Chapter 8 Incidents and Opportunities (Part 2)

Watching Ying'er leave, she walked to the man's table in a swaying manner.

I looked back and found that the hotel waiter and lobby manager had already begun to pay attention to our side.

We won't cause any trouble, right?I asked Lao Gun in a low voice.

Don't worry, Lao Gun is still as calm as ever.

A few minutes later, Ying'er walked back.

Where is the stuff?Lao Gun asked.

Ying'er didn't answer, but I found that the stockings on one of her legs were gone.

Not long after, the man at the inner table came over after paying the bill, threw the lighter onto our table, and stood beside Ying'er.

Ying'er bent down helplessly and slowly took off the other stockings from her legs. The moment the stockings broke away from her white toes, it was infinitely enchanting.

Ying'er rolled the stockings into a ball and handed them to him. The man smiled and said

This girl is good. My brothers said slowly and put the stockings on his nose and took a deep breath, then turned around and disappeared at the door of the restaurant.

Lao Gun picked up the lighter from the table and played with it in his hand

Xiaoying, you haven't changed at all, and you're still as smart as before.You didn't use your hands, your mouth, and you didn't put it in your clothes, so you borrowed a lighter.But you also know that's not the way I want it

Ying'er lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Lao Gun's eyes

Remember, you found me first. Your actions made me unable to see your sincerity. I don’t think I have to stay here anymore.As he said that, Lao Gun stood up and walked out.

Don’t...don’t leave... Uncle Lin, I…I’m not…mind. Please give me some time... okay?Ying'er grabbed Lao Gun's arm and begged.

My patience is limited.I'll give you another last chance.You have thought it through yourself and come to me again. As you said that, you put a note on the table, gently pushed away Ying'er's hand, and walked straight out.

Ying'er looked at me who was stunned by the side, and hid on the table and started crying.

I raised my hand and picked up the note, which read the address of a villa area in the north of the city.

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Ying'er and I didn't talk much all the way home.

We snuggled up on the sofa, changing the TV channel randomly.Sometimes turning on the TV is not to watch something, but to need the light and shadow and sound on the TV to cover up the embarrassment.

Ying'er rested her head on my lower abdomen and suddenly asked me

Husband... don't you want to ask about Uncle Lin?

You will naturally say it when you want to tell me. I stared at the TV screen and pretended to be attentive to watch the show.

This world is too small, I thought I would never meet him again... Ying'er continued to talk to herself.

Uncle Lin is Uncle Duan's comrade-in-arms. He saved Uncle Duan's life on the front line of Laoshan. Later, he didn't know what he committed and was fired by the army. Then he came to join Uncle Duan.

Before Uncle Lin moved in, Uncle Duan actually didn't call me attention. It was because of him... I was with them...

Although my mother couldn't stop them from pulling me in... but every time he wanted...that's what I was... my mother would force me to death, and he never succeeded.So every time he played with Uncle Duan, Uncle Lin would come up with all kinds of perverted ways to torture his mother... until later he left... Uncle Duan said he went to Japan...

By the way, do you remember?There are many of the things that my mother gave us that were sent by Uncle Lin from Japan to Uncle Duan.

Ying'er said the past and about the matter. I didn't want to force her to say anything. I knew there would be opportunities in the future.

You...you're so hot down there...husband, are you really excited when you hear this?Ying'er put her hand into my panties and held my penis.

meeting.But I don't want you to force myself. I gently held Ying'er's long hair and didn't dare to look at her eyes.

Well, Ying'er was thinking, I could already guess what Ying'er was going to do.

I couldn't help but sigh that this old guy who was trying to get controlled Ying'er's mentality too accurately. There must have happened before that Ying'er didn't tell me, but I was not in a hurry to ask, there was time behind...

I went to smoke a cigarette I walked to the balcony with my vibrating cell phone.

It's me, is it easy to speak?Before Xiaoying came, you had some preparations to do. The sound of an old gun came from the other side of the phone.

How do you know Ying'er will definitely go?I smiled bitterly.

Experience Lao Gun gave me this very subtle answer.

The specific project is actually very simple. Every night, the foreplay with Xiaoying will stop on the eve of the climax. Be careful to make sure that she will not get an orgasm.I believe that it won’t take long before Xiaoying will let you contact me.

I know you may go out for fun during the summer vacation, but don’t let Xiaoying do things that are too much exercise. You must maintain her physical strength so that your desire will be stronger.Lao Qian never drags his mind on his words, and then hangs up after he explains the matter.

Looking back at Ying'er in the bedroom, she curled up in the corner of the sofa with a tall cloth bear. This woman she once thought was familiar with like a part of her body now attracted me like a mystery.

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Ying'er screamed and laughed and was carried into the bedroom by me, and the laughter suddenly came under the cover of my lips.Ying'er put her tongue into my mouth and tried hard to respond to me, wandering around my chest with her hands.

I know that the training this afternoon made her crazily burn, but due to the woman's reserve, she has not learned to take the initiative to ask for it.

While sucking Ying'er's nipples, I gently stroked the inner side of her thighs with my fingers, and from time to time I deliberately swept her labia covered with vaginal fluid a few times.

Ah...husband... Ying'er closed her eyes and enjoyed my caress.

To be honest, putting aside the old gun, how do you feel when you are in Shangri-La at night?

Ying'er held my hand and reached out to her lower body.

Well... Actually... when I walked in the lobby in the afternoon... I got soaked... Ah... Husband... I was a little... itchy under me

Do you like being peeped at by others?I asked

Well... I can't explain it clearly... I don't like being watched by others... it's because my husband, you are by my side... I... think of you... seeing me being played with by others... I feel very despicable... Every time I think so much that I can't stand it... I don't know... It's so complicated... Husband, people want it...

It turns out you like this feeling of being insulted by others. I suddenly realized

Well...yes...I like this feeling of being felt that I am more despicable than a bitch...You make me feel so comfortable... Husband... Do you have any feelings below?...Ah...I'm coming...

Thinking of Lao Gun’s arrangement, my tongue instantly pulled away from Ying’er’s clitoris.

Ah...Don't...Don't go... Ying'er's eyes were already cute, and her hands stretched out to her lower body.

I pulled her hands away, held her in my arms, and said cruelly and cruelly

My husband is tired, I will give you my next day, so let's go to bed

The desire that gradually faded before the climax burned Ying'er's last bit of physical strength and fell asleep in my arms.

I recalled Ying'er's reaction just now. Although it sounded like what she said in her heart, she was still caring about my reaction in the end. Did she deliberately say that to cater to my fantasy?

I was even more confused by Ying'er.

After two weeks of this, Ying'er's temper gradually fluctuated slightly.

She is always gentle and considerate, and she will get angry with me on some trivial matters. I know this is the result of not being able to vent her desires.

Every night, I could feel Ying'er's dilemma. She couldn't bear to give up the opportunity to keep warm with me. This was also a way for her to confirm our relationship, but the physical contact of the climax was almost forced to her mentally collapse.

Finally, four weeks later, another night of dissatisfaction.

Husband... We tried for so long but there was no progress... I thought for a long time... I thought if I should look for Uncle Lin again... Ying'er asked me in a low voice on the bed.

I've had a lot of things happening recently, please contact him. I pretended to say it casually.

Husband...I'm a little scared...

My husband is by my side, what are you afraid of?And he is not a stranger. I was obviously a little jealous of the following sentence, and I don’t know what Ying'er felt after hearing it.

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Lao Gun's villa is located in the new high-end villa area in the north of the city. Each villa here has a different design.

When I walked into Lao Gun's villa, Ying'er and I realized that he was not an ordinary rich man. This is the most modern building I have ever seen. It is made of tinted glass, and there is an artificial lake and a private pier behind it.

Lao Qian seemed to have become accustomed to the reaction of the guests. He was so polite that he invited us to the living room behind, where he could look around the entire lake view.

The midsummer sun is reflected on the lake, and the shimmering waves are very beautiful.

After a few weeks, Xiaoying became beautiful again. Lao Qian smiled at Ying'er.

We have considered it... still want to continue... I said to Lao Gun.

Where is Xiaoying?Have you really thought about it this time?

Yes, Ying'er nodded slightly.

Then it would be better to sign a contract as we had agreed before. Lao Qian took out a chapter of paper from the coffee table drawer and put it in front of Ying'er.

You don’t need to sign, just read it once. Old gun pointed at a camera on the triangle bracket not far away. If you can’t read it anymore, the contract will be invalidated on the spot.Of course, this is your last chance.Think about it and you can start

Lao Qian shook his head at me and signaled me not to give Ying'er any advice.I could only nod my head slightly to express my acceptance.

Ying'er read for a while, her face gradually turned red from her cheeks to her ears. She looked up at the camera and started reading with the paper.

I, Zhao Ying, started on XXXXXXXXXXX, and with my husband's permission, I voluntarily become a...sex slave............ acknowledge the status of the master of the old gun......

Hear your husband, he can't hear clearly. Lao Gun deliberately raised his tone and said loudly

Ying'er was startled and looked back at me. She found that I had no intention of stopping her, so she had to turn around and continue reading.

From now on, all my body belongs to my master.Without the permission of my master, no one can touch the...sensitive areas of my body, including my...husband and myself.The couple must apply for sex seven days in advance... and the owner.The master enjoys the right to use my body anytime... at any time... Ying'er reads intermittently with tears.

My husband has the right to abolish the contract at any time.Ying'er only felt a little emotionally stable when she read the following sentence.

In theory, this is not a binding contract. Lao Qian told Ying'er that you will not lose anything to yourself, but if I find that you have breached the contract, I will leave automatically immediately. Lao Qian looked at me and forced me to take the words.

I was cruel and told Lao Gun that we have tried many different methods. So far, only when you participate can I feel a different sense of excitement, and there will be a feeling below... If you have no choice... I will give up completely...

Hearing this, Ying'er suddenly turned her head and said to Lao Gun with tears in her eyes. No, Uncle Lin... We will not breach the contract...

You are thinking about it carefully, what should you say just now?Lao Qian stood up and looked down at Ying'er and said

Ying'er glanced secretly at me and sat on the ground.

Lord...Master...I will not breach the contract...

very good.Slut.I'll call you that in the future.Slut, do you understand?

The slut... I understand... Ying'er held back the tears that were spinning in her eyes and said tremblingly.

You go and take a shower now, the bathroom is on the second floor. Lao Gun ordered it.

Ying'er turned her head and looked at me, wanting to know my wishes.

Slut, what do you think of your husband?Think clearly who is your master?Lao Gun asked loudly.

Listen... Listen to your master... Be good... I could only agree in a low voice, and my heart felt like I had been knocked over with a bottle of five flavors, both sad and excited. The uncertainty of what was going to happen below gave me inexplicably stimulation, which made my pants wet.

Ying'er saw my reaction and knew in her heart that this was the last path we could take.Wipe the tears, get up and walk upstairs.