Ways to Eat Cake

Feeling the itchiness and warmth, Su Qi slowly backed away. But her clothes were already stained with...

It was covered in cream and looked quite disheveled.

This was the first time Su Qi had ever heard of a cake being eaten this way.

As the outfit became stained with cream, Su Qi also discovered that the outfit didn't have a deterrent effect; on the contrary, it made his two wives even more excited.

Seeing his two wives' excited expressions, Su Qi glanced at his own attire and couldn't help but feel a bit of a "sexy harem" vibe.

As the two old women approached again, Su Qi regretted wearing those high heels. Not only did they make her run slower, they also made her very clumsy.

After feeling a large swath of cream smeared on my arm again...

Immediately following was a moist and warm sensation, and Su Qi quickly ran to the side.

Looking at the two people dressed in black and white underwear, holding cakes, Su Qi said from the other side of the table.

"If you keep doing this, I'm hungry too!"

As she spoke, Su Qi slowly squatted down and, like the others, picked up a piece of cream to make a little pig. At this moment, Su Qi's black skirt was covered with white cream stains, and her face was covered with clumps of uneaten cream residue.

Even so, she still exuded a sense of solemnity. Seeing their old woman in such a state, the two of them wanted to see her beg for mercy even more.

After exchanging a glance, the two men flanked each other from the left and right.

Although Su Qi successfully smeared the cream pig on his two wives, she was also forced back onto the sofa while still dressed in her blouse.

Su Qi felt she could no longer sit idly by and wait for her fate. She looked at her Zi Jin, who was closer to her, and launched a counterattack.

But why was his Zi Jin, even more excited when Su Qi was attacking him with cake?

The three of them were making a mess on the sofa.

A moment later, Su Qi, defeated in a 1v2 battle, said, "I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore."

But would the two of them just let her go like that?

On the day they brought Su Qi back, their husbands were concerned about Bai Miao, and the room was filled with Wang Yun's aura.

She even fed them some cherries that Wang Yun had bought, and the two of them felt like they had been given a green meadow.

He felt that if he didn't punish Su Qi, he wouldn't be able to quell his anger.

"It would be terrible if we didn't come, after all we've been serving you!" Wang Zijin said.

At this moment, An Ning launched another wave of cake-eating attacks, and Zijin joined in as well.

As the two intensified their attacks.

The beige top and skirt of that outfit had quietly disappeared sometime ago. Wang Zijin and An Ning sized up their "delicious" wife; now, almost every part of her...

Everywhere there were traces of cream, and it tasted extremely sweet when licked.

Especially her legs, tightly wrapped in black stockings, with her fair skin faintly visible when she bent her knees, aroused in both of them a destructive urge to tear her apart.

But at that moment, Wang Zijin noticed a tiny red spot on Su Qi's lower abdomen.

She walked up to Su Qi and asked, "Old man, what is this?"

Su Qi felt her own Zi Jin, touching her private parts. Wasn't this Wang Yun's mark? Su Qi immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

When she looked at her lower abdomen, she was relieved to see that the hickey she had that morning was now very blurry, looking like it had been bumped by a hard object, thanks to her incredibly fast recovery.

"Perhaps I just bumped into something," Su Qi replied somewhat guiltily.

An Ning looked at the red mark on Su Qi's lower abdomen.

She found it somewhat suspicious, after all, she had been paying close attention to Su Qi's body and trying to prevent her from bumping into the table. So where did she bump into the table?

An Ning scanned the room, searching for anything that might hurt Su Qi.

Suddenly, a small black element appeared in her field of vision in one corner of the blanket spread on the bed.

What's that in the blanket? With a question in her mind, An Ning slowly walked to the bedside and gently pulled the thing out from under the blanket.

It was an extremely alluring pair of almost transparent black stockings.

Furthermore, there was a very obvious hole in the sock.

Wang Zijin also came over at this moment, and the more she looked at the stockings, the more suspicious she found them.

Especially after looking at Su Qi's face and seeing her shocked expression, she became even more suspicious.

Su Qi looked at the black stockings; they were incredibly familiar to her. Wasn't this the same pair Wang Yun wore last night? If anyone was to blame for the stockings getting ruined, it was Su Qi herself!

But the question is: why is this black stocking in my blanket?

At this moment, Su Qi deeply regretted that she hadn't folded the blankets properly after spreading them on the bed. If she had folded them into a perfect square, she would definitely have noticed. Of course, worrying about that now was pointless!

Who is this?

He watched as the man, holding stockings, menacingly approached his two wives. As the two women slowly drew nearer, Su Qi panicked, her voice trembling slightly. "This... this is what I wore yesterday, and it tore, so I didn't throw it away!"

Hearing her husband's words and seeing the obvious shift in her guilty eyes, Wang Zijin thought for a moment and said:

"Really? Why do I keep feeling like these are my sister's socks?" Wang Zijin slowly moved closer to Su Qi, holding up "evidence" to compare them in front of Su Qi.

Then she met Su Qi's gaze, which was full of "How did you know?" Wang Zijin smiled sweetly and said playfully:

"Look, old man, these socks are way longer than you! You're dead meat!"

Upon hearing his Zi Jin's words, Su Qi couldn't help but shudder.

Su Qi felt she needed to explain. After all, she and Wang Yun hadn't progressed to the same level of intimacy as they were.

Besides, they had never even been intimate. But before she could speak, her other wife An Ning, said, "Having fun?"

First, they tear off stockings, then they can even plant strawberries. How exciting! Hehehe.

Seeing his An Ning, who had interrupted him, gradually getting closer, Su Qi subconsciously backed away. She retreated to the edge of the bed, but because of Xiao Gao's presence, she slumped onto the bed.

Immediately afterwards, I heard...

Sizzle-

The sound of tearing fabric filled the air. Immediately afterwards, Su Qi felt a chill on her leg.

Then I heard my An Ning, say, "Was this how you tore it last night?"

Su Qi wanted to explain that it wasn't true, but An Ning didn't give her a chance and pounced on her.

After being tackled, Su Qi, while resisting, belatedly realized that she had learned the Weakness Secret Technique.

Ji . Think again about the hidden attributes [An Ning is wearing this set of underwear today].

Su Qi swallowed hard and shouted, "I'll fight you to the death!" before extending her wicked little hand.

An Ning found Su Qi Qi's words utterly laughable; did she really think she could be subdued by Su Qi?

But slowly she realized something was wrong. Su Qi's little hands seemed to have magic power, and wherever they touched, there was a hot and wonderful feeling.

If she hadn't endured it so painstakingly, she would have felt herself groaning aloud.

Su Qi was very satisfied because she had now taken the initiative.

She could clearly feel her An Ning, breathing becoming increasingly rapid, her whole body becoming more supple, and even the frequency of her attacks on her decreased.

Seeing his An Ning's flushed cheeks, Su Qi took advantage of her moment to catch her breath and gently pushed her away.

Their positions then shifted.

Looking down at his An Ning, panting heavily on the bed, Su Qi saw her disheveled hair streaked with sweat, which clung to her cheeks. Her deep, peach-blossom eyes were filled with a dreamy look. This was Su Qi's first time...

This is the first time I've seen An Ning in such a disheveled state.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of liberation, like a serf singing a song of triumph.

But in her smugness, Su Qi forgot something important: she didn't just have one wife!