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Zhuang Jinghao was so scared that she gasped, covered her mouth with her hands, and her almond-shaped eyes widened.
"Brother Luffy..." She moved her hand away and asked nervously, "What did you hear just now?"
"I've heard everything I need to hear."
Zhuang Jinghao's expression froze, and she subconsciously glanced at her brother, who was a few meters away, grilling as if nothing had happened. She breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her voice, "Did you hear what Chen Liqing said, too?"
Luffy just smiled and said nothing. She urged: "Don't scare me, tell me now!"
Luffy smiled and shook his head, "No. I promise."
"That's great, that's great..." Zhuang Jinghao pounded his chest, then suddenly remembered something and whispered, "Brother Luffy, please don't let my brother know about Chen Liqing and me!"
Speaking of Chen Liqing, Zuo Xiao said, "Is dinner almost ready? Go and ask Chen Liqing to come over for dinner."
"Okay, I'll go find him," Zhuang Jinghao said worriedly, "but what if he says he's not hungry and refuses to come?"
"Just say my foot hurts and ask him to come over and take a look."
After a while, Zhuang Jinghao led Chen Liqing back.
"Does it hurt?" he asked dryly.
"Hmm." Zuo Xiao remained calm. "Is it because your feet aren't high enough?"
Chen Liqing saw her huddled in a recliner in a shirt and shorts, her calves resting on a round table, almost reaching above her shoulders. "That's high enough! Any higher? Are you trying to reach the sky?"
Zuo Xiao smiled: That's good. Chen Liqing's words to her show that she has recovered.
Next, she ordered Chen Liqing and Lu Fei to work while she and her apprentice ate fruit and plotted their evening's activities. For a moment, she felt a bit like a female emperor. If she was Wu Zetian, then her apprentice must be Shangguan Wan'er, right?
After dinner, Zhuang Jinghao invited everyone to play 滷蛋 in the living room. Under Zuo Xiao's pressure, Chen Liqing was forced to team up with Zhuang Jinghao, and the other team was Zhuang Yu'an and Liang Sirui.
Liang Sirui didn't know how to play, so after learning the rules, she asked Luffy to assist her. After two rounds, she was already good at it, so Luffy withdrew and sat on the sofa with Zuo Xiao, watching Zhuang Jinghao play cards from a distance.
In front of so many people, he didn't dare to be too ostentatious. He just put his hand around her waist and gently kneaded her waist. Zuo Xiao knew that he couldn't stop him, so he simply didn't stop him and let him go.
"Why didn't you play a straight flush to bet on him just now?" After losing another hand, Chen Liqing couldn't help but complain, "You always keep the good cards in your hand, so why did you pick it up?"
His words weren't harsh, but Zhuang Jinghao was clearly struck by it. He drooped his head and said weakly, "I see my brother still has a lot of cards in his hand, so I want to wait and see..."
Seeing Chen Liqing opening his mouth to say something, Zuo Xiao stopped him in time: "You two are both bad, so don't criticize each other." Turning to Luffy, he said, "I'll be my apprentice's military advisor."
Zhuang Jinghao stood up and took over Luffy's job, moving a chair to sit beside him. Zuo Xiao, supported by Luffy, hopped over on one foot and sat down. Luffy brought a round stool for her to rest her legs on, and then he also moved a stool and sat down behind her.
Suddenly, there were two more people on Zhuang Jinghao's side, making for a very impressive display. Liang Sirui asked with a smile, "Is this going to be 4 vs. 2?"
"I'll just watch and not say anything." Luffy said with a smile.
Next, Zuo Xiao acted as a military advisor. If he saw that his apprentice was about to play the wrong card, he would stop her and ask her to "think about it again." If she was at a loss for ideas, he would point it out to her: "Play this." Occasionally, Luffy would lean over to her ear and say, "Isn't that right?"
With the help of two military advisors and a good hand, Zhuang Jinghao won first place and was so happy that she danced with joy. However, Chen Liqing lagged behind, only taking third place. Liang Sirui was in last place.
In the next round, Zhuang Yu'an came in last, and his sister teased him, "Brother, you have to work harder, we're about to overtake you!"
Looking at his sister's beaming face, Zhuang Yu'an felt annoyed.
He didn't care about winning or losing, let alone losing to his sister. He wasn't upset about losing, but...
Unable to concentrate.
A leg as soft as tofu was poking out right under his nose, and he couldn't help but notice it. His brain had to memorize and calculate the cards of his opponents and teammates, as well as his own cards, but he was often distracted by external factors, causing his memory to be intermittent and his thoughts to stumble.
If this is the opponent's hidden trump card, then its lethality is indeed astonishing.
A new hand began. He deliberately tilted his face to the right, touching the cards while mentally reminding himself not to lose focus. Yet, in his mind, Yu Guangzhong's slender, well-proportioned, white, tender, and smooth legs seemed like little snakes, constantly crawling over and entwining his mind, only to reappear moments after he'd shaken them off, leaving him practically unable to sort through the cards.
My attention slid down her calf. Her ankle was bandaged and slightly swollen, but her white sole was perfectly balanced, delicate and delicate yet incredibly soft. Her five white toes resembled tiny rice cakes of varying sizes, their nails painted pink, like cherry blossom petals dotted across a white rice cake.
"Thump, thump..." My heartbeat was so loud it felt like my chest was vibrating. I felt a nameless anger lingering inside me, my cells were faintly restless, and my mind was as slow as rust.
"How many are left?" The owner of the severed leg suddenly turned around. Zhuang Yu'an's mind buzzed briefly, and then the rusty gears began to turn with difficulty.
According to the rules, if you have less than ten cards left in your hand, you have to report the number. He lowered his eyes and counted them, then tilted his head and looked at her calmly: "8."
"8 photos..." The lacquer-like eyeballs rolled around, and suddenly the eyes curved, and in an instant they were like scattered stars, shining brightly.
"Got a straight flush?" She stared at him, testing him cunningly.
Zhuang Yu'an lowered his head hastily, feeling a burning sensation in his ears, as if they were about to burst into flames.
She murmured "huh" and turned to whisper to Luffy. Luffy leaned forward and stretched out his hand to cover her waist.
The man's broad hands made his willow-like waist seem even more slender, almost unbending. Thinking of how many places that hand had lingered, jealousy pierced his heart like a nail.
This time they lost again. Zhuang Yu'an wanted to stop for a while, but Liang Sirui seemed to have the same idea as him and said, "I'm a little tired. Let's take a break before continuing."
Zhuang Yu'an opened the refrigerator and took out a can of dark beer from the variety of drinks.
With a "bang", the rich aroma of malt filled his nose. He took a big sip, and the bubbling alcohol temporarily relaxed his tense nerves.
Seeing her brother break the rules firsthand, Zhuang Jinghao was immediately invigorated. Since her brother had previously established a rule against drinking, she had told everyone else not to drink publicly. Now that the man who had established the rules had broken them first, she quickly grabbed several cans of beer, cheerfully distributing them to the others and keeping one for herself.
With the help of alcohol, Zhuang Yu'an finally felt less tormented during the next round of poker. The price he paid was three cans of beer in a row, which not only made his face sore but also made him lose his mind and become careless.
He took advantage of his drunkenness to loosen the ropes that bound his desires a little. When his sister, who was the previous player, played a straight flush and had only one card left in her hand, he smiled triumphantly and threw a six bombs, and the situation on the field immediately turned around.
"Ahh!" my sister screamed, "You actually hid a six-explosion!"
Zhuang Yu'an glanced at his sister's military advisor. She was staring at him, her face filled with surprise and dissatisfaction. Her bright eyes were filled with a vivid and lively expression that made him unable to look away.
Zhuang Yu'an's chest surged with an urge like beer foam. He longed to pull her into his arms, like in his dreams, gently pinching her cheek with two fingers, forcing her soft, tender lips slightly open. He would lean down, wantonly pluck the morning dew from her flower's heart, causing those star-like eyes to gradually suffuse with moist, warm desire, proving that she, too, was intoxicated by him, entwined with him like seaweed in the deep sea...
However, in reality, he only kept his gaze on her face for a few seconds, and then turned his gaze to the poker cards in his hand with a smile that did not fade away in time.
Late at night, the card game was over. While the others were still chatting and laughing in the living room, Zhuang Yu'an, feeling dizzy, went back to his room first.
After taking a shower and turning off the lights, he lay on the unfamiliar bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
He had clearly cut up the shirt she had worn and tried to date another girl; he didn't like her vulgarity and arrogance, and he couldn't accept her frivolousness and indulgence; he hated himself for being seduced by beauty, and was even more afraid of sinking into it again and again and being manipulated and toyed with.
However, he still wanted to kiss the stars scattered in the dark sky, to suck on the cherry blossom petals dotted on the white glutinous rice cakes, and to suck the crystal dew that flowed from the lotus buds after the rain... He wanted the fire in his body to burn fiercely and burn him and her to ashes.
Under the influence of alcohol, he even came up with a crazy idea:
If - just if, one day she suddenly put aside her hatred and rejection of him and was willing to give him a chance like she did to Luffy, but the condition was that he did everything he thought was dirty and ugly, and that he would never be able to hold his head up in front of the world for the rest of his life... what would he choose?
Is it to cut off low-level physical desires and resolutely defend dignity?
Or abandon your soul, temporarily realize your desires, and crawl in a dark corner from then on?
He didn't claim to be a particularly noble person, but in many ways, he held himself to a higher standard than many people he knew. As someone disapproved of even by his own parents, if he hadn't held himself to a stricter standard than most people over the years, hadn't worked hard to shield and resist the demons within and the temptations of the outside world, he might have degenerated into a pig and a dog.
It is precisely because he has repeatedly overcome temptation at crossroads, and repeatedly tempered and reaffirmed his principles and bottom line, that he has built a more solid core than most people, becoming the confident and proud person he is today. Whether as a family member, a friend, an entrepreneur, or a citizen, he always walks with his head held high and his mind held high.
Yet, of all the temptations he had resisted in the past, the deep-seated desire for a woman was not one of them.
He had never known that there was a desire more powerful than money, power, or the respect and approval of others. It slipped through walls and iron walls like air, setting a trap for him unseen. The most terrifying thing was that, knowing it was a trap, he wasn't sure if he would fall into it.
At this moment, he stared at the bottomless black hole in front of him, trying to pull himself away from desire as he did in the past and control himself with reason.
He had some knowledge of psychology and briefly experimented with mindfulness. A concept in psychology called "awareness" refers to the process of stepping outside oneself, observing and examining one's inner desires, emotions, and thoughts like an outsider. This allows one to avoid becoming absorbed in them and better regulate and manage one's desires and emotions. In the past, when he was haunted by past events and mired in self-doubt, and when his career was facing setbacks and seemed on the verge of collapse, he relied on this awareness to prevent himself from sliding into the abyss and to overcome his darkest moments.
He was aware of the desire churning in his heart at this moment, as if he was looking at a pot of boiling glutinous rice wine dumplings.
Just then, heavy footsteps were heard in the corridor, gradually approaching and then gradually moving away, followed by the door being gently closed.
After a while, a muffled groan came from the other side of the wall, followed by a faint male voice: "It hurts, it hurts..." It was as if someone was beaten and dared not show it, begging for mercy in a low voice.
He was distracted by this series of noises. The bed was not far from the wall, and soon he heard a new sound, this time a female voice, a short "ah".
At this point, he had guessed who the person next door was and didn't think about anything else.
His heart was beating fast. He got out of bed as if possessed by a ghost and stood by the wall, listening attentively.
"Hateful!" a half-angry rebuke followed by another soft cry, like a fishhook dragging a silk line, suddenly cast out and flew away, sinking silently into the water. A moment later, a series of delicate gasps were drawn out, like a fish biting the hook, lashing its tail left and right, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, turning and twisting.
Amidst the incessant sound, Zhuang Yu'an felt like a fish caught on a hook, dragged across the water, trembling and tumbling, his throat thirsty as if his gills were dehydrated. At this moment, the sound waves weaved images in his mind, and the man she had been in bed with became himself.
At this moment, his sanity crumbled. In the midst of extreme chaos, he climbed to the pinnacle of bliss in his life.
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