“Swift, Unit 1, Building 1, 201”.
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Standing at the entrance of "Shanshuijian" (a place name), I didn't go in immediately. I felt a bit emotional, because for me, this was a return to a familiar place; but now, the relationships between many people had changed...
A moment later, I found the house Chen Jin had mentioned at the address he gave me... Coincidentally, the house Yang Sisi had rented was right above this one. If anyone was still living there, any noise made on the ceiling would be heard down below.
Ignoring my feelings, Chen Jin said to me with great satisfaction, "Michael, the layout of this house is really good... The two bedrooms are so far apart, if we bring our girlfriends over to stay in the future, we can basically avoid disturbing each other!"
"You're really thinking ahead."
Chen Jin smiled and said, "Don't you have a girlfriend? She's really beautiful... When are you planning to bring her over to visit our new base?"
"Come on, let's get serious... Is anyone living in that house upstairs right now?"
"How would I know!"
"You've been standing here for quite a while now... Haven't you heard any noise?... Like the sound of a door opening?"
"Why would I pay attention to this... I just find it strange, there are houses across the street, why do you keep focusing on the ones above our heads?"
I paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "I'm afraid the people living upstairs will make a ruckus and affect our sleep quality."
"Oh, right... I'll keep an eye on it another day. I think as long as they're not too young, they generally won't cause too much trouble."
"Okay, keep an eye on it."
"So when are we moving in?"
"Let's do it tomorrow... I've already packed my bags, so you should hurry up too."
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After we finished discussing these things, Chen Jin and I went downstairs. We met a woman in the hallway, the kind who was particularly beautiful. We didn't know if she was our neighbor across the hall or downstairs. Shanshuijian is indeed a high-end community in Dali, so many very high-quality women choose to live here.
When I saw Chen Jin's eyes light up, I finally understood why he insisted on spending an extra 500 yuan to stay in this place—it was all for the chance to bump into beautiful women.
To be honest, this doesn't tempt me much... because I don't think there's any woman in the world who can surpass Ye Zhi in beauty, not to mention Ye Zhi's unparalleled inner charm.
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On the way back after viewing the house, Cao Xiaobei unexpectedly sent me another message. He said that Yang Sisi was already his woman and that we, the bunch of bystanders, should stop interfering in their affairs.
It's hard to describe the feeling, but Yang Sisi still ended up having a sexual relationship with him...
I can't even believe it's real!
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I returned to Jiulongju in a daze, and the moment I opened the door, I vaguely saw Ye Zhi... She was sitting on the sofa, looking at a magazine I had left behind.
I checked again and again to make sure I wasn't mistaken...
No wonder she hadn't replied to my messages; she was planning to surprise me.
I was so overwhelmed by the surprise that I lost my mind... Once I truly accepted that it was real, I lunged at Ye Zhi and knocked her down onto the sofa...
She let out a soft moan, which only fueled my desire... I kissed her, then slipped my hand inside her clothes to unbutton them.
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It's not that I was too impatient; it's just that this kind of situation can make people lose control... Besides, I'm a man who hasn't had sex in a long time. Originally, I just wanted to kiss her to express my joy, but after she responded, I found it even harder to control myself!
But I didn't realize that deep down I was being dominated by another emotion, an emotion that felt like a coincidence... On the night Yang Sisi was taken by Cao Xiaobei, I was about to take Ye Zhi too!
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