By now, Zhao Chi had thoroughly conquered his sister-in-law, Zhou Feifei, and his mood was excellent, his sexual desire even more rampant. Thus, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he once again pushed his sister-in-law onto the bed and started a limitless frenzy.
When Zhao Chi, content and satisfied, walked out of the room, he suddenly saw his older brother, Zhao Bing, hiding by the door, eavesdropping. He couldn't help but laugh, "Heh, big brother, listening to me make our sister-in-law moan so wildly, did that excite you?"
Zhao Bing couldn't help but cough awkwardly, pleading softly, "Little Chi, let's talk this over, you mustn't speak of this to anyone, especially about how I was just now… you can't tell anyone else."
Zhao Chi looked at Zhao Bing strangely. He hadn't expected that Zhao Bing had become perverted to such an extent, yet still had a sense of shame. His cuckold state wasn't continuous but rather intermittent, triggered only in specific situations.
