Meanwhile, Su Lang, pretending to be asleep at the table, was also suffering. When Su Qing came out of the bedroom, he had been terrified, but fortunately, she hadn't noticed anything. In truth, Su Qing had been too lost in her own chaotic thoughts to pay close attention, allowing Su Lang to deceive her easily. What bothered Su Lang more was that when his sister approached him, she didn't carry her usual faint, pleasant scent. Instead, there was a strong, pungent odor. Strangely, he didn't find it repulsive. In fact, the smell of her body aroused him slightly, causing his recently softened penis to stiffen a little again—nearly giving him away.
Fortunately, Su Qing only called out to him a couple of times before leaving to take a bath. Whether because she was distracted or assumed Su Lang was sound asleep, she didn't close the bathroom door. Su Lang squinted his eyes, secretly watching as his sister undressed completely in front of him and began washing her sensitive areas. The sight instantly aroused him, but afraid of being caught, he didn't dare to pleasure himself while watching her. He could only endure the discomfort of his swollen lower body—a mix of pain and pleasure.
Su Qing took a long time in the bath before drying off and stepping out. She walked over to Su Lang again and, seeing no signs of him waking, sighed softly before tiptoeing back to her bedroom to clean up the remaining traces. Suddenly, she remembered the last time she had cleaned up such marks—it was after making love with Jiang Yun. But now…
Tears welled up uncontrollably, though she quickly wiped them away. Su Qing silently encouraged herself to stay strong. No matter what challenges they presented tomorrow, she would do whatever it took to make them delete those videos and photos. Perhaps then, she might still have a chance to return to Jiang Yun. But would he still accept her like this? Her thoughts grew tangled, her hands stilled, and she stared blankly out the window, lost in a daze.
After a while, Su Qing finished tidying her room and returned to the living room table. She gently nudged Su Lang and said,
"Xiao Lang? Xiao Lang?"
"Mmm... Huh? Sis? Ah... How did I fall asleep?"
"You suddenly dozed off after lunch."
"Ah! Turn on the TV—Comedy King is about to start!"
"Silly brother, it's already past 5 o'clock!"
"What? It's 5 already? How did I sleep so long? Why didn't you wake me up, Sis?"
"I... I thought you were too tired, so I didn't disturb you..."
"Ah, well. Ouch, my back hurts."
"Of course it does, sleeping sitting up. Get up and move around a bit."
"Alright, fine. I'll go watch the rerun in my room."
"Mm, go ahead."
The siblings lied to each other, but only the sister was truly in the dark, while the brother knew the full truth. Seeing Su Lang return to his room, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief. It was better he didn't know—she would bear this burden alone.
Relieved that his sister showed no suspicion, Su Lang also relaxed once back in his room. Then, he slapped himself across the face—not too hard, as if unwilling to hurt himself or afraid his sister might hear.
("Ugh, I'm such a scoundrel. How could my sister ever suspect her own brother of helping outsiders harm her? I'm really... How could I do such a thing...")
Remembering his sister's sobs and her slightly swollen eyes, Su Lang sank into deep self-reproach—until his phone chimed with a notification. He opened it to find a message from the teenager Luo Qiang:
"Well done! Here's a video as a reward!"
A few seconds later, a video file arrived. Guiltily, Su Lang glanced back, quietly locked his door, plugged in earphones, and hid under the covers to watch the video. All the guilt he had felt moments earlier had already vanished into thin air.
In the scene, the chubby man sat on the bed holding the completely naked Su Qing, his plump hand boldly toying with her delicate breasts, molding them into various shapes. Due to the lingering effects of the special sleeping pills, Su Qing merely furrowed her brows without waking. Meanwhile, Luo Qiang was pulling off her underwear, then picked it up, sniffed it, and turned to say:
"Ha, even the school belle's panties smell slutty. Come over here and get a shot of what her slutty pussy looks like!"
The person holding the phone took two steps forward, and the camera zoomed in for a close-up of Su Qing's private parts. Another hand appeared in the frame, using two fingers to spread her open.
"Wow, she really is a slut—already wet without even being fucked!"
"Ha, I told you those who look pure on the outside are just sluts begging for it behind the scenes!"
"Seems like there's some truth to that. You know your stuff!"
"He knows nothing! Boss, let me show you my hand speed!"
"Alright, go ahead!"
The camera pulled back, revealing a skinny man squatting down. After flexing his wrists a few times, he began rubbing his fingers against Su Qing's private area, then inserted his middle finger into her vagina, starting a frantic thrusting motion. Although the video resolution wasn't particularly high, the blurring in the frame suggested his speed was indeed intense. Su Lang's mind wandered briefly but was quickly drawn back to the video.
"Mmm... ah... hmm..."
"Not bad, Skinny Monkey. Even asleep, this slutty school belle is moaning from your fingers."
"Hahaha, if I shoved my big dick in there, wouldn't she be flying with pleasure?"
"With that toothpick of yours? Forget it!"
"Get lost! Yours is the toothpick!"
"Mm... ah... hmm... hah... mmm..."
"The school belle is something else—her moans are so enticing. I'm about to cum."
Under Skinny Monkey's actions, Su Qing let out soft moans. The camera shifted to her face, showing a faint blush on her cheeks and her charming slightly parted lips releasing one seductive groan after another. With headphones on, Su Lang felt as if his sister were moaning right in his ear, and he unconsciously began stroking his penis.
"Whew, I'm exhausted."
"Not that impressive, huh?"
"Not impressive? Check out my hand!"
"Whoa, your whole hand is soaked. This slutty school belle is really something!"
"Pfft, it's just my hand speed and skills that are top-notch."
The camera focused on Skinny Monkey's hand again, now visibly glistening with moisture under the lens. After a few teasing remarks, he slipped his middle finger into Su Qing's mouth. In her sleep, she resisted slightly before opening up and sucking on it.
"Hey, this slut is actually sucking on my finger!"
"Seems like she's sucked plenty of dicks before—it's become instinctive, haha!"
"Really can't judge by appearances. Who would've thought such an innocent-looking school belle has probably sucked off who knows how many guys!"
After a round of laughter and banter, Skinny Monkey pulled out his fingers and wiped them across Su Qing's face. The mixture of her fluids and saliva smeared on her skin added an extra layer of tantalizing allure. In the video, the group began to undress, but just then, the playback ended abruptly. Su Lang grew frantic—how could it stop at such a critical moment? He opened his messaging app, hesitated briefly, but ultimately, driven by desire, sent a message begging Luo Qiang to send a few more clips.
After a long while, when Su Lang was nearly frantic with anxiety, Luo Qiang finally replied. Luo Qiang demanded that Su Lang continue to serve as his inside informant and imposed various excessive conditions. Su Lang, already out of his mind, readily agreed. Luo Qiang then sent over two videos at once. Su Lang repeatedly thanked Luo Qiang, even thinking to himself that Luo Qiang was a decent guy for being so generous as to send two videos. It never occurred to him that sending one or two videos cost Luo Qiang nothing, and that the female protagonist in the videos—being drugged and gang-raped—was his own sister.
But Su Lang, his mind corroded by desire, was no longer capable of rational thought. Or perhaps his pathological mindset was already far from normal. In any case, he didn't dwell on it. After thanking Luo Qiang once more, Su Lang eagerly opened the videos and quickly became engrossed in them.
When Jiang Yun returned home, he found his mother at home as well, having prepared a lavish dinner. However, she seemed listless, sitting blankly at the table. Jiang Yun walked over and asked:
"Mom, the dinner looks so extravagant today. Are we expecting guests?"
"Huh? Xiao Yun, you're back. Yes... um... no guests."
"If there are no guests, why did you make so much food? What a waste if it goes uneaten..."
"Xiao Yun, you haven't eaten yet, right? Go wash your hands and come eat."
"I... um... I haven't eaten. I'll go take a quick shower first—I worked up a sweat playing ball this afternoon."
"Alright, hurry up, or the food will get cold."
"Got it, I'll be quick!"
Jiang Yun had intended to say he'd already eaten, but seeing the effort his mother had put into preparing the meal, and noticing some of his favorite dishes, he decided to eat again. He grabbed a change of clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower. In the living room, Lin Mengjie sighed. Earlier that afternoon, after engaging in many shameful activities at school, Wang Kai had suddenly told her to go home first, promising to come over that evening to continue their "tutoring" session.
Lin Mengjie had returned home joyfully and prepared a table full of dishes, eagerly awaiting Wang Kai's arrival. But then, Wang Kai called to say he wouldn't be coming. Instantly, Lin Mengjie felt a deep sense of disappointment and grievance. However, after a few sweet words from Wang Kai, her mood quickly improved. Sitting at the table, gazing at the lavish spread, she suddenly realized just how important Wang Kai had become in her heart. Her personality had also transformed, becoming like that of a young girl in love—feeling hurt and dejected when Wang Kai stood her up, yet elated and happy with his honeyed words.
Just then, Jiang Yun returned. Lin Mengjie sighed, resolving to stop her wandering thoughts. But soon enough, her mind drifted back to Wang Kai—to his large, thick member, and the suffocating pleasure she felt as it moved in and out of her. Her face flushed, and her breathing grew rapid.
"Ah... Master... Master... I want it again," Lin Mengjie murmured under her breath.
At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and Jiang Yun stepped out, drying his hair.
"Huh? Mom, were you talking to me just now?"
"Ahem, no. Come, let's eat!"
"Okay, sure!"
Mother and son sat down at the dining table to eat, just as they always did. But this time, Lin Mengjie's heart had already drifted far away, fixated on that man.
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