[Love and Passion] Chapter 120: "She...she's my sister-in-law."

I expected Ning Hui to call Qinghou after she'd been gone for so long,
but I really couldn't predict when she would call.

Just then, the phone rang suddenly. Forgetting my lingering desire for Xiao Yanzi's body, I quickly grabbed
the phone from beside the sink and answered. As I moved, my penis, still sticky with a mixture of my semen and Xiao Yanzi's
vaginal fluid, and about 60% erect, slid out from between her buttocks…

Even if I had the guts of a leopard, waking up the drunken Boss Qiu in the room would be
a disaster. Explaining it would be a huge hassle. Boss Qiu getting angry at me was a
minor issue; ruining Xiao Yanzi's reputation was a much bigger problem.

"Honey, you haven't gotten her to her room yet?" Ning Hui's voice sounded
anxious on the phone.

"I brought him back a while ago. Boss Qiu was fast asleep. I haven't had a chance to chat with Xiao Yanzi in ages.
We're talking now." I lowered my voice as much as possible, and glanced at
Xiao Yanzi beside me. She adjusted
the wool sweater , and then wrapped a towel around her previously naked lower body.

"What's wrong, honey? What's the matter?" I asked quickly.

"Um, I have something to tell you. When can you come back to our place?"

"Huh? What's so urgent? I'll be right back!"

It seemed Ning Hui really had something to tell me, so I didn't dare to delay. After hanging up, I quickly looked up to apologize to
Xiao Yanzi , saying that I had to leave. I knew that for a woman, sex should include passionate
foreplay, one or more intense orgasms, and endless tender and loving aftercare to be considered
complete. These three elements are all equally important for a woman's sexual happiness. Right now, I was about
to run away, but actually, a cultured and gentlemanly rogue like me would
n't do . So, I was filled with guilt and prepared to apologize and say goodbye to Xiao Yanzi. But before I could even speak,
Xiao Yanzi smiled faintly, a smile that seemed to reveal a pure and innocent heart. She picked up my pants and handed them to me:
"Was that your sister-in-law calling? She must be worried about you. Hurry back."

"Mmm, darling, I'm sorry, I really wanted to spend more time with you." Saying this, I stood on tiptoe—I
had to tilt my head back and stand on tiptoe to reach her—and pulled Xiaoyanzi into my arms. Then I pressed my face against
hers and gave her a deep, passionate farewell kiss. I kissed her forcefully and passionately because, for some reason, I always felt that every
kiss with Xiaoyanzi was like the last, making me so
greedy .

I kissed her until she was almost breathless before finally letting go, saying, "Darling, I'll miss you, and
you must miss me."

"Okay, Brother Nan, let's go back now, your wife must be getting impatient."

"Tell me you must miss me. I won't leave until you tell me." After saying this, I kissed Xiaoyanzi's
lips .

"Mmm," Xiao Yanzi let Nan-gege suck on her lips again, and only nodded to
me after he released her, still with a faint smile, "I missed you. Go back soon, Nan-ge."

Why did I see sadness in that faint smile...?

Back at the villa, Ning Hui hurriedly but clearly explained to me the whole story of why she had
called . It turned out that Ning Hui had just received a call from Director Niu's assistant, saying that Director Niu was going
to negotiate with the investors who had dropped out of the play that night, and finally confront them about the issue of compensation. According to Director Niu's assistant, it wouldn't
be a small amount. But Director Niu's assistant told Ning Hui that there was still one last way to salvage the situation, which was that she
could use Director Niu's connections in the industry to secure a
chance to observe a performance, even though it was impossible to officially participate in the drama festival. If Ning Hui agreed to perform, it would almost turn the situation around, not only saving the fate of the play,
but also reducing Director Niu's compensation amount to a minimum. In fact, if the observation performance had a positive impact and
could restart the commercial performances of the play, then Director Niu might not have to pay compensation at all. Then, if Ning Hui agrees to act,
she must appear at the negotiation that evening to personally promise and sign the agreement with the investors so that they can
temporarily halt the compensation claims against Director Niu.

Then, Ning Hui asked me what she should do: act or not? Should she go to the negotiation tonight
to meet the investors who are demanding compensation from Director Niu? And if she goes, she needs to book a flight back immediately.
Ning Hui said she's already checked and there's a flight back in the afternoon that will allow her to make it to the evening's negotiations. Ning Hui asked me if she
should take the afternoon flight back.

Usually, it's the hero who saves the beauty, but suddenly it's a beauty saving the hero plot? It's obvious that Director Niu
's assistant is working desperately. According to her own account, she's actually secretly helping Director Niu turn the tide,
repeatedly persuading Ning Hui. Director Niu is incredibly lucky to have such a confidante.

"Go ahead, didn't we decide last night by flipping a coin? We're going to put on a show."

"What coin? Be serious, okay? I'm serious."

"Who's kidding, honey? Do I look like I'm joking? Hurry up and book the tickets, what are you waiting for?"

I said, putting my arm around Ning Hui's waist.

"Um, I... I already booked a ticket for this afternoon. There's only one flight left, and
there's only one seat left. I was afraid that if I told you later, the seats would be gone, so I booked it first."

"Tch, you've already decided to go back, why are you asking me?" I deliberately put on a long face, but
I was pleased. On whether or not to go back to save Director Niu, Ning Hui's attitude was already as clear as day
. Asking me was just to respect her husband.

"If you don't agree, I'll just cancel the tickets." Ning Hui muttered softly, then bit her lip.

"Hehehe," I quickly gave Ning Hui a big kiss on her rosy cheek. "My superstar wife is about to
rise to fame, I'm overjoyed! I wholeheartedly agree and support your
dazzling acting career!"

"A hundred hands? Are you a centipede?"

"Hehehe, I'm not a centipede, I'm a green-haired man."

"Get lost. I'm packing now, you book your flight back tonight, honey." Ning Hui said
as she went to pack her luggage.

"Where are those people? Did you tell Mei Mei you're going back now?"

"Not yet. They've all had enough to drink and are probably sleeping or resting."

"Okay, I'll tell them later. What time is your flight? I'll take you to the airport."

After dropping Ning Hui off, I booked a flight back that evening. Ning Hui's flight arrived a little late, but thankfully it
didn't delay Director Niu's negotiations with the investors. Director Niu's assistant picked Ning Hui up at the airport and
drove to the negotiation venue.

I told Mei Mei why Ning Hui was going back early. Zeng Mei Mei smiled when she heard the news, but her smile
was ambiguous. She naturally knew about Ning Hui's entanglement with Director Niu, and I read
many will stay in Sanya for a few more days. It's said that Xiong is going to take care of
his first love, who hasn't recovered from her illness, tonight.

Xiong and his first love got into a lot of trouble later. I'll tell you all about it when I have time.

After hearing that his sister Ning had left, Zeng Beifang naturally felt there was nothing left to miss in Sanya, so he booked
a flight home with me. Along the way, Zeng Beifang asked me for many tips on how to make girls happy, and said
he would definitely not let his sister Ning down and would treat Tingting well. He also showed me
a text message he sent to his sister Ning: "Sister Ning, I'm sorry for coming to Sanya to see you so abruptly. I just missed you so much, and
I oversimplified this longing for you, forgetting my changed status. Your teachings made me
ashamed, but also deeply benefited me, helping me understand many life principles. I know how to treat my
feelings , and I will treat Tingting well. Sister Ning, thank you."

Reading this message moved me deeply. Ning Hui had physically helped Beifang grow from a boy into a
man , and this text message marked that Ning Hui had also mentally transformed him from a boy into a man.

From experiencing the gentle embrace of his sister Ning to her current resolute departure, Beifang should understand that it was a precious treasure in his life
, a necessary rite of passage into adulthood.

Then, for a while, in the cabin of the plane, I was dozing off with my eyes closed, chatting with Bei Fang.
Suddenly guy asked me a question that made me immediately wonder if my earlier discussion was worthwhile.

He asked, "Brother Ning, can you tell me how you convinced Sister Ning to accept your cuckolding?"

Look how morally bankrupt this world is! How can such a young kid be corrupted by such decadent ideas as cuckoldry
?

Looking at Bei Fang's handsome face, I thought to myself, "You've turned from a kid into a
man overnight, a damn scoundrel."

...

I got home at midnight. When I arrived, Ning Hui was sitting on the living room sofa with a book, acting like
a quiet, bookish lady. Seeing me come in, she quickly got up and gave me a "welcome home, husband" hug, then
told me she had already filled the bathtub and I should take a bath and rest.

I kissed Ning Hui's cheek and eagerly asked, "How did it go, honey? How did it go at Director Niu's place
tonight ?"

"Well, I agreed to let them continue the performance and signed an agreement that they won't pursue Director Niu's compensation claim for now
."

"Did Director Niu's jaw drop to Java when he saw you?"

"Yeah, he was very surprised. His assistant didn't tell me I was going."

"Hehehe, you really pulled off that 'damsel in distress' act. I bet Director Niu will be
working himself to the bone ." "

No way, I just couldn't bear to part with the play. It's just so well-written."

"You really couldn't bear to part with the shepherd boy, could you?" I grinned mischievously.

"You're talking nonsense! If you keep talking nonsense, I'm not performing anymore!" Ning Hui said, biting her lip and punching me lightly. "Stop joking
around and go take a shower, you're all sweaty."

"Hehe, performing, performing, honey, oh, aren't we going to the Beijing Drama Festival to watch a performance?"

"Yes, it's just a week from now, the time is so tight. I have to go to rehearsals every night these days."

"Hehe, that won't be a problem for my wife, but you'll have to work hard, honey, keep going for your dream!" I rarely
shout such motivational slogans that give me goosebumps, but for some reason, I got excited today
and shouted them out, and I didn't even get goosebumps.

That night, nothing was said. I held Ning Hui and we slept in a sweet, loving embrace. We didn't make love, but
the love filled the room in our loving sleeping position, where we could hear each other's heartbeats.

Over the next few days, Ning Hui and I returned to our work schedules after our leave. Ning Hui went to rehearsals every evening,
returning quite late, and Director Niu always drove her to our apartment complex. Working during the day and rehearsing at night left Ning
Hui exhausted, but her spirits and energy were high. When she came home, I would
make her some soup or sweet fermented rice with eggs to replenish her nutrition, which led her to complain that she'd become a fat woman if she kept eating like this. I told her that being a fat woman was
fine, as it would make it easier to have a son with me. Ning Hui retorted that no one said fat women only have sons, saying she preferred daughters.

Today is Thursday, and according to the plan, Ning Hui and Director Niu are going to Beijing for a performance tomorrow. Tonight is the final
rehearsal I haven't attended the previous rehearsals, but I insisted on going to see her today no matter what. The rehearsal is at
the experimental theater that Director Niu and his friends run. I finally met Director Niu at the theater after many days. He had shaved,
saying it was for the character's image and made him look more energetic. Upon seeing me, he gave me a bear
hug like we'd found a long-lost brother, his expression saying, "Brother, we don't need to say anything," and we stared at each other speechlessly. He held me tightly and
patted my back a few times, clearly overflowing with gratitude.

Rehearsal began. I had already seen rehearsals of this play before Ning Hui refused to perform, but
what I was focused on now wasn't the climax of the entire play—
the kissing scene between the male and female leads, supposedly a script investor requirement that it couldn't be faked.

Rehearsal continued, everything seemed so smooth and perfect. Soon it was time for the end. The music
began , and on stage, Director Niu and his wife embraced tightly. The stage created a sense of ritual, like the end of the world,
as if time were a mountain while people were like drifting duckweed, telling a story about love and despair: I love you,
so why must I bear the burden of this world?

On stage, their heads slowly drew closer, Ning Hui, held by Director Niu, tilted her head back, awaiting the male lead's desperate kiss.
The intensely sorrowful sensuality stirred the tragic love song within every heart. Ning Hui, a natural-born actress,
portrayed the depths of the ocean and the heartbreaking struggle of a woman powerless against the absurdity of life—unable to love,
unable to , unable to laugh, unable to cry…

I admit I was drawn in. As a viewer with normal emotions, I knew the protagonists' parting would be forever
, and I desperately wanted them to kiss passionately,
a final, desperate resistance against this absurd world. Yes, at that moment, I wasn't a cuckolded man named Ning, but
a viewer desperately wanting the protagonists on stage to embrace tightly. It was
a basic human desire for fulfillment, even if it might be a conflict with another kind of harmony and beauty.

But now, I couldn't care less. My world had stopped. My eyes were glued to the lips
of the , their connection the center of my world tonight.

The two lips on stage, so distinctly male and female, were still drawing closer… closer…

However…

Yes, their lips stopped at the last millimeter of eye contact, they didn't meet, didn't intertwine,
didn't suckle…

The curtain slowly fell, until it swallowed all the images on stage.

It was clear: Director Niu hadn't used the acting opportunity to kiss Ning Hui, even though it was something he'd dreamed
of doing . Truly a man of great things, he's incredibly patient.

Originally, to let Ning Hui focus on rehearsals, I'd been holding back from mentioning the kissing scene, but my heart was
pounding. I was wondering if my wife's lips had already been kissed by Director Niu these past few days of rehearsals—
with each scene rehearsed several times a day, hadn't she had her fill of kisses?

When I got home that night, and Ning Hui was almost asleep by the time we got to bed, I couldn't hold back any longer and finally
asked, my voice trembling with fear, "Honey, in
the Didn't the investors insist on a real kiss?"

Ning Hui seemed genuinely exhausted; her lips barely moved as she answered, her eyes barely open. "When I
signed the agreement , there was a clause that this scene couldn't be done with a camera trick, but he absolutely refused..."

"Who did he mean? Was he referring to the shepherd boy?"

"Yes, that's right, no, don't get me wrong. I meant Director Niu. He told the investors that
if that kissing scene wasn't changed, he'd rather lose money than act in it. They had no choice, so I signed the agreement." Ning Hui
answered sleepily and languidly.

"Oh, and also, the agreement originally stipulated that I would be paid for my performance."

"Wow, how much?"

"Thirty thousand upfront, and then fifteen percent of any other commercial revenue would be given to me. But I didn't take
the thirty thousand ."

"Huh? Honey, are you stupid? Why wouldn't you take the money that's already in your hands? That's what you deserve!"

"The Shepherd Boy's play has already cost them a lot of money, how could I possibly take that money?"

"Honey, what did you just say?" Shepherd Boy! I didn't mishear, did I? My wife really did
call Director Niu Shepherd Boy! It seems the power of the subconscious is unfathomable. This was clearly a subconscious
expression of Ning Hui calling him Shepherd Boy, indicating that the deep, still waters of her heart had finally been stirred by Shepherd Boy
. "Honey, you just called him Shepherd Boy."

"I...did I call him that? No way. I've always addressed him respectfully as Director Niu." Perhaps it was subconscious, Ning Hui
had no idea that she had inadvertently called Director Niu Shepherd Boy. Whether my wife admits it or not is no longer
important . What's important is that I know the Ning Mansion Green Project will once again usher in an exciting moment...

On Friday, Ning Hui and Director Niu's team went to Beijing to participate in a performance at a drama festival, and didn't return until late Sunday night. According to
Director Niu, the performance was a great success, especially Ning Hui's almost innate acting talent, which was
so natural and refined. As a first-time actress playing such a profound dramatic role, she showed no stage fright and her
exceptional understanding of the role, along with the play itself, received rave reviews within the industry. Even though it missed the competition, the play is already
widely recognized as the uncrowned champion of this drama competition. As for Ning Hui, my wife, Director Niu told me privately that
she was hailed as a goddess at this theater festival. This attracted inquiries from various industry figures and big names about the sudden
appearance of this ethereal beauty, asking how Director Niu had managed to find such a gem. They said that beautiful women are common, but
Lin Qingxia and Maggie Cheung are rare, asking how Director Niu had managed to snag both of them so easily
…

When Ning Hui returned, while congratulating her on her successful performance, I asked her what her biggest takeaway from the trip was.
She told me two things—these were the two things she told me while I was passionately making love to her: On the second night
after returning , I went crazy all night wanting Ning Hui, my dear wife. Ning Hui was amazed by my
powerful stamina, saying, "Honey, what's wrong with you? I haven't seen you so strong and crazy in so long."

I don't know what happened, I just know that maybe something's wrong. Ning Hui was, is, and will always be
my wife, but before, she was just a white-collar lady, a respectable woman. Now, I'm fucking a
rising star, isn't that right? And I'm still just a stagnant little editor, isn't that right? Maybe—
this increasingly intense role reversal has completely ignited the masculinity of a loser.

Ning Hui was naturally aroused and very enthusiastically responded to me, and on the way to my first
orgasm she told me her first feeling: "That really... really... is another world."

After saying this, Ning Hui flew up with a chorus of "coming.

" And as the second orgasm was about to come, Ning Hui told me her second feeling
: "So... so husband... I thought you were the most talented person in the world..."

"Huh? So now who do you think is the most talented person in the world?" My wife's "so"
made my adrenaline surge to the limit. Even a primary school student knows that this sentence structure is a trap.

"I...I think my husband...my husband is still the most talented person in the world." Ning Hui, her lips parted in a captivating crescent moon beneath me , breathless and sweet-smelling, but she didn't dare utter
the final "So that's why." 　　"Hmph, you're not telling the truth. Tell me, baby, what you really wanted to say was 'Shepherd Boy,' 'Shepherd Boy is the most talented person in the world.'"

"Is he the most talented person in the competition?"

"No...no..." Ning Hui was still resisting, resisting all the time. With each resistance,
I would stop thrusting just as she was about to reach her climax. Seeing Ning Hui's
pleading gave me a thrill fueled by a pungent ache.

"Mmm..."

"Tell me the truth! Shepherd Boy is more talented than your husband."

"Mmm...is it...is it, husband? Will you be happy if I say this?"

"Don't you know your husband, darling? I can't hold back anymore, baby, tell me quickly."

"Yes...yes, husband, Shepherd Boy...shepherd Boy is more talented than you!" As soon as Ning Hui finished speaking, I ejaculated into my wife's honey pot, which had been thoroughly soaked and made increasingly sensitive by

her lovers, second husband, and mistress. Ning Hui's coming started again as expected. 　　The next day, Tingting called me, saying that Beifang was a completely different person and was now very kind to her. She said Beifang told her that his change was due to listening to my and my sister-in-law's teachings and understanding many life principles. Tingting insisted on inviting Ninghui and me to dinner, saying that she hadn't even met my sister-in-law yet, only hearing that she was a great beauty , and insisted that I introduce her to her. 　　I had no reason to refuse Tingting's invitation, and Ninghui and I arrived on time. Tingting and Beifang were already waiting for us at the restaurant. 　　Leaving aside other details, let's just talk about how Tingting's eyes widened like coins when she saw Ning Hui. Perhaps Tingting's eyes are naturally large, as neither Beifang nor Ning Hui seemed to notice, but I was the only one who instantly noticed the astonishment on Tingting's face. For the rest of the meal, Tingting was extremely restless. While I was in the restroom, Tingting probably found an excuse to follow me. In a secluded spot, Tingting stopped me, her expression visibly tense, and said, " Brother Nan , sister-in-law… she's really beautiful." 　　"Heh, everyone who's seen her says so. What's wrong?" 　　"Brother Nan, I don't know if I should say this, but you know my personality, I can't keep things to myself. 　　I…" Tingting hesitated. 　　"Just say it, don't hold back." 　　"I… I know that before Beifang started dating me, he was with a married woman. Now I know who this woman is because I secretly looked through Beifang's phone; he has her picture ." Then Tingting looked at me with a horrified and indignant expression. 　　"You mean…" My head buzzed. 　　"Yes, she...she is my sister-in-law." 　　Oh my god! This is a big problem.

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