"Xiaobei, can you help your sister-in-law with something?"
Just as he was about to climb onto the kang to rest, his sister-in-law, Shen Jiawen, appeared at his doorway, her pretty face flushed with shyness. It was already scorching hot in the dog days of summer. Since his sister-in-law was still breastfeeding, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her snowy, full breasts were barely concealed by a semi-transparent camisole, the faint outline of her pink nipples half-visible.
Chen Xiaobei's mouth went dry, and he immediately got hard.
But he knew his sister-in-law wasn't a loose woman. For her to knock on his door in the middle of the night, it had to be an emergency. He hastily pushed aside his wicked thoughts and asked, "Sister-in-law, whatever it is, just tell me. My brother's been gone for almost a year now; you don't have to treat me like a stranger!"
Shen Jiawen shyly lowered her head. She handed a crumpled hundred-dollar bill to Chen Xiaobei and said bashfully, "Xiaobei, Xin Xin woke up wanting to nurse, but for some reason, my milk has suddenly dried up. Take this money, go to Sister Wang's grocery store, and buy a bag of formula to hold her over."
"Your milk dried up?" Chen Xiaobei was stunned, his eyes unconsciously locking onto his sister-in-law's full breasts.
He remembered that his sister-in-law's milk was always abundant. Sometimes Xin Xin couldn't drink it all, and she'd have to express the rest and throw it away. How could it just disappear like that?
Though curious, Chen Xiaobei didn't feel it was his place to ask. He pushed the money back, saying, "Sister-in-law, you should keep this for emergencies. I have money. I'll go now."
"Xiaobei, no! Since your brother passed away, you've been taking care of me and the baby, working so hard and spending so much of your own money. You have to take this. Otherwise, I'll feel too guilty!"
His sister-in-law was determined to shove the money into his hands, but the ground was uneven. She didn't notice a raised brick and stubbed her toe hard against it. A sharp, piercing pain shot through her, and with a soft cry, she pitched forward.
"Sister-in-law, watch out!"
In the nick of time, Chen Xiaobei lunged forward and caught her in his arms. An overwhelming softness pressed against him. His hand had unintentionally landed under her arm. Her breasts were already large, and being pressed so tightly against his chest, the massive mounds spilled out to the sides. His hand was right on the smooth curve of one. With each of her breaths, the flesh felt like a piece of soft cotton candy, a ticklish sensation that caused the desire he had just suppressed to flare up once more.
As for Shen Jiawen, she was in an even more flustered state. She was no virgin, and after being widowed for so long, her lonely heart had long since grown parched and thirsty. Most importantly, she liked Chen Xiaobei. She liked him a great deal.
A year ago, just as Shen Jiawen was about to give birth, her husband, Chen Xiaoshan, and her parents-in-law had died in an accident. As the adopted son of the Chen Family, Chen Xiaobei had no real obligation to take care of his sister-in-law. But Chen Xiaobei, who was in college at the time, chose to drop out to repay his family's kindness. He returned to the godforsaken Shanhe Village, where he farmed the land and took care of his sister-in-law's daily life.
At first, living together was awkward and uncomfortable for both of them. But with the birth of Xin Xin, and seeing how Chen Xiaobei treated her daughter as if she were his own, the last vestiges of distance in Shen Jiawen's heart were completely washed away.
Sometimes, Shen Jiawen would think that she would have to work like a horse for the rest of her life to repay Chen Xiaobei's kindness. But when she thought about it, what did she really have to offer? Other than this used body of hers, she was completely destitute.
With this thought in mind, Shen Jiawen would occasionally wear a skimpy nightgown and wander around in front of Chen Xiaobei. But the guy was a block of wood. Never mind getting any ideas, he didn't even have the courage to look her straight in the eye. Every time Shen Jiawen washed Chen Xiaobei's underwear, she would notice faint stains left on them. Chen Xiaobei would rather secretly relieve himself with his own hand than dare to cross the line with his sister-in-law.
After that, Shen Jiawen understood. She had just been pressing her warm face to his cold rear. Chen Xiaobei only wanted to repay his debt of gratitude, nothing more. And so, Shen Jiawen didn't dare to act so provocatively anymore, and she began to dress much more conservatively.
After all, Chen Xiaobei was only twenty-three. Every time she aroused him, he would secretly relieve himself with his own hand. If this keeps up, it's bound to affect his sexual performance!
But tonight was truly an accident. Shen Jiawen couldn't understand what was wrong; her milk just wouldn't flow. Seeing her daughter crying from hunger, she hadn't had time to change before knocking on Chen Xiaobei's door.
Who could have thought she'd end up in his arms? Now, smelling the unique, masculine scent on his body, Shen Jiawen felt an intense heat surge through her. She was struggling to hold back! If only I'd been a little more seductive, would he have pushed me away?
The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Her hand began to wander, sliding quietly down Chen Xiaobei's smooth chest.
But just as she was about to touch that firm shaft, Chen Xiaobei pushed her away. His face was beet red as he stammered, "Sister-in-law, I... I'll go buy the formula! You just wait in your room!"
"Xiaobei, there's no need!" A look of disappointment crossed her face. Shen Jiawen pointed to her now-damp chest and said sheepishly, "When I bumped into you, my milk let down. I... I'll go feed Xin Xin now!" As she spoke, she ran back into her room, cradling her breasts with her hands, a deep blush on her face.
Watching his sister-in-law's fiery silhouette disappear, Chen Xiaobei scratched his head in bewilderment. He couldn't shake the feeling that his sister-in-law was trying to seduce him again. After all, he wasn't an idiot. The idea that a simple bump could make her milk flow was completely absurd.
Of course, Chen Xiaobei didn't blame his sister-in-law. She had become a widow after only a few months of marriage, before she could even fully savor the pleasures of the flesh. He could completely sympathize with the loneliness of her empty bed.
And it didn't help that he really liked her, too. She was beautiful and kind, and she was an amazing cook—a perfect example of a good wife and mother. But she was his sister-in-law! The moment he thought of his late brother and his adoptive parents, who had passed away with such sorrow, he knew he could never do something like that.
Chen Xiaobei gave a bitter laugh. Her teasing had made him swell up as hard as the Jingu Bang.
Looks like I'll be relying on Fingers again tonight. If I don't get this out, I'll go insane!
Thinking this, Chen Xiaobei was about to find a quiet corner to take care of business. But just as he turned around, his sister-in-law ran out of her room again. She wasn't even wearing her nightgown. Her massive, bare breasts seemed to weigh her down as she rushed out, calling urgently, "Xiaobei, I think something's wrong with me! My breasts are really swollen, but Xin Xin can't get any milk out. I think they're blocked, and she's not strong enough to unclog them!"
"Then... then what do we do?" Chen Xiaobei panicked too. Her breasts were visibly swelling, the blue veins on them beginning to bulge. If they didn't get the milk out soon, they looked like they might actually burst.
At this thought, he ran to the kitchen, found a toothpick, and said anxiously, "Sister-in-law, it's the middle of the night, so we can't get to a hospital. Why don't you... try unblocking it with this toothpick?"
"Are you trying to kill me?!" Shen Jiawen glared at him reproachfully, on the verge of tears. "Xiaobei, I really can't take it anymore. Could you... could you help me suck it out?"