Chapter 109: I’m Begging You, My Good Brother-in-Law

"Mmmph~"

A powerful, tingling numbness washed over her. Xu Qian let out a sexy, low moan, her body arching slightly as her legs instinctively squeezed together.

Yang Xun leaned in close to her ear. His warm breath washed over her sensitive earlobe, his lips teasingly brushing against the shell of her crimson ear.

His hand continued its journey downward, his fingertips tracing a path along her flat stomach, past her final line of defense...

The moment his fingertips made contact, Yang Xun’s eyebrows twitched.

She was already drenched.

A warm, wet sensation met his fingers, like touching a pool of melted spring water, an utter, chaotic flood.

’So, my dear sister-in-law has been waiting for me for so long that her body was already prepared.’

"Sister-in-law, I’m putting it in now, okay?"

The wicked smile on Yang Xun’s lips deepened as he whispered softly into Xu Qian’s ear.

However, Xu Qian gave no response.

She kept her eyes closed, remaining completely still as if she were truly asleep.

Yang Xun raised an eyebrow, his eyes glinting as a thought, wicked to its very core, suddenly surfaced in his mind.

’So you won’t respond, huh?’

’Fine!!’

’Then your brother-in-law will just have to make you beg for it!’

At this thought, Yang Xun slowly began to circulate the Dragon and Phoenix Immortal Hand technique. A thread of warm True Qi seeped silently from his fingertip, flowing slowly along the meridians on Xu Qian’s skin, precisely stimulating every sensitive acupoint.

"Ngh...!"

Xu Qian’s body suddenly tensed. Her legs clamped together even tighter involuntarily, and a deep blush instantly flooded her pretty face. She bit down hard on her lip, choking back any sound in her throat.

Yang Xun’s fingers were exceptionally nimble. Coordinated with the penetrating True Qi, they gently pressed and kneaded the most sensitive petals...

Every movement was exquisitely precise.

Pleasure rushed in like mad, successive waves, shattering Xu Qian’s consciousness.

HUFF, HUFF, HUFF!!

Her breaths grew increasingly rapid and ragged, her chest heaving violently. She was like a fully drawn bow, stretched to its absolute limit.

The feeling of an approaching climax grew stronger and more overwhelming...

And yet!

Just as she was about to reach the peak, Yang Xun’s fingers suddenly stopped.

In that instant, all stimulation ceased.

"..."

Xu Qian’s body froze stiff. The feeling of being about to soar only to be brutally dragged back down to earth was like falling from a great height. An indescribable emptiness and discomfort flooded her.

An unbearable frustration wracked her entire body, as if millions of ants were gnawing away at her from the inside. The feeling of unfulfilled desire was about to drive her mad.

But that damned bastard Yang Xun just wouldn’t move.

A moment later, Xu Qian’s body began to squirm uncontrollably. Her pert bottom shifted slightly on the velvet sheets—a minuscule movement that nonetheless carried an unconcealable yearning, as if to say: ’Quickly... Brother-in-law, put it in!!’

Yang Xun took it all in, the wicked smile on his face growing wider.

He leaned slowly toward Xu Qian’s ear and said, enunciating each word, "Sister-in-law... if you beg your brother-in-law, your brother-in-law will put it in!!"

"..."

Xu Qian didn’t answer. She clenched her jaw, her eyes shut tight, her flushed, pretty face a mask of stubbornness.

’Beg him?’

’Absolutely not!’

’Even if she, Xu Qian, were tortured to death, she would never lower her head and beg this bastard brother-in-law!’

But her body was in absolute agony. The feeling of being dragged back from the brink of climax was like having her heart gnawed by a million ants. Every cell in her body was screaming, but she just bit her lip harder, refusing to utter a single word.

Seeing this, Yang Xun raised his eyebrows, the curve of his lips growing even wider.

"So tough, little sister-in-law."

He let out a low chuckle, then once again circulated the Dragon and Phoenix Immortal Hand. A thread of even purer True Qi seeped silently from his fingertip, slithering like a Spiritual Snake along Xu Qian’s meridians, precisely stimulating every fatal acupoint.

This time, it was even more ruthless than before!

"Ngh!!"

Xu Qian’s whole body jolted violently, spasming as if electrocuted. Her hands gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white.

The sensation was a full ten times more intense than before!!

Wave after wave of tingling heat swept over her like a tsunami, exploding from her core and spreading to the very nerve endings in her limbs.

But just as that tide was about to break through the final dam, Yang Xun’s fingers stopped once again.

All the pleasure, as if choked by the throat, came to an abrupt halt.

"Ah..."

Xu Qian finally couldn’t hold back. A sob-like moan escaped from deep in her throat. She was on the verge of going completely insane.

She could endure it once, but twice... she really couldn’t take it anymore!

The torment of being repeatedly pushed to the edge of a cliff only to be brutally pulled back was a hundred times crueler than any torture. Her entire body felt like it was being roasted over a fire, and the emptiness of her unfulfilled desire completely shattered her sanity.

"Please..."

Xu Qian’s lips trembled as she gasped, "Please... put it in..."

The moment the words left her mouth, her face flushed red all the way to the base of her neck. She wished she could bury her head in the pillow and never come out.

"Please who??"

A wicked smile played on Yang Xun’s lips as he asked deliberately.

"Please... please you, my good brother-in-law."

Xu Qian couldn’t bear it any longer, speaking words that she found utterly humiliating!

"That’s a good girl."

A triumphant smile spread across Yang Xun’s face. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Xu Qian’s tear-streaked cheek. Then, gripping his weapon, he aimed for those soft petals, already a flooded disaster, and slowly pushed forward...