After staying at Jade Guanyin’s friend’s home for several days, her friend drove them to another small house on the outskirts of the city. On the way there, the car passed through town and stopped at a dental clinic so Xiao Ma could have his tooth fixed first—air whistled through the enormous gap in his front teeth whenever he spoke, completely ruining his imposing image.
“I want a gold one!” Xiao Ma was still shouting even after sitting down in the dentist’s chair.
“What is he saying?” the dentist asked Jade Guanyin.
“Be gentle. He’s scared,” Jade Guanyin replied calmly.
In the end, he still got a porcelain tooth. Xiao Ma looked in the mirror and nearly fainted from rage. With cotton stuffed in his mouth, he could not speak, so he could only grab the dentist by the shoulders and shake him viciously.
“What’s wrong with him now?” the dizzy dentist asked.
“He’s complimenting your excellent technique,” Jade Guanyin said as she hurriedly dragged Xiao Ma away.
Xiao Ma’s dream of a gold tooth had been shattered, and he was so angry that he refused to speak to Jade Guanyin for the next two days. Jade Guanyin, on the other hand, was quite pleased with his restored row of gleaming white teeth. At night, after he fell asleep, she would pinch his lips open and admire them for a while, then plant a soft kiss on his chin and contentedly burrow into his arms to sleep.
They settled into the secluded little house on the outskirts of the city to recuperate. Xiao Ma was bedridden, while Jade Guanyin had difficulty walking. Her friend came once in the morning and once at night to help with their daily needs, frequently exchanging knowing glances with Jade Guanyin and leaning close to chat with her. Xiao Ma was extremely displeased. He lay in bed all day with nothing to do and consequently started making trouble out of boredom. One evening, Jade Guanyin emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel and caught him red-handed—Xiao Ma was trying to murder her friend with his eyes. Since they did not share a language, he bared his teeth and made threatening “Hah! Hah!” noises like a rabid dog. The handsome young Thai man was so intimidated that he stood beside him without daring to say a word.
Jade Guanyin gently reassured her friend and sent him away, then walked over and felt Xiao Ma’s forehead. “Do you have a fever?”
“No!”
“Have you gone insane?”
“Get lost!”
Jade Guanyin did not argue. She “got lost” back into the bathroom, dried her hair, casually tossed aside the towel, then walked out completely naked and lifted Xiao Ma’s quilt. Swinging one long, pale leg over him, she sat astride his hips and continued their conversation in a mild voice. “What’s wrong with you?”
Xiao Ma wanted to glare at her but did not dare put too much force into it—between those long, pale legs was a shapely pink rod with an opening at the tip, pointed brazenly toward his face.
“You can get hard just from taking a shower?!”
“Your barking made me hard.” Jade Guanyin tipped up his chin. “Come on. Bark twice more for me.”
With a dark expression, Xiao Ma ignored his injuries and tried to roll over and take her. Jade Guanyin attempted to hold him down. “Don’t move. You’ll hit your wound.”
The two rolled around on the bed several times. Sure enough, Xiao Ma struck his wound and sucked in a sharp breath from the pain. Jade Guanyin seized the opportunity to grab Second Master Ma, holding both rods together in one hand and stroking them until her palm was slick with fluid.
Xiao Ma had not yet recovered from his serious injuries. After coming once, he lost all his strength and collapsed across the bed, capable of doing nothing but panting. Seeing that he had finally settled down, Jade Guanyin draped herself over him. Stroking his chest to help him catch his breath, she reasoned with him. “Why were you losing your temper at A’Shi? He’s educated and timid. Don’t scare him.”
Xiao Ma still could not catch his breath and puffed furiously. “Why did he go into the bathroom while you were showering? And why the hell were you two in there together for so long? Screwing?!”
Jade Guanyin giggled. “He brought me a towel, and I asked him a few things while he was there. Are you jealous?”
Too embarrassed to answer, Xiao Ma merely glared at her with all the ferocity of a tiger. Of course he was jealous! Was there any point trying to hide it?
Jade Guanyin laughed with particular delight. “Don’t worry. He’s having his final surgery next month. For now, he still doesn’t have the ‘equipment’ to screw anyone.” Meeting Xiao Ma’s bewildered stare, she laughed again. “He was born a woman, but he wants to be a man. He likes men, so he’s gay.”
Xiao Ma’s head spun from the explanation. “He’s… a woman? A man? Gay? Huh? But… but aren’t you a man? Doesn’t he like you?”
“I’m a woman.” Jade Guanyin thrust out her chest, making her two large breasts jiggle arrogantly.
Xiao Ma’s eyes nearly crossed at the sight, and Second Master Ma rose proudly to attention once again. Yet Xiao Ma still refused to concede verbally. Reaching down, he grabbed her. “What kind of woman has one of these?”
With him gripping her cock and tugging at her balls, Jade Guanyin let out a delicate cry of pain and melted bonelessly against him. Twining herself around Second Master Ma like a snake, she panted, “I’m Master Ma’s woman.”
…
Lust went straight to Xiao Ma’s head. His powerful arms locked around Jade Guanyin’s waist as he gritted his teeth and rammed into her for all he was worth. His hips pumped with the frantic vigor of a stud dog, driving into her without pause as though powered by a motor. Sitting astride him, Jade Guanyin bounced violently with every thrust, her breasts shaking so hard they seemed about to fly off. Her rear passage ached and itched with lust, completely filled, while pleasure burst through her like countless fireworks until she was delirious, caught somewhere between ecstasy and death.
“Ahh… Ahh! Ah… @￥@#… #￥…” She moaned in Thai, her words coming out so garbled it was as though she had a rod in her mouth. Xiao Ma could not understand a single word, so he simply sealed her lewd cries with his mouth. Jade Guanyin whimpered beneath his kiss, becoming dazed with desire as she swung her hips and desperately pushed back to meet him.
Both of them had spent more than a month bedridden, and this was the first time they had actually fucked since then. As Xiao Ma grew increasingly aroused, he abruptly rolled over and threw Jade Guanyin beneath him. Lifting both her legs, he drove into her with another hundred or so frantic thrusts. At first, Jade Guanyin held his head, kissing him while she moaned. Only when she could no longer breathe did she pull her mouth away and turn her head aside to pant. Her rear burned from being fucked, while the organ between her legs throbbed painfully with pent-up pressure. She struggled to stroke herself, but several successive brutal thrusts from Xiao Ma nearly knocked her heart and lungs straight out of her body, leaving her clutching the pillow and capable of nothing but crying out.
Xiao Ma took hold of her organ for her, rubbing it up and down with his hot, rough palm. His touch reduced Jade Guanyin to a wanton pool of spring water. Before long, her entire body began trembling as climax overtook her, her rear passage convulsing and clamping Xiao Ma in a death grip. Xiao Ma shuddered and released a roar like a tiger or leopard, coming inside her in a long spill that filled her completely.
Jade Guanyin had been pleasured so thoroughly that it took her a long time to catch her breath. Her entire body was drenched in sweat and frighteningly sticky. Xiao Ma still lay hot and heavy atop her, and he had not pulled out; that solid thing remained lodged inside, filling her completely. Still overcome with desire, she nudged Xiao Ma.
“…”
Xiao Ma did not respond.
Jade Guanyin hurriedly lifted his head to look at him—Xiao Ma’s face was deathly pale, his lips had turned bluish, and he had already fainted.
…
After fucking so hard, Xiao Ma tore his wound open. For the next three days, he lay half-dead and could not even sit upright, falling from a strapping iron-blooded man into a fragile flower that could barely withstand a breeze. That heartless Jade Guanyin could not resist laughing while caring for him, making him roll his eyes in fury.
He refused to let Jade Guanyin’s friend come help and insisted that she “invite” him to go home so Xiao Ma would not have to keep looking at him. Jade Guanyin’s hands were normally used for killing, not caring for people. When she wiped Xiao Ma down, she was either too rough or too gentle. The water she brought was always too hot or too cold, the food she cooked smelled worse than shit soup, and at night the quilt was either too thick or too thin, the constant alternation between hot and cold making him sneeze repeatedly. Back at the farmhouse, Xiao Ma had spent his days drifting in and out of consciousness and noticed nothing. Now that his mind was clear, he began finding fault with everything—one moment calling her clumsy, the next accusing her of deliberately abusing him.
Jade Guanyin endured him for two days. By the third, the obedient little wife could no longer keep up the act, and the two had an enormous argument inside the house. Jade Guanyin said she had done everything she possibly could for him; Xiao Ma called her as stupid as a dead donkey. Jade Guanyin said he was deliberately finding fault; Xiao Ma shouted that damn right he was holding a grudge. Jade Guanyin said that if she had known this would happen, he should never have saved her; Xiao Ma said he should have left her to die beneath the cliff, the treacherous, faithless bitch.
Jade Guanyin fell silent. Xiao Ma immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. That was not what he truly thought. No—perhaps some resentful part of him had thought something like it in anger, but that was not what he had done, and he had never wanted those words to leave his mouth.
He was a crude man with a vicious tongue. His thoughts were not subtle to begin with; once they came out of his mouth, they sounded even uglier.
Jade Guanyin turned to leave. Ignoring the pain, Xiao Ma jumped out of bed and chased after her. With one lame leg, she could not move quickly, and he caught her in the living room. Xiao Ma used every ounce of his strength to embrace her. She could not push him away—his wound was long, and she was afraid that pushing too hard would tear it open again.
“There was never any loyalty between Liu Yi and me,” she said. “There’s no loyalty between me and anyone. Nobody saved my parents when Golden Maitreya murdered them. Nobody saved me when Golden Maitreya abused me. I grew up without ever learning what loyalty meant! I used Liu Yi, and you think I’m heartless, but did he care about me? Didn’t he also use me to kill Golden Maitreya? Liu Yi’s brothers are you and Azure Dragon. Not me. If Azure Dragon died, he’d avenge him. If you died, he’d avenge you. If I died, would he avenge me? I know he’s always looked down on me. All of you look down on me. I’m selfish. I don’t have feelings. I was always just a bitch.”
“Enough! Don’t talk about yourself like that!” Xiao Ma said. Jade Guanyin turned her face away and refused to look at him, so he forcibly tipped her chin back toward him. Her face was pale and utterly expressionless.
Lowering her eyes, she said, “Don’t worry. I remember what you said. Once your injuries are a little better, I’ll get lost. I won’t make you see me again.”
“Xiao Yu!” Xiao Ma said urgently. “I’m the bitch! It was my filthy mouth just now! That wasn’t what I really meant!”
He was angry and anxious at once. Normally, when insulting someone, his tongue was razor-sharp, but the moment he had to comfort someone or explain himself, he could not string together a coherent thought. In desperation, he tore open the shirt on his body. “Don’t listen to what people say. Look at what they do, all right?! I’ve already ended up like this for you. Do you still think I hate you?!”
A hideous wound stretched across his body. It was so long that ordinary bandaging was impossible, and dense layers of gauze wrapped his upper body like a mummy. The sharp smell of medicine mingled with blood and struck her face. Jade Guanyin’s expression trembled, and the strength with which she had been resisting him disappeared.
“Stop being stupid. I’ve never looked down on you. How could I sleep with someone I despised?” Xiao Ma stroked her cold face. “You’re my woman. If you’re alive, I’ll save you. If you die, I’ll avenge you.”
For a long time, Jade Guanyin could not make a sound. She trembled in his arms, and moisture dampened his fingertips.
…
They said nothing more. They simply held each other quietly and slept through the night. The following morning, Xiao Ma sleepily reached toward the space beside him and found the bedding cold.
Startled, he sat upright, only to discover that Jade Guanyin was merely making soup for him in the neighboring kitchen. The iron ladle struck the pot with soft ding, ding sounds. Reassured, he leaned back against the headboard and waited patiently.
Half an hour later, Jade Guanyin emerged looking as obedient and bashful as a little wife, carrying a steaming bowl of chicken soup. Xiao Ma eagerly took a sip… It still tasted like shit soup.
Xiao Ma howled inwardly, yet could not bear to hurt Jade Guanyin after all the effort she had put in, so he forced down another two mouthfuls. Jade Guanyin was the one who lost her temper first. “Don’t drink it if you don’t want it! Your face is wrinkled like an old man’s!”
“Can you even tell which jar in the kitchen contains salt?! How many times have I taught you? You’re as stupid as a dead pig!”
“Why should I know how to cook when I’m a man?! None of the men on our mountain knew how to cook!”
“Now you’re a man again?! Are you a snail, changing back and forth whenever you feel like it?!”
The two started squabbling loudly again, shouting obscenities at each other and dragging eighteen generations of the other’s ancestors into it. Jade Guanyin’s Cantonese vocabulary was not broad enough to beat Xiao Ma, so she simply launched into a chaotic mixture of Thai and English curses. Yet after all that shouting, she never said she was leaving, and Xiao Ma never again said anything idiotic about regretting saving her. Still arguing, they went into the kitchen together. Xiao Ma leaned against Jade Guanyin while cursing and instructed her on how to cook the food all over again.
“I know!” Jade Guanyin did not even seem bothered by his nagging.
“You don’t know shit!” Xiao Ma grabbed one of her breasts. “Keep yapping and I’ll squeeze your tits until they burst.”
“You should worry about tearing your wound open again,” Jade Guanyin said disdainfully. “You fuck once and spend three days in bed.”
“You bastard…”
With a sweep of his large hands, Xiao Ma seized both of Jade Guanyin’s breasts and tried to press her against the wall, preparing to risk his life fucking her. An awkward cough sounded outside the kitchen. The two came back to their senses and saw Jade Guanyin’s friend standing there with his face completely red.
Jade Guanyin ducked beneath Xiao Ma’s arm and went over to exchange a few words with her friend. He left behind a large bag filled with medicine bottles, then hurried away.
“What’s that?” Xiao Ma asked with a frown from behind her.
“My medicine.” Jade Guanyin did not hide it from him. She returned to the kitchen, placed both of his hands back onto her breasts, and indicated that he should continue.
Xiao Ma kneaded them hard. “What kind of medicine?”
“Medicine that makes my breasts grow.” Jade Guanyin grinned.
“Damn it, aren’t they already huge?!”
“I have to keep taking it. Otherwise they’ll deflate and look ugly,” Jade Guanyin said with a laugh.
Xiao Ma, however, felt an uneasy knot forming inside him. While continuing to fool around with her, he secretly glanced at the medicine. He knew it was not as simple as she claimed. It was probably some kind of hormone medication used to maintain her transition. He knew little about such things, but from what he had heard, people like her seemed to have to keep taking it. Yet too much of that sort of medication was supposedly very bad for the body and might even shorten a person’s life.
“Stop taking it,” he told Jade Guanyin seriously.
“If I stop, I’ll turn back into a man.” Jade Guanyin was still grinning as she slipped a hand into his trousers and began teasing Second Master Ma. “Don’t you like women? Why don’t I just have sex reassignment surgery? Then I wouldn’t have to keep taking these every day.”
With her other hand, she guided Xiao Ma’s hand beneath her skirt. “Don’t you dislike this thing of mine? I’ll have it cut off.”
Hearing that, Xiao Ma’s feelings became extraordinarily complicated. He considered himself an ironclad straight man. If he searched his conscience, of course he liked women—and only women. As for why he had become tangled up with the half-man, half-woman Jade Guanyin until he ultimately fell hopelessly in love, he could only privately blame some sin he must have committed in a previous life that deserved a lightning strike from Heaven. But when it came to actually having Jade Guanyin undergo surgery, he could not bear the thought. How much would that hurt?! Just imagining it made his balls clench painfully!
The instant his balls tightened, Jade Guanyin felt it. Assuming he had become aroused, she cheerfully continued teasing him. Xiao Ma was soon burning with desire, and neither of them could keep cooking. The two fooled around wildly in the kitchen—only playing with each other’s cocks, though. They did not dare go all the way, afraid that the delicate flower Master Ma would get too excited and faint again.
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