Chapter 260
Wang Jiazhi returned from a routine prenatal checkup. When she reached the bridge, the kitten crouched there to greet her. Seeing her return, it stood up and led the way. As they neared the house, it ran to her feet, rubbing against her and meowing, acting coquettishly. Then, it grabbed hold of her clothes and climbed up, demanding she hold it again.
When I walked to the door, I saw a white car parked downstairs. There was actually a car in this place.
A girl wearing a white lace cake dress, long curly hair and white diamond jewelry got out of the car holding a white curly cat and bumped into her head-on.
The girl looked about the same age as her, but at the moment she was wearing a light navy blue cheongsam, her long straight hair tied back with a handkerchief, and in her arms was a common calico cat. The girl's cat happened to be face to face with her cat, and they both meowed a few times, but it was unclear what they were talking about.
The curly-haired cat in the girl's arms was wearing a pink tiered skirt and a pink bow on its head. It was as adorned with jewels as its owner and looked very noble.
It was the first time Wang Jiazhi saw a real curly-haired cat, the same one she had seen in cookie jars and on notebook covers.
The girl smiled at her, a hint of shame in her smile. Wang Jiazhi didn't notice it. In the past, she might have sensed the meaning behind that smile, but not now. Having seen the wealth and glory of the great, it didn't matter to her anymore.
She went downstairs to buy something again. When she came back, she saw that many lotus flowers in the pond had bloomed, and some had already formed lotus pods. So she went to sit on the steps of the ferry.
After a while, she was thinking about something when she felt something furry on her legs. Looking down, she saw a yellow puppy with its head on her legs. She didn't know whose dog it was, but it was always hanging around nearby. She always fed it, so it often came over.
She stroked the puppy's furry head. The little guy was so cute.
She turned around and saw the car start to drive away. A little while later, a girl came up from behind her to do some laundry. Someone said to her, "Your classmate's family must be very respectable. Look at how well she looks."
The girl lived in another household in the building. She studied in the city on weekdays and came back on weekends.
The girl said angrily, "She just wants to show off to the poor."
Wang Jiazhi thought of a classmate from high school, a girl who wasn't ugly and came from a wealthy family. She didn't seem to be too focused on studying, spending every day putting a lot of effort into her appearance. She was looked down upon, being called a "study parasite" who only cared about studying and dressed shabbily. Of course, she didn't coin the term; it was a man who was jealous of her constant top marks in exams.
At the time, she didn't bother to pay attention to them. If she didn't study, how would she make a living in the future? She wasn't her own daughter; she had her family to support her. Later, before she even graduated from high school, the girl got engaged and married soon after graduation, marrying into a wealthy family of equal status. She invited all the girls in the class, but she didn't go. She also had pets, saying she had multiple Dalmatians at home and had brought one to school to show everyone.
Wang Jiazhi thought again of the curly-haired cat of the girl classmate. It was the first time she had ever seen a curly-haired cat. And it was white, wearing her favorite pink color.
She was wearing thin stockings in the summer, and the puppy was leaning on her legs, so she could feel its furry texture even through her cheongsam.
These two things together made her think back to the past, and her face turned into a ripe peach.
She likes reading "Jin Ping Mei", but she doesn't like certain parts of the story and skips them when she rereads it because they are too explicit and disgusting.
The book's main purpose is to "instruct the world." Therefore, the scenes in which Ximen Qing indulges in pure lust, devoid of any emotional connection, are portrayed as repulsive. However, because of his love affair with Li Ping'er, the portrayal is different. Especially after Li Ping'er's death, when she appears in a dream and the two of them fall asleep again, the description is filled with a tender and poignant beauty.
In the days leading up to meeting him, besides memorizing so much, she also crammed theoretical knowledge. She read books like "The Golden Lotus," "The Carnal Prayer Mat," and "The Illusion of the Void." They were truly disgusting, but precisely because they were so detailed and explicit, they made them suitable for study. But she couldn't understand much of it, and even now, she still couldn't understand what was going on.
It wasn't until she put it into practice with him that she realized many of his methods weren't even in the books. Only then did she realize that this could be creative. She wondered how many women he had to try to achieve this level of creativity.
However, there are some things that she understands, but she firmly believes that she will never do them in her life.
Before she went through those tortures, before she met Kuang Yumin and the others, and when she was still dreaming of being together forever, pure and innocent, she read that and felt that no matter how much she loved him, she would never do that.
But……
That was the first time the "game period" had begun. He didn't do anything that day, and she felt that she roughly understood what he meant. She obediently took off his clothes, and then her own.
Then he didn't take the initiative either. Maybe it was because he noticed in the previous times that she always wanted to beat him, so that time it seemed like she meant to do whatever she wanted this time.
This made her very excited, and she really started to mess around with him. He never fought back, just like her rag doll, letting her do whatever she wanted.
Then……
He took the initiative that one time, and it should be considered that he was serving her, but...
No matter how competitive she was, after all, she was his mistress and could not resist what he wanted to do to her. She couldn't even imagine him doing that, but she could only watch helplessly.
She not only rejected that, but was afraid of it. But she couldn't say that, because he was just like that.
She was so ashamed that she almost wanted to die. Then she felt the hair on her legs. Men's hair was harder than women's, and it felt even harder... She couldn't help but put her hands into his hair.
She tried desperately not to scream, but a string in her head snapped, and then... her screams echoed throughout the apartment.
She knew that doing so would make her look like a shameless slut, but she really couldn't help it, she simply couldn't help it.
Afterward, it was as if her muscles and bones had been drained away, her legs limp and without any strength. When she recovered, her eyes were empty, as if she had been possessed. Thinking back, though, her mind still firmly told her not to do that, but her body wasn't under her control, like she was possessed, like a puppet being manipulated. She had done the same thing to him in the past.
She didn't understand the specific technical details, she just messed around with it.
Wang Jiazhi's foundation was very weak, but she was bold enough to do all kinds of things with him in bed.
After that, she regained her sanity and covered her head with her back to him. She wanted to die. What kind of demon had possessed her to do such a thing? He hugged her from behind, deeply comforting her.
He was the one who took the initiative to do that to her, but he didn't ask her to return the favor at all. How could she be so possessed that she did that to him?
What's even worse is that he didn't ask for it, didn't even say a word, just... and then she gave it to him a second time.
In fact, other women would do that to him, but this was the first time he did that to a woman, because he, like her, had a psychological barrier to that.
That day, he was possessed. They'd been having too much fun, and he'd done everything he could think of to her. And then that day, he thought of that one thing. This little girl was even more capable than he'd imagined... The roof was practically falling off, which of course made him even more excited.
Afterwards, she suddenly realized that he was letting her do whatever she wanted and letting her serve him however she wanted.
There is no doubt that she lost again, and lost so foolishly.
After that, they let go, overcame the psychological burden of the past, and always liked to play like that.
He was such a heretic. In that haunted house where so many people had died and where so many wronged souls had gathered, the screams of women's fear and pain echoed many times. During those days, it was still women's screams, but they were completely different.
Whenever Wang Jiazhi thinks about this, her heart still beats wildly and her face turns red.
Now the child was also woken up by her and was lying in her stomach like a cricket.
She scratched the little yellow dog's fur.
He later said, "It was like there was a curly-haired cat."
Her hair was curly, very thick and abundant. He put his big hands into her hair as if he was touching a curly-haired cat.
Wang Jiazhi thought of the perverted ancient theory of preserving Heaven's principles and suppressing human desires. Talking about that was shameless and vile, but humans needed to reproduce, so they had to do it. If it weren't for having children, there would be no need to do that.
Those who propose or respect this theory do not know how violent the game of having three wives and four concubines is.
For example, in some moralizing novels, a man is lustful and indulges in all kinds of women. Even if his wife doesn't mind, the women are willing to do it. Everyone is willing, and no one is hurt. However, the man, who indulges in such an activity without the goal of having children, will be punished by heaven and will surely have a bad end. The same is true for the women.
When Wang Jiazhi was very young, she thought this theory was ridiculous. The other person didn't do anything harmful to the world, and everyone was happy with it. Why should God punish them? If he had the time, he might as well punish a few evil people who did harm to the world.
She still thinks the same way now. In fact, some people die early or their health is damaged because of that, but in her opinion, it has nothing to do with karma, just like the consequences of overeating or overworking.
According to this theory, people must exchange the process of having children for happiness.
Wang Jiazhi pressed her belly. If you look at it this way, judging by the way the two of them were playing, if she wanted to exchange equal happiness, having one child would not be enough. She might have to give birth to a whole litter.
However, if someone never had children, they could claim it was to continue the family line, and no one would say anything. If someone was just having fun, as long as they had enough children, no one would say anything. For example, some emperors fathered dozens of children, and it would be strange if they weren't lustful. But no one would say anything, because they had enough children.
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