Long reprint: The Road to Love Exchange Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Three:
The wife seemed about to cry again, but she held back.

"Remember, wife, there are no secrets between us. Even if you want to make love to someone else when I'm not around, just tell me. I want you to be happy."

The wife hesitated for a moment but nodded.

"I see your genitals are swollen. If Brother Luo still wants more, just say so if you can't."

"Okay."

Back in the room, Lou Jing suggested that everyone was tired and should rest early. Indeed, although it was only around 10 pm, the amount of exercise in the morning was too much, and I was already sleepy. We decided that the two ladies would sleep in the double bed, and the two men would sleep on the sofa bed and the other on a makeshift bed on the floor. I was young, so I insisted on sleeping on the floor, and Luo Honghai couldn't argue with me and had to sleep on the sofa bed.

I was really tired, and I actually slept on the hotel carpet until dawn without waking up. After having breakfast at the hotel, we prepared to go home. In the underground parking garage, we noticed their car wasn't far from us—a Porsche Cayenne worth millions! It seemed their business was quite large.

What surprised Luo Honghai, who seemed to be showing off, was that his wife, this silly girl, whether she didn't know anything about cars or what, didn't even glance at his luxury car. She greeted him and happily got into our Roewe.

On the way home, my wife told me that Luo Honghai had actually climbed into bed again last night wanting to have sex, but she insisted that her genitals were swollen and she couldn't continue, but she was too embarrassed to refuse his needs. So, this honest silly girl, to prove she wasn't just going through the motions, even took off her clothes to show him. In the end, she went to the bathroom and performed oral sex and vaginal intercourse to help him ejaculate. I thought to myself that my wife was treating sex like a career; she had basically made Luo Honghai try almost every technique available between men and women, except for anal sex.

I looked at my wife with a pang of heartache. "Don't push yourself too hard. A man's desires are endless. A beautiful woman like you will encounter many hungry wolves in the future. You need to take care of your body."

"Okay, I know my limits."

"By the way, honey, what do you think of Brother Luo and his girlfriend?"

"They're alright. They're both nice people, but Brother Luo is a bit too much for me. He's very good at exploiting my weaknesses, and before I know it, he's forced me to agree to all her requests."

"By the way, did you take your pills?"

"You only remembered when your wife was almost filled with his cum? Sister Jialing gave me the pills yesterday."

"Hehe, she was well-prepared. Are you still embarrassed?"

"Hehe, it's alright. I was quite scared beforehand, but afterwards it was just so-so. If someone had told me beforehand that I would be like a lesbian porn star with her, I would never have believed it."

"Hehe, that's why, anything is possible, and everything is full of surprises."

"By the way, honey, will you maintain a long-term relationship with Brother Luo and the others?"

I asked, looking at her. "What's your opinion?"

My wife hesitated for a moment. "I think we can keep in touch, but let's not get together again in the short term."

Actually, that was what I was thinking too, but I still deliberately asked, "How long do you mean by short term?"

"I don't know, maybe six months to a year."

"Oh, why?"

"Actually, there's a detail I need to tell you."

"What detail?"

"Last night, the last time, in the bathroom, Brother Luo hinted that I could go to him alone if I needed to in the future. He also subtly asked if I would mind, and said that he wouldn't interfere if Sister Lou went to meet other people alone."

I was even more worried. My wife was indeed someone people were interested in, but remembering what I had told her last night, I said, "We agreed that you can go to see whoever you want as long as you let me know in advance."

My wife shook her head. "But I feel that if we do that, it loses the meaning of this game. I don't want to." I couldn't

help but smile and pinched her cheek.

"Ugh, watch where you're going!"

We'd just gotten home when the landline in the living room started ringing. We were both busy changing shoes and putting our things away, so neither of us paid any attention. These days everyone uses cell phones; fewer and fewer people call landlines. When we do get one, it's usually a spam call. Eventually, we just ignore the landline when

it rings. Sure enough, it rang a few times and then stopped, but then it rang again. This persistence couldn't be a scam, right? I quickly ran to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Oh, so you finally answered the phone!" It was my mom's roar on the other end.

"Oh, Mom, why didn't you call my cell phone?"

"Go check if your phone is still on."

I picked up the phone and saw it was indeed off. I figured I must have forgotten to charge it yesterday.

"Oh, Xinyue and I went out this morning, and my phone died without me even noticing. What's up?"

"When are you going to get rid of this forgetful habit? Xinyue is much more careful than you; let her teach you more."

"I know, you haven't said what it is yet."

"Come over for dinner tonight, I have something to tell you."

After hanging up, my wife had already changed into casual home clothes.

"What does Mom want?"

"She wants us to come over for dinner tonight."

"Oh."

"Look at you, you're so tired, you have dark circles under your eyes. You worked the hardest yesterday, why don't you go take a nap?"

My wife stretched and said in a very irritating tone, "Oh dear, so women can get tired and have backaches from overindulgence too."

"Yeah, getting a few crude words and then having multiple orgasms, who wouldn't be tired? I'm not tired, I'm not going to sleep."

My wife snuggled up to me like a cat, nuzzling against me, "Husband, will you sleep with me? I can't sleep alone." Her voice was so sweet it gave me goosebumps.

I couldn't stand her clinging to me any longer, so I picked her up and tossed her onto the bed with a scream. We really just slept, nothing more. I checked her vulva again; her labia were indeed a little red and swollen, probably from excessive friction rather than from Luo Honghai's uncleanliness. After applying some anti-inflammatory and bruise-reducing ointment, I held her and fell into a deep sleep.

We slept until four in the afternoon. When I saw the time, I jumped up in alarm and woke my still sleepy wife. If we were late, my mom would scold me for only arriving at mealtimes. Did she think I was her mother or that this was a restaurant?

Family gatherings don't need to be too formal. My mom's house is in the next neighborhood, about a ten-minute walk away. We quickly tidied ourselves up and arrived at my mom's house at 4:30.

"Oh, Xinyue's here!" My mom greeted her daughter-in-law with a beaming smile, while I, her own son, was treated like an unwanted stray child.

This is certainly not because my mom doesn't love me, her only son. It's just her strategy for getting along with her daughter-in-law. I'm happy to play along and I'm not jealous at all. Besides, my wife is indeed a well-behaved person, and none of our elders dislike her.

"Where's Dad?"

Mom rolled her eyes. "He's like a dead man at home. He didn't even know to go buy some cooking wine when we ran out, and he didn't even go to buy any beer when he knew you were coming over for dinner. I just sent him away."

This is my family's situation, and a typical example of how Shanghai couples get along. To outsiders, the wife may seem outspoken and the husband submissive, but this is a delicate balance achieved through a mutual understanding of each other's psychology. Within a mutually acceptable range, they maintain a harmonious relationship to the greatest extent possible.

The wife's housework skills are actually only mediocre, but her willingness to put on an apron and help in the kitchen is enough to make most Shanghai mothers-in-law, who are known for their sharp tongues but kind hearts, beam with joy.

A simple family dinner drew to a close in this warm and harmonious atmosphere. After dinner, my usually witty and humorous father, in a dramatic gesture, snatched the dishes from my wife, and the three of us—mother, son, and I—laughed and watched TV.

"Son, do you remember the rural area in northern Jiangsu you visited when you were little?"

"Yeah, I remember. I stayed there for about a year, right?"

"Almost, but close."

"What's wrong? Want to go back and visit?"

Mom shook her head. "Sigh, actually, I don't really want to deal with those people anymore, but what can I do? My aunt, your third great-aunt, called a few days ago to say her granddaughter is getting married and invited us. Actually, I haven't been in much contact with them since your grandmother passed away, but since they invited us, it's not good to refuse."

"Then go! It's no big deal. High-speed rail is so convenient now; you two can just buy tickets and get there in a few hours."

"They want me to take you with me."

"Why would we go? Xinyue is on vacation, but I don't have to work!"

"That's what I said too. You know what they said?" Mom mimicked the other person's tone, "Oh dear, young people can't earn all the money they want. It's such a big event, and we just want everyone to be happy and have a good time. Your Ahhao wants me, this old lady, to personally go to Shanghai to invite them, right?"

I gave a wry smile. "So, how many days will it take?"

“You know how it is in the countryside, it’ll take three days to eat.”

I knew that if I insisted on not going, my mom would definitely support me and would even help me fend off any criticism directed at me, but I didn’t want to put her in a difficult position, so I asked, “When are we going?”

“Early next month, Saturday. You’ll probably need to take two days off.”

I calculated my annual leave and agreed, “Okay, I’ll go with you.” My

mom’s face showed a relieved smile. “Xin Yue, why don’t you come too?”

My wife said nonchalantly, “Great, if you go, I’ll go too.”

I suddenly had an idea. “Since it’s the four of us going, why don’t we skip the high-speed rail? It’s a hassle to transfer after getting off. Let’s drive ourselves.”

“Oh dear, gas is expensive, and there are tolls too. Won’t it be tiring to drive such a long distance?”

“It’s definitely cheaper than four round-trip high-speed rail tickets, okay? It’s all highway, and after getting off, we’ll just drive along some country roads. It’ll only take five or six hours, it won’t be too tiring.”

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