[Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Man's Heartfelt Confession] (651-750) Author: Withered Leaf in the Wind

Author: Wind-blown Dry Leaves
Word Count: 218537

Chapter 651 A Perverted Experience 2

Ye Ziyan sat opposite Zhang Ting and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Ziyan would ask her, and even more so, so directly. Zhang Ting was stunned for a moment,
then looked towards Xiang Qiu, only to meet his gaze. Helpless, Zhang Ting nodded slightly. Ye Ziyan looked at Xiang Qiu again, hesitated for a few seconds, and
then nodded as well.

The familiar contract appeared on the table, and everything that followed went smoothly. Although
the two , it was too late. With Ye Ziyan's nonchalant words, the two finally signed.

Receiving their marriage certificate, I felt a little heavy-hearted, but compared to the joy and excitement welling up inside me,
it was nothing. Following Ye Ziyan's instructions, we compared the documents on the computer next door, and there were no errors.

After the process was completed, Ye Ziyan's eyebrows arched slightly, unable to hide the excitement in her eyes. After putting away the contract, we had a drink together, and
she suggested going out for dinner. I was a little confused, not understanding why she suddenly suggested dinner. She didn't
explain , picked up her bag, and led the way out, taking my hand.

Xiang Qiu and Zhang Ting followed behind. I whispered, "What's this all about?"

"Just follow along, why so many questions?" Perhaps afraid the two behind us would hear, Ye Ziyan swayed
her hips and said.

"Hey, we're partners now." She wanted my help but wouldn't say anything, which made me quite annoyed.

"It's just a meal, why think so much?" Ye Ziyan gave me a charmingly flirtatious look. I

was a little annoyed. Although she wouldn't say it, at this moment, I didn't believe this shrewd woman would suggest having dinner
for no reason . But I could only wait and see. Rather than thinking about the itinerary, I was more concerned about what was to come. Based on my
wife and my experience, the exchange would take place tonight, and the replacements had already been decided.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't worried. I was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to handle the situation. With Zhang Ting's temper,
what if she changed her mind at the last minute and made a scene? But even though I was worried, I felt more anticipation and excitement.

Looking back at the somewhat uneasy Zhang Ting, I couldn't believe that our encounter a few months ago had actually become a reality.
Remembering the snow-white body I'd seen at the hotel that night, my mouth suddenly went dry, and the wicked lust within me, which I thought was easily quelled
, began to churn again, tormenting me.

"Behave yourself, don't be too obvious, or you'll scare people." Just as I was about to drool, Ye Ziyan subtly
twisted my waist.

"Gently, I didn't do anything," I said, enduring the pain.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You haven't done anything, but you think your little actions in the room can fool
me?" Ye Ziyan casually grabbed my braid.

I chuckled ingratiatingly and surrendered.

The four of us got into one car; I drove, Ye Ziyan was in the passenger seat, and Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu were in the back. We found a
nice restaurant, and during the meal, whether out of joy or a desire to urge her to drink, Ye Ziyan ordered three bottles
of good wine .

Xiang Qiu and Zhang Ting initially hesitated, but having just overcome their initial psychological hurdle, they were quickly persuaded by Ye Ziyan
and completely fell into the beautiful dream she had woven. A perfectly matched couple, destined to be together forever.

These words, heard by two lovers who were arguing but unwilling to separate, were both encouragement and a form of indirect
psychological comfort, implying that as long as they followed her, they could stay together forever. After two bottles of wine, everyone
was a little tipsy, and what initially seemed unreliable now sounded plausible. People love to hear nice things,
becoming lost in their own or others' beautiful visions, unwilling to wake up. And this kind of psychological suggestion can slowly
be accepted—perhaps what is called brainwashing.

Halfway through the meal and most of the wine, Ye Ziyan casually mentioned that the exchange would take place that evening. Whether from
drinking too much or simply not being fully sober, Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu only paused for a moment, exchanged glances, and
said nothing.

I was a little confused. Ye Ziyan's gaze swept across their faces, as if she understood something, but she said nothing and
continued to offer drinks. However, her actions made the atmosphere ambiguous. She and Xiang Qiu exchanged words and
glances , conveying certain messages. Although Xiang Qiu didn't dare to be too obvious because of Zhang Ting beside her,
she wasn't at all averse to Ye Ziyan's advances and teasing. On the contrary, she chatted and laughed, as if they were kindred spirits.

I felt a little depressed, but also secretly pleased. I didn't know whether to praise the wine or Ye Ziyan for being so
clever . I glanced at Zhang Ting across from me. I wondered if she was tired of everything that had happened, or if she had learned to compromise.
Although she seemed to sense something, her expression wasn't as cold as it had been initially.

My feelings were strange then; I felt a mix of joy at having an opportunity and a reluctance to take advantage of her vulnerability, but
ultimately, my reluctance couldn't overcome my desire. I took the opportunity to strike up a conversation with Zhang Ting and offer her a drink.

Whether it was self-abandonment or revenge against Xiang Qiu, or perhaps she genuinely had some feelings for me, Zhang Ting
didn't reject my enthusiasm and chatted and laughed with me.

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Chapter 652 A Perverted Experience 3

The atmosphere seemed harmonious and ambiguous, yet there was something strange about it. Jealousy, love, and the flames of desire took turns
playing out. Although I felt a pang of conscience, I felt more relaxed and
free .

Chatting and laughing with my husband's wife in front of him wouldn't be condemned, nor would I have to bear the consequences. Even
knowing that this freedom came in a wicked way, I still felt joy, comfort, and even a little pride, and intoxication.

I couldn't tell if it was joy or excitement, but I frequently toasted Zhang Ting, not to get anyone drunk, but simply because I was happy and wanted
to drink. This unprecedented thrill made me cherish it all the more.

Seeing that we had almost finished eating, Ye Ziyan smiled and said she needed to go to the restroom, giving me a look as she got up. We were chatting happily
, but unfortunately, I could only wait for her to leave the door before saying I needed to go too.

"What's up?" I asked, catching up with Ye Ziyan as I closed the door.

"Getting really into it!" Ye Ziyan didn't answer, but glanced back at me and smiled. Then, in a strange tone,
she asked, "What, you've gotten into this game?"

"I'm doing this not because you arranged it, but just what you wanted!" I said, avoiding the main point.

"Stop being so smug! Remember what I told you, being considerate and gentle is the greatest
weapon ." Even though she didn't admit it, Ye Ziyan had already seen through it.

"I know! You're unusually long-winded for once." I teased her deliberately.

"Hmph, am I being responsible to the members, or do you want to see Zhang Ting get hurt?" Ye Ziyan retorted cleverly.

"Of course I don't want to, but..." I smiled wryly, remembering something. "What about my
wife ? If I don't go home, she'll get suspicious. If this upsets her, I'd rather give her
up!"

"Only now you think about being a good husband? Don't you think it's too late?" Ye Ziyan rolled her eyes at me, then curled her lips
in disdain and said, "And how can you be so hypocritical? You're clearly thinking about it yourself, yet you expect me to help you
appease your wife?"

"If that's how you put it, then I'll just have to abandon the job halfway through!" I feigned helplessness.

"Go ahead and run, show me." But my provocation didn't work at all. Ye Ziyan looked at me leisurely,
and I could only raise my hands in surrender. Seeing that I had given up, she smiled triumphantly and said, "Don't worry, it's all arranged. Liang Yuzhen
has already borrowed her."

"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled.

"You'll find out soon enough," Ye Ziyan said mysteriously. She stopped, pointed to the sign on the door, and
said, "This is the women's restroom."

I paused, caught up in our conversation, and realized I'd unconsciously wandered over here. Still unwilling to give up, I replied, "Don't you say
the restrooms are unisex?" I tried to sneak in, but a door opened, and a
woman straightening her skirt emerged, startling me so much I immediately fled.

Thankfully, I wasn't discovered. Just as I entered the men's restroom, my phone rang. It was my wife! I was
startled. Although I'd had a bit of a buzz from the alcohol, I wasn't drunk. I assumed she was
calling . But before I could even think of an excuse, she said Liang Yuzhen had encountered some heartbreak and insisted on keeping her
company tonight, so I might not be able to come home.

I instantly breathed a sigh of relief, finally understanding Ye Ziyan's meaning. She'd really planned everything perfectly. I hadn't expected even
Liang Yuzhen to play along. Ye Ziyan was truly resourceful. I reassured my wife that everything was alright, told her to
spend time with Liang Yuzhen, and to give my regards and take good care of her. Thinking I was home, she smiled and agreed, also telling me
to get some rest.

Hanging up the phone, my only worry vanished, and I was incredibly excited, not even wanting to go to the bathroom. I began to enjoy
this freedom from the constraints of family life. Waiting at the door, Ye Ziyan soon emerged from the women's restroom. Seeing me
standing there, she looked surprised and slightly annoyed, asking, "What are you doing standing here?" "

I've helped you so much, how are you going to thank me?" I asked directly with a smile.

"Oh, you've learned to negotiate!" Ye Ziyan paused for a moment, then quickly laughed again.

"This is different. You've been playing me for a while, I have to get my money back!" Since I'd let go, I might as well find
a way to get more benefits.

"Tell me! What do you want?" Ye Ziyan washed her hands while checking her reflection in the mirror.

"I want to restart that deal that failed back then," I said, looking at Ye Ziyan in the mirror.

"You're really greedy," Ye Ziyan tilted her head, looking directly at me with a smile.

"You can't say that. After all, my condition was used for you; I didn't get any benefit from it,"
I replied, feeling dejected.

"Alright, I agree," Ye Ziyan said helplessly.

I thought there would be some haggling, a war of words, and even some swordplay,
but it was so quick that I almost didn't have time to react. But it's fine; since she agreed, it saves me the trouble.

Ye Ziyan looked at me in the mirror, smiled slightly, took out a tissue, and turned to leave. Coming to my senses, seeing that
no one was around, I grabbed her shapely buttocks, stopping her in her tracks.

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Chapter 653 Her First Exchange 1

Ye Ziyan turned around seductively, her eyes shimmering with autumn water, looking at me with a mixture of shame and indignation. Looking at those alluring red lips,
I couldn't help but grab her chin and kiss her hard. Even after so long, the taste was still familiar and
intoxicating .

Her body softened, her breath was fragrant, and I tasted the sweetness. Just as my tongue was about to explore further, she gently pushed me away.
Seeing my disappointment, she licked her moist lips and smiled seductively, "You're really greedy. One pretty girl
isn't enough for you to mess around with? What, you want to kill two birds with one stone?"

"Killing two birds would be best, of course," I said with a smile, trying to get closer.

"Stop being so conceited. Be careful not to be greedy and end up with nothing," Ye Ziyan said ruthlessly, blocking
my way and turning around. "Let's go, don't keep them waiting!"

Looking at her swaying waist and shapely buttocks, and thinking of the snow-white scenery beneath her skirt, I
reluctantly savoring the taste—still sweet and delicious, like drinking nectar. I chuckled and quickly followed.

Back in the private room, Ye Ziyan and I were
both hugging and chatting, the remaining half-bottle of wine already empty. Zhang Ting leaned on Xiang Qiu's shoulder, her face
flushed, still muttering something.

Xiang Qiu seemed a bit better. Seeing Ye Ziyan and me enter, she invited us to sit down and raised her glass to invite us to drink.
Ye Ziyan and I exchanged a glance; she smiled strangely, then warmly greeted us, calling to Zhang Ting, and together we raised our glasses and
drank the last one.

After paying the bill, Ye Ziyan told me to go straight to the club. I hesitated; it was still early, only a little past nine, but
I did as she said.

Perhaps due to self-indulgence, Zhang Ting had drunk the most during the meal. Now she was a little dazed, leaning against
Xiang Qiu in the car. Xiang Qiu held Zhang Ting, saying nothing. Ye Ziyan occasionally glanced at the two of them in the rearview mirror, lost
in thought.

Neither spoke; the atmosphere in the car seemed oppressive, yet it was filled with restlessness, passion, and a touch of impatience.
Regardless of what the others thought, I was a little excited, my mind constantly flashing back to Zhang Ting's snow-white body, even starting
to imagine her naked, lying on the bed.

The more I thought about it, the hotter my body became. Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw Zhang Ting's hazy, drunken eyes and her frail appearance, which further aroused
my senses. Strangely, Xiang Qiu in the back didn't stop my desire for Zhang Ting; instead, it made my body
burn and my emotions surge.

Unable to suppress it any longer, and worried about giving myself away, I could only turn on some music to distract myself. My little actions didn't
escape She glanced at me and smiled knowingly.

At this moment, I could finally confirm that my guess from that night was indeed correct. The addition of a new person really could stimulate our desires.
And for some reason, tonight, after being in contact with Xiang Qiu and Zhang Ting, I broke free from my troubles, freed myself from the constraints of my personal emotions, and escaped my previous mental predicament. I could experience the passion that this game brought, and enjoy the mental stimulation and pleasure that
having my husband by my side brought me.

I don't know if this change is good or bad, or if I've gone astray, but right now, at this moment,
I'm enjoying the various emotions it brings me, and I know more clearly that it's starting to make me unable to extricate myself.

When the car arrived at the club, Xiang Qiu was somewhat confused, and Ye Ziyan offered a veiled explanation. After listening, Xiang Qiu hesitated, glancing
hesitantly at Zhang Ting in his arms. Zhang Ting was, after all, a woman; only at moments like this would she appear helpless and
lost.

Ye Ziyan naturally wouldn't give them a chance to turn back, and after speaking, she led them upstairs first. Along the way, I secretly
observed the two of them. Zhang Ting's hand was tightly gripping Xiang Qiu's; I understood their fear, unease, and tension at this moment
, because not long ago, I had also experienced it, and that feeling still lingered in my heart.

But I had no time to recall, no inclination to reminisce or sympathize, because Zhang Ting's body filled my entire
mind. I couldn't wait to see what kind of underwear was underneath her floral dress. The mere thought of Xiang Qiu
personally handing Zhang Ting over to me, a husband handing his wife to me, makes my heart race uncontrollably.
Desire like churning blood, threatening to engulf and drown me.

Finally, at the doorway of separation, Ye Ziyan knew this moment was crucial, and I, having experienced it once before, knew it too.
This was the most important moment, the moment that would test both of their mental fortitude. Any change of heart or
unexpected events would most likely occur here. If we could successfully separate them and bring them inside, the resistance and obstacles
would be much less.

Knowing Zhang Ting was the key, Ye Ziyan subtly gestured to me. I had been waiting for this moment. Gently reaching out, I
pulled Zhang Ting close, saying, "Let's go!"

Even though we were already familiar with each other, a hint of unfamiliarity and fear flickered in Zhang Ting's eyes. She clung to Xiang Qiu, refusing
to let go , as if I were a monster.

Ye Ziyan seized the opportunity, taking Xiang Qiu's arm. Using some method, she quickly
diverted to her.

Zhang Ting, of course, saw this, a pain in her eyes—a pain that was hard to define, whether despair or disappointment. But a man's heart
is uncontrollable. Faced with a vulnerable woman, a moment's lapse in attention can lead to her being lost forever.

Perhaps losing her emotional support left Zhang Ting feeling lost, helpless, and even more afraid and uneasy.
A pang of pity welled up within me; I couldn't quite explain whether it was a desire to offer her warmth and protect her, or simply lust—perhaps more so.
I tightly embraced her, pulling her into my arms.

Zhang Ting's gaze remained fixed on Xiang Qiu. Perhaps it all happened too suddenly; Xiang Qiu was unprepared and
hadn't even considered how to resist. Slowly, we separated, and I moved closer, blocking Zhang Ting's view and separating
the two .

Ye Ziyan seized the opportunity to move closer, drawing Xiang Qiu's attention entirely to herself. Xiang Qiu tried to struggle, but his youthful
inexperience made him powerless to resist. The sound of the door closing was like an iron cage, separating Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu. Although
I couldn't see what happened inside, the image flashed through my mind.

Xiang Qiu vanished, and Zhang Ting seemed to have her soul ripped away, leaving only an empty shell. I opened the door, and she, like a puppet
drifting with the current , offered no resistance as I led her inside.

Was she heartbroken? I couldn't say for sure. Seeing the lively, spirited Zhang Ting like this, I felt a pang of
pain and tenderness. Suppressing my overwhelming desire, I led her to the bedside and helped her sit down.

Zhang Ting sat blankly at the head of the bed, staring blankly ahead, not uttering a word
. I was as if I didn't exist before her.

Seeing Zhang Ting at this moment, I felt as if I were seeing my wife, and my heart clenched. I cupped her cheek and said, "Look at
me!"

Zhang Ting didn't react. I emphasized, "Zhang Ting, look into my eyes."

Finally, I saw my reflection in her eyes, but they were devoid of any life.

I smiled sincerely and looked at her earnestly, saying, "After tonight, the flame of love between you and Xiang Qiu will reignite.
As long as you overcome this hurdle, your love will be reborn from the ashes. You will not encounter any setbacks, and nothing will be able to
affect you. You will happily continue on your path."

I knew I was talking nonsense, lying to her, but now I wanted to comfort Zhang Ting even more. No matter what
method , I didn't want to see her like this, so sad and in pain.

Chapter 654 Her First Exchange 2

Perhaps moved by my words, Zhang Ting's eyes softened slightly, and her lips trembled slightly as she said, "But my body is already
..."

"But your hearts will always belong to each other, right?" I interrupted Zhang Ting. She paused for a few seconds, then
nodded gently. I gently stroked her cheek and said tenderly, "When were you happiest when you were with him?"

"The day she proposed to me," Zhang Ting blurted out. Even now, she couldn't hide her
joy .

I smiled and said softly, "From now on, you'll be as happy every day as you were that day."

"Really?" Zhang Ting's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Yes!" I nodded and pulled her head into my arms.

Zhang Ting didn't struggle; she nestled quietly in my embrace, as if reminiscing about the past or dreaming of the future.

After a while, seeing that Zhang Ting had calmed down, I said softly, "Want some wine? To warm yourself up?"

"I've already had a lot, I don't want to drink anymore," Zhang Ting shook her head.

"How about some music?" I asked again.

Zhang Ting thought for a moment and finally nodded. I chose a soothing piece, hoping it would help calm her emotions. The music started
, its style light and cheerful, its melody moving, like the sun shining brightly, walking barefoot in a flower field, a spring breeze caressing your cheeks,
relaxed and carefree.

Seemingly enjoying the music, Zhang Ting slowly closed her eyes and listened intently.

"Lie down!" I slowly approached and helped her take off her high heels.

Zhang Ting, following my movement, rolled over and lay on the bed.

I sat on the edge of the bed and gently pressed Zhang Ting's shoulder. Whether it was because she wasn't used to my touch or because of nervousness,
she was initially tense, but quickly relaxed under my gentle pressure.

"What's the name of this piece?" Zhang Ting asked, lying on the pillow, seemingly enjoying it.

"Wedding in a Dream," I replied softly.

"It's so beautiful," Zhang Ting smiled.

"It also has a poignant story!" I chuckled.

"What story?" Zhang Ting asked curiously.

"A poor boy and a noble princess," I said.

"I want to hear it," Zhang Ting said, adjusting her pillow to make herself more comfortable.

"At the border of the dream kingdom, a bonfire rises slowly, stretching and swirling. Gazing at the distant, towering castle,
he recalls everything from the past… When he opens his eyes, she is wearing a wedding dress, smiling at him. Beside them…"
Angels sang songs of blessing for them. He held her hand tightly, and a shooting star streaked across the sky above the castle, like
a tear of happiness! "I've been telling the story for a long time, but I don't feel tired at all. My hand glides over Zhang Ting's soft body,
but I've forgotten to feel anything.

Looking down, I see her face is covered in tears, and she sobs, "Did that boy die?"

"They got married in a dream!" I wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Her small mouth pursed, forcing a smile, but tears flowed again.

"It's just a story, why are you crying like this?" I said helplessly, wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

Zhang Ting was a little amused and exasperated; she wanted to laugh, but the tears wouldn't stop flowing. I felt a pang of pity. Usually
so carefree , who knew that this was her true nature?

"I...I...my heart is so cold," Zhang Ting said, each word a sob, barely managing to finish a sentence.

A pang of sadness struck me, and I leaned down beside her, holding her tightly in my arms. She was like a wounded fawn, nestled
in my arms, occasionally letting out a sob. I gently patted her back to comfort her, and it took a long time for her to calm down.

After a long silence, she clung tightly to me. I thought she was asleep, but when I looked down, she was
staring at me with wide, unblinking eyes.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, a little surprised.

Zhang Ting chuckled and shook her head.

"Your makeup is ruined from crying!" I said helplessly, gently stroking the corner of her eye.

"I want to take a shower," Zhang Ting said softly. Suddenly, I was taken aback, a little confused. She
clung to me tightly and asked, "Can you carry me to the bathroom?"

I nodded, got up, and carried her into the bathroom. Seeing her barefoot on the floor, I felt a little awkward.
My desire had already melted away in her tears, and now I didn't know whether I should leave the bathroom.

"Can you help me unzip my pants?" After a few seconds of silence, she mustered her courage and asked.

I had my back to her, so I couldn't see her expression, but I knew she must be very nervous and uneasy. Her
voice trembled slightly, and her soft, delicate body was tense. Looking at her from behind was like standing in a
dark, silent hall, with only her there.

I felt a mix of joy and gratitude. I slowly approached, and perhaps influenced by her, I began to feel nervous too. The closer I got,
the more nervous I became. I raised my hand several times, but didn't dare to pull down the zipper on her skirt.

She didn't turn around or say a word, just stood there quietly, like a princess who had waited silently.
I couldn't see her expression, but I could feel that she was even more nervous and uneasy than I was. With each breath, her delicate body trembled slightly.

I mustered all my courage, grasped the zipper, and gently slid it down. A soft hissing sound filled the air, as if opening a snow-white
scroll. The deep cleavage of her back was revealed as her skirt slowly opened, and I stared wide-eyed, unable to look away.

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Chapter 655 Her First Exchange 3

The zipper extended above her hips, slowly pulled down to the bottom, revealing a deep, beautifully curved back. Her pert buttocks,
like undulating hills, were snow-white and delicate.

I could vaguely hear her rapid heartbeat, her heavy breathing, and her hot breath hitting her snowy back. With each breath, she would
slightly arch her back, as if a wild beast stood behind her, afraid of being harmed. This greatly stimulated me, and I reached out with
trembling fingers to touch her.

Zhang Ting clenched her fists as if electrocuted, her legs trembling violently, as if she might collapse at any moment. But she still
mustered her courage, slightly shrinking her chest and pulling at her sleeves. Her skirt fluttered like a snowflake falling to the ground.

I knew she didn't mean it, but the action was too visually striking, like admiring a masterpiece. The scroll depicted a
rural scene, men plowing and women weaving, chickens and ducks everywhere, but before anyone was ready, the style suddenly changed, splashing thick ink,
writing rapidly, and thousands of horses galloping on the paper, magnificent and powerful.

Her snow-white, delicate body stunned me. For a moment, I didn't know whether to touch her or look at her, or even where to touch or
look .

She wore a thin, close-fitting white silk bra. Whether it was shyness, fear, or habit, her long legs were tightly
closed , her buttocks taut, and her upper body curled up.

Soon, a striking scar on her back caught my eye. The scar was about four or five centimeters long, diagonally across
her right shoulder strap. Although I didn't know what had happened, I felt a pang of pain and a touch of regret. Such a beautiful
piece art, now slightly damaged.

I gently touched it, my fingertips tracing the scar. Sensing my movement, her body tensed even more. Curious
and wanting to help her relax, I softly asked, "How did you get injured?"

After a long silence, seemingly gathering her courage, Zhang Ting finally whispered, "When I was seventeen, I was beaten by a drunken
thug."

"A knife cut?" The answer was somewhat unexpected. Seeing the clean wound, I asked in surprise.

"I was sleeping under the bridge when he tried to rape me. I grabbed the bottle he had put down and hit him. As I ran, he
picked up a long stick and chased after me; there was a nail on it that cut me." Zhang Ting's voice trembled slightly, as if she was still afraid.

Even though I wasn't there, I could imagine her helplessness and fear at that moment. I felt a bit angry at the person who did
such a thing, and a bit angry at myself for not being there
. As if to make amends, I lowered my head and carefully kissed the wound .

She huddled up like a frightened little bird. Not wanting her to be afraid of me, I reached out and gently held her arm,
kneading soothingly. I lingered on the wound for a long time until she exhaled the breath she had been holding, then I gently and slowly
kissed along the wound, down her snowy back and shoulder blades.

Her body softened, the atmosphere slowly settled, and her underwear naturally slipped down. Soon we were naked. She
did n't turn around, and I didn't force her. I held her slender waist and gently kissed her back and buttocks. Only when I felt she relaxed and
no longer tense did I move to the front, kissing her along her shoulder and arm.

I had been wanting to see her reaction, and when I finally saw it, I was stunned. She bit her lip in fear,
her brows furrowed , and she kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands protectively shielding her body.

I turned on the hot water and led her to stand under the showerhead. The water flowed over her body, creating droplets that
made even more rosy and radiant, and the bathroom quickly filled with steam.

Even so, she wouldn't open her eyes. Looking at her in the steam, at her fair and delicate body, I felt a surge of barely
suppressed excitement, yet also a pang of guilt. As if atonement, I slowly kissed her along her arm, down to her fingertips. Through
the touch , she seemed to know I had moved to the front; each kiss caused her to frown, and when I sucked on her fingertips,
her eyelashes trembled, but she still dared not open her eyes.

Her defenses were broken down by my gentleness. Even though I had secretly seen and touched her, I still loved her body.
This time was different. This time it was open and aboveboard. I traced my foot down her collarbone, touching her breast, that
pink nipple. She finally loosened her tightly clenched lips, revealing her pearly white teeth. Her small mouth parted slightly, and she exhaled a warm breath.

Without much stimulation, I moved down her breast, avoiding that sensitive spot that made me ashamed. I slowly
knelt down , kissing her snow-white thighs all the way down. Water droplets splashed from her body, dripping onto my head and skin,
feeling like tiny water pearls, carrying her faint fragrance.

I kissed her knees, then gently touched her calves. She could clearly feel it, perhaps even guessed what I wanted to do,
and hesitated, afraid to move. But I persisted, gazing at her. After a long stalemate, she finally seemed to give up, lifting her leg and placing her hands on my head
for balance.

I kissed her calves down to her smooth insteps. Whether it was ticklishness or fear of my actions, she tilted her head slightly
to one side. Her hands weren't painted with nail polish, but for some reason, her toenails were painted pink. Her feet were meticulously cared for
and beautifully coated; perhaps most women cherish their little feet.

The moment my lips touched her toes, she curled them in surprise and gripped my hair tightly.

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Chapter 656 Her First Exchange 4

To let Zhang Ting become familiar with my presence, familiar with my touch, I kissed her. I slowed down, gently caressing and sucking.
Although she was afraid, shy, and her body trembled, one cannot ultimately overcome desire. Soon, she was breathing softly,
panting with a sense of discomfort and loneliness.

Knowing the time was ripe, I tasted and sucked, extending my tongue and gently licking upwards from the sole of her foot.
Sensing my passion, or perhaps unable to bear the atmosphere, she unconsciously gripped me tightly with both hands.

Water droplets soaked her pink shoulders, flowing down her breasts. Looking up, her tightly furrowed brows
slowly relaxed. Seeing her soften, I felt a surge of joy and worked even harder, like a diligent farmer carefully cultivating
this field, hoping for a bountiful harvest next year. My

lips roamed over every inch of her skin, front and back, my mouth brushing against her. Whether it was the hot water on her head or
the burning desire within her, her skin was even more rosy, delicate, and fragile, like a red rose in the morning dew.

Her pubic hair was very thick. As I knelt beneath her, and I began to explore that fertile land,
she sensed my breath and, as if in fear, tightly closed her legs. I reached down to support her waist, and with one hand, I climbed up her snow-capped peak, kneading and gently grasping it. She
slowly softened, trembling slightly.

Her jade pillar opened, revealing her pink and rosy mons pubis, the water flowing over it—a truly beautiful sight. After years of searching and
countless hardships , I had finally seen the gate to immortality. I couldn't wait any longer and bowed down in submission.

When our lips touched, she seemed startled, or perhaps she had reached her breaking point; she could no longer hold back and
arched her back letting out a soft moan. Though very faint and rapid, like the buzzing of a mosquito, I heard it clearly. Not wanting her to escape,
my hands slid down, tightly embracing her shapely buttocks, greedily sucking and licking, like a greedy monkey trying to draw out
the last drop of moisture from her pink peach.

Pink peach nectar flowed, her delicate body trembled, and she placed her hands on my shoulders for support. Hearing
the seductive moans emanating from her small mouth, feeling the heat emanating from her body, I was incredibly excited, experiencing both the success of my first attempt at guidance and the joy of our
first intimate encounter. At this moment, my mind was devoid of morality and ethics, filled only with desire, pleasure, and
her before me, that fair, pink body.

I exerted myself vigorously, her small mouth began to sing softly, her body began to dance, yet she remained too afraid to open
her eyes. Even so, desire had already engulfed my entire body, but I tried my best to restrain myself, applying shower gel to her.
I held her tightly, my chest gently rubbing against her back, buttocks, and breasts.

The lubricating lotion smeared from her body onto mine, then back onto hers, the droplets creating lots of
foam . I wanted her to get used to it, to become familiar with each other's bodies, to become familiar with each other's scent, to become familiar with the tenderness I gave her.
Sensing my actions, she gasped, unable to stand any longer, leaning against me, completely dependent on me for support.

I carefully wiped every inch of her body, and as I held her small feet, my hands wandering over her chest and abdomen,
whether from the stimulation or from shame, a smile of fear mixed with pleasure appeared on her lips. Her moans
slowly deepened, her body twisting rhythmically.

Knowing the time was right, I pulled out a bath towel, wrapped it around her, and lifted her up in my arms. She clung tightly to my neck as if in fear,
burying her head in my chest, looking like a new bride afraid to be seen.

Seeing her still tense and uneasy, I felt even more tenderness, and my mind even wandered back to my wife's first
time swapping partners—was she also this afraid? I carefully placed her on the bed. Knowing
what was about to happen, her body tensed, making me unsure of what to do.

To avoid frightening her, I turned off all the lights, plunging the room into darkness. Touching her arm,
she trembled slightly, her hand sliding down in a soothing motion, hugging her small feet, nestling them against my face, and gently rubbing her cheek against mine, saying, "You
're a good woman."

Although I felt a pang of reluctance, I knew I couldn't stop now. All I could do was be as
gentle as possible, soothing her emotions. I gently stroked her body, kissing her toes, and softly lay down
on top of her . Even after all this, her hands still resisted, blocking my chest and preventing me from getting closer.

I gently removed her hands, kissed her neck, and sucked on her delicate earlobe, whispering in her ear,
"Think of me as Xiang Qiu."

Hearing my words, she exhaled heavily, her body instantly going limp. Knowing the opportunity
was fleeting, I took advantage of her dazed state and gently parted her legs. My erect penis, already hard as iron, easily breached her tender
defenses and entered her.

Whether it was pain or the sudden fullness, she instantly snapped back to reality. Just as I'd penetrated halfway, she
winced and let out a soft moan, her small hands pushing me away.

Feeling fullness and pressure, I didn't want to hurt her right away; that would only frighten and unsettle her.
I stopped pushing further and slowly withdrew, as if being sucked in by something, very tight, and it was difficult to pull out.

Desire had been building up inside me for so long; both the physical sensation and the mental rebound filled me
with uncontrollable joy, making me want to growl, but I restrained myself and gently thrust my hips again.

Each time, I only penetrated halfway before she let out a soft moan, reaching out to block me, her waist shrinking away.
This kind of exploration was exhilarating; both the tactile sensation and her reaction to avoid me made any man irresistibly drawn to it.
It's like a cheetah chasing its prey; the more it runs, the more its hunting instinct is triggered.

Even without a complete takeover, I experienced immense pleasure. Wanting to offer her more comfort, I kept gently...
I kissed her forehead and the corners of her mouth, brushed aside her long hair, and held her head firmly.

As time went on, we both became a little out of control. She stopped resisting and instead gently responded.
I became unsatisfied and thrust my hips forward, trying my best to push things through.

Although each thrust made her moan and groan, her hands began to hold me tightly and she would respond to
my kisses. The seed I had planted had finally reached harvest time. All the effort
I had put in before felt worthwhile at this moment, in her passion.

Passion was colliding, sparks were colliding, souls were colliding, and bodies were colliding. The room was filled not only with soft moans
but also with the crackling sounds of our collisions, the soft squelching as I thrust in and out, and the rhythmic creaking of the bed. All these
sounds blended together, completely merging us.

Her open legs slowly closed, then she kicked off the covers and wrapped them around my waist. Although I couldn't see her expression,
I knew she was fully engaged and enjoying herself.

"Xiang Qiu, I love you!

'Xiang Qiu, don't leave me…'" The room was pitch black. She was lost in passion, no longer knowing where she was
or who was on top of her. She clung to me tightly, babbling incoherently.

My heart pounded, but I felt no jealousy. Perhaps she didn't know that her confusion was like
a bottle of aphrodisiacs, making me think of her as someone else's wife, of her current succumbing to my lust, while her
husband was not far away next door. Perhaps he was also thinking of me on top of her, just as I
had been .

But the feeling now was different. There was no longer jealousy or humiliation, but rather a sense of understanding, and a perverse
thrill, excitement, and surrender.

Chapter 657 Her First Exchange 5

This filled me with power, and a kind of crazy joy. I gently bit Zhang Ting's ear and said, "I will always
love you well."

Zhang Ting let out a joyful laugh, her hands unconsciously roaming over my body, biting her lip as she rubbed against me.

The friction became intense, the thrusts became unrestrained, and the moans became louder. When I, too, could no longer suppress myself and
thrust in with all my might, she let out a groan of pain, her fingernails seemingly grazing my back unintentionally. There was swelling, but even more so, a
sense of satisfaction , the joy of breaking through obstacles, of conquering a mountain. She was waiting for me at the other end of the tunnel.

The tides rose and fell, the sun and moon revolved, dragons and
phoenixes swirled, and with two intense yet low growls, the tide surged, the dragon spewing sweet dew. She clung tightly to my back, not wanting me to leave, even less wanting me to withdraw. Of course, I didn't want to pull away;
soaking in the warm spring, I was drowsy, feeling incredibly comfortable.

She was covered in fragrant sweat, and I teasingly kissed the corner of her mouth. After a long while, she wrapped her arms around my neck
,

asking with a mixture of confusion and distress, "Why don't I feel humiliated, nor do I hate you?" I was taken aback, not expecting her to ask this, and even less understanding why she would ask it. I whispered,
"Isn't this good?"

"No, but..." Zhang Ting's tone was troubled, and somewhat doubtful.

I interrupted, "I told you, you're a good woman. Don't overthink it, and don't put yourself in chains.
That will only make you suffer."

"But am I still a faithful woman like this? Will Xiang Qiu still love me?" Zhang Ting asked, distressed.

"Yes, I promise. He'll love you even more than before," I reassured her as I slowly withdrew from her body.
She wanted to ask something else, but I silenced her with a kiss, "Don't overthink it. Get some sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, nothing
will have changed."

Zhang Ting indeed softly shut her mouth. I held her tightly. Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps her mental energy was
too however, couldn't sleep. My desire had been released, and my mind gradually cleared. Reflecting on
tonight's events, although I had enjoyed it, felt happy, and didn't regret it, I felt a pang of unease. I didn't understand why
I had , nor why I suddenly enjoyed this exchange.

Was it because I was used to it? Or because Zhang Ting was new? Or because my wife wasn't present, so I felt less
burdened? I couldn't say for sure; perhaps it was a little of both. But I knew that no matter how I clarified
or made excuses for myself, after tonight, I would have no reason to defend myself.

...

The next day.

I woke up groggily, and Zhang Ting wasn't beside me. Perhaps out of guilt, I immediately woke up, jumped out of bed,
called Zhang Ting's name, and rushed to the window.

The window was tightly closed, and when I opened it, I didn't find anything unusual downstairs. A cold wind rushed in, making me shiver.

"What are you doing?" Just as the wind was waking me up, Zhang Ting's questioning voice came from behind me.

I turned around and saw Zhang Ting wearing a bathrobe, holding a cup and a toothbrush, as if rinsing her mouth. She said awkwardly, "Uh,
nothing!" and slowly closed the window.

"You didn't think I was going to jump, did you?" Zhang Ting asked suspiciously, with a half-smile.

"No, of course not!" I shook my head in denial.

"I won't jump. I've already died once, and I promised my mother I would live well." Zhang Ting
saw through me.

"I know, I just wanted to see if the sun was shining outside." I continued to argue.

"Then why did you call my name?" Annoyed by my continued denial, Zhang Ting bluntly exposed me.

"Go rinse your mouth!" I said dismissively.

"I didn't expect you to be so cute!" Zhang Ting leaned against the doorframe, looking me up and down, and chuckled.

"I don't feel happy at all." Noticing her gaze, I realized I had hurriedly gotten up, still
naked, and rushed to the bed, pulling the blanket over myself to cover my private parts.

"You should be happy." Dissatisfied with my actions, Zhang Ting pursed her lips indifferently, then looked at
the ceiling as if recalling something, saying, "Hmm, let me think... Oh, right, that time I saw your wife, I think her name was Yun Juan, right?"

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" I asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, maybe she's a lucky woman!" Zhang Ting shrugged, then disappeared into the bathroom.

Lucky? I didn't know; perhaps only my wife knew. Although she didn't show anything on the surface,
I always felt there was something on her mind.

After washing up and getting ready, I called Ye Ziyan. She was already up. She
was fine as I was leaving, Zhang Ting became uneasy again. I put my arm around her shoulder and reassured her with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I promise,
Xiang Qiu will treat you very well."

"Really? He won't dislike me?" Zhang Ting asked doubtfully.

"Of course not." I shook my head firmly.

Only now, after calming down and seeing them, did I finally understand the feelings of a couple afterward; the woman felt...
Men often feel more guilty towards women than men themselves. This mutual indebtedness leads to
mutual understanding and compromise. This is one reason why couples in the club gradually develop harmonious relationships.

Chapter 658: Doubts in My Heart 1

Encouraged by me, Zhang Ting smiled. I opened the door and gestured for her to enter. She took a deep breath and timidly
stepped out.

"Zhang Ting." As soon as she stepped out, Xiang Qiu, who was waiting outside, rushed up and hugged her tightly.

Perhaps not expecting Xiang Qiu to be at the door, or perhaps not expecting him to be so excited, Zhang Ting was a little flustered.

I followed her out and glanced at Ye Ziyan behind me. The woman had a smile on her lips, languid and lazy,
as if hadn't woken up properly. Perhaps noticing that Zhang Ting wasn't too upset, she even secretly gave me a thumbs up when she saw me looking at her.

The surprise quickly passed, and Zhang Ting came to her senses. Infected by the feeling, she also hugged Xiang Qiu tightly.

Whether unwilling to linger or having something to say to Zhang Ting, Xiang Qiu ignored me and pulled Zhang
Ting towards the end of the corridor. I was somewhat surprised. Zhang Ting glanced back halfway down the corridor, and I waved goodbye helplessly.

Watching their figures disappear, Ye Ziyan appeared behind me, her slender hand resting on my shoulder. "You two seem to be getting along
quite well!"

"Just say what you want to say," I said helplessly, turning my gaze away.

"I never realized you were so good at charming women!" Ye Ziyan continued in that strange tone. I ignored
her, and she wasn't angry. Then she whispered in my ear, "It's only been one night. If we were together all the time, wouldn't
she fall for you?"

Perhaps intentionally, her breath tickled my ear, and I turned my head away, saying, "I have a question I wanted to ask
you."

"Hmph, you only think of me when you're in trouble." Ye Ziyan withdrew her hand, seemingly dissatisfied, but still generously
said, "Luckily, I don't mind. Go ahead!"

I nodded with a fawning smile and asked, "Why is her reaction so different from my wife's? And last night she
said she didn't feel humiliated."

"Men are really stupid." Seemingly dissatisfied with my question, Ye Ziyan gave
me a disappointed look and led the way downstairs, saying, "A woman only doesn't
feel humiliated when she's cheating on her with the man she loves. That's why her reaction is different from Yunjuan's."

"You mean she..." I caught up with her in small steps, surprised, "Really!"

"Why not? Although Su Feng had contact with Yun Juan for a short time and only a few times,
it's different from your relationship with Zhang Ting. Once a woman's heart is hurt, her soul becomes very fragile, and she can lean on any shoulder offered
. She will also unconsciously be willing to rely on you. You took care of her when she was most heartbroken and desperate,
so it's inevitable that she would be moved. If you're this good to me, I'll be moved too." Ye Ziyan smiled and pressed
the elevator button .

"Am I not good enough to you?" I replied casually.

"I didn't see it." Although she said that, Ye Ziyan shook her head.

"Let's get down to business. Is it Zhang Ting's feelings for Xiang Qiu?" I evaded the question.

"Hey, don't overthink it. Women are just like men. If a man can have a confidante,
why can't a woman? It's just that for various reasons and concerns, most women will hold back and not
cross that final line." Ye Ziyan interrupted my speculation, looking me up and down with a smile. "And you two, since you
had the opportunity and the means, just crossed it!"

"That seems reasonable!" I scratched my head. Perhaps only women can truly understand a woman's heart.

"Take your thoughts back, don't overthink it. Forget about it when you get home. Think of a good excuse, make up
what you did at home last night, and deal with Yunjuan's questions!" Ye Ziyan smiled smugly, as if waiting to see a good show.
The elevator doors opened, and she stepped out first.

I followed dejectedly. When we reached the parking lot, Xiang Qiu and Zhang Ting were nowhere to be seen. Ye Ziyan stood in front,
hesitant. Before I could ask, she turned around and said, "Take me home. I didn't drive."

I couldn't help but laugh, "You can miscalculate too?"

"What do you mean by miscalculating?" Ye Ziyan rolled her eyes at me and casually got into my car.

Not wanting to argue with her about this, I started the car and left the club.

On the way, Ye Ziyan seemed a little tired. She reclined the seat and slumped down.

"What's wrong? Were you tired last night?" I asked, puzzled and curious.

"I just went at it recklessly. It took a lot of effort to subdue him!" Ye Ziyan wasn't shy at all,
speaking frankly with helplessness and annoyance.

I smiled and glanced at her.

"I wonder how the two of them usually play at home." Ye Ziyan murmured, then, as if remembering something, she curiously
sat up and asked, "How was Zhang Ting's performance?"

"She didn't perform much." I said bluntly.

She probably already guessed, but she was still persistent. Hearing my words, she fell silent, bored. Seeing that she was indeed very tired,
I didn't disturb her.

When the car arrived at Ye Ziyan's house, as she was about to get out, I remembered something and asked, "By the way, why haven't I
heard about the gathering lately?"

"What? You've gotten into it now?" Ye Ziyan looked into my eyes and smiled strangely.

"I was just curious, don't tell me if you don't want to!" I shifted gears and prepared to drive.

"Two couples haven't come back yet. It's the first one of the year, so of course no one can be absent. We'll get together once everyone is here, but it'll
be soon." Ye Ziyan smiled knowingly, opened the car door, and got out.

"Get some rest!" I nodded and drove away.

Chapter 659 The Club's Planning 1

I couldn't tell if I was afraid my wife would find out or if I wanted to avoid her for a while, but I didn't go home. I
called and said there was an early meeting at the company today, and went straight to the company. She didn't suspect anything.

When I got home in the evening, my wife even considerately asked if I was used to being home alone. Of course, I complained that I wasn't used to it,
that I couldn't sleep well without her by my side, and even took the opportunity to sigh that she had found a boyfriend and forgotten her husband. This made her look guilty, and
she kept saying she didn't want to either, but Liang Yuzhen was in a bad mood, and she had no choice but to stay with her.

Of course, I went along with it and made her make amends.

...

Half a month later, on the way to the villa.

I received a message from Su Feng a couple of days ago, inviting me to a gathering at our usual place tonight. Of course, I was a little puzzled as to why it wasn't Ye
Ziyan sent the message. But that was a small matter; it was the first gathering after the New Year, and I'd
missed those people after more than a month.

Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu should also be there today; they'll definitely give many people a surprise! Especially Zhou Cang, that...
Guys, they get all hyped up the moment a new person joins. From Zhang Ting's first appearance at the club
, it was clear Zhou Cang was smitten with her. The other men were similar, just a little more subtle, not as
obvious as Zhou Cang.

After the last exchange, I even had dinner with Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu privately. That was ten days after the exchange. I received
a call from Zhang Ting inviting me to her house for dinner. I was completely stunned, utterly confused.

After that night, although I tried my best not to think about it, I was still a little hung up on the two of them, especially since my wife's mood had been terrible after the first
exchange . I didn't want anything to happen to Zhang Ting, and I considered calling to
check on her or visiting her, but I couldn't muster the courage. I was hesitant to face either Zhang Ting or Xiang Qiu.

Then Zhang Ting called first, inviting me to dinner. Anyone would be confused. I wanted to decline,
but then I felt it wouldn't be right. After all, we're all in the same boat now, and there are so many connections.
With heavy heart, I agreed.

After hanging up, I hurriedly called Ye Ziyan; she was very good at anticipating people's reactions. I asked her what was wrong, and she
just laughed, said nothing, and told me to go by myself before hanging up. I was annoyed. This woman,
she only bosses me around when things are going well, and doesn't offer any help when things go wrong.

Now I'm the only one suffering, completely baffled and unable to understand it. I couldn't eat well during the day, and
couldn't sleep well at night. When I got home, my wife thought I was sick, so I had to lie and say there was something going on at work, I was planning something, and I had a headache. She
told me not to worry too much, and I could only smile and agree, hiding my bitterness inside, secretly depressed.

The next day, I nervously went to Zhang Ting's house, completely unsure how to interact with the two of them. When I got to the apartment building, I almost turned back
several times , but before I could escape, Zhang Ting called, telling me to hurry up, saying the food was already on the table and
she was waiting for me.

Reluctantly, I was forced into the situation and mustered my courage to go inside. Xiang Qiu was indeed home. Although he was very polite,
his gaze towards me was strange—a hint of distress, jealousy, and resignation.

Zhang Ting, on the other hand, greeted me warmly upon opening the door. Seeing my hesitation, she pulled me directly into the house. During
the meal , the two men stared at each other, unsure what to say. Their excessive politeness
created an awkward atmosphere, which Zhang Ting constantly tried to smooth things over, serving Xiang Qiu food and pouring me drinks.

Regardless of their behavior, I felt extremely uncomfortable during the meal, almost as if it were my first time visiting my future father-in-law's house,
eating under the watchful eyes of the entire family. I nearly forgot how to hold chopsticks, eating two whole bowls of rice without picking up any side
dishes. My wife later teased me about it for a long time.

I forget how I felt after finishing the meal. Regardless of my own feelings, at least Zhang Ting seemed alright, and Xiang
Qiu seemed okay too, which put my mind at ease. My anxiety hadn't been in vain. Leaving their house, a weight
lifted from my shoulders, and I felt much lighter.

Over the past six months, I've spent a lot of time with the people at the club, and we've all developed a bond. Hearing about the gathering, my wife's
eyes even held a hint of excitement. She'd prepared well in advance: a white strapless dress, white stockings, high heels—she dressed herself
like a little princess. Seeing how lightly she dressed, seemingly unfazed by the cold, I really wanted to have a meal with her at
her dressing .

Having not seen them for so long, I actually missed those women quite a bit, which made me drive faster. Perhaps
sensing my eagerness, my wife didn't say anything, pretending not to notice.

The car turned onto a side road and drove into the villa. It seemed we were early; quite a few people hadn't arrived yet. There were only
four cars parked outside, and you could tell who was there just by looking at them: Su Feng, Ye Ziyan, Zhou Cang, Mu Xinru, Qian Hao, Li Qiuyue,
and one car I hadn't seen twice—probably Xia Run and Du Xiaoyue's.

Entering the villa, my wife and I were both stunned. We had expected it to be bustling like at the end of the year, but inside
it was deserted , not a single person was there. Although the decorations had changed, a new year brings a fresh look, with festive paper decorations and many beautiful ornaments
hanging , the quiet environment felt somewhat strange and desolate.

"Over here!" Just as we were wondering, Ye Ziyan's voice rang out from the stairwell.

Finally seeing a living person, my wife and I went over and said, "I thought some monster had appeared and carried everyone away
!"

"You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth, they're all upstairs," Ye Ziyan pouted.

"What are they doing upstairs?" I asked with a smile.

"You'll find out when we get up," Ye Ziyan didn't say, but instead opened her arms to my wife, saying in a coquettish voice
, "Yunjuan, long time no see."

My wife smiled and greeted her, and the two hugged.

Taking advantage of my wife's momentary lapse in attention, Ye Ziyan planted a heavy kiss on her cheek. Playing this right after meeting made my wife blush
and feel a little embarrassed. She tried to back away, but Ye Ziyan wouldn't let go. Having been together for so long, perhaps due to
familiarity , my wife's wariness of Ye Ziyan wasn't as strong. Although not as clingy as Liang Yuzhen, their relationship was still
quite good.

To be honest, seeing the two beautiful women hugging and kissing so affectionately gave me a strange sense of excitement. Ye Ziyan
seemed unsatisfied and wanted to kiss her again, but my wife helplessly dodged, giving me a pleading look.

"Hey, you can't be biased!" I reached out as if to rescue her, wanting to pull both women into my arms.

"Women's business is for men to stay out of the way." Ye Ziyan completely ignored me, feeling somewhat annoyed that this woman
was drawing a line at a time like this.

"Let's go!" Ye Ziyan took my wife's arm and led the way upstairs.

I followed behind, hearing them vaguely talking, their voices low as if afraid I'd overhear. I only
caught bits of something about "keeping it a secret from women" and so on. My wife glanced back at me every now and then, her eyes gradually hardening with a hint of murderous intent.

My scalp tingled, and I was incredibly annoyed. That woman, Ye Ziyan, wasn't she trying to sow discord, to discard me after I'd served my purpose, and was she bringing up what happened
that night with Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu? My heart skipped a beat. Was she deliberately trying to cause me trouble? If my wife found out,
the exchange might not be so serious, since it had happened so many times already. But the consequences of not telling her the truth would definitely be much more severe. I
immediately rushed over, hugging my wife and Ye Ziyan's slender waists from behind, laughing, "Hey, speak louder, let
everyone hear!"

Chapter 660 Club Planning 2

Sure enough, Ye Ziyan defensively pushed me away, saying, "Go away! What do you know about women's business?"

Just as I was stubbornly trying to stay, Qian Hao emerged from the other end of the corridor, smiling as he saw us, "You're here!"

"Long time no see!" I released my hands from the two women's waists, greeting them with a smile.

Qian Hao didn't say anything, just nodded, "Come on in, they're all inside."

"Where are you going?" I asked, puzzled.

"Qiuyue wants some milk candy, I'll go downstairs and get it for her," Qian Hao said helplessly.

"What a nice guy," I chuckled, watching Qian Hao's retreating figure.

"That's a good man," my wife said, silently giving me a light elbow.

It definitely hit hard; clutching my aching stomach, I glared angrily at Ye Ziyan. That woman must have
said something to my wife; this was clearly a pretext for revenge.

Ye Ziyan ignored my glare, pointing to the corner ahead, "There it is, that room. You two go in first,
I need to go downstairs and wait for the others." With that, she turned and swayed her hips as she went downstairs.

Only my wife and I remained, a chill running down my spine. I turned and looked around, then casually smiled obsequiously,
"The decor upstairs is really nice."

My wife ignored my obvious perfunctory reply and said coldly, "What have you been doing behind my back?"

"What? What have I done?" I looked completely bewildered, then put my arm around her waist in a conciliatory manner and laughed, "Don't
listen to Ye Ziyan's nonsense. She's just stirring up trouble and trying to sow discord between us."

Hearing my words, my wife laughed, thinking she believed me. I smiled back, but before I could finish,
a sharp pain shot through my foot, followed by her cold voice, "Hmph, I'll settle the score with you when we get home."

"Hey, wait for me!" I cried out in pain, limping along the wall for support.

There were many paintings hanging along the corridor, but I had no interest in looking at them. I hopped into a large living room. My wife was already
inside , chatting with Li Qiuyue and Mu Xinru. The other couple was indeed Du Xiaoyue and her husband. I shook my foot and
walked in, pretending to be nonchalant.

Although I had been upstairs before, I hadn't really explored it properly. I had no idea there was such a room at the end of the corridor.
The room was large, with a long table in the center and a large round leather sofa surrounding it. To the left,
against the wall, was a mahogany wine cabinet, and in front of it was a home theater system.

On the table were sunflower seeds, peanuts, candy, and various fruits. Zhou Cang and Xia Run sat on the sofa, holding wine glasses and
chatting.

"Come on in, sit down!" Su Feng, who was choosing DVDs, turned around and called to me.

Smiling and nodding, I walked behind my wife, who was still eating sunflower seeds, and muttered a complaint, "You stomped too hard! Did you want
to kill me?"

"Serves you right for refusing to admit your mistakes and trying to keep lying to me," my wife said with a smile,
seemingly angry, without even glancing at me.

"Where have you been? Come on, come here, sit here," Zhou Cang said at the opportune moment. I

glanced at my wife; she seemed unwilling to talk to me now. Reluctantly, I turned and walked to the sofa.

Zhou Cang seemed excited, went over to pour me a drink, and pulled me to sit down. Just as I was wondering what was going on, he started
asking about Zhang Ting. I chuckled; no wonder he was being so attentive today. I only briefly mentioned Zhang Ting's situation,
and as for his inquiries about private matters, I told him to find out later.

Zhou Cang was both dissatisfied and helpless with my perfunctory attitude. During our conversation, Huo Lixiang and Liang Yuzhen arrived, and my wife
cheerfully greeted them. After exchanging pleasantries with Huo Lixiang, I learned from someone that they all seemed to know about my past with Zhang Ting
and were subtly inquiring about it. However, I stuck to my principles and only revealed what I could.

Su Feng soon joined in, and Wu Peng, Qin Xue, Guo Xiang, Tang Wei, Yang Xu, Pang Hui, Wang Lingyun, and
Su Qian also arrived one after another. When Xiang Qiu and Zhang Ting were led to the door by Ye Ziyan, everyone stood up and applauded.
Suddenly facing so many people, the two seemed quite nervous, but they were also happy about our enthusiasm. When Zhang Ting saw me in the crowd
, her gaze darted away, as if afraid of being recognized.

After introducing Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu to everyone, Liang Yuzhen, as always, took on the role of enlivening the atmosphere, enthusiastically pulling the
reserved Zhang Ting into the group of women and, regardless of Zhang Ting's willingness, launching into a rigorous interrogation. The other women
didn't lag behind, vying to speak, leaving Zhang Ting blushing and unsure of whose questions to answer.

Qin Wei and Zhao Shiya arrived last, and upon inquiry, it was learned that their unfortunate car had broken down on the road, and they had
to call Ye Ziyan to pick them up.

With everyone present, such a large group naturally made for a lively atmosphere. The boisterous opening, the toasting, left me somewhat puzzled
as to why everyone had been gathered here today. This room didn't have any entertainment facilities; it seemed more like
a place for relaxation and business discussions.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time and everyone was thinking of each other, or perhaps it was because of the new additions today, but everyone
was very excited, and after a few drinks, their spirits rose even higher.

Su Feng suddenly put down his wine glass, sat on the sofa, and calmly greeted everyone, "Please sit down, everyone. I have something
to tell you."

Chapter 661 Club Planning 3

Not only me, but everyone was puzzled. However, since they were all familiar with each other, no one said anything and they all sat
on the sofa, quietly waiting for Su Feng to speak.

"I've gathered everyone here today not only to celebrate the club's first gathering of the new year, but also because there's
something I want to talk to you about," Su Feng said, scanning the crowd.

It was rare to see Su Feng so serious, and everyone quieted down. Huo Lixiang asked in confusion, "What is it?"

Although the sofa was large, it was still a bit crowded with more than twenty people. My wife simply got up, sat on my
lap, and leaned against me. I tightened my grip on her slender waist, originally intending to take advantage of her, but my thigh was grabbed, and
I could only retreat with a bitter face.

"After the middle of last year, I went north four times and south three times, firstly to confirm some information, and secondly to meet
some people and investigate some real-world industries," Su Feng said in a loud voice.

"Why are you saying this?" Zhou Cang asked in confusion. Not only him, but everyone was puzzled.

Business matters are also personal matters, and for the club, they are all private affairs. Even the original contract
stipulated that no one should interfere in the other's life, so the club always holds gatherings. Unless there's trouble and they bring
it up , no one will bring these things up for no reason.

Su Feng raised his hand to stop them, saying, "I'm not running around like this for petty gains."
He then glanced at us, took a sip of his drink, and chuckled, "None of you here are outsiders. Perhaps some of you know that
I have some influence in this area. Many of you have connections, but we're located in a remote area, far from
higher-ups , so it's normal that we're not well-informed."

"What's going on that you're being so secretive about?" Su Feng kept everyone in
suspense for so long, leaving everyone confused. Even Yang Xu couldn't sit still any longer and asked impatiently. And judging from his tone, he seemed quite familiar with Su Feng.

When I turned to look at Yang Xu, I saw Xiang Qiu and Zhang Ting sitting there blankly, completely oblivious.
I knew what had happened. I chuckled inwardly. It must have been tough for them to encounter this on their first visit; they were probably
full of questions.

Su Feng smiled, signaling Yang Xu to calm down, then looked at me and smiled, saying, "I believe some of you already know that on the third day
of the Lunar New Year , I dropped everything and rushed north."

I paused, glancing at Ye Ziyan. She seemed to know what Su Feng was about to say, as she lowered her head and ate sunflower seeds.

"Before the New Year, I already knew that a team had been sent down to hold a meeting. I just remained inactive,
waiting for definite news. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, people from the north sent definite news, and on the third day, I rushed north to visit several people.
They confirmed that the higher-ups believed the time was ripe, and that
implementation would begin after the National People's Congress in March." Su Feng became somewhat excited as he spoke.

Ye Ziyan wasn't necessarily uninterested in Su Feng's topic, but rather completely uninterested in what he was busy with.
Seeing his excitement, she lightly nudged him as if to remind him. Su Feng seemed oblivious and ignored her.

"What does the decision from above have to do with us? And what exactly is this decision?" Xia
Run was completely confused.

"The economic development focus is shifting to the mainland, with trillions of yuan being mobilized. Once implemented, there will be
a series of preferential policies." Su Feng smiled, his eyes gleaming.

No matter what the issue, once money is mentioned, everyone's thoughts become clear, and their minds light up. And
listen to that—what a shocking number! Trillions! They wouldn't even dare to think about it, let alone see it. Imagine how
high it would be if it were piled up in front of them!

Qian Hao, who was drinking, almost choked. Qin Wei, who was pouring the wine, didn't even realize that the wine in his glass had spilled onto the table. The others weren't much
better off; they were eating sunflower seeds without even spitting out the shells. Even the usually composed Huo Lixiang's
hand holding his wine glass trembled slightly.

It wasn't until a wine glass crashed to the ground that everyone snapped out of their daze. Seeing everyone's gaze on them, Xiang Qiu, who
had unintentionally knocked over the wine glass, was embarrassed and apologetic.

But no one was paying attention to the wine glass on the ground. Zhou Cang asked excitedly, "What do you want
to do ?"

"This is a golden opportunity, of course we can't let it slip by. Although you are all quite good locally, compared to the coastal areas
, we are still far behind," Su Feng said firmly.

Hearing Su Feng's words, it seemed he wanted to include them in the scheme, which excited everyone present. After all, who
doesn't love money!

"Such a large allocation is a groundbreaking initiative. It will not only attract major companies across the country,
but also alarm the world, attracting many financial giants,"
Su Feng said, bringing everyone back to reality as they saw their eyes shining and seemingly dreaming of a bright future.

"Then what can we do?" Wu Peng asked, somewhat disappointed, but unwilling to give up. Of course, with so
much money in front of them, who would give up the opportunity to get a share?

"There's a saying, 'Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities!' And another, 'Even a mighty dragon can't suppress
a local snake .' This is our home turf, after all; we've been operating here for decades," Su Feng
said with a half-smile.

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Chapter 662 Club Planning 4

Yang Xu asked Su Feng with doubt, "What do you plan to do? Although I've heard about that news, I've never
seriously considered it."

"I've already considered this: establishing an energy company to supply energy," Su Feng said with a smile.

"Isn't important energy always controlled by the higher-ups?" Yang Xu frowned in distress.

"That's good, but such a big cake is too much for anyone to eat. We can share the pie!" Su Feng glanced at
everyone , and seeing that no one spoke, he continued, "The first thing to plan is definitely the construction of railways, bridges, and transportation lines.
We can bid for the projects, be responsible for the construction, and incidentally guide those outsiders and transport supplies. Don't forget,
we're the local bigwigs."

Huo Lixiang nodded after listening and said, "If we have the information, others must have it too."

"That's why we need to prepare as soon as possible. Business opportunities are fleeting; if you're a step behind, you'll be a step behind." Su Feng finished speaking
and took a sip of wine.

"Small-scale operations are fine, but to establish a large company, our resources aren't exactly abundant." Zhou Cang
wasn't excited yet.

"This time, of course, it's not small-scale. Those who can participate are all people who don't lack money, so sometimes, having money
isn't enough to succeed. This kind of game is more about connections and information, so we need
cooperation . Everyone contributes money and effort!" Su Feng laughed.

I nodded. Regardless, what he said made sense. Because of that connection, the people present were definitely
more reliable than the outside business partners.

"Tell me, what's the plan?" Qian Hao seemed to already see the gold mine before him and was getting impatient.

"I plan to invest 80 million to register an energy company. Whatever you can contribute, it will be based on your shareholding
. If you can't contribute, that's fine too; I'll allocate shares according to your contributions to the company," Su Feng said, scanning the crowd.

"Okay, I'll contribute 20 million," Yang Xu said, seeing that Su Feng had made his decision.

"I'll contribute 5 million," Xia Run added.

Wang Lingyun turned to look at Xia Run, who said disapprovingly, "Don't look at me like that. This is all my
savings . This is a huge gamble; I've staked everything."

"Okay, then I'll contribute 3 million," Wang Lingyun nodded. "

I'll contribute 2 million," Zhou Cang followed.

"I'll also contribute 2 million," Guo Xiang said at the opportune moment.

The remaining people were me, Huo Lixiang, Qian Hao, Wu Peng, Qin Wei, and Xiang Qiu. Although Xiang Qiu understood the situation, she
was still somewhat confused. It was her first time here, and she'd encountered something like this; anyone would be nervous. However, facing such
a large sum of money, she was truly in a dilemma.

After scanning the crowd, Huo Lixiang took the lead and said, "How about this, the remaining couples will pool together one million."

"No problem, I'll cover the rest." Su Feng nodded. Seeing no one object, he continued, "The remaining task
is to clarify the company's specific matters and each person's responsibilities."

Everyone listened quietly. Su Feng continued, "Everyone here has a job and a social
standing . It's best to preserve these identities. Due to certain circumstances, many people are not suitable to be in the public eye. I think
it's best to let her show her face." He then looked at the bewildered Zhang Ting.

"Huh? What? Why?" Zhang Ting took a while to react.

"Because you have the least information about yourself, your background is the cleanest. Even if someone wants to investigate, it will be difficult to find
anything ," Su Feng explained.

Seeing Zhang Ting's surprised expression, I couldn't help but laugh, "In a few days, you'll be transformed into
the boss !"

"But..." Perhaps still unfamiliar with the people present, Zhang Ting wanted to refuse.

"Alright, it's settled then. Don't worry about the specifics; I'll let you know when the time comes and I'll also
find someone to help you!" Su Feng decided.

Zhang Ting glanced at Xiang Qiu, seemingly a little scared, and wanted to say something, but Xiang Qiu gently stopped her.

Su Feng then turned to Du Xiaoyue and said, "Xiaoyue, you'll have to work hard and handle the company's external legal matters. Once
the funds arrive in a couple of days, you'll accompany Zhang Ting to register and help her complete the registration-related matters."

Du Xiaoyue glanced at Zhang Ting and nodded with a smile.

"The company needs to be established quickly, getting ahead of others; this is very important. As for recruiting senior executives and other
matters , we'll discuss them in detail later," Su Feng emphasized.

"I'll keep an eye on it," Du Xiaoyue smiled charmingly.

"There's one more thing that needs to be done urgently," Su Feng said, glancing at me.

"What?" I asked, puzzled.

"Anything involving interests will involve a large number of people. For secrecy and convenience, ordinary places definitely
won't work. We need a place to discuss business with the outside world and build relationships," Su Feng explained, then looked at me and said,
"Xu Lei manages a tourism company, right? Using your company's name, we can get a plot of land, choose a secluded
spot in the suburbs, and build a high-end resort."

"Huh?" I was surprised, not expecting Su Feng to say this.

"The facilities must be complete, the public relations must be excellent, and the service must be absolutely top-notch," Su Feng continued, ignoring my troubled expression
. He then looked at Li Qiuyue and said, "Once everyone is gathered, you can take some time to conduct unified training!"

"Okay!" Li Qiuyue agreed with a smile.

"Remember to teach them what they should avoid," Su Feng instructed, then explained to everyone, "In this kind of business, there are always upstream
and downstream partners, so we need to quickly recruit a group of useful external personnel."

The others nodded in understanding. Seeing that I hesitated, Su Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry about the money. We'll allocate five million from
the company , and we'll talk about it later if it's not enough."

As the saying goes, even a hero can be brought down by a penny, and money makes things easier, so I readily nodded, "No problem."

"Remember, you have to handle this personally, and the fewer people who know, the better. After the resort is built, don't advertise it
or open it to the public. Just issue membership cards to our company's guests," Su Feng instructed.

I smiled and nodded.

"The first step is to get here, get the company up and running, and prepare everything. We'll wait for the announcement from above and then
act accordingly." After Su Feng finished speaking, he raised his glass and smiled, "May our company have smooth sailing."

As if they could already see piles of money, everyone smiled and raised their glasses.

"Cheers!" Su Feng started, and everyone smiled and clinked glasses, even Xiang Qiu's eyes were full of smiles.

After downing two drinks, Ye Ziyan finally stepped forward to address club matters.

Perhaps the news she had just heard was too shocking, or perhaps it was the anticipation of the upcoming changes and the changes that were about to occur,
but everyone was somewhat excited, and their playful spirit had diminished. Whether she sensed this or
it was because this was the first gathering of the year, Ye Ziyan didn't have any games played, instead encouraging everyone to relax,
chat , and get to know each other.

We drank quite a bit and talked a lot, and my wife and I gradually became familiar with everyone, except for Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu, who
remained reserved. They didn't know many people here, and I had initially worried they would be left out, so I wanted to
introduce them to everyone. But I was overthinking it. Without me even having to do anything, or even the Xiang couple taking the initiative,
all the couples took turns toasting them, chatting with them, and trying to get on their good side. Zhou Cang, in particular, stayed by Mu Xinru
's side, not wanting to leave.

I felt like I was seeing myself and my wife a year ago, when we first joined the club. But this was a good thing; it allowed them to quickly
integrate into the atmosphere.

Chapter 663 A Woman of Unwavering Combination of Movement and Stillness 1

A group of people chatted and laughed, playfully teasing each other. As the alcohol took effect, many people's eyes became ambiguous,
and their words became excited. As evening approached, Ye Ziyan came out to preside over the meeting, letting Zhang Ting and Xiang Qiu choose their preferred partners.
However, the two were still hesitant and kept declining.

Actually, I could tell that Xiang Qiu seemed to have a thing for Mu Xinru. This guy's
eyes changed the moment he saw the timid Mu Xinru. His tone of voice and demeanor were different from other
women .

It has to be said that some of a woman's temperament can be faked, but some is truly innate, and no one can act it out convincingly.
After spending two years with Zhang Ting, Xiang Qiu valued a woman's personality more, especially liking gentle women.

I noticed this, and Zhou Cang, that old wolf, couldn't possibly not see it either, so he took the opportunity to encourage Xiang Qiu. Whether it was because he couldn't
resist the temptation or because he couldn't resist his feelings, Xiang Qiu finally took Mu Xinru's hand. Zhou Cang succeeded, and Mu Xinru and
Zhang Ting were doomed, forced to accept reality. Anyway, Zhang Ting was timid and hesitant; even if she were given a choice, she wouldn't know who to pick. With the new couple

arranged, the rest were simple; there was no need to choose at all. As Ye Ziyan put it, "New Year, new
look , let's celebrate!" It depended on whether the man and woman were willing; as long as they clicked, they could freely choose their partner for the night. This
was a boon for the wolves, who swarmed into the flock, scaring the unprepared women who hid and screamed in terror.
Women, of course, also had the right to choose, but those who were slow to run and got caught naturally couldn't refuse the man beside them.

I watched from the sidelines, my heart itching, but before the selection, my
wife . Spending a night with Du Xiaoyue was no problem for me; after all, I'd wanted to understand this woman for a long time, and she
held a kind of adoring admiration in my heart.

Xia Run was Du Xiaoyue's husband; I believed he couldn't be too bad, so there was nothing to worry about.

And for some reason, ever since that night with Zhang Ting, I've started looking forward to this unknown night, my
heart leaping with excitement. It's like seeing my first love again; even if it's unrequited, the spark in my heart keeps burning.
This wonderful feeling makes me a little afraid, but mostly joyful and excited, like
a vampire who has just survived death and been reborn.

The wedding-snatching battle ended quickly. Ye Ziyan was surrounded by three men. Although she was clever, her physical strength couldn't
keep up with she couldn't put up any effective resistance before being captured by Yang Xu. Li Qiuyue ran around in circles but couldn't escape Wang Lingyun
's clutches either.

Liang Yuzhen was the smartest; before the men could act, she captured Su Feng first, leaving Su Feng, who hadn't even made a move yet,
somewhat amused and exasperated. Following suit, Tang Wei also took the initiative and grabbed Wu Peng, who was chasing Zhao Shiya.

Qian Hao caught Zhao Shiya, Huo Lixiang caught Su Qian, and Guo Xiang was almost injured when he tried to catch Qin Xue, but
Qin Xue eventually released him after he begged for mercy. Qin Wei accidentally caught Pang Hui.

Each left with their companions for the night. Perhaps because she heard something from Ye Ziyan, my wife
was truly angry; she ignored me the entire night, not even glancing at me as she left
. I felt a little guilty and wanted to find an opportunity to ask Ye Ziyan what she had said to my wife, but she seemed
to know what I was going to ask, completely ignoring my glances and getting straight into Yang Xu's car.

"Flirting all that? If you were thinking about her, why didn't you just go and catch her?" Du Xiaoyue spoke softly from behind,
her voice low but decisive, making you want to hear her finish.

"It's a misunderstanding!" I looked away and turned back with a smile.

"Misunderstanding what?" Du Xiaoyue pouted slightly.

Only now did I realize that this woman spoke in a low voice, enunciating each word precisely. Even though she was blaming me,
there wasn't a trace of coquetry, yet it made me feel utterly irritable. Instead, I only wanted to make amends. I honestly said, "
I wanted to ask her something."

"Men, always saying one thing and meaning another," Du Xiaoyue wrinkled her nose and snorted lightly. Although her words were a rebuttal, she clearly
believed me, a slight smile playing on her lips as she walked towards my car.

I quickly caught up, opened the car door for Du Xiaoyue, and bowed to invite her in.

"That's more like it. A small gesture can turn a man into a gentleman!" Du Xiaoyue
praised with a .

I noticed that when Du Xiaoyue spoke, not only were her eyes and expressions perfectly coordinated, but her entire body movements and gestures were
also very harmonious. When she got in, she sat sideways, facing me, and only after finishing her sentence did she
pull her white legs into the car.

Truly impressive, just a few small actions pulled me back to reality, making my heart surge, as if I were witnessing
a spectacular performance.

"It's my pleasure to serve you!" I obediently closed the car door.

After we got on the road, I kept stealing glances at Du Xiaoyue beside me. Perhaps because of her profession, she didn't have her hair
styled . Her beautiful, long, flowing hair was neatly parted in a 4:6 ratio, covering half of her eyebrows and revealing her pretty
face, making her seem less serious and more mysteriously beautiful.

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Chapter 664 A Woman of Consistent Movement and Stillness 2

Her makeup was also very light, with only a touch of eye makeup, a light blush, and pink lip gloss. The effect
was remarkable, making her seem natural and approachable. When Du Xiaoyue smiled faintly with her lips pursed, I guess any
man who saw her would think she was a woman without any guile.

Even her posture was very proper, leaning back in the seat with her hands folded between her legs. However, my attention was
naturally not on her fair hands, but on the faintly visible curves of her legs and her exposed
, shapely calves. Du Xiaoyue probably noticed my gaze early on, but she didn't seem uncomfortable at all, nor did she try to avoid it
. She remained poised and confident, as if she wanted me to look all I wanted.

Although I had gotten my fill of eye candy, I felt a little stifled. I wanted to speak, but I didn't know how to start.

This awkward atmosphere lasted for a long time until we entered the city. Perhaps unable to bear my staring any longer, Du Xiaoyue
said helplessly, "Just say what you have to say!"

"Actually, I started paying attention to you a few years ago, but I never had the chance to meet you." Unable to suppress
my feelings, I spoke frankly.

"How did you know me?" Du Xiaoyue asked, slightly surprised, as if intrigued. She turned to look at me.

Her eyes were clear and bright. My heart pounded. Why would a woman like this join a club? I
explained , "Remember five years ago, when I helped XX company with their lawsuit? I was working for that company back then."

I then recounted the whole story, including my admiration for her at the time. Du Xiaoyue listened happily, but then
shook her head and said, "I don't remember."

I was a little annoyed. Perhaps it had been too long, or perhaps she had handled too many lawsuits; she simply hadn't remembered
. "Instead of talking about those trivial things, why don't you tell me what you think of me?" Du Xiaoyue suddenly said

before I could catch my breath . "What do you think?" I asked, puzzled. "Well, in your eyes, what kind of woman am I?" Du Xiaoyue asked with great interest. "Then tell me first, what do you think of me?" Not having thought of what to say, I could only make up an excuse. Knowing I was avoiding the question, Du Xiaoyue pouted and looked at me thoughtfully for a long time before saying, "You, well, you're half a good man ." I was taken aback; it was the first time I'd heard that description. Du Xiaoyue glanced at me and continued, "Loves your family, loves your wife, but you're indecisive, lack manly spirit, and don't know how to handle emotional matters, especially those involving ." Towards the end, the woman shook her head in distress. "How long have we known each other?" Hearing her words, I almost pressed the accelerator instead of the brake, adjusting myself. "Not long." Perhaps sensing from my expression that she was right, Du Xiaoyue chuckled and shook her head. "You've been secretly investigating me?" I asked suspiciously. "I'm not a voyeur, why would I investigate you?" Du Xiaoyue scoffed at my petty suspicions. "Then how do you know so much?" I asked again. "Well… I won't tell you!" After teasing me for so long, Du Xiaoyue finally smiled, seeing my disappointment and helplessness, and said smugly, "Okay, now it's your turn to tell." "Uh, we're at the club." Playing me, I retorted. "How could you do this?" Now it was Du Xiaoyue's turn to feel helpless. "Let's go upstairs, we'll talk in the room, okay?" I used delaying tactics. After a long standoff, Du Xiaoyue finally gave in, angrily opening the door, and before getting out of the car, she turned back "There's one more thing I forgot to comment on." "What?" I asked with a smile. "A tiny bit." Du Xiaoyue said the two words, then took the lead out of the car and walked towards the elevator without looking back. "What do you mean?" I jogged to catch up. "Go look it up yourself!" Du Xiaoyue said angrily. Even when she's angry, she looks so good, and her voice is very pleasant. I smiled and said, "Just say I'm stingy, why be so vague ?" "I already know, why ask?" Du Xiaoyue deliberately avoided my gaze. This girl ignored me the whole way, and I held back. As soon as we entered the room, she said anxiously, "Can you tell me now?" "Good!" I said deliberately perfunctorily. "That's it?" Du Xiaoyue wrinkled her nose. I noticed something else: this woman likes to wrinkle her nose when she's dissatisfied. I smiled and recited, "Her beauty eclipses the moon and shames the flowers, a natural beauty that could topple kingdoms..."

"Are you ever going to stop?" Even a clay Buddha has a temper, and Du Xiaoyue's gaze towards me began to turn unfriendly.

I patted her delicate shoulders, soothingly saying, "Alright! You're so beautiful, intelligent, smart, and cultured.
No one can truly describe how good you are."

As I spoke, Du Xiaoyue's expression gradually softened, and towards the end, she couldn't help but giggle.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked, puzzled.

"Actually! I think I'm a pretty funny person!" Du Xiaoyue leaned closer to me, chuckling softly, then
happily turned around, placed her bag on the vanity, and poured herself a glass of wine.

I stood there, completely unsure whether she was genuinely angry or just pretending, or whether I
had tricked her or she had tricked me.

I added two ice cubes to her glass, but she didn't drink it. She placed it on the bedside table, got up, and said, "I'm going to take a shower!"

Shaking off my doubts, I shamelessly followed her, asking, "Can we go together?"

Chapter 665 A Woman of Unwavering Motion 3

"Of course not!" Du Xiaoyue turned to look at me. Although it was a rejection, her eyes were full of temptation, as if
constantly saying, "Come on, come on.

" "Why?" Seeing that look, I thought she was just being coy.

"Because I think it's better for a woman to maintain a little mystery before sleeping with a man." Du Xiaoyue
smiled and closed the glass door.

I sighed dejectedly, looking at the slender figure inside. I knew I'd been tricked this time. I sat
back on the bed, turned on the TV, and asked, "What do you think of tonight's suggestion?"

"Su Feng isn't the kind of person who does things he's not sure about!" Du Xiaoyue's voice came from the bathroom.

I nodded, saying nothing more. I wanted to change the channel and watch a short film, but I was a little worried about being caught by Du Xiaoyue.
As I hesitated, her voice came from the bathroom, "Don't worry about me, do whatever you want!" I

paused, then hurriedly looked around.

"Don't worry, I wasn't peeking. The most important thing when two people are together is freedom, isn't it?"
Du Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"Right!" I nodded, deliberately changing the channel and turning the noise up really loud. I

thought Du Xiaoyue would complain, but after waiting for a while, I only heard the sound of running water and heard nothing. It was a bit
boring; I even lost interest in the couple entwined on screen. I poured myself a glass of wine and lay down on the bed.

Soon, Du Xiaoyue came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, taking small steps, and picked up the wine glass from the bedside table. Turning back, I
noticed the ice cubes she had placed in the glass before showering had completely melted.

My gaze unconsciously drifted from the wine glass, following her fair arms to her pink shoulders. Whether it was intentional skincare or not,
her skin was incredibly smooth, almost like tofu pudding fresh from the pot
. Her collarbones were deep, but unfortunately, her snow-white breasts were completely covered. A little disappointed, but mostly itchy, I reached out and pulled her into my arms.

"What's so interesting about this? Go take a shower, we'll be live-streaming later," Du Xiaoyue said with a
strange smile, not at all avoiding my closeness, looking at the screen.

Her words were provocative and stimulating, but having been tricked twice, I couldn't tell if she was being sincere.

"Okay, go ahead!" Du Xiaoyue soothingly pulled me up, snuggling comfortably into my warm blankets. I

sighed helplessly, knowing I couldn't win with my wits, and prepared to unleash my masculine instincts to win physically.
I downed my drink, rushed into the bathroom, scrubbed myself haphazardly, and came out two minutes later.

I guessed Du Xiaoyue would change the channel while I wasn't looking, but when I came out, I found her drinking and watching with great interest.

Turning my head, I saw a man standing on the ground, a woman wrapped around his neck, her legs around his waist,
dangling in mid-air, her head buried limply in his chest, her face obscured. The man thrust repeatedly
with great the woman's long hair flying wildly as she gasped.

"Can this really bring pleasure?" Du Xiaoyue tilted her head, seemingly confused, and asked in distress.

I was startled awake, my gaze returning from the screen to Du Xiaoyue, covered by a blanket, her snow-white shoulders exposed. Thinking of the snow-white scenery under the covers
, and hearing the constant stream of lewd words, my suppressed lust surged to my head. I pounced on
Du Xiaoyue , trapping her under the covers, and said, "Want to try?"

Faced with my sudden attack, Du Xiaoyue wasn't nervous at all. Instead, her eyes were misty as she seductively asked,
"Do you have the stamina?"

"Damn it!" Feeling underestimated, I blurted out a curse, pulling the covers off, only to freeze in place.

Seeing my frustrated and troubled expression, Du Xiaoyue giggled.

"Why are you still wrapped in a towel!" Not seeing the expected view, I felt a little deflated.

"Of course, it's to protect against perverts like you!" Du Xiaoyue said with a charming smile.

"Since you've said it, then I'll be the pervert for once." I suddenly made my move.

"Ah!" With Du Xiaoyue's exclamation, the white cloth covering her delicate body opened like a curtain.

A glimpse of spring, so white it was almost dazzling, made me almost suffocate the moment I saw her tender body. Her long, beautiful legs
were pressed together, slightly curled, forming a graceful arc, as delicate as a flower. The bushy pubic hair between her legs was dazzling,
like a natural beauty, lush and flawless.

My mouth was dry, and I felt my heart was about to jump out of my chest. We had exchanged partners more than once, but never with such
fervor and excitement. My mind seemed to have no other thoughts, only this delicate body before me.

My gaze slowly moved upward, and with each breath, her lower abdomen rose and fell gently. Her round, full, and fair breasts
were like large white steamed buns just taken out of the steamer, making me thirsty and eager to lick them. I couldn't tell if it was because of
the scenery before me or because I was completely intoxicated by it, but at this moment, I only wanted to be tender with her, and I couldn't wait to open my mouth
and bite.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Just as I was about to bite, a delicate white hand stopped me.

"Grandma, what time is it? You still want to play?" I said painfully, unable to bear the hunger, and opened my mouth to put her jade finger
in my mouth, sucking hard a few times.

"Do you prefer to be proactive or passive?" she asked, chuckling as she withdrew her finger.

I had intended to dodge her defenses and attack another snow-capped peak, but another small hand blocked my way. "One minute proactive, the next
passive," I said irritably, like a tiger locked in a cage for three days, desperately seeking its way out.

"So, do you prefer to be proactive first, or passive first?" Du Xiaoyue remained unhurried.

"Passive." This surprised me for a moment, then I said.

"Alright then!" Before I could even react, Du Xiaoyue suddenly rolled over, pinning me beneath her, and
bit down on my chest.

"Ah!" Completely unexpected, and this girl deliberately bit hard, hitting my nipple, making me want to
shrink back and run away.

Before I could escape, she released her teeth and licked me forcefully, then sucked hard. Instantly, I felt like I was ascending from
hell to heaven, holding her head and letting out soft gasps. She glanced at me, smiling mischievously.

Her sudden initiative and actions caught me completely off guard, but this change filled me with
joy and novelty, like buying a family car only to discover upon arrival that it had the engine of a high-end sports car.

I had initially thought she would be a reserved woman, but I was completely wrong. Her tongue roamed over my body, her small
hands restlessly reaching down, and unlike other women who gently grasped and teased, she playfully flicked
and gently entwined her fingers.

The pleasure itself wasn't much, but her playfulness and teasing were incredibly stimulating. Sensing the
change, she immediately looked up, her eyes fixed on the head of her penis awakening and stiffening on her fingertips.

Seeing the curiosity and excitement in her eyes, I said, annoyed, "It's not like I haven't seen it before, is it really that beautiful?"

"Don't you think it's strange?" she said seriously.

"What's strange about it? It's just like any other thing." I looked up.

"Why is it the only one that can change shape?" She treated it like a toy, even
gently .

"Otherwise, why would it be called the Ruyi Jingu Bang!" I replied with a mock laugh.

"I'm serious." she said coquettishly.

"Go ask it yourself!" I didn't have time to discuss this irrelevant question with her, so I reached out and pressed her pretty face
down.

"Ugh!" She let out a soft moan as it was poured into her mouth, giving me a disgruntled glare, but still diligently swallowing and
spitting .

This woman, she puts so much effort into everything she does, but it really feels good to suck on. Watching the fragrant saliva slide down her little mouth,
I couldn't help but thrust my hips forward and asked, "Well, did it answer?"

She slapped my waist angrily, and before I could laugh, she suddenly turned around, stepped over me, and
opened her back door for me. Seeing her pink and tender opening, I knew she was aroused. I pinched her snow-white, pert buttocks twice and
buried my face in them.

The moment we touched, her little mouth tightened, and she let out heavy breaths. Perhaps it was the stimulation, or perhaps it was the pleasure, but
she sucked harder and faster. To repay her favor, I also worked diligently, wishing I could shove my whole head
inside.

Stimulated, she soon began to flow, her soft breaths mingling, and she involuntarily twisted her slender waist, gently rubbing herself.
Every time I licked her and my fingers touched her anus, she would shrink back like a fish trying to escape. Afraid of scaring her, I
gave up the probing and focused on attacking her front.

She naturally wouldn't sit idly by and launch a counterattack, not only swallowing everything completely each time but also occasionally using her tongue and
little mouth to clean her nipples.

...

Chapter 666 The Woman's Unwavering Motion 4

This vigorous, competitive attack ignited both Du Xiaoyue and me with burning desire. I wanted to immerse my body in
her mouth forever. She also only wanted me to insert my tongue, occasionally reaching down to rub her entrance as if unsatisfied
.

Even though my mind was intoxicated, my head was clearer than ever before. I even imagined
various different scenes unfolding on the same floor, in the same room. The allure of Ye Ziyan, the boldness of Liang Yuzhen,
the charm of Li Qiuyue

flashed before my eyes, one after another, countless others. Each woman flashed before my eyes, imagining the
passion , and the toil their husbands were putting on other women. I could vaguely hear their
panting and see the men sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed through my mind, and everything shattered like fragments of a broken mirror, leaving only
that pretty, virtuous figure. A pang of pain and guilt gripped my heart. Seeing my current state of depravity, I felt somewhat
sorry for her. But I quickly recalled her lying beneath Xia Run, enduring his thrusts and his boundless
desire. I couldn't help but wonder if she was enjoying herself, or if she was thinking the same thing as me.

A sense of anguish and restlessness rose within me, yet my lust burned even brighter than before. As I sucked and licked, I reached into her vagina
, probing, unsure whether I wanted to ejaculate or simply release my pent-up desires, seeking revenge.

Du Xiaoyue seemed to relish this intense passion, gripping and stroking my penis even harder, her throat
occasionally emitting soft moans, her hips pressing down relentlessly. We both felt each other's passion, panting heavily.

Whether from the unbearable stimulation or the approach of climax, she suddenly straightened up, sitting on my face, rubbing against it rapidly,
as if rubbing my penis against hers. Her snow-white buttocks pressed completely against my face, making me feel suffocated
. Gasps escaped her lips as she kneaded her heaving breasts with one hand.

Soon, a warm flow came down. Knowing what was happening, I immediately shut my mouth, but she continued
to sway . The wetness rubbed against most of my cheeks along her buttocks, and a strong, lewd smell filled my nostrils. Strangely,
instead of feeling nauseous, it stimulated me so much that my face turned red and I stood erect like a pillar. If I were to roll over now, I could definitely use
it to practice handstands.

I couldn't resist any longer and reached out to help her up
, lost in her own
world, and lowered myself to her. Although it was very stimulating and comfortable, she understood and craved even more internal union. Her cave was already prepared, and I easily slid in. The moment she sat down, the moment my dragon entered the pool, it permeated my lungs and soaked my entire body and mind, pulling me back from the brink of death.

I don't know whether to say she was impatient or understanding. Before I could move, she braced herself on my
knees began to twist and slap her hips rapidly. She was still facing away from me, her beautiful hair flying, the light shining on her snowy back
like a shimmering lake, reflecting light.

I reached out soothingly, my hands roaming over her snowy back and thighs. Occasionally, she would lightly bite her lip, glancing back at me
with dazed look and trembling eyelashes, making me unbearably hot, wanting more, wanting to conquer.

She was equally impatient, lifting herself up and squatting between my legs as if defecating. This allowed her to exert more force,
faster, and with greater power. Soon, the sounds of slapping filled my ears, her panting and moans
growing increasingly fervent.

I don't know whether to say her celestial abode was abundant, or that she was adept at regulating her body; her celestial abode overflowed with nectar, not only
nourishing our bodies but also warming our minds and souls. Lying on the bed, I could even clearly see the nectar
flowing from her celestial abode, down my genitals to between my legs, splashing out with each thrust,
like tiny, shimmering pearls under the light.

The nectar quickly soaked her buttocks and spread between my legs, looking like a layer of honey, as she thrust...
Our flesh seemed to be glued together, and when she lifted her hips, a layer of moisture connected us.

I had never seen anything like it before, and the stimulation made my eyes widen; I didn't want to miss a single moment. This
effortless pleasure filled me with joy and excitement. I was also getting into the swing of things; each time she pressed down, my body tensed, and
a tingling sensation ran through me.

I reached out and held her slender waist, helping her lift up and then pressing down heavily. The pressure made her whole body tense as if she had been electrocuted,
letting out a soft meow like a cat. Sparks danced between our bodies, and our spirits began to revolve.

I wanted to be lost in this beautiful scene forever, but good times never last. A woman's stamina is ultimately limited, and with
this kind of game, a woman's body easily becomes weak from stimulation. She gradually lost strength; although her body was empty and she desperately
craved more, she could no longer sway and twist as quickly and forcefully as before.

She also began to feel unsatisfied, looking back at me with an unspoken look in her eyes. If it were just now, I
would definitely have teased her some more, but now, my empty body forced me to react immediately.

I pulled my legs up, gently pressed her back, and immediately changed positions. My surging desire, coupled with my initial dismissive
words , made me want to teach her a lesson. To prevent her escape, I gripped her soft, round buttocks tightly, thrusting rapidly and
withdrawing.

In just a few seconds, dozens of thrusts followed, and she trembled and swayed like a speck of dust in an earthquake.
Soon, her moans became rapid and sharp; her hands could no longer support her body, and she collapsed limply onto the bed.

To make her more comfortable, and for better penetration and enjoyment, I lowered my hips and helped her turn over. Her
eyes were weak and half-closed, as limp as cooked noodles. Seeing her like this, I smiled smugly. Knowing I
was doing it on purpose, she wrinkled her nose in feigned indignation.

Suddenly, I remembered a move I'd "accidentally" discovered a few days ago: I had her lie on her back, knelt beneath her, supported myself on
the bed at an angle, and slowly slid in. The description said this allowed penetration into the dantian, and that women who
had tried it said it was wonderful; now it was time to try it.

At first, I wasn't sure, just trying it out. But when I entered, she tensed up as if startled,
reflexively clenching her fingers, staring at me blankly. Knowing I'd succeeded, I was overjoyed. Before, I only knew
how to press down on her, I had no idea there was such a method.

This unexpected discovery excited me, and I continued to tentatively withdraw and press down. She trembled again as if electrocuted.
This reaction was strange, like a switch being flipped, an electric current coursing through her body, causing her to react involuntarily. If it was
just an accident at first, now she was certain.

Her eyes held surprise and doubt, but I didn't have time to explain. I began to move in and out rhythmically,
gradually increasing the frequency. After just a few strokes, she tensed up, clinging to me like an octopus.

This face-to-face intimacy, watching her gradually become intoxicated and lost in it, was incredibly exhilarating. Soon I discovered that
not only when she spoke, but whenever she opened her mouth, her expressions matched perfectly: a frown always accompanied by a biting lip,
a smile always accompanied by a blink.

Both her body and expression brought me joy. Perhaps coincidentally, the television seemed to
be entering its final stages, with constant, agonizing moans and groans, like a demonic cacophony, driving me forward,
relentlessly attacking.

Perhaps I hit a nerve, or perhaps it was the continuous, rapid thrusting, but a flush quickly rose to her cheeks. She
slowly descended into madness, sometimes stretching her neck as if unable to bear it, supporting her body with her head, sometimes struggling angrily,
sometimes clinging tightly to me, kissing and biting me wildly on my chest and arms.

A woman's reaction is the greatest praise and motivation for a man. Her lower body was already soaking wet, her opening and closing completely
unlike anything I'd experienced before, now shut with a sudden tightening of her waist, feeling like a black hole
, constantly sucking me in, forcing me to submit. Even a magic staff couldn't withstand such attrition, quickly becoming gleaming
and unbearably hot.

I stared intently at her, and she, too, bit her lip, looking back at me. We both understood the meaning in her eyes.
The pace quickened, and we launched our final thrust. She wrapped her legs around my waist to penetrate deeper.

Each collision felt like a hammer striking a newly forged sword, lava splattering, sweat pouring down our backs. Each
impact sent shivers down our spines, as if everything around us was singing and dancing.

I lost track of time, and how many times we'd struck. With a scream, my nails dug deep into my flesh, and the black hole
suddenly accelerated its rotation. For some reason, no torrent of fluid flowed out. I had already reached my limit; I couldn't withstand this
stimulation. The powerful suction made my whole body tremble.

Dew kept gushing out, but that black hole was a bottomless pit. It not only absorbed but also dissolved all matter.
No matter how much the dragon tried to swallow and expel, it was all sucked in, leaving not a trace. If I hadn't struggled to hold on,
perhaps even the dragon would have been sucked in.

I was quite surprised, but her reaction was strange. She gritted her teeth, supporting herself, as if in great pain.

"What's wrong?" Forgetting all about enjoying myself, I brushed aside her hair, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and
asked worriedly.

She bit her lip, clenched her fists, and didn't respond at all, as if she hadn't heard me.

"Hey, Du Xiaoyue, are you alright?" I asked, a little worried, gently patting her cheek.

After a few pats, she suddenly turned to look at me, exhaling a gasp, her whole body relaxing.
A belated torrent erupted instantly, destroying everything in its path.

...

Chapter 667 The Past of Two Couples 1

Although I felt very comfortable, I was even more surprised by Du Xiaoyue's reaction. Watching the blush slowly fade from her face,
I chuckled and teased, "Now you know whether I have any stamina or not!"

Du Xiaoyue pouted and patted me shyly.

"Why are you crying?" I hurriedly wiped away the tears that had slipped from her eyes.

She also reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of her other eye.

"Did I hurt you just now?" I asked guiltily.

Du Xiaoyue gently shook her head, but tears continued to stream down her face.

"What's wrong? If I said anything wrong, I'll apologize, okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all because of
my mouth." I pretended to slap myself.

Amused by my appearance, Du Xiaoyue cried, laughed, and complained, "I don't know either. I feel happy inside, and
my body feels comfortable, but the tears just keep flowing uncontrollably."

"Ah!" I froze on the spot. She didn't seem to be lying. For a moment, I couldn't tell if this was a symptom of her orgasm
or a lingering effect of the position we had just been in.

Tears had been flowing for a long time, almost filling the trash can with tissues. Seeing that Du Xiaoyue had finally calmed down a bit and was sobbing softly,
I comforted her, "Okay, if you keep crying, you'll just have to wipe your tears with the blanket."

Perhaps feeling ashamed but helpless, Du Xiaoyue patted my hand and said, "You're not allowed to tell anyone about this."

"Why?" I feigned confusion.

"No reason. If you dare to tell anyone, don't even think about exchanging things with me again." Du Xiaoyue
threatened, wiping her red eyes.

"Okay, I promise I won't tell anyone." I nodded readily.

Perhaps knowing that such a promise was useless, Du Xiaoyue didn't press me further.

"By the way, what's going on between you, Wang Lingyun, and Su Qian?" I tried to distract her.

"Why are you so curious?" Du Xiaoyue sniffled, whether from dissatisfaction with me or annoyance at her crying, I couldn't tell.

"I've kept a big secret for you, what's wrong with telling me?" I was genuinely curious.

After a moment's thought, Du Xiaoyue whispered, "Su Qian and I were college classmates, and we're very good friends. She
knew Wang Lingyun back then, and the three of us often got together. The two of us were always together, while I was always alone.
That year, on her birthday, Wang Lingyun went to great lengths to celebrate with her, and I was very envious. Afterwards, I lamented that
no one would celebrate my birthday with me. She jokingly said that she would lend me Wang Lingyun then."

"Ah!" I was surprised. It was the first time I'd heard of someone lending their boyfriend. Wasn't that like sending a wolf into a sheepfold? But
I'd spent a night with Su Qian before, and she didn't seem like a brainless woman.

Seeing the wickedness in my heart, Du Xiaoyue interrupted my thoughts, "Of course, it was just a joke. But
on my , she still invited me to their rented apartment and celebrated with Wang Lingyun. I was still very happy, but who knew that
we all got drunk that night, and when we woke up, we were sleeping in the same bed."

"Three?" I jumped up from the bed in surprise.

Seeing the excitement in my eyes, Du Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at me and said with a troubled expression, "We were both terrified back then.
After that, we deliberately avoided each other and didn't contact each other until graduation."

She paused here, gesturing to the bedside table. I turned and handed her a glass of wine. She took a sip before continuing,
"After entering the workforce, I met Xia Run. At that time, we didn't have much savings. Once, when we were looking for roommates,
they were the ones who came to our door. We hadn't been in touch for years, and this sudden encounter was very awkward."

I sighed, feeling a bit wistful about how unpredictable life was. The odds of this happening were probably like winning the lottery! But I was more interested in what happened
next , so I asked eagerly, "And then what happened?"

Perhaps annoyed by my impatience, Du Xiaoyue pouted and said, "Xia Run didn't know what had happened between the three of us at the time. He thought
they were nice and warmly welcomed them, even persuading them to rent together. Perhaps it was because so much time had passed, and he knew that night
was an accidental mistake, that he gradually let go of his resentment. Or perhaps he felt that meeting like this was fate, so Su Qian and
Wang Lingyun just stayed."

"It really does prove the saying 'enemies are destined to meet,'" I said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Du Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at me, but surprisingly didn't refute me. She continued, "Living together, we see each other every day, but
with something on my mind, it always feels strange when we're together. One day, when Xia Run wasn't around, I mustered up my courage and found Wang Lingyun
and Su Qian, intending to clear things up. But they just laughed and said they didn't care anymore. The fact that they were still
together meant they had already figured it out. Their open-mindedness surprised me, but it was a good thing for us,
so we didn't say anything more."

I nodded. Some things, once they've happened, are pointless to dwell on; they only create more trouble. A good
mindset sometimes very important.

"Once the knot in my heart is untied, life becomes much smoother. Plus, with our previous friendship, our families quickly became acquainted.
We only had one kitchen, so we cooked together and ate at the same table. We got along well, and the guardedness and distance lessened."
Du Xiaoyue said reminiscingly, perhaps still missing that time, a happy smile on her lips.

But my heart skipped a beat. Sometimes, being too familiar can lead to trouble.

"Back then, the rented rooms didn't have air conditioning, so summers were unbearable. But once you got to know people, you didn't have so many worries .
After showering, the men would go shirtless, and the women would just walk around in loose pajamas. At first, I didn't think much of it, but by the time I
noticed Xia Run talking to Su Qian with strange looks in his eyes, and Wang Lingyun looking at me with a certain something in his eyes, it
was too late," Du Xiaoyue said in a strange tone.

I glanced at her; she was staring at her wine glass, seemingly lost in thought, but her expression was ambiguous, neither troubled
nor intoxicated.

"Because it wasn't just men, even women started to succumb. I would occasionally unconsciously observe Wang Lingyun, and
I would often think back to what happened on my birthday night. Although I didn't remember, I couldn't help but fantasize. I knew
it was wrong, and I felt resentful and ashamed of my actions, but I just couldn't help it," Du Xiaoyue
sighed .

I didn't interrupt, because I was more interested in knowing what happened next.

Du Xiaoyue continued, "Soon, I discovered that Su Qian would also secretly look at Xia Run. She no longer avoided the occasional teasing and risqué jokes directed at her and
Wang Lingyun ; in fact, she fought back. Sometimes they would even playfully slap each other, accompanied by
some physical contact. This scared me a little—scared of losing Xia Run, and also afraid of how this relationship might develop in the future . Yet
, I also felt a strange excitement deep down, and couldn't bear to stop or interrupt her."

Although her words were calm, a slight tremor could be detected in her tone. Was it from excitement? I
smiled, not bothering to speculate.

Du Xiaoyue continued, "This atmosphere lasted for a long time, like the weather in September, getting hotter and hotter.
Gradually , what used to be going home together became whoever got off work went home first. Several times I encountered only Xia Run and Su Qian
at home. I even saw Xia Run rushing in from the balcony twice, and Su Qian was washing clothes in the bathroom."

"Although I suspected them and understood, I couldn't get angry. I would just jokingly interrogate them about whether they were
doing something behind my back at home. Of course, they wouldn't admit it, but I knew they were. Because sometimes when I was home,
I would occasionally see Wang Lingyun coming home alone. Faced with his flirtatious words, and even unintentionally touching me inappropriately."
As she spoke, Du Xiaoyue's face flushed with shyness.

Chapter 668 Wife's Outburst 1

Hearing this, I was somewhat taken aback and began to think about something.

Du Xiaoyue didn't know what I was thinking and continued, "At that time, although I would refuse and be afraid, I also felt a little excited
about doing it behind Xia Run's and Su Qian's backs. As time went by, that little bit of guilt in my heart was slowly worn away, and occasionally
when I was home, I would even look forward to Wang Lingyun coming home."

I chuckled inwardly. Before, I might not have understood, but now, after that night with Zhang Ting,
I realized their feelings were very similar to mine.

"One night the power went out, and we were bored, so we lit candles and played cards. It wasn't
fun without stakes, so someone suggested that the loser take off their clothes. I was surprised and wanted to refuse, but Xia Run
agreed first. I was a little taken aback; that night was the first time we were completely naked together." Du Xiaoyue, seemingly forever remembering that night,
sipped her wine and smiled.

Seeing her happy expression, perhaps regardless of the outcome, these were beautiful memories. Although it was described
vaguely, I could imagine the shyness and fear of being naked
in front of not to mention the thrill of having your husband nearby, spying on each other's husbands and wives—
the guilty thrill of doing something wrong.

Du Xiaoyue said with a mixture of distress and happiness, "Many things, the first time is filled with panic and fear, but the second time it becomes
natural , whether it's because you want to walk on the edge of morality, seek excitement, or challenge worldly norms and ethics, tasting
the forbidden fruit beyond the walls. Later, openly in front of your husband, you'd guess the color of the other wife's underwear, tease him about how many times you did it
last night , and even secretly take the other wife's underwear from the balcony to put on your own wife to add
some fun. Anyway, everything just spiraled out of control."

"So, when you were exchanging partners, you hadn't joined a club yet?" I seized the opportunity to ask
the question that had been swirling in my mind.

Du Xiaoyue smiled at me and nodded slightly.

"Under what circumstances did you exchange partners the first time?" The thought of having my wife wear the other wife's underwear,
turning off the lights, and fantasizing about being someone else's wife filled me with excitement.

"Why ask so clearly!" Noticing my excitement, Du Xiaoyue squinted at me.

"Then you must have had a lot of fun." I pressed on relentlessly.

Du Xiaoyue seemed determined not to answer, put down her wine glass, and went to the bathroom.

"Hey!" I cried out in frustration.

"Hehe!" Hearing my groan, Du Xiaoyue chuckled and slipped inside.

I almost went crazy when I heard the exciting part, but then it ended, yet I was helpless against that woman. If she hadn't been a little
emotionally she probably wouldn't have told me what happened earlier. I sighed, and when she came out of the bathroom after washing her face, she
was completely back to her usual self, Du Xiaoyue.

Whether it was deliberate teasing or provocation, she walked naked to
the bedside . Her eyes were electrifying, gazing at me with unsatisfied desire.

Since she wanted to be horny, she shouldn't blame me for being merciless with my iron whip. I pulled her into the bed, giving her no chance
to resist , pinning her down, breaching her defenses, and whipping her wantonly.

I don't know if it was just my imagination, but after the first time, she was more sensitive, more engaged, and more intense than before. It was as if
a martial arts master had suddenly unlocked their full potential, their inner energy flowing freely, capable of easily cutting through metal. The iron whip was pinched and
a little painful, but it made me feel great, I enjoyed it, and I whipped even harder.

The room quickly became filled with the sounds of spring, like a hundred birds chirping.

...

The next day, on the way home.

I have to say, the last two times with Du Xiaoyue last night were much more comfortable than the first time. This woman
really has a lot of energy when she gets fierce. Towards the end, I was so tired that I forgot who I was.

Just as I was thinking about how I had Du Xiaoyue pinned to the bed headfirst last night, my wife, perhaps sensing
my thoughts , suddenly said, "Now you should tell me what you've been hiding from me, right?"

"Ah! Oh, what did you hear Ye Ziyan say?" My mind hadn't processed it yet, so I asked tentatively.

"Tell me the truth first." My wife's face was cold, not giving me any opening.

It seemed they were serious this time. I abandoned any thoughts of joking or trying to get away with it; I knew I'd find out sooner or later anyway.
I hesitated for a moment, then recounted the exchange with Zhang Ting that night. I peeked at her several times; she kept a sullen face, lost in thought. When I finally finished, I expected her to be furious, but instead, her expression darkened further . She murmured, "So that's what happened?" Completely bewildered, I asked, "Ye Ziyan didn't tell you this?" " She only told me that you met with Zhang Ting privately and had meals with her to appease her." My wife sat up straight, glaring at me fiercely. "I never expected this! I was wondering last night how they suddenly got into the club. Turns out you two secretly exchanged them, keeping it from me, and even had Yu Zhen—" I was so angry I swallowed the "sister" part, saying, "and even conspired with Liang Yuzhen to deceive me." Was this an admission of guilt? Seeing my wife's impending explosion, I just wanted to smash my head against the steering wheel and die. ... Chapter 669 Wife's Outburst 2 When we arrived home, my wife got out angrily, not even waiting for me. I parked the car and rushed over, trying to appease her, "Okay, okay, I apologize, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I only found out later about Liang Yuzhen lying to you." "A mouthful of lies, how am I supposed to know if you're telling the truth?" My wife completely ignored me. Since I was in the wrong, I helped her press the elevator button, opened the door with a smile, and helped her with her bag. She pouted, completely ungrateful . Helpless, I could only fight fire with fire, directly giving up and using my trump card, "You're still hiding something from me, aren't you?" "What do you mean?" my wife asked, surprised, the frost on her face fading slightly. "The last gathering, you and those women secretly rehearsing, why didn't you tell me?" It took me a while to remember this. "Don't compare that to what you did." My wife rolled her eyes. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Knowing this was a sensitive topic, I quickly changed the subject, saying, "And what about that guy on the street last time? I could tell from the way he looked at you." "Didn't I tell you? He's just a new colleague, we're not close." My wife's tone rose a few decibels. "Who are you kidding? I'm a man too. That's not how you look at a colleague." I said dismissively. My wife suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at me seriously, saying, "How he looks at me is none of my business, as long as I didn't look at him like that. If you bring this up again, I'll really turn on you." The last two sentences made my ears ring. Knowing I'd ignited a fuse, I quickly changed my expression and said with a forced smile, "That's why I haven't asked too many questions, precisely because I trust you. On the contrary, you should trust me too!" My wife wanted to argue, but then realized she seemed to have a point. She was so angry she couldn't speak for a long time, and then she turned and went back to her room in a huff.

Knowing she was starting to waver, I rushed up and grabbed her hand from behind, coaxing, "Alright! Last time I was just helping Ye Ziyan
, and I also wanted to help Zhang Ting! You heard her story, didn't you feel sorry for her background?"

"Hmph, then why did you keep it from me? Were you afraid I'd find out?" My wife angrily pulled her hand back, but
stopped walking alone. There

was an opportunity. I seized the chance to put my arm around her waist and pull her into my embrace, saying, "Of course not. In my heart, only your
affairs matter. They're all trivial, not worth mentioning. When I see you at home, I forget them all. I don't
even remember those things anymore. All I feel is love for you!" She tried to struggle along the way, but I naturally wouldn't give her the chance.

"Sweet talk." Although her tone was disdainful, she couldn't help but smile after hearing my words.

"I swear to God, I'm telling the truth!" I raised my hand to swear, taking the opportunity to bite her pouty
, seductive lips.

"Ugh, what are you doing!"

"Doing what men do!"

"Ah! Let me go... Waaah, be gentle!"

"I'm being very gentle, don't move."

...

A week later.

In the office of Chengmeng Company, having just received the payment from Su Feng, the employee held his phone, staring at the long string of zeros,
counting it over and over again. This was the first time in his life he'd seen so much money; it would be a lie to say he wasn't envious, his hands were
trembling.

Looking at the words "process immediately" on the message, he put down his phone.

He knew it was about the resort; he'd been working on it for the past few days. The location had been decided a couple of days ago—
a place called Majia Gou. It was a half-hour drive from the city. Su Feng had previously said that being too far from the city was troublesome, and being too close
was unsafe. After looking at several places, this was the most suitable—not too far, not too close. It was called a "gou" (ditch) because there were two mountains on the road leading out
, one on each side, and the area behind the mountains was called a "gou" by the locals. Although the two mountains blocked out the outside world,
it was perfect for building a resort—secluded. The scenery was quite nice, with mountains and water, and
azaleas blooming halfway up the mountain . Local legend says this place has good feng shui, and a high-ranking official even came from here during the Republic of China era.

However, people don't believe in those things anymore; they think it's too remote and inconvenient to get to, so most people have moved out, which
provides us with some convenience.

I had already spoken to Xie Min beforehand, and perhaps because we have a good relationship, or perhaps because I had already given him a gift,
he agreed . Before, everything was ready except for the final touch, and today the final touch has arrived. I picked up the intercom, intending to call Sun Xueyong to
discuss it, but he came into the office himself, looking hurried and somewhat anxious.

"What is it?" I asked after hanging up the phone.

Sun Xueyong didn't answer, but instead went to my computer, opened the website of Xiangyun Travel Company, and clicked on
the headline, saying, "Look!"

I was a little puzzled; why bring this up? But soon, I was attracted by the headline: the Western Sichuan International
Hunting Ground is about to open.

Intrigued, I scrolled through the introduction. The Western Sichuan International Hunting Ground is located in XX County, 28
kilometers from the county seat, covering an area of 330 square kilometers. It contains more than 10 deep valleys and ravines, and boasts
the county's .

Prey includes more than 10 species of large animals such as takin and wild boar, as well as dozens of smaller animals. The descriptions further elaborate on the
complex geological features, significant vertical variations in meteorological elements, abundant rainfall, and diverse species within the valleys.

It also promises services, guarantees safety, and so on, praising the area extensively.

Chapter 670: My Wife's Unusual Behavior 1

After reading the introduction, I couldn't help but laugh, "Making something this big must require a lot of investment." "

You're still laughing? This is stealing our business. Not only that, I also heard from a friend that Yinhui is actively preparing to build a hunting ground in Ganzi Prefecture," Sun Xueyong said anxiously. "That's how business is; no one can stop us. Although we've taken a bite out of Guangying, it will take some time to fully digest it. Let them prepare; we'll just focus on doing our own thing," I said, closing the webpage. Sun Xueyong was eager to say something more, but I interrupted him with a smile, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." It wasn't that I was indifferent , but I had a better plan in mind. Distracting those two families and diverting their funds elsewhere would actually benefit Chengmeng. "How's Sun Ya doing lately?" I changed the subject. "She's transferred to a kindergarten in the city and will start primary school in the fall." Seeing that I wasn't interested in talking, Sun Xueyong said somewhat helplessly. "I haven't seen her in a long time. Give her my regards and try to visit her when you have time," I said with a smile. Sun Xueyong nodded with a smile. "I'll be going out of town for a few days, so I'll leave the company to you for now. Call me if you need anything," I said, getting up to explain my purpose. He gave me a questioning look, but having been in the workplace for a while, Sun Xueyong didn't ask any further questions. After clarifying some major issues, I waited for Sun Xueyong to leave and then found several reputable construction . I tentatively handed them their documents, waiting for quotes. These documents were the detailed plans for the resort that I had asked Sun Xueyong to make a few days ago; of course, he didn't know the specifics. I lied and said I had the idea and wanted him to come up with something first for consideration. He didn't think much of it and spent three days working on the design concept, all the engineering details, and the budget. Not long after, news came back from the construction companies: two offered lower prices but longer construction periods, while one had a shorter timeframe but a price nearly 30% higher. Ultimately, I chose two companies with reasonable prices and decent plans . One of them even proposed several solutions based on my information. I immediately decided to meet with them. The next day, inspection; my proposal was quite a large project. I met with a project manager, a man, but I was received by a beautiful woman, presumably a secretary, who stayed by my side throughout the conversation, taking notes on my requirements . The project manager talked to me at length about design requirements, interior decoration, and so on. I recounted the key points Su Feng had given me, such as modernity. The secretary occasionally raised a couple of detailed questions, but the manager remained silent. Although the conversation was brief, I had a feeling that it was the secretary who had proposed the solutions the day before. That's how it is now; a close relationship between the secretary and the boss puts both sides at ease. As long as it's done well, I didn't think too much about it. We talked for over two hours, and the quote basically satisfied me in all aspects. Judging from Su Feng's words, this matter was urgent, and there wasn't time to think it over slowly. Although it wasn't finalized, I had already given my approval and was just waiting for their project report. If I was satisfied after reading it, I would sign it.

After the business was concluded, everyone was happy. The supervisor was beaming and insisted on taking me out to dinner. I initially wanted to refuse,
but I couldn't resist. Since we were going to cooperate, it would be good to build a closer relationship; we might need each other in the future!

The supervisor went, and naturally, the secretary followed. At the company, the secretary was very proper and professional,
but at the dinner table, after a few drinks, she started calling me "Boss Xu" and "Brother Xu" in a very affectionate way. Although it made me a little nauseous,
I was secretly pleased. I finally understood why Xiao Yang had liked these kinds of occasions.

You can't refuse a woman's toast, especially a pretty one. Don't let the secretary's delicate appearance fool you; she had a good tolerance for alcohol.
After half a bottle, she was only slightly tipsy. Her eyes softened, and she started flirting, occasionally leaning on my shoulder,
her breath sweet as orchids. The supervisor at the table didn't say much, just kept smiling and urging me to drink and eat.
How could I resist such temptation? Since she was wearing a short skirt, I figured I might as well take advantage of the situation. My thigh was touched under the table, but she remained unfazed,
continuing her lively conversation. Only her occasional glances and the deliberate rubbing of her legs betrayed her true thoughts.

Knowing the secretary might be having an affair with the manager, and perhaps intentionally provoking me, I reached out to probe her.
When I touched that thin fabric, she trembled slightly, her face beaming, and she playfully slapped me.

The manager wasn't stupid; he'd already figured it out, but pretended not to. I expected him to do something, but
then he suddenly remembered something, saying he had a meeting that afternoon. Before leaving, he asked the secretary to take good care of me, then
paid the bill and hurriedly left.

I was somewhat stunned, but I understood. Although I'd taken advantage of him a little, I hadn't really had any ulterior motives. I drank with her for a while
, then said I'd had enough. The secretary didn't say anything and left with me. She was fine at the hotel, but once we got out, she
leaned against me, pretending to be drunk. In the car, she lay on the back seat, drowsy and seemingly unconscious.

Honestly, it would be a lie to say I had no thoughts at the time. The company was fairly large, so the secretary was naturally
quite —slender arms and long legs. These days, I don't know why, every woman seems to have
a large bust, making her blouse bulge out and the buttons taut. The most agonizing thing was that she blushed and kept tugging at her clothes, complaining of the heat.

After drinking, seeing the pink lace peeking through the buttons made my blood rush to my head. Several times
I considered finding a secluded spot and having sex with her in the car. After a difficult internal struggle, I managed to restrain myself.
It wasn't that I had particularly strong willpower, but rather, coincidentally, just as I was about to lose control, my wife called,
asking me to pick her up after work.

This was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the flames in my heart. I hung up and took the secretary back to the company.
Perhaps she overheard some of my conversation, because she didn't press the issue, smiling and saying we could meet again later.

I hadn't felt it while we were together, but watching the secretary sway her slender waist and disappear from sight, I felt a pang of regret
and anger at myself for missing such a good opportunity. But there's no going back, so I could only drive away dejectedly. I

waited outside my wife's company early that afternoon, resting for two hours until I was mostly sober. Worried she'd smell it
, I chewed some gum and stood outside the car, letting the wind carry away the alcohol odor.

After a few minutes, people started coming out, and soon I saw my wife. I was about to go greet her when I noticed she was holding a bouquet of flowers
in one hand and a beautifully wrapped gift box in the other, and I froze. She noticed me too, walked straight over,
and before I could ask, angrily threw the flowers into a roadside trash can.

"Who sent this?!" I looked at the trash can suspiciously, noticing what seemed to be a letter attached to the gift box.

Instead of an answer, I was met with red lips. The kiss was inexplicable; there was no pleasure or excitement, just a bit of
shock. This was outside her company—would it be better at home, or in public? She's a shy
woman who cares about her image. Long ago, she strictly forbade me from making any overly intimate gestures towards her in public
, especially outside the company.

Normally, the most we could do was hug, hold hands, or put my arm around her waist—that was already bordering on dangerous. Occasionally, anything too intense would
earn me a playful scolding from her. But what happened today?

There were people around, and soon some stopped to watch and started jeering. I could feel my wife was still shy; her hands
gripped my back tightly, and her body trembled slightly.

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