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After doing the unethical thing, Tong Siqing lay in bed unable to sleep for a long time. As the mother of an eight-year-old child, she really couldn't accept what she had just experienced. Her emotions were like a scourge, overwhelming her spiritual defenses. In fact, she
Then I thought about it, maybe I had secretly promised to Fang Zhicheng, so everything happened so naturally.
Unconsciously recalling the wonderful experience just now, she immediately subconsciously clamped her legs together, feeling herself starting to get wet again. She tossed and turned on the bed, and finally got up and walked to the balcony.
The moonlight fell from the sky, adding a touch of delicacy to her slightly dull makeup. She gently smoothed a few wrinkles on her loose and soft nightgown, her eyes slowly returned from the sky, and her shiny black hair followed the late summer
The early autumn wind blew, covering her neck and the large area of snow-white skin below her, making her look like a fairy descending from the fairy world. Anyone who saw her would not be angry or blasphemous, but would want to protect this tragic woman.
"Buzzing..."
The mobile phone placed on the bedside table vibrated several times, bringing Tong Siqing's thoughts back to reality. Tong Siqing strolled over, turned on the screen saver of her mobile phone, and found that Fang Zhicheng had sent many words, divided into several text messages.
"Don't use the guise of pain to explain everything that happened between us. In the final analysis, what happened to the two of us originated from the desire for each other deep in our hearts. Sister Siqing, from the first time we met
Since then, maybe I have fallen in love with you. Yes, it’s the kind of love a man has for a woman, a man’s lust for a woman. After that, every time I get along with you, maybe it’s towards what happened tonight.
, subconsciously planning, when you pounced on me, I felt uneasy and happy at the same time, because this is not what I really want deep down in my heart. And from your voice, I felt the freedom and unrestrainedness in your bones.
, you can feel the resonance of your soul from every tension in your body."
"So please don't use pain as an excuse, because tonight is so beautiful."
"Zhicheng, I hate you!" Tong Siqing replied with a text message.
"Why?" Fang Zhicheng quickly replied with a text message.
"Because you let me betray my marriage, and you still feel at ease." After Tong Siqing finished her sentence, she sighed and closed her eyes.
"It's not your fault, because I'm afraid it would be the same for anyone else. And no one will know, this is our secret." Fang Zhicheng comforted.
"Whether anyone knows it or not, my heart is full of guilt, and I am even afraid of meeting you tomorrow. It is not that I feel sorry for Lao Li, but that I feel ashamed of my children and my parents." Tong Siqing wiped the corners of her eyes with tears.
"Sister Siqing, please don't do this, it will make me worry about you." Fang Zhicheng sighed helplessly.
"It has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault." Tong Siqing pulled the quilt and wrapped it tightly in it, as if this could alleviate the guilt in her heart.
"Does it have nothing to do with me? If anything happens in the future, I will help you bear it." Fang Zhicheng replied decisively.
"Go to sleep, good night." Tong Siqing read the text message several times, then silently deleted all the records. Finally, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She didn't know whether it was joy or sadness, and she quickly fell asleep.
A married woman's heart is very strong. She cannot give up her family and children, so she can only hide what happened tonight quietly.
Fang Zhicheng was sitting in the Jetta, feeling unable to calm down for a long time. For the first time, he realized that he had changed a lot. Compared with the cautious attitude when he first entered the workplace a year ago, he was now much more confident and bold.
He actually had sex with Tong Siqing at her home, which not only made Fang Zhicheng feel incredible, but also found it extremely exciting.
"No wonder many married men and women like extramarital affairs. It turns out that the taste is so wonderful." Fang Zhicheng recalled Tong Siqing's alluring charm in bed, sighed helplessly and exhaled a large amount of smoke.
He originally thought that he was a strong-willed person, but he didn't expect that he would inevitably fall when he encountered that kind of situation.
The style of officials was the focus of the organization meeting. Fang Zhicheng flicked away the burnt cigarette and thought to himself that he would still have to be more careful in the future and never lose to a woman's belly.
Just as he was about to push the door open and walk home, Fang Zhicheng suddenly noticed a little itching on his arm. He rolled up his sleeve and saw a deep red blood mark on it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
After thinking about it, he stayed in the car and dialed Qin Yuming's phone number.
"Zhicheng, why haven't you come back so late?" Qin Yuming's voice was full of worry and resentment.
Fang Zhicheng felt uneasy and said humbly: "Sister, there is something urgent today. I won't come back to sleep tonight. You should go to bed early."
Qin Yuming hummed and said softly: "Pay attention to your health and don't work too hard." Then he briefly said a few thoughtful words to Fang Zhicheng and hung up the phone.
Watching the dim light floating out from the living room on the third floor turn off, Fang Zhicheng smiled wryly to himself, started the car, and headed for the villa that Zhao Qingya left for him.
People will always become a different person unknowingly due to changes in living environment.
Fang Zhicheng is no longer a student who has stepped out of college society, but has become a seasoned politician who is good at planning. In the treacherous world where power and sex are intertwined, he does not know whether he can always stick to his true heart.
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One day in late September, Fang Zhicheng met Colonel Xie just after getting off work. Colonel Xie Chapter 162: Peaceful Betrayal
He said softly: "Xiao Fang, I came to pick you up on the order of the young lady."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and shook hands with Colonel Xie, "Sister Vanilla called me to inform me. Let's leave quickly. I'm afraid we'll keep the old man waiting for a long time."
Fang Zhicheng did not expect that the old man of the Ning family would actually ask to see him by name. Even though he looked extremely calm on his face, his heart was still in turmoil. After all, he was a famous figure in the history of the Republic and one of the mainstays of China today.
The performance of the military jeep was excellent. We got on the expressway from Yinzhou and then turned into the city. After driving for more than an hour, we finally turned into a simple and deep courtyard. It was built in the style of the previous dynasty, with green bricks and green tiles.
The corridor is picturesque. There is a tall osmanthus tree in the center of the courtyard, exuding a sweet fragrance. There is a grape trellis not far away, covered with emerald-like agate-like grapes.
Ning Xiangxiang is sitting on a stone bench on the east side of the grape trellis, holding a book. She has a high bun, a high-slit cheongsam with silver fabric and gold patterns, and a slender figure wearing flesh-colored stockings.
Because I was so focused on reading, I didn't notice that there was another person in the hospital.
Fang Zhicheng coughed, and Ning Xiangxiang looked away from the book, nodded quietly, and whispered: "Are you here?"
Fang Zhicheng said "hmm". Recently, he has been meeting Ning Xiangxiang almost every month. The two have become somewhat familiar, and their greetings are no longer as awkward as when strangers meet.
Fang Zhicheng knew a little about Ning Xiangxiang's character. He knew that she was a woman who had not yet recovered from the tragedy of her husband's death, and her personality was inevitably a bit withdrawn. After all, the pain of losing a husband has a great impact on a woman.
Ning Xianghua walked in front and led the way. Seeing Fang Zhicheng's eyes focused on the grapes on the grape trellis, she smiled sadly, "I planted these with him back then. There were no fruits before. I didn't expect that he was gone."
, but it has been fruitful."
Fang Zhicheng sighed secretly when he heard this, and sighed softly: "Sister Vanilla, actually if you look at it from another angle, what would you think if there are no fruits this year?"
Ning Xiangxiang was slightly startled, knowing what Fang Zhicheng meant, and smiled bitterly: "You are right, I am too paranoid and rely on him for everything. In fact, if this vine will not bear fruit, it will be the same as him.
There is no connection to the deceased!”
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said softly: "The main thing is that you still miss him in your heart. When you see things and miss people, everything will be associated with him."
Ning Xianghua waved her hand and said bitterly: "I also know that I am in a bad state, but I don't know how to get out."
Fang Zhicheng stood on tiptoes, reached out and picked a small branch of grape bunches, took the largest one from the top, then tore off the skin and handed it to Ning Xiangxiang. He took one in his mouth at will and said with a faint smile: "Time will dilute everything.
, try it, it should taste good."
Ning Xianghua hesitated and put it in her mouth. She found that although it was a bit sour, it was sweet, and she softly recalled Chapter 162: The Betrayal with Peace of Mind.
Said: "I kept looking at it and thought it was pleasing to the eye. I didn't expect it to be so delicious because of its sweet taste."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said no more. He secretly thought that Ning Xianghua was really a woman of Hui Xinlan. She saw his intentions through just one action. If he was as smart as her, he should be able to get out of the current situation soon.
shadow.
After walking for about two or three minutes, we walked into a spacious hall. The furnishings were not luxurious, but full of simplicity. The furniture was all made of mahogany wood with age engraved on it and glowing with colorful colors.
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The old man wearing white training clothes is standing in the middle hall, holding a jade pole with a wolf hair in his hand. His face is calm and his breath is strong. He gently shakes his wrist, sprays fragrant ink, and a few elegant and majestic handwritings are completed.
Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but feel his blood boiling when he saw the old man who could often be mentioned in history books. Mr. Ning was much kinder than he thought, because in his impression, Mr. Ning should be an old man with a resolute personality who would rather break than bend.
.But in reality, his beard and hair are all white, and he wears loose training clothes. He is like an immortal, with an air of elegance and mundaneness.
It can be seen from his current state that although he still has an unpredictable influence on China's military and political affairs, Mr. Ning has almost no interest in worldly affairs. He has such a carefree attitude without the interference of worldly affairs.
Mr. Ning glanced at Fang Zhicheng and stretched out his hand to wave. Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, with a bitter smile on his lips. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ning wanted to write a word himself.
Everyone's words are like the person they are, but Mr. Ning is afraid that he wants to understand himself through words.