Reposted from the author of the classic novel "Summer" (Volumes 1-5); by Youyuan

Part One:
Prologue
The Boeing 777 roared steadily, carrying hundreds of people from all over the world into the blue sky.
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 her, 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; 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 suffered a humiliating defeat. (He was mocking himself.) He was taken away by a premeditated gang in Hong Kong. Over two million yuan was involved. It was a highly 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 less than a quarter was recovered; 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 those guys into police custody. He'd vented his anger—it was worth it!
Thinking of Liang, He Lan's face flushed. Just now at the airport, when Wen went to sign for her 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 dodged slightly, giving him a flirtatious glare. "Come back with me, what do you want?" she
whispered. "Not enough yet?"
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 arrived. "Alright, hurry up and go in!"
He Lan looked at Liang with half-closed eyes. "I'll tell my husband!"
Liang laughed and went to get his luggage.
"Tell him what?"
Wen was a little confused. Then he understood. He whispered, "Don't be so lecherous. You dare flirt in front of me!"
He Lan smiled without saying a word.
Before going through security, she stopped; looking at the two outstanding men before her, her eyes reddened. She threw herself into Wen's arms. She murmured, "Thank you, husband!"
"Look at you! Still like a child. Get back home and quickly settle Qiangqiang's kindergarten enrollment."
She nodded, then said to Liang, "Goodbye!"
Liang reached out and tightly grasped her hand, squeezing it hard, finally patting her shoulder, "Have a safe trip!"
He Lan closed her eyes, reminiscing about the nearly two months she'd spent in the south, and suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout her body…
Chapter 1
He Lan 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 the same vibrant energy as soon as she stepped off the plane.
Wen picked He Lan up in a Jetta. 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!"
He Lan pulled her hand away from his. As soon as she got in the car, Wen gripped her hand tightly.
"Did you miss me?"
Wen asked.
"No!"
she said deliberately.
"Oh, let me see!"
Wen leaned over and reached out, his hand sliding up her thigh...
She trembled and murmured, "Be careful!"
Wen firmly placed his hand there. By this time, the car had entered the highway lane, and Helan dared not struggle anymore. Wen further explored inside.
"Ha...the flood is overflowing!"
Wen teased, his hand slipping inside her panties.
Helan couldn't help but moan, her wetness fully exposed to Wen's nimble fingers.
A moment later. The car entered the city, and Wen reluctantly withdrew his hand.
"Liang was originally going to come 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 yet recovered from the stimulation.
*** *** *** ***
They soon arrived at the apartment Wen and Liang shared.
As soon as they entered, Wen was entangled by Helan…
The two embraced, Helan's eagerness no longer concealed. She responded to Wen hurriedly. Wen ripped 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 snow-white sheets.
She propped herself up, wanting to kiss the body she hadn't touched in months, but Wen pressed down on her like a mountain; she gasped, opening her legs to receive him… When his burning hot penis entered her, Helan's entire lower body convulsed.
At that moment, Wen roared and erupted.
"You're so annoying!"
Helan punched the still trembling Wen, giggling incessantly, her breasts shaking like a pair of little white rabbits.
"Oh... I'll make you lose your mind in a minute. You've been missing me too much! You know whether your husband's performance is up to par or not!"
Wen's hand covered her lower body, mischievously smearing the flowing fluid all over her vulva.
"Get lost, who believes you! It's all so far away... ah!"
Helan pressed herself against him seductively, "It's not too late to confess!"
She grasped his 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 on her back, "It's already midnight, and he still hasn't come back?"
Wen played with one of her breasts. Snow-white, with visible fine veins; the pinkish-brown nipple stood erect and was very elastic, "That silly boy is good at showing off, maybe he got someone drunk! He said he wanted to treat you to a welcome-back dinner."
"Forget it! That kid has no manners!"
Helan pouted.
"Oh? Why is he being so disrespectful?"
Wen leaned closer.
"Get out of here, you jerk!"
Helan slammed a pillow down on his face.
Wen kept begging for mercy.
A moment later, Helan grasped his eager young assistant, "I want it."
Chapter 2
Just as Wen was preparing to get into action, 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 also hear Liang yelling in the receiver.
Wen laughed and hung up the phone.
"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 had been very attentive to her when she visited relatives; coupled with Liang being alone abroad at the time, the two were often apart, and Xiao Li, feeling lonely, developed feelings for him.
"What a pity about them!"
"She hasn't married that guy yet, has she?"
"No word yet, hard to say."
"Hey, you can't be that serious..."
Wen teased.
"Maybe!"
Helan replied. She pushed him down, flipped over and straddled him, "Don't move!"
She smoothly took his engorged penis into her body and began to move. She pressed down on him, kissed his lips, and said indistinctly, "It's because you didn't come back, I'm going to cheat on you, oh..."
Her movements became more and more intense.
"Now... now I'm fucking you..."
Wen felt another explosion was about to come.
"Oh... not enough! Husband..."
Helan murmured as if crying.
Wen suddenly laid her down, grabbed her slender white ankles with both hands and pried them open, forcefully entering her cavity. "Husband, fuck me..."
she screamed.
"Lanlan, you're so horny, can't stand being at home anymore? Your husband will let you have your fill!"
Wen thrust vigorously, 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, loving woman.
"Husband will make you feel good! Oh. Husband will give you a treasure. Do you want it?"
"Wh...what? I want it..."
"Let A-Liang come and fuck you too, okay?"
Wen was already panting heavily. He was about to reach his climax.
"Ugh...no..."
"He said he likes you...I also told him that as long as you agree, I'll let him fuck me..."
Wen seemed to be talking nonsense, but it was infinitely stimulating and arousing.
Helan was obviously going wild under the impact and stimulation of her body and mind, and in a daze, she reached the peak, "Okay...I want it! I want it!"
Wen roared, and ejaculated vigorously...
Chapter 03
Helan was awakened by the sound of the door opening, and Wen was still snoring softly beside her. She shook him. "Liang's back."
Wen snorted and turned back to sleep.
"Hey, I'm back."
Helan heard Liang yelling in the living room.
"Oh! What a load of crap! I went to the front lines for you. You stayed home and cuddled your wife!" Helan
could feel Liang grumbling by the door.
Helan couldn't help but smile and shoved Wen awake. "Did you hear that?"
Wen reluctantly sat up and groggily opened the door and went out. "What's that brat yelling about?"
Helan heard Liang give a mischievous, strange cry. "Ah... I'm exhausted!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Did you send those two old men away?"
"Waiting for the check."
Liang said.
Helan put on her clothes and went out. Liang said exaggeratedly, "Ah, finally seeing my family!"
"Don't tease me. You're still acting like a little kid."
Helan blushed and sat down next to Wen.
"Tired?"
Liang asked, his face mischievous.
"Get lost!"
Helan said coquettishly.
"Hey...did I say something wrong again? I meant, are 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 raging fire would ignite a huge fire when they met. There was no time to eat, so I brought you some food."
Helan was genuinely hungry at this point.
Liang kept teasing them, and everyone was happy, just like before; the only difference was that the four of them had become three.
Helan ate quite a bit, occasionally pouting and saying that Wen was stingy, not even letting her eat. This gave Liang another opportunity to retaliate; wasn't he just trying to feed himself first?
Helan glanced at Wen, her face flushed. Compared to a few years ago, Wen seemed more mature, and his personality was more distinct from Liang's usual carefree and playful nature; Liang, on the other hand, hadn't changed much, still the same as before.
After chatting for a while, Wen, covered in sweat, went to the bathroom to shower. Helan remembered that she had brought many photos of Liang's son, so she took them out and gave them to him. Liang looked a little sad when he saw his son. Helan sensed something was wrong and showed him a picture of a naughty child.
Liang remained silent, reaching out to grasp her hand holding the photo, sighing, a man's helplessness laid bare…
Helan didn't pull her hand away; she had a vague premonition that something serious was about to happen on this trip to the south. She stared at the hand holding hers. Her heart pounded wildly…
Wen came out, and Liang began tidying up the clutter on the coffee table. Helan offered to help, but he firmly refused, "You're a guest today, let me do it. Your work starts tomorrow."
Back in bed, Wen was eager again, and another round of passionate lovemaking ensued. Finally, Wen lay down like a lump of mud, clinging to her, and Helan leaned against him. "Is Liang in a bad mood?"
she asked.
"How could he be?"
Wen's hand kneaded one of her breasts. "He calculated that this year and next year would be unlucky. He wanted to make a move. I held him back every time."
"That brat is really something!"
Helan complained.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Liang hasn't even blamed her."
Helan remained silent.
"It hurts!"
She remained silent for a while, then Wen mischievously pinched her nipple hard. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Wen lifted one of her legs, and his half-erect penis gently pressed against her entrance. With a gentle thrust, it slid in easily due to the previous lubrication.
"Oh..."
Helan exhaled a soft, fragrant breath.
"Lanlan..."
"Hmm?"
She turned to look at him.
Wen hesitated, then thrust roughly, leaving her breathless. Wen spread her legs, rose and pressed himself against her, slowly moving in and out; he cupped her face in his hands and gently kissed her lips. He pulled away as soon as she slipped her lubricated tongue inside...
"Lanlan..."
"Hmm?"
Helan opened her hazy eyes.
"Want to do it with Liang?"
"Ugh... Get lost!"
Helan shook, trying to push him off. But Wen held her tightly, giving her a storm of thrusts...
Helan gasped for breath, her body beginning to writhe. Wen paused, then cupped her face again, his gaze searching for her.
"No..."
she whispered.
After a brief pause, Wen felt the slight trembling in her burning throat slow down, then suddenly resumed his assault, repeatedly asking her, "Do you want to do it with Liang? Do you want to? Do you want to…"
He Lan's body tensed and stiffened; then, a wave of pleasure surged over her, engulfing her. "I want to… I want to…"
she screamed…
Wen was completely exhausted again.
After a long while, He Lan punched him hard, "You're a pervert!"
Wen hugged her, "Lan Lan, I'm serious."
She turned away, ignoring him.
Wen reached out and hugged her again. She flung him away, "Let me tell you, no, impossible!"
Chapter 4
The next day, He Lan got up early to make them breakfast. This was a good habit she had developed from her mother; a good woman should make her home feel like home. She knew that Wen and Liang, two grown men, were definitely using restaurants as their canteen while living alone. Apart from business dinners, they basically ate takeout to appease their stomachs.
When she got up, Wen pulled her aside, telling her not to bother, "You can't do anything!"
She insisted on getting up, and only after looking at the refrigerator did she realize her mistake. There was nothing there except a bunch of beer. She understood why Wen had said "you can't do anything." She didn't know where to buy anything in the neighborhood, so after brushing her teeth and washing her face, she sat on the sofa, lost in thought.
Just then, the door opened, and Liang came in, carrying several bags.
So early?
Liang put down his things. "I told you, starting today, you have work to do. Wen has praised you countless times; I should enjoy it too!"
"Too much; it'll get stale if we store it,"
Helan complained.
"Never mind, I'll correct that next time,"
Liang grinned and went into the bathroom.
Helan made breakfast, but Wen still hadn't gotten up. She went in and dragged him up. "Get up! Liang's already gone out for a big shopping trip..."
Wen pulled him over and planted a kiss on her lips. "He didn't work as hard as I did last night!"
"Get lost! You rascal!"
He Lan pushed him away, but Wen held on tight...
After a while, He Lan finally came to the living room with disheveled hair and a flushed face. Liang was eating heartily. "Hey, you've got some skills. If you stay for two months, we'll all gain weight!"
He suddenly stared at her. "Have you been harassed again? Your hair is so messy. Shh, I didn't sleep well at all last night. That's another problem. If I don't get enough rest, he won't have a reason to deduct my salary!" "
Get lost!"
He Lan gave him a coquettish glare and ran into the bathroom.
He Lan stared at herself in the mirror, her face red and her heart pounding. Liang had always liked to joke, and she liked his cheerful personality, but this time it seemed to have a hint of teasing. Perhaps it was related to Wen… It seemed there was some kind of unspoken understanding between them, and her face flushed even more.
After a while of quiet solitude, Helan came out. Liang had already finished eating and was carrying the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. She followed him in and took them from his hands, saying, “Let me do it.”
She inadvertently caught Liang staring intently at her, and her heart, which had just calmed down, started pounding again. Liang noticed this and quickly turned and left.
*** *** *** ***
Wen walked out of the room, still half asleep. “Hey? Liang’s gone?”
“He said he’s working for you now, and if he doesn’t work hard, you’ll have a hard time.”
Wen laughed. “That brat! I have to say, he’s quite composed. The last few projects he wanted to work on, I poured cold water on them. Do you think he might have some reservations? Maybe he’s right.”
Wen said, chewing on her food.
"That depends on whether you have ulterior motives. Some people, if they had such a capable assistant working for free, would naturally have their own agendas."
"Look at what you're saying!"
Wen's eyes widened. "From the beginning, I never considered this company to be ours alone. No matter what he thinks, he has a share in it."
"Money is the most harmful thing,"
Helan said.
"Yeah, but it won't harm us. Sigh, wife, I seem to be getting old!"
Wen suddenly grinned mischievously.
"What's wrong?"
Helan knew he wouldn't say anything nice.
"I seem to be a little lacking in strength!"
Wen said with a grin.
"Showing off!"
Helan smiled coquettishly.
Wen opened his mouth but hesitated. Helan's heart skipped a beat, as if she had confirmed something again.
*** *** *** ***
Wen's advertising company was far from home, on the other side of the city. The couple drove to the company together. On the way, Wen would occasionally reach out and grope Helan's leg. She refused him several times, but when that didn't work, she let him do as he pleased.
Helan stared at the huge advertisements for saunas and beauty salons outside the window, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Do you know those places?"
Wen sighed and shook his head, "That's something I have in common with that brat—he gets impotent after sex."
Helan burst out laughing, "Anyway, you two are getting more and more vulgar when you talk together."
"Really? Everyone on this land is an elite of the nation. I don't think I've ever heard you describe them like that."
Helan pursed her lips.
*** *** *** ***
Wen was constantly being approached by people after entering the company. Helan wandered around outside several offices for a while, and everyone coming and going seemed quite busy; no wonder, with more than ten advertising companies crammed into this small building, the level of competition was unimaginable. Walking to the end, she saw Liang biting a pen and frowning through the glass window. It was rare to see him with such an expression; he was usually a cheerful person, even with the biggest things weighing on him. She smiled and knocked on the door to go in.
"Oh, it's the proprietress! I'm so sorry for not greeting you sooner."
Ryoichi immediately reverted to his usual tone upon seeing her.
"Did I disturb you?"
"It's nothing, just those old men from yesterday. They're cunning and sly. They pocketed all the money last night, and they called again this morning asking to change the case."
"Will there be any trouble?"
Helan was a little worried.
"No, we've seen this kind of thing too many times. They're just trying to shut up the people around them, making them think they're fair and cautious in their actions. It's just that we don't have time yet; we still have to play along with their act."
"Oh..."
Helan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wen is very busy now, isn't he?"
he asked. "He's currently handling a big case.
If you get this case, you'll really become a big boss's wife, at least for five years." "Actually, Wen only got this opportunity because of you. He just said that the company is jointly owned with you."
He laughed. "Actually, Wen and I aren't very possessive of money. We're just doing our jobs and doing them well..."
As she spoke, Helan felt Liang's gaze sweep over her thighs several times. Her Ports suit skirt was a bit short, and because she was sitting, a large section of her fair thighs was exposed. Sensing Liang's evasive yet somewhat resentful gaze, Helan found it rather amusing; this was another side of him.
Strangely enough, she felt a distinct surge of joy.

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