Chapter 22

“Buy, buy, buy! Buy, buy, buy!” That evening, in Jingyan’s bedroom, she was lying on the bed with a phone in her left hand, a tablet in her right hand, and a laptop on her lap, all of which were shopping apps.

“Jingyan, the prices on Singles’ Day aren’t that much cheaper than usual. Besides, with our family’s financial situation, we’re the kind of people who just grab things without even looking at the price tags when we go to the mall. Why do we need to join in this fun?” Every year around this time, Mom, Xuanman, Jingyan, and Aunt Ouyang start staring intently at their phones, as if the end of October and the beginning of November is the time when they go crazy with their internet addiction.

“Oh, you don’t understand. Today is Singles’ Day, it’s bound to be very lively. Shopping is all about joining in the fun, right? I bought you a lot of clothes, they’ll arrive in a few days, remember to try them on.” Jingyan excitedly looked left and right, staring at the three screens.

“You don’t need to open three screens, do you? It’s even more chaotic than when I’m doing experiments,” I asked.

“Let me tell you, Zhao Chenyu gave me a mini-program before, it’s so convenient for comparing prices and grabbing coupons, he said it was written by a programming genius, something like ‘Crossing Peaks and Climbing Mountains,’ it’s amazing. Xuanyu, do you know how to do that?” Jingyan’s question not only touched my sore spot of anger over “Zhao Chenyu,” but also stung my professional pride, however…

“I’ve been to the moon, and I’ve even been to Mars! We’re both in engineering, but in different directions.” That’s all I can say, because it’s the truth.

“Okay…” Jingyan continued to stare at her screen, while my thoughts were on the next room, Aunt Ouyang’s bedroom.

“Knock knock knock!” I knocked on the door nervously.

“Come in!” There was no one else in the house except for me and Jingyan, so Aunt Ouyang let me in directly.

I hurriedly straightened my collar, even though my pajamas didn’t have a collar.

Pushing open the door, Aunt Ouyang lay on the bed covered with a fluffy silk quilt, her long, wavy hair cascading over her bare shoulders. Despite it being winter, she was still wearing a luxurious yet simple red camisole nightgown. This contrasting sexiness on a mature housewife was even more captivating.

She was engrossed in looking through her phone and didn’t even look up to see who it was.

“Creak!” I quietly closed the door, but the sound of the door closing and locking seemed to be magnified tenfold in my mind.

“Hmm?” I clearly heard Aunt Ouyang’s soft “hmm” from behind me.

“Oh, it’s my precious Xiaoyu. What’s wrong?” Aunt Ouyang looked up and waved to me.

“Auntie, what are you doing?” I walked to the bedside, and Aunt Ouyang pulled my arm and made me lie in her arms. At the same time, she lifted a corner of the quilt and made me take off my shoes and crawl in.

A faint fragrance wafted into my nose, and the back of my head rested on Aunt Ouyang’s soft breasts. This familiar warmth made my previous tension vanish instantly.

Is this what family love is?

“Can you take a look? I want to replace my monitor; the one at the company isn’t working properly.” Aunt Ouyang put her arm around my neck and showed me her phone, which displayed a product page from JD.com.

“What kind of one do you want?” Just as I asked, I suddenly felt a pressure on my thigh, which was turned to the side. It was Aunt Ouyang’s leg that had naturally crossed over mine.

“I want… the kind that lets me see a lot of things, but it can’t be too big.” Aunt Ouyang asked as she thought, her other hand slipping inside my collar, caressing my chest, her middle and index fingers pinching my nipples.

I had a feeling… but she remained calm and composed.

“A widescreen monitor will do, the really long kind.” I picked up my phone and searched for it.

“That’s fine, just pick one and place your order.” Aunt Ouyang handed me her phone and let me choose.

“Won’t you consider it and choose one?” I asked, and Aunt Ouyang’s other hand was freed up and began to grope my waist and abdomen.

“No need, you can choose whatever you like, the price doesn’t matter.” Aunt Ouyang was fiddling with something behind me, and I felt something soft yet hard pressing against the back of my head.

“I’ve made my selection.” After placing my order, I handed my phone to Aunt Ouyang.

“Just put it aside.” Aunt Ouyang’s hands were now inside my pajamas, pinching my nipples.

“Ah… Auntie, please stop pinching me.” My face turned bright red. Honestly, what was I even doing here?

“Silly boy, you’ve forgotten what I said again.” Aunt Ouyang whispered in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids.

“What… Ah, I remember now… Lan… Lanlan…” I called softly.

“Hmm, dear Xiaoyu…” Aunt Ouyang’s hand groped haphazardly across the front of my body.

“What are you doing in Lanlan’s room?” Aunt Ouyang asked.

“No…nothing…I just haven’t chatted with Aunt Ouyang in a long time, so I came to keep you company.” Ever since I learned about Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu, I’ve found that I rarely initiate intimacy with Aunt Ouyang.

“Really? You little rascal… why did you lock the door?” Aunt Ouyang asked with a light laugh, her soft lips gently nibbling my earlobe.

Yeah? Why would I lock the door? What am I even here for? Why am I like this again?

No! No!

“Because…” I turned over to face Aunt Ouyang. Her pretty face was slightly flushed, her mature and beautiful features rosy and slightly intoxicated. I continued, “I came to… be intimate with Lanlan!”

“Mmm,” Aunt Ouyang let out a muffled groan as my lips touched her soft lips.

“Mmm… Mmm…” I held the beautiful body beside me tightly with both hands. Even through the thin nightgown, I could still feel that long-lost, familiar softness.

Aunt Ouyang’s hands were also busy. She gripped my back tightly and stroked me with her hands, as if I were kissing her, which moved her deeply.

“Um……”

“Mmm…pop!”

“Hmm… Hmph… Pop!”

Opening her eyes, Aunt Ouyang’s captivating face came into view once again. Unlike before, her face was now flushed, her eyes sparkling with desire.

“You little rascal, you finally know how to kiss Lanlan!” Aunt Ouyang hugged my neck and threw herself into my arms. My Adam’s apple was enveloped by a warm embrace, but why was my chin wet too?

I looked down, and two lines of crystal tears appeared in Aunt Ouyang’s eyes.

“Lanlan, you… um!” This time it was Aunt Ouyang’s turn to kiss me.

“Mmm…” Aunt Ouyang’s soft lips, her charming moans, and the fragrant breath that lingered on my face completely aroused my desire to conquer. I closed my eyes and groped for Aunt Ouyang’s hands, grabbed her wrists, and pressed down hard, changing the position from lying on our sides facing each other to man on top and woman on the bottom.

“Hmm—hum~” The change in position caused Aunt Ouyang to hum an even more alluring moan from her nose. With her arms pressed on either side of her head, her body was completely relaxed, and I felt a soft wrap around my waist. It was Aunt Ouyang’s slender legs that had wrapped around my waist.

“Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!” I released Aunt Ouyang’s lips and kissed her flushed face haphazardly.

“Mmm! Hmm! Mmm! Ahh—” Each kiss was met with a coquettish, even seductive, moan.

My lips slid down Aunt Ouyang’s beautifully shaped chin, kissing her all the way down. Aunt Ouyang then raised her chin, offering me her fair neck, letting me taste it as I pleased.

While we were kissing passionately, my body writhed like a worm in the blankets until my hands were just able to grab and knead Aunt Ouyang’s soft breasts, my face pressed tightly against her tender flesh through her pajamas that were about to fall off.

“Mmm, you naughty little Yu! Try it.” Aunt Ouyang stroked the back of my head, gently twisted her arm, and one of her shoulder straps slipped down, exposing a perfect breast to my view. Half of it was illuminated by the warm light, and the other half was covered by the shadow of the blanket. The pink nipple at the peak was just between being half-hidden and half-revealed, revealing only a touch of alluring charm, like the first ray of dawn at daybreak, shyly piercing the silence of the night. The interplay of light and shadow was a work of art.

I stared at this stunning scene, mesmerized, until a warm sensation gently slid from the back of my head down to my neck.

I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“ah–”

I lowered my head to suckle Aunt Ouyang’s cherry-like nipples, while my other hand was not idle either. I grabbed one breast, pressed my palm against its firm and full shape, and caressed and kneaded it haphazardly.

“Mmm…you naughty baby! Ah, so good!” Aunt Ouyang groaned loudly, making no attempt to control her volume. Her delicate moans stimulated my senses, making my blood rush. My attention was completely focused on the pair of incredibly soft and tender breasts in front of me.

“Mmm,” I lay on Aunt Ouyang’s body, sucking on her breasts. Her tender nipples were in my mouth, teased by my tongue. I could feel the hardness of her nipples filled with desire; when my teeth touched them, there was a softness that made me feel intoxicated.

A strange sense of familiarity filled my entire body, as if some long-sealed content in my brain had broken open again, releasing a surge of warmth that soothed my whole body.

“Mmm…you little rascal! Naughty Xiaoyu! Ah—you were so rough when you were little…and now that you’re grown up…ah, still so rough…don’t you care about your Aunt Ouyang…ah…it feels so good…I love it! Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu…”

“Mmm… Lanlan really likes Xiaoyu… she likes him to death.”

“Xiaoyu, drink Lanlan’s milk… I gave you milk when you were little… I’ll give you milk when you grow up… I’ll give it to you…”

Aunt Ouyang kept murmuring, pouring out her heart, and expressing herself to the fullest.

What are you murmuring?

What are they telling us?

What is it expressing?

I don’t have the energy to think.

“Pop! Mmm! Hmm” My head bounced back and forth between the two breasts. The inexplicable warmth in my mind and the genuine softness in my mouth made me so reluctant to leave that I wanted to cry. I was so intoxicated that I just wanted to fall into a deep sleep.

I feel so familiar with this… I drift off to sleep like this.

But the constantly throbbing penis reminded me that I am no longer the person I used to be.

He took a deep, forceful suck on the soft breast, opened his eyes, and stared at the two mounds of flesh in front of him, which were covered in saliva. They were delicate, smooth, plump, and soft—truly exquisite.

And now, they are mine.

“Lanlan… Lanlan’s breasts are so tender, just like a young girl’s.” I don’t know if this is true or not, but that’s my instinctive thought.

“Hmm… Lanlan’s body, she spends so much money on maintenance every year, just so Xiaoyu can enjoy it…” I looked up and my eyes met Aunt Ouyang’s watery, spring-like eyes. Although I’ve known Aunt Ouyang for decades, what I saw in her dark eyes at this moment was a seductive, submissive, and alluring purple, a warm and loving pink, rippling with desire and sparkling with joyful starlight.

I’ve never seen such a look in Aunt Ouyang’s eyes before.

And Uncle Qin? I’ve never met him.

With Dad? With Mom? With Jingyan? I’ve never seen them.

With Zhao Chenyu? Impossible! That’s not the look in his eyes!

So beautiful…

“Lanlan, I can’t hold back anymore.” My hands moved downwards, reaching inside Aunt Ouyang’s thin nightgown, and sure enough, there were no traces of underwear.

Aunt Ouyang was very cooperative, her legs loosened around my waist, obediently spreading wide and automatically forming an M shape. She even unintentionally squeezed my hands between her thighs and waist.

In other words, there’s nothing under Aunt Ouyang right now?

Then can I…? I looked up at Aunt Ouyang again. She held her arms up in front of her, her elbows just covering her two pink nipples. She clenched her fists and gently covered her moist red lips. She turned her head to one side, looking unusually shy.

As I looked at her, she slowly closed her bright, peach-blossom eyes, as if to tell me something.

“Come on, Lin Xuanyu…”

“Whatever you want…”

“Lanlan is yours”

I stared intently at Aunt Ouyang’s blushing face, reached out and pulled down my waistband, ready to release my already hard penis.

“Knock knock knock!”

A knock on the door instantly interrupted my impulse.

“Mom! Is Xuanyu in your room?”

Xu Yan’s gentle and sweet voice was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing all my desires. I hurriedly pulled my hand out from under the covers.

“Mom! Why is the door locked?” came the sound of Jingyan turning the doorknob from outside.

“It’s alright…” Aunt Ouyang’s words eased my tension. I watched as she lifted the covers, put on her robe, and turned over.

Go open the door.

I could only hurriedly wipe my mouth as I cautiously walked to the door. As soon as I opened it, I saw Jingyan’s puzzled expression.

“Xuanyu, come over and give me a shoulder massage,” Aunt Ouyang called out from behind me. I hurriedly ran back because I didn’t dare to look at Jingyan’s face.

“Mom, why did you lock the door? And why did it take you so long to open it?” Jingyan sat in front of the dressing table next to her, her legs crossed and her arms crossed as she questioned her.

“I heard you calling for your boyfriend before you even entered the house. If you come in, won’t you be stealing your boyfriend away? Can’t your mother enjoy the service of her son-in-law?” Aunt Ouyang wasn’t nervous at all, and even retorted to Jingyan. My eyes lit up. A master, this is a master.

“Mom,” Jingyan was speechless after being rebuked, because she had come to see me.

“Oh dear, she’s a grown woman about to have a baby, and she still calls me ‘Mom’ all the time. Xuanyu, this side of your neck, yes!” Aunt Ouyang pointed to her neck, and I gently massaged it.

“What do you mean by having a baby? How is having a baby? Your generation’s thinking is so outdated. All you know is having babies. I’m not having any!” Jingyan said angrily, turning her face to the dressing table and ignoring us.

I suddenly realized that it was just the three of us—me, Aunt Ouyang, and Jingyan—alone again. I wondered if the two of them would start arguing again later.

“Don’t you want your father to come back?” Aunt Ouyang’s tone suddenly turned serious.

“What does this have to do with me having a baby? It’s completely unrelated!” Jingyan turned her head in confusion after hearing Aunt Ouyang’s words.

“Well—I’ll tell you anyway.” Aunt Ouyang thought for a moment and then said, “Your father has made quite a fuss this time. Otherwise, he could have gone alone for a while to oversee things and get everything arranged, and then sent someone else over after he came back.”

“Actually, that was his original plan, but… things don’t always go as planned.”

“But this time it won’t work. He has a lot of responsibility, and the higher you go, the more people you have under you. Sometimes, things don’t go according to your own ideas.”

“Now, I have no excuse to transfer your father back due to work matters, so it’s only a family matter. It’s not a big deal, but there’s no bigger reason than that. After transferring him back, we can either keep him here or give him more time to come back and visit, or let him rest.”

“So when it comes to family matters, there are good things and bad things. Compared to you and Xuanyu getting married and having children, do you expect your mother to say I was in a car accident?”

“Mom—what nonsense are you talking about?” Jingyan pouted and quickly retorted.

My hands were also distracted as I massaged her, because I was thinking about what Aunt Ouyang had said.

“Got it? Alright, you two hurry up and have a baby,” Aunt Ouyang teased.

“Oh dear… I… I’m going back first. Xuanyu, come back to the house with me!” Jingyan couldn’t sit still any longer. She stood up abruptly and pulled me away.

“No! Your mother hasn’t had enough yet, Xuanyu, you’re not allowed to leave!” After Aunt Ouyang finished speaking, Jingyan ran away.

Torn between the two options, I decided to stay.

“Oh, that feels so good…” The door closed, and Aunt Ouyang gently turned over.

“Auntie, is what you’re saying true?” I started addressing her as Aunt Ouyang again.

“Of course it’s true! There’s nothing bigger than what happened between you and Jingyan.” Aunt Ouyang said very seriously.

As I was thinking, I suddenly felt something on my waistband. I looked down and saw it was Aunt Ouyang’s hand.

It had already slipped inside my pants. Before I could react, my scrotum was enveloped by something soft and warm.

“Hiss!” I gasped. But Aunt Ouyang seemed to have found amusement; her fingers trembled as she gently kneaded my testicles.

“Ah, Auntie, you…” I wanted to stop her but didn’t dare to, because it was really unpleasant to have my life in someone else’s hands.

A rustling sound, and then a soft body pressed against my back. Aunt Ouyang rested her head on my shoulder, gently nibbling my earlobe as she said, “Making a baby with Jingyan is important, but you also need to be careful. Save some for Lanlan. Once you’ve rested up, Lanlan can be ready anytime…”

Before Aunt Ouyang could finish speaking, she kissed me on the cheek, turned over, covered herself with the blanket, and even covered her head.

I think I’ll go back inside.

Holding Jingyan’s delicate body in my arms, my fiancée had already drifted off to sleep, but I couldn’t fall asleep. Guilt, like drops of blood on clear water, instantly turned my face a burning red.

By doing this… there’s really no turning back.

But by the way, why does the name “Crossing Peaks and Climbing Mountains” that Jingyan mentioned sound so familiar?

…Climbing peaks…climbing mountains…Mount Yue?

Yes, I even have his forum name. Speaking of this person, he really shattered my worldview. His mother, his wife, and even the wives and mothers of his clients all became his women. He must have known about this.

I think I should ask him.

I sneaked into the bathroom and opened the Conqueror’s Forum. Zhao Chenyu’s profile popped up; that bastard hadn’t updated it, and I wondered where he’d gone to mess with the girls.

I switched to the following list and clicked the private chat button for “Crossing the Peak”.

“Hello Yuefeng, I’m Lin Xuanyu, the guy you met on the beach at the ** resort villa. I’ve been having some questions lately and would like to consult you about them. Thank you.”

After sending the private message, I closed the forum because he was offline.

Suddenly, I received a message from my mentor, Li Zhun. What does this devil Li want?

“Lin Xuanyu, there’s a seminar this weekend. You and Chu Yun prepare the data and come with me.”

I frowned, glanced at the time—12:30 AM… Teacher Li, aren’t you sleeping? Should I receive this message or not?

Forget it, I should just go to sleep. I have to sleep even if I can’t.

But I never expected that the sleep I had that night would be the best I’ve ever had.

Singles’ Day happened to fall on a Monday. For the next week, all the way to the weekend, Chu Yun and I were constantly in class and in the lab. Sometimes, Jingyan and Mu Qianning even brought us our meals.

On a weekend evening, Chu Yun and I returned to N city from Shanghai.

“My God… Has Li the Demon gone mad? He actually made us optimize the parameters to the same level as those PhD experts in such a short time? That PhD who gave the presentation has published quite a few papers. Can we compete with him? Oh right, you’re different from me. After all, you published in a journal in high school.” Chu Yun complained to me, but then remembered that I had a father who was the deputy director of a research institute, and instantly “distancing herself” from me.

“Come on, to put it nicely, we’re comrades in the same trench; to put it bluntly, we’re in the same boat. What are you trying to do?” I pouted. If it weren’t for Chu Yun’s algorithm that helped Li the Demon shine at the seminar, I don’t think we would have had a winter break.

“Oh, I didn’t mean anything by it, it’s just that we need to make use of the resources we have, right? If there’s anything, we can ask your father for advice, right?” Chu Yun said with a lewd grin.

“Get lost!” I put on my headphones and picked up my phone, but what he said did make sense.

I just opened the Douyin app and a notification popped up for me.

“Your special follow ‘Wanwan Yiren’ is currently live streaming.”

Is Mom livestreaming? I clicked on it.

The gentle guzheng music instantly filled my headphones, and the scene appeared in my study. A large mahogany desk occupied most of the frame, with my mother’s writing implements on it. On the right was an incense burner, with wisps of smoke drifting into the air. Even through the screen, I could almost smell the fresh scent of sandalwood.

Behind the table, the mother, dressed in a blue dress, held a calligraphy brush and carefully and slowly wrote the character “思” (si, meaning “think”) on a large sheet of neat and stable Xuan paper, which was laid out on the desk and weighed down by a rosewood paperweight.

The blue dress with a high collar and long sleeves, and wide cuffs, is clearly the classic Ming Dynasty style that my mother likes. The cuffs and collar are decorated with golden lingzhi and ruyi patterns, making my already sexy and elegant mother look even more gentle and beautiful.

As the last stroke of the character “心” (heart) was completed, the mother’s lips curled up, she straightened up, and her full breasts trembled slightly, dazzling the eye.

The comments section below exploded at this point.

Wow, what a beautiful girl cosplaying today!

“Wow, it shook! Beautiful lady, shake it again.” Blocked!

“A mature woman like that is impossible to handle!”

“Such a great figure?”

“Thinking, what are you thinking about? Looks like another lonely woman confined to her chambers /doge” — Doge, what doge, block me!

There are over a hundred people watching my mom’s live stream, but I can’t block all the comments anymore.

I clicked on the viewing list in the upper right corner, and the first one was “Lanlanlan”. Aunt Ouyang had swiped several times, so Aunt Ouyang was watching too?

The second person on the list who frequently sends gifts is another account named “Rainy Night Duckweed,” which is a female account. Judging from her posts, she seems to be a very mature female boss, and she has also spent several thousand yuan on gifts. This person seems to have added my mother as a friend on Douyin (TikTok), and they chat occasionally.

The third one is a male account called “Gu Cha” that spent several hundred dollars.

Fourth was “Universe Under Heaven,” which was also posted hundreds of times, followed by some scattered light boards and such.

Although my mother doesn’t rely on this to make money, it’s still a form of appreciation.

“Oh, Lin Xuanyu, you’re peeking at pretty girls again.” Chu Yun’s voice suddenly rang out.

“What are you talking about? This is my mom. She just does live streams when she’s bored.” I frowned and complained.

“Ah, so this is your mother, brother! Young Master Lin! I was wrong! I was wrong! But Auntie is so beautiful! What’s your Douyin account? I’d like to follow you.” Chu Yun pleaded in a shameless manner.

“Get out! Go back and hand in the PPT!”

“OK!”

When I got home, my mother had already finished her live stream. She went into Xuanman’s room and was happily typing on her phone. As soon as I entered, she decisively and skillfully tossed the phone into the drawer.

“I was so scared, I thought it was my mom.”

“What are you doing again? Mom isn’t this strict with you. It’s not like you can’t use your phone during the holidays.”

“Hmph…Mind your own business!” Xuanman is getting more and more mischievous towards me now.

After taking a shower to relax, I returned to my room and called Jingyan and Aunt Ouyang to let them know I was safe.

Jingyan said in a haughty tone that I should have replied to her immediately instead of waiting until after I showered. I laughed and flirted with her for a while.

Aunt Ouyang replied with some words of concern and a photo.

The photo was taken by Aunt Ouyang herself with her phone. In the picture, Aunt Ouyang is wearing a red camisole nightgown, or more accurately, a nightgown, and the hem of the nightgown is extremely short, almost like a lingerie style.

Aunt Ouyang tossed her hair to one side, a doting and seductive smile on her beautiful face. One of her tank top straps was hanging down, while the other playfully slipped onto her arm, exposing one of her firm and tender breasts. The white, tender breast peaks and the round, pink nipples resembled pink flowers dripping with dew, making them incredibly alluring.

Aunt Ouyang, are you deliberately trying to seduce me?

I don’t even know what to say.

By the way, ask Yue Feng, he’s been so busy these past few days that he hasn’t had time to check the Conqueror Forum.

When I eagerly logged into the Conqueror Forum, a title on the homepage that flashed rainbow colors and had “NEW” at the end struck me like a thunderbolt.

“Xiaoyu’s Blissful Sexual Life – Passionate Sex, Hot Mom L Who Lost Incontinence”

I didn’t have time to read Yue Feng’s reply; I was lying in bed when I opened the post.

Post begins:

Hi everyone, I’m Xiaoyu, the Xiao of happiness, happiness.

Hey Yu, it’s November already! The weather is really nice. Lately, it’s been sunny and warm, and the birds are singing and the flowers are blooming. Haha.

Please forgive my rambling, everyone. Hehe, although the weather is getting colder and colder, my relationship with L-hot mom is getting warmer and warmer.

Since L, the hot mom, agreed to be my girlfriend, although we’re still boss and subordinate on the surface, I can be more casual with her in private. Let’s get straight to the point.

[Chat history screenshots]

Zhao Chenyu: “[Picture] (It’s a picture of a potted plant)”

Zhao Chenyu: “Honey, I’ve put some flowers in the yard. Even though it’s autumn, there are still some nice colors. I just bought some small chrysanthemums. Do you have any recommendations?”

(I stared intently at the two censored characters in front of my wife’s name; they seemed identical. So, were those two characters “Lanlan”? How dare Zhao Chenyu be so audacious?)

Aunt Ouyang: “Just do what you think is best, make sure it’s clean. And besides, who’s your wife?”

Zhao Chenyu: “You!”

Zhao Chenyu: “[Emoji] (A dog sticking out its tongue to lick the calf of a woman in high heels)”

Aunt Ouyang: “Ugh… that’s disgusting. I see now. I should have found you a girlfriend first, so you wouldn’t bother me every day.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Huh? Is my wife ordering me to two-time? No, she must be testing me. I won’t do that!”

Aunt Ouyang: “How about I introduce you to someone?”

Zhao Chenyu: “Okay!”

Aunt Ouyang: “So quick to agree? Didn’t you say you didn’t want it?”

Zhao Chenyu: “Please begin your self-introduction.”

Aunt Ouyang: “Go away! And stop sending me your disgusting, ugly stuff!”

Zhao Chenyu: “This is the longing I feel every morning.”

Aunt Ouyang: “If you send it again, I’ll block you again!”

Zhao Chenyu: “Yes, wife! I won’t post any more messages this morning.”

Alright! I’ll wait until it gets dark before sending it, then it won’t be called ‘blocking’ anymore.

Aunt Ouyang: “[Emoji] (A panda, hahaha)”

Zhao Chenyu: “Hehe, my wife’s happiness is my greatest joy.”

Aunt Ouyang: “That’s right, I really like what you said.”

Zhao Chenyu: “My dear wife, will you call me husband?”

Aunt Ouyang: “You stinky husband!”

I’ve mentioned L before that she’s someone who’s passionate and decisive. Now that she’s agreed to be my girlfriend, she won’t put on airs anymore.

[Chat history screenshots]

Zhao Chenyu: “Wife, is the dinner party over? Should I pick you up?”

(A dinner party? I remember when Aunt Ouyang attended a dinner party, my advisor and I were away on a business trip. Aunt Ouyang sent me a photo, a picture of her cleavage, and complained that I hadn’t replied to her at the time.)

Aunt Ouyang: “It’s almost over, no need to answer.”

Zhao Chenyu: “My dear wife, you’ve had to work so hard, dealing with all this. Shall we come over here? I’ll give you a shoulder and leg massage.”

Aunt Ouyang: “No need, I’m going straight home now.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Okay, then I’ll give you a shoulder massage and leg massage tomorrow.”

Aunt Ouyang: “Okay! You’re sensible.”

Zhao Chenyu: “My wife must look beautiful today.”

Aunt Ouyang: “[Image] (Aunt Ouyang leans back in her chair with a languid elegance, her burgundy velvet halter dress accentuating her sexy and alluring figure. Her long, wavy black hair is swept to one side, and she wears two mutton-fat jade earrings. A beige shawl partially covers her shoulders, giving her an air of both grace and femininity. It’s a pity that Aunt Ouyang’s face is blurred, so we can’t see her carefully made-up appearance. My gaze, however, is drawn to the necklace on her chest—the heart-shaped, icy green jade, the very one I gave Aunt Ouyang. But why wasn’t she wearing it when she sent me the photo?)”

Zhao Chenyu: “Was the necklace a birthday gift from your senior?”

Aunt Ouyang: “Yes.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Although you look so beautiful, I always feel that your eyes look tired.”

Aunt Ouyang: “Yes, I don’t want to participate in any of this. I have no interest in the business opportunities discussed at this party.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Yes, the family business is big enough now, my wife should focus more on herself, live for herself, and live with the grace and confidence of a mature, independent woman!”

Aunt Ouyang: “Oh! This little one has such a sweet tongue, he just says what I think.”

Aunt Ouyang: “~”

Zhao Chenyu: One

Aunt Ouyang: “Right now, I just want to be a housewife, haha.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Okay, I’ll stay with my wife.”

Aunt Ouyang: “You should focus on doing your job first.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Making my wife happy is my job, hehe.”

Aunt Ouyang: “Alright, that’s all for now, I’m leaving.”

Zhao Chenyu: “Can my husband see things that others can’t see?”

Aunt Ouyang: “I knew you weren’t up to any good! Wait a minute.”

Aunt Ouyang: “[Image] (The background of the photo is a sink, so it should be in the bathroom. Aunt Ouyang has taken off her necklace. The camera is shooting from above, and Aunt Ouyang’s hand is hooking the fabric of her halter dress, revealing a deep cleavage and her fair breasts covered by a black lace bra. And this photo is the one she sent me, which was originally meant for Zhao Chenyu?! For a moment, I didn’t know how I should feel.)

Aunt Ouyang: “Is that alright?”

Zhao Chenyu: “Wife! Yes, I’ll come pick you up.”

Aunt Ouyang: “What mischief are you thinking about now!”

Zhao Chenyu: “Hehe, I’ll come pick you up in five minutes.”

We’ll be there soon.

Aunt Ouyang: “Five minutes? You’ve been waiting for me here for a while now? ** is still here too.” (Subtitle: This is L’s hot mom’s secretary, Senior Z)

Zhao Chenyu: “Hehe, let Sister ** drive home herself, I’ll pick up my wife.”

Aunt Ouyang: “How naughty!”

L, the hot mom, and Z, the senior student, went to a dinner party. Originally, L had asked Z to take her home, but I thought it was a rare opportunity, so I came early to wait for her. Of course, L, being a mature woman, understood immediately. Knowing I was there, she naturally wanted to accompany her husband, haha.

[Video] (I took a deep breath, put on my headphones, glanced nervously at the door, and then clicked to play the video.)

Video begins:

The scene shifts to the interior of the vehicle, revealing a red and white interior with a small bar – definitely a minivan. This guy cleverly even blurred the rearview mirror. The camera moves to the window, where Zhao Chenyu is presumably filming with his phone. Strangely, he’s not in the driver’s seat, but in the back. The windows are dark, and the distant scenery is blurred; I don’t know his exact location. The only thing not blurred is a woman in a black trench coat and red dress walking towards us.

This woman is undoubtedly Aunt Ouyang, but this car… I’ve really never seen it before.

Aunt Ouyang jogged towards the car. As soon as she reached out, the electric car door slowly opened, and Aunt Ouyang’s delicate face was instantly covered by a red queen mask.

“Why did you come to the back?” Aunt Ouyang asked as she got into the car.

“Come sit here,” Zhao Chenyu moved over to make room for Aunt Ouyang.

“I’m asking you, why are you taking pictures with your phone? What are you taking pictures of!” Aunt Ouyang sat next to Zhao Chenyu, unabashedly pulling open her trench coat to reveal an elegant red dress underneath.

Her exquisitely beautiful body.

“Honey, hot tea.” Zhao Chenyu picked up a thermos from the bar and handed it to Aunt Ouyang. Aunt Ouyang glanced at him, took the thermos, and her expression softened considerably.

“It’s freezing!” Aunt Ouyang complained, making a clear slurping sound as she drank water, completely disregarding her image in front of Zhao Chenyu.

I don’t know whether to be happy or sad. Aunt Ouyang’s current state is very familiar to me. This is how she is when she is with her relatives, unrestrained and natural.

But another thought flashed through my mind: Could it be that it was too cold and Aunt Ouyang couldn’t hold it up? Or perhaps she simply didn’t care about Zhao Chenyu at all?

“Hey! Why aren’t you driving? I want to get home early, and you’re still taking pictures with your phone!” Aunt Ouyang waved her hand, the camera shook, and with a thud, Zhao Chenyu’s phone fell to the ground.

But the video didn’t stop.

“Ugh, this is so annoying! What a lousy banquet, just another money-grabbing scheme!” Aunt Ouyang continued to complain.

“Don’t touch me, or I’ll kick you off!”

“Wife…”

“Who’s your wife? Go get the car!”

“Why are you sitting in the back? Are you waiting for me to drive?”

“Hmm! This tea is good, the temperature is just right.”

good……”

After Aunt Ouyang muttered a few words, the screen suddenly went dark.

What’s going on? I clicked on the progress bar, but it’s still moving.

Was the video sent to the wrong person? Or is there no internet? Just as I was thinking wildly, the video returned to normal, and the restored video left me stunned.

“Mmm…pop! Mmm…uh-uh!”

The camera focuses on the connected back seat of the van. Zhao Chenyu, dressed in a gray casual outfit, sits on the left seat with his legs spread wide, while Aunt Ouyang, sitting on the right, is already lying limply in the seat, being held tightly in Zhao Chenyu’s arms and kissed wantonly.

“Pop! Hmm… Hmph… Mmm…”

The kisses were so sweet and sticky, their intertwined lips and tongues seemed glued together without any gap. Time lost its meaning at this moment, and only the continuous kisses echoed in the narrow space and leaped in the heart.

“Mmm!”

“Mmm,” until a soft breath broke the thick air.

“Hmm… alright then…” Aunt Ouyang’s face was flushed, her complexion like a light blush after drinking. Zhao Chenyu was still wearing that monster mask, and his dark gray casual clothes resembled the fur of a wild beast, making him look like a wild beast that had already taken control of its prey.

“Stop touching me…” Aunt Ouyang’s voice seemed to have completely lost its previous domineering tone, carrying a hint of helplessness yet filled with satisfaction, becoming delicate and charming. She uttered this plea because her red dress, which had been a tight-fitting piece, had been pushed up to her hips by Zhao Chenyu. Her long, slender legs were resting on the dimly lit car window, slightly raised, with a large black hand roaming over them, wantonly playing with them, caressing them profanously; the thin straps of her bra hung from her arms, revealing even thinner black bra straps, which dangled precariously from her shoulders, seemingly about to slip off at any moment.

What did Zhao Chenyu do? Why did Aunt Ouyang suddenly become like this? For a moment, I actually hoped that subtitles would appear.

“Wife, let’s go back to our place, your husband misses you so much.” Zhao Chenyu’s hand had already slipped between Aunt Ouyang’s legs, and he continued, “They’re all wet…”

What do you mean “our place”? You’re living in Aunt Ouyang’s house, what does it have to do with you! This Zhao Chenyu! I roared inwardly.

“Mmm…stop touching me…” Aunt Ouyang softened again.

“Where to?”

“You’re the driver…”

“good!”

The screen went dark, and the video ended.