Leah was filled with righteous indignation, thinking to herself how her eldest sister, already married into another family, could still be so domineering.
She was sowhat of a neat freak, and for the first ti having her own little personal space, she had been overjoyed, even personally selecting all the furniture. But upon returning, she found traces of her eldest sister’s presence everywhere.
Naturally, Leah was unhappy. Even biological sisters would clash over such matters.
It was clear now that she had been complaining to her second sister. She could tolerate sleeping in the sa bed as her eldest sister, but the idea of being kicked out of her own room at night, though a seemingly childish issue, was sothing her pure-hearted sister-in-law simply could not accept.
This was the lancholy unique to a young girl. Although the academically gifted sister-in-law seldom spoke much at ho, having been at the bottom of the family hierarchy all these years, she had quietly accumulated no small amount of resentnt.
"Husband, what should we do about the sleeping arrangents tonight? No one is going to sleep at Mother’s place."
Lily’s heart softened seeing her younger sister’s indignant expression.
After all, she had been through similar experiences herself.
They used to live in those cramped, shabby partitioned rooms where even the slightest moans during intimacy lacked privacy. She understood particularly well how much her sister cherished having her own little world.
The five mbers of the Wood family had a family group chat, though they had virtually never spoken in it before. One could say they had basically never chatted there, so finding it now required a bit of effort.
Luis managed to find it and sent a ssage in the group:
"Tonight, Eldest Sister and our aunt will sleep in my room. Lily and Leah will sleep together..."
No one wanted to sleep with Ruth, especially since she might beco even more long-winded when drunk. One could only imagine how intimidating the mother-in-law’s tyrannical authority was.
After sending the ssage, Luis specifically tagged them, and they all replied confirming they had seen it.
"Brother-in-law, what about you?"
Finally, Leah asked, showing a bit of conscience.
Luis stretched and joked, "Your sister is an old hand at this. I absolutely have to replace that broken sofa downstairs at Mom’s place in the next couple of days."
Lily had already picked up a set of pillows and a quilt. Smiling warmly, she said, "Your brother-in-law sotis works very late. If he doesn’t want to disturb , he sleeps in the living room."
"But that’s so unfair to Brother-in-law!!"
Upon hearing this, Leah imdiately cried out in protest.
Luis proactively explained with a laugh, "Leah, marital life isn’t quite what you imagine. A couple can be very loving, but they don’t necessarily have to be glued together at all tis."
"Sleeping while holding each other is certainly affectionate.
But sotis hair gets pulled, or an arm gets squashed and goes numb.
Your second sister and I don’t overthink it. Sleeping separately occasionally allows us both to get a proper night’s rest. Of course, the living room sofa definitely needs to be replaced with a more comfortable one."
Lily, being a dutiful and virtuous wife, carried the quilt and pillow downstairs first, completely forgetting that this left her husband and her younger sister alone together.
The mont she left, Leah looked at her brother-in-law, whose gaze seed almost predatory, and lowered her head shyly, saying, "W, what are you doing!"
"Baby, you’re so beautiful..."
Luis directly pushed her down and kissed her under her bashful gaze. The sister-in-law closed her eyes, let out a soft, pliant moan, and parted her pearly white teeth slightly, welcoming the hot invasion of the man’s tongue.
"Brother-in-law... you mustn’t!"
As she was kissed into a state of intoxicated bliss, Leah let out a muffled, indistinct moan and began to struggle weakly.
Because this ti, Luis was being particularly forward, his hands groping her full, ample breasts through her clothes. Without the barrier of a bra, he found them so voluptuous that one hand could scarcely contain them.
Her small nipples were already hardened. Luis directly pressed and pinched them, sending shockwaves of excitent through the still-virginal sister-in-law. She squird restlessly, her body tense with nervousness.
But they could go no further. Just as the sister-in-law’s face began to show a dazed expression, Lily called from the bottom of the stairs, "Husband, what’s that you have stewing in the electric pot?"
Their lips parted reluctantly, a silvery strand of saliva briefly connecting them, adding a lewd nuance to the mont.
Gazing at his sister-in-law’s thoroughly flushed, charming face, Luis swallowed hard and reluctantly raised his head, breathing heavily as he said, "Leah, next ti, your brother-in-law is going to lick you all over."
"No way, you perverted brother-in-law..."
The sister-in-law snorted with a tsundere-like pride, struggling to escape from Luis’s embrace.
Luis, humming a little tune and wearing only his underwear, went downstairs. His wife, Lily, didn’t seem to suspect anything and was simply in the kitchen checking the electric stew pot.
Inside the pot was black chicken soup. He served a bowl for his wife and made sure she drank it properly.
"Husband, how did you even find ti to go shopping today?"
Lily’s face was radiant with happiness, a smile seemingly permanently etched on her lips.
In a fleeting mont of reflection, comparing these small details to her experiences with her mother and aunt, she felt as though she were in heaven.
"Does it taste a bit bland?"
Luis served himself a bowl, took a sip, and said, "The herbal flavor seems a bit strong. Mom said you should drink so soup stewed with Ophiopogon."
"It’s very tasty."
After finishing his soup, Luis obediently lay down on the sofa. Lily ca over and nestled into her husband’s arms. After a mont’s thought, she said, "Husband, if you’re feeling pent up and uncomfortable later, go find Aunt Yana. She’d definitely be willing to let you fuck her."
"I’m tired, let’s not bother anyone, okay."
Luis held her and kissed her gently, then said in a soft voice, "Wife, you weren’t jealous today, were you?"
"Jealous of what? Everyone envies ."
Lying in her husband’s arms, Lily murmured, "Husband, originally I didn’t feel anything, but now that Mom and Eldest Sister keep talking about it, I’ve started feeling a bit panicked."
"Why panic?"
Luis’s tone was exceptionally gentle.
"My figure isn’t good, and I’m ugly too... I don’t deserve you treating so well."
Lily’s mood dipped montarily. She held Luis tightly and murmured with a touch of lancholy, "And now that I’m pregnant, I’m even more useless. I can never make you finish with my mouth."
"Wife, you are not allowed to think that way."
Luis held her but didn’t kiss her. Instead, he cradled his wife’s small head in his hands, gazing tenderly into her slightly timid eyes.
He spoke solemnly and seriously, word by word:
"You are my favorite, the wife I will love most for my entire life."
"For you, I’m willing to be a live-in son-in-law, no matter how humiliating or embarrassing it might seem."
Luis kissed her lips gently, without using his tongue, a kiss full of pure love. To Lily, who already deeply loved her husband, every whispered word felt like love striking directly at her soul:
"It doesn’t matter how much Mom and Eldest Sister bullied before, or how much Leah looked down on . My Lily has finally beco my wife."
"Being a live-in son-in-law doesn’t matter, ’marrying in’ doesn’t matter. I’m together with the woman I love most."
He held the limp and pliant Lily even tighter.
Luis said apologetically, "I’m sorry, wife. That ti with Aunt Yana... I shouldn’t have been so impulsive."
It was a classic tactic of retreating in order to advance. Upon hearing this, Lily was montarily stunned, then blushed and said, "Husband, I’m not angry."
Now, with her cuckquean tendencies and her bisexual nature reinforcing them, she truly wasn’t angry; instead, she felt aroused.
She lay contentedly in her husband’s embrace and murmured softly, "I was useless to begin with. Besides, I think Mother is right. There are so many sly vixens outside, I can’t possibly guard against them all. It’s better if my husband finds soone I already know."
In the midst of their affection, the sister-in-law upstairs, likely feeling jealous, called out, "Second Sister, are you sleeping or not? I’m tired."
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