Zheng Ping followed behind Afu, but his mind was far from calm, for this was his first time entering the backyard.
Zheng Ping was the son of the city lord of Fengzhou. Although his family wasn't as ancient as the Beiming family, their power was no less.
He was the same age as Beiming Hui, only half a year younger.
He and Beiming Hui were originally just ordinary friends, but ever since he saw Beiming Hui's new wife, Ye Yufei, two years ago, he had been instantly captivated by her.
From then on, he seized every opportunity to get close to Beiming Hui.
Although Zheng Ping secretly loved Ye Yufei, he only dared to love her in secret, knowing that the chaste Ye Yufei wouldn't give him a chance. Moreover, through their continued interactions, he had begun to consider Beiming Hui a true friend.
He only fantasized about Ye Yufei when he was having sex with his wife or concubine.
He imagined Ye Yufei, a woman like a fairy, being fucked like a bitch by his thick cock, reaching orgasm while fantasizing about conquering her.
Gradually, he began to fantasize that Ye Yufei was outwardly pure but inwardly depraved.
Only in this way could he have a chance to fuck the fairy-like Ye Yufei.
He often had his wife and concubines impersonate Ye Yufei to seduce him, imagining her, like them, shamelessly bending over, spreading her cunt, letting him fuck and play with her.
A few days ago, he learned that Bei Minghui and his wife had returned to Fengzhou and immediately prepared to welcome them.
However, after learning that they were with the eldest son of the Long family, he had to give up.
He was extremely saddened not to see Ye Yufei for several days, and after learning yesterday that they had returned, he rushed over today.
Zheng Ping excitedly arrived at Bei Minghui and Ye Yufei's door, then happily called out to them, "Brother Bei Ming, I've come to see you and your wife!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Yufei replied in a languid voice, "Come in!"
Zheng Ping's heart skipped a beat, for Ye Yufei's voice was incredibly alluring.
He was all too familiar with the seductive sounds of satisfaction she had just made under his large penis; his wife and concubine would always speak to him in that same voice after being satisfied by his ministrations.
Could it be that Ye Yufei and Bei Minghui had just...?
Thinking this, his thick penis immediately became erect.
Afu, who had led Zheng Ping there, had just ejaculated inside him, and upon hearing Ye Yufei's voice, his penis became erect again.
He knew very well why Ye Yufei's voice was so alluring; it was because he had just experienced a stimulating orgasm with her wanton moans that even his wife had never felt.
Moreover, the owner of that voice was actually inviting a man into the house. If he didn't know the young master was inside, he would have suspected that the fairy-like young mistress was planning to have an affair.
Afu opened the door, but immediately froze at the entrance. The scene inside and the lingering scent of passion made him unable to move.
Fortunately, the door was large enough, and Zheng Ping walked into the house past the stunned Afu.
However, after crossing the doorway, Zheng Ping also froze at the entrance, just like Afu, because they both felt the same thrill.
In the spacious room, Ye Yufei sat lazily at the dressing table, tidying herself up.
She was only wearing a thin veil, underneath which was a red bodice.
Through the veil, Ye Yufei's perfect back was vaguely visible.
Afu and Zheng Ping completely forgot what they were doing, standing frozen at the entrance, staring at the beautiful sight before them.
Although Ye Yufei, with his back to them, couldn't see their faces, he could guess how intense the lust in their eyes was. Afu and Zheng Ping only stood frozen at the door for a short while, but the image of Ye Yufei's perfect back was forever etched in their minds.
They snapped out of their daze at Bei Minghui's voice. Bei Minghui, seeing their stunned expressions, chuckled inwardly, while simultaneously feeling proud of his wife's charm.
He tapped his head lightly and said, "Afu, the eldest young master of the Long family will be here soon. Go check at the door and let me know when he arrives. Brother Zheng, what are you standing there for? Come in and sit down!"
Hearing Bei Minghui's words, they immediately came to their senses.
Afu gazed longingly at Ye Yufei's retreating figure before reluctantly leaving, while Zheng Ping, outwardly composed, entered and sat down with Bei Minghui at the small round table.
Afterward, Bei Minghui and Zheng Ping began to chat, but Zheng Ping absentmindedly surveyed the room, subtly inhaling the lingering traces of passion in the air.
He also claimed that Bei Minghui had been secretly watching Ye Yufei's back when he wasn't looking.
After chatting for a while, Bei Minghui noticed Zheng Ping's distracted state and knew exactly why.
Then, he said apologetically, "Brother Zheng, I'm so sorry, your sister-in-law is disheveled and you must be seeing her like this. Wife, come and say a few words to Brother Zheng."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Ping immediately looked at Ye Yufei with burning eyes, while Ye Yufei had only just tidied her hair.
Hearing Bei Minghui's words, she stood up and walked towards them.
When Ye Yufei stood up, Zheng Ping could clearly see Ye Yufei's pert buttocks and cleft through the thin veil.
The beautiful sight almost made Zheng Ping suffocate.
In that instant of standing up, Ye Yufei's completely naked back under the thin veil almost made Zheng Ping lose control.
However, considering the woman before him and her husband's status, he immediately suppressed his desire to rush forward and embrace her, to fully indulge in the pleasures of her beautiful body.
As Ye Yufei walked towards him with soft steps, seeing her exposed breasts and fully revealed legs, Zheng Ping felt his penis was about to burst.
Zheng Ping desperately restrained himself, managing to avoid embarrassment; his penis stopped the urge to ejaculate, though it remained erect with arousal.
When Ye Yufei sat down between him and Bei Minghui, he clearly smelled the faint scent of semen and vaginal fluid mixed with her own.
And the instant Ye Yufei sat down, he even vaguely saw, through the thin veil, the dark triangle between her legs and the glistening wetness between them.
Ye Yufei sat between Bei Minghui and Zheng Ping, her face gentle and graceful, completely devoid of the lewd and wanton manner she had displayed when beneath him.
After sitting down, she said apologetically and shyly to Zheng Ping, "Young Master Zheng, I hope you won't laugh at me for being so disheveled. If you don't like it, I'll go change."
Before Zheng Ping could reply, Bei Minghui laughed generously and said, "Silly wife, I like you just the way you are! If you want something even more appealing, you'll have to take your clothes off again, don't you think, Young Master Zheng?"
Bei Minghui's beautiful face held a teasing expression, leaving Zheng Ping embarrassed and unsure how to respond.
Ye Yufei rolled her eyes at him.
"Young Master Zheng wouldn't be as bad as you, doing something naughty in broad daylight, making me so disheveled and embarrassed in front of you. And you've made my back hurt so much, you'll have to massage it for me later."
Ye Yufei said coquettishly, her tone soft and alluring, making Zheng Ping's bones melt.
After Ye Yufei finished speaking, she crossed her legs, immediately revealing a long, slender leg beneath her thin gauze robe. Because her legs weren't fully closed, the triangle area beneath her short bodice was also faintly visible.
The beautiful and alluring scene made Zheng Ping's heart race.
At this moment, he began to recall the times he played with his wife and concubines.
The scene before him was so similar to his imagination that if Bei Minghui hadn't been present, he would have suspected that Ye Yufei was his wife or concubine in disguise, there to tease him.
The beautiful scene caused Zheng Ping's penis to reach its limit, and he felt a dampness in his groin.
But what excited him most was yet to come. Just then, Afu, who had left not long ago, ran back and said to Bei Minghui, "Young Master, Young Master Long is here. He says he wants to take you out for a stroll and is waiting in the front hall."
Zheng Ping felt a pang of regret, for he thought he too would have to leave, and he was extremely saddened. However, Bei Minghui's words once again filled him with immense excitement.
Bei Minghui said to him, "Brother Zheng, I'm going out with Young Master Long in a little while. If you don't mind the trouble, you can stay here and keep your sister-in-law company."
After saying this, he and Afu left, leaving him and Ye Yufei alone in the room.
When only Zheng Ping and Ye Yufei were left in the room, Zheng Ping, facing the fairy he had longed for day and night, suddenly felt at a loss.
His usual methods of seducing virtuous ladies and promiscuous women were all forgotten. He stared awkwardly at Ye Yufei's stunning face and the perfect body beneath the thin veil.
Seeing his restrained demeanor, Ye Yufei knew he was unlikely to take the initiative, so she spoke softly to Zheng Ping.
As she spoke, she occasionally shifted her legs, the glimpses of her dark pubic area completely captivating Zheng Ping.
Looking at Zheng Ping's dazed expression, Ye Yufei smiled inwardly. She wondered what Zheng Ping's reaction would be if he knew she was thinking about how to get him to take the initiative.
Feeling Zheng Ping's peeping gaze, Ye Yufei rubbed her shoulders and long legs, saying, "Your older brother is so mean! He knows I'm aching all over from all that, and he just left without even giving me a massage! It's infuriating! Don't you think so, Young Master Zheng?"
As she massaged, the thin veil over Ye Yufei's shoulders slipped down, revealing her beautiful shoulders to Zheng Ping, making his breathing even more rapid.
Upon hearing Ye Yufei's soft, seductive voice, Zheng Ping nearly had a nosebleed. Imagining the "process" that would leave Ye Yufei with a sore back, he replied expectantly, "Brother Beiming only left because of Young Master Long. Sister-in-law, don't be angry with him. He'll be back soon. Sister-in-law, go find someone to massage you!"
Ye Yufei, upon hearing this, looked at him dejectedly and said, "Who? The servants in the house are all incredibly stupid. Young Master Zheng is from a wealthy family; you can't possibly be asked to do this kind of servant's work!"
(The rest of the text is a fragmented and nonsensical collection of characters and phrases.) Upon hearing Ye Yufei's words, Zheng Ping immediately adopted a righteous demeanor, trying to conceal the anticipation in his eyes, and replied, "If sister-in-law isn't afraid of gossip, I wouldn't mind giving you a massage. I wonder if sister-in-law could give me that opportunity?"
Upon hearing his answer, Ye Yufei immediately smiled happily and replied, "What's there to be afraid of? I absolutely trust Mr. Zheng's character. If Mr. Zheng doesn't mind the embarrassment, I'll enjoy myself."
After saying this, she immediately pulled Zheng Ping's hand and led him to the not-yet-properly-made bed.
Once on the bed, Ye Yufei feigned surprise at the traces of semen and vaginal fluid, then said with a shy expression, "Oh dear! How embarrassing! Your brother was messing around with me just now, and I forgot to clean up. Mr. Zheng won't laugh at me, will he?"
She then looked at Zheng Ping with expectant and shy eyes.
Zheng Ping stared in stunned disbelief at the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid on the bed, inhaling the tantalizing, erotic scent. His lust was now burning within him.