Uncle Hao and His Woman - (173)

Lying fully clothed in bed, I tossed and turned, my mind replaying the scenes of Zheng raping my mother. One moment my mother was smiling and beckoning to me, the next Zheng was grinning lewdly. One moment my mother was naked, her eyes filled with seductive allure. The next Zheng was on top of my mother, thrusting into her with frenzied excitement. In short, it was a jumbled mess of thoughts that kept me awake for a long time, until dawn broke, and I finally drifted off to sleep.
It seemed like the instant I closed my eyes, I suddenly heard a familiar, soft voice calling my name. It sounded incredibly comforting and pleasant to my ears. So, in the utter darkness, I struggled to open my eyes.
A ray of light shone into my eyes, and then came a radiant smile, more captivating than an angel's. This indescribable face had perfectly proportioned features and smooth, white skin. At that moment, it seemed as if it were glistening with morning dew, serene, peaceful, warm, and sweet.
"...Honey, you're awake—" My wife pouted her chubby little lips, her sweet breath brushing against my face. "I missed you so much, you know? That's why I couldn't wait to come see you as soon as I woke up. Tell me honestly, did you do anything naughty last night, like using your hand?"
"What do you mean, 'with hands'?" I closed my eyes, half of my mind still closed.
"Hmph, then I'll just say it directly, hehe, have you been masturbating?" the wife said with a sly smile.
I finally understood what my wife meant, shook my head with a wry smile, and said to her, "No."
My wife gave me a flirtatious look, and without a word, she slipped her hand under the covers, reached for my crotch, and grabbed my bulging member. Her small hand was icy cold, and the sudden grip on my manhood sent a shiver down my spine, instantly banishing any thought of sleep.
"—Oh my god, baby, your hands are so cold!" I sat up abruptly, clutching my groin tightly with both hands, looking miserable.
Having succeeded in her scheme, the wife burst into laughter, bending over and trembling with joy.
"You plotted to murder your own husband, and you're laughing so happily," I sighed. "What a tragedy, what a tragedy, to be stuck with a woman with a heart of stone..." I said, but my husband, under my wife's control, slowly raised his head, ready to pounce.
My wife slapped me, pouted, and said, "I felt sorry for you and wanted to take good care of you, but you're ungrateful. Fine, I'll save my energy to go back to Beijing." With that, she grabbed my hand a few times and tried to pull it away.
How could I possibly grant my wife's wish? I suddenly grabbed her hand and said with a sly grin, "Yingying, you've come to bother me so early in the morning. Now you want to leave? I'm not having it. You've already touched me, why worry about a little while? Let me touch you a little longer and let me have my fill." Then, I pulled my wife into my arms and placed my hands on her full, firm breasts.
My wife giggled and nestled into my arms, pleading, "I'm sorry, honey, I was wrong, please forgive me..."
I cupped my wife's pretty face in my hands, brought my nose close to her hair and sniffed it several times, smelling a damp scent.
"What's wrong, honey? Did you just wash your hair?" I looked my wife over carefully and reached out to touch her beautiful hair.
Upon hearing this, my wife blushed, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and she immediately turned her head away from my gaze.
“No… I haven’t taken a shower,” his wife smiled, calmly smoothing her hair. “You know I always have a morning shower habit, right? I just took a shower.”
My wife is a morning bath enthusiast, that much is true, so I believed her as soon as she said it.
"Oh dear, you didn't even invite me to the couple's bath. Yingying, I've always treated you well, yet you neglected me and secretly took a bath all by yourself..." I shook my head and said through gritted teeth.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that I was just putting on an act, trying to create a mystery. However, to my wife at that moment, the words "bath for two" terrified her, sending chills down her spine.
"My dear husband, please don't blame me anymore," my wife suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and said sweetly. "When we get back to our home in Beijing tonight, we'll take a bath together. Yingying will definitely take good care of you then, okay?"
"How could that be? Why wait until tonight? Let's start washing now, hehe—" I chuckled mischievously, grabbed my wife, and stood up from under the covers.
"No, honey, I don't want to..." The wife's face paled, and she screamed repeatedly. "Good honey, no, I don't want to wash anymore."
"Are you sure you don't want to wash it?" I asked with a laugh.

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