【Juan'er's Happy Life】(Continued 23: Blossoming)

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Juejue held the phone, but didn't call Zhao Mo. Chen Dong's words had indeed stirred up some

longing for Zhao Mo, but it was just longing. She didn't know how to make the call. Should she tell him that she had

gone on a date with Chen Dong, hugged him, and that

she felt something when he held her in his arms and gently caressed her? How could she say such a thing!
She lay in bed, hugging her teddy bear, unable to sleep. These past few days, her sleep had been poor. The empty

room always made her feel insecure. She didn't know how she had become like this. Before, she

had always enjoyed this loneliness, but after only half a month, she was completely different. She couldn't

sleep , resorting to red wine, and even considered taking sleeping pills.
But tonight's insomnia wasn't due to loneliness, but restlessness. She remembered Chen Dong's words earlier—wanting to hold her

in his arms, doing nothing, just holding her. This feeling...she seemed to have experienced it before, with her ex-

boyfriend . Being held in someone's arms, cherished and pampered—it felt so good.
Fear surged again. She realized she really wanted to be held in someone's arms right now. That person wasn't Zhao

Mo, nor her ex-boyfriend whom she had desperately tried to forget over the years. It was Chen Dong, the man who

had entered . He was someone else's husband, and he had many women. Normally,

she should scorn a man like that, but she seemed to have really fallen for him!
What should I do? Juejue asked herself. Should she really continue this relationship with Chen Dong? Today had already gone this far

, what about next time? Would it be even closer? She had expectations, but even more so, fear. She wasn't Juan'er,

who could share without pressure—sharing herself and others. She had absolutely no confidence; she was afraid she couldn't afford to play this game.
Juan'er was busy until after 9 PM again. After having a late-night snack with Wanru, they returned to the hotel.

Passing by Jiang Hua's room, the door was open. Seeing them return, Jiang Hua called out in a serious tone, "Sister Juan, I need to talk to

you."
Juan'er suppressed a laugh, but Wanru glared at her. Jiang Hua added, "The supervisor for the men's clothing section hasn't

been decided yet, and I wanted to ask for your opinion."
Wanru pouted and followed Juan'er into the room, completely ignoring Jiang Hua's indignant expression. Juan'er

knew his ulterior motives, but with the corridor noisy, Wanru's presence helped avoid suspicion.
With the opening imminent, headquarters had been transferring more staff over the past few days. This business hotel was

no longer just for the three of them. With so many people around, Jiang Hua could only sneak around when possible. Last night, he had tried

to pull Juan'er into his room in the middle of the night, but the hotel's soundproofing was terrible, and Juan'er's excited

shouts were so loud that he had to bury his head under the covers and almost suffocated.
Although the sneaky feeling was very exciting, they couldn't really let go. Juan'er didn't even dare to climax, and the two

quickly finished.
Jiang Hua also considered going to a hotel, but this small county town wasn't actually that big. Their store was too conspicuous, and

the two of them had unforgettable appearances. Not to mention the many employees they had, most people on the street

knew them. Sometimes, even when they went out alone, they felt like they were being stared at. If they really went to

a hotel in the middle of the night, it might become the talk of the town the next day.
The three of them left the door open and chatted idly until everyone who had finished work went to bed and

it became completely quiet. Jiang Hua started to get restless. He knew that he and Juan'er could only have this for a few days. After they finished here and

went home, she wasn't a resentful woman without a husband's love. It would be difficult to find another opportunity.
Seeing Jiang Hua's persistent glances, Juan'er rolled her eyes at him and said to Wanru, "You go ahead,

I want to talk to him." Wanru looked reluctant, but Juan'er smiled and patted her cheek, whispering, "Don't worry,

I'll be there in a bit."
After seeing Wanru off and closing the door, Jiang Hua hugged her, his hand slipping inside Juan'er's clothes. "Why are you in such

a hurry!" Juan'er complained softly, but didn't stop him.
"How could I not be in a hurry, sis? I've missed you all day!" Jiang Hua pulled Juan'er's top up to her chest, skillfully

unhooking her bra and grasping her soft, full breasts.
"Not today!" Juan'er's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"Why not?" Jiang Hua's hand started moving downwards, reaching inside Juan'er's pants. He immediately understood why

it wasn't working and exasperatedly shouted, "Are you kidding me! Everything was fine last night!"
"Hehe...it's been two days late, I was so worried." Long-acting birth control pills can also lead to unwanted pregnancies,

and Juan'er had been quite anxious these past few days.
Jiang Hua immediately deflated, his face contorted with distress. "Then what am I going to do!"
"Solve it yourself! If you really can't, go find someone, I have no objection," Juan'er said with a coquettish laugh, but without pulling

down her clothes to expose her breasts, continuing her seductive advances.
"But I only have feelings for you right now, sister, help me!" Jiang Hua chuckled awkwardly, pulling Juan'er's hand

to his crotch, where he was already hard and bulging.
Juan'er kneaded his erection, feigning ignorance, and asked, "How can I help? My sister is still bleeding down there

, can you bear to do that?"
Hearing this, Jiang Hua became even more aroused, pulling down his pants, his penis already hard and veins bulging. "Sister, use

your mouth for me, I'll squeeze your breasts, I'll come soon."
Juan'er rolled her eyes at him, looking at his flushed face and throbbing penis.

She felt a pang of regret, blaming herself for always teasing him, but ultimately, she had to bear the consequences.
With a sigh, she helped Jiang Hua lie on the bed, straddled his waist, and took his penis into her mouth. Jiang Hua played

with her breasts, letting out satisfied sighs.
Juan'er used her mouth to tease Jiang Hua's penis, remembering how she used to

tease Chen Dong when she had her period, enjoying watching him get excited yet helpless. At first, Chen Dong would feel sorry for her and always

hold back . But later, his anus was developed, and he no longer hesitated. Of course, she always experienced

orgasm.
The thought of anal sex stirred a longing within her, but she quickly suppressed it. Jiang Hua wasn't Chen Dong; his anus was

more private than her vagina. Juan'er really couldn't accept having Jiang Hua enter her anus.
Juan'er got tired after a while and switched to her hands, spitting out some saliva to make the penis more lubricated. Her oral

skills had never been great, and Chen Dong always complained that she was lazy. Right now, the pleasure from using her hands was more intense. Jiang Hua

He started to get excited, his hands groping her body.
He reached between Juan'er's legs through her pants, but the thick padding made it feel numb. However,

Juan'er's prone position made her buttocks appear even rounder and fuller, a sight that was incredibly arousing.
Jiang Hua couldn't resist pulling down her pants. Juan'er snapped out of her daze and snapped, "What are you doing!"
"Sister, I want to see." Jiang Hua continued to pull.
"It's filthy! What's there to see!" Juan'er blushed, pulling up her pants.
"Sister, just let me see, I've never seen anything like it before, just one look, okay?"
"No! It's the first day, there's a huge amount, it's all blood, and it smells awful, it's disgusting, you can't

look!"
"Then I won't take off my underwear, can I just look at her buttocks?" Jiang Hua compromised. Juan'er couldn't resist
any longer and had to cover her underwear, letting him pull the outer one down to her thighs. Today, she

was wearing black underwear, which was bulging from being stuffed with sanitary napkins, revealing white wings on both sides of her vulva. Jiang Hua had never seen

a woman menstruating before, and couldn't help but pull up the edge of her underwear to look inside. The white sanitary napkins were stained with dark red,

and even Juan'er's normally clean vulva seemed to be stained red with menstrual blood. When he tried to get a closer look,

Juan'er slapped him.
"If you keep doing this, I'm not going to take care of you anymore!" Juan'er was a little angry. Women really care about this

. She hadn't even let Chen Dong see it. Even during anal sex during her period, she only pulled her underwear down a little, not letting it show.

She was fine with anything else, but this was something she really couldn't accept.
Jiang Hua raised his hands in surrender, and Juan'er rolled her eyes at him before turning back to continue stroking him. Jiang Hua asked,

"Sister, is it painful during your period? So much blood, it hurts to see."
"You know I'm in pain, yet you still do this, not letting me have a break."
"I didn't know earlier! Sister, if you're really uncomfortable, just leave me alone."
"Oh! So obedient!" Juan'er increased the intensity of her movements, making his penis even harder.
"Ah!" Jiang Hua reached out and grabbed the soft flesh of her abdomen, letting out a cry of pleasure.
As Juan'er stroked him with her hand, she took the glans into her mouth and sucked on it, turning around to face him, her eyes

wide , revealing a seductive smile. Looking at this bright and beautiful face that he had once longed for, now

holding his penis in her mouth, treating him so gently and considerately. Jiang Hua completely forgot what he had just said. He thrust his hips,

matching Juan'er's movements. His scrotum began to contract, secreting streams of precum from his urethra,

mixing with Juan'er's saliva, flowing down her small hands, wetting the pubic hair on his pubic bone.
With heavy breathing, he ejaculated, his penis throbbing, spurting streams of

cloudy white semen into Juan'er's mouth. Juan'er let out a soft moan, taking the glans deeper into her mouth, sucking hard to

intensify .
Juan'er enjoyed the feeling of being ejaculated into her mouth; it gave her a sense of accomplishment. However, she

didn't was sticky and always got stuck in her esophagus, difficult to swallow. After Jiang Hua finished, Juan'er, with

a large clump of semen and saliva in her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, giggled, climbed on top of Jiang Hua, and puckered her lips to kiss his

face .
Jiang Hua was both amused and exasperated, covering his mouth with his hands and pleading, "Sister, no, no, no!" Her mouth was full

of his own stuff; how could he possibly kiss her like that?
Juan'er twisted her body, her drooping breasts swaying like waves, making soft moaning sounds from her nose, her face full of

resentment and grievance. Jiang Hua quickly grabbed a towel and held it to her mouth, saying, "Sister, spit it out, stop playing with me

."
"Hmm!" Juan'er shook her head, still relentlessly moaning, grabbing his face and kissing him until he felt

numb . Just as she was about to kiss his lips, Jiang Hua felt like he wanted to die. He covered his mouth with the towel, his face filled with

terror.
Juan'er finally let him go, giving a triumphant snort. She knelt on the bed, straightened up, pulled up her pants, and went to

the bathroom , leaving Jiang Hua helplessly wiping his face with the towel.
After rinsing her mouth and tidying her clothes in the bathroom, she told Jiang Hua to leave first. Making sure no one was in the hallway, she

called Wanru and asked her to open the door before slipping back inside. It was so late; knocking would be quite loud.
Wanru had already showered and was wearing a nightgown, clearly

not wearing underwear. This girl didn't even like wearing underwear to bed anymore. Seeing Juan'er come in, she ignored her, sulking as she lay back on the bed, pouting and playing

on her phone.
Juan'er chuckled and leaned over, kissing her on the cheek, coaxing, "What's wrong? Is my little

Wanru angry?"
Wanru huffed and turned away.
"Oh, oh, oh! You're really angry? I always keep my word, you see? You're back in no time."
Seeing Wanru's jealous expression, Juan'er was both amused and exasperated. She teased her a few more times, but Wanru still ignored her. With

a sigh, she rummaged through her change of clothes and went to the bathroom.
Juan'er had always treated Wanru like a younger sister. Even when they were intimate, it was

mostly out of affection; subconsciously, she didn't consider it love. She liked Wanru's body, and

being intimate was truly comfortable, gentle, and intimate, but like with Zhang Qing, it was more

for fun, out of some other kind of desire.
However, the little girl was becoming increasingly direct with her. A couple of days ago, Wanru spent the night with Jiang Hua in Chengdu, and after returning,

she was sullen all day, even hiding in the bathroom and crying secretly in the middle of the night.
Wanru wasn't like Jiang Hua; her relationship with Jiang Hua was only going to last a few days, and it would probably end after they went back. But

Wanru was different! It was alright now, they could live together every day, but what about after they went back? Juan'er really had to take her back!

Juan'er herself didn't care, but that lecherous Chen Dong was even more eager. But Lala, Juan'er had asked her these past few days, and

Wanru admitted that since being with her, she had grown to dislike men more and more, or rather, subconsciously, she was starting to see herself as

a man more and more.
Juan'er smiled bitterly, thinking about how she always said Chen Dong was a womanizer, but she herself seemed to be no less so—she'd hooked up

with two people on one business trip, a man and a woman! She shook her head, thinking, "Never mind, I'll just leave the problem to Chen Dong when I get back. After all,

he's my husband, haha. "
After showering, Juan'er lay down next to Wanru, turned off the light, and the room was pitch black. After a while,

Wanru gently leaned her voluptuous body against her, hugged her, and whispered, "Sister,

no matter what , I want to be with you!"
...
Chen Dong's life seemed to have returned to normal. Social engagements gradually decreased, and he just coasted through his work. As a section chief,

it would have been incredibly easy for him to make money if he wanted, but that wasn't his ambition. As long as appearances were maintained, he was too lazy to deliberately create difficulties;

it was a "you're good, I'm good, everyone's good" attitude. Ironically, this brought him a good reputation. Even his grandfather

called to say he was doing well and had learned a thing or two from him.
Actually, he was just lazy. Someone who had never lacked anything growing up was unlikely to be interested in money. Chen Dong knew he was like a lazy, good-for -nothing prince

from ancient times; even if he sat on the throne, he'd probably be a foolish ruler who neglected his duties . 　　There hadn't been any progress with Juejue these past two days. After that night, Juejue had become somewhat distant towards him. They had dinner once, and when he asked her out again, she refused. Chen Dong didn't force her; he knew she was probably conflicted. He'd let things take their course. 　　Today, Zhao Mo went to his workplace and tossed him a bunch of VIP cards—for beauty salons, gyms, shopping malls, and various clubs, all pre-loaded and ready to use. 　　Chen Dong held them in his hand, playing with them, and said with a smile, "This pile must be worth tens of thousands, you've only been in office a few days, and you're already making a good living!" 　　"Of course! I'm a new broom sweeping clean, just waiting to set things up! How dare these places not pay their respects? I have no , they're a bargain for you." Zhao Mo chuckled. 　　"Are you giving them to me or to Juejue?" 　　"Whatever you want, you have plenty of women anyway, there's Juan'er, Zhang Qing, and my wife, oh! There's also a little beauty, what's her name, Wang something? Didn't she say she was in the same department as you? Where is she? Call her over so I can meet her!" Zhao Mo looked around. 　　"She's gone, gone home to get married." 　　"Tsk tsk tsk! Good riddance, good riddance, recruiting so many, aren't you afraid of working yourself to death?" 　　"Get lost!" This was really hitting a nerve! Chen Dong was genuinely feeling exhausted. 　　"Hehehe, you hit the nail on the head! Alright, I'm done arguing with you, I have another appointment later, gotta go!" Zhao Mo stood up to leave. 　　"Hey, hey, hey! You're really not going back? You're really leaving your wife to me?" Chen Dong called out to him. 　　"Of course I'm going to!" Zhao Mo glared at him. 　　"I'm not sure I can handle it." 　　"If you can't handle it, I certainly can't." 　　"Has she called you these past two days?" 　　"No!" 　　Chen Dong shook his head, sighed, and said, "I was with Juejue..." 　　"Stop, stop, stop! Don't report to me, I'm not that crazy, I'm not interested in hearing how you seduce my wife, I just want the results." Zhao Mo stood up and continued, "One thing at a time, even if her heart has run off with you, it's not your fault, she's not mine now anyway, right? It's better than letting someone else have her, we're still brothers, don't worry! I'm leaving!" 　　"Damn it!" Chen Dong cursed at his retreating figure with a wry smile. 　　Chen Dong also had a party that night. It was the birthday party for an older, unmarried woman at the bank. After dinner, he was dragged to karaoke, and it wasn't until almost midnight that he managed to get away. Back in his apartment complex, he passed by Juejue's building and saw the lights were still on, so he called her. 　　"Who...who is it!" Her voice sounded off, almost slurred. 　　"It's me, Chen Dong. Still awake?" 　　"Oh...Chen Dong...hehehe..." 　　She was clearly drunk. She must be having trouble sleeping. Chen Dong felt a pang of sympathy and thought about going upstairs, but he held back, feeling a bit like he was taking advantage of her. After thinking for a moment, he said into the phone, "Drink less, get some rest ." 　　"Okay...I won't drink anymore." 　　"I'll hang up now. I'll come see you tomorrow morning." Chen Dong shook his head and went home. 　　The next morning, he went to work, found nothing to do, greeted his colleagues, and then slipped back to knock on Juejue's door. 　　Juejue was already up, dressed casually in a beige summer sweatshirt, relaxed yet still stylish. If it weren't for last night 's phone call, no one would have noticed anything unusual about her, but now, upon closer inspection, one could see the weariness she was hiding. 　　Chen Dong frowned and asked, "How much did you drink last night?" There seemed to be a lingering smell of alcohol in the room. 　　Juejue feigned ignorance, denying, "What? I didn't drink!" " 　　Still denying it? You don't even remember calling me last night?" 　　"You called?" Juejue picked up her phone and looked through it, finding the call log. She frowned and said, " You really called? Did you need something?" 　　"Just concerned about you! I saw your lights were still on so late." 　　"Oh, thank you!" Juejue said calmly. 　　"If you can't sleep, you can come to me! Why drink so much! Red wine can help you sleep, but a small glass is enough . Look, I haven't been here for two days, and you've already added several more bottles of wine," Chen Dong said, pointing to the wine cabinet. 　　Juejue didn't say anything, sitting down on the sofa and playing on her phone. 　　Seeing her about to revert to her old ways, Chen Dong felt a surge of annoyance. He walked over, sat down next to her, snatched her phone, threw it aside, and raised his voice: "I'm talking to you!" 　　"Speak! I'm listening!" Juejue looked at him earnestly, her eyes showing childlike innocence again. 　　"You..." Chen Dong was exasperated by her, pointing at her and saying, "Fine, fine! Just keep pretending!" 　　"I'm not pretending, I'm just like this." 　　"Yes, yes, yes! You're not pretending, so that means the little Juejue from that night was faking it, right?" 　　Juejue turned her face away. 　　"Who said being Xiao Juejue was fun?" 　　"Yeah! So fun, I couldn't sleep for days." Juejue gave a wry, playful smile, gently shook her head, and whispered, "Chen Dong, I can't take this. I'm scared." 　　"I know what you're worried about, but you have to admit, it was fun, right?" 　　"So what? Do you know why I drank so much last night? Your house was dark the whole time. I waited for you all night, until ten o'clock. I couldn't sleep. I really wanted you to keep me company, but you weren't there." 　　"Why didn't you call me?" 　　"That's not the point. I knew you would come if I called you yesterday, but what about later? Now Juan'er n't here, and Zhang Qing isn't here either, but they'll always come back. Will I still be able to call you then?"

"Why can't we fight? Even if they come back, they won't mind." Chen Dong was confident about this.

Neither of the two vixens were petty women. Jealousy was inevitable, but a little coaxing would suffice.
"They won't mind, but I will. They can share, but I can't. If something happens between us,

if I really become the little Juejue you all like, then what? Will you give me back? You

never thought you'd stay with me forever, right? I'm a person, a woman who cries and gets hurt.

Without feelings, there can be no desires. How can I become little Juejue without being moved? That day on the phone, you said I loved

Zhao Mo, haha..."
She shook her head with a bitter smile, looking at Chen Dong, and said, word by word, "Now I can tell you clearly, I

don't love him! I never loved him from the beginning, even though I really wanted to love him, I never did. I can't lie to myself,

and I'm not as carefree as Juan'er, able to come out whenever she wants and go back whenever she wants. I can't do it!"
Juejue looked at him with a bitter smile, her eyes reddening.
Chen Dong listened quietly as Juejue finished speaking, then suddenly realized that he and Zhao Mo were both wrong. Juejue was truly not Juan'er.

Juan'er could be as wild as she wanted outside without causing worry; she was just playing around and would come home when she was tired. Like

a child , no matter how wonderful the outside world was, what she longed for most was the warmth of home.
But Juejue was different. She had no feelings for that home to begin with. Her relationship with Zhao Mo had never been fulfilling, either emotionally or physically

. If she found happiness with him, it would be very difficult for her to go back.
Chen Dong sighed, leaned closer, and pulled Juejue into his arms, softly saying, "All I can say is that

whatever decision you make, we will respect it. No one can force you, no one can. Perhaps our methods are

absurd, but we truly just want you to be happy."
Juejue didn't speak or resist, resting her face on Chen Dong's shoulder, lost in thought.
Chen Dong gave a bitter smile and continued, "I know your pain. You're a very traditional woman; when you love someone, you give your

all. I'm a bastard, I'm not good enough for you, I can't give you a sense of security, I really can't. My life is

a mess, I can't abandon Juan'er and Zhang Qing. I really like you, but now I realize I've liked you the wrong

way . I guess I shouldn't have barged into your life."
"But now you've already barged in!" Juejue's tears welled up.
"Yes, I've already broken in. I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to cause you so much pain."
"What should I do?"
"What if I said I wanted you to try? Even though it seems despicable, it's already happened. Whatever happens in

the future won't be worse than it is now, right?"
"But I'm scared."
"I'll be with you, I'll face it with you."
"Will you?"
"Of course."
Juejue snuggled closer to Chen Dong, letting him hold her tighter, and whispered, "I regret

coming to this city. I don't know how I became like this. I can't sleep every night. Before,

it was loneliness, now it's missing you. I'm going crazy, Chen Dong, I want to ask you something."
"Okay, go ahead."
"Don't treat me like merchandise, or a pair of shoes. If I don't want to go back later, please don't force me,

okay?"
"Silly girl, how could I bear to? I told you before, no one would force you to do anything."
Juejue closed her eyes and murmured, "I'm so tired, can I sleep for a while? Just like this, in your arms,

being held by you, just being held. Don't have any desires, I'm not ready yet, okay?"
"Of course you can, sleep, I'll stay with you. I'll come and keep you company whenever you can't sleep." Chen Dong

changed to a more comfortable position for both of them, letting Juejue lay her legs flat on the sofa, and pulled her into his arms around her waist.
"Thank you, I love hearing that."
Juejue held his hand on her waist, her body gradually relaxed, her breathing became even, and she slowly

fell asleep.
Chen Dong's hand was on her abdomen, which rose and fell with her breathing, feeling her body and enjoying the wonderful

touch. His hand could touch her breasts if he moved up a little, and her lower abdomen if he moved down a little. His eyes

could see into the neckline of Juejue's top, where a patch of snow-white cleavage lay—so white, unlike Juan'er's smooth white;

her white was delicate, like a young girl's.
This exquisite body, only a cotton sweatshirt separating them, lay defenseless in his arms. His legs were pressed against

her hips, his hands caressed her stomach, his eyes could see her cleavage, and he could smell

her alluring fragrance—not perfume, but a natural scent emanating from every pore, a fragrance with

the innocence of a young girl and the composure of a woman.
He should have felt desire, but he felt none, not even a little. She was too beautiful to sleep;

even in this languid state, she remained exquisitely beautiful, only inviting admiration. Juan'er was beautiful to sleep too, but

it was cuteness, a charming innocence, always making one want to cherish her, to hold and kiss her. Zhang Qing, needless

to say, could arouse a man's desire at any time. But Juejue was beautiful enough to extinguish all desire.
Chen Dong gave a wry smile. How was he supposed to train her? If she were hugged like this a few more times, she'd be turned into

a saint by him .
Juejue hadn't slept long; she

was worried the nanny would be arriving soon, but when she woke up, she didn't want to move. The feeling in Chen Dong's arms was too comfortable. She hadn't slept deeply; being

in a man's arms made her a little uneasy. Two other men had held her before—Zhao Mo and her ex-boyfriends—and inevitably, they'd

tried to her inappropriately. So, eventually, she simply resisted even hugs.
But Chen Dong's hand remained quietly on her stomach, not moving an inch. She felt

a touch of warmth; he was truly considerate.
Juejue's face flushed. She suddenly felt a surge of desire; she wanted Chen Dong to touch her. She remembered

the last time Chen Dong had caressed her waist; she actually liked it, but back then, she was mostly afraid. Now,

she was afraid too, afraid of losing control. The most she could accept now was a little light touching from Chen Dong through her clothes.
Chen Dong, of course, was unaware of her little struggle, but he noticed her erratic breathing and gently asked,

"Are you awake? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Juejue shook her head and said, "No, the nanny is coming."
"Oh!" Chen Dong shifted, preparing to let go of her, but Jue held his hand tightly.
"Promise me," Jue whispered.
"What?"
"You're not allowed to move by yourself!" Jue's face flushed red to her neck, guiding his hand

to gently stroke her abdomen.
Chen Dong realized this was an unexpected perk, feeling the delicate touch on his hand and looking at her

flushed face, he felt a surge of affection.
"Do you like it?" Jue's voice trembled.
"I love it! Your tummy is so soft, it feels so good to touch."
Jue bit her lip, guiding Chen Dong's hand upwards, gliding over her flat stomach to

the lower edge of her breasts. Underneath, she wore a thin bra without padding or underwire. She had never liked using artificial

things to change her appearance; padding so high looked unnatural and unattractive.
Despite the two layers separating them, Chen Dong could still feel the softness and elasticity of her breasts. His lower abdomen began to heat up,

which relieved him. He hadn't touched a woman in the days since Wang Jun left, and today, holding Juejue

for , he hadn't been able to get an erection. He had been inexplicably worried earlier, but now he could feel his desire.
His hand involuntarily broke free of his grip, grasping one breast and applying pressure,

deforming Juejue's soft flesh through her bra, providing a sensation he found irresistible.
"Ah! No! You promised me!" The pressure on her breasts frightened Juejue, her voice trembling

with fear.
Seeing the struggle on her face, Chen Dong knew he had crossed her line, so he loosened his grip, pressing down

and gently kneading.
"Is this okay?"
Juejue began to pant, biting her lip and nodding. Her body was actually very sensitive, but her mind was even more

so ; her inner resistance was what prevented her from experiencing pleasure. But now, her mind and body gradually relaxed. Although

she was still not quite used to this light touch, and although the stimulation wasn't too intense due to the two layers of clothing,

the feeling of being gently caressed on her breasts still made her somewhat succumb.
Chen Dong lowered his head and lightly kissed her flushed face, whispering, "Don't be afraid. Tell me

what you like and dislike. Today is just right. You can say whatever you're thinking. I won't make you

uncomfortable."
Chen Dong's other hand also grasped her other soft breast. The warmth of his palm seeped through her clothes and onto her delicate

skin. She found her body starting to heat up. She had experienced this feeling

once . Juejue's breathing became rapid, and her resistance and desire intertwined in a tangled mess.
"Is it comfortable?" Chen Dong asked in her ear, his warm breath tickling her ear.
Juejue began to feel fear. She felt Chen Dong's hardness against her back,

far . She had only wanted him to touch her breasts, not to be so thoroughly fondled. She grabbed Chen Dong's

hand, which was ravaging her chest, and pleaded, "Stop, please."
"Hmm, it's okay," Chen Dong replied, sliding his hand down to her flat stomach. But as he moved away,

he quickly found her hardened nipples and lightly pinched them through her clothes.
Juejue trembled, instinctively raising her hands to protect her chest. She turned her head
, giving him a sidelong glance, full of allure. Chen Dong smiled and sat up straighter, bringing them closer together. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her forcefully into his embrace

, his previous gentleness gone. "Little Juejue, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"
"No! Not now!" Juejue weakly refused. Chen Dong's embrace captivated her; she realized

the desire within her.
"Shall we wait until tonight?" Chen Dong pressed on. He knew she would likely

enjoy but he deliberately restrained himself. Juejue was like a fine wine, meant to be savored slowly;

the slower the tasting, the more flavorful it would be. Today was enough.
The sound of the nanny opening the door rescued Juejue from her hesitation. She quickly left Chen Dong's embrace,

moved to the other side of the sofa, and calmed her breathing.
Although the nanny was tactful, greeting him upon entering before disappearing into the kitchen, the atmosphere had already cooled. Chen Dong

composed himself and took out the gift card Zhao Mo had given him yesterday, handing it to her: "Zhao Mo asked me to give this to you. You can go out

during the day , get a beauty treatment, go to the gym, or if you really can't, go shopping and

find something to do."
Juejue's face flushed slightly when she heard Zhao Mo's name, but she ultimately didn't say anything.
"By the way, didn't you want to open a music store? I'm not busy now, I can help you," Chen Dong said, remembering this.
Juejue gave a wry smile and said, "I don't want to open it anymore. I've looked into it myself these past few days, and it's not like I imagined

, just sitting in the shop and waiting for business to come to me. This requires building connections in the local community and doing training

yourself . My personality isn't suited for it."
"If you really want to open it, you don't need to worry about the business. Just stay in the shop." "
What's the point of relying on your connections?"
Chen Dong laughed. True, she wasn't just in it for the money. After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about finding something to do?

There are quite a few piano training places around here. Teaching kids to play wouldn't be bad."
Juejue shook her head. If she wanted to, she would have already. Learning the piano isn't like that, and teaching it isn't like that either

. When she learned the piano, she formally became a student. The master who accepted her as a disciple valued

her talent, not money or family connections.
The piano is inherently a refined art; an assembly line can only produce technicians, which is a desecration.
But besides that, she didn't know what else she could do. She sighed and said helplessly, "We'll see

."
Chen Dong nodded, said "Whatever," sat for a while longer, then got up to leave. As usual, he opened his arms

for a farewell hug, but Juejue refused. Chen Dong knew she was uncomfortable with outsiders around; he only wanted to

tease her. He smiled and asked, "I'll come over and keep you company tonight, okay?"
Juejue's face flushed again. She wanted to agree but was afraid, so she lowered her head and remained silent.
"Then I'll call you tonight. No matter what, don't drink so much again, okay!"

Chen Dong reminded her anxiously.
"Okay." This time, Juejue agreed obediently.
He slipped back to work and waited until the afternoon. Then he received a text message from Zhang Qing:
"Your most beautiful, most beloved, most seductive, most shameless, and most wanton mistress is all cleaned up at home, waiting for you to come back and play with me, fuck me,

torture me, rape me
, and ravage me." "Fuck!" Chen Dong felt his urges surge to his head, a wave of heat washing over him. He'd

been holding back for so long at Juejue's house; this vixen's return was perfectly timed! He didn't even bother thinking about what to do that night, too

lazy to say hello, and rushed home.
It wasn't easy! Everyone says I have many women, but these past few days I've been living like a monk. Now, finally, one's

back .
He opened the door, panting, yelling, "You little devil! You're finally back! I'll

kill you today!" But no one was in any of the rooms. Frustrated, he called Zhang Qing, "Are you kidding me?!

Where is she?"
Zhang Qing chuckled seductively on the phone, "I'm at home. Why haven't you come yet? Ah... um...

it's so itchy down there! The fields are overgrown with weeds. If you don't come soon, I'll let someone else plow them."
Chen Dong snapped out of his daze and cursed, "At your house! Damn it! You didn't even explain clearly. I'm almost out of breath!"
Zhang Qing giggled, "Of course I'm at my house! I'm not afraid of being caught cheating if I go to your house!"
Fine! No more words, let's go! He ran downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight there.
When he arrived at her house, Chen Dong, his crotch bulging, chuckled as he opened the door, but the scene inside

nearly scared him to death.
The room was a mess, furniture and decorations scattered haphazardly. Zhang Qing lay naked

on the living room floor, her hands and feet handcuffed to the TV cabinet and sofa legs by four gleaming cuffs, her

legs facing the door. Tape was still stuck to her mouth. Upon seeing him enter, she shook her head violently, letting out

screams from her nose, struggling desperately with a look of terror on her face.
Chen Dong's first thought was that he'd been robbed. He quickly grabbed a chair lying by the door and looked around

cautiously, carefully checking all the rooms, but found no one. Looking at Zhang Qing on the floor, all traces of her earlier

terror were gone; she was now smiling, her eyes squinting and trembling. He then realized that this vixen was playing a trick on him!
Laughing and crying at the same time, he put down the chair, leaned over, and slapped her large breasts, making them

jiggle. He quickly closed the door, exhaled, and thankfully no one had passed by. If someone had

seen him, being exposed would have been a minor issue; they would definitely have called the police.
He laughed and scolded her, "Damn it! Playing like this! If someone else came in, they'd kill you!"

He then ripped the tape off her mouth.
Zhang Qing twisted her body, letting her soft flesh tremble, and said in a seductive voice, "If you came in, you'd kill

me too! Darling, aren't you surprised?"
"Too surprised! I almost died of fright!" Chen Dong said irritably, but a surge of emotion welled up

inside him. Not many women would do this for a man. Looking at the snow-white, voluptuous body on the floor, his lust

surged instantly.
He quickly stripped off his clothes and pressed himself against her, feeling the softness of Zhang Qing's body. He reached between her thighs;

it was already wet. This vixen seemed to never need foreplay.
He guided his penis between her thick labia, thrusting his hips forward until it was inside her. "I'll

rape !"
Zhang Qing screamed loudly, "It hurts! Help! No... please, let me go! Ah...

!" She was really screaming, her voice loud enough to penetrate the door.
Chen Dong was almost scared stiff, cursing, "You little vixen, screaming so loudly, I really want someone to call the police!"
"Go ahead and call! Who dares to arrest a bandit like you!" Zhang Qing said with a seductive smile, "If you want to rape me, I'll

cooperate ! Do you like it?"
"Like my ass!" Chen Dong took the tape he had just torn off and sealed her mouth shut, then began to thrust

violently . Zhang Qing's screams were muffled, her body struggled violently, her face filled with pain and despair, her eyes even

blurring with vision. Although he knew this vixen was faking it, Chen Dong still felt a real sense of guilt about raping her.
Not long after, Zhang Qing trembled and climaxed, struggling even more fiercely, causing Chen Dong to lose control as well,

growling as he thrust deep into her body and ejaculated.
Panting heavily, Chen Dong lay on top of Zhang Qing, noticing she seemed uncomfortable from being suffocated.

He ripped the tape off her mouth. She opened her mouth to scream again, but Chen Dong quickly covered it, turning the sound into a lewd laugh. He scolded, "Still

playing ?"
Unable to speak, Zhang Qing stuck out her tongue and licked his palm, moaning and writhing, making her full, fleshy body

even more prominent. Chen Dong felt a tingling sensation from her licking and released her.
"Honey, is it fun?" Zhang Qing's tongue wouldn't stop; she raised her head and reached for Chen Dong's nipple.
"Mmm, fun!" Chen Dong looked at her affectionately; this vixen truly aroused all of a man's desire.
"There's even more fun!" Zhang Qing bit his nipple, speaking indistinctly, "I brought back

lots of fun things, they're in my bag!"
Hearing this, Chen Dong felt a renewed arousal. He turned and found her bag on the sofa, got up, and

rummaged through its contents.
Several red candles, a black ball with several small holes attached to leather straps on both sides,

a whip like a horse's tail, and two strips of colorful needles.
Chen Dong knew the purpose of the candles, gag, and whip, but he didn't know the needles. Just looking at them was

creepy . He picked them up and asked Zhang Qing, "What's this for?"
"Ah! Why did she put this in my bag too! This isn't fun, it's too scary, throw it away!"

Zhang Qing looked at the needles with a distressed expression.
"Who put it in? A man or a woman?" There's more to this than meets the eye!
"Of course it was a man, hehe!" Zhang Qing said with a laugh.
"Great! You dare to play this with a man, I want to try it too." Chen Dong opened the packaging of the needles,

pulled out one, and smiled as he pointed the needle at Zhang Qing's nipple.
Now Zhang Qing was truly terrified. Her eyes widened in fear as she stared at the needle. It was too close, and she dared not

move . She begged, "No, no! I'm scared, please, take it away! It's a woman! It really is a woman!

It's one of my sisters. She likes to play with these things. She gave it to me when she came. Take it away!"
"So how do you play with this? You stick it in your body?"
"I'll tell you if you throw it away first!" Goosebumps rose all over Zhang Qing's body.
Chen Dong removed the needle and tossed it aside, along with the unbroken needle. It was obvious this thing was meant to be used to

prick someone; he wasn't that perverted. Even if Zhang Qing really asked him to, he couldn't bring himself to do it—it was his wife!
Zhang Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She had almost unlocked the handcuffs in fright. The handcuffs looked real, but they

didn't actually need a key; there was a small button that opened them. But that would have ruined the fun. However, when the needle

was pointed at her nipple, despite her fear, a gush of lustful fluid welled up from her lower body.
"It's when they get excited they poke themselves, it's terrifying, my sister likes to play like that."
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Chen Dong clicked his tongue. He thought Zhang Qing was already amazing, but he didn't expect

there to be someone even more amazing. He was quite intrigued and said with a smile, "Bring her over to play sometime."
"Dream on! She has a husband, she's already reformed."
"She plays this with her husband!"
"How could that be! Wouldn't that scare her husband to death? She only plays it secretly. I ran into her this time,

and we played together twice." Zhang Qing's voice grew softer and softer, and her face, which had been pale with fright, began to turn red.
"Oh! You little slut, you're cheating on me behind my back!" Chen Dong became excited, but also a little conflicted. How could both

of his wives be such a mess!
"No way! She's a woman, okay!" Zhang Qing argued, her face flushed.
"So what if she's a woman? Who says it's not cheating with a woman!" Chen Dong said viciously, reaching out and

pinching her large breasts.
"Ah! It hurts so much! Husband, I was wrong, I cheated on you!" Zhang Qing's voice became increasingly coquettish.
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
"Husband, punish me! Drip candle wax on me, whip me, anything is fine!"
"You said it!" Chen Dong stood up, looking at the handcuffed, alluring body on the ground,

his desire surged once more.
The candle was lit, the edge of the flame melting into liquid, gathering in the depression at the top. Chen Dong tilted the candle

, a few drops of bright red candle wax dripping onto Zhang Qing's snow-white abdomen, like a pebble falling into a calm pond,

eliciting a soft moan, her full body trembling, causing ripples to spread across her tender flesh.
The candle melted quickly, drops of candle wax falling continuously, like peach blossoms blooming on Zhang Qing's body, from

her abdomen down, her flat stomach, her soft thighs, her slender insteps, even her adorable toes, Chen Dong

didn't miss, dyeing them red one by one. Then, following the other leg upwards, back to the other side of her waist, the

flames continued to bloom, reaching Zhang Qing's ample breasts.
Zhang Qing groaned, trembling, waves of masochistic pleasure washing over her. The specially made low-temperature candles weren't

actually hot; the intense visual impact was more about watching her breasts being stained crimson,

her purplish-red nipples and areolas covered, her two full mounds gradually becoming as alluring as flowers.
Chen Dong stopped, carefully admiring this exquisite scene. Zhang Qing's trembling hadn't stopped, causing the peach blossoms

on her body to sway as if dancing in the wind.
"Husband, there's still the whip, do you want to hit me?" Zhang Qing cried out, her eyes glazed over. Between her legs was

a mess, a mixture of Chen Dong's ejaculation and her own current discharge.
Chen Dong took the horsehair-like whip and tested it in his hand. It was a specially made toy, soft and

fluffy , and wouldn't hurt anyone. But when he tried to use it on Zhang Qing, he was at a loss, unsure where to strike. If she were lying down,

he could easily hit her buttocks, but now that she was lying down, even the softest whip would hurt.
Zhang Qing, however, was aroused. With her eyes closed, she writhed and moaned, "Hit me...husband...I cheated on you! I

cuckolded you! Hit me, I want you to hit me! I want it!"
Chen Dong raised the whip, hesitatingly lashing her thigh lightly, the force more like a caress. Zhang Qing

wasn't satisfied, crying out, "Harder! I want you! Hit me!"
Finally, Chen Dong couldn't resist anymore and increased the force on her stomach. With a "crack,"

the patch of white flesh stained with bright red was whipped, the whip bringing up some red tears from her stomach, which fell

to the floor.
Zhang Qing cried out excitedly, "It feels so good! It hurts but feels so good, honey, do you like it?"
"Really good?" Chen Dong felt a pang of pity, but looking at Zhang Qing's expression, he saw pain, but even more so,

pleasure. At this moment, the animalistic desire that had been aroused since she entered the room finally erupted. He raised the whip, this time aiming for her

breasts, and brought it down hard, causing the plump mounds to tremble violently, sending the blooming peach blossoms flying.
The sound of the whip violently striking skin echoed continuously in the room. Chen Dong whipped harder and harder,

and the red tears on her snow-white body gradually diminished, replaced by equally red whip marks.
Zhang Qing's cries grew softer and softer, gritting her teeth. Occasionally, she would squeeze out a scream, but it would be forcefully

suppressed by the subsequent whipping. She closed her eyes, convulsing, responding to the blows.
The red whip marks became more and more obvious, gradually becoming somewhat shocking, bringing Chen Dong back to his senses. Seeing

Zhang Qing's increasingly obvious pain, he felt a pang of heartache, dropped the whip, bent down, and began to gently caress her.
"I want it so badly, husband! Daddy! My dear father! I want you, to fuck me again!" Zhang Qing's juices had already

soaked the floor between her legs. She writhed, expressing her desire.
Chen Dong couldn't hold back any longer. He pressed down on Zhang Qing's burning body, held his already throbbing penis, and

thrust it in hard.

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