Trafford's Trading Club

Zhu Maolin smelled the fragrance of his wife’s shampoo. At the same time his lips had been kissed. It was a strong kiss. As the two exchanged love, they could instinctively respond to each other’s kiss without even thinking. There was no need to deliberately cooperate because it had already been drilled for many times.

The wife’s enthusiasm was a little beyond Zhu Maolin’s imagination, like being ignited. A moment of heat was driving Hou Chen Yuhan’s mature body.

She straddled Zhu Maolin with enthusiasm. She lowered her body, as if she didn’t want to leave the lips of the person whom she was sharing the bed with.

She unbuttoned her husband’s pajamas one by one and began to gently make hickeys on her husband’s neck like a drizzle.

The dexterous tongue tip began to swim to her husband’s chest.

Finally, as a wife, her palms became restless. Hou Chen Yuhan’s palm slipped into her husband’s pajamas.

There was nothing indescribable because they were legal and married couples. It was just natural.

Since they had long passed the so-called reserved age. But Zhu Maolin knew that his wife rarely had such aggressive behavior, which made him feel a little at a loss.

His wife’s palm was as soft and flexible just like when she was handling the clay in the pottery classroom. The touch sensation had already overwhelmed his nerves.

But, it did not stop there. He already felt that his bottom entered a warm and moist place at the next moment. His dexterous tongue was stirring the cortex that represented the male’s vitality.

Zhu Maolin didn’t know how many years of hard work he could exchange for such a gentle grave.

He finally sighed, and whispered in a bitter voice. “Let’s sleep.”

Hou Chen Yuhan fell silent all of a sudden. Her body seemed to be stiff. Time also seemed to have stagnated at this moment. When time resumed again, his wife rushed out of the quilt, looked at Zhu Maolin with desperate eyes. She turned her head, and walked into the bathroom.

The water sounded loudly. Zhu Maolin knew that these sounds existed to cover up another sound.

But, he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t find a way to stop these masked voices because of his incompetence.

Indeed, a man who could not fulfill his obligations as a husband.

However, it was not that he had lost his biological function as a man. That function was still operating no matter what. However, he had no response at all when facing his wife.

When Hou Chen Yuhan finally walked out of the bathroom in the master bedroom, Zhu Maolin was no longer in this room.

He was lying on the sofa in the living room outside. Hou Chen Yuhan didn’t even want to let herself think about this problem. She even wanted to forget the source of all this pain.

Hou Chen Yuhan closed her eyes. The content of the flower cards she had opened up appeared in front of her. These contents flashed through her memory again and again until the image became clearer. One of the prices was her love.

She didn’t know exactly how this magical shop priced its products or services. She just felt the relationship that was almost broken did not seem to have any value.

Hou Chen Yuhan couldn’t remember how long she and her husband had relationship issues.

It turned out that at the moment when issues popped up, there was only pain left.

Across the door, the quiet living room suddenly heard a scream from the room. Zhu Maolin eventually just covered his eyes with his arms.

It was four o’clock in the morning.

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Early in the morning, the cemetery’s mourning hall welcomed a young man with a scarf covering half of his face.

It was not a fixed festival date to visit the deceased. There were many people coming to this cemetery at this time. An old man in charge of cleaning here looked at this young man with a scarf curiously.

The young man stopped before a piece of memorial tablet, looking at one of them.

“Excuse me. Would you want to buy some scented oil candles?”

Since someone had come, the old man approached to strike some sales with a young man who had brought nothing.

“Sure, give me some.” Dazhe nodded.

The old man found that this young man seemed to be particularly pious. In the end, Dazhe put a bunch of incense in front of a child’s memorial tablet... Zhu Maoxing.

The name of the deceased child.

“Hey, brother, how are you related to this kid? Why haven’t I seen you before?” The old man looked at Dazhe curiously at this time.

The old man had always been operating here. He remembered almost everyone who visited this place, whether it was a newly buried grave or it was buried a long time ago. However, this young man really seemed to be here for the first time.

“En, I’m a friend of this child’s parents.” Dazhe said afterwards, and then suddenly asked, “Old man, have you seen this child’s parents?”

“His mother would often come quietly by herself. So, I have a deep impression.” The old man thought, “But, I don’t have much memories of his father. I remember that he only came here once when he first bought a place. ”

“Why?” asked Dazhe suddenly.

The old man said subconsciously, “Probably because of feeling guilty? After all, such an event has happened. I don’t think anyone will feel good about it. Well, speaking of it, I can only blame this child for his unfortunate luck.”

“How so?” Dazhe asked.

“This child. He seems to be locked in the car by his father and suffocated alive.”

The old man shook his head and sighed, “Generally, this kind of thing is considered common. It can only be blamed on the father’s carelessness. But, the fault isn’t with the father in this matter. I heard that his father got out of the car and went to the convenient store by the roadside. After finishing buying his things in the convenience store, he was hit by a drunk driver and was sent to the hospital for rescue. No one noticed that a child was still in the car. Hmm, are you not their friends? Why don’t you know? Where is he?”