"Hiss~"
Ye Tian sharply inhaled.
The cool touch of Shen Yiqiu's jade hand made his body shiver.
"Good little brother, does it feel good?"
Shen Yiqiu asked, biting her lip.
Ye Tian's face turned red, and he was panting like a bull.
As Shen Yiqiu's hand gradually felt Ye Tian's girth, a look of disbelief spread across her face, "Naughty little brother, were you born in the Year of the Donkey?"
With her red lips slightly parted.
Her cheeks were a bright red.
Ye Tian had practiced martial arts since he was young, and his physical qualities far surpassed those of an ordinary man.
Under Shen Yiqiu's initiative, Ye Tian could no longer endure.
"Sorry, Brother Zhao!"
Ye Tian silently apologized in his heart.
Even though Shen Yiqiu said she had no feelings for Zhao Jianfeng, they weren't divorced yet!
And Zhao Jianfeng was upstairs at this very moment.
Ye Tian couldn't shake off his guilt towards Zhao Jianfeng.
But desire triumphed over guilt.
Ye Tian turned around, taking the lead, and wrapped his arms around Shen Yiqiu.
The two clung tightly to each other.
Ye Tian looked down at Shen Yiqiu, who was lightly pursing her red lips.
Sister Shen's eyes were watery, completely moved, like a ripe juicy peach.
"Sister Shen, will Brother Zhao come downstairs?"
Ye Tian asked rapidly, his breath short.
Shen Yiqiu didn't answer; instead, she tiptoed and kissed Ye Tian's lips.
The faint scent of orchids lingered on Ye Tian's nose.
He eagerly responded to Shen Yiqiu.
The two kissed all the way into Ye Tian's bedroom.
Only there did the kiss end.
With a seductive glance, Shen Yiqiu pushed Ye Tian onto the bed, "Good little brother, your sister wants to be on top."
"After tonight, you will be a real man," she said.
She slipped out of her white dress, and her snow-white skin came into Ye Tian's view.
Ye Tian held his breath; Sister Shen's figure was truly magnificent, with not a single bit of excess flesh on her abdomen.
"Sister Shen, you're so beautiful!"
Ye Tian couldn't help but say.
A slight smile appeared on Shen Yiqiu's lips, "Good little brother, do you want to see even more beautiful parts of your sister?"
After swallowing hard, Ye Tian unconsciously nodded his head; he really couldn't resist!
Shen Yiqiu smiled even more alluringly as she prepared to sit on Ye Tian.
Suddenly.
Footsteps could be heard from upstairs, growing louder as they approached—it must be Zhao Jianfeng coming down the stairs.
Ye Tian was extremely nervous.
His body was tense.
After all, Zhao Jianfeng had truly been good to him back in Ping'an Village.
Shen Yiqiu whispered, "I just had a fight with him; he'll think I've run away from home."
"Close the curtains, turn off the lights."
"Don't make a sound!"
After Ye Tian obediently did as he was told.
The bedroom was pitch-dark, so much so that he couldn't even see his hand in front of his face.
Shen Yiqiu, clad only in a pink bra and lacy panties, lay on top of Ye Tian.
"Wife, listen to my explanation."
"Are you still at home?"
Zhao Jianfeng's voice entered the bedroom.
Ye Tian always felt like a thief with a guilty conscience; he dared not move, his body becoming tenser and tenser.
Feeling Ye Tian's nervousness, Shen Yiqiu's hand reached for his trousers once more.
Ye Tian's heart pounded furiously, and his eyes widened slightly.
Just then.
Zhao Jianfeng arrived at the bedroom door: "Xiao Tian, are you asleep?"
In the darkness, Ye Tian swallowed saliva with difficulty in his throat, and aside from guilt, he felt an unusual pleasure within him.
It was the same for Shen Yiqiu.
Her husband was standing outside the door, yet her jade hands were serving Ye Tian.
She had never thought she would become like this.
Shen Yiqiu felt the jade hands that were gripping tightly being forced open, her chest burning intensely, and she involuntarily clenched her legs together.
Right now, Ye Tian's heart was a mix of conflicting emotions.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
Another round of knocks came from the door.
Zhao Jianfeng was despondent, "Xiao Tian, I need someone to talk to."
"I am in such anguish!"
After saying that, he directly opened the door and walked into Ye Tian's room.
Fortunately, it was pitch black inside, and for the moment, Zhao Jianfeng did not notice anything amiss with the bed.
He wanted to turn on the light.
Ye Tian could no longer keep up the act, "Brother Zhao, the light here is broken, turning it on won't help."
"I was just falling asleep."
Zhao Jianfeng didn't look further into the matter with the light, his outstretched hand retracting; he would never have imagined that Ye Tian was deceiving him.
He sat down on a chair inside the bedroom.
Shen Yiqiu's hands were not the only things that were busy, her moist red lips tenderly kissing the skin beneath Ye Tian's clothes.
"Cough cough—"
Ye Tian coughed to cover up his shortness of breath.
"Brother Zhao, what do you want to talk about?"
Ye Tian strove to keep his speaking tone normal.
After a sigh, Zhao Jianfeng said, "Xiao Tian, you know about my thing with Widow Qian."
"When I first got together with her, it was entirely to repay her for saving my life."
"It's been ten years since I've seen your Sister Shen. Back then I left with grand plans to make money, but in the end, I achieved nothing, and I was too ashamed to come back to face her!"
Shen Yiqiu had already given up on Zhao Jianfeng completely.
She let her kisses wander over every inch of Ye Tian's skin.
In this situation, she found it increasingly thrilling, completely lost in the indulgence.
Ye Tian was close to losing his composure; if this continued, Brother Zhao would soon notice something was off.
A loud "thump" sounded.
Zhao Jianfeng smashed the wall with his fist in frustration, "Xiao Tian, just one day ago, Widow Qian suspected that I had an affair with Sister Li from the village."
"I only made a few risqué jokes with Sister Li during the day, that's all."
"Somehow, Widow Qian got wind of it."
"She took advantage of me being asleep and, can you believe it, she snipped off my means of passing on the family line and even tried to imprison me."
"It was with great difficulty that I managed to escape."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian was stunned for a moment. Was Widow Qian really so fierce?
In the past, he had sneaked peeks at Widow Qian bathing!
The thought of Zhao Jianfeng being castrated made Ye Tian shiver.
Shen Yiqiu stopped her movements, unaware of Widow Qian's actions, let alone the fact that Zhao Jianfeng had become a eunuch.
Now, all she felt toward Zhao Jianfeng was hatred and disgust.
Ye Tian took a deep breath, and said, "Brother Zhao, now that you've ended up like this, do you really want to drag Sister Shen down with you?"
"Can't you part on good terms?"
Zhao Jianfeng shook his head desperately in the darkness, "No."
"I love your Sister Shen!"
"I won't divorce her, I can tell she truly cares for you as a little brother."
"You help me talk to your Sister Shen."
"Perhaps she will listen to you."
Now that Zhao Jianfeng had become a eunuch, he didn't want to lose Shen Yiqiu, his support.
That's why he stubbornly refused to divorce.
Fury swelled in Shen Yiqiu's heart; Zhao Jianfeng just wanted to burden her.
Why should she?
She and Zhao Jianfeng were already a thing of the past.
Zhao Jianfeng wanted Ye Tian to persuade her, didn't he?
Shen Yiqiu quietly unbuckled Ye Tian's pants with light hands.
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