People in Shenzhen

I. The

Mid-Autumn Moon: When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the heavens, wondering what year it is tonight in the celestial palace. I long to ride the wind and return, but fear the
jade towers and crystal palaces are too cold at such heights. I dance with my shadow, how unlike the world of men! The moon turns through the red pavilion, shines low through the painted windows, illuminating my sleeplessness. There should be no resentment, yet why is the moon always full when we are apart? People have sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon has its phases of waxing and waning, and such things have always been imperfect.
I only wish that we may all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart.
It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.
The moonlight outside the window pours down, draping the earth in a mesmerizing veil, making it appear peaceful and serene. The bright moon in the sky is like a plate, just as I saw it when I was a child. Every Mid-Autumn Festival is the same; only my feelings are different.
Last Mid-Autumn Festival, I stood in the same spot, gazing at the bright moon, thinking of my hometown and family. My feelings were the same then. When you are far from home, you always feel like a rootless duckweed, drifting aimlessly, unable to find a place for your soul to belong.
This is especially true in Shenzhen.
Mid-Autumn Festival isn't a statutory holiday, and besides, I don't have many days off, so I can't go back to my hometown. Watching my colleagues leave with happy faces this afternoon only intensified my feeling of helplessness being far from home.
Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for family reunion, a time when the moon is full and people are together—a blessing for a happy life. But I'm not like that now; at least I can't be with my family. Only when one is calm can one properly organize their thoughts. I wonder if Xiaoqi is now happily enjoying the moon with her family around a stone table in the flower garden?
Thinking of Xiaoqi brings another pang of pain to my heart.
Xiaoqi was my college sweetheart and classmate. When I graduated with my master's degree, she told me she was getting married to Dai Yong.
Dai Yong was also my classmate, my brother from university. After graduating with his bachelor's degree, he went to work at the China Construction Bank.
God hit me hard on the head with a club; I was stunned! What happened? I don't understand!
Two years have passed, and I still don't understand!
I rejected the job they had arranged for me in Beijing. It was something many people dream of, but I refused. I think it was because they couldn't get over it and wanted to make amends. And getting a job in such a national ministry is inseparable from their parents—who are now in high positions of power.
I packed my bags and embarked on a solitary journey south, leaving Beijing, a place I had once been so proud of.
Two years have passed. Xiaoqi and Daiyong call me occasionally to check on me. Everyone is cautious about the past, afraid of inadvertently reopening old wounds.
Actually, I've already forgiven them. What I don't understand is how they got together, and how they managed to do it without me even noticing? I've always thought the problem lies with me; that's how men are—once the relationship is good, they become lazy and don't bother to maintain it—perhaps that's why Xiaoqi left me back then. But this is just my own analysis.
I loved deeply, and I was hurt deeply. Although the knot in my heart has been untied, the scars are not easily healed.
Sometimes, I still admire Daiyong. Knowing his wife wasn't a virgin and had been his brother's lover, he dared to marry her and remain calm. I ask myself, I could never do that.
Dai Yong is a handsome guy, he looks a bit like Fei Xiang. A man who is handsome, a little bit bad, and from a wealthy family has an irresistible charm for all women. In this respect, I'll never be able to keep up with him.
Xiao Qi isn't pretty, the kind of girl you see everywhere on campus. But Xiao Qi is a little special. Spending time with her reveals that she's truly a woman. Every gesture, every smile, exudes a subtle, watery feminine charm—a pride within her, yet also a warmth that makes you feel close. That's why I fell in love with her.
The office was quiet. I turned off all the lights, not to save electricity, but because tranquility best suited my current mood.
"Dad, there's a phone call; Dad, there's a phone call..." My phone rang. Who would be thinking of me at a time like this? A warm feeling welled up inside me.
"Hello! This is Xiao Le." I answered the phone.
"Brother Le, where are you? I went to your dorm to look for you." Huang Jing's anxious voice came through the phone.
"Xiaojing, it's okay. Are you worried I'll get lost? What's wrong? Aren't you at home celebrating with your family?" Actually, I was also hoping for her call. In the afternoon, she invited me to her house for dinner, seemingly trying to solidify our relationship, but I declined. That wasn't Huang Jing's home; her family lived far away in Sichuan. Her older sister was married and lived in Shenzhen, and Huang Jing had also moved there after graduation. Her company provided accommodation, but she would stay at her sister's house during holidays, which was considered a family reunion.
"You made me so angry this afternoon, and you still dared to talk. Tonight I'm taking you to meet a stunningly beautiful woman, wanna come? She's really gorgeous!" Hearing this, I laughed. Seeing how angry she was this afternoon, I didn't expect her anger to dissipate after just one meal. No wonder she's so good-looking; if everyone had her personality, many beauty salons would have to close down.
"You can even praise an African lion as a handsome man, tell me, where did this dinosaur come from? Don't scare me to death!" I teased her.
"Pah, nonsense. We'll wait for you at Mingyue Teahouse, remember?"
"Okay. You guys go ahead, I love having beautiful women with me." Being with Huang Jing is so relaxing.
After hanging up, I felt a warm glow inside. Huang Jing works in the finance department. I met her about six months ago. I was doing market analysis and urgently needed a year's worth of financial statements. I took the elevator to the eighteenth floor, and as soon as the doors opened, I quickly stepped out. Just then, a girl was about to enter the elevator, and we almost bumped into each other. The girl seemed startled, dodged, and patted her chest, saying, "Oh dear, you scared me to death!"
I had a good sense of humor at the time, and although I was in a hurry, I pretended to be serious and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm a good person!" Then I looked earnestly into the girl's eyes, gave her a smile, and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, all afternoon as I secretly rejoiced over this incident, the girl's eyes kept appearing before my eyes. Clear, bright, and with something indescribable in them that captivated me. "
It started unintentionally, but the outcome is determined by human effort." This saying is so true.
The next day at lunch in the cafeteria, I ran into her again. As I ate, I looked up and immediately saw her. Four tables away on the east side, her clear, bright eyes were fixed on me. Our eyes met, she gave me a smile, then turned away, chatting and laughing with the girl next to her.
What does it feel like to be electrocuted? I don't know. Maybe this is it. Anyway, I'm not stupid enough to shock myself with a plug to experience that so-called electric shock feeling; that would be suicide.
I was distracted all afternoon. The only thing I accomplished was finding out more about this girl. That night, I tossed and turned, feeling an urgent urge to pursue her. The
following noon in the cafeteria, as I passed her, I pretended to know her well, greeted her, and slipped a note into her hand. Everything was done perfectly. The note only contained a poem by Liu Yong, "Butterfly Loves Flowers": "I stand leaning against the high tower, the wind is gentle, gazing into the distance, spring sorrow rises darkly on the horizon. Amidst the fading sunlight and the mingled colors of grass and smoke, who can understand the unspoken thoughts of one leaning on the railing?" I planned to indulge in unrestrained revelry, drinking and singing, but forced joy was tasteless. "My clothes grow looser, yet I have no regrets; for her sake, I grow thin and haggard. "
In the days that followed, we fell in love.
"What 'for her sake, I grow thin and haggard!' Look at you, stronger than an ox, where's the haggardness? Clearly, you're a big bad wolf with ill intentions. But 'My clothes grow looser, yet I have no regrets' suits you best! You big pervert!" Every time we were in bed, Huang Jing would tease me with this phrase, her coquettishness always arousing even greater desire in me.
The first time I entered Huang Jing's body, I discovered she wasn't a virgin. However, I didn't care; I wasn't a virgin either. Having honed my bedroom skills on Xiao Qi, I could use them on Huang Jing, bringing her to ecstasy and multiple orgasms.
Huang Jing also gave me a novel feeling. When she was at work, she was very dignified and generous; when she wore jeans and a t-shirt, she was just like the girl next door; when attending banquets, her nobility made people dare not look down on her. When she was naked and lying in bed making love, she would enjoy the pleasure of the body to the fullest, charming with a touch of flirtatiousness, beautiful with a touch of lewdness. The repressed desires since coming south were all ignited by her.
Sometimes I really wanted to ask who took her virginity, but the words were on the tip of my tongue and I swallowed them back.
"Dad, there's a phone, Dad, there's a phone..." The phone rang, pulling me back from Huang Jing's memory. 824xxxx, Li Lide, we used to work in the marketing department, now he is the deputy manager of the development department. A person I hate.
"Hello! Manager Li." No matter how much I hate him, I still spoke in a very cheerful voice.
"Xiao Xiao, what's wrong, are you alone? Is your girlfriend not with you?" Hearing this, I cursed inwardly: Damn, so what if he started working three years earlier than me? Damn it, he just got promoted, and this guy, only half a year older than me, is already calling me Xiao Xiao!
"Haha, Manager Li, don't joke with me. How about you introduce me to someone?" After heading south, I discovered I'm really good at navigating society; I can laugh without batting an eye. Not many people know about Huang Jing's situation; the company is so big, many people don't even recognize each other. If I asked him to introduce me to someone, introducing him to his wife would be great—thinking about his wife gave me a thrilling fantasy!
"Just call me by my name, it's too formal between us. As for girlfriends, I'll help you find one in a few days. Anything else for tonight? Director Yang is coming over, we're short one for mahjong. How about it?"
Director Yang is from the general affairs department. He's in his forties, very easygoing, and quite capable.
"Manager Li, this is really unfortunate tonight, I just promised a friend I'd go out. I'm so sorry! Please talk to Director Yang." Keeping promises is my consistent style. Having worked with him for over a year, Li Lide knows him well.
"Oh, what a coincidence. Okay, have fun!" He hung up the phone.
Li Lide was a promising young man. He used to work in the marketing department, and due to his outstanding performance, he was highly valued by the leadership. After I arrived, I truly channeled my grief into my work, using it to numb myself. But this inadvertently threatened Li Lide's position. In subsequent work, he would occasionally make things difficult for me. Everyone knew about it, but for the sake of face, no one brought it up. Last month, after he was transferred to the development department as deputy manager, he tried to get close to me again. Chen Shui-bian used the same trick, even better than Li Lide.
The office was quiet. I was still waiting, waiting for a call.
My phone never rang again. I thought, I can't keep Huang Jing and the others waiting any longer.
I grasped the doorknob, ready to open the door. Just then, I heard faint footsteps in the hallway.

II. With a loving couple already together,

who else would come? Would they also want to come here alone to admire the moon like I do? A thought flashed through my mind: I'd see who it was, and maybe play a prank on him, give him a fright. The office had rows of desks, each person with their own cubicle except for the manager, making it easy to hide.
The footsteps at the door sounded like two people. One was a woman; her high heels were quite clear.
I was very surprised.
I heard the sound of a key turning in the lock, and the door creaked open. Two people walked in.
Manager Wang? I saw that short, stout figure every day; in the dim light, I recognized him immediately. The other woman looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't make out who she was in the blur. I was certain she wasn't Manager Wang's wife. Manager Wang turned around, locked the door, and opened his arms to embrace the woman tightly. The two kissed passionately, their breaths audible.
An affair? I really regretted staying here!! Confucius said, "Do not look at what is improper." Seeing this was not something I wanted, especially since it was my boss. If things went wrong, I wouldn't even know how I died.
The rapid breathing and seductive moans aroused my desire, and my groin instantly hardened.
It was the first time I'd ever seen someone else do this, and it was incredibly stimulating. Peeking over, I saw Manager Wang buried his face in the woman's breasts, kissing her passionately. Her upper body was exposed, revealing a glimpse of her white skin. I was incredibly aroused; my penis throbbed painfully in my pants, and I reached in.
"Manager Wang, I'm a little cold," the woman said coquettishly. That voice...it was so familiar, but for a moment, I couldn't place it. Manager
Wang was still kissing her. I cursed inwardly: Damn it, hurry up and take her to your room! At that moment, all I wanted was to escape. I couldn't bear to watch any longer; if we were discovered, I'd be finished. Manager Wang's office had a bedroom with an ensuite bathroom, quite beautifully furnished; now I understood its purpose.
Manager Wang picked up the woman and carried her to his office. Damn, I didn't expect someone that short and stout would be so strong.
Watching them walk into the manager's office, I took a deep breath, steadied myself, and tiptoed towards the office door.
"Dad, the phone's ringing! Dad, the phone's ringing!" Just as I turned the doorknob, the phone rang. Damn it, who's calling me now, trying to kill me?! Without thinking, I pulled out my phone, pressed reject, and dashed out the door, fleeing this place of trouble.
Reaching the garage, I congratulated myself on my speed, faster than when I won the 100-meter dash in high school. Checking the caller ID, it was Xiao Qi calling. Waited so long, why now? I called her back.
"Xiao Le, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! What's up? Were you busy working?" Xiao Qi's soft voice came through the phone.
"Yes, I was just talking to the manager about work. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to you too! Where's Dai Yong? Say hello to him for me." I couldn't tell her I'd just been watching the manager having sex.
"He's not back yet. He's working overtime because he's rushing to finish an account." Hearing this, I felt a sense of unease. Had Manager Wang also told his family he was working overtime?
I asked Xiaoqi about our recent situations, and told her I had to meet a friend.
"Is it your girlfriend? Is she pretty? What does she do?" Xiaoqi seemed curious, but there was a hint of resentment in her voice.
I didn't know what to say, so I said, "You'll know when you come over. She wants to meet you."
"You told her everything?" Xiaoqi asked anxiously.
"Yes, that's why she said she wants to meet you. By the way, her name is Huang Jing."
Xiaoqi was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, go quickly. Don't keep her waiting."
I walked out of the company gate and took a taxi straight to Mingyue Teahouse. Along the way, neon lights flashed, and the city was brightly lit, exuding the atmosphere of a modern metropolis. The 1997 global financial crisis hadn't affected the city's vitality. After three years of industrial restructuring, more large foreign companies had flocked in, management levels had rapidly improved, and people's minds had become more open. Shenzhen has a greater advantage in competition among cities and in international competition.
Beautiful scenery flashed by on the street, but my thoughts returned to Manager Wang.
After careful analysis, I felt uneasy. I was too happy earlier, thinking I had slipped away quickly and they wouldn't know it was me. That damned phone ringtone! I'm the only one in the entire office who uses this ringtone. Some colleagues might play with it occasionally, but they change it after a few days. Anyone who can open the marketing department's office door is almost certainly from marketing; a thief couldn't possibly get there. If he just asks who uses this ringtone tomorrow, I'll be exposed. Besides, there are cameras in the elevators. He can check the footage, maybe even ask the security guard on duty at the company gate. I definitely won't escape.
If he knows it's me, what will he do to me? Thinking about this, I felt deeply worried. I racked my brains for a good way to avert the impending disaster. The greatest tragedy in life is to die without knowing why.
"Sir, we've arrived at Mingyue Teahouse." The taxi driver interrupted my thoughts as the car stopped in front of the teahouse.
I got out and took a deep breath of fresh air. I stopped thinking about it. Bring it on, I'm not one to be trifled with. Damn it, I don't believe he's not guilty.
When I saw Huang Jing, I felt completely at ease. I'd completely forgotten about Manager Wang. The
woman with Huang Jing was truly a beauty. I was stunned for a moment.
"You big pervert, how can you look at people like that?" Huang Jing tugged at my clothes and said, "This is my classmate Hu Xiaoyi. I told you she's a great beauty, didn't I?"
Hu Xiaoyi blushed slightly. It was an incomparably beautiful face. Thin cherry lips, a small and straight nose, delicate eyebrows above a captivating eye, fair and smooth skin, and a faint, alluring fragrance emanating from her. I was intoxicated!
“I often hear Huang Jing talking about you, and she never stops,” Hu Xiaoyi said with a smile.
Huang Jing pinched me hard, making me cry out in pain. Huang Jing pretended to be angry and said, “Pervert, you deserve to be hurt!”
I looked innocent and said, “Your classmate is too beautiful. I was just looking closely to find her flaws.”
“What flaws did you find?” A blush flashed across Hu Xiaoyi’s face, and her captivating eyes stared at me. Huang Jing also looked at me curiously, waiting for my answer.
“I can’t find it.” I raised my eyebrows and continued, “Are you a fairy descended from heaven?”
Hu Xiaoyi laughed and said, “I know, that’s how you tricked Huang Jing into your hands, isn’t it? She’s the most beautiful woman in our school, many men don’t even look at her. Do you know how high her standards are? Handsome, tall and strong, gentle and refined, considerate and attentive… You’re amazing, you managed to conquer our beauty.”
Huang Jing nudged Hu Xiaoyi and said, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
I met Hu Xiaoyi’s smiling eyes and joked, “Then you better watch out, who knows, maybe one day I’ll trick you into your hands too.”
With two beautiful women by my side, I felt great. We chatted happily about everything under the sun. Huang Jing told me that Hu Xiaoyi had just arrived in Shenzhen and had been hired as a secretary at a foreign company. She didn’t have a place to live yet, and we would be living in the same dormitory from now on. I leaned close to Huang Jing’s ear: “What if we do something bad later?” This was our code. Huang Jing pinched me again secretly, not very hard. I added, "Being a secretary is like a lamb entering a pack of wolves!"
After leaving Mingyue Teahouse, we went for a late-night snack. After two bottles of beer, both beauties had rosy cheeks and seemed a little tipsy. Time flew by; I glanced at my watch—it was already past 3 a.m. I decided to take them home.
I asked Huang Jing for her opinion. Huang Jing said, "Don't go back to the dorm; it's so late, they're all asleep. How about coming to my place? I told my sister I wasn't going home tonight, but it's okay. Besides, there are plenty of rooms, so you won't have to run around. Okay?" Taking advantage of Hu Xiaoyi's inattention, she lowered her voice and said, "I want you tonight!"
Huang Jing's sister and brother-in-law worked at a well-known IT company. Her brother-in-law was a department manager. In the money-burning IT industry, their income was very considerable. They could easily buy a three-and-a-half-story villa in Baiyun Garden, with a garden and swimming pool, for 8.5 million yuan. If it were me, I might consider it.
Huang Jing's older sister is very beautiful; they're from the same mother, so they're pretty much the same. Her husband is in his early thirties; he's not exactly handsome, but he seems shrewd and capable. Because the IT industry can be so busy that they work day and night, they don't hire a nanny, but instead hire a housekeeping company regularly for cleaning and chores.
When we arrived at Huang Jing's sister's house, the villa was quiet; it seemed they were all asleep. Huang Jing's room was on the second floor; the third and fourth floors were her sister and brother-in-law's private space. A light was still on on the third floor. Huang Jing said softly, "They often forget to turn off the lights; don't mind it."
The house was incredibly spacious. A small hallway led up to a large, luxurious hall! A long corridor stretched out, with several rooms on either side. At the end of the corridor was a modern, fully equipped bathroom.
The bathroom connected to two adjacent rooms. Huang Jing stayed in the room on the right, and I stayed in the one on the left. She told me she would have Hu Xiaoyi shower first, and then we would shower together later. She whispered in my ear, "I really want to!" It almost made me take her right there and then. The pent-up desire I'd been suppressing after spying on her tonight suddenly flared up, and I kissed her fiercely. Her soft, warm, and smooth tongue made me lose my senses. My hand unceremoniously slipped into her bosom, forcefully grasping her full breasts. A moment later, my hand slid down, over her smooth belly, reaching her high, rounded garden, touching the lush grass.
Huang Jing grabbed my hand that had reached her honeyed spot, struggling to break free from my kiss, her face flushed. She said, "Wait a minute, I'll go first." She raised her dazed eyes, gave me a flirtatious wink, and left.
She's trying to kill me!! She made me so hard, and then she left. Helpless, I could only use my gloved hand to soothe my agitated little brother.
Suppressing my burning desire, I had to wait to take a shower. Bored, I suddenly thought of going up to the third floor. I'd never been to the third floor before; how magnificent it must be up there! To be honest, I also wanted to peek at Hu Xiaoyi. If Huang Jing weren't around, I might have dared. But if I were discovered, I'd be too ashamed to face anyone. Besides, if I couldn't relieve my urges after seeing her, my little brother would definitely explode. So I decided to go up to the third floor to take a look.

III. A Garden Full of Springtime Splendor

What I never expected was that this decision would have such a profound impact on my future life.
I took off my clothes, changed into a long bathrobe, and walked barefoot out of my room, quietly climbing the stairs to the third floor. I felt excited; this was a place I'd never been before, and my heart was filled with curiosity. At the same time, I couldn't help but worry—what if I ran into her sister or brother-in-law? How embarrassing!
Having already reached the corner of the stairs, there was no turning back. And my curiosity was so strong.
The layout of the third floor was similar to the second floor. Warm pink lights illuminated the room, making it cozy and comfortable. Unintentionally, however, it also made me feel restless. At the entrance to the hallway above the stairs stood life-size statues of a man and a woman. The man was strong and powerful, his phallus erect and vividly depicted; the woman had full breasts and posed in a seductive pose, her genitals showing a cleavage that seemed to lack only hair.
The main hall was decorated in a fresh and natural style, with several ancient erotic paintings hanging on the walls—scenes like "Raindrops on Banana Leaves," "Man Pushing a Cart," and "Upside-Down Bell"—enough to make one blush and feel aroused.
They seemed to be asleep! The whole room was quiet. For some reason, there seemed to be a faint, familiar scent in the air, but I couldn't immediately place it.
The corridor was also dimly lit with pink light, and all the room doors were open, light shining from each room.
Rich people are so wasteful; they forget to turn off the lights, and so many of them at that! Looking at the open doors, I suddenly had a voyeuristic thought. Huang Jing had told me that her sister was two years older than her, which meant she was a year younger than me.
To this day, I still don't know her sister's and brother-in-law's names. Like Huang Jing, I always address them as "sister" and "brother-in-law" when we meet. Huang Jing even teased me for calling them so affectionately, more so than my own sister.
My sister is voluptuous, tall, beautiful, and poised. Compared to Huang Jing, she possesses a more mature beauty. What would such a captivating woman be like in bed?
Gazing at the rooms, I was thrilled by my own thoughts, my heart pounding with excitement, and my penis immediately sprang forth from my bathrobe.
I tiptoed into the passageway, stood by the door of the first room, and peeked inside.
On the large bed, a seductive body lay with her back to the door, embracing a man lying flat, one long, beautiful leg draped over his penis. The woman's waist was supple, her sleeping posture forming a beautiful arc, her large buttocks hinting at intense sexual desire.
Heaven granted my wish! I saw my sister's beautiful body, and as I slowly admired it, my little brother twitched with excitement.
Wait a minute! When I looked closer, I realized the woman on the bed wasn't Huang Jing's sister! Although their figures were similar, Huang Jing's sister's hair wasn't this long. Just then, the woman on the bed rolled over, sprawling out in a starfish shape.
I quickly ducked back, startled.
Peeking again, it was clear now—not Huang Jing's sister. The woman on the bed was around thirty years old, with a well-proportioned face, a satisfied expression on her face, fast asleep. Who was that? Why was she sleeping here? Could it be her brother-in-law's lover? Looking closer, the man on the bed didn't seem to be her brother-in-law either. He was muscular, with a large tuft of chest hair and hairy thighs. This wasn't her brother-in-law; he was very fair-skinned. If that was the case, then who was the person on the bed? Where were her sister and brother-in-law?
I was confused. But my burning desire and intense curiosity compelled me to go to the next room. I peeked inside. I was startled. Two men and two women lay on the spacious bed. One woman was on top of a man, their genitals pressed tightly together, while the other couple was entangled in a passionate embrace. They were all fast asleep. Witnessing this for the first time, the intense shock left me speechless!
After a moment, I realized the man in the entangled couple was Huang Jing's brother-in-law, but her sister wasn't there. Only then did I understand the faint, familiar scent in the air—the mingled bodily fluids after lovemaking.
When I reached the third room, I finally saw Huang Jing's sister. On the large bed, a couple lay side-by-side. The woman was indeed Huang Jing's sister, lying slightly towards the door, looking completely satisfied. Her breasts were still firm, adorned with two bright red nipples. Below her flat stomach was a thicket of hair, and it seemed white fluid was seeping from the entrance. It was clear they had just finished a vigorous encounter. Wife-swapping? The word flashed through my mind.
I'd heard about it in casual conversations and read about it in newspapers and magazines before, but I didn't think it was very credible. Who would willingly let another man have his way with their wife? But what I saw at this moment shocked me deeply. I never imagined wife-swapping actually existed!
What shocked me even more was what followed. When I turned around to look at the room opposite, I saw a girl who was my colleague, Liu Qianqian, from the marketing department! Liu Qianqian was a girl from Guangxi, petite, cute, and lively—always our little sister. She was here too! I couldn't believe it! No one else would have believed it either. She must have just finished a battle; she looked exhausted, her face weary.
What I saw tonight was beyond my imagination. A wave of dizziness washed over me, and I could only lean against the wall by the door to rest and recover. My penis, however, was throbbing with pain, hard as iron, veins bulging.
I couldn't bear it any longer. Thinking of Huang Jing, I silently and quickly crossed the corridor and rushed towards Huang Jing's room. I didn't care about Hu Xiaoyi anymore.
Huang Jing had just changed into her bathrobe when I suddenly walked in, startling her. Seeing it was me, she gasped and quickly covered herself. Her eyes widened as she stared at me, her face flushing crimson with embarrassment. She pointed to my erect penis, which was protruding angrily from my bathrobe, expressing her confusion. I knew she was afraid Hu Xiaoyi would hear. I pointed upstairs and pulled her hand, leading her outside.
In the hallway, Huang Jing asked softly, "What's wrong? Xiaoyi's almost done showering, why are you in such a hurry?"
I swallowed hard, realizing my mouth was dry. I told Huang Jing, "Go upstairs and you'll see."
I guessed Huang Jing had never seen anything like it before. She was immediately stunned, her face burning red, her eyes glazed over, standing there frozen. I gently pulled her, and she slumped against me, unable to stand.
Listening to her heavy breathing, my hand inadvertently brushed against her breast, feeling her nipples hard as pebbles. I knew she was already aroused.
I grabbed Huang Jing's small hand, grasped my burning-hot penis, and ran my fingers over her vulva, finding it already soaking wet, a trickle of fluid flowing down. I couldn't hold back any longer. I turned Huang Jing around, making her lean against the wall, and guided my throbbing penis between her thighs, finding the entrance to her exquisite opening. I thrust in hard, the intense fullness causing Huang Jing to groan "Ah!" Her vaginal muscles tightened, a warm, moist cavity tightly enveloping my penis.
The desire I had been suppressing all night exploded at this moment. I forgot about tenderness and gentleness; at this moment, all I knew was to release myself fiercely, to thrust forcefully, not caring if I woke others. Huang Jing gritted her teeth, trying to remain silent; all I could hear were soft moans. This only fueled my desire to conquer her, and I thrust even faster.
Huang Jing was perhaps already aroused tonight, and the group sex scene gave her a huge thrill. With my rapid, powerful thrusts, she soon reached orgasm. Her vagina gripped me tightly, and she couldn't move.
I remained hard as iron, my penis still inside her. I hugged her from behind, my hands cupping her full breasts, kissing her smooth neck and back. After a while, Huang Jing slowly recovered from her orgasm, turned to kiss me, and said, "So beautiful!"
I deliberately moved my penis, saying, "You're beautiful, what am I going to do?"
Huang Jing thought for a moment and said, "Carry me off."
I pulled my penis out of her vagina, it gleaming under the light. A gush of vaginal fluid flowed from Huang Jing's vagina, running down her thighs. Her disheveled hair and dazed eyes made her appear both wanton and alluring.
I turned Huang Jing around, lifted one of her thighs, and inserted my still throbbing penis into her vagina. Suddenly, I felt as if a pair of eyes were watching me from behind. I turned around, but there was nothing there.
Huang Jing, panting softly, whispered in my ear, "Hold me."
I grabbed her plump buttocks and lifted her up, our lower bodies pressed tightly together. Huang Jing wrapped her arms around my neck, her thighs around my waist, her body swaying as we moved, my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.
I had a feeling someone was watching me from behind—was it Huang Jing's sister, Liu Qianqian, or one of those unfamiliar beautiful women?
Carrying Huang Jing up to the second floor, my thrusts became increasingly forceful. Huang Jing gasped, "Put me down."
Reaching the sofa, I laid her down, ruthlessly lifting her legs and placing them on my shoulders. My penis, aimed at her wet, inviting opening, plunged in all the way. Huang Jing cried out in pleasure. What followed was a torrent of pleasure, like a sudden summer storm, bringing joy and refreshing coolness!
As I surged forth like a thousand horses, Huang Jing, scalded and disoriented, wept, her eyes tightly shut, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. I, too, felt an exhilarating sense of satisfaction. I let out a long sigh, and looking up, I saw a pair of captivating eyes gazing at me from around the corner of the corridor, dreamy yet shy.
Hu Xiaoyi!
Hu Xiaoyi looked at me quietly. At that moment, I felt another pair of eyes watching me from upstairs. Who was it?

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