Boarding Life-Chapter 472

Duan Meng was dazed for quite a while before coming back to herself at Qin Qi’s voice.

She replied a little groggily, "Ah..."

Qin Qi’s lips curled up, planning to push her a bit further, "Miss Duan, if you really need something, you can always tell me, you know."

"After all, I’m your subordinate. As long as you ask, I’ll naturally be happy to serve you!"

Hearing Qin Qi’s words, Duan Meng’s delicate body trembled.

The words—that she wanted to see Qin Qi and have him help her again—were right on the tip of her tongue.

But that stubborn pride still managed to reel her back in.

She let out a little snort. Even in a dream, with not a stitch on her, with traces of imagined filth still lingering on her skin—

She was still icy and haughty as she spoke, "What could I possibly need you for, hmm? Don’t flatter yourself. Serving me, even in a dream, that’s your privilege!"

"If I don’t call for you, you don’t have the right to butt in. Got it?"

Qin Qi’s lips twitched at her words!

This woman, she really is stubborn as hell!

But he couldn’t say much more, so he just said, "Alright, everything goes according to what you want, Miss Duan!"

Then, the dream faded away.

Duan Meng was still in that hotel room, wounded. As she slowly opened her eyes, a look of moody uncertainty swept her face.

She bit her lip softly, thinking silently, "Why does it feel so much worse than before?"

She was tired of this virtual pleasure. In her head, she craved something more real, pleasure that fit her actual body.

And at the same time, Qin Qi’s eyes fluttered open.

As soon as his eyes opened, he realized there was a fair-skinned face right in front of his, watching him closely.

"Oh my, had a wet dream, did we?"

That face—wasn’t it Bai Ying’er?

She was lying right on top of Qin Qi, giggling, not shy at all—her curves pressing into him at every moment, teasing mercilessly.

Feeling that soft, plush sensation—fresh from his "spring dream"—Qin Qi was instantly fired up again.

But he narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "How did you know I had a dirty dream?"

"You kept mumbling, ’fuck you to death, fuck you to death’ just now." Bai Ying’er smiled sweetly. "My dear brother, who were you thinking of fucking to death? Don’t tell me—it was me?"

Just as she finished, Bai Ying’er slid her soft hand under the covers, quickly zeroing in on what she wanted.

She giggled, "They say men get morning wood, but yours is honestly overkill!"

As she spoke, Bai Ying’er snuggled into the blanket, ducking her little head beneath.

While enjoying his little sister’s "service," Qin Qi mulled over what she’d said.

"Shit, did I really talk in my sleep? Guess I actually said what was on my mind in that dream!" Qin Qi thought to himself. "Even if I ruled that dream, now that Duan Meng’s out, I wouldn’t dare say that crap right to her face!"

But, someday soon...

Heh, just wait.

Before long, Bai Ying’er popped her head out from under the blanket. "Good brother, you spent your whole dream wanting to fuck me to death, and I’m still waiting for you."

Qin Qi gave a helpless laugh, "What time is it now?"

"Just after six, plenty of time!" Bai Ying’er’s pouty, spoiled tone rang out.

Qin Qi laughed wryly to himself, "What if mom finds out?"

"So what if people find out? I catch you two doing this kind of thing every morning—has anyone ever said anything? You can’t really say only the officials get to set fires while us common folk aren’t allowed to light a lantern, right!"

Bai Ying’er pouted, her lips all sulky. "Besides, your lamp’s already burning this bright, how can you expect me not to enjoy it too?"

As soon as she spoke, Bai Ying’er didn’t wait for Qin Qi to make the first move.

She just went for it—impatiently spreading her legs, lifting her hips, looking all set to ride right down.

Qin Qi finally understood how starved for sex a woman gets after her period. She was impossible to stop, totally wild; he could only let Bai Ying’er ride him, burning up his sweat.

But the woman clearly wasn’t much of a fighter.

When it comes to taking charge and going all-out, that sort of thing still belongs to the guy.

This little vixen only managed a short while before getting obviously tired; she flopped onto Qin Qi’s body and started begging, "Big brother~ I can’t do it anymore!"

Qin Qi raised his eyebrow.

This little minx was really getting good at acting cute.

Who could resist that?

"I thought you were supposed to be so fierce!"

Qin Qi’s mouth curled up. "In the end, you’re still begging for big brother’s help? All right then, since you asked so nicely, let your big brother take care of you!"

With that, he shifted his body, flipping them over and completely reversing who was in charge.

Pretty soon, the room was filled with wild, breathless moans back and forth!

Before long—

Lin Jie was woken up by her alarm, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she got out of bed. She was heading to the bathroom when the sounds coming from Qin Qi’s room stopped her in her tracks.

"Those two kids..."

Lin Jie bit her lip, listening to those blissful noises, her cheeks growing flush and hot.

She couldn’t help sneaking toward the bedroom door, wanting to press her ear up to listen better. Who would’ve thought—Qin Qi and Bai Ying’er hadn’t even bothered closing the door last night.

Lin Jie barely got close before her body nudged the door open—it swung gently inward!

Instantly, a sizzling hot scene unfolded in Lin Jie’s view.

"Stepmom?" Qin Qi saw Lin Jie appear and smirked, totally unsurprised.

Lin Jie looked a little embarrassed, coughing twice. "What are you kids doing at this hour? So early in the morning!"

Bai Ying’er, still swept up in Qin Qi’s fierce rhythm, moaned with a trembling voice, "Mom, don’t you ruin it for me and my brother. My brother isn’t just yours, you know! Why should only you get to use him and not me?"

"I need my brother too—I want... Brother, hurry up, don’t stop, I need it!"

Her eyes were already dripping with ecstasy, and she couldn’t hold back her urgent words as she felt Qin Qi moving inside her.

Lin Jie knew that look on Bai Ying’er’s face all too well. She herself had plenty of nights tangled under Qin Qi, writhing with pleasure.

All she could say was, "You two better wrap it up soon, don’t forget you have school!"

Then, cheeks burning with embarrassment, she pulled the door shut again.

She had more than one flash of desire to jump into the mix herself, but seeing the time, she finally forced herself to resist.

After all, Qin Qi could handle both mother and daughter easily—if she joined in, they’d probably go at it until noon!

With that thought, Lin Jie could only squeeze her thighs together, listening to those relentless noises from inside while she hurried through her morning routine!

It wasn’t until it was finally time to leave for work that she saw Qin Qi and Bai Ying’er stepping out of the room together.

Her darling daughter, coming out behind them, face flushed deep pink, alluring and radiant as ever.