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Chapter 2

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‘Or it was just a coincidence. Yan is not that kind of person!’ I comforted myself in my heart, but I also felt that such a defense was so pale and powerless

Sitting at the desk, feeling like a numbness, feeling something stuck in my throat

Jia Jia ran in, opened her arms and asked me to hug her, blinked her shiny big eyes and asked me for love

Her eyes looked very much like Yan, as if she could speak, beautiful and clear, with some pride and naughty

The gentlest place in my heart was touched by my daughter's expression. I picked her up and placed it on my lap. I straightened the crooked red flower on her head and kissed her tender face.

Jia Jia held the music caterpillar he bought yesterday in his hand and was shaking in front of me: Jia Jia's...

My heart suddenly moved, held her shoulders, and asked seriously: Jiajia told her father, have any uncles come to our house?

The little guy obviously didn't understand my intentions, he fiddled with the toys in his hand, and didn't answer my words.

I continued to ask: Is there any...a tall, bald uncle who has been here?

Jia Jia looked at me blankly and repeated the words in my words: Gao...well, uncle...

I stared at her little face urgently, eager to find the answer, but my daughter's attention returned to the toy in her hand, without the following text

I was a little disappointed, and I felt a little guilty deep in my heart: I was suspicious of my wife!

Yan is not a casual woman, she is a person who blushs when she hears a swear word. Even having sex with her closest husband in bed is a firm conservative style

Always lying under me obediently, letting me lead the whole process. Asking her to come up and change her position would be a push, let alone oral sex or something...

How could that bald man have something to do with Yan!

People look so obscene, and Yan is not a vain snobbish woman. She has never valued money, and she even has no idea of ​​money in her mind.

For a woman who likes Eileen Chang, elegance is always her goal, and connecting cheating with her is simply an insult to her!

Don't think about it, it's just a coincidence, I'm worrying about it

I held Jiajia and stood up from the chair and prepared to go to the living room to have a meal. Today I had fried cashews with shrimps and fried shrimps that I like today.

At this time, Jia Jia in his arms murmured: Uncle...Fragrant mother, mother...Hug uncle...Mom hug Jia Jia...

My whole body was as stiff as if I was hit by an electric shock. I felt dizzy and blood all over my body suddenly surged onto my head.

Almost can't believe my daughter's words

It turns out to be true!

What is absolutely impossible suddenly turned into reality. What I love deeply, my wife, whom I regard as a goddess, may have really cheated...

My mind was blank, and it seemed that my body had disappeared.

I don’t know how long I stood, but Yan’s scream came from the living room: What are you father and daughter doing? You are still here to have a meal! Jia Jia, Jia Jia...

Her voice was still gentle and gentle, as friendly as usual, and she could not hear even a little strange.

But my heart hurts as if it was stabbed by a knife: she is still hiding herself, how good she has covered it up!

Yan was still shouting, I walked out idly, Yan came over and took Jiajia away. The moment my daughter left my body, I suddenly felt a sense of fear, and my hands trembled involuntarily

I don't know what I'm afraid of, but that huge fear even defeated my anger. A word stuck in my throat and couldn't be said. Some words were intertwined in my mind: affair... betrayal... adulterer... divorce... but it was never possible to organize into a complete sentence, and my lips were trembling.

Seeing Yan hold Jia Jia in her arms, and scoop the shrimps with a spoon and feed her. Jia Jia, like me, has a unique love for shrimps.

Yan fed her a few times and found that I was still standing there. She glanced at me strangely: What's wrong with you? Your face looks so ugly, are you uncomfortable?

She is still so considerate and considerate!

But I can't tell whether there is any moisture in this sentence, and I can't determine how sincere she has in her words!

In an instant, my eyes suddenly became hazy, and tears almost burst out from my eyes

I immediately rubbed my face with my hands, took the opportunity to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes, and said in a suppressed tone: No, let's have a meal

I don't know the whole meal tastes good, and the delicious meal is like chewing wax in my mouth

That sentence kept circling around his mouth, and almost blurted out several times: Why did you betray me?

Why did you steal?

In the end, that sentence was not asked

I suddenly realized that I was so cowardly at this moment. Yan's personality was extremely stubborn and had a kind of arrogance in her bones.

She is not good at lying, and she doesn't like lying. If all this is true, I'm afraid she will admit it calmly.

With her personality, even if she is wrong, she will not beg others for forgiveness. She is the kind of person who goes all the way to the point of being black. Even if she is wrong, she will leave without hesitation.

Yan obviously noticed the change in my mood

After dinner, when Jia Jia went to bed, she changed into a sexy pajama after taking a shower, turned her body in front of the bed, and asked me: Are you beautiful? This dress is so annoying that it is full of chest! Look...

This is her most explicit love to me. For her, this is the limit that self-esteem can tolerate.

The yarn pajamas are hollowed out in the middle, and there is no bra inside. The firm and plump breasts are looming inside, pushing the clothes on the chest high

But I couldn't get excited at all. On the contrary, a sense of anxiety kept rushing in my chest: 'When I was not at home, maybe she was wearing this way, standing in front of another man, people couldn't appreciate it. Not only these, but there might be even more unbearable...' I hit my head hard to stop myself from imagining those dirty scenes, but my heart hurt like a needle prick.

Yan snuggled up uneasyly and touched my forehead: What's wrong with you?

I irritatedly blocked her hand: It's nothing, I'm just a little tired

The eyes fell on her naked legs after she lifted her pajamas, and a sudden chill in her heart. Another obvious mark appeared at the base of her smooth pink and white thighs.

It's OK. For a doctor, these are already common sense in their profession. They are traces of being kissed or twisted hard, and will be more obvious by tomorrow morning.

Yan quickly put her legs back under her underwear and said to me in a light tone: I am not tempting to you now. You have been away for so long and want to reward you, but now you are making excuses to hide from me! Don’t blame me for being unreasonable. I won’t think about it tomorrow when you think about it.

It may be because of family education that Yan has a conservative understanding of sex. She always likes to treat sex as a reward for me and never admits that she wants to have sex with me, even if sometimes I can clearly feel her needs.

She subconsciously regarded this as unclean and shameful, and admitting it like that means that she admits that she is lewd

It's late at night, and there's no sound in the bedroom

Yan was already asleep, curled up with her back towards me like a cat, and her plump buttocks showed very smooth and graceful lines.

I lay down with my eyes wide open, without any sleepiness. After I came back, all the signs clearly told me: something happened to Yan, she might have another man!

I even guessed who that man was. When I recalled the man's obscene look, I felt chill in my heart. What a disgusting old man!

I don't know how long it took, my neck was already a little sore, but I still didn't feel sleepy, so I just got up from the bed and washed my face in the bathroom. The cold water made my mind a little clear, but I was still confused and a little confused.

I don't understand why Yan wanted to find such a man, I don't know how they hooked up together

When I thought of the word hooking up, my heart hurts again, as if the blood in my body suddenly condensed at that moment.

In the dark, Yan was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room. The laptop was charging on the coffee table. The indicator lights on the charger flashed. This was the birthday gift I bought for Yan last year. At that time, the most advanced Sony VGN-G218 on the market actually rarely went online. Occasionally, Yan only searched for some information released by clothing and jewelry. She spent more time on her skin care and makeup.

Put your hands on the body, the smooth touch is like the sweet skin, cold and delicate

Suddenly I had an idea in my mind: there might be some clues about Yan, maybe her diary, or her chat records with someone.

As soon as this thought appeared, my hand trembled involuntarily for a few times. I almost didn't have the courage to open it. I was not calm enough to face all this.

The computer was finally turned on. QQ sets up automatic login. The friends after logging in showed that no one was online. There were not many people added. Almost all of them knew each other. The deadline for the chat record was 10:27 pm on June 21st, which was the day before I came back.

The content is very ordinary, some trivial homework and some discussions on the price of cosmetics. There are chat records that show the boredom of women and there are no suspicious signs.

I closed QQ, and I checked almost all the documents and found no clues. I unwilling to give up and opened the QQ login again, pointing to the login bar, and the two numbers were displayed on it. I clicked on the number below and logged in.

Her signature is Qing'er, and only one signature is Diorama.

Open the chat history, there are only two conversations: Diorama: I'll go down now

Qing'er: Don't, my daughter didn't sleep, let's go another day!

Date: 2:14 2008/6/22

Two simple sentences, but clearly remind me that this is a declaration of affair

My scalp was tingling. This time was an hour before I got home. It was obvious that the man still came down!

The figure I saw downstairs was not my illusion, but this man called Diorama

What did they do in this hour?

I can hardly imagine how Yan could do that in front of her, my daughter is still there!

Looking back on the scene when I was in the bathroom when I was taking a shower, I touched her. The feeling between my legs is clearly that I was not wearing underwear!

My whole body was trembling uncontrollably: What's wrong with Yan?

Where did my noble and elegant wife who is loyal to love go?

In just one month, why did everything suddenly change?

I had the impulse to go to the bedroom to pull Yan up and question her: What has she done this month?

Who is that man?

Why did she betray me?

Why betray the love we have worked hard to manage?

But my whole body is stiff and I can't do anything except tremble

At the same time, accompanied by anger, there was also huge fear. In my cold heart, there were also despair and despair. Yan had never deceived me. I didn't expect that her first deception was so cruel, enough to completely defeat me.

I once swear that I love Yan will be forever, I once swear that I will not let Yan suffer any harm, we promised to stay together for life, we promised to defend love

Where did all those promises go?

I suddenly want to go out, I feel like I'll suffocate if I stay here again

After driving, I wandered aimlessly on the street. It was now 3:27, and there was no one on the street. The shadows of the lampposts were washed over by the wheels one by one, and were left far behind.

Open the car window and let the cool wind blow in, but the body is still hot and anxious

I'm going crazy!

I want to drive a car and hit the wall

I did something crazy that night and drove to Hangzhou late at night to find a friend whom I hadn't seen for many years. I called him out and said goodbye after only ten minutes of chatting. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Three hundred and twenty kilometers back and forth, it was less than six o'clock when I got home

My daughter is still sleeping, but Yan is not in bed, so she probably went to buy breakfast. I didn't pay attention to the breakfast shop at the door. I usually bought it. I was completely absent-minded when I came back today, so I forgot about these things.

I changed my clothes and went out to work. Maybe I wanted to escape. I don't know what attitude to face Yan

I need to calm down and use this day to sort out my thinking and figure out what happened

There are not many people in the elevator, and it is not yet rush hour for work

I leaned against the handrail in the elevator and watched the numbers on the monitor jump quietly.

At this time, the phone rang, and the number showed that it was the friend from Hangzhou. He answered it. His voice was a little anxious: Liang, what's going on? Tell me honestly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to help but run over! We have been friends for many years. I know that your personality has not happened. You will never be so lost! Tell me, since you come to see me, it means you believe in me, my friend, tell me, maybe, what can I do to help you?

I was speechless, I didn't know how to tell him, or I couldn't say it

But there was a warm feeling in my heart. I suppressed my tone and said: It doesn’t matter, don’t worry, I…I will handle it…

The eyes fell on the surveillance probe above the elevator, and I suddenly remembered the scene I saw in my daughter's mirror in the elevator that day. My heart felt sore, my emotions suddenly lost control, I choked up, and finally burst into tears.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and my eyes were blurred. I didn't notice that my friend on the other side of the phone was comforting me softly. I was weak all over and tried hard to restrain myself to prevent the louder whimper from jumping out of my throat.

After wiping his eyes, he found that there was a woman in white in front of him. She looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

She was a little scared by me, and kept a distance from me uneasy, but she couldn't help but glance at me from time to time

Only then did I see the elevator rising. I feel ashamed of my loss of composure. I nodded to her apologetically and turned my body

I don't want people to see myself as weak

The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor, and the woman almost ran out.

Someone blocked the elevator door that was about to be closed at the same time. It was two workers who looked like they were carrying some miscellaneous things into the elevator. The elevator was suddenly filled with a strong smell of paint, which made me feel disgusted.

I'm most afraid of this smell. I hang up the phone and hide out and press the elevator opposite.

The elevator has not come up for a long time and is always parked on the 12th floor. I walked towards the fire exit and prepared to go down to the 12th floor.

Just as I pushed open the stair door, a voice came into my ears: I'm not kidding you, really, don't smile, if you do this, I'm angry!

My whole body was instantly nailed to the entrance of the stairs, and my heart suddenly got up.

Yes, that's Yan's voice

From her speed, you can hear that she is very anxious and panicked, as if she is asking for help from someone

A man's voice said: Look, you are so scared that you don't need to be guilty. Men are very careless and will not be so easy to find out! You are completely psychological, believe me, there will be no problem

I can almost immediately determine that this man is Tong

It was Yan and Tong who were talking!

At this moment, my mood cannot be expressed in words. All the guesses here have become naked facts. My wife cheated on her!

My Yan is asking for help from that adulterer!

I covered my mouth with my hands and walked forward a few steps, revealing the lower half of the two people on the stairs leading to the corner of the 14th floor.

Yan was wearing pajamas and leaning against the handrail of the stairs, with a pair of slippers on her feet. It was obvious that she was very anxious. Usually she never went out wearing only slippers and pajamas.

At the two steps below her standing position, a man stood, wearing fat seven-crop shorts, his thick calves were covered with dense thick hairs. His body was close to Yan, almost pressing against Yan, holding the railing with one hand and the other hand on Yan's buttocks with the other hand.

Yan was pushing his hand away and said, "Stop messing around, I'm talking about serious things to you. I found out that he had gone out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet. He looked at my computer. I don't know if he found something! Moreover, his expression was not very correct yesterday.

Tong asked: What are left in your computer?

All the previous ones were deleted, and only two sentences from that day were left

Which day?

You... don't move around! It's the message you sent me when you came down that day

That doesn't matter. Even if he read it, he can't be sure of anything. At most he is suspicious!

No! I can't let him have any doubts, I'm already very sorry for him...

Yan's voice was filled with crying: During this period, you... don't look for me.

Tong's hand still passed through Yan's arm, landed on her buttocks, and slowly rubbed it: Do you know how much I love you! I will miss you so much that you can't stand it. How well we are together, don't you want it?

The hand moves down the hips little by little, and grops down the plump and slender thighs

Yan's hand had given up resistance, twisted her legs unnaturally, but let the hand caress her legs: It's really not possible, listen to me, if it is discovered, my home will be completely destroyed, Ah...

Tong's hand had lifted the hem of her pajamas, and her wide slap stretched upward along the inside of her snow-white thighs.

Yan's scream turned into a muffled groan from her nose before she could be heard. It was obviously because Tong kissed her.

The hand was stretched up, and when it reached the middle of the legs, the hem of the pajamas was also curled up, almost half of Yan's thighs were exposed outside. Standing in my position, you could clearly see Yan's entire buttocks. She twisted her waist, as if she wanted to get rid of Tong's hand, but the twisting range was very small. Tong's palm covered the crotch between her legs and rubbed her pink underwear on her pink underwear.

Yan made a heavy nasal sound of um... um..., her white and tender hands grabbed Tong's wrists, and her white skin formed a sharp contrast with Tong's dark and rough skin. Her hands had no intention of exerting force at all, and she did not intend to push Tong away.

The slight kissing sounded in the corridor, like needles piercing my heart