[Urban] Me and My Sister Wenwen (Complete) - 14

Chapter 66.

After showering, I walked out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around my lower body, happily anticipating a hot night, only to find the room empty. Wenwen's pajamas and t-shirt were already off and folded, placed back on the bed.

The room was so cold, as if the North and South Poles were mercilessly ravaging it…

Wenwen must have been playing a joke on me, changing her clothes and running out while I was showering without a word, leaving me disappointed. I was really annoyed at the time. If she really didn't want to make love, she would have just told me. Why resort to this silent escape? In the end, she still had to obediently come back to sleep, right? But despite my annoyance, I also started to worry. After all, she was a girl, going out so late, in an unfamiliar place. What if something happened to her?!

I was fine when I didn't think about it, but now that I did, I couldn't sit still. It was as if I had a telepathic connection with her; I always seemed to know what was going on with her…

I saw the room key was still on the table, which meant she hadn't taken it with her. But when I tried turning the doorknob, I heard the push-button lock click. She must have locked it before leaving the room and closing the door. Looking down the dark, deserted hallway, I saw no sign of her. So I went back into the room and locked the door again. Since she didn't have her key, I sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, not daring to go out. I turned on the TV, deciding that if she didn't return in an hour, I would go out to look for her.

I was only wearing a towel and started to feel a bit cold, so I went back to the bathroom and put on all the clothes Wenwen had brought for me.

I remember clearly it was 8:30 pm. I kept watching the clock on the table, watching it move, anxiously waiting until almost 9 pm before I heard the doorbell ring. I knew it must be Wenwen coming back. My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed, and I went to open the door. Sure enough, it

was Wenwen. She immediately came into the room carrying a 7-Eleven plastic bag.

"Wenwen, where did you run off to?!"

Faced with my somewhat loud and dissatisfied question, she didn't answer, but nervously turned around, closed the door, and then locked it with all the locks she could.

Seeing her hurried actions, I couldn't help but ask her, "...What's wrong?"

"A weird uncle was bothering me outside..."

When I heard her say "weird uncle," I immediately thought of the then-popular "Ken Shimura weird uncle," but I quickly realized she wasn't referring to that kind of weird uncle, but rather a perverted man who preyed on beautiful girls.

"Did he do anything to you?"

"When I came back, he suddenly grabbed my hand and asked if I wanted to play with him. He followed me back, and sometimes he would suddenly touch my hair."

Wenwen's eyes were full of panic, and she slightly clung to my arm, further confirming how terrifying the situation had been for her.

"Did he come back to the hotel with you?"

"I ran back, and he kept bothering me until we reached the hotel entrance, saying all sorts of weird things... It was terrifying..."

I immediately peered nervously through the peephole, but saw nothing. The perverted man must have left downstairs.

"No matter what tonight, don't open the door or go out again, okay?"

Wenwen nodded to me.

"Why did you have to go out alone like a girl? Why didn't you ask me to come with you? Those perverts love to prettier, out-of-town girls like you who are alone."

"I just wanted to go to the nearby 7-Eleven to buy some drinks, there aren't any in the room..."

"Okay, it's alright now. Don't go out alone these next few days, okay?"

I gently hugged her, giving her a sense of security, and she hugged me back, feeling incredibly warm.

We sat back down on the edge of the bed together, and Wenwen finally breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the cans of drinks she had just bought and placed them on the table, just a few cans of sports drinks and oolong tea.

Seeing her pitiful appearance after being frightened by the pervert, my desire for a passionate night had vanished, and I just wanted to stay with her peacefully. Since the TV was on, Wenwen, sitting on the edge of the bed, was drawn to it and started watching TV again, and began to laugh softly because of the variety show.

I gently put my arm around her waist, listening to her light laughter from the program, and felt that she was truly at ease. Seeing my beloved Wenwen smiling so comfortably beside me was truly my greatest happiness…

I remember when we finished watching that program, just as the next one was about to start, Wenwen suddenly turned to look at me, then blushed slightly and said, “…Brother, it’s already ten o’clock…”

“Oh, are you tired and want to sleep?”

“No…it’s just…Brother doesn’t want to…”

She didn’t look at me, but turned back to the TV, probably because she didn’t know what expression to make to face me.

“It’s okay, anyway we have to get up even earlier tomorrow, so we can chat like yesterday, until we fall asleep, that would be nice.”

“But…” she said shyly, her head lowered.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” I responded, completely puzzled.

Wenwen was silent for a moment, then blushed and smiled slowly, saying, “…If I don’t have it now, Brother might wake up in the middle of the night and bother me for it…but I want to sleep well tonight…”

A thunderbolt, these words were sharper than a needle. Wenwen, as expected of my sister and wife who has lived with me for so many years, truly understands my biological habits perfectly, leaving no room for argument. I believe that any reader who has been married for several years will fully understand what I'm saying.

Although I didn't actually plan to wake up in the middle of the night for a night raid, I can't be sure I won't take the opportunity to raid her to satisfy my unfulfilled desires from tonight.

Because men aren't just men; they are dangerous wild animals like wolves. The tension and pleasure of raiding an innocent young girl at night is like hunting an innocent little animal, pouncing on the target without warning. By the time the helpless girl awoke, it was too late. She could only let the man pluck her beautiful, moist flower while she wept…

“Perhaps I really should have launched a night raid on her…”

The thrill of a night raid is unparalleled; it’s a heart-pounding, almost criminal, twisted passion incomprehensible to outsiders, making it all the more alluring… But just as I was beginning to feel this excited, Wenwen, as if reading my mind, gazed at me, making me hesitant to act rashly.

Wenwen must have achieved a biological breakthrough, evolving into a strange cat; I swear on my life and reputation…

“Then…” I said, turning off the TV and restoring silence to the room—a silence tinged with a sour lemon, a tense tension, and a sweet sweetness.

Wenwen knew the time had come, so she silently moved back to the inside of the bed against the wall, sitting sideways on the pillow with her legs together, her cheeks slightly flushed as she looked at me.

I stood up and took off my clothes one by one, until I was completely naked. I picked up a condom from the table and put it on. Wenwen, seeing me put on the condom and feeling my gaze, shyly and silently began to undress.

Until she was only wearing a bra and panties, I had her turn her back to me while I unhooked her bra. I watched as she bent her legs on the bed and pulled down her white panties.

Wenwen knelt on the bed, her hands slightly covering her naked private parts, her cheeks flushed as she turned to look at me. Her gaze couldn't help but fall on my already erect and imminent penetration, without uttering a single word.

Being stared at like that, I felt genuinely awkward and suddenly didn't know what to say. So I could only pretend not to care and stand quietly by the bed.

After all, she's my wife; it doesn't matter if she sees…

She probably noticed my silence and awkwardness, so she turned her head back to look at the white sheets beside her knees.

I stood up on the bed, walked over and sat down next to her, put my arm around her warm shoulder, and said kindly, "Wenwen, it's okay to look if you want, you can even touch it."

After a few seconds, Wenwen slowly turned back to look at my penis.

"I've seen it many times before when I helped you do it with your hand..."

"But you're still curious, aren't you?"

Faced with my direct question, she nodded seriously after a few seconds, her face flushed. She was so cute.

"Want to touch it?"

"...No, thank you."

"Oh..."

We fell into a brief silence again. I did nothing, just sat next to her and let her stare.

"...Don't you guys feel any pain when your penis gets this big?"

"Not at all, it even feels a little good."

"...Can you control it, brother?"

"Control? As for size, I can make your penis bigger, but I can't make it smaller. You have to calm down and wait a few minutes..."

Wenwen looked up at me, seemingly understanding but not quite, so I didn't know how to explain it to her anymore. She then looked down again. Since she was looking like that, I didn't know how long she would look, so I broke the silence: "Wenwen, I want to see your private parts too, okay?"

Hearing my request, she silently lay back on the bed and, like yesterday, bent her legs and brought them to her chest, then hugged them with her hands.

When I got to her vulva, her virgin vulva was completely exposed again, and it was also covered by the folds of her labia.

I hadn't touched her vulva yet, I just placed my hands on her buttocks and the back of her thighs, and then suddenly remembered something and said to her: "Wenwen, no matter what I do, don't resist, okay? Nothing will happen."

Hearing my words, she became a little nervous.

"What do you want to do, brother?"

"Just want to change positions..."

So she didn't say anything, and I put my hands on her waist, pulling her down onto the bed, away from the pillow and to the center.

Wenwen was a little bewildered at the time, no longer holding her legs, letting them stretch freely on the bed, her face flushed as she looked at what I wanted to do. I started moving my body, and to her even greater surprise, I turned my buttocks towards her face, and straddled her body with my left leg, pressing down on her.

I couldn't see Wenwen's expression anymore, but I started slowly moving back, and then, seeing that the position was right, I lay down on top of Wenwen's wide-open vulva...

Not only Wenwen, but even I was trying this 69 position for the first time, so I felt the atmosphere was a little tense and exciting, like a child getting a new and exciting toy. Still using my hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator, anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic vulva shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Wenwen may have seen some porn before, while I've seen so many I don't want to watch anymore. So I held her above me with my hands and feet, while Wenwen lay below, unable to move freely.

"Brother," she called nervously, "Does it have to be like this?"

"This way you can see my penis, and I can see yours too."

I was waiting for her response, but she didn't, so I simply took action, gently spreading her legs apart and touching her labia.

I stopped, looked down, and Wenwen was also looking up, her cheeks flushed, watching my movements nervously. I saw my erect penis hanging in front of her, so she must have seen it too.

I smiled at her for a moment, trying to calm her down, then I shifted my gaze back to her vulva and began to spread her labia with my hands.

Seeing the pinkish vaginal walls again, glistening with moisture, I felt a surge of desire. I wanted to probe them with my fingers and lick them.

I knew she would resist if I did, a conclusion I reached almost without thinking. But then I thought that perhaps because we were now husband and wife, she wouldn't truly resist, just protest with cries. Besides, wasn't this the very position I adopted because I wanted to do it once?

So, in the end, I couldn't resist the temptation and slowly inserted my finger into her vaginal opening…

Because of the position, Wenwen couldn't see my finger; she thought I was just watching. Therefore, when my finger touched her vaginal wall, she didn't react until the tip of my finger had squeezed into the closed vaginal walls.

Wenwen suddenly screamed and pressed her legs tightly together, as if trying to trap my hand. But honestly, how could she trap it? It wasn't in the middle of her thighs, it was at the base.

I pushed my finger further inside, quickly filling her moist, slightly writhing vagina.

"Brother!!!"

she screamed, reaching out from under me to grab my arms, but it was too late; my fingers were already fully inserted into her vagina…

"Wenwen! Don't be nervous! It's just your fingers!"

"Brother!! Take your hands off!! Don't do this!!"

"It'll be fine, everyone makes love like this."

"I just don't want to!!"

"Then why can your penis go in, but not your fingers?"

"That's only for penises!!"

"So your fingers can go in too."

"No!!"

"Okay, we're on our honeymoon now."

"I just don't want to!!"

Wenwen was really determined, and we fell into a tense silence.

I didn't understand, and still don't understand, why my penis could go in, but my fingers couldn't? Wasn't that too strange?

Inside her vagina, I started moving my fingers, probing the wet vaginal walls. Wenwen immediately sensed it and screamed for me to stop, so I had to stop and look down at her.

"Wenwen, are we husband and wife?"

She deliberately didn't answer me, so after about ten seconds I asked again, "You really don't want me to do this?"

"Brother, I really don't want this..."

Finally, after another ten seconds of silence, I could only sigh and simply pull my hands away, and then Wenwen let go of my hands.

I started to stand up, muttering pathetically to myself, "My most precious first time, 69, ended so tragically..." I was truly heartbroken at that moment, and could only say that I had been too carried away and had really disrespected Wenwen. I deserved it all...

Being interrupted by Wenwen like that, I felt half guilty towards her, and half truly felt that I couldn't continue, so I had no intention of continuing our lovemaking and turned off the central power switch on the bedside table.

The room instantly became dark again, and Wenwen was already sitting up on the bed, silently and worriedly watching my actions. I simply pulled the folded quilt from the bed next to her, which was leaning against the wall, lay down on the bed, covered myself with it, and started taking off the condom that I had already worn twice, throwing it through the quilt seam onto the floor, intending to go to sleep. But I just couldn't fall asleep. I felt very annoyed, thinking I should apologize to her first, but I didn't know what to say.

I lay with my back to Wenwen, not feeling any movement from her, and unsure what to say. A few minutes later, unexpectedly, she spoke first: "...Brother, I'm sorry."

I turned around and lay flat on my back, looking at her in the shadows. "I'm not angry."

"Brother's lying..."

Her words left me speechless. Because at that moment, I genuinely wasn't angry with her, just annoyed at my rashness, not expecting to make Wenwen so worried.

I felt the blanket being lifted, and Wenwen's warm hand reached in, grasping my left hand, then pulling it outwards, actually touching the place she had previously tried to avoid me from touching...

Wenwen didn't say anything, just spread her kneeling legs and let my fingers rest on her labia. It was clear she was genuinely worried I was angry, hence her willingness to let me touch her.

After a while, I pulled my hand back, because I really didn't want to touch her genitals in this situation; it felt like forcing her.

"Wenwen, it's alright." I smiled, but because the room was too dark, I didn't know if she saw it.

Then Wenwen pulled up the blanket and snuggled into my arms. I thought she knew I wasn't angry, but unexpectedly, she suddenly straddled my body, her legs spread wide, and sat naked on my lower abdomen, her body and breasts pressed against me.

Before I could recover from my surprise, Wenwen shyly and clumsily kissed my face.

She kissed me while exuding a faint fragrance, saying, "Brother... don't be angry..."

Angry?! Damn, this was absolutely amazing...

This was a stunning surprise that fell from the sky because of the misunderstanding caused by the dark room.

Wenwen was now boldly straddling me; she must really be worried I was angry, which is why she no longer cared about her girlish modesty and straddled me.

She's such a sweet and considerate girl; it's impossible for me not to cherish her or love her even more...

Wenwen kept kissing me, as if apologizing, her hands stroking my cheeks. My little brother started to awaken, growing bigger and harder, pressing against her buttocks. My hands couldn't resist grasping and kneading her round buttocks. Under such an onslaught, no man could resist.

It felt so good then—Wenwen's scent, her kisses, her full body and breasts, her warm, rounded buttocks, plus her proactively preparing for intercourse… My reason quickly melted away completely; I only wanted to possess her, to possess the naked girl on my body, to possess my wife, to possess my sister.

But I had already taken off the condom and thrown it on the floor. Wenwen probably didn't know that doing this…

In my struggle, the four words that appeared in my mind were "withdrawal."

I held my penis in one hand and grabbed her buttocks with the other, and started to align myself by thrusting my hips.

I quickly positioned the head of my penis at the entrance of Wenwen's vagina and began to thrust in… I

could feel the head of my penis entering her vagina, but because of the position, I could only go in that far.

"Wenwen, in this position, brother can't go in anymore. You have to move down yourself…"

Wenwen stopped kissing me, gazed at me closely, and then actually moved her hips down herself, allowing me to fully enter her body.

I was quickly enveloped by her completely, not just my penis, but my entire body was pressed against her, lying down and hugging her. The lack of a condom amplified the sensation.

Wenwen lay on top of me, motionless, her head buried in my neck and shoulder, and slowly said, "Brother, is it uncomfortable being pressed against me?"

"No, you're very light..."

At first, I wanted to start thrusting like that, but I realized I couldn't move much, so I told her, "Wenwen, I can't move like this."

Hearing me, she actually started trying to move her hips herself.

The first time, because she moved too far forward, my penis slipped out completely, so I held her waist

and helped her move. It was so amazing, especially thinking about Wenwen taking the initiative to do this for me; I was speechless with pleasure. Occasionally, when I felt like ejaculating, I would immediately make her stop, waiting for her to recover before continuing, because I was afraid of ejaculating inside her vagina.

After a few times, she gradually understood my limits and knew to stop first without me having to.

We didn't speak for those ten minutes; we experienced the sensation of lovemaking together in silence. Wenwen would occasionally kiss me, as if apologizing.

I was truly teetering on the edge of climax, and Wenwen's warm kisses and hugs were terrifying enough to completely devour my last shred of reason. During

my final climax, the concept of "withdrawal" had vanished from my mind.

"Wenwen, move faster,"

she said, knowing I was about to ejaculate, and she tried to cooperate, moving her hips even faster. At the final moment, I grabbed her waist and pressed down, making our bodies even more joined…

I began to ejaculate a large amount of semen, hot and flowing into her vagina.

I felt incredibly blissful, but as the ejaculation neared its end, reason returned, and I realized the seriousness of the situation.

After ejaculating, Wenwen gently kissed me a few more times and asked, "Are you tired, brother?"

I could only feel incredibly guilty and nervous, unsure what to say.

Around that moment, in the dim light of the room, I saw Wenwen's bright eyes widen, staring intently at me. Inside the blanket, her hand was also inside, touching our joined parts; she must have already felt it.

"Brother…you…"

she asked, her eyes wide. I nodded in apology.

"I took off my clothes when I got into bed…"

I thought Wenwen would cry and say, "What if I get pregnant again?!"

But she didn't. After a few seconds of silence, she calmly said, "Brother, have you thought about the baby in my belly if I get pregnant again?"

Her words truly terrified me. Because if there was a child, she might not easily let me abort it, and that would be uncontrollable…

So I quickly pulled back the blanket, and the strong smell of semen immediately filled the air. I nervously told her to leave me, and then, disregarding whether it would drip from her vagina onto the bed or floor, I led her into the bathroom for a final attempt to salvage the situation.

Wenwen didn't say anything, just followed me, and knowing what she had to do, picked up the showerhead and started rinsing. That night in the bathroom, I ended up apologizing to her the whole time… while Wenwen remained silent and expressionless as she rinsed herself.

My dear wife, I was so wrong. I really won't dare to go without a condom again. Please don't get pregnant again...

Chapter 67.

We arrived at the cemetery around 10 PM. Normally, such a gloomy place would create an eerie atmosphere, but it was surprisingly lively. All the elders of our family were there, people who were practically on their deathbeds, so they seemed fearless and continued their lively conversation.

Due to seniority, we walked at the back of the procession. Wenwen held my arm intimately the whole time, without saying a word. I didn't know if she was scared, but honestly, I was terrified. Last night, during our lovemaking, I unwittingly ejaculated all my semen into her vagina. I hoped she wouldn't get pregnant...

Last night, I rushed her into the bathroom to shower. Wenwen didn't scold me or give me a hard time. Back in bed, I was so worried and scared I couldn't sleep, but Wenwen quickly fell asleep in my arms, completely entrusting everything to me.

This morning, I woke up first, still worried. After waking Wenwen, she showed no concern about the possibility of pregnancy. Instead, she simply said good morning and went into the bathroom to wash herself.

After breakfast, my uncle picked us up and took us to his house. We then went to the burial place of my great-grandfather. It was a traditional Chinese cemetery, not much different from many others across the country.

After everyone lit incense and paid their respects, the grave collector, hired by the family, inspected the grave and said in Taiwanese with concern, "This ground is wet; there might be water inside. This could cause the body to decompose into a 'yin corpse' (a type of corpse that has been buried for a long time)."

This surprised us greatly, as no one in the family had expected this.

Then the grave collector asked in Taiwanese, "How long have you been buried?"

"About ten years," the elder replied in Taiwanese.

The gold collector frowned and spat betel nut juice onto the grass, seemingly certain of the possible situation inside.

An elder asked in Taiwanese, "Can we collect it?"

"It's best not to, there might not be enough time today. Usually, after opening the coffin and confirming it's damp, we just set it on fire and come back to collect the dry gold tomorrow morning."

Then a group of family elders started talking all at once, finally reaching a simple conclusion after ten minutes: "Even if we find it's not safe to collect after opening the coffin, we have to collect it today."

The gold collector asked in Taiwanese, "Is it really okay to collect it all today?"

The elder replied in Taiwanese, "Yes!"

The gold collector asked in Taiwanese, "That might involve scraping off the flesh to get the gold. The scraped flesh and internal organs must be burned together nearby, and the damp gold must also be dried directly with that fire. Is that really okay? It will be very late after we're done."

The elder still answered firmly, "Yes!"

At this point, the gold collector didn't say anything, took out his furniture from his equipment and started working.

These words really left a deep impression on me. I don't know whether to say it was terrifying or surprising. It made me instantly forget that Wenwen might be pregnant.

The image that flashed through my mind was a mass of black, rotting human flesh, accompanied by various internal organs, like a boiled pig's trotter that would fall apart at the slightest touch…

“Brother… can we leave and not look?”

Wenwen clung tightly to me, her face filled with genuine terror.

Unexpectedly, Grandma, standing nearby, heard her question and coldly retorted, “Your great-grandfather is collecting gold; how can you think of leaving?”

Wenwen lowered her head, not daring to speak of leaving again. I didn't dare say anything either, only feeling her cling to me even tighter.

The gold collector began digging and chatted idly with several talkative elders of the family. Casual chatting was one thing, but the problem was that these old fogies were discussing various kinds of Yin Corpses, seemingly finding it fascinating.

What? Did they want to become Yin Corpses after their burial? Otherwise, why ask so many questions? If they really wanted one, they could have just told me directly, and I would have been responsible for finding them a very wet place, even a riverbank would be fine. Why did they have to hint at this to Wenwen and me, the next generation, in such a roundabout way?

What struck me most during their conversation was the gold finder's boasting about finding the most poisonous type of corpse—a "tofu corpse"—where the flesh was as soft and elastic as tofu, the bones slipping away at the slightest touch, while the internal organs remained remarkably intact. The stench was so intense it assaulted the nostrils and assaulted the brain; even holding one's breath, the stench was unbearable. The family members who saw and smelled it all vomited, except for the gold finder, who boasted of his high level of spiritual cultivation, because he didn't vomit and managed to finish the task, giving the family a proper farewell.

Damn, no wonder those family members vomited; just hearing and imagining it makes me want to throw up. Not just my mouth, but my anus too! And hearing you say you could personally pick it up without a care in the world makes me want to give you all four thumbs up: Good!! A true hero!!

Wenwen couldn't help but shake my arm. I looked down and saw that her face was completely pale, her eyes extremely wet and tearful. It seemed she couldn't bear the description of the "happy tofu" from the grave digger and the old people.

At that moment, I could only pull her behind me and hint that if she stayed behind me, she wouldn't have to see the gruesome scene after the coffin was opened. Wenwen understood my hint and quickly hid behind me.

In less than ten minutes, they dug down to about waist-deep. The grave digger loudly informed us and told us family members to stop breathing when the coffin was opened and not to breathe again until he gave us further instructions, to avoid inhaling the stench of the corpse. I

was so nervous at that moment, and Wenwen clung to me even tighter, trembling slightly.

I will always remember that scene: the grave digger shouting, "Good luck opening the coffin!!" and then chopping down at an angle with his axe, cutting open the joint between the coffin lid and the body.

When the coffin lid was lifted, I turned and covered Wenwen's mouth and nose with my hand, thinking that if there was a bad smell, she wouldn't smell it. At least I'd rather smell it than her. But despite my thoughts, I was still really afraid that the stench of a corpse would rush into my nose. I thought

there would be some kind of stench, but I didn't smell anything.

I saw the coffin collector raise his eyebrows in surprise and simply lift the lid completely. After about ten seconds, he said that she could breathe.

A group of fearless elders immediately rushed forward to look and heard them say thankfully in Taiwanese, "Yes, it's decomposed, not a corpse in a dark place."

This sentence made me relax, and I could feel Wenwen, who was hiding behind me, breathing a sigh of relief.

The elders came forward one by one to look and commented on the contents of the coffin with satisfaction: "It's decomposed beautifully."

Damn it, it's not that I like to say it, but there's a generation gap. What's so beautiful about decomposition? It's not like we're going to an art exhibition. It's just that the flesh and internal organs have all disappeared, leaving only gold.

Despite these thoughts, I couldn't resist going forward to see, after all, such a scene after a coffin is opened isn't something you see every day.

I'd only taken two steps when Wenwen pulled me back. She shook her head worriedly, signaling me not to look, so I had no choice but to stand obediently beside her.

A few minutes later, the excavator began standing inside the coffin with a small sickle, taking out the slightly yellowish-white bones one by one and placing them on a canvas laid out beside it.

That moment deeply moved me, making me realize how close life and death are to us, even within ourselves.

Sexual intercourse between men and women is, in fact, the act closest to life and death. It's about bringing a life from a world of deathly ignorance into this world, into the mother's womb, and life begins.

In that instant, I suddenly remembered the child I took to have aborted a month ago…

Chapter 68

Wenwen stood behind me the whole time, holding me tightly, silently watching the excavation process. She must have found it wasn't so terrifying after all, which is why she dared to watch.

I don't know what she was thinking, but as I watched the gold pieces being picked from the coffin and placed on the canvas laid out beside the grave, the gold collectors arranged them sequentially from the crown of the head downwards, gradually reconstructing a human shape.

At that moment, I was deeply moved. It made me realize that life is just like that…

This feeling was tinged with sadness, helplessness, and mostly indescribable emotions. We experience

joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness throughout our lives, and ultimately, life inevitably ends.

From conversations with my elders, my great-grandfather was an extremely hardworking man, working from childhood to old age without any opportunity for enjoyment.

Why must we, as human beings, endure so much suffering?

Why must we, as human beings, endure so many constraints?

Is it to feel alive?

Is it to feel that our lives have value?

But in the end, does it all truly have meaning?

Now he has turned into a pile of bones, returning to the Land of Nirvana, leaving nothing but the transmission of his life genes to Wenwen and me.

Buddhism says that the essence of life is sorrow and constant change; only by seeking peace and smiles amidst impermanence can one find liberation.

But occasional forced smiles cannot change the fact that Wenwen and I are siblings…

No matter how perfectly words are used to describe it, they cannot conceal the fact that we are not accepted by the world…

From the day Wenwen said she was willing to stay together forever, willing to become husband and wife, it was also the beginning of a deeper sorrow for us.

Burn, burn again, the flames of hell…

The gold has been collected; only the gold collectors remain to do their work. We family members don't need to participate, so the elders all shouted "Perfect!" and then gave Wenwen and me the purification talismans and spiritual herbs for bathing, signifying that we could all disperse.

Wenwen and I said goodbye to our relatives one by one, and when we got to Grandma's, she seized the opportunity to nag Wenwen in Taiwanese, saying, "Your father doesn't listen to me, and now he's staying abroad with that woman instead of coming back to collect his fortune. And you, his daughter, are the same—you just want to leave. Like father, like daughter..."

Wenwen, caught off guard by the sudden and innocent scolding, couldn't respond and could only lower her head in silence.

After Grandma finished scolding, she seemed slightly happier, shook her head helplessly, and left to her own circle of elderly relatives. Wenwen and I watched her departing figure and then turned and left, walking alone along the path through the cemetery to the main road to hail a taxi.

In the taxi, Wenwen cried, silently shedding tears, but didn't say a word...

All I could do was hug her, wipe her tears, and comfort her, the innocent victim of the scolding.

Every time Grandma saw Wenwen and me, she either treated us coldly or scolded us, so Wenwen and I really couldn't get close to her. Several times, I couldn't help but feel that Wenwen and I were actually orphans, unwanted by anyone but each other, and therefore could only rely on each other, finding strength in each other's eyes to keep going...

Back in the hotel room, I kept pouring hot water into the bathtub and tested the temperature with my hand.

"Wenwen, you can take a bath now. I've already prepared the purification talisman and everything. Take a bath to cleanse yourself."

I called out to the bathroom door, and Wenwen quietly came in a short while later.

"What's wrong? Still sad?"

Faced with my question, she just silently shook her head.

Although she didn't want to admit it, I could still see that she was not feeling well at all.

I hugged her and comforted her, saying, "Good kitty, you won't hurt Grandma. I'll buy you fish to eat later."

I will always remember the sound of Wenwen saying those words in my arms: "Why does Grandma always only scold me?"

Her voice was full of grievance and sadness, making me want to hug her tightly and comfort her.

“Because you’re so cute! Grandma’s too old and ugly, she’ll be jealous after seeing Wenwen.”

“Yeah, right, it’s because my brother is a boy and she’s a girl…”

“That’s not true…”

That’s what I answered at the time, but after a period of reflection, I started to think that it might be true.

Thinking back over the past few years, Grandma has never scolded me except when she gave me a hard time. Instead, it was always Wenwen who suffered, and she did it both ways. So maybe Grandma really is sexist…

“Okay, don’t think too much, let’s take a bath.”

“But…” She slowly moved away from my arms and looked at me, “Do you want to bathe together?”

“Yes.”

“Can we bathe separately? Brother can bathe first if he wants.”

I knew she would say that, but I’m experienced and prepared to deal with it.

“Uncle only gave me one purification talisman, so I have to bathe all at once.”

“Didn’t brother take a few more?”

“I was only focused on getting you away, so I forgot. Aren’t you scared?”

To be honest, it wasn’t that I forgot, it was intentional. The following sentence, "Aren't you afraid?" was enough to give her half the excuse.

Wenwen hesitated again, but what was there to be shy about? They had already showered together two or three times before, so what was one more time?

Sure enough, she nodded after a short while, agreeing to shower with me.

I knew that she was also using this as a way to agree to my request for sex, understanding that I couldn't just do a simple shower. Between the two of us, this kind of thing didn't need much explanation.

"Raise your hands, I'll help you take off your clothes."

So I closed the bathroom door first, and Wenwen raised her hands, and I took off her outermost sweater from the waist up. Besides sex, my favorite thing is taking off her clothes. Watching her clothes being stripped off one by one gives me a strange and indescribable pleasure.

Thank goodness, I'm not interested in taking off doll clothes, otherwise I might become a weird older brother...

When I was down to her bra, seeing the two mounds of flesh rising and falling with my breath, I couldn't help but swallow.

"Brother, stop staring at me like that."

"Wenwen, what's your bust size? What cup?"

Startled by my direct question, Wenwen slowly crossed her arms to cover her chest.

"Why are you asking, brother?"

"Just curious. You never told me before."

"Because there's nothing to say."

"Tell me, brother."

After a few seconds of silence, she finally managed to speak: "Not very big, only xx centimeters, cup size is /."

"You're still developing, it should get bigger, right?"

"Yeah, probably..."

Wenwen blushed as she answered. Then I gestured for her to raise her hands again, and then, as if hugging her, I wrapped my arms around her sides and unhooked her bra from behind.

When her full breasts were exposed to me again, just looking at them made my penis uncontrollably hard.

I looked at Wenwen for a while, making sure she wouldn't resist, then reached for her breasts and lifted them from below. Her breasts felt quite heavy in my hands, and very elastic, like they were full of water. No wonder there's an adjective that describes breasts as "wave after wave," it's quite fitting to describe a woman's breasts.

Wenwen's body always smells so sweet, especially now that she's naked from the waist up, the fragrance is even more delightful, intoxicating me. Then I took her breasts in my palm and began to gently pinch and knead them, playing with them. Wenwen just blushed and didn't say anything.

"Your breasts feel so good to touch, so soft, and your body smells so sweet."

"...Brother, stop fooling around, let's take a shower!"

Wenwen scolded, her face flushed, but she had a warm smile on her face.

Hearing her say that, I had no choice but to release her breasts, which I had played with until they were a little deformed. Anyway, there was plenty of time later.

I unbuttoned her pants and pulled down the zipper, then knelt in front of her and pulled them down. The first thing I saw was her underwear, covered in lace.

As I pulled down her underwear, I easily saw her genitals and labia. Wenwen stood before me, completely naked, her hands resting on my shoulders.

When she tried to move her naked body to the edge of the bathtub, I suddenly grabbed her, preventing her from moving. She blushed and looked down at me, and I looked back at her.

"...Brother..."

"Wenwen, let's make love first, otherwise it'll get dirty again after the bath."

After a few seconds, she smiled shyly and replied, "...Okay."

I slowly moved my hands towards her genitals, and Wenwen started to tense up.

"Brother?"

I didn't answer her question. She definitely knew I wanted to touch her, and given what happened last night, she wouldn't resist anymore.

"Wenwen, spread your legs a little wider."

I gently requested. Wenwen didn't say anything to ask me to stop, but just looked at me nervously and did as I said.

After placing my hands on her labia, I quickly and gently parted them to the left and right, looking at the pink and shiny vaginal walls inside.

"Wenwen, your vagina is a very healthy pink color, and the opening is a small hole."

She didn't respond when I said that, but remained nervously silent.

"Can I put my finger in?"

I asked again. She was startled and seemed to want to refuse, but in the end, she could only nod with some worry, probably afraid that I would be unhappy.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

After saying this to comfort her, I placed my right index finger on her vaginal opening and looked at her, indicating that I was about to insert it. Wenwen looked at me nervously, but still didn't say a word, so I slowly inserted it, and soon the tip of my little finger was clamped by her vaginal walls.

My finger was already partially inside, and Wenwen must have felt it, but she still didn't speak. Only when my finger went deeper did she seem to resist, her vaginal muscles tightening.

I slowly inserted my finger further into her warm, wet vagina until my entire finger was inside, unable to go any further.

"Does it hurt?"

Wenwen shook her head.

"Then why did you resist so fiercely yesterday?"

"Because… I really felt it was strange… sex shouldn't need to be like this…"

"This is foreplay, you should know what foreplay is, right?"

She didn't answer, just kept looking at me, but she wasn't as tense anymore. At this point, my finger felt smooth and warm, and I could feel the vaginal walls moving.

I started probing inside, and I really felt that her vaginal tissue was very smooth and soft.

Wenwen just kept looking at me, without any expression.

After probing for a while, I started to get bored, so I pulled my finger out. There was a layer of reflective liquid on it, and Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief.

But just then, I quickly leaned in, and Wenwen called out nervously, "Brother?"

My mouth was already close to her vulva. She could have closed her legs, but she only trembled slightly before stopping, probably because she was afraid of making me angry if she stopped me.

Her hands were on my hair. I slightly raised my head, and Wenwen just looked at me nervously, which made me even more certain that after yesterday's events, she wouldn't dare to resist today.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip of my sister's labia. She let out a soft "ah," reacting to my tongue. It tasted

salty, but I didn't care if it was vaginal fluid or something else; I just licked it first.

I spread her legs wider with my hands and then leaned in even closer, letting my tongue lick her vaginal opening. I found that it really was still slightly salty; it seemed that's what the vulva tasted like.

I began to probe my sister's virgin vagina with my tongue. Wenwen, nervous and trembling slightly, said, "Brother...no...it's dirty..."

I ignored her, and there was no need to. I simply continued to lick inside, occasionally sucking, and she would let out a soft "ah" from my sucking.

Judging from Wenwen's reaction, she seemed completely overwhelmed by my sucking and licking of her vagina, and was experiencing great pleasure. After a few minutes, she said to me in a trembling voice, "Brother...don't do this..."

I was truly happy at that moment, because being able to make my wife feel pleasure gave me an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

After a while, I felt my facial muscles getting a little tired, and Wenwen, completely exhausted, was leaning on my head, struggling to stand. So I moved away from her genitals, preparing to rest for the second round.

Suddenly, I noticed a change in her labia, different from before.

There was a noticeable bulge at the tip; I suddenly realized that it was her clitoris, swollen from the stimulation.

“Wenwen, let’s try sucking on another spot.”

“…What?”

she asked, slightly out of breath. At this point, even if she wanted to stop me from being silly, she probably didn’t have the strength left.

So I didn’t answer and just started sucking on her clitoris.

Then, she let out an even more intense cry…

I stopped, wanting to see her reaction, and said, “Wenwen, if you like this feeling, I’ll do this foreplay for you before we make love from now on, okay?” Unexpectedly,

she couldn’t speak, but suddenly frowned and raised her hand, about to unleash a wildcat punch on me…

Chapter 69

What is happiness?

Actually, happiness is very simple. It surrounds us anytime, anywhere. In our breath, in our calls, in a gaze, in a gentle handshake, there exists the deepest happiness.

And as long as we can quietly gaze at the one we love like this, it is a happiness that no amount of money can buy.

Therefore, being hit by the hand of the one you love can also be considered a kind of happiness…

But unfortunately, I’m not crazy enough to go that far.

“Ouch, why did you hit me?!”

Although it didn’t hurt much, I still reached out and touched the spot on my head where Wenwen had hit me, looking up at her completely confused.

Once Wenwen regained her senses, she said to me, "It hurts..."

"Why does it hurt? I didn't do anything, I just sucked with my mouth."

"It really hurts."

She looked at me pitifully, her hands moving to her genitals to cover them, and she closed her legs to block any further advances.

I had no idea why it hurt her; maybe she was sucking too hard, but looking into her eyes, I knew it really hurt, she wasn't just making things up.

"Then brother, suck a little less hard."

"No!"

She was very firm; since she said that, it meant she really didn't want it, so I had to start trying to persuade her gently again.

"Okay~~~"

"No!"

"Wenwen is the best to me."

She replied with a smile, "So don't do that anymore, brother. I don't like it. If you keep forcing me, it will make me very sad."

"..."

This little girl... she's really evolved... and she's quite formidable, becoming more and more impeccable. No wonder marriage experts say that couples often engage in a back-and-forth, counter-strategy exchange; now I finally understand. "

Brother will be very gentle this time, it definitely won't hurt."

She didn't respond, but just looked down at me with a gentle smile.

"Remember when we were little, the fish Dad kept in the aquarium? We often stood on chairs, using small wire nets to catch and tease them."

Wenwen nodded silently.

"Brother will be like that black pleco, gently sucking with his big mouth, then slowly sucking with a little force... it feels so good..."

Hearing my description, Wenwen couldn't help but laugh: "I don't want to do that! Brother is so perverted!"

I deliberately smiled lewdly: "Brother fish will be very gentle, he will never suck and hold on."

"Yeah, right!"

"Okay, brother fish's pleco sucker is about to be used." "

After saying that, I excitedly reached out to move Wenwen's hands and legs away. She screamed, but there was no displeasure in her voice; on the contrary, she seemed quite excited.

She resisted my attack with her hands, so I had to split up and attack from both sides, tickling her from the abdomen. Wenwen giggled, her waist slowly bending over, and I seized the opportunity to quickly pry her hands away. Once Wenwen lost this line of defense, her main position was immediately exposed and could be overrun by my suction cup army at any moment, so she could only laugh and start running.

Wenwen giggled and ran into the room like a little girl, and I started chasing after her." She laughed even louder. She ran naked onto the bed, and I chased after her. She jumped off, and I followed her in circles around the room. I remembered this scene—wasn't this the chasing game we used to play as children?

It seemed like I hadn't played like this with her since I started middle school. Now, suddenly starting that childhood game again felt so warm, as if time had truly flown backward…

When she jumped back onto the bed and ran to the foot of it, I thought the chase could end, so I quickly jumped onto the bed, reached out, easily grabbed her around the waist, and laughingly pulled her back before pouncing on her.

"Got Wenwen!" "

Wenwen lay on her side on the bed, letting me hug her tightly from behind. She was smiling so happily her mouth couldn't close; she was absolutely beautiful. Chasing games are always so much fun for us, as if they take us back to our carefree childhood, and happiness just comes to us so easily.

People always say nothing lasts forever, but for me, this moment is forever, something no amount of money can buy…

Suddenly, I realized that Wenwen seems very open now, not as shy and reserved as before. I believe it must be because we just had some foreplay; that's why she's so excited.

'Mouth suction cups activated!'" "

After saying that, I got up to head towards my goal, while my sister, laughing shrilly, struggled to get up from the bed. I quickly pounced on her again, grabbing her waist to prevent her from escaping. So Wenwen lay back down on the bed, pinned down by my back, unable to move.

She giggled and occasionally cried out, 'Brother, you're so heavy!' I pressed close to her, my cheek nestled in her hair, feeling all the warmth and fragrance of her body.

After laughing for a while, because I hadn't joined in with a loud laugh, she turned to look at me, a faint smile on her lips.

Gently, I touched her cheek, her forehead, the tip of her nose, her beautiful lips, her blush,

moved that this little beauty was my sister,

my wife,

my love…

I began to kiss her, feeling the delicate texture of every part of her face, her warm body, her mind, her soul.

She closed her eyes, accepting all my passion, all my love, and then softly spoke:"

"...Brother, I love you so much..."

These words were warm, an endless confession from the depths of her heart.

Because Wenwen was an introverted girl, when she spoke these words of love, they resonated deeply within me, touching my soul and leaving an indelible mark on me.

I kissed her ear, whispering my feelings, my love, until the end of time, until the very end of eternity.

Slowly, I reached down to my pants, unzipped them, and pulled out my erect penis from the side of my underwear, touching my sister's thighs and buttocks. Wenwen's naked body sensed something, and she opened her gentle eyes to look at me, awaiting my every move.

I took a condom out of my pocket, put it on my penis smoothly, and then moved my legs between Wenwen's legs, spreading them as wide as I could.

Wenwen remained silent, as docile as a kitten, letting me spread her legs and expose her private parts to my penis.

Holding my penis in one hand, looking at her, I began to explore, to search for the vaginal opening where I could unite with my own sister. I gently touched and bumped the tip, searching in the cleft of her buttocks, but my position was too high, so when I finally touched the vaginal opening, I quickly realized that I couldn't go in completely; only the tip could enter.

"Wenwen, I can't fully enter your body like this, so..." She looked at me calmly, waiting for me to tell her a solution. "Can you lift your buttocks and support yourself with your knees? It's okay if you keep lying face down." She

smiled and nodded at me, then I moved away from her body and began to undress.

When I was finished, Wenwen's knees were on the bed, she turned and smiled at me, her full buttocks facing me, revealing her labia and vaginal opening…

I suddenly couldn't speak, only able to stare silently at the scene…

When she saw my expression, the smile on her face was replaced by a quiet, shy smile…

Slowly, my hands touched her back and moved to her buttocks.

“…Is it okay?”

Wenwen nodded silently, her eyes filled with tenderness and affection…

When I was ready, I placed my hands on either side of her high, upturned buttocks and said, “Wenwen's buttocks are so round and big.”

She didn't say anything, just smiled shyly.

I slowly moved my penis behind her buttocks, step by step, until I could go no further, then I held her waist and aimed the head of my penis at the target.

“I'm going in.” She

nodded silently, and I began to thrust in. The warmth and wetness of her vagina quickly enveloped me, and soon I was fully inside.

Because of this position, I penetrated even deeper than in the usual lying position, even hitting a bulge of flesh.

"...Wenwen, it's really all the way in, and it feels like I've reached the very end of your vagina. Can you feel it?"

"Mmm..."

Wenwen lay face down on the bed, responding calmly.

"We're united again. I love the feeling of being with you."

I didn't move or speak, just savoring the atmosphere, savoring the moment.

That's what sex is like; besides the physical union, the souls seem to unite as well.

"Wenwen, can we talk?"

"What do you want to talk about?"

“We can take this opportunity to talk, to say what's on our minds that we can't say normally. We're husband and wife now, so there's no need for any secrets. I've said this several times already, haven't I?”

After listening to me, Wenwen was silent for a minute or two before saying, “…Brother, can we have a baby in the future?”

I didn't expect her to suddenly ask me such a big question, which really surprised me. So I thought for a while before answering, “Do you want to have a baby? Why?”

“Because babies are so cute. Sometimes when I see other mothers holding babies on the street, I also want to have a cute baby to hold.”

Wenwen said this, sounding just like a child, with very simple thoughts. She only wanted to have a baby because children are cute… No wonder, she was only fifteen years old at the time, a third-year junior high school student, and couldn't possibly think too much about it.

“Can we talk about having a baby after you grow up and enter society? Besides, Wenwen, you're still a child yourself, and you'll always be your brother's little girl.”

“Brother, aren't you sometimes like a child too? Even more like a child than me.”

She said somewhat unconvinced, and I could only laugh a few times.

"So what will you do if your parents find out you gave birth? They'll find out sooner or later, and they'll definitely beat you."

"My brother will protect me and the baby..."

Yes, if that's the case, only I can protect them, and that's what I'll definitely do. I'd even be lucky if the beatings ended quickly. It's not that simple for siblings to raise their own children. Perhaps Wenwen only superficially considered our relationship, focusing on the present and fearing I'd force her to have an abortion if she got pregnant again. She hadn't thought carefully about the future, so I felt it was necessary for her to gradually understand and think about these things.

"So how will we raise the baby then? Milk, diapers, or whatever?"

"I can feed the baby, so we won't have to spend money on formula, and we can go out to work, then we'll have money."

"If Mom and Dad ask, you'll have to say who the baby's father is? If you honestly say it's me, what if they call the police? The baby will definitely be taken away by the social services and become an orphan forever, and we'll be separated forever..." As soon as

I said this, Wenwen immediately turned to look at me and began to believe that what I said was true.

"Wenwen, if you really want a baby, all I have to do is take off the condom, we don't even need to use it during sex. After ejaculation, you should raise your hips to keep the semen inside your vagina for as long as possible, and you should get pregnant again within a few months and give birth to the baby you want."

"Do you want to take it off now?"

"No, I mean if you really want a baby in the future."

"...Can't we really have a baby?"

Then Wenwen didn't say anything, quietly and somewhat dejectedly lay back on the bed, remaining silent for a few minutes.

Seeing her like this, I suddenly felt a pang of heartache and reluctance, so I couldn't help but lean against her back, hugging her tightly, and whispering in her ear, "Wenwen, it's too early to talk about this now. Let's talk about having a baby later, okay?"

She nodded heavily...

I hugged my sister, my chest resting against her back, and began to slowly withdraw and then slowly insert my penis, making the most of the movements, not forcing deep penetration. Wenwen was like a docile kitten, her soft, slightly upturned buttocks allowing me to enter and exit her vagina without any resistance.

This kind of pleasure wasn't intense, but it had an unforgettable power, carving every word of love for her into my heart.

The ancients said, "A night of marriage brings a hundred lifetimes of kindness," so perhaps the bond between Wenwen and me began in the mythical era, only to be reunited today.

Because my love for her is endless and inexhaustible…

Years ago, when I gradually fell in love with her, realizing I was hopelessly in love, I endured the agony of struggle, the power of societal taboos, and gradually headed towards an irrecoverable doom. It was she who gave me strength, she who redeemed my heart on the verge of destruction, she who restored the light of heaven to me, she who soothed my soul…

Perhaps this analogy is strange, but for her, I would be willing to become her succubus, I would be willing to suffer for her, I would be willing to transform into a goddess, even at the cost of offending and slaughtering the world's inhabitants, as long as she can smile every day, even if only ruin awaits me, I will have no fear…

Because I truly love her, love her so much, no other man loves her like I do, so I cannot let her go, cannot let her leave my side…

“Wenwen, this seems to be our tenth time making love…?”

"It's the eighth time,"

she said without hesitation, indicating that she had carefully counted, which surprised me a little, but also made me instinctively feel that the number seemed a bit strange.

"Are you sure?"

"I remember every time I do it with you, brother."

I counted again silently and realized that from the end of last year to today, it really was only eight times in four or five months. But for me, it should be nine times, including the real first time when I drugged her. Wenwen didn't count it. Perhaps she had buried it deep in her heart, or perhaps she had no memory of it at all, so she couldn't count it... But at least I also realized that girls do remember their lovemaking in detail.

Fortunately, I was her first and only one, otherwise I really don't know how I could bear that there were other men in her earliest and most precious memories?

It's just that the real first time was completed and ended under such circumstances, and I always have a regret in my heart, a very deep regret...

Wenwen chose to keep quiet about it, and I have always been unwilling to bring it up because of guilt, but it did happen. Perhaps we can avoid it, but we can't erase this fact forever.

Therefore, I decided to talk to her about it, otherwise this would be the darkest moment between us, and might even break us up.

"Wenwen, can I ask you a question?"

She smiled and nodded at me, her body swaying slightly as I slowly thrust in and out.

"Do you...remember our first time making love?"

"Hmm..."

"I'm not talking about the time as a birthday present, but the one from a long time ago."

I stopped thrusting, and her smile vanished instantly. She just stared at the white sheets, not saying a word. I didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, but I was sure that the memory was filled with pain...

"...Hmm..." Wenwen's solemn response made me even more certain of how she felt about it.

More than half a year ago, on the day I couldn't bear the inner torment any longer, she cried out in anguish, "I'm your sister!! I'm your sister!!" It was as if the words were echoing in my mind again, constantly pounding on my fragile heart.

"...Do you remember what happened that night?"

"No."

"Wenwen, I'm sorry..." I sincerely apologized to her and hugged her even tighter. "Brother really didn't mean to hurt you..."

After a brief silence following my words, she decided to speak to me about it: "...At the time, I was really heartbroken, more upset than ever before. I couldn't believe that my brother, who was so gentle with me, would do such a thing to me."

"I'm sorry, brother really didn't want to hurt you. It's just that I wanted to be with you so badly that I lost my temper and acted that way..."

After hearing my apology, Wenwen smiled again, her smile filled with understanding and forgiveness, which moved me so much that I was speechless for a long time.

"Brother, can you tell me what happened that night? I don't remember anything. I've tried hard to recall, but I can only vaguely remember you looking at my face, and it seems like you were sleeping next to me..."

"After you went back to your room, I followed you in not long after. You were already fast asleep. I was really nervous and scared about what I did to you, but I couldn't resist the desire to be with you. So I pushed up your pajamas and bra. Because I was very curious, and because I could only peek at you before, I took the opportunity to kiss and play with your breasts. About ten minutes later, you opened your eyes as if you were about to wake up. Afraid of missing the chance, I decided to take off your underwear, and then..."

"...Brother, were you wrapping your penis in toilet paper? Trying to use a condom like we use now for contraception?"

“No, I ejaculated directly into your vagina, and because I was so tired, I accidentally fell asleep next to you for a few hours. When I woke up, I immediately tried to wipe the semen out of your vagina with toilet paper, but because it was wet, a few pieces were left inside and I couldn't get them out. In the end, I could only help you get dressed and then quickly go back to my room.” After

I finished speaking, Wenwen didn't say anything, just stared silently at the sheets. So after a while, I decided to ask her, “So when did you start to suspect something?”

“…The next day when I woke up, I felt very dizzy and uncomfortable, and I felt a little sore down there. When I went to the bathroom, I found that my underwear was wet, and a cool, sticky liquid was flowing out. But at that time, I didn't know that I had ejaculated inside you. I just thought it smelled very strong and was very sticky, and I thought I was sick.”

“So when you washed with water, did you find that toilet paper was flowing out with it?”

"Hmm..." Wenwen nodded in agreement, then continued, "Then I remembered some stories my teacher and classmates had told me, and since I had just drunk the soy milk you bought, I realized I might have been..."

The room fell silent again, save for the sound of the air conditioner and the sunlight streaming in through the window.

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

I apologized again, feeling sad. Wenwen simply placed her warm palm on my cheek and smiled, saying, "I'm not sad anymore, brother, don't blame yourself so much. Because you really love me, don't you? And I'm already your wife, so it's a wife's duty to cooperate when her husband wants to make love."

So heartwarming and considerate, Wenwen is such a sweet girl. Seeing me sad, she would feel sad too and say comforting words, which always moves me. So I kissed her cheek, wanting to express my gratitude and appreciation; I believe she could feel it.

Wenwen accepted my kiss, and then suddenly continued the conversation quietly, saying, "...Brother, do you want to hear more about other people's troubles? Didn't you say you wanted me to tell you? I also want to tell my husband everything."

Of course I was willing, always willing. I was willing to listen to anything that was on her mind, so I quickly nodded to her.

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