【A Woman's Mole】(38-62) Author: Bo Bo Xiong Yong

Author: Bobo's Surging
Word Count: 89653

(Chapter 38)

"Do you love me?" she suddenly asked as I was vigorously fucking her on the He family's bed.

My penis went a little soft.

I was a little dazed.

"Fuck me!" she didn't ask me again. Her body writhed on the bed like a water snake, her vagina
contracting forcefully, continuing to stimulate my penis.

"Fuck me! I said, I want you to fuck me!" she continued.

My mind was a little confused, but my body's desire still made me continue fucking her as the He family demanded.

When my semen was sprayed out of her vagina through the condom, I felt exhausted, and my body
seemed to lose its strength. I leaned back, throwing myself between her legs.

My penis quickly pulled out of her vagina with a "pop" sound as I leaned back.

Her two snow-white legs, which had been strong during sex and even made me feel a little suffocated, were still trembling slightly.
After a long time, she sat up and wiped the residue off her genitals.

"What's wrong?" She removed the condom from my penis, wrapped it in the toilet paper she had just used to wipe her genitals
, and threw it in the trash can.

"Nothing, just a little tired..." I said casually.

"Did I say something wrong?" She crawled over and lay down next to me, propping her chin up with her hand and turning her head to the side.

"No..." I said with my eyes closed.

But my eyes seemed to be filled with Gu Xuan's image.

"So, do you still want it?" Her fingers pressed against my lips, her fingertips slightly parting my lips,
gently grinding her teeth.

"Rest for a while, I'll have a smoke..." I jumped off the bed naked, sat
on the small rug in front of the bed, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

She was also naked, sitting on the edge of the bed in front of me, my gaze level with her genitals, where
a large patch of black hair was visible.

"I thought of a joke..." I said with a laugh.

"Hmm?" she asked, touching my hair.

"Have you heard the joke about the loose thread?"

"No!"

"One day, a kindergarten teacher—oh, a woman—took a group of children swimming. One of the children suddenly
pointed at the teacher's inner thigh and said, 'Teacher, what's that black thing over there?' The teacher looked down,
then smiled and said, 'That's a loose thread, look…' As she spoke, she gave it a hard tug and pulled the black
thread off… Hahaha…" I finished speaking and burst into unrestrained laughter, tears streaming
down my face.

"Giggle…" She quickly understood, and while laughing, she pulled out a pubic hair to test it. "
Ouch !"

"Damn, you actually tried it!" I rolled my eyes at her and said, "But why haven't I seen
you showing that loose thread while swimming?"

"Are you sick?!" she scolded, "Your mind is full of lewd thoughts!"

"You have a girlfriend, right…?" she suddenly asked.

"Huh?" I was taken aback. "What did you say?"

"You have a girlfriend, right?" She stared intently into my eyes, as if trying to extract
some information from them.

I took another deep drag of my cigarette, filling my lungs completely before slowly exhaling.

"Yeah, I shouldn't have kept it from you..." I said in a low voice, looking down at the flickering cigarette butt.

"..."

I thought she was crying, so I looked up at her. She had no expression, but when she noticed me looking at her, she
smiled said, "Actually, I already felt it, but I just wanted to hear you say it."

"Do you hate me?" My face flushed, and I felt ashamed for asking such a question.

"Huh?" She frowned, her legs crossed on the bed, and her labia, hidden by thick pubic hair, parted slightly
, revealing her vagina. She rested her chin on her hands, tilted her head, and thought for a moment before saying, "It's not a matter of hate or not. To be honest,
I quite like you, but lately I've felt like something's missing between us.
Every time

we're together, it's just sex, eating, and then eating, sex again..." "Hmm, isn't that what I'm saying? Until just now when I asked you, 'Do you love me?', I realized that
what's missing between us is precisely those four words. Hmm, that must be it..." she continued, talking to herself.

"Do you love me?" she asked, still resting her chin on her hands and tilting her head.

"..." I felt uncomfortable under her direct gaze and didn't have the courage to meet her eyes. I quickly
lowered my head under her gaze.

"I understand!" she nodded.

A hand rested on my shoulder, gently stroking it. She said, "Do you want more?"

I was somewhat surprised. The story shouldn't be like this. Shouldn't I be the one being kicked out naked,
my clothes being thrown out piece by piece?

Lost in thought, I unconsciously nodded.

"What are you standing there for? Come on up! You know I've been lonely lately..." she said, pulling my
arm and sticking out her pink tongue.

"You still want to have sex with me?"

"Why not? I told you I really like you. Rather than using that thing," she gestured with her chin towards the
headboard, "it's better to use your little guy!" As she spoke, her small hand grasped my limp
penis.

"Damn!" I cursed, "So in your eyes I'm just like a vibrator?"

"You don't love me, so what do you think I should consider you?" she pouted her full lips and said coquettishly.

"Damn it, I'll fuck you to death!"

"Hehe... your cock is still soft, want me to lick it? Hehe..." she giggled and
teased me.

I stood on the floor, watching her lie on the bed, lift her head, open her small mouth, and take my penis in, sucking it gently.
My penis gradually became engorged, swollen, and hard in her mouth.

"Come in quickly! I'm wet down there again, it's so itchy inside!" she said, spitting out my glans and looking up at me.

"Oh... so good... slower, slower, don't be like a monkey, ah... so good,
just like that, lick my nipples... oh..."

"Was it good having sex with me?" she asked, lying in my arms.

Having just made love, the afterglow of passion still lingered on her face, and her breathing was a little labored.

"Ah, that feels so good! Your little mouth down there is so tight, it's been twitching and twitching! My dick still
hurts a little..." I chuckled, playing with her nipples.

"Hehe..." she giggled smugly, "But I'm enjoying it too..."

"Hmm, what are you trying to say?" I knew she had more to say.

"I mean..." she climbed up a bit, wrapping her arms around my neck, "We're pretty good like this
..."

"Hmm?" I asked, puzzled.

"Just like this, you come to me when you want something, and I come to you when I want something, okay?" she whispered,
biting my earlobe.

"Just like that?" I asked.

"Yeah, when your girlfriend comes, or I... okay?" her voice was as soft and sweet as a sticky rice dumpling for
the Dragon Boat Festival, making me nod in agreement.

"You agree?" she looked up at me.

"Yeah, why not?" I nodded.

"Then... let's continue, I want more... this time I'll be on top..." she said, smiling.

I said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. You rape me, and I'll struggle and moan under you, okay?"

She said, "You mean it!"

I said, "Damn! Just thinking about it is disgusting! "

Hehe... she covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "No, I want to see you struggle and moan under me..."

(Thirty-nine)

"Do you like it?" I asked Gu Xuan on the phone.

"Ugh! Why did you send me these things?!" she said angrily.

"I just wanted to help you relax," I said with a chuckle.

"But, but... but I was thinking about you, and your penis. How can these things be like that!
They're different!" she continued angrily.

"You just have to imagine yourself as me, um, imagine me fucking you!" I said.

"You pervert! I hate you!"

"Hey, when you use it, let's video chat, and I can watch!" I said with a lewd grin.

"Don't even think about it!" she said angrily.

I have to say, American logistics are really too slow! I bought a set of sex
toys on Amazon two weeks ago, yeah, it was for Gu Xuan, but she only received it today.

Of course, this was inspired by the He family, because I saw her using a vibrator in front of me and seemed to enjoy it,
easily reaching orgasm.

"You pervert! I'm ignoring you!" she said coquettishly, hanging up the phone.

A little while later she called back, shyly asking, "Honey, is this clean?
Can use it?"

I couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Just wash it clean, um, or use a condom. Do you want to
try it ?"

"No! You're so annoying!" she laughed too, pouting.

"Then remember to tell me when you use it, I want to watch you!" I said.

"Okay, you big pervert, you big lecher!"

I don't know if Gu Xuan has used it, but work has been getting busier and busier, plus the time difference, we
rarely meet online, so the thing we agreed on hasn't had a chance to happen.

A month before Gu Xuan returned to China, I started abstinence. Yes, abstinence.

The He family didn't press the matter too much. After hearing that Gu Xuan would be coming here in May, they smiled and said,
"Okay , then prepare well."

At the time, I felt quite sorry for her, but the thought of Gu Xuan's arrival immediately made me forget that
slight guilt.

"I want to eat instant noodles!" Gu Xuan pouted and said to me.

I was taken aback. "Instant noodles?"

"Yes, instant noodles!" she nodded vigorously.

I watched her devour the instant noodles I was already sick of, just like when she watched me
eat lion's head meatballs in the cafeteria back then. Had this girl not eaten for months?

"So fragrant! So delicious!" she licked the soup off her lips, looking
like .

"Want another bowl?" I said.

"No, I'm full! I can't eat too much at night, or I'll get fat!" she stuck out her tongue at me.

I looked at her slightly thinner face and the faint black mole on her chin, and it felt so familiar
and dear.

"I missed you!" I hugged her, gently stroking her hair.

"Mmm, I missed you too! So much!" she said, her head nestled in my arms as always
.

"Where did you miss me?" I kissed her eyes and eyelashes, asking with a smile.

"Everywhere, all over!" she said.

"Hmm?" I asked again.

"My heart," she said, placing my hand on her chest; her breasts seemed a little fuller, soft and wonderful
to the touch .

"My eyes," she said, bringing her eyes close to my lips.

"My lips," she kissed my lips.

"My hands," she said, taking my hand.

"And what else?" I asked with a smile.

"And…" her face flushed red, her red lips close to my ear, whispering, "And down there,
I miss you so much!"

"Down there? Where?" I asked, kissing her red lips.

"Bee-beep, your cunt, Xuanxuan's cunt misses you so much! Misses husband's penis, wants husband to fuck cunt
, husband, touch me, cunt misses you so much..." Her voice trembled more and more, her whole body turned
red and hot.

"Carry me to take a shower..." she gasped.

Soon, their clothes were thrown on the floor, I picked up Gu Xuan and kicked open the bathroom door.

"Oh..." she gasped softly, warm water spraying onto her bare back.
She held onto the shower hose, turned her head and frowned, "Husband, I can feel it... it's so hot..."

My glans parted her labia and gently penetrated her vagina, then was suddenly enveloped by her vagina, unable to move.

"Want it?" I asked, stroking her breasts and slowly thrusting my penis.

"Yes! I've been thinking about it all along! Husband, go slower, I'm so nervous, I'm afraid I'll scream..."

"It's okay, you can scream your lungs out tonight and no one will come to save you! Tonight I'm going to devour you!"

"Oh... so comfortable, so warm, oh dear, love me, I want you to love me! Kiss me!"
She straightened up, turning her head to find my lips.

"Ahhh, husband, it feels so good, love me harder! I feel so good! Hurry, I want to be with you!
Shoot inside me, don't come out, ahhh, I'm going to die..." She thrust her hips back forcefully, preventing
me from pulling out my penis. Finally, I trembled as I ejaculated into her vagina.

"You..." I asked worriedly, holding the limp Gu Xuan.

"It's okay, I'm in my safe period these past two days," she said, leaning against me with a slight smile. "I like it like this,
it feels so powerful when my penis shoots inside, hehe..."

"Kiss me again! I want more!" she pouted, begging for a kiss.

"Let's take a shower first, then go to bed!"

"Okay, let's shower quickly!"

...

"How long are you staying here?" I asked Gu Xuan.

"I don't know, I want to stay a few more days, I miss you! I want you to love me every day, every moment!"
Gu Xuan, who had just climaxed, climbed on top of me again, her full breasts rubbing against my chest. Our sweat
quickly mingled, indistinguishable from each other.

"Stay as long as you want, I'll definitely fuck you hard every day, and satisfy you, okay?"
I said, pinching her nose and laughing.

"Hehe..." she chuckled, her pink tongue lightly licking my chin, then slowly
moving down until she took my glans into her mouth, her big eyes staring straight at me.

"Am I pretty?" she asked, sucking on my penis while looking at me.

"Pretty! And very sexy, I like it!" I said, pressing her head down and stroking her hair.

"Shoot in my mouth!" she
said .

"Did you swallow it?" I asked, looking at the semen residue on the corner of her mouth.

"Mmm," she smacked her lips, her tongue sweeping across the corner of her mouth, licking the drop of semen into her mouth.

"Is it good?" I asked.

"Hehe, not good!" she stuck out her pink tongue, bringing it to my mouth, and said, "Lick me!"

"Ugh..." she groaned in pain, "Be gentle, you're going to suck my tongue off!"

"Oh... why is it hard again? Ah, no! Too deep!" My penis entered her
vagina again, all the way in, catching her off guard.

"Don't you like it too deep?"

"No, it's because you were too sudden, you ambushed me, hmph!" she gently bit me and scolded.

"Is this how you ambush someone?", taking advantage of her inattention, I thrust my penis all the way in again.

"Ah! You bad man!" her small mouth opened suddenly, her eyes hazy and alluring.

"Want more?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes! I want you to fuck me like this, husband!" she said, biting her lip.

...

"I can't take it anymore, I can't breathe! Ahh, I'm really going to die! It's too deep, it's all the way in
, I can't go any further! Ahhh, woo woo... husband, I feel so good, harder... ahhh... I'm coming,
husband , you're going to fuck me to death! I'm going to die..."

For the first time, I pressed her legs against her chest—Gu Xuan's flexibility was still not as good as Xu Weiyao's—it
was also the first time she had experienced such intense stimulation, and she quickly surrendered beneath me.

"Tell me! Who taught you that?", it took Gu Xuan a while to recover, but after opening her eyes
, she grabbed my ear and asked fiercely.

"What?", I pretended to be confused.

"Just like that!", she persisted.

"..." I rolled my eyes at her, my mind racing. After a moment, I said, "In porn,
how about I find some, we can watch and learn, and then practice?"

"Hmph! I'll make sure you find out...! Hmph," she waved her little fist in front of me, threateningly
.

"How could I! You know I love you the most! Don't you think so?" I said, kissing her lips and
silencing her words.

"Mmm... I know you love me, and I love you too, so much!" she pushed my face away,
pouting her rosy lips.

"Since we both love each other, let's continue making love!" I rolled over and pinned her down,
kissing her eyes and lewdly grinning.

"Mmm, love me! Husband, love me hard!"

(Forty)

"Let's get married!" I said to Gu Xuan.

"Huh?" Gu Xuan was a little surprised, a little astonished, looking at me with her mouth open, completely bewildered.

"Let's get married!" I said again.

"Why? Didn't you say you'd wait until I graduated?" she asked, pouting as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I can't wait! I want to marry you right now!" I said excitedly, cupping her face in my hands.

"But...but we're not ready yet!" she said, her brows furrowed.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"My parents, my family, they haven't even met you yet! And your parents, they
haven't accepted me..." she said, her voice low and her face full of worry.

"Why should we care about them when we get married?" I asked urgently.

"They're my parents!" she said reproachfully, "They're my closest family!"

"Then I'll go back with you to meet your parents!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"That's great!"

...

"Honey, don't worry, don't be discouraged. My parents are only trying to help me. They... sigh, anyway, don't
worry , everything will be alright after I graduate!"

Back in the airport waiting area, as Gu Xuan was about to board, she comforted me, who was feeling dejected.

I forced a smile, though it probably looked terrible.

Looking at her smooth forehead, her bright red lips, and the faint mole on her chin, I
felt a little better and nodded, "I know, I know. Don't worry, take good care
of yourself over there... I'll wait for you!"

"Okay, you have to wait for me!

" "Honey, kiss me!"

On the train back, I thought about Gu Xuan's words and the prospect of meeting her parents, feeling utterly dejected.

My relationship with my family was probably the biggest worry for Gu Xuan's parents—even though they said they were just worried...
I worry that Gu Xuan will suffer in the future.

But I can't be angry with them, because their concerns are normal; if I were in their shoes, I would also have
reservations .

Sigh, I let out a long sigh. Fortunately, Gu Xuan still has at least two years until graduation, I comforted myself, "
There's always a way out."

Damn it! I cursed under my breath.

Turning my head to look at the fields in the light rain outside the window, the recently harvested rice still had stubble left in the fields, and
occasionally I could see the black ash left from burning straw.

When we arrived at the station, I prepared to get off. A girl in the aisle said to me, "Could you help me get my suitcase
down?"

I looked up and saw a small suitcase. Turning back to her, well, it was small too; she
definitely couldn't reach it.

Damn, the suitcase was really heavy. I wasn't prepared and almost strained my back. I'd already been having sex with Gu Xuan like crazy lately
, and if I strained my back, it would be truly tragic.

"Thanks!" she said with a sweet smile.

"It's nothing..." I said, glancing at the crowd queuing to get off the train, and then asked her, "Do you need me
to help you get out?"

"Sure, thank you so much!" she said, a little embarrassed.

I pouted and said, "Why do you talk like a Japanese person... You're really too much trouble for me... Zhang Jun
..."

Her face flushed instantly, and she stammered, "I... I study Japanese..."

"Huh?!" I was dumbfounded. Wasn't this like pointing at a monk and calling him a monk?

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, it's just that Japanese people... um, you know!" I said awkwardly.

"It's okay, I'm used to it..." she waved her hand.

"Hmm? Are you going home for vacation?" I lit a cigarette on the platform and asked her.

"Yeah, just started vacation."

"Freshman?" I asked, guessing.

"Yes, I'll be a sophomore when school starts!" Her voice was soft, typical of a girl from a water town.

"Is someone coming to pick me up?" I asked, noticing the escalator at the station exit was out of service.

"No, I can get back by myself!"

"Let me carry your things down for you, they're quite heavy, I almost strained my back!"

She was walking beside me when she covered her mouth and chuckled. Her bright, almond-shaped eyes were clear and bright
, with faint bags under them, making her look endearing. She said, "You seem quite robust, how come you..."

I awkwardly touched my nose, knowing I couldn't tell her about our recent sex, so I replied casually,
"I was on a business trip these past few days, a bit tired."

"Oh? You're working now?" she asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I've been working for a year now, I just graduated last year."

"Really? But you don't look that old, I thought you were only a sophomore or junior in college,"
she said, tilting her head to look me up and down.

"Is Japanese easy to learn?" I asked, not wanting to continue discussing how young I looked.

"I think it's quite difficult, especially the grammar," she said.

I don't understand Japanese at all; I've mostly heard dialogue in adult videos. As for her so-called grammar, I'm completely
clueless.

"Actually, I can speak a few words of Japanese..." I said smugly.

"Really? Tell me?" she asked, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Uh..." I thought for a moment, then said as slowly as possible, "nani."

She covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes narrowing as she laughed.

"What's wrong? Is it wrong?" I touched my nose, asking, puzzled.

"Yes, but your tone is just..." she continued laughing.

"It's pretty cheeky, isn't it..." I said irritably.

"I didn't say that!" she quickly clarified.

"Actually, just like English, Japanese also has many synonyms, just used in different contexts.
Like , nani, there's also [nani], um, and what... for example..."

I kept nodding in agreement, but I couldn't understand a word she was saying.
I felt like learn Japanese.

"Okay, I'm waiting for the bus, thank you!" she said with a sweet smile.

"I'm waiting for the bus here too..."

"What's your name? I don't know it yet," I asked her.

"Song Jianan, and you?" "

Zhang Tian, Zhang as in bow and long, Tian as in sky. Hmm? Song Jianan, those three characters? Song as in Song Dynasty? Jia as in beautiful woman?
It can't be the man as in man, oh, the south as in south?"

"No way!" she denied, pouting. "It's the nan as in nanmu (楠木).

" "What's nanmu?"

"It's just the character for 'wood' with the 'south' radical..." she said, stamping her foot in exasperation.

"Oh, you should have said so earlier!" I found her exasperated expression quite cute, especially
the blush that rose on her pale face.

"Jianan, isn't it just saying it's a good piece of wood?" I continued to tease her.

"You! You're so annoying! You're the one who's a blockhead!" she said, almost crying, tears
welling up in her eyes.

"Ah, how do you know I'm a blockhead?" I felt I couldn't tease her anymore, so I said, "A lot of
people call me a blockhead, they all say I'm as stupid as a block of wood, really..."

Seeing that my expression didn't seem fake, she cheered up again, pouting and saying, "You are a piece of rotten
wood! Even if I'm a blockhead, I'm a good blockhead, unlike you!"

I was finding this girl increasingly damn cute! So cute that I became very interested in her.

"Jianan, what's your phone number?" I asked her, taking out my phone.

Without thinking, she gave me her number. I dialed her number and said with a smile, "This is mine,
you can call me if you need anything!"

"Okay, I know! You blockhead!" she nodded and smiled.

"The bus is here, I have to get on..."

"Let me help you carry it up..."

"Why did you get on? Are you on this bus too?"

"Oh, I was worried you couldn't carry it all, so I offered to take you home."

I escorted Song Jianan to her vicinity of her house, and she said to me somewhat apologetically, "Thank you so much,
you've really gone to so much trouble!"

I rolled my eyes at her and said, "Thanks is fine, just forget the rest..."

She paused for a moment, then immediately realized what I meant and covered her mouth, secretly laughing. Her
bright almond- shaped eyes narrowed into slits as she laughed, and I could only see her dark, shining eyes, as
striking as stars in the dark night sky.

In the taxi back to my place, I thought about the girl from earlier, especially her dark, shining
eyes —and I told myself, I'm a good person, a kind person!

(Forty-one)

"I'm getting married!" the boss shouted on the phone.

"Damn!" I was stunned for a moment and asked, "When?"

"The 18th of next month, a Saturday, an auspicious day!" he said, "It's all arranged. You're
the best man, damn it, you're lucky. The bridesmaid is my wife's best friend, she's incredibly flirtatious, I almost fell for her
once..."

He kept rambling on like that, just like back in college, and he only said "it's all arranged,"
without considering what would happen if I didn't come, because he knew I would definitely go...

When I saw him again a year later, he seemed to have gained a lot of weight. That night, we arrived in Guangzhou and stayed at
the hotel where he was holding his wedding. He was so exhausted that he lay on my bed like a dog, still fully clothed.

I said with a look of disgust, "Brother, this is my bed! I'm going to sleep naked tonight!"

"Let me lie down for a bit, damn it, getting married is really a killer..." he
said weakly.

He complained to me for a while, then winked at me and said, "Do you want me to arrange
something ? There's a club downstairs from the hotel, you can take a shower and relax?"

"..." I rolled my eyes at him and said, "Does your wife want you to go?"

"Me? I'm not going, I'm too tired, I haven't had sex in a month..." he
groaned .

"When are you and Gu Xuan getting married?"

"I don't know yet. I met her parents recently, and things didn't look good. You know about my family's mess,
they're worried about this..."

"When are you going home? Talk it out face-to-face. We're family, is it really necessary?" He lit
a cigarette and started puffing smoke.

"We'll see," I waved my hand impatiently, "Why are you sleeping here tonight?"

"No way, how about we sleep side-by-side?" he said, seemingly very seriously.

"Get lost! Damn it, I'd rather sleep with a prostitute downstairs!" I cursed with a look of disgust.

"Haha..."

The jokes brought us closer to the level we had before graduation, with this kind of playful banter.

The bridesmaid was also a tall girl, about the same height as my boss's wife, Zhou Yining, but today she was
wearing almost flat black leather shoes, making her a few inches shorter than Zhou Yining.

"Su Qian," the bridesmaid said to me with a smile.

"Zhang Tian," I nodded and smiled back.

She was already dressed impeccably, her white strapless dress hanging precariously on her ample breasts—
I'd always thought that dresses without shoulders were simply worn by breasts, so I'd always assumed flat-chested
women couldn't wear such clothes.

The dress was short, the hem just above her knees, revealing two long, slender, white legs. As I scrutinized
her thin legs, I couldn't help but worry that they might break while walking.

"Damn it!" I muttered, angrily ripping off the tie I'd crumpled into a ball.
"I forgot how to tie it again!"

"Don't worry, there's still time, I'll tie it for you..." she said, covering her mouth and laughing at my exasperated expression
.

She tiptoed and draped the tie around my neck, her slender arms slipping over my shoulders and
resting on my chest. I looked at her snow-white back in the mirror, a deep groove running down her spine. A strong
scent of perfume wafted into my nostrils, making me involuntarily take a deep breath.

"Does it smell good?" she asked, looking up with a smile.

"Hmm, what's it?" My nose, though sensitive to smells, isn't very discerning.

"Violet..." she said, glancing at me with her seemingly expressive eyes.

"It's quite strong, very fragrant!" I sniffed again.

"Hmm," she said, falling silent, her small hands focused on tying my tie, her fingers occasionally brushing against my
white shirt, her fingertips lightly poking my chest, a tingling sensation that gave me goosebumps.

"Okay, look!" she said, adjusting my clothes and patting my chest.

"Very good!" I smiled, glancing at myself in the mirror. "Thank you! I really
don't know what I would have done without you!"

"Don't mention it! What do you think?" she said, smiling at the two of us in the mirror. "Oh, what are you two still doing here?" Zhou Yining, wearing a wedding dress, asked, peeking out

.

"Alright!" I glanced at the mirror again, but all I saw was a beautiful white figure in it.

"They look quite well-matched..." Zhou Yining teased with a smile as she watched the two walk side by side.

Su Qian pounced on her, tickled her a few times, whispered something in her ear, and then the two of them
burst into .

I felt very uncomfortable staying there, so I went to the next room to find the boss. He was leisurely smoking there.

"A little nervous..." he said, not as relaxed as he seemed.

"How's Su Qian? Isn't she pretty sexy?" he asked with a lewd grin, immediately forgetting his nervousness.

"I think she's alright," I said, puzzled.

"Tch, that's because you don't know her well. This is your first meeting, hehe... sigh, I
can't explain it to you in a short time. We'll talk about it another time. I need to take a piss, damn it, why do I always feel like peeing..."
he said, stubbing out his cigarette.

After the wedding, none of the four of us ate much. After changing clothes in our rooms, we went to a nearby restaurant for
a late-night .

The wedding was a lavish affair, but afterwards we were having an outdoor barbecue and drinking draft beer.

While we were clinking glasses, the boss whispered in my ear, "My wife just said…"
He glanced at Su Qian, then added, "Su Qian seems to have a thing for you…"

"What do you mean?" I asked, taking a sip of beer and pursing my lips.

"She just seems to have a thing for you. I've created an opportunity for you; whether you seize it or not is up to you. Come on, let's
drink!" he said with a lewd grin.

"You're a pimp, aren't you?! Doesn't she have a boyfriend?" I laughed and cursed.

"If she had a boyfriend, would I be telling you this? You scum, no wonder you always said you liked to sleep with married women
... damn it!" the boss cursed with a look of contempt.

"What are you guys talking about?" Zhou Yining said to the boss, dissatisfied.

"Nothing, nothing, just talking about college. I'll tell you later, darling..." the
boss said ingratiatingly.

The boss's words about Su Qian made me a little excited. My originally calm heart felt like a small stone had been dropped,
causing ripples.

On the way back, the boss instructed me, "Don't let my wife know I'm pimping for you, ugh! I
told you about Su Qian, she told me it as a joke, but she told me not to tell anyone... you have to keep it a secret for your brother
!"

I glared at him and didn't say anything. But I couldn't calm down. It felt like a wild beast was running wild inside me
, trying to break free from the shackles of reason.

After showering, I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Finally, unable to contain my restlessness, I called
Su Qian .

"Are you asleep?" I asked.

"Not yet, lying down," she replied softly.

"I can't sleep..." I said.

"What's wrong?" she seemed to be smiling, a sweet smile.

"..." I hesitated, then, emboldened by the alcohol, said, "I miss you, that's why I can't sleep!"

There was silence on the other end of the line, then she said, "Really?"

"Yeah, that's why I called you!" I said.

"Mmm..." she replied softly, then fell silent.

"I'll come to your room!" I said.

"..." She remained silent.

After what seemed like an eternity, I grew impatient and said, "If you don't say anything, it means you agree. Wait for me!"

I got dressed and, like a thief, went next door, rang the doorbell, but there was no response. I knocked, and the door opened immediately.

"Are you trying to kill me! Why are you knocking? What if someone hears us?!" she scolded, her face flushed with anger.

"Why didn't you open the door when I rang the bell?!" I looked down at her under the light, her hotel bathrobe
revealing a glimpse of her fair skin.

"Why did you come here?!" she said, covering her chest with her hands.

"What do you think?" I said, pulling her into my arms and kissing her lips. There was a faint
smell of alcohol on them.

"Mmm..." she murmured, hugging me back.

Her legs were so thin. The unbuttoned bathrobe slipped off her body, covering her calves.
There wasn't much flesh on her thighs; when her legs were together, her thighs were spread wide, and my hand easily slipped through.

"You're so thin!" I said, sucking on her tongue.

"Don't you like people who are too thin?" she asked, pushing my face away and tilting her head back.

"I love it! This is called slender, the feel is completely different..." I grabbed her little buttocks and
kneaded her sparse flesh hard.

"Carry me to the bed..." she said, gripping my penis tightly and looking at me with alluring eyes.

"Oh..." as my penis entered her body, her slender legs clamped tightly around my waist, and
she let out a comfortable moan.

"You can fuck me harder! I'm fine!" she said breathlessly.

I rolled my eyes at her, thinking this girl was too seductive. I originally wanted to be gentle with her because she was so thin,
but this girl actually thought I was being too careful.

"Damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll fuck you to death right now!" I squeezed Su Qian's breasts, which were
disproportionate , full and very elastic, much better to the touch than her buttocks.

"Come on, fuck me hard! I'm not afraid! I like men to fuck me hard!" she said,
propping herself , hugging my head and kissing my forehead frantically, "Hurry up, it's so itchy inside!"

"Are you going to sleep?" Su Qian asked, lying on top of me.

My penis, still inserted, was slowly being
pushed out of her vagina.

"No, closing my eyes means sleeping? I'm enjoying myself, okay?" I said, opening my eyes and smiling.

Her flushed cheeks were covered in fine beads of sweat, and her neck was glistening. "Tired?"
I asked.

"Yeah, it's been so long since I've been this crazy..." She lifted her buttocks, squatted on the bed, removed the condom from my penis, and
threw it in the trash.

"How long?" I asked.

"A month? I can't remember?" she said, tilting her head and thinking.

"Oh? With whom?" I asked.

"I don't know anyone, we met at a bar, and then..." she said without any hesitation.

"A one-night stand?" I was a little surprised.

"Sort of."

"And you?" I asked, touching her wet breasts.

"What do you think?" she said with a smile.

"Why worry about all that? I'm leaving tomorrow, let's hurry up and keep making love!" I said,
kneading her breasts forcefully.

"Okay, but I'm tired, this time you fuck me!"

"I mean fuck you!"

"Yeah, this time you fuck me! Don't hold back, fuck me hard! The harder you fuck, the better I feel!"

"You little vixen!"

At the airport, the boss lit a cigarette and said, "Did you have sex last night?"

"No," I replied casually.

"Bullshit! Look at those dark circles under your eyes! Damn, I'm ashamed of you, my wife just
asked me if you went downstairs to find a prostitute? Fuck..."

"Why wouldn't I find a prostitute?" I said, touching my nose.

"I wasn't sure before, but the way you wiped your nose, I knew what you wanted to do! Damn, you
actually slept with Su Qian!"

Before I could speak, he continued cursing, "Damn, this little slut, I knew I hadn't misjudged her!"

"..." I glared at him, too lazy to pay him any attention.

"How was it? Was it good? Were you screaming loud enough?" he asked with a lewd grin.

"You two see each other all the time, don't you feel embarrassed after hearing this? Get lost!" I was amused by his words.

"Does she have a mole too? Hehe..." he kicked me and asked.

"No, I searched all night, but couldn't find one..." I said, somewhat disappointed.

"Tch, I've always thought you're a pervert, mentally ill! It's just that Gu Xuan has a mole, is it really that big of a deal?"
he said

, scoffing. "Get lost, you don't understand!" I laughed and cursed.

"You are sick!" the boss stubbed out his cigarette and cursed fiercely.

"..."

I looked down at the cigarette butt on the ground, still wisps of smoke rising, and thought for a moment before saying, "Maybe you're right, I
am sick! Damn it, last night I searched every inch of Su Qian's body for a mole, I almost
turned to look, oh, and her asshole too..."

"Damn! You pervert, you beast!"

"I'm leaving! Don't miss me!" I waved to the boss.

"Get lost! Just looking at you makes me sick! Haha... have a safe trip!"

(42)

After getting off the plane, I received a text message from the boss as soon as I turned on my phone: "Don't contact Su Qian anymore, don't have
anything to do with her, she's not your type..."

I smiled bitterly, sighed, and looked up at the Shanghai sky, which was a bit gloomy.

While hesitating between walking and taking the subway, I finally texted Yan Ji, telling her I
was in Shanghai and asked if she had time.

"Who is this?" It took a long time for a reply. I was stunned when I saw it; it was my number since I
started working , just as she hadn't told me then, I hadn't told her either. Luckily,
I got her number from Teacher Zeng, otherwise I still wouldn't have been able to reach her.

"Who is it?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the line, and I felt a little excited.

"Guess!" I asked, rather boredly.

"Are you crazy?!" she said, about to hang up.

"Senior, it's me!" I quickly called out.

"Ah, Zhang Tian?!" Her voice was full of surprise.

The scene was somewhat familiar; Yan Ji and I were separated by a table with two cups of coffee on it, the coffee releasing a faint warmth in
the afternoon .

"Why are you in Shanghai? Business trip?" Her posture was elegant, and I stared at her intently. I noticed
she had gained a little weight recently; her once-pointed chin now looked fuller and rounder.

"I'm asking you!" she scolded playfully.

"I went to Guangzhou for a classmate's wedding, and came straight to find you after getting off the plane!" I said, staring into her eyes.

"You..., don't look at me like that, I'm a little flustered..." A blush crept onto her face, her eyes
lowered as she looked at the glass in her hand.

"Why didn't you tell me you were getting married?" I
asked slowly, squinting at the diamond ring on her left hand.

"..." She looked up at me and said softly, "Why would I tell you?"

"..." I opened my mouth, realizing I really couldn't answer her question. Yeah, who the
hell am I! What the hell am I? Why the hell did she tell me she was getting married?!

"Actually, I told my fellow students, but I didn't tell you..." she continued to rub salt into my wounds.

"Just because we were... is that it?"

"What do you think?" She boldly met my gaze, her eyes seemingly filled with mist, making it impossible for me to see clearly.

She took a deep breath, her breasts, fuller than before, rising high, and said calmly, "
How about you? Is your job going well after graduation?"

"Um, it's alright..." I replied absentmindedly.

"Alright? What do you mean by alright? You've always been like this, saying ambiguous things..." she
smiled, pursing her lips.

"Is he good to you?" I asked suddenly.

"He's great," she said, lowering her head and slowly stirring her coffee.

"You've gained weight," I stared at her intently. Her head was lowered, and all I could see were her long eyelashes
and the tip of her nose. Then she quickly added sheepishly, "But I look even better, it's good to be a little chubby..."

"We're planning to have a baby..." she said softly.

"..." I was a little frustrated. Why were all the news I heard today more and more upsetting than the last?

"Is he okay?!" I said, immediately regretting it. I was so surprised that I had said such a thing. Surprisingly,

she wasn't angry. Instead, she covered her mouth and chuckled, giving me a sharp glare with her beautiful eyes as she said,
"You think you're so great!"

"Of course! Don't you know?" I grinned.

She just smiled faintly, saying nothing more, only sipping her coffee.

"Where's he?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"Your husband!" I said fiercely.

"He's at home. I told him a fellow student was coming, so I came out..."

"Didn't he ask who it was? Male or female?" I asked, a little puzzled.

"He's playing games, he doesn't have time to ask that..." she said, pouting.

"Dota?"

"Yeah."

"Let me treat you to dinner tonight..." I carefully observed her reaction, finding no
intention .

"I'll ask him..." she said somewhat awkwardly.

Hearing her call someone else's husband in front of me made me feel disgusted. She hung up after only a few words,
probably engrossed in her game on the other end.

"There's still food at home, he can take care of himself tonight..." she said with a smile.

"Have a drink! Red wine is fine!"

During dinner that evening, Yan Ji refused to drink the red wine I poured for her, citing her plans to get pregnant as an excuse.

"Just a little, and red wine is alkaline, which increases the chances of having a son. Haven't you always wanted
a boy ?" I said with a smile.

"Really?" she seemed a little tempted.

I pressed my advantage and pushed the glass towards her, saying, "Why would I lie to you? You can check if you don't believe me..."

Her red lips rested on the clear glass, and the soft, veil-like light made Yan Ji's face even more alluring.
I suddenly felt a surge of desire; it seemed as if her red lips weren't enveloping the wine glass, but rather my penis .

"You're so beautiful!" I sincerely praised her. "Really?"

she asked shyly, putting down her wine glass.

"Yes!" I nodded, subtly placing my hand on the back of her hand, "Especially your lips,
so sexy, just now..."

"Hmm?" She didn't reject my touch, her slender eyebrows looking at me curiously as she asked.

"Just now, hehe, I even reacted..."

"You..." She covered her mouth and chuckled, "You haven't changed at all. Before, when you smelled my scent..."
" It's hard inside..."

"Hehe..." I chuckled shyly.

The atmosphere became alluring and romantic, as if we had returned to a time long ago. We boldly
gazed , understanding each other's thoughts with just a glance.

"It's all your fault for making me drink so much!" she said coquettishly, her hand on her forehead under the streetlight.

"Is it a lot? Let me see how much?" I grabbed her hand, revealing her smooth forehead, and
carefully kissed her.

"Let's not do this..." she said, her hand gently pushing me away, but without any strength.

"Do you want me to kiss your little mouth?" I lifted her chin and laughed.

Her face flushed red, and she closed her eyes tightly, not speaking, only her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
I knew she was nervous, and perhaps also expectant.

"Mmm..." Our lips finally touched, the soft, tender red lips I had longed for countless times, making
me unable to control my emotions.

I cupped her burning cheeks, sucking hard on her lips, tongue, and teeth, so hard I felt like
I wanted to suck her into my belly.

"Mmm...you're hurting me!" she struggled and complained.

"Did you miss me?" I asked, panting, looking down into her watery eyes.

"Yes! I miss you all the time!" she nodded vigorously.

"I miss you too!" I kissed her lips again.

"How am I going to explain this to him when I get home?" she complained, stroking her rapidly heaving breasts.

"Explain this to him when you get home?" I cupped her rosy cheeks and asked, "Explain what?"

"I smell of alcohol...and I'm planning to get pregnant!"

"Don't go home tonight, okay?" I licked her red lips.

"How can I?" she quickly shook her head, refusing.

"Won't he blame you if you go back like this? Listen to me, don't go back, okay? Stay with me!" I coaxed
.

She was gradually lost in my kisses, and finally managed to push my face away, panting, "Wait a minute,
I'll call him!"

Women are strange creatures, or more precisely, men and women are all strange creatures. Like
Yan Ji, she lied on the phone without a trace, as if the person standing next to her, touching her breasts, was truly her
female classmate; and her husband didn't doubt her words at all, giving her enough trust.

"Is he really comfortable with you outside?" I asked her with a smile.

"Why wouldn't he be comfortable? I told him it's my classmate, and a woman..." she pouted her
red lips and said angrily.

"Why are you so horny?", in the hotel, I asked Yan Ji while having sex with her.

"I missed you! That's why I'm so horny!", her two thighs were tightly wrapped around my waist, looking at my back
in the mirror .

"Aren't you tired of holding me like this? Put me down!", she asked, lifting my head buried between her breasts.

"What? Isn't this good?", I laughed.

"So good! It went in really deep, I was just worried you'd get tired. Look at you, all sweaty, and on your back..." she
said , gently running her fingers along my back, her nails scraping the skin. My back
involuntarily spasmed, like I was being electrocuted.

"I love fucking you like this too, standing up, it feels like I can go all the way in. Your little mouth down there
is just as tight as your upper one..." I said, lifting her buttocks and thrusting up and down
.

"Oh... so deep, I feel like I've reached the bottom, right up to my cervix..." she moaned, tilting her head back and opening her
red lips .

"Don't pull out, shoot inside! Shoot hard!" she cried, clinging tightly to me.

After her orgasm, she clung to me like a baboon, limp and powerless. I could only
hold her buttocks up to prevent her from falling.

"Put me down, I need to go to the bathroom..." she said, opening her eyes.

"Hmm? Need to pee?" I asked.

"No, empty the semen..." she shook her head.

"..." I smiled and stared into her eyes, saying each word carefully, "I~ won't~ allow
~! I~ want~ you~ to~ keep~ it!"

After saying that, I carried her to the bed, pressed down on her, my penis still inside her vagina.

"I'm ovulating these past two days..." she said, biting her lip.

"So what?!" I said with a lewd grin.

"Is your husband good enough? Do you want me to help him?" I said, stroking her sweaty breasts.

"Shameless!" she said, pounding my chest.

"When was the last time you two had sex?" I asked.

"Why?" she asked, looking at me warily.

"Just curious, want to know? When exactly?" I pressed.

"Last night..." she said shyly, turning her face away and whispering.

"Inside?" I asked.

"Yeah... we want a child..."

"What's wrong?" she asked, noticing my dazed expression.

"Ah... nothing, I feel it again! Let's continue!" I lowered my head and kissed her lips, my penis, still
inside her vagina, becoming erect again, and thrusting in hard.

"Oh..." she groaned softly, her red lips parted, "Gently..."

I tirelessly thrust in and out of her vagina, thinking that Yan Ji beneath me had just been fucked last night, and perhaps her husband's semen was still lingering deep inside her
vagina . The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and my penis grew even harder and thicker.

"Ah... you're fucking me so good! Good junior brother, fuck me harder! Fuck me with your big cock!
Don't like to shoot inside me? Senior sister will let you shoot inside, please fuck me hard!" she
cried out like a wanton harlot.

"Will I get pregnant?" Yan Ji asked, lying in my arms before going to sleep.

"Hmm?" I looked down at her eyes, which were drooping with sleep, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Weren't you trying to get pregnant?" she asked

. She pinched the flesh on my arm with her eyes closed and said coquettishly, "If I have a child, it will be my husband's child,
not yours!"

"Tch," I scoffed. "It's all the same, he doesn't know anyway... Go to sleep, you
can't even keep your eyes open ..."

The next day, I had to rush back to the company, so I got up very early. When I left, Yan Ji was still curled up in bed. I asked Yan Ji,
"If you're worried... should I go buy you birth control pills?"

She bit her lip and looked at me, which made me a little uneasy, but in the end she smiled and said, "No need, it's
fine as it is. You're right, they're all my children anyway..."

"Damn!" I cursed inwardly.

Isn't that right? Whether it's my child or her husband's child, in the end, they're all her children...

I paid the room fee, and on the way to the train station, thinking about Yan Ji's words, I suddenly felt a chill and
a sense of fear—it seems I can't trust women too much in the future. Women are truly terrifying creatures!

Perhaps without realizing it, you're raising another man's child, but the mother of that child is your
wife—that must be a man's greatest tragedy!

(Forty-three)

After making love with Yan Ji that night, I always felt that a man's greatest tragedy is being called "Dad" by another man's child
without even realizing it. It wasn't

until a few days later, after Guo Ying called me, that I realized there were many more tragedies for men, such as…
…

At the long-distance bus station, I saw my haggard cousin, her eyes red-rimmed. I ran over and hugged her , my heart aching. Anger, resentment, disappointment, and deep self-reproach all vanished when I looked down into her lifeless eyes . When I took the surgery form again to confirm and sign, I understood that men's tragedies are varied, such as accompanying a girl to an abortion for the second time… After the two cursive characters "Zhang Tian" appeared on the paper, I cursed under my breath: "Damn it!" Guo Ying gripped my arm tightly, her fingers pinching me a little painfully. I brushed her bangs behind her ear and forced a smile, comforting her: "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you outside!" After saying that, I cursed under my breath again: "Damn it!" I expertly cleaned my bed, changed the sheets, pillows, and duvet cover. Guo Ying lay on the bed, covered by the blanket, without saying a word. I didn't dare turn on the air conditioner, so the room was a bit hot. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, feeling like crying. "Guo Ying, what do you want to eat?" I asked cautiously. "Brother, I have no appetite, I don't want to eat anything!" she mumbled back. "Okay, tell me when you're hungry, I'll make you something... Just stay here and don't overthink things, you'll recover before school starts, it won't delay you..." "Okay, I know. Brother, you don't need to take leave to stay home with me, you go back to work tomorrow, I can manage on my own..." She lifted the blanket, revealing her pale face, her red and swollen eyes looking at me with teary eyes. "Then you lie down, I'll go buy something to eat..." I turned and left, and as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I kicked the wall, cursing, "Damn it! If I ever see you, I'll kill you!" I didn't know how Guo Ying got pregnant, I only knew that when she called me, she cried and told me she was pregnant and wanted to have an abortion with me... After hanging up, I felt the impermanence of life. I still vividly remember the angry look on Guo Ying's face when she found out I had gotten Gu Xuan pregnant; her eyes were filled with contempt. I always thought she would learn from this, but who would have thought it would happen to her too? I was worried she'd become depressed alone at home, and might even try to take her own life, so I took a week off to stay home and take care of her. August was hot; even without air conditioning, I, a grown man, was drenched in sweat, let alone her lying in bed. "Brother, I want to take a shower…" Guo Ying called out to me as I was about to go to bed in the living room that night. "Don't get wet!" I firmly refused. "But… but I haven't showered for days, I feel so uncomfortable!" she pouted, pleading. I understood her pain, so I felt conflicted. After thinking for a moment, I said, "Then I'll get you a basin of warm water and wipe you down with a towel…" "Okay…" she muttered, dissatisfied. "Brother…" I was lying on the living room sofa when she called me over again. "I... I can't reach my back, can you help me wipe it..." she mumbled, lying face down on the bed with her head buried in the pillow . I lifted her pajamas and carefully wiped her back. My fingers inadvertently touched her soft skin, sending ripples through my heart. Although I tried to control my gaze, I still caught a glimpse of her flattened breasts, a rounded curve peeking out from her side. My mouth went dry, and I bit my tongue hard, telling myself not to look around—she's your cousin! "Is that enough?" I was already sweating profusely from nervousness after just a short while. "And the back of your shoulders!" she scolded, her face emerging from the pillow. I refilled the basin with warm water and washed the towel. When I returned, she had already taken off her pajamas, lying face down on the bed, naked from the waist down, covered by the blanket. "You really have the nerve!" I said with a wry smile. "What's wrong with that? You're my brother, and I'm your cousin!" She finally smiled, a smile she hadn't shown in days, though her face was still pale and her lips were bloodless. "I don't mind, so why do you? You hypocrite ! " "..." I rolled my eyes at her, about to wipe her shoulders, when I noticed a mole on her left scapula—no, it didn't look like a mole, more like a birthmark, a black birthmark, about the size of a soybean. I gently pressed my fingers on the birthmark, and her shoulder tensed instantly. She scolded, "Brother, it tickles ! That's a birthmark, don't touch it!" "I didn't touch it, I just pressed it!" I quickly removed my hand, feeling embarrassed. "Does it feel good?" I asked Guo Ying. She had changed into new pajamas and was lying back in bed, a sweet smile peeking out from under the covers. "Mmm, much more relaxing! It would be even better if I could take a shower! Brother… talk to me for a while, I can't sleep." I told her several jokes, making her laugh heartily, but I had something I wanted to ask her, and felt this was the right time. "Does he know?" I asked Guo Ying. "Yes…" Her smile quickly faded, replaced by a sorrowful expression. "Hmm?" I raised an eyebrow. "He said he doesn't have time, he also said…" She bit her lip, trying hard to hold back her tears, but they were already welling up.

Her eyes welled up with tears.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"He also said how he knew it was him... Waaah, brother, I'm so heartbroken! I'm really hurt!"
She finally broke down in tears.

I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into my arms, patting her back. "You're seeing someone else?"

"No! How could I be that kind of person! Brother, don't you know me?!" She looked at me with grief and indignation,
as if she couldn't believe those words were coming from my mouth.

"Of course I believe you!" I wiped her tears and said, "But it's better to find out the truth..."

"Huh?" She looked at me, confused.

"So that when I find out the truth, I can beat him up without holding back..."

"Brother..." she pouted and said, "I don't want to see him again, and you shouldn't either..."

"When did this happen?"

"What happened?" she looked at me pitifully.

"Pregnant!" I glared at her and said.

"In June, before he graduated and left school... we... we went to a hotel..." she pouted and
whispered.

"Damn it!" I muttered, "He's already graduated and you still won't leave?! How can you be so spineless?
Why didn't you make him wear it..." I scolded her with exasperation.

"Brother...!" she said, clinging to my arm, "Actually, actually I really wanted to... but
I wasn't prepared at the time." After saying that, her face flushed red.

"You!" I wanted to slap her, but seeing her tear-streaked face, my hand stopped in mid-air, and
I could only lightly flick her head, scolding her angrily, "You deserve it! I can't be bothered with you!"

"Brother... if you don't care about me, who will?" she continued to whine.

...

I could only take a week off at most, and even during that week, the phone kept ringing, urging me to return to the company.
Fortunately, Guo Ying was recovering well, and there was TV and internet at home, so she wouldn't be lonely by herself.

After school started, I took her to school. Before I left, she said to me, "Brother, whatever you do, don't
tell my parents about this, or I'm dead!"

I rolled my eyes at her and said, "Don't worry! But you have to remember this. If it happens again, I really
won't care about you anymore! Also, if that person bothers you again, tell me, and I'll kill him!"

"I know! Brother, you're the best to me!" She smiled happily and hugged me tightly.

"I'll come see you again in October. Don't drink or touch cold water during this time. Use the washing machine for
laundry . Make sure you're covered up well at night and don't catch a cold..."

Before I could finish, Guo Ying covered my mouth. Her eyes were red as she said, "Brother, you're so nagging. You've
told me so many times... Brother, you're so good to me!"

"Don't cry. It'll be bad if your classmates see you!"

"So what if they see me? You're my brother! Brother, are you really coming to see me in October?" she said coquettishly.

"Yes, I'll definitely come see you!" I nodded in agreement.

(44)

So much had happened that I was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and rarely had time to think about women.

When I saw the He family again at the swimming pool, it was after the Mid-Autumn Festival, a crisp autumn day.

"Your girlfriend left?" she asked with a charming smile as we leaned against the pool wall.

"She left a long time ago, in mid-June..." I said.

"Then..." she said, sounding a little aggrieved.

"I've been dealing with a lot of things lately, it's driving me crazy, I can't even talk about it, it's all tears..." I
was too lazy to explain and just gave a perfunctory answer.

I looked at her wet body and asked with a smile, "Have you found a boyfriend?"

"Sigh, no!" she pouted, looking very sad.

"Huh? Really?" I asked, not believing her.

"Really, why would I lie to you!" she said, rolling her eyes at me. " Want to

go to your place tonight? I haven't had sex in ages!"

She stared down at my crotch, covering her mouth as she said, "I can see that, even soaking in water, it's still this big,
hehe ..." "How about here?" I asked with a lewd grin. "Go to hell!" She splashed a spray of water on my face, cursing, "You pervert! You scoundrel!" "Am I a pervert or a scoundrel?!" On the He family's bed, I asked as I fucked her hard. "I am a pervert and a scoundrel! Ah... so good! You're fucking me to death! Oh oh..." She was enjoying my fucking , but still stubbornly insisted. "Damn, you're so fucking slutty!" "Yeah, I'm a slut! Fuck me hard, you're fucking me so good!" "Have other men fucked you before?" I slowed my pace, licking her nipples as I asked. "I won't tell you! Hehe..." she giggled. "You won't tell me? That means you've been fucked! Damn it, you actually kept it from me!" I angrily all the way in. "Ah! You're killing me! Hurry up, it's even itchier inside!" I stopped, staring into her eyes and asking, "Tell the truth, did you or didn't you?" "Don't stop, fuck me!" she pleaded, panting. "If you don't tell me, I won't fuck you!" "No, really no, but someone was pursuing me, wanted to sleep with me, but I didn't let him succeed... Fuck me, I'll tell you after I'm done, please, it's so itchy down there!" "Damn, someone really is after you! Damn it, you little slut, are you seducing people everywhere?" I cursed as I thrust my penis in and out vigorously, and soon her vagina was filled with a "plop plop" sound. "I'm a little slut, please, fuck me hard with your big cock! Oh... fuck me harder!" ... "What? Car sex?" I looked away from He Jia's nipples and asked, surprised, looking at her face. "Yeah, he wanted to have sex with me in the car, so I ran out and hailed a taxi home..." "You two are so romantic, stopping in the car for a romantic evening!" I couldn't help but laugh. "You're still laughing! I almost got raped, you know?" He Jia forcefully tugged at her semen-covered penis and scolded. "Tch, come on, you'd love to be raped!" I lifted her chin and teased. "Go to hell! You'd love to be raped!" she said angrily, "Look at how ugly he is, with his yellow teeth and smell of smoke... disgusting!"

"Don't I smell of smoke in my mouth?" I said with a laugh.

"You're different..." she rolled her eyes at me.

"Huh?"

"Hehe, you're at least somewhat human, hehe... your little dick is pretty good too, haha..."
she said, laughing loudly.

"Damn! I'm not fucking you anymore!" I said.

"No way, I want it now, I want you to fuck me!" she said.

"Then lick my dick hard first!" I commanded.

My penis quickly became erect again in her mouth, and she licked away all the semen left from our last time we made love.

"Fuck me!" she said, looking at me with her watery, slender eyes, her tongue gently licking her lips, seductively.

"Slut!" I cursed and entered her body.

"Fuck me hard!"

...

I was still worried about Guo Ying's condition. Although she comforted me on the phone every day, telling me not to worry,
I still couldn't rest easy until I saw her in person.

On National Day, I arrived in NJ in the afternoon, thinking of bringing Guo Ying a gift. On the subway,
I heard that Zhujiang Road station had arrived, so I got off.

I hadn't been to Zhujiang Road in a long time. The shop where I used to work was still there, but the owner had changed. I
made a phone call and quickly found the previous owner.

"Why did you transfer the shop?" I asked, looking at his small rented shop, only two or three square meters.

"Business is bad, I don't make much money in a year, so I'm sharing this place with someone to sell mobile phones," he said, lighting
the cigarette I offered and exhaling smoke.

I knew he had started selling mobile phones on the side two or three years ago; I had even brought him a few
grey market , and I had made over ten thousand yuan from it.

After chatting for a while, I said goodbye. Before leaving, I spent two-thirds of my monthly salary on a
white iPhone 4 as a gift for Guo Ying.

I planned to surprise her at her dormitory without telling her. As I approached her dormitory building,
I saw a couple arguing and struggling downstairs, and the girl's back looked a lot like Guo Ying.

When I realized the girl being grabbed by the arm was Guo Ying, my blood boiled, especially
after hearing Guo Ying's heartbroken cries. I couldn't hold back any longer.

I rushed over and threw whatever I was holding at the man's face. He covered his face and squatted on the ground. I
kicked him to the ground, straddled him, and started beating him mercilessly, yelling, "Fuck your mother
, you dare bully my sister!"

"Guo Ying, is that the guy?" I asked viciously.

Guo Ying seemed startled and nodded blankly.

Then I turned around and beat her again until they were pulled apart.

In the school's security office, I was questioned by two security guards. Since neither the man nor I were
students, they were going to hand me over to the police station. Only then did Guo Ying panic, crying and begging the two security guards.

The whole story is actually quite clear. I guess the two security guards felt sorry for Guo Ying because of her crying, so they let us
settle it privately . And the man at least had some self-respect; he didn't take a penny and slunk away.

"Does it hurt?" Guo Ying asked, touching the wound on the back of my hand.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a couple of days," I said, wiping away her tears and comforting her, "Don't cry, your eyes
are all swollen..."

"Hey, look, did I break it?" I handed her my phone. The box had
been stepped on during the fight, a piece was broken, and there were clear shoe prints on it.

"For me?" she asked, opening it and glancing at it. Seeing that it was okay, she replied,

"Yeah, I've never given you a gift before..." I said with a smile, "I still remember that year you gave me all your
allowance ... Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, don't cry!"

"Have you started looking for a job yet?" I asked Guo Ying during dinner.

"Hmm, I sent out a few resumes the other day, but I guess there's not much hope. There should be a lot of job postings coming up."

"The job market is much better this year than when I graduated. Don't worry, take your time. Where do you want to go?"

"Design institutes or something, but real estate companies are fine too," she said, blinking.

"Hmm, that's good, at least it'll be better than my current job!"

"You're just trying to comfort me..." she pouted, "I'm worried too." "

What's there to worry about? Your grades are so good, you're good enough for a master's program. Look at me, my GPA is 3.5,
in the lower middle of the class, but I still found a job, even if it's not great, hehe..."

"Okay!" she finally said with a smile, then pouted and said sweetly, "If I
can't find a job, you have to support me!"

"No, you should just find a man to marry, I can't afford to support you!" I quickly waved my hand.

"Hmph! You're looking down on me!" she said, disgruntled.

"It's not that I'm disgusted, it's just that I'm not going to support you. What kind of business would it be if I supported you? Okay, stop with this
nonsense . We'll talk about it when you can't find a job, okay..."

"Brother, I don't want to go back..." she said, clinging to my arm at the school gate.

I rolled my eyes at her and said, "What now?"

"I just don't want to go back!" she said, shaking my arm and acting coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, stop shaking me. I'll get you another room, alright?" I said, pinching her nose
and laughing .

"No need to spend any more money, I'll stay with you!" she said with a smile.

"No way! There's only one bed. If you go, where am I supposed to sleep!" I said, startled.

"You can sleep with me in your arms, we've done it before!" she said reproachfully.

I felt a little awkward, looking at her, who was no longer a little girl. Her delicate and beautiful face, coupled with her
still red and swollen eyes, was very endearing.

I lay on the bed fully clothed, feeling very uncomfortable. Although I asked the waiter for another blanket to cover myself,
the thought of my cousin lying next to me made me afraid to close my eyes. In the end, I could only lie on the floor wrapped in the blanket,
thinking that if it were before, I would just let my cousin sleep there; I could always marry her. But now…
Lost to sleep

. The next day, on the way back to school with Guo Ying, she pouted and didn't say a word to me.

I knew she was probably upset that I had gotten out of bed and slept on the floor last night, probably thinking I was disgusted by her?

How could I possibly be disgusted by her?!

But these were just my guesses, and I didn't want to ask her, so I didn't explain.

"I'm going in?" Standing at the dormitory entrance, she finally looked at me properly, still pouting.

"Yeah, go on up, I'll be back this afternoon..." I waved.

Watching her figure disappear around the corner, I suddenly remembered the birthmark on her back, so
conspicuous .

...

(Forty-five)

"I'm pregnant..." I stared at the text message from Yan Ji, speechless for a long time.

With trembling fingers, I typed on the screen, then deleted, then typed again, then deleted...

Finally, I replied, "Whose?"

Soon, she said, "Mine!"

Damn, I cursed under my breath. I replied again, "Whose is it?"

"I don't know! But it's definitely mine! Hehe..."

Damn! I cursed at the screen, and my colleagues all turned to look at me. I waved my hand and said,
it's okay .

"How many months?" I asked her.

"More than three months, almost four months, it's stable, that's why I told you..." she replied.

"I'll come see you this weekend!" I said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, wait for me!"

...

Yan Ji sat across from me, looking happy, with two cups of coffee between us.

"Are you feeling unwell?" I asked with concern.

"I'm okay, I was throwing up badly at first, but I'm much better now. You actually came, I thought you were just trying to comfort me!"
she smiled, pursing her lips.

"Can you tell me whose it is?" I asked nervously, looking at her.

"Mine! Didn't I tell you?" she smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Whose is it? Mine? His?" I grabbed her hand suddenly and asked.

"Ouch, you're hurting me!" she scolded, "I really don't know!"

"Judging from the timeline, it's from the days you came..." she rolled her eyes at me.

"So it's mine?" I asked, suddenly a little excited.

"Didn't I tell you, he also..." she said softly, lowering her head.

"Can I touch it?" I asked.

Yan Ji glanced around the coffee shop before standing up and walking over to me. I was a little flustered, my outstretched
hand hovering in mid-air, hesitant to place it on her stomach.

"It's okay, feel it!" she said, gently placing my hand on her lower abdomen. "Can you feel it?"

My hand gently and carefully caressed her slightly swollen belly, feeling
the little life growing inside. I wanted to ask the little life, "Who the hell made you?"

Yan Ji stood before me, her breasts, much fuller after pregnancy, right in front of me. I swallowed hard and
said, "Your breasts have gotten quite a bit bigger..." " You're

so annoying! You pervert!" she scolded, tapping my head.

After she sat down again, I asked her, "Have you been having sex lately?"

"No, I wouldn't dare!" she said, rolling her eyes at me.

"Do you want to?" I asked, taking her hand and gently stroking it.

"What do you think?" her face flushed slightly, her voice trembling.

"Then what are you going to do?" I asked with a smile. "Will you use your hands, or will he use his mouth?"

"How disgusting!" she scolded, then chuckled mischievously. "If you don't mind, you can use your mouth on me?"

"Huh?" I exclaimed in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes, if you don't mind, I'll let you use your mouth..." she said, covering her mouth and giggling.

"Is it dirty?" I asked.

She nodded. "Even I find it disgusting, do you still want it?

" I quickly shook my head. "Never mind

..." "Hmph!" she glared at me. "You actually find me disgusting!"

"Hey!" I was amused by her antics and retorted, "Then what do you think I should do?"

"Giggle..." she giggled, covering her mouth. "Just kidding!" Then she
rolled her eyes and scolded, "It seems you've never used your mouth on me before..."

I paused for a moment, then realized it was true. When I made love with Yan Ji before, she was the only one who gave me oral sex,
while I had never given her any.

"That seems so! How about I make it up to you after you give birth?"

"Pfft, no way! Who will even recognize you then… hehe…"

"Let's eat together," I asked, glancing at the time; it was almost lunchtime.

She hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and looked at me, saying, "No, my mother-in-law cooks at home and won't let me
eat out."

Then she pointed to the already cold cup of coffee: "See, I don't even drink coffee anymore…"

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll take you home…"

"No need, no need, I'll take a taxi home myself…" She looked at me deeply again, took my hand,
and said softly, "Don't overthink it, I'm just afraid of being seen, okay?"

"I understand," I looked down into her eyes, still so beautiful, and couldn't help but lower my head to kiss them
, my tongue gently licking her eyelashes.

"Hmm..." she sighed softly, "Kiss me again."

I walked alone along the Huangpu River, feeling a little restless. The image of her slightly swollen
lips from my kisses kept replaying in my mind's mind, along with her coquettish complaint: "You hurt me! How am I going to explain this when I get home?"

I smiled silently, imagining Yan Ji returning home with her swollen lips, and my mood instantly
improved.

While walking, I randomly scrolled through my phone, suddenly noticing a number in my contacts: Shanghai **
University , Japanese. I remembered the girl from summer vacation.

"Who are you looking for?" a soft, sweet voice came from the phone.

"Jianan, it's Zhang Tian..." I suspected she had deleted my number.

"Ah, it's you! Sorry, I answered without even looking!"

"Okay, I'll believe you this time!" I smiled and said, "Are you free? I'm in Shanghai, let
's have dinner..."

"Ah..." she exclaimed softly, seemingly surprised, "Really? I was just about to
go out to eat with my classmates..."

"I'm not familiar with Shanghai either. You haven't eaten yet, have you? We can go together..."

"Oh, okay, okay. Where are you? Where should we meet?"

"I'll pick you up from your school. I'll call you when we're almost there!"

"

Are you in Shanghai on a business trip?" she asked as we looked for a place to eat near the school.

"No, I'm visiting a friend. She's pregnant..."

"Oh? Your ex-girlfriend, right..." she asked, her clear, almond-shaped eyes scanning me.

"Sort of...we were together," I replied, deciding against being too explicit, as
it was difficult to explain in a short time.

"So...are you feeling sad?"

"You know about these things?" I looked at her delicate face, a typical southern girl's face, and smiled
, "But you're right, I am quite sad."

"It's only natural, of course I understand, although I've never been in a relationship," she said.

"Oh? Never been in a relationship? Why? You're so pretty and cute, doesn't anyone pursue you?"

"Yes, some do, but my parents say I'm too young and won't let me date..." she said, pouting,
clearly .

"How old are you? Aren't you already a sophomore?"

"I'm 18 this year. I started school early, I'm the youngest in my class," she explained.

"Only 18?! A 90s kid, born in '92! So young..." I exclaimed,
my voice barely audible to myself.

I asked her what she wanted to eat.

She answered as I always do: "Anything.

" "It's so spicy!" Song Jianan stuck out her pink tongue, fanning herself with her small hands.

I poured her a glass of water and said, "It's all my fault. I should have asked you earlier. If I'd known you couldn't handle spicy food,
we would have found another place."

"It's okay, it's just a little spicy, but it's delicious."

"It seems people in Shanghai can't handle spicy food, they prefer sweet things? What about you?"

"I'm fine, I'll eat anything that tastes good, hehe..." she giggled, covering her mouth.

I checked the time; it was still early, so I asked her, "Shall we go for a walk or have some tea? Are you in a hurry to go back?"

"Sure, a walk will help digest, otherwise I'll gain weight," she nodded.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"To your school?" I countered.

"Hmm...where do you live?" she asked again.

I shrugged and said, "I haven't decided yet, I'll find somewhere later!"

"Maybe you'll find a place to stay along the way!" she laughed.

"Oh? Are there any hotels around here?" I said, looking around.

"Not yet, there are many ahead."

"Oh? You seem to know a lot about hotels, do you often go to them?" I glanced at her slightly childish face and
deliberately probed.

"No way!" she retorted, blushing, "I heard it from my roommates, they've been there...
don't wrong me!"

"Why are you blushing? So what if you went? I used to go all the time when I was in school, hehe..."

"With your girlfriend?" she asked curiously.

"Of course, who else could it be but my girlfriend?" I rolled my eyes at her.

"Oh. The one you went to see today?"

I found the girl was still quite naive and easy to fool, so I said, "Yes, but we broke up,
so I haven't gone since..."

"Why are you asking so many questions? Are you planning to go to a hotel with your boyfriend later?" I asked with a smile.

"Pah! I'm not going!"

The girl was a bit shy, so I stopped teasing her. We walked a short distance and saw a
hotel . I pointed and said, "Want to go in and take a look?"

"Are you staying here tonight?"

"I'll stay here. Are you in a hurry to go back? Want to come up for a bit?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Sit up?" she asked innocently.

"Yeah, just doing something casually..." I smiled, emphasizing "doing something," but she
didn't understand.

"No, it'll be misunderstood..." she shook her head vigorously.

That's when I realized that the girl wasn't so easily fooled. What I thought would be a sure thing turned out
to be rejected like this.

I left Shanghai the next day with a little regret, but the thought of Yan Ji, who was heavily pregnant,
made the small regret caused by Song Jianan disappear.

I kept thinking, whose child was she carrying?

It was a real headache. Even after getting off the bus, I still had no clue. So I lit a cigarette,
took a deep drag, and cursed, "What a fucking mess! What a fucking idiot!"

I couldn't help but call Yan Ji to tell her I was back. She said casually on the phone, "
I know, everything went well." I asked if it was inconvenient, if someone was with her. She gave a soft "hmm" and said her
mother-in-law was home.

I said, "I'll come see you again in a while. Take care of yourself."

She said "okay" and hung up quickly.

I suddenly felt like a thief, and then realized that I really was a thief.

This sneaky feeling was quite exciting, I thought.

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