The Quagmire of Desire: From Gambling Addict and Village Flower to Movie Queen

The doorbell rang three times.

Xiao Hui took a deep breath, walked to the door, paused for a moment while holding the doorknob, and then opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Zhao Wenhan.

Zhao Wenhan was of medium height, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a faded T-shirt, and carrying a bag of oranges.

He saw Xiao Hui and grinned, "Brother Hui, what did you call me here for?"

Xiao Hui didn't say anything, but stepped aside to let him in, and then closed the door to Liu Yue's room.

As soon as Zhao Wenhan entered the living room, he looked around and placed the oranges on the coffee table. "By the way, Brother Hui, where are your two beautiful cousins? Why aren't they home today? I haven't seen them in ages."

Xiao Hui leaned back on the sofa and didn't reply.

Zhao Wenhan chuckled twice: "You didn't call me here to introduce me to someone, did you? Which cousin? The tall one or the curvy one? I think the curvy one is quite..."

"Yes," Xiaohui interrupted him, "but she's not my cousin."

Zhao Wenhan was stunned: "Who is that?"

Xiao Hui looked at him, his face expressionless: "Liu Yue."

Zhao Wenhan's smile froze instantly.

He took a step back and quickly waved his hands, "Brother Hui, don't joke like that! I... I used to like her, but that's all in the past! She's your girlfriend now, don't test me, I, Zhao Wenhan, am not that kind of person!"

Xiao Hui laughed: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Zhao Wenhan swallowed hard, his eyes widening. "Brother Hui, who's the one who's sick, you or your wife? Is this something to joke about?"

Xiao Hui stood up, walked over to Zhao Wenhan, and patted him on the shoulder: "Liu Yue feels more at ease this way, and has told me several times that she wants to give it a try. She said I should find someone trustworthy to keep her company, preferably a brother I know well, so I can feel at ease. She said that this would make our relationship even better."

Zhao Wenhan's mouth was so open it could fit a fist.

"She pesters me every day, saying she wants me to see how she acts in front of other people," Xiaohui said. "She makes me listen outside the door, saying that hearing my voice makes her feel at ease, and ideally, she'll call my name when you're talking."

"Brother Hui..." Zhao Wenhan's voice trembled, "You...you guys are serious?"

"Go inside quickly," Xiao Hui gave him a push. "She's waiting for you inside. I'll keep watch outside for you."

Zhao Wenhan stood there, his legs feeling like they were made of lead, unable to move an inch.

Seeing that he didn't move, Xiao Hui pushed him again, towards Liu Yue's door: "I'm telling the truth, please do me a favor today."

Zhao Wenhan staggered a couple of steps, then looked back at Xiao Hui, whose eyes were incredibly serious.

He took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the door.

Inside the room, Liu Yue had already taken off her clothes and was lying on the bed.

She held her phone in her hand, and the WeChat interface displayed Liu Sheng's message history.

Liu Sheng sent her several messages, some comforting, some teaching her how to make love and please her boyfriend, and a few short videos demonstrating different positions.

The last message reads: "I've prepared a surprise for you; you'll find out soon enough."

Liu Yue watched the video, which showed various positions for men and women. It made her blush and her heart race, but she didn't understand what Liu Sheng meant by "surprise" and didn't ask any more questions.

The phone screen went dark, and she heard voices outside the door—Xiao Hui and Zhao Wenhan's voices.

Liu Yue's heart sank.

Was it true that he said he would sleep with whoever he wanted me to before?

Does this mean he'll never sleep with me again?

Did they really treat me like a female dog and give me away so easily?

Tears streamed down her cheeks; she wiped them away, but they kept flowing.

Oh well, let fate decide.

The sound of the doorknob turning came from inside.

Zhao Wenhan pushed open the door, stood in the doorway, and stammered, "Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law, Brother Hui asked me to come here because..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes were glued to the bed.

Under the light, Liu Yue lay naked, her white skin and two mounds of flesh on her chest particularly eye-catching.

She didn't move, just lay there, tears still streaming down her face.

Zhao Wenhan swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

The sound of a lighter came from the living room, and Xiao Hui lit a cigarette.

Then, Xiao Hui closed the door behind him.

boom.

The door closed, leaving only Liu Yue and Zhao Wenhan in the room.

Eyes facing each other.

Liu Yue stared at Zhao Wenhan's face, watching his usually honest and unassuming face turn bright red, and suddenly made a firm decision.

Never mind, as long as I listen to him, he'll definitely still love me.

She sat up abruptly, grabbed Zhao Wenhan's hand, and pulled him to the bedside.

Zhao Wenhan was still in a daze when Liu Yue pulled him over.

"Sister Yue...! This..."

"Don't speak," Liu Yue said in a hoarse voice.

Zhao Wenhan, an inexperienced young man, was no match for such a show of force.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he frantically tried to help Liu Yue take off her pants, but his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't unbutton them for a long time.

Liu Yue was amused by his silly appearance, but quickly stopped laughing.

She reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, her movements as swift as opening an envelope.

Zhao Wenhan gasped sharply, his back stiffening as if he had been burned. He stood there frozen, not daring to move even his fingertips.

Whether out of revenge or by design, Liu Yue unleashed all the skills he had learned from Liu Sheng.

Shoulder pinching, back pounding, kneading, and massage were used in turn, one move after another, leaving Zhao Wenhan dazzled and confused.

This was the first time Zhao Wenhan had ever seen such a scene, and he was unsure where to put his hands.

He didn't hold out for long before his tone softened and he begged for mercy in a low voice, but Liu Yue didn't let go and continued to manipulate him. In no time, she had him completely obedient again.

After going back and forth like this, Zhao Wenhan was treated by her several times, until in the end he barely had the strength to breathe.

In the living room, Xiao Hui sat on the sofa smoking.

He smoked one cigarette after another, and soon the ashtray was piled with four or five cigarette butts.

Hearing the noise coming from the room, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He took out his phone and called Sun Xiaoyan.

"Xiaoyan, are you and Meiling going home today?"

Sun Xiaoyan's voice came from the other end of the phone: "We're not going back. We're sleeping at the card shop tonight. Remember to tell your sister Meiling to go to driving school tomorrow."

"Okay," Xiao Hui replied and hung up the phone.

It lasted for about two hours.

The door to the room opened.

Zhao Wenhan walked out, his face flushed, his shirt buttons were fastened incorrectly, and his pants were wrinkled.

He looked completely drained, and he was even walking unsteadily.

In the room, Liu Yue lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, tears streaming silently down her face.

Zhao Wenhan walked to the door, then turned back to look at Liu Yue, his voice soft: "Sister-in-law, I will take responsibility for you. If... if Brother Hui doesn't want you anymore, I will want you."

Liu Yue was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter.

She was laughing for a while, then she started crying, sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhao Wenhan was startled by her reaction and turned to run outside. He ran to the living room and saw Xiao Hui waiting for him.

"Brother Hui... thank you for making my dream come true." Zhao Wenhan lowered his head and said softly, "From now on, my life belongs to you and your sister-in-law, and I'll be there for you whenever you call."

Xiao Hui patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, go back now."

Zhao Wenhan nodded, opened the door, and rushed out.

He jogged downstairs and out of the residential area before daring to catch his breath.

This is too unreal.

Has Hui-ge gone mad? Or has his wife gone mad? Or have they both gone mad?

Zhao Wenhan rubbed his face vigorously, his mind filled with the scene from just now.

As he walked, he suddenly stopped, a terrible thought flashing through his mind.

Could it be that Hui-ge is impotent? What will happen if we want to have children in the future? Could it be...?

Do you need my help?

He shuddered, dared not think any further, and quickly quickened his pace and ran.

Behind him, the light in that window of the apartment complex was still on.

In the room, Liu Yue lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, tears streaming down her cheeks and into her ears, making them itch.

But she didn't wipe it.

He just lay there, completely still.