Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 50: Let Me Die, Kill Me

Staring at the tender, crimson bud, Chen Xiaobei drew a sharp breath.

This was the second time Xia Xue had taken the initiative to ask for it. As a model young man with the manners of a gentleman, when faced with such a situation, how could he not fulfill her wishes? Ever since he’d been played by Luo Qingcheng, Chen Xiaobei had concluded that only a fool wouldn’t take advantage of an opportunity. Xia Xue was a rare beauty, and if he missed this chance, he would have nowhere to cry his regrets.

"Hmph! You forced my hand." A cold smile touched Chen Xiaobei’s lips.

He promptly unbuckled his belt, and his powerful erection was immediately exposed to the air.

"Ah! It’s... it’s so big!" Xia Xue’s lips parted slightly, and her delicate body trembled. Fear surged through her nervousness.

Truth be told, Xia Xue was terrified. But she was more afraid of being beaten by her husband—the extreme conflict caused her unbearable pain at this moment. Heart-wrenching tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Just then, Chen Xiaobei moved over her. To Xia Xue’s surprise, he didn’t act like those brutish men who simply took what they wanted by force. Instead, he gently caressed her cool face and said, "Sister, I’ll take good care of you. You don’t have to be afraid."

With those words, Chen Xiaobei leaned down and kissed her thin lips.

"Ooh..." Xia Xue’s body quivered as if zapped by electricity.

Chen Xiaobei’s kiss was feather-light. She couldn’t feel a hint of pain, only a sweet pleasure. Because he hadn’t drunk any alcohol, there was no strange taste in his mouth. It was unlike those crude beasts from before, whose advances she had found unbearable. In an instant, her nervousness eased substantially.

Chen Xiaobei gently pried her lips open and slid his tongue inside. As their tongues intertwined, Sweet Dew slid past her crimson lips. Instead of the familiar disgust of days past, Xia Xue felt an increasing sense of pleasure and relaxation.

Soon, she found herself unconsciously wrapping her arms around Chen Xiaobei’s waist. His waist wasn’t bulky and laden with flab like those of the brutes she’d known. It was firm and strong, even boasting four distinct abdominal muscles.

What woman doesn’t like a handsome and gentle man? In that instant, Xia Xue realized she was wet. Truly wet, not from a forced, physiological reaction.

"Mm... ah... Mr... Mr. Chen..." Xia Xue exhaled a fragrant breath, letting out a pleasant moan.

"Don’t call me Mr. Chen," Chen Xiaobei said, lifting his head to gaze radiantly at her. "Call me Xiaobei. Think of me as your lover, and forget all the pain that has made you unhappy."

Xia Xue’s beautiful eyes stared, stunned.

Lover. For a woman like her, that word was far too remote, too alien. Ever since she married He Lisan, she had been trapped in an endless nightmare. She was nothing more than a tool for He Lisan to trade for power, treated worse than the prostitutes outside. At least those prostitutes got paid for their services. And her? He Lisan privately called her worthless trash. She was used and discarded without a penny to show for it, yet she still had to cook for that beast every day while putting on a façade of a loving couple in public.

Xia Xue was truly fed up with this life. So when she heard Chen Xiaobei’s gentle words, asking her to call him her lover, she completely succumbed, even if she felt it was a lie.

In a flash, she buried her head in his chest, sobbing, "Xiaobei, love me! Please, love me hard!"

"I... I want it... I want..."

The reserved Xia Xue completely let go. Her burning hands seized Chen Xiaobei’s erection.

"Damn..." Chen Xiaobei shuddered. No longer holding back, his large hands grasped her towering breasts. Aroused, Xia Xue’s nipples were already hard and erect, like two crystalline grapes. He couldn’t restrain himself any longer and took one into his mouth.

"Mmm, ah... That feels... so good, so comfortable!"

Xia Xue’s body was incredibly sensitive. Her hips trembled, and her body nearly arched off the bed. But Chen Xiaobei wasn’t about to let her go. His other hand slid down, crossing her flat abdomen until it reached her stream valley. Five minutes ago, the place had been dry, but now it was a veritable flood, the dam having completely burst.

"Xiao... Xiaobei, I want it! Quick... put it in!" Xia Xue was at her limit, her eyes shyly closed as she pleaded.

"Alright," Chen Xiaobei murmured, kissing her forehead. He lifted her straight legs, aimed for her entrance, and thrust gently inside.

"Mmm, AHHHHHH!" In an instant, Xia Xue let out a deep moan of pleasure. "So... so big... Xiaobei, you’re... you’re so big! I... I feel like I’m going to die!"

"Mmm... Ahhhh!"

COUGH, COUGH, COUGH!

Her trembling moans and heaving chest were accompanied by violent coughing.

This was why he had been reluctant to sleep with her. Her body was too frail; it really could be fatal. In an instant, Chen Xiaobei’s ardor cooled.

"Don’t... don’t pull out!" Xia Xue cried, excitedly wrapping her arms around his waist as her legs clamped down tightly.

"Xiaobei, I beg you, fuck me! You’re the first man who has ever moved my heart.

"Even if you fuck me to death, I’m willing!

"I’ve truly had enough of this life. Even if I die, let me die happy.

"I want you to be my last man. I never want to be fucked by any man other than you again!"

Xia Xue wept, her voice trembling, her expression one of utter desperation.

"Sister Xia, you don’t have to be like this. Life is long. Things will get better," Chen Xiaobei said, a sharp pain pricking his heart.

What a wonderful woman. That He Lisan is a beast, a goddamn beast!

"It will get better, it will!" she sobbed. "But now, I’m begging you, fuck me! Fuck me hard! Let me be a woman, just once, with complete abandon!"

Xia Xue pleaded again, wildly kissing his nipples.

Hiss...

The intense stimulation hit him, and Chen Xiaobei felt like he was going to explode. His hips began to thrust in a steady rhythm. In that moment, a new tempo began, punctuated by the splashing of their fluids.

"AHHHHHH! So... so good! I... I’m flying!"

"Xiaobei, harder! Faster! Fuck me to death! Kill me!"

Xia Xue was completely lost in a frenzy, her eyes rolling back into her head. Her towering breasts shook violently; she was clearly becoming deprived of oxygen.

No, this isn’t right. If I keep this up, Xia Xue will actually die! Chen Xiaobei was startled, realizing he couldn’t indulge her any longer. This woman has lived a life of such agony, she’s truly seeking death.

With that thought, he gripped her slender waist, preparing to stop.

But just then—

"Chen... Chen Wen! You motherfucker! You dare sleep with my wife?! I’m not done with you!"

BANG!

The bedroom door burst open, and He Lisan stormed in with three men in uniform.