【Don't offend that doctor】(Part 2) (28-31) Author: ouyangxue

Author: ouyangxue
Word Count: 23149

Chapter 28

"How did you get this?"

"Filming this is easy, there are plenty of ways."

"Why did you do this?"

"Just for fun."

"...For fun?"

"Yeah, I recognized you from the first day you came in. Even if you hadn't come to me, I would have told you. Let you
experience this feeling."

"...Are you trying to shift the blame? That's too far-fetched. What does your sister have to do with me?"

"Heh, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. I don't need to use you to shift the blame, and you don't need to pretend to be a good person. But I
'm not doing this because of you; I have my own things to do."

…

The above is a few lines of conversation I couldn't help but exchange with Cui Ming in the restaurant when I was halfway through watching the video. My
name is Xu Bo, I'm 30 years old, and I'm the assistant general manager of XX Construction Company in Beijing. I've been working there for eight years. My basic monthly salary
is 3260 RMB, and my annual bonus is around 300,000 RMB. I have a construction team that I control,
and I subcontract projects to my team using my position, earning around 300,000 RMB annually. I also controlled
part 's material procurement, buying engineering materials from several friends whose quality was disproportionate to their prices,
making huge profits, which my friends then split directly with me, earning around 300,000 yuan a year. Yes, I am the kind of person
the people hate, abusing my power for personal gain, turning state-owned assets into my own pocket. I am just
a microcosm of the majority of people; my various incomes can meet my living needs. But this is not my ultimate
goal ; I have higher pursuits…

My life is almost spent in non-stop socializing every day. My lifestyle is not pure; I make many mistakes that many
men make. I go to brothels and have affairs with girls I meet at work. At
the beginning of the year, due to an accidental foot injury, I asked a friend to take me to this top-tier hospital in Beijing for treatment. During
my hospitalization , something unexpected happened that changed my normal life. From witnessing it firsthand downstairs at my home,
to hearing the nurse Luo Wei's description, and then seeing the video Cui Ming gave me, I witnessed a fact that even I, who considered myself strong,
could not bear.

My wife, Qi Jing, is a stylish and beautiful woman. Although the passion between us has faded after many years of marriage,
and we each pursue our own interests in daily life, even in this mundane state, I've always considered her my rightful wife, and no one
can challenge her position. After my injury, I seriously considered my options and planned to actively rekindle
our marriage after my recovery, then implement our plans to have children, shifting our focus to our family
. I envisioned a better life for us in the near future.

However, life isn't something I can control, and she cheated on me. She used
the sexual techniques I patiently taught her after marriage, the methods she once used to serve me, to offer to another man. The other man is my attending physician, a
man I've felt utterly disgusted by since our first meeting—a refined-looking man with a perpetually serious expression, a husky voice, and an
overly formal manner. His name is Chen Jingyu. This very doctor, whom I loathe and with whom I've
been subtly and overtly competing , is now appearing in a video call with Qi Jing. Although the content of the video is utterly
unbearable for me, I still can't help but fixate on it.

Chen Jingyu stood on the ground, wearing the white doctor's coat. Qi Jing was dressed the same as I
had seen : a pink turtleneck undershirt with a white fitted jacket over it, worn open without buttons.
Her breasts pushed the undershirt high, making them appear firm and prominent. I could vaguely see
the outline , highlighting the curves of her breasts. They bulged out unusually prominently from the front. She wore a
black pleated skirt that reached above her knees, and pointed high heels of about 10 centimeters.
She wore black stockings, so thick that they were visible through her skin. Her long legs appeared
distinctly defined because she was kneeling. Seeing Qi Jing dressed so beautifully, with her carefully made-up face, yet
kneeling before Chen Jingyu, letting him put that dark, thick penis—which looked utterly disgusting to me—in her
mouth, I felt not only that she felt utterly humiliated, but I myself felt utterly devoid of dignity. She is my wife.
Every inch of her skin should belong to me, only I can touch it, only I can appreciate it. Yet
now, she is using her most important organ, the only part of her body that can be used to absorb food. Because it is the most important passage
to the inside of the body, it must be absolutely clean. It even has its own
liquid defense against external viruses. It is basic common sense that one cannot eat dirty things. But Qi Jing does not respect
this principle. How much filth must be stained on Chen Jingyu's penis? The penis's most important daily
function is undoubtedly... It's excretion; after urination each day, residual fluid inevitably remains at the urethral opening. The penis, deprived of
sunlight , accumulates dirt that can't be cleaned promptly, leading to further buildup. I
've seen Chen Jingyu's penis before, but the one in the video is different. At this moment, his penis is fully erect,
dark and thick, with an unusually clear distinction between the coronal sulcus and the glans. The vas deferens is also clearly visible due to the strong
erection . His glans is a deep purple. Now
, it stands proudly before Qi Jing, head held high, full of fighting spirit. It was so disgusting, so incredibly filthy and obscene.
Even watching the video, you could smell the stench and grime emanating from it. But Qi Jing, at this moment, showed
no trace of the disgust I felt. She opened her pale lipstick, extended her delicate
, rosy tongue, and, following almost exactly the same instructions I had given her, gently licked Chen Jingyu's
testicles at the base of his penis. I had specifically told her to move her tongue slowly, not
too , so I could feel the cool taste of her saliva. The testicles are… Sensitive areas also
need stimulation. At first, she was very reluctant to do this, but later she got used to it.
She always needs this foreplay before giving me oral sex. At first, she did it somewhat perfunctorily, but later, when she was in
a good mood and willing to serve me, she did it very seriously. Qi Jing is indeed very talented. When she gets
serious , every detail is meticulous. Her tongue is soft and agile, with a slight abrasive
texture, mixed with cool saliva. Every inch of skin that passes over my testicles tightens there, and that coolness is mixed with...
The scrubbing sensation seeped deep into my scrotum, and then, with this refreshing, comfortable feeling, she
grasped the base of my penis with her slender, soft hands. Then, with a shy and reserved expression, she opened her sensual lips, first using her upper and
lower lips—the cupid's bow and the clitoris—to envelop the glans. Then, keeping them pressed against my
penis, she gently guided it into her mouth. The sensation of my penis rubbing against her soft lips was so intense that
if I had even a slight tendency towards premature ejaculation, I wouldn't have been able to hold back and would have ejaculated instantly. Even without that tendency, if one
wanted to experience this unparalleled sensation for longer... The comfort required holding one's breath and calming one's mind, appropriately controlling one's emotions. I
used to crave this feeling, but Qi Jing was an emotional person. She wouldn't always
serve me attentively when I needed her; it depended on her mood. Therefore, I didn't have many opportunities to enjoy this treatment. If she wasn't in a good
mood , even if she did it, it would feel completely different. I hadn't seen Qi Jing do
this for at least two years. Because my own center of gravity had shifted, I hadn't paid much attention to her change.
Only today, seeing this scene again, did I realize it.

At this moment, her kneeling before Chen Jingyu clearly showed that she was willing to
serve him humbly. Otherwise, how could the usually arrogant and aloof Qi Jing be willing to set aside her tall and slender figure and
kneel before Chen? Don't overlook the importance of kneeling in terms of personality. For
elders it's a sign of respect; however, for peers of the opposite sex, it's almost the most humble and demeanor to
express one's attitude—an extremely subservient gesture. Qi Jing did indeed serve me in this way. To outsiders
, it would be nauseating, making them want to condemn her as utterly despicable. But for her,
it was a completely different experience.

I felt wonderful at the time. I stood there, looking down at her with an arrogant air, watching her
carefully attentively lick my testicles and glans clean with her fragrant tongue.
I felt an overwhelming sense of conquest, a strong confidence filling my entire being, a
domineering aura . At that moment, I felt as if I could conquer the whole world. Then, as she took my penis into
her mouth , I fully enjoyed the friction from her jade-like lips moving in and out
of her mouth. She had an exceptionally strong sense for this; she knew which parts of the penis were sensitive spots. She paid special
attention to , deliberately pressing her lips tightly against it each time she entered and exited. In her mouth, she
would also occasionally use her soft, nimble tongue to deliberately lick the groove under the glans. This feeling
instantly sent shivers down my spine. Seeing my blissful expression, she would try her best to... I pushed my penis
deeper , and I felt the tip of my penis hitting her throat before she stopped.
This deep penetration caused her discomfort; at first, I could clearly feel her gagging,
which is normal—anyone who has something stuck in their throat will feel that. But she quickly adjusted, found the most
comfortable position, and adapted quickly. Meanwhile, I didn't have to do anything; I could feel the
electric sensation in my penis and admire her exquisite makeup and her focused, intoxicated expression from above.

Her long, flowing hair would occasionally fall in front of her as her head swayed back and forth,
obscuring her vision. Even then, she continued to focus intently on my penis while gently brushing
a stray strand of hair behind her ear with her left hand. This small gesture was
incredibly alluring, revealing her focused expression and uniquely feminine charm. Add to that the occasional glance she would cast
at me with her alluring phoenix eyes, looking up at me suggestively—what man could resist such a feeling? It
was the ultimate pleasure, especially at the beginning. I was completely captivated by this sensation, trying my best to please
Qi Jing so she would be in a good mood to serve me wholeheartedly.

Although things gradually calmed down over time, I still acknowledge that Qi Jing 's devoted
service was an absolute, supreme enjoyment—a skill not every woman can grasp.
But now, I haven't experienced this kind of scene in a long time. I had hoped to cheer her up recently,
to rekindle this kind of comfort in the hospital room, but she kept making excuses. I assumed it was because she
was tired and embarrassed by the occasion, and didn't investigate further. However, I never imagined that
she would reveal a side of herself that outsiders never knew through another man…

The actions and expressions of my wife in the video were so familiar and captivating to me. But now, to me,
it was a scene capable of killing. I don't need to elaborate on my feelings; the readers can fully
understand . At this moment, Qi Jing's face was perfectly aligned with Chen Jingyu's penis. Even if there was a slight misalignment, she could
adjust it by slightly bending her knees. Qi Jing looked almost exactly the same as she had with me before
, a shy expression on her face as she faced Chen Jingyu's penis, her gaze avoiding direct eye contact. Chen Jingyu
grasped his penis, a size completely disproportionate to his physique and appearance, and as he approached her, she
gently . Qi Jing's slightly dark skin appeared
exceptionally fair and delicate compared to his dark penis, creating a striking contrast.

She held Chen's penis and, following his forward thrust, brought it to her lips. She first
licked the glans with her fragrant tongue for a while. From the video, you could see her pink tongue skillfully
traversing the coronal sulcus of his glans. I knew very well
how . Then, she opened her mouth, the shape of which was exactly as I remembered—
trying to mimic the shape of his penis—and took it into her mouth. She still
clenched her cheeks tightly, trying to prevent her lips from pressing too hard against his penis, thus enhancing the sensation.
This was her talent; she understood that she needed to suck on it tightly with her lips, something I had also experienced.

Next, she moved her head back and forth, just as she had done for me years before, creating friction between her lips
, mouth, and even her throat and his penis. Her hands instinctively gripped his thighs
for balance, her left hand occasionally brushing away strands of hair that fell in front of her face due to the continuous head movements.
Her expression was focused and serious, exuding an even more alluring charm. Her weight was almost entirely concentrated on her knees.
As her body swayed back and forth, the creases of her stockings appeared at the bends of her thighs with the rhythm of her movements.

Chen Jingyu stood there, initially still with the same eagerness, looking down at Qi Jing kneeling at his
feet . I was all too familiar with the feeling of looking down at her at this moment; it was simply an incomparably beautiful
scene. Qi Jing's earnest expression made every part of her particularly charming: her upturned eyelashes, light blue
eyeshadow, slightly furrowed eyebrows, full breasts, slender waist, and her beautiful
legs clad in black stockings, kneeling down to make it easier to take his penis in her mouth. Looking at this alluring and beautiful woman kneeling before you,
on the surface it seems like she is humbly serving you, but in reality, you experience a divine feeling she brings you. Looking
down is a woman's graceful figure full of femininity, a pair of full breasts swaying back and forth in your eyes, a pair of jade legs for you to admire, plus her soft and moist lips constantly rubbing the nerves
on your glans with just the right amount of force.
The most concentrated area, most of my penis, felt friction from her lips all the way to her throat.
This kind of stimulation would overwhelm even the strongest man; you'd be completely subdued in no time, almost wanting
to kneel before her. That's how I felt then. It was so incredibly pleasurable. How could she
serve me so well? My body couldn't handle the pleasure. Soon, I could
feel the semen rushing from my seminal vesicles into my vas deferens, and the muscles in my prostate began to contract
. The semen was almost ready to ejaculate, and I had to endure this divine sensation while desperately trying to hold
it back. It was so pleasurable I felt weak all over. I used to be able to stay in this position for only a few minutes before I
had to sit or lie down because my whole body was numb; my penis felt like it was being electrocuted, and I couldn't
stand .

But now, that once beautiful scene looked utterly disgusting and painful. This was
the scene of my wife serving me, but now the object was another man, the very man I utterly loathed.

I didn't want to watch, but for some reason I couldn't help but keep watching. At this moment, Chen Jingyu was even more cowardly and
excited. As soon as he put his penis into Qi Jing's mouth, this idiot was like he couldn't take it anymore, screaming more pitifully than a woman.
I had heard Luo Wei say that he had a relationship with Cui Ming before, and this time I heard it with my own ears
. That voice was the epitome of cowardice. As Qi Jing swayed her head back and forth, he
cried out in response, "Ah...!! Ah...!!! Oh...!" as if it were about to kill him. His lust
was utterly disgusting; his expression was incredibly dazed, yet he maintained a composed demeanor, his eyes barely open.
One hand was on his waist, while the other continuously stroked Qi Jing's hair, running his hand through her strands.
His initially parallel, gradually bent, but he used this opportunity to reach his other hand towards Qi
Jing's chest, trying to slip it inside her clothes. Qi Jing didn't stop him, only occasionally raising her head, just
like she had done with me years ago, occasionally exchanging ambiguous glances with him using her alluring eyes. Seeing her expression, the bitterness in my
heart almost overflowed from my mouth. His cowardly cries grew louder and louder, but the bastard
didn't fall backward, stubbornly remaining standing.

At this moment, he made that cowardly sound, and his unruly hands tried to
reach inside Qi Jing's clothes. "Ouch~! Oh! Take off your shirt!" Chen Jingyu said in a low voice while panting cowardly.
"What are you doing?" Qi Jing spat out his penis, looked up at him and asked, "It's uncomfortable to have my hands like this,
touching your breasts will feel more comfortable." This lewd and shameless bastard, he
dared to say such shameless things so bluntly. Then, without waiting for Qi Jing's permission, he reached out and took off her coat, then
lifted up her sweater, pulling and tugging until her top was off. Qi Jing basically
cooperated , and when he took it off, she proactively put her hands above her head. Thus, most of Qi Jing's dazzling upper body
was exposed to Chen Jingyu, with only a pink lace bra tightly clinging to her body. Once
the tight-fitting undershirt was removed, the secret of her unusually prominent breasts was instantly revealed. Even through her bra, it was
clear that her perfect breasts filled the bra exceptionally fully, stretching it tightly against her body.
The shoulder straps dug deeply into her flesh, and the two deep cleavages on her chest looked as if they were about to burst open
. No wonder her chest appeared so bulging even when she was dressed; it wasn't something she had deliberately concealed.

At this moment, I felt a little afraid. I was afraid that Chen Jingyu would untie Qi Jing's bra straps, and I didn't know if I could bear the moment I saw her breasts
exposed before him. But Chen Jingyu showed no politeness whatsoever,
immediately unhooking her bra from behind. Her pink bra, which had been taut against her body, instantly loosened, and with a
casual tug, it separated from her body, leaving Qi Jing's upper body completely naked
before him…

…

Chapter 29

I really couldn't bear to watch anymore. This was the first time I'd seen Qi Jing's breasts in a video, not in person .
I don't know if it was because her breasts looked good on camera, or if I hadn't paid close attention before, but
the moment I saw them in the video, I was both heartbroken and somewhat amazed. Her breasts were so beautiful.
Even without the support of a bra, they remained high and firm, without any sign of sagging. Her breasts were conical, their area disproportionate to
their volume —meaning her breast base was of standard size, but protruded fiercely forward.

The areola and nipple were almost the same color, both pinkish, making them incredibly alluring
. Her areolas were roughly the size of a coin in diameter, and her breasts were definitely
larger , which was clearly visible in the video. Her nipples were also erect, indicating that stimulation had
aroused them. I know what her breasts look like when aroused; her nipples
stand erect like two fresh, translucent cherries.

While they were pretty, I found them utterly devoid of beauty or appeal. I was heartbroken because her breasts
were aroused by that bastard Chen Jingyu. I found it truly baffling that someone with his effeminate
appearance, hoarse voice, and pretentious idiot could possibly arouse a woman's desire. Even if he
possessed a masculine quality, I could understand. But this idiot,
this bookish-looking doctor with no semblance of authority, could make Qi Jing's
breasts react…

Qi Jing's top was stripped off. She glanced up shyly at him before lowering her head, her arms protectively covering
her chest. Chen Jingyu, holding his penis in his right hand, reached into Qi Jing's mouth again. She still shyly and symbolically
flinched
back . Her cheeks tightened again, trying to make her oral cavity press as tightly as possible against his
penis for a stronger tactile sensation. Then, still kneeling,
she began to move her head slowly and gracefully, allowing his penis to feel the friction.
Chen Jingyu -closed, his expression
dazed. At the same time, he crouched slightly, extending his filthy right hand to caress Qi Jing's breasts.
What a sight this was! My wife, naked from the waist up, was kneeling humbly
before the doctor I had grown to loathe and disgust with these past few days. Then she took his penis into her mouth, meticulously using all her senses to
provide him with pleasurable stimulation. The doctor stood arrogantly before her, his face glazed over with
ecstasy, constantly groaning from the intense sensations his penis was
experiencing was utterly disgusting. A grown man, did he really have to make such noises? To me now,
his actions sounded like they were directed at me, not only disgusting but also provocative. Qi Jing
had used the same method when she served me, but I wasn't this lewd. While she was giving me oral sex, I was also
reaching out to touch her breasts. Just standing there, witnessing her alluring face, and feeling the friction her mouth
was giving my penis was unbearable for most people. I usually couldn't enjoy it for long because... My
legs were too weak to stand, forcing me to sit or lie down. But Chen Jingyu, that idiot, though screaming like a coward,
had stubbornly held on for so long, refusing to fall. Despite Qi Jing's earnest sucking, he remained standing, straining to
stay upright. Suddenly, his nauseating, hoarse cries grew even louder; I had to turn down
my phone volume to avoid being heard. His legs seemed to be losing their support, about
to collapse. Qi Jing stopped moving, leaning back as if trying to spit out his penis.
But Chen Jingyu forcefully pressed down on her head, seemingly intentionally preventing her from removing it. Qi Jing's brows
furrowed, her eyes panicked, her mouth only able to utter "uh, uh" sounds of refusal. At the same time, she
pushed his legs, clearly signaling him to pull his penis out.

But that bastard Chen Jingyu, I absolutely cannot forgive him! Absolutely not! He didn't pull back; instead, he used
one hand to support the base of his penis, then used his waist to move it back and forth,
continuing to rub against Qi Jing's mouth. His movements were forceful, showing no
intention of allowing Qi Jing to spit him out. His voice was filled with extreme pain, as if someone was cutting his body
with a , "Oh...oh!!" Then, as if startled, he suddenly raised his voice. Qi Jing frowned,
her expression clearly showing intense struggle and pain. She shifted her legs and sat sideways on the ground. But
Chen Jingyu's hand was inserted into her hair, seemingly pressing her head down forcefully, clearly preventing her
from spitting out his penis.

Then, with his other hand, he gripped the base of his penis and desperately thrust his body forward.
What ?! Deep down, I knew exactly what was going on, but I couldn't explain why I was so terrified of seeing this…

Then, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time, he suddenly released it, letting out a long, hoarse "Ah!

…"

At that moment, Qi Jing's features were almost frozen in shock, her cheeks bulging.
The instant Chen Jingyu cried out in pain, he relaxed his grip, and Qi Jing seemed to take the opportunity to
spit his penis out of her mouth. She screamed in fright, "Ah!!!" as she spat it out,
but Chen Jingyu didn't let go. His left hand gripped his penis, and he quickly began to masturbate it, while his other hand
still held Qi Jing's head down. His glans was even larger than before it was in her mouth, and after being soaked in Qi Jing
's saliva, it was still erect and rosy, a sight that was incredibly infuriating. He quickly masturbated, and
in that instant, his glans visibly trembled. "Ah~" With another cowardly shout,
a powerful jet of white liquid spurted from the tip of his penis. The force of the spray was evident even in the video
, as if propelled by high pressure. He deliberately aimed his glans at Qi Jing's face, spraying
the liquid all over her face, hitting the center of her cheek. "Ah!" Qi Jing cried out in surprise as
the liquid landed on her face, as if it had burned her skin.
She seemed genuinely terrified of the milky, viscous, disgusting substance emanating from Chen Jingyu's penis.

As she cried out, a stream of liquid, the same color as
the fluid that had shot from Chen Jingyu's penis, dribbled from the corner of her mouth. But before she could even react, Chen Jingyu's actions didn't stop.
After the first spurt, another stream of the same liquid shot from his penis, this time landing directly on Qi Jing
's head, sticking thickly to her hair. The next spurt was noticeably
smaller in both quantity and force, but it still hit her face. Then Chen Jingyu let out a soft groan and
stopped .

Qi Jing seemed to have been struck by the force of the spray, as if she were terrified of the liquid. Her kneeling
position couldn't support her weight; her calves were flat on the ground, her thighs, clad in black stockings, overlapped her
calves , and the heels of her high heels pointed to the side and back. Her face was simply unbearable to look at. Her
meticulously made-up, alluring face was now
covered in a thick, white liquid, centered around her eyes, nose, and even the ends of her bangs. The same liquid was oozing from her mouth, slowly trickling
down her chin. This liquid was what had just been ejaculated from Chen Jingyu's penis…

Chen Jingyu took a step back and slumped into a chair, not even pulling up his pants. Qi Jing quickly and
instinctively wiped her face, then rubbed her mouth and feet with the back of her hand, before glancing at
the liquid "What are you doing? How could you do this?" Qi Jing
said to Chen Jingyu with a serious, aggrieved tone, her hand still on her face. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Chen Jingyu sat there, completely unconcerned…

When I saw this, my brain was completely out of control. My hand gripped Cui Ming's
phone , as if crushing it would release a drop of my pent-up anger. How could I possibly remain calm? For some reason, after reading this, I remembered what happened during
our trip that year, when our marriage was in its honeymoon phase . The itinerary that day wasn't too hectic, and we had dinner early, leaving us free to relax. We went back to our hotel room to rest. She was in a good mood, mainly because we were on vacation, and she didn't object to my little shopping requests. I lay on the bed to rest, and she looked at the photos and haul, then sat down next to me and put her arm around my neck. The weather was just right, warm and comfortable, neither too hot nor too cold. She was wearing athletic shorts , thick black stockings, and sneakers. She softly said, "Let me relax, okay?" How could I resist such temptation? In the prime of my youth, I was too eager to resist. But I also wanted to tease her a little, so I said I was tired and didn't want to move. She spoke with a mixture of shyness and shame, her face flushed, her voice trembling, just like what she had said to Chen Jingyu … Actually, I knew then that oral sex wasn't an easy thing for Qi Jing; she was quite averse to it. As I mentioned before, she wouldn't agree even when I asked, let alone willingly, unless she was in a particularly good mood. Today was a rare occurrence, and I naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity. So I stood up. Qi Jing, with her exceptional talent and understanding, cooperated perfectly. Seeing me standing before her like this, she deliberately displayed her innate feminine vulnerability—the perfect moment, the perfect display. She first knelt in front of me, and I pressed down on her shoulder with my hand, pushing her downwards. She understood my meaning and instinctively knelt down. That was the first time she had knelt so obediently before me, and it was also the first time I had experienced such a domineering feeling of ruling the world. My confidence instantly soared, as if I possessed the power to swallow mountains and rivers. The feeling of looking down at Qi Jing kneeling at my feet was indescribable; every man loves a strong sense of conquest. She proactively helped me remove my pants, underwear, and penis. Although I was standing on top of her, displaying a powerful posture , my heart had already submitted to her. I didn't feel the slightest bit of humility from her kneeling before me; she was like a goddess. Qi Jing gently and patiently used her fragrant tongue and jade lips to carefully lick every detail of my penis . That day, it truly felt like I was in paradise. Within three minutes, I couldn't stand anymore; my legs went weak, and I had to collapse onto the bed. Qi Jing then lay on top of me, unbuttoned my shirt, and embraced me, kissing me passionately. After a few licks of each other's tongues, she shifted her focus. Seeing my heavy breathing and dazed state, she moved her tongue again . Her movements were definitely learned from the porn I had watched recently; she actually moved her tongue to my nipple. A man's nipples are actually quite densely packed with nerve endings, and if stimulated properly, they can produce an indescribable tingling sensation. After a few licks, I was almost unable to hold back and couldn't help but moan softly. So, very understandingly the base of my penis into her mouth, which could release my desire, and began to suck at a moderate rhythm. Less than five minutes later , I felt a spasm in my penis. I was supposed to tell her and then ejaculate outside my body, but my brain was in a state of extreme excitement. Looking at Qi Jing, who was serving me meticulously, I couldn't help but feel a sense of complete conquest. So I didn't show it too much. Only when I let out a comfortable groan did she notice my abnormality and quickly spit out my penis. By this time, my first spurt of semen had already sprayed out completely into her mouth. Then, instead of stopping, I quickly masturbated with my glove a few times. The one who ejaculates must fully experience these waves of pleasure. Then, an incomparably , and a current of electricity gushed out powerfully through the vas deferens, shooting straight onto Qi Jing's face . When she saw this, she cried out in alarm, "What are you doing?!" Her voice was full of reproach. Then she pulled out a tissue from the bedside table and vigorously wiped the semen that I had ejaculated on her face. Her face immediately darkened. "Haha, it's quite smooth, isn't it? It's good for your skin!" I joked. "...Don't do that again!" Qi Jing's face turned completely dark, and she said to me very seriously, "What's wrong? Are you really that angry?" "What you did made me feel very disrespected, it was an insult to me!" Qi Jing said seriously, then put on her shoes and went to the bathroom. Then I heard her turn on the tap and wash her face. This really surprised me. I never thought there was anything wrong with it before. We are husband and wife, it's just a playful flirtation, it wouldn't hurt her. How could it be that I insulted her? This is making a big deal out of nothing! Actually, I 've done this many times with women who do it for a living. They never mind at all; as long as they pay, there's never any extreme reaction. But why did Qi Jing get so angry over such a small thing today? She came out , still looking displeased. "I said, is it really that serious? It's not like it's anything bad or harmful, and you're getting angry with me?" "You might not think it's a big deal, but I really find it disgusting. I'm your wife, and what you're doing is disrespectful!" Qi Jing said. "No one else saw it. A little marital intimacy, how does that become disrespectful?" I also said, a little annoyed, "Anyway, don't do this again. I don't like it, I really don't like it!" "Okay, don't be angry, I won't do it again, okay?! Who told you to be so pretty?" I hugged her and said. "...Hmph, so annoying!" Qi Jing's mood improved a little when she saw me coaxing her. "Why are you so disgusted by this?" I asked softly. "I don't know, it's just that seeing scenes like this in movies makes me feel really disgusted, and it really is disgusting. You haven't tried it yourself, I almost threw up when I smelled that smell just now!" Qi Jing said. "Ah! What does it smell like! How can it smell like that?" To be honest, no man would deliberately smell what semen smells like. I really didn't know at the time because I hadn't paid attention to it before. It really didn't have any special smell. "It's just fishy and smelly, really awful, and there's that sticky stuff on my face, it's really disgusting, I just feel really bad!" Qi Jing said very seriously. I knew she was exaggerating. "So, are you upset because I got it in your mouth or on your face?" I said slowly. "Both! What you did made me feel really bad! I felt like you didn't treat me like your wife, just like..."

"It's no different if you pee on my face! Anyway, if you dare to do that again, I'll never do it again!"

Qi Jing said angrily, her voice rising. "That's completely different from peeing, okay? You're
confusing the concepts!" I explained, "I don't care, it still comes from your urinary organ, so I
don't see any difference!"

"Okay, I won't do it again, don't be angry, I was wrong, okay?" I said, putting my arm around her shoulder. Seeing
her determined look, I didn't want to argue anymore. The incident passed just like that, and I didn't care too much. Her
reaction probably showed that she was very naive at the time. Since she was disgusted, I would avoid doing it. Even when
she was in a good mood and willing to give me oral sex, I wouldn't pay attention to where I ejaculated, trying not to get it on her.
It seemed that her skin was somewhat allergic to semen, and if it got on other parts of her body, or sometimes on her body
, she would be a little unhappy... Later, I could understand. Perhaps this behavior
was indeed disrespectful to my wife. After all, she was a normal woman, not a sex worker, and it was normal that she couldn't
accept overly exaggerated behavior. Putting her aside, sometimes the prostitutes I find outside don't even want to work in this
industry. They'll even ask for more money after they've done it. So I agree with her attitude, thinking that ejaculating
on a woman's mouth or face is a desecration and an insult. But today, this scene appeared in front of me. Qi Jing's charming face, her flowing hair, and even the thick, milky liquid that had
just been ejaculated into her mouth were still overflowing from the corners of her mouth .
That bastard Chen Jingyu, with his sleazy, perverted, and filthy appearance,
and his fake gentlemanly facade, you can tell from all that that his genes are extremely inferior
. His genetically synthesized body would inevitably produce extremely low-quality semen.
That was my true feeling at the time, because I utterly loathed Chen Jingyu from the bottom of my heart—I've said this
many times before. Therefore, I considered everything about him to be utterly inferior, completely different from me, belonging to a completely different
human species . He was the worst genetically synthesized human, destined from birth to be on a different level from me, forever
destined to be the lowest of humans…

But his current behavior… He actually put that inferior, disgusting, dark penis—the same one that had been inserted into
the vagina into my wife's mouth. How could the semen produced from that filthy body be any good
? You can see it in the video: white with a dull gray tinge, viscous like excrement spurted from his nostrils
. This stuff is mostly a mixture of various compounds produced within his body.

It reeked of a truly foul stench. And yet, he just released it all onto Qi Jing's face without any
restraint . How must Qi Jing have felt? How could she
bear such a sensation? The moment his penis entered her mouth, her entire taste buds must have been
overwhelmed by a pungent, foul odor. Judging from the appearance of his penis, it was undoubtedly
covered How could these filth not mix with her saliva in her
mouth? How could she endure the stench emanating from his dark penis? Then, Chen Jingyu, in what
she considered an extremely disrespectful and utterly insulting act, ejaculated onto her mouth and face. In that
instant , Qi Jing must have felt a gush of liquid spray directly onto the walls of her mouth, a fishy, foul odor instantly
filling her taste buds, followed by a sticky liquid wriggling on her tender, fragrant tongue. How utterly
disgusting !

I didn't throw my phone. Instead, I was curious to see
how Qi Jing would react to Chen Jingyu's rudeness and what she considered an insult...

Chapter 30:

Actually, I knew before reading this that it was just asking for trouble. But that's just my personality. I
never want to admit defeat. I'm naturally competitive, and in every aspect, as long as it's something I can truly grasp,
I want to be better than him. This situation was no exception. In fact, I knew very well that watching it would only
cause more pain.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Qi Jing opened her mouth and then lightly wiped her lips a few
times with her right index finger. She was obviously trying to clean up the liquid that Chen Jingyu had ejaculated still in her mouth. Then she
wiped the same liquid that had shot onto her face with the back of her hand. Her tone was complaining, but she didn't have the same harsh
attitude she had towards me back then. This is also why it reminded me of the situation between us back then. The audio in the video was a bit blurry,
but you could still make out, "Oh, sorry, I was in a state of excitement and couldn't control my body. So
I accidentally got some on your face," Chen Jingyu said
casually . He hadn't pulled up his pants, and his penis was still erect. This idiot had clearly
ejaculated, so why hadn't his penis gone soft? He sat there, still rock hard and pointing upwards,
the glans still standing proudly with the same imposing air as before. Look at him, so
unhurried and indifferent in his response to Qi Jing's attitude. And he spoke so seriously, having just done such a lewd
thing, yet he still tried to act like a refined gentleman! "I'll fucking stab you, how can I swallow this
?" Qi Jing's attitude towards me was just as aggressive as before,
shattering my last hope for comfort. "I didn't do it on purpose. Oh dear, so much on your face,
just wipe it off." Chen Jingyu's tone remained the same, as he pulled two tissues from his side and handed them to Qi Jing.
Qi Jing took the tissues and stood up. I saw her long legs, clad in
black Her breasts
appeared even more prominent and firm after she stood up. A slight droop, her breasts stood proudly on either side of her chest, protruding arrogantly
forward . The transition from the base to the peak was a distinct and natural arc, essentially forming a
standard cone shape. The straight-line distance between her nipples and her chest even exceeded the distance between the front and back of her body.
The front surface of her breasts was round, full, and glossy. Her nipples, still erect and firm
at the peak of her breasts, showed no signs of arousal. They were extremely beautiful and alluring, truly like two just-
ripe cherries, crystal clear, smooth, and pink, without any blemishes or roughness. They were truly mouthwatering.
The sight of it was so alluring, anyone would feel the urge to put it in their mouth, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it…

I don't know how long it's been since I've truly appreciated her body, and seeing it in the video today was incredibly
tempting… However, she was exposing her body to another man. "Isn't this harmful?" Qi Jing
asked. "It seems you're truly ignorant, your understanding is flawed! There's nothing unhygienic about it. Semen isn't
excrement, you need to understand. Its main components are protein lipids, water, and various enzymes and acids, it
's the essence of the body's fluid, hence the name semen." Chen Jingyu recited the composition of semen. "I
don't like this either, I feel that what you're doing is disrespectful to me," Qi Jing said calmly, wiping
the liquid he had just gotten on her face and hair with a tissue. This stuff was troublesome to clean, after all, it was
very viscous, especially the stuff stuck in her hair, even if wiped off, it would soak into her hair, and wiping it off wouldn't remove it
.

"I'm sorry, Qi Jing. Are you very unhappy? I really shouldn't have disregarded your feelings and put it in
your mouth and on your face without your permission; it was indeed rude! But I really didn't
mean any disrespect. I did it because you're so beautiful, I couldn't help myself. I apologize." Chen Jingyu's expression
was very sincere, an expression I had almost never seen him like before, but a hint of hypocrisy and
cunning shone through his eyes. He looked even more repulsive than his usual serious demeanor.

Qi Jing's reaction next made my vision instantly blur. If I hadn't been mentally prepared, I
probably would have had a high blood pressure and passed out. I didn't understand why Qi Jing accepted his
apology so easily, while I, facing her real husband back then… Did Qi Jing have
a gene that could make men infatuated…?

"It's okay, don't get so agitated~" Qi Jing stood up, her two high, firm breasts still
exposed before him, the nipples erect and hard against his
chest. Her long legs, clad in pantyhose, stood straight and together beneath her fashionable skirt. She spoke gently to
Chen Jingyu "The more you say that, the more upset I feel. I was so rude. You resisted, and I should have
respected you and taken it out immediately. I know semen tastes fishy and pungent; I shouldn't have put it in your mouth. I'm
sorry . I shouldn't have done that!" Chen Jingyu lowered his head in pain, clutching his hair,
looking as if he were about to cry, trying to show his guilt. "I curse this bastard's ancestors for eight generations! I did
such shameless thing, and you pretend to be a gentleman, apologizing and looking remorseful. I would
have killed him right there and then!" From the very beginning, you seduced and toyed with someone else's wife, which was utterly shameless.
Now you say you should have respected Qi Jing's wishes, but anyone could see you didn't care about
her feelings at all. She had already refused and pushed you away, but you still stubbornly refused to listen until you ejaculated
for the first time. I'm a man too, and although I was excited at that moment, I could have completely controlled that behavior.
He did it entirely on purpose. Then you said you knew semen smelled terrible. Every man should know that
semen smells awful, a disgusting, fishy smell that makes you feel nauseous.

You, Chen Jingyu, also know the smell is pungent, yet you did it without any regard for the consequences, and now you feel guilty! What a
bastard! Your acting is so exaggerated. Didn't you really see through Qi Jing? I felt my blood
rush to my head, and I saw stars flashing before my eyes. I knew that if I stood up now,
I would definitely fall to the ground. I had to control myself, otherwise, even if I died of anger here, it would be
meaningless . I took a deep breath and lit a cigarette, but Qi Jing in the video…

“Oh dear, a grown man like you has quite a heavy heart.” Seeing this, Qi Jing bent her knees, her legs pressed tightly together,
revealing subtle creases in her stockings at the knees. The slender heels of her high heels lifted her feet off the ground.
She half-squatted in front of Chen Jingyu and said casually, “Qi Jing, you’re simply a perfect woman.
Not only are you so beautiful, but you’re also so kind! But the more you’re like this, the more uncomfortable
I feel. How could I offend such a perfect woman like this? Even if you took a knife and chopped him off right now, I wouldn’t blame you!” Chen Jingyu remained
as dramatic as ever, his face contorted in a mournful expression. He lowered his hoarse voice and reached out to touch Qi Jing’s hair
, but even his words sounded ridiculous… I so wished Qi Jing would listen to him
and chop off his utterly disgusting penis with a knife, but…

"Oh dear, what nonsense are you talking about! I know you're kind too, it's alright, don't feel guilty, I don't
mind." Qi Jing took his hand and said gently and soothingly, her
voice , her face showing a very embarrassed expression. Qi Jing hadn't spoken
such tender words to me in a long time. "Are you sincere?" Chen Jingyu asked affectionately. "Of course I am sincere,
it's my honor to serve you! I really don't blame you at all, come, let me help you tidy up." Qi Jing
said with the same affection, then leaned forward, kneeling on the ground in front of
Chen Jingyu . Next, what I found even more unbearable to witness unfolded. She reached out her right hand and grasped
Chen Jingyu's not-quite-soft penis. Qi Jing's slender fingers and bright pink nails
contrasted sharply with Chen Jingyu's dark penis. Then, she brought her mouth close to his penis and gently extended her pink
tongue . A beautiful person seems to be beautiful in every way, even their tongue—it was clearly delicate, soft, moist
, and smooth. She extended her tongue to about five centimeters and gently touched Chen Jingyu's penis,
softly licking around the tip of his glans. After her tongue finished, the remaining
semen was completely covered by her sweet saliva. I watched as the thick, white, fishy-smelling liquid was absorbed by her
tongue. Then, Qi Jing continued to use her semen-covered tongue to roam around the coronal sulcus of his glans
. I could clearly see that Chen Jingyu's penis began to thicken noticeably with her gentle licking.

Then Qi Jing opened her mouth, leaned forward slightly, the folds of her stockings at the back of her legs
shifting slightly with her movement, and then swallowed his penis. She then moved back and slowly and
carefully sucked on his penis, causing Chen Jingyu to let out a comfortable "ah."
No wonder, anyone would find it unbearable. "Ouch~ Stop it, I can't take it anymore," Chen Jingyu said weakly.
"See? Now you believe I'm sincere, right?" Qi Jing spat out his penis and said with a deep smile. "Hmm, you
're simply amazing. I doubt any man in this world could resist your charm," Chen Jingyu
said, reaching out a hand to touch Qi Jing's head. "No way, you're the one who's truly amazing!" Qi Jing said shyly, then reached out and
pulled a tissue from the table, carefully
wiping Then, Qi Jing first pulled up Chen Jingyu's underwear. Chen Jingyu stood up from the seat, while Qi Jing remained
kneeling on the ground, looking up at him as she pulled up his underwear. Then, Qi Jing gently smoothed her
long hair that was hanging in front of her eyes with her left hand. Her smooth hair flowed down her cheeks, slid over her fragrant shoulders, and fell
behind her head . Then she pulled up Chen Jingyu's long underwear, and finally pulled his pants up to his waist. Chen Jingyu
had his hands on his waist the whole time. Judging from their postures, he seemed to be accepting Qi Jing's
humble service while kneeling in front of him.

After Chen Jingyu pulled up his pants and fastened his belt, Qi Jing also pulled her bra down over her shoulders, put it
back on her breasts, and fastened it. She also put down her sweater and straightened it slightly. Her sweater
clung tightly to her body, making her breasts even more prominent than when she was naked, creating two
particularly beautiful peaks. Then she first lifted her left knee off the ground and stood up,
standing face to face with Chen Jingyu. They looked at each other, and Chen Jingyu reached out and pulled her towards him. Qi Jing also pressed
herself against him. Chen Jingyu's natural and unrestrained embrace of Qi Jing was as
casual as if he were embracing his own wife. He was utterly shameless. How could he have the audacity to embrace someone else's wife
so of-factly? As for Qi Jing, to show that she wasn't disgusted by Chen Jingyu's extremely unreasonable behavior,
she actually used her mouth to clean the semen left on his penis. I knew she was capable of such a thing;
she was highly perceptive in this area. Having lived with her for so many years, I knew her well. It was just a matter of
whether she was willing to do it or not. She had never done that to me. When I ejaculated on her face, it provoked her
extreme disgust, let alone having her clean the remaining semen with her mouth. I had never even
dared to hope for that. After all, she was my wife, and I didn't want to experience that kind of male chauvinistic conquest in this way
. But how much affection must she have for that person to do this today? The person opposite her was
Chen Jingyu, a despicable man with a mean face, a hoarse voice, and absolutely no manly manners…

“You’ve had a hard day. Let’s go eat,” Chen Jingyu said. “Don’t you want to go home early?” Qi Jing
’s question was essentially an agreement. “It’s okay. What do you want to eat? It’s my treat today,” Chen asked. “Never mind, I
’ll treat you. Otherwise, you’ll be interrogated again when you get home,” Qi Jing said. “What are you talking about? Treating you to a meal is nothing.”

“Doesn’t your wife ask you what you’ve spent your money on?” Qi Jing asked, slightly frowning. “Don’t mention her
. Let’s go. What do you want to eat?” Chen Jingyu asked calmly. “Anything is fine. Whatever you say.”

"You're on your period, let's go eat hot pot," Chen Jingyu said. He was incredibly thoughtful,
even "Okay," Qi Jing replied. They each grabbed their things, and Qi Jing
left the room first. A little while later, Chen Jingyu turned off the light and left too… To be honest, anyone would have the urge to smash the phone playing this
video . For me, it was a brutal, bitter, painful, and infuriating
film. The trauma it inflicted was incomparable to any weapon; the emotional wound was far more
painful than the physical one. I gripped the phone with almost all my might; if I raised my hand, it would surely
shatter . Qi Jing was going to treat him to dinner. Where did her money come from? It was my money. Using my money to treat
my enemy to dinner… How ridiculous, how shameful. Watching Qi Jing in the film made me want to vomit,
yet why was she so beautiful, like someone I had no connection to? A beautiful face,
a tall figure, straight, shapely legs, full breasts—when did she become so beautiful? Is this
really my wife, Qi Jing? I glanced at Cui Ming across from me. She was looking at me with a composed expression,
seemingly hoping I would do what she wanted. I calmed my breathing slightly and didn't raise my hand. I couldn't
do that. If I did, it might be exactly what she wanted to see, and I didn't want her to have her way.

"How exactly did you get this shot?" I asked again. "If you're
really interested in how you got it, I'll tell you."

"I'm not interested," I said deliberately. "Really? Then why do you keep asking me this?"

"Why did you shoot this? Just to show me?" I said. "Yes, I also want to see
what it feels like to experience betrayal.

" "...Your sister's matter has nothing to do with me directly, why are you targeting me?"

"Heh, you overestimate yourself. I'm not targeting you, I have other uses. Telling you won't
hurt, someone wants to get back at Chen Jingyu.

" "Why get back at him?" "

The world is a dangerous place, there's competition everywhere. He's too arrogant, always trying to be superior,
that's why people will resent him. People will use all sorts of methods, you don't need to know too much about this, it's none of your
business ."

"You're going to post this online?" I stared at her fiercely and asked. "I'm not that stupid. I'm doing this
for someone else. Actually, I didn't give this video to anyone else because she's your wife. So, I'm still
saving face for you." Cui Ming said. "Then... why did you keep it?" I was skeptical of Cui Ming's words.
"At least I had to let you see it, to let you experience the feeling, and also to give you evidence to confirm that your wife cheated on you."

Cui Ming said. "..." I was speechless. At this moment, I had no mood to punish Cui Ming. "I advise you to keep
this video. Maybe it will be useful to you."

"When did they start?" I don't know what I was thinking. I didn't answer
her question, but asked this question as if it were natural. "What do you mean? Having sex?"

"Yes." I went along with her and tacitly agreed. I really don't understand why I asked this question, but I
also vaguely wanted to know. What's wrong with me? There seems to be an indescribable feeling in my heart. I just want to
find out the truth. It seems like I'm not convinced. I'm a naturally combative person. Maybe that's what's wrong with me.
"I actually know that. Chen Jingyu told me herself. It was about 10 days ago."

"What happened? Why would he tell you?"

"Heh, you haven't had enough of watching the video yet? Well, I'll tell you then." Cui Ming said with a very relaxed expression. After listening
to Cui Ming's story, I didn't expect that Chen Jingyu's first time was actually done in such a shameless way...

Chapter 31

Cui Ming has been in this industry for many years and has encountered all kinds of people.
Nothing seems earth-shattering to her anymore. That's how hospitals are; they can hone a person's character to be incredibly calm.

When she told me what happened, it was like she was telling a story, as if I were just an ordinary
listener .

I still have to repeat myself. I've had a rich imagination since I was a child,
and I have a strong ability to construct images in my mind. This might be a special skill. So, through her narration, the scene at that time was clearly
reflected I don't know why I asked about what happened between Qi Jing and Chen Jingyu the first time. It seemed
like a casual question, or as if I knew something to measure. In short, I asked, and she told me,
but knowing would only bring endless pain. "You're too arrogant. I could tell from the look in your eyes when you entered the ward. You've made
a little money and you think you're all that. Can't you see the changes in your wife?" Cui Ming didn't directly tell me what happened, but
first commented on my actions. "I didn't think about it that way, at least I didn't think it was Chen Jingyu.
What does he have? I really don't believe Qi Jing would have a relationship with him. Maybe you're right, I'm too confident."
Normally I definitely wouldn't listen to what others said, even if I said it, I wouldn't agree in my heart. In Beijing, I believe
my connections can get me anywhere; nothing can stump me. Perhaps Cui Ming is right.
"Chen Jingyu?

Ha, Xu Bo, you're so naive. What does Chen Jingyu have? Let me tell you, you're ruined by looking down on
him.

Chen Jingyu isn't just anyone; he's a genius from Peking University's medical school. His abilities go without saying, and he's
incredibly arrogant . He's extremely charming in women's eyes—not just a pretty face, but a truly talented and charismatic man.
Those who don't know him are easily attracted to his unique charm. And Chen is very good..." " As for sex, putting everything else aside,
his skills in bed are unmatched." Cui Ming smiled slightly at the last sentence. I
understood what she meant; she suspected I couldn't even compare to him in that area… In that instant, I
recalled the sight of his disproportionately large penis in the bathroom, so unlike my slender and delicate frame… I let out a soft
sigh , unsure what to say. "From the moment we saw him talking to your wife, I knew he
had ulterior motives. My experience told me she would eventually be seduced, and look what happened—you saw it with your own eyes."

"When did it start?" I asked in a low voice. "You were already
somewhat ambiguous during your week in the hospital. Your mother-in-law also came to Chen Jingyu for a massage to treat her back injury. You probably don't know this, but Qi Jing
greatly admires him. It was only a matter of time before something happened."

"When did it come to this?"

"That day, I did something for Chen Jingyu, and he treated me to dinner. Chen Jingyu and I have always had a
good , not because we're particularly fond of each other, but because he needed something from me. That's just how he is, very opportunistic. And,
to be honest, we had a brief relationship. But it fizzled out; we both knew the other wasn't serious.

However, we still maintain a very good friendship, and he's always trusted me. I actually
noticed , but he just wouldn't admit it. That day, he had a few drinks,
and I tricked him into telling the truth." Chen and Cui were already quite open with each other, and after a few drinks, Chen opened up even more. He described the whole story to Cui Ming in great detail

, almost boastfully. What Cui Ming said was basically the same as what Luo Wei had said: Qi Jing and he first came into contact because of my illness, and later, when her mother sought his help for her back pain, the two of them kept communicating. Chen Jingyu deliberately showed off his best side to Qi Jing. Then, he shamelessly and bluntly asked to touch Qi Jing's breasts, and then that night, Chen Jingyu lifted Qi Jing's skirt . In fact, from that night on, their relationship was just one step away from crossing that line. They both seemed to have tacitly accepted this ambiguous relationship. Chen Jingyu could hug Qi Jing, kiss her, and even touch her breasts and even her private parts without restraint when Qi Jing was half-heartedly resisting. But Qi Jing always insisted on guarding that line and not crossing it. Chen Jingyu didn't force it too much, or perhaps he just didn't have the opportunity. Actually, it had already come to this point, and crossing that line was only a matter of time. Everyone thought so. From that day on, less than a week later, Qi Jing came to visit me at the hospital as usual. That day , I don't know... Was she intentionally preparing for something to happen? The weather was lovely, sunny, and spring truly seemed to be on its way. That day, Qi Jing wore a dark brown trench coat over a blue knit sweater, a grey pleated skirt, black stockings, and black flat boots—basically her favorite outfit. The skirt's length perfectly showcased the best part of her legs. I hadn't initially recognized it, but after she mentioned it, I remembered. Something was off; I just hadn't noticed at the time. That day, while Qi Jing was with me in the hospital room, she seemed preoccupied, aimlessly scrolling through her phone without a specific browsing target. She would sometimes pause on a webpage and stare blankly, as if lost in thought. I asked her what was wrong, why she seemed so distracted. She said nothing, just a little tired. I suggested she go home if she was tired, but she didn't leave immediately. She perked up and chatted with me about trivial things, her eyes seemingly avoiding my gaze. I noticed this at the time, but didn't think much of it. However, she spoke very gently, quite different from her usual outgoing personality. When greeting and talking to others in the ward, she also had a gentle smile and spoke softly and gently. That day, her long, flowing hair was loose and unrestrained, falling smoothly and gracefully, with some strands partially obscuring her cheeks. She rarely wore her hair down to work; it was usually neatly tied up or in a ponytail. Her eyelashes were long and upturned, her eyeliner was clearly defined, and light blue eyeshadow was applied around her eyes , the color transitioning naturally, but it was clear that it had been applied recently, as the mascara hadn't fully set. Her foundation was also applied evenly and appropriately, making her skin appear delicate and smooth. She had naturally good skin; even upon closer inspection...

I could see a tiny capillary pore. Qi Jing's makeup skills were practically expert-level; she'd spent
countless amounts . Makeup was more of a hobby for her, and she had a detailed understanding of cosmetics. Her friends and colleagues
loved exchanging makeup tips with her. After we chatted for a bit, she started to drift off again. I
looked noticed she maintained the same posture, her left leg crossed over her right, seemingly intentionally keeping her legs
as close together as possible. One hand rested on the part of her thigh that revealed her stockings, while the other lightly
supported her lower abdomen. Her waist was bent forward, and her back was pressed tightly against the back of the chair. She seemed to be intentionally
trying to minimize the amount of her buttocks touching the seat. I initially thought she was unwell, perhaps experiencing menstrual cramps,
but if that were the case, she would usually be pale, listless, and irritable. However, her complexion
was rosy and radiant; even makeup couldn't make it this obvious. Her eyes were bright
and clear, even without contact lenses, they appeared spirited and clear. However, her gaze was intentionally fixed on the ground, which didn't suggest
any discomfort. Judging from her complexion, she seemed full of energy and in high spirits, but she seemed to be deliberately
controlling her otherwise good mood. I asked her if she was feeling unwell, but she denied it, saying she was
n't. Since she wasn't, I didn't think much of it. But I never imagined that what had just happened
before had put her in this abnormal state…

I only understood what had happened after Cui Ming told me today. Qi Jing arrived at the hospital very early that day,
not to take her mother for a massage, nor to accompany me. In the morning, she contacted Chen Jingyu via WeChat. Actually, this
wasn't just Chen's problem. Since Qi Jing knew she couldn't violate her principles as a wife, she should have
completely cut off contact with him. Why did she give him that opportunity, allowing Chen Jingyu to touch her body?
Ultimately, for Qi Jing, a relatively simple woman, the fundamental reason was probably infatuation; she had fallen in love with
Chen Jingyu. Otherwise, she would never be the kind of person willing to take a fake relationship seriously. As for those who, like me, might
wonder how she could fall in love with such a spineless, despicable, and shameless doctor like Chen Jingyu, who has always been able to explain this
question In my eyes, he's a complete
idiot with no masculine charm. But perhaps, as Cui Ming said, in a woman's eyes, or rather in Qi Jing's eyes, he is a charming
man—learned, knowledgeable, handsome, eloquent, and with an extraordinary temperament. Then, at opportune moments, he
exaggeratedly showcased his expertise to Qi Jing, who knew nothing of it. This was his way of displaying his
charm woman. He could also sense that she appreciated his allure
, so he naturally intensified his display. In this way, he subtly deepened Qi Jing's impression of him. He used the same tricks not only on Qi Jing but also on other
women . This is the only way to explain Qi Jing's love for him; love, after all, is
inexplicable.

With such strong feelings for him, Qi Jing couldn't completely control her reason. Even with
Chen Jingyu's despicable behavior, she still made contacting him a habit. If
she didn't hear from him for a day, she felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something was missing. Chen Jingyu, being such a bastard,
shouldn't have crossed that line, since Qi Jing had already said that as a doctor, he should have basic morality and
stop bothering her. But on the contrary, Chen not only didn't give up but intensified his efforts. He probably
harbored a desire for revenge, contacting Qi Jing daily via WeChat. That day, around noon, Qi Jing's
phone rang with that standard notification tone unique to the software: "What are you doing?" A voice message from Chen Jingyu
appeared . She immediately opened it, and there was that nauseating, grating,
hoarse voice: "Just got off work, about to go get lunch. What about you?" Qi Jing typed a reply: "
Just finished my clinic, taking a break before going to lunch too." He replied with another voice message: "You must be exhausted. Did today go well?"

"Not bad. How are you today?"

"I'm alright, but my lower back has been a bit sore these past couple of days. I guess I've been quite busy, sitting in
front of the computer all the time, it's tiring."

"Are you coming to the hospital this afternoon?"

"Yes, I should."

"Then come over here, let me take a look at you. A few massages might help."

"Aren't you busy this afternoon?"

"It's alright, your business is the most important." His words were always so flippant. "Okay then,
I'll come see you a little earlier this afternoon."

I didn't know if Qi Jing was doing this on purpose. She used to tell me about her back and leg pains, saying
it might be hereditary, but I didn't pay much attention. Whenever she mentioned it, I would just tell her to go to the hospital to get it checked out. She was talking about this with
Chen Jingyu , and I didn't know if she had any other intentions. So, Qi Jing
left work early that afternoon and went directly to Chen Jingyu's office. He wasn't seeing patients in the afternoon. When she arrived at the office, Chen Jingyu was organizing medical records
as . Qi Jing pushed the door open and walked in.

"You're here, have a seat." He still had that indifferent attitude, always putting on that arrogant front first.
"Are you busy?" Qi Jing asked. "Almost done."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work." Qi Jing seemed to have gotten used to his attitude. Perhaps it was because
she was willing to give him that kind of face from the beginning that everything had turned out this way.

"Let's take care of you first. What's wrong?" Chen Jingyu asked while organizing the medical records. "Didn't I
tell you before? My back and whole body are sore. It's probably because I sit all day." Qi Jing stretched
her arms and said, "It's not 'maybe,' it's caused by your long hours of desk work. You should
exercise . You're not even thirty yet; the symptoms will be more obvious as you get older." Chen Jingyu
said seriously in her hoarse voice, "I'm already pretty tired after a day's work, where would I find the energy to exercise?"

"Then you're overdrawing your health. How can you be so irresponsible?" Chen said sternly. "...
Don't criticize me, I'm already feeling unwell." Qi Jing said in a slightly coquettish voice, "Lie down on the bed, I'll
do some massage to relieve the pain. You still need to exercise more in the future to truly cure it." After Chen Jingyu
finished speaking , she naturally reached out and pulled Qi Jing up, pointing to the massage bed behind her. "...Okay." Qi
Jing stood up and walked to the massage bed. "Do you want to take off your shoes?"

"Okay, take off your shoes."

The bed in his office was larger than the one in his clinic; it was supposedly reserved for high-ranking officials or people of status who sought his services.
The bed was prepared for the person in charge. Chen Jingyu's massage techniques were taught to him by his father and he was quite famous in the hospital,
so the leader placed such a bed in his office for him to hide on comfortably.

Qi Jing took off her trench coat and hung it on the coat rack next to her. Then she sat on the bed, unzipped the boots along the side, held the top of the
boots , and pulled them off. This
revealed her calves, exposing a pair of jade-like feet encased in black stockings. The bright red nail polish shone through the black stockings
. Qi Jing's feet were also of a class that matched her appearance perfectly. Her ankles were
about the same thickness as an average man's forearm, and there were almost no visible veins on the insteps. The skin was smooth and even,
and was slightly shorter than the previous one, creating a gradual decrease in length. The toe pads were full and rounded,
and the outer sides of the big and little toes were also of moderate thickness. They were truly a pair of jade-like feet. Once, when she was playing at the beach, she
was walking barefoot on the sand. A man opposite her stared at her feet and stole glances several times. If it weren't for my
hostile look at him, he probably would have stared for a while longer. I can't believe Qi Jing is innocent. Since
you went to him for a massage, why did you wear a skirt? Didn't you know it was inconvenient? Or did
you have ulterior motives? She laid her legs flat on the bed, then lay down, her head facing the door.

Chen Jingyu walked over and met her gaze. Qi Jing lay there,
her breasts still high and prominent. Her breasts were indeed very elastic; even lying down, they didn't sag,
still pushing her sweater up into two beautiful cones, like two mountain-like curves on her chest.

Qi Jing avoided his gaze somewhat shyly, placing her hands on her chest, intentionally protecting her
prominent breasts.

"Turn over, lie face down, I need to massage your lower back from behind," he said calmly, ignoring the awkwardness of their eye contact and Qi Jing's
deliberate attempts to cover herself, as if he had entered a doctor's mode.

"Okay," she said, turning over face down and back up, lying face down on the bed. Qi Jing's
back view was also incredibly alluring. Her beautiful long hair was styled into a pretty bun and secured with a hairpin
. The skin on the back of her neck was equally smooth and delicate, without a single wrinkle. Her shoulders were of moderate width, and from her neck,
two gently curving lines flowed smoothly to her arms. Her back tapered downwards to her waist, where
her figure became noticeably slender. The width of her back and hips were roughly the same, but due to the thicker
fat , they appeared higher than her back, and even through her skirt, the rounded outlines of her buttocks were visible. Her
legs were pressed tightly together, and her two long, beautiful legs needed no further explanation. Her feet were naturally pointed, and because she was wearing
stockings, the connection between her legs and feet was natural, making her legs appear even longer. Because of her tall figure, the stockings didn't bunch up at all when she lay there
; her legs, hips, and waist completely filled the space in the pantyhose.

Many women wear stockings nowadays, but to wear them without looking bulky or loose,
perfectly highlighting the beautiful lines of the legs, truly requires a certain level of physical fitness. Wearing stockings
, in my opinion, is a profound art. Some women are not tall, and their legs are bulky and full, with fat piled up on
their calves like two fleshy mounds, almost no curve between the ankle and calf, and their thighs are incredibly plump,
the fat on their thighs swaying slightly with each step. The proportion of their legs to their upper body is roughly 50/50
. This is when stockings are stretched to their horizontal limit. I suggest that women with this leg shape should not wear black stockings, as it will
accentuate the flaws and lack any aesthetic appeal. Stockings cannot make every woman's legs look long and sexy;
of course, this is just my personal opinion. Qi Jing's legs are the type that can maximize the function of stockings; her thighs
can fit together perfectly, and the gap between her calves is very slight. Chen Jingyu placed her hands on Qi Jing's
waist . At this moment, Qi Jing began to feel nervous, as if she also realized that something was about to happen
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