Chapter 89 Showdown

The sun slowly tilted westward, and the bed in the hotel room was in a mess. Guo Ye lay on his side and was sleeping soundly. One of his arms was placed under Du Ruyan's head, and the other hand was wrapped around her plump body. Du Ruyan was wrapped around by Guo Ye and was sleeping soundly in his arms. At this moment, Du Ruyan was placed under his body with a purple bathrobe, and there were large traces of vaginal fluid and semen on the bed sheets, and the two of them had not cleaned up their genitals. Perhaps because they were too tired, they did not go to take a shower or get out of bed after their second sex, and they just hugged each other and fell asleep.

When Du Ruyan opened her eyes wide, the surroundings were dim. She was like a dead fish rushing to the beach by the tide. She crawled heavily on the soft mattress. On the bed, her snow-white naked body was folded like a bow. The boy's strong arms hugged her from the front. She woke up in a dim state, but her mind was in a state of confusion. Her brain was empty, and all the memories leaked out from her ears like fireworks.

The thick curtains were covered, and the room was quiet and deep, and occasionally the cries of insects and birds could be heard outside. She opened her eyes, and her sleep left her body far away like a winged shadow. What was left was a clear consciousness and a weak body. The golden darkness soaked her like a tide. She felt that her lower body was swollen and a little hot and painful, her body was very light and heavy, her mind was like a screen covered with dust, she was naked, not even her underwear, and at this moment, the dark blue air was floating in the room, and the boy hugged her, and they lay on their sides, like a couple who were loving each other.

Looking at the boy's handsome face and bronze skin, Du Ruyan's heart was soft. She thought that when he entered his body, he seemed so anxious and disorderly, as if he was afraid that he would lose it after a while. His movements were reckless and almost rude, and his thrust was frenzied and disorderly, and sometimes violent as a storm, and sometimes the spring breeze blew gently and weak. This was the first time Du Ruyan really felt that having sex with a much younger man was so passionate. He seemed to have endless energy, and he did it from the morning until the afternoon, without even having lunch until he was exhausted.

She tried to spread his hands apart, but Guo Ye suddenly hugged her tighter. With a moan in his dream, he began to kiss her face passionately. His lips were wet like hungry clams. In the hazy, his limbs were like long green vines and tightly wrapped around her body: Teacher, are you awake?

Well... Get up quickly, wait until all the classmates are back!Du Ruyan kissed the boy a few times, tried hard to make his mind clear, pushed him away, struggled with his tired body, covered his plump white breasts on his chest with one hand and got out of bed. Her legs became weak and staggered and almost fell down. She was fucked like this by her students. She said with shame: I...I'll go and rush first.

I'll help you wash it. Look at your waist and legs are weak, it's not good if you fall.Guo Ye said softly, kneeling from the bed, and stood up diligently to support her.

Du Ruyan secretly glanced at the huge penis hanging under his crotch, and seemed to be a little panicked, and said tremblingly: Who...Who asked you to help...You are not allowed to come... Before he finished speaking, Du Ruyan ran to the bathroom.

Guo Ye looked at Du Ruyan's snow-white and graceful back and her trembling buttocks when she ran, and suddenly remembered the scene when the two met in the boys' dormitory for the first time. The penis began to become a little congested again without realizing it. He was not in a hurry and slowly got out of bed and followed him. Sure enough, the toilet was not locked, and the door was left for him to see that she had turned on the shower and stood under the hot water. Guo Ye closed the door and licked his lips to admire the naked naked side of the beautiful woman.

Her figure is not as compact and sexy as her mother Zhao Ying. Although she is well maintained, her curves are still very attractive. However, she can clearly see a little plump in her arms, lower abdomen, and thighs. Especially the place where the hips and waist are connected, there are still traces of giving birth to a child. A shallow longitudinal pattern arranged the memory of her hardships. She did not wash her hair, tie her long black hair, closed her eyes and raised her chin, and rinsed quietly, allowing the water to flow down from the center of her plump breasts, wet her black pubic hair into a pointed point, and fell to the ground.

The boy listened to the rain singing tower, and the red candle was faint. Guo Ye inexplicably remembered this sentence, walked into the water, gently held Du Ruyan's earlobe, hooked and licked it with his tongue, and whispered in a low voice: Teacher, I said I wanted to kiss you, but it was still half the distance. Have you forgotten?

Um?Du Ruyan turned her face to look at him, her eyes widened, and her eyes were like silk: Which half?

Behind Ah.Guo Ye smiled and walked around behind. She just folded her hair, and her white and tender neck lit up under the coiled hair. She kissed it in one mouthful. The cheese under the skin was so tender and soft.

Well... Du Ruyan moaned like a silk thread, stretched her hands to hold the wall, and couldn't help but hang her head slightly, wanting him to turn to the more sensitive and useful side, but Guo Ye deliberately refused, licking around her snow-white shoulders and beautiful back, until she twisted her waist unbearably, and then he moved his penis closer, wrapping his hands out of his armpits, holding his plump breasts and playing with it. His tongue finally fulfilled her intentions and slid up and down the section under his earlobe.

This classmate’s mother, a beautiful professor in the university, will be his woman from now on. This is probably the woman Guo Ye got the least effort. He wants to thank Du Ruyan, the husband who was spending money outside.

While the two were indulging in their entanglement, Lao Guo had already driven back to Hangzhou in the county's car. It was the first time he came to his son's new home. He found the key under the flower pot at the door. As soon as he entered the house, he saw several pairs of high-heeled sandals of different colors at the place where he changed his shoes at the door. Lao Guo looked at some sexy sandals, and his wife's sexy underwear stockings that he found that day appeared in his heart. He felt so sour and his face was heavy. The room was full of warm smell, but Lao Guo felt so unfamiliar and out of place.

When he came to the three bedrooms on the second floor, he looked at them and saw that it was obviously a pile of sexy and exposed underwear in the closet of his wife Zhao Ying's bedroom. Some of them had never seen them before. Old Guo was even more depressed. At this moment, he almost believed that his wife had an affair. He really didn't want to be sure that his wife had an extramarital relationship, but all kinds of signs showed that Zhao Ying did have other men, but he didn't know that most of the exposed underwear were from Zhao Yuan. Although Zhao Ying also wanted to attract the attention of her son Guo Ye, her conservative and traditional thinking had never fundamentally changed. She was a little ashamed to wear those sexy underwear to tease her son.

Zhao Ying received a call from Lao Guo on the way back this afternoon. She was upset and dazed during the afternoon. She didn't call her son Guo Ye. This was what she had to face. In Zhao Ying's heart, no matter how capable his son is, he was always a child. He should not bear this pressure. Even if his son is her lover, even if he told his son, it would only add to his worries. After get off work, almost all the people in the school had finished leaving, and Zhao Ying walked downstairs with difficulty and drove a newly bought Audi.

When I got home, I found Lao Guo curled up in the sofa in the living room, with empty wine bottles tilted on the table and full ashtrays. Everything showed that he had been impatient and was in a bad mood. After so many years of tacit understanding between the couple, Zhao Ying knew that her husband might have wanted to show off. Since when did the couple know what the other party was thinking about, but did not say it out. This probably started with Lao Guo’s report in the county. It can be felt whether a person’s heart is in himself.

Neither of them said it, just because they said it was irreversible, but the news of Zhao Ying's pregnancy now broke the tacit understanding between the couple.

Zhao Ying silently put down her bag and car keys, and took the trash can to clean up the wine bottle on the coffee table. The faint sound woke Lao Guo up. He looked up and down at her. Her long black curly hair was neatly combed back into a bun. Only red lipstick was gently applied to her plain jade face. In the slightly dark light, her snow-skin and red lips were even more amazing.

She wore a slim-fitting purple tweed suit top, her chest was stretched high by her breasts, and a black and white scarf was tied into her slender neck. A purple tweed skirt that stretched her knees tightly wrapped her straight thighs, making her plump and round buttocks look even more perky. The flesh-colored glass stockings covered her long calves like a layer of skin, and she was wearing a pair of 7 cm black red-soled high heels. She looked particularly dignified and beautiful. No matter who saw her, she would think she was a rare good woman, right?

Lao Guo thought so.

You woke up?When did you get home?Her husband's eyes made Zhao Ying feel uncomfortable like a needle on her back. When his eyes were suspicious, they became as cold as a knife, which made Zhao Ying feel weak inside. She was uncomfortable with his eyes that were more white than black.

Arrived at around six o'clock!Lao Guo's voice was a little dry. After saying that, he picked up the lighter and cigarette on the coffee table and lit one.

Smoking a little less is bad for your health.Zhao Ying habitually cared and wiped the coffee table clean: Have you eaten?I'll do something?

Don't be hungry, don't be busy.Lao Guo glanced at his wife's beautiful legs in stockings, and his heart hurt like a needle. His wife never wore stockings before, and he was a little unwilling: Let's talk.

Zhao Ying sat down for a while and was silent. In the dim and silent living room, Yu Guangli, who was transmitting in from the window, Zhao Ying looked at the hazy outline of the man over 40. Her husband was sitting on the sofa. Only the sparks in his hand were flashing, like a body and a heart of life, beating and throbbing. Zhao Ying couldn't bear it and tried to speak, but she didn't know what to say. After all, it was her who was wrong. She was like a prisoner waiting for interrogation.

Lao Guo wanted to drink a while, but found that the bottle was empty. He turned his head and looked at the last afterglow outside the window. He realized that his quiet days as warm as the sun had been broken. They had indeed encountered unforgettable things in their lives. After a long time, Lao Guo finally asked: Do children have to be born?

Compared to who that man is, what Lao Guo cares most about is his wife Zhao Ying's final decision. Whether the child is born will determine whether she still wants to keep this marriage.

Um!Zhao Ying responded softly, although the voice was very light, it showed no hesitation at all.

Whose child belongs to?Lao Guo’s question was exchanged for a moment of silence. He turned around and looked at his wife’s slightly lowered face, even more irritable, and said with anger and laughed in anger: Are you afraid that I will deal with him?

No!Zhao Ying raised her head and looked at Lao Guo.

Oh!...How long have you been?Lao Guo sneered without a smile. He really never thought about how he would do to that man. In the past two months, he thought a lot and understood why their marriage had come to this point. Compared to a marriage life like boiled water, his wife Zhao Ying's cheating was not surprising. Lao Guo, who was in his forties, could see through many things, but seeing through is one thing, but doing it is another. Just like now, the more his wife doesn't say it, the more he wants to know. The more she wants to protect him, the more he wants to kill him.

About three months.Having said this, Zhao Ying also took a deep breath and looked at him: It has reached this point, and we can't slap, so we don't want to discuss who is right or wrong. I just hope we can get together!

Good together and parting?Ha...haha... Lao Guo laughed. He was not confused about right or wrong. There is rarely a distinction between husband and wife. He was a little bitter: Where is the son?Who will you belong to?

Of course it belongs to me!I have been raised by Xiaoye since I was a child. When have you ever cared about him?Have you ever cared about whether you are sick or your academic performance?How many times have you changed his diapers when he was a child?How many times have you taken him out to play?Apart from that little money, what have you given to your family?What else do you have in your mind besides an official position?Zhao Ying seemed to have found a burst point, and the more she said it, the more she felt wronged. She was indeed wronged. Her husband was a scholarly personality. She advocated that the male lead was the outside and the female lead the inside. This was not to say that he was wrong, but it was a bit too much. After marrying him, Zhao Ying often felt that she had lived a nanny who didn't have money. For so many years, Lao Guo would not say that she would give gifts. As long as she sometimes complained about her job, Lao Guo would always look for her own problems. Moreover, this has been the same for more than ten years. How can Zhao Ying bear it?

No matter whether you are poor or rich, life is never easy. You will have aspirations before getting married. It is easy to think about it. But once you get married, you will find that many things are just thinking too much. It is precisely because of this that the care from his son Guo Ye and his maternal love for his son have caused Zhao Ying's suppressed emotions to gush like a volcano, and he can't stop him.

Lao Guo was silent. He really felt guilty about family matters. It was because of this that he accepted the fact that his wife cheated so quickly, but he could not give up his only son. Lao Guo lit another cigarette in annoyance: Is your son yours?He is 18 years old, let him live with your adulterer whom you have known for three months?In three months, do you know him?When did you become so childish?

I didn't want to marry him.Zhao Ying replied.

Old Guo's heart suddenly jumped up, his head suddenly raised, his eyes shining in the dark, staring at Zhao Ying as if he had seen hope: I didn't want to get married, so you still have to give birth to the child?At this moment, he felt a little happy after a disaster.

Children are children, what does it matter whether they get married or not?Zhao Ying turned her head and looked towards the TV.

Then... do you want to get a divorce?Lao Guo's voice was a little trembling. He didn't want to leave if it was not necessary. The separation of a family was never a simple matter. This means the separation of the social circle, especially when the children were so old.

I... Zhao Ying hesitated and bit her lip: Of course I don’t want to leave, but this is not fair to you, and I will also feel sorry for you.

Oh!Unfair... Lao Guo smiled bitterly, but a little warmed up in his heart, and his mood calmed down. He could accept his wife's cheating. Lao Guo had seen a lot of this, and he himself did not be loyal to his wife, but he could not accept that his wife gave birth to someone else's child...