Chapter Eleven of Luo Bing's Erotic Chronicles: A Beautiful Widow Struggles in a Sea of Desire Amidst Misfortune

Five days had passed since Yu Yutong, the "Golden Flute Scholar," disappeared without a word. The Red Flower Society members searched everywhere within a hundred miles, but to no avail.

That day, Luo Bing's condition had greatly improved. Feeling stuffy in her room, she headed towards the inn. Just as she passed through the crescent-shaped gate in the back courtyard, she saw Xin Yan rushing towards her

. Upon seeing her, Xin Yan grabbed her hand and pulled her back, anxiously saying, "Sister! Something terrible has happened! Fourth Master has gone mad! You must come quickly!" Luo Bing's heart sank, and she quickened her pace.

Before she even reached Chen Jialuo's room, she could hear "Thunder Hand" roaring incessantly, "It's all my fault! I'm the one who harmed Fourteenth Brother! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Luo Bing arrive. Zhang Jin and Xu Tianhong, each holding one of Wen Tailai's arms, simultaneously released their grip. Zhou Qi quickly walked to her side and whispered, "He was fine just now, but when Fourteenth Brother was mentioned, Fourth Brother..."

Luo Bing nodded slightly, first nodding to Chen Jialuo, then slowly walked to Wen Tailai and said softly, "Fourth Brother, what's wrong? Fourteenth Brother's situation isn't entirely your fault. You two brothers are both loyal and righteous; he'll be alright!"

After saying this, she turned around and, half to herself, addressed the crowd... He said, "Fourth Brother has always felt guilty because Fourteenth Brother ruined his appearance while saving him. This time, I heard that a girl came looking for him, and Fourteenth Brother was probably 'ashamed to see people' and deliberately avoided her. I think nothing will happen! On the contrary, it has stirred up Fourth Brother's worries!"

Zhang Jin chimed in, "Why should a real man care about his appearance? He's not a woman! The important thing is to excel in 'other aspects'. I mean, to achieve something, and naturally, girls will be attracted to him. Fourteenth Brother is just too effeminate..."

"Shut up! Tenth Brother! You don't know anything..." "Thunder Hand," whose emotions had recovered, suddenly shouted, stopping the hunchback from continuing.

Xu Tianhong quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Fourth Brother is right! We don't know anything about Fourteenth Brother's matter, but I believe he's not a womanizer. However, waiting like this isn't a solution, Chief! In my opinion, Tongguan is 500 li away from here, a major town in the Northwest with better information. Why don't we go there first and see if we can make any progress?"

Chen Jialuo, who had been silently pondering the problem, replied, "Seventh Brother is right, that's what I was thinking too!"

He then walked up to Wen Tailai, took his hand, and said sincerely, "Fourth Brother! Everyone in our guild values their brothers' affairs more than their own. Anyone else would have done the same in Hangzhou. I believe Fourteenth Brother wouldn't take the disfigurement to heart. Although I don't know the reason yet, I'm sure it's for something else. Fourth Brother, you don't need to blame yourself too much!"

Wen Tailai sat blankly in his chair, opened his mouth, glanced at Luo Bing beside him, who was staring blankly at the tips of her shoes, seemingly lost in thought. He sighed and lowered his head.

Since that night, Wen Tailai had been in a depressed mood. He had expected Luo Bing to have a strong reaction, but she was frighteningly calm. Everyone blamed the mysterious woman for Yu Yutong's failure to return for days. Only "Thunder Hand" knew in his heart that the truth was not so, but he was unable to speak up. Several times he wanted to ask his wife what exactly happened that day, but when he met Luo Bing's indifferent expression, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, making this straightforward man almost go crazy.

Back in their room, Luo Bing, as usual, wrung out a hot towel and handed it to Wen Tailai. She then turned to pack their belongings, preparing to depart early the next morning. Wen Tailai, sitting in his chair, stretched out his arm and embraced his wife's waist, saying painfully, "Bingmei! I'm so sorry! Scold me! Hit me! I...I can't take it anymore! Please, say something!"

Luo Bing slowly turned around. Her previously tense face softened instantly upon seeing the tears welling in her husband's eyes. She sighed deeply, reached out her slender hand, and gently stroked her husband's rough cheek, saying tenderly, "Brother! You haven't trimmed your beard in so long, let me shave it for you! Hehe! It'll be quick!"

"Bingmei! You..."

"Shh! Sit still! We'll talk later!"

Wen Tailai couldn't understand—what was a woman thinking? So unfathomable! Therefore, he sat blankly in his chair like a wooden doll.

Luo Bing placed a basin of hot water on the table, picked up a towel from inside, wrung it out slightly, and applied it to her husband's face, leaving only his eyes and above exposed. Then, she straddled Wen Tailai's lap, took out a short knife from her bosom, wiped it on her clothes, and then lifted the towel to begin scraping intently.

Wen Tailai stared intently at his wife's beautiful face, as if the happy times of the past had returned. His hands naturally circled Luo Bing's round buttocks, his tiger-like palms habitually kneading her plump buttocks, but his uncooperative parts remained unresponsive. He couldn't help but sigh dejectedly.

At this moment, Luo Bing had finished shaving and was wiping her chin with a wet wipe. Hearing her husband's sigh, she slowly nestled into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and said softly, "Brother, do you not want me anymore? Why did you do this?"

Wen Tailai gently stroked his wife's hair, his voice choked with sobs, "Bingmei! You are the person I love most, how could I bear to leave you? But... I can't give you happiness. Fourteenth Brother has been incredibly kind to me, and I see... I can see he cares deeply for you. Alas! Bingmei! I can't bear to part with you! But I want you to be happy!"

"Brother! Have you ever thought about my feelings? We are husband and wife! What can't we discuss? How could you treat me like... like merchandise, giving me away to whomever you want? And... and... you even used drugs on me, do you know Fourteenth Brother... he... he... sob... sob... I..." As she spoke, Luo Bing was already crying like a pear blossom in the rain, unable to speak coherently.

Wen Tailai held her tightly to his chest, his heart aching with tenderness, constantly comforting her, tears welling in his own eyes.

After a moment, Luo Bing seemed to have made up her mind. She took a deep breath, raised her upper body, looked into her husband's eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother! I...I did something I'm sorry for, I..."

Wen Tailai covered Luo Bing's mouth with his hand, saying urgently, "It's my fault! Don't blame me! I'm the one who's sorry!"

"No! Brother! It's me..." "

Bingmei! Don't say anymore! Let's rest early! We have to travel tomorrow morning!"

"Sigh..." Luo Bing let out a long sigh.

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"Tiger Might Escort Agency" was located in the northwest corner of Jinling City, a large manor with four courtyards. At the second watch of the night, a dark figure, swift as a cat, leaped across the rooftops several times before darting towards a two-story embroidered pavilion in the backyard. He glanced around the corridor, then, with a slight push against the door, deftly slipped inside. The newcomer seemed quite familiar with the surroundings, quickly entering the inner room and standing outside the bed curtains, gazing at the sleeping beauty on the bed.

"Sai Guiying" Ye Qiuyu had been particularly downcast these past few days, perhaps due to the weather. The desolation of late autumn was especially melancholic. Her husband's death anniversary was fast approaching; time flew by! Almost a year had passed in the blink of an eye, but who could understand the loneliness, emptiness, and unbearable suffering of a young woman in the prime of her life, facing her empty, silent chamber day after day, tears wetting her pillow, biting through the blankets?

Last night, for no apparent reason, she thought of her husband again, and even more so of their lovemaking in bed—how his hands roamed over her smooth, satin-like skin, how his warm lips and tongue sucked on her swollen, erect nipples, making her unbearably itchy, shamelessly pulling on his hot, erect penis and guiding it into her overflowing, wet vagina, even actively thrusting her plump buttocks to meet his thrusts… All these memories made Ye Qiuyu unable to resist inserting her fingers into her vagina for a long time before going to sleep, releasing a large amount of vaginal fluid before finally falling into a deep sleep.

At this moment, she was slightly turned inward, the brocade quilt only covering her chest and abdomen, her snow-white thighs slightly bent, with half of her plump buttocks exposed. The moonlight from the window shone on this beautiful scene, revealing two honeyed lips tightly holding an inserted finger, the dark pubic hair on the lips extending to the area around her anus, vaguely glistening with moisture, and traces of vaginal fluid visible everywhere on her pink, snowy buttocks.

Even Liu Xiahui would be moved by this scene. The night traveler, without hesitation, stripped off all his clothes, not caring at all about waking the woman from her dream. After climbing onto the bed, he immediately pressed his lower abdomen against "Sai Guiying's" snowy buttocks and leaned down to kiss her pink neck.

Although Ye Qiuyu was exhausted and had a deep erotic dream, she was still awakened immediately. She found herself being held by a naked man, with a hot, hard object pressing against her entrance. Instinctively, she wanted to struggle and scream, but then a deep male voice said in her ear:

"Don't scream! Baby! Do you remember me? You don't want to disturb Old Man Mo, do you? Heh! Heh! I don't care. If I want to leave, no one can stop me. What! It's only been a little over a year, and you've already forgotten your old lover?"

The magnetic voice immediately stirred up Ye Qiuyu's unforgettable memories of the past, and her body trembled slightly. She asked in a trembling voice, "It's you? Didn't you say you wouldn't come looking for me again after that? How come..."

“That’s right! Our principle has always been like this, but there are exceptions sometimes, for example: your husband is dead, I know you must be very lonely and must miss me, so I came! ...Hey! Hey! I told you so, didn’t I? Look at this! It’s all wet!”

As the Night Walker spoke, he used his index and thumb fingers to tease Ye Qiuyu’s nipples, while his other hand kept scratching her ears and neck. His penis slowly moved along the crevice of her vagina, sometimes the large glans would push open the two wet labia and enter her vagina, but he would immediately pull it out and continue to rub against the outside of her vagina at a leisurely pace.

Soon, Sai Guiying's desire was aroused, and her long-dormant body responded with genuine thirst. So when the night traveler wiped his hand, which was covered in her wetness, and held it in front of her, she blushed with shame. But she knew how powerful he was, and while she was still rational, she pleaded in a trembling voice:

"Brother! Please spare me! Remember how obedient I was back then? You said that as long as I was good, you wouldn't make things difficult for me again. How could you forget that?"

"Good! Little darling! You finally remember how you called me back then. Don't worry! Today, your brother is just here to convey a few words from the Lord and to pamper you a bit. As long as you're still obedient, we won't do that 'Su San's release' thing today."

Ye Qiuyu felt reassured upon hearing this and hurriedly said, "Okay! Okay! As long as I can do it, I'll definitely be obedient. You...you...take your hands away first, okay?"

The Night Walker chuckled coldly twice, released her body, and said, "You little slut! Still trying to play the chastity arch? When I came here, I saw you sticking your fingers into your cunt. You're clearly thinking about men's dicks. Stop pretending to be a virtuous woman! Your body...I..." " You've never played with that before? I bet you don't even know how many pubic hairs you have, let alone your dead husband!"

Ye Qiuyu was so ashamed she wanted to disappear, and she began to sob softly. Hearing him insult her deceased husband, she couldn't help but raise her head angrily and say, "Shut up! You're not allowed to insult my deceased husband! If you hadn't used such despicable means back then, I wouldn't have done such a shameless thing. You...you...you get out!"

The Night Walker saw that her angry appearance had a unique charm, and he couldn't help but feel itchy. Without answering, he turned around and pressed down on her, kissing her cherry lips. His hands went under her nightgown and caressed her smooth body, pressing down on her swollen vulva and rubbing her clitoris.

Ye Qiuyu initially struggled fiercely, but the other's nimble tongue seemed to be coated in honey, making her unwilling to let go. Wherever that devil's hand touched, it felt like warm currents moving through her body, incredibly comfortable. Waves of trembling pleasure emanated from her flesh, and her lustful fluids gushed out like an endless spring, which she could clearly feel herself. At this moment, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly: 'So be it! So be it! I'll just consider it a debt I owed this devil in my past life! Let him be!' Once her

defenses crumbled, lust spread like wildfire, rapidly increasing the temperature in the small room. The quilt had slipped off the bed, and her thin nightgown was torn to shreds. Their naked bodies were intertwined, and Ye Qiuyu became even more wanton and thirsty. One jade arm was tightly wrapped around his neck, her small mouth sucking on his tongue, her breath coming in short gasps. Her other jade hand gripped his thick, hard penis, stroking it vigorously and occasionally rubbing it against her honeyed lips…

Finally, the Night Walker broke free from her entanglement of lips and tongue, lifted himself up, grabbed her full breasts with both hands, and thrust his thick penis into her dripping, lustful hole with a rapid, violent thrusting. Ye Qiuyu desperately arched her buttocks, matching the thrusts of his penis, causing her vagina to pound against his penis. For a moment, only the sounds of “slap! slap!” echoed, particularly clear in the quiet night.

Gradually, intermittent moans escaped from Sai Guiying's small mouth. Finally, she couldn't help but cry out, "Dear brother! Fuck me to death!... Oh! Oh!... Hit... your flower! Ah~ Ah~ Ah! I can't take it anymore!... Dear husband! I'm giving myself to you!... Hmm~ Hmm~ Ah~"

After a series of spasms, she tightly hugged the other's buttocks with both hands, her body tense. Then, with a long sigh, she went limp. Almost simultaneously, after a few rapid thrusts, the Night Walker lowered his head and bit down on one of her large breasts. He thrust his hips upwards, his glans kissing her cervix as he ejaculated a thick stream of semen. After the passion

subsided

, the Night Walker held "Sai Guiying's" delicate body tightly, his hand still idly playing with her ample breasts, and said with a smile, "You slut! Are you satisfied yet? Want to try another 'three trials'?"

Ye Qiuyu glared at him fiercely and said, "You bastard! You've practically crushed my bones! Still going? Besides, it's almost dawn! Tell me what you need to say and let's go!"

The Night Walker chuckled a few times, then lowered his head and whispered something in her ear...

"What? No! No! You can't do that! I can't do it!... Ah~ It hurts!"

It turned out that when the Night Walker heard "Sai Guiying" refuse him, he forcefully pulled down her breast, causing it to immediately swell and turn red. Then he said in a deep voice, "You'd better be sensible! This is no longer your decision. You don't want your affair to become public knowledge, do you? Be a good girl! You'll get your benefits in the future! Your brother will often come to pamper you."

Ye Qiuyu was truly on the verge of tears. The other party's words were like a thunderbolt, terrifying her. She could only nod in agreement, tears welling in her eyes.

Seeing her change of heart, the night traveler was overjoyed and pulled her close again, saying, "My little darling, that's a good girl! Come here! Brother will give you a taste of his cock! Quick! Take it in your mouth!"

"Mmm~~ Brother! It's almost dawn! It's bad if we get discovered! Ooh~~ Oh!... Oh~~... Mmm~~ Mmm~~"

A spring breeze stirred again in the room, the rising sun began to cast its white light, and the rumble of cars could be heard in the distance. A new day had begun, but the dark intrigue would continue. This was the "Martial World."

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Postscript:

The latter half of this chapter was originally supposed to appear in Chapter Thirteen, because although Luo Bing's storyline is the main focus, after reading ten chapters in a row, readers might get tired of it! So, I temporarily rearranged the plot, and I hope everyone will enjoy it!

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