Reprinted from Summer

Chapter 1.
The Boeing 777 roared steadily, carrying hundreds of people from all over the country into the blue sky.

After breaking through the clouds, the outside world was blindingly white. Helan pulled down the window shade, squinting and pretending to 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 well-organized gang, and Liang had been working on it for two years.

Only recently, through the son of a government official, did things begin to look promising. But they recovered less than a quarter of what they'd earned; considering the expenses of the past two years, this whole affair was definitely a losing proposition. But Liang was happy; he'd gotten two of the gang members arrested. He'd vented his anger—worth it!

Thinking of Liang, He Lan's face flushed. Just now at the airport, when Wen went to sign the tickets, 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 dodged slightly, giving him a flirtatious glare. "Go back with me? What do you want to do?" she whispered. "Not enough yet?" Liang glared at her. "I want to bite you a couple of times."

"Come on," He Lan said, blushing and giggling, exuding a unique charm.

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

"Tell me what?" Wen was a little confused. Then he understood. He whispered, "Don't be so bold. You dare to flirt in front of me!" He Lan smiled without saying a word.

Before going through security, she stopped; looking at the two outstanding men in front of her, her eyes reddened. She threw herself at Wen. She murmured, "Thank you, husband!"

"Look at you! Still like a child. When you get home, hurry up and get Qiangqiang's kindergarten settled." She nodded and said to Liang, "Goodbye!" Liang reached out and held her hand tightly in his palm, squeezing hard, and finally patted her shoulder, "Have a safe trip!" He Lan closed her eyes and thought about the nearly two months she had spent in the south, and suddenly felt hot and bothered...

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

Although this newly developed southern city wasn't as ecstatic as Beijingers, the atmosphere still made Helan feel a surge of excitement the moment she stepped off the plane.

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

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

"Drive your car, I don't care!" Helan 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 and murmured, "Be careful!" Wen firmly placed his hand there. By this time, the car had entered the speed lane, and Helan dared not struggle anymore. Wen further explored inside.

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

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

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

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

He Lan hadn't recovered from the earlier sting.

*** *** *** *** Soon they arrived at the apartment Wen and Liang shared. As soon as

they entered, He Lan grabbed Wen…

The two embraced, He Lan's eagerness no longer concealed. She responded eagerly to Wen. Wen pulled open 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 came towards her like a mountain; she opened her legs to receive him… When his burning member entered her, He Lan convulsed.

At that moment, Wen roared and erupted.

"Ugh!" Helan playfully punched Wen, who was still trembling, giggling as her breasts quivered like a pair of little white rabbits.

"Oh... I'll make you lose your mind in a bit. You've been missing me too much! You know whether your husband's performance is up to par!" Wen's hand covered her crotch, mischievously smearing the fluids that had seeped out all over her body.

"Get lost, who believes you! It's so far away... is it... ah!" Helan coquettishly climbed on top of 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 hair, with fine veins visible; pinkish-brown head held high, bouncy. "Silly boy, you're quite the show-off. Did someone get you drunk? He said he'd treat you to a welcome-back dinner."

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

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

"Get lost, you jerk!" Helan slammed a pillow against his face.

Wen pleaded.

A moment later, Helan grabbed his throbbing penis. "I want it." Just

as Wen was about to get into action, the phone rang. Wen pouted at Helan and answered, "It's Liang calling. Kid, you don't want me to come 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 stared at him, seemingly understanding.

"You're just babbling nonsense again. Liang and I are like lotuses 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 had been very attentive to her during a visit; plus, Liang was alone abroad at the time, and the two were rarely together, so Xiao Li, feeling lonely, developed feelings for him.

"What a pity about them!"

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

"No word from her, hard to say."

"Hey, you can't be that serious..." Wen teased.

“You never know!” Helan replied. She pushed him down and 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, and said indistinctly, “Who told you not to come back? I’m going to cheat on you, oh…” Her movements became more and more intense.

“Now…now it’s yours…” Wen Jue was about to explode again.

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

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

“Lanlan, you really can’t stand being at home, can you? Husband will let you have some!” 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 it..."

"Let Liang come too...you, okay?" Wen was already panting. It seemed like they were about to reach the end.

"Ugh...no..."

"He said he likes you...I also told him that as long as you agree, I'll let him..." Wen seemed to be talking nonsense, but it was infinitely piercing and stirring.

Helan was obviously going wild under the impact of body and mind, rushing to the peak in a state of ecstasy. "Okay...I want it! I want it!" Wen roared and ejaculated...

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

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

"Oh! What a load of crap! I went to the front lines for you. You stay home and sleep with your wife!" She could feel Liang grumbling by the door.

Helan couldn't help but smile, and shoved Wen awake. "Did you hear that?" Wen reluctantly got up and shoved the door open, "What's that brat yelling about?" Helan heard Liang make a mischievous yelp: "Ah... I'm scared!"

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

"Waiting to write a check," Liang said.

Helan put on his clothes and went out. Liang said exaggeratedly, "Ah, finally seeing my family!"

"Stop teasing me, still acting like a little kid." Helan's face was flushed as he 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's face turned even redder. 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 when they met. There was no time to eat, so I brought you some food." Helan actually felt hungry at this moment.

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