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I pushed open the door, and the scene before me made me both laugh and cry. The faucet on the sink was
gushing water, and Ziyan, soaked to the bone, was standing there with a towel, trying to plug it up, but water kept gushing out.
Seeing me still standing there dumbfounded, Ziyan yelled, "What are you laughing at! Hurry up and plug it up!" I took off my coat,
took the towel from her, and asked, "Where's the valve?" Ziyan thought for a moment before saying, "I think it's downstairs."

　　Shit! I cursed under my breath and immediately ran barefoot downstairs, found the valve, and slammed it shut. When
I ran back to the bathroom, the floor was flooded, and Ziyan, standing in ankle-deep water, pouted
and said, "The drain's clogged too! What are we going to do?"

　　I chuckled and said, "What are we going to do? Unblock it!" I found a stick, opened the drain flap, and
started poking down hard. Unexpectedly, Ziyan's showerhead was broken too, constantly dripping water. Although the flow wasn't strong,
it was still very uncomfortable on me. I asked Ziyan to hold the umbrella for me while I waded through the water
, searching for the drain opening. Suddenly, I slipped and fell flat on my back in the water.

　　Seeing my disheveled state, Ziyan couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. I stood
up embarrassedly, looking at my soaked clothes with annoyance. Suddenly, I froze.

　　How familiar this scene was! I remembered the time I took Ziyan to the exam hall. Ziyan must have remembered
that ; she stopped laughing at me and looked at me with boundless tenderness. I slowly approached Ziyan. With each
step, her high, firm chest heaved, but she didn't stop me. Her eyes were filled with endless love.

　　When my hands touched Ziyan's soft waist, she trembled noticeably and slowly closed
her eyes. The umbrella slipped from her hand and fell to the side.

　　Ten years later, I kissed Ziyan's red lips once more. This kiss, I had waited a full ten years for!

　　Ziyan let out a soft moan and collapsed into my arms. I lovingly stroked her face and uttered the
vow I had buried in my heart for ten years: Ziyan, I love you!

　　Ziyan reached out and covered my mouth, gently stroking the scar on my forehead from years ago
, and said softly, "Gangzi, carry me back to my room!"

　　Ziyan didn't want to go back to her own bedroom; there were her wedding photos with her husband there, and she didn't want him to see her like
this . So, I carried her to the guest room next door.

　　I kissed Ziyan's slightly swollen lips tirelessly, and in her moment of passion, I quietly
removed all her clothes. This woman who had haunted my dreams for thousands of days and nights was finally naked before me.

　　What a perfect body! I remembered the scene of secretly watching Aunt Meng bathe, and Ziyan at this moment
was even more captivating than Aunt Meng. For ten years, I had seen countless naked girls, but none had ever
stirred my heart and filled me with such longing.

　　I greedily kissed every inch of Ziyan's skin, my tongue roaming freely over her smooth body. Ziyan
gasped softly from my kisses, her hands stroking my back incessantly. I kissed my way
down her slender neck, finally stopping before her towering breasts. Ziyan had never breastfed; her breasts were still firm,
her nipples pink, lying on the bed without showing any sign of tilting to one side, still proudly erect and firm.

　　I panted heavily, sucking hard on Ziyan's breasts, enveloping those firm, tender flesh in my mouth,
leaving red marks on her body. Ziyan moaned, forcefully pulling my shoulders with her hands, saying, "Gangzi
, be gentle, he'll find out!" Hearing this, I became even more aggressive, taking those two swollen
nipples into my teeth and biting them gently. I'm going to make your husband find out, because
it was him who stole my lover!

　　I could feel a little dampness in my lower abdomen. I quickly lay down and forcefully spread Ziyan's legs apart. The mysterious
garden was revealed before me, with a trickle of clear water flowing from the flower path. The familiar fragrance of orchids wafted over me, and I
took a deep breath, as if I were back ten years ago when I first met Ziyan. Could it be that
the girl with the two little braids in her hair had already exuded this alluring fragrance from her tender body?

　　My tongue gently touched Ziyan's most mysterious and sensitive spot, and Ziyan trembled all over, exclaiming in surprise:
"Gangzi, why are you kissing there! It's so dirty!" It seemed that her husband had never kissed this place with his mouth.
I felt a surge of secret joy and explored this sacred place even more forcefully with my tongue. Ziyan tried to dodge my attack,
but was instantly overwhelmed by the immense pleasure and could only helplessly spread her legs, letting me do as I pleased.

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