Chapter 1 Husband, let's talk

Wife, where are you?Have you gotten off work?I'll pick you up?

I'm not busy today, I've been off work for two hours.Why, it took so long to remember to call me Ah?

Hehe, wife, why don’t you tell me Ah after you finish your work? I’m still at home stupidly thinking you haven’t finished your work.Wife, you are getting better and better now. Didn’t you say you want to go to the hospital to receive a patient?Why did it be done so quickly?The admission procedures and other things have to be completed for a long time, and the patient finished the doctor's order so quickly.

I have been a doctor for so long, haven’t I made progress yet?Okay, husband, I'm done with nothing to do, so I'm wandering around by myself. I'm now in the Qibu Cafe. Do you want to have a drink together and have an appointment with Ah?

I can't get it!Wife, don't worry, I'll come now.

After putting down the phone, I quickly changed my clothes and went downstairs to drive towards the Qibu Cafe.

My name is Han Ye, I am 34 years old. I am an ordinary state-owned enterprise office worker. My income is not high, but I am safe and stable in my work. I just called my wife. My wife Qi Xueting is an associate chief physician at the Grade A Hospital in our city. She is 35 years old this year. Because I am free from work, she is very busy. In addition, my wife's income is the pillar of the family's economy. Naturally, I became her full-time driver to and from work.

Today was originally a weekend, and as planned, I sent my son to my parents' house to stay, and we could pass by the world of two.

However, my wife, an elderly patient with chronic illness, called early in the morning and hoped to be hospitalized for several days. My wife couldn't resist the old man, so she had to promise him to work overtime on Saturday to get him in.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of Qibu Cafe. Looking at the familiar window, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. This is not other place, it is the cafe where my wife and I first met.

I recall the first meeting between me and my wife, and I was amazed by my wife's beauty so that I stuttered when I talked.

Now, the woman I regarded as a goddess has long become my child's biological mother. When I think about this, I was a little proud again.

A woman was sitting not far from the window of the cafe, and could see clearly through the window.

The woman seemed to be twenty-seven or eight years old, with her bright eyes looking at the tablet in front of her, with a bit of sharpness in her concentration, revealing an unspeakable temptation.

The snow-white skin and delicate facial features are obviously slender and tender, but not weak at all.

It seems that he is not very old but his experience is absolutely extraordinary.

The graceful and plump figure still shows a pure and refined beauty even under the orthodox and conservative professional suit.

A quiet smile faintly appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was both confident and full of feminine charm.

The long black hair on her head also radiated an unusually charming sheen.

This glamorous and charming woman is nothing else, but my favorite wife, Qi Xueting.

My wife and I have been married for seven years. Although she is past the most charming age of a woman, she has never seen her old age even though she is in her thirties.

The experience of raising children did not leave too many traces on this woman favored by God, but instead added countless mature women's charm to her.

Looking at my wife sitting quietly, I couldn't help but shake my head with a self-deprecating look. My husband is getting farther and farther away from his wife in appearance.

I opened the door, walked in, and slowly sat opposite my wife. She had already ordered a drink for me. I took a sip and sat upright waiting for her to speak.

There are a bunch of texts on my wife's tablet that I know all but don't know what it means. I know she is busy with work or papers, so it's not easy to disturb her.

After a few minutes, my wife finally spoke: Husband, I’m sorry, I just saw an important place and didn’t greet you.

Couple, why are you polite to me? Why are you? Wife, why did you suddenly remember to date me?I looked at my wife with a smile and teased her.

My wife also smiled faintly. She originally planned to go shopping together today, but she was interrupted by my job, so I will compensate my husband.

Then what compensation are you going to make?I continued to laugh and tease my wife.

Do you think this is good? We play role-playing and scripted people in the cafe, playing with sex, aren’t you the most?

When I heard my wife say this, I became interested in it. It was really rare for my wife to play this game with me so actively.

Wife, how do you want to play?Listen to you.

My wife thought with her chin in one hand, looking around, her face pretending to be meditated but a faint smile.

I know that my wife must have an idea in her heart, but she just doesn’t know what the hell is. Seeing her faint smirk, I became even more curious. I really don’t know what kind of work my wife is going to do.

Husband, look, is this good? You go out later and pretend to be alone. None of us knows each other. Then you enter the cafe and pretend to meet a beautiful greasy uncle. How about you say hello to me?

My wife blinked playfully at me.

I nodded, it was a good, very interesting start.

Then, you were defeated by me, but in the end, you became angry and gave me a medicine. I was fascinated. You took a beautiful girl who was obviously confused and saw what the people here reacted.We drove away, maybe someone was worried about chasing it out. Are you interested in reading this script?

As he said that, my wife put down her chin-holding hand, reached over, and gently held my hand.

After listening to my wife's words, I nodded repeatedly. It was really an interesting way of flirting, but I was a little familiar with this routine.

Or maybe we go to the hospital to play the role, you play the role of my patient's family, I have a medical accident, you make trouble for me and force me to pay you more than one million yuan, and you can't figure it out, what?

I couldn't help but be amused by my wife and brought her to have sex with me. It's really interesting, but the more I listened to this script, the more familiar it became.

Or, if you play the dean, didn’t I have a medical accident?Then you use this handle to control me, rape me, and let me gradually fall into your trap, control me step by step, raise me into your sex slave, and then share me crazily with your other friends, and ask me to give birth to children for you. Do you think this plot is very exciting and enjoyable?

After saying that, my wife looked straight at me with a pair of mèi eyes, with a charming smile on her lips, and this smile seemed extremely strange in my eyes.

I was still full of interest just now, but at this moment, when I heard my wife's words, my heart fell into the bottom.

I said how to set up this plot routine so familiar? Isn’t this the plot of the little yellow article I wrote on the Internet a while ago based on my wife?

I'm fucking, I'm having a big time playing!

My wife found out that I wrote pornographic articles. The most disgusting thing is that I still wrote green articles in ntr plots!

For a moment, I was like the teacher who didn’t do well in the exam when I was a child and asked me to take the papers home and the parents signed it, but Pity Baba sat in front of his wife without saying a word, not knowing what to do.

Hey, husband, why don’t you talk?Isn't the plot exciting?I told you, Ah a few days ago, I was bored and I was shopping in the sex website. Didn’t you always tell me that I’m fine and that thing is good?I read a novel and you said it was a coincidence that the heroine in it was also called Qi Xueting, just like me, and the hero is called Han Ye, just like you!Hey, the two of them are all the same age, work, and children as ours!The story is so wonderful!Husband, I'll push the novel to you, so let's use this to play role-playing?

My wife said, blinking at me playfully, with a eager expression on her face.

I was completely confused. I didn't know what I should say. Obviously, my wife had read all the little yellow texts I wrote.

Well, in order to pursue psychological excitement, my wife experienced drugged, raped, gang raped, drug use, forced conception, abortion, and breast sucking in the novel. It was really exciting when she wrote it.

Now, my wife discovered it and was confronting me in front of me. Uh, this is so fucking exciting.

Husband, don’t stop talking?You said that this novel is so coincidental and the story background is so highly compatible with us. Could it be that it was written by people who know us?Will anyone be jealous of having such a good wife, choreography, and writing novels to bring you a cuckold?

My wife showed a puzzled look on her face, as if she was thinking about something. I seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw and nodded quickly. Wife, it’s really not possible. I tell you, I will marry you home, everyone around me will envy and hate me. If it weren’t for my real father, I would probably have been jealous and crazy!

I'm trying to change the subject.

My wife nodded deeply: No!Husband, for example, your good brother Xingxing, he is, don’t look like he is wearing pair of pants, he is divorced now, maybe he wrote it at home.I'll tell you Ah, don't look at his thick eyebrows and big eyes, maybe he will betray you one day. For example, while I'm drunk and you have something to do, you will take the opportunity to rape your wife?For example, when I get off the night shift, I come to our house to bring me warmth, take the opportunity to get close to me, I have to Ah!

As he said that, my wife looked at me with sincerity, as if she was thinking about me.

My face was completely unrestrained, and I knew that my expression had completely betrayed myself.

The few words my wife said casually were hidden secrets, which was completely the plot of my fantasy of my wife in another little yellow book.

I opened my mouth and closed it again, not knowing how to explain to my wife. After thinking for a long time, I finally put it in a sentence: Wife, I'm sorry.

Well, this time I’m completely having fun. Now I really want to go to my post bar every day to ask: What should I do if my wife finds out when she writes a yellow book?Please teach the big guys, wait online, urgently!