Chapter 3

Bright red wine, a gleaming stemmed glass...

Compared with two years ago, Zhang Qian's life had changed beyond recognition. And she was far from the only one who had changed. Chu Fei had changed too, only he had become down-and-out and miserable, while Zhang Qian was living in splendor. By now she was not only signed as a professional model, but was constantly appearing at all kinds of fashion shows, auto shows, and even more high-end expos. Rumor had it that she had even landed some kind of advertising endorsement, and once Chu Fei had even seen her semi-nude on the cover of a magazine.

"Are you here to laugh at me? Go ahead... I'm ready."

"Chu Fei, do you know? After I broke up with you, I never dated another man."

Zhang Qian swirled the red wine in her hand, a trace of confusion appearing in her eyes. Then she leaned lightly against the sink in the bathroom. "You were the only man I've ever loved in my life, and I've always trusted my own judgment!"

"But I'm not the only man you've ever had!"

A savage fury surged through Chu Fei. He roared back in anger, then stood up from the bathtub strewn with flower petals and walked naked onto the floor. He took the red wine from Zhang Qian and drained it in one gulp, then brutally yanked the towel off her body, and that familiar tall, graceful naked body was once again laid bare before his eyes.

No matter what Zhang Qian was thinking at that moment, Chu Fei was domineering as he grabbed her right leg and hooked it over his shoulder, then viciously drove his already iron-hard cock deep into her body!

Zhang Qian cried out at once, but it wasn't from pain. It was... pleasure!

So after all that twisting and turning, had he finally come back to where he started?

Because the person taking Chu Fei's violent thrusts now was not Li Ran, the woman he had once believed he loved most in his entire life, but his ex-girlfriend Zhang Qian, a woman whose ideas about sex were outrageously open, even shameless. And yet only a woman like her could let Chu Fei fuck to his heart's content and drive in with total abandon. What an utterly ridiculous thing.

But at the very least, with Zhang Qian, Chu Fei did not have to suppress himself or wrong himself. He could take whatever position he wanted, use whatever force he wanted, and even...

Cum anywhere on her body he pleased!

With Li Ran, all of that had always been nothing but a fantasy.

Maybe he was just that kind of man.

Maybe the kind of love that meant holding hands and growing old together simply wasn't suited to him.

For a moment Chu Fei suddenly felt a little discouraged, and there was even a touch of self-destructive resignation in him. So he simply lifted Zhang Qian up and threw her onto her bed, then pounced on top of her as well...

"Ah, so fucking good! Chu Fei, this is why I like it when you fuck me like this... Rougher, harder, deeper!"

Zhang Qian was still just as she had always been. When they were in bed, she loved to praise a man out loud, giving him the pride and confidence he deserved. And in fact, only she could take Chu Fei's bull-like thrusts and give him the most perfect, most unrestrained release.

Chu Fei really had not felt this good in a very, very long time. By the end, he came so many times that Zhang Qian glared at him hard for a long while. "My God, just how long have you been holding that in...?"

How long? Who knew?

Back when their relationship was still hot and heavy, Li Ran might have been very cooperative when they had sex, and she rarely asked him to wear a condom, but she really disliked Chu Fei using rough movements. She preferred it slow and gentle, easing in little by little until he found the right rhythm. Even during her safe days, she still would not let Chu Fei ejaculate inside her. The moment she felt him about to climax, she would immediately use both hands and feet to shove him away, and the whole feeling would be ruined in an instant.

After graduation, if Chu Fei didn't wear a condom, she would not let him in at all. Later on, it got even worse, until all that was left was perfunctory compliance. Every time, Chu Fei had to beg for ages before she would reluctantly agree, then she would lie there without moving a muscle, and the moment he came, she would immediately roll over and go to sleep...

Calling that an attitude of perfunctory compliance was honestly being too kind.

So Chu Fei really could not remember how long it had been since he last felt this completely free and satisfied. He was practically ecstatic in body and mind, and the resentment he had been carrying for more than half a year gradually began to fade away...

Maybe Zhang Qian was the woman in this world who suited him best.

But very quickly, the scene of Zhang Qian being sandwiched between two men, attacked from front and back, flashed back into Chu Fei's mind. Especially when he thought of those two ugly cocks pumping in and out of Zhang Qian's soft lips and wet pussy, he could only let out a silent sigh and refuse her invitation.

Because Zhang Qian had tried to persuade Chu Fei to go traveling with her. She had already invited some companions to spend the Spring Festival holiday at the beach in Sanya, Hainan. Chu Fei could imagine exactly what kind of people her friends were, and he also knew how desirable this so-called vacation would be to other men, but he still refused, and his reason was perfectly respectable.

"I haven't seen my mom in four years. No matter what, I'm going back this year!"