NOVEL NEXT Chapter 329: 329 hurts too much
Hongyang could vividly imagine how strong Zhizhong was, bringing his sister so much pleasure.
Even Hongyang felt a reaction listening, cursing his own lackluster response!
He felt ashamed, he felt jealous, he felt pain!
After a while, there was no noise from upstairs.
Hongyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, guessing the two of them were probably getting ready to come down.
But to his surprise, the bedroom door on the second floor opened just moments later.
From downstairs, Hongyang could see Zhizhong, stark naked, embracing a likewise naked Qixiang.
Qixiang was actually straddling Zhizhong, the two maintaining an incredible connection.
Zhizhong carried Qixiang like that, turned a corner out of the bedroom, and placed her on the sofa in the upstairs living room, where they continued their pleasures.
Hongyang was immensely ashamed because all he had to do was look up to see his sister's pair of snowy white long legs swinging around Zhizhong's waist.
Zhizhong held those long legs, moving rhythmically.
Zhizhong's muscular back was truly perfect and powerful, his muscles bulging, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, the masculine lines of his muscles flexing with strength.
Hongyang closed his eyes in pain, not wanting to see anymore, and covered his ears with both hands, not wishing to hear his sister's indulgent cries, tears of heartache and shame streaming down his face.
Hateful were his sister's moans and the occasional loud smacks, still infiltrating his ears through his fingers, making him suffer immeasurably—it felt like endless torment!
In fact, when Zhizhong had carried Qixiang out, he had spotted Hongyang in a glance, but pretended not to know.
Zhizhong deliberately performed his actions on this end of the sofa, just to disgust Hongyang, that damn bastard.
Damn it, you act high and mighty as a County Mayor in Shadong, I still have to write your reports. If I don't get some compensation for this emotional loss, would I be true to myself?
I'll play it this way and make you, damn bastard, want to cry and go mad downstairs!
Qixiang was unaware of these or had forgotten that her younger brother was coming over.
She was completely engrossed, perfectly in sync.
Whatever Zhizhong asked, she responded, treating him like an Emperor.
Hongyang couldn't bear to watch or listen anymore but didn't dare to intervene, as causing a scene would severely damage his reputation and the dignity of the Zhang Family—it was unbearable!
He could only quietly get up, thinking the two upstairs were unaware. He hid himself in the bathroom.
In the bathroom, the sounds from upstairs continued unabated, and Hongyang could only freely let his sad tears flow, still in immense pain, inwardly crying out: Can't this damn thing stop already? Can't it just finish sooner?
Finally, when the sky had almost completely darkened, after staying in the bathroom for about half an hour and hearing his sister's frantic screams signaling the end was nearing,
By then, Hongyang had cried all his tears dry, his body was sweaty, and he finally felt relieved.
The noise from upstairs quickly successively came, Qixiang scolded Zhizhong for a while, then hurriedly went back to the bedroom with Zhizhong to clean up.
Seizing the moment, Hongyang rushed out of the bathroom and headed straight to the villa's outer door. He stood in the garden beside the house, smoking a cigarette, waiting.
The night had completely darkened, and when the opulent lights of the mansion turned on, Zhizhong and Qixiang finally came downstairs.
At that moment, Hongyang nonchalantly held a cigarette and carried a briefcase, giving an appearance as if he had just arrived, and walked through the villa's glass door.
Qixiang, already wearing a cold expression, felt extremely awkward seeing her brother come in, and secretly punched Zhizhong behind his back.
But Zhizhong just cheerfully walked down the stairs, "Oh, County Mayor Zhang has arrived? Were you delayed on the road, taking so long to arrive?"