Hearing his sister's demands, Lin Zhe's mouth twitched. He froze stiffly in place, his eyes darting furtively toward his father across the room and his mother beside him.
Lin Jianguo, however, was watching with keen interest, even leaning forward a bit, clearly eager for this kind of spectacle.
As for Wang Xiulan...
Before Lin Zhe could get a clear read on his mother's expression, a fragrant breeze washed over him.
Su Yu was, after all, Su Yu.
She had sensed earlier that her sister-in-law was acting a bit off tonight, her excitement barely contained.
Unlike Lin Zhe's shock, Su Yu was much more composed. So what if it was just a kiss?
While Lin Zhe was still hesitating, she had already taken the initiative. Her fair, lotus-root-like arms wrapped around her husband's neck, and her stunningly beautiful face, flushed with desire, rapidly filled his vision.
"Mmm..."
The next second, their scorching lips met tightly.
Su Yu's nimble little tongue, like a slippery loach, slipped past Lin Zhe's teeth.
Slurp... Smack...
The room was instantly filled with the blush-inducing sounds of saliva exchange.
Lin Zhe was stunned for only a moment before being ignited by his wife's passion. He began to respond. Their tongues tangled, sucked, and swirled in each other's mouths, as if desperate to devour one another.
Su Yu kissed deeply, wantonly, her body pressed tightly against Lin Zhe. Her full, snowy mounds crushed against her husband's chest, their shapes shifting and deforming with the friction and pressure of their fervent kiss.
And beneath the table, hidden from everyone's view...
Su Yu's free, jade-like hand, like another swimming fish, stealthily slipped under the hem of Lin Zhe's loose bathrobe. Through his underwear, she grasped his already half-erect cock.
Hngh!
Lin Zhe's body shuddered violently, his tongue momentarily forgetting its dance.
He could only feel his wife's soft, small hand skillfully stroking his shaft. Her fingernails occasionally grazed the sensitive head, sending waves of tingling electricity through him.
Sensing her husband's pause, Su Yu redoubled her efforts with her tongue, swirling it vigorously in his mouth, coaxing his own tongue back into the dance as if urging him on silently.
Lin Zhe finally snapped back to reality. Within seconds, his breathing grew ragged, and his cock rapidly swelled to full hardness in his wife's hand.
The passionate French kiss lasted just about a minute before their lips parted.
A shimmering silver thread of saliva still connected their mouths, glistening with a lewd sheen.
Su Yu's mischievous little hand quietly withdrew from Lin Zhe's crotch, and she calmly smoothed her skirt as if nothing had happened.
As this passionate performance concluded, Lin Jianguo stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard.
Lin Yue, on the other hand, smiled with satisfaction.
However, the secretive little actions under the table, though unnoticed by the two across from them, did not escape the eyes of those nearby.
Wang Xiulan had remained silent all along.
But out of the corner of her eye, she had clearly seen her daughter-in-law's hand slip into her son's robe.
In that instant, a sour, jealous feeling surged within her.
Just moments ago, Xiao Zhe had been thrusting inside her, and now this little temptress...
As the punishment ended, Wang Xiulan's hand, which had been resting on her knee, inexplicably reached out.
Also shielded by the table, she grabbed her son's hand, which had just been released by Su Yu.
Before Lin Zhe could fully recover from the earlier stimulation, he felt a soft touch in his palm.
His mother's hand was slightly cool and a bit damp with sweat.
Then, her hand guided his, gently... pressing it against her thigh, clad in flesh-colored stockings.
Hiss—
Lin Zhe silently drew in a sharp breath. To his left was his wife, still savoring the aftertaste of their French kiss, while to his right, his own mother was pulling his hand onto her thigh.
As the saying goes, the hardest to bear is the favor of a beauty. The rivalry between these two women had now turned him into their battlefield.
This was just...
Too damn exciting!
Lin Zhe's fingers instinctively twitched, his fingertips brushing against the sheer, gossamer-thin stockings, feeling the elasticity of his mother's skin beneath.
Her son's palm seemed to carry an electric current. Wang Xiulan trembled slightly, a glimmer of moisture flashing in her phoenix-like eyes, but she pressed her lips tightly together, not making a sound.
Before Lin Zhe could fully savor this forbidden pleasure, Su Yu's lively voice rang out again:
"Hurry up! Next round!"
As she spoke, Su Yu grabbed the dice cup and shook it vigorously, as if trying to reclaim the luck she had lost earlier:
"This time, I'm definitely rolling three sixes!"
It seemed that after being repeatedly targeted by Lin Yue, Su Yu had decided to launch a full-scale counterattack.
The room once again filled with the clattering sound of dice.
...
Su Yu stared intently at the dice cup lid, her pearly white teeth lightly biting her lower lip, looking utterly focused.
A surge of determination burned within her—not just the desire to win, but more so the fire ignited by her sister Lin Yue's earlier teasing.
That fire wasn't anger; it was desire, competitiveness, and the wild urge to fight back after being suppressed.
Su Yu thought to herself that if she won this round, she would make Lin Yue's ever-smirking mouth pay the price—preferably by making her suffer a public humiliation.
Round after round passed.
The results were clear at a glance.
Lin Jianguo rolled three fours, Wang Xiulan rolled two sixes and a one, and Su Yu rolled a straight of two, three, and four.
As for Lin Yue, who always seemed to have unnaturally good luck, this time it was as if misfortune had taken hold of her—her three dice added up to only five points.
The highest score belonged to Lin Zhe, with three fives—a triple.
"Haha, luck goes around!"
Su Yu's beautiful eyes curved into crescents. Even if she wasn't the winner herself, her husband's victory was no different from her own.
With husband and wife united as one, now was the time to thoroughly settle the score with her sister.
Lin Yue gazed at the dice points, her delicate brows slightly furrowed as she let out a helpless sigh. Leaning back slightly, her purple knit dress clung tightly to her body, outlining the full, voluptuous curves of her breasts, a sight that left one parched with thirst.
"Xiao Zhe, since you chose Truth or Dare, I'll pick Dare too."
Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of coquettishness, her eyes moist as she looked at her younger brother, hoping he would go easy on her out of consideration for their marital intimacy.
But the dare she chose played right into Su Yu's hands.
Su Yu wasn't about to let this opportunity slip. Under the table, her beautiful legs clad in black stockings gently nudged Lin Zhe's calf, her eyes filled with implication: Husband, go on, avenge me!
Lin Zhe remained silent, toying with a dice in his hand, his gaze shifting between his sister and his wife.
On one side was his wife, who had just been passionately entwined with him, her lips and teeth interlocked. Her champagne-colored gown had a perfectly cut neckline, revealing a glimpse of her snowy, alluring cleavage and the enticing depths that beckoned the imagination.
On the other side was his sister, exuding the charm of a mature woman. The taste of his own essence likely still lingered within her vibrant red lips.
What should he choose?
In the end, unable to resist Su Yu's persistent nudging under the table, Lin Zhe cleared his throat and said:
"Ahem, Sis, you just had me kiss Xiao Yu, right?"
Hearing this, Su Yu immediately put on the pitiful expression of a wronged wife, her red lips pouting slightly, her eyes shimmering. She leaned softly against Lin Zhe, her plump breasts pressing against his arm, squeezing out a tempting swell of pale flesh. She looked at her husband with a coquettish gaze, as if saying:
Husband, you have to stand up for me!
Unexpectedly, Lin Zhe suddenly shifted his tone, the calm in his eyes instantly turning playful as he said:
"Then... Sis, why don't you kiss Xiao Yu too?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the room seemed to freeze for a second.
Huh?
Su Yu's face, which had just been wearing a seductive smile, stiffened slightly. Her small mouth parted in disbelief as she stared at her husband.
Not only her, but the expressions of the others at the table also turned quite colorful.
Lin Jianguo's old eyes suddenly brightened, his gaze subtly shifting between his daughter-in-law and his daughter, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, clearly stirred by this sudden proposal.
Wang Xiulan frowned, instinctively wanting to scold him, but the words caught in her throat as she remembered her own earlier indiscretions with her son. She forced herself to swallow them back, a flush of embarrassment coloring her still-charming face.
Two women kissing—what kind of affair was this?
Incest? Lesbianism?
At the thought of this, Lin Yue's face flushed crimson. Though she hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, her fair neck was tinged with a rosy hue.
She struggled to form a refusal, but looking into her brother's expectant eyes, the words simply wouldn't come out.
Though Su Yu and Lin Yue had kissed earlier that afternoon, at the time, Lin Yue had been so overwhelmed by her brother's advances that her mind was a muddled mess, lost in the tidal wave of pleasure. Even if she could tell who was kissing her, she hadn't truly savored the taste.
Looking back afterward, the strange sensation in her heart was intense, yet it always felt as if veiled by a thin mist, impossible to grasp clearly.
But now was different.
Now, in this brightly lit room, in front of her father, mother, and younger brother, she had to consciously kiss another woman—and that woman was her own sister-in-law!
This sense of shame was a hundred times more intense than being taken by a man.
As for Su Yu, after a brief moment of shock, she quickly regained her composure. She was a clever woman, and when it came to matters of desire, she had a wild streak.
In just a few breaths, she understood the fire burning in her husband's eyes.
Lin Zhe didn't just want to watch the show—he wanted to stir up the family dynamics, make them messier, more chaotic, and more thrilling. He wanted to see his wife and sister entangled in front of him, satisfying his perverse desires.
If that was the case, then she would go along with his madness to the very end!
After all, Su Yu admitted to herself that she had never been a woman who played by the rules.
But just as she made up her mind and before she could act, Lin Zhe, noticing his wife's serious expression, thought she might be unhappy.
So, with his free left hand under the table, he gently patted the back of Su Yu's hand, his fingertips lightly scratching her palm as a form of comfort.
A tingling sensation traveled from her palm straight to Su Yu's heart.
At that moment, Su Yu felt that this matter wasn't so difficult to accept after all—in fact, she even felt a faint sense of anticipation.
Her sister-in-law's lips always looked soft and red. Would kissing them now feel even better than it did at noon?
Feeling a flutter in her heart, Su Yu straightened her back, her proud chest trembling slightly with the movement. A seductive smile returned to her face as she leaned forward and asked proactively:
"Sister, should you come over, or should I come over?"
For a moment, Lin Yue hadn't mentally prepared herself. She stammered, unsure how to respond, her beautiful eyes darting around like a little girl who had done something wrong.
"I... I... I..."
Kissing another woman in front of the entire family was still too shameful. Even Lin Yue found it hard to swallow her pride. As she spoke, she instinctively hugged little Shi Ming tighter in her arms.
But as the saying goes, you must accept the consequences of your bets. If she hadn't deliberately provoked the situation earlier, she wouldn't be facing this retaliation now.
It was like a cycle of cause and effect—no one could escape it.
Just as the situation reached a stalemate, Lin Zhe's gaze sharpened, as if saying: Sister, you're not going to back out, are you?
Lin Yue's heart trembled. She was afraid of upsetting her brother—or rather, she didn't want to upset the man who was, in fact, her husband.
In the next instant, Lin Yue took a deep breath, as if making a major decision, and ultimately chose to face it openly.
Holding her son, she slowly stood up. Her slender thighs were faintly visible beneath the hem of her purple dress, and her delicate ankles, encased in black stockings, stepped onto the floor, each step seeming to tread on everyone's hearts.
When she reached the front, Lin Yue turned her head and said to Wang Xiulan, who was sitting on the other side of Lin Zhe:
"Mom, could you hold Xiao Ming for me?"
Hearing this, Wang Xiulan was momentarily stunned. She hadn't expected her daughter to actually agree to such an absurd request. Instinctively, she wanted to refuse, but seeing her daughter's serious expression, she felt a pang of heartache. After an internal struggle, she ultimately chose to accept.
But just as she prepared to stand up and take her grandson, she suddenly remembered—under the table, her son's large hand was still shamelessly pressed against her thigh.
Earlier, Wang Xiulan had been so anxious about her daughter's choice that she momentarily forgot about this matter.
Now, as she was about to stand up, before Wang Xiulan could discreetly push it away, Lin Zhe deliberately pinched the soft flesh on the inner side of her thigh.
Mm...
Wang Xiulan shuddered, nearly letting out a cry. Two blushes instantly bloomed on her face as she shot a glare of embarrassment and annoyance at her son beside her.
Fortunately, the table concealed everything, and no one noticed the inappropriate actions between the mother and son beneath it.
Lin Zhe seemed to know when to stop. Before his mother could react, he reluctantly let go, his fingertips sliding over the smooth surface of her stockings, producing a faint rustling sound.
Wang Xiulan quickly and subtly adjusted her skirt to hide the wrinkles left by her son's pinch. Only then did she stand up, walk over to her daughter, and reach out to take her grandson.
With the last delay gone, Lin Yue felt her arms suddenly empty, and her heart seemed to follow suit.
She hurriedly took a deep breath to calm her emotions, her full chest rising and falling with the motion. Then, she strode over to her sister-in-law.
Seeing this, Su Yu also stood up.
At that moment, two women with equally stunning looks and devilish figures stood face to face.
One wore a tight-fitting purple knit dress, exuding the mature charm of a young married woman—an indescribable allure.
The other wore a champagne-colored backless gown, radiating youthful beauty mixed with a wild and rebellious edge, like a blooming, enchanting rose.
The next moment, Su Yu moved.
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