Xie Yuansheng looked at her with horror and then said, "Yingying, how will you get up? You don't have feet! Let me go and get it for you."

Feng Xinying said, "No Shengu. You wait here." She tried to get up but instead plopped on the bed beside him. She stared at Xie Yuansheng and said, "You are right. I don't have feet. Go and get the scissors."

Xie Yuansheng somehow managed to go to the bathroom to fetch the scissors and gave it to Feng Xinying. He sat back in his place and patted his thighs, "Yingying, come and sit here on me."

Feng Xinying took the scissors, straddled him sloppily by sitting on his thighs and held his little brother. She tried to narrow her eyes and brought her face closer as though she was investigating something. In the meantime Xie Yuansheng slid his hand on her back and started stroking it gently. Even though he was heavily drunk, her touch was invigorating. He said, "Yingying, my little brother is painful."

"Why Shengu?"

"It wants to do something."

"What does it want to do?"

"I don't know," he started crying.

Feng Xinying looked at it again and saw that even though her hand had encircled it tightly, it was trying to move. She shouted at him, "Don't move. Shengu is getting hurt." But it wouldn't listen. Then Feng Xinying tried to calm it down by gently caressing it. "There, there… calm down…"

When she caressed it, Xie Yuansheng starting grinning. "He likes when you caress it Yingying."

Feng Xinying looked at Xie Yuansheng and saw him grinning. She smiled at him and said, "Wait, when I make it look beautiful. It will like it even more."

"How will you do that?" he asked amused.

"I will cut some hair that are on its feet and put them on his head. Then it will look pretty and won't be mad," she replied as she started cutting small hair as carefully as she could in her drunken state.

Xie Yuansheng was immediately brimming with happiness. He took his hands to her breasts and squeezed them. "See my little brother is jumping with joy!"

Feng Xinying smiled. After cutting some hair from there, she threw the scissors on floor somewhere. She picked those four five hair that she managed to cut and arranged them on the top of his member. "See, now it has got hair in the right place!"

Since Xie Yuansheng was fondling with her breasts, his member was shaking uncontrollably. "He is jumping with excitement Yingying. Thank you for making it look so pretty."

Feng Xinying smiled and said, "I am a model. I know how to make things pretty. Shengu, you wait here, I will make it look prettier."

Feng Xinying tried to get up but fell again. "Shengu, my feet."

"Oh, wait!" Xie Yuansheng got up from the bed and picked her in his arms again.

"Take me to the dressing table," she said.

Xie Yuansheng put her down over there. Feng Xinying started taking out her lipsticks, rouge and eyeliner. She made Xie Yuansheng sit on the cushioned stool of the dressing table. Then she opened his legs and held his member. "Don't move, Shengu's little brother. I will make you look pretty, okay?"

She took some wine colored rouge on a brush, exposed the head and started powdering it. While she did that, she would accidently massage it up and down.

Xie Yuansheng said, "Yingying, it is paining. Massage it harder."

"Oh! Wait." She kept her brush down, started massaging it gently and gently blew air on it for it to cool down.

"Ah!" he groaned.

Feng Xinying looked at him and asked, "What happened?"

Xie Yuansheng was in no state to talk. He had shut his eyes. All of a sudden he realized that Feng Xinying had stopped massaging and opened his eyes. She had opened her lipstick and was softly making applying it over there. All the while she did that, she didn't let the hair that she had so meticulously placed on the top, fall. He wanted that massage, he didn't know why.

Xie Yuansheng again said, "Yingying, it is paining. Massage it."

Feng Xinying got annoyed. She scolded his member. "Stop acting so badly. This is the last time I am massaging you, okay?"

She started massaging again and this time Xie Yuansheng's started groaning. "Ah! Don't stop Yingying. My little brother is loving it."

He groaned loudly this time as his body jerked and he came wildly. Feng Xinying looked at it in wonder, as her hands became dirty. "Shengu, it was paining because it had the pus!"

Xie Yuansheng was sitting on the stool relaxed after he had come. He looked lovingly at Feng Xinying and smiled like a buffoon. Feng Xinying wiped her hands on the shirt she was wearing.

When Feng Xinying noticed that all the efforts she had put in to make it look pretty were down the drain, she made a crying face. "Shengu, your little brother is sleeping. What about the makeup?"

Xie Yuansheng patted her head and said, "Don't worry. I will squeeze your breasts again to wake it up but let us also sleep now."

"Okay Shengu…"

Saying that he picked Feng Xinying again and they went back to the bed to sleep. He made her turn the other side and spooned her.