Chapter 97: Sister-in-law’s Proof

"Huh?"

Yang Xun was stunned speechless, his eyes immediately locking onto his sister-in-law.

He circulated his True Qi and observed her carefully for a moment. The faint red glow was still suffused around Meng Qiaofei’s lower abdomen, exceptionally clear.

That unique aura would never lie.

"Sister-in-law, I just checked. You’re definitely a virgin. Your inability to get pregnant is one hundred percent related to this."

The Rejuvenation Medical Scripture wouldn’t lie. Yang Xun’s tone was firm and unwavering.

Seeing how certain Yang Xun was, Meng Qiaofei didn’t know how to explain. With a look of resignation, she grabbed his arm and dragged him into her bedroom.

She walked straight to the wardrobe, pulled open the locked bottom drawer, and took out an exquisite cosmetics bag, which she casually emptied onto the bed.

RATTLE!!

A jumble of items, large and small and in all different shapes, scattered across the bed.

Among them, a sex toy easily a dozen centimeters long lay silently in the middle of the pile, looking particularly... shocking in the sunlight.

...

Yang Xun was completely dumbfounded.

He stood by the bed, staring at the things covering it, his mouth agape. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

He never would have imagined that Meng Qiaofei—who was always so dignified and elegant, so well-read and reasonable, the very model of a gentle and virtuous wife in the Xu Family—was secretly into such... wild things.

Uh...

But that raised another question.

’According to my examination with the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, my sister-in-law is clearly a virgin. How can I explain this?’

He asked doubtfully, "Sister-in-law, have you really used these to... satisfy your needs?"

"Of course!"

Meng Qiaofei nodded without hesitation. Although her face was slightly flushed, her expression was exceptionally serious. Her almond-shaped eyes stared right at Yang Xun, her tone resolute.

Seeing the disbelief still on Yang Xun’s face, she narrowed her eyes, her tone growing even firmer. "You don’t believe me, do you?"

Yang Xun gave a wry smile and scratched his head. "Sister-in-law, I really am having a hard time believing it. I have complete confidence in my medical skills... You could say that my diagnoses are basically never wrong. I am one hundred percent certain you are a virgin!"

HUFF!!

Meng Qiaofei took a deep breath, her face filled with exasperation.

No matter how she explained, Yang Xun wouldn’t believe her. It was just a waste of breath. There was only one other way.

She pointed at the door behind Yang Xun and said, "Then go close the door."

"Huh??"

Yang Xun froze for a second but did as he was told, turning to shut the door.

When he turned back around, he was rooted to the spot.

Meng Qiaofei’s back was to him. Her fair, slender arms reached behind her, deftly unfastening the last button of her shirt. The garment slid silently to the floor like a falling petal, pooling at her feet.

Piece by piece, layer by layer.

There was no hesitation, no wasted motion.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?!"

Yang Xun’s voice was hoarse. He subconsciously took half a step back.

Meng Qiaofei let out a soft huff, turning her head to shoot him a look. "You don’t believe your sister-in-law, do you? Then I’ll just have to prove it to you."

As she spoke, she had already removed her last piece of clothing.

Her stunning body was completely exposed to the air.

Sunlight slanted through the half-drawn curtains, draping over her snow-white skin like a thin veil of golden gauze, gilding every curve with a warm luster.

Her skin was impossibly fair and as delicate as a peeled lychee, glowing with a soft luminescence in the sunlight.

Her waist was slender enough to be encircled by a single grasp. Below it were the full, round curves of her hips, and above it was the proud pair that would take any man’s breath away—full and pert, rising and falling gently with her soft breaths. They were like a masterpiece sculpted by God himself, perfect to a suffocating degree.

The next moment, Meng Qiaofei turned around with a calm expression. Meeting Yang Xun’s searing gaze, she unhurriedly walked to the side of the bed.

GULP!!

Yang Xun’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently. His eyes uncontrollably followed her every move. The string of tension that had been pulled taut in his mind for so long was about to snap.

"Xiaoxun, you’d better watch closely now!!"

With that, Meng Qiaofei slowly lay down on the bed and let her beautiful hair fan out. The dark strands cascaded across the white sheets, creating a stark, picturesque contrast with her snow-white skin.

She glanced sideways at Yang Xun, saw he was still frozen in place, and the corner of her mouth quirked up slightly. She then looked away and slowly closed her eyes.

Her slender, fair fingers began to slowly wander.

From her collarbone down to her chest, she kneaded gently, each touch carrying a practiced ease, a self-possessed air as if no one else were there.

A faint blush soon spread across her gorgeous face, creeping from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and her breathing quietly grew shallow and quick.

"Mmmph~~~"

The soft, nasal sound was like a feather tickling the very tip of Yang Xun’s heart.

He was frozen to the spot, not daring to move, but his breathing uncontrollably grew heavy.

His reason was rapidly collapsing.

’I know I should turn around,’ he thought. ’I shouldn’t keep watching.’

But his feet felt rooted to the ground, unable to move even a single step.

Feeling Yang Xun’s scorching gaze, Meng Qiaofei’s pretty face flushed crimson, and her breathing became much heavier.

This was the first time she had ever pleasured herself in front of a man, so she was still a little shy deep down.

’But when she thought about their relationship, she instantly relaxed. After all, aside from actual intercourse, they had basically done everything else. She had serviced him with her mouth, and he had serviced her with his.’

’She was even thinking of asking Yang Xun to ’borrow his seed’ to have a child.’

’So what did it matter if Yang Xun watched her pleasure herself now?’

’Maybe this act could even bring them closer, making it easier to successfully borrow his seed when the time came!’

With this in mind, she picked up the pink toy from the bedside, her fair fingers gripping it as she slowly moved it downward.

"Sist—"

Yang Xun had just opened his mouth to say something.

The next second, he saw Meng Qiaofei arch her back slightly, her cherry lips pressed tightly together. The tip of the toy touched her softest petals and slowly, bit by bit, began to push inside...