【My Wife Loves to Go to Bed】(05) Author: Red Lotus Jade Dew

Author: Honglian Yulu
Word Count: 13012

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In the early morning, when I slowly opened my eyes, I was stunned for a long time before I realized that Wanqing was lying next to me.

It had been a week since I discovered the secret in the next bedroom. During this time,
the company had just received a big business deal, so Wanqing had been leaving early and returning late for the past few days.

For example, she got home at 1 a.m. the night before last and had to go to work again at 7 a.m. She drank a lot
of coffee during the day and slept at the company the night before last.

So this morning, when I opened my eyes and saw Wanqing next to me, I was really not used to it.

At the same time, my investigation into Wanqing's secret had not made any progress in the past week.

I was not surprised by this. Wanqing was, after all, a leader of a large company. If she really had something that sensitive,
how could I find out so easily? You know, the mobile phone she actually used to discuss important matters was the
8848 titanium mobile phone, which was specially tailored for the wealthy.

"Wife?"

I called Wanqing's name softly, but I still got home too late last night. Although it was
time for work, Wanqing was still fast asleep.

But what a beautiful face she was! In the sunlight, her fair skin shimmered like
white jade , and her high, delicate nose and small red lips were as exquisite as jade carvings.

She breathed softly, her pale purple silk nightgown rising and falling gently, revealing her
smooth incredibly sexy.

Even with the low neckline, her full breasts created a captivating curve in the nightgown.

I wondered what Wanqing was dreaming about; her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but it didn't seem like a nightmare. I
did notice the thin blanket on her body shifting slightly.

Clearly, Wanqing was about to wake up, because she was unconsciously moving her legs.

"Wife, wake up, honey? Darling baby?"

After several calls, Wanqing finally opened her eyes, looking around sleepily, and murmured softly.

I smiled slightly: "What kind of dream is this? Wanqing, if you don't get up, you'll be late."

Wanqing finally came to her senses. Seeing me lying beside her, smiling at her, she sighed softly and
reached out to touch my face: "It's rare for husband to suddenly be so enthusiastic about going to work. Weren't you late
several times the past few days?"

I blushed. Wanqing had been coming home late lately, so I had taken the opportunity to go to that club often. Coming home
late, of course, it was easy to be late the next day.

"It's already Friday, and I have to go to Frankfurt on a business trip tonight. I have a lot to do."

While getting dressed, Wanqing glared at me reproachfully. "You're going away for almost a week, so you
're not allowed to go out and fool around, you hear me?!"

How could I? After all, I hadn't been intimate with my beautiful wife for a week. Seeing Wanqing's serious
glare, I chuckled and hugged her from behind.

"Wife, since you're going to be gone for a week, shouldn't you give me a good time?"

As I spoke, I rubbed my genitals
against Wanqing's pert buttocks. It was only early morning, and my ever-sexually active penis was already pressing against her alluring cleft.

At this moment, Wanqing had just finished putting on her shirt and was still wearing purple briefs. With my touch,
she let out a soft moan.

"Qin Feng! You don't want to do it with me at this time, do you?"

I glanced at the time, still wearing my pajama bottoms, and pressed my lower body even harder against Wanqing's pert buttocks. Coincidentally, her shirt buttons were undone.
I hugged her slender, fair waist and whispered in her ear, "I can't help it, darling. Don't you see
how alluring your little ass is? I really want to play doggy style with you."

Being held tightly by me, having my lower body pressed against hers, and hearing me say such things so close to her ear, Wanqing's body
immediately went limp.

Her slender back pressed against my chest, her hands covering the back of my hands that were resting on her lower abdomen. She whispered,
"Stop it, honey. What do you mean by 'rear entry'? Aren't you ashamed?"

I chuckled and kissed Wanqing's earlobe. "Last time, the time you secretly played SM, didn't you
enjoy being penetrated from behind?"

Wanqing blushed instantly and cried out, "What nonsense are you talking about?! I wasn't excited at all! And what
do you mean by SM? I just... I just... I just used that thing... to rub it a little!"

After hearing her words, how could I restrain myself? I immediately began kissing her delicate neck
, my hands moving up and down her fair waist. One hand slipped inside her shirt to grasp one of her full, snowy breasts, while the other
slowly explored her hot panties.

Her full breasts were firm and beautiful, with a captivating feel. Her fiery lower body was like a warm furnace, and my fingers, running
through the neatly trimmed pubic hair, easily touched that extremely soft and warm secret crevice.

"Qin... Qin Feng! Ah... not now... I hate it, I have to go to work, I'm going to be late...
um..."

After several rounds of flirting, Wanqing couldn't resist me any longer and went limp, spreading her long, straight legs on the bed.

On the cream-colored sheets, Wanqing's snow-white skin was as delicate and alluring as a newborn baby.
Her shirt was parted, revealing her two flat, majestic breasts and the proudly erect pink plum blossoms on them.

Her long, beautiful legs were alluringly spread apart, her purple panties taut over her pert, delicate buttocks, and her pair of snow-white jade feet rested on
the edge of the bed, her ten toes simply dressed and curled up tightly.

I first lifted one of her delicate feet and kissed it without lingering, kissing from the sole to the toes and then down the
instep , before tucking it under my shoulder and continuing to kiss Wanqing's beautiful legs.

A damp trail stretched from her ankle to her calf, then slowly to the inner thigh. When my other hand
touched the inside of her other thigh, Wanqing's breathing became slightly rapid.

"Husband...it's so stimulating...you doing this...um...it's like being electrocuted, so itchy..."

Yes, after my kisses, a damp patch had appeared at the crotch of her delicate panties, faint but
noticeable Wanqing's fair face flushed.

When I leaned in and blew a warm breath onto her inner thighs, she arched her swan-like neck,
biting red lips with her pearly teeth, her eyes closed, her soft hand resting on her forehead, letting out a muffled groan.

I began my assault on her genitals, gently lifting Wanqing's panties.

She was so beautiful. Under Wanqing's meticulous care, her thick pubic hair was trimmed into a
well- inverted triangle.

Her mons pubis was high and full, and her two pale labia majora resembled a folded door. Deep within the door, two
butterfly -like labia minora opened, revealing a perfect pale pink vagina, as tender and alluring as a young maiden.

My eyes burned with desire.

This tight, tender opening was so delicate that it evoked both tenderness and a violent
urge to ravage it.

Seemingly sensing my gaze, Wanqing's shyness intensified. Her pale pink, delicate vaginal opening slightly
parted, so tight that only a little finger could be inserted. Deep inside, the almost white, pinkish vaginal flesh
began to glisten with moisture.

As soon as my tongue entered her tender opening, Wanqing immediately let out a soft moan, her long, snow-white legs
involuntarily parting, and one hand pressing down on my head.

"It itches! Ahh... Husband, your tongue... Mmm... Your tongue is inside! Ahh... Don't
lick there... Oh~ Mmm~"

I pressed my hands against the base of Wanqing's thighs, gently caressing their delicate texture while constantly
nuzzling towards her private parts.

Wanqing's vagina was narrow, so my tongue curled up and drilled inside, like an electric drill constantly widening
my wife's tender and lovely cave.

As my assault progressed, Wanqing's moans became more and more melodious, rising and falling like a beautiful piece of
light music .

She always held her long, white neck high, and her lower body gradually gushed out a gushing stream of sweet spring water, the flow far more abundant than I
had expected ! With my wife's gushing lustful fluids flowing endlessly, my tongue naturally received the greatest encouragement.
While I frantically licked Wanqing's virgin-like tender flesh, I kept swallowing the overflowing fluids.

The juice was as light as water, as sweet as spring water, with a honey-like stickiness. Drinking it made me incredibly aroused;
every pore on my body opened, and my lower body burned like iron, ready without any verbal stimulation!

When my iron-like penis entered Wanqing's tender orifice, her high-pitched screams nearly shattered the heavens. Her
ten jade-like toes clenched desperately, her entire fair and slender foot convulsing, and
her long, straight legs stretched as if cramping!

My thick, hard penis was deeply inserted into her tender, tight orifice. Looking down, I saw that Wanqing's opening, originally only as
thick as a little finger, had been exaggeratedly stretched wide, her almost transparent, pale pink vagina tightly gripping my penis
.

I felt an indescribable tight pleasure; Wanqing's tender orifice was already overflowing with enough juice, and
the excessive heat made me immediately begin my morning assault.

I immediately bent down and began thrusting, my hips moving with practiced ease, penetrating Wanqing's tender hole
deeply stroke.

Wanqing's legs were pressed onto my shoulders, her buttocks rising even higher, the head of my penis slamming hard against her clitoris with every thrust,
her juices flowing freely and quickly filling her anus.

"Oh...so good...ah...husband, your...your cock is so...so big...it
fills my hole completely...mmm...so beautiful...mmm...mmm...ah! I'm coming...I'm going to come...ah..."

Wanqing's performance this morning was superb, not only in the flow of her juices, but also because when the word "cock"
escaped from her rosy lips, my penis only felt harder.

"Baby, say 'cock'! Come on, baby, say the word 'cock' to me more often. How's my cock
? Does it feel so good to fuck you? Come on, baby, spread your legs wider, let me take a good look at your
pussy..."

My cock stretched her pussy wide, and with each deep thrust inside her vagina,
a sexy blush rose on Wanqing's fair neck and pretty face.

She looked at me with dazed eyes, her legs involuntarily clamping around my waist, passively thrusting her hips
to receive my assault, while slowly opening her mouth.

From that mouth that usually used serious, commanding words to instruct subordinates, came out
words that only fueled my lust.

"Mmm~ Big cock... Husband's big cock~ Mmm... You're going to fuck me to death... Oh... My
little hole is going to be stretched to pieces by you~ Ah, husband, you're so good at fucking... Mmm... You must... Ah~ have fucked many little girls
... Your big cock is so smooth~"

Indeed, my waist moved rhythmically, thrusting in and out with distinct beats. With the flexible
thrusting , Wanqing's tender thighs were slapped by me, making waves of wanton sounds.

Her snow-white long legs wrapped around my waist even tighter, and I pressed my body lower and lower,
making my waist and hips ride like a pile driver in her tender hole.

My dear wife, my beautiful goddess, I love her firm and full breasts, I love her
slender waist of A4 size, I love her firm and round little buttocks, and I love her snow-white beautiful legs that are perfect for a leg model.

I love to lick her soft and boneless snow-white jade feet, but what I love most is to thrust into her virgin-like tight and tender beautiful
hole.

Ever since realizing Wanqing might be cheating on me, I've focused almost all my imagination on her tender, moist vagina.

I wonder what kind of enormous penis my imagined lover has, and what it would be like when that penis
enters Wanqing's vagina, when it forcefully pries open
her tight opening, inserting its large glans and the entire shaft inside. With this thought, my penis
grows hard, and perhaps sensing my excitement, Wanqing secretes an unusually
abundant amount of fluid from the very beginning.

At this point, she's incoherent, her voice as soft as silk, emitting a hazy moan that
would only arouse any man, making him even more eager to continue.

I can't help but push her breasts upwards, and both of her wonderfully soft breasts fall into my palms.

I hold the lower part of her breasts with both hands, my fingertips circling her nipples gently.

With each turn, Wanqing's whole body trembled, her nerves taut, her moans growing louder and
more urgent.

Of course, Wanqing was also actively cooperating with the rhythm of my thrusts.

Even though her flushed face was staring blankly at the ceiling, she continued to writhe her hips, tightly intertwining her
honeypot with my penis, rubbing and throbbing incessantly.

I lowered myself completely, letting Wanqing's long, beautiful legs tightly clamp around my waist, while continuously thrusting my...
He thrust his penis into her tender opening, kissing her white shaft incessantly while calling her "baby."

I believe that if a camera were filming at the foot of the bed, this would be an incredibly erotic scene.

Imagine: a woman's shapely buttocks, a man's buttocks pressed tightly against them, a thick, hard penis
pounding into her tender opening.

Her delicate pink anus is clearly visible, even contracting with each thrust and her own arousal,
while gushing fluids froth from the slapping of flesh, accumulating at
the point of genital contact as more fluids flow.

The woman's legs are wrapped around the man's waist, her snow-white feet twitching,
spasming … I can't see this scene now, but I can imagine that
this is exactly what my and Wanqing's point of contact looks like right now.

Because I could already feel that when my penis was deeply inserted into her tender hole, and my hips slapped against her
vulva , the wet, squelching sound was quite viscous, definitely already turned into white semen! "Husband! Husband! I want you
... move faster... faster... ah... I'm going to cum... I'm going to cum... thrust into me hard... hold me tight
..."

Wanqing also shouted high-pitchedly, and as she spoke, she opened her mouth and took my mouth in, her soft tongue entering my mouth and
intertwining with mine.

I held her tightly with all my might, letting her two big breasts rub against my chest.

At the same time, Wanqing's honey hole also gushed out her hot vaginal fluid, pouring it all over my
glans.

A scorching current surged from my lower body to every limb, and I instantly felt that every million pores on my body had
opened up! "Wife, I love you! Wife, I love you! Wife, I love you!"

With three consecutive shouts and the intense thrusting at the peak of my climax, accompanied by Wanqing's soul-stirring moans,
I poured a thick stream of semen deep into her womb! After the passion subsided, Wanqing lay limp
on the bed, her body exhausted. Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her naked, fair skin like a pristine jade sculpture.

Looking at her rosy cheeks glowing with a delicate radiance, I lay beside her, unable to resist lovingly stroking her
exquisite face. "Wife, today is different from usual. You're in such good shape! You're practically two or three times as

wet as usual ." Wanqing rested her head on my arm, her fingers slowly stroking my chest. She rolled her eyes at me and snorted, "What, do you really want me to be in such bad shape all the time? Hmm, yeah, that would give you an excuse to keep going to prostitutes, wouldn't it?" I laughed awkwardly, stroking Wanqing's head. "How could that be? I was just curious. Have you been taking aphrodisiacs these past few days? Yeah, we haven't done it for a week. You must be taking it three times a day... Ouch!" Wanqing punched my chest in embarrassment and anger, then jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. After entering, she didn't forget to glare at me fiercely. "It's all your fault! Getting to the company at ten o'clock is already considered early. I have to catch a flight . If you make me late for work, see how I deal with you later!" After the passion subsided, it was time to go to work, but I was dumbfounded again when I got to the yard. There was no way around it; a light drizzle had fallen last night, and the smog was quite heavy, so both my Toyota Camry and Wanqing's Bentley Mulsanne, which she usually drives to work, were dirty. The solution was simple: Wanqing went to the garage and found a BMW 7 Series for work. But I'm just a low-level employee, so a dirty Toyota didn't really bother me. "Why don't you wash them for me at home first?" Wanqing had a new idea, tossing me the Bentley keys: "Anyway, it's Friday today , how about I give you a short May Day holiday?" I was naturally happy to relax. Although the company was facing a big project, as a low-level employee, I didn't have much work to do. However, thinking of my boss Wang Zhiwen's inevitable nagging, I said, "It's just washing the car. Besides, you have a car to use. You can wash it tomorrow or the day after. There's no need to miss work, right?" Wanqing was quite surprised by my answer and chuckled softly, "Why are you trying to impress me ? Just wash the car. This Bentley is my precious treasure. Even if it's only for an hour, I can't let it get dirty." After saying that, seeing my exasperated expression, she raised her eyebrows and said loudly, "This is a task given to you by the big boss. If you don't complete it, I'll deduct your dinner allowance tonight. Go now!" With that, Wanqing drove off in her BMW, which hadn't been moved in ages. Watching the car quickly disappear at the end of the road, I picked up the Bentley keys, shook my head, and smiled as I went to find the water hose. After washing the car body with a strong stream of water, I figured that since I had the keys, I might as well wipe down the inside as well. As Wanqing said, since it's Friday, I figured I might as diligently grabbed a bucket of water and started cleaning the car interior. Generally speaking, the floor mats were spotless, since Wanqing's shoes rarely got muddy. Because the work was so easy, I couldn't help but get a little distracted. Regarding Wanqing's little secrets, I hadn't found many clues in her bedroom or study this past week— at least not anything like a graduation album. So, since Wanqing loves this car so much, would she store some personal items there? Without further ado, I started searching the passenger seat. However, the glove compartment and storage compartments didn't contain anything unexpected. Aside from some fingers, sunglasses, and car documents, I only found what appeared to be a camera SD card holder. Wait a minute. An SD card holder? Since we got married, I had never noticed Wanqing's interest in photography. Although we did have a DSLR camera at home, I only found it by chance in a corner. Wanqing explained that it was a birthday gift from her father years ago, and she mostly just used her phone to take pictures . It was a casual thing to do, so I opened the card holder. Inside were eight cards of varying capacities, all large-format cards for DSLR cameras. The smallest was 32GB, with a high transfer rate, and the largest was a whopping 128GB. If it were just for storing photos, even at 4K resolution, it could hold a lot!

I scratched my head, puzzled. Could there be some inappropriate videos in there? Maybe it's
a sex tape of Wanqing and... well, her ex-boyfriend?

That's entirely possible, but maybe I'm just being paranoid. Think about it, if I hadn't suspected
Wanqing of cheating, I would have just stored it as normal work data, right? After a moment's thought, I
took out the smallest card and put it in my pocket.

I couldn't quite describe my feelings. Having made my first small discovery, I began
to search the car more thoroughly.

Normally, I only drive my own Toyota sedan. Although I've ridden in my wife
's top-of-the-line luxury car, I wouldn't just randomly rummage through things.

But since she's now letting me wash the car without any hesitation, I'm going to seize the opportunity to see if there are any secrets hidden in my wife's
car ! While carefully browsing the storage compartments and trunk, I
recalled a mystery novel I'd read.

I remember the detective in the show saying that for a detective novel, if the plot isn't
dramatic , the criminal's alibi isn't compelling enough, and the case isn't difficult enough, then it's undoubtedly a failed
story.

But that's just a story. In reality, many situations are far less complex than people imagine.

Right in my old bedroom, in the glove compartment of Wanqing's car, it
was a little secret I could have discovered with

just a tap. The problem is, who can be a Sherlock Holmes incarnate every day? But in the end, I still discovered
something unusual.

In a deep corner of the trunk, I found a medicine bottle.

The bottle was simple in design, pure black with a matte finish, but it held a full liter.

I opened the cap and immediately smelled a strong aroma of Chinese medicine. Looking inside, I saw countless black, mud-like pills,
about the size of a little fingernail, densely packed, filling half the bottle.

Chinese medicine? What kind of Chinese medicine? There were few clues, but many questions. The medicine bottle had nothing on it except for the letter "b,"
demonstrating the utmost secrecy.

Left with no other option, I simply grabbed a pill and stuffed it into my pocket. Anyway, I had plenty left, so I wasn't worried about
Wanqing finding out.

After finishing my work, I made myself breakfast. Just as I was wondering what
to , my phone rang. It was my good friend, Cheng Xu, the company's vice president, calling.

"Fengzi, didn't you come to work today?"

I checked the time; it was indeed past ten after breakfast. Wang Zhiwen must have
reported something to his superiors. I smiled wryly, "Something came up at home today
.

Dude, why did I bother you?" Sure enough, Cheng Xu laughed, "I was discussing the list of people going to Germany with General Manager Lin when that kid
came to report. Haha, Fengzi, it seems General Manager Lin has a thing for you. He gave you a good scolding.
Although Wang Zhiwen was really inappropriate, General Manager Lin's scolding was quite harsh. Didn't you hear it…?"

After listening to his rambling on for a while, I finally managed to interject, "Are you done rambling?
I'm finally having a rare May Day holiday, and I was planning to go to a club for some fun!"

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot it's Friday if you hadn't reminded me. Hey buddy, I just happen to know
there's a secret party tonight, hosted by our club. Want to come check it out?"

Cheng Xu got my club membership, so I don't know much about it, but I do understand
its nature quite well.

Hearing Cheng Xu mention a secret party, my spirits immediately lifted: "Holy crap, is it going to
be a wild party in the lobby?!"

Cheng Xu laughed heartily: "There are opportunities like that, but not tonight, and it's not
for just anyone. I'm just going in to watch the fun. How about it, buddy, want to check it out? I
went to great lengths to get this opportunity for you!"

I was naturally happy to oblige and eagerly agreed to meet Cheng Xu tonight. So, after that, I
had to call Wanqing.

The phone rang, and after a moment, her voice came through: "Your call comes at the perfect time. I've finished
my work in the office and have to go out later, so I might not be back until late. You can eat out by yourself; you don't need to
wait for me at home."

I glanced at my watch. Wanqing was going to Germany next Monday, and she did need to be busy last weekend, so I readily agreed. There was

still a long time before evening, but with Cheng Xu's invitation, I really had no
other thoughts.

A secret gathering, heaven knows what kind of tricks that club could pull. With these thoughts running through my mind, I
jumped out of the garage into my Lamborghini, which hadn't moved since it was parked there, and roared out of the villa area.

My right foot kept pressing the accelerator, and I listened to the loud roar of the engine. I even opened the car window,
letting the gentle breeze blow into the car.

The black sports car made a high-difficulty drift and fishtailing down the mountain road and roared into the city.

With no particular goal in mind, just pure speeding, I sped along the city's central ring road,
causing numerous cars on the street to swerve in panic.

Just then, a police motorcycle with a roaring engine appeared behind me. Looking in my rearview mirror, the officer's
height and build were rather poor.

"Tch, trying to catch a supercar with a motorcycle?"

I scoffed, then floored the accelerator, easily leaving the motorcycle far behind.

I wasn't worried about causing trouble for Wanqing, because this car didn't even have license plates yet, so the police wouldn't know where to start if
they wanted to find the driver! Of course, this high-speed chase couldn't last long. As I drove into
the city, the speed naturally decreased.

Checking the time, it should be lunchtime. After a moment's thought, I casually found
a five-star hotel by the roadside and parked the sports car inside.

I got out of the car, went into the hotel, went to the third floor, had lunch, and then, of course, left the hotel.

The whole process was completed in one go, taking just over an hour. When I returned to the hotel
parking lot , the sun was directly overhead, and the hottest time of the day was about to begin.

Considering the good habit of taking a walk after dinner to live to a hundred, I started to stroll around the parking lot
.

I have to admit, this hotel is top-notch even among five-star hotels. You can
see . If I were still driving that Toyota instead of this Lamborghini, everyone
would probably be giving me the side-eye. Just as I passed a BMW, an invisible force made me stop immediately.

I blinked and looked at the license plate.

Shanghai A… Yes, it's the one from home… I blinked hard again and looked at the license plate.
Yes, it was definitely the one from home.

I was completely stunned.

I immediately walked around the car. The silver paint, the 7 Series class, the license plate, even
the familiar sunglasses hanging on the rearview mirror.

Without a doubt, this must be the BMW Wanqing drove this morning.

Without a word, I immediately took out my phone and called Wanqing.

The dial tone rang slowly, but it wasn't answered immediately, and no one responded until it automatically disconnected.

My heart sank, and then it started pounding again.

My breathing became a little rapid. I realized, I probably realized something might have happened, and
the location was probably right here.

A minute or two later, I called Wanqing again.

This time the phone rang for a long time, but just as it was about to hang up automatically, it finally connected.

"Hello?"

Wanqing's voice came from the other end of the phone, and at the same time I also heard... the sound of an English radio news broadcast?
"...Honey, what are you doing now?"

I could hear clearly that there was a radio or television sound on the other end of the phone, and it was playing an English program.

Although the volume wasn't very loud, it was very clear.

"Oh...honey, are you afraid I'll get lost? I'm busy, tell me, what's up
?"

My business is...what are you busy with? Wanqing's tone seemed perfectly normal, except for a hint of
impatience . I forced a smile and said, "I just finished washing the car and came to report to you. By the way,
what time is your flight tonight? Do you want me to take you to the airport?"

Wanqing's voice sounded very impatient: "No, no, I'm still working here.

Bye." She hung up immediately.

Hearing the familiar busy tone on the phone, and looking at the BMW parked in the hotel parking lot, my
face immediately darkened.

Wanqing was clearly lying. I didn't believe she would park her car here first and then take someone else's car to the company
.

Besides, this was a hotel, so the answer… seemed obvious.

My heart suddenly felt like it had been squeezed, and a wave of acid made my stomach churn,
but then a strong chill made me shiver.

Looking up at the towering hotel's windows, I strode inside and went straight to the front desk.

After inquiring at the front desk, they said there were no bookings made by a woman resembling Wanqing. The parking
security guard , confirmed that a stylish woman had indeed stepped out of the BMW, and her clothing matched Wanqing's description
perfectly.

Comparing this with the front desk, I immediately realized that Wanqing had gone straight to the elevator after arriving at the hotel!

So, her ex-boyfriend had booked a room and was waiting for her?

It hadn't been long; according to the front desk and security guard's combined estimate, Wanqing had entered the elevator about ten minutes ago
.

Ten minutes ago—meaning they might have been undressing?

No wonder Wanqing was so impatient with my call; when I finished eating on the third floor and returned to
the parking lot , she had just taken the elevator and was rushing to meet her lover! The so-called English program was just
the program playing on the bedroom TV? When I hung up the next call, Wanqing had already gone into the bedroom?

Just thinking about this sequence of events made me dizzy!

At the same time, a strange feeling sent another chill down my spine, especially when I asked the receptionist
if .

"Yes, a gentleman surnamed Bao, probably in his early thirties, with a short beard
, and quite handsome..."

Ignoring the receptionist's infatuation, I rushed into the elevator to
the floor where Wanqing and the man were.

When the elevator doors opened, even though I was anxious, I instantly calmed down.

The guest room area was extremely quiet; the soft carpets and walls had excellent sound absorption.

Also, because this floor consisted entirely of presidential suites, the number of rooms was drastically reduced, and the materials of the doors
were different. I examined each door one by one, imagining Wanqing inside one of them.

What was she doing now? Ten minutes had passed since I made that phone call. If she
had already gone into the bedroom, was she taking a shower now, or was she already lying naked in bed?
If she was taking a shower, and alone… that's impossible, it must be a couple's bath, right?

I suddenly realized my penis was uncontrollably erect. The thought of my wife possibly
lying someone else's bed, pinned down by another man, made my penis involuntarily hard. Only now did I remember that before getting on the elevator, I forgot to ask the receptionist which room

that man surnamed Bao had booked . "Hey, what are you doing?!" Just then, a loud shout startled me, and I instinctively turned around. Standing behind me was a tall, curvaceous policewoman. Her skin had a healthy, sun-kissed beauty, yet it wasn't rough at all, and her full breasts were almost bursting out. Wearing her summer police uniform, which accentuated her slender waist and ample bust, I was momentarily stunned. "Qin Feng! I'm asking you a question!" The beautiful woman roared angrily when she saw me standing there in a daze. I was startled by her shout and instinctively said, "Fu Jun Die? Whose car did you smash this time?" The person who came was indeed Fu Jun Die, the violent policewoman who dented my beloved BMW i8. I never expected to run into her here. Hearing my words, she raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Didn't you hear me? What are you doing here?" I looked around strangely. Although I didn't ask which room the man surnamed Bao had booked, there should only be one presidential suite occupied on this floor. "I'm here to see my wife. What about you?"

As soon as I blurted out the truth, I immediately regretted it. Talking

about finding a wife in a place like this… wasn't that just telling everyone I'd been cuckolded?

Sure enough, Fu Jundie instantly showed an extremely strange expression, a
complex mix of pity, surprise, frustration, and embarrassment.

For a moment, we both fell silent. I stared blankly at the doorway, while she
stood , tilting her head.

The awkward silence didn't last long. Finally, Fu Jundie murmured, "Your wife must be very beautiful,
to have caught Bao Yifan's eye…"

"Who are you talking about!?"

I instinctively grabbed Fu Jundie's collar. Fu Jundie didn't seem to mind, but said with a strange expression,
"Bao Yifan, the heir to the Bao Group, the behind-the-scenes investor of this hotel. Everyone in the industry knows he always
brings the girls he fancys here. You… you're probably just a low-level employee, right?"

My brain short-circuited.

I released Fu Jundie's collar and leaned against the wall beside me.

A strong sense of powerlessness suddenly overwhelmed me, making it hard to breathe.

A rich second-generation... is that it? Indeed, Wanqing's ex-boyfriend made the right choice.

If it weren't for our engagement, perhaps she would be with this Bao Yifan?

Seeing my heavy breathing, Fu Jundie frowned, patted my back twice, and whispered,
"A good man doesn't have to worry about not having a wife. You... if you really can't let go of your wife..."

Just then, the sound of a door opening suddenly came from afar.

The sound appeared abruptly, but in the quiet guest room area, it was as conspicuous as a bright light in the dark! I
didn't even have time to ask Fu Jundie a single question before rushing towards the door!

Just as I suddenly rushed around a corner, there was a bang, and I clearly saw a
door being closed in the distance!

When I rushed to that door... of course, the door was already closed.

I stood there, stunned, outside the door, while Fu Jundie rushed over from a distance. "Hey, aren't you afraid
he'll find out?!"

Fu Jundie kept her voice low, and I ignored her, pressing my ear against the doorframe.

Seeing my action, Fu Jundie frowned and said, "It's no use. These doors are made with
special soundproofing materials. You can't hear anything if you listen to the corners of the walls."

I looked at her. "Are you sure?"

Seeing my doubtful expression, Fu Jundie sighed. "My father is the police chief, and our doors
use this kind of technology."

Damn, another rich kid… I sighed deeply and took out my phone.

Standing in front of the door, I listened quietly until the "Please call back later" message sounded.

I looked at the door, walked closer, and, still not believing it, pressed my ear against it again.

That man's name is Bao Yifan, right? A bearded man in his early thirties, clearly not Wanqing's
age group. But businessmen have wide social networks, so it's normal for Wanqing to know him.

The door opening just now probably means they haven't started their "fight" yet, so shouldn't it begin now
?

Wanqing, if you only occasionally go out for a fling, that's fine. Your husband just recently
fantasized about that scenario. But you absolutely mustn't give your heart to that man, or I'll be condemned to hell
…

A mix of tension and unease filled my mind. My mind was still fantasizing about Wanqing having sex with someone else.
Unconsciously, my lower body swelled up again, and when I came to my senses, it had already created a noticeable
tent.

"You have… that kind of fetish?"

Fu Jundie's gaze didn't hold much of a strange glint. Perhaps for someone like her… a second-generation
official , this kind of situation wasn't uncommon.

Seeing me nod silently and slowly, Fu Jundie's face still flushed slightly. She said, "I advise you
to . Although Bao Yifan has always been known as a womanizer, you never know when he might suddenly open
the door... then you'll be in big trouble."

I couldn't help but ask, "You still haven't answered me. What are you doing here?"

Without another word, Fu Jundie grabbed my hand and led me away, saying as we walked, "There
was a theft here not long ago, so I came to observe the scene at the hotel. But you, are you really sure your wife is
with Bao Yifan?"

Of course, I wasn't absolutely sure; there wasn't any conclusive evidence yet, but the current situation basically proved it
.

Standing at a distance, looking at the door, I breathed heavily and put my hands in my pockets.

"…Oh right!"

I suddenly remembered that I had found a lot of SD cards in the glove compartment of Wanqing's Bentley, and I had just
slipped the smallest one into my pocket. "Fu Jundie, I'm going to get a room right now.
I need to check some things on my computer. Um… whatever you want!"

After saying that, I ran to the elevator, but when it arrived, Fu Jundie followed me.

When I got to the lobby, got a room next to Bao Yifan's, and went back to the elevator, she followed me all the way,
sighing deeply, "Qin Feng, is this really okay? Tell me first, if that SD card contains
crucial information, what do you plan to do?"

The elevator doors opened, and I was about to speak when a series of rustling footsteps suddenly sounded nearby.

Fu Jundie and I both stood still. After the footsteps faded away, she whispered, "Even though it's peak tourist
season, not everyone can book a presidential suite here every day. Maybe it's not an outsider…"

I didn't say much, remained silent for a moment, and then dialed Wanqing's number again.

This time, the call connected immediately.

"Qin Feng, what's wrong with you today? Why are you calling so many times?"

Wanqing's tone was normal, but I ignored her question, focusing only on the background noise.

Seeing nothing unusual, I said, "I just missed you, and you're
going on a business trip next week. If I don't call, I'll have to pay long-distance charges."

Suddenly, Wanqing's breathing became much heavier!

I wasn't mistaken; just as I finished speaking, Wanqing let out a loud snort, followed by a
quick, sharp gasp, which I caught perfectly!

"I'm busy with work right now… You big idiot, why did you call at such an inopportune time? Let's go back…"
"Let's talk later, I'm in a meeting with the vice presidents..."

I paid special attention to Wanqing's tone; it was very abnormal. Her weak, listless voice
sounded like she'd been exhausted for a long time, but it was more like... more like...

I knew what it was more like... Without a doubt, just as I hung up the phone, Bao Yifan was probably
arousing her, right?

Was he thrusting in and out of Wanqing's vagina? Or was he kissing and licking her full breasts? What position were
they in? When Wanqing suppressed her pleasure and said those words, was Bao Yifan eavesdropping on
our conversation and manipulating her even more forcefully? With a sudden surge of wicked pleasure, I continued chatting with Wanqing. Sure enough, her tone became impatient and increasingly unstable. The moment she slammed the phone shut, I even faintly heard a suppressed ! Just then, a small hand suddenly grabbed my crotch, squeezing my erect penis, releasing a wave of pleasure. "Fu... Fu Jundie?" Fu Jundie immediately released my crotch after squeezing it, coughed loudly, and said, "Your tent is too obvious , it's sexual harassment! Be careful, or I'll arrest you for sexual harassment!" I looked down, and the tent was indeed bulging high. Without further hesitation, I glanced at the room where Wanqing and Bao Yifan were, and then opened the door to the next room. Overall, the layout of the presidential suite was extraordinary. The spacious living room and sitting room had decorations that would make ordinary people envious. I first went into the bedroom. The king-size bed was big enough for more than four people to lie down, and opposite the bed was a monitor of more than fifty inches connected to the computer. Fu Jundie, being a police officer, had exceptional eyesight and immediately turned on the computer for me, and also turned on the TV. I silently took out the SD card. After the initial excitement, a sense . Wanqing… she must love me, right?

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