Love and Desire in the Human World

Love and Desire in the Human World

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(I) Return

Li Zijian finally returned to Taiwan after fifteen years of separation.

When he was six years old, Zijian's parents divorced for unknown reasons. His father, Li Datong, also faced a business crisis at that time and was unable to take care of him. So he sent him to his aunt, Li Ruolan, who had married and moved to the United States to be raised.

In addition to this reason, the main reason was that Zijian's aunt had always liked her well-behaved and intelligent nephew. Before she got married, she had always hoped that her older brother would adopt Zijian to her. However, not long after, Li Ruolan was introduced to a man and quickly married and moved to the United States. So, Li Datong took advantage of his busy schedule and sent Zijian to Li Ruolan's side.

Li Ruolan was overjoyed because she had not had children for several years after her marriage. Li Datong's other plan was that once Zijian obtained formal U.S. citizenship, he could also immigrate to the United States legitimately.

So Li Zijian grew up in the United States, but in the educational environment of the Chinatown community, he never forgot that he was a true Taiwanese. Under his aunt's careful care and education, he turned twenty-one in the blink of an eye and successfully graduated from MIT. Li Ruolan had promised Zijian that she would bring him back to Taiwan after he graduated from university, so Li Zijian returned with his aunt.

In recent years, Li Datong's business had done well. He not only bought a large house but also married another beautiful woman, something Zijian only learned when he stepped into the house.

"Xiaojian, come here and call your stepmother!" his father introduced him to a beautiful woman with an icy expression standing to the side.

"Stepmother!" Zijian called out casually.

"Hmph!" This stepmother seemed to be full of hostility towards him, her face still very displeased, only responding with a snort from her nostrils.

"Xiaoting! Xiaojuan! Come down quickly, your brother is back." Li Datong called upstairs.

Only then did Zijian realize that he had two younger sisters.

The father called twice more before two girls, one after the other, appeared on the stairs, their expressions mirroring their mother's.

These two girls were dressed quite fashionably, wearing only extremely short denim shorts and revealing tops that resembled bras, exposing their rather muscular waists. The father explained that they were twins. "Come on! Call him brother!"

"

..." Both remained silent. Li

Datong looked helpless, seemingly afraid to urge them further.

Seeing that they were either uncomfortable or unwilling, Zijian tried to smooth things over. "No need! Just call me Andy!" Hearing this, the two girls straightened their expressions. ********** ... "...How long is he going to stay? He's not going to stay forever, is he?! Let me tell you, don't think I don't know what you're thinking... Ming... I knew it... You don't care about us, mother and daughter, now that I haven't given you a son... Ming... Find your son to inherit... We'll be homeless sooner or later... Ming..." "Hey... What are you talking about... I... How could I not care about you... No way... Don't... Don't cry... Be good..." Li Datong could only frantically try to comfort her. "Fine! You said it, but words are meaningless. You'd better transfer the property tomorrow, at least half of it to Xiaoting and Xiaojuan's names first, otherwise, I'll kick your precious son out tomorrow." "Okay, okay! I'll do it tomorrow, I'll do it tomorrow, is that alright?" "Hehe! I knew it, you love me the most... Hmm..." Hearing this, Zijian didn't want to listen anymore. He understood everything now; this was why his stepmother was giving him such a hard time. A little while later, Zijian heard laughter coming from another room in the corridor. "Hehe... Seriously, that guy named Andy is really handsome, don't you think?" "Yeah! He looks a bit like Andy Lau, and he's tall too, hehe..." "You little slut, you're smitten again. Don't forget, he's the older brother, not someone you can mess with." "And you! Look at you, you're practically drooling. Come on... let's see if your pussy is already soaking wet..." "Ah... stop it... hehe... haha... slut... I think you're the one who's wet... haha..." "Okay, stop it, seriously... his thing must be huge, oh... god... just thinking about it makes me wet... hehe..." "You won't admit it, you've been slutty for too long. Any man would make you wet." "Don't talk about me, aren't you? You always drag me to watch Mom and Dad have sex." "Sigh! Speaking of which, I feel sorry for Mom. Dad's thing is clearly only a little bit, yet Mom pretends to enjoy it. I really don't know what she's thinking!" "Exactly! Every time Mom finishes her business, she comes to borrow our dildos for a quickie. I really want to introduce her to that old-fashioned guy I dumped last time, so she can have some fun." Hearing this, Zijian felt a surge of anger. So this mother and her two daughters were really like that. But he suppressed his anger and went back to his room without showing it. ************ The next morning, he saw his stepmother busy in the kitchen, her face beaming with smiles, completely different from yesterday. "Good morning! Xiaojian, sit down for a bit, Mom will have breakfast ready soon," his stepmother said with a smile. A little while later, his two sleepy-eyed sisters came downstairs. "Xiaoting, Xiaojuan, good morning!" Zijian greeted them. "Oh... good morning, Andy," Xiaoting said. "Good morning, Andy-ge," Xiaojuan also greeted Zijian with a smile. If Zijian hadn't overheard their conversation last night, he would have found it hard to believe that his two seemingly innocent and adorable sisters were actually wanton sluts to the core. After breakfast, Li Datong and his stepmother went out together. Before leaving, his father said, "Xiaojian, your stepmother and I are going to take care of some things. You can wander around by yourself. The car keys are on the table; you can take them." Zijian knew that his father couldn't refuse his stepmother and was indeed going to handle the property transfer. A little while later, his two sisters also went to school. Zijian was extremely bored and wandered around the huge house. When he went upstairs, he noticed that his two sisters' bedroom doors were not closed, and out of curiosity, he went into their room.

He suddenly remembered his sisters' conversation from the previous night, so he searched the room and found the wardrobe, opening it. He wanted to see what kind of shameful things these two sluts would hide in their room. He opened the first large drawer, and what greeted his eyes was nearly a hundred pairs of underwear of various colors, piled up haphazardly like underwear on display at a department store auction. Most of them didn't look like what sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls would wear; they were so daring that Zijian blushed and his heart raced.

Next, he opened the second drawer, and what he saw were the dildos they had mentioned, and not just one. He wondered where they got so many sex toys; they were made of various materials, including electric ones.

The third drawer was filled with pornographic videos and magazines. Zijian thought to himself, he couldn't believe that the room of two innocent young girls would be like a brothel.

Later, fearing someone might come back, he didn't linger for long and left. In the afternoon, he drove his father's car around.

(II)

As evening approached, Xiao Hui drove to the North Coast area. Zi Jian suddenly remembered that his mother had once taken him to Baisha Bay to play in the water when he was a child. After searching for a long time, he finally found Baisha Bay, but it was dilapidated and seemed abandoned.

He drove into the management area and went to the very back. He parked the car in a spot with the sea on three sides and got out to look around. The scenery was still beautiful, and some of the stone-built holiday cottages were still there. He couldn't help but think of his mother. His mother's image was far away from him now. The only impression he had was a yellowed photograph in his wallet. His young mother was only about twenty years old at the time, holding the hand of a very young Zi Jian.

However, due to poor photography skills and the out-of-focus lens, his mother in the photo could only be vaguely seen as an outline. But in Zi Jian's heart, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

It was just a pity that for more than ten years, he could only imagine what his mother looked like now.

Zi Jian found a rock and sat down, gazing at the sea in the distance. The setting sun was gradually sinking in the west. The few people playing in the water on the distant beach gradually dispersed.

As he was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed a figure bobbing in the water in the distance. After watching for a while, confirming that the person was likely suffering from cramps and drowning, he immediately ran towards the shore. By

the time he arrived, the figure had disappeared above the water. He fixed his gaze on the spot he had just been in, then plunged into the water. After swimming a few meters, he indeed saw a woman's body sinking. Zijian swam with all his might to her side, grabbing her and pushing her to the surface to prevent her from swallowing too much water. However, she seemed unconscious and motionless. Zijian had no choice but to carry her on his back and swim towards the shore.

Once ashore, Zijian immediately began first aid without hesitation, alternating between CPR and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Finally, she vomited water and began to regain consciousness.

Zijian breathed a sigh of relief, looking at her pale face, and discovered that she was a rather beautiful middle-aged woman. When she opened her eyes, she seemed still shaken, her body trembling uncontrollably, unable to speak.

"Miss, it's alright, it's okay, you're alright," Zijian gently comforted her.

"Waaah...waaah..." Her consciousness had fully returned, and she immediately burst into tears.

"It's alright, don't cry! Don't cry!"

"Waaah...sir...you saved me..."

"Yes! Luckily I didn't leave. Look, it's almost dark, everyone's gone, only the two of us are left on the beach. Why did you come alone? Was no one with you?"

"No...no, I'm all alone."

"Then be careful next time, don't come to play in the water alone again, it's too dangerous!"

"Thank you, sir, you're such a kind person, I will repay you."

"Don't say that! Come on, hurry up and change your clothes, let's go home!"

"Okay..." she said, but didn't get up.

Only then did Zijian realize she was still trembling.

"Okay! Where did you put your clothes? I'll carry you there."

"Thank you! They're up there, there's a motorcycle over there..." She said, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here." Zijian said, picking her up and carrying her in the direction she indicated.

Her arms naturally wrapped around Zijian's body. As they walked, Zijian looked at her and noticed that apart from a few wrinkles around her eyes that suggested she was around thirty-five or thirty-six, her figure was quite well-proportioned, like a young girl.

They arrived at the place she mentioned, but they didn't see the motorcycle she said she had.

"Miss, where's your motorcycle?"

"Ah... I clearly... I definitely put it here! How come..."

"Ah! I just saw two young people around here, yes, there was a motorcycle, but I saw them ride it away." "

Oh no... it's been stolen, what am I going to do..." She cried anxiously again.

"It's alright, I have a car, I'll take you home!"

"This... I'm sorry, you saved me... and now I'm causing you trouble again..."

"Don't say that, we're quite destined, otherwise, I wouldn't have met you on such a big beach, right?"

"You're right, thank you so much, sir, I don't know how to repay your great kindness."

"Since that's the case, then I absolutely have to be friends with you, otherwise you probably won't be able to sleep at night anymore, how about it? Miss, would you like to have the honor of being friends with me?" "

Of course! You're such a kind person, and you're my savior..."

"Don't call me savior anymore, just call me Andy."

"Hmm... Andy... Oh, right, then you can call me Xiao Hui!"

"Okay, Xiao Hui. Let's go! I'll take you home."

Just like that, Zi Jian helped her back to the car. She was only wearing a bikini swimsuit. Zi Jian couldn't find a towel for her to dry off, so he simply put his jacket, which was on the back seat of the car, on her.

In that instant, her eyes revealed a gentle shyness, which suddenly made Zijian's heart flutter. She was truly beautiful.

They chatted in the car, and he learned that she currently lived alone. However, since they had just met, Zijian was too shy to ask too many questions, especially about her age.

"Andy, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked first, bringing up the question of age.

"I'm twenty-one this year, all alone, otherwise I wouldn't have come to the beach alone."

"That's true," she said.

"And you? How old are you?" Zijian followed up.

"Guess?" she said playfully, as if she had forgotten that she had just returned from the brink of death.

"Um... twenty." Zijian was, of course, deliberately trying to make her happy.

"Come on, I don't look twenty at all, you're not being honest." Although she said this, her face was flushed with a smile.

"Then tell me yourself! How old are you? Big sister."

"You're bullying me again, calling me 'big sister,' making me sound old. I'm not telling you my age." She pouted, pretending to be angry, and said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask. Friends don't care about age, right?"

"Hmm..." She glanced at Zijian out of the corner of her eye, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

They made their way to the city center. She lived in an apartment building with a shared staircase.

"Andy, will you come up with me?" she asked, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Of course, otherwise, dressed like that, everyone in the building will probably come out to stare," Zijian teased.

Luckily, her coat was long enough to cover her bikini.

Zijian helped her into the building, thankfully they didn't run into anyone on the way to her apartment.

"Well… Xiaohui, I'm leaving."

"No… don't…" Hearing Zijian was leaving, she turned and grabbed his hand.

"Then…" Her grip was tight, and Zijian didn't know what to say.

"You… ah… you're all wet. No, you have to come in, at least dry yourself off before going back, okay?" she said with concern.

"Okay!" Her soft words touched Zijian's heart.

After entering her house, Zijian urged her to wash up first. She agreed, took off her coat, and turned to walk towards the bathroom. Only then did Zijian get a clear look at her well-proportioned figure from behind; even in her bikini, there wasn't an ounce of excess fat.

A little while later, she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel.

"Andy, it's your turn. I'm sorry there are no men at home, so I don't have any clothes for you to change into. You can use the dryer in the bathroom to dry your clothes!" "

Don't worry! I'm very healthy, I won't catch a cold!"

"No! I'm worried about you like this, go quickly!"

Zijian couldn't resist her concern, so he went to wash up with her.

Zijian stayed at her house all night, and it was almost 11 p.m. when he repeatedly said goodbye. She reluctantly saw him to the door.

"Andy..."

"Yes, Xiaohui, goodnight."

At this moment, she suddenly rushed over and hugged Zijian.

"I...andy, thank you."

"You've said thank you eight hundred times, Xiaohui."

"The last time!" She suddenly raised her head and kissed him on the lips.

Zijian was stunned for a moment. Over the course of the afternoon, he had already been somewhat moved by her gentleness, and with this kiss, his heart suddenly fluttered.

Zijian couldn't help but gaze at her, their eyes meeting.

She was still holding Zijian, also gazing at him, but her eyes held an indescribable tenderness.

Under these circumstances, Zijian naturally lowered his head and kissed her lips as well.

Then she pressed her face against his chest, remaining silent.

"Xiaohui..."

"Hmm..."

"Can I come to see you tomorrow?" "

Of course, I'll wait for you." Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hmm!"

In that instant, Zijian understood that a seed of love had been secretly planted in their hearts.

(III) When the two girls

returned home, it was almost midnight. Li Datong was waiting in the living room.

"Where did you go? Why are you so late?"

"Nothing, just wandering around. I lost track of time. Dad, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Oh! It's okay, it's good that you're back. It's getting late, go to sleep!"

"Goodnight, Dad!"

"Goodnight!"

After returning to his room, Zijian kept thinking about Xiaohui. Although she might be a little older than him, her gentleness really touched his heart. Without realizing it, he picked up the phone number she had left behind, thinking that she probably hadn't gone to sleep yet! So he dialed her number.

"Hello!" She answered the phone after only one ring.

"Xiaohui, it's me, Andy, still awake?"

"Not yet, I was wondering if you got home yet!"

"Just got home a little while ago. Are you alright?" "I'm

fine! It's just..."

"Just what?" "It's

just... I was thinking about you."

"..." Zijian didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I scared you."

"No...no, actually...I was thinking about you the whole way back."

"Really? You're lying!"

"Really, otherwise I wouldn't have called you, right?"

"Hehe, I believe you!" A playful laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"It's strange, but it feels like I've known you for a long time."

"Me too! I also feel like we're destined to meet. I usually hate talking too much with men, but with you, it's like we have endless things to say."

"Maybe that's fate!"

"Yes! Andy... I... I really want to see you again."

"Me too."

"Then come over now, okay?"

"Well... a little... because my dad was waiting for me. He only went to sleep after seeing me come back. If I went out in the middle of the night, he would be worried sick." "

No... it's okay! I was just asking. Sorry to bother you so late."

"Xiao Hui, don't say that anymore. To be honest, I've thought about coming to see you, but..."

"Really, it's okay! Tomorrow! You can come to my place for breakfast. I make really good breakfasts!

Want to try some?"

"Okay! It's settled then. I'll come early tomorrow morning, okay?"

"It's a deal, I'll be waiting for you!"

"Okay then! See you tomorrow, go to sleep early!"

"You too, bye-bye."

"Bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Zijian felt a sweet sensation of love. Although this wasn't the first time he had felt love, Xiaohui possessed a gentleness and grace that foreign women lacked, unlike his previous girlfriends in America.

Zijian tossed and turned, unable to sleep because of his anticipation. Around 2 a.m., he suddenly heard someone open his door. He thought it was probably his father coming in to check if he was sleeping well.

To avoid worrying his father, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But after a while, he heard a soft murmur of conversation.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't disturb him."

"Hey! Is this a good idea? What if..."

"What if? We'll just crawl into his bed. He won't pass up such an easy opportunity. There's no such man! Unless he's gay."

"Hurry up! Take off your underwear and get in bed! I can't take it anymore."

"You slut! What's the rush! Wait until he fucks me first, then you'll be so impatient."

Zijian recognized the two slutty girls and was startled by their conversation. It seemed they wanted to force themselves on him and make it a fait accompli.

Suddenly, he felt the sides of the bed sink in, and the two sluts had really gotten on top of him.

Zijian pretended to be asleep, his breathing becoming heavier. One of the girls was actually pulling down his pants. Zijian remained unmoved, pretending to move slightly.

But they didn't give up, quickly pulling his pajama bottoms down to his legs.

"Wow! Look, so big! I wasn't lying!"

Then they started pulling down his underwear. Zijian realized he couldn't go on any longer, so he had a sudden idea. He jumped up from the bed, then, with his arms outstretched, pretended to be sleepwalking like in a TV show, and slowly got off the bed.

"Wow! You scared me! Really? Sleepwalking?"

"Shit! I think he's faking it. Wake him up."

"Wait… never mind… I heard you can't wake a sleepwalker, otherwise…"

Zijian caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that the two sluts were both shirtless, wearing only ribbon-tied panties, their four round breasts standing high.

Seeing that they showed no intention of getting out of bed and going back, he decided to play along, slowly walking out of the room like a sleepwalker.

Knowing they would follow, he went downstairs, lay down on the sofa, and pretended to be asleep, thinking that even if they were bold, they wouldn't touch him in the living room.

Sure enough, they peeked at the bottom of the stairs and said, "Forget it, let's just pretend he's sleepwalking. Let's go back and use our fake penis husband!"

************

And so, Zijian unknowingly fell asleep until dawn, when the sunlight streaming through the living room window woke him. Looking at the time, it was only a little past five o'clock, almost time; everyone was still asleep. Thinking about his promise to Xiaohui, he quickly went back to his room to change his clothes and left a note for his father, saying he wanted to go for a walk in Yangmingshan.

Passing by his sister's room, he saw the door was only slightly ajar and couldn't help but wonder what those two little sluts were up to.

(Actually, it's impossible for him not to be tempted; both girls were top-notch in terms of figure and looks. It's just that his preconceived notions about their behavior made him a little hesitant.)

He gently pushed open a corner of the door, and a live sex show appeared before his eyes. The two girls were completely naked, piled on top of each other, each with a vibrating dildo inserted under a thick tuft of pubic hair, fast asleep. Zijian's heart pounded. He quickly closed the door and went downstairs.

A little while later, Zijian drove to Xiaohui's house, his heart still pounding from what he had just witnessed. He had broken up with his girlfriend in America three years ago, and hadn't seen a real woman's genitals in three years. The girls' live sex show seemed to have reignited his pent-up desires of the past three years.

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"Good morning, Xiaohui."

"Hi, and good morning!"

Arriving at Xiaohui's house around 6:30, Xiaohui excitedly opened the door to greet Zijian.

"You look even prettier than yesterday."

"Thank you! Because we have important guests coming today! So I put on some makeup."

She was clearly pleased with Zijian's compliment.

"..." Zijian didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Sit down! Stop standing. Come on, try my cooking."

She had already neatly arranged breakfast on the table.

"Mmm! Delicious, really delicious!"

"Hehe, I'm glad you like it. You can come here to eat anytime!"

"Okay! No, not in the future. I won't go back. I'll just stay here." Zijian said jokingly.

"Hehe, sure! If you don't mind, then stay here!" She said quite seriously.

"I was just kidding. How could I?"

"I'm serious. If it weren't for you, this house would probably be without an owner. You saved me. It's only right that you live here."

Xiaohui became more and more serious as she spoke.

"Xiaohui, please stop treating me like a benefactor. It makes me feel like we're so distant. I only remember meeting a gentle and virtuous girl at the beach yesterday."

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it," she quickly replied.

After breakfast, Zijian helped her clear the dishes.

"Sit down, I can do it."

"It's alright, let me help you too!"

"Okay! Let's go into the kitchen first, and you can bring the rest in later,"

she said with a sweet smile.

A moment later, Zijian carried the plates into the kitchen, where Xiaohui was washing the dishes.

Suddenly, she stumbled, and the plates in Zijian's hands crashed to the ground with a "bang."

"Ah! Don't pick them up..." Xiaohui quickly put down her chopsticks.

"I'm... I'm sorry, I'm just making things worse."

"It's alright, I often break dishes too, ah..." Xiaohui suddenly cried out.

Her finger had been cut by the broken plate, and blood was flowing.

"Ah... are you alright?" Zijian quickly went over and took her hand.

"No...it's alright..."

Xiao Hui lowered her head suddenly, seemingly a little shy, as he held her hand.

Zi Jian quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it around her hand.

"Don't...don't get the handkerchief dirty."

But he had already wrapped it for her.

"It's okay, you'll wash it for me if it gets dirty, right?"

"You're so annoying, you're already clinging to me so quickly." She said shyly.

Zi Jian stared at her beautiful appearance, somewhat dumbfounded.

"What...what are you looking at..."

"Xiao Hui..."

"..."

Zi Jian still held her hand, and she still lowered her head, looking extremely shy.

Zi Jian couldn't help but gently lift her chin, and she obediently raised her head, their eyes meeting, both filled with affection.

"Mmm..." Xiao Hui let out a soft moan and nestled into Zi Jian's arms.

"Xiao Hui..." Zi Jian naturally wrapped his arms around Xiao Hui's petite body.

"Andy, we..." Xiao Hui hesitated.

"We're in love." Zi Jian interjected.

"This...isn't it too fast? We..."

"The length of time doesn't seem to be a problem for us! Xiaohui, it seems like we've known each other for a long time, isn't this fate?"

"Hmm...fate...andy...yes! It seems like we've known each other for a long time."

"Xiaohui, I've fallen in love with you, you..."

"Me too...andy."

The two gazed at each other deeply for a long time, and finally Xiaohui gently closed her eyes.

Zijian understood and pressed his lips to Xiaohui's slightly parted lips.

The two first gently kissed each other's lips, Zijian repeatedly sucking Xiaohui's upper and lower lips into his mouth, and then transferring his tongue into Xiaohui's mouth, awakening all the feelings that Xiaohui hadn't had for many years.

Xiao Hui sucked on Zi Jian's tongue, then slipped her own tongue into his mouth. Zi Jian, as if receiving sweet rain, kissed Xiao Hui's tongue passionately.

Their passionate kiss lasted for nearly five minutes, covering every part of each other's faces.

"Xiao Hui... marry me... okay?" Zi Jian hugged Xiao Hui, secretly pulling down the zipper of her dress.

"This... I... ah..." Suddenly, Xiao Hui's dress slid down to her feet.

A pink bra and a semi-transparent, narrow lace panty, revealing a beautiful body to Zi Jian.

"Ah... and..." Xiao Hui hurriedly covered her private parts with her hands, her face filled with panic. "

Xiao Hui... I love you, marry me." Zi Jian took a step forward, wanting to hug her again.

"No..." Xiao Hui quickly stepped back, bending down to pick up her dress and cover her entire body.

"Xiao Hui..." Zi Jian was stunned, unsure what to do.

"Andy...I...I'm sorry...I..."

"No...Xiaohui, it's my fault, I was too impulsive, I'm sorry."

"This...andy...I...we...it's too fast...I need to think about it,

I'm sorry." "Xiaohui, it's my fault."

"No, don't blame yourself, it's my fault, I...I'm conflicted...we're too far apart in age, your parents definitely won't agree..."

"No, nobody cares about age in America."

"America?"

"My father sent me to America when I was little, I grew up there, don't worry! I'll persuade my father." "

Then...what about your mother? Women definitely won't agree."

"Then you don't need to worry either, my parents divorced when I was little, I don't even know where she is! Even if I see my mother later, I believe she won't object."

"This...andy, let me think about it for a few days, okay? I'll give you an answer in a week.

Sigh...actually, you're still young, you can find someone better than me..."

"Xiaohui, stop saying these things. I know what you're thinking. I'll give you a few days to think it over. I just want to tell you that I won't change my mind. I've made up my mind to marry you."

"Sigh... silly boy!" Xiaohui looked at the man helplessly and couldn't help but sigh.

In the end, Zijian had no choice but to leave Xiaohui's house. Xiaohui watched him leave, thinking to herself, "Sigh!

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Along the way, Zi Jian kept thinking about the gentle Xiao Hui; he was truly infatuated with her.

Just as he was about to get home, the piercing siren of an ambulance suddenly woke him from his reverie. An ambulance sped out of the alley and rushed past his car, and Zi Jian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zi Jian couldn't wait any longer and rushed into the house without parking in the garage.

"Brother! Something bad has happened! Dad has had a heart attack." Sure enough,

as soon as he entered the house, he heard his two younger sisters tell him the bad news.

After finding out which hospital it was, Zi Jian immediately turned around, went out, got into his car, and sped away from the hospital. Zi Jian quickly dialed his aunt Li Ruolan's cell phone in the car to tell her about it.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Zijian searched the emergency room but couldn't find his father or stepmother, deepening his anxiety.

Finally, after asking at the counter, the nurse delivered a devastating answer:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li Datong has..."

Zijian's father was gone. Although he hadn't spent much time with his father, he was still his

father, and Zijian was deeply grieved. Soon after, Li Ruolan arrived at the hospital and learned the tragic news. She and his stepmother wailed and cried inconsolably, while Zijian stood blankly to the side, his mind in turmoil. He couldn't believe that his father, whom he hadn't seen for fifteen years, was gone

after

less than two days. ********** ...

Zijian dialed Xiaohui's phone number but no one answered. A vague sense of unease crept into his heart, so he drove to Xiaohui's house. He rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one answered, deepening his anxiety.

He waited at the door all day, but Xiaohui didn't appear.

For several days, Zijian waited at Xiaohui's door every day, but she never returned home. Zijian grew increasingly heartbroken, thinking about his experiences in the past few days. In just a few days, he had experienced the sweetness of love, then the death of his father, and now he was suffering the pain of heartbreak. Each day, Zijian would only bring a piece of bread to Xiaohui's apartment. After a week, he barely ate or drank, and no matter how the apartment manager tried to persuade him, he remained indifferent, like a walking corpse.

Finally, on the fourteenth day, Zijian's body gave way, and he collapsed at Xiaohui's door.

He didn't know how much time had passed when a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Andy!"

Zijian struggled to open his eyes, and a familiar face appeared before him—it was Xiaohui.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Zijian choked back tears, unable to speak.

"Andy! Don't...don't cry, I'm sorry, I...you...what's wrong?"

Xiaohui immediately noticed that Zijian, whom she hadn't seen for less than a month, looked haggard, his cheeks sunken, and he had clearly lost a lot of weight.

"Xiao...Xiaohui..."

Zijian tried to get up, but he collapsed again, his eyes rolling back as he fell unconscious once more.

"Andy...andy..." Xiaohui cried out anxiously, but he didn't respond.

Soon, Zijian was lying in a hospital bed.

"It's alright, he's just malnourished and weak. Give him an injection, and he'll be fine after a few days of rest," the doctor said to Xiaohui.

After the doctor left, Xiaohui looked at the haggard Zijian and remembered what the apartment manager had told her—that Zijian had been waiting for her for almost half a month. She felt a pang of heartache and guilt.

"How could you be so foolish? Do I deserve this?" Xiaohui gently stroked Zijian's face.

Zijian slowly woke up at that moment, and the person he had been longing for came into view. Tears streamed down his face.

"Xiao...Xiaohui...am I dreaming?"

"No...no...andy." Seeing Zijian's appearance, Xiaohui hugged him tightly, tears also flowing.

"You...you're finally back. You...what have you thought about..." Zijian still hadn't forgotten.

"Ah...andy...I'm sorry...I've made you suffer, I...ah..."

Xiaohui finally broke down in tears.

"Don't...cry...Hui, I don't blame you, it's good that you're back."

"Why are you so foolish? What do I have that makes you treat me like this?"

"Hui, you're wonderful, I love you, I want to marry you, have you forgotten?"

"But..."

"Xiao Hui, please don't leave me again, okay?"

"Andy! I won't leave you again, never again."

"Really! Then...then you promise...you promise..." Zi Jian's eyes finally lit up.

"Andy, I promise you, from this moment on, I am your wife." Xiao Hui gently kissed Zi Jian's cheek.

"Wow! That's wonderful." Zi Jian excitedly sat up in bed.

Xiao Hui was moved by Zi Jian's devotion, inwardly blaming herself for being too conservative. She was already over forty; how could she possibly meet such a devoted man again? Looking at the young and handsome Zi Jian, if she dressed up a little, she wouldn't be too far off from him.

If she persisted with this conservative thinking, the happiness within her grasp would vanish in an instant, and she would never have another chance.

So Xiaohui no longer hesitated; the man before her was the happiness of her future.

(V) Love

Encouraged by love, Zijian recovered quickly and was discharged from the hospital after only one day. Xiaohui couldn't resist Zijian's insistence, so she accompanied him back to her apartment.

"Hui, let's get our marriage certificate tomorrow, okay?"

"Look how impatient you are, are you afraid I'll run away?"

"That's exactly what I'm afraid of!"

"Andy, I've already promised you, and I already consider you my husband in my heart. Don't worry, once you've recovered, we'll get married, okay?" Xiaohui gently pressed her body against Zijian's chest.

"Okay! As you wish." Zijian said, stroking Xiaohui's hair.

"Mmm! Husband." Xiaohui looked up and kissed Zijian.

Zijian hugged Xiaohui tightly in his arms with great love, but because of his previous experience, he didn't dare to be presumptuous again, and simply held her with all his heart.

"Andy, hehe, I suddenly thought of something, it's really interesting."

"What is it?"

"We don't even know each other's names yet!"

"That's right! Xiaohui, what's your last name?"

"Hmm! Me? I take my husband's last name." Xiaohui lightly tapped Zijian's nose and said.

Zijian felt a surge of sweetness in his heart.

"Stop cheating, just tell me."

"Okay! My surname is Lin, and my name is Lin Xiuhui."

"Xiuhui... um, that's a nice name, beautiful inside and out, just like your name."

"Hehe! You're so sweet. Tsk!" Xiaohui kissed Zijian again, "And what about you?"

"Me? Um... Lee, and Yelee."

"I'll say my Chinese name."

"I don't have a Taiwanese ID card, I only have an American one, that's what it says!"

"Hmph, you're the one cheating, no way, I've already told you, you have to tell me too."

"Hehe, okay! My name is Li... Zi... Jian."

"Zijian, um... a strong son, not bad, just like your name."

"Oh! That's so different, you're taking advantage of me."

"Hehe! I'm not as knowledgeable as you!"

"Okay, let me show you how strong your son is." Zijian said, and picked Xiaohui up.

"Ah... haha... put me down... hee... ha... okay... good son... put Mommy down."

"Still talking! I won't put you down." Zijian deliberately spun Xiaohui around in circles.

After a playful exchange, the two embraced passionately again.

"Smack..." Xiaohui hugged Zijian, their lips slowly parting.

"Jian...turn around." Xiaohui said, her cheeks flushed.

"Why?"

"Oh, just turn around!"

Zijian obeyed.

After a while.

"Okay...okay, turn around now!"

Zijian turned around and saw that Xiaohui's dress had slipped to the ground, leaving her wearing only a strapless, pure white bra and a very narrow, semi-transparent lace mesh panty. A very noticeable patch of black pubic hair was clearly visible through the panty. Her beautiful, tanned skin and white underwear were like a finely crafted work of art, captivating Zijian.

"Xiao...Xiaohui..."

"Jian..." Xiaohui shyly leaned closer, burying her face in Zijian's chest.

Zijian naturally pulled her into his arms, his hands resting firmly on Xiaohui's bare back.

"Jian...take it off."

Zijian obeyed Xiaohui's command, unhooking her bra from behind.

The strapless bra fell off easily, revealing Xiaohui's snow-white, high breasts, which, contrasting with her tanned skin, accentuated their firmness.

Xiaohui's cheeks flushed even more.

Zijian could no longer restrain himself, passionately kissing Xiaohui's lips and face, then moving down to her nipple, greedily sucking on it.

"Mmm...Jian...mmm..." Xiaohui, being older than Zijian, lost all restraint once her inhibitions were gone, immediately reaching for Zijian's genitals.

Zijian's lower body was already throbbing with desire.

Xiaohui, with her eyes closed, enjoyed Zijian's caresses, stroking his penis back and forth through his pants. After a while, she unzipped his zipper and slipped her hand deeper into his underwear, making direct contact with his penis.

Encouraged, Zijian naturally reached for Xiaohui's panties, first caressing her bulging breasts through the fabric, then slipping his hand under the elastic band to her vulva, enjoying the soft touch of her pubic hair.

After a passionate caress, Xiaohui's panties had unknowingly rolled up and fallen above her knees. Zijian's shirt was also off, and Xiaohui pulled his penis out of his underwear; the engorged, purplish-red glans was already oozing a sticky fluid.

Xiao Hui suddenly squatted down, grasping Zi Jian's penis in one hand, looking up at him with deep affection. Then, she extended her tongue and gently licked the glans, her eyes still fixed on Zi Jian.

They gazed at each other, Xiao Hui's tongue continuing its work. The clear fluid on the glans stretched into a thin thread on her tongue, which she then quickly sucked into her mouth. Although Zi Jian had had girlfriends before and several years of sexual experience, this scene gave him an unprecedented thrill.

Xiao Hui performed oral sex on him while gazing at him with deep affection, licking his glans, sucking his testicles, and then taking the entire penis into her mouth.

Zi Jian watched as Xiao Hui's mouth was filled to the brim, her cheeks hollowed from sucking his penis, making soft, slurping sounds. Zi Jian caressed Xiao Hui's soft hair and stroked her cheeks, which were still holding his penis. Finally, Zi Jian could no longer hold back; a wave of tingling sensation ran through his lower back, and his semen gushed out, shooting deep into Xiao Hui's throat.

"Hmm...is it comfortable?" Xiaohui asked Zijian while still squatting, licking her lips.

"Oh...Hui...so good...thank you." Zijian also squatted down to kiss Xiaohui.

"No...it's dirty!" Xiaohui turned her mouth away, avoiding Zijian's kiss.

"Hui, you're not afraid of getting dirty, so what's more, it's mine, how could it be dirty?"

Zijian said, kissing Xiaohui's lips. Xiaohui no longer resisted, and once again stuck out her tongue to meet Zijian's passionate kiss.

After a while, Xiaohui grasped Zijian's penis again.

"Wow, it's still so hard, you...want me, right?"

Xiaohui's eyes narrowed into slits, and she lay down on the sofa with a charming look.

Zijian then pressed down on Xiaohui, one hand reaching for Xiaohui's vulva, which was already wet.

Xiaohui grasped Zijian's penis, slowly opening her legs, revealing her entire vulva. Xiaohui's labia were slightly parted, seemingly ready to welcome Zijian's penis into her body.

Xiao Hui held the penis and rubbed it back and forth against her labia, still reluctant to insert it all at once.

Just as Xiao Hui finally parted her labia with the glans, Zi Jian suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping her from continuing.

"Hui...wait...wait."

"What's wrong?"

"Hui...I...I want to say sorry first. I really want to be with you, but..."

"..."

"I know it's a downer to say this now, but I have to, Xiao Hui. I want to wait until you truly become my wife before we're together, because from then on, I will only have you as my wife, and I will only make love with you. I want our union to be a union of love and commitment, not just lust."

"Jian...you...Ming...you're so good, you're really different. I understand. At my age, to still have such a sincere heart from you, I'm so...Ming...so happy. I love you, I love you so much."

Xiao Hui was deeply moved by Zi Jian's words and burst into tears. She knew in her heart that the fact that he could still think of these things at the very moment their genitals were about to unite proved that he truly loved her. Wasn't that what women wanted?

After another tender moment, the two talked until late at night. It was then that Xiao Hui learned that Zi Jian's father had passed away, and she felt even more sorry for him. Xiao Hui promised Zi Jian that they would register their marriage after the 100th day of his father's death. However, they were still missing two notaries. Zi Jian suggested asking his aunt. He told Xiao Hui that his aunt had raised him since he was a child, and it was only natural for her to know about the marriage. Xiao Hui did not object.

(VI) Yan Hong

said that Zi Jian's stepmother, Fang Yan Hong, was grateful that she had transferred part of the property to her daughter's name in time after Li Datong's death. Otherwise, she would have lost everything and let Li Zi Jian take advantage of her. However, how most of Li Datong's property was handled was still in the hands of Li Datong's private lawyer. The lawyer insisted on waiting until after the 100th day of Li Datong's death to announce his arrangements.

But Yan Hong knew in her heart that no matter what, Zi Jian would definitely get the majority of the assets. She couldn't accept this fact because she had sacrificed sixteen years of her youth for this moment, and she couldn't let a stranger take advantage of her for no reason.

So now she was thinking about how to get Zi Jian to give up his inheritance, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find a solution. Even if she sent Zi Jian back to America, she still couldn't change the will in the lawyer's hands. She had tried to test the lawyer to see if she could cooperate with him to use a deceptive scheme to transfer all the assets to her own name. But Li Datong's lawyer and Li Datong were sworn brothers, childhood friends who treated Li Datong like a brother and would never betray him.

The only way now was to target Zi Jian. But how exactly to do it? Yan Hong still had no clue. She had never thought of murder for money; she only loved money, but she wouldn't do something so inhumane. So all she could do was try to get closer to Zijian during these days, hoping for a change in circumstances.

However, ever since Li Datong's funeral, Zijian had been leaving early and returning late, always coming home with a mournful face and not saying a word. Yan Hong hadn't had a chance to say more than a few words to him.

Today, things seemed to have changed, because Zijian came back beaming and greeted her warmly.

"Hi! Stepmother. I'm back."

"Oh...yes..."

Yan Hong felt a little uncomfortable, but soon, she realized there was a turning point.

"What's making you so happy?" Yan Hong asked Zijian gently, her usual coldness gone.

"Oh...nothing...nothing at all! The weather's nice." Zijian didn't want to announce it so soon.

"Okay! Get some rest then. Look at you, you've lost weight these past few days."

Yan Hong didn't want to know why his mood had changed; she only knew she had to seize every opportunity to increase Zijian's favor.

"Oh...I know, thank you, stepmother."

"Hey! Just call me Mom, don't call me stepmother or auntie. Although you're not my biological child, I have a responsibility to take care of you in name. Your father has passed away, if I don't take care of you, who will?"

"This...yes, Mom." Zijian was puzzled by his stepmother's sudden gentleness, but he was immersed in the sweetness of love, and Yan Hong's gentleness only reminded him of Xiao Hui's goodness, so he didn't think much of it.

After returning to his room, Zijian was still unable to fall asleep due to excitement. He kept replaying the intimate moments with Xiao Hui that day.

After some time, there were a few soft knocks on the door.

The door was pushed open, and Yan Hong walked in wearing a pink silk low-cut nightgown.

"Xiaojian, are you asleep?"

"No...not yet. Mom, is something wrong?"

"No, Mom can't sleep, I wanted to talk to someone, will I bother you?"

"No...no, I can't sleep either." Zijian sat up in bed.

"Oh! What's wrong? What's keeping you awake?" Yan Hong had already sat on the edge of the bed.

"N-nothing..." Zi Jian couldn't help but glance at Yan Hong's breasts, which were mostly exposed.

The sharp-eyed Yan Hong immediately noticed, and a different plan suddenly formed in her mind.

"It's good that nothing's wrong."

Yan Hong leaned forward, getting closer to Zi Jian. From Zi Jian's angle, through the loose nightgown, both of Yan Hong's breasts were completely exposed, and Zi Jian could even see her nipples.

"..."

Yan Hong seemed completely oblivious.

"Look at you, so thin." Yan Hong gently stroked Zi Jian's cheek with her fair hand, moving closer.

Zi Jian only smelled a strong fragrance; his beautiful stepmother and firm breasts aroused a physical reaction in his lower body under the covers.

"Mom...I...I'm fine," Zi Jian stammered.

"Sigh! I married your father when I was eighteen, and only had two good-for-nothing daughters, no sons. If you were my own son, how wonderful that would be... Ah! What am I saying? Whether you're my biological son or not, you're still my son! Don't you think so?" "

Yes, Mom." Zi Jian's gaze still couldn't help but drift towards Yan Hong's exposed areas.

Yan Hong remained unmoved, instead holding Zi Jian's hand.

"Child, Mom is getting old, will you take care of me?"

"Of course! Oh, no, you're not old at all."

"Heh! Of course Mom isn't old now, Mom is only thirty-four this year, and I still look more like your older sister. If... if you're not used to calling me Mom, call me Sister, I won't object!"

"Then... then Xiaoting and the others will have to call me Uncle?"

"Hahaha... yes, that wouldn't be good. How about this! You can call me Sister in private!"

"This..."

"That's fine! I also hope to have a younger brother."

"Okay... okay!" "

Hehe... then call him Kankan."

"This..."

"Call him! I want to hear it." By this time, Yan Hong had completely figured out her direction, and suddenly her womanly charm was on full display, and she spoke softly and coquettishly.

"Okay... Sister."

"Hmm... good little brother, good son." Yan Hong suddenly hugged Zijian, kissed his cheek, and deliberately pressed her breasts against Zijian's chest.

Yan Hong's position was now kneeling on the bed. She went a step further, pretending her knees would slip off the sheets, causing her to fall completely onto Zi Jian.

"Ah..." Zi Jian reached out to steady her, but his hand landed squarely on her breasts.

As Yan Hong deliberately fell, she intentionally touched Zi Jian's genitals through the sheets. A long, protruding sensation came from Yan Hong's hand, confirming that her method was correct.

"The sheets are so slippery." Yan Hong slowly got off Zi Jian, deliberately letting the straps on her shoulders slip off her arms.

"Ah..." Suddenly, her loose nightgown slid down to Yan Hong's waist, exposing her two round breasts to Zi Jian. Yan Hong feigned surprise, covering her breasts with her hands and hastily backing off the bed. But as soon as she got off, the nightgown at her waist slipped completely down to her heels, leaving her in a thong-shaped panty tied with silk thread, with only a small piece of black lace covering her private parts.

She bent down to pick up her pajamas, looking disheveled, but as soon as she freed one hand, one breast popped out. So she gave up on the pajamas and covered her breasts with both hands. Finally, she stood there with her head down, looking shy and helpless.

"Sister!" Zijian hurriedly got out of bed to pick up her pajamas.

Zijian watched Yan Hong's perfect performance of this seductive act and was indeed aroused by her. Yan Hong's figure and beauty were obviously far superior to Xiao Hui's.

"Wow... how embarrassing!" Yan Hong saw Zijian approaching and simply hugged him, using her coquettish skills again.

"Sister... come on, let me pick it up for you." Zijian tried to push Yan Hong's hands away, but Yan Hong clung to him like a crab, constantly rubbing her breasts against Zijian's chest. Zijian had no choice but to let her hug him.

"Hmm... I'm not coming anymore, you've seen my body completely."

"I..." Zijian held her soft, fragrant body in his arms, and even a saint couldn't resist his lust. His lower body swelled even more, and through her loose pajama pants, his erection, like a tent, pressed against Yan Hong's lower abdomen. She didn't know what to do.

"Hehe... Look at how shy you are. I didn't ask you to take responsibility. Ah... you... you're not being honest, down there..."

Yan Hong released her arms and looked down at Zijian's erection. Suddenly, it was Zijian's turn to reach out and cover his genitals.

Yan Hong stopped covering herself and simply let her upper body be completely naked in front of Zijian. She thought to herself, strike while the iron is hot, so she secretly untied the bow on one side of her panties, and the only piece of fabric on her body slipped to one side, hanging on her thigh. A thick tuft of pubic hair was completely exposed.

"Wow..." Yan Hong pretended to be startled and reached out to cover herself, but deliberately didn't cover herself completely, leaving a large patch of pubic hair exposed.

The two stood facing each other, unsure of what to do.

Finally, Yan Hong spoke first.

"Sigh! It's alright, Xiao Jian. I'll rely on you for the rest of my life, so I'm practically yours now. Don't even mention letting you see my body, even if... even if... you want my body... I'll do it..."

Yan Hong said, leaning closer and unbuttoning Zi Jian's shirt. Zi Jian let his stepmother do as she did, letting her remove his shirt. Yan Hong then pulled Zi Jian's hands away and slowly pulled off his pajama bottoms.

Faced with his stepmother's teasing, Zi Jian seemed utterly defenseless, letting her undress him piece by piece.

Finally, Yan Hong pulled down Zi Jian's underwear, and a huge penis sprang out. She exclaimed inwardly, "My God! It's so big."

Yan Hong pressed her body against Zi Jian again, reaching out to grasp the penis and rubbing it against her lower abdomen. She pressed her face against Zi Jian and said, "Is Mom ugly?"

"No... Mom is very beautiful."

"Then... do you want to touch Mom's body?"

"This..."

Yan Hong had already pulled Zi Jian's hand to touch her pubic hair.

Zi Jian only felt a sticky, warm breath on his hand, and all the feelings from his entanglement with Xiao Hui during the day were aroused. He couldn't help but actively stroke his stepmother's pubic hair back and forth.

"Bad... bullying Mom... you've made my... all wet... um... bad son... bad little brother..."

Yan Hong revealed her lewdness, using all her tricks to tease Zi Jian.

"Sister..." Zi Jian couldn't resist the temptation of Yan Hong's two breasts swaying from side to side, and lowered his head to suck on Yan Hong's nipple.

"Hmm...good boy...Mom is giving you her body...will you mind?"

"No..." Zijian stammered.

"Hmm...bad son...your cock is so thick...so hard...ah...your hands...make my pussy so itchy..."

"Sizzle...sizzle..." Zijian was only focused on sucking Yan Hong's breasts.

"Hmm...come...to the bed...Mom will give it to you..." Yan Hong turned and lay down on the bed, pulling Zijian towards her.

Yan Hong boldly spread her legs, exposing her entire vulva to Zijian.

"Sister..."

"Is my pussy...pretty? Let me tell you a secret! Mom's body...has never been seen by anyone else...except your father...you are the second, and...Mom's pussy..."

Yan Hong's heart suddenly trembled when she mentioned her father. Her father had just passed away, and now he was about to have incestuous sex with his stepmother. Zijian was stunned.

Yan Hong continued moaning and groaning, unaware that her words had reminded Zi Jian. She still gripped his penis, preparing to insert it into her vagina.

"Mmm... such a thick cock... my vagina... I'm afraid it won't fit... Oh... God... so thick... Mom wants her own son to fuck her... Oh... fuck me... put your big cock into Mom's vagina... fuck Mom..."

Yan Hong was spreading her labia with Zi Jian's glans, a gush of vaginal fluid flowing out. Aside from Zi Jian's father, she had never had sex with another man. Seeing Zi Jian's penis, thicker than her usual vibrator, filled her with excitement and anticipation. However, just as she was about to experience unprecedented sexual pleasure, Zi Jian suddenly jumped up from the bed.

"No... no... I..."

"...Darling, what's wrong?" Yan Hong was completely bewildered.

"Sister...we can't...do this...Dad...just now..."

Yan Hong understood Zi Jian's thoughts upon hearing this, but was at a loss for what to do, so she could only continue to use her seductive skills.

"Don't...don't think so much...a moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold...Mom needs you...come on..."

"Stepmother, we really can't do this, please put your clothes on."

Seeing that Zi Jian's tone had completely calmed down, Yan Hong felt a surge of anger. For a woman, having her desire suddenly extinguished when it was at its peak was more serious than anything else.

Yan Hong's face changed, and just as she was about to explode, a thought struck her. She thought, no, even if things don't work out today, there will be plenty of opportunities later. She couldn't ruin things.

So Yan Hong suddenly covered her face and started crying, and the more she cried, the louder she became.

"Stepmother, you..." Zi Jian was a little at a loss.

One of the most important weapons a woman uses, Yan Hong had used on Zi Jian's father for more than ten years, and it had never failed her. This time was no exception.

"Waaah... I'm so sorry, Dad... Waaah... How can I face anyone... Waaah... Waaah... What should I do... Waaah..."

"Stepmother... Don't... Don't be like this, it's my fault, you didn't do anything wrong, it's all my fault, don't blame yourself."

"Waaah... Xiao Jian... Mom has no face to face anyone... I don't want to live anymore..."

"Stepmother, please stop crying, really don't be like this, it's all my fault, don't think nonsense."

"Waaah... You should still call me Stepmother, you must look down on me... Waaah... What's the point of me living?"

"Sister, it's not true, I won't look down on you, you're really good, it's my fault, I've let you down."

"Really? You're not lying to me?"

"Really, hurry up and get dressed."

"No, I won't get dressed." Seeing that her crying had worked, Yan Hong went even further and started to act coquettishly.

"Why... why?"

"I want you... to help me get dressed..."

"This... isn't that a bit inappropriate!"

"Waaah... I knew it, you saw my body naked and then you're disgusted with me, waaah..."

Yan Hong acted coquettishly and stubbornly.

"This...okay...okay! I'll help you put it on." Zijian reluctantly picked up Yanhong's nightgown and was about to put it on for her.

"Wait...wait...you have to put on my...underwear first..."

Zijian had no choice but to pick up the strapless bra from under the bed. Yanhong automatically raised her hands, wanting Zijian to put it on for her.

Helplessly, Zijian took the bra and put his hands around Yanhong's back, trying to put the bra on her high, firm breasts, but since he couldn't see behind her, he couldn't fasten it.

"Hehe...hehe...it tickles..." Yanhong leaned her head lightly on Zijian's shoulder and giggled. Zijian was confused by Yanhong's alternating crying and laughing, not understanding what this woman was thinking.

After finally managing to fasten the bra, Zijian tried to put the nightgown on her hands, but Yanhong pulled her hands away.

"Not yet...down there..."

Zijian looked at Yanhong's panties, one ribbon untied, the other still tied on her left leg, hanging next to her thick pubic hair.

Yan Hong got up and knelt on the bed, gesturing for Zi Jian to put on her panties.

Zi Jian reluctantly lowered his head and picked up the small black cloth, only to see a patch of white liquid soaking through it. Looking so closely at Yan Hong's vulva, Zi Jian felt a surge of emotion again, but he forced himself to suppress his impulse, covering Yan Hong's pubic hair with her panties and tying a bow on her right thigh.

"Sigh! Xiao Jian, you really won't look down on your sister, will you?"

"Sister, no, don't think like that."

"Then I'm relieved. From now on…"

"Sister, let's stay the same! You're still my mother, my sister."

"Sigh! I mean, from now on… if I'm feeling down, would you still be willing to… chat with me?"

"Of course, no problem!"

"Thank you! You're so kind, *smack*!" Yan Hong kissed Zi Jian's lips again.

"Sister…" Zi Jian didn't know what to say, so he accepted her kiss.

"Don't worry! I won't be so foolish again, unless... unless I get your permission."

Yan Hong's implication couldn't be clearer: she would agree to Zi Jian continuing what he hadn't finished today.

"..." Zi Jian was speechless.

"Alright, you should get some rest. I'm going back to my room. By the way... do you think my lingerie looks good?"

"This... is... very... good."

"Hehe! Just kidding! Goodnight."

Yan Hong finished speaking and swayed her bare hips as she left the room, leaving Zi Jian dumbfounded on the bed. uid1759725 Essence 0 Original 9 Posts Prestige 27 Points Contribution 49 Sponsorship 0 Reading Permissions 60 Online Time 371 Hours Registration Time 2008-8-15 Last Login 2010-7-3 View Details Use Items Report Top Put into Treasure Chest Join VIP Unlimited Browsing Downloads No Gold Coins Deducted, Unlimited Use of FTP Server, Independent Server and Use of VIP Browser! aili123 Wind Passes Through the Corridor

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After a night of tormented lust, Zijian didn't want to be embarrassed by seeing Yan Hong, so he went to find Xiao Hui early in the morning.

Upon seeing Xiaohui, Zijian quickly forgot about the previous night.

Both Zijian and Xiaohui were now immersed in the sweetness of love, their eyes filled with affection; anyone could tell at a glance they were a couple deeply in love.

That day, they began preparing for their wedding. Zijian wired all the necessary wedding documents from the United States, and Xiaohui began decorating her home as their new house.

That afternoon, the two went to a wedding dress company together. Although they didn't plan to host a banquet, they definitely wanted to take wedding photos.

They chose one from among many dress companies. Xiaohui, filled with happiness, tried on various dresses. Looking at Xiaohui, who was as joyful and beautiful as a butterfly, Zijian felt even more certain of his choice.

Finally, Zijian changed into a white suit and was satisfied with his decision.

"Then please pay the deposit first," the saleswoman said to Zijian.

"Oh! Okay." Zijian casually touched his wallet, only to realize he was still wearing the suit he had tried on.

"Xiaohui, could you get my wallet from the fitting room?"

Xiaohui agreed and went into the fitting room to retrieve the wallet from behind Zijian's trousers.

She unintentionally opened Zijian's wallet, and suddenly her face changed, freezing in the fitting room.

Xiaohui saw a yellowed photograph inside the wallet. The person in the photo was a familiar figure—it was herself, a photo of herself and her son when they were little.

The shock in Xiaohui's heart was like a bomb exploding in her head, leaving her reeling.

"No...no...no way...ah..." Xiaohui couldn't believe it, but looking at her son's face in the photo, and thinking of Zijian, she suddenly understood everything. Why she felt an indescribable warmth and familiarity when she first met Zijian—now it was all clear. Zijian was her son, whom she had lost contact with for many years.

This shock was like a bolt from the blue for Xiaohui. Her heart was in turmoil; she was actually preparing to marry her own son.

"No...I can't..." Xiaohui instinctively knew she couldn't marry Zijian.

But then she thought of Zijian's joyful expression and his devoted look when he fell ill for her, and her heart sank again.

"No...I can't let him know..." Xiaohui was terrified that Zijian couldn't handle such a blow. If he knew she was his biological mother, he wouldn't be able to cope.

What should she do? Xiaohui was in a state of utter confusion.

"Xiaohui, Xiaohui." At this moment, Zijian noticed that Xiaohui hadn't come out of the fitting room for a long time and found it strange. Hearing Zijian call her, Xiaohui quickly came out.

"Xiaohui, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale..." Zijian asked worriedly when he saw Xiaohui's pale face.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..."

After paying the deposit, the two walked out of the dress company.

"Xiaohui, are you alright?" Zijian saw that Xiaohui hadn't said a word for a long time and her face was serious, so he couldn't help but worry again.

"Xiaojian, let me ask you, have you...changed your name?"

"This...I'm not too sure, but I remember my mother used to call me Xiaojie when I was little, so I guess I changed it. You'll have to ask my aunt to know."

After hearing this, Xiaohui had no more doubts. Zijian was her biological son—Li Xiaojie.

"..."

Xiaohui's heart sank to the bottom. She didn't know what to do. The person she thought she had found her lifelong happiness was actually her own son, but she couldn't tell him. This made Xiaohui's heart completely conflicted.

"Hui...why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing, I...I'm asking you, do you remember what your mother looks like?"

"This...it's a bit blurry. I only have a photo of me and my mother when I was little. Look."

Xiao Jie took out the photo Xiao Hui had seen from his wallet.

Xiao Hui took the photo, looked at it for a long time, and then fell silent.

"Xiao Jian, if...in the future you...find your mother, if...if you could only choose between your mother and me, who would you choose?" "Hui, what's wrong with you today? You

're talking strangely." "Answer me first, okay?" "Well, I want both of them. Although my mother left me when I was little, I know she loves me very much. She must think of me day and night, just like I do, and she must be very sad. If I find her, I will never let her leave again. As for you, although we've only known each other for a short time, I'm very certain that if I don't have you in the future, I will feel like I'm living a life worse than death. So, whether it's you or my mother, I want you both to be by my side forever." Xiao Hui held back her tears after hearing Zi Jian's words. (I want both... Oh my god! Child, I want both!) "What if... you never find your mother?" "No matter how difficult it is, I will keep searching. If I never see my mother again in this life, it will be the biggest regret of my life." Hearing Zijian's words, Xiaohui felt even more lost. (How can I let you know that I am your mother? But... I can't leave you, I can't let you lose your loved one, and...)

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