Chapter 29: Completely Ruined

“What’s there to be afraid of? If you like him, even a married man can be seduced, right? Besides, he probably isn’t married yet, is he? I think you two would be a good match. Since you like each other…”

“You little brat, if you keep talking nonsense, I’ll tear your mouth!” Sister Mei finally couldn’t take it anymore. She wanted to hit Xia Yan, but was afraid the needle in Xia Yan’s hand might injure Lü Yang. She thought about rushing out the door to escape the awkward situation, yet she had to stay to hold the candle for Xia Yan. In the end, she could only emphasize her words with a stern tone.

“Ah… Life is just a few decades long, why make things hard for yourself? Especially now that the Apocalypse has arrived, everyone in the Residential Area is dead. Who knows how long we can live? Just do what you want to do…” Xia Yan paid no attention to Sister Mei’s anger and instead sighed to herself.

“How old are you, Xia Yan? Talking like an old person…” Sister Mei retorted, but she had taken some of Xia Yan’s words to heart.

…

“The stitching is done, and the medicine is applied. Sister Mei, make sure he lies still and doesn’t let the wound get wet.” Xia Yan stood up and put away the medical kit, speaking to Sister Mei.

“Well… should the wound be covered?” Sister Mei pointed at Lü Yang’s injury and asked Xia Yan.

“Better not touch it for now. It looks like my parents won’t be coming back. You two can sleep in this room tonight. I’ll be right across the hall…” After putting away the medical kit, Xia Yan gave Sister Mei a few more instructions, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

The room was now left with only Lü Yang and Sister Mei, and between them, Lü Yang’s flagpole stood tall in the wind. By now, it had fully regained its previous vigor and even trembled slightly.

Lü Yang quickly reached out and pulled the bedsheet over himself, as the situation was far too embarrassing otherwise.

“Um… Xia Yan said… it should be left open for the medicine to dry for a while…” Sister Mei looked somewhat disappointed at the area Lü Yang had covered with the sheet.

“It should be dry enough by now.” Lü Yang struggled to sit up, clearly sensing there was more meaning behind Sister Mei’s words.

Damn, why am I the only one like this? Sister Mei, you should be lying here naked too, that would be more fair…

So evil.

“What happened to you earlier?” Sister Mei asked Lü Yang with a suggestive look.

“Earlier? What do you mean?” Lü Yang played dumb.

“How did that happen? Did you take a liking to Xia Yan?” A hint of jealousy crept into Sister Mei’s words. She had noticed that detail—Lü Yang had reacted when he saw Xia Yan kneeling down, and his eyes had been fixed on her backside.

“Nonsense! Take a liking to her? How could that be?” Lü Yang immediately denied it.

“Hehe…” Sister Mei smiled, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. Then she got up and went to the door, locked it from the inside, and came back.

Watching Sister Mei’s actions, Lü Yang had a bad feeling… but… he also seemed to be looking forward to it…

But, should his first time be with her?

If she forced herself on him, it would be hard to resist…

“Should I… go get some hot water to wash you?” Sister Mei stood up and suggested, as if she had thought of something.

“No, I’ll rest for a bit and wash myself later.” Lü Yang shook his head.

Sister Mei hesitated for a moment, then sat back down on the edge of the bed. She glanced at Lü Yang, a slight smile on her face, but didn’t say anything more. The flickering Candlelight made her face unusually red, like a new bride.

In the locked room, after they stopped talking, the atmosphere grew somewhat suggestive. Sister Mei became bolder, looking at Lü Yang with eager eyes, no longer hiding her affection for him.

Lü Yang knew that if he reached out to hold Sister Mei now, she definitely wouldn’t refuse. And on a night like this, in a place like this, with a man and a Woman alone in a room, what would happen next would be completely uncontrollable.

Although Lü Yang kept wondering whether his first time should be with a Woman like Sister Mei—older and married—driven by his male instincts, he couldn’t restrain his actions.

Lü Yang’s hand silently wrapped around Sister Mei’s waist from behind. Sister Mei, who had been watching Lü Yang, didn’t react until his hand touched her waist. She let out a startled “Ah!” and, like a teenage girl, shyly asked, “What are you doing?”

Lü Yang couldn’t help but curse inwardly—wasn’t she asking something she already knew? She was the one seducing a virgin, making it impossible for him to hold back, and now she asked what he wanted to do? What did she think he wanted to do by holding her?

Lü Yang didn’t say anything, just tightened his grip and pulled Sister Mei closer. Sister Mei swayed gently, clearly resisting half-heartedly. Lü Yang’s blood rushed to his head, and as soon as he touched Sister Mei, his own body grew weak, and his breathing became heavy.

At this point, things were no longer within their control. Lü Yang instinctively tightened his hold on Sister Mei’s waist, causing her head to tilt back. By now, her eyes were tightly shut, her body trembling slightly, and her red lips parted as if waiting for something.

But when Lü Yang moved his lips closer, Sister Mei turned away, mumbling in a coy tone, “Uh… Little Lü… don’t mess around with your sister-in-law…”

Lü Yang cursed inwardly again—if she didn’t want him to mess around, why didn’t she struggle harder? If she fought back desperately, he definitely wouldn’t dare to do anything…

Seeing Sister Mei’s half-resisting, half-yielding expression, Lü Yang finally couldn’t hold back any longer. He forcefully turned her face toward him and pressed his lips against her red lips. Sister Mei made muffled sounds, put up a token struggle, then slightly opened her mouth and, with experience, slipped her tongue out to part Lü Yang’s lips and tease him.

Sister Mei’s tongue was warm, soft, and slick. As soon as Lü Yang’s tongue touched it, his whole body trembled.

It had to be said—after all, she was a married Woman—she was much more experienced at kissing than Yi Yi. After just a few rounds, Sister Mei had Lü Yang feeling weak all over, unable to control his passion…

Compared to Lü Yang, who could usually be intimate with Yi Yi, Sister Mei, who had been deprived for two years, was even more eager. At one point, she even had the illusion that her husband had returned, so she subconsciously reached her hand toward the area Lü Yang had covered with the sheet. Instead of grabbing what she wanted, she touched the wound Xia Yan had just stitched up.

Lü Yang trembled in pain and let out a sharp cry, instinctively pushing Sister Mei away, completely ruining the atmosphere they had built.

“Sorry… sorry…” Sister Mei wiped her mouth and looked at Lü Yang apologetically.

“It’s fine…” Lü Yang frowned, gritted his teeth, and endured the pain until it gradually subsided.

“Are you really okay? Let me check your wound…” Sister Mei stood up and crouched in front of Lü Yang, reaching out to pull back the sheet covering him.

“I’m fine… really fine…” Lü Yang quickly pressed down on the sheet. Someone wearing pants always had a natural psychological advantage over someone not wearing pants. Since Lü Yang wasn’t wearing pants, he felt at a disadvantage compared to Sister Mei.