【Original Sin】(16) Author: Jiang Xiaomei

Author: Jiang Xiaomei
Word count: 4180

(16)

Zhou Hui and the troupe's performance in Southeast Asia was an unprecedented success, and they received overwhelming praise from the media.
When they returned with honors, they were warmly received by leaders at all levels. The celebrations, commendations, and banquets were enough to immerse the entire
troupe in a festive atmosphere. The troupe distributed bonuses and arranged vacations for them.

The leader in charge of the team was promoted, and he realized his long-cherished wish. Two of Zhou Hui's students also became a couple. The two
young men and women who were gradually emerging had a secret affair during this trip. The woman was already pregnant and they
held . The young man got the actress who played the maid to bed. He shamelessly told Zhou Hui, "She
seduced him!"

Zhou Hui experienced a man other than her husband. Zhou Jun filled her with passion. She mobilized all her wisdom and
devoted herself to him. She poured all her love, passion, and hope into this man. Zhou Hui
involuntarily entered another world of lust, a more captivating and passionate world. She didn't even
have time to choose; by the time she came to her senses, the world had already swallowed her up.

Zhou Hui felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and pleasure. Unlike before, the fluids of her body were
overflowing with , and she was constantly on the verge of sexual urges. But apart from being with Zhou Jun, everything else became
meaningless. The allure and pleasure of sex made her forget everything, making her beam with joy. She was surprised to find that she
had become a real woman; her body often trembled with excitement.

The light, thick with a sweet fragrance, seeped into the bed, but Zhou Hui didn't want to get up. She lay lazily under the covers,
stretching her body comfortably. Her phone rang. It was Shao Fen: "Zhou Hui, open the door!"

Shao Fen's voice was urgent and stern, almost like an accusation. Zhou Hui sat up in bed.
The room was still dim, with only a sliver of light filtering in from the window, indicating that it was almost noon.

"Why are you here at this hour?"

Zhou Hui opened the door sleepily, and Shao Fen pushed her in. "It's the middle of the day, and you're still not up. You're quite
leisurely."

She looked around. Zhou Hui's room had a magnificent bed with a dragon and phoenix bedspread, and a dark, gloomy
bookshelf, all exuding a slightly musty, cold fragrance. There were also brightly colored clothes hanging there, and strangely shaped perfume
bottles and lotions. The gloomy and quiet atmosphere seemed out of place with the person in front of her.

Zhou Hui walked to the window and pulled back the curtains. Her nightgown was thin and transparent, and in the strong light outside,
the outline of her bare thighs could be seen. She was probably not wearing anything underneath. There was a strange charm about her.
Her long, cascading hair covered her eyes, and her almost bare shoulders trembled slightly.
The lines of were clearly defined.

Shao Fen's heart skipped a beat. She experienced the feeling she had when she first saw Zhou Hui as a girl, but after so
many years, the feeling was more natural and more provocative. Zhou Hui's body was supple and curvaceous, with prominent, full
breasts and hips, and long, slender legs.

"What brings you here to see me?"

Zhou Hui asked softly, but Shao Fen sensed a pang of guilt for having been treated this way.

Shao Fen, having wandered around the house for a while, returned to the living room and collapsed onto the sofa, seemingly exhausted. "Zhou Hui,
I'm thirsty, make some tea."

Zhou Hui noticed that Shao Fen's every move today possessed both the charm of a mature woman and the vitality of a young girl, and she seemed to be in a very good
mood . She wore a dark gray, oversized t-shirt, revealing a significant portion of her chest.

The t-shirt was dotted with white, and Zhou Hui felt that a white silk scarf should be tied around her fair neck
, both to echo the white of the t-shirt and to somewhat
conceal , preventing them from being so blatantly and confidently displayed.

"You had a very successful performance this time, didn't you? You look so radiant,"

Shao Fen said, sitting up. She felt a little hypocritical, asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"No, how can I compare to you? One of your deals is enough to make me work myself to death performing countless shows," Zhou Hui
said, brewing her tea. Her slender fingers twirled the tea in the white cup as she leisurely said, "You
two secretly bought that villa by the lake; how many people envy you!"

"I didn't mean to hide it, it's just that with your brother's current position, we can't be too ostentatious,"

Zhou Hui suddenly said, making Shao Fen a little uneasy. She glanced at her calm face, which seemed to have no other
meaning .

"How have things been between you and Dongping lately? Are you alright?"

"Calm as still water," Zhou Hui said, but couldn't hide the joy in her eyes. "Calmness is the most terrifying thing,"
Shao Fen said with a resentful tone, as if she were talking about themselves. Seeing Zhou Hui sit on the sofa with her knees drawn up to her chest, she
continued, "Zhou Hui, there's something I should tell you. If Zhou Jun has another woman outside, I'll definitely find out
. He's not as discreet as your Dongping."

"You want to tell me something?"

Zhou Hui felt struck again, but the blow was something she desperately wanted to hide.

Shao Fen scoffed, "I never stop him in this regard. He's easygoing. There's only one condition: if he finds
another woman, he has to let me know. I need to know."

"What if you find out?"

Zhou Hui pressed. Her face flushed, a deep red.

"Nothing much. You think there's only one man in the world named Zhou Jun?"

"Really? You really scared me to death."

Zhou Hui clutched her chest, her face still red. Shao Fen suddenly fell silent, her eyes narrowing
as she stared at Zhou Hui. Zhou Hui met her gaze, then smiled, as if she'd seen through a child's prank.

"Being with you, happiness is worthless."

Zhou Hui realized she was lying, but she wasn't as sensitive as before.

"Then what's the point of living? Isn't it just for fun?!" Shaofen said, raising her hand casually. "Come on,
any place is fine, it's on me today."

"You said it yourself, don't hesitate to swipe your card."

Zhou Hui said, standing up. She even went into the bedroom and lifted the hem of her robe. Shaofen saw that she was indeed wearing no underwear, only
a plump bottom.

She leaned against the bedroom door frame, watching Zhou Hui lightly take off her robe, completely naked.
Her fair skin was bathed in the sunlight streaming in from the window, as if it were plated with a charming gold. Her
breasts were smaller than her full breasts, but high enough. Her calves were slender, her buttocks were plump and alluring, and
the juncture of her thighs was covered with a layer of soft, curly hair.

Zhou Hui put on black briefs, the narrow crotch just covering her private parts. She looked up, and their
eyes met. Shao Fen's empty eyes were deep and attractive, seemingly holding endless mysteries. Zhou Hui
smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her again, a scent like orchids and musk that was intoxicating.

They weren't in the same class in high school, but she knew that the pretty girl in the next class with two braids
was named Li Shao Fen, and she also knew that this girl was named Zhou Hui. She had a long neck, a small head, and striking
features that made her unforgettable. They had never spoken, but when they met by chance, they would look at each other for a moment.

At that year's sports meet, they both participated in the 400-meter race. Before the race even started, Shao Fen saw her
wearing blue athletic shorts and white running shoes. On the track, she stretched her arms and legs, then jumped back,
her heels hitting her buttocks. Her legs seemed exceptionally long compared to the other students.

At that moment, a puff of smoke rose from the starting gun, and the women's 400-meter race began. Zhou Hui had already left them far behind from the start
, her long legs giving her a significant advantage. With her taut little bottom sticking out, she surged ahead
, and after the last bend, Zhou Hui accelerated, her long legs carrying her forward.

Just then, she caught up, running alongside her. Zhou Hui turned her head, unable to see her expression,
but she smelled a fragrant scent emanating from her, or perhaps from her clothes, filling her
chest and making her feel ecstatic. At the time, she mistook it for the
smell .

Many years later, Zhou Hui realized that the scent she had smelled on her back then
was the true scent of a woman in love—a mixture of body odor, fragrance, and
a subtle, musky aroma emanating from somewhere on her body. Almost every woman possesses this unique scent, a scent produced by her own hormones.

Zhou Hui was overwhelmed by the sensual aroma emanating from Shao Fen; it
deeply aroused her.

Zhou Hui was ultimately surpassed by Shao Fen, who won the championship in this event with excellent results.
A round of applause erupted from the stands, and even Zhou Hui's classmates couldn't help but cheer.

She secretly glanced back at Zhou Hui and found her still standing there like a pillar, lost in thought. She walked over
and took her hand: "You ran well too," and hugged her.

They simultaneously smelled the other's fragrant yet pungent sweat and body odor. Her smell was strong, and Shao Fen's was
no less. It was this invisible yet deeply ingrained scent that made them feel a sense of kinship
.

They looked at each other, sniffed, and she said curiously, "Hey, you smell like watermelon."

Zhou Hui turned her head, lowered her face, raised her arm, and sniffed under her armpit, laughing, "I'm sweet sweat; mosquitoes love to eat me in the summer
." Indeed, her fair skin was covered with small brown mosquito bites.

She raised her arm and sniffed her armpit, replying, "I have sour sweat, mosquitoes won't eat me." Sure enough, her skin was so smooth
it didn't have a single blemish, just a glistening white. The two laughed, panting.

"Come to our class," Shaofen said. After they finished laughing, they held hands and headed towards the podium.

Zhou Hui had chosen a thin dress that barely reached her knees, held up by only two thin straps. She
stood motionless, her weight on one leg, half her buttocks provocatively protruding forward, her hair loosely draped over her shoulders,
her eyes half-closed. "How is it?" she asked.

Shaofen saw that her upper body was almost naked, only the thin straps covering a small part of her fair, smooth skin.
Her breasts stood high beneath the tight dress, her nipples clearly visible.

"Flesh bomb!" She stared longingly at her body, then suddenly changed to an incredibly seductive tone, saying,
"Zhou Hui, I really hate that I'm not a man..." As she said this, she reached out and touched Zhou Hui's breast.

"Get your dog paws off me, you bad guy!" Zhou Hui slapped her hand away, "Oh! My dear young lady!"
She jumped up, screaming exaggeratedly, then moved behind her, wrapped her arms around her neck, tilted her head, and
kissed her cheek.

Zhou Hui smelled a scent from her mouth, a mixture of fishy and moss-like aromas.

This scent reminded her of a water buffalo's wet mouth. She didn't dislike the scent, but
her intimacy made her feel very embarrassed. Zhou Hui pried her hand away and whispered, "Let go of me, you rascal..."

After they had finished their playful antics, as they were leaving, Shao Fen said, "I'll treat you to a pot, a plate, and a bowl."

"So stingy, this is just feeding me until I'm full," Zhou Hui said with a laugh, thinking she was joking.

The two drove to a secluded restaurant. Although located in a remote, narrow alleyway, it was
surprisingly lively . They found a window seat. Shaofen was no joke; one dish was bird's nest soup, another abalone,
and a third shark fin soup—a hefty price tag for the two of them.

Soon, a woman in a high-slit cheongsam brought over a steaming bowl,
respectfully saying, "Miss, your coconut shark fin soup."

Zhou Hui, seeing Shaofen giggling to her phone, looking radiant, said, "Are you having some good luck with men? Why are you all
smiles scooped up a spoonful of the soup and absentmindedly put it in her mouth. The moment it touched
her lips, Shaofen jumped up, gurgling and covering her mouth with her hand.

Shaofen cried, "I'm going to throw up! I'm going to throw up!"

But Zhou Hui waved her hand, refusing, looking like someone desperately trying to hold back vomit. The scalding soup
churned in her mouth. Afraid of spitting it out, which would be unseemly, she steeled herself, straightened her neck, and forced it down.
It felt like a ball of fire rolling down her throat and into her stomach. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Shaofen looked at her sympathetically and said, "You should have spat it out. Why suffer for the sake of saving face? In
a place like this, you can do whatever you want, and no one will dare to say anything to you."

Zhou Hui reached for her phone, but she wouldn't let go, and said mysteriously, "I really can't tell anyone about this."

Zhou Hui glanced at her but didn't speak. Shaofen couldn't hold back any longer. She whispered to Zhou Hui, "...
My relationship with Ma Tianjun has made a breakthrough. I feel incredibly good right now."

Zhou Hui's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Shaofen again, not quite believing her.

Shaofen laughed, "I knew you wouldn't believe he's really interested in me. Just last night, he invited
me to a bar. It was just the two of us. After we finished drinking, he even took me to his place and we talked about many
things on our minds, and..."

"And what?...You two...you did that?... "

Zhou Hui's heart skipped a beat, and her face flushed.

"Why are you reacting so strongly? Even if we did, it was entirely of my own free will...I told him,
you don't need to suppress yourself. You can do whatever you want, as long as we both feel good about each other, what
can't we do?"

She couldn't eat a single bite of her meal.

Zhou Hui feigned indifference and asked, "And then what happened?"

"I won't go into the details." Shao Fen closed her eyes, feigning silence.

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