【姇】(20)

Author: voxcaozz
Published on sis001 on 2016/7/23
First published: Yes
Word count: 5707
After a long journey, I've finally managed to write 20 chapters. Every time I'm alone in front of the computer, I feel quite emotional.
To be honest, the content of *Niao* is not bad, but it lacks overall richness. The reason everyone likes it is probably because
of its passionate scenes! *Pin* is actually very warm and beautiful; at least I think
it's more substantial in every aspect than *Niao*. Perhaps some plot points are not appreciated by everyone,
and I won't reveal too much here. As I said before, finding one's own happiness is what I hope to see. The story
will unfold little by little later, without dragging on. The linking process makes it more flavorful. Thank you!
Li
Xia originally didn't want to take photos, partly out of consideration for her father and to avoid stealing the spotlight. Otherwise,
she would have informed her husband and son beforehand, instead of accompanying her father alone to the second floor. Of course, if she knew the way well, that would be a different story
.
As she approached her father, Li Xia immediately noticed his beaming face and knew he was happy .
She offered him her spot, suggesting Zhang Cuihua, the lead actress, take the photo. However, her father gestured to the photographer
, saying he wanted to take a picture with his daughter, and then took Li Xia's arm.
Combining the best features of both parents, the scene was stunning. Although it had a European feel,
Li Xia's mature cheongsam with a touch of Jiangnan water town charm didn't look out of place at all; instead
, it enhanced her mature beauty. She was captivating, even the photographer praised her alluring figure.
Although she saw Zhang Cuihua's smiling face, Li Xia really didn't want to neglect her. It would have been understandable in the past, but
what was the occasion today? Just as she was about to explain, Zhang Cuihua spoke up, "Xiaxia, the scenery of Jiangnan over there
is perfect for your outfit. Xiaofeng, what are you still standing there for? If you're free, keep your Xia company
. Let's take a couple of pictures."
A couple of photographers from other windows were already peeking out at the scenery. Seeing the subject of their photos
calling out, and knowing that they recognized Li Xia, they quickly invited her over.
Wang Xiaofeng, with an earphone in his ear, leaned against the doorframe, staring wide-eyed at the screen, his body
trembling slightly. Suddenly hearing his mother's call, he swallowed hard. Seeing the figure
walking towards him in high heels, he quickly turned off his phone video, stuffed it into his pocket, and then scurried after her
.
They were having a great time taking photos, while Wei Zongjian and Zhao Huanzhang downstairs were chatting animatedly. Little
Chengcheng was running around, completely unaware of what was happening upstairs. Although they hadn't seen Wang Xiaofeng
, who would have thought that such a young man would harbor such wicked intentions, fixing his gaze on the married woman and mother, Li Xia
?
Beneath the ancient, verdant stone bridge, the reflection of apricot blossoms was broken by swallows,
creating a hazy, delicate mist. On the shallow paths on either side, delicate paper umbrellas fluttered, creating a romantic atmosphere. Summer
, always vibrant and full of life. A beautiful woman stands before the painting, holding an umbrella. The moonlit lotus pond reflects the misty Jiangnan landscape. Beyond her alluring
charm, she exudes a gentle and captivating grace, making it difficult to discern whether the painting or the woman is more beautiful.
A thought inevitably arises: without the woman's presence, even the most beautiful scene would lose its soul, its essence
.
Whether it's a small boat gliding on the water or a poignant love story in a rainy alley, the most poetic and picturesque scenes
are merely depictions by the painter's brush—they are fictions. What is before one's eyes is the truest, most beautiful, and
closest to life. But one thing is certain: even if Wang Xiaofeng were incredibly daring, he wouldn't dare
to risk embracing Li Xia for a romantic photoshoot.
Wang Xiaofeng stood outside, his lustful eyes unrestrained. He sized up Li Xia's beautiful figure,
starting from her breasts, then sweeping over her rounded arms, his gaze finally settling on her
high heels. He repeatedly stared at the beautiful woman taking photos, his heart pounding
. His crotch was erect, and he had already fantasized countless times about pinning the lustful Li Xia down and ravaging her, satisfying his urges
.
A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair. Wang Xiaofeng, driven by greed, only wanted to hold the beauty in his arms, to experience
the ecstasy of motherhood, and to release his pent-up desires. This unfulfilled longing to possess her tormented him, causing
his penis to throb violently, his crotch soaked with semen. He cursed Wei Zongjian downstairs hundreds of times in his mind, thinking, "
All that good cunt has been fucked by a dog!" Little did he know, what did he, an outsider, know about the affairs of a married couple?
He arrogantly believed that only he could satisfy Li Xia's sexual desires and provide her with satiating pleasure in bed.
Wang Xiaofeng felt his mouth go dry, his restless desire churning within him. Finally, unable to bear it any longer
, he pulled out his phone again, his hands trembling slightly as he gently raised it, stammering, "Xia, Sister Xia,
let me take a picture of you too, just one."
Seeing the handsome young man nervously raising the camera, Li Xia, holding the paper umbrella, smiled and said,
"Okay!" She only said that one sentence before turning her gaze back to the camera lens.
Seeing the beautiful woman's charming smile, Wang Xiaofeng was overjoyed. He shifted his legs slightly, and after observing carefully
for a while, realizing the photographer hadn't noticed him, he steadied himself and began pressing the touchscreen. Immediately,
clear photos were captured on his phone. If someone were behind him, they would immediately notice that
all the photos Wang Xiaofeng took were close-ups of Li Xia's body. He didn't even consider
how he would explain if Li Xia asked for his phone back.
A muddle-headed guy, more trouble than he'd cause, his tragic end was his
own fault, and he had no one else to blame but himself.
Satisfied with a few casual photos, Li Xia stopped and tiptoed towards her father. Seeing
her father follow Zhang Cuihua into the fitting room, she quickly followed.
"What are you doing following a woman changing clothes?"
Zhang Cuihua grumbled, pushing Li Xia as she entered the small room.
If the fitting room door were closed, Li Xia would never have come in. She wasn't a third wheel.
Even if she and her father were very close, Zhang Cuihua was still between them. Women are always sensitive, and a daughter
shouldn't cause trouble for her father unnecessarily, making him suffer in the middle.
Seeing Zhang Cuihua and her father flirting, Li Xia chuckled inwardly. Before Zhang Cuihua could push her father out of the room, she
turned and left with a smile, almost bumping into Wang Xiaofeng who was following behind, making things a little awkward.
Li Xiang was pushed to the door by Zhang Cuihua. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were smoothed out by his smile. As he walked, he
said, "Okay, okay, I'll go change over there." With that, he took Wang Xiaofeng's hand and calmly walked towards the fitting
room next door.
Entering the fitting room, Li Xiang quickly took off his clothes, found a black suit to change into,
glanced at himself in the mirror a few times, asked Wang Xiaofeng for clarification, and seeing that he looked quite good, he quickly left
the room, knocked on the door twice to urge them on, and when Zhang Cuihua opened the door a crack, he informed her and pulled Wang Xiaofeng
out.
Wang Xiaofeng reluctantly followed behind Li Xiang, increasingly disgusted with this old
man who was vying for his mother's affections. He had no other outlet for his rage than vicious curses. Seeing the old man still waiting,
he urged him on, persuading him to take the photos first. Wang Xiaofeng then used this as an excuse to sneak out
, saying he would check the situation and urge his mother to come quickly.
Returning to the fitting room a second time, Wang Xiaofeng's only thought was to hear the goddess's voice; anything was better than nothing, 　　better
than waiting with an old man. When he saw the women's fitting room door ajar, his mind
went blank. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had finally arrived! Heaven was on his side; if this was possible, then nothing was impossible. 　　Moving his legs quickly, Wang Xiaofeng took three steps at a time, landing lightly on his feet, 　　glancing back to check for any signs of Li Xiang following him. He then mustered his courage and approached the fitting room door. 　　Perhaps his earlier questioning and pressure on his mother had worked, granting him this rare opportunity 　　to directly peek into the erotic scene inside, to see Xia Jie's naked body 　　, to see the slender figure of Li Xia, who could easily be his mother. 　　"You're stopping after just a few pictures?" As Zhang Cuihua straightened her clothes, she saw Li Xia insist on taking off her cheongsam, and 　　her enthusiasm waned. Her smile faded as she turned away, and she inwardly cursed, "Such a good-looking guy , and she 　　doesn't know how to be charming. Putting on airs, what's so great about her? Do you think I begged you to take pictures? What a piece of trash... 　　It's all Xiaofeng's fault for wanting to see it. I wonder if Xiaofeng even saw it." While criticizing Li Xia, Zhang Cuihua 　　couldn't help but think of her son, and a pang of jealousy and disappointment washed over her. 　　"Xiaofeng, what are you doing?" 　　Wang Xiaofeng was intently watching everything through the crack in the door. He had seen the entire process of Li Xia undressing and changing, 　　including removing her nipple covers. 　　He was incredibly aroused, even more excited than watching a recording on his phone. 　　Li Xia's body was indeed fair and full, her graceful figure exactly as Wang Xiaofeng had imagined 　　. Those breasts were so plump, and they bounced around like crazy. If he could just grab one and take a bite, hehe. Oh my, that 　　big ass was so damn perky! The feeling of hitting it, sizzling sound... being a man is so good. 　　Breathing heavily, Wang Xiaofeng's right hand had already involuntarily slipped into his pocket during the viewing. Through 　　several layers of fabric, he began to grasp his almost exploding penis, struggling to masturbate. 　　The stretching of the foreskin as it withdrew from the glans constantly stimulated the sensitive and active cells throughout his body. The burning 　　sensation in his lower abdomen and the sticky feeling in his genitals made Wang Xiaofeng lose himself in the moment, his body trembling uncontrollably 　　, on the verge of exploding. 　　Just as he was lost in the moment, a thunderous boom suddenly rang in his ears. 　　The six short words, spoken by Lao Li, though not loud, struck 　　Wang Xiaofeng like a thunderbolt. This sudden sensation caused Wang Xiaofeng, already in a state of extreme excitement, to instantly lose control. 　　His tension caused his genitals to finally succumb to the suppressed sexual stimulation and pleasure, and he ejaculated, 　　ejaculating right there in his pants. 　　"Ah~ oh, oh~ this, I was just about to go in," Wang Xiaofeng stammered, his face filled with fear and 　　unease. His wet crotch made him extremely embarrassed. He glanced at Li Xiang and then looked away. 　　Seeing Wang Xiaofeng's evasive gaze, Lao Li frowned and realized the problem. 　　However, considering his daughter was still inside, and they were in a photo studio, he had to suppress his anger and decide not to pursue the matter further. 　　Reaching the fitting room door, Lao Li smiled kindly, knocked, and said to Wang Xiaofeng behind him, "Come on, 　　your mother should be changed by now." He then openly pushed open the door and went inside. 　　When the group left the photo studio, the light rain had stopped, but the sky remained overcast, indicating that 　　the moderate rain was likely to continue for some time. 　　Some water had accumulated on the road, and in some potholes, the water was murky. Although it was still early, 　　it wouldn't be appropriate to chat outdoors, so Li Xia drove everyone straight to the Xiankelai 　　Restaurant. They would wait for everyone to arrive, introduce themselves, and that would be a proper introduction. 　　Around eleven o'clock, Xiao Yong and his wife arrived, followed by Wang Xiaoyun and his wife. The two families 　　' first real meeting took place during this break in the rain, meeting in a private 　　room on the second floor of the Xiankelai Restaurant. 　　"This must be my uncle, oh, Uncle, hello Uncle. Here's my business card. Just 　　give me a call if you need anything, and we'll get it done in no time." Wang Xiaoyun's man pulled out his business card and handed it to Li 　　Xiang, then extended his thick arm towards him, his fleshy face beaming with an exceptionally warm and courteous smile 　　. He then shook hands with Wei Zongjian and Xiao Yong, behaving extremely amiably. 　　Wei Zongjian returned the gesture, and after some polite exchanges, they each found seats. Originally, the two families should...

The seating arrangement was divided between the parents of both sides, but Wang Xiaoyun's husband insisted that the couple sit on separate sides to avoid being too far apart and making
drinking less enjoyable.
Wei Zongjian didn't object and sat down next to his father-in-law. Xiao Yong, sitting next to him, frowned slightly, somewhat
disdainful, but was quickly silenced by Li Xia across the table.
Seeing her husband eager to join in, Wang Xiaoyun also picked up a bottle of Moutai. She glanced at
Li Xia beside her and, seeing that the woman was indeed beautiful and radiant, she took advantage of the waiter bringing out the food to chatter incessantly
, asking questions like, "Where do you work? What's your job title?" It was like an interrogation, and coupled with her heavy
makeup, even Li Yong across the table couldn't help but frown.
"Big sister, today's a day for drinking, let's skip the soft drinks," Li Xia said
, filling Zhang Cuihua's cup with milk tea. Just as she was about to continue, Wang Xiaoyun stopped her
, grabbing a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and snatching Li Xia's cup, filling it to the brim.
Wei Zongjian stood up and said, "She can't drink, she shouldn't." Xiao Yong, standing nearby,
scoffed, walked over to Li Xia, and chuckled, "It's okay, I'll do it for my sister." Without hesitation, he took
the cup, telling his nephew, Xiao Chengcheng, "Give your cup to your mother."
Wang Xiaoyun was taken aback, then laughed, "Isn't today a happy occasion? Big sister should have a little." She then
pulled out a cigarette from her bag and lit it without any restraint, their first meeting in public.
Judging by her demeanor, she seemed like a worldly person.
Since learning of his wife's pregnancy, although he hadn't had a checkup, Wei Zongjian hadn't been careless. Seeing his brother-in-law's impatience, he
hadn't moved. Now, seeing the lively atmosphere at the table, he raised his glass and sang, "In another week,
it will be the auspicious day of your wedding. I wish you both good health and mutual care."
Seeing her husband take the lead, Li Xia also stood up, waved her glass at everyone, and then
smiled at Li Xiang and Zhang Cuihua, saying, "In place of wine, I wish Dad and Aunt Zhang a happy and fulfilling life."
Li Xia and her husband were the first to express their congratulations, and Xiao Yong and Xiu Huan also stood up to offer their congratulations. Then, Wang Xiaoyun and her husband, along with Wang Xiaofeng,
also stood up and raised their glasses in blessing.
Old Li, sitting at the head of the table, kept waving his hands, smiling and saying, "Sit down, sit down.
It's good to keep things simple. Don't be shy. We're all family now that we're having a casual meal." Old Li began to sing the main theme,
and then the private room became lively again.
"When you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city; when you're rich, distant relatives come calling even in the deep mountains. Just look at the wine in the cups—every cup is first offered to the wealthy."
Wang Xiaoyun and her husband were excessively enthusiastic towards Li Xia and his wife, seemingly forgetting
who the main guests were. The man kept urging Wei Zongjian on, bombarding him with questions. The woman also frequently raised her glass, asking
inexplicable investment questions.
Before long, the room was filled with smoke, and the cold air from the air conditioner made it even more pungent. Li Xia felt a tightness in her chest, gagged, excused herself, and hurriedly
left the room.
Normally, smoking and drinking were unrestricted at a dinner party. Old Li had seen his daughter behave this way before, and seeing it
again, he had a thought. Though he didn't say it aloud, his eyes turned to his son-in-law.
In front of outsiders, Wei Zongjian didn't say a word. He smiled at his father-in-law, then silently got up and walked to the window.
The room, with the window open, soon filled with cool air, and the smoke gradually dissipated.
Old Li still heard some of the chatter and realized the reason for his daughter's nausea
. He stared intently at the cigarettes on the table, gritted his teeth, downed his glass of liquor, and then discreetly slipped the cigarettes
into his pocket.
The clinking of glasses continued, watching Wang Xiaoyun and her husband put on a show, even after Li Xia returned to her seat, they didn't stop.
Li Xia couldn't help but wonder, who were these two? Their enthusiasm on their first meeting seemed too fake
.
There are always people in this world who are like-minded, and that's certainly true. Wang Xiaoyun and her husband, though called
a couple, had an ambiguous relationship. Wang Xiaoyun worked at a nightclub, was already divorced, and
chatted frivolously with the people there—she was practically insane. Wang Xiaoyun supported her mother Zhang Cuihua's remarriage. What was her true mentality
? She simply wanted to take advantage of the situation and gain something from Li Xiang's family, displaying the typical greedy and lecherous social trend
. Whether she cared about her mother or not was no longer a consideration for Wang Xiaoyun.
"Damn, this wine is good, authentic enough. If you ever need anything, just give me a call, brothers, and I
'll take care of it. I can't just brag," Wang Xiaoyun's lover said, his hat askew,
gradually revealing his gangster-like nature. Looking at Wang Xiaoyun, she wasn't much better. One hand held a cigarette, the other a bottle of wine.
Deep bags under her eyes, a result of excessive indulgence, and heavy makeup that made her even more unsightly, yet she seemed oblivious to her own sullenness, feeling quite pleased with herself
.
Xiao Yong frowned and said to his brother-in-law, "Did you take care of it? Isn't it just about spending money?" Li Yong had
many close friends, and he really disdained this boastful young man who needed outsiders to handle his affairs.
"Dad, drink less," Li Xia said, seeing that her father had overdone it. She quickly got up and went over to him, placing her hand on Li Xiang
's hand holding the wine glass, signaling him to drink less.
Two glasses of baijiu weren't much for a young man, but Old Li was already fifty-nine years old and no longer young. He was now
about to drink his third glass. Worried about her father's health, the thoughtful Li Xia felt sorry for him and directly stopped him
.
In the past, he had always drunk two glasses. When he was young, Old Li had often drunk too much outside, and he was
often scolded and criticized when he got home. Since his wife passed away, he should have been carefree, but today, on a happy day, he inevitably could
n't control himself. If his daughter hadn't held his glass, Old Li wouldn't have realized that he had drunk too much.
"Xiaxia, you've only just finished your second glass... Hehe~ Dad will listen to you."
Holding her father's glass down, Li Xia gazed at him until he slowly placed it on the table.
That familiar face, she'd seen it for decades. Seeing him finally smile, Li Xia
felt a silent joy for her father. But too much alcohol is bad for your health; even if you enjoy drinking, you must control yourself. Thinking this, Li Xia's eyes...
There were no outsiders left, not even her husband beside her seemed to have disappeared. Only her father's familiar face remained, his smile still
clear. She could hear no other sounds, only the words "Dad will listen to you" remained, which finally put Li
Xia at ease.

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