Chapter 391
Wang Jiazhi has always felt that men's bodies are ugly and women's bodies are very beautiful.
Her appreciation for men has always been based on the amount of hair exposed and the demeanor of the clothes they wear. She simply cannot understand those lustful women in novels and movies who go crazy at the sight of a man's body.
She was completely heterosexual, but she couldn't appreciate men's bodies. Women's bodies were white, soft, and beautiful, with graceful curves. Men, on the other hand, were like a flattened can. A fat person was a rectangular can, and a thin person was an inverted rectangle, stretched out.
She was particularly disgusted by shirtless men on the street. She also felt disgusted by the sight of boys from school playing soccer passing by in their large shorts, revealing their long, thick legs covered in sweat. The smell of sweat on their bodies was unbearable. She thought, "What's the difference between them and wild animals?"
Even when filming, they deliberately light men so that they can't see them clearly, but when filming women, it's different. They have to shoot them clearly, as if they're afraid the audience won't see clearly. They all know what people want to see.
She was already very repulsive to men's bodies, even feeling a little disgusted. But when she was asked to do something so disgusting, she didn't even look at it, and even closed her eyes. Later, she felt even more disgusted with men's bodies.
Being with Lao Yi was quite unexpected. He was much thinner than he was three years ago, and his figure was incredibly lean. She surprisingly thought he looked good without his clothes. What she couldn't understand was that she first noticed he was wearing full-length woolen trousers. She absolutely loved them.
She would either nestle in his arms, or rest her head on his hairy legs, caressing his furry trousers. Hugging him against his damp skin, smelling his sweat, mingled with the faint scent of tobacco and Chinese medicine, she felt so peaceful and intoxicated, it was a perfect sleep aid. And, she absolutely loved his trousers.
At one point she thought it was a bad taste that she had never known before.
The reason she initially found some things disgusting and would never do them was because she found men's bodies disgusting. But when she was infatuated with him, she forgot everything and was willing to do anything. Afterward, when she regained her composure and the desire subsided, she didn't feel anything. When she was sober, she was fine.
She had seen a movie where a woman would constantly kiss her lover, like rubbing her lips against him. She found it disgusting. She had always believed that besides kissing, kissing should be repeated. There was no such thing as that. But the first time she kissed him, it was just like that. She hadn't thought about it at all; the emotion just came to her, and it just happened, like a kitten licking someone.
When she watched the movie again later, she thought it was normal and there was nothing wrong with it.
Wang Jiazhi wondered how Lai Xiujin, a girl, knew all those things and those obscene words. Back in Hong Kong, she'd figured she'd already experienced sex with him, so she should know everything. But she still didn't understand much of what Lai Xiujin was saying. It seemed obscenity had nothing to do with being a girl.
In "Jin Ping Mei", Li Ping'er was also very good at sleeping with men, but the maids and concubines bullied her and made dirty jokes to her. She was still too stupid to understand what they were saying, which made everyone laugh at her even more.
I don't know what kind of people Lai Xiujin's parents are, to raise a daughter like that, young and still a girl. Not only is she bad, she's also so vulgar.
Not only did she understand his body, but through him, she understood her own body.
Like many girls, she paid little attention to her body's development during her teenage years. Even when her body underwent dramatic changes due to growth, she paid little attention. Wang Jiazhi hadn't paid attention before, but because of that incident, she felt unclean and avoided paying attention to her body even more.
While she was cramming theoretical knowledge, she also learned that rubbing, sucking, etc. would not affect the changes there.
But since being with him, she'd also begun to feel it. It could also be that she was still in her developmental years, but the starvation and cold meant she wasn't getting enough nutrition, preventing her from continuing to grow. If she'd eaten well during that time, she'd grown quickly... She thought, that didn't seem very realistic.
He would either bury his head in her arms like that, or hug her from behind, stretching his paws through each of her arms and kneading them.
When we were in Hong Kong, her body had returned to its youthful state, but when I held her hand, it was no longer the same as it was then. I felt a sense of melancholy.
At the time, she thought she'd treat him differently, liking only his body. Perhaps it was like the ancient saying, "Husband and wife are one, sharing the same bed." The two couples could be extended to mean bed partners, perhaps even more so. She liked him, but this liking wasn't the same as what she'd become later. She liked him, and being with him wasn't a loss, so of course she liked his body as well. Could she still hope for the kind of romantic bedtime she'd once imagined? Even with this, she was already content.
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