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Daily Life of Lustful Son Chapter 47 of 118
Daily Life of Lustful Son

Chapter 42

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I tapped her little head: “You think you know everything!”

“You’re not allowed to go!”

My sister immediately hugged my arm tightly and emphasized again, “You’re not allowed to go!”

I found it amusing and pinched her nose: “Why should I?”

“Why should I!”

The younger sister pouted, “Who told you to get so close to her?”

Are you jealous?

My sister rolled her eyes: “I’m not jealous.”

“Then let me go.”

“no.”

“Be good, listen to me.”

My sister gently pinched me: “Hey, do you even know whose boyfriend you are?”

I put down the lunchbox and said seriously, “Xixi, I bumped into someone, and there’s no one to take care of her. Shouldn’t I help her? Is it too much to bring her a meal?”

“But……”

I held my sister’s delicate, boneless hand and said, “If you’re worried, come with me.”

“I’m not going…”

“Then what do you suggest we do?”

The younger sister looked hesitant. After a moment’s hesitation, she held up one finger: “You must be back in ten minutes.”

“good.”

I patted her little head, picked up the lunchbox, and went outside.

Enter the electronic lock code, and the door opens smoothly.

Song Yu’s house was quiet; not a sound could be heard.

I arrived at Song Yu’s bedroom door and gently knocked: “Sister Yu, are you awake?”

There was no response from inside the room, so I knocked gently again.

A muffled voice came from inside the room, as if Song Yu was still half asleep: “Who? Is it Lin Yuan?”

“Sister Yu, it’s me.”

Song Yu’s voice revealed the languidness of someone who had just woken up: “The door isn’t locked, come in.”

I pushed the door open and entered. Song Yu was covered with a blanket, and the air conditioner in the bedroom was blowing cold air continuously.

I placed the lunchbox on the table next to Song Yu’s bed: “Turn on the air conditioner and cover yourself with the blanket?”

Song Yu stretched out her two fair and delicate arms from under the covers and gently yawned: “Now this is what I call enjoying myself…”

“It’s already this late and you’re still not up, Yu-jie, this isn’t like you.”

Song Yu’s beautiful eyes were half-open and half-closed, only her small head peeking out: “My foot is injured and I can’t go for a morning run, can’t you even let me sleep a little longer?”

“Okay, okay.” I waved the lunchbox in my hand. “I made some porridge. Would you like to try some?”

“OK.”

Song Yu rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up from under the covers, propping herself up on the bed.

I was immediately dazzled by the blinding white light in front of me.

Song Yu’s upper body was completely naked. Her slender waist, honed by years of exercise, was so thin it could be encircled by a single hand. Her two perfectly sized breasts trembled gently with her movements, the two red plums at their tips drawing alluring arcs in the air, swaying slightly. Her breasts were fair, and I could even see the faint blue veins on them, which dazzled my eyes.

My guess was right, Song Yu really does like to sleep naked…

Perhaps her lower body, hidden under the covers, is also completely naked right now…

Song Yu was completely unaware. She smoothed her long hair and asked, “Why are you staring at me like that?”

She looked down in confusion, and when she saw her smooth, naked, and erect breasts, she gasped in surprise, her cheeks flushing crimson. She darted into the covers, leaving only her head sticking out.

I awkwardly turned my head away and changed the subject: “Sister Yu, how’s your foot?”

“have no idea…”

Song Yu shrank her head and mumbled softly.

Although she was shy, she was, after all, a young woman in her twenties, and quickly adjusted her mindset, the blush on her face gradually fading: “You little pervert took advantage of me again.”

I expressed my dissatisfaction: “Sister Yu, it was clearly your own carelessness, how can you call me a pervert?”

Do you think I believe that?

Song Yu rolled her eyes at me: “You’ve been clumsy ever since yesterday.”

“Hehe.” I chuckled softly, “If Sister Yu insists on saying that, there’s nothing I can do.”

Song Yu said with a slight reproach, “Turn around.”

“Okay, okay.”

I obediently listened to her.

Song Yu rustled behind him for half a minute before saying, “Turn around.”

Song Yu was wearing a white shirt, and whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, only one of the three buttons on the front was fastened, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a deep cleavage on her jade-like neck and chest.

Song Yu picked up the lunchbox from the table and took a small sip of the thick porridge: “Did you go for a run today?”

“If Sister Yu doesn’t come with me, how can I concentrate on running around?”

I looked at Song Yu’s beautiful face: “We bought a treadmill yesterday, and I ran on it at home this morning.”

Song Yu looked surprised: “A treadmill?”

“Yes.” I nodded, gently kneading Song Yu’s little feet through the blanket.

“oh…”

Song Yu responded softly, her expression calm and her reaction indifferent.

Does your foot still hurt?

Song Yu replied softly, “There’s still a little bit.”

Huh? Didn’t you just say you didn’t know how your foot was? It’s only been a few minutes, how come it’s hurting again?

I sensed Song Yu’s hidden thoughts and boldly said, “Let me give you a massage.”

Song Yu shook her head and refused, saying, “No need.”

I shamelessly slipped my hand under the covers, grasped her delicate little feet, and gently rubbed them: “Massage helps with recovery.”

Song Yu only verbally refused; she quietly drank her porridge, letting me stroke her soft, beautiful feet.

Yesterday’s secret was already exposed by Song Yu, so I no longer try to hide it. What I called massaging Song Yu’s jade feet was actually more like groping her.

Song Yu’s beautiful face gradually flushed as I played with her, but she still kept her red lips tightly pressed together and didn’t make a sound.

I gently kneaded her delicate toes with my palm, and the blanket rose and fell with my movements. I slowly said, “Sister Yu, I’m in my senior year of high school now, so I probably won’t be able to run with you anymore.”

Song Yu’s hand, which was holding a spoon, paused slightly. After three or four seconds, she nodded slightly and said, “Your studies are more important. What does running matter?”

“Okay.” I teasingly ran my fingers between her toes and along the soles of her feet. “But I’ll come and keep you company often in the future.”

“Either is fine.” Song Yu put down the lunchbox, her expression calm: “Whether I accompany you or not is irrelevant; your studies should be the priority.”

I ran my fingertips over her feet and ankles, gently caressing the smooth skin of her calves.

Song Yu looked slightly uncomfortable, and she curled her legs up slightly: “Alright, alright, you should go back now, I’m fine.”

“good.”

I didn’t go any further. I pulled my hand out of her bed, but as I did so, a small piece of fabric appeared in my hand without my noticing.

Holding the light blue underwear that still felt warm from Song Yu’s body, I was slightly stunned.

What a coincidence! They actually took Song Yu’s underwear out of the bed?

I swallowed hard, reaffirming my suspicions.

The fact that Song Yu’s underwear was hanging loosely beside her calves indicates that she must sleep naked.

At this moment, as I gently slide my palm up her thigh, I can easily penetrate the exquisite spot between her legs.

The sudden turn of events made Song Yu and me a little embarrassed. Song Yu’s earlobes turned slightly red. She lowered her cheeks and held out her palm to me: “Give it to me.”

“Okay.” I quickly placed the warm underwear hanging in my hand into Song Yu’s hand, and explained somewhat awkwardly, “Sister Yu… I didn’t mean to.”

Song Yu gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear: “It’s okay, I have a habit of sleeping naked, and I often unconsciously take off my underwear.”

She spoke of this extremely private matter in a very calm tone, as if she were talking about something extremely ordinary.

I was a little unsure how to answer, so I got up to say goodbye: “Sister Yu, I’ll head back now and come see you again tonight.”

“Okay.” Song Yu remained calm. She reached to unbutton her shirt, but noticing I wasn’t getting up to leave, she smiled slightly and asked, “What? Didn’t you get enough of looking?”

“Well……”

I had no choice but to flee.

End · Chapter 47 of 118

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