[Fantasy] Demonic Desire (Complete) - Chapters 31-33 (End)

16 (Vulgar)

"Okay! Let's watch this one today!" Chen Dong said in front of the computer.

"Got it!" Juan'er leaned over and saw that he had chosen a domestic film, and looking at the Douban rating,
it was only 4.8.

"Honey, this is a terrible movie! I don't want to watch this! Let's watch this one, wow, so handsome!" Juan'er
pointed to another Hollywood blockbuster, staring at the handsome male lead on the poster, her eyes sparkling.

"You little slut, you're swooning again!" Chen Dong slapped Juan'er's butt.

"No way! Look, look, the female lead is pretty good too, wow! Such big breasts! Don't you like big breasts?
Let's watch this one, okay?" Juan'er said with a coquettish smile. She had just come out of the shower, wearing only her underwear, her hair
still wet.

"We'll watch this one tomorrow, let's watch this one today!" Chen Dong was unmoved.

"Who watches this kind of terrible movie! It's a waste of time and money! How did your taste become like this!"
Juan'er was very puzzled.

"That's why we're going, because nobody's watching. It's safer with fewer people," Chen Dong said with a mischievous grin.

Juan'er realized what he meant, and her face started to turn red. "You don't mean you're thinking of doing this in the movie theater... isn't that a bit much? There
are so many people." "Stop pretending,

you little devil! We've been intimate in movie theaters when we were dating!" Juan'er retorted. "It's different now. We were young and didn't know any better! Besides, back then it was just a little touch , but who knows what you're up to now? I wouldn't dare. I'd be dead if someone saw us." " That's why we chose this one. You know it's a bad movie, there's hardly anyone here! Hurry up and change, put on a skirt, it'll be easier!" "Pervert!" Juan'er cursed, but still obediently opened the wardrobe and picked out some clothes. Chen Dong called out again: "No bras today, and no underwear either!" "Ah!" Finally, with Chen Dong's intervention, Juan'er changed her clothes, wearing a black leather skirt with a white shirt and a white tank top underneath . Chen Dong had originally intended for Juan'er to go braless, but her shirt was too sheer, and Juan'er, covering her chest, refused to go out. She wore black stockings with an open crotch, her shirt tucked into her skirt, and then changed into high-heeled sandals at the door. This outfit accentuated Juan'er's slender waist and full hips, and the allure of the black stockings and high heels made Chen Dong's mouth dry; he almost took advantage of Juan'er right there at the door. Juan'er had deliberately stuck out her buttocks and lifted her skirt, showing him what lay beneath. The black stockings encased her beautiful legs, but the open crotch made her hairless pubic area even more enticing. Juan'er had a little scheme in mind, intentionally spreading her buttocks to reveal her bright red vulva, all in the hopes of taking care of Chen Dong at home; she was genuinely afraid to fool around outside. Unfortunately, Comrade Chen Dong's revolutionary will was very firm today, narrowly resisting the enemy 's sugar-coated bullets, remaining steadfast but refusing to draw his gun! Juan'er gritted her teeth, reluctantly being dragged out the door. Their neighborhood was in the most bustling area, so the movie theater wasn't far; the two walked there directly. Juan'er was very uncomfortable. Ever since her breasts started developing, she hadn't gone out without a bra, especially recently, as her breasts had increased by another cup size. Now, with her high heels, she could feel her breasts jiggle with every step, her shirt heaving. Although it was night, the streetlights were very bright, and she noticed many people staring at her breasts. Quite a few women, their gazes even more direct than men's! "Don't you have breasts yourself? Why are you looking at me?" Juan'er gritted her teeth in anger. Both ashamed and anxious, she clung to Chen Dong's hand and whispered, "Honey, slow !" Chen Dong, however, deliberately mischievously said the movie was about to start, and instead dragged Juan'er along even faster. His arm was right next to Juan'er's breasts; how could he not feel the jiggle! Juan'er already attracted a lot of attention, but now she was even more stunning—black stockings and jiggling breasts! Everywhere she looked, men, women, and children stared at this little vixen; several men even seemed to have green eyes. Juan'er stumbled slightly as she was being dragged along, turning the jiggling of her breasts into a throbbing motion. The passersby seemed to collectively pause. A young woman carrying a baby walked by, the child staring at Juan'er's chest, drooling. Juan'er's face flushed red to her neck. She pinched Chen Dong's arm hard, then wrapped both arms around him, covering her chest. "You little slut, don't cover yourself, put your hands down!" Chen Dong whispered, excited by the stares of the passersby. "No! I…I think my nipples are hard, they're sticking out!" Juan'er covered herself even more tightly, head bowed like a child caught doing something wrong. "Really?" "Re…yes!" Juan'er whispered, pinching herself again. She didn't want to, but she couldn't control herself . "I don't believe you! I didn't touch you, and you're already aroused? Let me see your hand." Chen Dong teased her intentionally. Juan'er lowered her hand slightly, and sure enough, the two small points on her breasts were very obvious . Not only that, but the red of her nipples and areolas also seemed to show through. Chen Dong's eyes lit up again. He hadn't noticed it at home. Juan'er's shirt was already very see-through, and the vest underneath was thin. Juan'er quickly covered herself up, and Chen Dong felt his groin harden. He teased, "Little bitch, you're really in heat! What are you afraid of? It's just two points!" "What do you mean two points! Those are nipples, okay? People can tell at a glance. Stop playing around, honey, I'm a little scared!" "What are you afraid of? You're not naked, you're wearing two layers! People can only see the outline. Be good, you promised me that at home!" Juan'er felt a little wronged and wanted to persist, but then she remembered that she Although she knew that Chen Dong meant it and wouldn't have such thoughts, she was still a little afraid of upsetting him, so she slowly lowered her hand. "That's a good girl, I love you so much, you little slut." Chen Dong quickly offered encouragement. You're the slut! Slut my foot! Juan'er pouted slightly, defiantly puffing out her chest, making her nipples and breasts even more prominent, cursing in her heart: Fine! Look all you want! She's your wife, what's it to me?! I'm not naked! Who's afraid of who! Hey! You over there, a quick glance is fine, but why are you staring? Are you addicted?! Doesn't your wife have nipples?! Still looking! Still looking! There's a telephone pole up ahead, I'll run you over! You're going to crash into it! If you really crash into it, you deserve it!

Juan'er laughed at the lecherous old man's disheveled appearance, which made her breasts
jiggle gape in astonishment
. Juan'er made a fierce face, baring her teeth and glaring back. The boy's face immediately turned red, and he lowered his head and ran away quickly.

Juan'er suddenly found it very amusing, and even felt a kind of pleasure, not physical, but mental.
This mischievous playfulness excited her. No wonder so many women like to dress provocatively in public;
those men's seemingly real gazes actually caused a slight tingling sensation.

After letting go of her shyness, those lecherous looks made her proud. Before, her most satisfying part was her buttocks, but
now her breasts made her proud too. Didn't you see how firm and perky they were even without a bra? Not
every woman can jiggle her breasts like that. If the breasts are too small, they won't jiggle; if they're too big, they'll sag. That's not jiggle, that's just shaking,
devoid of any beauty. A C-cup like Juan'er's is just right, of course, with enough elasticity!

She'd tried this with Chen Dong before when they traveled together, but back then she'd only felt shy and scared. Unlike
now , she actually enjoyed it! Sigh… Juan'er sighed deeply in her heart. That damn Chen Dong! He's made me naughty again
!

Finally, they entered the theater. They laughed as they looked for seats. When buying tickets and choosing seats, Juan'er
had intentionally puffed out her chest, fully displaying her full breasts and the shape of her nipples. The young woman in her early twenties
was clearly stunned; her hands trembled slightly when she received her change, and she even stuttered.

Of course, Juan'er only dared to tease the young woman; she wouldn't dare with a male ticket seller. They chose seats in the third-to-
last row, towards the back—after all, they weren't there to watch a movie.

The box office for this terrible movie was indeed dismal. Less than a fifth of the seats were occupied, mostly by young couples, many of
whom clearly shared the same idea, sitting wherever was most convenient. Not far from them, two
middle school students in their uniforms sat down and immediately began kissing. The lights were still on, and many people were still
moving around. Watching the two seemingly oblivious to everyone else, Chen Dong smacked his lips and shook his head, lamenting the decline of morality, while his hand
slipped Juan'er's skirt.

The movie started, and the lights finally went out. Juan'er breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Dong's hand had been teasing her under her skirt
for a while. Juan'er tried to keep her legs together, maintaining a ladylike demeanor, but Chen Dong knew her body too well. He
gently stroked her thigh through her stockings, causing her a tingling, itchy sensation, while constantly whispering seductive words in her ear.

"Pretend! Keep pretending! Such a lady, sitting upright, legs together, don't let me put my hand
in ! Oh dear! No underwear! A lady like you doesn't wear underwear, and your stockings are even open-crotch! Wow! I think I
can see your nipples, are you not wearing a bra? Are you a lady or a slut? I've touched
the entrance to your pussy! Yes, yes, yes! Keep your legs together! Why are your legs shaking a little? Your skirt is up, your thighs
are showing, pull it down and cover up, your butt was showing too! Yes, cover up properly, that's what a lady does!"

Chen Dong's teasing made Juan'er react somewhat despite her shyness. Now the lights were off, and
only the reflection of the screen remained in the screening room. There was no one around, and Juan'er gradually couldn't hold on any longer. Her body slid down in the seat
, and her legs slowly parted.

"Oh! You little slut, why are your legs spread apart? Do you want me to touch you?" Chen Dong continued
to stimulate her thighs, but then moved to Juan'er's more sensitive inner thighs. "Why aren't you wearing panties? Do you want me to touch
your cunt? How can you be so horny, not wearing panties at all?" "

Pervert!" Juan'er couldn't help but curse, "You're the one who won't let me wear them!" But her legs spread even wider.

"You really won't wear them if I don't tell you to? I didn't force you to. Look at you, you
're not wearing !"

Juan'er bit her lip, trying to stay silent, but Chen Dong wouldn't let her go. "You little slut,
pull up your skirt yourself, let me see your thighs, okay?"

Juan'er pouted, a little annoyed, and refused to move. Chen Dong wasn't in a hurry, his hand slowly sliding to Juan'er's
private parts . In that instant, he felt her body tense up and then slowly relax. That was the reaction,
the desire for stimulation after a little arousal.

"I touched your pussy, it seems a little wet, your little sister is starting to drool, let me touch
it so slippery, what's this little ball, is it your clitoris? Do you want me to touch it... If you don't make a sound, that means you agree,
I touched it, doesn't it feel good? Don't make a sound, this is a movie theater, there are a lot of people here, yes, hold back,
bite your lip, hum softly, don't be too loud."

In the dim light, Chen Dong admired the little vixen's gradually aroused reaction, her face was already red, she bit
her lip, frowned, her breathing began to become rapid, and her waist began to twist slightly to meet him. He was obsessed with
this feeling, this psychological satisfaction was more intense than the pleasure of actual penetration.

"Do you like it a little lighter? A little lighter, okay? Hmm, just like that, you're starting to tremble!
Why is there so much more fluid? Is it itchy? Let me help you stop the itch, okay? A little harder and it won't itch anymore, okay?
A little , right? It feels good, doesn't it? But I can't let you feel too good, or I won't be able to play anymore
."

Juan'er felt the fingers on her clitoris, moistened with her own love juice, sometimes gentle, sometimes intense
. When it was gentle, a tingling sensation would run through her, an itch that went straight to her bones, making her legs tremble and her breathing uncontrollably .
When the itch became unbearable, the pressure would suddenly increase, stopping the annoying itch and bringing a sense of relief,
allowing her to catch her breath and prepare for the next tingling sensation.

Juan'er felt like a toy, Chen Dong using only one finger to adjust the
switches on her body, making her body react to his wishes like a puppet on strings. It was a
feeling of being completely conquered by him. Especially now, in the screening room, this feeling of being controlled brought even greater
stimulation. Juan'er wanted to break free, but found herself powerless.

"Come on, listen to me, lift your skirt yourself!"

Juan'er, clinging to her last shred of reason, glanced around. It seemed relatively safe, unless someone stood up and looked in
their direction , which reassured her somewhat. She straightened her back, lifted the hem of her skirt that was pressing against her buttocks, and then slowly pulled the entire skirt
up to her waist.

Her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, and her lower abdomen were completely exposed to the air. Her current sitting posture made her thighs appear even fuller.
Although the light was dim, this tantalizing glimpse was even more alluring. Juan'er felt her face burning, and she
looked down at her legs. Black stockings were truly sexy. My legs are so beautiful! Ever since that with Wanru…
Juan'er found herself also interested in women's bodies.

Chen Dong's hand was still teasing her between her legs, the pleasure continuing, the exposure making her even more excited. She
felt her juices already soaking the seat.

"Little slut, wearing only open-crotch stockings in front of so many people, isn't it great? Come on,
spread your legs wider, let me see your little cunt!"

Juan'er obediently spread her legs wide, the open crotch of the black stockings making her private parts even brighter.
Chen Dong removed his hand, revealing a glistening area, reflecting all her juices, the red of her vulva clearly visible. "Wow,
this little slut's cunt is so beautiful, so wet, aren't you excited? This is a movie theater, you little slut
actually exposed her cunt, and it's still wet, do you like it?"

"Ah! You're so naughty!" Juan'er felt even more humiliated. This was outside, the people in front
could see her most private parts, so shameful, yet so exciting.

Chen Dong reached inside again, pulling Juan'er close and whispering in her ear, "You little slut,
unbutton your shirt too, I want to see your tits!"

Juan'er was genuinely flustered and whispered, "No! People will see!" "What are you

afraid of? There's another one underneath, sweetie. Your little cunt is already showing, what are you afraid of about your tits?"

"It's different! That's down there, no one can see it, how can the top be exposed!"

"I'll hold you, I'll cover you, don't worry, look at those two in front." Chen Dong licked his lips, showing Juan'er the
two middle school students. The girl's shirt was clearly pulled up, and the boy was lying on top of her chest.

Chen Dong continued to tease her with his words and stimulate her with his hands. Juan'er finally gave in and slowly
unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her breasts covered by a small vest. The vest was small, just covering the lower edge of her breasts,
with quite a bit of the top showing, revealing her entire breast shape, and the color of her nipples and areolas was faintly visible. Chen reached out and
touched her nipples, which were wet with Juan'er's vaginal fluid, teasing them until they became even harder.

Chen and Dong, in a mischievous mood, alternately teased Juan'er's genitals and breasts, getting her vaginal fluid onto her tank top.
Slowly, the nipple areas of the tank top became wet.

"Look, you little slut, your tank top is becoming transparent!" Juan'er looked down and indeed, her nipples
were very clearly visible, not only in outline but also in color. Juan'er was both ashamed and angry, and muttered,
"You pervert! How can you play like this! How are we going to go out later? It'll definitely smell!"

"Then take it off, it's your fault for being so wet, your vest is all soaked! Come on, listen to me, pull up your vest
and let your little bunny out to breathe."

"No! Honey, let's go home!"

"Why go home? It's so much fun here!"

"Honey, your little slut can't take it anymore, let's go home, okay? I'll be your little bitch, I want to eat your
cock and drink your pee, okay!" Juan'er felt that she was really aroused. She had
moaned a few times during the movie's sound effects, but when she cried out, she found that she couldn't hold back anymore. A little scared, she started to tease
Chen Dong with words.

"Show off your breasts first." Chen Dong was determined to get what he wanted.

"Show me and we'll go home?" Juan'er bargained, adding a little more leverage, saying, "Didn't you want to do it outside
? Let's go back and do it on the balcony with the lights on. I'll let you cum on my face, and I'll swallow it, okay? Husband,
little bitch, do you want it?"

Chen Dong took a deep breath. This little vixen has really gone bad! She even knows about facial ejaculation and swallowing semen! But he still
held back and didn't say anything.

Juan'er resignedly lifted her vest, and her pair of snow-white, full breasts trembled joyfully. Chen Dong's
heart raced. If he were really exposed like this at home, he wouldn't feel anything, but this was in a movie theater,
in a hall with dozens of people! His penis became even harder.

"Little bitch, lick me, okay?"

"Ah! Here! No! You can lick me however you want when we get home."

Chen Dong didn't listen to her, unzipped his pants, and took out his penis, which was also covered in her juices.

"Shameless! You still dare to pull out your penis with so many people around! I told you to do it at home but you wouldn't, and now you're doing it, humph!"
Juan'er stretched out a finger, moistened with her vaginal fluid, and teased the glans. Now the situation was reversed, and Juan'er finally had the upper hand
.

Chen Dong pleaded, "Baby, have pity on me! It's so swollen and uncomfortable, just lick it a few times and we'll go home!"

"You said it!" Juan'er bent down and took the glans into her mouth, gently sucking it.

"Oh..." Chen Dong let out a satisfied sigh, stretched out his legs, and was about to close his eyes to enjoy it when
his phone rang.

"Damn it!"

The noise inevitably attracted a few glances. Luckily, Juan'er was lying on his lap at the moment; if it had been any earlier, she would have been exposed and
things would have gotten really bad.

Chen Dong frantically pulled out his phone from his pocket and answered. It was Zhao Mo. He cursed in a low voice, "You're looking for a moment to get revenge on me, aren't you!" By now, he was naturally limp with fear . Juan'er didn't dare to get up, and she laughed tremblingly
with her limp penis in her mouth. "Get revenge, my ass! I'm ready to jump into the river! Come to the riverside park and bring Juan'er along too." Zhao Mo seemed even angrier than him. "What's wrong?" "It's Juejue again, hey! Come on over and we'll talk, hurry up!" "What happened! We were fine yesterday, and now you've had a fight!" "Damn it! I can't explain this, you'll find out when you get here!" The two straightened their clothes and sneaked out of the screening room like thieves. Juan'er blushed with embarrassment and wanted to go home to change her clothes; she couldn't face anyone! Not only was she dressed like this, but she also smelled bad. Chen Dong hailed a taxi, pulled her into the car, and comforted her, "Zhao Mo sounded really anxious, something must have happened. Let's go there first, it's so dark over there, we won't be able to see anything." Juan'er complained softly, "Smell me, smell me, smell my breath, how can I face anyone like this!" "Just stay away later! These two just met yesterday, how could something happen today!" Juejue had returned yesterday, and had even had dinner with them that afternoon. They seemed to be getting along well at the dinner table. Could it be that she discovered Zhao Mo was cheating on her? It can't be that bad! It's only been a day, Chen Dong thought to himself. When they arrived, he called Zhao Mo again and followed the directions to find them. He saw Juejue sitting on a stone bench, staring blankly at the river, looking aggrieved, while Zhao Mo stood a few meters away, smoking.

Chen Dong greeted Juejue, but received no response. He then gestured for Juan'er to come over. Juan'er glared at him, clutched
her chest, and carefully walked over to sit down next to him.

Chen Dong pulled Zhao Mo away and asked, "What's going on? You've only known each other for two days and you're already arguing!"

"Damn it!" Zhao Mo's temper seemed to flare up again. Ignoring Chen Dong, he rushed in front of Juejue and shouted,
"I'm sorry, okay! Here! I promise! If I ever lay a finger on you again, I'm not human!
I'll go find someone else! Damn it! I'm done!"

Juejue felt even more wronged and started to cry.

Chen Dong quickly pulled him away. "What are you doing! Are you crazy!"

"Ask her!" Zhao Mo shouted fiercely, pointing at Juejue.

"What the hell am I asking! Alright, alright, leave that to Juan'er, let's go, let's find a place to drink!" Chen Dong
pulled Zhao Mo out, then turned back and called out, "Juan'er, take Juejue to our house!"

After leaving the park, Chen Dong took out his phone and dialed Zhang Qing's number. She was at another venue today. Chen Dong asked
for the location and took a taxi there with Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo chuckled, "Are you trying to persuade me or just taking this opportunity to see her? You're something else! You know how to find loopholes."

Chen Dong smiled ingratiatingly, "It's just a coincidence! Drinking doesn't matter where we go, it's all on me today! I'll
arrange everything for you, okay?" Since they parted ways after that dinner, Chen Dong had been staying home with Juan'er for the past few days,
not even calling Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing seemed to ignore him, never bothering him. But the more she acted this way, the more
guilty Chen Dong felt. However, Juan'er was always at home, and he really couldn't spare the time. He was now juggling two things at once, and
it was exhausting!

Zhao Mo sighed dejectedly and said, "I really envy you. One at home, another outside, and
both sluts!"

"Hey! Are you praising them or insulting them?"

"I've noticed you're being really shameless lately!"

Chen Dong rubbed his nose and sighed.

When they arrived, Zhang Qing was already waiting at the door. Seeing them, she greeted them with a smile and said, "What brings you
here today!" Her smile was radiant, calm and serene, showing no trace of resentment.

Chen Dong didn't mince words, grabbing her hand and leading her inside, explaining, "I've really been too
busy , so I came to see you as soon as I had a spare moment today!"

Zhang Qing finally showed a hint of emotion, pinching his forearm hard and muttering, "
Who cares You can never come to see me again!"

"Really? Then I'm leaving!" Chen Dong smiled and pretended to turn around,

but Zhang Qing grabbed him, shouting fiercely, "No way! I'll squeeze you dry today!"

Zhao Mo couldn't stand it anymore and yelled from the side, "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing! I'm annoyed right now,
stop being so disgusting!"

Zhang Qing laughed, "What's wrong? You look so bitter and resentful. I didn't say I wouldn't take care of you. I'll find you some of
the best here."

"Arrange a room for us. I don't know what's wrong with this kid today, I'll have a drink with him first!" Chen Dong
said to Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing led them to a small private room, ordered drinks, and knowing they had something to say, he only drank one glass with them
before making an excuse to leave.

"Divorce! Damn it! Anyone who doesn't divorce is a coward!"

Inside the room, Zhao Mo chugged down more than half a bottle of beer.

"Divorce my ass! Juan'er and I had such a big problem, but we still got through it. Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"It's laughable!" "Even

if it's laughable, you have to tell me!"

"It's all because of that thing. She came back yesterday! Last night she was pretty good, seemed to have some
reaction, even hummed a few times, which is rare. She used to be like a dead person, does she think I wanted to sleep with her? I just
wanted to improve our relationship! What's the point of being husband and wife like this!" Zhao Mo started cursing again as he spoke.

"Alright, alright, let's get to the point!" Chen Dong had already guessed it was because of this.

"I saw some progress the first time, so I went again after a while, thinking I'd strike while the iron was hot and
make her feel better. But the second time she didn't react at all. I was too lazy to do necrophilia, so I just washed up and went to sleep."

"Yeah, that was yesterday. What about today?" "

After dinner today, I started creating the atmosphere. I even called someone to send flowers over. I begged
her for ages before she finally agreed. She acted like she'd suffered some great injustice, and halfway through, she actually cried! It was like I was raping
her . What am I supposed to do? How can I not be angry? I said a few words to her, and she got dressed and ran away.
How am I supposed to live like this?!"

Chen Dong took a breath, finding it both amusing and unbelievable. He'd never encountered a woman who
didn't ; he'd seen plenty who overreacted. This Juejue was truly something else.

"Could she be a lesbian?" Chen Dong thought that was the most likely possibility.

"No, I asked."

"Was it because you were too rough and hurt her?"

"How could I dare! I treat her like a queen, so careful. Do you think I'm out playing with prostitutes?
She's my wife!"

"Wasn't you being too careful? She actually prefers a bit more roughness?"

"Rough my ass! Today I was just a little excited, and I was a bit too rough, and she cried." "

What about foreplay? You didn't just force it in without foreplay, did you?"

"Yes! I touched her, kissed her, but she didn't react!"

"Does touching and kissing her make you wet?"

"Sometimes, but rarely."

"If you're not wet, it's not dry at all!"

"You've never used lubricant?"

"Do I need this? I only complain about having too much water!"

Chen Dong was also at a loss. He couldn't do it himself, and Zhao Mo wasn't a novice in this area. What he knew,
Zhao Mo knew. So he came up with a bad idea: "How about you tie her up when she's asleep one day, and then lick her
all night long? I don't believe she won't react!"

"Get lost! Try having someone tie you up while you're asleep! You won't wake up! You've been watching too many porn movies!"

"Then let's drink some alcohol and drug her! I'll ask Zhang Qing later if he knows any aphrodisiacs. I'll get you some. You have to
believe in science!"

"Go away! Drugging your own wife? You actually thought of that!"

Chen Dong laughed and cursed, "Who was it that said they wanted a divorce just now! Now you're calling her 'wife' so affectionately! And you said
I'm cheap? You're the cheap one!"

"Sigh..." Zhao Mo sighed deeply and said sadly, "I'm suffering! Back then, she had someone in her heart..."
I know how people are, but for us, marriage isn't something we can control. She married me because her family forced her
. Speaking of which, I admire you; you actually defied your family and married Juan'er. I couldn't resist! You know
how stubborn my father was; before we got married, I was over twenty and I could beat people up at any time! But in the two years we've been married, apart from
this kind of thing, there's really nothing else to complain about. She knows I'm having affairs, but she acts like nothing happened. To be honest,
Juejue is pretty good.

Zhao Mo took a sip of his drink and continued, "I just think she's nice, and I know she's suffered because of marrying me .
She's been through a lot. I really want to be good to her, otherwise, wouldn't her being like this be just what I want? I do my thing, and she doesn't care!
But what kind of couple doesn't do this, doesn't get intimate? Even if I wanted to let her go, divorce isn't
that , but divorce is out of the question!"

Chen Dong sighed along, unsure what to say. Zhao Mo had been his childhood friend, seemingly a roguish
and carefree guy, but actually more loyal and devoted than anyone else, sometimes even more thoughtful than Chen Dong.

"Let's drink, let's drink! That's all! Go find your snake, don't delay your affair!"

"I'll keep you company, I'll keep you company! Brothers are like clothes, right?" Chen Dong chuckled, a little embarrassed.

"Clothes my ass! I don't need you to accompany me. I'll have Zhu Yeqing arrange it for me, and from now on, I'll rule the pleasure quarters!"

Chen Dong first called Juan'er and learned that the two women had arrived home. He told Juan'er what he knew
and asked her to persuade them. Then he called Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing brought in a few girls, leaving Zhao Mo with three. Seeing Chen Dong and Zhang Qing embracing passionately,
he waved his hand shouted, "Get out! I'm annoyed just looking at you two adulterers. Go find somewhere else to take care of yourselves, don't ruin my
good time!"

"Are you sure you can handle three of them!" Chen Dong laughed.

"Whether I can handle them or not, I'll ask them tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Qing led Chen Dong to another room. As soon as they entered, she squatted down, panting heavily, and pulled down Chen Dong's pants,
taking his penis into her mouth and playing with it.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you in such a hurry!" Chen Dong was a little dumbfounded. This thing had just
come out of Juan'er's mouth.

"How can I not be anxious! I just got her hooked, and then you disappeared for days. I didn't dare come looking for you. Do you
believe me , if you keep this up, I'll find someone else to check on you!"

Chen Dong felt guilty, so he carried her to the bed, lifted her skirt, revealing a pair of very ordinary black
panties , and laughed, "Why aren't you wearing a thong today?"

"You didn't call earlier, so those pants were for you to see! Ah... so comfortable." Chen Dong
had already taken off her panties and licked them.

"What do you want to play today?" After only a few licks, the vixen's juices flowed, and she twisted her waist, panting.

"I'll play whatever I want! We have everything here, ah... I can't take it anymore, give it to me first!" She pulled Chen Dong
down onto her, guiding his thick member into her body.

"Okay! I'll satisfy you, you vixen, and then I'll play with you slowly!" Chen Dong began to thrust violently. "

...

Is that kind of thing really that interesting? Why do men always have to do 'that'?" Juejue leaned against the headboard, asking
Juan'er beside her, her brows furrowed and her nose sniffling. Zhao Mo's words had deeply hurt her.

Juejue was currently wearing Juan'er's nightgown, which was very short,
revealing , making her feel a little uncomfortable. There was nothing she could do; Juan'er's summer pajamas were all this style. This particular one was unusual—not a spaghetti strap,
not so see-through—and Juan'er didn't usually like wearing it.

Juan'er opened her mouth, unsure how to answer. She found it somewhat amusing; it was the first time she'd heard of a couple
arguing about this kind of thing. Juejue's obvious disdain for it made her feel ashamed, thinking of her own infidelity a few days ago—
it was a completely different level! Juan'er felt they had nothing in common!

She could only chime in, "Exactly! Men are all the same! All they think about is that stuff, it's so
annoying !"

"You're annoying too?" Juejue turned her head and stared at Juan'er. Her eyes were big, her lashes long, and
her innocent gaze made Juan'er very uncomfortable.

Juan'er nodded vigorously and forced herself to say, "Absolutely annoying!"

"Then why don't you brush your teeth?"

"Ah!" Juan'er opened her mouth, a little lost in thought.

"Your breath smells like that!"

Juan'er covered her face and fled!

How could she forget to brush her teeth while showering! How could her nose be so sensitive? She wasn't even that close! Juan'er
felt her image was completely ruined, all because of that damn Chen Dong!

She brushed her teeth twice, until her gums bled, then rinsed them with water several times. Worried, she lowered
her head and smelled her nipples. Thank goodness, she always washed those areas very carefully. After lingering in the bathroom for a while,
even spraying on some perfume, she took a deep breath and went out.

Reaching the bedside, she carefully smiled ingratiatingly, "I brushed it twice! Really, that's all!"

Juejue nodded, patted the bed, and said, "Get on."

"Eh! Thank you!" Juan'er felt awkward immediately after saying that—this was her bed!

Juejue ignored Juan'er's reaction, still immersed in her own emotions, and said aggrievedly, "I know
it's normal for him to want it after being apart for so long. Yesterday I was quite cooperative, I even… I even imitated making
a few sounds to make him happy!"

"Ah… you imitated making sounds! Not yourself… that’s what you mean?"

"That’s what?" Juejue looked confused.

"It’s… comfortable!" Juan'er was now very confused. "It’s so

uncomfortable, what’s comfortable about it!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It’s uncomfortable, so uncomfortable!" Juan'er nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly; she had just
been made .

"And then? Go on." Juan'er found herself becoming very gossipy, eager to find out more.

"Then he wanted it once, and a little while later he wanted it a second time! You know I just
got here , with plane and car rides, I must be exhausted, but I still gave in to him and gave it to him, and he
complained that I didn't react! How could I react! I was so tired!" Juejue's tears started falling again as she spoke, and Juan'er
quickly handed her a tissue.

"Yes, yes, yes! That damn Zhao Mo has no consideration at all." Juan'er comforted her.

"He's unhappy, and I'm unhappy too! But I still put up with it! Who knew that
as soon as we finished dinner today he wanted it again, actually I didn't say I wouldn't give it to him, but it wasn't even dark yet, how could I be in the mood! Later..."
"I didn't give it to him, but I don't know what's wrong with him today. He was so rough that I got scared and cried a little.
Before I could even say anything, he got upset! He said... said I don't love him, said I definitely have someone else in my heart...
Waaah!"

"I did have a boyfriend before we got married, but we broke up after we got married! We've never contacted each other, I
don't even dare to think about it, and he still said that to me... Waaah... I know he's playing around outside, when have I
ever said anything to him! What else does he want from me!"

"Juejue, be good! Don't cry, don't cry!" Juan'er hugged Juejue and comforted her, but Juejue cried even louder,
tears streaming down her face. Juan'er then thought of herself. When she first met Chen Dong, although she wasn't a virgin anymore,
her thoughts on sex were similar to Juejue's, mostly out of consideration for her lover, a kind of compensation or reward.
But in the past two years, the situation has been completely different. While satisfying her partner, she also gets greater
satisfaction , becoming more and more proactive and open. It's all because of this damn Chen Dong!

Juan'er couldn't help but wonder, if Juejue had married Chen Dong, would she still be like this? Probably
not , that pervert is so good at playing around, he could definitely make Juejue like her now. Ugh! What am I thinking!
Juan'er shook her head vigorously, banishing the thought from her mind.

Juejue gradually stopped crying and sat up straight. After calming down, she leaned against Juan'er, making Juan'er very
uncomfortable. They were both only wearing pajamas, and the brat's pajamas were so thin; just now, her back was pressed against
Juan'er's breasts, a very clear feeling, strange.

Juan'er, oblivious, leaned closer and took Juejue's hand. Soft and delicate—that word came to mind. No wonder she
plays the piano, her hands are so beautiful! Juejue was the kind of woman who was exquisite from head to toe; every feature,
every part of her, could withstand careful appreciation—a very traditional Eastern beauty.

But precisely because of this, she lacked distinctiveness. Coupled with her cold personality and conservative clothing, she gave off an impression of
being unapproachable and untouchable. Unlike Juan'er, this vixen used to be all about her buttocks, but now her breasts are quite large,
instantly arousing desire!

"You really don't feel anything at all?" Juan'er was curious. She wanted to help Zhao Mo;
if it weren't for Zhao Mo, who knows what would have happened between her and Chen Dong after what happened with Jiang Hua!

Juejue thought seriously for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It's not that I don't feel anything, it's just that I don't like it."

"Why wouldn't you like it? You're husband and wife, doing this kind of thing is normal! Actually… it's not just
men , women can feel good too!"

"Just for pleasure, you have to do that?" Juejue looked puzzled. "There are other things that can make people feel good,
like music, novels, paintings, movies are all great!"

They're not on the same level! Look at what she likes, so high-class and sophisticated! Take movies, for example, she
even went to see a terrible one just to make it easier to do that kind of thing! Juan'er listened, tears
streaming down her face, suddenly feeling incredibly vulgar and ashamed!

"A man's...it's disgusting! And sometimes that stuff comes out of my genitals, it's so dirty!
The smell is awful! By the way, why did you smell that in your mouth just now? Did you put that in your mouth?"
Juejue frowned, looking incredulous, and asked very seriously.

Juan'er almost vomited blood, lowering her head like a child who had done something wrong, and softly hummed in agreement.

Juejue looked at her with a look of utter disappointment, and said earnestly, "Do you know how
dirty a man's thing is? First of all, it's an excretory organ; the body's waste comes out from there. Secondly, it
secretes The coronal sulcus is covered by the foreskin, and it's always inside underwear; that temperature is perfect for
bacterial growth and reproduction. Do you know how many harmful germs you ingested when you sipped it?"

Juan'er stared, mouth agape, completely bewildered.

"Also, sexual intercourse is an animal instinct, but humans are, after all, higher animals, and there's a difference, right?
We can't just have sex like animals, indiscriminately, regardless of the situation, right? Even animals only
seek mates during their mating season."

Juan'er nodded, feeling ashamed. She had been very casual and indiscriminate today, very animalistic! Absolutely animalistic!

"We wear clothes to cover our bodies, we have thoughts, we can control our desires, and we have higher
spiritual and material pursuits. We have absolutely no need to pursue such the lowest level of desire and
pleasure like animals! What do you think?"

Juan'er's eyes widened, feeling as if her soul had been elevated, as if she had shed some base
interests and become noble! Yes! We should have deeper pursuits! But what are deeper pursuits?

Juan'er asked her question. Juejue was now very satisfied with Juan'er's attitude, feeling that she wasn't
beyond redemption .

"Do you like music?"

"Yes!"

"What kind?"

"What kind? I like anything that sounds good."

"Have you heard of Mozart, Haydn, Beethoven, or Tchaikovsky?"

"Beethoven, Mo... I know Mozart! And that Symphony of Fate... I've heard it!" Juan'er stammered
a little .

"That's called a symphony, the Symphony of Fate!" Juejue corrected her seriously, then continued, "
You should listen to classical music more often. The profound meaning it carries is incomparable to pop music. Of course, I
'm not saying pop music is bad. There are many good works by artists like Celine Dion, Enya, and Sarah Brightman,
but classical music is what truly touches the soul and cleanses our hearts."

Juan'er felt increasingly ashamed. She thought Celine Dion and Sarah Brightman were very high-end, but in
other people's eyes, they were only barely considered high-class.

"I'll make you a playlist later. Listen to it first, don't worry, as long as you can calm down, you'll
definitely like it."

"Okay!"

"Also, do you want to learn piano? Your fingers are very long and slender, perfect for playing the piano. Of course,
it's too late to start now, but if you practice diligently, you can still play some not-too-difficult pieces fluently
! Besides, the piano can also enhance your refinement and temperament."

Juan'er imagined herself with long, flowing hair, a serene expression, sitting gracefully at the piano, and
felt a surge of longing.

"Will you teach me?"

"Of course! I'm planning to open a music school here. Not only piano, but also violin, cello, guzheng,
pipa , and so on—I can teach you anything you want to learn."

"Wow! You can do all of these! Juejue, you're so amazing!" Juan'er suddenly felt that Juejue
was . Just now, she had even thought about getting her interested in that kind of thing—it was an unforgivable desecration!

"Alright, let's go to sleep!" Juejue was very satisfied with her conversation with Juan'er today. She had always admired Juan'er
and genuinely wanted her to become even more outstanding. Now, she felt like she had rescued a lost little lamb.

"Okay! It's a promise, I'll come to you to learn piano in a few days!" Juan'er turned off the light, snuggled up to Juejue, and
fell asleep. After sleeping for a while, she felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She was now completely immersed in her
yearning for elegance and refinement.

...

Chen Dong, of course, had no idea that Juan'er had already been "purified" by Juejue. When he called earlier, he specifically
instructed Juan'er to find a way to get Juejue to loosen up and stimulate her interest in that kind of thing. He even joked that he'd allow her to
cheat again, and treat Juejue like Wanru.

He thought that with his three years of training, Juan'er, this little vixen, would easily handle Juejue
, so Chen Dong was quite at ease and having a great time with Zhang Qing.

Today they were doing double penetration; Zhang Qing's anus was still a virgin, and it took a lot of effort to deflower her.
Zhang Qing lay on the bed and actually cried.

But even when this vixen cried, it only further aroused the man's animalistic instincts, and although she cried, her body
reacted in response.

"Does it hurt?" Chen Jiang was ultimately a little worried; his penis was being held tightly, and only the glans had entered,
so he didn't dare move.

"It hurts!" Zhang Qing looked aggrieved.

"Shall I come out first?"

"No! Wait a bit, it feels much better than before, I'll bear it a little longer. Actually... I'm quite happy."

"Happy about what?"

"I finally gave you my first time!"

"Silly girl, I'm even a little touched! Does it still hurt?" Chen Dong thought of what Juan'er had said before, and
slowly moved.

Zhang Qing gasped and said, "It's swollen, I feel like... you know... slow down, I'm a little scared!"

"Scared about what? Scared that you'll poop?" Chen Dong said with a wicked smile.

"You still dare to say that!" Zhang Qing blushed.

"Don't worry, it won't happen!" Chen Dong was quite experienced; he had opened the anus of several women before Juan'er. He
rolled over with Zhang Qing in his arms, and the two lay on their sides. He reached out a hand to stimulate Zhang Qing's clitoris, constantly smearing the
vaginal onto his anus and his penis.

Gradually, the grip loosened, and Chen Dong began to slowly thrust in and out. Zhang Qing frowned, enduring it,
focusing her attention on the stimulated clitoris.

"Feeling better now? Think about it, this time, I've played with your whole body, you slut,
don't you like it?"

Zhang Qing gradually became more aroused and relaxed, and Chen Dong's penis went deeper and deeper until it
was inside.

"Ah! It's so full, but it feels a little good!" Zhang Qing spread her buttocks apart with her hands.

"Feeling good so quickly?"

"It feels quite fulfilling. I really like being played with like this by you."

"You like being played with by me, right?"

"Yeah, you're worse than anyone else! You know how to play better than anyone else!"

"Hey! You're the one who taught me to put nipple rings on with clips!"

"But you can do it, and you know how to be considerate. You make me feel both uncomfortable and comfortable. I really envy your wife!"

"Envy what? I'm playing with you now. Come on, bring that over here." Chen Dong pointed to
the several dildos on the bed.

"I knew you were up to something. You saw it at the club that day and remembered it, right?"

"Aren't you envious of my wife? We often do this at home!"

"No way, she's so thin, how can she handle it!"

"What does being thin have to do with this? Use the smaller one, try it yourself and see if you can get it in."

"How thick is the one she uses?"

"What are you comparing? Start with a smaller one the first time, don't hurt yourself!"

Zhang Qing took a non-vibrating dildo, put on a condom (it wasn't hers, even though it had been washed).
She rubbed it against the entrance of the vagina, getting it wet with vaginal fluid, and then slowly pushed it into the vagina.

Both of them let out a satisfied sigh at the same time. Through the membrane, Chen Dong's penis could clearly feel the dildo
entering. His anus was already tight, and the dildo inside the vagina squeezed it, almost causing him to ejaculate.

Zhang Qing's sensation intensified as two hard penises entered her body simultaneously, filling her entire lower body with a feeling of complete fullness
. At first, she was cautious, only inserting about a third of the dildo, but gradually, the
one smaller than Chen Dong's original one was fully inside.

"Ah...so good! I've seen my girls play with it before, and I didn't believe them when they said it was comfortable, but it really
is this good!"

"Do you like it? You little slut, imagine you're being fucked by two men at the same time!"

"I don't want to! Ah...I only want yours!"

"I only have one!" Chen Dong began thrusting, laboriously, very tightly.

"I don't care, I just imagine you have two, it's so tight, I don't dare move the one in front, ah...are you comfortable
?"

"Yes, it's good! The one inside your pussy is squeezing me so tight."

"Yeah! So tight! Ah...hurry up and see, when you move, the one in front moves too, so good!"

"Say something I like to hear!" Chen Dong sped up a little.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Call me 'Daddy,' you little slut!"

"Ah...you're so perverted!"

"Good girl, listen to me!" Juan'er had called him that at home before, but she would laugh as soon as she did.

"Daddy! Fuck me...Daddy! Ah...it feels so good!"

"Does it feel good?"

"It feels good!"

"Call me 'Daddy'!"

"Daddy! I'm your good daughter, I'll let you fuck me! Ah...it feels so good! Daddy! You have two dicks, it
feels so good to fuck me!"

"How were you born?"

"Ah...you're so bad!"

"Tell me!"

"I am...I was born from you fucking my mother! Ah...Daddy! Fuck me hard!"

"I fucked your mother, didn't I!"

"Yes! You fucked my mother, and now you're fucking me, Daddy! You're so bad! Daddy! Hurry up, I'm coming! Ah
...ah...woo...woo woo!" Zhang Qing's body began to tremble, and his moans turned into bestial roars.

The vixen was incredibly cooperative, arousing Chen Dong to the point that he couldn't hold back any longer. He roared, and his penis began to
throb inside Zhang Qing's rectum, spurting out streams of semen!

Zhang Qing gasped, releasing her grip on the dildo. Under the pressure, the dildo was squeezed out, bringing with it
a stream of white fluid. Chen Dong's penis inside her also began to soften, slowly withdrawing from her anus. Zhang Qing
trembled again, letting out a soft "ah," and instinctively contracted her anus. After a

long while, their breathing calmed down. Zhang Qing turned around, her eyes alluring, hugged Chen Dong, and kissed him.
Then, a smile began to appear on her face.

"You still say you're not a pervert! Making people call you 'Dad'! And you even want to sleep with my mom!"

"Do you like it? Aren't you excited! Say it again!"

Zhang Qing bit her lip, her smile growing wider until she finally giggled. "You pervert, I won't say it!"

"You were moaning louder than anyone else just now!"

"Are you going back today?" Zhang Qing changed the subject.

"Call me Dad and I won't go back!" Chen Dong laughed.

"Is it alright if you don't go back?"

"It's alright! Call me Dad!" "

Then come to my house later! Dad! Your good daughter wants you to hold her while she sleeps!" 02-09
17 (Juejue's Bitterness)

The next morning, when Chen Dong left Zhang Qing's house, he was actually a little dizzy. He finally understood
the old saying: there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are over-plowed! Zhang Qing really meant what she said. After arriving home, she wanted him
three more times, making it five times in total! She drained him completely! This woman is really
like a wolf ! Chen Dong seriously considered whether he should get something to replenish his energy.

He remembered that when he went to Beijing last time, he saw his cousin-in-law had a tiger penis, which was said to have
been . He had laughed at him then, but now it seemed he would have to find some time to get it. If all else failed, he could
get some prepared medicinal wine! This wasn't something that could be done in a day or two; there was plenty of time! Chen Dong sighed to the heavens.

He hailed a taxi as soon as he left the apartment complex; it was too close to home, and he didn't dare wander around aimlessly. He went to the place from last night, and
the driver dutifully reminded him on the way that it wasn't open yet. Chen Dong laughed and said he was picking someone up. He called Zhao Mo,
drove to the entrance, and waited a while. Zhao Mo emerged amidst the driver's envious gaze.

This guy was truly an animal; he had three last night, and he still looked energetic.

Chen Dong asked somewhat jealously, "How did you manage? Three? I only had one and my back aches. You
didn't sleep all night,

did you?" "You're such a jerk! Why go through all that trouble? I just picked one I liked, and
let the other two play with each other, a real performance. If I wanted a change, I'd just go over and have a little something. Unlike you, you were
drained dry by that snake!"

"Sigh..." Chen Dong thought about how Juan'er might still want more when he got back, and his scalp tingled.

"Look at you, all weak and trembling! How many times did that snake take you?" Zhao Mo laughed.

Chen Dong helplessly held up a hand.

"That's ruthless!" Zhao Mo clicked his tongue, feeling a pang of sympathy.

"I'm getting old! I'm useless now! Back in the day, I could do it a dozen times a night without a problem!" Chen Dong said, slumped in the back seat.

"You're kidding me, a dozen times? You think it's like pissing?"

"Really! My dick stayed inside all night, hard and I'd thrust, hard and I'd thrust, then I'd sleep for a while,
wake up and thrust again! A dozen times is a conservative estimate!"

"That doesn't count! A few thrusts and it goes soft counts as one time!" Zhao Mo laughed.

Chen Dong was actually joking on purpose, trying to reassure Zhao Mo. Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood,
he said, "Once we get there, whether we're right or wrong, just admit it and take her home. There's no point in rushing this.
Take it slow, just treat her like a rock, it'll warm up eventually."

Zhao Mo sighed.

Chen Dong asked again, "Have you found a place yet? Staying in hotels all the time isn't good; it doesn't feel like home."

"I did find a river-view apartment, but it's a bare shell and needs renovation. Damn it! It makes me angry just thinking about it.
I thought I wasn't coming back, so I sold both apartments. Now, I have to buy another one, plus the renovation costs.
I've lost hundreds of thousands in one go!"

Chen Dong thought for a moment and said, "The renovation will take at least a month or two. How about this, I have another apartment in our
complex , in the building in front of us. It's fully furnished, so you can move in there for now."

Zhao Mo joked, "Brother Fang, tell me honestly! How many apartments do you have?"

"Brother my ass! Just these two. They were originally for Juan'er's parents. Her younger brother lives in another city, and her
father isn't in good health. We were planning to bring them over soon, so they're just sitting empty. You can use them to boost Wangwang's popularity."

"Okay! I'll ask Juejue later!" Zhao Mo didn't mince words.

After getting out of the car at the entrance of the residential area, Chen Dong called Juan'er. The two women had just gotten up, so Chen Dong said
he would bring them breakfast. He ordered two bowls of pork kidney noodles at the breakfast shop, specifically asking for extra portions, saying it would be good for their health,
which drew a disdainful look from Zhao Mo.

While eating the noodles, Chen Dong called Wang Jun. The young woman was on her way to work. She hadn't seen him for several days, and
when she answered the phone, she was very affectionate, calling him "Brother Dong." Chen Dong almost choked. Wang Jun used to either call him by his name or "Section
Chief Chen," but something was clearly wrong now!

Chen Dong regretted calling her, but this was the only favor he could ask her for. He forced a smile and said, "Wang Jun
, I need your help! Listen to me, call me in half an hour and say there's something at work that needs me
to come over , understand?"

"Ah! Why? Didn't you already ask for leave?" Women are so stupid! If it were a man, he
would understand perfectly well.

Chen Dong explained, "Ah... it's like this, I have a social engagement later, I can't refuse because of face, but
I don't want to stay too long, so I need to find a way to get away, understand?"

"Got it! Half an hour later, right! Don't worry!" Wang Jun didn't dwell on it anymore, seemingly quite
happy to help.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Mo looked at him with disdain. "You treat going home as a social engagement, you're something else! You've been
drained by Zhuyeqing, afraid you won't be able to pay Juan'er, huh!"

"Brother, I'm not made of iron, I need to catch my breath!" Chen Dong sighed, "I'm dizzy
and my legs are weak, I need to find a place to catch up on sleep!"

When they got home, Juan'er heard them and rushed to open the door, taking the breakfast. Today she was dressed in a very
formal business suit, a white shirt and black trousers, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail, a very capable professional look.
" Dressed up." Chen Dong's eyes lit up. Juan'er rarely dressed like this at home these past two years; she always dressed as sexy as possible.
But he didn't think much of it; it was normal to dress like this when guests were around.

"Where's Juejue? How's she?" Chen Dong asked.

"She's alright! She's inside!" Juan'er pointed to the house and then said to Zhao Mo, "Go in and apologize! Be
sincere! Were you even speaking human language yesterday?! What do you mean by 'apologize'! Juejue is so good; she even quit
the symphony orchestra You know, she just received an invitation from that French orchestra!" Juan'er blushed a little as she said this;
she had forgotten the name of the orchestra.

"Do you know how much sacrifice she made? It was all for this family! And you still say she has
someone else and doesn't love you! That's too much!" Juan'er put her hands on her hips, looking indignant.

"Ah..." Zhao Mo opened his mouth, stunned for a moment, and whispered, "Wh...what's going on?! Juan'er,
whose side are you on? I've always been good to you!"

"I only said a few words to you because you're not bad! If it were anyone else, I wouldn't even let you in the door!"

Juan'er seemed to have found her footing, getting more and more excited as she spoke, saying with a pained expression, "Ca
n't some self-respect! Can't you stop thinking about that kind of thing all day long, how vulgar! Can't you pursue something more elegant
, something with substance... Ah! What are you doing! Let go! It hurts!"

Chen Dong grabbed Juan'er's ear and dragged her towards the dining room, laughing and scolding, "You brat! You've turned on me after just one night
! Vulgar, you want to be elegant? I asked you to persuade Juejue, and instead, you got persuaded by her! You
believe I'll teach you a lesson right now, and see how elegant you are."

Juan'er was filled with bitterness and anger. She had finally managed to find some of Juejue's noble and dignified air, and was enjoying herself
, but Chen Dong suddenly brought her back to reality. Why does he always treat me like a child, giving me no face at all!
Juan'er pouted, puffed out her cheeks, and looked resentful.

Chen Dong reached out and pinched her resentful expression into a funny face, laughing, "Little vixen, I noticed
something was off about . Why are you dressed like that? Trying to act like a lady again? Come on, try it again!
Like you did at the movie theater yesterday, keep pretending!"

"Ugh! I'm ignoring you, I'm going to find Juejue!" Juan'er turned to run away, but Chen Dong grabbed her.

"They're talking, why are you going to bother them?" He then told Juan'er about the house.

Juan'er immediately perked up. "Great! I love Juejue so much, it's so great to live so close! Or, how about
we sell that house to them cheaper? My parents aren't in a hurry."

"They like river-view apartments, do you think we're so materialistic! Living in the city center!"

"Wow! A river-view apartment! I want to live there too!" Juan'er looked longingly at him.

"Come on! You're just a vulgar girl! You know that? The most vulgar girl ever!" Chen Dong pinched her
nose and said with a smile.

"Sigh... Back in the day, I was a refined and elegant person! How did I become a vulgar girl in just a few years
!" Juan'er sighed, eating the beef noodles Chen Dong had brought her with a resentful expression.

"Do you even know what 'burning the zither and cooking the crane' means? Don't use it if you don't know! Using a zither as firewood to cook a crane, and you still say you're
not vulgar !" Chen Dong further attacked her. This trend shouldn't be allowed to continue. It takes three years to learn to be good, but it only takes three days to learn to be bad. Juan'er
is showing signs of going astray!

"Isn't it all because of you! How could I not be vulgar after marrying you!" Juan'er shouted.

"So true! You're spitting out the beef in your mouth!" Chen Dong reached out and closed her chin, laughing:
"It's precisely because you're vulgar that I like you, silly girl!"

"Really! Husband, give me a kiss!" Juan'er pouted her lips, which were covered in red oil.

Chen Dong leaned over and kissed her lips. Juan'er cried out for more.

Zhao Mo ran out of the room, carrying a bowl. Seeing them like this, she exclaimed with disgust, "Ca
n't you be a little more considerate? There are outsiders here! Where's the microwave? I'll heat it up for her."

Chen Dong pointed to the kitchen and asked, "Have you appeased her yet?"

"Not so fast!" Zhao Mo sighed.

"Why are you doing this!" Chen Dong frowned. He hated this kind of endless woman.

Zhao Mo went back inside. Chen Dong and Juan'er secretly followed her to the door, only to see Zhao Mo carefully
placing the coffee table next to Juejue, smiling as he said, "Wife, your favorite chicken soup rice noodles. I even had them
skim off the oil and add extra vegetables. Eat up, I've heated it up for you again."

Juejue sat upright in her chair, still expressionless, staring blankly into the distance.

"Being angry is one thing, but don't hurt yourself!" Zhao Mo patiently continued with a smile, "Wife, I
was wrong. You know me, when I get anxious, I can't keep my mouth
shut just pretend I farted. I promise, from now on, as long as you don't want to, I will never force you, okay!"

Juejue finally spoke, coldly saying, "Didn't you say you couldn't handle it? Why are you here now?"

"Who said I couldn't handle it! How could I bear to part with such a good wife!" Zhao Mo said with a grin.

"What's so great about me? Any woman you find outside would be better than me!"

"How could that be! That's just an angry outburst! Those women aren't even worthy of carrying your shoes! I'll stay home with you from now on, okay
?"

"Why would you stay home with me? I can't satisfy you."

"I... I'll just watch you play the piano, wife, you look most beautiful when you play the piano!"

Chen Dong and Juan'er, who were eavesdropping by the door, clicked their tongues in amazement. Juan'er was touched, thinking that Zhao Mo wasn't bad at all,
so considerate and gentle to Juejue! Much better than her own husband!

Chen Dong, however, looked completely unconvinced. He had no liking for Juejue's self-righteousness. As
a wife , this was her duty, yet she seemed to take it for granted! He felt sorry for Zhao Mo; could watching her
play the piano put food on the table? She'd be better off playing the piano and blowing a trumpet at the same time!

When Juejue finally started eating, Zhao Mo ran out, wiping his sweat and rubbing his face. His face had been stiff from smiling.

Chen Dong let Juan'er go inside, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Now I know why you two ended up like this
. It's all your fault! This isn't how you treat your wife! You really treat her like a queen!"

Zhao Mo was stunned and protested, "How is it my fault! Didn't you tell me to treat her like a rock?"

"Treating her means holding her! You're treating her like a precious treasure! At this rate, you'll never warm her up! I told you, you're
quite the man outside, but in front of your wife, you're like a grandson. Is this how you spoil her?"

"Then what should I do?"

"Look how I treat Juan'er. Spoiling her is fine, but that's like treating her like a child, not a queen!"

"You've got a problem with your mentality. Do you feel inferior because she's too outstanding?"

"A little!" Zhao Mo nodded in agreement. Chen Dong said with exasperation, "What are you inferior about?! No matter how outstanding
she is, she's still your wife! Besides, what's so great about her? She can only play the piano! These days,
there are plenty of people who can play the piano. I could bring you a truckload of beauties in a minute, believe it or not!"

"Not only can she play, she's won awards, major awards!"

"Go away! Look at you, so pathetic! Do you even understand what I mean? You need to figure out what
love and respect are! What should you use to treat your wife?"

"Respect? No, no, no, love, love!"

"Think it over carefully!"

Juan'er came out, smiling, and said, "Honey, Juejue agreed to move in. Let's go help
them !"

Chen Dong shook his head and said, "Tomorrow, the house has been empty. Let's go over and air it out first,
then find a cleaning company to do the cleaning." He then said to Zhao Mo, "Why don't you stay at our house for a day, and
we can go to your hotel to move things together tomorrow morning?"

The phone rang, and Chen Dong pretended to look at his phone and said, "Wang Jun? What does she want?"

"Hello Wang Jun! ...I'm resting! ...Oh! That Section Chief Wang can handle it too, ah
...he's not here either, okay, okay! I'll come over." Chen Dong said a few words and hung up quickly. Wang
Jun on the other end seemed to be unable to hold back her laughter.

Juan'er said from the side, "Honey, something's come up at work! Go ahead, leave it to me, I'll make sure
it's spotless."

"Thank you for your trouble!" Chen Dong hugged Juan'er and kissed her, then left the house amidst Zhao Mo's disdainful expression.

As he left the apartment complex, Chen Dong called Wang Jun again, worried, "Don't tell Juan'er about this. If she
asks, just say something really came up at work!" These two women were too close; they might find out one day.

"Okay! Don't worry, it's our secret, right?" Wang Jun seemed even happier.

"Yes, yes, it's a secret!" Chen Dong was a little dumbfounded. He just wanted to find a place to sleep, but it
felt like he was having an affair.

He was about to find a hotel to book when he realized he'd forgotten his ID.
He hadn't , and he'd been gossiping about Zhao Mo at home, completely forgetting about it. He couldn't book a room, and
he didn't dare go to Zhang Qing's place. He was embracing that vixen, and even though she didn't want him, Chen Dong couldn't resist. Zhu Sang's place was also closed.

Helpless, he dialed Wang Jun's number again. "Jun'er!" The moment the name left his mouth, Chen Dong felt awkward; it
sounded too much like Juan'er.

"Um..." He didn't know how to start. Would borrowing someone's bed cause misunderstandings?

"What's wrong?"

"Um... I'm homeless right now, and I don't have my ID... I didn't sleep a wink last night."
Chen Dong felt pathetic even talking to himself;

he had brought this on himself! "Then... come to my place." Wang Jun whispered on the phone, "I'll sneak back and open the door for you."

"I... I... I just wanted to borrow your place to catch up on some sleep, I... I didn't mean anything else." Chen Dong
could swear to God he really had no intention of anything.

"I know, don't say anything, come on over!" Wang Jun's tone became even gentler.

Having already said it, Chen Dong stopped worrying. This young girl wasn't afraid, so why should he be? He knew where Wang Jun
lived; it wasn't far from the bank, and naturally, not far from his own home either. He'd even helped her rent that place.

Damn, it really was like finding grass near your own nest. Zhang Qing's house was also nearby; next time, he'd definitely look further away. Sigh…

never mind! He was already struggling to manage two people! Looking for another would be risking his life! Being a womanizer
wasn't so easy!

…

After Chen Dong left, Juan'er took the keys and showed the couple the apartment. The two buildings faced each other, both on the same floor
. In the bustling city center, where land was incredibly valuable, the buildings couldn't be spaced far apart; you could see each other from the balconies of both apartments.

The layout was the same; it was originally intended for Juan'er's parents, fully furnished and equipped, ready to
move in. Juejue was quite satisfied. She didn't like staying in hotels; no matter how good the facilities, nothing beated a real home.

They hired more housekeeping staff, and the cleaning was done quickly. It wasn't actually that dirty. After
opening up the front and back balconies, Juan'er took Juejue shopping, saying she wouldn't be back for lunch and told Zhao Mo to order takeout.

Zhao Mo returned to Chen Dong's house alone, watched TV for a while, then got bored and wandered around the house. His gaze
was drawn to the photo wall in the living room.

Dozens of photos hung warmly on the wall, documenting Juan'er and Chen Dong's journey together. Zhao
Mo looked at each one carefully, mostly of Juan'er, seeing her transform from her initial innocence and naivety to her current
maturity and sexiness. In the photos, she was sometimes dignified, sometimes laughing, sometimes charming, sometimes alluring—a versatile little enchantress!

Juan'er's face wasn't as delicate as Juejue's, her eyes weren't as big, her nose wasn't as straight, and her face shape wasn't Juejue's
standard oval shape, but she was just pleasing to the eye, and Zhao Mo just thought she was beautiful! Zhao Mo suddenly felt a pang of regret for not having read
enough books; he couldn't think of a better way to describe it.

He stared at one of the photos—a faceless, laughing expression of Juan'er, her mouth wide open, revealing all her teeth,
her nose wrinkled, her eyes narrowed to slits. It must have been winter; she was wearing a hat, her face red from the cold, and
there seemed to be a bit of snot hanging from her nose. How could she laugh so happily! When had Juejue ever laughed like that! Zhao Mo felt a pang of
sadness.

He went to the balcony, feeling a bit sentimental, wanting some fresh air. But he was dazzled by Juan'er's long row of underwear—
so much! There were five or six pairs of panties alone, black, white, red, pink, hanging there in a flamboyant display, and
bras too. Zhao Mo wanted to look away; he didn't consider himself to have such a fetish.

But his feet moved on their own, and he reached out a hand, hesitatingly touching Juan'er's panties.
The feel was so soft, he immediately withdrew his hand, glancing furtively out onto the balcony. Zhao Mo noticed his
face burning. Damn it, just touching panties and he got a reaction!

These are that little vixen's panties! How come they're so small? Her butt seems pretty big! Can they even cover it? Zhao
Mo took a breath, then reached out again, grabbing a white pair. That lazy girl, she
didn't even away when they were dry! This is making me make a mistake! This is where her butt is covered, this is where her front is covered, and this is where
her tender little pussy is pressed against? Zhao Mo's hand touched the thinnest part of the panties, imagining Juan'er's body pressed against this spot
, and he began to harden.

Damn, this seems a bit perverted! Zhao Mo forced himself to pull his hand back, but couldn't resist glancing at Juan'er's bra.
That brat's got some assets! Zhao Mo didn't even need to check the size to tell it was at least a size larger than Juejue's. After staring for a while,
he turned and went into the bedroom, sighing and laughing at his own absurdity.

There was a computer in the bedroom. Zhao Mo sat down and turned it on. The desktop wallpaper was another photo of Juan'er,
noticeably sexier than the photos outside. She was wearing a long black dress, sitting on a red sofa, leaning forward seductively
. The dress was low-cut, half her breast exposed, creating a deep cleavage. Zhao Mo gave another
wry smile . Was she testing him?

He opened a webpage, casually browsing, but his mind wasn't really on his eyes. He eventually switched back to the desktop, hesitantly
clicking on "My Computer." Zhao Mo didn't know what he wanted to find; he just wanted to see
what ! The C drive is the system drive, no need to look at it. The D drive, named the "tool drive" by Chen Dong, is for frequently used software, so ignore that too.
The E drive is for games, skip that. The F drive is for collecting! 300GB capacity, 180GB used, still available!

With a mix of guilt and unease, Zhao Mo opened the F
drive
. There weren't many folders, but they were very well organized: movies, pictures, novels, and photos. He opened the photo folder first; most were named after places, both domestic and international. He opened the Saipan folder, and in the preview, he found many photos of Juan'er in swimsuits and bikinis.
Zhao Mo took a deep breath and opened one.

Azure skies and clear water, Juan'er with her back to the sea on a white sand beach, smiling happily at him. The white
bikini accentuated her figure, proudly displaying her curvaceous figure. The little vixen's sexiness
stimulated Zhao Mo without reservation, reigniting the desire he had just suppressed.

He zoomed in on the photo, admiring Juan'er's body inch by inch, starting from her calves and slowly moving upwards. Fine
sand clung to her full thighs. Further up, he saw her legs, covered only by a small piece of cloth. Her genitals were full and bulging, the shape of her labia majora still discernible. Her bikini was small, yet not a single stray hair was visible— had she shaved? Moving upwards, her completely exposed abdomen made Zhao Mo's mouth dry. A firm belly, a round navel, a slender yet boneless waist—finally, he stopped at her breasts. Juan'er's fullness and firmness once again assaulted his senses. This little vixen was truly unrecognizable when she was clothed. He'd always thought she was quite thin, just with a big butt. Turns out she was quite well-endowed! He thought of Juejue again, a moment of disbelief washing over him. He realized he'd never really looked closely at Juejue's body. Not that he didn't want to, but Juejue wouldn't allow it. Damn it, who would believe that! Married for over two years, and he'd never even seen his wife's body properly! Zhao Mo flipped through the photos one by one. The vast majority were of Juan'er, with very few featuring Chen Dong . The few that did appear were selfies of the two embracing, their faces full of affection. Zhao Mo quickly skipped over these, focusing only on Juan'er. The little vixen always smiled sweetly at the camera. Zhao Mo slowly immersed himself in the photos, as if he were the one holding the camera! He and Juejue had traveled together before, but when had they ever experienced this kind of joy? Juejue loved Europe, the Louvre, the British Museum—she would often stare blankly at those things he would never understand for ages , sometimes even inexplicably bursting into tears! Despite Zhao Mo's efforts to remind himself that it was art, he still found it agonizing. These things were just for looking at ; was it really necessary to stare for so long? There was a living, breathing person right next to him! She also liked to take him to concerts. Symphonies were one thing; he could at least take a nap. What he couldn't stand most was listening to those ugly, fat women moaning loudly during sex! Juejue called it coloratura, an aria, but he thought it was moaning! And it wasn't even as good as those of , mainly because she was ugly! Even more importantly, after listening, he had to stand up, force a smile, and clap with gentlemanly grace, but he couldn't clap too loudly. What a load of crap! I'd rather go to a stand-up comedy show; if I enjoy it, I'll applaud! If I don't, I'll just boo! Going out with Juejue isn't fun, it's torture! When have I ever been as happy as the two of them! Zhao Mo's desire slowly faded, turning into admiration, envy, and a little jealousy. He suddenly regretted not resisting the pressure from his family. Marrying such a wife was torture for both of them! But it seemed he couldn't entirely blame his family; Juejue's impeccable beauty had also moved him. He sighed, closed the photo, and no matter how much he imagined it, Juan'er wasn't smiling at him. Opening the movie folder, Chen Dong had clearly tried to conceal it, adding a bunch of random folders, but it could only fool a novice; the folder size betrayed its contents. Finding Chen Dong's collection, Zhao Mo randomly scrolled through a few movies, mostly about married women cheating, wife-swapping threesomes, BDSM, and exhibitionism, all with Chinese subtitles. Damn it! That son of a bitch Chen Dong! Watching this kind of stuff with his little vixen every day, no wonder he's cheating! Zhao Mo gritted his teeth . He then opened the picture folder, which contained only a dozen or so landscape photos. He casually closed it, but immediately realized something was wrong . The folder was over 2GB, while those dozen or so pictures were at most 100MB! Zhao Mo's breathing quickened. What could it be? Chen Dong had only concealed the porn, not hidden it... Could it be...? Zhao Mo's hand holding the mouse began to tremble. … "Wow! Juejue, you have such a great figure!" Juan'er exclaimed with a smile in the hotel. Juejue had just finished and was changing her clothes. She had stayed overnight at Juan'er's house the night before, and hadn't changed her clothes inside or out. She was a bit of a germaphobe and had been feeling uncomfortable all over, so she pulled Juan'er back to the hotel first. Juejue was very uncomfortable now. Although she was still wearing a bra and panties, she had never undressed like this in front of anyone since she could dress herself, not even in front of Zhao Mo. At home, she would change clothes in another room, and when they made love, she would turn off the lights first and hide under the covers before undressing completely. She wanted Juan'er to go out and wait for her, but Juan'er wouldn't let her have her way. Instead, she sat even closer, giggling and commenting on her figure. "Juejue, you're so fair-skinned! I want to touch it every time I see you. Your skin must be so smooth! No wonder Zhao Mo is always thinking about that kind of thing. If it were our Chen Dong, he would be holding you all day long!" Juan'er's composure only lasted one night. As soon as she saw Chen Dong in the morning, she reverted to her original self. "What nonsense are you talking about!" Juejue quickly put on her clothes, looking annoyed. Seeing that Juejue was really angry, Juan'er pouted and changed the subject. "Juejue, do you love Zhao Mo?" Juejue was stunned, thought for a moment, and hesitated before saying, "I don't know, I guess... I love him."

"Chen Dong told me that you two were forced into marriage by your families, so it must have been awkward, right? But
since you're already married, I think it's better to accept him. It's all part of life, after all! Actually, Zhao Mo
is really good, and he's good to you too. Look at how he warms up your breakfast this morning—our Chen Dong wouldn't do that!"

"Isn't Chen Dong good to you?" Women can't help but gossip.

"He is! But it's different. He always treats me like a child, sometimes it's really annoying!"
Juan'er said "annoying," but her face showed satisfaction. Juejue looked at her happy expression and felt a little dazed.
What does it feel like to be treated like a child?

Juejue also wanted to get along well with Zhao Mo. Now that they were married, she belonged to him. For
this family, she had even given up her career—wasn't that love? In the past two years, just as Zhao Mo wanted to change her
, she had also tried to change him, taking him to art exhibitions, museums, and concerts—wasn't it all in the hope that
they could have something in common?

However, Zhao Mo only showed a little interest at the beginning, and then it turned into disgust.
Although he didn't say it and tried his best to cooperate, she couldn't sense it. Sigh, they were ultimately two different kinds of people.

As for that kind of thing, she wasn't completely unable to accept it. When two people are deeply in love, their clothes are loosened and
they are intimately intertwined , which is a beautiful thing! She just really disliked sex without any romance, like animals! Sex should
be a product of deep love, not driven by desire.

Thinking of this, she felt wronged again. She knew she couldn't satisfy Zhao Mo, and she felt guilty, which was why she
tolerated his philandering outside. But how could a woman not care about this kind of thing! How could she not care!

She thought she had changed a lot, just like yesterday and the day before, she had given in to him! And she tried very hard to
pretend to enjoy it, but she just couldn't keep up the act!

...

"Husband, is this how it is!" In the video, Juan'er was wearing a red spaghetti strap nightgown, lying on the bed,
looking at him with a seductive expression. The pajamas were sheer and short, clearly showing she wasn't wearing a bra; her nipples were clearly visible, and her
full breasts changed shape with her movements. The hem only reached her upper thighs, revealing her white inner thighs, which
rubbed together.

Zhao Mo finally found the hidden files—photos, videos, many of them. He had just looked at the photos;
Juan'er was naked or wearing sexy lingerie, striking various seductive poses. He saw her full breasts, round
buttocks, and, most excitingly, her genitals—a nearly hairless mons pubis, thick labia majora, pink
labia minora, and clitoris. Juan'er was in bed, in the living room, in the bathroom, on the balcony, standing, sitting, squatting, or lying down.

This content was completely beyond his imagination; Zhao Mo was now trembling, his face burning.

The video continued, and Chen Dong's voice came through: "Little slut, take your tits out." The camera
zoomed in , focusing on Juan'er's breasts.

"No!" Juan'er's voice was sweet and cloying, and the video audio was very clear.

"Good girl! Be good!"

"Which one should I touch?" Juan'er's hand caressed her breasts through her pajamas.

"The left one!"

"Which one is the left one, honey? Point it out to me!" Juan'er smiled seductively, caressing both breasts at the same time.

"You little devil, cooperate!"

One full breast popped out from the neckline of her pajamas. Juan'er kneaded and squeezed the tender flesh with her hand.
Zhao Mo, sitting in front of the computer, subconsciously licked his lips.

"Come on, touch your nipple yourself."

Juan'er obediently stretched out her index finger and flicked it on her nipple.

"Does it feel good?"

Juan'er pouted and said aggrievedly, "I don't feel anything when I touch it myself. Honey, I want you to touch it!"

"Just imagine that I'm touching it, put some saliva on it."

Juan'er put her index finger in her mouth and sucked, humming two moans at the camera. Her saliva-covered index finger returned to
her nipple and flicked it on the red little flesh.

"Isn't it smooth and comfortable?"

"It tickles! Honey, it's still not as comfortable as when you touch me!"

"You little devil, get into it! If you don't do a good job this time, I'll punish you!"

"Okay!" Juan'er pouted and asked, "What's next?"

"Move your hand down, slowly, slowly, until you reach my thigh!" Juan'er's hand obediently slid down
her pajamas .

"Make two noises!"

"Ah...oh...uh..." "

Are you reciting pinyin? Ah, oh, uh, and even yi, wu, yu! Don't laugh! Make them again!"

Juan'er burst out laughing, and Zhao Mo laughed too, finding Juan'er even cuter amidst his excitement!

"Ah...um...so good! I want...honey...I want you!" This time Juan'er was much more serious,
making very expressive noises.

"Good girl, slowly put your hand into your panties!" Chen Dong directed Juan'er's little hand into her white panties, and Zhao
Mo could see Juan'er's fingers moving inside.

"What are you touching, you little slut?"

"Touching my pussy! You little slut is touching her own pussy!"

Zhao Mo was completely stunned. The word "pussy" actually came out of Juan'er's mouth! He had imagined Juan'er
would be very open at home, but he hadn't expected her to be this open!

"Does it feel good?" "

Yes, honey, I'm touching my little balls!"

"What are little balls?"

"Little balls are my clitoris! Ah...it feels numb!" Juan'er twisted her waist, seemingly getting some sensation. Zhao
Mo became increasingly excited.

"Is your little cunt wet yet?"

"A little bit, honey, can you lick it for me? When you lick it, my little cunt will get so wet,
it will feel so good!"

"Touch yourself." The camera shook, and Chen Dong seemed to get excited too. "I have to have
an !"

"Honey, I want to take off my panties! It's uncomfortable to put them in like this. Do you want to see my little cunt?"

"Take them off!"

Zhao Mo's breathing quickened. Although he had seen Juan'er's genitals in the photos, they were static,
not as direct as the video.

The white panties were taken off, and Zhao Mo subconsciously looked out the window. It must be the same pair he had just touched
!

Juan'er's genitals were completely exposed to the camera. Chen Dong pushed her over and took a close-up. Juan'er cooperated by
spreading her labia, and the fleshy red flesh made Zhao Mo feel dizzy.

"Why is it still dry?" Chen Dong seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Honey, look, there's a little bit of moisture!" Juan'er twirled her finger around her vaginal opening a few times, then held it up to
the camera; was indeed a little wet.

"Get some saliva." The camera zoomed in on Juan'er's face, which was slightly red. Juan'er smacked her lips,
caught , and lowered it. The camera followed the movement, wetting the pinkish-red area with saliva.

Juan'er's fingers rubbed her vulva, and her legs slowly closed.

"Open your legs!" Chen Dong shouted, voicing Zhao Mo's inner thoughts.

"Honey, I think I'm starting to feel something!" Juan'er obediently opened her legs, and Zhao Mo noticed that there seemed to
be .

"That's right! You're such a grown woman, and you still don't know how to masturbate? Are you still a little slut?"

"I have you! Ah...it feels so good, my clitoris seems to be hard!" Juan'er's voice began
to carry desire.

"Keep going, feel what pressure you like."

"Lighter for a while, heavier for a while, that feels the best, honey, I'm starting to itch inside! I want you!"

Zhao Mo saw Juan'er slide a finger into her vagina.

"Insert it yourself, imagine my cock is inside you! Add another one!"

"Not as comfortable as yours!" Juan'er added another finger, and the movements became more intense. "I want yours! Honey,
this little slut can't take it anymore, give it to me!"

"Listen to me, just pretend I'm not home, and now you want it all by yourself, what am I going to do!"

"I don't want it! It hurts so much!" Juan'er's voice was tinged with tears, and she twisted her body, pleading, "Honey,
please fuck me a couple of times, just two times, this little slut wants you to fuck me! I'm so itchy inside!"

Zhao Mo felt an uncomfortable swelling in his crotch, reached down and grasped his hardness, cursing Chen Dong
for being a pervert . The little vixen was already aroused; if it were him, he would have pounced on her long ago.

"What do you want from me?" Chen Dong continued to tease.

"I want your cock...husband, this little slut wants your cock!" Juan'er's hands moved more and more intensely between her legs.
Zhao Mo could see that Juan'er's fingers were completely wet with her juices, moving in and out of her vagina quickly.

"Besides my cock, do you want someone else's?" Chen Dong asked seductively.

Zhao Mo's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

"I only want yours! I only want you..."

"But you slut just got fucked by someone else!"

The camera zoomed in on Juan'er's face. Her expression showed some struggle, some resistance, but more
excitement . Zhao Mo was completely shocked. This must have been filmed in the last two days. He had been worried that Juan'er's infidelity
would leave a shadow over their relationship. Seeing the two of them acting like nothing had happened these past two days, he thought it was all an act. He
felt that if Juejue had cheated, he definitely couldn't do this. He thought they would definitely hide it very well and
carefully avoid it.

But they didn't hide it at all, instead treating it as a spice of sex. No wonder, Chen Dongzhen wasn't faking it,
he really let go, damn it!

"Husband, I'm sorry!" Juan'er cried out.

"Sorry for what? Did someone else fuck your little slut?"

"Mmm..." Juan'er's fingers continued to swirl.

"Did he fuck you good? Tell the truth!"

"It was alright!...He fucked harder than you! He fucked longer than you, you never fuck me!
You always so bad!" Juan'er groaned as she rolled over, lying face down on the bed, her plump buttocks sticking up,
facing the camera, making Zhao Mo blush.

"It was alright, that's good! Do you still want him to fuck you? I'll let you fuck him again, okay?"

"No, I only want yours! I'll only let you fuck me from now on!" Juan'er didn't seem to have lost her mind.

"You little slut, still pretending? Tell the truth, do you still want him to fuck you?"

"Ugh...ugh..." Juan'er thrust her buttocks up and down, her juices already overflowing, and another hand
appeared , reaching between Juan'er's thighs.

"Ah...so good! Husband, I want you!" Juan'er lifted her buttocks to meet his advances.

The hand, wet with her vaginal fluids, reached for her anus. The camera zoomed in,
revealing Juan'er's reddish-brown anus contracting noticeably. Zhao Mo stared wide-eyed, hearing his own heavy breathing, watching
the hand move back and forth between her vagina and anus, Juan'er's anus growing increasingly wet. Then, the finger slowly
slid in, until it was fully inserted.

Zhao Mo frowned, feeling a pang of pity, thinking Juan'er must be in great pain. He had undergone anal exams at the hospital, and
the experience was far from pleasant. He knew about anal sex, but had never tried it. Yet Juan'er's reaction was
clearly one of pleasure, her moans devoid of pain. Zhao Mo was stunned. Was she genuinely enjoying it, or was she simply pleasing
Chen Dong?

Chen Dong pulled his finger out, replaced it with another, and repeated the process. Then, he inserted both fingers together.
Juan'er let out a high-pitched scream. Zhao Mo felt a pang of heartache; she must be in so much pain. This was his wife! How could Chen Dong do this
to her ?! But Juan'er's next words left him speechless!

"So good...husband, go deeper, I want...ah..."

"Little bitch, does it feel good to have your asshole penetrated? Do you like having your asshole touched by someone else?" Little bitch, asshole...
Zhao Mo felt like his world was collapsing. He already felt uncomfortable hearing Chen Dong call Juan'er a little slut, and now it
was even worse.

"Great, I love it! I am a little bitch, my cunt, my asshole are all for you to play with! For you to touch!"

The camera started shaking, but it was still clear that Chen Dong's fingers were going in and out of Juan'er's anus.

"Does it feel good to touch your own cunt?"

"Yes, it feels so good!"

"Do you want someone to fuck you?"

"Yes! Ah... I want it so much!

" "Who do you want to fuck you?

" "You!"

"Anything else? You little slut, say it!"

"Anything else...something else...Jiang Hua, I want Jiang Hua to fuck me too, ah...husband, am I very slutty,
very cheap!"

Zhao Mo felt a surge of heat rush to his head. How could Juan'er be so lewd when she was aroused! How could
Chen Dong turn Juan'er into this! Is this what training is like? So this is what training is like!

"Pan Juan! You're a slut! A cheap slut! Does it feel good to be a cheap slut?"

"Yes! I am a cheap slut! Hmm...I am a cheap slut! Ah...ah..." In the camera, Juan'er's
body began to tremble violently and contort. You could clearly see the tender flesh on her buttocks and thighs trembling. The screams grew louder and louder.
The volume grew louder and louder, becoming ear-piercing. Zhao Mo quickly turned down the computer volume with trembling hands.

Juan'er's reaction during her orgasm terrified Zhao Mo. Over the years, besides prostitutes, he had seduced many respectable women,
but none of them had ever orgasmed with such intensity and pride as Juan'er. Her cries seemed to be
proclaiming her pleasure to the world. He thought of Juejue again; orgasms seemed to be something she was immune to!

Juan'er's cries gradually subsided, her pale body limp on the bed, panting. The image froze and
then disappeared. Zhao Mo, however, remained staring at the screen, lost in thought. So this is what Juan'er is like in bed! So
this is how Chen Dong does it! Damn it!

Zhao Mo didn't know what he was cursing. He thought of Juejue; compared to Juan'er, his own woman was hardly
a woman! She was more like a dead woman!

The lust slowly subsided. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and the images of Juan'er and Juejue
kept flashing through his mind. Gradually, Juejue's image began to fade.

He remembered Chen Dong's words that morning: to hold her in his arms and cherish her like a child. Ha! Could I hold her
like that ? Could I cherish her like that? Zhao Mo smiled bitterly. He began to regret peeking at these things. He
understood a little about how Chen Dong was a husband. He envied him, but he knew he couldn't do it. To have Juejue call him a slut,
a whore? To have Juejue say "penis" and "asshole"? To have Juejue say she wanted to be fucked by someone else? Impossible!

Did he think Juejue was some kind of vixen like Juan'er?

Yes! Juejue had reason to be proud, both in terms of family background and herself. But Juan'er? Juan'er's family background couldn't
compare to theirs, but she also had the capital to be proud! Zhao Mo wasn't unfamiliar with Juan'er's
demeanor ; she was just as poised and capable. But at home, in front of Chen Dong, she transformed into this.
Why? Personality? Desire? Probably both, but more likely, it was the emotional investment! "

Does Juejue have feelings for me?" Zhao Mo asked himself, utterly lacking confidence.

He shook his head, shut down his computer, went to the living room, and saw Juan'er's laughing photo again. He reached out, tapped
her wrinkled nose, and whispered, "Little vixen, how did you get tricked by Chen Dong!"

...

Chen Dong slept until the afternoon, returning home close to four. Nothing happened with Wang Jun;
the girl wasn't Zhang Qing. If he didn't take the initiative, Wang Jun couldn't cause any trouble. However,
the slight resentment in her eyes as she left made him uncomfortable. He thought he must keep his distance and not
provoke her again!

"Hehehe, wake up!" Chen Dong kicked Zhao Mo, who was sleeping on the sofa, awake and asked, "Where are the other two? Why
did they leave you alone at home?"

"They went shopping this morning," Zhao Mo replied listlessly.

"You're just sleeping at home during such a beautiful time!"

"You think everyone's like you, keeping your main wife while flaunting other women!"

"Damn! Haven't you had enough women? By the way, didn't you have Jingjing? Didn't you go see her?" "

No point, I dumped her!"

"Go pick up some more, find a few decent girls, and get revenge for me!" Chen Dong laughed, took out his phone and called Juan'er
. The two women were getting facials at the beauty salon, so he told Zhao Mo to go out and buy groceries so they could eat at home that night.

"Hey!" On the way, Zhao Mo asked hesitantly, "You really don't care about Juan'er at all?"

Chen Dong stared at Zhao Mo suspiciously and said, "You're acting strange today. What's wrong? Did you
argue with Juejue again?"

Zhao Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "What's there to argue about! It's pointless, just make do! Hey, I'm asking you a question!"

Chen Dong shrugged and said, "It's definitely a lie to say I don't care, but thinking about it from another perspective, it's actually not bad." "

Not bad? What perspective?"

Chen Dong laughed, "That's a very profound topic. With your current level of understanding, explaining it would be quite stressful
!"

After they finished buying groceries, the two women returned. Juan'er and Chen Dong were busy in the kitchen.
Neither Zhao Mo nor Juejue could cook. They hired a housekeeper at home and ate out when staying in hotels. The couple sat somewhat awkwardly
on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

Juan'er's laughter and screams occasionally came from the kitchen, accompanied by Chen Dong's joking and scolding.

"Are you an idiot?! I asked for light soy sauce, and you gave me dark

soy sauce! Look, the vegetables are all black!" "Can't you see for yourself? It's not like I poured it out! And you have the nerve to blame me! Ah! No, no! Oil, oil, oil!

My clothes are dirty! ...Wow! Honey, when did you learn to flip the wok? You're so amazing! Hahaha...

You can't even handle a few words of praise, let's just leave it at that!" Zhao

Mo's eyes were glued to the TV, but his ears were listening to the sounds coming from the other side. He glanced at Juejue sitting upright beside him, looking completely detached from worldly affairs. He shook his head and gave a self-deprecating smile. Juejue spoke up, saying softly, "Zhao Mo, when we move in, I'll learn to cook too!" Zhao Mo was a little surprised. Looking at her, she seemed different; her expression wasn't as stiff as usual, and he felt a touch of emotion. Just as he was about to agree, Juan'er came out with a plate, smiling and saying to them, "Look, look! Braised beef with potatoes, tastes pretty good, although it doesn't look very appealing, haha!" Zhao Mo's gaze was drawn to her, following her gently until she dashed into . When he looked at Juejue again, the earlier emotion had vanished, and he said indifferently, "Forget it, too much trouble, let's just hire a housekeeper!" ... "Honey, Zhao Mo seems to have touched our computer today!" It was already dark, and Juan'er nestled in Chen Dong's arms, feeling somewhat uneasy. "You left him home alone, isn't it normal for him to play on the computer?" Chen Dong said nonchalantly. "But there's that kind of stuff on the computer! What if he sees it!" "So what if he sees it? It's not like he hasn't been seen before!" Chen Dong teased. Juan'er's face became unnatural, her eyes began to dart away, and she bit her lip, remaining silent. "Silly girl, I've told you so many times, it's nothing, it's all in the past!" Chen Dong knew he had stirred up Juan'er , so he hugged her and comforted her. "But I still feel sorry for you!" Juan'er buried her face in Chen Dong's chest. "Hehe! Then make it up to me! Come on, you little slut, take off your panties yourself!" "I want them now! Juejue and the others are next door, they'll hear us!" "What are you afraid of? Let them hear us, I want Juejue to hear! How should a wife behave! You saw it when , the two of them were so polite to each other, they didn't act like a couple at all!" Chen Dong's hand reached into Juan'er's nightgown and grasped one of her breasts.

"You pervert! How will we get along with them if they hear this!" Juan'er blushed, but obediently took off
her panties .

"Come here!" Chen Dong made Juan'er spread her legs and straddle his face. Juan'er's labia minora were small, usually covered
by her thick labia majora, only exposed when her legs were wide open like this. Chen Dong's exploration of her
was fierce, but it was still a beautiful pink.

Chen Dong stuck out his tongue, but it was still a little short. He laughed, "Little slut, you can't lick it, sit lower."

Juan'er adjusted her position, spreading her legs wider and kneeling lower. Her labia minora were parted, revealing her
tender red vaginal opening. She panted and said, "You're so lazy. You want to lick yourself but you don't move. You make me put it in your mouth
. Ah... be gentle!"

As Chen Dong's tongue teased her clitoris, Juan'er's little cunt gradually became wet. Her vaginal fluid began to gather at the vaginal opening
, more and more. Finally, a long, crystal-clear stream dangled and slowly fell into Chen Dong's mouth.

Juan'er kept her head down, watching Chen Dong suck her juices into his mouth, then let his tongue draw out a
long string of them. This lewd scene made her tremble, and the moan she had been holding back finally escaped her lips!

...

In the guest room next door, Juejue lay on the bed, occasionally stealing glances at Zhao Mo beside her.
The way Juan'er and Chen Dong were intimate today had deeply moved her, and she was envious. What woman doesn't want a better
relationship ?

She was very nervous when she went to bed, afraid that Zhao Mo would want her. This was someone else's house; how could she do such a
thing! She had experienced Zhao Mo's persistent and ruthless methods many times, and she was genuinely afraid! But then she thought that if she insisted on not
giving in, would he get angry again? They had just made up, and she really didn't want to argue about this again.

But Zhao Mo was unusually well-behaved today, not touching her at all. They lay far apart, as if
there were another person between them. Juejue was quite happy, thinking that he was finally understanding her. His promise this morning was
n't just empty words. After moving tomorrow, she'd give it to him if he wanted it that evening.

Strange noises came from next door—Juan'er's, a sound like crying and sobbing. Were they arguing too? Juejue was puzzled,
listening intently. Then, her face slowly flushed. She knew what those noises were!

How could they do this! There were guests in the house!

…

Chen Dong deliberately teased Juan'er, licking her for a long time, but not giving her anything, not letting her climax. At first, Juan'er
was mindful of the guests, only daring to breathe softly, but as time passed, her rationality faded, and her moans
grew louder.

Juan'er began to plead, "Husband, please! Hmm… I feel so bad! Ah… please give it to me!"

"What did you say? I can't hear you!"

"I want you! Husband, I want you!" Juan'er shouted loudly. She knew Chen Dong liked it, and she liked it too!

Let them hear it, who cares!

Finally, the hard object entered her body. Juan'er raised her legs and wrapped them around Chen Dong's waist, making the thrusts even more intense.

"Mmm...ah...ah...harder! Husband, harder! Thrust into me! So good!" Juan'er moaned ecstatically
, her cries blending with the creaking of the mattress into a chaotic symphony, clearly carrying into the next room.

Juejue could feel her face burning. A mixture of shame and anger, and a hint of curiosity, stirred within her. How could Juan'er be like this,
moaning so loudly!

Was it really that pleasurable?

She had tried this before. Every time Zhao Mo spent ages getting in, he'd finally penetrate her and then just sit on top of her, thrusting
silently . It was always dry at first, and it hurt. She knew that this kind of thing required the woman to secrete lubrication
, and it wasn't that she couldn't secrete, she just didn't feel anything!

She had secretly tried masturbating once, and it really did produce a lot of fluid. However, she was disgusted by the smell.
For a while, she tried very hard to get used to it, touching herself in the bathroom and forcing herself to smell the scent on
her hands , crying several times in frustration.

But her frustration didn't last long. Zhao Mo bought some lubricant, and although he repeatedly assured her that it was the best
and absolutely non-toxic and harmless, Juejue became increasingly disgusted, feeling it was an insult, a sign that Zhao Mo thought she
was flawed. She resisted it more and more psychologically and felt even less pleasure.

*Slap...slap...slap*, the rhythmic sounds of flesh colliding were clearly audible. Was that
the sound of their genitals colliding? So hard, wouldn't Juan'er be in pain? Yesterday, Zhao Mo had been a little too rough, scaring her half to death.
What was Juan'er moaning about? Was it pleasure? Comfort? Impossible! She was faking it, she must be!

But could she fake it like that?

Juejue knew Zhao Mo was definitely not asleep, and she became even more nervous. She knew that such sounds would arouse his desire; he
would definitely want it. What should she do? How could she give it to him in someone else's house? Maybe… she should just let him touch her.
He always wanted to touch her; she should let him touch her today, even if it was a little rough, she would endure it, okay?

Just as she was struggling with this internal conflict, Zhao Mo turned over, his foot touching hers. Juejue's body tensed instantly,
instinctively wanting to pull away, but she bit her lip and endured it. But Zhao Mo moved away on his own. Juejue was a little puzzled and
turned to look at Zhao Mo. In the darkness, his eyes were still bright, his gaze unusually clear.

Zhao Mo said softly, "They're so noisy. I should have gone back to the hotel to sleep!" After saying that, he turned over again,
his back to her, and there was no more movement.

Juejue breathed a sigh of relief, her body relaxing, but gradually, some unease and
disappointment .

"Is he being considerate of me? Or...?"

Juejue opened her eyes, silently asking herself, a bitter feeling rising in her heart.

02-09

18 (in the same bed)

"Hey! Any progress last night?"

Zhao Mo and the others didn't have much luggage; a few boxes were easily moved over. The two women were unpacking in the room
when Chen Dong pulled Zhao Mo into the living room and asked in a low voice.

"What progress?" Zhao Mo frowned, looking puzzled.

"Damn it! Are you playing dumb? I worked myself to the bone with Juan'er, making such a commotion, and you're telling me
you didn't hear it?! Do you know how hard it was for me?! I slept all night just to recover! And it was all for you guys!"

"I know, thanks!"

"Thanks my foot! I asked you about the progress! Juejue didn't react? Don't tell me my wife screamed all night for nothing!
I'd be at a huge loss!"

"Even if she reacted, she wouldn't show it. Do you think she's Juan'er?!"

"You didn't do anything to her?"

Zhao Mo shook his head and said, "Do nothing? I'm not interested!"

Chen Dong pointed at Zhao Mo's face, gritting his teeth as he said, "You're something else! Damn it!
I'm never getting involved in your messes again!"

After they finished cleaning up, it was noon. Zhao Mo and his wife treated them to lunch outside. Just like yesterday,
Chen Dong and Juan'er showed off their affection, drinking with Zhao Mo. Juejue ate silently. Juan'er sometimes tried to talk to her,
and she would respond with a few indifferent words. Juan'er found it difficult to find topics to talk about, and gradually they ran out of things to say.

Zhao Mo, on the other hand, was in high spirits, pulling Juan'er to drink. The little beauty could handle several bottles of beer,
drinking heartily from glass to glass. Everyone enjoyed the meal, except for Juejue.

Watching them chat and laugh, Juejue wanted to join in. She felt like an outsider,
but she just couldn't. In the past, Zhao Mo would intentionally take care of her and accommodate her in these situations, but today it was as if
she didn't exist. She had tried, serving Zhao Mo food twice, but he only politely replied with a
thank you.

Juejue ate with no appetite.

...

After dinner, they went home. Everyone was tired from the morning. Juan'er and Chen Dong took a shower together and lay in bed for a nap.

"Honey, I noticed Zhao Mo was acting strange today! He completely ignored Juejue during dinner. I feel sorry for Juejue
."

"Sigh..." Chen Dong sighed. He could see it too, but what could he do? He had tried
to persuade them , and he had even forced them to stay overnight last night. Although he and Juan'er had a bit of a thrill to it, it
was mostly for their sake.

Now it seemed like Zhao Mo had no feelings for Juejue. What a mess!

Juan'er's phone rang. It was Lao Jiang, who politely asked if she had dealt with things at home. He said
the preparations for the new store had reached the crucial stage of stocking up and asked if she could come over as soon as possible.

Juan'er was conflicted after the phone call. She didn't want to go back, but she felt guilty for abandoning
her halfway through. And then there was Wanru; the girl had gone there for her sake, but
now she was all alone, and she felt a pang of guilt.

Chen Dong smiled and hugged her, saying, "Go, you have to bring Wanru back to me!"

"But..." Juan'er hesitated.

Chen Dong patted her face and said, "Jiang Hua is there too, right? These things are unavoidable.
Many people have their eyes on you, my little vixen. Even if Jiang Hua is gone, someone else will come. It's up to you!"

"Husband, I..." Juan'er buried her face in Chen Dong's chest.

"Are you insecure?" Chen Dong chuckled, then continued, "Sigh...it's all my fault! I
've made nature take its course. But if that happens again, you have to use a condom, and you can't do it
behind my back again!"

"What kind of person do you take me for!" Juan'er blushed and said, "That
time , so many people have tried to seduce me. I...I...I only made this one mistake." Juan'er's voice
trailed off.

Chen Dong pinched Juan'er's nose and laughed, "I know, blame those wild men who keep trying to seduce my
little vixen!"

"I'm really not a casual person!" Juan'er tried her best to defend herself.

"Hmm, you're not human when you're being casual!"

"You're so annoying!" Juan'er cursed, then whispered, "Honey, I'm a little scared. I think this is
dangerous!"

"Dangerous in what way?"

"Will this affect our relationship? Honey, I love you so much, I really can't live without you!
I haven't slept well for days, I was so afraid you'd leave me, so scared! Honey, do you still love me like before?"

Juan'er's eyes reddened.

Chen Dong raised his hand and gently stroked Juan'er's face, softly saying, "Silly girl, of course I love you!
I've thought a lot these past few days, and I was just about to tell you. Do you want to hear it?"

"Yes."

"Hey! I was really angry about what happened between you and Jiang Hua! But do you know what angered

me the most? It's that you kept it from me. Actually, when you told me you sent him the photos, I was actually a little
excited. If you had called me that night and said you left him in the room, I might have been quite happy."

"Really?"

"Probably!" Chen Dong imagined that scene again and became more certain.

Juan'er lay on top of Chen Dong, looked up, a hint of confusion on her face, and said, "Honey, I think we're
so strange! We clearly love each other, but we allow this kind of thing to happen, and... we even get excited about it.
Actually, when Jiang Hua touched me that day, I really wanted to call you, I really wanted to hear your voice while
he touched me, and I was also very sure you would like it."

Chen Dong's eyes widened, a little surprised, and he asked, "Then why didn't you call!" Juan'er really knew him.
She was lying in someone else's arms, being caressed and fondled, and yet she was telling him about it on the phone—
just thinking about that scene was exciting!

"I was afraid of scaring him!" Juan'er said softly, her face slightly red. She thought of that scene again.

"You little slut, you're quite considerate of him!" Chen Dong pulled up Juan'er's nightgown and grabbed her
full buttocks. "Tell me, what do you feel for him? If you didn't have feelings, you wouldn't have slept with him, right?"

"I don't know! I guess... I liked him a little. I think it was a bit like first love back then . I
thought he was kind of silly and cute. Honey, are you angry? I think I really do like him a little." Juan'er
looked at Chen Dong, a little uneasy.

"Compared to me?" Chen Dong was indeed a little jealous, but he could understand. A woman's body is connected to her heart, and
Juan'er wasn't the kind of woman who was simply driven by lust. It was impossible for her not to be moved after sleeping with a man.

"How can I compare to you!" Juan'er quickly retorted, "It's different! I love you! I just
like him, more than just liking him as a friend!"

"Like him in a way that allows you to sleep with him?" Chen Dong teased.

"How could I...do that with him if I didn't have feelings for him?" Juan'er bit her lip, paused for a moment, and then said,
"And Wanru, I think I like her too, honey, it's so strange! I actually found myself lying in your arms
saying I like someone else, are we abnormal?"

Chen Dong lowered his head, kissed Juan'er's forehead, and slowly said, "I think it's perfectly normal! This
is I wanted to tell you. You see, we're only in our twenties, we fell in love, we got married, and now we
're going to spend our lives together, right?"

"Yes, honey, I will definitely spend my whole life with you! And the next life, and the life after that, forever!"

Juan'er said with certainty.

"But we can't just lock ourselves at home. We still have to work, live, and have hobbies
. So, we will meet many people and experience many things. A lifetime is so long, only a few decades. Who can
guarantee that we won't meet someone who makes our hearts flutter again?"

"Yes..." Juan'er thought blankly. Let alone a lifetime, she had already met someone in just three years.

"Of course, it's best if we don't meet them. Many people may never meet them again in their lifetime. They will live a happy
and peaceful life. But what if we do meet them? Feelings can't be controlled. If you like someone, you like them.
No matter how much you love your partner, you can't avoid it, right?"

"Yes!" Juan'er suddenly felt like crying. She loved Chen Dong, but she couldn't help having feelings for Jiang Hua.

"Most people suppress these feelings for the sake of family, children, and responsibility. It's a universally acknowledged
and taken-for-granted approach, but it causes them pain and is also dangerous. You see, the more
unattainable , the more desirable it seems. Forcibly suppressing it might seem fine on the surface, but what about inside? They
'll feel that person is better than their spouse! They'll feel like they've met too late, like a pearl returned to its owner with tears streaming down their face, regretting not
meeting before they were married."

Juan'er cried, tightly hugging Chen Dong, sobbing, "I won't do that! In my heart, you
're !"

"That's because you had an affair with him. If you suppress it, he'll stay in your heart and
slowly become perfect in your mind. You'll inevitably compare him to me, and then I'll start to see
flaws everywhere. Gradually, you'll find you don't love me as much anymore! You'll start to regret marrying me, and even if you
forget him later, your feelings for me will never be the same."

"Impossible!" Juan'er said stubbornly.

"That's emotional infidelity, even more terrifying than physical infidelity! Couples become polite but distant, sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams.
Marriage is left with only responsibility and obligation, but no love."

"Honey, we definitely won't do that! Right!" Juan'er felt terrified. She thought of Juejue.
If she had to do that with Juejue, she'd rather be dead.

"Of course not! There are some people who can't control themselves. Of course, they'll do it secretly, without
letting their partner know, because their partner can't accept it. A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair. The thrill of an affair is far more exciting
than normal married life. They'll sink into it, again and again. Then,
some will get tired of it after a while and it will end, but having tasted the flavor, their hearts are already wild, and they can't go back. They'll actively
seek out the next one to continue that thrill."

Chen Dong paused for a moment and continued, "The other part is self-explanatory. They completely change their minds, get a divorce, and
get together with that other person. But after they're actually together, they'll find that it's not actually that wonderful,
so they start again."

"Honey, what you're saying is terrifying!"

"That's why we need to avoid these situations! Since it's inevitable to develop feelings, why not just let the other person
know ? As long as we believe we love each other, as long as we have confidence in each other, with the other person's permission,
occasionally having an affair with the person you're attracted to will make you happy, and I'll be happy too, right?"

"Yes, honey, you have to have faith in me. I'll always love you." Juan'er said with her eyes closed.

"I love you too. After what happened with Jiang Hua, did you love me even more?"

"I've always loved you, and now I love you even more!"

"That's because you let me know that you understand those things were just for fun. Actually, you
think , right? You took the initiative to admit it because you were afraid you'd get carried away, right?"

"I don't know. I just didn't want to hide it from you. That feeling was too painful. Even if you blame me, hate
me, and don't want me anymore, I still don't want to hide it from you!"

"Then... if I also develop feelings for another woman, can you accept that?" Chen Dong said slowly
, a little nervous.

"Then you have to promise that it's just liking, not love!"

"Of course!"

Juan'er's body suddenly trembled, and she opened her eyes wide and asked, "Honey, are you already pregnant?"

Chen Dong nodded.

"Waaah...waaah!" Juan'er's lips immediately trembled, and she burst into tears.

"Silly girl, don't cry!"

"I'll cry!" Juan'er cried even louder.

Juan'er's reaction was exactly what Chen Dong expected. How could a woman not care about something like this? Don't
expect ; besides, there's no logic to it! Despite his seemingly
logical arguments, getting Juan'er to face and accept it wasn't so simple.

He had considered keeping it a secret indefinitely, confident it wouldn't affect his feelings for Juan'er, but he felt that would be
too unfair, both to Juan'er and Zhang Qing. He couldn't be as carefree as Zhao Mo.

Juan'er cried for a full half hour before gradually calming down. Chen Dong simply held her, saying nothing.
He didn't want to bring up Jiang Hua; that would seem coercive and unfair.

"Do I know her?" Juan'er finally asked, sniffling.

"I don't know her."

"Is she pretty? She must be very pretty, right!"

"Yeah! She's quite pretty."

"Do you love her?"

"Silly girl, I already said, I just like her."

"Then do you still love me?"

"Of course I do! I loved her before, and I love her even more now!"

"How did you two meet?"

"Ah..." Chen Dong didn't know what to say. This matter really did have something to do with Juan'er.

"Tell me! I want to know how my husband was seduced by another woman!"

"Hehe!" Chen Dong smiled and told her what had happened to Zhang Qing.
He only briefly mentioned Juan'er's role; after all, the responsibility lay with him, and it would be irresponsible to push it onto Juan'er. He also
concealed Zhang Qing's identity, only saying that she was a shareholder of the club.

But Juan'er only heard the timeline and understood the gist of it. She sighed softly and asked, "Husband,
did you go to see her because of what happened to me?"

"A little bit!"

Juan'er's tears welled up again.

"Silly girl, it has little to do with you. Don't overthink it."

Juan'er rolled over and lay on top of Chen Dong, slowly saying, "Actually, I've been a little suspicious these past two days
!"

"Ah!"

"There's a new pair of your underwear and a pair of socks at home, which I didn't buy for you. You
don't even buy your own clothes, how could you buy something like this? You don't need anything, and there are still many of the things I bought you that you haven't even
worn. It must have been bought for you by another woman! I'm quite scared, but I don't dare to ask you."

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, my little vixen is so clever! She can even tell the difference in underwear." Chen Dong
flattered her.

"The cheapest underwear from that brand costs over three hundred yuan. I'm in this line of work, how could I not recognize it!"
Juan'er pouted, sniffling, and said somewhat resentfully, "That damn woman is quite generous!"

"Hehe!" Chen Dong could only laugh. In his opinion, that pair of underwear was no different from the ones he usually wore that cost a few dozen yuan
, the style was similar, and he didn't find them particularly comfortable.

"Sigh... I brought this on myself!" Juan'er sighed deeply, on the verge of tears.

Chen Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief; Juan'er's tone practically meant she had accepted it.

"Husband, you have to promise! You'll only love me!" Juan'er pouted, her voice stubborn.

"I promise!"

"Forever!"

"Forever! I'll always only love my little vixen!"

Juan'er took a deep breath and said resolutely, "I want to see her! Today!"

"Ah! Let's forget about today!" Chen Dong was stunned. What was she up to?!

"I'm going to Sichuan tomorrow, for at least half a month. I want to see her before I leave!" Juan'er's tone was
firm.

"That's too fast. When you come back, I'll find another opportunity to arrange it, okay?" Chen Dong felt a headache coming on. Neither
woman was easy to deal with. Juan'er, though charming and cute in front of him, was capable and shrewish outside.
Zhang Qing, needless to say, had been in the underworld for so many years; what hadn't she done? If things really got out of hand, Juan'er probably wouldn't
be a match for her. Chen Dong had absolutely no idea what would happen when these two vixens met.

"Don't worry! I won't argue with her. I'll just treat her to a meal at our place." Juan'er decided to take
the , and after saying that, she got up and opened the wardrobe to pick out clothes. "I'm going to buy groceries later, you can pick her up!"

Chen Dong was a little amused and exasperated. Which man wouldn't want to have both of them in his arms, sleeping together in the same bed? But as this scene was about to
unfold, he felt more apprehensive than anything else. He began to regret being honest with Juan'er.

"Call her! Make sure she's not home, use speakerphone, I want to hear her voice." Juan'er suddenly
turned to him, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"You little devil!" Chen Dong cursed inwardly. He really wanted to make up an excuse.

He reluctantly called Zhang Qing, and it went through. Chen Dong's prayers were dashed; she was home.

"What, missing me again?" Zhang Qing's voice was always so alluring.

Chen Dong cleared his throat and said, "Um, wait for me at home, I'll be right there."

"Okay, I just washed up, hehehe..."

Juan'er clenched her fists, on the verge of exploding, and muttered under her breath, "Slut!"

Before Zhang Qing could finish laughing, Chen Dong quickly hung up the phone, looked at Juan'er, and saw her biting her lip, her pretty face
flushed , her expression a mixture of sadness, grievance, stubbornness, and resentment. He went over and hugged her, whispering, "
Maybe we should just forget about it, she might not even want to come!"

"No! We agreed, we can't do this behind each other's backs!"

"Sigh..." Chen Dong left, his steps heavy.

...

"You want me to see her! What do you mean!"

Zhang Qing looked incredulous, her gaze sharpening.

"Nothing much, it's just... she wants to accept you," Chen Dong explained.

Zhang Qing sneered, "Accept me? How? By giving me her place?"

"This..."

Zhang Qing curled her lips, smiling playfully, "How could you even think of that! Go see your wife, she's a proper
wife! At home, she's all high and mighty! And me! What am I supposed to do? Should I carefully smile and fawn over her,
serve her tea and water, let her beat and scold me, and even pour her foot bath water at night?"

Chen Dong started sweating; this expression was a sign that he was about to explode! He quickly smiled and said, "How could that be!
You watch too much TV! Do you think this is the old society? Who would dare force you to do anything? She's very kind."

"Kind! Haha! Yes, how kind, how generous! She's even willing to let a woman who seduced her husband into the house!
But what am I? A mistress? A third party? Or a sex toy to warm your bed? Chen Dong! Even if I
were a prostitute, I wouldn't be that despicable!" Zhang Qing's emotions began to spiral out of control, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

"No, no, no! That's going too far! I just didn't want to wrong you! Always sneaking around like this
makes me feel guilty." Chen Dong was at his wits' end; he knew Zhang Qing would react this way.

"Young Master Dong!" Zhang Qing coldly changed her address, which stung Chen Dong. "I told you long ago, I don't want
anything from you. You can come and go as you please. I, Zhang Qing, am not someone who can't live without a man! Don't you think
this is going too far?" Two tears finally spilled from Zhang Qing's eyes, but she gritted her teeth and forced the rest
back.

Sniffing, she wiped away her tears, her face regaining its composure. She said calmly, "
Go away ! I want some peace and quiet."

"I'm not leaving!" Chen Dong's temper flared. "I thought I was playing around! If I just
wanted to play with you, would I be like this?!"

"What else is it but playing around? You dare say you love me?" Zhang Qing said with a smirk.

"I love you! What are you talking about!"

Zhang Qing paused for a moment, then straightened his face and said, "You think I'd believe that? Lots of people say they love me!" He turned his back and
whispered, "Go away, don't come looking for me again, you won't find me anyway."

Chen Dong walked over and pulled Zhang Qing into his arms, saying hatefully, "Trying to run away? No way! You're mine for life
! Try running away? Even if you run abroad, I'll catch you and bring you back!"

Zhang Qing tensed up, trying to push Chen Dong away, but Chen Dong held him tighter. "Whether you believe it or not,
I love you. Even if you don't love me, it's no use, I've decided on you."

Zhang Qing remained stubborn and asked, "What about your wife? Don't you love her anymore?"

"I love her too!" Chen Dong answered confidently, "In ancient times, some men had three wives and four concubines, some even had more than ten wives. I
only have two, I can love them all!"

"Bandit!" Zhang Qing cursed, his tension easing.

Chen Dong laughed and said, "You just realized? I'm actually a descendant of bandits! Anyway, you can't escape now, so just
give in to me!"

Zhang Qing's body gradually relaxed, and she finally cried out. Chen Dong breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that she cried;
this vixen is only real when she cries.

"Waaah... I didn't say I wouldn't do what you wanted! I didn't want anything from you, as long as you have me in your heart, that 's enough,
why are you still humiliating me like this!"

Chen Dong said softly in her ear, "I'm doing this because I have you in my heart! I know this is a bit
unfair to you, but it's better than always sneaking around! To be honest, I have a very good relationship with her. If we don't make it
clear , I won't be able to come over for more than a few days a month. Even if you don't care, I'll still feel bad. After today,
apart from that piece of paper, we'll be like a married couple, isn't that great!"

"Great what?! What kind of married couple are you and me! She is!"

"Same as above, don't worry! She's easy to get along with, her personality is like a child's, you should like her."

"Why should I like her?" Zhang Qing choked up.

"Because I like her, just like she should like you, because I like you!"

"What kind of logic is that!"

"Didn't you say I was a bandit? Bandit logic!"

Zhang Qing cried, "How could I have met someone like you? I was hoping for a proper wedding with everyone carrying me on a grand procession,
and now! Waaah! Everything's gone, not even that piece of paper!"

"Ah..." Chen Dong opened his mouth, speechless.

"You have to come with me to take a set of wedding photos in a couple of days, I can't even be without that!" Zhang Qing pouted.

"Don't just say one, ten or eight sets are no problem, we'll take the best ones, and we'll take them every year!" Chen Dong
was touched and felt guilty; Zhang Qing was thinking of him even at this time.

"But I'm older than you. In a few years I'll be old and ugly, and you definitely won't want me anymore. Besides, she's
so young."

"Everyone gets old. If everyone thought like you, women wouldn't need to find men. Besides, you won't be
ugly when you're old. You'll still be a vixen! I'll still like you!"

"That's an old vixen!" Zhang Qing chuckled, then started crying again, though it
was mostly .

…

"Juan'er, this is Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing, this is Juan'er, Pan Juan."

The two women finally met, and Chen Dong introduced them awkwardly.

Zhang Qing had changed into a camel-colored dress; the fabric was a bit stiff, which toned down her curves considerably. Paired with a black
undershirt and black stockings, she looked elegant and dignified, exuding a subtle sexiness. Juan'er, on the other hand, wore a casual tight-fitting t-shirt and
low-waisted jeans, revealing her round belly button. She was equally sexy yet youthful. The little vixen had originally wanted to dress more elegantly,
but then she thought, "This is my home; being casual is more like the hostess."

The two women stared at each other for a few seconds. Zhang Qing's gaze was subtle, while Juan'er
looked , she wrinkled her nose, thinking resentfully, "That Chen Dong has a good eye for women. Apart from being a bit older, I can't find anything
wrong with her! "

Zhang Qing spoke first, smiling as she handed over a paper bag: "I bought you a little gift on the way here
. See if you like it." Chen Dong muttered to himself, "What a load of rubbish! He drove
halfway across the city just to buy this tattered scarf.

" Juan'er took the bag, forcing a smile: "You're too kind. I came all this way, and you even brought a gift." She was about to
casually put it aside, but when she looked at the bag, her eyes widened: Gucci!

Juan'er's family wasn't well-off, and she'd never been particular about her clothes. She was a natural clothes hanger; she could make even cheap street vendor items
look like designer brands. After marrying Chen Dong, he'd told her to improve her taste a few times, but
it was still mostly mid-range. She always felt that clothes were only worn for a season or two, and there was absolutely no need to chase after big brands
. With her age and figure, she didn't need brands to accessorize.

But not chasing after brands didn't mean she didn't recognize them. A Gucci scarf! It cost thousands! Juan'er was a little stunned.

Chen Dong shook his head slightly. The little vixen's skills were still a bit shallow; she was easily overwhelmed by a scarf.
Her husband wasn't short of money, was it really necessary? He looked at Zhang Qing, who was staring at him with a smug smirk.
He glared at her, and the vixen immediately put on a resentful, tearful, and pitiful expression. Chen Dong rolled his eyes and
cursed inwardly: Whoever says having a harem is fun, I'll fight them!

Juan'er came to her senses and smiled, "I can't accept this, it's too expensive. I don't usually wear these; they're too
mature , and I wouldn't be able to pull them off. You should keep them!"

Well! The little vixen retaliated, mocking Zhang Qing for being too old. Chen Dong started sweating.

Zhang Qing took a slight breath and smiled, saying, "This one is dark white with double horse embroidery, a versatile color.
You're so pretty, and your skin is so fair, you could wear any dress with it. It would
look even better with a business suit for work. I could have gotten a Hermes one too, but that brand is so ubiquitous with fakes, this one is more
understated and suits your style."

Chen Dong breathed a sigh of relief, knowing Zhang Qing had held back, and quickly said, "Don't just stand there, come in and sit down!
I'll get you some drinks! Zhang Qing, what would you like to drink?"

He was supporting Juan'er when a sharp pain shot through his hand. "Why didn't you ask me what I wanted to drink!" Juan'er
pouted and asked softly.

"She's a guest!" Chen Dong explained quietly, but seeing Juan'er's glare, he immediately changed his tune and asked with a smile,
"Okay, okay, what would you like to drink, honey?"

"Anything!" Juan'er proudly curled her nose and answered crisply.

"Anything is fine with me too." Zhang Qing seemed oblivious to their little exchange.

Chen Dong ran to the refrigerator, secretly wiping away sweat. Thank goodness, they hadn't started fighting the moment they met;
it was better . He grabbed two cans of soda, opened them, and placed them on the coffee table in front of the two women.

Juan'er and Zhang Qing were exchanging tentative words, Juan'er's words inevitably laced with barbs, and Zhang Qing
responded politely but didn't retaliate, her deliberate attempts to appease him only making Chen Dong feel a little sorry for her, his
gaze softening with affection.

Zhang Qing naturally understood Chen Dong's gaze, smiled gently at him, blinked, and then, seizing a moment,
mouthed "Don't worry."

Chen Dong felt much more at ease. He wasn't worried about Juan'er; the little vixen was more like a child, and while she might get a little upset upon meeting,
she wouldn't cause any major trouble. What he feared was Zhang Qing's inability to tolerate being wronged; if she really lost her temper, he wasn't sure he could handle
her .

After a while, he couldn't get a word in edgewise; nobody had experience with this kind of thing! Watching the two women subtly bickering also made him feel...
Tired, Chen Dong got up and said, "You two chat, I'll go cook for you!" He darted into the kitchen, picking vegetables while
eavesdropping on the sounds outside, lamenting to himself, "What a mess I've made! These two devils!"

After listening carefully for a while, he heard the two women laughing a little, and his heart finally settled down. Zhang Qing, that
vixen, was indeed experienced; she had coaxed Juan'er over in no time.

The vegetables were picked and washed, and the scallions, ginger, and garlic were prepared, ready to be cooked. Seeing that it was still early, Chen Dong washed his hands and
strolled back to the living room. Looking at the two women now, a sense of accomplishment arose. Two alluring vixens—
others would be secretly laughing over just one, but he had both, and they could even share a room together. All the hardship and exhaustion was worth it!

Zhang Qing was recounting her experiences, and Juan'er was listening intently. Chen Dong also became interested; he had never heard of
this vixen's past.

"My family is from the mountains, very poor, poorer than you can imagine. I remember I didn't
wear a single new piece of clothing until I was a teenager; everything I wore was hand-me-downs from my older sister and relatives."

"I'm the youngest in the family. My parents and sister were always very good to me, supporting my education all the way up to high school.
But I didn't get into university; I was too short by a lot. Later, I went to work with other people from the village,
on an assembly line , working two shifts a month, earning a little over a thousand yuan a month. I was quite happy then; finally, I had money to buy my own clothes!"

"Later, I met a man. I just thought he was so handsome, so sweet-talking, and so generous. He bought me
clothes , treated me to meals, and took me everywhere. I gave myself to him. Later, I found out he was a pimp."

Zhang Qing said, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

"What does a pimp do?" Juan'er genuinely didn't know.

Chen Dong couldn't bear it any longer and interjected, "You don't need to say these things." These are scars; reopening them will only hurt.

"It's okay, it's been so many years, I've long since come to terms with it, and I haven't told anyone yet!" Zhang Qing smiled, then explained to
Juan'er , "A pimp is someone who takes women out to prostitute themselves. There were a lot of people like that back then, and I don't know if
I was just unlucky to run into one. Actually, many people warned me, but I was probably too naive back then. I
just believed he loved me, and that once I helped him earn enough money, we could get married."

"Of course, I refused at first, and he beat me, beat me like crazy. I still have scars." Zhang Qing smiled
and brushed aside the hair at the back of his head, revealing a long hairline, though it wasn't very noticeable. "It was much longer back then, a really long
one, so ugly. Later, when I had money, I got a hair transplant, and now you can barely see it."

Juan'er's nose tingled with emotion. Although her family wasn't wealthy, she had grown up in a privileged environment, and she couldn't
imagine what it would be like to be forced into prostitution by the person she deeply loved.

"It's a pretty cliché story, isn't it? Many women my age who have done this kind of work are like this. It's much better now
. It's mostly voluntary, and there's very little coercion, at least in this city!" Zhang Qing's eyes
flashed with a hint of sternness.

Her stern expression faded, replaced by gentleness: "Actually, looking back now, I was quite happy back then. He was very good at sweet-talking
people. As long as I was obedient, he would treat me very well. There were several women like me who followed him, some for money,
and some who were tricked into his hands. After more than two years, he offended someone and was hacked to death, stabbed more than twenty times,
he was unrecognizable. I cried my heart out."

"Later, I found an official and became his mistress to avenge him. After that, I started
working as a maternity nurse, and I still am now. Actually, I don't hate him now, not at all. I believe he
loved me too."

"During that time, I had several miscarriages. The last one was when I was twenty-three. The doctor said I could never have children again.
I thought, since I can't have children anyway, I got IUDs pierced—my nipples and genitals. I did it myself, it didn't hurt
at all !"

"A woman like me doesn't deserve to have children, right?" Zhang Qing asked Juan'er with a smile.

"Who said that! These things aren't your fault!" Juan'er leaned in and hugged Zhang Qing, saying, "Sister Qing, I
feel so sorry for you."

"It's all your own fault, what's there to be sorry about? Besides, I'm doing fine now!" Zhang Qing looked at Juan'er,
a tenderness creeping into her eyes. Most people, especially women, would be disgusted to hear her background. But Juan'er was only
initially surprised. She really was like Chen Dong said, kind and childlike.

Zhang Qing had never intended to hide it. Juan'er would find out eventually, so
it was better to be open about it than to keep it a secret. She was prepared; if Juan'er truly looked down on her, she would disappear immediately. She was that kind of
woman , that she was a mistress, but she also had dignity!

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Qing said sincerely to Juan'er, "I really never intended to break up your family.
I told Chen Dong a long time ago that I would never harass him or you. If you can't accept it, I
can leave right now, really!"

Juan'er sniffled and said petulantly like a child, "From now on, I'm the older sister, and you're the younger sister! Even if you're
older than me, there has to be a first come, first served!"

Seeing this, Chen Dong was also filled with tenderness. He went over and hugged both women,
saying softly, "I'm sorry to have troubled you. I'll definitely treat you well from now on!"

Juan'er pinched his waist hard and scolded him in a coquettish voice, "Go cook!"

Chen Dong ran into the kitchen with a silly grin. Watching his back, Juan'er gritted her teeth and cursed, "Look how happy he is
!"

...

"I'm sleeping with Zhang Qing tonight. You go to the guest room!" Juan'er said to Chen Dong with a cold face.

It was already evening, and Chen Dong had been happily busy preparing dinner, inviting the two women to eat,
clearing the table, washing dishes, mopping the floor, and even washing their clothes. He was drenched in sweat, having been waiting
for this moment!

Now, both women had changed into their pajamas. Juan'er's slender figure and Zhang Qing's voluptuous curves were enough to make him
itch . He sighed, thinking that the day was finally over, the harvest season had finally arrived, but then Juan'er
poured cold water on his hopes.

"No, wife, you're leaving tomorrow, for half a month! Can you bear to do that?" Chen Dong asked with a forced smile,
his heart pounding.

"What about her? Let her sleep alone in the guest room?" Juan'er asked, pointing to
Zhang Qing, who was sitting silently with a smile.

"Well... well... our bed is quite big, three people can fit in, right? Hehe!" Even
Chen Dong himself felt that his smile was utterly shameless.

"Oh, is that so? It's not impossible!" Juan'er put on a charming smile and said in a sweet voice, "You want to be with us..."
"Let's sleep together!"

Chen Dong nodded vigorously.

Juan'er's face immediately changed, and she roared fiercely, "Dream on!" With that, she pulled Zhang Qing into the room, quickly
closing the door. The two women's silvery laughter echoed from inside.

Chen Dong wanted to cry but had no tears. He had been working like a grandson all day, it wasn't easy! He knew it, these two
vixens never had a good time together! Sleeping together, huh? They slept together, but left him out!

Chen Dong pounded on the door, pleading with them, but they wouldn't open it. He gritted his teeth and looked for the key, but it wasn't there. It seemed they had
planned this all along, keeping his key in the room.

"Don't let him in, let him suffocate!" Juan'er said fiercely. Of course,
it was impossible , but she really liked Zhang Qing now, so her hatred had to be transferred to Chen Dong.

Zhang Qing also found it amusing; she liked Juan'er's childlike nature.

After the two women finished laughing and got into bed, they both started to feel awkward. Juan'er felt strange; she had actually
slept in the same bed as her husband's mistress, and in her own bed no less! It was unbelievable! Zhang Qing, of course
, was even more uncomfortable; they were in someone else's house.

Zhang Qing was wearing Juan'er's pajamas, which were fuller than Juan'er's and stretched a bit tight. Her large breasts kept
catching Juan'er's eye, and Juan'er felt a little jealous. She had slept with Juejue and Wanru before and always maintained a psychological advantage,
but this time Zhang Qing had hit her hard. She mentally compared her breasts and sadly admitted that Zhang Qing was at least two cup sizes bigger than Juan'er.

Zhang Qing noticed Juan'er's gaze and said with a smile, "Women all gain a little weight when they reach my age.
When I was your age, I wasn't even as big as you!"

"You haven't gained any weight! Look how slim your waist is!" Juan'er said, somewhat discouraged.

"Do you know how much exercise I have to do every day? My belly gets bigger if I'm not careful, especially in
winter , it's like a ring of fat around my waist. I have to lose weight every spring. I don't even dare to eat much. Unlike you,
you can eat whatever you want and not gain weight. I'm so envious of you."

"No wonder he went after you, that bastard Chen Dong has always liked big breasts!" Juan'er was still resentful and
said bitterly.

"If you really want bigger breasts, I know a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who does breast enhancement. Acupuncture and medicine.
A few girls have tried it, and they say it's quite effective. But, in my opinion, it's really unnecessary. Your size is just right. Any bigger and
it will inevitably sag. Like me, if I take off my bra, I look terrible!" Zhang Qing was still wearing a bra at this time.
At Chen Dong's house, she wasn't that bold.

"Sister Qing, if you're not comfortable, take off your bra. Sleeping in a bra is so uncomfortable!" Juan'er put herself
in Zhang Qing's shoes. She couldn't stand sleeping in a bra.

Zhang Qing was a little embarrassed and declined.

"Oh right, you really did get nipple piercings!" Juan'er suddenly remembered this.

"Yeah!"

"You really did it yourself? It must have hurt a lot, just thinking about it makes me ache!" Juan'er thought of Zhang Qing's experience, and her eyes
reddened.

A tender look flashed in Zhang Qing's eyes, and she said softly, "It didn't seem to hurt at the time, but it hurt a little afterwards, and
I had to use antiseptic every day."

"Eh!" Juan'er shivered and shrank back. After hesitating for a moment, she said hesitantly, "Can I see them? I've
seen them online, and they look so pretty, but I've never seen them in person."

"Sure! But I don't have any of those little trinkets with me. You can have bigger earrings if you want."

"Really! Sister Qing, you're so kind!" Juan'er jumped up, ran to the dressing table, picked out a pair of earrings, and brought them over.

Zhang Qing blushed a little, pulled her pajamas down to her waist, and unhooked her bra.

"Wow! They're so big!" Zhang Qing was indeed an E-cup, and their enormous size dazzled Juan'er. She hesitated,
then said, "Can I touch them? I've never seen anything so big before, they're amazing."

"Ah!" Zhang Qing hadn't expected Juan'er to be so direct. She wasn't averse to women, and had even had mutual gratification with
them , but Juan'er was different. This couple was truly something else—well, now they were
a family of three.

"Go ahead and touch them," Zhang Qing said softly.

Juan'er's soft little hand slowly reached out and caressed Zhang Qing's breasts, gently kneading and pinching them.
Zhang Qing bit her lip, enduring the tingling sensation.

"So soft! It feels so good, that Chen Dong would definitely love it!" Juan'er muttered, her face flushed
, recalling her encounters with Wanru. "Sister Qing, I've actually tried this with another girl too, and now
I think a little interested in women. Do you think I'm abnormal? I don't think I'm a lesbian."

Juan'er was now genuinely starting to see Zhang Qing as an older sister.

"Me too! Who knows! Lots of women have tried this with their best friends, just
to ."

"Yeah, I used to joke around like this with my female classmates when I was in school, but it was just for fun,
nothing happened. It was only after I got married that jerk Chen Dong did this to me!"

"Are you too sensitive? You can't stand even a little touch." Zhang Qing said with a smile, picking up an earring, pinching
one nipple, finding the small hole, and slowly threading it through.

"Yeah! It's so annoying!" Juan'er said angrily, but immediately widened her eyes, watching the earring go through her
nipple , frowning, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It's the same as when you wear earrings!" Zhang Qing finished threading one earring, adjusted it, and the exquisite earring
hung on her large breasts, looking exceptionally alluring.

"So beautiful! I want to wear one too!" Juan'er stared, really too beautiful, and
a sense of pride arose within her. Putting aside Zhang Qing's large breasts, Juan'er felt her own breasts looked better visually, and that wearing nipple rings
would definitely make her look more beautiful.

"Wait until after you give birth to wear them. They'll definitely affect breastfeeding."

"They'll sag after giving birth, they'll look awful, what's the point of wearing them then?" Juan'er was somewhat unwilling.

"You don't necessarily have to get piercings. You can tie them with a thin string, or find
earrings about the size of your nipples and put them on!"

"Oh right!" Juan'er got up again, took her jewelry to the bed, found a small pair, compared
them to her nipples, and then put on a pendant-style one. She held it in her hand, fiddling with it; the
bright crystal pendant shimmered dazzlingly under the light.

Juan'er bit her lip, pulled the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders, letting them slide down to her waist, revealing a pair of full, round
breasts proudly erect with a touch of shyness. Zhang Qing's eyes also revealed appreciation, and she laughed, "You're envious of me?
I'm more likely to envy you. You're so round and perky, much prettier than mine."

"It doesn't feel as good as yours!"

"Silly girl, men like to look at it more, you know?"

Juan'er slipped the small ring onto her rosy nipple. The bright little pendant adorning her firm breasts made
her even more beautiful than Zhang Qing's. Unfortunately, it was a little loose; she had to arch her back, otherwise it would slip off.
Unable to find a more suitable size, Juan'er was somewhat discouraged.

Zhang Qing, being a little mischievous, stretched out a finger and gently flicked Juan'er's nipple. Gradually,
the nipple became engorged and hardened, and the ring tightened.

"Ah!" Juan'er couldn't take it anymore, her face turning red. Looking at Juan'er's lovely and radiant beauty, Zhang Qing
felt a surge of affection and raised another hand to stimulate her other nipple.

"Mmm!" Juan'er let out a long sigh, her small hand also caressing Zhang Qing's large member. Gradually, the two
women embraced. The moment Juan'er and Zhang Qing's voluptuous bodies touched intimately, the unprecedented
fullness made her feel dizzy.

The two women, panting, groped and licked, slowly becoming aroused.

"Ah!" With Zhang Qing's nipple in her mouth and her private parts being caressed through her panties, Juan'er's body began
to writhe, her small hands greedily searching for the soft, smooth touch on Zhang Qing's body.

"Should we let him in?" Zhang Qing licked his way down Juan'er's neck, whispering in her ear.

...

Poor Chen Dong sat on the sofa, pacing back and forth. He was incredibly jealous!

He had heard the panting through the door—those two sluts were actually faking it!

How could it have turned out like this! He remembered that both women had bisexual tendencies; Juan'er and Wanru had tried it, and
Zhang Qing needless to say, had even helped him "train" Weiwei on their first meeting. Now look what happened! His two wives were cheating
on him—wasn't that being cuckolded? And with two of them! Chen Dong felt like hanging himself!
Damn it ! His marital authority was crumbling!

He was seething with resentment, thinking about how he would deal with them later. He thought Zhang Qing could be a little gentler; it wasn't her fault. "That little
vixen , I'm going to tie her to the bed tomorrow and torment her all day with an electric butterfly! No amount of begging will work!"

But then the door opened, startling Chen Dong. Zhang Qing was only wearing underwear, her pretty face flushed, her seductive
eyes hooking at him as she smiled and said, "Want to come in?"

"If you don't, you're a coward! See how I deal with you today!" Chen Dong immediately noticed
the earrings on her nipples. Damn! These two vixens are quite the ladies' man! He quickly got up and rushed into the room. Juan'er was lying on the bed, her pajamas
pulled down to her waist, her eyes closed. The little pendant on her nipple made Chen Dong momentarily lose his focus.

"Give it to her first!" Zhang Qing nudged him from behind, grabbed her pajamas, and walked towards the door. "I'm
going out first."

"Go out my ass!" Chen Dong shoved Zhang Qing onto the bed, quickly stripped off his clothes, and cursed, "
Nobody's getting away today! You two little sluts, I'll kill you today!"

His already erect penis, practically rock hard, throbbed menacingly. Chen Dong pounced on her
, roughly pulled down Juan'er's panties, spread her legs to reveal they were wet, and without a second thought,
thrust in.

"Ah!" Juan'er clearly hadn't expected him to be so rough; her body tensed instantly, and she cried out in pain.

Zhang Qing frowned and slapped Chen Dong's buttocks. "Look how impatient you are! You're hurting her!"

Chen Dong thrust into Juan'er, freeing one hand to grab one of Zhang Qing's breasts and squeeze it hard:
"How can I not be impatient! I'll deal with you later!"

Juan'er's discomfort gradually turned into pleasure, and she began to moan. Being conquered by Chen Dong in front of Zhang Qing, she was still
a little shy, closing her eyes, but she could feel several hands touching and kneading her body. The slightly rough big hand
belonged to Chen Dong, which was gripping her buttocks tightly, and the two soft little hands belonged to Zhang Qing. Ah! She's pinching
my nipples, it feels so good. Being fucked by my husband, while another woman is pinching my sensitive parts,
it feels so stimulating.

Juan'er opened her eyes, and Zhang Qing was lying next to her, smiling as she looked at her.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Qing leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

"I love it! Ah... I love it so much!" Her lower body was being wildly penetrated by Chen Dong's hardness, while her upper body was being gently stimulated by
Zhang Qing . The two pleasures alternated, and Juan'er began to feel a sense of ecstasy. She reached out, hugged Zhang Qing, and
kissed her lips.

The sight of the two women kissing made Chen Dong's blood boil, and he even showed signs of ejaculating. He barely managed to hold back
, his movements becoming gentler. He reached out and caressed the two women's bodies, grasping one breast each. Juan'er's
hand could barely hold hers, while Zhang Qing's breasts were enormous, and his hand could only grasp half. He applied pressure simultaneously; one was full of elasticity,
the other exceptionally soft.

Chen Dong began to sweat with excitement. He had tried threesomes before, but how could they
compare to !

His hands began to caress Zhang Qing's body downwards, her soft, supple skin captivating him. He reached her thighs,
then slipped his hand between her thighs. Zhang Qing was still wearing her underwear; he parted the fabric, revealing her already overflowing vagina. He inserted two fingers into
her vagina, stirring them, causing her to tremble.

Both women were panting, kissing passionately, their tongues moving in and out of each other's mouths. Juan'er's eyes
were closed, her face flushed, while Zhang Qing's were open, glancing at him with lustful eyes from time to time.

Chen Dong pulled down Zhang Qing's underwear, straightened up, and made her lie on top of Juan'er. The two women's genitals pressed together,
Zhang Qing's full, plump buttocks swaying, making Chen Dong momentarily lose his focus.

He withdrew from Juan'er, knelt slightly, and guided his penis upwards to Zhang Qing's vagina. After rubbing it against the entrance a few
times, he thrust in.

"Mmm!" Zhang Qing let out a satisfied sigh as Juan'er kissed her. She arched her back, spreading her
genitals wider to meet Chen Dong's thrusts, the tender flesh of her plump buttocks rippling with each impact.

Zhang Qing's juices flowed even more, dripping from her thick pubic hair onto Juan'er's hairless vulva, mingling with Juan'er's own
fluids , sliding down her pink buttocks onto the sheets, soaking them.

Chen Dong alternated between the two women, Juan'er's tightness and Zhang Qing's fullness—the
stark made him roar like a wild beast.

Juan'er finally couldn't bear the intermittent stimulation any longer. Panting, she twisted her body, pulling Zhang Qing upwards
. "Sister Qing, I can't take it anymore! Let him give it to me first, I'll love you! Okay!"

She made Zhang Qing straddle her face, sticking out her tongue to lick Zhang Qing's genitals.

"Ah...so good!" Zhang Qing trembled as Juan'er's soft tongue licked her clitoris, and she squeezed it hard.
She moaned, clutching her nipples, as waves of vaginal fluid gushed out, wetting Juan'er's pretty face.

Seeing Zhang Qing's body begin to wobble, Chen Dong turned Juan'er over, placing her face down in front of him,
pulling , so Zhang Qing lay on the bed with his legs spread, then had Juan'er between his thighs.

Juan'er arched her buttocks, welcoming Chen Dong's thrusts, her mouth on Zhang Qing's clitoris, her moans turning into muffled sounds,
while Zhang Qing's moans grew louder.

Juan'er climaxed, her signature scream echoing in the room. At this point, she no longer cared about Zhang Qing;
the contractions of her vagina spread throughout her body, beginning to spasm. Chen Dong knew things were going to get bad; this little vixen's
vaginal He tried to hold back but couldn't, and with a low growl, he ejaculated as well.

After a long while, Juan'er recovered from her climax. Turning back, she saw Chen Dong's penis, which had been pushed out of her body and was now limp
. She pouted and said, "Sister Qing hasn't taken it yet!"

Chen Dong was extremely embarrassed. His ability had actually been questioned by his own woman! He didn't want this either! Who told you, this
little vixen, to react so strongly? Who could stand it!

Zhang Qing quickly smiled and said, "It's alright, I feel quite comfortable! Don't tire yourself out."

"No!" Juan'er looked at Zhang Qing's obviously aroused face and her burning body. Thinking that she had
forced him earlier, she felt even more embarrassed. She had experienced this feeling of being stuck in the middle many times. Chen Dong often
played with her like this and then made her agree to all sorts of excessive demands before giving in to her. It was the most unbearable!

So she sat up, let Chen Dong lie on the bed, and took his penis, still covered in semen and vaginal fluid, into her mouth and began to stroke
it .

Chen Dong also wanted to regain his virility as soon as possible. He closed his eyes and felt the softness of Juan'er's mouth, but after all, he was almost thirty
years old. How could he be so quick? In his haste, he became even softer. He thought to himself, "Being a stallion isn't easy!

How did Lord Wei manage to have seven wives back then? Did he have to take medicine?"

A full touch came from beside him. It was Zhang Qing, who took the initiative to lean in. Of course, she knew Chen Dong's embarrassment
. Whether she wanted to fall or not was secondary; she couldn't hurt his pride.

She took one of Chen Dong's hands and placed it on her breast, saying softly, "Relax, don't rush. Let me
squeeze your breasts. Does it feel good?"

Chen Dong was so moved that tears almost welled up in his eyes. This vixen was so understanding and considerate!

"Want to hear something more exciting?" Zhang Qing blinked.

Chen Dong's eyes lit up.

Zhang Qing leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Daddy! Your good daughter wants you!"

Chen Dong gasped and began to react.

"Daddy, you were so amazing just now! Your cock was so big and hard! It felt so good inside me!"

"Daddy, did you fuck Mommy like this back then? She must have felt so good, right?"

Zhang Qing said seductively, licking Chen Dong's earlobe with her tongue.

"Daddy, you have two good daughters now, don't you like them? You fucked my little sister so well just now,
and now, I, as the older sister, want you to fuck me too. Look, Daddy, your semen is flowing
out tender little hole.

"Daddy, my little sister is sucking your big cock, it's covered in your semen and her own juices, so
lewd!" Juan'er, with the penis in her mouth, blushed as she listened to Zhang Qing's words. Chen Dong had also made her call him Daddy before, but
she would burst out laughing as soon as she did, unlike Zhang Qing, who called him so lewdly!

"Daddy, I want to eat your semen too. Can I go and eat the semen from my sister's vagina? Daddy, your
semen must taste really good. I'll go and eat it for you." Zhang Qing kissed Chen Dong on the lips, then helped Juan'er
spread her legs and made her kneel on the bed. He lay down between Juan'er's legs, his face facing Juan'er's genitals.

Juan'er blushed and asked, "Sister Qing, are you really going to eat it?" She wasn't averse to semen and had eaten
quite a lot before , but this was, after all, coming from her own body, and the stimulation made her body start to turn red.

Zhang Qing used her fingers to pry open Juan'er's labia, and the semen began to gather at the vaginal opening.
Finally , it dripped down. Zhang Qing opened her mouth and took the clump of semen into her mouth, then stuck out her tongue and
licked at Juan'er's vaginal opening, sucking the remaining part into her mouth.

She stood up, opened her mouth towards Chen Dong, and stuck out her tongue slightly. Her small mouth was full of white liquid. Zhang Qing
smiled seductively, sipped a little bit, and just as it was about to fall, she quickly sucked it back into her mouth, then closed her mouth again, ready to swallow.

"I want some too!" Juan'er had only seen this kind of scene in pornographic films,
and . She pouted and leaned in as well.

Zhang Qing sipped a little bit at Juan'er's mouth, and Juan'er opened her mouth to take it. The two women then
swallowed the semen in Chen Dong's mouth. Juan'er swallowed with some difficulty; the semen was sticky and hard to swallow. Zhang Qing, however, showed no signs of difficulty
and maintained her seductive smile. Afterward, she opened her mouth again and brought it close to Chen Dong's face.

Chen Dong, who still couldn't get an erection, could really castrate himself. He stood up triumphantly, pinned Zhang Qing down, and began to
thrust violently. Having just ejaculated once, he didn't need to control himself this time. He thrust in with unrestrained and
brutal abandon!

Juan'er joined in, helping to stimulate Zhang Qing, licking and sucking her body. Zhang Qing was already aroused, and
soon she too trembled and climaxed. Chen Dong, however, didn't let her go, continuing his assault. Juan'er, being mischievous, suggested
they switch to a doggy style position, lying between their legs and licking Zhang Qing's clitoris.

No matter how experienced Zhang Qing was, she couldn't withstand this. Wave after wave of climaxes came, her moans slowly turning into
sobs , crying out, "Waaah... Daddy! Let me go! Daddy! Spare me! I really can't take it anymore!"

The target of his abuse shifted to Juan'er. The little vixen giggled and tried to run away, but Chen Dong, now driven by lust, grabbed her and
pinned her to the floor, thrusting wildly.

"You little slut, you dared to laugh at me earlier, saying I wasn't good enough! See how I deal with you today!" Chen
Dong slapped Juan'er's buttocks, making her flesh tremble.

Juan'er gradually went limp, crying and begging for mercy: "I didn't say you were no good! I just felt sorry for
Sister Qing, ah... no, Sister Qing, please help me!"

"Crying for help won't help! You little slut!" Chen Dong, sweating profusely, pounded and thrust...

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