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Chapter 1. After breaking through the clouds, the outside world was blindingly white. Helan pulled down the window shade and squinted, feigning sleep. The flight attendants began bustling about; behind them, several people with northern accents were discussing the 9/11 terrorist attacks in the United States. (Talking about this on a plane seems a bit...)

Helan smiled, not because of that, but because she was thinking of Wen—her husband—and Liang.

Liang was Wen's partner, having arrived in this southern city two years before Wen. Wen's decision to come here was made under his strong urging; by then, Wen had already carved out a small niche for himself in the city.

Helan was awakened by the flight attendant's professional murmur. She shook her head at her; she absolutely could not eat on the plane, not even a small glass of water.

Liang's glory was short-lived. Not long after Wen arrived, he had capsized in a ditch. (He was mocking himself.) He had allowed a premeditated gang in Hong Kong to steal over two million. It was a very organized gang, and Liang had been working on it for two years.

It wasn't until recently, through the son of a government official, that things started to look promising. But they got back less than a quarter; if you factor in the expenses of the past two years, this whole mess was definitely a losing proposition. But Liang was happy, getting two of those guys arrested. He vented his anger—worth it!

Thinking of Liang, He Lan's face flushed. Just now at the airport, when Wen went to sign for his ticket, he whispered in her ear, "How about I buy a ticket and go back with you?"

"Okay!" Lan teased, "Not working anymore?"

"Your husband's on vacation for a few days! Anyway, I'm still working for him." He Lan giggled and pulled away slightly, giving him a flirtatious glare. "Go back with me? What do you want?" she whispered. "Not enough?" Liang glared at her. "I want to bite you a couple of times."

"Come on." He Lan blushed and giggled, exuding a unique charm.

Just then, Wen came over. "Alright, hurry up and go inside!" He Lan looked at Liang. "I'll tell my husband!" Liang laughed and went to get his luggage.

"Tell him what?" Wen was a little confused. Then she understood. He whispered, "Don't be so audacious. You dare flirt in front of me!" He Lan smiled without replying.

Before going through security, she stopped; looking at the two outstanding men before her, her eyes reddened. She threw herself onto Wen, murmuring, "Thank you, husband!"

"Look at you! Still like a child. When you get home, hurry up and get Qiangqiang's kindergarten settled." She nodded, saying to Liang, "Goodbye!" Liang reached out and tightly grasped her hand, squeezing hard, finally patting her shoulder, "Have a safe trip!" He Lan closed her eyes, reminiscing about the nearly two months she had spent south, and suddenly felt a surge of heat…

He Lan had arrived two months ago. That day, something as unusual as 9/11 happened. She landed in the evening, just as the IOC president announced that the 2008 Olympics would be held in Beijing.

Although this emerging southern metropolis wasn't as ecstatic as Beijingers, the atmosphere still made He Lan feel a surge of excitement as soon as she stepped off the plane.

Wen picked her up in a Jetta. The airport parking lot exit was crowded with luxury cars like Mercedes and BMWs.

"Wife, one day I'll pick you up in a car like that," Wen said.

"Drive your car, I don't care!" He Lan pulled her hand away from his. As soon as they got in the car, Wen tightly gripped her hand.

"Did you miss me?" Wen asked.

"No!" she said deliberately.

"Oh, let me see!" Wen reached over and slipped his hand up her thigh… She trembled slightly and murmured, "Be careful!" Wen firmly placed his hand there. The car had already entered the express lane, and He Lan dared not struggle anymore. Wen further explored inside.

"Ha…the flood is overflowing!" Wen teased, his hand invading along her inner edge.

He Lan couldn't help but moan, her wetness exposed to Wen's nimble fingers.

A moment later. The car entered the city, and Wen reluctantly pulled his hand back.

"Liang was originally going to pick you up together. But then he had an engagement that required both of us to attend, so he had to go alone," Wen said.

Helan hadn't recovered from the stab she'd just received.

*** *** *** *** They soon arrived at the apartment Wen and Liang shared.

As soon as they entered, Helan grabbed Wen…

The two embraced, Helan's eagerness no longer concealed. She responded hastily to Wen. Wen parted her light gray top, revealing her exquisite breasts to the equally thirsty Wen. In the blink of an eye, she was naked, her skin gleaming against the white sheets.

She propped herself up to kiss the body she hadn't touched in months, but Wen was already pressing against her like a mountain; she opened her legs to receive him… When his burning member entered her, Helan convulsed violently.

At that moment, Wen roared and erupted.

"You're so annoying!" Helan punched the still trembling Wen, giggling incessantly, her breasts quivering like a pair of little white rabbits.

"Oh... I'll make you lose your mind in a bit. Isn't this just because you've been missing me too much! You know whether your husband's performance is normal or not!" Wen's hand covered her lower body, mischievously smearing the fluids that had seeped out.

"Get lost, who believes you! It's so far away... is it... ah!" Helan coquettishly climbed onto him. "It's not too late to confess now!" She grasped his already limp penis. "Tell me!" Wen closed his eyes, enjoying the warm, soft flesh, grinning without speaking.

"You won't tell me..." She reached out and tickled his armpit.

"No, you can ask Liang later if you don't believe me!" Helan couldn't get anything out of him, so she rolled over and lay flat. "It's already midnight, and he still hasn't come back?" Wen played with one of her breasts. Snow-white, with fine veins visible; the pinkish-brown head stood erect and bouncy. "That silly boy is good at showing off, maybe he got someone drunk! He said he wanted to give you a welcome-back dinner."

"Forget it! That kid has no manners!" Helan pouted.

"Oh? How is he disrespectful?" Wen leaned closer.

"Get lost, you idiot!" Helan slammed a pillow down on his face.

Wen kept begging for mercy.

After a moment, Helan grabbed his throbbing member. "I want it."

Just as Wen was getting ready to get down to business, the phone rang. Wen pouted at Helan and answered the phone. "It's Liang calling. Kid, you don't want me to come and carry you, do you?" Helan could hear Liang yelling in the receiver.

Wen laughed and hung up.

"Are you alright?"

"No. It's a small case from a state-owned enterprise. There are advantages and disadvantages to dealing with government officials. These days, those who eat the government's rice bowl are considered rich!"

"Oh..." Helan glared at him, seemingly understanding.

"You're talking nonsense again. Liang and I are like lotus flowers rising from the mud, untainted!" He lay down beside her.

"Hey, has Xiao Li written to you?"

"No." Xiao Li was Liang's ex-wife. Her parents had gone abroad with her older brother. A childhood friend showered her with attention during her visit home; coupled with Liang's absence at the time, and the two rarely seeing each other, Xiao Li, feeling lonely, developed feelings for him.

"What a pity about them!"

"She hasn't married that guy yet, has she?"

"No word, hard to say."

"Hey, you wouldn't go that far..." Wen teased.

"Who knows!" He Lan replied. She pushed him down, straddled him, "Don't move!" She smoothly inserted her engorged penis into her body and began to move. She lay on top of him, kissing him, saying indistinctly, "Who told you not to come back? I'm going to cheat on you, oh..." Her movements became increasingly vigorous.

"Now...now it's yours, isn't it..." Wen felt another explosion was about to occur.

“Oh…not enough! Husband…” Helan murmured as if crying.

Wen suddenly pushed her down, grabbed her slender white ankles with both hands, pried them open, and forcefully entered her cavity. “Husband, I…” she screamed.

“Lanlan, you really can’t stand being at home, can you? Husband will let you have a taste!” Wen thrust hard, watching his long-absent wife’s snow-white writhing body, trying his best to control himself from ejaculating too quickly.

“So good…husband!” Helan sobbed softly like a tender lover.

“Husband will make you feel good! Oh. Husband will give you a treasure. Do you want it?”

“Wh…what? I want…”

“Let A-Liang come too…you, okay?” Wen was already panting. He was about to reach the end.

“Ugh…no…”

“He said he likes you…I also told him that as long as you agree, I will let him…” Wen seemed to be talking nonsense, but it was infinitely piercing and arousing.

Helan was clearly caught in the throes of physical and mental turmoil, reaching a fever pitch in her delirium. "Okay... I want it! I want it!" Wen roared, then ejaculated...

Helan was awakened by the sound of the door opening; Wen was still snoring softly beside her. She shook him. "Liang's back." Wen grunted and went back to sleep.

"Hey, I'm back." Helan heard Liang howling in the living room.

"Oh! What a load of crap! I'll go fight for you. You stay home and sleep with your wife!" She could feel Liang grumbling by the door.

Helan couldn't help but smile, then shoved Wen awake. "Did you hear that?" Wen got up helplessly, opened the door, and went out. "What's that brat yelling about?" Helan heard Liang give a mischievous, strange cry. "Ah... I'm scared!"

"Don't talk nonsense, did you send those two old men away?"

"Wait for the check." Liang said.

Helan put on her clothes and went out. Liang exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Ah, finally I've seen my family!"

"Stop teasing me, you're still acting like a little kid." Helan blushed and went to Wen's side.

"Tired?" Liang asked, his face mischievous.

"Get lost!" Helan said coquettishly.

"Hey...did I say something wrong again? I meant were you tired from the journey!" Helan blushed even more. Wen laughed and scolded him for his sharp tongue.

"You really don't appreciate kindness. I knew that dry wood and a raging fire would ignite. Since there was no time to eat, I brought you some food." Helan actually felt hungry at this moment.

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