If Heaven Has Feelings - Chapter 18

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After Bai Liyuan and I were reunited, we lived together for a week. I gradually figured out her daily routine. She was actually a very simple woman. She spent most of her time at home, taking care of my diet and clothing, and taking me to Professor Jiang Hua for treatment. I summarized her schedule for the week: Monday: supermarket shopping, cleaning, and cooking new dishes for me to try; Tuesday: taking me to Jiang Hua for treatment and staying home with me to rest; Wednesday: having me accompany her shopping and eating out together; Thursday: taking me to Jiang Hua for treatment and staying home with me to rest; Friday: going to an internet cafe in the afternoon to check accounts and having business entertainment in the evening; Saturday: taking me to Jiang Hua for treatment and staying home with me to rest; Sunday: visiting two stores in the morning and occasionally having activities with female companions.
It's fair to say that, aside from going to the internet cafe to help with business, going out with friends, and attending business dinners, my mother never left my side. She was either busy experimenting with various recipes to fill my stomach or dragging me along to do all sorts of cleaning activities. Although with her current financial situation, she could easily hire someone else to do these things, she still did them herself tirelessly and with great enthusiasm. This is consistent with my memory of her. No matter what kind of house we lived in or what kind of environment we were in, my mother could always keep the surroundings clean and tidy, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling as soon as they returned home.
However, there has been little progress in my memory recovery. Although I underwent preliminary treatment according to Professor Jiang Hua's method, the results were minimal. According to Jiang Hua's explanation, the preliminary treatment was just simple rehabilitation. The most important thing now is to start the second stage of scene reenactment as soon as possible. Only this method can have a miraculous effect. However, he seems to have forgotten that he said that this treatment method, which is still in the experimental stage, may also have adverse reactions.
However, according to Professor Jiang Hua, to initiate a scene reenactment, essential items that existed in the scene or descriptions of the scene are indispensable. Without sufficient props, it is difficult to fully recreate the scene, and thus the effect of stimulating memory cannot be achieved. Therefore, he always instructed me to search for possible props, collect them, and then hand them over to him to set up the scene reenactment.
This Saturday, after my mother and I returned from Professor Jiang Hua's place, as we were passing through a residential area, I suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked her to stop the car. My mother stopped and looked at me with some confusion. I told her that I had borrowed something from someone and needed to return it. I said that I was just passing by and would stop here for a bit, and that she didn't need to wait for me, as it wasn't far from home and I knew how to walk back. My mother had no choice but to agree and told me to come back early for dinner before driving away.
I watched the white BMW disappear from sight, then turned and walked into the "Wenjingyuan" residential complex. It looked like it had been built for a few years, but the buildings were spaced far apart, and the landscaping was excellent. It had gardens, walkways, rockeries, and fountains—it was a fairly upscale complex. There were four buildings with ochre-colored stone facades, all around 13 or 14 stories high. I found Building 1. There were no security measures at the entrance, so I took the elevator directly to Unit 108.
I rang the doorbell, and after a while, the security door opened, revealing Cheng Xu's round, large head. He wasn't shy around me; he put a finger to his mouth and shushed me, then looked inside somewhat flusteredly and said in a high-pitched voice, "Why are you only coming today? Didn't I tell you not to come to my house on weekends?"
"My mom is resting at home today, don't disturb her."
I shrugged and said, "I just happened to be passing by today and remembered that you still have something with me, so I brought it over to you."
"Alright, I've returned your things to you. I'm leaving now."
As I spoke, I shoved the memory card into Cheng Xu's hand. Of course, I had already deleted the videos from the internet cafe that day.
"Wait, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Seeing that I was about to leave, Cheng Xu called me back.
"I've already returned your things, why would I stay here?"
I don't want to cause trouble; my mother is waiting for me at home.
Cheng Xu's big, dark eyes darted around, but instead of answering my question directly, he countered with, "You seemed really interested in that pretty auntie at the internet cafe the other day, and you even snatched my phone's memory card. Do you have something going on with her?"
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't, it's none of your business."
I'm getting a little impatient; this kid is really making a fuss.
"Oh, so you're not really interested in that beautiful auntie?"
Cheng Xu seemed a little disappointed, and I didn't show the enthusiasm he expected.
"What is it? What else do you know?"
His words put me on high alert. I reached out and grabbed Cheng Xu's shirt, my eyes flashing coldly.
"Don't get excited, he's tall, fierce, and handsome. Don't get excited, he's tall, fierce, and handsome."
Cheng Xu quickly grabbed my wrist to prevent me from lifting him up.
"What did you call me?"
His shouting made me frown.
"Tall, fierce, and handsome. You're tall and handsome, but you don't look like you're rich. However, you were ruthless and quick when you hit someone that day, so I gave you a nickname. It's quite fitting, isn't it?"
Cheng Xu looked smug, but what he said made me both laugh and cry.
"My surname is Gao, so don't call me by that nickname anymore."
I glared at him.
"They're all called 'tall,' what's the difference?" Cheng Xu kept muttering to himself.
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Tell me what you meant by what you said earlier," I interrupted his self-praise.
"Then you have to tell me first, what's your relationship with that beautiful auntie?"
This guy even made demands of me.
"I can't tell you the specifics, but she's a very important person to me."
I said it casually.
"Someone important? She looks much older than you; she couldn't possibly be your wife."
Cheng Xu seemed to have found something in my words and began to mutter to himself.
"If she's your mother, then you seem a bit too old. She's probably your older sister or aunt."
"Alright, stop guessing and just tell me about her."
I had to interrupt his reasoning process, otherwise he would have gone on for ages.
"Yesterday afternoon after school, I went to play soccer with some classmates at the No. 2 Middle School's soccer field. Do you know where No. 2 Middle School is?"
Seeing that I shook my head, Cheng Xu seemed quite satisfied with the effect. He continued, "The No. 2 Middle School is near the Emperor Villa. The Emperor Villa is the city's premier golf and hot spring villa. Only the super-rich can afford to stay there. Our district is just across the river from that villa. It takes an hour by bus after passing through the tunnel."
"We played at No. 2 Middle School for about two hours, and then went to a nearby KFC to eat burgers and spicy wings—because my mom was working overtime yesterday and didn't have time to go home to cook, so she told me to eat out."
"After finishing my meal, I walked towards the bus stop by myself. I happened to pass by the main gate of Dihao Villa. There were quite a few cars at the gate at this time of night, mostly luxury cars like Porsches and Ferraris."
"As I walked along, I noticed a black, extended Mercedes S500 parked at the entrance. It seemed the owner of the Lamborghini in front of it had run to the security guard to say something, blocking the entrance, so the S500 couldn't move. I happened to be standing behind the S500, and through the rolled-down window, I could see two people sitting inside, a man and a woman."
「那个女的坐在靠近我这边的位子，她穿着件白色圆领连衣裙，外面披个黑色小外套，那连衣裙看起来很短，她白白的大腿都露在外面，长长的卷发披在脑后，对了她脖子上还系着根珍珠项链，由于她的头都是侧着靠在旁边开车那个男的肩膀上，所以我看不见她的样子，不过我当时想这肯定是个美女，不过不知道她是旁边这个男人的老婆还是小三，因为她旁边的那个男人看起来已经有六十多岁的样子。」
说到这里，程旭又停顿了下，好像在判断是否适合继续讲下去。
「继续说，别停。」
我口中简短的迸出几个字。白色圆领连衣裙，黑色小外套，珍珠项链，我记得昨天下午白莉媛出门的时候便是这身打扮，她不是说跟几个女伴一起吃饭吗，怎么会坐在一个男人的车里。
「好好，我说了，等下你可不要激动啊。」
程旭想了想说。
「我正想走开，这时山庄里面开出一辆车子，那车灯亮的晃眼，我正要拿手去挡一挡，刚好看到s500的后视镜里，那车灯刚好打在那个女人脸上，把她照得一清二楚，我当场就惊呆了，这不就是上次网吧里那个美人阿姨吗？」
「你确定是她，没有看错人吗？」
我沉声问道，手里使了点劲，程旭的双脚顿时一半离地了。
「放手，快放手，衣服弄破了我会给老妈骂的。」
程旭有点急着掰着我的手腕，我松了松手，让他重新站稳。
「我就说你不要急嘛，没错，我那时候认真看了三遍，那眉毛，那鼻子，那嘴巴，就是上次看到的那个美人。」
程旭并未因为我的态度而有所变化，他语气里有点兴奋，但是接下来他说的话却让我心情降到了谷底。
「她当时闭着眼睛，头侧着靠在那个男人肩上，另一只手还挽着男人的胳膊，脸上的那种表情很奇怪，不是高兴也不是悲伤，就像…就像…」
程旭好像一时找不到形容词一般，卡壳了半天，才接了下去。
「就像我妈当年在结婚照上，抓着我爸的手时候的表情一般。」
程旭的话让我心凉了半截，妈妈不但跟一个六十多岁的老男人私会，而且好像还是自愿并且很享受跟他在一起的模样，这是为什么呢？
「她一起的那个男的长什么样子，有什么特征吗？」
我这个时候已经完全松开了程旭，另一只手却把防盗铁门抓得紧紧的。
「额，我那个时候光顾看美人阿姨了，没怎么注意去看男的，不过那个男的头发已经白了一大半，脸上好像戴个眼镜，穿件棕色的西装，肩膀宽宽的，好像挺结实的样子。」
「没一会，那辆兰博基尼动了，s400的车窗也摇了上去，很快就开进山庄里面，这就是我那天晚上看到的，要不是你把我手机内存卡抢走了，我还可以拍几张照片给你瞧瞧。」
程旭说完，还有些意犹未尽的嘟囔着。
我们两个人此刻都陷入沉默，程旭是已经把话说完了，我却是无心说话，这时屋内传来拖鞋踩在地板上的声音，随之一个女人出现在程旭身后，她穿着一件藕色棉质睡裙，一双白生生的大腿露在外面，脸上贴着白白的面膜，看不清长相。
「小旭，你在跟谁说话啊，怎么隔着个门？」
这女人的声音听起来有点熟悉，她应该是程旭的妈妈。
「妈，你醒来了啊，我看你昨天好像很累的样子，所以就不想吵你，这是我朋友高大哥，我们在聊天呢。」
程旭看到母亲走了过来，急忙朝我挤眉弄眼的，好像是想让我配合他的说辞。
程旭妈妈边走边把脸上的面膜揭了下来，等她走到程旭背后，刚好跟我面对着面，我们俩视线相对，都呆住了。
「怎么是你？」
我们两个几乎异口同声说出这句话。
没想到程旭的妈妈，就是我上周在铁拐李家看到的那个女人，此刻她素面朝天，白净丰腴的脸上没有化妆，一对杏眼下眼圈有些深，顺滑的黑发绑在脑后，显然一副居家妇人的装扮，跟那个在铁拐李身上淫水四溅的荡妇相差极大。
「妈妈，你们原来认识？」
程旭看到我们的样子，有些疑惑的问。
我们双目相对呆了半天，还是她先露出恳求的神色，有些凄婉眼神里好像在求我，在她的儿子面前为她保持秘密，我心头一软，随口回答：「原来她是你妈妈，我前几天有去社区找你妈妈办事呢，没想到今天在这里碰到了。」
程旭对我的说辞毫不怀疑，的确以她妈妈的职业，我就是认识也很正常，程旭妈妈朝我轻轻点了点头，眼睛里透出出谢意。
看到程旭妈妈之后，我倒是不急着走了，嘴里说着：「程旭，我有点事想要跟你妈妈谈谈。」
脚下却自顾自的走了进去，程旭倒是没有怀疑什么，他估计巴不得跟我多聊一会。
程旭妈妈稍微迟疑了下，我已经走到她的面前，她的头差不多只到我的胸口位置，好像闻到我身上的男性气息似得，她的脸上稍稍多了两块红晕，好像想起什么似的，向后退了一步扭头说：「小旭，妈妈今天有点累，午饭你帮我去买下好吗？」
「我的包包里有钱，你自己去拿一下，不准拿太多哦。」
她又补充了一句，程旭很听话的去拿了二百块出门了，看样子这种事情他不是第一次做了。
等防盗门关上，程旭妈妈有些不知所措的站在原地，她看了看我说：「你…要不要喝茶，先坐一坐吧。」
我并没有坐客厅的沙发，而是就近在餐厅拉了一把椅子坐下来，这时候我才有闲暇观察这个屋子，三室一厅的格局，进门右手边就是餐厅连着厨房，左边隔着个玄关就是客厅，正面对着是三个房间，屋子里的装修有些时日了，可以看出屋主当年花了不少金钱和精力去装饰，但是明显现在已经很少去打理它们，家具上都积了一层灰土，显示出灰暗颓败的气息。
「你别紧张，我只是想问问你，你跟那个拐子的关系是怎么回事，怎么开始的？」
我看程旭妈妈有点手足无措的样子，让她坐下来说。
程旭妈妈这才放松的在我身边的椅子坐下，缓缓讲出她的故事。她姓钟，名小箐，今年已经四十岁了，丈夫在八年前已经去世，只有一个独生子程旭。
她原来是本地人，通过招工进了街道办工作，后来通过推选当上了社区主任，现在已经是第二个任期了，由于工作和个人原因，她一直没有再婚，独自把孩子养大。
四年前，她社区内原三港公司的家属楼赶上拆迁，铁拐李是重点的钉子户之一，当时街道下了死命令，每个干部都要包干一人，谁不能完成任务，就不用来上班了，铁拐李是当中最令人头疼的钉子户，不但性格乖张、脾气暴躁，而且身怀异力，动不动就会跟人起冲突，动手伤人的情况时有发生，街道里人人都视其为大麻烦，最后钟小箐躲不过，只好自己承担说服他的任务。
钟小箐没想到，原本自己认为只是比平时更困难的工作，居然成为她人生的转折点。铁拐李不仅像预料中的难缠，自己每天上门给他做思想工作，主动关心他的生活，一点都没有打动对方，反而引起了他对女性的觊觎。
终于，在一个下着瓢泼大雨的夜里，钟小箐上门劝说铁拐李离开已经被拆了一半的危房，或许是她淋湿的衣服激起了铁拐李的色欲，或许是铁拐李心存歹意已久，那个晚上她就在简陋的地面上，被铁拐李强行占有了。
事后，她曾经想要去报警，让司法机关惩治铁拐李，但是铁拐李威胁她，如果她胆敢对他不利，自己的独生子就会遭到报复，况且自己身为社区主任，被人奸污的事情暴露出去的话，以后让孩子在邻里间如何抬得起头，无奈之下，她只好忍气吞声，但铁拐李并未因此罢休，而是抓住她不敢声张的命门，不断的向她索求肉体，而她只能一一顺从。
自从钟小箐成为铁拐李的女人之后，铁拐李倒是不再带头闹事了，在领导和同事眼里，她是为单位立了一大功，也多次得到上级的表扬，这时她反倒是对铁拐李有些感动，在拆迁工作完成后，她主动帮铁拐李申请了廉租房和低保，还帮助他办起了修鞋摊子，本以为通过这些可以打动铁拐李，从此了结他们之间畸形的关系，但是事非所愿，铁拐李并不愿意放弃他们之间的肉体关系，反而变本加厉的要挟她，扬言要去上级部门揭发自己用身体争取钉子户的行为，她只好再次忍辱吞声，从此一步步的沉沦于铁拐李的胯下。
于此，我对钟小箐与铁拐李之间的纠葛已经有了基本的了解，不过这些并不是我关注的，我继续问她是否了解铁拐李要求她扮演的角色。
钟小箐说她并不是很清楚铁拐李的想法，只是有一次她穿着平常在家里家居服去铁拐李那儿，记得那天自己只是挽了个普普通通的发髻，但是铁拐李却显得极为兴奋，本来在那方面就很强的他，那天整整要了自己七次，只弄到两人筋疲力尽为止。
从那天开始，铁拐李好像对自己穿着和打扮有了特殊的兴趣，每次都要她穿上90年代流行的衣服，打扮成家庭主妇的样子，而且还不能穿自己以前的旧衣服，得穿上他指定的款式的衣服，包括那双金色凉拖和高跟红底鞋也是他给的。
而且，一旦看到自己按他的要求打扮好后，铁拐李就像变了一个人一样，原本对待自己还算客气的他，会变得十分暴虐专横起来，不仅命令自己像奴婢一样服侍他，而且还常用极端下流的语言辱骂自己，好像把自己当成另外一个人来折磨一样。
说到铁拐李的变态嗜好，钟小箐的脸上露出十分羞耻的神色，但是她微微翘起的唇角又好像陶醉在回忆中一般，并不是想她所说的那么深恶痛绝。
我继续问她，铁拐李把她当作什么人了。
钟小箐犹豫了一下，有些踌躇的说：「我只是按照他的命令去做，也不敢问他为什么，怕惹他生气。」
「不过，有几次喝醉酒后，他折磨我的时候嘴里会念着几个字，好像是」小莉「、」莉儿「之类的，事后我也不敢去问他。」
她又补充了几句，但是语气里有些意犹未尽的感觉，好像对铁拐李念念不忘的这个女人有些心存芥蒂。
我问她认识的人里有谁跟铁拐李所说的相似，她沉默了半天，最后摇了摇头。
虽然我心里还有疑问，但是从钟小箐口中也问不出什么来了，她只不过是一个单亲母亲，被铁拐李用卑劣的手段征服之后，出于多种因素不得不屈从于他，但是在这个过程中，她的肉体和心理也逐渐对铁拐李产生了依赖感，从而由身至心被铁拐李完全控制，并任由他淫虐取乐。
对于她的遭遇，我并不同情，铁拐李和她都是独身，他们爱怎么寻欢作乐是他们的事，与我无关，只是有些怜悯程旭，他知道自己母亲不为人知的一面吗？
他知道母亲的残疾人情夫吗？他又应该如何去面对这个事实？
我正要起身离开，在玄关处看到柜子上摆了个相框，相框里是张三人的合影照，照片中右侧的钟小箐穿着白色碎花连衣裙，清爽干练的齐肩短发，脸上洋溢着幸福的笑容，她头部向左侧稍微倾斜，左边是一个年纪30岁左右的男人，发型是10年前流行的款式，浓眉大眼，鼻梁高挺，双唇厚实，看上去五官几分程旭的样子，应该说程旭的轮廓很像他，从他与钟小箐的头部水平线看，他应该比钟小箐高很多，他们中间是一个2 岁左右的小男孩，身上的衣服好像是商店里成套的童装，样子就是个缩小版的程旭，这应该是他们一家三口的合影。
不知怎地，我对照片上的男子有些莫名的熟悉感，好像在某一处见过似的，但穷尽我那残缺的记忆库也找不到这个人，这个男的看上去也不是很英俊，但是很稳重很有安全感，应该是女人都很乐意亲近的类型，可是我总觉得他那似笑非笑的嘴角透露着一股邪气，让我从内心里有些反感，而我越看到这个人，这种反感之意就越重。
「这个男的，就是你去世的老公吗？」
我拿起相框指给钟小箐看。
钟小箐看着照片里的男人，流露出一种类似热恋中女性的表情，她又扭头仔细看了我半天，我发觉她眼中闪过一丝恐惧的神色，反复将我和照片看了好几遍，有些犹豫的回答：「是他，他已经死了八年了，你还找他干什么？」
她的话有些答非所问，不过我并没有深究，我只是点了点头说：「没什么，但是你如果在乎你儿子的感受，希望他能够健康的成长，迟早必须了结跟铁拐李的那种事，每一个孩子都需要正常的家庭。」
我的话好像刺中了她内心中最敏感的一部分，她有些慌乱的扑倒跪在我的身前，双手抓住我的裤管，脸上神色凄婉的哀求我：「不，不要让小旭知道这件事，求求你了，绕过我们一家吧。」
对于她的话我有些疑惑，我只是暗示她关于铁拐李的事情会伤害到她儿子，为什么她会如此慌张，我按捺不动，暂且观察她的反应。
「放过小旭吧，所有的一切都让我来承担，只要你乐意，怎么惩罚我都没有关系。」
钟小箐见我丝毫不动，情绪更为激动，紧紧抱住我的双腿，苦苦哀求，连自己的脸贴在我的腿上都没发现，薄薄的睡衣下两只丰硕的奶子都贴到我的腿上，她白嫩的脸颊在摆动中好几次碰着我的下体，那柔软滑腻的感觉让我下身一热，裤子的裆部高高顶起了一块。
钟小箐好像感受到我下身的变化，有些害羞的移开了脸颊，但旋后很快便想到什么似得，脸上瞬间由恐惧转为惊讶，并变得有些娇羞起来，她整齐的白牙咬着下唇，好像要把原本已经很红的嘴唇咬出血似的，眼神也变得有些迷蒙。
我只感到两只柔软的手按住了我的裆部，很快拉链就被她们解开，一阵冰凉柔腻的触感之后，她双手抓住我的阴茎，将它从内裤中解放了出来，由于我的阴茎正处于昂扬的状态，脱出内裤的瞬间「啪」一声打在了她的脸上，白皙的脸颊顿时多了一道红痕，钟小箐好像被我阴茎的长度和壮硕程度下吓了一跳，但随之脸上却浮现出贪婪的神色，爱不释手的抓住不放，很温柔的抚摸套动着，还时不时用她的脸颊去磨蹭着阴茎的顶部，我的阴茎已经在她的刺激下完全勃起了，粗壮的茎身一根根青筋暴露着，暗红色的龟头已经暴露在外面，随着她小手的摆动渐渐浮起一层透明的粘液。
「小高，你的……好大好长啊，是不是很久没有释放了，让小箐帮你舒服出来好吗？」
钟小箐的声音变得又娇又媚，这种声音我在铁拐李家听过，那是她被人操得高潮迭起的时候的声音。
这个女人的转变也太快了，前一分钟还像个疼爱儿子的母亲，转瞬间就成个了急不可耐的荡妇，她看着我阴茎的眼神就像在海上漂流了几个月的幸存者看到食物一般，一边套弄着一边还伸出鲜红的舌头舔着我龟头上的分泌物，下身传来的快感让我不由得激动起来，一只手按在她的头发上，向前稍稍用力。
钟小箐很有默契的向前一凑，那鲜红的小嘴张合间，已经将我的阴茎纳入口中，她款摆着头部，眼神迷茫的看着我，嘴里慢慢的向前移动，我只觉得自己的阴茎被一个温热潮湿的洞穴包裹住，还有一层些粗糙的肉条摩擦着茎身，随着她的小嘴的不断长大消失在那张鲜红的洞口中，但即便是她将小嘴张到了极限，我的茎身还留了一只手的长度拉在外头，而她也不敢继续尝试吞入，开始摇动着头吸允起来。
钟小箐的动作纯熟老到，每一次当我阴茎顶在她喉咙的极限处时，她都会用自己的一只手抓住我的茎身，防止我过分的插入，而我却顾不得这些，这个女人全身已经被铁拐李调教得烂熟了，对于性和男人的生殖器来说，是她肉体不可抗拒的一部分，所以我毫不怜惜的抓着她的头部，把她的小嘴当作一个容器一般，主导着她为自己口交。
Zhong Xiaoqing, kneeling between my legs, had neat, black hair and a still charming oval face. The submissive expression on her face was extremely tempting for me to humiliate her. At this moment, she was kneeling between my legs, her head was being shaken by me like a rattle drum, but her eyes were incredibly charming. Her other hand even lifted her nightgown and took the initiative to caress her plump, white breasts wearing a lace bra.
My vision blurred, as if the woman kneeling at my feet was no longer Zhong Xiaoqing, but the elegant and beautiful Bai Liyuan. Hadn't she also once knelt like this on the floor of an internet cafe bathroom, swaying her head as she performed oral sex on a few thugs? Hadn't she also, on some night, in some luxurious neighborhood, performed oral sex on an older man in a gray suit? In all these years of my confusion, how many men had she been with, and did she perform oral sex on them all? Was she, like this Zhong Xiaoqing, so lewd that she forgot everything at the sight of a man's penis, shamelessly serving them?
I used even more force in my hands, and my lower body began to thrust as if I were having sex, using Zhong Xiaoqing's mouth as a female organ for penetration. My violent thrusts made my penis penetrate several inches deeper. With each deep thrust, a large bulge would appear on the corresponding spot on her cheek. Her eyes were moist as if they were about to overflow, and her whole face under my crotch became extremely lewd and despicable, yet filled with an intoxicated expression, as if she was enjoying being abused by me.
We maintained this position for about fifteen minutes when the doorbell suddenly rang, and Cheng Xu's voice came from the doorway: "Mom, open the door, I forgot my keys."
Hearing her son's voice, Zhong Xiaoqing seemed to wake from a dream, shaking her head and trying to pull away from between my legs. But how could I let her escape at this moment? I held her head firmly with one hand and cupped her face with the other, while my lower body began to move rapidly like a pump. Zhong Xiaoqing struggled a few times, but seeing that she couldn't escape my control, she simply closed her eyes and let me thrust. I imagined Bai Liyuan between my legs and thrust into her wet mouth about twenty times. Then, I relaxed my buttocks and ejaculated all the semen I had been holding back into Zhong Xiaoqing's mouth.
After my penis had completely ejaculated and softened, Zhong Xiaoqing carefully withdrew it, meticulously put it back in my underwear, and zipped it up. Only then did she stand up, tidy her clothes, straighten her hair which I had messed up, and go to open the door.
Cheng Xu walked in carrying two lunch bags, looked at us suspiciously, and said, "Mom, what were you doing just now? Why didn't you hear me calling you?"
"Xiao Xu, Mom was on the balcony teaching Uncle how to process the documents, so she didn't hear you."
Zhong Xiaoqing quickly made up a cover story before I could get away. At this moment, she suddenly became shrewd and quick-witted. However, from the moment I entered the room, she had no chance to leave. Where did the semen I ejaculated in her mouth go? Could it have been sitting in her mouth the whole time?
"Oh, that explains why you couldn't hear me. Oh, right, Mom, I have seventy yuan left after I bought everything. Here you go."
Cheng Xu did not doubt his mother's pretense. He placed the lunchbox on the table, took out seventy yuan, and put it in Zhong Xiaoqing's hand.
He handed over the money but stopped in his tracks, sniffing as if he'd smelled something, and asked, "Mom, why does the house smell weird? What were you eating?"
A moment of panic flashed across Zhong Xiaoqing's face, but she quickly concealed it, pretending to sniff around and looking left and right, saying, "Silly child, it's because you haven't thrown away last week's trash bag yet. Didn't you even remember to throw it away when you went out?"
Seeing Cheng Xu scratching his head somewhat embarrassedly, Zhong Xiaoqing quickly glanced at me. I understood what she meant, and took my leave: "Director Zhong, I'm entrusting that matter to you. As long as you handle it well for me, I won't talk about it outside."
Zhong Xiaoqing naturally understood what I was talking about. She seemed very happy about my promise to keep it a secret, her face beaming like a blooming flower. As she saw me out of the room, she said, "No problem, I can help you with anything you need, Xiao Gao. Come visit me anytime."
Her words seemed to have a double meaning, but I didn't have time to ponder their implications. I declined her offer to see me off and quickly went downstairs to head back. Bai Liyuan was still waiting for me at home. How should I face her?

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