We were crazy once too! (Chapters 9-10) (Chapter 9 has been slightly revised)

Author: respect
Published on the forum on January 9, 2015
First published on this site: (Yes)
Foreword: 1. It is recommended to directly view the attachment. I won't upload pictures, but the attached pictures will give it
a better feel. Chapter 9 has been revised because I felt the transition was too abrupt.
2. I got stuck on the travel part mainly because I've never been to Sanya. A friend happened to invite me
to go to Sanya now, so I wrote it like that. But I didn't go. And then…
Please PM me if you have any suggestions for Sanya or any other features.
3. Chapter 10 was originally intended for Song Shiqi and Lili, but because Lili and Song Shiqi's characters haven't
been described much yet and need further development, it would inevitably slow down the pace. So I lazily gave it to Xiaobai. I don't know if that was a mistake
.
4. The end of the year is approaching, so I have less time and updates are slower. Please forgive me.
Chapter 9
: Um, what are Tingting and my wife Bingbing playing? What does she regret? What is she hiding from me? My curiosity
was piqued, and I scrolled through the chat history, my heart aching more and more each time.
"You'll be back the day after tomorrow, two more days," Tingting said.
"Hehe, your husband is such a rare good man. Even with all my temptations, he remained unmoved
. If I hadn't heard you say that, I would have suspected he might be impotent," Tingting said. (I cursed inwardly, "You're the one who's impotent
, I'll fuck you to death later.")
"I won't say anymore, my husband wouldn't easily cheat on me with other women, you just don't believe me," Bingbing said.
(I was completely confused. My wife is investigating me for cheating? Does Bingbing
already know about my relationship with Tingting? No, according to the messages, I haven't cheated yet. What am I afraid of?)
"Impossible. Although my husband happened to find out, he had someone verify it later. 'Little White Dragon of the Waves'
is your husband. Besides, what man doesn't have a taste for temptation? Zhong Wei is just covering up his past," Tingting said.
(So Xiaobai knows my past? No way, was he in that group before? Impossible, I
don't remember him at all. Anyway, he knows my old nickname was "Little White Dragon of the Waves." Oh no, I wonder
how much they know about my past.)
"How about we end our bet here? We did all that at the karaoke, even changed clothes, and your
husband and I went out for a while, and nothing happened, right? You guys
must have mistaken me for someone else when you call me 'Little White Dragon of the Waves.'" Bingbing. (So that's how my wife knows my nickname. Damn it, Xiaobai,
I'll fuck your wife later. Wait, bet? What bet? Why is karaoke mentioned again?
Is it the time on Bingbing's birthday?)
"When I came back, he was sleeping like a log. He wouldn't open the door no matter how much I called. Luckily you gave me
the key, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get in." Tingting. (Ugh, Tingting is lying to me. Bingbing gave her the key,
but why would Bingbing give her the key? Is there some hidden story?)
"Where's my husband?" Bingbing.
"Wife, stop going out and having fun, focus on your business." Bingbing. (This is so strange. Why is Bingbing suddenly
calling Tingting "wife"? And what is "business"?)
"Just woke up, my head hurts a bit. We went to a bar yesterday, but your husband came back early. He probably
has to work tomorrow. I played for a while and then went home. I was too scared to go home alone, so I slept at your place tonight."
Tingting. (It seems Tingting doesn't remember Wu Qiang. Hmm, but she didn't mention that Song Shiqi took him home
.)
That's all the messages for today. There were none before that. It seems Tingting is very careful; she didn't even
keep any message records. I remember yesterday at the hotel, I secretly saw half a message that said: "Honey, you've worked hard.
I'll catch up when you get back..." Now, messages that start like that are no longer visible. I reviewed the messages chronologically,
focusing on the bet and the karaoke. Recalling the karaoke incident, I suddenly
felt something was off.
1. In the past, Bingbing's birthdays always involved inviting many friends, which is why I booked a large private room this time
. I didn't expect only Tingting and her husband to come.
2. During the event, Xiaobai and Bingbing went to order drinks. I was drunk at the time and didn't think much of it, but now it seems suspicious.
How much could the four of us possibly drink? Besides, ordering drinks only requires pressing a bell and a waiter will come in; why did I have
to order them myself?
I looked at the WeChat messages again, and a bold hypothesis flashed through my mind: Xiaobai accidentally learned about
my dissolute life before meeting Bingbing (I never dared mention my past to the innocent Bingbing),
and then told her about it. Bingbing naturally didn't believe him, and then Tingting and the others made a bet with Bingbing
. It's likely that Tingting was the one who seduced me into cheating.
This assumption is too absurd, completely unbelievable. How could Xiaobai let his wife seduce me? Even if
Xiaobai is mentally unstable, what about my wife, Bingbing? Would she really let her best friend sleep with her husband? But this
assumption is too convenient. Thinking back to recent events, Xiaobai and Bingbing actually went on a business trip together. Isn't this
creating an opportunity for Tingting and me? It turns out that everything that happened recently, which I thought was all under my control,
turned out I was just a toy being played with from the beginning. Wait, no, if Tingting was responsible for seducing
me, then wouldn't my visit to her house that day have already given me away? But Tingting didn't seem to say anything,
even about going to the bar yesterday. Right, Tingting did it for Song Shiqi; Song Shiqi took
her home last night. Wait, no, before Song Shiqi, Tingting and I had already slept together, before Song
Shiqi even came into the picture, but Tingting seems to have kept it all a secret. Judging from her replies
, not only did she not reveal what happened between us, but she also helped me cover it up. She said she
tried to seduce me in every way, but I remained unmoved, as if nothing had happened between us. This is so strange.
Could my assumption be wrong? Or does she have ulterior motives? By the way, what was the bet? Nothing was said in the WeChat messages.
Why would Xiaobai let such an opportunity slip by? If Tingting really did seduce me, then what was the bet?
What could it be? Xiao Bai was willing to give up his wife; would he really lose out? So what could the bet be?
I didn't dare think any further. I could only turn my thoughts back to Tingting, carefully recalling
the events at the KTV that day. Xiao Bai and Bingbing had gone out briefly, probably to give Tingting and me space and time.
If Tingting hadn't stopped me then, I probably would have gone for it. But why did she stop me? And
when we came out of the restroom, I suggested we go home first, and she immediately agreed, as if afraid that if things continued, I would really lose the bet
. Why was she so afraid I would lose? If that's the case, why did she seduce me and lure me to
her house after I got home? We had sex, but she deliberately hid it. What was her purpose? It seems there's still so much I don't know
, and it's just fragments of information. How much can I possibly guess? My mind is a complete mess.
Judging from their chat history, my wife Bingbing still trusts me, yet I've done something so wrong to her.
It's true what they say, old habits die hard. Thinking about it, I felt a pang of sadness. Thinking about my
sordid affair with Tingting, my heart was filled with guilt towards Bingbing.
I kept scrutinizing the text on WeChat, trying to piece together the truth bit by bit. Suddenly,
my eyes fell on the sentence, "Wife, stop going out and having fun, focus on your work." Wait, this clearly
isn't Bingbing's tone; it sounds like… Xiaobai's. Good heavens, why is Xiaobai using Bingbing's phone to reply to messages
? Could it be that Xiaobai and Bingbing are together? What are they doing together? In a moment of panic, the image Tingting had just shown me flashed before my eyes
: Tingting pinned down by Xiaobai, while Bingbing stood beside them,
being wantonly fondled by Xiaobai. No, perhaps it was Bingbing pinned down by Xiaobai, her vagina mercilessly
penetrated from behind by his penis, while Tingting watched with schadenfreude—or perhaps not just schadenfreude
, but taking pictures. Maybe it was on her phone. I quickly opened Tingting's phone's photo album,
carefully searching through it, but I couldn't find it? How could that be?! A strange sense of disappointment washed over me. Perhaps
things weren't as bad as I thought? Perhaps Bingbing was just coincidentally with Xiaobai. "Damn it," I
cursed myself inwardly. Bingbing was on a business trip; what reason would there be for it to be a coincidence? Unless Bingbing wasn't really on a business trip.
Right, I'll call Bingbing's colleagues and ask them if she really was on a business trip, won't I? Thinking of this
, I quickly searched for my phone and finally found it in my pants pocket on the floor.
I crouched down, took the phone, and sneaked into the bedroom, locking the door behind me. Luckily, I had the phone
numbers of several of Bingbing's colleagues. I found Xiaoli (the colleague Bingbing said had to go home for her older brother's wedding). I'd met her a few
times, so I knew her somewhat. I took a deep breath to calm myself down and then dialed
Xiaoli's number. After a few pleasantries, I got straight to the point.
"Xiaoli, how did your older brother's wedding go?" I asked subtly, trying not to be too obvious.
If Xiaoli sensed something and went to Bingbing, it would be troublesome.
"Yeah, it went pretty well. I have to thank Sister Ruoshui this time. If she hadn't gone on the business trip for me, I wouldn't know how to
explain it to my older brother," Xiaoli said on the other end of the phone. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness,
Bingbing hadn't lied to me; she really had gone on the business trip for Xiaoli.
"Oh, no need to be so polite, marriage is a big deal."
"Please don't say that. I asked several people, but no one was available. Luckily, Sister Ruoshui stepped in
and helped me out. Sister Ruoshui is such a good person. Let me tell you, don't bully her, or I wo
n't let you off the hook!"
"How could I dare? She's the one who bullies me."
"That's good. Don't make up stories. Hehe, by the way, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"This… um… how should I put it…" I almost forgot why I called Xiaoli. I
didn't even make up an excuse first. I couldn't tell Xiaoli the truth. If I didn't find a suitable excuse, and Xiaoli
told Bingbing about it, Bingbing would definitely have a hard time. I murmured for a moment, then said, "Ruoshui,"
it felt strange calling my wife by her real name for the first time. "My wife is coming back from her business trip in a couple of days, right? I want to surprise her
. Do you know what time her flight is?"
"Wow, I'm so envious! You're such a good man. Wait, let me ask the administrative assistant for you." There was
a commotion on the other end of the phone, then Xiaoli's voice came through again, "The assistant doesn't know either, it's not decided yet
. But I think you should just stay home and not go to the airport to show off your love."
"Why?"
"Because President Li is going with her this time. Think about it, if you suddenly surprise your wife
at the airport and your boss is watching, how embarrassing would that be?" So Ruoshui's boss is President Li. I didn't know that for the first time.
"Oh, thank you. I'll check again. I'll hang up now." After
hanging up with Xiaoli, I felt like I was just overthinking things. Maybe that "wife" was just Bingbing
's playful way of addressing Tingting. But Bingbing wasn't alone
on her business trip. What if that so-called CEO Li had slept with her? I cursed myself inwardly: I'm going crazy, seeing threats everywhere
! Does it mean Bingbing has to be with a man to sleep with him? Do I only feel at peace when my wife is cheating on me? Am I insane?
In an instant, I decided to break up with Tingting and go back to living a good life with my Bingbing. But
when I recalled Tingting's soft, alluring eyes and seductive expression, my heart wavered.
Anyway, Bingbing won't be back until the day after tomorrow, so I'll just go crazy for two more days. I'll stop going crazy when Bingbing comes back.
I gathered my thoughts and opened the bedroom door, stepping out.
When I turned to the living room, I froze. I didn't know when, but Tingting had come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe
, sitting on the sofa with her legs bare, staring intently at her phone. Damn it, I was in such a rush that I forgot
to put Tingting's phone back. Tingting must have found out something. Fine, if he knows, he knows.
I'll just lay it all out. It just means a couple less days of crazy fun with Tingting, and I can get back to my normal life. With that thought,
I felt relieved and slowly walked over to Tingting.
Tingting raised her head, her big, round eyes wide with anger as she glared at me.
I curled my lip in disdain, thinking to myself, "So what if I peeked at your phone?" But I avoided her gaze
. I didn't know what I was afraid of; maybe it was because I felt guilty.
I don't know how long Tingting stared at me, but I heard her sigh softly and say, "You know everything
?"
I nodded, then shook my head. I could roughly guess
what had happened, but I really didn't know the truth.
"What do you mean?" Tingting asked, surprisingly calmly.
"What was the bet?"
"No bet."
"Huh?" I gasped in surprise. How could this be? This was just a freebie for me! Was this for real?
"Surprised? My husband just lets me do this..." Tingting blushed slightly, bit her lip, and
said with difficulty, "Crazy, sleeping with another man, and even doing... It's unbelievable, isn't it? Humph... How could a
chauvinist like you, who only thinks about his own pleasure and fantasizes about having all sorts of beautiful women at his feet, possibly
believe that? Have you ever thought about whether this is fair to your wife Bingbing?"
My face burned. Before marriage, my lifestyle wasn't exactly carefree. Marrying a wife like Bingbing
was a blessing I'd accumulated over several lifetimes, yet I almost still thought about philandering.
"It's come to this, there's nothing more to say. I'm leaving." Tingting said somewhat sadly.
Hearing Tingting say she was leaving, I actually felt a little reluctant. Zhong Wei, Zhong Wei, you were just repenting,
how could you still be thinking about cheating?
I was lost in thought and didn't know what to say, while Tingting was about to stand up. I quickly tried to stop her, saying, "Actually...
actually, I have another question." Actually, I didn't even know what to ask.
"You want to know if my husband and your wife slept together?" Tingting said dismissively. "Hmph, my husband and Xiaobai
went on a business trip on the same day and came back on the same day. Don't you find that strange?"
"Ah, could it be..." My heart jumped into my throat.
"Hmph, let me tell you, Bingbing and my husband are together right now, do you believe me?"
"Don't say anymore..." I was a little overwhelmed. I took a deep breath and interrupted Tingting. To be
honest, I really didn't have the courage to continue. Actually, when I saw the WeChat message, I had already imagined all sorts of possibilities.
I thought my previous speculation was the most reasonable, but I didn't expect that my worst fears would still come true. It's already happened,
and there's no point in dwelling on it anymore. I sighed and said, "No matter what, I was also wrong. I won't blame
my wife." Would blaming her help? Now, besides telling myself to be more tolerant and let it go, what else can I do?
Should I get a divorce?
Tingting looked at me with some surprise, not expecting me to say such a thing.
I paused, gazing at Tingting's delicate face, and said affectionately, "Actually, what I want to ask is, we
've already...done that...why are you still hiding it from me?"
Suddenly, Tingting collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "Because I'm cheap..."
My heart melted at the sight of the tears in Tingting's eyes. I knelt down, hugged her shoulders, and
gently embraced her. Tingting obediently lay on my lap, trying to control her emotions, and whispered
, "That day, in the KTV restroom, the way you suddenly got angry bewitched me. I felt
like you were taking my body away, and I didn't dare disobey you. Later, you came to my house, and after that night, I became deeply
addicted to that feeling. I was conflicted. I knew that if I told you about us, everything would be over
. That night, I couldn't sleep. I thought about you all night, and it wasn't until the early hours of the morning that I finally made up my mind not to see you anymore.
But when you came to my company, somehow, my heart just fell into your hands without any resistance... Wei," she said
, her eyes brimming with tears as she gazed at me tenderly. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"I understand, but maybe I'm not as good as you think..." I'm not an idiot, of course I understand
what Tingting is saying, but I didn't expect Tingting to be so infatuated with me, which surprised me quite a bit. With Tingting's
temperament, I'm afraid I can only pursue her.
"No matter how good you are to me, it's not as good as Xiaobai is to me. He's very obedient to me, but I just don't feel anything;
with you, I feel a deep-seated attachment, especially the authority you have when you're angry, my heart
can't help but be given to you." Tingting interrupted me and said, "You didn't expect this, did you? This plan was my idea."
"Uh, Xiaobai actually agreed?" To be honest, I really didn't expect it was Tingting who proposed the plan. Subconsciously, I
always thought that Xiaobai coveted Bingbing and designed this farce.
"Hmm, if your wife suggested seducing other men, you couldn't do it, could you?" Tingting's emotions had gradually
calmed down. She rolled over and nestled into my arms, looking at me as she said, "But Xiaobai could. Okay,
let me tell you the truth. Once, someone invited Xiaobai and me to a certain island, but
we couldn't go due to time constraints. Later, the organizer gave us a souvenir album." Tingting smiled slyly,
"We didn't go, and I wasn't particularly interested or concerned about it. My husband, however, was quite interested and
chatted a lot with the organizer. Later, my husband accidentally saw your photo on Bingbing's phone and told me about it. That's when
I realized you look a lot like the 'White Dragon in the Waves' in the album. Considering the timeline, you hadn't even
met Bingbing yet, and you just jokingly mentioned it to her. You can guess what happened next—we made a bet, just for
fun, but I never imagined it would turn out like this. Maybe you're some kind of karmic debt I owed from a past life. Sigh
..."
"What are you betting on?" Actually, I was more concerned about the stakes.
"It's really just for fun, there are no stakes. Don't worry, Xiaobai is a good man, he's all talk and no action. He's
just on a business trip with Bingbing, nothing will happen."
"Uh, why are they on a business trip together?" I was even more confused.
"Tch, he doesn't care about his wife at all. Bingbing's boss is my husband, Xiaobai."
"Really?" I was genuinely surprised, but I really didn't pay much attention to my wife's company affairs, only...
She was one of my wife's colleagues, whom I'd only met a few times. It seems I haven't been paying enough attention to her.
"How could you not know?"
"Sigh, you're so careless. Luckily, my boss is my husband, otherwise..."
I could only stammer, letting Tingting nag.
"Alright, that's enough. Now that the truth is out, let's not deceive ourselves anymore. Let's
... call it a day." With that, Tingting struggled to her feet, preparing to change her clothes.
"Um... you're just going back like this... what will you do if Xiaobai finds out about us?" I grabbed
Tingting's slender hand, suddenly feeling a pang of reluctance to let her go.
"It's okay, Xiaobai won't blame me. We're just looking for some excitement, some fun in our lives
. Have you heard of the seven-year itch? You haven't been married long enough, there are some things you might not understand."
"If you really want to leave, wait until tomorrow, it's so late now." I hugged Tingting from behind and
said in a deep voice, "Be my wife for one night, okay? Just one night..."
Tingting slumped weakly in my arms and nodded silently.
That night, Tingting and I prepared a late-night snack, as a last dinner before parting. We acted like a
real couple, I washed the dishes and vegetables, and she cooked. We talked a lot, and I frankly told
her about the crazy things I did when I was single before I got married. These were things I would never dare to say in front of Bingbing, but
I could be very open with Tingting. As we talked, our passion naturally arose, and we made love.
The next day, when I woke up, Tingting had already packed her things and left. I stroked the empty pillow beside me,
my thoughts racing, as if I were in a dream.
Another day passed, and sure enough, Bingbing returned. After that night's conversation with Tingting, I felt I owed
Bingbing a great deal. Upon seeing her again, I couldn't help but rush over and hug her tightly. Bingbing seemed
moved by my passion; her body trembled slightly, then she let me hold her close. I eagerly picked
her up and carried her to the bedroom, tossing her onto the bed, and then quickly removed our restraints
. Bingbing responded passionately, suddenly holding my face and saying tenderly, "Husband, you're
so good. No matter what you were like in the past, even now, you haven't changed, I still love you."
I was stunned, unsure how to respond. I smiled awkwardly, kissing Bingbing
's skin deeply. It smelled so good, a pure, simple fragrance, without a trace of masculinity. My heart
ached. At that moment, I vowed to treat Bingbing well.
I stroked Bingbing's smooth skin. Although I hadn't actually lost Bingbing, after that night's conversation with Tingting,
deep down it felt as if I had already lost her once. I caressed her tenderly, and Bingbing obediently
closed her eyes, enjoying my touch. I knew that sex was something taboo and shameful for Bingbing; we
rarely talked about it openly. Everything was done silently. I caressed Bingbing quietly,
and she, like a small lamb, silently accepted all my actions, without resistance or
any other expression. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind: if it were Tingting, she would definitely take the initiative to caress my body,
touching my penis, my genitals, my testicles, perhaps even bringing her mouth close to mine,
begging me to insert it into her mouth. But this thought was fleeting. I quickly
pulled myself back to reality. I told myself that everyone has their own unique characteristics, and I owed Bingbing
too much. I would use my skills and abilities to make it up to her. My lips traced a path
down Bingbing's neck, following her fair skin, kissing her slender waist, and moving downwards to her mysterious triangle
. I decided to give my wife Bingbing a good oral sex, to let her enjoy the pleasure of lovemaking. Just as I was about to continue
kissing downwards, Bingbing reached out and blocked her triangle, moaning, "No, it's dirty there.
" "It's okay, your husband isn't afraid."
"No, honey, please don't do this, okay?"
I smiled secretly, thinking, "My darling, you're enjoying oral sex. Once I make you feel good, you'll be begging
for me next time." I ignored her objections and continued kissing.
But then Bingbing blocked me with her hand, supporting me, saying, "Honey, no, I'm not used to it. I just got
back from a business trip, I'm too tired. Next time, okay?"
"Okay, then." I reluctantly gave up. Anyway, there's plenty of time; training my wife to be like Tingting
isn't something that can be done overnight. I raised my head, ready to kiss Bingbing.
To my surprise, Bingbing turned her head away, frowning, and said, "No, honey, it's dirty. Go wash your mouth, then
I'll let you kiss me again. Be good, honey..."
I shrugged, thinking to myself that Bingbing wasn't Tingting, so how could she accept this? I had no choice but to stop kissing her
and continue caressing her body, following our old marital habits, and methodically pressed myself against Bingbing
...
In the days that followed, I treated Bingbing very well. I felt I wasn't good enough for her, and all I could do was try my best
to be good to her. Our sex life was also harmonious and uneventful. But I always felt something was missing,
perhaps a little bit of my wickedness. I didn't dare bring up the topic of sex in front of Bingbing. Several times I really
wanted to ask her what happened when she went out with Xiaobai that day, and how much she knew about my nickname, "Little White Dragon of the Waves
." I really wanted to share my past sexual experiences with her (of course, only premarital ones). This
was a burden for me; perhaps saying it would make me feel much lighter. Sometimes I fantasize that perhaps Bingbing
would accept all of this willingly. But I quickly realize how naive I am. With my wife and I having
such traditional sex, how could she accept my promiscuous premarital life? In the face of the innocent Bingbing, perhaps all I have left
is shame.
I've thought about trying to "teach" Bingbing a lesson, but looking at her innocent and pure face, I don't dare tear off my hypocritical
mask. I'm afraid Bingbing will abandon me forever, and I ultimately lack the courage. Perhaps, if
something really happened between Bingbing and Xiaobai, my pressure wouldn't be so great.
Occasionally, I think of Tingting. What would it be like if she were my wife? Maybe I wouldn't have this...
I felt so guilty. But I didn't know how things were going between her and Song Shiqi. In the following weeks, my restless
heart became even more agitated, and my desire for Tingting intensified. As for why, I dared not
think too much about it.
Fate is always unpredictable. One day, I came home from work, and Bingbing said to me, "Are you free this weekend?
Let's go to Tingting's house and have dinner together."
Suddenly, my heart started pounding, as if struck by something
. A feeling that had been suppressed for so long seemed to suddenly dissipate. I felt I might have lost my composure, and I
tried to suppress it, saying in an almost trembling voice, "I...I'm fine, okay, let's have
dinner together."
Fortunately, my wife was about to wash the dishes and didn't notice anything amiss. I
really wanted the weekend to come quickly; for some reason, I fell asleep very late that night.
Finally, the weekend arrived, and I got up early at 9 am, pretending I had forgotten about going over for
dinner, and started playing a game on the computer. I randomly joined a random group, knowing I was already a bit
distracted; I didn't want to be blocked by the gamers. Sure enough, despite pretending to play seriously
, as if completely immersed, the team kept wiping.
After a while, Bingbing finally couldn't hold back and complained, "Playing games first thing in the morning, can't a person get
any sleep?"
I apologized repeatedly, but it was no use. Bingbing was already awake and couldn't sleep anymore, so she got up
, spent a lot of time washing up, and then started choosing clothes. My heart was pounding; once Bingbing was dressed ,
we could leave.
"Honey, can you stop playing? You haven't changed your clothes yet!" Bingbing complained.
"I was just about to change, it's the weekend," I feigned ignorance and asked.
"Honestly, didn't I already tell you we were going to Tingting's for dinner this weekend? It's only been a few days, and you
still have such a bad memory. Haha, no more playing around." Bingbing came over and randomly pressed keys on my keyboard.
"Okay, okay, I won't play anymore. I know I was wrong, I forgot again." I obediently shut down the computer.
Hehe, let the random group die.
Seeing that I actually obediently shut down the computer, my wife Bingbing was obviously very satisfied with my performance, and
a happy smile appeared on her face. She immediately forgave me and took my hand, saying, "Honey,
do you think this outfit looks good on me?" Tingting picked out a dress.
"It looks good, it looks good." I couldn't wait to see Tingting, so naturally I thought it looked good. If it didn't look good, she
would have spent a long time choosing.
"I told you I had good taste." Sure enough, Bingbing put on the white dress with satisfaction
and even picked out a pair of black plaid stockings to wear. What a waste of time.
After finally getting everything changed, we were finally ready to leave. But when we got to the entryway, my wife's old habit kicked in again – she couldn't decide
which shoes to choose. After comparing them for a while, I spotted a pair that looked newer and
suggested, "These are pretty new, aren't they? Why don't you wear these?"
"They are pretty, but..." Bingbing hesitated.
"Don't they fit?"
"No, they're quite comfortable."
"But what? I think they look great and are comfortable." I was getting a little impatient.
"Honey, you think they look good too, okay then." Bingbing finally accepted my suggestion.
Ah, finally we could leave. I breathed a long sigh of relief.
Although it wasn't far from Tingting's house, the journey at home had taken so long that we didn't arrive until almost 11 pm
.
Xiaobai opened the door and let us in, giving us two pairs of slippers. Bingbing and I took off our shoes
and were about to put on the slippers when I caught a glimpse of Bingbing's flushed face, which was actually tinged with a hint of shyness.
Looking up, I saw Xiaobai staring at Bingbing's ankles with a strange look. Suddenly, I remembered—weren't these the shoes
Xiaobai had given my wife? Why did I let her wear them? Wouldn't that make Xiaobai misunderstand and think Bingbing had
feelings for him? Otherwise, why would she wear shoes he gave her when she came to his house as a guest? How could I have forgotten about that? Oh well,
I couldn't worry about that now. Let him think what he wants; I hadn't lost anything anyway.
We changed into slippers and Xiaobai welcomed us into the room. As soon as we entered, I frantically looked around, searching for
Tingting. But even after we sat on the sofa, Tingting still hadn't appeared. I
watched TV absentmindedly, half-heartedly going through the motions of our conversation, my mind completely elsewhere .
My recollection was something about mismatched clothes and shoes, or perhaps some work-related matter.
At that moment, my heart felt like it was being burned by a pillar, anxious and restless, and I still couldn't see Tingting.
I finally couldn't resist interrupting Xiaobai and Bingbing's conversation. I picked up the small teacup on the table to hide my emotions
, composed myself, and tried to sound natural as I said, "Um, where's Tingting?"
I didn't know what Bingbing and Xiaobai were talking about, but I saw Xiaobai making Bingbing laugh so hard she was shaking. I
couldn't help but feel a little jealous. What were they talking about that made them so happy?
Hearing my question, Xiaobai stopped and said, "Oh, her. She thought you two were both lazybones
and wouldn't come so early. She's still shopping at the supermarket."
Bingbing said coquettishly, "It's all because of my husband," and then gently pushed me, "He
got up early to play games and woke me up..."
"Oh, what were you talking about that made you so happy?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, it's nothing, just some work-related stuff." Xiaobai was about to explain when Bingbing interrupted
, "Honey, that's very rude of you! We've been chatting for ages, and you don't even know
what we're talking about? What's going on in your head?"
Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation on my face, as if my wife had caught me cheating. I retorted
, "I don't understand your work, and I don't know how to respond to what you're saying."
Xiaobai quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Brother Zhong, I'm so sorry, it's my fault for not being hospitable. There's no wine now, let's
have tea first, and I'll apologize properly when we eat later."
"You said it yourself, you have to punish yourself with three drinks before we drink later."
How could I let my wife get away with making me so happy? I thought to myself. Although I was curious about what they were talking about, I was too embarrassed to
ask further, but I was still very curious.
Just then, I heard the door open, followed by a familiar voice: "Oh, why are you
here so early? I just bought the groceries..."
My restless heart felt as if a gentle breeze had swept over it, instantly soothing it. I saw Tingting wearing a
white lace-trimmed blouse with open sleeves, and a black fur-trimmed skirt, revealing her fair thighs. She was
bending over, sticking out her sexy buttocks, slowly taking off her black boots. My heart was instantly
filled again.
Seeing this, Xiaobai quickly went over to help with the groceries. I couldn't help but stand up as well. Tingting took off her boots,
turned around, and saw me. Our eyes met, and like thieves, we simultaneously looked away.
Then, surprisingly, we smiled slightly in unison.
Tingting opened her arms and walked towards Bingbing, saying in a sweet voice, "Bingbing, I missed you so much!"
Bingbing also stood up and hugged Tingting, coquettishly saying, "Mmm... Ugh, so cheesy."
Tingting's arms were around Bingbing, but her eyes were fixed on me. I looked away timidly,
yet reluctant to leave, and stole another glance at Tingting. Tingting actually winked at me and gave me a charming smile.
For a moment, I panicked, feeling a little lost.
"Okay, hurry up and cook. I'm starving by the time you're done," Bingbing gently nudged Tingting.
"Then why don't you come help me? You're so lazy!" Tingting laughed, trying to pull Bingbing inside. Bingbing, however
, refused, laughing and scolding that she was a guest and didn't want to be a maid. Tingting didn't care about that and
forcibly dragged Bingbing into the kitchen.
Xiaobai and I exchanged a smile, shrugged helplessly, and sat down to continue drinking tea, chatting idly
. A little while later, Tingting came out carrying a plate of something burnt black. We could vaguely tell there
were egg yolks in the ingredients. Tingting wiggled her hips and scolded Xiaobai, "Honey, you should do it.
Mine really doesn't look good."
"I told you you couldn't do it, but you insisted on showing off. I was the one cooking yesterday. You think you can learn it in a minute? Really
..." As she spoke, Xiaobai gently flicked Tingting's forehead with her finger. Tingting playfully stuck out her tongue,
gave Xiaobai a light kiss, and then Xiaobai went into the kitchen. @@@ So, only Tingting and I were left in the living room,
two people who couldn't cook, sitting awkwardly on the sofa. I glanced at Tingting; she was still
so vibrant and captivating, her skin still so fair, and those alluring, slender legs still haunted my dreams
. In just a few weeks, we felt like strangers, with so much to say but nowhere to express it. I
felt Tingting seemed to feel the same way; although her eyes never left the TV, she kept shifting her posture,
as if she shared my anxiety.
I mustered my courage and broke the awkward silence: "Your husband is so nice. He seems so refined, and he even
cooks. He's a true gentleman of the new generation. I'm so unlucky; I can't do anything."
Tingting chuckled and said, "It's alright, me too. I can't do anything either. Besides, everyone has
their strengths. He's not perfect either; he snores like a madman when he sleeps, and you can't either..."
She smiled slightly, then covered her mouth and said nothing more.
I chuckled and said casually, "Your husband does snore quite loudly." It was as if we both simultaneously
recalled that night I came to her house, Xiaobai was snoring in the bedroom, and I had just
given Tingting a good hard time on this sofa—it felt amazing.
"Yeah, and he slept so soundly, I couldn't wake him no matter what I did."
"It's a pity, things have changed." I stroked the sofa, thinking about how to subtly hint to Tingting that I was thinking about that night
.
"What do you mean, 'things have changed'?" Tingting winked mischievously and smiled. I felt she was deliberately
making things difficult for me. But I enjoyed her teasing. I slowly relaxed and began to shamelessly scan her
body. I wondered what lay beneath her high breasts. Even though I'd touched them many times,
they still looked so mysterious, full of a seductive allure.
"You missed me?" Tingting, feeling the burning gaze in my eyes, didn't shy away from the challenge, directly provoking me, and said softly
.
I never expected Tingting to be so direct, and I was speechless for a moment. "I..."
"I know, you only have Bingbing in your heart right now, how could you have me?" Tingting's tone was slightly resentful.
I didn't know if she was faking it, but I felt as if my heart had shattered. Only one thought crossed my mind: How could you think
like that?
"How could I... How could you think like that? I have so much to say, but
her husband is in the kitchen right now. Although he might not be able to hear me, my mouth felt sealed shut, and I couldn't defend myself .
"In all this time, have you even called me once? Texted me once? What am I supposed to think? If we hadn't agreed to
have dinner together today, would you have never seen me again?" Tingting said, her eyes glistening with
tears.
I panicked immediately, wanting to pull Tingting into my arms. Sometimes I really couldn't understand Tingting. I
never expected her to be so devoted to me. I was truly deeply moved. But
what would be the result if things continued like this? My face was filled with shame, and I said dryly, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry? You haven't apologized to me for anything. It's my own fault for being so pathetic."
I didn't care about that anymore. I gently took Tingting's slender hand and said sincerely, "I miss you so much,
I can't stop thinking about you, but I don't know what to do. I know I'm a man, I have to be responsible, but for a moment
I don't know what to choose. I'm sorry, baby." I involuntarily called her "baby."
"Then why haven't you..." Tingting finally showed a slight smile of happiness.
"I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. We've already wronged Bingbing and your husband Xiaobai."
"Why don't you just let them be like that too? Don't you think your wife and my husband are a better match?" Tingting was very...
Satisfied with my answer, she said dismissively.
My heart skipped a beat. Judging from his demeanor and style, Xiaobai was clearly more suitable to be Bingbing's husband. I was a
chauvinist, useless, and with a bad temper. Xiaobai was much more refined than me, and
could even cook a good meal. But how could I bear to hand Bingbing over to someone else? I didn't want to ruin everything I
'd worked so hard to appease Tingting, so I said perfunctorily, "We'll talk about that later..."
"You can't bear to part with her, can you? Bingbing is definitely more important to you. You're willing to let me go..." Tingting slapped
my hand hard, saying resentfully, "Then why are you touching her? Your wife is in the kitchen, go touch her there!"
"Please don't do that, baby," I pulled Tingting's hand back, gently stroking her fingers.
My mind was a mess, frantically searching for words to excuse myself: "I mean, it's too fast, Bingbing
can't handle it."
Tingting's fingers were so beautiful; my heart couldn't help but flutter. Why don't I feel this way when I hold Bingbing's hand
?
"Then I'll go tell Bingbing now." Tingting said, heading towards the kitchen.
I was terrified, forcing a smile, "No way, you two didn't already plan this?
Telling her now?"
"I'm not afraid of Xiaobai finding out, are you afraid of your wife Bingbing finding out?" Tingting asked directly.
"I..." If I said I was afraid, wouldn't that be embarrassing? If I wasn't afraid, who knew if Tingting was joking
? What if she was serious?
"Hmph," Tingting smiled seductively, then stood up and leaned against the edge of the sofa, then called towards the kitchen:
"Bingbing, come out quickly..."
"Damn!" I leaped off the sofa and pounced on Tingting, about to cover her
mouth. Tingting clearly anticipated this, swaying her lithe waist, dodging the attack, her eyelashes curving
as she smiled, "Your husband is bullying me."
Just a moment ago her eyes were watery, now they were blooming with a radiant smile. I really don't understand women.
I realized I'd been manipulated by Tingting, but the way I stood up earlier made me look fierce, and
everyone who saw me would believe I'd bullied her. I had no choice but to pretend to be calm and glance towards the kitchen. Luckily, no one should have seen me.
From inside the kitchen, I heard my wife, Bingbing, say impatiently, "You worthless woman, you didn't come to help,
you made me come out! Come in and say what you have to say."
"Your husband bullied me," Tingting laughed.
"Then go find your husband! It's no use coming to me. Who told you to be bullied by him?" Bingbing ignored her.
"You two adulterers!" Tingting put her hands on her hips and yelled at Xiaobai, "Honey, someone's bullying
your wife, aren't you going to do anything about it?"
Xiaobai chuckled and said, "It's okay, I'll get revenge on his wife."
"You dare?" Bingbing shouted in a delicate voice, followed by the heavy sound of knives clashing in the kitchen, as if a fight
was about to break out.
Then we heard Xiaobai's authoritative voice: "Han Ruoshui, how could you point a knife at the leader
? Put it down right now, or your bonus for this month will be deducted!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down, your health is important. I was just joking," Bingbing immediately softened
, mimicking a TV accent. We knew what had happened in the kitchen, but Bingbing's teasing made Tingting and me
burst into laughter. For a moment, everyone was immersed in the joyful atmosphere and had forgotten
everything that had just happened.
"You shameless hussy, you bastard! The harem still belongs to me, Your Majesty is my Majesty,"
Tingting said with a coquettish laugh.
"Then what am I?" I was speechless.
Xiaobai shrugged helplessly, indicating that it had nothing to do with him; it was all the two women's fault for courting disaster.
"We're still missing a eunuch," Tingting said, patting my head. "Little Zhongzi, aren't you going to pay your
respects to me?"
I almost spat out blood. "Then I'll be a revolutionary!" I struck a Bruce Lee challenge pose and
said to Xiaobai, "Quickly give me back my wife, or I'll show you what I'm capable of."
Xiaobai was amused by my pose. He, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't sit still anymore. He
cupped his hands and said, "Have mercy, brave warrior! I have three thousand concubines in my harem. I don't know which one you're referring to.
If you like, you can take them all, but please spare my life!"
"Smack." Tingting casually threw the newspaper on the table at him. The newspaper wasn't very important to begin with, and besides, Tingting
wasn't really serious about it. It floated limply over, and Xiaobai caught it.
Tingting playfully scolded, "A harem of three thousand? Can you even afford to keep them? You should be grateful you have me and Bingbing."
She then turned around, reaching out to slap me, but I nimbly dodged. Seeing I missed, Tingting
said, "Come here."
I reluctantly went over, and Tingting gently poked me with her finger, scolding, "You're making such
nonsense about being a eunuch? You can't do that!"
"Uh, uh," I replied perfunctorily, knowing it was just a joke, and I only wanted to make Tingting happy. So
I made a curtsy and said 'Zha'.
Sure enough, Tingting was amused by this, her breasts jiggling wildly, making me a little horrified
. I whispered, "Can a eunuch serve the Empress?"
Tingting looked at me meaningfully, a half-smile on her face, and said, "A real eunuch can, a fake eunuch can't."
Damn it, if I really became a eunuch, what would I be able to serve the Empress?
And so, we joked around, and soon the food was ready. Our two families sat together happily.
Bingbing and Xiaobai brought out the food, and Tingting and I, who can't cook, could only help by serving the food
to pretend we were doing something. Once everyone was seated, Bingbing and I sat on one side, and Xiaobai and Tingting sat opposite us. There were only
four of us, and we simply prepared five or six dishes, mainly this red crab, which I especially love. As soon as it was on the table,
I was about to pick up my chopsticks when Bingbing tapped my hand and said, "The host hasn't even touched their chopsticks yet, how dare you
start?" I had no choice but to give up.
Xiaobai raised her hand, smiled, and said, "We're all family, no need to be polite." As she spoke, she picked up a red crab...
I put one in my bowl, then picked one up for my wife Bingbing, and then added another for her. I put down
my chopsticks, picked up my wine glass, and said, "I apologize for the poor hospitality, Brother Zhong, please help yourself."
I hadn't known before that Xiao Bai was actually my wife's boss. He seemed refined and very unassuming.
I'm just the owner of a private company; people call me "boss" to put it nicely, but I'm
really just a store manager, at least for now. Xiao Bai is a department general manager of a listed company. I don't know
if he earns more than me, but I'm sure he manages far more people—a true boss! Yet,
Xiao Bai always calls me "Brother Zhong" politely. He's unassuming, has a good temper, and is an excellent cook
. This time at dinner, he even proactively served me food. I couldn't help but secretly admire Xiao Bai. After
a few rounds of drinks, everyone was slightly tipsy. Xiao Bai poured me a full glass of wine, took my hand, and said, "It's
not really a good time to drink at midday, but I don't usually have a chance to drink with Brother Zhong. This is a rare opportunity, and besides
, how can men call themselves brothers if they don't have a drink together?"
My face felt a little hot. This wine was quite potent; I didn't know what kind it was. I'd never felt it
go on so easily before. My face felt hot, and I felt a surge of heroic spirit. Naturally, I clinked glasses with him and
downed it in one gulp. I squinted and looked over. Tingting and Bingbing both had flushed faces. They were drinking Rio.
This wine starts like soda, but the effect gradually builds up, and someone who can't hold their liquor can easily get drunk.
I leered at Tingting, my eyes glazed over, and laughed, "See? You said I bullied you, but your husband's here for
revenge. Come on, Xiaobai, bottoms up!"
"No, Brother Zhong, I just wanted to drink with you, not for revenge," Xiaobai said
, seeing me down my drink in one gulp. He didn't dare slack off and drank his too, waving his hand with a smile.
"Really? I've been bullied, and you're still drinking with him like this? Don't you love me anymore?
5555!" Tingting said, then pretended to cry. The three of us laughed; her crying was so fake. Xiaobai smiled
and put his arm around her shoulder; through the openwork sleeves, we could vaguely see Tingting's snow-white skin. Xiaobai casually
patted Tingting's shoulder and said, "Okay, okay, baby, don't be angry. Tell your husband,
how did Brother Zhong bully you? Did he flirt with you?"
My heart skipped a beat, and my face flushed, as if I had been caught peeping at Tingting. I
felt a little guilty. Tingting's feigned crying stopped. I heard Xiaobai continue,
"That's right, nothing like that happened. Don't be naughty. Besides, if he flirted with you, I'd get
revenge on his wife."
Bingbing picked up the cup, pretending to throw it, and laughed, "You dare?"
I glanced at Tingting and smiled at Xiaobai, "If you want revenge, then go for it."
"Given that his wife is too fierce, unlike my wife who is gentle and tender, I think we should forget about revenge for now
," Xiaobai comforted Tingting. "
Hmph." Okay then. What can I do? I'm a tolerant and gentle beauty. "Tingting gave a soft
hum.
"Show-off," Bingbing pouted.
"By the way, Xiaobai, you said yourself that you were being unhospitable and should punish yourself with three drinks," I said with a smile,
subconsciously wanting to get Xiaobai drunk.
"What? We weren't unhospitable at all. What happened? Was our food and drinks not plentiful enough today
?"
"No, no, when we were chatting in the living room, your husband was only focused on pleasing my wife and
chatting with her, ignoring me."
"Hmph."
"No, no, that's not it," Xiaobai protested, "Wife, let me explain, it's like this,
Bingbing and I were talking about something, and then we accidentally forgot about Brother Zhong."
"What were you talking about?"
"Um," Xiaobai scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said, "Today, I felt that Bingbing's
clothes didn't match, so I discussed the concept of clothing with her."
Bingbing pouted, "It's all my husband's idea, he's the one who suggested I wear those high heels."
Tingting smiled and said, "Go put them on and let my husband help you take a look. He's the one who helps me choose my clothes."
Bingbing agreed, then went to the entryway and put on the high heels that Xiaobai had given her before.
Then she walked in front of us and stood like a model. I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn't notice
. Now that I see it, I also feel that something is strange. Just as I was about to speak, Xiaobai said, "
I felt something was off when I was at the door. The pair of shoes I gave you are strappy heels, it's best not to wear stockings with them.
Try taking off your stockings."
Bingbing did as she was told, and sat down on the sofa in front of us, slightly turning her body, and then put her hand
inside her skirt, preparing to take off her stockings. Tingting glanced at me furtively, but I didn't react, simply smiling
in response. Everything was already flowing naturally, and I didn't want any complications to disrupt the balance.
Perhaps if you say nothing, no one will realize anything. Once it's revealed, it might backfire.
My wife, Bingbing, skillfully removed her stockings in front of us and then put on her high heels. Sure
enough, without the stockings, she looked even more sexy and alluring. Her nimble little feet were meticulously and rhythmically bound with rope
, her fair, tender flesh subtly divided into small squares, as if a noble soul was being restrained,
evoking both pity and arousing lust.
Xiaobai stared intently at Bingbing, scrutinizing her from head to toe
, as if his gaze could penetrate her clothes. Xiao Bai gestured slightly forward, pointing at Bingbing and saying,
"Slightly lift your left knee, yes, just touch the ground with your toes, pinch your chin with your hand, and slightly turn your body to the side
. Hmm, right..." Under Xiao Bai's guidance, Bingbing struck a sexy and alluring pose.
"It still feels like something's missing, the clothes don't quite match," Xiao Bai said thoughtfully.
"I think it's already very good, it's a pleasant surprise for my husband."
"No, your wife's breasts are a bit small," Xiaobai had entered a certain state, shamelessly
commenting on my wife's figure. Tingting and I just smiled slightly, but Bingbing, upon hearing Xiaobai say her breasts were small, was
furious and pounced on him, showering him with punches. Tingting and I quickly stopped her.
I laughed, "Wife, no, just kidding. I like your type. Let him finish."
Bingbing, who was also joking, chimed in, "Then I'll listen to your profound opinion, Xiaobai. Be careful,
or I'll beat you up."
Xiaobai took a sip of water and continued, "Your breasts aren't big to begin with. Is the problem mainly with your
husband?"
"Me?" I said in surprise.
"Of course it's you," Xiaobai gently patted my shoulder. "Look at my wife, do you know why
? Every day before we have sex, I massage her breasts to stimulate them, allowing her sex hormones to be fully
secreted, and her breasts gradually become bigger and fuller. If you don't believe me, ask my Tingting." He then pointed to Tingting's
impressive breasts. Compared to Tingting, Bingbing's breasts were indeed much less impressive.
"That's not right, I often touch myself before bed too," Bingbing asked疑惑地问道.
"When you touch yourself, do you feel anything?" Xiaobai asked directly.
"Why do I need to feel anything?"
"You need to feel stimulation yourself, sexual stimulation, and then it will stimulate the body's hormone secretion."
"Oh," Bingbing nodded, seemingly understanding.
Xiaobai continued, "Since your breasts are relatively small, going for a cute look isn't impossible. But to hide
your chest, you wear loose clothing." At this point, Bingbing blushed slightly, counting on her fingers like
a little girl who had made a mistake. Xiaobai paused, then continued, "Actually, it's quite cute, I quite like it
... But, although it looks cute, it's hard to find confidence in yourself. To hide one
problem, you're hiding all your strengths, like your figure. Your waist is very slim, your legs are beautiful, very
sexy, very arousing to men. It's a pity you haven't fully showcased them." Xiaobai went on and on about
Bingbing's figure. I had a strange feeling, something I couldn't quite put my finger on, but my head was hot, my whole body was burning
. It was as if Xiaobai's praise of Bingbing had struck a chord with me; Xiaobai was saying things I wouldn't dare say to Bingbing normally
.
"Small breasts can be compensated for in other ways; I'm against breast augmentation. What I mean is, for example,
you could choose a bra with augmentation—well, it just looks good on the outside. Anyway, once you take it off, only your husband,
Brother Zhong, can see and touch it. If he likes your breasts bigger, you can force him to massage them every day.
Of course, it's best to have some sexual stimulation from time to time." "
Him? He's incredibly lazy..." Bingbing shook her head helplessly.
"You could try a sexier look, like wearing V-neck, low-cut clothes," Xiaobai suggested.
"Why would someone with small breasts choose those kinds of clothes?" the three of us asked in unison.
"You've all heard the saying, 'Those with breasts get bigger, and those without breasts get smaller.' First
, it makes you feel confident. If you feel your breasts are good, they really will be. It's like someone
thinking they're sick, and then they'll feel sick even if they aren't. That's called psychological suggestion. Of course, this sounds a bit
mystical, but the main point is the second: sexy clothes make men linger on women's breasts, and men's attention
is more likely to stimulate women's senses, thus increasing the secretion of sex hormones."
"What do you mean? Give me an example." I was a little confused, after all, my wife's breasts are related to my
sexual happiness for the rest of my life.
"It's hard to give an example, how about we use the person in question as an example? I'll use Bingbing as an example, okay?"
We both agreed.
"Maybe you could change your style," Xiaobai said, pointing to Bingbing, "maybe you could try a sexy and
mature route."
"I want to, but my wife won't allow it." I completely agreed. I really liked Tingting's sexy look
, and naturally, I really hoped my wife could be like that too. At this moment, I quickly continued along with Xiaobai's words
.
"But I'm used to my current style, and I don't know how to change it," Bingbing pouted
.
I knew in my heart that Bingbing didn't actually intend to change.
"If you don't mind, leave it to me. I'll give you a makeover tonight. Once it's done, you can
try this style."
"You?" Bingbing and I said in unison.
Tingting said proudly, "Why not? My husband studied fashion design abroad, and
he helped design my style."
"I didn't realize you were in IT."
"Yes," Xiaobai smiled, his lips slightly upturned with pride, his smugness overflowing: "Working in
IT was my father's idea, but fashion design is actually my interest and ambition."
"Then let's see what the master has to offer," I said, looking at Tingting. If Tingting was trained by Xiaobai, I would also
like my wife to be like Tingting, so I wouldn't have to think about other women anymore, and could just play with my wife,
right?
"Okay, wait 20 minutes, I'll give you a brand new Bingbing in a bit." After saying this to me, Xiaobai
stood up and said to Bingbing, "Come with me to our bedroom."
Bingbing looked back at me, and I gestured for her to go in without worry. Suddenly, I thought, if my wife Bingbing really
had changed, would I ever think about Tingting again? Maybe we wouldn't have another chance tonight.
Thinking of this, after Xiaobai led Bingbing into the bedroom, I couldn't wait to put my mouth
next to Tingting's ear and say, "Baby, I missed you so much."
Tingting giggled and said, "Come on, you've had too much to drink. Your wife ran off with my husband."
"No way, I haven't had too much to drink."
"They went to the bedroom and got into bed." Tingting said softly.
"If that's the case, then maybe I feel a lot less pressure." My heart was itching, and I started to get handsy.
I tried to put my hand on Tingting's shoulder, but she slapped me away, scolding, "Watch your mouth, we're
at home, you've really had too much to drink."
I sighed and took a sip of my drink. Perhaps the alcohol was kicking in, my throat felt dry. "When
I saw you just now, it felt like you'd snatched my heart away."
"It's better to cherish the memory than to meet again, maybe that'll make you miss me," Tingting said tenderly. "Then why
don't you try to comfort me?" I gently placed my hand on her knee, stroking it lightly.
"Aren't you afraid your wife Bingbing will see?" This time, Tingting didn't refuse me, but slightly turned her body to the
side, blocking the view from the bedroom. The bedroom door was open, but because it was to the side, the inside couldn't be seen.
With Tingting blocking the view, my hand roamed more brazenly over her thigh. Although I'd done this many times before,
tonight felt particularly exciting, perhaps because it had been so long since I'd had this opportunity.
"I can't worry about that anymore..." I said, reeking of alcohol. "Your husband was flirting with my wife like that,
and I didn't say anything. What's wrong with me touching his wife now?"
Tingting suppressed a moan and cursed, "Xiaobai hasn't slept with your wife, but you have."
"Who told his wife to be so slutty? I like slutty women like that." I moved my hand along her thigh,
slipping it between her thighs and quickly finding the edge of her panties. Just as I was about to put my fingers inside,
Tingting stopped me, saying, "No... please?"
My penis was already rock hard, and I didn't care about anything else. I pulled down her panties along the edge with my fingers
. Tingting gently patted my arm, shifted her posture, and pulled my hand out of her dress, scolding
, "So impatient, so impatient! If you want it, there will be plenty of opportunities later. Why the rush?"
"Later?" I shook my head inwardly. "Who knows what will happen later? I know that by doing this, I'm
letting Bingbing down, and I'm letting Xiaobai down, but I can't stop thinking about you..."
"What if they were like us? Wouldn't that even things out?"
"What if?" I remained silent. Perhaps then, my guilt wouldn't be so great. I looked towards the bedroom
door. Xiaobai was refined and gentle, and Bingbing was pure and innocent. Both of them could cook. Remembering
the scene of Xiaobai and Bingbing chatting happily in the living room earlier, perhaps Xiaobai and Bingbing were the real couple. But how could I
say that?
"Men are selfish," Tingting said disdainfully when she saw my silence.
"I just feel it's too fast, and I don't know how to tell Bingbing," I said, making up an excuse.
"Come on, you're just reluctant, aren't you?" Tingting's words carried a hint of jealousy.
"We'll talk about it later." I didn't dare argue further; at this moment, all I wanted was to vent. I continued to
touch Tingting's jade-like legs.
"No, say it now." Tingting persisted.
"Everyone's different, and besides, it has to be her own willingness."
"You said it!" Tingting pulled my hand off her thigh.
"I said, as long as Bingbing is willing, I won't stop her, but I want to make it clear, it has to be voluntary
." I took her small hand, pulled it over, and placed it on my crotch, whispering, "Touch."
Tingting obediently placed her hand on my crotch and gently squeezed my penis. Because of my underwear and jeans
, it was a bit uncomfortable, and Tingting's touch made my glans swell even more, making it even more uncomfortable
. I wished I could take my pants off right then and there.
Suddenly, Xiaobai came out of the bedroom and closed the bedroom door behind us. We
parted ways naturally. Xiaobai turned around, smiling, and walked towards us, saying, "Wait a moment, ta-da,
all done! We're waiting for the new princess to change her clothes. Zhong-ge
, just wait and see!" Xiaobai glanced at me and said casually, "You bullied my wife again?" I was almost scared out of my wits and
immediately regretted it. Had Xiaobai noticed something? I'd been too bold.
"No way!" Tingting remained calm, playfully sticking out her tongue. "Even if you did, it was me bullying
her."
I smiled awkwardly and agreed, "Your wife is quite fierce." I truly admired Tingting; her expression
was so composed.
Perhaps it was just a casual joke, Xiaobai didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhong, close your
eyes first, and open them when I tell you to."
"Okay." Just as I was about to close my eyes, Tingting jumped up from the sofa and directly behind me,
leaning against my back, then covered my eyes with her hands, laughing, "Let me help you."
I only felt something soft pressing against my back, which I guessed was Tingting's full and elastic
breasts. It felt great. I wondered if Xiaobai had noticed these details. I was quite uneasy, but I didn't dare to move,
because if I didn't change anything, maybe no one would know. So I could only pretend to let Tingting cover my eyes naturally
, hoping that this scene would just look like a simple and natural joke between friends.
My eyes were covered for a while, but there was no movement. With Xiaobai and Tingting constantly urging me, I finally slowly
heard the sound of high heels. I thought it must be Bingbing coming out of the bedroom. What
made Bingbing so shy that she didn't dare to come out? Was Bingbing wearing something very sexy?
How would Xiaobai style my wife?
"Hmm, sit down," I heard Xiaobai say as he walked forward. "Hmm,
lean your body here, stretch your legs out like this." It sounded like he was instructing Bingbing on something.
Tingting gently stroked my chest with her full breasts, whispering in my ear,
"My husband's hand is on Bingbing's shoulder, and my wife's little feet are in Xiaobai's hands. Aren't you jealous?"
I guessed that Tingting was probably deliberately trying to provoke me, treating me like a three-year-old. Although I felt
a little uncomfortable, I didn't dare say anything in front of Tingting: "Why would I be? It's not you. If it were you,
I would be jealous."
"Hmph~, I'm not anyone to you, why would you be jealous?"
Just as I was about to retort, I heard Xiaobai's voice from afar: "Okay, you can open your eyes now."
I felt the soft, warm flesh on my back slowly move away, and a sudden sense of loss washed over me. I wished time could
turn back, but I knew in my heart that what was meant to leave would leave eventually.
Then, Tingting's hand, which had been covering my eyes, was removed. I opened my eyes, and
my vision brightened. The deep sense of loss I felt had vanished without a trace. Before me sat a stunningly beautiful woman, her legs slightly bent, leaning against
the closet on the floor. She wore a tight-fitting purple bodycon dress that clung to her perfect figure
. The short skirt barely covered her hips, and the brightly colored silk fabric clung to
her thighs, flowing down her smooth, sexy legs. On her feet were purple high-heeled sandals,
making her even more alluring. Her legs were pressed tightly together, making one's imagination run wild regarding the mysterious area between them
. I was stunned. Was this alluring and beautiful woman really my wife, Bingbing?
"What's wrong? Staring blankly? Don't you recognize your wife?" Xiaobai said with a smile.
I really didn't expect that after Xiaobai's makeover, my wife could be so sexy and charming.
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and I suddenly understood why I was so infatuated with Tingting. It turned out that she had
such a master at understanding women behind her. No, I should say man. Seeing Bingbing's alluring and glamorous appearance,
even if Bingbing were Xiaobai's wife, I would probably still fall head over heels for her.
She looked absolutely stunning, breathtakingly beautiful. Even Tingting praised her, squealing that she absolutely had to take a picture and post
it on WeChat Moments. Bingbing, who had been posing shyly, couldn't possibly agree. She involuntarily
curled up, pulling her arms back to hug herself, but a smug smile played on her lips as she
playfully said, "You're so annoying!"
But then, as Tingting changed her pose, a glimpse of her private area flashed by. It seemed like she could
vaguely see the black underwear Bingbing was wearing today, or maybe it wasn't; perhaps it was just a darker shadow.
I don't know. Maybe I was more interested in seeing Bingbing's underwear. Because my eyesight isn't very
good, I stole a glance at Xiaobai, wondering if she had seen it clearly.
Xiaobai, oblivious to my gaze, continued, "Isn't it gorgeous? This is Tingting's dress
. I'll pick out a different one for you sometime; it'll be even more stunning. I bet no man can resist your
charm!"
"Not even you?" Tingting jumped behind Xiaobai, grabbing his ear.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts... Wife, I won't do it again..." Xiaobai cried out in pain, and Tingting finally
released him, satisfied.
"If you dare to have any improper intentions towards Bingbing, I'll..." Saying this, Tingting came over and hugged my
arm, leaning against me obediently. Caught off guard, I never expected Tingting to suddenly grab
my hand in front of everyone. My face flushed instantly, and I didn't know how to explain. I
could only give an awkward smile and glance timidly at Bingbing. But Bingbing didn't seem to care at all, and instead said nonchalantly, "You're flirting with my
husband again."
"Hehe...look how red your husband's face is." Tingting gave me a meaningful look, then playfully released my
arm, walked over to Bingbing, squatted down, and stroked Bingbing's smooth thigh, saying, "Look at your little feet, your skin
is so tender. Tell me, whose legs are prettier, yours's'?"
"Of course yours's prettier. I don't usually dress up much, I'm just a country bumpkin. If it weren't for
your husband today...I wouldn't even dare to sit next to you."
"Hmph, you're just trying to insult me. You mean if I dressed up, I'd be
miles ahead of you? Wearing my clothes and not even letting me have a moment's peace with my words, give me back my clothes." Tingting said, pretending
to tear at Bingbing's clothes. Seeing things were going badly, Bingbing dodged and shoved Tingting while giggling,
saying, "Who cares about your tattered clothes? Besides, your husband gave them to me. If there's a problem, go ask your husband, Xiaobai
."
"You'd wear anything my husband gives you? My husband gave you my clothes, how are you going to thank me?"
"It's just a piece of clothing, what's there to thank me for? Do you expect me to repay him with my body?" Bingbing
said disdainfully, carefully circling around Tingting.
"No, no, if you repay me with your body, I'm afraid even if Brother Zhong doesn't say anything, Tingting will definitely kill me,"
Xiaobai quickly explained.
"Hmph~ Am I that fierce? Fine, you can take this little hussy as your wife..."
"What?" Bingbing slapped Tingting, laughing and crying at the same time, "When I said I'd repay you with my body
, I wasn't referring to Xiaobai, but to you, you woman! You're so annoying~"
"I don't want a slut like you as my wife."
"Ugh, you're the slut. Fine, I'll change out of it, it feels so strange." Bingbing
said shyly.
Seeing Bingbing wanting to take off her sexy clothes, I couldn't bear it and quickly stopped her, saying, "Wife,
no, you look fine in them, let's go back in them."
"Honey, do you really like me like this? Isn't it too sexy?"
"Yes, I like it very much, it's beautiful, it's sexy, I feel very good about it." I said affectionately,
deliberately avoiding the topic of being sexy, I was too embarrassed to admit that I liked this sexy feeling.
"But I'm used to dressing like this, I don't usually like dressing like this."
"Oh, Tingting used to be like you too," Xiaobai interjected, "Changing your usual style all at once
might be a bit difficult, you need some pressure from others, or try a different approach, like going on a trip, to reduce the
psychological pressure, and the change might be easier."
"Going on a trip, great! We haven't gone on a trip in a long time, why don't we go on a trip together?" Tingting
chimed in.
"Great! Bingbing and I can also ask Teacher Xiaobai for advice." I said, putting my arm around Bingbing.
"Not at all, not at all. This requires gradual, subtle influence over time. Going on a trip together is
fine, but the time would be a bit short... It would be best if..."
"Best if what?" "
It would be best if I could arrange Bingbing's daily life, her clothes, where to go, her itinerary, etc., so that..."
"I can observe Bingbing's every detail frequently, and correct any problems immediately. It's best if Bingbing and I are alone together
, so her psychological pressure won't be so great."
"That's also stressful..." I hesitated. Damn, who knows what might happen if Bingbing and Xiaobai are alone together
?
"Suddenly changing so much in front of your husband, you're afraid of ruining the beautiful
image he has of you. Actually, everyone has two sides, but the closer someone is to you, the less you dare to reveal your other side,"
Xiaobai explained gently. That last sentence really struck a chord with me.
"I was guessing, Brother Zhong, and," Xiaobai continued, "Bingbing, haven't you ever been in this
situation, wanting to tell your partner something but not knowing how to start?"
Damn, that's so true. I really have so much to say to Bingbing, but I really don't know how to begin.
Unexpectedly, Bingbing silently nodded along with me.
"Actually, Tingting and I used to do this too," Xiaobai said, walking over and putting his arm around Tingting's
slender waist. "But we don't do that anymore."
"Oh, how did you manage that?" Watching Xiaobai hug Tingting's waist, a sudden,
lonely, itchy feeling welled up inside me. I also went over, took my wife Bingbing's hand, and pulled her up from the ground.
I felt an irresistible urge and pulled her into my arms. Bingbing obediently complied with my actions,
burying her face in my chest. My hands naturally rested on Bingbing's buttocks. This was the first time I
had hugged my wife like this in front of everyone. Maybe it was because of the alcohol I had just drunk. Seeing how sexy my wife was,
I wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and fuck her hard right now. But we were still in someone else's house, with Xiaobai and Tingting
standing in front of me, so I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. I just felt a ticklish itch inside, and the more I stroked my wife
's sexy buttocks, the more itchy I felt.
"Let's swap lives," Tingting continued, picking up where Xiaobai left off.
"Swap lives?"
"You should know about the seven-year itch, right? After living together for a long time, life always settles into a routine. Couples
inevitably argue. During those arguments, have you ever
thought about regretting your current life choices, like your career or family? If you could do
it all over again, what kind of life would you choose? Would you still stick to your current choices? Before you
answer me, are you willing to be honest with your partner?"
Under Xiaobai's question, Bingbing and I looked at each other, speechless. We were
okay with the previous questions, but the last one really stumped me. What does "honest" mean? Does it mean telling everything? Couples
inevitably have some little secrets, and I don't want my wife to know everything.
"How about we play a game?" Xiaobai gestured for us to sit on the sofa, then brought
over the remaining red wine and poured a glass for each of us.
"Before that, we need to let go of our burdens, be open and honest with each other.
Trust is the most important thing between husband and wife, isn't it?"
Bingbing and I hugged and nodded.
Xiaobai hugged Tingting, kissed her, and continued, "Let's play truth or dare. Tingting
and I will be your couple, and we'll honestly answer your questions. Then we'll turn the tables
and ask you our questions.
Ask whatever you want." "What should I ask? How do I ask?" Bingbing asked, confused.
Yes, I glanced at Tingting suspiciously, a strange feeling creeping in. It's just
a game often played in bars, but how am I supposed to ask in this setting? Should I ask Tingting how many men she's slept with? What if
Bingbing then asks who? And if Tingting answers truthfully, I'm doomed. What should I ask Xiaobai? For a moment,
I felt completely confused, utterly clueless about what these two were up to.
Tingting slapped Xiaobai on the shoulder and said, "Idiot, they know how to ask. Let's ask you
guys first." She then winked at me and continued, "First, Brother Zhong, let me ask you,
do you trust Bingbing?"
"Of course." Of course, how could I say I didn't?
"Then, if Bingbing went on a trip with other men, could you accept it?"
"This…" I muttered to myself, what was Tingting planning? Just a trip was
one thing, but there was probably something else going on. I genuinely couldn't answer that question directly: "That depends on the situation
."
"Okay, think about it." Tingting turned to Bingbing and said, "Bingbing, let me ask you the same
question: if Brother Zhong went on a trip with other women, could you accept it?"
"Sure." Bingbing answered without hesitation.
In comparison, it was clear that I trusted Bingbing far less than she trusted me. I quickly explained,
"If it's acceptable, Bingbing can travel with other men, it just depends on who and what
. I'm worried about Bingbing's safety."
Tingting gave me a disdainful look, and I knew what she meant. She was probably calling me a moralist,
pretending to be so noble while actually being so despicable. I knew I was in the wrong and didn't dare to argue further. However, Tingting completely ignored my excuses and continued to ask Bingbing, " 　　When
was the most exciting sex you've ever had ?" 　　"Do I really have to answer that?" Bingbing said shyly. 　　"Of course, how can I be open if I'm not open?" 　　"Last time we went to karaoke together... on the way back... and 　　when I was doing it with my husband in the entryway... at home." Bingbing lowered her head, not daring to look up. 　　"Why?" 　　"Originally... when we came back... it felt so exciting, I really wanted it... 　　halfway through... Xiaobai... you guys called again..." 　　"One last question: if this woman and Brother Zhong had sex during the trip, could you still accept it?" 　　"I... I don't know," Bingbing bit her tongue, pondered for a moment, and looked at me affectionately, saying, "Husband, I..."

"Can I ask you a question first?"
"Okay... fine." Damn it, my hunch was right, this is a trap.
What does Tingting mean by asking this question? What does Bingbing want to ask me? She must be asking who this woman is. I felt sweat
breaking out on my face. I picked up the red wine on the table and downed it in one gulp.
"Didn't you used to have a nickname, 'Little White Dragon of the Waves'?"
I breathed a sigh of relief; it seems I was overthinking it. I wonder what other questions Bingbing will ask me later
; I'll probably have to lie later. I can't hesitate on this question; I have to be firm. Otherwise,
no one will believe me if I lie about the later questions. I answered without hesitation, "Yes, but that was before we got married." I specifically added "
before we got married," giving myself a simple mental suggestion. That's right. Although no one calls me by that nickname after we got married,
it doesn't mean the thing didn't happen, but saying it like that implies I was that kind of person before we got married
.
"Thank you, husband," Bingbing said gently, looking at me tenderly. She continued, "Even if you've had
a relationship with another woman, I believe you still love me and think of me. I can feel it."
I was deeply moved. I hugged Bingbing tightly and kissed her passionately, saying, "Wife
, you're so good to me. I love you. I have something to tell you." I felt I shouldn't keep it from my wife anymore; the pressure was too
much. Perhaps this was a relief for me.
"Don't tell me. I'd rather not know. I'm afraid… I'm afraid I'll be jealous," Bingbing said
, her words slurred as I held her tightly.
"Wife…" I didn't know what to say anymore.
"I know, I'm usually not very romantic, so I've made my husband
feel bad." "No, honey, you're overthinking it."
"Honey, we need to be honest with each other today. You're lying to me again. Do you think I'm stupid? It's just that there are some things
I can't do."
"Really, no. You look so sexy and beautiful today. Honey, I wish I could devour you right now..."
"Really?"
"Of course.
" "Then I'll dress like this at home from now on." "
Wear this when you go out too, it's very sexy."
"No, I'd be so embarrassed if I went out."
"Ahem, ahem." Xiaobai coughed twice. "Showing off your love will get you killed."
I let go of my wife and smiled, saying, "Honey, someone's jealous."
Xiaobai smiled and said, "Do you feel much better now?"
"Yeah," I felt much less pressure. I felt more relaxed in front of Bingbing, not as
repressed as before.
"Then let me tell you what life swapping is." Xiaobai explained it to me in detail.
It turns out, it's basically experiencing someone else's life, experiencing someone else's existence. For example, city dwellers going to the countryside
to farm, or ordinary people trying out the life of a celebrity. It sounds quite interesting.
"But, we're not really going to go to the countryside to farm, are we? And which celebrity would be willing to swap lives with us
?" I asked, puzzled.
"Our two families can swap," Tingting continued. "You can come to my house, and my
husband and I can go to yours, and try a different life."
"I have a better idea," Xiaobai continued. "The inspiration Brother Zhong gave me last time
really resonated with me. We could do this: Tingting, you go to Brother Zhong's house, and Bingbing comes to my house, swapping lives.
Of course, it's just swapping lives, nothing more, so don't get the wrong idea."
"If it's just swapping lives, nothing else... that sounds quite interesting.
But being separated, not seeing each other... even if something happens, we wouldn't know..."
"That depends on the level of trust between the couple."
"Wife, what do you think?" I asked Bingbing. Actually, I really wanted Xiaobai to help
my wife out, maybe then she could open up to me. Even if something happens, I won't be at a disadvantage.
Since Tingting is at my house, it's almost impossible for us not to get involved.
"It's interesting, but what will the neighbors think if they see us?" Bingbing said.
"Then let's go on a trip, then we won't have to worry about what others say. You and Xiaobai will be in one group, and I'll be with Brother Zhong,"
Tingting said.
"Let me think about it," Xiaobai thought for a moment and said, "If we do it this way, we'll go on a
trip together, split into two groups during the day, and meet up again in the evening. What do you guys think?"

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