Little sis is so pretty!
Yang Chen looked at Yang Xiao standing in front of him, a ripple stirring in his heart—she was a beauty who could easily rival even his stepmom and older sister.
She stood a willowy 5’7" in a casual sports outfit that drew out her slender figure.
Her top was a pink athletic jacket, paired with black sweatpants. Even though the pants were a bit loose, they still couldn’t hide those unbelievably tempting legs.
A crossbody purse hung from her shoulder, its strap just so happening to cut between her lush breasts, making their generous curves stand out.
Today, Yang Xiao’s complexion was great—even without makeup, her features were so fine and delicate you couldn’t find a single flaw.
She might not have the mature allure of Stepmom, or the sultriness of Sis, but she had a pure and innocent vibe neither of them could match—that fresh charm only young girls possess.
Yang Chen in that mont couldn’t help but feel the world was unfair to his little sis!
For such a gorgeous girl to be ravaged by illness.
He silently swore to himself, no matter what, he would cure her cancer—she deserved a bright future.
"What are you staring at, never seen a beauty before?"
Feeling Yang Chen’s gaze lingering, Yang Xiao widened her eyes and snapped at him.
Uh...
Yang Chen hurriedly averted his eyes, pretending to focus on his food.
"Hmph, you’ve got the guts to stare but can’t admit it."
She shot him a look of contempt, but didn’t drag it out—just said hi to Mom and turned to leave.
"Stepmom, the dumplings are getting cold, co eat! Don’t keep busy in there!"
Seeing Ni Qingyao still busy in the kitchen, Yang Chen called out to her.
"Alright!"
Quickly, Ni Qingyao ca out from the kitchen in her apron and sat down next to Yang Chen, beaming. Her voice was warm and gentle: "How are Stepmom’s buns? Are they to your taste?"
"They’re delicious."
Yang Chen instantly gave her a thumbs up and grinned, "These are the best buns I’ve ever had."
"If you like them, I’ll make them for you every day from now on."
As she spoke, Ni Qingyao brushed a strand of hair from her forehead with an elegant gesture full of feminine charm.
Yang Chen was instantly srized, heart pounding. If last night, with Ni Qingyao in cheongsam, she’d been a fairy untouched by mortal dust, exuding untouchable grace—
Then today, standing at the kitchen door in an apron, she was the warm, approachable big sis next door, radiating the coziness of ho life.
Compared to last night’s Stepmom, Yang Chen liked today’s Stepmom even more.
The gentle, capable aura she gave off was the kind of drug every man would die for.
"Stepmom, you’re really beautiful!"
Sohow or other, Yang Chen blurted it out without thinking.
At his words, Ni Qingyao looked up at him, instantly recalling the scenes from last night. A lovely blush blood across her cheeks as she laughed softly, "Well, tell —is Stepmom really that pretty?"
"Stepmom is the most beautiful woman in the world, just like a fairy descended to earth."
Yang Chen didn’t hesitate at all.
"Pfft!"
Ni Qingyao burst into peals of laughter, her voice like silvery bells. "You brat, got honey sared all over your lips, huh? You talk like that, I bet you’ve dated a bunch of girls, haven’t you?"
"Not at all, haven’t even had a girlfriend yet."
Yang Chen chuckled helplessly, "Back in the village, the neighbor aunt tried to set up with a girl, but she thought I was too poor since I couldn’t afford the betrothal gift. So she stopped talking to ."
"That’s alright, you’ll find your happiness in ti. Now you’re here in the county—just look for a girlfriend right here! Besides, you’re so excellent, you’ll definitely find yourself a good girl!" Ni Qingyao said, comforting him with a smile.
"I’m not thinking about finding a girlfriend right now. I just want to make money and get our family through this rough patch first!"
Yang Chen’s tone was all seriousness—with Dad’s debts and Little Sis sick with cancer, how could he think about dating?
"You’ll get through it—all hardships pass eventually."
Ni Qingyao’s attitude was so steady, she smiled gently as she spoke.
The ntion of making money reminded Yang Chen of sothing important. He looked Ni Qingyao in the eye and said, "Stepmom, I still want to go work as a duck at your massage parlor. I might not be qualified yet, but soon, I’ll be ready!"
Ni Qingyao couldn’t help looking helpless. "Xiao Chen, do you really have to do this duck job?"
"I do!"
Yang Chen was rock solid, "We’re broke. I need to help, and I promised Sis I’d raise Little Sis’s dical money as soon as possible. Let do it, Stepmom."
Actually, Yang Chen was keeping sothing to himself!
He wanted to do the duck job so he could absorb more Primordial Yin Qi; after all, to refine the dicine Pill that could cure Little Sis’s cancer, he’d need to reach the Qi Refining Fifth Stage—and right now he was still at the first stage, way off from his goal.
"Fine, then I’ll test you again. If you et my requirents, you can go. If not, give up on the idea—and never ntion it again!" Ni Qingyao slowly stood, ca closer, and reached straight for Yang Chen’s crotch.
Even though there was fabric in the way, he could still feel the soft heat of her hand. Yang Chen instantly perked up and quickly said, "Stepmom, let’s not do the test now—how about we wait a few days?"
"Oh? Not now, but in a few days you’ll be ready?"
Ni Qingyao gave him a deep, lingering look.
"Yeah, after a few days I’ll definitely be ready." Yang Chen was certain—if he could just break through, he’d et her standards for sure.
"Let’s do it today. Besides, you said we’d test again today."
Saying that, Ni Qingyao gently undid Yang Chen’s waistband, pulled down his pants, and his massive Dragon Root sprang into the open air.
Even soft, that thing was huge—better than ninety percent of guys when they’re fully hard.
In the next second, Ni Qingyao knelt on the floor. Her magical little hand just gave a few light strokes, and the root swelled, swelling up into a beast, standing tall and proud like a furious wild animal.
"Xiao Chen, you’re amazing!"
Ni Qingyao looked up at Yang Chen with a tease in her eyes as her hand began gently stroking up and down.
"Stepmom, wouldn’t it be better to wait a while to test again? I want to work on my stamina for a bit. I swear, I’ll pass your test then."
Yang Chen’s breath was already rough, but his tone was serious.
"Nope. We test today!"
Truth was, Ni Qingyao herself didn’t want Yang Chen to do duck work.
Enforcing the test now was more of an excuse; this way, she could collect his essence and help her daughter get so real rest.
"But, I’m not ready!"
Yang Chen made a wry face.
"Nothing to get ready for—I’m starting!"
With that, Ni Qingyao opened her mouth, bent down, and took his huge Dragon Root right between her lips.
"Hsss!!"
Yang Chen sucked in a sharp breath, almost lting into the bench as if all the energy had left his body.
God, that felt good!
He shivered in tiny waves, glancing down—seeing his stepmom on her knees, he was nearly ready to explode just from the sight.
Today, with her apron and high ponytail, Ni Qingyao wasn’t as sexy and seductive as last night.
But now she looked every bit the sweet wife and homaker, and that hit him so much harder.
Compared to Stepmom in the sexy nightgown last night, he liked her much more right now. That gentle, virtuous vibe made him want to utterly conquer her.
He reached out and laid his hand on her silky hair, gently stroking.
Feeling his encouragent, Ni Qingyao beca more eager, swirling her tongue while her hand fondled his balls...
In the middle of the dining room, a stunning woman in an apron was kneeling on the floor serving her stepson—downright indecently hot.
Click!
Just as the two of them were imrsed in that blissful mont, the door burst open—Yang Xiao, who’d left, suddenly walked back in.
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