[Rural Areas] The Countryside is So Beautiful (Complete) - 23

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Chapter 129
"Hehe, could it really be that you're feeling all lovey-dovey?" I chuckled, holding her petite body. "I remember when I saw you in the restroom, you were all disheveled. I wonder what someone was up to in there all alone?"

"You still dare to say that... I'll teach you to say that..." Zhao Na's face flushed red as she pounded on my chest, her soft body rubbing against my senses.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore..." I quickly pulled her closer, begging for mercy.

"Say it again and I'll beat you to a pulp..." She raised her small fist defiantly, but seeing that I was still playing with her delicate feet, she quickly shifted her position and pulled her skirt up.

We both fell silent for a moment, with only the croaking of frogs around us. Looking into the distance, we saw the wide, clear river rippling gently, evaporating wisps of mist, and occasionally a few water birds flapping their wings as they flew towards the setting sun. The reeds along the riverbank were sparse, but they added to the picturesque scene.

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's only near dusk." I never expected Zhao Na to recite such a poem in such a refined manner. Seeing my incredulous gaze, she immediately retorted angrily, "What? Can't I recite this poem?"

"Yes, yes," I smiled and put my arm around her, saying, "Dusk isn't too late. Haven't you heard the line, 'The moon rises above the willow branches, lovers meet after dusk'? Do you know what that means? It means the darker it gets, the easier it is to get things done."

"Are you trying to kill me? You've ruined such a beautiful poem! If you keep spouting nonsense, I'm ignoring you!" Zhao Na stood up angrily.

"I won't say it, I won't say it!" I reached out and pulled her again, this time she happened to fall backward into my lap, facing me. I pulled her legs, letting her straddle my lap, like riding a horse.

Zhao Na also felt the position was too ambiguous, and quickly punched me, saying, "You jerk, let me get up." Looking at her rosy little face pouting, her angry expression, I found her incredibly cute, especially her luscious cherry lips. The way they opened and closed made me want to kiss them. I put my arm around her shoulder and pressed my lips to hers; their softness felt like it was melting. Our lips were now tightly joined together. Zhao Na, who had been pushing me away, stopped, letting out a muffled groan. Under my assault, she quickly opened her "fortress gates," welcoming my arrival with her fragrant tongue.

Not wanting to be left out, my hands reached inside her clothes again, feeling the soft mounds through her bra. As I gently rubbed them, Zhao Na gripped my arm tightly, letting out even more rapid groans. When my hand reached for her two red buds, she tensed up, blocking my hand and pulling her lips away, stammering, "Don't...don't..."

Her hands were actually quite weak; this girl, experiencing passion for the first time, clearly didn't know how to refuse, seeming very cautious, afraid of upsetting me.

"Don't be afraid..." I gently rubbed my lips against her cheek, kissing my way down to her earlobe, sucking on her pink earlobe, circling it, occasionally gently biting it with my teeth. She began to moan softly, involuntarily wrapping her arms around my head, panting heavily.

It seemed her earlobe was a sensitive spot; I continued to stimulate her senses, feeling the full, soft flesh in my hands gradually grow larger and firmer under my caresses.

She was now completely uneasy in my arms, her hands wrapped around my neck, her lips constantly turning towards me, wanting to kiss me again, like a little lamb searching for its mother's breast.

With continued friction, I slowly pushed Zhao Na's body down onto the newspaper, pressing my body against hers.

"Mmm..." she murmured shyly, opening her tightly closed eyes, her face flushed. "What...what are you going to do? Don't...do this...let go..." She began to struggle, perhaps a little shy, but her resistance wasn't very strong. My two large, strong hands lifted her top, exposing Zhao Na's delicate and beautiful upper body. Although her bra was on, her small breasts were clearly visible, very eye-catching, reflecting a dreamlike color in the setting sun, white and adorable, with a small pink nipple in the center, instantly evoking tenderness. I slowly caressed her tender and beautiful breasts with my hands, savoring the beautiful and pretty girl's shy struggle. I could feel her trembling, and I couldn't help but lower my head to kiss her, gently caressing her, feeling the heat on her breasts with my tongue.

As I moved, Zhao Na slumped languidly onto the newspaper, moaning softly. Her long, beautiful black hair was scattered across it, like painted silk, alluring and beautiful. Her red lips, like ripe peaches hanging from branches, exuded a warm and captivating fragrance that wafted into my nostrils, stirring my heartstrings.

When I half-lifted her up, she was already somewhat dazed. Her hands obediently reached over my head, her legs slightly parted, revealing her two smooth, white thighs. In fact, her lower body was now barely covered; the pinkish groin of her thighs radiated an alluring light pink hue, as if a spring of water was slowly welling up. With her movements, the swaying of her thighs and the movement of her skirt made it almost possible for me to see between her legs. Those soft, full, beautiful curves outlined a breathtaking cleavage, which would be completely exposed with the slightest touch of my hand.

Zhao Na's body was as smooth and warm as jade, her lower body skin so delicate it seemed to break at a touch, the tender flesh on her inner thighs as soft as solidified tofu. Her skin was very white, with a rosy tint, something I had never seen on other women. I could hardly imagine what kind of environment had nurtured such a beauty.

Touching that soft skin, firm yet elastic, she trembled and cried out repeatedly, "Ah...no...it's so embarrassing!" I embraced her, lowered my head and whispered in Zhao Na's ear, "You're so beautiful, I like you."

"You're so shameless!" She twisted her slender, supple waist beneath me, then suddenly pushed me away.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, just like what happened in the hospital on-call room, she quickly opened her small bag, swiftly changed her sanitary napkin, and then glared at me a few times.

But after this, she refused to let me touch her again. I knew I had gone a bit too far, and I secretly mocked myself; my temper was getting increasingly impatient. I knew that women are very sensitive and have weak immune systems during their periods, making them highly susceptible to bacterial infections. So I half-held her in my arms, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

At that moment, our hearts gradually calmed down, and we completely forgot about the setting sun. It was

n't until we heard the mooing of cattle in the distance that we realized that nearby farmers were leading their cattle to the river to drink. I glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so I stood up to go back with Zhao Na, but I was suddenly startled to see Professor Liu and his apprentice by the river. They probably didn't realize someone was watching them, so they kept pointing at the surrounding scenery.

Could there be some secret by the river? I thought for a moment and pulled Zhao Na along, saying, "It's much cooler now, let's go to the riverbank and see if we can find any pretty seashells."

"Okay," Zhao Na agreed, intrigued by the prospect of seashells. Although river shells aren't as colorful as seashells, there are still quite a few beautiful ones among them.

We locked our bicycles to a small tree, then straightened our clothes and headed towards the riverbank. As we approached Professor Liu and his companion, they heard our footsteps, turned around, smiled at us, and made way. They seemed to think we were a couple enjoying the cool air by the river, though the young man did steal a few glances at Zhao Na.

I smiled back and politely greeted them, "You two are also enjoying the cool air by the river?"

"Hehe, yes," Professor Liu replied casually.

After a couple of meaningless exchanges, we had reached the front. I said to Zhao Na, "It's a bit late to collect seashells now. We should wait until morning, when the tide has just receded. Maybe we can find some artifacts. Someone found a gold ingot when I was in Luzhen." My voice was loud enough for them to hear; I was sure they would be interested.

"You're dreaming. You don't have that kind of luck," Zhao Na thought I was just spouting nonsense.

Sure enough, before we'd taken more than a few steps, Professor Liu called out from behind, "Young man, wait for us..."

"You..." Zhao Na and I stopped and turned to look at them.

"Come on, haha, we're from out of town, here for an inspection," Professor Liu said, pulling a business card from his pocket and handing it to me, noticing our suspicious looks. It read: Professor Liu Liang, History Department, XX University.

I believed this title would impress many people, and although I internally questioned the card's authenticity, I still praised it profusely.

Professor Liu then modestly introduced himself for a while before introducing the young man: "This is my prized student, Jiang Tao."

"Hello, Wang Hao, and this is Zhao Na," I replied awkwardly.

As we walked and talked, we gradually opened up to each other. Seeing that we seemed to have no ulterior motives, both of us appeared to relax. Professor Liu casually asked, "What happened when you mentioned that cultural relics appeared in Luzhen during low tide? You know, historians love this kind of thing."

"Yes, my teacher always goes to investigate any cultural relics or historical sites he hears about," Jiang Tao chimed in.

“Oh, this? I haven’t seen it myself. I just heard people in town talking about it. They say fishermen often find copper coins and things like that on the riverbank. Actually, whenever the water rises in our area, something always gets washed up. So when the water recedes, people rush to the riverbank, especially after it rains. Every morning, dozens of people go to collect things. There are people in our town who specialize in collecting these things.”

“Oh,” Professor Liu nodded thoughtfully and asked, “Doesn’t your government care? Do these unearthed items belong to the state?”

“How can we care? People aren’t stealing or robbing; they’re just collecting things on the riverbank. Besides, there’s no owner. Why should we care? Are we just wasting our time?”

“We…” The young man keenly grasped the key words in my words, “I wonder what Brother Wang does in Luzhen?”

“Oh, I’m just a junior assistant, here in Luzhen for poverty alleviation. I usually do odd jobs in the office. I’m here in the county town on business.” “That

’s great! Haha, we were planning to go to Luzhen in a few days. We were worried because we didn’t know anyone there,” Professor Liu said happily.

"Oh, what are you going there for? Luzhen is dirt poor, just three streets, you can walk around them in a minute, there's nothing to see." I asked "strangely."

"Did you know about the smoke coming from the Zhuangyuan Pagoda this morning?" Professor Liu asked, seemingly choosing his words carefully.

"Yes, I went to see it this morning. It's really rare, the first time I've ever seen a pagoda smoke in my life. But what does that have to do with our Luzhen?"

"Let me tell you slowly... Do you know the history of the Zhuangyuan Pagoda?" He stared at me and asked.

"Who doesn't know that? It's just that a top scholar built a pagoda, right?" Zhao Na, who hadn't spoken until now, interjected.

"Hmm," Professor Liu nodded, then began, "There's a folk tale about this. There used to be a temple next to the Zhuangyuan Pagoda where an Indian monk practiced. He was puzzled as to why the Lu River, though full every flood season, never reached the county town. He inquired privately and heard that the Zhuangyuan Pagoda had suppressed the 'sea eye,' preventing the Lu River from overflowing..."

I've heard this story too. It's about how the Indian monk knew ordinary things couldn't suppress the sea eye, so he deduced there were treasures inside the pagoda. He secretly investigated and discovered twelve golden statues. He immediately harbored malicious intent to steal them, so he secretly built a large boat in the temple. When the river rose again to the height of the temple, he loaded the statues onto the boat, intending to escape down the river.

Because the golden statues were no longer suppressing the flood, the river immediately began to overflow. The people of the county town, noticing the unusual situation, went to Cangxuan Temple to inquire. They discovered that the Indian monk was about to escape and chased after him in their boats. The Indian monk's boat was very heavy, carrying twelve golden statues, and its speed was slow. Just as he was about to be overtaken, he had an idea. He threw a large spider he had brought with him onto the mast. The spider immediately spun a web in the wind, quickly weaving a large sail. With the wind and current, it sailed further and further away, about to escape.

At this moment, an old monk also came up with a plan. He had someone bring a thousand-year-old tree from the temple and plant it on the sea eye to suppress it. The floodwaters immediately receded. Just then, a violent storm began, tearing apart the spider's web. The Indian monk's sailboat lost its balance, capsized, and sank to the bottom of the river…

This story sounds quite absurd, no different from a myth or legend. I don't know what he meant by telling this story.

"The ancients often exaggerated and imagined things when telling stories, especially some legends, like the one about Zhang Jiao's uprising where he would breathe clouds and mist. In reality, it was just that they used gunpowder to create thunderbolts. So when we listen, we need to strip away these exaggerated imaginations and restore the true face of history," Professor Liu explained, seeing my puzzled look.

Chapter 130
"Oh, how so? Are there really twelve golden men?" Zhao Na and I were both intrigued, staring at Professor Liu. Although our eyes were filled with anticipation, he didn't doubt us. After all, these strange tales always attract attention.

"Hehe, we can think of it this way: There was an Indian monk who once practiced at the Cangxuan Temple. Later, he saw treasures inside the Zhuangyuan Pagoda and, with wicked intentions, secretly loaded the treasures onto a boat and tried to escape. Later, he was discovered and chased. In his haste, coupled with a torrential rain, the boat sank in the middle of the river..."

"Hmm, that explanation makes a lot more sense," I nodded. Sometimes, once you reveal the truth, things become simpler. But deep down I knew it wasn't that simple. Professor Liu had only briefly described the contents of the Zhuangyuan Pagoda as "treasure," which I doubted was unintentional. After all, Indian monks traveled far and wide, were well-informed, and wouldn't be tempted by ordinary things. Clearly, the items enshrined in the Zhuangyuan Pagoda were truly treasures. But why were Professor Liu and his group here? Could it be that the Indian monk's ship sank here?

I asked my last question. Professor Liu glanced at me, nodded, and explained, "Although the Lu River has changed course several times throughout history, it hasn't deviated too far from its original course. By the way, do you know the effect of the Earth's rotation on river channels?"

"This can be related to the Earth's rotation..." Zhao Na exclaimed, then, seeing us all staring at her, she explained somewhat embarrassedly, "That's a bit of a stretch..."

I had heard about the Earth's rotation affecting river channels before, but I always felt these things were far removed from my own experience and hadn't thought about them seriously. Hearing Professor Liu's explanation, I hesitated and asked, "You mean the Lu River changed course because of the Earth's rotation?"

"Hehe, that's not entirely the reason. There are many reasons why rivers change course, but the Earth's rotation is a major factor, and this is especially evident in the Deer River. The Earth's rotation generates geodynamic forces..."

He explained for a while, then, seeing our blank looks, he smiled and picked up a dry twig to draw on the soft sand: "In the Northern Hemisphere, geodynamic forces tend to graze the right bank of the river, which is the south bank, increasing the erosion caused by the water flow and accelerating its erosion. Because this force has existed for a long time, it has a strong directional deformation effect on the sandy and muddy riverbanks, causing the river to gradually shift southward. Of course, most people can't perceive this force, and its impact is very small, but nearly a thousand years of accumulation has already moved this section of the riverbed by a full fifty meters..."

"Wait a minute..." I was getting more and more confused and quickly asked, "How did you get this data? Do you have the formula for calculating geodynamic forces?"

"Haha, what a coincidence," Jiang Tao explained at this moment, "We found a large rock nearby when we were investigating along the river these past few days. Come with us to see it..." Knowing that they would need my help when they came to Luzhen in the future, the two of them tried their best to satisfy my "curiosity".

I wonder if Professor Liu, knowing I was also secretly eyeing him, would be so angry he'd just twitch.

Jiang Tao led us forward a few dozen meters, pointing to a large rock and saying, "This is the mooring stone. Therefore, we speculate that this was once a ferry crossing in ancient times, but due to the southward shift of the river course, it gradually fell into disuse. Now, it seems that apart from fishing, no one else uses this river for boating." "

What do you mean? Who travels by boat these days? It's slow and dangerous," Zhao Na chimed in from behind. "

That's true. Everything is much more convenient now, but eighty years ago, Luhe was quite prosperous," Professor Liu sighed.

A thought suddenly struck me. I finally realized where I had been going wrong all along. I had always thought Luzhen was a remote little mountain valley because its land transportation was underdeveloped. That Liu Feng, who rebelled, actually chose a small mountain valley as his base—he had no foresight whatsoever. Looking back, I realize I was mistaken. In ancient times, southerners primarily relied on waterways for travel. Although the Lu River has dried up considerably in recent decades, who can guarantee it wasn't a major river a thousand years ago? The local chronicles of Lu Town seem to confirm my suspicions. Thinking this way, many problems become clear. Even without jade veins, transporting a little jade via well-developed waterways wouldn't be a big deal. Images

of Lu Town's past glory gradually surfaced in my mind, like a movie playing in my head. No wonder Lu Town was once the seat of a prefecture; unfortunately, with the drying up of the Lu River, its glory vanished forever.

I examined the stone before me. Several holes were drilled into the smooth, large rock, and the words "X County Established During the Jiaqing and Hongqing Reigns" were crookedly carved on it. The gray, solitary stone stood on the riverbank, telling the story of its past glory, and for a moment, I felt a pang of sadness.

"Professor Liu," I asked tentatively, "I've heard the old folks in town say that Lu Town used to be very prosperous. Is that true?"

“Hehe, of course it’s true. Luzhen used to be a city. I remember people calling it Lucheng on maps before the founding of the People’s Republic of China.” He explained to me again.

“Really? I’ve never seen any city walls in Luzhen.” I said, following his lead.

“Hehe, young man, it’s like comparing apples and oranges. There are many reasons why the city walls are gone, but you’ve heard the idiom ‘the sea changes into mulberry fields,’ right?”

Zhao Na started looking around at the ground, and I couldn’t help but ask with a smile, “What are you looking for?”

“Looking for cultural relics. According to what you just said, this ferry crossing is very prosperous, so there must be a lot of cultural relics.”

The three of us laughed heartily, forgetting about Luzhen.

“Professor Liu, you’re also here to look for cultural relics, right? Did you find anything on the riverbank?” Zhao Na asked again, and I listened intently.

“It’s not that easy. It’s like panning for gold in the sand. It’s very difficult. We came here mainly for research, so we didn’t bring many instruments.”

The group talked for a long time until it got dark before saying goodbye. Professor Liu and his companion were staying at a nearby farmer's house that night, so they weren't going the same way as us. I rode my bike to take Zhao Na back, but she didn't let me drop her off at her doorstep and told me to go home early.

I didn't go back to the hospital; instead, I went back to the guesthouse and slept. I was exhausted from the busy days, and my thoughts were very jumbled; I needed to sort them out.

When Jiang Ailian saw me return, she was still indifferent, but she did call me for dinner. I said I wasn't hungry and let her eat by herself.

Unexpectedly, she brought me a plate of steamed dumplings when she came back from dinner. I quickly got out of bed and thanked her several times. Actually, this woman, despite her cold exterior, was quite caring.

As she watched me eat, she turned to leave, but I had a question in my mind and quickly called her back: "Village Chief Jiang, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

"Okay," she obediently sat down again. Her shirt clung to her body, clearly outlining her prominent breasts. I secretly glanced at the beautiful woman. Jiang Ailian possessed a unique, aloof charm that gave her a captivating allure.

"You've heard the older folks in town talk about the Lu River, haven't you?" I cleared my throat and asked.

"What about the Lu River?" she asked, looking at me questioningly.

"Well..." I recounted my encounter with Professor Liu and his companion that afternoon, omitting some details.

"Oh, you mean the waterways in Lu Town used to be very developed?" she asked, surprised.

"Really? You didn't know?" I was even more astonished. The disappearance of Lu Town's waterways was only a few decades ago; as Professor Liu said, eighty years ago, waterways were absolutely essential. But I hadn't expected Jiang Ailian to be completely unaware, as if what I said was pure fantasy.

"Are you even from Luzhen? How come you know nothing? Has no one told you these things?"

"Whether I'm from Luzhen or not is none of your business. Eat if you want, don't eat if you don't," she snapped, snatching my bowl away. Her eyes reddened, and she stormed out without looking back. Then I heard a loud thud outside; someone had thrown the lunchbox downstairs.

Sure enough, someone downstairs quickly yelled, "Who the hell is so heartless, dumping leftovers on the ground? Don't they have any public decency?"

"So what if it's me? Come up and see if you dare..." To my surprise, Jiang Ailian started hurling insults, her voice trembling with sobs.

The person downstairs, probably a bully who preys on the weak, could only retort angrily, "Not going to argue with you, you shrew?"

"Who are you calling a shrew... you shrew..."

"I'm talking to you, you rude woman..." the person downstairs retorted defiantly.

"You shrew, I'll show you!" Then I heard Jiang Ailian rush into the next room, followed by a loud "splash."

My heart sank. I rushed outside and saw a soaking wet man standing downstairs.

"You...you..." The middle-aged man with glasses was speechless with anger.

"Jiang Ailian, what's wrong with you?" I was startled, glared at her, and quickly ran downstairs to apologize.

Seeing a reasonable person appear, the middle-aged man became even more agitated and started making a scene. Their commotion was already quite loud, and the other guests in the guesthouse began to gather in the hallway to watch. The young woman who had been registering the guests, however, kept her distance, afraid of getting involved.

Seeing that a simple apology wouldn't convince him, I quickly advised, "Brother, calm down. So many people are watching. Go wash your clothes, don't catch a cold. Didn't you see the way that woman upstairs acted? Does she look like someone who's afraid of trouble? Let me tell you, she once chased me down the street and beat me up. She's used to being lawless. If you keep yelling, she might just throw a bucket of water at you."

Seeing how confident I was, and with the upstairs customers pointing and whispering like monkeys performing a trick, he knew that continuing would only make him look worse. He could only mutter under his breath, "I guess I'm just unlucky," and then went inside.

At this moment, the registration girl ran over and whispered, "What are you doing upstairs? If you keep doing this, we won't let you stay here anymore."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time," I said, feeling incredibly frustrated. What kind of situation was this? I looked back at Jiang Ailian and realized she had already gone inside.

I was very puzzled. I didn't think I had said anything unpleasant. I just casually asked, "Are you from Luzhen or not?" Jiang Ailian suddenly went crazy.

I'm certain Jiang Ailian wasn't just making a fuss; there was definitely a reason behind it. My words had touched a nerve. Lying in bed, the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. This was the first time I'd seen this side of Jiang Ailian. Right, she was also very fierce when she argued with Xia Xiaoli. Could it be that she found out about Xia Xiaoli and me? But that shouldn't be the case.

Analyzing it again and again, I realized I really couldn't understand this woman. To outsiders, Jiang Ailian seemed like a very aloof woman.

Just as I was thinking this, there was a few knocks on the door, and Jiang Ailian's voice came from outside: "Wang Hao, you're not asleep yet?"

"No, I am. What's up, Village Chief Jiang?" I quickly sat up.

"I'm sorry about what happened earlier," she said as she pushed the door open. I noticed that Jiang Ailian's eyes were red; she must have just been crying.

"It's nothing, it's nothing," I said, not knowing what to talk about, and quickly pulled up a chair. "Sit down, I'll get you some water."

She took a sip of water, seemingly calming down, and looked up to ask, "What did you want to say? I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now and didn't hear you." There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, which made me forgive her instantly.

"Nothing, I just wanted to know about the history of Luzhen, nothing else. By the way, I'm thinking of going on a trip with the bank staff in the next couple of days. Why don't you go back to Luzhen and explain things here? It's hard to explain many things over the phone."

"Hmm," she nodded, frowning thoughtfully, adding a touch of allure to her cool and beautiful face. A woman is most beautiful when she's focused. I couldn't help but steal glances at Jiang Ailian's beautiful curves from the side—her smooth, fair neck, full and firm breasts, and round, pert buttocks were alluring. She frowned slightly, her whole body seemingly radiating some indescribable heat, making my heart race again.

"I've almost finished with things in the county town. All that's left is to wait for news. There's not much point in staying here. There's also a lot going on in the town, so I'll head back. But you should be careful when you go traveling; after all, they're our cash cows. Luzhen will need the bank a lot for future development."

"I know. Do you want me to go with you to the county town tomorrow to buy some things? It's not easy to come all this way."

"No need. I'll go to the Fourth Middle School to see Xiaoli tomorrow, and then take the bus back." She declined.

"That's fine. Their classes must be very busy now, right?"

"That girl is a worry, always running around like crazy." Her face lit up when she mentioned Xia Xiaoli.

Chapter 131
I know Jiang Ailian has high expectations for Xia Xiaoli, wanting her to leave Luzhen. I've heard Xia Xiaoli complain privately, thinking her mother is too harsh on her.

Actually, I also think Jiang Ailian is a bit paranoid, which is why Xia Xiaoli, who usually seems quite quiet, is so rebellious at heart.

Actually, the mother and daughter were quite similar in this respect. Looking at the mature woman before me, her fair skin a pale pink, her soft, boneless body exuding an alluring fragrance, I recalled my unfinished passion with Xia Xiaoli, and my heart stirred. The words of comfort I had intended to offer vanished.

Jiang Ailian noticed my strange gaze, covered her face with her hand, and pretended to be oblivious as she continued talking to me. But she quickly couldn't bear my gaze any longer, hurriedly standing up and saying, "It's getting late, I need to go back to sleep."

At the door, she stopped and said, "Wang Hao, I'm sorry about tonight. I didn't expect it to turn out like that."

"It's alright," I said, indicating I didn't take it to heart, but I was even more confused.

When I woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock. Jiang Ailian's complexion had returned to normal, showing no trace of the emotional turmoil she had displayed the night before. Since I had to go to the bank that day, I didn't say much to her.

These days, bank management is very lax; they seem unafraid of robberies. After clarifying who I was looking for, the young woman at the front desk simply said, "The second room on the left on the third floor, then continue reading your newspaper."

I walked to Wang Xia's office, about to knock, but then hesitated, gently pushing open the slightly ajar door and going inside.

Wang Xia was writing something with a carbon pen, her brows slightly furrowed. Her fair face was rosy, her large, captivating eyes mesmerizing, and her cherry-like lips beneath her delicate nose looked fresh and inviting. She wore a gray business suit, her full, round breasts creating a cleavage, and her long, shapely legs, crossed, peeked out from the slit in her skirt, adorned with beautiful high heels.

A woman focused on her work is most beautiful; this woman, exuding the charm of a young married woman, left me speechless.

After a long pause, I coughed, and Wang Xia finally noticed my arrival. Her face flushed crimson, and she glared at me before whispering, "Why are you here?"

"I missed you, so I came to see you. What, is that a problem?" I smiled and sat down on the table in front of her, looking down at her. The collar of my bank uniform revealed her alluringly full breasts. When she noticed my gaze lingering on her chest, she threw the pen at me, then hurriedly covered her chest with her hands, pressing them against her chest to completely conceal her breasts. The slightly loose clothing became taut under her hands, but this only accentuated the contours of her mature breasts, which rose and fell with her nervous breathing.

"Don't be silly. This is a bank; I have work to do," she said, feeling uneasy under my gaze.

"I'm here to talk to you about work, Section Chief Wang," I said with a smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not Section Chief Wang." Wang Qian had told me that the head of their bank's loan department was reaching retirement age, so there would be a personnel reshuffle in the fall. The loan department is one of the bank's two most important departments, so everyone is scrambling to get in, and there's a lot of behind-the-scenes maneuvering. Wang Xia was one of the top candidates.

However, her shortcomings were also very obvious; she was a woman. Although gender equality has been advocated for so many years, it's still not a reality. But Wang Xia's background is quite strong, so it shouldn't be a problem. The key is how Zheng Changyin handles things.

"Then I wish you success in becoming Section Chief Wang. It's so cool in here, with the air conditioning on," I said, leaning my head closer. Wang Xia hurriedly turned her head away. I put my arm around the back of her head and kissed her warm little mouth.

"Ugh...you're crazy..." She was startled and hurriedly pushed me away, glancing nervously through the crack in the door.

"Don't worry, there's no one outside," I said, embracing her and sitting in her seat.

Wang Xia, panting, pushed me away, softly begging me to leave, but I wouldn't let go. She struggled for a while, then lost her strength, only glaring at me angrily.

In summer, we were dressed lightly, so her writhing in my arms intensely stimulated my senses. I felt a warm, upward surge. Wang Xia, sitting in my lap, immediately sensed what it was; her face flushed even more, but she dared not move.

I put my arm around Wang Xia's shoulders, kissing her small mouth while slipping my left hand inside her blouse, grasping and kneading her full breasts through her tight underwear.

Wang Xia closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her small mouth slightly open, her breathing quickly turning into seductive moans. Her blouse had unknowingly been unbuttoned. When my hand slipped down below, her body trembled slightly, and she pleaded softly, "Don't be silly, the door isn't locked, what if someone pushes it open?"

I only intended to flirt with Wang Xia a little and be done with it, but I didn't expect her words to have such a deeper meaning... I looked around; the office was only about fifteen square meters, and the furnishings were very simple: a table, three chairs, and a filing cabinet behind them. Although it was a bit shabby, it was a good place.

I stopped what I was doing and said, "I'll close the door, you can't go back on your word, okay?"

She blushed and nodded, looking slightly aggrieved.

I immediately let go of Wang Xia. Just as I was about to lock the door from the inside, she suddenly called out to me again, "Wait a minute..." I saw Wang Xia pick up a pen and write something on the table.

I looked at it and saw that it said: "I'm going out, will be back in two hours."

How clever! Wang Xia stuck the paper on the door, then locked it from the inside. She turned to look at me, noticing the meaning in my eyes, and playfully punched me shyly.

"What, this time you're coming to my door on your own initiative?" I quickly unbuttoned her blouse. Her full, firm breasts, white and rosy, heaved against my chest. I lifted her clothes slightly, and Wang Xia cooperated, stretching her arms to reveal a curve that would make any man's blood boil. I couldn't help but stop, admiring her closely.

Wang Xia, however, was already impatient. She said weakly, "What are you doing..."

"So impatient, you little slut..." I teased, giving her a pinch.

"You..." Her face flushed instantly, and she scolded in a low voice, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, and my husband hears you, he'll teach you a lesson..."

I laughed, "What does it matter? Do you think I'd be embarrassed to be cuckolded by Zheng Changyin? Besides, I want to be your husband!"

Wang Xia retorted angrily, "Who wants you as my husband? Don't talk nonsense anymore..."

But as I continued to knead her, her body was already hot, and her scolding had no threatening meaning; it sounded more like flirting to me. I simply kissed her full breasts, forcing her to pant, while teasing, "Sister Wang, call me husband, don't be shy? I'll give you a good time."

"No...no..." Although Wang Xia resisted with all her might, her whole body was limp and she couldn't muster any strength. Although we had only had intimate contact a few times, I knew her very well. I kept kissing her full breasts with my burning lips, making her feel waves of tingling... She also twisted her body in my arms, rubbing her various parts against me.

"You said no, but look how wet you are... how did you get wet so quickly?" I was a little surprised.

She blushed instantly, panting, and said, "It's all because of you, you bastard..."

"What about me? Call me husband first," I teased in a low voice, waving my hand in front of her face so that Wang Xia could see clearly.

She frowned, almost bursting into tears from the teasing, only muttering, "Bastard, bastard..." but refusing to admit defeat.

I also became interested, but it was just a teasing itch without any real passion. Finally, without realizing it, I had her in a soft, whimpering voice: "Hu...husband."

I raised my eyebrows, naturally understanding what Wang Xia meant. I laughed and lifted her up, placing my hands on her inner thighs. With a push, Wang Xia, who had been sitting with her back to my lap, now turned around, straddling my lap with her legs wide open, her legs clamping my legs.

I entered without any foreplay. Wang Xia closed her eyes, panting, her small mouth slightly open, her arms tightly wrapped around my body…

I thoroughly enjoyed this encounter, her soft moans of “Husband, husband” filling me with joy, yet I was still unsatisfied.

“Sister Wang, do you like it? Or you could…” Looking at the slightly sweaty woman in my arms, I teased her further.

Wang Xia shyly rested her head against my chest, remaining silent. I touched Wang Xia’s full breasts again, while her hands remained tightly gripping her lower body.

“Ah Hao, we… we shouldn’t do that anymore, just… just like this, okay?”

“Sister Wang, what do you mean by ‘like’?” I asked, feigning ignorance.

“Just like this, you’re just teasing me.” Wang Xia said, seemingly angry.

“I really don’t know what ‘like’ means, please tell me?” I seized the opportunity to ask Wang Xia again.

“You bastard… bastard!” Seeing that I wouldn’t give up, she could only punish me harshly with her hands, her face flushed, filled with the satisfaction of pleasure.

Wang Xia was still half-naked, and I teased her, "Sister Wang, has it been a long time since you've done it, that's why you were in such a hurry?"

She naturally knew I was referring to what had just happened, and her face turned even redder. "I don't know why, everything was fine until I saw you, you bastard, and I couldn't help myself... You bad boy, you played with me and you're still making fun of me! You even made me call you 'husband' just now..."

I said, "I'm not teasing you, tell me, who did better, me or Zheng Changyin?"

Wang Xia's face turned even redder, and she buried her head in my chest, saying, "I'm not talking to you anymore, you bastard." I still pressed, "Tell me!"

"No!" She

wouldn't budge no matter what. I figured I had to teach her a lesson before she'd confess. Taking advantage of Wang Xia's momentary lapse in attention, I suddenly attacked her. She cried out in pain, writhing and groaning, "Ah Hao, you...you be gentle...I'm telling you, please...please?"

She whispered, "You bastard, I don't know why, but I always feel like my body is completely filled. This is a feeling I've never had with Zheng Changyin, just like now. I really feel like you're inside me, I belong to you. This is the first time I've ever felt this way, willingly!"

"You know, I'm actually allergic to men...but it's so good with you, I don't know why..." she said, turning her head away.

"Allergic?" I looked at her, puzzled. This was the first time I'd heard of such a thing.

"Yeah," she nodded, "I don't know why, but whenever a man gets close to my body, my whole body itches. Sometimes it gets so bad that red spots appear, it's really uncomfortable."

"Then what's going on between you and Zheng Changyin, and Wenwen, you didn't adopt her, did you?" I asked.

"Get lost, you're the adopted one." She punched me lightly and said, "I'm only with him to have a baby. I usually don't want him to touch me, and sometimes I can't resist, so I let him have his way. But I always rush to the bathroom to wash up right away."

I thought to myself, perhaps this is why Wang Xia doesn't care about Zheng Changyin's philandering. I hugged her and said, "You're so beautiful, I thought it was because of Director Zheng's good looks, who knew it was like this."

"What? I was the class beauty when I was in school, and I was famous throughout the school. Now I'm not good enough, I'm old." She said with a hint of regret.

"No, you're very tempting now, you know? The first time I saw you, I wanted to have sex with you." I whispered in her ear.

"Oh, you big pervert! So you've been harboring ill intentions all along!" She dug her fingernail hard into my crotch and said, "In the end, you still got your way."

"Of course! I miss you terribly if I don't see you for a day, haha."

"Am I really that good? Let me make this clear: you can't abandon my sister after you're with me, or I'll never forgive you." Right, Wang Xia turned around and hugged me: "I know you men are proud of how many women you've slept with. Tell me honestly, how many women have you slept with?"

Ugh, even if I were stupid, I knew I couldn't tell the truth about that, so I just smiled and remained silent.

"Tell me quickly, you were a jerk in school, ruining so many girls!" she kept babbling on.

"No..." I wasn't afraid to talk about college, and when I talked to Wang Xia about my first girlfriend, perhaps all the past details had become memories, and now I spoke of them with a touch of indifference.

Wang Xia was still naked from the waist up, and I saw that the skirt she wore only covered her upper legs, her entire plump and delicate thighs straddling me. My heart stirred, and I lifted her onto the table, placing my hand on one of her raised legs, admiring this alluring beauty beside me.

She immediately covered herself, struggling to ask, "What time is it?"

Then she looked up at the clock on the wall and jumped off the table, saying, "Oh dear, it's already eleven o'clock."

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caught me completely off guard. My head touched the smooth skin at the base of her thigh, her soft, snowy legs pressed tightly against my face from both sides. Almost instinctively, I stuck out my tongue…

Wang Xia struggled to get down, but I held her waist firmly with my hands. She could only squat on the table, her long, white legs instinctively spreading open, forming a beautiful angle with her smooth, soft body. With my movements, Wang Xia's slender waist swayed slightly, seemingly welcoming yet resisting, her blooming flower trembling and opening and closing in the wind. I felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction within me.

“What are you doing now? Put me down…” Wang Xia gasped and groaned, constantly reaching out to grab my hair, making a rough, nasal sound. Although she protested verbally, her body stopped struggling. One hand supported her body from behind, letting me sit on the chair and caress her.

Touching those soft, white feet, I played with them carefully. Although they couldn't compare to Zhao Na's jade feet, they had their own unique charm, especially the rounded ankles, the smooth white insteps, and the delicate toenails adorned with small, neat nails that reflected a soft, beautiful sheen, further arousing my desire to ravage their owner's body.

I felt an indescribable comfort in the soft warmth of their touch. Grabbing one of the jade feet, I gently kneaded it; it was so delicate and soft that a blush of crystalline moisture immediately appeared on it. For a moment, an extremely perverse thought arose in my mind: imagining holding that glistening shell in my mouth, hoping that that tender and beautiful body could quell the burning desire within me.

"What are you doing...it tickles..." Holding her like this, she felt an indescribable discomfort, especially with her shameful body completely exposed before me, as if she had no privacy whatsoever. Even Wang Xia, as bold as she was, felt somewhat embarrassed and couldn't help but pull down her skirt to cover her alluring curves. The relationship

between a man and a woman is inherently a deep abyss of desire, tempting people to walk step by step into it. At this moment, Wang Xia was somewhat bewildered. Although she knew this action was somewhat humiliating, she didn't stop me, but simply let me continue. Especially seeing the actions of the person beneath her, she felt an even greater heat between her legs, feeling a surge of heat coursing through her body, and her mouth went dry.

How could I be like this? This is a bank! A sliver of reason lingered, trying to stop my mad thoughts. Although my heart was unwilling, my body couldn't resist my teasing. Wang Xia, though already a woman and experienced with men, had never had such a humiliating experience (which she found somewhat obscene), especially in this position. It brought not only tactile panic but also a visual and psychological effect, making Wang Xia extremely flustered. Adding to this, my relentless ravaging of her sensitive spots caused her body to tremble slightly, her desire surging.

"I want to see your stinky feet..." I continued, holding her feet in my hands, savoring them. The delicate skin on her slender soles was almost translucent, arousing a strong urge in me.

"You're talking nonsense, my feet don't smell at all." Her curvaceous body slowly writhed on the table, her legs slightly closed, and she moaned softly, "Oh...it's so itchy...I'm so itchy..."

I grabbed her legs again and slowly spread them apart, revealing Wang Xia's breasts, which curved into an arch. My lips kissed her all the way up, a faint scent filling my nostrils, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside me. The scent was indescribable, and a strong desire arose within me to feast my eyes on it before I could pluck it.

Like a bee gathering nectar, I touched the flower's stamen, leaving only a tender, indescribable pink in my memory, a color I had never seen before in reality.

At this moment, Wang Xia felt as if she were in a raging fire, restless and aroused. The strange itch that rose from her inner thighs spread throughout her body, and the desire deep within her was aroused. The tingling sensation she felt was especially intense, making her so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She couldn't help but moan softly, "Ah...no...don't..." Her face flushed crimson as she shyly squeezed her long, beautiful legs together, trying to stop me from continuing. The smooth muscles at the base of her thighs gripped my hand and writhed slightly, a mixture of resistance and acceptance. My hand caressed her trembling body, and she cried out incoherently, tilting her head back and swaying it from side to side with her eyes closed. Her hair, which had been tied up, came undone, and her face was filled with a dreamlike expression that seemed to be both painful and satisfied. Her bright eyes were now misty with moisture, making her look so alluring that she looked like she was about to burst into tears.

Her flawless white body writhed on the table. I admired her beautiful form. Seeing Wang Xia make such shameful gestures under my teasing, I excitedly quickened my movements, whispering, "Sister Wang, don't be shy, just moan if you want to. I'll definitely serve you well..." Then I became even more frenzied...

This is what a mature woman is like. Watching Wang Xia gradually lose herself in desire under my teasing, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Once a woman lets go of her usual gentle and dignified mask, and completely surrenders her voluptuous body to you, then her inner desires will be displayed without reservation, offering her love and passion to the man who conquers her.

Clearly, Wang Xia was such a woman. Her originally resilient character, under my teasing, began to release astonishing charm in a short period of time. I knew this wasn't entirely lust at work, but a psychological exchange, an exchange of willingness to give everything for you. When reason prevails, everything feels natural. Perhaps this is a woman's unique maternal instinct; while they yearn to be conquered by the strong, they also desire to protect the weak. This statement seems contradictory, but women are complex creatures, and this irrationality is a genuine manifestation.

She used to be a very proper woman, her understanding of sex limited to romantic relationships between men and women. Therefore, the sudden, unexpected action made her feel humiliated, especially for a woman of her status who needed to always wear a smiling mask in front of colleagues and superiors. Their nature is repressed; they are constantly mindful of their every word and action. At home, they must play the role of a virtuous daughter-in-law in their parents' eyes, a dignified wife in their husbands' eyes, and a kind mother in their sons' eyes… At work, they must navigate the transitions between colleagues and superiors… She also needs release, but she has never found an outlet. However, after our first, somewhat reluctant, relationship, she seemed to find a release. What happened that night couldn't be entirely attributed to coercion, because Wang Xia felt that… Once

someone has a first time, it's easy to have a second. Cheating is no different from drug addiction. Knowing it's wrong, reason tells you it should end, but you can't stop yourself. So, this morning, I took him again, in Wang Xia's home, even in front of her son. I almost brought him to orgasm. The scene downstairs with the other woman left her completely bewildered, or rather, subconsciously accepting the relationship. After all, her sister had privately told her to accept this kind of relationship. She felt like she'd found her tribe, had a legitimate reason for cheating: for her sister's sake, to satisfy this bastard's demands.

This reason seems ridiculous to normal people, but it gave Wang Xia support, a reason to convince herself to cheat, especially since she already had my mark on her heart.

So Wang Xia completely abandoned her usual gentle and tender side, sometimes moaning softly beneath me, sometimes crying out passionately, her body twitching slightly from time to time. Her long, flowing hair was draped over the table, her body becoming unusually sensitive, constantly emitting "mmm... ah..." sounds. Being played with by her beloved man, she was incredibly happy, experiencing not only physical pleasure but also the thrill of an affair, or more precisely, the excitement of breaking free from shackles after a long period of ordinariness.

"You bastard, you're so awful, making me use my mouth..." Wang Xia pinched my thigh, glared at me fiercely, then rubbed her aching knees. Suddenly, her face flushed again, even her neck and breasts turning a sensual pink. Her full breasts trembled with each pounding of my heart. Perhaps recalling her earlier wanton behavior, that alluring beauty that was both dignified and passionate, I lost myself and once again invaded that full, moist place where I had left my mark, gently caressing it with my fingers.

"What..." I panted, leaning close to Wang Xia's ear and saying, "Sister Wang, were you comfortable just now?"

She was being caressed by me again, her eyes half-closed, clearly enjoying it, but she said, "Ah... what brings you here? Stop fooling around. If I keep the door locked, people will get suspicious."

"What's there to suspect? We have a purely platonic relationship..." I teased with a laugh.

"Get lost, you're going to kill me." Wang Xia punched me again, then smoothed her messy hair and asked, "I didn't even ask you before, what are you doing at the bank?"

"Asking now, too late..." I leaned in to kiss her lips, but she blocked me with her hand, my lips only touching her cheek.

"No, I haven't rinsed my mouth yet," she wouldn't let me kiss her.

Such a gentle, kind, and understanding woman filled me with a warm feeling. I gently kissed her lips and said, "Silly boy..."

Then I mentioned that I was going to participate in a bank trip as the family member of Director Xing, and that's why I came today.

"Honestly, you could have just made a phone call, why did you have to come all the way to the bank?" She initially thought I had come specifically to see her, but when she heard I really had something to say, she felt a pang of sadness.

"Hehe, I know that, but the main thing is I miss you. I can't sleep well if I don't see my sister for a day," I naturally understood her feelings and quickly tried to salvage the situation.

"Go away, who's your sister, you rascal, call me sister!" she teased, sitting in my lap.

"Sister, I want to nurse," I laughed and rubbed my head against her ample bosom.

"Rogue, rascal," Wang Xia kept shoving my shoulder, laughing for a while before saying, "She went to the branch this morning, she's not here."

"Who?" I didn't understand at first.

"My aunt," Wang Xia's tone was somewhat hesitant.

"Why don't you call her Mom? Aunt Xing is your elder..." I thought about it and found it funny. Wang Xia called Director Xing "aunt," but the two weren't that far apart in age, only about ten years old.

“Something feels off,” she smiled, pursing her lips, and playfully hit me, saying, “You naughty boy, your mother gave birth to you when you were a teenager, and all you do is bully me. I’m ignoring you.”

“How old is Aunt Xing this year? She looks about your age.” I thought of that exquisite woman, and my heart skipped a beat. Strictly speaking, she wasn’t a stunning beauty; at her age, she should have been in the decline of her womanhood. But she exuded a unique and exquisite charm characteristic of middle-aged women, radiating an elegant and dignified aura that made one’s heart flutter.

“You rascal, what are you thinking…” Wang Xia sat naked in my lap, feeling the change in my body, and was instantly filled with jealousy.

“I was thinking that Zheng Changyin is a lecherous scoundrel, and Aunt Xing is so beautiful. Do you think Aunt Xing might cheat on me when they’re together?”

“You’re going to die…you’re talking nonsense.” Wang Xia glared at me and pinched me hard.

"Really? You see, Old Master Zheng is clearly no longer able to satisfy the desires of a woman as ravenous as a wolf, and Zheng Changyin, seeing such beauty before him, is bound to be tempted." I voiced this thought again. "

Get lost! Do you think everyone is like you? I think you're the one with ulterior motives. Okay, put me down, I need to get dressed." Wang Xia, now recovered, got off me, then pushed me aside. She took out some toilet paper from the drawer, cleaned herself, and handed me a few sheets, saying, "Hurry up and wipe yourself, it's almost time to get off work, I need to go eat later."

"You help me..." I was becoming more and more like a lord, and seeing that I wasn't moved at all, Wang Xia glared at me again, carefully serving me, and finally gave me a sharp tap, saying, "Are you satisfied now?" Then,

without any hesitation, she put on her underwear, stockings, and clothes next to me, dressing herself neatly, then combing her hair in front of a small mirror and tying it back up.

I quickly dressed, only then realizing the burning pain in my back, likely from Wang Xia's unconscious scratching during our earlier frenzy.

Neither of us noticed a pair of ears pressed tightly against the door. Hearing the commotion subside, she quickly left, slipped into an office, and locked the door from the inside. "Now I know what kind of woman Wang Xia is, she's... a slut," she muttered under her breath, feeling a sharp discomfort between her legs. She also took out some tissues from a drawer. In

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Wang Xia naturally led the way. She peeked furtively into the doorway before guiltily waving at me, urging me to hurry up and come out.

We walked out of the bank one after the other. Wang Xia deliberately chose a place to eat far from the bank. Although she had tidied herself up, the allure subtly revealed in her eyes was undeniable. While waiting for the food, I carefully observed this beauty. The opening of her tight-fitting short skirt faced me directly, revealing her long, shapely legs clad in sheer flesh-colored stockings—quite tempting. Wang Xia was pouring me tea when she suddenly looked up, saw my blazing gaze, and trembled slightly. She pulled her skirt down a little and whispered, "There are many people here, don't cause trouble." Although her voice was soft, it carried an undeniable tone. I knew she was still very conscious of her image in public. Actually, I didn't think much of it at that moment. After all, I'd been fooling around all morning; now I could just feast my eyes. Besides, there was plenty of time; I believed she would gradually adapt. So I didn't say anything more, turning my head to look at the waitresses coming and going in the lobby, trying to find one who could compare to Wang Xia, but I was disappointed. They were not in the same league at all. The only one I could find pleasing to the eye was very bloated, especially her belly fat wrapped under her skirt, which looked like a freshly steamed bun, making me feel disgusted.

"What are you looking at? Don't you men always have your eyes on what you have?" I didn't expect that even Wang Xia was not satisfied, glaring at me and saying.

"How could I," I quickly looked away and said with a smile, "I was comparing you to them. Now I know how lucky I am. You are charming with a smile, while their smiles are scary." "You're so

cheeky," she couldn't help but chuckle when she heard me say that so smoothly, and kicked me under the table with her jade-like leg.

"By the way, what kind of official was Old Master Zheng in the village before?" I finally remembered a question that had been on my mind. Zheng Changyin's ability to become the director of the Urban Construction Bureau was definitely not due to his own ability. I haven't known him for long, but I can tell that his career path is probably limited to this level. Although he speaks fluently in official jargon, he doesn't know how to be humble. In officialdom, people who don't know how to be low-key usually die quickly if they don't have someone backing them up.

"What could he be? Just the director of the Urban Construction Bureau. Zheng Changyin is just succeeding him," Wang Xia explained nonchalantly.

"Oh?!" I had originally thought that Old Master Zheng would at least reach the city level, but I didn't expect this result.

Seeing my doubtful expression, she explained, "The old man was lucky. He served in the army with Mayor Guo. I heard that once, when the troops were fighting a flood in Chenjiaqiao, Mayor Guo was swept away by the flood. The old man jumped in without hesitation and used all his strength to get him back to the riverbank. Because of this kindness, the old man was well taken care of in the army. When he returned to civilian life, Mayor Guo brought him along. The old man could have had a smooth career, but once, when he led a team to guide work in the countryside, he drank too much at noon, and even the driver drank a lot. The truck they were riding in crashed into a utility pole on the side of the road, killing a villager. This incident caused a big uproar at the time and became a stain on his record, which is why the old man didn't get promoted."

"Oh, I see." Hearing this, I finally understood the gist of the matter, and then asked, "What was the old man's education level?"

"What, trying to show off how high your education is? Let me tell you, the old man graduated from high school. It's not worth much now, but decades ago it was equivalent to a doctorate or master's degree." Just then, the waiter brought the dishes.

"Of course," I nodded. Just as I expected, Wang Xia was telling the truth. I'd heard my father talk about the past; back then, it was difficult to find someone literate, let alone a high school graduate. Ruzhou was a city, after all, but according to my father, their elementary school teachers had only graduated from fifth grade, and they mispronounced many words. Even now, my father often pronounces "accounting" (kuaiji) as "accounting" (huiji), saying he'd studied it his whole life and couldn't change it.

But Grandpa Zheng was a high school graduate! Hearing this, I became a little puzzled. Logically, someone as talented as him should have had greater opportunities, yet he couldn't get promoted because of an accident. The incident of a telephone pole falling and killing someone wasn't a huge deal, but it wasn't insignificant either. If handled properly, there shouldn't be any major problems. I thought for a moment and raised my question.

"I don't know either. Zheng Changyin told me a lot of things. He speaks in a very literary way, which sounds awkward to me, and I don't usually like listening to him ramble on."

"Oh, what are the old man's hobbies?" "

What could he possibly like? This old man is different from others. Most elderly people like to drink tea, walk their birds, or do some tai chi, but he just likes dead people's things. He wanders around the countryside all day, and if he hears that someone has dug something up, he'll be the first to go and buy it."

"Is that so?" My heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, I felt something was off when I drank with Zheng Changyin that night because Zheng Changyin and Director Xing were too kind to me. If someone else didn't know the inside story, they would probably be grateful, but for someone like me who is always very observant, any slight abnormality around me would raise my guard. Their behavior made me immediately list them as dangerous people. Perhaps this is what happens when you're too clever for your own good. They didn't realize that my purpose in coming to Luzhen was not pure.

"So how did Aunt Xing and the old man meet?" My heart stirred, and the image of this mature woman resurfaced in my mind, yet I knew I couldn't afford to mess with such a woman.

"Why do you keep asking about her? Is she really up to something?" Wang Xia was annoyed by my questioning, and her tone became somewhat cold.

"Grandma, don't be so sensitive, okay? I'm just analyzing their personalities. After all, Luzhen needs banks to develop in the future, and I can't be completely unprepared, can I?"

"I think you are up to something," she probably realized she was being too sensitive, and her tone changed as she said, "I don't know how they met, maybe a matchmaker introduced them."

We chatted like this, and by the time I had asked most of the questions, we had both finished eating, paid the bill, and left the restaurant. Wang Xia, mindful of the consequences, refused to let me see her off, walking alone towards the bank under the scorching sun. I felt a pang of unease watching her. The afternoon was uneventful;

Jiang Ailian was probably going to see Xia Xiaoli. Returning to the guesthouse alone, I had no one to chat with. After some thought, I decided to go to the hospital. The thought of the hospital immediately stirred up my desires. I wondered if Zhao Na's period had ended. As the saying goes, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may," and I was already impatient. But Wang Qian, that little vixen, was also there. Going to the hospital, I figured I could only look but not touch. However, temptation is temptation, and after much deliberation, I went to the hospital anyway.

Sure enough, both of them were there. Wang Qian, without any hesitation, took my arm, her breasts brushing against me intentionally or unintentionally. Zhao Na's eyes lit up when she saw me too, but seeing her friend like this, her gaze dimmed again. She forced a smile and said, "You two chat, I'll go check the wards."

Without the third wheel, Wang Qian became much bolder, sitting on my lap without any restraint, her arms around my neck. Wang Qian was wearing a white, back-slit nurse's skirt, her white lace bra barely concealed beneath a semi-transparent silk blouse, quite alluring. Especially noticeable were her two beautiful legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, smooth and delicate, visible beneath the skirt. I couldn't help but stroke them and chuckle, "Aren't you afraid of making the patients sicker dressed like this?"

"Get lost, who's as lecherous as you?" Wang Qian slapped my hand, but seeing my persistent upward groping, she let me have my way.

"I don't believe all patients are like Yang Wei, not tempted by you." I continued to rub her thigh with one hand, gently licking her earlobe. Soon, Wang Qian was limp and panting against me.

"There are some, but it's a hospital after all. They just have unreliable eyes. Unlike you, who actually touched me inappropriately." Wang Qian didn't expect me to be so direct. Feeling something pressing against her back, she couldn't help but shift her body a few times. But the high protrusion rubbed against her buttocks, causing her blood to rush and her head to flush. She hugged me tightly.

Thinking about how I had just been crazy with her sister that morning, and now this scene was about to unfold, I felt a little smug. When would I be able to sleep with her in the same bed? My hand unconsciously moved inside her skirt, gently rubbing the bottom of her thigh.

"Don't do that, Zhao Na will be back from rounds soon." Wang Qian clearly knew I wouldn't stop once I started, so she quickly stopped me, darted away from me, sat opposite me, and then stared at my bulging pants, giggling, "You big pervert, luckily I ran away quickly, don't you know the place?"

Then, as if to comfort me, she intentionally or unintentionally spread her legs, revealing glimpses of her private parts under her short skirt: "How about we go to the movies after work tonight? Zhang Yimou's new film, 'A Terracotta Warrior', I heard it was just imported and is very popular."

"Let's just go to a video arcade, it's comfortable there, why waste money?"

"Comfortable my foot, it's a mess everywhere, are you going or not?" she said, kicking me on tiptoe.

"Okay, okay, let's go to the movies, tonight I'm not going to miss 'A Terracotta Warrior'." I said with a smile.

"Going to the movies, huh? I heard this movie is really good." Just then, Zhao Na returned, overhearing our conversation, and chimed in.

“Let’s go together tonight, I was just looking for someone to keep me company,” Wang Qian said before I could even speak.

“I do want to go, but someone’s probably worried I’ll be a third wheel, right?” she said, glancing at me intentionally or unintentionally before standing by the table and organizing the documents on it.

Wang Qian and I sat diagonally opposite each other. Due to the table and the angle, Zhao Na’s white nurse’s skirt was directly facing me. The skirt barely covered her snow-white thighs and buttocks, and her slender legs, accentuated by flesh-colored sheer stockings, created a sexy silhouette. Zhao Na’s legs were beautiful; her thighs and knees blended perfectly, showcasing the seamless sexiness of her legs.

I couldn't resist reaching under the table and simultaneously moving my legs to trap one of her delicate feet. She flinched, overcome with shame, and instead tightened her legs.

The faint, elegant fragrance emanating from her body was intoxicating. My right hand traced the curves of her legs upwards, creating waves like silk in the wind, reminding me of the phrase, "Autumn waters for the spirit, jade for the bones."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Tonight it's just the two of us. I won't let Wang Hao go," Wang Qian said, feigning nonchalance, unaware of what had happened between us.

"Hehe, you said it yourself, don't regret it later." Zhao Na seemed unwilling for Wang Qian and me to go to the movies alone, so she said with a hint of provocation, "I wonder if someone is blaming me right now, wondering why this girl is making trouble for herself."

"Get lost, do you think I'm that kind of person? It's settled tonight, you buy the tickets, it's just the two of us."

"It should be three people. If we go, someone has to hold the seats, and we also have to buy snacks and cola. Why not use a free laborer?" Zhao Na glanced back at me. She knew my intention and moved her legs, seemingly trying to avoid my harassment. But I squeezed my feet tightly together, and my hand reached under her skirt. She couldn't break free, so she had to squeeze her legs even tighter and lean her body against the table, completely blocking Wang Qian's view.

"Then it's settled. Hehe, this scoundrel is getting a good deal. Tonight he'll be hugging both of us, I bet he won't be interested in watching the movie." Wang Qian rolled her eyes at me and said.

“What do you mean by ‘hugging on both sides’? Didn’t Zhao Na just say she wanted me to be her free labor?” I said, suddenly launching an attack. Zhao Na almost lost her balance, a faint blush appearing on her face.

“The kettle is empty, I’ll go get some hot water.” Unable to resist my harassment any longer, she said to Wang Qian. I knew what she meant, so I didn’t press her further and let go.

We spent the whole afternoon in the duty room. Bored, the three of us played cards. The hospital was very lax in its regulations, and no one came to check, so we played without a care in the world until we got off work.

After dinner, we went to the People’s Cinema early. This cinema was built in the 1980s and was located on the most bustling street in the county. It was beautifully decorated, and there was a fairly large square outside, so it was very lively with many night market stalls.

We glanced at the sign at the entrance; tonight, two screening rooms were showing "Father and Son Run a Karaoke Bar" and "A Terracotta Warrior's Tale." Actually, there wasn't much to choose from; seeing Gong Li's beautiful face, I automatically bought three tickets for a total of twenty-four yuan. Wang Qian and the others bought more: several tubs of popcorn, two bags of sandwich cookies, broad beans, and several bottles of mineral water.

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