In a Man's World, Women Can Never Cross That Line...
Everyone has their days of youthful recklessness, but the price they pay is often only realized when it's too late to bear.
Even He Peiling, toughened by years in Shenzhen into someone with a pretty open mindset, still secretly cared about how many men—or even just a few—her future daughter-in-law had been with.
It was a strange double standard: she could accept her son fooling around with plenty of women outside, but the idea of her daughter-in-law having multiple men? Unthinkable.
Li Bing had gradually come to understand the rules of this world over the years, so she kept her mouth shut.
After graduation, she was no longer that rebellious girl from school. Even in Shenzhen, the capital of sensuality, even as she partied through the city's hottest nightclubs, Li Bing hadn't hooked up with many men...
Call it a change of heart or a sudden epiphany—she just wanted to sever ties with her past as quickly as possible. But in a twist of fate, that pre-New Year call to Zhang Qian had unleashed a super Pandora's box!
After supper, Li Bing had He Peiling pack up some leftovers to take back to the shop, then dragged Chu Fei off with her...
He Peiling knew full well they'd probably go wild tonight, but there was nothing she could do. Her son hadn't said a word, so she couldn't butt in.
But early the next morning, Chu Fei drove back in Li Bing's car, brimming with energy—as if he hadn't spent the night indulging in passion with her at all. This lifted He Peiling's spirits considerably and softened the tense looks on Lin Juan and He Shishi's faces. Still, Chu Fei immediately pulled the two of them straight to the shop...
With a quiet morning ahead, He Peiling headed to the shop soon after. Sure enough, one of the girls greeted her with a grin: "Chu Fei's upstairs with He Shishi and Lin Juan, having a double fly..."
He Peiling nearly choked to death on the spot!
It wasn't until noon that He Shishi and Lin Juan finally came downstairs—but Chu Fei stayed put. They told He Peiling he'd fallen asleep.
Chu Fei was exhausted, utterly drained—not even his hands or feet wanted to move. The reason? He'd repaired all the scars on Lin Juan's body...
Lin Juan's damage had been so severe that he not only had to absorb all the ruined skin but also fill in the gaps with his own energy. To gather enough, he'd gone at it with Li Bing over a dozen times the night before, until she was practically on her knees begging for mercy!
Chu Fei had undergone a massive change without even realizing it—maybe from the energy, maybe from his Chaos Body. Now he was incredibly enduring; unless he wanted to cum, nothing could make him. By the end of that marathon, Li Bing felt like her pussy was about to be fucked raw...
After all, Li Bing was just an ordinary woman, so she had no choice but to beg Chu Fei to spare her. It was then that she truly grasped how terrifying he'd become!
And today, she'd probably be stuck in bed all day. Nonstop orgasms, especially squirting so much yin essence, took a heavy toll on her body.
Even so, Chu Fei burned through that energy in no time. Just earlier, he'd had to go a few rounds with He Shishi and Lin Juan too, finally completing the repairs—and as a bonus, erasing every tattoo. Her skin was now perfectly restored to its original smooth, pale tenderness...
Lin Juan, reborn, threw herself into Chu Fei's arms and sobbed her heart out!
But once Chu Fei had depleted every last drop of energy inside him, exhaustion crashed over him like a tidal wave—as if last night's bill had only just come due.
He slept straight through the afternoon and into the evening...
Today was New Year's Eve, and the shop had been packed all morning and afternoon with people getting their hair done. Superstition held that you couldn't touch scissors or anything like that until the second day of the New Year—it was bad luck—so everyone rushed to freshen up before the Eve. It saved hassle and let them welcome the new year looking their best. He Peiling and the others stayed slammed until six or seven in the evening, when folks headed home for family dinners. Only then did they remember Chu Fei, rushing upstairs to wake him before closing up and heading to a nearby tavern for a proper feast.
But it wasn't a big crowd.
The girls needed to celebrate the holiday too, so some had already left early, while others lived nearby in Shenzhen and just went home. In the end, with Chu Fei, there were only about seven or eight of them dining together.
He Peiling was utterly content. Having her son by her side this New Year, filling her with such immense hope—that was the greatest gift imaginable.