Chapter 39 of "A Wife's Heart is Like a Knife"

Author: Yao
Published: October 22, 2017
Original: Yes
First Published: No
The woman was mopping the floor very seriously.
Soon she slowly turned around. The camera panned across her beautiful, soul-cleansing face,
sweat clinging to her loose black hair.
From this angle, there was no denying it, "It's Lin Qian..." a hoarse voice in my heart
said.
My colleagues, whose cameras had just been snatched, gathered around the conference table not far away, copying photos from their phones
, still whispering about the woman with the tight buttocks.
I heard them saying, "That buttocks sway from side to side like that." Someone was imitating that movement
.
And my woman in front of my camera also turned around and mopped the floor, and I was watching that pert buttocks
moving under her white pencil pants. I just felt a bittersweet feeling in my heart that I couldn't describe.
"But her ass wiggles so seductively. And her face is so dignified?"
I don't believe it, I don't believe any of this...
Xiao Gong's voice, "Believe it or not, I'll go talk to her and hook up with her immediately."
"Go to hell, that's just bragging. Why didn't you go for it back then? Weren't you pretending to be a gentleman?"
Someone said, "She's so pretty, countless handsome guys have probably tried to chat her up. How could she possibly be interested in someone
like us?"
Xiao Gong didn't say anything more, it felt like his boast had been exposed.
I know, if that really is Lin Qian, her appearance is truly unapproachable. No matter
what her figure is like, any man who sees her face will feel that she is unattainable.
I don't know what's wrong with her now... I have a feeling of mental confusion...
Lin Qian in the video looks the same as before. She's quietly cleaning at home. The sunlight is warm
, life is peaceful. Just as flawless as I've seen her countless times before.
But why is she home at this time?
This question keeps rising and falling in my mind...
Logically speaking, she could have many reasons to come home. For example, someone might have been her examiner, or
the girls taking the exam were so unprofessional that the exam ended early. So, she went home to do housework.
That's what I thought.
Actually, no matter what, I should have called Lin Qian; some things can be resolved with just a few words.
I dialed, but the message said, "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..."
I remembered: Lin Qian had told me this morning that she was an examiner today, so her phone would be
off.
I had to put down my phone
and keep looking at the camera. I was thinking about what to do next.
Just then, Lin Qian suddenly stopped mopping, leaned on her hand, and looked in my direction, seemingly
saying something.
She had a charming smile on her face.
I was startled.
Judging from her expression, someone seemed to have entered the bathroom.
But that person was blocked by the curtain on one side of the bathroom, so I couldn't see them...
Who could it be?
I wondered.
Who could it be? At times like this...
Then Lin Qian stopped talking and continued mopping the bathroom floor.
The person didn't reappear.
I guessed that person had taken something and left.
They seemed to know each other well.
It should be Mom…
but theoretically, Mom should be out shopping with a bunch of old ladies. How could Lin Qian
come back with Mom and the others?
But at this time, only Mom and the others would likely be home with Lin Qian. Lin Qian usually wouldn't allow
anyone into the house, let alone in the bathroom.
We've been married for so many years. Even with deliveries, she only accepts them outside the door. I once asked her why
she didn't let people in. She said she thought their shoes were too dirty.
In short, she's a bit of a germaphobe.
So, at this time, only Mom should be home with her.
I deduced the general situation: Mom must have run into some problem while shopping, so
she called Lin Qian. And Lin Qian obediently came back to be with Mom.
That's roughly it.
Then, in the shot, Lin Qian looked up, smiling at the window, and seemed to be saying something.
I was startled, looking in the direction Lin Qian was speaking—had the person who just came in not
left at all?!
Half a window blocked my view, so I couldn't see what was happening there. But that person had probably been in the toilet the whole time
…
Had he (or she) been standing there the whole time? And Lin Qian had been mopping the floor there the whole time…?
This felt very strange. Even my mother found it strange.
The toilet is a special place, after all; even people of the same sex wouldn't stay there together for a long time.
Let alone her doing things like that without any hesitation.
And what was my mother doing standing on this side of the window?
I tried to see, but I couldn't see anything because my eyes were blocked.
From my direction, I could only see the toilet seat open on the other side. It was white and isolated against the tank
. Like a white question mark.
If that person was behind the window, why was he (or she) standing opposite the toilet for so long?
I had an irresistible urge to rush back and see what was going on.
Just then, the voices next to me suddenly quieted down.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Someone was knocking on the meeting room door.
I looked up. The boss was standing in the doorway. He looked at me from afar and said, "Get ready. The boss
will be here soon."
I nodded to him and said, "I'm all ready."
The boss gave me a thumbs-up. He probably saw me looking at the camera earlier, so he thought I
was just adjusting it and was being serious and responsible.
He then made a phone call at the door.
I needed to find out what was going on.
I turned and moved to an inconspicuous corner by the window to look at the bathroom window again.
Lin Qian was looking at this window.
For countless years, it seemed that whenever I was near her, I would always see her looking at me when I turned around.
But this time, although she was looking in this direction, she was clearly not looking at me.
There was a hint of pride in her eyes, and a blush on her face, like a fire slowly burning
.
The person was obviously still in the bathroom.
Although I couldn't see him, Lin Qian's gaze made me feel anxious.
I looked at this side of the window again and again. It was no use; the curtains blocked everything.
I frantically stared at it, moving the camera up and down like a vengeful spirit kept out.
But I could only see the open side of the window. Just
when I was about to give up in frustration, I suddenly noticed something strange—there
seemed to be an extra black line in the window that wasn't covered by the curtains.
A very long black line.
There definitely wasn't this black line in the windowsill of my bathroom.
Where did it come from?
And upon closer inspection, the black line was still trembling slightly.
...?
...?
...?
What is that? I asked myself.
As if hearing my thoughts, it
suddenly—its tip jerked upwards.
A hideous black oval, like the head of an "Alien," protruded from the windowsill.
My mind went blank for a moment...
Everything before my eyes seemed to slow down, like a slow-motion scene from The Matrix.
What protruded from the windowsill was clearly a huge black glans.
On that hideous, parasitic glans was a mouth like a fish's mouth.
At that moment, a jet of water violently gushed out from that mouth, arcing across the windowsill towards the toilet
.
The jet of urine was as powerful and far-reaching as a whale's.
I felt my palms grow cold, my body felt frozen.
The jet of water lasted for over a minute before slowly weakening...
The air was dry and cold, the sunlight indifferent; I felt like a speck of dust floating in the air.
Who was that?
Actually, the moment I saw that glans, I knew "who that is!"
Or rather, whose thing it was...
I heard a hysterical voice in my head, "How did it get into my house...?!"
It finished urinating...
but
that black penis didn't go down.
It was like an old-fashioned naval cannon, forcefully raising itself higher. The erect cannon head was raised high
.
Every man knows how much strength it takes to do that. So that behavior looked more like some kind of demonstration or
showing off.
I couldn't see the person's face, but I could see Lin Qian's reaction.
—The dignified beauty standing at the toilet door, leaning on the mop head, was now squinting at this erect
thing.
Her expression was extremely complex: anger, resentment, liking, and a whole mix of all, along with her flushed
cheeks.
The glans stubbornly remained raised, trembling slightly. Through the VR lens, I could even see
the blue stalk on the penis bulging like an earthworm, like a muscular strongman challenging an endurance record
.
[To be continued]
...
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