Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Man's Confession (A Betrayer's Confession) - Chapter 114 Private Relationships 2

I picked up the phone, which felt weak, worried that Huo Lixiang and his wife hadn't gotten up yet. After hesitating for a long time, I gritted my teeth and dialed the number.
"Hello!" The call was answered as soon as it connected, and Huo Lixiang's voice came through.
It wasn't my wife's voice. I was a little confused and didn't know what to say. Huo Lixiang called out a few times before I came to my senses and asked, "How are you two?"
If I were to say this out loud, I would feel incredibly stupid, like I'd lost my temper and couldn't even speak properly.
Fortunately, Huo Lixiang understood what I meant and replied, "I was just about to call. She's putting on makeup and will be done soon." Then he asked, "Is she up yet?"
"In the bathroom." As I said this, the image of Liang Yuzhen naked made me feel a little strange. I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart—three parts excitement, three parts distress, three parts bitterness, and the remaining part pain.
"Oh, she got up quite early today! Usually, she can't be woken up by anyone until two or three in the morning." Huo Lixiang was very frank, as if he was already used to it, without the slightest bit of awkwardness.
"It took me a lot of effort to wake him up." His ease made me feel much more at ease.
"You've really worked hard," Huo Lixiang said without any hesitation.
"..." My heart skipped a beat, feeling that this was a double entendre.
"She didn't give you any trouble last night, did she?" Huo Lixiang suddenly asked.
The tone was somewhat concerned, but mostly it was one of anticipation and schadenfreude. I replied dejectedly, "Uh, it's alright!"
Huo Lixiang sensed the reluctance in my tone and explained, "That's just the kind of woman she is. Although she can be crazy at times, she's a genuine person."
"Haha! I know." I chuckled dryly, suddenly feeling a bit of admiration for Huo Lixiang. I wondered how he had managed to keep going all these years, facing Liang Yuzhen every day, and still be thinking of her and caring for her.
"Should we say a few words to her?" Huo Lixiang asked.
"No, no need, let's talk about it when we meet!" I wasn't ready when it came to my wife, and I felt a little flustered.
"Alright then! If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now." Huo Lixiang didn't press the matter.
I hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. I wondered if my wife's mental state had improved.
Liang Yuzhen quickly came out of the bathroom, picked up the dress from the floor, and said as she put it on, "Did you ask?"
"Yes!" I nodded.
Seemingly sensing my worries, Liang Yuzhen comforted me, "Don't overthink it, nothing will happen. Miss Song isn't a three-year-old anymore; she can manage her emotions."
I didn't say anything, just smiled gratefully.
Liang Yuzhen seemed a little annoyed by my fussing manner, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, if something really happens, I'll help you talk her out of it and make sure she goes home happy."
"Really?" I exclaimed happily.
"What, you don't believe me?" Liang Yuzhen said, glaring at her.
"Of course not," I laughed. I didn't doubt that she would help, but I was a little worried about whether she could really make my wife happy to come home. My wife's condition last time still bothered me.
Liang Yuzhen finally gave up. She glanced at the torn and soaked stockings on the ground, but didn't pick them up. She then put on her high heels barefoot and went to the mirror to put on her makeup.
Those stockings reminded me of last night's madness, which still feels somewhat unbelievable. That strange pleasure seems to linger in my mind, refusing to dissipate. I'm a little worried; perhaps I'm just that kind of person by nature, or perhaps I've been drawn to that wild way of doing things.
"How did you feel last night? Were you happy?" Liang Yuzhen asked, carefully applying makeup, as she looked at me in the mirror.
"Ah, oh, um." I didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"What did you say? Is this question that difficult?" Liang Yuzhen asked, her tone full of dissatisfaction.
"Yes!" I nodded in agreement.
"I want to hear, is it happiness or unhappiness?" Liang Yuzhen refused to give up, stopping what she was doing and staring intently at the mirror as she asked.
"Happiness," I conceded.
Liang Yuzhen was finally satisfied. She applied a light layer of lipstick and smiled.
Dancers have all studied posture, standing straight with graceful lines and curves. Their long, snow-white legs are made even more slender and elongated by high heels.
Looking at Liang Yuzhen from behind, gazing at her curvaceous figure, I was somewhat captivated. Her breasts, reflected in the mirror, seemed magnified, appearing even more imposing and magnificent. Her short shirt was stretched taut as if about to burst, highlighting her alluring curves. Her figure was deeply imprinted in my mind, unforgettable.
I spent a night with her and learned a great deal about her temperament, personality, hobbies, and even her little physical secrets. But the more I learned, the more puzzled I became. It was as if she held too many secrets within her, secrets I couldn't fathom in a short time. These secrets drew me in to uncover them, to discover them.
"What are you staring at like an idiot for?" Liang Yuzhen suddenly spoke up.
My thoughts were interrupted. I looked up and saw her tilting her ear, putting on a delicate little earring, and looking at me in the mirror. I suddenly felt a little afraid to look her in the eye and avoided her gaze, saying, "It's nothing."
She saw through my evasiveness, but didn't pursue it, seemingly knowing the reason, and smiled smugly. She turned her pretty face, confidently examining herself in the mirror, carefully checking herself over. Finally, she tidied her hair that hung beside her ears, feeling satisfied, before stepping into her high heels, swaying her shapely hips, and walking towards the door, calling out, "Let's go!"

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