Su Yu's words, "Since you're husband and wife, you have to kiss mouth to mouth, and it has to be a deep kiss," made the already strange atmosphere in the living room even more explosive.
What kind of parents show affection in front of their children?!
"Su Yu! You crazy woman! You have no shame!"
Wang Xiulan's screams turned hysterical.
At this moment, she could no longer maintain her noblewoman demeanor, and her body, wrapped in the cheongsam, trembled violently with anger.
She pointed at Su Yu, her fingers trembling: "You've completely disgraced the Lin family!"
Lin Zhe also thought his wife had gone mad.
This suggestion has gone far beyond the realm of a game; it is a blatant insult to his mother and a provocation to his father.
But when Lin Zhe looked at Su Yu's face, which was breathtakingly beautiful with a faint smile, he felt not anger.
Rather, it was a mixture of fear and morbid expectation.
Lin Zhe was surprised to find that he wanted to see what would happen next.
Lin Jianguo, the absolute authority in the family, surprisingly did not get angry.
He paused for a moment, then slowly curled the corners of his mouth upwards, forming a smile that was both aggressive and playful.
Lin Jianguo stared straight at Su Yu, his eyes seeming to say:
That's interesting, really interesting.
This daughter-in-law was far bolder than he had imagined, and knew better how to arouse a man's deepest desires.
She was not a docile canary, but a leopard who knew how to challenge the lion's authority with her claws and seductive charm.
This made him feel more excited than ever before.
Lin Jianguo lived his entire life in pursuit of power and desire.
He was ruthless and decisive in the business world, and accumulated a lot of wealth.
In his private life, his desires, like his career, are expansive.
He was naturally energetic, and his penis, hidden deep under his trousers, was still full of power even as he approached fifty, yearning to conquer and roam.
However, his wife, Wang Xiulan, was like a block of ice that could never be warmed.
To be honest, Wang Xiulan was beautiful and dignified enough to be the perfect Mrs. Lin in social situations.
But in bed, she was as conservative as a medieval nun.
Every time Lin Jianguo made love to her, Wang Xiulan felt like she was completing a task she had to do; her body was stiff and she didn't respond at all.
As Lin Jianguo's thick penis moved in and out of her body, she didn't feel the intimate embrace of flesh and water, but only the perfunctory routine.
Lin Jianguo desperately wanted Wang Xiulan to scream and writhe like a harlot, and he longed for her to open her legs and rub her huge breasts, which were no less impressive than her daughter-in-law's, against his chest.
But all of this is just a fantasy.
Years of suppressed desires gradually distorted Lin Jianguo's psyche.
The more unattainable something is, the more people want to possess it.
Lin Jianguo began to yearn for a more exciting and taboo relationship.
He needs a woman who can ignite him, challenge him, and even conspire with him.
Su Yu's appearance filled the void in his heart.
Lin Jianguo noticed her the first time she walked into the house a few years ago, wearing a tight-fitting dress.
That stunning face, those amazing breasts, those long, beautiful legs, that slender waist, and those expressive eyes that gleamed with ambition and resentment.
From that moment on, Lin Jianguo felt that Su Yu and he were the same kind of people.
Until tonight, from that burgundy nightgown to this even more revealing black lace dress, and then to the command to force himself to kiss his wife deeply, every step Su Yu took precisely struck the beat of Lin Jianguo's desires.
Lin Jianguo became even more convinced of his judgment.
He knew that Su Yu wasn't humiliating Wang Xiulan, but rather it seemed like she was extending an invitation to him.
An invitation to a dance of power, ethics, and desire.
"Absurd! I absolutely refuse!"
Wang Xiulan was still screaming, trying to put up a last stand.
Lin Jianguo slowly stood up, his tall figure exuding an undeniable sense of oppression.
He ignored his wife's protests and instead turned his gaze to his silent son in the corner.
Just then, Lin Zhe spoke up.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a sharp blade, piercing through Wang Xiulan's defenses.
"mom."
Lin Zhe raised his head, looking at his mother with a complicated expression:
"When Su Yu kissed you just now, didn't you bring up the rules of the game? Why can't you do it when it's your turn? You used my situation as an excuse before, how come you can't even do this?"
These words were like a resounding slap across Wang Xiulan's face.
Yes, just now she used the "rules of the game" to force Su Yu to change into revealing pajamas, and she also used the "king's command" to enjoy the pleasure of humiliating her daughter-in-law.
Now that it's your turn, you want to back out?
She couldn't lose her "dignity" in front of her son and that bitch.
Wang Xiulan's face turned from red to white, and then from white to green.
Speechless at his son's words, his chest heaved violently. Finally, like a deflated balloon, he slumped down, closed his eyes, and said in a trembling voice:
"...good."
One word declared her complete surrender.
Lin Jianguo suddenly smiled.
In the next instant, he walked up to his wife and put his arm around her waist.
Wang Xiulan's body stiffened instantly, filled with resistance.
But now, it's futile to resist.
Lin Jianguo commanded, "Look at me."
Wang Xiulan reluctantly opened her eyes.
Then, Lin Jianguo lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.
This was not a gentle kiss, but a kiss full of possessiveness and theatricality.
His lips roughly pressed against Wang Xiulan's lips, his tongue forcefully prying open her teeth and penetrating deep inside.
Wang Xiulan's mind went blank.
She let her husband's fleshy tongue stir her own tongue, mixing with each other's saliva, drawing circles in her mouth.
How many years has it been since they last kissed like this?
Wang Xiulan could clearly feel her husband's tongue swirling and exploring in her mouth, carrying a strong smell of alcohol and tobacco, full of male aggression.
This disgusted her, yet she was powerless to resist.
Throughout this process, Lin Jianguo's eyes never left Su Yu.
Consumed by desire, he kissed his wife deeply while staring intently at his daughter-in-law with his dark, burning eyes.
That look seemed to say: Look closely, this is power. I can treat her like this, and I can treat you the same way. The fire you started is now burning; do you dare to continue playing this game?
Su Yu met Lin Jianguo's gaze without flinching.
She even stuck out her tongue and gently licked her bright red lips.
This extremely provocative action made Lin Jianguo's blood boil instantly.
In an instant, he tightened his grip on Wang Xiulan's waist and kissed her more deeply and roughly.
This caused Wang Xiulan to occasionally let out a soft moan or groan, a sound that no one else could possibly hear:
"...Uh-huh..."
For Lin Zhe, this scene was both hell and heaven.
He watched helplessly as his father, in an almost violent manner, French kissed his mother.
He saw my mother's snow-white neck being forced to tilt back.
He noticed her collarbone trembling slightly beneath the neckline of her cheongsam.
He saw her father's large hand resting on her waist.
Lin Zhe had never seen Wang Xiulan like this before.
In my memory, that woman who was always dignified, stern, and even somewhat frigid was now having her lips pried open, allowing a man's tongue to ravage her inside.
A glistening drop of saliva even spilled from the corner of Wang Xiulan's mouth, sliding down her cheek.
The scene was so erotic that Lin Zhe almost suffocated.
He had expected to be angry and rush up to push his father away.
But no.
Lin Zhe simply stood there, his legs feeling as heavy as lead.
The thing between his legs had already hardened into an iron rod inside his trousers.
That shameful erection was more intense than any before.
The large glans pressed against his underwear, sending waves of tingling pleasure through him.
Lin Zhe could feel his heartbeat, his blood rushing, and all his senses focused on that forbidden scene.
turn out to be...
It turns out that when her mother was treated like that by a man, she looked so erotic and so alluring.
This realization struck him like a lightning bolt, shattering the last ethical shackles in his mind.
Lin Zhe no longer felt pure shame; a new, yet twisted sense of excitement rose from the end of his spine and instantly swept through his entire body.
His hidden cuckoldry led him to begin imagining:
If the person being kissed by her father right now was Su Yu, wearing a black lace nightgown...
If the father's hand were caressing Su Yu's soft, large breasts...
This thought sent a shiver down Lin Zhe's spine.
A surge of heat welled up from his lower abdomen, and his penis twitched violently in his pants, with even more fluid spilling from the tip.
Lin Zhe was ashamed to discover that he not only didn't feel disgusted, but even...
It is full of anticipation.
Finally, the long kiss came to an end.
Lin Jianguo released Wang Xiulan, who slumped against the chair like a lump of mud, panting heavily, her eyes unfocused, her makeup ruined.
Lin Jianguo, like a victorious general, wiped his lips with his thumb, then looked intently at Su Yu and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Next round, shall we continue?"