【Don't offend that doctor】(Part 2) (32-40) Author: ouyangxue

Author: ouyangxue
Word Count: 49882

Chapter 32

At this moment, Chen Jingyu and Qi Jing suggested a massage to relieve Qi Jing's lower back pain and fatigue.
From the beginning, I roughly understood what was going to happen. The two were alone in a room. Qi Jing,
wearing a skirt, revealed more than half of her thighs and feet clad in black stockings, lying on the bed in front of Chen Jingyu.

That day, Qi Jing wore a pair of moderately thick black pantyhose, suitable for the season. The stockings were clearly
of high quality, which accentuated her legs even more. Half of her skin was visible, shimmering with a delicate luster,
without any uneven color. They felt particularly soft and comfortable, tightly taut against her body, exaggerating her
perfect leg shape.

Her lower body had a particularly strong presence because of the pantyhose. Since the stockings clung
tightly to her body, even when she didn't move, the soft material of the stockings created a
particularly comfortable friction against her skin. Normally, she wouldn't notice, but now, lying face down on the bed, pressed against the surface, the
sensation was incredibly intense. Her thighs were richly innervated, and the reflexes from being touched sent directly to her
private parts between her legs.

Chen Jingyu touched her body at this moment, regardless of the reason. Cui Ming bluntly stated that
Chen Jingyu was an extremely lustful person. Even more dangerous and terrifying was his profound understanding of women's bodies. He could

use his professional techniques to quickly locate non-private areas that would elicit a strong

reaction upon touch, and then shamelessly and intentionally touch those areas more often.
Even I didn't understand Qi Jing's body with such clarity and detail, yet he did…

Chen Jingyu first pinched her waist through her sweater. Even
through felt distinct, a soft, firm layer of fat that wasn't bony, but
without any excess fat. After grasping her waist, he pressed two acupoints on her lower back with his thumb,
then pressed down. Qi Jing immediately felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, and her waist seemed to magically stretch.
The fatigue she had felt earlier was greatly relieved. Then, Chen Jingyu focused on these
acupoints and began to gently knead them with his strong hands, applying moderate pressure. Chen Jingyu's technique
was indeed skillful. With his massage, Qi Jing felt incredibly relaxed. The soreness
eased with each massage, and the tense muscles in her body unconsciously began to relax. The slight
distrust and shyness she had felt earlier also subsided. She trusted him and allowed him to use his techniques on her,
secretly admiring him. The family's traditional techniques were truly effective; no wonder her mother
praised them so highly.

At this point, Chen Jingyu's thoughts were completely different from Qi Jing's. From the beginning, he never had
the intention to fully treat her. In the past few days, the disdain and deliberate hostility I showed him when he came to the ward had intensified.
Although there hadn't been any conflict, he was extremely disgusted by the way I looked at him;
it was obvious to everyone that we both disliked each other. The other patients in the ward advised me not to do that,
not to offend that doctor, that I was still hospitalized, and that it wouldn't do me any good to have someone who knew my condition.
They said it wasn't worth the extra money; this leg injury wasn't a minor matter, and that I could easily develop chronic problems later.

I knew I was recovering quickly, and he couldn't do anything to my injury anymore, but I didn't know if their
advice had any hidden meaning. I still couldn't believe he would use such a method to retaliate against me.

Today, he invited Qi Jing for a massage, having already planned it all out. This was a rare
opportunity… After massaging Qi Jing's lower back for a few minutes, he asked, "How does it feel?"

"Hmm, it's quite comfortable, it really works," Qi Jing replied. "It definitely will work, just lie down."
After saying that, Chen Jingyu moved his hand down about ten centimeters, to a
spot slightly above her buttocks. The clothes she was wearing had changed from a sweater to a skirt. Chen Jingyu didn't explain anything and began kneading
that area. Qi Jing felt a slight stirring in her heart, realizing that this area had also been effective, but
she didn't think anything else.

However, after pressing on this area a few times, Chen Jingyu moved his hand further down, this time placing
his entire palm on Qi Jing's buttocks, the area with the most concentrated fat. He then
pressed and massaged it clockwise. Qi Jing immediately felt a jolt, as if an electric current
emanated from there, stimulating her genitals along her buttocks. She felt as if her entire vagina had been struck by that
current , a tingling sensation extending deep into her body. She couldn't help but tremble. "
What are you doing?!" Qi Jing looked up and said, "I'm doing a massage. What's wrong?"

"...Do I need to do this here?"

"Of course, this is to soothe you. What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Chen Jingyu
replied calmly. "I feel a little strange. Are you taking advantage of me?"

"You're overthinking it. Do I need to take advantage of you like this? It's not like I haven't touched you before. Lie down properly,"
Chen Jingyu said. In fact, he knew what he was thinking, but he still pretended to be serious. What a bastard!

"...What are you saying?" Qi Jing felt her face burning, but she still believed Chen Jingyu was
giving her a massage, so she lay down again. However, Chen Jingyu's technique was really hard for her to bear.
Every time he pressed her buttocks, a similar electric current would surge through her vagina. As she lay
there , she couldn't help but recall the bizarre dream she had a few days ago—
the dream where Chen Jingyu massaged her after she fell. Her body felt somewhat similar to that dream, and thinking about it
made face even hotter. Then Chen Jingyu moved his hands down a little further. She was afraid he would touch
her buttocks directly, but he didn't. Instead, he placed his hands on her thighs,
opened his palms, and placed his thumbs and forefingers on either side of her thighs, pinching towards the center. Then he moved
down an inch and repeated the same action. This pinching of her thighs through her stockings made her feel even more like
the scene in her dream, and her body felt closer to that dream. Her legs felt the soft material of the stockings...
His kneading produced an even more pleasurable sensation, and his thighs also released pressure that traveled towards her genitals.
The sensation inside her vagina was very pronounced; the vaginal walls itched with the stimulation, and at the same time,
her vagina felt hollow. With each pinch, the itch was stimulated by the electric current transmitted from his legs, providing
a momentary, slight comfort, but the tingling sensation would quickly intensify. Qi Jing felt she could no longer
lie calmly on the bed, and involuntarily swayed her body, then slightly raised her buttocks.
This was an uncontrollable movement, forced by her conscious mind; raising her buttocks seemed to
make . Chen Jingyu's hand had already reached her ankles, and he naturally
felt Qi Jing's change, which was exactly what this bastard had expected. Watching Qi Jing's buttocks slightly rise with each of his
movements, he couldn't help but reveal a sinister and smug smile.

On the surface, he continued his actions as if nothing had happened.
After , he grasped Qi Jing's feet and pressed on acupoints on the soles of her feet through her stockings.
He knew these acupoints like the back of his hand, and with just that one press, Qi Jing felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, her blood rushing
through veins. Then, he continued the same pinching motion upwards from her ankles. Qi Jing lay there,
and as he pinched closer to her genitals, the range of motion increased.

He knew that this wasn't Qi Jing intentionally sticking her buttocks up, but rather that his touch on her sensitive areas was
causing a reaction that she couldn't bear. Involuntarily adjusting her posture to obtain a stronger
stimulation , he changed his kneading technique as he moved past her calves to her thighs. His entire palm
rested on her thighs, becoming a gentle caress. He knew that a woman's thighs were rich in nerve endings, and
a caress with appropriate pressure and technique could be a powerful stimulus.

Qi Jing also felt the change in his movements. This direct caress sent a stronger
electric current through her legs. The feeling from her dream that day perfectly matched reality. A liquid
slowly flowed out of her vagina, and she felt her usually inconspicuous clitoris come into play, gaining a sense of presence within her body and
rapidly erecting. This organ is an incredibly powerful controller; once the clitoris is activated, the whole body
is unable to resist entering a state of intense desire. Although she tried her best to control her legs, they still parted slightly to
the sides , and she involuntarily let out a sound expressing her body's state, "Ah~".
This was a signal that her body craved stimulation. Her breasts, as if seizing the opportunity, responded from below
, becoming full and tight around her bra, and her nipples also became erect.

Chen Jingyu saw this moment and knew that the time had come. The slight
gap created by Qi Jing's legs parting slightly to the sides and the soft moan from her mouth were both telling him this. So, without any hesitation, he
reached his hand, which was resting on her inner thigh, directly inside Qi Jing's skirt. His hand first touched
the butterfly-crotch pantyhose she was wearing, the part made of a different material from her legs. It felt like an embossed pattern, something he
had told Cui Ming himself, saying that Qi Jing had told him that this type of pantyhose was called a butterfly crotch or bikini crotch.

Then, his longest middle finger accurately found her vaginal area, and without any hesitation, he
probed into her vagina through the pantyhose and underwear. "Ah~!" Qi Jing felt
all the nerves in her vagina instantly activated when his finger touched her, and her body trembled.

After all, Qi Jing was not a promiscuous woman, and this was something she had never experienced before. She
had never thought of doing such a thing with another man. For many years, no other man had touched her
body except for me.

But since Chen Jingyu shamelessly touched her a few days ago, she had undergone a subtle change in her mind and body,
feeling somewhat guilty, and also experiencing a little indescribable excitement. However, this was ultimately an immoral act.
Although she felt a strong liking for Chen Jingyu, and he had already touched her body before, and her body was
indeed reacting strongly, she still quickly raised her upper body, pressed her thighs together in a side-lying
position, supported her body with one hand, turned her head to look at Chen Jingyu, and at the same time grabbed
Chen Jingyu "What are you doing!" Qi Jing asked nervously, her eyes somewhat glazed
. "Be good, don't move," Chen Jingyu said softly, then took a step forward, reached out and hugged Qi
Jing's neck from behind, then put her mouth to hers and pressed her lips together. Before she could react, her tongue entered
her mouth and intertwined with hers, they French kissed. Meanwhile, his hand, which was inside her skirt, completely
ignored Qi Jing's protests and continued to roughly probe into her vagina. "Dr. Chen,
please don't do this!" Qi Jing pleaded, pulling her mouth away from his. "Be a good girl, and I promise
I'll make you feel really good," Chen's hoarse voice trembled. He knew that Qi Jing's resistance
was just a form of pangs of conscience. As he spoke, he moved his middle finger inside her vaginal opening. Even
through the pantyhose, he could feel the fluid overflowing from Qi Jing's vagina soaking his finger. This
experienced man understood what it meant. Qi Jing's resistance was completely futile. As he continued
to probe Qi Jing's vagina, he turned his body onto the bed, pressing his entire body against Qi Jing's...

"Don't do this~" Qi Jing couldn't control her voice either. Her eyes were glazed, her face flushed,
and she spoke with habitual excitement and trembling. Chen's fingers seemed to be teasing her vagina with just the right amount of force. Qi Jing felt her labia desperately
turning outwards. Her entire vagina was like a city gate wide open, with the flood inside surging outwards.
The entire vaginal wall was unbearably itchy. She could clearly feel that her clitoris was erect to its limit, urgently
needing strong friction to respond. After she finished speaking, she could no longer make a normal sound. Her whole body was like
dry tinder, eagerly waiting for a raging fire to release her energy. If this desire could not be released, it might
take her life. As Chen Jingyu's weight pressed down on her, Qi Jing closed her dazed eyes,
her lips slightly parted as she breathed heavily. Her body seemed drained of strength; she let out a soft, painful groan, "Ugh..."
before collapsing limply back onto the bed with his body. Seeing Qi Jing, Chen Jingyu understood she was now completely at his
mercy. Without hesitation, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, revealing Qi Jing completely naked.
Her back was exposed to him, and he roughly ripped her sweater off her head and
threw it on the ground. This loosened half of Qi Jing's neatly styled hair,
leaving only a few bra straps clinging to her skin, with slight
lines around the straps. Chen Jingyu didn't unhook her bra; he simply reached inside and pulled down,
causing the bra to slip down as if afraid of him.

Her incredibly full and perky breasts were fully exposed. Chen Jingyu greedily grabbed
one of Qi Jing's breasts immediately. This wasn't the first time he had touched her breasts, but today they looked exceptionally beautiful.
The two nipples stood erect and adorable in the center of her areolas. He quickly kneaded them with his hand, desperately feeling
the soft and plump texture of Qi Jing's breasts. A man's attraction to a woman's breasts seems to be an innate instinct. Touching
them seemed to bring him indescribable comfort and satisfaction, especially for a
woman like Qi Jing with such beautiful breasts. This double impact of sight and touch, the feeling of merging with a strong feminine aura,
quickly spread throughout his body, and then his penis responded even more strongly. Chen Jingyu removed his hand from Qi Jing's vagina,
then pulled up her skirt. In an instant, he saw the entire
pantyhose . The pantyhose had no dividing line at the top of the thighs, but the crotch area was made of a
thicker bikini-like patterned material, which, like the legs, clung tightly to her lower body,
revealing the pink lace panties underneath. Thus, Qi Jing's entire lower body, clad in pantyhose, was displayed before him
. Chen was so excited that he couldn't help but swallow hard, and then frantically
ran , letting his hand feel the sensation of her wearing such beautiful stockings against her skin. While touching Qi Jing's buttocks, he
used his other hand to take off his white coat and throw it on the ground, then quickly unbuckled his belt and
pulled off his lower garments all at once, exposing his genitals.

He gently turned Qi Jing's shoulder, making her lie on her back on the bed. The two looked at each other, their
eyes unfocused. Qi Jing avoided his gaze, but when she saw his fully erect
penis, she couldn't help but gasp. Like most people, she hadn't expected this handsome, slender
doctor to have such a large penis, just like the one she'd seen in the video—dark and glossy,
with dense veins crisscrossing and bulging, like a network of muscles coiled from top to bottom, fiercely
pointing . The glans was a deep purple, standing proudly and menacingly. This might be the first time Qi Jing
had ever seen , especially a fully erect one, completely different from what she had imagined.
Qi Jing felt a mixture of excitement and unease; was this enormous thing about to enter her
body ...?

Chapter 33:

Chen Jingyu, slightly drunk, chatted animatedly with Cui Ming, his usual seriousness fading,
replaced by a hint of smugness, utterly shameless. For them, this kind of thing seemed commonplace
; there was nothing they couldn't talk about with close friends. Chen Jingyu, initially appearing upright,
revealed his true nature after a few drinks. Cui Ming now told me basically the same thing. Chen Jingyu said that he immediately pulled down
Qi Jing's pantyhose and underwear, tossing them aside. "Ah!~" Qi Jing cried out in
alarm , her genitals directly exposed before him. She quickly and shyly closed her legs.

He had seen Qi Jing's genitals before, but this time he was staring at them more directly.

Chen Jingyu, his eyes filled with a ferocious greed, reached out and first pried open Qi Jing's tightly closed legs. Then, staring at Qi
Jing's vaginal area, he said to Cui Ming, "Looking at that part of her exposed in front of me,
I feel incredibly satisfied." Chen said with a smug expression, "Look at your little bit of excitement,
like . Is it really that big of a deal?" Cui Ming scoffed at him, "No, this time is different. You don't know,
I've been feeling really upset these past few days. That bastard of a man, he started picking a fight with me on his first day here. He
thinks . He's always so arrogant and disdainful. I can't stand
people like that. There are very few patients like that. He has no basic respect, and he's never said a word to me that I
like." "He complained to me twice, and I've been putting up with it for more than a day or two! So, the
moment I saw his wife's 'vagina'... I felt both excited and relieved! An indescribable sense of pleasure!!" Chen Jingyu took
a big gulp of beer, and at the end, he couldn't help but swear. He usually doesn't swear and tries to be elegant, but
when he told Cui Ming that he saw Qi Jing's vagina, he used the most vulgar and direct words to describe female sexual organs,
speaking in a vicious tone. He described it to Cui Ming in great detail, and my mind also reflected that scene. He
saw a neat and thick patch of pubic hair, only part of which was wet with some kind of liquid and stuck together. In the center
were two pink labia half-closed together, and through the gap, you could vaguely see the tender
and moist . Regarding Qi Jing's vagina, this is what he said to Cui Mingyuan: To be honest, he
could tell at a glance that it had not been excessively damaged, had a simple sexual history, and had definitely not given birth. It was a very beautiful
butterfly shape, with labia of moderate size and thickness, naturally and evenly separated on both sides, quite firm, with the labia minora slightly everted,
only a glimpse of the tenderness inside could be vaguely seen, and the skin inside was extremely pink.
Every was clear and distinct, densely packed on the surface. Without even going in, just looking was enough to tell. His already swollen, erect
penis, feeling almost unbearable, would experience an instant, blissful
sensation . Her full labia majora and minora, along with the smooth, pinkish skin inside, clung tightly to his equally sensitive
penis. Firstly, the tightness of her labia allowed them to fit perfectly against his penis, which was also related to
his own penis. Secondly, the texture inside—the numerous tiny fleshy buds on the vaginal walls—
created a particularly strong friction against the glans…

Chen Jingyu said he was somewhat stunned at the time. He said that Qi Jing's vagina, without exaggeration, was no less beautiful than that
of the young nurses he had dated.
Although it possessed a unique charm—full and abundant. The nectar flowing from within had lubricated her entire vulva,
even extending to the anus, where only a small, dark ring radiated outwards from the center.
This is precisely the state of a woman blossoming to her fullest, the most beautiful time of her life. Chen Jingyu said that
at even a saint would be unable to restrain himself. After watching for a while, it seemed as if her vagina was emitting
a magnetic force opposite to his penis, as if his penis was pulling his body, and he rushed straight towards Qi Jing's
vagina predator. At this moment, Qi Jing almost lost her senses, her eyes
looking at Chen Jingyu with tension, confusion, and shyness. When she had just witnessed Chen's erect penis, she felt a slight fear in her heart.
To be honest , it wasn't because her size was small, but because Chen's was indeed beyond the size of an average man, especially
after erection. His foreskin was stretched back to the base of his penis, almost revealing the true state of his penis.
Most of the area only had a thin layer of foreskin, which was basically transparent. This was probably
due to his high level of male hormones and the high degree of erection.

Qi Jing witnessed this enormous thing, feeling both nervous and excited. Nervous because it was the first time
she had seen another man's penis, and she wondered if such a large size could withstand entering her body. Excited
because of the incredible firmness and strength of this object; the thought of it entering her vagina, which was already desperately craving
fullness the walls of her vagina so intensely seeking friction, would bring such intense
pleasure. Chen proudly stated that he hadn't used his hands to help, but relied solely on the hardness of his erection
to forcefully penetrate her. His glans paused briefly against Qi Jing's labia minora, and he immediately felt that her
vagina was even larger than he had imagined. It was so tight that if his erection hadn't been strong enough, it probably
wouldn't have been easy to enter without his hands. After a slight adjustment, he gently rubbed the head of his penis against the outside of Qi Jing's labia minora a few times,
and then , with a slight thrust of his waist, he instantly opened her incredibly elastic vaginal opening. His entire penis then pressed
against the vaginal wall and filed in. The skin inside Qi Jing's
vagina The temperature of the vaginal walls was slightly lower than his penis, perhaps due to the seepage of bodily fluids. Chen Jing felt
a slight coolness. The skin inside her vagina was as tight as her vulva, clinging tightly to his penis.
The feeling of pleasure was almost heavenly...

"Ouch~" Qi Jing almost screamed the moment he entered. "Be gentle! Why are you so
rough ?!" Chen said, Qi Jing's moan was a complaint tinged with tears. With a sob in her voice, I couldn't help but
quickly recall in my mind, no, never. Qi Jing had never done it in front of me,
not even when it was her first time, when she was still a virgin. Perhaps it was because I was considerate of her feelings and proceeded gently...

But what Chen Jingyu said to Qi Jing next completely shattered my
self I felt an urge to take him down with me. Cui Ming didn't care about my feelings at all; it seemed like he was just
doing it for his own momentary pleasure, but what she said was probably true. But Chen's words were an
absolute ! Maybe I was just torturing myself, insisting on
thinking about that painful direction, but I couldn't control my thoughts. "Does it hurt? Unbelievable, you're still like a virgin! It

's not fully opened yet, it's okay, it'll feel good in a while," Chen Jingyu said as he inserted his penis into Qi Jing's
vagina . He also repeated this to Cui Ming!

"...I'll fuck your ancestors, Chen Jingyu!!" One hand was under the table, gripping my
pants , as if I wanted to crush them. I don't know if Cui Ming could tell, but I felt my
whole body trembling uncontrollably. I wasn't there when Chen Jingyu said this; he wasn't intentionally saying it for me to hear,
but it perfectly reflected his true feelings. The implication behind his words was that Qi Jing's
vagina was tight, but the reason for this was her lack of sexual experience; she hadn't had sex with anyone else.

Only I, at least before Chen, had absolute certainty in this regard.

Therefore, her sexual experience must be naive, but after all, she married me. For years, I've actually accepted that her
vagina doesn't feel loose, mainly because she hasn't given birth and is still relatively young, but it's not
that tight. However, today, after Chen entered her, his comment about her vagina—that she was practically like
a virgin, not fully open—is something I simply cannot accept! My immediate thought was that because
Qi Jing has only ever been with me, and because my penis is small, it didn't stretch her vagina open enough, so today
when Chen Jingyu entered her, she felt pain… This is the ultimate trampling on a man's dignity, and
I won't forgive him!! I won't forgive him!

What did Qi Jing feel? Why did she make those sounds? Although I'm reluctant to admit it, I understand it
's true. The moment Chen Jingyu entered, her vaginal opening must have felt an unprecedented, immense impact. Perhaps
… it was a completely different feeling from mine. Although she was somewhat prepared when she saw Chen's penis,
it still surprised her. She felt something hot and hard rubbing against her labia a few times, and
she found it very comfortable. The hardness and temperature touching her slightly itchy labia was a strange kind of
comfort. However, unexpectedly, after just a few simple rubs, she suddenly felt something enormous and
rough forcefully force open a passage in her vaginal opening, and then she felt an incredibly hard… The object instantly
filled her entire lower body. The emptiness she had felt moments before, the longing to be possessed,
was suddenly and completely taken over, to an extreme degree. A powerful sense of fullness welled up within her.
The object's hardness exceeded her comprehension; it seemed to be covered with intricate, intertwined bones, its touch
on the incredibly itchy walls of her vagina, which had just been teased, felt incredibly pleasurable. However, because the skin on her vaginal walls was so delicate,
it seemed unable to withstand this hardness. Combined with the unprecedented
dilation , she experienced a mixture of pain and pleasure, which is why she let out that scream, "Be
gentle!" Qi Jing ignored Chen Jingyu's teasing and commentary, instead ordering
him He didn't respond to Qi Jing's words again, but instead officially entered the state. He used his waist and abdomen to thrust his penis in
and out of Qi Jing's vagina, relying on the sensation of contact and friction against her vaginal walls to
relieve his extreme desire. I can imagine
the state , his erect, slightly throbbing penis rubbing against her soft skin, especially the glans.
Each time, he would deliberately retreat to the entrance of her vagina, intentionally rubbing the tight opening against his cleft
before entering to feel the lubrication of her vaginal walls. He looked at Qi Jing's expression; her features were contorted in
pain, her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, and he could see that her evenly applied eyeshadow was
slightly smudged due to the congealing. Her expression of both pain and pleasure was even more pronounced because of her makeup. And
I knew that Qi Jing's moans, like her voice, were quite beautiful. "Ah~" "Oh...!"

Her jade lips parted slightly, emitting a moan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure. This was perhaps her
true . The strength of Chen Jingyu's penis exceeded her imagination. The hard and huge penis
rubbed against the skin inside her vagina, making her vaginal walls, which were originally itchy, feel incredibly comfortable. The
huge thing that had seemed somewhat frightening just now did not seem so scary. She had never felt her vagina could achieve such a strong sense of fullness.
Moreover, the thrusting caused by its huge size would vibrate her labia minora at a greater speed, and
the vibration would reach the most sensitive part of her lower body, her clitoris, to the greatest extent. This was the most sensitive spot.
Her clitoris, no longer erect and prominent from Chen Jingyu's stimulation, was now
experiencing unprecedented stimulation from the vibrations and friction caused by the movement of her labia. The fullness inside her vagina, the friction within the walls, and the
perfectly timed vibrations and gentle caresses of her clitoris—these three sensations combined to create an almost
unbearable numb
and tingling. Qi Jing gripped the white sheet tightly, unable to control herself from
expressing this wonderful feeling through her moans, "Ah…!! Uh~!!" filling the room.
Chen Jingyu even had to remind her to lower her voice, but Qi Jing couldn't control herself and could only cover her mouth with her right hand,
creating a soundproof barrier.

Seeing her like this, Chen Jingyu felt even more smug, filled with immense pride. He knew that Qi
Jing's true enjoyment during sex was captivating—from her furrowed brows and delicate features
to the way her slender fingers, adorned with vibrant nail polish, covered her mouth… He had seen it before, and it
certainly gave men a strong sense of pride. Chen Jingyu had also told Cui Ming that Qi Jing possessed an extraordinary talent, unconsciously
controlling her body to alleviate the fatigue of the same position for the man. He said that when he leaned down to kiss her
, she would cooperate, her tongue intertwining with his, and she would even let out a beautiful moan in the brief moments of respite. Chen said that
when he kissed her neck, she would tilt her head back forcefully, while simultaneously reaching out to gently stroke his hair. When
he reached out to knead her breasts, whether intentionally or unintentionally, her expression would become more conflicted,
and her moans would become more exaggerated, as if her breasts were her absolute weakness. Qi Jing told me that her
breasts are extremely sensitive to touch. Whether or not they've had sex, even a slight pinch or rub sends her body into a tingling,
numbing sensation, especially around her genitals and inner thighs. She said that when she's out wearing stockings, you should never touch her breasts, as
the friction between her legs and the stockings amplifies the sensation, making it difficult to stand upright. Touching
her breasts during sex is even more unbearable; this is a secret only I know. Even so, Qi Jing doesn't
give up easily . She uses two fingertips to tease his nipples. Men's nipples have a very dense network of nerve endings,
and stimulation at this time enhances the sexual experience. I taught her this, and she
remembered . Perhaps this is truly her natural talent as a woman. Chen said that although Qi Jing is very beautiful and has
excellent abilities and understanding, her endurance in sex is average. Before he even felt anything, after about twenty minutes,
her voice was already trembling with pain. "Oh, I can't take it anymore! I really can't..." Chen said, seeing
her like this only fueled his desire, making him even more eager to see what she would do when she truly couldn't take it anymore. So he
increased his pace, thrusting faster and faster. Qi Jing's voice was almost a scream
as she gripped Chen's arm tightly, her sharp nails digging into his flesh. Her body writhed, her hair disheveled from
the constant twisting, scattered around her body, some of it obscuring her face
. Her surrendering appearance was quite pathetic, and she finally groaned and pleaded with tears in her eyes, "Oh~" "

I really can't take it anymore, please, spare me, ah, ah, ah!!..." Chen said he couldn't bear
to take advantage of a naive young woman like this for the first time, so he wanted to finish quickly. However, Qi Jing
was quite rational and could sense that he was about to reach climax. So she seriously suggested that he not ejaculate inside. Chen
originally wanted to finish in one go, but he said that Qi Jing had made a very serious request: either wear a condom or don't ejaculate, she
really couldn't. Seeing her conflicted yet serious expression, Chen boasted to Cui Ming that he was a gentleman who respected women.
So he got up, took a condom from his cabinet, put it on, and immediately began his final thrust. It seemed that Qi
Jing's claim that she couldn't take it anymore was not an exaggeration, but rather that her fighting ability was indeed far inferior to Chen's, and she had to give in.
Chen said that when he was thrusting, Qi Jing's eyes were filled with terror, her hands tightly gripping his wrists,
almost screaming in pain, "Ah, ah, ah...!" "As Chen ejaculated, she felt as if her entire body had gone
numb. When he withdrew from her, her legs were incredibly weak and drooped uncontrollably, one
even landing limply on the edge of the bed. She couldn't even move back onto the bed, and remained paralyzed on the bed for a long time , unable
to get up, tears streaming down her face. Chen Jingyu said that Qi Jing's tolerance was too low; even after she had dressed, Qi
Jing still couldn't get up, remaining limp on the bed like a ball of cotton. It was Chen who helped her up, and she could barely
sit up. Qi Jing wasn't doing this intentionally; her body truly felt as if it had been drained of all its energy. She had never experienced such a strong
impact before; his penis was so hard, and so quickly inside her body..." The friction was unbearable for the delicate skin of her vaginal
walls , but the immense fullness and the electric-like pleasure generated by the friction
brought her to a state she had almost never experienced before. She never imagined this quiet doctor could be so
powerful. That limp, powerless state was actually very comfortable, like floating on a cloud. Chen Jingyu said that Qi Jing
had been weakly clutching her lower abdomen, saying she had no strength left to move and asked Chen to help her put on her clothes.

Chen patiently picked up the clothes that had been carelessly thrown away from the ground, then helped her put on her bra, panties, and
pantyhose , then her top and skirt, and finally her boots. Only then could Qi Jing...
She struggled to her feet. Although she said she was weak, her complexion was rosy and she seemed happy.

"How are you feeling?" Chen couldn't help but put his arm around Qi Jing's shoulder and ask. Qi Jing still hadn't
fully recovered. He thought she wouldn't respond, but her response was
the most exhilarating thing he had ever heard in his life. He described his feelings in two words: "Exhilarating!" He
was extremely proud when he told Cui Ming about it! As for me, it was the most humiliating and devastating
thing . I had never experienced such a blow. Hearing it made my dignity plummet to rock bottom!

"I've never felt so comfortable in my life!" That was Qi Jing's response to Chen... After Cui Ming and I finished saying
this, the expression on her face didn't change. We weren't friends, and we even had some indirect resentment, so
her reaction was normal. I took a deep drag on my cigarette, pondering Qi Jing's words as if in self-torture…

Cui Ming smiled slightly, then stood up. “That's all I know. What happens next is your
problem. Why bother asking me these questions? Sometimes, you shouldn't take trivial matters in life too
seriously ; it only adds to your suffering!” With that, she left her seat. I remained seated
, not moving, not saying a word. My mind was indeed blank, stunned by those words. After leaving, Cui Ming
turned back, took something from her bag, and placed it on the table. “Also, didn't you ask me how I filmed
that video? Here, take this. It might be useful.” She handed two banknotes to
the waiter and walked straight out the door, leaving me alone staring at the box she left on the table…

Chapter 34

“Wait!” My mind was a mess, but seeing Cui Ming get up to leave,
I called . I felt I still had something to ask her, but I didn't know what to ask. She mentioned this, and
I didn't know… "Is there anything else?" Cui Ming stopped and turned around with a slight smile.
"...What's this?" I told her to stop, but I didn't know where to begin. "Didn't I tell you? You
asked me where the video came from. Open it and see for yourself," Cui Ming said with a smile, but she didn't sit down
to continue talking to me. "Can I have the video?" I asked. "Why? To keep evidence that's in your favor?

I don't get involved in this kind of thing. It has nothing to do with me, so I won't give it to you. Delete it now.
" After saying that, she tapped a few times on her phone screen. I didn't see if she actually deleted the video. "Then
why are you giving me this?" I asked, frowning. "If you want any evidence, you can find it yourself. You don't need to come to
me for it. It's up to you whether you use it or not." After saying that, Cui Ming lifted her bag up and turned to walk out the door. I
didn't stop her anymore. She had said enough. Watching Cui Ming's figure disappear into the distance, I really felt like I was dreaming.
Did everything she just said have anything to do with me? In that instant, I kept asking myself these questions...

…Yes, it's related. The woman's name is Qi Jing, and she's my wife? Why did she do this to me! Why did she have sex with Chen Jingyu
…

? Yes, they had sex. It was the ultimate act of intimacy between a man and a woman. Chen Jingyu inserted
his genitals into my wife's vagina.

Her vagina has never been seen by anyone outside the family, not even her parents after she came of age. This is
a woman's most sacred and inviolable territory, and only I have the right to see and touch it. And
now, another person enjoys the same rights as me…

I really didn't want to think about this, but my thoughts were completely out of my control. This is probably due to my personality.
Sometimes I'm very easygoing, and sometimes I'm very serious, so the more upset I am, the more I think about it.

"Sir, do you… need any help?" I didn't even see a young male waiter come up to me
and politely say, "No, thank you." I said impatiently, "You don't look well.
Just call us if you need any help." The waiter said this somewhat fearfully, placed a glass of warm water in front of me, and then turned and left.
He saw that I looked unwell and was worried that something might be wrong, so he came over to inquire. I felt dizzy,
my legs felt light, my fingertips were numb, my stomach was churning, and I felt nauseous. I knew I must
look terrible, and I didn't dare stand up immediately, afraid I'd collapse.

I sat there, struggling to pick up my water glass, and forced a sip of hot water. I had to stay
calm in this situation, sit there and calm myself down. I tried to tell myself to stay calm, even though I was
mentally prepared, it was impossible to remain calm after hearing the situation. Anyone would be the same. I lit a cigarette and
reluctantly fell into deep thought again. I never imagined that my life would change so drastically in just one month
. What was the reason? I didn't understand, I just couldn't figure it out. How could Qi Jing have changed so much?
Cui Ming and Luo Wei had both mentioned it, and I wondered about it myself, but who can truly understand emotions?

The only thing I could think of was that Qi Jing had met someone she rarely encountered before
. Maybe, as Cui Ming said, Chen Jingyu had an unusual
charm . Was I being too subjective? Would a woman like someone like that? Cui Ming said that in women's eyes, he was handsome,
knowledgeable, and profoundly refined. Perhaps the saying "beauty loves hero" has some philosophical merit; nowadays, men
are valued their professional qualities than their fighting abilities. In Qi Jing's eyes, his talent was enough to inspire her
admiration. This is how relationships between women and men work. Qi Jing approached Chen Jingyu with a request
, while Chen approached her for her beauty. He exaggerated his outstanding qualities,

making him appear even more impressive in Qi Jing's eyes than he actually was. He was also adept at reading people's expressions
; a seasoned prodigy like him could detect subtle changes in Qi Jing. Qi Jing
, facing a type she had never encountered before and who wasn't averse to him, was in a
dangerous situation . Some people ask why Qi Jing fell in love with Chen Jingyu. Love is something that can't be explained.
Sometimes, a woman may not intend to cheat, but after prolonged contact and understanding with a man, she
is very likely to be unconsciously attracted to his aura. This might be a biological trait. Qi Jing's feelings for
Chen Jingyu aren't hard to understand. What I see as pretentious,
hypocritical, and disgusting, she sees as learned, erudite, and possessing a profound and refined air—the kind of man who is truly capable and charming.
Even if I try to argue, it's useless. Men and women have different perspectives, and no one can
truly I placed my left hand on the table and my right hand on my chin, trying to appear relaxed, not
wanting anyone around me to see my grave expression. Although I knew I looked terrible, because of
the stabbing pain spreading from my temples to my head, and the heaviness in my neck and back. The environment
wasn't noisy, but the persistent ringing in my ears had almost destroyed my hearing.
Anyone . My heart ached, an unbearable pain. The
jealousy was driving me to the brink of collapse. Who am I, Xu Bo? I'm a powerful figure in my career, I have countless
friends in society, and there's no industry I can't get along with. How could my wife possibly betray me? So many
women have chased after me. While I may have my share of affairs, I've never considered abandoning you.
But what the hell gives you, Qi Jing, the right?! What do you have? An ordinary family, working for
a company that pays meager wages. Besides dressing up and vaining yourself, what else can you do? Besides
the looks your parents gave you, you're basically useless. Without my financial support, how could you afford to dress up and
embellish yourself like that…

What should I do next? I saw the box Cui Ming had left on the table. I grabbed it three times before finally
managing to hold it steady. The box looked like the packaging for a large-screen phone, covered in
foreign language. I didn't look at it closely because my hands were trembling. I opened it with some difficulty. To be honest,
I was incredibly nervous, even terrified, before opening it, fearing it contained something related to Qi Jing that
Cui Ming had deliberately used to humiliate me. The moment I opened it, I felt a
sense of relief, but my anxiety quickly returned.

Inside were two cameras, quite sophisticated, slightly larger than a phone camera, cylindrical,
with two exposed connecting cables at the back. Inside was something about the size of a phone, with a small
screen and several indicator lights. I picked up the instruction manual and looked at it. It was made in Japan. The manual was a
folded piece of paper, all in Japanese, which I couldn't understand, but the diagrams explained it clearly. It was undoubtedly a
hidden camera, or rather, a spy camera. This camera could be installed anywhere, as long as it was powered on. The
images captured by the camera would be stored in the box. Actually, it wasn't complicated; it was just a small
wireless image transmission device. But what was ingenious was that, according to the instructions, you
could remotely access the camera footage and instantly see what it captured. However, the room where the box was located needed to
have a Wi-Fi network. Operating it wasn't complicated; you could set up the Wi-Fi network on your phone the first time you used it.

I understood. The video Cui Ming had shown me earlier was filmed with this. Just
like , the environment in the hospital wasn't innocent. To use such a sordid device to spy on someone's privacy—
why did she give me this? What would I do with it? I didn't know; my mind was a mess. Should I install it at home too?

And then use it to watch those disgusting things that happened between Qi Jing and Chen Jingyu? Thinking about this,
for some reason, although I felt extremely disgusted, I didn't reject it. I packed it up and tried
to stand up.

I don't know why I thought that way at the time; I just felt that things had to be clarified. Actually, having come
this far, with everything I'd heard and seen, and the evidence so conclusive, what was there to not understand? Maybe this is just my
personality . I'm competitive, not in everything, but in things I'm interested in, like
games or sports in school. I didn't have that same feeling about studying. After starting work, it became even more obvious, sometimes even
excessively so . I absolutely refuse to fall behind others in anything. If someone else wins a project, I feel compelled to win an
even bigger one, regardless of the means. If they receive accolades but I don't,
I feel unbalanced. I unconsciously compare myself to them, refusing to believe they're better than me, and demanding to know exactly how they achieved it
. I never accept defeat when facing what I perceive as my rival.
I can't find peace until I reach an achievement that rivals my own. But honestly, what's the point? My material life
has already far exceeded my initial aspirations at the start of my career, and my interpersonal relationships are generally respected.
Why force myself to compare with others? What if I surpass them? What if I'm better? It only
adds a heavy burden. At my age, I'm already considered
a winner by my friends and classmates. What's the point of this mentality? Perhaps it's just that my self-discipline is too
superficial . My core values are merely the pursuit of a higher material life; I haven't learned to control and regulate my true life's
pursuits . This kind of personality sometimes brings a fleeting sense of victory, but new challenges follow.
Sometimes it's just unnecessary stubbornness, adding nothing but unnecessary trouble.
The affair between Qi Jing and Chen Jingyu struck a nerve with my unwillingness to yield. What I can't accept
is how a man like me, Xu Bo, could have Qi Jing cheat on me. A wife's betrayal usually stems from the husband's
lack attractiveness, but how could I lack that charm?! What am I lacking?! I'm
successful, young, talented, and beautiful—I receive the most praise from colleagues, friends, and superiors.

Chen Jingyu, a lousy doctor—what makes him better than me?! No, I can't overcome this
psychological barrier. Here I must admit, my Adversity Quotient (AQ), my ability to withstand setbacks,
is far too low for my status, which will undoubtedly only lead to greater harm.

I forced myself to stand up, my whole body feeling like a ball of cotton, and slowly walked out the door. I should get back to the hospital first
; I can be discharged tomorrow. My feet felt like they were floating on air. Cui Ming brought me here,
but I had to go back by myself. Luckily, the transportation nearby was convenient; I could easily hail a taxi. It was already dark
when Qi Jing called on the way, asking where I was. I tried to control my emotions and said in a calm tone that I was
just taking a walk outside and would be back soon. As soon as I reached the ward door, I smelled a faint, elegant perfume.
It was her favorite brand; I knew she was there just by smelling it. Qi Jing was sitting in a chair looking at
her phone. "Looks like you really can't stand being here anymore," she said, putting her phone away as I entered. "Who would want to stay here?"
"Stay," I said, deliberately keeping my voice low, not wanting her to notice anything amiss. The closer it got to this
moment , the less I could afford to act impulsively.

I glanced up at her—wow, she was striking. A short yellow shirt, a black knee-length skirt, and
thick black stockings typical of spring, revealing most of her skin. She wore black patent leather pointed-toe
stilettos with long, thin heels; she usually wore heels around eight to ten centimeters high. A pair of
delicate bows adorned the tops of her feet, and through the stockings, I could vaguely see her little toes. Her long legs
were habitually crossed, and at first glance, they dominated her figure. Her breasts
pushed the shirt up into two prominent mounds, and the three buttons at the top were noticeably tighter than the rest—truly a natural advantage bestowed
upon a woman. Jealousy was useless; God was sometimes just that unfair. Her
makeup was still impeccable. A thin layer of foundation made her skin look even smoother and more translucent, her eyeliner was meticulously drawn,
and her mascara was applied evenly, making her eyes look bright and alluring. For so many
years noticed how stunningly beautiful she was. Didn't that idiot Chen Jingyu get kicked out to Xinjiang?
Why is she dressed so beautifully today? After seeing her, the question popped into my head, "
Where ?" She seemed to be in good spirits, asking in a relaxed tone, "
Where the hell could a useless person like me go? Just wandering around nearby." I replied casually, "Just hang in there for one more day. Tomorrow, after the check-up,
if everything's okay, you can be discharged. Look how cooped you've been these past few days, you look so颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness
, apathy, and a lack of motivation)." She said with a smile, a smile that could steal your soul, sweet and charming. Damn it, why do I
still find her so beautiful? When did she become so beautiful…? The more I felt this way, the more uncomfortable I felt

…

"Right, you're going to make it up to me after you're discharged?" I said. "Sure, what do you want to eat? It's my treat."

"Let's go out and have some fun," I said. "...Okay, but we have to wait until you're fully recovered. You can't
walk , how can we go out and have fun?" Qi Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, sure. Where do you want to go then?"

I said. "We'll see. I'll get your food back for you." Qi Jing picked up the lunchbox after saying that, clearly avoiding the topic.
"Don't get it back, it's awful, I don't want to eat." "

You should at least eat something."

"I really don't want to eat."

"Then how about some fruit?" she said. "No, I don't want to eat anything right now."

"Are you alright? If not, I'll head back now. I'm meeting Yingying shopping tonight," she said. "Go ahead,
I'm fine." Looking at her, I felt agitated, my thoughts racing. I decided to let her go, lest I
lose control later. Seeing how beautiful she looked, I really wanted to grab her hand and ask her why…

Qi Jing said, "Alright then," and put on her white trench coat, picked up her bag, and said, "Bye, see you tomorrow." She
greeted me casually. I nodded, and she pushed open the door and left. The crisp sound of her
high heels Thankfully, she was going shopping, not to see Chen Jingyu. If she were dressed
so beautifully to meet that bastard, I'd really like to follow her and stab him. I simply couldn't
calm I didn't want to stay here for even a minute longer. I
called two of my close brothers and asked them to come over and drink with me…

I remember I didn’t get drunk that night. It was like my body had developed an immunity to alcohol.
I don’t know how much we drank, but those two were basically at their limit by the end. I didn’t feel
anything, I just felt that the more I drank, the better it felt. It really numbed my stinging nerves. They are my brothers,
but many times I wanted to say something but stopped myself. I didn’t know how to say it.
I’ve never lost face in front of my brothers before, so I couldn’t say it. I knew my brothers wouldn’t laugh at me, that they would go to great lengths for me, but I still
didn’t have the courage to let them know. Maybe I hadn’t drunk enough alcohol, because I kept chugging down whole glasses of beer.
During that time, our conversation was mostly me bragging, how much they admired me, how awesome I, Xu Bo, was, how many connections I had, how much I
earned a million a year,

and how awesome I would be in the future… The two brothers seemed to be having a great time, and I was also trying to boost my morale by indulging in their emotions, even if
it was a bit of self-deception. "Let's go sing some songs," I suggested. Actually, it wasn't that I wanted to sing, but I was afraid
of going back to that quiet, somewhat frightening hospital room. I was afraid of the nagging, agonizing feeling that would haunt me if I went back and started overthinking
. We took a taxi to a karaoke bar we used to frequent. I'm a regular here,
and I'm quite familiar with the owner and their madam, to be honest. They were still very welcoming when they saw me. We each ordered a hostess and sang and drank
to our hearts . The three hostesses were very professional, constantly toasting and singing love songs with me,
flirting and teasing. Later, I even started touching and embracing them. I don't know how late it was, but I started to feel tired. The
other two and their respective girls seemed to be having a great time. I lay there... The girl wanted to rest on her lap for a moment, so
she closed her eyes . The image of Qi Jing kneeling before Chen Jingyu in the video flashed through her mind, taking as much of his penis as possible into
her mouth. She slightly pursed her cheeks, forming two dimples. Chen's penis, due to its deep penetration, had
caused her to gag slightly, yet she still looked up at Chen Jingyu with tender eyes. Suddenly, I felt a jolt of fear,
then instantly snapped back to reality and quickly sat up…

Chapter 35

“Brother, what’s wrong?” the girl asked softly after I suddenly stood up. “Damn it!” I
blurted out a curse. It wasn’t actually directed at her, but the scene that had clearly flashed through my mind
left me with nowhere to vent my anger.

"Brother, what's wrong? Don't be angry, what's wrong?" The girl was a little flustered when she saw me like this, but
after all, she had a strong professional demeanor and had encountered this kind of thing many times before. She had her own way of handling it and
quickly calmed down. She still said to me gently and patiently, "Come here and serve me!" I don't know
why , but at this moment I wanted to experience that feeling. Actually, I had tried it countless times before, but today
it felt strange, as if I was venting in this way. As I spoke, I pointed to my penis. "Brother Xu,
it's a crackdown period right now." She said calmly, "What the hell is this crackdown? You fucking ask who in Beijing dares
to crack down on me! Hurry up!" I shouted at her. The two couples over there didn't notice
what was happening because the music in the room was blasting. They were playing a dice-rolling drinking game and had a lot of fun.

"No, that's our rule now, it really isn't allowed," she said, still looking quite hesitant. Before she could finish, I
casually pulled out a wad of cash from my wallet, probably no less than two thousand yuan, and stuffed it into her hand. This is professional behavior.
Saying she doesn't go out or sell her body is nonsense. Money can break any rules. I've known this too well for so
many years . In this kind of setting, there's nothing you can't do, it just depends on whether you're willing to spend the money
.

She didn't say another word, obediently unzipped my pants, and then lay down on my lap... I didn't have to lift a finger
from beginning to end . In short, she served me very professionally, making me feel incredibly comfortable.
Her mouth sucked very deeply, almost touching her throat with every stroke. But at the end, she controlled it perfectly,
spitting out my penis at the moment of my orgasm, and then gently stroking it a few times with just the right amount of force. Semen
gushed . At that moment, I suddenly pressed her head down, bringing her face close to mine,
and most of the semen splattered onto her face.

She frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure. Instinctively, like Qi Jing, she first wiped the semen around her mouth with the back of
her hand , then pulled out a few tissues from the table. Seeing
the thick, milky-white fluid from my penis on her face, I felt an indescribable pleasure,
but then a huge sense of loss washed over me. This scene inevitably reminded me of Qi Jing being splattered on
the face by Chen Jingyu. This professional service offered no solace. After wiping her own
face, the girl wiped the remaining semen from my penis. "Don't wipe, lick it!" The two people over there
seemed to have seen what we were doing, but they didn't care. They could also tell I was in a bad mood and didn't dare
disturb me at this moment, so they pretended not to see anything.

She hesitated for a moment, then symbolically licked it a few times as I instructed, clearly
unwilling . Seeing her like this, I felt no pleasure, only increased irritation. "Do you think it's dirty?"

I asked. "No," she said. "No? Who the hell are you kidding? Do you think this thing is dirty or not?"

"..." She didn't speak, but used a tissue to thoroughly clean my penis. "Say something."

"I've never done this without a condom before, this is really my first time," she said, sounding somewhat aggrieved. At this moment, I
looked at her face more closely. I hadn't really looked at her closely in a long time. This woman was not old, only about
twenty years old, with delicate features. Although she wore heavy makeup, it was clear that she was tall.
She was wearing the same uniform as the other women, a short white dress, and a pair of not-too-exaggerated
high heels . She was wearing black stockings. When I lay on her lap earlier, I felt that her legs were very soft and smooth.

"How old are you?" I asked. "Twenty-one," she replied sincerely, not like she was lying. "Where are you from?"

"Jilin."

"How did you get into this?" "

To earn tuition."

"You're still in school?"

"Yes, I'm a junior at XX College."

"Is your family struggling financially?"

"Yes, I have a younger brother and sister who are waiting for me to earn money to support them."

"…I'm sorry, young lady," I said, feeling guilty for being a bit rough with her earlier. "What's there
to apologize for? I should thank you for the tip," she said softly. "Go home and rest early. What's your
name?" I asked, then took out another thousand yuan and handed it to her. "Thank you, Brother Xu. Yuanyuan, Huang Yuan," she said, giving her stage name and then
her real name Actually, I'm not a very kind person. On the contrary, I've had quite a few
issues with my conduct over the years, which is a bad aspect of my character. But I'm not entirely evil at heart. I'm still
willing . Sometimes, even unrelated families facing hardship, I'll
donate my not-so-honest income to them, because I also believe that sometimes my actions are morally reprehensible, so I need to do
some good deeds to make amends. Today, during this particularly low period of my life, meeting such a special girl
touched me somewhat.

"I'm tired, I'm going back to rest." I glanced at my watch; it was already 1 a.m. "Brother, where are you
going ?" Huang Yuan asked. "I..." Yes, where would I go? I didn't want to go back to the hospital; I knew I'd be overthinking
and unable to sleep. I wanted to take advantage of the alcohol and find a place to collapse and fall asleep. "I'll keep you company tonight," Huang Yuan
said softly. "..." Looking at the innocent student-like quality hidden beneath her alluring makeup, I didn't refuse. I didn't
greet the two of them and walked out with her. The two of them were engrossed in their games with their respective prostitutes. Seeing me leave
with Huang Yuan, they acted as if nothing had happened. This had happened before; we all
knew what was going on. This place was in a bustling area, and there was a standard four-star hotel nearby. I
had been there several times before, almost always with prostitutes. We entered the hotel, easily obtained both of our
ID cards , and booked a room. I had booked a double room on the 9th floor. Dragging my still-healing leg, Huang
Yuan gently helped me into the elevator. The hotel was quiet by then; there was no one in the hallway.
Once in the room, I collapsed onto the bed. Alcohol is a good thing; it can numb the nerves and temporarily make you forget your troubles.

Huang Yuan also fell beside me, then helped me take off my outer clothes. In my hazy state, I felt her on top
of me, kissing my body. When she licked my nipple, I felt
a jolt, as if I'd been electrocuted; my penis trembled instantly. Then she unzipped my pants and took my penis into her mouth again . My whole body went limp. Exhausted, I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, kissing her passionately . I roughly undressed her, then pulled off her stockings and panties, tossing them aside . Then I entered her body. I remember that night I was incredibly wild. Her moans echoed throughout the room. That girl's voice was so beautiful, so penetrating; just hearing her moans made my bones go weak . It was like a rallying cry, giving me boundless fighting power… When I opened my eyes in the morning, Huang Yuan was lying naked beside me. She had drunk quite a bit last night, saying she couldn't hold her liquor and was really drunk. Seeing her fast asleep, I felt bad waking her. It was only a little past 6 a.m., but I wasn't sleepy at all. My stomach felt a bit empty; I hadn't eaten much yesterday, mostly just drunk alcohol. I got up, washed my face, and prepared to go have breakfast, but just as I was about to open the door, the voices outside made me stop abruptly—it was like a thunderclap.

"Sister Qi Jing, wait for me!" A woman's voice with a Hubei accent clearly came from outside the door.
I froze instantly, then peered through the peephole. A woman walked past my door. Although I couldn't
see her clearly , the voice was too familiar.
It was the girl Chen Jingyu brought to the private room at the South Korean restaurant near the hospital a few days ago. I'd also bumped into her once at home. Her name was Chen Cui. What was she doing
here? The greeting just now was from Qi Jing. "Why are you wearing slippers?" the girl asked. "I wore
high heels all day yesterday, and my feet hurt a bit." That voice was definitely Qi Jing's. Although it wasn't loud, I heard it
clearly . She had already passed my door, not far ahead. I couldn't see her figure through the peephole
. Then they moved further away from my room, and I couldn't hear what they were saying. What was going on? Qi Jing
stayed here with this idiot girl yesterday? Judging from this, they weren't sharing a room. As I heard their footsteps fading
into the distance, I gently opened the door and peeked out. I saw two women disappear around the corner of the hallway
. I closed the door behind me and quietly followed. At the far end of the hallway, I could see their backs
as they stood waiting for the elevator. One of the women was shorter and slightly plump, wearing a
white, fashionable pleated skirt that was quite different from when she first arrived. She wore a blue top and white
boots. The other woman was taller, more than half a head taller than the shorter one. She wore a yellow short-sleeved
shirt and a black wide-legged knee-length skirt, her legs slender and straight.

The elevator arrived, and the two of them stepped inside together. It seemed they were going to have breakfast on the 6th floor. I opened
the hallway door and went down the stairs, which were right next to the elevator. The restaurant entrance was directly opposite the elevator, and I
could see into the restaurant through the glass doors from the hallway. Because the hallway lights were off,
it was hard to spot anyone from the outside unless you looked closely. The restaurant walls were all glass, and they served both Chinese and Western
breakfasts, which were of very good quality. That was exactly where I wanted to eat. Just as I glanced inside, the elevator doors
opened , and the two of them, along with three other people, stepped out. Why were they slower than me? The elevator must have stopped again halfway through
. This time, I saw them clearly, just as I guessed—it was either Qi Jing and Chen Jingyu's sister or someone else.

When I saw Qi Jing at the hospital yesterday, she was wearing the same clothes, except her hair was down. She was wearing
the kind of slippers that hotels provide. This hotel is quite high-end, and the slippers are of very good quality. They are pure white, with
thick soles that cover a wide area, basically covering the instep, only revealing a little bit of the toes and heels. Qi Jing
was also wearing the same pair of black stockings as yesterday. Through the stockings, you could see her shiny
red toenails peeking out from the front of the slippers. The stockings on her heels were slightly thinner, making her skin tone more obvious.

The restaurant wasn't crowded. Qi Jing finished getting her food first and sat down near the door. From where I was, I could see
she looked slightly tired, her eyes lacking their usual sharp, alluring quality, appearing relaxed and languid, as if she hadn't
fully woken up. I rarely saw her with such a look in her eyes. Her face showed only a light touch of makeup, and
her complexion wasn't particularly good. She slowly took only a small amount of food and sat down, habitually crossing her legs.
While eating her bread, she stared thoughtfully in one direction, then frowned slightly, gently pressing her other hand
against her lower abdomen, stopping her chewing. After a pause, she picked up her coffee, took a sip, and her expression
relaxed slightly, a barely perceptible smile appearing on her face. Then,
the hand her lower abdomen rested on her knee. Judging from her relaxed movements, she seemed almost limp.

Afterward, Chen Cui came over with a whole plate of food, sat opposite her, and without saying a word,
wolfed down the food from the plate. Qi Jing stopped eating and just drank her coffee.
After a while, Chen Cui stood up and brought back a plate of food. Qi Jing said something to her, then stood
up and walked towards the door. It seemed she didn't want to wait there to finish eating and wanted to go back to her room first. Chen
Cui nodded in agreement and continued eating. Qi Jing walked towards the elevator. I saw this and took
a few steps downstairs, afraid she would also go up the stairs. If she came in, I would quickly walk downstairs. Fortunately, she was still
standing there waiting for the elevator. She still looked so weak.

Qi Jing got on the elevator, and I turned to walk upstairs. I saw her opening her room door. It turned out her
room was right across from mine. Although the hotel layout wasn't exactly opposite, it was only a door's width away.

I dragged my numb legs to my room. I felt like I was dreaming. When I lay down on the bed
, I realized no one was beside me. Huang Yuan had left when I went out earlier. I left a note on the bedside table
: "Brother Xu, I have class today and need to get back to school early. Life has many joys, I hope
you feel better soon. I hope you don't think of me as a particularly bad girl. You're the first
man I've ever spent the night with. My phone number is [phone number in Chinese characters]. Contact me if you're unhappy. I
've already Have a good time!"

Actually, most people are like this. No one is born wanting to do illegal or undignified work; it's just
that different environments force them into it. If this girl had been born into a wealthy and educated family, her
fate would definitely be different; she would have achieved great things. I wrote her phone number in my phone, then
tore up the note and threw it in the trash. Lying in bed, my mind was blank. Is this
the life I've earned through my competitive spirit? I lay in bed, too weak to get up, lost in thought. Just then,
the girl's loud voice rang out again, accompanied by a knock on the door. "Sister Qi Jing!" "Knock knock!" I heard it and,
for some reason quickly stood up and went to the door, peering out. I could see Qi Jing's room clearly. The door
opened after a while, and Qi Jing appeared in the doorway as before. But I noticed a peculiar detail: her black stockings were gone,
and was wearing slippers with bare legs. "The
face mask you said you'd give me yesterday?"

"Wait a minute," Qi Jing's voice was much softer, trembling slightly. After speaking, she closed the door again,
then opened it a moment later and handed the girl a box. I thought she would close the door again, but suddenly a shrill
, hoarse voice pierced through the doorway, shooting straight into my brain. "I'm at work today. What are you doing here?"

A thin man of medium build, wearing a gray suit and silver-rimmed glasses, emerged from inside.
The man walked out, and who the hell was this but Chen Jingyu?! Didn't this idiot say he
went to Xinjiang to support a medical outreach program the day before yesterday?! What's he doing here?! Was Qi Jing with him at the hotel last night?! The scene didn't need
guessing; it was obvious.

Qi Jing, dressed so beautifully in my eyes yesterday, wasn't
out … And why was she taking off her black stockings now…? It was already morning
, time to check out, so why take off the stockings she'd already put on? Pantyhose are the close-fitting garments that cover Qi Jing's entire lower body
, and taking them off is obviously to conveniently expose her private parts.
Chen Jingyu's coming out of the room clearly shows that Qi Jing took off her pantyhose under his gaze...

The scene from that video replayed in my mind. If she could do that in his office, how lowly must she have served him tonight in
such a luxurious and secluded room? Was Chen Jingyu going to
be in heaven with pleasure? I can't imagine what exactly happened in that room last night. I really don't dare
to think about it . Looking at Qi Jing's disheveled hair and slippers, her weak and powerless appearance, it must be the
result of last night's passionate lovemaking... No wonder there was a slight smile on her weak expression. I reached out and grabbed the doorknob,
pressed down, but hesitated and didn't open it. Why wouldn't I appear in front of her and confront Qi Jing?

Or I could beat Chen Jingyu without a word. It's simple. Even if I killed him in public, my
manly dignity would be utterly trampled. Everyone would know I caught my wife cheating on me, and
I would be the one wearing the green hat. That's the ultimate humiliation for a man. Some busybody would take pictures and post them
online, making it public knowledge... Besides, my leg still hurts a bit from taking that step.
If he beats me again, I really won't have the face to live anymore. Not to mention suicide, this humiliation will drive me
to my death. So I didn't move. "I have to go to work today. Where are you going? Why don't you just rest at the hotel for the day?"

Chen Jingyu said to Chen Cui in his hometown dialect. Qi Jing returned to her room with a shy expression. "No, I made plans with
a friend today."

"What friend? Male or female?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Don't do anything reckless. There are all kinds of people in Beijing. Don't get fooled."

"Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore,"

she said, turning and going back inside. Chen Jingyu said to her, "I'm going to work now," and left
, closing the door behind him. I hesitated, wondering if I should go out and knock on the door to have a public talk with Qi Jing,
but for some reason, I didn't have the courage. Just then, she came out, her hair still loose,
and she was wearing those black stockings again, her
legs She was also wearing the same black high heels from yesterday. She closed the door and headed towards the elevator. I leaned against
the wall and lit a cigarette… Is she my wife? I asked myself, and yes, I answered myself.
After a while of unbearable pain, I heard their door open again. I looked out and saw someone coming to
take inventory of the room's belongings. That person came out a moment later, followed by a cleaning lady. I wasn't really in the mood
to look at anything, but when the cleaning lady came out, she took a trash bag, threw it in her cart, and went back inside,
a thought popped into my head. So I opened the door and went outside. The door was open, and I
peeked into their room. The cleaning lady was cleaning the bathroom. My trembling hands took
the of the cart, then I turned and went back to my room…

Chapter 36

Am I losing my mind? Maybe. Anyone experiencing such a shock would be affected.
What was I going to do with that trash bag? I just wanted to see what was inside, what kind of filth had accumulated in the room they had stayed in yesterday.
What purpose could this serve other than to create unnecessary trouble for myself? But I still wanted to look. The bag was already tied,
but I untied the buckle, and what came into view was a face mask packaging bag. I often
see this at home; it's a brand of face masks that Qi Jing likes to use. She applies it every night before bed. I pulled the
packaging bag aside, and the three packages at the bottom were scattered very conspicuously inside, blatantly in my
sight. This was completely torturous for me. To me, they were arrogantly strayed
in . Everyone knows what the letters starting with "du" mean. Around these three packages, there were also
a few crumpled pieces of paper.

Everything was perfectly clear, yet I still couldn't resist picking up one of the crumpled pieces of paper. Even my own
eyes could see how violently my hands trembled. Part of the paper was already soaked, and I seemed to
struggle to unfold it. A transparent rubber object was fully revealed, looking
no different from any condom I'd ever used—just like any other condom, casually curled up in paper after being removed. Its thinness
was almost extreme; its transparency didn't obstruct the view at all. A pool of milky white liquid was concentrated
at the tip. A fishy smell mixed with the odor of rubber assaulted my taste buds.
The moment I saw that milky white, viscous substance, I felt like vomiting. Why was it so disgusting? I knew
it was because it belonged to someone else, and specifically to the doctor I'd been loathing these past few days.
The crucial was that it had been expelled through friction against my wife's vagina. The pool of liquid
rippled slightly with my trembling hand; I could almost see countless lives swimming wildly within it. Was this
Chen Jingyu ? How stupid of me to have such a question at a time like this. If it wasn't him, then who was it? Was it
produced by him and Qi Jing in tandem? From the moment I saw Qi Jing and him walk out of that room one after the other, and Qi Jing's
soft somewhat dazed expression and bare legs with her pantyhose off, it was clear there was absolutely no other
going on. Fuck you! Chen Jingyu's penis, aided by the friction of my wife's vagina, ejaculated the most disgusting filth in the world.
Qi Jing, what were you thinking? What does this idiot have that deserves this treatment?
What makes him better than me… Three packages, three similar crumpled pieces of paper, three times—did he insert his penis
into Qi Jing's vagina three times yesterday… Unforgivable, unforgivable… I muttered this
phrase repeatedly, the cigarette pack already empty…

Qi Jing, why did you do this? I work so hard, giving you the best material life, and…
Isn't that enough? What exactly do you want? I admit my behavior isn't good, but it was all just playing around. I
never intended to get rid of you, my original wife. But why did you do this, giving me the most devastating
blow ? What should I do? I can divorce Qi Jing, then I can find a woman younger and prettier than her.
I can cripple Chen Jingyu without having to lift a finger myself. But none of this, in my imagination, could
directly heal my wounds. I just don't understand, what exactly did I lack compared to that bastard? A man's excessive
competitiveness and nitpicking probably don't do him any good. If she thinks it's good, then it's good. How can there be an answer to that? Why
create trouble for yourself...

My head was spinning, and I forced myself to stand up, not wanting to show how deeply I was hurt.
Luo Wei called, reminding me to come back. Today was the day I could be discharged. I couldn't lose like this.
I went out and took a taxi. By the time I got back to the hospital, it was almost 9 o'clock. I went back to my ward first, greeted a few fellow patients
, exchanged polite blessings, and then went out to find Luo Wei. "Thank you for these past few days," I
said sincerely. "Brother, you're too kind. I should be thanking you. Try to calm down. Nothing is more
important than your health. Handle things the right way and don't do anything impulsive or foolish. You didn't come back all night last night,
and your phone was off. I was really scared," she said sincerely and with concern. I smiled bitterly and nodded slightly. "If
you need anything in the future, just let me know."

"Okay, feel free to ask if you need anything."

"By the way, I have a question for you. Wasn't Chen Jingyu sent to Xinjiang on official business?"

"Oh, I heard it's because it's been unsafe there lately, a few things happened, so the plan was postponed,
and he didn't go. Did you see him?"

"Yes, that's all for now. You go ahead and get busy, there's a lot to do in the morning."

"Okay, you should take care of yourself."

Luo Wei said and turned to leave. Indeed, there was a lot to do in the morning; she was usually very busy at this time. This
girl is so kind; it makes me feel relieved that not everyone in this hospital is a jerk...

After a while, Qi Jing arrived. Facing her, I couldn't pretend to be completely fine. She had changed
her clothes and carefully applied makeup, looking radiant, perhaps trying to hide
her exhaustion after being penetrated three times in the previous night. "I'll handle your discharge procedures. Pack your things, and
we can leave soon."

"Okay," I simply replied. Qi Jing took her bag and went out. I didn't have much to pack,
but I was worried that she would need to see Chen Jingyu to complete the discharge procedures. My mood was extremely low. She
completed the procedures smoothly and returned in no time. She packed her things into her bag,
greeted the people in the ward, and then came out. When she came out, I saw Cui Ming at the nurses' station. She didn't say anything, but just gave me
a strange smile. I couldn't understand what she meant. Maybe it was sarcasm or a little blessing. After being discharged
, I immediately threw myself into work. I hadn't been to work for so long, and there were many things that needed my attention. I thought that keeping myself
busy would alleviate my inner pain, but it was not what I imagined at all. Whenever I paused, I would
think about this matter. Qi Jing didn't seem to want to show anything. When I came back from work, her attitude towards me
changed somewhat. She would talk to me about some things, but I could tell that it was just an act. More often than not,
I noticed her unintentional thoughtfulness.

Life seemed to have settled into a routine. Qi Jing came home from work on time every day, cooked, read fashion magazines, and
studied dressing and makeup techniques—just like before. Could it be that she and Chen Jingyu had already broken up?

Was it just a momentary thrill I sought during my hospitalization, and once I was no longer in that environment, it all vanished?

If that's the case, should I pretend nothing happened? Continue
living a normal life with her as before? After all, I've done far more disgraceful things than she has? Should we just return to
a normal life like this? Have children, and support each other through thick and thin? If that's really the case, can I accept it? After all, her
private parts have been enjoyed by another man. Just thinking about it breaks my heart. Why am I so
miserable? Maybe she's the only one I truly love; I can't live without her? When did I become so pathetic? Although I
sometimes feel disgusted when I see her, I do have an undeniable attachment to her. She's beautiful, exceptionally beautiful,
and our personalities are incredibly compatible. What should I do? I'm tormented by this conflicting feeling
every day. Sometimes I resolve to forgive and forget, but the next day I waver again. Sometimes I even want to sit down
and have a serious talk with her, but I don't have the courage to say it.

Damn it! If I abandon her and start a new life, how can I guarantee her
absolute loyalty? And divorce would cause me unimaginable losses. She knows everything about me; given her
personality , and especially her mother, she won't leave with nothing. It would probably bring even more trouble.
The country is currently in a period of rectification and crackdown on corruption; no one should think they're immune. Once
investigated , you'll be disgraced and face an irrecoverable prison sentence. Maybe when I got home, after she calmed down, she still thought
I was the best, incomparable to Chen Jingyu. Yes, that's it. I didn't completely fail; it was just
one round. With my charm, Xu Bo, Qi Jing couldn't let go of me either, so she
broke off all ties . Let's live a good life then.

That day, I didn't go to work. There wasn't much to do at the office, and I felt tired, so I didn't go. At my
level, I didn't need to be at the office on time every day. My mother-in-law wasn't home either; I was alone. I was in the study
looking for a book when I accidentally saw the thing Cui Ming had given me that day, deep in the cabinet. I had hidden it
in my bag when I was discharged from the hospital and put it at the very back of my bookshelf when I got home. Qi Jing usually wouldn't go through that area; she never paid attention to the things in my
bookshelf .

I reached out and took it out. The meaning of Cui Ming giving me this was obvious: I was to use
it to film the same video she had shown me. At that moment, that scene flashed through my mind again… Was Qi Jing and
Chen Jingyu really over? Was she still secretly seeing him without telling me? Why am I overthinking things again?
She hasn't shown any unusual behavior these past few days. I've already made up my mind, so why am I still thinking about this? As I thought this, I turned it
on . These two cameras would fit perfectly inside the chandeliers in the bedroom and living room. My house has very
luxurious lighting; no one will notice them there. Thinking this, I carried them to the bedroom and held them up to the light fixture.
After a quick look, installing this wasn't complicated for someone with an architecture background like myself... So I took out
my toolbox and installed two cameras, one in the light boxes in the living room and the other in the bedroom. I won't go into detail about the process;
this kind of equipment is indeed available on the market, but I don't recommend it to readers. It would cause the same kind of trouble I experienced,
or lead to conflict due to obvious distrust after being discovered. You're installing it in your own home; installing it
elsewhere is illegal and unethical. Following the diagrams in the Japanese instruction manual, I easily set up the network.
My home Wi-Fi is basically always on, so the network is always working smoothly. I downloaded the app on
my phone , and after opening it, the effect was even better than I expected. It's basically
a high-definition camera. You can also control the camera's rotation with your phone; it
covers almost every corner of the room. Not only the image, but the sound transmission is also very clear. I can view the live video on my phone, and
videos can also be accessed by accessing the data inside the box and downloaded to my phone remotely. I
'm going ... Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of unease. The business trip was real; I was going to
Guangzhou. Our company was preparing to submit a bid there, and I needed to conduct an on-site inspection. The company took this
project very seriously, and several of the company's leaders were going. Qi Jing was already used to my business trips, but this time she showed
a hint of reluctance, saying I hadn't been away for a long time and was a little unaccustomed to it. She helped me pack
my luggage .

My flight was at 10 a.m. that day. As soon as I arrived at the airport, I took out my phone and opened the monitoring app .
The situation at home was clear at a glance. Qi Jing was at work, and my mother-in-law hadn't come yet, but she would definitely come
; she always came to keep Qi Jing company whenever I went out. Everything was calm and normal, and I closed the app with a sigh of relief
. That evening, my mother-in-law came. The two of them chatted about everyday things as usual, and then
went to rest. Qi Jing lay in bed, fiddling with her phone, looking at something about cameras that couldn't capture
anything. In short, everything was normal, except she went to bed a little later.

The next day I was very busy, occasionally glancing at the app. Qi Jing was probably at work in the morning, and my mother-in-law wasn't
home. The afternoon was filled with tense negotiations, followed by an important dinner in the evening. I didn't get back until almost ten o'clock, having drunk
a bit too much, but I still managed to glance at it. Mother and daughter had gone to their rooms to rest. Qi Jing was watching a boring Korean drama,
looking a bit preoccupied. I, on the other hand, felt quite relaxed. It seemed my thoughts were correct; the matter
was over , and I should move on with life. I needed to spend more time with her and communicate with her more; after all, a spouse
isn't easily broken up by others. Thinking this, I dialed her number, exchanged a few words about our respective situations, and then
rested for the third day. I had booked a flight for the evening, and I didn't have much to do in the morning. I was going to tell Qi Jing
I was going back that night, but who could have predicted that the moment I opened that app, as I habitually did, something would happen that would completely
overturn my naive thoughts of the past few days? The shock I received was perhaps too intense; my mind had become dull.
All of this meant that it was unrealistic for me not to change my life. I woke up around 8:30, and the first thing
I did was open the app on my phone. The daytime light was better, the image was clearer, and the picture looked much sharper .
I saw Qi Jing sitting in front of the dressing table in the bedroom. This dressing table was a high-end piece
we ; it was made of solid wood and had a fine craftsmanship. For her, even
without a dining table, she couldn't live without it. She spent countless hours sitting here every day. At that moment, Qi Jing
was wearing pink pajamas and carefully applying her makeup in front of the large mirror. It seemed she had
just sat there.

I saw her squeeze out a primer from the bottle, press it onto her face, and spread it evenly. Then she took out a
powder brush, squeezed some BB cream onto it, and brushed it outwards from the center of her cheeks. Her slightly dark
skin became noticeably whiter after the brushing, and her already delicate skin became even more radiant.

Next, she applied concealer under her eyes and lightly patted it a few times with her finger. Perhaps I
can't see the details here, but this was to cover her slight dark circles. Then she took out a brush and patiently applied a layer of setting powder all over
her face . I was just casually watching out of boredom. Qi Jing wears makeup every day,
but such a meticulous look isn't something she does every day. What kind of event is she usually attending?
What is she going to do? This piqued my curiosity.

I used to have no interest in women's makeup and didn't know anything about it, but over the years, through her casual
conversations and sometimes watching fashion shows, I've unconsciously learned a little. Of course,
I don't understand what all those complicated cosmetics are for. Then she took out a brow brush, dipped it in
brow powder, and began to draw her two thin, curved eyebrows, starting from the inner corner. Next, she used eyeshadow to outline the inner and outer corners of her eyes
, then brushed a layer of bluish eyeshadow along her upper lash line, and finally used eyeliner on her
upturned phoenix eyes. She drew her eyeliner, curled her lashes with an eyelash curler, applied a layer of mascara,
and then lightly brushed a light pink blush on her cheeks. After this makeover, she looked even more alluring in the mirror,
her complexion radiant and delicate, almost flawless. She then lightly applied lip gloss to her lips and,
looking in the mirror, made some minor adjustments. The woman in the mirror, in my opinion, was no less stunning than any
model; her meticulous makeup made her even more radiant, an impeccable beauty. Then she picked up
a Chanel bottle and lightly sprayed it on herself. Looking at the camera, I could almost feel the elegant, sophisticated fragrance
filling the room. What was she going to do dressed so beautifully? That was the only question on my mind. Then she
stood up and started to get dressed. She took off her nightgown; she hadn't put on a bra yet, having just woken up, and was only
wearing white lace panties. But then she took off her underwear, completely exposing her body. She
had a great figure—long legs, firm, full breasts without a hint of sagging, and a firm, perky bottom with
enough fat to create an aesthetically pleasing look.

She took a set of pink lingerie from the closet, the kind with lace trim and subtle patterns, and sat on the edge of the bed to put it on. She
tidied herself up slightly in front of the mirror, then took a new pair of pantyhose from another drawer. Only after unpacking did she realize
they were flesh-colored. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she skillfully put them on up to her thighs, then started pulling them up from her feet, lifting the
loose parts. She then stood up, lifted the top part to her waist, and smoothed out any wrinkles. She…
The pantyhose were light flesh-colored with a butterfly crotch, thin and transparent, with a
subtle floral pattern around the crotch, revealing glimpses of her pink lace panties. The pantyhose were slightly higher than her panties. I haven't looked at her this closely in years,
and I don't know where I got the patience now. She looked incredibly sexy standing in the room, and my penis involuntarily
became erect. If she were in front of me, I would definitely push her onto the bed without hesitation and have a good time with her
. At this moment, I was even shamelessly indifferent to what had happened between her and Chen Yujing… This time… When I got back from my business trip, I was determined
to have a good time with her. As
I thought this, I rubbed my throbbing penis. Then she took a white chiffon dress from the closet and put it on. This was a bit unexpected; I thought she would pull out a
fashionable outfit for the season, but instead, she took out this dress. It wasn't that the dress was bad; it was quite beautiful .
It had a low neckline, a fitted waist, and a soft, loose skirt that didn't go past her knees. It accentuated her slender and shapely figure. Then she opened the bedroom door. What was she going to do?! I instantly had a strong sense of foreboding
because of her attire …

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