Because of his wife's blood

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A few days later, around noon, Yang Jun finished delivering a computer to a customer and was walking down the street. After passing several blocks,
he was about to return home when he unexpectedly heard someone calling his childhood nickname.

"[Junwazi. Junwazi.]"

Yang Jun stopped and looked in the direction of the voice
. Across the street, an old man was pulling a cart full of scrap metal and waving at Yang Jun. Yang Jun approached curiously. After scrutinizing him for a while, he finally recognized the old man.

"[It's you, Niu Laogui. What are you doing here?]" Yang Jun recognized Niu Laogui, a villager from his former village. "

[Hehe, I thought I was seeing things. You've grown so much, Junwazi.]" Niu Laogui chuckled
, his eyes and face revealing a cunning and treacherous nature.

Yang Jun took out his cigarette case and offered Niu Laogui a cigarette.

"[Wow, you smoke such high-class cigarettes.]" Old Niu, limping along, took a step closer, wiped
his hands on his dirty clothes, and took the cigarette Yang Jun offered.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you in the village. You've been collecting this in the county town?" Yang Jun lit a cigarette,
pointing to the cart full of scrap.

"Heh heh, no skills, just barely making ends meet. What about you? What are you doing in the county town?" Old Niu
sat on one of the cart's arm, grinning, revealing his stained teeth.

"I opened a shop in the county town, and I bought a house now, it's in the complex up ahead. Want to come sit for a while ?
" Yang Jun said proudly.

"Wow, you've really got some skills! You've even bought a house! You're really something, Jun-kun, impressive!" Old Niu
flattered .

"Well, it's alright. Where do you stay tonight?" Yang Jun asked.

"I've worked hard for most of my life, and finally bought a plot of land in the back of this street. I built this dilapidated house and
now I collect scrap. Come on, let me show you around." Old Niu tossed aside his half-smoked cigarette butt and got up to pull the fully loaded cart. Yang Jun, being
considerate, pushed the heavy cart behind him.

After turning a corner and walking about fifty meters, they arrived at an open space
. Piles of cardboard, plastic bottles, and scrap metal were stacked there. Next to the open space was a small 10-square-meter shack built with asbestos tiles and tattered tarpaulins. The open space itself was
quite large, about a hundred square meters. Two wooden pillars stood there, with a rope strung across them. Several
pretty women's clothes and underwear were drying on the rope, while at the other end hung old, worn-out clothes that clearly belonged to Old Niu. Yang Jun
didn't think twice , assuming someone else had hung them there, but the clothes looked somewhat familiar. Yang Jun didn't dwell on it.

"Come, sit down, have some water," Niu Laogui said, putting the cart behind him. He pushed open the door of the small hut, brought out two stools, and
took out a porcelain cup.

Yang Jun had passed by this place before; it was an extension of the demolition site. This street was also part of the old city
, and the surrounding houses were all quite old. His own residential area was just two streets away, only about 300
meters . Yang Jun took out a cigarette and offered one to Niu Laogui.

"Hey, look, you're still smoking yours here. Take mine, take mine,"
Niu

Laogui said, getting up to take the cigarette. "It's all the same, all the same," Yang Jun said.

"Hey, Niu Laogui, you're doing pretty well. This land is worth quite a bit now," Yang Jun
asked.

"Hehe, I bought it ten years ago. It cost 30,000 yuan back then," Niu Laogui said, taking a drag of his cigarette and showing his black
teeth.

"It's worth about 80,000 or 90,000 yuan now." "Well, I didn't realize that, Old Niu." Yang Jun said admiringly.

"Hehe." Old Niu chuckled, puffing on his cigarette.

"Did you beat your wife?" Yang Jun asked again.

"Yes, we got married ten days ago." Old Niu said with an even bigger smile.

"What, where's your wife...?" Yang Jun was about to ask when

an old woman called out from a distance, "Old Niu, weigh it."

"Uh, I'm here. Have a seat, I'll get busy." Old Niu got up to help the old woman carry the load to
the yard .

"This is only 50 cents a pound! That's good! This is only 2 yuan! It's still usable!" The old woman
bargained with Old Niu.

"That's all I can sell it for. I'm not lying to you."

"Uh, Old Niu, you go ahead and do your work. Come back next time." Seeing that Old Man Niu was too busy, Yang Jun had no choice but to ask
him to leave.

"Hey, sit a little longer, okay? Come again next time, Jun-wa," Old Man Niu said, also urging him on.

That evening, Yang Jun returned to the neighborhood from his shop. His mother had prepared dinner; his parents had been
taking care of him for over half a month since his divorce.

After eating a few bites, Yang Jun asked his parents

, "Mom and Dad, guess who I ran into today? Do you remember Old Man Niu from the village?"

"You ran into him? Yes, I remember him. That scoundrel is in the county town too," his father said, surprised.

"Dad, why did you call him a scoundrel?" Yang Jun asked, puzzled.

"Son, you don't know this. Back when you were little, that scoundrel was a good-for-nothing, always
stealing chickens and . His full name was Niu Sanjin. He was more than ten years older than your father and more than ten years younger than your grandfather. His parents died early,
and he just lazed around, stealing chickens and dogs every day, often peeping at the village women bathing. One day he broke into
our house and led out our cow. Your grandfather heard the dog barking and found him. He and your father caught him and
broke his leg. That scoundrel was big, with a muscular, dark body. Your father and grandfather almost couldn't subdue him.
Later, your father wanted to report him to the police, but your grandfather took pity on him because he was from the same village and had no parents, so he let him go. He
never appeared in the village again after that." Yang's mother recalled.

Yang's father, thinking proudly of his past bravery, chuckled. He took

a sip of his wine. "No wonder he's lame." Yang Jun recalled that Old Niu was indeed quite robust; although he
was over 70, he was still as strong as a young ox. Pulling the fully loaded cart was effortless for him.

"What's he doing in the county town?" Yang's mother asked, placing a piece of meat in her son's bowl.

"Oh, he's collecting recyclables on the street ahead now, living in the city," Yang Jun told his mother.

"Hey, I never knew my grandson had such a talent, he's made something of himself," Yang's father said indignantly.
It seemed this guy was going to be in jail.

"I also heard he got married recently, took a wife," Yang Jun continued, eating his meat.

"Really? What kind of person would fall for a guy like that? That woman is definitely no saint either,"
Yang's mother said, even more surprised and somewhat indignant. Something was off. Yang Jun couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Whatever, the past is the past. Now that we're from the same village in the same county, we'll inevitably
see each other . Let's not talk about them anymore, let's eat," Yang Jun urged his parents to eat. A few days later, what Yang Jun saw would
haunt him for the rest of his life.

It was almost noon that day, and the computer parts packaging in Yang Jun's shop was piling up. Yang Jun bundled up a large bundle,
thinking he take it to Old Man Niu. It wasn't worth much anyway, and it'd also help tidy up the shop. Yang Jun hoisted the pile of paper onto his shoulder,
tilted his head, and supported himself with one hand as he walked towards Old Man Niu's scrap yard. After crossing two streets, Yang Jun suddenly
spotted a familiar figure ahead—his ex-wife, Li Lin.
Li Lin was dressed in a stylish sky-blue business suit, paired with a sky-blue mini-skirt
that accentuated her full, pert breasts and rounded, soft buttocks. Her long, slender, white legs were exposed,
a white silk scarf tied in a knot around her neck, and a pair of exquisite black high heels. She was walking gracefully down
the street, looking even more alluring and fashionable than before the divorce. Yang Jun shrugged the bundle of papers on his shoulder with delight, wanting to quicken his pace
to catch up. After walking one block, his ex-wife Li Lin went straight into the shack at the scrap yard. Yang Jun's
expression was one of surprise; what was she doing in Niu Laogui's shack? He quickened his pace. When he reached the scrap yard,
Yang Jun shook the bundle of papers off his shoulder, dusted himself off, and walked towards the dilapidated
shack. Just as he reached the door, a sound came from behind, startling Yang Jun into stopping and ducking behind the shack.

"Hey, you old devil, what are you doing? In broad daylight, I just got back and you're already... my work clothes,
um, ah." Yang Jun heard Li Lin's familiar voice from inside the house, along with soft moans. What was she
doing? Yang Jun was startled. She seemed to be quite familiar with Old Devil Niu, calling him "Old Devil." Yang Jun carefully circled around
to the other side of the dilapidated house. A window was open. Yang Jun cautiously peered through the window, and the scene before him made
his eyes widen in shock, his mouth agape, unable to utter a sound .

In the cramped space, Li Lin was leaning against a worn-out desk. On the desk were some items
and a few bottles and boxes used by women for collecting cosmetics. A mirror hung on the wall above the desk, facing the partially closed, broken
wooden door . To the left was a small bed, neatly made, with clean cartoon sheets, folded blankets,
and two plush pillows. The bed was against the wall with the window, the same window through which Yang Jun was hiding.

At this moment, Li Lin's light blue blazer was unbuttoned, and the top
two buttons of her white lace blouse were also undone, revealing her nude bra. Her legs were spread apart, and her light blue miniskirt
was lifted to her waist, revealing white patterned sheer panties. Old Niu was squatting between Li Lin's legs, his head
bobbing between them. Li Lin's hands were on Old Niu's balding head, her pearly teeth biting her red
lips , her eyes glazed over, her head tilted back. The light makeup and eyelashes on her face made
her look even more beautiful and alluring. Her black ponytail had swept across the cosmetics on the table.

Yang Jun had only ever seen such lewd scenes online; he never imagined they would appear before him, happening
to his recently divorced wife. Yang Jun's genitals felt a surge of blood.

[Ah...you old devil, you're licking me so well. You're so annoying, you didn't get enough last night, and now you're
torturing .] Li Lin complained coquettishly.

"[Hehe, good wife, you're so beautiful, I want you every moment.]" Old Niu looked up and
smacked his lips.

"[You lecherous scoundrel, go close the door and the windows too, it's broad daylight.]" Li Lin's gentle scolding
sounded like flirtatious banter to Yang Jun. "

[So what if it's broad daylight? You're my legal wife, there's nothing to hide.]" Old Niu chuckled,
scurrying to close the half-open door, then propped himself up on the bed, closed the windows, and drew the curtains.

Yang Jun quickly pressed himself against the broken wall, squatting down. His palms were sweating, his fists clenched tightly. What?
Wife? Old Niu called Li Lin his wife? What's going on? How could this be? And at night? Could it be that
Old Niu was saying that the person he recently married was Li Lin? Good heavens, how could this be? Li Lin only divorced him
half a month ago , how could she have married someone old enough to be his grandfather? Why was this happening? The
clothes hanging outside were Li Lin's. They'd been living together for a long time. When did they start? From
the , from those two months he disappeared. A series of mysteries formed in Yang Jun's mind. Why this man?
Yang Jun's heart was bleeding. He peeked out again. The curtains weren't fully closed, and Yang Jun
could still clearly see everything through the gap.

[Wife, you're still so pink and tender here.] Li Lin's posture hadn't changed, but her underwear was off
, her shirt was open, and her bra had slipped down, revealing two full, firm breasts. Niu
Laogui was sucking on one of Li Lin's pink labia with relish, pulling and tugging. There was a smacking sound.

[Ah, you dead husband, dear husband, it feels so good. You're so good at licking.] Li Lin eagerly thrust her hips,
pressing her cleft against Niu Laogui's nose. One hand eagerly rubbed her firm breasts.

"[Haha, so delicious, my wife is so wet, so sweet, my wife's pussy smells so good.]" Old Niu
praised Li Lin's beautiful pussy while smacking his lips. "

[Ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, you old devil, help me to the bed.]" Li Lin couldn't stand steadily
. She desperately needed support.

Old Niu helped the flushed, aroused Li Lin, and put her on the bed. He took the opportunity to remove
all her clothes. Li Lin pulled the blanket over her head, leaving only her high heels on her legs, which were wide open
. Old Niu supported Li Lin's pink legs with his hands, his tongue still teasing between her snow-white and tender thighs.

Yang Jun's clenched fists were almost bleeding. This was the beautiful pussy he had once enjoyed, but now it was being enjoyed by
an old, filthy man. Li Lin's snow-white skin, the incongruous dilapidated house, and
the dirty old man created a strong visual impact. It shocked Yang Jun's eyes.

[Ah, ah, your pussy is so beautiful, you pervert, you're always so amazing.]

[I can't take it anymore, my pussy is so itchy, I want your cock inside me, hurry up and put it in...]

Li Lin's wanton behavior left Yang Jun speechless. Compared to when she was with him before,
she was a completely different person . She casually uttered lewd words like "pussy" and "penis." Yang Jun felt a pang of heartache.

[Ha, can't take it anymore, you slutty wife? Let your husband lick me too.] Old Niu said, pulling down his pants
to reveal a huge black penis, at least twenty centimeters long, twice the size of his own. He never expected
that Old Niu 's large body would have such a large genital organ. The glans was the size of an egg, gleaming black.
He moved closer to the bed. Li Lin happily grasped the penis, stroked it a couple of times with her small hand, opened her youthful lips, and
took the black glans into her mouth.

No, no way, Li Lin wouldn't give oral sex, Yang Jun was screaming inwardly. Li Lin couldn't possibly do these
things; she'd never done this to him before. Yang Jun's heart began to bleed, a mixture of anger and surprise.
But the fact that Li Lin was sucking his black cock with relish was clearly presented before him, forcing him to accept this
helpless blow.

[Ha, my wife's little mouth is really amazing, it feels so good sucking my cock.] Old Niu was still rubbing salt into Yang Jun's wounds.

[It's all because of you, you old lecher. You stinky cock.] Li Lin shyly and gently bit the glans.

[Ouch, don't really bite it, you slutty wife, how did I corrupt you? You're clearly the one who's really horny.
You willingly stuck your ass out for me to fuck you.] Old Niu argued relentlessly.

[Okay, okay, I'm the one who's horny, come and fuck my horny hole.] As Li Lin spoke, she tore open her
labia , revealing her wet, glistening opening, exposing the pink, tender flesh inside.

[Here I am, my slutty wife. You weren't lying, were you? You let me have you willingly.] Old Man Niu crawled
between Li Lin's parted legs, rubbing his egg-sized glans against her open opening a couple of times, then thrust his hips forward, plunging his large, black penis all the way
into Li Lin's wet vagina.

[Oh…the big cock is inside, so good.] Li Lin moaned comfortably.

Old Man Niu held Li Lin's legs up. His hips thrust in and out, his large penis moving in and out of her vagina with pleasure.
Yang Jun's heart ached. Right before his eyes, less than a meter away, a greasy, old
penis was penetrating the beautiful vagina he had enjoyed for three years. That place that belonged to him was now
being pleasured by an old, decrepit man.

[Ah, ah, husband, fuck me to death, it's so deep, my pussy is going to cum, ah,
oh,]

Li Lin rubbed her full breasts tightly, moaning breathlessly. A blush,
whether from her cheeks or something else, flushed her fair skin. Her tongue licked her red lips, her large, smoky eyes
were closed in a hazy, seductive way, and her soft moans, like whispers, reached Yang Jun's ears, sending shivers down
his spine . He had heard this kind of intoxicating moaning countless times before, day and night, each time making his bones
go weak and his back go numb. Now, the one making her moan with pleasure wasn't him. Yang Jun's heart was broken.

[Ah, ah, big cock, I love you so much, so deep, so amazing.] Li Lin's lust gradually
intensified, her moans growing louder, no longer caring if passersby on the street heard.

[Haha, you little slut, you're enjoying being fucked by my big cock, aren't you? Your ex-husband never did this to you, did he? Haha.
] Old Niu proudly thrust his cock, each time pulling out the tender flesh inside Li Lin's pussy, scraping out gushes
of slippery, lustful fluid.

[Ah, big-cocked husband, you're the best. He only lasts a few minutes each time, how can he
compare to you? Ah, you make me orgasm several times each time, harder, fuck my clit, so good.
More ...] Li Lin shamelessly moaned.

Hearing Li Lin's evaluation of him like this, Yang Jun was both angry and ashamed. He hated Li Lin for being ungrateful and a greedy
person, and was ashamed of his own short and weak penis. Yang Jun was filled with hatred, never expecting that his wife had been hypocritical in bed all along
. He had thought his wife was a person of principle, at least not to marry such an old man, even though he was
also old, but he never expected that she had no boundaries regarding age, and all she wanted was a big cock that could make her feel like she was in heaven.

["Slutty wife, I love your slutty nature. Speaking of which, why didn't you get more money from him during the divorce?"
Old Niu asked while having sex with her. ]

["Sigh, alright, we were husband and wife after all. Now I'm yours, why should I take his money? He's quite
pitiful , he won't be able to have children in the future, it's not easy for him. Consider it compensation."] Li Lin said.

["Pah, pah, pah! He's enjoyed my wife for three years for free, you're the one who should compensate, not him. I won't let him off so
easily ."] Old Niu said angrily.

Yang Jun, listening outside the window, was both amused and exasperated. What was going on? Who was whose wife back then?
But hearing Li Lin say that, Yang Jun felt that Li Lin was still kind at heart.

["Ahhh, husband... so good... I'm going to climax."] Li Lin cried out urgently. Shamelessly,
she used her young lower body to tightly grip the old man's big black penis. She spurted out a wave of lustful fluid, reaching her first climax.

["So slutty, surrendered so quickly."] Old Man Niu stopped thrusting, his big black cock still buried inside her vagina,
the glans receiving the wash of her love juices, the cock enjoying the post-orgasmic vaginal contractions. Li Lin lay on the bed with her arms outstretched,
her full breasts heaving rapidly as she gasped for air.

Yang Jun's heart bled. Li Lin's passionate moans during her orgasm had made his cock rock hard.
Yang Jun was utterly despondent; Li Lin was now someone else's wife, and he was an outsider. Helplessly, Yang Jun
closed his eyes and carefully left the window. He didn't have the courage to watch any longer. He wanted to preserve some self-respect. If
ejaculating inside her vagina was the last vestige of dignity, Yang Jun hoped he wouldn't see it. Li Lin
's moans echoed again from inside the room. The big black cock wouldn't end this lewd intercourse until it ejaculated inside Li Lin's vagina. Yang Che
scrambled away from the shack, fleeing the junkyard.

Yang Jun fled home, opened his bedroom door, slammed it shut behind him, and lay down on the bed, ignoring
his mother's cries from the living room.

His mind was filled with the image of Li Lin naked, having sex with Niu Laogui. At this moment, was Niu Laogui already ejaculating
inside Li Lin's pink vagina, or was he still changing positions, passionately engaging in intercourse? Yang Jun painfully
closed his eyes, but the obscene image remained vivid in his mind. Niu Laogui's large, dark body pressed against the snow...
The image of Li Lin, with her fair skin, intensely stimulated Yang Jun's brain. Yang Jun struggled and rolled around on the bed.
Outside, his mother's voice, asking questions and knocking, came again, noticing her son's unusual behavior.

In agony, Yang Jun got up, opened the door, abandoned his astonished mother, and
rushed into the bathroom. He closed the door, turned on the faucet, and started washing his head. After a long while, Yang Jun turned off the faucet, shook
the water and looked at his disheveled, wet hair and disheveled appearance in the vanity mirror, panting heavily.
His mother's concerned questions continued from outside.

"[Jun'er, what happened? Jun'er, are you alright?]"

I must find out. Yes, I must find out when Li Lin started acting like this. It wasn't
something that happened overnight. Li Lin told Niu Laogui everything about herself, including her marriage. This
was impossible for someone who had rushed into marriage; unless they were long-time acquaintances, very familiar and trusting, they would
share everything. Clearly, they had known each other for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten married just half a month after his divorce
. Yang Jun clenched his fists angrily, his eyes flashing fiercely in the mirror.

[Mom, I'm fine.] Yang Jun replied.

The next day, Yang Jun went to the shop early and bundled up another stack of cardboard boxes. He went to the recycling station early again, hiding
not far away, watching the small shack. Soon after, Li Lin, dressed fashionably, opened the door, slung a bag over her shoulder, and went to work.
Watching Li Lin's departing figure, Yang Jun, still carrying the bundle of paper, walked into the open space and to the shack.

[Old Niu, Old Niu, it's Junwa. Are you there?] Yang Jun called out.

[Yes, Junwa.] A moment later, Old Niu opened the door, putting on his coat as he walked out.

[Wow, so early, Junwa, what's up? Come on, sit down.] Old Niu chuckled as he moved a stool.

"Hey, I had too many old cardboard boxes in the shop, they're not worth much, so I thought I'd bring them over." Yang Jun
said kicking the bundle of paper to the side of the field.

"Oh dear, I can't accept this. It's too much trouble for you to bring them over yourself. Just call me and I'll
get them." Old Niu said, picking up the bundle of paper and piling it on top of the field.

"Here, have a smoke, Jun-wa." Old Niu clapped his hands, took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, and handed
one to Yang Jun. He added, "Strange, yesterday afternoon, there was also a bundle of paper lying on the ground."

"Probably someone else didn't want it, and it's worthless, so they left it here." Yang Jun was startled, but quickly covered up for him, saying
that was the bundle he had brought over yesterday.

"Hehe, then I really have to thank that kind person. Ha, you're a kind person too." Old Niu
grinned .

"Hey, where's your wife? Still sleeping inside? I heard you're married, didn't you even introduce her to someone? She's from the same village,
after ." Yang Jun sat down and went straight to the point.

"Oh, she just went to work. I just left. I heard you knocking on the door."

"Oh, what a pity. How old is she? What does she do? It's hard for older people to find work.
" Yang Jun said, pretending not to know.

"Hey, my wife is young. She's only 24 this year. She works as a saleswoman in a cosmetics store." Old Niu
said smugly, his thieving eyes glancing at Yang Jun every now and then.

"Haha, you old black devil, bragging again. 24 years old? If she's interested in you, you could be her grandfather.
I don't believe it. She's probably an old maid, too embarrassed to show her off. Besides, she's not over 60, more than a match for you
." Yang Jun looked down on Old Niu with his words.

"I have photos, I'll show them to you. What are you bragging about? Wait a minute, I'll show them to you right now.
" Old Niu was clearly provoked.

A moment later, Old Niu brought out a small, exquisite photo album and handed it to Yang Jun.

"Jun boy, look for yourself, see if I'm bragging." The old man said smugly.

Yang Jun took the album, opened it, his hands trembling slightly, but he quickly composed himself so Old Niu wouldn't
notice his unusual emotions. Inside were truly beautiful photos of Li Lin, their wedding photos.
The young and beautiful Li Lin, wearing a pure white wedding dress, her slender fingers clad in white gloves, held a
bouquet , leaning happily against the old man, who was also wearing a white suit and had a wrinkled, smiling face. The sharp
suit clashed terribly with the elderly man, making him look so comical and out of place. Yang Jun thought to himself,
"Why wasn't the photographer shocked?" He flipped through a few more photos; they were still pictures of the two of them,
only the poses and backgrounds had changed. Suddenly, Yang Jun's face turned deathly pale, and his hands and legs trembled.
He noticed the date on the watermark: October 1st, 2011—the very day he and Li Lin went to
the Civil Affairs Bureau to finalize their divorce. This woman, she'd just finished divorcing Yang Jun and then went to take wedding photos!
Yang Jun gritted his teeth, his fingers aching. He flipped to the back, where two certificates were tucked inside. He pulled them out—marriage certificates.
The bright red certificates with large gold characters were right in front of him. Yang Jun could barely breathe. He struggled to open
the certificates, and his head felt like it was about to explode. The certificates showed the two of them smiling, embracing, and the registration date was indeed
October 1st, 2011.

"Bitch!!" he thought. "This bitch, just divorced and then getting married again! That means Old Man Niu was there that day, just
hiding in the distance. These two scoundrels have gone too far!" This is ridiculous! They just got divorced and they're already getting
married again. It also proves that Old Man Niu knew it was me, Yang Jun, that day. Why, why? Yang Jun wanted to jump up and
beat Old Man Niu to a pulp.

"[See? I didn't lie to you, did I? My wife is beautiful, isn't she?]" Old Man Niu's smug words pulled Yang Jun back to
reality .

"[Good heavens, I can't believe it! All the good stuff has been eaten by a pig!]" Yang Jun forced a smile and
mocked Old Man Niu, barely containing his anger. "

[Hehe, you're the pig! By the way, what's your wife like? Bring her over sometime so I can see
how beautiful she is. She must be very beautiful too. With a son as outstanding as you, she must be a beautiful girl.]" Old Man Niu
said cheerfully.

Yang Jun's heart ached. Old Man Niu's words pierced his soul. Damn it, this is my
wife ! This woman you just married is my wife, Yang Jun's wife! You beast!

Hey, maybe another time. By the way, tell me how you found your wife. What's her name?
"Her family agrees to your marriage? This is unbelievable!" Yang Jun, barely containing his emotions, continued to ask.

"Hehe, it's just that I'm lucky. Her name is Li Lin. She was married to someone else, but recently, for
some reason , she got divorced and then married me. Her family doesn't care about her anymore; I haven't even seen her family yet,
" Niu Laogui said smugly.

"Oh, is that so? You're really lucky. Tsk tsk, but how did you meet? How did you get to know each other?
Did she just come to your house after her divorce and say she wanted to marry you?" Yang Jun feigned surprise, continuing to question.

"Hehehehe, I'll tell you quietly, I've known her for a long time
. I even broke her hymen," Niu Laogui said smugly in a low voice.

"What?" Yang Jun finally couldn't hold back and exclaimed in shock. Niu Laogui's words were like a
bombshell , striking Yang Jun like a thunderbolt.

"[Shh, don't make such a fuss, let me tell you. Here, have a cigarette.]" Old Niu said in a low voice,
offering Yang Jun a cigarette and lighting one for himself.

"[Tell me about it.]" Yang Jun lit a cigarette as well. "

[I knew her when she was in high school. I was collecting scraps near her high school,
day and night. She and a few other students often climbed over the wall to go online. After a while
, I noticed her coming out frequently. Back then, even though she was just a high school student, she was incredibly pretty. Fair-skinned, with a
full bust and a round bottom, much more attractive than other girls her age. When I caught her climbing over the wall, she and her classmates
warned me not to tell anyone, afraid it would reach the teachers' ears.]" Old Niu paused for a moment and took a drag of his cigarette. "

[And then?]" Yang Jun asked eagerly. "

[Hehe, you're very interested, Jun-kun.]" Old Niu laughed.

Later, one night, I saw her and some classmates sneak out of school to go online. Not long after,
she came back alone. I had a whole cartload of junk and was about to haul it back when I saw her alone. I asked her
where the others were. She said they were still online, but she had run out of money and only stayed for an hour. Back then, internet access only cost
1.5 yuan an hour, and she had no money left. Seeing how pitiful she looked, I gave her 5 yuan,
and she happily ran off to go online again. A week later, she climbed over the wall alone, found me, and asked for 100
yuan . I wasn't her ATM, so I didn't agree. Later, she was rubbing her clothes and said that if I gave her 100
yuan, she would sleep with me. You know, I haven't been with a woman in years. Such a pretty girl offering
to sleep with me for 100 yuan... At first, I didn't believe her, afraid of getting into trouble, after all, she was only a teenager. But seeing how fresh and
beautiful she was, I became lustful and agreed. That night, I slept with her in this dilapidated house. As Niu Laogui
reminisced, a happy smile spread across his face.

Yang Jun was stunned, speechless.

"Hehe, you don't know how tight it was when I first put my penis in. At first, she was a little
scared . When my penis broke her hymen, she screamed, and blood gushed onto the sheets. Later,
as we fucked, she got aroused and took the initiative to hug me, letting me fuck her. Oh, that feeling! I hadn't touched
a woman , and I didn't have money to go to a prostitute. I never expected to meet her. That night, I fucked her all night long. I came several times,
it was so good!" Niu Laogui seemed to be transported back to that night, smacking his lips.

Yang Jun's heart was bleeding. His wife, Li Lin, had known this devil since high school,
selling her virginity just for a hundred yuan for internet access, letting this shameless old man fuck her all night.
Yang Jun's heart shattered; he felt so sorry for Li Lin.

"How could you do that to her?" "And then what happened?" Yang Jun asked, his fists clenched
tightly in his pockets.

"Heh, what could I do? I hadn't had meat in ages. After that, she'd come to me every few days asking for money.
But she was a student, so she didn't spend much. She just went online and didn't ask for much money, which I gave her.
Sometimes she'd come not for money, but because her pussy was itchy and she wanted me to fuck her. That pussy was so horny,
so wet, and I made her breasts bigger and her ass rounder. I'd orgasm several times every time. You
don't know how beautiful it was when I was holding her legs and fucking her hard. I'd ejaculate non-stop every time. It was so good."

Yang Jun felt his anger rising to his eyebrows. "You don't know how beautiful it was? I, Yang Jun, know
how beautiful it was to have sex with Li Lin.

" "So, did she maintain this relationship with you, or what happened after she got married?" Yang Jun pressed.

[Oh, no, later her family felt she wasn't doing well in her studies, and she felt the same way,
so she dropped out of school. Her family sent her to work on the coast for two years, then she came back and found me, saying
she was getting married.]

At that moment, someone brought in a cart of scrap to sell, and Old Man Niu got up to weigh it, busy with the task.

[Junwazi, I'll talk to you another day, I'm busy now.]

[Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'm going back too. Come to my shop tomorrow to take the cardboard away. It's on the old street,
there's only a computer repairman there, you know? I'm leaving.] Yang Jun had no choice but to get up and leave.

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