Chapter 21: The Battle Under the Blanket (Part 2)
What’s the meaning of the universe? Or rather, what’s the meaning of human existence? Lu Li couldn’t help but ponder. Human civilization had existed for thousands of years, a mere blink of an eye compared to the vastness of the universe. The energy released from a single supernova could wipe out the entire Earth’s ecosystem, and a single mistake at CERN could erase humanity from the face of the planet. So why did An Baili have to bite him? Didn’t she know it hurt?
“Little Li, are you uncomfortable?” Sister Yameng was only a fist away from him. They were so close that the air they breathed was hot and heavy with unspoken desires.
Lu Li used his leg to pin An Baili’s head down, preventing her from causing more trouble. Just as he was about to answer, the angry An Baili sucked hard on his sensitive spot, sending shivers down his spine. He couldn’t help but let out a moan, “Ah… No, I’m fine, it’s just my shirt is itchy, I need to scratch.”
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Li pulled the naked An Baili up and had her lie on his left side. He whispered in a voice only she could hear, “Stop moving!” An Baili grumbled and turned her head slightly, mouthing silently: That’s what you get for calling me stupid. She pouted, demanding a kiss as usual. Lu Li said teasingly, “You want a kiss after just doing that?” An Baili angrily pinched his waist.
“Little Li, what are you talking about?” Zou Yameng thought he was talking to her. “Move over a bit, you’re pushing me off the bed.”
An Baili was on his left, Zou Yameng on his right, all three of them under the same blanket. How could he possibly move over? This was a single bed, to begin with. Squeezing any further would turn An Baili into a pancake. Fortunately, Sister Yameng still had some sense of decency and had turned off the light before getting into bed. Otherwise, they would have been exposed by now.
He could only turn on his side, facing Sister Yameng, trying to minimize his “bed occupancy.”
The curtains weren’t completely drawn, and the bright moonlight fell on Zou Yameng’s face, making her look breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyebrows were slightly thicker than those of most girls, arched and elegant. Her eyes were lively, her lips a bright red. Looking further down, he could see her graceful neck and collarbone, glowing faintly under the moonlight. Lu Li had the urge to bury his head in the crook of her neck and lick the sensitive spot with his rough tongue. If it were Sister Yameng, her skin and sweat must taste sweet, right?
Her gray tank top, having been washed too many times, had lost its elasticity and couldn’t fully contain her ample bosom. The uneven neckline only fueled his desire to explore further. Lu Li’s refractory period didn’t last long, and he was shamelessly aroused again, his erection pressing against Sister Yameng’s thigh.
Zou Yameng’s expression shifted. A mixture of maidenly hesitation and a strange kind of anticipation flickered across her face, finally settling into a look of pure desire. Her hand reached down and grasped his erection through his underwear. “Why are you always thinking about that? Can’t you just sleep?”
Lu Li was suffering. Yes, why couldn’t he just sleep? Why couldn’t you just go back to your own bed and sleep?
Zou Yameng didn’t lower her voice, and An Baili, hidden behind Lu Li, could hear everything clearly. Lu Li could even hear the girl grinding her teeth. Don’t be fooled by An Baili’s tearful act of giving him up to someone else that night. This girl was actually the most possessive. If she saw Lu Li being intimate with someone else, she would be the first to explode. As expected, the next second, An Baili pulled down the elastic waistband of his underwear and then suddenly let go, snapping it against his butt. She was clearly getting revenge for her own spanking.
“Little Li? Don’t take off your pants…” Zou Yameng said with a hint of panic. She mistook the sound of An Baili pulling at his waistband for Lu Li taking off his pants. “I’m… I’m not ready yet…”
“Oh, a mosquito just flew into my underwear.” Lu Li’s face turned pale. Damn you, An Baili, are you trying to sabotage me?
There were no mosquitoes in the middle of winter! And how could a mosquito fly into his underwear under the blanket? Zou Yameng saw through his lie but didn’t say anything. She nodded shyly, reached out, and hugged Lu Li, her long leg naturally draping over him. When sleeping with her brother, she was used to treating him like a large stuffed animal, holding him tight and not letting him escape. Her thigh pressed against his lower abdomen, and he could clearly feel the soft flesh of her inner thigh being squeezed by his erection.
Strange, why did Little Li gain weight? Zou Yameng gasped. The more she touched, the more something felt wrong. She suddenly felt a slap on her hand. “Little Li, why did you hit me?”
“Ah, this, my hand is itchy, it keeps moving lately. Sorry, Sister Yameng.” Lu Li was going all out now, making up all sorts of ridiculous excuses.
Is that so?
Zou Yameng became even more suspicious. She pressed down slightly with her hand and heard a girl’s gasp from under the blanket. Lu Li reacted quickly. He immediately imitated An Baili’s voice, “Ow~ Ouch~ Sister, how’s my opera singing? I learned it from a senior in the drama club.”
Zou Yameng’s expression shifted. She wanted to lift the blanket and see what was going on, but Lu Li suddenly had an idea. He quickly pulled her close and said suggestively, “Sister Yameng, I’m so hard, I can’t take it anymore… It’s all because you’re wearing so little.” Sister Yameng, as a young woman, shouldn’t be able to withstand such a direct tease, right? Lu Li hoped she would back down and leave him alone tonight.
But her reaction was beyond his expectations. Her eyes flickered, she bit her lower lip, and a seductive look appeared on her face. “Not tonight, I… I’m not drunk… How about… how about I use my hand to help you?”
This sentence was loaded with information. What did she mean by “not tonight because I’m not drunk”? Did it mean that as long as she had a little alcohol, she would give in? But Sister Yameng, you can’t get drunk, can you? And was the “using her hand” part something she learned from that clueless Zhou Wen?
Lu Li was speechless. He was a fake hooligan, but Sister Yameng was the real deal. Zou Yameng, her face flushed, had already slipped her hand into his underwear and clumsily grasped his erection. “What should I do…” she asked shyly. The feeling of her hand was incredible, not physically, but because of the forbidden nature of their relationship. This girl was his most important family member, the one he had vowed to repay for the rest of his life, his capable older sister, the superwoman of his world. But now, she was taking the initiative, asking him what to do in a soft and pleading voice.
Lu Li felt like he was about to explode. He increasingly doubted the existence of Liu Xiahui, that legendary figure known for his chastity. Was he an alien? A Baltan from Planet Baltan?
Saliva pooled in his mouth. Lu Li, in a moment of insanity, blurted out, “Just move it up and down.”
“…Okay…”
He might be losing his mind, but An Baili wasn’t. The girl was practically grinding her teeth to dust. Lu Li could even hear her curse, “Homewrecker!” The next second, An Baili did something that sent chills down Lu Li’s spine. She also reached into his underwear, trying to wrestle control of his manhood from Sister Yameng.
“So what’s the meaning of the universe?” This was the only question in Lu Li’s mind.
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