Flower City Little Dragon King

Hearing that sound, Huo Hui's face flushed red in an instant.

"That slut, tomorrow, she's definitely getting the boot," grumbled Huo Hui, her face red with ire.

Soon, a succession of moans and groans came from next door.

"Daddy, you're so good at this, it feels so good for baby..."

Han Ling, her hair damp and dripping, walked in.

"Sister, how about I go over there, make them stay outside?" Han Ling said, somewhat awkwardly.

Huo Hui thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Let it be, it's not easy for Hong Mei. It's hard for a man to come by, let's be more understanding of her."

"Let's hurry and sleep."

Tang Feng glanced around the room, noting the only piece of furniture was a small bunk bed, much too small to fit three people.

"Sister-in-law, I'll just sleep on the floor tonight," he suggested.

"The floor is too damp, bad for your back. Here's what we'll do: Little Ling and I will sleep on the bottom bunk, you take the top bunk, just for tonight," Huo Hui offered.

Having said that, she looked at Han Ling.

"Little Ling, we can squeeze in together. Tomorrow, I'll go with Tang Feng to find a place."

Han Ling quickly shook her head.

"Sister Hui, it's fine. Let's let Tang Feng stay with us for now; we can take our time finding a house, no rush," she insisted.

Huo Hui gave Han Ling a meaningful look.

Han Ling, oh Han Ling, you're probably still hung up on Tang Feng, wishing he could stay here forever, aren't you?

The bedroom light was promptly turned off.

In the quiet room, the two men and one woman on the bunk bed tossed and turned restlessly.

The moans and groans next door seemed to never cease.

"Husband... husband... I'm gonna come... ah..."

A crescendo of excited shrieks, and then the world fell silent.

Han Ling and Huo Hui on the bed both let out a long sigh of relief.

It was finally over.

Oh...

A deep sigh, prolonged and profound, drifted over from next door.

Creak creak.

The bed started shaking again.

"Just can't get enough, huh..." muttered Han Ling, unable to hold back her complaint.

As she grumbled, a fiery itch spread through her insides.

Scenes from just a little while ago kept flashing through her mind.

If only Sister Hui hadn't come back, how perfect that would have been.

While her mind wandered, a soft hand landed on the fullness of her chest.

Like being struck by lightning, Han Ling's body shuddered violently.

The seemingly innocent hand kneaded and caressed her, while another hand slipped past her belly to her thigh, softly stroking.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the face so close to hers in the darkness.

Eye to eye in the blackness.

As her mind went blank, her lips were captured by another pair just as soft.

The sweet scent of breath washed over her face.

The hand on her thigh began to slowly move upward…

Hum.

Han Ling's whole world exploded.

Ah...

She couldn't help but let out a low murmur.

Her body involuntarily inched forward.

The two supple bodies pressed together, caressing and rubbing against each other.

The subdued and restrained whimpers resonated in the darkness.

"Little Ling, do you really want Tang Feng to fuck you?" breathed Huo Hui heavily, whispering into Han Ling's ear.

Han Ling was lost in confusion, her hips gyrating, rubbing against the mirror.

The sound of trickling was unmistakable; the whole place was already a marshland, with the bedsheet soaking in a large wet patch.

"I don't… I don't want to…"

Huo Hui nibbled on Han Ling's earlobe and blew into her eardrum.

Han Ling's body shivered.

Oh…

She tossed her head back in a frenzy, her mouth agape, emitting an unending moan from her throat.

Huo Hui was also lost in confusion, her hips gyrating at an increasing pace.

Uh… Uh…

"Is Tang Feng's thing… is it really big? Have you… played with it?" Huo Hui asked with half-closed eyes, her words coming out in stutters.

Han Ling's head shook, her hair flying about.

"Yes… Yes, it's huge, especially huge. Sister Hui, do you also want him to sleep with you?" Han Ling groped Huo Hui without restraint.

"Sister Hui… if you want, just call him down; I promise I won't tell a soul."

Huo Hui, in her distracted state, instinctively wanted to agree.

But a shred of rationality stopped her.

"No way, he's my little brother, I can't do anything with him… uh…"

Tang Feng, lying in the bunk above, felt the bed beneath him shaking and was somewhat bewildered.

Playing like this, my brother's wife and Sister Han are still messing around.

He leaned over the edge of the bed, peering down below.

Through the faint light from the window, he could vaguely make out some blurry images.

In the picture, two slender bodies clung tightly together, their waists constantly twisting.

He just lay there, dumbstruck, watching the scene unfold, his mind blank.

After what seemed like an eternity, the entire world quieted down.

Tang Feng quickly lay down properly.

However, his mind was incessantly replaying that erotic scene.

Lost in a daze, he finally started feeling sleepy after a while.

Just as he was on the verge of sleep, a sporadic sound reached his ears.

Opening his eyes, he saw a delicate, slender figure clambering up from the lower bunk.

The figure hesitated for a moment before eventually lying down beside him.

His heart raced, yet he dared not move.

The figure snuggled up against him, a soft hand stealthily slipping under the quilt covering him.

Next, his body trembled.

The soft hand found its way into his trousers and gingerly grasped his shaft.

The hand, as if boneless, worked up and down, enjoying itself to the fullest.

The woman played for a bit, apparently unsatisfied, and sat up.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she bent down.

Soon after, Tang Feng felt a warm embrace around him, sending a tingling sensation through his scalp.

He lay there, tensed, as waves of electric currents surged through his spine.

In the darkness, the graceful figure lay there, her head bobbing rhythmically.

Until a tremendous sense of bliss washed over him.

After a short while, the tender touch left him, pulling up his shorts for him, before reluctantly getting out of bed.

Tang Feng lay there, his mind a chaotic mess.

Who could that have been just now?

It must have been Sister Han.

That's what he thought, but he didn't ask.

As these thoughts drifted through his mind, he fell into his dreams.

The night passed in silence.

The next morning, when Tang Feng woke up, he was the only one left in the room.

He rolled out of bed and headed straight to the restroom.

Phew…

Having relieved himself after holding it in all night, he instantly felt refreshed and clear-headed.

Clang.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and then a petite figure walked in.