[Are you going on a business trip this week?] (05) Author: cute9527

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Youth masks many problems:

Poverty? No problem, being poor in youth is perfectly justifiable.

Lack of skincare? Okay, as long as your foundation isn't bad.

Too lazy to exercise? High metabolism means you won't easily gain weight.

Bad temper? Being sarcastic is genuinely cute.

Once the fig leaf of youth is removed, poverty, laziness, and ugliness can no longer be concealed.

Youth is like a tide; when the tide recedes, you see who's been swimming naked.

Those swimming naked, of course, will feel that the tide is so important.

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Too lazy to draw eyebrows, I'm late with my makeup and grooming.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning. I opened my eyes and saw Liu Jing already dressed and drawing eyebrows in front of
the mirror . Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her. She carefully drew her eyebrows, applied
mascara, and put on lipstick. Watching her quietly getting ready, I felt a longing to let time stand still at that moment.

Sensing my gaze, she stopped applying lipstick, turned to look at me,
and smiled "Awake? Get up quickly. There's breakfast in the kitchen. There are only eggs and some
bread you bought sometime ago in the fridge, so I just fried two eggs for you. Don't eat the bread."

I responded, threw off the thin blanket, and jumped out of bed naked. Seeing my behavior, she blushed and spat
, "Shameless." She turned away from me and continued applying her lipstick.

I went over and hugged her, whispering in her ear, "What's wrong, little lady? Shy? I
wonder who was shouting 'Husband, don't stop!' last night."

Hearing this, she blushed even more, glared at me, and said, "Okay, okay, I give up. Hurry up and get dressed
to eat breakfast. I have to go back to the dorm later. Zhang Jiaxin called me early this morning, asking where I was. I have to hurry
back so they don't worry."

Hearing her say that, I had no choice but to abandon my eager thoughts. After putting on my underwear and eating breakfast, I threw on some
clothes and took her back to her dorm.

Back in my rented room, I called Tao Ge and asked him to come over for some games. Tao Ge readily agreed
, bringing a big bag of vegetables and pork, saying we'd have hot pot that night and then play CS
all night. I was just thinking about how to get Tao Ge to leave in the afternoon so I could call Liu Jing out again that evening when
Liu Jing texted me, just four words: "He's coming tomorrow."

Looking at her text, I felt a mix of emotions, like a beloved borrowed toy being
taken back by its owner. A little reluctant, a little sad. I replied with three words: "Okay."

I spent the last few days of school in this mixed mood, then the long winter break. During
the Spring Festival I called Liu Jing; she didn't answer at first, then she rejected my call.

At the time, it would be a lie to say I wasn't upset. As a young man, even though my feelings for Xiaojing initially
outweighed my emotions, as we spent more time together, her good qualities became increasingly apparent.
Plus I personally valued monogamy in relationships. You can call me promiscuous, but don't think I'm fickle.
Heaven bears witness, yes, I've been with many girls, but that's just a chronicle. One relationship ends,
another begins ; I've never cheated or had multiple relationships at the same time.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, while I was visiting my second uncle, Liu Jing called. Hearing the slightly awkward
silence on the other end, I didn't press her about why she hadn't answered my call. I just smiled and said, "Happy New Year."

She seemed a little surprised by my frankness, and after a moment of silence, she said, "I've been at his house for the past few days,
visiting his elders. I just got home today."

I said, "Oh."

Seeing my reaction, she remained silent for a while before whispering, "My family is already discussing
the wedding date ."

Hearing this, my heart ached, and my voice trembled as I asked, "You agreed
?"

She didn't speak, but after a long pause, she replied with a smile, "Yes, we've been together since the second year of junior high,
seven years. Our parents, relatives, and friends are all used to us being together. His parents came to propose;
could I say no? Or can you take me away?"

Even now, I can't answer such a question, let alone at that age.

For a long time, neither of us spoke. Although we were on the phone, I could still feel her disappointment; I
could almost see the disappointed smile on her lips on the other end. Suddenly,
the scene of the sunlight shining on her that morning flashed into my mind. I mustered my courage and said, "Okay, I'll take you home!"

Hearing this, Liu Jing fell silent again. After a long while, she said in a tearful voice, "Just hearing you say that is
enough for me." Then she hung up the phone.

Looking back now, Liu Jing was probably conflicted too. We both knew deep down
how slim the chances were of me actually bringing her home.

Winter passed, spring came, and everything came back to life. He still brought Liu Jing to school when school started. Since that phone call, Liu Jing and I hadn't contacted each other

during the winter break . Most young boys are afraid of taking responsibility, aren't they? After school started, subconsciously I began to avoid her, and she, after that phone call, seemed to have started treating me like just another classmate. Only occasionally, sitting in the back of the classroom looking at the ponytail in front of me, or in the middle of the night, would I still remember that pleasant fragrance. This continued until graduation. During that time, I found a girlfriend, and in October after graduation, she got married. She didn't invite me, and I didn't offer my blessings. In the years since, although we've remained active in our classmate group chat, we haven't contacted each other privately. Occasionally, I've had the urge to add her on WeChat, but I've resisted. That night, let's just consider it a dream. ---------------------------------------------------------------Cut------------------------------------------------------------- Looking at Liu Jing, who remained as serene as ever, I picked up my wine glass, looked intently at her, and smiled,

"Little Jingzi, long time no see. Come, let me toast you, bottoms up." I said, tilting my head back and downing the drink.

Liu Jing remained seated quietly, saying nothing. But after so many years since graduation, she seemed to have adapted to this kind of
occasion. Her eyes no longer darted away; she looked at me, raised her glass, and drank the wine in it, covering her mouth with her left hand. After
finishing , her face turned rosy, and her eyes sparkled.

Regarding the past, I still harbored some resentment. After all, even if it was just loosening
the soil for the flowers, it's hard to say there wasn't any resentment when the flowers were actually picked by their owner.

So after toasting, I started taking turns with Lao Wang and the others, but I would deliberately skip Liu Jing's turn.

Yes, I'm that petty, so what?

After a few rounds, Lao Wang seemed to sense the subtle atmosphere between Liu Jing and me. He called Liu Na over and whispered
a few words . Liu Na rolled her eyes at me, got up, and took Liu Jing to sing karaoke.

Watching Liu Jing, her face still flushed, being pulled away by Sister Na, I felt a strange
sense of satisfaction, a triumphant feeling of revenge, under the influence of alcohol.

Old Wang came over, patted my shoulder, picked up his glass, and took a drink with me. He said somewhat earnestly,
"What's past is past. Let bygones be bygones. You're acting like this today; it's not very magnanimous."

I looked at Old Wang suspiciously; this guy's words
were

loaded with meaning. I tentatively asked, "Why am I not magnanimous? What past? What do you mean by 'past'? It's like I did something wrong!" Old Wang leaned back, lit a cigarette, and said leisurely, "Keep pretending. To tell you the truth,
Liu Jing arrived yesterday. Liu Na and I picked her up from the airport yesterday. As soon as we got there, she asked Liu Na if she had arrived yet. I
thought..." I was thinking, "Wow, you've got a lot of girls eyeing you." Then, at dinner that night, Liu Na insisted on
drinking . Bro, I'd never drunk with Xiao Jingzi before, I really didn't know she couldn't hold her liquor. After a bottle
of red wine, she was drunk. On the way to the hotel, she told Liu Na about your ill-fated
romance. "I didn't realize you'd managed to snag this little flower so quietly!" she said. "What's even more infuriating
is that there wasn't a single sign. All my..." " You claim to have sharp eyes, yet you didn't notice this repressed little
devil ."

My heart skipped a beat, and I asked uncertainly, "Really?"

He kicked me, laughing and cursing, "Why would I make up a story? If she hadn't confided in Liu Na
after drinking, how the hell would you have known?"

I grinned mischievously at him, "Wait a minute, bro, didn't Xiao Jing only confide in Sister Na after drinking
? How the hell did you know?"

Old Wang, dark-skinned... His face actually turned red, a rare occurrence. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Haha, haha, I wasn't
wise enough. Yesterday, alcohol clouded my judgment, and I accidentally made a mistake with your sister Na."

Giving him a thumbs up, I said, "I never thought that the sister Na you'd been thinking about for so long would
ultimately fall into your clutches. It's true what they say,

you can't guard against Old Wang next door." He laughed and cursed, "Get the hell out of here!"

Just as I was chatting with Old Wang, inquiring about the kid's success, I heard Sister Na pick up the microphone and clear her throat. "Hello, hello."

The private room quieted down, and I heard Sister Na say with a smile, "Guys, it's rare for us all to get together again today. As
the host, I first want to welcome you all back to this small town. I've been looking forward to seeing you all."

Hearing her say this, I patted Old Wang and gave him a knowing look. He glanced at me, laughed, and cursed,
"Get lost, you idiot!" Sister Na continued, "I have a song I'd like to sing with Xiao Jingzi for
everyone well. If we sing well, you all have to drink a few more glasses, right?"

Old Wang, the sycophant, was the first to shout, "Okay! No problem!" We all raised our glasses in agreement.

A brief silence followed, then a familiar melody began.

"If we can't meet again with tears in our eyes / Can we still blush?

If the past is still worth cherishing / Don't be too quick to forgive and forget.

Who is willing to be so unattached and unconnected?

We must owe each other / We must remain entangled."

—Wang Fei's "Fleet of Time."

The movie was terrible, but the love song was moving.

Listening to the song, watching Liu Jing earnestly singing while staring at the big screen, time seemed to return to that morning,
the sunlight shining on her, her youthful ponytail, her simple white t-shirt, that
young girl standing in front of the mirror, carefully putting on her makeup.

Memories are painful; I tilted my head back and downed a glass.

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It was already 2 a.m. when the party ended. Since everyone had drunk quite a bit, all the cars were left in the parking lot, and
everyone took taxis.

When arranging the rides, I don't know if Lao Wang intentionally or unintentionally left Liu Jing and me at the last minute. After seeing
the last few classmates off, Lao Wang and Sister Na came over. Lao Wang asked, "Are you sleepy?" Liu Jing shook her head.
I was about to answer when Lao Wang laughed and said, "I wasn't asking you!" Then he said to Sister Na next to him, "How about we go to Zhang Ji's
to have something to eat? We've been drinking all night, let's have some mutton soup to sober up." Sister Na said, "Okay, let's go then."

I, who had no say in the matter, could only agree.

Zhang's BBQ near the school gate was still thriving. As we walked in, Sister Na, familiar with the place,
led us to a private room. After ordering food and drinks, we all glanced down at
the young . Sister Na sighed, "Time is a cruel mistress."

I chuckled, looking at Old Wang's belly, and said mischievously, "Yeah, sometimes time is a slut, it can get
men pregnant."

Old Wang, who was drinking water, spat it out, coughing as he said, "Damn it, Little Mustache, you're
so good at insulting people!" "Isn't that a bit shameless?"

Sister Na glared at me, patting Old Wang's back as she said, "That's right, that's right, Little Mustache, your mouth
is just so shameless." Then she scolded Liu Jing, who was sitting next to me, "Jingzi, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Liu Jing blushed again when she heard Sister Na's words, and said shyly, "Him? His name is not wrong, he's always
acting recklessly, who can control him?"

Although the resentment in my heart had not dissipated, listening to Liu Jing's wife-like complaints made me
feel comfortable, and my resentment towards her lessened a lot.

We finished our late-night snack chatting and laughing, and at 3 o'clock it was finally time to head home.

When I went out to hail a taxi, I discovered that Lao Wang and Sister Na were both staying at Hotel A in the south of the city, while Liu Jing, coincidentally,
was staying at Hotel B in the north of the city with me.

Getting into the taxi, I told the driver about Hotel B. Looking at Liu Jing sitting beside me, and smelling her
familiar scent, tinged with a faint hint of alcohol, I felt even more intoxicated.

She seemed to notice me watching her, but didn't turn around, simply pretending to be calm as she continued looking at the advertisements on
the taxi's advertising screen.

I continued to stare at her intently. Liu Jing's ponytail from her student days was gone; she wore a black
headband, her long hair tied back. Perhaps because she had been drinking that night, her delicate face and slender neck were still flushed
.

She wore a chestnut-colored silk sleeveless top, her still sexy collarbone incredibly eye-catching, and her once-familiar
large breasts were still full and rounded, seemingly even larger than before. She wore black, fitted leather capri pants
, and even sitting down, her hip curves were still impressive. Her exposed calves
appeared even , the pale blue veins clearly visible. She wore black wedge sandals with fuchsia nail
polish on her toes.

Perhaps sensing the intensity of my gaze, Liu Jing's eyes, though still fixed on the advertising screen,
trembled nervously. Finally, she couldn't help but turn her head, bravely meeting my eyes.

Looking into her still-bright eyes, I smiled and said, "Long time no see, how have you been?"

Her pretty nose wrinkled slightly, and she turned back to the advertising screen, whispering, "I thought you
wouldn't talk to me anymore."

I laughed, "How could I? It's been so long since we last met, how could I not seize the opportunity to reconnect?"

She seemed a little unhappy that I categorized her as an "old classmate," frowning slightly, and said with a hint of petulance, "
Indeed , it's quite nice to see an old classmate again."

Seeing that the little girl was still so easily amused, I smiled and said nothing more.

After getting out of the car and paying the fare, the girl still seemed angry. She left me and went straight into the hotel lobby.
I quickly ran after her.

Luckily, the elevator hadn't arrived yet. Liu Jing stood in front of the elevator with her arms crossed. I quickly went to
her side and smiled, saying, "What's wrong, Liu? Are you angry?"

She said indifferently, "No!"

Seeing that the girl seemed genuinely upset, I could only continue to smile foolishly and try to talk to her. She still ignored me,
her arms crossed, her eyes fixed on the constantly flickering elevator lights.

The elevator arrived. Because it was so late, it was just the two of us. Seeing Liu Jing still looking sullen, I
found it amusing. After hearing her sing "Those Fleeting Years" and after Zhang Ji's warm greeting,
my resentment towards her had actually faded considerably.

Once inside the elevator, before her hands could return to their crossed arms, I took her left hand
in mine. She struggled, but couldn't pull away. Turning to me, she huffed, "Let go!"

I firmly refused, "No!"

She struggled again, but still couldn't break free, so she gave up.
Seeing closer and whispered, "I was just kidding, Liu, are you really angry?"

My words only made things worse. Liu Jing became even more agitated, sniffling and her eyes reddening.

I hate seeing girls cry, but Liu Jing's tears flowed uncontrollably.
Looking at her tear-stained face, I remained silent.

The elevator quickly stopped on the 16th floor. The doors opened, and she tried again to pull her left hand away. Seeing that I still wouldn't let go,
she said pitifully, "I'm here, let go."

Originally, I thought this class reunion was just a formality, a quiet observer, coming and
going quietly. Although I still harbored some resentment towards Liu Jing before coming, after this night, that resentment had mostly dissipated.
Looking at her tear-smeared makeup, her tear-stained eyelashes smudged with mascara, I suddenly felt my right hand lose
its strength and released her hand.

Liu Jing stepped out of the elevator. Watching her somewhat forlorn figure, I hesitated. Was what I did right or
wrong? Was the sense of moral superiority gained after pulling back from the brink more important, or should I listen to my heart
and enjoy that forbidden love?

The instant the elevator doors closed, I pressed the open button I should have pressed long ago.

Liu Jing seemed still immersed in her sadness. She didn't seem to notice me when I walked up behind her. I
took her hand again and whispered, "Don't cry, your husband knows he was wrong."

She tried to pull away again, but I held her tighter. She turned her head and said, "You jerk! Let go, I need the room
key to open the door."

Once inside, I sat her on the sofa with my arms around her. She was still sulking and squirming. I gently said,
"Don't be angry, darling. I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have teased you. My dear Xiao Jingzi has never
been a girl without a story, right?"

Liu Jing still didn't stop squirming. Seeing that she wouldn't listen, I slapped her plump buttocks.
She didn't expect me to spank her and cried out in surprise, finally stopping struggling.

And I must say, that slap felt amazing. Liu Jing's already ample buttocks had become
even larger over the years. Although larger, they remained incredibly elastic; even through her leather pants, the bouncy
texture was still palpable.

Holding the now-unstruggling Liu Jing, I sat quietly for a while. Then, Liu Jing struggled slightly and said, "It's
getting late, let go, I need to remove my makeup."

I released my arms, and she stood up, walked to her suitcase beside the bed, took out her makeup bag,
and went into the bathroom. I turned on the TV, went out onto the balcony, lit a cigarette, and looked at the night view of
the small town . Dawn was approaching, and sanitation workers were already busy on the streets below.

After smoking two cigarettes, I heard the bathroom door open. I stubbed out my cigarette, turned around, and went back into the room. Liu Jing had not only removed
her makeup but had also already showered.

Her face was still flushed even after removing her makeup, and her long, wet hair draped over a towel. She looked at me as I entered
the room and asked softly, "Are you going upstairs to your room or taking a shower?"

I went over and hugged her, whispering mischievously in her ear, "Guess?"

When I came out of the shower, Liu Jing was already under the covers. I untied my towel and followed.

Perhaps to get revenge for my teasing earlier, Liu Jing's seduction seemed particularly patient. Just as I was gritting my teeth in anger...
As she gritted her teeth, she probably sensed my impatience, gave me a seductive smile, and finally lowered her head to take my
penis . Good heavens! The familiar feeling of being enveloped returned.

With each swallow, my penis grew harder and harder. I released my grip and kneaded her increasingly soft breasts, then
had her turn around and lie on top of me with her buttocks facing me. While kneading her plump buttocks, I licked her vulva,
occasionally my tongue tracing the still pink labia and penetrating deep into her opening. Her moans grew louder and louder.

After a long caressing, just as I was about to enter, Liu Jing insisted on being on top. I asked her why, and she gritted her teeth
and said, "You bastard, I want to fuck you! Who told you to keep bullying me!"

Honestly, most men probably don't like women who are too proactive in bed, but
sometimes a role reversal seems to add more spice.

Liu Jing grasped my penis and sat down on it. Luckily, my penis was thick and long enough that her vagina couldn't
swallow it all at once. As soon as the glans penetrated, she frowned. Perhaps somewhat unwilling, she persevered,
sitting for dozens of thrusts. Maybe her vaginal lubrication was sufficient, or perhaps she
was running out of strength, because at one point, I felt her buttocks suddenly sink, her entire weight transferring to my penis
. As the tip of my penis slid in completely with her fully seated buttocks, she jerked her head back and
let out a satisfied sigh. Looking up from her pert breasts, her slender neck remained straight, her mouth
slightly open, and she began to emit moans that sounded like heavenly music.

After getting used to my thick, long penis, she thrust more and more frequently, and her hands, which had initially rested on my slightly bent
knees moved to caress her full breasts as the pleasure increased.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"

"I'll squeeze you to death~! I'll squeeze you to death, you bastard!~"

"Ah~ So comfortable~ So good~ Husband~"

After another hundred or so thrusts, at one point, her moans suddenly became more urgent,

"Husband~ Ah~ Ah~ Faster~ Ah~ Come on~ I'll squeeze you to death~ So good~"

I felt her vagina tightening more and more, knowing she was about to come, I pulled her body over, letting her upper body press against
my chest, and grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, thrusting hard.

As she went from being the one in control to being the one in control, Liu Jing's moans grew louder and more wanton.

"Husband~ Faster~ Faster~ Harder~ Faster~ Thrust me to death~ Husband~ Ah~ Ah~ It's coming~
Ah~ Husband~ I'm coming~"

My index finger dug into her plump buttocks and gripped them tightly. My lower body thrust rapidly. After only a few dozen thrusts
, Liu Jing let out a high-pitched and long "Ah..." sound, followed by her waist and hips convulsing violently.

I felt her rapidly contracting vagina tightly gripping my penis, and a gush of hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto my
glans .

In the throes of orgasm, Liu Jing felt my relentless plowing, and her moans changed tone. I also felt a tingling sensation on my glans
, and a wave of pleasure spread across my body.

Because it was already past midnight, and there was a group gathering the next day, I didn't slow down my thrusting and continued to thrust hard
.

Liu Jing's moans grew louder and louder,

"Husband~ I can't take it anymore~ I can't take it anymore~ Stop it~ I can't

take it anymore~" "Ah~ Husband~ Stop it~ Ah~ I can't take it anymore~ Ah~ It's coming again~ Ah..."

Liu Jing climaxed again, feeling her waist and hips convulsing again, her beautiful hole gripping and sucking my penis
. Suddenly, that strange heat surged again, bathing my glans.

Although Liu Jing was petite, the woman-on-top position was indeed tiring. I had originally intended to finish in this position, but
after thrusting for another 15 minutes, I was already exhausted.

I pulled out my penis and let Liu Jing lie on her back. The missionary position was more suitable for us men. Playing with her
even fuller breasts, I penetrated her paradise again. As my penis went in to the hilt, Liu Jing, who had finally caught her breath
, seemed to have no strength left to moan, only making "hmm hmm ah ah" sounds.

After another hundred or so thrusts, I felt that I was about to come too. After a burst of speed, I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp,
my penis loosened, and all the bullets had penetrated deep into her core.

To be continued.

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