Chapter 9

I leaned against the sofa and sat on the blanket in front of the sofa, flipped my girlfriend over and hugged her in my arms.Looking at her beautiful eyes with spring, she whispered to her: Are you happy?

She still couldn't calm her breathing. Apart from the constant gasping, she couldn't say a word, and just nodded hard.

I hugged her tightly and gently stroked her naked body to help her calm down.

It took a long time to calm down, and at this time the roommate next to her had already started to snore evenly.

She sorted out the black hair that was stuck on her forehead, looked up at me, and suddenly a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes: Husband, do you don’t like me anymore?

Why don’t you like you?I hugged her shoulders, gently groped her soft hair, and asked on purpose.

My girlfriend glanced at her sleeping roommate and his still ugly cock, but she wanted to speak but stopped. Her teeth bit her lips, and she couldn't tell her endless charm.

Looking at my girlfriend's beautiful face, I couldn't help but kiss her lips gently and said to her softly: No, I will always love you, marry me.Let’s get the marriage certificate tomorrow before I leave, otherwise our marriage license will expire.

My girlfriend's big eyes suddenly flashed, and then she pressed her face against my chest. Her long eyelashes blinked, making me itchy. Two drops of cool things dripped on my chest, and my girlfriend cried.

Why are you crying?I gently stroked her shoulder.

Husband, I will always love you.

She sat up, spread her legs and straddled her legs on me, her plump breasts tightly against my chest, and hugged me.

We kissed and rubbed each other.

I lightly bit my girlfriend's soft tongue and sucked the fragrant juice in her mouth hungrily.

Slowly, I felt my girlfriend's heartbeat faster, and her nipples became harder again, and as her body twisted gently, it kept sliding across my naked chest.

I pushed her body slightly upward, then opened my mouth and took her raised nipples.

I didn't use my teeth, but just rubbed my lips and tongue gently licked her tender buds, feeling it slowly swelling in my mouth.

This feeling kept popping up in my mind the days when my dad went out to hide from debt when he was a child.

My mother and I were constantly harassed. At that time, we were always very scared, especially when we were sleeping at night, the drunk creditor kept smashing the door or swearing outside the door. I cried in fear. My mother would always hold me in her arms, untied her bra, and put my face on her plump and straight breasts to coax me to sleep.

I also wanted to do this now, opening my mouth to hold my mother's nipples, sucking gently, and my mother stroked my head.

My cock swelled again, pressing against my girlfriend's round ass. My girlfriend raised her body, reached out to hold my big cock, and rubbed her wet labia minora against my glans. Our vaginal fluid mixed together and flowed down my big cock. I could no longer bear it. I slowly straightened my waist, and my girlfriend slowly sat down. My big cock was wrapped in her wet and warm little vagina.

Unlike the crazy thing just now, my girlfriend slowly twisted her butt this time, rubbing my cock back and forth with her tight pussy.

I put my hand on her slender waist and continued to gently suck and play with her nipples, feeling the rushing desire inside my girlfriend's body.

My girlfriend lowered her head and kissed me. Our lips were pressed together again, her tongue was wrapped around her, teasing each other.

My girlfriend's breathing became more rapid, and her twisting became more intense. My cock obviously felt the rhythmic contraction of her vagina's flesh wall, as if sucking my cock. I felt that I could not help it.

Finally, we reached orgasm at the same time in silence, and my girlfriend lay on me weakly, and her body became as soft as paper.

I love you, I love you for the rest of my life.said his girlfriend.

So, I love you for the rest of my life.

The next day, my girlfriend had to go to work and was struggling for the middle of the night. I was really worried that she would not have a good rest, but to my surprise, she didn't look tired at all when she woke up in the morning, but instead became even more radiant.

When she went to work, I lay in bed, awake, but had not yet gotten up.

She kissed me and I asked her: Are you sleepy?

She said: I’m not sleepy, and indeed semen is the best supplement for women.

I pointed to my roommate who was still sleeping like a pig on the sofa and asked: His or mine?My girlfriend hit me coquettishly, and then said to me mischievously: All men's.

I held her, and for a moment I felt a little lustful.

She said she was going to be late and reminded me to remember to find her at noon.

Then he left in a hurry.

I saw my girlfriend wearing an elegant and sexy black dress today.

The roommate woke up almost noon.

I urged him to wash up quickly and we were going to find our girlfriend at noon.

He asked what he was doing, saying goodbye?

I said no, my girlfriend and I would go to the city hall to get our marriage certificate at noon during lunch.

My roommate who was brushing his teeth was shocked and almost swallowed the toothpaste.

We drove to my girlfriend's company and found an underground parking lot.Downtown of City C (dwnntwn)

Sure enough, there were many people and cars. It was not until the third floor underground that we found a parking space in a corner. But that was it, we still had to pay a parking fee of $22 per hour.

My girlfriend is already waiting for us downstairs in the company.

It only takes about twenty minutes to walk from her company to the town hall.

I also deliberately wore formal black trousers and a white dress shirt.

But my roommate still dressed up like that in silk.

If I had not received a marriage certificate, I would never have let him come.

The one responsible for applying for a marriage certificate is CityClerk's Office, which is an ancient building of a very old age.The door was full of people and their relatives and friends who had just received their marriage certificates and were waiting for the photo.We walked in and got the number, No. 168, and this number is very auspicious.Then we sat on the bench and waited for the electronic display to prompt us to go to that window.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, we went to window F to fill out all the documents and then asked the roommate to sign as witness.

Then we were going to queue up in front of the marriage court and wait for the judge to preside over our simple ceremony.

While waiting, the roommate flattered me and said to his girlfriend: You are so beautiful in this outfit.

My girlfriend ignored him and just took my hand and leaned against my shoulder.

It was our turn and entered the marriage court. A black female judge stood behind the stage and read out the marriage vow to us, then asked if anyone objected.

The small room was empty except for roommates, and it seemed a little empty.

No one was right, and the judge asked us to exchange wedding rings and announced that my girlfriend and I were already husband and wife!

My girlfriend and I then kissed each other, oh, no, it should be said that it was my wife.

Today is a newlywed, but unfortunately they separated immediately after getting married. My roommate and I were going to drive back to school, and my newlywed wife had to go back to work.After Clerk's Office, we temporarily took off the wedding ring. My wife didn't want her colleagues to wear the wedding ring after seeing her having lunch.She wanted to wait until we actually had a wedding before wearing it.

We were reluctantly parting downstairs of her company, and she insisted on taking us to the parking lot.

We arrived at the third floor of the underground where we parked. Because it was working hours, there were many cars there, but there were no people.

Our car parked behind a pillar in the corner, making it look even more secluded.

The roommate suddenly laughed and said: Why don’t you hurry up and get a bridal chamber in the car?

My wife and I were a little sad to separate. When they heard him say this, both of us laughed. My wife said to our roommate: Go to the entrance and help us watch.We got into the car and said a few words.

As he said that, he pulled me into the back seat of the car.

I was a little surprised and sat down with her in the back seat, closed the car door, and asked her: You don’t really want to be in the bridal chamber here, right?

She burst into laughter and said: Go to the death, who wants to have a wedding room with you? I will go to see the customer with the boss in the afternoon. How can you see the smell of semen you made?

That's not right. If you meet customers like that, the business will definitely be negotiated!I said.

Be more serious!My wife slapped me in the face.Now that we are married, we should have a relatively long-term plan.Have you ever planned?

What are your plans?For a moment, I couldn't touch my head.

For example, what should I do in the future?My wife said, leaning her head against my shoulder.

I was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

I just ask and remind you that when you get married, don’t be careless anymore. You should have a long-term plan.said the wife.At that moment, her expression really looked like her mother.

What your mom asked you to ask?I said.

She is also for your good intentions. Sometimes she thinks you are not very motivated.The wife murmured with her head down.I was speechless.

And don't tell her about our marriage today.The wife told her again.

Why?Didn’t she keep urging us to get married?I asked.

This... My wife lowered her head and whispered: Because she was busy with work some time ago, my menstruation was not very regular, and my mother mistakenly thought I was pregnant, so she urged us.

what the fuck!I couldn't help but curse.

Don't be angry, my mom just hopes we can stay in the United States. She repeatedly asked you when you will graduate and find a job... My wife kissed me lightly and said.

I see.My voice is very low.

After saying goodbye, his wife pushed open the car door and got out.The roommate ran over from a distance and asked laughingly: Is it over so soon?

My wife said goodbye to him a little embarrassedly and left.

My roommate got into the cab, looked at my bare face and asked: Why, I quarreled as soon as I got married?Could it be because of last night?Everyone has drunk too much...

While looking at my wife's graceful back away from the car window, I said: No.

When my roommate was driving, he was excited to say something to me, but seeing my serious look, he had to shut up and open the CD in the car.

Noisy music and lyrics in Chinese or English were heard from the speakers of the broken car.

I kept thinking about what my wife said just now.To be honest, my mother-in-law's attitude towards me always makes me feel uncomfortable.

She has always had this attitude since her wife confessed our relationship to her mother-in-law on the first day.

I know that she looks down on me from the bottom of her heart and looks down on our family. It’s not because our family’s conditions are not good. On the contrary, our family is very rich.

What she values ​​is her background.

My father didn't study hard and got involved in society very early. At the beginning, he relied on his grandfather's relationship to buy and sell. Later, his business was at a loss and he went out to hide for a long time (my mother and I were always worried during that time. It was also during that time that the bald uncle would often come to the house to visit. Every time he came to his mother, he would send me to his classmates' homework. The bald uncle also became the best sexual enlightenment teacher in my adolescence).

When hiding from debt, my father used the money he took away to book a coal mine in a remote mountainous area with others. I remember that when my mother and I went to see him during the Chinese New Year, we had to take the green train first, then change to a long-distance bus, and then wait for the truck on his coal mine to pick us up in the hotel next to the road.

Later, the business of the coal mines became better and better, and several nearby coal mines were merged one after another. My father also had enough money to pay off the debt, so the family improved and he became richer.

And my mom is just a TV news anchor in our city.

She has been in elementary school opera and performed on stage at the age of fourteen or five. She has first-class singing skills and figure. She has won national awards. Unfortunately, the theater troupe she works in is declining (not many people are listening to operas now), and she finally had to disband. Fortunately, her mother is beautiful and has a clear speech, so she was transferred to the TV station to be a news anchor.

But my wife's family is different. Her father and mother are both professors at domestic universities, especially her mother studied abroad and received her doctorate in economics in the United States in the early 1990s.

It is precisely because they are a family of senior intellectuals that they also have the arrogance and meanness unique to intellectuals.

I remember when my wife wrote an email to introduce me to her mother, her mother replied: Why do you want to find a coal boss’s child?

I know he's fucking looking down on our family from the bottom of his heart.

But, just like most intellectuals, my mother-in-law is a real and fake noble person. She has an unusual desire for money and status deep down, and even uses any means to achieve her goal.

She and my father-in-law are college classmates. An important reason for dating with my father-in-law is that his father-in-law's father is the head of the economics department of the famous university.

It was also because of her father-in-law that she was admitted to graduate school (there were very few graduate students in that era) and married her father-in-law when she was in graduate school.

After graduating from graduate school, she was able to stay in school to teach because of her father-in-law and father. At this time, a famous American economics professor came to China to give a lecture and inspect. She volunteered to translate the American professor. The quality of the translation is unknown, but she went to the professor's bed.

My father-in-law was still in the dark at first, and it was not until the professor returned to the United States to communicate with his mother-in-law that his father-in-law discovered the problem.

But due to the intellectuals' face and the already born child (that is, my wife), the father-in-law did not make a big fuss with his mother-in-law, but just asked his mother-in-law to make sure to cut off contact with the American professor.

Although my mother-in-law wrote a guarantee letter (my wife saw it later), she soon applied to a very good Ivy League university in the United States for her Ph.D. in economics, and her relationship with her doctoral supervisor was unclear...

In short, my mother-in-law is a terrible woman who is very good at using men and her beauty. Although her success is of course due to her own intelligence and diligence, it is also inseparable from the men under her skirt.

My father-in-law is another representative of intellectuals. He is very thin, has high eyes, and is a little hunched when he is very young. He is relatively introverted, cowardly and afraid of things.

My wife often told me that her birth was a miracle because her father had been impotence since he was young, and when he was less than 30 years old, he almost completely failed.

I joked with my wife and asked: How did you know?

The wife said seriously: Mom always quarrels with dad over this matter?I heard the trouble.And when I was a child, I kept getting tonics such as deer whips and sheep whips at home, but the more my father took it, the thinner he became.

Are you sure you are your dad’s biological child?

My wife and I were joking.

To go to yours, of course, our blood type is right.My wife punched me.

But you may also be your grandpa's child Ah?There is definitely no problem with DNA testing, hehe I will continue to joke with her.My wife always pretends to be angry at this time.

No matter what, my father-in-law’s man is still good, and I can talk to you.But my mother-in-law always makes me feel stressed.

The car was driving on the road, and the phone suddenly prompted that there was a new email, which was written by my wife.

She was still worried that I was unhappy about the afternoon incident and said a lot of words of comfort.

Fortunately, the wife is not exactly like her mother, but her parents' compromises include her mom's ambition and her father's gentle side.

Maybe this is also what fascinates me the most.Of course, her appearance and figure are also one in a million like her mother.

At the end of the email, my wife told me her mother’s bottom line: either graduate with a master’s degree and find a stable job with an annual salary of more than $120,000 in the United States; or continue to study for a PhD and find an assistant professor position in a good university in the United States, or a stable job with an annual salary of more than $120,000 in the United States, so that she feels that her daughter and I will feel safe, otherwise she will not be optimistic about us.

Anyone who has studied in the United States knows how harsh such conditions are.

Although I studied ECE (Electrical and Computer Engineering) in which I am still easy to find a job in, under the current market conditions, even if I graduated from an inexperienced master's degree, even if I find a good job at Amazon (the online shopping website), I would only have a salary of 95,000 US dollars in the first year (although there are signing bonuses and stocks, my mother-in-law notes that the bonus is not included).

In comparison, my wife graduated from undergraduate studies and joined a top investment bank. Her salary was only $60,000 a year at the beginning (in the current economic situation, investment banks don’t have much bonus).

It's simply inexplicable!

My mother-in-law actually knows that my family is very rich, and I once told her that my wife and I will not suffer.

But her answer was straightforward: My daughter didn’t marry your dad!And I want my daughter to stay in the United States.

I exchanged positions with my roommate and I drove.

I still didn't say a word.

My roommate started playing with my cell phone.

My phone has unlimited network data, so he took my phone and looked at yutube, while his phone only has 200M data traffic that can be pity Baba every month.

Although his father is the party secretary of a large enterprise, his family seems to have average conditions. Every time he asks him, he says: Damn, if the government hadn't been afraid that my father's factory would collapse and cause trouble, the factory would have gone bankrupt N times and would have been maintained by financial appropriations every year, so there would be no money to make!