"It's not my fault, Le'er. If Brother-in-law isn't hard, that would be the biggest insult to you, given how charming you are."
Xu Bin whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. He had been resisting the urge to lick her ear, and he found her cute, red ears increasingly adorable.
Yao Le'er shuddered, gritting her teeth, "Brother-in-law, it's just a hug. You have to tell me if you want to do anything else."
Xu Bin's hands were wrapped around her waist, feeling her petite body and her perfectly curved waist. His first thought was how slim she was and how her breasts, despite their size, didn't seem to bother her neck.
Yao Le'er didn't hide her chest, taking deep breaths and breathing heavily, seemingly trusting him completely, exposing herself without any defenses.
"So, you're saying I can do anything you'll agree to, my dear?" Xu Bin chuckled, pulling her closer, grinding her soft ass against his hardening cock.
Yao Le'er let out a soft hum, a mix of shyness and excitement, "Don't change the subject, Brother-in-law. What did that bitch Xiao say about me?"
Xu Bin handed her his phone, having chatted with Xiao Miao last night after his wife fell asleep.
He knew this conversation might be useful, so he didn't make it too explicit, subtly guiding the conversation to stir up Yao Le'er's emotions.
Whether it's men or women, peeking into someone's privacy is a dark and exciting desire. This holds true for parents and children, husbands and wives, and even friends, colleagues, and strangers—only the intensity of the excitement varies.
The darker side of human nature often proves more effective and intimate than any noble facade.
As expected, Yao Le'er's eyes lit up as she opened the chat with Xiao Miao, scrolling to the top.
"Brother-in-law, why did you send her money? If my sister sees this, you're dead meat," she said, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and concern.
Last night, after his wife fell asleep, Xu Bin was about to do the same when he received a message from Xiao Miao, a series of emojis with no text. He wanted her to take the initiative, so he didn't respond, waiting for her to engage first.
A few emojis later, Xiao Miao messaged, "Stingy Brother-in-law, you say red packets show sincerity, but it seems you don't care about knowing what your cute little sister says about you."
Xu Bin, without hesitation, transferred 520 yuan to her.
Xiao Miao immediately sent a flurry of emojis, thanking him and expressing her happiness, calling him generous.
Since the red packet limit was 200 yuan, sending 520 required a bank transfer, making it seem more sincere. The hidden message was clear: he cared deeply for his little sister.
This subtle influence worked. Yao Le'er, seeing the chat, felt a mix of sweetness and worry, concerned that her sister might find out and upset, but also touched by his actions.
Xu Bin remained silent, and Xiao Miao, seeming unsatisfied, messaged, "Stingy Brother-in-law, you're so generous, clearly caring for your little sister, yet you act so formal."
Yao Le'er blushed, her body softening as she imagined how she'd deal with Xiao Miao when she returned to school.
The number 520 was a bit much, but it also showed how much he cared.
"Brother-in-law, I'll tell you a secret," Yao Le'er whispered, "JumpJump doesn't think highly of either of her sisters' husbands."
"Her first sister's husband is a playboy, full of empty promises. JumpJump hates him and finds him more annoying than any school pervert."
"As for you, her second sister's husband, she doesn't like you either. You're cold to her sister, and as an updoor son-in-law, you don't fit in with the family. You're like a stranger, even less familiar than the security guard downstairs."
"You're always sulking, barely speaking, acting like a martyr for marrying her sister. You're like a eunuch, unaffectionate, and creepy, always frowning. No one wants to talk to you when you get home."
"You're like a mute, unlovable, and poor, a creep who could kill his entire family. That's what JumpJump thinks of you."
Yao Le'er's face turned red with anger as she listened to the voice messages, her body trembling with rage.
"That bitch! What nonsense!"
"I'll tear her mouth apart when I get back to school!"
The young, busty Yao Le'er couldn't contain her anger, standing up and pounding the wall, cursing loudly.
"Stupid bitch, can't keep her mouth shut!"
"I never said those things, she's crazy!"
Yao Le'er's heart raced, her actions revealing her guilt. Xu Bin, seeing her cute and childish behavior, knew she was nervous and tried to calm her down, "Baby, let's go downstairs. I want to smoke."
"Okay!"
Yao Le'er followed him, her heart pounding.
There was an improvised ashtray made from a instant noodle cup in the room, but to respect his wife's feelings, Xu Bin rarely smoked inside.
Ignoring this, Xu Bin sat in the living room, turning on the fan, the room feeling stuffy without the air conditioner.
This action was a display of dominance, something only Yao Le'er could tolerate since her room also lacked an air conditioner.
Yao Le'er sat beside him, taking his phone and opening the chat again, unable to resist the urge to read more.
"Brother-in-law, I think JumpJump is being unfair. Her sister and mom are no angels, and I know she laughs at you for being an updoor son-in-law."
"But you're so good to her, and she still talks smack about you. I almost believed you were fake until I saw her room and the clothes you bought her, including her expensive underwear."
"Those sandals and clothes, her mom would never buy her those. I saw how you spoiled her at the supermarket."
Each word stung Yao Le'er's heart, knowing these were from Xiao Miao, someone she trusted.
Yao Le'er curled her legs up, the smoke suddenly not seeming so bad, as she listened to the remaining voice messages.
"Brother-in-law, I'm angry about what A-Jiao did. You've been nothing but kind, and she acts like it's her right. It's infuriating."
"I haven't seen you do anything wrong, and you're not intimate with her, but she acts like you owe her. It's maddening."
"I don't understand the dynamics of sisters and brothers-in-law, but I know who's good to me, and that's enough. JumpJump is just jealous and ungrateful."
"About that money, it's clear you care more about JumpJump than anyone. Those expensive underwear, I'm jealous. We bought that cute washbasin for 68 yuan, and you even bought the cheap ones. You're too good to her."
"I'm angry at JumpJump's entitled attitude. Her mom and sister would never buy her those things, but you do, and you're kind about it."
"I wish I had a brother-in-law like you..."
The last sentence was filled with longing. Yao Le'er, despite her anger, fell silent, her emotions a complex mix of jealousy and admiration.
The mood at the moment was particularly complicated. It felt great to pry into other people's privacy, but the bloody facts were a condemnation.