[Troublesome Entanglement and Passion] Part 1: Age-Breaking Love and Desire, Chapters 1-7

x 【Chaotic Fate and Infatuation】Part 1: Age-Defying Love and Desire 01
(Part 1)
In December, the streets of the northern country were filled with wind and snow.
Around four or five o'clock, it was almost dark. Jia Li left
work an hour early, wanting to get back to her warm home before the explosive surge of the crowds. Jia Li
wrapped herself up tightly from head to toe, a chestnut-colored wool scarf wrapped several times around her delicate neck, followed by a long
black double-breasted wool coat that reached past her waist. The biting wind on the street seemed to try and sneak into
the clothes of every passerby.
Jia Li's home wasn't far from the company, a ten-minute walk, but taking the bus was extremely inconvenient.
So, despite the harsh winter, Jia Li could only quicken her pace; it was the only thing she needed to do. Her breath
condensed into white smoke in the air; was her nose, exposed to the icy air, red from the cold?
Jia Li shrugged, took a deep breath, and her graceful figure darted past like a phantom
under the brightly decorated Christmas tree in front of the department store. She wore tight blue jeans, and her black knee-high boots
made a crisp sound with each step, sending up scattered ice crystals.
Entering the apartment building's elevator, it felt slightly warmer. It was an old-style high-rise apartment building in the city center.
Jia Li's home was on the 15th floor, a three-bedroom apartment. She unlocked the door, but no one greeted her. Yet,
Jia Li felt as if she had suddenly returned to spring; perhaps because the heating was on so strongly, the air even carried
a lazy feel. She had gotten off work earlier than usual today, and her husband wouldn't be home first. In fact,
it was a miracle he wasn't staying out all night. Jia Li took off her scarf and gloves, casually hung her large handbag on the coat rack, and
walked straight through the entryway. There she saw her father-in-law diligently simmering soup in the kitchen.
"Dad, I'm home!" Jia Li's voice was playful and melodious.
The old man turned his head, looking at his daughter-in-law with surprise, and questioned her in a slightly reproachful tone,
"You're earlier than usual today." But his tone immediately became kind and benevolent. "Xiao Li
, you should have called home so I could have picked you up. It's so cold today, you must be freezing." "
I'm alright," Jia Li said, taking off her heavy coat and sitting on the sofa, fiddling with her phone. The tight
sweater under her coat accentuated her alluring figure as a mature woman.
The old man walked over to Jia Li and handed her a cup of hot brown sugar water, the warmth seemingly overflowing
.
"Dad..." Jia Li's eyes were filled with gratitude. For a twenty-seven-year-old married woman, there was nothing
more heartwarming, nothing more like home.
"You must be freezing. Drink some brown sugar water to warm yourself up. Don't turn the heating up too high at home, hehe
." Her father-in-law smiled lovingly. Why couldn't her husband even do a tenth of what his father did? Jia Li took a
sip, and a warm feeling immediately welled up inside and out.
"I'm so sorry, Xiao Li, Dad spent ages at the market today just to buy an old hen. The soup was almost finished
, and I didn't know you'd be back so late. It might be another hour or so before we can drink it," the old man chuckled. "After you
finish this, I'll make you some ginger tea to warm you up."
"It's alright, Dad, I love any soup you make," Jia Li said sincerely. Her father-in-law's cooking
skills, especially his soup-making, were absolutely superb.
The old man picked up the remote from the coffee table, turned on the TV, and then handed it to his daughter-in-law. "Watch some
TV. I'll go see what else I can make you like. Honestly, next time you should call before you come
home early." His tone was reproachful
, but clearly tinged with affection. "Okay," Jia Li smiled genuinely.
The old man's surname was Zhou, and everyone called him Old Zhou. He was sixty-six years old. A short while passed, and no one
spoke again. The only sound in the air was the commercials on the television, a mix of noise and quiet.
Old Zhou carefully turned down the heat; it would be done in just over an hour of simmering. Just as he was about to turn around
, he was suddenly embraced.
Jia Li's long, slender arms were tightly wrapped around the old man, her soft, long hair brushing against his neck.
The scent of perfume, typically worn by young women, filled his nostrils. The young woman's head rested against him, occasionally nuzzling him,
as if she were playfully teasing her father. The old man didn't turn around; he simply stood quietly in the kitchen.
Jia Li used to be a model and was very tall, a full 174 centimeters. The kitchen and living room
floors were paved with marble, and Jia Li hadn't taken off her boots, making her a good half-head taller than her 170-meter-tall father-in-law.
The sight of her embracing the old man from behind even looked somewhat comical and strange.
After a brief stalemate, Jia Li's hands, which had been wrapped around her father-in-law's body, began to wander downwards
. The old man quickly grabbed his daughter-in-law's slender hands tightly with his large, strong palms, preventing her from making any further moves.
"Jianpeng will see when he gets back."
"No, I already texted him."
"Is he working overtime again today?"
"Hmm... Dad, I want it." Jia Li pressed her luscious lips close to her father-in-law's ear, her breath sweet and fragrant
. "Dad, we haven't done it in a long time, have we?"
"Hmm, about half a month."
"Did you miss me?"
"Yes."
"How much?"
"As much as I could want."
"Dad, come and take me, take my body, come and fuck me..."
Jia Li's tightly held hands were released, and her father-in-law turned around. The two, a father-in-law and daughter-in -law with a thirty-
nine-year age difference, began a passionate, intense kiss. The old man's wrinkled face and the young woman's delicate and pretty
features intertwined, creating a stark contrast, yet this did not diminish their passionate
kiss, as if they were lovers. Moral and social taboos, perhaps long ago, had been completely disregarded.
They embraced tightly, with the younger, prettier Jia Li even more proactively French kissing the old man. The old man's
hands began to move downwards, caressing Jia Li's buttocks through her jeans.
Right there in the living room, Jia Li gently removed her father-in-law's clothes, and the old man helped his daughter-in-law remove her tight-fitting pubic hair.
He took her bra and blouse and began to suckle at her delicate little cherry. His tongue was skillful; the remaining
stubble on his beard tickled her full breasts, stirring her restless heart. Jia Li was a naturally
sensitive woman, and by this moment, her face was flushed and her eyes were languid.
"Dad, shall we do it in the living room today?" Jia Li managed to squeeze out a question.
"Mmm." The old man's lips left her firm breasts, moving down to kiss her flat stomach, and
finally reaching the hidden depths beneath her pants.
As Jia Li accepted her father-in-law's kisses on her abdomen, she unbuckled her belt, half-squatting
, and slowly and coquettishly pulled down her tight jeans—a seductive pose that no male animal could resist
.
The pale yellow silk lace-trimmed panties were the young woman's last line of defense, just three inches below her navel, yet they also betrayed
her body. A faint wet patch appeared on the smooth fabric of the panties, betraying the secrets of her body. The old man's
rough fingers expertly reached between the young woman's legs and touched her. "Xiao Li, you're wet..."
A blush quickly spread across the young woman's fair cheeks. She knelt down and took her father-in-law's clearly
erect penis into her mouth, skillfully sucking and swallowing repeatedly. Jia Li was indeed a seductive and alluring woman; her
excellent oral skills, combined with her beautiful face and delicate features, gave her father-in-law, who was above her,
a dual sensory experience of sight and touch. The daughter-in-law occasionally exchanged glances with her captivating eyes with her father-in-law
; she tacitly and keenly seized the opportunity—it was almost time to get down to business.
Jia Li leaned back on the sofa, her buttocks raised high. She was still wearing black knee-high leather boots, and her jeans
and silk panties had been pulled down to her knees, exposing her long, slender, white thighs to the air
and sunlight. Her tender, moist petals were faintly visible, seemingly beckoning to the old man's genitals, urging him
to enter.
"Mmm...ah...!" A pleasurable moan escaped from the depths of Jia Li's throat. The ensuing
pleasure made her moans even more rapid. The old man's hot, thick penis began to
ravage her young vagina. The young, elastic walls of her vagina gripped her father-in-law's penis tightly, yet still couldn't stop it from
penetrating to the very end each time.
The old man stood on tiptoe, his large hands tightly grasping his daughter-in-law's slender waist from both sides. Her young body ignited
his boundless potential, and his lower body pulsated like a motor, in no way inferior to that of a young man.
"Dad...it feels so good..." Jia Li praised sincerely. "Dad...faster...faster
...I...ah...ah...ah ah...ah..." Before she could finish speaking, her father-in-law behind her increased the speed even more
, leaving only her increasingly unrestrained moans.
Time ticked by, and "Ah!..." came another desperate scream. The father-in-law's thrusts
finally penetrated deeply into the daughter-in-law's core. An irresistible pleasure pierced
the young woman's heart like lightning. Her tall, delicate body trembled uncontrollably. With this force, Jia Li lost her footing
and collapsed onto the sofa. The muscles of her vaginal walls gripped her father-in-law's aged glans tightly, and
his hot, white semen gushed out like lava, completely absorbed by the young woman's cervix
. Both reached a beautiful climax almost simultaneously. The young woman's slender body trembled uncontrollably, as
each thrust of her father-in-law's semen sent waves of intense pleasure through every corner of her young body.
The father-in-law lay on top of Jia Li like a dead dog, breathing heavily. Jia Li, being much younger, quickly
regained her strength and said with a sweet smile, "Dad, you're still so amazing." She turned around and
kissed the old man passionately once more.
The father-in-law's penis slowly softened and slid out of his daughter-in-law's muddy flower path.
"Dad, Jianpeng and I won't divorce." Jia Li rested her head against her father-in-law's head, their eyes locked.
"It's good that you won't divorce. What knot can't be untied between husband and wife?"
"Dad, I can't bear to part with you." Jia Li's watery eyes welled up with tears. "I'm afraid no one will ever treat me this
well again..." As she finished speaking, a tear rolled down her beautiful face.
"Silly girl, don't cry. My good daughter, Dad loves you, Dad will love you for the rest of his life!" The father-in-law withdrew from his daughter-in-law's body
, picked up a tissue from the coffee table, and wiped away Jia Li's tears. She changed to another sheet, wiping away
the cloudy semen slowly flowing from between her daughter-in-law's legs.
Another inexplicable silence followed, accompanied by a passionate kiss.
"Oh no!" the old man suddenly jumped up, "My soup!"
Watching her naked father-in-law run towards the kitchen, Jia Li couldn't help but giggle mischievously.
(II)
The night sky was exceptionally clear, the moon unobstructed by any clouds, its bright light
displaying its allure without regard for the feelings of those beneath it.
Inside the window, the man was diligently working, the high-end Simmons mattress vibrating loudly, the woman beneath him
moaning and groaning, trying her best to please him with her pleasure.
A rapid surge, a low growl, and everything fell silent in an instant.
The man rolled over, panting heavily, the woman, covered in sweat, also panting softly.
"What's wrong today? This is the third time. Did something unpleasant happen?"...
"Nothing." The man said impatiently. "It's work-related. Go to sleep."
The woman turned and hugged the naked man, her full breasts pressed tightly against his chest.
The man lit a cigarette and began to puff away.
"Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I can help you out."
The man suddenly choked on his smoke and coughed uncontrollably.
The woman gently stroked the man's back with her slender hand. "Smoke less. It's bad for your health."
"Hmm." The man replied absentmindedly, his brows furrowed tightly.
"You haven't been home for two nights in a row. Are you sure you're okay?" the woman asked awkwardly.
The man didn't answer, just kept smoking.
"Your wife will definitely suspect something..."
"So what if she finds out?" The woman was interrupted by the man before she could finish her sentence.
The man took another deep drag of his cigarette. "I have nothing left to say to that woman."
"But she's your wife."
"Not anymore." The man said firmly.
"I'm not forcing you to divorce her right now." The woman pressed closer to the man, holding him even tighter.
The man didn't speak, his gaze cold.
"Jianpeng..."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, seeping into the dim room. The cold wind outside still howled,
reminding everyone that it was a cold winter night.
The long night stretched on, everyone slept, all living things, the sun and moon ceaselessly.
The moon sets and the sun rises, another new day begins. What's meant to come will come. The filth and coldness hidden in the darkness
—the sun, the eternal sun—will surely drive them all away.
The birdsong of dawn rose and fell, the sunlight warm and gentle, especially in this winter day.
Sunlight streamed into the bedroom, beams of light falling on Jia Li's beautiful body,
casting layers of shadows through the blinds and outlining the alluring curves of a young woman. Jia Li liked to sleep naked;
she'd read online that it was good for her health, but she didn't really care. Opening her eyes, she sleepily struggled to climb out of bed, and, still
naked, slipped on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom. The warm air inside wasn't dry at all; next to the bed
was the humidifier her father-in-law had bought, gently releasing soft, warm steam.
Sure enough, her father-in-law was in the kitchen making breakfast. The old man wasn't wearing many clothes either, and although his back wasn't imposing,
it still exuded a deep fatherly love, like a mountain one could lean on.
"Girl, what are you doing? Put your clothes on quickly, don't catch a cold."
"Okay," Jia Li pouted, looking reluctant.
"Brush your teeth first, then have breakfast: bacon, eggs, and toast."
Jia Li slowly put on her clothes, her mind still replaying the crazy details of last night as she brushed her teeth
, a charming smile on her face.
After breakfast, Jia Li started tidying up. The LV bag her husband had given her when they first got married was far less
practical than the cheap handbag her father-in-law had given her. Her father-in-law was truly caring, so attentive that he could see into
every corner of her heart.
"What do you want to eat tonight? Dad will make it for you."
"Dad, whatever you decide, I love everything you make."
"How about I go to the market and buy a duck to stew?"
"Dad, I don't like duck..."
"I knew it! How about soybean and pig's trotter soup? It's good for your complexion."
"Okay!" Jia Li couldn't help but smile happily.
She hadn't received this kind of family warmth from her husband for so long.
"Dad, I'm going out." Jia Li waved goodbye to her father-in-law as she put on her snow boots.
"Be careful when you go out. The snow from a few days ago hasn't completely melted, so be careful not to slip."
"Okay, I know, Dad."
Jia Li closed the door, preparing to welcome the first workday after the New Year's Day holiday.
"Xiao Li!" She had only taken a few steps when a strong voice called out from behind her.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
"Your mask, it's cold outside. I bought it for you yesterday."
"Dad..." Jia Li was inexplicably moved and didn't know what to say.
The long corridor was unusually quiet. Jia Li looked around to make sure no one was there, quickly kissed Lao Zhou, and
then ran quickly towards the elevator. Her charming and tall figure disappeared around the corner at the end of the corridor.
The weather was nice that day. Although the wind was still cold, Jia Li probably wasn't that cold.
The heating in the company was no more comfortable than at home. She really didn't understand what they were saving money on
. Just as she was complaining to herself, someone patted Jia Li on the shoulder.
"What are you thinking about?"
Jia Li was startled and turned around to see Ding Ting.
Ding Ting is a year younger than Jia Li and one centimeter shorter. She used to be a model too. In the modeling world,
even girls like Jia Li and Ding Ting, with great potential, can't achieve great things without being at least 1.8 meters tall, and those shorter than 1.75 meters have
no chance of success. Later, she went to school, changed careers, and joined this company last year, becoming Jia Li's colleague again.
"You look great today, you don't look like you were sick a few days ago," Ding Ting teased Jia Li, then
lowered her voice, "Your husband is taking good care of you!"
"What are you saying..." Jia Li blushed.
"I really envy you having such a good husband."
"With your looks and qualities, you're already twenty-six and still don't have a boyfriend, what does that mean? It means you're too picky."
It was Jia Li's turn to tease her.
“What’s so demanding about me? I just want a man who’s taller than me and earns more than me
. It doesn’t matter if he’s ugly.”
“You’re just bragging.”
“Really!”
“What do you think of Allen?”
“Get lost, you foreign devil.”
“What about David? If that doesn’t work, then there’s only Old Zhang, the doorman downstairs.”
“Him? He’s a returnee, handsome and rich.”
“Yeah, Sister Wu says he has six-pack abs!”
“But he’s a womanizer, he’s ruined so many innocent women. I think she’s quite
interested in you.”
Ding Ting was right. A few years ago, David even pursued Jia Li, only to find out later that Jia Li was already married
, making a huge fool of himself.
“Shh, keep your voice down.” Sister Wu couldn’t help but speak up.
“Sister Wu, what’s wrong?” Jia Li said in a low voice.
“Don’t let Anna hear.”
“Sister Wu, is there some news again?” Ding Ting asked curiously.
“That’s right, we’ll talk about it over lunch.”
“Okay!”
Sister Wu was in her forties, still charming despite her age, and straightforward and warm-hearted, though a little bit gossipy.
But women, as long as they’re not the subject of gossip, tend to have a fondness for gossip stories.
During lunch, Sister Wu excitedly poured out all the gossip she knew, not stopping at all.
They stopped at the car. It turned out that Anna, the married HR manager, had gotten together with David, the company's most handsome guy. This was
an extramarital affair combined with a workplace romance—absolutely juicy gossip.
"How did she end up with David? There are so many people in the company."
"Think about it, who is David? Everyone knows he's a womanizer. Anna, being a
married woman, naturally seeks out handsome men for her affairs, not her husband. A little womanizing doesn't matter." Sister Wu
spoke eloquently, like giving a long speech.
"I still don't understand. I've met Anna's husband; he's young and promising, and not bad-looking either."
"You don't know this," Sister Wu gestured for Jia Li and Ding Ting to lean forward, "It's said, just said, that
her husband's... well, he's impotent..."
"How old is he? Impotent already?" Ding Ting muttered.
"Only 35? Men at this age face a lot of pressure, with elderly parents to care for and young children to raise. He probably
messed around with other men's girls a lot when he was younger. Look at David, he's pretty successful now, but he'll end up the same way later."
Sister Wu spoke with such conviction, as if she had witnessed it all herself.
Ding Ting fell silent, lost in thought.
"Xiao Li, you need to be careful with your husband too. You're so beautiful, with such a great figure, your husband
must pamper you a lot. But even if he does, he needs to take care of his health." Sister Wu teased Jia Li again.
"Sister Wu, what are you saying? It's the middle of the day..."
"Oh, my beauty, you're blushing and embarrassed? Sister Wu is being serious with you. Look at your radiant face, you
're getting more and more beautiful. It's all thanks to your man's pampering." Sister Wu didn't stop there, continuing to tease,
"Men are like oxen, women are like land. The more you cultivate the land, the more fertile it becomes; the more you cultivate the ox, the thinner it gets. That's the way it is. My words may be rough,
but the principle is sound."
Jia Li's face turned completely red. Sister Wu had no idea that the real reason Jia Li was blushing was that her own man didn't want this
fertile land, but instead, her man's father was diligently cultivating it.
"Let me tell you a secret, Tingting, you'll need this even before you get married. I make soup for my husband every month
—pork kidney soup, bull penis soup, walnut chicken soup—it's incredibly aphrodisiac! Especially in this cold winter,
a little angelica and mutton soup will keep your man completely undisturbed! Look at my husband, he's over forty, and he's
no less virile than when he was young." Sister Wu spoke with spittle flying everywhere, her voice rising unnoticed.
"Sister, be gentle..." Jia Li was even more embarrassed. In her mind, however, she had come to this
conclusion: the reason her father-in-law, who was over sixty, hadn't experienced a decline in sexual ability in the past two years, and even had
a second round last night, was firstly because the two strictly controlled the frequency and amount of their sex life, only having sex about once a week
, focusing on quality rather than quantity, never rushing things, and never indulging in excessive sexual desire.
Secondly, it was probably because of her father-in-law's superb cooking skills, especially his soup-making skills, emphasizing health and nourishment,
making him very virile. Her father-in-law, though over sixty, was still quite virile, while she herself, approaching thirty,
felt her desire to be with a man stronger than in previous years. Seeing him naked making breakfast that morning, she even
had an urge to be pinned down and have him fill her emptiness…
“What are you thinking about, Xiao Li?”
“No need to ask, of course I’m thinking about men…”
Accompanied by Ding Ting’s giggling laughter and Jia Li’s flushed face, the midday hour seemed both happy and short.
It was supposed to be an ordinary day, but just as it was almost time to leave work, Jia Li was suddenly stopped by Ding Ting
.
“Xiao Li, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it? Why didn’t you say it at noon?”
“This has nothing to do with Sister Wu…”
“You’re coming with me to see someone later.”
“Who?”
(Part Three)
“Come on, you’ll find out when we get there.”
“Are you going to tell me or not? If you don’t, I’m not going.”
“Okay, okay…” Seeing that Jia Li was really about to leave, Ding Ting grabbed her. "Do you still remember Yang Mengjue?"
"Yang Mengjue?" After only a few seconds of confusion, fragments of past memories gradually
surfaced in Jia Li's mind.
"How did she find you?" Jia Li's expression immediately turned serious.
"Oh, we met on the street last time, exchanged phone numbers, and she said she wanted to get together with you and catch up."
"What's there to get together about? We're not the same kind of people." Jia Li's tone was dismissive, as if the two of them did indeed have some
unresolved issues from the past.
"So many years have passed, Xiao Li, you should let it go by now."
"What can't I let go of? Let her see me, I want to see what changes she's made of."
Ding Ting remained silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
"Hello? Dad, it's me, Xiao Li." Jia Li picked up her phone.
"I won't be home for dinner tonight."
"Okay, I have something important to do. You eat by yourself."
"Take care of yourself too."
"Yeah...me too."
Hanging up the phone, the woman's beautiful eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if
she wanted to kill everything in their path.
The snow continued to fall heavily on the streets; the new branches and buds would need a very long time to blossom.
Old Zhou slowly tidied the house. At his age, thanks to his good health and the
blessings of heaven, there weren't many elderly people as nimble as him. However, despite
this, the old man always prioritized "slow" in everything he did. He avoided arguments, remained humble and
patient, believing that a calm mind was essential for good health.
Except on rare occasions, even when having sex with his daughter-in-law, Old Zhou adhered to a slow and deliberate approach. Sufficient
foreplay, leisurely caresses and thrusting meant each sexual encounter could exceed an hour. Coupled with
their customary one or two sexual encounters per week, prioritizing quality over quantity, this allowed the young couple
to repeatedly reach the peak of their desire.
After buying groceries early in the morning, helping his daughter-in-law tidy up the room, washing and tidying up, and then having lunch before taking a short nap...
This was Old Zhou's typical retirement life. After his son and daughter-in-law had repeatedly quarreled, he came home less and less often
, claiming to be working overtime, but both he and his daughter-in-law knew the real reason. The lack of proper communication between the couple led to
numerous misunderstandings, pushing their family to the brink of collapse, even though this ironically benefited Old Zhou
.
These young people nowadays have completely forgotten that family is the true essence of life.
"Hello? Oh, it's Xiaoli."
"Are you working overtime?"
"Be careful about hygiene when eating out, be careful of the cold..."
Although there was no one else in the room, Old Zhou suddenly lowered his voice: "Dad loves you..."
His daughter-in-law wasn't coming home for dinner, and his son was even less likely to come home. The old man suddenly felt dejected, suddenly
feeling like he had nothing to do, which stumped him. Playing chess was an important part of his leisure time, but unfortunately,
the old men playing chess in the garden downstairs had such poor sportsmanship that Old Zhou usually didn't want
to play with them. After dinner, after hesitating for a moment, Old Zhou went out alone.
As dusk settled, the city's central square was brightly lit, and men and women, dressed in red and green, dazzled under the starry sky.
In the Qingya Pavilion Cantonese restaurant on the twelfth floor, the number of diners was not large, perhaps due to its high-end nature
. Many eyes were furtively drawn to a table by the window, where three stunningly beautiful
women sat, each tall and alluring. Yang Mengjue sat on one side, Jia Li and Ding Ting on the other,
and no one spoke.
"Sister Li, I know you still haven't forgiven me," Yang Mengjue couldn't help but speak first.
"Really?" Jia Li didn't utter a single word more from between her neat, white teeth
.
"I know I owe you something I may never be able to repay in my lifetime. So many years have passed, and I just want to say I'm
sorry… I heard you've been married for several years now, and I sincerely wish you well."
"Thank you." Seeing her soften, Jia Li seemed slightly appeased, but remained sparing with her words.
Looking at the young woman before her, Jia Li saw that the arrogant and domineering air of her youth was completely gone. Her beautiful
face still shone, but a hint of weariness was visible. She was not yet twenty-four,
the most beautiful age in a woman's life, yet she looked as mature as Jia Li, a woman married for many years. Could time really
change a person?
"How are you and Fang Lei?" Jia Li asked proactively.
"They're...okay."
Seeing the woman's stammering, Jia Li knew things weren't as she described. She desperately
wanted to know what had happened over the years.
"It's alright, as long as you're still together, that's good. I've never really taken him seriously." Jia Li stated definitively.
Perhaps she still harbored resentment towards Yang Mengjue for stealing her love back then, but she couldn't bring herself to express it.
"Sister, I'm so glad you can forgive me. I know I've wronged you, and I've been looking for an opportunity to
apologize all these years."
"Cheers, ladies! Let's turn everything into wine and let bygones be bygones." Ding Ting
quickly tried to smooth things over. "I'll go first!" she said, raising her glass of red wine.
The glass clinked crisply. Could the past really just vanish like smoke?
On the way home, Jia Li was deep in thought. Things couldn't be as simple as she imagined; the woman surnamed Yang
must still have something to say. After
saying goodbye to Ding Ting, she returned home, only to find her father-in-law wasn't there.
Jia Li changed her coat and shoes and saw a thermal box on the table, containing food and a pot of braised pork trotters soup,
still warm to the touch. There was a small note on the table; Jia Li knew without reading it that her father-in-law had left it out of concern for her
.
"Xiaoli, you're back! I'm sorry I'm late. Would you like something to eat? If you want some soup, Dad will
heat it up for you." Old Zhou opened the door, only to find his daughter-in-law had returned first.
"Dad, where did you go?"
"Oh, I went to play chess with Old Zhang. I got so engrossed that I was late, haha."
Old Zhang? The security guard at the security office downstairs in the company building? He was only a little over 1.6 meters tall,
dark-skinned and burly, and spoke with a thick, rustic accent, looking every bit like an old farmer who had just moved to the city. Jia Li frowned
. "Didn't I tell you? Don't
keep associating with that old man." "You become like those you associate with, right?" Old Zhou gave Jia Li a serious look. "We've
known each other for decades. Back when I was in the countryside, his whole family helped me. We can't be ungrateful, can we?"
"That's true..."
"Don't look at him like that. His son became a judge in the city court last month. He's much more successful than your man."
"He's not exactly a good person. A judge son and a security guard father—how unfilial must that son be?"
"You know what, Old Zhang insisted on being a security guard himself, saying he wouldn't let his son use connections.
It's good for an old man from the countryside to be a security guard. His son is a really filial son; in that respect, he's
better than your man."
"What? My man? My man? He's not your son!"
"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Old Zhou still doted on her.
“Besides, tonight, you’re my man.” Jia Li kissed Old Zhou on the cheek, making the old man
laugh.
Jia Li was only pretending to be angry; she was easily appeased.
“Your 66th birthday is at the end of the month. Let’s call Jianpeng back tomorrow night to discuss what to do.”
“Okay.” Old Zhou didn’t object; after all, he hadn’t seen his son in a long time.
“By the way, how about I cook this weekend?”
“You… can you handle it?”
“Don’t underestimate me!” Jia Li glared at him, pretending to be angry. “I’ll make you some soup.
Don’t worry, it’ll be delicious!”
The air in the room was humid and warm. Jia Li took a sip of the soybean and pig’s trotter soup that Old Zhou had made. “Mmm, delicious!”
The next morning, after making breakfast for his daughter-in-law, Old Zhou went to the market to buy groceries. His son was
coming home for dinner that evening, and the family could finally sit down together for a proper meal. He felt that this was what a home should feel like.
His son, Zhou Jianpeng, hadn't been home for some time, and he guessed he was seeing another woman. His daughter-in-law seemed to
understand, and neither of them had revealed it to their son. Thinking of this, Old Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
His son didn't want such a good woman as Jia Li; he, as her father, would have to cherish her. The
old man spent the whole day busy with housework and racking his brains to prepare dinner.
After finally finishing six dishes and a soup, his son and daughter-in-law returned home one after the other, but the atmosphere there was something Old Zhou hadn't expected.
"Work, work, work! Do you even care about this family? Now look what's happened, you don't even come home!"
"If I don't work, who will give you money to buy bags, clothes, and cosmetics? Who will give you..."
"You bastard! Is this what I want?! You know perfectly well how much you give to the family! Don't think I don't
know you have a woman outside!"
"So what if I have a woman! Even a sow can give birth! What can you do
! You've done everything around the house, big and small! It's all done by Dad!"
"Zhou Jianpeng, you shameless bastard!"
The old man's carefully prepared dishes were ignored at the dinner table. Seeing his daughter-in-law and son almost
coming to blows right in front of him, Old Zhou couldn't hold back any longer.
"Shut up, both of you!" Old Zhou slammed his chopsticks down on the table, startling Jia Li
and Zhou Jianpeng.
"Arguing! Arguing! Arguing! Don't you want this family anymore?"
Jia Li kept her head down and didn't speak. Zhou Jianpeng didn't dare look at his father either; in his memory, his father
rarely got angry.
"If you don't want to live like this, get the hell out! Those who want to live a good life, stay!" The old man's strong voice
echoed repeatedly in the room.
Zhou Jianpeng vaguely sensed something was wrong. His father never took sides, but today his words were clearly directed at him.
After a long silence, Zhou Jianpeng lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
"All you know is smoking! One day you'll smoke yourself to death!" Old Zhou cursed fiercely.
"Fine, I'll go outside to smoke!" Zhou Jianpeng frowned. "Hmph! I can't stay in this house anymore!"
"Bang!" Zhou Jianpeng slammed the door shut and stormed out without looking back.
Jia Li was stunned. She hadn't expected Zhou Jianpeng to actually leave, and Old Zhou was also frozen in shock.
The two women sat there, tears welling in Jia Li's eyes.
The husband who had sworn eternal love and accompanied her through countless days and nights, the Zhou Jianpeng who had vowed to love her for a lifetime, was
gone forever.
She was only twenty-seven, childless, and an orphan herself. If she really got divorced,
what would she do for the rest of her life? She had always been a woman who needed to be loved, but those
men who lingered over her because of her stunning beauty had never given her any real support. Remarry? If she were just an ordinary woman,
would men still fawn over her? Which man could she still trust?
"Your favorite vegetables." Old Zhou put a large mouthful on Jia Li's plate.
Jia Li's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but look at her father-in-law, the only man she trusted now, the
only man she could rely on. But Old Zhou looked solemn, as if nothing had happened.
"If the sky falls, Dad will hold it up for you."
Jia Li's delicate body trembled, and she hugged Old Zhou tightly with her long arms, tears streaming down her face.
She really cried.
(IV)
There is a beautiful woman in the North, peerless and independent.
One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation.
How could one not know the power of such beauty?
Such a beauty is hard to find again!
The day of the company's annual party happened to be Old Zhou's 66th birthday. Just after 8:30,
Jia Li, having barely touched the food on the table, hurriedly said goodbye and went home. After a major argument with her husband, their marriage
was practically over, and the planned birthday celebration for her father-in-law was abandoned.
The hotel for the annual party was quite far from home, so Jia Li took a taxi to the bakery to pick up the custom-made cake. She arrived home
close to 10:00.
"Dad, I'm home!"
Hearing his daughter-in-law's cheerful voice, as pleasant as her face, Old Zhou, sitting on the sofa watching TV, was very happy
. Although people of their generation never cared much about their own birthdays, it was already
rare for his daughter-in-law to remember, let alone that his son hadn't even called, and hadn't
returned home for over half a month since his last trip. The old man's heart was as cold as the weather outside.
"Dad, the cake." Jia Li gently placed the cake on the coffee table.
Jia Li shed her heavy down jacket and coat, instantly revealing her charming and slender figure. It was
a fitted, dark-colored cheongsam she had worn for her performance at the company's annual party, adorned with
flowers as beautiful and alluring as its wearer.
The cheongsam was custom-made by the most experienced tailor in Shanghai last year; the exquisite fabric and delicate
patterns accentuated the young woman's near-perfect curves.
"Xiao Li, I'm so happy you're back,"
Jia Li said. She wasn't the kind of woman who was particularly skilled with her hands; after painstakingly lighting the candles, she refused to let
Old Zhou help.
"Dad, blow out the candles and make a wish!" Jia Li's sweet smile was always so heartwarming.
"Okay, all done."
Jia Li turned on the light, filling the dark room with warm light once more.
The young woman's long, flowing hair was neatly styled, and the thin, fitted cheongsam showcased her refined
femininity. Black stockings and high heels accentuated her long, shapely legs, making
one want to tear them open to see what lay beneath.
"Xiao Li, you look so beautiful today."
"Dad, am I not beautiful usually?" Jia Li said coquettishly.
"Beautiful! Beautiful! Xiao Li, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life!"
With a soft "pfft," two small dimples appeared on Jia Li's pretty face. Hearing the man praise
her like that, she almost burst into laughter.
"Dad, Jianpeng has never praised me like that before," Jia Li told a little white lie.
"That's because he doesn't know how to cherish you."
"I'm freezing dressed like this today, but it's all because of you, you old man!"
"Dad knows, come here and let Dad pamper you." Old Zhou stretched out his arm, and Jia Li's tall, slender body
leaned into the old man's arms.
"Aren't you going to eat cake?" Jia Li sat on Old Zhou's lap, her arms wrapped around her father-in-law's neck, like
a young girl pleading with her father.
"I'll eat, but I'll eat you first."
Jia Li giggled seductively, her laughter light and somewhat lewd.
The old man's lips immediately pressed against hers, silencing the young woman's ringing laughter, and the young woman immediately responded passionately
.
Jia Li's luscious red lips kissed her husband's father-in-law wantonly, her delicate tongue brazenly
venturing into the old man's aged mouth, swirling and entwining with his thick tongue. Saliva
flowed back and forth between their mouths.
The sweet scent of young Jia Li's hair wafted into Lao Zhou's nostrils, causing him to open his eyes
. The combined stimulation of sight, smell, and taste sent him into a frenzy.
The young woman could clearly feel the improvement in the old man's kissing skills. Her delicate, white arms clung tightly to Lao Zhou,
her alluring body swaying slightly with passion. The old man's hands were also busy, constantly caressing the young woman's firm, smooth
back. Sometimes his palms slid to her slender waist and shapely buttocks, his fingers occasionally
brushing against her sensitive, delicate perineum, naturally eliciting a squirming motion from her tall frame.
It was a very long, wet kiss, lasting almost ten minutes, a deep and passionate kiss. Lao Zhou felt almost
intoxicated.
The tall Jia Li was practically lying on her side, their faces covered in each other's saliva.
Old Zhou helped Jia Li straighten up and unbuttoned the first button of her cheongsam, instantly
revealing her snow-white neck.
The second.
The third.
First, Jia Li's sexy collarbone, then her full, firm breasts. Old Zhou slipped his hand inside the
now-defunct neckline of the young woman's cheongsam, skillfully unbuttoning the front of her black bra, exposing
her flawless breasts to the air.
Jia Li was already aroused, her eyes slightly closed, quietly feeling the stimulation of her father-in-law's rough hands, calloused from years of housework,
on her delicate skin.
Old Zhou pinched the two pink nipples on her round, firm breasts. The old man's lips pressed against hers again,
kissing her lips, earlobe, and collarbone, until he took one nipple into his mouth.
"Ah..." Jia Li cried out uncontrollably, like a cat in heat.
The slit in the cheongsam reached the upper thigh, and Old Zhou's other hand slipped inside, caressing
the young woman's buttocks.
Jia Li stared at her father-in-law with seductive eyes, thinking that the Japanese porn she had downloaded for him earlier had
n't been in vain.
Old Zhou lifted his daughter-in-law's cheongsam, revealing glimpses of her mysterious triangle.
Jia Li was wearing black lace stockings, looking extremely lewd. The moment Old Zhou's fingers touched the young woman
's genitals, he discovered that her panties were already soaked.
"Little slut, you're so wet, aren't you ashamed?" the old man
teased, flicking Jia Li's firm nose with his finger.
"You old lecher are really something!"
Old Zhou began to slowly pull down the young woman's panties, which were now practically useless. The young woman raised her legs to cooperate with the old
man's movements until the black lace panties were pulled down to the ankle of one long leg.
Jia Li obediently helped Old Zhou take off his clothes and pants, then quickly removed his underwear, grabbed his
slightly erect penis, and greedily began to suck on it. She couldn't wait any longer.
Jia Li's oral sex skills were superb; soon Old Zhou felt his genitals hard as a rock. However,
he remained patient, adhering to the principle of "slow," and helped his daughter-in-law into the bedroom. Then, naked,
Old Zhou and Jia Li, wearing a cheongsam that had been loosened to one side, began to engage in "69" sex with practiced ease.
Unlike before, the young, tall woman was on the bottom, and the elderly Old Zhou was on top. He used every method to tease
and stimulate his daughter-in-law's tender bud, something he knew all too well. He knelt with his legs spread on
either side of his daughter-in-law's head, fully enjoying the young woman's exquisite oral service. He even slowly
thrust into Jia Li's cherry-like mouth, just as his penis had galloped freely inside her vagina, penetrating deep into the young
beauty's throat with each stroke, a strangely pleasurable sensation.
The young woman's body was completely aroused. Jia Li, wearing stockings and high heels, lay supine on the bed
, her two long, straight legs spread apart by her husband's father. The old man's aged penis
stood erect like a key, the aged glans pressing against the young vulva, then maliciously rubbing and
teasing the young woman's sensitive body.
"Dad, I'm itchy..."
"Where is itchy?"
"My heart is itchy..."
"Still itchy?" Old Zhou thrust his lower body forward, and with a "whoosh," his penis slowly entered his daughter-in-law's vagina,
the tight pleasure striking like lightning.
"Mmm...ah...there's still...a little bit..."
"And now?" Old Zhou didn't hold back anymore, his entire penis plunging into Jia Li's young body.
"Mmm...much better." Jia Li's face was full of lust, her tongue licking her delicate lips: "If only you could scratch me
...ah!..."
Before Jia Li could finish speaking, Old Zhou's lower body began to thrust.
Old Zhou deliberately thrust slowly, causing the young Jia Li to constantly twist her white, alabaster-like body. The old man
would occasionally increase the force, penetrating deeply, reaching the young woman's heart through her vagina.
Jia Li felt like she was about to ascend to heaven. This gentle pleasure had
never been given to her by any other young, handsome, or physically strong man. Her feet, through a thin layer of black stockings, were tightly wrapped around her father-in-law's
waist, her legs tense to prevent her high heels from falling to the ground, so as not to disturb the
older man who was giving her endless pleasure.
She glanced at the quartz clock on the wall; it was already past eleven. Good heavens, if it weren't for that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law...
Despite ethical obstacles, she desperately wanted to marry this man thirty-nine years her senior. The fatherly love and
meticulous care he offered, the sexual prowess seemingly untouched by age—these were things
no one else could provide!
She felt herself going mad.
Old Zhou thrust vigorously into the young woman beneath him, as meticulously as when he cooked. It seems that not only
is governing a large country as easy as cooking a small fish, but so is engaging in sexual activity!
Although tall Jia Li wasn't petite, she was immersed in pleasure, and her soft
body was easily turned over by her father-in-law. The varying breaths of the man and woman only paused briefly
before resuming.
"Dad… I love it when you… fuck me from behind… harder…"
The old man still slowly and methodically followed the "nine shallow, one deep" technique. Despite the tight grip of his daughter-in-law's young vaginal walls
on his penis, which seemed to gnaw at every nerve, the rhythm
of the movement continued. Another fifteen minutes passed, and Jia Li's orgasm arrived unexpectedly.
Old Zhou's penis remained inside Jia Li's vagina, then withdrew, leaving the young woman with a profound emptiness. Then,
as she was turned around, that fulfilling feeling returned. The old man embraced his daughter-in-law's delicate body, his hands caressing her smooth
back, his gaze fixed on Jia Li's captivating eyes.
Their eyes met.
Old Zhou paused, then his lower body began to move at a slower, more gradual pace.
The young woman's voice grew louder, her language more lewd.
Looking at the young, beautiful woman in her cheongsam and stockings, Old Zhou felt as if he had been transported back to his prime
, to the Shanghai women in cheongsams he had seen while studying in Shanghai—their waists, their breasts, their
buttocks—that had ignited his initial desires in that innocent era. Now, those desires were being satisfied even more intensely!
Jia... Li's consciousness was becoming hazy, and so was Old Zhou's. He increased his speed even more.
Accelerate!
Take off!
The old man felt his penis penetrate incredibly deep, the tip of his glans even breaking through the cervix's defenses
. The muscles inside the young woman's vagina convulsed wildly. Old Zhou leaned down and kissed his daughter-in-law's beautiful lips.
His glans was tightly sucked by the woman's clitoris. Their genitals were as tightly intertwined as their lips, unable to separate.
Hot semen erupted like lava!
The aged sperm was still full of vitality, flowing continuously into the young woman's youthful uterus.
Ten minutes later, the young woman finally stopped panting, and her soft body stopped trembling spasmodically.
Old Zhou was, after all, old, and his breathing was still a little faster than usual. But the sense of accomplishment of fucking his young and beautiful model
daughter-in-law until she was almost rolling her eyes back was something that could never be sought after.
Jia Li's long legs, which were tightly clamped around Old Zhou's waist, finally completely loosened, and Old Zhou was finally able to completely withdraw from his daughter
-in-law's young and beautiful body.
"Dad." "
Hmm?"
"Sorry, there's no birthday present except for the cake."
"Nonsense. I received the best gift." 　　Jia
Li smiled gently, "Trust my dad, there will be an even better gift." 　　( 　　The rest of the text appears to be 　　unrelated and 　　possibly spam/advertisement.
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