During the time I was in prison

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My name is Deng Gang. I was originally a deputy director in a certain department. I was sentenced to five years in prison for embezzlement and bribery. I was only 32 years old that year. Six years ago, I met my wife, Xu Mengrou, who was four years younger than me. She had just graduated from university and married me. Soon after, we had a child, whom I named Deng Miaozhi.

We could have lived happily together, but everything changed after my embezzlement and bribery were discovered. I was sentenced, and almost all of my previous assets were confiscated. My wife, who used to be a full-time housewife, now has no income. Besides supporting herself and our child, she also has to pay for our child's schooling, which is just starting elementary school. Because of my illegal activities, our former relatives are unwilling to associate with us. Life is really difficult for us.

My wife came to see me again that day. Since I went to prison, she has come to see me every day, and I am very touched. Today she wore a light yellow t-shirt, jeans, and white canvas shoes. My wife is very beautiful. She was one of the most beautiful girls in her university. She has big eyes, a high nose, and an oval face. Her figure is also amazing. She is 165 cm tall. Although her breasts are not very large, they are 32B hemispherical and can be easily grasped with one hand. They are full and perky without any sagging. She has a slim waist and round hips with slightly upturned buttocks, full of feminine allure. Her legs are long and graceful, like a fairy from heaven.

My wife looked at me with tears in her eyes, just like every time she saw me. In the visiting room, she gently leaned on our shoulders, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Honey, just relax inside. Xiaozhi will be waiting for you outside." I gently kissed her forehead and said, "Xiaorou, you don't need to come every day anymore. Go out and find a good job. Xiaozhi still needs to study, and you need to take care of yourself too. I'm just grateful that you can come to see me whenever you have time." My wife didn't answer, she just kept crying on my shoulder.

Three days later, my wife came again. This time, her face was clearly less sad than before, and there was color in it. She happily told me that she had found a job as a clerk in a sales company. I was really happy for her that day. Although the salary wasn't high, it was enough to make ends meet, and we were both very happy.

My wife had Thursday off every week, so Thursday became our day to meet. She would always tell me about the interesting things that had happened that week to make my life in the prison so dull, and she would tell me about how our child had been doing that week.

My wife, Xiaozhi, is very sensible. At only six years old, he already helps with housework and goes to school independently every day without needing her to pick him up. He also does very well in school.

Several months passed like this, and then Xiaozhi's summer vacation arrived. My wife would bring him to see me every Thursday. Seeing how sensible and obedient Xiaozhi was, I felt comforted. I told him to study hard and be a good person, and not to make the same mistakes his father made.

Several more months passed, and Xiaozhi started school again. It was a Monday, but my wife came to see me instead. I was surprised.

When I saw her, she looked gloomy, her hair was disheveled, and she seemed completely listless. I asked with concern, "What's wrong?" My wife didn't look up at me, and after a long while, she shook her head. I was a little puzzled and asked again, "What's wrong? Did you suffer some grievances outside? Tell me."

My wife cried, buried her head in my chest, and said, "I... I miss you."

I smiled and said gently to my wife, "You missed me so much that you secretly ran away and didn't work? Okay, you can go back to work in peace, and you can come to see me again in a few days, right? Be good, don't cry!"

My wife ignored me and just kept crying in my arms.

After a long while, my wife suddenly said to me, "Honey, I want to find a new job."

"What's wrong?" I asked in surprise.

"I... I'm not used to working in this company, it's very painful..."

I smiled and said to my wife, "It's okay, you've never worked before, but now you have to support yourself and Xiaozhi. You have to endure whatever happens outside, and you have to learn to adapt to this society. Try your best to do your job well! Get along well with people."

"But..." my wife hesitated.

"But what?" I gazed into my wife's eyes.

"It's nothing." My wife stopped talking and just lay quietly in my arms, but I could still feel her soft sobs.

The next day, my wife came again, her face still gloomy, clearly still not over yesterday's unpleasantness. When I saw her again, I asked in confusion, "Why did you come again? What's wrong? Are you still unhappy at work?

"

My wife didn't speak, but shook her head and said, "No... the company's been relatively quiet these past few days, so I just stopped by to see you."

Looking at my wife's haggard face, I couldn't help but wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly,

"Silly girl, rest more when you're free, take care of yourself."

"Husband... sob..." My wife started crying again.

"Okay, cheer up. You can focus on your work and rest. You don't need to come see me every day, I'll be happy if you come once a week." I said gently to my wife.

My wife didn't answer, she just cried silently.

So, for the past few days, my wife has come to see me every day, crying incessantly. All I can do is comfort her and tell her to think positively. As time goes by, she seems to be gradually getting better with my encouragement. Perhaps she's slowly coming to terms with things, or perhaps she's adapting to society.

My wife's work has become busy again, and she's returned to her usual Thursday visits.

Today is Thursday, and she came to see me as usual. This time, she seemed completely free of her previous gloom; having emerged from her depression, her face was exceptionally rosy.

Seeing my beautiful wife cheer up again, I was overjoyed and teased, "Rou Rou, you seem to be in a good mood; your face is so rosy."

"No way," my wife said, covering her face with her hands, looking shy. She was like a shy little woman. I was captivated. My hands involuntarily began to wander over my wife's body. Touching my wife's face, I felt her skin seemed increasingly delicate, her fair complexion rosy. I couldn't help myself; after over a year in prison without sex, I was desperately craving it. My hand unconsciously moved downwards, reaching her breasts.

When I touched them, I suddenly realized they were much larger than before. Had we grown distant because we hadn't made love in so long?

Just as I was wondering about this, my wife suddenly trembled and pushed me away. "Don't do this. This is the visiting room; someone will see us. Let's do that when you get out." My wife

was still as shy as ever. Gazing at my beautiful wife, I was once again captivated, mesmerized.

For a long time, my wife didn't interrupt my deep, dazed gaze, only shyly lowering her head. Then, the phone rang, breaking the silence. My wife took the phone out of her bag, looked at the number, and her expression changed slightly. She didn't answer, hanging up immediately.

I asked curiously, "Who was it?"

"Uh... a... colleague, a woman. She asked me... I... I'm going... shopping with her?"

"Oh, okay. Go ahead, why didn't you answer her call?"

"This... this isn't convenient, I'll call her back later."

...

"Well, honey, I... I have to go now! I'll come see you again next time." My wife seemed a little flustered.

"It's okay. It's good to communicate with colleagues. Go ahead."

"Well, honey, goodbye!" My wife opened the door and left. As she left, I vaguely heard her dialing a number; she must have been calling that colleague.

Time passed day by day. It seemed I looked forward to Thursdays every day, because on that day my beautiful wife would come to see me, and I would see her again.

Finally, Thursday arrived, and my wife came again. When I saw her again, I was surprised to find that she was even more beautiful than before. She seemed to have bought a new dress, radiant and dazzling.

My wife came to my side gracefully, smiling at me, her expression exquisite.

"Rou Rou, you bought a new dress?" I asked.

"Yes," my wife replied casually.

I looked at her dress, and a familiar brand logo appeared before my eyes. I couldn't help but examine the dress more closely.

When my wife noticed me staring at the dress, her expression suddenly became somewhat tense. She asked, "What's wrong?"

"I think I've seen this dress before. This brand is so famous. Even I, who don't know much about clothes, seem to know a little about it. I remember this dress cost over 3000 yuan, right? We saw it together when we were shopping!" I said.

"No...not that one, this is a fake. How could I possibly afford something that expensive with my current income?"

"Oh. True, I don't know much about clothes, haha. But you look really good in this dress."

My wife blushed and leaned lightly against my shoulder.

I gently stroked my wife's body and inadvertently noticed that the outline of her breasts was visible under the dazzling dress. Even through the fabric, I could still see the alluring shape. I remembered that my wife, who had a B-cup, shouldn't have such large breasts. My hand unconsciously moved towards her breasts.

"Ah! Honey, what are you doing?" My wife became alert when my hand touched her breasts.

"Rou Rou, I noticed something."

"What is it?"

"Your breasts seem to have gotten much bigger."

"You lecherous devil. No way."

I couldn't help but grab my wife's breasts again. I didn't realize it until I grabbed them, and the fullness was definitely beyond what I could grasp with one hand. At the same time, my wife let out a soft breath. "Mmm," she murmured, a sound that was incredibly seductive.

"Rou Rou, did you get breast augmentation? They've gotten so big! You're probably a D cup now,

maybe even more."

"I..." My wife blushed, and I could feel her heart pounding. She seemed very nervous.

"You smell so good." I savored the fragrance emanating from her. "It must be because you missed me so much while I was in prison, causing a hormonal imbalance and leading to your breasts developing again, right? Haha."

"I...I don't know...but...maybe."

"But I like it, you know? You're more beautiful and sexier than before. I can't imagine how wonderful it would be if such a beautiful woman had such large breasts."

Hearing my praise, my wife didn't seem happy. She seemed a little guilty, as if she had done something wrong.

Looking at my silent wife, I asked with concern, "What's wrong? You seem a little unhappy?"

"No. Honey, I just remembered that Xiaozhi seems to have something going on at school today, I might have to go over there. I should go now!"

"What is it? Why the rush? Has Xiaozhi been doing poorly in his studies lately?"

"He...he's been a little out of sorts lately, hasn't he? It's all my fault for not taking care of him enough because of work. I have to go see him." "

Yes, thank you for your hard work, taking care of Xiaozhi and supporting the family." Looking at my virtuous and beautiful wife, I really didn't know what to say.

My wife didn't say much to me, just simply said goodbye and left.

Time flies, and it's Thursday again, but I haven't seen my wife this week. Perhaps she's busy with something.

Lonely, I can only continue my solitary prison life, waiting for my wife to come see me becoming my daily routine.

Countless times I've imagined the scene when my wife and I meet again, how she will nestle against me like a little bird and tell me about her recent life.

Time flies. This Thursday, I waited from day to night, but my wife still didn't come. She must be too busy! I comforted myself with that thought.

Week after week, still no luck. A month has passed, and I haven't seen her at all. What is she busy with? Could something have happened? I started to worry about her. If she still didn't come next week, I'd try to contact her.

Another Thursday arrived, and sure enough, she still didn't come. I decided to talk to the prison guards the next day, hoping they would help me call home.

The next morning, I found the guards and they let me dial my wife's number.

The phone went unanswered for a long time. My heart pounded. Could something really have happened at home? My wife, a frail woman, had no one to take care of her…

Finally, someone answered. The voice I dreamed of every day came from the other end of the line—my wife's voice, "Hello?" Her voice seemed weak, yet incredibly sweet, but I could tell from the tone that it was my wife, whom I longed for day and night.

My eyes welled up with tears. Just as I was about to speak, a strange sound came from the other end of the phone, "Puff puff, pat pat." Then my wife let out a seductive moan, "Mmm! Oh!

"

I asked curiously, "Rou Rou, this is Deng Gang, what are you doing?"

"Ah!" came my wife's scream, followed by silence.

...

"Rou Rou, are you there? Are you very busy right now?" Hearing my wife's voice calmed me down a little; at least I could be sure she was alright.

"Honey...husband! Oh...oh..."

"Rou Rou, what are you doing? You seem a little unwell?"

"Oh...I...oh, I'm...I'm...oh...doing...doing...oh, doing...doing...doing...doing...exercise...ah..."

"Oh, doing exercise? What kind of exercise?" I asked curiously.

"Oh, ah, ooh... ooh, you... ooh, don't... ooh, don't be so... annoying... ooh, annoying, okay? I... ooh, I'm... oh... oh, I don't have time." A

sudden wave of unease washed over me. My wife is always so virtuous; why is she acting so strangely today, even complaining that I'm annoying? Does she know how much I miss her, how much I care about her? How could she... "You..." I had so much to say to my wife, but seeing her tone, I suddenly didn't know where to begin.

"Click!" The phone had obviously been hung up. She must be very busy; otherwise, why wouldn't she have time to talk to me? I tried to comfort myself, but then I thought that since I'd finally been able to make a call, I should try again. So I dialed the number again.

The ringing of the phone wait timer filled my ears. I so hoped my wife would answer, but after a short while, the voice on the other end said, "The number you dialed is currently unavailable." What happened? The phone was off. I didn't understand why. But since my wife's phone was off, she must be busy with something important. Oh well, I'll call her another time; at least I can make sure she's safe. With that thought, I could only return to my prison.

What happened to my wife today? This question seemed to be bothering me, making it hard for me to sleep.

The next afternoon, as I lazily stretched, the prison guard told me my wife had come to visit. I jumped for joy, and her beautiful face slowly surfaced in my mind. I couldn't wait to go to the visiting room.

When I arrived, a strange woman appeared before me. This woman had a perfect figure; her breasts were at least an F-cup, and she wore a low-cut green dress, which accentuated her unusually perky breasts, making her look even more alluring. Below her large breasts was an extremely slender waist, and below that were large, mature hips—the kind of large hips typical of mature women. However, her legs were unusually slender, clad in black fishnet stockings, worn to the extreme. Below the stockings were a pair of red high heels, easily over 10 centimeters high, which, combined with her slender figure, made her look even more charming and seductive.

From her body to her face, I could see her long, black, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. She had an oval face, and her sexy lips were painted with bright red lipstick. Sunglasses obscured her features, but she was undeniably a stunning beauty—seductive, alluring, and captivating. Perhaps no words in the world could truly describe her beauty.

Gazing at this beautiful, seductive woman, my penis involuntarily hardened, and I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. Finally,

unable to resist, I composed myself and said to the woman, "Miss, hello. Do you know my wife, Xu Mengrou?"

The woman giggled, her voice incredibly charming and seductive. As she slowly removed her sunglasses, she said sweetly, "What, don't you recognize me?"

The moment she took off her sunglasses, I was stunned. This angelic beauty—who else could it be but my wife, Xu Mengrou?

My wife slowly walked towards me, her large buttocks swaying dramatically as she went, her large breasts bouncing rhythmically. I couldn't believe my eyes. "Is this my wife?" I kept asking myself.

The wife I remembered was virtuous and dignified. While she had a good figure, she was definitely not this exaggerated. And she would never dress like this. In my memory, she was a conservative woman who never wore stockings or high heels, let alone low-cut tops and shorts. And her breasts weren't nearly this big! My wife's breasts were only a 32B. Especially her buttocks—my wife's were slightly upturned, full and firm, while this woman's buttocks were unusually large, the kind of buttocks only a seductive mature woman would have.

As the woman approached, I carefully examined her and asked, "Are you really Xu Mengrou?"

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?" she said, blowing cool air into my ear.

"Why are you dressed like this?" I asked in surprise. "And, you..."

Before I could finish, my wife interrupted, "Why so many questions? What, don't you like it?"

"..."

"What's wrong with your figure?"

"I don't know, I've been growing like crazy lately, like I've had a second spring. Look, especially my breasts, they've grown to 32F. Hehe."

"Rou Rou."

"Hmm?" My wife's soft and alluring voice answered every question I asked.

"Have you been very busy lately?"

"Yes...yes," she said, her face turning red with embarrassment.

"You shouldn't work so hard, it's caused a serious hormonal imbalance. Luckily, God has eyes. Your figure hasn't gone out of shape, it's actually getting better and better, giving you both an angelic face and a devilish figure."

"Hehehe, look at you, so greedy, what are you thinking about?" my wife said sweetly.

"..."

"Okay. I won't talk to you anymore, I'm busy later. I came to see you when I had time." She blushed again as she spoke.

"So busy?"

"Yes, what did you call me about yesterday?"

"Oh, right, yesterday..." I remembered what happened yesterday and said, "Nothing, I just noticed you hadn't come to see me in a long time, and I was worried something might have happened to you, so I called. Seeing you're alright, I'm relieved."

"Oh, I've been too busy these past few days, so I haven't been able to come see you."

"It's okay, you go ahead with your work, you don't need to come see me often. I'll be happy if you come when you have time. By the way, you said you were exercising yesterday, what kind of exercise? Why did you hang up on me so quickly?" I asked.

My wife's face turned red again, and she replied, "Nothing much, just some sit-ups."

"No wonder you're in such good shape now, it turns out you've been exercising regularly! Good, you should exercise more every day.

"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm ignoring you?" My wife suddenly gave me a light push. Her face was flushed red with embarrassment.

I was completely bewildered. I stood there, stunned.

I still had so many questions for my wife, but she spoke first, "Don't call me unless it's important. I'm very busy with work. Okay, I'll go now. My colleagues are waiting for me outside, and we have a lot to do." Her face flushed again.

"..."

Another simple farewell, and my wife left. Filled with so many questions, watching her departing figure, I suddenly felt a growing distance between us.

Time passed day by day. My wife didn't come again. Another month passed. Because she had asked me not to call her last time, I hadn't dared to. A month without seeing her, my longing grew stronger each day. Perhaps I didn't even want to know the questions about her; I just wanted to see her once, even just for a glance… Finally, I couldn't resist anymore and dialed my wife's number again through the prison guard.

"Hello?" My wife's languid voice came from the other end of the line.

"Rou Rou, this is Deng Gang."

"Oh, oh, I've been very busy lately, so I haven't been able to come see you. I'll come see you again when I have time." My wife seemed to remember something.

"..."

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask how you and Xiaozhi are doing lately. I miss you both."

"We're both fine, don't worry. Take good care of yourself in prison, okay? Hmm, later."

"What's wrong? What's that sound? Who are you talking to?" My wife, who had been perfectly fine until now, suddenly spoke in a strange tone.

"Oh...no...nothing, I...I...oh, I'll hang up now...ah, I'll come see you again next time...oh...see you." Before I could finish speaking, the phone slammed shut again. I was left standing there, bewildered, holding the phone...

"Talking to your wife?" a prison guard asked.

"Yes!" I replied.

"Is that sexy beauty from last time your wife?" another prison guard asked.

"Yes." I nodded.

At this moment, a female guard sitting next to me smiled contemptuously. I was completely confused.

Time passed day by day. Thursdays no longer existed in my life, because my wife had stopped coming. I spent every day alone in prison.

That afternoon, a prison guard came in and said, "Your wife's here to see you."

"That's probably the most exciting thing I can hear," I thought.

When I got to the visiting room, my wife was still as sexy and alluring as ever, beautiful. I noticed her skin had even improved, fair and rosy, and her figure seemed even better than before. Because it was a bit chilly, she wasn't wearing a low-cut top this time, but a long-sleeved t-shirt. This actually accentuated her perfect figure; her large breasts were perfectly outlined on the t-shirt, big and perky, as if the clothes were about to burst.

She was still wearing black stockings and black high heels over 10 centimeters high, making her large buttocks appear even more prominent under her short skirt. This time, I noticed that my wife's belly seemed a bit bigger; could it be because she had been sitting for so long?

My wife came to my side, about to speak, but then she started gagging. I quickly patted her back and asked, "Are you sick? Are you feeling unwell?"

My wife blushed and said, "Yes, I haven't been feeling well lately. I came to tell you something." Before she could finish, she gaggled again.

"Did you see Yisheng?"

my wife asked, blushing. "Don't worry about it. I came to tell you that my company wants me to go on a business trip out of town for a year. I won't be able to come back after that. I'll come to see you again in a year."

"What is it? A business trip for a year? What about Xiaozhi?" I asked, puzzled.

"Ugh, ugh," my wife gaggled again. Somewhat irritated, I said, "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of everything. Remember, don't call again, I'm very busy over there."

...

I wanted to say something more, but my wife interrupted, "I have a lot to do, I'm leaving now, take good care of yourself!"

And just like that, my wife left without looking back.

Again, watching my wife's back as she walked away, I was filled with countless thoughts. I suddenly had a premonition that I would never see my wife again.

Time passed day by day. On Lunar New Year's Eve, the relatives of the other prisoners came to visit them, but I was still all alone. I wanted to call my wife, but her repeated words to me not to call her kept echoing in my ears. Perhaps she was still busy? Was Xiaozhi alright?

And so, the year passed alone. My wife didn't call, and I didn't call back. I spent the New Year alone. My wife said she had been working in another city for a year, but she didn't say where. I was so worried, so missing her.

In this lonely environment, I suddenly began to think. Back then, I was a deputy section chief; if it weren't for embezzlement and bribery, I wouldn't be in this state. But how did I get caught for embezzlement and bribery? I've always been very careful.

I never used to be greedy, but after Wei Wei, the CEO of XX company, gave me 1 million yuan to help him with something, I unknowingly started to embezzle. And almost every time I embezzled, it was Wei Wei who instigated me, and so on. Only Wei Wei could know so clearly about my illegal activities. Could it be... could it be that this guy betrayed me?

The past suddenly became clear. Perhaps bringing me down was something Wei Wei had planned for a long time, and the 1 million yuan was his price. But what was his purpose in doing this? What could he gain? Was 1 million yuan worth it to bring me down?

Time passed day by day, spring and summer came and autumn arrived. My prison sentence had lasted over a year. I'd been counting down the days since my wife left, and now it was 365. A year had passed. My beautiful wife, how are you? Will you come to see me?

One day, a prison guard came and told me that because of my bad behavior in prison, the court had reduced my sentence by one year. Hearing this news, I was overjoyed, because it meant I could see my wife sooner. I decided to tell her this good news. I

went to the guard again to make a call, and the call connected. "Hello," came my wife's voice.

Hearing her voice, I was thrilled. My voice trembled as I said to her, "Rou Rou, is that me?"

"You rascal, I missed you so much! You finally thought to call your old lady. Why didn't you use your cell phone? What, so cowardly? I didn't see you like this when you got me pregnant. Hehe!" My wife's voice was soft and seductive. Hearing that voice, I was first startled, then even more excited. It had been so long since I'd heard my wife's voice. Although it was something I'd longed for day and night, I felt a long-lost warmth in those somewhat lewd words.

My voice trembled even more as I asked, "Are you alright? Is the baby alright?"

"Hehe, you've got a conscience after all. Don't worry, we're both fine. The baby just finished nursing and is asleep.

"

"Nursed?" I was surprised, wondering what that meant. Xiao Zhi was seven years old; he should be drinking milk, right?

"Hehe, my dear husband, I missed you so much! Please come over soon!"

Hearing my wife say she missed me, I became even more excited and happy, trembling as I said, "I missed you too, and the baby.

"

"Hehe, then come over here! Come fuck me! I want your big cock, I've missed you so much!" Hearing these words my wife used to whisper in my ear, I felt a surge of emotion. Since I went to prison, I hadn't flirted with my wife like this. A surge of joy welled up inside me. My wife still loved me so much; she was still my good wife.

"Rou Rou, it'll be soon. We'll be reunited soon, and then we can never be apart again.

"

"What! You've decided to get a divorce?" My wife seemed very happy. She asked excitedly.

"Divorce? Why would I want a divorce?" I said, puzzled.

"Hmph, not again. Always trying to make me happy. You're so naughty! I'm punishing you by not letting you see me for the next few days. Go stand in the corner and reflect on your actions, hehe! I'm ignoring you." With that, my wife hung up the phone.

I was stunned. Although it felt strange, this conversation with my wife made me especially happy. My wife still loved me so much. I was lost in a wave of anticipation for our future.

After thinking for a while, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't told my wife about my one-year reduction in prison sentence. So I prepared to call her again, but this time, the call went unanswered: "The number you dialed is currently busy." I called

again minutes later, still busy for minutes, still on the line. Who is my wife talking to? Why is it taking so long? I didn't wait any longer. After all, I'm a prisoner, and I'm making calls from someone else's place. I'll try again next time.

I was already very happy that day.

The next day, a prison guard came to inform me that my wife had come to visit me.

I was overjoyed to hear this news. Yesterday she said on the phone that she missed me, and today she came to see me. She really is the good wife who loves me. I excitedly went to... I went to visit my wife, whom I hadn't seen for a year.

When I saw her again, I was stunned. Her skin was even better than before, looking incredibly smooth and supple. Her breasts were much more impressive; I remembered that when I last saw her last year, her breasts were already an F cup or larger, but now they probably couldn't even fit a G cup.

Her buttocks were also much bigger, very fleshy. And her waist was even slimmer than before. This time, my wife wasn't wearing black stockings and high heels, but a loose-fitting jumpsuit and casual shoes, though they all seemed to be designer brands.

I stared at my wife, dumbfounded.

My wife came over and greeted me first, "What, don't you recognize me?"

I composed myself and said, "Rou Rou, it's finally good to see you." Excited, I wanted to hug her, but she pushed me away. "Don't touch me," she said coldly.

"What's wrong?" I looked at her, puzzled.

"You…you haven't showered for days, have you?" "My wife thought for a moment and said.

Yes, my wife is very clean. Before, I had to shower before I could get into her bed. There's no such condition in prison," I said awkwardly with a smile. I said to my wife, "Rou Rou, how have you been this past year? How's Xiao Zhi? I miss you both so much!"

"We're both fine," she replied. "But Deng Gang, could you please not call me unless it's absolutely necessary?"

My mind went blank. My wife was so happy to call me yesterday! What happened? I just couldn't understand what she meant by that.

“Deng Gang, I’m very busy with work right now, and I also have to take care of Xiao Zhi. I don’t have time to waste with you. Just stay in jail and relax. We’ll have plenty of time when you get out. Got it?”

“I…” My wife’s cold words made me lose all the things I had prepared to say.

“Okay, I’m leaving. Remember what I said.” With that, my wife turned to leave.

I didn’t want her to leave. I still had so much to say to her. I knew that once she left, I didn’t know when she would come back. I quickly went up to her, grabbed her arm, and said, “Rou Rou, don’t rush off! I have so much to tell you.”

“I don’t have time. Let go of my hand.”

I was stunned for a moment, and the dissatisfaction I had been hiding suddenly burst out. I shouted, “Busy, busy, busy! What are you so busy with? Don’t you even have a few minutes?”

“Let go of my hand.” My wife just said that word coldly.

“I won’t let go.” I was getting angry.

Seeing that I wouldn't let go, my wife struggled, twisting her waist, trying to shake off my hand. But I'm a man, after all, and I wouldn't let a woman get away so easily.

My wife twisted left and right but couldn't break free, while her two large breasts swayed and brushed against my arm, sending a shiver down my spine.

As my wife twisted, I vaguely saw something like water seeping out from her breasts. I couldn't help but release my wife's arm and reach out to grab her breasts. The moment I touched them, I felt my hand instantly become wet. "What is this?" I asked curiously.

"Ah?" My wife exclaimed and immediately ran out, leaving me standing there stunned.

After my wife left, I looked at the thing in my hand. It was a sticky, milky white liquid, and it smelled strongly of milk. Could this be?

I couldn't believe it. This was clearly breast milk! But my wife wasn't pregnant, so how could she have breast milk? And even if she did, it shouldn't be this much, right? So much came out with just one touch. Perhaps it was the milk?

My mind is a mess right now, a strange sense of confusion and loss washes over me. I suddenly have a feeling that maybe my relationship with my wife is over!

My wife hasn't come back, and her phone is out of service. I miss my wife so much, and I miss my son too. Why won't they come to see me? Sigh, maybe it's because I'm a prisoner! My wife and child should have their own lives too. As long as they're doing well, that's enough for me.

Spring comes and autumn goes, and then spring comes and autumn goes again. I'll be out of prison soon, but suddenly I'm afraid. I have this feeling that I'm going to lose something. This inexplicable sense of loss makes me unable to feel happy. What did I do to offend my wife? She hasn't come to see me even once in the past two years.

Then one day, a prison guard came and told me that a friend had come to see me. I was taken aback. I don't have any friends. I haven't contacted any friends since I went to prison. Could it be my wife? I went to the visiting room with a sense of curiosity.

Sitting in the visiting room was a middle-aged man, very tall, dressed in an expensive suit, looking like a businessman. He wore sunglasses, obscuring his face.

I politely approached and greeted him, "Excuse me, who are you? Do we know each other?"

"What, don't you recognize me?" he said, taking off his sunglasses.

And there he was, Wei Wei, the one who gave me a million yuan! What was he doing here? My mind raced.

"What are you doing here?" I said curtly.

"Nothing much, just thought that after so many years of friendship, I should at least come and see you since you're in jail," Wei Wei said calmly.

"What's up? Let's not beat around the bush," I said directly.

"Nothing much, just something I wanted to ask you, brother."

"Oh? What is it?" I asked curiously.

"I recently slept with a woman, someone else's wife."

"You're quite the ladies' man."

"This woman, after I slept with her, is completely devoted to me. She even raised my son."

"What? I didn't know you were so capable. So what are you planning to do, continue your affair?

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"I was thinking, it's great to be able to sleep with her whenever I want, right? But that slut keeps insisting I marry her and divorce my wife. Do you think that's a good idea?" "

Haha, you ladies' man, you've gotten yourself into trouble now."

"To be honest, that woman is really something. When I first slept with her, she was only a B cup, now I've got her an H cup, and after having a child, she has a constant supply of milk, like a big milk cow. Honestly, I really like a beauty like that." "Then

why don't you marry her? You've done all that to her, and she loves you so much, you should give her happiness. Your wife isn't as happy as this girl." "

That's true, but I don't think her husband will agree to a divorce."

"Haha, you're joking, kid. You've done all that to this woman, and she has no feelings for her husband anymore. She even gave birth to your son. Now she's completely yours. What's the point of her husband staying with her? To be a pimp for life?"

"Brother, you're right. I'll go prepare to marry that slut. Haha. Thanks in advance, brother. I'm off." With that, Wei Wei left. I returned to my prison.

But Wei Wei's words made me think. A woman's breasts went from a B cup to an H cup. That's rare. Wait, wasn't my wife, Xu Mengrou, like that? The year I went to prison, my wife was a B cup; now she might really be an H cup. No, I kept telling myself, no, my wife wouldn't betray me.

I kept telling myself that my wife wouldn't do anything to betray me, but the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. From her initial affection for me to her current aversion, could it be that she really had another man? No, my wife used to be such a virtuous wife, but now she's clearly flirtatious and revealing, with such large breasts and a round bottom. Oh, and breast milk... could she have had another man's child? No, my wife only loves me, no way. No matter what the situation, I will always believe in my wife; she will always be my good wife.

A few days before my release from prison, my wife came again, carrying something in her hand.

I excitedly told her, "Rou Rou, I'll be out soon."

"Oh? Congratulations then," my wife said coldly. Then she took out a cigarette from her bag and started smoking.

"Rou Rou, how did you learn to smoke?" I asked.

"Just smoking for fun. Take a look at this, and if you don't have any objections, just sign it." She handed me the cigarette.

I took a look, and my eyes immediately glazed over; I felt like I was about to faint. The words "Divorce Agreement" were clearly visible on it.

"Rou Rou, you?" I choked, unable to speak.

"Deng Gang, we have no feelings for each other anymore. I'm about to marry someone else, and I'm just waiting for you to sign this."

"You…" A thousand thoughts raced through my mind in an instant; I didn't know how to face it. But I still mustered my courage and said, "What about Xiao Zhi?"

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, Xiao Zhi ran away from home a long time ago. I've been looking for him for ages but haven't found him."

"What? Why? Why did Xiao Zhi leave?"

My wife took a deep drag on her cigarette and said, "Because my man and I were having sex at home, and he found out. He said he was going to tell you, and I slapped him hard."

"You!" I stared at my wife, speechless, feeling like she was a complete stranger.

"That was your child."

"I was very upset then, but my man was right, you can have another child."

"You?"

"Yes, I had another child with my man, a very cute one. You can go see him sometime."

"What? You… why did you do this?"

"Deng Gang, I'm sorry, but I really love him. He… he's very strong, I can't live without him."

I was completely speechless. My heart sank to the bottom. I didn't know how to face my life anymore. I didn't know if there was any point in me getting out of prison. Finally, I asked my wife again, "Do I know him?"

My wife took a drag on her cigarette and slowly said, "You know him, his name is Wei Wei."

In an instant, my mind was slapped. So it was him. Haha, haha, a man who ruined my life with a million yuan, and he even took my woman. Haha. Looking at my wife's large breasts, I laughed again. Wei Wei had clearly slept with my wife, yet he still came to humiliate me that day, haha.

I don't know when I was back in my prison, I don't know when I signed the divorce papers, I don't know when my wife left—no, she's no longer my wife; she's Wei Wei's woman, Wei Wei's wife. He turned her from a respectable woman into a wanton slut, her body and soul belonging to him. It was all his plan, and now my heart felt even clearer. I'm in great pain, in unbearable agony, but I know this isn't over yet. I want to wait until I get out of prison to visit them, to attend their wedding, to see their children. I'm afraid, but I desperately want to do it, and I must do it.

Because my life must go on, and it will continue. This time in prison has changed me; I will change, and unknowingly, I have already changed…

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