【A Dream Without a Trace】(13-15) Author: xiaoyaoii

Author: xiaoyaoii
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Chapter Thirteen: Change of Intent

After much coaxing and pleading, she finally stopped crying, turned her head to the side, and stopped looking at me. Perhaps
it was my imagination, but when she turned her head, I thought I saw her smiling. It must have been my imagination.

I said, "Let's end the interrogation here. We're both tired. How about we continue tomorrow?" Xiaoli wiped away her tears, looked
at me again, and told me decisively, "No."

However, she seemed uncomfortable sitting on the coffee table like that. I said, "Why don't you sit on the sofa?" She disagreed again,
afraid I would run away. I said, "Where can I run away to? Haven't I been here with you the whole time?" It seemed like I had convinced her. Xiaoli
stopped there, moved her legs apart, and then stood up and moved around a bit. I also got up and moved around a bit. What have I
been doing all this time? Just messing around.

I felt the urge to go to the bathroom, and seeing that Xiaoli had stopped fussing, I felt relieved and went over.
Once in the bathroom, I closed the door, turned on the light, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my penis—it was still somewhat erect. "Ugh, you
useless thing," I muttered under my breath. Then, I started to pee.
The two most torturous things in the world are being woken up while you're sleeping soundly, and being startled while
you . Just as I finished peeing, I felt the door open. Looking in the mirror, I was horrified—Xiaoli had walked right
in, all smiles. I was caught in a dilemma: I didn't want to pee, but holding it in was even worse. I
quickly covered myself with my hand, turned around, and snapped, "Get out of here! What are you doing here? Can't you see I'm using the bathroom?" Xiao Li
not only didn't leave, but she also closed the door, put her hands behind her back, tiptoed, and slowly walked up to me. She
just stared at me, looking me up and down, and then said very seriously, "You pee, I'm a grown man, it
's not like I've never seen a man pee before. Go on, you've seen me naked, I need to see you back." I

was so angry, but no matter what I said, she wouldn't leave. I was about to explode.
It was already hard to hold it in halfway through peeing, and her actions made it even worse. The worst part was, my penis was completely erect.

I quickly begged for mercy, saying, "I didn't see you peeing, I only saw your body
. You've seen mine too, so please leave." Xiao Li said, "No, you heard the sound too, I need to
hear it too.

" Okay, when a woman gets unreasonable, there's no reasoning with her. Fine, I'll listen if you want. I said, "
Turn your head away, or I can't pee."

When I looked at Xiao Li, her face was already red, and she didn't answer me, just turned her head away. I stood
there , my penis rock hard, feeling utterly helpless. How was I supposed to pee? I couldn't get any out. I quickly inhaled,
closed my eyes, and tried to distract myself. After a while, I finally managed to lower my head and pee. Just as I was about to come out, Xiao Li
seemed impatient and said, "Why are you so slow? I've been waiting forever!" Okay, it's hard again. Annoyed,
I pulled up my pants, saying I wasn't going to pee anymore. With that little tent still sticking out, I was about to leave when Xiao Li
stopped me. She pouted, her arms outstretched, and stated in an unquestionable tone that she had to hear
me pee, and right now. Furious

, I grabbed her outstretched arms, forcibly placing them at her sides, and then, with a little force, slowly lifted her up. My face was burning; I was getting annoyed.
I lifted Xiaoli
a off the ground, then stopped pulling. I said, "Girl, you're really going to torture
me, you know? I'm so full, and with you here, I can't pee at all. I was just about to
pee and you pulled me back down. If you keep joking like this, I'll strip you naked and chop you up, you believe me?

" Xiaoli seemed a little flustered, like a scolded child. She nodded obediently
and said pitifully, "Uncle, it hurts." I quickly put her down and rubbed the
spot where I had been holding her. I'm used to exercising, and Xiaoli is so light, lifting her didn't feel like I used much force,
but the spot on her arm where she had been holding her was red. I saw her eyes were misty, about to cry,
so I quickly . But there was one principle: she had to hear me
pee, otherwise, this wasn't over.

I was about to burst, and I didn't care about anything else. I told her to just stand there by the door while I went to relieve myself, because
I couldn't hold it in either. I told her I'd help her this afternoon, and now she's repaying my kindness with ingratitude. The girl ignored me, pouted
, and stood there motionless. I said, "Don't talk anymore, or I'll really cut you off." She looked at me and
nodded.

Finally, I could be free. The water gushed out, and the feeling of it flowing downstream was wonderful. I
closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure, feeling incredibly comfortable. After I finished peeing, I shivered and was about to pull up my pants when I opened my eyes and felt something hairy on my face
. Then I heard a voice. "How ugly!" I thought. "So, when people get old, this part gets old too. So many wrinkles, all limp and flabby,
so ugly." I almost had a heart attack. It turned out that Xiao Li had come over sometime earlier, standing to my side with his head down,
blushing, admiring my penis. Seeing this, I was speechless.
My penis, which had just been enjoying itself, instantly went wild, reaching its hardest point. It slipped from my grasp and nodded
upwards , as if in response to Xiao Li's words.

The person who had just called it ugly was now more flustered than me, quickly covering her eyes, her face burning red. I
snapped out of it and hurriedly asked Xiao Li what she was doing there. She said I had seen everything about her and she wanted to see back, but her
voice was trembling. After all, we had just experienced a storm yesterday, and her body wasn't fully satisfied. This
stimulation must have aroused her.

She covered her eyes, then opened her hands slightly, staring at my penis again. I
really couldn't hold back anymore; my desire was overflowing. Being stared at by such a beautiful woman, if I didn't feel anything, I
wouldn't be human. Normally, my penis is no different from a normal person's. It's a normal length, I've never measured it,
but it's about the length of two index fingers. It's just a bit thick, and most importantly, the head is a bit big
, like a small hammer. So, when someone says "you hammer," I know what they mean.

I gritted my teeth and said, "You brat, if you keep looking at me like that, something bad will happen. Get out of here right now!" Xiao Li
suddenly lowered her hand, looked at my tense face, snapped out of her daze, and then burst out laughing.
She pointed at me, laughing so hard she could barely stand. She then glanced at my groin, laughing, and said, "Old man,
you're really funny now, like you're carrying the whole of Nanbang Kingdom, such a big head." I felt like I was about to lose my mind,
but thankfully, the girl just left laughing.

It's best to see her less often in the future. I was sweating again, and my wrists started to sting.
The spot where I'd been bitten was throbbing with pain from the sweat. My face also felt uncomfortable.

I rinsed off, then put my penis in my pants, stood there taking deep breaths, trying to think of other
things . This was truly torturous. It felt like an eternity before my penis finally wasn't so hard anymore; the earlier hardness was even a little painful.

No, I had to get rid of this girl quickly, otherwise, who knows what might happen? Because I
realized I actually enjoyed her gaze earlier, even though it was torturous, being looked at like that felt strangely satisfying.

"Nanbang Kingdom," I muttered under my breath. What a reckless girl.

After washing my hands, I left the bathroom, ignoring where Xiaoli had gone, and went straight to the dining table. I grabbed some tissues and
gently wiped the sweat from my wrists, leaving tiny bloodstains on the tissues. Curiosity killed the cat, and it can kill people too.
Xiaoli was behind me again; that girl walks so quietly. Luckily, I sensed
her, but ignored her and continued to gently wipe around the wound. That made it feel a little better.

I went to the bookshelf, bent down, and took out a small first-aid kit from the bottom shelf. This was specially
prepared for the little ones; once they start running around, they inevitably bump into things, and this would prevent too much trouble. Unexpectedly,
I was the first one to use it. I put the first-aid kit on the coffee table, sat down, opened it, found a
small bottle of disinfectant, tore open a cotton swab, and prepared to clean it myself, because it felt more than just painful; it was also
itchy, and if it got infected, it would be difficult to treat.

Xiaoli sat down next to me, watching quietly. When I took out the cotton swab, she snatched it from me, then
picked up the disinfectant and handed it to me, saying just two words: "Open." I said, "What are you doing?" and
opened without thinking. She ignored me, dipped a cotton swab in the disinfectant, and pulled my arm over.

Xiaoli was very quiet now, the TV screen flickering on her face. This scene
suddenly not want to talk; I just wanted to keep looking at her. I could feel her concern.

Xiaoli pulled my hand over and gently blew on it a few times. It felt very comfortable and refreshing, but my wrist
still trembled slightly—a normal bodily reaction. "Does it hurt?" she asked, looking up at me with a hint of
tenderness in her eyes.

"A little, it's okay, I can do it myself," my voice trembled. This feeling made my whole body
go numb; I had that enjoyable feeling, a desire to lie down. "Serves you right, you pervert," Xiaoli retorted,
then looked down at my wrist again. She gently blew on it a few more times, then carefully wiped the area around
the wound , avoiding direct contact with the wound itself. However, I still felt a slight stinging pain.

Xiaoli then placed my hand on her own leg, one hand pressing down on mine while the other busied itself.
My palm slowly warmed, feeling the smoothness and warmth of her leg, and a wave of heat emanated from the back of my hand. I was truly
intoxicated; I twitched my fingers a few times, the feeling of that skin was so pleasurable. Xiaoli noticed, glanced
at
disdainful look, ignored me, and suddenly touched my wound directly with the cotton swab. I immediately gasped. Sensing my action, Xiaoli looked up at me provocatively, pursed her lips, and I understood her meaning: I should behave
, or else she wouldn't let me off easily.

The TV screen was still flickering, and I didn't want to think about anything else. I closed my eyes, rested
my head on the sofa back, and just enjoyed it. My wrist throbbed with pain, but it felt comfortable. Xiaoli
was still the same, gently wiping around the teeth marks she had left, then changing the cotton swab and cleaning my
wound with disinfectant. It felt so good. I slowly felt my consciousness becoming hazy. The stimulation earlier had left me a little
tired , and this feeling was very enjoyable. A wave of drowsiness washed over me, and I felt like I was going to fall asleep. It seemed like the girl
knew I was going to fall asleep. I didn't know if it was teasing or punishment, but whenever she sensed I was about to drift off, she would rub my wound
a little harder . I was in this state of waking up and dozing off, unable to tell if it was enjoyment or torture.

But slowly, I fell asleep and felt nothing at all.

When I slowly opened my eyes again, everything felt so unreal. I sat up and saw
a girl staring at me. She was a little blurry at first, but then she became clearer. Unconsciously, I called out
the name of the girl I had longed for so long. Finally, I found her. I didn't care about anything else; I pulled her to
my side and hugged her tightly. The longing in my heart left me speechless, and I burst into tears
—tears of joy. The person in my arms stiffened for a moment, trying to pull away, but upon hearing my cries, her body
slowly softened, letting me hold her silently.

Gradually, I regained consciousness and slowly stopped crying, but I didn't want to let go. I was afraid that if I let go, it
would all disappear, because I felt this was a dream, so real, yet still a dream. I
deceived myself hoping to savor it a little longer.

Time passed, and we both remained frozen in that state. The television screen flickered, and the room was
completely dark. Finally, the person in my arms tried to speak. I felt her move her head, then try to
pull her hands away, and then use both hands to lift my head. Our eyes met, and I saw tenderness and
care in her gaze—a look I so desperately longed for. I slowly leaned in and kissed her lips.

The person in my arms struggled, shaking her head violently, but I had already firmly held
her head in place with both hands; she couldn't break free. I tried to pry her teeth open with my tongue; I wanted a real kiss,
that long-lost feeling that I had so many fantasies about. "Mmm...mmm, mmm," she made a sound, trying to say
something, but unable to speak, only able to utter such sounds, her teeth still clenched tightly,
unable to penetrate. I felt a few strong pushes against my chest, but I ignored them; I couldn't feel anything else,
now intoxicated by the warmth of her lips.

I only stopped kissing when I felt a little breathless. The person opposite me seemed to finally be able to speak.
She stopped what she was doing, held my head in place with her hands, stared into my eyes, and breathed heavily, her breasts rising and
falling. After a while, her breathing calmed, and she opened her mouth as if to say something.

Lost in a daze, I was completely in this state. Unfortunately, before she could even
utter , I kissed her again. The sudden movement caught her off guard, and I smoothly touched
her tongue. In an instant, I felt her body's movements slow down, and no more sounds came out. I continued
to kiss her greedily. Feeling my strength, Xiaoli could only resist with her tongue. She tried to
push away, but she didn't expect that this would allow me to easily kiss that alluring, upturned tongue. It
was an incredibly captivating feeling. After feeling my kiss, her body stopped writhing and
slowly moved closer to me. I lowered my hands, pulled her close, and let her sit on my lap. Our
lips were constantly shifting directions, our tongues constantly exploring and rubbing against each other. I held her even tighter
. It was a transcendent and wonderful feeling. Every time my tongue was kissed by her lips, I felt a thrill
, and I instantly kissed her lips, exploring her tongue in return.

Chapter Fourteen: Infatuation

Actually, when I kissed her for the second time, I was already certain that the person before me wasn't
the girl I had been longing for. And this was reality. But I deliberately blocked out this realization,
deceiving myself into thinking it was all a dream. Now I was certain I had fallen for this girl,
and not entirely because of the previous one.

I decided to go with the flow, afraid of losing this opportunity forever, so I decided to let go completely. Whatever the outcome
, at least I had experienced it. Although my thoughts were blocked, I didn't take any further action, just
passionately kissing her. I was now infatuated with the feeling, not with possessing her body.

Once again, we both felt breathless. Suddenly, Xiaoli bit my tongue. My
eyes, which had been closed, opened, revealing those bright, lively eyes filled with springtime, joy, and shyness.

Xiaoli, staring at me so intently, her face flushed crimson. She avoided
my gaze, burying her head in my chest, her arms draped around my neck,
breathing , very quietly, lost in thought. She shifted her body, as if trying to make herself more comfortable.

I was still savoring the feeling from just now, unable to shake it off for a long time. It was a kind of happiness, a sense of fulfillment. True
fulfillment is happiness, and I felt an infinite sense of satisfaction. Happiness was so sudden, so unreal,
that I was completely lost in it.

Xiaoli shifted her hips again, as if trying to avoid something. I finally came to my senses, but I didn't dare look down. I was afraid of
losing her, afraid of facing reality, and I was speechless in front of the girl in my arms.

"You're poking me. Can't you make your thing behave?" Xiaoli
said .

"Ah, what?" I didn't react at first, but then I felt it. My penis was a little
numb , but it was still so hard. So that's what Xiaoli had been avoiding. I reached down, trying to move my penis
, but as I touched it, I felt something wet. Then, naturally,
I touched it upwards, a natural reaction, wanting to know what it was. When I touched a soft spot
, it seemed wetter than the others—that was it.

Xiao Li suddenly felt someone touch her genitals, and she was momentarily stunned, letting out
a soft "Mmm~". But the next second, she knew what it was and immediately tried to stop me. Unfortunately, in my dazed
state, I went a step further. I felt the shape of a small groove, like a recessed area, and
poked it in with my finger. "Ah..." Xiao Li, who had already touched my hand, suddenly felt
something enter her vagina through her pants and underwear, catching her off guard, and a groan naturally escaped her lips.

Her body went completely limp, but after a moment, she forcefully pulled the hand out and then
twisted it hard.

"Hiss..." I gasped again, finally snapping out of it. This time, it felt like my skin was being twisted off
, the pain was unbearable. I groaned, knowing I had touched a place I shouldn't have. My almost numb
penis actually nodded. I felt the pain; it was from too much blood in my penis, and the throbbing hardness was making
me very uncomfortable.

I looked down at my arm, then at the person in my arms. Xiao Li's eyes were wide with anger, filled with a
complex mix of emotions I couldn't decipher. She grabbed my arm again, opening her mouth to bite. But seeing the previous
wound, she hesitated.

She didn't leave my embrace, but instead sat down forcefully. The sudden pressure on my penis forced
me to sit bent over, the pain truly unbearable.

I tried to reach out and rub it, but Xiao Li's buttocks stopped me. She continued to grit her teeth,
pressing , her eyes filled with shyness. I couldn't take it anymore. I used both hands to lift Xiao Li's buttocks
, placing them slightly outside my thighs, giving my penis some space.

As I rubbed her buttocks, I looked at the person on my lap. Xiao Li was no longer looking at me; her cheeks were flushed, and
her ears and neck were also bright red. Just as I was enjoying this beautiful scene, I suddenly felt my thigh
being pinched again, a sharp pain. I jolted, but managed to hold back. My penis was slowly regaining sensation,
but the pain was deep inside, and rubbing it didn't completely relieve it. I rubbed my lower abdomen,
which only provided temporary relief. Fortunately, the pain in my legs lessened the pain in my penis, making it somewhat more bearable. All

the injuries I sustained that day were inflicted by this little girl. My face could be explained,
but what about the neat teeth marks? What about the bruises on my arms? And my thighs—they're not usually visible.

Xiao Li was now sitting on my lap, lying on her side, her head resting on the edge of the sofa. She seemed to be thinking,
or perhaps struggling, breathing slowly, her chest rising and falling. Her hands had stopped moving. I wanted to
rub her legs,

but I didn't dare. A strange scene unfolded before my eyes: two people in this position, the television
light flickering, neither paying attention to the content.

Time passed so slowly that I felt everything had stopped. I'm completely in a state of chaos now,
with no clue whatsoever, and unable to think clearly. Today's experience is unlike anything I've ever encountered in my life;
I have absolutely no experience with any of the events involved. I'm utterly unable to think, and my head is throbbing terribly.
Afterwards, I finally made up my mind to face it all. After all, it all happened because of me, and I
was the one who initiated most of it. Xiaoli hadn't done anything wrong.

I bent down, picked Xiaoli up, and then, taking advantage of the situation, made her spread her legs apart, letting her
straddle my lap. I felt my legs were wet again, but I ignored it. Xiaoli didn't expect
me to do this, and let out a soft "ah," before I had positioned her like this. I used my hand to hold Xiaoli's
head still, making her face me, but her eyes darted around, refusing to look into my eyes.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoli continued to look elsewhere, pouting and asking me angrily in a low voice. Then, she
started to shake her head, probably to prevent me from kissing her again. Her hands just hung down, completely
powerless . I really don't know where she got all that strength from.

"Girl, look at me, let's talk this out, okay?" My tone was pleading; I wanted to know
what she was thinking now.

"What are you talking about, you old man, you shameless scoundrel?" The girl was still the same, refusing to look at me
. I sighed. I lowered my hands, pulled Xiaoli to my chest, and kissed her hair. "I'm sorry, it's
all my fault. You can punish me however you want, but don't be sad. I had no
idea I would do this." Xiaoli tried to break free, but realizing it was futile, she gave up. With
her small mouth pressed against my chest, she bit me again through my clothes. Luckily, the area she was against was bone, so she
could bite through completely; she just bit once and then let go. She didn't answer my question, just
stayed quietly like that. If she cried, made a scene, or even called the police, the problem would be easily solved. This silence really scared me.
When people encounter problems, it's best to vent. When someone is extremely quiet, it means it's impossible to
judge . Many people develop bigger problems because they can't vent.

"Girl, I was wrong, really. I don't want you to forgive me. You can choose to call the police, or
anything . I'll agree to anything. Just say something, don't scare me." I shook Xiaoli's body. Suddenly, Xiaoli
hugged me tightly with both hands, burying her face deep in my clothes. With a loud "Wah!", Xiaoli burst into tears,
her voice filled with grievance, resentment, and some other unspoken emotions. Her crying grew louder and louder, and then she
suddenly broke free from my embrace, sitting on my lap, wildly waving her arms and hitting me with all her might. She
didn't care where she hit me, she just kept swinging, hitting, crying, and kicking her legs
wildly . I placed my hands around her waist, afraid she would slip. Then

I closed my eyes, letting the person in front of me vent her anger. Tears streamed down my face, but it was all too late; there was no going back. I could only wait for the outcome.

Chapter Fifteen: Love and Hate

Gradually, Xiaoli seemed to have run out of strength. Her head was pressed against my chest, and her two small hands were still trying to
hit me, but it was completely negligible.

I felt around; I wasn't in much pain. She was small to begin with, and her skin was delicate.
This kind of hitting wouldn't hurt me at all, but I still had to pretend to be in a lot of pain. I groaned and said
it hurt so much, and slowly Xiaoli lowered her hands. Complete silence.

My chest was soaked with tears and sweat. After quieting down, Xiaoli didn't make any further moves. I
tried to pick her up, and she didn't resist. Then I laid her on her side on my lap so she could be more comfortable,
and gently rested her head against my chest to let her rest.

I looked down at her closely. Her hair was a mess, and her top was partially pulled up, though not noticeably
because it was tight. Her pants were a bit embarrassing; half of her underwear was showing
—a black lace, semi-sheer panty. Perhaps this was what she wanted her husband to see, but now I saw
most of it. There were several red marks on her thighs, not very obvious, probably from when she hit me
.

I moved her hands in front of her and placed them on her legs. Then, I slowly lifted her buttocks,
trying to pull her pants up. But I didn't succeed. "Don't touch me," Xiaoli's words stopped me. I
looked at her awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

I wanted to get up and lay Xiaoli flat on the sofa for her comfort, but as soon as I did,
Xiaoli hugged my neck tightly. Now, Xiaoli was like a wounded kitten, just staring blankly ahead,
neither moving nor letting me move. I sat there quietly for over ten minutes. I checked my watch; it was almost nine o'clock.
Suddenly, I remembered she needed to go home. It was so late; I had to get her home.

I got up and, ignoring Xiaoli's resistance, laid her flat on the sofa. Then, I pulled her pants
up with my hands. "Don't move, it hurts, it's wet," Xiaoli murmured. I looked at her; she had
buried her head in the sofa, her expression unreadable. I straightened up and started to consider the problem. Even if I let Xiaoli go home
now , her crotch was soaked. How could I explain it? That she wet her pants? Besides,
the red welts on her legs, though not obvious, were still quite noticeable, especially since Xiaoli's skin
was so smooth ; even the slightest imperfection was very visible.

I squatted down and gently touched the red areas with my fingers. "Does it hurt?" I asked as I touched them. Receiving
no answer, I carefully checked again. There was no swelling or bleeding; it was probably
just . I had to tell the girl the reality. "Girl, it's almost nine o'clock. Your husband should be home by now.
Why hasn't he contacted you?" Xiaoli still ignored me. Helpless, this woman in a fit of anger wouldn't
think things through. I could only continue to persuade her, "Girl, it's so late. You have to go home, or your
husband will worry. Come on, get up and wash your face. You can solve our problem however you want. I 'll
listen to you. Even if you want to use a knife to slowly cut me, I won't cry out in pain." Finally, Xiaoli moved her head
slightly, then shifted her body, staring straight at me. "Are you serious?" she
asked calmly. "Yes, it's true. You can kill me, spare me, or do whatever you want with me. Now I am your subordinate. I will obey your orders without
question ." Xiao Li suddenly noticed a change in her expression, then frowned again. "Old man, you're
too bookish. What kind of military strategy is this? Do you think I'm Mulan?" she said, glancing at the kitchen and then pointing. "
Go get the smallest knife. I want to feel what cutting meat is like."

Without thinking much, I got up, went to the kitchen, and found the small knife my old friend had given me.
This knife was captured by his family elders on the battlefield. Although it couldn't cut through iron like mud,
it could easily slice through a large bone with a little force—not chopping, but cutting. I wiped it with my hand, sighed, and deliberately muttered loudly
to myself, "I'm doomed today. This is more comfortable."

Back on the sofa, I placed the knife on the coffee table. "Come on, little darling, see where you like?
This knife is very sharp; you don't need to use much force to cut it." Perhaps afraid she wouldn't believe me, I picked up
an apple and gently pushed it, splitting it in two. The top half didn't completely
fall off. I turned to look at Xiaoli. The girl's mouth was open, seemingly curious but also a little
frightened. This was normal; she rarely handled knives and had been pampered since childhood, so she seemed
a little dazed.

I knew she was just saying it out of anger, so I still put the knife on the coffee table, but I had to keep up the act. Now
she had nothing to say. Even if she got up and stabbed me, I'd accept it.

Xiao Li didn't reach for it, didn't even look at it, staring at me fiercely with her big eyes. "Old man, you
know I won't, are you kidding me, you cunning old fox?" I quickly raised my hands in surrender. How could I dare?
Whatever you say, I'll do it right now. How could I dare disobey you again? It's already a favor if you don't kill me.

Xiao Li chuckled, then pretended to be angry again, sat up, shifted her body, and started staring
blankly again. I saw she smiled; at least most of today's problems were over. Women are emotional creatures.
She vented, and even if she had a little temper, she wouldn't dwell on it anymore. But this was only temporary. They would
accumulate that little bit of anger, and then, at a certain point, explode instantly. Those who've been through it generally know this.

I looked at the girl. Those pants were definitely unwearable. Although the crotch area was only slightly wet, it was too
obvious. I steeled myself and decided to go to my daughter's room to find some clothes for her to wear temporarily.

"Honey, go wash up in a bit. I'll go to her room and find you some clothes. Wear these for now, and you can decide what to say
when we get home ," Xiaoli rolled her eyes at me and ignored me. I got up to go to my daughter's room,
but she stopped me.

"I need to take a shower. Can you find me some pajamas? I'll go with you to find some after I shower." "Okay,
wait a minute." Breaking my rule, I'd never opened my daughter's wardrobe before, let alone found any clothes there. When I finally opened it
, the sheer number of clothes—big, small, all sorts—made me dizzy. I rummaged through them a few times and found
a set that looked like pajamas, so I took it. After closing the wardrobe, I gave the clothes to Xiaoli, then
went to the storage cabinet and found a new towel for her. Xiaoli picked it up without even looking at it
and went to the bathroom to shower.

Finally, things calmed down. I sat on the sofa, recalling the events of the past half-day—it was like a movie, surprising and
chaotic. I shook my head helplessly, but the kissing scene with Xiaoli really moved me, and I
slowly savored it. Time passed, and Xiaoli's phone screen lit up briefly, snapping me out of my reverie. I didn't
look at it; after all, it was hers. Maybe it was a message from her husband. I couldn't look.

Up until now, I hadn't turned on the lights, relying solely on the TV and the lights from the surrounding buildings to
see . I went to the kitchen, washed my face again, and quickly tidied myself up. I sat on the sofa, staring
blankly at the TV.

Time ticked by, and when I checked the time again, it was already 9:30. Girls take so long to shower;
I couldn't rush them, so I could only wait.

After a while, the bathroom door finally opened, but something felt off—Xiaoli wasn't there
. Just as I was wondering about this, a beautiful sight unfolded before me.

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