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    “It’s not an option to continue like this. It’s not good for you to stay here. Uncle, you should go.”

    “I know all these things, but I just don’t want to leave. I want to stay with her for a while longer.”

    Who’s talking?

    Qin Yurong was woken up by the sound of talking. She was fucked by Zhang Xiuran, her stomach was filled with his hot semen, and then she fell asleep in a daze. However, from just now, she heard the voices of men talking. At first, their voices were very low, but as they talked, their tone became impatient, and their voices unconsciously became louder, which woke her up.

    She opened her eyes and found that she was lying on a big bed. Zhang Xiuran was sitting at her feet, staring at her side with an unhappy expression. Sitting next to her was Zhang Zhizhen who had not moved for a long time.

    “What happened?” Qin Yurong sat up slowly. Her body was naked under the quilt. She hurriedly pulled the quilt to block the ecstasy, and looked at the two men in confusion, “Why are you together?”

    Qin Yurong couldn’t help but think: A ghost and an exorcist were sitting beside her bed chatting. Is there anything more absurd than this?

    Reality can be so dramatic sometimes. After listening to what the two of them said, Qin Yurong had to admit that there were really more absurd things.

    Zhang Zhizhen saw all her little moves, smiled and pinched her cheek, “There’s no one else here, why are you so shy?”

    Zhang Xiuran quickly came to her rescue, “Girls are always shy. Besides, we have just met.”

    “Just now, when you fucked her until she was gushing wetness and crying, why didn’t you say that you had known each other for a short time?” Zhang Zhizhen sneered.

    Seeing that the topic was developing in an embarrassing direction, Qin Yurong blushed and changed the subject, “What’s going on? You two know each other?”

    “More than just acquaintance.” Zhang Zhizhen pointed at Zhang Xiuran and said, “This guy is my nephew.”

    Next, Qin Yurong was dumbfounded as she listened to the absurd involvement between the three of them.

    Zhang Zhizhen was in poor health when he was alive and died of a heart attack in his twenties. The Zhang family was from a family of metaphysics. After his death, they found a way to preserve his soul so that he could continue to stay with his family because he didn’t want to leave yet. He couldn’t bear to make his parents, who were always worried about him, more sad.

    So he stayed and watched his little nephew Zhang Xiuran grow up little by little. He thought that the rest of his life would go on like this, until one day, he met a girl.

    It was a breezy night. He was wandering around boredly, watching other people’s joys and sorrows. Suddenly he saw a little girl sitting on the side of the road, dejectedly saying to herself: “Why can’t I meet a good man? I really want to have a boyfriend, a handsome boyfriend who belongs only to me. Well, it’s better to be very fierce, like seven times a night.”

    Zhang Zhizhen was amused by her words and followed her all the way back to school. He secretly watched her for several months, and the more he watched her, the more he liked her. Finally one night he couldn’t bear it any longer, and he walked up to her and confessed to her.

    “So that’s it.” Qin Yurong sighed. Who knew that everything started just because of her complaints?

    “Later, my brother-in-law often didn’t come home, and my family was very worried. It took me a long time to find you.” Zhang Xiuran said: “Originally, I wanted to take my brother-in-law away directly, but he refused to leave you, so I was very curious about you, so I pretended not to know and brought you here. Then I became even more curious…”

    Qin Yurong did not dare to recall what had just happened. She looked at Zhang Zhizhen and asked, “Where were you just now? Why didn’t you tell me directly?”

    “He blocked me out. The talisman on the door is very strong. I can’t get in unless he takes it off.” Zhang Zhizhen held Qin Yurong’s face and kissed her gently, “I don’t want to be separated from you, baby, don’t be angry with me, okay?”

    What happened to her and Zhang Xiuran made Qin Yurong feel guilty. She promised Zhang Zhizhen that she would not be angry. Zhang Xiuran was not willing to be alone. He also came to her side and kissed her forcefully, “I am different from my uncle. I also have the value of existence. Take me with you.”

    Qin Yurong was so fascinated by his kiss that the quilt covering her body disappeared at some point. She was lying naked between them, with no chance to refuse.

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    That’s it for this article. The next one will return to the apocalyptic era of obscenity, and it will be a super pornographic plot. On this hot day, you just have to have sex heartily.

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