Where her delicate cries cease, how boundless is her sorrow (3)

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Time flies like an arrow, and the days pass like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, another five days have passed.

That afternoon, Luo Qingwan did not take a break as usual. Instead, she took a taxi to the high-rise apartment that Tian Longyao had given her to bathe and change clothes, carefully dressing up. Needless to say, it was because the meeting at Woliu Garden that Tian Longyao had envisioned was about to take place...

And that was indeed the case. Yesterday evening, after finishing his mundane affairs, Tian Longyao returned to Muzhou from Xiangjiang and informed Luo Qingwan as soon as he got off the plane. This made her very happy as she was preparing to cook at home. It just so happened that Feng Yongpeng had been taken by the factory manager to accompany a client to a banquet and was not at home. So the two of them discussed it and decided to meet at the apartment in the Tongyin Apartment Complex.

After arriving at their destination, the two first dined at the nearest restaurant
to the residential complex – "Lanhai Xiaozhan Seafood Hot Pot" – before entering the complex and taking the elevator upstairs.

The moment they stepped into the apartment, their passion ignited. Their lips and tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva and making continuous sounds. Their clothes and shoes flew about, their skirts and trousers falling to the ground. They didn't even go to the bedroom, eagerly engaging in passionate intercourse on the white marble floor of the living room. Having gone

nearly ten days without sexual activity, and with clear signs that her period would begin in a few days, Luo Qingwan was naturally driven by her heightened libido. She beamed with joy, her eyebrows dancing with excitement. Her lover's handsome face, captivating eyes, intense body radiance, and powerful phallus filled her with intense desire. Her lower body was being... She was captivated by the feeling of fullness and abundance that came from the sudden penetration. She felt her mind soar, her emotions overflowing. In an instant, her juices flowed freely, her essence gushed forth, and an orgasm followed.

Thanks to the apartment's excellent soundproofing, Luo Qingwan's moans and groans grew louder and louder. To please her lover, she not only swayed her body and performed with great effort, but also unusually used English words like "oh yeah" and "fuck mehard" to moan.

Because they had rushed in and forgotten to turn on the central air conditioning, the two, locked in close combat, soon broke into a sweat. Burning with desire and intensely aroused, Tian Longyao immediately lifted Luo Qingwan up. His large hands supported her legs, his waist and abdomen thrusting, his hips swaying, as he continued to pump his penis in and out of her wet vagina, moving towards the bathroom on the left side of the living room.

With her body suspended in mid-air, Luo Qingwan wrapped her arms around his neck, crossed her legs over his back, and passionately embraced his large mouth with her cherry lips. Their fleshy buttocks thrust repeatedly to the sides and downwards in perfect unison.

They moved like swings as they walked and made love. They only stopped when they reached the bathroom shower area.
As the cool water from the showerhead cascaded over their bodies, the refreshing sensation immediately made them tremble and groan. Their bodies collided rapidly and violently, their male and female genitals joined together, and their lust soared to the heavens. In an instant, they had experienced a blissful moment.

After the tide of desire subsided, they helped each other wash themselves clean. Tian Longyao returned to the living room naked, turned on the air conditioner and the TV. He then went to the kitchen refrigerator and the dining room glass rack to get Mo?t & Chandon champagne and wine glasses, and found a DVD in the living room media cabinet to play. Luo Qingwan wore a blue silk short-sleeved cardigan over a matching blue slip dress. After tidying up their clothes scattered on the living room floor and putting them in the washing machine, she sat down next to Tian Longyao.

In the center of the sectional corner sofa, the two nestled together, sipping wine and watching a movie, chatting and laughing. Soft murmurs and laughter filled the air, their lips frequently meeting in passionate kisses. Tian Longyao's hands parted the robe and skirt, roaming freely over Luo Qingwan's mature beauty, delicate neck, full breasts, round buttocks, long legs, and secluded paradise.

Aroused and flushed, Luo Qingwan moaned softly and retaliated. She would sip the rich, intoxicating champagne, holding it in her mouth before transferring it to Tian Longyao's. Then she would lower her head, her cherry lips and tongue licking his chest and breasts; her soft hands would descend, grasping his throbbing, magnificent penis and stroking it. When her mouth was filled with a long, continuous moan of pleasure, she would slide down her body, kneeling on the ground, burying herself between his legs, her mouth wide open, embracing his dragon as it roamed freely within her lips and cavities.

Only a third of the ninety-minute movie had played. They were already oblivious to everything,
sinking into the soft sofa, naked, head to head, hand in hand, flesh to flesh, leg to leg, locked in a passionate embrace. By the end of the film, they had changed positions around the sofa: "Swallows in Harmony," "Mandarin Ducks," "Wild Horses Leaping," and "Three Spring Donkeys." During this time, Luo Qingwan was brought to the blissful state several times by him. Even in her ecstasy, she still moaned and cried out, desperately urging Tian Longyao to continue. With

his enormous resources and astonishing stamina, Tian Longyao naturally wouldn't refuse the beauty's advances. He picked up Luo Qingwan, casually found a bedroom, placed her on the bed, and pounced on her, continuing their encounter.

By the time Tian Longyao had made love to Luo Qingwan a second time, the clock was nearly 9:30 PM.
Having finally released her pent-up sexual desire, Luo Qingwan felt a sense of peace and openness. However, because it was late, she worried about the trouble her husband might cause if he came home early and found her missing. Therefore, she had to say goodbye to Tian Longyao temporarily.

Tian Longyao had no objection to this. He even brought up the matter of going to his villa in Shanghai again. Having already agreed, how could Luo Qingwan object? The two quickly agreed on a time, setting it for the next day.

After making their appointment, Tian Longyao took a shower and changed into the clean clothes provided in the apartment. He then said goodbye to Luo Qingwan and returned to his current residence in Muzhou, the Dong'e Apartment. Luo Qingwan left almost an hour later than him, as she needed to hang laundry, wash herself, dry her hair, and tidy up the living room and bedroom where they had been intimate.

She arrived home at 11:45. Shortly after changing into her pajamas and lying down in the master bedroom, Feng Yongpeng returned. However, he didn't go into the master bedroom. Luo Qingwan got up to check and found him already fast asleep on the living room sofa, reeking of alcohol, snoring loudly, and unresponsive to any attempts to wake him. Reluctantly

, Luo Qingwan had to slip him slippers, wipe his face, cover him with an air-conditioning blanket, and prepare honey water for him; she also brought a bucket to prevent him from vomiting on the floor. It took her quite a while before she went back to sleep.

In the morning, when Luo Qingwan got up, did yoga, and cleaned herself, Feng Yongpeng was still asleep. However, the bucket was already filled with a layer of disgusting vomit, and the air in the living room was filled with the sour smell. So she took the bucket away and rinsed it off in the bathroom. She then used air freshener to remove the odor from the living room. Afterwards, she made some light breakfast and woke her husband up to eat together.

During the meal, Luo Qingwan took advantage of Feng Yongpeng's hangover and still slightly groggy head to throw out the pretext that Shang Hai had prepared. Feng Yongpeng agreed without any questions.

After breakfast, Feng Yongpeng called the factory to ask for leave, took a shower, and went to rest in the master bedroom. Luo Qingwan went into her son's empty bedroom and used the computer to pass the time.

Around noon, Luo Qingwan learned through a text message that Tian Longyao and his bodyguards were already on their way to pick up Ge Lingli and her assistant from the airport near Shang Hai's place. So she quickly cooked a bowl of clear broth ramen for her husband, called out to him, and hurriedly left for the Tongyin Apartment complex…
…

“Life is just a play, why care so much about grudges and grievances? Fame and fortune, what are they anyway? You can’t take them with you when you die…”

At this moment, in the walk-in closet of the apartment, she had already changed out of the clothes she had worn on her way from home. Her black hair was styled in a bun, and she wore a Vanessa Bruno maroon sleeveless dress, and Dior black women’s mid-heel peep-toe shoes with bows; on her right wrist, she wore a Chanel Premiere square fashion watch, and a Bulgari necklace, ring, and earrings; her makeup was light and delicate, and she looked very comfortable, humming the once-popular song “Smiling Proudly”. At the same time, she looked at her reflection in the closet mirror, making a final check before leaving.

She brushed aside her long bangs that swept to the right of her face, then inhaled the rich, luxurious scent of Chanel No. 5 perfume emanating from her. After admiring the alluring curves of her waist, accentuated by the cinched waist, she smiled with satisfaction. She then put on her Chanel turquoise-embellished sunglasses, grabbed her matching black quilted patent leather handbag and an LV KeePall 45 monogram light-colored travel bag, and turned to leave gracefully.
She got into her Audi sports car parked in the underground parking garage of the residential complex. Instead of starting the car immediately, she called Tian Longyao.

"Where are you?" she asked as soon as the call connected.

"Passed Wulu, almost at the airport. Glug..." Tian Longyao replied, swallowing hard.

"So fast! You weren't driving yourself, were you?" Luo Qingwan, knowing the distance between Muzhou and Shanghai, pressed.
"Of course not! I'm drinking a beverage. Old Wang is driving. He used to drive armored vehicles in the army, so how bad do you think his driving skills would be?" Tian Longyao gave his answer.

Having spent a long time with her lover, Luo Qingwan naturally knew his three main bodyguards and had some understanding of them.
Old Wang was the most taciturn and dull of the three. Last time, when she was driven back to Muzhou from the Woliuyuan Villa, it was Old Wang who drove. He didn't say a word the whole way, as if it were a tedious task for him. But his skills were absolutely superb. If Luo Qingwan had driven herself, it would have taken at least two and a half hours. He, without violating traffic regulations, finished in just over an hour. And Luo Qingwan in the car didn't feel any discomfort at all.
"That's true." Luo Qingwan affirmed without any objection.

"Have you set off yet?" This time it was Tian Longyao's turn to ask.

"Just got in the car, coming right away." "

I didn't explain clearly in the text message at noon, so come directly to Caiqing Golf Course when you arrive." Tian Longyao said again after receiving the reply.

Caiqing Golf Course, which Tian Longyao mentioned, is actually Caiqing Golf Course. It is only two kilometers away from the Woliuyuan Villa area. Luo Qingwan had only heard of it but had never been there. However, apart from playing virtual golf in the Maldives, she had played golf twice with Tian Longyao at the golf course in Qiongyinqionggu Water Town Resort, a county-level city on the outskirts of Muzhou City.

Before Luo Qingwan could express her doubts, he continued to explain, "Aunt Li brought someone over to discuss business with me. We can't very well have him go to our secret hideout, so we arranged for him to stay there. It's quite close anyway."
"But my jersey from last game is still upstairs. It's so hot, do you expect me to go up and get it again?
How about I wait for you guys at the villa?" Luo Qingwan, a little hesitant, suggested in a pleading tone.
"It's alright! I'll have someone buy it later. It should be settled by the time you get there. Then it'll just be you and me, plus Aunt Li, playing some ball together, getting some exercise!"

At this point, Tian Longyao lowered his voice, continuing somewhat lewdly, "Don't you like exercise, Sister Wan? Or do you only consider dancing, yoga, and fucking me as exercise?"

"I… sigh! I really can't argue with you. Okay!" Touched by his words, Luo Qingwan, her heart fluttering, complied with his wishes.

The call ended quickly. Luo Qingwan immediately started the car, exited the residential area, and entered Wushou Road. About fifteen minutes later, she reached the Baifu Overpass and sped towards the highway leading to Shanghai.

…

Two hours later, in Songxi New District, Shanghai City, on Huxi Avenue.

The handling and power of the Audi coupe were far superior to the Chevrolet Aveo. This greatly benefited Luo Qingwan, who had only four years of driving experience. She arrived at the stadium with great ease, and the journey was shorter than before. Although it was only a ten-minute time difference, it was still progress, wasn't it?

Gradually, a magnificent European-style complex came into view. This was the main entrance to the Caiqing Stadium. There, a man and a woman stood; Luo Qingwan recognized the man. She slowly drove towards them.

"Hello, Ms. Luo." After the car came to a stop, the man opened the driver's side door, shielding Luo Qingwan from the car's frame as he greeted her. The woman returned the greeting respectfully.

"Hello, Da Zhou." Luo Qingwan, still wearing her sunglasses, returned the greeting and nodded to the woman.

This man, like Old Wang, was another of Tian Longyao's three bodyguards, known as Da Zhou. He was steady and reserved, not very talkative, but slightly better than Old Wang.

In fact, without Da Zhou, Luo Qingwan and Tian Longyao might never have met. Because it was him whom Luo Qingwan had accidentally bumped into at the KX Qiansheng Hotel.

"The boss and Ms. Ge are already playing ball. This staff member will take you there. Leave the car to me."
Da Zhou gestured to the woman beside him. Luo Qingwan understood and handed him the smart car key. She followed the woman, presumably a caddie or similar staff member, towards the European-style building.

There were quite a few customers coming and going at the entrance. Some of the men's eyes lit up when they saw Luo Qingwan, and they all stared at her.

Luo Qingwan secretly enjoyed this. However, she maintained a composed demeanor, keeping her eyes straight ahead, head held high, chest out, waist swaying slightly, her steps elegant and steady as she followed the caddie through the grand entrance to the women's changing room.

In the changing room, Luo Qingwan changed out of her beautiful outfit. Although she was a little disappointed that she couldn't immediately show her lover the glamorous clothes she had painstakingly chosen, she decided not to force it and let things take their course.

After changing into the full set of women's Nike golf apparel and pants prepared by Tian Longyao, applying sunscreen, and selecting the necessary clubs and other accessories, she boarded the golf cart driven by the caddie and headed to the eighth fairway where Tian and Ge were currently located.

Upon arriving at the destination, the scorching summer afternoon sun made Luo Qingwan, who had just gotten out of the car and looked up at the sky, instinctively pull down the brim of her sun hat. The golf course, however, gave the impression of being vast and picturesque.
Seeing Tian Longyao and Ge Lingli on the green, she immediately approached them.

Tian Longyao was putting with a perfect, semi-hammer metal putter. Ge Lingli, with her hair in a ponytail, snow-white skin, long, delicate eyebrows, and slightly haughty gaze, dressed in casual summer sportswear and holding a parasol, stood gracefully watching with two caddies.

"Pat pat pat..."

The ball rolled a slight arc before landing precisely in the hole. Applause erupted from the crowd.
Tian Longyao, having finished his putt, looked up and saw Luo Qingwan. He handed his putter to the approaching caddie and went to Luo and Ge. Meanwhile, the two women exchanged pleasantries.

"Qingwan, long time no see! You look great!"

"Sister Li, you look great too! If you have any secrets, don't be stingy, teach me! Hey, the customer's left?"

"Yeah! They're gone. Skincare is all the same old stuff. Keeping your mood is the most important thing! But a new spa opened near my house in Dashou. I've been a few times and it's pretty good. If you come to Dayuan, I'll treat you..."

Seeing the two women so friendly, Tian Longyao, seemingly neglected, deliberately twitched his nostrils, then tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and said as if intoxicated, "Oh! The eternally classic No. 5 perfume, no wonder it was Marilyn Monroe's favorite 'pajamas'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his eyes, his gaze shining on the two women like a dazzling sun. He spoke again: "The soul of human life is fragrance. Now I ask you two beautiful ladies, have I conquered your souls?"

"Hehe, you stinky man! Of course not." Ge Lingli replied with a radiant smile, deliberately pinching her nose with her slender hand to show her disdain.

"Yes! And don't think you can hide the source by cutting off the beginning and end. I've seen the movie and read the novel 'Perfume'." Luo Qingwan ruthlessly exposed Tian Longyao's plagiarism.

"Oh! God! Finally caught by you, Sister Wan." Tian Longyao showed no shame whatsoever. He even asked Luo Qingwan with interest, "But why do you watch that kind of horror stuff?"
Before she could answer, he sighed to himself, "Hmm, the melodramatic whining of the middle class! This is no good, it must be changed."

The two women, especially Luo Qingwan, were both amused and exasperated by his remarks. Just then, the three caddies finished packing up their equipment. So they ended their conversation and headed to the next fairway.

Ge Lingli had exhausted her interest and energy for golf before she arrived. Now she was just watching them swing and putt with great interest.

So on the most difficult fairway of the entire course, the almost novice Luo Qingwan quickly made a fool of herself. Especially in the area with water hazards, the ball either fell into the river or was an OB. In the end, she only managed to reach her goal with the help of the female caddie serving her. For this, she was teased by Tian Longyao, who finished earlier. However, he was quickly met with a playful punch from Luo Qingwan.

By the time she reached the 13th fairway, Luo Qingwan, her forehead beaded with sweat and drenched in perspiration, was too exhausted to swing. So she joined Ge Lingli's spectator group. The two walked together, chatting occasionally.

During their conversation, Luo Qingwan learned from Ge Lingli why she had brought someone with her. The visitor was the CEO of an entertainment company on Dayuan Island. He had some connection with Ge Lingli. Recently, several directors within the company had a major conflict of interest with him. After the conflict escalated, the CEO wanted to buy back the shares to completely defeat the other directors. Tian Longyao's fund company happened to hold 10% of the company's shares. At the same time, the CEO had also indirectly learned about the close relationship between Ge Lingli and Tian Longyao. He then approached Ge Lingli.

Tian Longyao had no ulterior motives and was happy to give the beauty face. So, thanks to Ge Lingli's matchmaking, the deal was successfully reached. Of course, the boss was also quite sensible. He took his leave as soon as the matter was settled.

"Three hundred million Chinese dollars! That's over 1.3 billion French dollars! He made that in just a few words!
I've been an actress in Da Yuan for so long, and apart from those top-tier bosses, I've never seen anyone make money so quickly!"

Ge Lingli said enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling like autumn water as she watched Tian Longyao hitting a golf club in the bunker, her eyes filled with joy.

"Really? I remember reading in a magazine before... Sister Li, isn't your husband a billionaire?" Luo Qingwan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What?! We're divorced a long time ago." Ge Lingli curled her lip and fanned herself with her hand, as if swatting away a swarm of flies. "That was all fake news he paid for in newspapers and magazines to promote himself and increase his company's visibility. I only found out after I married him. He fooled me before that too."

Luo Qingwan found it hard to express her opinion, so she unscrewed the cap of her Evian mineral water bottle, took a sip, and moistened her throat.

"If I were ten years younger! I would definitely have given him a child."

The water had barely entered her stomach when Ge Lingli's voice rang in Luo Qingwan's ears again. Before she could speak, Ge Lingli leaned closer and whispered, "Have you ever thought about that?"

"I had an IUD. And even if I hadn't, I wouldn't want to hurt him."

Luo Qingwan replied.

"Because of his background?"

Luo Qingwan nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with Ge Lingli's point.

The two mature and beautiful women, well-versed in the ways of dealing with lovers, exchanged a smile. Afterwards, they continued watching the game, enjoying the scenery, and discussing topics that interested the women:

sunshine, lawns, handsome men, beautiful women; cheering, laughter, regret, and admiration. The natural scenery and human games complemented each other, creating a vibrant pastoral scene...

Four

hours later, at Wo Liu Garden, inside Tian Longyao's villa.

"Wow! This walnut meatball is delicious, and it looks beautiful too. Sister Wan, I only knew you were good at cooking noodles, but I didn't expect your other cooking skills to be just as excellent!"

At this moment, in the spacious dining room decorated in warm colors, Tian Longyao, wearing a white vest from Polarplauren and loose gray boxer briefs, was chewing on a steaming, golden-brown meatball while praising Luo Qingwan.

After playing golf, Tian and Ge dismissed their respective subordinates and came to the villa with Luo Qingwan. After the three of them washed away their sweat, Tian Longyao led Luo Ge and Ge Lingli to the kitchen, pointing to a pile of ingredients he had prepared beforehand, hoping the two women could cook a delicious meal.

Perhaps because she didn't cook often, Ge Lingli immediately said she wasn't good at it, but was willing to help Luo Qingwan. So, Luo Qingwan had to take the lead.

Fortunately, she was already skilled in Northwest cuisine and had some knowledge of other regional cuisines. Tian Longyao had also prepared a wide variety of ingredients. Therefore, with Ge Lingli's assistance, several delicious and visually appealing dishes were served in just one hour.

"Hmm, this stewed pear is especially flavorful in this season," Ge Lingli, wearing a flesh-colored V-neck silk short-sleeved nightgown, nodded after tasting the stewed pear flesh with a spoon.

"Then eat more." Luo Qingwan, wearing a chestnut-colored printed round-neck batwing short-sleeved t-shirt and loose black cropped trousers, picked up a Riedel wine glass containing a 1995 vintage Romanée-Conti after hearing Tian and Ge's praise. Her watery eyes gazed at them tenderly.

They also raised their glasses, smiles on their faces. With a "clink," the three clear, thin, and delicate wine glasses met.

During dinner, the three chatted as they ate, discussing everything from domestic and international news to anecdotes from their own lives.
Comparatively, Tian Longyao, a young and promising man who held the power of life and death over his personal group, had the broadest knowledge.

Ge Lingli had the advantage of over twenty years in the entertainment industry, possessing rich experience. Luo Qingwan, on the other hand, had been deeply rooted in basic music education for many years, demonstrating excellent professional skills. Having once been the daughter-in-law of a high-ranking official, she had personally experienced the treacherous nature of officialdom and possessed a profound understanding of its intricacies.

The delicacies were gradually finished, and the wine was slowly disappearing. The three, nearly satisfied, had flushed faces and remained silent, their eyes reflecting different emotions.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

After a while, Ge Lingli stood up, approached Tian Longyao, smiled seductively, and sat on his lap.
Her V-neckline revealed a prominent cleavage, deep and alluring, pressing against his chest. Her voice carried a soft, coquettish tone.

"After a satisfying meal, of course, I'm thinking of lust!"

With such a beautiful and mature woman throwing herself into his arms, how could Tian Longyao be polite? He answered matter-of-factly, and then his lips moved to capture Ge Lingli's cherry-like mouth. Their lips and tongues instantly intertwined, producing a series of soft, smacking sounds.

The two not only kissed passionately, but their hands also began to move. Tian Longyao skillfully unbuttoned the top three buttons of Ge Lingli's nightgown, one by one. His fingers caressed her bare, peach-shaped buttocks, moving forward until he reached her pubic bone, where he tugged at her dark pubic hair.

"Mmm…you're so annoying!" Ge Lingli frowned and pouted, her lips immediately separating from Tian Longyao's. Instead, she moved to his earlobe, kissing and licking it fiercely. Her delicate hand, which had slipped inside her panties, continued its activity.

Tian Longyao didn't speak, burying his head in Ge Lingli's proud left breast, now exposed from her neckline, his tongue deftly licking it a few times. Then his gaze shifted slightly, landing on Luo Qingwan, whose eyes were already glazed and whose breathing had become heavier.

A teasing smile played on his lips as he beckoned to Luo Qingwan with his finger.

Already aroused, Luo Qingwan slowly stood up, pulled off her house pants, revealing her completely naked and sexy lower body. With graceful, almost dance-like steps, she approached the two men.

Instantly, the primal desires between the man and the two women burned even more intensely. The curtain slowly rose on this lewd feast within the nearly 700-square-meter villa… (To be continued)
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