Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Chapter 15 Crux

"We are back. We can drink a lot."

"Come on, Xinxin's mom!"

Now that his “teammate” is back, Zhuge Qinuo feels relieved and relaxed.

After playing for two more rounds, it was Zhuge's turn to play against Shen Chengkun.

Before, she had never used the so-called honey trap on Shen Chengkun. But now, because of the glass of wine she just drank, her nerves began to numb and she could not control herself.

"If I lose, I will have to drink again. I can't drink anymore." She looked into Shen Chengkun's eyes and told the truth.

"Wow, you're even using verbal attacks. Lao Shen, hold on. Remember, we don't want to drink either."

"Zhuge, you can't deceive people with your words. You can only count. What if Father Shen falls into the honey trap and becomes sympathetic to the woman? There's no way to play anymore."

The other two fathers were talking nearby.

She glanced at the two fathers who were talking, chuckled and replied, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense. Just rely on your strength!"

Then she crossed her legs, with her right foot on top, her right elbow on her right leg, her whole body leaning down, and shaking the dice casually with her left hand. She slightly raised the dice cup to take a look, then tilted her head and looked at Shen Chengkun with unfocused eyes for a long time, then she pursed her lips and smiled: "Handsome guy, you go first."

Her voice was soft and gentle, but it had a charm that made Shen Chengkun's heart flutter.

He knew Zhuge Qinuo had drunk too much, and he shouldn't have stared at her every move like that. Perhaps it was because he was bold after drinking, or because he was afraid that there would be no such opportunity again, he watched every move that he shouldn't have watched carefully. Every tiny movement made him feel like his heart stopped beating.

His eyes couldn't leave her. Her eyes seemed to have a kind of attraction that made him feel extremely flustered, but he couldn't look away.

"I say, you first." Seeing that Shen Chengkun didn't respond, Zhuge Qinuo called him slowly and loudly, then lifted her long curly hair, stood up straight, and made a "please" gesture in a very ladylike manner.

She had no idea that Shen Chengkun's distraction was due to her. At this moment, she only told herself to stay calm and sober.

Shen Chengkun could no longer suppress a man's primitive desire. He numbed himself and forgot his current identity: she was a wife and he was a husband. He just wanted to passively appreciate and enjoy her charm and seduction.

She is a graceful lady, and I am a gentleman who is looking for a good match.

As expected, Zhuge Qinuo easily won over the gentle and considerate Shen Chengkun.

He had never won against her.

But every time he just watched her victorious posture quietly.

She was making a fuss and I was laughing. Shen Chengkun thought, this was the feeling he wanted.

He didn't feel like he had lost. In his heart, this was the only special kind of care he could give her, and no matter how much he gave, it was not too much.

And she knew all of this.

If he hadn't realized it at the beginning, the many concessions and gentle words and looks that followed were enough for Zhuge Qinuo to completely understand Shen Chengkun's thoughts.

However, whatever thoughts she had were his, she had no other thoughts and did not want to respond at all.

Although she didn't want to, she knew that her self-indulgence was a temptation to Shen Chengkun.

She is just seducing and then she doesn't have to take responsibility.

She just indulged herself tonight, an indulgence that allowed her to clearly grasp the boundaries.

She and he will not have any further contact, and will never see each other again from now on.

On the way back in the taxi, she began to feel sorry for Shen Chengkun.

Under the guise of alcohol, she observed him with some recklessness, to see if she was still attractive to men with her current looks.

Turns out, she does.

But why is it that, even though she has tried so hard to be a good wife and a good mother, she still can't keep Han Moli?

So, the problem comes back to Han Moli.

As she expected, he didn't come. She did this because she knew that Han Moli had gone to another woman. He could go to another place of comfort, so why couldn't she use the "honey trap"?

It was already two in the morning when I got home. Because they had something to do today, the child was sent to live with my parents-in-law.

She was sure that Han Moli would not be at home, and today was her day.

She closed the door, casually took off her high heels, kicked the shoe cabinet, and threw her bag onto the sofa from a distance.

She raised her hands, swayed, and twisted her body, seemingly still immersed in the KTV music.

"Click", the light turned on.

"Are you back?" Han Moli stood at the bedroom door.

He had returned a long time ago without telling Zhuge Qinuo. He just wanted to see what time she would come back.

He had already left the room when he heard the noise. He watched her take off her shoes and throw away her bag. She was totally different from her usual self. He knew she was drunk, and he felt a little upset.

But she swayed her body in the dark, and the moonlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows perfectly accentuated her figure.

Yes, she can dance. It had been a long time since she had stretched out like this, and Han Moli's mood changed from being depressed to being reluctant to interrupt.

He was glad that he came back early so that he could see her whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

When Zhuge Qinuo saw Han Moli, he was shocked at first, then he curled his lips into a smile, and then rolled his eyes at him.

His presence made her feel dull. She did not answer him, but put down her raised hand and stumbled towards the bedroom.

Han Moli stepped forward and hugged her: "Why did you drink so much?"

Her body was very soft, and her perfume was filled with the strong smell of cigarettes and alcohol. He was sure that Zhuge Qinuo didn't smoke, and then he remembered that there was a gathering for parents of Han Xin Kindergarten today.

It's been a long time since I hugged her like this, and it's been a long time since she drank so much.

Han Moli used to like Zhuge Qinuo the most when he was drunk. He felt that she was the most real and free only at this time. Because only at this time would she uncontrollably show her sexiness, a kind of seductive but not charming sexiness that she was still suppressing in her subconscious but could not suppress.

His hands touched her soft body through her clothes, and despite her resistance, the feeling made him unable to stop.

He used to like her when she was drunk, and he still likes her now.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Han Moli asked softly.

Zhuge Qinuo was still conscious, but her body was a little out of control. She didn't want to be held like this by Han Moli, nor did she want him to care about her. She broke free from his embrace. Without saying a word, she ran to the bathroom and started to wash up.

Han Moli smiled, he was not very drunk.

He was afraid that she would fall, after all, she had done this before, so he stood at the bathroom door and waited for her.

After washing up, she didn't even look at Han Moli. She went straight to the cloakroom to change into pajamas, got into bed, and went to sleep.

Mo Li smiled helplessly, turned off the light and lay down.

She turned sideways with her back to him.

"Did many people go today?" he asked.

She did not answer.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Can I get you some water?"

She did not answer.

"Wife, we haven't had a chance to..."

"Go to bed!" she interrupted.

Zhuge Qinuo's head felt heavy, the alcohol was taking effect. Even in her daze, she knew that she didn't want to hear Han Moli's voice again.