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【After Mahjong】(02) Author: Dongyou Langzi 

Author: Dongyou Langzi
Word Count: 9220


(II)

The next day, when I woke up, my wife was no longer beside me.

I looked at the clock; it was already past 10 o'clock.

Was everything yesterday just a dream? I actually had such a childish thought.

Since yesterday evening, I hadn't looked directly at my wife's face. My heart pounded as I
walked towards my wife in the living room. "Good morning, you're already up," I said to my wife

, pretending to be nonchalant, while drinking tea and watching TV . "Good morning, I'm so sorry for staying up so late yesterday," my wife said apologetically. I smiled at my wife. Thinking about what had happened a few days ago, my wife hadn't done anything wrong. It was all because I made a bet with someone that my wife had a relationship with Lao Xiang. I should be the one apologizing to my wife, but she apologized to me instead, and with the same attitude . "Are you still bothered by what happened yesterday?" my wife asked, pouring me another cup of tea and looking . "I am a little bothered," I said. "Want to hear?" my wife asked. "If you can, tell me everything, the more detailed the better," I said. My wife didn't sit opposite me as usual, but sat next to me. "You don't mind me, do you?" she asked, looking at my face with obvious unease. "Of course not. You didn't cheat on me; it was my fault. I should be apologizing to you. Okay, tell me what happened." Then, my wife recounted everything from the previous night to me. When we got in the car, Lao Xiang chatted with my wife gently, though a little reservedly. "Are you alright, ma'am? Why don't we have dinner somewhere before going back? Please forgive me if I was rude it was all because I have a strong liking for you." My wife didn't want to hide anything and spoke the truth: "I'm fine, it's just that I've never been alone with a man other than my husband since we got married , so I was a little nervous." "I still consider you a man," Lao Xiang said. Slightly calmed, the wife said, "Speaking of which, thank you so much for taking care of my husband. He seems to really enjoy playing mahjong. I hope you two don't become enemies because of this." "No, no, Zhibo was really lucky that day. He made such a big bet to try and win big." Old Xiang said, glancing at his wife's chest peeking out from under her low-cut dress. "It seems my husband lost very easily," the wife said. "Ah—well, maybe it's because the more you don't want to lose, the easier it is to lose." "Manager Xiang, you're so good with words," the wife laughed. Soon they arrived at Old Xiang's house. Old Xiang opened the passenger door for his wife, just like before they left. "Welcome to my home." Touched by Old Xiang's gentlemanly behavior, the wife completely opened up, her spirits soaring. "Thank you," the wife smiled as she entered the house. Old Xiang had a hobby of making gongfu tea, and naturally, he wanted to show off his skills to his wife. "It's delicious. This is the first time I've ever tasted tea like this," she said. The two chatted while drinking tea. After about 30 minutes, the two had run out of things to talk about . Just then, Lao Xiang said, "Wife, I really want to keep talking to you like this, but I am, after all, a man." Lao Xiang glanced at his wife's chest, his hand gently resting on her thigh. "When I first met you, I thought, 'I wish I could spend the night with you someday.' But that's always been a dream, and I never thought it would actually come true." "You're so annoying—no one has ever praised me like that before," his wife said shyly, her eyes darting around. "Wife, I've prepared the guest room." Lao Xiang led his wife to the guest room where we played mahjong. The bedding was already laid out on the floor . And there was a DV camera in the corner of the room. "DV, could it be—" his wife asked in surprise as she entered the room. "Uh, if you don't like it—of course, it's not for anyone else to see, and it's not my fetish, it's just to leave a recording for Zhibo. If you don't like it, I'll put it away now," Lao Xiang said. His wife didn't reply immediately, seemingly considering it for a while. And now, as I listened to his wife's words, I was thinking back. If I had agreed back then, I might . I racked my brain trying to picture the two of them making love. What would Lao Xiang do with his wife? How would I react if I saw that scene? "And then, did you film it?" I asked. "I thought I couldn't refuse in this situation, since it was going to be shown to you—" my wife said. Hearing my wife's words, I desperately suppressed my urge to watch the recording and continued listening to her verbally explain. "Mrs. Xiang, are you alright? If my actions have caused any conflict between you and your husband, then we'll have to ," my wife said. "Don't worry, my husband knows about this, although he hasn't explained it in detail. We're a couple who trust and understand each other," Lao Xiang said. "Okay, Manager Xiang, whatever you say, I'll do," my wife said. "Thank you, I won't do anything reckless," Lao Xiang said, turning on the DV camera. "Madam, take off your dress." "Hmm—" Finally, it started. My wife, who had prepared herself mentally, took off her dress, revealing a matching white patterned bra . Old Xiang also took off his clothes, leaving only his boxer shorts. Looking at his wife, who was only wearing underwear, he said, "Even more beautiful than I imagined ." Although Old Xiang's lower abdomen was slightly protruding, he seemed to be in better shape than his wife had imagined for a 50-year-old man. After setting up the DV camera, Old Xiang sat behind his wife and began to stroke her, saying, "Your skin is so good, so smooth and tender . It's so good to be young." Although she was being stroked by a man other than me, his wife felt a sense of security from Old Xiang's hands and relaxed, letting him stroke her. "Your breasts are big and beautiful too."
































































































































Old Xiang knew women always enjoyed being praised, so he started kneading her head through her bra.

"Ah—" His wife let out a soft moan as her breasts were caressed, then she was pulled into his arms,
her tongue sucked into his mouth. His wife was completely in sync with his rhythm.

She responded to his passionate kiss with her own tongue, hooking her arms around his neck and asking for more.

"Finally, you're starting to feel something for me," Old Xiang said.

Sure enough, his wife didn't care about him and was ready to give herself completely to him. The long-awaited passionate kiss seemed to have turned on
the switch for his wife's body.

"This is the first time I've ever had a kiss like this," his wife said, her expression somewhat dazed.

"As long as you're comfortable, my wife."

Their tongues intertwined again, and Old Xiang sucked on her while taking off her bra.
His wife's D-cup breasts were exposed, and Old Xiang would sometimes use his hands on her breasts, sometimes pinch her nipples with his fingers.

"Ah—ah—," his wife couldn't help but moan louder.

Old Xiang had his wife lie on her back on the bed, kissing her earnestly from her neck to her collarbone.

Was it because she hadn't been satisfied lately? No, it was just because the feeling of making love with me was different. Old Xiang gave
his wife a sense of novelty.

Older men are often interested in younger women. But that interest would soon fade, my wife and I
both thought.

Unexpectedly, Old Xiang's experienced caresses made my wife feel like she was about to succumb. But it
was too late.

Old Xiang kissed every part of his wife's body, his hands unconsciously wandering to between her thighs, caressing
her . Slowly moving towards the center.

Just as his wife thought this, Old Xiang's hands moved away.

His wife could feel the wetness on her panties, unable to resist being touched. But Old Xiang's hands remained
only on her thighs.

Her nipples were also teased by Old Xiang's tongue until they were hard and erect.

"Ah—down there too—touch—" his wife pleaded.

His wife leaned back, feeding her nipples into Old Xiang's mouth, her waist twisting in urging.

"Your voice is so cute. I'm so glad to see you in this position. I want to see you in
even more lewd positions," Lao Xiang said gently in a low voice. Then he buried his head in his mouth and started sucking again.

After teasing for a while, Lao Xiang started running his fingers back and forth on his wife's panties, then pinched one.
The love juice that had accumulated in his wife's vagina immediately soaked her panties.

"You're so wet, and it's so hot, look."

"Ah—I'm so embarrassed—but it feels so good, I want it to feel even better—Brother Xiang, you too—" His wife
said, reaching out to touch Lao Xiang's panties.

Lao Xiang was already erect.

"Ah, it's already so hard—"

"Anyone would get hard seeing their wife like this."

I got erect without realizing it too. Listening to my wife talk about her experiences having sex with other men, I actually got excited
.

"Hey, honey. You're actually getting hard. You got excited listening to me and Manager Xiang?" my wife said.

"Yeah, I don't know why, I just got hard. Don't listen, keep talking."

So my wife continued talking.

"Wife, let's do 69. That way we can both enjoy ourselves." With that, Lao Xiang pulled down his
underwear, revealing his erect penis. He then slowly pulled down his wife's underwear.

"Wife, come to me and lick me." He then lay back, waiting for his wife.

"Hmm, it's been a long time since I've done this, I'm a little nervous." His wife shyly faced Lao Xiang's genitals and
climbed onto him.

She carefully examined the penis in front of her, "So big—I wonder which is
bigger, mine or hers."

She licked the head of Lao Xiang's penis with the tip of her tongue, then began to lick it carefully from top to bottom, slowly
sucking it into her mouth.

"Ah, wife—so good—I'm going to start too." Lao Xiang said, using his fingers to spread his wife's
vagina .

"Wife's vagina is so beautiful, it's gurgling."

"Ah—don't say such filthy things—I can hardly move anymore—"

Soon, Lao Xiang inserted two fingers and began to tickle inside.

"Ah—I can't take it anymore—Brother Xiang—"

My wife could no longer give Lao Xiang oral sex; she just gripped his penis tightly.

"My wife is amazing—her juices are dripping down—are you about to climax?"

My wife, who didn't climax often, was brought to orgasm by Lao Xiang's fingers and teasing words, her hair
swaying wildly.

"Ah—I really can't take it anymore, Brother Xiang. I'm really coming, I'm coming—" My wife twisted her waist frantically
, finally reaching climax.

"My wife's body is really sensitive, does she climax often?" Lao Xiang asked.

"Ah, no—how should I put it, right here—it's—not over yet—"

It seemed Lao Xiang knew a woman's sensitive spots quite well. He found my wife's most sensitive spot and kept stimulating it.

Hearing this, although I was unwilling, I had to admit defeat.

Under Lao Xiang's finger stimulation, my wife climaxed twice. My wife was panting, her juices still dripping.

"Hoo—Madam, that voice, that body, it's so exciting." Old Xiang said,
licking the love juice dripping from his wife's vagina.

"Oh—is it really that good? It's only the first time—is it always like this with Mrs. Xiang?" his wife
asked.

"Hmm—with Huiyuan—it feels different." Old Xiang didn't explain further. "Madam,
could you get me the condoms in the second drawer of the cabinet?"

Although they had done it once, only his wife was satisfied. His wife had come to satisfy Old Xiang, so she
had no right to suggest stopping there.

"Okay." His wife thanked Old Xiang for preparing the condoms beforehand, then
took one from a small box in the drawer.

"You've used a few condoms, looks like you're maintaining a good sex life with Mrs. Xiang." His wife thought to herself
, tearing open the packaging and walking towards Old Xiang, who was lying on the floor. She put the condom on his erect penis.

"Like this, ride on top of me, okay?" Old Xiang fiddled with the condom on his penis,
waiting for his wife's response.

The wife straddled Lao Xiang, aligning her vagina with his penis, and slowly lowered her waist.

"Come on—" Lao Xiang said.

With a series of gurgling sounds, the lewd sounds of their genitals rubbing together,
Lao Xiang's penis was slowly swallowed by his wife's vagina. "Ah—so hot."

Finally, they were joined together.

Lao Xiang looked excitedly at his wife riding on top of him. After a while, she didn't move at all.

Finally, his wife started to move her waist.

"Wife, I'm so grateful to have you serve me. Please accept all of me."

Lao Xiang also began to slowly move his penis up and down. His wife also adjusted the rhythm of her movements accordingly.

"So hot—so hot—so amazing—deeper—"

"Ah—wife's vagina—so comfortable."

Both of them shouted excitedly, panting.

Under Lao Xiang's guidance, their lower bodies were connected, and the riding position was changed to the missionary position.

Lao Xiang thrust in and out, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, while his wife kept panting. Lao Xiang would sometimes rub her breasts, sometimes suckle her nipples,
and sometimes kiss her lips.

Strictly speaking, it should be a deep kiss where they exchanged saliva.

The wife wrapped her arms around Lao Xiang's back, the two making love like lovers deeply in love.

"Ah—wife, I can't take it anymore."

"So hot, so hot, me too—I feel like I'm going to lose it again."

Both of them moved intensely, making their final sprint.

"Ah—Brother Xiang, I'm going to lose it—"

"Me too—I'm going to cum—"

They both reached their climax at the same time. Lao Xiang used his last bit of strength to thrust a few more times. He ejaculated all his semen
before slowly withdrawing his penis from his wife's vagina. "That was so comfortable."

Lao Xiang satisfiedly took off the condom, wrapped it in a tissue, and threw it in the trash can. Then he stroked
his wife's hair, still in the afterglow of her orgasm, and asked, "Are you tired?"

"I'm fine, it's just so hot. I never thought I would
make love ." His wife said.

"Then, can you stay with me a little longer?" Lao Xiang said.

It's easy to imagine that Lao Xiang wouldn't be satisfied with just this one time.

"I'll do whatever you say until you're happy." His wife said.

The man before her gave her a pleasure she had never experienced before, and she was determined to satisfy
him . That was probably her true feeling at the time.

"Because tonight, I want to drive you even crazier." With that, Lao Xiang spread his wife's legs, pointing
directly at the DV camera.

"Ugh—you've been seen!" his wife cried, covering her face.

"This is it, the trigger that will drive you crazy." Lao Xiang then used his fingers to separate his wife's vagina.
The previous vaginal fluid was still there, and new fluid flowed out, wetting his fingers.

"Has your wife ever experienced squirting?"

"Squirting—?"

"Hmm, have you ever?"

"No, is that really true?" his wife asked.

"Judging by your physique, you probably have. Or rather, your constitution."
As he spoke, Lao Xiang slowly inserted his fingers into his wife's vagina.

"I think I felt something just now, like a needle prick." Lao Xiang explored his wife's G-spot.

"Is it here?" Lao Xiang bent his fingers, expecting a strong reaction from his wife.

"Ah—it should be here." Old Xiang tightened his fingers again, and a "squelching"
sound came from his wife's vagina. Every time Old Xiang moved his fingers, this lewd sound followed.

"Stop it, stop, I've been holding back," his wife said coquettishly.

The "squelching" sound grew louder, and his wife's breathing became more and more intense. Just as his wife was about to climax,
Old Xiang stopped moving again.

"Brother Xiang—don't stop—I feel it," his wife pleaded.

The camera was focused on his wife's vagina, and the overflowing love fluid dripped directly onto the bedding.

"Is it a very strong feeling?" Old Xiang changed the way he moved his fingers, and the love fluid flowed
out .

"So hot, so hot—it's coming again, I'm going to cum—Brother Xiang, I can't hold back, I'm going to cum—I'm cumming!"

His wife screamed as her vagina gushed out, a mixture of love fluid and splattering. Old Xiang
's hand was soaked.

His wife, experiencing orgasm for the first time, was convulsing, immersed in the afterglow. Her eyes were fixed on
Old Xiang's hand, now visibly wet from the slap.

"How was your first time experiencing squirting? My wife really is a squirting machine," Lao Xiang
whispered , wiping the fluid from her ejaculation onto her breasts.

"It really came—my mind went blank." His wife looked at Lao Xiang with hazy eyes and kissed
him.

Seeing his wife so ecstatic, Lao Xiang's penis became erect again. "Now it's your
turn . I haven't really enjoyed your service yet."

Lao Xiang held his erect penis in front of his wife. Lao Xiang kept adjusting the camera angle.

His wife had already orgasmed several times and was completely obedient to him. Looking at his penis with
affection, she grasped the base and began licking the glans.

She was completely oblivious to the filming.

No, his wife was conscious, but her attention was entirely on Lao Xiang. She
looked up at him with watery eyes while giving him oral sex. Then she inserted Lao Xiang's penis all the way down to her throat.

Old Xiang swayed his hips back and forth with a look of pure pleasure, this time he was going to make himself happy.

His wife stuck out her tongue and licked from the glans to the scrotum, and then from the scrotum back to the glans.
She had never done this to me before, not even once again, when she took the entire penis into her mouth.

"Wife, can you squeeze me with your breasts?"

Old Xiang had probably longed for this for a long time. His wife agreed without hesitation, "Okay, men always like
this." His wife had always had complicated feelings about her large breasts.

She spat out Old Xiang's penis, which was wet with her saliva. She cupped her breasts with both hands, sandwiching the penis
between them , and began to give Old Xiang a blowjob.

"Ah—softer than I imagined, this feel is amazing," Old Xiang groaned.

To please Old Xiang, his wife licked the tip of his penis, which peeked out from between her breasts.
She hadn't done this to me in a long time.

"Wife, I want to go in—it's a shame to ejaculate like this."

The wife slowly released his penis, giggling as she playfully lifted her buttocks and spread them apart with her hands, saying to Lao Xiang,
"From behind—I want to try—I've never thought of that before."

Hearing his wife's request, Lao Xiang walked towards the cabinet where the condoms were kept.

"Um—no need for a condom—it's a safe day today—"

Hearing his wife's words, Lao Xiang didn't stand on ceremony, chuckling, "Then I won't be polite, although I'm sorry, Zhibo
. Your wife is indeed very capable."

With that, Lao Xiang held his wife's buttocks and inserted himself.

"Plop—glug—" As Lao Xiang's penis entered, it squeezed out the love juice from his wife's vagina,
making a strange sound.

While thrusting his penis in and out, Lao Xiang reached out and teased his wife's nipples, trying to please her.

Under Lao Xiang's caresses, his wife moaned incessantly.

"Look here, wife." Lao Xiang pointed the camera at his wife. "Yes, just like that—imagine Zhibo right in
front of you. In front of her loving husband, she's actually sticking her ass up, begging me to fuck her from behind. How lewd! How
about that, getting all fired up?"

As he spoke, Lao Xiang licked his wife's back with his tongue.

Completely immersed in Lao Xiang's lewd teasing, his wife cried out as if drunk, "Husband—I'm sorry—
it feels so good—"

At that moment, his wife seemed to have the illusion that I was right in front of them. "Ah, ah, ah—I'm going to lose it.
Husband , I'm going to lose it with Brother Xiang's cock—Brother Xiang, deeper, I'll cum inside—"

Because his wife had said it was a safe day, Lao Xiang, without thinking,
began thrusting deeply, heavily, and quickly.

His wife, already completely at her climax, cried out, "So powerful—so deep—deeper, deeper."

I simply couldn't imagine my wife's wanton moans and cries of lewdness.

"Ah, no—I'm going to lose it—it's so hot—shoot—let's do it together."

"Ah, my wife is so amazing—she's squeezing me so tightly." Lao Xiang frantically moved his waist, and before he could
pull out, he ejaculated completely inside her.

"Hot—so hot—" His wife, who had been inside him by Lao Xiang, was exhausted.

Lao Xiang slowly pulled out his penis, the love juice and semen on it dripping onto the bedding.

Looking at his wife, who seemed to be out of breath, Lao Xiang asked with concern, "Wife, are you alright?"

"Mmm—" his wife replied weakly.

His wife, who had regained some consciousness, said again, "Brother Xiang, I'm sorry, it was just too good."

"That's crazy, you've already had two orgasms and you're still not satisfied, my wife has such a big taste."
As he spoke, Lao Xiang wanted to kiss his wife's waist and back as she lay on the ground.

"I'm fine. I can do it as many times as I want before Brother Xiang is satisfied."

Hearing his wife say this, Lao Xiang was naturally very happy. "Thank you so much. How about we take a bath together?
This place needs a good wash too."

Lao Xiang used his fingers to pull out the lingering semen from his wife's vagina.

"Okay, sure."

At nine o'clock that night, the two of them were completely relaxed and went to the bathroom naked.

They soaked in the bathtub together, kissing each other and washing each other's bodies with soap. Lao Xiang aroused his wife again
with his fingers, and she was penetrated from behind in the bathroom once more.

After washing off the semen from his wife's vagina, the two of them dried themselves off, wrapped themselves in towels, and went to the living room.

They each poured a glass of non-alcoholic beer and started drinking.

"Ah, that's wonderful. A beer after a shower is one of life's greatest pleasures, it's just a shame it's non-alcoholic."

Watching Lao Xiang drink heartily, his wife smiled. "A good married life
makes the nights more fulfilling."

Lao Xiang returned to his previous gentlemanly tone, "When we were playing mahjong, Zhi Bo told me you two haven't
been very intimate lately. Do you know why? From an experienced person's perspective, both of you have your reasons.
Hui Yuan went through a similar period."

"Before, when I occasionally saw my wife, I would look at her with lewd eyes, thinking, 'Wife, you probably haven't yet
experienced the pleasure of sex.'"

"But even after tonight, I've never thought of taking my wife for myself.
I would never do anything to destroy someone else's marriage." "If my wife has the courage to tell Zhi Bo everything that happened tonight, and he
seems very excited, then it proves he still loves you."

"After all that boasting, I'm starving. It's already ten o'clock. Zhibo must be worried. It's about time I
changed and took you home," Lao Xiang said. If Lao Xiang hadn't said these things to his wife, I might not have had the chance to hear
her tell me what happened that night. If that had happened, I might have started to suspect
the relationship .

After listening attentively to Lao Xiang's explanation without saying a word, my wife said, "Thank you so much.
I get so frustrated at night. We don't have children, and I can't get satisfaction from my husband. I've even
thought about having an affair. But, Brother Xiang, you really gave me a great time tonight
. I think it will be like tonight when I'm with my husband."

"That's great. It's getting late, let me take you home."

With that, they both stood up, their stomachs rumbling. They smiled at each other.

"Want to go out and get something to eat?" Lao Xiang asked, but then, thinking about what might happen if they went out and people saw them
, and what kind of rumors might spread, they went to the kitchen.

"That's all we have," Lao Xiang said to his wife, somewhat embarrassed, as he took out two bowls of instant noodles.

Seeing his expression, his wife smiled and said, "Instant noodles? It's been a long time since we've had
them ."

They ate the noodles, filling their stomachs a little. After clearing the table, his wife said to Lao Xiang,
"Brother Xiang, tonight has been satisfying. If not—" she hinted with a double meaning.

Lao Xiang, of course, understood his wife's meaning. "A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold,"

he said, and the two of them, wrapped in bath towels, went to the guest room. Once inside, they immediately took off their towels.

Naked, they embraced and kissed as they lay down on the sheets. Lao Xiang gently caressed his wife.

His wife immediately let out a soft moan and responded by stroking Lao Xiang's back. Then, his wife pressed herself
against him. "Brother Xiang, you're really hard. We just did it once in the bath, and now you're hard again,"

she said, gently stroking his penis. While imitating what Lao Xiang had done to her, she teased
Lao Xiang's nipples with her tongue.

"What's wrong with me—I've never done this to my husband before, and now I really want to satisfy you, Brother Xiang."

"Ah—so comfortable, I'm so happy with your thoughtfulness, my wife."

The wife kissed from Lao Xiang's nipples all the way to his penis, holding it and sucking on the glans with great passion.
Looking up at Lao Xiang, she sucked on his penis with a "glug glug" sound.

"Ah, my wife—you've improved a lot since then, so comfortable." Lao Xiang praised.

After wetting Lao Xiang's penis with her saliva, the wife stood up. Holding Lao Xiang's penis, she straddled him
. She aligned her vagina with his penis and inserted it.

"Ah—it's in."

"My wife—you're so amazing."

The wife lowered her waist, leaned forward, and kissed Lao Xiang.

"Brother Xiang—if I did this with my husband—he would be happy, wouldn't he?"

"Hmm—my wife still loves Zhibo after all. If you do this, Zhibo will definitely be very excited.
As a return gift—" Old Xiang helped her up, "Come on, twist your waist in a circular motion."

"Eh, is that it?"

"Yes—that's it—faster."

"Hmm, is that it?"

Suddenly, the sound of "plop plop" came from where their genitals were joined.

"Ah, what's going on—it feels so good."

"Ah—wife—I feel so good too—I feel like I'm going to ejaculate."

"Me too—let's do it together!"

Old Xiang also swayed his waist from right to left and up, rubbing his wife's breasts for a while, then straightened up and
hugged . Old Xiang pressed his wife's big, firm breasts, which he had always fantasized about, tightly against his
chest.

The two reached their climax amidst each other's moans. Exhausted, his wife collapsed into Old Xiang's arms.

Old Xiang gently held his wife in his arms, and the two continued their union. Old Xiang gently stroked his wife
's hair and back as she lay in his arms.

"Thank you so much for tonight, it was a wonderful memory. I hope you and Zhibo can have such a wonderful sex
life in the future. It would be a waste not to enjoy your youth." Old Xiang continued stroking his wife's hair,
feeling the warmth of her body.

The two nestled together for ten minutes, then Old Xiang said, "Ah—it's so late,
Zhibo must be worried. I'm so sorry to have kept you up until now. I'm really satisfied today, thank you
."

Old Xiang gently kissed his wife's cheek. His wife left Old Xiang's embrace contentedly
, wiping the semen that had flowed from her vagina with a tissue. Then she put on her underwear and dress.

Old Xiang also put on his clothes, and seeing his wife dressed again, he said, "Although I've said it many times—
thank you so much for today."

His wife said modestly, "I should be the one saying thank you—I feel so different now."

After exchanging pleasantries, their eyes met, and after a moment, they gently kissed.

Just like when he picked up his wife, Old Xiang gentlemanly opened the car door for her. He waited until his wife was seated before getting into the car.

The tense atmosphere between them had dissipated. "Come to my house for dinner sometime, my wife
will be very happy—ah, of course, she won't do anything naughty again," Lao Xiang joked. After

his wife readily agreed to

come to his house, Lao Xiang added, "If Zhibo is angry, remember to contact me. After all
, it's all my fault for being so late today. I'll personally go to Zhibo's house to apologize."

"Okay, don't worry," his wife said, opening the front door and watching Lao Xiang drive away before entering
the house .

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