Do Not Reconcile 3 - 4 (h)

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3 Fucking a dildo: 

Guanguan pulled her skirt back down, and left the fitting room. He was nowhere to be seen.

She stood for a moment and something occurred to her. She went to her sales assistant,

‘Xiaoyi, how much do you know about the couple just now? Their wedding attire was not cheap. Was he really an overbearing president?’

Huo Mu had come from a poor background. When she knew him, he had had only two sets of clothing that he wore till they were whitewashed. He had barely had money, and rarely ate. She knew what his family situation was like. But today, he had spent a lot. He must have made a lot of money after returning from abroad.

Xiaoyu nodded, ‘I researched them, he’s become quite famous. The groom, Huo Mu, created his company from scratch, he manufactures electronics. I don’t know how much he’s worth, but rumour has it that he is very rich and his fiancée is also rich. Her name is Qian Jin. They say that they are suited.’

They say Qian Jin suited him?

Guanguan felt like her family was quite rich, why hadn’t she been speculatively paired with him? (Zuben: Would you like to be paired with him? Didn’t you say you’re over him?)

No longer interested in hearing anymore, she went home. She felt icky underneath. 

Guanguan owned an apartment in a high-end neighbourhood in the city centre. She used to live with her parents up until she graduated from university. After she founded the bridal shop, she came across the apartment complex. Where did she have the money to buy it herself? Her parents bought it for her saying it was for her dowry.

She felt it was nice to be a rich person.

She entered her apartment and her cat grumbled. It was called Mousse, a ginger British shorthair cat. She had been too lonely rattling around the apartment herself, so she got a cat to accompany her in her decadent life.

Overtime, Mousse had gotten quite fat from the imported cat food Guanguan fed it. You could barely see its little feet under the wide belly. A fat orange cat.

She gave it lunch, and stroked it’s head as it ate, ‘Mousse, Huo Mu, your legendary daddy has returned. He’s getting married. What do I do? I thought I had gotten over him, but it looks as though I cannot forget. His fiancée is really pretty and sweet. Hey, do you think I can be that beautiful, gentle and quiet?’ (Zuben: Author says no)

Guanguan remembered Huo Mu used to scold her angrily, “Jin Guanguan, can you shut up? You’re so noisy, are you a crow?”

The memory annoyed her so much, she took away the dish of cat food from under Mousse.

‘You’re too fat,’ she declared, ‘don’t each so much. Lose weight.’ (Zuben: How’s the cat at fault? Give him less food.)

Mousse, ‘…’ Meow? Meow?

Guanguan got take-out for dinner, and then took a luxurious bath. She lay in her bed and picked up her iPad to watch the latest episode of a soap opera to pass the time before bed. Just as the show began, there was a WeChat notification on her phone. She picked it up and opened the phone to see a friend request from someone with only an English "H" for a nickname and photo of black and white stripes with no note.

Who?

She refused the request.

There was another application and a note: Huo Mu.

Guanguan’s heart skipped a beat, her hands trembled, not knowing what to do. She took a sip of water, then accepted the friendship.

Now they were friends on WeChat, but no one spoke.

Maybe he added her so he could send her an invitation to his wedding. Besides, she was too embarrassed to start the conversation. After all, he was the one getting married, he should say something.

She went snooping in his circle of friends to see if there were all kinds of sweet messages between him and his fiancée.

There was nothing. A blank.

Weren’t they married or getting married? They should have been showing off wedding photos to their friends. But there was nothing.

Guanguan lay down in bed perplexed when there was a notification.

Huo Mu sent a message: ?

She gasped and smiled. She replied: No surprise. I will be here for the next 100 years, if you have anything to say.

Huo Mu did not reply.

She stared at her phone.

An hour passed and there was still nothing.

She began to think the worst. Maybe just as he was about to reply, his fiancée tossed aside his phone and begged to be fucked. He was having sex with his fiancée.

Guanguan sighed, and silenced her phone. If he should send her a message, she would ignore him.

But the thought of him doing his fiancée made her itchy below.

She pinched her legs together but it only fanned the flames. She turned to her bedside cabinet and took out a dildo, she had kept it there for a long time, she hadn’t had any interest in satisfying herself lately, so it hadn’t been used for a while.

But today, she rose out of bed and took out one of her AV treasures.

These past few years, she had not been with anyone but it didn’t mean she did not get any satisfaction. Her body had been opened by Huo Mu. Women who had a harmonious sex life needed to satisfy themselves when they are lonely.

When she needed to, she used her fingers or inserted her electric dildo. Although the effect was not as good as a real dick, it was better than nothing. It still felt good.

She took off her clothes and panties.

In the video, the man licked the woman to climax with his tongue. She reached down to her pussy and rubbed it slightly to get out the juices. Then she pushed in the dildo and switch it on. As the vibrations began she felt a numbness flow through her, then she began to thrust it in an out.

But it was not enough, her nipples were hard and wanted to be touched. With one hand manipulating the vibrator, the other hand played with her breasts, pulling at her nipples.

She moaned; it was so comfortable.

What did she need a man for when she could feel this good without one?

She watched the video as she was about to come when her phone vibrated; another WeChat notification.

Huo Mu, with a sentence that stopped her movements: I want to fuck you.

4 Sent a photo: 

Guanguan had been about to come, but when she saw that message she was so angry, she didn’t feel it anymore. (Zuben: Why did you stop and check?)

He was such a scumbag! He was about to get married, yet he was secretly texting his ex-girlfriend asking for sex.

How could his fiancée be so blind liking this kind of man?

But then how could she judge? She had also fallen in love with him.

She was about to reply with “roll”, but then she thought of something.

She replied: Well, why don’t we make an appointment? You want to fuck me. I want to be fucked. It isn’t as nice to satisfy myself with vibrator.

She sent the reply. She decided it wasn’t enough, so she took a picture of herself with the vibrator and sent it as well.

Huo Mu had just wanted to tease her, but he hadn’t expected her to be so bold, sending a photo of her wet pussy with a dildo inside.

He couldn’t help but blush. He replied: I’m sorry.

And sent a hotel reservation.

Huo Mu: Meet me here tomorrow evening.

Guanguan was furious after reading this, this scumbag was so shameless. He really sent her an appointment to fuck. Did he think she was still as gullible as she was five years ago?

She must have her revenge; he shouldn’t blame her for ruining his marriage.

First, she replied him: Okay.

Then she text Xiaoyu to ask for Huo Mu’s fiancée’s phone number; they would have gotten that at the shop.

She would show his fiancée what kind of scum he really was tomorrow.

And just as she was about to have an orgasm as well, she was so angry.

She hadn’t expected him to be such an arsehole.

Back then, he was so pretty.

She had taken notice of him because of his face.

Clean and pure… (Zuben: Don’t’ judge a book by its cover?)

In her youth, Guanguan’s academic performance had been flat, from kindergarten to university, compared with her older brother, who had just been excellent all his life.

For Guanguan, every test had been a doomsday countdown, but at least in primary school she didn’t do too badly. But high school, was like the battle of Waterloo, especially in sciences. So, she decided to go the liberal arts route; at least that way she could preserve a modicum of dignity.

Her aim was Literature. But her parents didn’t listen, her Sciences were not good, she had to specialise in Sciences so she would get better, not studying Literature. (Zuben: Don’t do this to your kids)

Her parents donated to building a new wing of the school and so Jin Guanguan was pushed into the aces’ class.

Of course, results were as expected, she came last. 

Mama Jin rallied hard for her daughter’s study, she spoke to the head teacher and asked him to arrange for her to be put with someone who was academically gifted, maybe then, Guanguan could learn from them. The head teacher thought it was a good idea, if she worked with someone who was good, she could also improve her academic performance.

But Jin Mama would not have envisioned, Guanguan, the silly girl, instead of making academic achievements with the first in class, she made him her first boyfriend.

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Guanguan had never been interested in learning. She knew that her life was already arranged. Even if she didn’t have good educational background, she could buy it. If she didn’t have her own money, she could inherit the family property. (Zuben: Guanguan, you have to make a little effort. What if your parents had gone broke? What would you have done then?)

Now she had to sit with the No.1 in her grade. She felt under a lot of pressure; mainly because, she imagined that if the person was the 1^st in the grade, they must be a deep nerd, who wore old fashioned glasses, and looked like a loser. Or they may have terrible pockmarks, or be fat like a pig. (Zuben: Stop insulting pigs, they’re cute!)

That’s what they look like on TV (Zuben: …I take offence to this as a hot nerd)

On the first day to her new class, she was late. When she entered the class, she looked at her new seat in disbelief. Was she in the wrong class? Was this the right seat? She was scared to death when she saw the person that was supposedly to be her new desk mate.

Was there someone to confirm that this handsome boy was going to be her new seat mate?!!!

She stood before her new seat staring at the boy. Mom! She felt like this boy had been tailor made for her! (Zuben: Sucker for a pretty face)

She decided without question, he must be the most beautiful boy she had ever seen in her life, even more so than her older brother.

Under his school uniform was a slender figure, that managed to enhance the uniform. His aura, and body shape were excellent. She looked down at his shoes; bright and clean canvas shoes – unstained.

And the face; he was looking down, reading very seriously. His face from that perspective had sharp angles. In her imagination, she built his face up into one of a romance novel hero.

She stood before the seat staring stupidly into space.

Despite the time she had spent standing there, the boy did not look up from his studying.

She quickly, but nervously took her seat and rubbed her hands together.

‘Hello, my name is Jin Guanguan. Nice to meet you. Hope we get along.’

But he kept studying without looking up at her, with only a dismissive hum.

He was so cold, like an icy wind.

Then she looked down at his notebook; Huo Mu.

His hand writing was so elegant.

Guanguan felt as though she was about to fall in love; she really wanted to write her name in his household registration book.

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Guanguan drove up to the front of the hotel. She opened the window and took a deep breath before taking out a bottle of YSL Black Opium to spray on her neck.

She put the perfume back in her bag and came out of the car, and walked into the hotel.

She went straight up to the room Huo Mu had told her. It was the presidential suite No.888. Such auspicious numbers; it was good to have money.

In the past, they used to go to cheap motels.

And now, he had booked a room that was tens of thousands a night.

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