Chapter 3

Tang Cute stayed at home bored, and the remote control in his hand made the TV flash. He had originally agreed to take a vacation with Zhang Lishan at the same time, but he never thought that his wife would go to work before the holiday was over, leaving him idle at home.

Tang Cute is not good at socializing and has no many friends. He and Zhang Lishan are childhood sweethearts. Their combination can be called a golden boy, a jade girl, a talented woman.

In fact, Tang Cute looks good, and as a man, he is a handsome and handsome guy. But in front of his beloved wife, he always feels ashamed of himself. In his heart, he always feels like he always takes advantage of others.

Whenever he went out with his wife, he always noticed that passing men looked at her. In his eyes, the men's eyes were like flies. This association made him furious.

Since marrying her, he has increasingly felt a restless atmosphere from his surroundings. She is like a beautiful prey in the dark jungle, and he has to endure invisible crises at all times.

There was still some time before she got off work, so he waited early in front of the building in the center. It was the hot and hot weather. The whole city was like a fire, and the human body was sweating, blending with the temperature and water. The air was as suffocating as before orgasm.

Tang Cute placed the Mitsubishi Jeep with the police badge on the sidewalk. From the moment he sat down, his eyes circled the door with the red letters pressed, and focused on staring at the blurred figure in the glass curtain wall.

People don't go in and out frequently. Every time the door is opened, Tang Cute's heart shakes and tightens.

When a young couple went out, they gave way to the middle-aged man with big belly who was entering the door, and the man nodded and thanked him.

A long-haired man came in, two huge dice printed on his white T-shirt, looking like a guy who loves gambling

Zhang Lishan had already seen Tang Cute's car at the door, but she was still busy with her work. The newly appointed director of the business hall was full of things. She was swept her eyebrows and a little pink face, leaving a small sweat bead like a candle that she cried.

But at this time, the cell phone hanging on her chest rang again. She then, it was her husband's. He lowered the car window and waved her hand. A far-fetched smile appeared on her face and said: Okay, behave, I'll get off work in a while.

A girl from the office upstairs came over and said to her: Director Zhang, Mr. Yao is looking for you

She turned around and said: If you know, run to the elevator

In Yao Qinghua's office, he collapsed on the single sofa, spreading his legs apart like he was overwhelmed, and the meat on his thighs filled his jeans very full, and he could feel their elasticity and temperature at a glance.

He poured ginseng tea for Zhang Lishan from the teapot. The strong tea fragrance spread out for a moment. There was nothing special. He just asked about her work on the first day. Zhang Lishan reported to him in a slight manner.

A girl came over and added water. The Citi ginseng tea was not as strong as before.

At this time, a white figure floated up, and Yao Qinghua was also excited and waved to Zhou XiaoYàn. She nodded politely to Zhang Lishan. It turned out that she had made an appointment.

When Zhang Lishan left, she saw Zhou XiaoYàn wearing neat suits and trousers on the hot weather, and saw a red shirt with a low collar that opened freely, with a touch of snow-whiteness on her chest and a deep cleavage. Yao Qinghua's eyes always fell in easily, pulling it out with great difficulty, making her bystander sweat, and she felt ashamed of Zhou XiaoYàn.

In Yao Qinghua's heart, he had ulterior motives about these young women he worked with.

Yao Qinghua is in middle age, with a prominent position and a successful career. He is like a blooming flower, and there are still young, beautiful and intoxicated bees buzzing in front of him. You stick to him, and the door is crowded.

In his forties, he was about to lose his lust, so he should have some worries, but he made up his mind to enjoy what he saw, just like an appetizing fish man, who was not worried about anything other than carefully removing his bones.

He estimated secretly and decided to start with Zhou XiaoYàn first. This young woman who had just divorced, although she looked like she was not as good as the world's fireworks, she actually contained the corners of her eyes. Loneliness, melancholy, depression, and depression. At this time, she would not take much effort to take advantage of the situation and would definitely be able to get it easily.

The content of the conversation with Zhang Lishan is different. They are talking about work, but they are talking about life with Zhou XiaoYàn. He asked about her housing, economy, and her parents' situation with great care and compassion. His compassion for each other is beyond words.

I heard that Zhou XiaoYàn lives in an apartment in the suburbs. When he had to take a taxi to work every day, he immediately made a thrust and stamped his feet, showing that he felt guilty about his inattention.

Why not when I go to work, the car will take you there and he asked tentatively

Zhou XiaoYàn smiled sweetly: Thank you, no need

He thought about it and then said with a conversation: Xiao Yàn, you have a driver's book. Zhou Xiao Yàn nodded as an answer. He rubbed his hands and said: Why not, I'll find you a car and drive it yourself, and I'll be free and easy

Zhou XiaoYàn raised his eyes but said in a bad way: No, I just went to work and I was gossiping.

You don't have to care about this, I have my own theory. He said firmly, showing the authority of a leader

Zhou XiaoYàn couldn't hide his joy, but his face still showed a moving and calm look: Mr. Yao, I still think it's not suitable.

You Ah, you are always so polite. Yao Qinghua scratches his ears and hearts like a cat bites a hedgehog

Mr. Yao, nothing else, I'll leave

Facing Zhou XiaoYàn's back, the butt tightly wrapped in her pants was swaying charmingly, Yao Guanhua seemed to be a deflated ball

Zhou XiaoYàn also knows Yao Qinghua's ulterior motives, but she knows that such things are not urgent. The relationship between men and women should be brewing quietly. Once the time is ripe, you can only pick it out. It is like brewing wine. If you defy the air too early, it will be completely broken.

Zhou XiaoYàn divorced him because he couldn't bear the humiliation of his ex-husband. At that time, as long as he agreed to handle the matter, she would all belong to him for the property, house, car and bank deposits.

She left him with a handbag alone, and the strange-minded man didn't even let her take her underwear away.

The parents must not be able to go back. They cannot understand how this seemingly happy marriage has undergone fission under the repeated destruction of their daughter.

Just when Zhou XiaoYàn was struggling and helpless, she was her good friend and her boss who applied for housing subsidies for her. She used the money to buy this apartment in a remote suburb. The geographical advantages of the buildings there were meaningless to her. Except for working, she entered the city almost every ten days and half a month.

Fortunately, these suburban real estate projects have done a good job of building communities, including football fields, swimming pools, department stores, everything, and the price is half cheaper than the city center.

Her friends were confused by her, and the motivation for buying this suburban apartment was once a mystery that Zhou XiaoYàn could not solve himself.

But one day, she understood that the desolation of the suburbs made her feel at ease. When she thought of living in a prosperous city and being wrapped in the deserted surroundings, she felt inexplicably panic, as if she had walked into the dream she often had, running and shouting in the uninhabited open space, but the sky was ruthlessly dark.

Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire

It was time for Zhang Lishan to get off work when she returned to her office. Everyone in the business hall below had left. She changed her pullover and ran out happily to get into her husband's car. Tang Cute was waiting impatiently. Seeing a pretty woman rolling into the car, she reached out and wanted to stir her into her arms. She pushed her away.

I'm so hungry, my husband

OK, it's almost here

Tang Cute pressed the button, and then the police car rang a short sirens, but the car still couldn't get up. The street was full of vehicles, European and American cars were domineering, with wide body, fat toes and arrogant, Japanese cars full of auras, delicate and light, the most breathing was domestic cars, the deflated bus and minibuses were squeezed when they were in trouble. The more cars, the longer the traffic lights changed.

The car's butt is exhausted, and people have become irritated

The cars in front of the new fishing port were full of shiny luster. The young man in a red uniform, red beret and white gloves gestured stiffly, slowly led Tang Cute's police car into the parking line, and then bowed his waist to open the car door.

Under the silver-like lights, Tang Cute narrowed his eyes and smiled, and walked into the restaurant lobby with his wife Zhang Lishan one after another. He remembered something and said to her, "Wait for me," he walked to the side of the car, opened the trunk of the car, stayed for a while, and opened his wife's cell phone and asked: What wine do you want to drink?

Zhang Lishan said on her phone: It's up to you. She is looking at the sharks in the pool, with six or seven lead colors, broad mouth, thick fangs, stupid eyes, and showing her cruel nature while staying still.

Zhang Lishan looked at the shark, thinking about how similar Yao Qinghua looked at her just now, and how similar it was to the shark in front of her. I wonder what kind of scene Zhou XiaoYàn was like.

Just as she was thinking randomly, she turned around and saw Tang Cute walking over with a proud step, holding a bottle of red wine in her hand, with joy hidden between her eyebrows and warm eyes. She couldn't help but be happy, her eyes were shiny, and her heart was filled with the beauty of a noble wife, like dozens of sparrows for food jumping in the gulf floor, and the empty field was full of vitality.

A large group of men and women laughed and passed by Zhang Lishan in a loud voice. A tall man suddenly slapped her shoulders and shouted in a high voice: Zhang Lishan, it's really you, we haven't seen each other for a long time.

It's you, it's almost a few years. Zhang Lishan was also stunned. Seeing that Tang Cute had approached, she whispered in a panic: My husband and I come, let's contact you again

Tang Cute looked at the group of men and women who had gone far away, muttering: Who Ah?

Du Qipeng Zhang Lishan looked back at him, but her eyes were drooping with guilt. Tang Cute looked at the man's back, reached out to stir the wife's shoulder, and walked towards the other end

Zhang Lishan's score was not very ideal during the college entrance examination. People at home always complained that she didn't study hard all day long and wanted to dress up beautifully to provoke boys.

She could only fill in a local normal college in her volunteers, and did not dare to have any other unfair delusions. In the end, she finally spent a lot of effort and saved thousands of dollars from her family to send her to the school.

But thanks to her tall craftsmanship and beautiful face, it contrasts sharply with the low scores on her test paper. At that time, Zhang Lishan was still a girl who flirted with her long hair and skirt back and forth in front of the mirror, lazy and simple.

It was Tang Cute who sent her to school. She introduced her to her classmates with the unique shyness of a girl. Although she attracted ridicule, even though the classmates in the dormitory were forced to confess and induce her, she almost beat her up. As always, she insisted that she was just her cousin.

Du Qipeng is her senior brother. The two of them participated in the sports dance competitions of provincial universities and won a good ranking.

It was my junior year, and Zhang Lishan had already left her hair on her shoulders. Her hair was black and soft, and she danced in the wind like a finger stroking an invisible string.

The award was also given on the night of the finals. When their ranking was announced, Du Qipeng hugged her excitedly, and Zhang Lishan also threw herself into his arms to meet his hug.

The excitement of joy stayed in their minds for a long time until they returned to the backstage. In the temporary dressing room, another pair of winners had already kissed each other wildly as if no one was around.

The inadvertent performance of the dance partner suddenly stimulated Zhang Lishan's desire to make mistakes. In fact, perhaps from the beginning, she was ready to make mistakes. She felt that she might be in a certain excited and joyful state. She floated an ambiguous but charming smile towards Du Qipeng.

Du Qipeng stood beside her without any intention of leaving. Zhang Lishan's body smelled of fragrance and sweat. The dance clothes that had not been changed were too few and pity on her body. The bottom of the thin and short skirt had not been straightened yet. Her plump abdomen and a small piece of fabric covered in the middle were vivid in my mind. In the casual swaying posture in the dressing room, there was always something that made him uneasy. It seemed that the blue whale was floating from the deep sea and was about to free up the water.

Du Qipeng has long been familiar with Zhang Lishan's body. When she dances Latin dance, her skin frequently contacts, and some of the movements are even more in line with sensitive parts between men and women.

But like tonight, the two of them were in such a small space, and Zhang Lishan did not hesitate to remove makeup and change clothes in front of him. She turned around and exposed her back. There was a row of small shell buttons behind her light top.

Sorry, you do me a favor and unbutton the back

While unbuttoning her, he took the opportunity to peek at her back, her back was smooth and soft

Du Qipeng found that she was wearing nothing inside and the temporary door was not closed. As soon as the thin belt on her shoulder slipped, her whole chest was exposed.

She pulled open the bag that was placed at her feet, took out a rose-red bra with lace edges, raised one of her arms, and bent her head as well. The tightly tied hair spread out as soon as she slid.

She just put on the bra and started combing her hair with the comb. Her strong breasts trembled up and down with the rhythm of the comb, drawing a beautiful curve on her chest.

Her eyes and Du Qipeng's eyes collided in the mirror. Du Qipeng felt that the blood in his heart was running faster and his whole body was hot and hard to resist. He really wanted to go over and put his hand on her back and gently stroke her plump buttocks

In the mirror, she blinked at him who was stunned, and then stood up and lifted the skirt on her thighs. She hesitated for a moment and handled it on her butt. She still didn't have the courage to take off her pants in front of him.

Du Qipeng did not miss the great opportunity in front of him. He hugged her from behind and immediately gave her a kiss. Zhang Lishan was so excited that she was sent all over, her face turned red and twisted out, and circled her lips to him teasingly, and stretched her tongue out.

His hand reached into his open shirt, fiddling with his already hard nipples, and happily breathing the sweat odor of the man's skin. The fragrance made her dizzy

Her lips were soaked by the wet and warmth of her lips like strange flower stamens. He stirred his tongue into it unscrupulously, and their tongues were silky like precious silk.

One hand stroked her chest and gently twisted the nipples that were protruding like flower buds through the thin bra. The other hand slid to the upper part of her thighs. She gradually felt a strange feeling on her body, and the joy of her body suddenly came.

Du Qipeng's hand slid down again and stroked her place along the edge of her underwear. A few strands of pubic hair were covered with sweat or cream and cream. The place where the hair was close was her plump and thick flesh, which was fat and tender in her hand. When she hooked her fingers on the flesh, there were tender buds like cockscombs spitting out the vaginal fluid and then urged her fingers to urge her petals. The place was plump, fat, plump and plump, and she dug the whole finger in. Sure enough, she was tight and narrow inside.

Zhang Lishan couldn't stand such teasing, and her butt twisted and swayed in a charming way. She stretched out a pair of slender knitting hands to touch Du Qipeng's crotch. She just touched his high-waisted trousers, but she felt that something was thick, round, and firm and hard. Then she fumbled around his trousers with her hands, and hurriedly unbuttoned his trousers belt.

It was Du Qipeng who took off his pants and took them off to his knees along with his underwear. Her face turned red. The thing looked very erect and was scary, but it was gentle and smooth when held on his palm.

Du Qipeng was already in a state of ecstasy, and his nostrils were panting heavily. He then leaned forward, lifted her body and lay on the back of the chair, and did not take off her panties. He just slipped in the narrow bottom, spread her thighs, and danced in while it was slid. When he was approaching her petals, he felt difficult and stagnant. He twisted his waist and pushed it several times before he advanced into the shuttle.

Zhang Lishan's sweat is as fragrant as beads, her skin is trembling, her eyebrows are locked and she endured it. Du Qipengyan's insertion is half of it, and it happened that the turtle ridge slammed her cock's comb, and she inserted it all the way around like a chicken pecking at her. Zhang Lishan has never been teased like this. She reached out to his crotch, and a small part is still outside, so she had to try to expand her legs and then lift the annoying underwear to the side.

Du Qipeng also knew this and threw her ankles beside her, arched her body forward, and raised her head. Zhang Lishan exclaimed: Ah Eu: Holding up her hands and tightened his arms. Du Qipeng took up her butt and hugged her tightly, and she shook her roots several times.

Du Qipeng didn't have a shuttle, his head was thrusting, making Zhang Lishan look like she was dying of ecstasy. The tender place was sour and soft. When she saw her half lying on the chair, her white legs swaying towards the sky, she felt interesting. She had a little more effort. She added a little more effort. The sound of water in her place was like a water canal that opened a gate. A small mouth opened slightly and her cry was whispering and whining, which made him feel so erotic that it was hard to stop. A thing even rose up and gave her a lot of fun. She was constantly coming and going.

The unsolid chair could not withstand the troubles of the two people, and had already creaked protests, and it seemed to be shaking.

Soon Du Qipeng leaked his semen. He was released from Zhang Lishan's high and excited cry. The pleasure during the catharsis made him dizzy and his whole body numb, and it also made Zhang Lishan finally exhausted and collapsed on the chair. With the afterglow of happiness, her body still trembled slightly from time to time, as if she was greedy for love.

Du Qipeng retracted his hand that hugged her, and his heart was unwilling to slowly move upward along her lower abdomen, and he rubbed her breasts immediately. As soon as he touched it, he felt that his breasts were firm and moist. He twisted it hard and hugged her in his arms again, waiting for the afterglow of her climax to calm down slowly.

When she got up and put on her clothes, Zhang Lishan was shrouded in severe depression. The passion and orgasm had passed.

The garbage on the beach was vividly remembered when the sea was low, and Tang Cute's face moved left and right in her mind.

Du Qipeng was pulling her pants upwards. The thing that was still stained with lustful juice jumped and looked dazzling. This thing that had once explored all the details of the woman's soul-dissolving soul in front of her seemed to accumulate a force in preparation for another meeting.

The walkway outside was silent, only the street lights emitted a dim light, and a dull but transcendent feeling came, and another cheerful and pleasant music, she woke up like a dream, struggling out of the inexplicable attraction

On the plane back from the provincial capital, Zhang Lishan rejected Du Qipeng's excessive intimacy behavior

After all, she only has Tang Cute in her heart. The indulgence she encounters when she goes out and follows the environment does not mean that she wants to be with Du Qipeng forever, and that she will always maintain this relationship with each other.

Du Qipeng told her some erotic jokes in the cabin, and repeatedly hinted that after she went back, she should find a place to get together again.

Zhang Lishan pretended to be deaf and dumb until the people in the cabin sat down. He hugged her from the side when no one was paying attention. Du Qipeng was very strong, and she did not resist in vain. In fact, he was not too annoying.

As a result, they just hugged each other in the seat without any harm.

Tang Cute drove to the airport to pick up Zhang Lishan. He hugged her gently and said quietly in her ear: I really miss you.

Zhang Lishan found Du Qipeng's jealous look, and her heart was trembling. In the dark, there seemed to be a knot in the wrong place.

Suddenly she felt cold all over, she was afraid of what would happen between these two men

She hurriedly took Tang Cute's hand and left the airport as if she was running away.

Sitting in the car, watching the crowded shop signs and pedestrians pass through the windows on both sides, she looks sleepy and lively, but she looks at Tang Cute, who is fully focused on driving the vehicle, inadvertently, always showing a strong and restrained uneasiness.

It was a short love relationship before Zhang Lishan's marriage, like the morning dewdrops, which evaporated as the sunlight rose.

I didn't expect to meet his lover in this Xinyu Port

Zhang Lishan noticed that Tang Cute didn't find anything, but just took all the dishes she liked into the bowl and asked her with care about her work. If she was tired.

When he said this, Zhang Lishan was struggling to conquer a fish head. She was such a hot woman, wearing a tortuous and tense breast-wrapped lace skirt, a thin suspender, a back exposed, and a very short black rose, with skin like jade in each shadow.

Zhang Li suddenly glanced at her and saw Tang Cute looking at her angrily, her face as long as a mountain.

As soon as she lowered her head, it turned out that her neckline was slightly dimmed, and the spring light was about to come out. She pulled it inadvertently and wiped her mouth full of spicy oil.

He said angrily: Don't wear it anymore, perverts will attract you to him. This kind of uneasy and serious expression that Zhang Lishan is willing to see him from time to time

Hope this shows that he is willing to give care, anxiety, and responsibility, which makes Zhang Lishan feel warm.

After a while, he said: If you were in a secluded place and you were dressed like this, I would have opened you.

Zhang Lishan felt sweet in her heart. There was a river of honey flowing, and a bunch of gulls and herons were shocked at this time.