My Policewoman Lover [Complete] - 12

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Making Life Better for the Living A

good person going to the police station once can be considered unlucky, but going twice is just plain stupid.

Liu Jing felt like he was being incredibly stupid. The only consolation was that both times he went to the police station, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman. Although Duo Duo was still young and the situations were different, he had no doubt that given time, the little girl would surpass him.

At this moment, our soon-to-be beauty was crying in his arms, her tear-streaked face so pitiful and heartbreaking. "Duo Duo, be good, don't cry, we'll go home in a little while." Liu Jing patted and swayed her, constantly comforting her.

"Hmph!" The big-headed policeman on the right glared coldly and snorted disdainfully. Little brat, still wanting to go home.

"What are you humming about?" Liu Jing was annoyed. Perhaps this guy was a good policeman, but he was innocent. He was already frustrated, and the other party hadn't shown the necessary humanity towards such an innocent child; how could he not be angry?

The police officer, furious, was about to say something when the station chief, driving in front, suddenly turned around and gave him a sharp look. He glanced at his superior, then leaned back in his seat, seething with anger.

"You're brain-dead, aren't you!" Liu Jing persisted, adding another sarcastic remark.

"Big Head!" The officer's small eyes rolled back in anger,

but the station chief quickly stopped him. The station chief felt sorry for Liu Jing, but even more helpless. Years of experience as a police officer told him that Liu Jing wasn't a bad person, but he couldn't afford to be complacent. This wasn't just because of responsibility, but also out of respect for the deceased. He was just an insignificant station chief, and didn't know Yu Xia and Duo Duo's biological father, but the police were a group that respected heroes. He had attended Duo Duo's father's memorial service and witnessed the heartbreak and shock of the orphaned mother and

child. He felt that investigating thoroughly was a way to give an account to the fallen hero. Besides, Liu Jing's reasoning was simply unbelievable. Qin Yu Xia was stunningly beautiful, renowned throughout the station for her outstanding abilities and competence, and possessed considerable social standing. How could she possibly choose a callow youth? It was utterly ridiculous! Absurd beyond belief! As a man, he simply couldn't accept it.

"Shan Xiaowu," the station chief called out, the streetlights ahead bringing him peace. The young man leaned forward, and the chief said calmly, "Call Xiaowen later and ask her to come over."

"Understood." Shan Xiaowu glanced at Liu Jing, then turned his head towards the bright streetlights outside the window, a hint of sweetness in his eyes.

Liu Jing secretly observed him, understanding dawning on him. Xiaowen was probably a policewoman, and Xiaowu's girlfriend; they'd likely asked her to take care of the child.

Liu Jing glared at her resentfully, then hugged his daughter tightly. "I don't care about Da Wen or Xiao Wen, who cares? Nobody can change my mind!" Duoduo had stopped crying, nestled quietly in his arms, her innocent eyes unusually bright in the carriage.

Soon, they arrived at the police station. The police officers were very formal, actually taking him to an interrogation room, whereas those bad guys last time hadn't even separated men and women in their interrogations, let alone used an interrogation room.

The interrogation room was spacious, much like in the movies. A long aluminum table sat at the front, seating three or four people, with a tall desk lamp. There were two ashtrays and a small stool in the corner, presumably for the suspect. However, the side wall lacked the kind of glass that allows one to see inside but not outside, suggesting the police station wasn't up to standard. Sure enough

, the station chief sat in the center of the table, with Da Tou on his left. Shan Xiaowu brought him the stool and then sat on the right. Liu Jing glanced back, then sat down with his child in his arms. Being interrogated with a child was quite a sight…

Da Tou, who had been holding back his anger, finally showed a hint of smugness, arrogantly tossing out a pack of cigarettes and watching him take one. The station chief and Shan Xiaowu also habitually extended their hands.

Liu Jing maintained a calm expression, then suddenly said, "Please don't smoke in front of my daughter. If you still respect her biological parents."

The three men exchanged glances. Shan Xiaowu gave an awkward smile and was the first to withdraw his hand, followed by the station chief, who also gave Da Tou a look. Da Tou, the police officer, immediately deflated, rolled his eyes at him, and put the cigarette back in the pack.

Liu Jing chuckled inwardly, "You guys are making me uncomfortable, so I'll make you uncomfortable too!"

The interrogation began. The station chief sat upright, Da Tou assisted him, and Shan Xiaowu took notes.

"Name?"

"Liu Jing, Jing as in longing."

"Age?"

"23."

"Work unit?"

"Dongxing Company Joint Sales Department."

After the routine procedures were completed, the station chief leaned forward: "Now tell me, what's going on with this girl?"

Liu Jing sighed: "What I just said is the truth, there's nothing I can do if you don't believe me.

Isn't my phone with you? Call again, it might be on now."

The station chief handed the phone to Officer Big Head, who pressed the redial button, listened, and then shook his head. Just as the station chief was about to say something, Officer Big Head suddenly held up the phone, grinned: "Kid, you're not saying this 'Deep Sweetness' is Captain Qin, are you? I bet you picked up some random online friend from somewhere, who are you trying to fool?"

Liu Jing smiled bitterly, it really was someone he picked up online!

The station chief, being cautious, said frankly, "It's not that we don't trust you, nor that we're protecting our own. This child's parents are our comrades. If you can't definitively prove your relationship with...and this child, we can't let you go."

"How do you want me to prove it?"

"You can find other witnesses, anyone we can trust, like Captain Qin's colleagues. As long as they can prove you know Captain Qin, we can release you immediately and even apologize."

Liu Jing frowned, thinking for a moment, and said, "I do know two people, but the child's mother led a team to perform in D City. The whole team went. Who can I ask? But the performance was only announced yesterday afternoon; most people wouldn't know. You can call the traffic police. If it's true, that would prove it, wouldn't it?"

"What's so special about that! It's not a big secret!" The officer, seizing the opportunity, waved his hand dismissively. "According to you, I also know about President Hu's visit to the US. Does that prove I have a relationship with President Hu?"

"Aren't you just arguing for the sake of arguing?" Liu Jing said angrily. "Do you know that President Hu visited the United States, and that the mounted police went to D City for a performance? I know, so how can that not prove anything?"

"Hey, you still..."

"Big Head!" The station chief interrupted directly, saying frankly, "What you said isn't without merit. We could easily contact Captain Qin's hotel through the traffic police.

But have you thought about it? We invited you here not only to give an explanation to the deceased, but also to take care of the living. Although Captain Zhou is no longer here, it still concerns Captain Qin's private life. We don't want to make a big fuss about it; it would make us uneasy too."

His words were sincere, and the deep camaraderie between them was touching. Dan Xiaowu and Big Head, the officers beside him, unconsciously straightened their postures, their eyes revealing solemnity. Liu Jing's heart trembled slightly, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside. Duo Duo sat quietly in his lap, her eyes, free of fear, shining with childlike innocence once more.

The director continued, "Think carefully. Is there anyone else who can testify to your relationship with Captain Qin? I won't lie to you, we're doing this to give ourselves an explanation. As long as you give us a reason to believe you, you can leave."

Liu Jing sighed inwardly. Little Tiger and Guo Guo could testify, but many things are better said than said. The director didn't want a big fuss, and neither did he.

The interrogation room was quiet. Three people, six eyes, were waiting for him.

He could only trouble Guo Guo. Liu Jing looked up, but before he could speak, Duo Duo suddenly said, "Daddy, I need to pee."

"Oh, okay." Liu Jing gave the director an inquiring look.

"Go left after you leave, we'll wait here, you can go now." The station chief glared at him, pulling out a cigarette with an annoyed expression.

Liu Jing smiled awkwardly, picked up the child, and went out. A well-behaved young policewoman hurried in from outside the gate, quite plump, and immediately turned her gaze to the child upon seeing him, scrutinizing him from a distance. Liu Jing guessed it was Xiao Wen, Shan Xiaowu's girlfriend. He glanced at her, then took Duo Duo to the restroom.

Inside the interrogation room, all three lit cigarettes.

The older policeman spoke first: "Chief, this kid doesn't seem to be lying, are you really going to detain him?" Shan Xiaowu chimed in from the other side: "Yeah, Chief, who would be so kind to a child trafficker, even looking for him to urinate?"

The station chief couldn't help but smile. He knew this, of course, but since they had brought the person back, they couldn't be careless. He sighed: "How about this, isn't he from Dongxing Company?

Xiao Shan, contact their leader immediately, have the company vouch for him, and then take him away."

"Yes, sir." Shan Xiaowu left, very excited.

The station chief stubbed out his cigarette, shook his head, and left. He respected heroes, but the meaning of being a policeman wasn't just those two words; it was about making life better for the living.

When Liu Jing returned with the child, the station chief and Shan Xiaowu were gone. The big-headed cop, a cigarette dangling from his lips, sat on the table with a wicked grin. He glanced at him and asked, "Not going to interrogate anymore?"

The big-headed cop didn't answer, but walked past him: "You brat, you're finished. Stay here."

"What do you mean?" Liu Jing asked nervously.

The big-headed cop ignored him, slammed the door shut, and left.

"Damn it! What's going on?" Liu Jing had the urge to kick the door, but rationally stopped himself. The station chief had already made his point; things definitely wouldn't end like this. He decided to wait patiently.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Tenderness of the First Night

The interrogation room was quiet, the atmosphere oppressive. Duo Duo looked around timidly and asked, "Daddy, when are we going home?"

"We'll be home soon, don't worry."

"Why aren't we going home now?"

"Because..." How should he put it? Liu Jing, exasperated, forced a smile. "Duo Duo, shall Daddy tell you a story?"

"Okay, okay!" Duo Duo clapped her hands happily.

Telling a story to a child was a good idea. Liu Jing thought for a moment and said, "Daddy will tell you the story of the old wolf inviting guests. Once upon a time, there was an old wolf who killed two chickens one day and wanted to invite his good friend, Old Bear, to eat with him, so he called Old Bear. Old Bear came happily, but on the way, he met someone..."

"I know, it's Aunt Fox!" Duo Duo excitedly interjected.

Oh dear! The child has seen this movie!

"Hmm, right, Duo Duo is so smart." Liu Jing sighed and could only say, "Well then, Daddy will tell you another story, one that's even more interesting than this one. What should I tell you? Daddy will tell you the story of Sima Guang smashing his lamp..."

As a salesman who made a living with his mouth, Liu Jing's storytelling skills were no less than his salesmanship. Duo Duo quickly became engrossed, tilting her head from time to time and asking a few innocent questions. The father and daughter in the interrogation room were deeply affectionate and happy.

Liu Jing was speaking enthusiastically when the door suddenly opened. General Manager Zhao stood outside with a beaming smile, a grinning little tiger beside him.

Whew! Finally, he could leave. Liu Jing's throat was parched.

The station chief noted down Yu Xia's phone number, returned the phone to him, and said he would verify it himself, but apologized in advance. Afterwards, Liu Jing warmly shook hands with Officer Da Tou and Shan Xiaowu, and left with General Manager Zhao and Fang Xi.

This trip to the police station was completely different from the last one because he had encountered good police officers. Although he might not have been arrested even if they hadn't been, meeting good people was always a comforting thing.

The evening breeze was warm, the city displayed its enchanting colors in the night, and people strolled through the bustling night, enjoying the simple and ordinary happiness.

"Little Liu, things will be cleared up, don't feel guilty," General Manager Zhao comforted him warmly as they left.

“No, thank you, Mr. Zhao.” Liu Jing glanced at Fang Xi. “I heard it’s your mother’s birthday today. I’m so sorry to trouble you at this time.”

“What are you saying? Fang is my sister, you’re not an outsider.” Zhao Tonghai pointed. “I even scolded Fang for not bringing you today.”

The two remained silent, exchanging smiles and deep affection.

Zhao Tonghai opened the car door: “Get in, I’ll give you a ride.”

Liu Jing quickly said, “Mr. Zhao, no need to trouble yourself. My home is nearby. You’re still busy, you should go back quickly. Fang Xi can accompany me for a while.”

“Oh. Well… that’s fine too. I won’t bother you anymore, haha.” Mr. Zhao didn’t insist, watching the two get into the car.

“Goodbye, Brother Hai!”

As Mr. Zhao’s car disappeared, the two turned back. Fang Xi chuckled: “Honey, you’re so unlucky, you got arrested again.”

Liu Jing smiled wryly. He casually asked, “What time did Mr. Zhao’s mother’s birthday banquet start?

Why did it take so long?” It was already 7:30, hence his question.

“It started at four o’clock, and there are still many people. My mom and I left early, and just as we got home, Hai called me and said you were arrested.” Fang Xi answered casually for a few minutes, then went to tease the child: “Duo Duo, do you still recognize Auntie?”

Duo Duo looked at her father but didn’t say anything. Liu Jing smiled, handed the child over, and led the little tiger home.

“You’re quite good at coaxing children; the story you told was so funny.”

“You heard that?” Liu Jing asked curiously.

"Hmm." Fangxi smiled mischievously. "When Hai Ge was negotiating with the police, I went to the interrogation room to see you. I happened to hear you telling your story at the door, so I didn't say anything."

"Oh." The maternal glow was beautiful, especially with the charming neon lights reflecting off it. Liu Jing leaned closer. "Fangxi, why don't you stay at my place tonight? Don't go back."

"How can I do that?" Fangxi blushed and stepped back. "My mom is still at home. How can I tell her?"

"What's wrong with telling her? Just say you're helping me take care of the child."

"You make it sound so easy!" Fangxi pouted. "Even if I understand you living with another woman, what will others think? I haven't dared to tell my mom!"

Liu Jing was speechless. That was indeed the truth.

Fang Xi glanced at him, a little heartbroken: "Look at you like that? I'll stay with you a little longer, and come earlier tomorrow."

Liu Jing's eyes darted around, and he leaned closer again: "Or, after we go back and put the child to sleep, we can take a bath together?"

"Don't even try that!" Fang kicked him, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! That's very important, how can we just rush through it!"

Liu Jing laughed; this little tiger was serious to the point of being direct.

The night was gentle, the evening breeze blowing, the two lovers chatted and laughed, occasionally teasing Duo Duo, all the way home.

"Oh! Why is your house such a mess?" Fang Xi exclaimed as soon as they entered the house.

"Hehe, is that even a question? Of course, it's this little rascal's doing." Liu Jing gave Duo Duo a big kiss on the cheek.

Entering the living room, Liu Jing put Duo Duo on the sofa, turned on the TV, and dragged the little tiger into the bedroom. Because of a few broken locks, the two had only had lunch together and hadn't been affectionate for days.

Liu Jing pushed the little tiger down onto the bed and pounced on it. Fang Xi was shy, but she hadn't been intimate with her lover for a long time and was itching to get close. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her honey-sweet lips.

Liu Jing kissed her soft lips, his right hand immediately slipping inside her trousers, grasping her two full, delicate breasts. Fang Xi let out a soft moan, quickly offering her tongue to his mouth, letting her lover caress and taste her. Their kiss was tender

yet passionate. Liu Jing's right hand moved down, slowly penetrating her waistband, reaching her pubic area for the first time. Fang Xi was startled and wanted to push him away, but seeing that Liu Jing didn't go any further, she relaxed her body and subtly parted her legs, for reasons unknown.

Liu Jing's fingers gently rotated and rubbed, her pubic area arching slightly, enjoying the sensation of being teased by her lover.

The thick pubic area, like Fang Xi's name, was soft and warm. Liu Jing clearly felt the fragrance on his fingertips, a kind of ambiguous feeling that made his heart race, like vibrant flowers and green grass, a babbling brook, inspiring many fantasies.

Duo Duo was still outside the door, and their lips quickly parted.

Liu Jing withdrew his hand, gazing reluctantly at the person before him. Fang Xi gently pushed him away, turning her back to him as she sat on the edge of the bed, shyly tidying herself up. Seeing the little tiger's flushed face, his hair and clothes a disheveled yet alluring sight, Liu Jing swallowed hard, then hugged him again, saying unwillingly, "Fang Xi, seriously, don't leave tonight?"

"How am I supposed to tell my mom?" Fang Xi asked weakly.

"Just say you're helping me take care of the child, don't mention you're staying with someone else, okay?" Liu Jing shamelessly offered his suggestion.

Fang Xi remained silent, her rosy cheeks taut and drooping low. She knew what staying meant, and it wasn't that she didn't hope for it, but she just felt uneasy.

"Fang Xi, don't hesitate?" Liu Jing embraced her from behind, gently kissing her earlobe.

Fang Xi's eyes darted around, nervously gathering her hair at her temples, the soft, ticklish sensation on her ear making her feel flustered.

"Go ahead, call Mom." Liu Jing gently pushed her away.

Fangxi involuntarily stood up and reached for her phone in her pocket. She felt she couldn't refuse, nor did she have the strength to refuse.

Liu Jing sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes smiling, revealing genuine affection and joy.

The little tiger, both embarrassed and angry, grabbed him, saying, "Liu Jing, listen to me! If you ever dare to treat me badly again, I'll... I'll..." Fangxi said "I'll" twice, her eyes suddenly softening, tears welling up. "Husband, you absolutely have to treat me well in the future, or I'm finished!"

"I promise, I definitely will!" Liu Jing's heart clenched, and he quickly hugged the girl tightly.

He couldn't explain his feelings, but he felt an overwhelming heartache. He felt so sorry for the little tiger; treating her well for the rest of his life was something he had to do, something he had always wanted to do.

Fangxi went to the balcony to call her mother, while Liu Jing went to the bathroom to run the water, then turned around to give Duoduo a bath. Soon, the little tiger came out with a broom, glaring at him fiercely.

Haha, finally done! Liu Jing was happy and excited.

The atmosphere inside was warm and cozy, the air flowing softly, like the sound of waiting for flowers to bloom. Fang Xi, her pretty face flushed, tidied the living room with a nervous heartbeat. Her every move was like a gentle breeze lifting a gorgeous veil. Liu Jing held Duo Duo, his eyes shining, gazing happily at the person before him. His beautiful little tiger was about to become his wife.

This night was indeed different, so gentle.

The water was ready; it was time to bathe Duo Duo. After Duo Duo was bathed and put to bed, it would be time for the two of them to bathe together. Liu Jing, lost in thought, reluctantly looked away and prepared to undress Duo Duo.

Suddenly, the pleasant doorbell rang outside. How annoying!

It was past eight o'clock. Who could it be? The two exchanged surprised glances. A hint of displeasure flashed in the little tiger's eyes; no girl wanted to be disturbed on this night.

"Probably someone collecting sanitation fees," Liu Jing comforted, putting the child down and leaving. Duo Duo rolled over, climbed onto the back of the sofa, and curiously looked towards the door.

It was pitch black outside, and the peephole couldn't see anything. Liu Jing asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

"It's me."

Liu Jing was stunned. It was Guo Guo! What was she doing here at this hour? He sighed and opened the door, asking with a mournful face, "Guo Guo, what brings you here?"

Guo Guo pushed up her glasses and flashed a sweet smile: "Isn't your girlfriend coming tomorrow? I'll help you take care of the kids tonight!"

Chapter 80 Children's Innocent Words

The door remained open, and Guo Guo's sweet smile persisted. The air that rushed in from outside was a bit cold, at least not enough to dispel the chill in Guo Guo's smile.

Liu Jing knew trouble was coming, not for him, though he was in trouble too, but mainly for Guo Guo. This girl coming at this hour was clearly asking for trouble, especially since Little Tiger was carrying a broom handle.

"Come in first," Liu Jing sighed inwardly and subconsciously turned around. Little Tiger was panting heavily, his face pale, and his eyes widened, clearly having heard him.

"What's wrong?" Guo Guo asked curiously, noticing his unusual expression.

"Come in and we'll talk," Liu Jing sighed, stepping back.

Guo Guo couldn't see inside from her angle, but instinctively peeked in and saw Little Tiger holding a broom, looking utterly furious. She stuck out her tongue, shrank back, and stared at Liu Jing with a forced smile.

Liu Jing shrugged, making a helpless gesture. Guo Guo was caught in a dilemma, extremely embarrassed, and forced herself to lean in: "Sister Zheng, so you're here?"

Liu Jing found it both funny and exasperating. How could Guo Guo show such surprise in this unexpected situation? One had to admire her strong mental fortitude and seemingly thick skin.

"Yes, I'm here. You must be very surprised and disappointed, right?" Little Tiger snorted coldly, quickly walking over with the broom.

Guo Guo nodded with an awkward smile, casting a pleading look at her beloved. Liu Jing coughed and stepped forward, saying, "Fang Xi, don't be impulsive, actually..."

"What's wrong with you? You came here on your own, is this how you bully people?" Fang Xi swatted him away with a broom, pointed at his nose, and charged at him.

"I didn't know you were there." Guo Guo pouted, looking pitifully wronged.

"Just because I wasn't there doesn't mean you can be like this. Do you even know what it means to..."

"Hey, Fang Xi!" The little tiger frantically swung the broom, and Liu Jing quickly stopped him, "Calm down, let's talk this out, don't scare the child!"

Duo Duo was lying on the back of the sofa, her little mouth half-open, her eyes wide open, looking utterly surprised.

"What do I have to say to her!" Fang Xi was furious, threw down the broom, and angrily went back to her room.

"You watch the child for a while." Liu Jing told Guo Guo, and quickly went to comfort her.

"What's so great about it?" Guo Guo muttered under her breath, placing the small bag containing her change of clothes aside before cheerfully running off to Duo Duo.

The air in the room was no longer ambiguous or gentle; it was filled with a sour, hazy atmosphere. Fang Xi sat on the bed, her brow furrowed in pain, panting heavily. Liu Jing sat down beside her and said, "Fang Xi, don't be angry. She really didn't know you were there."

"Does that mean she doesn't know?" Fang Xi smoothed her hair and pointed outside. "It's the middle of the night. Just because someone's girlfriend isn't home doesn't mean she can show up at their door. Is that any different from a third party interfering in a relationship?"

Guo Guo's actions were indeed unkind, especially since it was this night; the two of them had already mentally prepared themselves. Liu Jing didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Fang Xi, think about it from another perspective. I've known her for so many years. Nothing's happened. Now that I've finally won you over, do you think I could do anything with her?"

"That sounds nice, but why don't you look at it from another angle?" Fang Xi was extremely indignant. "If a man were pursuing me, coming to my door every night in the middle of the night, could you accept that?"

"This..." Liu Jing was speechless. He couldn't accept it, definitely not.

Fangxi glanced at him, softening her tone, "It's not that I don't trust you, or that I don't understand her, but doing it like that, without considering other people's feelings at all, is too much!"

This wasn't untrue. Although Little Tiger was straightforward, she always paid close attention to other people's feelings. Liu Jing had deeply felt this from their first meeting and had always been moved by it.

"Forget it, don't be angry." Liu Jing put his arm around her shoulder, saying affectionately, "There's plenty of time in the future, it doesn't have to be just one night."

"Even if there's plenty of time, it's useless." Fangxi blushed, pouting aggrievedly. "I've been building up my emotions for so long, and she's ruined it all. Next time, it'll definitely affect things, and I'll never be able to have a perfect experience again!"

"How could that be?" Liu Jing couldn't help but laugh. "Are you worried? Should I kick her out, and we continue?"

"Forget it, we're already here. If we send

her back now, she won't be able to say anything." Fangxi leaned against him.

"Fangxi, you're so good." Liu Jing was very pleased, his heart filled with tenderness, and he gave her a deep hug on the shoulder.

He always believed that the feeling and excitement he felt upon first meeting Little Tiger were irreplaceable. No matter how perfect Yu Xia was, or how deep his feelings for Guo Guo were, Little Tiger was his most direct and profound choice, a happiness that started anew.

The two were inside for a long time. Guo Guo, outside with the child, felt wronged, annoyed, and resentful at times, but she understood Little Tiger's feelings and knew she had caused trouble for Liu Jing. Finally, she decided to go and apologize.

"May I come in?" Guo Guo weakly knocked on the door.

"Come in." The two separated. Liu Jing responded, while Fang Xi snorted coldly and turned away.

Liu Jing was worried that Guo Guo might reveal the chain lock. Before he had a large sum of money, if Little Tiger became enraged, he really had nothing to knock her unconscious. Fortunately, Guo Guo wasn't stupid and probably wouldn't say anything reckless at this crucial moment.

Guo Guo, carrying Duo Duo, shuffled in like a kitten, nodding ingratiatingly, "Sister Zheng, don't be angry, and don't blame Liu Jing. I really didn't know you'd come."

"Does knowing have anything to do with it?" Fang Xi said patiently, in a lecturing tone, "He lives in the same house as Sister Qin, did I say anything? The key is that you clearly like him, yet you keep pestering him. Think about it from another perspective: if you were me, and I came to see your boyfriend in the middle of the night, could you accept it?"

"I...I could," Guo Guo nodded hastily, "I'd love for you to switch places with me."

"You..." The little tiger was so angry he couldn't speak. How could there be such a shameless woman?

"Sister Zheng, don't mind me, I was just joking." Guo Guo chuckled and sat down on Liu Jing's other side. "Liking him was a mistake. Think about it, I didn't know he had a girlfriend. I told him without thinking. I'm a girl, how innocent! Now I'm too ashamed to face anyone!"

"Ashamed to face anyone but still have the nerve to come here?" Fang Xi pointed and said rudely, "Didn't you not know I was here? Now that you know, why aren't you leaving?"

"Are you really leaving? It's so late." Guo Guo said strangely, secretly glancing at her crush.

Liu Jing listened for a while, then smiled wryly and could only wave her hand dismissively, saying, "Fangxi, Guo Guo said it was a misunderstanding and apologized to you, so don't take it to heart. We're just ordinary friends now. Besides, my mother has recognized her as her goddaughter, so she's practically your aunt. You, as her sister-in-law, should be magnanimous."

"Yes, Sister Zheng, from now on you're my sister-in-law, don't hold it against me, your aunt," Guo Guo shamelessly flattered before the little tiger could even speak.

Fangxi was dizzy and speechless, and decided to give her lover a good pinch to settle the matter.

Liu Jing smiled and took the child into her arms: "Alright, everyone's happy now. It's getting late, I'll take Duo Duo to sleep tonight, you two can sleep in my room. If you have any complaints, go argue about it in bed."

"Who cares about her!" Little Tiger glared at Guo Guo resentfully.

Liu Jing chuckled and stood up with Duo Duo in her arms: "You two tidy up the living room, I'll go give Duo Duo a bath. After she's done, you two can take a bath and go to bed."

"Bath what? I didn't bring any clothes." Thinking about how her plans for tonight had been ruined, Little Tiger was a little annoyed again.

"It's okay, I brought some." Guo Guo casually moved closer, "Sister Zheng, I brought two new apartments, I'll give you one, let's shower together later!"

"Who wants to shower with you!" Little Tiger stretched her neck sarcastically, "Bringing so many clothes, do you want to stay for a long time?" Liu

Jing shook his head with a wry smile, ignoring the two girls, and took the child out. Although his good time had been ruined, he was still pleased that the two women could reconcile after their argument.

As night deepened, the moon cast a charmingly gentle glow outside the window. Liu Jing gave Duo Duo a bath, while the girls cleaned the living room, creating a uniquely warm atmosphere at home.

Afterward, Liu Jing quickly washed up, changed Duo Duo into clean clothes, and made a bag of fresh milk as Yu Xia had instructed, preparing to go to bed. The door opened gently, and Fang Xi walked in, still looking somewhat displeased.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jing asked.

"Does Sister Qin have any pajamas? Find me one, I don't want to sleep with her in my underwear," Little Tiger said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, wait a moment." Liu Jing went to the wardrobe to find one for her.

Duo Duo, holding her milk bottle, also sat up. Fang Xi smiled and went to play with the child again.

"Is this one okay?" Liu Jing pulled out a pajamas and sat down next to her.

"Yes, it's fine." Fangxi, holding her pajamas, looked at her lover with a wronged expression. Liu Jing comforted her, "There's plenty of time ahead, don't be so upset, go to sleep."

"How can I not be upset?" Fangxi glared at the door, "I shamelessly told my mom I wasn't going home, and now I have to sleep with her! I'm so upset!"

"Don't worry about it, it's bound to happen sooner or later." Liu Jing stroked her face and gave her a kiss on the lips.

Fangxi leaned against her lover's shoulder and got up to leave.

Duoduo, watching the two of them, suddenly pulled the large milk bottle from her mouth: "Daddy, Auntie isn't Mommy, why did you kiss her?"

The child's innocent words almost shocked Liu Jing.

"What did she say?" Fangxi was stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly.

"She...she..." Liu Jing pointed at the child, speechless.

"You heartless scoundrel, I'll kill you!" The little tiger roared, throwing off his pajamas and grabbing him by the neck, pinning him down.

"Hey, stop!" "The adults started fighting, and Duoduo, clutching her milk bottle, laughed heartily.

Chapter 81 Enjoying Oneself

'We should pursue the enemy with our remaining strength, turning the world upside down with fervor.' Having been released from his lover's betrayal, the little tiger was furious and relentlessly beat him, turning the house upside down.

Liu Jing couldn't stop him and repeatedly begged for mercy. Duoduo, clutching her milk bottle, grinned widely, laughing incessantly. Even children are no exception to watching a good show.

Guo Guo was brushing her teeth in the bathroom when she heard a commotion inside. She went to the door, threw down her toothbrush and mug, and rushed in, ignoring the foam in her mouth.

'Stop! Stop it!' Guo Guo was both anxious and angry, pulling and tugging, forcefully pushing the little tiger away, and desperately standing in front of her beloved, pinching his waist, 'What's wrong with you! Do you want to kill him?!'

'What do you know that makes you stand up for him?' " "The little tiger was consumed by jealousy and rage, filled with indignation. 'He did such a shameless thing, he deserves to die a hundred times over!'

'I don't care what he does, I just won't allow you to bully him!' Guo Guo pushed up his glasses, speaking with fervor and unwavering conviction.

'You…' Fang Xi trembled with anger, tears immediately streaming down her face."

Liu Jing quickly peeked out from behind Guo Guo: "Fangxi, don't cry, you've misunderstood, it's not what you think!"

"If it's not what I think, then what is it? I'm not deaf!" Fangxi, tears streaming down her face, sat down on the edge of the bed, covered her face, and started crying, "I was so stupid, I trusted you so much, you've deceived me for so long, it's hurt me so much."

The aunt cried, and Duoduo stopped being happy, putting the bottle back in her mouth and staring blankly at the other aunt. Although Guo Guo didn't understand what was going on, she knew it wasn't her turn to speak, so she held the child in her arms and sat quietly to the side.

Liu Jing was moved, heartbroken, and ashamed, but she still had to grit her teeth and continue, so she moved to the little tiger's side: "Fangxi, I understand how you feel. But you have to analyze what a child says, you can't just start hitting her without knowing the facts."

"She's so young, how could she lie?" Fangxi cried, her heart filled with deep sorrow.

“She can’t lie, but she’s so young, her expression skills are definitely lacking!”

Liu Jing spread his hands, looking completely innocent.

The mention of expression skills wasn’t unreasonable; Fang Xi also hoped there was more to the story. So she stopped crying: “Okay, tell me, how did she express herself wrong?”

“She didn’t say anything wrong, but that person wasn’t me,” Liu Jing said seriously.

Even if he was incompetent, he wouldn’t be so thoroughly beaten by the little tiger, completely powerless. He mainly wanted her to vent, and at the same time, to buy time to think of a solution, even if it was risky.

“Aren’t you her father! Who else is it?” Fang Xi asked, crying. Liu Jing said, “I’m her current father, but she’s probably referring to her biological father. I guess so.”

“Biological father?!” Fang Xi, her eyes still wet with tears, froze. She didn’t understand; how did it get to her biological father? Liu Jing leaned forward: “I’m just guessing. If you don’t believe me, I’ll ask her a few questions, and you’ll understand.”

Fang Xi stared at him coldly. She didn’t speak. Liu Jing turned around, taking a risk: "Duo Duo, tell Daddy, do you remember your old daddy?"

Duo Duo, holding her bottle, looked blank for a moment, nodded first, then shook her head repeatedly. Whether she remembered or not didn't matter, Liu Jing ignored her and continued, "Duo Duo, tell Daddy, what did your old daddy do?"

"My old daddy even kissed me and Mommy." Duo Duo was proud, put down her bottle, and rattled off the answer. This was what Yu Xia had asked her that morning when she crawled into bed; even if she couldn't remember her biological father, she would definitely remember these questions.

Liu Jing glanced at her, and the little tiger snorted, unimpressed.

"What else did your old daddy do?" Liu Jing asked again.

"My old daddy also hugged me and Mommy." Duo Duo answered even more fluently than before.

Liu Jing glanced at her again, and the little tiger frowned, impatient.

"Anything else?" Liu Jing was secretly pleased.

"And...and I was the best girl! My old daddy and mommy slept in the big bed, and I slept in the little bed!" Duo Duo, as always, showed her obedience and goodness.

"Get out of the way, I'll ask!" Just as Liu Jing had predicted, the little tiger couldn't hold back any longer with the third question.

Liu Jing stepped aside, still feeling uneasy. Guo Guo glanced at him impassively, gave a soft snort, and turned her head away.

Fang Xi was tense and conflicted, barely managing to suppress her emotions: "Duo Duo, tell Auntie, how are Daddy and Mommy doing now?"

Both their hearts leaped into their throats. Liu Jing remained calm, while Fang Xi's eyes widened. Duo Duo looked at Liu Jing and quickly said, "Now Daddy sleeps alone, and Mommy and I sleep in the big bed."

Whew! Both their hearts relaxed simultaneously. Fang Xi felt weak all over, almost collapsing onto the bed, looking at her lover with shame and grievance.

The gamble had succeeded! Liu Jing was indeed a focused person; at least his psychology studies hadn't been in vain. He had successfully grasped the psychology of both women. Fangxi wasn't concerned about the "biological mother," but rather the alleged affair. After asking three seemingly unrelated questions, the little tiger couldn't resist jumping in. Duo Duo had just answered the third question, about sleep, so he naturally continued. Having gotten the answer to the core issue, the little tiger naturally wouldn't pursue the details.

Liu Jing's face hardened: "What are you asking? Keep asking! Why did you stop?"

Fangxi said pitifully, "Honey, it's not my fault! Hearing those words, who...who wouldn't be worried?"

Liu Jing sweated: "I understand, but you have to calm down. Why do you always hit her right away? What if you scare the child?"

"I'm sorry, honey, let me see if it hurts?" The little tiger stepped forward, his face full of shame.

"It's okay, I won't blame you." Liu Jing felt even more guilty, tenderly stroking her face. "Fangxi, don't think too much. You didn't do anything wrong. Go to sleep, it's late, the child can't stay awake."

"Okay." Fangxi's eyes were deep, she nodded gently, touched Duo Duo's cheek, and happily went to sleep. Although she had tacitly accepted her lover's cohabitation with Yuxia, she still felt uneasy. Now that Duoduo had confirmed her lover's innocence, she could finally feel at peace.

Liu Jing sighed, turned around, and took the child into her arms: "Guo Guo, thank you for earlier. You should go to sleep too."

Guo Guo slowly brought his face close to hers: "Liu Jing, I know you best! You can fool her, but you can't fool me!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Liu Jing flinched, wary.

Guo Guo smiled contemptuously, grinning: "Anyway, you're not my boyfriend now. The more trouble you cause, the happier I am. The day you are my boyfriend, hmph! Hmph!" The little girl's face changed, and she gritted her teeth, saying: "I'll make you pay!"

After saying that, Guo Guo walked away arrogantly.

The same event. Due to different positions and personalities, different results occurred. Fang Xi went from unease to composure, while Guo Guo went from suspicion to complete confirmation of the problem.

The two girls left, and the night returned to its usual quiet, but Liu Jing couldn't find peace. This was just the beginning, not the end. Fortunately, he remained optimistic. As a person, many things require taking responsibility, not avoiding them. Like all rivers flowing into their source, water, though winding and turning, never changes its nature. He believed that any turbulence would eventually subside.

Duo Duo had drunk most of her milk but remained wide awake. Liu Jing shook his head. He poked her forehead: "You almost got your mother into trouble."

Duo Duo didn't understand and giggled. That night, she was very happy.

A lesson learned: having an affair requires hiding it not only from your girlfriend but also from your own daughter! Liu Jing sighed and turned off the light. He pulled the blanket over them both.

The next morning, Liu Jing bathed and dressed Duo Duo, Fang Xi prepared breakfast, and Guo Guo tidied the room. The three of them worked together, busy with the baby all morning, and then left, all dressed neatly. Guo Guo had come prepared; she had driven the night before.

The three of them took Duo Duo to the Children's World for a wild day, then went on a shopping spree at the supermarket, buying a lot of things, and had a happy and fulfilling day. The two girls were still bickering endlessly. Guo Guo, unrestrained and shameless, was utterly unperturbed, while the straightforward and honest Xiao Laohu (Little Tiger) was completely outmaneuvered, feeling frustrated and resentful. Liu Jing was both relieved and troubled. For several years, Guo Guo had never approached him without a reason, but now that she had become a "soon-to-be aunt" with a special status and had figured out Xiao Laohu's temper, she would inevitably interfere from time to time. He wasn't worried about Fang Xi, but he couldn't help but worry about Guo Guo's future.

Liu Jing received two phone calls, one from Yu Xia and the other from his mother. Yu Xia inquired about Duo Duo's situation and told him to return home after the performance the next day. His mother sounded anxious on the phone, but he wasn't surprised; the helpful Aunt Lai had indeed revealed the scene of their encounter in the park. He explained the truth, but concealed Yu Xia's status as his lover. Guo Guo, to show off to Little Tiger, even snatched the phone and pretended to have an intimate conversation with his godmother. Helpless, Liu Jing then gave the phone to Fang Xi, letting his mother say a few words to her future daughter-in-law before their meeting. The three of them were actually together, much to his mother's astonishment on the phone.

Life always has its disappointments, but Liu Jing was content and at ease.

After hanging up with her son, Ding Hua heard her future daughter-in-law's voice for the first time and was filled with worry, unable to relax at all. She had always thought her son was a kind and obedient child, but now he seemed confused. Taking his girlfriend shopping with Guo Guo was one thing, but living with a widow with a child, and all these excuses about recognizing a godfather and borrowing the house—she simply couldn't believe it. A spirited young man and a widow who had lost her husband, living together—who would believe it was really nothing?

Times had changed. She pitied Guo Guo and had recognized him as her goddaughter, but that was another matter. She didn't want to interfere in her son's marriage, but a widow was unacceptable.

Ding Hua, usually so cheerful, was now frowning, restless, and completely at a loss. The door opened; her husband was back from playing chess, and she quickly went to greet him.

"Hehe, you were in good form today, beating Old Su five times in a row, giving him a complete slap on the wrist, he's so angry his nose is crooked." Liu Weihua was changing his shoes at the door, still beaming with pride.

"Oh," Ding Hua absentmindedly replied, and after her husband finished changing, she helped him into the room.

Liu Weihua sat down on the sofa, placed his cane beside him, and picked up the teacup in front of him. Ding Hua looked at her husband, her eyes full of worry, unsure how to begin.

"What's wrong?" Liu Weihua took a couple of sips of water, finally noticing his wife's unusual behavior. Ding Hua hesitated for a moment: "I just called Xiao Jing, and he's out shopping with his girlfriend and Yangyang."

"So what? They're all young people." Liu Weihua said dismissively, continuing to drink his water. Although he didn't share much in common with his son, he insisted that young people should have autonomy over their relationships. He was quite ashamed to learn the truth about his wife recognizing Guo Guo as her goddaughter.

Ding Hua thought for a moment and revealed the truth: "He's still living with a widow."

"Pfft!" Liu Weihua spat out a mouthful of tea. "What did you say? He's gone too far!"

Her husband was furious. Ding Hua quickly explained, "Xiao Jing said he's just borrowing the house for a few days. The widow's family is being relocated; her ex-husband was a policeman who died in the line of duty. She has a four-year-old daughter, and he's become her godfather."

"Borrowing a house? What policeman needs a house?!" Liu Weihua picked up his cane, habitually pausing it in his hand. "A young man and a desperate widow, what good can come of them getting together?"

Ding Hua fell silent, looking at her husband with worry. Liu Weihua frowned deeply, panting heavily with anger. While he advocated for young people's autonomy in choosing their partners, he felt differently about widows. There was no particular reason; he just felt it was inappropriate.

Ding Hua, filled with worry, tentatively suggested, "How about... I make another call and ask him properly?"

"Ask what! He's always lying!" Liu Weihua waved his hand, leaning on his cane as he paced around the room.

"Then... what do you suggest we do?" Ding Hua asked again. A man is always the backbone of the family, even if he's missing a leg. Liu Weihua stopped, took a deep breath, and said, "Asking him is pointless. Seeing is believing. We'll go see him tomorrow."

"Okay," Ding Hua nodded quickly, "I'll call Xiao Jing and tell her."

"What's there to tell her? You'll know what he's up to after you tell him!" Liu Weihua waved his hand dismissively, "Go directly tomorrow!"

Ding Hua didn't say anything more. Liu Weihua grabbed the phone beside him and dialed his driver: "Xiao Guan, bring the car over early tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Ding Hua drove her husband's company car, and the elderly couple set off. Her husband had difficulty walking, and she had been learning to drive for many years.

Almost simultaneously, Liu Jing dropped Duo Duo off at kindergarten, then went to work, braving the scorching sun to continue selling those damned electronic accessories. The Love Chain Lock had already brought him his first fortune, but money can never be earned enough; the saying "many a little makes a mickle" holds true, he believed.

Mature people don't dwell on the past, optimistic people don't worry about the future. Certain realities were quietly approaching, yet Liu Jing remained cheerful, actively striving to improve his life.

Chapter 82 An Incestuous Affair

At noon, the sky was clear and the sun shone brightly. Liu Weihua and his wife arrived in S City, travel-worn.

In just six months, S City had changed drastically, both in its scenery and its overall character—at least that's what Ding Hua thought. She wasn't sure how much these changes had affected her son, but she felt increasingly uneasy. Concern clouded her judgment; the closer she got to the house she had bought for her son, the more her unease turned to fear.

The wind outside the window ruffled her slightly graying temples, like a willow tree swaying erratically by the roadside. If everything was true, she didn't know if her love for her son was right or wrong.

She turned to look at her husband beside her. Liu Weihua had his eyes closed, leaning on his cane against the back of his chair, seemingly either dozing or deep in thought.

It was Liu Weihua's first time at his son's house. Calmly leaning on his cane, he inspected the house. Ding Hua's eyes widened in surprise as she quickly looked around.

"What's wrong?" Liu Weihua casually sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

"The furniture... so much of it has been replaced. I didn't buy it!" Ding Hua was pushing open a bedroom door, peering inside.

"Hmph! Do you even need to ask?" Liu Weihua paused, his cane pausing. "It must be that widow's. Who would use inferior furniture when they have better options?" He didn't know what was different about the furniture his wife had bought, but he knew her; even if she bought better furniture, she wouldn't buy this kind of high-end stuff.

Ding Hua didn't speak. She had made a new discovery: the frame of the photograph of Yu Xia and her deceased husband. She walked over and carefully picked it up to examine it. Yu Xia in the photo was beautiful, youthful and radiant, elegant and bright, radiating the dual beauty of a classical and a modern woman. A sense of relief

settled in her heart, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her face. Maternal love is always selfish; a mother is always gratified when her son has a beautiful woman, even if that woman is a widow.

"Dad, look." Ding Hua hurried out, handing the photo frame to her husband.

Liu Weihua casually took it and looked up. Suddenly, he sat up straight, his cane falling silently to the edge of the sofa. How could it be him? He would never forget that sunny smile, those hopeful eyes.

"This widow is exceptionally beautiful; our Xiao Jing has good taste," Ding Hua continued, oblivious to her husband's unease, uttering her comforting but pointless words.

Liu Weihua heard nothing, his hands trembling violently as he stared intently at the person beside Yu Xia, his eyes unconsciously welling up with tears. He couldn't describe his feelings, he couldn't believe it. This young man who had survived the hail of bullets in Vietnam without even losing a single hair was gone?

"What's wrong? Do you know this man?" Ding Hua finally noticed her husband's intense reaction.

"Yes, of course I know him, how could I not?" Liu Weihua's expression was sorrowful, his hand holding the photo frame falling limply to his side. "He is Zhou Ren."

"What? You mean this man is that A Ren?"

Liu Weihua nodded slowly, his tearful eyes vast and distant, as if returning to the bloody war more than twenty years ago.

After the resumption of diplomatic relations between China and the United States, Sino-Vietnamese relations deteriorated rapidly. The Vietnamese government engaged in local hegemony, calling itself "the third largest economy in the world," persecuting overseas Chinese domestically and flaunting its military might internationally. It repeatedly invaded Chinese territory, killing and wounding many Chinese border guards and civilians. The Chinese government protested repeatedly, and finally, unable to tolerate it any longer, launched a large-scale self-defense counterattack war. Liu Weihua was then a deputy company commander in a unit of the 41st Army and participated in that war with his unit.

Liu Weihua would never forget that day, his first day back at his unit after sustaining minor injuries. That day, the sun in the Indochina Peninsula was scorching, yet it couldn't dry the flowing blood. That day, the attacking force swiftly routed the Vietnamese army. He stood on the battlefield, where the smoke hadn't yet cleared… The

blazing sun was scorching. Liu Weihua looked up, unable to resist reaching for his pocket. He wanted a cigarette, but he restrained himself. The soldiers were diligently clearing the battlefield; as the acting company commander, he had no reason to relax.

The temperature in the Indochina Peninsula was very high. Liu Weihua and his soldiers worked together, throwing the Vietnamese corpses one by one into the dug pits. The company had suffered heavy casualties in the previous battle and was awaiting replenishment, hence the task of clearing the battlefield.

"Damn those Vietnamese!" Liu Weihua wiped the sweat from his brow, unable to suppress a curse. The temperature in Vietnam was so high, yet so humid, that even a fire couldn't burn everything; they could only painstakingly dig pits to bury the bodies.

Liu Weihua made repeated trips, his face expressionless. A faint groan came from not far away; it was an angry soldier secretly stabbing a severely wounded Vietnamese soldier to death. The Vietnamese prisoners on the truck all glared at him with venomous eyes, some even yelling. He neither saw nor heard it; his feelings towards this country that had received countless favors from them were no different from the soldiers'.

Finally, they could return to their base. Looking at the truckloads of prisoners, broken guns, and supplies, Liu Weihua let out a long sigh. Cleaning up the battlefield was fucking tedious!

Liu Weihua lit a cigarette, took a comfortable puff, and prepared to get back in the truck when a series of gunshots suddenly rang out in the distance. Judging from the sound, they were Type 56 submachine guns. Everyone froze. He abruptly turned and looked in the direction of the gunfire.

"The gunfire is probably about two kilometers away. The attacking troops have been gone for several hours. Who could it be? Could there be a wounded soldier straying behind?" Liu Weihua frowned, deep in thought. Both China and Vietnam used Soviet-made weapons; the sound of gunfire alone was insufficient for accurate identification.

The soldiers awaited his orders. Liu Weihua decisively shouted, "Platoon Leader!"

"Yes, sir!" The platoon leader quickly stepped forward to report.

"You lead your team back. Aren, come with me to take a look." Liu Weihua stubbed out his cigarette and took a submachine gun from a soldier.

"Yes, sir." A spirited young soldier ran over. His name was Zhou Ren, only a teenager, and he was the company clerk.

"Company Commander..." The platoon leader hesitated.

"Execute the order!" Liu Weihua waved his hand and led Zhou Ren towards the direction of the gunfire.

The platoon leader saluted and led his team back.

Liu Weihua and Zhou Ren fixed bayonets, loaded bullets, and walked one after the other, tense and vigilant, towards the dilapidated village ahead.

Vietnam was a nation of soldiers, possessed numerous light weapons, and was heavily influenced by China's guerrilla warfare tactics.

Since the start of the war, Chinese commanders and soldiers, constrained by discipline and compassion, had been repeatedly ambushed by wounded Vietnamese soldiers or civilians, suffering heavy casualties. Each time the troops advanced, they would clear out the surrounding villages. While this tactic was effective, sporadic casualties were still unavoidable. The command promptly issued orders to open fire on any Vietnamese soldiers or civilians who refused to lay down their weapons (including melee weapons).

Gunfire continued intermittently, growing increasingly intense. The two men, highly tense, quickened their pace and safely crossed the village.

With the road ahead in sight, the younger Zhou Ren relaxed slightly, glancing around as he asked, "Company Commander, what's going on?"

"Quiet, stay alert!"

Before the words were finished, a rapid whooshing sound came from above. A fierce Vietnamese woman, wielding a steel fork, roared and leaped from a tree, heading straight for Zhou Ren's vitals. The old woman had observed for a long time before finally choosing the more naive young man.

"Ah!" Zhou Ren was startled and instinctively looked up. He froze for a moment.

"Get out of the way!" Liu Weihua exclaimed in alarm, raising his gun and firing. Click! The bullet jammed.

Zhou Ren's life hung by a thread, a matter of life and death. There was no time to pull back his rifle or use his bayonet. He leaped forward, shoving the young man aside, and simultaneously leaned back, pulling back his rifle and unloading the bullet.

"Ah!" Liu Weihua cried out. A piercing pain shot through his leg. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, unloaded the bullet, and prepared to fire. The shrew had missed a vital spot; she jerked the fork out, blood gushing out, and Liu Weihua nearly fainted.

"Ah!" Zhou Ren roared, charging forward and stabbing the shrew with his bayonet. The bayonet was the soul of a soldier; the enraged young man had chosen the bayonet in this moment.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" The young man's eyes were bloodshot. He frantically stabbed the shrew, riddling her with holes.

"Ren!" Liu Weihua's lips were pale, his forehead beaded with sweat, as he touched his wound and cried out.

"Company Commander, it's all my fault, I'm useless." Zhou Ren knelt before him with a thud, tears streaming down his face.

"Don't cry! What are you crying about?" Liu Weihua, enduring the pain, pointed to his satchel.

"I know." Zhou Ren regained his composure, quickly wiped away his tears, and took out gauze from his satchel.

"Backpack rope!" Liu Weihua reached out to stop him.

"Oh, I understand." Zhou Ren, tears streaming down his face, hurriedly took out the backpack rope.

Zhou Ren used the backpack rope to tie his thigh shut, then wrapped it with gauze, finally stopping the bleeding.

Nearly ten minutes had passed since then, and the gunfire ahead was getting closer. Liu Weihua's pain subsided slightly, and he looked at the young soldier with pity, sighing, "Ren, leave me a magazine, go ahead and check, don't go too far, if everything's alright, go back and find someone to help."

"No! I won't go back, I'll carry you!" The young man slung his weapon across his chest, grabbed Zhou Ren's arms, and put him on his back.

"Don't do anything reckless! Obey orders!" Liu Weihua was 1.8 meters tall, and the garrison was several kilometers away. Although Zhou Ren wasn't short, his thin body couldn't possibly carry his heavy frame.

"No! I won't! I'll carry you back even if it kills me!" The young man wouldn't listen. He steadied himself and headed towards the main road.

There was no point in saying anything more, so Liu Weihua didn't speak, taking off his submachine gun and maintaining vigilance.

For a teenager, Liu Weihua's body was simply too heavy. Before long, Zhou Ren's legs trembled, and he staggered. The young man gritted his teeth, forcing himself to persevere, stubbornly walking forward, sweat pouring down his face.

Finally, they reached the highway. The situation became clear: one of our heavily damaged tanks was being besieged by Vietnamese guerrillas and was moving slowly and laboriously. The tank's front turret was completely destroyed, and the machine gun on top was gone. Two soldiers with bandages wrapped around their heads sat inside the tank, one driving and the other firing intermittently, forcing the attackers back.

Liu Weihua frowned in pain. The tank wasn't hit by a rocket, but by a shell exploding inside the breech.

Zhou Ren was overjoyed, struggling to put him on the tank before climbing up himself. The two opened fire fiercely, and the second gunner, seeing reinforcements arrive, no longer hesitated to use ammunition. After emptying several magazines, the three successfully repelled the attackers.

"Thank you, sir," the two tank crewmen thanked him.

"We're all on the same side; I should be thanking you," Liu Weihua said with a smile.

The sun overhead was still blazing, and the tank's steel was so hot it made the two men wince. Liu Weihua lay on the tank, breathing heavily with relief, while Zhou Ren's face was a mess of tears and sweat, but he smiled happily and excitedly.

"Company Commander, you'll definitely be alright," Zhou Ren looked at him, his eyes still shining with hope.

"I believe you," Liu Weihua smiled, looking into the young man's eyes, and gave him a firm squeeze on the shoulder.

Soon after, the war ended, and Zhou Ren visited him in the hospital before retreating with the troops. Later, Liu Weihua returned to civilian life, while Zhou Ren was promoted to officer in the army. The two exchanged letters, but as time passed, they gradually lost contact. However, the camaraderie forged in the crucible of war remained strong in their hearts.

Liu Weihua could never forget the young man's hopeful gaze. When his son was born, he named him Liu Jing, after those strong and hopeful eyes. Little did he know that years later, with his old friend gone, he would be connected to his own son again.

Zhou Ren is from H province. Liu Weihua doesn't know why he came to S city, but the two are comrades-in-arms and brothers, that won't change. If Liu Jing really has something going on with Zhou Ren's widow, in principle, it's already an incestuous affair.

Liu Weihua frowned, leaning on his cane, pacing around the living room for a long time, finally letting out a long sigh: "His mother, I need to discuss something with you." "

What is it?" Ding Hua sensed something was amiss.

Liu Weihua looked at the photo frame in his hand and calmly said: "Outside the military, it's usually considered separately, this isn't a big deal. This girl looks nice, maybe a bit older, but not by much. If they're willing, I think... let them be together, it'll be an explanation for A-Ren?"

"Ah? This... is this appropriate?" Ding Hua was very unhappy. Although the girl was nice, and she liked her from the photos, they were from different generations, and she was a widow with children. Marrying her as a daughter-in-law still felt incredibly awkward to her.

“What’s inappropriate?” Liu Weihua sat down again, lit another cigarette, and said, “They’re living together now, is it up to us to decide whether it’s appropriate or not?”

“But…but maybe they really are just borrowing the house, and nothing’s wrong with it?” Ding Hua smoothed her hair and said hastily, “Don’t forget, our Xiao Jing has a girlfriend. I think they’re just borrowing the house, there’s nothing wrong with it at all.”

“That’s why I said it has to be their own choice.” Liu Weihua smiled gently, “I ask you, if they’re willing, would you still object?”

Ding Hua looked at her husband, her face full of difficulty. Liu Weihua chuckled, “Mom, forget it, the child is grown up, let’s not worry about it. As long as they’re happy, let them be.” He was always strict with his son, but this time he was lenient.

Ding Hua rolled her eyes at her husband, sighed, and didn’t say anything more.

Turning an incestuous affair into a happy one, who says it can’t be perfect? The old couple quickly reached an agreement and sat at home waiting. The premise was that they were willing.

Chapter 83 Tonight I'll Do It Tomorrow On

the highway, a police motorcycle sped along at a speed too fast for the human eye to see, sometimes tilting, sometimes skidding, constantly weaving through the vehicles along the way. The wind billowed, the policewoman's long hair flew wildly, her beautiful face was flamboyant and sexy, her body under her uniform was elastic and full, her police skirt fluttered wildly, and between her police skirt and boots, a section of fair and firm thigh was faintly visible, swaying with sensual temptation, attracting sidelong glances and amazement from drivers along the way.

This crazy and sexy policewoman was of course Qin Yuxia. After the performance, she couldn't wait a moment longer. She handed over the team leadership to the instructor, and without even changing out of her uniform, she couldn't wait to ride back on her motorcycle.

A day apart felt like three autumns, three days apart felt like three years.

For three days, Yuxia was in a slightly anxious and absent-minded state, sometimes impatient, pouting angrily, sometimes tilting her head and laughing foolishly, her mind filled with that person, that home. After they moved in together, she became increasingly attached, neglecting her work and devoting almost all her time to her home. Even without doing anything, she felt fulfilled there.

This sense of security was real and vivid, completely different from before. Her deceased husband was someone she had pursued with her own charm, while this younger man was conquered through her own initiative. From their online reliance on each other, whether it was his worldly-wise innocence and kindness, or his unwavering dedication and naiveté towards his family, she couldn't help but feel heartache and affection for him. This younger man was unambitious and laid-back, yet he always made her feel gentle and considerate. He was powerless and blindly optimistic, yet he showed her the earnestness of a man she could rely on.

Her previous husband was powerful, and she only had to be a child waiting to be pampered. Now, with this younger man, she could not only be affectionate and playful, but also cherish, care for, and even discipline him. She had experienced all the flavors of being a woman.

Yes, though there was still something missing. But she had no doubt that that missing element would also make her irresistibly drawn to him.

Filled with pleasant daydreams, Yu Xia sped along the highway for several hours, returning to S City. She first went to the supermarket to buy his favorite dishes, then picked up her daughter beforehand. She thought this evening, after their brief separation, should be spent warmly and happily. But

as soon as she got home, Yu Xia was stunned. There were two pairs of shoes at the door. She had called, but hadn't mentioned anyone coming? Judging from the shoes... could it be...?

Two elderly people emerged from the house, one leaning on a cane.

Yu Xia understood, her beautiful face flushing crimson: "Oh! It's... Uncle and Auntie, right?

When...did you arrive?"

The two elderly people nodded, calmly gazing at the people before them. They sighed, but also secretly admired them. Unlike the photos, their real appearance was not only stunningly beautiful, but also possessed a mature and gentle feminine charm. Liu Weihua and Ding Hua, both experienced women, understood what this charm meant to men.

With strangers in the house, Duo Duo timidly leaned against her mother's leg.

Liu Weihua's gaze slowly shifted to the child's face. Yuxia tidied her temples and helped the child up, saying, "Duoduo, quickly say hello to Grandpa and Grandma!"

"Grandpa. Grandma," Duoduo whispered.

Ding Hua smiled, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside. Liu Weihua slowly squatted down, revealing a kind and profound smile: "Your name is Zhou Duoduo, right? Come, come to Grandpa's."

Yuxia was surprised, wondering how the old man knew her surname, but she still gently pushed him: "Duoduo, go. Go to Grandpa's."

Duoduo wobbled over and stood in front of the old man.

Duoduo looked a lot like his father. Liu Weihua's eyes welled up with tears, his heart surging involuntarily. His left hand trembled as he grasped the child's right arm, his right hand stroking the child's head, trying to find any resemblance to the young man from years ago.

Yuxia was surprised and stood motionless by the door. Ding Hua sighed inwardly: "Girl, come in quickly, don't be nervous."

"Oh, thank you, Auntie." Yuxia's beautiful face not only flushed red, but she also started to have a fever again.

She couldn't describe her feelings at that moment, and she had never been mentally prepared.

Everyone entered the room. Yu Xia made tea, her face flushed with embarrassment, and sat at the far end of the sofa, awkwardly holding her child. A photo of her and her deceased husband lay on the table. She was so nervous and ashamed, knowing what the two elders would ask, but unsure how to answer.

Liu Weihua lit a cigarette and calmly said, "Mother, take the child inside. Let me talk to the girl alone."

Yu Xia looked up in surprise, her nervousness intensifying, and let Ding Hua take the child into the room. What would they talk about? Would they kick her out? She was uneasy, panicked, and afraid.

Only the two of them remained in the living room, the air thick and heavy. Yu Xia lowered her head, clutching her police skirt, her heart pounding wildly.

The policewoman before him was breathtakingly beautiful. Liu Weihua sighed and picked up a portrait frame from the table. "Liu Jing is my son. My name is Liu Weihua. You may have heard of me."

"Ah!" Yu Xia exclaimed in surprise, instantly filled with shame and utter embarrassment. Of course, she had heard of the name and understood its meaning. The military and police system had an unwritten tradition: without special relationships, regardless of gender, age, or age difference, everyone was like brothers and sisters.

Heavens! What had I done? How could this happen?

Yu Xia covered her face, her cheeks flushed crimson. Guilt, shame, and disgrace churned within her, not only for the act itself but also for her deceased husband. She had never thought anything was wrong before, but now she realized what she had done and felt incredibly sorry, as if she had slapped her deceased husband hard across the face.

"Hehe, it's nothing." Liu Weihua shook his head with a wry smile, stepped forward and handed her a water glass. "Girl, don't think too much about it. Everyone's just talking to themselves, it's normal."

"Liu... Uncle Liu..." Yu Xia took the water glass, her eyes filled with helplessness, unsure whether to call him Brother Liu or Uncle Liu.

Liu Weihua waved his hand to stop her, took a drag of his cigarette and asked, "When did Aren leave?"

"Seven months ago." Yu Xia's eyes reddened, filled with shame and sorrow.

Liu Weihua nodded, then asked, "His family is in H province, how did he end up in S city?"

"When he was demobilized, he was assigned to the railway bureau, but he didn't like it. An elder in S city said he'd help him get into the police station, so he came here." Talking about the past, Yu Xia's sorrow was tempered by a slight calm.

Liu Weihua nodded again, then sighed deeply, "Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. He's dead, he's dead. The dead can't be brought back to life. Those who are alive must live well, don't you think?"

Yu Xia didn't speak, lowering her face in shame.

Liu Weihua turned around and said gently, "Young lady, don't be nervous, and don't feel like you can't get over it. You're young. You should make your own decisions about your relationships. We... as elders, will understand. Tell me the truth. What exactly happened between you and my son?"

"I...we..." Yu Xia was powerless, helpless, and at a loss for words, lowering her head again.

Liu Weihua smiled. He offered her a different cigarette: "It's alright. If you really don't know how to say it, just tell me how you met, and how...you started living together. Oh, I don't even know your name yet. No matter whose reason it was, I should at least know."

The old man's kindness and tolerance greatly encouraged her. After a moment of silence, Yuxia bravely raised her head. She softly recounted her feelings, how they met, fell in love, and started living together. She didn't hide anything, nor did she want to; she felt that honesty would gain more understanding and make her feel better.

Liu Weihua was surprised. He admired Yuxia's frankness and straightforwardness even more. Most people might have chosen to stammer or make excuses.

"You said you like him and don't want to leave, is that right?" Liu Weihua heard it clearly but didn't quite understand, wanting to confirm the meaning of those words again.

"Yes." Yuxia's face seemed to be steamed, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible; she had never been so ashamed in her life.

Liu Weihua, still confused, simply said, "Then marry him. Don't worry, we won't object."

"No, no, no! That's not it!" Yu Xia, disregarding her embarrassment, waved her hands repeatedly. "He already has a girlfriend, I don't want to ruin things, and... I'm not suitable either." Yu Xia's voice trailed off, and finally she lowered her head.

Liu Weihua was truly bewildered, scrutinizing her and asking, "I know he has a girlfriend, what do you think?"

"I..." Yu Xia's face flushed crimson, her delicate features trembling, utterly embarrassed and at a loss for words. They were of different social classes; having a special relationship was already taboo, and to willingly be a despised secret lover—how could she possibly say it?

Liu Weihua finally understood somewhat and tentatively asked, "You want to maintain your current relationship with him? But can it last?"

Yu Xia, embarrassed, decided to be blunt: "Brother Liu, if you really don't object and can understand me, then please leave it alone and let us handle it ourselves, okay?"

Yu Xia spoke earnestly, her eyes pleading, her tone slightly coquettish. Liu Weihua was both amused and exasperated: "Alright, whatever you two do." It wasn't a good idea, but he couldn't say anything. He had no right to interfere with Yu Xia, nor could he force his son and girlfriend to break up.

"Thank you, Brother Liu," Yu Xia said gratefully.

Liu Weihua couldn't help but smile and said sincerely, "Girl, don't worry, his mother and I will treat you as our daughter-in-law from now on. But… please don't call me 'Brother' anymore."

"Ah! I… I understand," Yu Xia said, greatly embarrassed, quickly covering her mouth. Only then did she realize that in her haste, she had actually called him by his deceased husband's name.

Liu Weihua shook his head, stood up, and said, "Since that's the case, we'll go back. Take care of yourselves."

"Leaving now?" Yu Xia felt bad. "Liu Jing hasn't returned yet. Why don't we have a meal and leave tomorrow?"

Liu Weihua sighed, looking at her, and said, "Some things are better left unknown than known. Let's pretend we were never here. You two live your lives well. I believe Aren would also like to see you and your daughter doing well ."

Yu Xia didn't speak, her eyes filled with tears of gratitude. In Chinese culture, widows are always considered unlucky, and having an incestuous relationship with a younger generation is even more shameful, especially since she has a child. The Liu couple didn't blame her, tacitly approving. Finding happiness wasn't easy; how could she not be grateful?

The Liu couple left quickly, without leaving a trace, but Yu Xia gained so much.

The house returned to peace. Yu Xia held her child, gently swaying, her face a mixture of joy and shyness. She didn't want to do anything, just sit quietly, savoring the sudden happiness, the happiness of being recognized.

She was conflicted, because of her deceased husband, yet she couldn't help but want to be happy. Thinking of those shameful things with the younger man, their naked, playful, ambiguous moments, the fulfilling pleasure of penetration, she felt incredibly ashamed, touching her flushed face.

"How sinful!" Yu Xia was inexplicably excited, nervously glancing around as if a pair of voyeuristic eyes were watching.

Three days apart, the younger man had become her nephew—what would happen tonight? Would her nephew bully his aunt? Yu Xia bit her lip. Her heart pounded, her beautiful eyes flashing with alluring unease.

Time passed, then the doorbell rang. Liu Jing was home; he hadn't gone on their date. After three days apart, he felt Yu Xia must be eager to see him, so he came home early—it was that simple.

"Daddy!" Duo Duo broke free from her mother's embrace and ran excitedly forward.

"Good girl, Duo Duo!" Liu Jing picked the child up. On a normal day... Duo Duo saw him every morning and evening, but this was the first time.

Yu Xia stood up, looking at the father and daughter with a mixture of shyness and joy. Liu Jing kissed Duo Duo on the cheek, looking her over and asking, "Just got home?" Yu Xia was still in her uniform, hence the question.

"Oh, I went back to the team first." Yu Xia smoothed her hair, avoiding eye contact. "Are you hungry? I'll cook right away." She went to get the groceries she had bought.

"No rush. If you're tired, I can cook today." Liu Jing didn't seem to mind.

"No need, I'm not tired. You watch the child do her homework." Yu Xia kept her head down, carrying the groceries to the kitchen.

Liu Jing picked up the child, preparing to go into the room to help her with her homework. Suddenly, Duo Duo said, "Daddy, Daddy, Grandpa and Grandma came today!"

"Really?" Liu Jing looked at Yu Xia.

"Thud!" Yu Xia slipped. She almost fell, spilling the groceries all over the floor.

Liu Jing quickly put the child down and went to help pick her up. "Look at you, why are you so nervous? It's normal to come and see your granddaughter, isn't it?" He assumed they were Yu Xia's deceased husband's parents and enthusiastically showed his generosity and understanding.

Yu Xia smiled bitterly, "No. I just passed by, stopped by, and they've already left."

"Oh." Liu Jing didn't ask any more questions and took the child to do her homework.

Duo Duo's homework was writing pinyin, and Liu Jing watched for a while before leaving. Yu Xia didn't receive a hug or a kiss when she left, and he felt he should show some tenderness.

Yu Xia was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, her body full and shapely under her uniform. Liu Jing gently stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her sexy waist from behind. Yu Xia was still in a daze and was startled, blushing.

Liu Jing was overjoyed and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

"Ah! No!" Yu Xia blushed and turned her face away.

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and awkwardly let go. Grandpa and Grandma Duoduo came, and Yuxia was bound to be affected by something. His choice to be affectionate at this time was clearly inappropriate.

Yuxia realized this too, and suddenly turned around, hugging him tightly: "Honey, don't overthink it, I didn't mean it!"

"I didn't overthink it, really, I understand," Liu Jing said earnestly.

"Oh, really not!" Yuxia stamped her feet, both aggrieved and anxious.

Liu Jing sensed something was off, but didn't say much: "It's okay, I was just saying it casually."

"You cook, I'll go check on Duo Duo's homework."

Yu Xia suddenly hugged him tightly, staring straight at him as if afraid he would run away. Liu Jing held her shoulders and looked at her, saying, "Yu Xia, what's wrong? Tell me what's wrong?"

Yu Xia didn't speak, resting her forehead on his shoulder. It seemed something was still wrong. Liu Jing helped her up, "Don't be silent, what's wrong?"

Yu Xia took a deep breath, raised her head, and said, "Liu Jing, tell me honestly, are you with me out of necessity, out of helplessness, because I pestered you so much that you had no choice but to be with me?"

Liu Jing frowned deeply, feeling awkward and uncomfortable again. He always felt this way whenever he heard Yu Xia say something like this, and he had gotten used to Yu Xia calling him "husband," but this time she suddenly switched back to her given name.

Liu Jing sighed, "Yu Xia, how many times have I told you? I don't care, it's just a coincidence, I just want some psychological comfort now, and I said, if you really..."

"Answer me first, this is very important!" "Yu Xia interrupted, staring intently at him, a deep unease flickering in her eyes.

Yu Xia's persistence bordered on stubbornness, yet her eyes held a hint of panic. Liu Jing realized something.

He always felt guilty towards Little Tiger, seeking solace, but he had neglected the woman beside him. He felt somewhat selfish. Yu Xia said she didn't care, but if he truly did, it would not only hurt her dignity as a woman, but also leave her with a lifelong sense of unease, a feeling of being lacking something, even inferior.

Liu Jing smiled, looking into her eyes, and said, "Yu Xia, don't ask me these kinds of questions anymore. Tonight, I'll make you completely at ease."

"What do you mean?" Yu Xia's heart raced.

"What else could it mean? I'll do you!" Liu Jing suddenly grabbed her buttocks and thrust hard.

"Ah!" Yu Xia cried out, her waist slamming heavily against his crotch, her body going limp as she slid to the ground.

"Hey, is it really necessary? We haven't even started!" Liu Jing was both amused and exasperated, and quickly pulled her back.

Yu Xia's cheeks flushed red, her skin soft and supple, and she nestled shyly in his arms: "You're so annoying, you even tell people about this kind of thing?"

"Damn, you're pretending to be serious now?" Liu Jing roughly squeezed her bottom and whispered in her ear, "You've bullied me so many times, it's my turn to bully you!"

Yu Xia was completely intoxicated, burying herself deeply in his arms, too shy to speak.

Her nephew was finally going to bully his aunt, there was nothing surprising about that. The only purpose of a taboo is to be broken.

Chapter 84 First Night: The Madness of the Uniform

Taboo is undoubtedly a double-edged sword, and the sharpest one in human nature, representing the deepest and most primal side. Once broken, it will be like drinking poison and bursting a dam, unstoppable.

At this moment, Yu Xia, in addition to her boldness and flamboyance, gently showed her most shy and beautiful side.

"I'll do it tonight." "It's a vulgar phrase, but to Yu Xia, it was the most beautiful and awe-inspiring celestial music in the world. After being approved by her parents, and then by the person she loved, she was overwhelmed by a series of sudden and unexpected blows of happiness. Her body and mind were completely defenseless. She could only lower her burning head, burying herself limply in her lover's arms, letting this younger man roughly defile her perfect and full buttocks.

Liu Jing was not only vulgar and crude, but also brutal. Not satisfied with the defilement through her police skirt, he did not reach inside, but chose a more complicated and evil method: he lifted the skirt from behind and continued.

The performance dress originally included a pair of white police trousers, but it was too hot, and Yu Xia had taken them off before returning home. Now she was only wearing underwear over her pantyhose. With the police skirt lifted, the cool air directly stimulated her body.

"Mmm." Yu Xia groaned and hugged his waist tightly.

Liu Jing glanced back, reluctantly withdrawing his hands. Duo Duo was still doing her homework; he hadn't forgotten the lesson from the day before, but he couldn't resist because Yu Xia was so different today.

Coupled with her inherent sexy maturity, it was impossible not to take advantage of her, not to mention the feelings after three days apart.

Seeing him stop, Yu Xia seemed a little dazed, unconsciously raising her classically beautiful face, her misty eyes unable to hide a faint disappointment.

Liu Jing smiled slightly. He raised his head and pulled her into the balcony.

"Honey, what are you doing? I still have to cook!" Yu Xia's cheeks were flushed, not without fear.

Liu Jing laughed, "The day you left, I didn't hug you or kiss you, you must have been very disappointed, now I'm making up for it."

"You still have the nerve to say that. " Yu Xia pouted, turning away with a wronged expression.

Liu Jing smiled and embraced her from behind. Yu Xia's body went limp, leaning against him, waiting for his further advances. She guessed he would violate her, perhaps by slipping his hand inside her uniform, pushing open her bra, and squeezing her full breasts until they bulged and swayed.

But she was wrong. Liu Jing didn't. He only gave her a light kiss on the temple before holding her close, watching the sunset together.

The sunset tonight was beautiful, spreading a gentle red glow across the sky, like a romantic dream, drifting and scattering, like wisps of silk. It seemed dazzling and clear, with a hazy splendor, yet also like a summer drizzle, about to dissipate in an instant.

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it seems like dusk is just around the corner." Feeling the romance and support from the person behind her, Yu Xia suddenly felt a pang of sadness. This moment was too beautiful; she feared time would pass too quickly and too far.

"Husband, you said forever, is that really possible?" Yu Xia leaned on his shoulder, gazing deeply into his eyes.

"Of course it will, it definitely will. " "Liu Jing's tone was calm, firm, and optimistic. "If you like it, I'll watch the sunset with you for the rest of my life, every morning and every evening, whenever you want to."

"Don't talk nonsense again." Yu Xia laughed, a mix of happiness and bitterness. "The morning sun is called sunrise, not sunset."

"The clouds are still the same clouds, just at different times. Anyway, we'll be together forever, so what difference does it make?" Liu Jing leaned forward, speaking earnestly. This guy, a former lathe operator and amateur poet, was surprisingly good at sweet talk.

"Then how can we be together forever?" Yu Xia raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with worry.

Liu Jing hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. "Yu Xia, don't worry, and don't think too much. Thinking about it now is useless. When things accumulate to a certain point, an opportunity will definitely appear. We just need to seize it."

"An opportunity?" "Liu Jing's statement is similar to the principle of the transformation of mass into quantity in philosophy, but Yu Xia seemed to have realized something.

A light shone in Yu Xia's heart. She quickly opened the window, letting the evening breeze tousle her long hair, and excitedly gazed at the distant sky, her eyes sparkling with confidence. She felt relieved and understood. Hadn't the arrival of her parents given her an opportunity for happiness? She didn't want to believe in fate anymore, but who could say that the little man behind her wasn't destined for her on the battlefield more than twenty years ago? She believed even more strongly that this was her loving husband's choice of happiness for her, made in the darkness.

'Thank you, husband,' Yu Xia said in a heartfelt voice, thanking the man who, though far away, still loved her.

In a moment of sudden enlightenment, everything became clear.

Yu Xia's shame vanished, and she suddenly turned around, playfully winking: 'Old man, didn't you say you'd make it up to me? Why haven't you kissed me yet?'"

Liu Jing scrutinized her, his expression rather blank. Yu Xia's emotions shifted at lightning speed, leaving him bewildered and disbelieving that his eloquence could be so effective. "

What are you waiting for? I'm a beauty! Do you expect me to take the initiative?" Yu Xia pressed her body against his, her slender hands grasping his crotch, slowly teasing and kneading.

The double-edged sword had turned; the wanton woman was back!

Liu Jing no longer hesitated, cupping her plump buttocks in his hands, lowering his head, and covering her sexy red lips with his own. Yu Xia let out a soft moan, wrapping her arms around his neck, her tongue darting out to savor the kiss three days late…

After dinner, Yu Xia endured the most agonizing hours of her life, filled with anticipation, anxiety, and unease—not because of the forbidden relationship that was about to unfold, but because of a past promise.

She had said she would save Liu Jing's first time for "Little Tiger," but now she had to break that promise, feeling as if she had committed a grave sin.

She carefully showered and put on her uniform, because Liu Jing had said he would personally rip it off before having sex with her. How violent, how perverted—she felt inexplicably excited, and even enjoyed it.

Finally, night deepened, Duo Duo fell asleep, and the anticipated event was about to happen!

Yu Xia clutched the collar of her uniform, shyly and nervously entering the room. Liu Jing was lying on the bed reading a book. She felt wronged and angry, gritting her teeth. "Hmph! Heartless little man, making me dressed like this, and you still have the mind to read? Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

Liu Jing chuckled, put down his book, and got up to admire her lewd behavior.

Yu Xia's hair was still damp, cascading down her shoulders and back, soaking her clothes. Her beautiful face was radiant and captivating, like a moon goddess untouched by the world. Her disheveled yet well-fitting uniform revealed her snow-white legs and slender neck, the skin peeking through the buttons, shimmering with a fleshy glow under the light.

"Absolutely stunning, absolutely stunning, truly stunning!" Liu Jing murmured, his eyes gleaming. Suddenly, he slapped the bedside. "Yu Xia, you look absolutely fucking amazing in this!"

The guy's acting was good, his praise fervent. Yu Xia chuckled, then puffed out her chest, raised her chin, and struck a haughty pose with a half-smile.

"What's the meaning of this look? Uniform fetish?"

Yu Xia remained silent, her eyes narrowing. She slowly turned, bent her right leg, and swiftly lifted and lowered her short skirt. Her long, strong thighs and broad, sexy hips flashed before his eyes.

"Holy crap!" Liu Jing fell backward. Even a fleeting glimpse nearly made his nose bleed. Yu Xia was wearing semi-transparent black lace panties, revealing a large patch of pubic hair, many bulging from the edges like an alluring nest.

Yu Xia giggled, leaping onto the bed and throwing herself into his arms: "Honey, do you like it?"

Liu Jing sighed, stroking her face with admiration: "More than just like it, it's simply… What was I saying? Right, amazing, you're absolutely amazing!"

Yu Xia giggled, then her eyes sparkled: "Honey, you're really going to do it? I already said I'd save it for your girlfriend, isn't this… breaking my promise?"

Liu Jing smiled, leaning in to kiss her lips: "You want to keep your promise? That's easy, aren't you moving out in two months? Just remember to be on time."

Yu Xia fell silent, shifting her weight onto the bed and burying her face in it.

Liu Jing didn't say anything more, turning his head to look at her large, protruding body lying on the ground. Her high, plump buttocks, perfect back, slender waist, and those two shapely legs spread wide at a thirty-degree angle—he couldn't help but shake his head.

"How did this woman grow up like this?"

Liu Jing stood up, lifting her police uniform skirt to reveal her black panties with red lace trim. Her buttocks were partially visible through the semi-transparent fabric, incredibly alluring. He squeezed and kneaded the rough fabric before gently patting it.

Yu Xia's beautiful eyes slightly blurred, her face taut, and she panted slightly, raising her large buttocks obediently.

They certainly wouldn't only do it once tonight, but she knew that a man's first time was equally important, greatly influencing his sexual interest and confidence. Before his first normal ejaculation, she had to obediently let him take the initiative, allowing him to ride her, while wholeheartedly cooperating with him and arousing him.

Harmonious sex was always about being trained while being trained.

Liu Jing clicked his tongue and pulled down her panties. Yu Xia's plump buttocks were exposed, glistening with a seductive allure in the air under the lamplight. Her smiling, V-

shaped buttocks provocatively displayed their curves, one stroke at a time, the other at the base of her buttocks. A damp patch of grass, glistening with dew, exuded a dark, fragrant aroma. "So beautiful, so big, so plump!" Liu Jing swallowed hard, then lunged forward to bite her.

Yu Xia smiled, playfully turning her head to look at him, twisting her waist and spinning around, rubbing his face with her thick buttocks.

"Mmm!" Liu Jing misjudged, biting her nose and mouth into the cleft of her buttocks.

Yu Xia's prank succeeded. She tilted her beautiful face, looking at him triumphantly, her thin lips curving like the crescent moon.

Liu Jing savored the delicate fragrance of her buttocks, grinning mischievously, "Yu Xia, you can tease me, just don't fart."

"You…" Yu Xia blushed, then kicked him off the bed with a thud.

Yu Xia's movement was instinctive, but being a graduate of the criminal investigation academy, she possessed considerable strength. Caught off guard, Liu Jing tumbled off the bed, landing sprawled on his back.

"Ah!" Yu Xia exclaimed in surprise, scrambling to her feet, but Liu Jing had already pulled her shorts down to her thighs. She took a step while kneeling on the bed, only to fall flat on her face.

"Ah!" Still startled, Yu Xia was caught in a warm embrace by Liu Jing, who smiled.

Still shaken, Yu Xia patted her chest, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Honey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Liu Jing laughed, "It's alright, it's your first time, it should be a special memory. Being kicked off the bed, I doubt anyone has ever experienced that. I'm honored!"

Yu Xia smiled, her smile radiant and gentle, shining through her deep, watery eyes. Liu Jing, filled with joy, smiled back at her, his long, expressive eyes sparkling. They gazed at each other with affection, both seeing the deepest tenderness and contentment in each other's hearts.

On this special night, they should have been indulging in their most primal madness, but instead, they were not in a hurry. Instead, they quietly and gently savored this beautiful moment. As Liu Jing said, since it was already forever, why rush?

Liu Jing unbuttoned her uniform, revealing Yu Xia's begonia-like upper body and her full, beautiful breasts between the blouses. Yu Xia lowered her head, half shy and half delighted, letting him admire her exquisite body. Liu Jing grasped her with both hands and gently shook it, causing the uniform to fall gracefully behind her arms.

"Uh," Yu Xia's perfect upper body was exposed, and she couldn't help but let out a beautiful moan. Yu

Xia's body was pink and full, her two jade-like breasts trembling slightly, exuding an intoxicating fragrance. Liu Jing felt a little dizzy, deeply inhaling her fragrance, and suddenly hugged her tightly, burying his face between the woman's full breasts.

Yu Xia hummed in response, smiling as she hugged his head and held him in her arms.

Liu Jing, lost in reverie for a long time, slowly raised his head: "Yu Xia. You smell so good, have you always had that scent?"

"Mmm." Yu Xia's beautiful face flushed slightly, and she nodded gently, then whispered in his ear, "Honey, there's a place that smells much better than anywhere else, see if you can find it."

"Do I even need to find it?" Liu Jing glanced at her disdainfully, shifting his gaze to her lower body. Yu Xia remained silent, giggling. So shy, so beautiful.

Yu Xia's police skirt was half-rolled up, half-flipped. Her alluring panties stretched taut, forming a lewd H-shape between her legs. Liu Jing swallowed, his gaze shifting from admiration to lust.

"Stand up."

Yu Xia half-heartedly resisted, twisting her waist as she stood before him. Liu Jing began to grow impatient. He abandoned all pretense of uniforms, and with a few swift movements, pulled her police skirt and underwear down to her ankles. Between Yu Xia's broad hips, a captivating triangle appeared, displaying a breathtakingly wild beauty. Coupled with the rich, alluring fragrance emanating from her underwear, it intensely stimulated her visual senses and fueled her desire to conquer.

So close. Liu Jing was stunned, his mouth watering. The fragrance, like an aphrodisiac, permeated his lungs, instantly making him restless and infatuated. He grabbed her plump buttocks and kissed her.

"Ah!" Yu Xia let out a moan. She quickly held his head, arching her back to accept the kiss on her most intimate spot.

Liu Jing panted and kissed and nibbled, while Yu Xia frowned, moaning and groaning, enduring the waves of pleasure deep within her body. Liu Jing's pace quickened, his movements intensifying, until Yu Xia grew increasingly itchy and restless. Finally, she twisted her hips, pulling her legs off, kicking her police skirt and underwear aside, and hoisting her right leg over his shoulder.

This position was very convenient. Liu Jing cupped her buttocks, kissing her gently, like the beginning of many sexual encounters.

"Uh! Ah! Ahh!" Yu Xia's beautiful face flushed crimson, letting out a series of moans. She held his head, her waist drooping lower and lower, her mature body burning hot, drenched in fragrant sweat.

"Phew!" Liu Jing exhaled, finally stopping. Yu Xia's body went limp, collapsing immediately. Liu Jing pulled her into his arms, holding her close. Yu Xia's arms were still draped in her uniform as she struggled to wrap her arms around his neck, panting softly against his shoulder.

Liu Jing brushed aside her sweat-soaked hair and kissed her face affectionately. Only after her breathing had calmed did he softly ask, "Yu Xia, how was it? Was it comfortable?"

Yu Xia's face was flushed, her eyes glazed with desire, and she nodded contentedly, "Husband, you're so good at this, I feel so good."

"Is that all?" Liu Jing exclaimed excitedly, "We haven't even consummated our marriage yet, there's more to come!"

Yu Xia smiled and kissed him on the lips, "Silly boy, what's the rush? The night is long, let me rest first, then you can have your fill later."

"What are we waiting for? You're comfortable, but I'm still uncomfortable!" Liu Jing didn't wait any longer, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed.

"Ah!" The waterbed swayed, and Yu Xia cried out, her breasts and hips undulating wantonly, "What are you doing? My uniform is all wrinkled!"

Did she care about her uniform? Liu Jing, bewildered, eagerly climbed onto the bed and took off his bathrobe, "Tell me, what position do you want?"

Liu Jing's tone was that of a seasoned pro, exceptionally arrogant. Yu Xia chuckled, wiggling her hips, and said in a coquettish voice, "You're so annoying! How could you ask such an embarrassing question? This is my first time!"

"Damn it! You..." Liu Jing was dizzy, about to take off his pants, when he collapsed onto the bed.

Yu Xia giggled, then suddenly got up, pulled off his shorts, hooked her arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately on the lips. She leaned back on the bed, saying, "Honey, come on."

Liu Jing looked at the alluring sight between her legs, his heart began to race, and he nervously looked up. Yu Xia was panting heavily, her eyes wide open, her heart pounding wildly. The forbidden act was about to begin, and this wicked feeling excited her immensely; she even felt a secret flow of fluid from her lower body.

Their eyes met, and they both saw the flickering flame in each other's eyes.

The room was quiet, their breathing rapid and intertwined. The dim light cast an ambiguous, sensual atmosphere. Outside the window, clouds gathered darkly, the moonlight flickering alluringly within them. Only the wind lashed against the glass.

"Am I going in?" Liu Jing asked nervously.

"Mmm," Yu Xia replied, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes still trembling.

Liu Jing licked his lips, rubbing against her most sensitive spot. Yu Xia's brows furrowed, she let out a muffled groan, her buttocks trembling, a mixture of pain and pleasure on her face.

Liu Jing looked at her, then stopped, grinning wickedly, and asked, "Yu Xia, am I really going in?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Yu Xia was both angry and impatient, clamping her legs around his buttocks and pulling hard.

Caught off guard, Liu Jing immediately pounced on her, his member, still outside, thrusting in. Yu Xia felt a sudden fullness, cried out "Ah!" and quickly arched her back, receiving it deeply—the whole thing, not just half.

It was a delicate, warm, and incredibly pleasurable sensation. It's hard to describe in words, or perhaps it can be described with any beautiful language. It's like being on a floating cloud, surrounded by warm sunshine; you can run and crash freely, but you can't escape. Nor do you want to, nor do you wish to escape.

Liu Jing lay on her full breasts, savoring them. Yu Xia slowly opened her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gazed at him with a look of adoration: "Husband, yours is so big, I feel so good!"

Liu Jing was both amused and exasperated: "First rape, then flattery, where did you learn that from?"

Yu Xia's eyes sparkled with seductive charm. She chuckled, "Husband, knowing how bad I am, why don't you punish me?" As she spoke, Yu Xia parted her lips slightly, offering her beautiful tongue, her long legs secretly wrapping around his waist, swaying her hips wantonly and nimbly.

Liu Jing didn't delay any longer. He fiercely sucked on her tongue, then grabbed her buttocks and slammed them down. Yu Xia's buttocks were suspended in the air, her cherry lips sealed, and she let out a muffled groan of pleasure. She moved her slender yet powerful waist, matching his rhythm, using the waterbed's power to enjoy herself, sometimes tightly, sometimes slowly.

The water swayed and splashed violently; the fire burned fiercely, boundless.

The forbidden night began to pulsate, and the sky outside trembled restlessly. The nephew and aunt, naked and passionate, their bodies burning hot, were doing the most primal and moving things in the world, indulging in unrestrained debauchery.

Liu Jing, young and strong, naturally gifted, was incredibly vigorous. Yu Xia, lost in passion, wore only her empty uniform, her slender waist and beautiful buttocks surging wildly. The two, oblivious to everything, went all out, gradually reaching their climax.

Liu Jing, having pent up for many days, was experiencing this for the first time. The elegant and noble Yu Xia cried out incessantly, and he gradually lost control. Yu Xia's body, long deprived, was stimulated by the wicked immorality, causing her to cry out loudly.

Finally, with a cry of extreme pleasure from Yu Xia, the two simultaneously reached the peak of ecstasy.

Yu Xia trembled for half a minute before finally relaxing her limbs like a dead fish. Liu Jing, afraid of tiring her out, quickly moved down beside her, admiring the woman in the throes of orgasm. Yu Xia's beautiful eyes were drowsy, her breathing weak, her entire body covered in a fine layer of sweat, as if she were dead from a drunken stupor. Liu Jing felt a pang of pity, caressing her breasts and gently kissing her temples.

Yu Xia's breath grew longer and deeper, her eyes brimming with tears, gazing at him mistily: "Husband, you're so amazing, you've completely captivated me, I've never felt so high!"

Yu Xia spoke with deep affection, even using an English phrase. Liu Jing was incredibly pleased, saying modestly yet excitedly, "It's mainly because you're so wonderful, and it's been so long. If you like it, let's do it again later."

Yu Xia pouted, saying coquettishly, "Of course, one more time! This is to make up for our wedding night!" Liu Jing looked down, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Okay, wait a little longer."

"No need." Yu Xia, tender and affectionate, climbed on top of him and gave him a sweet kiss: "Husband, you should rest well, this time I'll serve you." She then slid down, smoothed her hair, and helped him up to take her into her arms.

Liu Jing propped himself up with a pillow, watching with happiness and pleasure. Yu Xia sometimes sucked on his lips, her eyes alluring and wanton, sometimes licking her tongue like a playful girl.

Liu Jing quickly regained his erection. Yu Xia winked at him triumphantly, then slowly sat down, and Liu Jing comfortably closed his eyes. Yu Xia leaned forward, gently kissing his lips, her fleshy buttocks undulating as she sat down.

Gradually, the atmosphere shifted from tender to intense, and the two fell into a frenzy once more.

"Mmm! Hmm!" Yu Xia was aroused, her eyes tightly closed, moaning softly. She suddenly pushed him away, arching her back, her beautiful long hair whipping behind her head, her remaining uniform shirt flying lightly and slowly falling to the ground. The

Yu Xia who had regained the initiative was completely different from before; she was like a beautiful, unrestrained tigress, passionate and ardent, her moans piercing the night sky, her powerful movements vigorous, like a soaring firebird.

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