0021 25 My dick is huge and fucking sexy.
Wei Luochen's eyes were bloodshot. She looked up at Ling Xingzhi, whose smile was obvious, but his eyes were like a cold winter, freezing her.
"You're still blaming me for this..." Wei Luochen sobbed, his voice broken, "Then tell me... what should I do... what do you want me to do to make you forgive me..."
Ling Xingzhi watched as she knelt on the ground. The princess, who was usually elegant and spoiled, sat on the ground and cried without regard for her image. His resolve to be ruthless was shattered by the affection they had built up over the past seven years.
He walked over slowly, bent down and helped her stand up. "Your makeup is ruined."
With just that one sentence, Wei Luochen reached out and hugged his neck tightly, and Ling Xingzhi picked her up in a princess carry and walked into the room.
Once they were in Wei Luochen's bedroom, she still wouldn't let go, holding him tightly. Ling Xingzhi didn't say anything, just sat on the sofa, his hand on her shoulder, letting her cry.
After a long while, Wei Luochen stopped crying and rested his head on Ling Xingzhi's shoulder. The two hadn't had such a quiet moment in a long time.
"You're a pervert, I'm a drug addict, we're the perfect pair..."
Wei Luochen touched Ling Xingzhi's shoulder, muttering, "Xingzhi, do you think we're a good match? You're a pervert, I'm a poisoner..."
Ling Xingzhi removed Wei Luochen's hand from his face and said, "Go take a shower."
"I'm all clean now, will you fuck me?"
Ling Xingzhi slowly pushed her away and sat on the other side of the sofa. There was a pack of women's cigarettes on the coffee table. He took one out, put it in his mouth, and lit it. Wei Luochen stared at him for a moment. After a few seconds, she nodded, took off her high heels, and stood on the floor. "Okay, if you let me take a shower, I'll go."
Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom, and bright light peeked out from under the door. There was only faint light in front of you and darkness behind you.
He exhaled a puff of smoke, the woman's cigarette not as strong as the man's. The first puff had cleared his head considerably. Now, the cigarette butt, held between his fingers, lingered like his thoughts.
In the second year of their marriage, their relationship was still quite good. At that time, Ling Xingzhi had not yet had anything happen between him and Kong Lingqi. It was a political marriage that he had chosen himself. His wife was as beautiful as a peony, elegant and noble, and she was a perfect match for his status and position.
Since that's the case, he really wants to live a good life and doesn't want to spend too much time on his private life.
What Ling Xingzhi never expected was that Wei Luochen would be a regular at sex parties.
According to Wei Luochen's own explanation, the party was originally just a normal event of eating, drinking, having fun, and gossiping. She didn't know who brought drugs, and there was all sorts of equipment. Since she was abroad, she naturally couldn't resist and took a few puffs. Drugs are inevitably associated with sex and promiscuity.
Group sex was commonplace for Wei Luochen, who never participated again after her marriage. Later, she went to Paris for Fashion Week and met with many models and celebrities. Again, she lost control and had sex. She hadn't quit drugs to begin with, and once she started, it was uncontrollable.
Wei Luochen herself didn't know that she was already pregnant at that time. After using drugs and engaging in promiscuous sex, she was afraid of getting a disease and went to the hospital for a checkup. The test didn't find any sexually transmitted diseases, but instead, it revealed that she was pregnant. She was terrified for a long time and only felt relieved after asking Ling Xingzhi's private doctor to confirm that it was okay that she had used drugs that one time.
But she was still afraid of miscarriage, so she didn't tell Ling Xingzhi. Pregnancy symptoms couldn't be hidden forever. Ling Xingzhi was happy to know she was pregnant; everything was going well.
A month before the baby was born, Ling Xingzhi received a USB drive containing videos of Wei Luochen engaging in promiscuous sex and drug use that day. Fearing it would upset Wei Luochen, Ling Xingzhi decided to wait until after the baby was born to discuss the matter further—whether to divorce or continue the relationship—before the baby was born.
He was a father for only two days after the baby was born.
The child is not only mentally challenged but also has a congenital disability. He has been living in a sterile room for two days.
When did you start using drugs?
On the day her child died, Wei Luochen didn't cry. She just lay on the hospital bed, her face pale. Her nipples were swollen, but the baby was gone. Hearing Ling Xingzhi's question, she snapped back to reality. "What do you mean?" Wei Luochen panicked. She was afraid Ling Xingzhi would divorce her because of the child, and even more afraid he would find out she was a drug addict.
"The child's death was a genetic issue, what does it have to do with me? Don't accuse me of drug use. You've been abroad for so long, I'd think you were a drug user too!"
Wei Luochen stubbornly tried to save face and argue, but Ling Xingzhi just smiled and showed her the video. In it, Wei Luochen was lewd and despicable, being trampled under a man's feet and fucked, emitting moans like a bitch.
She begged Ling Xingzhi to forgive her, and only after he opened her up was her sorrowful emotions flowing freely into her eyes.
Ling Xingzhi paused the video and asked her, "How many times did you take it after you got pregnant?"
"Just that one time... just once..."
Ling Xingzhi shook his head and put down the remote control. "I received this video a long time ago. I thought maybe the child you're carrying isn't mine..." He looked at Wei Luochen and smiled self-deprecatingly. "It doesn't matter. I'll raise her and make her call me Dad. I don't care whose child she is."
Her smile faded. "But you were carrying my child, yet you went around having sex, doing drugs, gambling, and indirectly killing her... What am I supposed to do?"
Ling Xingzhi looked at Wei Luochen and said, word by word, "If I had known you were a drug addict, I definitely wouldn't have married you."
After saying those words, Ling Xingzhi left, held the child's funeral, and sat in front of the tombstone for a long time, lost in thought. On one hand, he felt disgusted by Wei Luochen, and on the other hand, he wondered what he had done wrong to deserve such retribution.
After returning home, Ling Xingzhi did not file for divorce. Life went on uneventfully, and Wei Luochen assured him that he would quit drugs and that they would have children again.
Ling Xingzhi thought he had let go of the matter of the child, but the words he said in a fit of anger today still caused him a dull ache.
Some injuries aren't healed; they've become incurable.
When the cigarette butt burned out, Ling Xingzhi stood up, stubbed it out, left Wei Luochen's bedroom, went to his study, locked the door, and spent the night without sleep.
The next morning, the two acted as if nothing had happened, sitting together eating breakfast, watching the news, and casually commenting on the events. The nanny was already used to their behavior; they would act like they were dying at night, but during the day they would put on a mask and play the role of a loving couple.
A week later, Wei Luochen was still gentle and mild-mannered, but she became extremely irritable in the office. The intern gave her a cup of coffee that was a little hot, so she poured it on the intern's head and mocked her with a sarcastic smile, "You're not good-looking, and you're not smart either. What are you thinking about every day? If you want men, go pick up male models and have them fuck you until you can't close your legs."
During the magazine cover shoot, the French Bulldog was uncooperative. Wei Luochen, wearing high heels, kicked it. The dog whimpered twice, and tears streamed down its face. When the photo came out, the tears in the dog's eyes had an almost art-house quality. Wei Luochen tossed the photo aside and lit a cigarette.
"Editor-in-chief, please stop smoking. The clothes here are very expensive, you can't..."
An assistant came over and said something, but Wei Luochen waved her hand, telling her to mind her own business. Some fabrics, like diamond fabric or scented fabrics, require very careful preservation; they can't be exposed to smoke. Wei Luochen didn't care about that; she was preoccupied with her own troubles lately.
The phone rang twice; it was his mother calling. Wei Luochen answered the phone with one hand and smoked a cigarette with the other.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
After listening to her mother's words with a frown, she roughly understood that her father had something to ask of her.
"Okay, I understand..." She took another drag of her cigarette.
The mother was very dissatisfied, "Didn't we say we were planning to have a child? Why are you still smoking?"
Wei Luochen was furious when she mentioned her child. She hung up the phone and started smoking one cigarette after another.
"Secretary Ling, wouldn't you like one?"
Ling Xingzhi smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, but no need, I'm not a heavy smoker."
Cheng Haodong bit down on a cigarette, lit it with the lighter. This young colonel was handsome and had grown up in the same compound as Ling Xingzhi; they were on good terms. One went into politics, the other into the military, and both now held prominent positions.
"The situation at the Suzhou Military Region is still quite complex. General Xue has gone there with his handpicked son-in-law, and it will probably be a while before he returns."
Ling Xingzhi took a sip of tea, the tea leaves dancing in the cup. He looked at the chessboard in front of him and asked, "Have you found out who's behind this?"
Cheng Haodong raised his hand and placed a chess piece down. "There should be some progress. We'll know the specifics when they return. Information is being blocked... As long as the parade goes smoothly, that's all that matters. The possibility of spies is too small. I think someone is eyeing that position."
Ling Xingzhi nodded. "The Suzhou Military Region serves as a warning. If the enemy is in the shadows, they will be difficult to deal with."
Cheng Haodong paused for a moment, "The enemy?"
Ling Xingzhi stared at him, and after a long while, Cheng Haodong finally understood, "Right...it's the enemy. Look at my brain...I guess I slept with too many women last night, and my brain's gone too..."
Before the two could continue their conversation, the sound of high heels came from the doorway again. Cheng Haodong quickly stubbed out his cigarette. "I can tell it's my sister-in-law," he said, brushing the ash off his clothes and standing up to open the window.
Ling Xingzhi didn't take it seriously. A few seconds later, the door was pushed open, and Wei Luochen took off his sunglasses. He saw Cheng Haodong and nodded with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, you're here? The Party Secretary was just talking to me about you..."
Cheng Haodong smiled and said, but Wei Luochen, knowing how to keep quiet, didn't continue, "You guys have things to talk about, don't worry about me."
“That’s all…” Cheng Haodong looked at the leisurely Ling Xingzhi, “Secretary Ling, I have things to do in the army, I’ll be leaving now.”
The man ran off in a flash. Ling Xingzhi sat behind his desk. Wei Luochen squinted at the man in front of him who always had a smile on his face. His Adam's apple was sexy, his fingers were sexy, his chest was sexy, and his big dick was even sexier.
She'll never be able to escape this in her lifetime; she'll be entangled with it even in death, tormenting it for the rest of her life.
"Mom and Dad told me that they're going home with you today."
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