[Urban] Beijing Mixed Life (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter 25.

Hai Bo, who had narrowly escaped disaster, returned from Shen Si's office, but his heart was filled with growing resentment. Despite Cao Shan's repeated attempts to help him, he knew perfectly well that it wasn't real help at all; it was clearly out of consideration for his girlfriend, Qu Yan. At school, he was an nobody, while Cao Shan was a prominent figure who never even gave him a second glance, let alone chatted or made friends with him. After graduation, although they shared an apartment, there was no real friendship between them.

Hai Bo was fed up with constantly needing Cao Shan's help, because each instance of proving himself to be a loser made him feel indebted, inferior, and extremely uncomfortable.

Last time, fueled by alcohol, he had managed to get Cao Shan a favor by showing him Qu Yan's large buttocks, which could be considered a form of repayment, but Hai Bo felt suffocated. He kept cursing himself, realizing that he had fallen to the point where he could offer nothing in return but his girlfriend's body; being such a pathetic man was truly pathetic. He deeply loved Qu Yan, but he had come to terms with it. Material things determine one's spirit. Given his current character, it was impossible for them to remain purely platonic forever. Whether it was Cao Shan or that damn boss Xu Shaowei, who was after Qu Yan more than him?

As long as he could be with Qu Yan and make her happy, he would turn a blind eye to everything else. Cao Shan, if you really had ulterior motives and actually had sex with my girlfriend, as long as I didn't catch you, I'd consider it a favor. I'd let you bring Qu Yan happiness for me, you son of a bitch!

Hai Bo wandered over to BOB's department and, finding neither Qu Yan nor Cao Shan there, went downstairs and called Qu Yan.

"Hey, wife, where are you?"

Hai Bo called out affectionately into the phone.

"Honey, I just finished meeting a client," Qu Yan replied intimately. Qu Yan's unwavering loyalty to him touched him deeply.

"I have something to tell you. Christie just called me to her office. Because of my poor performance, Jeff originally wanted me to resign, but I heard that Cao Shan helped out and vouched for Christie. You know, Cao Shan has helped us time and time again, we should really thank him properly. How about we treat him to dinner tonight?"

Haibo didn't hide anything from Qu Yan and told her everything.

"Huh? Really? Honey, you're just unlucky. Everyone at the company knows you're the most dedicated, hardworking, and diligent. How could Jeff have so little patience?"

When Qu Yan heard that Haibo's job was in danger, even though Cao Shan had helped, she knew Haibo was upset and quickly tried to make amends for him, which warmed his heart. He even hesitated to proceed with his next plan, but he was someone who didn't like to owe others anything, and he wanted to repay this favor.

"Honey, listen to me. Last time I caused trouble while drunk, it embarrassed Cao Shan and us all. I know he's good to you, but I'm lucky to have such a wonderful girl like you, I can't let him not have his eye on me, right? Okay, I'm free, I'll go home and buy some meat and vegetables, we'll treat him to hot pot tonight. You, call Cao Shan later, come back to the company together, and then you two come back together."

Hai Bo paused, then added, "If you two come back a little late, it's okay. Do you understand what I mean?"

As he said the last sentence, Hai Bo felt a chill in his heart. This was tantamount to admitting that something had happened between Cao Shan and Hai Yan, and that he wouldn't pursue it as long as it was behind his back.

But Hai Bo had no idea that while he was unconscious that night, Cao Shan had almost inserted his huge penis into his girlfriend's tender vagina, and Cao Shan had even licked Qu Yan's vulva. He wondered if he would still be so calm if he knew the truth.

"..."

After Haibo's drunken outburst last time, Qu Yan clearly understood what he meant. She choked up, unable to speak. Qu Yan didn't understand. Although Cao Shan wanted to possess her, and she had feelings for him, she was, after all, Haibo's girlfriend. That night, she had been seduced, teased, and frightened, and had truly let her desires out of her in a daze. Cao Shan had licked her genitals, something she later deeply regretted. She was also thankful that she hadn't actually had any sexual contact with Cao Shan; at least her most private parts, her most private patch of grass, still belonged to Haibo alone. She had talked to Cao Shan, explaining that her actions that night were absurd, and that her previous confessions to him were at most repaying a debt of gratitude, not truly wanting to give herself to him. Her heart belonged only to Haibo, and Cao Shan understood. But unexpectedly, Haibo was causing trouble again. What did he want? Did he really want to repay Cao Shan's kindness with his body? Or did Haibo have a cuckold complex? Regardless of the reason, it chilled Qu Yan to the bone. What a blow it was to a woman when the man she wanted to entrust her life to was forced to give up his body because of financial hardship.

Hai Bo heard only silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a series of busy tones, and his heart sank.

All the way home, he kept asking himself, if something really happened between Cao Shan and Qu Yan, could he really be magnanimous?

If Qu Yan's body was truly possessed by another man, would he still love her?

Qu Yan hung up the phone, only then feeling the chill of the autumn wind on her cheeks. She wiped them with her hand, finding her face streaked with tears. Her mind was in turmoil, a mixture of sadness, pain, and various other emotions, leaving only numbness, a complete numbness in her mind.

However, Qu Yan still called Cao Shan, telling him to go home together. Hai Bo had already gone home to prepare dinner to thank him, and they arranged a meeting place.

Not long after, Cao Shan saw Qu Yan walking towards them from afar. They waved to each other.

Qu Yan looked stunning today. She wore a beige, loose-fitting, plush sweater paired with a camel-colored scarf, which made her fair complexion appear even whiter. She wore a plaid knee-length skirt, cashmere black stockings, and black mid-calf boots, her long, shapely legs subtly revealed. She exuded elegance. Cao Shan's heart pounded. It wasn't just Qu Yan's tall, voluptuous figure that was both graceful and beautiful, but also because this was their first time alone together since that absurd encounter that had crossed the line.

Cao Shan coveted Qu Yan's body, but they were classmates, fellow travelers in Beijing, the people he knew best in the city, and she was the girlfriend of his classmate, buddy, and brother. Cao Shan had once pressed his face against Qu Yan's naked, white body, his face close to her soft, full breasts. Qu Yan had completely opened her heart to him, but the subsequent events felt like a desperate pullback. Afterwards, both were somewhat fearful, even Cao Shan felt it was best not to take things any further with Qu Yan. That's often how it is with women. When they don't have something, they use every trick in the book; but once they get it, or have the opportunity, they often become hesitant and timid. At least for now, and even for some time to come, he, Haibo, and Qu Yan will still have to see each other frequently. If he really takes that step... it'll be too late to take it back. If Zhang Ning finds out, the trouble will be immense.

Cao Shan felt it was best to avoid trouble and tried to see Qu Yan as little as possible, even avoiding her at work.

That incident had a greater impact on Qu Yan. Every time she thought about it, it seemed like an outburst of desire had led her to become uncontrollably promiscuous. Fortunately, she didn't have any intimate contact with Cao Shan, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to remain friends. Seeing Cao Shan deliberately avoiding her, Qu Yan was relieved.

Qu Yan slowly walked to Cao Shan's side, and the two looked at each other, both feeling rather awkward.

"You're here." "Yeah, I'm here." Neither of them spoke, their eyes meeting with mutual attraction, yet they deliberately maintained a distance. A short, thin boy and a tall, elegant girl walking side by side on a sidewalk still attracted quite a few glances.

"Hehe, thank goodness we're not a couple. If we were, you probably couldn't stand the stares. You could tell from their eyes they were saying, 'How can someone as short as me walk with someone as tall as you?'"

Cao Shan made conversation.

Qu Yan looked up at the sky, smiled slightly, and said, "Really? Maybe. But girls as tall as me have certain height requirements for their partners, you know. You... you don't qualify."

She then covered her mouth and giggled.

Cao Shan's heart tightened. He could make fun of his height himself, but hearing Qu Yan say it still made him a little sad, though he wouldn't show it. He deliberately crunched the fallen leaves under his feet, looking down at them, and said, "Really? I've heard that geneticists study that both men and women prefer the opposite sex, their opposites. I like tall girls, and you should like short guys." "

Oh...is that so?"

Qu Yan's cheeks flushed slightly, seemingly from the cool autumn wind on her fair face. According to geneticists' theories, Qu Yan and Cao Shan were a perfect match, but such thoughts were so inappropriate in this situation. So Qu Yan quickly changed the subject: "Cao Shan, thank you. Since we settled in this building, you've helped Haibo so much, I'm really grateful. Haibo is a very honest person, he doesn't know how to say thank you, so he asked me to come over. He's going home to prepare something, and he'll treat you to hot pot."

Qu Yan deliberately said that Cao Shan was helping Haibo, and that she was expressing gratitude on Haibo's behalf.

Cao Shan understood. Fortunately, after that absurd incident, he learned to bury his desires for Qu Yan deep inside. Perhaps it was that Qu Yan had completely accepted him back then. Like playing Super Mario, as long as you pass the level, that's enough; there's no need to kill Bowser.

"Yeah..."

Cao Shan chuckled dryly and continued walking side by side with Qu Yan. From an outsider's perspective, although the man was shorter than the woman, they clearly looked like a couple. Who knew the subtle relationship between them?

"Sigh, Haibo, there's really no need for that. We've both just graduated; who knows who'll be begging whom? Besides, we're classmates, so there's no need for help. In sales, there are lucky and unlucky times. Maybe Haibo will make a fortune someday."

Qu Yan sighed and said, "If you said that right after graduation, I would believe you. But now, it seems unlikely that Haibo will make a fortune unless he wins the lottery. Actually, Haibo is quite sensitive and ambitious, but this job has made him... sigh, he's very insecure and lacks confidence now."

After saying that, Qu Yan smiled and raised her fist in an encouraging gesture. "But it's okay, I can make money. I think I'm better at sales than him. I'll just work hard, don't you think?"

Cao Shan turned to look at Qu Yan. Her fair face was flushed red from the cold, and her big, watery eyes shone with hope. He hurriedly said, "Yes, you can definitely do it."

He thought to himself, "Qu Yan is such a wonderful girl. We work hard together during the day, and at night I can pound into her round, plump butt. It's the kind of life even celestial beings envy. It's a pity it didn't happen to me." Unfortunately, Qu Yan was already taken.

"I really hope Hai Bo can regain his confidence..."

Qu Yan looked up, watching her breath dissipate into the blue sky above. The sky above was a deep, almost somber blue, while the western sky was gradually turning from white to a pale yellow by the setting sun.

"Qu Yan, I... I didn't mean anything by it."

Cao Shan saw how concerned Qu Yan seemed and wanted to express his thoughts, but he hesitated.

"Go ahead, it's okay."

Qu Yan smiled at Cao Shan. His hesitant, unspoken manner was both cute and handsome.

"Hehe, I'm a little tired. Let's sit down and rest."

Cao Shan suggested, and Qu Yan agreed. No matter how tired she was, how far could they walk at this pace?

Older neighborhoods in the city center generally have more complete recreational facilities, since most residents are Beijingers, unlike those outside the Fifth Ring Road.

The two sat on a bench, and Cao Shan continued, "I... I think, Haibo's current work situation is one thing, and you two at night... that's another. I think..." "

..."

Qu Yan hadn't expected Cao Shan to say this, and blushed, lowering her head in silence. Seeing her awkwardness, Cao Shan also felt he had spoken inappropriately.

After a long while, Qu Yan bit her lip, looked up at Cao Shan, and slowly said, "It's okay, you can say it." "I'd better not say anything more. Let's go back; Haibo must be getting impatient."

Cao Shan regretted it; half a sentence had plunged their relationship back into awkwardness.

Cao Shan stood up to leave, but Qu Yan pulled him back down to sit. Her face was expressionless; she simply repeated, "It's okay, you can say it."

Cao Shan thought for a moment, realizing this was actually for their own good, and said, "Don't laugh at me, I might know more about this..."

"Really? Do you want to teach me something?"

Qu Yan's tone wasn't teasing; it was somewhat angry.

She thought Cao Shan was taking advantage of the opportunity to have impure thoughts again.

Cao Shan quickly waved his hand, "Qu Yan, Qu Yan, I didn't mean anything by it. I mean, I've seen a kind of auxiliary tool that increases his size, and then Viagra helps him prolong the duration. That way, you two would be harmonious, right? You know I have feelings for you, but I cherish our friendship more. If it weren't for Hai Bo, I might not have waited until now to hold you in my arms, but with Hai Bo, I can't do that." "

..."

Qu Yan didn't speak, but after hearing Cao Shan's words, her gaze softened. She had just been thinking that if Cao Shan said anything inappropriate, she would firmly refuse. But she didn't expect Cao Shan to say this.

Women are more fickle about sex than about feelings, especially for a conservative yet sexually active woman like Qu Yan. Perhaps out of gratitude, or perhaps driven by desire, she might have moments of irrational and unrestrained passion, but when she regains her senses, the immense guilt makes her more conservative, abandoning her sexual desires and upholding fidelity in love. Qu Yan had always been loyal to Hai Bo. If she really had sex with Cao Shan, the brief pleasure would likely be followed by endless pain. It was better to pull back from the brink. After all, sex was just a spice of life.

"Look, there's a sex shop up ahead, why don't we go in and take a look?"

Cao Shan asked tentatively.

"Have you been there before?"

Qu Yan asked softly, her head down.

"Just once. Didn't you see my stuff? Want to go?"

Cao Shan asked, also a little embarrassed.

"Mmm," Qu Yan's voice was barely audible.

Pulling open the narrow frosted glass door, the small sex shop, illuminated by pink lights, seemed so ambiguous and suggestive. Qu Yan was extremely nervous, keeping her head down and remaining silent. She had never been to a place like this with Hai Bo before, but Cao Shan had brought her here.

"Hello, what do you two need?"

A plain-looking female clerk smiled and spoke with a non-local accent, trying to sound like she was speaking with a Beijing accent. She quickly glanced at the two customers who had just entered. The man was thin and small, while the woman was tall and large. They were definitely a couple who enjoyed playing around.

"Um, um, do you... do you have any penis enlargement condoms?"

Cao Shan was understandably nervous.

"Yes," the saleswoman replied, turning back to retrieve a few from the shelf. She didn't hand them to Cao Shan, but instead placed them in front of Qu Yan, smiling as she said, "Miss, what size would you like?"

Qu Yan felt her blood rush to her head, her face instantly turning red. She hurriedly turned her head to the window, muttering, "What, anything is fine."

The saleswoman chuckled, noting that the two looked quite young, perhaps even university students. "Then, sir, why don't you choose one for your girlfriend?"

"Medium, medium size is fine. And two Viagra pills, too,"

Cao Shan said, head bowed and face flushed.

The worldly-wise waitress smiled at the two awkward girls, wrote out the receipt, and Cao Shan hurriedly paid, pulling Qu Yan along as they walked out. He overheard the waitress muttering behind them, "That skinny little monkey finding a mature woman, isn't he overestimating himself?" Cao Shan pretended not to hear; after all, it wasn't for him.

They hailed a taxi, with Qu Yan in the back and Cao Shan in the passenger seat, heading north in silence.

Meanwhile, Bob Lu Hailong got out of a taxi and walked into his apartment complex. He lived in an old complex in the south of the city, a small two-bedroom apartment of about 50 square meters, belonging to his wife's family. His wife was from Beijing; they met through sales. She worked as an advertising editor at a magazine, essentially another way of saying advertising salesperson. His wife was the typical Beijing girl—straightforward, outspoken, a little over 10 centimeters tall, slightly plump, with good, fair skin and a round face. Her eyes were quite pretty, curving like crescent moons when she smiled. Overall, she wasn't conventionally beautiful, but she was very alluring, clearly a slut. Lu Hailong wasn't after anything else. Coming from a rural area in Northeast China to Beijing to make a living, he just wanted to settle down, marry a Beijing woman, own his own house, and eventually have his children get Beijing residency—for him, that would be a source of pride for his family. Lu Hailong had indirectly learned that his wife was indeed a public servant at the school, and that two men in her neighborhood had slept with her before. Lu Hailong launched his offensive, and they soon slept together. On their first night, Lu Hailong held her fair, plump body, parting her thick, round, fleshy white legs. Seeing her dark red labia majora and dark pubic hair dangling between her thighs, Lu Hailong thought it confirmed his previous investigation: she was indeed a slut; her cunt was practically black from being fucked. Her parents' only dissatisfaction with Lu Hailong was that he was from out of town, but he earned a good income, was a manager, and their daughter had a "good reputation," so they didn't object. The two got married half a year ago, and the elderly couple moved into a house in the Fourth Ring Road, using this small two-bedroom apartment in the southern part of the city as their marital home. Just like that, Lu Hailong was practically a Beijing resident.

After the marriage, Lu Hailong didn't discover any infidelity on his wife's part, and he didn't really care. Instead, he developed a different kind of complex about his wife. Every time he thought about how his wife had slept with many men before their marriage, how her voluptuous, fair body had been pressed beneath many men, and how her hairy, slutty vagina had been penetrated by countless men's penises of different sizes and shapes, he felt a strange excitement. Over time, he developed a habit of taking nude photos of his wife and sharing them online. On one hand, he found watching others have sex with his wife exciting; on the other hand, he harbored resentment towards his wife for having been with many men before, and he wanted to sleep with other girls, like innocent girls like Yang Fan. However, his wife's fiery personality would never tolerate his infidelity. If she ended up with another man, it would be easier to explain to her or her family. In

2001, China's internet was growing amidst the bursting of the bubble. In this process of weeding out the fake and retaining the real, some pornographic websites began to flourish. At that time, internet control wasn't as strict as it is now, so pornographic resources from our close neighboring country were more easily shared with us. Websites at that time were mostly text and image-based, and masturbating while looking at pictures became a habit for many. Sitting on the sofa to masturbate was, of course, the most enjoyable and comfortable, and gradually the terms "sofa" and "bench" came into being. Lu Hailong not only possessed a communist spirit but was also willing to spend money. He installed a network cable and spent several thousand yuan on a then-trendy Nikon Coolpix 990, which, in addition to high-end features like a top LCD screen and mode dial, also had a rotating lens, making it perfect for taking pictures.

The first thing Lu Hailong did when he got home was to turn on his computer, click on a website in his bookmarks, log in, and read the replies from his male friends. Every time he saw them praising his wife's fair and voluptuous body, he felt incredibly excited.

Almost simultaneously, his wife, Li Jing, also came home from work.

"Hey, Hailong, you're home early today! Didn't you say you were busy at the end of the year? Why are you home so early today? Oh, you even bought some fruit? That's good. Bananas must be expensive, right? How much per pound? Goodness, the sun must have risen in the west! You even know to buy things for your home now. What's wrong with you?"

Li Jing greeted him non-stop as soon as she entered the door in her Beijing accent.

Lu Hailong was in the inner room looking at his computer, rubbing his penis casually. He casually remarked, "You're back, honey. What? You think I'm back too early? Want to bring a gigolo home?"

Lu Hailong was brooding.

"Hey, Lu Hailong, are you alright?" Li Jing started scolding him, hanging up her coat and changing into slippers. "Can't you hope for something better? You really want your wife to find a gigolo? Let me tell you, don't rush me, if you ever make me angry, I'll really find one and you'll cry your eyes out."

"Sure, I'll find one for you, okay?"

Hailong said with a laugh.

After they finished eating, Li Jing watched TV in the living room while Hailong played on the computer in the inner room, interacting with his male friends. He'd mentioned asking them to send pictures of their penises to his wife, and a few had actually sent some. They all looked quite large, and the men had good physiques. One of them, named "Clearly Not an Angel," seemed pretty good, which made Hailong even more excited. Quite by chance, a salesman named Xu Ming, who had come to the company with Cao Shan last time, accidentally discovered a link to this pornographic website on the company computer, a computer Xu Ming often used when working overtime. Judging from the name, and considering the full-body photos he sent, the muscular man looked somewhat like Xu Ming. Xu Ming usually seemed like a playboy, and judging by his size, he certainly had the assets.

Regardless, Lu Hailong had been quite considerate of him at the company. He had given Xu Ming a deal from Cao Shan, and several other unfulfilled deals from those who had been fired, allowing Xu Ming to earn a small amount of money. Xu Ming was quite grateful to Lu Hailong, but little did he know what Lu Hailong was thinking.

As Lu Hailong was browsing, he suddenly noticed his wife, Li Jing, leaning against the doorframe, smiling at him. "What are you looking at? What's so interesting?"

she said, walking over. Lu Hailong panicked, quickly closing the webpage. His hand trembled, and the mouse even slipped. He had no choice but to turn off the monitor.

Lu Hailong sat awkwardly in front of the computer chair, chuckling, "Nothing, nothing. Hehe." "Don't be like that, don't say you didn't see anything, let me find out what you were looking at!"

Li Jing knew he wasn't up to any good, so she walked over to the computer and saw that Lu Hailong's pants were unzipped, revealing a large bulge in his underwear. Li Jing laughed and pushed him, continuing, "Well, you've really gotten capable, haven't you? You've been up to no good, haven't you? You have energy but you don't use it in bed, you've devoted it all to your little hands, haven't you? Let me see, what are you looking at!"

She said, her face hardening, and was about to turn on the monitor.

Lu Hailong quickly blocked her, saying, "Wife, you can look, but you can't get angry."

"Why would I get angry? You just look at porn and masturbate, what's there to be angry about? Get out of my way!"

She said, blocking Lu Hailong's hand and turning on the monitor.

"Wow, this woman is pretty fair-skinned, let me take a look." Li Jing was quite open-minded, but the more she looked, the more something seemed off.

"Wife, this is you,"

Lu Hailong said with an awkward smile.

"What?"

Li Jing looked closely, and sure enough, there it was—a full, fair figure, and her own hairy vulva. Wasn't this the photo Lu Hailong had taken of her a couple of days ago before they had sex? "Lu Hailong! Are you alright? You're ruthless enough to post your wife's nude photos online. Are you okay with that?"

Li Jing was furious, raising her small fist to punch Lu Hailong. Lu Hailong quickly grabbed Li Jing's soft body, letting her fists fall on him.

"Wife, I'm not lying to you. I really don't care if you sleep with other men. Not only do I not care, I like it. I love watching you get fucked. I've fantasized about it before. Now look how popular you are online."

Li Jing was being held by Lu Hailong, and he punched and kicked her, while she scolded him, "You pervert, you pervert!"

"Yes, yes, I am a pervert. I love watching. One day you can steal a guy and let me see how he fucks you."

Lu Hailong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his penis became hard.

"You're so mean! You're so mean! I hate you! How could you be like this? You pervert, you big pervert!"

Li Jing continued to curse, but when she saw her naked body, her genitals exposed, being posted online, how could she not be excited? Countless people had seen her body these past few days, masturbating while looking at her naked body, using her as a sex object; her lust had returned.

"Look, look, so many people are saying good things about you."

Lu Hailong, seeing that Li Jing was only pretending to be angry, mustered his courage and let her see.

"I won't look, I won't look, there won't be any good words."

Li Jing said, but her eyes couldn't help but dart over.

Lu Hailong was extremely excited; he hadn't expected Li Jing to be so unfazed, the unspoken understanding had been easily broken. Lu Hailong pulled down his pants, stood behind Li Jing, and rubbed his penis against her elastic long underwear. "Wife, look, I can't hold back anymore, let me fuck you for a while."

She wasn't excited after all. Li Jing wiggled her big buttocks and said, "Do it yourself, I don't care."

With that, she leaned over the table, picked up the mouse, and started reading. Lines of explicit and vulgar text excited her: "This slut is so damn white, fat ass and big tits, I really want to pound her with my big cock all night," "Sister-in-law, you're so sexy, I want to lick your big cunt," "That big ass, I could fuck it every day and never get enough," "That cunt is so slutty, it's so dark, how many men have slept with it? I won't make a difference," "Sister-in-law, my little brother has a big cock, I guarantee I'll fuck you good."

Lu Hailong excitedly pulled down Li Jing's red, tight-fitting, stretchy thermal underwear, her fat, white buttocks jiggling as they bounced out. He saw a wet stain on her panties, knowing his wife was also excited. Lu Hailong couldn't resist patting Li Jing's big buttocks. Li Jing wiggled a few times, then lifted one leg, pulled down the pant leg, and spread it wide. Lu Hailong, his penis erect, pressed against his wife's plump buttocks. With a gentle thrust, lubricated by her juices, his hard penis slid into Li Jing's juicy cunt.

"Ah..."

Li Jing groaned softly. Lu Hailong began his work, holding his wife's large buttocks and starting to thrust.

"Wife, you, you're excited too, aren't you?"

Lu Hailong said while gripping Li Jing's plump buttocks and fucking her cunt.

"Mmm, mmm, you, you're gentler, why are you in such a hurry? Thrust slower, thrust longer. This, this guy's a 'thread cannon,' I don't believe it."

Li Jing looked at the comments on the screen, the lewd words giving her a feeling of being fucked by multiple men. These men or boys, all frustrated and imagining their bodies, fantasizing about penises penetrating their cunts, certainly experienced a unique kind of pleasure.

"Who is it? Oh, it's Mingming, not an angel. He wants to do eight rounds in one night, do you want him to?"

Lu Hailong was even more excited by his wife's slutty appearance, his penis thrusting rapidly. Li Jing was also quite slutty and wanton, constantly swaying her big, fat buttocks to meet her husband's thrusts from behind. They had been married for half a year, and the initial honeymoon period was over. Sex had become more and more like a routine, but she hadn't expected her husband to have such a hobby. Although it was a little disgusting to think about, with so many men fantasizing about her, it was her husband who took the initiative to put the photos online for them to see. But she also found a passion she had never felt before. Deep down, she also wanted to try different men's genitals, and her husband was indeed working hard from behind.

"You, if you agree, I have no objection."

Li Jing finally said what was on her mind.

Lu Hailong was a little disappointed for a moment. He hadn't expected his wife to agree so easily. Was he being too casual? But this brought his plan to watch others have sex with his wife one step closer, and he hurriedly said, "Wife, I have photos of that netizen. Look, yes, they're in this folder." Guided by Lu Hailong, Li Jing opened the folder and saw several photos of men masturbating in front of their own nude photos on the computer screen. Several of them showed men holding their penises with the glans pressed against the screen, which displayed their exposed genitals, making it look like they were really about to penetrate them. This excited her even more.

She stared at a nude photo of a man labeled "Clearly Not an Angel." This man was tall and muscular, but not the muscular type of South Korean men; he was more like a male porn star. Clean-cut, with a robust and sexy physique, and his penis was at least a size larger than her husband's.

Li Jing's voice trembled, whether from being fucked or from seeing the man's nude photo, and she was breathless as she said, "You, you're talking about him? Not bad, really not bad, he looks like a gigolo."

Lu Hailong saw his wife staring at another man's nude photo, zooming in on his penis. From his perspective, his wife's plump, white buttocks were being fucked by him, her fair, naked body lying on the computer desk, her head facing the screen, which showed a man's thick, long, erect penis. It was as if he was fucking his wife from behind while she was giving someone else oral sex. "Wife, let him fuck you, let him fuck you, shove your cock into your cunt and pound it in, pound your cunt."

Li Jing was also extremely excited, shouting, "Husband, I want both of you to fuck me, fuck me to death."

"Wife, you're such a slut, a big slut who's been ridden by a thousand men and fucked by ten thousand, I'll fuck you to death, you slut, you want others to fuck you even when I'm fucking you, do you fuck other men every day at work, let other men sleep with you, damn it, fuck my wife, fuck her, one by one!"

Hailong became more and more excited as he fucked, holding Li Jing's big ass that kept twisting, looking at his hard cock that was thrusting in and out, covered with white foam, which was his wife's secretion of a lot of lustful fluid.

Amid Li Jing's continuous moans, Lu Hailong held her big ass tightly and thrust hard, a thick stream of semen gushed out along his deeply inserted cock, shooting into the depths of Li Jing's soft and juicy vagina. Li Jing trembled with excitement as she was being fucked. The intense pleasure overwhelmed her; she couldn't tell if it was her husband's penis that brought her to the peak of orgasm, or if it was the thick, long, unfamiliar young penis in the picture that had sent her into a state of blissful fantasy.

After showering and getting ready, the two embraced in the warm bed, their naked bodies intertwined, inseparable. Lu Hailong was blissful at this moment. He held Li Jing's soft body close. Although she wasn't pretty and her figure seemed average, she was really good to use. Li Jing was fair-skinned, voluptuous, with soft, tender flesh, large breasts and buttocks, and thick legs didn't matter. The key was that she understood him and supported him.

"Wife, were you telling the truth just now?"

Lu Hailong gently asked, stroking Li Jing's smooth, medium-length hair.

"Half and half, I guess. I was quite excited just now, and I don't even know what I said. Anyway, I just think you're pretty perverted, putting your wife's nude photos online. What if someone finds them?"

Li Jing whispered, burying her head in Lu Hailong's chest.

"They didn't take a picture of your face. Unless they've seen your body, they won't know it's you," Lu Hailong said with a laugh.

"You're so annoying! You're so annoying! I just want to make you wear a green hat!" Li Jing waved her little fist and pouted.

"Really, if I really contact that person, will you... will you allow it?"

Lu Hailong asked nervously, getting to the point.

"I don't know,"

Li Jing shook her head, looked up at Lu Hailong, and said softly, "You really enjoy watching your wife have sex with other people? Are you okay?" She poked his forehead. "Maybe. It's really hard to predict. I'm not as open-minded as you. I might back out later." "Anyway, you don't object, right?"

Lu Hailong became excited again.

"Alright, stop asking. You're so annoying, always digging into my details. Anyway, I have something important to ask you."

Li Jing lifted herself up a little, then stuck her butt out and draped one leg over Lu Hailong. She reached under the covers and played with Lu Hailong's soft penis. She continued, "Our boss asked me if your company's Yellow Pages ads are reliable. Her husband's real estate company says they want to do it."

"Absolutely reliable! Our boss is a Chinese American, and we're a foreign company. Besides, we've been in this business for so many years, we have a good reputation. Just tell your boss to contact me, I'll definitely give you a discount, and kickbacks are no problem," Lu Hailong said confidently.

"No, her husband said someone from your company went there, but he doesn't know why. He guesses it's about kickbacks or something else. He wants you to urge them to sign the contract as soon as possible, and to have the salesperson sign it. He only signs with salespeople,"

Li Jing relayed.

Lu Hailong was a little confused. In advertising, it's usually the salesperson who's in a hurry, why is the client in a hurry this time? And it's a real estate company, so the advertising must be quite large. He hurriedly asked, "Do you know the salesperson's name?"

"I heard it's Qu Yan," Lu Hailong heard his wife mention the name, and thinking of Qu Yan's tall, voluptuous, and sexy body, he seemed to understand something.

"Hey, Lu Hailong! You big pervert, why are you hard again when you hear Qu Yan? You're so naughty, are you trying to get me to go pick up girls yourself? Isn't Qu Yan the most beautiful woman in your company? Tell me!"

Li Jing vigorously stroked Lu Hailong's hard penis, pinching his face with her other hand, and shouted.

"Hey, hey, stop it, anyone would get hard if you kept stroking like that. Qu Yan, stop teasing me, she's almost 1.8 meters tall, super strong, and not very bright. Don't be jealous. I'll tell your boss later that I understand what she means. Ouch, stop pinching, you'll break it if you pinch it any harder. Wife, please, let go, otherwise you'll only be able to fuck someone else, let go now. Our company might go out for fun in a while, can't I take you with me? Let you meet Qu Yan, do you think any man would like someone like her..."

The two flirted and teased each other, then turned off the lights and had sex on the bed again.

Just then, Lü Jing finished cooking. While they were eating, a taxi carrying Cao Shan and Qu Yan headed north, where a steaming hot pot of mutton awaited them.

The taxi arrived at the small building as night fell and the streetlights began to twinkle. Hai Bo leaned against the railing, waiting expectantly. Seeing Cao Shan and Qu Yan get out of the car from the front and back doors respectively, his anxiety eased slightly.

The steam from the hot pot filled Hai Bo and Qu Yan's small room with warmth, making it feel even more cozy in the cold late autumn. These three young people, struggling in Beijing with no job security and no fixed abode, found not only a satisfying meal but also a rare sense of warmth and happiness in the warm hot pot.

Hai Bo was happy that Cao Shan hadn't taken advantage of them, and that Qu Yan had passed the test. He regretted it as he walked home; if Cao Shan had actually slept with Qu Yan, it would have been a devastating blow. Growing up in the village, Hai Bo had been instilled with the idea that men should provide for their families and women should uphold traditional virtues. He didn't even dare tell his family about living with Qu Yan, fearing they'd misunderstand and think she was a promiscuous girl. He couldn't accept that Qu Yan's body belonged to another man; if it really happened, he would definitely break up with her. Haibo couldn't accept that his future wife had been with another man after him. But in his current situation, Qu Yan was his only support. Without her, he probably wouldn't even have the motivation to live in Beijing. If that were the case, could he bear to break up with her? Going around in circles, Haibo had trapped himself in a self-created paradox. The only good outcome was that nothing happened, and he had gotten the best result he could hope for.

Haibo showered Cao Shan with compliments, basically the same nonsense he'd said over barbecue, plus thanks for speaking up for him and keeping his job. Cao Shan declined, but made one condition: Haibo couldn't drink too much. Haibo smiled bitterly, knowing the huge joke he'd made last time. Of course, he didn't know that his foolish actions had led to that absurd yet unforgettable intimate encounter between Qu Yan and Cao Shan.

The three of them ate and drank their fill, and parted slightly tipsy.

Haibo was also quite drunk. Qu Yan saw Cao Shan out. Cao Shan opened his room door. He had just been in Qu Yan's warm and cozy room, but his own was dark and cold. The dampness and chilly wind made him shiver. He quickly turned on the light, which made things a little better.

"Thank you, Cao Shan. Haibo and I really don't know what we would have done without your help,"

Qu Yan said softly.

Cao Shan turned around, forced a smile, and said, "Oh, don't mention it. We're classmates, no need for thanks."

Qu Yan suddenly felt sorry for Cao Shan, all alone and helpless in Beijing, feeling lonely and isolated. He said, "Cao Shan, why don't we bring Zhang Ning to Beijing? It's better for two people to work hard together and encourage each other. If Zhang Ning is here, I'll have someone to chat with."

"Hehe, I'd like to too. Okay, hurry back."

Cao Shan said with a smile, looking at Qu Yan's tall and voluptuous figure, which belonged to another man, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Hai Bo lay on the bed, hiccuping from drinking, picking his teeth while watching Qu Yan who had just been busy. "Hey, Qu Yan, what did you two talk about for so long after you saw Cao Shan off?"

Qu Yan took off her coat in the room, wearing only a tight-fitting off-white cashmere pullover, rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her fair arms, and her two full breasts swayed as she wiped the table with her arms. Qu Yan glanced at Hai Bo, and said somewhat petulantly, "What else is there to talk about? Just thank them. Cao Shan helped us so much, treating us to a meal, shouldn't we at least say a few nice words?"

She continued wiping the table, her tall, voluptuous body swaying, her round, plump buttocks bobbing from side to side, a sight to behold.

Hai Bo lay on the bed, watching Qu Yan busy herself, admiring her sexy body, thinking, "Cao Shan is definitely interested in Qu Yan, but why didn't he take advantage of the opportunity? Was it to save face for me?" Thinking this, he smiled bitterly to himself. What face did he have left? He'd borrowed so much money from him, and in the end, he was the one who kept his job. It was obvious he was playing with his girlfriend, what could he do? What reason could he have? Hai Bo frowned in frustration, then thought, "What if…what if something really happened between them? That's more than enough time for them to come back and pretend nothing happened? I don't know." But then he thought, Cao Shan and Qu Yan aren't that good at acting. Although Haibo was basically certain that Qu Yan and Cao Shan's friendship was pure, having a guy next door who was better than him in every way and still had his eye on his wife was really depressing.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qu Yan asked, seeing Haibo lost in thought on the bed after tidying up.

"Nothing, nothing,"

Haibo mumbled. Qu Yan looked at her boyfriend. To be honest, although Haibo wasn't exactly plain-looking, he was still quite handsome, with regular features, a straight nose, and a square face. A former athlete, he was 1.77 meters tall with a strong physique. He was wearing a workout vest, and his arms and chest muscles were taut—definitely the muscular type. Qu Yan felt a surge of comfort, thinking that she was lucky to have such a boyfriend. If only he were better in some other way. She suddenly remembered the Viagra Cao Shan had bought for her, blushed, opened her bag, took it out, and handed it to Haibo with a sly smile, saying, "Here, take this pill."

Haibo looked suspicious, took the pill, and understood. He asked, "Why did you buy this? It's so expensive. Using this every day will bankrupt you!"

He then swallowed it in one gulp. When he saw the words "Viagra" on the packaging, he felt a tightness in his chest. Buying the drug for himself was fine, but for his girlfriend to buy it for him—wasn't that a blatant admission that he was impotent? But then Haibo thought again, he couldn't blame her. Qu Yan meant well; buying this drug proved that nothing had happened between her and Cao Shan, and that she was waiting for him tonight. Besides, his impotence was too obvious.

"Wait half an hour, I'm going to wash up first,"

Qu Yan gave Haibo a very seductive smile, took the basin, and went out. This kind of smile, filled with complex emotions like lust, love, and loyalty, could give a man immense happiness and a sense of accomplishment.

Qu Yan went to the shower room, took off her down jacket, revealing her completely naked body underneath. Standing under the showerhead, her snow-white, naked body let the hot water wash over her sexy, delicate skin. The water flowed down her swollen, rounded breasts, over her smooth abdomen, and across her mons pubis. Some water droplets, tired, hid in her wet pubic hair, while others, carried by the water, flowed down the narrow crevice below her mons pubis to between her legs, down her long, smooth thighs, straight, thick calves, and snow-white feet, finally reaching the floor.

Qu Yan turned off the water, squeezed out some shower gel, and applied it to her body. Hearing faint rock music coming from the next room, Qu Yan glanced casually at the window and, sure enough, spotted the small mirror peeking out, and the eyes behind it yearning for her naked body.

Qu Yan knew Cao Shan was spying on her again. Her face flushed, and she awkwardly pulled her arms close to her chest, then turned away. Although she didn't mind Cao Shan peeping at her while she showered, and even felt a thrill inside—it wouldn't lead to infidelity, and it was exciting—today belonged to Haibo. She was ready to spread her long, thick legs and offer her naked body and cunt to her boyfriend, letting him press down on her and fuck her hard. Seeing Cao Shan peeping at her now made her feel awkward. Qu Yan turned away, trying to avoid his burning gaze, but little did she know, Cao Shan next door was masturbating even faster. Qu Yan's plump, wide, round buttocks excited him even more.

At this moment, both Qu Yan and Cao Shan hesitated in their excitement. They had just adjusted their relationship to the level of ordinary friends and classmates, how could they have already strayed emotionally? Qu Yan blushed and turned her back to Cao Shan. Even if he saw her buttocks, she couldn't let him see her pubic hair… Besides… besides, didn't he like big buttocks?

Qu Yan sped up, her face as red as an apple. Taking a shower while being spied on by her male classmate next door, and with her boyfriend waiting to fuck her, the feeling was too strange, and Qu Yan couldn't accept it.

Hai Bo waited alone in the room for Qu Yan to return from her shower, gradually feeling a heat rising from his groin, his penis clearly engorged. His mind started wandering again. Did Qu Yan go into Cao Shan's room with the basin? He pressed himself against the wall, hearing faint music, but nothing else. Did Qu Yan have some foreplay with Cao Shan in the afternoon, or was she too embarrassed to finish, and then, thinking that he was drunk, Qu Yan went to his room, and the two of them kissed and cuddled? Or perhaps, Qu Yan was already naked in the bathroom when she found Cao Shan showering inside, and like dry wood meeting a raging fire, Cao Shan, covered in foam, grabbed Qu Yan's snow-white body, made her spread her legs, bend over, and let Cao Shan fuck her hard. He figured Qu Yan wouldn't be able to take it for more than a minute with Cao Shan's big cock, and would go back to sleep.

As Haibo pondered, he began to hallucinate. Several times he couldn't resist the urge to go out and check, but each time he reached the door, he realized the absurdity and gave up.

A short while later, Qu Yan returned, wearing a down jacket over a silk nightgown. She liked to sleep in it every night, and Haibo enjoyed touching her through it—it was so smooth.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

Qu Yan took off her down jacket, picked up a hairdryer, and glanced at Haibo on the bed. She noticed his body was slightly flushed, as if he had a fever, and a small bulge appeared in his groin. She secretly felt a surge of pleasure and then secretly took out her penis enlargement condom and placed it on the table.

Haibo gazed at Qu Yan's tall, slender figure, her full breasts and shapely buttocks accentuating the alluring curves of her nightgown. Two long, smooth, white legs were visible beneath the hem. She tilted her head, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders, swaying gently with the airflow from the hairdryer, like a willow branch, exuding captivating charm. Seeing Qu Yan's allure, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Qu Yan, you're so beautiful."

"Really? As long as you like it."

Qu Yan looked at Hai Bo's aroused expression and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Hai Bo was quite romantic today.

"Of course I like it. Does Cao Shan like it too?"

Hai Bo murmured, clearly still caught up in his wild thoughts.

"What?"

Qu Yan was taken aback.

"Nothing!"

Hai Bo realized he'd let something slip and quickly said, "I mean, my wife is so beautiful, everyone's eyeing her."

Looking at Qu Yan's sexy body, Hai Bo felt a hundred claws scratching at his heart. He couldn't resist any longer, got down, and tightly embraced Qu Yan's soft body, his hands kneading her plump buttocks. The feel was fucking amazing!

"You're so annoying. You're not allowed to have any more wild thoughts. I'm yours alone."

Qu Yan gently hugged Hai Bo, closed her eyes, and felt Hai Bo's lips approaching, his breath so deep.

"Wife, I want you!"

Haibo reached under Qu Yan's skirt, grabbing her plump buttocks. He felt his penis burning, painfully hard. He wanted to quickly plunge into that deep pool and extinguish the fire.

Cao Shan's secret assistance, Andy's blatant humiliation, and the countless men's longing gazes upon Qu Yan every day on his way to and from work—although Haibo was angry and annoyed, he also realized Qu Yan's allure in men's eyes. She was definitely not a tall, strong girl that no one liked; on the contrary, she was the object of many men's desires. Qu Yan's face, which resembled Kate Winslet, her slightly plump yet tall figure, and her fair skin, combined with the demureness of an Eastern girl and the sexiness of a Western woman. Only after receiving praise from others did Haibo truly discover her beauty and sexiness.

He held Qu Yan in his arms, his large hands groping her body, impatiently pulling off her nightgown. Qu Yan let out a soft "Ah," shyly crossing her arms over her chest. Her delicate beauty only fueled Hai Bo's lust, and he pulled her into his embrace. Qu Yan and Hai Bo were almost the same height. Qu Yan's fair and slender arms rested gently on Hai Bo's shoulders, while Hai Bo's strong hands gripped her full breasts, squeezing them hard, making Qu Yan pant. Waves of heat were already flowing from her lower body, and she couldn't help but part her legs slightly.

Hai Bo's hand slid down from her chest, across Qu Yan's smooth and soft abdomen, over her mons pubis covered in thick pubic hair, and slowly slipped between Qu Yan's legs along the alluring crevice below her mons pubis. Qu Yan's body went limp, leaning against Hai Bo's strong chest, her legs opening even wider.

"Ah... Hai Bo..."

Qu Yan's delicate voice was intoxicating.

Haibo's hand was gently held between Qu Yan's rounded thighs, sliding down her labia to the center of her legs. He felt the sticky, lustful fluid seeping from the small crevice between Qu Yan's plump breasts, and he became even more excited. Holding Qu Yan's tall body, he breathed heavily and said, "Wife, let's go to bed."

Qu Yan nodded shyly, biting her lip and smiling. She casually picked up the object from the table and whispered to Haibo, "Honey, let's try this tonight, okay?"

Haibo stared blankly at what Qu Yan handed him. It was a highly realistic artificial penis, pink and tender, with a large glans shaped like a mushroom, and the shaft was covered in bulging veins, feeling bumpy to the touch. It was at least 14 or 15 centimeters long and thick. From the base of the artificial penis, there was a small, tight opening like a woman's vagina. He understood what it was.

"What are you going to do with this? Where did it come from?"

Haibo asked. If Qu Yan's suggestion that Hai Bo take Viagra only slightly annoyed him, this dildo completely enraged him. He knew he was small, and Qu Yan, being tall and strong, had a high sex drive, but Qu Yan's lust was only towards him. In front of others, she was an absolutely conservative lady; why would she buy something like this?

"I... I wanted to make our nights a little better. So, so I bought it."

Qu Yan noticed Hai Bo's change in mood and realized she had hurt his pride.

Hai Bo angrily released Qu Yan. Although the drug had made his penis as erect as a Chihuahua, he had lost all interest. He forcefully threw the dildo onto the bed and glanced at Qu Yan. Qu Yan's cheeks were flushed from his earlier teasing, her eyes were full of desire, and her tall, voluptuous body was completely naked. He thought angrily, "Damn it, do Cao Shan and Andy like seeing this slut like this?"

He shoved Qu Yan in anger, causing her to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"Fine, you like big ones, don't you? Okay! I can't satisfy you, I'm no good, I'm weak, I'm a fucking piece of trash! Next door, next door there's a fucking big dick, go ahead, we owe Cao Shan so much, perfect, you can sleep at his place tonight, consider it interest payment. You'll be comfortable too, his thing is huge, thicker and longer than this damn fake, he'll fuck you to death, get out!"

Haibo yelled at Qu Yan.

Qu Yan was pushed by Haibo and bumped into the shelf behind her, slowly standing up with her hands supporting her. She cried.

"Haibo! Why do you think about this all day long? What do I get out of being with you? I really wanted to entrust myself to you, to live a stable life, if we don't have money we'll earn, we won't rely on anyone, we have the ability to live a good life, if we don't have the ability to live a hard life, one day things will get better. I believe in you, and I believe in myself. But, but you take me again and again, take me..."

Qu Yan was full of grievances, choked up and couldn't speak. "Do you really consider me your girlfriend? Last time you didn't even care about my feelings, you humiliated me, you, you made Cao Shan look at my ass! This time you called me slutty, said I wanted to cheat on you! If I wanted to cheat on you, why would I be with you? What do you have? Are you rich or capable? I was devoted to you, but you treat me like this!"

Qu Yan cried, her face streaked with tears. She had carefully prepared, full of joy, to welcome a new chapter in her sex life with Hai Bo, but it ended like this. "Hai Bo, you're willing to be a cuckold, aren't you? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

Hai Yan said, putting on a down jacket and heading out.

"Get out! Get out! Go find your big dick, I think you've been wanting to sleep with Cao Shan for a long time!"

Hai Bo regretted it, but in his anger, he had said some nonsense!

Qu Yan had been standing at the door, waiting for Hai Bo to come over. She didn't need him to apologize; she just wanted him to hold her hand. But Hai Bo's words were so hurtful that she had no way to back down. She steeled herself, opened the door, and went out.
Standing

at the door, the cold autumn night wind made her shiver. Her mid-length down jacket was warm, but her legs were completely exposed, and her feet quickly became stiff. She wanted to go back inside, but hearing Hai Bo still angrily cursing inside, she felt hurt and afraid. Qu Yan was completely heartbroken. Since that was the case, she would find Cao Shan no matter what. If he was a gentleman, he would let her stay the night; if he was a scoundrel, she would accept it! Qu Yan thought to herself.

"Knock, knock, knock," she knocked three times. "Cao Shan, Cao Shan, are you asleep?"

Qu Yan called softly.

Cao Shan had heard their argument clearly, but he hadn't expected Qu Yan to actually knock on the door. In an instant, Cao Shan's penis hardened with excitement, but reason told him that this was definitely not the right time to have sex with Qu Yan; the consequences would be dire. So he opened the door and saw Qu Yan with her long hair loose, tightly wrapped in a dark red down jacket. Her beautiful face was fair with a rosy glow, looking incredibly alluring, as if her desire had just been aroused, yet also somewhat pitiful. Especially her two long, smooth, rounded legs under the down jacket—firm, straight, and tempting. He almost pulled Qu Yan into his arms and dragged her into the house.

But he didn't.

"What's going on? What happened? How did things get like this!"

Cao Shan didn't let Qu Yan into the house, but instead went around and pushed open Hai Bo's door.

"What's wrong, Hai Bo? Didn't you drink too much today?"

Seeing Hai Bo sulking alone, Cao Shan turned to Hai Yan and said, "Come in, it's so cold outside. Do you really want to sleep at my place?" Qu Yan was angry and embarrassed. She went into the house and closed the door. She was naked under her down jacket and didn't dare to sit, so she just stood at the door.

Seeing that Haibo remained silent, Cao Shan chuckled and said, "Haibo, can you two stop dragging me into your arguments? Qu Yan knocked on my door naked in the middle of the night. What if I, all alone, lost my will and let her drag me in? You don't care about Qu Yan at all? I think you care too much! But you've overestimated my self-control. Fine, if you don't want Qu Yan to come back to sleep, fine, let her sleep with me. But do you think I dare sleep with your girlfriend? I have the desire but not the guts. If you slap me tomorrow, am I supposed to take it? Is it worth it? Okay, what am I supposed to do? What if you kick Qu Yan out? I can find Jianguo to sleep with, but what did he do to deserve this? What did I do to deserve this? Can you two stop dragging others into your arguments?" After

Cao Shan's tirade, Haibo knew he was in the wrong and had no reply.

Cao Shan walked over to Haibo and continued to counsel him. "Haibo, this is all my fault. Qu Yan is a good girl. She saw you were anxious and had setbacks at work. She said you used to be so sunny and confident, but now you've lost your confidence, and she thinks it's because of the setbacks at work. I'm a guy, so I just assumed she was right and tried to analyze it for you. I told her you should try to boost Haibo's confidence from a girlfriend's perspective, and to be honest, that was a terrible idea. Do you think Qu Yan, who's so shy, would buy these things? Okay, I guess I made things worse. I apologize, buddy. Qu Yan's back, so don't be so tense. Go to sleep early; you have to go to work tomorrow. I'm leaving."

Cao Shan went back into the house, leaving Haibo and Qu Yan looking at each other.

Hai Bo lowered his head and whispered, "Qu Yan, I'm sorry."

Qu Yan sighed and said noncommittally, "It's nothing."

"Qu Yan, do you look down on me?"

Hai Bo looked at Qu Yan standing at the door. Under her down jacket, her two long, straight, snow-white legs were quite beautiful. Red slippers slid on her fair feet, making them appear even whiter. Underneath Qu Yan's tightly wrapped down jacket was her voluptuous, sexy, and tall naked body. Hai Bo knew that many men coveted Qu Yan's body, and he was the only man who could have her. But today's incident had hurt Qu Yan again.

Qu Yan moved a chair to the floor and sat down, crossing her two long, bare legs. Her long, white legs dangled in front of Hai Bo. "No."

Qu Yan looked at Hai Bo and continued, "Hai Bo, I beg you, please stop making a fuss, stop overthinking, okay? From the day I agreed to be with you, I knew I wanted to spend my life with you. Whether we're poor like this now or rich in the future, I just want to live a peaceful life with you, I have no other requests. We still have decades to go. Are these few months of work troubles or minor issues really that important? Can't you adjust yourself and get out of this predicament instead of making a fuss over nothing? Cao Shan might have feelings for me, or he might not, so what? He's alone in Beijing, and one of his classmates is a girl. Even if he overthinks, isn't that normal? Besides, Cao Shan hasn't done anything to me. If something really happened between Cao Shan and me, would you be happy?"

Qu Yan blurted out, her face slightly flushed. She still thought about the various ambiguous relationships with Cao Shan, and was even more grateful that on the night closest to cheating, they hadn't taken any concrete steps, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to say these words.

"I understand, I know it was my fault, honey. I won't do it again, okay?"

Haibo got off the ground, reached out and pulled Qu Yan up, and said apologetically.

Qu Yan didn't speak, obediently standing up and leaning on his shoulder. No matter what, even if they encountered great storms in the future, Hai Bo's shoulder would always be her most reliable harbor. After the earlier commotion, Hai Bo felt that Qu Yan was even more beautiful and alluring tonight. Especially just now, he had actually angered Qu Yan to the point that she wanted to go find Cao Shan. He couldn't imagine what he would do if Cao Shan actually pulled Qu Yan into the house and the two of them had sex next door. At that moment, Hai Bo truly realized how foolish his temper tantrum had been, how much he couldn't live without Qu Yan, and how his world would collapse if Qu Yan no longer belonged to him.

"Wife, you're so beautiful..."

Hai Bo cupped Qu Yan's face, looking at her fair, rosy cheeks from being outside in the cold, and sincerely praised her.

"Ugh, stop being so glib, you're always throwing tantrums and making me angry... um..."

Qu Yan blushed and pouted at Hai Bo, but before she could finish, Hai Bo's lips had already sealed hers.

A little commotion is the spice of married life. After the earlier commotion, Haibo and Qu Yan surprisingly rediscovered the passion and desire they felt during their first time making love. Of course, Viagra also played a significant role; the little blue pill made Haibo's penis so hard it felt like it would explode—an impulse he had never experienced before.

Qu Yan's down jacket had already been removed by Haibo, leaving her completely naked. He held her as they stood on the floor. The room wasn't very warm, making her shiver slightly, but Haibo's large hands, constantly stroking her smooth skin, made her feel incredibly warm. Truly, aside from his penis, Haibo was a handsome man in every way—both in appearance and physique. Qu Yan also liked his strong muscles, which gave her a sense of security.

Haibo was also very satisfied with Qu Yan's tall figure. Although she was slightly plump and her legs were a bit thick, while she didn't have the typical model-like beauty, holding her in his arms and pressing her beneath him, he still felt that a tall, curvaceous girl was simply a rare gem, a sexy stunner. Hai Bo was excited, his hands caressing Qu Yan's smooth body. Her skin was white and tender, plump yet not overweight. Qu Yan's full breasts rubbed against him, the soft peaks swaying from side to side, while Hai Bo gripped her plump, pert, sexy buttocks tightly; the mounds were incredibly soft. He occasionally probed Qu Yan's deep buttock cleft, and she excitedly tightened her buttocks, which were very firm and incredibly sexy. Hai Bo gently bit Qu Yan's earlobe, her heavy breathing echoing in his ear.

Under Hai Bo's teasing, Qu Yan was already wet. Today, Haibo was exceptionally passionate. He held her tightly in his arms, his strong muscles pressed against her soft body. His hot body heat ignited Qu Yan's rising desire. What excited Qu Yan even more was that Haibo's hard penis had been pressing against her inner thighs for a long time. She increasingly craved her boyfriend's penis to penetrate her body quickly, otherwise the constant itching sensation in her vagina would drive her crazy. Qu Yan was usually dignified and traditional, but whenever she was in bed with Haibo, her desire would easily ignite, and she would even lose control of herself. It was precisely because of the strong sexual desire in her body that she had several ambiguous relationships with Cao Shan. To a certain extent, on those occasions, she craved men, not specifically Cao Shan.

Whether it was being spied on in the washroom or the almost absurd thing that happened with Cao Shan recently, none of those things would have happened if Haibo hadn't aroused her. When Qu Yan's desire was aroused, it was so intense that she couldn't extricate herself.

"Husband... I... I want to lie down."

Qu Yan, tall and naked, leaned weakly against Hai Bo, her legs a little weak.

Hai Bo pulled her slowly to the edge of the bed, then pressed Qu Yan down beneath him. If it were a petite girl, someone of Hai Bo's build might have been able to lift her and throw her onto the bed, but Qu Yan was tall, even a little taller than him, so he really couldn't lift her.

Lying on the bed, Qu Yan stretched out her slender palm and stroked Hai Bo's face, looking at his eager look beneath her, his flushed face, Qu Yan felt very satisfied. Hai Bo lowered his head and kissed her, his hand naturally grasping Qu Yan's full breasts, and Qu Yan closed her eyes slightly, surrendering all her body's sensations to touch, feeling Hai Bo's tongue lingering in her mouth, feeling the passionate force of his strong hands grasping her breasts. Qu Yan felt her body getting hotter, a tingling and slightly sore sensation below, and couldn't help but open her long, straight, snow-white legs.

Haibo knelt between Qu Yan's spread legs, straightened up, and reached his hands down to his crotch. One hand gripped his hard penis, while the other parted Qu Yan's plump vulva, aiming at the glistening, pink, juicy opening between the mounds of flesh, and thrust his penis inside.

"Mmm..."

Qu Yan couldn't help but grip Haibo's arm tightly. The feeling of a hard object being inserted into her vagina was quite wonderful, even though it was a bit small, because Qu Yan's tight vulva hadn't been explored much before.

Haibo knelt beneath Qu Yan, his hands gripping his girlfriend's long, slender legs that were suspended in the air, and forcefully thrust his penis in. Qu Yan's buttocks were plump and large, her buttocks full and luscious, and with her vulva being so round, Haibo's short penis was actually a bit lacking in strength to penetrate. In fact, Haibo's impotence was somewhat related to Qu Yan's plump lower body. Every time he penetrated, he felt as if he were sinking into Qu Yan's soft flesh, his penis head just embedded in her vagina. After Qu Yan became aroused, her big buttocks would sway slightly, and his penis would come out, which was very disappointing and made him go soft easily. But today was different. Under the effect of Viagra, Haibo's penis was as hard as a nail, firmly planted in Qu Yan's plump and wet cunt. Qu Yan's soft and tender flesh walls tightly wrapped his penis, and her constantly tightening vagina writhed around his penis. The feeling was wonderful.

"Mmm... mmm... harder, ah... husband,... mmm..."

Qu Yan's desire was completely aroused. She grabbed her full breasts, and the harder she thrust, the more comfortable she felt. But the gushing opening between her legs felt even more itchy and unbearable with Haibo's minimal thrusting, which she could not control.

Haibo lifted Qu Yan's long legs high, using her ample buttocks to elevate them, allowing him to penetrate deeper. He carried her thick, white legs on his shoulders, pressing down on her and thrusting his penis forcefully.

With Haibo pressing down on her legs, Qu Yan's knees almost touched her chest. This position was uncomfortable, making it difficult for her to breathe. She knew this would allow Haibo to penetrate deeper, but his small size made it almost pointless. Haibo's penis moving in and out of her body felt like a mere scratch, leaving her wanting more. She dared not move her buttocks, afraid of pulling his penis out.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Qu Yan could only use all her strength on her breasts, her slender, white hands gripping them until they ached. She felt increasingly hot and itchy down there, her vaginal fluids flowing more and more, but Haibo's penis continued to rub against her entrance, making her feel increasingly empty and uncomfortable.

The feeling of being penetrated by a man but not getting satisfaction was driving Qu Yan, who was in the throes of intense sexual desire, almost insane.

"Deeper, ah..."

Qu Yan finally couldn't hold back anymore, almost begging through tears. She didn't know what it felt like to be penetrated by a big cock, but at least it wouldn't feel as unbearable as it was now.

Qu Yan couldn't help but respond to Hai Bo, thrusting her plump buttocks upwards, hoping that Hai Bo's thing would penetrate deeper, even just a little bit. Her vagina felt numb and tingly deep inside, but she received no comfort.

Hai Bo was also quite anxious; normally he would have given up long ago. Today, thanks to the effects of the drug, his cock was still hard. Seeing Qu Yan's unsatisfied state, he had no choice but to thrust in hard, then twist his waist to prevent his cock from being pulled out.

"Mmm... mmm..."

This made Qu Yan feel a little better; his little cock inside her vagina felt like a stirring rod, mingling with the constantly secreted fluids. But her legs were being lifted high, stretching them and causing some pain. Adding to this, Hai Bo was pressing down on her, making her hips and lower back ache. Qu Yan spread her legs, sliding them off his shoulders to either side, trying to clamp them around Hai Bo's waist. But as her legs relaxed, her tightened buttocks pushed against Hai Bo's penis, causing it to protrude.

Overwhelmed by desire, Qu Yan felt an emptiness and itchiness in her vagina. She couldn't resist reaching between her legs, grasping Hai Bo's wet penis, and aiming it at her opening. Hai Bo forcefully thrust his penis in. The immense force sent a shiver through Qu Yan. She clung tightly to Hai Bo, her long, thick legs hooking around his waist, lifting her buttocks and pushing upwards. Hai Bo pressed against Qu Yan's tall, fair body, wanting to kiss her, but accidentally, with a slight twist of her hips, his penis slipped out of her vagina.

"Insert it, insert it...insert it..."

Qu Yan urged Hai Bo anxiously, making him sweat profusely. He lowered his head, clamped his penis between his legs, aimed it at Qu Yan's full opening, and inserted it. He leaned down, kissed her, and after a couple of thrusts, Qu Yan was aroused again, twisting her waist wildly, her large buttocks swaying from side to side, and his penis slipped out again.

Previously, Haibo suffered from premature ejaculation and impotence. Whenever he wanted to have sex at night, he would climb on top of Qu Yan and thrust wildly, ejaculating within a minute. But today was different. His penis was hard and burning hot, the glans red and purplish, and the duration was several times longer than usual, leaving him feeling somewhat powerless. The more this happened, the more uncomfortable Qu Yan became. The more uncomfortable she became, the more wildly she twisted her hips each time he penetrated, and his penis would slip out after only a few thrusts.

After a few attempts, Qu Yan became somewhat discouraged, lying weakly on the bed, panting heavily, staring at the ceiling, feeling an indescribable mix of emotions.

Seeing Qu Yan's disappointed look, Haibo knelt beneath her naked body like a child who had done something wrong, wanting to apologize and say sorry, but how could he bring himself to say it? How could he back down in something like this? But, but even if he ejaculated like this, he still wouldn't be able to satisfy her.

Seeing the penis condom he had just thrown by the bed, Haibo grabbed it. Looking at Qu Yan lying in front of him, her tall, sexy, fair body, her full breasts heaving, and her rosy cheeks, he said, "Wife, why don't you try this?"

Qu Yan nodded slightly, her eyes filled with hope again.

Chapter 27.

Night in Beijing. A north wind blew outside the window, and the darkness made the lights in the buildings seem even warmer. It was late at night, and in those rooms where the lights were still on, countless men and women were making love passionately on soft beds, satisfying their most primal desires, relieving the fatigue of a day's work, and enjoying the comfort and happiness closest to the essence of humanity.

On a wasteland in the northern suburbs, next to a dirty and chaotic vegetable market, stood a dilapidated small building. Only two households still had faint lights on. From one of the downstairs rooms, the sound of a woman moaning could be faintly heard, sharp, excited, and loud in a non-local accent. Upstairs in Qu Yan's room, a brief silence fell after the woman's unsatisfied moans.

Hai Bo held the penis enlargement device in his hand, a bitter smile creeping onto his face. Was he even a man? Did he need this to satisfy his girlfriend? He glanced at the naked Qu Yan on the bed, tall and sexy, now exuding charm, her eyes filled with hope. He would work hard to give her a good life; that was what he should do. But no matter what, satisfying his girlfriend in bed, and his future wife, was the most important thing.

Hai Bo slipped his penis into the hole at the bottom of the penis enlargement device. It was soft and yielding, almost indistinguishable from Qu Yan's vagina. He had even tightened the opening slightly to ensure the dildo was firmly in place. Qu Yan looked at Hai Bo; tall and strong, the type most women liked. His firm chest and abdominal muscles twitched slightly from the exercise. Then she looked at his crotch, where the dildo on Hai Bo's penis stood proudly erect, trembling slightly. The mushroom-shaped glans had thickened considerably, and its length was a good 14 or 15 centimeters. Although the pinkish color looked a bit artificial, such a magnificent size was befitting Haibo's robust body.

"Wife, would you like to try it?"

Haibo knelt before Qu Yan, holding his penis, and said gently.

Qu Yan nodded shyly. They were both traditional people, and their understanding of sex was almost naive and ignorant. If Cao Shan hadn't reminded her, Qu Yan would never have thought of buying such a thing for Haibo to have sex with her. In fact, she wouldn't have dared to even think about it before. In her eyes, using a toy for sex was shameful and lewd. But now Haibo was going to use his longer and thicker penis to have sex with her, which was natural and even filled with longing. If this could solve their sexual problems, if it could help Haibo regain his confidence, wouldn't that be wonderful? And Haibo was also full of anticipation.

Hai Bo, holding the incredibly realistic imported silicone dildo, knelt between Qu Yan's legs. Qu Yan had already spread her legs, waiting for him. When he saw the pinkish-white silicone glans touch the tight crevice between Qu Yan's mound of flesh, the dildo instantly felt like a part of his own body. Hai Bo felt that the thick, hard mushroom head was the weapon to conquer his girlfriend. He gently pushed the glans into Qu Yan's vagina. The intoxicating tightness and warmth of Qu Yan's vaginal opening transmitted through the silicone to his glans, as if flesh and blood were connected. He was excited and gently pushed it in a little more. The resistance he encountered when inserting it into Qu Yan's vagina was something he had never experienced before, which made him even more excited.

"Ah... gently, it's so big..."

Qu Yan's only man was Hai Bo, whose penis was short. Her cunt had long been accustomed to her boyfriend's size, and now the thick, hard thing was pushing in, making her feel a little pain.

Hai Bo slowed down, gently inserting his penis. He felt a depth he had never explored before; the vagina enveloped him tighter and tighter, feeling increasingly pleasurable. Qu Yan was equally excited, experiencing for the first time the feeling of her vagina being filled. The large glans stretched open her tight flesh walls, rubbing and moving against her soft, sensitive flesh. She was almost going crazy with excitement.

"Mmm...so deep, so comfortable...mmm, husband, slowly, mmm, it's too big,"

Qu Yan moaned contentedly, gently wrapping her arms around Hai Bo's neck. Hai Bo pressed himself against his girlfriend's plump, white body. Qu Yan spread her legs wide, hooking her calves around Hai Bo's waist, thrusting her large, round buttocks to allow him to penetrate even deeper.

Hai Bo slowly began to thrust his penis, lovingly kissing Qu Yan. Her face, resembling that of an Eastern Kate Winslet, wore a wanton expression of excitement. Hai Bo began to thrust faster and deeper.

"Ah...it's...deeper...ah, so thick, so hard, mmm, mmm, so good, so incredibly good, ah..."

Qu Yan moaned ecstatically.

Hai Bo buried his head between Qu Yan's proud breasts, his hands gripping her soft yet firm nipples tightly, pressing them against his face. He then took Qu Yan's nipple into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth. This made Qu Yan even more excited, letting out a long, lingering moan she had never heard before, "Ah...ah...ah..." wave after wave.

Hai Bo looked up at Qu Yan; her head was tilted back, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with excitement, her mouth wide open, moaning freely, breathing heavily. Hai Bo had never seen Qu Yan so excited when being fucked, and Qu Yan felt an unprecedented, immense pleasure. Her lower body was filled to the brim with something huge, and Hai Bo thrust in and out forcefully, making her almost unable to breathe.

Because of the silicone barrier and the Viagra, Hai Bo still didn't feel like ejaculating, which made him even more excited.

"Hmm...hmm, wife, is it good? Is it satisfying?"

Hai Bo whispered, biting Qu Yan's ear and kissing her neck.

"Mmm...good, so good. So thick, so hard, so long...mmm..." Qu Yan gripped Hai Bo's back tightly. Not only did his strong body press down on her, giving her a suffocating pleasure, but the feeling of being filled and rapidly thrusting into her wet, juicy hole was indescribable. The

dim bedside lamp cast their silhouettes on the wall as they made love. The woman's long, beautiful legs were raised high, and the man's strong body pressed against the tall woman's body. The two were excitedly intertwined. At this moment, Hai Bo and Qu Yan experienced unprecedented sexual pleasure. They didn't need to control themselves, they weren't afraid, and they enjoyed the sparks of love created by the friction between his penis and her vagina.

Qu Yan was completely absorbed in Hai Bo's ministrations. An immense pleasure radiated from deep within her vagina, spreading throughout her entire body; the tingling, numb sensation was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, incredibly pleasurable. The only downside was that his penis didn't feel like a real penis in terms of texture and warmth. She thought, if Hai Bo really had such a large penis and could make love to her every day, that would be so wonderful.

Even so, she was utterly satisfied.

A long-suppressed, intense desire erupted within Qu Yan's body at this moment. She clamped Hai Bo tightly between her legs, gazing absently at her boyfriend's flushed face, caressing his broad, muscular chest. Her plump buttocks swayed and moved forcefully, no longer caring that his penis, being small, might slip out.

"Fuck you, fuck you to death, Qu Yan, you're so slutty..."

At this moment, Qu Yan's eyes were slightly closed, her rosy and sexy lips were slightly parted, and her nimble tongue licked her lips from time to time. Her snow-white cheeks and the skin on her chest were flushed with excitement. She cried out wantonly, as if only in this way could she transform the tingling and itchy feeling in her body into a huge pleasure. Seeing the usually dignified Qu Yan so wanton, Hai Bo sped up even more.

How could Qu Yan withstand such ravaging? The lustful side hidden deep inside her was completely aroused. Her full breasts swayed incessantly. She shouted loudly, "Fuck me, husband, fuck me, fuck me to death..."

Hai Bo, wearing a dildo, frantically fucked her tender cunt. Although to most women, this thing was only of average size, for Qu Yan, it was too long, too big, and too thick, making her feel like she was going crazy.

Qu Yan felt an unprecedented surge of pleasure coursing through her body, coursing through her veins and sending waves of ecstasy through her entire being. Her vagina convulsed, and she wanted to scream, but her throat seemed blocked. Her face burned, and she opened her mouth wide to shout, but only managed sheepish moans. She suddenly remembered that the night Zhang Ning came to Beijing, Zhang Ning had made similar sounds several times while being fucked by Cao Shan. She realized she was about to climax.

Excited yet worried, Qu Yan whispered, "Ah…husband…harder, fuck me harder, give it your all, fuck me harder…I, I…I'm coming…ah…"

Hai Bo was also incredibly excited to hear Qu Yan say this; this was something he had never experienced before. He straightened up, grabbed Qu Yan's round, long legs, and knelt beneath her, thrusting his penis wildly. He felt waves of tingling sensation down his spine, but he wasn't quite at the point of ejaculation yet, which gave Hai Bo even more confidence. He increased the force, the speed, and the amplitude; he wanted to bring Qu Yan to orgasm.

Qu Yan could only stifle her moans, which only made the sounds more alluring and lewd. Qu Yan's body was very fair and tender, but now it was rosy and bright. Her breasts swayed with Hai Bo's vigorous movements, and her smooth abdomen rippled with waves of flesh. Hai Bo looked at the woman he was fucking, her plump vulva filled with his dildo, its veins bulging. When the large glans was pulled out, the pink flesh inside Qu Yan's vagina was pulled out. His penis was covered in her vaginal fluid, and Qu Yan's plump opening was coated with a ring of milky white foam. Her plump buttocks slapped loudly as his penis pounded against her, her buttocks undulating, and the area beneath her buttocks was already soaked. This was the first time Hai Bo had seen the fusion of their genitals during sex. Before, when he wanted to see it, his penis would slip out of her opening without him noticing.

Qu Yan's entire body trembled violently. She moaned ecstatically, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her long hair whipping involuntarily. The intense pleasure in her lower body drove her mad, as if all the blood had rushed to the depths of her vagina, then exploded throughout her body with a drug-like surge of pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure was almost unbearable; she only wanted Hai Bo to go even harder, to make her finally climax.

Hai Bo felt Qu Yan's vagina tighten even more. Her legs were on the bed, her spread thighs causing her plump buttocks to sway almost violently. His penis, inserted into her vagina, felt like it had grown a little tail. Hai Bo thrust with all his might.

"Ah! I'm coming! Ah!" Qu Yan collapsed in bliss. An immense pleasure radiated from her body; she felt suffocated, going mad, dying, flying to heaven. Hai Bo also erupted at that moment, his penis swelling and ejaculating, shooting a large amount of semen into his vaginal canister, eventually filling it completely. Haibo watched Qu Yan's body convulsing beneath him. He knew he had finally satisfied his girlfriend; she wouldn't need to masturbate in the bathroom anymore.

After their intense pleasure, Qu Yan and Haibo fell asleep contentedly in each other's arms. Qu Yan's fair and voluptuous body was wrapped around Haibo's athletic frame. They were almost the same height, one with a healthy complexion, the other fair and lovely—a perfect match. They had finally tasted the greatest happiness in lovemaking. As climax descended upon them, both Qu Yan and Haibo had the same thought: if only they had bought this sooner, they wouldn't have suffered those painful experiences in bed. But the disheartened Haibo didn't realize that another problem was looming. While the penis sleeve provided sexual satisfaction for both of them, his penis could no longer truly, truly penetrate Qu Yan's vagina.

The morning sunlight shone on their faces at the bus stop. Qu Yan affectionately linked arms with Haibo, her face radiant with happiness.

Last night, Haibo became a real man, giving his girlfriend the greatest satisfaction. Qu Yan was extremely satisfied with Haibo's performance. No matter what, she no longer needed any other man; Haibo was her only support.

Bob arrived at the company early. His wife, Li Jing, told him that their editor-in-chief's husband, Xu Shaowei, the CEO of a real estate company, wanted to sign a contract with Qu Yan, but Qu Yan refused. He had even called CEO Xu that morning to inquire about the situation. He had originally planned to poach this client, taking advantage of their proximity, but CEO Xu was quite stubborn, insisting that Qu Yan sign, and even saying it could be a big deal. He couldn't understand it. It was the end of the year, everyone was working hard to achieve their targets, and Qu Yan's performance this month wasn't great either; how could she not sign this big contract? If she did sign it, he would have to give her a good talking-to in his department when she arrived.

"Hi Bob, good morning!"

Pushing open the office door, Qu Yan greeted Bob with a beaming smile as she saw him sitting in the manager's cubicle in the inner room.

"Hi, Helen, why are you so happy today?"

Bob couldn't help but ask, seeing Qu Yan's radiant face.

"Nothing much, I'm just happy because I'm going to meet a client soon, and we're basically close to closing the deal."

Of course, Qu Yan wouldn't tell Bob that she was happy because her boyfriend had taken good care of her last night.

"Oh? Really? Which client? Is the order big?"

Bob was secretly delighted. Was he worrying for nothing? Qu Yan was clearly chasing after the deal. He leaned against the cubicle, holding a cup of instant coffee, and asked.

Qu Yan put her bag on the seat, taking off her coat as she said, "Not really, two units, maybe four at most. A fire equipment company, not a big storefront, so we can't invest too much."

Hmm? That doesn't make sense. Bob thought for a moment and then asked, "Isn't it a full-page ad in a real estate company's advertisement?"

"A real estate company? No, that's the only one I'm interested in right now."

Qu Yan had no idea that Bob and Andy had both spoken on the phone; she couldn't connect the dots.

Bob was a little unhappy. He thought Qu Yan was hiding something because he had unilaterally given several advertising deals to Xu Ming to sign, including a small deal with Cao Shan recently, which had caused a lot of resentment among his sales staff. He put on a stern face and said, "Helen, signing deals is good for our department and the company, especially big ones. Is there anything you don't want to share with me? Xu Shaowei, isn't Andy's company very keen to sign an advertising deal with you?"

Hearing Bob mention Andy shocked Qu Yan. Her smiling face froze, and the beastly name sent her plummeting. Andy had harassed her, touched her, pushed her to the ground, pulled down her underwear, and thrust his wicked penis into her body. Although she stopped him in a second, it was Qu Yan's most unbearable memory, because her lower body was stained with the sinful things of another man besides Hai Bo, making her feel unclean. It was like a raped girl hearing someone mention the name of a lecherous rapist.

Qu Yan felt a tightness in her chest, a deep sadness, but she still tried to keep a calm tone as she spoke to Bob.

"Bob, we're not doing that deal."

"Not doing it? Why?"

Seeing Qu Yan's reluctance to elaborate, Bob became even more puzzled.

"No reason, I'm just not signing it."

Qu Yan said coldly, her face expressionless, her hands frantically tidying something up.

"No reason?"

Bob came over and placed a paper cup of instant coffee on Qu Yan's desk. He disliked Qu Yan intensely. She was burly and had a figure that resembled an old woman's, not youthful at all, and lacked any elegance—unlike Yang Fan, who was youthful and beautiful. Bob bluntly asked, "How can there be no reason? It's almost the end of the year, and every department is pushing for sales. If this deal is closed, it will be a godsend for our department. You've been here for months, and you only manage one or two small deals a month. And Cao Shan, who you're on good terms with, has only closed one deal so far. You're my subordinates, I'm an executive, not freeloaders! I understand the client is very interested in our media and has expressed interest in signing a contract. Are you going to let this opportunity slip away? It's fine if you don't sign, but how will the department meet its targets? Do you think I'll be the only one? What's the point of having all of you useless people?"

Bob relentlessly berated her. Qu Yan was extremely upset. She bit her lip, remaining silent, her body trembling with anger. She knew that Lu Hailong, from a rural area in Northeast China, was a shrewd salesman, opportunistic and morally bankrupt. There was simply no way to deal with such a person.

Seeing that Qu Yan remained silent, Lu Hailong thought to himself that she was clearly going against him! He had no idea what Qu Yan had gone through; he only felt that she was going against him. Lu Hailong returned to his seat in the inner room and yelled at Qu Yan, "Qu Yan, aren't you fucking arrogant? You think you can just get away with this little bit of business this month? You motherfucker, you're trying to make trouble for me, fine! If you don't let me meet my quota, you won't make any money either!"

After saying that, he pulled out Qu Yan's advertising contact sheets from the past few days, found the only fire-fighting equipment company, and dialed the number of the person in charge.

"Hello, is this XX company? Hello, hello. So, did a sales representative named Qu Yan contact you about advertising before? Yes, I know. Our advertising media is very effective, you can rest assured. However, I have to inform you that Qu Yan no longer works for us. Out of a sense of responsibility to you, I will immediately send a sales representative named Xu Ming to your company to help you complete this order, and I will follow up throughout the process to ensure you get a good placement. It's alright, it's what I should do. As the company's sales manager, I must prioritize the client's needs and eliminate any impurities from the sales team to protect your interests. It's alright, you're too kind. That's all, I'll bring a sales representative to visit you in a bit. Yes, I'll bring our Beijing Yellow Pages with me. Goodbye!"

Bob hung up the phone, turned around and saw Qu Yan standing there angrily, too angry to speak. Bob smiled slyly and said, "Qu Yan'er, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm going to cut off your worries so you won't have any concerns and will naturally sign the contract. You're picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon. You have a big contract but you won't sign it, and you're trying to get by with this little thing. What? You're feeling wronged?"

"You, you, you... How could you do this? This is my client, my contract!"

Qu Yan was so angry that she cried, her eyes red. If Hai Bo or Cao Shan saw this, they would be heartbroken, but in Bob's eyes, he was unmoved, and might even say she deserved it!

Qu Yan was extremely aggrieved. She put the business notebook she had just taken out back into her bag. She was going to sign the contract and reclaim the advertising that belonged to her.

Bob watched her pack her things and said coldly. "Helen, take the advertising contract out of your bag!"

"Why? I need to sign it, this is my client!"

Qu Yan let the tears stream down her face; her good mood from the morning had vanished completely. She cursed inwardly, how could Lu Hailong be so heartless!

"You sign it? Your client? What makes you think you're their client?"

Lu Hailong took Qu Yan's advertising contact form and tore it up in front of her. He said, "Qu Yan'er, how can you prove this is your client? Also, you haven't submitted your business report to me for a week. According to company regulations, I can fire you at any time! And if you dare to cause trouble for the client, I'll immediately report you for stealing the contract and fire you!"

"You! You! Lu Hailong! Don't push your luck!"

Qu Yan looked at the scraps of paper on the floor, furious. She never expected Lu Hailong to be so despicable and shameless!

"Helen, I told you, I'm just trying to help you in an extreme way. Why don't you sign such big clients? Give me a reason! Otherwise, I'll just think you're going against me! It's almost the end of the year, what are we going to do about our department's sales targets? Why don't you sign big deals instead of arguing with me over small ones?"

Qu Yan was trembling with anger. She didn't need to waste any more words with this beastly sales manager. She didn't know where to go, she just wanted to leave. Qu Yan grabbed her bag and coat and rushed out of the office, just in time to bump into Xu Ming who had just come in.

"Good grief, the big woman's got some power again? Almost knocked me over. Manager, what's wrong?"

Xu Ming asked with a wicked grin as he entered the room.

"Nothing,"

Lu Hailong said irritably. He glanced at Xu Ming, his feelings complicated, and hesitated to speak.

He returned to his seat in the inner room, muttering, "They're all damn troublemakers. Xu Ming, come here!"

Xu Ming, sensing something was wrong when the manager didn't call him by his English name, Dick, and his tone was unpleasant, quickly went over with a fawning smile, offered Lu Hailong a cigarette, and after Lu Hailong took it, lit it for him, cautiously asking, "Manager, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

"I'm asking you, what were you doing using the company computer during overtime?"

Lu Hailong said deliberately in a harsh tone; he couldn't reveal his true intentions first.

Bob usually treated Xu Ming quite well, even snatching several deals for him to sign. Xu Ming, a playboy and very adept at networking, quickly became very close to Bob. Seeing his question, Xu Ming quickly laughed it off, "What could I be doing? Just looking for information."

Lu Hailong blew smoke into Xu Ming's face and said, "Can you give me a break? Damn it, you were browsing porn sites at the company?"

Observing Xu Ming's expression, he noticed that Xu Ming lowered his head in embarrassment, so he tentatively added, "Isn't Mingming an angel?"

Xu Ming panicked a little, glanced at the door, and then whispered, "Manager, don't say anymore, it's all my fault, I won't look at it again, yes, yes, it was me, how did you know?"

Lu Hailong was overjoyed, but his feelings were also very complicated. He was happy that the kid admitted it, and Xu Ming was handsome and had a good physique, but he was worried that he had really let him play with his wife? Lu Hailong remained expressionless and whispered, "Damn it, you need to be careful. Your browsing history is also unclear. Don't you know what people are thinking about me? Be careful next time!"

"Yes, yes, I will definitely be careful," Xu Ming nodded and bowed in agreement. Seeing that Bob didn't pursue the matter any further, he felt relieved and cursed inwardly that he must be more careful in the future. Little did he know that Bob had already set his sights on his target, and he was about to have an extraordinary romantic encounter—fucking the manager's wife's big, slutty cunt!

"Alright, get ready and let's sign a contract."

Lu Hailong breathed a sigh of relief, deciding to test the waters before making any plans. He was only unilaterally agreeing, but would his wife agree? Would the other party agree? Would they dare to do it?

On the way, Bob called his wife, Li Jing, saying he was going to sign a contract with salesman Xu Ming and asked her to come to the company after work that afternoon if she was free.

After hanging up the phone, Bob drove casually and asked, "Hey Xu Ming, I don't quite understand. A handsome guy like you doesn't lack women?"

Xu Ming glanced at Bob and smiled, "Brother Lu, I might not care about anything else, but I'm confident I can attract girls."

Then he said mysteriously, "Don't be offended, but let me tell you, Yang Fan has a thing for me."

Bob glanced at Xu Ming and smirked, "Damn, kid, you're something else. I also think Yang Fan is a great girl, really pretty. Too bad I'm married. So? Didn't manage to get her?"

His words seemed casual, but Bob was secretly a little jealous.

"Hey, you like young girls, but I prefer mature ones. Young girls don't know anything, it's no fun to play with them, and besides, what if I have to take responsibility? I'd be in deep trouble. Let me tell you, I prefer married women, wives, you know? That's more exciting. The sense of accomplishment from sleeping with someone else's wife is just too damn satisfying. Anyway, you know I watch porn sites, so I won't hide it from you. I've got my eye on a young married woman. You know, there are all kinds of people these days. The post was made by her husband, showing his wife naked to others, saying he wants others to sleep with her. There are people like that."

Seeing that Bob wasn't only not disgusted by this kind of thing but was quite interested, Xu Ming became much more unrestrained.

Hearing Xu Ming's words, Bob's heart pounded, and he hurriedly asked, "Really? Of course, there are all kinds of people in society these days. What do you think of the woman you've got your eye on?"

"White, fucking white!"

Xu Ming said lewdly, continuing, "That woman, I don't know what she looks like, but she's quite voluptuous, definitely a married woman, big round ass, and big breasts, it would be so satisfying to fuck her. So white, absolutely a stunner. I was thinking, if I could fuck such a good woman myself, I wouldn't be satisfied, so why would her husband want someone else to fuck her?"

Bob was pretty sure he was right; Xu Ming was talking about his wife, Li Jing. He felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, imagining Xu Ming fucking his wife, his dick hardened, but he still pretended to joke, saying, "Damn, the woman you're talking about looks so much like my wife." This sentence startled Xu Ming, who waved his hands and hurriedly explained, "Brother Lu, don't say that, I wouldn't dare to covet your wife."

Bob smiled slightly, then slowly wiped the smile away, saying, "What's the big deal? If you're thinking about it, so be it. You'll see your sister-in-law again when you get back to the company after meeting the client."

Xu Ming couldn't figure out what Bob meant, and quickly explained, "Brother Lu, you, you, don't joke around with your little brother, okay?" Bob breathed a sigh of relief, freed one hand to pat Xu Ming's shoulder, and said, "Xu Ming, let me tell you, I think my wife is quite charming, but to be honest, I really like Yang Fan, really, genuinely. If you can help me get Yang Fan, I'll tell you from the bottom of my heart, I'd even give you my wife."

Xu Ming was dumbfounded, unable to understand what Bob meant. He felt very awkward, the kind of awkwardness that comes after opening up and then returning to reality. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to stay silent.

Li Jing finished writing a promotional article in the morning and had nothing else to do. Her editor, Chu Yue, approached her to inquire about the contract between her husband Andy's company and her husband Bob's Beijing Yellow Pages. Li Jing felt it wouldn't be a problem; since the client wanted a contract, the advertiser had no reason not to. Chu Yue was just asking on behalf of her husband and didn't think much of it. Li Jing was Chu Yue's favorite employee. Although she was a bit carefree and somewhat promiscuous, she was very capable in negotiating and writing articles, and she was also eloquent and easy to get along with.

Chu Yue was thirty years old. For men, this age is the prime of life, but for women, it's often the age of second marriages and renewed romance. Her husband, Andy, was a successful man, and whether for work or personal needs, he inevitably had affairs. His secretary, Fang Bei, was a stunning beauty. Chu Yue had met her a few times and, despite her respect, her intuition told her that her husband was definitely not someone to be trifled with. And what about her?

Full-figured, sexy, and elegant, with a gentle demeanor, yet her heart was a turbulent sea. Married for many years, she occasionally indulged in little escapades, catering to her husband's preference for tall, voluptuous women, even wearing high heels during sex, which provided a small satisfaction, but it couldn't fill the emptiness in her heart. Chu Yue was attracted to younger men, drawn to the energy and vitality of youth, but her position in media, as editor-in-chief, prevented her from having an affair. After much deliberation, racking her brains, she devised a plan—to create a feature article. This article, titled "Second Life," targeted young people in Beijing, exploring their talents beyond their jobs, comparing their work and interests to create a unique appeal. It was a good idea, and Chu Yue also harbored a secret motive: the feature would inevitably involve contact with many young people, allowing her to find a few suitable candidates.

Chu Yue shared this idea with Li Jing, asking her to keep an eye out. Li Jing, feeling it was no big deal, had lunch and then leisurely drove to Panhai Shengshi to visit her husband. She remembered her husband's phone call earlier, specifically mentioning Xu Ming's name. She recalled their passionate sex that night, when he mentioned a muscular playboy named Mingming Not an Angel. Could it be the same person? Her husband invited her to dinner; did he have some ulterior motive? The thought of perhaps one day, she and her husband engaging in a ridiculous threesome with another boy, letting a handsome but unfamiliar playboy have his way with her in front of her husband, filled Li Jing with a surge of lust mixed with a vague unease. Cao Shan had just returned to the company from Wang Yimei's place .

He had lunch with her at Richang Restaurant in Dongdan. This was his first time at a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant; he ordered salt-baked shrimp, claypot rice, and sago pudding. Although it was Chinese food, the taste was very different from what he usually ate, and he liked the restaurant's decor—it was like the restaurants in the Hong Kong movies he'd watched since childhood. After lunch, he went for coffee with Wang Yimei, chatted for a while, and then returned. The contract has progressed to the point where there's basically nothing left to discuss, except for the advertising plan and drafts, which keep getting revised. This was originally the design department's job, but Wang Yimei insisted he handle it. Every time they met, she would subtly and overtly hint at her intentions, which Cao Shan always pretended not to notice. He was puzzled by Wang Yimei's relentless pursuit of him. Not only for other reasons, but if Jeff found out, they would both be finished. Cao Shan was terrified after telling Shen Si about Wang Yimei's intentions. Shen Si was Jeff's lover, his closest confidante. If Jeff found out about his ambiguous relationship with Wang Yimei, regardless of whether anything had actually happened, he would definitely be fired, and a beating was not out of the question. Of course, Wang Yimei couldn't go too far. Wherever she went with Cao Shan, they were the center of attention. Restaurants and cafes—Wang Yimei wouldn't go too far—but in the office? A little teasing was fine, but she didn't dare keep Cao Shan around too long, fearing her colleagues would become suspicious, and even more so, Jeff's wild guesses. So, as soon as afternoon arrived, Wang Yimei went back to work, and Cao Shan went back to the company as well. When Li Jing arrived at Panhai Shengshi, Cao Shan was the only one in the entire department. Her first impression of this young man was that he was quite handsome and refined, the kind of boy you wanted to cherish, but not effeminate. Li Jing glanced at him, wondering if he was the Xu Ming her husband had mentioned. Cao Shan saw a woman at the door, wearing a loose black sweater with dark blue skinny jeans and casual wedge heels. She had short, round hair with bangs, and wasn't particularly beautiful, but her eyes were crescent-shaped, and her skin was incredibly white and delicate. The jeans clung tightly to the woman's thighs and buttocks, which were round and fleshy, but she only appeared slightly plump, not voluptuous. Cao Shan was too embarrassed to examine her closely. Ever since starting work, he had been plagued by unwanted romantic advances, and he was even a little afraid of strange women. His first impression of Li Jing was that she was fair-skinned and had excellent skin. "Hello, who are you looking for?" Cao Shan stood up and asked politely.

"Oh, hello, I'm Bob's wife, Li Jing. I'm here to see him."

Li Jing responded politely. Seeing that Cao Shan was a bit short, she thought, "This guy is good-looking, just a little short in build."

Upon hearing that she was the manager's wife, Cao Shan quickly led her to Bob's cubicle. Li Jing readily pulled up a chair and sat down. "Bob went out to meet a client, he'll probably be back soon."

"It's alright, don't bother. Young man, what's your name?"

Li Jing asked casually.

"Oh, my name is Cao Shan," Cao Shan replied, sitting back down.

"Oh... Cao Shan..."

Li Jing murmured to herself. Seeing the photos of company employees on the wall, she first glanced at Qu Yan. She noticed that Qu Yan in the photo wasn't exactly beautiful, but she was dignified and had a somewhat masculine appearance. She figured her husband didn't like that type, so she felt relieved. Then, she searched diligently and saw Xu Ming's photo. Her eyes lit up; he was as handsome as Pan An, dashing and dashing. When Li Jing first saw Xu Ming in the photo, her heart even skipped a beat. Xu Ming's handsomeness wasn't the idol-like kind; it was a genuine masculinity and aura of sensuality. Perhaps a young girl would just think he was handsome, but a mature woman like Li Jing could interpret it as an alluring charm, a seductive power that could lure someone to bed with just a glance.

"Hey," Li Jing turned to Cao Shan and asked, "I just heard my husband say that he and your department invited Xu Ming out. Is that him?"

She pointed to Xu Ming's photo.

"Right? When I came back, Manager Lu and the others had already left," Cao Shan replied hastily, startled by her turning around. As soon as Li Jing turned to look at the photo on the wall, Cao Shan glanced at her twice, not quite intentionally. Li Jing wasn't tall; even in wedge heels, she was only about 1.65 meters. Her legs weren't long; they were round and slightly thick, quite fleshy. The jeans seemed a size too small, but her large, round, and plump buttocks resembled Qu Yan's. The jeans accentuated her rounded curves, making her look quite alluring.

Li Jing gave Cao Shan a subtle smile, almost imperceptibly, followed by a light, flippant glance. Her look was somewhat flirtatious, yet her crescent-shaped eyes were beautiful when she smiled. Cao Shan felt his face flush; he'd been caught. Li Jing didn't actually intend to flirt with him. She preferred muscular men, and Cao Shan wasn't her type. That glance was a way of telling the young man, "I've noticed you're looking at me." She knew that young men like him, fresh out of college, were likely single and broke, struggling with their physical needs. It was understandable that they might glance at women occasionally, especially since she was already married; a few glances wouldn't bother her.

"Oh,"

Li Jing said nonchalantly, finding Cao Shan's awkwardness somewhat amusing. "This Xu Ming'er is quite popular, isn't he? He's pretty handsome, I bet a lot of girls like him."

Cao Shan noticed Li Jing asking about Xu Ming repeatedly, and he didn't have a very good impression of her. Why was she prying into his life? Was she a playboy? He didn't want to talk much, but out of respect for Bob, he said, "I don't know much about him either. It seems he has quite a few girlfriends. I've seen a few girls leave work with him."

"I knew it! He's obviously a playboy," Li Jing said, then smiled sheepishly, realizing she'd asked too much. She was always busy and loved to chat. So she continued, "Hey, Cao Shan, right? Just graduated?"

"Yeah, just graduated," Cao Shan replied casually. He wondered if this manager's wife was being a little too talkative.

"Judging from your accent, you're from out of town, right? What's so great about Beijing? It's so much better at home. You can farm some land, build a couple of houses, unlike Beijing where land is so expensive. You out-of-towners can build as big as you want!"

Like many Beijingers, Li Jing thought of out-of-towners as coming from the countryside.

"Hehe," Cao Shan chuckled awkwardly, finding her words rather strange, though he took it to heart.

"You probably don't earn much here in a month, right? A company like yours probably doesn't provide insurance for out-of-towners, right? No wonder, companies cut corners wherever they can. Who doesn't want cheap labor? I see there aren't many Beijingers in your company. Small companies are like that; it's hard to hire Beijingers. If you don't pay enough, they won't work, and you have to provide insurance. Besides, unless Beijingers are particularly incompetent, who would want to work for a company like this? Don't you think so?"

Li Jing rambled on, not because she had a prejudice against out-of-towners, but because this prejudice was so deeply ingrained that she herself didn't even realize it.

"Maybe. I went to university in Beijing, and after graduation, I didn't think about going back. I just stayed in Beijing without thinking too much about it."

Cao Shan genuinely felt that he was different from those from impoverished hometowns who had to migrate to Beijing. His family was relatively well-off and didn't lack money. They could find him a decent job back home. He just wanted to make a name for himself in Beijing while he was young. Even that wasn't the main reason; he didn't have much of a plan. He just stayed in Beijing because his classmates did.

If anything, it was the feeling that he was freer in Beijing. He had been controlled by his family for over ten years and wanted to enjoy a few years without them. Besides, if he went home, he would have to consider his family's feelings, and a relationship with Zhang Ning was even more impossible.

"You live pretty far away, right? We have people from other places in our company too, good heavens, some even outside the Fourth Ring Road, some from Tongzhou and Changping! I mean, aren't they just asking for trouble? Two hours to work

, two hours to get off work, no way to waste your life like that. People from the city live in basements, damp and with absolutely nothing. You wouldn't believe me, not even a TV, they listen to the radio. It's like going back to the 70s. Everyone's crammed into Beijing, what's the point? I really don't understand what people from other places are thinking. You talk about striving, ideals? That's impossible. When there's an opportunity, don't they give it to Beijingers first?

Then it's your turn to come from other places. Beijing is the capital, there are lots of opportunities, but how many are actually available to you? This company is pretty good, lots of people come to Beijing to work, selling vegetables, frying dough sticks, driving tricycles, selling newspapers. La la la la la la, I'm a little expert at selling newspapers, isn't this the old society?"

Li Jing said again, even starting to sing, which Cao Shan found jarring, but she still made him laugh.

"Hehe, I'm not as miserable as you say. I just play computer games and play the piano sometimes,"

Cao Shan said with a smile.

"Play the piano? What kind of piano? A piano? Really?"

Li Jing was somewhat impressed by Cao Shan's mention of playing the piano. In her eyes, outsiders were all dirty, never bathed, with stinky feet, unwashed hair, bad breath, loud noise, and spitting everywhere. His somewhat reserved and shy demeanor was quite different from her image of outsiders.

"No, a guitar,"

Cao Shan replied simply, not wanting to start a long conversation. Firstly, Li Jing's impression of outsiders made him uncomfortable, and secondly, she was the manager's wife; what was a salesman like him doing chatting idly?

"Wow, I didn't realize you were such an artsy type! Hey, is this guitar yours?"

Li Jing asked, noticing a wooden guitar leaning against the wall.

"No, a girl gave it to Xu Ming a couple of days ago. I heard he can play, so Xu Ming left it here,"

Cao Shan said, glancing at the guitar.

"Hey, I'm free right now anyway, did I bother you? How about you play me a song? Let me hear it."

Li Jing became interested, thinking about the task Chu Yue had assigned her, she wondered if Cao Shan might be the first candidate she had in mind.

"No, no, I'm not busy, but it's not appropriate at the company, is it?"

Cao Shan had reservations; playing guitar at the company, for a new salesman like him, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

"It's fine, Bob wouldn't dare criticize you or me. Let me tell you, I'm a magazine editor, and we happen to have a similar theme. Sing me a song, and maybe I'll interview you and put you in the magazine."

Li Jing was quite interested, taking out her MD player and placing it on the table as she spoke.

Seeing that Li Jing seemed genuinely interested, and considering she was a magazine editor, Cao Shan thought this might be an opportunity. He picked up the old guitar by the wall, tuned it, and, not daring to strum loudly, slowly began to play fingerstyle arpeggios and sing.

As I walk down every street here, my heart seems never to find peace. Aside from the roar of engines and the silhouettes of dilapidated buildings, I seem to hear its dying gasps and laughter. I laugh here, I cry here, I live here and I die here, I pray here, I am lost here, I search here and I lose my life here. Beijing cafes and squares are three blocks apart, like the distance from neon lights to the moon. People warm themselves in ambiguity, embracing and searching for a dreamlike spring. We laugh here, we cry here, we live here and I die here, we pray here, we are lost here, we search here and I lose my life here. Beijing If one day I have to leave, I hope my friends will not forget me. Here I can feel my existence. Here there are too many things I cherish. I laugh here, I cry here, I live here and I die here, I pray here, I am lost here, I search here and I lose my life here. Beijing, life here…

Last time Cheng Min met Wang Yimei, he couldn't get a word in edgewise, so he scribbled a short poem on a napkin. Later he wrote some more, set it to music, and was very satisfied with himself. The song was truly amazing. Not only was Li Jing completely captivated, but it also attracted several out-of-town salesmen. All of them were from the lower rungs of society and resonated deeply with the song. Two or three of the girls even had tears in their eyes, like swooning fans. Perhaps in their minds, people who could write songs, sing, and play guitar were unattainable; they never expected their colleague to have such talent.

"It's fantastic, really, so amazing! Hey, maybe I'll actually interview you. Seriously, I'm so moved by you! It's so good, so wonderful!"

Li Jing kept praising the song as she stopped the MD player, even wiping her eyes a couple of times. This made Cao Shan quite embarrassed. He hadn't received any praise for his music in a long time, and he scratched his head awkwardly. He'd even forgotten that he used to be a popular figure at school, captivating countless girls with his guitar and singing voice, including Zhang Ning and Qu Yan. The girl, captivated by Cao Shan's performance while leaning against the doorframe, didn't realize that what they were hearing and witnessing wasn't a miracle of an ordinary person, but Cao Shan's instinct. He had always been like this, only the pressures of life forced him to put down his guitar and pick up the phone and contracts.

"What's going on? Why is it so lively? Okay, okay, what are you all doing? Go back to your departments. What happened? Something went wrong?"

The voice grew closer as Bob returned with Xu Ming.

Li Jing, who had just been immersed in the emotion of Cao Shan's music, secretly felt a surge of joy upon seeing the man behind her husband. Was this Xu Ming? He was handsome and quite strong.

"What happened?"

Bob asked Li Jing.

"Nothing, I was waiting for you, and since I was bored, I saw you had a guitar here. This young man said he could play a few notes, so I asked him to play a song, and he was actually quite good."

Li Jing glanced at Xu Ming behind her husband and said to Bob.

"Ha!"

Bob patted Cao Shan on the shoulder casually and said, "Not bad, Cao Shan, I didn't know you had this talent? Can you sing 'Cuihua Serves Sauerkraut'? Sing it for me."

"Manager Lu, I can't sing that, I'm just playing around." Cao Shan never did anything like playing the guitar to a brick wall.

"What kind of singing is it if you can't even sing 'Cuihua'? Alright, stop now. This time it was my wife's request, I won't pursue it, but next time don't sing it to just anyone, it'll look bad if Jeff sees it, you know? What are you thinking? Our department has turned into a nightclub? Get your business back on track, don't just sit around doing nothing all day."

After saying that, Bob ignored Cao Shan. Cao Shan felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been thrown from a beautiful past back to a cruel reality.

Yes, he was no longer the popular lead singer of the band in school, but a penniless salesman. Playing the guitar was considered a waste of time, talking to clients was his job.

"Well, Manager Lu, if there's nothing else, I'll go out and meet a couple of clients."

Cao Shan sheepishly got up, seeking Bob's opinion. He didn't want to stay at the company anymore; it was only 3 o'clock, he might as well go out and have some fun.

"Go ahead," Bob said without even turning his head.

Xu Ming followed behind Bob. He had just gone out to meet the clients, and Bob's words about his wife were still echoing in his mind. Seeing the manager's wife, he had a vague feeling of familiarity. He couldn't connect the naked young woman he had seen on the forum with the woman in front of him—it was too absurd—yet she seemed very similar. She was of average height and had a voluptuous figure. Moreover, the manager's wife was really fair-skinned, very fair, fair and tender. Xu Ming really liked women with fair skin, especially a seemingly ordinary woman like the manager's wife, but upon closer inspection, she was full of charm and allure. Of course, even if he had a hundred lives, he would only dream about it secretly. How could he dare to hope that he could actually sleep with this woman?

"My wife must be getting impatient, right? Come on, let me introduce you. This is my colleague, Xu Ming," Bob said, turning to Xu Ming. "Xu Ming, this is your sister-in-law, Li Jing."

"Hello, sister-in-law, just call me Xiao Xu, my English name is Dick."

Xu Ming reached out and gently held Li Jing's small, white hand. It was soft and smooth, making his eyes light up.

"Hello, don't call me sister-in-law, just call me Li Jing," Li Jing replied, feeling Xu Ming's strong, dry hand, large and warm.

Bob watched as the two acted politely on the surface, but their eyes were actually sparkling with attraction. This made him conflicted. His plan to have Xu Ming sleep with his wife was one step closer, and both were satisfied. Yet, the thought of his wife being with someone else made him feel terrible. Perhaps every cuckolded man is filled with contradictions, seeking pleasure from these conflicting emotions.

"Alright, we've all met. Little Xu, come over often when you're free. Um, honey, how about we go home? Didn't you say you were going to buy something for your mom?"

"Goodbye, sister-in-law. Manager Lu, I need to tidy up the contract I just signed."

Xu Ming greeted her politely, then whispered to Bob, "I'll bring it to you when my commission comes in."

Xu Ming was completely captivated by Li Jing. This young woman wasn't beautiful or tall, but she possessed a unique charm—a beauty that was hard to define as either wanton or alluring. Xu Ming didn't dare dream of sleeping with her, but he felt he could at least fantasize about it and find an opportunity to get closer.

Bob nodded slightly and took Li Jing's hand, leading her out.

Downstairs, Bob looked at Li Jing with a mischievous grin and asked, "So? You seem pretty satisfied with the handsome guy I found for you?"

"I hate you~" Li Jing lightly hit Bob and said, "What? You really want to play for real? Let me tell you, there's no going back now. Once you take this step, there's no turning back. I have no objection."

"Okay, take your time, take your time."

Bob smiled, pulled Li Jing into his arms, walked to the car, sat down, started the engine, and drove away.

Bob now owns a car and a house, and has married a Beijing woman. He's settled down in the capital. But here, there are many migrant workers from other places who are still struggling to make ends meet and are being bullied, like Hai Bo and Qu Yan. Qu Yan was furious with Bob when she arrived at the company that morning. A deal she was about to sign was canceled in the blink of an eye, and she was also subjected to ridicule. She could only cry to Hai Bo. The two ate lunch together and talked for a long time before they finally calmed Qu Yan down. As they walked back, Haibo saw Bob's car drive away. He couldn't help but spit in the direction of the car and curse, "What the hell!"

Shen Si, the company's top beauty, second only to one person and dozens of others, drove into the office building courtyard.

After parking the car, she picked up her designer handbag from the passenger seat, opened the door, and stretched out a long, slender, beautiful leg. That leg, clad in dark brown cashmere pantyhose and black high heels on her delicate feet, was incredibly alluring. If a photo of it were captured, it would be enough to make any guy masturbate. Shen Si swayed her round, pert buttocks as she got out of the car, her legs almost giving way. Having just returned from Microsoft, Jim was now acting like he was on a stimulant whenever he saw Shen Si, using every trick in the book to get her to have sex. At the hotel, Jim had changed condoms three times, bringing her to orgasm four times.

Arriving at the company, Shen Si went straight into Jeff's office and plopped down on the soft sofa. Her legs were incredibly sore; she didn't want to move.

Jeff sat down next to Shen Si with a smile, pulling the beauty into his arms. He asked tenderly, "Baby, how's it going?"

Shen Si leaned back on the sofa, too lazy to move. Jeff's large hands roamed restlessly over her soft body, but she ignored them. She glanced at the bag on the desk and said listlessly, "The contract is finally signed; it's in the bag."

Jeff was overjoyed. Two big deals this year—if he could close just one, the year wouldn't have been wasted; at the very least, he'd make a small profit. He slipped his hand inside Shen Si's cashmere sweater, grasping her plump breasts, which he loved most, and said softly, "The contract is just an external thing; don't worry about it. How's Jim treating you?"

As Jeff spoke, he couldn't help but swallow.

Shen Si gave a bitter smile, looking at her boyfriend's abnormal expression, and said, "Jeff, do you hope Jim did something to me, or didn't he?"

"Baby, of course I'm concerned about you. Did Jim bully you again?"

Jeff rolled over and pinned Shen Si down, straddling her and rubbing his crotch against her.

Shen Si nodded weakly. She was too ashamed to speak of it. Although Jeff knew about her having sex with Jim, and she never hid it, as a mistress, seeing her boyfriend's anticipation knowing she had sex with someone else made her very uncomfortable.

Jeff, seeing that Shen Si had been taken advantage of by Jim again that day, became even more excited. He rubbed against Shen Si's tall, slender body like a big yellow dog, relentlessly asking, "Christie, I'm heartbroken. I really can't bear to lose you, and I don't want to see you ruined by another man. But, no matter what, he's a client. You know Jim's character, you know? Every time you go to him, my heart breaks."

Shen Si chuckled, watching Jeff's act. Jeff treated her very well; he was considerate, willing to spend money, and would use all sorts of methods to make her happy. Shen Si felt very happy with Jeff, so she was devoted even without a formal relationship. But on this point, Jim had succeeded time and time again, and Jeff's tolerance chilled Shen Si. Jeff, his lust rising, buried his head in Shen Si's chest, nuzzling up to kiss her face, showing no sign of heartbreak. Shen Si held his head, preventing him from going any further. She stared at Jeff with wide eyes, saying each word clearly, "Jeff, tell me, if I were your wife, or if Ivy wanted to do this, if your body were possessed by another man, would you still be indifferent?"

Jeff gave an awkward laugh, avoiding Shen Si's gaze, and chuckled, changing the subject, "Christie, why bring up that ugly woman? Would anyone like her? Unlike you, beautiful and with a great figure, countless men can't resist you. That big tigress Ivy, people run away at the sight of her. Baby, I miss you, let's do it, okay?"

Jeff, trembling, magically stripped naked, then lifted Shen Si's cashmere sweater, ready to get down to business.

Shen Si hurriedly dodged, twisting her body to prevent Jeff from succeeding. "Ugh, Jeff, what are you doing? You're getting bolder and bolder. This is the company, ugh! Let go! What if someone comes in?" "

No, no, who would dare to barge into the general manager's office? Come on, baby, I've missed you so much, I want you, I want you!" Jeff pounced on Shen Si, skillfully tearing off her cashmere sweater and unhooking her bra. Jeff was much more skilled at unhooking Shen Si's bra than his wife, Wang Yimei. He always felt that Wang Yimei's body was too full and tall, even her breasts, too large and lacking in beauty. Before him stood two firm, white breasts, proudly erect on Shen Si's chest. He bent down, took one of the hardened nipples into his mouth, and gently scraped it with his tongue. Shen Si's desire was aroused again. She hugged his head, her long fingers running through his neatly trimmed hair, and groaned as she lay back on the sofa.

Hai Bo, holding Qu Yan's hand, strolled along the corridor not far from the company. Qu Yan hadn't recovered from her heartbreak.

"Hai Bo, I really don't want to do this anymore. Bob is too much! My advertising contract was about to be signed, and he snatched it and gave it to Xu Ming. What am I supposed to do now?"

"It's okay, it's okay, we'll start over. Just consider it feeding the dog."

Hai Bo tried to comfort his girlfriend in his own way.

"How can it be so easy? This deal isn't much, but it'll still earn me over a thousand yuan. We don't have much money to begin with, why should we give it to him? What if he does this again? Tell me!"

Qu Yan pouted at her boyfriend.

"Fine, I'll talk to Bob sometime and tell him not to push his luck."

Haibo was just trying to act tough. Talk to Bob? Who did Bob even know? Bob was the only sales manager in the entire company besides Shen Si who had ever signed a cover advertisement. What could a good-for-nothing salesman like him, who was almost fired,

possibly talk to Bob about? "No way, what's the point of reasoning with that kind of person?" Qu Yan was still furious.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be angry. It's already come to this. It's not good for us to get sick from getting angry." Haibo pulled Qu Yan's hand and strolled towards the company.

On the large sofa in the general manager's office, a naked man and woman were passionately making love. Shen Si was tall and had a voluptuous figure. Although slender, she was not lacking in breasts and buttocks. Her small breasts were full and firm, bulging on her chest as if they could squeeze out milk. Her buttocks, though not wide and fat, were round and fleshy, white and perky. Shen Si's two long, straight legs were spread wide apart, suspended in the air. Jeff's hard penis was inserted into her unusually sexy cunt, moving freely. He could never get enough of Shen Si's body; even a top model couldn't compare. What excited Jeff even more was that his lover's amazing cunt, which he had just fucked until it was dripping wet, had just been penetrated by another man's penis, and there might still be some of Jim's semen inside. Jeff lewdly imagined Jim pinning his lover down and wildly fucking Shen Si's cunt, and he became even more excited. His big cock thrust rapidly in and out of Shen Si's cunt, making Shen Si pant heavily.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm... ah... ah... ah... husband, be gentle, ah... today, you... how come, mmm, ah, are so strong, you're killing me, mmm, mmm, mmm."

Shen Si held Jeff's head, enjoying her lover kissing her breasts, enjoying his warm, dry hands caressing every inch of her smooth skin, and enjoying the immense pleasure brought by Jeff's hard penis penetrating deep into her cunt.

Jeff's entire body was pressed between Shen Si's slender legs, his penis filling Shen Si's cunt completely, the genitals making a squelching sound as they thrust in and out, Shen Si's juices overflowing again, covering his hard penis.

"Fuck you, I want to fuck you. Honey, did Jim do this to you just now? How many times did you let him do it? Hmph, hmph," Jeff relentlessly fucked Shen Si while asking her about her intercourse with Jim.

"Ugh, stop asking, I don't want to talk about it, um, um, um," Shen Si couldn't stand Jeff's lewd attitude. She knew Jeff liked to hear it; he got even more excited when he heard about her body being violated by Jim.

"Tell me, tell me, I'm willing to listen, I'm okay, I can accept it, alright. Honey, tell me how many times he did it to you."

Jeff's huge cock thrust even faster, making Shen Si almost unable to take it anymore.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, four times, four times. Ah, ah." Shen Si was also aroused by the huge cock, and couldn't care less about being reserved as she cried out.

Jeff became even more excited, thrusting his huge cock hard while grabbing Shen Si's full breasts and kneading them forcefully. "Slut, slut! It's fine if it's just a casual fling, but you let him do it so many times. Tell me, tell me, do you like him?"

According to most people's thinking, if a man finds out that his woman has been violated by another man, and done to more than once, he would definitely be furious and slap her across the face. But Jeff didn't slap her face; he slapped her cock.

"No, no, Honey, I don't want to be with him, I was forced, ah, ah, ah, Jeff, I only love you, everything I did was for you, Jeff, treat me well, okay? Don't despise me, just kill me, ah, ah."

Shen Si was still most infatuated with Jeff. Although he wasn't young, he possessed a unique beauty of a mature man—calm, dashing, and eloquent. Moreover, his skills in bed were excellent, always making Shen Si feel extremely comfortable. Was

Jeff truly indifferent to Shen Si having sex with other men? Was he a cuckold? Not really.

Jeff absolutely couldn't tolerate Wang Yimei's infidelity, but as for Shen Si, in his heart, Shen Si wasn't his wife, and he didn't want her to become his wife in the future. Since Shen Si would eventually be someone else's wife, what did it matter if someone else played with her? Besides, wasn't he already having sex with someone else? Wang Yimei was Jeff's cell phone, his own property, containing his secrets. Shen Si, on the other hand, was like an office phone; although he used it, it wasn't truly his, and he wouldn't cherish it as much. Jeff loved Shen Si, and he didn't want to know that Jim had repeatedly slept with the woman he loved. But hearing Shen Si's hesitant, evasive, and shy description of her and Jim's intercourse, though only briefly mentioned, stirred up a flood of thoughts. He felt ashamed and resentful, yet also experienced a masochistic pleasure.

Haibo and Qu Yan strolled downstairs. Qu Yan felt that Bob was going too far, already taking advantage of them, and they couldn't tolerate it any longer. Haibo, however, hoped that a little impatience would ruin everything; he should just endure it, and if Bob continued, he wouldn't be so lenient. Haibo's biggest worry was his insignificant position in the company; he was practically useless and had no leverage to stand up for his girlfriend.

"Haibo, Bob is clearly bullying me this time. If I tolerate this, he'll only push his luck further. He'll steal every single order I place because he knows I can't protect my ads. All my hard work will be for nothing, Haibo… are you just going to stand by and watch me get bullied?"

Qu Yan said angrily, almost pouting.

"I… Qu Yan, that's not what I meant. Let's think this through. Besides, as the manager, he wouldn't dare to keep stealing orders, would he? There's no point in arguing with the manager. Listen to my advice,"

Haibo continued earnestly.

Qu Yan felt Haibo was too fond of appeasement, too prone to letting small things ruin big plans. This was precisely a sign of his cowardice. Qu Yan sighed and said to Hai Bo, "Fine, then, you don't need to worry about it. I'll go talk to Jeff myself."

"No, no, don't!"

Hai Bo blocked Qu Yan's path, holding her hand and saying, "Don't be so impulsive, okay? Do you think talking to Jeff will help?" "

Whether it will help or not, you'll only know after you go. Being afraid of this and that like you, in the end anyone can take you down! Hai Bo, your girlfriend was bullied, and all you do is advise me to let it go? You really don't want to fight for me?"

Qu Yan was a little angry, and even more heartbroken, chilled by Hai Bo's cowardice.

Hai Bo, seeing the disappointment in Qu Yan's eyes, couldn't bear it any longer and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine, Qu Yan, I'll go find Christie right now, no, I'll go directly to Jeff!"

"Okay."

Qu Yan smiled, seeing that Hai Bo was finally willing to help her.

The company's boss and the business manager/vice president were naked and intertwined, enjoying the pleasure of intercourse.

Jeff wrapped his arms around Shen Si's smooth, slender waist, his hands supporting her round, white, and fleshy buttocks. Shen Si's long legs were draped over Jeff's body, their fair and slender lines driving any man wild.

"Honey, I'm crazi. Ah, ah, Christie, you're so beautiful, so beautiful."

Jeff kissed Shen Si passionately, his large penis thrusting and pounding into her dripping, wet cavern. He was fucking Shen Si until she felt like she was ascending to heaven.

"Husband, don't stop, ah... harder, faster, quicker... ah, I'm coming, um, um. Ah..."

Shen Si arched her body, her long, model-like figure forming elegant and alluring curves. She craved the man's powerful penetration; only when the man's pile driver-like penis slammed into the depths of her flesh cavern could she be satisfied.

Haibo and Qu Yan went upstairs. Haibo hesitated again and said to Qu Yan, "Qu Yan, how about I... I'll talk to Jeff when I run into him sometime."

"Haibo, you..."

Qu Yan was furious at Haibo's hesitation.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right now, I'll go right now. I'd go through fire and water for you." With that, she walked nervously toward the general manager's office.

"Hmm, hmm, did Jim drive you crazy just now?"

Jeff was having sex with Shen Si and couldn't forget Jim having sex with his girlfriend.

"No, no, I only like you, I love you, husband..."

Shen Si hugged Jeff's strong body tightly and called out passionately.

"Honey, I know Jim can satisfy you too, ah, ah, otherwise you wouldn't have let him do it to you four times. Let's call him sometime, the three of us can do it together, okay? Let me see just how fierce Jim is! You agree, you agree!"

Jeff stopped thrusting and instead blocked the entrance with his penis, rotating it continuously.

Shen Si was almost at orgasm from Jeff's fucking, but when he stopped, the agonizing sensation was unbearable for Shen Si. "Husband...husband...don't stop, I promise, I promise, please...please, save me, save me, save me..."

Shen Si screamed, twisting her round, perky buttocks, looking incredibly slutty, completely devoid of her usual dignity and reserve.

"Honey, I want you, I want you..."

Jeff increased his speed and intensity. His penis, like a piston, thrust between Shen Si's legs—legs coveted by countless men. Shen Si's tight, throbbing pussy convulsed incessantly. She pressed against Jeff, her slender, beautiful body trembling violently. Jeff's penis, gripped tightly by her pussy, tingled at the glans, and he couldn't help but shudder. After arduous effort, they finally reached the peak of happiness.

But just then, the office door was suddenly flung open, and Hai Bo barged in. He had never spoken to Jeff before; perhaps he didn't know, perhaps he was nervous, and forgot to knock, but he hadn't expected such a blunder.

Hai Bo pushed open the general manager's office door, "Jeff, I, I wanted to see you…"

Before he could even utter the word "talk," he froze in the doorway. He witnessed the most unthinkable sight: Shen Si and Jeff, completely naked, were having sex! Jeff had already ejaculated when he suddenly heard the office door open. Startled, he instinctively stood up, his penis still trembling and ejaculating. As he stood up, Shen Si's naked body was completely exposed to Hai Bo's eyes, including the deep, milky-white orifice between her spread legs, constantly gushing out thick semen. Jeff's thick, milky-white semen sprayed all over Shen Si.

Jeff was terrified; his penis felt like a high-speed train suddenly slammed on the brakes. The surge of excitement cooled instantly, and he felt a sharp pain as if his penis was about to shatter. Jeff looked around and realized it was one of the company's salesmen. Enraged, he yelled. "Get out! Get out of here!"

Haibo finally came to his senses and fled in panic, his mind filled with Shen Si's naked body. Shen Si's body was facing the door, and just now she spread her legs, and Haibo had seen a large patch of downy skin between her snow-white legs. But he felt no excitement, only unease. He knew he had messed up badly.

Jeff and Shen Si were extremely annoyed. They had both ejaculated, both had reached orgasm, and at the last minute, a little punk ruined their good time.

"Who was that person? Was he a company employee?"

Jeff asked, pulling up his pants, his hands trembling with anger.

Shen Si was also very frustrated. This was the second time she and Jeff had been caught having sex. Cao Shan was one thing, but being seen by this idiot meant he had probably seen her cunt. Shen Si, still dressed, gritted her teeth and said resentfully, "That's right, Hai Bo from Department Three."

"Hai Bo? Is that the Hai Bo you wrote about in your report last time, the only one in the entire company who hadn't closed a single deal in three months? Wasn't he fired?"

Jeff had no recollection of Hai Bo, but she remembered the name. In Jeff's mind, his name was synonymous with idiot. Even if advertising was difficult, not closing a single deal in three months was idiocy.

Shen Si helplessly shrugged and said, "I originally wanted to give him another month..."

Actually, she had promised Cao Shan. But now, no one could save Hai Bo.

"Give him a chance? You're giving a pig a chance! Call the finance department over right now, I'm firing him immediately!"

With that, Jeff angrily tucked her shirt into her pants, yanked open the door, and stormed out.

Qu Yan had just sat down when she heard Jeff's roar coming from the general manager's office. Startled, she rushed to the door and saw Haibo running towards her in a panic. Qu Yan asked, "Haibo, what's wrong?"

Haibo's face turned pale with fright, his face contorted in

shock. As he ran, he said, "It's all over, Qu Yan, it's all over!" Before Qu Yan could recover, Haibo had just entered their department when Jeff, glaring angrily, chased after him, followed by the finance manager.

Jeff blocked the entrance to the third department, one hand on his hip, the other trembling as he pointed at Haibo, speechless for a long time. He stammered, "You, you, you, you..." before finally exploding, "Your name is Haibo, right? I'm officially informing you, you're fired! A salesperson who can't close deals is a piece of trash, a complete idiot! Three months without a single sale, what face do you have to still be here wasting your time? You're living on your basic salary every month, what face do you have to live in Beijing! Our company isn't a welfare institution; we don't support idlers, especially stupid and incompetent ones like you! I order you, starting this second, you are no longer an employee of Panhai Shengshi, but the most unwelcome person in the company! Go find finance to settle your accounts, and get out of the company in five minutes! Get out!"

With that, Jeff stormed off, his face contorted with rage. He was still resentful about not having the satisfaction of ejaculating; compared to not having the satisfaction of fucking Shen Si, what was firing an employee? What does it matter if you ruin the future of a migrant worker?

People dispersed, leaving only Haibo and Quyan, their spirits plummeting, standing there blankly, at a loss.

Chapter 29

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Haibo was still unemployed.

When Cao Shan returned to his residence, the light was on in Haibo's room. He pushed open the door and saw Haibo and Quyan sitting in chairs, heads bowed and silent. Haibo's unemployment was a heavy blow to them.

Cao Shan was also very surprised to learn that Haibo had been fired by Jeff in a flash. Quyan sighed and explained what had happened: how Bob had bullied her and stolen her orders, how Haibo was so angry that she wanted to confront Jeff, but unexpectedly stumbled upon Jeff and Shen Si having sex, and how Jeff became enraged. Finally, she sighed and said, "Sigh, it's all my fault. I was so willful and dragged Haibo down."

Haibo bent over, holding his head in his hands, looking pained and listless. He said weakly, "Qu Yan, it's not your fault. It's just my bad luck. I knew that Christie and Jeff had an improper relationship, but who knew they would dare to do that kind of thing at the company."

Cao Shan was also furious when he heard this and cursed, "Damn it! Is that bastard Bob addicted to stealing orders? Last time, he gave my order to Xu Ming. Damn it, he gave your order to Xu Ming too. Are they gay?" Back then, the term "best buddies" didn't exist yet.

"Fuck him, may his ass rot! Cao Shan, I'm not working here anymore, you'd better take good care of Qu Yan for me, and you also have to watch out for that son of a bitch Bob. He's a fucking scoundrel, a bastard! Fuck, I see now, I'm not sad at all about being fired, damn it, if this place doesn't want me, there are plenty of other places that will. I've also realized, there aren't any good people in this company." Hai Bo cursed, forgetting that Qu Yan and Cao Shan were still at the company.

"Fuck, his wife came today too, she looks really weird, just so fucking white, she's obviously a slut, fuck, Lu Hailong's behavior definitely can't satisfy that slut. Or I'll fucking fucking kill that slut to get revenge for you! I..." He only remembered that Hai Bo was also impotent after saying that, and felt embarrassed, so he swallowed his words. But fortunately, Hai Bo's hatred was all directed at Bob and Jeff, so he didn't care about that.

"Jeff is such a fucking bastard. Shen Si is such a good girl, why did she have to be with that farmer? With Shen Si's looks, figure, education, and temperament, she could have found anyone, why did she have to be his mistress?" Actually, Cao Shan felt most sorry for Shen Si after knowing that Jeff had messed with her again. In his heart, Shen Si was a million times better than Jeff.

Hai Bo was still listless, like a wilted eggplant, and said, "They're all the same. Flies don't land on eggs without cracks. If Shen Si wasn't a slut, would she have let Jeff do it in the office? They're not short of money for hotel rooms, are they? Are they that promiscuous? They can't even walk a few steps without having to do it in the office?"

Cao Shan didn't want Hai Bo to speak ill of Shen Si. He knew that Shen Si and Jeff had their own difficulties, but at this critical moment, he couldn't refute him. She simply advised, "Alright, Haibo, it's too late to complain now. Cheer up, buy a job posting tomorrow, go to the job fair, I bet you'll find a job. I'll keep an eye out for you too."

Haibo finally looked up gratefully at Cao Shan and said, "I still have to fucking look after you, buddy! Thanks! Don't worry, a poor man can't be driven to desperation. I have work experience, who am I afraid of? It's just that I'm too damn underutilized here. Advertising is too difficult, and this is a good opportunity to change industries, otherwise I'll ruin myself sooner or later." Haibo hurriedly tried to justify himself.

"Ahem, Haibo," Qu Yan hadn't said anything, just listened quietly. Even though she felt sad that Haibo was fired, she knew in her heart that it was ultimately because of Haibo's poor performance. He had joined the company with her, and they had only closed one advertising deal, which was given to him by Qu Yan. In other words, Haibo had been living off his base salary for the past few months, and no boss could tolerate such an idle person in the company. He then advised him, "Haibo, it's not easy to find another job, and you also need to think of ways to improve your business negotiation skills, otherwise you'll be stuck here like this, with no matter what you do, your performance won't be good."

"Alright, alright, don't worry about that. Gold always shines; the important thing is to find the right place. Besides, don't you know my capabilities now?" He finished with a lewd grin at Qu Yan.

Qu Yan sighed helplessly and didn't say anything more. The penis enlargement device Cao Shan bought for Hai Bo did help him regain his confidence, but this unfounded confidence annoyed Qu Yan.

The three chatted for a while longer before Cao Shan went back to his room to sleep. Despite being unemployed, Hai Bo's dejected mood couldn't suppress his lust. He coaxed and pleaded with Qu Yan to start having sex.

Cao Shan lay alone on the bed, looking at the moonlit night outside the window, listening to Qu Yan screaming as Hai Bo fucked her next door. He thought to himself, "Hai Bo can fuck Qu Yan like that with just a dildo; if it were me, Qu Yan would be driven to the brink of collapse."

Qu Yan knelt naked on the bed, her plump, tall body and large buttocks protruding as she faced away from Hai Bo. Hai Bo, holding a penis enlargement device, inserted the oversized dildo into Qu Yan's tender vagina, slid it down her plump buttocks. Qu Yan wasn't in the mood today; Hai Bo's unemployment had only worsened their already difficult situation. She had no interest in enjoying sex, but Hai Bo was inexplicably excited. She had no choice but to comply with her boyfriend; after all, it was his right to have sex with her.

Hai Bo held Qu Yan's round, plump buttocks, thrusting his penis in and out hard, saying as he went, "Hmph, Qu Yan, how does it feel? Comfortable, right? Pretty full, isn't it? Fuck, I saw Jeff's penis today, it's just so-so, all men's penises are pretty much the same. Shen Si, that bitch, is really sexy, slim and fucking curvy, has everything she should have, her legs are so thin and long, really, I think she's a stunner."

"Mmm, mmm," Qu Yan raised her big, plump buttocks high, burying her head between her arms, silently enduring Hai Bo's thrusts from behind. She wasn't thinking about Jeff, but about Cao Shan. All men's penises are pretty much the same, at least Cao Shan's is much better and bigger than Hai Bo's, it's just that she can't have any improper relationship with him. At first, she thought Hai Bo was having sex with her because he lost his job and had nowhere to vent his resentment, but it turns out it was because he saw Shen Si's naked body. Shen Si was a top-tier beauty in the company—tall and pretty. If you were to find a reference point, back then, Shen Si's height and figure were very similar to Tang Wei's: 1.73 meters tall, slender yet curvaceous.

Qu Yan didn't want to ask, but couldn't help saying, "Um, um, um, do you men all like someone like Shen Si? Um, um, um. Are my legs too thick, and my butt too big?" Of course, Qu Yan asked this hoping Hai Bo would give her the answer she wanted.

But unexpectedly, Hai Bo didn't speak, only uttering a few words after a long pause. "Hey, how can you compare? Qu Yan, Qu Yan… don't envy her. Everyone likes Shen Si's figure; otherwise, Jeff wouldn't value her so much. As for me, you're enough." What kind of nonsense is this! He had no idea how many men dreamed of Qu Yan's sexy European white woman's figure. A tall, strong-butt woman of 1.78 meters! Tang Wei's standard beauty is a dime a dozen, but a sexy body like Qu Yan's, which feels incredibly good to have, is not something you can have every day. She's a typical example of someone who doesn't know how lucky she is.

Qu Yan wasn't satisfied with Hai Bo's answer either, so she stopped talking and let him huff and puff behind her. Qu Yan felt that although the thing inside her was much bigger and more satisfying than before, it was still a silicone dildo in contact with her vagina. What was the difference between it and a vibrator? Deep down, she still hoped for a thick, long, hard, real penis to properly penetrate her plump vagina and completely satisfy her growing desires. If the first time she had sex with Hai Bo while wearing a dildo was very satisfying, now that the novelty had worn off, she was a little dissatisfied.

But Hai Bo was still very satisfied. Having sex with Qu Yan wasn't just about satisfying his physical desires, but also about regaining his confidence. Having sex with Qu Yan was like a ritual, a way to prove he was a man.

The artificial penis sheath reduced the sensitivity of their flesh-to-flesh friction, but Haibo still couldn't last long enough. Coupled with his excessive excitement that day, he had been thrusting into Qu Yan's large, plump buttocks with all his might, and he couldn't hold on for more than three minutes. "Hmm...hmm...Qu Yan, um, is it good? I...I'm coming, ah..." he said, thrusting his penis forcefully.

Qu Yan was again left unable to go up or down, but she still cooperated, pretending to have an orgasm, letting out a few loud cries and contracting her tender vagina a few times, finally forcing him to ejaculate with heavy breaths.

After ejaculating, Haibo collapsed onto the bed and soon began snoring loudly, leaving Qu Yan unable to sleep. Worried about their future life, she couldn't sleep because of his snoring, and the fact that Haibo hadn't lasted long left her itchy and unable to fall asleep.

Cao Shan, separated by a wall, habitually gripped his erect penis with both hands, listening to the sounds of his neighbor's penis slapping against Qu Yan's plump buttocks and her moans. Finally, in a frenzy of masturbation, he ejaculated, a thick stream of semen shooting into the air like a fountain from the center of his shaft. Cao Shan's penis was rock hard, erect at a perfect 100-degree angle. The thick semen, a long, milky-white stream, flew through the air and fell straight down, landing squarely on his face. Cao Shan couldn't dodge in time and was smeared with his own semen. He cried out "Ouch!" and scrambled to avoid it, hitting the headboard and screaming in pain.

Qu Yan, who couldn't sleep either, found the night in the outskirts of Beijing unusually quiet, with only Hai Bo's snoring beside her. Suddenly, she heard a scream from next door, followed by the sound of a head hitting the wall, quite clearly even through the wall. This disturbed Qu Yan's thoughts, making it even harder for her to fall asleep. After thinking it over and over, she glanced back at the sleeping Hai Bo, secretly picked up her phone, put it on vibrate, and sent Cao Shan a text message: "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Cao Shan was rubbing his head when he heard the text message. He wondered who would send a text message in the middle of the night. Seeing Qu Yan's name on the message screen, Cao Shan's heart pounded. He opened it and replied with a chuckle, "My head hit the wall. You two are allowed to do this, but I'm not allowed to?"

Seeing the screen flashing, Qu Yan quickly covered herself with the blanket, opened the message, smiled secretly, and replied, "Hmph, you can make such a commotion all by yourself?"

Cao Shan looked at the message; a simple sentence clearly contained an indescribable ambiguous emotion. His penis, which had just ejaculated, instantly became hard again. Qu Yan, this tall woman who had just been with Hai Bo, was probably lying naked in bed right now, perhaps even rubbing her legs. What did this text message mean?

Cao Shan, mustering his courage, sent a message: "Hehe, the noise a man makes is directly proportional to his size. I can make this much noise."

Qu Yan blushed when she saw Cao Shan's reply. Her already unsatisfied body was now unbearably itchy in her lower body. She felt another surge of heat flowing through her. With trembling hands, she sent only three words back: "I know."

"I know"—these three words were incredibly alluring to Cao Shan. He quickly replied, "You touched my thing that night, did you like it? Was it much bigger than his?" Cao Shan's hand trembled as he pressed send. Damn, this unsatisfied slut next door, big ass and tall—he really wanted to call her over and fuck her hard! Anyway, Hai Bo was asleep.

Qu Yan's breathing became heavy when she saw Cao Shan's message. She glanced back at Hai Bo, seeing him still fast asleep, and felt relieved. Faced with Cao Shan's blunt expression, she didn't know how to reply. After a long pause, she sent a message: "Cao Shan, you know what I'm thinking. Let's just talk about it like this. I don't want to, and I don't dare to, go any further. After all, I'm Haibo's girlfriend, and you're his buddy, aren't you?"

Cao Shan felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the message. Yes, that absurd night was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They reached a tacit understanding, no longer pursuing the matter of that night, and abruptly ending their increasingly intimate relationship. Perhaps this was the best kind of relationship. He replied with two words: "I understand."

Upon seeing Cao Shan's brief reply, Qu Yan felt an overwhelming urge to cry. Yes, who could understand her pain? If Cao Shan had chosen her instead of Zhang Ning, or even if she had remained single after graduation instead of choosing Hai Bo, the two would surely be together now, finding comfort and warmth in each other, perhaps even sleeping together. In that case, she would have no reservations and would have wholeheartedly devoted herself to Cao Shan's embrace. That night, when Qu Yan, aroused by her desire, mustered the courage to touch Cao Shan's large penis, she almost stopped breathing. The enormous shaft, the hard, fleshy feel, the masculine totem, suffocated her and filled her with longing. It was that passionate grasp that allowed Qu Yan's long-buried intense desire to erupt towards Cao Shan, and gave her the courage to accept Cao Shan's fierce attack. If Cao Shan hadn't been so greedy and insisted on licking her genitals, if Hai Bo hadn't been bleeding profusely, she would have experienced the immense satisfaction of having that proud, large penis deeply filling the depths of her emptiness. If the two had actually intercourse, perhaps she would have been filled with regret and self-reproach, but at least she had tasted the most satisfying feeling. She wouldn't be here chatting aimlessly on this cold, long night, unable to sleep. "Thank you, I really appreciate your help. I'll remember your kindness. Forgive me for not being able to repay you right now, but I'll keep it in my heart."

Cao Shan looked at Qu Yan's text message and felt a pang of sadness. He understood Qu Yan's predicament, her feelings of loyalty to her boyfriend despite his inability to meet her needs. He replied, "We're friends, no need to worry about anything. Living in Beijing is all about helping each other, isn't it? Seeing you every day is the best reward for me."

"Okay, I'm sleepy, go to sleep, goodnight," Qu Yan replied shortly

after. "Goodnight," Cao Shan replied.

But how could Cao Shan and Qu Yan, separated by only a wall, sleep that night?

The next day, Hai Bo bought a bunch of newspapers and started making calls to schedule interviews. The third day, Hai Bo

, dressed in a suit and tie, went to the job market with his resume.

The fourth day, he continued his job search, scheduling several interviews.

The fifth and sixth days, Hai Bo was somewhat discouraged. It was almost the end of the year; it was a miracle if the company didn't lay off employees, let alone hire anyone. Coming back from the Spring Festival is a good time to look for a job, but what about the past month or so? This month, Qu Yan's only order was snatched away by BBK, leaving her only with her basic salary, making life quite difficult.

After their flirtatious text message exchange that night, Qu Yan deliberately kept her distance from Cao Shan. Now that Hai Bo has lost his job, she needs to avoid suspicion even more. Qu Yan usually leaves early, while Cao Shan takes one or two late-night buses. At work, they only exchange greetings. Cao Shan tried to talk to Qu Yan several times, but she wouldn't give him the chance.

Qu Yan lost her smile, barely spoke to her colleagues, and stopped going to restaurants for lunch, always eating the leftovers from the previous night. Because she ate in the office, the office smelled of food, and some colleagues teased her about it; Qu Yan could only smile bitterly.

Cao Shan didn't care about Hai Bo's well-being, but seeing Qu Yan's increasing despondency and depression, he felt bad too. He wanted to borrow some money from Qu Yan, but he didn't have much left himself. What to do?

Cao Shan initially wanted to ask Jianguo to arrange a job for Haibo, but then he thought that Haibo's relationship with Jianguo was no worse than his own. If he really wanted Jianguo's help, he wouldn't need to ask. Haibo still didn't want to ask his classmate for help, he couldn't bring himself to do it. But who else could he ask? After thinking it over, only Cheng Min came to mind.

Cao Shan invited Cheng Min out for dinner. He felt it was better to discuss this face-to-face, since he was asking for a favor. He found a seat by the window and sat down, idly scribbling on the fogged-up windowpane with his finger. After a while, he looked out the window and saw a tall, beautiful woman walking towards him. She was over 1.8 meters tall, with long, sexy hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a short, bright red down jacket, a large floral scarf that was popular at the time around her neck, black leather pencil pants, and mid-calf high-heeled shoes that accentuated the length and straightness of her beautiful legs. Cheng Min was 28 years old, a prime age for a young woman. Tall and alluring, with a beautiful face and refined air, she was, frankly, a beauty that was one in a million. Men constantly turned to stare at her as they passed by. This outstanding young woman was so devoted to him; Cao Shan, sitting in the warm restaurant, felt a surge of superiority.

When Cheng Min elegantly pushed open the restaurant door and entered, several pairs of men's eyes immediately focused on her. Even in Beijing, a city renowned for its beautiful women, Cheng Min's looks were above average, even comparable to celebrities. Some men might even mistake her for a star. Under the men's gaze, Cheng Min crossed her long, shapely legs and sat down opposite Cao Shan. On either side of the table sat a beautiful young woman and a somewhat naive young man, dressed in a low-class salesman's outfit, his expression youthful and awkward—they seemed mismatched.

After settling in, Cheng Min ordered a hot orange juice and smiled as she asked Cao Shan, "Little brother, has the sun risen in the west? What made you decide to ask me out for dinner today?"

Cao Shan hadn't yet mastered small talk or flattering beautiful women, and perhaps he was afraid Cheng Min might misunderstand, so it was better to get straight to the point. "Sister Cheng, I have a favor to ask you. A very good classmate of mine lost his job, and with the Lunar New Year approaching, he's been looking for work for a week without success. I don't know many people, and you've always helped me, so I wanted to ask if you could help me with this?"

Cheng Min took the orange juice from the waiter, stirred it with a small spoon, and giggled, "Cao Shan, you really don't come here unless you need something. So that's why you asked me out; you have a favor to ask. Okay, no problem, I just closed a deal myself. But, from what you..." "Speaking of which, your classmate got fired at the end of the year. Either his performance was too poor or he got into trouble. That's not good news for me."

Cao Shan hurriedly explained, "Sister Cheng, no! He was just unlucky. He stumbled upon our boss's private affairs and that's why he was fired..."

Cheng Min narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly, "Oh? Is that so? Your company is quite chaotic? Why don't you come work for us? Being closer to me, I can take better care of you. Advertising isn't a good industry." Cheng Min's voice was soft, but it was full of flirtation.

Cao Shan chuckled and said, "Sister Cheng, don't be silly. I'm quite good at advertising. If you think my classmate is really no good, then forget I said anything." Cheng Min was a bit too eager for Cao Shan, and Cao Shan was a bit impolite to her, throwing a tantrum and trying to leave.

Seeing this, Cheng Min quickly grabbed Cao Shan's hand with a smile, saying, "Little brother! How can you ask for favors like that? Let me ask you, what's so special about your classmate? You can't let me down if someone introduces you."

Seeing his plan had worked, Cao Shan sat back down and said, "How could a classmate I recommended be bad? Not only can he help you make money, but he's also handsome."

Cheng Min chuckled and said, "Cao Shan, do you really think I'm some old hag who can't find a man? I'm very picky about men; you should feel honored."

Cao Shan went along with it, "It's my homor!" He deliberately emphasized the words, making it a little joke. Unfortunately, Cheng Min didn't understand English very well and didn't grasp his joke. However, hearing him throw in an English phrase was quite novel.

"Not bad, little brother. Your English is pretty standard. Why don't you be my translator?" Cheng Min looked into Cao Shan's eyes and said.

"My Chinese is nothing special." Clearly, Cheng Min didn't know what "Chinese" meant either.

"Alright, stop with the nonsense I don't understand. I believe you, but your classmate will have to wait a while. We don't have time to work on new hires at the end of the year. How about after New Year's Day next year? Have him come and report to us then," Cheng Min said decisively.

Cao Shan hadn't expected Cheng Min to agree so easily and was overjoyed. Little did he know that a job was a huge deal for workers like them, but for employers like Cheng Min, it was nothing at all.

"Thank you, Sister Cheng!" Cao Shan had no way to repay her, so he could only express his gratitude with thanks.

"Hmph, you," Cheng Min said with a laugh, "Do you remember the first time we met? What did you tell me? That your advertisements could completely replace the function of salespeople? Now you're introducing me to salespeople again. Which of your stories are I even listening to?"

Cao Shan also felt that time had flown by. Back then, it was between summer and autumn, and now it was already the dead of winter. He had just graduated then and knew nothing, and now, he still knew nothing. He suddenly felt a sense of wasted time. Thinking about it for a moment, it seemed that besides proving that he was popular with women, he hadn't learned anything else.

Cao Shan chuckled awkwardly and said, "I'm just doing this for your own good."

Cheng Min raised her slender, delicate hand and affectionately poked his forehead, saying, "Hmph, you're doing this for my own good? You're doing this for my own good, yet you're avoiding me. I never expected you to be so kind-hearted, but you've used all your kindness on your classmates. Why don't you give me any?"

Cao Shan pretended to rub his forehead and said, "You don't need my help at all. You mean our classmates? They just graduated. By the way, do you remember the girl who brought me to talk business with you the first time? The classmate I'm talking about is her boyfriend."

Cheng Min suddenly realized, as if she had seen through his little scheme, and said with a smile, "Okay, I know. I remember that girl, tall and strong, the type you like. You want to push her boyfriend onto me so you can make your move on her, right?"

Cao Shan quickly explained, "Sister Cheng, I'm not as clever as you think. You're overthinking it." Actually, Cao Shan was thinking the same thing.

"Alright!" Cheng Min saw Cao Shan's nervousness and embarrassment. Even if he wasn't that clever, it was undeniable that he was thinking about someone else's girlfriend. She also knew that Cao Shan, being single, must have a strong desire for sex, but he felt embarrassed because of the vast difference in their status and circumstances. So she continued, "Cao Shan, I've helped you with your favor. How about you help me with mine?"

Cao Shan puffed out his chest and said, "Tell me, I'll go through fire and water for you. Who do you want me to beat up?"

Cheng Min chuckled at Cao Shan's ridiculous appearance and said, "With your small frame, who can you beat up?" After laughing a few times, she stopped laughing, looked at him with a dreamy gaze, and said in a voice as gentle as could be, "Cao Shan, don't you know what favor I want you to do?"

Hearing Cheng Min's words and seeing her gentle gaze, Cao Shan naturally understood. He was conflicted again. Cheng Min's body was something every man desired, and Cao Shan was no exception. Although he felt her hips were a bit small, her legs a bit thin, and her breasts a bit flat, these flaws didn't detract from her overall beauty. What more could he ask for in his current state? Most importantly, he didn't want to use sex to achieve his goal; it was too humiliating. But given the current situation, and with Cheng Min having put it so

bluntly, how could he refuse? Cao Shan lowered his head and remained silent for a moment before nodding slightly.

Cheng Min was delighted and poked his forehead again, saying, "Little brother, why are you unwilling? Is it because I'm not good enough for you?"

"No, no..." Cao Shan felt the same way he did after making love with Cheng Min in Beidaihe—like he had sold himself again, but he couldn't tell Cheng Min this. For some reason, Cao Shan muttered, "Sister Cheng, you're good in every way, except your hips are small."

Cheng Min was amused by his embarrassed expression. "Hehe, humph, you're still picky about a figure like mine. I know you like women with big butts, so I've found one for you, how about Wang Yimei?"

Cao Shan was startled when he heard Wang Yimei's name and quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, no, Sister Cheng, I promise you, just the two of us, okay?"

"No way! Humph, I want to see how crazy you'll go when you see a woman with a big butt. It's settled then, you help me and I'll help you, otherwise, I'll pretend I didn't eat this meal."

Cao Shan's head was spinning. Wang Yimei! He had resisted her advances several times, but he didn't expect Cheng Min to help her. Wang Yimei was his boss's wife! How could he touch her? But then he thought, why did he have to beg Cheng Min to find Haibo a job? Wasn't it because Jeff fired him? Why did she fire Haibo? Wasn't it because he saw Jeff and Shen Si having sex? Jeff, even though you're my boss, you shamelessly took advantage of my favorite female boss, using her for your own sexual gratification and keeping her as a mistress. Thinking of this, Cao Shan felt a deep resentment towards Jeff. He suddenly realized that sleeping with Wang Yimei would be the greatest revenge against Jeff. Jeff, you defiled Shen Si's body, you have a wife but still cheat on her, you condone your subordinates, letting Bob do whatever he wants, you turned a deaf ear to him stealing Qu Yan's orders, and at the end of the year you fired Haibo just because he accidentally saw you doing something wrong! Fine, Jeff, I, Cao Shan, am just a commoner, I can't beat you, so I'll fuck your wife's big, fat cunt and cuckold you! Damn it, you like fucking Shen Si, right? Then I'll fuck your wife! I'll avenge Shen Si!

Cao Shan's mind raced. Cheng Min noticed his silence, but his face displayed a range of expressions—sometimes anger, sometimes frustration, sometimes ferocity—so she nudged him and asked, "Little brother, what are you thinking about? Are you alright?"

Cao Shan snapped out of his reverie and replied, "I'm fine, nothing."

"So, will you agree?"

"Yes."

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