The classic "Angel 6"

(13) Abuse
Wen Lun accompanied a group from Dongmaru Trading Company to South Korea. Besides Zhi Shi and Toda, there were also two senior employees from Dongmaru's publicity department. One was named An Yongzheng, a middle-aged man in his thirties who always had a smile on his face and spoke wittily, making him easy to approach. The other was named Terakawa Akihiro, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, tall and strong, with a square face. Although not handsome, he had a rugged masculine air about him.
As soon as the group walked out of Gimpo International Airport, Song Meiqiao's management company had already sent people to wait at the airport to take Wen Lun and the others to the Walkerhill Hotel.
The Walkerhill Hotel is located in the suburbs of Seoul. Because it is situated on high ground and overlooks the Han River, it has been rated as a five-rose luxury hotel by the South Korean government. Japanese people have always been fond of gambling. Because the Walkerhill Hotel has a casino, there are many Japanese tourists staying here.
As the daughter of a major Japanese corporation owner like Zhishi, she should have been staying in a high-end luxury suite, but since she was here on business, not for personal tourism, she naturally wouldn't have booked such a luxurious room.
Wenlun entered the room and looked around. Although it was only a single room, it was very spacious. The Walkerhill Hotel had been built for decades and was considered a historic hotel. The rooms here were indeed much more spacious than those in newly built luxury hotels.
He was traveling on business and had no luggage with him, only a briefcase in his hand. His daily necessities, such as a toothbrush and underwear, were all in the briefcase.
Wenlun casually tossed the briefcase onto the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and remembering that he still had to meet guests tonight, he quickly took off his suit jacket, pulled off his shirt and trousers, took out a T-shirt and shorts from the briefcase and put them on. He then picked up the intercom on the bedside table and summoned a waiter to the room.
A moment later, the waiter arrived. Wenlun handed him the suit and shirt to be washed and ironed, and gave him 10,000 Korean won, instructing him to finish by 6 PM. The waiter nodded repeatedly in agreement.
After the waiter left, Wenlun stretched and went to the bathroom to shower.
For the past two days, Wenlun's mind had been constantly preoccupied with his beloved wife, Ziwei. He even dreamt of Ziwei having sex with another man, behaving in an unusually lewd manner, which had startled him awake, only to find it was a nightmare.
He knew Ziwei's gentle and shy nature very well; he could never imagine her betraying him, blaming himself and the poet for their infidelity, leading to such hallucinations. Wenlun's trust in Ziwei had even eroded his own precognitive abilities.
Little did Wenlun know that the current Ziwei was completely different from before, as if she were a different person. Not only had she betrayed him, but she had also become exceptionally promiscuous and lewd, like a cat in heat.
Wenlun came out of the bathroom, lit a cigarette, and sat on the bed in a daze for a while. He couldn't help but think of Ziwei again, and picked up the phone on the bedside table, asking the operator to connect him to Hong Kong.
The call finally connected, but it wasn't Ziwei's sweet voice that came through, but the housekeeper, Aunt Gui, who said that Ziwei and Yinyin were out and hadn't returned. Wenlun said to her, "Aunt Gui, please inform Madam that I'm currently in Korea on business. Here's the hotel's phone number, please write it down. The number is 453-0121. If Madam returns, please have her give me a call."
Just as he hung up the phone, there was a sudden knock on the door. Wenlun opened the door, and it was Zhishi who entered.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Aren't you welcoming me?" Zhishi asked with a smile as she stood outside the door.
Wenlun smiled slightly: "How could that be? I thought you and Toda were discussing the advertisement, so I was a little surprised." Actually, Wenlun knew perfectly well why Zhishi had come, but for a moment, he just made up a conversation to avoid any awkwardness.
Zhishi laughed: "The three of them went to the casino as soon as they put down their luggage."
Wenlun smiled: "It's rare to have a casino here, so let them have some fun. You, as the boss, should be more open-minded. Come in and we'll talk."
Zhishi said: "I won't pay any attention to them."
He closed the door and turned around to see that Zhishi's clothes were quite different from usual. She was dressed casually, wearing a loose shirt and denim shorts, revealing her two long, fair legs, but she was wearing the hotel's slippers. It was clear that she wasn't dressed for going out.
"Did you need something?" Wenlun asked.
Zhi Shi stood face to face with Wen Lun, smiling slightly. "I've come with a gift. Is that surprising?"
"A gift?" Wen Lun frowned. "What gift?"
Zhi Shi said, "Extend your hands to me."
Wen Lun was puzzled, but did as she said, extending his hands. Zhi Shi grasped them with her jade-like hands, then moved them upwards, pressing his palms against her two jade-like breasts. She said softly, "It's as if this beauty has offered herself up for you to play with!"
The moment his palms touched her, they felt soft and firm. He then realized that Zhi Shi wasn't wearing a bra. Wen Lun's fingers tightened, and he grabbed her breasts through her shirt, laughing, "So you're offering me two big steamed buns to eat."
Wen Lun had known from the moment he saw Zhi Shi arrive that she had come for this. This little slut, raised in a wealthy family, had always gotten what she wanted. With her beautiful face, she naturally regarded the men around her as playthings. Thinking of this, Wen Lun resolved to humiliate her.
Suddenly, Wenlun's hands changed from palms to fingers, clamping her nipples between his left and right, pulling her close.
Zhishi cried out in pain, pressing her breasts against Wenlun's chest, "It hurts so much!" Wenlun asked
, "Is it both painful and pleasurable?" Zhishi
nodded, "Exactly! It's so wonderful! You can torture me however you want, torture me as much as you like."
Wenlun laughed, "You said it, so don't regret it."
Zhishi wrapped her arms around his neck, "I won't regret it, I just like being tortured by men."
Wenlun chuckled, "So you like this? Then I won't hold back." With that, he gripped her breasts harder, each grip stronger than the last. He chuckled, "Your breasts are so round and firm, so elastic! Do you usually take them out and play with them yourself?"
Zhi Shi felt a surge of pain from his forceful kneading, almost bringing tears to her eyes, yet she also felt a strange excitement and stimulation. Hearing Wen Lun's question, she nodded, "Yes, if you like playing, do whatever you want... Ah! So good, I'm going to take your nipples off."
Wen Lun asked, "Today, will you do whatever I ask?"
Zhi Shi raised her watery eyes, gazing intently at Wen Lun, and nodded vigorously.
Wen Lun stared at her pretty face, seeing her expression of ecstasy, so beautiful it was almost dizzying. He thought that while Zhi Shi's beauty was slightly inferior to Ziwei's, it wasn't far off; she was indeed a rare beauty! He continued, "I've never seen a woman masturbate before, so show me."
Zhi Shi was startled, blushing, and said, "That's so embarrassing."
Wen Lun said, "You made so many excuses for my first request, saying you'd do whatever I asked—it's all a lie."
Helpless, Zhi Shi said, "Alright, but what do you want me to do?" As she spoke, she began to remove her shirt.
Wen Lun immediately stopped her, saying, "Slow down, take it off one piece at a time. First, sit on the bed and take off your pants to play with your little cunt. I'll sit here and watch." He then moved a chair to sit in front of the bed. Reluctantly,
Zhi Shi took off her denim shorts, then her underwear, before climbing onto the bed.
Her shirt was quite long, completely covering her hairy vulva. Wen Lun made her face him and slowly lifted the hem of her shirt. Zhi Shi gave him a playful glare: "You're so naughty, manipulating me like this."
Wen Lun said, "If I wasn't naughty, I wouldn't be a man. Okay, let's begin!"
Zhi Shi slowly spread her legs, pulling her shirt up to her waist, revealing a small, bright red slit to Wen Lun. Although it wasn't the first time Wen Lun had seen this exquisite sight, he still secretly admired it.
Despite her naturally wanton nature and the countless men around her, Zhi Shi's little flower-like opening, though succumbed to the passage of many, remained remarkably tender and rosy, its entrance still small and narrow—a true gem.
Zhi Shi gently parted one of her labia with her left hand, her right jade-like fingers rubbing the entrance a few times before pressing against her clitoris. With that single press, her body tensed abruptly, her beautiful eyes instantly closing, letting out a soft, almost mosquito-like "hmm." Seeing
her captivating expression, Wen Lun's blood surged, and his penis began to stir.
While rubbing her clitoris, Zhi Shi moved her left hand to grasp one of her breasts.
Wen Lun, unable to contain his desire, felt his penis harden, his shorts immediately creating a small tent. Before long, Zhi Shi was reaching her peak, the pressure from her hands gradually increasing, her thighs taut, even her toes pointing straight up.
Zhi Shi seemed increasingly excited, her eyes tightly closed, head tilted back, moaning softly. She gripped one breast with one hand, kneading it vigorously, her fingers already inserted into her vagina, digging and probing. The flowing fluid soaked a large patch of the sheets.
Wen Lun stood up, took out a bottle of shaving liquid from his purse. This Japanese brand, TOBO, had a silver-blue metallic casing with a round cap about seven or eight inches long, somewhat resembling an electric dildo.
Wen Lun sat down beside Zhi Shi, handed her the shaving liquid, and said, "Use this, it works quite well."
Zhi Shi opened her eyes, said nothing, and immediately took it in her hand and inserted it into her vagina: "Ah... so thick, the cold feeling is really wonderful." She began to slowly thrust, making soft, squelching sounds.
Seeing this lewd scene, Wen Lun could no longer restrain himself. He reached out and grasped her other breast: "It's so round and plump, I really want to devour it."
Zhi Shi gasped, "Come lick me, eat me, torture Zhi Shi." As she spoke, she quickly pulled out the shaving cream from her hand.
Wen Lun unbuttoned her shirt, slowly took it off, and threw it on the ground. He then leaned in and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
Zhi Shi arched her chest in pleasure, moaning softly. After a while, Wen Lun gently bit her nipple with his teeth, and Zhi Shi cried out, "Wen Lun...no, it hurts!"
Wen Lun ignored her and gently tugged at it with his teeth. Zhi Shi couldn't withstand the tormenting pleasure and collapsed onto the bed. Wen Lun immediately pounced on her, and Zhi Shi held him tightly with one arm, sticking out her tongue for a kiss. Wenlun, going along with the flow, sucked on her fragrant tongue for a while, kissing her as he took the shaving lotion from her hand and began to thrust in and out of her.
Zhishi's inner fire was completely ignited by Wenlun. Although her mouth was sealed by him, she still moaned and breathed softly. One of her small, white hands naturally reached for Wenlun's crotch, where he touched something already hard as an iron rod, fueling her fire even further. She gripped it tightly and stroked it vigorously.
The two kissed passionately for a long time, and Wenlun, too, was aroused by her. Before he could make a move, Zhishi hurriedly sat up, pushed him back onto the bed, and angrily said, "Lick me! I really want to lick you!"
Wenlun was taken aback to see this elegant beauty become so eager. Before he could react, Zhishi had already pulled down her shorts and underwear together, and a pair of... well, you know... sprang out.
Like a hungry mosquito drawn to blood, Zhishi grabbed him and began to lick and caress him intently.
Wenlun felt as if his penis had entered a snake pit, a small snake constantly turning towards his urethra, sometimes swallowing it deeply, sometimes pressing its throat against his glans and sucking. Zhishi's oral skills were superb, surpassing even Ziwei's, and he couldn't help but shudder with pleasure, quickly closing his eyes to savor it.
He saw Zhishi licking with relish, twisting and sucking, using all her amazing techniques.
Wenlun was so aroused that he almost ejaculated, and in a moment of panic, he quickly shouted to stop him, then flipped over and pinned Zhishi beneath him.
Zhishi was also consumed by lust, and even if she were stupid, she knew what Wenlun wanted from his actions. She urged, "Hurry up and put your penis in, I want it so badly." As soon as she finished speaking, she automatically spread her legs, grasped Wenlun's large penis, pressed the glans against the entrance, and was about to push it inside.
Seeing her impatient state, Wenlun, determined to tease her, held his lower body firmly, not moving an inch.
Zhishi, unable to bear it any longer, begged, "Please, have mercy and come in to satisfy Zhishi..."
Wenlun laughed, "I haven't tortured you enough yet, how can I go in so soon?" He then forcefully grasped her breasts, kneading them roughly, before flicking her nipples with two fingers.
Zhishi felt both pain and pleasure, her slender waist swaying left and right, moaning and panting. Her clear, bright eyes, watery, stared intently at Wenlun until she could no longer endure it and had to beg again, "Please don't tease me anymore. If you want to torture Zhishi, please go in first, okay? I'm so itchy!"
Wenlun, having teased her enough, laughed, "I'll let you go this time. If you want it, do it yourself."
Zhishi was overjoyed, quickly grasping his penis, spreading the glans open her vulva. Wenlun thrust in, and half of it entered. Zhi Shi tilted her head back, exclaiming, "Ah! What a big thing! Hot and warm, so beautiful..." She lifted her hips and thrust upwards, the penis penetrating further.
Wen Lun thrust deeply again, finally inserting it all the way in, filling her vagina completely. He laughed and asked, "How does it feel? How does my penis compare to your Japanese boyfriend's?"
Zhi Shi gasped, "Much stronger...much stronger! Please stop talking and fuck me harder!"
Wen Lun smiled, lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and then thrust fiercely. The sound of water splashing filled the air, mixed with Zhi Shi's moans of pain mixed with pleasure, a sound that was incredibly exciting.
Zhi Shi was truly overjoyed this time. She felt a fiery, massive penis pounding inside her vagina, each deep thrust causing the glans to touch her clitoris, a tingling, numb sensation. Before she had even reached a hundred thrusts, Zhi Shi could no longer hold back. Suddenly, she gripped Wen Lun's arms tightly, her body trembling, and she ejaculated.
Wenlun felt waves of warm liquid pouring over him, his vagina contracting and trembling violently, tightly sucking on the entire penis, feeling extremely pleasurable. He couldn't help but laugh and say, "How useless you are, you lost it so quickly."
Zhi Shi was utterly terrified, too weak to answer him, only gasping for breath.
Wen Lun didn't stop; instead, he intensified his assault, gripping her ankles and thrusting them forcefully upwards.
Zhi Shi's desire, barely subsided, was immediately reignited. After her second ejaculation, Wen Lun flipped her over, making her lie face down on the bed, and then thrust into her from behind again.
This battle raged for nearly an hour, with the two changing positions repeatedly, driving Zhi Shi to the brink of ecstasy. Finally, Wen Lun could no longer restrain himself, pouring his entire essence into her womb before embracing her, panting heavily.
Zhi Shi nestled against Wen Lun, resting for a long time before slowly catching her breath. She stroked his hair and said softly, "You're really something else. You almost took her life! You heartless man, is this how you treat your wife?"
Wen Lun laughed, "She's different from you, and she doesn't like being abused."
Zhi Shi teased, "So you only know how to bully me. If I ever meet your wife, I'll definitely tell her how you bullied and abused me."
Wen Lun was startled, "Are you joking? That would ruin my family!"
Zhi Shi laughed, "You seem quite concerned; it seems you treat your wife well too." "That's to be expected, especially since your wife is a famous beauty. But you should be careful. Since you love her so much, you should keep a close eye on her to prevent other men from taking her away. I'm a woman myself, and I understand women's nature very well. When a woman changes, she's more decisive than anything else. You need to be careful!"
Wen Lun, even at his age, though he didn't understand, had heard of such things. But he knew in his heart that Ziwei loved him so much, how could she suddenly change her mind? Besides, Ziwei was kind and soft-hearted. Even if problems arose between them, as long as they sat down and talked it out, they would surely resolve them.
Hearing Zhi Shi's words, he smiled gently and said, "Thank you for your advice. I will pay attention! Okay, I have a date tonight. I want to take a bath and get ready."
Zhi Shi also got up and pulled him, saying, "I want to go too. Let's bathe together."
After the two finished bathing, Zhi Shi, afraid that Toda and the others would find out when they returned, hurriedly went back to her room. Before 6 PM, the waiter had already returned Wenlun's freshly washed and ironed clothes.
That evening, Song Meiqiao's manager personally came to the hotel to greet them. This manager, named Jin Yingnan, was a tall, middle-aged man nearing forty. Among the greeters was a man named Li Junzhi, whose status was similar to Wenlun's; he was Dongwan's Korean agent.
The banquet was to be held at a high-end restaurant in Hannam-dong, Seoul. Upon entering the restaurant, Wenlun was immediately struck by its grandeur. Built in the style of traditional Korean architecture, the entrance led to a large garden with a large lotus pond in the center, spanned by a reddish-brown wooden bridge. Surrounded by bamboo groves and stone towers, it was a high-end restaurant with a distinctly traditional Korean feel.
After crossing the bridge, the group entered the main hall. Two rows of female waitresses dressed in hanbok were already lined up on either side of the entrance. Led by the restaurant staff, they arrived at an astonishingly large dining room.
The center of the hall was largely empty, with a painting of a sunrise and white cranes hanging on the far wall, ten meters wide and over two meters high, completely covering the wall. Ten low tables, each with a wide top and made of mahogany, were already arranged on either side of the hall.
Dongwan and his group of five sat on the left, while Jin Yingnan, his secretary, and Li Junzhi and his companion sat on the right. Once the eight were seated, the door opened again, and ten female attendants dressed in hanbok knelt outside, each holding a lacquered wooden tray filled with exquisite tableware.
Seeing the ten women simultaneously bow in welcome, they slowly rose and placed the tableware on each person's low table.
Wenju glanced at the hanbok woman before him and couldn't help but admire her. She appeared to be about twenty years old and quite beautiful. What attracted Wenlun most was her gentle and elegant demeanor; every gesture exuded the tenderness and consideration of an ancient woman.
Her hanbok was incredibly beautiful and eye-catching: a deep purple top with wide, snow-white sleeves, and a purple and white lace collar at the front. A traditional purple butterfly ribbon tied at the front of the garment hung down to her feet. Most excitingly, however, was her low-cut V-neck design; when the beauty bent over, her cleavage was clearly visible.
Wen Lun was immediately captivated by the beauty before him. Looking at the nine women before him, he realized they were all carefully selected beauties. He thought to himself that selecting and training so many beauties was no easy task. He couldn't help but think of the recent historical Korean drama "Dae Jang Geum," and felt as if he were Emperor Jungjong of Joseon in the drama, and the beauty before him was the female lead, Lee Young-ae (Seo Jang-geum). But upon closer inspection, this beauty was much younger than Lee Young-ae and even more stunning.
After the ten beauties left the dining room, Kim Young-nam politely said in Japanese, "I'm so sorry, Song Mi-kyo will be here soon. Please don't mind the wait." Since
Korea had been under Japanese rule for many years, Japanese was quite common there. Toda also smiled and said, "It's alright, we're overjoyed that Miss Song is here."
Kim Young-nam continued, "Mi-kyo has a drama series to film and can't personally greet you all. Today happens to be the last episode of the series, so she has to finish it quickly. Please forgive her. Fortunately, the TV station is in Seoul, and judging by the time, I believe she should be here soon."
Jung-joon asked curiously, "Seoul? What's that?"
Kim Young-nam smiled and said, "Seoul is Hanseong. In January 2005, the South Korean government officially renamed Hanseong to Seoul, mainly to signify the capital city. From then on, there was no longer a place called Hanseong in South Korea. And we Koreans are starting to get used to this new name." Hearing this, everyone understood.
The eight people chatted and laughed. Before long, the hall door opened again, and a waitress led two beautiful women in. Everyone looked up and immediately recognized one of the beauties as Song Meiqiao.
(14) Star
Wen Lun looked up and saw that Song Meiqiao was quite short and petite. She was probably no more than 160 centimeters tall, but her breasts were unusually full and firm. When she walked, they swayed back and forth, which was extremely attractive.
The other beauty was about the same age as Song Meiqiao, around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She had a round face and long, straight hair. She looked pure and quiet. In terms of appearance, she and Song Meiqiao were equally beautiful and it was hard to say who was better. As
soon as the two entered the dining hall, they bowed to everyone in the hall and were then invited to sit down by the waitress. After the two sat down, Jin Yingnan said, "This is Miss Song Meiqiao. I believe everyone is familiar with her."
Zheng Jun laughed and said, "Of course! Miss Song is incredibly famous. Who doesn't know her? But I didn't expect that Miss Song's real appearance is even more beautiful than on screen."
Toda immediately chimed in, grinning, "That's right, that's right, absolutely right!"
Upon hearing this, Song Meiqiao and the beautiful woman nodded to the two of them and returned a friendly smile.
Jin Yingnan chuckled and said, "You flatter me, everyone!" He then introduced the beautiful woman, "This is Miss Zheng Shuying, Meiqiao's nanny. She's usually in charge of work arrangements." He then introduced the Dongwan group to the two women.
Song Meiqiao and Zheng Shuying behaved very generously and politely, greeting everyone.
Actually, even without Jin Yingnan's introduction, Wen Lun and the others had already guessed Zheng Shuying's identity upon seeing her.
Jun Zhengjun laughed and said, "A big star is indeed extraordinary; even her nanny is so beautiful. Besides, Mr. Jin, you shouldn't be like this. Such a beauty should be promoted to a big star. Mr. Jin, you're really wasting her talent." Zheng Shuying blushed
upon hearing this and could only smile to cover it up. Song Meiqiao smiled at her from the side, "Even this gentleman says so, you should really consider it..."
Jin Yingnan shook her head and smiled, "I don't need Brother Zhengjun's advice, it's just that Miss Zheng is too content with the status quo. Despite repeated persuasion, she still refuses to appear on screen, and there's nothing I can do about it."
Amidst the laughter and conversation, Song and Zheng's eyes kept sneaking glances at Wen Lun. They shared the same thought: this young man was already a high-ranking figure in the Li Group; moreover, his dignified appearance and tall, handsome stature seemed unmatched even among many Korean male stars. These two Korean beauties had unknowingly been captivated by Wen Lun's imposing figure.
Zhi Shi, however, noticed both women's gazes. Being women themselves, she instinctively understood the thoughts of Song and Zheng. She couldn't help but glance at Wen Lun, who happened to look at her just then. Zhi Shi smiled at him, then extended her middle finger on the table, pointing at the two women opposite her, implying that he should be wary of their actions.
Although Wen Lun was intelligent, he didn't immediately grasp Zhi Shi's meaning
and was somewhat confused. He naturally looked in the direction she was pointing, his eyes meeting those of Song and Zheng. Wen Lun paused slightly, then politely smiled back at the two women. Song Mei Qiao, having seen many situations, calmly returned his smile, but Zheng Shuying seemed somewhat embarrassed and quickly looked away.
To avoid any misunderstanding, Wen Lun slowly looked away from the two, his mind preoccupied with something else. He recalled the frequent reports in recent years on the internet and in newspapers about the popularity of plastic surgery among South Korean women. He noted that eight or nine out of ten of South Korea's top female celebrities had undergone cosmetic procedures, and some South Korean websites even posted photos of actresses before their surgeries. This issue had caused a huge uproar in South Korea at the time.
Two years ago, a Japanese publication revealed the secrets of Choi Ji-il, a current queen of the South Korean film industry, claiming that her speech was unclear due to plastic surgery, and also reported on numerous sex scandals involving her. While these were all tabloid stories and not entirely credible, the fact that South Korean women love plastic surgery was undeniable. Some vain young women, in particular, would undergo surgery and then enroll in performing arts academies, hoping to achieve instant fame and become big stars.
Thinking this, Wen Lun couldn't help but steal glances at Song and Zheng again, wondering if their beauty was the result of plastic surgery. But then he thought, what did it matter to him whether they had had work done? Besides, while they were beautiful, they were far inferior to his beloved wife, Ziwei!
The thought of Ziwei, her delicate and charming face, and her snow-white, alabaster skin, filled him with a longing to fly back to Hong Kong immediately and hold his wife close.
Just then, the dining room door opened again, and more than ten maids, previously dressed in hanbok, filed in, each carrying a small stove, which they placed on their respective tables. Then, dishes were served.
Each maid served one guest, mainly preparing and cooking food.
While enjoying the exquisite Korean cuisine, the group discussed the upcoming advertisement. Finally, when discussing the choice of filming location, Lee Kyun-jik, the Korean agent, suggested that the Gyeongju branch was the most suitable for the advertisement shoot. He explained that the Gyeongju branch was located on the shores of Bomun Lake, facing the lake with beautiful scenery. Furthermore
, the branch was newly built, and its interior design was very fashionable, making it an excellent filming location. Everyone agreed without objection, and it was decided that the staff for the advertisement shoot would move to Gyeongju the following morning.
Toda said, "We'll handle notifying the male lead, Kimura, but we'll have to trouble you, Mr. Kim, with the accommodation in Gyeongju."
Kim Young-nam smiled and said, "That's no problem; I'll take care of the accommodation."
The banquet that evening didn't end until 10 PM. Wen Lun, exhausted from the day, returned to the hotel, took a shower, and went to bed. Fortunately, Zhi Shi didn't come to his room to bother him, allowing Wen Lun to get a good night's sleep.
Taking advantage of her husband Wenlun's business trip to Japan, Ziwei seized the opportunity to have an affair with Junhao in South Korea. After arriving, they discreetly stayed in Gyeongju, far from the capital. Little did she know that her husband would not only come to South Korea but also visit Gyeongju – a twist of fate!
That morning, the three of them indulged in a wild feast at the hotel, sleeping until noon. After lunch, they explored Gyeongju.
Gyeongju, the former capital of the Silla Dynasty, is brimming with the art and culture of that era. The three first took the Donghae South Line to Bulguksa Temple. Built in 535 AD, the temple suffered a devastating fire in the late 16th century due to Japanese pirates, leaving only a portion of the temple buildings, statues, stone bridges, and pagodas intact. Later, the government rebuilt it, restoring its original appearance. Another unique feature of Bulguksa Temple is its depiction of the Saha world from the Lotus Sutra, the Lotus Treasury World from the Avatamsaka Sutra, and the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss from the Amitabha Sutra – making it a worthwhile place to visit.
The three then returned to the central area of Gyeongju and visited places like Banwolseong, Seokbingku, and Gyerim. As the sun began to set, they dined at a luxurious Korean restaurant near Hwangnam-dong.
They requested a VIP room, where seating was done on the floor, somewhat like a traditional Japanese restaurant. While such VIP rooms typically have waitresses present, Yinyin felt uncomfortable with strangers around and couldn't speak freely. She instructed the waitress not to attend to them in the room, but simply to bring in the food.
Restaurants prioritize their customers, so the waitresses readily agreed; it was a common practice, especially among young couples who often requested this and disliked having waitresses in their rooms.
The three seemed to be in high spirits, enjoying a sumptuous Korean meal and drinking beer one can after another. Ziwei, who has a very low alcohol tolerance, became flushed after only three or four drinks. Yinyin's alcohol tolerance was the opposite of hers; she and Junhao drank cup after cup, evenly matched.
Ziwei, sitting beside Junhao, had already rested her head on his shoulder after a few drinks, drifting off to sleep.
Junhao wrapped his arm around her slender waist, laughing, "Ziwei, you're really useless! You've only had a little bit and you're already this drunk!"
Ziwei gave a soft "Mmm," snuggled closer, smiled slightly at him, hugged his waist again, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Yinyin laughed, "Ziwei has never been a good drinker; she's already had too much to drink today. If you want to drink, I'll keep you company."
Junhao laughed, "I didn't expect you to be such a heavy drinker. Tonight, let's see who can't hold out."
Yinyin said, "I'm not afraid of you at all; let's have a contest."
Upon hearing this, Ziwei quickly said, "No! If you both get drunk, how can I take you home alone? Don't drink anymore, let's drink to our hearts' content back at the hotel!"
Junhao kissed her on the cheek and laughed, "Don't worry, I'm not that easily drunk."
Ziwei said, "Don't underestimate Yinyin, her alcohol tolerance is stronger than a man's. If you two get carried away and end up hurting yourselves, what will I do then? Be good, you're not allowed to drink anymore."
Yinyin laughed, "See how much Ziwei cares about you, afraid that you, a grown man, will be defeated by a girl." "You're shameless, I guess you should just let
it go." Junhao, feeling angry, slapped his thigh and said, "You think I'm afraid of you? Bring it on!"
Seeing that Junhao wouldn't listen to her, Ziwei pushed him away and slowly stood up. Junhao was taken aback and grabbed her wrist, asking, "Where are you going?"
Ziwei replied with a hint of reproach, "It's none of your business. If you want to drink, stay here and drink your fill. I'm going back first."
Seeing her anger, Junhao quickly said, "No, I won't drink anymore. Don't be like this, sit down and let's talk."
As he spoke, he pulled her down with force.
Ziwei pretended to resist, puffing out her cheeks as she sat back down. Junhao took the opportunity to lean in and pull her into his arms, saying, "Don't be angry anymore. Come on! Let me kiss you back." He kissed her pretty face.
Seeing the two embracing and flirting, Yin Yin laughed and said, "If you want to win Ziwei back, it's easy! Just take out your big thing, and as long as you thrust it in hard, I guarantee Ziwei will be all smiles!"
The two were startled at the same time. Ziwei immediately blushed and said angrily, "Yin Yin, really, that's so awful!"
Yin Yin laughed, "Am I wrong? I don't believe this method won't work. Junhao, you try it."
Junhao chuckled, "Ziwei, to make you happy, I won't hold back." He pulled Ziwei's body forcefully, making her lie on her back on his lap.
Ziwei was startled and cried out, "Don't listen to her, I don't want to… Ah! You…"
Junhao had already seized the opportunity; one of his large hands had slipped inside her T-shirt neckline, his fingers quickly passing through her streamlined bra, completely enveloping one of her breasts.
Junhao laughed, "Round and plump, it's so irresistible."
Ziwei scolded, "You... you should pull your hand away quickly, it would be embarrassing if someone came in and saw!"
Yinyin also moved closer to Ziwei and laughed, "Didn't you hear me tell the waiter? Without my call, who would come in? Even if you took off all your clothes now, no one would see."
Ziwei was startled, and was indeed afraid that Junhao would become emboldened after a few drinks and make a move here. She hurriedly said, "No, even if you want to, let's do it when we get back to the hotel. Please let me go. If you keep doing this, I'll get angry." Junhao
had only been playing around, but seeing that Ziwei was serious, he had no choice but to withdraw his hand.
Ziwei quickly sat up, straightened her clothes, and said with a hint of reproach, "Don't you even know where you are? How can you do this kind of thing here!"
Yinyin said, "Who says I can't? If you're scared, just watch me." As she spoke, she reached out her delicate hand and placed it on Junhao's crotch. Suddenly, there was a "rip" sound, and Junhao's jeans zipper was unzipped by her.
Ziwei stared wide-eyed, looking incredulous. Junhao, however, made no attempt to stop her, instead placing his hands behind his back to support himself, brazenly waiting for Yinyin to do as she pleased.
Yinyin smiled at Ziwei, and with a flick of her finger, she inserted it into Junhao's jeans. In no time, she had pulled Junhao's large member out of his underwear. Yinyin held it and shook it a few times, but the penis was still not fully erect, swaying back and forth softly. Seeing Yinyin extend her middle finger and touch the tip of his penis, gently stroking it, she laughed, "Your thing is really something else. It's already so big even before it's hard. No wonder Ziwei likes it so much."
Ziwei was fine until she saw it, and now she couldn't help but feel an itch in her vagina.
Yinyin gripped the penis tightly and stroked it up and down for a while, and it gradually became erect. Then Yinyin bent down, stuck out her tongue, and licked the glans a few times.
Junhao let out a long sigh of comfort, and then felt a warmth on the glans as Yinyin took it into her mouth: "Suck! So good, suck harder..." As she spoke, her left hand reached out and grabbed one of Yinyin's breasts through her clothes, shamelessly squeezing and playing with it.
Yinyin sucked for a while, then reached into her clothes, unhooked her bra behind her back, and spat out the penis, saying, "Put your hand in and play with it. It's not enough through the bra."
Junhao naturally agreed, and his large hand reached in and inserted itself into her clothes. Yinyin let out a soft moan and buried her head between his legs again, biting down on his glans and licking it fiercely.
Ziwei watched in stunned silence, her eyes wide as Yinyin's head swayed back and forth, a large, fleshy penis moving in and out of her mouth with relish. She felt a surge of heat coursing through her body, her juices flowing freely.
Junhao glanced at her, seeing Ziwei's flushed face and lustful eyes, staring intently at Yinyin. He knew she was aroused and smiled, "Ziwei, come here and let me hug you."
Ziwei was more than happy to oblige, slowly moving closer to him and snuggling tightly against him.
Junhao turned his head and gently took her lower lip into his mouth, whispering, "Stick out your tongue."
Ziwei closed her eyes and slowly extended her tongue. Junhao sucked and licked it for a while, their tongues swirling and rolling until they were intertwined, their kiss burning with passion.
Just as the two were passionately kissing, Yin Yin suddenly sat up, reaching her hands under her short skirt. In no time, she pulled out her panties and tossed them aside. Yin Yin then straddled Jun Hao's lap, her back to him.
Seeing her move, Jun Hao gently pushed Zi Wei away and said, "It seems Yin Yin can't hold back anymore, but what about you?"
Zi Wei kissed him on the cheek and whispered, "I don't want to do it here."
Jun Hao smiled slightly, and saw Yin Yin turn her hand back, grasping his penis. Then, she lowered herself, her glans immediately forcing its way into her wet vagina.
Yin Yin felt her vagina being filled more and more completely by a large penis, until it was utterly filled, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Jun Hao also felt an overwhelming pleasure, his hands gripping Yin Yin's slender waist, his lower body thrusting upwards with force. After only ten or so thrusts, her vaginal fluids gushed out, making a continuous "squirt, squelch" sound.
Ziwei looked down and saw her lover's penis thrusting hard into her cousin's vagina, causing her labia to swell and flow with fluid. The sight was unbearable. Her own lust burned even more fiercely, impossible to extinguish.
Junhao thrust wildly nearly a hundred times, making Yinyin moan and cry out in pleasure. Still not satisfied, Junhao made her lie face down on the low table, raising her buttocks for even more pleasure.
Yin Yin, already thoroughly aroused, was completely obedient. Jun Hao knelt behind her, first pushing her short skirt up to her waist, revealing her snow-white, round buttocks. He then thrust his penis in forcefully, penetrating deep into her womb.
Yin Yin let out another "Ah!", her body trembling with pleasure.
Jun Hao, in high spirits, continued his rapid and frenzied thrusting, sending Yin Yin's body tumbling forward.
Yin Yin, her lust raging, cried out, "Ziwei, Yin Yin is dying of pleasure... This big-dicked general is so powerful, he's killing me, ah! So good, he's... he's inside me again..."
Jun Hao laughed, "Where did he go in?"
Yin Yin gasped, "It's... it's my uterus, you're so long... harder, fuck me, I fuck..."
Ziwei, hearing this and seeing this, could no longer resist. Her vagina felt like it was being gnawed by a thousand insects, an itch that reached her very core. She quickly wrapped her arms around Jun Hao, her delicate... Panting, she whispered, "Junhao, I...I really can't take it anymore..."
Junhao chuckled and asked, "You want it now too, right?"
Ziwei nodded gently, "Do me...I want you too..."
Junhao reached out and grasped one of her breasts, saying, "Wait a little longer, look, Yinyin is almost done too."
But before he could finish speaking, Yinyin couldn't take it anymore, her body trembled violently, and she went limp, "No...no more, Ziwei...quick...quickly take over...I can't take it anymore!" She then pulled away and sat down to the side, panting heavily.
Junhao patted Ziwei's beautiful buttocks, "Come on, quickly take off your panties and sit on me."
Ziwei didn't hesitate, and in a few quick movements, she pulled her panties out from under her skirt, straddled him, and sat face to face with Junhao. Ziwei slightly raised her beautiful buttocks, holding the penis in her hand and pressing it against her vulva, softly saying, "Junhao, hurry up and insert it into me..."
Junhao shrank back, laughing and asking, "Insert it into what?"
Ziwei knew he was deliberately teasing her, and began to coax, "You really are something, asking questions you already know the answer to! Hurry up..."
Junhao remained unmoved, deliberately making things difficult, laughing, "If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know?"
Ziwei naturally knew what he was thinking; the more lewd and explicit she was, the happier he would be. She could only lower her voice and whisper, "Use... use your big dick to insert into my vagina, are you satisfied now?"
Such obscene words coming from the mouth of this pure and beautiful angel were incredibly arousing to men, and Junhao was no exception. Otherwise, he wouldn't often take the opportunity to tease her. Hearing this, Junhao was aroused, and his penis couldn't help but throb.
Junhao no longer flinched or retreated. Guided by Ziwei, he slightly arched his back, and his penis plunged in, a warm, soft mass of flesh tightly enveloping the head. Junhao felt an overwhelming pleasure, letting out a sigh of relief: "You're so tight inside, it feels so good!"
Ziwei was equally beautiful to the core. A large, fiery penis filled her vagina completely, penetrating deeply and pressing firmly against the deepest part. An indescribable sensation of pleasure immediately coursed through her entire body. Ziwei hugged Junhao tightly, letting out soft, satisfied breaths. After a slight pause, she slowly swayed her hips, allowing the penis to thrust in and out of her.
Junhao loved making love to Ziwei face-to-face, thrusting in and out while admiring her stunningly beautiful face and the changes in her satisfied expression before and after orgasm.
Ziwei clung tightly to Junhao's shoulders, her beautiful buttocks bobbing greedily up and down, waves of pleasure causing her to moan violently, "Ah! It's so beautiful, Ziwei, how can you be so beautiful..."
Junhao's hands slipped inside Ziwei's clothes, supporting her slender waist, thrusting his lower body in sync with her movements. At first, his thrusts were slow and gentle, but later, they became increasingly intense.
Ziwei's beautiful eyes immediately went limp, her small mouth slightly open. Junhao, gazing at those slightly parted cherry lips, was momentarily mesmerized, and quickly leaned forward, teasing her small mouth with his tongue.
Ziwei let out a soft moan, whispering, "Help me loosen my bra."
Junhao's hands moved upwards, skillfully unhooking the buttons at the back of her bra. When Junhao's palms landed on her breasts, Ziwei couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her beautiful buttocks bobbing even more violently.
At this moment, Junhao's ten fingers formed claws, pinching and caressing her beautiful breasts. While playing with them, he asked Ziwei, "How does it feel? Are you satisfied?"
"So...so beautiful!" Ziwei said in a trembling voice, "Push it deeper, into my uterus, I'm about to come...ah! Like this...don't stop, thrust harder..."
Junhao was extremely excited. He forcefully spread her cervix with his glans, then withdrew, and then thrust in again. After about ten thrusts, Ziwei could no longer resist the pleasure. Her vagina contracted strongly, trembling and squeezing his penis with intense pleasure.
Sure enough, after several spasms, Ziwei ejaculated, and a warm stream poured onto Junhao's glans.
Seeing her climax, Junhao seized the opportunity and continued to thrust wildly until Ziwei collapsed onto him, only then did he stop.
Ziwei hugged Junhao, panting for a long time, then raised her pretty face and said, "You made me feel so good, you drained all my strength!"
Junhao kissed her and asked, "Can we do it again?"
Ziwei knew he hadn't ejaculated yet, so she nodded and said, "Go ahead, I want more."
Junhao made her lie on her back on the ground, and Ziwei automatically pulled up her short skirt, spreading her beautiful legs wide apart. Junhao aimed slightly and thrust straight in.
This time, Junhao used all his strength, each thrust was fierce and powerful, making Ziwei's hips sway and her body shake. Finally, she came again, and Junhao pressed the head of his penis tightly against her cervix, shouting, "I'm almost there too, can you shoot inside?"
Ziwei gasped, "Shoot it in me, shoot all your semen inside, ah!... So beautiful... Shoot again, shoot more... It's so wonderful!"
Junhao finally emptied his scrotum, sending all his semen into Ziwei's uterus, before lying on top of her, panting.
Ziwei hugged him tightly, gently stroking his hair and saying, "You ejaculated so much this time. If I hadn't been using contraception, I would definitely have given birth to your baby this time!"
Junhao shook his head and smiled, "I don't dare to think about that yet. It's enough to be with you often."
At this moment, they suddenly heard Yinyin's voice from the side, "It's good that you know your place. If Ziwei really got pregnant with your child, Wenlun would definitely fight you to the death."
The two turned around and saw Yinyin with her hands on the table, supporting her cheeks, her big eyes staring at them.
Ziwei and Junhao thought to themselves, so she had been sitting here watching all along.
That night, the three of them left the dining hall late at night. But they didn't know if there would be any more passionate encounters after returning to the hotel. That would depend on Junhao's skills!
(15) Chance Encounter
As fate would have it, under the arrangement of Kim Young-nam and Lee Kyun-jik, they decided to stay at the same Gyeongju Tokyu Hotel as Ziwei. Although the hotel was vast, consisting of two twelve-story main buildings, the fact that Ziwei and Wenlun were staying at the same hotel greatly increased their chances of meeting.
Kim Young-nam chose this hotel not only because it was near Bomun Lake and not far from the filming location, but also because the Gyeongju Tokyu Hotel had a VIP security area, primarily for political figures and celebrities. The
rooms there were in a secluded area with tight 24-hour security; no one could enter without VIP access. Song Mi-kyo was a top Korean actress, and Kimura was a popular Japanese star; to avoid being discovered by fans and reporters, all their activities would be extremely secretive, and they wouldn't be moving around the hotel. Staying in the security area was the perfect solution.
The security area included a separate restaurant and clubhouse, as well as several outdoor hot springs and an indoor golf course. And the rooms there were all luxurious suites with one living room and three bedrooms.
Zheng Shuying, Song Meiqiao's nanny, naturally shared a suite with her. Jin Yingnan, however, shared a room with his secretary, while the other staff members shared rooms, including Toda and the Dongmaru employees. As for Wenlun, since he was alone, he had a suite to himself. Regarding Zhishi, everyone knew she was the beloved daughter of the Dongmaru chairman and undoubtedly a client for this advertisement. Since she was a single woman, it wasn't appropriate for her to share a room with other men, so she was naturally arranged to have a room alone.
Wenlun inserted his card, and the door opened automatically. The suite was quite spacious, with three additional rooms outside the main hall, as well as a study, fully equipped with a computer, fax machine, and other amenities.
As he returned to the hall and tossed his suit jacket onto the sofa, the phone suddenly rang.
Upon hearing this, Wenlun heard Zhishi's gentle voice: "Wenlun, what are you doing now?"
"Oh! Zhishi, it's you. I'm feeling really bored and was thinking of changing my clothes and going for a walk."
Zhishi said happily, "I'm so bored by myself, would you like to come with me?"
Wenlun was feeling rather dull and lonely, and was more than happy to have someone to talk to, so he said, "Okay, wait a little longer while I change into something more comfortable."
Zhishi thought for a moment, "How about this, I'll wait for you in the restaurant downstairs in half an hour." Wenlun had no objections and agreed, hanging up the phone.
Half an hour later, Wenlun stepped into the restaurant, where a respectful waiter greeted him in Korean. Wenlun didn't understand Korean, nor did he know what the waiter was saying, but without asking, he understood the waiter's meaning and replied in English, "I'm looking for someone." As he spoke, he saw Zhishi sitting alone by the window, gazing intently out the floor-to-ceiling glass.
Wenlun stepped forward and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at so intently?"
Zhishi, hearing Wenlun's voice, turned around and saw a handsome man in a beige polo shirt and beige jeans. She immediately smiled and said, "You're very punctual."
The waiter pulled out a chair for him, and Wenlun sat down, ordering a coffee. Looking out the window, he saw that they were facing Lake Pumen, and the scenery was indeed exceptionally beautiful. He said, "With such a beautiful view, it's no wonder you were so engrossed."
Zhishi nodded and said, "Yes! I didn't expect the scenery in Korea to be so beautiful."
Wenlun said, "I've been to Korea many times, but this is my first time in Gyeongju. I heard it's an ancient capital, like Nara and Kyoto in Japan, with many historical sites and temples."
Zhishi smiled and said, "If only we could stay here longer, wouldn't that be wonderful? We could..." "Take your time, play around with him for ten or eight days."
Wenlun nodded and said, "You're the young lady of Dongwan, so no one dares to say a word about how long you want to play around. But I can't. I have a ton of work to do at the company, so where would I find the time?"
Zhishi said, "Don't laugh at me. Actually, I'm not even a small employee at Dongwan. My father told me that I should either study abroad or work at Dongwan. But I don't want to study, so I have no choice but to stay at Dongwan and waste my days! It seems I'll only be able to escape this predicament after I get married."
Wenlun smiled and said, "With your status and good looks, you'll have no shortage of boyfriends. If you want to escape this misery, just beckon with your finger, and I guarantee a whole bunch of men will rush towards you."
Zhishi shook her head and said, "That's true, but finding a good man is really easier said than done. It's rare to meet a good man, but I'm already married. " "Just like you!"
Wenlun laughed. "You're joking, don't tease me. But I don't believe that among your many boyfriends, there isn't one who suits your taste. By the way, what about Terakawa Akihiro? Isn't he very good to you?"
Zhishi was stunned, her beautiful eyes widening. "You mean me and him..."
Wenlun said, "Although I haven't known him for long, I've noticed something in the way he looks at you these past few days. Could I have really been mistaken?"
Zhishi paused for a moment, her eyes filled with doubt. "I don't believe you have such a keen eye for people. Tell me honestly, what do you know?"
Wenlun relaxed his shoulders and laughed. "Don't underestimate me. I do have a good eye for people."
Zhishi shook her head. "No, for you to say that, you must... Ah! Could it be that this morning... that person was you?"
Wenlun knew that... Unable to hide it any longer, she laughed and said, "I didn't mean it. Actually, I always have a habit of waking up early. I was just heading to the restaurant for breakfast when I saw something I shouldn't have. I'm sorry!"
Zhi Shi smiled bitterly, "So that person really was you. No wonder that back felt so familiar when I saw it." Zhi Shi paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, things between him and me aren't what you think, let alone anything romantic, at least that's how I see it. I spent the night in his room last night simply because of mutual needs, and we've both understood that for a long time."
Wen Lun smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "That's what you think, of course I have no doubt. But whether Zhang Hong thinks the same way is hard to say. A beautiful and wealthy woman is undoubtedly a treasure trove for a lowly employee; how could he not be tempted?" Although he thought this, he dared not say it aloud. After all, things are unpredictable, and no one can say for sure what the future holds. He didn't want to continue the conversation to avoid awkwardness, so he remembered something and asked, "Last night at the banquet, you pointed at Song Meiqiao. What were you trying to tell me?"
Zhi Shi laughed, "Really, you say you have sharp eyesight, that you couldn't even see what they were doing."
Wen Lun was confused: "What were they doing?"
Zhi Shi smiled mysteriously: "They were watching you all night. Didn't you really notice?" Wen Lun smiled and shook his head. Zhi Shi continued, "In my opinion, those two are a little interested in you! No... they're very interested."
Wen Lun raised his middle finger and shook it, "Don't talk nonsense. They're big stars, what handsome men haven't they seen? Why would they take me seriously?"
Zhi Shi said somewhat indignantly, "Women understand each other best. So what if they're big stars? They're still women. It's not surprising that they'd be attracted to a handsome man like you. Long Zi is a famous Japanese singer and actress, but you've seen her flirtatious nature firsthand. How is Song Mei Qiao any different from her?"
Wen Lun thought about it and realized she was right, and immediately fell silent.
Zhi Shi leaned forward and whispered, "And I'm sure she has a very strong sex drive. If she doesn't have a man for a day, her manhood will itch and itch. Do you know why she broke up with Li Bingxian?"
Wen Lun shook his head, but he had already read about Song Meiqiao's breakup with the popular actor Li Bingxian in the newspapers.
Zhi Shi lowered her voice and said, "Song Meiqiao had a drama called 'Full House' last year, do you know it?"
Wen Lun nodded and said, "That drama is just airing in Hong Kong now, of course I know it."
Zhi Shi asked, "So you must have seen the male lead in the drama."
Wen Lun said, "I've been a bit busy lately and haven't had much time to watch TV, but I have a vague impression of him. He seems to be a tall young man."
Zhi Shi said, "That's him. He's a Korean singer named Rain. It's said that the two slept together while filming, and she cheated on Li Bingxian. Eventually, Li Bingxian found out, so they had to break up."
Wen Lun said, "Is that really true? That's probably just hearsay, we can't take it seriously!"
Zhi Shi affirmed, "This is from Japan... " The news circulating in the film and television industry is highly credible.
Wen Lun smiled and said, "In this day and age, it's not surprising that such things happen. If it works out, it works out; if it doesn't, it doesn't. That's human nature. Even married couples have affairs; I'm not a bad example, am I? But then again, my feelings for my wife have remained unchanged; I still love her just the same."
Zhi Shi nodded and smiled, "I understand perfectly, and I believe you're a good husband! Don't worry, just close the back door. Although we've done this, I will never cause trouble for you and your husband; that's the rule of the game."
Wen Lun laughed, "That's not what I meant either, and you shouldn't misunderstand."
The two chatted and laughed, finding themselves increasingly compatible. Zhi Shi glanced at her watch and said, "It's only noon. How about we go for a walk?"
Wen Lun nodded and said, "That's a good idea. Kimura won't arrive until tomorrow. Since we have some free time today, let's go out for a stroll and buy some keepsakes."
Zhi Shi smiled and said, "So you're buying them for your wife, aren't you?"
Wen Lun smiled and dismissed the comment, then called the waiter for the bill.
The two walked out of the restaurant, and Zhi Shi asked, "We've never been to Gyeongju before, and we're not familiar with the roads. Where do you think we should go?"
Wen Lun shrugged and said, "I don't know either, but the way is there, it won't be difficult for us. By the way, do you prefer to see historical sites or go shopping?"
Zhi Shi said, "Didn't you say you wanted to buy keepsakes? Let's go to the city center."
Wen Lun saw a restaurant waiter walk by and asked him in English for directions to the city center.
The waiter said, "The shopping areas are all concentrated around Gyeongju Station. There are buses that go there from in front of Bomun Amusement Park."
Wenlun thanked him and walked out of the hotel. Seeing several taxis parked in front, he said to Zhishi, "How can our Miss Dongmaru take the bus? It's too much of a hardship." He then opened the back seat of a taxi and let Zhishi get in.
Gyeongju Station was not far from the hotel. It was just a ten-minute drive along the Beichuan River, passing Myeonghwasan Castle and Bunhwangsa Temple.
When they arrived at Gyeongju Station, they found it indeed lined with shops. Another notable feature was the abundance of beer halls, pubs, and cafes. The two walked through Ludong Cave towards Huangwu Cave. Along the way, they saw roadside food stalls lining both sides of the street, and their excitement grew. Zhishi took Wenlun's arm and pulled him to a food stall, pointing to a skewer of crispy fried octopus and exclaiming, "Wow! Looks delicious..."
Before she could finish, Wenlun had already picked up two skewers of octopus, handing one to her while taking a big bite himself, his cheeks puffed out as he exclaimed, "Delicious! Delicious!"
Seeing his praise, Zhishi naturally wouldn't let him miss out, eating with great relish. The two of them, all lovey-dovey, arm in arm, went from stall to stall, trying everything from fish cakes to roasted corn, their bellies emptying their stomachs.
Arriving at a hat stall, Wenlun spotted a white baseball cap with a large blue "S" embroidered on the front. He picked it up and put it on Zhishi's head, exclaiming, "You look so pretty in this hat!"
Zhishi was wearing a snow-white T-shirt with a university badge printed on the chest, and
distressed blue jeans from Big John. The baseball cap suited her perfectly. Hearing Wenlun's comment, she picked up a mirror from the stall, looked at herself, and was quite pleased with herself.
Wenlun smiled and asked the vendor how much it cost—only 5,000 won. Without giving a price, he took out the money and handed it to the vendor.
Zhi Shi was overjoyed. She grabbed his left arm and hugged him to her chest, pressing her arm deep into his cleavage. She exclaimed, "I never expected your first gift to be to me!"
Wen Lun laughed, "What kind of gift is this? I bet you've never worn such cheap clothes before, have you? My dear lady."
Zhi Shi said, "The value of the gift isn't important; the sentiment is what matters."
Wen Lun said, "Oh, is that so? How will you thank me?"
Zhi Shi shook his arm and smiled, "Tonight, I'll give myself to you so you can have some fun all night. You should be satisfied with my gratitude!"
Wen Lun laughed, "Five thousand Korean won for a beautiful woman? Are you still not satisfied? How about I give you two more hats? Then you can let me have three more nights." Zhi Shi was
n't shy at all, "A few more nights would be fine too, but I'm afraid you won't have the time."
Just as the two were laughing and talking, not far from them, they saw a man and two women walking affectionately towards Wen Lun. The three people were none other than Ziwei, Yinyin, and Junhao.
Junhao had one arm around Ziwei's slender waist and the other on Yinyin's shoulder. The three chatted and laughed as they looked at the things on the street, completely unaware that Wenlun was ahead of them.
Wenlun and Zhishi walked and talked, and as the distance between them gradually closed, almost touching, Zhishi suddenly pointed to a Korean folk craft shop and said, "These fans are beautiful, let's go take a look." After saying that, she took Wenlun's arm and walked straight towards the shop.
Fortunately, there were many pedestrians on the street, blocking their view. Just as Wenlun was facing the shop window, Ziwei and the other two walked past behind them.
Zhishi pointed to a Korean folding fan and said, "Give this fan to your wife. Look how delicately the plum blossoms on the fan are painted, they look so real, and with the purple knot, it's really beautiful."
Wenlun agreed. The two went into the shop, and when they came out, Wenlun was carrying a package of gifts.
The two had a wonderful time that day, exploring every corner of Gyeongju's central district, including the ancient tomb park, Hwangnam Daejong, and the standing Buddha statue, until sunset before returning to Bomun Lake.
The two got out of the taxi, and Wenlun said to Zhishi, "You've been walking all day, I'm sure you're hungry. How about we go back to the room after dinner?" Zhishi had no objection, so the two went to "Lakeside Manor" for dinner.
After dinner, back at the hotel, Zhishi asked, "Would you like to stay in my room tonight?"
Wenlun thought for a moment and said, "What if Zhanghong comes looking for you? I think it's safer to come to my room."
The two went to the room door, looked around and, finding no one, Wenlun quickly opened the door, letting Zhishi go in first. He took the "Do Not Disturb" sign and hung it outside the door. As soon as he closed the door, Zhishi couldn't wait to pounce on him.
Wenlun embraced her, and Zhishi, with her eyes half-open, tilted her head back for a kiss. The two stood there, kissing passionately for more than ten minutes. Wenlun gently pushed her away and said, "How about we take a shower first?"
Zhishi readily agreed. The two didn't go into the room, but took off their shoes in the lobby and walked arm in arm to the bathroom.
Upon entering the bathroom, Wenlun first removed his shirt and placed it on the sink. Then he undressed Zhishi, stripping her completely naked, revealing her fair and flawless skin.
Wenlun exclaimed, "Zhishi, your body is truly beautiful, with all the right proportions."
Zhishi smiled and asked, "How do I compare to your wife, Ziwei? Am I more beautiful than her?"
Wenlun thought to himself that in terms of looks, Zhishi was inferior to Ziwei, but in terms of figure, they were equally stunning. He replied, "Each has her own beauty; it's difficult to compare."
Zhishi playfully retorted, "You don't need to say that. I know I'm not as beautiful as your Ziwei, but unfortunately, I've only seen her photos and never met her in person. I really want to see if she's as beautiful as the legends say."
Wenlun simply smiled without saying a word. Zhishi reached out and loosened Wenlun's leather belt. In no time, Wenlun was completely naked, just like her.
Zhi Shi greedily grasped his penis, playing with it as she said, "Your treasure is so special, it's a bit like a foreigner's, all white and clean, and so thick and long."
Wen Lun laughed, "My wife says the same thing. Actually, men's tools are all pretty much the same, as long as they work, that's fine, am I right?"
Zhi Shi nodded, "That makes sense. Come on, let's go to the bath."
The bathroom in the luxury suite was indeed different, designed entirely with white marble, spacious and bright, with a semi-circular hydrotherapy bathtub that was deeply recessed into the platform, with stone steps around the edge, allowing you to easily step into the bath without having to step over.
This bathtub was quite large, enough to accommodate three people. Wen Lun helped Zhi Shi into the bathtub, first turning on the gilded faucet and adjusting the water temperature. Zhi Shi had already thrown herself into his arms, and the two sat leaning against the edge of the tub, immediately embracing and kissing.
The pool water gradually rose, reaching their chests. Lost in their passionate kiss, they didn't bother to turn off the tap, letting the water flow into the drain. After
kissing for an unknown amount of time, Zhishi finally pulled away from Wenlun, stood up, and softly said, "Stand up quickly, I'll scrub your back." She reached out to pull him up.
Wenlun stood up as instructed, and Zhishi took the shower gel and gently applied it to his body. After finishing, Zhishi used a towel provided by the hotel to wipe his back. Wenlun tilted his head back comfortably, praising repeatedly, "I didn't expect your touch to be so good, it feels so good."
Zhishi smiled and said, "The best is yet to come." Then, she tossed aside the towel and began to caress him with her palms.
After a while, Zhishi's hands reached around from behind, wiping Wenlun's broad chest. Then, her hands slowly slid down, one hand gently supporting his scrotum, the other lifting his penis, stroking it back and forth. Wenlun felt
another wave of pleasure, closing his eyes and panting. Zhi Shi moved faster and faster, and his penis began to swell.
Zhi Shi laughed behind him, "Isn't it comfortable? I told you so."
Wen Lun panted, "If you keep going like this, I'm going to take you right here and now. Don't blame me then."
Zhi Shi laughed, "I'm so itchy inside, I couldn't be happier."
Hearing this, Wen Lun turned around and hugged her with both hands, saying, "In that case, I won't be polite."
Zhi Shi said, "Do you want me to stand and let you do it, or do you want me to ride you?"
Wen Lun shook his head and said, "No need to rush, lick me first."
Zhi Shi kissed his face, then knelt down, licked his penis with her little tongue for a while, and then opened her mouth to take his glans in. Wen Lun thrust his hips, matching her movements, feeling his entire penis firmly held by her little mouth, warm and soft, extremely comfortable. In addition, Zhi Shi would occasionally tease the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue, causing Wen Lun to tremble repeatedly.
Wenlun finally couldn't bear it any longer. He pressed her head down with both hands and thrust hard, shoving his glans into her throat. Zhishi held it tightly in her mouth, letting him thrust in and out. After a while, Wenlun gradually felt he couldn't take it anymore and was about to ejaculate. He quickly pulled out his penis and panted, "I can't take it anymore, lie down quickly, let me put it in." Zhishi
had been licking for a long time, and her vagina was already unbearably itchy. Hearing Wenlun say this, she rolled over and lay on the steps, sticking her round, snowy buttocks up high, just waiting for Wenlun's big penis to enter.
Wenlun came behind her, spread her buttocks apart with both hands, and with a thrust of his waist, his glans entered with a "squeak".
Zhishi felt a wave of pleasure wash over her and cried out, "It's so beautiful, ah... it's so deep, I've hit it..."
As soon as Wenlun reached the depths, he felt the vagina contract strongly and be firmly sucked in. He also breathed a sigh of pleasure and quickly used his skills to thrust hard.
The penis thrust in and out rapidly, turning her labia inside out, splattering her juices everywhere.
Zhi Shi cried out louder and louder, shaking her head frantically, her soaking wet hair swaying with her movements.
Wen Lun suddenly said, "Zhi Shi, turn over, let's have a water battle."
Zhi Shi, already weak from being fucked, immediately lay down on her back, resting her head on the edge of the tub, her lower body completely submerged in the water.
Without a word, Wen Lun lifted her legs and said, "You lead the way."
Zhi Shi reached out and grasped the penis, pushing the glans into her vagina, crying out, "Hurry up and put your penis in, I can't wait..."
Wen Lun laughed, "Look how impatient you are." He then thrust hard, the penis sliding straight in through the water, followed by the rise and fall of his hips, immediately splashing water everywhere in the tub.
Not wanting to be outdone, Zhi Shi cooperated passionately, raising her beautiful buttocks and thrusting upwards wildly, crying out "Ah ah" incessantly.
Wenlun grasped one of her breasts with one hand, kneading and pinching it, his waist never pausing for a moment. After hundreds of thrusts, he suddenly heard Zhishi cry out, her body slowly going limp, panting heavily. Wenlun knew Zhishi had climaxed, but he still wouldn't stop, continuing to thrust vigorously. Before he knew it, nearly a hundred more thrusts had passed, and a sharp pain shot through his lower back, wave after wave of hot semen shooting into her vagina.
After the pleasure subsided, Wenlun slowly withdrew his penis, and saw several clumps of white fluid gush out of her vaginal opening, floating and sinking with the water.
Wenlun turned over and sat down next to her, hugging her tightly, and then leaned against the pool to catch his breath.
(16) Hot Spring
Kimura, accompanied by two Japanese staff members, finally arrived in Gyeongju. After resting for a day, everyone gathered together the next day for a simple meeting. These were routine procedures before filming, mainly for the director to explain some key points of the advertisement.
The filming time was decided to be late at night, so as to avoid the disturbance of fans and the press, and not to hinder the restaurant's business. On the day of filming, everything went quite smoothly. Although it was a short advertisement, it was filmed all night. Then the fragmented clips would be edited into an advertisement film of only ten minutes or so.
The next evening, the production company held a celebration banquet. The banquet was held in a VIP room of a Japanese restaurant in the hotel. More than twenty people sat around a Japanese low table that was several tens of feet long.
Perhaps because work was finished, everyone seemed particularly relaxed. During the meal, they chatted and laughed, completely shedding their usual seriousness. Even Jin Yingnan, Li Junzhi, and Toda were playing drinking games and shouting. Wen Lun and the younger generation, including Kimura, were even more uninhibited, putting their arms around each other's shoulders and heads, displaying great camaraderie. Wen Lun, having just
returned from his business trip to Japan and South Korea, was finally experiencing another side of the entertainment industry. He realized that people in the entertainment circle were far more unrestrained and indulgent than ordinary people. Especially the scene he was witnessing now—it would have been hard to believe if Wen Lun hadn't seen it with his own eyes. Although
Wen Lun and Kimura were new acquaintances, after their previous outrageous gathering in Japan, they were much closer than before. At today's banquet, the two naturally sat together, and after a few drinks, they spoke freely and without restraint, discussing everything from romance to lighthearted topics.
Kimura, slightly drunk, couldn't stop talking once he started. Suddenly, he put his arm around Wenlun's shoulder and said, "It's rare for us to get together again today. After the banquet, let's find a place to have some fun. What do you think?"
Wenlun, who also rarely had the chance to indulge himself for one night, laughed and said, "Whatever you say, Brother Kimura, I'll accompany you to the end. But I'm
not familiar with Korea, so I'll have to let Brother Kimura lead the way." Kimura laughed and said, "To be honest, I'm not very familiar with Korea either, but you can rest assured. There are two beautiful female guides here right now, so you'll have a good time tonight... Am I right?" As he spoke, he turned around and put his arm around Song Meiqiao, who was sitting next to him. It was clear that the last sentence was addressed to Song Meiqiao.
Song Meiqiao didn't resist, letting him embrace her with a soft body and laughing, "There are plenty of places to play here, but what do you want to play?"
Kimura chuckled, "What I want to play, do you need me to tell you?" Suddenly, he exerted force, pressing Song Meiqiao onto his lap in full view of everyone, and grabbing one of her breasts through her clothes.
Fortunately, everyone was sitting cross-legged on the floor, and Kimura's outrageous behavior was hidden by the low table, so those sitting at the opposite table couldn't see it. But Wen Lun, sitting next to him, saw everything. He was startled and looked at Zhi Shi beside him, seeing her smile at Wen Lun, as if to say, "I was right earlier!"
Song Meiqiao let out a soft cry, slapped Kimura's hand, and then sat up as if nothing had happened.
Seeing their intimate behavior, Wen Lun thought they seemed to have been having an affair for a while and couldn't help but think, "Celebrities' lives are really messed up. They dare to act like this in public!" He glanced at the people at the opposite table, who were still chatting and laughing as if they didn't care about the two's antics.
Then he heard Song Meiqiao say to Kimura, "You seem drunk. Why don't you go soak in a hot spring to clear your head?"
Kimura slapped his thigh and said, "That's a good idea, but we don't need the hotel's hot spring. It's neither authentic nor elegant. An outdoor hot spring is better. Are there any around here?"
Zheng Shuying chimed in, "There are several hot spring hotels near Wuyu Temple. Although the hot springs here aren't as good as Busan's Bugok Hot Springs, they have a unique old-world charm. These small hotels mainly cater to locals, so there aren't many tourists, but in Gyeongju, everyone knows them."
Song Meiqiao asked with a smile, "Shuying, you're not from Gyeongju, how do you know so much?"
Zheng Shuying smiled slightly, "My older sister..." "I've been here with her a few times since she married into this family before the New Year. Trust me, I promise I won't disappoint you."
Kimura slapped his thigh and said, "You'll be our tour guide tonight. Wenlun, what do you say?"
Wenlun had no objections. While Kimura and Song Meiqiao were joking around, Wenlun quietly leaned close to Zhishi's ear and whispered, "You have to stay with me tonight."
Zhishi smiled slyly and lowered her voice, "Aren't you enough with two beauties by my side tonight?"
Wenlun shook his head, "I'm not familiar with them. If it weren't for Kimura's enthusiasm, I'd rather go back to the hotel with you and spend the whole night together."
Zhishi felt a sweet warmth in her heart and gently stroked his thigh without saying another word.
The celebration banquet finally ended at nine o'clock in the evening. As everyone left the restaurant, Song Meiqiao walked to Jin Yingnan's side and whispered a few words to him.
After listening, Jin Yingnan saw him nod slightly and say a few words to Song Meiqiao, as if instructing her on something. Then Kim Young-nam approached Kimura and Moon-ryun, smiling, "It's a rare treat for you two to come to Gyeongju, you should enjoy yourselves to the fullest. It's just a pity I'm getting old and my energy isn't what it used to be, so I can't go with you. Tonight, Mi-kyo and Su-young will take care of you for me."
Kimura smiled and said, "Mr. Kim, you're too kind. I've heard that Korea's nightlife is renowned, and now that we're here, how can we not check it out?"
Moon-ryun nodded with a smile but remained silent. Then Kim Young-nam said, "The nightlife here is indeed quite good, perfect for young people like you." After speaking, he took out his car keys from his pocket and handed them to Song Mi-kyo, "You can use my car tonight. Don't get too carried away, we're heading back to Seoul tomorrow afternoon."
Song Mi-kyo took the car keys and said with a smile, "Don't be so fussy, don't worry."
Kim Young-nam smiled and left with Toda and the others. Seeing that Zhishi was always clinging to Wenlun, Toda already knew the truth. He tactfully patted Wenlun on the shoulder and left with Jin Yingnan. Only Zhang Hong remained silent, giving Wenlun a cold glance before turning and leaving. Wenlun felt
uneasy seeing his expression, as if he had done something wrong! If he hadn't personally asked Zhishi to stay, he would have immediately told her to go back.
After everyone left, Song Meiqiao handed the car keys to Zheng Shuying: "I'm a little drunk, you should drive."
The five of them got into Jin Yingnan's Mercedes-Benz and slowly drove off onto the main road. Jung Su-young asked, "Shall we go for a hot spring now?"
Kimura replied, "It's still early. Why don't we find a place to have a few more drinks and soak in the hot spring with a bit of a buzz? That would be much more enjoyable."
Song Mi-kyo laughed, "Didn't you have enough to drink earlier?"
Kimura shook his head, "Those Seisyu guys were just average. Even if we drank for half a day, they wouldn't get me drunk."
Jung Su-young said, "Since you're in such a good mood, let's go to the city center first. There are more bars there."
After a ten-minute drive, they arrived at Seongdong-dong. The car stopped not far from the Gyeongju Museum, where several bars and restaurants stood side by side. Jung Su-young said to the group, "My sister and I have been to that bar with the stone-brick facade once. The atmosphere inside is quite nice, and the lighting is dim so that people won't recognize you two big stars."
Kimura and Song Mi-kyo, being public figures, had already put on sunglasses before getting out of the car.
Moon-ryun said to Kimura, "I really feel sorry for you. Even walking on the street, you have to avoid people."
Kimura said, "It was indeed a bit inconvenient at first, but after so many years, we've gotten used to it. There's nothing we can do about it. Otherwise, why would people call us 'embroidered mice'?"
Moon-ryun asked with a smile, "That's an interesting nickname. What does it mean?"
Zhi-shi covered her mouth and laughed, "It means they're as beautiful as flowers, but they can't be seen in the light."
Moon-ryun thought it made sense and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. As the five talked, they arrived at the bar. Pushing open the door, they found the interior dimly lit but uniquely decorated, filled with a Western cowboy style.
This type of bar was quite free; no waiters came to greet them. The five sat down at a round table against the wall. The wooden table was made of mahogany, with a leg as thick as an arm embedded in the ground, sturdy and solid. The tabletop was at least four inches thick, its surface worn and mottled, giving it a nostalgic feel.
After sitting down, Song Meiqiao and Kimura removed their sunglasses. Wen Lun looked around and saw that the bar was quite large, already about 70-80% full, and quite lively. The waiters were busy running around like guinea pigs.
Just then, a waiter walked by. Kimura stopped him, but since he didn't understand Korean, Zheng Shuying ordered two large bottles of beer and some snacks for him.
The waiter hadn't paid much attention to Kimura at first, but when he saw Song Meiqiao, his eyes lit up, his joy written all over his face. He probably thought to himself, "How could a big star grace this ordinary bar with his presence?" Just as he was beaming with delight, his gaze swept around and he saw the man beside Song Meiqiao—none other than Kimura, the current Japanese superstar. This made him even more overjoyed, and he exclaimed with a smile, "You...you're Kimura?"
The waiter spoke in Korean, which only Zheng and Song understood. Song Meiqiao laughed and said, "You mustn't spread this around. If you scare away this big star, it won't be easy to find him again."
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then stuck out his tongue and laughed, "I won't say...I won't say." As he spoke, he took out a notebook from his pocket and said to Song Meiqiao, "Could you two sign your names for me?"
Kimura saw this, smiled slightly, and gestured for him to put the notebook away. He then took out a business card, signed his name on it, and the waiter saw it as if he had found a treasure. Song Meiqiao signed her name on the business card and handed it to the waiter, saying, "You're in luck today; even I don't have his business card!"
The waiter scratched his head and grinned foolishly, taking the card with both hands and thanking her profusely before leaving.
Zheng Shuying asked Kimura, "How many business cards do you have in your pocket?"
Kimura laughed, "Do you want my autograph too?"
Zheng Shuying said, "It's not me, it's them." As she spoke, she gestured with her chin towards the bar.
Everyone looked and saw the waiter talking animatedly with several colleagues, while the others were just staring in their direction, their eyes filled with astonishment.
Song Meiqiao laughed, "That guy may be very good at making promises, but he still goes around telling everyone..." Before she could finish speaking, a young girl from the next table walked over happily with a piece of paper in her hand, naturally wanting their autographs, just like the waiter.
Kimura and Song Meiqiao had no choice but to adopt the usual celebrity demeanor and accept all the autographs. Sure enough, within those few minutes, one person after another came to ask for autographs. After a while, the two of them finally calmed down. Fortunately, they were sitting in a corner by the wall, a not-so-inconspicuous spot, and there weren't many customers nearby. Moreover, those people were quite cooperative, only occasionally glancing over but not bothering them.
Seeing this, Wenlun and Zhishi recalled Kimura's "embroidered mouse" comment and couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh.
In another corner of the bar, Junhao, Ziwei, and Yinyin were chatting animatedly when Junhao said, "It's been four days since we arrived in Korea. To avoid arousing Wenlun's suspicion, I think we should head back to Hong Kong tomorrow."
Ziwei nodded, "You're right. Wenlun usually travels abroad for business for three or four days, five or six days at most, rarely exceeding a week. If he comes home and finds me gone, even if he doesn't suspect anything, he'll still have to explain himself."
Yinyin agreed, saying, "Although Wenlun knows you traveled with me, he'll still be anxious and uneasy if he doesn't see you when he gets home. If he asks your mother, there's no guarantee he won't slip up."
Ziwei, feeling guilty, couldn't help but worry when she heard Yinyin's words. Seeing her worried expression, Junhao smiled at her, put his left hand on her shoulder, and pulled her closer, saying, "I'm sure Wenlun won't be back so soon. Let's set off back early tomorrow morning."
Ziwei returned his sweet smile and rested her head on his arm.
The three had spent the day in Gyeongju. After dinner, they strolled around the Gyeongju train station area and eventually arrived at Seongdong-dong. At Yin Yin's suggestion, they went into a bar to have a few drinks before returning to their hotel. As fate would have it, Jung Su-young also arrived with Wen Lun and his group. It seemed that something was bound to happen between the two groups that night.
Just as Jun Hao and Zi Wei were embracing and being affectionate, Yin Yin suddenly stared wide-eyed, her gaze blank, and stammered, "Zi...Zi Wei...it's...it's Wen Lun..." She then ducked her head and buried her face in the table.
Zi Wei and Jun Hao were startled and were about to turn around when Yin Yin stopped them, saying, "Don't turn around, Wen Lun is looking over here." She then moved her head further, using Jun Hao and Zi Wei's bodies to shield them.
Seeing Yin Yin's actions, Ziwei was even more shocked, her heart pounding. She quickly lowered her voice and asked, "Is...is it really Wenlun?"
Yin Yin nodded repeatedly, "No mistake, it must be him. Wenlun is sitting with a few people."
Junhao's expression changed immediately, but he knew that Yin Yin was usually very talkative and quirky, so he was still half-believing and half-doubting. He lowered his head and slowly looked behind him from his shoulder. To his surprise, he saw Wenlun sitting in a corner, chatting and laughing with several men and women. He was truly shocked and quickly turned to Ziwei, saying, "Wenlun is really here. It seems he hasn't discovered us yet."
Ziwei immediately moved away from Junhao and sat up straight, saying to Yinyin, "How could Wenlun be in Korea? What should we do? We'd better leave quickly."
Yinyin shook her head, saying, "Absolutely not! If we move now, he'll definitely see us."
Just as Ziwei and Junhao were in a panic, Yinyin peeked through the gap between them and discovered something significant. She quickly said to Ziwei, "Ziwei, come and see! Slowly come and sit here with me."
Ziwei hesitated for a moment, but still sat down next to Yinyin. The two of them huddled together, using Junhao's tall body as a shield, their four eyes wide open, staring in Wenlun's direction.
But then she saw Wenlun and the woman beside him embracing, their heads close together, and the woman frequently pressed her face against Wenlun's cheek, winking and flirting intimately. Ziwei's eyes blazed with anger. "He...they actually..." she cried.
Yinyin grabbed her hand, saying, "Don't be impulsive. That woman looks so seductive; she's definitely not a good woman. Didn't I tell you before that when a man goes on business alone, it's hard to guarantee he won't have an affair? I wasn't wrong, was I?"
Ziwei just stared intently at the two of them, seeing Wenlun's arm around the woman, her cheek resting on his shoulder. The more she looked, the angrier she became, stamping her foot and saying, "He actually did...did this behind my back...!"
Yinyin laughed, "Don't talk about him. Aren't we all like that? Let's all talk..." "That's great! Ah... Ziwei, look, the two people sitting with Wenlun look like Japanese stars Kimura Aizawa and Song Meiqiao. What's going on? How does Wenlun know these big stars? Ziwei, do you know?"
Ziwei had also noticed Kimura and Song Meiqiao by then, and shook her head, saying, "I don't know either. I've never heard Wenlun mention them. But Wenlun said he was in Japan on business, so how could he suddenly appear here? Could it be that he's been lying to me all along?"
Yinyin said, "That's hard to say. I never thought Wenlun would do such a thing."
Ziwei felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and tears welled up in her eyes. Junhao was also very surprised to hear the two talking, and he couldn't understand how Wenlun could sit with such big stars.
Then he heard Ziwei say fiercely, "I must find out the truth about this matter." As she spoke, she was so angry that her body trembled.
Yinyin said, "How do you plan to investigate? Are you going to ask Wenlun? I think we should take it slow and not rush things. Don't forget, you've also cheated on him. If you're not careful and let something slip, he might notice something, and then it'll be a big problem."
Suddenly, Junhao said, "Ziwei, do you want to know about Wenlun's relationship with that woman?"
Ziwei hurriedly asked, "Do you have a way?"
Junhao said, "I've thought about it carefully. It's so late now. Since Wenlun is here, their residence must be nearby. If we follow him from behind, we'll definitely find something."
It's no wonder Junhao is so enthusiastic about this. Since he discovered Wenlun's infidelity, it's undoubtedly a trump card for him. Even if he and Ziwei's affair is exposed, they won't be completely at a disadvantage.
Yinyin heard Junhao's words and happily said, "That's right, Junhao is right. As long as we follow them, we might make an amazing discovery." It wasn't
until almost midnight that Wenlun and his five companions checked out and left. As soon as Ziwei and the others stepped out of the bar, they quickly followed. Outside, they saw Wenlun and his group of five heading towards a Mercedes-Benz RV.
Junhao, being knowledgeable, quickly hailed a taxi. The three jumped in, and Yinyin said to the driver in Japanese, "Please follow that RV for me."
They saw the RV leave Chengdongdong, heading east towards Dianlangji, passing Tuhanshan and then north, arriving at a rather quiet residential area. There, the RV stopped in front of a house. Ziwei and the others didn't dare get out immediately, remaining in the car and watching from a distance. They saw a large sign in front of the house with some Korean characters. Song Meiqiao and Kimura, already wearing sunglasses, got out of the car and went inside.
Yin Yin asked the driver, "What place is this?"
The driver, who also knew some Japanese, replied, "This is a famous hot spring inn in Gyeongju. It seems your friends are going to soak in the hot springs. The inn is quite nice; you can go in and try it out."
The three were surprised by the driver's eloquence; he answered their question in such detail. Jun Hao didn't understand Japanese, so Zi Wei explained it to him.
Seeing Wen Lun and his group of five enter the inn, Yin Yin said, "Shall we go in and take a look too?"
Zi Wei hesitated, worried that Wen Lun would discover them. But Jun Hao nodded, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Let's go in and see what's going on. Let's stay in the car a little longer, let them go to their rooms, and then we'll start our operation."
The three waited in the car for more than ten minutes before approaching the inn, finding it to be quite small, only two stories high. Junhao peeked into the shop and, through the glass door, saw that Wenlun and the others were no longer there, presumably having gone into their rooms. Seeing only one person at the reception desk, he nodded to the two of them and they went inside together.
The person at the reception desk was a middle-aged man in his forties. Upon seeing the guests enter, he immediately stood up and greeted them. Yinyin said to him in Japanese, "We'd like a room, just for one night?"
The man thought to himself, "Why are there so many Japanese tourists coming in tonight, one wave after another?" He then took out a guest register and said in Japanese, "Rooms are available. Please register here first."
These small inns are different from large hotels; they mainly cater to locals, and the check-in procedures are quite simple.
Yinyin hastily filled out some forms. In the registration book, she noticed that the guests who had registered fifteen minutes earlier had done so in Korean, checking into rooms 203 and 204 on the second floor. She asked, "Are there any rooms left on the second floor?"
The middle-aged man replied, "It's not peak season now, so we have plenty of rooms. Would you like to stay on the second floor?"
Yinyin nodded, paid the rent, and the man took the key and led the three of them up the stairs to the second floor. He opened the door to a room at the top of the stairs and beckoned them inside. Yinyin, however, stood at the doorway, looking around. She noticed that the room's location directly faced the corridor leading to the second-floor rooms.
Yinyin was secretly pleased, thinking that the room's location wasn't bad; by simply opening a small awning, she could see the guests coming and going on the second floor. Thinking of this, she turned and went back into the room, closing the door behind her. She asked the middle-aged man, "Excuse me, where is the hot spring bath?"
The man took a booklet from a small shelf in the entryway and handed it to her, saying, "This is a map of our inn. There are five hot spring baths in total, all located downstairs, at the back of the inn." The three indicated they understood, and the man handed over the key before leaving the room.
The room was very similar to a Japanese-style room, with tatami mats on the floor, already laid out with bedding for two, and neatly arranged yukatas on top. There was also a small bathroom located next to the entryway. The room was quite spacious, bright and clean, making it very comfortable.
The three took off their shoes in the entryway. Ziwei sat on the tatami, lost in thought, preoccupied with her own problems. Junhao sat down beside her and gently embraced her, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Yinyin opened the wall cabinet in the room and found bedding, bathrobes, and other items inside. As she took out a bathrobe, she said, "They asked for two rooms. I wonder how the five of them will divide them up? If I'm not mistaken, Wenlun must be with that woman. I wonder what they're doing in the room!"
Ziwei felt a pang of sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Junhao, seeing this, hugged her tightly and comforted her, "Yinyin is always joking; don't take her words to heart. Try to look on the bright side. Wenlun has always been well-behaved; perhaps he's with Kimura."
Ziwei knew he was trying to comfort her, and thinking of Wenlun and that woman in the room, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, burying her face in Junhao's chest and sobbing.
Seeing her like that, Yin Yin shook her head, not daring to say anything more. She slowly walked to the door, pressed her ear against it, and listened to the sounds outside.
Jun Hao had one arm around Zi Wei's slender waist and the other gently brushing away her hair. Suddenly, Zi Wei raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, staring intently at him. Then
she moved her cherry lips to his and whispered, "Do me, do me now, let me forget everything." Upon hearing this, Jun Hao was stunned. Normally, even without Zi Wei's prompting, he would have already made a move in this situation. But looking at Zi Wei now, he hesitated.
Before he could respond, Ziwei's small hand was already on his crotch, pulling down his zipper and reaching inside to grasp his penis. "Junhao, tell me, what's wrong with me? Am I not as beautiful as that woman?"
Junhao shook his head. "Don't talk nonsense. You're beautiful, cute, and gentle. In my heart, no one can compare to you. I believe Wenlun feels the same way. Even if he wronged you this time, it doesn't mean he doesn't love you."
Ziwei pulled out his penis and began to stroke it. "If that's the case, why would he be with her..." At this point, a pang of sadness struck her, and she was filled with resentment and anger, which fueled her passion. She quickly shifted her body, straddling his thigh, and took his glans into her mouth, sucking it frantically.
Junhao had never seen her in such a frenzy before. His heart burned, and waves of pleasure surged through his body, making his penis harder and harder, filling Ziwei's small mouth completely.
After eating for a while, Ziwei sat up and began to strip naked. She saw Junhao still sitting there, motionless, and felt a surge of dissatisfaction. She scolded, "Even you don't want me anymore, is that it?"
Junhao quickly said, "No, it's just..." Before he could finish, Ziwei reached out to remove his shirt. Helpless, Junhao took off his own clothes and tossed them aside.
Ziwei, her breasts swaying, straddled his lap, sitting face-to-face with him. She cupped Junhao's head in her hands and pressed one of her breasts to his lips: "Suck on Ziwei, suck hard... mmm! So good..."
Junhao suckled while playing with her other breast, kneading and pinching it, causing Ziwei to sway and sway, her juices flowing like a burst dam.
Yinyin stood in front of the door watching, laughing, "You two go ahead and do what you want, leave the situation outside to me."
Ziwei went wild, shouting like a madwoman, "So beautiful, use your fingers... use your fingers to dig down there... Ah! That's it, go deeper... It's so beautiful, Ziwei is dying..."
The two sat facing each other and did it for a while. In less than ten minutes, Ziwei was starting to feel the urge to climax. She quickly hugged Junhao tightly, tossing her hips up and down in sync with the thrusting of his fingers. Sure enough, after dozens of thrusts, Ziwei suddenly let out a low moan, "Ah! I'm coming... I'm going to come... Junhao, give it your all... Ah!" As soon as she finished shouting, her body convulsed several times, and she hugged Junhao as she climaxed.
Junhao stopped what he was doing and was about to speak when Ziwei interrupted him, panting, "Just sit here and insert it. I want to watch how you fuck me."
Then, Ziwei leaned back, hands on the ground, slightly raising her plump buttocks, presenting her bright red vulva to Junhao: "Insert it, I want you so much..."
Junhao grasped his penis, aimed it slightly, parted her labia, and the head of his penis slid inside. Ziwei lowered her head, watching Junhao's large member penetrate inch by inch. When she felt the head of his penis reach the end, she saw that a section, more than two inches long, remained outside the opening. She cried out, "Push harder, insert your whole cock!"
As the head of his penis pushed past her cervix and slowly penetrated, Junhao felt incredibly aroused by her tightness, and finally, with their combined thrusting, his entire eighteen-centimeter member was completely swallowed by Ziwei.
Junhao, with his penis at its deepest point, paused and asked, "How does it feel? Is it still beautiful?"
Ziwei nodded, "It's really beautiful. It feels so good inside. Hurry up and fuck Ziwei, fuck Wenlun's wife to your heart's content..." Just as
Junhao was about to exert his strength, he suddenly heard Yinyin say, "There's some noise outside, don't make a sound!"
(17) Stealing a Secret
Ziwei was being penetrated by a huge rod, and she was enjoying
the moment. Suddenly, she heard Yinyin's words, and her mind cleared up. She quickly pulled herself up and ran naked towards the door. Seeing how nervous she was, Junhao sat blankly on the tatami mat, unable to speak for a moment.
Ziwei came to Yinyin's side and asked anxiously, "Yinyin, is that Wenlun?" Before Yinyin could answer, she put her ear to the door and heard a series of conversations coming from not far away. Although the voices were faint, she could still make out the general idea.
Yinyin whispered, "It shouldn't be wrong. Listen carefully to what they're saying."
A woman's voice came from outside the door, speaking in Japanese: "Shuying is in the restroom. Let's wait for her here for a while."
Then a man said, "Wenlun, why don't you come with us?" Ziwei and the other woman guessed from his words that the speaker was Kimura.
Sure enough, they heard Wenlun's voice: "Wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate? With me and Zhishi around, wouldn't it spoil your fun?"
Kimura laughed: "That's not right. When we were in Japan, we always had fun together. Zhishi, you tell us, do you want to come with us?"
A woman's voice suddenly giggled: "You're so naughty! You have to get physical with everything you say. Let go of me, you're hurting me... Really, what's the use of asking me? You should ask Meiqiao and Shuying first, that would be better."
Then Song Meiqiao laughed and said: "Don't ask me, I have no objection. Actually, everyone can soak together." "Hot springs are quite ordinary, but since Mr. Shen is shy, Kimura, you shouldn't force him to come along!"
Kimura laughed, "You say he's shy? You've misjudged him. Wenlun once drove Longzi, Xingzi, and Zhishi to the brink of death in Japan. Takeno and I saw it and gave him a thumbs up, praising his skill. If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhishi and see if I'm exaggerating."
Song Meiqiao laughed, "I don't believe it. I'll have to see for myself."
Then Ziwei and Yinyin heard a door close. It seemed that the woman named Shuying had come out. The voices gradually faded away and could no longer be heard clearly.
Yinyin turned around and saw Ziwei with tears in her eyes, collapsing to the ground and crying with her head in her hands.
Hearing this, Ziwei finally understood another side of Wenlun. She never expected him to be so absurd outside. Her heart ached as if pierced by needles.
Yinyin sat down beside her and hugged her, saying, "Ziwei, don't be like this. Although Wenlun has done something wrong, I believe his feelings for you haven't changed."
Ziwei had initially succumbed to Junhao's temptations, indulging in fleeting pleasure and betraying her husband to secretly have an affair with Junhao. But she never expected that she would unknowingly sink deeper and deeper, almost to the point of being unable to extricate herself. Even so, whenever she calmed down to think things through, she always felt guilty towards Wenlun. The more intimate her relationship with Junhao became, the more guilty she felt, only that the temptation of lust had completely robbed her of self-control.
Now that Ziwei knows her husband's secret, her mind is suddenly in chaos. She doesn't know what to do, and she doesn't know if her husband still loves her after doing this. But everything she sees makes her feel that her husband is getting further and further away from her, and she might even lose him. Thinking of this, an indescribable pain surges up from all directions again.
Humans are quite selfish creatures. Both men and women can easily find excuses to forgive their mistakes, but they only know the heartache and cherish what they have when they realize they are about to lose what they have. Ziwei is like that. Up until now, she has not thought about how she treated Wenlun, but only worried about losing him!
Ziwei suddenly raised her head and said, "I want to go to the hot springs."
Yinyin hurriedly said, "No, what if Wenlun sees you? Are you going to confront him here?"
Ziwei looked at her and said, "But... I really want to go and see, I want to understand more about things."
Yinyin pondered for a while and said, "How about this, let Junhao go and see first. Even if he runs into Wenlun, it will be easier to explain." Ziwei didn't think too much about it and nodded casually.
Junhao, having overheard their conversation, volunteered, "I'll go check first." He then donned the hotel's yukata and left the room.
A short while later, Junhao returned and said, "I've already checked, and I know which bath they're in." He picked up the hotel map and pointed, "It's probably late at night now. Besides those five, there's no one else in the hot spring area. They're right here. We just need to go to the adjacent hot spring to hear them talking."
Yinyin asked, "So, you heard what they were saying too?"
Junhao nodded, "I heard them, just some giggling and laughing. Unfortunately, I don't understand Japanese, so I don't know what they were saying."
Ziwei, already in her yukata, said to Yinyin, "Hurry up and change, what are you still saying?" Yinyin stuck out her tongue and quickly changed.
The three of them, wearing yukatas and hotel slippers, headed towards the hot spring area.
Unlike large hotels, the hot spring baths here weren't staffed; guests could freely enter and exit. A sign at the entrance indicated that someone was inside, and then the door was locked.
As soon as Ziwei and her companions arrived at the hot spring area, they could faintly hear voices, clearly indicating there was no soundproofing.
Junhao led them to a bathroom, locked the door, pointed to the next stall, and whispered, "They're here." Actually, even without Junhao's direction, the two had already heard the voices coming from next door.
The three looked around the bathroom. Although it was an open-air hot spring, the bathrooms had a roof, and each stall was separated by a stone wall, its surface uneven, about six or seven feet high, inlaid with stones of varying sizes. The hot spring area was quite large, easily accommodating more than ten people, with the pool's edges entirely made of smooth stacked stones. Next to the entrance was the shower area.
There's a rule for bathing in hot springs: one must rinse off before entering. But Ziwei and her companions weren't interested in that tonight, so they didn't even take off their bathrobes. Upon entering the bathroom, they sat on a large rock, attentively listening to the conversation next door.
Soft laughter, mixed with voices, reached the three people's ears. The voices weren't very loud, but in the clear, quiet moonlit night with few stars, and with only a wall separating them, they were still quite clear.
The three sat quietly, not uttering a sound. If Wen Lun and the others discovered that there were people next door, they would inevitably be more cautious in their conversation and laughter.
At this moment, Kimura spread his arms wide, his left hand on Song Meiqiao and his right arm around Zheng Shuying. The three of them leaned against a large rock by the pond, and he chuckled loudly, "Wenlun, I wasn't wrong just now, was I? The moment those two took off their clothes, they became completely different people, passionate as fire. Any man would find it hard to resist them. Haha... Now you believe me!"
Upon hearing this, Song and Zheng immediately became indignant, throwing punches at Kimura. Zheng Shuying playfully scolded, "You're so shameless. Meiqiao, don't hold back later, show him what's what."
Wenlun smiled slightly, "I never said you were wrong. They're both naturally beautiful. Even if you hadn't said it, Kimura, I would have noticed long ago." Although Wenlun said this, he had other thoughts in his heart.
To be fair, regardless of whether the two had undergone any cosmetic procedures, their figures and appearances were not particularly outstanding. Not to mention compared to Ziwei, even Zhishi beside him was better than both of them.
Wenlun thought to himself that, judging by appearance alone, nine out of ten of today's so-called top actresses are overrated, if you disregard their acting skills.
In countries like South Korea and Japan, where plastic surgery is prevalent, the true appearances of celebrities are even more questionable. Take that Hong Kong singer and actress, surnamed Chen, for example. She was born with a pair of crossed eyes that revealed the whites of her eyes, and high cheekbones; her face was practically devoid of flesh. Whenever she appeared on screen, she always used heavy makeup to conceal it. Yet, this witch-like appearance wasn't exactly a prized possession for film producers and advertisers; some even had her made into a wax figure and placed in an art gallery. One wonders if the person who suggested making a wax figure was blind.
Zhishi, meanwhile, nestled beside Wenlun, enjoying the 50-degree Celsius hot spring bath with a sweet smile. Suddenly, Kimura shouted, "Wow! Don't be so rough, you're going to break my penis!"
Then Song Meiqiao laughed, "If I'm too gentle, you complain. Now that I'm being rougher, you're saying this. I'm not doing it anymore, you can go eat yourself!"
Kimura pulled her close and kissed her on the cheek. "Holding two beauties in your arms, yet you want me to eat myself? That's a bit too inhumane!"
Song Meiqiao giggled, "You deserve it."
Kimura said, "Fine, but don't regret it." He then... On one side, he wrapped his arms around Zheng Shuying: "You won't be like her and want me to eat yourself, will you?"
Zheng Shuying didn't refuse, but instead pressed her breasts against his chest and laughed: "Meiqiao doesn't want you, but you come and pester her."
Kimura laughed: "I was just wondering who should go first, but since Meiqiao said so..." He stood up and stretched out his hands, one hand to pull Zheng Shuying and the other to pull Song Meiqiao: "We can't soak in the hot spring for too long, let's go to the poolside." The two women smiled and left the hot spring with him.
Wenlun and Zhishi watched coldly as the three women walked naked to the edge of the pool. They exchanged a secret smile, and Zhishi nestled into Wenlun's arms, her slender fingers sweeping across his erect penis. Seeing it still limp, she gently stroked it, saying, "Two beautiful women are naked in front of you, why doesn't he react at all?"
Wenlun smiled calmly, "I don't know either. Some people say that's the most honest thing: when you have no interest, it will show without a doubt."
Zhishi chuckled softly, "I don't believe you're not interested in them. After all, she's a big star."
Wenlun shook his head, "So what? She's still human. If she's not interested, she's not interested." He then pulled Zhishi into a tight embrace, his hand cupping one of her breasts, gently kneading and squeezing it. "Let's not talk about them anymore. We've enjoyed the hot spring enough. Let's go back to our room and do our own thing."
Zhishi said, "No, I want to stay here and watch a little longer, to see how wild they are."
Wenlun chuckled, "You women are all the same, even comparing things like this."
Zhishi pouted, "What do you know? There are so many things women compare."
Wenlun fell silent, but suddenly the image of his beloved wife, Ziwei, flashed through his mind. He felt as if Ziwei was spying on him, and his heart skipped a beat. He looked around, but there was no one else besides the five of them, so he relaxed. He thought to himself that in the past few days, Ziwei's image had appeared in his mind from time to time. Sometimes he saw her having sex with other men, and sometimes he saw her spying on him and Zhishi making love. And those images were so real.
As the saying goes, if you haven't done anything wrong during the day, you won't be afraid of a knock at the door at night. Ever since he was with Zhishi, he had always been suspicious. Thinking of this, Wenlun couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. He never expected that his premonition ability would be so superb. The scenes in his hallucinations were completely true.
Just then, a erotic scene unfolded before their eyes. The three people by the pool were already on the ground. Kimura was holding Zheng Shuying, kissing her passionately, while Song Meiqiao, the big star, had her head buried between Kimura's legs, her small mouth sucking on his large glans, making loud sucking noises.
Wen Lun watched, recalling what Zhi Shi had said earlier. Song Meiqiao was indeed incredibly wanton; the way she sucked his penis was like a tigress who hadn't tasted meat for a year. Zhi Shi, on the other hand, watched intently, her beautiful eyes fixed on the scene before her.
Suddenly, Kimura pushed Zheng Shuying away, shouting, "I can't take it anymore, Meiqiao, if you keep licking like that, my old gun will get fired up." He then laid Shuying on her back, spread her long, snow-white thighs apart, and knelt between her legs.
Zheng Shuying, already aroused by Kimura's kisses, quickly spread her legs wide and grabbed his penis with one hand, rubbing the glans against her vulva: "Hurry up and put your big cock in, I'm so itchy..."
Kimura laughed: "What a little slut, how long has it been since you've tasted a man?"
Zheng Shuying cried out: "Don't pay attention to me, please fuck me... Ah! So good... So deep..." Actually, seeing her wanton state, Kimura could no longer restrain himself, his waist thrusting forward, his penis already penetrating deeply, pumping in and out with a series of "plop plop" sounds.
Wen Lun, watching from the side, stared wide-eyed. When he first saw Zheng Shuying, she appeared gentle and shy, but he never expected her to be so lewd inside. Truly, appearances can be deceiving.
Kimura, thrusting in and out, cried out in pleasure, "You're so wet, you've filled my belly with cum!"
Song Meiqiao laughed beside him, "Have you heard of Bai Suzhen flooding Jinshan Temple? She has a nickname, Bai Niangniang, and is famous for being very wet."
Kimura didn't understand Chinese opera and naturally didn't know who Bai Suzhen was, but after hearing Song Meiqiao's words, he understood the general idea and immediately laughed, "Who came up with this nickname? Bai Suzhen is a very nice name, quite pleasant to hear."
Song Meiqiao said, "Who else could it be but our General Jin Yingnan? General Jin told me that as long as Shuying is here, even in the desert, there's nothing to fear. Drinking her water will guarantee you a full stomach."
Wenlun and Zhishi couldn't help but laugh together when they heard this.
Zheng Shuying was both ashamed and angry at everyone's laughter, yet she couldn't resist the overwhelming pleasure. Kimura increased his strength and thrust harder, making her scream and moan incessantly. With each thrust, a gush of semen sprayed out, shooting in all directions.
Seeing this, Zhi Shi's lust intensified; she swayed her hips and pressed her curvaceous, tender body against Wen Lun's.
Wenlun laughed, "What are you saying? You can't take it anymore, can you?"
Zhishi greedily stroked his huge rod and whispered, "Don't you want to? Look at your precious thing, it's already so hard. Didn't you say it was the most honest one?"
Wenlun was aroused by her gripping and rubbing, so he grabbed one of her breasts and whispered in her ear, "Let's go back to the room, what do you think?" Zhishi
said, "How about here? I want it right now."
Wenlun had no choice but to stand up with his erect rod. Suddenly, he heard Zheng Shuying shout, "I can't take it anymore, I'm so weak... It's coming again... Harder, I'm coming..."
Kimura laughed, "I'll send you to heaven now, take this..." Then the slapping sounds started loudly.
Wenlun laughed when he heard this. He didn't expect Kimura to be so capable. He helped Zhishi up and made her sit on a large rock by the pond.
Zhishi understood his meaning. As soon as she sat down, she automatically spread her legs, letting Wenlun stand between her legs.
Wenlun leaned over and kissed the side of her neck, then moved down her neck to kiss her cleavage before taking one of her nipples into his mouth.
Zhishi, beautiful and with her chest puffed out, hugged his head and groaned loudly, "Wenlun, your mouth is so amazing! Ah! Don't tease my nipples, they're so sore..." Wenlun ignored her, sucking and licking, making Zhishi pant heavily.
At this moment, Zheng Shuying had been defeated, and Song Meiqiao took over. This slut was truly something else; as soon as she started, she cried out in lustful voices, uttering a string of lewd words: "What a great cock, so hard and hot, it feels so good... Use a little more force, don't hold back..."
Kimura laughed, "I haven't seen you for a year, and you're still so slutty. No wonder Li Bingxian told me that if my skills were even slightly lacking, I wouldn't be able to handle you. It seems he wasn't exaggerating." Song Meiqiao didn't have time to answer him; she just squinted her eyes, exhaled deeply, and enjoyed the pleasure of the thrusting.
Wenlun began to abandon Zhishi's beautiful breasts, his lips moving downwards, gliding over her flat stomach, kissing her lush mound, finally landing on her two scarlet, delicate lips.
Zhishi let out a soft moan, spreading her legs wide, revealing her beautiful member, letting Wenlun indulge in his wanton advances.
Wenlun used his hands and tongue, employing a variety of techniques, using his lips to peel back the foreskin at the tip of her vulva, finding the round, protruding clitoris, teasing it a few times with his tongue, and then taking it into his mouth.
This sensation made Zhishi tremble violently, her legs hardening. When Wenlun pressed his tongue against her clitoris and moved it around, Zhishi couldn't help but cry out, "No... this is too painful... it'll kill me with pleasure..." As soon as she finished speaking, her body shuddered violently, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed out.
Although Wenlun knew she had ejaculated, he didn't stop immediately, continuing his work, causing Zhishi's lower body to tremble uncontrollably, her delicate hands firmly gripping Wenlun's shoulders.
Although Ziwei and the other two couldn't see the five people, they couldn't help but feel their lust stirred by the lewd and obscene words. Ziwei, in particular, felt waves of bitterness wash over her as she heard her husband philandering with other women. She bit her lip tightly, desperately trying to suppress her rage, yet simultaneously felt an overwhelming excitement. This chaotic interplay of emotions unconsciously transformed her jealousy into hatred, and then into a burning desire.
Fortunately, she was determined to eavesdrop on her husband's actions. Despite her burning desire, she remained unmoved by Junhao's advances, sitting alone by the stone wall, listening intently.
Seeing Ziwei's state, Junhao understood her feelings and turned his attention to Yinyin instead. However, Yinyin said, "Can't we not do it here? If we go too far and get carried away, they might find out." Junhao was immediately at a loss and had to give up.
Wenlun stood up straight, his massive member teasing Zhishi's entrance.
Zhishi, aroused, parted her labia with her hands, exasperated, "Stop wiping! Hurry up!"
Wenlun smiled at her and thrust in with a whoosh, penetrating completely. Perhaps it was from soaking in the hot spring, but Zhishi seemed different than usual, her insides burning hot, making his penis feel incredibly comfortable. He stopped talking and began thrusting at full speed. Zhishi sat on the edge
of the pool, supporting herself with her hands behind her back, pushing her hips forward in rhythm with Wenlun's movements.
Wenlun pressed his left hand against her thigh, his right hand reaching forward to firmly grasp one of her breasts, his lower body never pausing for a moment, thrusting relentlessly.
After only a hundred or so thrusts, Zhishi's eyes were already glazed over, and she was moaning and groaning incessantly: "Wenlun, how come you're so vigorous this time? I'm about to be killed by you, can you let me rest for a bit? Ah...it feels so good, your wife must be so happy to have you as her husband...ah! I can't take it anymore, let's stop for a while..."
Wenlun laughed: "This is the crucial moment, how can we stop? Just bear with it!"
Zhishi cried out: "Do you really want to fuck me to death! I really can't take it anymore...I'm coming..."
Hearing this, Wenlun increased his efforts even more, making loud slapping sounds. How could Zhishi bear it? She cried out and finally climaxed again. For some reason, Wenlun was particularly aroused today. Suddenly, he felt her vagina contract violently, and a large gush of vaginal fluid poured onto his glans, making him feel a surge of pleasure.
Seeing that he still wouldn't give up, continuing his frenzied thrusting, Zhi Shi was secretly amazed by Wen Lun's stamina. After dozens of thrusts, she was aroused again and began to moan loudly.
Wen Lun laughed, "Tonight I'll let you have your fill, consider it our last supper."
Zhi Shi gasped for breath, exclaiming, "You're really amazing! If you didn't love Zi Wei so much, I would definitely take you away... Ah! This thrust is so deep, it's making my uterus feel so numb... It feels so good..."
Zi Wei, hearing Zhi Shi's words from next door, was startled, thinking, "So Wen Lun has mentioned my name. Hearing her say this, could it be that Wen Lun has told her everything? But she said Wen Lun still loves me, is that true?"
Suddenly, she heard Zhi Shi say, "You're really strong. If it were any other man, he would have been finished long ago. " "Did your wife say that to you?"
Wenlun said, "She's always known how good I am, but she would never say 'other men would have been finished long ago'... Hey! I'm almost there too, squeeze me tighter..."
Upon hearing this, Zhishi immediately exerted all her strength, tightening her vagina to firmly grip Wenlun's penis, and said, "This... of course, your wife is not like me, she has always been chaste and self-respecting, so how could any man compare to you? No wonder you keep saying how much you love her..."
Wenlun was at his limit, and his lower back suddenly went numb: "It's... it's coming..." Then a thick stream of hot semen gushed out.
Zhishi was scalded by the hot semen, and trembled with pleasure. She felt Wenlun ejaculate several times in a row before he bent down and hugged her, panting.
Upon hearing this, Ziwei was stunned, her mind in turmoil, muttering to herself, "Purity and self-respect...purity and self-respect..."
(18) Exposure
After returning to her room from the hot spring bath, Ziwei immediately said she didn't want to stay at the hotel and wanted to go back to the hotel.
Junhao and Yinyin were not particularly surprised to see her so depressed, and understood her current behavior as normal. How could a woman who suddenly discovers her husband's infidelity remain completely unmoved and indifferent!
Back at the hotel, Ziwei went into her room without a word. Yinyin, who always talked to her about everything, planned to comfort her, but Ziwei pushed her out of the room, saying she wanted to calm down by herself.
Yinyin had grown up with her since childhood and knew her cousin's personality quite well. She knew that although Ziwei appeared gentle and refined, when she became stubborn, no one could persuade her. Yinyin had no choice but to leave the room.
The next morning, she saw that Ziwei was still depressed and listless. Yin Yin and Jun Hao immediately realized that Zi Wei must have had a sleepless night. They tried to comfort her, but to no avail. After breakfast, the three headed to the airport to catch the midday flight back to Hong Kong.
After leaving Hong Kong International Airport, Yin Yin, worried about Zi Wei, told Jun Hao to go home first while she accompanied Zi Wei in a taxi.
Just as they entered the house, Zi Wei's phone rang. It was Jun Hao again, offering words of concern. Zi Wei simply said she was fine and told him not to worry.
Zi Wei hung up. Seeing her young mistress return, the housekeeper approached and asked, "Miss is back. Did you manage to contact Mr. Shen?"
Hearing this, Zi Wei paused, then asked, "Wen Lun called?"
The housekeeper nodded, "Mr. Shen called. He said he had business in Korea with some people from Dongwan, something about filming a promotional advertisement. He left a Korean hotel's phone number and asked me to contact you." Zi Wei nodded to understand and went to her room.
Ziwei had heard Wenlun mention the advertisement before, and now that she heard it again, she understood why Wenlun went to South Korea. It wasn't as she thought; Wenlun had deliberately lied to her.
Yinyin chimed in, "I told you, Wenlun wouldn't be that kind of person."
Ziwei closed the door and sat on the sofa, lost in thought. Yinyin sat beside her, took her hand, and said, "You must not have slept well last night. Don't think about it anymore, go to bed and get some sleep."
Ziwei shook her head, "I'm not tired." After a pause, she looked at Yinyin and said, "Yinyin, I have something to ask you. If Wenlun finds out that Junhao and I are having an affair, what do you think he will do?"
Without hesitation, Yinyin replied, "That goes without saying, he'll probably be furious. To be honest, although Wenlun has been fooling around outside this time, I can assure you that his love for you hasn't changed at all."
Ziwei nodded, "I thought about it all last night and I believe you. Yinyin, do you know, when I heard them talking in the hotel, my heart felt like it was being stabbed with needles, it hurt so much. Last night I asked myself alone, I..." Hearing it, without even seeing it with my own eyes, is already so painful. If Wenlun saw Junhao and me like this, I believe his pain and sorrow would be a hundred times greater than mine. The saying is true: you don't know the pain until the needle pricks your flesh! I treated someone who loves me so deeply for my own momentary desires. I really…”
Yinyin gently patted her hand: “I told you before, what you did with Junhao was just a momentary lapse of judgment. The person you truly love is still Wenlun. Everyone makes mistakes and has moments of confusion. While I don't object to people enjoying life to the fullest—I do it myself—it depends on the person. Actually, you're not cut out for this; it's not worth giving up your happiness for. I can still indulge a little now that I'm not married to Zhixian, but after marriage, I can't even predict what will happen to me. I should think about it carefully.”
Ziwei remained silent, her mind preoccupied with Yinyin's words. The two chatted in the room for a long time before Yinyin told her to rest well and left. Ziwei lay on the bed, lost in thought, wondering if Wenlun was still with Zhishi, when he would return, and then she thought about herself and Junhao. She was so tired that she eventually drifted off to sleep.
She didn't know how long she slept, but vaguely, she felt a tightness in her chest. She opened her eyes sleepily, and a handsome face suddenly came into view: "Ah! Wenlun, you're back." Wenlun
smiled and said, "Look at you, sleeping beauty, you fell asleep without even changing your clothes." He kissed her on the nose.
For some reason, Ziwei felt a surge of excitement and wrapped her arms around his neck: "Husband..." But she didn't know what to say, and just hugged him tightly.
Wenlun hugged her back and buried his head in her mouth, kissing her cherry lips.
Ziwei gently parted her lips, drawing his tongue into her mouth. They immediately embraced, their lips and tongues locked in a passionate kiss.
Wenlun, having not seen his beloved wife for many days, now saw her angelic face, and a burning desire slowly ignited within him. His hands slid to her breasts, gently grasping them, feeling their soft, rounded beauty.
After a while, Ziwei's breathing became heavy, her breath sweet and soft: "Mmm! Wenlun..."
Wenlun finally couldn't resist any longer, pulling away from her lips and beginning to undress her. Ziwei yielded, cooperating with his movements. In no time, she lay naked on the bed, displaying her exquisite, flawless body before him.
Ziwei's curvaceous figure immediately captivated Wenlun, especially her two delicate, pink nipples, which contrasted beautifully with her fair, supple skin, making him uncontrollably aroused.
Wenlun hastily ripped off his shirt, quickly stripping himself naked, his erect penis standing erect. Staring at Ziwei, he said, "Ziwei, you are so beautiful! To marry such a flawless angel like you, I must have accumulated countless lifetimes of good fortune." Ziwei felt a pang of sadness.
Although she knew about Wenlun's affair, she herself had been unfaithful to her husband. Reflecting on her actions over the past two months, she felt both remorse and sorrow. Wenlun,
unaware of her inner turmoil, saw Ziwei staring at him and laughed, "What are you still looking at, my good wife? Come and let me have my way." He then lay back on the bed.
Ziwei woke up and, hearing Wenlun's words, understood his intentions. She gracefully rolled over, turned, and lay on top of him, spreading her legs to press her beautiful vulva before Wenlun's eyes. Then, she lifted his large penis and slowly began to stroke it, her small tongue licking the glans. Suddenly, she felt a tightening between her legs; Wenlun had used his fingers to spread her open.
Wenlun parted her labia, revealing a mound of bright red flesh inside, glistening with moisture. He was instantly aroused and buried his face in her tender flesh
, licking it. Ziwei shuddered as she felt a tongue enter her mouth. She gasped in pleasure, catching her breath before opening her mouth to take the glans in, sucking loudly. Wenlun's
lips pressed against her sensitive spot, his tongue forcefully plunging into her honeyed cave. He felt the passage contract and pulsate, gripping his tongue tightly, making it difficult to move. Wenlun licked her vigorously, causing Ziwei's buttocks and legs to tremble, her inner juices surging relentlessly.
Ziwei finally couldn't bear the pleasure any longer and cried out in a trembling voice, "I...I can't take it anymore...Give it to me...give it to me quickly..."
Wenlun withdrew his tongue and asked with a smile, "Give you what?"
Ziwei rolled over, flipped over, and lay on top of Wenlun, saying, "You know perfectly well..." She quickly reached behind her, grasped his penis, and pressed it against her flower-like opening. She couldn't wait to sit down, and the glans immediately shoved inside. "Ah...husband...it feels so good, your penis is squeezing me so hard, it feels so good..."
Wenlun cooperated vigorously from below, thrusting upwards repeatedly, making Ziwei bounce up and down. Her pair of beautiful breasts, like inverted bowls, rippled with her movements, creating alluring waves. Wenlun's eyes were fixed on her, and he quickly took her breasts into his hands, staring at Ziwei's beautiful face while kneading and playing with her breasts.
Overwhelmed with excitement, Ziwei's brows furrowed, eyes closed, mouth slightly open, moaning softly. Her ample buttocks rose and fell greedily, as if afraid of not penetrating deep enough to include her testicles.
Wenlun, seeing the beauty's wanton state, grew increasingly infatuated, relentlessly teasing her, pushing Ziwei's desire to its peak. A massive member thrust in and out relentlessly, each stroke striking her tender clitoris. He felt her juices flowing down his shaft, soaking the bedsheets.
Ziwei, however, had no stamina. After hundreds of thrusts, she could no longer support herself, collapsing onto Wenlun, panting.
Wenlun flipped her over, telling her to spread her legs wide, and thrust his member in deeply. He felt a tight grip on his member, causing him to groan with pleasure as he thrust harder. He had long realized that those Japanese and Korean actresses, or even the young lady from the Dongmaru family, could never compare to Ziwei. Now, seeing Ziwei, he realized just how far behind she was. He admired Ziwei's beauty as he thrust wildly, occasionally glancing down to watch his movements. Each time he saw himself making her utterly aroused, the excitement he felt was indescribable.
Ziwei experienced one orgasm after another, having already climaxed several times, but her excitement remained undiminished. She grasped Wenlun's right hand and pulled it to her breast: "So beautiful…give me more pleasure, squeeze me hard, play with Ziwei's breasts…mmm! Harder, squeeze them
until they break…ah! It's so beautiful!" Wenlun was also quite aroused, his penis rapidly thrusting in and out. Ziwei felt numb and sore from the glans, and unable to resist, she unleashed another unrestrained climax. Wenlun's glans was firmly sucked by her, and he could no longer hold back. He thrust in forcefully, his glans opening her heart, and he ejaculated wildly deep inside.
Ziwei cried out in pleasure, "Your semen is so hot! You've killed Ziwei with your semen..."
When Wenlun collapsed on top of her, Ziwei couldn't help but hug him tightly, panting, "You're so brave, and you ejaculated so much! How can Ziwei not love you to death!" She wrapped her legs around his buttocks, "Don't pull out, just leave it inside me like this. I want to feel you properly." Wenlun
naturally didn't object, and before they knew it, the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.
A week passed in the blink of an eye. Junhao called Ziwei many times, but he still couldn't reach her. It turned out that for many days, Ziwei had been hiding in her room, never leaving, and even turning off her flashlight, thinking quietly.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang loudly. Aunt Gui saw on the closed-circuit screen that it was Yinyin who had come in, so she opened the door.
Yinyin rushed in, asking repeatedly, "Is Ziwei here? Where is she?"
The maid, Gui, was startled. "Miss, please sit for a while. Miss is sleeping in her room. I'll go call her out."
Yinyin quickly waved her hand, saying, "No need, I can go find her myself." With that, she ran towards the bedroom as fast as she could. Reaching the door, she frantically knocked, "Ziwei, open the door quickly! I need to talk to you."
The door opened, and before Ziwei could speak, Yinyin cried out, "Something terrible has happened!" She quickly slipped into the room.
Ziwei closed the door, and Yinyin pulled her to the sofa. As soon as they sat down, Yinyin pulled a weekly magazine from her purse and handed it to Ziwei, saying, "Ziwei, look at this!"
Yinyin pointed to a small picture in the corner of the cover.
Ziwei followed her finger, and her heart nearly leaped out of her chest. The first thing that caught her eye was a small red headline: "Li Group President's Daughter Travels to South Korea to Catch Her Lover in the Act." Looking at the picture, it was herself! She was truly shocked.
Yinyin quickly flipped to the inside pages. Although it wasn't the main headline, it was still a two-page article with pictures and text: "What should we do? Someone secretly photographed us!"
Ziwei picked it up with trepidation and examined it closely. It turned out that the scene at the bar that night had indeed been secretly filmed. Inside, there were not only recent photos of Wen Lun, but also photos of Kimura, Song Meiqiao, and three others. The article's title stated: "Shen Wen Lun, the son-in-law of Li Zhanhao of the Li Group, was drinking with Japanese and Korean celebrities in South Korea. Afterwards, he went to a hot spring hotel, where he was followed by three people. Our reporter confirmed that the follower was Shen Wen Lun's wife, the daughter of Li Zhanhao, the president of the Li Group, ultimately turning into a Korean adultery drama."
Yin Yin said, "Luckily, that reporter didn't follow us into the hotel, but he wrote nonsense based on a misunderstanding. If he had seen the scene in the bathroom and knew that the three of us were in the same room, I can't even imagine what would have happened."
Zi Wei After reading it, she froze on the spot, slowly putting down the weekly magazine, muttering to herself, "This is big enough. If Wenlun sees it, wouldn't he know I was following him!"
Yinyin nodded and said, "How could Wenlun not know? There are nearly 10,000 employees at Li's Group. Even if he didn't see this week's magazine, someone would tell him. You know, I didn't know about the magazine at first. Junhao told me. He said he couldn't find you for many days, and as soon as he found out, he immediately came to discuss it with me."
Ziwei asked, "What did he say? What did you two discuss?"
Yinyin said, "Junhao said that if anyone asks, just say he only..." He was on vacation in South Korea alone and happened to run into us, so we went to a bar together. There, we also bumped into Wenlun and Kimura. While this explanation is a bit far-fetched and not everyone will believe it, there's nothing we can do about it. But Wenlun knows you were following him, which means you already know about him, and I believe he's even more afraid than you are now. I think Wenlun will definitely apologize to you. You need to think carefully about how to resolve this.”
Ziwei said, “These past few days, I've thought things through very clearly. I've finally realized that I truly love Wenlun, and I know Wenlun loves me very much. It seems I should also…” "I've pulled back from the brink! Everything between Junhao and me before can only be considered a fleeting dream. With this weekly magazine incident, I absolutely cannot have any more contact with Junhao. If this continues, someone will find out eventually, and then it will be published in the newspapers. How will I ever face anyone then? A scolding from my parents is the least of my worries; Wenlun will be heartbroken and might even refuse to accept me."
Yinyin nodded: "You're right now. Besides, you're the eldest daughter of the president of the Li Group. If those gossipy weekly magazines knew about your affair with Junhao, wouldn't they gossip about it endlessly? Then not only will..." "You, and even your uncle will be affected."
Ziwei said, "That's why I haven't dared to contact Junhao these past few days. Yinyin, do me a favor, if you have the chance, please explain to Junhao that during these turbulent times, I really can't see him anymore."
Yinyin nodded and said, "I understand. Sigh! People always make mistakes. It's a good thing to turn back before your affair is exposed. Actually, you and Junhao can't be together in the end, so just give up! I believe that after this incident with the weekly magazine, Junhao will hopefully be awakened and understand the dangers involved."
Wenlun felt uneasy. As Wenlun walked towards Li Zhanhao's office, he thought, "So Ziwei knew all along. It's really strange, though. Since returning from Korea, she's been completely silent. She hasn't asked any questions, nor has she mentioned it at all, as if nothing happened. It's truly baffling. Could Ziwei have some other plan? Sigh! What a coincidence! Ziwei and Yinyin actually went on a trip to Korea. It's fate! I don't know how to explain it now. But my relationship with Zhishi must not be known to my father-in-law. I'm afraid Ziwei has already told him, which would be troublesome!"
Wenlun entered the office, and Li... Zhanhao gestured for him to sit down and asked, "How did this happen? It even made it onto the cover of a weekly magazine?"
Seeing his tone and expression, Wenlun realized Ziwei hadn't mentioned it, so he said, "I'm not entirely sure either. After the celebration banquet, Kimura went to a bar for drinks, and later we went to a hot spring together. I never expected Ziwei and the reporters to find out."
Li Zhanhao asked, "And how did Ziwei and Yinyin end up in Korea?"
Wenlun shook his head and said, "I was in Japan at the time. Yinyin called me and said she wanted to go out with Ziwei. It turns out they went to Korea, but I haven't been able to contact them." "I only found out about this after I got back."
Li Zhanhao shook his head and said, "It's ridiculous. You don't even know where your wife went. The weekly magazine incident is a minor matter. Those weekly magazines have never been very credible, and most people wouldn't take them seriously. But if you do something that betrays Ziwei, that's a different story. Men can get a little drunk when they go out for business, but they have to be smart and never let it affect their relationship. You have to remember what I'm saying and be very careful."
Wen Lun just kept nodding. Then the two talked about business for a while before Wen Lun left the office.
That evening, as soon as Wen Lun got off work, he drove home. As soon as he stepped into the house, he saw Ziwei coming out of the kitchen. Wen Lun was taken aback. Usually, Ziwei would stay in her room at home and rarely came out of the living room.
When Ziwei saw Wen Lun return, she quickly went up to him and said with a smile, "Go and change your clothes quickly. Dinner is ready."
Wen Lun was even more surprised. Ziwei rarely cooked herself. Could this be the real last supper?
Aunt Gui came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of dishes, smiling, "Miss said she hadn't cooked for you in a long time. She even went to the market herself. She said you like seafood, so tonight there's shrimp and crab, all your favorites."
Wenlun was stunned for a moment before pulling Ziwei closer, whispering, "Ziwei! I...I..."
Ziwei smiled gently, "Don't say anything. If I were mad at you, I would have told you already. Go wash your face and change your clothes. What you want to say, we can talk about it after dinner."
Seeing Ziwei's appearance, Wenlun felt a sense of relief, but on the other hand, he felt endless guilt. He sighed, turned around, and went into the room. When he first met Ziwei, Wenlun already knew that her cooking was good. Tonight, Ziwei had used her best skills, and every dish was excellent. Wenlun ate with great relish, licking his lips and smacking his tongue.
After dinner, the two sat in the living room for a while before embracing and going into the room.
Wenlun pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, his head bowed, and stammered, "Ziwei...you...you don't blame me?"
Ziwei nestled against him, "To be honest, I was really angry when I found out that day. I wouldn't have followed you if it weren't for that. But when I calmed down and remembered what Zhishi said, knowing that you care about me, my anger slowly subsided. Wenlun, who exactly is this Zhishi?"
Wenlun said, "She is the beloved daughter of Chairman Dongwan. This time when I went to Japan, she picked me up at the airport. Actually, she and I..." Before he could finish speaking, Ziwei covered his mouth.
Ziwei shook her head and said, "Don't tell me. I can tell you how you feel about her just from what you two are saying. Look, the daughter of a large Japanese conglomerate, who is so beautiful, is actually captivated by you. That shows how attractive my husband is! But I'm really worried. A man as handsome as you, how can women not be completely infatuated with you? What will happen then..."
Wenlun interrupted, "After this experience, I will never do it again. Actually, I have a wife like you, and I'm still not satisfied. Am I even human? Ziwei, I swear to you, this will never happen again."
Ziwei smiled and said, "Don't be so sure. Many things in life are..." "It's hard to predict or control. I know men are prone to having fun, and I can't prevent it. But I only ask one thing of you: that you love me and I love you, and that we can both be happy."
Wenlun kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, my Ziwei will always be number one in my heart. I'm sorry... I promise there won't be a next time."
In truth, Ziwei was also filled with remorse, but she couldn't muster the courage to honestly tell him what had happened. She could only tell herself that from this day forward, she would treat Wenlun well as compensation for her past mistakes. Perhaps one day, she would be able to muster the courage to tell Wenlun about her relationship with Junhao. But she knew that now was not the time!
Wenlun gently embraced her, lifted her chin with his fingers, and gazed at Ziwei with deep affection.
Ziwei slowly closed her eyes. "Wenlun, kiss me..."
Their lips suddenly met, and Ziwei's fragrant tongue curled up, drawing his tongue into her mouth and passionately sucking on it. Their passion grew stronger, and finally they both collapsed onto the bed, caressing each other's bodies.
After a long kiss, Ziwei gently pushed him away, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, and softly said, "Wenlun, do you want Ziwei?"
Wenlun smiled and nodded vigorously, "Want to take a shower first?"
Ziwei said, "I want you to carry me into the bathroom."
Wenlun said, "That's easy. Not to mention the bathroom, I'll carry you anywhere." With that, he jumped off the bed and took off his clothes. Ziwei also started to work, unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time. Before long, they were both completely naked.
As Wenlun bent down to pick up Ziwei, he suddenly heard her say, "I don't want to be held like this, I want you to put your penis inside me."
Wenlun laughed, "Wife, you're so lewd!"
Ziwei pouted, "I just like being lewd in front of you, come on, look how hard you are, hurry up and put it in." Saying that, she moved her legs to the edge of the bed and spread them wide open.
Wenlun obeyed and thrust his penis into her vagina. It turned out that Ziwei's vagina was already wet. He heard Ziwei moan as his penis reached its full length. Wenlun laughed, "How is it, can you handle it?"
Ziwei said, "I have to take it even if I can't, my fucking husband, come and hold me."
Wenlun lifted her up with both hands, lifted her buttocks, and walked straight to the bathroom.
Ziwei said, "How are you going to make it up to me for cheating on me this time?"
Wenlun replied as they walked, "How about we do it until dawn tonight, and I'll feed you until you're satisfied?"
Ziwei laughed, "You said it yourself, so don't make excuses or back out before it's over."
The bathroom door slammed shut, followed by Ziwei's cheerful laughter.
(Postscript:
In reality, couples like Ziwei and Wenlun are quite common. No one can claim their spouse has never betrayed them! If neither is exposed, the marriage can be preserved. But once either party discovers the affair, misfortune follows. It's
not uncommon for couples to become entangled in endless arguments and fights. Even worse, separation and divorce are common occurrences. If they can realize their mistake before it's exposed, they can preserve their lifelong happiness—a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.)
After overcoming numerous difficulties, Ziwei and Wenlun finally became husband and wife. It was truly heartbreaking for their younger brother to forcibly separate them. We hope that after this experience, they will feel remorse and be able to continue their loving relationship. This is the outcome we all hope for.
Part 3: The Angel Who Borrowed Seeds
(01) Gift
Since her trip to Korea, Ziwei has indeed settled down and never met Junhao again. She has become even more considerate towards Wenlun, and their relationship is even stronger than before. Whenever Wenlun comes home from work or is at home on a weekend, the two are always inseparable and their love grows stronger every day.
As for Junhao, because Ziwei is avoiding him, he refuses to answer her calls. In addition, he learned from Yinyin that Ziwei has made up her mind and decided to cut off her relationship with him. Junhao is a smart man. He knows that since things have come to this point, even if he tries to pester her now, he will only make things awkward and leave both of them embarrassed! Helplessly, he has no choice but to give up for the time being, hoping that after a while, he may have another chance to rekindle his old love with Ziwei.
That day, Wenlun came home from work, his face beaming with joy. He hurried through the door, and as soon as he closed it, Ziwei rushed up to him. Wenlun opened his arms and embraced her
. "You're back so early today, wasn't there any traffic?" Ziwei asked, wrapping her arms around his waist.
Wenlun smiled and said, "I was thinking of you, so I sprouted wings and flew back."
Ziwei spat at him, "You're such a smooth talker, I don't believe you!" Saying that, she gently pushed him away from his embrace, "You smell like sweat, hurry up and go back to your room to take a shower, I'm going to prepare dinner for your wife." She turned to go to the kitchen.
Wenlun grabbed
her and pulled Ziwei back, "This isn't sweat, it's manly smell." Ziwei laughed, "Yes, yes, a very fragrant manly smell, is that okay?" Then she stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "But don't expect me to lick him tonight until you wash this manly smell off."
"Hehe! Is that blackmail?" Wenlun grinned.
Ziwei laughed, "So what if it's blackmail? If you don't listen, you can eat yourself tonight, and don't bother me."
Wenlun shook his head and chuckled, "How about I give you a gift? Tonight, you can make do with this big, pungent sausage. Is that alright?"
Ziwei heard this and lightly punched him, laughing, "You naughty boy, I only eat sausages, not pungent ones. What gift are you giving me? Take it out and let me see. If I'm satisfied, perhaps..."
Wenlun said, "This gift isn't on me. Come with me, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied." Saying this, he opened the door and pulled Ziwei out of the house.
The two arrived at the parking lot. Wenlun put one arm around Ziwei's slender waist and took out the car keys from his pocket with the other.
Ziwei asked, "Where is this gift? Should we drive to get it?"
Wenlun smiled but didn't answer, leading her to his designated parking space, where a yellow luxury sports car was parked. Ziwei's beautiful eyes widened instantly: "You...you mean this...this Lamborghini?"
Wenlun nodded: "I remember you said before that you really liked this yellow Gallardo. As your husband, how could I disappoint you?" He handed her the car keys: "You're the owner of this car. The first time you insert the key, the owner should naturally take the lead."
Ziwei said: "What first time? Didn't you drive this car back?"
Wenlun shook his head, pointing to his Mercedes driveway: "My car is here. How could I drive two cars back by myself? This was delivered here by the car dealership. I only signed the receipt; I haven't even touched it yet."
Ziwei Holding the car keys, he shook his head in horror, saying, "With my driving skills, how could I possibly handle this kind of supercar? I'd rather not take it."
Wen Lun said, "You can rest assured about that. Since Lamborghini was acquired by Audi, the cars have undergone significant improvements. You know, there are plenty of wealthy people in the world, but not many people could actually drive this car before. Therefore, although Lamborghini had a great reputation, its sales were always just average, which led to Audi's acquisition. Now, Audi understands the key. In addition to retaining its consistently powerful performance, the Gallardo's rear spoiler has been changed to a three-piece design, which increases downforce at high speeds and makes it more stable whether on straight roads or cornering. And this Gallardo..."
The most important improvement of the E-Gear is its new transmission system, which transforms the supercar into an everyday car, making it easy for ordinary people to drive and adapt to congested city roads, so you don't need to worry about driving.
Ziwei listened, but was still uneasy. However, after Wenlun's repeated persuasion, Ziwei finally gritted her teeth and inserted the key. The Gallardo model differs from models like the Murcilago; it doesn't have wing-shaped doors, but rather regular doors, making it quite suitable for female drivers.
When Ziwei sat in the driver's seat, the phrase "beautiful car and beautiful woman" was truly the perfect match.
Wenlun sat in the passenger seat, first adjusting the driver's seat for Ziwei, and said with a smile, "How about we take the car out for a spin and let you show off your skills?"
Ziwei was startled, "No, I'm still scared. Why don't you drive?"
Wenlun laughed, "What's there to be afraid of? Don't you drive your own car all the time?"
"How can this be compared?" As she spoke, she looked around the car, puzzled, and asked, "Where's the gearshift? Even if this Mad Bull is automatic, it should still have a gearshift. What's going on here?"
Wenlun pointed to a round disc next to the seat with three buttons on it, and said, "The gearshift is right here."
Ziwei laughed, "You're not joking, are you? With buttons?"
Wenlun nodded and said, "What's so strange about that? It's a luxury car, it should be a little different. Let's start it up, I also want to experience the power of this Mad Bull."
"Don't scare me, I'm too scared to drive fast." Ziwei carefully started the engine, and a deep, steady engine sound immediately filled the air, a stark contrast to the calm feel of her Mercedes sports car.
Ziwei first slowly started the car, then turned the steering wheel, guiding the raging bull out of the parking space. She then realized that this supercar wasn't as difficult to handle as she had imagined, and said to Wenlun, "It's pretty good, I can drive it now."
Wenlun said, "Be bold, go out and see what it's like."
Ziwei shook her head and said, "I'm still scared, I want to practice in the parking lot first."
Wenlun sighed and said, "I didn't expect a four-million-dollar sports car to be like a toy car, just turning left and right in the parking lot."
Seeing his sarcasm, Ziwei wasn't angry, but instead smiled and said, "I want to ask you, why did you suddenly give me this car?"
Wenlun shrugged: "I just..." "Didn't I tell you? I knew you liked it, so I placed the order."
Ziwei said, "As far as I know, this sports car isn't readily available. Hong Kong only has an allocation of about thirty per year, so buying one isn't easy. How could you order it so quickly, especially in my favorite yellow? There must be more to it than meets the eye."
Wenlun hadn't expected her to know so much, so he had to tell the truth: "Actually, it's like this. Reeves from the company has always loved luxury cars. He ordered one a while ago, but then he lost millions in a few horse races, so he had to sell it. I remembered you liked this model, so I took it."
Ziwei asked, "You mean Reeves from the real estate department?"
"It's him? You know him too?"
Ziwei shook her head. "Not really, I just met him once in Dad's office. I didn't expect him to be such a big gambler, spending millions in just a few horse races. He's really something." Actually, Ziwei was thinking that Wenlun's sudden gift of this expensive sports car was more or less a way of atoning for what happened in Korea. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile and secretly glance at him.
The sports car circled the parking lot a few times, and Ziwei finally got the hang of it. Her fear gradually faded, and she drove the car out of the parking lot and onto the street.
The car drove straight towards Causeway Bay along Tai Hang Road. Causeway Bay is a famous shopping district in Hong Kong, known as "Little Japan." Japanese department stores such as Mitsukoshi and Sogo are located here. The area is bustling with people and cars.
Passersby on the street, upon suddenly seeing this luxury car pass by, naturally attracted many envious glances. Especially when the car stopped at a traffic light, many people craned their necks, hoping to see who was inside, perhaps a celebrity or a well-known figure. But when everyone saw the handsome man and beautiful woman in the car, their eyes immediately lit up, filled with surprise and envy.
After this journey, Ziwei was becoming increasingly adept at driving the Italian bull. Wenlun, seeing this, couldn't help but praise, "I wasn't wrong, was I? It seems you've become quite skilled."
Ziwei smiled and glanced at him, "So, a supercar is nothing special after all. But to have you spend four million, this gift is indeed a bit too expensive. Don't you feel the pinch?"
Wenlun laughed, "I'm not some kind of super-rich family. Four million is, of course, a painful amount for me. You can imagine how I treat you! So from now on, you must treat me well and serve me attentively. Today, I want you to..." "It's worth it to eat sausage once, isn't it?"
Ziwei said with a smile, "Isn't this even better for me? Not only do I get a gift, but I also get to eat big sausages."
Wenlun couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You know that's good." After
chatting and laughing for a while, Wenlun said, "We should go back for dinner, otherwise we'll have to listen to Aunt Gui's complaints again."
Ziwei nodded in agreement and took the road home. As soon as she stepped into the house, Aunt Gui immediately came forward and said, "Oh! Young master and young mistress, where have you been? I just turned my back and you disappeared. I thought you had gone out to eat without saying a word, just like last time."
The two exchanged a glance, thinking that just as expected, they were almost about to be scolded by her again.
Ziwei smiled and said to her, "We went out to buy things and forgot to tell you, we're so sorry." Turning to Wenlun, she said, "This is none of your business, you should go and change your clothes."
After dinner, the two sat in the living room for a while before returning to their room. As soon as the door closed, the spacious master suite immediately became their own little world.
Today, Wenlun unusually didn't bring any work home. After entering the room, he immediately pressed the TV remote and lazily leaned against the sofa to watch TV. Ziwei ran over, sat down, and snuggled up to him. "You look tired. Were you busy at work today?"
Wenlun pulled her into his arms. "The Dongwan Restaurant is starting to open in various places, so naturally I'm a bit busy. Luckily, Zhixian volunteered to go to Japan this time, otherwise I would have had to leave you for a few more days."
Ziwei raised her pretty face and teased, "So, you're depriving your brother of the chance to meet Zhishi!"
"Ziwei, you have to believe me. What happened between her and me is in the past. Please don't bring it up again."
Ziwei had indeed said she wouldn't mention it again, and hearing this now, she felt apologetic and quickly said, "Don't be angry. I won't say it
again." Wenlun nodded, not wanting to talk about it anymore, and changed the subject. "Today, my mother suddenly called me and asked us to come home on Sunday. It seems she has something to discuss with us."
Ziwei was taken aback and said softly, "I know what it is."
"Oh!" Wenlun was quite surprised and stared at her, asking, "You know?"
Ziwei nodded and said, "Your mother called me a few days ago, and two out of the three sentences she spoke were about when we would have children. I really didn't know how to answer her at the time. It seems that she wants us to come back this time because of this again!"
Wenlun was silent for a while before slowly saying, "It's no wonder they say that. I'm the only son in the family, and the responsibility of carrying on the family line rests on my shoulders. How could my parents not want to hold their grandchildren as soon as possible?"
Ziwei snuggled closer to him, "But we once said that we would wait a few years after marriage before having children..."
"Of course I remember that, but parents wouldn't say that to us. Not to mention my parents, even your father asked me about it. It seems that your parents are quite concerned about this matter as well."
Ziwei knew, of course. In fact, not long after she and Wenlun got married, her mother started asking her all sorts of questions. However, she didn't want to have children so soon and planned to enjoy a few years of life as a couple with Wenlun first, fully enjoying the pleasures of newlywed sex. That's why she kept it a secret from Wenlun.
Wenlun naturally understood Ziwei's feelings. Even though he desperately wanted a child, he couldn't bring himself to tell her. Seeing her expression, he could only say, "Let them be impatient. Besides, having children isn't something you can just decide to do; it depends on fate. They can't do anything about it."
Ziwei was delighted to hear Wenlun's support. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him on the cheek, and smiled sweetly, saying, "Honey, you're so good to me. If we had a child so soon, we wouldn't be as free as we are now."
Wenlun nodded and smiled, "You're right, just like now..." "I can do it with you anytime, anywhere, as long as I want, and you can eat my large intestines without any worries. I can eat them whenever I want without having to take care of the children."
Ziwei said, "You know that's good. Huh? That's strange. Why are you being so good today? You've been holding me all day, but you haven't made a move on me. Don't you want Ziwei?"
Wenlun hurriedly said, "Of course I do! I want you now!"
Ziwei's small hand slid down and grabbed him through his pants: "If you want me, I'll take out your large intestines. Let me taste them properly first and show you what Ziwei is capable of."
Wenlun laughed, "But I haven't taken a bath yet. Don't you mind the smell?"
"I don't care. Who told you to seduce me!" As she spoke, she started to pull open his leather belt. Wenlun cooperated with her, and Ziwei didn't have to do it for long to strip him naked from head to toe. His large penis, more than half a foot long, was already standing erect and pointing to the sky.
Ziwei grasped the burning hot member, raised her stunningly beautiful face, and gazed at Wenlun with tender affection, saying, "You just took off your pants, and it's already so hard. Do you want it?"
Wenlun cupped her face in his hands and gently kissed her nose, saying, "Looking at such a lovely and charming angel like you, how could I not be a man! Hurry up and use your skills to give me a really good time tonight."
Ziwei feigned annoyance, saying, "You only think about your own pleasure, you don't care about other people's discomfort."
Wenlun laughed, "What do you want from me?"
"You haven't touched me at all today. Do you really expect me to beg you?"
Wenlun immediately became playful upon hearing this. "My dear wife, where exactly do you want me to touch you? How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?"
Ziwei protested, "You're getting worse and worse. I'm telling you seriously now, if you continue like this, don't blame me for forcing myself on you."
Wenlun laughed, "That's something new! I've never been raped by a woman before. Just hearing about it makes me want to scream! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and rape me..."
Ziwei glared at him, "You said it yourself. Don't blame me if
you regret it later." "Go ahead and bring it on. I'm ready for you. Go ahead..."
Ziwei smiled slyly, took off his white shirt, leaving Wenlun completely naked. Then she grabbed the tie that was lying to the side, told Wenlun to turn around, and tied his hands tightly behind his back with the tie.
Wenlun asked in surprise, "What do you want to do?"
"Since it's rape, of course it has to be done in all sorts of ways to make it more fun. In short, tonight you are my sex slave, and I can do whatever I want with you. Okay, now go lie down on the bed," Ziwei ordered.
Wenlun smiled calmly, wanting to see what tricks she would pull, so he did as she said, ran to the bed, and lay down on his back.
Ziwei smiled and slowly walked to the super large bed, saying, "Keep your feet closed, and tie them here too."
Wenlun cried out, "With my hands and feet all tied up, how can I move?"
Ziwei said, "That's exactly why I want you to be tied up, unable to move freely. Otherwise, how can I do whatever I want? Quickly close your feet, and don't ask another question."
Wenlun had no choice but to let her do as she pleased. Ziwei took out a tie from the dressing room and tied his feet up, then sat up straight, admiring her work, and said with a smile, "Hmm! Now you shouldn't be able to resist."
Wenlun thought to himself, "Trying to control me with just two ties? What a joke!" At that moment, Ziwei began to undress, and in the blink of an eye, a crystal-clear, flawless naked body was displayed before Wenlun. Wenlun stared at this alluring body, momentarily mesmerized. The Ziwei before him now was virtually unchanged from when they first met in Japan; her appearance was still so pure and beautiful, and even her figure remained the same—perfect and flawless.
Seeing him staring at her body, Ziwei felt a surge of pride, so she climbed on top of Wenlun, pinning him beneath her, and said, "You've been looking at my body for over two years, haven't you had enough?"
Wenlun replied, "Such a gifted beauty naturally deserves more attention. Alright, now how do you plan to treat me? My lower body is so throbbing, hurry up and cool me down." He then tilted his head back and began licking her cheeks.
Ziwei felt a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body from his licking, and couldn't help but let out a soft "ee" sound: "No...don't lick, it's so itchy..." Wenlun ignored her and intensified his actions. Ziwei couldn't resist, giggling as she moved her body to dodge.
Although Wenlun's hands were tied behind his back, he still vigorously thrust his body forward in pursuit. Ziwei had no choice but to react, her delicate body shifting downwards, burying her head between his legs. A penis pointed directly at her nose, its veins bulging, hard as iron, and a few drops of semen already seeping from the glans.
Ziwei's lust intensified at the sight, and she quickly grasped his penis, extending her delicate tongue to gently lick away the semen from the glans. Slowly raising her head, she looked at Wenlun with her beautiful eyes and said, "Husband, Ziwei won't be polite!" As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her small mouth and bit down on his scrotum, immediately taking one of his testicles into her mouth.
Wenlun trembled with pleasure, repeatedly shouting "Good!" Ziwei ate with increasing fervor, alternately sucking on the two testicles and licking the penis up and down. After doing this for more than ten minutes, Ziwei suddenly took the large glans into her mouth and began to suck and lick it wildly. Wenlun was so captivated that he was panting heavily, his whole body stiff and rigid. When he looked down, he saw Ziwei completely absorbed in the act, eating with relish.
Looking at his charming and alluring wife, Wenlun couldn't help but feel his blood boil, and the more he looked, the more excited he became! Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. He thought to himself, "If I hadn't experienced it firsthand, it would be hard to imagine. Just looking at Ziwei's gentle and beautiful appearance, who would expect her to be so wild in bed? I believe even a man of steel would melt in her hands! It seems I am truly blessed to have such a perfect wife. What more could I ask for in life!"
At this moment, Ziwei used both her hands and mouth to stroke a penis until the foreskin was torn off. Such intense stimulation made it difficult for Wenlun to restrain himself. A feeling of release slowly welled up within him, and he couldn't help but cry out, "I can't take it anymore! If you keep doing this, I... I'm going to ejaculate. Stop it now, it's really... you bastard..."
Ziwei spat out the glans and said slyly, "If you want to ejaculate, then ejaculate. I haven't tasted your flavor in a long time. Today I'm going to have my fill! Just ejaculate... hurry up and ejaculate for me!" As soon as she finished speaking, she took the glans back into her mouth and stroked it even more vigorously.
Wenlun gritted his teeth, but still couldn't hold on. His ejaculation suddenly stopped, and a powerful stream of semen gushed out. Ziwei's throat bobbed, and she swallowed mouthful after mouthful, consuming all of Wenlun's semen. After Wenlun had ejaculated, she gently licked him clean before climbing back onto him, smiling, "You ejaculated a lot this time. Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes! It was really great, but it ended so quickly, it's a little..."
Ziwei laughed, "How could it end so quickly? This is just the beginning. Besides, you've already had your pleasure, but I haven't, and I won't allow it." Then she moved to sit up, spread her beautiful legs, and knelt in front of Wenlun, giggling, "Good husband, now it's your turn to lick me." As she spoke, Ziwei used her hands to part her labia and presented the bright red, tender flesh to Wenlun's mouth.
Wenlun opened his eyes and saw something deep red and tender, covered by two soft labia, white with a rosy hue, like a virgin in her early teens. The entire vulva appeared delicate and tender, exceptionally beautiful, which aroused Wenlun greatly. He quickly leaned in and used his tongue to pry open the foreskin at the tip, taking the rosy clitoris into his mouth and licking it.
Ziwei trembled at his touch, tilting her head back and opening her mouth in bliss: "Ah...it's so beautiful...good husband, lick me quickly, Ziwei is so beautiful..." She couldn't help but grab Wenlun's head with both hands, pressing her vulva against him.
For the past two years, the couple had been intimate day and night, naturally knowing each other's vulva intimately. That clitoris was Ziwei's most sensitive spot; a slight touch would send her into multiple orgasms, igniting her desire.
Wenlun understood the key points. He first focused his efforts on that spot, then extended his long tongue, teasing and scraping inside, causing Ziwei to gasp repeatedly and her beautiful buttocks to tremble wildly.
In no time, her vagina was churning, waves of vaginal fluid gushing out like a burst dam. Ziwei couldn't resist; she was instantly overcome with lust and cried out, "I'm going to die... harder, deeper... I'm about to come..."
Wenlun increased his effort, his lips and tongue thrusting up and down, each stroke targeting her central nervous system. Ziwei finally stiffened, and a large gush of vaginal fluid shot out, drenching Wenlun's mouth and face.
Unable to hold on any longer, Ziwei collapsed onto Wenlun, panting heavily. After a long rest, she slowly calmed down, saying, "Husband, your mouth is so skillful! It made me feel like I was in heaven, it was so wonderful!" As she spoke, she moved her slender hand down to check, finding that his penis was still limp. She gently grasped it, saying affectionately, "It's been so long, and it still hasn't gotten hard. Let me help you!"
With that, she leaned down on Wenlun again, gripping his penis and sucking and stroking it with both her hands and mouth, working with extraordinary effort.
After more than ten minutes of this, the "dead snake" gradually raised its head. Ziwei was overjoyed to see this, kissing the glans hard, then flipped over and straddled Wenlun's waist, smiling at him, "Husband, Ziwei is going to rape you!" As she finished speaking, she spread her beautiful legs wide, grasping his penis and pressing it against her vulva. Wenlun
, with his hands and feet bound, was now at ease, simply letting his body go limp and allowing his beloved wife to take the initiative.
Ziwei slowly lowered her hips, and a large glans slowly pushed open her vaginal opening and entered. Wenlun felt himself enveloped by a warm, tight, and narrow mass of flesh, which he found very pleasurable. Ziwei, as the large glans entered her, also gasped for breath in pleasure, her lust rising. She hurriedly sat down hard, exclaiming, "Ah...it's all the way in! Husband, look at me, see how Ziwei rapes you!"
Wenlun smiled, "Today I'm in your hands, you can do whatever you want with me. I'm just afraid you're all talk and no action, and you'll soon give up, leaving me hanging in mid-air, half-dead. Then I'll only suffer."
Hearing this, Ziwei was naturally unconvinced, "Don't underestimate me, let's see who begs for mercy in a moment." Then she leaned back, supporting herself only with her hands, a position that undoubtedly exposed their point of contact to Wenlun's eyes.
Seeing this wonderful sight, Wenlun was also extremely excited. With Ziwei's rapid rise and fall, his penis, more than half a foot long, kept moving in and out of her vagina. In addition, Ziwei was naturally tight and shallow, and every deep thrust was like hitting the bullseye, making his glans feel numb and pleasurable. If Wenlun hadn't just ejaculated once, he probably would have been defeated first this time.
Ziwei was also getting more and more excited. She felt that the penis inside her was like a fire dragon, hot and hard. Every thrust scraped the vaginal walls and made them feel numb and sore. Every time it touched her clitoris, it felt like being bitten. It was so beautiful that it touched her heart.
After hundreds of rounds of this, Ziwei finally succumbed, her body limp and exhausted. Wenlun, however, remained defiant and furious. Determined to establish his authority over Ziwei, he quickly rolled over, and in a few swift movements, untied the tie from her feet. With a few more pulls, the silk tie binding her hands also came loose.
Once free, Wenlun pounced on Ziwei: "Wife, if you beg for mercy, I'll let you go."
Ziwei, having caught her breath, quickly shook her head: "Don't even think about it. Even if you fuck me to death tonight, I won't beg for mercy."
Seeing her say this, Wenlun stopped talking, knelt between her legs, grasped her beautiful thighs, spread them apart, and mounted her. With a "plop," his large penis plunged to the hilt, forcefully penetrating her cervix.
Ziwei was repeatedly fucked by him, and the lust within her was awakened again. She began to moan softly, constantly thrusting her hips to meet Wenlun's thrusts.
Wenlun thrust hard about a hundred times in one breath, then made Ziwei kneel on the bed in a doggy-style position, and entered her from behind. This time, the thrusting was even more intense, each thrust powerful and deep, making Ziwei slap loudly.
At first, Ziwei could resist, but soon she was panting heavily, and she came again. But Wenlun still wouldn't let her go. He suddenly reached forward and grabbed her breasts with both hands, while his lower body thrust hard until Ziwei came again, then he ejaculated, shooting all his semen into her womb.
That night, the two of them, exhausted from their intense battle, finally nestled together and fell into a deep sleep.
(02) Handsome Man
A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Ziwei finally stepped into the Royal Garden Café of the Regal Hong Kong Hotel. From afar, she saw Yinyin sitting by the window. She smiled gently and walked over to Yinyin.
"Yinyin, have you been waiting long?" Ziwei gracefully pulled out a chair and sat down.
"What are you doing! This is my second cup of coffee. I thought you weren't coming." Yinyin glared at her and complained.
Ziwei chuckled, "How could I not come on my dear cousin's date?"
"You! You don't learn the good things, only Wenlun's glib talk."
Ziwei laughed again, "Is Wenlun really that kind of person? Why don't I think so?"
Yinyin spat at her, "In your heart, your husband is perfect in every way, no one can compare to him."
Just as she finished speaking, a waiter came over. Ziwei ordered a glass of juice, and after the waiter left, Ziwei said, "That's not necessarily true. My older brother is also very good. If he weren't, you wouldn't like him, am I right?" Before she could refute, Ziwei continued, "This weekend is your birthday, what did your older brother give you?"
Yinyin pouted, "Oh! Trying to show off. I don't have your ability. A sports car worth four million, and Zhixian wouldn't even give it to me."
"What are you saying? That's not what I meant. Actually, I know your brother loves you very much. Let alone a sports car, even the most expensive gift, if you like it, your brother will definitely give it to you."
Yin Yin shook her head and said, "That's not how it is. The other day when I asked him to come with me on a trip to Europe, he always made excuses. I think he's not considerate of me at all, so every time he asks me to marry him, I play games with him and see what he does."
Zi Wei smiled faintly, "No wonder your brother often asks me what you're thinking and whether you've met other men. It turns out you're the little devil who's arguing with him. By the way, when exactly are you going to get married?"
Yin Yin said indifferently, "I haven't had enough fun yet. I'll talk about it when I'm done playing around." "..."
Ziwei shook her head and smiled wryly. After a long silence, Ziwei asked, "You suddenly asked me out, is there something you need?"
Yinyin nodded and said, "Zhixian said he's planning to throw a party to celebrate my birthday, and asked if I wanted it at a hotel or somewhere else. I'm undecided and wanted to hear your opinion."
Ziwei smiled and said, "So that's what it's about. But I think it would be too formal if it were at a hotel. Don't you think it's tacky if all the guests come in evening suits? And your brother, he's young himself, yet his thinking is so outdated. I guess he only associates with businessmen at the company, and everything is about appearances and style, which is why he's become so tacky."
Yinyin said, "So you don't approve of having a party?"
"Not really," Ziwei said slowly. "The most important thing about a birthday is to have fun and enjoy yourself. If we could find some like-minded friends, and everyone could be free from any constraints, let go of all inhibitions, and have a carefree day, wouldn't that be great?"
Yinyin said happily, "Yes, a day of carefree and crazy fun, that's a really good idea. But... where should we go? If we have a party at home, Auntie will definitely not approve! But at Zhixian's house, it's even more impossible! What should we do..." She tilted her head in thought, then suddenly widened her eyes and stared at Ziwei, saying, "I've got it! We can have it at your house."
Ziwei immediately stammered, shaking her hands repeatedly, "No... this... how can we do that? Wenlun will definitely object."
Yinyin smiled and said, "I know Wenlun's personality very well. How could he object? Besides, with me, his good cousin, here, as long as you say the word, would Wenlun dare to say 'no'?" Ziwei hurriedly said, "
No, no, if you stay at my house for a day, I'll be scolded to death by your sister-in-law. Besides, my house isn't very big, in my opinion... or..." She couldn't say what.
Yinyin said, "You're not that heartless, are you? A five-thousand-square-foot house isn't big? How big would you need to live in it? Okay, I'll ask Wenlun right now." As soon as she finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone.
Ziwei was startled and immediately stopped her, saying, "Yinyin! Don't..." As the saying goes, quick thinking is the best policy, and Ziwei's mind suddenly flashed with an idea: "I've got it! What about Dad's villa?"
Yinyin, hearing this, put down her phone, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid that's impossible! Uncle would never lend me his villa, you must be joking!"
Ziwei laughed, "Dad certainly wouldn't let you mess around with his private villa in South Bay. I mean the villa in Kau To Shan, Sha Tin. It's originally for Dad's foreign friends, as long as there are no guests on the day."
Yinyin clapped her hands and said, "Yes!" "Ah! Zhi Xian and I stayed there before. It's really nice. It's spacious, with lots of rooms, a big garden, and a swimming pool. It would be so much fun to have a party there."
Zi Wei smiled and said, "Finally, it's resolved. But you should talk to your brother and see if he agrees."
Yin Yin said, "I know. I don't care about Zhi Xian at all. I'm just worried that there might already be guests there. Hmm! If everything goes smoothly, you should come and help as soon as possible!"
Zi Wei nodded and said, "Since you've asked, how could I say no!" Yin
Yin had already taken leave from work on her birthday. Early that morning, Zi Wei drove to pick up Yin Yin and they headed to the villa. After passing through the undersea tunnel, the car headed straight towards Sha Tin.
The two sisters chatted and laughed in the car, and before they knew it, the Italian bull had passed through the Lion Rock Tunnel. Just as they passed the tollbooth, a bright red sports car suddenly appeared from behind, and the two cars drove side by
side. Ziwei was curious and subconsciously looked at the sports car. Her eyes lit up; the driver was a rather handsome foreign young man with naturally bright blond hair and deep blue eyes that held a shrewd glint. He was looking at Ziwei and gave her a mischievous smile.
Ziwei's heart skipped a beat, and a wave of shyness washed over her, making her immediately turn her head away, not daring to look at him again.
But Yinyin in the passenger seat was different from Ziwei; she waved at the man and, with a "pfft," blew him a kiss.
Seeing this, Ziwei said, "Yinyin, aren't you being ridiculous!"
Yinyin laughed, "Such a handsome man, don't you think it's a waste not to have some fun with him?"
Ziwei was truly helpless against her and could only sigh in silence. Suddenly, the fiery red sports car accelerated, and with a "whoosh," it sped past Ziwei. Only then did the two sisters realize that this fiery red sports car was actually a Ferrari Enzo, one of only 399 produced worldwide, with only nine allocated to Hong Kong.
Ziwei thought to herself, "Who is this person? Even with money, you might not be able to buy such an expensive sports car."
Yin Yin wasn't very knowledgeable about luxury cars, but seeing the car's design, she knew it wasn't just any ordinary car. She laughed, "What a stylish sports car! It looks just as good as your 'Wild Bull'! Ziwei, do you know what kind of sports car this is?"
Ziwei replied, "It's an Enzo
Ferrari. Enzo is the name of the founder of Ferrari. Excluding taxes, each one costs five million Hong Kong dollars."
Yin Yin couldn't help but stick out her tongue.
Actually, Ziwei's Gallardo had over 500 horsepower, not far behind the Enzo with its maximum of 660 horsepower. However, Ziwei always drove cautiously and didn't like to speed, so she didn't chase after it. In the blink of an eye, the Enzo had sped away, disappearing from their sight.
Emerging from the Lion Rock Tunnel, they found themselves on a steep highway leading directly to Sha Tin city center. Ziwei was speeding at 60-70 kilometers per hour when, as the car rounded a bend, she saw the Ferrari parked on the side of the road, one of its wing doors open, and the blond man standing there gesturing to her car.
The two sisters were immediately puzzled. Yinyin exclaimed, "Look, that man is telling us to stop!"
Before Yinyin could speak, Ziwei had already seen it and hurriedly asked, "What should we do? Stop or not?" Yinyin
replied, "Of course we should stop. Let's see what he wants."
Ziwei thought to herself, "It's broad daylight, on a busy highway! He probably won't do anything malicious. We might as well stop and find out what's going on. Maybe he needs our help." With that thought, she immediately turned on her turn signals and gradually slowed down.
As the sports car came to a stop, the man immediately approached the two women. For safety's sake, Ziwei hesitated to get out of the car, so she rolled down the window and asked in English, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
The man politely replied, "I just returned from abroad and am a little unfamiliar with the area. Could you tell me how to get to Kau To Shan in Sha Tin?"
The two sisters were both taken aback, wondering what a coincidence.
Yinyin, who had worked as an information desk attendant at Tung Maru in Japan, spoke English even more fluently than Ziwei. She smiled and replied, "What a coincidence! We're going there right now. Why don't you follow behind in your car, and I'll take you there?"
The blond man thanked her profusely and ran back to his sports car. Ziwei, seeing him start the engine, closed the window and left the area. Immediately, the two super-luxury sports cars sped onto the highway, heading towards Kau To Shan, one after the other.
Kau To Shan is a renowned upscale residential area in Hong Kong, surrounded by a tranquil environment, facing verdant mountains and the beautiful scenery of Tolo Harbour. The buildings in this area are mostly detached luxury villas, inhabited by wealthy and influential people, including many entertainment stars such as Faye Wong and Stephen Chow, who either live here or own property.
Ziwei drove to Ma Yang Path on Kau To Shan and parked her car. The foreigner, who had followed her, stopped his car and ran up to her. Ziwei asked, "This is Kau To Shan. What's the street address?"
The man thanked her profusely and gave her the address. The two women were stunned again upon hearing the address.
Yin Yin eagerly asked, "Do you have any friends staying there?"
The man nodded and said, "It's my old classmate's girlfriend staying here. I'm here for her birthday party."
The two exchanged glances, almost unable to believe their ears. Zi Wei asked, "Excuse me, is your old classmate surnamed Li?"
"Yes! My classmate's name is Li Zhixian. Do you two ladies know him too?"
Yin Yin pointed at Zi Wei and said, "She's Li Zhixian's sister. Do you think they know each other?"
Zi Wei pointed at Yin Yin and said, "She's my brother's girlfriend. Do you think they know each other?"
Upon hearing this, the man was also greatly surprised and suddenly asked Zi Wei, "Could it be that you...you are Wen Lun's wife, Zi Wei?"
Zi Wei's beautiful eyes widened: "You know my husband..."
"Wen Lun and your brother are both my old classmates. Of course I know them." This sentence was now spoken in Cantonese, and the pronunciation was pure, making him sound like a true Hong Konger.
Yin Yin laughed, "So you know Chinese! Yes, Wen Lun and Zhi Xian were classmates, of course you know them. What's your name? Why haven't I heard Zhi Xian mention you?"
The man said, "My name is Paul. I grew up and studied in Hong Kong. After graduating, I returned to my hometown in England, so I haven't been in contact with them until last month when I came back. I only found out that Wen Lun was married, and I never expected that his wife would be such a beauty."
Yin Yin exclaimed, "What about me? Aren't I pretty?"
Paul slapped his forehead, "Damn it, damn it, Zhi Xian's beautiful girlfriend is naturally a great beauty! In short, you two are both beautiful, both great beauties."
Yin Yin said, "That's more like it."
Zi Wei listened and chuckled. After Yin Yin finished speaking, she said, "Shall we go back and talk slowly?"
Startled by her words, the three of them laughed at the same time. Paul immediately returned to his sports car, and in less than two minutes, the two cars arrived in front of a luxurious mansion.
The gate in front of the mansion was half-open, and two maids were already waiting there; it seemed to be Zhixian's arrangement.
Seeing the expensive sports cars arrive, the two maids hurried forward to greet them. Actually, Ziwei and Wenlun also stayed here occasionally, so they already knew the two maids. Seeing the two approach, they rolled down the car window.
Upon seeing their two young ladies, the maid quickly greeted them, "Good morning, Misses! Good morning, Cousin! Please wait a moment while I open the gate."
The gate opened, and two cars drove in and parked in the parking space next to the house.
The three got out of the cars, and another maid opened the front door for them, inviting them inside. Inside was a spacious living room. On the other side of the hall were floor-to-ceiling glass doors offering views of the garden and swimming pool behind the house.
Ziwei first gestured for Paul to sit down, then turned to the maid and said, "You don't need to attend to things here. The other guests will arrive this afternoon. Please inform them and tell them to prepare."
The maid agreed and left. Yinyin asked Paul, "Paul, what would you like to drink? Beer or juice?"
"I'll have beer," Paul said.
Just as Yinyin was about to get up, Ziwei said, "Leave that to me. You sit with Paul for a while." She then walked away.
Paul asked Yin Yin, "When will Zhi Xian and Wen Lun arrive?"
"It's the weekend, and they have to work this morning. I believe they'll arrive after noon. Oh, and I don't know where you're doing your business. Can you tell me?"
"Sure, it's not a secret. My father is a director of the Far East British Group in Hong Kong, and I'm working with him now."
Yin Yin nodded in understanding and then asked, "Where's your girlfriend? Why didn't you come with her?"
Paul shook his head. "I'm ashamed to say I don't have a girlfriend."
Yin Yin scoffed, "A handsome and rich man like you saying you don't have a girlfriend? Only an idiot would believe you. Besides, I just saw how you picked up girls. Although it wasn't exactly high-level, it was certainly effective! I suddenly thought, if we really didn't know each other, do you think you could have gotten me and Zi Wei together?"
Paul hadn't expected Yin Yin to be so direct, and quite clever, seeing through his intentions at a glance. But Paul was no ordinary man. He only needed to hear a few words from Yin Yin to grasp about 70-80% of her personality. He knew this tempting prospect wouldn't be unappetizing, and laughed, "I've always been quite confident in myself, especially in this kind of thing!"
Yin Yin laughed, "What an arrogant fellow. Now that you know I'm Zhi Xian's girlfriend, I doubt you'd dare to make any improper advances towards me, would you?"
Paul raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying, "Back in my school days, I often heard the saying, 'A friend's wife is easy to bully.' I've always been a diligent learner; how could I not keep this famous saying firmly in mind?"
Yin Yin, about to say something, stopped when she saw Zi Wei approaching with drinks.
"Paul, your beer," she said, handing him a can of beer and giving another to Yin Yin before sitting down to chat with the two.
The three then focused their conversation on anecdotes from Paul and his friends' school days. Just then, a maid came in and said, "Miss, the people from the Higashimaru Restaurant have arrived."
Ziwei nodded and said, "Go tell them I'll be right there." She then said to Paul and Yinyin, "The catering staff have arrived. I'll go take care of things first. You two can continue your conversation." She then stood up.
Paul also stood up and said, "I'd like to walk around a bit too."
Yinyin added, "I'll keep you company." Turning to Ziwei, she said, "Ziwei, I'll leave the catering to you."
Ziwei nodded and left the living room.
Catering services have become quite popular in Hong Kong in recent years. Catering services are essentially takeaway catering services for family gatherings, and these services are mostly provided by famous hotels or high-end restaurants. Besides food and drinks, they also provide waiters, chefs, tables, chairs, and all necessary items.
Since acquiring the Higashimaru Restaurant in Japan, the Li Group has offered this service to keep up with the trend. Zhixian and Wenlun, being senior executives in the catering department, had naturally made preparations for Yinyin long ago.
Ziwei stepped out the door, where a car sent by Dongwan was already waiting. A man in a suit approached, and Ziwei immediately recognized him as Zhang Hongliang, Wenlun's subordinate.
They greeted each other, and Zhang Hongliang said, "Mrs. Shen, everything is ready. Where will the banquet be held? I'll arrange it immediately."
Ziwei replied, "I plan to hold it in the garden behind the house. Please come with me, and I'll tell you."
When Ziwei led Zhang Hongliang back to the living room, Paul and Yinyin were gone, but she didn't mind.
The two crossed the hall, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass doors, and arrived at the garden behind the house. Ziwei said, "I want to put the dining table here, but not too close to the pool, so that the guests won't get carried away and splash water on the food."
Zhang Hongliang said, "No problem, I'll take care of it right away."
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As for Yinyin and Paul, just as Ziwei turned and walked out of the living room, Yinyin whispered in Paul's ear, "Come with me, I'll take you somewhere."
Paul didn't ask any questions and followed her upstairs to the second floor.
The second floor was a lounge area. Besides sofas and audio-visual equipment, there was a pool table in the center. Yin Yin pointed to a glass door and said, "That's the gym, and this is the sauna. Feel free to use them if you like. Come on, I'll take you upstairs."
On the third floor, there was a row of rooms. Yin Yin said, "There's a master suite and seven guest rooms." She then opened a door, pulled Paul inside, and asked, "How long do you usually take to make love?"
Paul was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "It doesn't matter how fast or slow, but it depends on who I'm with."
Yin Yin laughed, "Time is running out, hurry up and take off your clothes so Ziwei doesn't get suspicious."
Paul, even if he was stupid, wouldn't ask any more questions and quickly tore off his clothes. Yin Yin first bolted the door and immediately started undressing. In no time, they were both completely naked.
Upon seeing Paul's penis, Yin Yin exclaimed with delight, "It's a real gem! Foreign sausages are just different!"
Paul laughed, "You've never been with a foreigner before?"
Yin Yin replied, "Not a foreigner, but a Westerner! To be honest, this is my first time eating a foreign sausage. Let's go to the bed, come on!" Pulling him to the bedside, Yin Yin added, "Sit on the edge of the bed, let me taste you first."
Paul sat down as instructed, his legs spread wide like a "Tai".
Yin Yin knelt down and grasped the penis, which was at least twenty centimeters long, with one hand. Looking up at him, she laughed, "Wow! It's amazing, my hands can't even hold it. I wonder what it will feel like when he inserts it!" After saying that, she kissed down from the glans to the scrotum before sucking on the testicles.
"Wow! So good, suck harder..." Paul rolled his eyes in delight.
While moving the massive object, Yin Yin sucked frantically. After a while, she moved to the glans, her small mouth opening wide to tightly envelop the giant penis.
Paul was overjoyed and quickly pressed her head down, thrusting his hips deeply, the glans reaching Yin Yin's throat. However, despite her best efforts, Yin Yin's small mouth could only accommodate about a third of it, with a large portion still outside.
Yin Yin, so intensely penetrated, even shed tears. She quickly spat out the large object, scolding, "Are you trying to murder me? Believe me, I'll bite it off!"
Knowing he was in the wrong, Paul could only say, "Your mouth is just too wonderful; I couldn't resist." He then helped Yin Yin up, pulling her onto the bed. "Such firm, full breasts, so fun to hold. Zhi Xian is truly lucky to have a girlfriend like you. Come on up and let me have a taste."
Yin Yin, feeling incredibly aroused by his touch, immediately arched her back. She cupped one of her breasts in her hand, pressing the nipple against his lips, and said lasciviously, "Quickly suck my nipple, eat it properly. Ah...so beautiful, hold my other one, play with me as you please, rape me..."
Paul was indeed a master; under his ministrations, Yin Yin was already in a state of blissful ecstasy, her lust burning even more intensely: "Paul, you're so amazing, Yin Yin is going to be played to death by you. Ah! Don't be so rough with my lower body...I'm going to die, you've captured all three points, Yin Yin is about to fly to heaven..."
Paul used both his hands and mouth, making Yin Yin guzzle and climax wave after wave.
Suddenly, Paul pushed her away, flipped off the bed, and said, "Now it's your turn to sit on the edge of the bed."
Without thinking, Yin Yin moved to the edge of the bed, spread her legs wide, and let her feet dangle to the ground, crying out, "Paul, come and fuck me, I can't take it anymore..."
Paul smiled slyly, grabbed his huge member, and slapped it hard against Yin Yin's thighs: "Feels good, doesn't it? If you want it, do it yourself, so you won't accuse me of forcing you."
Yin Yin stretched out her slender hand, grabbed the large penis, and started stroking it wildly: "You men are all bad, you get the advantage and then tease me." She pressed the glans tightly against her vulva, then thrust her hips forward: "Oh! The big glans is in, it's so swollen, your thing is really big, go in a little more, but don't rush, take it slow, I'm afraid I can't take it."
Unexpectedly, Paul was deliberately teasing her, and thrust forward forcefully, his large penis already inserted all the way to the hilt.
Yin Yin cried out, "Ah..." and exclaimed, "You...you're so cruel! You even ripped my uterus!"
Paul laughed, "How's my big sausage? Are you satisfied?"
Yin Yin stretched out her hands and said, "It's so beautiful! Come and hug me, and I'll slowly insert it, okay?"
Paul bent down, and Yin Yin passionately twisted his neck, kissed his face, and whispered, "I've never been fucked by something so big before, but it feels really good. Hard and hot, my whole vagina is filled with you. I love your big thing so much! Come and rape Yin Yin, move!" After saying that, she automatically stood up.
Then, a "plop" sound was heard, a slow, soft "plop" sound, but it gradually became more and more rapid, and Yin Yin's breathing became heavier and heavier.
Yin Yin's hands slowly moved to his buttocks, gripping his two buttocks tightly and pressing them down against her lower body: "It's so deep, faster, I'm about to cum, ah... that's it, don't stop, thrust harder, thrust into my uterus..."
Paul thrust in and out, tempting her: "Your vagina is so tight, it feels so good, I really don't want to pull out."
Yin Yin gasped: "You don't have to pull out, I really want to keep this big cock in my mouth forever, so you can fuck Yin Yin anytime. Ah! Faster, I'm going to cum, I'm going to ejaculate... ****..."
Paul also felt a strong contraction inside, biting his glans until it was numb and sore, and suddenly a warm rush went straight to his glans, he knew that Yin Yin had cummed, so he thrust harder and harder, making Yin Yin feel even more beautiful and ecstatic.
Paul didn't stop, continuing his vigorous thrusting and pumping. Yin Yin finally couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "I can't take it anymore... Ah! Just cum already!"
Paul, also panting, cried out, "I'm almost there too, can I cum inside you?"
Yin Yin gasped, "It's okay, just shoot your semen inside, fill my vagina, cum quickly, shoot all your hot semen into me... Ah!" Before she finished speaking, she felt hot semen shooting straight into her uterus, wave after wave, scalding Yin Yin with unparalleled pleasure.
After Paul finished, Yin Yin said, "So good, quickly pull your penis out, let me lick it clean for you."
Paul was overjoyed, pulled out his penis, and stood by the bed.
Yinyin sat up and licked the filth off the penis before saying, "Let's quickly put our clothes back on and leave, so no one knows."
The two quickly dressed and hurried out of the room. Paul asked as they walked, "When can we do it again?"
Yinyin laughed, "Is once enough, Mr. Big Sausage?"
Paul was delighted, "Is that so..."
Yinyin said, "As long as Zhixian doesn't know, you can call me if you want to find me."
The two went to the living room and saw Ziwei and Zhang Hongliang standing by the swimming pool, talking about something.
Paul said to Yinyin, "I wonder if your cousin is as open-minded as you?"
Yinyin glanced at him, "You're really something, already thinking about Ziwei again! Let me tell you, she's different from me. If you can get her, that's your skill, but don't rely on me."
Paul shrugged, "I was just saying!"
As they talked, they walked out of the garden and saw the Dongwan waiters busy at work.
When Ziwei saw the two of them, she asked, "Where did you two go? I've been looking for you for ages."
Yinyin replied, "We went out just now, so of course you can't find us." She then glanced at Paul.

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