Jade Girl Having an Affair^_^2

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This was the fourth day after their wedding.

After dinner, Meizhu was washing dishes in the kitchen while her in-laws sat in front of the door, chatting and relaxing with the neighbors. Ma Hua quietly entered, lightly patting his wife's shoulder. Meizhu jumped in surprise, turning around and exclaiming, "Brother Hua! You scared me to death!"

"Hehe, what's there to be afraid of? This house isn't haunted," he said, stretching out his lips to kiss her slightly flushed cheek. He then grinned and pulled a small bottle from his suit trousers.

Meizhu winked and asked, "What's this, Brother Hua?"

"Hmm," Ma Hua said mysteriously in a low voice, "With this, we'll...we'll be confident tonight!"

In an instant, she blushed deeply.

Yesterday was Meizhu's "three-day homecoming" day. According to custom, after lunch, Ma Hua accompanied her to her parents' home with gifts. Meizhu's parents and siblings were especially warm to her, as everyone wore new clothes and slaughtered chickens and ducks to entertain the couple. Taking advantage of a moment, her mother took Meizhu to the back of the house to help pluck chicken feathers. Suddenly, she whispered to her, "Zhu, did your wedding night go smoothly?"

Meizhu blushed and didn't know how to answer. Her mother thought she was shy, so she softly said, "You... you both know how to be a couple, right?" Oh dear, at that moment, she honestly shook her head.

Now, her mother became anxious and asked, "That...towel...wasn't there any bleeding?"

Meizhu knew her mother had misunderstood her, and that the old woman would suspect she wasn't a virgin—that would be terrible! So Meizhu had no choice but to bite the bullet and stammer, "We...haven't..."

Her mother pressed, "Doesn't Ahua understand?"

"We...don't...understand..." Meizhu said, her face burning with embarrassment.

Her mother finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Zhu, don't worry, you'll understand in the future, but...when you do understand, you must...take care. Zhu, do you understand what I mean?"

Meizhu lowered her head, not daring to meet her mother's gaze; this was arguably the most shameful moment she had experienced since turning seventeen.

Last night, she and Hua were disappointed again; the more impatient Ma Hua was, the faster it ended. They made love three times that night. Because of Hua Ge's reckless thrusting, Mei Zhu felt some redness and swelling in her genitals afterward. Fortunately, the swelling subsided after she woke up and slept, but she still had to change the sheets, which were stained with stains and obscene marks.

So when Mei Zhu heard Hua Ge say he was confident, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Shyly, Mei Zhu gave him a sidelong glance, her eyes brimming with the allure of pregnancy.

"Zhu, can you guess what this is?" Ma Hua asked her excitedly.

"I won't guess!" Mei Zhu said coquettishly, swaying her hips.

Looking at her round, perky buttocks, Ma Hua couldn't control his excitement. He squeezed her buttocks with one hand and whispered in her ear, "Zhu, this is a very effective medicinal wine, I guarantee it..."

"Ugh... You're not allowed to drink! If you drink, you'll become promiscuous!"

"This wine is different! I just went to see Uncle Jiu, who's a Chinese medicine doctor, and told him about us. He gave me this wine, saying it's..."

"You're going to kill me!" Mei Zhu stamped her foot anxiously, "You told people about us? What if word gets out..."

"Don't panic! Uncle Jiu and I get along very well. He teaches me like an elder, so of course he won't tell anyone. Don't worry, Zhu!" Seeing her shy expression, Ma Hua couldn't help but grab her high breasts with one hand. Mei Zhu let out a soft cry, quickly moved away, and muttered a couple of curses under her breath.

From the second night after their wedding, the groom's parents returned home to stay overnight, and the young couple began to truly experience the feeling of being "separated by a thin sheet of paper." At night, their activities in bed were indeed like those of thieves, filled with trepidation.

Tonight, before going to bed, Ma Hua had drunk the "magical wine," following the instructions of that "old uncle," dividing a small bottle into two servings, each about three or four ounces. Ma Hua usually loved rice wine, drinking a whole bowl of it each time.

The groom's parents had already gone to bed, and Mei Zhu deliberately left her clothes to be washed until night, so that she could go back to her room and go to bed with Hua Ge after they had fallen asleep, thus avoiding the embarrassing moment of being seen by the groom's parents. This small town, like the countryside, had an early-to-bed, early-to-rise lifestyle with little nightlife. Back then, due to reception difficulties, the Ma family didn't even have a television. On summer evenings, everyone would sit in the cool air for a while, chatting idly, until around ten o'clock, when everything would be completely quiet.

It was now 10:30 PM. Meizhu put a few pieces of clothing in a plastic basin and took them to the bamboo rack in front of the door to hang them out to dry. Just as they were almost done, Ma Hua, wearing slippers, tiptoed to her side and gently called her name. Meizhu turned to look at her husband. Ma Hua's face was slightly flushed, and his eyes were shining. The streetlights in the distance were very dim, but she could sense that Ma Hua's expression was different. The strong smell of alcohol that wafted into her nose immediately reminded her of their conversation in the kitchen. This thought stirred her emotions again, a warm sensation rising in her chest.

"Zhu-mei..." Ma Hua called softly. Looking around the alley where no one was, he suddenly grabbed Mei-zhu's hand and pulled it to his lower abdomen. There, it felt like a stick was protruding. No! It was more like a red-hot charcoal stick, so hot and so hard.

Mei-zhu instinctively pulled her hand back, her neck turning bright red. "You're bad!" she scolded him lightly. Mei-zhu hurriedly put the long bamboo rack with the clothes on the wooden shelf, bent down to pick up the plastic basin, but Ma Hua impulsively touched her buttocks with his erect penis.

She glared at him back, then hurried into the house, only slowing her steps in the living room…

Thankfully, getting into the large bed didn't make a jarring noise, thanks to their careful movements. However, the young couple tried their best to restrain themselves, whispering in each other's ears when they absolutely needed to speak. Since the two elderly people were separated only by a thin wooden board, less than ten feet high, with space above it for ventilation, they had to turn off the lights. Ma Hua, however, insisted on leaving the small bedside lamp on, wanting to maintain a dim light for his visual enjoyment.

Ma Hua slipped his hand under Mei Zhu's nightgown, caressing her curvaceous skin, and whispered in her ear, "Zhu Mei, take it off... let's all take it all off!"

Mei Zhu shook her head vigorously. Ma Hua pinched her nipples, making her both shy and pleasured. When he gently shook her nipples, her soft glans trembled, causing her to close her eyes tightly and pant softly.

"Let's all take it all off!" Ma Hua said again, "Don't you want us to succeed quickly, Zhu?"

"I'm so embarrassed..." Mei Zhu said, pinching his ear between her teeth.

"Don't be shy, we're husband and wife!" Ma Hua withdrew his hand and began to unbutton Mei Zhu's nightgown one button at a time. She really had no choice, because if she struggled, the bed would creak. Helpless, she could only let him pull open her nightgown, the hem spread out on both sides. Tonight she wasn't wearing a bra, and her soft, smooth, snow-white, and perky breasts were fragrantly displayed before Ma Hua's eyes.

Ma Hua turned to the side and took one of Mei Zhu's nipples into his mouth, hurriedly taking off his two pairs of pants, while at the same time letting Mei Zhu touch him. Meizhu did as he said softly, but her heart was pounding wildly. It was like a burning coal; she couldn't imagine how her cramped little nest could contain such a robust man. Ma Hua was used to working shirtless, so he was tanned to a steely physique, with a strong chest, powerful arms, and rough hands—completely different from Darcy's frail, scholarly appearance.

When he gestured for Meizhu to respond with more passion, she gently moved her hands in response. Besides the strong and hot sensation, her palms were also a little moist. Meizhu herself felt a sudden dampness between her legs, first a slight itching and then a tingling numbness, followed by a sticky, slippery fluid that clung to her panties in the crevice of her buttocks.

The sound of Ma Hua's heavy breathing filled her ears as he murmured, "Zhu Mei, I guarantee it'll work tonight!"

Mei Zhu could only lift her buttocks inch by inch so that Hua Ge could remove her pants. Ma Hua's face left her breasts; Mei Zhu's breasts, though already alluring, were even more captivating to Ma Hua's gaze than her swollen peach-like nipples. The nipples were covered in soft, glossy black down, loose and supple. Ma Hua gently caressed them, teasing Mei Zhu's waist to wriggle incessantly. Similarly, she hadn't forgotten the white towel; to spread it out, Mei Zhu had to arch her lower body, making her beautiful nipples even more prominent, and Ma Hua's face moved down to her.

The bed creaked again, but Ma Hua couldn't care less; he had to kiss her at least once to be satisfied, which made Mei Zhu incredibly shy. When Ma Hua's burning lips touched her soft flesh, she almost moaned again, but managed to bite her lower lip tightly to hold back. However, Ma Hua's greed was insatiable, and he spread Mei Zhu's thighs apart. Seeing the most beautiful sight of her paradise, he became even more aroused, and like a puppy, he stuck out his tongue to lick her. Mei Zhu's delicate body was extremely sensitive, and Ma Hua's lick made Mei Zhu's soul leave her body; she couldn't help but moan through her nose, while her hands tightly covered herself and blocked him.

Ma Hua quickly sprang to his feet, pressing down on her like a raging fire. His hands remained on her, but he roughly pried them away, then thrust his burning heat into her throbbing, fiery place.

"Zhu Mei, help me!" he pleaded in a low voice. Mei Zhu was already in a semi-conscious state; his chest pressed against her breasts, making them feel almost melt, while the thick, coarse hair below his abdomen made her tremble. But she mustered her courage to help him, disregarding shame, because in her burning desire, she desperately needed his penetration and fulfillment.

This was a tense moment of experiencing both pain and pleasure! She eagerly spread her legs, letting him sink into and press against her youthful, passionate spot. Meizhu's fingers touched her sensitive spot, and she felt numb and happy, with waves of passion surging in her heart. Finally, she opened her two fingers, and her longing little mouth was already crying out for food. Ma Hua placed his lower body between her two fingers, giving her a questioning glance. Seeing her eyes closed, he had no choice but to ask her again, "Zhu, is it right?"

"Mmm!" Ma Hua immediately thrust in violently. This time, it was unusually accurate. Mei Zhu felt as if she were being bitten by a small insect. He thrust again and again. She looked at him through her slits and saw that he was covered in sweat. She couldn't help but worry that...

Suddenly, Mei Zhu felt an unprecedented pain and almost cried out. But Ma Hua quickly sealed her lips. He used his hand to support his attacking weapon, firmly pressing and pushing. Mei Zhu's forehead was also covered in sweat, and her lower abdomen instinctively twitched. He pushed in a little, then thrust harder. Meizhu suddenly felt a ball of fire engulf her body, a mix of pain and tingling. She trembled, involuntarily trying to retreat, but Ma Hua didn't flinch, continuing his vigorous assault. Soon, he advanced steadily, the sudden sensation of being completely enveloped causing him to let out a pleasurable moan.

This was a 100% success! He was fully inside her, his wife nestled from head to toe. To savor this intensely pleasurable feeling, he had to stop, to slowly and carefully appreciate its tenderness.

So, Ma Hua lay still, one hand tightly around Meizhu's neck, the other curiously exploring and probing. When he confirmed that it was indeed a success, his face beaming with joy, he took Meizhu's hand and showed her his pleasure. Meizhu was both curious and desperately needed concrete proof. Her body felt numb, only hot, swollen, full, and heavy—something she couldn't believe. But when she learned it was true, she cried tears of joy.

Ma Hua quickly kissed her ear and said, "Sister Zhu, I love you!"

"I love you even more, Brother Hua," Meizhu sobbed, feeling deeply ashamed of Darcy's scheme, but also thankful that she hadn't fallen for it. What a sweet moment! Fortunately, she was determined to offer this precious thing to Hua Ge. Otherwise, if Hua Ge discovered she wasn't a virgin on their wedding night, she might not have the face to live on.

"Zhu Mei, does it hurt?" Ma Hua asked again.

Mei Zhu nodded, then quickly shook her head, her fingers gently pinching Ma Hua's firm back, then moving to his buttocks, finally touching the place where they were connected again. She felt overjoyed, overwhelmed with happiness…

With the help of that alcohol, Ma Hua persisted for fifteen minutes. As he moved up and down, exploring Mei Zhu's mysterious body, she experienced the strange sensation of pain and itchiness intertwined for the first time in her life. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but the psychological satisfaction outweighed all the pain.

At dawn, Ma Hua woke up first. In the soft morning light, he undressed Mei Zhu again, his firm body returning to her tender embrace, proving that the night's success wasn't just a dream. Mei Zhu had also begun to learn some techniques; when he was fully immersed, she would intertwine her legs around his waist, making it difficult for them to separate, allowing for the most intimate and ecstatic contact and friction. At their

happiest moments, she would bite his shoulder, repeatedly calling out "Brother Hua"...

From the sixth day onwards, Ma Hua returned to work at the quarry. During the day, he worked tirelessly at the quarry, sweating and bleeding, returning home exhausted at night. But when it came to bed, he was full of energy and vigor, often making Meizhu beg him for mercy, pulling his ear.

Within half a month of their marriage, he made love at least twice every night. Sometimes, when Meizhu woke up in the morning, she would find Hua Ge pulling off her clothes, sucking on her breasts like a greedy child, teasing her until she couldn't resist asking him to put his hot penis inside her.

Even on her period, Ma Hua was still enthusiastic, touching her all over. That kind of touching easily aroused his lust again, and then he would ask Meizhu to use her hands to relieve him, sucking her nipples and licking her swollen mounds, making her keep moving her hands until he was satisfied.

Ma Hua's performance was enough to refute Darcy's slander against him. Darcy said that Ma Hua was unromantic, a brute, and a coarse brute, but that was just his jealousy of Ma Hua's strength. With his abundant stamina, Ma Hua was indeed a bull, a lovely bull! Mei Zhu's true sexual desire was aroused by Ma Hua. Compared to the superficial, intimate lovemaking she had with Darcy in the past, which involved just legs together and random thrusting, she would only find it childish and laughable!

Of course, Ma Hua wasn't smooth-talking; he sometimes got angry with her, for example in bed. If she wasn't cooperative, he would angrily mutter some crude curses at her. But her non-cooperation wasn't real; she was just shy and wanted to maintain her feminine dignity. She couldn't just do whatever she wanted! Isn't that as lewd as a bitch? But for hardworking people, coarse language is commonplace. She won't be dissatisfied with Hua Ge because of it; in fact, hearing coarse language during intercourse can arouse their sexual interest even more! In the countryside and these small towns, husbands cursing their wives is nothing unusual. What could be more joyful than their newlywed bliss?

However, Mei Zhu was worriedly calculating that the two-month deadline was almost over, and she and Hua Ge would have to painfully separate despite their deep affection. For this reason, Mei Zhu had hinted to Ma Hua that she wanted Hua Ge to take her to live with him and keep him company. However, Ma Hua firmly stated his position: firstly, his parents were old and needed Mei Zhu to stay at home to take care of them.

Secondly, the cost of living in the city is high; even renting a basic room costs two or three thousand dollars. Every aspect of life—food, clothing, shelter, and transportation—cannot be skimped on. The couple's living expenses will consume most of his salary. When will he be able to pay off his debts?

Like all submissive women, Meizhu had no choice but to give up and obey her husband's wishes.

(V)

Meizhu's eyes were red as she carried her husband's suitcase and saw him off at the ferry terminal in mid-July of the lunar calendar. Meizhu's in-laws and parents also saw him off. In front of the waiting room at the terminal, as Meizhu nestled against her husband, she couldn't help but shed tears. She wanted to say more intimate words to Ma Hua, but her throat tightened, preventing her from speaking.

"Don't worry, Zhu Mei! I'll be fine." In front of his parents and in-laws, Ma Hua tried his best to suppress his affection for his wife, trying to appear tough. He was also a little embarrassed to be too affectionate with Mei Zhu, so he spoke to her softly.

"By the way," his mother-in-law comforted Mei Zhu, "Once Ah Hua has settled into his dormitory, he'll call to let you know. Then you can come to Hong Kong and spend a few days with him. Besides, Ah Hua comes back to visit us once or twice a month, so we can see each other all the time, right?"

"The Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th is a public holiday, I'll definitely come back!" Ma Hua patted Mei Zhu's shoulder.

Mei Zhu looked at Ma Hua with teary eyes, thinking to herself. In the two months since their marriage, Ma Hua has indeed lost a lot of weight. Perhaps it's because they've been indulging in "playing around," or perhaps it's because Ma Hua has been working particularly hard to pay off his debts. When he went to Shek O and lived in the mine's dormitory, he was all alone again. How difficult must those days have been? His sex drive was so strong. At that time, without her by his side, would Ma Hua, when he couldn't bear it any longer, seek out those lewd women to release his pent-up desires? Would he even fall in love with another woman? Although Brother Hua had already sworn to her that he would never fall in love with someone else, and that he would never waste money on prostitutes, he wanted to pay off his debts as soon as possible and save some money so that one day they could finally be together again.

The boat carrying Hua Ge finally pulled out of the dock amidst the sound of its horn. For two months, the man who had been by her side day and night had finally left her. The loneliness and sadness left Mei Zhu completely disoriented, only able to cry, cry and cry…

When she got home, Mei Zhu first went to her parents' house because her mother had something to say to her.

“Zhu, has Dai Di come to see you?” The mother and daughter stood in the backyard when her mother suddenly asked her this question.

“Well… yes.” Mei Zhu told the truth. In fact, Dai Di lived only two streets away from her house and often came to visit. Even if she didn’t come to visit, they would often bump into each other when she went to the market to buy groceries. She had no reason to hide it.

"Zhu, you'd better stay away from her in the future," her mother said. "Dai Di isn't a proper girl. When A Hua was home, it wasn't so bad, but now that A Hua has left, it's just you and the two old folks. If Dai Di keeps coming to see you, even if I'm not worried about you, your in-laws will worry that she'll lead you astray!"

Hearing this, Mei Zhu immediately recalled the scene of Dai Di and the herbal medicine shop owner on the mountain. But Dai Di was her good friend, so she couldn't just ignore her.

"You don't need to say anything more." After listening for only a few words, the mother said arbitrarily, "In short, Dai Di is not respectable. If she were a respectable girl, she wouldn't be dating several men at the same time, and she dresses like a delinquent, always showing off her chest and arms. People gossip about her behind her back, saying that she's not a girl anymore. Don't you think that's shameful?"

"Mom, I don't know her friends. It's just that when I'm lonely, it's always good to have a sister I can talk to. That's why we..."

"Zhu! In order for Ahua to work in peace, you have to endure it. What's a little loneliness? It won't kill you!" The mother's words were very sharp, which made Mei Zhu so angry that she was about to cry again. Her mother then gently advised her not to cry in front of her in-laws, otherwise people would think she only cared about the pleasures of the bedroom and couldn't live without a man, which was also a very "shameful" thing.

But when Meizhu returned home, she ran into Dai Di, whose English name was Diana, at the street corner. Diana knew that she had just seen off the boat and said a few words of comfort to her with great sympathy, which made Meizhu very grateful. No matter what her mother said, her friendship with Diana would not change. Everyone has their own principles in life. If she wanted to be bad, she didn't need Diana to "lead" her astray; she had already "gone bad." Meizhu had already made up her mind to stay devoted to Hua Ge from now on and would never betray him.

"After you finish the housework, when you have time, I'll come and find you to go up the mountain to collect firewood, okay?" Diana suggested.

"You're still talking about gathering firewood!" Meizhu chuckled inwardly, amused. "If you've made plans to go up with another man, I'll just have to leave, won't I?"

"Seriously!" Diana said. "There are some things I can't easily tell you on ordinary days, so I'll wait until we're up the mountain to ask you!"

"What things?"

"Even if I ask you here, you won't tell me. Meizhu, how about we go gather firewood after breakfast tomorrow?"

Meizhu also felt lost and dejected after Hua Ge left, and really needed to have a private conversation with this close friend, so she nodded in agreement.

In the room, Meizhu tidied up Hua Ge's things, and recalling the scene from the previous night, she blushed, her heart pounded, and tears streamed down her face. Especially when she took the towel covered in hardened lumps from under the bed, intending to secretly wash it, her hands touched something that looked like dried paste. She couldn't help but collapse onto the bed, sobbing against the embroidered pillow.

Last night, to cherish this final night, Ma Hua had gone to Uncle Jiu again to ask for some medicinal wine, which he drank before going to bed. When Mei Zhu finished packing his things, it was already late. He told her to quickly take a bath and return to her room. Seeing his flushed face and the empty bottle, she knew Hua Ge's intentions, and she herself was indeed tempted by this 'parting glance'!

Therefore, after bathing, she deliberately took out her dowry perfume and sprinkled some on herself. The moment Hua Ge smelled the perfume, he couldn't resist anymore. When he stripped her naked, he went absolutely wild. Mei Zhu was also incredibly excited. After he touched her a few times, she felt like she couldn't hold back her urination. She completely lost control and just wanted Hua Ge to get inside her quickly. It was the first time she had actively touched him, playing with his hot body and eagerly guiding it to where it needed to go.

In this way, Ma Hua experienced his wife's 'bold style' for the first time, which he found extremely exciting. MCA's entry was smoother than usual. Meizhu's desire was like a red-hot wok; as soon as he entered, she disregarded her shyness and thrust her erect member forward. Luckily, he had been given the "magic wine," otherwise, Meizhu's unprecedentedly passionate response would have melted him instantly.

They kissed passionately, rubbing each other's bodies, reaching their most secret corners, neither willing to give way, like a competition. But under MCA's strong and powerful thrusts, the outcome was quickly decided: the loser was, of course, Meizhu! She felt that he had now stumbled into places he had never been before; in the past, she had been unaware of the little thing outside her that made her both nervous and excited, but now, his curious and greedy fingers had aroused it, making her suddenly realize.

As she trembled and continuously released fluids, the wonderful feeling made Meizhu almost unconscious, only able to wrap her arms and legs around the strong Hua Ge, clinging to him tightly, wanting to die together!

Later, Ma Hua stepped off the bed, stood on the floor in front of it, let Meizhu's buttocks rest on the edge of the bed, lifted Meizhu's legs and placed them on his shoulders to make love to her. It was something she had never tried before; she was completely paralyzed, but Hua Ge seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

His burning body seemed unwilling to yield, but he was already drenched in sweat, still manipulating her like a cart.

Ma Hua not only pushed and slammed her hard, but also bent down to kiss her breasts. In moments of pleasure, not only was Mei Zhu overflowing with fluid, but her two little melons also seemed to be filled with water, erect and swollen, and more itchy than usual.

Ma Hua's mouth was hot and moist, and as he kissed and sipped, Mei Zhu felt waves of numbness, involuntarily lifting her buttocks towards him. As a result, she quickly collapsed, as if every bone in her body had been pulled out, so soft that she was like a soaked glutinous rice dough, and when Ma Hua climbed onto the bed and pressed down tightly, she almost fainted.

But MCA wasn't done yet! He bit her ear and asked her if she was having fun, if she had ever had such pleasure before, and even asked if she had an "orgasm".

How should Meizhu answer? She could only tenderly wipe the sweat from Ma Hua's back with her hands and lick the sweat from his neck with her tongue. Ma Hua said he loved her very much, and that having such a gentle wife made him extremely satisfied!

"Zhu, this wine is really strong! I think we can play for a full hour this time!" he whispered smugly in her ear. Meizhu was terrified. Looking back now, she couldn't remember how that hour had passed. Ma Hua had lost his temper and was making a lot of noise on the bed. She couldn't stop him, and she heard her father-in-law coughing with his cane, suspecting they had woken him up.

Later, Hua Ge got even worse; he lay on his back on the bed like a bull, grabbed one of his horns, and made her straddle him. Meizhu hesitated for a while before trying, and surprisingly, she managed to keep it safe—she couldn't believe it herself.

Hua Ge then taught her to toss her body like a horse, but she was too weak, so he picked her up and tossed her up and down. Suddenly, Meizhu made a strange sound like farting, which startled her, making her afraid to move too hard or too fast. But Hua Ge, in his frenzy, didn't care about anything else, tossing her faster and faster. Meizhu bit her lower lip desperately to keep from screaming, and could only lie limply on Hua Ge's chest until she truly passed out. What happened after that, she didn't know.

Because the night had been so wild, when Hua Ge woke up this morning, he wanted to go again, but he was too weak. He just kissed Mei Zhu all over and then used his fingers to probe inside her, like digging something out. But Mei Zhu's feeling wasn't as good as with a real penis. Just when Mei Zhu was overflowing with desire and couldn't control herself, her mother-in-law knocked on the door to wake them up...

Her mother earnestly told Mei Zhu not to cry anymore, but thinking of all this joy, and the days that seemed like she would be a "widow" from now on, only able to see Hua Ge once every one or two months, and only able to be penetrated by Hua Ge once every twenty or thirty days, how could she not cry? Was it really a shameful thing for a married woman to show her attachment to her husband?

Did she have to suppress her physical needs like a nun? Before marriage, Meizhu didn't have such strong needs, but after tasting the "forbidden fruit" of life, she was completely different. Besides, this "forbidden fruit" was really delicious! She needed her husband, the pleasure of the boudoir, and sex! However, it was only mid-July, when would the Mid-Autumn Festival arrive?

"Sister-in-law! Come out! We're going for tea." Suddenly, her mother-in-law spoke to her from outside, through the door.

Meizhu hurriedly threw the dirty towel under the bed, wiped her tears with a pillowcase, and said, "I'm not hungry, Mom! You and Dad go! I'll watch the door."

"Come on! We ate early today..." Her aunt opened the door and walked into the room. She was slightly taken aback when she saw Meizhu's tear-streaked face, but then smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be sad."

Meizhu sat down on the edge of the bed with her head down and said softly, "You go, Mom!"

The old woman said a few more words to her, and seeing that Meizhu's eyelids were also swollen, she figured that Meizhu was too embarrassed to go out and see people like this, so she didn't force her anymore and went out with her husband.

Hearing the front door close, Meizhu collapsed onto the bed, trembling all over, tears streaming down her face...

When her sobs subsided, but her nose remained stuffy, she forced herself to stand up, changed out of her tear-soaked dress, and into a shirt and trousers. She took the pajamas Hua Ge had left behind to the kitchen to wash, and of course, the towel also needed to be washed and put away; perhaps it really wouldn't be needed again until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound at the door. Who was knocking? No! It was the sound of knocking on the window. The area was usually very safe; when someone was home, the front door didn't need to be closed. Her in-laws only left it ajar when they went out, and the window next to the door was always open.

Meizhu looked over and saw a figure flash by. A voice called out softly, "Mary, it's me!"

This name struck Meizhu like an electric current, making her tremble involuntarily and her eyes widen.

Darcy's face appeared in the window. Although he wore large sunglasses, Meizhu remembered him so clearly that she recognized him at a glance. Besides, who else would call her by her English name?

"Ah... go, go!" Suddenly, Meizhu couldn't control her emotions and hurriedly waved her hand, urging him on.

"Mary, I love you! I have so much to tell you, I have something..." Darcy's lips trembled as he spoke.

Meizhu immediately stopped him: "Are you crazy? You came here to kill me! Get out! Get out of here!"

"Mary!"

"I won't be polite! I've never known you!" Meizhu was so anxious she was about to cry again. She rushed to the door and quickly shut it.

Darcy pleaded at the window: "Mary, I want you to come out and see me! I love you! These are the letters I've written to you every day for the past two months! You'll know how much I love you when you read them!" Then, with a 'bang,' he threw a package through the window.

Meizhu frantically grabbed a teacup and threw it desperately at the window. The teacup hit the iron window pillar, bounced off, and shards scattered throughout the hall. Darcy was gone from the window. The package on the ground contained scattered newspapers and a stack of letters, all covered in writing.

Meizhu looked out the window but Darcy was gone. Soon she heard the sound of a car door closing at the alley entrance, followed by the sound of a motor, fading into the distance. She breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately afterward, she picked up the package, ran into the kitchen, moved the wok off the stove, unfolded the stack of letters, threw them into the stove, and immediately struck a match, burning them to ashes.

She prayed silently that no one in the alley had seen or heard what had just happened…

(VI)

On the mountain, the cicadas chirped loudly. The sweltering heat had everyone drenched in sweat, and Meizhu had to stop and catch her breath after chopping down just a few dry branches. Seeing this, Daidi shook her head and said with a smile, "Look at you! Why are you so useless now? Does a girl lose strength after she's done her business?"

"Oh! I'll hit you! What do you mean by 'done her business'?" Meizhu blushed and pouted playfully.

"Once you've worn the 'membrane,' you're considered 'goods'!" The other person said smugly, winking. "You can't possibly still be a canned food, can you? Unless your Hua-ge is a eunuch..."

"Still talking nonsense? I'm really going to chop you up with one stroke!"

"Hehe! You're not strong enough to chop me up! How is it? Does it feel good to be penetrated by a man?"

"Ouch! You're going to kill me!" Mei-zhu was furious and shouted at her, "If you keep talking, I'm running home and I'll never talk to you again!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Dai Di said, "You! It's not illegal. Wives have to have sex with their husbands! She asked you because she hasn't tried it, so it's fine if you don't tell

her!" Mei Zhu couldn't help but retort, "Who said you haven't tried it? You tried it much earlier than me!"

Dai Di glared at her and said, "You're lying! How could I have tried it if I'm not married?"

"Hmph! Last time you came here to chop wood, didn't you get involved with that young master? You think people don't know!" Mei Zhu let slip and decided to expose Dai Di's true colors, to see if she still dared to be so sharp-tongued.

Sure enough, Dai Di's expression changed, and she said, "What do you know?"

"Hmph, anyway, I know!" Seeing that her counterattack had succeeded, Mei Zhu no longer held back. She chuckled and said, "You guys got carried away playing that day and didn't realize you'd been 'pretended' to be the last one." "

Ouch!" Dai Di exclaimed, "You really saw it?"

"If I hadn't seen it, how could I say it so truthfully now!"

"Hmm... So you're this bad! I have to hit you!" Dai Di was very embarrassed. She took the opportunity to jump over and grab Mei Zhu's clothes, giving Mei Zhu's buttocks a few squeezes.

Meizhu struggled, and Daidi's hand slipped inside her pants, claiming she wanted to feel what would happen to her broken hymen. Daidi rubbed her fingers incessantly at Meizhu's cleft, making Meizhu anxious. Meizhu twisted Daidi's arm hard, forcing her to withdraw with a pained cry. Strangely, although Diana was a woman, Meizhu felt a subtle reaction to her touch. Meizhu grabbed Diana, pinned her against a tree trunk, and retaliated by slapping Diana's firm breasts.

"No more!" Diana pleaded. Meizhu reached between her legs and found Diana's genitals were also wet and slippery. Diana was weak all over, her face flushed, and she kept her legs tightly closed, but her hands still reached out to touch Meizhu.

When Diana was pinching her breasts and genitals, Meizhu suddenly shuddered and said, "Look at you, you're so sexy!" Only then did the two separate.

Diana winked and said, "Haha! You went to deliver the goods, and your butt really did sag! Even these two bags of stuff aren't as solid as they used to be."

"Aren't you the same?" Meizhu retorted, "You weren't this big before, you must have been played with and sucked by a lot of men!"

"Nonsense!"

"I'm asking you, did you and that prince Michael actually have sex?"

"I won't tell!" Diana was tempted, and took the opportunity to make a condition to Meizhu: "Unless you honestly tell me what happened on our wedding night, I won't tell you this."

Meizhu blushed and said, "Oh! You can't even know about something like this? You're such a fool!"

"If you won't tell me, I'll just have to keep my secret!" Diana shrugged. "It depends on who cares. You don't need to tell me, I can guess!"

"Heh!" Meizhu laughed. "You think you're so clever? You haven't even slept with Hua Ge yourself, so how can you guess?"

"Of course I can guess. Your Hua Ge is an honest man who's never seen the world. When he stripped you naked and saw your fair skin, didn't he just faint from pleasure?"

"Oh my god! You make my husband sound so useless!"

"Is he really that useful? How many times has he been with you in one night?"

"You can guess for yourself! Because you're a smart woman, and you have eyes everywhere, nothing can be hidden from you!"

"Oh dear! Pearl, I wanted to learn some experience from you, and you're so petty? Can't even an old friend be honest with me?" Diana's playful smile vanished, replaced by a displeased pout.

Meizhu knew she was angry, so she said, "You promise not to laugh at me before I tell you!"

"I promise, go ahead!"

"Um… Diana, I'm only telling you this because I consider you a close friend, so please don't spread it around as a joke and make me lose face!"

"Don't worry, I swear!"

After Diana swore, Meizhu shyly began to recount her and Hua Ge's story, starting from their wedding night and continuing until the fourth day after their marriage—their truly successful night. Because she and Diana were close friends, Meizhu couldn't help but boast about the happy moments, while also savoring the details herself.

Diana was astonished. "Wow! How many times did you two go last night? Are you getting addicted? Now that he's left you, how will you get through the night?"

"I have to bear it," Meizhu said, almost in tears again.

Suddenly, they heard a rustling sound nearby. Diana heard it first and gave Meizhu a wink. Meizhu then recognized it as a person or animal moving through the woods, and both women tensed up.

"Ah!" Meizhu whispered to Diana, "Did you meet him again?"

"No," Diana said. "It's not Sunday, Michael has to go to school."

"Then who could it be?" Meizhu asked anxiously. In that instant, Darcy's face flashed into her mind—just like the one she'd seen at the window yesterday. Could it really be him?

Diana shouted at the top of her lungs, "Hey! Who is it?" There was no reply. The rustling sound could still be heard fading into the distance in the empty mountains…

That night, Meizhu thought and thought, growing increasingly sad and regretful, overwhelmed with mixed feelings. She regretted revealing her wedding night on the mountain; now that someone might have overheard, it would truly be a "shameful" affair. And what about Diana? Although she had sworn an oath, who could guarantee she wouldn't tell her boyfriend? What if the person eavesdropping was indeed Darcy? What would he think after hearing it? Darcy had asked Meizhu to give him the chance to "enjoy her virginity," but now it was Hua Ge who had enjoyed her first time. Darcy would definitely hate her to death! However, she was now a married woman. If Darcy truly hated her, it would be a good thing if they treated each other like strangers and stopped bothering her.

From the next day onward, Meizhu began her solitary life. Her father-in-law worked as a handyman in a small teahouse on the island, eating both meals there. Therefore, only Meizhu and her mother-in-law ate at home. Her mother-in-law was hardworking and thrifty. The nearly sixty-year-old woman was never idle and often volunteered for housework. She also regularly brought back some plastic sheets from the beadwork factory to string together. The two women got along very well. Meizhu also cleverly helped string the plastic sheets, and her handiwork was exquisite. The old woman couldn't help but praise this "good sister-in-law" to others when she talked about her capable daughter-in-law with the neighbors. However, she couldn't understand the loneliness in this "good sister-in-law's" heart. During the day, things were alright, but at night, when all was quiet, Meizhu tossed and turned, thinking of the joy of their newlywed life, and couldn't help but grit her teeth in frustration.

Hua Ge had been in Hong Kong for a week, only calling once to tell Meizhu his dormitory address. On the phone, Hua Ge said he missed Meizhu very much. Although he didn't say much, his deep affection resonated deeply with Meizhu; they were a loving couple, truly soulmates!

The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and Meizhu counted the days. Hua Ge would soon be back by her side, and her nearly month-long longing would finally be rewarded with a happy reunion.

Just a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, she unintentionally fell in love with Darcy again.

That day, she was on her way back to her parents' home. After leaving the city, she entered a dirt road when Darcy suddenly drove up towards her. As soon as he saw her, he immediately leaned out of the car window and called out, "Mary, Mary, where are you going! Get in the car!"

Meizhu ignored him, but Darcy, seeing that there were no familiar faces nearby, jumped out of the car and blocked her way: "Mary, I've missed you so much!"

"Hey! Why are you blocking me? Get out of my way!" Meizhu scolded him rudely, but dared not meet his eyes.

"Come here!" He forced his way in, grabbing Meizhu's hand: "Mary, if you don't want me to reveal our secret, get in the car. I have something to tell you!"

"I'll scream! I'll scream..." She tried to scream, but his hand was faster, covering her mouth and pulling her towards the car door. She was both anxious and angry, and bit him hard, but Darcy was also in a frenzy and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he grabbed her waist and shoved her into the carriage.

Meizhu opened the other door and stepped out with one foot, but Darcy was quick-witted and immediately pulled her back, slammed the door shut, and drove off. The carriage jolted violently and sped toward the main road.

At this moment, Meizhu was already in tears, crying and cursing, "You...you scoundrel, why are you torturing me like this?"

"Who told you to only respond to force when you're being gentle?" he said bitterly, spitting on her face, "I'm doing this simply because I love you!"

"Ah! Spare me! Darcy, I'm already married, I absolutely cannot rekindle our past relationship."

"I made it very clear in my letter that we are both married, that's even better, then we have even less to worry about!"

"Your letter... I didn't read it..."

"Why?"

"I set it on fire, and burned it all!"

Darcy was deeply disappointed by her words, and his anger intensified. He reached out from the steering wheel and gripped Meizhu's arm tightly, as if to punish her for her mistake. Meizhu was in pain, but she bit her lip, forcing herself not to utter a sound. However, her tears flowed like two small rivers.

Meizhu felt that if Darcy truly loved her, he shouldn't be so rude. Now, he was clearly enraged because he couldn't get what he wanted, which was not the behavior of a lover.

The road they were traveling on was a dirt road flanked by fences and wooden houses. As soon as they saw the place, Meizhu knew Darcy's destination, because the abandoned old factory was not far ahead.

Fear and shame made Meizhu tremble. She pleaded with Darcy again, "No, we can't go!"

Darcy didn't speak, but simply gripped Meizhu's arm tightly. When Meizhu struggled, Darcy seemed to neglect the steering wheel, and the car was hit by bamboo trees by the roadside several times, making a rattling sound. Meizhu was too frightened to move. In less than five minutes, the wide-open gate of the abandoned factory appeared ahead. At this moment, she called out, hoping the plasterers in the cemetery would hear her.

But it was no use. The car veered into the abandoned factory, sped through the muddy ground, and plunged straight down the thorny hillside, seemingly out of control. Meizhu's heart pounded so hard it almost jumped out of her throat, demonstrating Darcy's madness—he was determined to have her, regardless of the consequences.

The hillside was steep, and the car plunged downhill like it was about to crash, with glass bottles and empty cans clattering and rattling under the floor. Meizhu leaned forward, her forehead nearly hitting the windshield. Her eyes widened in terror, and she gasped in horror. Suddenly, the car lurched violently, finally settling onto the small road below, followed by a screeching of brakes. Ahead lay a muddy pond filled with water lilies. Even though the brakes were applied, the car lurched forward several yards, its front end seemingly about to plunge into the mud. Mei-zhu closed her eyes, unable to watch. But then the car stopped.

Mei-zhu stood there for a moment, then opened her eyes. The car started moving again, this time backwards, very quickly. The rear of the car hit a small tree by the roadside. Darcy twisted the steering wheel forcefully, finally managing to back the car to the side of the hillside. Then, the engine stalled.

Both were now panting heavily. Darcy was covered in sweat, glaring at Mei-zhu with a look of deep frustration. Mei-zhu leaned back in her seat, keeping a safe distance, her arms crossed over her chest.

“Mary…you don’t remember this place? So quickly…you’ve forgotten…me?”

“You can’t do this anymore! If you still remember our past friendship, let me go back!”

“That wasn’t friendship!” Darcy rushed over and grabbed Meizhu’s hand, forcibly pulling it away from her chest, shouting, “That was love! That was love! You can’t deny it!”

Meizhu closed her eyes again, screaming desperately, “No! You’re crazy!”

“I am crazy, crazy for such a heartless woman like you, I really want to kill you!”

Darcy’s hot and trembling lips suddenly pressed against Meizhu’s cherry lips. Meizhu pressed her lips tightly together, but he kissed her nose and cheeks, a hazy, woodpecker-like barrage of kisses, his body hot against hers, forcing her against the car door. Meizhu struggled, moaning, but this only fueled Darcy's burning desire. His rough hands forcefully grasped her breasts. This violent, forceful kiss, this erotic fondling, filled Meizhu with inexplicable shame and anger. Yet, on the other hand, the fact that she hadn't been near a man in so long stirred a subtle emotion within her. After all, he was Darcy!

Although Darcy was currently very violent, he wasn't the lustful maniac she hated and feared. She had indeed loved him deeply, but due to morality, social norms, and the times, now that she was a Ma Hua's wife, she had to erase all past favors. However, the truth couldn't be erased. When Darcy's hand slipped between the buttons on Meizhu's chest, under her bra, and began to caress her rapidly heaving breasts, Meizhu involuntarily shivered. Her body went limp, as if she wanted to melt away, but she was unwilling and desperately pushed him away.

"Mary! Mary! You're mine!" Darcy shouted incoherently, his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, his breath hot and wet on her face. A tingling, itchy sensation spread through her, and all her strength seemed to vanish without a trace within her.

"Ah...you devil! I...I'll hate you for the rest of my life!" Meizhu finally couldn't hold back her tears, both for her inability to hold on and for Darcy's shamelessness.

Darcy's hands moved quickly, and in an instant, the back clasp of Meizhu's bra was loosened. Darcy's hot hands moved in front of her, both hands tightly grasping Meizhu's tender breasts. At this moment, she couldn't help but moan softly, and Darcy also let out a joyful shout.

"So cute! You're even bigger and fuller than before! Mary, you're setting me on fire!" Darcy pulled her down and made her sit on his lap. Meizhu refused to do it, but she was too weak to resist him.

Normally, Darcy was like a frail scholar, but in this moment, he was as strong as an ox. He pulled his hands down and grabbed Meizhu's waist, forcibly lifting her up. He then moved aside, avoiding the steering wheel, using the more space in what is commonly known as the "death seat," forcing her to sit on his lap with her back facing him.

Meizhu felt as if she were sitting on a piece of hard firewood. Her face flushed, her heart pounded, and she struggled desperately. As she struggled, her firm buttocks twisted, which only fueled Darcy's desire. He was panting heavily as he struggled to unzip Meizhu's pants, but she broke free. This only strengthened his resolve to strip her lower garment first.

The zipper next to Meizhu's pelvis had been pulled down, and he grabbed her two pairs of pants, pulling them down. "Oh... you pervert! You devil! You... you're so shameless!" Meizhu cursed as she pulled, but Darcy used brute force, instantly exposing her buttocks. Darcy impulsively touched her tender flesh, then revealed his extremely ugly body.

Meizhu was mortified and looked down, even more unable to look directly at him, but Darcy's passionate and greedy lower body had already forced its way between her slippery buttocks, and his hands were still groping her.

Her most sensitive and mysterious parts were being touched, touched, teased, and rubbed by this "ex-boyfriend." Meizhu couldn't withstand too much stimulation; despite her desperate attempts to endure, she couldn't help but let out strange moans. Even though she absolutely didn't want Darcy to take advantage of her, her body was no longer under her control. Her legs, which had been tightly closed, involuntarily opened to the sides as he probed. Dryness turned to wetness, tightness to relaxation.

Already hot enough, she was now like a volcano about to erupt.

Suddenly, Darcy's fingers mercilessly penetrated, lifting Meizhu's entire body upwards. "No! Ah...no!" But Darcy persisted, his middle finger plunging into Meizhu's sticky, saliva-covered crevice, the other fingers outstretched, pressing against her anus as if to lift her up.

Meizhu trembled violently, all her pores seemingly opening at once. Most terrifyingly, when his fingers spun around, she felt as if her soul had left her body, her limbs melting away. Her body arched, forcing her to brace herself against the windshield.

"You're having a good time! You need me!" Darcy cried out excitedly, withdrawing his hand and quickly using his real thing.

That thing, which had previously been a "novice" with Meizhu, could now, with the passage of time, finally enter her proudly. It was like a raging fire, a giant rod, leaving Meizhu drenched in sweat. For Darcy, it was an indescribable thrill, and for Meizhu, it was no different. The monster pounding and swelling inside her was something she was already familiar with, familiar with even before she became a woman, but what she felt most deeply was in this moment of intense violence, in this abnormally ugly and sordid environment, when she had longed to regain her husband's comfort, now it was this terrible lover's body that completely filled her.

She was filled with conflicting emotions, a mixture of fear and a hint of pleasure. Though she hated Darcy, she also found him somewhat endearing. Behind her neck, Darcy's drooling lips pressed against her skin. One hand covered Meizhu's lower abdomen, kneading her full, hairy breasts, while the other hand moved from her left to right, causing her swollen breasts to tremble.

"Oh! I love you even more... even more..." Darcy's lips murmured incoherently, his body thrusting rhythmically, his shoes clattering against the car floor. Meizhu trembled again and again; a fire within her burned through every inch of her skin. Sweat poured down her face, soaking her entire body.

Suddenly Darcy howled, slurring his words, his body stiffening. She collapsed into his arms, but he, still not satisfied with intimacy, pressed her legs down hard, thrusting his lower body in relentlessly, as if trying to fill Meizhu's womb with his own. At the same moment, Meizhu's earlobe was swallowed by him; a powerful surge of breath from his hot, wet mouth made her ears feel as if they were filled with warm water.

Like an earthquake, Meizhu's body convulsed violently deep within, and Darcy's mouth opened, letting out a short, intense, unconscious sigh. Both of them, simultaneously, plummeted from the height of tension, as if falling into an abyss. Meizhu felt dizzy and weak all over, her chest feeling like it was being suffocated by his grip.

She quickly regained her senses and, taking advantage of Darcy's limpness, jerked up, opened the car door, and climbed out. Inside the car, Darcy was sprawled out, his head resting on the backrest, glancing at her sideways. He saw Meizhu stand up, her white buttocks glistening with moisture. Before she could wipe it away, she frantically pulled up her pants.

"Marilyn…don't go…" Darcy said weakly. Meizhu reached behind her back to fasten her bra, put on her shirt, glanced at Darcy with a flushed face, suddenly spat at his car, and then ran wildly down the narrow alley.

Darcy raised his voice to call her and hurriedly started the car, only to find the path too narrow and the car had no room to maneuver. He would have to reverse and climb the hillside, then traverse the muddy ground above to reach her.

But when he finally managed to reach the main road, his Mary had vanished without a trace.

In reality, however, Mary hadn't gone far; she had hidden under the banana tree behind the row of cottages. As Darcy's car drove away, she slumped down by the tree, completely disoriented.

Undeniably, the month-long tension, resentment, and annoyance Meizhu had felt had all vanished. Even now, a slight tingling and warmth lingered in her lower abdomen. Lost in thought, Meizhu unexpectedly burst into tears again, feeling terribly sorry for Hua Ge and both sets of parents. Why was she like this? Could she not escape Darcy's temptation? Was Darcy truly a devil?

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