Hypnosis (1-10 complete)

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Hypnosis (English: hypnosis, derived from the name of the Greek god of sleep, Hypnos) is a state of altered consciousness induced by various techniques. In this state, a person is highly responsive to suggestions from others. It is a highly suggestible state, and responds accordingly in perception, memory, and control. The effects of hypnosis vary from person to person; not everyone can enter a hypnotic state. Those with weaker mental states are generally more easily hypnotized.
(I)
"With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for!" Hearing his friend Liu Qiming praise his wife busy in the kitchen, Luo Cheng smiled proudly.
How could he not be proud? Medical school is inherently dominated by women, with an abundance of beautiful women. Regarding which girl is the most beautiful and has the best temperament, due to differences in individual aesthetics, there is basically no unified understanding. But seven years ago, this situation was broken by a 17-year-old girl who had just entered the school. This girl was Xiao Hanyan, Luo Cheng's current wife.
Unlike today, where anyone who isn't ugly can be called a goddess, Xiao Hanyan back then was a true legend on campus. "Of all the beauties in the world, none surpasses those of Chu; of all the beauties of Chu, none surpasses those of my village; and of all the beauties of my village, none surpasses the daughter of my neighbor to the east. The daughter of my neighbor to the east, if you add an inch more, she's too tall; if you subtract an inch, she's too short; if you apply powder, she's too pale; if you apply rouge, she's too red. Her eyebrows are like kingfisher feathers, her skin like white snow, her waist like a bound silk ribbon, her teeth like pearls. A single smile from her could bewitch Yangcheng and captivate Xiachai." This poem by the ancient super-handsome Song Yu perfectly describes the goddess Xiao. Just recalling the magnificent scene of Xiao Hanyan, dressed in a simple white t-shirt, jeans, and canvas shoes, her hair tied in a ponytail, dragging her suitcase as she first stepped into the medical school gates, all the boys who saw her were stunned, while the girls felt utterly inferior—Luo Cheng felt as if he were experiencing his first love again. Of course, he wasn't the most out of control when he crashed into the tree; at least he was much better off than Liu Qiming,
who slipped and fell into the pond. There are many legends about Xiao Hanyan. Although she has long since graduated, these stories are still passed down among her juniors. A few of the most representative are: First, according to unofficial research, since she enrolled, the sales of short skirts and stockings around the school have increased exponentially, creating an unprecedented scene where thighs and stockings fly together, and high heels and short skirts are everywhere. Of course, with such a formidable rival, how can girls not dress up to find boyfriends?
Second, contrary to her reputation for beauty, Xiao Hanyan's personality is absolutely quiet; she is always still and never acts like a wild rabbit. Legend has it that the Xiao family is a scholarly family with considerable wealth and strict discipline. The goddess entered a private girls' school after graduating from elementary school and rarely left her home, practically raised in seclusion. Therefore, the only places boys could see Xiao Hanyan were the classroom, the cafeteria, and the library.
Legend has it that during her five years at the university, the male students in her class had a zero absenteeism rate, and the cafeteria and library were always packed! It's worth noting that medical school food is notoriously bad, but the goddess didn't complain. Her admirers, valuing her beauty, probably found even eating excrement enjoyable.
Thirdly, describing the scene of boys pursuing Xiao Hanyan as "a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge" is no exaggeration. In fact, not just in the medical school, but across all seven universities in the university town, Xiao Hanyan's beauty was universally acknowledged. According to an eyewitness, Liu Qiming, Xiao Hanyan walking on campus was like walking on a shopping street on a weekend; receiving love letters was like receiving flyers.
It's obvious that the goddess wouldn't read them all. All love letters naturally disappeared without a trace, and as for gifts, the goddess wouldn't even accept them. Liu Qiming alone received over thirty rejected love letters, and he often suspected that the goddess could make enough for her university expenses by selling waste paper. Fortunately, he wasn't the only one frustrated. The goddess had never dated during her school years, never even received a friend's card, so everyone else was just a toad
admiring a swan from afar. The fourth issue concerned the goddess's family background. Due to her immense fame, she was the envy of all others; Han Yan was truly so beautiful that she had no friends. This wasn't a problem, as she was naturally quiet and reserved. However, what was infuriating was that a rich second-generation heir publicly offered a reward for photos of the goddess in private, which caused a lot of trouble.
At that time, camera phones were almost ubiquitous. She had to be wary of her roommates, and it was even more difficult to prevent others from barging in under false pretenses every few days. This forced the beautiful Xiao to hide in the bathroom and lock the door when changing clothes. Later, unable to bear it any longer, the goddess used her family connections for the first and only time. The school arranged a single dormitory room for her, and the rich second-generation heir who offered the reward was expelled.
This made the goddess even more sought after. The wealthy second-generation's father was a prominent figure in the province, yet the school went to such lengths for Xiao Hanyan, demonstrating the Xiao family's influence far surpassed that of the businessman. More importantly, this was a military medical school; connections there weren't something that could be achieved simply with money or power. In short, in today's terms, Xiao Hanyan was the epitome of a "rich, beautiful, and successful" woman—the most outstanding of all.
It's said that talented men are matched with beautiful women, and Luo Cheng was considered a talented man at school. However, Xiao Hanyan was simply too beautiful; all the talented men turned into wolves in her presence. Therefore, the self-aware Luo Cheng kept his feelings hidden for years, never exchanging a single word with Xiao Hanyan, who was in a different department.
So how did the goddess marry Luo Cheng? It's a familiar yet somewhat novel story. The cliché is that after graduation, although Luo Cheng had excellent grades, he didn't get a chance to stay at the university and had to find a job on his own. Xiao Hanyan, although she got a chance to stay, didn't want to enjoy the privileges and also chose to find a job. The two met during job interviews.
Although Xiao Hanyan was quiet, she wasn't cold. At school, she was too busy dealing with paparazzi, but now that she was in the workforce, meeting an old classmate naturally brought a sense of familiarity. They chatted for a while during the interview, and it was then that Luo Cheng's talent had a chance to shine in front of his family. After a pleasant conversation, they naturally had lunch together. Then, while crossing the street, a car ran a red light and sped towards them. The novelty is that Luo Cheng didn't play the hero; he was completely stunned. In the end, Xiao Hanyan pushed him away, saving his life, but the goddess herself suffered a broken leg for over a month, and still has a scar on her left leg—the only flaw in the otherwise perfect Xiao Hanyan.
If you think that Luo Cheng carefully took care of the goddess for a month and finally won her favor, you're wrong again. Xiao Hanyan's hospital room was too high-level, with armed police on guard every day, so Luo Cheng might not even get to see her.
In fact, he hadn't been there even once. Although the car accident hadn't caused Luo Cheng any physical harm, his fragile heart couldn't withstand the shock, and he suffered from a persistent high fever and nightmares. Xiao Hanyan had already been discharged, but he was still lying at home. In the end, it was the goddess who came to visit him with gifts, shocked by his messy bachelor apartment. Kindly, she cooked and cleaned the room, taking meticulous care of
him for over a week. Perhaps because the goddess had long lacked friends and lived a pampered life, her overly strong maternal instincts had been suppressed. This time, taking care of Luo Cheng was like an addiction, unstoppable. Even after Luo Cheng recovered, he still went to his apartment every few days.
Originally, Luo Cheng didn't dare to have any improper thoughts about the goddess, but seeing Hanyan's enthusiasm, his long-suppressed desires resurfaced. Every morning, he would get up early to tidy up the room, dress up, and make himself look presentable. The books on the bookshelf had been quietly replaced from "The Chronicles of Alibuda" and "The Tale of the Wind and the Moon" with highbrow masterpieces like "Les Misérables," "The Human Comedy," and "Dream of the Red Chamber." His conversations with the goddess also showcased his vast knowledge; he was naturally quick-witted, and he explained those profound theories in a vulgar, colloquial, and even bizarre way, always piquing Han Yan's intense curiosity.
The goddess, raised with a classical and traditional education, didn't enjoy the internet and was unfamiliar with popular jokes. Therefore, even ancient, outdated jokes could make her laugh heartily. Their relationship progressed rapidly, and when Luo Cheng deliberately left his underwear and socks in the bathroom, and the goddess readily washed them for him, he knew the time was ripe. On August 8,
2014, Luo Cheng, hand in hand with Xiao Hanyan, dressed in a white gown and looking like a fairy, walked into the hall of marriage amidst the envious and jealous gazes of the guests.
Unexpectedly, he won the goddess's heart in such a way. Liu Qiming regretted it so much that he wished he could travel back in time and cut off his own leg in front of Xiao Hanyan. He was willing to pay any price for such a beautiful wife, except for his manhood. But there's no going back; Luo Cheng and Hanyan had already consummated their relationship. His envy and jealousy were useless; he could only use the excuse of freeloading at their new home every few days.
Normally, coming over for meals every day wouldn't be a good excuse, but because his wife's cooking skills were so exceptional—she was proficient in all sorts of delicacies—and the dowry the Xiao family had prepared for Han Yan was enough for the two of them to live comfortably for generations, they didn't deliberately skimp on food and lodging. No matter how rare or exotic the food, as long as Luo Cheng said he wanted to eat it, Han Yan would go to great lengths to buy it and cook it with the superb skills of a five-star chef.
With such culinary treatment, Luo Cheng completely believed Liu Qiming's excuse of coming over for meals. After all, too much comfort would get boring after a while, and no matter how beautiful his wife was, his weak constitution couldn't keep up with her all day long. Having a friend to chat with was quite nice. Having read many erotic books, especially countless NTR stories, Luo Cheng had actually worried that his friend might be lusting after his wife's beauty and sneaking in late at night. But firstly, he and Han Yan were practically inseparable, so he figured Liu Qiming wouldn't have the chance; secondly, Liu Qiming also had a girlfriend.
Liu Qiming's girlfriend was named Liu Chuchu. True to her name, she was stunningly beautiful and possessed a delicate, pitiful charm. Perhaps it was just bad luck, but although Liu Chuchu was a campus beauty, she was always overshadowed by Xiao Hanyan, who entered and graduated in the same year. She was forever relegated to second place on the campus beauty list. Fortunately, she wasn't one to care about such empty titles.
Actually, Luo Cheng and Chuchu had once sparked a romance. Liu Chuchu admired talent, and Luo Cheng frequently published articles in the school newspaper and occasionally appeared in provincial and municipal newspapers, making him quite well-known and quickly attracting the attention of the beauty. Unlike Hanyan's conservative and quiet nature, Liu Chuchu was proactive. She met with Luo Cheng several times, and the two had several meals together. During these meals, Chuchu repeatedly gave him flirtatious glances, but Luo Cheng already harbored feelings for Hanyan. While Liu Chuchu was beautiful, he lacked a certain spark. He wasn't the irresponsible man who would have his cake and eat it too, and ultimately, he politely declined the beauty's advances.
Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, Chu Chu and his best friend got together. He was initially quite embarrassed when they met, but the girl was poised and at ease, and Luo Cheng gradually forgot about the relationship.
The real reason, however, wasn't just that. Luo Cheng harbored a deep-seated resentment—Xiao Hanyan wasn't a virgin. He had no way of knowing who his wife had lost her virginity to, nor dared to ask. Being favored by his goddess was already a stroke of luck; in their relationship, Xiao Hanyan's qualities far surpassed his own. He feared that any questioning would lead to an irreversible situation, and he absolutely refused to risk losing his beloved wife. Besides, whatever Xiao Hanyan's past was, it belonged to the past. Now she was his wife, and from now on, she would belong only to him. What more could he ask for?
However, no matter how he tried to comfort and console himself, Luo Cheng couldn't suppress the overwhelming sense of humiliation. Thinking back on how he had repeatedly rejected such a beautiful and promising opportunity over the years, he felt a profound sense of imbalance.
When Luo Cheng saw Liu Chuchu again, she was even more beautiful than before, which made him regret not having taken advantage of her earlier. Why had he clung to his virginity to welcome Xiao Hanyan's body, which, though perfect, was no longer pure and innocent? Therefore, every time Liu Qiming brought Chuchu to his door, Luo Cheng felt an urge to make up for his past regrets...
"You, talking nonsense in front of your girlfriend, aren't you afraid Chuchu will leave you?" Hearing Liu Qiming's praise, Xiao Hanyan placed the last dish—a plate of fragrant and delicious steamed sturgeon—on the table, scolding him with a smile.
Taking off her apron, Xiao Hanyan's long hair cascaded down like a black waterfall. She wore a long, loose cartoon t-shirt, gray leggings, and white flip-flops on her smooth, jade-like feet, revealing her neatly arranged, slender white toes. Despite her casual home attire, she still shone brightly, making the meticulously dressed Liu Chuchu pale in comparison. No wonder Liu Qiming showered her with compliments despite his girlfriend being present.
Han Yan sat down next to Luo Cheng, and the group raised their glasses of red wine to toast each other before enjoying the hostess's excellent cooking. During the meal, Luo Cheng noticed Liu Qiming's gaze frequently drifting towards his beautiful wife sitting opposite him. His heart skipped a beat. Had Han Yan accidentally exposed herself while bending over to pick up food? He quickly glanced to the side. Fortunately, Han Yan was always very wary of any accidental exposure, habitually covering her neckline with one hand while eating, preventing any lecherous men from taking advantage.
'This kid studies hypnotherapy. I hope he doesn't hypnotize Han Yan one day and do something naughty!' Luo Cheng thought to himself, relieved, as he ate his food.
After a satisfying meal, Luo Cheng and Liu Qiming each lit a cigarette. The girls disliked the smell, so Han Yan pulled Chu Chu into the bedroom to look at her new clothes, leaving the two men chatting and joking in the living room.
"Hey Luo Cheng, I have a question for you," Liu Qiming said, his attention drawn back to the casual conversation between the two girls coming from the bedroom. Luo Cheng, his mind elsewhere, strained to hear what they were saying. Liu Qiming's words brought him back to reality. Their relationship was usually very casual, but Liu Qiming's use of Luo Cheng's first name meant the question was serious. Luo Cheng looked him in the eye, indicating he was all ears.
"Let's be clear, this is just a casual question. If you're upset, just pretend I farted. Don't get angry," Liu Qiming said, but the question sounded anything but casual. Luo Cheng shrugged noncommittally. After so many years together, he couldn't imagine what could possibly make them get so worked up.
"Do you remember when we were watching porn together in school, we joked that if we both got girlfriends in the future, we'd definitely find a chance to swap girlfriends and have some fun with them..."
"Liu Qiming!!!" Before he could finish, a pack of cigarettes was slapped across his face, accompanied by a low growl from Luo Cheng, barely containing his anger.
"What's wrong with you two?" Xiao Hanyan asked, peeking out of the bedroom.
"Nothing, sister-in-law, we were just joking around!" Liu Qiming immediately replied with a grin, and Luo Cheng suppressed his anger, explaining that they were just talking about things from their school days and couldn't figure out who was right or wrong, so they were just playing around.
"Really, you're both grown men, yet you act like children." Hanyan shook her head and closed the bedroom door again.
"Liu Qiming, let me tell you. Jokes before are jokes, but Xiao Hanyan is my wife now. Anyone who tries to lay a finger on her, I will kill them!" The deep voice carried a chilling threat, causing Liu Qiming to break out in a cold sweat. His hands trembled as he picked up the cigarette pack from the floor, took out two cigarettes, lit them, and then handed one to Luo Cheng.
"You're getting less and less likable for jokes. I already said, just pretend I didn't say anything. Sorry, brother."
"It's best not to say things like that again." Luo Cheng took the cigarette, took a puff, leaned back on the sofa, and remained silent. Liu Qiming also fell silent, and an awkward atmosphere filled the room.
"Hey, don't we look like twins?" Breaking the silence were two beautiful women who suddenly jumped out of the bedroom and stood side-by-side in the middle of the living room.
Han Yan loved white and bought many similar dresses. To Luo Cheng, a grown man, the dresses looked exactly the same, but Han Yan could always point out subtle differences in the neckline, hem, and even the zipper, and she kept buying them endlessly. Luo Cheng naturally had nothing to say about this. Although he managed the family finances, almost all the income came from the Xiao family. When the sugar daddy wanted to buy things, how could he say no? Besides, women dress up for those they love. Han Yan's painstaking dressing up was ultimately just so he could take off her clothes one by one at night.
At this moment, Han Yan and Chu Chu were each wearing a similar style of white knee-length sleeveless dress with a slightly low neckline, revealing delicate collarbones and a hint of cleavage. Their two fair arms were intertwined, their snow-white skin complementing each other. Both women had very full breasts; Chu Chu had a C-cup, while Han Yan was a genuine D-cup. The white fabric, symbolizing purity, was stretched high by their two proud breasts, exuding sensuality amidst their innocence. Standing side by side, they formed a continuous row of snow-capped peaks, making it hard to suppress the desire to climb and conquer.
Beneath their dresses were four long, beautiful legs encased in black pearlescent stockings. To conceal the scar on her leg, Han Yan never took off her stockings, which gave Luo Cheng, a leg and foot fetishist, endless pleasure. He didn't care about the scar that witnessed their love, but he didn't object to Han Yan wearing stockings because of it, as her beautiful legs and feet wrapped in soft fabric had given him endless ecstasy countless times.
At this moment, not only his wife, but also his best friend's girlfriend, was also wearing her favorite black stockings, generously displaying her alluring figure. Her slender toes in white peep-toe high heels were faintly visible, and her raised heels made her legs appear even longer and more shapely. A youthful body is the capital to defy the years. Her beautiful calves showed no signs of hardened muscles from wearing high heels; their lines were smooth and rounded. The stockings, clinging to her skin, reflected a soft glow in the sunlight streaming through the window.
Han Yan's beauty was breathtaking; her exquisite features were perfectly combined, coupled with her graceful, lithe figure—she was flawless. Liu Chuchu, while slightly less striking in appearance and figure, possessed a delicate, fragile beauty, with delicate eyebrows, and a unique, pitiful charm. The two goddesses stood side by side, both possessing unparalleled beauty, yet each with their own distinct appearance and temperament. This scene could perhaps only be rivaled by Diao Chan and Xi Shi crossing time and space.
Gazing at these two enchanting mortal beauties, Luo Cheng was deeply captivated. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Liu Qiming had just said, and an image of the four of them engaging in lewd acts seemed to float into his mind. Han Yan and Chu Chu were kneeling face to face on the bed, their clothes open, skirts lifted, pantyhose torn at the crotch, and underwear pulled aside. Liu Qiming and he knelt behind them, their two penises thrusting wildly into each other's tender, sacred vaginas, occasionally switching positions, taking turns enjoying and ravaging each other's sweet, delicate bodies.
The two goddesses were lost in passion during the intense fucking, their eyes glazed over, their lips like red jade, rubbing each other's breasts and backs, their tongues entwined. Their high heels dangled precariously on their ivory-white legs and feet as they swayed violently, finally slipping off their smooth stockings and landing on the ground under the men's wild thrusts...
"You two, it's very impolite to ignore the ladies like this!" Knowing that the two men in front of her were already stunned, Han Yan still jokingly scolded them. Luo Cheng was jolted awake from his unspeakable fantasies, quickly banishing his unrealistic daydreams and showering praise on the two women's beauty. Liu Qiming, meanwhile, remained drooling, mouth agape, perhaps also imagining lewd scenes.
Although the image flashed through his mind, Luo Cheng couldn't forgive himself for the momentary disrespect he had shown his wife. What he found even more unacceptable was that his penis had instantly become erect, reaching its maximum hardness, stimulated by those few seconds of illusory imagery. Normally, he only achieved this level of erection just before ejaculation. Did he really have a cuckold's mentality? No, impossible! He instantly dismissed the thought.
Luo Cheng clearly remembered how, when Han Yan had merely shaken hands with the middle-aged man next door, he had felt an unbearable pang of jealousy. If not for his intense possessiveness, he wouldn't have remained so bothered by the fact that Han Yan wasn't a virgin. His lust was aroused entirely by his inappropriate fantasies about Han Yan and Chu Chu, not by imagining that scene after Han Yan was being pleasured by Liu Qiming, but solely by Liu Qiming's deliberate guidance.
'He knows hypnosis; he must have given me some kind of psychological suggestion at some point!' Realizing this, Luo Cheng immediately thought of why his usually reserved wife was so cheerful today. Yes, Liu Chu Chu and Liu Qiming were husband and wife, and also partners; Han Yan's unusual behavior must have been influenced by Chu Chu!
"Han Yan, usually when I ask you to wear new clothes for me, you're always so hesitant. Why are you putting on such a fashion show today?" Suspicious, Luo Cheng probed. Sure enough, his wife's eyes flashed with confusion before she said it was Chu Chu who had encouraged her.
'There's something wrong with those two!' Luo Cheng narrowed his eyes and gave Liu Qiming a meaningful look. The man seemed a little guilty, avoiding his friend's gaze and focusing entirely on praising the two women. This unnatural behavior solidified Luo Cheng's suspicions: 'So Liu Qiming wasn't trying to discuss this with me at all; he'd already started making moves, even involving Liu Chuchu. These two sluts have decided to target Han Yan!'
Luo Cheng was puzzled. Although Liu Qiming seemed like a playboy, he wasn't inherently a bad person, and his long-standing brotherhood with Luo Cheng was genuine. If he might betray Luo Cheng for Han Yan's beauty, then the always dignified Liu Chuchu had absolutely no reason to be an accomplice. Although she had once had feelings for him, that was years ago. Luo Cheng wasn't confident that he, now married, could maintain the same attraction to a beauty like Chuchu for so many years. So what could possibly drive his best friend, who was like a brother to him, and his wife's confidante, who was like a sister to him, to abandon their deep friendship and commit such a despicable act?
Unable to remain composed under Luo Cheng's accusing gaze, Liu Qiming and Liu Chuchu exchanged a glance and prepared to leave. Chuchu wanted to change back into her clothes, but Han Yan immediately said she looked beautiful in the dress and generously offered to give it to her. Han Yan's clothes were all quite expensive, and Chuchu was reluctant to accept, but Liu Qiming, eager to leave, persuaded her a few times. Unable to refuse, Chuchu left with Liu Qiming wearing Han Yan's dress.
Luo Cheng didn't try to stop them, seeing them into the elevator. As the doors slowly closed, the two men locked eyes. As the doors closed completely and the floor indicator lights went down one by one, Luo Cheng's heart, like the descending elevator, slowly plummeted… This brotherhood, it seemed, was over!
"Hmph!" Seeing Luo Cheng return to the house after seeing off the guests, Han Yan immediately let out a coquettish snort, tilting her head back and raising it high. Although she wanted to express anger, everyone could see that it was just a little girl's affected act.
"My little princess, who offended you?" Luo Cheng didn't expose her, smiling as he played along.
"It's all your fault!" Han Yan's pouting lips were so cute that Luo Cheng's heart melted. If he hadn't realized that his wife wanted to continue playing this game, he would have already pounced on the little fairy.
"I have offended Your Majesty, and I deserve to die! But I don't know what crime I have committed, so please enlighten me, Your Majesty." She pretended to kneel on one knee, and her exaggerated acting made Han Yan laugh out loud, but she quickly straightened her face again.
"Tell me, isn't Chu Chu prettier than me?" the little fairy asked reproachfully, pouting.
"Your Majesty, you can insult my character, but you can't insult my intelligence. If anyone thinks that any woman in this world can rival your beauty, then that person must be blind from a young age!" Luo Cheng's specialty was talking nonsense with a straight face, but what he said at this moment was from the bottom of his heart. Although Chu Chu was beautiful, compared to Han Yan, calling her ordinary-looking would be an exaggeration, but basically anyone could see the difference.
"Then tell me, why were your eyes glued to Chu Chu just now?" Although she was constantly being amused, and pretending to be angry had long lost its meaning, Han Yan still didn't give up her aggressive questioning.
"Your Majesty, please understand! I was just staring blankly at that woman named Liu Chuchu, and I had a sudden realization!"
"What realization?"
"I was thinking, even though they're the exact same dress, why does my Princess Hanyan look so alluring and captivating, while other women look like clothespins with no appeal?"
"Ugh! And let me tell you again, the two dresses are different!" Insisting on her professional-level judgment, the goddess was completely oblivious to the fact that her focus had been misled. "
What? You think I'm so blind? Let me observe her more closely!"
"Ah...you're so annoying!" The way he observed her more closely was that Luo Cheng pounced on her, scooped up the struggling princess, and laughed heartily as he headed towards the bedroom.
"Ugh, I haven't taken off my shoes yet!" Lay across the bed, Hanyan, who had just been feigning tantrums, now only blushed, her hands sometimes covering her face, sometimes crossing her arms, completely unsure where to put them.
"I love seeing my little darling in high heels, especially white ones. It reminds me of our wedding day..."
"Ah, don't say it!!!" Han Yan hurriedly scrambled up to cover Luo Cheng's mouth, but the man grabbed her small hand and sucked on her slender fingers one by one. Although he didn't finish his sentence, his burning gaze on Han Yan's face made her involuntarily recall the embarrassing past.
Xiao Han Yan and Luo Cheng's wedding retained many traditional elements, and that past incident occurred during the wedding procession. According to old customs, after the bride was dressed up, she would stay in her boudoir, waiting for the groom to break through the encirclement to come and fetch her.
Because Han Yan's father disliked the vulgar scene of a group of men with ulterior motives messing around with her mother's best friend, the guards on that day were all young children from the Xiao family. It was easy to deal with these children; they just needed to obediently hand over red envelopes. Luo Cheng couldn't wait to see the bride and had no intention of messing around with the little devils. He casually handed out red envelopes along the way and quickly entered the boudoir.
Although he had seen his wife's stunning appearance in her white wedding dress during their previous wedding photoshoots, seeing her on this special day evoked a completely different feeling. Xiao Hanyan, dressed in a pristine white wedding gown, sat sideways on the bed, the heavy hem of her dress gathered in her arms. Her long, slender legs, encased in white stockings, were naturally crossed. The dress flowed smoothly from her shoulders down, subtly revealing her shoulders and a deep cleavage. Her flowing hair was styled in a high bun, and diamond earrings shone brightly on either side of her perfect, goddess-like face.
Stunned by the breathtaking beauty, Luo Cheng was unable to move until a little imp tugged at his sleeve, snapping him out of his daze. "No red envelopes, no telling you where the shoes are!" the imp weakly insisted. This was the final step in welcoming the bride—finding the hidden high heels.
"Go wait outside the door, I need to help my sister put on her shoes." Luo Cheng had no time to argue; he casually pulled out a stack of red envelopes to appease the imp and immediately locked the door.
"Yanyan, I can't take it anymore, please help me!" As he spoke, Luo Cheng unbuckled his belt and pulled his suit trousers down to his knees.
"You're so annoying! Are you trying to kill me!" It wasn't that she hadn't seen her husband's penis before, but at this moment, on their grand wedding day, in her fragrant boudoir, this scoundrel was doing something so shockingly vulgar. Xiao Hanyan immediately blushed with embarrassment.
"Oh, good Yanyan, you don't want me to attend the wedding with a tent in my pants, do you?" Playing the rogue was always Luo Cheng's specialty.
"But we can't do it here..." Hanyan still refused to give in.
"No need to do it, use your mouth..."
"You wish! Besides, I'm wearing lipstick!" Hanyan was a germaphobe and never gave Luo Cheng oral sex, especially not at this moment.
"Then... then use here." His plan to take advantage of his wife's vulnerability and conquer her mouth in one fell swoop failed, and Luo Cheng's gaze fell on his wife's slender, crossed feet.
"Ah!" Before Han Yan could refuse, Luo Cheng grabbed her soft, boneless little feet and began to stroke his already throbbing penis. Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Han Yan fell backward, her little feet grabbed by the man. A burning sensation came from the soles of her feet. Startled, she forgot to close her wide-open legs. Her private parts were completely exposed to Luo Cheng's eyes. At the end of her long, slender legs encased in white pantyhose, lace panties were faintly visible through the semi-transparent fabric. The thin pantyhose and panties could not conceal the outline of her petals. The alluring secret crevice between her two mounds of Venus was opening and closing helplessly...
His wife's little feet were soft and warm. The tender flesh of her soles rubbed against his hard, iron-like penis, occasionally touching the sensitive glans. Not daring to play for too long, Luo Cheng, eager to release, thrust his hips, his penis moving in and out of her two white jade feet as if inserting into a vagina. Han Yan was overwhelmed with shame, yet unable to suppress her curiosity, she craned her neck to watch the foot fetish scene she had never witnessed before. Her slender index finger lightly pressed against her bright red lower lip, her expression a mixture of longing and timidity, like a child seeing a toy on the street.
While indulging in this immoral pleasure in his wife's boudoir, with her family members outside the door, the warm touch of his penis and the innocent gaze in her eyes, under intense stimulation, Luo Cheng quickly ejaculated . His white semen splattered onto Han Yan's delicate soles amidst her gasps, making her once pure white stockings sticky.
"Oh no! You're so mean! How can I wear them like this?" Han Yan was on the verge of tears, her lips pouting. Luo Cheng, however, calmly picked up a wad of tissue paper and carefully wiped his wife clean. Of course, the wicked man didn't wipe away all the semen, only cleaning up the white fluid that had accidentally splashed onto the instep and sides of her feet. Then, he gently helped his wife put on her high heels and helped her out of bed.
"So sticky..." Feeling the warm, sticky moisture on the soles of her feet, Han Yan's face turned bright red.
"It's okay, you can't tell." He kissed her red cheek, and before Han Yan could protest, Luo Cheng opened the door. The kids cheered and rushed forward, pulling the bride out the door. Han Yan had no choice but to glare at the groom and be dragged away. However, because it was so slippery, she stumbled after only two steps and almost twisted her ankle...
"Tell me, if your dark-faced father knew that when he handed his daughter's hand to his son-in-law, his precious daughter's soles were covered in fresh, warm semen, what would he do?" Knowing that his blushing wife was thinking about that day, Luo Cheng asked mischievously.
"Don't talk about my dad like that." The finger in her husband's mouth pinched her tongue in protest. Han Yan thought seriously for a moment, "He'd have you thrown into the Yangtze River."
Even Xiao Han Yan herself wasn't entirely clear about her father's identity. Her childhood memories were of her father always being in military uniform, very strict and serious, rarely home, and with many subordinates, but what he did was kept strictly secret even from her family. From childhood, her mother was always by her side, and she was always very low-key. Except for one time when she casually complained about being secretly photographed at school, and the school took serious action a few days later, Han Yan vaguely realized that her father must have considerable power.
"Speaking of my dad, I have something serious to tell you." Withdrawing her finger, Han Yan said seriously.
"We are doing something serious!" Unsatisfied that her slender, fragrant finger had been withdrawn, Luo Cheng pouted and tried to lean in again.
"Ugh, annoying! It really is something serious!" Since being with Luo Cheng, "annoying" had become Han Yan's catchphrase. Her husband was both lustful and shameless, often leaving her helpless. So, when she uttered the word "I hate you," it actually meant that the goddess was resigned and would let him have his way.
Luo Cheng held her fragrant body contentedly, his lips and tongue roaming over her soft, warm neck. The sensitive little princess soon became unable to speak properly and struggled to push her husband away.
"Honey, wait until I finish talking!" Her big, watery eyes looked at him pitifully, and Luo Cheng couldn't resist his wife's coquettish advances. He could only pout and obediently sit down.
"But my dear wife always has to give me something in return..." Of course, he wouldn't listen obediently. Knowing that his seemingly cold and aloof wife was actually overflowing with maternal instinct, and that she never refused his childish pleas, Luo Cheng used the same trick again.
"I can't do anything with you..." Han Yan kicked off one of her high heels, stretching her soft, warm, and fragrant jade-like feet in front of her husband.
"Mmm...so fragrant!" He covered his face with her soles and inhaled the fragrance deeply. Satisfied, Luo Cheng put the tiny, black-stockinged lotus feet, barely larger than his hand, into his mouth and sucked on her glistening toes.
"Ugh." Struggling to resist the tingling pleasure on her little feet, Han Yan tried to keep her voice from trembling as she said, "My dad isn't too happy with you right now!"
"Has your dad ever been happy with me?" Luo Cheng replied nonchalantly, continuing to focus all his attention on Xiu Meilian's feet.
"Honey, I can't talk like this..." Han Yan trembled all over as his mischievous fingers lightly tickled her soles, protesting with soft gasps.
"I understand what you're trying to say! I'll go find a job tomorrow, okay?"
"Dad said, ah...he...he's already...arranged...it feels so good..." Unable to speak coherently, Han Yan finally couldn't bear the pleasure of his gentle biting and licking of her heels and moaned softly.
"So it wasn't a discussion, it was an order! Honey, I feel so hurt, what should I do?"
"Then...then I guess I'll just...pay for my father's debts...let...let you do whatever you want..."
The man opposite her, biting and licking her black-stockinged feet like a puppy, showed no sign of hurt pride
. But between men and women, who cares about the truthfulness of sweet words?
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