[Wildflower Fragrance] (Part Two) (Three Women, Three Heavens) (The End) Author: Blue Waitao

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Author: Bluewaitao
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Introduction:

People often say that success in career leads to failure in love. But I'm different. My fate seems to follow a
local proverb from my hometown: when luck comes, even a chamber pot can't stop it.

From the day I left Zhuangyuan Lane that morning, I was promoted to assistant general manager by Boss Sun. I naturally understood
the ways of being an official in this limbo: continue to bide my time and keep a low profile. Especially in
front of , I was extremely humble. Not only did I take special care of his life, handling all his public and private affairs meticulously
; but I also boldly offered suggestions at work, brainstorming ideas and helping Boss Sun
make the soon-to-be-restructured state-owned enterprise thrive.

During this time, Boss Sun patted my shoulder meaningfully several times. This was noticed by the guys in the office, who
then insisted on treating me to several meals before stopping.

After having a romantic encounter with Aunt Qiu, I would stay at Zhuangyuan Lane whenever I had free time. Aunt Qiu was extremely displeased with me calling her "Aunt Qiu" in bed
. Under her threatening and menacing demeanor, we changed our
names for each other in private: she affectionately called me "Steel Cannon," and I rudely called her "Big Boobs." Aunt Qiu wasn't angry at all; instead
, she praised me for being honest and sincere.

Every time we went to Zhuangyuan Lane, Aunt Qiu not only prepared a delicious dinner for me, but also
became increasingly gentle and considerate in bed at night…

I. My Wife's Expertise

"Steel Cannon~, wake up~, it's almost 7:15…"

Aunt Qiu's sweet voice and gentle caress of my cheek pulled me from my sweet dream. I
jolted awake: Oh my god! At eight o'clock today, someone from the ministry came to guide the upcoming asset inventory and verification...

I jumped up and said to Aunt Qiu, "Big breasts~, don't be busy, I'll leave right away, someone
from above is coming to inspect today..."

Aunt Qiu laughed and said, "Even if you're busy, you have to eat breakfast before you leave! Otherwise, you're not allowed to leave this door..." After saying that, she really
blocked the doorway.

I quickly put on my clothes, gave myself a quick wash, grabbed my briefcase from the sofa,
and picked up an "egg pancake" (a northern snack; Aunt Qiu's family mainly eats wheat-based foods). I took a big bite and muttered
, "Today is really important; I'm in charge of receiving guests. I'll eat the pancake you painstakingly made as I walk; I really don't have time for
soy milk ..."

Seeing my flustered look, Aunt Qiu knew I wasn't lying, so she moved away from me, her plump body moving aside, only muttering
shyly , "You're such a greedy little cat! I begged you so much last night, but you wouldn't make one less time..."

The late autumn sun was no longer bright, and the wind was chilly, stinging my face. Perhaps it was
a sixth sense, but after walking a hundred steps, I glanced back and saw Aunt Qiu, dressed in thin clothes,
watching me leave amidst the fallen leaves. I smiled and waved at her, then turned and strode away. Actually, at that
moment , a genuine feeling of gratitude welled up inside me…

Luckily, all the traffic lights were green, and I arrived at the factory just in time for eight o'clock.

The usual pleasantries, the usual words, the usual route… I didn't finally see these big shots
off until three in the afternoon.

I slumped onto the sofa, still catching my breath, when
the phone rang: "Honey~ answer the phone quickly~ it's your wife~"

My wife, Cheng Hong, called out: "Shanzi~, come with me to the eastern suburbs tonight! Next month is my godmother's 59th birthday, and
I'll be having a baby then! Let's go visit her tonight, so she won't scold me for being heartless later…" Damn,
she's been to the eastern suburbs so often! How many times have you been to the south of the city? I can count them on one hand!

The eastern suburbs my wife Cheng Hong was referring to wasn't the Biyun Villa where her family lived, but the home of her best friend Gu Jing's parents
. It was a high-end villa area. If my wife hadn't always insisted on dragging me along as her "chauffeur," I
wouldn't have wanted to go—my beat-up car, worth only 200,000-odd yuan, was simply too much of a burden in the car-exhibition-like eastern suburbs
…

Luckily, the sun was shining brightly today, a perfect early spring day. It was a good thing for a pregnant woman like me to get some fresh air in the suburbs
.

At 5:20 PM, I parked the car at the entrance of the Women and Children's Hospital. Since the security guards at the gate
were familiar with each other, no one bothered to reprimand me for illegal parking.

When my wife, Cheng Hong, made her grand entrance, she was followed by a nurse in a white coat. I recognized this nurse; she
had come to visit us during the Spring Festival. Her name was Xiang Xiaoke, and she had just graduated from nursing school last year; she was my wife's apprentice.

Xiang Xiaoke's hands were full of various gifts. She smiled at me and teased, "Brother-in-law, look
how good Sister Xiaohong is to you! Visiting your parents, not only did she disregard her own pregnancy and difficulty moving around, but she also bought so many
expensive gifts!" I didn't need to explain, I just smiled and nodded.

When we entered the Gu family home, Old Mrs. Gu was overjoyed! She hugged Cheng Hong tightly, repeatedly
saying, "What a waste! What a waste! You're so pregnant and still running around like this..." This godmother and goddaughter were indeed very close;
anyone who didn't know the details would definitely think they were biological mother and daughter.

Cheng Hong chuckled and said, "That heartless Jing-jie has been running off to France and hasn't come back yet. She's making
me miss her terribly! Godmother, you're so lucky to have two daughters! I'm here today
to keep you company. Next year, on your 60th birthday, I'll bring your grandson with me..."

The elderly love to hear auspicious words like "fortune" and "longevity," and Old Mrs. Gu was already beaming with joy, her
wrinkles disappearing completely.

At this moment, Old Master Gu, with his large belly, walked into the flower hall. He chuckled and said, "Our little Hong girl
has always been a sycophant..." He uttered the derogatory term "sycophant," but his actions contradicted his words
. He handed Cheng Hong a red envelope and continued, "I also have to go out for a while. I won't
be able to visit you in time when you give birth. Don't be stingy; the safety of mother and child is the most important thing! This money is for my grandson; the password
is your birthday..."

Just then, Wu Yigui came downstairs. He said self-deprecatingly, "Old Master, isn't this a slap in my face? He's complaining that I didn't
give you a son or daughter..." I knew this topic was extremely sensitive in the Gu family, so I immediately interrupted
.

I stepped forward and patted Wu Yigui on the shoulder, saying in a dissatisfied tone, "Brother Gui, you're not being a good friend! I heard
from Xiao Hong that you've been promoted to vice president and will be going abroad for further studies soon. Such a joyous occasion, why don't you throw a few tables
to celebrate?"

This hit Wu Yigui right where it hurt. Upon hearing this, his face immediately lit up with sunshine, and he became instantly overjoyed.
I enthusiastically got into position and began my passionate "Let me explain in detail" speech...

Well, who told me to pick such a topic! My ears were buzzing all night, like a swarm of flies.

The banquet atmosphere was lively, mainly due to Cheng Hong's machine-gun-like voice. Old Mrs. Gu doted on Cheng Hong,
and just after eight o'clock, she "sent" us away, seeing us to the door and showering Cheng Hong with words of concern.

Finally, Cheng Hong climbed into the passenger seat, I honked the horn, and the car slowly started moving. While habitually
rubbing my wife's inner thigh, I asked, "Are we going home or should I take you to Biyun Villa?"

"Of course, home tonight, I have to go home!" My wife smiled somewhat slyly.

Fortunately, we hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight, and in the tranquil night, the car drove incredibly fast,
stopping in front of the building in the west of the city in the time it takes to smoke a few cigarettes.

Luckily, it was a high-rise apartment building with an elevator, otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to carry my "pregnant woman"
upstairs .

After entering the house, my wife, Cheng Hong, kicked off her flat cloth shoes, put on cotton slippers, and ignored me, heading straight for the bedroom.

I was quite puzzled by her unusual behavior, so I followed her into the bedroom to see what was going on.

Cheng Hong was acting suspiciously, sometimes sniffing the air intensely,
sometimes lifting the bedspread and examining the sheets closely, sometimes bending over and
searching the floor despite her large belly…

Watching her series of comical movements, I couldn't help but laugh, “What are you doing? Like a military dog!”

Cheng Hong laughed, “You guessed it! I'm looking for evidence of your crimes. Confess: have you
brought any other women home?”

Oh, I see! I yelled, "What's wrong with you! Get over here and let me see our son..."

I unbuttoned my wife's shirt, revealing her magnificent breasts...

I stroked her warm belly with my left palm, while my right index finger lightly traced the dark
line running through her "watermelon" belly, saying smugly, "Xiao Hong~, actually, even without an ultrasound, I knew it was a boy!
This line on your belly is what people call the 'cattle herding stick,' a folk

remedy that represents a 'boy'!" I learned about the "cattle herding stick" from my mother. When Cheng Hong first became pregnant, my mother kept
asking me if Xiao Hong had a "cattle herding stick" on her belly.

I gently pressed my cheek against her belly, clearly feeling the rhythmic fetal movements.

"Shanzi~, don't change the subject. Have you been seeing other women lately? You can hold back? I really don't believe
you!" This half-baked woman, Cheng Hong, completely shattered my joy of hearing about my son.

I said irritably, "Of course I do! Are you trying to suffocate me? But I'm looking for an older woman, just a
vessel to release my pent-up desire..."

Cheng Hong laughed heartily, then scolded, "Alright, stop making up lies! Do you think I don't know your
picky tastes? You'll get hard with an older woman?" She stopped dressing, sprawled naked on the bed, and said generously,
"I'm about to enter my postpartum period, so you'll still have to go hungry! Therefore, I've decided to find you a woman to
take my place and receive my favors every night..."

Such a good thing? I dove to save the ball, plopped down beside Cheng Hong, and recited in Peking Opera style, "My good
wife ! ~~~"

Then I shamelessly asked, "Which lady? I think Xiang Xiao is quite nice, can I take her?"

Cheng Hong shook her head like a rattle drum, "She's no good! She's dry and skinny, with hardly any flesh on her body, besides being a
virgin, she's nothing special!"

I knew Cheng Hong was definitely setting a verbal trap! In modern times, no woman is so generous as to
find a sexual partner for her man.

I had no choice but to play along. "Are you perhaps planning to recommend your Jing-jie?"

Cheng Hong laughed, "How could you even think of that! Besides, she'll be staying in France for a while. The woman I'm inviting into your
home arrive tomorrow!"

I started to have some doubts, and asked, feeling like I was floating on clouds, "It sounds so real! Why not? Please tell me,
my lady !"

Cheng Hong began like a storyteller, "This woman comes from a beautiful island nation, with a figure that drives men crazy,
and she's exceptionally gentle when serving you, her 'three holes' are all giving a passionate performance..."

Damn it, she's playing me! I knew it was a language trap, a false alarm! Like
the "feathered feast" that Su Dongpo joked with his friend Liu Gongfu. At this moment, I suddenly realized that the woman Cheng Hong was giving me was the famous "inflatable doll"!

The couple joked and laughed for a while before Cheng Hong said seriously, "Try it first, it's not expensive anyway, only
a thousand or so yuan. Using it is better than going out and messing with dirty women! Humph, Shanzi~, let's be clear from the start, if you
get a sexually transmitted disease, I'll divorce you immediately!"

I coaxed and lied, "Don't worry, if I really need to, I'll just masturbate to porn, I'll never go to dirty women!"
I thought to myself, Aunt Qiu shouldn't be considered a dirty woman, her body is only for my enjoyment.

Knowing that the most important thing for a pregnant woman is a good mood, I quickly flattered her, "I'll go and prepare
a bath ..."

A moment later, when I returned to the bedroom, my wife Cheng Hong was standing naked by the bed, tidying up her
underwear.

Looking at her breasts, ravaged by pregnancy, I felt a pang of heartache: on our wedding night, they were
such beautiful breasts, with pink nipples!

I sincerely salute all mothers in the world! You have given everything for the next generation!

It was already 10 PM when I emerged from the bathroom in my pajamas.

Back in the bedroom, I was startled by Cheng Hong's appearance: she was wearing medical rubber gloves,
clutching a bottle of colorless, transparent liquid, and staring at me with a strange smile.

To be honest, Cheng Hong had told me many interesting stories about hospitals and her experiences during surgeries, but this was the first time I
'd seen my wife in such a state of near-work, and a chill ran down my spine: I've been afraid of doctors since I was a child, and I especially can't stand the sight of medical
"swords, spears, axes, hooks, and forks"!

I asked, trembling slightly, "Xiao Hong~, what are you doing? There's a nasty smell of soda water..."

"Shanzi~, don't be nervous! Today I'm going to let you experience the ultimate 'masturbation'... I'm
warning , you can't get addicted, this is a one-time thing! Don't ruin my sexual happiness..."

I couldn't hear her rambling at all, I just stared at the small bottle of medicine in her hand and continued to ask, "What's that?
It's not an anesthetic, is it..."

Cheng Hong chuckled and said, "As the saying goes, 'You see your father when you're dressed, and your husband when you're undressed.' Shanzi
~, you're the closest person to me in this world, how could I hurt you! This is medical glycerin..."

Yes, people only let their guard down completely when facing their closest loved ones.

To make it easier for Cheng Hong to operate and to avoid upsetting my son, I sat back on the two quilts, also in a "one-line
" position. Cheng Hong pulled over the low table from the dressing table and placed herself between my legs.

Cheng Hong opened the medicine bottle, poured some glycerin onto her hand, and gently stroked my penis with her left hand while inserting her right index finger
into my anus, saying in a coaxing tone, "Don't be nervous, relax, you're so stiff..."
Although I had been given a brief taste of "dragon-poisoning" by the non-professional Aunt Qiu, this was the first
time was only because of my wife; I wouldn't do it for anyone else, even if they paid me!

"Does it hurt? It'll be over in a bit..." I was surprised; not only did it not hurt, but I also felt a very strange
sense of comfort, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

As my wife continued her penetration and slow thrusting, my pleasure intensified. At this moment, my penis in her palm
was a magnificent sight…

Cheng Hong chuckled, “Honey~, how is it? Let me tell you, this is called a prostate massage, it feels amazing!
Some single men come to the hospital specifically for this, shamelessly claiming it’s to check their sperm count…”

Perhaps feeling the throbbing in her palm, she quickly said, “It won’t be this fast, will it? Let me
know when you’re about to come, I’ve prepared a hot towel, don’t ejaculate everywhere…” My wife increased
the pressure of her right hand massaging my prostate, while her left hand began rhythmically rubbing my scrotum.

Even a god couldn’t resist such a double-pronged approach! I shouted, “Clearance!” As I spoke, my penis was
wrapped in a hot towel. I couldn’t count the number of times, but I felt my penis throbbing wildly, and my semen gushed out with a force

exceeding any I’d ever experienced before … It was a wave of pleasure that penetrated to the bone! It was a tremor in my very soul! This was a complete outpouring … I admit, this ejaculation was the largest I've ever had as an adult. After cleaning up, we lay facing each other. I smiled at Cheng Hong, “Little Hong~, you wouldn't murder your husband, would you? You 've made me so exhausted…” Cheng Hong pouted, “Typical case of getting a good deal and then complaining! Shanzi~, remember, this is a one-time thing , don't ever ask me for this again, just keep quiet!” Perhaps it was the frequent fetal movements, but my wife's sleep was very light. In the darkness, she said softly, “I have you and our son in my life, that's enough! I want our son to go to Little Red Riding Hood Kindergarten; to Yixian Primary School; then to No. 10 Middle School, and finally , he must get into the best medical school… Without prescription rights, you're really fucking inferior in the hospital…” My wife, Cheng Hong, rambled on about the bright future for our son in her belly, and I responded half-heartedly. That night, I didn't sleep well either, my mind was a bit complicated. II. Aunt Qiu's Inner Beauty Aunt Qiu's shop opened as scheduled. Haozi was a true friend, giving her three adjacent storefronts. Aunt Qiu felt it was a waste to open a general store in such a large space. After several discussions over a joyful night, Aunt Qiu and I finally settled on the grand plan of opening a small-scale "Qiuye Hardware and Chemical Products Store." I also used my father-in-law's old connections to help her get a loan of five million from the bank, and "Qiuye Hardware and Chemical Products Store" finally got off to a halt... The first three steps are always the hardest, but once things are in the swing of things, there's room to maneuver. Aunt Qiu ignored my advice, firmly believing in the proverb "brothers fight together, fathers and sons go to war together," and brought a group of people from her hometown in the north, all of whom were relatives, near and far. The most crucial accounting position was given to her sister-in-law, who had been retired and worked as an accountant all her life, and even the cashier was her niece, Zheng Yang. "Man-made environment, environment shapes people." After a month and a half, Aunt Qiu not only sported a high-end business suit, but also exuded the subtle fragrance of French perfume. Moreover, her demeanor and actions resembled those of a boss… I believe every man has a problem with his "sexual character." My buddy's sexual character is somewhat like Jia Zheng in "Dream of the Red Chamber": he entrusted household affairs to his wife, Wang, but used the universally disliked Aunt Zhao for his bedchamber. In other words, he clearly separated feelings from sex . Sexual character is like drinking character. I'm not like someone like Haozi, who enjoys a new groom every night. Just like drinking, I'm not an addict who drinks a little every meal, but when I do drink, half a jin has no effect, and eight liang just makes me feel good, so I dare to drink a whole jin. On Friday afternoon, having nothing to do at work, I drove to Aunt Qiu's "Qiuye Hardware and Chemicals Market." It had been almost ten days since we last met. Aunt Qiu's office was a simple room with an aluminum alloy frame. Apart from a desk and a sofa, it was completely empty and looked extremely shabby. When Aunt Qiu saw me come in, her face was filled with surprise. She quietly took my hand and whispered apologetically, "Gangpao~, I've been so busy lately, shipping and receiving goods, I hope I haven't been holding back..." Seeing that no one was around, I reached into her clothes and started kneading her large breasts, teasing, "Big breasts~, if you don't let go, they'll overflow your throat..." Aunt Qiu was a very honest person. Hearing my teasing, she didn't laugh, but instead showed a look of pity. She immediately started to undress me. I pinched her large breasts hard with my hand and teased her even more, "Big breasts~, what are you going to do? I'm not an animal , I can't just mate anytime, anywhere..." Aunt Qiu said more seriously, "Is it not hard? I'll get hard if I suck it... Let's finish first, don't hold it in !" Aunt Qiu's words were often mixed with dialect and slang, and sometimes I couldn't understand them all, but I still knew that in her hometown slang, a man's penis was called "firearm". I pulled my hand away, leaned back on the sofa, and chuckled, "Big boobs~, I'm not in the mood for this! Even if your mouth is swollen, I won't get hard..." Aunt Qiu looked at me suspiciously for a while before straightening her disheveled clothes, muttering with continued confusion, "You city people are so particular! In our rural hometown, in the fields, in the woods, in the valleys... anywhere you can't have sex with a woman !" I laughed, "I'm not good at 'outdoor sex,' I really don't have the courage! I'm more of a bourgeois seeking romance and pleasure..." Aunt Qiu blinked her bright eyes, puzzled, "Bourgeois? What's 'outdoor sex'?" Generation gap! What else could this be but a generation gap! Just as I was about to explain to Aunt Qiu that 'outdoor sex' was similar to the ancient Chinese concept of "wild sex," I saw a . I guessed: Could it be Aunt Qiu's daughter, Cao Yingying?

It was indeed Yingying. Aunt Qiu scolded her for not moving back home, then pulled her over to me. "This is your
brother Shanzi!" I quickly stood up from the sofa, smiling and nodding at Yingying.

Truly, "an eighteen-year-old girl is a flower in full bloom!" Yingying was dressed in blue jeans, with bright eyes and white teeth, her long hair
tied into a lively ponytail with a yellow ribbon. She looked exceptionally youthful and beautiful, with an irresistible purity.

My gaze involuntarily fell on Yingying's feet—the pink tennis shoes she was wearing
were a world-famous brand! Because Gu Jing only bought shoes from this brand, I was very familiar with them. It seemed
Aunt Qiu was really willing to "spend money" on Yingying!

Yingying and Aunt Qiu didn't look alike, but Yingying inherited the two most attractive
features : fair skin and a full bust.

Yes, even the thick denim shirt couldn't hide her undulating breasts. A woman's breasts are beautiful, whether
they are static or dynamic, I like them very much, maybe I have what is called "Oedipus complex".

At that moment, a little poem from many years ago, "A Good Set of Breasts," suddenly came to mind—"

As soon as she got on the bus,

I stared at her.

Her breasts were high and

her buttocks were round,

truly

mouthwatering.

I stared at her breasts,

staring intently at

those bulging breasts.

I wish I could see right through them. "

Finally, she became

uncomfortable under my gaze and pulled

her little daughter to her chest , blocking my view. "Hey, woman, don't think I'll look away just because you're doing this." I continued to stare intently, this time at her daughter's pretty little face. "Hey, woman, don't be fooled by your daughter's innocent face now; she'll definitely have a good set of breasts when she grows up ... " Yingying put her hands behind her back, spun around in front of me, and mischievously looked me up and down several times before revealing a set of snow-white teeth and smiling, "Mom~~, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Should I call you 'Uncle'?" After saying that, her dark eyes were full of laughter, but the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably as she tried to suppress her laughter. I felt a chill run down my spine from the little girl's teasing: Could it be that "one is influenced by one's company"? Lately, hanging out with Aunt Qiu, am I starting to look old? I consoled myself, these days girls are into "older men," being her "older man" is even more appealing! I gave her a thumbs up and praised, "Yingying, you have good taste, you should call me uncle..." Damn! I've even slept with your mother, of course you should call me uncle! Although I have no romantic feelings for Aunt Qiu, as our relationship deepens and I get to know her better, a familial bond is growing stronger. I know that to win a single woman's favor, her attitude towards her children is a crucial factor. "Hello, Uncle!" The little girl suddenly perked up, bowing and smiling as she greeted me. "Hmm—, the little girl is quite sensible..." I feigned an old-fashioned air. Then, I took off the jade pendant from my neck and handed it to Yingying: "Nice to meet you, Uncle has a small gift for you..." Seeing Yingying hesitate, Aunt Qiu chuckled and said, "Take it! This is your brother Shanzi's kind gesture. Keep it safe , girl , this jade is very valuable." Seeing that Yingying and I had become like old friends in just a few minutes, Aunt Qiu's eyes more admiration and gratitude. Yingying had come to collect her living expenses. She didn't stay long, as three girls were waiting for her outside the shop. She took the money, made a face, stuck out her little red tongue, and said, "Goodbye, Uncle!" before rushing past the shop to go shopping with her female companion. Watching Yingying's disappearing figure, Aunt Qiu became somewhat lost in thought, muttering to herself, "It seems Yingying is destined for a tragic fate..." What kind of logic is that? Are all beautiful girls destined for "tragedy"? It seems Aunt Qiu has a "sharp tongue but a soft heart" when it comes to Yingying! I could only offer a string of comforting words, like "A son grows up and no longer listens to his mother. " Aunt Qiu suddenly sighed, "Oh, if only you weren't married! I could die in peace entrusting Yingying to you..." I quickly replied, "What's so great about me? There are plenty of men better than me! Big boobs~ Don't worry! After Yingying graduates from university, I'll get her a job as an accountant at Gu Jing's company. Our young white-collar beauty won't have to worry about finding a good husband!" Hearing this, Aunt Qiu could no longer hold back her tears, which had been welling up in her eyes for a long time, and finally burst forth . She choked out, "We are a widow and her daughter, truly from humble beginnings, with no other relatives or friends here. We're all relying on you..." I was speechless and simply hugged her. Because I had to go back to the factory for my shift, I didn't wait for Aunt Qiu to close the shop before taking my leave. The moment the car started, Aunt Qiu came running out again. She whispered in my ear, "Gangpao~, come over tonight, my period just ended today ..." Having finally managed to decline a bunch of friends' karaoke invitations, I drove towards the north of the city. A sudden autumn wind blew, swirling up the withered yellow leaves scattered on the ground like rolling waves of wheat. The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the earth, the skyscrapers edged with a dazzling silver by the reflected light, appearing extremely bright . I suddenly recalled two lines from Li Bai's "Midnight Autumn Song": "The autumn wind blows endlessly, always carrying the feelings of Yuguan Pass." I couldn't help but smile inwardly: these two lines of Tang poetry not only perfectly captured the scenery before my eyes but also accurately expressed the purpose of my trip. I parked the car at the entrance of Zhuangyuan Lane. A primary school student wearing a red scarf happened to walk past my car door. Looking at his chubby cheeks, I couldn't help but pat his little head affectionately, my heart filled with longing: In a few years, I 'll also have a son with a schoolbag! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but call my pregnant wife again. Aunt Qiu's dinner was still to my liking. I laughed, "Big Boobs~, you can't let me become a fat pig! Cheng Hong said I've gained weight recently..." Aunt Qiu, hearing this, couldn't help but say happily, "It's better for men to be a little chubby, it helps them maintain a presentable appearance!"

I chuckled, "Yeah, that makes sense! Women should be a little plump, it feels better to touch them~"

Aunt Qiu retorted, "Do you think we're still in the Tang Dynasty where plumpness was considered beautiful? These days, which woman doesn't diet and lose weight?"
It seems my charm is considerable; I've even influenced Aunt Qiu into becoming a bit of a scholar.

After dinner, I still sat with my legs crossed, sipping my Biluochun tea and leisurely watching the news on TV. Aunt Qiu, on the other hand,
busily cleared the dishes.

Later, I joined Aunt Qiu in watching some boring Korean dramas—I have one virtue: I never fight with
my woman for the TV channel, and I can patiently watch all sorts of boring women's programs with her from beginning to end.

Yes, I firmly believe that women value this kind of "mutual support" atmosphere. Aunt Qiu once
said emotionally, "Gangpao~, you've given me the most wonderful feeling of being a wife! Even if I were to be your slave in bed,
I'd be willing!"

Time flew by, and it was already 9 PM.

Aunt Qiu stood up from the sofa, smiled at me, and said coquettishly, "Gangpao~, let's see if you'll still
think I'm a country bumpkin in your heart!" Is Aunt Qiu a goddess? How can she see my thoughts?

Aunt Qiu took off her skirt, pressed her hands on the sofa, stuck out her big white buttocks, and said proudly, "Gangpao~,
look , the latest style of sexy lingerie!"

I have to thank the inventor of lingerie! Yes, for men, a woman wearing lingerie is more sexy and seductive than a naked
woman .

I stroked my plump buttocks and laughed, "Hmm—, big breasts are indeed fashionable and sexy! I
got hard after just one glance..."

Aunt Qiu touched them with her other hand and exclaimed, "A single glimpse is enough to satisfy half a moment of pleasure!" Hey, big breasts!
Can you please not be so elegant? Because of you, I want to laugh!

Aunt Qiu's residence is rather simple, without her own bathroom. Aunt Qiu filled a stainless steel basin with hot water,
took out a new blue towel, and helped me wash my genitals; then she used a white towel from a small red plastic basin
to wash her own genitals…

Watching my woman, so openly and brazenly washing herself in front of me, was a blissful feeling.
My tastes are rather mild, that's all. I seriously question those guys who like to watch peeping videos in women's restrooms: what's so
interesting about ?

Although I had seen Aunt Qiu's naked body countless times, when she entered the bedroom again, her flawless, porcelain-like
skin and her large, swaying breasts still thrilled me. My little brother, sensing
an impending feast, immediately became excited...

Aunt Qiu climbed onto the bed and laughed, "No wonder people say, 'Even wild vegetables taste good when you're starving!' It's been a few days since I've fucked a woman, and
my penis is really energetic! Let's finish this first..." As the number of times we slept together increased, Aunt Qiu's language in bed
gradually became rougher, but thankfully, it was still within my tolerance: a woman's slightly rough language can stimulate
desire, that's really true.

Aunt Qiu knelt between my legs, without any assistance, and directly swallowed my penis deep into her throat. With her lips curling and her tongue
licking, the pleasurable feeling was like a mountain stream, babbling and singing a cheerful song.

It's no wonder men have a penchant for "getting tired of the old and wanting the new." When men and women are together for a long time, many things unconsciously
form fixed patterns of thought and action. Now, when I share a bed with Aunt Qiu, it seems that a behavioral pattern has also formed:
oral sex first, then internal ejaculation, and then closing time for bed. Unless there is a particularly joyous occasion, it can't arouse more passion.

Seeing that my penis was already fully erect, Aunt Qiu spat it out, straightened up, took a bottle of
baby oil from the bedside table, poured some into her palm, and then rubbed it between her breasts. She then moved between my legs, placed my legs
on her round thighs, bent down and squeezed my penis into her cleavage, and began to grind and move at a steady pace...

I taught Aunt Qiu the technique of "oil massage," and I am the apprentice of countless "ladies." Aunt Qiu went from being awkward at
the beginning to being proficient in just two or three times. This shows that being a prostitute is extremely easy.
As long as your "assets" are real and you're not a cross-dresser, earning hundreds of thousands a year isn't surprising.

Ever since Aunt Qiu became skilled at "breast-spamming," my brothers and I have never ordered "oil massages" or
"European-style massages" when we go out: on the one hand, Aunt Qiu's large breasts are white and tender, and it's skin-to-skin contact; on the other hand,
even with a condom, we still feel that prostitutes are dirty.

After grinding for the time it takes to drink three cups of tea, Aunt Qiu quickly sensed my penis's stirring. She quickly lowered her head, took
my penis into her mouth, and began to swallow and spit it out rapidly. In less than ten rounds, I was "rushing and flowing" with pleasure.

Aunt Qiu swallowed the semen and laughed, "Gangpao~, looks like you're doing pretty well as a minor official, huh? This
semen's getting more and more plentiful each time..."

I chuckled, rubbing my large breasts as I sincerely replied, "No, not at all! It's just that
I'm especially open around those big breasts, my mood's really high~"

"I only saw her from behind in the outer hall earlier, the black stockings made her big white buttocks look incredibly sexy. Let me see
what's ..." Saying this, I sat up and spread Aunt Qiu's legs. "Oh my~ so cute! Open-crotch pants..."

I pinched and pulled her labia majora with my fingers, then released them, playing with them repeatedly, thoroughly enjoying myself. After this teasing, Aunt Qiu's "
river" began to overflow. She panted heavily and said resentfully, "Gangpao~, you really know how to play with women..."
She then handed me a stack of tissues, "Wipe yourself off, so it won't be too slippery when we fuck later..."

Aunt Qiu's mild dialect and vulgar language were now like a potent aphrodisiac to me! I slapped her hands away, grabbed her large
breasts with both hands, and with a thrust of my hips, my penis was already fully inserted into her peach blossom cave…

The lewd words in the dialect aroused me! In this battle, with various techniques, Aunt Qiu was brought to orgasm four times…

…

“With you and Yingying by my side in this life, I have no regrets even if I die…” Aunt Qiu’s face was flushed, revealing her true feelings.
Perhaps it was the exertion of the day, because Aunt Qiu was beside me and soon began to snore softly.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, and the autumn insects were still chirping.

III. Yingying’s Jade Feet

That day, in a moment of impulse, I gave the jade pendant to the little girl Yingying, and the next day I regretted it: this jade pendant
was specially bought for me by Gu Jing in Qingdao for 13,000 yuan! I didn’t care about its value, the key was that it was a memento of my trip to
Qingdao ! Besides, Gu Jing was coming back from her vacation in France, and with her sensitivity, she would immediately
find out that I no longer wore this jade, wouldn’t that break her heart? When that moment finally came, I knew I couldn't face those
clear eyes.

Yingying wasn't some naive little girl; she was a mature young woman with a sharp mind. How could I possibly
go back on my word and ask for it back?

After struggling for days, I finally came up with the idea of a "barter" arrangement. Aunt Qiu had told me about Yingying's...
As I grew up, I learned that the little girl had not only practiced ballet since childhood but had also reached level ten in violin, making her a musically talented
young woman. So, I bought a high-end women's MP4 player at a specialty store. Taking advantage of a quiet Monday morning, I drove
to J University, intending to coax my precious jade pendant back.

However, my plan backfired. At the university gate, I was stopped by a security guard with a face covered in acne.
He said sternly, "Vehicles not belonging to this university are not allowed inside!"

I never waste my breath arguing with such petty people with a little power, so I immediately dialed Yang Yanyi's number—
Yang Yanyi , the director of the infrastructure department at J University, a drinking buddy I'd met at the "Rat's Banquet."

In life, some scoundrels and even hooligans are actually among the most loyal. I hung up, and less than five minutes later,
Yang Yanyi, trembling with his "beer belly," rushed to the gate.

Yang Yanyi didn't waste any words with the security guard and got into my car directly. Then, he took out a laminated
pass from his pocket, leaned it against the windshield, grinned, and said in a deep voice, "Done! Brother Shanzi's car
is now an internal vehicle of this school..."

After all, Yingying is going to stay at this prestigious university for four years. Who knows when things might suddenly turn sour? Planting trees early
is good for enjoying the shade. I smiled at Yang Yanyi and said, "I really owe you a debt of gratitude today, Brother Yi. I almost lost my ticket. Hehe, my cousin
is a freshman at your university, so I'd appreciate it if you could take good care of her!"

Yang Yanyi laughed heartily, "Brother, just let me know if you need anything. Within these walls, I, as your brother, still have
my ways ..."

I handed him a "Chunghwa" cigarette and laughed, "That's right! Who among the brothers doesn't know Brother Yi's influence? When you
're free sometime , invite your boss out, and I'll call Haozi too. How about we work at the resort?"

Yang Yanyi was a heavy drinker, and upon hearing of the invitation to a high-class dinner, he was like a vampire smelling blood. His eyes were green, and his
face was flushed as he nodded vigorously.

After parking the car in the garage and saying goodbye to Yang Yanyi, I headed towards the teaching building.

I've been in higher education for seven years; the structure of universities is pretty much the same. Finding a freshman girl I've already met is a piece of
cake. Finding someone at the university in the morning is relatively easy, but don't count on it in the afternoon—on afternoons without classes,
teachers and students scatter like birds.

I only asked one boy and found the large lecture hall where Yingying's accounting class was being held. I glanced at my watch
; it was 11:20, ten minutes before class ended. I leaned against the railing and lit a cigarette.

As the bell rang, the girl stood before me, her face flushed.

She giggled, "I saw you the moment your imposing figure appeared!"

I chuckled and lightly tapped her nose with my index finger. "Not paying attention in class, huh?"

Yingying pouted, "That statistics professor is so annoying, I'm scared of him..."

Just then, three girls called out Yingying's name in unison. Yingying chuckled, "They're all my roommates,
they asked me to go to the cafeteria..."

I deliberately asked, "Do you have classes this afternoon?"

Yingying looked me over like I was an alien before retorting, "Uncle, you didn't go to university,
did you? You don't seem like it..."

I pretended to be serious, "Well—no, I didn't. I only graduated from junior high! I'm so envious of
you privileged kids..."

Yingying wrinkled her little nose, "No way I'd believe you!" She looked like a hero who wouldn't confess even if I killed her.

"I'll treat you to Western food today, how about it?" I started to put my plan into action.

Yingying's eyes immediately sparkled with countless little stars, "Really? Can I invite my sisters?"
she said, pointing to the three girls who kept urging her on.

I was amused by her childish words, "What do you mean 'real' or 'fake'? Adults don't lie to children! Call them all,
your uncle is a great general, the more the merrier..."

"Brother Shanzi~, you're so awesome!" After saying that, the little girl tiptoed and quickly
kissed me on the cheek, then flew like a little bird to her female companion.

One woman is a duck, two women are two ducks, three women are a flock of ducks. I
gripped the steering wheel seriously, my ears filled with the sweet chatter of teenage girls.

After settling down at the "Paris Rose Restaurant," the four girls were still enthusiastically discussing
the .

Joking among family members is harmless and fun, but joking with strangers is just rude. In
front of her female companion, Yingying always respectfully called me "Brother Shanzi."

After the meal, I took the four girls to their dormitory. I called out to Yingying, and said calmly,
"Yingying~, how about I trade this for the jade pendant?" As I spoke, I handed her a beautifully packaged MP4
player.

Yingying was taken aback at first, then quickly snatched the MP4 with her right hand, clutching her collar tightly with her left, and said firmly,
"You're cheating! Give it to me, it's mine!" With that, she ran off towards the stairwell.

Damn, utter defeat! I gave a helpless, self-deprecating laugh. "Looks like I'll have to

think things through more carefully..." For the next few days, I racked my brains for a better plan, intending to come up
with another trick to "trick" the jade pendant back no matter what...

On Saturday noon, after having lunch at my parents' house in the south of the city, I returned to the west, intending to go online and
have another three hundred rounds of battle with that guy with the screen name "Black and White Fool."

Just as the computer booted up to the desktop, an unknown number called. As I pressed the answer button, a
sobbing voice pierced my ears: "Brother Shanzi~, are you free? Yingying feels so bad..."

"Hmm—, I'm free! Where is Yingying? At school?" I suspected the little girl might be sick.

"I'm in Zhuangyuan Lane..." Yingying's voice was barely audible.

I opened the drawer, took out the family first-aid kit (I have to admit, having a medical professional at home is convenient!),
locked the door, went downstairs, and drove towards the north of the city.

The afternoon sun was still quite bright, and Yingying, sitting in the light and shadow, had a kind of holy beauty. When I entered the house,
she was changing her stockings, like an elegant lotus flower in full bloom—

"What's wrong? Such a nice day, why aren't you going out to play? Staying cooped up at home all by yourself!" Judging from Yingying's expression, she
didn't seem be unwell.

Yingying sighed and smiled bitterly: "Uncle~, I want to go out to play too, but it's not convenient! Sigh~,
you wouldn't understand even if I told you..." I observed Yingying carefully and found that there was still a trace of pain hidden on her face.

I let out a long sigh, tossed the package onto the sofa, and then slumped down beside it. I smiled at Yingying and said, "You silly girl
who can't speak properly, you made me worry all the way here! Tell me, where does it hurt? Your uncle is a famous 'womanizer'..."
"Friend of..." Seeing the little girl's embarrassed look, I suddenly understood and laughed, "Little girl, you have menstrual cramps,
right? Your uncle is a married man, what don't you understand? Besides, your wife works at a maternity hospital! Even if you haven't eaten
pork , you've seen pigs run..."

Yingying was caught off guard and blushed deeply, but still nodded.
She still wouldn't let it go, saying, "Uncle's analogy is really disgusting..."

Menstrual cramps are common among young girls, and some are quite severe. My wife, Cheng Hong, told me that she
once had to secretly inject herself with Demerol because of the pain. I had heard of a folk remedy, using "coarse salt hot compresses" to
relieve the pain. I decided to give it a try, since it's harmless.

Refined salt is plentiful now, but coarse salt is nowhere to be found. I walked six blocks before finally
finding . I bought two cotton towels and a pound of roasted chestnuts before turning the car around.

Yingying was much more affectionate towards the roasted chestnuts than she was towards me. She playfully said, "Brother Shanzi~, turn your face
over here..."

I was puzzled, "Why?" Yingying smiled brightly, "I have to kiss you, I love roasted chestnuts the most
!"

"Don't be silly! Don't eat them yet, do some needlework!" Yingying quickly sewed a towel into
a bag shape. I poured coarse salt into it, and then Yingying sealed the opening. I microwaved
the "salt bag" for a few minutes, then wrapped it in another towel and had Yingying place it on her lower abdomen.

Half an hour later, Yingying smiled radiantly, "Brother Shanzi~, it really works!" I was very pleased,
as if I had randomly filled in lottery numbers and won a big prize.

Once the physical pain subsided, the little girl's true nature was revealed. Yingying, her beautiful eyes wide,
smiled and said, "Brother Shanzi~, tell me the story of this jade pendant, and I'll return it to you..." As she spoke, she
removed the jade pendant from her snow-white neck and began to caress it in her hand.

Opportunity! A great opportunity!! A perfect opportunity!!! — If I don't score this shot, I'm not a real man!

Tell the truth? How can I tell the truth! Isn't "telling the truth" just corrupting a young girl? My God! Forgive me for lying.

I knew exactly what made a young girl so romantic, and my voice was unusually desolate as I slowly began to weave a story—

it was a pain that would forever remain in my heart!

The girl who gave me this jade pendant was from Qingdao, her name was Chen Mei, and she was my first love. I met her
on a snowy evening. We held hands, happily listening to the sound of our footsteps in the snow
… But fate is cruel. In our junior year of college, she was diagnosed with lupus. On a drizzly spring night,
she passed away…

Sigh… I have to shamelessly plagiarize a plot from the great author Cai’s *First Intimate Contact*.
There’s no other way!

But I have to curse myself for being so “shameless”—Yingying was silent at first, then sobbed softly,
and burst into tears…

Sigh… I started the fire myself, and I have to put it out! I gently put my arm around Yingying’s shoulder, saying
comforting words—at this moment, even if I were put on a torture rack, I wouldn’t admit that the story I just told was made up!

After a long while, Yingying calmed down. She choked out, “This is Chen Mei’s keepsake. You have to take good care of it
…” As she spoke, she obediently placed the jade pendant in my hand.

Done!

—Even though the method was a bit underhanded. Men should be ruthless towards women. As the saying goes, "Those with thin skin get
nothing; those with thick skin get a piece of meat!"

Damn, why do I still feel guilty? To atone for my sins, I talked to Yingying about many topics that young people
are interested in . Yingying finally cheered up, her silvery laughter filling the small space.

Suddenly, Yingying wrapped her arms around my neck, her eyes clear, and said, "Brother Shanzi~, if this were ancient times,
Yingying would definitely be your concubine!"

"Why do you have to marry me? Good men are everywhere..." I was a little breathless from Yingying's embrace
, and I mistakenly said "good men are everywhere" instead of "there are many good men." Luckily, Yingying withdrew her
"claws" in time.

Yingying looked at me sincerely, "To repay your kindness. To repay your great kindness! To repay your life-saving kindness!!"

Seeing my bewildered look, Yingying smiled, "I'm not a confused
girl! Mom's wrinkles have even disappeared recently, and she's always happy no matter how tired or busy she is. I've never seen
Mom live so happily since I can remember! Yingying knows it's all thanks to Brother Shanzi..."

Not wanting to be vague in front of someone who understands, I interjected, "Yingying, you're not mad at me, are you...?"

Yingying laughed, "How could I be mad at you? I'm so grateful to you! Actually, Mom's heart
is filled with you now, besides me... I've known that for a long time!"

Yingying took the brown sugar water I poured for her and continued seriously, "I swore when I was little that I would take good
care of ! I know that no matter how hard I try, I can't achieve what you've done... 'Women live for love'!"

I was speechless; this little girl has read quite a few extracurricular books.

Yingying continued, "I'm just a humble girl from humble beginnings, with no grand ambitions. After graduation, I'll find
a stable job, marry an honest man, and that'll be enough for my life..."

Has this little girl become a Zen master? Has she seen through the illusions of the world?

I dared not joke anymore, because I knew this was a young girl opening her heart to me.

After a long while, Yingying said, "Brother Shanzi~, actually, I quite like you too. You have a certain charm that's particularly
attractive to women..." Then, blushing, she murmured, "As long as you don't take my 'treasure,' I'm willing to
do anything for Brother Shanzi..."

The "treasure" Yingying spoke of was a girl's virginity, that is, the "membrane," a
local term from B County in H Province, which I had heard Aunt Qiu mention.

A man's desires are evil; once given the space to run wild, they immediately begin to dance.

I suddenly remembered a fleeting thought of "foot fetish." Gazing at the white
stockings encasing Yingying's delicate legs, a thought began to sprout: stocking foot fetish!

Yes, my conscience forbids me from taking Yingying's "treasure"! But
how far is foot fetish from "treasure"? Why not give it a try?

I grabbed one of Yingying's jade-like feet and began to play with it. Calling it "playing" is just a euphemism; it was really just random
rubbing .

Alas, I don't have the wisdom of the ancients to categorize 48 ways to play with a woman's feet: I don't know
the fancy techniques of "smelling, sucking, licking, biting, scratching, peeling, pinching, and pushing"; nor do I know anything like "a new lotus petal falling, a bud sprouting under the moon."
I can't write erotic poems... but I agree with the statement that "feet are a woman's third sexual organ besides her genitals and breasts."

While caressing her delicate feet, I racked my brains, trying to impart various knowledge about "foot fetishes" to Yingying. (Shame on me!
This knowledge mainly comes from Japanese adult films...)

It seems she's a 90s kid after all; Yingying absorbs new knowledge extremely quickly. Before I could give any more examples, she blushed
and said sweetly, "Brother Shanzi~, stop talking. I understand..."

Understand? "Bang!" Then the show begins.

Although I'm known for my thick skin in front of women, I was really embarrassed to directly pull down my pants and show my penis in front of Yingying.
Just as I hesitated, Yingying shyly murmured, "Brother Shanzi~, you can also touch my breasts..."

What a joke! What a joke!! I've become a virgin who needs a woman's guidance...

I pulled Yingying into my arms, my heart pounding: how can I satisfy
her desires without arousing her, given her sensitive nature? Although I know the principle that if you satisfy a woman first, she'll use
all abilities to satisfy you.

Yingying's breasts were already impressive, too big to grasp in one hand, white and smooth, like solidified cream,
incredibly pleasing to the touch. Her eyelids were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, as gentle as a cute kitten in my arms
. She then looked up at me, saying, "Brother Shanzi~, I'll save that 'membrane' for my future husband, but
my first kiss is for you, I must give it to you! You've been so good to my mother and me, making me feel the warmth of family!..."
As she spoke, my lips met her soft, moist lips.

The girl's fragrance made me a little dizzy. Yes, although I don't have a virginity complex, what man can resist
this instinctive temptation?

I kissed Yingying very gently. Yes, I don't kiss easily, because men only kiss
when they . I've never kissed Aunt Qiu, only my first love, my wife Cheng Hong, and Gu Jing.

I didn't put my tongue in Yingying's mouth, and I had no intention of a "French kiss."
My feelings for Yingying were more of affection and tenderness.

Yingying was incredibly intelligent and sensed my hesitation. Her face flushed red, and her small hand slipped into my crotch,
gently grasping my soft penis. She wasn't completely ignorant about sex; seeing the state of my penis, she knew I wasn't aroused yet.
She suddenly straightened up, took off her top, and revealed the smooth curves of her flawless white breasts.

Then, Yingying's slender fingers began to slide over my penis. My little brother was finally aroused; it
happily poked its head out, drooling, admiring the virgin's jade hand.

I was also feeling uncomfortable from the pressure of my pants, so I decided to go all in and pulled them down, seeking unrestrained pleasure.

I grasped Yingying's small, tender feet and began to gently rub them. Yingying's jade-like feet were soft and boneless, and the warmth
seeped through the thin stockings, slowly reaching my penis, making me both curious and comfortable. In a moment, I felt
the softness and delicacy of her soles, giving me a wonderful sensation...

Yingying squinted her eyes and murmured, "Brother~, you lie down, I'll do it myself..."

I couldn't resist the beauty's kindness! I did as she said and lay back, while Yingying sat half-upright. She used her right foot as a cushion,
repeatedly , occasionally using her big toe to slowly twist the coronal sulcus of my penis. My penis was stimulated and became even
harder in a moment, and the small, purplish-red, shiny head peeked out to admire my beautiful face...

Yingying was opportunistic; although it was her first time using her feet, she possessed the innate sensitivity of a young girl. She grasped
the key point of the coronal sulcus and focused all her efforts on it, teasing it at varying speeds... At this moment, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her
moist lips slightly parted, revealing a hint of her white teeth, a charming and adorable sight.

Yingying squeezed his penis sole to sole, sliding her feet up and down with increasing pressure. Perhaps because Yingying
had practiced ballet since childhood, her strength was controlled with ease and precision, sending waves
of unparalleled pleasure through his penis. In less than ten minutes, under Yingying's soft caresses, his penis trembled and ejaculated... It was

Yingying's first time seeing a man ejaculate, and she was a little flustered. I, however, was prepared and immediately began cleaning up the mess
. During this time, I also shared a lot of sex education with her that wasn't in books...

"Brother~, did Yingying squeeze you too hard and make you swollen...?" Yingying said softly.

"No, no, it was pretty good..." Actually, I was lying: footjobs are stimulating, but
the physical sensation isn't great; it's probably more about satisfying psychological needs. In my opinion, footjobs
are nowhere near as good as vaginal or anal sex! Looks like

I'm still pretty traditional at heart. Since this footjob didn't hurt or itch, and I was worried about getting a fungal infection from athlete's foot, I
completely gave up on the idea of "footjobs"...

"Brother~, how about I try it with my mouth?" I shuddered and shook my head frantically—
it wasn't that I didn't want to taste a virgin's mouth, I was just afraid this greenhorn would bite my little brother...

Just then, my phone rang.

Xiang Xiaoke's anxious voice came through the phone: "Brother-in-law~, why aren't you coming over yet! Sister Xiaohong's
water has broken..." Damn it! Isn't her due date still three days away?

Brothers, don't hold me back, I'm going to fight that guy who calculates due dates to the death...

[The End]

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