The choice of divorce

Lin Xi sat up in bed, glanced at her husband lying there, drenched in sweat and panting, and said, "It's always so short." She casually took out a cigarette, lit it, and slowly smoked.

"You want it every day, who can stand that?" Chen Zhiqiang pulled the blanket over his head, complaining.

Lin Xi and Chen Zhiqiang had been married for a year and a half. Initially, their relationship was good, and they agreed to have a child in two years, once their careers were stable. However, their only flaw was their unsatisfactory sex life. Chen Zhiqiang was bad at foreplay and his performance was too short. At first, Lin Xi didn't care much. But nothing lasts forever. A woman who isn't sexually satisfied for a long time will gradually start complaining, which will affect their relationship.

Early in the morning, Lin Xi was preparing breakfast in the kitchen as usual, wearing a light pink nightgown that just covered her buttocks, her two firm, large breasts seemingly about to burst out. She poured milk with her right hand, and her left hand inadvertently touched her nipple. Because she had been holding back for so long, the sensation was like an electric current shooting through her lower body, a tingling, itchy feeling that made her uncomfortable. Lin Xi sighed, put the poured milk and sliced bread on the table.

"You can eat slowly by yourself, I'm going to work," Lin Xi said as she took off her apron, hung it on the wall, and walked towards the bedroom, without glancing at Chen Zhiqiang.

"You're not eating again! Fine, I'll eat slowly by myself. Oh, right, I'm working overtime tonight, I'll be back very late," Chen Zhiqiang said, taking a big gulp of milk and turning back to Lin Xi, who was changing clothes in the bedroom. "Okay," Lin Xi replied impatiently.

The weather was beautiful today, so Lin Xi wore a black short-sleeved blazer, a black mini-skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels. Her long, flowing hair accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Lin Xi opened the door and entered the house, finding her husband sitting on the sofa watching TV. Breakfast was laid out on the dining table.

"You're back. Where did you go last night? You didn't come home all night?" Chen Zhiqiang stood up and took the backpack from Lin Xi, asking. "Last night was a company dinner. I drank too late and stayed at Lele's house," Lin Xi replied, changing into slippers and handing her coat to Chen Zhiqiang without looking at him.

"Oh, breakfast is on the table. Go eat," Chen Zhiqiang said, hanging up his coat and returning to the sofa to continue watching TV. Lin Xi hadn't returned all night, and he hadn't called to check on her, not because he trusted her, but because their relationship had slowly deteriorated due to Lin Xi's domineering nature and her constant criticism of his incompetence.

Lin Xi was heartbroken by his indifference, realizing that the quality of their relationship was closely linked to their sex life.

"I'm not eating, my head hurts, I'm going to sleep," Lin Xi said dismissively, heading straight for the bedroom. Lying in bed, she couldn't help but recall the events of the previous night. The scene left her both happy and ashamed, a feeling she had never experienced with her husband before. She even had thoughts of doing it again. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, burying her head in the covers.

Exhausted from the previous night, Lin Xi fell asleep quickly. When she woke up, it was already five in the evening. Still half-asleep, she went to the living room and saw Chen Zhiqiang getting dressed and preparing to leave.

"Awake? I have something to do, I won't be back tonight," he said, and walked out.

Watching Chen Zhiqiang's retreating figure, Lin Xi knew he was leaving to avoid her. She gave a cold laugh, numb to this marriage.

Lin Xi went to the kitchen and saw some leftovers, so she put them on the table and began to eat slowly. After finishing her meal, she didn't know what to do, so she video chatted with Du Lele when she was bored. The two chatted for about an hour before Du Lele got sleepy and ended the video call.

Lin Xi lay on her bed, and when she was bored, she thought about what happened last night, which aroused her hormones again. Lin Xi touched her firm breasts with her left hand, and her right hand slowly slid down, reaching inside her panties to touch her clitoris. The wet, sticky fluid made it easy for her three fingers to enter her vagina. With a muffled groan, Lin Xi's body trembled slightly. She took off her panties and pajamas, revealing her full body.

Lin Xi's cheeks were flushed, and she opened her mouth and breathed heavily as her three fingers moved in and out of her vagina, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Not satisfied with just using her fingers, she took a vibrator from the bedside table drawer with her other hand, turned it on, and inserted it into her vagina. The vibrating sound caused her to moan uncontrollably. With the increase in the speed of the vibration and thrusting, her body convulsed, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out. After the orgasm, Lin Xi lay quietly on the bed, enjoying the pleasure it brought.

A month passed quickly, and Lin Xi's husband, Chen Zhiqiang, was increasingly absent from home. The days of being alone in the empty house were unbearable for her.

That evening, after returning home from work, Lin Xi saw her husband preparing to leave and stopped him, saying, "Wait a minute before you go out. I have something to tell you."

"What is it? Go ahead," Chen Zhiqiang said impatiently, sitting back on the sofa and waiting for Lin Xi to speak.

Lin Xi sat down opposite him, casually took a piece of paper from her bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards him, saying

, "This is the divorce agreement. I've already signed it. You sign it too. I don't want anything; I'm leaving with nothing." Chen Zhiqiang took the paper Lin Xi handed him, glanced at it, and looked up at her, saying, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes," Lin Xi said expressionlessly, unhurriedly.

After Chen Zhiqiang signed, he left the house. Lin Xi sighed, got up, and began packing her clothes. From now on, she no longer belonged to this family; she didn't know where she would go. After packing her things, Lin Xi put the house key on the table, picked up her suitcase, and went out.

Lin Xi walked alone on the street, not knowing where to go, not knowing who to look for. Should she look for Du Lele? No, she'd been too busy lately, and none of her other close friends were in the city. She picked up her phone and scrolled through her contacts, immediately spotting Zheng Haoran's name. Lin Xi sat down on a roadside bench, carrying her suitcase, wanting to ask Zheng Haoran to come out, but hesitated. At that moment, she desperately needed company.

After much internal struggle, she decided to send Zheng Haoran a WeChat message instead of calling. If he saw it, great; if not, she'd just accept it. Not long after sending the message, Lin Xi's phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was Zheng Haoran calling. She stared at her phone for a long time before finally answering with a nervous heart.

"Hey! Lin Xi, where are you? I'll come pick you up," Zheng Haoran asked eagerly as soon as Lin Xi answered. "I'm at 171 Linxing Street," Lin Xi replied, covering her mouth and lowering her voice.

The moment she hung up, Lin Xi almost cried, her heart filled with warmth and gratitude.

A moment later, Zheng Haoran drove up to Lin Xi. He got out of the car, put Lin Xi's suitcase in the trunk, and opened the car door for her to get in. Zheng Haoran took Lin Xi to his home, asked her to sit on the sofa, and inquired about what had happened.

When he learned that Lin Xi was divorced, he almost laughed out loud. Lin Xi sat there staring blankly at him, and he realized he had gone too far.

"Lin Xi, don't be sad. You still have me. Stay here and let me take care of you," Zheng Haoran said seriously, sitting down in front of Lin Xi.

Lin Xi looked at Zheng Haoran for a while and then asked, "Is there any alcohol?" At that moment, she didn't know what to say; she just wanted to drink and get drunk.

"Yes, wait for me. I'll go downstairs to buy some side dishes," Zheng Haoran said, quickly leaving the house.

In less than twenty minutes, Zheng Haoran returned with various side dishes, laid them on the table, and said, "Lin Xi, I have baijiu and beer. Which do you want?"

"Beer, I can't drink baijiu," Lin Xi said, helping him pour the food into a plate.

After they finished tidying up, they started drinking and chatting. When Lin Xi had drunk quite a bit, she poured out all the bitterness of her year and a half of marriage to Zheng Haoran. Zheng Haoran comforted her while being a good listener. Perhaps Lin Xi couldn't hold her liquor, or perhaps it was because she was in a bad mood, but she drank too much after only a short time.

Seeing that Lin Xi couldn't drink anymore, Zheng Haoran helped her to the bed in the bedroom. Looking at Lin Xi lying on the bed, her face flushed, he felt a surge of emotion and couldn't help but bend down to kiss her red lips. The moment his lips touched hers, a pair of arms wrapped around her neck, instantly arousing Zheng Haoran's male hormones.

While kissing Lin Xi's lips, Zheng Haoran removed her clothes. His kisses slowly moved towards her erect nipples, stimulating her to moan softly. His large hand slid between her legs, his fingers gently teasing her vaginal opening. Her vaginal fluids flowed freely, wetting Zheng Haoran's hand. Unable to suppress his desire any longer, Zheng Haoran quickly removed his own clothes, took his hard penis, and thrust it into her. Lin Xi, who had been alone in her room, was overflowing with lustful fluids from Zheng Haoran's large penis. At this moment, she didn't want to care about her painful memories or maintain any semblance of modesty; she only wanted to enjoy this moment and the pleasure that sex brought her. They tossed and turned in bed for over half an hour before Zheng Haoran, holding the naked Lin Xi, drifted off to sleep.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Xi was sitting at her dressing table, the makeup artist drawing her eyebrows, when Du Lele burst in, saying, "Lin Xi, hurry, hurry, the groom is here!"

"Look how anxious you are! I'm not even in a hurry yet!" Lin Xi said, quickly adjusting her white wedding dress and smiling as she sat on the edge of the bed waiting.

"I wonder who's so impatient, sitting on the bed the first thing they see when they hear the groom is here," Du Lele said with a sidelong glance and a smile. Just as the two were joking, the door opened, and Zheng Haoran, dressed in a dark blue suit and large leather shoes, with his hair slicked back, knelt before Lin Xi, holding a large bouquet of roses, saying, "My dear bride, I've come to take you home."

Tears welled in Lin Xi's eyes as she looked at Zheng Haoran with deep affection. Her failed marriage had taught her that marriage shouldn't be about being domineering; a woman should be a woman, and a woman who is gentle and dependent will be cherished and loved by a man. Lin Xi took the roses from Zheng Haoran, placed her hand in his, and stood up to go with him to the wedding hall.

[The End]

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