Chen Dashan found a chair to sit down, placed his sister-in-law's beautiful legs on his own, then took hold of one small foot and grasped the ankle, skillfully beginning to apply massage techniques.
Zhou Hui's feet felt warm and soft under his touch, as delicate as a piece of jade sculpture, irresistible to fiddle with in his hands.
The beauty of her leg extended from her exquisite feet, captivating enough to make it difficult to look away.
Chen Dashan felt a fiery restlessness inside and quickly focused his attention, earnestly massaging his sister-in-law's acupoints.
"Ah oh... ah..."
Before long, his sister-in-law couldn't help but let out soul-destroying moans.
"Feels good... lighter..."
His touch was so soothing for her, a cool rush to her head made her feel light as air!
Realizing her own lapse, Zhou Hui's face turned red, and she endured the comfort without making a sound.
She thought to herself, Dashan, this kid, why has his massage technique improved so much!
His hands seemed to have some kind of magic power, making her feel a slight tingling all over her body as if electrified, creating a wonderfully itchy feeling inside.
Moreover, after recovering his health, Dashan always emitted a unique, alluring aura, full of charm.
The vitality of a young man rushed towards her like a fountain of hormones, sparking all sorts of fantasies...
She felt that Chen Dashan seemed different somehow.
Chen Dashan had studied some therapeutic massage techniques back in Medical University.
After practicing the Sun and Moon Technique, his skills had become even more exquisite.
An ordinary person simply couldn't resist the delightful feeling of acupoints being opened and the flow of blood and qi.
Under Chen Dashan's gentle kneading and slow twisting, Zhou Hui's slightly swollen ankles visibly recovered, turning smooth and white.
She bit her lip tightly to keep herself from making any strange sounds, her cheeks flushing with color.
It was simply too delightful!
Her mysterious zone was betraying her, seeping moisture, her panties sticky...
"Dashan, I'm okay now, thank you!"
Zhou Hui, with her face flushed, lowered her head, too shy to look at Chen Dashan, and softly thanked him.
Then she put on her shoes with her tender white feet and hurried back to the bedroom.
Chen Dashan sat in the chair, staring blankly at the alluring silhouette of his sister-in-law.
"It seems like my sister-in-law's pants are wet..."
Chen Dashan felt restless inside.
He forcefully restrained himself from fantasizing and went back to the bedroom to sleep.
Zhou Hui's voice had become soft and tender, and the sight of her blushing and delicate face lingered in his mind.
Unable to sleep, he sat up in bed to practice the Sun and Moon Technique.
After Zhou Hui returned to the bedroom, she tossed and turned, equally unable to sleep.
Her body felt hot, as if a fire was burning inside her, and her mind was filled with the image of Chen Dashan.
It was as if she were poisoned, knowing well that he was her younger uncle-by-law, yet she couldn't control her thoughts from wandering.
Zhou Hui, a normal woman, had her desires suppressed for three years, and today they were completely unleashed by Chen Dashan, her panties getting stickier.
Gradually, Zhou Hui's eyes became misty, her delicate hand reached into her secret area, stirring it relentlessly like grinding pepper, her body starting to tremble.
Zhou Hui didn't know how she had come to use her younger uncle-by-law as a fantasy object, so utterly shameless!
But indeed, it felt amazing!
Of course, she didn't know that the Sun and Moon Technique practiced by Chen Dashan carried a special ability - a mysterious aura that made it impossible for women who got close to resist.
He was like a walking source of hormones, crazily attractive, even more potent than any love potion.
As the Sun and Moon Technique improved, so too did the range of this aura.
The closer women came into contact with Chen Dashan, the more they were affected, irrationally adoring that intoxicating taste.
Meanwhile, a dark figure appeared in the courtyard, climbed over the wall, sneaked into Zhou Hui's bedroom.
Seeing Zhou Hui hiding under the blankets, her hand trembling continuously, her face flushed, the dark figure was stunned.
"Wow, you've always seemed so innocent, turns out you're just lonely!"
Under the light, a shadow appeared, a man with a face full of cross scars and pockmarks.
He leered at Zhou Hui, licking his lips as he walked over.
"Who's there!"
Zhou Hui got startled and upon closer inspection, it was the village loafer, Zhang Mazi, a friend of Chen Dahai before he died.
"Chen Dahai, the poor soul, really didn't know how to enjoy blessings, dying before he could enjoy such a beautiful wife. Zhou Hui, you must have suffered these three years, right? Today, your brother here will take good care of you!"
Zhang Mazi pounced on her all of a sudden, pinning Zhou Hui down on the bed.
Like a wild beast, he frantically tore at Zhou Hui's clothes.
"Help! Dashan!"
Zhou Hui's clothes were torn apart, and she kept resisting, calling out.
The commotion alerted Dashan, and he quickly ran over.
"Sister-in-law!"
"Chen Dashan, you blind cripple, a complete waste, I'll rape your sister-in-law right in front of you, what can you do to me? Get lost! Or I'll break your other leg!"
Zhang Mazi saw Chen Dashan and didn't take him seriously at all, his eyes full of scorn, laughing loudly.
A lame, blind man, he didn't care at all.
Seeing his sister-in-law being bullied, a strong killing intent surged in Dashan's heart.
Bang!
He rushed forward and delivered a flying kick to Zhang Mazi's stomach, sending him flying several meters.
"Ah!"
Zhang Mazi fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood right there.
His face full of shock, Dashan wasn't lame or blind anymore, and he could fight so well!
Why was this the case?
Smack!
Dashan walked up and slapped Zhang Mazi across the face, making his vision see stars, then he reeled back his fist and pounded him fiercely in the face.
Now, having trained in the Sun and Moon Technique, Dashan's physical condition far surpassed that of an ordinary person. With full force in his inner strength, one punch could kill a bull!
Bang bang bang!
Zhang Mazi soon was bleeding profusely from the head, looking frightful.
"Ah ah! Stop, I'm going to die!"
He screamed like a slaughtered pig, starting to beg for mercy.
"I'm going to kill you, you beast!"
Chen Dashan didn't listen, burning with rage, his fists, hard as iron, kept falling on Zhang Mazi's forehead.
Zhang Mazi trembled all over, looking at the murderous Dashan, and peed his pants in fear.
The current Chen Dashan had completely changed, his attacks brutally vicious, almost like a living King Yan!
If he didn't find a way to stop him, he would definitely be beaten to death!
"Dashan, spare me, I have a secret to tell you! I know how your brother Chen Dahai died! Stop hitting me!"
Zhang Mazi shouted loudly.
This statement made Chen Dashan pause, then he stopped and stared coldly at Zhang Mazi:
"Speak! How did my brother die?"
"If there is a single lie, I will bury you in the mountain tonight!"
Chen Dashan's cold gaze was like that of the Grim Reaper.
Zhang Mazi, terrified out of his wits, shivered:
"I, I'll tell you, Dashan, I'll tell you everything, you must spare me."