Pei Xuan closed the door, put the dinner plate on the bedside table, sat down next to Pei Qingyu, held her in his arms with one hand, and gently wiped away her tears with a handkerchief with the other hand.
Pei Qingyu closed her eyes tightly, her body was stiff, and her tears kept flowing no matter how she wiped them away.
Pei Xuan knew that he was not the best person to comfort Pei Qingyu, so he simply put down his handkerchief, held the beautiful girl's hands and stroked them gently, hoping to bring her irresistible pleasure.
After a long while, Pei Qingyu's body finally softened and warmed up. She stopped crying, but still kept her eyes tightly closed.
Pei Xuan said: "Sister, what are you thinking about?"
"...I miss...I miss my brother." Pei Qingyu didn't open his eyes. "When my brother was still alive, that bitch never dared to bully me so blatantly, let alone covet our Pei family's property."
"Because your brother is the legitimate heir." Pei Xuan said, "Now that your brother is gone, she naturally has some ideas."
"But don't worry." Pei Xuan hugged Pei Qingyu tightly, "I will help you, sister."
Pei Qingyu hummed softly without further response.
Help? What's the point of Pei Xuan's help? She is already completely controlled by Pei Xuan. Even if she wins the family property, it will eventually fall into Pei Xuan's hands.
When Pei Xuan gets tired of her and marries her off casually, the Pei family will have nothing to do with her anymore.
Pei Xuan could naturally guess most of Pei Qingyu's thoughts.
He knew Pei Qingyu wouldn't believe him even if he explained, so he simply gave up explaining: "Sister, you haven't finished your breakfast yet, I brought some up, please have some."
"Thank you...Master." Pei Qingyu nodded, finally opened her eyes, and stood up from Pei Xuan's arms.
The two of them brought their plates to the table, sat opposite each other and resumed their breakfast.
After the intense "exercise" in the morning and the fight just now, both of them were a little hungry, so they ate much faster than usual.
Pei Qingyu finished his portion and wiped his mouth with a tissue. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up at Pei Xuan and said, "Pei...Master, do you...do you think that bitch surnamed Song is pretty?"
Pei Xuan's eyes widened in surprise: "What?"
Pei Qingyu repeated in a clear voice: "Do you think Song Qingyin is beautiful?"
"Of course she's beautiful," Pei Xuan said. "Especially her skin and figure, they're so well-maintained, and her breasts are so big. She doesn't look like the mother of two 14-year-old daughters at all."
After hearing Pei Xuan's explicit comment, Pei Qingyu smiled slightly.
She stood up and walked to Pei Xuan, sitting sideways on his lap. She put her arms around his neck, leaned close to his ear, and whispered in a very charming voice, "Then, Master, do you want to fuck her?"
Listening to the extremely seductive voice and words, Pei Xuan's penis swelled rapidly.
Feeling the thick and hard cock suddenly pressing against her butt through her clothes, Pei Qingyu giggled: "It seems that the master really wants to fuck her."
"What?" Pei Xuan raised his eyebrows. "Sister, do you want me to fuck her?"
"Yes." Pei Qingyu said, "Not only do I want you to fuck her, Master, I also want you to train her."
"Train her?" Pei Xuan naturally understood Pei Qingyu's intention to use him to take revenge on Song Qingyin. He simply went a step further and suggested, "I think you should train her."
"Is it okay?" Pei Qingyu's eyes lit up.
"Of course." Seeing that she had taken the bait, Pei Xuan quickly finalized the matter. "Your father is on a business trip and hasn't returned yet. She's alone in the empty room tonight. It's a good time to make a move."
After the two of them had made their plan, they went back to their rooms, packed their luggage, and waited patiently for the night to come.
Pei Xuan even opened the store and spent 100 points to buy a new item.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, the two little lolis fell asleep, and the servants in the house also left the main house to rest in the nearby bungalow. Pei Xuan then left the room and came to the door of Song Qingyin's bedroom with Pei Qingyu.
Using the master key, Pei Xuan opened the door that was originally locked.
This master bedroom is shared by Pei Wanjun and Song Qingyin. It is twice as big as Pei Xuan and Pei Qingyu's already spacious bedroom.
The room was brightly lit, but there was no sign of Song Qingyin. Only the sound of water splashing could be heard from the bathroom.
"It seems our good stepmother is taking a bath." Pei Qingyu glanced at Pei Xuan with a half-smile, "Why don't you go in and take a bath together?"
"No rush." Pei Xuan leisurely pulled over a reclining sofa and let Pei Qingyu sit on his lap. "Let's wait here for her to come out."
When Song Qingyin came out wrapped in a bathrobe, she saw this scene: Pei Xuan and Pei Qingyu were sitting on the recliner, overlapping each other, kissing passionately with their clothes disheveled.
Song Qingyin screamed in fear, then pointed at the Pei siblings with a trembling finger: "You...you...what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing?" Pei Xuan smiled and put his hand into Pei Qingyu's pajamas, kneading her tender breasts vigorously. "Sister, what do you think?"
Pei Qingyu put her arms around Pei Xuan's neck, and took the initiative to push her chest out to offer her breasts to Pei Xuan's hands, but she glared at Song Qingyin sideways: "Of course I'm here to fuck you, Song family bitch!"
"No, no, no, don't call her a bitch. I'm not here to prostitute myself with her. After all, I won't pay." Pei Xuan shook his head. "Look at how big her breasts are. Why not just call her a sow?"
"Okay, Master is right." Pei Qingyu readily changed his words, "Song family sow, we are here to fuck you."
After all, Song Qingyin was a 34-year-old adult and quickly regained her composure.
She just thought that this was a sudden rebellion by the Pei siblings. As a sixth-level cultivator, she naturally did not take them seriously.
Not only that, she felt that this moment was a godsend.
If Pei Wanjun knew about the incestuous relationship between these two siblings, he would be furious.
Song Qingyin quickly took her phone from the bedside, turned on the camera, and filmed the Pei siblings who were still making out: "Keep going, make out like you did just now!"
"It's not too late to get intimate later." Pei Xuan took out his phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at Song Qingyin, "Now it's time to take a picture of you."
"Photograph me? I--" Suddenly, Song Qingyin's mind was shaken, and then she was horrified to find that she had lost control of her body.
Her hand involuntarily let go of the phone, untied her bathrobe and threw it on the ground, revealing her naked snow-white body. She knelt on the bed with her back to the Pei siblings, then turned around, smiled charmingly, and said in a delicate voice: "The sow's body has been washed clean, please enjoy it, Master!"