Qiao San, the clear-featured young man with a strong build hidden beneath his thin exterior, stood in the courtyard splitting firewood. The once prosperous Qiao family had fallen on hard times, with no servants to assist anymore. The eldest brother had been ill for a long time, physically weak, while his wife, a delicate and gentle woman, was clearly unsuited for such heavy labor. Thus, the burden had fallen upon Qiao San.
A pile of neatly split logs already lay on the ground. Sweat streamed down his back as he set down the axe, quickly shrugging off his short tunic, revealing a bare, muscular torso. Years of rough living had given him not only a carefree disposition but also a strong, masculine physique.
“Oh!” Qing Niang had intended to call out, but was startled by Qiao San’s sudden movement, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Her delicate hand froze mid-air, her mind jolted like it had been struck by lightning. Her thoughts, previously blank, were now consumed by an uncontrollable notion: Who would have thought that her younger brother-in-law, who seemed so slender, was actually so well-built? His abdominal muscles were clearly defined, so attractive!
“Oh no, what am I thinking?! Her heart trembled with shock, and her sense of feminine decorum quickly returned, bringing a wave of shyness that felt like a whip to her heart. She gasped for breath as if suffocating, then turned her gaze away sharply.
“Leave this place, leave now!” Her rational mind urged repeatedly. However, the long-suppressed heat and restlessness in her heart seized the opportunity to stir up trouble. Though her mind screamed to escape, her body betrayed her, melting into a soft, helpless state. She could only weakly lean against the cold, hard wall, her mind still haunted by the image of her younger brother-in-law swinging the axe with masculine vigor.
The rhythmic sound of splitting wood continued from around the corner. Leaning against the wall, Qing Niang’s eyes began to wander against her will. Despite her frantic mental commands, her gaze drifted back to Qiao San, watching his sculpted, masculine frame glisten with sweat under the sunlight.
His long, well-defined eyebrows added a touch of boldness to his features; his deep, shining eyes sparkled with vitality. A straight nose complemented his handsome, masculine face, while his lightly tanned skin and tall, upright stature completed the image of a man who, though not a refined gentleman, could still make a woman’s heart flutter.
“Oh!” Qing Niang’s heart leapt again as she noticed two prominent scars crisscrossing Qiao San’s chest, shifting and stretching with his movements.
At this sight, Qing Niang finally understood: So this is the kind of life her younger brother-in-law had been living all along. He had been making such sacrifices for the family! She had always seen him laughing and joking, thinking that being a ruffian was not a dangerous life. Sigh… San Di…
Though scars usually symbolize ugliness and brutality, on Qiao San they seemed to magnetically draw Qing Niang’s gaze. Her delicate hand, which had covered her lips in surprise, even forgot to lower itself. Her heart and soul were captivated, her eyes filled with a dreamy, longing gaze.
Unconsciously, Qing Niang felt as if her spirit had been captured by her younger brother-in-law. A subtle fragrance, like orchids, seemed to drift from between her teeth, swirling around her entranced form.
Time passed, whether it was an eternity or merely an instant, Qing Niang experienced a sudden, new realization: A man’s body could be this—beautiful!
Even from several feet away, the strong, masculine aura seemed to envelop Qing Niang completely.
Her heart trembled, unexpectedly resonating with the most enchanting melody. As her thoughts subtly shifted, Qing Niang no longer felt any shyness about her feelings—they felt natural, inevitable. Her smooth, delicate legs unconsciously pressed tightly together, subtly rubbing from side to side in rhythm with her younger brother-in-law’s movements.
At that moment, Qiao San flung the axe aside. Instinctively, Qing Niang felt a flash of disappointment and prepared to leave immediately. She certainly didn’t want her younger brother-in-law to discover her secret watching. This had already pushed Qing Niang to the edge of what her heart could endure. If anyone found out about this, the composed Qing Niang couldn’t even bear to imagine the dreadful consequences!
“Whoosh—” The lean yet powerfully built young man did not head toward the courtyard gate but strode instead to the ancient well at the corner of the yard. Then, lifting a large bucket of well water, he poured it over his head!
Qing Niang gasped in quiet astonishment. Her tender heart was filled with unprecedented concern—wouldn’t her younger brother catch a chill doing this?
Bucket after bucket of cold water was steadily lifted by Qiao San. His strong, muscular arms rippled with power, each movement striking Qing Niang’s heart like lightning and thunder, sending waves of sensation crashing into her chest.
Water poured down, radiating masculine vitality. Qiao San stood calmly amidst the cold, then naturally turned his body, now facing directly toward Qing Niang hiding in the shadows!
“Oh… how embarrassing!” Qing Niang felt as if pierced by a sharp needle and quickly ducked back into the corner. Her heart pounded violently, refusing to calm for a long while.
“Ah… San Di actually… actually…” Qing Niang’s inner voice stuttered, struggling to articulate her thoughts. Yet the image in her mind refused to fade, rooting itself deeply into her soul as if it had sprouted and taken hold.
How could this happen? How could… Her murmured self-dialogue softly spilled from her lips. Moments later, trying to convince herself otherwise, Qing Niang couldn’t believe her own eyes, repeating over and over in a whisper: “I must be seeing things, definitely seeing things… After splitting so much wood and dousing himself with so much cold water, how could he still be so—aroused?”
At this thought, Qing Niang recalled the embarrassing shape she had noticed in Qiao San’s trousers and, her heart still racing wildly, continued involuntarily: “It must be an illusion. There’s no way it could be that—large!”
Oh no… how could she be thinking such things again?! And when had her own fingers wandered between her legs, squeezing tightly?
The sound of water continued pouring down, each drop reaching Qing Niang’s delicate ears. Curiosity is human nature, and the mature beauty, her mind clouded with desire, found herself edging forward, trembling with mingled fear and anticipation, while instinctively seeking a reason to confirm the truth.
“Oh… Ahh—” First came a trembling inner moan, then an involuntary cry from the depths of her soul. Qing Niang had finally seen the truth—the shocking truth that made her entire body convulse.
The beautiful young woman felt the entire world shrink in an instant, narrowing to just that one point between her younger brother-in-law’s legs. Then, space suddenly expanded outward from Qiao San’s manhood, his impressive endowment towering like a mountain, its fiery image overwhelming her senses, leaving her no escape, neither in body nor heart.
Goodness gracious! Somehow, Qiao San had now lowered his trousers to his ankles. His uniquely magnificent manhood stood proudly skyward, nearly touching his abdomen, its thick, erect shaft glowing with a strange, clear luster, free of unsightly darkness. A tuft of similarly strong, dark hair protected the base, spreading wild patterns across his lower abdomen.
Qing Niang now saw everything clearly. Her mind held only one thought: her younger brother-in-law’s shameful part was probably as long as her forearm and as thick as her tightly clenched fist at the tip… Ah, if only it could fit inside…
“Oh…” Before modesty could rise in her heart, Qing Niang had already let out a moan. Her body involuntarily arched slightly, her thighs tightening around her hand. After a few long, frozen seconds, the exquisite beauty’s burning body finally softened into a melting sensation, collapsing like a pool of spring water onto the ground.
In that moment, Qing Niang—the dignified wife, the composed sister-in-law of the Qiao family—had been struck by her younger brother-in-law’s manhood from afar, experiencing a climax of warmth and tingling pleasure that coursed through her very being.
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