Young Abin (Fifty-Seven) Stage (Celebrity Star Adult Novel)

Mrs. Hu returned to the fire with two buckets of water. Most of her skirt was wet. Mr. Hu looked up and couldn't help complaining, "Why did you take so long to get so wet?"

Mrs. Hu pouted and said, "It's so far, and the road is not easy to walk on."

"Yes, yes," Mrs. Weng said quickly, "You've worked hard. Please sit down and have something to eat first."

Mrs. Hu sat down and stuck out her tongue at her husband. Looking at the plate full of grilled meat skewers, chicken wings, sausages, corn, etc., she squinted her eyes and sniffed and said, "It smells so good! Honey, I want to eat that..."

She ordered a few things casually, and Mr. Hu put them on a small plate for her, and she began to eat them happily.

"Well...you guys eat too..." She looked at the others.

"Everyone has eaten already," said Mr. Hu.

Not only had everyone eaten, but the accountant, the secretary, the secretary's boyfriend, and Bowen had also changed into their swimsuits and swimming trunks and were ready to head to the beach.

"Wow..." Mrs. Hu said, "You guys are really quick."

"Yes, they can't wait to go down and soak in the water!" Mrs. Weng said, "You eat first, and then we will go change into swimsuits together."

"Okay! Okay!" Mrs. Hu took another skewer of barbecue in her hand.

Mr. Hu and Zhongwen began to dig out the charcoal fires and let them die out slowly.

"Huh?" Mrs. Hu looked at Zhongwen across from her: "Why didn't you change into your swimming trunks?"

"I... I don't know how to swim..." Zhongwen said at a loss.

"Hmm..." Mrs. Hu stared at him and smiled. He shyly pulled his hat down lower again. Mrs. Hu thought this child was really funny.

Zhongwen picked up the small fire tongs and crushed the dark red charcoal one by one. He peeked at Mrs. Hu from under the brim of his hat. Mrs. Hu closed her legs, rested her elbows on her knees, and stretched her heels out in a very cute posture. She swayed rhythmically and talked to Mr. Hu while biting the skewer in her hand.

At this time, her two children came to her and played noisily, snuggled up to her for a while, and then ran away. Her skirt originally covered her knees, so it moved back a little. Although the distance was not far, it just formed an open tent, which was big enough for Zhongwen to look inside.

Oh my god! Zhongwen's eyes almost spit fire, his chest seemed to have suffered a violent impact, and he didn't know how to breathe. This...is this true? He could hardly believe his eyes. Mrs. Hu...she...her panties were gone from her skirt. She was completely naked. He saw the black velvety corners hidden between her white thighs. Zhongwen's ears were buzzing and his body reacted immediately. His cock swelled rapidly and an indescribable feeling of panic rose to his chest. His mind went blank and he could only stare at Mrs. Hu's private parts with his eyes wide open.

Bowen was playing with the accountant and the others when suddenly his penis in his pants got in the way. He clenched his buttocks and his movements became weird and funny. The accountant even laughed and asked if he was having an epileptic seizure. Bowen cursed in his heart, "Zhongwen, what are you doing again?"

Zhongwen was so eager to see her that his blood was boiling. Mrs. Hu had happily finished her lunch. Mrs. Weng suggested, "Okay, Mrs. Hu, let's go change into our swimsuits too!"

"Okay, where is the changing room?" Mrs. Hu said, standing up to get her bag.

Now Zhongwen had no more peep shows to watch. He took a deep breath and calmed down. He only heard Mrs. Weng say with a smile, "What kind of dressing room is this?"

"Ah! Then where did they change it?" Mrs. Hu was puzzled.

"I'll take you there!" Mrs. Weng said, "Zhongwen, you come too."

"Me?" Zhongwen said in surprise.

"Come and help."

"Help..." Zhongwen whispered to himself, "Do I need help changing clothes?"

He was reluctant at first, but since it was his mother's order, he had to stand up. Mrs. Weng took Mrs. Hu's arm affectionately, and Zhongwen followed behind carrying his mother's bag, walking towards the woods.

Mrs. Hu was very familiar with this road because she had just returned from here. When she passed the corner where the faucet could be seen, she couldn't help but look towards the place where she and General Manager Weng had made love not long ago. To be honest, if you look carefully, you can still see it clearly. She had already guessed by now that the people who walked by twice while she and the general manager were working enthusiastically were the accountants and their friends who were going to change into swimsuits.

“That was a close call,” she thought to herself.

They turned along the path and walked out of the windbreak. Not far away there was a two-story building, and Mrs. Weng took her towards the building.

Zhongwen followed the two women, paying attention to Mrs. Hu's swaying buttocks. Her cotton skirt fit her body very well, setting off her tight buttocks beautifully. It swayed left and right from time to time. Zhongwen could also clearly see an obvious groove on the cotton skirt where the two round pieces of flesh met. Zhongwen knew that Mrs. Hu was empty inside. His imagination suddenly became rich, and he imagined in his mind the image of Mrs. Hu with her lower body naked, which was both ingenious and realistic. His cock was getting hard again.

"Damn it!" The unlucky one was Bowen, he cursed in private angrily.

Mrs. Weng and Mrs. Hu approached the building. The building was built in a grand manner, and the stairs were actually outside. They climbed up the stairs. The second floor was surrounded by an open corridor. As soon as they reached the second floor and turned the corner, they encountered a wooden door with frosted glass. Mrs. Weng reached out and shook the door handle. It was not locked, so she pushed the door open and went in.

The wooden door opened with a "yeah", revealing a strange room, large and empty, leading to another identical door on the opposite wall. The wooden floor in the room was padded about one meter high, so there had to be four or five small stairs in front of the door to get up. The ceiling was ridiculously higher. There was only a row of small windows at the top of the long wall on the left, and a dark curtain on the right, so the light was dim. Mrs. Hu became a little hesitant when she looked at it.

"Zhongwen, stay outside the door," Mrs. Weng told her son, "Your aunt Hu and I will go in to change clothes. You have to help us keep an eye on the door."

Zhongwen agreed, and Mrs. Weng took Mrs. Hu inside, closed the door, and walked onto the raised floor. There was an old table in the corner against the wall. The two of them walked to the table on the creaking wooden boards. Mrs. Weng put down her bag and took out her swimsuit.

"Change here?" Mrs. Hu was still in doubt.

"Yeah, just make do with it." Mrs. Weng has already started taking off her shirt: "Well, we have to hurry up."

"Oh..." Mrs. Hu agreed, but suddenly remembered that she was not wearing any underwear under her skirt, so she didn't dare to take it off immediately. She also put her handbag on the table and deliberately rummaged around, letting Mrs. Weng take it off and change first.

Mrs. Weng did not suspect anything and changed into her swimsuit after taking off her clothes. Mrs. Hu took advantage of the moment when she turned her back in the swimsuit and quickly took off her original clothes and took out the swimsuit.

Zhongwen stood outside the door, his head full of vague images of Mrs. Hu. He had hidden desires in his heart and naturally refused to behave himself. He searched the doors and windows, and by chance, he found a small missing piece of frosted glass in the middle of the field-shaped window frame. Although it was so small, when he leaned close, he could still see the scene inside the room clearly.

When Zhongwen saw this, his cock stood up again unruly.

In the room, his mother had already changed into her swimsuit and was adjusting the shoulder straps. Mrs. Hu was completely naked, facing the door sideways, trying hard to untie her swimsuit, as if something was knotting her. Zhongwen looked at her naked body and wished he could crawl into the hole.

"Oops!" Mrs. Hu said, "My swimsuit is tangled."

"That's troublesome," Mrs. Weng said, "It's okay. I'll help you untie it later. Can you help me tie the neck strap first? I've been trying for a long time but I can't get it right."

Mrs. Weng's swimsuit was a one-piece one-piece, milky white mixed with shiny gauze. The front was a piece of cloth cut into a curved shape, which tightly adhered to her undulating body, while the back was empty. The crotch was slit very high, and two thin straps on the front were tied to the neck. To be honest, it was really erotic and bold.

Mrs. Hu turned around and faced Mrs. Weng. She put the thin belt around Mrs. Weng's neck and tied a knot behind her back. Zhongwen, who was guarding outside the door and committing embezzlement, saw Mrs. Hu's naked back. She looked petite, plump and elastic. Zhongwen's nosebleed almost burst out.

"Mrs. Weng, you have a great figure," Mrs. Hu said sincerely.

"You look good too," Mrs. Weng touched her shoulder, "Your skin is also very good..."

She gently stroked her arm and slid down to Mrs. Hu's breasts: "Hmm... this is better, so elastic, soft and strong."

"Mrs. Weng, please stop laughing at me. How can I compare with you?" said Mrs. Hu.

"Who said that? Youth is the best," Mrs. Weng said as she rubbed her breasts. "They are so thin and tender, and very pretty. Your little Hu must love you very much."

"Well... good sister, please stop doing this to me," Mrs. Hu begged for mercy, "It will be uncomfortable."

"Oh, so sensitive?" Mrs. Weng pinched her nipples deliberately when she heard it, and Mrs. Hu's black bean immediately stood up and became hard.

"Ah...sister..." Mrs. Hu frowned: "No...don't..."

Mrs. Hu had already tied her neck strap and leaned softly on Mrs. Weng's shoulder.

Mrs. Weng found it interesting to see that this young woman was so easily aroused, so she played with her breasts with both hands and blew into her ears. Mrs. Hu trembled all over and rubbed against Mrs. Weng's neck.

"Well, are you horny?" Mrs. Weng teased her in a low voice.

"Oh...sister..." Mrs. Hu cried softly, "Don't...don't touch me...stop...stop..."

Her waist trembled twice, and Mrs. Weng deliberately teased her by stroking her lower abdomen with her right hand, which slid towards the lush grass, which was already covered with a thin layer of dew.

"Oh my god, the roads are slippery when it rains." said Mrs. Weng.

"Ah..." Mrs. Hu cried out, "Don't...don't touch there...ah...ouch..."

"Eh? Why are you like a little girl? You can't stand any teasing..." Mrs. Weng scratched her hands randomly: "Pure little Sayuri? Hmm...?"

"Whoa whoa……"

Mrs. Hu finally couldn't stand anymore, and her legs didn't obey and she squatted down in a daze. But Mrs. Weng didn't let her go easily. Her fingers kept sticking to Mrs. Hu's vagina, and she bent down as she did. Mrs. Hu knelt on the ground helplessly, feeling the annoying stimulation of Mrs. Weng at the slit of her labia. She kept shaking her buttocks, raising them higher and higher, like a cat stretching, with her beautiful private parts sticking out backwards.

The worst thing was that Zhongwen was standing outside the door. He watched the obscene scene with his own eyes. The naked Mrs. Hu was forced to paralyze on the floor by her mother. Her whole body was limp, and only her buttocks were raised and shaken hard, just facing him. Although the light in the room was dim, he could still clearly see Mrs. Hu's sweet pussy, and his mother's two fingers were stuck in her watery hole, squeezing it in and out. Mrs. Hu's pussy juice oozed out, flowing through his mother's palm, and dripping onto the floor.

Zhongwen couldn't bear it any longer, so he unzipped his pants and frantically took out his cock which was so hard that it was about to explode. In broad daylight, he held the rod and stroked it violently.

Bowen was having a great time in the sea. He was in a team with the accountant lady, fighting against the secretary lady and her boyfriend. The four of them were having a water fight so intense that the secretary lady and her boyfriend couldn't hold out and ran away.

Bowen felt a palpitation for no reason and cursed Zhongwen in his heart, but the accountant lady climbed onto his neck happily and jumped for joy. Unexpectedly, a high wave came and the two of them were lifted off the ground and then fell down. They both stumbled and fell into the water. The accountant struggled nervously and hugged Bowen tightly. She felt a hard and hot stick in her lower abdomen.

"Um...Pfft..." The accountant spat out the bitter sea water: "You...you..."

Bowen was implicated by his brother and was speechless. The accountant looked at him breathlessly, stroked his cheek and asked, "Well, do you like your sister?"

Bowen couldn't admit it nor deny it, so he could only smile bitterly at her.

In the room, Mrs. Hu's movements changed. Originally, she was trying to find a way to avoid Mrs. Weng's invasion, but now she did not retreat but advanced instead, coordinating with the frequency of Mrs. Weng's teasing, twisting her buttocks so that Mrs. Weng's fingers could go deeper. Naturally, her screams became more gentle and beautiful.

“Oh…oh…sister…ah…you are so good at it…ah…I am not feeling well…so much is flowing…hmm…well…sister…”

Mrs. Hu buried her pink face in Mrs. Weng's arms. In a moment of desperation, she opened her mouth and bit Mrs. Weng's plump and soft breasts. Although Mrs. Weng was wearing a swimsuit, she took off the cotton cover because she found it troublesome. Mrs. Hu's bite happened to hit her plum-like nipples. Mrs. Weng's heart softened, and she was not willing to be outdone, so she penetrated deeper into Mrs. Hu's vagina.

The two beautiful women were shaking with joy, but Mrs. Hu was in a particularly miserable state. Her plump and tender flesh was so wet that she had no place to move. The opening of her vagina opened and closed involuntarily, her pistil protruded, and the entire opening was bright and rosy. Every time Mrs. Weng dug deep, she screamed "ah". The faster Mrs. Weng dug, the more rapidly she screamed, and her heart-stirring moans echoed in the room.

Suddenly, Mrs. Hu's moans became several times louder, and even Zhongwen who was outside was startled. He saw Mrs. Hu's slender waist rising and falling with difficulty, and her delicate calls sounded like sobs. In the end, only her mouth was open, and she couldn't breathe at all. Then the flesh of her buttocks suddenly contracted and trembled, and large pools of water gushed out from the slit of her vagina, and the ground and her mother's hands were all wet as if after a heavy rain. After this suffocating climax, Mrs. Hu suddenly threw herself back into Mrs. Weng's arms, snuggling up to her coquettishly.

When Zhongwen saw this, his eyes rolled back, his throat gurgled, and the cock in his hand seemed to have doubled in size. He jerked it like mad, his dantian felt sore and hot, and a torrent of semen rushed straight to the urethra and finally broke through, like a tube of toothpaste that had been stepped on, desperately shooting out all the stock, onto the pink and white door panel, creating a circle of sticky stains, which then slowly flowed down.

The secretary and her boyfriend left Bowen and the accountant under the pretext of being defeated and never came back. After the accountant noticed Zhongwen's physical changes, she thought he was interested in her and she also pestered him enthusiastically, rubbing his protrusions from time to time.

Another wave came, and the accountant lady took the opportunity to hug him again. She felt that his penis seemed bigger and thicker. She looked at him with disdain. Zhongwen was at a loss. The accountant lady felt pity for him and could not help but kiss him on the mouth. She stroked down with her small hand and boldly reached into his swimming trunks and grabbed the innocent erection.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took it, Bowen felt a chill in his heart and goose bumps all over his body. He kept shouting in his mind "Don't do this...", but it was too late. Following Zhongwen's ejaculation, he couldn't help but "pop" and ooze out hot white liquid.

"Ah...you..." The accountant was surprised at first, then laughed: "No, young people don't have patience...haha..."

Bowen was really ashamed.

When Zhongwen came to his senses and looked into the room again, he found that his mother had stood up, but Mrs. Hu was still lying lazily on the floor. Her mother seemed to be calling her, but she moved listlessly a few times and still refused to get up. Her mother smiled and shook her head and began to pack her handbag. Zhongwen quickly stuffed his big cock back into his crotch.

Soon, Mrs. Weng came out with rosy cheeks, and quickly closed the door again, telling Zhongwen, "Let's go first. Your Aunt Hu is still changing. She said she would go back after she's done."

So they left.

On the other side of the door, Mrs. Hu lay lazily on the floor, recalling the crazy beauty when she was facing the climax just now. She could never have imagined that Mrs. Weng's fingers would be so clever. She felt that at the moment of collapse, every pore on her body seemed to be open and calling, telling of the wonderful situation that could not be expressed in words.

She covered her face with her hands, smiled in disbelief and shook her head, closing her eyes helplessly...

The room was very quiet, too quiet, and Mrs. Hu suddenly felt herself plunged into deep loneliness. She raised her head alertly. Light and shadows were intertwined all around her. Fine dust was floating in the air. She felt a huge pressure, perhaps a psychological effect. Why did it look like the curtain was shaking?

She became timid and decided not to stay in this empty big room any longer. She turned her back to the curtain and propped up her upper body. The release of joy made her completely exhausted. She knelt down on her knees again, preparing to stand up straight so as to put on her swimsuit.

It's a pity that she didn't have such an opportunity.

She had just crossed one leg and had no time to steady herself when a dark shadow flashed through the curtain and pounced out, got behind her, hugged her tightly, and pushed her back to the floor. Mrs. Hu was unable to react at all as her mouth was covered by a large hand, so she could not shout out a sound and could only gasp through her nose. What made her even more anxious was that there was a warm and hard rod at the end of the back, which had slid onto her still wet slit and the head was inserted inside her.

She opened her eyes wide in fear, and then the man began to push the rod into her from behind. She felt embarrassed and anxious, and tears welled up in her eyes. She was so scared. She also tried to turn her face to see who was being rude to her, but the person's hands were very strong and she couldn't turn her head back. Finally, she was possessed by that man, and completely possessed. She felt uneasy and confused, but strangely, the powerful offense of the invader also made her unexpectedly confused.

A stranger she had never met treated her like a female beast and inserted his dick into her sensitive body. She was extremely unwilling. The only thing she could think of was that she... she was raped! But, but this... this feeling of being raped and invaded, how come... how come it would... cause the body to have a joyful reaction?

How embarrassing! When the man inserted his entire penis into her vagina, there was a "gurgling" sound from deep within the hole, and a large pool of water gushed out. She immediately raised her head, trembling with excitement.

The stranger could not wait to thrust in and out. Oh my God, this was a completely different experience. The man occupied her forcefully and rudely, and thrust into her in a reckless manner. She felt her hair flying everywhere and her buttocks and breasts swayed. Her little flower heart was penetrated continuously and she felt urgent pleasure. Oh, it was wonderful! It’s so refreshing!

Her eyes were lifeless, her shoulders slumped, and her face showed an expression of resignation and willingness to let you do whatever you want. The man who was fucking her probably sensed her change, so he let go of the hand that was covering her mouth and focused on his work.

When Mrs. Hu was being raped to the most tense, her shoulders, which had been limp on the ground, straightened up again, and she raised her butt as high as possible to welcome his more rough withdrawal and insertion. Her vaginal muscles were contracting without any pretense, and the gushing out of her fluids was an announcement of her surging sexual desire, which could no longer be concealed.

Mrs. Hu's lascivious reaction seemed to satisfy the stranger.

"Is it fun?" the man asked in a hoarse voice.

Mrs. Hu didn't dare to answer. The man fucked her harder and asked again, "Does it feel good?"

"Hmm..." Mrs. Hu had no choice but to tell the truth: "It feels great..."

"Does it feel good? Then just scream!" said the stranger.

"Ah...ah..." Mrs. Hu screamed.

Now that she had already shouted it out, she didn’t need to worry about being shameless anymore. She tried her best to shout: “Ahem… Ahem… Oh… So… So comfortable… Ahem… Hey…”

The rapist behind him was implicitly encouraged, and his movements became more thorough, each one was simple and profound, and each move hit the vital points. The speed was like a storm, the stick was pumped in and out as if it wanted to break. Although Mrs. Hu could not see from behind, she could imagine the man sticking to her butt, struggling desperately, and feeling ecstatic.

In fact, it’s not that Mrs. Hu can’t see behind. The man no longer restricts the movement of her head and neck. But what’s the point even if she can see clearly who it is? What's more, she was in high spirits at the moment. The savage way the stranger did it to her and the crazy energy were something she had never experienced before. It was too exciting and too tasteful. She didn't want to ruin this obscene enjoyment. So what if she was raped? It was just a man's dick inserted into her. What was the big deal about changing to another one?

The two reached a tacit understanding without words or text, one willing to be beaten while the other willing to be beaten, the one who was beating kept fighting until the end, becoming more and more courageous, while the one who was beaten became more and more excited with sweet voices lingering around. Everything around them had stopped moving. They were the only ones in the world who were constantly thrusting...

Finally, Mrs. Hu showed signs of defeat. Her buttocks kept thrusting in and out, her thighs were shaking, and her honey kept gushing out, flowing down her legs to the floor. The stranger's advance and retreat slowly pushed her to the brink of nervous collapse with each move. Finally, the Big Bang came.

She screamed wildly. Even she had never heard herself scream so movingly and so righteously. Her waist was deeply bent, her round buttocks were raised high, and her sexual flesh was jumping. She didn't mind or feel ashamed to tell strangers how happy and excited she was.

“Ah…ah…so…so comfortable…so comfortable…ah…it feels so good…so enjoyable…oh…you’re leaking…oh…you’re leaking…so much…ah…it’s squirting to death…it’s so fun…ah…what a bitter enemy…oh…do it again…do it again…ah…it’s okay for you to do it again…ah…just let me die of lewdness…ah…you’re still squirting…ah…I’m really going to die…oh…oh…”

She and he stuck together and shook violently at the same time. Mrs. Hu's sobs were high-pitched and hurried, and formed a long song of "ah...ah...", and then suddenly she froze and stopped. After freezing for a while, she relaxed her brows and sighed softly, "Hmm...", her face full of satisfaction, and as red as a ripe peach.

But the rapist wasn't satisfied yet. He grabbed Mrs. Hu's waist and forcibly lifted her upper body up. He sat back so that Mrs. Hu was sitting on him, but she still had her back to him. As soon as Mrs. Hu sat down, she took the initiative to ride up and down without waiting for his instructions.

Mrs. Hu bent down slightly, placed her palms on his thighs, squatted with her legs raised, let her delicate round buttocks hang in the air, and tossed them up and down like this, shaking them deeply and firmly. The curves from her buttocks to her thighs were simply fascinating. The stranger caressed her buttocks back and forth without hesitation, pinching them here and there, making her cry out in pain.

"Oh my... it's killing me..." Mrs. Hu raised her face and said, "You big bad guy... you big pervert... you sex maniac... you pervert... oh my... it's so deep..."

She pinned all the charges that could be put on a man, ignoring the fact that she was the one raping the man. However, the stranger did not protest. He actively catered to Mrs. Hu, occasionally thrusting his buttocks a few times, which made her scream.

"Oh... God... Why am I like this... Oh..."

The man's hands touched her breasts and kneaded them gently.

“Mmm…mm…” Mrs. Hu was so aroused by the riding: “It feels so good…oh…make me horny…make me horny…ah…I will go crazy…”

Mrs. Hu's hips were nodding rapidly, making her feel so good that she didn't know which way was which. She was getting more and more carried away, and her words were getting bolder and bolder.

“Oh… I’m going to die again… Oh… Yes… Yes… Oh… I’m a slutty woman… Ah… I want someone to fuck me… Ah… Fuck me… Ah…”

By the end, she could no longer utter complete sentences and could only scream "ah ah" continuously. The man was almost unable to hold on because of her coaxing, and he also thrust upwards quickly and urgently, regardless of everything. The two of them fell into a state of obsession together.

"Ah...ah...I'm going to die..." Mrs. Hu said without thinking: "Dear man...ah...dear husband...dear husband..."

The man couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, you found out?"

When Mrs. Hu heard this, her heart was shocked and her enthusiasm immediately dropped by half. Of course she recognized the voice. It turned out that the person who raped her was her husband.

She anxiously recalled everything that had just happened. Her mind raced but her butt didn't stop. She said quickly, "Oh...good husband...stinky husband...ah...ah...as soon as you penetrated me...ah...I knew it was you...ah...so comfortable...you're the best...oh...oh..."

Suddenly, without any warning, Mr. Hu's glans swelled up, his dantian felt numb and sore, and he couldn't help but ejaculate a stream of thick semen, which burned Mrs. Hu's clitoris.

"Oh, dear, I cum..." he said breathlessly.

"Dear brother..." Mrs. Hu sat down: "You made me cum so beautifully..."

The couple had a strange sex. Mrs. Hu lay on top of Mr. Hu and asked him why he was there. It turned out that after she and Mrs. Weng left, Mr. Hu collected the ashes and came to look for her, but he took the wrong path and went around to the other end of the building and went up the stairs there. It seemed that this building had many doors, and Mr. Hu did not meet Zhongwen, the gatekeeper.

"My dear wife, hehe..." Mr. Hu asked with a smile: "Who is better, my husband or Mrs. Weng..."

"Ah..." Mrs. Hu was embarrassed: "You...you saw everything?"

"Otherwise how would I dare to rape you?" he said.

Mrs. Hu turned away and acted coquettishly, so Mr. Hu had to coax her and urge her to get up and change into her swimsuit. Mrs. Hu got up and said while putting on her swimsuit, "Honey, this room is so weird! Why is it decorated like this?"

Mr. Hu also changed into swimming trunks and said, "Room? This is not a room!"

"Huh?"

Mr. Hu walked to the curtain and lifted it with his hand. Mrs. Hu suddenly realized that this was not a room but the stage of an auditorium! It turns out that she has already performed two good shows on stage.

"Let's go, everyone is waiting!" said Mr. Hu.

They opened the door that Zhongwen had been guarding. The sun was shining brightly outside the auditorium. Mrs. Hu raised her hand to shield her forehead, held her husband's hand, and walked out together.

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