I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 323

After taking a deep breath, the father glanced longingly at the bathroom door a few times before letting out a dejected sigh.
He slowly walked to our bedroom. The door was ajar. My father peeked through the crack and saw that I was still fast asleep. He mustered his courage, opened the door, and slowly walked in.
He saw that I was still fast asleep and breathed a sigh of relief. Then his gaze fell on my flushed face and the strong smell of alcohol on me.
Looking at my own quiet self on the monitor, a serene harmony shone on my face. I don't know how long it's been since I felt this peaceful.
As my father looked at me sleeping, he seemed to recall my childhood. He stared at me blankly, his eyes revealing a tenderness he hadn't shown in a long time. Only then did I see a trace of what a father should be like in him.
My father looked at me for a long time, and finally lowered his head to ask me a few questions: "Jincheng... Jincheng... are you asleep?"
"Jincheng, do you feel like throwing up? Are you asleep?"
When I heard these words, I thought my father was testing me, but seeing only worry on his face, it seemed that he really cared about me. If it wasn't for this reason, then my father's acting skills were too good.
Seeing that I didn't react, my father finally sighed. At that time, he didn't know that I wasn't asleep at all. My mind was still clear, and I could feel all the reactions and stimuli from the outside world.
But let alone my father and Xiaoying, even now when I see myself in the surveillance footage, I would think I was asleep back then.
After sighing, the father slowly walked out of the room. When he passed the bathroom where Xiaoying was, he turned his head and glanced at it, but did not stop and walked towards his bedroom, his expression full of helplessness.
Seeing his father like this, he must be torn and struggling. On one hand, he is obsessed with Xiaoying's body, and on the other hand, the fatherly love he just showed fills him with guilt. That's why his expression is so complicated.
Seeing his father like this now, it was clear it wasn't an act. After all, there was no one else around, and his father didn't know about the surveillance cameras. Who was he showing all this to? But if his father's current emotions were genuine, then what happened last night? After returning to his bedroom, his father leaned against the door, a hint of resentment on his face. But after a dozen seconds, he could only quietly lie back on the bed, lying on his side with his back to the outside, his back showing a touch of loneliness.
Meanwhile, in the surveillance video on the other side, Xiaoying was quietly washing her body, leaving no part of her body untouched, especially her most sensual parts.
Looking at Xiaoying's body on the monitor, even though he had seen it countless times, he never tired of looking at her sexy figure.
Especially Xiaoying's full, firm breasts and pert buttocks—I wonder if it's just my imagination, but these two parts seem even fuller than before. Is it just my imagination? Or is it thanks to her father's long-term, diligent "development"? Because of the water flow and mist, I couldn't see Xiaoying's eyes at all. Xiaoying kept her eyes closed for most of the time, but many times, her face would turn towards the door. Although I couldn't see clearly, I knew Xiaoying was looking at the door. Perhaps she was waiting for something, or hoping for something. But in the end, she was disappointed; the door was not opened.
After taking a shower, Xiaoying dried herself off and stood in front of the mirror, admiring her body like a narcissist. She seemed quite satisfied with her body from head to toe. Then she looked into her own eyes in the mirror and stared back at them, as if trying to decipher what was contained in her own gaze.
When Xiaoying opened the door and came out of the bathroom, she found that the living room light was off, and the lights in our two bedrooms were also off, making the whole house so dark.
Xiaoying stood at the bathroom door, glanced at our bedroom, then at her father's bedroom, and finally walked towards our bedroom.
Xiaoying turned on the room light and stared at me on the bed. I lay there like a lifeless corpse, reeking of alcohol and flushed. Her gaze was complex, a mix of emotions flashing across her face. Finally, she slowly walked to the window, bent down, and brought her lips close to my cheek, as if to kiss me.
But then she immediately stood up, slowly climbed onto the bed, and leaned against me, as if she were going to sleep with me as usual.
"Honey, I don't know if you're asleep or not, but looking at you now, you're really drunk. I can probably guess why you've been drinking for so long tonight."
Xiaoying whispered something in my ear. After she finished speaking, her expression was complicated, but I saw a special emotion in her for the first time: "disappointment that she is not living up to her potential." What was the reason for this emotion? I had no idea.
"I'll just pretend you weren't asleep..."
After pausing for several seconds, Xiaoying said something again, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she got up from the bed and slowly got out of bed.
When Xiaoying reached the door, she stopped. A struggle flashed across her face, which was turned away from me. She turned back to look at me one last time, her eyes filled with love, but even more so with sadness. Finally, she turned her head back. That last look at me before turning back seemed like a farewell, a wife saying goodbye to her husband—no, like a final farewell… Xiaoying opened the door and went out, but as she was about to close it, her hand stopped. After thinking for a moment, she reopened the door, stood in the doorway and looked at me one last time before walking towards the next room without looking back.
After passing the bathroom, Xiaoying stopped at the door of her father's bedroom.
In the past, when Xiaoying came to her father's door, she would hesitate for a while, or even struggle with the decision. But this time, Xiaoying did not hesitate or pause at all. She pushed open her father's door, went into his room, and closed the door behind her.
After Xiaoying entered the room, she leaned against the door, just like her father had when he first entered.
At that moment, when the father heard the sound of the door opening behind him, his whole body suddenly tensed up. He remained motionless, still in the position where he had been facing away from the bed.
Before Xiaoying entered the room, her father, though his eyes were closed, looked troubled, his brows furrowing countless times.
He didn't even notice when Xiaoying walked to the door. It wasn't until the door was opened and closed that he realized what was happening. His eyes, which he hadn't known for a long time, suddenly opened and shone brightly in the darkness.
His open eyes held surprise, delight, and a hint of confusion.
Whether from nervousness or excitement, the father's body was trembling slightly.
As Xiaoying entered the room, she suddenly fell silent. She couldn't see behind her at all, and her body trembled even more violently. At this moment, she was like a hidden soldier, motionless, as if any movement would expose her.
After waiting by the door for a while, Xiaoying slowly walked to the bedside. Although the room was dark, her father was trembling so violently that Xiaoying couldn't see him, but she could still hear the soft trembling of the mattress.
Xiaoying smiled slightly, even a hint of excitement, as she looked at her father. However, the room was too dark, and the night-vision camera didn't capture the images clearly.
When Xiaoying walked to her father's bedside, she touched her lips with her finger, deep in thought, like a wolf eyeing its prey, unsure where to begin.
After thinking for a while, Xiaoying lifted both feet off the ground, kicked off her slippers, and slowly climbed into bed. She gently lay down on her side next to her father, just like the couple sleeping in the same position.
Although Xiaoying and her father were lying in the same position, there was still a two-fist distance between their bodies.
After a moment of silence, Xiaoying slowly moved forward, like a worm wriggling and shifting. Finally, her body touched her father's, her two full breasts pressed against his back. Feeling the two hot mounds of flesh against his back, her father's trembling body suddenly stiffened, ceasing its trembling and remaining motionless…

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