He gave his wife to Old Wang next door.

That Sunday, I stole a half-day of leisure and had a rare chance to rest. I slept until ten o'clock when Fangfang said to me, "

Honey, you're off today, let's go to the supermarket. We don't have much stuff left at home."

"Okay, let's go!"

Just as we stepped out the door, Old Wang from upstairs came down.

"Hey, you two are going out!" Uncle Wang laughed heartily. To be honest, even I don't think Uncle Wang and Fangfang could have anything going on. He's healthy, generous, helpful, and very knowledgeable. "

Let's go to the supermarket, Uncle Wang," Fangfang said with a smile.

"Oh, what a coincidence! I'm going to the supermarket too. Let

's go together," Old Wang continued. "Okay, let's go together!" Fangfang said happily.

"Take my car," I chimed in. "

It's alright, it's just a short walk. We can chat on the way. You young people should exercise more, don't always drive. Come on, let's walk with Uncle Wang."

Just outside the residential area, as we were about to cross the traffic light, Fangfang and Uncle Wang walked ahead, chatting and laughing. I followed closely behind them. "

Watch out!" Suddenly, Uncle Wang yelled. He shoved Fangfang aside, and bang…

a car hit Uncle Wang. He was thrown several meters, lying on the ground, his feet covered in bright red blood, motionless.

"Ah… Uncle Wang!" Fangfang and I cried out simultaneously, running to Uncle Wang's side to check on him. Thankfully, Uncle Wang was still conscious.

"Ouch…ouch…ouch, it hurts so much! Who was driving like that? Ouch…" Uncle Wang groaned repeatedly.

Passersby on the roadside reminded us to get him to the hospital.

At the hospital, the doctors performed emergency surgery and gave Uncle Wang a blood transfusion.

Several hours later, watching Uncle Wang slowly regain consciousness from the anesthesia, Fangfang and I relaxed our tense nerves. Thank goodness, thank goodness!

The surgeon approached Uncle Wang and asked, "Are they your family members?" "

Neighbors, good neighbors! A close neighbor is better than a distant relative," Uncle Wang replied, still as cheerful as ever, even in this situation

, he couldn't resist joking. "Oh, just one centimeter off! What a relief!" the doctor continued. "

One centimeter off would have compressed the spinal nerve, which would have been dangerous, possibly causing paralysis of the lower body."

"Paralysis?" I asked anxiously. "

It's alright now, it's alright, it's not compressed, it's just a fracture. You'll have to rest in bed for a month, and you'll recover completely in three months."

"Oh, that's good," I said.

However, the doctor's tone shifted. "

However, what?" Fangfang interjected. "However,

it's still a blood clot that's compressing and blocking a nerve, called the somatic nervous system."

"What system?" Uncle Wang inquired. "

The somatic nervous system," the doctor repeated.

"What's the use of that thing?" Uncle Wang continued to ask.

The somatic nervous system is a collateral branch of the central nervous system. It's not used normally, only during sexual intercourse. Simply put, the somatic nervous system is not controlled by the brain, just like the male reproductive organs are not controlled by the brain; the brain cannot make the penis erect.

The somatic nervous system is a lower-level nervous system; it's only controlled by vision, taste, hearing, and sensation. However, I see the old gentleman is quite old, so I said the nerve compression is nothing to worry about.

Hearing this, Uncle Wang showed a disappointed expression, then laughed, a forced laugh. "

So you're saying you're impotent, huh? Well, at least my wife passed away early. That thing is only good for urinating anyway, better not to use it, hahaha," Uncle Wang continued self-deprecatingly, a hint of bitterness in his voice.

"Hahaha, you old man, now even if you and Fangfang really cheat on me, I don't have to worry," I thought wickedly, a smile appearing on my face. "

Can it be cured, doctor?" Fangfang asked.

"That's hard to say. Actually, the treatment for this disease is to constantly stimulate him to restore vascular tension, so as to clear the blood stasis. However, the old man's wife has passed away, so there's no one to stimulate him anymore," the doctor shook his head. "

It's alright, it's alright. It's fortunate that he's still alive. You two should go back. Don't stay any longer; it wouldn't be good to disturb the patients next door. Go back, go back," Uncle Wang said optimistically. "

Doctor, please transfer Uncle Wang to a private ward. I'll pay for it," I said immediately.

"No need, really, Xiaolan, it's alright."

"Uncle Wang, please don't refuse. You saved Fangfang; this is nothing," I continued.

That night, Fangfang and I stayed with Uncle Wang at the hospital.

Under our shifts of care, a month passed quickly, and Uncle Wang was discharged. The doctor instructed that he must stay in bed for two months after returning home before he could get out of bed and walk.

I immediately decided to arrange a live-in caregiver for Uncle Wang for another two months, so that my wife and I could help take care of him. However, the stubborn old man insisted on not accepting.

Fangfang, thinking that we could help him immediately if anything happened since we lived upstairs and downstairs, agreed.

That night, we were sound asleep when Fangfang's phone rang. In my groggy state, I heard her say, "
Uncle Wang, what? He fell? Okay, okay, I'm coming right away."

Then I heard someone get up and open the door.

Uncle Wang had fallen. I woke up from my sleep and decided to go upstairs to check on him. I got dressed and arrived a few minutes later than Fangfang.

The door was open, and no one was on the first floor. As I started climbing the stairs, I heard voices upstairs:

"Uncle Wang, we told you to call a caregiver, why didn't you listen? Look, now you've fallen!" Fangfang said anxiously.
I looked up and was stunned.

Uncle Wang fell to the ground, supporting himself with one hand as he struggled to his feet. Fangfang, standing beside him, helped him up. However, Fangfang's attire was... well, Fangfang's usual habit was to take off her underwear after showering and sleep in a onesie. Unfortunately, today she was wearing a spaghetti-strap onesie, and in her haste, she forgot to put her underwear back on before going upstairs.

Now, Fangfang was squatting on the ground, and from my position on the stairs, I could clearly see her vulva and pubic hair peeking out from under her skirt. Uncle Wang, having fallen, had his head directly in front of Fangfang's crotch, giving him an even clearer view of her vulva than I could. As for her upper body, the upward force from Fangfang's effort to pull Uncle Wang up caused the spaghetti strap, already at the shoulder edge, to slip down, revealing half of her breast, which bounced up and down as if nodding in greeting.

Uncle Wang must have seen what happened. He was stunned, his face flushing red instantly. A few seconds later, Fangfang also noticed what was happening. "Ah..." Fangfang cried out, immediately letting go of Uncle Wang's hand, getting up and adjusting her pajamas by pulling up her shoulder strap. Uncle Wang, having lost Fangfang's support, also fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, Fangfang immediately helped Uncle Wang up, saying repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, Uncle Wang." "

It's alright, it's alright, old man, I'm just not feeling well."

Fangfang helped Uncle Wang sit down in a chair, then remembered the accidental exposure. Fangfang's face turned bright red, and she remained silent for a long time.

Uncle Wang, too, was blushing from the visual feast he had just witnessed.

After a while, Uncle Wang probably realized something, looked at his crotch, and sighed heavily.

Fangfang noticed the sigh. The clever Fangfang already understood its meaning: Uncle Wang meant he had seen her breasts and vagina, but his penis still wasn't responding.

Fangfang felt guilty. "Uncle Wang, it's my fault," she said. "

Hai...you little brat, what does this have to do with you? The car was going to hit us both, but only I was hit. We both got lucky, right, daughter?" Uncle Wang said, regaining his cheerful demeanor. "

Uncle Wang, what happened?" I asked, slowly walking upstairs. "

Uncle Wang fell, honey," Fangfang said. "Are you

alright? Let me see," I said, picking up Uncle Wang's leg and examining it. "

It's nothing, it's nothing. You two go back to sleep. I can manage on my own, it's fine."

"How about we hire a caregiver?" I suggested again.

"No!" Before Uncle Wang could speak, Fangfang said, "Uncle Wang was hit because he was saving me. I feel bad. A caregiver wouldn't be able to take good care of you. I'll take care of Uncle Wang," Fangfang said firmly.

"Uncle Wang, Xiaolan, please stop talking. I've made up my mind," Fangfang interrupted us. "

What will happen to Uncle Wang tonight? There's no caregiver. How will you take care of him?" I continued. "

I'll sleep here," Fangfang said firmly. "

Uncle Wang will sleep in the big bed, and I'll just make a makeshift bed on the floor next to him.

" What the hell is this? I thought to myself. "

I'll sleep here for the next two months. Xiaolan, you can sleep at home by yourself. I'll come back when Uncle Wang gets better," Fangfang said. "

How can that be? My beautiful wife is sleeping in the same room with an old man every night, and I can't see anything. Even though the old man is impotent, but... no, I have to think of something."

The next night, after finishing dinner early, Fangfang went upstairs to be with Uncle Wang. My anxious heart was like an ant on a hot pan. As soon as Fangfang left, I turned on the phone's eavesdropping program and unconsciously went to the building across the street, turned on the high-powered binoculars, and closely watched every move in the room.

Meticulous care. Just like a daughter devotedly caring for her elderly father, or a wife looking after her bedridden husband,

I lay idly in bed, passing the time, waiting for sleep to come.

Then, Old Wang's voice came through the phone.

"Fangfang, Fangfang…

The light across the street came on, what's wrong, Uncle Wang? "

The high-powered binoculars could clearly see everything happening in the room.

"Um… um…" Uncle Wang stammered. "

I need to pee," he said, his face flushed.

"Hai… You're older than my dad, and you're still shy," Fangfang said, getting up and pulling Uncle Wang towards the bathroom.

The bathroom wasn't within the binoculars' range, so I could only analyze their movements through the phone's eavesdropping program.
"Fangfang, put my hand down, you go out, I need to pee," Old Wang said.

"Oh.

" "Ah…" A wave of confusion washed over me. "

Oh dear, Uncle Wang, you can't move your leg right now, you'll fall if I let go, don't try to be strong," Fangfang's voice came again.

"How am I supposed to pee if you're holding my hand like that? Honestly, Old Wang must be a bit annoyed too." "

I'll help you," Fangfang said.

"Oh dear, Fangfang, what are you doing?" "Oh dear... really... shh... shh... shh..."

After a long while, Old Wang and Fangfang appeared in the frame, their faces still flushed, while Fangfang acted as if nothing had happened. "

Go wash your hands, it's dirty there," Old Wang said.

"What? Did Fangfang hold Old Wang's penis and pee?" I thought.

"Useless, useless, I'm so useless," Old Wang kept pounding his thighs. "

It's alright, Uncle Wang, it'll be fine in two months," Fangfang leaned over Old Wang's lap, looking gently into his eyes, and said, "You'll be able to walk in two months."

Old Wang's eyes then fell on the cleavage in Fangfang's pajamas. "Will it really be alright?" Old Wang sighed.

Fangfang noticed Old Wang's gaze, then looked at her chest, her face flushing red again.

After a long silence, Fangfang's firm voice came from the phone: "I'll help you."

Chapter Seven: The Angel Who Cures Impotence

. Over the next few days, the phone's location tracking showed that Fangfang still went to work every morning, checked in, and then went back to Lao Wang's place to take care of him. In the afternoon, she would go to the company briefly before returning home, meticulously caring for the old man. Our opportunities to meet gradually decreased, and from the few times we did meet, I could see Fangfang constantly looking at the computer, downloading something, and researching information. The

Lunar New Year was approaching. Chinese people value family reunion during the New Year; those busy working away from home all return to their hometowns. Whether rich or poor, everyone celebrates the New Year. For me, the Lunar New Year is my busiest time, busy collecting payments so that my subordinates can have a peaceful New Year.

That day, after successfully completing my work, I checked my phone. It was only ten o'clock, and Fangfang had already left Sister Wang's place and taken the subway. She must have gone home to take care of Lao Wang again.

Thinking that I had nothing else to do that day, I drove home and waited early in front of the binoculars to watch the movements across the street.

In the living room, Old Wang sat motionless on the sofa, lost in thought.

The door opened, and Fangfang, who had made a copy of Old Wang's key, returned.

The moment Fangfang returned, Old Wang's mood brightened. He said happily, "You're back, my daughter."
"Yes, Uncle Wang, I came back early to keep you company." "

What are we having for lunch?" Old Wang continued. "

We're having takeout today. I'll order takeout at noon," Fangfang replied. "

Oh, why did you come back so early? Work is important. You don't need to keep an old man like me company all the time," Old Wang continued.

Fangfang hesitated for a moment, then said, "

Starting today, I'm going to help you recover." "

Isn't my recovery going very well?" Old Wang asked, puzzled.

Fangfang didn't answer, but lowered her head, picked up her laptop, connected it to the TV, and sat down on the sofa next to Old Wang. "Let's watch some TV, Uncle Wang," Fangfang whispered.

"Oh...oh...what are you up to now, you little rascal?"

The TV was turned on, and the sound was loud enough for me to hear clearly.

"Um, Yamete... Yamete...

Holy crap, porn..."

I almost dropped my jaw in shock.

"Turn it off, turn it off, girl, turn it off quickly! How am I supposed to put my face here?" Old Wang said angrily, his face red. "

Uncle Wang, it's my fault for making you like this, it's us who made you like this," Fangfang cried, sobbing, "Let me help you, let me help you recover." "

What? Wife, you're making a mountain out of a molehill. It's just being hit by a car, it's not like I was the one who got hit. He saved you, that's right, but there's no need to say we harmed him," I thought to myself. "

Oh dear, I told you it has nothing to do with you, girl, you're a good person, I know that. It's alright, my wife is dead, turn it off, turn it off," Old Wang continued. "

Uncle Wang, just listen to me, I'll help you, don't move," Fangfang said, slowly getting up and taking off Uncle Wang's pants. "

What are you doing, girl, what are you doing..." Uncle Wang asked anxiously.

"Uncle Wang, I've been reading a lot of information about this lately. Your erectile dysfunction is caused by blood vessel compression due to the car accident. There are precedents for recovery if you keep stimulating it," Fangfang said. "

Really? Can it be recovered?" Old Wang, hearing there was a chance to regain his virility, stopped trying to stop Fangfang. "

Yes, definitely! I read that as long as you stimulate the genitals from all angles," Fangfang continued shyly, "visual, tactile, sensory—all-around stimulation—there's a chance."

A long silence followed. Only a man and a woman, an old man and a young woman, remained in the binoculars, watching porn on TV. Old Wang stared intently at the screen, while Fangfang stared intently at his penis.

Japanese, European, married women, humiliation, group sex, BDSM—Fangfang downloaded everything imaginable. "Fangfang, you're amazing! What the hell is going on?" I thought to myself.
Old Wang's eyes were glued to the pornographic film, his breathing already rapid. Fangfang's gaze was fixed on Old Wang's penis, like the purest angel, an angel curing impotence. After

more than two hours, the film ended. Old Wang said disappointedly, "See? It's useless. Don't watch it anymore."
"Who says it's useless?" Fangfang retorted. "

While you were watching, I was staring at your...that place." Fangfang pointed to Old Wang's penis. "Uncle Wang, when you saw the scenes of discipline, humiliation, and group sex, your...that place clearly twitched a few times. I saw it," Fangfang said firmly. "

As long as we persevere, as long as we persevere, it will definitely work," Fangfang continued, nodding heavily, looking at Old Wang with encouraging eyes. "

Sigh, you girl, you've sacrificed so much for an old man like me, it's not worth it," Old Wang sighed.

"We owe you," Fangfang insisted. "I'm doing this today to help you get tested, to see what type of injury would be most helpful. I'll start helping you recover slowly over the next few days. Believe me, as long as you persevere, you'll definitely succeed."

"Sigh...you silly girl," the old man murmured, tears streaming down his aged face. "

I need to have a serious talk with Fangfang. Things are getting out of control." I thought.
That evening, I found an opportunity to pull Fangfang downstairs. I wanted to have a proper talk with her. "

Fangfang, look, Uncle Wang is recovering quite well. Why don't we hire a caregiver for him? That would make things much easier for both of us," I said. "

No, I want to take care of Uncle Wang myself," Fangfang insisted. "

Isn't that necessary? Uncle Wang was injured for you, but he was walking with you. He would have been hit too if you weren't there. Don't make such a big deal out of it," I said impatiently. "

You don't know anything! You're so heartless!" Fangfang suddenly burst out, yelling at me.
"Go away, go away, I don't want to see you!" Fangfang continued to yell. "

What's wrong, Fangfang?" I asked, stepping forward and hugging her.

Perhaps realizing her loss of composure, Fangfang calmed down a bit.

"Don't say anything more. I've decided. I'll take care of Uncle Wang. If you don't want to, you can take care of yourself. I'm going upstairs now," she said, leaving me alone in the air, silently grieving.
Fangfang and Old Wang spent several days watching porn.

That day, I went on a business trip to Qingdao. On the high-speed train back, I saw that Fangfang had been tracked down and was already at Old Wang's house. I quickly activated the listening program. "

Daughter, don't keep watching. You've been watching for days, but it's no use. Forget it. What's the use if you recover? My husband is gone. Don't bother. Cook and eat. We've been eating takeout for days," Old Wang's voice came through the phone.

"Uncle Wang, it'll work. I was watching you while you were watching the video, and you were shaking. Just keep trying, it'll definitely work. If not, increase the stimulation," Fangfang said.

The 4G signal on the high-speed train was unstable, intermittent. I vaguely heard this conversation.

"What are you doing, daughter? What are you doing? Oh, what are you doing, daughter? Don't...

What happened?"

"Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, Xiaolan and I are sorry, this is my atonement," Fangfang's voice came through. "

What are you doing? You didn't do anything wrong to me," Old Wang said. "Don't be like this, daughter, what are you doing?" Old Wang said excitedly.

The voice stopped, the signal disappeared. I kept refreshing the app. No, what happened? I was frantic.

It was an hour later when I got home. I picked up my binoculars and used the listening device. The scene before me shocked me.

Old Wang was still sitting on the sofa, shouting excitedly. Fangfang was naked, completely naked, crying her eyes out in front of Old Wang. What had happened?

"Get out! Get out! Don't ever come back to my house! Get out!" Old Wang roared excitedly. "

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Uncle Wang! I'm sorry! Please let me atone for my sins! Give me a chance!" Fangfang cried, throwing herself onto Old Wang's lap. From the distance, through the binoculars, it looked as if Fangfang was performing oral sex on Old Wang. "

Go," Old Wang said, calming down a little. "I don't want to see any of you.

" Fangfang mechanically dressed and went home, sobbing uncontrollably at the dining table.

What happened? Fangfang insisted on getting Old Wang medical treatment, even going so far as to strip naked and seduce him, but Old Wang, bursting with a sense of justice, sternly rejected her advances. I thought to myself, "That's ridiculous! Hahaha, that's fine too. At least you old man can stay away from my wife from now on."

That evening, I unusually happily cooked a good meal for Fangfang, telling jokes to cheer her up.
She remained silent.

Fangfang silently packed up Old Wang's food, went upstairs, knocked on the door, but no one answered. She left it outside, went downstairs, went to bed, and slept.

The same thing happened the next day, and the third day as well.

Fangfang silently delivered meals every day, watching the pile of food at Old Wang's door grow higher and higher.

Finally, after half a month, the food disappeared. Old Wang had taken Fangfang's food. Fangfang happily knocked on Old Wang's door, but he still wouldn't open it.

Fangfang returned, not disappointed, but with a hint of joy in her eyes that seemed to be almost moving Old Wang. What was this?

She continued delivering meals, the same thing the first day, the same thing the second.

Every day, the food at Old Wang's door would disappear, leaving only an empty lunchbox.

Finally, another half month passed. When Fangfang knocked on the door again after delivering the food, the door opened, and Old Wang's dejected expression appeared before her.

"Uncle Wang," Fangfang said.

"Come in, daughter," Old Wang said weakly.

The two sat on the sofa in silence.

"Uncle Wang, I'm sorry," Fangfang said silently.

"Ah..." A long sigh came over me. "It's all a tragedy," Old Wang continued.

That night, Fangfang moved into Old Wang's house again, slowly pushing me towards my doom.

Chapter Eight: Treatment (Part One)

It was New Year's Eve, and every household was brightly lit.

I ate my New Year's Eve dinner alone. My situation had changed. Fangfang no longer packed lunches for Old Wang, but for me, her real husband. Everyone was on holiday for the New Year, and Fangfang was now taking care of Old Wang 24 hours a day, calling it a final sprint of care. In a month, Old Wang would be able to get out of bed, and Fangfang said she had to take good care of him and there couldn't be any mistakes.

As for me, I ate a packed New Year's Eve dinner, the last one Fangfang cooked for me. "
Dear viewers, I've missed you all so much," came the same boring, repetitive monologue from the television.

I, too, was slowly becoming numb. Since Fangfang took off her clothes last time, she hadn't mentioned treating Lao Wang again. I could see a thorn in their hearts, a thorn whose cause I didn't know. I

hadn't observed Fangfang and the others for several days, and I thought to myself, the boring Spring Festival Gala continued to irritate my nerves. "
Let's go for a walk," I thought. "The streets are deserted; even the ants have returned to their hometowns." Aimlessly, I walked to the building across the street. Why did I come here? Was something destined to happen tonight?

Through the binoculars, it was pitch black across the street. It seemed Uncle Wang and Fangfang couldn't stand the boredom of the Spring Festival Gala and had gone to bed early.

"What are you doing? What are you doing, daughter? What are you doing again?" Uncle Wang's terrified shout came through the phone. "What's wrong?"

The light came on; Old Wang turned it on. He froze afterward, and I, too, stood frozen in front of the binoculars.

Fangfang, my beautiful wife, was now kneeling before Old Wang like a female dog. His pants were pulled down to his knees, and Fangfang was sucking on his limp penis like a prostitute. "

What are you doing, girl? Get away! This isn't right, it's too embarrassing! Get off!" Old Wang said urgently.
Fangfang got up. She was wearing a set of sexy lingerie, a tight-fitting one-piece design that accentuated her curves. However, there were no underwear underneath; her large breasts were tightly bound to her chest, and a hole had been deliberately cut into her vulva. "

Uncle Wang, last time I watched porn, I noticed that when you watch BDSM films, your penis moves quite noticeably. Today, let's increase the stimulation," Fangfang said with a seductive smile.

Her fingers began to slowly caress her vulva, not emitting lewd moans, but stimulating Uncle Wang's nerves.
"Daughter, no," Uncle Wang said, but his eyes were already deeply attracted to Fangfang. "

Uncle Wang, oh no, Master, I was wrong. I missed my husband while I was sleeping. My cunt belongs to Master alone, I can't let my husband play with it. Please punish me, Master," Fangfang continued to pant.
As she spoke, Fangfang would occasionally tease Uncle Wang's glans with her tongue, checking for any reaction. No, absolutely nothing.

Uncle Wang, although unable to get an erection, still felt something. His expression was very complicated. One moment, his inner sense of morality made him want to end this game, and the next moment, the pleasure from oral sex made him look forward to continuing, to continuing, hoping to revive his old penis.

Fangfang performed oral sex for a while, but seeing that Old Wang didn't react, she wasn't discouraged at all. She only had one thought in her mind: stimulation, stimulation, to give Old Wang the most pleasurable stimulation, to help him regain his virility. She guided Old Wang, changing positions and postures from time to time.

She gracefully stood up and helped Old Wang to the rocking chair. At this moment, I was stunned. Why, why, Fangfang, are you doing this?

Old Wang was both shy and eagerly anticipating Fangfang's next move.

Fangfang helped Old Wang sit down, slowly helping him undress and turning on pornography. Old Wang's expression had lost all sense of moral shame, only anticipation and excitement. "

Uncle Wang, you're so amazing," Fangfang said, stimulating Old Wang with her voice.

Two naked bodies.

Fangfang knelt on the ground, taking Old Wang's penis into her mouth, blowing, sucking, and drawing it in from every direction and angle, while her hands rose, constantly teasing Old Wang's nipples.

Since we got married, my wife, Fangfang, has had her cherry-like lips enjoyed by every man except me, except for this cuckold. Why? Fangfang, why is this happening? I pounded my hand on the wall.
Fangfang didn't stop. Seeing that oral sex wasn't working, she slowly turned around, facing Wang Bo with her buttocks, and began to sway gently, like a bitch begging for pleasure. She placed Wang Bo's hands on her breasts, caressing and kneading them.

"Ah, so good, so big, girl, your breasts are so big," Wang Bo began to interact with Fangfang.

Seeing this, Fangfang seemed to receive praise, her eyes glazed over. She slowly squatted down, rubbing her buttocks against Wang Bo's penis with her vaginal opening. "Uncle Wang, so good, give it to me, Uncle Wang," Fangfang responded to Wang Bo's interaction. Her

juices came out, dripping slowly down Wang Bo's legs, crystal clear. Whether it was Fangfang's or Wang Bo's, it was hard to tell. "

Slow down, girl, slow down, Wang Bo's penis is so hard, so good," Wang Bo began to shout.
"It worked?"

Fangfang turned around immediately upon hearing this, looking expectantly at Uncle Wang's penis, but it wasn't erect. "
It's so swollen, so swollen, something's coming out!" Uncle Wang continued to shout.

Seeing this, Fangfang knelt down and took Uncle Wang's old penis into her mouth again, moving it up and down. "

Daughter, no, no, daughter, it's pee!" Uncle Wang continued to shout.

Hearing Uncle Wang's voice, Fangfang hesitated visibly, and just as she was about to get up, it was too late.

Uncle Wang roared, "Hush...hush...hush...it's peeing!"

Uncle Wang hurriedly shook his body to avoid it, but most of the urine shot onto Fangfang's face, chest, and body. "

It's finished peeing, there's no semen."

"Daughter, go take a shower, it's dirty, too dirty."

Fangfang didn't get up immediately upon seeing this, but instead looked at Uncle Wang affectionately and said.
"Uncle Wang, it's alright. The fact that something came out means the blood vessel blockage isn't serious. If it doesn't work today, try tomorrow. If it doesn't work tomorrow, try the day after. I'll definitely help you recover, don't worry."

Uncle Wang was in tears. "What a tragedy, my daughter, what a tragedy! What terrible things have I done?"

Fangfang gently wiped away Uncle Wang's tears. "Uncle Wang, this is what I owe you, and I'm repaying it." Saying this, she helped Uncle Wang into the bathroom.

The two naked bodies in the binoculars disappeared.

Only the sound of Fangfang turning on the tap could be heard .

"Uncle Wang, let's take a shower together. I'll help you dry off."

After a long while, they came out. Fangfang helped Uncle Wang lie down on the bed, completely naked. Fangfang didn't leave the bed and go back to the floor. She slowly put her hand on Uncle Wang's shoulder and said, "

Uncle Wang, you must have faith. You'll get better, you'll definitely get better," Fangfang said firmly.

Uncle Wang remained silent, only blushing and shyly avoiding Fangfang's gaze.

Seeing this, Fangfang teased Uncle Wang.

"Ugh, still shy? I'll make you shy enough! I'm not sleeping on the floor today, it's too cold. From today onwards, I'll sleep with you!" With that, the light went out. "

Fangfang, why did you do this?" I cried out in my heart. "Why? We don't owe him anything, why did you do this? Have you fallen in love with him? Why?" I didn't sleep a wink

all night.

Sunlight streamed in, and I stared at the building across the street with bloodshot eyes. They were still sleeping, like two lovers exhausted after a night of passion.

Old Wang woke up first. He saw Fangfang's naked body, smiled bitterly, gently covered her with a blanket, and dressed her.
Fangfang woke up and saw Old Wang covering her with a blanket. Fangfang smiled—a happy smile.

"Put on your clothes quickly, girl, you'll catch a cold. Don't do that again, it's not good. Xiaolan is coming to pay her New Year's visit later, it would be even worse if he saw us, Old Wang is still thinking about me." "

You're so annoying," Fangfang said shyly. "You slept with his wife, and now you're worried about him!" Fangfang continued to tease Uncle Wang. "

How about it, Uncle Wang, are you excited when someone else's wife serves you?" Fangfang

said with a smile. "You silly girl, where do you get all these thoughts?" Uncle Wang was relieved and began to laugh with Fangfang.

Reaching Uncle Wang's door, as he said, I was going to pay my New Year's visit. After a long while, I stood at the door, hesitant to knock.

"Uncle Wang, Happy New Year!" I finally came in. "Did you sleep well?" I don't know why I asked that. "

Happy New Year, Xiaolan, I slept very well, soundly," Uncle Wang laughed heartily. "

Where's Fangfang?" I asked. "

My daughter is making dumplings." "

In the kitchen," I called softly, "Fangfang."

"Oh, you're here. Dinner's almost ready," Fangfang said without turning her head.

This woman felt so unfamiliar, so strange.

The dumplings were delicious, but I couldn't swallow them. Watching Fangfang and Uncle Wang sitting side-by-side, picking up dumplings one by one, my heart ached.

That afternoon, Fangfang and I went out to buy some New Year's goods. Along the way, I didn't speak, and Fangfang remained silent, staring at me. After a long while, I said, "

Wife, let's go after the New Year."

"Go?" "Where to?" Fangfang asked. "

We'll go to Shanghai. We'll develop our careers there," I said resolutely.

Fangfang froze for a moment, lost in thought. I knew she was seriously considering this question.
"Hehe," she laughed, "Are you willing to give it up? Are you willing to give up everything you have now?" Fangfang said casually.
"Yes, yes, I'm willing. I don't want anything anymore. Let's go to Shanghai together, have children, and live the rest of our lives well," I said eagerly, as if seeing hope.

Fangfang's eyes reddened and welled up with tears; I could see she was moved.

"Let's talk about it later," Fangfang rejected me. She continued her coldness.

The entire New Year passed in a daze, filled with sadness and despair.

Fangfang probably knew Uncle Wang was old, because she didn't treat him every day and night. She only initiated her treatment plan at certain specific times. I was very familiar with these specific times; I had experienced them before. It was the look in their eyes, the loving gazes between them. From that moment on, I knew my Fangfang would never come back.

[The End]

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