning Hui's voice was very soft, sounding very nervous—nervous in front of her lover because her husband was hiding under the bed? Holy crap

, this is too ridiculous.

"I also bought milk. It's still warm, drink it while it's hot."

At this moment, Zeng Beifang sat on the edge of the bed, and then I heard what sounded like a rustling sound of a food bag being opened. "Come on, darling, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

He wants to feed her again, how sweet—a moment later I heard the smacking sound of food being chewed, clearly Ning Hui was being fed. Maybe Zeng Beifang was holding a piece of bread and putting it in Ning Hui's mouth, and then, would my wife's fragrant tongue give him a sweet sucking on his fingers?

"Open your mouth, again!"

Zeng Beifang never stopped.

"I'll eat by myself, have you eaten? Hurry up and finish eating, we have to leave."

"No, I want to be fed!"

"Mmm, smacking..."

Holy crap, the sound of biting lips and drooling! So this time he's feeding her with his mouth. This sound made me involuntarily, and instantly my whole body felt hot.

"Alright, alright... eating like this... it'll take forever!"

Ning Hui mumbled, it was unclear whether she was talking with food in her mouth or the boy's tongue.

"Sister Ning,"

Zeng Beifang seemed to release my wife's mouth.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that? Haven't you ever seen someone eat before?" Ning Hui said, making soft chewing sounds.

"Sister Ning, you're so beautiful!"

Zeng Beifang said.

"Yeah, you've said that so many times."

Ning Hui replied.

"This nightgown is like it was made for you, do you like it? You look so... so sexy in it!"

Zeng Beifang's voice seemed to tremble slightly.

"Hehe, thank you for the gift, I really like this nightgown."

Ning Hui smiled gently.

"You look so beautiful in it, I've never seen... such a beautiful cleavage."

"You pervert!"

Ning Hui instinctively exclaimed coquettishly.

"Sister Ning."

After a moment of silence outside, Zeng Beifang's voice came again.

"Hmm?"

"I want to be with you so much!"

"Aren't we together now?"

"I mean... forever."

Hey, what are you trying to do? Trying to steal my place? I almost wanted to rush out and kick this kid.

"Don't be silly,"

Ning Hui's voice seemed to be suddenly stopped by something, she paused, "My forever already belongs to my husband."

So satisfying! My wife's words are so damn satisfying—my wife, her heart is clear, what does it matter if I crawl into the corner of the bed?

"I know, I'm jealous of your husband."

Zeng Beifang's voice sounded a little sad, "I hate myself for not pursuing you sooner, actually I liked you the first time I saw you when I came to your place, I've always had a crush on you! If I had pursued you earlier, you would be my wife, right?"

"Go away, be your wife? You're just a little kid! Who marries an older sister as a wife!"

"I really regret it."

Zeng Beifang's voice was low, it seemed he really regretted it.

"Alright, alright, stop spacing out. We can't be so greedy. As long as we're happy together, that's enough. Don't think about it so much, okay? Hurry up and eat breakfast, we have to go!"

Ning Hui comforted me.

"Then I want... happiness now!"

Zeng Beifang's voice suddenly rose, followed by Ning Hui's soft moans. It seemed Zeng Beifang was biting my wife's lips again.

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui's moans and the sucking sounds of her lips mingled together, "Alright... alright... Beifang... stop..."

Just as I strained my ears, afraid of missing the intoxicating sounds of my wife and her boyfriend's French kiss, feeling completely relaxed, I suddenly heard a "creak," the bed above my head shook, and then sank heavily. The bed frame almost hit my nose, and dust that fell from the bed frame covered my face and even got into my mouth.

This cuckold is really having a tough time. I finally know what it means to get a nosebleed. If I hadn't quickly covered my nose, I would have choked on it.

And the dust under the bed board must have been there for years; it tasted bitter and stale.

Then I saw that Zeng Beifang's legs, which had been on the floor, were gone. Turns out, this guy had jumped onto the bed and started rolling around in the sheets with my wife.

"Stop it, Beifang!"

Ning Hui's voice was a little angry, as if she was pushing him. "What are you doing?"

"Sister Ning... I... I'm hard!"

Zeng Beifang's voice started to pant.

"Ah? You just did it last night?"

Ning Hui's voice sounded a little flustered.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, one night isn't enough for you!"

"Um, no... it's too late... your sister and the others are waiting... waiting for us to leave."

Ning Hui continued to push him away, her words still incoherent, she must have been met with a forceful kiss from Zeng Beifang.

"Then...then how am I supposed to get out of here with this hard thing?"

Zeng Beifang's voice sounded pitiful.

I thought Ning Hui would at least offer some comfort, but her next answer completely stunned me.

"Just rinse it off with cold water in the bathroom,"

Ning Hui blurted out!

I was just wondering if Zeng Beifang would try to force himself on my wife when, to my surprise, I saw him actually dash off to the bathroom, followed by the sound of the water running from the tap.

It seemed my wife had cast a spell on him, making him completely obedient.

"You...you're really going?"

Ning Hui shouted towards the bathroom, her tone somewhat embarrassed.

I suddenly felt an urge to peek out and interview my wife about why she came up with such a wicked idea—without further ado, I took the huge risk and actually pulled myself out halfway from under the bed, sticking my head out.

Startled by my sudden movement, Ning Hui turned pale with fright: "What are you doing, honey?"

Ning Hui dared not utter a sound, and I could only decipher her words from her lip movements.

"Wife, you're so ruthless!"

I said, my voice equally low.

A husband standing up for his lover—truly, the world is full of wonders, and only a pervert like Ning Hui could do something like this.

Ning Hui quickly waved for me to hide under the bed, and from her lips, I could make out she was saying, "Are you crazy, honey? What if he comes out and sees you?"

"Hehehe,"

I chuckled dryly, then said very seriously, "Be gentle with him."

Seeing me sticking my head out from under the bed, grinning foolishly, Ning Hui quickly got up and forcefully pressed my head back under the bed.

Just as Ning Hui lay back down, Zeng Beifang came out of the bathroom.

"Sister Ning..."

Zeng Beifang came over and sat on the edge of the bed, "Cold water...it won't soften...it's still hard!"

The boy's voice sounded very aggrieved.

"Silly boy,"

Ning Hui giggled, "You actually went when I told you to?"

"I..."

Zeng Beifang's childish nature was now clearly revealed, "I was afraid Sister Ning would be angry if I didn't go."

"Sigh, you don't believe me when I say you're a little kid,"

Ning Hui's voice suddenly became unusually gentle, "How about I help you...help you blow it up?"

The word "blow" was so soft it was almost inaudible, but it instantly ignited my blood—if someone were to blow it up, it would be someone else's boyfriend's penis, who knew you, Ning the cook, were getting so excited.

Now that's it, Zeng Beifang, as if he'd received a royal decree, sprang up and pounced on Ning Hui on the bed.

The bed shook heavily again.

Damn it, be gentle! You're having fun on the bed, but do you know I'm about to get a shower of dust underneath?

"No, I want to be Ning Hui's sister, I want you too, I want you to climax!"

It seems that just playing the flute with Ning Hui isn't enough; Zeng Beifang wants to go straight for the kill. "I love seeing you climax, so beautiful!"

That sounds so familiar! I often say that to Ning Hui, I wonder how my wife feels hearing another man say that to her, whether she'll immediately get wet.

"Mmm, I really can't... do anything with you..."

Ning Hui said amidst the heavy breathing of their passionate kiss.

It seems my wife has surrendered. The movements on the bed grew louder, and then I saw Ning Hui's nightgown fly to the floor from under the bed, first the nightgown, then that tiny, cloth-like panty.

Then Zeng Beifang's clothes flew off one by one to the ground...

It seems his wife's surrender wasn't enough; this guy's got the guts to slaughter the city. "You

're something else, aren't you? You actually got an erection in front of a beauty like my wife and had to use cold water to soften it? Do you even look like a man? If you had softened it back up, wouldn't you have felt guilty for hiding under the bed and eating dust?

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

It seems this guy is starting to act. Ning Hui could tell he was trying hard to keep his voice down, but he still managed to moan.

"I know that," Ning Hui thought, "that's the most beautiful sound in nature, the sound of the body being stimulated by pleasure." The key issue is that my wife is currently lying prone, enjoying this pleasure beneath a handsome young man, right above me, separated only by a bed frame—last night we were separated by a wall, and I could only hear the general sounds of my wife and her boyfriend's battle. But now I can hear every single sigh from my wife clearly—how can I possibly bear this stimulation?

My ears are filled with the auditory feast of my wife's alluring moans beneath another man, while the bed frame above my head acts like a black cloth, blocking my view of my wife and her lover's passionate encounter. This forces me to constantly guess what kind of actions that guy is taking that cause each of my wife's soft moans. This guessing process is exhilarating; whenever I think that a particular moan of pleasure coming from my wife might be coming from Zeng Beifang sucking her nipple or licking her vulva, my penis throbs violently to assert its presence.

On one side was the incredibly stimulating auditory impact, and on the other, all I could see was the dirty, slightly swaying bed, the swaying undoubtedly the sound of my wife and her boyfriend's bodies colliding. Countless times I wanted to rip off that black sheet of bed; I longed to witness firsthand the scene that haunted my cuckolded dreams: my wife naked, entwined in pleasure with a man, a scene of erotic beauty.

This visual obstruction, this torment of being so close yet unable to see, tormented every nerve, each ache with a sharp, intensifying stimulation. At that moment, all I could feel was my penis, already fully erect in my pants. Last night, listening to the lewd acts next door had the comfort of Zeng Meimei's gentle embrace, but now, my hard penis could only reach the bed frame.

Sigh, I'd better masturbate! My hand involuntarily reached down to my lower body.

Meanwhile, the battle on the bed was heating up. His wife's body was undoubtedly undergoing intense foreplay. Zeng Beifang was using both hands and mouth, thoroughly exploring every inch of her skin—her neck, earlobes, breasts, thighs, buttocks, and that irresistibly alluring vulva.

"Mmm, it's so hard,"

Ning Hui's soft moans were caught by my ears. I could hear the uncontrollable shyness and joy in her "so hard."

"It's so hard I can't take it anymore, I want you, Ning-jie, I want you!"

Zeng Beifang said breathlessly.

"Mmm..."

Every man knows what those moans from a woman aroused in bed mean.

"Wait,"

Ning Hui suddenly raised her voice, "Wear...wear a condom!"

"No, Ning-jie, I'll ejaculate outside later, okay?"

"No, you have to wear one, no way."

Ning Hui said firmly.

Then the bed stopped for a moment, I guessed the guy went to find a condom to put on—this made me feel ashamed, because in both of my encounters with Xiaoyan and Zeng Meimei last night, I ejaculated inside them directly. Who broke the three rules here?

"Ouch—"

Suddenly I heard Ning Hui let out a long cry—this cry made my heart clench!

"Hmm, does it hurt, Sister Ning? Just now...wasn't your pussy wet?"

Zeng Beifang quickly asked, it turned out that the guy had already inserted his penis into his wife's pussy—damn, I really wanted to know what position he was using, front, back, side, sitting, anyway, no matter what position, I felt like I couldn't take the stimulation anymore, my wife's pussy was now definitely being gripped by her boyfriend's penis, right above my head!

The guy isn't just good at fucking my wife's pussy, he also knows how to be gentle with her.

"Hmm, no...it doesn't hurt..."

Ning Hui whimpered.

"Is it comfortable, Sister Ning?"

"Mmm..."

Ning Hui didn't answer, only moaned.

"Oh—"

Zeng Beifang let out a long howl, then the shaking of the bed suddenly intensified, shaking at a faster rhythm...

"Oh oh... ah..."

Ning Hui's moans suddenly quickened, but perhaps because her husband was hiding under the bed, I felt that my wife's moans weren't fully released.

Then came the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh.

The more intense the slapping, the faster Ning Hui's moans became, and I felt my wife's volume gradually increasing, occasionally accompanied by a soft cry!

As the bed began to shake violently, more dust rained down. This damn adulterer was fucking my wife on the bed, and I could only eat dust and masturbate under the bed—was it easy being a cuckold?

"Sister Ning, you're so beautiful, Sister Ning, are you comfortable?"

Zeng Beifang asked, his voice laced with seductive lewdness as he thrust in and out.

"Mmm... ahh..."

Ning Hui remained silent, only offering increasingly seductive moans.

Damn, she can't tell if she's comfortable from those moans? My bones are melting.

But Ning Hui's moans during sex today were definitely different from usual. Normally, I'd ask her if she was comfortable during sex, and she'd always respond with a moan. But today, she didn't utter a single word, only those same seductive moans.

It seems the husband hiding under the bed did have some effect; a woman's innate shyness still manifests at crucial moments.

Ah, wife, with her pussy being so thoroughly enjoyed, what is there to hold back?

The slapping sounds continued in my ears, stimulating my already throbbing, ready-to-ejaculate penis.

After a while, Ning Hui stopped talking, but when she did, she suddenly said something that startled me: "Wow, you're amazing, this bed is creaking like it's about to collapse. We..."

"What's going on?"

My heart pounded.

Ning Hui later told me that she was afraid the bed would collapse and crush me—see, what an understanding wife I am, even when someone else is having sex with her, her heart is still concerned for her husband's safety.

Zeng Beifang quickly understood that Ning Hui didn't want to do it in bed, and then I saw Zeng Beifang lift Ning Hui off the bed. Although they were both naked, I could only see their legs down; I saw that all four of their feet were already on the ground.

There was no sofa in the room, and as I was wondering how they were going to continue their lovemaking, I saw Ning Hui's feet move towards the edge of the bed, her toes pointing towards the floor. Zeng Beifang's feet landed behind her, his toes also pointing towards me. Then I felt Zeng Beifang's entire body press against Ning Hui from behind, and Ning Hui's body was naturally pressed against the bed.

Then I felt Ning Hui's whole body suddenly shudder, and I clearly saw Ning Hui's toes spasm, digging tightly into the ground. This was followed by a long, soft sigh from Ning Hui: "Ah—"

Undoubtedly, Zeng Beifang had penetrated my wife from behind in this position!

Damn it, this scene of penetration, almost right under my nose, made my blood boil, although I still couldn't see anything below her calves!

All I could see was the silver anklet I bought for Ning Hui, trembling slightly with her body.

I also saw my wife's convulsing toes digging into the ground, unable to recover for a long time. It was clear how intense the pleasure Zeng Beifang's penetration from behind had brought her.

Ning Hui's big toes, painted with rose-colored nail polish, shimmered against the damp darkness under the bed.

"Ahhh...ohhh..."

Ning Hui's moans grew louder. And there were some sounds in her moans that I'd never heard before, perhaps from excitement—because her husband was lying at her feet, and her vagina was filled with another man's hot cock—who can tell me what kind of stimulation this would bring to a woman?

I was completely overwhelmed by the scene before me. Several times I impulsively wanted to peek out. I knew that if I peeked out, I could see how that cock, which had swollen my wife's vagina, was thrusting in and out of her vagina, how my wife's vagina was enjoying itself under another man's cock. This impulse tormented me so much that I almost wanted to flip the bed. The only way to suppress this impulse was to keep rapidly masturbating.

"Slap slap slap!" Zeng Beifang thrust rapidly from behind Ning Hui. This rear-entry position undoubtedly made the physical impact of their bodies more intense, and the sounds of their collisions louder.

Suddenly, I saw Ning Hui adjust her position, perhaps to better accommodate Zeng Beifang's thrusts from behind, her toes moving slightly towards the floor. This way—I suddenly had a thought: if I reached out and grabbed Ning Hui's toes, I definitely wouldn't be able to see them from Zeng Beifang's angle!

This thought was so incredibly stimulating, so stimulating that it was uncontrollable.

Seeing that Ning Hui's toes didn't move back, I finally reached out and grabbed Ning Hui's right big toe, which was closer to me.

"Ah—"

Almost simultaneously, Ning Hui's moans were suddenly interrupted by a loud scream. Zeng Beifang, of course, didn't know where the scream came from, assuming it was still Ning Hui's cries of pleasure from his thrusts.

The instant my hand touched Ning Hui, I felt her toes instinctively twitch, but because I was fully prepared and used enough force, her toes didn't escape my fingers. Ning Hui

tried to break free several more times but failed, and then seemed to accept it, placing her toes between my fingers. Meanwhile, Zeng Beifang

's thrusting from behind continued without stopping, and became faster and faster. That guy's strength was amazing; the sounds of his thrusting were crisp and clear, like firecrackers. I felt Ning Hui's toes, gripped in my hand, twitching incessantly. I then began to vigorously stroke Ning Hui's toes in my hand. I often sucked on Ning Hui's toes, and I knew that my wife's toes were actually very sensitive.

"Ahhh...so good...so good..."

Suddenly, this time Zeng Beifang didn't ask his wife, but Ning Hui herself finally cried out in pleasure.

Zeng Beifang, who had never experienced such stimulation before, intensified his thrusts, the slapping sounds almost tearing the roof off.

"Ahhh...faster...faster...faster...fuck me...I'm coming...faster!"

Ning Hui's moans finally reached their full potential, sounding almost like wails, yet sending shivers down my spine.

"Slap slap slap slap," it was clear that Zeng Beifang was using almost all his strength to send my wife to her climax. The forward thrust almost moved the bed.

"Ahhh...so good...husband! Husband! Husband! I'm coming...husband!"

Ning Hui cried out almost frantically.

Damn it, wife, which husband are you calling?

"Coming! Coming! I'm coming—"

With the lingering echo of "coming" in the room, Ning Hui finally reached her climax in such a unique way!

It was clear that during her climax, Ning Hui's legs were pressed tightly against the edge of the bed, her toes spasming in my hand, digging painfully into my palm. This was almost the most intense climax I could remember Ning Hui ever had.

Ning Hui's cries still lingered in the room when I realized my hand, which had been inside my pants tending to my husband's masturbation, was covered in sticky semen. I'd completely forgotten when I'd ejaculated; it turns out masturbation can be so intense.

A moment later, probably after Zeng Beifang had also ejaculated inside my wife, Ning Hui remained in the same position as before, lying on the bed, her breaths still soft from the intense activity. Zeng Beifang lay on top of her from behind, seemingly very gentle. "Was it good? Was it good, Sister Ning?"

"Mmm, very good, just... too tiring,"

Ning Hui replied, her breath still ragged. Then I released my grip, and Ning Hui's toes slipped out, playfully tapping my palm before they did.

After resting for half a minute, Ning Hui spoke first, her voice sweet and coquettish: "Okay, it's finally soft now, right? Time to get ready and go."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Ning,"

Zeng Beifang replied.

Then, I saw from under the bed that the two of them were tidying up outside. Ning Hui picked up her pajamas from the floor and headed towards the bathroom, saying as she went, "Beifang, come on, take a shower with me, hurry up, your sister and the others must be getting impatient."

Zeng Beifang picked up his clothes and followed her into the bathroom.

Damn, should I run away now? While I hesitated, I heard Ning Hui's voice from the bathroom: "Beifang, close the bathroom door."

"Sister Ning, there's no one here."

"Just close it, I don't like showering with the door open!"

Ning Hui said again in a commanding tone.

Then the bathroom door slammed shut, and the sound of running water immediately filled the air.

Now I understood, my wife was hinting that I should get out of there!

I quickly crawled out from under the bed, and as soon as I stretched, I realized that hiding under the bed had made my back ache. I subconsciously looked around the room, about to leave, but my gaze was suddenly fixed on the bed.

A wet patch in the center of the bed sheet caught my eye.

I quickly leaned down to take a closer look, and the wet patch was right where Ning Hui's buttocks had been.

Holy crap, what happened? My wife's flood just now was quite intense!

I shuddered, my hand instinctively reaching for the sheet. It was sticky, with a fine hair clinging to it—judging by its softness, it must be my wife's pubic hair.

I paused, then took a deep breath, leaned down, and took a deep sniff of the wet patch. I plucked the hair away and carefully left the room, reluctantly leaving the puddle behind.

When I returned to my room, Zeng Meimei opened the door and let me in, then stared at me intently, her gaze as if I weren't even on this earth. She made an "Oh my god" gesture.

"Am I that good-looking?"

I felt a little uneasy under Zeng Meimei's gaze.

"Were you hiding under the bed?"

Zeng Meimei looked like she was desperately trying to hold back a laugh.

"Hmm, how did you know?"

"I just heard your wife and Beifang making love so passionately next door. You're all covered in dirt now, where else could you hide but under the bed!"

Suddenly, Zeng Meimei burst into a loud, giggling laugh. Then I saw this girl clutching her stomach, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up, and she was still teasing me between laughs, "Oh dear, my stomach hurts from laughing so much! Ning, you're so cute. I love you to death!"

After Zeng Meimei had finished laughing, she came over and nudged me: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go wash up first, we're leaving soon."

When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I finally understood why Zeng Meimei was laughing so hard. I was covered in dirt, especially my face, which was as black as camouflage a special forces soldier would wear on a field mission...

Zeng Meimei and I quickly got ready and sat in the hotel lobby waiting for Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang. With nothing to do, I picked up my phone and texted Ning Hui: "Wife, that was so good!"

I thought Ning Hui might not be able to reply, but she replied quickly: "Hmph, some people enjoy it even more. Now you've achieved your goal and are finally satisfied! Was the feeling under the bed super comfortable?"

Haha, it seems the environment for texting is safe. I quickly texted back: "Yes, yes, yes, so comfortable! I want to go under you again next time. Wife, it was so exciting! The moaning when he was fucking you almost made my soul fall out."

"Hmph, I was afraid of exciting you, so I didn't fully open my voice." Wow

, that's intense!

"Tell me honestly, who did you call 'husband' when you were about to climax?"

"What do you think? You, you idiot!"

So satisfying! With someone else's penis inside her and calling her 'husband,' who else would I love if not a wife like that?

A little while later, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang came down from their room and checked out. I was about to drive the car to the hotel entrance when Zeng Meimei came over and patted my shoulder, saying, "Never mind, you're yawning all the time, and your arms and legs are all wobbly. I'll drive."

Then, Zeng Meimei drove, and we sped off towards our next destination. ( Chapter 48,
December 4th : Four People Traveling ) Not long after we drove off, I glanced in the rearview mirror. Because the SUV was spacious enough, my wife had already curled up sideways in Zeng Beifang's arms and fallen asleep. Zeng Beifang was supporting Ning Hui's waist, helping her into a very comfortable position, and he himself was also dozing off against the seat back. These two bodies, entangled from last night until this morning, had finally settled down. It seemed my wife and her boyfriend were really tired. Youth is invincible, but it's not a perpetual motion machine, huh? Actually, I was the one who couldn't take it anymore. I'd ejaculated so intensely last night and this morning, and as a cuckold, the intense stimulation of watching my wife being fucked right under my nose, coupled with the back pain from crawling under the bed, was really too much for someone like me who'd long since stopped outdoor exercise and spent all day glued to the computer writing. But as soon as I leaned back in the car seat and closed my eyes, my mind was filled with the image of my wife on the edge of the bed, being violently penetrated from behind by Zeng Beifang until she reached orgasm. The four legs pressed tightly together right before my eyes were so clearly visible, and the cries of my wife during her orgasm were so vivid, they wouldn't leave my mind. Then, Ning Hui started snoring softly from behind. The snoring sounded so languid and sweet, with a kind of listless satisfaction—the kind of satisfaction a woman's body can only have after being thoroughly aroused by a man—and to me, the snoring meant my wife was wet and enjoying being fucked. I had originally intended to chat with Zeng Meimei, who was driving, to prevent everyone in the car from dozing off and affecting her driving. However, Zeng Meimei kindly said something to me that warmed my heart: "Don't push yourself too hard, take a nap. It's only just begun; your old bones can't withstand this kind of exertion. I'll wake you when I get tired." So, under Zeng Meimei's gentle persuasion, I finally dozed off. My last thought before dozing off was that this girl was actually very gentle and understanding. If you could accept being cuckolded many times, Zeng Meimei would definitely be a good wife material. If you happen to be a cuckold and find a woman like Zeng Meimei as your wife, congratulations, you've hit the jackpot. Sleeping in the car when you're extremely tired is a kind of enjoyment. The backward pull created by the inertia of rapid movement makes your body feel heavy, which makes you sleep very soundly. So, I quickly drifted into a sweet and deep sleep. This dream in the car deepened my feeling of being on a journey. Hehehe, I suddenly let out a strange laugh in my sleep. It turns out we weren't actually on a journey, but rather a journey of lust. I don't know how much time passed, but I suddenly felt the car screech to a stop. When I woke up, I realized the car had somehow exited the highway and arrived at what looked like a small town. Zeng Meimei had just parked the car on the side of the road, where there was a row of small restaurants. "Everyone, it's past one o'clock! Everyone's awake, time to eat!" The usually quiet Zeng Meimei started shouting in the car. Wow, that was a really good sleep!

I just realized my wife seemed to have slept the whole way. When we got out of the car, I saw Ning Hui's face was flushed. Today, she was wearing a light green, pointed-neck t-shirt, the opening just reaching where her cleavage began to appear. The t-shirt was slightly loose, and the slit at the opening made her cleavage appear and disappear, damn, it was incredibly alluring.

Ning Hui's taste in clothes is impeccable; she can always make a seemingly ordinary, inexpensive garment look exceptionally elegant.

We sat down at a small restaurant and ordered some appetizers. Being on the road, hehe, always makes you hungry quickly. I wolfed down two large bowls of rice, and Zeng Meimei also had a great appetite—it's rare to see a woman with such a good appetite.

They say a strong appetite means a strong sex drive.

Is that true, my dear Zeng Meimei?

As usual, Zeng Beifang took good care of Ning Hui. The way they were all lovey-dovey during dinner made me a little envious and jealous—undoubtedly, after yesterday, my wife seemed to have entered that "dating" phase. She was less shy around her boyfriend, even though she was right in front of me. Well, she'd been with him right under his nose, so what did a little hand-holding or cheek-touching mean?

During dinner, Zeng Meimei and I sat in one row, and they sat in another. Ning Hui was sitting directly opposite me. Her movements while eating caused her to lean slightly forward, and since I'm taller than her, my gaze was naturally downward. I could see that Ning Hui's breasts, outlined by her pointed neckline, clearly showed a noticeable cleavage.

One side of her bra strap was also inadvertently peeking out. The bra was light rose-colored, perfectly complementing Ning Hui's fair skin; she looked undeniably sexy.

This was a common occurrence in daily life – a woman's wardrobe malfunction. Zeng Beifang, who had been clinging tightly to my wife during the meal, noticed the situation and quickly reached out to tug at Ning Hui's clothes, covering her exposed bra strap and pulling up her neckline, instantly obscuring her cleavage.

Ning Hui let out a soft moan and instinctively adjusted her posture, straightening her body.

I saw all of this, and then I saw Zeng Beifang suddenly look up. I didn't have time to look away and our eyes met.

Then I noticed Zeng Beifang glaring at me fiercely.

His gaze was like that of a lion, ready to devour me! This guy must think I had been lecherously spying on his girlfriend. As a male lion, it's unacceptable for his lioness to be coveted. Zeng Beifang glared at me fiercely, his eyes filled with defensiveness, filled with the instinctive protectiveness of a male animal.

I could also see a hint of smugness in his eyes—it meant he was telling me that the angelic beauty beside him was his, and that with my current appearance, I had no chance of even getting my hands on a woman like that.

Okay, at that point, I could only pretend to be nonchalant and look away. I knew I was being looked down upon by my wife's boyfriend like a pervert spying on his woman.

Sigh, is being a cuckold easy? You have to experience all the ups and downs of life.

After dinner, we continued our journey.

This time, Zeng Beifang offered to drive, and I thought he couldn't drive. Unexpectedly, Zeng Meimei told me that although her brother had only recently gotten his license, he had a long history with cars, dating back to high school.

So why didn't he drive yesterday? I thought about it and there was only one answer: yesterday, this guy was too impatient, sitting in the back and busy flirting with my wife and acting like a pervert. Damn it,

he had his fill of messing with my wife yesterday, and now he only thinks about driving.

So Zeng Meimei and I switched seats in the back. After driving for a while, Zeng Meimei spoke up again: "This car is exhausting, you've all had enough sleep, right? Now it's time for a stop, I just let you sleep."

I turned around and smiled, "Okay, then you should get some rest. You must have driven over 200 kilometers this morning."

Zeng Meimei stared at me intently, her eyes wide like bells, but her gaze was alluring: "Just like that?"

"What's wrong?"

I was a little confused.

"Hmph, look how I slept just now!"

Zeng Meimei pouted, "Come here!"

Damn, is she trying to provoke me or my wife?

Seeing me standing there stunned, Zeng Meimei, without a second thought, leaned closer, wrapped her arms around my waist, and then pressed her lips to mine, sucking on my mouth as she said in a sweet voice, "Darling, hold me while we sleep."

This situation was so sudden. I wasn't sure how Ning Hui would react to her husband and best friend being so intimate right under my nose. I was still subconsciously glancing ahead to observe what was happening when Zeng Meimei's fragrant tongue had already slipped into my mouth and was swirling around.

I responded somewhat flusteredly. Zeng Meimei's tongue was so thick and slippery; I clearly remembered the intoxicating feeling of my penis being enveloped by it. But I had never kissed Zeng Meimei so passionately before. Last night, I only remembered fucking her, and forgot to give her a proper kiss or anything like that.

Zeng Meimei was kissing me, seemingly deliberately. Afraid Ning Hui wouldn't be able to handle the stimulation, I quickly said, "Okay, okay, I'll hold you while I sleep, I'll hold you while I sleep."

Zeng Meimei didn't stop there, continuing to kiss me passionately, her full breasts pressed firmly against my chest, deliberately making loud sucking sounds.

This time, Ning Hui seemed genuinely unhappy. Suddenly, she said something abruptly—she nudged Zeng Beifang, who was driving, with her elbow, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Focus on driving!"

Apparently, the steamy scene between her sister and her father in the back seat had made this guy's eyes darting back and peeking.

Then I saw Ning Hui turn her head away, probably biting her lip, and look out the window at the scenery.

Damn, I can't mess with this Zeng Beifang, and I certainly can't mess with my wife!

Because we set off late, it was already late at night when we arrived at our lodging for the night. We quickly found a hotel, settled in, and settled in. This time, however, I wasn't so lucky; the rooms weren't next to each other.

Zeng Meimei was still completely naked, nestled in my arms, and I was forced to do the same, not even allowing me to wear underwear. Sleeping naked with such a seductive woman in my arms all night, and with such a lustful heart inside, how could I possibly have peace of mind? How could

I possibly sleep soundly? Zeng Meimei's soft, voluptuous body felt so comfortable against my wet breasts. Soon, I became aroused and leaned down to suck on her large, purple nipples.

Those nipples were firm and full, their fleshy texture filling my mouth and arousing my lust.

"Mmm,"

Zeng Meimei began to make alluring sounds, her large, bell-like eyes turning into a seductive moan, "So good, you really know how to lick. Mmm, you lick your wife like this, right?"

"Oh, oh,"

I mumbled in response, my mouth becoming even more blatant in its licking and sucking.

“Tell me…”

Zeng Meimei suddenly cupped my face between her breasts, “Does it feel better to lick your wife’s or to lick me?”

Damn it, Zeng Meimei, are you doing this on purpose? This question really stumped me. How am I supposed to answer this? This made me think about some serious issues while sucking on a woman’s purple grapes.

What I mean is, there are often situations like this in life: a man has an exceptionally outstanding wife, excellent in every way—beautiful, talented, a socialite in the living room, and a wanton woman in the bedroom—yet this man still goes out to have affairs or even pays for sex. You tell me, which of those prostitutes can compare to his beautiful wife? Which one is more pleasurable to have sex with?

So Zeng Meimei's question can't be simply compared. Your licking is certainly pleasurable, and your wife's is pleasurable too, but the pleasure is different. The roles are different. Having sex with you is having sex with someone else's wife; where can I get that kind of stimulation from my own wife?

Thinking about this, I forgot to answer Zeng Meimei's tricky question. Seeing my troubled expression, Zeng Meimei suddenly giggled, "Hahaha, you've been put on hold, have

n't you?" "Hmm, that's a really tricky question,"

I said, feigning thought, before giving what I considered a very satisfactory answer: "The roles are different, you can't simply compare them. The feelings my wife gives me are things you can't give me, but the feelings you give me are things my wife can't give me either. For example, if you and I were sleeping with someone else's wife, that kind of thrill my wife could never give me."

"Darling, I love your witty answer."

Zeng Meimei seemed quite satisfied with my answer, giving me a big kiss on the cheek as praise.

Just as I was feeling a little smug, Zeng Meimei suddenly said something that almost made me faint: "You can get that kind of thrill from your wife, but if you sleep with Ning Hui during this trip, wouldn't that be sleeping with someone else's girlfriend?"

Holy crap! What kind of logic is this? When falsehood is taken for truth, even truth becomes falsehood. My wife is truly someone else's now. I suddenly felt a wave of acid rise in my stomach. Zeng Meimei

is truly unfathomable when it comes to matters.

"Oh,"

I instinctively groaned, my body clearly stimulated—secretly sleeping with my wife is equivalent to sleeping with someone else's girlfriend?

This is ridiculous!

Who the hell is stealing whose affection?

But I admit this thought suddenly made me feel incredibly excited. Having to steal from my own wife to get together—what a melodramatic plot! I suddenly realized Zeng Meimei's

sexual skills are truly remarkable. Not only did I marry Ning Hui, an angel sent from heaven, but now I've also gained such a high-value, promiscuous woman as my best friend. Hehehe, God's "give-and-take" approach is truly generous to me.

Speaking of which, this stimulation made me feel a swelling in my lower body, and I immediately rolled over and lay on top of Zeng Meimei.

"Hehehe, you're getting too excited about wanting to steal your wife—no, steal someone else's girlfriend, huh?"

Zeng Meimei teased me, her delicate hand reaching towards my lower body.

"Ah,"

I groaned, my expression showing discomfort as Zeng Meimei's hand grasped my erect penis.

"What's wrong?"

Zeng Meimei asked anxiously.

"Oh...nothing...nothing."

It turned out that the stimulation from Zeng Meimei's touch had made my penis stiffen, and I immediately felt a tingling sensation in my lower back. Damn, that was clearly a sign of overexertion from masturbating last night and this morning!

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Mmm,"

I stammered, my face flushed red. I couldn't very well say that I was impotent while I was thrusting into her, could I?

"Don't push yourself if you're not feeling well."

Zeng Meimei finally noticed and kindly helped me off her body. "Was it too much?"

She said "too much" very lightly, afraid of upsetting me.

"Hmm,"

I said, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. Since she'd already figured it out, I might as well tell the truth. "This morning, I was under the bed, and... I came again."

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei laughed heartlessly. "If you'd said you weren't feeling well earlier, I wouldn't have teased you. Hehe, I know you men are good at this. My husband texted me today saying he came over the phone last night when we were doing it. And you saw Ning Hui and Bei Fang this morning, hehehe, couldn't handle the stimulation, could you?"

"Saw my ass, just four legs. But the stimulation was really unbearable."

"Sigh, you cuckolds, you just love this kind of thing, you like to humiliate yourselves. The more your wives are having fun with other men, the more it tortures your hearts, the more you enjoy it!"

"Damn, how do you know everything!"

I slapped Zeng Meimei's pale buttocks. "Then let's sleep. Let's rest for today."

"Hehehe, can you sleep?"

Zeng Meimei blinked at me, then teased me for a moment, "Still feeling uneasy about something?"

"Damn, you're like a mind reader."

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei, as shrewd as ever, grabbed my phone from the bedside table, "Send your wife a text to say hello."

"Okay,"

I saw it wasn't late, so I quickly texted Ning Hui, "Wife, what's the situation?"

A moment later, Ning Hui replied, "Yeah, everyone's asleep, what about you, honey?"

Oh, I thought only I couldn't keep going, that guy's done too! Back in my day, what was a night of multiple times a night compared to that?

"Hahaha, that guy overdid it,' he's done now, isn't he?"

I texted back with a provocative tone.

"No, honey, we just finished making love, he took me twice more."

What's going on? What kind of body is this? Laozi was speechless for a moment, then Zeng Meimei, who had been staring at her text messages, burst into carefree laughter, laughing so loudly she almost shook the dust off the ceiling.

The next day, we set off relatively late again, as our next destination was closer. From there, we entered a very famous scenic area, with grasslands, mountains, and lakes stretching as far as the eye could see, ethnic customs, and herds of cattle and sheep—a breathtaking natural landscape was about to unfold before our eyes.

We arrived at our destination in the afternoon. Because of the influx of tourists from all over the country, the area was noticeably more crowded. We wandered around most of the town before finding a hotel. Still, we weren't in adjacent rooms, which disappointed Laozi a bit.

This was our third night, and we were already a little over halfway through our trip.

We checked into the hotel, rested briefly, and waited to go out for dinner.

So, back in the room, Zeng Meimei snuggled into my arms, talking, "I heard there are a few really good bars around here, and supposedly even one-night stand bars. Lots of tourists come here specifically for that." "

Wow, really?"

Opening a one-night stand bar here is insane! Everyone's just passing through; they can just say goodbye at dawn and walk away, so quick and easy.

"Yeah, I was just saying I'd ask Ning Hui to come along and look for some one-night stands. I heard there are lots of handsome foreign guys there."

Zeng Meimei said with a sly look, her eyes full of anticipation for her prey. "Guess what Ning Hui said?"

"What did she say?"

"She said she didn't have the guts, saying how could she have a one-night stand with her boyfriend around?"

"That's what she said?"

"That's what she said."

"Are you sure she only said her boyfriend and not her husband?"

"Hehehe, are you getting impatient?"

Zeng Meimei looked at me seriously and said, "Remember, you're Comrade Lu Gong now."

Okay, fine, I'm Lu Gong, I admit it.

"Then go find a handsome guy and we'll have a threesome."

I started being mischievous.

"Go, I said I'll only have a threesome with my husband."

After saying that, Zeng Meimei got up and went to find some clothes to take a shower.

Suddenly, she turned around and said, "How about we go to a bar tonight? We've got nothing else to do, the four of us can go together."

Zeng Meimei's suggestion was unanimously agreed upon. As night approached, we finished our dinner and asked the locals for recommendations. We went to what was supposedly the best and most popular bar in the area.

Although the bar's decor was simple, it still had a very stylish and culturally rich feel. Murals, stickers, handicrafts, and other decorations were tastefully placed throughout the walls.

We arrived at just the right time; the bar was already packed with tourists from all over the country and even the world. The bustling lobby was filled with various dialects from different regions, and even occasional bursts of English. As usual,

the bar had a show and interactive program every evening, a veritable hodgepodge of folk songs and dances that suddenly jumped to a Michael Jackson impersonation show – though the atmosphere was quite lively. We ordered some beer and snacks. I'd witnessed Zeng Meimei's drinking capacity before; she was making a ruckus and even encouraged Ning Hui to drink quite a bit. Zeng Beifang, on the other hand, was rather hesitant, but I dragged him into a few drinks with me.

Soon, the show on stage was reaching its climax. Next up was an interactive game. The host, on stage, loudly announced the rules: "Now we're moving on to the climax of tonight's program! Don't go away, I guarantee you'll be pumped! We'll be inviting six couples up on stage. Think carefully before you come up! What you'll do is for the man to stand on one leg and then hug and kiss the woman. The couple that lasts the longest will be the winners and will receive a bottle of Chivas Regal worth 888 yuan!"

"Wow!"

The bar erupted in cheers as soon as the host finished speaking.

Then, seeing Zeng Meimei start acting crazy and shouting at Zeng Beifang sitting next to her in a high-pitched voice, "Beifang, what are you standing there for? Go!"

Zeng Beifang was taken aback at first, then turned to look at Ning Hui, who quickly waved her hand, "No, no."

"Honey, go! One Chivas Regal!"

Zeng Meimei smiled greedily at Ning Hui, then said to Zeng Beifang in a commanding tone, "You take her! Don't come back to see your older sister until you get the Chivas Regal!"

This time, Zeng Beifang didn't hesitate. He grabbed Ning Hui's hand and, without saying a word, dragged her onto the stage like an eagle snatching a chick.

Then, several more couples came up on stage, receiving enthusiastic applause and whistles from the audience.

"Now there are five couples, just one more to go. Who would like to come up and give everyone a kiss?"

Five contestants were standing on the stage, and the host was still urging the audience to invite the last couple to participate.

Just then, Zeng Meimei turned to me and said, "Hehe, we're missing a pair, let's go up and make it a double insurance."

"No, no, this isn't my job."

I quickly shook my head like a rattle.

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei immediately leaned closer and begged me, her face full of charm, and then gave me a good kiss on the cheek, "Come on, darling."

That "darling" made my bones melt. Okay, I'll risk my life to accompany you this once.

Zeng Meimei pulled me up onto the stage and deliberately stood next to Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang. When we stopped, Zeng Meimei winked at Ning Hui. Of all the contestants, this girl was the most cheerful.

Seeing Zeng Meimei and me come up, Ning Hui seemed a little awkward. Especially when she saw my gaze, she quickly looked away.

The competition officially started, and Zeng Beifang and I stood facing each other, so when he picked up Ning Hui, Ning Hui was facing me. The moment our eyes met, the host announced the start of the competition. Ning Hui was clearly stunned, her mouth didn't move, but in an instant, without warning, Bei Fang opened his mouth and kissed her tightly!

Zeng Meimei practically jumped onto me. Zeng Meimei was fuller than Ning Hui, and naturally much larger. The impact of her attack almost made me lose my balance. I just lifted one leg and secretly groaned, estimating that I wouldn't last a minute at this rate.

And Zeng Meimei, as if she wasn't satisfied, actually stuck her tongue into my mouth and started swirling it around wildly.

Holy crap, are you in an adult film, Zeng Daxia? The host next to me started laughing, "Look at contestant number 6, pay attention to their lip movements, French kiss!"

Then the whole audience erupted in cheers.

"Alright, now contestant number 1 is starting his French kiss too!"

the host shouted hoarsely.

Number 1, damn it, is it my wife and her boyfriend?!

Ning Hui's gaze kept glancing at me. I had initially seen Ning Hui's mouth barely moving, very well-behaved, just lightly touching Zeng Beifang's lips. But now, after Zeng Meimei's actions, I saw Ning Hui's lips were now sucking on Zeng Beifang's lips with great gusto.

Then Zeng Meimei's body clung to me, rubbing against me incessantly, her tongue continuing to swirl and stimulate me in my mouth. My eyes never left the first contestant in front of me. I could clearly see Ning Hui sucking on Zeng Beifang's lips, her lips constantly moving... Suddenly, I saw the tips of their tongues! The tips of their tongues were clearly intertwined in their mouths...

"Oh—"

My heart suddenly trembled, my body stiffened, and then I realized—don't spray me, I actually got hard in front of everyone!

Damn it, this little Ning's untimely hardening made me even more unsteady. I swayed and staggered backward, my supporting leg giving way, and the raised leg fell to the ground with a thud.

"Giggle, giggle," Zeng Meimei got off me, still laughing heartlessly as she comforted me, "It's all about participation, it's all about participation."

"Contestant number 6 is the first to be eliminated!"

the host immediately announced. A murmur of "Oh!" erupted from the audience, and someone suddenly shouted, "Number 6 is terrible!" followed by a jeer.

Damn, it really was less than a minute! No wonder they were jeering.

But I didn't care about the jeering; I was afraid my erection would be discovered, which would be incredibly embarrassing. I quickly pulled Zeng Meimei to stand in front of me to cover my lower body.

The game continued amidst the clamor of the audience…

contestants gradually dropped to the ground and were eliminated, until only a pair of foreigners and Ning Hui and her group remained. The

eliminated contestants stayed on stage, and Zeng Meimei went crazy, shouting "Chivas Regal!" at the top of her lungs.

Now I finally had some free time to enjoy my wife and her boyfriend's French kissing show. But at the very last moment, I didn't see a French kiss at all. I just saw Ning Hui's lips pressed tightly against Zeng Beifang's, moving incessantly as she murmured something. I listened carefully, and she was saying, "Hold on! Hold on!"

Thud! The tall, burly foreigner next to us finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his raised leg fell to the ground...

Damn, this guy, what stamina! Zeng Beifang didn't even need to pant twice when he put Ning Hui down—it seems that the body that could make my wife's cunt swell up really wasn't a joke. Not just anyone can do that.

The real husband came in last, and her boyfriend came in first! Thinking about this result, I glared at Zeng Meimei with annoyance. It's all that girl's doing!

In the end, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang were left on stage to give their acceptance speeches. The host first asked Zeng Beifang, "What's your relationship?"

Zeng Beifang answered without hesitation, "She's my girlfriend."

Then, the host, seemingly teasing Ning Hui, asked, "Is this handsome guy yours?"

Ning Hui was stunned, only able to stammer without making a sound.

"We didn't hear you! Please speak louder, beautiful lady!"

The host wasn't about to miss such a good opportunity to tease the beautiful woman and stir up the atmosphere.

"Boy...boyfriend."

Ning Hui's timid voice finally came through the microphone the host had set up in front of her.

I thought that was the end of it, but the host was a professional at stirring things up. Then, turning to Zeng Beifang, he said, "Handsome guy, you are today's winner. With such a great opportunity today, witnessed by so many friends from all over the world, I hope you can become a winner in the next round!"

Then the host paused, deliberately creating suspense, before loudly proclaiming, "Would you like to take this opportunity to propose to your beautiful girlfriend today?"

A roar of cheers erupted from the audience!

Then I heard Zeng Meimei next to me scream and join in the thunderous applause and cheers...

Chapter 49: Four People Together 5

The Joke Went Too Far.

The entire audience was cheering enthusiastically, but it was one thing for them to just join in the commotion as uninformed bystanders, but the problem was that Zeng Meimei was laughing like a madwoman. This woman was really good at stirring things up.

Then I saw her lean over and lie on me, biting my earlobe and saying, "This is so exciting! Tell me, how is your wife going to answer?"

"Damn,"

I muttered, giving Zeng Meimei a slightly annoyed look, "Are you afraid things won't go too far or what?"

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei met my gaze with her seductive charm, as sweet as her voice, making my bones tingle, "If you can only steal your own wife as someone else's wife right now, isn't that more exciting than stealing someone else's girlfriend?"

After saying that, Zeng Meimei bit my earlobe with her teeth.

This bite made me shudder slightly—this shudder was less from Zeng Meimei's lips teasing my ear, and more from Zeng Meimei's question hitting the cuckold's Achilles' heel again. My body immediately stiffened—then I felt an uncontrollable excitement begin to run rampant within me. Damn it, I was even genuinely hoping my wife would accept this guy's "proposal"—in this era where wives are not as good as concubines, and concubines are not as good as stolen wives, to treat one's own wife as someone else's wife and steal her, what level of depravity would this stealing reach!

On stage, Zeng Beifang looked at Ning Hui with deep affection, somewhat at a loss for words. He probably hadn't expected the host to pull this stunt. Ning Hui, meanwhile, swayed awkwardly, her face turning red amidst the cheers from the audience.

I noticed Ning Hui's gaze kept darting nervously towards where Zeng Meimei and I were sitting…

“What are you still hesitating about, handsome?”

The host, seeing Zeng Beifang's hesitation, encouraged him, “You haven't prepared a ring, have you? No problem, you can get one later. The roses are provided free of charge by the bar.”

The host then called a waiter over and shoved a bouquet of roses into Zeng Beifang's hands.

Zeng Beifang stared at Ning Hui for a moment, seemingly gathering his courage, then suddenly lowered his body, adopting a standard one-knee kneeling proposal pose before Ning Hui!

“Marry me.”

Zeng Beifang finally uttered these words after a long pause—I couldn't imagine what it would feel like for this guy to ask a married woman to marry him. Should the heart of the legitimate husband, me, be stronger, or the heart of the adulterer?—Then Zeng Beifang presented the roses to Ning Hui's chest with both hands.

Ning Hui opened her mouth and made a "wow" shape, then covered her mouth with one hand, staring blankly at the bright red roses that held special significance in front of her, as if she couldn't believe that Zeng Beifang would actually do something so absurd.

"Marry him!"

Someone in the audience started to jeer, and then, as if a note had been picked up, the whole audience joined in rhythmically chanting, "Marry him! Marry him!"

With the audience chanting like this, Ning Hui seemed to be losing her composure. She hadn't been this flustered when she kissed Zeng Beifang in public earlier.

"The beauty is so excited she can't even speak!"

The host, as if to add fuel to the fire, added fuel to the fire—damn it, my wife was clearly a little flustered, but this bastard called her excited.

Ning Hui was now standing on the stage, caught in a dilemma, with Zeng Beifang looking like he wouldn't get up until she agreed.

Meanwhile, the audience was getting even more excited, with Zeng Meimei also shouting at the top of her lungs, "Marry him! Marry him!" She was the most enthusiastic person in the entire audience.

While shouting, she kept glancing at me furtively, as if deliberately trying to provoke me.

It was clear this situation had Ning Hui completely at a loss. Going forward would offend her husband, while backing down would hurt her boyfriend's pride—what to do? I think Ning Hui was ready to skin Zeng Meimei alive at this point.

Things couldn't stay deadlocked. Seeing Ning Hui's cute lips clench, usually a signal that she was making up her mind, she reached out and took the roses from Zeng Beifang's hand. Then, without waiting for Zeng Beifang to get up and say a word, she dashed off towards the audience.

"Clearly, our beauty is shy!"

the host continued his incessant clapping. "Although she didn't verbally agree, accepting the roses from our handsome guy says it all! Let's give them a round of applause!"

The audience clapped loudly. Seeing Ning Hui run off, Zeng Beifang, ignoring the host's attempt to interview him, got up to chase after her.

I'd only taken two steps when Zeng Meimei stopped me, yelling from below the stage, "Chivas Regal! We haven't gotten our Chivas Regal yet!"

"Haha, look how anxious our handsome guy is,"

Zeng Meimei's shout seemed to remind the host that they'd forgotten to give out the prizes, and they quickly called out to Zeng Beifang, "Yeah, wait a minute, handsome guys, you haven't gotten your prizes yet!"

Zeng Beifang was called back to get his Chivas Regal, and Ning Hui returned to our seats amidst the attention and applause of the entire audience. As soon as she sat down, she placed the roses aside, avoiding eye contact with me, and with her cheeks still flushed, she snapped at Zeng Meimei, "You rascal, this is so embarrassing!"

Zeng Meimei grinned at Ning Hui, then shamelessly leaned close to her face and whispered something I couldn't hear a word of. Then Ning Hui glared at me with her almond-shaped eyes, bit her lip, and gave me a heavy snort! Just as

I was about to ask what was going on, Zeng Beifang returned with the bottle of Chivas Regal supposedly worth 888 yuan. Without a word, he plopped down next to Ning Hui, and then...

then, ignoring my innocent, aggrieved look after being snorted at, he grabbed Ning Hui's face and tried to kiss my wife.

Ning Hui's gaze remained fixed on me. When Zeng Beifang's lips drew near, her eyes suddenly softened, revealing a seductive allure—a seductive charm, a thousand kinds of allure, clearly staged for my benefit. Then…and then, even though Zeng Beifang only wanted to kiss my wife's cheek, I saw Ning Hui proactively tilt her head, her lips slightly parted. Any man would understand what that signal meant. Zeng Beifang couldn't resist this stimulation, and in an instant, their lips met in a passionate kiss. Ning Hui even reached out and wrapped her arms around Zeng Beifang's waist, looking utterly charming and delicate.

Now I truly understood what it meant to be completely captivated—I watched helplessly as my wife's lips were locked in a passionate kiss with Zeng Beifang right before my eyes. I could see every tiny bite and movement of his lips clearly. This close-up from within those two meters was far more satisfying than what I'd seen in the rearview mirror before!

My wife was passionately kissing her boyfriend right in front of me—after the proposal earlier, this guy seems to have been promoted to her husband—and this shameless stay-at-home dad was still incredibly excited. But I was also filled with doubts. My wife was so shy just now, but now she's glaring at me and clearly deliberately reciprocating Zeng Beifang's kiss. I immediately guessed what Zeng Meimei had done to Ning Hui earlier.

I grabbed Zeng Meimei, and she obediently pressed herself against me. "What's wrong? Can't stand seeing them kissing?"

she said, pouting and closing her eyes, looking utterly ecstatic and waiting for my favor.

"Can't stand it my ass,"

I pulled Zeng Meimei aside and whispered in her ear, making sure Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang couldn't hear, "What did you say to Ning Hui just now?"

"Hehe,"

this girl could still laugh, and then Zeng Meimei's next answer made me want to cry—Zeng Meimei bit my ear and said, "I told Ning Hui that when Zeng Beifang proposed to you just now, your husband said it would be more exciting if you said yes!"

Damn it!

Ning Hui hadn't said a word and quickly left the scene with the flowers to avoid upsetting her husband, but now, thanks to Zeng Meimei's interference, Ning Hui felt like she was betraying her husband if she didn't accept the proposal.

I immediately understood why Ning Hui glared at me, snorted, and even actively responded to Zeng Beifang's kiss—she was deliberately trying to annoy me, meaning, "So you're only happy if your perverted husband says yes? Well then, I'll show you how happy I am."

"I'll fuck you, Zeng Meimei!"

I muttered, not expecting this girl to have such sharp ears that she heard me. Then she whispered something in my ear that almost made my dick stand up: "Hehe, it's not like you haven't fucked her before."

My wife and her young husband's passionate kiss was still going strong, and with Zeng Meimei's bold remark, my dick was really about to stand up straight. If we weren't in public, I would have stripped Zeng Meimei naked and taken her right there and then.

After saying that, Zeng Meimei, still understanding, gave me a heavy kiss on the lips as a consolation. Then she turned to Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang, who were still kissing, and exclaimed, "Alright, alright, didn't you kiss enough on stage?"

Zeng Beifang then released Ning Hui somewhat embarrassedly, picked up his spoils from the table, and said to Zeng Meimei with a clearly boastful tone, "Sis, look!"

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei laughed, swaying her hips, "My brother is awesome! I even called Lu Gong up to give us double insurance, but it seems unnecessary now."

Damn, how can you insult me like that?

Then Zeng Meimei gave her brother a wink, "Come on, I'll reward you with a kiss!"

After saying that, she moved her pink face towards Zeng Beifang.

"This,"

Zeng Beifang didn't expect Zeng Meimei to do this. After all, she was his cousin, and he was a little hesitant to do it. He stood there stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Zeng Meimei deliberately rolled her eyes at Zeng Beifang. "Where did that enthusiasm you had when you were kissing your sister Ning go? All that kissing and smacking of your tongue, and now you're acting like you can't even kiss my cheek?"

"Get lost!"

Ning Hui playfully punched Zeng Meimei.

"Hmm,"

Zeng Beifang glanced timidly at Ning Hui, as if asking for permission.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Ning Hui couldn't help but chuckle. "Just kiss me if you want, do you really need my permission?"

Zeng Beifang chuckled and then gave Zeng Meimei a full kiss on the cheek.

While receiving the kiss, Zeng Meimei remarked, "Oh, proposing makes all the difference, huh? You need permission to kiss your sister's cheek now, so pathetic."

"Get lost, you brat Meimei!"

Ning Hui punched Zeng Meimei in the back again. "Would you die if you didn't kiss me like that?!"

The three of them were engrossed in their flirting, acting as if I didn't exist.

Laozi hatched a plan. He picked up the bottle of Chivas Regal, supposedly worth 888 yuan, and examined it for a while. Then, he smacked his lips seriously and deliberately spoke in a pretentious tone, "I say, this wine is supposedly worth 888 yuan, but that's way too much of a rip-off.

It's probably only worth three or four hundred yuan at most." This remark actually worked. The three of them immediately stopped laughing and turned their eyes to me, especially Zeng Beifang, whose face looked a little embarrassed. After all, this was his victory.

"It seems Mr. Lu is quite knowledgeable about wine,"

Zeng Beifang said coldly.

"So-so. I have an occasional hobby, and I like to sample a couple of things in my spare time,"

Laozi said, deliberately making his words sound refined.

“Even if it’s only worth three or four hundred, it’s still a reward for the first place winner, right? Oh, right,”

Zeng Beifang paused, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense, “I should remind the host that there’s another first place winner who forgot to be rewarded, that bottle is definitely worth 888!”

Damn, there’s another first place winner, which just means I got last place—actually, technically speaking, Zeng Beifang’s counterattack was very sharp, almost making me regret it.

Ning Hui quickly nudged Zeng Beifang’s arm to signal him to stop talking, probably not expecting this kid to be so sharp-tongued. Damn, it seems that the Zeng family tradition is that their mouths are never easy to swallow.

“Hey, hey, how can you talk like that,”

Zeng Meimei quickly smoothed things over, “You little brat, you’re rude.”

“Hahaha,”

actually I wasn’t angry at all, I just like dealing with intelligent people, “Look at Meimei, you’re old and faded, I told you I didn’t want to go but you insisted on dragging me along, how can my body compare to that of a young person.”

I admit that what I said had a hidden meaning. After I finished speaking, I glanced at Ning Hui and saw that a blush had risen on her face again—hahaha, it seems my wife understood what I meant—what I really wanted to say was that in bed, how could I compare to a young man?

"Alright, alright, 888 or 300 or 400, it doesn't matter,"

Zeng Meimei quickly called the waiter over to open the bottles and poured the drinks into several glasses. "Anyway, it's free, so why not drink it? Let's drink until we're completely drunk today!"

"Wait,"

I gestured to stop everyone from taking their glasses, then looked at Zeng Beifang before slowly speaking, "Just now, you kissed my girlfriend. Can I kiss your girlfriend too?"

I deliberately posed this difficult question to tease the kid. As I spoke, I stared intently at Zeng Beifang, and I saw his face turn pale instantly.

Then I felt Ning Hui and Zeng Meimei's gazes sweep over me at the same time. Zeng Meimei's eyes were filled with excitement, while Ning Hui seemed to still be biting her lip and glaring at me.

"Mr. Lu, isn't this a bit too much?"

Zeng Beifang was taken aback by my sudden attack and took a while to recover before speaking.

"Hey, what's wrong with that? It's just reciprocity."

"I kissed her because she's my sister!"

Zeng Beifang said righteously.

"She's my girlfriend too."

I said with a nonchalant expression.

"So, you're determined to kiss her?"

I saw Zeng Beifang clench his fists—what's going on? Want to fight?

"Determined to kiss her."

I pretended to be

calm and collected. "Mr...Mr. Lu," Ning Hui said anxiously from the side. Calling me Mr. Lu, doesn't it feel awkward, wife? But I don't know why I suddenly feel a little excited when my wife calls me that—stealing someone else's wife as if she were someone else's, is it really that exciting?

"Mr. Lu,"

Ning Hui continued, "please stop messing around, okay?"

"Hahaha, who told Miss Ning to be so beautiful?"

My tone was clearly teasing. Teasing my own wife, this is the first time in my life.

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly heard a loud "whoosh," and Zeng Beifang stood up abruptly. His 1.8-meter frame looked like an iron tower standing in front of me. Then I heard him yell, clearly embarrassed, "Mr. Lu, please show some respect!"

I saw him wave his fist in front of my face, then point his finger at my nose. "If it weren't for my sister's sake, I wouldn't be so polite!"

This display really startled Ning Hui. She quickly reached out to pull Zeng Beifang down, trying to get him to sit down. At the same time, I felt a foot coming down on me from under the booth table—hahaha, it was my wife's foot!

While stepping on me, Ning Hui winked at me, "Okay, okay, Mr. Lu, stop it, okay? Beifang, sit down. Mr. Lu was just joking, don't take it seriously."

"I wasn't joking,"

I immediately replied with a grin, deliberately ignoring my wife's constant winks. Just as I was smugly watching Zeng Beifang's expression of wanting to vent his anger but unable to,

I suddenly cried out , "Ouch!"

It turned out Ning Hui had stomped on my foot hard under the table!

Zeng Beifang was a little confused by my cry, but Zeng Meimei, being the shrewd one she was, probably knew what had happened. She quickly stood up and slapped Zeng Beifang twice on the shoulder: "Hey, are you trying to kill me? It's just a kiss, it's not like I'll lose an ear! Sit down, or I'll really get angry."

Then she turned to me with that same heartless smile: "Alright, alright, if I don't want a kiss, I don't want one." She then leaned in close to my lips, "Darling, kiss me!" "

Ning Hui finally pulled Zeng Beifang back to his seat, but her eyes were still glaring at me reproachfully.

To be honest, I really didn't manage to kiss her, which made Ning, the stay-at-home husband, quite restless. What's wrong? Can't even kiss his own wife's cheek? If he's going to steal his wife, he'll be like Messi of Argentina!

I picked up my glass and downed the foreign liquor like it was mineral water in one gulp. You don't know my temper? You know I share the same surname as my wife, Ning, and my temper is just as stubborn!

Just then, the bar's entertainment ended, and soothing music filled the lobby. A space in the middle of the lobby was set up as a dance floor, and a few tourists got up and went to dance.

Seeing this, I decided to try another plan. This time, I completely ignored Zeng Beifang and extended my hand directly to Ning Hui: 'Miss Ning, since I'm not fortunate enough to have the honor of kissing your beauty, I can at least do you the honor of dancing with me.'"

Before Zeng Beifang could react, Zeng Meimei reacted swiftly, quickly reaching out to pull him along. "Alright, alright, let your girlfriend dance with him, so he won't have a moment's peace all night. Come on, you come dance with me too." Without giving Zeng Beifang a chance to retaliate, she dragged him to the dance floor .

Once

the two siblings were out of sight, Ning Hui reached out her hand for me to hold, grumbling, "Are you ever going to stop? I was so worried he'd hit you!"

"Heh, hit me? The person who hit me isn't even born yet!"

I finally grabbed my wife's hand, feeling a little smug.

"Hmph, you're just bragging. Your nose still hurts!" Ning

Hui blinked at me.

Damn, wife, why are you bringing up the sore spot? And you know what, that guy surnamed Lu was pretty ruthless; my nose is actually a little sore.

Zeng Meimei, being very considerate, always led Zeng Beifang to dance a certain distance from Ning Hui and me. Plus, with so many people at the dance floor, we could barely see each other's movements. This got me really into it!

As soon as we entered the dance floor, I greedily pulled Ning Hui close, tightly embracing her increasingly full waist, deliberately pressing her body against me like a sheet of paper. Then, feigning elegance, I took a deep breath over her wavy hair. It had been so long since I'd felt my wife's scent. Actually, it had only been two days since we'd been intimate, but this embrace felt like ages!

"Wife, I've missed you so much!" "

I went through the motions of the simplest dance moves—it's all slow waltzes, so I could sway however I wanted—my hands around Ning Hui's waist were practically digging into her flesh through her thin clothes. My eyes were practically spitting fire at her.

'Ouch, be gentle...be gentle,'

Ning Hui cried out softly, probably genuinely hurt, then playfully scolded me, 'Hmph, you don't want to! With the beautiful Zeng by your side every day, why would you think about your wife?'

'Tch! You're the one who's with your little boyfriend, no,' I whispered in Ning Hui's ear, 'now he's your little husband,' partying every night. '

Get lost! You called me little husband, you know!'

Ning Hui playfully punched me.

'Now your big husband wants you so much! Listening to that guy fucking you so good, I can't take it!'

'Hmph, isn't this your type? The trip's only halfway through, and you can't take it anymore?'"

Ning Hui deliberately pouted, then looked at me with an air of unquestionable flirting, her delicate eyebrows arched as she looked at me. "It seems my husband's name is Ning Zhufu, not Lu Gong." "

Wife, stop teasing me! Believe me or not, I'm already hard!"

As I spoke, I reached out and grabbed Ning Hui's hand to touch my genitals.

This sudden action immediately startled Ning Hui, who turned pale and tried to pull her hand away from mine. "Stop it, there are so many people here!"

"No, honey, just touch me through my pants!"

I pleaded, my face flushed.

So Ning Hui's hand tangled with mine for a while, and it seemed she couldn't resist my persistence, so she finally gave in and followed my hand to my already swollen lower body. As I took a deep breath, preparing to enjoy the caress of my wife's delicate hand while my penis stood erect in my pocket, what I got wasn't the comfort I had imagined. Instead, Ning Hui jerked her hand away as if she had been electrocuted, along with her body that had been leaning against me. Then, Ning Hui turned her face to the side and gestured with her lips. I looked over and saw Zeng Beifang and Zeng Meimei dancing towards us...

Then I saw Zeng Beifang's wary look as he looked this way—damn, how can he let his girlfriend touch my penis?

That night, we drank to our hearts' content at the bar, especially me. I didn't get to kiss my wife, and I didn't get to touch her penis either. I had nowhere to vent my frustration all night, so I just drank and went on a drunken rampage. We didn't leave until midnight and went back to the hotel. I was completely drunk.

The next morning, Zeng Meimei got up early. Half-asleep, I heard her say, "Honey, you keep sleeping. Zeng Beifang and I are going out this morning. There's a relative of ours in a town a few dozen miles away. My father specifically asked Beifang and me to visit him and bring him some things. We probably won't be back until noon."

I was still half-drunk when Zeng Meimei said this, just chuckling in agreement. As soon as she left, I turned over and fell back into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky, and I realized Zeng Meimei was gone—and when I checked the time, damn it, it was almost eleven! Then I remembered what she'd said

that morning! I was completely sober now!

I quickly called Ning Hui, "Where's my wife?"

"In the room."

Ning Hui's voice sounded languid. Could it be that my wife had been kept up by that guy all night again?

"You're alone?"

"Yeah, didn't Meimei go to visit relatives in the North?"

Damn, this alcohol is really getting in the way! My wife—no, his wife—is alone right now, isn't she?

Now's the perfect time to sneak off!

I immediately jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes, and scurried towards Ning Hui's room.

"Wife, open the door!"

I pounded on the door.

There was no response for a while. Just as I was about to yell at the door again, my phone buzzed with a text message. It was from my wife, and when I opened it, holy crap, it was a forwarded message from that guy: "Sister Ning, if that guy surnamed Lu comes to bother you later, don't open the door for him. I could tell he's up to no good the moment I saw him. The way he looked at you with those lecherous eyes, I knew he was no good. I don't understand how my sister could be interested in him!" Holy

crap, they're really going to take this on?

Last night, I hadn't even had a chance to vent my lust for my wife, and now this urge has hit me again. This whole time-traveling thing is too much! When did I ever have to look at other people's wives with such a lecherous gaze?

This time, Ning the cook wouldn't stand for it. He quickly called his wife, and after some coaxing and pleading, Ning Hui finally opened the door.

Then I saw Ning Hui deliberately contorting herself into a coquettish S-shape by the door, her voice deliberately sweet and affected, "Mr. Lu Gong, what brings you here?"

Oh my god, my wife was still wearing that camisole nightgown that guy gave her—it was so hot it made my nose bleed! The straps were still dangling, revealing her ample bosom and cleavage, her disheveled hair highlighting her languid and alluring face—she was so beautiful it made my heart melt!

I was completely taken aback by this situation. I grabbed Ning Hui and hugged her tightly. My wife, barely clothed, gave me a wonderfully sweet and sensual embrace. Especially her smooth, white thighs—I could easily touch them with one hand, and my bones went weak. I have to admit, even at the Ning Mansion, I could touch my wife every day, but nothing felt as exciting as this!

"Lu Gong, you idiot! Okay, wife, stop it! I can't take it anymore! I want you! Now!"

I threw Ning Hui onto the bed and pounced on her, kissing her face repeatedly. I don't think I've ever been this eager in front of my wife before.

The problem was, after kissing for so long, I couldn't get my hands on her lips. Ning Hui kept pushing me away: "No… what are you doing?"

"I want you!"

I kissed Ning Hui's lips. "No!"

But Ning Hui tilted her head again. "I only give it to my husband, and…"

"And to whom?"

"And to my… my boyfriend!"

Ning Hui stammered, finally saying her boyfriend!

"You're so horny. Having a husband isn't enough for you, you need a boyfriend too. Big husband, little husband, you're so happy, aren't you?"

Seeing that I couldn't kiss my wife's lips, I prepared to pull down her nightgown and attack Ning Hui's breasts. "Last night, did he want you again?"

But Ning Hui's hands were tightly gripping the nightgown at her chest. "Hmph, my husband allowed it. My husband likes me with other men! Last night he wanted me again, and he was saying something while he was fucking me."

"What did he say?"

"He said that the guy surnamed Lu was trying to hit on Sister Ning, he's a toad trying to eat swan meat!"

After saying that, Ning Hui deliberately narrowed her eyes and looked at me with a flirtatious look, as if she was teasing me.

"Oh!"

Ning Hui said these horrible words, but her body was firmly resisting me, which made my blood boil. My penis instantly became like an iron rod and slammed against Ning Hui's lower abdomen.

"I can't stand it, wife, please give it to me. I want you!"

"No, my husband is Ning the Cook!"

"Then who am I?"

I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine—I started asking this philosophical question in a somewhat surreal way: whoami?

"You're Lu Gong!"

Damn it, when did my wife learn to be so unreasonable?!

Seeing that gentle persuasion wasn't working, I prepared to use force! "Hmph, if I don't take you today, I'm not Ning the Cook!"

"Hmph! You're not Ning the Cook, you're Lu Gong! Lu is the Lu of the army, Gong is the Gong of respect!"

Oh my god, I'm going to cry!

"Okay, wife, I surrender. I'm Lu Gong, can I take you as Lu Gong this once?"

"No, what if he... what if he sees this when he gets back?"

"He?"

"My... my boyfriend?"

What kind of twisted spirit is this?!

I'm pretty much a troublemaker, and now I'm convinced. Being a cuckold really isn't something just anyone can do. Now I realize that crawling under the bed is nothing compared to all the trouble I went through today!

Just as I was about to give up, Zeng Meimei called, saying they were almost back and had parked downstairs at the hotel.

So, I sheepishly scurried back to my room.

A moment later, Zeng Meimei entered the room and saw me looking at her innocently like a wounded lamb. She gently asked, "What's wrong? You look like you're spitting fire in your eyes!"

I hesitated for a long time, staring at Zeng Meimei without saying a word. I really wanted to tell her how wronged I was—my dick was still hard!

Suddenly, like a mad beast, I picked up Zeng Meimei and threw her onto the bed. I peeled her body naked like a bamboo shoot. Zeng Meimei instinctively reached for my lower body. Seeing that my lower body was still hard, she immediately understood the situation: "Is that right? Did you fail to steal your wife just now?"

I still didn't say anything, but spread Zeng Meimei's legs, spat on my hard, iron-like penis, and fiercely thrust it into Zeng Meimei's vagina.

"Oops,"

Zeng Meimei frowned and groaned. Perhaps my actions were too rough and hurt her. But a moment later, she giggled again, still carefree. "Hahaha, you're so cute, Ning Zhufu! You couldn't even steal your own wife? That's hilarious!"

"I'll teach you to laugh!"

My penis began to thrust and stab. "I'll teach you to insult me!"

"Darling, you've been wronged, hehehe... ahhh..."

Zeng Meimei could still giggle when I was fucking her, but soon the pleasure in her vagina was overwhelming. Her lower body twisted and turned passionately in sync with my thrusts, her laughter turning into seductive moans: "Mmm... darling... actually, a wife is not as good as a concubine... a concubine is not as good as a stolen one... isn't there another line after that?"

I knew it; the second line was "a stolen one is not as good as one that can't be stolen! "

We set off after lunch that day and arrived at our next destination very late that night. There were so many tourists here, we drove around the whole city and every hotel we could find was fully booked. Just as we were wondering if we should camp, we spotted another hotel by the roadside and decided to try our luck.

Luckily, they had one room left! (

Chapter 50, December 4th: Four People 6)

It just so happened that Zeng Beifang was driving, so I went to the hotel to check things out. When the clerk said there was only one room left, I thought I misheard. After confirming, I yelled "Hurrah!" and rushed out of the hotel, quickly telling the three people in the car parked by the roadside.

As I ran out of the hotel, I was so excited I stumbled and almost fell flat on my face—don't judge me, but what does one room left mean—how could I stay calm? You know what I mean.

"Hurry up and book that room! What are you doing out here?"

Zeng Meimei reacted quickly, speaking immediately after I finished reporting the situation. I saw her eyes light up as she spoke, a knowing smile playing on her lips, as if she could tell at a glance that I was about to lose control.

At this moment, Zeng Beifang turned around in the front seat, looking troubled and muttering, "Sis, this room... how are

we supposed to sleep?" "Sleep however you want!"

Zeng Meimei rolled her eyes at her brother, her tone leaving no room for argument. "If you dawdle any longer, you'll be sleeping on the streets tonight!"

Seeing Zeng Beifang still hesitating, Ning Hui finally spoke up: "Beifang, all the hotels we've looked at are full. I don't want to sleep on the streets." —A wife is really reliable at crucial moments. You little brat, don't you see what I've been through all this trouble—getting beaten up, crawling under the bed, and even failing to steal my wife? What was the point of all this?

Now the kid didn't dare utter a word.

Then we each took on our responsibilities: Zeng Beifang parked the car and watched the luggage, I checked in the rooms, and the two women leisurely sat in the hotel lobby waiting.

Just then, the receptionist started registering IDs, and I couldn't help but glance at the two women. I saw Zeng Meimei whispering something in Ning Hui's ear. After she finished, Ning Hui playfully punched Zeng Meimei's shoulder, muttering something like "you rascal," and then both women burst into laughter…

When we went to the room, I grabbed Zeng Meimei and deliberately dragged her behind. Then I whispered to her, "What were you whispering in Ning Hui's ear about?"

"A little secret between women, I won't tell you,"

Zeng Meimei pouted deliberately.

"Tell me!"

I pleaded, my face pleading.

"Then give me a kiss,"

Zeng Meimei suddenly said in a sweet voice. I gave Zeng Meimei

a quick kiss on the cheek. "What did you say?"

"Hehe,"

Zeng Meimei paused deliberately, looking at my flirtatious expression, before saying, "I asked her if she dared to sleep naked tonight." Damn, you little vixen! I immediately realized why Zeng Meimei was teasing Ning Hui like that—it was all because I wanted to see my wife and her boyfriend's little secret live. This girl always knows exactly what I'm thinking, it's so satisfying. I then gave Zeng Meimei another kiss on the cheek to show my gratitude: "So geliviable! You hero." " Hehe," Zeng Meimei blinked at me, "There's something even more amazing." "What?" "Do you want to hear what your wife said?" My breath hitched: "What...what did she say?" "She said if I dare, she dares." Damn! ... The room was a standard double room, quite spacious with two single beds side by side. Two people could easily squeeze into one bed. Actually, this hotel hadn't been open for long, and the brand-new rooms and facilities made it quite comfortable and clean. Zeng Beifang and Ning Hui went into the room first, naturally taking the beds facing inwards, with the toilet and shower near the door. After the four of them settled in and sat down, an ambiguous and awkward atmosphere immediately began to float in the air. Except for Zeng Meimei, who remained carefree and boisterous as if nothing was wrong, Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang both seemed a little uncomfortable, especially Zeng Beifang, who looked awkward sitting or standing, making me want to chuckle. On the other hand, let alone Zeng Beifang, this situation was so complicated that even I, the old man, felt a surge of heat and excitement the moment I sat down. Just think about it, the relationships between these four people, surnamed Ning and Zeng respectively, were so complex (I've already been driven crazy by my wife this morning, and I don't even know my own identity anymore). Plus, there was the mess of lust and infidelity, and what's more, that slut Zeng Meimei was even going to dare to strip naked in front of her own cousin—if this situation only excited you and not aroused you, I suggest you cut off your penis and become a transvestite. A moment later, Ning Hui stood up, fumbled for some clothes, and said to Zeng Meimei, "Meimei, do you want to shower first or should I? If you're not going to shower now, I'm going to take a shower." "Okay, you go first, honey," Zeng Meimei replied, turning on the TV and randomly flipping through the remote. Just as Ning Hui was about to walk towards the bathroom, Zeng Beifang grabbed her hand, pulled out a nightgown from somewhere, and handed it to her, saying somewhat awkwardly in a very soft voice, "Sister Ning, wear... wear this."

I recognized that nightgown; Ning Hui often wore it at home, it wasn't too revealing. But Ning Hui was still clutching the same camisole he'd brought back from abroad as a gift for her—the kind that was all about revealing cleavage and making my nose bleed.

Hahaha, this guy's got some nerve. Ning Hui's beautiful figure wearing that camisole is enough to make anyone want to commit a crime. Is he afraid of stimulating my criminal cells or afraid his girlfriend will be exposed?

"Hmm,"

Ning Hui hesitated, then took the nightgown Zeng Beifang handed her and replaced the camisole, before heading towards the bathroom.

At that moment, I was sitting on the edge of the bed in the passageway to the bathroom. Just as Ning Hui passed by, my wife was wearing a pair of high-waisted, brown capri pants, the hem only an inch above her knees. Her long, white legs were clearly visible before me, walking gracefully and alluringly. I swallowed hard, staring at those beautiful legs. I glanced at Zeng Beifang, who was crouching down with his back turned, rummaging through his bag. Quick as a flash, I pulled up Ning Hui's trouser leg and reached inside her left thigh, which was leaning against me.

Holy crap, that touch was that fragrant, smooth, silky feel of marble and Persian satin.

Startled by this sudden attack, Ning Hui instinctively recoiled, her hand instinctively moving to meet the intruding hand. Turning her head, she saw it was Ning's husband—no, it was now Lu Gong—who had his hand inside her pants, pinching her buttocks. She dared not utter a sound, only mouthing, "Pervert!"

He then tried to pull my ear.

A strange, indescribable thrill welled up inside me. Half of it came from the excitement of secretly touching my wife's thigh right under her boyfriend's nose, and the other half from the unusual pleasure of being called a pervert by my wife…

Hmph, I can't kiss her, I can't have sex with her, but I can at least sneak a touch on her legs!

Just as my hand was moving up my wife's buttocks, about to slip inside her thin, egg-like panties, and I had already touched some pubic hair, I noticed a strange signal in Zeng Beifang's eyes. The guy was about to stand up—I had to quickly yell "Get out of here!" and swiftly pulled my hand out of my wife's pants.

Then I saw Ning Hui bite her lip, twist her almond-shaped eyebrows, glare at me, and even tap me on the head before walking past me into the bathroom.

That touch, even if it was only for a few seconds, made me realize how incredibly pleasurable it was to touch my wife as someone else's girlfriend!

Then I felt a light, painless kick on my back. I turned around and saw Zeng Meimei kick me with her beautiful leg, then her toes crawled up and rubbed against my face. Her leg, also wearing shorts, revealed a section of white skin in an extremely lewd pose—damn, this girl completely disregarded her brother being there!

If this girl was deliberately showing off her leg in front of her brother—I really don't dare to imagine just how slutty she is.

Then Zeng Meimei gave me a series of flirtatious giggles, the meaning of which was very clear. This girl had seen me secretly and lewdly touching someone else's girlfriend from behind.

After Ning Hui finished showering and washing up, Zeng Meimei started clamoring to take a shower too. But then, as she wobbled towards the bathroom, she suddenly remembered something and yelled at me, "Hey, hey, what are you sitting there for? Come on, shower with me! Help me scrub my back!" Damn it,

Zeng Meimei! We haven't had a proper bath together these past few days, and now that we're all together, you're yelling about taking a bath right under my wife's nose!

Sigh, what can you do when you're in this world of desires? Don't blame me, wife, I'm helpless against this awful mother-in-law, Zeng Meimei.

I had no choice but to obey, and I followed Zeng Meimei into the bathroom. When I got up, I felt Ning Hui glaring at me again, biting her lip and twisting her eyebrows!

Aside from Ning Hui, I've never taken a bath with any other woman, but I have to admit, in the steamy bathroom, with two naked bodies of the opposite sex so wet and sticky, plus a sexy girl like Zeng Meimei with excellent qualities, how could I call myself a lecherous man if I didn't expend some hormones and act a little rascal?

Water kept pouring down from the showerhead, and soon Zeng Meimei and I were both completely naked. Zeng Meimei pulled me close, her smooth, fragrant tongue prying open my mouth and darting in, then we kissed passionately.

Her tongue was swirling around in my mouth so happily that I couldn't close it for a moment; my mouth was full of water, and I couldn't tell if it was Zeng Meimei's saliva or the bathwater pouring down from above.

"Mmm, uh," Zeng Meimei started moaning and groaning, clearly very passionate about our kiss.

I wasn't humming or laughing; my dick was just starting to get hard—if it weren't for the grander plans I had to accomplish outside, I just wanted to flip Zeng Meimei over and thrust my dick into her cunt from behind her plump, white buttocks, giving her a good fucking.

Although I resisted the urge to take Zeng Meimei right there and then, she wouldn't stop herself, her smooth, full body clinging to me like an octopus, constantly twisting and contorting. Suddenly, as I casually shifted my position, Zeng Meimei's full, D-cup breasts were exposed in front of me, and the showerhead sprayed water precisely onto her large, bulbous nipples.

This spray caused Zeng Meimei to cry out "Ouch!" and then gasp as if electrocuted, cupping her breasts to keep the water flowing directly onto her hardening nipples for a continuous wash.

"Ahhhhh..."

Zeng Meimei's overly sweet moans instantly filled the bathroom.

Damn, I suddenly didn't know whether the pleasure I, as a living, breathing man, gave this woman was greater, or the pleasure from the showerhead hitting her nipples—don't criticize me, I always ponder these philosophical questions when I'm having sex with women. The showerhead

water, like dense raindrops, washed over Zeng Meimei's nipples, then splashed into tiny water droplets on those adorable light bulbs—the water was warm, and then, accompanied by the spray of water droplets, I saw two already swollen, bright red cherry-like nipples in the misty haze, a truly pleasing sight.

"What...what are you standing there for, darling...lick...lick me!"

Zeng Meimei murmured, her foxy eyes even more hazy in the misty haze.

"Oh,"

as the man who was intimately close to her, it would be incredibly immoral of me not to do something at this moment, so I quickly leaned down and started sucking on one of Zeng Meimei's nipples, which was already red and swollen from being washed.

Unexpectedly, this girl wasn't having any of it, and reached out to press my head down, as if to say, "Lick...lick down there, darling..."

Damn it, I've slept with Zeng Meimei several times over these past few days, and I haven't really licked her pussy properly yet. And she even gave me such a wonderful oral sex gift at her own wedding. Ning, you little rascal, how can you bear this?

With a touch of guilt, and even more so with longing for Zeng Meimei's plump, alluring vulva, I buried my face in her genitals—not forgetting to grab the showerhead hanging on the bath rack as I bent down…

I knelt down, grabbed one of Zeng Meimei's legs, and lifted it onto my shoulder, revealing her vulva, now flushed red from the water and my body heat, fully exposed before my face. Her labia and the fine, curly pubic hair, glistening with moisture, resembled a fragrant, erotic waterfall.

I gripped Zeng Meimei's buttocks with both hands, pushing her towards me so that her vulva could be as close to my mouth as possible. Once I was certain that her legs could comfortably clamp my face, and all this was prepared, I left the rest to my tongue and mouth…

Then I gave my tongue and mouth to Zeng Meimei's vulva...

The moment my tongue touched the soft lips of Zeng Meimei's vulva, her body trembled violently, and then a soft, piercing "Ah!" echoed through the air.

Damn, a dolphin-like voice... This girl's moaning in bed is so intense.

Then I felt Zeng Meimei's body sink, feeling her entire weight transferred through her vulva to my face pressed tightly against it.

Then, some what seemed like vaginal fluid flowed into my mouth. I say "likely" because the bathwater had been washing over me, making it hard to tell at first, but after a while, judging by the viscosity and unique taste of the liquid in my mouth, I confirmed that my mouth was now full of Zeng Meimei's vaginal fluid.

Not all women's vaginal fluid is delicious, but the vaginal fluid of a beautiful and seductive woman like Zeng Meimei is truly an exquisite taste.

"Mmm... Ahhh..."

Zeng Meimei's leg, which was idly resting on my shoulder, tightened its grip around my neck. Although she felt limp as mud, her leg was clamped with incredible force, enveloping my entire face, including my nose, under her vulva, almost suffocating me.

I could only lick it diligently. Besides finding a noble reason for the unexpected surprise at the wedding, this girl's plump vulva was indeed incredibly delicious—it tasted amazing! I was thinking, if you added a little red wine or cheese... Holy crap

! My whole body trembled, my penis throbbing!

Zeng Meimei's moans and groans grew louder. I saw the time was right—it was time for my ultimate weapon to be used!

You guessed it, I was still holding the showerhead! The warm bathwater was still spraying vigorously...

Judging from the moans drifting from the bathroom, Zeng Meimei was already experiencing unparalleled pleasure from my licking of her vulva. If I were to give her another dose of that damn strong medicine now, I wanted to see just how extreme this woman's pleasure could reach.

I genuinely wanted this woman, who had completely surrendered her vulva's pleasure to my mouth, to be happy. So, my lips and tongue never left her vulva, and I continued to employ various licking techniques. Then, I picked up the showerhead and aimed it at the already slightly protruding clitoris...

Drizzle, drizzle, I can't describe the erotic beauty of the fine jets of water spraying onto Zeng Meimei's clitoris—"Soo...soothing..."

As the showerhead continued to pound into Zeng Meimei's core of pleasure, I continued to lick her vulva. This indescribable, powerful pleasure almost rendered Zeng Meimei unable to utter the word "comfort" completely!

"Ahhhhh..."

Zeng Meimei could only let out primal moans, somewhat out of control...

To bring such pleasure to a woman, I felt incredibly honored, and considered it the most fulfilling thing for a male pervert.

Just as I was feeling a little smug, I suddenly heard Ning Hui shouting from outside, "Hey, hey, are you two ever going to stop? We need to take a bath in the north!"

Damn it, my wife's unhappy! But if I stopped what I was doing now, I reckon Zeng Meimei would want to kill me; it was obvious that Zeng Meimei's orgasm was imminent.

"Honey... quick... quick... almost there..."

I couldn't tell if she was calling me or responding to Ning Hui outside—suddenly, Zeng Meimei's abdomen spasmed, and she screamed as she reached out and grabbed my hand holding the showerhead, pressing the showerhead and my face tightly against her vulva...

This girl finally came...

When Zeng Meimei and I came out of the bathroom, we saw two faces: one was my wife's face, clouded with anger, and the other was Zeng Beifang's, his face filled with astonishment—this guy was probably genuinely frightened by his sister's earlier display of boldness.

Then Zeng Beifang went to take a shower, while Ning Hui sat on the bed, pouting and silent.

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly leaned closer and whispered in Ning Hui's ear, my lips moving but no sound coming out, "Wife!"

"Hmph!"

Ning Hui snorted heavily at me, turning her head away and ignoring me—no wonder, I was only interested in watching my wife make love to someone else. After all, it was the first time Ning Hui had witnessed her husband being intimate with another woman so closely. Women are sensitive, so it's understandable that she felt uncomfortable for a moment.

Zeng Meimei, being shrewd, naturally noticed Ning Hui's mood. Seeing that she was ignoring me, she patted my shoulder, indicating I should leave, and then quickly climbed onto Ning Hui's bed.

Zeng Meimei immediately pressed her forehead against Ning Hui's, engaging in a passionate head-butting, and then whispered a string of sweet nothings in Ning Hui's ear.

If you believe brothers are like limbs, then you must believe sisters are like brothers—a moment later I saw Ning Hui giggling with Zeng Meimei, though she kept uttering words like "annoying" and "you rascal" that sounded like insults but were actually just playful banter.

Good heavens, one minute she was using her best friend's husband like a sex toy, and the next she was making her best friend laugh. What kind of lecherous woman is Zeng Meimei? After

Zeng Beifang finished showering, we all went back to our seats. Zeng Meimei, still feeling satisfied from her earlier fun, curled up in my arms, while Ning Hui was nestled against Zeng Beifang, half-lying on the bed.

Everyone's eyes were on the TV, which Zeng Meimei had randomly set to some soap opera.

A while passed like this, and no one really talked much, except for the occasional discussion about the plot.

I was getting impatient—it was getting late, and if we kept going like this, everyone would be asleep! How am I supposed to watch my wife and her boyfriend's live stream now?

I can't exactly yell, "Listen up, everyone, get ready—one, two, three, let's all fuck!"

Zeng Meimei seemed unfazed, occasionally chuckling along with Ning Hui as the story unfolded.

Damn, is there any TV drama worth watching these days? So I patiently watched the two women's clamor for a while, and soon, with my superior intelligence and Zeng Meimei's explanation of the background, I understood how utterly ridiculous this idiotic soap opera plot was: A successful, charming man has a stunningly beautiful wife, but this man has a heart set on cheating, and ends up cheating on his wife with an older woman who is inferior to her in every way. The problem is, the older woman doesn't seem to care much about him, making the male lead look like he's suffering from a tragic love affair. Later, his wife finds out, and to get revenge, she also starts cheating, this time with an even more unreliable person, making the female lead also a tragic victim of a tragic love affair... Holy

crap, this is all a mess! "What a mess! I'm so angry just looking at this!" I snapped, all serious, "What kind of world is this? Does everyone really have to be happy when they can't have a wife, a concubine, or even better, a stolen one?"

Before I could finish, I cried out, "Ouch! Ouch!" Zeng Meimei had pinched my arm hard and was yelling in a high-pitched voice, "Steal my foot! I think you're having a good time, you're taking advantage and then acting innocent! Isn't the woman you're holding someone else's wife right now?!"

Right, I was thinking of yelling, "I'm holding someone else's wife, but my wife is being held by someone else!"—If I had actually yelled that, it would have been not only funny, but also really dark.

Zeng Meimei was pinching me while laughing like a maniac.

I saw Ning Hui also standing beside me, pursing her lips, not daring to laugh too loudly. The wife naturally understood that Ning, the stay-at-home husband, was deliberately acting cute and what Zeng Meimei meant by her words. Our poor handsome Zeng, however, was inexplicably resentful all by himself; of course, he knew he was holding someone else's wife.

Zeng Meimei finished laughing and stretched lazily, then turned to Ning Hui and abruptly asked, "Honey, what did you promise just now?"

"What did I promise?"

Ning Hui was bewildered by the question, looking suspicious.

"Hehehe,"

Zeng Meimei chuckled mysteriously, then slipped under the covers and rummaged around for a bit. A moment later, she stretched out a bare, pink arm, holding the nightgown and black lace panties she'd just been wearing, waving them around: "Honey, you said I'd sleep naked, and you'd sleep naked, right?"

Damn, this woman is amazing! The problem is, this is too bold! Her own cousin is lying right across from her, you little devil!

"What? You jerk, Meimei!"

Ning Hui hadn't expected Zeng Meimei to pull this stunt, and quickly pulled the covers over her head. "I didn't say that! I didn't say that!"

Seeing Ning Hui's attempt to renege, Zeng Meimei got up to pull back the covers, completely ignoring the fact that she was already completely naked.

Seeing that Ning Hui was halfway up, one of her snow-white breasts was prominently displayed. I bet from Zeng Beifang's angle, if two-thirds of that breast, along with the nipple, wasn't visible, I'd change my name.

"I misspoke, my surname isn't Lu!"

Zeng Meimei finally realized something was wrong and quickly grabbed the blanket to cover her exposed breasts. "Beifang, close your eyes! What are you looking at? You little brat, be careful not to get a sty while peeping at your sister!"

Damn it, Zeng Meimei, you're just making things worse. Are you scolding your brother or trying to seduce someone else?

This Zeng kid isn't exactly a saint either, staring intently at his sister's naked body. Damn, this immediately got me a little excited—of course, I have no way of knowing what Zeng Beifang felt seeing his sister's bare breasts. I've never seen any of my female relatives naked before, I don't have that kind of experience—but I have to admit, this back-and-forth between the two siblings is really damn exciting.

Zeng Beifang quickly lowered his head after being yelled at by his sister, and I could see that his face was clearly embarrassed.

Zeng Meimei didn't care about anything else and continued yelling at Ning Hui, "Hui, if you try to cheat, see how I deal with you!"

Unexpectedly, this actually worked. A moment later, Ning Hui was making some rustling noises under the covers, and her voice could be heard from within, "You damn Meimei, I'll see if you're crazy!"

Then, with a slap, Ning Hui stretched out a bare pink arm, and her pajamas and underwear were thrown out. My

wife's underwear was pink.

Now the situation was clear: my wife was completely naked under the covers, and that Zeng guy was sharing the same blanket with her!

Everything was ready, except for one crucial element.

But Zeng Meimei wasn't finished: "Hey, hey, I say, you men, we women are all clean now, how dare you still dress so conservatively?"

She then slapped my butt: "Come on, take off your underwear!"

This woman deliberately emphasized the word "underwear."

"Don't listen to her, Northern!"

At this moment, Ning Hui poked her head out from under the covers, revealing her two slender arms and snow-white shoulders.

Poor Zeng Beifang stood there, frozen, not daring to move!

"Hmph!"

Zeng Meimei retorted, "You little brat, now that you have your Ning sister, you don't even recognize your own sister anymore! Are you going to take your clothes off or not?"

"This—"

I saw sweat dripping down Zeng Beifang's forehead, his mouth agape for a long time, unsure of what to say.

Now I understand how much torment this poor kid suffered from these two women during his childhood.

"I won't take them off!"

Ning Hui chimed in from the side.

Now I'm going to cry—wife, if you don't let your little boyfriend take off his pants, how can he fuck you?

This is a room that can be broadcast live, do you think you can find another one like this tomorrow

? Zeng Meimei and Ning Hui finished their back-and-forth banter before finally lying back in Lu Gong and Zeng Beifang's arms.

In the end, Zeng Meimei forcibly pulled down my underwear, and whether Zeng Beifang took off his pants that night is still a mystery.

It was already past midnight.

Gradually, I noticed Ning Hui was getting sleepy, while Zeng Beifang remained completely still, just holding Ning Hui tightly. This situation made me incredibly anxious.

Zeng Meimei nestled in my arms, also looking drowsy, only occasionally making some noises under the covers, accompanied by what sounded like feigned, coquettish moans.

No one paid any attention to her on the bed next to us!

It seemed everyone was really tired of all the commotion.

I was about to cry. A moment later, I suddenly heard Ning Hui's soft snoring begin…

This night was ruined again!

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, the room was still pitch black. Instinctively, I looked to the side. Ning Hui was sleeping on her side, nestled against Zeng Beifang. One of her smooth thighs was exposed outside the covers, glistening with a crystalline sheen, its beautiful curve alluringly draped over Zeng Beifang's body.

That's my beloved wife, whom I cherish like a treasure, and right now she's sleeping so intimately with another man right before my eyes!

"Oh,"

I let out a wolfish groan, my penis, exhausted from last night's desires and torment, instantly hardening.

My hand involuntarily reached down... but

just as it reached her, it was stopped in mid-air by another hand, and then I heard an extremely gentle voice: "Darling, let me help you."

It was Zeng Meimei!

"You...how did you wake up?"

"Ha, you were so restless all night, how could anyone sleep?"

She gave me a flirtatious smile. "You, you couldn't resist seeing your wife lying clean and tidy in someone else's arms, could you?"

Before I could answer, Zeng Meimei lowered her head and slipped under the covers, burying her face deep beneath me. She opened her mouth and took my rock-hard penis into her mouth...

The next day, I got ready to get up at the agreed time. Although I later received some comfort from Zeng Meimei's oral sex, I was still incredibly disappointed that I didn't get to see my wife and her boyfriend's live broadcast.

After we all got up, Zeng Meimei remained in bed, looking sickly and pitiful. A while later, she said, "Oh dear, I don't feel well today. Let's stay here for another night and explore the area a bit more!"

The three of us believed this Zeng Meimei was genuinely ill. I even bought her some medicine, but when we went out, I didn't see a trace of illness on her; she was lively and energetic. Taking advantage of Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang's absence, I asked her what she was really up to.

Her answer completely lifted my spirits back to the top.

Zeng Meimei said, "It's all for you, isn't it? Your matter hasn't been resolved yet, so I pretended to be sick so the four of us could stay in that room one more night. I have a plan..."

After saying that, Zeng Meimei whispered the plan in my ear.

"Really? This... this will work?"

I looked at Zeng Meimei with suspicion.

"Just wait and see the show, darling."

Zeng Meimei said as if she had everything under control.

Chapter 51: Four People Together 7

Seeing Zeng Meimei's confident look, I was still a little nervous and quickly asked, "If we can't get it done today, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Last night, I flirted with her, slept naked with her, and even sacrificed my looks in front of your brother..."

"Hey, hey, watch your mouth! What do you mean by sacrificing your looks?"

Before I could finish, Zeng Meimei interrupted me and rolled her eyes at me.

"Oh, the problem is that last night your naked body... your brother really saw it."

I deliberately slowed down the word "naked body".

Zeng Meimei's lips curled slightly, her face exuding an unfathomable allure as she said, "Tch, so what if he saw it? Has he never seen a woman before?"

Damn, isn't she obviously playing word games with me? You're his sister, this "woman" isn't that kind of woman.

"Why didn't that kid make a move last night?"

I continued, getting back to the main topic.

"I think he was probably too tired from the journey. Besides, he wasn't sure if your wife was willing. Making love in front of others requires a strong heart."

Damn, do you think I don't need a strong heart when someone's having sex in front of me, especially your wife?

"Then how are you sure tonight's plan will work?"

I was still a little doubtful.

"These past few days, they've been making love every day, haven't they? You've experienced my brother's desire for your wife firsthand. Last night, he held Hui's naked body all night but didn't dare to touch her. Do you think he can hold back tonight with such a young body? As long as Ning Hui cooperates, plus our plan, hehe, you can expect your heart to be stimulated tonight."

Zeng Meimei analyzed logically.

"What about Ning Hui?"

"Don't worry, your wife loves you so much. What's a little sacrifice of her looks for my brother?"

Zeng Meimei raised her voice eight octaves higher, then deliberately looked at me, as if to tell me that this was the correct way to use her looks. Holy

crap, she's already been fucked, and you call that a little sacrifice?

During the day, I wasn't really interested in the scenery, even though it included a seemingly low-hanging sky, a green lake and equally green grassland, herds of cattle and sheep, rosy-cheeked ethnic minority women, and monks in temples who weren't called monks but lamas… Generally speaking, such beautiful scenery and ethnic customs would be irresistible to Ning, a man with a heart that embraces nature. But now, my mind was completely preoccupied with secretly watching my wife and her boyfriend.

What was that poem again? "You're looking at the scenery from the bridge, while someone is looking at you from within the scenery…

" Good sentences often have a rhyming style, so let me add one: "My wife is having an affair, and Ning is happily wearing a green hat…"

Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang were still very affectionate, holding hands, leaning on each other's shoulders, playfully kissing, and exchanging sweet words—they were practically living the love story, making my heart ache like it was being scratched by a cat.

I'd barely made it through the day, and while Zeng Beifang and Ning Hui were in the restroom for dinner, Zeng Meimei leaned over to me with a mysterious smile and whispered, "I just took the opportunity to tell my brother, in a complaining tone, that Lu Gong is really dishonest, always wanting more than he has, completely bewitched by Ning Hui. I told him I'm really angry with you."

Using Zeng Meimei's status to badmouth Lu Gong to Zeng Beifang was part of this plan.

"And what did he say?"

"He said, 'Yeah, I just can't stand that Lu guy.' He even said, 'Sister, what kind of taste do you have? How could you fall for him?'"

Zeng, what do you mean, how could you fall for me? Am I that bad? Back when I used my unparalleled old-school charm to marry your beautiful Ning sister, you weren't even fully grown yet! If it weren't for my kindness, you…you wouldn't even have gotten to sleep with my wife!

His wife had been given away to someone else and was still being insulted like this. Ning, the cook, was furious and felt incredibly wronged. But then he thought, "Sigh, a little forbearance will ruin everything." He decided not to argue with the kid; whether things went well tonight depended on him.

"So...so what did you say?"

He was so flustered from the earlier outburst that he was stammering.

"I said I was blind! I really wanted to teach that Lu guy a lesson!" What's

this "blind hero" nonsense? I...okay, I'll hold back.

"And what did he...say?"

"He said, 'Sister, what do you need my help with? I've wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time!'"

I continued to hold back.

"And what did you say?"

Zeng Meimei opened her mouth to answer when Ning Hui and the others returned...

After dinner, Zeng Meimei insisted on going back to the hotel, saying that it would be boring to stay there all night and asked everyone to think of something fun to do. So, I naturally suggested playing cards. Ning Hui didn't say anything, and Zeng Beifang didn't say anything either.

On the way back to the hotel, we passed a roadside supermarket. Zeng Meimei, feigning a sentimental tone, said, "Sigh, just playing cards is no fun. Lu Gong, go buy some alcohol, we can drink while we play! The loser always needs a punishment."

"Oh, what kind of alcohol? Beer?"

Since the plan only mentioned buying alcohol, not what kind, I asked.

"Tch, so unromantic. You're drinking beer with a girl? Buy red wine, two bottles, the most expensive! You go buy it yourself, we're going back to the hotel."

Buying the most expensive stuff in the store? I've never had this kind of shopping experience before. I subconsciously touched my purse...

Zeng Meimei, who had only taken a few steps, turned around again. She seemed a little apologetic for telling me to buy the most expensive stuff, so she gave me a sweet smile: "Honey, remember to buy some snacks, like preserved plums, potato chips, sunflower seeds, and spicy broad beans."

Seriously? You're romantic? Red wine with spicy broad beans? How did you even come up with that?

Oh well, it's a waste of money. If things go smoothly tonight, I won't hold a grudge. Thankfully, it's just a roadside shop; they don't sell Lafite or anything like that anymore. Even so, it still cost me over a thousand yuan, otherwise I'd be crying my eyes out tonight.

Back at the hotel, I busied myself setting up the poker area. I even bought paper cups—does drinking red wine from paper cups really add a touch of romance?

Zeng Meimei started yelling again, "Lu Gong, you're all sweaty from playing outside all day. Go take a shower! Everyone go shower before we play!"

So everyone went to shower. This time, Zeng Meimei didn't invite me to shower with her.

When Ning Hui went to shower, Zeng Meimei deliberately said, "Hui, I heard my brother gave you a really sexy nightgown, and it's some kind of world-famous brand, you know? Oh, right, Victoria's Secret! Wear it out and show it to me! Let me have a nosebleed too!"

"You damn Meimei!"

Ning Hui replied, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips. After a moment's hesitation, she pulled out the pajamas that were originally called Victoria Ssecret.

"Sis,"

Zeng Beifang called out to his sister, a little annoyed, then winked at me, implying that Ning Hui was treating me like a cheapskate and a pervert by dressing so provocatively.

"Hmm, Lu Gong, when Ning Hui comes out later, close your eyes. She doesn't like you staring at her girlfriend, okay? If you do, see how I'll deal with you."

After saying that, she grinned at Zeng Beifang and said, "Hey, you're such a petty man. You can only look, so what? Your Ning sister is still your Ning sister. It's so satisfying for your sister to see that Lu can't touch her and is so impatient with nowhere to vent his frustration. Didn't your sister just tell you that I wanted to teach him a lesson? This is how I want to teach this guy who's always wanting more than he has a chance to have. Let Comrade Lu Gong's nosebleed gushed out fiercely!"

This was the script that Zeng Meimei told me about the plan this morning, but I didn't expect her to deliver it so powerfully and without hesitation, leaving Zeng Beifang and Lu Gong, two grown men, speechless.

After everyone finished showering, two alluring beauties bloomed in the room. I had already seen Ning Furong's outfit before—a red top and black pants with lace trim. The almost half-exposed cleavage of her upper body accentuated her already full breasts, making them appear like small round buns. From the side, they formed an inverted triangle with the nipples as the apex. The hem of the top, which barely covered her underwear and buttocks, gave the illusion that Ning Hui's long, shapely legs were not wearing underwear, inevitably arousing desire and fantasies.

Lu Gong's eyes widened instantly, and he didn't even have time to swallow.

Zeng Furong was no less impressive. Zeng Meimei wore a milky white strapless nightgown with pink undertones, which perfectly complemented her dazzlingly white skin. Zeng Meimei wasn't wearing a bra, and her ample D-cup breasts were barely visible through the sheer fabric. If she leaned forward, her round nipples would be clearly visible.

The nightgown didn't go down to her knees, but the view underneath was equally X-ray-like, revealing a tuft of light black skin between her legs, even showing through her white, transparent panties.

You know how see-through that nightgown was, right? Now it was Zeng Beifang's turn to stare wide-eyed.

Zeng Beifang and I were also dressed casually. I wore loose shorts, a combination of underwear and outerwear, which I lewdly thought would make it easier to react quickly if we were to do something. I wore a similarly loose short-sleeved t-shirt.

Zeng Beifang, on the other hand, was deliberately showing off his physique, wearing the kind of sweatshirt I'd only ever seen on TV when people did aerobics. His lower abdomen was faintly visible. He was wearing tight shorts, clearly outlining a bulge between his legs.

I couldn't help but glance at him—this guy's got quite the figure, no wonder my wife's going crazy for him.

The poker game started, the two women clamoring to play "Upgrading" (a card game). Apparently, my wife and Zeng Meimei were unbeatable in the girls' dorms during university, eating countless free meals and snacks from the school cafeteria. Later, some guys challenged them, and they didn't lose a single time either, so the free meals moved to a small restaurant outside the school…

Tonight, naturally, I'll be playing against Zeng Meimei, while Ning Hui and Zeng Beifang will be on the other side.

Speaking of which, "Landlord," "Arching Pig," "Big Two," and "Upgrading" are all my forte, so I'm naturally very familiar with this one. This is tough on the Zeng guy, though. According to Zeng Meimei's intelligence, Zeng Beifang rarely plays poker, so his skills are nowhere near those of the three experts here.

After each round, as punishment, the losers each had to drink half a glass of red wine I bought—so, according to the plan, this wine was basically prepared for Zeng Beifang.

In the beginning, because of Zeng Beifang's influence, Ning Hui and he basically lost, and Ning Hui also drank quite a bit of wine. Soon, I saw my wife's face turn red, and she gradually became more talkative, occasionally scolding her boyfriend for being so stupid and always playing the wrong cards.

Zeng Meimei, of course, couldn't miss such an opportunity to make a scene. She didn't stop at all from beginning to end. My wife was sitting to her left, and her brother was sitting to her right. I could see her body swaying from side to side, causing her two breasts, which weren't wearing a bra, to swing dizzily in her pajamas. This girl's eyes kept darting around, sometimes stealing glances at Ning Hui's cards, and sometimes reaching out to punch Zeng Beifang's arm when he was racking his brains over how to play his cards, not forgetting to grumble, "Hurry up, I'm getting impatient!"

Every time Zeng Beifang played a card wrong, she would giggle heartlessly, then reach out and pinch his bare thigh—I observed that the girl's pinching on his thigh was gradual, clearly heading towards the bulge between his legs encased in tight shorts, each time moving forward a little, the most recent time, her hand even landing between his thighs…

Every time Zeng Meimei pinched him, Ning Hui would glare at her angrily, her expression clearly saying, "You slept with my husband, and now you're trying to take advantage of my boyfriend?"

Meanwhile, I wasn't idle either. With me as the base, Ning Hui was on the right, and Zeng Beifang was sitting on the left. Since everyone had to go to the table to draw and play cards, their arms and legs would inevitably brush against each other, and I would deliberately take advantage of these opportunities to rub against my wife's exposed skin, just like those perverts who rub against women's bodies on the bus.

These past few days away from home, the constant longing and unsuccessful attempts to steal a kiss from my wife have fueled my intense desire for her body. Every touch of Ning Hui's skin sends a wave of pleasure through me, which then travels to my crotch. My little Ning Hui is overjoyed even with the slightest touch!

And that overjoyed "sparrow" is the real sparrow, commonly known as the penis...

In the beginning, every time I rubbed against her like that, Ning Hui would exchange glances with me out of the corner of her eye, sometimes with anger, sometimes with annoyance, while Zeng Beifang on the other side would glare at me fiercely.

Gradually, after the guy had lost a lot of cards at the beginning and had a few drinks, the watchful eye on his girlfriend loosened. Ning Hui was also a little tipsy, which made me even more audacious. Once, while Zeng Da Xia was pinching his brother's thigh to distract the guy, I deliberately dropped a card on the ground and pretended to bend down to pick it up. Then, you know what happened next, my hand moved steadily and ruthlessly towards Ning Hui's bare thigh, almost touching the lace edge of her panties at the base of her thigh. I gave her a good groping on her smooth skin. At this moment, I saw Ning Hui bite her lip and let out a soft, almost inaudible moan. I thought my wife was about to lash out, but unexpectedly, with that moan, Ning Hui squeezed her legs together, and my hand slipped inside her panties. I clearly felt the warmth between her legs, and then I saw her already flushed face turn an even deeper red!

Holy crap… I almost burst into tears for a minute. After all that hardship, I finally managed to steal a little bit of my wife's girlfriend…

The little Ning husband cheered again, and I instantly jumped for joy—my penis was rock hard!

Because my pants were loose, no one noticed my erection.

Next, Zeng Beifang suffered!

Although he was really smart and had a high IQ, he quickly understood the tricks of the game, gradually leveling the score. Zeng Meimei and I drank quite a bit, but Zeng Meimei kept cheating by peeking at the cards, so the drinking was seriously unbalanced. Two bottles were almost empty, and this guy and Ning Hui had already drunk more than half, plus he gentlemanly drank a few glasses for Ning Hui. I estimate he drank more than a bottle by himself.

According to Zeng Meimei's plan, this bottle of red wine wouldn't be enough to get the boy drunk, but it would be enough to make him lose control!

Then, in the final stages of a game, it was Zeng Beifang's turn to play. Seeing him sweating and deep in thought, Zeng Meimei brazenly moved closer to her brother, wrapping her arms around his arm to see his cards. She practically leaned against him, her full breasts almost bursting out of her pajamas, pressed tightly against his bare arm. Goodness

, they were so clingy, you'd think they were a couple! Just as

Zeng Beifang was about to play his card, Zeng Meimei said in a coquettish tone, "Hmm, let me show you, wait, this one isn't right, how about this one?"

She then deliberately rubbed her chest against Zeng Beifang's arm.

"Hey, Meimei, you're trying to seduce me! Beifang can't listen to your sister!"

Ning Hui, knowing Zeng Meimei was up to something again, quickly spoke up.

Before Zeng Beifang could react, Zeng Meimei took over completely, playing Zeng Beifang's cards herself and then covering her own. She then let out a loud, booming laugh: "Hahaha, we won again! Let's drink!" With that, she

pinched Zeng Beifang's leg. This time, I saw it clearly; the pinch was almost right next to the bulge. The problem was, as she pinched, several of her fingers brushed across the surrounding area. The bulge was inevitably touched, and Zeng Beifang's expression froze. His body trembled slightly, and a throbbing was visible even through his shorts covering the bulge. The size of the bulge noticeably changed!

Holy crap, under the watchful eyes of three people, this kid actually got an erection!

What it feels like to get hard from your own sister, I have no idea. But Zeng Beifang, who was already red-faced, now had skin that looked like a liverish color, and the tent he was erect wouldn't go down…

Ning Hui glared at Zeng Meimei, muttering with a wry smile, “Damn Meimei!”

Zeng Meimei, however, acted as if nothing was wrong, her voice still chattering: “Hahaha, alright, alright, the wine's finished, haven't had enough? Let's not play cards anymore, let's play another game, okay!”

The first part of the plan seemed to have succeeded—the fact that the Zeng kid was hard was proof enough. Now for the second part of the plan, I naturally chimed in enthusiastically: “Great idea! Great idea! What bad idea do you have now, hero?”

“Bad idea my foot! How about we play Truth or Dare?”

“Truth or Dare, I love it!”

I clapped my hands vigorously in front of my chest, like Zhao Benshan!

Ning Hui's face was still flushed, and she remained silent, a half-smile playing on her lips—I wondered if Zeng Meimei had informed his wife beforehand that this would happen.

Zeng Beifang was still caught in the awkwardness of his erection, about to say something, when Zeng Meimei leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "Alright, alright, your sister wants to play, play with me, no one objected."

Zeng Beifang glanced at Ning Hui, and seeing that she didn't say anything, he didn't say anything either.

Then Zeng Meimei began to announce the rules of the game: "Later, the four of us will take turns flipping cards. The one with the highest answer gets the right to ask a question, and the one with the lowest answer becomes the executor. Truth or dare must be taken in turn. For example, if you chose truth last time, you have to choose dare next time. Also, everyone knows the rules of this game, right? No cheating!"

Haha, these rules immediately excited me. If I chose Zeng Beifang's dare, could I just order "fuck my wife"? Damn, what would that be like?

But Zeng Meimei said she would control the situation, and I would act according to the pre-arranged plan. It

's a real shame this girl isn't a director.

The first round of flipping cards began.

I flipped the highest card, and Zeng Meimei flipped the lowest. So I spoke up: "Master, is this Truth or Dare?"

Zeng Meimei calmly looked at the three of us staring at her and said with a stern face: "Truth!"

Actually, I had already thought of what question to ask this girl. I decided to go for something bold and set the tone for the game: "Okay, listen carefully to the question, when did you... you know?" "

When?"

"That..."

I wanted to use a milder word, like losing my virginity.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Meimei grinned and said: "You mean losing your virginity, right?"

Damn, even bolder than me! "Yes, yes!"

I quickly nodded.

"Seventeen!"

Zeng Meimei answered crisply.

Honest enough, huh? If you said twenty, even this slut would believe you.

In the next round, Zeng Beifang was the oldest, so it was Ning Hui's turn to ask. Ning Hui chose truth.

Zeng Beifang thought for a moment, hesitated, and then asked the same question as me: "Sister Ning, when was your first time?"

"Twenty-two,"

Ning Hui smiled and answered quite confidently.

"Hmm, then... who was it with?"

Zeng Beifang pressed on.

"My husband, of course,"

Ning Hui replied, with a matter-of-fact expression.

In the next round, I unfortunately fell into his trap. Zeng Beifang was the one asking the question, and I also chose truth. My mind raced with anticipation; what kind of questions would this guy ask to embarrass me?

Sure enough, the guy deliberately kept me in suspense before asking, "Comrade Lu Gong, how many women have you harmed?"

"Please clarify your question. If we're talking about harming, I have never harmed a single woman!"

"Well,"

Zeng Beifang sneered, "I'm asking how many women you've slept with?"

My heart skipped a beat. I knew I was in trouble. I had told Ning Hui everything about my past relationships, but I'd omitted my promiscuous years. If I included those women in brothels, the number would be impossible to count. With a heavy heart, I broke the rules and gave the same number I'd given my wife: "Seven, seven or eight."

"Seven or eight? Please don't give vague answers!"

"Hehe,"

I grinned at Zeng Meimei, "Including your sister, that makes eight."

"Get lost!"

Zeng Meimei reached out and pinched my arm.

Next, Zeng Meimei drew the questioner again, and Ning Hui unfortunately got chosen. Needless to say, it was Ning Hui's turn for a dare.

"Meimei, my good sister, go easy on me!"

Ning Hui laughed uncontrollably before Zeng Meimei could even speak, looking completely bewildered about what the troublesome Zeng Meimei was up to this time. Zeng Meimei

's eyes suddenly became incredibly alluring, her gaze burning as she stared intently at Ning Hui, then spoke very gently: "Honey, let's have a sweet kiss."

"Huh?"

Zeng Beifang, standing nearby, exclaimed in surprise. He knew, of course, that Ning Hui could only kiss him, and his expression became a little awkward. "Sis, this..."

Then Zeng Meimei turned her head to look at Zeng Beifang, and said to him in a flirtatious tone, "Ha, did I say I wanted your sister Ning to kiss you?"

After saying that, she took Ning Hui's hand.

"Ah? You stupid Meimei, what are you doing?"

Now it was Ning Hui's turn to turn pale.

Without a word, Zeng Meimei gently pulled Ning Hui close, their exposed breasts touching, the skin of their four breasts almost visible against each other. Zeng Meimei pressed her face against Ning Hui's, her lips slightly parted, murmuring, "Honey, have you forgotten how I taught you to kiss in our dorm? Let the men see our sisterly kiss."

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui murmured, biting her lip, then parted her own lips slightly, her sweet breath meeting Zeng Meimei's. "You... Meimei..."

"Oh—"

Zeng Meimei took a deep breath, enjoying the sensation, and sighed, "Hui'er, such a familiar scent."

She then licked Ning Hui's lips with her tongue before pressing her own against hers, actively biting and sucking on Ning Hui's lips.

"Mmm,"

Ning Hui's breath was ragged from Zeng Meimei's kisses. After a moment's hesitation, she finally released her lips and locked them in a passionate kiss...

Holy crap, what's going on?

My wife never mentioned anything like this with Zeng Meimei! This is the first time in my life I've ever witnessed a same-sex kiss between two women. Two lotus blossoms, two beautiful women, four delicate lips enacting such a sensual lesbian kiss right before my eyes.

I froze instantly, and then I looked at that Zeng guy—his mouth was agape, and I bet his erection was even higher than before!

The shrewd Zeng Meimei naturally noticed the tent under her brother's pants. Perhaps feeling she had achieved her goal, she released Ning Hui's kiss, then smugly glanced around at Zeng Beifang and me, still acting as if nothing had happened, and said in a loud voice, "Gentlemen, please forgive me if I scared you."

Ning Hui bit her lip, looking a little embarrassed, and wiped the saliva Zeng Meimei had left on her lips, then glanced at me awkwardly.

Damn, this Zeng girl is too fierce. My wife and she both lost her virginity at seventeen, which means my wife must have an incredibly strong and pure heart.

The game continued.

This time, my wife had caught me, and it was time for dare.

Ning Hui blinked, probably thinking of something.

After thinking for a long time, we were all staring at her, but unexpectedly, my wife's opening statement was like a thunderclap out of nowhere!

I thought only Zeng Meimei would go crazy, but now I realize my wife can be quite something when she does.

Ning Hui clearly and deliberately instructed me, saying each word with a serious expression, "Comrade Lu Gong, go and kiss Zeng Beifang, a mouth-to-mouth kiss!"

She then giggled to herself.

"Wow, you're too bold! That's a great suggestion!"

Zeng Meimei was now in a frenzy, her shouting practically blowing the roof off.

"I...I protest!"

I knew my wife's order meant she was really into it, that Zeng Meimei's plan had not only thoroughly aroused Zeng Beifang's primal desires, but everyone present was also caught up in the ambiguous atmosphere.

But this was too much for me, wife! I'm gay, how could I possibly do that to a grown man?!

"Protest denied!"

Ning Hui and Zeng Meimei said in unison!

Fine, I'll endure it! "You want me to kiss my wife's lover mouth-to-mouth? What the hell? What kind of imagination do you have? What kind of crazy spirit is this?"

Zeng Beifang quickly tried to back down, saying, "This...this...no, ladies!"

I finally closed my eyes and went over to do it. The first time I poked my lips, the two women yelled that it wasn't enough, saying I hadn't actually kissed him, so I had to try again!

Then, seeing the two grown men's faces contorted in pain as they finally put their lips together, the two women burst into laughter, laughing so hard they couldn't straighten up.

Damn, this guy's lips can make my wife swoon, but when I poke them, they feel like two pieces of raw pork!

After the two women had finished laughing, tears streaming down their faces, Zeng Meimei started organizing the game to continue.

But I knew we were getting closer and closer to completing the plan…

Perhaps the alcohol had heightened Zeng Beifang's hormones, or perhaps the night's ambiguous games had completely ignited them. Zeng Beifang was less reserved and starting to get into the swing of things—after all, we were both young men full of vigor. And as for me, perhaps that passionate kiss we shared earlier had genuinely sparked some attraction between us, making him less hostile and guarded. Even when Ning Hui inadvertently exposed herself in front of me, he didn't seem to react much. In the

next game, Zeng Beifang caught Ning Hui again and asked her the truth. This time, his question was incredibly audacious—he actually asked how many men my wife had slept with!

Ning Hui frowned slightly. I felt this question was really putting my wife in a difficult position, mainly because Zeng Meimei didn't know about my wife's affair with President Wang... Seeing Ning Hui pause, bite her lip, and still answer truthfully, her tone calm, "Three."

See, that's my wife's character; I never know when she'll tell a lie.

Hearing Ning Hui's answer, the Zeng siblings were both stunned. Then I saw Zeng Beifang doing math problems. Three? Besides Ning Hui's husband and himself, there's one more, right? Who is it? The kid asked stupidly, "The other one is...who is it?"

Ning Hui felt a little awkward at this question, muttering and subconsciously elbowing Zeng Beifang. Zeng Meimei saw all this and quickly yelled at Zeng Beifang, "Little brat, don't ask that again!"

Zeng Beifang realized he might have lost his temper and quickly hugged Ning Hui to comfort her.

Next, I caught Zeng Meimei on a dare. Zeng Meimei gave me a wink, and I knew I should issue my instructions according to plan.

I picked up an empty wine bottle from earlier and handed it to Zeng Meimei, feigning a lewd grin, saying, "Great hero, give me a blowjob."

Zeng Beifang's English was fine; he definitely understood the "blowjob" part perfectly! I saw his eyes dart towards his sister!

Zeng Meimei squinted at me, then gave Zeng Beifang the same look—that look at Zeng Beifang was the truly seductive one.

Then she took the empty bottle, held the opening to her lips, and licked the rim with her bright red tongue. She opened her mouth and gently took the pointed tip of the bottle into her mouth, her hands moving up and down, stroking the bottle while making sucking motions… As Zeng Meimei sucked and swallowed the bottle, her eyes were slightly closed, her gaze lasciviously fixed, and she made soft, humming sucking sounds. Watching Zeng Meimei's incredibly realistic mimicry of sucking a man's penis made me momentarily lose myself, as if I were back at the wedding bathroom when this girl gave me that ecstatic oral sex.

The expression on Zeng Meimei's face with the bottle in her mouth was irresistibly alluring, exactly the same as when she sucked my penis back then!

Zeng Meimei's slurping of the bottle seemed to freeze the air in the room. It took a long time for Ning Hui to speak, pinching Zeng Beifang's arm and pouting, "Hey, you're watching so intently, huh? Your drool's practically dripping!"

Damn, this guy was completely stunned, his mouth agape, utterly bewildered by his sister. I noticed his erection hadn't subsided.

If any man dared to say he wasn't a womanizer in front of me now, I'd cut off his penis and feed it to the dogs!

Next, the plan reached its crucial moment.

We'd been waiting for that final push! Zeng Meimei would ask Zeng Beifang a question!

Okay, that moment had finally arrived…

I felt a bit like the Red Army's triumphant Long March to northern Shaanxi.

I knew the rest was up to Zeng Daxia. Before asking her question, she carefully looked at Zeng Beifang, gathering her emotions before smilingly asking, "What's the longest you've ever had sex? And with whom?"

Zeng Beifang's eyes immediately lit up, looking very proud, but his tongue stammered, "An...an hour, I guess,"

then he looked at Ning Hui, smiled—I must admit that smile was rather naive—and said in a low voice, "With...with Sister Ning." Before Zeng

Beifang's smugness could subside, Zeng Meimei shrieked, "Hey, do you men ever tell the truth? Is it really that amazing? This one says he can do it for an hour, and this guy next to me, surnamed Lu, is even more amazing, claiming he can do it for an hour and a half!" Zeng Meimei

deliberately raised the "an hour and a half" an octave higher, as if afraid the people outside wouldn't hear. Oh

my god, this is going to be a disaster!

Zeng Beifang looked at me with a suspicious, disbelieving, and challenging gaze. How could I possibly look down on him? Of course, Zeng's gaze was exactly what I expected and planned.

The problem was, Ning Hui also turned and glared at me, biting her lip.

I knew what her glare meant—she was saying, "Ning, you little rascal, you're hiding something, huh? Playing Superman for an hour and a half!" I

was instantly on the verge of tears. Wife, I swear to God, the longest I've ever done it with you was only half an hour! Damn you, Zeng Meimei! Acting is acting, but an hour and a minute more is unacceptable! You said an hour and a half? Are you trying to kill me? And how am I supposed to explain this to my wife?

Zeng Meimei didn't care about anything else and continued to shout, "You've been talking for an hour, and you've been talking for an hour and a half. I won't believe anyone unless I see it with my own eyes, unless..."

Zeng Meimei turned to look at me, her eyes glazed over, and she said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Unless, darling, you prove it to me yourself!"

I couldn't care less about my wife at this point, and I reached out and hugged Zeng Meimei.

But before I could make a move, I heard Zeng

Beifang mutter, "Sister, I will... I'll let you see..." As he spoke, he picked up Ning Hui and pounced on the bed, pinning her down. Before Ning Hui could say anything, he pressed his lips against hers forcefully.

Then, I saw Zeng Beifang frantically tearing at Ning Hui's pajamas while kissing her neck, breasts, and abdomen downwards. After he pulled off Ning Hui's panties and threw them aside, he spread Ning Hui's legs and buried his face in her.

"Oh—"

The moment Zeng Beifang's face buried itself in hers, Ning Hui let out a long, soft moan!

Her body convulsed, and she clamped her legs tightly around Zeng Beifang's face…

Ning Hui's hands involuntarily reached for her breasts… Her nightgown was still half-undone, one breast completely exposed, the firm nipple standing high in the air.

Then, then I saw Ning Hui's gaze sweep over me, meeting my eyes without any hesitation!

At that moment, my wife's gaze was so hot and alluring…

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