The Seven-Year Itch (1-4)

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The Seven-Year Itch

A Happy Life

Occasionally, there needs to be a touch of different embellishment—

a little heartache added to beauty,

a little sourness to joy,

a little jealousy to pleasure.

Chapter One

Derailment

Excitement and Thrill

Desire and Mystery 　　Adding a different feeling

to a mundane life . 　　Is seven truly a taboo number for couples? 　　Twenty-seven-year-old Xiang Yuyu asked herself. 　　Hmm…it's really hard to say. Judging from the tragic ending of Prince Charles and Princess Diana, a prince and princess's marriage doesn't necessarily guarantee a long and happy life together; and superficial sweetness doesn't necessarily equate to forever. 　　The daily grind of work, the monotonous life becomes tedious. When the relationship stagnates and values begin to diverge, even a couple who appear perfect to outsiders may already be estranged, sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams. In this situation, not turning against each other and fighting is already remarkable; betraying one's partner for a new love is even less surprising. 　　However, none of these are problems for her! 　　For seven years of marriage, her love for her beloved husband had only grown stronger. Their values remained aligned , and their lives were incredibly rich and fulfilling. Every sweet memory was enough to make her smile from ear to ear. She woke up every morning feeling like a brand new day, and she believed that no woman in the world could be happier than her! 　　However, she couldn't resist the urge to try something new, to experience an affair. But she swore it wasn't premeditated; it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, or perhaps a sudden impulse. 　　Her beloved husband had been transferred to Taipei by his company, so she, who had never been separated from him for more than two weeks since their marriage, didn't hesitate to quit her job, leaving the children with her in- laws, and resolutely followed her husband to his new workplace. Leveraging her extensive work experience, she easily secured the position of Executive Secretary to the General Manager of the Taipei . 　　On her very first day in office, as she watched all the female employees gazing longingly at General Manager Lester, who had also just transferred to the branch office, a fleeting , illicit thought suddenly surfaced in her mind. 　　Having an affair with him would certainly be wonderful! 　　Of course, it was just a thought; she certainly wasn't planning to fall in love with him or abandon her husband! However, as she stood with all the female employees to welcome this exceptionally handsome man, she couldn't help but recall the thrill she felt when she first met her husband, and the four months of unrequited love that followed—the overwhelming excitement, thrill, longing, hesitation, and uncertainty! All the bittersweet emotions were contained within that small space! It was both painful and captivating. 　　Yes, perhaps she was too happy, so happy that she had long forgotten what excitement, thrill, or longing felt like . Hmm… even happiness, if it becomes too stable and formulaic, might eventually turn into monotonous dullness. And if "dullness" is added to the misfortune of a married couple, a game over probably isn't far off! 　　So, at that moment, a desire to be devoured and overwhelmed by sin surged within her. Although it was only for a fleeting instant, it was enough to make her heart race. Thus, a strange sense of excitement quietly took root in her chest . 　　Perhaps, to rediscover the long-forgotten freshness and vitality, she should consider playing a thrilling game ! After all, a smart person knows when to stop, doesn't they? 　　Lester. Cardley, 32 years old, of mixed Chinese and American descent, is the third son of the president of the American Landau Group. He has black hair and green eyes, stands 6 feet 4 inches tall, and weighs 164 pounds. He holds a PhD in Business Administration and Master's degrees in Law and Economics from Harvard University. He is fluent in six languages: Chinese, American, Japanese, German, Spanish, and French. His interests include racing, rowing, fencing , and heavy metal bands. In college, he also participated in the guitar club, drama club, and journalism club… Married for seven years, he has six-year-old twins. 　　While he is quite easygoing at home, he naturally becomes stern and even sometimes to the point of seeming heartless. He drinks heavily when he's in a bad mood, but he tries to control himself and drink less at work. However, if you really anger him, he might kill you! 　　"What the hell are you doing? Instead of working, you're just sitting here like an idiot!" the man with the deep, bright green eyes roared, his handsome features filled with murderous intent. 　　"I'm working myself to death in there and no one's helping me. Are you trying to quit?" 　　The man's authority was unmistakable, but Qianqian stood up nonchalantly to face the man who was practically going crazy with work. 　　She was very tall! Walking down the street, many men were shorter than her, yet the man before her, true to his Western heritage, was almost a head taller. His well-fitting three-piece suit perfectly accentuated his noble elegant demeanor; even without speaking, his innate, imposing presence was enough to silence everyone. 　　"General Manager, didn't you see?" She held up the calendar and waved it. "I'm working myself to death too! Don't think this is just a matter of scribbling a few words..." She slowly put down the calendar, glancing sideways at the man . 　　"You said you wanted to see this person yesterday, but today you say you don't; last hour you said you were going to answer that person's call, but this hour when I actually asked you to answer, you changed your mind. Do you think arranging schedules for someone as fickle as you is an easy task? Besides..." She tapped the walkie-talkie with her pen. 　　"Don't you know what this thing is called? It's called a walkie-talkie. It's for two people in different places to communicate. If you really need us, can't you use this to call us? Even if you want to yell at someone, you can use this. Although it's not as immediacy as yelling at someone face-to-face, the effect is already quite good! Why do you have to come out and yell at us yourself?" " 　　You..." Lester gritted his teeth and couldn't find a single word to refute her. "You..."

"So you got this job with that silver tongue?"

"Hmm..." Qianqian hesitated for a moment, feigning surprise, "Maybe!"

Lester narrowed his green eyes, "If you have time to talk so much, I don't think you can really be that

busy !"

Qianqian blinked her big eyes innocently, "Then what do you think I should do to convince you that my salary isn't just

for show ?"

Lester stared at her for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked back to his office. At the door, he

paused .

"Starting tomorrow, you'll move your desk into my office. I'll personally verify that

the salary the company pays you won't become a charity donation."

Another exhausting night.

I forced my sleepy eyes open all the way home. After parking the car, I realized my wife's car wasn't back yet.

Suddenly all my strength seemed to drain away.

I really didn't want to go back to that dark house alone!

I slumped over the steering wheel and sighed for ages, issuing myself a thousand mobilization orders before finally managing

to force myself to abandon my plan to take a nap in the car. Then, like an ox pulling a cart, I shoved my weary body out of the car

, listlessly locked the door, and dragged my feet towards the garden villa on the right side of the alley.

That's where my parents, who have immigrated to Canada, left it! They plan to use it for their annual vacations or visits to relatives and friends

. Now it's convenient for them to stay. I plan to send my mom two thousand-dollar bills a year as

rent; since they're family, a token gesture should be enough!

But then again! No wonder Tianhai Group specifically sent me to take over as general manager. Just

like the retired former general manager, the entire branch company was practically at

the —that's naturally thanks to the former general manager's "meritorious service." If the former general manager hadn't been

a decades-long friend of the current president, the president probably wouldn't have tolerated it until after his retirement before sending someone to reorganize it!

But! Whoever took over must have been thinking of hanging themselves. The current operational status of the auditing company alone was already

astonishing, not to mention the numerous internal problems that could bankrupt three companies simultaneously. The fact that this

riddled branch had managed to survive until now was nothing short of a miracle!

In short, as the newly appointed general manager, my first day was a triumphant debut, a spectacle for all

to admire . From the very next day onward, I entered the office with a furrowed brow, only to

spend every minute and second in a state of frantic, chaotic chaos. Even after work, I had to work overtime until utterly exhausted, finally

staggering off like a defeated rooster.

So, at 10:38:06 AM, I finally managed to weakly open the front door, walk through the long

-abandoned courtyard, and step into the pitch-black room! With my eyes still closed, I snapped on the main light!

Then, I lazily opened my eyes again.

Perhaps the cleaning staff had come; the brightly lit house looked much neater and cleaner, but there were still

quite a few unopened boxes piled up by the study door and in the corner of the living room. And on most of

the boxes , a large "芊" (qian) was drawn on them with a pen.

Damn! I've been cleaning for over ten days, and there are still some that have slipped through the net!

I sighed and went straight into the bedroom, kicked off my shoes, stripped off my clothes, grabbed a towel, and rushed into the bathroom to

shower.

If I didn't shower now, I wouldn't be able to later!

Fifteen minutes later! As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw my dear wife—Xiang Yuyu—lying on the bed,

practically on her deathbed.

It seemed! The woman on the bed, barely clinging to life, wasn't much better off than me. The same newly taken-over work,

the same mentally exhausted state, the same need for saintly patience, the same test of mental and physical strength.

But , I knew, she must have had it much harder than me! Although I'm in a managerial position and my workload

is far heavier than hers, a mere cog in the machine, no one can boss me around.

"Get up! Get up! I've already prepared the water for you. Go take a shower first, then come back to sleep!" I quickly went

over and forcefully woke her up. This girl, she hasn't even taken off her shoes!

Qianqian mumbled something, rolled over, and tried to slip away and go back to sleep.

"Okay, it's

fine ." The person

lying on the bed didn't react much for a moment. About five minutes later, Qianqian suddenly sat up like a zombie. "Okay, okay! Let's

take a shower !"

Her nerves seemed to be a fraction of a second... no! Several hundred beats slower.

She mumbled as she stood up, but! After only half a step, she froze.

A while passed, and I still couldn't feel her moving, so I turned around in surprise and

chuckled.

She had actually fallen asleep standing up! I

shook my head helplessly. I had no choice but to get up and help her undress.

This girl has been getting better and better at acting cute lately.

After shaking her a couple of times, Qianqian simply rested her head on my shoulder and continued snoring.

I supported her with one hand and continued my work with the other. "Honestly, she's over twenty years old! Still like

a child !"

I muttered to myself, but Qianqian continued to sleep soundly, rocking back and forth.

After I finally managed to strip her completely naked, I started to feel that not showering wasn't so bad.

Her skin has always been very good, to the point of being enviable. It's fair and delicate like porcelain. Not only

does it never tan, but it also never needs any skincare. Twenty-seven years haven't

left any marks on her. Most importantly...

she's beautiful! And she has a very special charm. Her seemingly innocent face, yet her eyebrows and eyes

exude a captivating and alluring charm, a sexy provocation accompanied by an innocent temptation. Plus,

she's 170 cm tall with a perfectly curvaceous figure! She's even more beautiful than she was seven years ago, on our wedding night. Her

perfect figure (96-61-90) contrasts sharply with her lovely peach-shaped face, and her

wavy , peach-pink hair makes me involuntarily excited. Although we've been married for seven years, I

've never grown tired of her. Seven years—what a sensitive number

!

When my hand touched her soft, high breasts, Qianqian, startled awake, glanced at me with a resentful

look , pushed my hand away, and grumbled as she went into the bathroom.

I chuckled and sat down at my computer, sending out a few emails.

Undeniably, the primary reason she won over so many candidates was also

one of the reasons I hadn't looked at other women in all these years of marriage.

Because no other woman could attract my attention more!

But while a man is undoubtedly a passionate and considerate husband in the early days of marriage, with the "cultivation" of time,

he naturally becomes his wife's son, indulging in her love and care while also

yearning .

Happiness can also become lazy! I used to enjoy my wife's childish and coquettish

side, but now… it's not that I dislike it, but rather… I suddenly miss the romantic passion she had when I was pursuing her

, that passion that could melt my heart and soul.

But when did that passion fade away? Under the catalysis of time, it has transformed into an enduring tenderness.

This isn't bad, it's just… I'm still young! My life hasn't reached

the point where I can only sit across from my spouse and exchange glances as a form of emotional communication, has it?

Turning to look at the woman emerging from the bathroom, I naturally grabbed another towel to dry her

hair , then took out a hairdryer and started blowing it vigorously on the woman who had been nodding since sitting on the bed.

I still deeply love this woman, and I know I will love her until death, but…! I don't want

my life to become mundane from this moment on. Men are slaves to passion; they can't live without excitement!

So, to avoid embarking on the path of premature aging and prematurely joining the list of eunuchs, I

must find a way to regain my youthful vitality. And injecting a bit of off-track excitement into the uneventful happiness

should be the most "exciting" method, right?

At this moment, the woman who had been nodding foolishly suddenly said in my ear, "Feng, I think…"

Before she could finish two sentences, I stared wide-eyed in horror, looking at my wife in disbelief.

"What?"

I must have misheard, or this woman was really getting aroused!

But, facing my wife's serious gaze, a thrill rose within me, and my

erection hardened.

I shoved her onto the bed, yanked off the towel wrapped around her, and my penis pierced her body effortlessly

. The splashing moisture from her wetness told me that the woman beneath me was just as excited as I was.

I gripped her firm breasts tightly, thrusting violently into her while

snarling , "You wretched slut, can't I satisfy you? You actually want to cheat on me, to let another

man fuck you? I'll make you die on this bed!"

Startled, Qianqian began her counterattack, twisting her waist and sucking on my

glans with her cervix while clamping her long legs around my waist.

While biting my ear, she let out cute moans: "Mmm! Feng...so good, your...

is me...so deep...ah!...I know you're not angry...ah,

not here...I noticed at the beginning of the year...that your computer had a lot of...uh...cuckoldry, cheating

novels ...'Cheating'...'Helping My Wife Cheat'...'Naked Wife'...'Humiliating My Girlfriend'......

every single one is so good!"

So this is where my wife's wild fantasies came from. The more I listened, the more excited I became, increasing

the amplitude and speed of my hip movements while forcefully kissing my wife's hateful little mouth.

With a sudden spasm from my wife, her legs forcefully pushed me deep into her body, and I

couldn't resist the sucking of her cervix. My waist went numb, and countless troops rushed into her uterus, determined to conquer her

entire territory.

Then, as my wife adoringly described her boss, my burning jealousy ignited, and I began

a new round of conquest…

Chapter Two:

The Game

Whether it is or isn't,

there's no definite answer.

Unless you join the game and

personally experience the mysterious and unpredictable tension and excitement,

you can't see the game's ending.

After more than seventy days of upheaval and chaos, everything finally started to slowly get back on track.

This was clearly evident in General Manager Lester.

His expression was no longer so stern and cold, and his deep roars gradually decreased. The outstanding and

elegant demeanor he had when he first took office had finally reappeared. So! Those infatuated women who had always been self-important also

lowered their guard began to actively pursue him.

Yes, it's time!

Putting down her pen, Qianqian glanced at Lester behind the General Manager's desk and thought to herself. So,

after a moment's thought, she smoothed her hair, straightened her clothes, grabbed her schedule, and stood in front of Lester's desk, adding a charming smile

to her face .

"General Manager, about the birthday banquet for the General Manager of Tongren Company—"

Before he could finish reporting, Lester grumbled without looking up, "Give it to the Deputy General Manager." "

And the dinner for the General Manager's wife at Taiyang Cable…"

"Decline!" 　　"

The engagement ceremony for the daughter of the President of Yamada Company …

" "Give it to the Deputy General Manager. " "Deputy 　　General Manager Yao Moli of

Jiuxin Construction …" "Decline!" "Business Manager He Xinxin of Ruiheng Group…" 　　"Decline!" 　　"General Manager Gao Liujuan of Qingshan Electronics…" 　　"Ms. Xiang," Lester finally looked up impatiently, interrupting her, "From now on, decline any invitations unrelated to business; leave necessary social interactions to the Deputy General Manager, understand?" 　　"Understood, General Manager." Qianqian nodded. 　　"Very good." He then lowered his eyes to review the documents again. 　　Qianqian's smile vanished abruptly, and she frowned, looking at herself… Was her outfit too conservative, not sexy enough?

Her eyes darted around, and she spoke again.

"Excuse me, General Manager, I'd like to ask you something..."

"What is it?"

"Unless absolutely necessary, there shouldn't be any more overtime, right?"

"What? Is your husband complaining?"

"No, no, my husband is busier than me!" Qianqian quickly shook her head in denial. "I meant that since

the General Manager isn't familiar with Taipei, would you like me to take him sightseeing? Even at night is fine; I

'm sure we can find plenty of entertainment to alleviate his loneliness."

For a moment, Lester seemed not to hear her! So he didn't react at all. Qianqian,

undeterred , repeated herself, and this time he slowly raised his emerald green eyes to stare at her face.

Seeing this, Qianqian quickly put on her most charming smile, even deliberately tilting her body at the most alluring and sexy

angle.

"To relieve loneliness?"

Qianqian blinked ambiguously. "That's right! General Manager."

"So I didn't mishear." Lester nodded. "Then, in what capacity are you making

this suggestion to me? Secretary? Or... a woman?"

Of course!

Qianqian still smiled broadly. "Suggestions after work, of course, come from a woman."

"Oh! A woman! Then..." Lester lowered his eyes slightly. "How do you know what kind of entertainment will

definitely make me happy?"

Qianqian laughed cheerfully. "Please! General Manager, you're a man too, right? Are

n't those the kinds of pleasures that men get?" She had already given a very blatant hint. If he still didn't understand, she was prepared to secretly stick a note on his

back "Universe's Most Invincible Super Idiot."

Lester was certainly not an idiot; a smile suddenly flashed across his eyes.

"Finding pleasure for other men, aren't you afraid your husband will be angry?"

"Angry? What's there to be angry about?" Qianqian glanced at him indifferently. "I was just taking my boss

to see Taipei. What's there to be angry about? Besides..." She lowered her eyes. "Didn't I just say that

my husband is busier than me? He either comes home later than me every day or brings home a ton of work. I do

n't even have a chance to talk to him. As soon as he's done, he falls asleep like a log. He doesn't have time to

pay attention to me at all!"

Lester slowly leaned back, his eyes unfathomable.

"You...you're not tired of him, are you?"

Qianqian peeked at the man behind the desk from under her eyelashes. "What if I said I'm just a little lonely and need

a companion ?"

Lester looked at her for a while longer, his gaze, with an eerie light, slowly moving down to her full breasts, slender waist, and slightly upturned buttocks hidden under her elegant

suit , to her long legs, and then back up to

her face.

"You're a very beautiful and charming woman, but..." His emerald eyes suddenly turned dark green, and he said in a rough

voice , "I love my wife very much, and I could never leave her!"

Qianqian smiled charmingly, "That's perfect, I love my husband very much too! I've never considered

leaving him. Didn't I just say that? I'm just a little lonely because he's too busy, too

busy to consider my feelings. I don't want to argue with him about it, so the best way is for me to find a way to dispel

this unpleasant loneliness myself!"

Lester stared intently at her, "I'll only stay in Taiwan for two years at most."

"Very good," Qianqian nodded without hesitation, "I also hope that when it's time to break up, it can be done cleanly."

Lester raised an eyebrow, then lazily rested his chin on his hand, "Why did you choose me? Because of my

status? Or because I'm your boss?"

"No, no, no!" Qianqian shook her index finger vigorously in denial. "Because you're a married man, there

won't be any harassment; besides, you're just as outstanding as my husband, you won't embarrass me."

"Won't embarrass you, huh?" Lester raised an eyebrow slightly. "Then how can you be so sure I'll

agree ?"

Qianqian confidently raised her chin. "Because I'm a married woman, there won't be any

harassment ; besides, I'm outstanding too, I definitely won't embarrass you!"

"Won't embarrass me?" Lester couldn't help but laugh. "You seem to be playing a game, aren't you?"

Qianqian nodded honestly. "That's right, life's been too mundane. I'm only twenty-seven, but

I'm already starting to feel like my energy's rusting, so I want to try this exciting

game to see if I can revitalize myself."

"A strange reason," Lester said slowly. "But! How can you be so sure I'd want to

play this game with you?"

"It's simple!" Qianqian puffed out her chest confidently. "First, even if you announce to the whole world that

you're married, those women with ulterior motives will still come after you. But as long as I'm by your

side , it will have some deterrent effect."

Lester glanced down at the wedding ring on his hand, seemingly unconvinced.

"Moreover, because you love your wife so much, you'll feel incredibly lonely when she's not around.

Therefore, even if you don't care now, I guarantee that after a while, you'll still feel the need for someone

to listen to you and talk about your feelings for your wife. Otherwise, you definitely won't be able to bear the torment of longing and the

torture and devastation of loneliness!"

Lester thoughtfully raised his eyelids to look at Qianqian. "You seem to have a lot of experience."

"That's right. My husband once went on a business trip for two weeks, which was the longest he'd ever been away from me."

Qianqian admitted. "The first few days were fine; I just felt a little unaccustomed to it. But in the following days, I got

a little confused by him. I couldn't sleep at night without hugging his pillow, and I had to wear his

robe with his pillow." Qianqian said very seriously.

"The daytime is even more exciting. I'll just grab anyone I can and

start chattering away, whether it's a cat or a dog, as long as they can hear me. And what I ramble on about is nothing more than

how my husband used to be with me, or what I'm guessing about how he's doing now..."

"Oh my god! Now that I think about it..." she murmured, quite troubled, "I think I've said all sorts of embarrassing things

!"

After a moment of annoyance and stunned silence, she suddenly shook her head. "Oh well, what's done is done."

Then she straightened her face and continued, "And what's worse, I was eating and

drinking like crazy while I was talking! It was like I would go crazy if I didn't eat and drink like that, and if I ate too much, I

would go to the bathroom and throw up completely, and then come out and continue eating..." She sighed softly, "Anyway,

it was really a terrible time for him!"

Lester was still staring at her.

"But..." Qianqian suddenly pouted in dissatisfaction, "When my husband came home and found out I'd gained five kilograms in two

weeks , he actually dared to complain that I didn't miss him at all, and even said I was so happy

that I could gain so much weight in just two weeks."

She gritted her teeth and snorted, "At that time, I really wanted to

prepare the same amount of food I'd eaten in those two weeks and force it on him, to see if he enjoyed it or suffered!"

Lester stared at her for a long time, "Why didn't you explain it to him then?" he asked softly.

"Why? I think..." Qianqian scratched her head with her pen, "Maybe it's because I didn't want him

to know I missed him more than he missed me!"

Lester shook his head dismissively, "Women are really..."

"Doesn't your wife do the same thing?" Qianqian said indignantly.

"Well..." Lester pondered, "Amy is indeed quite stubborn and competitive, but I don't

think she'd be stubborn enough to do something like this, right? Isn't that ridiculous? But now that I think about it...

maybe she is!"

"See, see!" Qianqian's eyes immediately lit up with two victory signs: "I'm not the only one

like this!"

Lester stared at her strangely for a moment.

"You... are a lot like Amy."

"Really?" Qianqian shrugged nonchalantly: "Is she as pretty as me?"

Lester didn't answer, but continued to stare at her for a while before asking in a low, husky voice: "Are you sure you want to

play this game?"

"Sure!" Qianqian said without hesitation.

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

"Aren't you afraid of going astray and being unable to extricate yourself?"

"Absolutely not!" Qianqian shook her head resolutely. "I love my husband very, very much.

There is no man in this world who can change my feelings for him!"

"Is that so?" Lester suddenly smiled wickedly. "Really not?" He

asked, seemingly tempting, yet also challenging.

"Absolutely not!" Qianqian said decisively. If someone were to hit her

on the head , it might even make a "clang, clang" sound!

Lester nodded, not knowing what he meant, but he didn't say anything more, only

gently asking, "So, how do you plan to play this game?"

Upon hearing Lester's agreement, Qianqian immediately beamed and pulled over a chair to sit down.

"The rules are simple. First, business and personal matters must never be mixed up."

"Hmm, that makes sense." Lester nodded in agreement.

"When you need me, you can ask me to keep you company; and when I'm unhappy, you have to

do make me happy; you don't need to give me any gifts, but you have to

cover all our expenses when we go out."

"That seems simple."

"The simpler it is, the less likely there will be problems, right?"

"That's true."

"Oh! And," Qianqian suddenly pointed at Leters with her pen very seriously, "no matter what,

you absolutely cannot stay overnight before I give my approval, okay?"

"Not overnight?" Leters slowly narrowed his eyes, "So you mean..." He glanced at

the door on the right, "...to just take care of it here?"

"Click! Click! Click!" Qianqian immediately reached out to block his view: "Hey! Are you an idiot! Not

overnight means not sleeping together, don't you understand?"

"Don't understand!" Leters readily admitted his slowness: "You have no intention of having an affair, and you don't plan to

sleep with me, so can this still be considered an affair? If you just want to have a friendly relationship, there are so many colleagues in the company

, anyone can do it, you don't necessarily have to ask me, right?"

"Huh? Just friendship?" Qianqian frowned and pondered, "Hmm... that's true! That really doesn't seem like an affair

! At most, it's like good friends going out for a meal and chatting to relax. Let alone an affair, it doesn't

even qualify as a romantic relationship. Even if I told people that you were my lover, they would probably laugh at me first,

let alone feel any excitement..." She muttered to herself, "That's not fun at all!"

Lester didn't say anything, but just stared at her with an incredulous look.

"Well... okay! Clearance sale, we can go to third base, but absolutely no home plate!"

"What's this? A consolation prize?" Leters shook his head dismissively. "I'm over thirty

, I have no interest in playing these childish games with you."

Qianqian choked. "Then... what do you want?"

Leters flashed that seductive, wicked smile again. "If we're going to play, let's play for real."

Qianqian's eyes widened suddenly. "For real?"

"That's right, for real, real guns and bullets. You're not an idiot, so you should understand, right?" Leters

mocked .

Anger flashed in Qianqian's eyes. "You..." She paused, then her eyes darted around

.

"Okay! No problem, for real it is, but..." She smiled slyly. "You'll

have to be able to get me into bed first, right?" She issued a challenge.

Leters's eyes suddenly lit up and then dimmed, before he flashed a smile that could kill.

"Sure!" He accepted the challenge. "I'll play this game with you, but can you guarantee you won't

back out halfway through?"

"Hey, hey! That's disrespectful!" Qianqian complained, "If I were a man

, you wouldn't say that, would you?"

Lester raised an eyebrow: "If you were a man, I wouldn't be playing this game with you!"

"Hmm! You're right." Qianqian shrugged! Admitting her mistake in using the wrong analogy, she said, "But anyway, I

won't go back on my word! I swear I won't end this game casually before you go back to America. If you still don't believe me

, then there's nothing I can do!"

Lester nodded, "Okay! I believe you. So, how shall we begin?"

"What do you want?"

Lester's smile became even more intoxicating, "Of course, it's what men love most!"

Qianqian narrowed her eyes, then grinned with a fake smile, "Fine! What men love most, right? No

problem ! Watch me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qianqian immediately sat on Lester's lap. Although her expression and attitude

were consistently nonchalant, when Lester's hand warmly and firmly grasped hers, and his other hand wrapped around her

slender waist , he actually felt a slight tremor from her delicate body. Her agile black eyes blinked twice, and Qianqian's

arms suddenly climbed up Lester's neck. She licked her lips seductively, "Kiss me," she murmured.

Lester's eyes suddenly lit up. He abruptly pulled her close, and before she could even gasp,

his handsome face loomed down, planting a deep kiss on her lips. His lips, firm yet gentle, licked hers

until they met his.

Lester was never one to waste time, and Qianqian was terrified by his impatience. Good heavens!

How could this feel?

When she was intimate with her husband, Zhuo Zhifeng, the touch of their lips certainly excited her, and she could feel

his love for her. But she had never expected that now, limp in Lester's strong arms, she felt as if

her soul had floated out of her body, her mind completely unable to concentrate.

Her heart pounded faster and faster, her body grew hotter and hotter, as if she

were . His masculine hardness pressed tightly against her soft abdomen, bringing her a thrilling mix of fear and excitement,

causing her to tremble involuntarily.

Her slight trembling seemed to further arouse him. His lips began to roam over every inch of her body, pressing against her sensitive spots again

and again temples, behind her ears, her throat. Pure pleasure immediately flowed

through her entire body. She unconsciously moaned softly, her knees buckling. If he hadn't held her tightly, she probably would have already

slid the ground to cool off!

Hearing her joyful moans, Lester also felt a surge of intense excitement. At this moment,

she wasn't the only one intoxicated by the vortex of pleasure; he felt the same intense ecstasy.

He trembled involuntarily, not only deeply attracted to her sexy and beautiful body but also responding to her passionate

reaction . His lust had been aroused, and his self-control was almost completely gone…

“Qianqian, give it to me…”

Her name immediately pierced through the lust surrounding her, abruptly bringing her back to her senses. Good heavens! What about the a-press?

Wasn't she just planning to give him a light kiss as a seduction? How did it turn out like this?

She suddenly stood up.

Damn it, she had really dug her own grave! Qianqian inwardly groaned.

Honestly, she had never been afraid of anyone or anything in her life, but at this moment, facing those

passionate sharp eyes, that wicked expression tinged with warmth, she trembled involuntarily.

Run!

But this cowardly word had barely surfaced in Qianqian's mind,

not formed! The man sitting behind the large desk, whose true face had just been revealed a moment ago, seemed to read her

thoughts. He immediately stood up, walking towards her with a lazy yet steady and powerful gait.

"Trying to run, huh?" He bent down slightly, leaning closer to her, and she unconsciously shrank back against the wall.

Seeing this, he smiled again, revealing sinister white teeth that gleamed with bloodlust: "Don't run, or I

guarantee you'll regret it, understand, huh?"

She involuntarily swallowed.

"You..." She only managed to utter one word before being startled by her own hoarse voice. "Uh..."

She coughed twice to clear her throat. "You...you're going to rape me?"

"Rape you?" Lester looked her over with amusement. "Do you think I would?"

"I...I don't know," she said honestly. Now she was completely dumbfounded. She had initially thought

he was a docile and kind English sheepdog, but who knew that once the "fur" was removed, he would turn into a ruthless

African leopard!

Good heavens, her judgment of people was absolutely terrible!

Lester curled his lip contemptuously. "I wouldn't, that's not my style, but..."

Qianqian immediately blurted out anxiously, "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think?"

A slender hand gently stroked her cheek, and she instinctively dodged away.

"You...you didn't say that raping...raping isn't your style?" she stammered.

"That's right, but..." Lester suddenly revealed a wicked glint in his eyes, "I'll make you beg me."

With that , he forcefully grabbed her chin, pulling it shut. "You, usually so stubborn and competitive, are now showing such

fear and cowering. Do you know how this arouses my 'sexual interest'?"

Qianqian gasped and tried to pull

away , forcing her to meet his seductive gaze. His other hand even grabbed hers and pressed it against his erect

penis.

"Look! Look how aroused I am!"

Qianqian frantically tried to pull her hand back. "No, General Manager, please, think of your wife. Don't you

love her? How could you... how could you..." Suddenly, she realized she was losing the ability to resist, and panic

gripped her even more.

"At this moment..." Lester whispered quietly, "You're the only one in my heart, I only want you."

For some reason, in this moment of terror, her heart suddenly trembled at his words.

"But...but...I..." Unable to escape his bewitching green eyes, she

stammered even more, "I can't...I can't..." She struggled desperately to

regain her senses, which were gradually being lost in his gaze.

"Of course you can..." His voice suddenly became so soft and seductive, as if hypnotizing her, "You only..."

"It's just that I don't understand yet. Actually, you've wanted me for a long time, haven't you?" He suddenly released her face,

his slender hand brushing lightly across her cheek and delicate neck like a gentle breeze, before moving to her full breasts.

"Just like me, I've wanted you for a long time..."

"No...no..."

"Yes, you crave the same thing as me." He slowly pulled her up against his chest, pressing

her tightly against his burning heat: "Can you feel it? Can you feel my desire for you?

Can you feel my urgency?"

"Oh God!" she murmured, slowly raising her bewildered, helpless, and painfully struggling face: "I...I..."

He stared into her eyes: "You have the same burning desire as me, don't deny it!"

"But, but..."

"Don't deny it!" he commanded in a deep voice, then lowered his head to gently bite her sensitive neck, his

hands beginning to roam over her breasts, buttocks, and thighs: "The more you deny it, the more it will hurt. Acknowledge

it, then beg me, and I will give you the sweetest relief."

"Ah..." she moaned softly, trying to resist the waves of shivering sensation, "No..." but helplessly

began to yield.

"Beg me!" he commanded more forcefully, increasing

the pressure of his kneading of her beautiful, high breasts, while his other hand, already prepared for himself, subtly lifted her skirt.

"Mmm... ah..." Under his skillful seduction, she was completely lost.

"Beg me!"

With the command, a double tearing sound simultaneously pierced her ears, and consciousness slipped back into her mind.

"Ah—no!"

She began to struggle again! In a death throes, he promptly silenced her with a kiss, sending her feeble protests

back and banishing the consciousness that had finally returned to her mind.

"Beg me..." he murmured seductively at her lips, while raising her legs: "Beg me..."

"Ah... ah... please..." With just those two indistinct words, her sins were already condemned

.

As he filled her, the sharp, domineering intrusion jolted her from her unconscious state,

but she didn't resist. She knew it was too late; he had already taken her.

Besides … she had to sadly admit she didn't want to resist. He was right! She wanted him too.

That enormous size, so different from that of an Eastern man, entering a

place , was only the beginning. When he was fully inside her, she could clearly feel herself

completely filled, even her uterus deformed. He generously used gentle thrusts to get her used to him,

and then, as she involuntarily groaned, he began his violent conquest.

He effortlessly lifted her body, completely detaching his dragon from her, then forcefully pressed

her down, filling her again. Each repetition was four attacks on her, from her vaginal opening to her cervix

. Qianqian had never experienced such an attack; pleasure crashed over her like endless waves, and she

felt herself constantly reaching orgasm.

The spasms and uterine suction during Qianqian's orgasm brought Lester immense pleasure. As he began

his final thrust, Qianqian struggled violently, as if in a final burst of energy: "No, not inside! Today is

my fertile period! Pull it out!"

But Lester ignored her completely. With a final, deep thrust, the "soldier" that had been imprisoned within him

for over two months surged wildly into Qianqian's body. His enormous member firmly blocked the exit, causing

Qianqian's lower abdomen to swell, as if she were immediately pregnant.

But he was not satisfied, and without pause, he began a second round of conquest.

Thus, in a state of irreversible confusion, Qianqian allowed herself to be swept into a deeper vortex of passion, seeking

the sweet release he promised.

This affair had finally escaped her control; it was no longer just a game!

She had succumbed!

( To be 　　continued )

Chapter Three

********** ...　　 ********** 　　...　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Is she a slut, someone anyone can take her pants off? Of course not… she is… sh! How could she let that pervert tear her pants?! 　　But… but this man also has an evil aura she's never seen in Zhuo Zhifeng before, that…

A kind of wicked aura that tempted people to commit crimes, that made them involuntarily follow him to hell—and what was most terrifying was that

this man's most attractive quality was precisely this wicked aura that both evoked fear and longing.

"Sigh!" she sighed softly.

Women are so greedy; they love the coolness of bad boys, yet also the gentleness and tenderness of men. They hope

a man is so bad that all other women can't control him, yet he's only gentle and tender to her.

Actually, isn't that similar to men's thoughts?

Don't men all hope a woman is a lady in public, a clever housewife at home, and a wanton woman in bed? Same here,

right? Women also hope a man is handsome in public, cool to other women, but

transforms into .

But the problem is, ideals are ideals, and reality rarely offers such easy gains! So, most can only choose

one, while secretly fantasizing about other types of men.

Thinking of this, she struggled to sit up, her whole body aching so badly she felt like she was about to collapse.

In all their years of marriage, her relationship with Zhuo Zhifeng had been nothing more than passionate lovemaking, never such wild

and intense sex, a frenzied plunder bordering on brutality! Just like that man, savage and domineering. But this was also the first

time she had fully experienced that kind of unbridled, unrestrained pleasure, that

excitement and thrill of teetering on the edge of sin and depravity. Only that rough man could bring out such a wanton side in her.

Recalling everything that had just happened, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

They hadn't even taken their clothes off yet! He had pinned her against the wall! Like a typhoon sweeping through,

he had plundered Zhuo Zhifeng's virginity; she thought she would be flattened and stuck to the wall, unable to be pulled down!

If someone had accidentally walked in, they probably would have fainted on the spot.

Then, she was carried into the suite for a second, stormy encounter…

*** *** *** ***

When Lester picked Qianqian up, his still erect and enormous member

rubbed .

"Ah..." Qianqian's mind went blank. "No, please let me go."

"Hmph! Have you ever seen an army that occupies someone else's territory and then withdraws without doing anything?"

"No...no, who...who will save me?"

Qianqian cried out weakly, like a lamb in a wolf's mouth. Lester also played

the role .

"Why...why is this happening?"

"What were you saying?" Lester asked while gently biting Qianqian's ear.

"N-nothing." The sudden pleasure plunged Qianqian into deeper confusion. Her whole body

felt numb, and a delicate pink blush rose on her cheeks.

"Qianqian, your ears are very sensitive. You're so cute like this."

"Wh-what? I, I don't know what you're talking about?" Although she firmly denied it,

her increasingly hot lower abdomen couldn't lie to herself.

(No, how could this be? I don't want this!) Qianqian's hazy consciousness kept denying this feeling.

However, when Lester's hand gently teased Qianqian's petals a few times, the

pleasure that seemed to numb her waist caused Qianqian's body to react honestly.

"There's so much sticky liquid flowing out, what is this, someone's wife?"

"No, no. Let me go."

The words in her ear reminded Qianqian of her identity, and she struggled violently.

But she forgot that her most sensitive spot was in Lester's hand. Her violent struggle

only brought her more pleasure.

"Ugh... even your ears have turned red, Qianqian."

"Stop, stop. What are you doing?" The unprecedented experience made Qianqian scream involuntarily

.

"Looks like your husband is quite incompetent, Qianqian." Lester said

in surprise . His hands also began to move vigorously at the same time.

Pleasure she had never experienced since birth ravaged Qianqian's entire body. Qianqian involuntarily

glanced at the

enormous thing that was rubbing against her thigh, the thing that had just deeply entered and conquered her.

(It's so big, more than twice the size of my husband's. No, what am I thinking?)

"Qianqian, why are you looking at my big cock with such anticipation?"

"No, no. You're talking nonsense."

Lester gently kissed her defiant little mouth.

The moment she was kissed, Qianqian seemed to stop thinking.

She was being kissed again by a man who wasn't her husband, his tongue inside her mouth, playing with

her.

(No, these lips and tongue aren't my husband's. But... why am I so excited? It feels so good

.)

(Ah, he's licking my mouth, my, my tongue is being sucked, ah, don't bite, no,

don't suck. My husband never does this to me.)

The hot, sticky intruder easily brought Qianqian to a small climax.

(Why, just one kiss, and I feel so good?) Qianqian asked herself, floating in paradise

. Lost in the throes of passion, those lips and tongues suddenly parted from hers.

"Ha, ha, ha."

Oxygen was inhaled rapidly through their still-connected lips. The intense kiss made them forget to breathe

.

As she took a deep breath, Qianqian swallowed her saliva, suddenly realizing it wasn't her own taste,

nor her husband's. A surge of excitement sent a shiver down her spine.

Qianqian's trembling body leaned weakly against Lester, her eyes met with thin lips.

(Why is it taking so long? I want to do it again.)

The smile that played on the man's lips made Qianqian, realizing her own thoughts, blush with shame.

(I lost!) A feeling of defeat strangely fueled Qianqian's excitement.

"Madam, do you remember who your husband is?"

(Don't call me madam.) Reminded of her infidelity, Qianqian felt a surge of

escapism she kissed the man before her.

...

Whether it was tens of minutes or hours later, the deep, intense kiss had completely driven Qianqian to the brink of madness.

"Qianqian, I'm coming."

(What's coming?) As this question crossed Qianqian's chaotic mind, something

like a red-hot iron rod was already pressed against her petals. Her stimulated body had no chance to resist.

The enormous weapon effortlessly penetrated her. When the massive glans violently forced open her cervix

, churning and thrashing within her still-filled uterus, a series of orgasms caused Qianqian to

faint .

But the man didn't stop there. His violent thrusting, withdrawing and re-entering completely, brought Qianqian

back to reality with another orgasm. The explosive pleasure caused Qianqian to involuntarily begin to moan loudly.

"Is it comfortable?"

"Ha, ha, ah, ah...so comfortable, so comfortable."

"How comfortable?"

"You, yours is so hard, so hard...ah, so deep, yours is so big."

"Hmph, I'm so happy to hear your praise." Lester quickened his hip movements.

"Ah...I, I'm actually having orgasms all the time, this, this is the first time in my life. I never knew

sex could be so pleasurable."

"Hahaha...Qianqian, how does it compare to your husband's?" Qianqian, whose erogenous zones were stimulated

, responded to Lester even more intensely.

"How is it, Qianqian?" As he asked, Lester began a fierce thrust.

"Ah...ah...so good...so good."

"Who is it?"

"Husband, husband is so good." "

Hmm, Qianqian's vagina suddenly became so tight, you lustful wife."

"No, I'm not...ah..."

(So amazing, this pleasure is several times, no, dozens of times stronger than my husband's.) As Qianqian tried her best to respond

and thought this, Lester suddenly pulled the huge thing out completely. The sudden sense of loss, like falling from a great height

, almost brought Qianqian to tears.

"If you don't say, 'Lei is infinitely better than my husband, my husband is utterly useless,' you

'll never get it, Qianqian," Lester said,

rubbing .

"No, I can't..." Qianqian groaned.

But when Lester began to gently thrust his glans into her vagina, which was overflowing with lubrication, Qianqian finally

broke down .

She cried out, "Lei is the best! Lei is infinitely better than my husband! I only want Lei!"

Lester responded with the most intense thrusts. Qianqian's tight, oriental vulva, her snow-white skin, and

her high, beautiful breasts—not typical of Westerners—gave Lester immense pleasure.

Finally, when he could no longer hold on, Lester cried out, "I...I'm coming!"

Hearing this, Qianqian suddenly regained her senses. "No, no, I can't take it anymore. If I do,

I'll really get pregnant..."

"Then, give me a healthy, chubby son!" With a roar, Lester

once again stationed his countless soldiers in Qianqian's territory.

...

Did she regret it?

No, now was not the time for her to think about whether she regretted it! Instead...

The door suddenly opened, and Lester silently walked in, silently facing Qianqian by the bedside. Then,

she suddenly narrowed her eyes defiantly, and he raised his eyebrows, then smiled slightly, and leaned down to aggressively

steal a kiss from her.

"You are mine now!" he said proudly. "You'd better not forget that, and don't try to

disobey me, otherwise, you'll be the one who suffers, understand?"

Qianqian didn't answer, but just stared at him. This was the man, this wicked man, who had rudely taken

her! But she would never surrender so easily!

Receiving no answer, Lester sat down, seemingly displeased, and grabbed her chin, planting

another warning kiss.

"Understand?"

Of course not!

Giving in once didn't mean she would always be subservient. As they say, failure is the mother of success! Next

time… heh heh! Just watch, next time she'll make him kneel and beg her!

Lester seemed to see her anger and defiance in her eyes. He frowned, stared at her for a moment, and then

suddenly laughed.

“Very good, that’s more like you. If you had given in so easily, I might have lost interest in you.” He

gently stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. “You’re beautiful, but your personality is even more attractive to me. You’re just like my wife!

Really like her, and she’s the person I love most in this world. So, the more you resemble her, the more I

’ll cherish you. Until I go back to America, you’ll be her substitute!”

Qianqian immediately narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction.

Me? Substitute?

What does that have to do with anything? What does he think she is? Is “Reliable” out of stock, so he’s

using ?

Lester smoothed her furrowed brows. “Don’t be dissatisfied. You should be grateful that you

’re Other women aren’t even qualified to wash my wife’s feet!”

Oh, oh! Your wife is carved from diamonds and gemstones, with an emerald halo and a coral lotus seat.

It seems she’s only suitable for being worshipped, not for being someone’s wife!

"Alright, if you're still tired, sleep a little longer. If you're not, take a shower and come back to work

." With that, Lester got up and left, but turned back before leaving. "The assorted sushi I ordered

has arrived. Do you want some?"

Please! Eat some more?

Even if a full-course meal were laid out before her, she'd vomit for him first… Uh! Maybe she could just

scoop out his heart, stir-fry it with garlic and red chili peppers, or steam it, slice it, and dip it in vinegar sauce! Then she might be willing to eat a bite or two,

right?

Although she didn't respond, Lester seemed to sense her thoughts. "Okay! Then

come !" With that, he turned and left.

Staring blankly at the closed door for a moment, she suddenly lowered her head in dejection.

Okay, she'd managed to get past this man for now, but… how was she going to face

her husband when she got home tonight?

Hmm… first, she had to find a way to get home before him, to avoid him seeing

the hives all over her body that looked like measles, and then he'd say some nonsense, and then… and then…

she'd better dig a hole and bury her head in it!

*** *** *** ***

A thunderstorm came before I left work, cooling the sweltering air. When I got home,

I wasn't surprised to see my wife fully bundled up—long sleeves, long pants, and a long nightgown underneath.

She must be cold!

“Huh? You seem to be here early today!” I casually loosened my tie and took off my suit jacket. “Don't you have to work overtime today

?”

Qianqian turned her eyes away. “Uh… I only worked a little while before coming back.”

“Oh, I see…” I continued removing the rest of my clothes. "Are you hungry? I'm a little hungry! Can you

make me something to eat?"

"How about noodles?"

"Sure,"

so one of us went to take a shower, and the other went to the kitchen to cook noodles. Fifteen minutes later, the noodles weren't ready yet, so I

sat down at the breakfast counter.

"Wow! I'm starving, I'm starving! Is it ready yet?" I called out a little childishly.

Qianqian lifted the lid to take a look! Then she put it back on and turned back around. "Almost there, almost there,

it'll be ready when it boils! Don't..." For some reason, when she caught sight of my bare chest

, she immediately looked away and turned back to the pot to finish her sentence. "Don't call me that, it'll be ready soon,"

I looked down at myself strangely, but there was nothing wrong with me.

Qianqian blushed for no reason. Just then, the noodles boiled, and she quickly turned off the heat, ladled a bowl, and handed it to me.

"Huh? Aren't you going to eat?"

Qianqian shook her head. "I'm not hungry."

"Not hungry?" I looked at her strangely. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No!" Qianqian denied. "I'm just not hungry!" she said, taking out fresh

juice and pouring two glasses, placing one in front of me. "Here! Hurry up and eat."

"Okay!"

I obediently started eating, but still secretly observed Qianqian sitting next to me; Qianqian, however

, only stared at the glass in her hand, lost in thought. Even after I finished eating and put the bowl in the sink, she

remained immersed in her own thoughts, seemingly troubled by something she couldn't figure out.

"Wife, what are you thinking about?" I asked with concern.

"Huh?" Qianqian was startled, then came back to her senses. "Ah! You're finished eating? How come so fast?"

I frowned. "Wife, what's wrong with you? You're acting strange!"

Qianqian turned away again and got up to go to the bedroom. "Nothing! I'm just a little tired. I

think we should go to sleep early."

Ten minutes later, I pulled Qianqian, who was pretending to be asleep with her back to me, into my arms.

"Wife, tell me, what's wrong, okay?"

"No! Really, nothing!" Qianqian still denied it.

I was silent for a moment.

"Wife, did I do something wrong?"

Please! Of course not, it's just... it's just...

"Qianqian..."

"Feng, no, really no! I just..." She paused, then lowered her voice.

"If... if I really had an affair, what would you do?"

"Kill you, then kill myself."

"What?" Qianqian exclaimed, turning to look at me, her face completely drained of color. I assumed she

was angry and quickly soothed her gently.

"Just kidding, you're my most beloved wife, no matter what you've done, I'll forgive you,

we'll never separate."

After a while—

"Feng..."

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

I breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded with feigned satisfaction.

"Very good! Please keep it up."

Qianqian looked at me for a moment.

"Feng, I..."

"Hmm?"

"I really love you so much!"

I pecked her pretty nose.

"I know! You just said that."

"No! I mean..." Qianqian sighed softly. "I really love you so much!"

"Hmm..." I thought about it very seriously for a moment. “I don’t object to that either.”

Qianqian paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

“You’re so annoying! I’m serious.”

I suddenly raised an eyebrow. “Do you want me to object?”

“You…” She punched me hard. “You’re annoying, I’m not talking to you anymore!”

“Not talking to me?” I winked ambiguously, “Then…” I pointed downwards.

“How about letting my little brother talk to your little sister?”

Qianqian’s expression changed slightly, then she said seemingly casually. “My little sister is asleep!”

“Wake her up!” I said with a grin, “My little brother is very excited, he can’t

sleep !”

“Who cares about you!” Qianqian turned her back again.

I immediately turned her back. “Don’t be like that! Wife! My little brother misses your little sister a lot

!”

Qianqian laughed exaggeratedly, “Please! Feng, you’re really not your average pervert!”

“How can this be average?” I immediately protested. "You don't even want someone as chubby as me!"

"Stop it!" Qianqian punched me again. "Don't drag me into this!"

"What do you mean?" I looked at her innocently. "I just wanted my little brother

to play !"

"No way!" Qianqian refused decisively. "Your little brother

spits has no manners at all, unless you tell him not to spit!"

"Uh..." I was immediately at a loss for words. "That... spitting is... uh! It's to help your little sister

wash her face!"

"Oh! It just makes her dirtier." Qianqian muttered. "And she even took a bath today."

"Wife, what did you just say?"

"Nothing, you misheard."

"Wife..."

"What?"

"Let them play!"

"No!"

"Okay,"

"You're so noisy!"

"Qianqian..."

"Diandian!"

"...I'll cry for you!"

*** *** *** ***

The next morning, Qianqian woke up first, but instead of getting up immediately as usual, she stared

blankly at the ceiling for a long time before quietly propping herself up from my arms and silently gazing at my sleeping

face for a long while.

"I love you, Feng, I love you so, so much, so..." she whispered softly. "Do

n't worry , I won't betray you, no matter how alluring that man is to me..." She

paused, frowning and pondering for a moment.

"Okay! I admit, he's more arrogant and conceited than you, more mature and charming, even a bit wicked and alluring—

the kind of man who drives women crazy. I admit all that. But, Feng, he doesn't have your

gentleness , your thoughtfulness, or your humor. He's simply not as good as you. How could I possibly want him

! Right?"

She said this, but her tone was less like talking to herself and

more like she was trying to convince herself.

"Yes, that's it. So, I absolutely won't lose to that man. I can't possibly

lose this game!"

*** *** *** ***

A person with enough self-confidence can love themselves, honestly accept themselves, and thereby believe in

their abilities, while also gaining the approval of others.

However, excessive confidence can easily lead to embarrassment!

As she went into the bathroom to wash up, I, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened my eyes. It turned out, it really had happened.

Chapter Four:

Thrills

My restless heart,

stirred by the intense charm of a man,

couldn't escape

the raging flames,

drowning in an inescapable game.

Why do affairs happen?

Actually, in this new era where proper ethical concepts of love no longer exist, affairs have long been

a prevalent social phenomenon.

This is because not only does modern life create the most fluid and open conditions for affairs, but

the ubiquitous love stories and images make it impossible for people to escape the temptations and allure of love, whether

before or after marriage. Thus, many people regard affairs as an inevitable experience in life.

But why do people have affairs? What are the reasons? What are the reasons?

Ah! That's not really a reason! It should be called an excuse, right?

For example, feeling like you've known someone forever! Hoping for a past relationship—in other words, falling in love with someone else.

To prove that their charm still exists—that is, the so-called "old philanderer."

Wanting to experience the joy of love again—this reason sounds perfectly legitimate for divorced men (women) or widows

(widowers), but for married men… it's…

not wanting to hurt the “fragile heart” of the woman (man) who accidentally fell in love with him (her)!

This is probably the worst excuse.

Or perhaps they're unable to solve their domestic problems and have to seek solace elsewhere—the most typical and representative excuse.

Some simply want to satisfy their physical urges and try different women (men)—a philandering

man (or a harlot?) indeed!

There are even absurd reasons like, “Others have it, I don’t! It’s so embarrassing!” Of course, there are also many more

like Qianqian, simply wanting to add a little excitement and adventure to their mundane lives, to revive their gradually

stagnant vitality, and so on—all sorts of bizarre excuses. In any case

, those who have affairs always have a set of the most righteous, high-sounding, and self-righteous justifications.

Some might say a man's lower body is the hardest thing to control, but in reality, the hardest thing for humans to

control is their own heart. That's why we fall in love with the wrong person, why

we inexplicably fall in love with someone we dislike, and why we face the helpless

situation .

This is all because the human heart is the hardest to understand and the hardest to control.

Therefore, even if it's just a game, you might find halfway through that

it's no longer just a game!

*** *** *** ***

After that one fall into depravity, Qianqian noticed something strange about

herself She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but whenever she inadvertently met Lester's eyes, her heart would

pound violently in her chest, just like… just like when she and Zhuo Zhifeng met back then.

Perhaps it was because of Lester's arrogant charm and imposing aura?

Although the passion and love between her and Zhuo Zhifeng had long since

faded , even though she knew she still deeply loved her husband, her little deer, lamb, squirrel, and even

ant hadn't leaped about for him in a long time. Even their lovemaking had become somewhat formulaic

.

However, she could never forget the thrill of their courtship, so passionate and

intense , a shock that seemed to penetrate to the depths of her soul.

But from that time on, whenever there was an opportunity for physical intimacy, Lester would seem to have accidentally triggered

a defense mechanism, immediately using all his charm to seduce and tease her. If she protested or refused, he would

refute her by citing their initial agreement to proceed to third base.

So, she had no choice but to obediently let him eat her saliva. And when he started taking advantage of her, she was already

unsure whether she was a person or a lump of dough. Just like now, the Big Bad Wolf was quietly and

diligently trying to seduce Little Red Riding Hood again. "What...what are you doing?" Qianqian asked breathlessly, pushing away the man who was tightly holding her.

The man, who was gently biting her earlobe, breathed hot air into her ear and asked in return, "What do you think?"

She felt her entire spine and its interface begin to tingle. "You...you...

it's just , is it necessary...is it necessary to hold me so tightly?" she asked tremulously, while simultaneously feeling

the thing harder than an iron rod pressed against her soft abdomen, radiating a heat that seemed capable of

melting Her mind involuntarily recalled...

How could this adorable yet infuriating thing wreak havoc in places no one had ever been before, turning her

deep, narrow, winding path into a wide highway that wouldn't recover for two or three days…?

“Qianqian, what are you thinking about?” A sudden, suggestive voice snapped Qianqian out of her reverie

.

She then realized that she was actually caressing Lester's manhood through her pants with a look of pure bliss.

Her face burning red, Qianqian was about to flee back to her seat when she discovered that everyone around her was doing the same

thing. Several couples had even lifted their skirts, unzipped their pants, and started making love to the beat of the music.

Stunned, Qianqian didn't notice that Lester in front of her had already unzipped his pants, pulled her

skirt up to her waist, and was gently rubbing his enormous member against her newly recovered petals.

When Qianqian came to her senses, her body, already aroused and caressed, was completely powerless to resist his invasion. As his

massive cannon breached her core, the music changed to Carlos Cader's "One Step Apart," and Lester

, with his skillful tango steps, led Qianqian to one climax after another.

Every turn, every spin, every pause brought Qianqian endless pleasure, and his thick, long

member never left her body even during the most intense spins.

As for me, who had been watching from the shadows from the beginning, my emotions went through a rollercoaster of feelings: from the initial sadness and anger of seeing my wife flirting and kissing

another man, to the illicit thrill of seeing her being molested and played with, to the

excitement and lust of seeing that enormous thing, which didn't belong to me, disappear into my wife's vagina, which should have belonged only to me.

At the climax of the music, when I saw Qianqian roll her eyes back, her long legs tightly wrapped around the man

's waist, letting him ejaculate inside her, I couldn't help but ejaculate my pent-up semen all over the floor. But I didn't

feel the emptiness I usually felt when masturbating; instead, I felt a stimulation and excitement I'd never experienced even when making love with my wife.

He still held her tightly, swaying gently to the music.

Even after he'd finished, his penis remained hard and huge, lifting Qianqian up like a spear,

so that only her toes could touch the floor. The enormous head pressed firmly against her cervix, preventing

a single drop of fluid from leaking out. With each step, she could feel her uterus, filled like a balloon, swaying.

Feeling like a melted ice cream, Qianqian clung weakly to Lester.

"You...you...you've gone too far! What if someone we know sees us..."

"Isn't this a 'lover's' duty?"

Oh! Why did he only think of his lover's duties at times like this?

"You...you...have you forgotten your dear wife at home?" Qianqian quickly reminded the forgetful man!

Although wildflowers smell sweeter, the flowers at home bloom longer.

"Hmm..." Lester suddenly took a deep breath and then sighed softly.

“How could I forget! You taste just like my wife! You taste…”

Huh? Taste… taste?

What?! What did he take her for?

Chocolate, or Viagra? “It’s wonderful, so wonderful that I want… want… ah! Let’s go for a walk, yes,

I want to go for a walk!”

Saying this, she forcefully pushed Lester away. Although the pleasure and

gushing almost made her collapse to the ground, she still resolutely escaped to the toilet.

After cleaning up, she grabbed Lester and led him away from this aristocratic club.

“Come on, let’s go for a walk. Let me tell you! October in Taiwan has the most refreshing and pleasant

weather of the year!” she made up on the spot.

“Especially at night at this time of year, strolling along the red brick streets, the leisurely atmosphere is simply irresistible

! So, as the host, I must take you to enjoy it properly, lest you regret it for the rest of your life.”

She said exaggeratedly.

“Is that so?” Lester smiled with amusement.

“Alright, we can find a dark, sparsely populated park for a walk, and then…”

Then?

Qianqian immediately turned around and glared at him fiercely.

“Are you an idiot? Do you know what parks have the most of at night? Let me tell you, Taiwan may

not be as good as other countries in many things! But cockroaches, rats, and mosquitoes are fatter and stronger than in other countries. Who wants to go to

a dark park with you to ‘donate blood’? Forget it, let’s go see a late-night movie.”

Ten minutes later, they indeed “slowly” strolled through the crowd toward the movie street. Because there were

so many , Qianqian had to be protected by Lester’s strong arms to avoid closer

contact with the throng.

Oh dear! Another big blunder!

When she helplessly glanced sideways at Lester, he was looking down at her with a mocking smile in his eyes!

Humph! Don’t even think about it!

Qianqian immediately rolled her eyes at him!

Seemingly understanding the meaning behind her fierce gaze, Lester couldn't help but smile slightly, his

mockery intensifying. He quietly

lowered his lips, then pulled her tightly into his embrace. The next second, his lips roughly covered hers, his

tongue prying open her lips, sucking and ravaging them, wildly drawing her tongue into his mouth and biting it lightly.

Passersby A, B, C, D… all stared speechlessly at this explicit performance in the street.

After a few moments of initial stunned silence, Qianqian, as if bewitched,

returned his kiss with even more frenzied passion, much to everyone's astonishment.

Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pressing down so hard they almost snapped it. Their lips

greedily tasted each other, their tongues locked in a fierce battle, their heavy breathing clearly audible. Finally,

Qianqian even wrapped her legs around Yifan's waist, seemingly wanting to meld herself into his body.

Passion surged like a tangible storm over the surrounding crowd, many drooling

.

Finally, when a groan—perhaps from both of them simultaneously—reached

everyone's ears, Qianqian jumped down abruptly, staggering back two steps.

This…this bastard!

Qianqian clenched her fists in anger and frustration, desperately trying to suppress her urge to perform martial arts and sell medicine in the street.

This guy was too cunning!

"I knew it all along. When women say no, they actually want it, right? You just want more

attention, I understand."

But…how dare he look down on women like that!

As Lester mocked her, Qianqian's fighting spirit soared to its peak. Even knowing

Lester was provoking her, she couldn't help but fall into his trap.

"When I say no, I absolutely mean no. What are your dirty tricks? Bring it on!"

she vowed through gritted teeth.

Because she was a woman of principle!

And him...

sigh—a rather clever man!

Qianqian listlessly entered the bedroom. I had already showered,

washing away the smell of alcohol and the semen on my pants. I was pretending to be working on the business I brought back from the company, pretending to be doing it as usual. Heaven knows

what that stack of documents actually contained.

She casually tossed aside her purse, too lazy to even greet me. Because we usually came home late, we

would go straight to the bedroom as soon as we got home, sometimes without even turning on the living room light. At most, we would just compete to see who got home first.

Actually, throughout the summer, except for holidays, we almost always parted ways early in the morning

to go to work, and wouldn't meet again in the bedroom until at least 10 pm. After several months of this,

we probably couldn't tell whether we were going to work or

"working overnight" at home!

"You're back?" I glanced at her casually. "Why are you so late today?"

Qianqian sighed before speaking. "You know what! There are so many more cars around here for some reason. I drove around for

almost an hour before finding a parking spot, and then walked for more than ten minutes to get back. I think I should bring

a bicycle with me from now on, so I don't have to worry about parking too far away."

'That bastard, he actually teased me like that in the movie theater, making me beg for mercy and

admit defeat . Luckily, the VIP room in that theater was soundproof. That hateful thing, watching the 8 pm movie wasn't enough,

he wanted to watch the midnight movie too, and he even did that to me in front of that big mirror, this useless body of mine.' " Oh God, let me die

! Luckily there's a bathhouse nearby." I put down the documents and thought for a moment.

"How about this? Tomorrow's Saturday, you... don't have to work overtime, right?"

"No!" Qianqian threw down her last dress.

"I'm already tired enough working late every day on weekdays. If you ask me to work overtime on weekends, I'm going to go on

strike!"

"Okay—let's tidy up the garage together. Throw away all that old furniture and

useless . Whoever comes back first can park the car in the garage, and the other

can park it by the gate, okay?"

This little liar! Do you know I followed you guys all night? Speaking of which, that

movie theater was really nice. They even used a magic mirror to decorate the VIP room.

After I slapped that staff member a few times with money, he took me behind that mirror and let me watch a good show all night.

That despicable adulterer, he's thicker and longer than me, that's natural, I accept it. But his technique is even

much better than mine. With just his fingers, he made this stubborn woman surrender and beg for mercy. When he used his tongue, Qianqian

experienced multiple orgasms until she was completely lost in thought.

After they started their physical struggle, even with so much lubricant, that enormous thing could only penetrate

halfway . That despicable guy had incredible stamina; he carried Qianqian around the VIP room

for over half an hour, then, as if knowing I was behind the mirror, he used a position like holding a child to urinate,

fucking Qianqian until she was exhausted.

I watched my beloved wife being fucked by another man, her juices flying everywhere. That

secret garden that should have belonged only to me was desperately trying to "blackmail" and keep another man, even the little pocket that could only

be watered , the place where my son was born, was full of another man's genes.

Behind the mirror, I was so weak from ejaculation that I finally made it home. Luckily, Qianqian

came back .

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