[Urban] Rural Scenery Record (Volume) - 25-27

Chapter 419 The Maternal Beauty of Beautiful Flowers

June represents growth. June is precisely in the middle of a journey, neither a beginning nor an end. It lacks the awkward budding of spring and the heavy harvest of autumn: as the warm afterglow of May fades and the heat of July begins to brew, another summer begins with scorching heat and haste. It belongs to a transitional season, a season of gradual maturation.

Every year at this time, everyone's nerves begin to tense, their bodies are hot, and their hearts are restless, because June has the bustling farm work and the dreary college entrance examination.

Er Biaozi is very busy these days. In addition to dealing with his women, there are also village affairs. With the busy farming season, as the village head, he naturally has many things to handle. Fortunately, the village cadres are basically of one mind with him. Although the deputy village head, Lin Jing, does not show her face, with the support of the two capable women, Gu Caixia and Li Datao, as well as the help of the elders, Huang Haishan, Pi Gui, and Li Bao, Er Biaozi does not have to worry too much about village affairs.

Then there's Hu Meihua's matter. The artificial insemination was successful, and Hu Meihua became pregnant. Er Biaozi was naturally very concerned. This was his first pregnancy; his previous pregnancy with Ma Cuihua resulted in an abortion because Er Biaozi was just a child then, knowing nothing. But now he understands everything and has a sense of responsibility as a father.

He went up the mountain to hunt wild game, gathering nutritious things like mushrooms, wood ear fungus, and yams to nourish Hu Meihua, ensuring she had a healthy baby. Although Er Biaozi was confident in his seed quality, good things are never too much, right? He wanted Hu Meihua to be plump and healthy, so she could give him a big, healthy son—that would be wonderful!

"Meihua, have some of the medicinal soup I made myself. I added more than ten kinds of herbs, and a large worm as a medicinal guide. I simmered it for most of the day; it's absolutely nutritious!" "No, it tastes too bitter!" On the kang (a heated brick bed), Hu Meihua, whose lower abdomen was slightly protruding, lay lazily on a quilt. Next to her was a small radio with recording and playback functions. Er Biaozi had bought it for her because he was afraid she would be bored. Pregnant women shouldn't watch TV or other stimulating things, so Er Biaozi went to town to buy her this radio so she could listen to music and cultivate her mind. Hehe, this was prenatal education that would be good for the next generation. Maybe Er Biaozi's son would be a great musician or a child prodigy at birth.

Because she was at home, Hu Meihua was dressed casually. Her loose white gauze shirt was somewhat transparent, and it was clear that she was wearing a black blouse embroidered with small red flowers underneath. It was unclear whether it was because she had been eating well lately or because pregnant women's private parts were always larger than usual. Hu Meihua, who was already known as having the largest penis in Lijia Village and had no rival among all the women in the village, had become even larger. Moreover, Hu Meihua's penis was not only large, but it also did not sag. Some women may have large penises, but they would sag and affect their appearance. However, Hu Meihua did not have this flaw. The larger it got, the more it stood up. It defied the law of gravity and was truly a miracle of a woman's body!

With the above already in such a state, the lower half was even more cool and comfortable. She was wearing a pair of boxer shorts, a very ordinary outfit, the kind of floral fabric that rural women often wore. Hu Meihua's shorts were white with blue flowers, costing only a few yuan. They weren't made of pure cotton, but rather the kind of old-fashioned fabric that wasn't very absorbent. The style and material were both ordinary, but that depended on who was wearing them. On an ordinary woman, they simply served to cover her private parts, but on Hu Meihua, they showcased a woman's most elegant and beautiful side.

Four pairs of boxer shorts clung to Hu Meihua's body, revealing her two long legs. Her skin was truly the finest among women—white and delicate. Touching it felt like touching a newborn baby, so smooth and supple. Not to mention her mysterious, protruding breasts, her buttocks were perfectly shaped. Hu Meihua used to look rather delicate, but that was due to long-term malnutrition. In fact, she was already quite tall for an average woman, and her figure wasn't petite either. She had curves in all the right places, and her breasts were exceptionally large. Now that she was pregnant and getting enough nutrition every day, those areas that were previously unremarkable had become incredibly full, giving her an allure of feminine beauty and a maternal beauty that seemed to be on the verge of giving birth.

Er Biaozi held a small bowl in one hand and a small spoon in the other, intending to personally feed Hu Meihua the medicinal soup he had carefully prepared. However, he found himself unable to look away, stealing glances here and there, his eyes practically glued to the food.

"Ugh, I don't want to eat anymore! It's so bitter! It tastes awful!" Hu Meihua pouted, her brows furrowed. At this moment, Hu Meihua looked more like a little girl than usual. It was unclear whether it was due to her pregnancy or simply how pregnancy could change one's emotions, but the usually aloof and indifferent Hu Meihua had become innocent and adorable.

Er Biaozi secretly chuckled, but clearly, this Hu Meihua was more real, more genuine, and more endearing.

"Come on! Come on! Just a little bit!" Er Biaozi coaxed her like a child.

"No, no, I won't eat!"

Hu Meihua pouted resolutely, determined not to eat anything.

"Be good, good medicine tastes bitter. This is all highly nutritious food. Eating it will be good for our eldest son, hehe. When he's born, he'll be strong and healthy, never sick from a young age, just like me. He'll grow up to be a hero." Er Biaozi appealed to her emotions and reasoned with her, most importantly, he brought up the child in Hu Meihua's belly.

This immediately found a point of entry, and sure enough, Hu Meihua was somewhat tempted when she heard this reason. Her words weren't so forceful anymore, but she frowned and said, "Really? Ah, ah, okay then, for the sake of the child in my belly, I'll eat, I'll just eat a little!"

"Hey, that's a good girl, do you want me to feed you mouth-to-mouth?"

Er Biaozi teased.

"You brat, your mouth is filthy, who wants you to feed me mouth-to-mouth? Make it clear, I'll just eat a little!" "·Hu Meihua spoke softly, but unlike her usual scolding of Er Biaozi, this scolding added a touch of femininity. If Hu Meihua's beauty before was natural, then now it was a captivating beauty, the beauty of a captivating woman!

'Alright, alright, no need to feed me with your mouth, no need to feed me with your mouth, sweetie, let's just eat a little, open your mouth, yes, just a little!'·Er Biaozi showed his most tender side, the burly man transformed into a gentle man. Only Hu Meihua could enjoy such treatment; any other woman would never get a chance.

'It's really bitter!'·Hu Meihua obediently took a bite, but frowned, her beautiful face wrinkled, as if that bite was really bitter! Er Biaozi found it quite amusing. The Meihua mother, who he always saw as so noble and elegant, was actually afraid of bitter things like a child. Hehe, hehe, he really didn't know what to say. He gently placed the bowl and spoon on the kang (heated brick bed), saying, 'Is it really that bitter?'" Before Hu

Meihua could react to what Er Biaozi was about to do, she continued to feign bitterness and said, "Of course it's bitter, why don't you try it yourself!"

"Okay, then I'll try it!" Before Hu Meihua could react, Er Biaozi's big face was already pressed down on her, face to face, mouth to mouth, sealing her mouth tightly, so tightly, so tightly.

Hu Meihua gasped, just as she was realizing what was happening, her mouth was already blocked. She opened her mouth to shout, but as soon as she opened it, a large snake forcefully rushed in, churning and thrashing inside her mouth, intertwining with her own little snake. What made her even more embarrassed and agitated was that the big mouth was actually sucking up her saliva. Oh dear, the saliva that had just been secreted was already being sucked away.

After a long while, when both of them felt suffocated, Er Biaozi finally released Hu Meihua's mouth, and both of them were panting heavily.

Hu Meihua's pretty face flushed a delicate red, her heart filled with shyness and embarrassment. She glared at Er Biaozi and said, "You naughty boy, all you do is bully your Meihua mother." Er Biaozi smacked his lips, the aftertaste still lingering in his mouth. Hu Meihua's saliva was so delicious, it was better than any beverage!

This action made Hu Meihua even more shy and embarrassed, and she slapped Er Biaozi on the head, "You little brat, you're asking for a beating!" Er Biaozi was definitely the one who usually beat people up. Didn't you see that even his best brother Tiezhu often fell victim to his violence? But when facing Hu Meihua, he could only be the one to take the beating. Not only did he not get angry after being hit, but he also smiled and said, "Meihua mother, didn't you say you wanted me to taste the medicinal soup to see if it was bitter or not?" "Reporting to Meihua's mother, the medicine soup isn't bitter at all, it's actually quite sweet! Let me try

some more, it's delicious!" "I'll beat you to death, you bad boy!" Er Biaozi wasn't angry yet, but Hu Meihua was already furious and made a move to hit him again. Er Biaozi grabbed her hand, then gently pulled her into his arms, laughing, "Alright, alright, stop it, don't upset the baby."

These words were more effective than anything else. Hu Meihua, who had been struggling in Er Biaozi's arms, naturally relaxed her struggles after hearing his words, finally nestling in his embrace, her eyes half-closed, seemingly resigned to enjoying the warmth of this young man's chest, her hands stroking her belly. The scene was so harmonious, so perfect.

"Er Biaozi, do you think it's a boy or a girl in my belly?" "Of course it's a boy! Don't you even know whose child it is? Humph, it's definitely a boy." "You're just so sexist! A boy is better, a girl is worse. A girl is her mother's little darling, she loves her mother the most. I prefer girls, it's better to have a girl." "Hehe, I didn't say girls are bad, but when it comes to carrying on the family line, a boy is better. A girl will grow up to be someone else's wife, so I think a boy is better." In rural areas, boys are considered better than girls. Firstly, they can carry on the family line; secondly, boys can work. In the countryside, people toil in the fields, so boys are the strong laborers. No matter how capable a girl is, she can't compare to a boy. This is an experience and tradition passed down for thousands of years in rural areas. Er Biaozi is a very traditional person, so he prefers boys. Actually, Hu Meihua also prefers boys, but she only says it. Deep down, she hopes her unborn child is a boy, growing up to be a real man like his father.

The two of them embraced tenderly like this . They cuddled together, whispering sweet nothings, just like a normal young couple discussing their child's future. If everything had continued this way, there wouldn't have been any problems. However, Hu Meihua felt uncomfortable nestled in Er Biaozi's arms. She shifted slightly, turning to the side, which exposed her breasts to Er Biaozi's view. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but the way they were positioned made them exceptionally eye-catching and tempting. As expected, the

lustful man's attention was immediately drawn to them. Er Biaozi's burning gaze fell on Hu Meihua's full, rounded breasts, and he involuntarily reached out a finger, gently touching the spot where her breasts were. The cool, soft touch made his salivary glands work overtime. He secreted more saliva.

The extremely pleasurable feeling made him want more, wanting to take advantage of her. Men are all like that; that kind of thinking is the driving force of human progress.

Er Biaozi followed the dark and evil thoughts deep in his heart, and finally couldn't help but cover Hu Meihua's plump and firm breasts with his wolfish claws. The flesh was smooth and elastic.

Er Biaozi's slightly sweaty palm pressed against Hu Meihua's white and tender breasts. The perfect feeling of softness, smoothness, and elasticity made his desires burn like wildfire, uncontrollable.

Instantly, his palm involuntarily changed the shape of the soft flesh in his hand, and his demonic claws pressed down, sinking deep into that tender mound.

Chapter 420 Pregnant Hu Meihua

Hu Meihua Her delicate, alluring breasts, no matter how hard Er Biaozi kneaded them, would instantly spring back to their original shape, like playing with a newly acquired toy. Er Biaozi's curiosity burned brightly; he pressed and pinched them, having a great time!

His large hand pressed down, sinking deep, then bounced back, returning to its original state. Then again, his large hand pressed down, sinking deep, then bounced back, returning to its original state. Haha, so much fun, so much fun!

Er Biaozi pressed down on Hu Meihua's breasts with one hand, then pulled down her white and blue floral boxer shorts, pulling them down to her knees, revealing her smooth, supple breasts. From behind, the tightly closed base had a bulging mound, surrounded by dense pubic hair, with a hint of rosy folds visible in the center.

"What are you doing?"

The cool sensation in that area made Hu Meihua cry out in shame, her voice filled with panic and helplessness. Er

Biaozi's eyes gleamed. He not only attacked her from below but also from above, tearing her clothes off and then fumbling with her back to unbutton her bra. With her breasts no longer restrained, a pair of full, rounded breasts were revealed. Those breasts were incredibly large, well-shaped, and lustrous, like two ripe peaches, glistening with pearly light, seemingly reflecting their heavy weight.

Most noticeably, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding. Er Biaozi wasn't entirely sure how many months pregnant Hu Meihua was; men are inevitably a little slow on such matters. Moreover, Er Biaozi, with his naturally carefree personality, never took such trivial matters to heart. However, Hu Meihua's figure wasn't naturally petite, so once she became pregnant, her belly was quite noticeable after a few months. Compared to some women who were already quite thin and whose pregnancy wasn't obvious even after several months, hers was much more obvious.

Looking at the naked beauty, Er Biaozi became even more excited and said affectionately, "Meihua, I've missed you!" Hu Meihua arched her back, covering her private parts, afraid that Er Biaozi might impulsively force himself on her. She didn't care about such things, but if he harmed the baby in her womb, she would have nowhere to turn for help.

"Stop it, stop it, I'm pregnant, stop it!" Er

Biaozi's large hand grasped the heavy object. Good heavens, it used to be too big to hold with one hand, but now it felt even bigger. He said with a hint of infatuation, "But I really can't hold back anymore!"

"You naughty boy, if you touch me again I'll punish you!"

Hu Meihua, actually, was also aroused by Er Biaozi's large hand grasping her sensitive area. Pregnant women are very sensitive in that area. After several months without a man, she was already feeling restless, and the changes in her body made her feel both physically and psychologically empty. At this time, they all wanted men, but the child in her belly reminded her not to do anything wrong, or she would regret it.

However, she shouldn't have said she would punish Er Biaozi. Er Biaozi was like a stubborn donkey; he wouldn't move if you tried to lead him, and he'd back down if you tried to push him. This guy was naturally headstrong, and Hu Meihua's threat made him act recklessly.

He forcefully pulled Hu Meihua onto his lap, leaning her sideways. He was careful not to hurt the baby, not pressing her down completely, but holding back. After all, it was his child in her womb. Besides, if he did something outrageous and caused the miscarriage, Hu Meihua might kill him. Sometimes, a woman's maternal instincts are absolutely unreasonable; if angered, they're capable of anything for their child.

"What do you want to do?" Hu Meihua panicked. This man never played by the rules; he was capable of anything! So, she was momentarily at a loss.

"Hehe, what are you doing? Weren't you going to punish me?" Before the words were even finished, Er Biaozi's powerful hand landed heavily on Hu Meihua's delicate buttocks. "I, Er Biaozi, am not one to let others punish me so easily, so... hehe, I'll punish you first!" *Smack!* A wave of flesh rippled across her plump buttocks, creating a beautiful and alluring sight, like a blooming flower revealing its irresistible allure.

The sight was pleasing, and the sensation of hitting her was satisfying. Er Biaozi felt incredibly excited. His large hand swung down, each slap landing on her fleshy buttocks like a drumbeat.

"Ah!" Hu Meihua cried out shyly, trying to twist her body to escape his clutches, but the difference in their strength was too great. No matter how hard Hu Meihua tried, it was futile.

"Gently, gently, it hurts, it hurts so much!" "Then you still dare to say you'll deal with me? If you dare to deal with me, I'll deal with you first!" Er Biaozi threatened while hitting her, looking menacing. A

wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. Hu Meihua wasn't a hero, just a weak woman, but she understood this principle. She and Er Biaozi had been through so much together, what shameful tricks hadn't they played, what shameful words hadn't they said? They'd let him do everything he should and shouldn't have. Now that she was having his child, she naturally wouldn't feel the same way as when she was his godmother. She would yield when necessary, not for herself, but for the sake of the child in her womb. She had to obediently yield. If this kid really went berserk, she couldn't guarantee she could control him.

"I won't dare, I won't dare, I won't dare again, please forgive me, please forgive me, okay!" "

That delicate voice was incredibly powerful, especially coming from Hu Meihua. Her usual indifference had transformed into a seductive allure; the sudden change was truly unbearable!

This voice, which made one's blood boil and bones melt, was like a thunderbolt striking Er Biaozi, a normally active volcano, seemingly on the verge of exploding. He immediately felt his throat dry and his voice hoarse as he said, 'I'm going to die! Give it to me, give it to me!' Outside the window, someone else was also listening to the commotion. Old Li San and his wife were both listening intently to the sounds inside, but when they heard those words, Old Li San panicked and was about to rush out. Fortunately, his wife was quick-witted and pulled him back, dragging him away until he was a considerable distance from the house.

'What are you doing? Let me in! Those two scoundrels are about to do that kind of thing! If anything happens to my grandson, I won't live anymore!'" Old Li

San's voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot; clearly, he was extremely agitated.

His wife, however, was quite calm and composed, saying, "Why are you in such a hurry? You're the only ones in a rush. That slut Hu Meihua is even more anxious. Don't worry, she won't let Er Biaozi touch her for the sake of her unborn child." Old Li San, still somewhat indignant, panted heavily, "That scoundrel Er Biaozi is a madman! What wouldn't he do? I'm not afraid of accidents, but I'm afraid of the unexpected. What if he loses control? My grandson will be gone!"

His wife retorted irritably, "You're just worrying about nothing! If you're worried, go in and beat that scoundrel Er Biaozi away, protect your grandson! Don't worry, this time I promise..." "If you try to stop me, I won't care!" The repeated "you, you, you—" Old Li San was finally silenced by the challenge. Some people are just like that; for example, in a fight, the more people try to stop it, the more intense the fight becomes, and the louder they get. But if no one is there to stop them, they feel it's pointless, and the fight won't even start. Old Li San was just that kind of person.

Old Li San's wife, having lost her temper, was speechless. Without anyone to stop him, Old Li San himself couldn't get going either. He finally let out a few mumbled sounds, helpless and unable to speak. "Well, well, then I'll listen to you."

Having lived with Old Li San for so many years, his wife naturally understood her husband's personality. Seeing him like this, she smiled and beckoned, "Don't believe me? Go listen to the noise again." Old Li San was naturally skeptical, but his wife gave him a way out, which he readily accepted, saying, "Okay, okay, I'll go take a look." The couple then hurried to the wall, and what was supposed to happen between Er Biaozi and Hu Meihua inside the house naturally didn't happen. Er Biaozi wanted it, but Hu Meihua wouldn't let him do as he pleased. If it were any other woman, Er Biaozi would have succeeded. When this kid's temper flared, he didn't care about anything else; he always did what he wanted. But this woman was no ordinary woman; she was Hu Meihua, the woman he had respected since childhood, his Meihua mother. Even when his temper flared, he wouldn't dare to do anything reckless.

"How about I use my mouth to help you?" Seeing that Er Biaozi was indeed getting impatient, Hu Meihua finally blurted out these words out of shyness and embarrassment. It took her a lot of courage to say them. Hearing this, Er Biaozi chuckled twice, beaming with joy. Usually, Hu Meihua would refuse to do those embarrassing things for him, at most she would be forced to let Er Biaozi take advantage of her. It was extremely rare for her to offer to use her mouth like this. No wonder Er Biaozi was happy. He flipped over, revealing his proud member, and looked at Hu Meihua... With her cherry-red lips slightly parted, Hu Meihua chuckled, "Then I'll trouble you, Meihua-niang!" She glared fiercely at

Er Biaozi; if that gaze were a knife, Er Biaozi would probably be torn to pieces. This kid was really ruthless, pressing his advantage without giving her any face. But the words were already spoken, and Hu Meihua wasn't one to go back on her word. Besides, if she really did, Er Biaozi's temper would flare up, and he might actually force himself on her, which would be terrible for her child. For her sake, she had to do it!

Lying on her back or side was uncomfortable; her belly was protruding, making it awkward. Sitting on the kang (heated brick bed), Hu Meihua said impatiently, "Stand up! That's more comfortable!"

Er Biaozi immediately understood Hu Meihua's meaning and laughed even more smugly, holding his trembling penis to Hu Meihua's lips, chuckling, "Then I'll trouble you, Meihua-niang!" "You brat, go to hell!" Hu Meihua was furious. She opened her cherry-like mouth and bit down on the trembling manhood. "Hmph, I'll bite it off in

one bite." "Oh—" Er Biaozi howled, sounding like he was in pain but also enjoying it.

This was really too ruthless, so ruthless that Er Biaozi couldn't withstand it. His howl sounded like a wolf and a ghost at the same time.

At this moment, Lao Li San and Lao Li San's wife were standing by the window. They were so frightened by the sound that they almost fell to the ground. Had they already started fighting? Lao Li San's eyes were filled with grief and resentment. This was so ruthless. Could it be that he had really killed his grandson? In a panic, he was about to go up and fight. "If my grandson is gone, I won't live either. Er Biaozi, you bastard, I'll fight him to the death!"

But Er Biaozi immediately shouted again, "Ah, ah, Meihua's mother, your little mouth is really amazing."

A series of humming sounds followed, then Hu Meihua's intermittent, muffled voice, as if she were eating something, making her voice unclear. "You, kid, take this! I'll... I'll... kill you!" "

Ah!" "

Oh!"

Old Li San's excitement instantly subsided, his steps halted abruptly. Heh heh, thank goodness he listened down, otherwise, going up there would have been pointless. Turns out, that scoundrel in the room wasn't doing anything down there, but up there! Damn, they've got some ideas, even resorting to fancy tricks. His wife across from him gave

him a wink, and he nodded reassuringly. Good thing they weren't doing anything down there, good thing they weren't doing anything down there, heh heh, as long as my precious grandson is safe!

"Meihua's mother, you're so cute!"

"Meihua's mother, I love you to death!"

"Meihua's mother, my Meihua's mother!"

Immediately afterwards, a cacophony of wailing and howling erupted from inside the house!

Old Li San felt his own erection stirring, which filled him with ecstasy. As he aged, his manhood had become less efficient, usually lifeless and unable to move. But now, with this stimulation, it seemed to be reviving. His gaze swept over his wife across the room. She was a bit older and uglier, but she was still a woman, and he was immediately tempted.

Chapter 421 Hu Meihua

's In Hu Meihua's mouth, Er Biaozi finally ejaculated with satisfaction. Hu Meihua had prepared tissues to catch the filth, but Er Biaozi deliberately misbehaved. The moment he came out, he intentionally didn't react, trying to act as usual, so Hu Meihua didn't notice anything amiss. By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late; he had already shoved it into her mouth.

When she realized something was wrong, a foul-smelling substance sprayed into her mouth. Hu Meihua instinctively pulled it out, but it was like a leaky faucet, spraying everywhere—on her face, lips, nose, even her eyes, hair, neck, and car headlights.

Er Biaozi's penis was not only large, but also substantial; this spray was earth-shattering, a complete mess!

"Ah!"

Hu Meihua cried out in surprise, but this only made things worse. She forgot she still had the stuff in her mouth, and with a gulp, she swallowed a little bit, choking so badly her face turned red and her neck bulged. She quickly spat it out, her face turning as red as a brittle monkey's!

"You, you, you little rascal, you're so bad!" After finally catching her breath and spitting the filth into a tissue, Hu Meihua angrily cursed Er Biaozi.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Er Biaozi was secretly amused and dared not openly retaliate. He chuckled and said, "I've heard people say that eating this stuff is very nourishing. Aren't you pregnant? I thought I'd give you a good boost. How is it? It tastes pretty good, right? This is a pure, natural, green, and pollution-free product, freshly squeezed on the spot. The quality is absolutely guaranteed." "Pah!" Hu Meihua spat, "You brat, all you do is humiliate people! Why don't you eat the nutritious food yourself? Humph, you're full of scheming tricks. I'll never mess with you again. Not to mention outsiders, just look at those women in the village, go find whoever you want!"

Seeing that Hu Meihua was really angry, Er Biaozi quickly grabbed some tissues to help Hu Meihua wipe the filth splattered on her body. While wiping, he argued, "I really heard about this. If you don't believe me, ask around. I'm not making this up. The older generation said that a man's penis contains essence and blood, which is the essence of life. I'm not making up a reason to lie to you. I'm really doing this for your own good." "Pah!" Hu Meihua practically roared as she spat. "Still talking? Still talking? Whether it works or not, this excuse is definitely something you men made up to deceive women. Humph, and you certainly didn't have any good intentions when you made it up. It's all just to deliberately humiliate us women. You men are all the same!" "Yes, yes, we men are all the same. Um, Meihua's mother, I know I was wrong. I meant well but did something wrong. Um, don't be angry, don't be angry. Getting angry is bad for your health. For the sake of the son in our belly, please don't be so angry." Er Biaozi grinned and used his "Let Go Copper" technique.

Sure enough, at this moment, mentioning the child in her belly made Hu Meihua able to endure anything. Now she wasn't living for herself anymore, but for the child in her belly. After catching her breath, she glared at Er Biaozi with a hint of annoyance. "Alright, I'm not angry. I don't need to get angry over a scoundrel like you." Er Biaozi laughed and chuckled, "Yes, yes, I am a scoundrel. I'll be careful next time and I definitely won't get it in your mouth." "Pah!" A mouthful of spit landed on Er Biaozi's face. This was the third time Hu Meihua had spat, showing how furious she was. "There won't be a next time. I'm telling you, there absolutely won't be a next time. Just give up on that idea!" Er Biaozi was completely unfazed by the spit sprayed on his face. Instead, he continued to smile and say, "Yes, yes, I know, I know. Um, Meihua's mother, don't be angry, don't be angry, for the sake of the child in our belly!" Hu Meihua had been caught off guard by Er Biaozi. She couldn't vent her anger now. Just as Er Biaozi said, she had to think of the baby in her belly, even if nothing else mattered. She scrubbed the mess off her belly with toilet paper, her face scrunched up. "Ugh, so dirty! It's disgusting! It's all over the place! The smell is awful!" Er Biaozi watched Hu Meihua's scrunched-up face with interest. He had to admit, a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman; she was born with it. No matter her expression, she always looked pleasing to the eye. Even her scrunched-up face had its own charm; she was pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at her! Hu Meihua scrubbed the dirt off her body vigorously. She glanced up and saw Er Biaozi's wicked gaze fixed on her, which only fueled her anger. She couldn't stand the sight of him anymore; just seeing him made her furious. She snapped, "You've had your fun, you're out now, so get out of here! What are you doing here? Get out, get out! Just looking at you makes me angry!"

Er Biaozi groaned, "No, Meihua, I haven't had enough of you yet!" "Go to hell, you bad boy! I don't want to see you! Get out!" Hu Meihua showed him no mercy, relentlessly shooing him away. Helpless, Er Biaozi was still the same Er Biaozi in front of Hu Meihua, unable to put on the airs of his current village chief or any manly demeanor. He could only show his submission, putting on his clothes and pants while saying, "Alright, alright, don't be angry, I'll leave, okay? Um, drink that medicinal soup later, it's a real tonic, it's good for your health. Even if you don't think about anything else, you have to think about our baby in your belly, right?" "

Well, it all boils down to the child. In front of the child, Hu Meihua couldn't vent her anger, no matter how much she was upset. She could only glare at him, puffing out her cheeks without saying a word, letting Er Biaozi ramble on.

After getting dressed, Er Biaozi looked at Hu Meihua, still sitting on the kang (heated brick bed), completely naked. Her perfect figure was on full display. She was perfectly proportioned; everything that should be there was a woman's figure, and everything that shouldn't be there was none. She was like a perfect goddess. Er Biaozi swallowed hard, his mouth watering. His manhood, which had just been used, was now stirring again.

He regretted his momentary lapse of pleasure. He had completely offended Hu Meihua; she probably wouldn't help him anymore. Otherwise, he could have taken advantage of her, or she might have helped him. Even if not with her mouth, her delicate hands would have been a pleasure. He wore a dejected expression, hiding his regret.

"So, I'm leaving now?" Er Biaozi didn't want to leave; he really wanted to stay!

"Get out of here!" But Hu Meihua wouldn't give him that chance, showing him no mercy whatsoever. She said "Get out" without hesitation, leaving no room for negotiation.

"So I'm really leaving?" Er Biaozi still wanted to try.

"Get out!" But this time, there was truly no chance. Hu Meihua's icy face expressed her feelings and resolve.

He looked back several times, but in the end, he could only slink away.

Once outside, Er Biaozi sighed unwillingly, but then his ears twitched. It sounded like he was hearing noises coming from the next room—the sounds of...that kind of thing. A thought struck him. He knew that sometimes when he and Hu Meihua were doing "that kind of thing," Old Li San and his wife had a habit of eavesdropping at the window. But usually, he didn't point it out. Let them listen; it didn't affect his own business. However, he usually didn't tell Hu Meihua; women are always more sensitive.

Er Biaozi had naturally heard the commotion they were making outside the window, but he and Hu Meihua were having too much fun to pay attention. They, however, seemed to have gotten hooked, excited by the noise, and went back inside to check their findings. Er Biaozi was already annoyed. "

I'm down on my luck, but you're having fun? That won't do!"

A mischievous thought crossed his mind. Er Biaozi crept over to the window of their room and quietly peered inside. Of course, it was dark, so he couldn't see anything. He listened intently; he could hear something. Heh heh, Er Biaozi had just caught the right moment.

"Old woman, you, you give me a couple of sucks too!"

"You old geezer, you've got some ideas from those two! Go ahead and do it, I'm not going to be like that shameless woman!" "You old hag, what's wrong with a couple of sucks? I did it when I was younger, humph!" "I'll let that slut of a daughter-in-law make you suffer, I won't serve you anymore!" Old Li San's wife's tone was harsh, like gunpowder about to explode, probably because she wasn't satisfied in that area.

Old Li San, on the other hand, probably hadn't regained his virility, so his tone naturally softened. In this kind of thing, a man who can't perform is considered weak-willed.

Er Biaozi, who was initially enjoying the conversation, was enraged when Old Li San's wife started using vulgar language about him and Hu Meihua. This old woman's mouth was truly vicious and unforgiving; she wouldn't say anything to his face, but behind his back she would say all sorts of nasty things—she was no good.

Already angry, Er Biaozi naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch. "You're the ones who suffered a loss! Damn it, I won't let you get away with this! And those who dare to curse me and Meihua's mother behind our backs! I'm going to barge in and ruin their fun, make them lose face!" But then he thought again, and realized that might not be the best approach. If he really barged in and ruined their fun, what if they turned on him tomorrow? He and Hu Meihua were in the middle of it all; if they pulled a stunt on him, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

Today he was the first, but tomorrow they could do it on the fifteenth; he couldn't take that risk. But if he didn't barge in and spoil their fun, he was unwilling to give up. Finally, he came up with an idea, coughed heavily, and said loudly, "Grandpa Li San, Grandma Li San, come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Several screams came from inside the house. Clearly, Er Biaozi's words had startled the old couple, who cried out in panic.

Old Li San almost shouted, "..." "Village Chief Li, Village Chief Li, wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm coming out now."

Er Biaozi, having succeeded in ruining their plans, couldn't help but smile smugly. Knowing when to stop, he said, "You have something to do? No problem, I don't have anything urgent either, I'll be going now!"

Chapter 422

Hu Meihua practically burst into laughter as she ran out of the stairwell. Heh heh, you little punks, daring to talk bad about me, Er Biaozi, behind my back, I'll make you pay!

Of course, Er Biaozi's life wasn't just about Hu Meihua. He had many other women in Li Family Village: the trio of harlots Gu Caixia, Li Datao, and Xu Xiangyun, and the woman he felt a first love with, Li Hongmei. However, Li Hongmei and her mother always kept to themselves. His relationship with Er Biaozi was also ambiguous.

However, in June, none of this was Er Biaozi's biggest selfish concern, because June had a most important day: the most important day for his little sister, Li Sanya.

The Gaokao (National College Entrance Examination) is the abbreviation for the National Unified Examination for College Admissions. It is divided into: the regular Gaokao, the adult Gaokao, and the self-study examination. The Gaokao is one of the platforms for candidates to choose universities and gain admission, and it is one of the national education examinations.

The Gaokao generally refers to the higher education entrance examination. Currently, there are three forms: the regular college entrance examination, the self-study examination, and the adult Gaokao. The Gaokao is the qualification standard for candidates to choose universities and gain admission. The National College Entrance Examination (NCEE) is one of the national examinations. It is organized and managed uniformly by the state, with the state or province specifically responsible for setting the questions. The exam is held at a unified time (in some provinces and cities with more subjects, the end time is later). NCEE scores directly affect the level of university one can enter. Achieving excellent NCEE scores is a core prerequisite for getting into a top university. The university one enters is crucial, almost influencing one's entire life.

The Li family had three children. The eldest, Li Daweifeng, due to family circumstances and other reasons, only attended primary school and then stayed home to farm. She married when she reached marriageable age. The second son, Li Erbiao, barely managed to attend middle school... He could only recognize a few characters and write his own name; his brain wasn't big enough to support him reading much. His mind was a complete mess. Only his third sister, Li Sanya, was bright and clever from a young age, a natural student. From elementary school to middle school and then high school, she excelled in everything. The entire Li family's hopes rested on her.

Er Biaozi naturally acted like an older brother towards his adopted sister, Li Sanya, showering her with affection. After finishing his village business, he went straight to town, carrying large bags full of wild game, nutritious foods, and herbs. He had no other skills, but this was his only advantage. He'd heard that the pressure during the college entrance exam was immense, so eating these things would help him perform better. Heh heh, if his sister got into a prestigious university, he, Er Biaozi, would be proud!

Carrying so much stuff, he couldn't go straight to school. He thought about it; Er Biaozi actually had a few places to stay in town—the places with Sister Cat and the Zuo sisters, but the thought of that so-called "Six Women's Alliance" made him hesitate.

Besides that alliance, Er Biaozi also had a woman he was secretly keeping in town, a very unfortunate woman—that North Korean woman, Jin Ling. Perhaps Jin Ling was... A good choice.

But besides Jinling, the most legitimate place for Er Biaozi in town was still the home of his legal wife, Ma Jinhua. That was his legal wife, meaning it was also his real home. It had been a long time since he'd been back, so he figured he might as well go see her on the way.

He'd been to Ma Jinhua's house a few times before. Her house was on the third floor. It was one of those older buildings, without a security door or anything, just old cement stairs. As soon as he entered the building, he was startled to see the sisters, Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Haha, they were actually here, because of their entanglements with other women... His relationship with the Ma sisters cooled down. He hadn't seen them in a long time. Looking up, he saw Ma Cuihua, a tall woman wearing a fashionable blue dress and black stockings. June in Northeast China wasn't too cold or too hot, but in this season, women had already opened their hearts and shown their most beautiful side. Ma Cuihua's long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she wore high heels. Her swaying hips accentuated her curves, revealing her alluring figure. She had all the curves that befit a woman, with her large, prominent breasts hanging loosely. As she went upstairs, she saw Ma Yuhua from the side angle of Er Biaozi's gaze, and wow, she was absolutely stunning!

Looking at the second sister of the Ma family, Ma Yuhua was no less beautiful than her older sister, Ma Cuihua. Both Ma sisters were tall and slender, and they were also wearing skirts, but not dresses; the top and skirt were separate pieces. She wore a plaid, tight-fitting top and a shorter skirt. On her legs, of course, were the ever-present, but not the kind of stockings that most women could pull off with style—they were flesh-colored, and at first glance, it seemed as if she wasn't wearing anything at all. On her feet were a pair of crystal sandals, revealing her perfectly shaped feet.

The two sisters dressed in a masculine style, subtly revealing their feminine features. They were both quite stylish women. In the countryside, such women might be called "seductresses," but undeniably, natural beauty is one thing, but knowing how to dress is another. Sometimes a naturally beautiful woman can attract a man, but sometimes, a woman who knows how to dress and present her best self is even more attractive. Often, a single gesture, a glance, or a sexually suggestive garment—pants, stockings, a bra—can have an incredible effect.

Glancing left at Ma Cuihua and right at Ma Yuhua, both women were mature women, each possessing their own mature charm. His masculine thoughts began to stir again. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, and time allows this beauty to fully develop. Having not seen these two women for a long time, they seemed even more beautiful than before!

Er Biaozi's lower body began to stir; all men have this thought, they can never resist such stimulation. He looked around; it was an old-style building, with three units and three households per floor. Most of the residents were long-time residents. He wondered why Ma Jinhua, a high-ranking town mayor, still lived here. Seeing that the hallway was empty, Er Biaozi sped up and suddenly slapped them from behind, roughly grabbing their breasts. The feel of his hands was amazing!

"Ah! A pervert!" "Ah! A bad guy!"

The Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua sisters were walking upstairs when a pair of large hands suddenly touched their private parts from behind, naturally startling them. Women's reactions at this moment are basically the same: screaming loudly.

"Don't scream, it's me, it's me, it's Er Biaozi!" Er Biaozi had intended to surprise them, but the situation spiraled out of his control. If he attracted attention, he'd lose face terribly. Harassing a woman wasn't a serious crime, but it would certainly damage his reputation.

"Ah, it's Er Biaozi!"

"It's that bastard Er Biaozi!" The Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua sisters finally recognized who had come up behind them and groped their breasts. Their voices were filled with surprise and joy as they cried out.

"Alright, alright, it's me. Stop shouting, or you'll really attract attention." Er

Biaozi quickly stopped their shouting. Fortunately, this apartment building was different from the single-story houses in the village. In the countryside, if something happened, you could just call out and everyone would come to help. But in the city, the apartments were just walls next to each other. You might live there for years and not know who lived across the hall. The people were so indifferent; the high-rise buildings isolated people from each other.

Ma Cuihua, a grown woman, suddenly acted like a little girl, which made her even more charming and cute. Seeing her red tongue sticking out like a red snake, Er Biaozi's heart stirred even more. He chuckled wickedly and pulled them over, his large hands groping their plump breasts. His right hand moved up Ma Cuihua's fleshy stockings. The flesh in that area was firm and tender. Even through the stockings, he could still feel the wonderful taste. He chuckled and said, "What are you sisters doing here?"

"You're such a scoundrel! Tell me, how long has it been since you've seen us sisters? Humph, I heard you've been enjoying yourself with women in Li Family Village, have you already forgotten about us old and faded women?" Ma Cuihua said coquettishly, her words a mixture of reluctance and attraction. She both loved and hated Er Biaozi, but more so than hated. The moment Er Biaozi's large hand touched her, she felt all her strength drain away, as if that place was starting to feel wet again, soaking the pants she had just changed that morning. "

Yes, Er Biaozi, you're such a scoundrel! We three sisters have all followed you, but who knew you'd be such a scoundrel, ignoring us like that, forgetting your old flames for new ones. It really breaks our hearts!"

Ma Yuhua also felt the magic of Er Biaozi, her peach-blossom eyes gleaming with lust, and she whispered sweet nothings to Er Biaozi.

Although both women seemed to be criticizing Er Biaozi, he could tell that deep down they still felt more affection for him than dislike. In other words, they still had feelings for him, but out of pride, they weren't willing to beg him. They wanted him to come to them.

Er Biaozi couldn't afford to lose his temper at this point. People are all human; they treated him this way, so he naturally had to be good to them in return. He was like a donkey that could be easily flattered—anything was acceptable!

One hand caressed Ma Cuihua's plump breasts, while the other moved upwards, exploring her high, firm breasts. Her skin was elastic, and Er Biaozi couldn't bear to touch it.

He said, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. Ah, it's not entirely my fault, is it? You should also blame your sister. She pressured me like that, but I had no choice. Um, Aunt Cuihua, Second Aunt Yuhua, I've missed you all so much!"

Ma Yuhua giggled. Regardless of whether Er Biaozi's words were sincere or not, she took them to heart. She tapped his forehead with her slender white finger and said in a stern voice, "Long time no see, you've become quite the smooth talker. Have you learned some lessons from many women? Humph, we know you too well. You forget your old flame as soon as you find a new one." "That's right, you're such an ingrate, you've wasted all the good Aunt Cuihua has done for you," Ma Cuihua nodded in agreement with her sister's point of view.

With another chuckle, Ma Yuhua laughed so hard her face trembled, "Oh dear, I think your family hierarchy is a bit messed up. This kid calls you Aunt Cuihua, and he's our sister's man, nominally our brother-in-law. This messy relationship, isn't it that legendary 'messy' thing?"

Er Biaozi suddenly pulled hard, grabbing a handful from inside the lampshade. Ma Yuhua cried out in pain, her small mouth panting rapidly, her pretty face turning red, her delicate body trembling slightly. She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "You little brat, you want to pull it off? It hurts so much!" "

Er Biaozi chuckled and said, 'Who told you to be so eloquent? Just to punish you for your mistake, hehe, today I'm going to kill two birds with one stone, one dragon taking on two phoenixes!'

Ma Yuhua glared at Er Biaozi and cursed, 'You little rascal, you're full of tricks and never do anything good. All you do is ruin us women. Humph, if you want to do something, just do it. Why make up such a lame excuse? I'll let you do whatever you want. If you've got the guts, come and do it right here!'" Ma

Cuihua tried to stop her sister's reckless outburst, but to no avail. Having watched Er Biaozi grow up, she knew his fierce temper. He was a stubborn mule, refusing to budge even when insulted, and challenging him usually ended badly. The villagers unanimously agreed that you should never challenge Er Biaozi; if you did, he was capable of anything. Sure enough

, as soon as Ma Cuihua spoke, Er Biaozi's eyes flashed with a piercing light, his white teeth bared, making him look like a ruthless killer. He said menacingly, "Second Aunt Yuhua, you said it!" Ma Cuihua seemed to sense something was amiss, but she couldn't back down now. She, Ma Cuihua, had always been strong-willed; she wouldn't lose face even if she lost. She steeled herself and said, "Yes, I said it!" Ma Cuihua sighed beside her. "It's over, it's over. This has really provoked Er Biaozi's temper. This is bad."

Er Biaozi smiled sinisterly. He admitted that Ma Yuhua had really ignited his anger. There was nothing Er Biaozi wouldn't dare to do in the world, humph!

Chapter 423 In the Stairwell (2)

When Er Biaozi's big hand went to tear at Ma Yuhua's panties under her short skirt, Ma Yuhua panicked a little. After all, the stairwell was a public place, and it was broad daylight. If someone saw it, even if she didn't lose face, she would lose face for the town mayor's sister who lived here!

Desperately holding down Er Biaozi's wicked hand, Ma Yuhua pleaded in a low voice, "Not here, not here, Er Biaozi, let's go back inside, okay? You can do whatever you want to your second sister Yuhua back inside." Ma Yuhua had automatically downgraded her generation, from Aunt Yuhua to Second Sister Yuhua, showing considerable self-awareness. She knew Er Biaozi was serious this time, and she dared not resist further. She could only passively defuse the situation and try to quell Er Biaozi's anger. When this boy got angry, the sisters simply couldn't resist. While Ma Cuihua was Er Biaozi's first woman, the one who guided him from a boy to a real man, in terms of their actual relationship, Ma Cuihua still couldn't compare to Hu Meihua in Er Biaozi's heart. Sometimes, Er Biaozi hesitated to make excessive demands because of Hu Meihua, but he didn't have as many psychological burdens with the sisters Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua.

Meanwhile, Ma Cuihua quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, Yuhua's right. Er Biaozi, let's go back to Jinhua's house. Jinhua's not home, so you can do whatever you want with us. We sisters can do whatever we want with you." Er Biaozi glanced at Ma Yuhua and then at Ma Cuihua. The three Ma sisters all seemed to have inherited a lot of genes; their skin was the fair, delicate white that many women envied—so fair it would leave a red mark if you pinched it. Fair skin was said to hide many flaws, and women with good skin often attracted more attention from men. Furthermore, all three sisters were tall, around 1.6 meters, which was quite tall for women.

Both were wearing pantyhose, one in black and one in flesh-colored—they were pushing the limits! Er Biaozi suddenly felt impatient; dressed so provocatively, wasn't it obvious... "What's with the pretense? Why are you pretending?" He pulled Ma Yuhua close, revealing a face as fair as a peach blossom, though it was now clearly showing signs of panic and fear. Er Biaozi chuckled and pressed his lips to hers, directly onto her small mouth. A passionate kiss ensued, lips and tongues mingling, saliva flowing. Er Biaozi was a highly skilled kisser, with considerable experience and a knack for different women. He was adept at various kissing techniques, and Ma Yuhua was no match for him. Soon, her breathing quickened, and a blush returned to her cheeks, making her look incredibly beautiful.

She pulled her small mouth away, smacking her lips, and exclaimed domineeringly, "No, I want to stay here in this stairwell!" "

Well, all that pleading and begging was for nothing. This kid's a jerk. Trying to reason with him is like a blind man lighting a candle—a complete waste of time." Ma Cuihua looked at her younger sister, Ma Yuhua, who in turn looked at her older sister, Ma Cuihua. Both sisters were furious but helpless, forced to remain silent in protest against his violence.

Er Biaozi chuckled, "Silence means agreement. Hehe, let's have some fun! What's there to be afraid of?" "Of course you're not afraid, kid. If someone sees us, it'll be us sisters who lose face," Ma Cuihua retorted irritably.

"In broad daylight, what if someone comes out? Er Biaozi, you really don't know what's good for you!"

Ma Yuhua was even more at a loss for words. This kid was a complete jerk!

Er Biaozi didn't care about any of that. He was a grown man, not afraid of being seen. He dragged the two women to a corner of the landing. The building had an old-fashioned staircase, a narrow cement floor, and the landing itself wasn't very big. All three apartments had their doors tightly shut; thankfully, no one came out at that moment. Looking around, there was nowhere to hide, but Er Biaozi wanted that thrill. He reached his large hand directly under the two women's skirts.

Ma Yuhua tried to plead, her alluring eyes gleaming with desire, and said in a sweet voice, "It really won't work here. Someone will see." 'But Ma Cuihua knew Er Biaozi's temperament. At this point, saying anything else was useless. Having watched Er Biaozi grow up, she knew that only a few people could control his wild nature: his father and mother, or his godmother Hu Meihua, and his quirky little sister. Apart from these few people, no one could sway his thoughts. He did whatever he wanted. Thinking that she wasn't among these people, she said irritably, 'Yuhua, don't say anything useless. Once this kid has made up his mind, he will definitely not change it.' "

Er Biaozi suddenly kissed Ma Cuihua's smooth cheek, saying with no small amount of pride, 'Cuihua understands me best!'

Seeing that things were already unavoidable, the Ma sisters exchanged glances. Their sisterly affection was perfectly displayed at this moment. Since this brat Er Biaozi wanted to go crazy, the sisters could only play along. With a slight nod, Ma Cuihua responded softly with a flirtatious look in her eyes. Her eyes were alluring, and her lips were curved in a smile, exuding an indescribable charm. She chuckled and said, 'Alright, we sisters will play along with you, you little rascal. Yuhua, you keep an eye on the people for me. I'll go first.'" At this moment, Ma Yuhua objected, hesitatingly saying, "This place is too dangerous. Whether someone comes down from above or comes up from below, or if the residents of these houses hear the noise, we have nowhere to avoid it!" "Yes, doing that kind of thing in broad daylight in this stairwell... what was that brat Er Biaozi thinking? Isn't he just playing with fire and going too far? Isn't he afraid? Or is he just a scoundrel?

" "Then what do you suggest?" Ma Cuihua, hearing her sister's words, also felt it made sense. This place was too conspicuous. If someone really came out, they could see everything at a glance. In broad daylight, who could guarantee there wouldn't be people in the stairwell? Ma Yuhua hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment, and then said, "How about... how about we stay on the stairs? That way, even if someone comes out, we can hear the noise. Whether someone comes down from above or below, we can hear it first, giving us some breathing room." "

Actually, the staircases and landings in the hallway are pretty much the same, just with slight differences. But Ma Yuhua is finding the best option from the worst possible outcome; even a little bit of effect is good!"

Er Biaozi's large hands caressed the two women's tender legs, slowly climbing upwards, even reaching the top of their skirts, to their sensitive crotches. Meanwhile, his own manhood was already throbbing with desire. He didn't allow them to consider what was appropriate or inappropriate, and with a snort, said, "Fine." "Let's go to the stairs!"

The three men went up another floor to the middle of the stairs. Er Biaozi put the large bag he was carrying on the top of the stairs, which served as a buffer, giving those coming down a buffer time. Those below could only listen for the noise. Er Biaozi was wearing a pair of loose trousers, which was very convenient at this time. He simply pulled them down, along with his boxer shorts, revealing his furious, ready-to-go look. He was filled with a ferocious and murderous aura and said, "The final showdown, who wants to go first?" (The following lines are a poem and not directly related to the previous text: "Furious, leaning against the railing, the rain has just stopped. I raise my eyes, look up to the sky and roar, my heart filled with fierce ambition. Thirty years of fame and glory are now dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are now clouds and moon. Do not idly wait, lest your youthful head turn white in vain, filled with empty sorrow. The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged: When will the humiliation of the subjects be extinguished? I will drive a long chariot, and shatter the Helan Mountains. My ambition is to feast on the flesh of the barbarians when hungry, and laughingly drink the blood of the Huns when thirsty.") "Let's start anew, reclaim our lost lands, and reclaim the imperial throne!"

Er Biaozi unleashed a furious rendition of "Man Jiang Hong," his massive spear gleaming with murderous intent, aimed directly at the Ma sisters. He was undeniably imposing! So domineering, so menacing!

Having not seen Er Biaozi's spear for so long, Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua's eyes burned with desire. Men and women are naturally drawn to each other; men like beautiful women, and women like strong men. Er Biaozi was definitely a woman's ideal in that regard, especially for mature women like the Ma sisters who understood the pleasures of that area. They couldn't bear to part with Er Biaozi, this towering figure.

"I'll go first!"

"I'll go first!"

the two women almost simultaneously volunteered.

Ma Cuihua declared without hesitation, "I'm the eldest, I'll go first!"

Ma Yuhua retorted without giving them any face: "What eldest sister? I acknowledge you, you're the eldest sister. I don't acknowledge you, you're nothing. I simply don't acknowledge you, so being the eldest sister is useless."

Ma Cuihua glared at him, "Ma Yuhua, are you planning to disown me as your elder sister?"

Ma Yuhua glared back, "Ma Cuihua, you're absolutely right, I just don't want to acknowledge you as my elder sister anymore." Seeing that her elder sisterly authority wasn't working, Ma Cuihua sighed, "Yuhua, I'm doing this for your own good. What if someone sees this? I'm too old for that."

Ma Yuhua retorted without backing down, "Elder sister, I'm doing this for your own good too. It's precisely because you're older that I can't let you lose face. Let me, your younger sister, handle anything."

The two women argued, whether it was genuine sisterly affection or something else entirely, but they were both red-faced and determined not to give in.

Er Biaozi had a headache. What was the point of arguing at this point? He just wanted to finish quickly. Despite his reckless appearance and insistence on doing *that* in this place, he had to consider the consequences if they found out. He had thought about it for a moment. The building was an old, five-story structure with only a few households. Although it was old, people in the town who lived in such buildings were considered to be of status and position. Although it was broad daylight, most people had already left for work, so there were hardly any people around. However, better safe than sorry, he wanted to finish quickly. The excitement was already overwhelming him, and he didn't have time to play along. He reached out and took the initiative, making the decisive move for them.

Whether it was Ma Cuihua or Ma Yuhua, it didn't matter. He casually pulled Ma Cuihua, who was closer to him, over, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her close. He lowered his head and ran a hand through Ma Cuihua's hair, slowly turning her head so that she was facing him. "Aunt Cuihua, you're the eldest, so you go first! Aunt Yuhua, listen carefully, hehe, I'll be done in a minute!" Ma Yuhua saw that Er Biaozi had chosen the eldest sister, Ma Cuihua, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Anyway, it would be her turn sooner or later, so why bother fighting for first place? She teased, "Er Biaozi, you'd better keep your word, and be done in three minutes!" "

Er Biaozi grinned smugly, 'That's probably impossible. Even if I, Er Biaozi, were three minutes faster, I still wouldn't be finished. Hehe, what can I do when I'm so naturally endowed with such good looks? There's nothing I can do about it!' Looking at Er Biaozi's smug expression, Ma Cuihua said irritably, 'Don't be so smug. Everyone knows you're well-endowed, otherwise we sisters wouldn't have followed you. Hurry up, don't waste time. It's been a long time since anyone's done this. If we had started earlier, we could have finished by now!' 'Yes, start, start, hurry up, Er Biaozi, can't you see your Aunt Cuihua is getting impatient?' Ma Cuihua chuckled."

"Oh!" Er Biaozi replied with a teasing "got it done," grabbed Ma Cuihua, and kissed her. The first kiss landed on her hair, the second on her forehead, then her eyes, her cheeks, and finally a hard peck on her red lips.

Er Biaozi was very passionate, licking her tongue while his hands groped her body, making smacking and nibbling sounds.

At the same time, his big hands also unceremoniously pulled at her skirt and untied the restraints inside. A storm was about to unfold in the stairwell.

Chapter 424 In the stairwell (3)

Lifting up the skirt and pulling down the pants, Er Biaozi was very skilled at this trick. Different places required different tricks. For example, at home, he could use any trick. On the earthen bed in the countryside, he could use any trick. But in this narrow stairwell, and to prevent people from coming out, the trick had to be quick and safe. This doggy style became the most suitable. A good choice.

Pulling off pantyhose is really difficult; they clung tightly to her body, all the way up to her waist and abdomen. Er Biaozi tried for ages but couldn't get them off. Frustrated, he grabbed the pantyhose and, with a burst of strength, ripped them open with a "clink!" The thin pantyhose couldn't withstand Er Biaozi's grip. The rascal managed to tear Ma Cuihua's pantyhose in the middle, revealing a black silk thong underneath.

Ma Cuihua was always the most fashionable woman in Lijia Village. Her title of "Village Flower" was no exaggeration. Compared to Hu Meihua, another beauty in Lijia Village, Ma Cuihua was even more renowned in the eyes of the villagers, young and old. This was because she knew how to dress, how to use her feminine charm, and how to dress in a very fashionable way. And at around forty years old, she was at the prime of her life, exuding a mature and vibrant aura.

"Fine, take them off! Why did you tear them? They're brand new!" Ma Cuihua was startled when Er Biaozi suddenly ripped her pantyhose. She turned around and glared angrily at him. This guy was a violent maniac. What was he in such a hurry for? If you can't take them off, I can take them off myself. Why did you have to tear them? Er Biaozi

chuckled and said, "It's just a torn pair of pantyhose. Don't worry, I'll buy you ten or eight pairs later. Then I can tear them all I want. Hehe, it's all about the fun."

Ma Cuihua laughed along. Since it didn't concern her, she could stay out of it and said jokingly, "Alright, sister, you don't know his temper. That's just the kind of guy he is. There's no point in reasoning with him." Ma Cuihua chuckled to herself. She knew this brat quite well; she'd only said those things in a moment of anger. What was the point of reasoning with him now? There was no point. She could only snort, "Alright, alright, I know. Do whatever you want, but hurry up, or someone might actually come."

Er Biaozi readily agreed, "Okay!"

He pulled down the black silk thong, revealing her perfectly round, white, smooth breasts. Like a white jade plate with a slit in the middle, it was the natural groove everyone has. Ma Cuihua was already fair-skinned; this area, due to long periods without sunlight, was even whiter, like a super-fermented white steamed bun, so tempting and tempting to take a bite.

To describe a woman's beautiful, sexy figure, one often says "curved in the front and perky in the back." "Curved" refers to the breasts, and "perky" refers to the buttocks. If the upper body is what attracts men, then the buttocks are a woman's killer curves. In the sexual relationship, while the buttocks aren't as emphasized as the upper body, they still play an indispensable role. For example, if a couple gets tired of the same method and things become discordant, they can try a different approach, bringing the buttocks into play, and they can enjoy that intoxicating experience again.

Moreover, in the eyes of some men, the most attractive and beautiful part of a woman's body is undoubtedly her buttocks below her slender waist. When admiring a woman's figure, some men spend most of their time focusing on her buttocks. The swaying of her buttocks as she walks makes men's hearts flutter. At this moment, a man's feeling is like the little match girl staring at a plump, golden-brown, sizzling roast goose in the oven, swallowing his saliva until the scenery disappears from his sight or he is disturbed by something else.

The vagina plays its best role in intercourse during the rear-entry position. When the woman raises her vagina as high as possible, the man can see a view of her genitals that is not usually visible from above, a view that is easily overlooked. This position provides the man with visual pleasure. The man, from behind with the vagina raised, in a semi-seated position, holds the woman's waist and thrusts forcefully, using forward, backward, left, right, diagonal, and rotating movements to stimulate the vagina. Both partners will experience an irresistible pleasure.

In the minds of some elderly people, the buttocks have always been associated with fertility, and they firmly believe that a prominent buttocks not only facilitate childbirth but also enhance sexual desire. The I Ching even says, "The buttocks are without skin, and their movement is slow and unsteady." Er Biaozi now felt this way. When Ma Cuihua revealed her stunning beauty in an extremely shocking way, he was instantly aroused. It wasn't that Er Biaozi hadn't seen Ma Cuihua's beauty before; as Er Biaozi's first woman, he had seen and personally experienced every part of Ma Cuihua's body. But this... The environment, the scene, inevitably gave Er Biaozi a slight shock.

Feeling the lack of movement for so long, and the fact that his usually dark body was exposed to the cold air, he knew that Ma Cuihua was a woman, and in such matters, women were inherently weaker. They couldn't do what they wanted like men; they had many things to consider.

At a sudden sound, Ma Cuihua turned back to look at Er Biaozi and said, "What are you just staring at? Hurry up, someone's coming soon!" Seemingly realizing he'd overreacted, Er Biaozi quickly composed himself, drew his gun, and launched a full-scale attack, chuckling, "Alright, alright, I'm coming!"

But before Er Biaozi could even get his gun up, Ma Cuihua couldn't wait any longer.

"Since that's the case, why don't you hurry up? Don't you know every moment is precious? Look how impatient everyone is! You guys better hurry up, I'm getting tired of watching you." With a teasing look, Ma Yuhua boldly grabbed Er Biaozi's crotch and thrust it towards her sister Ma Cuihua's area. This sudden, enthusiastic action startled Er Biaozi, almost causing an accident. "

You shameless woman, why are you so impatient?" Er Biaozi seized the opportunity, sinking the ball in one shot, a perfect birdie!

With a muffled groan, Ma Cuihua, despite her many experiences with Er Biaozi and her familiarity with his imposing size, still found herself somewhat overwhelmed each time. This man possessed an attack power and size far exceeding that of conventional weapons, and initially, it was truly difficult to withstand! Er

Biaozi, however, disregarded Ma Cuihua's feelings, focusing solely on his own pleasure. In such matters, both parties enjoy and revel in each other's company. He gently lifted Ma Cuihua's delicate breasts, directly accommodating his member, letting out a long, comfortable moan, before galloping forward in unrestrained joy.

"Oh! Ah, ah, oh ah!" Ma Cuihua, after all, was Ma Cuihua. After a brief period of adjustment, she quickly got into the swing of things. Compared to the naive women like Sister Cat, the Zuo sisters, Gu Xiaoxi, and Tie Yanan, Ma Cuihua was definitely at a mature level. If the members of the so-called Six Women's Alliance were all at Ma Cuihua's level, Er Biaozi would probably tremble with fear at the sight of such an alliance!

Afterwards, their voices became uncontrollably loud, their moans, gasps, and soft sounds echoing throughout the stairwell.

Ma Yuhua initially watched with amusement, but her attitude gradually changed. She had initially been pleased that Er Biaozi had chosen Ma Cuihua first instead of her, hoping to see her sister's embarrassment. But now she regretted it. Why hadn't he chosen her first? Watching Er Biaozi's thick member thrust in and out of Ma Cuihua's body, the red welts parting, the black pubic hair scattered, and the water splashing—all these stimulated Ma Yuhua's visual nerves and fueled the burning fire within her. It felt as if a small hand was scratching at her from below, a stinging sensation that made her unsteady. Holding onto the stair railing, Ma Yuhua's legs began to tremble and clench tightly, because she felt her own body begin to leak fluid.

Ma Cuihua stood on the first step of the staircase, initially only slightly bent over, holding onto the handrail with one hand free. But after a while, as Er Biaozi launched his full-scale attack, she began to struggle. Each of Er Biaozi's thrusts was powerful, each one pushing forward, and holding onto the handrail with only one hand was clearly insufficient. Ma Cuihua swayed unsteadily, quickly saying, "Easy, easy, I can't stand!" Er Biaozi, caught up in the moment, didn't care whether Ma Cuihua could hold on or not, and continued to hold onto the handrail with one hand... Holding Ma Cuihua's slender waist, Er Biaozi, though having given birth to a daughter named Lu Yueyue, noted that women in the past typically gave birth via vaginal delivery, unlike modern women who often have cesarean sections and cosmetic incisions, leaving a scar on their lower abdomen. Women of the past didn't have this problem; Ma Cuihua's abdomen still looked completely natural, as if she hadn't given birth. Er Biaozi's other hand pressed down on Ma Cuihua's buttocks, preventing her from moving too much, effectively stabilizing her. With the position and sensations aligned, Er Biaozi, relentless in his thrusts, didn't care about anything else.

"Just a little while, just a little while longer, ah, ah, Cuihua, Cuihua, just a little longer, just a little longer!" Er Biaozi gritted his teeth, his thrusts relentless and powerful.

Persistence, persistence, persistence is hope! Persistence, persistence, persistence is victory!

Ma Cuihua was holding on, and so was Ma Yuhua, unaware that at that moment, someone entered from outside the building—a rather young and pretty woman, carrying a parasol, wearing a short top and a miniskirt. She wasn't very tall, but her legs were quite shapely, and her figure was rather attractive. She swayed her hips and twisted her hips, clearly a young and fashionable woman, recently married. Perhaps her husband was capable, and she had become a housewife. She had just returned from buying some groceries. It

was a little after nine in the morning; fewer people were going out or returning at this time, but that didn't mean no one was going out or returning. The building had five floors, with three units on each floor, totaling fifteen households. Er Biaozi and the Ma sisters lived on the fourth floor, as did Ma Jinhua. This excluded the nine households on the lower three floors, and Ma Yuhua's six households on the upper floors, leaving only five households. It seemed unlikely that anyone would come by, but Er Biaozi was unlucky enough to return at that exact moment.

The woman went down to the first floor. Er Biaozi was still violently assaulting Ma Cuihua. Ma Yuhua, who had been assigned to listen for the commotion downstairs, was completely absorbed in Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua's frenzied performance and had forgotten her duty.

The woman had reached the second floor. Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua, engrossed in their activities on the fourth-floor stairwell, were completely unaware. They were trying their best to be quiet, afraid someone would hear them, but in this kind of activity, complete silence was impossible. Even with their best efforts, some noise still carried.

The woman on the second floor seemed to have heard the noise. Holding her folded parasol, she frowned slightly. What was that sound? Was it the construction site next door again? Those country bumpkins, didn't they know noise pollution? If this continued, she'd report them—a bunch of bumpkins.

When the woman had already stepped onto the third floor, the final battle between Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua was just entering its final stage. Er Biaozi, who was ruthless and skilled in battle, held Ma Cuihua, who was about to collapse, with both hands, holding her firmly in front of him. Before, Ma Cuihua supported herself, but now her body was entirely supported by Er Biaozi. If Er Biaozi hadn't been holding her, she probably would have already collapsed in the stairwell.

Danger was right in front of her, danger was right in front of her!

When the woman reached the third floor, and it seemed that she didn't live on the third floor, but was about to go to the fourth floor, at this moment, she seemed to realize that something was wrong with the sound. The sound sounded so familiar to her, and it seemed to be coming from the stairwell in front of her. Her heart tightened, and she quickly walked towards the fourth floor.

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Chapter 425 In the stairwell (4)

"Clang, clang clang, clang clang clang clang!"

When the sound of high heels clicking against the concrete reached Ma Yuhua's ears, she didn't react at first. But as the sound grew closer and more urgent, she immediately realized something was wrong; it seemed someone was coming downstairs.

"Oh dear!" It seemed someone really was coming. Ignoring the discomfort of being wet downstairs and the weakness in her legs, she forced herself to take a few steps. Ma Yuhua quickly whispered, her words slurred in fear, "Quick, quick, someone's coming!" "Ah!"

"Ah!" "

These were two exclamations. Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua, engrossed in their work, hadn't expected anyone to arrive at this moment, so they instinctively cried out.

But immediately, another long scream followed, 'Ah—' because the woman below had already reached the fourth floor's stairwell. The stairwell wasn't long, and there weren't many stairs; climbing the stairs wouldn't take much time, it would be over in the blink of an eye. From the moment Ma Yuhua heard the commotion and reacted to inform Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua, to the moment the woman below also heard the noise and hurried up, she immediately saw this scene. She

had just screamed when she immediately covered her mouth with her hand. The woman..." The scene before her left her mind reeling. What was going on? What was happening? Had things really gotten so open that men and women were just doing this kind of thing in the hallway?

My God!

The situation froze. The four of them stared at each other, unsure what to do. Meanwhile, Er Biaozi's thick penis was still inside Ma Cuihua's. You have to admit, this guy had a lot of nerves. No wonder he was called "Biao" (meaning "fierce" or "tough"). Even in this sudden situation, he remained calm and collected, his penis still perfectly erect.

If it were an ordinary man, this would have scared him half to death. He was paralyzed, but instead of retreating, the kid advanced, becoming even more ferocious and aggressive. He seemed even more excited by the presence of those watching him—what a brute!

The scene was indeed incredibly chaotic. The little girl had never experienced anything like it before. Her eyes darted between Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua, because she suddenly saw something she shouldn't have seen: a huge thing was inserted into the body of the neighbor, Mayor Ma's older sister, Cuihua. Her heart pounded. She

wanted to run, but how could she escape in this situation? She wanted to call for help, but what would it mean to call for help in this state? Such a sensational event! You see, those two women were the two older sisters of Mayor Ma Jinhua. Before understanding the situation, she didn't dare call out. If she did, she'd offend them terribly. Looking at that man's fierce appearance, wouldn't he devour her? Leaving aside the man, just the relationship between Mayor Ma's two sisters made her afraid to utter a sound. Her own husband worked in the government and was Mayor Ma Jinhua's direct subordinate. She quickly closed her eyes, but one question kept echoing in her mind: that man's...thing seemed frighteningly large! Compared to her husband, it was like heaven and earth. The difference between them was so stark; could the gap between men really be that vast? She couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.

Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua felt like dying at this moment. They knew this young woman who had come up from the street. Because their daughter Lu Yueyue was preparing for the college entrance exam, and because Ma Jinhua's family lived closer to the school and were better off than their own, they had been staying at Ma Jinhua's house. Over time, they got to know this woman, who lived next door, constantly seeing each other.

The young couple had only been married for about two years, living alone without children. It was said that the man worked for the government... The first sister works in a government department and is a civil servant, while the second sister works at a bank. She comes from a well-off family; her name is Meng Jiao, but everyone calls her Jiao Jiao. She's usually cheerful and lively and gets along well with her sisters. While her younger sister, Ma Jinhua, might have played a part, they all generally address each other as sisters.

It was Ma Yuhua, who had been uninvolved, who finally recovered and hesitated before saying, "Oh, it's Jiao Jiao. Well, well, the situation is like this... ah, the situation... oh dear, I can't really explain it. Don't tell anyone!" She remained embarrassed for a long time, unable to explain clearly, because the current situation... Besides, it's impossible to explain clearly. They saw everything, and it's unclear what should and shouldn't be said. She tried to find a plausible reason, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't come up with a single one. She simply had no reason to give.

Ma Cuihua's eyes rolled back in disbelief. "Ma Cuihua, Ma Cuihua," she thought, "if you can't say it, then don't say it! Saying it like this only makes things worse. It was already unclear, and now it's even more unclear." She quickly nudged Er Biaozi, implying he should pull out his manhood. "What kind of time is this? Why are you still doing this?" she thought. She wanted to explain to Jiaojiao herself.

Er Biaozi, however, was quite... He thought it was obvious. Men and women react very differently to such things, especially since the person witnessing it was a woman, and a reasonably attractive one at that. He was even less impressed and chuckled, saying, "Cuihua, you two know each other?"

Ma Cuihua glared at Er Biaozi. It was all his fault; otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a fool of himself. She wondered how people would view her afterward. But what was done was done, and there was no point in saying anything. The important thing was to ease the awkwardness. She whispered, "Hey, the neighbor across from Jinhua, get up! What time is it?" The woman named Meng

Jiao didn't know what to say. The Ma sisters were embarrassed, but Meng Jiao was even more embarrassed. If it were anyone else doing this, she would have ignored them, but these two women weren't ordinary women. They were the sisters of Mayor Ma Jinhua, whom she saw every day. If she dared to be disrespectful, her husband would likely face difficulties working under Ma Jinhua and would definitely make things difficult for her!

"Um, um, don't worry, don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone. Um, um, Sister Cuihua, Second Sister Yuhua, I know, I know what to do. I won't even tell my husband. Um, um, I'm going home now. You, you continue!" Muttering incoherently, Meng Jiao had no other choice but to leave.

Head down, she tried to go upstairs, thinking out of sight, out of mind. But as she walked up, she forgot the stairwell was narrow, and with Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua still joined together, she had to squeeze between them, inevitably leading to physical contact.

Because she was looking down, afraid to look up, she saw right where Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua were joined. Good heavens! Cuihua's breasts were so round and white! Good heavens! That man's thing was so thick! How could it be so thick?

Because Er Biaozi hadn't fully withdrawn his penis at this moment, all she saw was its thick part. Ma Cuihua couldn't bear it any longer and shoved Er Biaozi hard, "Aren't you going to get out of here?!"

"Ah—" Meng Jiao cried out again, covering her mouth. Fortunately, she was mindful of Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua's identities, so although she cried out, her mouth was tightly covered by her hand, and the sound wasn't very loud. Otherwise, given how frightened she was, that cry would probably have been heard throughout the entire building, because she had seen something that made her cry out. Seeing this thing, any woman would cry out.

Just as she was about to go upstairs to escape the embarrassment, because the stairwell was narrow, she had to squeeze past Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua. Ma Cuihua, because of the embarrassment, pulled away, so the two bodies that had just been joined suddenly separated. Ma Cuihua forgot to consider that separating at this moment would expose everything, and it was because of this separation that Meng Jiao saw Er Biaozi's wet penis.

It all boils down to one word: "big." A man's thing being so big can be terrifying, especially since she wasn't a naive young girl but someone who had experienced men. Her perception of this was even stronger. In her mind, all men should be that big, just like her own husband. But Er Biaozi, this super-abnormal man, showed her that men's penises aren't all the same length. Some are average, others are enormous. Like growing eggplants, some people grow small ones, while others grow super-sized ones. It varies from person to person. A thing

several times larger than her husband's was conveniently right in front of her. No wonder this woman couldn't take it and cried out, her legs went weak, and she was so scared she couldn't move, almost collapsing.

Er Biaozi quickly caught her, smiling, "Jiaojiao, are you alright?"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Now, Meng Jiao could only unconsciously utter simple musical notes. At this moment, she didn't know what to say. She had never encountered such a scene before. Such a huge thing was swaying in front of her, and this man was supporting her with his big hand. Oh no, oh no, her legs became even weaker, and she couldn't move.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, are you alright?" Ma Cuihua was right beside her. Seeing Meng Jiao's condition, and then seeing Er Biaozi swaying his large member to support her, she immediately understood everything. It was perfectly normal for a woman to react like that when she first saw Er Biaozi's large member; she had been through the same thing herself. She knew from experience. She

regretted making trouble for herself. She should have just stayed put; she had meant well but made things worse. She could have simply let her leave. Now, she had only made the situation more awkward.

With Er Biaozi supporting her, Meng Jiao's legs became even weaker, especially with that thing constantly dangling in front of her. Hearing Ma Cuihua calling her, she could only awkwardly say, "Sister Cuihua, I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just... my legs are a little weak, and I can't walk anymore." At this

moment, after Meng Jiao said that, Ma Cuihua found it somewhat amusing and relaxed, no longer feeling as awkward as before. She smiled and said, "Jiaojiao, your legs are too weak to walk. Why don't you let Er Biaozi take you upstairs?"

"No, no, I'll walk by myself, I'll walk by myself!" Hearing that this man would escort her upstairs, Meng Jiao, unaware of where the courage came from, forgot her weak legs and somehow found the strength. She shoved Er Biaozi's large hand and ran upstairs as fast as she could!

She stumbled and staggered, running up several flights of stairs until her high heels snapped, but she clearly didn't care anymore. Like someone who had seen a ghost, she ran home without looking back!

The remaining Ma Cuihua, Ma Yuhua, and Er Biaozi were stunned, and then they all burst into laughter. It was hilarious, truly hilarious.

Ma Cuihua, who had been embarrassed, was now completely relaxed and couldn't help but chuckle, "This Jiao Jiao, this Jiao Jiao!" Ma Yuhua laughed even harder, saying, "It's so funny, Er Biaozi, look how scared you've made Jiao Jiao! You're such a bad guy!" '·Er Biaozi actually wanted to laugh a little. He really didn't expect that he could scare a woman like that with that thing. What was originally an embarrassing situation has now become a funny one. He touched his nose and chuckled: "Looks like she's really scared. Hehe, that's good. I guess she won't dare to go out and talk nonsense now."·Ma Cuihua pulled up her pants and glared at Er Biaozi in annoyance. "Alright, you've done your thing. You've lost all face. Let's go upstairs and go home!"·"Yes, let's go upstairs. I was almost scared to death just now."·Ma Yuhua also chimed in.

But Er Biaozi glared and announced domineeringly: "Who said I was going upstairs and going home? I'm not leaving. I haven't finished enjoying myself yet. I'm not leaving now."

Chapter 426 In the stairwell (5)

Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua's faces fell instantly. They were already like this and still wouldn't leave. What did this brat want to do?

Ma Cuihua had no choice but to put on a serious face and said, "Er Biaozi, we can't let you keep acting like this. People come and go in this hallway, you saw it yourself. Jiaojiao is a prime example. Let's go back to our room. You can do whatever you want there. Here, you think you're not ashamed? Yuhua and I are representing our sister Jinhua. If this gets out, how can we live here? Where will my sister Jinhua's face be?" Hearing her sister's words, Ma Yuhua also became serious, nodding and saying, "Yes, sister is right. Er Biaozi, why do we have to do it in public? We can do whatever we want at home. We'll play whatever tricks you want. It really won't work here." "Yes, Yuhua is right!" "

Speaking of this, Ma Cuihua hesitated for a moment, but then said generously, 'As long as we go back inside, whatever tricks you want to play, we sisters will cooperate. You can humiliate us however you want!' 'Big sister, you're really generous!'

Ma Yuhua rolled her eyes at her older sister Ma Cuihua, but then seemed to think of something and chuckled, 'That's fine too, as long as Er Biaozi agrees to go back inside, we sisters will go all out.' Faced with the Ma sisters who really seemed to be going all out, Er Biaozi was somewhat tempted. When men and women do that kind of thing, it naturally requires the cooperation of both parties, but men and women are inherently different, not only physically but also mentally. Men often want to do that kind of thing, but there are various reasons that prevent women from cooperating. Respectable women generally do not want to do that kind of thing; only women in the brothel are forced by life to do that kind of thing to please men for money."

But precisely because of that, conquering a prostitute often doesn't yield the most intense reward, while conquering a respectable woman brings the most excitement, stimulation, and passion.

After a moment's hesitation, Er Biaozi asked firmly, "You really promise me everything?" Ma Cuihua was the first to declare, "Yes, as long as you're willing to come inside, I'll risk everything." Seeing her elder sister Ma Cuihua's agreement, Ma Yuhua chuckled and said, "Yes, I agree too, Er Biaozi. As long as you're willing to come inside, you can do whatever you want. I'm absolutely willing to do anything." To be honest, Er Biaozi was genuinely tempted by this proposal. He was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. On one hand, he wanted to agree to the Ma sisters' proposal. Undeniably, this proposal was very appealing. Any man facing such conditions, with two vibrant women offering such tempting terms, would nod in agreement.

But Er Biaozi was an abnormal person; his way of thinking often differed from normal... People are different. In his mind, why should I listen to you? You're not my beautiful mother. I can give way to any woman except my beautiful mother. My words are law, and you have to listen to me. At this moment, Er Biaozi's chauvinistic ideas slowly took over, defeating the idea that almost made him change his mind.

With a burst of arrogant laughter, Er Biaozi looked at Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua. Under their anxious and expectant eyes, Er Biaozi said, word by word: "No, I said it, right here. Make me comfortable before you go inside." "My God!" Ma Cuihua immediately squatted down, clutching her head in pain.

"You're a bastard!" Ma Yuhua was much braver and cursed directly.

"Okay, you have guts to curse me. Now it's your turn." Er Biaozi grabbed Ma Yuhua and announced his decision with utter domineering force.

"No!" Ma Yuhua tried to struggle; she was unwilling a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times!

But Er Biaozi wouldn't let her resist. He directly pulled her into his arms. "You have to agree whether you want to or not. You can't escape anyway," he said with a ferocious grin. "Today you have to have it whether you want it or not!" "Big sister, save me!" Ma Yuhua pleaded with Ma Cuihua.

Ma Cuihua looked helpless. What could she use to save her sister? Could she sacrifice herself? The attack had already exhausted her. If she went to fight back, she was afraid she would be defeated in no time. At the critical moment, she hesitated and subconsciously said weakly, "Er Biaozi, let's just give up!" She

had no strength at all. She wasn't even afraid of herself. How could she convince Er Biaozi? So Er Biaozi didn't even blink and continued his actions, humming, "Hurry up, hurry up. I was almost done. I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Lifting up the skirt and pulling down the pants, Er Biaozi was very skilled at this trick. Ma Cuihua was wearing a plaid tight-fitting top and a short skirt. On her legs, of course, were the same old flesh-colored stockings that most women couldn't wear with style. They were flesh-colored, and at first glance, it looked like she wasn't wearing anything. She wore a pair of crystal sandals, revealing her perfect feet.

Lifting her short skirt revealed flesh-colored stockings, their color closely matching her skin, making her appear even more voluptuous. It was immediately obvious that Ma Yuhua was wearing a bright red pair of panties underneath.

Er Biaozi, peeking under the skirt, was stunned by what he saw. The panties were incredibly small, and appeared to be soaked; the area was a large, glistening patch. The flesh-colored stockings over that area were a dark, blurry mess, almost like a red string tied there—it was practically the same as not wearing anything at all. Er Biaozi chuckled.

This scene perfectly accentuated her hot figure, with a golden ratio, a curvaceous bust and shapely hips, a voluptuous upper body and a charming valley lower body. Her face was also very beautiful, with fair and tender skin, willow-leaf eyebrows, and cherry lips. Although her wavy hair was considered old-fashioned and outdated, it was still considered very fashionable in the countryside. What was most eye-catching were her pair of expressive eyes, commonly known as "peach blossom eyes." No matter how you looked at them, you could feel that her big, watery eyes contained a woman's passion. She looked to be in her thirties, no more than forty, and had a very mature air about her.

Er Biaozi touched her and said with a grin, "Yuhua, do you want it?"

Ma Yuhua blushed. She had been watching Er Biaozi and her older sister Ma Cuihua doing *that*, and she had been so engrossed that she had naturally felt aroused, her lower body itching and becoming wet. She felt incredibly embarrassed and ashamed, but it wasn't the first time she'd been with Er Biaozi, nor was it the first time she'd done *that* with Ma Cuihua. That's how it is with people; the first time is always the hardest, but once you've had the first time, the second and third times are naturally easy.

Enraged, she cursed, "You little brat, hurry up! If you bring more people, let's see how you handle this!"

Er Biaozi chuckled unhurriedly, "How can I handle this? What's so hard about handling this? Who cares who comes? Men or women, even if there are ten or eight, I, Er Biaozi, will take care of them all." "You're really arrogant, kid!" "Yeah, hehe, who am I? I'm Er Biaozi!"

"Aren't you afraid of your big talk back to yourself?" "What's there to be afraid of? What have I, Er Biaozi, ever been afraid of? I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Alright, alright, Yuhua, stop wasting your breath on him. This kid is a scoundrel. You can't argue with him. Just hurry up and finish this quickly, lest more people come." Ma Cuihua couldn't stand it anymore and quickly persuaded her sister, "Why are you arguing with a scoundrel like Er Biaozi? Just finish this quickly!"

Ma Yuhua also realized this and said, "Okay, I know. Wait a minute, I'll take them off myself. Don't tear them again." Having witnessed Er Biaozi tear Ma Cuihua's pantyhose before, Ma Yuhua naturally... "I can't repeat the same mistake. A pair of pantyhose costs tens of yuan; it would be such a waste to tear them

. I'll take them off myself! This is all money! Country women know how to manage money; Ma Yuhua won't give Er Biaozi the chance to squander it." In the blink of an eye, Ma Yuhua was quite fast, sweeping off the pantyhose smoothly like a whirlwind. She tossed the wet pantyhose to her sister, Ma Cuihua, who eagerly awaited her return.

After Ma Yuhua was naked, Er Biaozi was stunned by the sight of this middle-aged woman's voluptuous and mature body!

"Wow! Er Biaozi has such a charming and beautiful body, so delicate and beautiful, like a blooming flower, dazzling and radiant. What a masterpiece of God!" Of course, to be quick and avoid being discovered, she didn't take off her top, only her top. So, the view above was partially obscured by her clothes, but the view below was completely exposed. Her short skirt was pulled down to her lower abdomen, slightly revealing her deep navel. On her part of her body, resembling a large, steamed bun, grew a large patch of thick, dark black hair, completely obscuring what lay beneath.

It must be said that Ma Yuhua had never given birth. Those who have had children are different from those who haven't; their figures are different, and so is their appearance. While Ma Cuihua didn't look like she had given birth, that was only from one's own perspective. If compared side-by-side, there was a significant difference between her and Ma Yuhua, who had never had children.

Er Biaozi's eyes widened immediately, and he revealed his ever-ready, fully-equipped offensive weapon, looking ready for battle.

Unlike the rear-entry method he used with Ma Cuihua earlier, Er Biaozi changed his approach. He directly picked Ma Yuhua up, preparing to try a different style. Heh heh, when playing, you have to try different things!

He lifted one of her legs with each hand, holding her on his body. Although Ma Yuhua wasn't short or thin, and was considered slender among women, especially Chinese women, she was as light as a feather in Er Biaozi's hands. He easily lifted her up and placed her on his already red-hot penis, which he was about to cool with cold water but had abruptly interrupted and was now trying to cool with cold water. The moment his red-hot penis touched her moist area, both of them let out a muffled but extremely pleasurable sound. Fortunately, they both knew that the time and place were inappropriate and they couldn't make too much noise, otherwise, they might have completely exploded.

Ma Yuhua bit her lip desperately, trying not to cry out. The feeling was so intense; she was terrified she would lose control and scream. But in that instant, all her previous emptiness and loneliness vanished, and she rediscovered that unforgettable feeling. She truly missed it; it was so unforgettable.

Er Biaozi was also captivated by Ma Yuhua's body. This woman's vagina was truly exceptional—tight, narrow, and with a powerful suction that drew him in. He couldn't relax; instead, he was drawn deeper. This was the allure of a top-tier vagina. Among Er Biaozi's many women, only Ma Yuhua could be considered the epitome of womanhood.

It wasn't that her charm was exceptional; Miao Na's charm far surpassed hers!

It wasn't that her beauty was exceptional; Hu Meihua's beauty far surpassed hers!

It wasn't that her sexual skills were exceptional; Xu Xiangyun's sexual skills far surpassed hers!

What makes her exceptional is that she possesses an exceptionally exquisite "treasure," something that only a thousand women could ever see—the ultimate treasure! Therefore, in this respect, Ma Yuhua is unique, a woman of the highest caliber.

Her innate "treasure" sets Ma Yuhua apart from ordinary women. In Er Biaozi's mind, this woman's natural treasure is something he lingers over, something he remembers vividly!

Chapter 427 In the Stairwell (6)

The vivid memory of Ma Yuhua's exquisite body gave Er Biaozi a tremendous source of desire. Holding Ma Yuhua's body, the hundred-pound woman felt weightless in his hands, like a child playing with a toy.

Their bodies were tightly joined, and his upper body was equally eager. Er Biaozi kissed Ma Yuhua's sweet little mouth, initially opening it a crack, feeling the warmth of her tongue. He became even more vigorous, and then suddenly everything opened up before him—a vast expanse of beauty, a blue sky, a beautiful earth, everything wonderful. His tongue completely swam inside, finding her shy, hesitant tongue tip. First, their tongues gently explored each other, then they became wildly entangled, devouring each other, kissing and sucking each other's lips with gusto, the sounds completely unrestrained. At this moment, the two of them truly couldn't control themselves.

Er Biaozi's left hand gripped her large, firm breasts tightly, pressing his genitals against hers. He was sure she could feel his hardness. In the constant biting and entanglement, his genitals rubbed against her body, igniting their passion and stimulating them both to the point of ecstasy. In

the stairwell, in this environment, they rediscovered a long-lost feeling. It could be said that this was the feeling of an affair they had shared from the very beginning. Their relationship was something that couldn't be made public; it was something that the world wouldn't tolerate. It would be shameful for others to know about it. Therefore, their affair was mostly carried out in this stimulating environment.

Rediscovering their primal feelings, Er Biaozi and Ma Yuhua became even more frenzied. Er Biaozi was incredibly fierce, and Ma Yuhua was incredibly wanton. Er Biaozi was as fierce as a tiger descending a mountain, and Ma Yuhua was as wanton as a dragon emerging from the sea—a fierce battle of dragons and tigers.

Fortunately, neither of them were the type to act impulsively in the heat of the moment. Despite the fierce fighting below, they tried their best to keep quiet so that no one in the building could hear them. They were seeking excitement, not humiliation. Even if Er Biaozi didn't care, he wasn't shameless. Sometimes, it's important to maintain one's dignity. If you lose your dignity, no one will care about you. Er Biaozi did care about his reputation; he just didn't care what others said.

The woman with Er Biaozi had changed to Ma Yuhua, and Ma Cuihua naturally took on the role of lookout. At first, she listened carefully to the sounds up and downstairs, afraid that someone else might appear. But as she listened, there seemed to be no movement, and her attention was gradually drawn to the lively and alluring performance before her. Her alluring eyes shone with a watery, passionate desire. Experiencing something firsthand was completely different from watching someone else perform.

Doing it yourself is experiencing it firsthand, being there and truly feeling the sensation!

But now that someone else is doing it and she's watching, she seems to understand how her sister, Ma Yuhua, felt watching earlier—it's unbearable!

It's like someone else is sitting while you stand, someone else is eating while you watch, someone else is chewing while you can only stand there sulking. Ma Cuihua didn't like doing that kind of thing with Er Biaozi before, but now that she's watching, she regrets it. It would have been better to do it herself; at least she would have enjoyed the experience, much better than just watching!

Her eyes were brimming with desire, she wanted to look but couldn't resist. Ma Cuihua was gripping the stair railing, her legs tightly pressed together. Her private parts had already been thoroughly ravaged by Er Biaozi, and now they were overflowing, like a river overflowing its banks!

While things were raging on the other side, Meng Jiao, who had just dashed back to her room on the fourth floor, was lost in thought. The scene had been incredibly exciting; she'd never experienced anything like it before. She couldn't believe that the usually cheerful, generous, beautiful, and kind-hearted Sister Cuihua and the alluring and charming Sister Yuhua would be doing *that* with a man in the hallway—in broad daylight! What kind of courage did they have to do such a thing? Were they forced?

Meng Jiao quickly dismissed the idea. Forced versus coerced was obvious. In that situation, Sister Cuihua and Sister Yuhua were more panicked, ashamed, and uneasy than afraid, unwilling, or resentful. Therefore, they weren't forced; they were willing. But why would they do it willingly? Suddenly, the image of the man's enormous, menacing member flashed before Meng Jiao's eyes, and she seemed to understand instantly why Sister Cuihua and Sister Yuhua had done it willingly.

Women can understand other women. Just as men like beautiful women, women also like strong men. They have the needs of normal women, especially married women who have men. They can fully understand what a woman needs. Some women may need financial and material satisfaction, while others may need spiritual satisfaction. But it is undeniable that every woman has physiological needs, that is, a need for men. Of course, it is not excluded that some women like other women, but that is a special phenomenon, and such women can no longer be called women.

Women like men, especially strong men, and more specifically, women who can provide them with intense physical pleasure. This is especially true for older women; women in their thirties are like wolves, and in their forties like tigers, their energy is so vigorous that most men would back down. In reality, men's apparent infidelity isn't true infidelity, but rather a desire to find balance with younger women because they can't satisfy their "fierce" wives at home.

Meng Jiao was recently married, but the scene she just witnessed reminded her of her husband, a low-level government employee—a respectable job in their small town. Both families were well-off, and living in such an apartment was considered middle-class in their town. She herself worked at a bank, a respectable and leisurely job. To outsiders, her life seemed perfect, but who knew her struggles behind the scenes? Every family has its own problems!

Her husband wasn't exactly a manless man; he was, in a way, a man. To put it another way, her husband possessed a certain masculinity. She could have sex a few times a month, but each time it lasted no more than ten minutes, some even only a minute or two, at most three minutes, leaving her feeling exhausted just as she was getting into it. Sometimes

, Meng Jiao wondered if she was born that way, like the infamous Pan Jinlian, the woman who is infamous throughout history. Why did she need men so much, yet her own man couldn't satisfy her? This strange emptiness left her with an extremely empty spiritual life despite her material comforts. In such cases

, a single trigger can lead these lonely women to have affairs. This is why there are so many cases of infidelity. Most women who commit adultery actually have a sad and heartbreaking story behind them. If their men could completely satisfy them, how could they possibly have the chance to cheat?

"Ah!" She shook her head frantically, not daring to think about it anymore, really not daring to think about it. Meng Jiao's mind was in turmoil, but she dared not think any further. She hurriedly took a cold shower in the bathroom to extinguish the heat in her heart, then changed into a clean pair of underwear. She threw the slightly damp underwear into the basin to soak, but had no mood to wash it.

She walked around the room in her clean underwear, feeling very restless and uneasy. The image of the man pulling out of Sister Cuihua's body, revealing his wet member, kept replaying in her mind. That image had left a deep shock on her, one she wanted to forget, but she couldn't.

Human thoughts are so strange; sometimes the brain is completely beyond one's control. You try desperately to forget, but you can't, as if it's deeply engraved in your mind, too profoundly.

Meng Jiao was in this predicament. On one hand, she didn't want to betray her husband; she had a happy and stable family, and she wanted to protect it forever. On the other hand, the immense shock made it impossible for her to calm down. If she hadn't experienced something like this, she wouldn't have been bothered by her husband's short stature and short duration of intercourse; at most, she would have just complained in her heart. But in this situation, she couldn't remain calm no matter how hard she tried. She had seen it with her own eyes, and comparing the two, how could she remain calm?

She walked back and forth! Back and forth again!

Meng Jiao's mood fluctuated like this, rising and falling. Finally, she couldn't help but feel restless anymore. She decided to go out and see. In her mind, she had seen everything. That man, Sister Cuihua, and Sister Yuhua wouldn't linger in that stairwell. This was a normal thought and belief. She originally wanted to go out for a while to soothe her restless heart, to give herself a reason.

She hurriedly grabbed a dress and put it on, forgetting even to wear a bra in her haste. Her still-prominent, fair headlights gleamed as she walked out, quietly opening her front door, listening intently for any sounds in the hallway, and then slipping away.

Meanwhile, at the hallway entrance, Ma Jinhua returned on her electric scooter, chatting and laughing, with Lu Yueyue on the back. Lu Yueyue was about to take the college entrance exam, and as the only surviving member of the three Ma sisters, Ma Jinhua naturally doted on her niece. Today, Lu Yueyue had called to say that the school had called parents to a meeting that afternoon to discuss college application support. Hearing this was important, Ma Jinhua immediately rushed to the school to pick her up and take her home to discuss the matter with her eldest sister, Ma Cuihua.

"Auntie, you're the town mayor now, why are you still riding an electric scooter?"

Lu Yueyue was usually adorably naive and shy in front of Er Biaozi, but in front of her aunt, she was very lively, reverting to her girlish nature.

Ma Jinhua chuckled, parked her electric scooter in the downstairs bike shed, and walked into the building with Lu Yueyue. She said, "That car is for the government. This is for personal business. Our town isn't wealthy, and it's not big. I usually just ride my electric scooter. What, are you ashamed that your aunt is picking you up on an electric scooter?" "No way!"

Lu Yueyue raised her cute face. At eighteen or nineteen, she was already a young woman, with all the necessary features developing. Lu Yueyue inherited the physique of the Ma family girls. While she was quite petite as a child, she had grown rapidly in the last two years, transforming from a small, delicate girl into a graceful young woman. Lu Yueyue was practically a school beauty.

Ma Jinhua patted Lu Yueyue's cute face with amusement, clearly doting on her. "Alright, alright, tell me, what university are you planning to apply to?" Upon hearing this

, Lu Yueyue's cute face immediately fell. Despite her charming appearance, Lu Yueyue's academic performance was, while not terrible, mediocre at best. Compared to her best friend, the self-proclaimed genius beauty Li Sanya, she paled in comparison.

With a pained expression, Lu Yueyue stammered, "I, I, I haven't decided yet. Why don't you talk to our teacher this afternoon? Our teacher, Ms. Chen, you met her at Er Biaozi's house in Lijia Village last time." Hearing the name Er Biaozi, Ma Jinhua's initially cheerful face darkened. She snorted and said irritably, "Fine, I know. I'll go to the parent-teacher conference this afternoon. Your father and I don't know anything; I'll go and give you some feedback." “Thank you, Auntie!” Lu Yueyue didn’t notice anything amiss and smiled sweetly.

The two of them went up the stairs to the first floor one after the other.

On the fourth floor, Meng Jiao also came out, shuffling around.

Chapter 428 In the stairwell (7)

In the stairwell, the battle between Er Biaozi and Ma Yuhua had reached a fever pitch, and it was precisely in this state of battle that they were most relaxed, because they had put all their energy into it and were completely absorbed, losing their ability to judge external affairs.

Ma, who was in charge of keeping watch, As Cuihua became emotionally charged, her alertness waned. Unaware that people were coming down from the fourth floor and coming up from the first floor, she

noticed that Ma Yuhua, the second daughter of the Ma family, despite being of marriageable age, was no less beautiful or slender than her elder sister, Ma Cuihua. She was flawless and maintained her appearance like a young woman in her late teens. Although her upper body was covered by clothing, her slender, shapely legs were exquisitely beautiful. Her waist was slender and delicate, her skin as white as snow, as smooth and tender as warm jade, and as sweet and fragrant as a fresh flower.

But what was most special about her wasn't that, but rather her unique characteristic: her private parts were considered "famous." Ma Yuhua was the only woman among Er Biaozi's many women to possess

such a "famous" private part. The term "famous" is very strict; not just any woman can be called that. To be considered "famous," a woman must have a thick vulva, a tight vagina, wrinkled inner walls, and a strong sense of contraction. Only one in a million women are born with such a superior private part. A

small percentage of women in the world are born with exceptionally good sexual organs. Women with these "famous" private parts undoubtedly have a much higher sex drive than ordinary women, and it's much harder for them to reach climax. In other words, most men cannot conquer such women.

I remember a martial arts novel that summarized the seven famous private parts of women as: Spring... Jade Pot, Flounder Kiss, Layered Peaks and Verdant Greenery, Morning Dew and Flower Rain, Jade Tiger, Jade Vortex and Wind-Sucking, and Water Whirlpool and Chrysanthemum.

The Jade Pot is a girl who naturally produces a lot of water; when you put it in, it feels very slippery and watery—that's the Jade Pot.

The Flounder Kiss is something twins often possess, and if the channel is soft and winding, adding nine bends and eighteen turns creates Layered Peaks and Verdant Greenery.

The Jade Vortex and Wind-Sucking are both backdoors, meaning your little corpse; the former will occasionally tighten its grip, making... The number of men increases, and the latter, as their name suggests, rotates, making it even more exhilarating!

Women possessing these "famous organs" are undoubtedly not born harlots; their sexual needs are much greater than ordinary people, and they are also more difficult to reach climax.

I remember reading a new martial arts novel, "The Legend of Wulin," which took the concept of "famous organs" to a further level. Women are divided into nine ranks, with the ninth-rank beauty being the supreme among women. Above the ninth-rank beauty are the twelve "famous organs," a rare find even among ten thousand women. Those born with these "famous organs" are blessed with natural advantages. The ninth-rank beauty... With the aid of a "famous instrument," one can bewitch all beings and bewitch everything, making her the most exquisite woman. The twelve "famous instruments" include two "great rear instruments," three "great external instruments," and seven "great internal instruments."

The two "great rear instruments" are Red Hill Phoenix Vortex and Water Whirlpool Chrysanthemum; the three "great external instruments" are Heavenly Fragrance Green Silk, Ruyi Jade Ring, and Fragrant Jade Teeth; the seven "great internal instruments" are Spring Water Jade Pot, Layered Peaks and Verdant Greenery, White Jade Tiger King, Waterfall Fire Furnace, Flounder Kiss, Morning Dew and

Flower Rain, and Jade Clam Holding Pearl. Of course, these are fictional upgraded versions from martial arts novels; normally, there aren't so many rules and regulations. However, it's undeniable that the concept of "famous instruments" has existed since ancient times, and men today acknowledge it. Some women's "that place" is unique, different from other women, and the pleasure these women bring to men far surpasses that of ordinary women. Such women are called "famous instrument women," and their "that place" is called a "famous instrument.

" Ma Yuhua is such a "famous instrument woman," and her "that place" is called a "famous instrument." She is a special woman that ordinary men cannot satisfy, yet she can still withstand Er Biaozi's frenzied attacks.

"Er, Er Biaozi, that's enough, isn't it!"

Ma Yuhua practically uttered those words through gritted teeth. As time went on, Ma Yuhua had no choice but to back down. She was a woman of exceptional beauty, and Er Biaozi was no ordinary man either. There were only a handful of his large penises in all of China. This forced Ma Yuhua to beg for mercy, because she really couldn't take it anymore.

More importantly, they took too long. Originally, she thought that although the two of them were very crazy, and she knew that Er Biaozi's fighting power was invincible, after what had just happened, he should restrain himself a bit. That's only human nature. So she thought it would be over in a while and they wouldn't be discovered. But Er Biaozi's fighting power didn't decrease but increased. It was as if what had just happened wasn't a pressure but a motivation, allowing him to relax more and unleash his full fighting power. Once he started, he didn't stop. Instead, he became more and more vigorous. He gritted his teeth, glared, and hugged her tightly, thrusting wildly. His arms were so strong that he slammed her body down again and again, penetrating her to the very bottom!

"No, no, Aunt Yuhua, if she's coming, she's finished! Don't worry, no one's here, no one's here, we, we'll continue!" Er Biaozi said through gritted teeth. He couldn't give up this hard-won thrill so easily. Hehe, he hadn't felt this way in a long time. It brought back the thrill of stealing women. And this Ma Yuhua gave him a worthy opponent. He dared not slack off, afraid that a moment of slack would lead to defeat. So he concentrated and attacked with all his might. I'm attacking, attacking, and attacking again, until you're completely wiped out.

"No, this is taking too long. If she comes out, we're finished!" "

Ma Yuhua suppressed her emotions, torn between physical and mental pressure. These two conflicting forces created a situation where she wanted pleasure yet feared it, wanting complete relaxation yet afraid of letting out a cry that might be heard.

Seeing Ma Yuhua's face flushed crimson, her eyes glazed and fearful, her lips bitten hard—a picture of someone wanting to scream but afraid to—Er Biaozi chuckled, pulling her even tighter against him, whispering, 'No one will come now, don't worry, relax, relax a little!' But unfortunately, they were engaged in a fierce battle..." She tried hard to relax, but she had miscalculated this time; people were coming from both upstairs and downstairs.

Upstairs, Meng Jiao, stumbling down the stairs, immediately sensed something was wrong. No matter how much Er Biaozi and Ma Yuhua suppressed their noise, they couldn't possibly make a sound. Even though they tried their best to keep their mouths shut, the sounds of their bodies colliding and colliding inevitably escaped. It was a unique sound; any man or woman who had experienced that kind of thing would naturally understand what it was.

Moreover, Meng Jiao already knew what was going on, so she immediately recognized the sounds coming from downstairs, and her face instantly flushed red. Her steps faltered, her heart pounding like a deer's. Her inner voice screamed, "Oh no! They haven't left! They're still doing that kind of thing! How could this be? How could this be?" It's no wonder Meng Jiao felt this pang of doubt. A normal person would think they wouldn't be lingering there anymore; they would have gone back inside. But she never imagined the man leading the charge was an abnormal man—a complete scoundrel.

Her steps faltered. She couldn't go down now. She had just run up from below; if she went down now, the scene would likely be... The situation would be even more awkward, but hearing the sounds coming from downstairs, she hesitated, unwilling to go back to her room. For some reason, her body temperature rose, her cheeks flushed, and she began to imagine the scene of Er Biaozi's initial ruthlessness. Everything seemed to make her hesitate, and she suddenly couldn't move.

Upstairs, Meng Jiao couldn't move, but downstairs, Ma Jinhua and Lu Yueyue had already unknowingly come up. The first floor led to the second, then the third.

Because the stairwell was narrow, two people couldn't walk side-by-side; they had to go one after the other, Lu Yueyue in front and Ma Jinhua behind, talking as they went.

"Auntie, is my mother at your house?"

"I don't know. Your second aunt is here too, all because of you. Your father doesn't know anything, so he asked me to help you decide." "Hehe, I knew it. Auntie is the best to me." "Of course, because you're my niece!" "

The words were warm for a moment, but then Lu Yueyue suddenly asked, 'Auntie, did you really marry Er Biaozi? He's not that much older than me!'

Silence fell. Ma Jinhua's mind immediately conjured up Er Biaozi's awful image. He really was awful. This kid had actually recorded such a shameful video to blackmail her. If it got out, how could she, the head of a town, possibly remain in office? It was all this bastard's fault. He had forced her into this situation, and she had staked her entire marital happiness on revenge. But now it seemed she had been wrong, truly wrong."

Er Biaozi was a taboo subject for her; just mentioning his name gave her a headache. But since the person who asked the question was her niece, she couldn't afford to get too angry. She remained silent for a while before finally saying softly, "Yes, I really did marry that Er Biaozi, Yueyue. It was a mistake, a huge mistake. If I had a choice, I definitely wouldn't have married him!"

Upon hearing Ma Jinhua's answer, Lu Yueyue's eyes lit up, and she happily exclaimed, "Then you can get a divorce if you don't want to marry him! What's the big deal? As long as you're happy, that's all that matters! You can do whatever you want!" Ma Jinhua chuckled, "

Silly girl, things aren't that simple. Marriage isn't child's play, you can't just get married and divorced on a whim. No matter what, I'm the head of a town; these things aren't so easy." The two women, each lost in their own thoughts, didn't notice the sounds Er Biaozi and Ma Yuhua were making on the fourth-floor stairwell. So they continued upstairs, slowly making their way to the third floor.

It was at this moment that Ma Cuihua, the one who kept watch... Finally, her intervention worked. She seemed to vaguely hear footsteps downstairs, and with a sudden start, she realized, "Oh no, someone's here again!" Forgetting everything else, she quickly shouted, "Quick, back inside! Someone's here!" In her moment of tension, Ma Cuihua forgot to speak softly; her voice, while not loud, wasn't quiet either, and it came out abruptly.

The shout jolted Er Biaozi and Ma Yuhua from their passionate moment. But this jolting was insignificant; Er Biaozi shuddered in that instant. Coincidentally, at that very moment, he... The bullets swarmed in.

With a muffled groan, the man, faced with this situation, wouldn't budge an inch. It was the ultimate pleasure; even with a knife to his throat, he wouldn't move an inch. No matter what, he was going to enjoy himself to the fullest!

Meanwhile, Ma Yuhua, straddling Er Biaozi, naturally felt the barrage of bullets he was firing. "Why are you firing now?" she thought through gritted teeth. "Oh no, someone's coming! Someone's coming again! This is a huge embarrassment!"

Upstairs, Meng Jiao heard Ma Cuihua shout, "Someone's coming!" A chill ran down her spine. Oh no, had she been discovered?

Downstairs, Lu Yueyue and Ma Jinhua had also heard the noise. They were already on the third-floor platform, while Er Biaozi and the Ma sisters were on the corner staircase between the third and fourth floors, very close. They couldn't see each other through the corner, but they could definitely hear the noise.

The two women were startled, clearly unaware of the situation. They both paused for a moment, and Lu Yueyue even looked back at her aunt Ma Jinhua, as if to say, "What's going on?"

Chapter 429 In the Stairwell (8)

The atmosphere froze instantly. From top to bottom, on the third floor were Lu Yueyue and Ma Jinhua's family, and at the corner of the stairwell between the third and fourth floors were Er Biaozi, Ma Cuihua, and Ma Yuhua. On the fourth-floor platform was Meng Jiao. From a three-dimensional perspective, the distance between them was very close, almost within arm's reach, but due to the spatial arrangement, they couldn't see each other; it was all a blur.

If Er Biaozi had acted decisively and quickly ran back into the house to check, perhaps Lu Yueyue and Ma Jinhua downstairs wouldn't have noticed, and at most, Meng Jiao upstairs would have bumped into them. But precisely at that moment, whether it was the stimulation or Ma Cuihua's shout that triggered Ma Yuhua's reaction, her private parts trembled for a moment, and coincidentally, he suddenly rushed over.

With a muffled groan, the man was completely immobile in this situation; it was the ultimate pleasure. Even with a knife to his throat, he wouldn't budge. He was determined to enjoy himself to the fullest!

Seeing Er Biaozi's expression of utter bliss, remaining motionless, Ma Cuihua grew anxious. Forgetting everything else and disregarding her own voice, she cried out urgently, "Go! Go! Someone's coming!" Er Biaozi groaned, "Ah, go, go, go!" But at this moment, the feeling was the most wonderful, and the man was also the weakest and most powerless. He wanted to leave, but subconsciously, the comfortable feeling made him reluctant to go. In a moment of hesitation, he still couldn't leave.

Lu Yueyue and Ma Jinhua, who were nearby, hesitated for a moment upon hearing the commotion. This hesitation gave Er Biaozi and the Ma sisters an opportunity, but they failed to seize it. When Ma Cuihua and Er Biaozi spoke again, Lu Yueyue and Ma Jinhua below heard the voices.

Lu Yueyue cheered, "Ah, it sounds like my mother and Er Biaozi's voices!" "

With that, Lu Yueyue darted up the stairs, while Ma Jinhua frowned behind her. She noticed something was off about the voice, and remembering Ma Cuihua and Er Biaozi's past misdeeds, she felt even more uneasy. She was about to tell Lu Yueyue not to go up, but Lu Yueyue had already dashed up. Left with no choice, she quickly followed.

Lu Yueyue, running ahead, called out with a smile, "Le Liang, Er Biaozi!"

But just as she reached the corner, the scene on the stairs made her words abruptly stop. Upstairs was..." Her mother and Er Biaozi, along with her aunt Ma Yuhua, were also there. The scene was incredibly embarrassing for her. Er Biaozi was actually embracing her aunt, and from her position, she could clearly see his penis inside her aunt's vagina, with white fluid dripping from it. This scene... this scene! My God! Lu Yueyue, a young girl, had never experienced anything like it before. She was completely stunned, speechless, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Ah, Yueyue, Yueyue, what are you doing here!" Ma Cuihua's head buzzed. How could it be Yueyue? She was her precious daughter! What had she seen? She had witnessed such a sight! My God, she was still a young woman!

Ma Cuihua's marriage to Lu Dapao was unhappy, but she was also fortunate to have a precious daughter like Lu Yueyue. It could be said that Lu Yueyue was the reason she could maintain her marriage with Lu Dapao, and the reason she had hope to live on. Lu Yueyue was, in essence, her lifeline.

Although her relationship with Er Biaozi was about pursuing happiness with a woman, it was all based on not harming her precious daughter. But now, this had happened, leaving her at a loss. At the same time, she secretly felt a little relieved that it wasn't her who was being held in Er Biaozi's arms and doing that kind of thing; if it had been her, she would have been utterly ashamed to face her precious daughter.

Like Ma Cuihua, Ma Yuhua was also stunned, not knowing what to do. Her niece had seen her second aunt doing this with her third aunt's husband in broad daylight in the stairwell; her image as the second aunt would likely crumble. Good heavens, what kind of mess was this? At that moment, she felt a surge of resentment towards Er Biaozi. It was all his fault!

Actually, Er Biaozi was also incredibly embarrassed. Lu Yueyue was his little sister whom he had watched grow up; she and his younger sister, Li Sanya, were absolute best friends. Now that she had seen him doing this with her second aunt, his image in Lu Yueyue's eyes was probably completely shattered!

Behind her, Ma Jinhua followed. Seeing the scene, she frowned. Although she knew that Er Biaozi had a relationship with her two older sisters, knowing was one thing, and seeing it with her own eyes was another. Now, they were really brazen, doing this in broad daylight in the stairwell! She curled her lip in disdain. Only that scoundrel could do such a thing! However,

the matter still needed to be resolved. She gently put her arm around Lu Yueyue. No matter what, Yueyue was innocent, and she couldn't be too traumatized. The college entrance exam was coming up soon; her future was more important than anything. She angrily said, "What are you still standing there for? Get out of here!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

These words woke the three from their reverie. Er Biaozi, Ma Cuihua, and Ma Yuhua immediately understood. It was useless to say anything now; they had been caught in the act. They couldn't defend themselves no matter what. It was better to see nothing and leave!

Er Biaozi's pleasure had vanished; even if he felt something now, he couldn't feel it anymore. He pulled his penis out of Ma Yuhua's body, ignoring the white fluid on it, and quickly pulled up his pants, grabbing Ma Yuhua and running upstairs!

Ma Cuihua wanted to say something, but she suppressed her urges. Looking at her darling Lu Yueyue's blank expression, she couldn't utter a word. She said to Ma Jinhua, "Jinhua, I—" "Alright, alright, I know. I'll take care of Yueyue. You can go now!"

Ma Jinhua naturally saw her elder sister Ma Cuihua's predicament and took over the matter, after all, Lu Yueyue was her only niece!

Upstairs, Meng Jiao had just heard Ma Cuihua shout that someone was coming and thought she had been discovered. She was about to run back inside when, unexpectedly, it turned out that it wasn't someone who had discovered her, but rather people coming downstairs. The appearance of Lu Yueyue and Ma Jinhua left her speechless. Cuihua's daughter and Mayor Ma Jinhua had actually appeared at this moment! Hehe, this scene was too exciting. She was just planning to quietly watch the excitement when, unexpectedly, they ran upstairs.

"Ah!" Knowing something was wrong, she quickly turned around and ran back to her house. She was on her own balcony, and her front door was just behind her. She hadn't locked the door, so she could run back quickly, which was why she dared to come out.

But while she was fast, Er Biaozi was even faster. Just as she turned to run back inside, Er Biaozi, carrying Ma Yuhua, had already rushed upstairs and bumped into her head-on.

Er Biaozi was also surprised to see Meng Jiao. Damn, wasn't it someone coming downstairs? There was someone eavesdropping upstairs? Wasn't this the one who had just witnessed their good time? "A woman?" Er Biaozi thought, noticing she lived in the room next to Ma Jinhua's. He pulled her into her house.

Ma Jinhua and Lu Yueyue had witnessed his affair with Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua, which he found rather embarrassing. Going back to Ma Jinhua's house would only make things more awkward, given their constant encounters. It was better to hide away. Besides, this woman knew about their affair, and he couldn't let her gossip. He needed to talk to her about it and make her keep quiet.

Ma Cuihua, who followed behind, saw Er Biaozi carrying Ma Yuhua and pulling Meng Jiao's hand as they entered Meng Jiao's house. She seemed to understand Er Biaozi's meaning immediately. That's right, this idea is quite correct. It's better for everyone not to meet. It's better to handle things calmly at this time. After thinking about it, she followed them into Meng Jiao's house.

The hallway quieted down for a moment. Ma Jinhua, holding Lu Yueyue, waited until everyone had left before speaking earnestly, "Yueyue, forget about what just happened. Don't think about it, don't think about anything, okay?"

Lu Yueyue's somewhat vacant eyes gradually regained some expression. It had to be said that what had just happened was incredibly shocking for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl like her. She didn't understand men at all. At school, some boys had fawned over her, but those were just immature boys. Now, the situation was that her seemingly tall and imposing brother, Er Biaozi, and her aunt had actually done *that* thing in the hallway. She'd probably never forget that scene. She

sighed softly. She wasn't usually a sentimental person, but at this moment, she couldn't help but feel sentimental. Her mother had been standing there too. Did her mother also have that kind of relationship with Er Biaozi? Thinking about her mother's relationship with her father, she dared not think any further.

Seeing her niece suddenly become melancholy, Ma Jinhua felt an urge to curse Er Biaozi and her two older sisters to death. "It's all your fault! What kind of mess have you made of?" she thought. She comforted her, "Alright, alright, don't think too much about it. Let's go inside!"

Lu Yueyue nodded. The incident hadn't left a lasting psychological scar. But as she took a step, she suddenly asked, "Auntie, that man was your husband! Aren't you angry at all?" "Ah!"

The question left Ma Jinhua speechless. Only then did she realize that she was the one who should be angry, yet her demeanor showed no sign of anger. No wonder Lu Yueyue was suspicious. After a moment's hesitation, Ma Jinhua said, "Yueyue, I... I'm angry too. Um... um... let's go back inside and talk, let's go back inside and talk."

Ma Jinhua and Lu Yueyue silently entered Ma Jinhua's house, only to find it empty. Lu Yueyue asked, "Ah, where did they all go?" Ma Jinhua was also puzzled. "I don't know. Didn't they just go upstairs?" "Yes, but why is no one home?" Lu Yueyue asked.

Ma Jinhua was also confused and at a loss!

At Meng Jiao's house, seeing the man and Sister Cuihua and Sister Yuhua coming in one after another, she said in fear: "You, you, why did you come to my house?"

Chapter 430 Meng Jiao (1)

It's no wonder Meng Jiao was nervous. She had just stumbled upon someone's good time and had caught them red-handed. She had also secretly gone out to peek at their secret. All signs indicated that she was the one who should be silenced.

Without answering Meng Jiao, and not caring about answering her at this time, Ma Cuihua said with concern: "Er Biaozi, what should we do? Yueyue saw it. What should we do about this?"

"What are you worried about? Yueyue didn't see you and Er Biaozi doing that kind of thing directly. I'm the one who should be worried. Okay, Er Biaozi, put me down quickly. It's okay!" "That's it," Ma Yuhua said, her tone full of anger. It was her bad luck; Ma Cuihua and Er Biaozi's relationship was discovered by Meng Jiao, which wasn't a big deal. But she and Er Biaozi were discovered by her own niece Lu Yueyue and her own sister Ma Jinhua—that was a huge loss of face.

Er Biaozi put Ma Yuhua down, muttering, "Alright, alright, what's the big deal? It's just a trivial matter. Yueyue and Jinhua are family; do you think we're worried about them talking about it outside? The problem is this woman. Can you guarantee she won't talk about it outside?" Before Er Mengjiao could even explain, Er Biaozi had already successfully pointed his gun at her. Suddenly noticing the accusing looks from Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua, she frantically shook her head, saying, "No, no, Sister Cuihua, Sister Yuhua, don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone." Ma Cuihua nodded uncertainly, saying, "To be honest, Jiaojiao is usually a good person, and we get along well as neighbors. She...she won't tell anyone, will she?" Ma Yuhua also nodded, saying, "Yes, I don't think Jiaojiao will tell anyone, right, Jiaojiao?" Clearly, the Ma sisters' words were tinged with uncertainty and doubt, because their relationship with Mengjiao was limited to the time they'd spent together—just a little neighborly acquaintance. They didn't know her well, and their understanding of Mengjiao was only superficial.

Er Biaozi said sarcastically, "These days, you can know a person's face but not their heart!" Meng Jiao realized that the man in front of her was clearly targeting her, so she quickly ran to Er Biaozi, looking anxious, and said, "Brother, brother, I, Meng Jiao, am really not that kind of person! We're all people who treat others with our hearts!" Er Biaozi stared at Meng Jiao's chest with a half-smile. Heh heh, this woman was quite attractive, with fair skin and a delicate complexion. Because she worked in an air-conditioned room for a long time, she naturally had a slender white complexion. She had that air of a city woman, how to put it, she was different from country women. Er Biaozi felt that this woman was different from the women he had dated before. Of course, the most unusual thing was that this woman was walking around in front of him without a bra. Was she not interested in his balls, or did she think his balls weren't big enough or attractive enough?

His gaze assessed her size; she was a bit small, but not completely flat-chested. She was at least as plump as two small steamed buns, not the ridiculously small size of those Wangzai mini steamed buns, nor the freshly steamed kind from a large pot in the countryside. If you were to judge her by those large steamed bun sizes, it would exclude the vast majority of women; only a few could meet that standard. If we're talking about that standard, only Hu Meihua, who's gotten even bigger due to pregnancy, and that Russian beauty Sharapova could be compared.

Meng Jiao's size, if compared to steamed buns, is neither too big nor too small, the kind of size sold in the market these days. It looks quite pleasing, made by a steamed bun machine, with a modern feel. The color and shape are good, but it doesn't really wow anyone. This size suits the tastes of most men; not many people seem to like this kind of steamed bun.

"Not bad, not bad, truly heartfelt!"

Er Biaozi's half-smile was undeniably servile.

"Ah!"

Meng Jiao's gaze followed Er Biaozi's and fell upon herself. She immediately understood the teasing in his words. Embarrassed, she quickly covered herself with her hands, her face burning red like a sunset. As someone who had just experienced the pleasures of a man after her girlhood, she naturally couldn't accept such a joke.

"You, you, you're so naughty!"

This was Meng Jiao's inner thought. This man really was quite naughty, doing that kind of thing in the hallway in broad daylight. She didn't believe the Ma sisters had made that decision. Even if a woman wanted that kind of thing, she still had a woman's natural thoughts and a sense of shyness. She would never actively ask to do that kind of thing; it must have been the man who forced them.

Seeing the woman's charming, girlish appearance, Er Biaozi chuckled. His thoughts became even more active, but he knew he couldn't be too obvious, otherwise, if the two sisters noticed, it would ruin his plans.

"You scoundrel, still flirting with Jiaojiao at a time like this? Humph, I see now, you're stirring up trouble, aren't you? You're trying to make us suspect Jiaojiao isn't up to any good!" Sure enough, just as Er Biaozi was trying to back down, Ma Cuihua had already laid it all out. Er Biaozi's true nature had never escaped her notice!

"Sister, I see it too. This guy isn't up to any good. Is he trying to take advantage of Jiaojiao again?" Ma Cuihua also had sharp eyes, her gaze as keen as lightning!

Er Biaozi wore a wry smile. Was his villainous nature so obvious? They could see right through him. He couldn't argue now; the more he argued, the more guilty he'd feel. So he just gave a cold snort, expressionless, and said irritably, "You sisters have plenty of free time, huh? Fine, then I'll leave this to you. You handle it yourselves!" Turning the tables, Er Biaozi handled this situation with practiced ease. Heh heh, I'll walk away, not giving you any leverage. I'll stand aside and watch how things unfold. That's called a man's cleverness.

Sure enough, with Er Biaozi standing aside like this, the Ma sisters were at a loss for what to do. Meng Jiao, blushing, covered her exposed areas and ran back to the inner room, making the awkward atmosphere even more tense.

"Er Biaozi, what do you suggest we do? You started this whole thing! You're a grown man, say something!" Ma Cuihua was clearly flustered and at a loss.

Er Biaozi chuckled dismissively, "What do you mean, 'what to do'? It's easy. Don't worry about Yueyue and Jinhua; they definitely won't tell anyone. As for this woman? Ah, if you're sure she won't tell, I have no objection."

Ma Cuihua glared at him, furious. This guy had said a lot but it was all for naught; he wasn't taking any responsibility at all. Enraged, Ma Cuihua roared, "You're the one who caused this mess; you deal with it yourself. We can't handle it!" Ma Yuhua, naturally, stood firmly by her sister's side, glaring at Er Biaozi, "Yes, you insisted on doing that kind of thing in the hallway. Now that it's happened, you naturally have to clean up the mess. If even a rumor gets out, we'll never forgive you!" Er Biaozi laughed, "What's there to be afraid of if it gets out? All you men already know you're with me. Their cuckoldry is already green as green as can be. What's there to be afraid of!" “Go away, go away! You’re not afraid, and neither are we, but what if word gets out? Won’t it affect Jin Hua? Won’t it affect Yue Yue? We don’t have to think about ourselves, but we have to think about them!”

Ma Yuhua said sternly.

Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua were both mature women with families and relatives. It was understandable that they pursued their own happiness, but building their happiness on the suffering of others was wrong. On one hand, they could be with Er Biaozi without restraint because they weren’t afraid of things that young girls should be afraid of; on the other hand, they couldn’t be as wild with Er Biaozi, and they couldn’t let others know about their relationship because they had many other things to consider. But there was no way around it; that’s life! That’s life—unchangeable and unavoidable!

A smug look of triumph flickered in Er Biaozi's eyes, but he quickly concealed it, preventing the Ma sisters from noticing. Despite his sometimes impulsive nature, Er Biaozi wasn't without cunning or cunning. Maintaining a straight face, he didn't reveal his intentions, instead asking insincerely, "What should I do? Didn't I say we don't need to worry about Yueyue and Jinhua? The problem is that woman. You say you trust her, so I can only trust her, trust that she won't tell anyone." But that's how women are; sometimes the more serious you are, the less they believe you. Er Biaozi's words made the Ma sisters less certain. Ma Cuihua looked at Ma Yuhua, and Ma Yuhua looked back at Ma Cuihua. The two sisters exchanged glances but both shook their heads slightly. Clearly, they too were becoming less confident in their earlier persuasion.

"Yuhua, what do you think?" "Sister, I think that Jiaojiao is a bit unreliable too. We don't really know her!" "

Yes, I also think that Jiaojiao is a very nice person, and she's good to us sisters, but that's based on the fact that our little sister Jinhua is the town mayor. What if someone wants to harm our little sister, and that woman isn't careful with her words? I'm afraid we can't guarantee she won't go around spreading rumors!"

"Sister, what do you suggest we do?"

"There's only one way now!" "Oh, what way?" "Let Er Biaozi deal with her!" Er Biaozi was listening intently, and when he heard the sisters circling back to him, he knew his plan had succeeded. Hehe, it was going exactly as he had planned. Hehe, he couldn't rush things now, he absolutely couldn't rush things now, the fish would bite the hook slowly on its own.

"Er Biaozi, come here, come here!" Ma Cuihua called Er Biaozi's name.

Er Biaozi pretended to be troubled and said, "What is it?" "Stop pretending," Ma Cuihua glared at him fiercely, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. "You don't even know what's going on. You're probably secretly gloating, aren't you? Alright, alright, we sisters will grant your wish. You'd better show us what you've got!" "What is it?"

Er Biaozi still wanted to play hard to get.

But Ma Cuihua's foot was already on his heels. "Still pretending? Still pretending? I won't give you a chance. I'd rather fight to the death." "Ah, okay, okay, I won't pretend anymore!" Er Biaozi knew when to stop, so he couldn't pretend too much, or it would be too much to handle.

"Hurry up and go!" Ma Cuihua ordered. Er Biaozi readily agreed, patting his hand and promising, "Okay, just you wait and see! Watch my skills, Er Biaozi! One move and all the women are taken!" Watching Er Biaozi swagger into the inner room, Ma Cuihua said to her elder sister, Ma Cuihua, her face grim, "Elder sister, isn't this kid getting off too easy?" "I'm so resentful!"

Ma Cuihua glanced at her younger sister, Ma Yuhua. "Yuhua, are you really in love with that Er Biaozi?"

Ma Yuhua blushed, but facing her own sister, the two sisters had done all sorts of outrageous things—serving a man, even in broad daylight in the hallway! They'd already lost all sense of shame. She remained unfazed and said, "Sister Fu, aren't you the same?"

Ma Cuihua paused, then immediately retorted angrily, "What am I? I have a husband and a daughter. Love is a foreign concept to me." Ma Yuhua scoffed, "Come on, you can pretend with others, but why pretend with my sister? That Er Biaozi certainly has reasons for us women to fall in love!"

"Hehe! Haha!"

"Hehe! Haha!" The two sisters

exchanged a meaningful glance, and then immediately burst into laughter in unison, everything unspoken!

04-23
Chapter 431 Meng Jiaojiao (2)

Meng Jiao ran into the bedroom and locked the door tightly, not wanting to go out again. She was afraid to see that man's sharp, eagle-like eyes, as if they could see right through her. In fact, she already knew. How could she have forgotten to wear a bra when she went out? Oh no, oh no, she had been completely naked and let him see her to his heart's content!

Her blank stare seemed to be looking at something, but in fact, her eyes were empty and lifeless, she hadn't seen anything at all. She was struggling inside. It seemed that he She had malicious intentions, and she knew about his and the Ma sisters' secrets. It was really difficult to distance herself from the situation. She regretted seeing it once and then again; without the second time, there wouldn't be this situation!

Gritting her teeth, she pondered how to handle today's events. She couldn't afford to offend Mayor Ma Jinhua, and she secretly resolved not to reveal what happened. But her own resolve was useless; people needed to believe she could keep her promises. But how could she gain their trust?

"Knock knock!"

A knock at the door startled Meng Jiao from her reverie. She hurriedly asked, "Who is it?" Outside, Er Biaozi grinned wickedly and said, "It's me. Um, I want to talk to you about what happened today!" "Ah, it's that man!" Meng Jiao nearly screamed in panic. What did he want to talk to her about? Her heart pounded even faster. She had a bad feeling and forced herself to say, "Ah, no, nothing to talk about. Don't worry, I promise I won't tell anyone, really!"

Er Biaozi said, "Alright, open the door, let's talk things out face to face, okay?" Meng Jiao desperately covered her breasts with both hands, gritting her teeth. A woman's intuition told her she had a bad feeling, so she didn't dare open the door. She stammered, "Ah, okay, okay, um, I haven't changed my clothes yet, you, you wait a moment!" Delaying was the best thing she could think of. Meng Jiao was at a loss, but she could only resort to delaying.

Outside the door, Er Biaozi stood there dumbfounded, the woman inside just wouldn't open the door!

The Ma sisters were already feeling uneasy about giving Er Biaozi a chance, and now seeing him get rejected, they felt a sense of balance. Ma Cuihua chuckled, "Er Biaozi, you little rascal, you've finally been rejected by a woman!" Ma Yuhua clapped her hands and laughed gleefully, "Er Biaozi, you little rascal, you've finally met your match, hehe, haha!"

The two women's disdain fueled Er Biaozi's anger. His desires hadn't been so intense before, but now they were burning fiercely. Who was Er Biaozi? He was invincible when it came to women. Whether using force or gentle methods, he never failed. He couldn't afford to fail with just one woman today.

"Hmph, I've got you!" he thought. He continued knocking on the door, raising his voice, "Open the door quickly! Explain this matter clearly! Did you call someone else to tell them? If you don't open the door, I'm going to kick you out!" "

Ah, Beryl, Beryl, I really didn't call anyone!"

Meng Jiao, inside the room, tried to regulate her breathing to calm herself down, planning how to stall for more time. But the other party didn't give her a chance. One wrong word, and they were ready to take her down!

"Open the door quickly, or I'll really think you called someone to tip them off,"

Er Biaozi continued to intimidate her.

"Okay, okay, I'll open the door right away." Helpless, Meng Jiao quickly grabbed a bra and put it on. At this point, not opening the door was out of the question. What's meant to be will be, and she couldn't escape the consequences. There was still a long time before her husband got off work, and no one else would be home. Her stalling plan wasn't working!

Reluctantly, they opened the door, and there stood Er Biaozi's tall, burly figure. The moment the door opened, Er Biaozi turned around and gave the Ma sisters in the living room a defiant smile—a blatant provocation!

The Ma sisters naturally saw Er Biaozi's provocative smile, and both of them raised their eyebrows in anger. Seeing Er Biaozi walk into the house, Ma Cuihua gritted her teeth and said, "This kid dares to provoke us! I'm furious!" Ma Yuhua also said with a dark face, "Yes, this kid is too arrogant. He's the one who started this whole mess today, otherwise, there wouldn't be so much trouble! Yuhua, we have to find a way to teach Er Biaozi a lesson!" Ma Cuihua was still furious and began to think about how to deal with Er Biaozi.

Ma Yuhua frowned, "How can we teach him a lesson? Find someone to beat him up, but this kid can take on ten people by himself, and we can't find anyone!" “What are you thinking? What’s wrong with beating him up? I mean, we’ll drain this kid dry in that area. He’s got so much energy, once we’ve drained him, there won’t be any more trouble,” Ma Cuihua said with a laugh. Ma Yuhua’s eyebrows rose even higher, looking at her as if she were crazy. “Sister, drain that kid dry? Are you kidding me? That kid’s as strong as a little tiger. You’ve been through it before, and he seems to be getting stronger and stronger. I really don’t know if a man like that is even a man. Normal men aren’t like this. They’re not the kind that get worse the more you do it, but this kid seems to be on drugs the more you do it. Even if the two of us sisters go up against him, we can’t control him!”

Ma Cuihua snorted and laughed. “One person can’t control him, two people can’t control him, but what about three, five, or even ten or eight? Many hands make light work. Even ants can kill an elephant if there are enough of them. We can just find a few helpers, right?” "Oh, your idea is pretty good, but where can we find help?"

Ma Yuhua, intrigued by her sister Ma Cuihua's suggestion, felt a surge of interest. It wasn't that they were shameless enough to share a man with another woman; rather, Er Biaozi had gradually eroded their sense of shame. From the two sisters serving Er Biaozi together to engaging in such acts with him in broad daylight in public, it was undeniable that Er Biaozi had slowly awakened their desires, digging his own grave bit by bit.

Ma Cuihua smiled mysteriously, "I have my own methods. For one thing, it seems Jiaojiao will be a great help to us from now on!" "Hehe! Haha!"

"Hehe! Haha!" The

two sisters exchanged a meaningful glance, then burst into laughter in unison, everything understood without a word.

Er Biaozi slipped into the room, then locked it behind him. Meng Jiao's heart skipped a beat; she felt an urge to run away, her face pale. "Um, um, let's talk, why are you locking the door? Where are Sister Cuihua and Sister Yuhua?" He chuckled, then leisurely surveyed her bedroom. It was casually decorated; the room wasn't large, but it was quite clean. A double bed was covered in bright red bedding, like most newlywed rooms. On the wall above the bed hung a full-body wedding photo. The woman was stunningly beautiful, her white wedding dress making her even more radiant than the flowers—it was the lovely Meng Jiao. The man was also quite handsome, not very tall, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, giving him an elegant air. The two seemed quite well-matched!

Yi Cui sat down, and Er Biaozi pointed at the photo, saying, "Is this your husband?" Er Mengjiao was furious. "I asked you why you locked the door, and you gave me a completely different answer, even asking yourself!" she said irritably. "Yes, my husband works at the town government, a civil servant. He's good friends with the head of our town's police station; a word from him is law!"

He chuckled, watching the woman bolster her own courage. His eyes sharpened as he scrutinized her body. She wore a casual short skirt, no stockings, and a pair of fair, white legs... With her eyes gleaming, Meng Jiaoren was the plump type, and her legs were naturally a bit fleshy as well. However, sometimes plumpness makes her look more feminine and gives her a more sensual appearance. She wore a pair of pink slippers with cartoon patterns, and her delicate little feet were playfully peeking out. Her ten toes were truly exquisite. Some women have toes of uneven lengths, which doesn't look very attractive, but this woman's toes were perfectly shaped. Her pale toes were painted with bright red nail polish, making her look even more playful and cute.

Seemingly sensing Er Biaozi's wolf-like sharp gaze fixed on her toes for a while, Meng Jiao blushed and subconsciously pulled her feet back. Er Biaozi's gaze naturally drifted to her upper body. She was wearing a bra, so he couldn't see the beautiful scenery above. But wearing it was pointless; her fair shoulders and arms were smooth and delicate, and from the side, the deep cleavage was captivating. Er Biaozi's mind was racing. "Hehe, I can help you take it off if you put it on."

Sensing Er Biaozi's ill intentions, Meng Jiao finally couldn't hold back any longer and said in a flustered voice, "Just say what you want to say, my husband will be back soon!"

Seeing a blush creep across her beautiful face, Er Biaozi's heart skipped a beat. So beautiful. Shy women are always beautiful. To be honest, this woman's looks were only average, not as good as the Ma sisters outside, but she exuded the flavor of youth. Besides, freshness always appealed to men. A wicked smile appeared on his lips, and his heart burned even hotter. He stammered, "Oh, then I'll be frank. Can you guarantee you won't tell anyone about what happened today?"

Meng Jiao practically swore, "I swear, if I, Meng Jiao, tell anyone what happened today, may I be struck by lightning!" Her wicked smile widened. Er Biaozi shook his head, saying, "Swearing is useless these days; it only fools ghosts." His teeth clenched tightly, Meng Jiao blushed at Er Biaozi's almost shameless behavior, but she was powerless against him. She could only huff and puff, "Then how can I guarantee it?"

Er Biaozi took a few steps forward and stood in front of Meng Jiao. He inhaled her feminine fragrance and looked at her panicked eyes, stammering, "I have a good idea. If you agree, I'll believe your promise!" Meng Jiao

's eyes were filled with fear. She instinctively took a few steps back and sat down abruptly. Sensing something, she shook her head frantically, saying, "No, no, I won't agree! I have a husband, really! I haven't been married long, and I'm very happy. I can't do this!" Er

Biaozi smiled as he looked at Meng Jiao, who was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Perhaps everyone truly has a dark side, but some people hide it very well, always appearing virtuous and respectable. Others, however, make no attempt to conceal it. This is why there is a difference between the upper and lower classes, between refined and vulgar tastes. Er Biaozi was the kind of person who didn't want to hide his inner evil. Now he felt good, very conquering. He chuckled and said, "Only by guaranteeing this can I believe you won't tell anyone. Hehe, you've got our leverage, and I've got yours. Everyone has leverage so they won't talk nonsense, right?" "Ah, no, no!" Meng Jiao shook her head desperately, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

In this atmosphere, without realizing it, Er Biaozi's hand had already touched hers. It was soft and boneless to the touch, and the instant it touched her, Meng Jiao's delicate body trembled sensitively—a truly alluring tremor that ignited Er Biaozi's burning desire. Without hesitation or lingering, he acted on his impulse, his hot breath searching her smooth face for that sweet, moist touch. Meng Jiao leaned to one side; she wanted to escape, her breathing becoming erratic. She whispered, "No, no, don't do this, I can't do this!"

Resistance was futile, rebellion was powerless. Touch, soft, fragrant, tender, and close. Her lips parted slightly, and Er Biaozi tried to feel the breath in Meng Jiao's mouth from the bottom of his heart. His tongue began to probe, lightly touch, lick, and tease, until finally it wrapped around Meng Jiao's little tongue. Then they began to entwine happily, from a light taste to passionate and unrestrained passion, and then to a frenzied frenzy. Er Biaozi tormented her in that little mouth with all his might.

Chapter 432 Meng Jiao (3)

Finally, their lips parted, and then there was a heavy breathing in the room. They were panting heavily. Meng Jiao's eyes were empty and powerless. Obviously, the painful kiss just now had completely made her lose herself.

She was a married woman. Although her husband wasn't her first love, and she hadn't only kissed him, it was undeniable that compared to other men, the kiss from the man before her was so domineering and so masculine. But this wasn't her husband, after all. How could she think like that? She

desperately tried to push away Er Biaozi's strong body, but her strength was futile. So she could only pant heavily and grit her teeth, saying, "Let me go, let me go! You're forcing me! If you keep doing this, I'll scream!" Er Biaozi chuckled dismissively, then fiercely sealed her lips with his again. Resistance was futile, rebellion futile. Touch, soft, fragrant, tender, pressed firmly. Their lips parted slightly, and Er Biaozi tried to feel the breath in Meng Jiao's mouth. His tongue began to probe, lightly touch, lick, and tease, until finally entwining with Meng Jiao's small tongue. Then they began a blissful, passionate embrace, from tentative touches to intense, unrestrained passion, and then to a frenzied frenzy. Er Biaozi tormented that small mouth with all his might.

The moment their lips parted, Meng Jiao, ignoring her breath, screamed, "Help! Help! Help! Someone is trying to force a woman! Help!" In the living room, the Ma

sisters sat idly on the sofa, their eyes seemingly fixed on the closing door. The moment they heard Meng Jiao cry for help, they exchanged a knowing glance.

Ma Cuihua exclaimed, "He's made his move! Er Biaozi has made his move!" Ma Yuhua said, "That kid's a little slow!" Ma Cuihua asked, "Are you praising him or scolding him?" Ma Yuhua chuckled, "Of course I'm scolding him! You can't praise that kid, or he'll get all cocky." Ma Cuihua also chuckled, "That's true!" But then she added with some worry, "Yuhua, do you think something bad might really happen? That Jiao Jiao is resisting quite strongly." Ma Yuhua scoffed, "Big sister, don't worry. I can't guarantee anything about other men, but don't you know how powerful Er Biaozi is? That guy has a natural charm that's deadly to women, especially married women who've experienced the pleasures of a man. Hehe, once they've experienced a man, and then experienced Er Biaozi's domineering charm, I'm afraid all women will submit to him after their initial resistance, no doubt about it."

Ma Cuihua nodded in deep agreement, finally revealing a relieved smile, "You're right, I was overthinking it. With Er Biaozi around, he can handle any woman. Ah, I worried for nothing!" The two sisters smiled knowingly, ignoring the cries for help from inside the room. Ma Yuhua, bored, turned on the TV in the living room and leisurely watched the program.

Inside the room, Meng Jiao screamed hoarsely, but found it was all in vain; no one responded. Even the Ma sisters in the living room, so close by, seemed completely deaf to the sound. Meng Jiao was now utterly desperate.

Er Biaozi laughed loudly as he threw her down, then pressed himself against her body, ripped off her clothes, and ripped off her bra. He buried his head deep between her large, firm breasts, letting out a scream as they heaved violently. The magnificent sight instantly dazzled Er Biaozi. Heh heh, he was just secretly admiring them. Now, he was free to admire her however he wanted, as he pleased—it was his territory, his domain!

The sound of panting clearly reached Er Biaozi's ears; clearly under attack, Meng Jiao was struggling to cope. Her body was incredibly sensitive. Er Biaozi, however, was captivated by her scent, quickly pulling her clothes down to her neck, using his cheek to feel the firmness and softness of her private parts, gently rubbing and caressing them. Then, he secretly slipped his other hand under her skirt. The woman's legs felt smooth and delicate, the edges of her panties seemingly lace-trimmed, so light, so thin, so tactile. Er Biaozi grew increasingly excited with each touch.

Meng Jiao's body writhed. She couldn't withstand Er Biaozi's daring stimulation. Her husband was a respectable man; even in that kind of situation, he wasn't this brazen and domineering. Er Biaozi's hand had unknowingly slipped through the lace-trimmed panties, touching her most intimate area—it was warm, damp, and slightly wet.

"Ah, no! I can't take it anymore! I really can't take it anymore!" There was no suppressed sound, only that soul-stirring murmur. This delicate voice was so arousing. Er Biaozi's hand, through her thin panties, strongly felt the impact of her climax. It was really powerful. It was also because Meng Jiao's body was too sensitive. After a few touches and a few strokes, Er Biaozi's hand had brought Meng Jiao to her climax. He had to admire Er Biaozi's skill.

After a long, long time, when she finished, Er Biaozi chuckled wickedly and pulled down his pants. His manhood had been throbbing and urging him on for a while now; it was swollen and uncomfortable. This guy, who never obeyed his commands, seemed impatient to find that warm place to settle down. It had been a long time since he'd tasted a woman's flesh. It had been about ten minutes, he thought. He chuckled. The stimulation with the Ma sisters in the hallway was exciting, but he hadn't truly had his fill yet. He couldn't contain his loneliness any longer. He lifted her skirt, pulled down her wet, embroidered panties, and then naturally and gently parted her legs.

"Ahhhhhh!" A long scream rang out, higher and sharper than her earlier cry for help, shaking the heavens!

In the living room, the Ma sisters laughed excitedly upon hearing the sound.

Ma Cuihua exclaimed, "He's inside!" Ma Yuhua was even more excited, clapping her hands and laughing, "Haha, he must be inside!"

Ma Cuihua gritted her teeth and said, "That boy is really ruthless. Judging from the screams, Jiaojiao must be in terrible pain." Ma Yuhua chuckled, "The pain is only temporary. To achieve the final pleasure, this little bit of suffering is necessary. Hehe, Jiaojiao was too curious, daring to eavesdrop on us doing that kind of thing. Well, now that rascal has his eye on her, and in the end, she's gotten herself involved too."

Humans have inherent flaws; others' pain becomes their own pleasure, always building their happiness on the suffering of others. This is the inherent flaw in a person's nature. It's not that there are no good people, but good people are always few and far between, and bad people are always many. Perhaps there aren't many bad people on the surface, but no one can deny that the human heart is immeasurable. Where there is fertile ground, the inherent flaws will take root and sprout.

Meanwhile, Ma Jinhua and Lu Yueyue, who lived just a wall away, seemed to have also heard the scream. Lu Yueyue frowned in confusion and said, "Auntie, did you hear something? It sounded like a woman screaming." Ma Jinhua also frowned. "It really sounded like that. Oh dear, was it coming from Jiaojiao's house next door?"

A blush flashed across Lu Yueyue's face, and she seemed to remember something. She whispered, "Auntie, my mother and second aunt, and... and Er Biaozi, I don't know where they went. I don't know... I don't know if something happened to them?" Ma Jinhua's heart skipped a beat. She thought of a possibility: her eldest sister, the second sister, and that Er Biaozi had gone upstairs but hadn't gone home. They had two options: either they went to the fifth floor to hide, or they went to someone else's house. If they went to the fifth floor to hide, then they might have followed her downstairs after she entered the house, since they were too ashamed to see Lu Yueyue. But if they went to someone else's house, then it was a question of whose house it was, and the scream from the woman just now only made things more complicated.

"Auntie, Auntie, what are you thinking about? Is something wrong?" Lu Yueyue seemed to realize something was amiss when she saw Ma Jinhua lost in thought. Ma Jinhua snapped out of her reverie and smiled, saying, "Nothing, nothing. I was just thinking about something. Let's not talk about your second aunt. You should think about yourself first. This college entrance exam is very important for you. In Chinese life, the key steps are often just a few. If you can take one step, it means that your life will have risen to a higher level than ever before. Passing the college entrance exam can be said to have laid a solid foundation for your future life, and your future will be smooth sailing. Otherwise, you'll end up like your second aunt, stuck in the countryside your whole life, finding a man and living an unhappy life."

Lu Yueyue nodded as if she understood, and assured her, "Don't worry, Auntie, I know. I will definitely work hard!" "

Ma Jinhua smiled and patted her little head, 'That's more like it, all three of us sisters are focused on you.'

Lu Yueyue waved her little fist cutely, but immediately frowned and said, 'But, but, Auntie, my grades are just so-so, no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to Li Sanya. It seems we definitely won't be classmates in college.' Compared to Li Sanya, Lu Yueyue's grades were indeed a bit ordinary. Thinking of Li Sanya, Ma Jinhua was furious at this moment. This man had ruined her life; she had been terribly harmed by Er Biaozi.

The first shot only reached halfway up the mountain. Er Biaozi really didn't intend to be that ruthless; he only used half his strength. Who knew that Meng Jiao was so fragile? Before anything had even happened, this scream caused Er Biaozi to get excited and forcefully thrust forward. And then, well, he ended up with a full-on shot.

Then, the result was that the scream became even sharper and louder, echoing through the sky."

Fortunately, Er Biaozi gagged her at the crucial moment, silencing her screams. Otherwise, her screams could have blown the floor above her back. What is a sonic attack? This is a sonic attack!

"Oh!"

After slowly getting used to it, Er Biaozi finally launched his attack. However, the pain made Meng Jiao groan and grit her teeth. At this moment, she knew it was better not to scream. But she felt as if a huge cork had been forced between her legs. Was this man even a man? He was even worse than her husband, who had the advantage of being small!

"Jiaojiao! Is it too big? Hehe, you'll get used to it soon, then you'll feel so good." Er Biaozi teased Meng Jiao.

Meng Jiao didn't say a word. Saying anything now was useless. She frowned, gritted her teeth, and endured Er Biaozi's huge attack. What's done is done, and there's no use changing it now. She could deal with it later, even if she complained about being forced to do that kind of thing. She couldn't escape now. As for committing suicide, that would be too much. She wasn't that kind of stupid woman.

She felt the boy's steel-like penis thrusting back and forth in her tight paradise, the pressure between her legs filling her. The sensation shot straight to her throat, and she began to breathe irregularly. The enormous penis touched her private parts, and intense stimulation surged from her lower abdomen like a gushing spring.

Meng Jiao was shocked to find that the sensation emanating from her private parts was producing a strange excitement. She couldn't believe it was so intense; she instinctively felt fear. How could she feel this way about a man forcing her to do that kind of thing? But the man's large member continued to thrust into her, gradually numbing Meng Jiao's mind. In her blank thoughts, she could only instinctively accept the man's member. As Er Biaozi increased his speed, Meng Jiao's vagina swelled rapidly.

"Mmm! Mmm! So good!" Every time Er Biaozi thrust deeply, Meng Jiao frowned, letting out suppressed but uncontrollable moans. Clearly, this woman was already somewhat conquered by Er Biaozi. Although she might have resisted psychologically, her body was gradually betraying her mind.

Chapter 433 Meng Jiaojiao (4)

What could be more satisfying to a man's vanity and give him a sense of accomplishment than conquering a woman?

And the more difficult the woman to conquer, the greater the vanity a man feels. Although this Jiaojiao wasn't so difficult to conquer, she opposed his attempts to conquer her. She was a woman with a family and a husband. Conquering such a woman would give him an even greater sense of accomplishment.

As time went on, Meng Jiao's eyes became more and more hazy, her expression more and more relaxed, and even the sound of her breathing became smoother and smoother. Er Biaozi knew that through his huge advantage in that area, he had gradually conquered her. This was only the initial conquest. To truly conquer her heart, he needed to make further efforts. But this was a good start and a starting point. He should work even harder.

In the living room!

"No more movement inside!"

"Looks like Jiaojiao got her fill."

"That's right, Er Biaozi's big thing is no match for a woman!" "Honestly, I hadn't even had my fill yet when I was abruptly interrupted. Why can't they hurry up inside? I want more!" "You slut! Don't you know how to be shameless?" "Come on, don't you want it, my elder sister Ma Cuihua!" Ma Yuhua shouted at this moment. Ma Cuihua's face panicked, and she could only smile bitterly: "Okay, I admit it, I'm a slut too."

"Hehe! Haha!"

"Hehe! Haha!"

The two sisters exchanged a meaningful look, and then immediately burst into laughter in unison, everything understood without words!

The two sisters are now completely united. Sometimes, they don't need to speak; a single glance is enough for them to understand each other perfectly.

Inside the chamber,

Er Biaozi and Meng Jiao lie embraced. After their intense encounter, Er Biaozi had used his life essence to cleanse Meng Jiao's body. When those bullets pierced her, Meng Jiao felt as if she had been hit by real bullets. That feeling of teetering between life and death was unforgettable, and it suddenly made her less resentful of this man. Suddenly, she wanted to be conquered by him, which terrified her. How could she do this? She had a family and a husband. She couldn't do this; she absolutely couldn't.

So, when the two embraced, she just kept her head down and didn't speak, only feeling the comfortable sensation that cleansed her entire body. But why was this guy still having his big thing inside her after he was done, and why hadn't it gone soft for so long? According to her and her husband's understanding of that kind of thing, a man at this point should be extremely weak and unable to launch a second attack. What was he trying to do?

"Jiaojiao, how is it? Does it feel good?"

Er Biaozi spoke softly, a good way to deal with women.

Meng Jiao pursed her lips but didn't speak. What could she say now? Should she say she felt good? Wouldn't that embolden this guy to force her to do that kind of thing?

Seeing that Jiaojiao didn't speak, Er Biaozi wasn't discouraged. At this time, he naturally allowed the woman to have a little temper, but he, Er Biaozi, wasn't one to be trifled with. Sometimes words weren't as effective as actions, so his method was always to let his strength speak for itself.

Er Biaozi abruptly lowered his head and kissed Meng Jiao's two delicate and alluring lips, as vibrant as rose petals.

Meng Jiao let out a soft "Mmm," her fragrant, soft lips sealed tightly by the domineering man. Her bright eyes showed no desire, yet her lips instantly became moist and burning. Helplessly, she could only passively accept Er Biaozi's passionate kiss, her eyes revealing shock and surprise. What did this man want to do? Could he possibly do something else? No, wouldn't that violate a man's sexual abilities?

Er Biaozi greedily kissed the jade-like beauty in his arms, gazing at her full, soft lips. The insatiable lustful man extended his tongue, skillfully entering Meng Jiao's fragrant mouth. Er Biaozi launched the attack, Meng Jiao passively defended, and the two engaged in a fierce battle of tongues.

This breathtakingly long kiss lasted for a long time before they reluctantly parted, a transparent silver thread stretching between their four burning lips, shimmering with a brilliance only a man and a woman could produce.

As their lips parted, Er Biaozi began his next move, his manhood poised for action, ready to be deployed to the front lines.

Meng Jiao, pressed tightly against him, immediately sensed Er Biaozi's stirring. Overwhelmed with shame, she struggled fiercely, her body flailing, gripping Er Biaozi's hands tightly, trying to break free from his embrace, screaming, "No, no more! You can't do this! My husband will be back soon!" Holding her

soft, fragrant body in his arms, inhaling her unique feminine scent, his hands gently caressing her smooth, moist skin, he felt an insatiable urge to touch her. How could he bear to let go of such a beauty without fully enjoying her? Er Biaozi chuckled softly, "My dear, don't worry, no one will disturb us. Can I play a little longer?" "No!"

"Do I want it?

" "I really don't want it! " "Hehe, I really want it!" Meng Jiao helplessly accepted reality, closed her eyes, and curled up naked inside Er Biaozi's pants, letting Er Biaozi grope her wantonly, completely resigned to her fate.

Er Biaozi turned his head to look at her beautiful face so close to his. At this moment, Meng Jiao's beautiful eyes were closed, her long black eyelashes were exposed, her expression was languid, and her delicate features still gave people a unique "allure" at first glance. Her red lips were slightly red, and her pink lips were faintly visible. Her nose was delicate, and her face... Her face was taut, with only a light touch of rouge, yet it possessed a natural beauty. A woman's youth is her greatest asset. Compared to the Ma sisters, Meng Jiao didn't have the advantage in beauty, but her youthful vitality and aura were something the Ma sisters simply couldn't match.

Finally, Er Biaozi could no longer endure the torment and suffering. It was time to act. Some things couldn't be tolerated. The Southern Border Kingdom's troops, already fully prepared, were launching a full-scale attack. He had to be true to himself!

He reached out... Meng Jiao placed a pillow under her, grabbed one of her legs in each hand, and roughly forced her into a position, compelling her to obey his commands. Then, with a muffled groan, he brutally entered her warm and fiery embrace, beginning a fierce and merciless thrusting. The first time was excruciatingly painful, but the second time was bearable. Meng Jiao bit her lower lip, suppressing a sound, holding back her tears, enduring the man's frenzied and relentless, overwhelming pounding on her. A single thought told her, "I will endure!

I will endure! I will endure!

" Tears streamed down her face. Meng Jiao struggled to control her emotions, trying not to cry out loud. Although she felt physically satisfied, the psychological burden was unbearable. After all, she was a woman with a family and a husband; how could she let another man hold a place in her heart?

Moreover, whether it was voluntary or not, she had already betrayed her husband—both physically and emotionally. This feeling terrified her; she didn't know what to do.

"Jiaojiao, why are you crying? Haven't I made you feel good enough?" Er Biaozi, though sometimes rough and unruly, could be a gentle man. Seeing her crying, he softened, his movements and tone becoming tender.

Seeing Er Biaozi say such things, Meng Jiao's tears flowed even more freely. She felt incredibly wronged, but she kept her mouth shut. She didn't know what to say, because this man had brought her half pain and half happiness. Through this man, she had learned what it meant to be a woman, but it was also this man who had made her an unclean woman, unfaithful to her husband.

"Baby, life is about happiness. Forget about worldly troubles. Now listen to me, don't think about anything, just obediently enjoy my love!"

Er Biaozi said with a chuckle.

His large hand skillfully picked up the fine hairs of her genitals and played with them, his own penis providing additional stimulation. This wanton behavior completely shattered her will to resist. Her mouth was filled with savage laughter, her body yielding to Er Biaozi's wanton actions.

Er Biaozi chuckled and whispered in her beautiful little ear: "Wow, Jiao Jiao, why are you so wet here!" "So much water!" Upon hearing Er Biaozi's extremely cryptic words, Meng Jiao's beautiful face instantly burned red, and in the blink of an eye, even her ears and a large patch of her fair skin turned bright red. She quickly buried her uncontrollably shy face in Er Biaozi's arms, but the rapid pounding of her heart unmistakably betrayed her shy beauty.

Er Biaozi, of course, was pleased with himself, laughing heartily as he galloped away on his horse.

"You, you, you—" Meng Jiao murmured shyly, her body trembling slightly as she nestled in Er Biaozi's arms. Her alluring charm was truly captivating.

A woman's blushing face is most alluring, especially a beautiful woman. Er Biaozi, aroused by Meng Jiao's captivating shyness, became even more aroused. He disregarded everything else, abruptly standing up and lifting her onto his lap—his most prized move. He then unleashed his desire once more.

They returned to the living room.

The Ma sisters were watching TV, but their eyes were glazed over. They weren't paying attention to the exciting program at all; instead, they were listening intently. What were they listening for?

Ma Cuihua said, "Is it almost over?"

Ma Yuhua said, "It should be almost over. Jiaojiao can't last much longer; Er Biaozi's fighting power is invincible."

Ma Cuihua said, "I think so too, but why isn't she coming out yet?" Ma Yuhua said, "Why don't we go over and listen?"

"Okay, let's go!" "Let's go!" The two sisters walked to the door of the room, pressing their ears against it to listen carefully to the sounds inside. Ah, was there any sound inside? Ma Cuihua squinted and said, "Yuhua, did you hear anything?" Ma Yuhua also squinted and tilted her ear to ask doubtfully, "No, it seems like there is nothing?"

Chapter 434 Jiaojiao and the Ma sisters (1)

The door was suddenly opened from the inside, and Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua, who were pressing their ears against the door to listen carefully to the sounds, were caught off guard and rushed into the room. They staggered and made two noises, but fortunately they adjusted themselves and did not fall. They saw Er Biaozi Naked and swaggering, his massive member stood erect in the air. A large face, bearing a wicked smile, said, "What's up? You two sisters enjoy this commotion?"

Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua steadied themselves, completely unfazed. These two sisters were used to all sorts of things; they'd even done such things in broad daylight in the hallway. This was nothing to them. Looking around the room, they saw Da Mengjiao lying there, dazed. The two sisters, having entered, glanced at them weakly, unable to speak. The large wet patches on the sheets testified to the intensity of their recent encounter.

Blinking, Ma Cuihua grinned, "Hey, you little rascal, Jiaojiao's been leaking a lot of water!"

Er Biaozi chuckled proudly, "Of course! Don't you know who I am? I'm Er Biaozi!" "Well, Er Biaozi is the kind of person who doesn't feel ashamed of boasting; on the contrary, he feels good about himself. He's always so confident, always believing he's right. He doesn't take teasing seriously; he makes even sarcastic remarks sound like serious statements."

Meng Jiao was a little dazed. The two previous climaxes had left her head quite confused, but that didn't mean she had lost consciousness. Naturally, she heard Ma Cuihua and that boy teasing her, and her cheeks flushed slightly. But at this point, saying anything was useless, so she could only close her eyes and think, "Say what you want, I don't want to see it and be bothered!"

"Er Biaozi, aren't you ashamed?"

Ma Yuhua couldn't help but ask.

"Ashamed of what? Men and women are just like that." Er Biaozi laughed, talking at length about matters between men and women, as if he were an expert. "What's there to be ashamed of? Some people are more obvious and talk about it all the time, while others are hypocritical, saying one thing and doing another, and are even worse behind the scenes than those who talk about it. We do what we say, so what's there to be ashamed of?" "

You're really getting out of control now that you're fat." Ma Cuihua naturally defended her sister, "Alright, alright, look at the mess you've made of her house. If her husband comes back and sees this, he'll definitely fight you to the death!"

Er Biaozi spread his big hands, looking like a rogue with a helpless expression. "If her husband really dares to fight, I don't mind showing him what a real fight is, hehe!"

Ma Cuihua rolled her eyes. Talking about fighting with Er Biaozi was like showing off your skills in front of Guan Yu. This kid could take on ten people by himself. "Stop talking nonsense. I know you can fight, but can fighting solve anything? This is a society governed by law. Violence can't solve problems. Sleeping with someone's wife is immoral. To be serious, it's against the law, you know?"

Er Biaozi shrugged indifferently, "What's there to be afraid of? I've always been like this, and nobody has ever been able to do anything to me!"

Slapping Er Biaozi's swaggering member across the groin, Ma Cuihua said with a nonchalant air, "You little rascal, you're just a scoundrel, always thinking about that kind of thing. Today you've ruined another woman's body. I bet you'll die from this sooner or later." "

Cuihua, don't scare me! I'm really not afraid of that."

Er Biaozi completely ignored Ma Cuihua's threat, instead pulling her into his arms, grabbing her face, and biting her lips. He then forcefully thrust his tongue inside, savoring the sweetness. Ma Cuihua was definitely a real woman; with her, Er Biaozi experienced the true taste of womanhood!

"Ah," Ma Cuihua uttered a muffled sound, but instead of resisting, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Er Biaozi's neck, letting her body completely cling to him, turning the tables and taking the initiative.

A flame ignited in Er Biaozi's eyes. He couldn't help it; his desire was simply too strong. The previous rounds of intercourse hadn't extinguished the fire within him; on the contrary, it seemed to be burning even more intensely. So, Er Biaozi reciprocated with a kiss, completely dominating her body.

He intensified his kiss, forcefully prying open her teeth and inserting his tongue, drinking deeply of her saliva, his tongue intertwining with hers, passionately stimulating her... He pressed his lips to hers, their breaths growing heavier, an unbridled fire gradually heating up. Er Biaozi's hands slowly moved downwards, climbing to her proud headlights—the pair known as the second most impressive headlights in Lijia Village—gently caressing and playing

with them through her thin shirt. His fingers, tinged with desire, turned pink. The skirt couldn't conceal them, so Er Biaozi used his legs to spread her firm legs apart. The torn pantyhose had been taken off and thrown away by Ma Cuihua, revealing her smooth, jade-like skin. Er Biaozi was naked, and Ma Cuihua was naked below. The contact between their skin instantly felt soft and warm. He bent his knee against that tender area between her legs, then slowly rubbed against it.

"Ugh! Don't touch me there! Don't!" Ma Cuihua's coquettish voice, though an attempt to resist, had the opposite effect. The seductive sounds that could melt a man's bones only fueled Er Biaozi's arousal, causing him to unconsciously increase his strength. Their brief encounter in the stairwell, while stimulating and exciting, wasn't the ideal environment for such acts. A stable environment was needed for true harmony, and Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua, with their vast experience, were a perfect match. As

Er Biaozi began his actions, Ma Cuihua reciprocated, turning her head, her starry eyes half-closed, her slender arms weakly clinging to Er Biaozi's head, allowing him to remove her clothes.

“You little slut, are you getting anxious seeing me with other women? Hehe, let's see if you can keep up the act!” Er Biaozi growled in a deep voice, gesturing for Ma Yuhua to come and help him so he could move his warm lips away, tear off her bra, and attack her pinkish-white, round breasts, licking the already erect, bright red nipples. Then, amidst her screams, he slowly moved down past her small, cute navel, her smooth, wrinkle-free abdomen, pressing directly onto her last remaining wetness.

“Ah! Woo!”

Ma Cuihua instinctively squeezed her legs together, weakly and delicately moaning.

“You’re mine! Your body is mine! Everything about you is mine!” Er Biaozi roared in a deep voice, his heavy, panting breaths gushing out. How could he resist such a sensual sight? He hadn't found final satisfaction with Meng Jiao earlier, and her body couldn't withstand his excessive pounding. But with Ma Cuihua, an adult, there were no such restrictions. Her body was mature enough to withstand Er Biaozi's boundless storm.

With a forceful pull, he gripped her slender waist, lifted her delicate frame, and thrust his enormous, frighteningly hot member into her deep valley. With a powerful thrust, he eagerly entered her and began to ride her fiercely.

"Ah!"

With each powerful thrust from Er Biaozi, Ma Cuihua could only passively cling to his shoulders, arching her body as his sharp penis eroded her soul.

For a moment, only Er Biaozi's heavy breathing and Ma Cuihua's soft moans filled the room. The two were completely immersed in the constant climax, gradually climbing to their peak with each violent thrust.

"Yuhua, Second Sister Yuhua, nothing, nothing bad will happen!" Er Biaozi and Ma Cuihua were making a huge fuss, and Meng Jiao, who was lying on the bed, was a little dazed and her body was a little weak, but she couldn't just watch their performance with her eyes wide open. She got out of bed. She was so helpless and shocked. The two of them had actually gotten so excited and started doing it. What kind of thing was this? She looked at Ma Yuhua, who was staring at her, and asked in a low voice. Ma Yuhua turned around and looked at Meng Jiao, who was also naked. She had revealed everything that should and shouldn't be revealed. Women looking at each other naturally don't feel anything. If they did, it would be like a lily blooming. Women are not normal women. She stepped forward and hugged her, smiling and said: "Don't worry, nothing will happen, Jiaojiao. From now on, we are good sisters."

Meng Jiao blushed and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she was still blushing, Ma Yuhua chuckled and leaned close to her ear, breathing heavily, "Jiaojiao, that kid Er Biaozi is really energetic. If he goes berserk for a while, I don't think even the two of us sisters will be a match for him. You'd better step in and help us!"

Hearing the word "go berserk," Meng Jiao felt a surge of heat in her heart. Recalling that savage thing roughly thrusting in her tender place, she swallowed, feeling an itch and numbness deep inside, and wanted that thing again. She still didn't dare to speak, and didn't even dare to look at Ma Yuhua. This woman was too bold. How could she say anything? She hadn't seen it when they first met. Now she had truly exposed her inner thoughts.

However, thinking about the burning pain she felt in that area from his touch both times, she felt happy and joyful. She had experienced something different from her husband with this man, and she had learned what a real woman was like. But, on the other hand, she was also in pain and uneasy. She had let this man sleep with her without any proper consent, and she felt sorry for her family and her husband.

"Second Sister Yuhua, you, you must stop talking, it's so embarrassing!" Finally unable to bear Ma Yuhua's incessant chatter, Meng Jiao expressed her protest.

Ma Yuhua didn't mind, a knowing smile appearing on her face, her eyes looking at Meng Jiao as if to say: "Women! I can understand." As a woman, Meng Jiao naturally understood the meaning in her eyes, and couldn't help but feel even more shy, a delicate blush rising on her jade cheeks, lowering her head and daring not to speak again.

At this moment, on that large table, with Meng Jiao and her husband's large wedding photo overlooking the couple, Er Biaozi lay comfortably on his back, while Ma Cuihua straddled Er Biaozi, moving vigorously up and down.

"Yu Hua, Yu Hua, hurry, help me!" Although the woman-on-top position allows for control of depth and force, it still caused immense pain for Ma Cuihua, who had already reached her climax several times and was extremely sensitive. Exhausted, she could only use a trembling, seductive voice to call out to her sister for help. Men and women are the same; both have a certain level of stamina. Normally, most men can't conquer women because women have better stamina and can last longer. However, if a man is strong in that area, he can still make a woman scream. Sisters are

of one mind; how could the younger sister ignore her older sister's suffering?

As the saying goes, "

Brothers are inseparable when fighting tigers, fathers and sons are inseparable when going into battle."

It also requires two mothers and two sisters.

Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua were born of the same mother and father; naturally, they were of one mind and could overcome anything together!

"Jiaojiao, if I can't go on, you have to take over for me!" Ma Yuhua was about to rush to the battlefield. Turning back, she gave Meng Jiao some parting words of encouragement, hoping that Meng Jiao could take her place.

Meng Jiao lowered her head and didn't answer, nor dared to. That part was still numb; she couldn't go on again. Besides, how could she? Today had already given her too much stimulation. She had done that kind of thing with a man other than her husband, and not just once. Now, she was watching a live performance of sex right in front of her. This was something she had never experienced before. The intense shock and stimulation made her heart clench tightly.

"Jiaojiao, did you hear me?" Ma Yuhua called out.

Meng Jiao remained silent, her head bowed. Ma Yuhua, helpless, cried out in despair before going to the battlefield, "Jiaojiao, it's already like this, you must help your second sister Yuhua!" "

Chapter 435 Jiaojiao and the Ma Sisters (2)

Ma Yuhua resolutely went to the battlefield for her sister, showing their deep sisterly affection!

As the saying goes, '

When fighting a tiger, one should not be separated from one's own brothers; when going into battle, one should not be separated from one's father and son.'

To deal with a man, one needs two mothers and two daughters; to serve a man

, one needs two sisters. The Ma sisters also let Er Biaozi experience what it means to have sisters. The eldest sister is Ma Cuihua, the second sister is Ma Yuhua, and if you add a younger sister, Ma Jinhua, wouldn't that be three sisters in one family, three beautiful flowers?

Er Biaozi had no choice but to start his boundless fantasy." That feeling constantly welled up in his mind, impossible to erase. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, the more ideas he had. A man's desire was impossible to suppress. He grabbed Ma Yuhua and chuckled, "Yuhua, now it's your turn." Ma Yuhua let out a soft cry, clinging to him, pressing herself tightly against Er Biaozi, coquettishly saying, "You're so annoying! It's not like it's the first time. We all know each other. If I can't handle your madness later, don't go crazy and try to fuck me to death like you did before. Find Jiaojiao to take my place, okay?"

“Oh no, you know I'm really excited. That woman named Jiaojiao is delicate and weak. If I really get going, she won't be able to handle it, hehe!” Er Biaozi pulled her into his arms, spread her pink legs, and looked her over sideways, chuckling, “Yuhua, what's wrong? Not in the mood or what? Didn't you miss my big thing? Why isn't it wet at all?”

“No, no.”

She smiled shyly and squeezed her legs together, her mouth saying, “I already emptied it all in the stairwell, how could it come back so quickly!” “Haha, it was exciting in the stairwell, wasn't it? But don't blame me if it hurts from not being wet!” Er Biaozi teased, kindly reminding her.

Ma Yuhua cried out in a sweet voice, “Then don't go in yet, wait a bit!”

Er Biaozi didn't wait for her to call out at this moment. His fully equipped member thrust powerfully into her opening, “I can wait, but my thing can't wait!” Ma Yuhua seemed to sense the power of that thing, her face paling slightly as she said, "Wait, wait a moment!" Unfortunately, Er Biaozi ignored her completely, swallowing it down and thrusting forward, yelling, "I'm in!" He charged in, his joy boundless, advancing with both legs spread, brutally breaching the gates, fighting his way through until he reached the depths, grabbing her waist and tearing at her with savage force. His army swept in, leaving her utterly annihilated.

"Er, Er Biaozi, slow down! Yours is so thick! Are you trying to kill me?!" Before she was even a third of the way in, Ma Yuhua trembled all over. Without lubrication, Er Biaozi's size was fully exposed, causing even more pain than losing her virginity. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she gritted her teeth, trying to continue enjoying the pain, but the trembling pain forced her to give up.

"Yuhua, Yuhua, just hold on a little longer, it'll feel better once it's all in!"

Er Biaozi was also in great pain. Without the lubrication of water, he forced his way in. The cave was narrow and difficult to navigate, and he struggled to climb it, enduring hardship as always. Opening up a mountain was always a painful task. But Er Biaozi was the kind of person who refused to give up and charged forward relentlessly. With her red lips in his mouth, he held her tightly, thrusting forward with all his might, reaching the very bottom.

"Ouch, Er Biaozi, you little rascal, don't you have any mercy? You're going to kill your Yuhua Second Sister!" Ma Yuhua cried in pain, glaring at him, holding his head tightly, not allowing him to move.

"Hehe, my Yuhua, my Yuhua Second Sister, my Yuhua Second Aunt, just hang in there, let me do it a few times. You'll get aroused and release some fluid. Once you get used to it, it'll feel good." Er Biaozi moved his mouth, burying it deep within her softness, kissing her while trying to move.

Watching the intense scene, Meng Jiao instinctively pulled her legs back. She was almost completely wet down there, and if she were to get on top now, she feared it would kill her. Moreover, listening to the conversation between this man named Er Biaozi and Ma Yuhua—what was this "second sister" and "second aunt" relationship? What exactly was his connection with the Ma sisters? It all left her confused.

But the two men didn't give her time to think, because the battle had already begun. After a few thrusts, they were both comfortable with each other, and Ma Yuhua, after a few more strokes from Er Biaozi, became aroused. Er Biaozi pressed her down, making her cling to his neck, raising her legs to his shoulders, and began to possess her fiercely, again and again.

"Ah!" Ma Yuhua clung tightly to Er Biaozi's neck like a drowning woman, her legs trembling weakly, uttering sounds that made hearts race and faces blush.

In the heat of passion, Er Biaozi frantically bit her swollen breasts, sucking on the pink cherries, and under this double assault, Ma Yuhua soon collapsed beneath him, unconsciously swaying her slightly plump little body in rhythm with his thrusts. Ma Yuhua possessed a magnificent body and shouldn't have been conquered so easily, but today, because of the tense and exciting encounter in the stairwell... After the intense experience, Ma Yuhua reached a critical point, both physically and mentally. The excitement quickly followed, leading to exhaustion. This was the case for Ma Yuhua, whose prowess, despite her impressive physique, had significantly decreased. Knowing her condition, she desperately sought a replacement, Meng Jiao, to help her through this difficult time.

Seeing Ma Yuhua nearing collapse, Er Biaozi added more force, using auxiliary methods: one hand combing her thick pubic hair, the other working on her trembling headlights, chuckling smugly. "Sigh, Dao Yin! Yu Hua, what's wrong with you today? You don't seem to have the fighting spirit you usually have!" Ma Yu Hua's delicate face, after that storm of treatment, not only didn't fade, but became even more radiant. Her rosy cheeks were smooth and alluring; truly, beauty doesn't bewitch, it intoxicates the heart, leaving one feeling sweetly intoxicated. She glanced at Er Biaozi and said weakly, "You just wait, when I recover, I'll definitely get my revenge!"

Er Biaozi's hands tightened their grip, causing her to gasp and cry. One moment she was laughing, the next she was rolling around on the bed, then her hands and feet were trembling wildly. She threatened, "Oh, you dare to retaliate? Fine, let's see who retaliates against whom today!" Ma Yuhua twisted her delicate body, trying to get rid of Er Biaozi's hands, but unfortunately, she was weak and powerless, which only made her feel worse. She whispered uncomfortably, "Young Master, please stop hurting me! I really feel so bad!"

Er Biaozi chuckled and said, "Young Master, you say you'll let go and I'll just let go? That would make me lose face. Didn't you say you wanted revenge and bloodshed? How could I give you such an opportunity? Hehe, let's see how I deal with you first!" "I surrender! I surrender! Haha, I swear, I swear, I won't seek revenge anymore, really, really, Er Biaozi, Brother Biaozi, Brother Biaozi, my good Brother Biaozi, my good Brother Biaozi has a big guy, the big guy is my Brother Biaozi, please spare me!" Her voice was so sweet, it could make someone swoon, it was truly sweet!

Ma Yuhua had no choice but to submit. Er Biaozi showed no mercy whatsoever, not giving her any face at all. He didn't hold back at all when he started fighting, and she couldn't take it anymore. She had no choice but to submit and beg for mercy!

Er Biaozi laughed, laughed triumphantly!

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, come help, come help your Second Sister Yuhua!"

Suddenly looking up, Ma Yuhua saw Meng Jiao cowering to the side. She felt like she'd seen a savior and cried out. If she couldn't get better herself, she'd find someone to take her down with her! Ma Yuhua wasn't one to be soft-hearted. Hearing Ma

Yuhua call her name, Meng Jiao almost collapsed to the ground, fleeing in panic. She ran out of the house naked, screaming as if she'd seen the most terrifying thing: "No, no, don't, I don't want to!"

Er Biaozi, watching Meng Jiao's hasty retreat, found it hilarious and laughed, "Yuhua, looks like no one's coming to save you!" "

Ma Yuhua gritted her teeth and said, 'Hmph, she has no backbone at all, she's really not a good sister. I had high hopes for her, but this Jiaojiao is too unreliable. These days, it seems that only close sisters are reliable. Eldest sister, my eldest sister, you have to come and save me! Little sister, my little sister, you have to come and save me too!'

Hearing Ma Yuhua muttering to herself about how reliable close sisters are, Er Biaozi blinked and seemed to have thought of something. A cunning look appeared on his lips, as if this was an opportunity! Of

course, in the end, Er Biaozi did not kill the Ma sisters too severely, because after all, this was not his home. In order to prevent Meng Jiao's husband from returning, Er Biaozi only made a brief attempt and then withdrew."

Inside the room, Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua were slowly dressing, but judging from their radiant complexions, they were in good health. The attraction between yin and yang in men and women is a natural law; they are interdependent and share a common destiny. Without yin, there can be no yang. If there is only yin without yang, or only yang without yin, then as the *Neijing* says, "Isolated yang cannot generate, solitary yin cannot grow," and everything will return to stillness and extinction.

A woman without a man's nourishment for a long time is like a flower without water; lacking the nutrients for normal growth, she will never be vibrant and beautiful.

Looking at Er Biaozi, who was leisurely and carefree like a grandpa, Ma Yuhua said irritably, "Why aren't you dressed yet, you brat? Hurry up, your beautiful husband will be back soon." Er Biaozi... The boy scoffed, "What's there to be afraid of? What can he do if he comes back? He can't bite me!" Ma Cuihua tugged at her sister's sleeve, saying, "Alright, Yuhua, don't try to reason with this kid. He's just unreasonable. By the way, where's Jiaojiao?" Ma Yuhua, even more annoyed, replied, "She's changing clothes in the guest room over there. Humph, that Jiaojiao is so spineless! She didn't even come to help me when it mattered most, leaving me to suffer so much at the hands of that Er Biaozi! Humph!" Ma Cuihua chuckled and pulled her sister back, "Don't blame Jiaojiao. She had a tough day too, getting taken advantage of by that Er Biaozi without even realizing it. Betraying her family, betraying her man—every woman needs time to adjust. If she doesn't, then she's not a real woman. And you, you're even asking her to help you. Tell me, do you think she wouldn't run away?" Ma Yuhua chuckled, "It seems that's really the case. If anyone's to blame, it's that brat Er Biaozi. Everyone should blame him. "

Ma Cuihua laughed too, "Alright, alright, stop complaining. You blame that brat now, but if you haven't seen him for a few days and haven't let him give you some pleasure, you'll miss him again."

"Sister, what are you saying? What kind of woman are you making your sister out to be?" Ma Yuhua said coquettishly. Er

Biaozi, watching the Ma sisters' playful banter, was both amused and exasperated. These two sisters were sometimes really hard to deal with! He

suddenly stood up, grabbed his clothes, and said, "Alright, get dressed, get dressed. What needs to be faced will eventually have to be faced. Let's go back!"

Ma Jinhua knocked on the door. Er Biaozi, Ma Cuihua, and Ma Yuhua stood outside somewhat uneasily. Frowning, Ma Jinhua said irritably, "Where did you all go having fun before coming back?"

The Ma sisters were a little embarrassed. Er Biaozi, thick-skinned, grinned and said, "Jinhua, is Yueyue home?" Ma Jinhua could mock her two sisters, but she was furious and helpless against this man who held her secret. Finally, she could only try to calm her anger, tossing a few pairs of slippers aside before going back inside, saying as she went, "Come in, Yueyue went back to school."

Er Biaozi, Ma Cuihua, and Ma Yuhua immediately breathed a sigh of relief and changed into slippers. For them, the most awkward thing was facing Lu Yueyue. As for Ma Jinhua, they weren't embarrassed because she already knew about their relationship, so it wasn't awkward at all.

"Jinhua, when did Yueyue leave?" Ma Cuihua asked with a smile.

"Jinhua, is there anything to eat at home? I'm a little hungry!" This was Ma Yuhua's voice.

"Jinhua, boil some hot water, I want to take a bath, oh dear, I feel sticky and uncomfortable." This was Er Biaozi's arrogant and domineering voice.

Chapter 436 My Wife Ma Jinhua

"No hot water!" Ma Jinhua said angrily, then went back to her room, closed the door, and it was even locked from the inside. The three people left in the room looked at each other, and the Ma sisters laughed. Ma Cuihua said with a smile: "Er Biaozi, what's going on? It seems your wife doesn't like you very much!" Ma Yuhua also looked at him with

amusement and said: "I've figured it out, this kid is only capable with us, but he's useless at home. Only his wife knows how to take care of him. I guess he's just the third-in-command at home."

"That's not right, how can he be the third-in-command? Jinhua and he don't have any children, so they can't possibly be the third-in-command, can they?" "Ma Cuihua asked in confusion.

Ma Yuhua chuckled and said, "Jinhua is the top leader, and that little green turtle that Jinhua raises is the second-in-command. So, if you list them all, he's only the third-in-command." "Haha, hahaha, hahahaha!" Ma Cuihua laughed so hard that her body trembled, and her pair of trembling breasts, the second most dangerous weapon in Lijia Village, were truly menacing and menacing!

Er Biaozi's face changed from black to white, from white to red, from red to green, and from green to blue, just like the face-changing act in Sichuan opera. In a short while, he changed several faces, making people marvel at the profoundness of ancient Chinese culture!

The two sisters acted as if they hadn't seen anything and continued to provoke Er Biaozi's nerves. Ma Cuihua chuckled, her eyes narrowed into slits, and said, "Yuhua, Yuhua, you really have a sharp tongue!" Ma Yuhua smiled smugly, "Big sister, how was I being mean? You can't say that. I was just stating the facts." Er Biaozi's face darkened considerably. Seeing the two sisters still arguing, he suddenly stood up and headed straight for the inner room.

Ma Yuhua, seemingly oblivious, asked, "Er Biaozi, where are you going?" Er Biaozi replied without turning around, "Nothing, I'm going to find my wife, Ma Jinhua." Ma Cuihua shouted, "Jinhua is resting inside, Er Biaozi, what are you doing going there at this time?"

Er Biaozi retorted angrily, "I can't control my wife! Humph, you two just wait and see who's the real boss in the house!" Watching Er Biaozi storm off, the Ma sisters exchanged a knowing glance and smiled knowingly. Ma Cuihua whispered, "Success!" Ma Yuhua nodded, "Success! The fish has taken the bait!"

Ma Cuihua shook her head softly, "Jinhua, don't blame your older sister for trying to shift the blame onto you. We're sisters, after all. I'm doing this for your own good. We sisters can't subdue that boy, and you can't subdue him alone. Only by working together can we achieve our goal."

"Elder sister, do you think your plan will succeed?"

Ma Yuhua was a little unsure.

Ma Cuihua's eyes gleamed, "Whether it succeeds or not, it won't hurt us, will it?"

"Hehe! Haha!"

"Hehe! Haha!" The two sisters

exchanged a meaningful glance, then immediately burst into laughter in unison, everything understood without words!

From their initial discord, forced together by the same man, to their current inseparable bond, Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua's every movement and glance was perfectly coordinated.

Er Biaozi arrived at Ma Jinhua's room, gently pushing the door, but it was locked from the inside. He wanted to go back, but couldn't bear the sisters' sarcastic remarks. Er Biaozi was most susceptible to provocation; he was the type who responded better to gentleness than force. He was driven by pride, and while he hadn't originally harbored any romantic feelings, the sisters' disdain rekindled his ambition. "You say I can't conquer Ma Jinhua? Well, I'll show you! We're all women, and I, Er Biaozi, am invincible among them!"

"Jinhua, Jinhua, open the door, I need to talk to you!" The door was locked, and he couldn't get in. Having no other option, Er Biaozi resorted to a more conciliatory approach.

After a long while, someone inside finally spoke: "I have nothing to discuss with you. You and my two sisters go talk. I'm tired and need to rest for a while." "Just for a moment? What's wrong with that? I'm your legal husband. Can't I even talk to my wife?"

Er Biaozi snapped.

"Hmph, you still consider me your legal wife? Why didn't you think of that when you slept with other women? Our relationship is just a marriage certificate. If you don't like it, we can divorce anytime. I can get it done at the Civil Affairs Bureau with just one word,"

Ma Jinhua said rudely, even with a hint of complaint and resentment.

Er Biaozi was taken aback. It really sounded like a lonely, resentful wife complaining about her husband seeing other women!

They just wouldn't open the door, and there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just barge in; his wife was his legal wife, not his father's killer. There was no need for that. He secretly glanced at the Ma sisters, Cuihua and Yuhua, in the living room. He couldn't go back to the living room; if he did, he'd lose all face.

Lowering his voice, Er Biaozi threatened, "Jinhua, you're not opening the door, are you?"

There was a long silence before Ma Jinhua's voice came through: "No!"

Er Biaozi grinned maliciously and continued, "Fine, Cuihua and Yuhua are just laughing at me. Since I'm not doing well, then you won't either. If we're all going to be in trouble, I'll treat Cuihua and Yuhua to a free domestic blockbuster, hehe, with their dearest little sister Ma Jinhua as the lead actress, and me, Er Biaozi, as the…" Just as he was excitedly saying this, the door suddenly… The moment she opened the door, her cold face was as hard as ice in winter, without a single crack. To say that Ma Yuhua was an absolute beauty was an understatement. The Ma family had three beauties, and if we were to compare them purely in terms of looks, the youngest, Ma Jinhua, would be the most beautiful, followed by the eldest, Ma Cuihua, and then the second, Ma Yuhua. But in terms of charm, the order would be reversed. At this moment, Ma Jinhua was no longer just a beauty; she had transformed into the town mayor. Years of experience had honed her leadership qualities, and she coldly said, "Come on, let's talk inside. Don't embarrass yourself here." Leadership style, that's leadership style! Er Biaozi most envied this kind of leadership style; he longed to become a leader and climb the ranks. He slipped inside, and when Ma Jinhua turned to open the door, Er Biaozi pulled it shut and locked it.

Ma Jinhua's cold face froze instantly, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes as she said, "Why are you locking the door in broad daylight?" A wicked smile appeared on his large face, his jaw agape, revealing his icy teeth. He snarled, "Yanxi, didn't you lock the door? I'm just locking it for you. Besides, we're husband and wife, we're legally married, what are you afraid of?" Ma Jinhua's heart trembled. It wasn't that she wasn't afraid; she was genuinely terrified of this man. This guy was a scoundrel, sometimes acting completely unpredictably. Even she, the town head, couldn't handle him, and several times she had fallen victim to his advances, forced into... "They even filmed that! Now, just seeing that scoundrel makes her legs tremble and her heart races!"

Of course, she wouldn't admit it aloud. Ma Jinhua wanted to maintain her dignity as town mayor, so she said coldly, "Alright, it's locked. What am I afraid of? But you're such a scoundrel! You recorded that kind of thing! What can I say? You're a disgusting, psychopathic person! Give me back my phone right now and delete what's on it. If someone sees it, I'll lose my job as town mayor!" "Of course I'll! Why wouldn't I? I love messing with the mayor!" Er Biaozi didn't listen to her at all. "

What you say is your business, what I hear is my business. Anyway, I'm not going to fall for your trick and hand over my phone. If I don't catch this woman red-handed, she'll think she's all that, and she won't take me seriously at all. But look at her now, she's obediently under his control. A word from her is very effective."

Ma Jinhua blushed. This guy always talks about his profession, that's just how he is. She didn't want to argue with him. She casually thought of going to the living room, where her two older sisters were. She felt that the living room was safer. She felt that this place was not safe at all.

Seeing that Ma Jinhua was talking to him and turned to leave, Er Biaozi wouldn't let her go. He rushed up in a few steps, grabbed Ma Jinhua's arm, and chuckled, "Jinhua, why are you leaving? You're my wife, we're husband and wife. Say a few sweet words to your husband." Ma Jinhua tried to throw herself away, but she misjudged Er Biaozi's strength. Instead of being thrown away, she used the force of his pull to drag him into his arms. The man's presence made her panic, and she cried out, "No, no, don't, don't! My eldest sister and second sister are in the living room!" Er Biaozi chuckled. He and Ma Jinhua had already had several sexual encounters, yet this woman was still so afraid of him. Indeed, every time they were together, it wasn't mutual affection; he was always the one initiating, and she was the one being passive. It seemed this time would be no exception. To show Ma Cuihua and Ma Yuhua in the living room whether he, Er Biaozi, was afraid of his wife, he would have to take the initiative again today.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing?!" Ma Jinhua cried out in terror.

A gaping maw lunged forward menacingly, its target a pair of red, fragrant lips not far away. Er Biaozi, however, remained silent, using his mouth instead of his hands. He pulled up a skirt and opened his mouth

for a moment. She tried to scream a few times, but couldn't. Er Biaozi sealed her mouth shut, preventing any further cries.

Er Biaozi, true to his word, went all the way, sticking his tongue inside to find her vulva and sucking out its sweet taste and juice. His Adam's apple bobbed as he drank the woman's saliva, finding it the best drink imaginable, far superior to cola or Sprite. This was real woman's saliva—delicious, so incredibly delicious!

Ma Jinhua stared wide-eyed at Er Biaozi, seemingly trying to scare him back. But her plan clearly failed. Er Biaozi not only wasn't scared back, but became even more aggressive. She felt as if a huge, churning fish had entered her mouth and was thrashing around inside. What was most infuriating and shameful was that he was actually drinking her saliva! Ah, it was so infuriating and shameful! He didn't seem to care about the dirt at all, just kept drinking her saliva. Ma Jinhua felt a huge masculine aura enveloping her, making it impossible for her to escape.

The two kissed passionately, almost to the point of ecstasy. Ma Jinhua tried to break free, but Er Biaozi wouldn't let her. Er Biaozi possessed incredible strength; how could a delicate woman like Ma Jinhua possibly resist him? Not only that, Er Biaozi seemed to have become addicted to kissing, even to drinking water. His large hands began to move restlessly, tracing the crevice of Ma Jinhua's vulva. To Ma Jinhua's further shame, he actually inserted a finger into her vulva. Now, Er Biaozi, having finished his verbal sparring, was about to take action.

Ma Jinhua was wearing only her home clothes—a light blouse and a pair of trousers. As a town mayor, Ma Jinhua couldn't dress too extravagantly in public, so she rarely wore skirts. She mostly wore trousers, which she wore as home clothes at home. The loose-fitting trousers without a belt were very comfortable. And Er Biaozi, through the thin trousers, inserted his finger into her vulva.

A shiver ran through her body, Ma Jinhua's face flushed crimson, her teeth grinding together. This man... this man was no good at all! How dare he treat her like this? But then she thought again, it seemed that Er Biaozi really would do such a thing, and this wasn't the first time. Every time, she was helpless and could only express her resistance.

"No!"

"Hehe, I want it!"

"Really no!"

"Hehe, I definitely want it!"

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