【姇】(29)

Author: voxcaozz
Published: 2016/9/11
First Published: Yes
Word Count: 8715 words
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After leaving home, Wei Zongjian, accompanied by two assistants, went straight to the provincial capital to complete the formalities. He then flew to
Lushan Airport and eventually arrived at his pre-booked hotel, where his long-awaited trip to Jiujiang began.
Coincidentally, when the receptionist arrived at the hotel, the weather outside showed no signs of gloom.
The planned work, which had been arranged to proceed immediately upon arrival in Jiujiang, was suddenly interrupted by a heavy downpour.
Not only were repairs delayed, but even after-sales work was put on hold, forcing a postponement of everything.
The rain was incessant, coinciding with the plum rain season, and it
seemed unlikely to stop for another day or two. This unpredictable weather was commonplace for Wei Zongjian, who frequently traveled for work,
and he had no choice but to postpone his trip.
Subsequently, under the arrangement of his employer, he went directly to the hotel. During the meal, they chatted and laughed, and after a satisfying meal,
they went to a five-star foot massage parlor. Seeing that the other party knew the place well, Wei Zongjian simply
whispered a few words to the receptionist outside and led them to a dark gold-themed private room.
Under the dim lighting, the bar and cinema inside were clearly defined, and there was even a small dance floor,
not to mention hidden secret rooms—it was truly luxurious and opulent, resplendent in gold. Scanning the room's layout,
Wei Zongjian, slightly tipsy, thought to himself, "This isn't a foot massage parlor at all; it's clearly a
front for something else. Of course, foot massage alone isn't profitable; that's just the way things are in society!"
The manager gestured to his assistant behind him, then gestured for Wei Zongjian's men to leave.
He then pointed to the room and asked Wei Zongjian, "Mr. Wei, what do you think of the environment here?"
Wei Zongjian smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Very good, very good. You've gone to so much trouble!"
The manager waved his hand with a smile, "Don't mention it, you're being too polite!"
In the blink of an eye, the door opened, and four beautiful young women entered. They wore short skirts and high heels,
their tight-fitting corsets revealing their figures. They were all busty and long-legged, their voices so sweet and cloying it was almost sickening. Wei
Zongjian stared in disbelief, vaguely guessing what was to come.
"Mr. Wei is a very busy man, this is just a small token of our appreciation. You must be tired from your journey, please help him relax!" Seeing
the puzzled look on Wei Zongjian's face, the person in charge whispered a few words, then waved to the girls and shouted,
"Give him the best service, make sure Mr. Wei is comfortable, do you hear me!"
The girls swarmed around him, immediately surrounding Wei Zongjian. Their high breasts pressed
against his body, as if they wanted to merge with him, making Wei Zongjian feel itchy and extremely
uncomfortable. His brain, which was still foggy from drinking, became confused.
The manager, while retreating, instructed the girls, then smiled at Wei Zongjian, "These girls will
listen to you tonight. We can talk about anything else later. I won't disturb your rest any longer!"
In this brothel, Wei Zongjian, a grown man, was surrounded by a group of well-trained women. Before he could
react, he was pushed down onto a massage sofa, and in a daze, he was
propelled up by eight delicate hands.
The continuous bumps of the journey had left his body constantly fatigued, especially after drinking. This physical
fatigue became even more pronounced, and the comfortable feeling from the girls' skilled movements made
him drowsy and his consciousness blurred.
Such a life of glitz and glamour often tempted Wei Zongjian. A single thought between good and evil can easily lead one astray
, especially in the business world, where such situations are commonplace.
Inside the exquisitely decorated room, the lighting was clearly manipulated. The intermittent light and shadow created a dizzying effect, constantly
tempting the heart and bringing out a touch of alluring charm. Just as Wei Zongjian was relaxing and enjoying the massage, he felt his belt
loosen.
Opening his eyes, Wei Zongjian squinted, and it took him a while to make out the scene before him. The two girls beside him
had somehow removed their tight tops, and the fingers massaging his body had become breast massagers; no wonder they felt so soft
and undulating!
Whenever he left home, no matter how long or short the trip, he always felt a sense of reluctance and unreality. Although he was used to this kind of
life, the emptiness and loneliness brought on by fatigue after drinking made his heart flutter
, making it difficult to remain calm.
"Oh~" If it were just a simple massage, it wouldn't conflict with Wei Zongjian's inner thoughts, but the situation he encountered today
seemed to have exceeded his expectations. Just as this thought was flashing through his mind, his lower body was
taken into a warm little mouth.
Wei Zongjian struggled to sit up, but the girls on either side had already unbuttoned his shirt with smiles.
While pressing down on him, they repeatedly flicked his body with their white, delicate fingers. His mind suddenly turned to his wife, and a wave of guilt
washed over him, causing his lower body to harden abruptly.
"Boss, you're so amazing~" The girl between Wei Zongjian's legs spat out the hard penis,
looking at the object before her with delight, and said this to Wei Zongjian with a smile. Then she grabbed the long, hard
rod and began to lick and suck it earnestly and vigorously. The other three girls had a clear division of labor: one leaned forward and pressed her hands against
Wei Zongjian's arms, repeatedly rubbing her breasts against his face; the other two came to his feet and
massaged his soles. With these actions, Wei Zongjian, already weak all over, could no longer break free.
"Mmm~" The fragrant aroma of breast flesh filled Wei Zongjian's mouth and nose. In the dim light, a sliver of white flesh swayed before
his eyes, and the fluttering nipples brushed against his face, causing his heart to surge with excitement while his mouth felt
dry.
Swallowing repeatedly, Wei Zongjian felt his heart pounding wildly, and his penis, being sucked and licked by the young
woman, was rock hard. ...
Walking alone at night, one is bound to encounter ghosts. In a panic, Wei Zongjian chased away the girls beside him, his phone
still displaying his wife's smiling face. ...
After that day, the weather remained unpredictable, with intermittent rain. In the time that followed, he quickly...
With the whip in hand, Wei Zongjian and his assistant finally finished the job ahead of schedule, putting his mind at ease
. To express their gratitude, the person in charge in Jiujiang arranged a trip for Wei Zongjian before his return journey.
It would be a waste not to see the sights while in Jiujiang, so they extended an invitation.
The busyness of the job had largely made Wei Zongjian forget what had happened at the club upon his arrival in Jiujiang. Now,
having finished work and hearing the invitation, he recalled the shocking scene at the club. A naked
girl, her body glistening with oil, repeatedly pushed him forward. In that moment of intoxication, even the most virtuous
person would lose control, let alone someone like him. As the saying goes, "He who walks by the river will eventually get wet
." Too much pushing of the plane, and who knows what might happen...? The two assistants worked very hard during this period. Seeing
the anticipation and excitement on their faces, Wei Zongjian nodded to them, but in his heart he wondered: "I wonder if
there will be any additional activities besides visiting Mount Lu?"
The landscape is picturesque, and Mount Lu's scenery is particularly beautiful. Visiting the Three-Tiered Spring, the cascading waterfall, like
a white ribbon, pours down, creating a white curtain. The spring water interacts with the strange rocks, splashing and creating countless waves. The silvery-white
water, refracted by the light, appears crystal clear, like pearls falling onto a jade plate. Amidst the deafening
sound waves, the scenery is beautiful and magnificent, leaving one speechless with praise. No wonder the great poet Li Bai wrote a poem, "Viewing the Waterfall at Mount Lu,
" to vividly and aptly describe this scene.
Ancient trees reach for the sky, spreading their dense foliage, providing shade and a refreshing coolness in the sweltering summer heat, giving one
a sense of being immersed in nature.
We toured Lushan Mountain and saw the mirror-like blue waters of Lulin Lake. This morning, led by our guide
, we slowly climbed the mountain path, chatting and enjoying the tranquility.
As we ascended, our minds merged with nature. The
magnificent view of the misty mountains before us filled us with awe and wonder. Even the composed Wei Zongjian couldn't resist
taking out his phone to capture the beautiful scenery, keeping it as a memento to share with
his wife later. ...
To allow her husband to focus on his work, Li Xia hadn't told him about what had happened at home during that time
, fearing it would affect him. When she received the photos he sent, seeing his
familiar face, she felt as if she had been transported to another world.
The events of the past month since her husband left home felt like a nightmare, weighing heavily on Li Xia's heart.
She's human too, and to be honest, she really needed to vent these pent-up feelings. Since Zhang Cuihua and her son
left, although her father was still somewhat conflicted, he
had improved after her persuasion over the past two days. This morning, after breakfast, her husband, who had originally said he'd be home today, suddenly changed his plans
to tomorrow. It seemed he'd have to attend another social event there, which was unavoidable.
"Your son-in-law will be back tomorrow..." As she spoke to her father, she noticed his previously smiling
face gradually darken upon hearing this. Realizing he might be recalling unpleasant
events from before and was afraid of being embarrassed to see her husband, Li Xia quickly reassured him, "It's all in the past, don't think so
much, we should be happy!"
"I understand what you're saying, but...that's true, but what does Jianjian think?" A simple divorce is
n't laughable; it's even become commonplace. But Old Li's situation is what it is. He's over sixty and he's gone through this.
Even if his daughter doesn't bring it up, he still has to consider his son-in-law's feelings. How can he not have some reservations?
After a moment of silence, Old Li finally confided in his daughter.
"Who can live a life without any mistakes? You're just too kind... Don't take this
too seriously. Let bygones be bygones. Heaven punished them, didn't it? Don't worry, Zongjian won't
say anything!" Li Xia gestured to her son, who was swaying back and forth in front of her, and comforted her father.
"Your mother always worried about me before she was alive, and now it's your turn. I
don't know what to say to you!" Old Li sighed as he pushed the shopping cart towards his daughter.
"Look at what you're saying! What am I to you? Do you remember how you carried me around when I was little?"
Li Xia brushed her hair behind her ear, glanced at her father, and leaned closer to him. Slowly, Li Xia
placed her hand on her father's hand.
Feeling the warmth of his daughter's hand, Old Li looked up at his daughter, who was nearing forty.
A warmth rose in his heart, and the charm in her eyes gave him a fleeting illusion,
as if his wife had been reborn, standing beside him. It felt as if he wasn't pushing a shopping cart, but
holding his beloved daughter in his arms.
"What are you thinking about now?" Seeing the tenderness in her father's eyes, Li Xia asked with a smile.
"Hehe~ Dad was thinking about the past, about your mother, about your childhood... Let's
buy some things for the baby in advance, they'll all be useful!" Old Li smiled, reminiscing about the past, and
spoke of it when he thought of the baby in his daughter's belly.
"Dad~ Look at you, it's still early!" Father and daughter whispered to each other, oblivious to others. Li Xia,
her eyes filled with happiness, felt it wasn't just that her father cared about her, but more importantly, that he seemed to have moved on from
the confusion of the divorce, which was what Li Xia wanted most right now.
As Mr. Li was leaving the mall, pushing his shopping cart to put his purchases in, a woman carrying a child
blocked his way. Confused, Mr. Li heard the woman say mysteriously, "Sir, would you like to see
something?"
Seeing her secretive manner, Mr. Li glanced at his daughter, who also seemed clueless, and casually asked,
"See what?"
The woman, wearing a black coat, moved closer, casually pulled a black bag from her coat, and gestured
towards Mr. Li, saying, "What would you like to see? I have it all, all good stuff!"
Mr. Li had never seen anything like this before. A quick glance revealed a stack of colorful CDs inside, and he waved
his hand, saying, "Sorry, no interest, no interest!"
Seeing that Lao Li remained unmoved, the woman said calmly, "The stuff inside is really exciting, there's even incest
! Don't you two want to add some spice to your relationship and enjoy the exciting content?"
It's no wonder that the woman selling the DVDs mistook Lao Li and his daughter for a couple. Looking at their sweet and affectionate appearance, especially
with a child with them, and their youthful appearance, anyone would be misled, let alone
the woman selling pornographic DVDs.
Old Li frowned and said, "No, no." Just as he was pushing the cart forward, he heard the woman giggle, "Ten yuan a piece
, really not expensive. Or you can give me eight yuan, let your wife see what's inside, I guarantee she'll be thrilled..."
"I'm not interested," Old Li interrupted the woman's incessant chatter, glaring at her. He
also saw the blush on his daughter's face. Besides disgust for the woman selling pornographic discs, Old Li
felt a strange, inexplicable unease. Following his daughter, as he saw her slender figure
, that strange feeling intensified...
His daughter accompanied him out for a walk, and his grandson was so sensible. If life could always be like this, how wonderful it would be
. But, his son-in-law would be back tomorrow, and he didn't know what he would think! Old Li ate dinner somewhat
absentmindedly; to be precise, he picked up his wine glass again and began drinking alone.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her father looking sullen as he sat down at the table, and even more so as he drank without saying a word, Li
Xia, after coaxing Chengcheng to go back to his room to rest and sending her son away, quietly sat down beside her father and placed her hand
on his wine glass.
"Nothing." Old Li was about to pick up his wine glass when a soft, white hand gripped it.
He looked up at his daughter and said with a touch of melancholy.
"You say nothing's wrong, but look at you now. How much have you drunk? You should drink less in the future. Don't you know how to take care
of yourself!"
At first glance, the woman in front of him looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old with braids. In a daze, she kept changing in Old Li's eyes
, becoming more and more like her, until the overlapping images made her look like Qiao Yingtong reborn.
"Yingtong~" Old Li murmured softly, holding the woman's hand on his wine glass, as if seeking comfort,
gently stroking her smooth, jade-like hand.
"I miss my mom... Don't be sad... I'm here with you~" Seeing her father's lost expression,
Li Xia couldn't bear to reopen his wounds. She took his hands in her two small, delicate hands and
comforted him like a child.
"Sigh~" Old Li sighed deeply, looking up at his daughter in a daze.
Li Xia picked up the wine bottle and filled her father's glass, saying gently, "This isn't our fault,
so why are you so upset?" Holding the glass, Li Xia continued, "Don't worry about what others say. As long as you're
happy, that's enough... After you drink this, you can't drink anymore, understand?"
"Dad, I'll listen to you!" his daughter said haltingly. The hidden wound in his heart couldn't escape her eyes. No one knows a father better than
his daughter. Her words moved the old man deeply, and his guilt subsided.
"And you say that? When have you ever listened to me?" With a smile, Li Xia moved closer to her father
.
"Keep me company, Dad~ Dad, drink less in the future." Old Li's eyes lit up. He took the wine glass from his daughter and
pulled her into his arms.
"I still have to listen to you~" With a gentle smile, Li Xia sat on her father's lap. ...
The years flowed by, as if a scene from the long river of memory once existed:
a young woman of marriageable age sitting in the lap of a middle-aged man, father and daughter intimately sharing their feelings,
a scene that unfolds before our eyes. Only, that mature young woman is no longer by their
side, separated by death.
"It's hot." As docile as a cat, she curled up in her father's arms, feeling his breath and the restlessness in his body.
The smell of alcohol he breathed on her ear made her skin tingle, especially with the constant thrusting of the bulge beneath her,
making her feel dizzy and confused. The familiar scent always lingered, and the mellow wine
didn't seem to make the pregnant Li Xia feel nauseous at all; instead, she felt intoxicated, her eyes misty, and her body
gradually heating up.
"Staying by Daddy's side is so unfair to you! If you're uncomfortable... don't, don't disturb
the baby in your belly..." The word "hot" brought the somewhat oblivious Old Li back to reality. His daughter was carrying two
babies; he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable because of him.
"I've already shown you the test results, bad..." With her eyes slightly closed, Old Li felt his daughter
rubbing her cheek with her head, her body swaying gently in his arms.
Through her silk skirt, he placed his hand on his daughter's body. No matter where he placed it, Lao Li could feel
the subtle throbbing of her body, making him unable to resist.
This feeling, this sensation, under the warm breeze of a midsummer night, accompanied by deep familial love, fine wine and delicious food
, and under the backdrop of a half-full moon, seemed like everything was perfectly natural.
Sipping his wine, Lao Li stole glances at his daughter's profile, seeing her slightly closed eyes flutter gently, her long eyelashes peeking
out. He picked up his chopsticks and fed her a bite of food, just like years ago when she was still unmarried, sitting in his lap
drinking with him. Watching her lips move, Lao Li's heart gradually softened. He put down his chopsticks and
whispered in his daughter's ear, "Hot? Dad, Dad's giving you..."
His heart pounding, as he moved, Lao Li's hand secretly pulled the zipper of his daughter's skirt from behind, revealing
a glimpse of alluring white skin. Seeing this, Lao Li interlocked his thumb and forefinger, and
knocked down the bra clasp across his daughter's smooth back.
Aside from the tucking of her flowing chestnut hair, the zipper now opened,
revealing her radiant, jade-like back.
His hands trembled as he reached for his daughter's back, seeing her body trembling, and realizing his own
body was trembling too. His hands moved slowly and shakily, inch by inch, until they slipped inside her skirt,
finally touching her heavy, warm breasts.
At that moment, Lao Li almost said, "Please turn around, darling." In reality, with his hands grasping his daughter's
ample breasts, he had no time to think about anything else. His legs supported his daughter's voluptuous body,
and the sound of her soft breathing filled his ears. Even the protrusion between her legs made his heart race and
sweat break out on his forehead!
Xia'er's breasts were even more magnificent than her mother's, soft yet bouncy, perfectly plump. Just a couple of touches and
her nipples hardened, so fleshy and irresistible. As he touched them, Lao Li
subconsciously glanced towards the front door. At that moment, he felt a surge of tension, worried that something might go wrong, especially
the sudden sound of the key unlocking the door. The thought startled him.
Fourteen
years ago, the events were still vivid in his mind. His daughter was about to get married, and Old Li clearly remembered
how depressed he was. To be honest, marrying off his daughter felt like having his heart ripped out, like cuts were being ripped from his
flesh, yet he couldn't stop it, nor could he stop his daughter's happiness. Drowning his sorrows in alcohol, Old Li didn't know
how he would get through the following week. It was
a sweltering summer, just like now. Old Li still
vividly remembered it, especially when his daughter mumbled the word "hot." At that moment, he resolutely carried her to the bedroom and
lifted her skirt from her waist.
His daughter's thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, assaulted his bloodshot eyes.
He had seen and touched those two gleaming jade pillars before him countless times; they were intimately familiar. Looking at his daughter's
long, vibrant legs, Old Li placed his hands on them.
"Hot,"
the daughter's whimpering, slightly drunken voice echoed in his ears. Looking through her stockings at her barely concealed,
mysterious triangle, Old Li resolutely grabbed the stocking waistband and ripped it off.
Her virgin's bright red vulva was tightly closed. Old Li wondered if his daughter had slept with that young
man named Wei Zongjian, the man who would soon become his son-in-law. Thinking about what would happen in a week, Old
Li felt not only reluctance and frustration, but also a layer of jealousy.
Imagine, his daughter, whom he had raised for over twenty years, suddenly going to live with someone else—
how would a father feel? The pent-up frustration had nowhere to go, and all sorts of emotions poured out, flooding his heart.
"Dad~ I'm hot," his daughter kicked her legs, twisting her body, her face flushed, her eyes
moist.
"Dad loves you~" Old Li glanced at his daughter lying on the bed. Overcome by the alcohol, he couldn't control his
lust and pulled down his pants, grabbing his daughter's thighs.
He remembered inserting his penis into his daughter's wet vagina,
the tightness like a shrinking bowl gripping his glans, the warm, slippery sensation creating
a suction effect. He recalled how exhilarating it would be to penetrate deeper; even now, he could
still feel that sensation.
If his daughter hadn't cried out in pain, even wrapping her legs around his waist, the situation might have been
different.
Seeing his daughter gripping the sheets tightly, her brow furrowed, her face almost bleeding, Old Li
couldn't bring himself to force his way in and defile her. In the stalemate, the tight contractions and writhing of his daughter's vaginal opening
repeatedly sucked at his glans. Just at this critical moment, the sound of a lock being opened came from outside.
Tension mixed with panic, and Lao Li felt his daughter's body suddenly contract, as if trying to devour his penis. Caught off guard, 　　Lao
Li felt his body lose control, his ejaculation gushing out 　　. He 　　hurriedly 　　cleaned up the mess,
too ashamed to face 　　his wife who had suddenly returned home 　　. ********** ... This inevitably gave off a feeling of taking advantage of someone in distress. His mind went blank for a moment, then 　　he dazedly pulled his hands from under his daughter's skirt. With a sigh, Old Li refilled his glass. 　　"Dad, um...you should drink less..." Feeling weak all over from her father's touch, her legs burning with heat 　　, her father suddenly stopped, then refilled his glass of liquor. This inexplicable action made Li Xia 　　blush deeply, her voice softening as she spoke to her father. 　　Old Li stared into his daughter's eyes, his emotions extremely complex, a mix of sadness, melancholy, and loneliness, all 　　gone from his previous impulsiveness and excitement. 　　Such a drastic change suggested a significant emotional upheaval in his father; he wondered 　　what was on his mind. How helpless a man suffering setbacks and blows must feel at this moment. He was just an ordinary person, 　　without any extraordinary abilities. Seeing her father's expression, as if he had done something wrong and was awaiting punishment, she 　　felt more like a child. 　　Several days had passed, and her father's emotions, which had initially calmed, were stirred again after a period of agitation, making him appear particularly 　　melancholy. Not wanting her father to continue feeling sad, Li Xia stretched out her plump, lotus-root-like arms and wrapped them around his 　　neck, just as her father had comforted her when she was a child, and softly began to sing: " 　　The sun rises over Songshan Mountain, the morning bell startles the birds, the stream babbles in the woods, green grass covers the slope... Don't say a daughter is delicate, 　　for she has no time for cleverness; sixteen years have passed since winter turned to spring, the yellow flowers are still young... She shoulders the burdens of wind and rain." 　　After singing, Li Xia closed her eyes, pressed her face against her father's, and softly said, "...I've always 　　been by your side, always!" 　　Her gentle whisper in his ear was incredibly beautiful and tender. As the soft flesh in her arms pressed against his skin 　　, the sensation was like thousands of ants crawling all over him, making it difficult for him to control his desires. His conflicted emotions swirled within him, and he 　　repeatedly loosened and tightened his grip on the wine glass.

Over the years, apart from one intimate encounter before his daughter's wedding, everything else had been ambiguous
. Even during her postpartum period, they only ever rubbed and teased each other, never daring to cross the line. Now, in
his sixties, having lived more than half his life, life was hard enough!
"Give me a back scratcher!" His daughter's soft voice rang out, turning her back to him.
Without the restraint of her bra, her white back was laid bare before him, leaving him nowhere to
hide.
After only a couple of token scratches, he felt his manhood harden uncontrollably again. Staring at
his daughter's glistening back, he glanced at the wine glass on the table, took a deep breath, reached out,
grabbed the glass, and downed the liquor in one gulp.
A surge of blood rushed to his head, and Old Li reached out again,
pulling his daughter into his arms. Breathing heavily with alcohol, he said to Li Xia, "Xia'er, you're becoming more and more like your mother!" Trembling, Old Li's arm slipped
under his daughter's skirt, his fingers lightly probing, his middle finger poking into a soft, moist spot.
"Mmm~" Seeing her father's face flushed crimson, his eyes almost spitting fire, and his legs crawling with ants, she felt a jolt as his
fingers touched her private parts.
An electric current quickly spread through her the moment his fingers touched her private area. Even through her underwear, the tingling, numbing
sensation elicited a soft gasp from Li Xia. She blinked briefly, then closed her almond-shaped eyes tightly, wrapping her arms
even closer around her father's neck.
Her nostrils twitched slightly. The once naive Hua Xin had transformed into a voluptuous beauty, stirring a deep longing within her. Recalling their youth
, scenes from their past flashed through her mind, now playing out again. Unable to bear seeing her father's sorrow and
pain, Li Xia blurted out the word "heat," unsure if this was a signal, a secret between father and daughter.
As the saying goes: Life is like dew, like frost. Fourteen years of a long, passionate dream.
Youthful days have passed in a flash, leaving only the uncertainty of life and death.
"Ying Tong~" Old Li murmured breathlessly, his tone suggesting he was drunk. Swaying
, Old Li lifted the woman's body. He never wanted to miss her again, never want to be separated from his wife by death,
her presence only a dream.

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