Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Whether It’s Trash or Not, It’s Hard to Say
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is turned off..."
The recorded message indicating a powered-off phone echoed from the other end of the line.
Qin Yanyang slowly set the phone down, her exquisite eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Why was it turned off?
Could the phone be dead?
A hint of confusion lingered in her mind, but she didn’t dwell on it and resumed watching the movie.
Half an hour later, she stood up and stepped out onto the balcony, gazing at the road outside the villa, waiting for Yang Fei to return.
After standing for over ten minutes, Yang Fei still hadn’t come back.
She returned to the living room, picked up her phone, and dialed the number once again.
Still, it was turned off.
"Where did he go?" Qin Yanyang murmured softly as she gazed into the night.
She found herself waiting like a true wife, longing for her beloved’s return.
After a while, she went back to her room, took a bath, and retired for the night.
She wasn’t so worried about Yang Fei’s safety, knowing full well his capabilities.
As for why this man hadn’t come home today and even turned off his phone, she figured something must have held him up, and his phone’s battery had probably died.
But no matter what, she felt a slight twinge of emotion.
Couldn’t he have mentioned it in advance if he had something important, not knowing that someone at home was waiting, worrying about him?
So she locked her bedroom door, deciding to sleep alone, leaving the man outside as a form of punishment.
On the spacious hotel bed, Yang Fei was laboring intensely, like a general frantically waging battle.
He’d been ambushed by Tong Yan and knocked unconscious by the backlash of powerful True Qi, but with his constitution and Cultivation, he didn’t take long to regain consciousness.
But by the time he woke up, it had already begun.
Facing Tong Yunshu’s infinitely shy yet ashamed appearance, his heart raced with tumultuous thoughts and profound emotions.
When Tong Yunshu courageously whispered, "I don’t need a status, and I don’t need you to take responsibility," Yang Fei couldn’t bring himself to be upset.
What could a man say when a woman offered her affection so passionately, even initiating intimacy for him to enjoy?
What mattered most was that the Unification was a success; any further pretense would have been sickening.
As a man of normal preferences who had just lost his virginity, feeling that enveloping warmth and comfort, both body and mind, Yang Fei couldn’t resist.
Thus, he took the initiative to turn over and reciprocate.
During his first time, the first half had been a blurry haze; he owed it to himself to stay at least somewhat clear-headed for the second half and savor the experience.
He wanted to be forceful, to ride and charge like a battling warhorse, to campaign indefatigably.
However, just two minutes later, he was embarrassingly flushed with red.
It was over!
He was still green, inexperienced.
Sticking to one position with crazed enthusiasm, not knowing how to control the rhythm, it was no wonder he finished so quickly.
"I heard that it’s like this for men the first time; it gets better after a few times. You did great," whispered Tong Yunshu’s tender, bashful voice in his ear, her warm breath on his face, making Yang Fei feel ready to go again.
As a young man newly deflowered and a powerful Martial Cultivator with supreme constitution, his recovery was astonishing.
So, after only a brief pause, without even a halftime break, he began again.
The second time, he lasted over eight minutes.
Twenty minutes later came the third time.
It lasted longer and longer.
Young, without moderation or fatigue, he tirelessly exerted himself.
With his stamina, a woman experiencing this for the first time could easily be worn out, but thankfully Tong Yunshu wasn’t just any woman. She had had her Martial Meridian opened by Tong Yan and was fortified by the Great Yellow Court True Essence within her, greatly enhancing her physical strength and constitution.
But even so, after tossing and turning for several hours, she was mentally and physically exhausted, obviously unable to withstand any more.
Yang Fei, though he had developed a taste for it, also noticed Tong Yunshu’s fatigue and frailty, and after continuing for five times, had quenched the recent fiery agitation in his heart, and lay down embracing her.
Perhaps due to extreme exhaustion, the two fell asleep in each other’s arms not long after lying down.
The next morning, Yang Fei recovered very quickly, opening his eyes full of vigor.
Seeing the beautiful woman lying beside him, and thinking about the craziness of the previous evening, he realized it was not a dream.
Everything was real.
The woman he had fantasized about countless times in his mind recently had really slept with him.
For a moment, his heart was filled with a mix of feelings.
After all, he had done something unfair to his wife.
Although it had been Tong Yunshu who took the initiative last night, and he had woken up to a fait accompli, when he woke up, he did not push her away but instead became the initiator. This was a betrayal of his wife in action.
Even from the depths of his heart, he felt that occasionally being consumed with thoughts of Tong Yunshu’s body was also a betrayal of Qin Yanyang.
Thus, at this moment, thinking of Qin Yanyang, he felt an immense guilt, feeling that he had wronged her and betrayed their love.
Yang Fei wasn’t being melodramatic; this was the first time he had faced such a complex situation, feeling genuinely remorseful and somewhat at a loss.
He wanted to smoke but was worried about disturbing Tong Yunshu’s rest, so he refrained from doing so, yet his mind was preoccupied with what to do about the situation.
Toward Qin Yanyang, he believed he had developed real feelings, wanting to date her seriously, marry her, have children, and spend a lifetime together.
But now he had betrayed Qin Yanyang, and he had hurt her deeply.
If she knew, she would surely despise and loathe him, no?
The bit of affection that had just arisen might well vanish entirely.
Eventually, she would leave him, and he would lose her forever.
Thinking of this, Yang Fei’s heart ached.
He had fallen in love with Qin Yanyang, and coupled with a man’s strong desire for possession, he did not want to lose such an excellent wife.
"What are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, Tong Yunshu’s voice rang in his ear.
Startled, Yang Fei turned his head and saw that Tong Yunshu had already woken up, her complexion rosy, and her charming eyes watching him.
She shifted her body, resting her head on Yang Fei’s firm chest, and said softly, "Are you thinking about what to do next, whether to divorce your current wife or be with me?"
Yang Fei took a deep breath, unsure of how to begin.
Tong Yunshu stretched out a finger and playfully traced over Yang Fei’s toned abs, saying tenderly, "What I said last night was true. I won’t hold you responsible, and I won’t cling to you. Besides, it was me who initiated it last night; you didn’t do anything wrong, so there’s no need for any feelings of guilt. If I don’t tell and you don’t tell, your wife will never know. Don’t worry."
Yang Fei felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
But then, he felt ashamed for having such a sensation and wished he could slap himself in the face.
So shameless!
So unmanly!
Is this what they call a scumbag?
Yang Fei always considered himself to be devoted and responsible when it came to relationships, thinking he was not the scum that many young men in today’s society are.
But now, after this incident, and after hearing Tong Yunshu’s words, his innermost reaction was a sense of relief, a feeling of liberation, and he felt ashamed and disgraced.
He had wronged Tong Yunshu too much.
"To have such a wonderful memory with you, I am already fully satisfied. If there’s a chance in the future, and if you think of me, you can always come find me. In this lifetime, I, Tong Yunshu, belong to only you," Tong Yunshu whispered, then suddenly sat up to get dressed.
When she got out of bed, she obviously felt some discomfort and winced, but a blush spread across her face.
The guy was like a tireless child, never satisfied, and if it hadn’t been for her inability to continue, he could have gone on all night.
"I’m going to see how Third Grandpa is," Tong Yunshu said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Fei’s expression changed, and he suddenly remembered Tong Yan, quickly jumping out of bed to get dressed.