Tong Jiahui picked up a piece of fish and placed it in Zuo Jing's bowl, smiling: "Jingjing, try this. I know you like to eat fish. Yingying has been learning to cook it for a long time. At first, her attempts were either too salty or still raw inside. It was tough for me as a mother—I've tried all kinds of dishes. Who made Yingying want to learn, right?"
Zuo Jing took a bite and found the taste acceptable. Without looking at Bai Ying, he said: "It's not as good as Mom's. I still prefer your cooking. How about you cook for me tomorrow? I miss it."
Tong Jiahui sighed: "I haven't been in a good state lately. You don't know—Yingying pesters me every day to sleep with her. She keeps telling me about your past. We laugh and cry together, but it makes me sad and worried. I can't sleep well at night. Let's do it another day. Mom will definitely make you a delicious meal soon. Come on, Jingjing, how do you like this eggplant? Yingying worked in a hotel kitchen for free for a week just to learn this dish. She tried it as soon as she got home..."
Zuo Jing interrupted: "Mom, I will never forgive Bai Ying. She changed her heart long ago."
Tong Jiahui glanced at Bai Ying, her own daughter, and turned back to Zuo Jing: "Yingying is sorry for you, and our entire Bai family is sorry for you. Yingying has been spoiled by me since she was a child. It's my fault as a mother—I'm useless and haven't educated her well. But she truly knows she's wrong. I've been with her for a whole year and seen it all. Can't you give her another chance?"
Bai Ying began to cry: "Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I—"
Tong Jiahui cut her off: "Shut up! Go get another bottle of wine. I'll drink with Jingjing. How could I raise a daughter like you? Jingjing has been so good to you. I still remember the first time you brought him home—tall, big, and only knew how to smile foolishly. I liked him at first sight. What were you thinking? Are you possessed by a ghost? Humph! I'll deal with that bastard named Hao when I get back. How dare he harm my daughter?"
Zuo Jing took a large sip of wine, his eyes bloodshot and tearful: "Mom, it takes two to tango, don't you know? I was in a daze in prison for a long time. I hated her and hated myself for not stabbing that old dog to death. But now that things have come to this, I can only blame myself for being too stupid and too weak. I'll get a divorce now, then go find the old dog. This time, I won't stab him wrongly..."
Tong Jiahui waved her hand, stopping Bai Ying from standing up, and said: "Murder is against the law. That old man deserves to die—he hurt my daughter—but you can't get into trouble again. Listen to me, I'll help you."
Zuo Jing suddenly grabbed Tong Jiahui's hand: "Mom, I knew it. You're the best to me. We're both mothers. Why would Li Xuanshi do that to her son? Just for that meaty cock? Mom, Mom... Jiahui, I've wanted to call you that for a long time. I want a divorce. I like you. I want to be with you."
This was a confession of love. Tong Jiahui panicked: "Jingjing, let go! You're drunk. Do you know what you're saying?"
Zuo Jing shook his head: "I'm not drunk. Of course I know what I'm saying. The two people I loved most could do something like that to hurt me. If they can do it, why can't I? I don't care about morality or rules anymore. I like you. I've liked you since the first time I saw you. I liked Bai Ying back then, and I like you too. You've captivated me. Jiahui!"
Zuo Jing suddenly pulled Tong Jiahui into his arms and kissed her. Bai Ying was shocked. Tong Jiahui struggled desperately, her mouth full of saliva from the kiss. Embarrassed and annoyed, she anxiously bit Zuo Jing's lip. Zuo Jing screamed in pain, and Tong Jiahui quickly broke free. Without thinking, she slapped him: "Are you crazy? I'm your mother, and your wife is still here!"
Zuo Jing covered his mouth with one hand and his face with the other, moving closer to Tong Jiahui's face. She dodged and almost fell. Zuo Jing leaned in and whispered in her ear: "I'm going to your room to sleep tonight."
He ignored the shocked mother and daughter and went to the bathroom to shower. A few minutes later, he emerged naked. Tong Jiahui quickly covered her eyes but still saw everything. Zuo Jing was confident now—practicing diligently for half a year had transformed him. He was full of energy, especially his "little brother," which had grown remarkably.
Bai Ying watched Zuo Jing walk into her mother's room, her eyes twinkling with joy and melancholy. She could imagine all the changes Zuo Jing had undergone after being hurt, but she hadn't expected this.
Tong Jiahui, believing she was dreaming, pulled Bai Ying aside: "Did he become overly stimulated? How did he become like this?"
Bai Ying shook her head: "I don't know."
Tong Jiahui glared at Bai Ying: "Look at the trouble you've caused! You've made everyone uneasy just for that little space under your legs. If your dad knew what you and Old Man Hao did, he'd be furious! He's gone crazy now. You girl—what should I do? Why can't you control yourself? I'm asking you, why is that old thing bigger than Jingjing's? Are you not satisfied with Jingjing's size? Tell me the truth!"
Bai Ying blushed: "Mom, it's not like that. Jingjing wasn't like this before—not this big. I don't know why. Please don't ask. Mom, you have to help me. I don't want to leave him. He's mine."
Tong Jiahui snapped: "He's yours? Who can you blame if you throw him away? How can I help you? Let me sleep with her? Are you crazy too? Are we all crazy together? Just let me calm down. I'm going back to plan how to deal with that old bastard named Hao. I'll leave tomorrow."
Bai Ying: "What should I do then?"
Tong Jiahui: "Stay here and follow him. Follow him wherever he goes. Ask him about everything he does. Whatever he says is the truth. Don't act on your own and treat everyone as fools, okay?"
Bai Ying: "Okay, Mom... will you sleep with me tonight?"
Tong Jiahui screamed: "Bai Ying, what are you thinking?!"
Bai Ying: "Mom, I don't mean anything else. I'm just asking."
Tong Jiahui: "Asking is no use. Let's go to bed early. I'll leave tomorrow morning. You're crazy!"
Later that night:
After the mother and daughter finished cleaning up and showering, they went back to Bai Ying's bedroom and lay down. Not long after, Bai Ying made sure her mother was asleep, quietly got out of bed, and left the room. Behind her, Tong Jiahui slowly opened her eyes...
Bai Ying went to the bathroom first, rummaged through the washing machine to find a pile of clothes, and slowly changed into them. She looked in the mirror, gave herself an encouraging look, then walked toward Tong Jiahui's bedroom, opened the door, and went in...
In Tong Jiahui's bedroom:
Zuo Jing couldn't sleep either. When Bai Ying pushed the door open, he sat up, turned on the light, and was startled: "Bai Ying, what are you doing? Why are you wearing your mother's clothes? Hey, hey—I told you not to mess around. What do you want? Don't come over here!"
Bai Ying closed the door, rushed over, hugged Zuo Jing, and wouldn't let go. She whispered in his ear: "Jingjing, Mom will sleep with you, okay? These are the clothes Mom wore during the day—all of them, including underwear."
She started kissing him and said between kisses: "Jingjing, Mom likes you too!"
Zuo Jing pushed Bai Ying's shoulder but didn't move: "Bai Ying, I warn you—don't mess around. I haven't forgiven you yet, and I'm not interested in you."
Bai Ying ignored him, kissing and licking his neck and chest. One hand reached down and grabbed his erect cock, gently stroking it. Zuo Jing frowned: "Bai Ying, have you been trained to be so slutty by that old dog? Do you think I'll like it? In my eyes, you're already as dirty as can be. It's useless no matter what you do. Don't you feel disgusting?"
Bai Ying felt a pain in her heart. She raised her head and looked at Zuo Jing with complicated eyes. Suddenly, she raised her hand to dim the light and said: "Jingjing, call me Mom. I am Jiahui's mom..."
As she said this, she slowly licked downward...
Zuo Jing scolded: "Are you so cheap?"
The long night:
Zuo Jing played it safe, pretending he was being forced. Bai Ying exerted all her strength, rising and falling on Zuo Jing's waist, swallowing every surprise. When she was exhausted, she ground back and forth to recover her strength, then raised her hips and lowered them again. The sex went on for hours. Bai Ying lost count of how many times she orgasmed. Her legs were sore and weak. She lay motionless on Zuo Jing's chest, panting heavily.
"Why haven't you cummed yet?""You can't do it anymore?""Yeah, I want to sleep.""Who allowed you to sleep?"
He sat up and pushed Bai Ying back: "Slut, I'm going to fuck you to death tonight. Don't you like this? Tonight, you'll know how good I am..."
Bai Ying didn't know how many times she fainted from being fucked before Zuo Jing finally let her go. He poured his last load directly into her mouth, pinching her nose to make her swallow it. Then they stopped and went to sleep, not even bothering to shower.
The next day:
It was already noon when Zuo Jing opened his eyes to see Bai Ying, hugging him, sleeping soundly, her saliva dripping onto his chest. Zuo Jing pushed away the limbs on his body, thinking angrily: It's all that damn secret book's fault. He had planned to be hard-hearted and cruel to the end, insulting and torturing this bitch, but ended up letting her take over when he wasn't paying attention. After doing it so many times last night, he actually had a morning erection when he woke up. It was too weird. Zuo Jing was a little scared and made up his mind to work harder to practice the secret book in the future!
Looking at the naked beauty beside him, Zuo Jing hesitated for a second, then turned over and straddled her chest. He stretched out his hand, raised his hips slightly, and thrust his "little brother" into the little mouth that had fascinated countless people. Bai Ying opened her eyes and stared at Zuo Jing. Once fully awake, she began to cooperate, letting him play with her...
After they got up and washed, they found a note left by Tong Jiahui in the living room. She had already returned to Beijing. Was she scared by herself? She left without saying goodbye, but Zuo Jing didn't regret it. He had wanted to do that for a long time. He hadn't dared before and could only express his feelings with respect. Now, Zuo Jing decided he couldn't be a coward anymore. Bai Ying was so brave—how could he compare to her? She had the capital to act recklessly, and now, so did he!
Zuo Jing said to himself in the mirror: "Keep going. You have to live a better life than them!"