Chapter 112

silence.

A deathly silence.

Only my pale face was reflected on the phone screen.

I glanced at the date; it was after summer vacation. Did Zhao Chenyu crack the software so early?

And then there’s Yue Feng… He once told me that no one could crack his software encryption.

But what about the author himself?

I suddenly remembered that when I was packing up Zhao Chenyu’s filming equipment, he often used those glasses with a camera… Yue Feng seemed to have used them in the video he sent me as well.

Could it be that they were already in contact? Or was it all part of a setup?

And Mu Qianning, why did she send me all this? Why did she send me videos before? What is she doing now? What did she mean by that sentence she said?

My mother, Xuanman, Jingyan, Aunt Ouyang, and Lingze… the most important people in my life, their images have become very blurry at this moment. What is going on?

I rubbed my throbbing temples hard, trying to stop myself from thinking.

Because if I want to know what happens next, I can only continue to endure the heartache and keep watching.

I clicked on the next video.

The scene is again the living room of a detached villa, and there’s a rainbow sofa.

Zhao Chenyu sat naked on the blue and green leather. My mother and my sister Xuanman, also completely naked, knelt on the carpet in front of him, squeezed between his spread legs.

A voluptuous, mature, and alluringly curvaceous body, and a youthful, vibrant, and shapely figure, mother and daughter knelt side by side before the same man, completely exposed. The exact time was impossible to determine, nor the cause and effect unknown; only the shockingly lewd scene before them remained.

Have Mom and Xuanman already… compromised?

“Mmm! Mmm! Hmm—” Leaning over, her head bobbed up and down rapidly, her mouth stretched wide, her cheeks bulging, she was diligently swallowing and spitting out Zhao Chenyu’s hard penis, making ambiguous sounds.

Zhao Chenyu casually stroked Xuanman’s shoulder-length black hair with one hand, while his other hand naturally reached for his mother beside him. But his mother clearly resisted; she stiffly pulled back, avoiding Zhao Chenyu’s touch.

“Wanyi,” Zhao Chenyu said gently, “lick it with Xuanman~” “No way~” her mother refused softly.

Zhao Chenyu stopped pressuring his mother and focused his attention on Xuanman.

This made the mother feel somewhat awkward. She knelt awkwardly between Zhao Chenyu’s legs, unable to get up and leave. She could only gently place one hand on Zhao Chenyu’s muscular thigh, while the other hand softly stroked Xuanman’s smooth back—just like when she watched Xuanman wolf down her food as a child.

However, the heartwarming scene between mother and daughter that once existed has now been given a completely opposite color, leaving only heartbreaking debauchery.

“Gulp…uh…” Xuanman suddenly swallowed Zhao Chenyu’s penis even deeper, the deep throating making a “gurgling” sound in her throat.

Zhao Chenyu tilted his head back and let out a satisfied growl: “That was so good~ Xuanman was amazing~” His mother frowned, a worried look on her face. She gently patted Xuanman’s back and whispered, “Xuanman, don’t do that…it’ll hurt.” She then looked up at Zhao Chenyu, her eyes full of resentment. “Pfft—cough cough!” Xuanman suddenly spat out the penis in her mouth, the sticky saliva stretching into long strands that flowed down the wet, glistening shaft.

The mother couldn’t help but complain, “Xuanman, what are you doing…” Xuanman turned her face, smiled mischievously, and teased, “Mom, Zhao Chenyu has been telling me these past few days~ You’ve been ‘swallowing’ this bastard quite a bit these past few months!” Upon hearing this, the mother instantly raised her hand as if to hit him, but in the end, she didn’t bring it down. Instead, she stammered and retorted, “I…I was…taking care of him…” As soon as she said that, two red clouds flew up on her own cheeks.

Xuanman drawled out her words in a sarcastic tone, “Yes, yes, yes, take care of him~ all-around, no-dead-angle ‘care’!” As she spoke, she ran her fingers over the corresponding parts of Zhao Chenyu’s body, “His penis, testicles, crotch, and asshole… I heard Mom cleaned this bastard thoroughly, then put his penis in her mouth and squeezed out all the ‘dirt’ inside! Hehe!” “You brat!” Her mother was completely enraged and grabbed Xuanman’s ear, causing Xuanman to cry out in pain. But this playful fight between mother and daughter seemed particularly strange and twisted in the current situation.

To my surprise, Xuanman’s behavior was frighteningly natural, even as mischievous as before. And her mother, aside from embarrassment and annoyance, seemed to have accepted the situation. I couldn’t believe that Xuanman could be so forgiving, and that her mother had compromised to such an extent.

Amidst the commotion, Xuanman’s saliva-covered hand gripped the base of the penis and twisted it, aiming the glistening, purplish-red glans directly at her mother’s lips.

The mother instinctively shrank back, glared at Xuanman, then looked up and frowned at Zhao Chenyu.

Zhao Chenyu simply reached out and gently touched his mother’s cheek with his fingertips. His mother’s eyes flickered, she sighed softly, lowered her head, opened her red lips, and carefully took the large glans into her mouth.

“Oh, oh, oh~” Xuanman said sourly from the side, “Mom is so gentle~” Mom’s mouth was still covered, but her hand had already reached to Xuanman’s waist.

“Ah—don’t twist!” Xuanman cried out with a laugh, her body lunging forward to bury her head deep in Zhao Chenyu’s crotch. She tilted her head, her mouth pressed against the base of his penis, gently taking it in, forming a strange symmetrical position with her mother.

My mother and my sister, one above the other, both with their heads bowed, were intently serving the same man’s penis.

Zhao Chenyu’s scarred abdomen twitched with pleasure as he uttered a blissful exclamation: “So comfortable…it’s really…mother and daughter together…” This scene looked strangely harmonious, like a distorted portrait of a family, full of immorality and taboo, yet strangely harmonious.

“Sizzle~ Hmm~” “Pop~ Mmm~ Mm-pop~” The sounds of swallowing, panting, and sighing rose and fell in the living room.

Zhao Chenyu’s large hands kept stroking the tops of his mother’s and Xuanman’s heads. His penis became increasingly shiny and lustrous under the alternating service of those two cherry-like mouths. His prostatic fluid, his mother’s saliva, and Xuanman’s saliva were completely intertwined and inseparable.

Just as this eerie “harmonious” scene continued, the sound of a key turning and a door opening suddenly came from the entrance hall! This was followed by a series of slightly chaotic footsteps, and the next second, two figures that I knew all too well appeared at the entrance to the living room with astonished expressions.

It’s Aunt Ouyang and Jingyan!

The mother and Xuanman, kneeling between Zhao Chenyu’s legs, instinctively looked up, their eyes meeting those of Aunt Ouyang, who had suddenly intruded. All four of them widened their eyes simultaneously, their mouths agape, yet no sound came out. The air froze.

“Ah! It’s Sister Lan and Senior Sister~” Zhao Chenyu reacted the fastest. He suddenly grabbed the thin silk blanket from the sofa and wrapped it haphazardly around his mother and Xuanman’s naked bodies. He quickly got up, trying to cover up some indecent sights with his body. His tone was flustered and forced calmness, “You… how did you get here?” Through his slightly trembling voice, I could tell that this encounter was also an accident for him.

“Sure enough… it’s here…” Aunt Ouyang took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, her voice low.

Jingyan, standing next to him, covered her mouth with her hands, which trembled slightly. Her gaze shifted back and forth between the naked Zhao Chenyu, her mother wrapped in a blanket and shivering, and Xuanman. Her body swayed slightly, and she was so shocked that she could hardly stand.

The familiar two people and their familiar positions instantly brought back some awkward memories to my mind.

“Aunt Liu… Xuanman… this is…” Jingyan murmured softly in shock.

Under the covers, the mother huddled in fear, instinctively holding Xuanman tightly in her arms, desperately trying to hide her daughter deeper under the covers, even though she herself was barely clothed and in a disheveled state.

However, after the initial shock and shame, Xuanman quickly realized the situation. She suddenly threw off part of the blanket covering her and wrapped it all around her mother, while she herself remained calmly naked.

“Xuanman! You…” The mother’s voice trembled violently, her eyes unable to meet Aunt Ouyang’s gaze, and she couldn’t understand her daughter’s behavior at this moment.

“It’s alright, Wanyi…” Zhao Chenyu tried to ease the tension, but before he could finish speaking, Aunt Ouyang walked straight towards him, her hand raised high—“Slap—” A crisp slap echoed in the living room! Everyone was stunned.

After Aunt Ouyang finished hitting him, she looked Zhao Chenyu up and down, who was covering his face. Her gaze finally settled on his slightly hard penis covered in saliva, as well as on his mother squatting on the ground next to him. Her expression was extremely complicated.

She ignored Zhao Chenyu and went straight to her mother, bending down to pull her up from the ground. She shielded her mother from Zhao Chenyu with her body, tightly hugging her shivering mother wrapped in a blanket, and said with her back to everyone, “Jingyan, you and Xuanman keep an eye on this guy. Your Aunt Liu and I will go to the bedroom first.” The scene flashed.

Upon entering the bedroom, on the blue sheets, a still-shaken mother, wrapped in a blanket, sat side by side with Aunt Ouyang on the edge of the bed.

“So… it started the day I left Hawaii—no… it started a long time ago.” Aunt Ouyang lowered her head and gave a self-deprecating bitter smile.

It seems that Mom and Aunt Ouyang explained the origins of her ill-fated relationship with Zhao Chenyu.

“So, you know about my situation now, right? That little bastard told you everything?” Aunt Ouyang asked.

Mom nodded and wrapped the blanket tighter around herself.

“Sister,” Aunt Ouyang’s voice softened a little, tinged with weariness and confusion, “What are you thinking?” Mom regained some composure, her eyes flickered a few times, and finally settled into a blank stare: “I don’t know what I’m thinking… Every time it’s like living in a drunken stupor, I regret it when I wake up. Every time I regret it, it’s like piling dry tinder into my body, and seeing him… is like a fire…” I remembered that night, the way Mom quietly sobbed alone on the balcony. There must have been more than one night like that…

“Me too…” Aunt Ouyang stretched her arms back, propped herself up on the bed, leaned back, and looked up at the ceiling, as if confiding in the void. “Ever since I found out that Old Qin wasn’t behaving himself in the South either… I guess I’ve come to terms with it.” She paused, turned to look at her mother, “What about Bowen? I know a few people at his workplace have feelings for him.” “Bowen… no…” Her mother shook her head, her sadness only deepening. But she seemed to suddenly grasp some crucial information, and abruptly looked up at Aunt Ouyang: “You just said… Old Qin…?” “Yes!” Aunt Ouyang nodded. “That rascal, he was dishonest even when he was young.” “Sigh~ Back then, we both had our eyes on him.” Her mother sighed, her words filled with nostalgia for their youth.

“Sister, nothing really happened between you two?” Aunt Ouyang seemed like a completely different person, her tone becoming gossipy. She even started talking about her husband with her best friend. The change in atmosphere was so rapid that even I, watching from outside the screen, was taken aback.

“I only linked arms with him.” Looking sincerely into Aunt Ouyang’s eyes, Mom solemnly said, “In this life, I’ve only had two men. One was Bowen, who gave me love and a home, and the other…” Mom glanced at the door, “He gave me desire and madness.” Staring at this scene, I was utterly bewildered. Do women always talk like this? Just moments ago they were tensely dealing with the current chaotic situation, and suddenly the topic jumped to Uncle Qin from twenty years ago? Aunt Ouyang, on the other hand, looked at me with the curiosity of a young girl listening to gossip.

That’s strange.

“I can’t tell the difference that clearly.” Aunt Ouyang, who was usually decisive, actually said such a thing. “I think you… are confused too.” “Hmm…” Mom responded softly, her trembling subsiding considerably.

“Do you remember playing house when you were little?” Aunt Ouyang suddenly smiled, a bitter smile in her eyes. “We both said we’d marry the same person so we could be together forever.” “That’s such a small thing,” Mom smiled helplessly.

“Now it’s all right,” Aunt Ouyang’s smile became somewhat relieved, as if she had resigned herself to her fate, “We sisters really were both… taken advantage of by the same little rascal.”

“I haven’t seen this little guy for half a year.” Aunt Ouyang stared at the ceiling and continued talking to herself.

“Actually, the first time I was separated from this little guy, I was almost going crazy. You should remember that time.” Aunt Ouyang looked at her mother.

Mom suddenly realized: “It was during that time when I asked you what happened, and you wouldn’t answer me?” Aunt Ouyang nodded: “Yes. And this time, after he was discharged from the hospital, I didn’t look for him. I was hesitant, I didn’t know if I should continue to look for him, but after seeing you, it seems… everything made sense.” After saying that, Aunt Ouyang did something that left me speechless. She lay back on the blue sheets, spread her legs, and began to slowly take off her black stockings. To my surprise, under the stockings, Aunt Ouyang was wearing very ordinary white boxer briefs.

I was quite puzzled. When did Aunt Ouyang, who always pursues a sexy and sophisticated look, start wearing such conservative underwear? This style is more like what my mother used to wear.

Then, under my mother’s questioning gaze, Aunt Ouyang slowly pulled down her boxer briefs, revealing the sanitary napkin underneath—it was already visibly damp. What shocked me even more was that Aunt Ouyang’s pubic area, even after six months, still had neatly trimmed heart-shaped pubic hair. At the tightly closed pink vulva at the bottom of the heart-shaped pubic hair, clear, viscous love fluid was slowly flowing out, stretching out thin, silvery strands.

Aunt Ouyang pointed to her wet private parts and said to my mother, “Sister Wanyi, losing something after having it is truly the hardest thing to bear.” My mother looked at the scene before her and was completely speechless, her face filled with shock and the bittersweet feeling of sharing the same pain.

The two mature women, both mothers, lay side by side, snuggling together, the atmosphere shifting from a tense standoff to something incredibly eerie.

Suddenly remembering something, Mom asked Aunt Ouyang worriedly, “Where’s Jingyan? What happened to Jingyan? How could she…” Aunt Ouyang shook her head helplessly, her face showing confusion: “Who knows… How could such a well-behaved and obedient girl… fall in love with this kind of chaos and excitement? I can’t understand it either. Not only can’t I understand it, but I’m trapped in it myself.” Mom frowned, her tone resolute: “I really can’t… I can’t hurt Xuanyu. Absolutely not.” Aunt Ouyang’s eyes dimmed, her tone becoming somewhat weak and hesitant: “Actually… Jingyan and I… we saw Xuanyu and a girl… in bed.” Mom was instantly struck dumb, exclaiming, “What!” I, too, felt a wave of helplessness—it was about Zhao Qingjun and me having a drunken one-night stand.

Next, in the video, Aunt Ouyang whispered to my mother how she and Jingyan accidentally stumbled upon me and Zhao Qingjun in bed.

After hearing this, Mom covered her face with her hands, her whole body going limp, and she murmured in a tearful voice, “What kind of mess is this… what on earth is going on…” Aunt Ouyang stood up: “Let’s leave here first, we can discuss his matter later.” Mom nodded silently.

The scene shifts again, this time to the second bedroom on the first floor.

Zhao Chenyu had put on a pair of underwear, but that was all he was wearing. Xuanman had also put on a large T-shirt and shorts, and sat on a chair a little away from the bed, her head down, so her expression was not visible.

Jingyan sat on the edge of the bed, deliberately keeping her distance from Zhao Chenyu, arms crossed, her face still looking very unpleasant.

“So that’s how it is! Zhao Chenyu, you bastard! Scumbag!” Jingyan pointed at Zhao Chenyu and cursed.

Zhao Chenyu, however, didn’t seem to care. Instead, he chuckled, got up, and sat down next to Jingyan, saying with a grin, “Go ahead and scold me, I’m listening.” Jingyan was speechless with anger at his shameless behavior, unable to utter a curse. She shifted her position in disgust, trying to get away from him, but Zhao Chenyu followed suit, deliberately pressing closer to her, gradually forcing her towards the headboard until she had nowhere to retreat. “Get away from me!” Jingyan instantly stood up and turned around, pointing a finger at Zhao Chenyu’s nose, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist and yanked her forcefully into his arms! “Ah—” Jingyan cried out, losing her balance and falling face-first onto Zhao Chenyu’s bare chest.

“Zhao Chenyu, let go!” Jingyan roared, struggling to pry open Zhao Chenyu’s arms that were wrapped around her waist.

“No way~” Zhao Chenyu’s voice was teasing. “Senior, we haven’t seen each other in a long time. Don’t be so angry~ Let’s communicate properly.” “Get out!” Jingyan struggled violently.

“Hey senior, I helped you so much, don’t hit me!” Zhao Chenyu continued his shameless act. “You—” Jingyan knew exactly what had happened and was immediately furious.

“Senior, if you’re really unhappy, you can have a ‘deep’ talk with me.” Zhao Chenyu grinned mischievously, and suddenly grabbed Jingyan’s full, perky buttocks, which were taut under her yoga pants!

“Ah—Ugh!” Jingyan’s mouth opened in surprise as her sensitive lower body was suddenly attacked, but Zhao Chenyu held her cheek with his other hand and silenced her with his lips!

“Ugh—Pfft—Zhao Chenyu, don’t kiss me! It’s disgusting!” Jingyan struggled to turn her head away, but Zhao Chenyu’s raised hand had already fallen.

“Smack—!” A crisp slap sounded, striking Jingyan’s firm, elastic buttocks. Jingyan shuddered violently, as if struck by electricity, and her struggles weakened instantly. Taking advantage of the moment, Zhao Chenyu captured her lips again and kissed her even more deeply.

“Pop! Mmm~ Sizzle~ Mmm!” Jingyan’s sobs were broken by the kiss. The more she twisted her body and tried to resist, the harder Zhao Chenyu pinched and slapped her buttocks.

“Slap! Slap! Slap!” The crisp slapping sounds rang out, mixed with the wet sounds of kissing and Jingyan’s increasingly distorted moans. Sitting in the chair, Xuanman stared at the two who were making love, her legs rubbing together.

“Pop~” After a long while, Zhao Chenyu finally released her mouth, looking at Jingyan in his arms, panting and with dazed eyes, and chuckled, “Senior is still senior, nothing has changed. Your mouth is still so hard, and your body is still so soft.” “Zhao Chenyu, don’t—uh~ um!” Jingyan wanted to say something, but her lips were once again sealed by his domineering kiss. This time, her struggles were barely perceptible. Her hands, which had been pushing him away, had somehow become softly resting on Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders, and even unconsciously began to wrap around his neck.

I stared at the screen, a wave of sorrow washing over me. I often massaged Jingyan’s buttocks, sometimes even harder than Zhao Chenyu was doing now, but Jingyan’s reaction had never been this intense. Could it really be as Jingyan confessed to Aunt Ouyang, that only forbidden contact with anyone other than me could give her true stimulation and pleasure?

“Mmm~ Mmm~” Watching Jingyan’s arms completely wrap around Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders, her affectionate nasal voice became more and more obvious, and sweeter and sweeter.

My heart is filled with complex emotions…

Just then.

The door creaked open.

Zhao Chenyu and Jingyan, who were locked in a passionate kiss, suddenly parted their lips and looked towards the door.

It was Mom and Aunt Ouyang.

The mother stared at Jingyan, who was still riding on Zhao Chenyu with swollen lips, her hands still on Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders, her expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

“Xuanman, get dressed. Let’s leave here first,” Aunt Ouyang said.

“Oh~” Xuanman responded, and Jingyan also realized what was happening. As if she had been burned, she hurriedly jumped off Zhao Chenyu, looking flustered.

“Sister Lan~ You… are you leaving already?” Zhao Chenyu stood up and walked up to Aunt Ouyang to ask, but what he got in return was “slap—” another crisp slap!

“Alright, now it’s symmetrical from left to right,” Aunt Ouyang said with a smile.

“Let’s go~” She didn’t look at Zhao Chenyu again, took her mother’s hand, gestured to Xuanman and Jingyan, and turned to walk out first.

The screen went black, and the video ended.

Staring at the dark screen, I suddenly remembered Aunt Ouyang’s stunned expression when we were having hot pot that day, and the group photo of Aunt Ouyang’s mother and the other three on WeChat Moments.

Could this be the day? After witnessing something like this, will they still be able to enjoy a happy trip together?

Did they really leave like that on this day?

Why is Aunt Ouyang so indifferent to Zhao Chenyu?

My finger is already hovering over the next video.

I pressed it.

The camera remained fixed on the living room of that detached villa; the familiar layout numbed me.

The sound of the door opening came from the entrance hall. This time, only Aunt Ouyang Lan and her mother came in. They saw her doing push-ups on the carpet in the center of the living room, her bronze back muscles covered with fine beads of sweat.

“You little bastard, get up.” Aunt Ouyang’s voice was cold. Zhao Chenyu stopped what he was doing, stood up shirtless, sweat streaming down his chest. He walked to the sofa and sat down. Aunt Ouyang naturally sat on the red leather side to his right, while his mother sat on the blue side to his left. Perhaps because Aunt Ouyang was present, his mother deliberately kept a slight distance from Zhao Chenyu, leaning slightly to the side of the sofa.

The coincidence was frightening—Aunt Ouyang was wearing a bright red bodycon dress today, which matched the color of the sofa she was sitting on perfectly, while my mother was wearing a blue dress. Everything was just right.

Aunt Ouyang cut to the chase, her sharp gaze fixed on Zhao Chenyu: “I’m here today to talk to you about something. You have to choose between me and Wanyi.” Zhao Chenyu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, “Sister Lan, what difference does it make whether I choose Wanyi or you? It’s not a matter of choosing one over the other anymore.” “Quite clever,” Aunt Ouyang scoffed, unsurprised. “Then I’ll give you two options.” “First, our relationship will last a maximum of two years. After two years, all ties will be severed completely, including your relationship with Xuanman.” “Or,” Aunt Ouyang pulled a bank card from her purse and slammed it on the coffee table, “There’s two million in this card. Take the money and leave now. Think it over.” With that, she leaned back on the sofa, arms crossed, calmly observing Zhao Chenyu’s reaction.

Zhao Chenyu’s gaze lingered on Aunt Ouyang’s face for a moment, then swept over the bank card, and finally, he slowly turned his head to look at his mother on the other side.

Feeling his gaze, the mother lowered her head and said softly, “Two years from now, I will definitely return to my family.” These words seemed to be spoken to Zhao Chenyu, but also to herself.

I silently calculated that it would take about two years, which would be when my mother finished her doctorate.

Zhao Chenyu thought for a few seconds, and unexpectedly, he didn’t touch the card. Instead, he suddenly reached out and put his arm around Aunt Ouyang’s waist.

“Tsk tsk tsk…” Aunt Ouyang didn’t seem to mind his sweaty body at all. Instead, she leaned closer to him and ran her slender fingers over the hideous scars on his upper body.

The meaning is self-evident.

Aunt Ouyang brought her red lips close to Zhao Chenyu’s ear, her breath sweet as orchids, but her voice carried a hint of ruthlessness: “Then it’s settled, within two years, even if I drain you dry… you’ll have to accept it.” Zhao Chenyu nodded solemnly.

Aunt Ouyang stared coldly at Zhao Chenyu, who returned her gaze without flinching. Their eyes met in a silent exchange, as if electricity were coursing through them. Mom watched them nervously, sensing the tense atmosphere. She instinctively tiptoed, as if trying to stand up and leave this dangerous place, but ultimately fell back down, involuntarily shifting slightly towards the purple leather sofa in the center.

Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu were still staring at each other, but their faces were getting closer and closer, and their heads were tilted to one side at the same time.

This is to…

“Not bad, this is the one I like, the reckless little rascal…” Aunt Ouyang’s tone remained icy, but her breath was already on Zhao Chenyu’s face. Zhao Chenyu swallowed hard, and his lips had just slightly parted—”Ugh!” Aunt Ouyang’s mouth instantly pressed against his.

“Mmm~ Hmm~” A seductive moan escaped Aunt Ouyang’s throat. She straddled Zhao Chenyu, her arms expertly wrapping tightly around his neck, her hands eagerly rubbing the back of his head.

Zhao Chenyu reacted instantly, wrapping his arm around Aunt Ouyang’s waist and lingering on her alluring curves.

“Mmm~ kiss~ sizzle~ mmm~ ah mmm~” Aunt Ouyang’s nose and throat overflowed with continuous seductive moans. She seemed to have instantly transformed from a cold and aloof older sister into a passionate and fiery woman, kissing Zhao Chenyu frantically, even sticking out her tongue to lick his lips up and down like a puppy.

The mother sat to one side, staring in disbelief, her face filled with astonishment.

“Hmm~ you little rascal~ do you miss me? Or have you forgotten me now that you have Wanyi?” Aunt Ouyang’s face was flushed, her voice was so charming it was almost dripping with water, her waist swayed seductively, and her hips rubbed against Zhao Chenyu’s thighs back and forth, like a water snake thirsting for moisture.

“How could that be?” Zhao Chenyu replied with a smile, “I’ll be there for you whenever you need me.” “Haha~ You make yourself sound so pitiful~ You little rascal~ You’ve ruined me, and now you’ve ruined my sister~ How should I punish you? Hmm?” Aunt Ouyang stuck out her tongue and licked Zhao Chenyu’s face, making Mom frown and lean back on the other side of the sofa, her eyes showing even more intent to leave.

Zhao Chenyu turned around and pinned Aunt Ouyang down on the sofa, saying, “That depends on how much you miss me, Sister Lan.” Aunt Ouyang wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes glazed over, “I missed you so much~” As she finished speaking, her long legs wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s waist.

“Hurry up and let me see your naughty fellow, is he alright? Haha~” Aunt Ouyang teased.

Upon seeing this, the mother suddenly stood up, her face full of embarrassment, wanting to escape this scene that made her blush.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chenyu immediately got off Aunt Ouyang, leaving Aunt Ouyang, who was in the throes of passion, and hurriedly went forward to hug his mother.

“Ah—Zhao Chenyu…I’ll go somewhere else first, you two go first—Mmm!” Before his mother could finish speaking, Zhao Chenyu kissed her lips domineeringly.

He kissed her as he moved his feet, half-pushing and half-pulling his mother back onto the sofa.

Seeing this, Aunt Ouyang said sarcastically, “You little rascal, you really are fickle! You got up without a word and just left me here?” Hearing this, Mom was the first to react. She nudged Zhao Chenyu on top of her and turned her mouth away, saying, “Zhao Chenyu~ you first…” But the words caught in her throat. First what? Kiss Aunt Ouyang first? How could she say that?

Zhao Chenyu straightened up and pulled Aunt Ouyang over as well, making her and her mother squeeze side by side in the purple corner of the sofa, as if Zhao Chenyu had trapped them inside.

The mother’s lips were still damp and she looked embarrassed; Aunt Ouyang, on the other hand, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, looking amused.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, the red on Aunt Ouyang’s clothes and the blue on my mother’s clothes, when mixed together, turned out to be purple.

“Hey~ you little rascal~ want to come along?” Aunt Ouyang deliberately rubbed her black-stockinged legs against Zhao Chenyu’s legs.

Zhao Chenyu grinned mischievously and leaned down to kiss his mother’s lips, but she turned her head away to avoid it.

Zhao Chenyu was taken aback, then tried to kiss Aunt Ouyang, but Aunt Ouyang blocked his face with her hand and laughed, “You only give me what Wanyi doesn’t want? Then I don’t want it either.” Upon hearing this, the corners of her mother’s mouth actually curved into a slight smile.

Did they treat this absurd act of transgressing human ethics as a game?

Zhao Chenyu was momentarily embarrassed, but he quickly recovered. Ignoring Aunt Ouyang’s half-hearted, playful resistance, he forcefully sealed her red lips with his.

“Mmm~ kiss~” The two kissed passionately for half a minute, then Zhao Chenyu turned to kiss his mother, but was rejected again.

Aunt Ouyang wrapped her arms around Zhao Chenyu’s neck and said with a coquettish smile, “Sister Wanyi, if you really don’t want it, then I’ll just take it for myself~” After saying that, she disregarded the fact that her mother was right next to her and kissed Zhao Chenyu deeply again.

“Mmm~ mmm~ umm~” The sticky sounds lingered in Mom’s ears. Mom turned her head away, unwilling to watch.

“Kiss~ Sister Lan, your words are still so sweet~” Zhao Chenyu flirted.

“Ugh~ Call me Lanlan~ Mmm!” “My Lanlan~ My wife~” Zhao Chenyu said flirtatiously. Mom frowned, but couldn’t help turning her head slightly to steal a glance.

Zhao Chenyu and Aunt Ouyang opened their mouths simultaneously, their tongues lolling out, their wet, slippery tips entwining and swirling in the air, teasing and licking each other. Aunt Ouyang’s eyes were slightly narrowed, her expression one of intoxication and ecstasy, completely immersed in this unrestrained kiss. Watching this lewd scene, Mom’s face flushed. She shifted uncomfortably, but pinned down by Zhao Chenyu’s naked upper body, unable to break free, her gaze unable to tear itself away from their intertwined tongues.

Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu’s tongues parted, leaving a glistening silver thread. They teased each other’s lips with this saliva, sometimes her lips enveloped his tongue, sometimes his lips held her tip.

Shocked, the mother’s breathing became rapid involuntarily.

“Smack! Smack! Mmm~” During the kiss, Aunt Ouyang’s legs were tightly wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s left leg, rubbing up and down, as if she were using his strong leg as a lustful penis. “Mmm~ That’s it~ I remember now~ Ah~ Master~ My little Yu Master~” Aunt Ouyang’s moans were seductive and unrestrained.

The mother stared in shock, her eyes wide. This wasn’t a video; she had heard it with her own ears!

Just as the mother was stunned, Zhao Chenyu’s hands went around her and Aunt Ouyang’s armpits, his palms controlling the back of the two beautiful women’s heads, pressing their faces tightly together. Then, his mouth simultaneously covered their pressed red lips, and his body pressed down heavily, forming an intimate embrace where the three of them were intertwined.

“Mmm—” “Ah~ Hmm~” “Wanyi~ Kiss me together~” Mom tried to dodge, but Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu’s lips attacked her lips at the same time. She curled up in the corner of the sofa and had no way to avoid it.

“Hmm~ Hmm~” “Mmm~” The mother’s resistance gradually weakened, and she began to cautiously respond to this peculiar kiss between three people.

Zhao Chenyu’s lips greedily licked his mother’s and Aunt Ouyang’s lips, seemingly enjoying it immensely, as if savoring two different kinds of desserts. The three of them gasped and moaned in the small space, their tongues playing and intertwining in the hidden corners where their lips and teeth met, creating an ocean of desire.

From behind, a muscular young man with a bare upper body was pressing down on two beautiful, mature women. The two women’s outer arms were squeezed so that they could only lift up, and their slender hands were simultaneously stroking his strong back muscles.

The scene was truly lewd to the extreme. “Pop—” “Pop—” “Ah~ you little rascal~” Aunt Ouyang breathed heavily and said coquettishly, her eyes watery.

“Hmm~ Zhao Chenyu, get up quickly…” The mother’s voice was shy, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing unsteady.

Zhao Chenyu finally stood up, and Aunt Ouyang also pulled her mother to sit up straight.

As Mom straightened her disheveled clothes and hair, her tone tinged with reproach, she said, “You guys are too…” Aunt Ouyang laughed and said, “Alright, Wanyi, you didn’t refuse when I said I’d come with you.” Mom was speechless, her brows furrowing slightly.

Looking at the two beautiful women sitting side by side, each with their own distinct charm, Zhao Chenyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice, “Let’s… go back to the bedroom.” Aunt Ouyang immediately responded, “Okay~” She raised her arms, making a gesture as if to hug Zhao Chenyu, and said in a coquettish tone, “My master~ shouldn’t you carry me?” Zhao Chenyu picked Aunt Ouyang up in his arms and turned to walk towards the bedroom. In the scene, only Zhao Chenyu’s mother remained, watching his retreating figure with a complicated expression.

However, less than ten seconds later, Zhao Chenyu returned. He walked up to his mother, and without a word, easily lifted her up in a princess carry, carrying her straight towards the bedroom.

In the last instant the two disappeared from the frame, I caught a fleeting look of joy on my mother’s face.

So, deep down, Mom had been secretly hoping all along?

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