The Young Doctor with His Harems

Ah——!

A scream so piercing, filled with intense pain.

Tang Zilin lay on the sofa, half-dazed, briefly opening her eyes.

What sound is that?

It sounds like my sister. What is she doing?

She was groggy, her mind somewhat confused, unable to think, only able to hear her sister's cries of agony, constantly coming from the nearby room, as if being severely beaten, in extreme pain.

Is my sister in danger?

But after a while, the sound stopped. After a long time, it started again, no longer painful, but rather very pleasant, very joyful, as if ascending to celestial bliss, her cries growing even more intense.

What on earth is my sister doing?

The cries continued for a long time, subsiding, then quickly started again, so fierce that they became hoarse...

Who knows how much time passed before she became a bit clearer, got up from the sofa, listened carefully, and her face turned red. It was her sister's voice, she kept shouting how good it felt, giving it to her that way.

There were also the sounds of the bed creaking and a man's heavy breathing.

Clearly, she is doing it with that punk!

Oh dear!

Anqi really should have listened when she was warned that this man is unreliable, not good, that she should stay away from him, yet she's still fooling around with him!

Tang Zilin mumbled for a while, but thinking of that guy, willing to sell his body for her and degrade himself, her feelings became complicated again. This man didn't seem so bad after all!

Anqi also mentioned last time, because of some issues on the contract, there was a conflict with the previous company, and he was the one who helped resolve it.

Now, it's her trouble that he's helping with, this man actually seems quite reliable!

But...

Listening to her sister's constant ecstatic, abandoned, and pleasurable cries, her heart was in turmoil, her whole body felt restless, and there was a reaction deep within her, feeling heated and itchy.

Because her sister's voice sounded like sheer euphoria, heavenly bliss!

Is it really so comfortable to do it with him?

Even during the day, Vice President Zhao was the same, crying out fiercely.

Is he really that good?

The strong and mighty pillar flashed in her mind, making her blush, her heart race, and her bodily reaction intensified even more, a warm flow had even begun, naturally causing her to clench her legs, her hand reached down.

Listening to her sister's ascending, pleasurable cries and imagining the shameful scene inside, she couldn't help but move, letting out low, suppressed moans...

Soon, a violent tremor.

What am I doing?

After a brief moment of euphoria passed, she gradually became clear-headed, stunned, unable to believe she would do something so outrageous, listening to her sister make love, while handling herself.

This...

If Anqi found out, what would she think of her sister!

She was utterly shameless!

Filled with shame, she didn't dare to listen anymore, quickly got up and returned to her own room.

But the sounds from next door persisted for a long time, that punk was too much, so many rounds, could her sister handle it? Don't tire out her body!

She lay in bed, continuously lost in thought, sometimes thinking of her sister, then of that man, thinking of how he sold his body during the day to help her, and that burning, menacing...

Who knows how much time passed before the noise next door finally stopped, and she, extremely tired, fell into a muddled sleep.

The next morning, she saw her sister, pretended as if nothing happened, washed up, entered the kitchen, and started making breakfast. Her sister went out, to pick up a package, and also stopped by the convenience store to buy something.

While making breakfast, suddenly, she heard footsteps, froze for a moment, realizing it was that punk, who had slept at their house last night.

Her face turned red, not daring to turn around.

Yet those footsteps came directly towards her, up behind her, and then, a pair of large hands wrapped around her from behind, embracing her waist, restlessly wandering.

Tang Zilin froze, almost screaming out loud.

She instinctively wanted to break free, angrily scolding him, but for some reason, she hesitated, remaining still, allowing him to hold her, feeling his heated body and below, that hardened pressure.

Last night, her sister's wild, pleasurable cries resonated in her ears, making her gradually hot and numb, unable to resist twisting her round hips, actively grinding against him.

She knew this man mistook her for her sister since their sleepwear was identical, which she had bought, she should have broken it to him, stopping this misunderstanding.

But somehow, she didn't stop it, instead twisted her body to tease him.

It might be because of the small jealousy between twin sisters and guilt towards him. Yesterday, he sold himself to Vice President Zhao for her sake; she should compensate him, allowing him a little advantage.

After all, she and her sister looked identical; he wouldn't know, neither would her sister.

Thinking this way, she felt much more at ease, letting the man behind hold her, his hands wander for a while, then reached up, scaling the two peaks, squeezing hard, a moment of numbing stimulation making her involuntarily tremble, parting her red lips, letting out a pleasing scream...