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I run into the couple who live downstairs almost every day. We go to work and come home around the same time. We exchange a few words each time, and over time, we've become quite familiar. The man is a kind-hearted private business owner, and the woman is a very beautiful TV presenter.

Recently, a young man moved into their house. It turns out he's the man's cousin, who found a job in the city and is temporarily staying with them. The man is handsome and eloquent. After only a few meetings, he's already calling me "brother."
Lately, the man's expression has been rather unpleasant. Occasionally, I'll stand at their door and see his cousin always leering at his wife. No wonder!

That noon, the man downstairs came to my house, saying, "I'm so angry!" "Are you jealous?" Before he could finish, I said, "Your cousin is really something, he has to be careful what he says to his wife." He opened his eyes wide and said, "Exactly! I'm so angry, but I don't know how to tell them." I said, "Are you sure you trust your wife?"
He said, "Of course I trust her, she's a person who can tell right from wrong. But I really don't trust my cousin, and I don't want to kick him out." I said, "Aren't you always at home? That's why he wouldn't dare to do anything reckless." He said, "This afternoon, I'm going to Hangzhou for a product exhibition, it'll be several days. I didn't want to trouble you, but I'm really worried, and I don't know how to tell my wife, so I wanted to ask you to keep an eye on things." I laughed and said, "Brother, you're so thoughtful." He said, "What's so funny? What would you do if a pervert lived with your wife?" I immediately stopped laughing. He's right, such a lovely wife and warm family deserve to be cherished. I said, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on your cousin! But how?" He pointed to my computer in the living room and said, "Don't you have a webcam installed on your computer for chatting? Put that little thing in the big chandelier in my living room, and it shouldn't be noticed." I was surprised and said, "Brother, that's really creative!" He patted my shoulder and said seriously, "I've been thinking about this for days, and this terrible idea is the only one that puts my mind at ease!" "Okay," I said, "I'll do my best!"
That afternoon, I didn't go to work and carefully installed the webcam with my good neighbor. To connect the video cable to my house, we even drilled through the ceiling. It was a huge undertaking! Luckily, my wife went back to her parents' home in the countryside for a few days because of her pregnancy, otherwise, I would have been scolded to death. To be on the safe side, we also bought a hearing aid for the elderly and put it in the chandelier for monitoring. At 3:30, his company car came to pick him up. My neighbor handed me his house key and said, "Thank you so much. I was really worried my cousin might go berserk! But if everything goes well, please don't let my wife know we installed a camera; she'll definitely think I don't trust her."
Then he got into his car and drove away.

It was a sweltering summer day, and I was exhausted from work these past few days. I fell into a deep sleep as soon as I got home. I woke up at 7 PM and quickly turned on my computer. The surveillance footage was very clear; perhaps because my hearing aid was set too high, I could even hear a person's breathing. The hostess was preparing dinner when the host's cousin stared intently at her. After a while, he went into the kitchen and stood very close to her, pretending to watch her cook. He said, "Sister-in-law, your cooking is amazing! Even the chefs at hotels might not be a third as good as you." The hostess scoffed, "Don't flatter me." The hostess was wearing a gorgeous Western-style suit with a low neckline and a short, narrow skirt. As she bent over to wash vegetables, the young man's eyes were fixed on her neckline, giving her a clear view. I could even see most of her white breasts on the webcam. While she was cooking, the young man pretended to help him clean up the trash on the floor, his eyes still fixed on her skirt! He seemed to grow increasingly lustful as he looked; I heard his breathing become rapid. Suddenly, he boldly reached out and pinched her buttocks. The hostess turned to him sternly and said, "Please have some self-respect!" He grinned and said, "Sister-in-law is so charming, I couldn't help myself." I felt a chill run down my spine in front of my computer. My God! What a pervert! (To be honest, that guy is really handsome, tall, with a confident look in his eyes. Who would have thought his character is so depraved! Just imagine how many pure and beautiful girls have been defiled by this little lecher.) I felt a deep sense of responsibility; for the sake of good people's safety, I couldn't fall asleep tonight!

I quickly made myself a bowl of instant noodles and sat down at the computer to continue monitoring. Right now, the two of them were eating. This guy started bragging about all sorts of lewd and ridiculous things. The woman initially had a tense expression, but later, she was amused by this eloquent young man. (Actually, I laughed too; this guy is indeed very eloquent.)
He chatted and laughed for an hour, and then he offered to wash the dishes for the woman. The woman seemed to have forgotten about being touched on the buttocks earlier (was she confused by the jokes?) and started talking to him with a smile. A moment later, the woman said, "The kitchen is yours now. I'm going to take a shower first." "Okay," the guy said excitedly, "I'll wash the dishes, you take a shower." (The bathroom door was made of frosted glass.) After the woman went into the bathroom with a change of pajamas, the guy deliberately turned up the tap and then turned off the lights in the living room and kitchen. The bathroom became very bright, and I could vaguely see the woman's body. She was slowly taking off her clothes, gradually revealing her alluring figure. No wonder she was a TV presenter; her figure was stunning! A slender, bony back, shapely, slightly upturned breasts, a small bottom, and long, slender legs… (I was also very excited at this point). Suddenly, the guy went to the kitchen, took a glass of water, and gently poured it onto the frosted glass of the bathroom door! Good heavens, like magic, the frosted glass became as clear as ordinary glass where the water flowed, and the woman's beautiful naked body was clearly visible before my eyes! The bathroom was probably too brightly lit, while it was pitch black outside. The woman hadn't noticed and was admiring her reflection in the mirror. Without a doubt, that guy must have studied at a "beast academy" for four years! After spying for a while, he suddenly ran outside and turned on the kitchen and living room lights. Then he took a credit card from his shirt pocket and quietly slipped it through the crack in the bathroom door. The woman was lying in the bathtub when the door opened. He quickly put the credit card away, said, "Are you done showering?" and then rushed inside with lightning speed. Damn it! I hurriedly grabbed the keys from downstairs and prepared to rush down, but just as I reached my front door, I heard the woman's voice from the speakers, not one of alarm: "What's wrong with the door?"

She was just a little nervous, a towel and white foam covering her body. The little lecher feigned surprise and said, "The door's open! I thought you were finished showering!" The woman said, "Aren't you going to get out? You're so embarrassing!"

The guy deliberately bent over and said, "I have diarrhea, I can't take it anymore!" Then, he pulled down his pants and sat on the toilet opposite the woman. The woman stared at him blankly, bewildered by this unexpected action. The guy pretended to have a terrible stomachache and said, "It hurts so much, I have to go." The woman nervously covered her upper body with the towel, her legs tightly pressed together. Because the bathtub was much shorter than her height, her sexy knees and part of her legs were exposed above the water, like a lotus emerging from the water. (Of course, now was not the time to rush down.) I returned to my computer, on high alert.

The woman, blushing, said, "Could you hurry up?" She didn't dare move an inch in the water. The young man feigned pain and said, "Do you think I don't want to?" However, his eyes were fixed on her body as he said, "Sister-in-law, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." The woman lowered her head and remained silent. Because she didn't move, the white foam in the bath quickly disappeared, and the water became clear. The woman's back was to the camera, and the lecherous man was opposite her. His gaze grew increasingly wicked, fixed on her lower body. The woman noticed that her lower body was now clearly exposed to the young man. She quickly lowered her knees, but because the bathtub was short, her upper body floated above the water. In her haste, she accidentally dropped her towel… The woman blushed deeply and shouted, "Get out of here!" The young man shamelessly said, "I didn't mean to. Sister-in-law is too beautiful." The woman didn't know what to do, her eyes welling up with tears. The young man said, "Okay, I'll just poop this much first, maybe I can hold it for a while." The woman said in an almost pleading tone, "Please get out of here." The little lecher took out a few sheets of toilet paper, stood up from the toilet, ??? (Stand up to wipe his butt?) Good heavens! Heaven is blind! The young man's engorged penis was almost 20 centimeters long! The woman was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!" She said, "So big!" The young man winked at the woman seductively and said, "My cousin's is too small. I've been making fun of him since we were little." The woman quickly lowered her head, and the young man said while wiping his butt, "If you like it, sister-in-law, I can give it to you." The woman shouted angrily, "Get out!" The young man quickly pulled up his pants and went outside.

The woman jumped out of the bathtub and slammed the door shut.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I was truly lucky to have married such a beautiful and loyal woman. An ordinary woman (or rather, the kind of woman described by many netizens on sexhu) would have long been taken by this handsome, eloquent man with a penis as thin as a bamboo pole. Her husband was also good; young and promising (two years older than me, yet already owning a sizable business), but honest and kind, and wouldn't stray. Such a man should be considered the cream of the crop among modern men. This further strengthened my sense of mission to protect this family.

A while later, the woman, wearing her pajamas, came out of the bathroom and glared fiercely at the little lecher sitting on the sofa watching TV. The boy stood up, looking very sincere, and said, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I didn't mean to." The woman ignored him and went into her bedroom. The little lecher hurriedly followed, then suddenly appeared in front of her, tears streaming down his face. The woman was stunned. (Me too, this guy really did it.) He said, "Sister-in-law, you think too badly of me, I really didn't mean it." Being relatives, the lady of the house quickly helped him up, saying, "Don't be like that, of course I know you didn't mean it, it's just so embarrassing." The little lecher burst into laughter through his tears, saying, "If you don't forgive me, I'll definitely hang myself tonight. I'll go to the King of Hell with my virginity!"
The lady of the house sneered, "Virgin?" He said, "Yes! I want to save my virginity for the woman I love most."

Seeing his affected expression, the lady of the house couldn't help but laugh. The little lecher pretended to look at her affectionately. (Holy crap!

He's so handsome!) The lady of the house accidentally met his gaze, quickly lowered her head, her face flushed. The little lecher continued to gaze at her affectionately. The lady of the house sat down on the table beside her and said, "What's wrong? Do I have a lot of fleas?" The little lecher also sat down beside her and said, "Sister-in-law, if only I were my cousin."
The lady of the house glanced at him but didn't say anything. The little lecher approached her and said, "After starting work at this company, I found there are many beautiful girls." The woman said, "Then you're lucky; you can marry a wife with good prospects."

The little lecher said, "They're all interested in me, but I ignore them." The woman looked at him and said, "Why?" He said, "Because of my sister-in-law." The woman stood up and said, "Don't think nonsense. There are many girls prettier than me." The little lecher smiled and said, "Let's have a drink first, and then I'll ask you some questions." The woman went into her bedroom and closed the door. The little lecher called out from outside, "Sister-in-law, something really happened." The woman inside said loudly, "I'm changing my clothes." The little lecher took two conspicuous cans from the refrigerator. The refrigerator was facing away from the camera, so his movements couldn't be seen, but it seemed like he took something out of his pocket, and then a white piece of paper was thrown into the trash can. (It's a shame I'm not a detective; I didn't notice at the time. Thinking back, he must have put an aphrodisiac powder in one of the drinks.)

The woman, dressed formally, came out of the room. Clearly, she had only intended to wear her pajamas before going into the bathroom, but now she was wary of that little lecher. He handed her the drink, saying, "It's so hot."
The woman sat down at the table opposite him and said, "Okay, let's talk about your topic." The little lecher said, "I'm 23, and I want to find a woman as good as you, sister-in-law, to be my wife. Do you think I'm qualified?" The woman seemed a little embarrassed, took a sip of her drink, and said, "Women like me aren't the best." He said, "But I just like women like you, sister-in-law. The first time I saw you..." (This guy is really cunning!)
The air was quiet. The little lecher looked at the woman affectionately and said, "I...I've fallen in love with you, sister-in-law." The woman said sternly, "Don't talk nonsense!" The little lecher pretended to be disappointed and distressed, saying, "Heaven is so unfair to me, I'm so chaste..." "After 23 years of waiting, the person of my dreams has become my brother's wife." The hostess took a big gulp of her drink and said, "You're handsome, and a college graduate. Finding an ideal girl would be easy for you. But don't you think it's shameless to treat your cousin's wife like this?" Watching the hostess keep drinking her soda, the young man's eyes were filled with wicked thoughts. (I really didn't want to see his handsome face; fate is cruel.) He stood up and sat down next to the hostess, whispering, "If you weren't married, would you like a man like me?" The hostess sneered, "If a man like your cousin hadn't appeared in front of me at the same time, I might have chosen you." (I chuckled inwardly; that was brilliant!) The little lecher was shameless, saying, "Don't you want to try a better love?

It's the 21st century; foreigners were already very open about this kind of thing back in the 70s and 80s." The hostess stood up, sat opposite him, and mocked, "Would I like someone like you? What makes you so confident?" "The little lecherous worm said with wicked eyes, 'Just look at that python in my lower body.' Perhaps the aphrodisiac was starting to take effect; the mistress felt very hot and simply drank all the soda. But the situation worsened; she felt drowsy and lay down on the bed.

(I also found it a bit strange. Was she sleepy? It couldn't be so early, could it? Maybe she was too tired from work. At the time, I just didn't think that this beast had put an aphrodisiac on her.) The mistress's breathing became very rapid. The little lecherous worm said wickedly to her, 'What's wrong? Sister-in-law, are you too tired?' The mistress nodded and said softly, 'Maybe so. Suddenly I feel a tingling sensation all over my body.' The little lecherous worm helped the mistress up and said, 'Let me take you back to your room to rest.'"

The woman was practically carried into the room by him (the camera footage is blank; this room isn't visible). What to do? I rushed downstairs. Behind the neighbor's bedroom window was a wall, to the left was a kitchen protrusion, and to the right was a building under construction. The curtains weren't drawn tightly, leaving a gap. Through this gap, I could barely see two figures (it's hard to be seen if you're spying here). Inside, the little pervert was sitting on the edge of the woman's bed. The woman seemed itchy all over, scratching herself all over. The little pervert's hand reached towards the woman's chest, and she tried to push his hand away, grabbing a blanket to cover herself. The lecherous man was kneading the woman's breasts through the blanket. (At this moment, I, outside the window, tightly gripped the key to his house, ready to pounce at the first cry for help and beat the bastard half to death!) Strangely, the woman simply pushed his hand away, turned over, and lay down on the bed. The man boldly reached his hand under her crotch, probing her genitals through the thin blanket. As if electrocuted, the woman let out a seductive moan, her upper body arching in excitement. (I didn't understand, I couldn't comprehend it. How could this be? She should have been yelling at the lecherous man and resisting fiercely, but why was she like this?) The woman half-heartedly resisted, not trying to stop the lecherous man's lewd actions, only repeatedly saying, "No, no, no…" But soon, these words were completely replaced by sounds like "Mmm, mmm, ah…". My mind was a mess. Logically, this shouldn't be the outcome! She couldn't possibly be a woman who could be so easily violated! (I just never imagined it was the result of that guy putting aphrodisiacs on her! My sins!) I could only stand quietly outside the window, watching, my mind a mess, like an ant on a hot pan, completely at a loss. The way things were unfolding was entirely unexpected; I hadn't even considered how to handle this situation.

At this moment, the woman had been turned over by the guy, her eyes closed, letting the little lecher caress her breasts and lower body, but her hands were still tightly gripping the blanket, not letting the little lecher take it off her body (in fact, this was a loyal woman's desperate resistance under the influence of drugs, her will eroded). Her rapid breathing and increasingly passionate moans made me, standing outside the window, feel so disappointed.

The little lecher leaned down to kiss her, making a slurping sound as his tongue entered her mouth. The woman pushed his head away, and the little lecher seized the opportunity to snatch the blanket from her body. His hand slipped under the mistress's blouse, kneading her breasts. She weakly pushed him away, but soon her grip tightened, and she ecstatically accepted his caresses, her usually serious face now showing a look of pure bliss. He slowly began to undress her. When he reached for her panties, she tightly clamped her legs together and turned away (a last act of resistance from a virtuous woman). He roughly tore her white panties. (If you didn't know he'd used an aphrodisiac, could you call this rape?) The moment her

panties were ripped off, she completely surrendered, spreading her legs and lying on the bed, moaning excitedly, her hair disheveled. He quickly stripped naked, his 20-centimeter-long penis erect. He grabbed her legs, pulling her buttocks to the edge of the bed, then raised his penis and thrust it into her glistening, wet vagina. The mistress let out a long groan, "Ah..." Her eyes rolled back, and her whole body began to twist violently. The little lecherous man remained still, watching her with a giggle. The mistress continued to twist her lower body, her slender legs twitching slightly. (I looked closely at their point of contact—good heavens! Half of his long penis was still outside.) He lifted the mistress's slender waist, gently thrusting his penis in and out of her wet lower body, changing the angle of insertion intermittently. The mistress began to moan ecstatically, her hands tightly gripping the little lecherous man's arms, her body undulating like waves, involuntarily twisting up, down, left, and right. The mistress's alluring moans also instinctively aroused me. I gently pulled back a corner of the curtain with my fingers, and their bodies were clearly displayed before my eyes. The mistress's narrow hips, the pink walls of her vaginal opening being pulled out and pushed back in by the thick penis, her thin labia tightly clinging to the man's thick, long penis. The lecherous man, panting, asked, "Sister-in-law, is it good?" The woman groaned but didn't speak. He

slowly pushed his exposed penis into her body. She screamed and desperately tried to back away. He climbed onto the bed and said, "Sister-in-law, say something! Is it good?" She bent her head, refusing to look at him. He straddled her slender body and forcefully thrust his penis inside her. She struggled painfully beneath him, his long penis submerging her lower body. She groaned wildly, whether from intense pain or intense pleasure, it was hard to tell. He twisted his waist, his thick penis mercilessly ravaging her tender, narrow vagina. She seemed to have lost her mind, groaning loudly, "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

her hands gripping the pillow so tightly she tore it. He whispered in her ear, "Sister-in-law, do you want an orgasm?" She nodded haphazardly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. (I stood outside the window, my once erect penis suddenly went limp. The woman in front of me seemed like my own wife, and I was consumed by jealousy, a sour feeling creeped out. My wife had been violated like that by a pervert; how shameful! I felt sorry for my honest and kind neighbor.) Inside the room, the little lecherous insect was violently thrusting into the woman's vagina. Her body kept curling back, her upper body now upright, leaning against the headboard. Her legs were being forcefully pressed to the sides by the insect's hands, her genitals completely exposed and being ravaged by it. The vaginal fluid squeezed out from her body completely soaked their pubic hair, mixing together. The woman's moans grew more rapid, her breathing becoming labored. Suddenly, she tightly embraced the little lecher's head, nearly screaming, "Ah...ah! Oh! Oh!" Clearly, she had climaxed. The little lecher looked wickedly at her convulsing face, his lower body pressed tightly against her vulva. Suddenly, he too began thrusting his penis violently, "Ah! Ah!" A moment later, he collapsed weakly onto the slender woman's body. He withdrew his soft penis, white semen gushing from her vagina.
I couldn't bear to watch any longer, and walked home, my heart heavy. What should I do? Could I tell her husband? A loving couple would surely be torn apart because of this. But would they ever be as loving as before? My heart was pounding! I hated this shameless man, and I hated the heavens for being so blind, allowing such a man to be so handsome! (Perhaps many netizens will laugh when they see this, thinking, "What does this have to do with me? This kind of thing is so common now, it doesn't even necessarily affect the relationship between husband and wife. How could I, a fool, have such thoughts?")

I turned on the computer. On the screen, the woman was taking a shower in the bathroom. After a while, she came out in her pajamas, sat on the sofa, and cried with her head down. That little lecher also came out of the room naked, sat down next to the woman, and said, "Alright, my dear sister, what era are we living in? You're still so conservative?" The woman kept her head down and ignored him. He hugged the woman's waist and said, "Isn't it just that kind of thing? How long can youth last? My cousin doesn't know, and you and I got to enjoy ourselves. No one got hurt! It's just that God had eyes and blessed the lovers." The woman still didn't speak, but she stopped crying. The lecherous man said again, "I swear, I will love you well and never reveal this secret! I'd rather die than let my cousin know." The woman glanced at him, and the lecherous man slipped his hand inside her collar, caressing her breasts, and said, "It's late, let's sleep together." Then he picked her up and carried her to her and her husband's bedroom. I angrily shut down the computer! Could such an excellent woman be so easily conquered by that kind of despicable man? I ran into the bathroom and took a long, cold shower…

The next morning, I turned on the computer and watched the monitor. The woman was on the phone. Listening closely, I realized it was her husband calling. It was about trivial things, but before hanging up, her husband asked, "Is my cousin well-behaved?" The woman took a deep breath and said, "He's fine, don't overthink it."
It seemed the woman had become that lecherous man's sex slave. Perhaps no one would get hurt (if the woman could restrain herself after her husband returned), perhaps all women are unable to resist their instinctive desires, perhaps I'm too conservative, what's so great about all this? In this day and age, it has long become commonplace, or even a fashion trend...

At noon, back home, the surveillance footage showed the woman washing dishes while the lecherous man lay on the sofa watching TV. The woman said from the kitchen, "I'm so tired today, can you help me wash the dishes?" The lecherous man, smoking a cigarette, lazily replied, "I'm tired too. Last night, you little slut made me lose myself three times, one drop of semen is worth ten drops of blood!" The woman sighed and continued washing the dishes. Today, she was wearing a white suit, looking very pure and elegant (what a pity). After she finished washing the dishes, the lecherous man stood up, gently hugged her, and said, "Darling, you've worked hard." The woman pouted and said, "Hypocritical." The lecherous man rubbed the woman's breast with one hand and said, "Okay, I'll fuck you one more time, to make up for it with an orgasm." The woman pushed him away and said, "Ugh, can't you do something more practical?" Without a word, the lecherous man pushed her down onto the sofa and pulled out his penis. The woman cried out, "This is the ground floor! People will see us!" The lecherous man forcefully spread her legs, pulled down her panties, and penetrated her. The woman nervously looked out the kitchen window and pleaded, "Let's do it in the room, people will see us here." The lecherous man chuckled, "Is this more exciting?" The woman struggled desperately, but her frail body was no match for him. The lecherous man looked into her eyes and said, "If you don't want to be seen, stimulate me, make me ejaculate quickly." The woman's eyes were wet, but her body tried to meet his thrusts, holding his head and moaning in his ear. The lecherous man said with satisfaction, "That's it, like a slut, that'll make me ejaculate faster!" The woman tried to match the man's thrusts, wanting to finish quickly, but her moans turned from feigned to real, and her body involuntarily began to sway. The little lecher lifted her right leg, exposing the woman's genitals to the kitchen window. The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but at the same time, she felt intense stimulation. The little lecher hadn't thrust in long before she reached orgasm, moaning loudly in ecstasy. The little lecher continued thrusting, whispering in her ear, "Is it good?" The woman gasped, unable to speak. The little lecher pulled out his penis, saying, "Suck it out." The woman exclaimed in surprise, "I've never done this before." The little lecher grinned lewdly, "Okay, then I'll fuck you on the table for an hour.
Let everyone in the neighborhood see." The woman reluctantly lowered her head to suck his penis, which was covered in her juices. The little lecher sat on the table, and the woman sucked with her head down. In this position, no one peeking out the window could see what they were doing. The woman's face showed pain, while the little lecher looked completely absorbed, muttering, "Yes, very good, suck harder. Deeper, not good! Deeper..."

…The woman was completely like his sex slave, being instigated by him to perform all sorts of humiliating acts.

I couldn't bear to watch anymore, so I turned off the computer and turned on the TV. On the TV was a program hosted by the woman herself; her solemn expression and powerful words were so captivating. But! I really couldn't imagine her being this kind of woman. I just couldn't understand it; I felt that the woman sucking on that little lecher's penis wasn't her. Was that wretched little lecher really that attractive? Did she really like this kind of man? I just didn't think so. I wanted to talk to her, but how? Maybe I was being stupid, meddling too much, but when I thought of my loyal and kind neighbor, I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to drive that little lecher away and save his wife. Son. Reason prevented me from doing anything foolish. When I ran into her at work that afternoon, I greeted her calmly as usual.

That afternoon, I was supposed to be setting up the newly installed surveillance system at the market, but unfortunately, there was a power outage. Not in the mood to go to work, I went home early. As I passed downstairs, I heard several people talking inside. When I got home, I turned on my computer to see what was going on. There were three people inside: Little Pervert and two men. Little Pervert said, "It's settled then. Bring your girlfriends here at eight o'clock tonight." One of the men said, "Fair exchange. If your sister-in-law doesn't agree, you absolutely cannot touch our girlfriends." What? They actually came up with this kind of wife-swapping? I felt it was an opportunity and quickly pressed the record button. The lecherous man said, "Don't worry, I've prepared hallucinogenic drugs. My sister-in-law has no choice but to comply." Another man said, "You're ruthless, hallucinogenic drugs are very harmful." The lecherous man said, "So what? She's not my wife. Women like that get boring quickly. Unlike your girlfriends, who aren't as pretty, but are bold, open, and the more you play with them, the more fun they get." The two men exchanged knowing smiles and simultaneously said, "Okay!" Then, the three of them stood up and left together.

A brilliant plan was born in my mind. I ran to the company and borrowed two pinhole cameras. My colleagues asked what I was doing. I replied, "I want to learn how to make a 3D video." I boldly opened my neighbor's door, ran inside, and installed cameras in hidden spots in both bedrooms. The video cables were routed through the ceiling from the small hole previously used by the camera into my house. I installed ACS200 professional monitoring software on my computer, allowing for easy switching and recording.

Night fell quickly. My phone rang. It was my neighbor from Hangzhou calling. He said, "Brother, thank you for your help. My wife said my cousin is alright, so if you're busy, you don't need to keep an eye on him." A pang of sadness hit me. The way he trusted his wife so much showed how deep their bond was! I said, "Yes, that kid did alright yesterday." He said, "Looks like I was worrying too much. After all, he's my cousin! By the way, I bought you a Sony LCD monitor in Hangzhou. You spend so much time on the computer every day; this monitor will protect your eyes." I quickly said, "No need, I can't accept something for nothing!" He said, "Ah! A close neighbor is better than a distant relative. We're such good neighbors, like brothers. A monitor is nothing!" What a kind person! He repays even the smallest kindness with great gratitude! How many men like that are there in this world? What's wrong with his wife?

Has she been bewitched by a devil even with an angel by her side? After hanging up, my heart sank even deeper. I was so worried… Maybe this is reality. Maybe I shouldn't have read One Thousand and One Nights as a child.

She got off work, her face anxious, and began preparing dinner. The boy came home too, eating ice cream. "Ah! My beauty," he said, "What are you making for me tonight?"

The hostess smiled and said, "I bought your favorite ribbonfish." The little lecher ran to her side and said, "You'd better watch out for my nutrition, otherwise, my little dick won't be able to fit into your flower." The hostess smiled awkwardly.

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