Chapter 111: Sister-in-law’s Erotic Dream

It turned out Yang Xun had silently slid inside her while she was fast asleep.

She was stretched completely full below. The sensation of being abruptly filled while deep in slumber was like a thunderclap striking her mind, blasting away every trace of drowsiness.

Xu Qian glanced down to see Yang Xun propped up over her, a sly, wicked grin on his face. His eyes were filled with the smug satisfaction of having gotten his way.

"Asshole! It’s the crack of dawn! What are you doing instead of sleeping?!"

Xu Qian cursed through gritted teeth, her voice raspy and hoarse with the languor of someone who had just woken up.

"Fucking you, of course!"

Yang Xun let out a sly chuckle and began to move his hips. Each thrust was slow and deliberate, yet it precisely targeted her most sensitive spot.

He had woken up and lain beside her, observing his sister-in-law.

Morning light filtered through the curtains, spilling onto Xu Qian’s delicate sleeping face. Her long, raven hair was splayed in a messy tangle across the pillow. Her night slip had vanished sometime during last night’s heated battle, leaving her flawless body completely exposed to the air.

Her fair skin radiated a soft luster in the morning light. The curve of her waist and hips was smooth and full, and her magnificent breasts rose and fell gently with each even breath.

After only a couple of glances, the lustful fire in Yang Xun’s body flared to life.

As if possessed, he reached down to touch his sister-in-law. The moment his fingers grazed those softest petals, he found she was already a flooding, soaking mess.

Without any hesitation, Yang Xun took out his weapon and invaded the battlefield, inch by inch.

"Let me go... Nghh!!"

At first, Xu Qian was still struggling desperately, her hands pushing against Yang Xun’s chest. Her almond eyes, wide and round, were filled with shame and indignation.

However, under Yang Xun’s frenzied assault, it took less than thirty seconds for Xu Qian to go limp, as if her spine had been removed. Her entire body collapsed bonelessly onto the bed, her limbs weak and her eyes glazed over, with not an ounce of strength left to resist.

Seeing that Xu Qian had finally settled down, Yang Xun’s lips curled into a wicked smile. As he continued his slow assault, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered:

"My dear sister-in-law, were you having a wet dream?"

At his words, Xu Qian’s entire body stiffened, and a flash of panic flickered in her almond eyes.

"How did you..."

She was halfway through her sentence when she caught herself and adamantly denied it. "Of course not! Why would I have a wet dream! Stop talking nonsense!"

She sounded resolute, but her darting eyes and the faint blush on the tips of her ears had already given her away.

Yang Xun saw right through her feeble defense and scoffed.

’Not going to tell the truth, are you?’

’Then your brother-in-law will just have to use special methods for this interrogation!’

The next second, Yang Xun’s hips abruptly accelerated. The force of his thrusts became savage. Infused with his True Qi, each slam was like a monstrous wave crashing against the shore, hammering into her deepest core.

"Ahhh!!"

Xu Qian’s whole body arched up, her hands gripping the pillow so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

A violent wave of pleasure, like a bursting dam, completely submerged her.

In less than five minutes, Xu Qian reached her first climax, trembling. She collapsed onto the bed like an exhausted kitten, panting for breath.

Yet Yang Xun showed no signs of stopping. He simply changed his angle and continued his frenzied assault.

"No... no more... I can’t take it anymore..."

Xu Qian’s voice was thick with sobs.

But Yang Xun remained unmoved, his hips thrusting violently as if spring-loaded.

Soon, a second climax followed!

Xu Qian’s eyes rolled back as her body convulsed uncontrollably. She was completely spent, lying on the velvet sheets like a puddle of melted ice cream, lacking even the strength to lift a finger. Yet, Yang Xun was still thrusting madly, showing no signs of stopping.

"Stop... stop it... I’ll talk... I’ll tell the truth!!"

Xu Qian finally broke, begging for mercy through her sobs.

Only then did Yang Xun slow his rhythm. He leaned over to gaze at Xu Qian’s tear-streaked face, a triumphant smile spreading across his own. "Go on," he said. "Did you have a wet dream or not?"

"I did... I did, okay!"

Xu Qian turned her head away, her voice muffled. Her cheeks were so red they looked as if they might start bleeding.

"Who did you dream about?" Yang Xun pressed.

"...You."

The word was as quiet as a mosquito’s buzz, almost inaudible, but to the enhanced hearing Yang Xun possessed at the Third Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, it was perfectly clear.

The curve of Yang Xun’s lips deepened. He lowered his head, drawing close to Xu Qian’s ear, and continued to press her. "What did you dream about, exactly? Tell me the details."

"You... don’t push me!!"

Xu Qian wished she could find a hole to crawl into and disappear. But when she felt Yang Xun’s hips begin to gather power again, she blurted out in a panic, "In the dream... you used so many different positions... And... and you had me leaning against the window, looking at the view outside, while you... did it from behind..."

Before the words were even out of her mouth, Xu Qian suddenly felt her body go light.

She was flying!

Yang Xun swept Xu Qian up off the bed, his hands cupping her round, firm backside, and strode toward the window.

"You... What are you doing?!"

Xu Qian instantly understood, her almond eyes flying wide with terror.

Standing before the window, Yang Xun looked down at the terrified, beautiful face in his arms. He pointed toward the glass pane in front of them, a brilliant smile splitting his face. "Lean over. Your brother-in-law is going to make your dream come true!"

"N-No! You can’t!!"

Xu Qian’s face flushed red all the way to her neck, her voice growing urgent and panicked. "The yard is right outside! Someone will see us!!"

"It’s early. No one will be out there to see."

Yang Xun waved a dismissive hand, his expression full of confidence.

With that, he gave Xu Qian no chance to refuse, pressing her directly against the windowsill.

Xu Qian’s hands instinctively braced against the windowsill. Through the thin sheer curtain, the yard was in full view.

The green lawn, the neatly trimmed bushes, and her sister Xu Yue’s Volvo, parked quietly just below the window.

Morning light spilled into every corner of the quiet, empty yard.

For some reason, as Xu Qian gazed out at the yard—especially when her eyes fell on her sister’s car—an unprecedented thrill coursed through her.

Perhaps it was the transparency of the window, the danger of being discovered at any moment, or the fact that her sister’s car was right there in plain sight...

’After all, the man behind me is legally married to my sister!!’

’My God...!’

This feeling was so exhilarating!

The next moment, Xu Qian felt Yang Xun press against her softest place from behind, then thrust forward violently.

"Ngh... Ahh...!"

Xu Qian was splayed across the windowsill, her arms braced against the glass and her fingers scratching helplessly at the frame. Her entire body shook violently with Yang Xun’s assault.

’This angle is even deeper, even rougher than on the bed!’

With every impact, Xu Qian felt an electrifying pleasure explode from the depths of her soul, like lightning bolts striking her mind and shattering her consciousness.

She bit her lip hard, swallowing every sound, but the trembling of her body gave her away.

As he continued his frenzied assault, Yang Xun leaned down to Xu Qian’s ear and chuckled wickedly. "So? Is it just like your dream?"

"Shut up... Don’t talk... Nghh!!"

The battle grew more intense. Xu Qian’s body rocked continuously with Yang Xun’s rhythm, as if she were being nailed to the windowsill.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the yard, followed by a confused voice.

"Qianqian, what are you doing, leaning on the window like that??"