Chapter 11

Could it be Uncle Qin? But wait, if it was Uncle Qin, why wasn’t he at home? He could have easily sent Jingyan and me away.

A name I really didn’t want to mention was lingering in my mind. I waited quietly, even turning off my phone, afraid of being discovered.

Until a figure, unfamiliar yet not entirely unfamiliar, slowly walked to the foot of the bed and came into my view.

Yes… Zhao Chenyu.

I was so surprised I didn’t know how to breathe… How could this be?

“How could it be him?”

I stared at him in his bathrobe, his silhouette scantily clad but awkwardly proportioned, his wet hair gleaming in the light. He looked like a despicable little man, gloating over his mouth, giving me a wicked smile. How…how could he bathe in Aunt Ouyang’s secret bedroom? I’ve known Aunt Ouyang for over twenty years, and I can count the number of times she’s bathed here on two hands. How could he?

I tried my best to suppress my rapid breathing and quietly observed the two people inside.

“All clean?” Aunt Ouyang rolled over and lay on her side, her long legs slightly bent. Her robe fluttered down, then she hooked it up with her fingers, revealing her fair, tender legs that had been hidden for a moment. Her other hand supported her head, her exquisite face relaxed, and a charming smile curled at the corner of her mouth, mixed with a hint of disgust and unintentional contempt.

“I’m…I’m all clean, Mr. Ouyang…Mr. Lan, Mr. Lan!” I could see Zhao Chenyu’s profile. His eyes were downcast, his head was drooping slightly, his shoulders were hunched, his arms were hanging down, and his hands were unconsciously rubbing together in front of him, revealing the anxiety and unease deep in his heart.

“What? You were so bold before? Now you look like a coward? Hmm?” Aunt Ouyang’s slightly teasing questioning tone reminded me of the queen in the TV series, leisurely lying on her bed in the palace.

“Ah… this… I… President Lanlan…” Zhao Chenyu looked so pathetic that I frowned.

“What? You came when I told you to, you took a bath when I told you to, and now you’re stammering?” Aunt Ouyang didn’t look at him, her eyes were fixed on her fingers, she was gently picking at her nails, and she said contemptuously.

“I, President Lan, I… I do admire your beauty. I can’t take my eyes off you. As for what happened that day, I… I was just driven by lust. You can punish me however you want, please… don’t send me away, please…” Zhao Chenyu stammered a bunch of incoherent words.

This left me even more confused.

Which day? What kind of hormonal influence?

“Is that so? So, you do whatever I say?” Aunt Ouyang snorted, slowly sitting up from her reclining position. She crossed her arms, her long, snow-white legs were crossed in a seductive manner, and her toes pointed at Zhao Chenyu in front of her. The slightly insulting gesture, however, revealed a hint of arrogance to me, as if Zhao Chenyu was only worthy of being pointed at by Aunt Ouyang with her toes.

“Uh…yes, yes! Whatever you say goes…” Zhao Chenyu took a small step forward, wanting to express his loyalty, but he also looked like he wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say.

“Haha… Ahaha… Aunt Ouyang laughed wildly when she saw his dumbfounded look. Her full breasts trembled violently, as if they were about to break free from the cover of her loose pajamas.”

Zhao Chenyu was at a loss, not daring to lift his head. As for me, I still had a furrowed brow and a puzzled expression, wondering why things had turned out this way.

“Kneel down.” Aunt Ouyang said these two words lightly, resting her chin on her hand, which startled both Zhao Chenyu and me.

“What…Mr. Lan, you…” Zhao Chenyu stammered.

“I told you to kneel down, didn’t you hear me? Didn’t you just say you were willing to do anything? You can’t even do this little thing?” Aunt Ouyang still spoke in a light tone, her fair toes lightly tapping the ground, gesturing for Zhao Chenyu to kneel down.

Zhao Chenyu hesitated for a few seconds, his legs trembling, and slowly knelt on the ground.

“Bang!” It was Zhao Chenyu’s knee hitting the ground. Although the sound wasn’t very loud, I still felt it was like something breaking.

“Come here!” Aunt Ouyang’s tone was full of unquestionable authority as she beckoned to Zhao Chenyu with her finger.

Zhao Chenyu moved his knees closer to Aunt Ouyang, but just as he was about to reach her, her beautiful foot blocked his chest.

“What? Are you unhappy? Is it humiliating to make a grown man like you kneel in front of a weak woman like me? Hmm?” Aunt Ouyang stretched out her other foot, her delicate toes gently hooking Zhao Chenyu’s chin, twisting and turning it from side to side, as if admiring her pet.

“Hmm…no, nothing.” Zhao Chenyu hummed softly, letting Aunt Ouyang tease him.

“Really? Look at your ugly face, and you’re doing such filthy things. You little bastard! Aren’t you?!” Aunt Ouyang suddenly became very fierce, her alluring yet contemptuous tone laced with curses and insults.

With an arrogant air, Aunt Ouyang placed one foot on Zhao Chenyu’s head, her toes curling up to pull his hair. Zhao Chenyu winced in pain, his head tilting to the side. Aunt Ouyang then bent her other leg in an alluring arc, raising her foot and delivering a heavy slap to Zhao Chenyu’s tilted face.

“Slap!” “Slap!”

The sound of the slap was not crisp; instead, it was low and subdued, like a mallet striking a rusty clock—dull and heavy.

“What? Are you angry? Why aren’t you angry? Are you even a man? Don’t you have any dignity? Hmm?” Aunt Ouyang tightly grabbed his hair, rubbed her feet against his face, and pinched his ears with her toes, pulling fiercely and with a hint of disgust, while her alluring red lips kept spewing out aggressive and sarcastic words.

What is Aunt Ouyang doing? Isn’t she afraid that Zhao Chenyu will lose control and go crazy? After all, Zhao Chenyu is a man. How long can he endure being humiliated like this? Moreover, there are only the two of them in the room. Aunt Ouyang’s provocation puts them in a very dangerous situation.

My legs involuntarily lurched forward, my heart pounding in my chest. If Zhao Chenyu showed even the slightest intention to harm Aunt Ouyang, I would rush in without hesitation.

“What? You’ve really lost all your dignity? Are you even a man? I’m insulting you like this, and you don’t even react. Are you stupid?” Aunt Ouyang’s two feet clamped Zhao Chenyu’s cheeks, squeezing his face and lips until they were twisted and deformed, like a clown being ridiculed on stage.

“Speak!” Aunt Ouyang released Zhao Chenyu’s mouth.

“I…!” Zhao Chenyu gasped for breath.

“Oh, you’re angry, you’re getting mad! I’m just a small woman, and you’re in a room with a burly physique like a sports student. What do you want to do? Try to rape me?” Aunt Ouyang mocked sarcastically.

“I wouldn’t dare…President Lan, I wouldn’t dare…” Zhao Chenyu muttered softly, his head lowered.

“Don’t dare? I feel like you’re capable of anything.”

Aunt Ouyang held her chin high and looked down at Zhao Chenyu kneeling in front of her with contempt. She used her toes to lift Zhao Chenyu’s chin again, then stretched her big toe in front of his mouth, as if torturing him, and pried his mouth open with her toes.

Although in the past twenty-odd years I’ve seen Aunt Ouyang berate her subordinates, seen her be subservient to me, and seen her cry in sorrow, I’ve never seen Aunt Ouyang like this before, whether it was the one who just insulted Zhao Chenyu or the one who is now enjoying the pleasure of abuse. It truly feels like a whole new world has opened up for me.

“Do you like it, you brat?” Aunt Ouyang smiled wickedly.

“Mmm…uh!” Zhao Chenyu nodded eagerly as he carefully licked Aunt Ouyang’s toes.

I don’t know why, but even though Zhao Chenyu was under Aunt Ouyang, and even though Aunt Ouyang seemed to be enjoying it, the moment I saw Zhao Chenyu’s tongue touch Aunt Ouyang’s toes, I felt a disgusting sensation, like my beloved treasure had been scratched by a rat, or a fly had landed on my cherished food. Even though I didn’t have sex with Aunt Ouyang, and she wasn’t my woman, I still felt a strong sense of nausea, like witnessing my own woman being defiled.

“Haha, it tickles! You little rascal, your tongue is quite useful, haha!” Aunt Ouyang laughed unrestrainedly.

Seeing this, Zhao Chenyu put Aunt Ouyang’s big toe in his mouth, raised both hands, and supported Aunt Ouyang’s heel and foot.

“Smack!” A crisp slapping sound reached my ears as Aunt Ouyang’s foot swiftly kicked Zhao Chenyu’s hand.

“Who gave you the right to touch me with your stinky hands? Put them down!” Aunt Ouyang’s voice was still light and clear, but it was full of irrefutable domineering power.

Zhao Chenyu hurriedly placed his hands on his knees, stretched out his head, and his ugly tongue darted between Aunt Ouyang’s toes.

“Haha, you little rascal, you chatted with me on WeChat every day, asking about my well-being and trying to get close to me.”

“During the trip, you were quite diligent and sensible, always keeping things to yourself. But you had a camera pointed at my butt and chest, did you think I didn’t know? And it wasn’t just me; you took quite a few lewd photos of Jingyan and the others too, didn’t you? Hmm?”

“When you sent me photos a few days ago, you also included a picture of your own stinky dick. Then you deleted it and told me you sent it by mistake. You pretended to be innocent and asked me if I hadn’t seen anything.”

“Don’t you know whether you want me to see that photo of yours or not? Hmm?”

“Am I right, Zhao Chenyu?”

Aunt Ouyang continued her tirade while using her feet to humiliate Zhao Chenyu.

That’s when I understood why Aunt Ouyang had humiliated Zhao Chenyu so much. No wonder he was chasing after Aunt Ouyang and Jingyan to take pictures, but only politely snapped a few perfunctory photos of me and Chu Yun. Turns out, this kid had ulterior motives! And he even dared to send Aunt Ouyang photos of his genitals? I never expected that. But Aunt Ouyang has plenty of ways to deal with him; why bring him here in the first place?

“Is that right, Xiao Chenyu?” Aunt Ouyang pulled her foot out of Zhao Chenyu’s mouth. Her toes were covered in sticky saliva. Aunt Ouyang’s beautiful foot brushed against Zhao Chenyu’s face, and her toes pinched his ear again, pulling hard, just like a parent disciplining their naughty child, stern and inescapable.

“No…that’s right, that’s right, you’re absolutely right!”

Zhao Chenyu endured the pain and nodded repeatedly.

“Haha! You’re not angry at all after I said that? You really are a… obedient servant!” Aunt Ouyang grabbed Zhao Chenyu’s ears with her feet and spat at him.

I didn’t pay any attention to Zhao Chenyu kneeling on the ground like a eunuch. My gaze was entirely on Aunt Ouyang. Her two jade-like legs were slightly apart, and a loose nightgown was draped between her legs, covering her private parts but exposing her two flawless legs. I couldn’t see any trace of underwear at the base of Aunt Ouyang’s thighs.

Was she not wearing anything? What exactly is Aunt Ouyang trying to do?

“Uh…yes, whatever you say.” Zhao Chenyu’s ears and face were being wantonly played with by Aunt Ouyang’s two beautiful feet, yet he still obediently responded to her, just as Aunt Ouyang had said, acting like a dutiful servant. I don’t know why he endured this humiliation. Was it for a job? Surely not?

“Haha, not bad, not bad, very good boy, stand up.” Aunt Ouyang’s foot, like stroking a puppy’s foot, affectionately patted Zhao Chenyu’s face. Zhao Chenyu then stood in front of Aunt Ouyang.

“Didn’t you want me to see it? Take off your bathrobe and let me see it in person.” Aunt Ouyang crossed her legs and admired her “pet” with a smile.

“Okay!” Zhao Chenyu didn’t care at all about the insults Aunt Ouyang had given him earlier. He didn’t blush or skip a beat. Apart from the dried saliva marks and his ears being pulled red by Aunt Ouyang, he didn’t change at all, which I found unbelievable.

His bathrobe slipped off, and Zhao Chenyu stood naked in front of Aunt Ouyang.

“Ah—” Aunt Ouyang exclaimed softly, her hand involuntarily covering her mouth. With a breath, she immediately regained her calm and composed demeanor.

“Not bad.” Aunt Ouyang looked Zhao Chenyu up and down, and I also looked him over.

It has to be said that this kid’s ability to get into N University through sports was largely due to his well-built and athletic physique. His muscles were well-proportioned and his skin was bronze, clearly showing that he was a strong body that exercised regularly. Whether it was nervousness or something else, his strong chest muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles twitched involuntarily, exuding a strong aura of male hormones.

“He’s not tall, not handsome, and has so much hair on his legs!” Aunt Ouyang commented, frowning.

“But this thing of yours is really quite large, is it natural?” Aunt Ouyang’s gaze lingered on Zhao Chenyu’s crotch. There, a thick, sturdy black penis was slightly erect, longer than mine when fully erect, and also thicker in diameter, as if Zhao Chenyu had an extra baby’s arm between his legs.

“This… how could it not be something I was born with?” Zhao Chenyu shrank back, looking timid.

“Is it hard now?” Aunt Ouyang ignored him and continued to ask.

“A little bit.”

What does “a little bit” mean?

“Yeah, seeing how sexy and beautiful you are makes me want to get hard, but… I don’t dare… I have to hold back.” Zhao Chenyu said awkwardly.

“Huh? Haha! Hahaha!” Aunt Ouyang looked surprised at first when she heard him say that, but then she burst into laughter, so much so that I could hardly hold back my laughter.

“Oh dear! Oh dear! You little rascal, you’re going to make me laugh to death!”

“Haha!” Aunt Ouyang seemed to have truly come to regard Zhao Chenyu as her servant.

Zhao Chenyu crossed his arms in front of him, not daring to say anything. His sleazy and cowardly appearance was so embarrassing to look at.

“Turn around! Turn around so I can see!” Aunt Ouyang stopped laughing, but a charming smile still lingered on her rosy cheeks.

Zhao Chenyu obediently turned around, his timid and submissive demeanor exactly like that of an ancient servant. I really don’t know if he was acting or if it was real. If it was acting, he’d really be suited to be an actor in Hengdian World Studios; if it was real… haha, then I really can’t hold back anymore.

“So much hair, how come you’re covered in hair!” Aunt Ouyang kicked Zhao Chenyu’s muscular buttocks with her feet, and even teased Ban Kai as she looked at him, just like picking out a pet at a pet stall.

“This…this is just how I am,” Zhao Chenyu replied softly.

“That’s how it is, that’s how it is, right! That’s how much of a bastard you are, right! Yeah! You bastard!” Aunt Ouyang suddenly squeezed Zhao Chenyu’s buttocks hard, with such force that it was like a boxer pounding on a training post, venting her displeasure.

As for Zhao Chenyu, apart from not reacting at first and being kicked forward a step by Aunt Ouyang, he didn’t move after that.

“Phew, what? You’re really not going to get angry? Or are you planning to hold back and wait ten years for revenge?” Aunt Ouyang gently stroked her heaving chest and said to Zhao Chenyu with dissatisfaction.

“No, no,” Zhao Chenyu turned around, his thick penis and large testicles swinging from side to side due to inertia. I noticed that Aunt Ouyang’s eyes also swayed from side to side.

“It’s…it’s because…I…I don’t know why you did this, Mr. Ou…Mr. Lan, but you’ve always been very good to me. I think…I think you’re someone who cares about your subordinates. You must have your own troubles. If kicking me a few times makes you feel better, then kick me all you want. Anyway, I’m tough, hehe…hehe.” Zhao Chenyu scratched his head, looking silly and simple.

“Hmph! You little rascal, you’re not bad with words, are you?” Aunt Ouyang snorted lightly, her disdain turning into tenderness. Zhao Chenyu grinned foolishly.

“Get over here! Lie down on the ground! Here!” Aunt Ouyang laughed, pointing to the ground beneath her with her foot.

“Sigh!” Zhao Chenyu really did act like a servant, obediently agreeing, almost saying “yes.” Then he lay down at Aunt Ouyang’s feet, like a human footpad.

“You have a really good figure!” Aunt Ouyang’s feet were on Zhao Chenyu’s body, her soft soles gently rubbing against his chest and abdominal muscles, her toes lightly hooking and pinching Zhao Chenyu’s nipples.

“Hiss—” Zhao Chenyu groaned softly. But seeing him like this, Aunt Ouyang’s smile only deepened. Her two delicate feet were entwined around his nipples, pressing, kneading, and pinching them, wantonly playing with them.

“Ah—” Zhao Chenyu’s body trembled slightly, and he let out a muffled groan as he tried his best to suppress it.

“How does it feel, Xiaoyu?” I almost burst out laughing when I heard Aunt Ouyang’s nickname for him. For Zhao Chenyu, he was still one step away.

But then, watching Aunt Ouyang excitedly toying with Zhao Chenyu, even though Zhao Chenyu was being humiliated and trampled underfoot by Aunt Ouyang, Aunt Ouyang had never done these things with me. In other words, such intimate behavior was happening to a complete stranger. Thinking of this, sadness and displeasure welled up in my heart.

“It’s…it’s quite comfortable,” Zhao Chenyu hummed softly.

“Your nipples feel so good, you brat, you stinking servant! You dared to secretly record me while I was masturbating! Now you’re acting like a coward. Should I say you’re bold or cowardly?” Aunt Ouyang’s jade-like foot kicked his chin, like kicking away a small dog that had come wagging its tail and was feeling cold.

Secretly recording? When? Aunt Ouyang masturbating? I felt even more questions popping into my head.

“Uh! As long as Aunt Ouyang is comfortable, I’ll do anything! Anything!” Zhao Chenyu quickly pledged his loyalty.

“Really? Anything is fine?” Aunt Ouyang released her foot. Her hands slowly and gracefully brushed through her long, black, wavy hair, a few strands of hair tenderly entwining her fingers. As her fingers gently slid over her delicate earlobe, across her rose-red cheeks, and finally clung to the corner of Aunt Ouyang’s slightly upturned bright red lips, adding a touch of wanton and alluring charm to her enchanting figure.

Aunt Ouyang’s beautiful feet moved slowly across Zhao Chenyu’s bronze chest and abdominal muscles, reminding me of the National Day holiday when Aunt Ouyang’s bare, tender feet trod on the soft sand of the golden beach in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Finally, Aunt Ouyang’s soft instep gently lifted Zhao Chenyu’s thick, slightly hard penis.

I froze on the spot. The mockery I had just hurled at Zhao Chenyu seemed to transform into the irritating buzzing of flies, swarming around my ears.

I stared intently at Aunt Ouyang’s exquisitely beautiful feet, her soles as soft as milk, gently pinching Zhao Chenyu’s penis. As Aunt Ouyang’s soles moved up and down, Zhao Chenyu’s penis visibly swelled and became engorged with blood. Even I, looking through the peephole from outside, could see the veins on his penis throbbing.

“Ah…so big…” Aunt Ouyang couldn’t help but sigh softly, and she increased the speed at which she stroked the penis with her feet.

“President Lan…it feels so good!” Zhao Chenyu couldn’t help but sigh softly.

“You little brat! You’re actually feeling good now! How about I castrate you and use your thing to make wine? Hmm, that’s a good idea!” Aunt Ouyang rubbed the glans and coronal sulcus with her toes, and used her thumb to smear the prostatic fluid squeezed out of Zhao Chenyu’s urethra evenly on the purplish-red glans, making the already terrifying glans even more dazzling.

I stared in astonishment at Aunt Ouyang’s practiced movements. I wondered where she had learned them. Had Uncle Qin been treated like this by Aunt Ouyang before?

“No! President Lan! Aunt Ouyang! You can use anything, but please don’t use mine, it’s illegal!” Zhao Chenyu hurriedly begged for mercy, but his penis swelled and bounced forcefully. The hard shaft and hot temperature were transmitted to Aunt Ouyang’s soft soles, allowing her to truly feel the excessively explosive male hormones emanating from this cowardly “Little Yu”.

“It’s illegal! You even know that! Where’s the video?” Aunt Ouyang’s snow-white feet clamped tightly around Zhao Chenyu’s penis, as if binding his lifeline.

“Ah—it’s on…the phone, by the bedside…” Zhao Chenyu pointed to the phone on the bedside table. Aunt Ouyang grabbed it and threw it at him. He hurriedly unlocked it and, enduring the feeling below, tapped the phone twice before handing it to Aunt Ouyang.

Aunt Ouyang took the phone and tapped a few times.

“Ahhh… Xiaoyu… Waaaaah, Xiaoyu, don’t go! Xiaoyu! Lanlan wants you! She wants you to fuck her! Ahhhh!”

“Xuanyu, Xuanyu, fuck Lanlan to death… Waaah, fuck Lanlan to death!”

“Xuanyu! Ah! Lanlan is about to climax! It’s coming!”

“Ahh!”

Aunt Ouyang’s unrestrained moans, tinged with tears, instantly pierced my ears from the phone, leaving me frozen in place.

When is this…?

Was it…that day?

I realized that I had left Aunt Ouyang’s room that day and fallen asleep in the study. Aunt Ouyang started masturbating because of sexual desire and sadness, and Zhao Chenyu, for some reason, went up to the third floor and recorded a video of Aunt Ouyang masturbating.

And then…and then he sent it to Aunt Ouyang to help him? It’s a bit strange, but that’s all I can think of for now. I don’t know why Aunt Ouyang would react this way, because I’ve never met anyone who could help her.

The sound disappeared, which means Aunt Ouyang must have turned off the video.

“You’ve got some nerve! You took pictures, fine, but you could have just watched them secretly. How dare you let me know? You little rascal, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?” Aunt Ouyang swayed her jade-like legs, one foot clamping down hard on Zhao Chenyu’s face, kneading and tearing it at will.

My gaze was fixed on Aunt Ouyang’s stunning beauty. Her chin was slightly raised, her eyebrows were arched, her eyes were half-closed and lowered, flashing with angry fire. Her mouth was clenched tightly with resentment, and she had an air of dominance over the world, like a queen burning with anger, venting her dissatisfaction.

This is the first time I’ve seen Aunt Ouyang display such a wide range of facial expressions in such a short period of time.

Or rather, Zhao Chenyu is the first person who can make Aunt Ouyang’s face change as unpredictably as turning the pages of a book in a short period of time.

The sight of Aunt Ouyang before me filled me with both fear and a sense of unfamiliarity.

Which face is the real Aunt Ouyang?

Or perhaps, she was simply showing me her gentle and kind side? As I stared at this lewd scene, I fell into deep thought.

Zhao Chenyu, who was being trampled under Aunt Ouyang’s feet, did not put up any resistance.

With a “thud,” Aunt Ouyang casually tossed Zhao Chenyu’s phone onto the ground like a piece of junk.

“Oh—” Zhao Chenyu cried out in distress.

“Tch! If it breaks, I’ll buy you a new one. I’ll buy ten. Is that enough for you?” Aunt Ouyang said dismissively.

“No…it’s nothing, it’s just a phone. I just didn’t expect you to throw it away, hehe,” Zhao Chenyu explained with a forced smile.

“I deleted it from your phone. Tell me honestly, did you have a backup?” Aunt Ouyang pressed her jade-like foot down, slamming Zhao Chenyu’s hard penis, which was pointing straight at the ceiling, onto his firm abdominal muscles, with a strong sense of threat.

“No…no, I really don’t dare…” Zhao Chenyu’s lips trembled.

“That’s more like it. Originally… I wouldn’t say anything if you kept some of my photos on your phone for your own enjoyment. I’ve posted them on Douyin and Weibo before, and I don’t even bother looking at those filthy men’s fantasies. But… this time you crossed my line. I’ll delete the video, but if I find out you have a backup, I’ll really castrate your thing!” Aunt Ouyang lightly wiped her hair, speaking these domineering words with a nonchalant air, and then pressed her jade foot down again, as if trying to embed Zhao Chenyu’s hard penis into his abdominal muscles.

“No, no, I’m just telling you the truth, aren’t I?” Zhao Chenyu explained.

Bottom line? What bottom line? Let me tell you honestly.

What’s going on here? I feel like even though I’ve been eavesdropping outside the door for so long, I still don’t know the whole story.

Why did Aunt Ouyang allow Zhao Chenyu to engage in such intimate behavior with her?

Just as I was pondering this, I saw Aunt Ouyang pressing one of her jade-like feet against Zhao Chenyu’s penis, while the white toes of her other jade-like foot haphazardly rubbed against the glans and frenulum, and she was muttering something like she was riding on air.

“Still not ejaculating! You stinky dick, still not ejaculating!”

“You damned slave! Your dog’s dick hasn’t ejaculated yet! Ejaculate now! Ejaculate now!”

“You stinky dick, it’s so hard! Hurry up and cum! All you do is leak! Cum! Haha! Cum, cum!”

Aunt Ouyang’s two jade-like feet clamped around Zhao Chenyu’s penis and moved it up and down rapidly. Zhao Chenyu’s hot penis and Aunt Ouyang’s tender soles were both covered in sticky prostatic fluid, glistening with a lewd luster. Her big toe spread wide as much as possible, struggling to get stuck in the coronal sulcus, as if trying to break it off. Her pink soles stomped and rubbed Zhao Chenyu’s huge testicles, as if playing with a water balloon.

Aunt Ouyang’s expressions and noises were unpredictable, sometimes fiercely cursing, sometimes indulging in unrestrained, wanton laughter, as if under a spell, treating Zhao Chenyu’s penis as a warm toy, venting her pent-up desires wildly. I seemed to see a seductive queen, playing with her male lover in a frivolous way.

“Ah—uh!” Zhao Chenyu gasped for breath, his body trembling involuntarily, as if he had been revived by an electric shock. Sometimes he would jump up shyly, sometimes his abdominal muscles would roll like waves, and the strong muscles on his thighs would be as tense as a taut bowstring. He didn’t know if it was because Aunt Ouyang’s rough movements hurt him, or if he was trying his best to suppress some kind of primal urge.

“You stinky dick! You stinky dick! Why aren’t you cum yet! Don’t hold back! Xiaoyu! Cum already!” Aunt Ouyang yelled.

“President Lan! I couldn’t hold back! Really!” Zhao Chenyu squeezed out these words through his heavy breathing.

“Pretending to be innocent! Humph!” Aunt Ouyang snorted again, giving up on stomping on Zhao Chenyu’s penis. The thick, fleshy rod instantly sprang up, swayed slightly a few times, and then stood erect again, pointing straight up to the sky.

“Stinky dick! Stinky dick!”

Seeing Zhao Chenyu’s penis erect again, Aunt Ouyang couldn’t help but kick it a few times, but Zhao Chenyu’s penis swayed like a flagpole in the wind, but wouldn’t fall down. “Dirty dick! So hard! My toes are killing me, and you still haven’t ejaculated! You really couldn’t hold back?” Aunt Ouyang complained.

“Really not! I…” Zhao Chenyu stood up slightly to explain.

“So annoying! Go wash up!” Aunt Ouyang flung her leg away and turned to lie down on the bed.

“I…I’m going right now.” Zhao Chenyu, swinging his penis, disappeared from sight. A moment later, the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Aunt Ouyang turned her head to look in the direction of the bathroom, sighed with relief, then turned over and lifted her feet. Her ten jade toes were sticky and sticky. She skillfully fiddled with them a few times, and there was a stringy sticky substance between her toes. It looked as if Aunt Ouyang’s delicate jade feet had been defiled.

“That bastard!” Aunt Ouyang muttered under her breath.

Her delicate hand glided over the flawless curves of her body, caressing her firm, rounded buttocks, her expression grave. She seemed to be deep in thought. Then, her hand moved forward and disappeared between her legs.

“Ah—” A suppressed yet long groan escaped from Aunt Ouyang’s red lips, sending a jolt through my body.

Aunt Ouyang immediately shut her mouth again, glancing nervously towards the bathroom, but between her tightly closed legs, her fingers moved faster and faster.

“Ah ah—” Aunt Ouyang pursed her lower lip tightly, but deep moans still kept squeezing out from the corners of her mouth.

“So annoying, ugh—” Aunt Ouyang quickly pulled her hand away and glanced at it; her fingers were already covered in vaginal fluid.

“Bastards! They’re all bastards!” Aunt Ouyang slammed her fist into the pillow, the soft pillow dented by the blow, but quickly springing back to its original shape—just like before she hit it.

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and the sound of shuffling footsteps filled the air. Zhao Chenyu reappeared in my sight, his thick penis swinging from side to side.

“Um… President Lan… hehe” Zhao Chenyu stood awkwardly by the bed, unsure of where to put his hands, which nervously dangled in front of him. His large penis slightly raised its thick shaft, swaying from side to side, as if showing off.

Aunt Ouyang gently smoothed her disheveled hair, leaving her rosy face completely exposed to Zhao Chenyu and me, as well as the glans and urethral opening directly in front of her.

I swallowed hard, feeling like something big was about to happen.

“Why did it go soft?” Aunt Ouyang asked.

“Uh…I…I…” Zhao Chenyu stammered.

“Am I not beautiful?” Aunt Ouyang gently raised her hand, and the nightgown covering her legs was gently wiped away, revealing her smooth and slender legs to Zhao Chenyu without reservation.

“Ms. Lan, you are absolutely gorgeous.” Zhao Chenyu’s breathing quickened as he flattered her.

“Then why aren’t you hard? Hmm? Are you holding back again? What’s there to hold back?” Aunt Ouyang’s series of questions not only confused Zhao Chenyu, but also left me, who was peeping outside, completely bewildered.

Aunt Ouyang looked Zhao Chenyu up and down, and finally her gaze fell on Zhao Chenyu’s thick penis. Whether Zhao Chenyu saw it or not, at that moment, Zhao Chenyu’s penis visibly twitched.

Aunt Ouyang pursed her lips and kept combing her beautiful hair.

“Xiao Yuzi!” Aunt Ouyang called softly.

I thought they were calling “Xiaoyu,” and I almost blurted out “Hey!”

“Oh! President Lan!” Zhao Chenyu replied, bowing low.

“Have you ever thought about sleeping with your aunt?” Aunt Ouyang’s question left me frozen in place.

What?! Going to bed?! What is Aunt Ouyang doing?!

“This…this…” Zhao Chenyu stammered, unsure of what to say. But its penis, after throbbing violently a few times, slowly grew harder and harder.

“Haha…haha…no need to ponder this anymore, your rascal has already answered for you.” Aunt Ouyang’s silvery laughter echoed in the air, making me even more puzzled.

“Hey… Black…” Zhao Chenyu still had that silly, goofy look.

“Hmph! Stupid and dull!” Aunt Ouyang glared at him, then said, “If I gave you the chance, would you dare?”

My brows furrowed instantly, a wave of doubt washing over me. What was Aunt Ouyang up to? Was she joking?

She wanted to test Zhao Chenyu; if he had any ulterior motives, she would immediately kick him out and make him get lost!

Right?

Is that right?

That must be it, right?

“Uh… I dare! I’ll do whatever you say! If you tell me to go east, I’ll never go west!” Zhao Chenyu hesitated for only half a second with surprise before quickly nodding in agreement.

“Haha, aren’t you afraid of dying?”

“Being able to be a playboy under President Lan’s skirt is also a happy thing.” Zhao Chenyu’s breathing was rapid, and his fully hard penis twitched again, as if it were nodding.

That kid, he was really quick to act.

“Haha! Then… lie here obediently.”

Aunt Ouyang shifted her delicate body further into the bed, her orchid-like fingertips gently gesturing towards the bed for Zhao Chenyu. My heart was in turmoil, indescribable. I didn’t know what expression to make—fear? tension? apprehension? anger? sadness?

Things had taken an unexpected turn. My left foot involuntarily extended forward, as if drawn by a mysterious force; while my right foot subconsciously retreated, as if fleeing from unknown fears.

Zhao Chenyu, meanwhile, lay nervously on the spot where Aunt Ouyang’s body temperature still lingered.

There, it seems, the fragrance and warmth of Aunt Ouyang still linger.