Just when Chen Bin thought he was about to witness a thrilling live drama, the noise in the room quickly subsided into silence.
Immediately after, Zhao Xinmei's voice, still longing for more, rang out.
"Husband, don't just freeze there, hurry up and continue."
"That... I, I think I'm already finished."
"What?!"
With wide eyes, Zhao Xinmei immediately kicked Wang Jun off her body.
She appeared to be extremely impatient.
"You better get your body in shape during this time. If this happens again next time, be careful or I might cuck you!"
These words caused Wang Jun's face to stiffen, a resolute flash in his eyes, but it was quickly masked.
Then, seeing Zhao Xinmei preparing to get out of bed, Chen Bin hurried back to his own room.
Before long, the sound of the shower came from the bathroom.
It seemed she had gone to take a bath.
Lying in bed, recalling the events that had unfolded in the master bedroom, Chen Bin couldn't help feeling embarrassed for Wang Jun.
To have such a beautiful wife but be unable to perform, could there be anything more agonizing in the world?
The next morning, when Chen Bin arrived at the dining room, Wang Jun and Zhao Xinmei had already started eating.
Wang Jun was sipping his milk, indifferent to Chen Bin's arrival.
Zhao Xinmei wore a soft, form-fitting purple nightgown.
Aside from her ample bosom, her thighs were slender and her waist was delicate enough to be encircled with ease, without a hint of excess flesh.
The beauty mark at the corner of her mouth trembled slightly with her chewing, looking very sexy.
As soon as Chen Bin sat down, Wang Jun stared at him with a serious face.
"I'm planning to transfer you to work in Qingshi County, do you have any objections?"
Chen Bin shook his head repeatedly, suppressing his excitement as he spoke.
"No objections!"
"Don't rush to agree. Let me be clear, in Qingshi County, you will only be an ordinary office worker. If you want to climb up the ladder, you have to rely on your own abilities, and our relationship... you mustn't mention it to anyone!"
Wang Jun said so much to warn Chen Bin.
Not to expect any favors through their sworn kinship.
Chen Bin obviously understood Wang Jun's meaning and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
He had thought that once in Qingshi Town, he could quickly climb up the ranks by relying on Wang Jun, the "big tree."
But now, it seemed that things were not that simple.
At this moment, Zhao Xinmei spoke up seemingly nonchalantly.
"Xiao Bin, your godfather is very busy every day and might not have much energy to pay attention to you. But as long as you work hard, he will surely notice."
While speaking, she even took off her shoes and rubbed her delicate, pinkish feet on Chen Bin's legs.
Soon enough, Chen Bin understood the implication.
Zhao Xinmei supported his move to Qingshi County, and as for the promotion, there was certainly more to come.
Now, the only thing to do was to perform well in front of Wang Jun.
"Godfather, I promise you, I will start from the ground up and never cause you trouble."
Hearing this, Zhao Xinmei nodded slightly and gave Chen Bin an approving look.
Wang Jun was also slightly taken aback.
He never expected that this useless godson could actually hold a bit of the panache he himself had back in the day.
"Hmph! Then just wait for me at home; I'll come over soon to help you out."
After dinner, Wang Jun went to work.
With nothing else to do, Chen Bin could only resort to playing video games in his room.
However, after not too long, a call from Zhao Xinmei suddenly rang out in the living room.
"Xiao Bin, come here, I can't get up!"
He put away his phone and headed to the living room.
The sight before Chen Bin completely stupefied him.
Zhao Xinmei was wearing a tight home outfit, doing a split on the yoga mat.
Sweat slowly dripped down her stunningly beautiful face, sliding along the deep cleavage and gradually disappearing from view.
With each breath, the twin peaks of White Jade on her chest quivered slightly like two large water pouches.
The slender waist lacked the bloated plumpness of a married woman.
The perfect, round buttocks resembled tempting, juicy peaches, looking all the more enticing.
Such a busty, wasp-waisted and round-bottomed figure was fatally attractive to any man.
Inadvertently, Chen Bin's heart filled with curiosity.
What would it feel like to have such a perfect woman beneath him?
Seeing Chen Bin staring blankly at herself, Zhao Xinmei seemed somewhat anxious.
"Xiao Bin, come over quickly and give me a hand; my legs are numb."
Seeing the plea on her face, Chen Bin didn't dare hesitate.
He immediately went up to gently support Zhao Xinmei and helped her sit down beside the sofa.
It has to be said, a beauty really is different, even her sweat carried a beguiling scent.
Alone together in a room, facing Chen Bin's increasingly fervent gaze, Zhao Xinmei felt somewhat uneasy.
"Xiao Bin, thank you so much just now. I'm going to take a bath; you carry on with what you're doing."
Having said that, Zhao Xinmei went back to her room, grabbed a nightgown, and limped into the bathroom.
She took off the tight home outfit and unfastened her stuffy, damp bra.
A pair of snow-white, round, droplet-shaped breasts, like two liberated big white rabbits, joyfully bounced and were quite adorable.
After pulling off the lacy panties, Zhao Xinmei tossed them together with her bra into the nearby laundry basket.
Turning on the shower, the warm water flowed down from her hair, and only then did she let out a comfortable sigh.
But then she frowned again.
"The way Xiao Bin looked at me today seemed even more explicit than yesterday. Could it be that he... I must be overthinking; no matter what, we're mother and son; that kind of thing can't happen..."
Although she said this, Zhao Xinmei, without realizing it, thought of Chen Bin's erection.
She swallowed, her throat feeling somewhat dry, her face betraying a look of longing.
"If he could stay in Gao Wanjun's room for three hours, he must have good stamina. If only Old Wang could be like him, that would be great."
Murmuring to herself, Zhao Xinmei slowly opened the bottom door of the washstand and took out a brand-new fairy stick.
Just a few light rubs over her sensitive area, and juices started to seep out slowly.
Inserting the fairy stick inside, she gently pressed the switch, and Zhao Xinmei couldn't help but moan.
"Husband, fuck me..."
However, as the fairy stick whirled madly, the image of Wang Jun in her mind gradually started to blur...