A slap landed.
Lin Zhe's handsome, sunny face was violently wrenched to one side by the immense force.
The air seemed to freeze for two seconds before five distinct red finger marks slowly bloomed on his fair skin.
Wang Xiulan was trembling with rage.
Her beige cashmere sweater clung tightly to her ample D-cup breasts, heaving violently with her rapid breaths.
Those phoenix eyes, which should have been gentle and graceful, were now bloodshot with fury.
"I... I'll beat this beast to death today!!"
Enraged and frantic, Wang Xiulan roared, raising her hand again and putting all her strength into a slap aimed at the other side of Lin Zhe's face!
"Mom, don't!"
In the nick of time, Lin Yue darted forward and, just as the slap was about to land, grabbed Wang Xiulan's wrist.
She hadn't initially expected her mother's reaction to be so fierce. This wasn't just a scolding; it was a genuine attempt to inflict serious harm.
"Yueyue, let go of me!"
Wang Xiulan struggled. "Look at him! Look at what he's done! He... he even you... he even you..."
"Mom! Calm down first, listen to me properly!" Lin Yue held her wrist tightly.
"I can't calm down! I can't calm down!!"
The usually dignified and elegant woman was nowhere to be seen. At this moment, Wang Xiulan was like a shrew cursing in the street:
"I'm going to beat this beast to death today!"
Lin Yue's heart tightened.
She knew her mother too well.
Wang Xiulan came from a petit bourgeois family, accustomed to giving orders since childhood. Although she had been a housewife for over twenty years, hiding that sense of dominance well, her pride and bottom line were higher than anyone's.
Today, Lin Zhe's actions had undoubtedly shattered her core dignity.
The saying goes, "Better not provoke the quiet ones," because once they erupt, the pent-up energy is far more terrifying than those who are habitually expressive of their emotions.
Lin Yue's gaze darted around in panic and suddenly caught sight of the quiet crib in the corner of the sofa.
Got it!
"Mom..."
Lin Yue's voice instantly softened, tinged with a note of pleading:
"No matter how big the issue is, can we... can we talk about it in the room?"
As she spoke, she slightly tilted her head, gesturing with her eyes:
"Look... Xiao Ming is still sleeping. You... you don't want to wake him up, do you?"
That crib, that sleeping grandson, seemed like the last symbol of "normality" in this utterly broken, twisted family.
Wang Xiulan's roar cut off abruptly.
Her gaze stiffly turned towards the crib. Looking at her grandson's innocent sleeping face, the violent heaving of her chest finally... slowly subsided a little.
But that towering rage didn't disappear; it was just forcibly pushed deeper down.
"Hmph!"
Wang Xiulan jerked her arm away, breaking free from Lin Yue's grip.
She didn't look at Lin Zhe again, as if another glance would dirty her eyes.
Then, with a flick of her wide sleeve, the emerald green velvet dress drew an arc in the air. She turned on her heel with heavy steps and strode first towards her master bedroom downstairs.
"Hoo..."
Only after the door closed did Lin Yue let out a long, heavy sigh.
After slightly composing herself, she turned to look at her brother, who was still covering his face and standing dumbfounded in place.
"...Pfft."
Looking at his disheveled state, Lin Yue suddenly couldn't hold back a laugh.
Lin Zhe was still holding the position from being slapped, his handsome face bearing those glaring red marks. His eyes... were actually brimming with tears, looking pitifully on the verge of crying.
Lin Yue felt both angry and amused.
Was this the same man who, just days ago in the hotel, had fucked her senseless and even did perverted things like licking her toes?
Was this the same man who, just moments ago, had been so brazen as to shove his big cock into his own mother's pussy right in front of his sister and wife?
No.
This was the Lin Zhe she remembered.
The little boy who had followed her around since childhood, weak-willed and indecisive, always crying to his sister when he got into trouble, needing her to clean up his mess.
Not the pervert who transformed into a sex demon in bed, fucking her while making her call him husband.
"Ai..."
Lin Yue sighed inwardly. This was probably the duality inherent in his bones.
Then, with light steps, she walked up to Lin Zhe. She reached out with that jade-like hand that had just restrained her mother—long, slender, fair fingers—and gently covered the back of Lin Zhe's hand, which was still pressed against his face.
"Does it hurt?" Her voice regained its usual gentleness.
Lin Zhe nodded pitifully.
Nearly twenty days ago, when Lin Zhe had tried to force himself on his mother in her room, he had also been slapped.
But that slap, compared to today's, was practically a caress.
This slap was so forceful, so resolute, as if it had truly knocked Lin Zhe back into that little boy who needed his sister's protection.
Looking at him like this, the flicker of affection that had just risen in Lin Yue's heart vanished instantly when her gaze drifted lower.
In that instant, Lin Yue clearly saw that in the crotch of Lin Zhe's casual pants, even after such a harrowing scene, that meat stick that had made both her and Su Yu lose control was still, goddamn it... standing tall and proud.
This bastard!
Lin Yue's face darkened. Her other hand, without mercy, slapped "smack!" against the prominent bulge in his pants.
"Serves you right!"
"Ouch!"
Lin Zhe jumped back as if electrocuted, clamping his legs together and exclaiming exaggeratedly:
"Sis! You... you're trying to murder your own husband!"
"Pah!"
Lin Yue shot him an annoyed glare, her beautiful eyes full of charm:
"You still think of me as your sister? As your wife?"
Rubbing his crotch, the pitiful look on Lin Zhe's face instantly vanished, replaced by a lecherous grin. He nodded firmly and without hesitation.
"Then what's the idea, having a big beauty like me here unused, and running off to fuck our mom?"
Lin Yue crossed her arms, her E-cup melon-like breasts squeezed into a stunning curve. After speaking, she spread her lotus-like arms, pretending to pinch him.
Lin Zhe hastily dodged to the other side of the sofa, the smile on his face growing even more brazen:
"Mom is my woman too."
He licked his lips again, then enunciated word by word:
"You... all of you are."
"Hmph, you dare to think it."
Lin Yue snorted coldly.
But...
The moment the words "you dare to think it" left her mouth, an utterly absurd yet intensely stimulating image uncontrollably flashed into her mind.
A scene suddenly appeared in Lin Yue's mind:
Her mother Wang Xiulan's still-charming, full and well-proportioned body... those long legs hidden under stockings... those plump, round buttocks wrapped in the emerald green dress... and between those legs, the passage through which she herself had entered this world...
Right now, it was being rammed, again and again, tirelessly... by her dear brother's big meat stick.
...
"Mmm..."
As this image suddenly popped into her head, Lin Yue felt a tingling electric current surge from her lower abdomen straight to her core.
The jade-white, hairless territory between her legs instantly grew damp.
Feeling the change in her body, Lin Yue felt both angry and ashamed. She couldn't help but glare fiercely at Lin Zhe, thinking to herself:
This bastard...
If he hadn't fucked Mom right in front of me, I wouldn't have... had these lewd thoughts.
Yet, staring straight at her brother's handsome face, Lin Yue's breathing grew slightly rapid.
Lin Yue was startled to discover... she was actually getting excited too.
Even starting to feel jealous—jealous that Mom could also enjoy that mesmerizing big cock of her brother's...
Lin Yue gradually became intoxicated with desire, subtly pressing her legs together, rubbing her moist little pussy.
Then she crooked a finger at her brother, her tone unconsciously taking on a seductive note:
"Come here."
Seeing his sister's expression, Lin Zhe immediately knew she was in heat too. He quickly put on a cheeky grin and scooted right up to her.
"What is it, sis?"
Lin Yue grabbed his collar, pulling him close until her impressive breasts almost touched his chest.
Leaning close to her brother's ear, her warm breath mixed with a faint milky scent brushed against his earlobe:
"Xiao Zhe..."
"Hmm?"
"Later, you better perform well for your sister."
"...Try your best today to completely win Mom over."
Lin Zhe's breath hitched. Before he could fully process this message, Lin Yue extended her warm tongue tip and lightly licked his earlobe, uttering the final words:
"When the time comes... I'll let you... also taste what it's like to have the mother-daughter combo."
"!!!"
Hearing this, Lin Zhe instantly felt all the blood in his body "whoosh!" and rush straight to his lower half!
That meat stick, which had just been slapped, instantly swelled to its limit, almost bursting through his pants!
Mother-daughter combo!
Sis means... later, with Mom together... letting me fuck them?!
He hadn't expected that what he had only fantasized about earlier was now about to become reality, and it came straight from his sister's mouth!
"Sis!"
Lin Zhe was beyond excited. He grabbed Lin Yue's pretty face and, without a second thought, planted a loud, wet kiss on her cheek.
"Ew! That's disgusting!"
The wet saliva stuck to her face. Lin Yue was disgusted, pushing him away forcefully and wiping her cheek hard with the back of her hand.
But when she finished wiping and looked up, she found Lin Zhe staring at her with an extremely serious expression.
"Sis, then... then tell me, how should we handle it later?"
Lin Yue was momentarily stunned by his serious demeanor.
She... she had just been carried away by a sudden surge of lust, wanting to see her mother's aloof, calm face completely filled with desire, crying and begging for mercy...
As for the specifics of how to "handle" it...
"This... I haven't really thought it through yet." Lin Yue was uncharacteristically at a loss for words.
"No problem!"
Lin Zhe, however, didn't mind at all.
The fact that his sister was willing to open her mouth about it was already a huge boon!
He'd figure out the method himself!
"Sis, just watch me perform when the time comes!"
Lin Zhe said, patting his chest confidently. He then quickly took out his phone and started tapping the screen rapidly.
He texted Su Yu:
[Wife, Mom, Sis, and I are having a 'family meeting,' might take a few hours. If Dad comes back, cover for me first.]
Su Yu replied almost instantly:
[Husband, be careful then. I... I'll find a way to keep an eye on Dad. [kiss]]
Lin Zhe's mind was filled with the joy of the moment, leaving no room to ponder what methods Su Yu might use.
Putting away his phone, his heart settled. He took a deep breath, took Lin Yue's soft, boneless jade-like hand, and said solemnly:
"Sis, let's go."
They exchanged a glance, seeing the same madness reflected in each other's eyes.
...
Inside Wang Xiulan's bedroom.
The air was so oppressive it felt several degrees colder than outside.
Wang Xiulan hadn't turned on the lights, relying only on the faint evening light from the window.
She wasn't on the bed but sat upright on the dressing stool at the foot of the bed.
Legs crossed, the hem of her emerald green velvet dress covering her knees completely.
Those long, beautiful legs in nude stockings were now tightly crossed, as if resisting something.
Her still-charming face, tear tracks now dry, was left with only an icy, frosty indifference.
Her beautiful phoenix eyes were fixed intently on the door.
"Click."
The doorknob turned.
Lin Zhe and Lin Yue walked in one after the other.
Wang Xiulan watched them coldly.
Lin Zhe turned around and silently closed the door behind them.
"Click."
Another soft sound as Lin Zhe pressed the interior lock.
This action made Wang Xiulan's pupils contract sharply.
Locking the door? What do they think they're doing?!
However, before Wang Xiulan could open her mouth to rebuke them, Lin Zhe suddenly made a move she hadn't anticipated at all.
With a "thud!" Lin Zhe's knees gave way, and he knelt straight down on the floor in front of Wang Xiulan!
"Mom—!!"
Lin Zhe's cry was heart-wrenching, as if filled with immense grievance and remorse.
"I was wrong!!!"
As he shouted, he shuffled forward on his knees for two steps, throwing himself beside Wang Xiulan's legs, yet not daring to actually touch her. He just braced his hands on the floor, his forehead heavily knocking against the cold floorboards.
"Thump!"
Wang Xiulan was jolted by this sudden turn of events, her entire body trembling.
Lin Zhe, while kowtowing, frantically shot glances at his sister, who was still standing motionless beside him.
Lin Yue instantly understood.
It was actually a scheme of self-injury to win sympathy!
To be fair, this tactic was indeed effective when dealing with elders.
Even though it was a bit despicable to exploit the other party's caring nature, given that Lin Zhe could come up with this idea at the first moment, Lin Yue couldn't help but give him a huge mental thumbs-up.
Lin Yue silently praised him, but her actions were not slow in the slightest.
To make it more convincing, she secretly used her neatly trimmed, rounded nails to give her own palm a hard pinch.
"Ouch..."
An intense sting shot through, instantly reddening the rims of her eyes.
"Thump!"
Lin Yue promptly knelt down as well, though not as exaggeratedly as Lin Zhe. She knelt on the other side of her mother, her knees touching the soft carpet.
She didn't kowtow, but instead threw herself directly into Wang Xiulan's arms. Her E-cup, papaya-like breasts pressed softly against Wang Xiulan's leg through the cashmere sweater and velvet long skirt.
"Mom—!"
Imitating her brother's acting skills, Lin Yue's voice carried a sob. Fueled by the pain from her palm and her genuine concern for her mother's state of mind, the tears came as soon as she called out, streaming down her cheeks.
"Please don't be angry with Xiao Zhe anymore... If you want to blame someone... blame me!"
"It's all my fault...it's all my fault for not being a good older sister! Waaaaah..."
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