Chapter 437: 438
Young couples being together naturally engage in activities they enjoy, and since they were on vacation, Miao Qingqing didnât have to worry about waking up early the next day. Tonight, she had been a bit stimulated, so she was more relaxed than usual when with Song Xiaodong.
"You really are a wild ox," Miao Qingqing, completely drenched in sweat and devoid of any strength, leaned softly against Song Xiaodongâs chest an hour later, feeling wave after wave of sky-high sensations that she could barely withstand.
"Hehe..." Song Xiaodong couldnât help but smile proudly, as there was nothing more flattering for a man than to be praised by his beloved woman in bed.
"Hey, hey, didnât you just finish? How come this..." Miao Qingqing had barely rested for five minutes when she noticed Song Xiaodongâs reaction, and her face instantly darkened.
"Well... holding such a beautiful woman like you, I canât help but feel this way."
"But you canât keep going at it like this, no, no more, I need to sleep."
"One more time," he pleaded.
"No, no... stop tormenting me, if you keep this up, Iâll die," Miao Qingqing begged repeatedly.
"Alright." Seeing Miao Qingqing truly couldnât continue, Song Xiaodong relented and held her without moving further.
Miao Qingqing, feeling somewhat guilty, gently tapped him and said, "Looks like Yingying was right, you wild ox, maybe in the future it will indeed take two people to take care of you."
"Ah?" Song Xiaodongâs eyes widened in shock.
"What âahâ? Are you secretly pleased?" Miao Qingqing pinched his most vulnerable spot on the chest.
Song Xiaodong quickly said, "No, no, Iâm just too surprised, I didnât expect that my wife could be so liberated, what a surprise."
"Iâm just terrified by your tormenting, if we continue like this, you might indeed torment me to death," Miao Qingqing said with a face full of grievance.
"I was only trying so hard because you seemed so spirited today."
Miao Qingqing snorted and said, "Not really, youâre always a wild bull, itâs just that I usually donât mind it. Ah, now I really hope Yingying gets better soon, so that this energetic guy will stop clinging to me all day."
Song Xiaodong laughed proudly again, then embraced Miao Qingqing, and both quickly fell asleep.
In the next room, Song Xiaoru had trouble falling asleep. The soundproofing in the house was good, and normally she couldnât hear any noise when Song Xiaodong and Miao Qingqing were intimate, but tonight Miao Qingqing was exceptionally excited, her screams too piercing, so Song Xiaoru ended up hearing some.
"This little rascal really does have stamina, how many times has it been?" Song Xiaoru couldnât help but shake her head continuously, yet a hard-to-describe impulse began to secretly grow in her heart.
Song Xiaoru was already twenty-seven this year. In the city, this age wasnât considered anything special, but in some backward areas, a woman of this age would likely already have children running around. Having preserved her chastity for so many years without even a boyfriend, she lacked particular desires for such matters.
But tonight, she suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness and wished for a man who could hold her, a man who could make her feel as if she were flying in the sky.
In a daze, Song Xiaoru fell asleep, her thoughts by day spurred dreams by night, and she helplessly found herself in a vivid dream.
In the dream, she was entangled with a man, rolling around; she wanted to refuse, to scream, but she couldnât escape him, which saddened and distressed her deeply. However, when she saw the manâs face, she stopped resistingâit was Song Xiaodong.
"Dongzi, you canât do this, Iâm your sister," Song Xiaoru hastily exclaimed.
"Weâre not blood-related, so youâre not my real sister, and whatever we do, itâs normal," Song Xiaodong replied with a wry smile, then he kissed her directly.
Song Xiaoru wanted to say more, but nothing could compare to Song Xiaodongâs roughness and impulse. Her consciousness soon collapsed, letting Song Xiaodong have his way, and she became increasingly enthusiastic, finally reaching the pinnacle of joy with Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaoru woke up amidst her own screams, only to realize it was all just a fleeting dream, feeling a wave of relief that, fortunately, it was only a dream. If it had been real, that would have been troublesome. Even though she and Song Xiaodong had no blood relation, Song Xiaodong already had Miao Qingqing, already had Xiao Yingying, and she, as his sister, how could she intervene.
But as she reminisced about the dream, Song Xiaoru was again intoxicated; the feeling was incredibly wonderful, making her desire a man for the first time.
"But could I really accept any man other than Song Xiaodong treating me this way?" Song Xiaoru suddenly harbored this doubt in her heart.
"Ah! What am I thinking? Dongzi is my brother, why do I keep thinking about him like this," Song Xiaoru couldnât help but blame herself again.
"Itâs just that I havenât met a man that I like," Song Xiaoru consoled herself.
It wasnât just the three people upstairs who had a rough night, the two people downstairs hadnât slept yet either.
Xiao Yingying lay in her room for a long while but couldnât sleep, so she got up and ran to Miao Xuanxuanâs room.
"What are you doing, not sleeping in the middle of the night," Miao Xuanxuan asked, holding her smartphone and playing a game, but today she was just losing, her mind wasnât even in the game.
Xiao Yingying climbed onto the bed and said, "Sister Xuanxuan, stop playing games, letâs have a chat."
"Hey, you achieved your wish today, youâre excited and want to chat, but please donât pick me," Miao Xuanxuan glanced at Xiao Yingying annoyed.
Xiao Yingying said with a grin, "Donât say that, now I have, donât you have a better chance in the future?"
Miao Xuanxuan snorted, "What do you mean by you have, then I have a chance? I donât understand."
"Hehe, actually, I feel Sister Qingqing isnât as hard to talk to as she seems, sheâs actually very easygoing. Think about it, she accepted me, an outsider, so why wouldnât she accept you, her own sister."
"I... just because I am her sister, I canât do that," Miao Xuanxuan put down her phone and finally sighed.
"Why not? Isnât it nice for everyone to be together? Youâre her real sisters, and Iâm an outsider, you should get along even better."
"Are you silly? Because Iâm an outsider, if my sister accepts it, at most she would be mad at Dongzi, but me? Iâm her sister, and sisters stealing each otherâs husbands, how could she accept that in her heart, sigh, who asked her to be my sister, I better forget it."