Chapter 294 - 292: Brother-in-Law and Sister-in-Law Sequel

"You look like you’re not feeling well. Do you want me to help you?"

Meng Qiaofei’s gaze darted away, too embarrassed to look at him. As soon as those words were spoken, the air in the corridor fell silent for a moment.

Yang Xun looked at her slightly reddened ear tips. The wicked fire in his heart, which had been suppressed for half the day, seemed to have found an outlet and suddenly surged. He took a step forward, reached out, and gently wrapped his arm around Meng Qiaofei’s waist, pulling her closer to him. The woman’s body was soft, and a sweet fragrance flooded his nose.

Yang Xun’s breathing grew heavy. "How are you going to help me?" he asked, panting.

Feeling the scorching heat of his body, Meng Qiaofei’s legs went weak. She looked up at him with her almond-shaped eyes and breathed softly, "Let’s go to your room."

Yang Xun couldn’t even wait to get back to the room. He lowered his head and captured her soft lips in a kiss. After all, this was the Xu family’s home. He originally hadn’t wanted to mess around with Meng Qiaofei here, but things had already passed the point of no return.

Her lips carried a hint of warm moisture, soft and wet. Meng Qiaofei’s breath hitched slightly. Then, her fingers gently gripped the fabric at his chest as she stood on her tiptoes, deepening the kiss.

The two kissed in the corridor for half a minute before Yang Xun released her, panting. He bent down, swept her up into his arms, and strode toward his room. The moment the door clicked shut, Meng Qiaofei chuckled softly in his arms, her voice carrying a lazy huskiness. "Are you in that much of a hurry?"

"I’m dying from holding it in. Don’t go begging for mercy later." Yang Xun let out a light laugh. He tossed her onto the bed and immediately leaned over, pressing her down.

The two of them made love in the dimly lit room for a long time. Moonlight spilled in through the gap in the curtains, as if coating this passionate battle with a gentle silver edge. Meng Qiaofei’s fingers gently gripped the bedsheets, her fingertips turning slightly white. She occasionally let out a suppressed moan, which sounded exceptionally clear in the dead of night.

By the time everything finally settled down, a layer of pale cyan light had already appeared on the horizon.

Yang Xun lay on his side on the bed, looking down at Meng Qiaofei, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion in his arms. He reached out and tucked the stray strands of hair on her cheeks behind her ear. Moving quietly, he picked Meng Qiaofei up, carried her across the silent corridor, and brought her back to her own room. Half-asleep, Meng Qiaofei felt his movements. She let out a groggy murmur but didn’t open her eyes.

Yang Xun returned to his room, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and went back to sleep.

It wasn’t until broad daylight that Yang Xun finally got up and went downstairs. Xu Yue happened to be coming out of her bedroom, looking much better. Remembering how she had pulled Yang Xun in to seek pleasure last night, her cheeks couldn’t help but flush red. She offered a quick greeting and hurriedly left for work.

Yang Xun felt a bit baffled. He freshened up and headed to the bathhouse for work.

The day passed quickly. Yang Xun had just seen off his last client for the day and was leaning back on the sofa in the breakroom, resting with his eyes closed, when the door was pushed open. Xu Qian walked in wearing high heels. She held a phone in her hand with the screen still lit up, clearly reading some messages.

"Are you rested yet? There are already people waiting early for tonight’s livestream." She handed the phone over to him. "Take a look. Everyone in the group chat is rushing us."

"Even a draft horse doesn’t work as hard as I do," Yang Xun sighed.

In truth, he didn’t actually feel tired. These wealthy women were beautiful and rich, their bodies fragrant and soft. The key point was that every time he entertained a client, he could absorb Primordial Yin Qi from them. Over this period of time, he felt the True Qi within his body becoming increasingly abundant, faintly showing signs of another breakthrough.

Yang Xun raised his eyes and glanced at the phone. The group chat messages were indeed refreshing rapidly. Most of them were asking what time the stream would start tonight and what the theme would be.

One of the messages made him raise an eyebrow slightly: "That brother-in-law and sister-in-law plot last time was so realistic! There was even a catching-in-the-act scene at the end. It was so immersive I felt like I was right there!"

Another message closely followed: "Yeah! Can we have something even more thrilling next time? Like two women serving a handsome guy together. Just thinking about it gets me excited!"

Yang Xun returned the phone to her, his tone tinged with helplessness. "The appetites of these rich women are getting bigger and bigger."

"Who asked you to be so good in bed?" Xu Qian teased with a smile, taking a seat beside him. "Tonight’s livestream isn’t just about getting gifts. The main goal is to sell products."

"Sell products?"

"Yeah, did you forget? We agreed to advertise for my sister. The people in our livestream are all wealthy patrons. A bottle of skincare product worth tens of thousands is just pocket change to them."

"But Ninghua Cream hasn’t even been restocked yet. Isn’t it a bit too early for us to advertise it now?"

"Don’t worry, this is called a pre-sale. The formula is fine anyway. Even if Ninghua Cream fails the inspection, we can just launch a second generation of Ninghua Cream. I refuse to believe we’ll be stuck at a dead end over this." Xu Qian was brimming with confidence; it seemed nothing could stump her.

Yang Xun chuckled. "You’ve got some nerve. If you can’t produce Ninghua Cream when the time comes, I’d like to see what you’ll do."

"That’s why I have you. As long as you serve the rich ladies well and keep them happy, none of this will be an issue!" Xu Qian blinked, her lips curving into a sly smile. "I’ve got it all planned out. Tonight’s theme will still be the sequel to the ’brother-in-law and sister-in-law’ scenario. Didn’t you get caught halfway by your wife last time? This time, we’ll act out how the brother-in-law comforts the sister-in-law after getting busted. Thrilling enough?

"Then, we’ll intersperse product recommendations in the middle of the plot. You’ll hold the Ninghua Cream and apply it on me, praising its effects as you do so."

Yang Xun glanced at her. He had to admit that Xu Qian’s brain really worked fast in this regard. "Alright, we’ll do it your way."

When the livestream started, the lighting in the room had been adjusted to a warm tone, and the camera was focused on the large bed. Xu Qian was wearing a silk slip dress, her long, pitch-black hair cascading over her shoulders. She looked lazy and casual. She leaned against the armrest of the sofa, holding a bottle of Ninghua Cream. The bottle was made of frosted glass, glowing with a mellow luster under the lights.

"Good evening, sisters! Tonight, I’m bringing you something a little different." She shook the bottle in her hand at the camera, her tone carrying a hint of a mysterious smile. "I’ll keep you in suspense for now and reveal it later."

The live chat immediately became active, and gift effects began floating across the screen. It was obvious that many people were already looking forward to tonight’s plot.

"Without further ado, let’s jump right in." Xu Qian set the bottle down, turned sideways, and reached a hand out toward someone off-camera.

Yang Xun walked into the frame. He was shirtless, revealing his lean and strong pectoral and abdominal muscles. Sweat trickled down the contours of his muscles, giving him an air of wild beauty. He sat down next to Xu Qian, the distance between them intimately close.

Xu Qian turned her head to look at him, her voice dripping with coquettishness. "Brother-in-law, why did you come back so late today?"

"I was delayed by some matters."

"What matters? You didn’t go to see my sister again, did you?" Xu Qian leaned forward slightly, her gaze landing on his face.