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Wan En's eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were cold: "You are the one making trouble! Hurry and give me the phone, he can't delay any longer!"

Peilin's heart skipped a beat. She knew she couldn't delay any longer. She rushed forward, hugged Wan'en, and dragged her out. She turned around and shouted to Meijing, "Mom! We can't delay any longer. Please, hurry up. We really can't delay any longer."

Wan En struggled hard and shouted angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! Give me the phone quickly, didn't you see the wounds on his body? And the inexplicable thing on his body!"

But Peilin was surprisingly strong. She carried and dragged her out of the house, then slammed the door shut.

At the moment the door was closed, Peilin saw her mother approaching Zhao Cheng hesitantly and reaching out to grab little Zhao Cheng. She felt relieved, but still insisted on holding Wan En to prevent her from making trouble.

"Listen to me, listen to me." As he said this, he slowly pulled Wan'en into the room and closed the door.

Not to mention how Peilin explained the situation to Wan'en, in Zhao Cheng's room.

Meijing was so frightened when she touched the hot stick that she drew her hand back.

"Why is it so hot?"

"Why do I feel that way?"

She squeezed her legs together, her heart pounding.

“I’m doing this to save people. I’m doing this to save people.”

While muttering to himself, he held it again for some unknown reason.

"Hmm~" After holding it again, the numbing and itchy feeling attacked her whole body, and Meijing suddenly collapsed on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong with me?"

Meijing took deep breaths repeatedly, trying her best not to look at the erection. She stood up, walked to the door and locked it, but she felt very uncomfortable and slippery between her legs.

Standing by the bed again, her cheeks flushed, she reached into the inner room, gently took off her already wet panties, climbed onto the bed, knelt down, gently held them, and swallowed them into her mouth.

"Hmm~" A moan was held back in her mouth.

The numbing sensation on the stick became more and more obvious, and a trickle of liquid flowed out from Meijing's hole, sliding down her plump thighs and almost reaching the peak.

"It must be because I haven't done it in a long time."

Meijing's eyes were full of alluring beauty. She was finding excuses for herself. There was a hint of sea flavor in her mouth. She should obviously dislike it, but a strange feeling of excitement rose from the bottom of her heart.

But after a moment, my mouth felt a little sour.

"This is too big."

She muttered to herself, but soon she sat astride Zhao Cheng, holding the Angry Dragon in her hand and thrusting it into the flower.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

An uncontrollable, high-pitched moan gushed out of Meijing's mouth, and her plump buttocks twitched, but moved involuntarily.

"How could it be?! How could it be so powerful?!!"

In an instant, Meijing had forgotten her surroundings, her two daughters, and the mood that she should suppress. Her hands involuntarily climbed up to her own peak and kneaded it hard, while her whole body danced vigorously.

The room seemed to be on fire, the enchanting flames dancing and twisting, sometimes making crisp "crackling" sounds, and sometimes after a brief silence, they would become hot again.

The temperature kept rising, and the room was filled with a fiery environment. The flames, which were usually steady, quiet, dignified and generous, were now releasing their light and heat passionately, wanting madly to burn themselves and others.

Perhaps this was the result of dry wood and raging fire, or it could be the golden wind and jade dew, or it could be the thunder from heaven that ignited the fire on earth. This flame was burning fiercely, but in contrast, waves of coolness were sent into Zhao Cheng's body.

Zhao Cheng's frown relaxed, and Meijing lay on him gasping heavily with another high-pitched moan. This was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it seemed as if all her strength had been exhausted in such a short time.

Meijing's light brown eyes were full of confusion. She reached out her hand and caressed Zhao Cheng's handsome face. She never expected that she and him would come to this point. The big stick under her was hot again and she twisted her body gently.

Even though she knew that he couldn't see, Meijing still glanced at him with a loving face. She didn't know how charming this guy was to make Peilin so devoted to him that she would do such a thing for him.

But then again, isn't that the case with me too?

"Ah!" Meijing cried out coquettishly, frowned and began to twist gently again. She didn't know how she could move since she was unconscious. Was it instinct?

Meijing's face flushed and her heart was beating fast, even her movements were a little distorted. She kept feeling that it was getting hotter and hotter, so hot that even at the top, she was still struggling to jump up.

The plump millstone grinds involuntarily with a tingling and hot feeling, full, substantial, hard and strong. The repeated grinding not only fails to squeeze out any juice, but instead feels like being pounded into the heart. One has to regroup after taking a breath again and again, and fight without declaring war.

Even in a coma, Zhao Cheng's whole body relaxed a lot, but the big stick that brought coolness was held tightly.

So he struggled hard instinctively, but what he got in return was even more severe suppression and shaking, and even a suction force came, trying to make Big Stick surrender.

The big stick was not willing to give in. This was a demon who cheated people's lives. He could not help but fight back and beat the demon, making it scream in pain. He had to stop.

The scorched Dantian became increasingly cool and comfortable, the speed at which the skin all over the body cracked slowly eased, and the speed of slight regeneration caught up, busy repairing itself both inside and outside the body.

In Peilin's room, Peilin who was blocking the door and Wan'en who was eager to get the phone back looked at each other in bewilderment. Peilin could never have imagined that her mother would scream so loudly, knowing that she had been suppressing her voice.

In Wan'en's impression, her mother was heartbroken and self-destructive when her father just left, then she was depressed and forced to smile, then she was gentle, virtuous and confident after she cheered up, and she was caring, patient and taught her children with love.

She had never thought that her mother had this side, and that she would see this side again, but she surprisingly did not feel any resentment. She was the only adult in the family who knew about her mother's hardships and caution.

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Author's words: I'm really sorry, it's so late. I finally finished writing it. This is the last update today.

Chapter 85: Rescue Plan in Progress

Wan'en knew that for her own safety, her mother always carried an electric baton with her, refused all social activities, and never discussed personal matters other than business matters with anyone. Even so, she still experienced a lot of harassment and rumors.

Fortunately, she has an outstanding talent for financial management, otherwise her family would have been devoured by the covetous people around them.

But even so, she would still donate most of her income every year in exchange for the church's protection, and even complained to herself about the church's greed.

Only Wan'en herself knew all of this. Her mother would only complain to her occasionally, and she could only try her best to lighten her burden. The two of them had supported each other for many years, one in charge of the household and the other the outside world. They were not only mother and daughter, but more like sisters.

Sometimes, the mother would even hug herself and cry quietly, muttering words like "I'm sorry" and "I made you bear so much".

It is because my mother's income has increased in recent years that the pressure on the two of us to manage the housework is not so great.

So even though she didn't get into the university and major of her choice, Wan'en subconsciously got angry at the two kids instead of her mother.

When I heard my mother's voice today, my face turned red and I also remembered the neglected side of my mother. Maybe she also wants someone to accompany her. In fact, it's not just her. For many years, I have also hoped that a man would appear and put this family on the right track.

Thinking about this, Wan En suddenly lost the motivation to rush out. Did her mother's reaction prove that Zhao Cheng's condition was not as bad as she thought? Was what Pei Lin said true?

At this time, Peilin also breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed. This at least could help Oppa stabilize the situation, and it was great that her sister no longer snatched the phone. When Haiyun came over, Oppa would be saved.

The room fell into silence, but Wan En soon couldn't stand it anymore. With a red face, she started playing music on Peilin's notebook, hoping to cover up the itchy screams.

Peilin didn't say anything. While she was working on the computer, she quickly squatted down, opened the door, and slid the phone out along the floor.

"You!" Wan En was about to scold her, but Pei Lin clung to her like a monkey, hugged her and said coquettishly:

"Sister, just wait, wait a little longer, I promise that what I say is true."

Wan En remained silent. Even the music could not cover up the itchy sound. Pei Lin saw that she was silent, so she secretly reached out to turn down the volume of the music, and then quickly explained before Wan En got angry:

"The music is too loud. If it stops later, I won't be able to hear it."

After saying that, he hugged Wan En again and buried his face in her soft chest. He said that he was not young among his peers, but he was still not as young as his sister, let alone his mother.

Wan En was helpless. Her clothes were all stained with blood scabs, so she found iodine and cotton swabs in Pei Lin's room and said, "Come on, it's time to treat your wound."

When I was a kid, my younger brothers and sisters were very naughty and always got hurt and needed medicine. Later, I simply put medicine in every room.

Peilin sat down obediently, raised her little face to reveal the wound on her forehead. If it weren't for the occasional cries, the room would have seemed to have returned to the atmosphere of her childhood.

That sound was like a cat's claw, making Wan En's heart itch. After a while, he couldn't help but ask:

"Are you OK?"

"Ah? This minor injury is nothing." Peilin answered without reacting for a moment, until she saw Wan'en's eyes and flushed face, she realized that she was asking about something that happened to both her mother and herself.

She smiled awkwardly, not knowing how she should feel. At that time, she was only thinking about saving Oppa and didn't think about so much.

Seeing her expression, Wan En didn't continue the awkward topic. He picked up the cotton swab in his hand and carefully cleaned the dust from the wound. The room fell silent.

After more than ten minutes, the noise disappeared. Peilin stood up, opened the door, and pulled her sister to the door of Zhao Cheng's room. At this time, Wan'en no longer insisted on calling for emergency treatment, and was also very curious about what the outcome would be.

Before they could knock, the door opened from the inside.

Meijing, who was still full of love, saw her two daughters and her face turned red like the beautiful sunset. She squeezed out a voice as thin as a mosquito's whistle: "He is much better."

After saying that, he lowered his head and stumbled downstairs.

The sisters looked at each other. Wan'en suppressed her curiosity and went to support her mother until she entered the house. Then she turned back and saw Peilin taking off her shorts.

"What are you doing?!"

Wan En scolded, this, this is too ridiculous, how can a mother just finish and then her daughter pick up right after that?

She stepped forward to hold Peilin, but the changes in Zhao Cheng's body also attracted her attention. The black lines that covered his body had disappeared, and only occasionally when the skin cracked would they pop out to suck the blood clean.

The wound on Zhao Cheng's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wan En couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this. He stretched out his hands and stretched the skin hard to both sides, but the wound was indeed gone.

"See, I didn't lie to you." Peilin said from the side, holding up her half-taken-off shorts. She still didn't want to drag Wan'en into the water, so she wanted to use herself to push them up first.

Seeing this miraculous scene in front of her, and seeing Zhao Cheng's condition obviously improved, Wan En already believed Pei Lin's words, but she still held her hand: "Or we can go find some... that kind of women, you, you don't do it yourself."

"That's impossible! Those dirty women can't touch my oppa!" Peilin objected loudly, "Besides, I just need to get through this stage, and other girlfriends will be here soon."

"He has other women?!!" Wan En felt that her three views were severely impacted and she was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Peilin hurriedly pulled up her shorts and ran to the gate to open it.

Jiaxi stood outside the door with a slightly red face. Before she could speak, Peilin happily pulled her into the house and shouted to Wan'en on the first floor, "Sister, I'll take her upstairs. Please close the door."

Wan En watched helplessly as the white-haired girl, who was just as pretty as herself, bowed slightly to her awkwardly before being pulled upstairs.

“Is there something wrong with me or is there something wrong with the world?”

Wan En walked towards the door in a daze, but when she arrived at the gate, she saw a woman who looked to be about 30 years old with gray hair and red eyes looking around hesitantly.

"You, you are here to look for Zhao Cheng too?" He asked in disbelief.

"Ah, yes, yes." Lana bowed and greeted her, looking at the plump woman and delicate appearance in front of her. Is this the dead man's other girlfriend?

"Well, then come in." Wan En had never dealt with such a situation before, and greeted him awkwardly.

"Wait." A taxi stopped at the door and shouted to the two people.

It turned out that Haiyun had arrived.

Chapter 86: Continue the rescue

Haiyun saw two girls standing at the door, one was plump and sexy with delicate looks and a cold temperament, the other was mature and sexy with gorgeous looks and a charming temperament. The three of them were silent for a while.

Haiyun felt a little nervous, but she kept a straight face and didn't show any fear. After all, she had arranged everything for today.

"Hello."

"Hello."

He greeted the two of them separately and said, "I'm here to look for Zhao Cheng. Is this convenient for you?"

Wan En glanced at the tall, slender, and elegant woman, suppressed her embarrassment, and nodded: "Come in." After that, she closed the gate and the three of them entered the room together.

Peilin had already arranged for Jiaxi and came down from upstairs. When she saw Haiyun, she felt like she had found a savior. She came up to her crying and whispered, "Haiyun..."

Hai Yun didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but seeing the wound on her forehead, she guessed that she must have worked hard to stabilize Zhao Cheng's injury, so she comforted him, "Okay, it's okay."

Today, everyone except Duo Xi Huimei, Liya Manshu, and the even more inconvenient spy Liu Zhuli was called.

Judging from his own special abilities, these people are enough. The rest depends on when Zhao Cheng wakes up and how he deals with the current mess.

Wan En felt a little uneasy in the living room, thinking that these beauties were Zhao Cheng's girlfriends. Even though they didn't speak at the moment, she felt like an outsider, so she found an excuse to go back to her room.

Let’s not talk about the awkward conversation between the three girls in the living room, let’s just talk about Jiaxi who entered Zhao Cheng’s room.

Even after listening to Haiyun's statement on the phone and Peilin's explanation after arriving at the scene, it was not as real as seeing the occasional cracks on Zhao Cheng's body and then healing quickly.

Although it was unbelievable, Jiaxi quickly accepted the reality.

Saving lives is the most important thing. I took out a wet wipe from my bag and wiped the weapon clean. But when I touched it, the familiar numbing feeling came up again.

Jiaxi thought of what Peilin had told her not to get too addicted and to end it before she was about to pass out.

Her face turned red. Peilin underestimated herself. It was not like she had never experienced that kind of thing with her oppa before. How could she be so obsessed with it?

She gently reached her hand into the hem of her skirt and took off her panties. After all, this was someone else's home, and Jiaxi was embarrassed to take off her long skirt.

He stuffed his underwear into his bag, put it on the stool, and returned to bed.

I don’t know who the previous person was, but the bed was wet, which made Jiaxi feel disgusted.

She sat astride Zhao Cheng's body and leaned over to look at his face. Oppa was still very handsome even though he was unconscious. She lowered her head and kissed his lips, then put her tongue in and stirred it.