Cheating Class Reunion

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Li Zhiyi sat naked in front of the dressing table, picked up the cosmetics on display, and began
applying .

She first applied a skin-toned foundation, making her oval face and bronze skin complement each other
naturally giving her a captivating and alluring look. Her eyes appeared even more bright and charming; a touch of pinkish-orange blush on her cheeks added
dimension to her features; and a layer of translucent lip gloss over her cranberry-red lipstick made her sexy, soft lips
look like a delicious jelly, tempting one to lean in and taste its smooth, fresh flavor.

The young woman, with her arms wrapped in a tight, flowing skirt, gracefully and carefully slipped on the dress.

The designer dress featured a high-necked, off-the-shoulder design with a hidden hook at the back of the neck, allowing for
easy two-centimeter
slit running from the neck to the lower back, allowing for free movement and a more intimate look. The dress accentuated her shoulders, collarbones, and shapely arms, making her appear even more alluring. After

putting on the platinum earrings that reached her shoulders
, Li Zhiyi took out a similar platinum necklace that reached her chest and put it on as well.

Having finished arranging everything, Li Zhiyi stood in front of the others, casually leaving a note in the living room. Then, she picked up her small purse, went out, hailed a taxi downstairs, and headed to the meeting place

for classmates' reunion.

He quickly walked up to her, a delighted smile on his face, and said, "Wow! Zhiyi, I didn't expect you to become even more
beautiful after getting married."
The car windows were covered with dark heat-insulating film, but the light from the rear headlights shone obliquely in from behind, making her feel slightly irritated.
Li Zhiyi then took the girl's hand, a happy smile on her face, and said, "It's alright! You
actually look younger than when you were in college. By the way, are you getting married?"

(Hehe, I'm not as lucky as you. You married a good husband not long after graduation and became a stay-at-home
mom. Since we've been friends for so long, could you introduce me to a nice guy sometime?)

Hearing this, Li Zhiyi's smile froze instantly (for a second). But she quickly put on a fake
smile again and casually replied, (No problem! If I know any successful, single, handsome guys, I'll introduce you to
them! Um, I'll go catch up with some other classmates first, and we can talk more later.)

(Okay, see you later.) Ya Hou, temporarily acting as the greeter, lightly shook Zhiyi's hand for less than three seconds
before turning away to call for the other classmates.

The young woman seemed indifferent to her classmates' seemingly perfunctory behavior. After a casual
greeting headed straight for the private room where the classmates were gathering. Back in university, 　Li Zhiyi

was the undisputed beauty of her class, and naturally, love letters from admirers
often piled up on her desk. 　　However, not long after graduation, news suddenly broke that she was getting married, causing many suitors to feel a sense of panic and loss. 　　Her former male classmates, seeing this beautiful married woman again today, felt a different kind of emotion. 　　After marriage, she lost her youthful naiveté but gained a captivating charm, leaving with a sense of regret and wistfulness. 　　Moreover, when they saw Li Zhiyi's half-naked, deep cleavage and the two clearly visible , endless fantasies and longings immediately surfaced in their minds. 　　(Hey? Look, Li seems to be braless!) 　　(Wow… really! It's unbelievable, she looked so innocent in school, but after marriage she's become so caught in a dilemma. And this problem became the main cause of their later arguments. A flirtatious woman. Hmm, a woman of marriageable age is definitely different…) These thoughts echoed in the quiet living room. 　Whispering secrets reached her ears. Li Zhiyi outwardly feigned nonchalance, but inwardly she felt a strange shyness and indescribable joy. She 　　couldn't recall when it all began—perhaps it was on her wedding day? 　　She vaguely remembered wearing a low-cut, backless white dress, walking into the hall arm-in-arm with her father, seeing the surprised and envious looks of her relatives and friends through her lace veil, and hearing words like, "The little girl 　has finally grown up ..." For some reason, a mysterious feeling welled up inside her—a desire to expose her body to strangers. Li Zhiyi also asked her to retrieve her personal belongings when she had some free time. 　　Afterwards, whenever she and her husband made love, she couldn't help but think back to their wedding night! 　　She remembered that night, amidst the jeers of the crowd, the couple had to squeeze under a thin blanket, taking off their clothes one by one and throwing them away until they had no clothes left to cover themselves. 　　She thought the wedding night pranks would end there, but she never expected suddenly pull back the blanket when she wasn't looking, and at the same time, she heard the clicking of camera shutters, causing her to scream at the top of her lungs. It's possible that it had already... Her image was posted on various pornographic websites, becoming the object of fantasies for thousands of strangers. Her erect nipples, engorged with blood, soothed her restless emotions. 　　Fortunately, the unusually chaotic wedding night ended with her husband's loyal protection of her, finally giving the newlyweds some peace and quiet. 　　When a woman is terrified, what she needs most is a man's comfort and care, and Li Zhiyi's husband truly played this role perfectly. 　　Under her husband's gentle comforting words, Li Zhiyi gradually calmed her panicked emotions, finally wholeheartedly accepting the man on top of her, and that very night, she became his real wife. 　Although her lower body was tinged with pain and sorrow, her heart was filled with immense joy.

And after becoming a true woman, her mindset underwent a change. She began to
dress appropriately, exuding the charm of a mature woman, and her clothing became increasingly revealing and daring; even
when she walked down the street in revealing clothes, she no longer avoided strangers who passed by casting fiery,
ambiguous glances at her…

(Hi! Zhiyi, long time no see! How are you?) A magnetic and familiar deep voice
suddenly interrupted her chaotic thoughts. She turned around and found that a young man

in a sharp designer suit was standing next to her. After staring at him for a while 　　, she realized that he was Yang Yongjing, her classmate who had pursued her when she was a freshman in college . 　　(Yes, long time no see. By the way, what are you doing now?) Li Zhiyi greeted him casually out of politeness . 　　(Oh, I work at my dad's company. And you? I heard you're married now?) You always wear t-shirts and jeans, but the last time at the class reunion, and today when I saw you dressed so sexily... 　　(Yeah, I've been married for almost two years, and now I'm a housewife. Hehehe, when are you planning to invite me to your wedding?) We're all tied together, so you're still dressed like a young woman today. At this point, the young man intentionally raised his little finger... 　　(Pfft!) Hearing his words, Li Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh: (Really? You're so , yet you still don't have a girlfriend? I think your standards are too high. Hmm... if you really want a girlfriend, I'll introduce you to some nice girls another day.) 　　Hearing this, Yang Yongjing immediately smiled happily and said: (Really? Hmm... I think a beautiful woman's girlfriend should be quite nice... then it's settled!) 　　Just as he finished speaking, his eyes inadvertently swept to the restaurant entrance, and he suddenly let out an exaggerated shout: (Ah! Ah Qiang is finally here! Um, sorry, I'll go find him first, we can chat properly later... 　) 　　When the class reunion ended, Li Zhiyi stepped onto the empty steps, her voice trembling with the haze. "The noodles taste good, do you want me to order some for you?" she asked. The 　　young man, regaining his senses, shifted slightly backward, asking instead of answering: "(Oh, Zhiyi, do you want me to take you home?) A prostitute soliciting customers, don't you find it embarrassing? And what's with the makeup on your face? It looks like a ghost! Even if you want to go to ..." 　　(Oh, no need to trouble yourself, I'll take a taxi.) 　　Li Zhiyi sized him up with hazy, drunken eyes for a while, slowly exhaling the smell of alcohol, and said: "(Hmm, if it's not good... 　　) (But I saw you seemed to have drunk a lot earlier, and it's so late now, I'll take you home!") 　　(Zhiyi, your figure is amazing... especially your full and firm breasts, so smooth and elastic. If you don't mind the trouble, I'll let you be my protector!) 　　(Hehehe, not at all! It's my honor to help the class beauty...hehe. Then you 　　(Hehe...it's still early! I think it's probably the matchmaker's red thread that hasn't helped me and my destined girl yet . Wait here for a moment, I'll drive the car over.) 　　Originally, Li Zhiyi thought that a young man like Yang Yongjing, who had just entered society, even if he had been promoted to a certain position , she simply couldn't trust the person sitting in the car—it was him !) In the end, Li Zhiyi (almost clenched her fists and shouted at her husband with all her might. 　　Rubbing her blurry, drunken eyes, after confirming that she had mistaken him for someone else, Li Zhiyi happily got into the luxury sports car and enjoyed the thrill of speeding through the streets of Taipei. 　　(Yongjing, did you buy this car?) Li Zhiyi asked curiously. 　　The man, looking at the car ahead, replied, (Yes! I just bought it last month.) 　　Hearing this, Li Zhiyi's eyes immediately lit up with a strange expression: (Wow! I didn't expect you to be young and already able to afford such a nice car… Hmm, I admire you so much!) 　　Yang Yongjing shrugged and casually said, (It's nothing, I just made some money playing futures recently, so I had some money to pay the down payment, but I still have to pay the loan every month!) 　　(Can your salary cover it?) 　　(Well, it's alright… and my dad said that when his subsidiary goes public, he'll hand it over to me to manage 　. So, I'll have to pay the loan every month.) After that. However, her eye-opening gaze was fleeting—she was very clear about her current status. 　　The open-top car sped along the deserted streets, and with the night breeze, the faint scent of perfume and hair wafted into the man's nostrils, instantly stirring ripples of excitement in his calm heart. 　　Especially when he glanced at Li Zhiyi's exposed chest and inadvertently the primal desire hidden within him was ignited. 　　(Ah, such a beautiful woman...) Yang Yongjing thought. Just 　　as he was stealing glances at the beautiful wife beside him, harboring fantasies, a wicked thought suddenly flashed , and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly. 　　(Yongjing, what's wrong? Why are you smiling so happily?) 　　(Oh, nothing... I just suddenly remembered that I'll be getting another sum of money tomorrow...) Yang Yongjing quickly changed the subject: (By the way, are you almost home?) 　　Li Zhiyi looked ahead and said: (Yes, you can park the car at the cafeteria up ahead, I'll walk in myself .) 　　As the convertible gradually stopped at the cafeteria, the woman inside immediately gave a polite smile: (Yongjing, thank you for the ride. Let's keep in touch! Bye-bye.) His gaze couldn't leave the young woman. 　　(Yes, see you another day.) Yang Yongjing returned the smile with a friendly one. 　　Until her figure disappeared into the darkness, his smile quickly turned into a strange, cold laugh. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(II) 　　After Yang Yongjing bid farewell at the street corner, Li Zhiyi, reeking of alcohol, had just entered the house when she was immediately struck by a powerful, throbbing motion between her legs, as she released her pent-up lust and roared: (Damn it! You're my wife! I'm going to...)

A strong smell of alcohol. Following the scent, she glanced into the living room and saw her husband sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, with
ten empty tables in front of him.
Sensing the suppressed tension, Li Zhiyi glanced at her husband, then immediately lowered her head and headed towards the bathroom.

Without giving his wife a chance to speak, the man pointed at her, gesturing and cursing: "(Look at you, dressed like you're standing on the street
looking for a man. You didn't need to dress like that!)"

Hearing her husband's vicious words, Li Zhiyi, emboldened by the alcohol, retorted
defiantly : "

(Why are you shouting so loudly! Didn't I tell you I was going to a class reunion? Besides,
what's wrong with what I'm dressed like? Did you expect me to wear a t-shirt and jeans? That would be so embarrassing! And I'm doing this
to make a good impression on your classmates. Otherwise, who do you think I'm dressing up for?)"

(What, you're upset just because I said a few words to you! Don't forget, you're my wife, Wang Zhiwei's wife!
Everything you wear and use, isn't it all paid for with my money? Hmph... Maybe you're just using the class reunion as a
pretext to seduce some rich guy?)
(Wang Zhiwei! Watch your mouth! If you keep twisting my words and slandering me... I won't listen to you anymore.

) Before she could finish speaking, a crisp slap echoed through the large living room.

The man, with a ferocious and hateful expression, grabbed Li Zhiyi's delicate arm and said: (You
ungrateful slut! Today I'll show you the proper attitude a wife should have towards her husband!)

When Li Zhiyi finally came to her senses, she realized that her husband had roughly pushed her onto the sofa,
and the hem of her Lycra elastic skirt suddenly rode up, revealing her exposed private parts.

(Seriously! You shameless slut, you went out without underwear! You...you're even more despicable than a prostitute! Since
you enjoy dressing like a prostitute to attract men, then from now on, don't wear anything at all when you go out!)
Realizing her husband's ulterior motives, Li Zhiyi frantically pulled her skirt down, screaming: (Ah!
What ? Stop it!)

Wang Zhiwei ignored his wife's horrified and flustered expression, and with a fierce snort of alcohol, he said: (You
ask me what I'm doing? Humph! I'm going to get you pregnant! Hurry up and spread your legs!)

(What did you say! Didn't we agree not to have children after marriage? You...ah! I don't want to!)

With one hand, he swiftly removed his own underwear, revealing his erect but short penis.
Then .

(Ah! It hurts! Pull it out!) Li Zhiyi
cried .

This wasn't the first
time . To defend her dignity, she twisted her body with all her might, trying to stop her husband's near-rape
-like brutality. Unfortunately, being physically and physically inferior, her struggles only resulted in her husband
intensifying his beatings.

Her car was only of a certain class, at most a cheap domestic car. But when an imported silver convertible appeared before her, immediately
, (slap! slap!) the crisp sound of slaps echoed in the large living room; and the cruel and vicious
Li Zhiyi , under the influence of her husband... Under the merciless beating, clear, burning handprints quickly appeared on her beautiful face. Instantly,
tears of humiliation streamed down her face like a burst faucet, overflowing from her large, captivating eyes.
Wang Zhiwei, who had already lost his mind, was now a crazed beast, his lower body thrusting rapidly towards his wife's
grandmother. "Unlike me, I'm already twenty-six, and I still haven't found a good man to entrust my life to." "Hmm…
does Heaven need your permission to sleep with me? Damn it! You ungrateful slut!"
Upon

hearing this, Li Zhiyi felt deeply humiliated, and immediately
felt like ! She even thought that she had become this man's worthless prostitute. (Waaah...waaah...I said no, why are you still forcing me? You used to care about my
feelings , but now...) At this point, Li Zhiyi suddenly recalled the sweet life they shared during their honeymoon.

Back then, when Wang Zhiwei came home from work, he would not only help with housework, but he would even
massage his tired wife's body before bed; and whenever he had time off, he would take her outdoors for a walk... At that time,
Wang Zhiwei's gentle and considerate manner was truly a model for husbands and lovers.

Because of her husband's almost doting care, Li Zhiyi became so immersed in the sweetness of her marriage that she forgot about
being a good person. A wife's duty is to bear a child for her husband, continuing the Wang family line.

The newlyweds were enjoying their honeymoon, and Li Zhiyi's in-laws didn't say anything; but a year into the marriage, her belly remained
flat like that of an unmarried girl. This began to worry the Wang family elders, who had always longed for a grandchild.

She remembered one time when she and her husband returned to their hometown to visit her in-laws. After dinner,
while the family was watching TV and chatting in the living room, Li Zhiyi's mother-in-law suddenly asked: "Zhiyi, when are you going to have a grandson for me to hold?
Huan, I know you two are very loving, but don't you think a woman needs to have a child to
truly be considered a complete woman?"

(Mom, it's not that we don't want to have a child, but the cost of living in Taipei is too high. We're afraid we won't be able to
support him after we have him, so…) Zhiwei, whose mindset hadn't changed yet, spoke up to help her solve this problem.

Unexpectedly, his mother's face darkened upon hearing this, and she said, (What did you say! Back when your
father got married, we were also struggling financially, but we still raised you two siblings to adulthood! Besides,
your sister married into a family in Taipei and had three children, and I never heard her
complain . Zhiwei, you're the only son in the Wang family; the Wang family line will continue on your shoulders…)

(That's right, even if you don't think about the Wang family, you should at least think about your old age!) Zhiwei
's father immediately agreed. 　　Li Zhiyi turned her head to the side, closed her eyes, and recalled various moments from the past

when a loud shout suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

(That's because you were born lewd!)

The drunken Li Zhiyi, reeking of alcohol, slid down beside her and roared, "You shameless woman! I just wanted a
child to put my parents at ease, but not only did you refuse, you even dared to raise your voice at me! Humph! Do you think I married
you just to be a decorative vase at home?" Before
the words were even out of her mouth, Li Zhiyi's beautiful face was slapped again by her wicked husband!

The wife, filled with grievances and with nowhere to vent, felt utterly hopeless and heartbroken at this moment! She had previously thought herself lucky

(Waaah… What am I going to do now? Do I really have to live like this for the rest of my life? No, I don't want to! I've decided to
take revenge! Since you've always suspected me of having affairs, then I'll really go find a boyfriend outside and make you
wear big green hat!).

Thinking this, Li Zhiyi couldn't help but glance sideways at the man on top of her, but he was currently
with his eyes closed , thrusting into her tight passage, completely unaware of the cold glint in his wife's eyes.

When Li Zhiyi, feeling like she was being "suppressed by a ghost," indifferently allowed her wicked husband to press down on her and indulge his lust
, Wang Zhiwei, who usually only used the "old man pushing the cart" position to thrust all the way to the end, suddenly turned his wife over and, in
the humiliating position of "doggy style" (rear-back position), thrust into her again from behind!

Nearly two years into their marriage, Wang Zhiwei tried a different sexual position for the first time.

To quickly end this humiliating nightmare, Zhiyi had to feign moans and sway her hips,
singing a tender and moving song to create a romantic atmosphere for the diners. Her
shapely buttocks arched back in response.
(Oh, husband…too…too deep…how are you…oh…so amazing today! I…
I can’t take it anymore…ah…I’m coming…)

His wife’s sweet, wanton moans, combined with the stimulation of multiple senses, made him thrust less than five
times into Zhiyi’s tight passage. He then let out a satisfied growl and released all the essence he had stored within him into the depths of his wife’s vagina. (Oh, husband…too…too deep…how are you…oh…so amazing today! I…I can’t take it
anymore…ah…
I’m coming …)

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Having been brutally violated by her husband, she had only one thought in her mind: (The nightmare is finally over.)

The man on Li Zhiyi's back, after catching his breath, slowly withdrew his now-soft penis, naked
from the waist down, and, still slightly drunk, returned to the bedroom, completely ignoring his wife who was lying on the sofa, her shoulders
trembling .

He gave a forced smile and said, (By the way, didn't you say you had something to return to me? After all, it's some valuable item...)

Until she heard the door slam shut, Li Zhiyi's silent sobs quickly turned into low weeping, almost imperceptible

(woo...woo...) as if releasing the pent-up grievances she had long suppressed. Tears of grievance and helplessness
streamed down her face, flowing continuously for a long time.

(Wang Zhiwei, you just wait... One day I'll make you pay a terrible price for what happened today!)

The disheveled young woman suddenly looked up at the bedroom, muttering to herself. Two
soft moans, one of pleasure and the other of pain, flashed in her eyes simultaneously: (Ah... Yongjing... gently... a little gentler... it hurts a bit...)
Her gaze, sharp and filled with resentment, sent chills down one's spine.

Alone in the living room, she wept for a while until Li Zhiyi calmed down slightly.
As she searched for tissues in her purse to wipe the stains flowing from her vulva, she inadvertently saw a
text message from an unknown number on her phone. After reading the message with intense curiosity, her eyes immediately lit up
like a swarm of locusts. Every time she went to class, her surroundings were filled not only with flowers and chocolates, but also with all sorts of eloquent and sentimental
gifts...

Go home, do you know how it is now?
(III)

A gentle, melodious tune echoed in the dimly lit restaurant; the resident singer, dancing and singing, moved to the rhythm of the song

. As the music ended, thunderous applause erupted from the audience, bringing Yang Yongjing back to his senses. He glanced at his watch and muttered involuntarily,

"(Huan! It's been half an hour past the agreed time. Will she really come as promised?)

" He looked up, his eyes wide with disbelief, at the singer performing on stage.

(If I had known there would be variables, I should have just asked her out that night...) Yang Yongjing thought to himself.
That same night, after the class reunion ended, he made up a lame excuse (that he'd left some equipment in his car) and sent a text message to

her. He'd only intended to try his luck with her, but she was actually quite persistent. He'd finally managed to arrange to meet her at this restaurant that evening, but when he left the company early in the afternoon, he received
a message that she might not be able to make it, leaving him greatly disappointed.

Fortunately, just before the call ended, a voice suddenly came from the other end of the line ("Why don't you go to the restaurant first, I'll try to come
over "), preventing his carefully planned (married woman hunting operation) from dying in the womb. His face betrayed his true feelings. 　　When his water glass was empty again, the lively singing abruptly stopped, and the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause

. ( At that moment, I should have been able to pay for my car in one go and truly own it.) He remained unmoved by the applause and cheers from the group at the next table. 　　(She probably won't come, will she?) This thought had barely formed when a clear, crisp wind chime rang out at the door, causing him to look up. 　　Meanwhile, several bored guests, hearing the sound, looked up and, seeing the lone, glaring woman gracefully entering, all of them, along with Yang Yongjing,... 　　Seeing her home approaching, Li Zhiyi, feeling slightly disappointed, couldn't help but close her eyes and sigh inwardly: 　　The girl wore a sexy, alluring bright red crop top, the teardrop-shaped cutouts naturally revealing her firm, semi-nude breasts, leaving many men dumbfounded, almost drooling. If it weren't for the pale yellow, semi-transparent short-sleeved sweater she wore over it, thus concealing some of her alluring beauty, her appearance might have caused even greater commotion. 　　The young girl, dressed almost naked, seemed accustomed to such strange looks, her alluring eyes sweeping across the restaurant...

After circling around, she walked to Yang Yongjing's seat. She gracefully sat down opposite him and apologized
, "(Sorry I'm late.)" "

(Uh…it's alright, better late than never.)" A slightly dazed Yang Yongjing stammered in
response .

"(Hehe, what did you say?)" The girl let out a cheerful laugh, her full, half-naked breasts heaving with
her laughter, creating waves of bronze-colored flesh that directly assaulted Yang Yongjing's
senses.

Noticing the strange look from the man opposite her, the girl slightly toned down her casually alluring demeanor, a smile playing on her lips .
"Doesn't it have to come and get it itself?" she said. "

I put it in the car, I'll get it for you later. By the way, you haven't had dinner yet, have you?" "Hmm... I think the righteousness here..."

The girl glanced sideways at the man, a playful smile suddenly appearing on her lips. "(If you're inviting me,
of course I won't refuse your kindness.)"
("What's the problem! Since I invited you out, of course I'll pay! Hmm... Did you
drive ?")
("I just took a taxi, what's the problem?")

("Hmm... because there's a nice red wine here, so I'd like to buy you a drink.")

("Oh?" The girl raised an eyebrow, a meaningful, sly smile playing on her lips. "(You wouldn't be
thinking of... getting me drunk, would you?)"

("Hehehe... Zhiyi, you're overthinking it! Do you think I'm the kind of
pervert who gets girls drunk and then takes advantage of them?")

(Hehe! I was just joking, why are you taking it so seriously?)

Yang Yongjing not only didn't take Li Zhiyi's teasing words seriously, but also felt a sense of pleasure at seeing her tease him
. He felt even more confident about his plans for tonight's hunt.

Stealing a glance at the girl across from him, who was laughing hysterically, he thought: (Hehe... tonight might be a night
full of passion and planning...)

The dishes on the table weren't top-tier delicacies, but dining in a romantic atmosphere, with
his long-desired crush sitting across from him, Yang Yongjing ate his meal with exceptional enjoyment.

During the meal, the two chatted about everything from their university days to their current daily lives; as they
talked ,

Yang Yongjing gradually and subtly steered the seemingly unrelated topics towards relationships. As for the roundabout questioning, and (after a glass of red wine, under the influence of alcohol, she
finally shyly discussed increasingly explicit and taboo topics with him.

At this moment, Yang Yongjing took a sip of red wine, looking at the girl whose cheeks were slightly flushed and whose eyes were hazy with intoxication ,
and asked seemingly casually: (Uh... Zhiyi, I think you've dressed up more and more since you got married. Before, at school,
I felt like I was getting to know a new beauty!)

(Hehe, thank you for your compliment.) Li Zhiyi took a sip of wine, suddenly leaned forward, and said with 　a sly smile: (
So, do you prefer me before or now?)

Overwhelmed with emotion, Yang Yongjing said, "(Uh... how should I put it? Before, you gave me the feeling of a pure girl
next door , but after marriage, you're like a rare and sexy beauty... um... I
love you both before and now. Hmm... if you weren't already married, I would definitely pursue you again.)

(Hehe... you're still so good at talking. Um, excuse me, I need to go to the restroom.)" With that
, Li Zhiyi blushed and quickly walked towards Mao Bahu. He thought to himself

, "Hehehe... Zhiyi
is dressed so provocatively today, not wearing a bra and deliberately showing off her sexy thong for everyone
to admire ... Ah! Could she be..." Suddenly remembering a possibility, Yang Yongjing laughed even harder.

The car, which had been stable, suddenly began to sway violently, and the driver staggered out. The driver, with a slender waist, asked
in
a concerned tone, "Zhiyi, are you alright?"

(Hmm... but I'm a little dizzy, probably from drinking too much. Yongjing, can you take me home?)

Yang Yongjing glanced down at her: (Looks like you're really drunk. Well... let's go!)

Li Zhiyi got back into the precious convertible, half-closing her eyes as she leaned back in the passenger seat,

her mind a jumble of thoughts. She thought: (He's quite gentlemanly, not taking the opportunity to do anything too outrageous to me. He's also
stealing glances at the young man beside him.
But he's strange, since he asked me out alone, isn't it because he wants to... then why hasn't he made a move yet
? Uh... what's wrong with me?)

Actually, until the moment before leaving, she was still hesitant. If it weren't for her husband's
near- , she wouldn't have thought of taking revenge on
her wicked husband who showed her no consideration at home by having an affair.

But this absurd idea, until the moment she made up her mind, made her deeply regret her decision
.

The idea of letting a man other than her husband enter her body... From childhood, she was taught to be chaste and loyal to her husband. This moral concept acted like an invisible shackle, tightly restraining her from the near-out-of-
control thoughts of

infidelity. The thought of letting a man other than her husband enter her body... She was taught from a young age to be chaste and loyal to her husband. This moral concept acted like an invisible shackle, tightly restraining her from the near-out-of-control thoughts of infidelity. The thought of letting a man other than her husband enter her body... ... But
as she walked past her husband, he suddenly stood up and roared at her: "Li Zhiyi, do you even know
you should still be at the company?" Her husband's sudden early return home, accompanied by a sour face, sent a chill
down .

Seeing the phone in her hand, he began to hurl insults at her,
eventually pushing her onto the sofa and indulging in his lustful desires, venting his pent-up
resentment .

She stood there indifferently as her husband wantonly violated her. Under his merciless thrusting
, she broke free of the invisible shackles in her heart, a profound change that drastically altered her life.

Taking advantage of her husband's outburst, pulling up his pants and slamming the door as he stormed out, she washed herself in the bathroom
and began carefully dressing, awaiting the (unintentional) surprise that might occur tonight.

(That useless coward! Has he already lost interest in me?) As

she got out of the car, dejectedly ending the (unintentional) encounter, two warm, soft lips
unexpectedly her parched lips.
The sudden, light kiss instantly transformed her chaotic thoughts into primal desire. Her long, curled eyelashes, coated with thick
mascara, trembled. Her slightly parted, cherry-like lips twitched, and finally, abandoning all
restraint , she took the initiative to kiss him.

(Zhiyi…) After that, the young man called softly beside her.

(Mmm.) She murmured, her tightly closed, alluring eyes still unable to open.

Because she was afraid! Afraid that if she opened her eyes, she would involuntarily stop him and end the beautiful atmosphere that the chapter
had painstakingly created.

As if with the girl's tacit consent, Yang Yongjing saw the beautiful wife in his arms with her eyes closed and silent. His lips pressed against
her slightly trembling, fragrant lips again, and his large, thick hands reached for her high, firm breasts and
the inner thighs that a woman considers most private. "

It feels so good to touch!" The young man reluctantly parted her fragrant lips and
whispered in her ear in a sexually provocative tone.

(Hmm...don't say anymore...) The girl breathed softly and moaned.

(Then can I?)

Li Zhi opened her eyes slightly, only to find that the sports car with its hardtop closed was already parked in the parking space next to her. When she entered the European-style buffet restaurant of the five-star hotel, a short-haired girl in a light yellow suit,
however, seemed to be able to see through the spring scene inside the car to the passers-by.

In an instant, a strange feeling of shyness mixed with pleasure spread quickly in her heart.
Before she could deny it, the girl's bodice and thin (almost transparent) thong
were no longer on her body, and she was immediately in a state of semi-nudity that she would find shameful.

(Ah! You…) Li Zhiyi couldn't help but let out a hasty, flustered exclamation. Unfortunately,
before utter
the words she wanted to stop, her already wet and sticky slit was invaded by a hot, foreign object, causing her to let out another loud cry. If it weren't for Zhang Fen pressing down on her and holding her tightly in his arms, her naked body would have been in a very different state.

(Oh… sorry…) He hurriedly inserted his thick member all the way into her tight passage
, then stopped and gently kissed her flushed face and slender, sexy neck, teasing her with his tongue
until… After she uttered the lewd words, "Jing, give it to me," Yang Yongjing's already throbbing erection,
if witnessed by anyone, would have made it clear that a captivating and
seductive scene was unfolding inside the enclosed car, its windows fogged with white mist.

The beautiful wife, caught in the throes of a storm of desire, no longer cared whether such a shameful act would be recognized by her acquaintances
. Her sweet emotions, along with the red, swollen handprints her husband left on her face, vanished in an instant.
She realized that the moment Yang Yongjing entered her, she knew her body no longer belonged solely to her husband
…

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