TIL - 52

Ruan Lihong acquired the Mosisha jade for 220,000, which indeed drew the attention of some collectors. The more knowledgeable the person, the more they understood that betting on this stone meant you were either a brave soul or had a truly discerning eye. Later, during the auction for the “divine piece,” financiers from various regions competed fiercely, afraid of being late in raising their paddles.

Su He found the event too serious. As someone who frequented wife-swapping parties and orgies with no rules, he felt a little sleepy. The air conditioning in the auction hall was quite strong. Ruan Lihong saw he was dozing off and, worried he might get cold, held his hand to pull him out of his drowsiness. The media, never one to miss a good story, captured this moment. Within just half an hour, news articles and human-interest stories were plastered all over popular platforms like WeChat official accounts, Weibo, Toutiao, Douyin, and Kuaishou. Ruan Lihong’s identity was exposed, with busybodies giving her the moniker “Black Widow.” News of her auras, her daughter being Wen Huo, and Wen Huo being “Teacher Chen’s” student even led to the Chen family’s auction, which usually only circulated within aristocratic circles, trending on social media. Fortunately, most of the people online were young and more interested in celebrities, so the Chen family auction’s trending topic wasn’t at the very top. However, it was still in the news, and some of their acquaintances or those interested in the name “Chen family” put down what they were doing and rushed to the Jockey Club. The quiet courtyard, once an oasis in the city, was suddenly not so quiet anymore.

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Chen Cheng opened a bottle from the guest room’s wine cabinet and poured a little for Wen Huo. Wen Huo looked at him. Chen Cheng stopped pouring. “That’s all you get.” Wen Huo pouted. Chen Cheng had no choice but to pour a little more. “Okay, that’s it.” Only then did Wen Huo pick up the glass and take a sip.

Chen Cheng sat beside her, with three buttons of his shirt undone and his tie half-pulled, hanging around his neck. It was a very lustful look, but also a little innocent. He was always meticulous about his appearance. Wen Huo used to think it was because he knew he was handsome, but after meeting his friends, his family, and finally his daughter, she realized they were all just as refined as he was. This meant that this was just how they lived, always striving for the “best” in everything. They were always strict with themselves and disciplined, which in itself made them seem desirable. The innocence came from the way he looked at Wen Huo, a look that was both careful and full of the fear of loss. It seemed he was so afraid of losing her again that he couldn’t bear to look away. This reminded Wen Huo of when she was a child and wanted to eat kidney bean rolls and hawthorn cakes. Ruan Lihong bought them for her, and she couldn’t bear to eat them all at once but also didn’t want to hide them, so she just stared at them without blinking.

She secretly looked at him. “Teacher Chen, can’t you get enough?” Chen Cheng was very honest. “I can’t.” It used to be so difficult to get him to say things like that, but now it was easy. She felt a little giddy, put down her wine glass, and said, “I’m hungry.”

Chen Cheng reached out and wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth. “What do you want to eat?”

“I saw some crab outside.”

She was talking about the buffet outside. Chen Cheng understood, buttoned his shirt, and got ready to go get her some food. Wen Huo helped him with his buttons and tie, but halfway through, she remembered his profile picture and stopped tying it. She even pulled it up tight, constricting his neck and making his face turn red. Chen Cheng frowned. “Are you trying to kill your husband?” Wen Huo took out her phone, found his profile picture in her blocked list, and asked him, “Who is this woman? She’s so close to you. Did you sleep with her?”

Chen Cheng was surprised. He took out his own phone and found the original photo. Wen Huo looked at it and exclaimed, “Damn, that’s me.” No, when did she ever tie his tie? She stared at Chen Cheng’s phone for a long time. “When was this taken?”

Chen Cheng asked her in return, “You didn’t look at any of the photos on my phone before you deleted them?”

Wen Huo didn’t want to remember all the things she and Chen Cheng had done. “No.”

“Then even if I tell you when it was taken, would you remember?”

That seemed to make sense. Wen Huo then asked, “But why didn’t you post the whole picture? Why did you crop it so my head was cut off?”

“Can you accept our relationship being known by others?”

Wen Huo couldn’t. “Then why did you post it at all? Couldn’t you find another profile picture? Your old black one was fine. Why did you have to change it? And why this one?”

Chen Cheng finished tying his tie. “I was trying to show that even though I’m not married, my heart belongs to someone.”

Wen Huo understood. “So you’re saying as soon as it came out that you weren’t married, people started hitting on you? That makes sense. Teacher Chen is always so in demand. Opening WeChat must be like a beauty pageant.”

Chen Cheng frowned again. “Wasn’t the main point of what I just said, ‘my heart belongs to you’?”

Wen Huo felt that the main point was that he had a lot of women on his WeChat. She got petty again, moved closer, and pulled on his arm. “Teacher Chen, how about we clean out your WeChat contacts later? We can do it together, okay?”

Chen Cheng never tired of her pouting. He could enjoy it for a lifetime if she did it for a lifetime. He enjoyed it while deliberately saying, “That’s not a good idea. They’re all business partners. It wouldn’t be appropriate to delete them.”

Wen Huo let go of his arm. “Why aren’t you leaving yet? What’s taking you so long? I’m starving!” Her mood changed so quickly. Chen Cheng smiled and left to get her a plate of fresh crab claws steamed with ginger rice wine, baked oysters with cheese, and a plate of basil fried chicken rice. He also got her some chocolate jelly, taro balls, and some fruit. In the end, he got a little too much, so he switched to a larger tray and then grabbed two sets of silverware from the heated cabinet.

The waiter next to him was stunned. He walked over and said, “Sir, do you need any help?”

“No, thank you.”

The waiter reminded him, “If there are two of you, you can dine in the restaurant where our head chef is cooking everything fresh. The food here has been sitting out for over an hour, so it’s not fresh.”

If Chen Cheng took Wen Huo to the restaurant, could the auction even continue? So he said, “I’m alone.” The waiter glanced at the two sets of silverware on his tray, as if to say, “Who are you kidding?” With no other choice, Chen Cheng put one set back. “I took too many.”

Back in the guest room, Wen Huo was already waiting at the dining table. Her obedient look was very endearing to him, but his eyes shifted down a little and saw the irregular green fabric, and his good mood was halved. He brought the tray to her and then called his secretary to buy her a new dress.

Wen Huo was eating crab and listening to him talk. The measurements he was giving sounded familiar. After he hung up, she asked him, “Do you have the same bust size as me?”

Chen Cheng wiped the sauce from her mouth. “I’m buying it for you.”

Wen Huo raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

“I don’t like the one you’re wearing.”

Wen Huo refused to change. “I’m not wearing it for you. Those younger guys really like it. They said I have a great figure. It’s because of this dress that they can see my body.”

Chen Cheng took the crab out of her mouth and took the tray away. “Then let those younger guys get you food!”

Wen Huo looked at Chen Cheng. His childishness was back. He was so immature. She wiped her hands, walked over, and leaned against him, rubbing herself against him. “Teacher Chen.” The three words were spoken in a hundred and eighty different ways.

Chen Cheng was indifferent. “What?”

“You’re so petty.”

Chen Cheng retorted, “You’re not petty? You got mad over a profile picture.”

They were just hurting each other now. Wen Huo got up from him. “How about this? If other people look at me later, you can block their view and kill them with your eyes.”

Chen Cheng was angry, but as soon as she said that, his anger disappeared, and he almost laughed. All he could think was, “My Huohuo is so cute.”

Wen Huo saw his eyes soften and moved in front of him, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Teacher Chen, why aren’t you saying anything? What are you thinking about?”

Chen Cheng lowered his head and looked at her smiling eyes. He cupped her butt, picked her up, and said, “I’m thinking about doing you.” As he spoke, he was already hard. Before, he couldn’t bring himself to do her when she was sad, which was a little difficult for him to bear. Now he couldn’t stand it anymore. He whispered in her ear, “Can I?”

His voice was so pleasant that Wen Huo’s ears tingled. Then it felt as if electricity had passed through her, all the way to her butt, which also began to tingle. Chen Cheng’s lips touched her earlobe, and his hot breath sent shivers down her spine. She could feel herself getting aroused. Wen Huo’s chest and butt were a little numb. Her body felt boneless, soft against Chen Cheng’s, and her vision became blurry. She loved it when Chen Cheng talked to her like this. It made her feel so good.

Chen Cheng took her silence as consent and carried her back to the dining table. He first used his hand to feel the temperature of the stone tabletop. It was a little cold, so he put Wen Huo on a chair, got a blanket to put on the table, and then put her back on it. Wen Huo loved Chen Cheng’s considerate service. Women loved it when men served them like this. It fed their vanity, and vanity could improve the quality of sex. The thought of all the women outside who could only dream of sleeping with this man, and how desperate he was to sleep with her, gave her an indescribable pleasure.

Chen Cheng leaned over, bit the shoulder strap of her dress, and took off her invisible bra, looking at her breasts. After so long, he finally saw them again and leaned in to take one in his mouth. Wen Huo’s nipple hardened as he sucked on it. She unconsciously twisted her body, perfectly feigning a mix of wanting and not wanting. Men loved seeing a woman pretend to want something while resisting. Her reactions during sex also improved the quality of his orgasm.

Wen Huo was so consumed by his sucking that she was lost, hugging his head and moaning, completely forgetting where she was. Chen Cheng’s hand moved to her private area and found a lot of wetness. He said, “So wet.”

Wen Huo didn’t back down. She grabbed his penis. “So hard.”

Chen Cheng grabbed a cherry and asked her, “Want to eat this?”

Wen Huo opened her mouth.

“It’s not washed yet.”

Wen Huo figured he was about to play a naughty game. Sure enough, Chen Cheng pushed her panties aside, put the cherry in her vagina, and held on to the stem. Then he looked up. “It’ll be clean in a moment.”

Wen Huo could feel the round cherry inside her body, and it was a little uncomfortable. “Take it out!”

Chen Cheng gave a soft “oh” and then took out his own penis. “It’s out.”

Wen Huo was so annoyed with him. “I didn’t want you to take that out!”

Chen Cheng rubbed his penis against her vagina. “This place wants it.”

Wen Huo squeezed her legs together. “It doesn’t want it.”

Chen Cheng kissed her lips. “Then this place wants it. It wants to eat.”

Wen Huo refused. “I’m not eating. It’s so dirty. I don’t want to. Don’t make me eat! I won’t eat it!”

Chen Cheng bit her tongue. “You didn’t say that before. You said you loved eating this, you said you loved being deep-throated by me.”

He was trying to tempt her again. He had changed. He wasn’t like this before. Wen Huo got angry. “You’ve gone bad.”

Chen Cheng took the cherry out of her vagina. “Mmm, I learned it from you.” He put the cherry in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Wen Huo watched him eat happily. “Is it good?”

“Very sweet.”

Wen Huo kicked him in the chest, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her into his arms. He bit her ear and asked, “Can I have a drink?”

Wen Huo understood what he meant. “No.”

As she spoke, Chen Cheng was already squatting down, kissing her labia, and drinking her honey. He was so good at it. His tongue pushed deeper, making her breathing little hole breathe faster, and the feeling of pleasure came even faster. While giving her oral sex, Chen Cheng used his thumb to press on her A-spot, the location of her clitoris. Wen Huo couldn’t handle the double stimulation and quickly came. She squeezed her butt and curled her toes. The orgasm made her screams even more lewd and sexy. Before she had real experience, she thought the moans she heard in porn were faked, but after being brought to orgasm by Chen Cheng, she realized she truly couldn’t control it.

When Chen Cheng looked at her again, there was still some fluid on the corners of his mouth, which was her vaginal fluid. Just thinking about him drinking her fluid made her want him again. This time, without waiting for Chen Cheng to speak, she reached for his penis. He was right, she wanted to eat it. She wanted to eat it with both mouths. She was so in love with his penis. She wanted to eat it every day.

Chen Cheng watched her squat down and take his penis into her mouth, and a wave of intense stimulation washed over him, both emotionally and physically. The thought of the woman he loved giving him a blowjob made him feel like he was going to burst. Wen Huo was enjoying herself, licking it like a lollipop. She licked it until Chen Cheng’s breathing became ragged, and he pushed his penis deep into her throat. The pressure on the head of Chen Cheng’s penis was so pleasurable. He pressed on Wen Huo’s shoulders, pulled his penis out, quickly masturbated a couple of times, and with a low groan of excitement, he came on her face.

Wen Huo stuck out her tongue to lick the fluid off, then looked at Chen Cheng with her alluring eyes. That look made Chen Cheng hard again. He pulled her up and rubbed his penis against her vulva. He rubbed for a long time, and Wen Huo’s heart was fluttering. “Hurry...”

“Do you want it that badly?”

Wen Huo’s face turned redder from his teasing. She wanted it. “Yes...”

“Then call me something.”

“Teacher Chen...”

“Call me something else.”

“Husband...”

Chen Cheng loved this side of Wen Huo, and he loved even more that this Wen Huo belonged only to him. He used her fluid to push his penis into her tender vagina, and it was immediately met with a strong suction. Wen Huo let out a loud cry. Chen Cheng’s size was always a bit too much for her to handle, but women loved things that were a bit too much for them. Chen Cheng took her by surprise and pushed it all the way in, straight to her core.

Wen Huo unconsciously tightened her vaginal muscles, making his eyes even darker. “You’re clenching again.”

“Who told you to be so big!” Wen Huo still had something to complain about.

Chen Cheng kissed her lips, catching her tongue and sucking on it, as if to soothe her. Then, he started to thrust, fucking her so hard she felt like her life was leaving her. Their two bodies stuck together, a chaotic mess of thrusts and movements, and all the tensions and quarrels of the past few days were now digested and released through their frantic movements.