【姇】(18)

Author: voxcaozz
Published on sis001 on 2016/7/10
First published: Yes
Word count: 6129 words
I have read the replies from friends, but I haven't replied yet, please understand! We all gathered together because we like it, but
it's inevitable that some minor disagreements will arise due to differences in taste. One person can't please everyone, so without deviating from the original setting,
I tried my best to maintain a balanced approach, making the story more heartwarming and readable, and
revealing the psychology of several characters one by one in the process of intertwining emotions, and narrating the story in detail. Don't rush, don't rush, finding your own happiness
is probably the happiest thing, v!
18
The drizzling rain kept falling, the damp rainy day made the sky a little gloomy, and the
breeze blew in through the gauze, allowing Lao Li to smell the scent of raindrops in the air, gently telling him
a faint sadness as June approached.
Old Li stood in the kitchen, smoking and watching the rain outside. The wedding date was drawing ever closer, and he hoped that after marriage, he
could live a peaceful and uneventful life, no longer feeling this constant anxiety and uncertainty.
This feeling of gain and loss repeatedly plagued Old Li; he couldn't control his emotions, yet he was also prone to sin.
Just imagine, even when his son-in-law was home, he dared to cross the line and make advances towards his daughter—it took immense
courage to do that! It seemed he had ultimately failed to escape the shackles of desire, repeatedly
straying further and further down this path.
With a sigh, Old Li grinned self-deprecatingly, "Just wait a little longer. After this week, everything will change
, and I won't have to… sigh, this shameless old man."
Gradually calming himself, he took out the ingredients and busied himself, frying steak, slicing chicken,
heating milk, and cutting fruit. After a flurry of activity, he simply waited for his daughter's family to get up and eat.
It had been so long since she'd slept in; for Li Xia now, it was a luxury. Nestled beside her husband
, held tightly in his arms, lying in his broad embrace, it felt wonderful. No wonder so many women
loved being the little woman in a man's arms, enjoying the happiness of being close, the warmth from body to soul, all gathered
together.
Seeing her husband gazing at her with quiet infatuation, Li Xia raised her delicate eyebrows and met his gaze with her almond-shaped eyes
. Their eyes met, and she saw warmth, tenderness, and affection in her husband's eyes. With a
seductive smile, Li Xia asked, "What are you doing?" Sensing something amiss, she buried her face in Wei Zongjian's chest, her fair
face flushed, radiating a sweet and radiant satisfaction. She occasionally stroked her husband's breasts, like a newlywed
bride after her first sexual experience.
Holding her like a treasure in a man's hands, listening to his breath and heartbeat, in the midst of this blissful moment,
Li Xia experienced a strange illusion. This feeling, sometimes near, sometimes far, left her bewildered, unable to distinguish which
was real. The release of sexual desire from last night's marital intimacy had penetrated to her very bones, flowing joyfully through her blood
, touching every sensitive nerve in Li Xia's body. The passion that erupted had
relaxed every part of her body, leaving her utterly satisfied and utterly blissful. This enchanting, dreamlike life had come
so suddenly; she could hardly believe it!
Looking at his wife's undiminished beauty, and seeing her incomparably charming shyness, Wei Zongjian couldn't resist
the stirrings of desire within him. He grabbed Li Xia's ample breasts, intending to resume their marital relations.
Her heart was already rippled with desire, and her body went limp from her husband's touch. Seeing the door, her husband
's lust was aroused again. Even the mature Li Xia was panting softly. But then she remembered she had important matters to attend to that day, and besides, she needed to wake
her son in the morning. So she quickly pushed her husband away, softly saying, "Tonight, do as you please."
That delicate, rosy-white skin, so alluring and intoxicating, was like the tender green of spring at the turn of summer, always subtly
captivating, drawing attention while simultaneously forcing a sudden stop, leaving one unable to be hasty or impulsive. She could only endure,
forcefully suppressing Wei Zongjian's overflowing desire. There was no other way; a wife's command was paramount!
Last night, his usually cheerful wife was found sobbing softly in her sleep, deeply moving Wei Zongjian.
He secretly vowed that he would always obey her every request and never betray her; he vowed
never to see her shed a tear or cause her any more sadness when he returned home. Therefore, even though his wife
gently refused, Wei Zongjian endured his erection without a trace of resentment.
Quickly dressed, Wei Zongjian thought about the photoshoot and asked his wife, "
Brother Zhao said he'd come over personally when he heard I was home. Since we're taking photos of Dad today, why don't you take some too?"
The Brother Zhao he referred to was Zhao Huanzhang, his junior high school classmate and the owner of the wedding photography studio. Over the years, the
couple had frequented the studio, either voluntarily for commemorative photos or at Brother Zhao's invitation.
Their friendship of over twenty years was something money couldn't buy.
Hearing that her husband was home, Brother Zhao was eager to join him for drinks and a get-together. He felt
bad about troubling him so much, so he decided to let her husband catch up with him after he finished his work in the next couple of days. It wouldn't be a waste of their friendship. So
, Li Xia said to Wei Zongjian, "Jianjian, you should arrange things for Brother Zhao later. Don't let him always spend money."
She opened the curtains, and the rain outside came into Wei Zongjian's view. Looking at the blurred rain on the window
, Wei Zongjian thought, "It's raining today. Luckily, Xiaxia had the foresight. If we had dragged
things out with her, it might have caused problems."
"Is the rain heavy?" Li Xia asked, turning to look at the rain streaming down the window.
Wei Zongjian hurriedly opened the window, and after sensing the rain, replied, "Not too heavy, but the rain is quite dense."
As she got out of bed, her husband reached out to help her. Li Xia understood immediately, glancing at him and smiling, "Don't
be so delicate. In the future, you'll have your day... Then you'll have to come home and serve me."
Though she said that, Li Xia still reached out her hand, swaying her full, trembling body as she walked towards the door.
The bed was only a few steps from the door, the greasy scent of her bulging vulva mingling with the friction of her legs.
Even Li Xia was shocked. Even if she'd had sex twice last night, it shouldn't be this shameful and
unbearable. How had she gotten so fat? Thinking about her increasingly sensitive body, Li Xia immediately gave
her husband a flirtatious wink. "You're the one who made my body so slippery..."
Wei Zongjian was confused by his wife's words. Seeing his wife's hesitant manner, perhaps afraid that
his father-in-law would notice something amiss after they went out, and recalling the scene of him secretly touching his wife's thigh during dinner last night, he thought he
had been too lustful and had lost his composure. He quickly released his arm and chuckled.
His wife tossed him a "Silly boy~" and the door opened.
"Let's eat," his father-in-law's kind and gentle voice immediately rang in his ears. Wei Zongjian couldn't dawdle any longer
and quickly went to the bathroom outside, his mind racing with plans for the day.
The children of both sides were meeting for the first time, and it was important to leave a good impression, at least to avoid being looked down upon
. Although it was his father-in-law's wedding, he wouldn't be living alone from now on, and he needed to show some appreciation
. He couldn't let his father-in-law pay for everything himself. As for the remaining miscellaneous matters, he would leave them to his wife
to arrange for the time being, with her taking the lead.
After dinner, seeing his father-in-law standing on the balcony, gazing out the window, seemingly lost in thought, Wei Zongjian went over
. He noticed a calm expression on his face, but a hint of barely perceptible worry. Wei
Zongjian assumed his father-in-law was troubled and quickly offered him a cigarette, saying, "Dad, why don't you change your clothes? Xiaxia has already
prepared them for you. Let's go get a haircut first, then go to Huanzhang's for the photos. There's no problem with the time."
The annoying rain was indeed affecting his mood, but was it really the cause? Wei Zongjian only knew one side
of the story; as a dutiful son, he knew nothing of the details.
With everything ready, the family headed to the barbershop in the light rain. First, they wanted to get Li Xiang's face cleaned up;
frankly, a new look for an old person always requires some consideration, even though Old Li insisted on simplicity. This basic
thing still needed to be taken care of. They planned to meet at the photo studio after the haircut.
While her father was getting his hair cut, Li Xia called her brother Xiao Yong, telling him to come early at noon
, otherwise it would be pointless to keep asking.
Seeing his wife calling her brother-in-law, Wei Zongjian listened for a while. His brother-in-law
had been quiet these days. Hearing Li Xia's words, he wondered what his brother was up to, neither showing up nor making a statement. With
just a glance, Wei Zongjian took the phone from Li Xia and said to Xiao Yong on the other end, "Xiao Yong,
you and Xiu Huan have to come early today. Um, let's have a simple lunch and get to know each other... Look at you, why
aren't you saying anything again?" His brother-in-law was stammering on the other end, doing something, and after giving him a few instructions,
Wei Zongjian couldn't understand what he was saying. Helpless, Wei Zongjian had to hang up.
The weather was rainy, and there weren't many pedestrians on the road, making it relatively quiet. When he arrived at Brother Zhao's wedding photography studio, Zhang Cuihua and her son
had already arrived. His friend Zhao Huanzhang personally greeted them, which warmed Wei Zongjian's heart.
After exchanging a few polite words with Zhang and her son, he handed the phone over to his father-in-law as their representative. Brother Zhao was still very enthusiastic, smiling at Wei Zongjian, "Brother Wei,
let them go to the second floor. They've got some new clothes that haven't been tried on yet. Your wife knows the place well;
it'll be more reassuring to have her accompany you."
The second floor had specially prepared some interior scenes, with various styles for customers to choose from. Judging from today's setup, Zhao
Huanzhang, having learned from Wei Zongjian that since they weren't shooting outdoor scenes, they might as well shoot more indoor scenes. The two elders
were happy to shoot other themes, so they would handle everything together, providing everything they needed.
On the first floor, Wei Zongjian, along with his child and his younger brother Wang Xiaofeng, was led by Zhao Huanzhang to a
corner tea table. Little Chengcheng looked around at the electric rocking horse near the footrest on the first floor, and out of curiosity, ran over.
The environment was familiar to him; he touched this and that, and started playing.
After they sat down, Zhao Huanzhang pointed at Wang Xiaofeng and said to Wei Zongjian, "This young man goes to No. 1 Middle School,
Wei-ge. Judging from this, he's your junior. Is this your first time meeting?"
Seeing that the other man was fair-skinned, tall, and had a strong student vibe, Wei Zongjian naturally knew
who he was. He had also learned some information from his wife that the young man in front of him was Zhang Cuihua's son
. Wei Zongjian didn't put on airs, smiled and gestured for the other man to have some tea, and then asked, "Are
your studies tight these days? Do you play soccer or basketball?"
Judging from Wang Xiaofeng's physique, he should be good at playing sports. Wei Zongjian, who was old enough to be Wang Xiaofeng's father, asked casually
, after all, they were from the same alma mater.
Wang Xiaofeng took a sip of tea, seemingly quite content. Upon hearing that the person before him was his senior, he immediately
said, "Brother-in-law also graduated from No. 1 High School, so your sister must have graduated from No. 1 High School too, right? Oh, her current
coursework is alright. I also play soccer, as a forward."
"You smoke, right? Brother Wei and I have been friends for decades, so feel free to be casual here." Zhao
Huanzhang took out a cigarette, offered one to Wei Zongjian, and then politely offered one to Wang Xiaofeng. Seeing that Wang Xiaofeng glanced at the cigarette, he
tossed the lighter to Wang Xiaofeng, pointing at Wei Zongjian and saying, "It's alright, with you as my brother-in-law,
what are you worried about?"
"We're all grown men, Xiaofeng is still young, Brother Zhao, don't encourage him and lead him astray!" Wei
Zongjian said with a smile, not daring to urge Wang Xiaofeng to smoke further because he didn't know the truth.
Wang Xiaofeng, who looked rather scholarly, initially waved his hand dismissively, but succumbed to Zhao Huanzhang's enthusiasm at his prompting
and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a drag.
"Haha~ That's right. When you enter society, you should learn more. Studying is good,
but you can't survive in the world without knowing anything, Brother Wei, don't you think?" As he spoke, Zhao Huanzhang casually
adjusted his t-shirt, revealing a thick gold chain through the fabric, which became
even more prominent with the movement of his shirt, a dazzling golden hue.
Wang Xiaofeng had already met with Zhao Huanzhang, the studio owner, beforehand, but the interaction left him uncertain about
the man's background. Now, sitting together, observing his words, actions, and demeanor, a sudden unease settled in his heart.
He thought of his older sister's friends. Wang Xiaoyun worked at a nightclub, and her friends had connections with certain
social backgrounds; they were all very outspoken, even vulgar. Wang Xiaofeng had seen his sister's friends wearing
matching necklaces more than once, a memory that was still vivid. Combined with Zhao Ge's imposing presence, he couldn't help but speculate.
Meeting his brother-in-law for the first time, Wang Xiaofeng secretly observed his appearance and formed a preliminary impression. Although
the man was tall and imposing, and possessed a more somber air compared to Zhao Huanzhang, he seemed quite easygoing,
so he didn't take him too seriously.
"Xiaofeng, does Teacher Yang Wei still teach?" Wei Zongjian asked with a smile.
"Oh, Director Yang doesn't teach much anymore. He mainly mentors the substitute math teachers to improve the school's college entrance exam pass rate," Wang Xiaofeng 　　replied politely
, smoking a cigarette as he lowered his head . 　　"Yang's mother went to America with him, mostly because of Teacher Yang!" Zhao Huanzhang rubbed 　　his neck, his heart filled with longing whenever he thought of Yang. 　　"Yang also didn't like seeing Teacher Yang, always saying that Teacher Yang was vain and fake. The father and son did 　　n't get along... Sigh! Every family has its own troubles!" Yang Shuang, one of the three spearheads on the court back then, now 　　lives in America, only returning once or twice a year, and their time together is infrequent. Halfway through his sentence 　　, Wei Zongjian changed the subject, saying that his own situation was only slightly better than Yang's 　　, and he felt a mix of emotions. 　　After hearing Wei Ge talk about Yang Ge's father, Zhao Huanzhang, though he hadn't gone to high school, knew Yang Ge's character very well 　　. He had heard that Yang Ge's mother had gone to the United States with her son, even quitting her job at a state-owned enterprise. 　　He was always shocked when he recalled it. He couldn't understand why a mother would give up a secure job to 　　follow her son to a distant place. It seemed that every family had its own troubles, and it wasn't a simple matter. 　　Understanding Wei Zongjian's thoughts, Zhao Huanzhang waved his hand and said with a smile, "Let's not talk about Brother Yang anymore. You and Brother Yang are two 　　people, so let's not talk about each other, haha. By the way, Brother Wei, do you still play football?" 　　Wei Zongjian took a sip of tea and replied, "I'm forty years old now, how can I run anymore? I see you've gained weight too 　　, we're both getting old." 　　Zhao Huanzhang laughed and said, "Old man, you have good taste. Now we're just waiting for the big day to drink, and we'll basically get things 　　done." As he spoke, Zhao Huanzhang subtly took out a wad of cash from his pocket, placed it on the table, and 　　pushed it towards Wei Zongjian. 　　Initially, Wei Zongjian didn't want to accept it, but as their eyes met, he stopped talking 　　. Then he heard Huanzhang say, "If you need anything, just say so. Tell me what you need." 　　Wei Zongjian waved his hand and said, "Grandpa, don't prepare too much. Keep it simple. After this half-day, we'll have 　　a 'Little Cave Heaven' all-inclusive 　　feast, until we're drunk!" Seeing Zhao and Wei talking so enthusiastically, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't get 　　a word in edgewise. He'd already finished a cigarette, and sitting there blankly wasn't a good idea. He was really worried about what was happening upstairs, so he couldn't help but interject, 　　"Brother Zhao, where's the toilet?" 　　Zhao Huanzhang pointed towards the stairs leading to the second floor. "Oh, it's over there, next to the stairs." 　　Wang Xiaofeng got up, greeted him, and headed to the toilet by the stairs. After closing the toilet door, Wang Xiaofeng 　　took out his own cigarettes and squatted on the toilet, smoking as he pondered. It 　　was a quiet rainy day with few people around. He wondered what was going on upstairs. If he could catch a glimpse, that 　　would be best. If not, well, his phone wasn't just for show... 　　As he fastened his trousers, Wang Xiaofeng took a deep drag on his cigarette, the smoke billowing down his throat and into his body. 　　The force of the drag made his heart race and he felt dizzy. 　　Pushing open the door, Wang Xiaofeng's head was still spinning. Eager to get upstairs and see the view, he deliberately 　　said to Wei Zongjian, "Brother-in-law, I'm going upstairs to take a look." Receiving a "Go ahead," Wang Xiaofeng stumbled 　　up the stairs, holding onto the railing. 　　Reaching the second floor, he looked around. The vast space was divided into several small, varying-sized partitions, unfolding 　　before him. Looking at the exquisite layout, the incredibly realistic simulated scenes, and the large 　　wall of photographs, it seemed to be a significant upgrade from the first floor. 　　"Take advantage of your youth and take as many photos as you can. Aunt Zhang will be out changing soon." Wang Xiaofeng was looking around 　　when he heard this voice from not far away. The voice was so sweet and charming—wasn't it the voice of the goddess he had been longing for day and night 　　? Turning a corner, his eyes lit up. The unique backdrop of Dutch windmills and wheat fields unfolded 　　before Wang Xiaofeng. Then, Li Xia's figure came into his view. 　　Li Xia was wearing a dark black knee-length sports dress with a lace round neck. Although her clothes were ordinary, this 　　casual outfit showed off her voluptuous and alluring figure. Every move, every smile, was magical, captivating Wang 　　Xiaofeng. His eyes darted around, and it seemed that the effects of the cigarette were still lingering, his mind still dizzy. 　　The white number 87 pattern on Li Xia's chest stood out against the black casual dress fabric, 　　making her breasts appear even fuller and more prominent. Wang Xiaofeng felt he had seen those breasts 　　countless times, never tiring of looking at them. 　　The knee-length skirt fell slightly above her knees, revealing her two fair and shapely thighs, their shapely 　　thighs matching her large breasts in all their mature and voluptuous beauty—simply incredibly sexy. This caused Wang Xiaofeng's lower body to suddenly awaken 　　, becoming erect. 　　"Xiaofeng! Come here quickly, see if there's anything lacking," Li 　　Xia called out, beckoning as someone appeared around the corner. 　　Fortunately, Wang Xiaofeng was wearing loose sportswear today, which concealed his presence. If he 　　had worn Li Xiang's cropped shorts, it would have been embarrassing, and he might have been exposed—something Wang 　　Xiaofeng definitely didn't want. 　　"Uncle, you're dressed very well, and you look very young!" Wang Xiaofeng said shyly, after only glancing at him for a moment.

His gaze immediately fell upon Li Xia. Before he could finish speaking, a voice came from the room next door.
"Xia Xia, can you take a look and see if this outfit suits you? Oh~ Xiaofeng's here?"
"Dad, just follow the photographer's instructions, it'll be fine." Li Xia walked to her father,
straightened his collar, gave him some instructions, and then went to the room next door.
At this moment, Wang Xiaofeng's eyes were only on the goddess's graceful figure, and he had no time to care about anything else. Shaking
off the old man who was taking pictures, he quietly followed her into the fitting room.
Although it was called a fitting room, the inside was quite different. A small corridor by the window was filled with all kinds of clothes,
and further inside it was divided into several small rooms. If you didn't know the layout, you really wouldn't know what was inside.
Glancing at the dazzling array of clothes displayed on both sides of the corridor, Wang Xiaofeng followed that beautiful figure,
like a dog trying to catch the faint fragrance in the air, and quietly came to the door of the fitting room.
The white door blocked the view; not only could he not see the dreamlike water town inside, but
he couldn't even see a glimpse of his mother, Zhang Cuihua. This made Wang Xiaofeng's heart pound with anxiety. While nervous, he couldn't help but glance back
and saw the photographer outside the second door directing the old man to pose in various ways. He quickly turned around, extended
his thumb, and gently pushed against the door.

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