Drunken Sisters' Wild Night
After finishing their statements at the police station, Chu Fei finally escorted the Li sisters out. By then, he'd pieced together the whole story. It turned out that yesterday, one of Li Xin's models had mentioned her sisters wanted to jump ship to their agency. With the company short-staffed, Li Xin and Li Bing had handled the interviews together and hired a couple of them. But that afternoon, a gang of thugs had barged in, claiming those models belonged to their boss's outfit and demanding Li Bing rip up the contracts. She naturally refused, sparking the chaos that followed.
Since it was only the fifth day of the New Year—still not time for regular work—the whole building was nearly deserted, giving the gangsters their opening. Fortunately, the building's security eventually spotted the disturbance and called the cops without hesitation. Chu Fei had arrived right after, coming straight up from the underground parking garage via elevator, so the guards at the front hadn't stopped him.
The scare had left Li Xin and Li Bing in foul moods. Having their company trashed during the holidays was hardly a good omen.
Chu Fei couldn't bring up his own shop with Li Xin like this, so he just stuck around to help them unwind. But after dinner, Li Xin surprised him by asking her sister if there was a good spot for drinks...
Of course there was.
They partied until the wee hours. Chu Fei barely managed to piggyback the blackout-drunk sisters to Li Bing's little apartment. As he was stripping them down to let them crash properly, Li Xin suddenly hurled—spewing all over the bed and everyone. His head throbbed instantly. He stripped her bare, scooped her into the bathroom, ran some hot water in the tub to soak her, then hurried back for Li Bing. Next came changing sheets, gathering clothes, mopping the floor...
Once the frenzy died down, he headed back to bathe the sisters. But while he was scrubbing Li Xin, Li Bing stirred groggily beside him. She yanked at his soaked pants—and before he knew it, her mouth was wrapped around his thick cock, sucking away!
Fine, whatever—Chu Fei had to finish with Li Xin first. He got her clean, tucked her into bed, then returned to tame the restless Li Bing with a thorough wash. Only after a quick rinse of his own did he slide into bed with her.
But Li Bing was beyond restraint. The moment they hit the sheets, she flipped over, straddled him, and guided his massive shaft inside her. She rode him like a jockey, heedless of her sister lying right there. Chu Fei glanced warily for ages—Li Xin seemed dead to the world from the booze, motionless. Relieved, he soon flipped Li Bing beneath him and took charge...
Maybe it was her sister's naked body sprawled nearby, but Li Bing was wilder than ever tonight. Chu Fei could barely keep up. They battled back and forth for a solid two hours before collapsing in exhaustion, entwined as they drifted off.
The next morning passed quietly—no one stirred. When Chu Fei woke, both sisters were still out cold. The awkward part? He'd somehow ended up sandwiched between them, each using one of his arms as a pillow, their legs draped over him. Naughtiest of all was Li Bing, clutching his cock under the sheets and refusing to let go...
Chu Fei wrestled free with Herculean effort, slipping from their "embrace" to spare the morning-after cringe. Dressed, he headed downstairs just for breakfast. But when he returned, both sisters were awake—and up!
Uh... did they have to be that in sync?
Still, Li Xin looked perfectly composed, Li Bing straight-faced as if last night never happened. Chu Fei played it cool, saying nothing.
Over breakfast, Li Xin asked about the shop. Chu Fei told her he'd cleared it with Xie Qin and the others—they all approved her joining.
It was decent news, at least. Li Xin's mood lifted; she even started freshening up...
She'd woken in nothing but a long button-up shirt—Li Bing too. Chu Fei hadn't thought much of it. But now, right in front of him, Li Xin undid her shirt and began changing.
The kicker? Neither sister wore a thing underneath—total vacuum. As the shirts fell open, endless spring vistas burst into view!