She felt uneasy yet brimming with anticipation.
After all, her marriage with Liu Qingshan had lost all passion and love, and she yearned for a new romance, a love that could make her feel the allure of being a woman once more.
Liu Zheng’s residence was situated at the serene outskirts of the village, an environnt well-suited for secret rendezvous.
Zhang Cuihua arrived under the pine trees, where Xiong Er had loosened his words, cautiously approaching with mixed feelings of tension.
She knocked on Liu Zheng’s door, awaiting his response.
The door opened, and Liu Zheng greeted her warmly with a smile, saying, "Cui Hua, what brings you here?"
Blushing and looking down shyly, Zhang Cuihua whispered, "Yes, I’m here. You ntioned ’treatnt’, and I’ve been having terrible stomach pains lately, needing your treatnt."
Liu Zheng was aware of the purpose of her visit.
He gently took her hand, gazing into her eyes that sparkled with expectation.
Liu Zheng led Zhang Cuihua to his small courtyard, filled with various fragrant flowers and plants that filled the air with their scent. They sat by a small table playing Go, while savoring the aroma of tea, a far cry from their first encounter.
Gradually, their conversation beca more open, and they started to share their sorrows and dreams, baring their souls to each other.
Liu Zheng shared with Zhang Cuihua a secret he had kept for many years: in fact, he had experienced a failed romance, which explained why he had been so proficient that day.
And Zhang Cuihua confided to him the pain and bewildernt she had felt over the years.
Their souls rged on that sumr afternoon, as if they had found a long-lost sense of belonging.
The light in the courtyard was incredibly intimate, casting a warm glow.
At that mont, Liu Zheng also found it hard to resist; after all, he hadn’t indulged in a month.
He gently brushed away the strands of hair on Zhang Cuihua’s face and looked at her tenderly, saying, "Cui Hua, that perfu you wore the other day was truly enchanting. I wonder if it was the perfu or your natural scent?"
Zhang Cuihua looked into Liu Zheng’s sincere and warm eyes, feeling a happiness she hadn’t felt in a long ti.
She bit her lip softly, then murmured, "Of course, it’s both my body’s fragrance and the perfu. Liu Zheng, would you like to sll it again?"
In an instant, their hands clasped tightly together, as if in that mont, their fates beca intertwined once again.
They smiled at each other and hand in hand, walked to a new bedroom that Liu Zheng had built.
Zhang Cuihua seed to have forgotten all her troubles.
Liu Zheng had also forgotten those unpleasant mories.
With frankness between them, sparks ignited fiercely in just an instant.
In the dim light, their shadows rose and fell in succession, their sounds of joy reaching the skies.
anwhile, Xiong Er was not idling around—he actually entered Liu Zheng’s house and listened from outside as Liu Zheng and Zhang Cuihua engaged in their three hundred rounds of combat.
At that mont, Xiong Er exclaid, "Damn, she turned out to be his mistress!"
Xiong Er watched Liu Zheng’s and Zhang Cuihua’s actions in surprise, confusion growing within him.
He had always thought Liu Zheng and Zhang Cuihua were inseparable good friends, but now they had suddenly beco intimate.
Xiong Er himself beca agitated along with their actions, unconsciously taking out his "bird" since he had been feeling sothing for Zhang Cuihua these past few days and naturally wanted sothing to happen with her.
If he couldn’t have her in reality, he’d settle for a fantasy.
Following their rhythm, Xiong Er actually boarded a plane himself...
After an intense bout of lovemaking, Liu Zheng and Zhang Cuihua erged from the room, their faces flushed.
Xiong Er suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face a picture of disbelief.
Both felt an indescribable awkwardness, not knowing how to face the sudden appearance of Xiong Er.
His hand was still clutching the large bird, hardly believing what he had just witnessed.
He had originally acted out of curiosity, but he never expected to stumble upon Liu Zheng and Zhang Cuihua’s intimate mont.
Liu Zheng, facing Xiong Er, had an embarrassed look on his face; he wanted to explain but didn’t know how to begin.
He felt guilty and embarrassed, fully aware that what he had done was wrong.
His eyes showed a hint of apology, but he couldn’t find the right words to express it.
Zhang Cuihua bit her lip awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
She felt her privacy had been abruptly invaded, as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown over her. Her face was as red as a ripe apple, with emotions of sha and embarrassnt swirling in her heart.
In the silence, Liu Zheng finally mustered the courage to speak, his faint voice reaching Xiong Er’s ears, "Xiong Er, we just... I’m sorry, we didn’t expect you to be here."
His tone was full of apology and embarrassnt.
Xiong Er slowly stood up, his face gradually becoming calm. He put down the large bird and pulled up his pants.
Unsure how to deal with the awkwardness, he even stole glances at Zhang Cuihua.
Finally, Xiong Er took a deep breath and said with a bitter smile, "It’s okay, it’s okay, I was just passing by."
His words revealed a hint of helplessness and embarrassnt.
Zhang Cuihua and Liu Zheng knew all too well that Xiong Er had brought Zhang Cuihua here.
Liu Zheng felt a wave of regret; he never thought that soone would catch him in a private mont, much less Xiong Er.
He was filled with guilt and remorse, understanding the heavy damage his awkwardness had caused Xiong Er.
Zhang Cuihua gently tugged at Liu Zheng’s arm, smiling at Xiong Er, "Xiong Er, I’m really sorry you had to see that. We’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again."
Her voice carried a hint of sincerity and apology.
Xiong Er looked at the two, at their sincerity and apologies, and the embarrassnt and hesitation in his heart gradually faded.
He scratched his head and smiled, "Well, since you both said so, I don’t have much to argue about."
The awkward atmosphere between the three slowly dissipated, and they began to relax.
"Xiong Er, let’s have a al together, my treat," Liu Zheng said.
Zhang Cuihua also spoke to Xiong Er, "Sure, there’s a decent Sichuan snack place in the county town."
The three of them drove together to Zhao Ji Sichuan Flavor.
After they sat down, Zhang Cuihua suddenly tugged at Liu Zheng’s hand.
"Liu Zheng, let’s go, let’s not eat here."
"What’s wrong, sister-in-law? Isn’t this the place you brought us to?" Xiong Er asked.
But Zhang Cuihua didn’t explain and stood up, only to quickly sit back down again.
"Let’s not go, let’s eat here, there’s nothing to be afraid of!" Liu Zheng said, looking into the distance.
Actually, it wasn’t that the food here was bad, but they had just spotted Zhang Cuihua’s husband, Liu Qingshan.
Liu Qingshan was holding two won tightly, one on each side, clearly won of dubious character.
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