Zhang Hao took off his shirt, revealing his chiseled muscles, and He Qianhui’s gaze gradually turned erotic as she watched him.
The young man’s physique was sothing He Qianhui had never even dared to dream of before.
Having lived with Liu Gang for so long, she had forgotten what a real man should look like.
Her legs were almost in a straight line, and the closed labia parted slightly without the need for any external force.
He Qianhui’s breathing beca heavy; for so reason, every ti she was with Zhang Hao, her heart overflowed with excitent.
She just didn’t know if Zhang Hao felt the sa.
"Sister-in-law, I’m not even hard yet; it won’t go in when it’s soft,"
He Qianhui looked up at Zhang Hao and knew what he was thinking. She crawled out of bed and squatted down at its edge.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhang Hao glanced at the bedsheet and clicked his tongue twice, "Sister-in-law, looks like you’ll have to do laundry today."
He Qianhui, imrsed in the joy of the act, instantly understood what Zhang Hao ant.
She then went at it with even more gusto, as if she wanted to swallow Zhang Hao whole.
It was clear she was taking it very seriously, and her tongue felt more agile than before.
"Oh... don’t... oh oh...!"
Zhang Hao also sighed deeply, whilst straining to control his nerves, resolutely refusing to surrender after just one or two stimuli.
Seeing the Sister-in-law rolling her eyes back, Zhang Hao’s movents suddenly grew gentler.
The mushroom tip rhythmically nudged against that spot in her throat.
He Qianhui also felt that Zhang Hao’s movents were not as rough as at the beginning and began to doubt herself.
Wondering if she hadn’t appeared enthusiastic enough.
After about twenty minutes of such activity, it was sufficiently firm.
He Qianhui, however, was worried that this level of firmness wasn’t what Zhang Hao was expecting, so she looked up at him.
After a mont of hesitation, she asked tentatively if it was good enough yet.
Zhang Hao looked down at his mber, then squeezed it to test its firmness.
He nodded his head, "Sister-in-law, get into position, I’m coming in."
At that, He Qianhui was imdiately overjoyed.
Using hands and feet, she climbed onto the bed, adopting the sa position as before.
The only difference was that this ti her clam was even more moist.
Zhang Hao held his mber, walking forward two steps.
The pink and plump mushroom tip touched He Qianhui’s delicate pearl.
He gently rubbed it a few tis, and those few motions alone were enough to make He Qianhui pant heavily.
Seeing such a strong reaction from Sister-in-law surprised Zhang Hao as well.
Logically, after so many tis together, their reactions shouldn’t be so intense.
It’s like so playboys who get bored of a woman after a few tis, always seeking new thrills.
But in Zhang Hao’s eyes, the anatomy of any woman was pretty much the sa.
He didn’t understand why so n were so fixated on changing partners.
"Why aren’t you coming in yet? Stop teasing, I’ll die if you keep grinding like this,"
Hearing Sister-in-law describe it in such exaggerated terms, Zhang Hao didn’t wait any longer, but still held his mber erect.
Pressing tightly up against Sister-in-law’s clam, looking at how those two pieces of flesh clung to his mber, the scene seed utterly erotic.
"Sister-in-law, I’m about to co in."
He Qianhui nodded repeatedly, if he didn’t enter soon, she truly felt she might go insane.
But just at that mont, there ca an urgent knock on the door.
Both Zhang Hao and He Qianhui were startled by the sudden knocking.
What’s going on, who else is knocking on the door?
Thinking back to the last ti soone unexpectedly knocked, it was an old lady collecting recyclables. It’s perfectly possible that today it might be the sa.
But He Qianhui had already cleaned up all the garbage at the door, and the packages she’d ordered were still on their way and hadn’t arrived yet.
The doorstep was spotless, not even a scrap of paper to be seen.
Zhang Hao grabbed a large towel from the sofa and wrapped it around his waist.
His aroused ’little brother’ was not so easily subdued; the big tent between his legs was clearly visible.
To avoid embarrassnt, He Qianhui got up from the bed, took a morning robe from the hanger, and put it on.
"I’ll go open the door," she said.
Zhang Hao nodded, looked at the wet spot on the bed, and still decided to cover it with a quilt to hide it.
As for the floor, that still needed to be wiped clean with a mop.
He Qianhui went to open the door while Zhang Hao went to the bathroom to get a mop.
Approaching the door, He Qianhui first peeked through the peephole. She didn’t expect much, but when she did, she was startled.
The person standing outside was Liu Gang.
The instant she saw his face, all the blood in He Qianhui’s body seed to rush back to her heart.
Zhang Hao found the mop in the bathroom, wrung it out but didn’t hear the expected sound of the door opening.
He knew sothing wasn’t right. He quickly ca out and saw his sister-in-law leaning against the door, making a shushing gesture at him.
Zhang Hao frowned, quickly moved to the door, and took a look through the peephole, which also gave him a start.
He pulled his sister-in-law into the nearby bathroom and closed the door behind them.
"Why would it be cousin? Could he have co to catch us in the act?" Zhang Hao said, half-joking.
"Didn’t you notice him following you when you ca over this morning?" He Qianhui asked.
"I was very careful on my way here, making sure no one was behind before I went upstairs; it looks like cousin already knew where you lived," Zhang Hao replied.
Discussing this wasn’t important anymore; what mattered was how to deal with Liu Gang, who was right outside the door.
If they rashly opened the door now, cousin would surely search each room.
Zhang Hao was a big guy who couldn’t easily hide in any corner; besides, given the floor’s height, jumping out of the window would probably leave him crippled.
But not opening the door at all was not really an option either.
"Forget it, let’s just open the door. We have to deal with this sooner or later; continuing to evade this isn’t a solution," He Qianhui said, steeling her heart as she stepped out of the bathroom and opened the door.
Just as Liu Gang was about to continue pounding, the door opened.
It had been a long ti since he had seen his wife, and the first sight of her made Liu Gang’s eyes sting.
But as a proud man, he forced himself not to shed a tear.
Compared to him, He Qianhui was much more composed.
"How did you find this place?" she asked.
"Xiaohui, I miss you. Co back ho with . I know I was wrong before; I apologize to you," he pleaded.
"As long as you co back with , it doesn’t matter whether we have children or not, even adopting one is fine," he added.
Those words sounded like a devil’s whisper to He Qianhui.
He Qianhui braced her hands on the door fra to block Liu Gang from coming in.
"I’m not going back. I’ve made up my mind to divorce you and live a normal life," she declared.
"All these years, you’ve projected your issues onto , making carry the burden for you for so long," she continued.
"To even have to sleep with soone else for the chance of a child... I don’t trust that you would treat that child well, so I will not go back with you," she stated firmly.
"I will send the divorce agreent to your place in a few days; if you can co to your senses, just sign it," she offered.
"Also, I rarely get a day off, and I don’t want to argue with you today, so please just go," she concluded.
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