【If Heaven Has Feelings】(38)

Chapter 38
Yang Naijin and I stepped out of the Mei residence. The cold wind stung our faces, and I noticed the young
woman beside me shiver slightly. Her small face was huddled inside her down jacket collar, and in the moonlight
, her face and shoulders appeared even more delicate and pitiful.
I couldn't help but call out to her, then took off the dark gray wool scarf from my neck and carefully
wrapped it around her neck. My movements were smooth, and Yang Naijin naturally tilted her head
to cooperate. We had developed this tacit understanding, a sibling-like intimacy filling
our space.
With my scarf, Yang Naijin felt noticeably warmer. We didn't talk much on the way;
only the sound of our shoes echoed in the cold moonlight. We walked silently to my car, and Yang Naijin
hesitantly asked, "Gao Yan, do you think my dad will be alright?" Her question made me hesitant to answer
. I knew Lü Jiang's ruthlessness and cunning well, and this time, there was supposedly an even more terrifying Lü Tao plotting behind the scenes.
Although both the Mei and Yang families had powerful backgrounds,
it was hard to say whether they could turn the tide against the rising power. But when I saw Yang Naijin's innocent, expectant eyes,
even my usually strong heart softened.
"You have to believe in me and Aunt Mei. We will do everything we can to help Uncle Yang get out of trouble. Evil will not prevail over good.
Remember that." I grabbed Yang Naijin's shoulders and spoke to her seriously, my
eyes radiating unwavering confidence, as if I wanted to instill this emotion into her mind.
Perhaps it was because of my words, or perhaps my gaze had an effect, but Yang Naijin's eyes were no longer so panicked and
lost. She raised her long, delicate neck, nodded vigorously, and revealed the
brightest smile she had ever shown, saying, "Yes, I understand. I will work hard with Mom, and we will definitely get through this
."
"Good, go back inside quickly, it's too cold outside." I affectionately touched the bangs on her forehead,
turned around, opened the SUV door, got in, and started the engine.
The car slowly drove away from the Yang family's house. Through the rearview mirror, I could see, in the afterglow of the bright headlights
, Yang Naijin, with my scarf around her neck, standing motionless at the door for a long time, watching my car leave.
Her slender, tall figure swayed slightly in the cold wind, like a frail willow, just like the Yang
family's current predicament.
It was past 10 p.m. when I got home. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for me.
She immediately came to greet me and, before I could even hang up my coat, she started asking
how my "date" went.
I then remembered that I had told her I was going on a date with Yang Naijin. My mother, who considered my marriage a
matter of great importance, naturally wouldn't overlook any detail, and she was still sitting in the living room waiting for me so late.
"Well, it was alright. We both need time to get to know each other," I casually replied, taking off
my shoes and walking into the living room.
"Shitou, you can't be slow when pursuing a girl. You have to strike while the iron is hot and maintain the momentum. If you're
slow, someone else might snatch her up first," my mother continued her nagging.
"Just like your dad, when he was pursuing me, he kept a close eye on me. Back then, there were no phones or anything. It
took him two hours by bus to get to our house. Whenever he didn't have a shift in the afternoon, he would take the bus to Mom's school
to bring her some good food from the city. If he hadn't been so proactive, would Mom have been willing to marry him?"
"Of course, Mom, you're such a beauty, of course many men would have pursued you. It would be strange if my dad hadn't been so persistent
." I replied with a smile.
"This child, where did you learn such a glib tongue? You're nothing like your father." Mom gave me a playful slap
, but her beautiful face showed a very pleased smile, as charming and beautiful as a blooming peony.
"How can you blame me? I can only say that I inherited all your good points and rejected all of Dad
's bad points. In short, it's all thanks to you, Mom." I seized the opportunity to praise my mother, making her smile
even brighter.
"What a little rascal." Mom shook her head helplessly, then carefully
brushed my coat with a clothes brush before hanging it back in the closet.
"Huh!" Mom exclaimed in surprise, as if she had noticed something amiss.
"Where's the scarf I knitted for you?" Mom turned around and asked in surprise.
"Oh, when we parted, Yang Naijin looked a little cold, so I put the scarf around her neck."
I had truly experienced Mom's keen observation skills; she noticed even the slightest abnormality.
"Oh my, I knew it! Don't let my quiet demeanor fool you, my Shitou has already made such a quick progress." Mom
's face was full of undisguised laughter, but she gave me a fierce glare.
"It's a pity that I spent half a month painstakingly knitting this scarf, and you gave it away to someone else in one night.
It seems that even as our son grows up, he's starting to side with outsiders." Mom sighed sourly.
I never expected that one second my mother would be praising me, and the next she'd be quite jealous. Women are such fickle
creatures! Faced with a woman like my mother, I could only shrug helplessly and not dare to continue the conversation
.
Thankfully, my mother didn't let her jealousy escalate. We chatted briefly about what happened that evening.
Naturally, I didn't tell her the truth about my conversation with Mei Yu, and just made up a story about having dinner with Yang Naijin to gloss
over it. During the conversation, I casually mentioned the name Lü Jiang.
"Mom, do you remember Lü Jiang?"
"Yes, he was your father's boss at work. After your father passed away, he took good care of our family."
My mother didn't show any particular reaction, as if Lü Jiang was just a name to her.
"His reputation isn't very good. It's said that many people have been ruined by him, and his
money wasn't cleanly acquired." I cautiously probed.
"These days, which rich person doesn't have a dirty past? Don't they talk about the original sin of entrepreneurs on TV?"
"Be more forgiving. After all, he helped our family a lot. I was only able to get the compensation for the house back then because of his words
." Although there was nothing wrong with what my mother said, it still sounded strange to me. In my memory,
my mother wasn't like this. Why had she become so materialistic?
"Lu Jiang doesn't seem like such a generous person. Could he have ulterior motives for doing this?" I
wasn't very satisfied with my mother's answer and continued to probe indirectly.
Unexpectedly, my words agitated my mother. Before I could finish speaking, she raised her eyebrows, her almond-shaped eyes
widening as she retorted, "Son, don't listen to what people outside are saying. These
days, people aren't kind-hearted. They see others living well and get all envious and jealous, always gossiping. Don't pay any attention to their
nonsense."
"Heh, I don't care what others say, but look at his son, Lü Tian, with his reputation and marrying a woman like Meng Lan
. Lü Jiang probably isn't exactly innocent either." I was increasingly annoyed. I hadn't expected my mother to
maintain such a positive view of Lü Jiang, her words clearly favoring him. Her reaction was incredibly disappointing.
"Lü Tian's matter is in the past, why do you keep bringing him up? I don't want to think about those
things anymore." This time, my mother abruptly cut me off, her tone impatient.
"I just don't like your opinion of Lü Jiang. Lü Tian is no good, and Lü Jiang is even worse." I
was quite agitated, and it was evident in my words, as if I were arguing with my mother.
"Say whatever you want, Mom doesn't want to discuss this anymore." My mother waved her
hand impatiently, her face showing displeasure.
"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep now. You should rest early too." After saying that, my mother got up and went into her
bedroom. Her words and actions were different from usual, and she wasn't as gentle and kind to me as usual, which made me
very uncomfortable. Looking at my mother's closed door, I smoked one cigarette after another until very late before returning to
my own room.
These past few days, my mother and I have been in a state of awkward silence. I can tell my mother wants to reconcile,
but I always seem aloof, and she doesn't know how to broach the subject. To be honest, I'm
still quite bothered by her attitude that night. Whether it's her
tendency to avoid problems and face reality, or her apparent protectiveness towards Lü Jiang, Lü Jiang's name, like the man himself,
casts a shadow over our peaceful life, disrupting our previously harmonious relationship.
Although the cold war between my mother and me isn't over, without her deliberate intervention, my
communication with Yang Naijin has gradually increased. Of course, our main focus is still on her father's affairs
. From her, I learned that Mei Yu has been moving between the Yang and Mei families and her own network of connections. Although
high-ranking officials at the provincial and ministerial levels have intervened to smooth things over, and even the retired Mr. Yang personally went to
see the current municipal party secretary, these efforts have yielded little result.
Behind the Huahui District Procuratorate, there seemed to be an inexplicably powerful force manipulating things. No matter how hard you tried
to push it, it remained as immovable as a mountain. Gradually, these
relatives and friends who had always been close to the Yang and Mei families began to either find excuses to avoid seeing them or explicitly stated that they were powerless to help. As time
passed day by day, Yang Xiaopeng's condition not only showed no signs of improvement, but even his weekly visits
were canceled.
However, that morning, I suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number. It was Tieguai Li's familiar
voice on the other end. I hadn't paid attention to his situation for a while. His voice sounded strong and healthy, as
if his injuries had almost healed. He asked me to come to his house while he was panting, saying that he
had discovered some clues. As soon as I heard that this matter was related to my mother, I immediately dropped what I was doing and
rushed to Tieguai Li's house.
Ten minutes later, I arrived at the familiar door of Tieguai Li's house. After knocking a few times, I heard
a series of noisy footsteps inside, accompanied by the sound of a woman's high heels clicking on the floor. It seemed that
Tieguai Li wasn't alone inside. Could Zhong Xiaoqing be in the house too?
My doubts were soon answered. The door creaked open slowly, and the woman who peeked out was indeed
Zhong Xiaoqing. Her black hair was neatly tied in a bun at the back of her head. Her fair face was heavily made up
, with delicately drawn eyebrows, deep eyeshadow, and full lips painted with red lipstick, making her already
well-maintained face even more beautiful. At first glance, she really did resemble my mother somewhat.
I wasn't surprised to see her at Tieguai Li's house. With Tieguai Li's abilities, reclaiming the lost territory from Guo Qi
wouldn't be difficult. However, I felt that Zhong Xiaoqing was different this time.
She used to be a timid and submissive wife at Tieguai Li's house, but now she was much more cheerful and outgoing. She not only
greeted me naturally, but also had a smile on her made-up face.
Entering the house, I saw Tieguai Li sitting on the only sofa in the living room. The sofa was an old-fashioned style from the last century;
its once-impressive brown leather was now worn white, making it seem out of place in Tieguai Li's house, just like him
. Tieguai Li was wearing a military green cotton overcoat, and one leg, clad in thermal underwear, was resting on
the wooden coffee table in front of the sofa, the other leg of the thermal underwear hanging loosely on the floor.
"You're here so quickly! Please, have a seat." Tieguai Li warmly invited me to
sit down in a chair opposite him. He looked quite well; apart from a shaved patch of hair around his temples, there was no
trace of his previous injury. This man truly had the resilience of a cockroach, recovering quickly from every injury.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Tieguai Li said to Zhong Xiaoqing, who was sitting beside him, "Wife,
what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get me and my little brother something to eat!" Tieguai Li's tone was surprisingly gentle, a stark
contrast to his previous bossy manner towards Zhong Xiaoqing. He even called her "wife," but Zhong Xiaoqing did
n't seem to mind at all. She just blushed slightly, glanced at me somewhat shyly, and then got up
and walked towards the kitchen.
That's when I noticed that Zhong Xiaoqing's outfit today was quite special. She was wearing a fuchsia round-neck knit top, with
her two full, slightly sagging breasts hanging heavily on her chest. Two obvious protrusions were faintly visible on the top
, as if she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. She wore a black mini-skirt that barely covered her buttocks, with the hem
flared out, revealing her two long, white legs. On her feet were her familiar 5-inch high-
heeled gold sandals. Her outfit made her look very young and energetic.
Moreover, her gait seemed to have changed. She no longer looked down and hunched over, appearing aggrieved. Instead,
she exuded a seductive femininity. She proudly flaunted her large breasts, her not-so-
slender waist swaying with each step, causing her ample hips beneath her short skirt to rise and fall. Her two long, white legs
walked with a taut, straight gait. An outsider might have thought she was carrying something between her legs. However, walking with
bare legs in this weather seemed rather inappropriate. My gaze swept around the living room and I noticed
a black object lying in the corner of Tieguai Li's sofa. Judging from its shape, it looked like a woman's pantyhose, with
many white spots stuck to it. I guessed this was why Zhong Xiaoqing was walking with bare legs.
"Hehe, Xiao Gao, look how slutty this woman is now, isn't she? I, Old Li, have put in a lot of effort these past few days, and
I've finally brought out this slut's true nature." Tieguai Li's voice rang out from the side, carrying a
lewd undertone, which made him seem more like the real Tieguai Li. Earlier, his attitude towards Zhong Xiaoqing had been unusually gentle,
but then he began to recount how he had subdued and won her over, making her completely devoted to him and leaving her with no
thought of resistance or betrayal.
"That's it. Now this woman treats me like her man. She used to be quite obedient;
if I told her to go east, she wouldn't go west, and if I told her to go west, she wouldn't go east. But now, not only is she obedient, but her heart
is completely with me. She's totally acting like she wants to be my wife," Tieguai Li said smugly. But
I didn't completely believe his flowery boasting. I just mumbled something to appease Tieguai Li. Soon,
Zhong Xiaoqing brought over two bowls of cooked noodle soup. The hot noodle soup still had... I fried two eggs and tasted them. They were
alright. It seems Zhong Xiaoqing is a woman who can cook. Tieguai Li's subjugation of Zhong Xiaoqing was a win-win situation
. Besides satisfying his perverted psychology and sexual needs, she could also do his laundry, cook, and clean the room, without having to
bear the responsibility of bearing children or revealing her identity. Of course, this is not very fair to Zhong Xiaoqing, but
there is not much fairness in the world. Besides, Zhong Xiaoqing is not dissatisfied with this situation at all. On the contrary, she
seems indifferent.
I quickly finished the bowl of noodles, while Tieguai Li ate noodles with one hand, his other hand
fiddling with something under the table. After Zhong Xiaoqing served the noodles,
she sat quietly next to Tieguai Li. Her two long, white legs, which had been crossed, were now slightly parted. It turned out that Tieguai Li
's free hand was moving under Zhong Xiaoqing's skirt. Judging from the way it was moving under the short skirt and
Zhong Xiaoqing's face turning pale and red, Tieguai Li's movements were quite vigorous.
"Let's get down to business. You know why I'm here. Don't waste time," I said, seeing Tieguai Li still amusedly
playing with Zhong Xiaoqing beside him.
"Hey, wife, hurry up and tell Xiao Gao what you know. Don't keep the handsome young man waiting," Tieguai Li
replied somewhat flippantly, as if he had to ask Zhong Xiaoqing to know the answer.
Zhong Xiaoqing seemed completely obedient to Tieguai Li, but at that moment, the hands under her skirt were still
moving incessantly. She shifted her large buttocks awkwardly, glanced at me shyly, and turned to Tieguai Li,
saying in a coquettish voice, "Honey, can you stop? How can I talk when your hands are moving down there?"
"I told you to use your upper mouth to speak, not your lower mouth. What's wrong with that? Hehe." Tieguai
Li said, laughing, his expression incredibly lewd.
"Hurry up and tell me, what's going on between you and Guo Qi? What did you find out about Guo Qi? Tell me the truth
." Zhong Xiaoqing knew Tieguai Li wouldn't let her off this time, so she had no choice but to spread her legs and let his
hands ravage her. With each movement of his hands, her body swayed, her two large
white legs, clad in gold high-heeled sandals, tightening and loosening. While suppressing her unbearable pleasure, she softly told me
her story with Guo Qi.
According to Zhong Xiaoqing, she is not a local. After graduating from a vocational school specializing in finance and trade in the city, she was
assigned to work in the neighborhood. Before getting married, she was just a simple girl. Although
she had suitors while she was in school, she had never really been in a relationship. Later, she met Cheng Yang through an introduction from her supervisor. Cheng Yang was
tall and good at talking and getting along with people. In addition, his family was well-off. She thought this man was pretty good, and
the two got married soon after they started dating.
She met Guo Qi after she got married. At that time, her husband, Cheng Yang, had become the office
director of San Gang Company. Many projects and funds had to go through his hands, so many people came to him to build relationships or give gifts.
This tall, thin man with very noticeable curly hair, who didn't look like he was living a proper life, came to
see Cheng Yang several times. At that time, he seemed to have opened a small decoration company. She didn't know how many favors and
tricks he used to get many lucrative contracts from Cheng Yang. In addition, the two of them loved drinking, singing, and going to
dance halls, so they often called on each other to eat, drink, and have fun.
After Cheng Yang's death, Zhong Xiaoqing considered finding someone else to live with. However, firstly, she felt her
child was still young and worried that a stepfather wouldn't care for the child; secondly, she had just worked hard to become the director of the community,
a very demanding and energy-consuming grassroots job. She struggled to manage both her work and child, leaving her
no time to meet men. Coupled with her older age and the challenges of raising a child, she
had no choice but to endure the life of a single mother for several years.
This mundane life continued until Tieguai Li's sudden arrival completely disrupted her life
. As a woman with a good education and a respectable job, she couldn't accept being...
The identity of Tieguai Li's secret lover, even a sex slave, tormented her with the duality of her public and private life, leaving
her torn between desire and dignity, suffering immense pain.
Just then, Guo Qi re-entered her life. This
man, a former friend of her husband and someone she knew relatively well, captivated her with his characteristic cynicism and sweet talk. She was intoxicated
by Guo Qi's artistic, unrestrained charm and saw him as someone she could share her life with. After all, in terms of physique,
appearance, and mannerisms, Tieguai Li and Guo Qi were not on the same level. She wanted a
man she could rely on, a father she could publicly acknowledge for her child—and this man could only be Guo
Qi.
But the first obstacle she had to overcome to be with Guo Qi was Tieguai Li. So when she confided everything
to Guo Qi, hoping he could help her out of this predicament, his reaction disappointed her
. He didn't seem shocked, nor did he ask her to immediately end this abnormal relationship. Instead,
he probed into her sexual relationship with Tieguai Li, as if he
had a peculiar fetish for his woman having affairs with other men. He not only demanded that she continue her physical relationship with Tieguai Li, but
also paid close attention to every action and detail between them.
As time went on, she gradually discovered many problems with Guo Qi, especially in their sex
life. Although Guo Qi was a few years older than her, he was at the peak of his male maturity, yet he
wasn't very long-lasting in bed. He would often give in before she reached orgasm, a stark contrast to Tieguai Li's almost animalistic
sexual performance. At first, she thought it was because she was too conservative and not sexy enough, so she
spent a lot of time and money buying cosmetics and fashionable clothes, dressing according to Guo Qi's preferences, but
all to little avail.
Until one day, Guo Qi suggested a method: he could spy on her and Tieguai Li's sex life.
Reluctantly, she agreed. Unexpectedly, after that, whenever she mentioned Tieguai Li in bed, Guo Qi seemed like
a different person. Not only did he last much longer, but he also passionately tried various verbal and positional techniques, and
the two finally experienced long-lost pleasure together.
From then on, Guo Qi's demands became increasingly uncontrollable, escalating his requests for Zhong Xiaoqing to provide him with these voyeuristic
opportunities. Each time she finished satisfying Tieguai Li's demands, Guo Qi would pounce on her like a wolf, seeking pleasure.
Caught between the two men, she experienced immense physical satisfaction, but her mental state became even more
fragile and insecure. She feared her actions would be discovered by her child, damaging her
image as a mother, and even more so, she feared becoming hopelessly entangled in this perverse relationship.
Zhong Xiaoqing was both heartbroken and confused by Guo Qi's strange fetish. She was heartbroken that her lover
didn't care about her chastity, and confused about Guo Qi's intentions regarding their future together. Although she
had doubts in her heart about whether Guo Qi truly wanted to free her from Tieguai Li, she was blinded by her love
and still naively believed that Guo Qi would save her.
Therefore, she repeatedly demanded that Guo Qi fulfill his promise as soon as possible. To prevent Guo Qi from having any more excuses to delay, she
even resorted to threatening him with her body. Unable to withstand her repeated pressure, Guo Qi finally found
an opportunity to strike. She originally thought that this plan was flawless and would definitely achieve the desired effect. Unexpectedly
, Tieguai Li seemed to have divine assistance and actually escaped.
Ever since receiving Tieguai Li's call, she felt like the sky was about to fall. At this moment, the first
person she thought of was Guo Qi, and naturally she wanted to seek his help. However, she didn't expect that Guo Qi would
disappear at this critical moment. He even turned off his phone and couldn't be contacted at all. The house that Zhong Xiaoqing helped him rent
was empty. What hurt her the most was that Guo Qi also withdrew 400,000 yuan from her bank card. That money was
originally planned by the two of them to help Guo Qi do business after getting rid of Tieguai Li. It was Zhong Xiaoqing's own savings of many years.
She never expected that Guo Qi would be so shameless.
With a heavy heart, Zhong Xiaoqing rushed to the hospital where Tieguai Li was staying. She had expected him
to use the most horrific methods to humiliate her, but to her surprise, he spoke to her calmly
. When Zhong Xiaoqing truthfully explained her relationship with Guo Qi and admitted that Guo Qi's actions were of her own
volition, Tieguai Li did not fly into a rage. He simply told her his story, including why
he had dressed her up as another woman. Finally, he told Zhong Xiaoqing that she could choose her own life
and that no one would bother her anymore.
Zhong Xiaoqing never expected that Tieguai Li would let her go so easily. She left the
hospital with some doubt. In the following days, she worried that Tieguai Li would retaliate against her in other ways, but time
passed and everything returned to normal. She was curious and didn't know
what Tieguai Li was planning. She learned from her colleagues in the community that Tieguai Li was discharged from the hospital soon. Because his injuries had not yet healed,
he was unable to go out to work and could not take care of his daily life. No one was willing to help this evil star, so
he had a hard time during this period.
Half out of curiosity and half out of compassion, Zhong Xiaoqing couldn't resist finding an opportunity
to visit Tieguai Li alone. Just as rumored, Tieguai Li was struggling to get enough to eat, and because he couldn't change his dressings,
the bandages on his body had turned yellow and black, and some wounds were repeatedly infected and oozing pus. Tieguai Li's pitiful state stirred
Zhong Xiaoqing's compassion once again. She couldn't help but help Tieguai Li tidy up his house, clean up the trash and
debris, change his dressings, and even cook him a delicious meal. She couldn't explain why she
did this; she just felt like she owed Tieguai Li something.
In the days that followed, Zhong Xiaoqing would visit Tieguai Li every day after finishing her work to help him with his daily life.
Having survived this ordeal, Tieguai Li was no longer as extreme in his speech and actions as before, and the two interacted
more frequently. Zhong Xiaoqing gradually realized that although Tieguai Li was physically disabled, he was still very strong and hardworking,
especially with his dexterous and capable hands. He could quickly master many handicrafts, a skill far superior to her own.
Of her previous two men, Tieguai Li was a reliable and dependable person. Especially after the betrayal by Guo Qi
, Zhong Xiaoqing increasingly felt that men shouldn't be judged solely on their appearance,
and that men skilled in sweet talk weren't necessarily trustworthy. Tieguai Li's image in her mind grew increasingly admirable.
Finally, after changing Tieguai Li's dressings, while helping the immobile man clean his body,
their long-dormant bodies rekindled their passion. After this familiar sexual encounter, Zhong Xiaoqing
felt incredibly foolish for doing so much for Guo Qi's unreliable penis. Having overcome her
feelings of humiliation, she was able to relax and enjoy Tieguai Li's powerful sexual abilities.
What had she been struggling with? After experiencing two men who couldn't stay with her until the end, was marriage and family really that important
? No matter how old, ugly, or strange Tieguai Li was, he hadn't deceived her feelings. In fact, in other aspects, he
was far superior to those men. Why not put aside these so-called external conditions and fully enjoy sex?
"Xiao Gao, I haven't figured out how to tell Xiao Xu about this yet. I need some time to prepare.
Can you keep this a secret for me? Please." After recounting her experience, Zhong Xiaoqing
pleaded with me in a very humble voice.
"You can tell me your own story. I won't interfere." I nodded. Zhong Xiaoqing
and Tieguai Li were truly a perfect match. Why should I add to their troubles? Besides
, as long as their relationship remained secret, I had an extra card to play. I might need
their help in the future.
Hearing me say this, Zhong Xiaoqing seemed to have a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. She became much more energetic
and kept thanking me profusely.
Throughout her speech, Tieguai Li continued the movement of his hand inside her skirt.
After finishing his bowl of noodles, he used his free hand to lift Zhong Xiaoqing's cardigan, revealing that she
wasn't wearing a bra. Her two plump, white breasts were exposed. Zhong Xiaoqing
tried to resist by using her elbows to block Tieguai Li's attacking hand, but her resistance was futile. Tieguai Li's hands
held her upper body firmly like steel rings. His five dark fingers couldn't grasp Zhong Xiaoqing's breasts at all, only
barely managing to grab the white flesh around the purplish-red areolas. Zhong Xiaoqing's nipples were already erect with excitement, their
purplish-red color indicating that these thumb-sized nipples had been frequently played with.
Tieguai Li didn't seem satisfied. I clearly saw his dark hand land on Zhong Xiaoqing's pert buttocks,
caressing and moving downwards, groping down her full, long thighs. His hand had already lifted
the hem of her short skirt, and his dark hand reached up along the inside of her snow-white thighs. The hand kept reaching up until it reached
between her legs, and the hem of her short skirt was also rolled up,
exposing Zhong Xiaoqing's two smooth, white thighs completely. From my angle, I could clearly see half of her full, round, white buttocks. This woman
wasn't even wearing underwear; how utterly wanton!
Zhong Xiaoqing twisted her waist slightly, as if trying to get rid of Tieguai Li's hand, but the twisting was very small.
The Zhong Xiaoqing in front of me seemed to have no sense of shame at all. Not only was she being played with by Tieguai Li in front of another man
, but she also cooperated with his actions in a coy manner. Her fair body and Tieguai Li's dark and rough skin
formed a stark contrast. Tieguai Li used his fingers to thrust in and out of her lower body while vigorously rubbing her pair of
snow-white breasts, but she showed no displeasure at all. Her fair body was even tinged with pink,
as if she had been aroused by Tieguai Li.
Tieguai Li chuckled lewdly, pulled his hand out of Zhong Xiaoqing's genitals, and then shoved her forward
forcefully. Caught off guard, Zhong Xiaoqing stumbled forward, landing squarely on my knees. Tieguai Li, one hand pressing against her
plump buttocks, stood up from the sofa. With the other hand, he swiftly unzipped his pants, pulling out his
dark, gleaming penis. The torch-shaped shaft was already engorged and swollen, its large glans pressing
against Zhong Xiaoqing's round, white buttocks before suddenly disappearing. As Tieguai Li's deformed penis penetrated to the hilt between her two plump, white labia
, Zhong Xiaoqing seemed to let out a deep "hmm" sound from deep within her throat. The moan seemed to
contain boundless satisfaction. Then, Tieguai Li began to move violently. Although he could only
support his body with one leg, his waist strength was considerable, so the thrusts of his penis were heavy and fast,
producing loud "slap slap" sounds that echoed in the empty living room.
With each thrust from behind, Zhong Xiaoqing's body was forced forward, until finally her entire
face was buried between my legs. Her two plump, white mounds rhythmically slapped against my knees, and I
could feel her breath spraying onto my crotch.
"You slutty wife, you can't let Xiao Gao just stand here watching. Quickly help him cool down." Before I could even
refuse, Zhong Xiaoqing had already reached out and unzipped my pants, pulling
out my already strong and erect penis. She was familiar with that penis; it was engorged and swollen. Her beautiful face
showed a hungry, lustful expression. Her hands weren't exactly smooth, but they were soft and fair. She first brushed aside
my thick pubic hair, then gently pinched the tip of my penis with her fingers and skillfully began to stroke it.
My pent-up desire, accumulated over many days, had already risen high under her teasing.
Seeing that I was fully erect, Zhong Xiaoqing eagerly leaned forward slightly, burying her head deep into
my crotch. She opened her bright red lips and slowly took my large penis into her mouth.
Having experience with the length and diameter of penises, she didn't dare swallow it completely,
stopping only when it reached the back of her throat. Her other hand quickly stroked the remaining half of the shaft
, occasionally spitting it out with her mouth wide open. Then she would glance at it with alluring eyes, let out a soft moan
, and then lower her head to carefully lick the base of my penis, her bright red tongue skillfully tracing the
bulging veins.
"Xiao Gao, you've got quite a lot to offer, no wonder this slut is so eager," Tieguai Li said.
While he was having sex with Zhong Xiaoqing, he said something with a hint of sourness.
I ignored his words. From my angle, Zhong Xiaoqing looked like a female dog, kneeling on the ground
between my legs. Except for the black short skirt that had been pulled up to her waist, her two snow-white, plump bodies were completely exposed
to the air. With each thrust of Tieguai Li, her white flesh trembled violently. She relied entirely on her
hands gripping my thighs to maintain her balance, but she tried to tilt her slender white neck back, her red lips vigorously stroking my penis. Her beautiful
pink face was flushed with lust, her head swaying up and down, her beautiful big eyes
looking at me with watery eyes. From this angle, she still vaguely resembled my mother, but the crow's
feet at the corners of her eyes were already very obvious, and even makeup could not hide her dry skin.
But at this moment, my heart is filled with all sorts of negative emotions. Every time I see that face that looks so much like my mother's,
it reminds me of the various illicit affairs between her and those men, and her biased and protective
attitude towards Lü Jiang. These thoughts are like giant venomous snakes coiled in my heart, devouring my flesh and blood bit by bit,
soaking my blood in black venom. I feel that my innocence has been hurt, and this hurt makes me more
violent and irritable, and I want to take revenge on anyone for the humiliation I have suffered.
Zhong Xiaoqing's subservient behavior only fueled my rage.
I felt no pity for this woman who had betrayed her family; I used her merely as a vessel to vent my anger. My penis had
grown thick and long, filling Zhong Xiaoqing's bright red mouth completely. Yet, she still tried her best to move her tongue,
trying to take it in deeply, sometimes so deep that the glans touched her throat, and sometimes leaving her red lips holding the glans,
all the while emitting seductive moans and groans. The room was filled with the "slap, slap" sounds of Tieguai Li's thrusting and
the "squeak, squeak" sounds of her red lips rubbing against my penis.
"You slutty bitch! I'm going to fuck you, fuck you to death! Tell me, do you enjoy it more, me or Xiao
Gao?" Tieguai Li seemed to be challenging me, increasing the amplitude and speed of his thrusts
, making Zhong Xiaoqing's white flesh tremble wildly. Her body was forced to lean forward even deeper. How could I
show weakness in front of others? I simply cupped Zhong Xiaoqing's face and began thrusting my penis into her mouth like a sex organ
.
Accompanied by obscene insults, the living room was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding violently and
the splashing of vaginal fluids from intense intercourse. Zhong Xiaoqing was sandwiched between two strong men, both her
small mouths penetrated by large penises. Her lower body convulsed and opened under Tieguai Li's relentless thrusting, streams of clear
liquid splashing onto the floor with each sway. The penis in her upper mouth was even more horrifying; her small mouth, already unable
to accommodate the entire shaft, was now twisted and bent under my forceful thrusting. Because
her mouth was constantly stretched open, dribbles of saliva slid down from the corners of her mouth where the penis was inserted, flowing onto her
two plump, white breasts that swayed like pendants.
Tieguai Li became more and more aroused with each thrust, mercilessly ravaging the woman beneath him, becoming increasingly brutal and violent
. Like a maddened male beast, he unleashed a rapid and frenzied thrusting. Zhong Xiaoqing's snow-white body was covered in
beads of sweat the size of soybeans, but she trembled uncontrollably like a female animal in heat. Her plump, high-raised
buttocks seemed to forget the humiliation she was being violated, constantly thrusting and twisting backward to meet the beast's invasion. As the final
thrust approached, Tieguai Li grabbed Zhong Xiaoqing's high-raised buttocks with both hands, his ten fingers cruelly digging deep into the elastic
flesh, and he raised his palms to slap her hard!
"Slap!—Slap!—Slap!" Amidst Tieguai Li's merciless slaps, Zhong Xiaoqing's plump buttocks
swelled up red, but her mouth was stuffed with my penis, preventing her from making a sound or groaning. She could only desperately lick
my penis, her head, still somewhat drowsy, shaking incessantly, as if begging me to help her.
But I remained unmoved, like a cold marble statue, only concerned with thrusting my penis into her small
mouth.
"You slut who needs to be fucked! I'm going to cum, all of it inside your little cunt, to make your belly big!" About
half an hour later, Tieguai Li's face showed an intoxicated expression. He viciously grabbed Zhong Xiaoqing's waist and hips, his
thick, engorged penis thrusting deeply into her lower body. Then, with a series of continuous thrusts, he
ejaculated inside Zhong Xiaoqing.
After venting his lust, Tieguai Li sat back wearily on the sofa. His strangely shaped penis had
slackened, hanging like a small club from his waist. He struggled to pull up his pants, and seeing my still
undiminished virility, he sighed respectfully, "Young people are still the best. Even a cripple like me can't deny getting old.
Back in the day, I wouldn't stop until I'd been with this slut for two hours. Now I'm old, really old." I didn't respond
to his comment, but continued to thrust forcefully into Zhong Xiaoqing's mouth. About ten minutes later, I roared
, grabbed Zhong Xiaoqing's head tightly, and my penis swelled up again. Then, with a "thump, thump, thump"
like a machine gun, I shot the semen I had accumulated over the past few days into her mouth.
My semen was plentiful and thick. Even with her mouth wide open, Zhong Xiaoqing couldn't fully absorb it. About half of it
spilled onto her face and breasts, the white semen sticking all over her face. Her carefully drawn eyebrows
and black eyeshadow were ruined, making her usually dignified face look incredibly lewd. She seemed
to have exhausted all her strength from this threesome. As soon as she was freed from my control, she slumped onto the floor. Her
half-naked, snow-white body still retained the afterglow of her orgasm. Like a frog that had stopped breathing,
her mouth was half-open, and a few strands of yellowish semen slowly flowed from her lower body.
After ejaculating, my previously depressed mood eased slightly. Zhong Xiaoqing caught her breath on the floor for a
moment, then tactfully crawled between my legs, grabbed my still enormous
penis (though limp), and used her lips and tongue to clean the residue. Although she tried her best to please
me with a seductive act, I hadn't forgotten the purpose of my trip. I'd been at Tieguai Li's place for almost half a day, and I still hadn't gotten to
the point.
"Alright, you don't need to do this anymore," I said, waiting for Zhong Xiaoqing to lick my genitals clean before reaching out to...
She pushed my face away from my crotch, forcing her to answer my question: "Tell me quickly, what other tricks has Guo Qi not yet used
, and what does it have to do with my mother?" Although my actions were somewhat rough, Zhong Xiaoqing showed no
displeasure. She obediently stood up from the ground, pulled at her clothes, and used her skirt to cover her still-
fluid lower body. She sat back down on the sofa next to Tieguai Li, and asked for his opinion with a questioning look
. Tieguai Li nodded to her, and casually reached out and pinched her large breasts through her sweater.
Only then did she turn to me and say, "Xiao Gao, it's like this, I helped Guo Qi rent that apartment in Xingfu Community
. Since he moved in, he's been moving a lot of things into the apartment, mostly his painting
materials and tools, as well as some of his past paintings. The apartment has three rooms, and he took the largest
one as his studio, which is filled with all those things."
"Once, I went to his house to help tidy up the room, but he had disappeared.
After I finished cleaning the house, I wanted to help him tidy up his studio. While moving his old paintings
, I saw a very strange painting."
"What was the painting about?" My curiosity was gradually piqued.
"Um... how should I put it?" Zhong Xiaoqing paused, as if searching for words, and slowly
recalled as she spoke, "I don't understand art. Apart from those neatly drawn figures and landscapes, I
couldn't understand what he painted. That painting was also very strange, but I could clearly see a woman
's face in it."
"The face in the painting was quite familiar. At first glance, it looked a bit like me. I thought he had painted it for me, and I was
quite happy. I carefully wiped the dust off the painting and put it on the cabinet in the living room. I didn't
expect Guo Qi to come back and see the painting. He inexplicably started to get angry. He questioned me about why I touched his things without permission
. I told him, somewhat aggrieved, that I just really liked the portrait he painted for me and didn't understand
why he hid it from me."
"Unexpectedly, his reply was that the painting wasn't painted for me at all, and that I shouldn't touch his
things anymore. Then he covered the painting with a white cloth again and put it back. I
felt very wronged and sad because of his rude tone and how he didn't care about my feelings at all.
I didn't go to his place for several weeks until he shamelessly came back to apologize and beg for forgiveness, and we made
up again."
"However, he never mentioned the painting again after that, and I was too lazy to clean his studio.
I just kept wondering who the woman in the painting was, why Guo Qi painted it, and
what his relationship was with the woman in the painting. Later, Guo Qi ran away with my savings, and
he didn't take any of the big things in the house, except for that painting."
"Why does Guo Qi carry that painting with him? Is that painting that important to him? I
can't figure it out no matter how hard I try. Until a few days ago, when I was talking to your brother Li, I casually mentioned this matter, and he immediately
thought of you. He said that the painting must be related to your mother, and then he called you over.
That's how it happened." As Zhong Xiaoqing spoke, she used her hands to tidy up her hair, which she had messed up earlier. Re-tying her hair into
a bun restored some of her usual elegance, but the smudged eyeshadow and the red marks left on her face could not
hide the smell of sex on her body.
Although Zhong Xiaoqing's information wasn't very substantial, it seemed like
some answers could be found with Guo Qi. Clearly, Zhong Xiaoqing didn't know Guo Qi's whereabouts, and I didn't want to waste any more
time here. After quickly putting on my pants, I left the room filled with the smell of sex fluid.
Tieguai Li, being quite tactful, didn't try to stop me, only telling me to come over sometime. Zhong Xiaoqing, however, very attentively saw me
to the door, repeatedly reminding me to keep it a secret from Cheng Xu. Little did I know that Cheng Xu was the first person I wanted to find right now
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