Chapter 27

As winter fades and spring arrives, the old year is forced to leave amidst the snow-clearing brooms of sanitation workers, the waving brooms seemingly clearing the way for the new year.

Spring is in full bloom, the earth is warming, and the lingering rays of winter seem reluctant to leave. Yet, some playful green buds have already poked their heads out, like shy maidens gently lifting the veil of winter. The dry branches that would have snapped easily in winter now possess a resilient strength, brimming with the power of spring.

Spring is the season of renewal, the season when every heart stirs and every desire blossoms, and the season for mating.

Inside the presidential suite of the Meili Hotel, in an incomparably luxurious European-style room, a forbidden act of intercourse is taking place.

“Clap clap clap clap clap!”

“Ahhh…husband…husband, harder!” A series of incredibly charming moans rang out. Aunt Ouyang’s moans were full of love and filled with the passion that made my blood boil.

But neither of us was on that incredibly soft bed.

“Mmm! Fuck me to death! Fuck me harder!” Aunt Ouyang was standing in front of me by the windowsill, her upper body bent over, her sexy, round buttocks sticking out, enduring my frenzied thrusts.

“Wife…wife! Lanlan is my wife.” I grabbed Aunt Ouyang’s slender waist with my big hand and pulled her buttocks hard against my groin.

“Ah! Uh! Xiaoyu… Xiaoyu is my beloved husband! I am Xiaoyu’s wife, his first wife! Haha!” Aunt Ouyang’s hair flew wildly, and she twisted her body wantonly. In her lewd laughter, I could clearly hear a crazy emotion.

This is the result of Aunt Ouyang’s suppressed feelings being completely released; this is the joy of Aunt Ouyang and the person she loves achieving a union of body and soul.

Only I can make Aunt Ouyang like this.

just me.

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle!”

My eyes were fixed on Aunt Ouyang’s shapely buttocks. Between them, my penis was thrusting into her tight, wet vagina. The sticky, wet sounds accompanied the rhythmic pumping, like the beating of war drums, stimulating my most primal desires. Further down, between their legs, the luxurious carpet was covered in wet stains, all from Aunt Ouyang’s aroused fluids.

This carpet, it seems like you’d have to pay for it if you damaged it, right? I thought to myself, but Aunt Ouyang didn’t care at all. Not only did she not care, but she took this position voluntarily.

Aunt Ouyang took the initiative to lie behind the tightly closed curtains, sticking out her pert buttocks, while I fucked her hard, and she lifted a corner of the curtain to look out the window.

I also looked out the window through the crack. Not far away, each small square was flashing a bright white light. Occasionally, a few faint specks of light would fly past me, like frightened fireflies.

It was already dark, like a black veil covering people’s heads. No one knew the secrets of others, and no one knew the taboo between me and Aunt Ouyang.

So we were naked without restraint, passionately entwined, admiring the bustling yet desolate night view, experiencing the exhilaration of being on top of the world, and then burying ourselves in the shadows.

“Clap clap clap clap clap!”

“Ah, good, my first wife! Not just my first wife, but also my little bitch!” I said fiercely, clenching my teeth, because I was about to ejaculate.

“Haha! It’s happening again! You bad Xuanyu! Ahhh!”

“Fuck this little bitch to death! Master! Fuck me to death! Lanlan is Xiaoyu’s little bitch~ little bitch~ ah~” Aunt Ouyang cooperated very well and played these role-playing games with me very excitedly. She liked it very much, she really liked it.

“Master~ Fuck me to death~ With Master’s big cock~ Ahhh!”

I got these ideas from Yue Feng’s videos.

I’ll fuck you to death!

I raised my hand, my gaze fixed on Aunt Ouyang’s trembling buttocks, and slapped her hard.

“Snap!” The sound was incredibly crisp, like a gleaming knife slicing through the silent night.

“Ah! Xuanyu!” Aunt Ouyang was not angry at all. Instead, she actively moved her pert buttocks back and forth while I was not paying attention to her thrusting.

“Xuanyu, hit him hard! Jingyan won’t let you hit him, but Lanlan will! You can hit him however you want—ah!”

Under Aunt Ouyang’s seductive allure and the constant squeezing of her honey pot, I loosened my waist and pressed firmly against Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks, ejaculating into her vagina.

“Ah! Yes! Shoot inside! Baby! Ah!” Every time we have sex, Aunt Ouyang makes me ejaculate inside her. Now I think she’s serious about getting pregnant with my child.

“Hmm…Stinky baby! Carry me to bed!” Aunt Ouyang turned around, and I picked her up and rolled onto the soft bed.

“Huff… huff,” I gasped for breath.

“Is it comfortable, baby~” Aunt Ouyang brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, lay down in my arms, gently stroked my chest and abdomen with her jade-like hands, and draped her thighs over my body, like a sweet and loving couple on their wedding night, tenderly cuddling each other.

“So comfortable…” I hugged Aunt Ouyang’s delicate body tightly, lost in thought.

This winter vacation, our family and Aunt Ouyang’s family spent another wonderful Spring Festival together. Mu Qianning and Mu Lingze also came to Aunt Ouyang’s house after the holiday, and we went out to play together for a while. Chu Yun didn’t go home for National Day, so he spent the Spring Festival at his own home.

“Honey, what are you thinking about?” Aunt Ouyang kissed my neck.

“nothing……”

“We haven’t done this for a long time, and you’re starting school again tomorrow. He’s busy, you’re busy, and you don’t even get a break on weekends. That Li Zhun! Really!” Aunt Ouyang complained.

Ugh! It makes me sad just thinking about it. The winter break was supposed to be 49 days long, but the graduate students only got two weeks, and then Chu Yun and I only got a few days of annual leave. It’s like being squeezed out layer by layer! And most of our time is spent in the lab working on the projects that Li the devil assigned us.

Aunt Ouyang complained a lot about this, but Uncle Qin and her parents were very supportive of Teacher Li’s approach.

Uncle Qin is back. He went home on New Year’s Day and stayed until the end of his annual leave before reluctantly going back to Hainan Island.

Aunt Ouyang said he was a migrant worker who only returned home once a year for the Spring Festival, so she simply told him not to take the money. This startled Uncle Qin so much that he almost fell over when he went out.

Everyone laughed, but I didn’t. I wasn’t in the mood. I remember the first time he came back, I felt so guilty that I didn’t dare to look him in the eye. He thought that Jingyan and I had been through too much, so my face turned pale and my eyes were dark.

So, with Uncle Qin on one hand and Teacher Li’s project on the other, Aunt Ouyang and I didn’t get to do much work during the entire Spring Festival. This time, Aunt Ouyang was away on a business trip and got leave for Teacher Li and me, which is why we’re in the presidential suite of this five-star hotel.

“Okay, don’t worry. That expression isn’t good. Don’t overthink things with Jingyan and your Uncle Qin.”

“I can handle things with your parents, as long as you’re my man… that’s all that matters—kiss!”

Aunt Ouyang probably noticed my furrowed brow and comforted me.

“And Xuanman, Xuanman will be taking the college entrance exam in a few months… The little girl will be free soon.” Aunt Ouyang gently stroked me and muttered to herself.

Xuanman, Xuanman? Ever since I saw my sister masturbating last time, I’ve caught her masturbating again during this winter break, calling out “brother,” “Brother Yu,” and stuff like that…

Although I’m worried, this is also a kind of happiness. At least I know that I hold a very important place in their hearts.

Even being number one isn’t guaranteed.

“Okay, don’t overthink it~” Aunt Ouyang kissed me, and I kissed her back.

Little did Aunt Ouyang know that what I was worried about wasn’t any of that, but rather that scumbag.

Zhao Chenyu

However, during this holiday, he seemed to have vanished, completely disappearing from my world, just like he had for the previous twenty-odd years.

He was like a fly that came over, got swatted, and scurried away in circles.

I’ve been following his updates on the forum, but his “L Hot Mom” ​​has stopped responding to him, and he’s almost completely given up hope.

“Alright, let’s go to sleep. Sleep with your little bitch in your arms, my master.” Aunt Ouyang’s soft, fragrant body snuggled closer to me again. I held her and drifted off to sleep.

I’m really tired.

“Ah, ah, umm”

I don’t know where I am, I only know that a series of groans are assaulting me from all directions.

“Xuanyu, Xuanyu, save me!”

Following the heart-wrenching cries for help, one could see a demon with a beast’s face and a human body, holding Aunt Ouyang’s delicate body with his arms, thrusting and pumping his hips.

Aunt Ouyang was wearing a white dress, and her pure white wings had been torn off and thrown on the ground. However, there was not a trace of blood at the joint of the wings. Instead, there was a transparent, viscous liquid.

“Aunt Ouyang! Aunt Ouyang! I’m here!”

Seeing my beloved Aunt Ouyang being violated by a savage monster, veins bulged on my forehead, and I clenched my fists, ready to go up and teach him a lesson.

But as soon as I took a step, I felt as if I had lost all weight and fell.

“No”

I woke up with a start, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a dark and quiet bedroom, with a small nightlight in the corner casting a faint glow.

Ugh, I had another nightmare.

I turned my head and found that the blanket next to me was empty.

Where is Aunt Ouyang? Where is Aunt Ouyang? A wave of fear washed over me—no way?

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, but my back was covered in even more sweat. I tiptoed out of bed and quietly left the room.

“Ah…ah…um…um…”

A soft groan sounded, just like the one I heard in my dream…

Could it be?

I carefully made my way towards the source of the beautiful sound, touching the wall with one hand—it was in a bathroom in the corner of the living room. The bathroom door wasn’t closed properly, and a beam of light shone through the crack in the door.

Whether it was the call of an angel or the temptation of a devil, I quietly walked over.

“Ahhh—um! Ah! Ahhh!”

The groans grew closer, and my heart was pounding in my throat.

“Ugh! Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu! Ahh— Harder! Fuck me to death!” Aunt Ouyang’s lewd moans were suppressed yet beautiful.

I finally reached the bathroom door and peered through the crack in the door while pressing my face against the wall.

There were no white clothes, no wings, no wild beasts, and certainly no fly as I imagined.

Only Aunt Ouyang sat naked on the toilet, her legs spread wide, one arm stretched to her vulva, her soft hand tightly gripping a very thick black dildo, thrusting it in and out of her vulva.

“Uh! Uh! Mmm! Xiaoyu! Husband! Mmm mmm mmm!” Aunt Ouyang’s red lips parted wide, even her soft little tongue was used…

He spat out his tongue, the tip curving upwards, pointing directly at the bathroom light, as if searching for something.

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle…” The dark dildo went in and out of Aunt Ouyang’s rounded honey hole, the penis covered with crystal-clear liquid, dark and shiny under the light, particularly frightening.

“Mmm! Mmm! Mmm-ah!” Aunt Ouyang trembled all over, as if she was about to reach orgasm.

I wasn’t surprised. I cautiously and sheepishly returned to the house, lay on the bed, and could only pretend to be asleep.

No wonder Aunt Ouyang wouldn’t let me take her bag when I came today; it turns out she had something like this hidden inside.

Actually, this wasn’t the first time I’d discovered Aunt Ouyang masturbating. When we had sex, I did manage to bring her to orgasm, but she would still occasionally masturbate secretly.

Is it my problem?

I don’t know, and there’s no better way. Although my “hardware” isn’t as terrifying as Zhao Chenyu’s, according to the data from online surveys, I’m at an above-average level.

So all I can say is that everyone has their own strengths, even bad people have their merits. Zhao Chenyu, this fly, only has the advantage of being a donkey.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard a rustling sound, followed by a warm sensation that traveled from my right arm to my right chest. It must be Aunt Ouyang returning.

“Pop!” A warm sensation slid across my right cheek, leaving only a slight dampness.

I dared not open my eyes, but the fragrant breeze still caressed my face, and my eyelashes trembled involuntarily. I wondered if Aunt Ouyang would notice.

“Smack!” Another kiss, followed by silence.

I waited for a long time until the soft sound of breathing gently wafted around my ears. I carefully opened a crack in the window and, by the dim light of the nightlight, gazed at Aunt Ouyang’s beautiful sleeping face. For a moment, I felt as if Aunt Ouyang’s features had separated and then come together again, like strangers, which made me feel a little dazed.

The more I interacted with Aunt Ouyang, the more uncertain I felt. It was as if the family bond of the past few decades had become hazy and unattainable, like a mirage.

I really feel that Aunt Ouyang is becoming more and more unfamiliar to me. What kind of desires are hidden behind her deep eyes, and what kind of thoughts are concealed? I even began to question whether what I am doing now is really right.

When Uncle Qin returned, I observed Aunt Ouyang’s every move and noticed that despite the turmoil she had experienced with Zhao Chenyu and what had happened between us, she showed no signs of tension; on the contrary, she seemed remarkably relaxed. While Uncle Qin was home, she stayed by his side the entire time, and the two of them, like newlyweds reunited after a long separation, radiated a sweet atmosphere.

A chill ran through me. Is this how middle-aged couples get along? It all seemed like a play, yet it was so real that it made me wonder if there was any genuine affection behind it all.

However, when I thought of my parents, I felt a little comforted. Their experiences were like a mirror, and these two contrasting “cases” were clearly before my eyes, making it clear to me how I should grasp the future of Jingyan and me.

It’s late at night, but I can’t sleep.

Damn March 1st, because it’s the first day of school. But only new college students feel like they’re starting school. For graduate students, it just means the cafeteria food is finally plentiful again.

“Chu Yun! How’s the parameter tuning going? Are there still any bugs?” That evening, in the dorm, Chu Yun sat in front of his computer, and I stood behind him, staring at the Wordo logo on his screen.

When I asked him, he slowly turned his head, his eyes lowered, his features all scrunched up, looking like a bitter gourd. But with his big fat face, he looked just like the Squash from Plants vs. Zombies, plus the corn pitcher’s pathetic expression.

“Brother, young master, the parameters and everything else are fine, but this paper… I really can’t come up with anything!” Chu Yun cried out in anguish.

“Alright, alright, I’ll take care of the paper. I’ll also send you my system to take a look, OK?” I waved my hand and made the arrangements.

“OK, OK, as long as I don’t have to write a paper, I’ll do anything! When I was little, my mom always said, ‘Writing essays is going to kill a child!'” Chu Yun flattered.

“Damn—” I had just chuckled when my phone suddenly vibrated three times.

I took it out and looked at it.

It’s a message from a certain WeChat account, and also something I set up specifically for the “Conqueror Forum”.

I first opened WeChat, and it was a message from Aunt Ouyang.

Aunt Ouyang: “Is your child coming home tonight?”

Aunt Ouyang: “[Image] (Aunt Ouyang is taking a selfie in her bedroom, in front of the full-length mirror. She is wearing a red rose lace bra and vest, her entire chest and waist covered in fiery red patterns. The leaping patterns, like flames, seem to bloom with passionate flowers on her skin. A thin strap cleverly weaves through her cleavage, concealing the deep allure while adding a touch of mystery. It connects to the red lace choker around her neck, like a forbidden symbol, stirring the most primal desires in one’s heart. She wears a small black pencil skirt that clings to her voluptuous curves, delicately outlining every captivating contour. Her long, slender legs are encased in 0D black stockings, their sheen revealing endless charm. She is simply a seductive and alluring young woman straight out of a novel.)”

Staring at Aunt Ouyang’s allure, I swallowed hard, but tonight I really can’t go back.

Why

I opened the Conqueror Forum website again, and surprisingly, Zhao Chenyu had updated it?

Clicking on his homepage shows updates to his activity feed, not posts.

“Hehe, what a relief! I’m getting better too.”

The post was followed by a photo, a top-down shot of anal sex.

I frowned slightly. The woman’s buttocks took up most of the photo. Her buttocks were perky, white, and smooth, and her kneeling legs were also very long. She had a good figure.

Zhao Chenyu’s thick penis was halfway inserted, stretching the woman’s pink hole until it was bulging. The other half was also covered in vaginal fluid, clearly indicating that it had just been pulled out.

I only glanced at it briefly, because it was clearly a young girl’s buttocks, not Aunt Ouyang’s. As for whose buttocks they were, I didn’t care.

I wonder where they found this slut.

I was about to turn off my phone when I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t replied to Aunt Ouyang’s message yet. I decided to have Chu Yun send me the paper first.

When I turned my head, I saw him staring at a pornographic picture on his phone screen, and the picture was the same one I had seen on the Conqueror forum.

“Hey! What are you doing, Da Chu!” My question startled him, and he almost dropped his phone.

“Ouch—” I reacted quickly and snatched the phone away while he was yelling.

“Don’t you dare, Young Master Lin!” Chu Yun tried to snatch it, but I clicked on the picture and was indeed taken back to Zhao Chenyu’s chat interface.

“Did Zhao Chenyu send this to you?” I asked.

“Yes…” Chu Yun could not win the argument, so he had no choice but to admit it.

Who is in this picture? Zhao Chenyu and who else?

“It’s Zhao Chenyu, but I don’t know who he’s with. He said it’s for me to admire.” Chu Yun wrung her hands nervously, like a prisoner on trial.

I checked the chat history, and that’s indeed the case.

I clicked to share.

“I’ve already forwarded it, don’t tell anyone it was me — it’s okay if you do.” I handed the phone back to Chu Yun.

“No, Young Master Lin…”

“Stop asking so many questions, just send me the paper!” I interrupted him.

“Oh!” Chu Yun said nothing more.

I sat in front of the computer, staring at Aunt Ouyang’s chat interface, a smile playing on my lips.

I thought to myself, since you’re so smug, I’ll just add fuel to the fire.

Firstly, I didn’t tell Aunt Ouyang about the forum incident. On one hand, I didn’t want to lose points with Aunt Ouyang, and on the other hand, I felt that it was also a window to monitor Zhao Chenyu, as the saying goes, “the enemy is in the light while we are in the dark.”

Moreover, after Chu Yun sent me the photo, I knew it was Zhao Chenyu, so it was normal for me to send it to Aunt Ouyang. Letting Aunt Ouyang see what Zhao Chenyu looks like is something I should do.

I sent the photo to Aunt Ouyang.

Aunt Ouyang: “What is this? Do you like it?”

Me: “No, this was sent by Zhao Chenyu to Chu Yun. I saw it.”

Me: “Chu Yun said this is the erotic picture of himself having sex that Zhao Chenyu sent him.”

Aunt Ouyang replied after a while: “Why did he send it to Chu Yun?”

Me: “Chu Yun said he was just bragging, and that’s exactly the kind of person he is. I really misjudged him. So, Aunt Ouyang, you should fire him. There are plenty of talented people out there, and this is the last thing we need right now.”

A while later, after I had written several hundred words of my paper, Aunt Ouyang finally replied, “Aren’t you coming back tonight?”

Me: “I’m writing papers, mine and Chu Yun’s.”

Aunt Ouyang: “Okay, get some rest, baby.”

Me: “You should get some rest too.”

Aunt Ouyang: ” ”

Turn off your phone and face the computer screen.

Alright, another day of staying up all night writing my thesis! Damn it!

Another busy week has passed, and I haven’t had time to visit Aunt Ouyang and Jingyan. Fortunately, Aunt Ouyang is also busy; she was away on a business trip for two days. Jingyan is busy managing student council affairs with Mu Qianning.

On Saturday afternoon, after finally managing to organize and send all the papers and materials to Professor Li, I was able to steal a moment of leisure and finally rest at home.

“Seriously, I stayed up all night yesterday, I’m so sleepy.” I lay on my bed, yawning.

I originally planned to go to Aunt Ouyang’s house, but I didn’t expect that Aunt Ouyang and Mu Lingze were working overtime at the company. At first, I didn’t believe it. Wasn’t Aunt Ouyang gradually letting go of the company’s business? But Mu Lingze sent me a photo of Aunt Ouyang in the office.

Aunt Ouyang, dressed in a black pinstripe suit, sat upright in a chair, looking at the documents in her hands. Elegance and focus intertwined with her, especially with the gold-rimmed glasses she wore, which added to her intellectual air, complementing her already powerful aura and inspiring both awe and longing in others.

As I savored the photo, the thought of the imposing and charismatic Aunt Ouyang kneeling before me tonight filled me with a thrill. Just imagining it made my blood boil and my veins surge. The contrast was so exciting!

I was lost in my evening fantasies when my phone suddenly vibrated.

Who sent the message notification from the “Conqueror’s Forum”? Did Yue Feng send a message?

When I clicked to take a look, my body, which had been slumped over like Ge You, suddenly sat up.

I stared wide-eyed at the new post on the homepage in disbelief.

“L’s long-awaited hot mom—this time I’m going to push myself to the limit!”

L Hot Mom? L Hot Mom?! Isn’t L Hot Mom Aunt Ouyang? Could it be Zhao Chenyu and Aunt Ouyang?

My thumb trembled as I clicked on the post.

I was pondering when Zhao Chenyu started messing around with Aunt Ouyang when something else popped up on the screen.

This post is paid content; please purchase it to view.

A paid post? Zhao Chenyu is doing this kind of thing now?

I clicked the purchase link; it’s just the cost of a few meals, nothing much.

After purchasing and refreshing, the post content finally appeared.

Haha, look at Zhao Chenyu ruining my dear Aunt Ouyang, and even spending money on it… I really… don’t know how to describe this feeling.

Post begins:

Hello everyone, long time no see. I, Xiaoyu, have had a miserable winter. Every day, that old hag with the slanted eyes would tell me I’m useless, poor, ugly, and from the countryside. She said I can’t even use a spreadsheet. She said if I weren’t a confidante of the head office leader, she wouldn’t let me stay here for a single day. She called me a money-loser.

Yes, the person L (the hot mom) arranged for me to be related to Z (a senior student at the company). After she came, I could do whatever I wanted with that old hag. I was busy every day, but my salary was still deducted.

Damn, look at yourself! You’re flat-chested, your arms are as thin as bamboo poles, you have squinty eyes, thin lips that show your teeth, and you look so mean and mean. Damn, I really don’t understand how L Hot Mom could invest in a boss like this. I even suspect that this person has offended L Hot Mom.

(I still don’t know anything about the company Zhao Chenyu mentioned. I only know that it’s located in the south of N City. Mu Lingze mentioned it to me once, but Aunt Ouyang has invested in many projects.)

Let’s skip over this ugly duckling for now and talk about today’s protagonist, hot mom L. Ever since hot mom L told me to get lost until a few days ago, I’ve been really disheartened. Although I’m still allowed to live in the detached house, I always feel like an empty-nest old person, until my last post.

I not only posted my update on the forum, but also sent it to my senior’s roommate, the chubby senior. As luck would have it, my senior saw it and told L the hot mom about it.

Just as I was getting home from get off work and arriving at the courtyard, I was surprised and delighted to find L’s hot mom waiting for me on the sofa.

(My hands started trembling. Could it be that the photo I forwarded to Aunt Ouyang was of someone close to Aunt Ouyang? Mu Lingze?)

I quickly changed my shoes and jogged over to sit on the small sofa next to me.

(There’s a video? I pressed play.)

Video begins:

The scene displayed on the screen was indeed in the living room. The camera appeared to be positioned on the coffee table, pointing at two sofas of different sizes. A seductive figure was languidly leaning against one of the sofas, wearing a light blue wool coat. The texture and lines of the coat perfectly accentuated her captivating curves. The coat hugged her alluring figure, and the fluffy down around her shoulders and neck made her look like a resting fox spirit. The coat was not undone at the waist, and the hem just reached her knees, revealing a perfectly pleasing off-white maxi skirt. Below that were her jade-like feet encased in silver crystal high heels.

This is clearly Aunt Ouyang, because I saw her put on this outfit when she woke up this morning.

On the small sofa next to him, Zhao Chenyu, dressed in a blue shirt, trousers, and slippers, sat upright with his hands on his knees, looking very reserved.

It’s unclear whether Zhao Chenyu intentionally edited the footage, but the area above their necks is not visible in the picture, just like in those videos where secrets are exchanged.

Is Aunt Ouyang just here? Or what?

Just as I was wondering, Aunt Ouyang took out her phone from her coat pocket, tapped the screen a few times, and then tossed it onto the coffee table.

“Who is this person?” Aunt Ouyang asked, her arms crossed, in a questioning tone.

“Where did you get this from?” Zhao Chenyu didn’t even dare to pick up Aunt Ouyang’s phone, only leaning down slightly to take a look.

“Just answer my questions, don’t play dumb!” Aunt Ouyang said sternly.

“This…is ***” The name field was filled with gibberish, but the subtitles displayed: “Senior Z, Secretary to Hot Mom L.”

Mu Lingze?! It’s actually Mu Lingze?! How could Mu Lingze have anything to do with that bastard Zhao Chenyu? And they’ve even slept together!

“I knew it!” Aunt Ouyang’s tone was full of anger.

“When did it start?” Aunt Ouyang continued to question.

ask.

“Just recently,” Zhao Chenyu said, his hands clasped together, looking very nervous.

“I was originally planning to introduce you to a nice girl if you were a good young man, or even match you up with **. I never expected that you couldn’t even handle this much, you good-for-nothing who can’t control what’s going on down there!” Aunt Ouyang scolded Zhao Chenyu with great disdain.

“Now it seems you’re not good enough for ** at all. Your boss often complained about you to me, and I didn’t believe it then, but now it seems—” Aunt Ouyang stood up.

With a sharp, clear sound, Aunt Ouyang’s hand swung up and then fell, and Zhao Chenyu’s body was thrown to one side by some force.

Although you can’t see the face, you can guess that it was Aunt Ouyang who gave Zhao Chenyu a hard slap.

“This slap was unnecessary! You’re not even worthy of my attention.” Aunt Ouyang’s cold tone terrified me. She grabbed her phone from the coffee table, turned, and left.

I understand, and I’m thrilled to understand, that Aunt Ouyang is genuinely angry. Although she hasn’t said it aloud, Zhao Chenyu should be out of here soon.

But then it dawned on me: if that’s all there is to it, then why is Zhao Chenyu updating anything?

Sure enough, after Aunt Ouyang turned around, Zhao Chenyu suddenly stood up and put his arm around Aunt Ouyang’s waist from behind.

“Ah—*** what do you want to do!” Aunt Ouyang screamed.

“What? I’m not worthy! Today I’ll show you what it means to be unworthy!” Zhao Chenyu restrained Aunt Ouyang’s body and disappeared from the scene.

“***Let go of me! You bastard!” The screen gradually went dark, leaving only Aunt Ouyang’s angry roar.

However, there was no indication that the video had ended. I tapped the screen and found that the progress bar still had a lot of progress left.

At this moment, a subtitle appeared on the screen.

“Doesn’t it feel good to see me get beaten up? Haha, I just wanted everyone to know how fierce this hot mom L is in front of you, and how fiercely I’ll fuck her later!”

The subtitles disappeared, but the screen remained dark.

“***You’re committing a crime, do you know that?!” A rustling sound and Aunt Ouyang’s struggling shouts came from inside.

“I don’t care. I’ll have nothing left anyway, so it doesn’t matter.” Zhao Chenyu breathed heavily, revealing a resolute determination that disregarded the consequences.

“You really dare to do that! Aren’t you afraid of me?!” Aunt Ouyang’s shout was accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of clothes being torn.

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll send you to jail?!”

“Whatever, I’d rather die beneath the peony blossoms than be a romantic ghost!”

“Hey! Stop! Ah!”

“What is this? No! Ah!”

“Kiss! Mmm! Kiss!” The sounds of kissing interspersed throughout were like the whispers of a devil, tempting me and tormenting me.

On the dark screen, my conflicted and torn face was reflected. The anxiety of having only sound but no picture burned like a fire in my heart.

What exactly is Zhao Chenyu doing?

After a few seconds of silence, the screen flickered, and I quickly focused my attention on the image that jumped out onto the screen.

This time, the scene appeared in a simple little bedroom, and a series of men’s items indicated that this was Zhao Chenyu’s guest room. It was unexpected that he had been living in a guest room for so long.

The camera shot was taken from above the headboard, onto the bed.

But now is not the time to focus on these things, because on the large blue bed in the center of the screen, Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu are both completely naked. Aunt Ouyang’s light blue coat, beige long skirt, and white underwear have all been thrown under the bed by Zhao Chenyu. You can see that her bra has been torn in half and her lace panties have been completely ripped apart. Zhao Chenyu’s clothes are also haphazardly tangled with Aunt Ouyang’s clothes, just like their tangled relationship.

“Kiss kiss!” Zhao Chenyu pressed Aunt Ouyang against the headboard and kissed her neck.

The reason Aunt Ouyang didn’t struggle was because Zhao Chenyu had locked her hands together with a leather collar and held them high above her head.

“Smack! Smack!” Zhao Chenyu kissed Aunt Ouyang’s delicate chin and cheek. Just as he was about to kiss Aunt Ouyang’s lips, she dodged away.

“*** (Zhao Chenyu), are you crazy? Do you know what you’re doing?” Aunt Ouyang’s tone was very calm.

“I know, that’s why I’m doing this. Anyway, we’re all going to die. Before, I made you feel good. Before I die, I’ll make you feel good one more time.” Zhao Chenyu pressed down on Aunt Ouyang’s arm with one hand, kneaded Aunt Ouyang’s breasts with the other, and continued to pursue Aunt Ouyang’s lips with his mouth.

“You…” Zhao Chenyu’s words left Aunt Ouyang speechless.

This bastard is doing the dirtiest, most despicable, and most scoundrel things, yet he insists on putting himself on a moral high ground. Even I, as an observer, don’t know how to refute him.

“I’ll be waiting here tomorrow, waiting for someone to come and arrest me, but today, I’m going to leave my seed inside you. I’m going to fuck you hard, so you’ll never forget it!” Zhao Chenyu pressed his nose against Aunt Ouyang’s nose, his eyes under the beast mask staring straight at Aunt Ouyang’s glasses, and said viciously.

“You’ve got some nerve… Well, just you wait.” Aunt Ouyang stood with her legs pressed tightly together, paused for a moment, and only managed to utter these few words.

But where Zhao Chenyu couldn’t see, after hearing what Zhao Chenyu said, Aunt Ouyang’s toes stretched out as much as possible, then clenched tightly together again.

She only acts like this when she’s excited, which makes my heart sink.

“Ah–” Aunt Ouyang’s groan interrupted my sorrow.

On the screen, Zhao Chenyu’s hands, like vises, were wide open, clamping down on Aunt Ouyang’s full breasts. His hands gripped her side breasts, and he twisted his wrists in circles, as if measuring the circumference of her breasts. As he twisted, he moved upwards, following the firm curves of Aunt Ouyang’s breasts, like a mountain climber stepping on the beautiful arc, until he reached the peak. Only then did Zhao Chenyu’s hands close into a slit, tightly clamping Aunt Ouyang’s pink nipples, as if those nipples were Aunt Ouyang herself. By controlling these two delicate nipples, he controlled Aunt Ouyang.

“Ah–” Aunt Ouyang trembled all over. Zhao Chenyu’s movements were slow and serious, and he played with Aunt Ouyang’s breasts in this way more than once. Every time his large hand slid over her breasts, Aunt Ouyang would unconsciously thrust her chest out. When Zhao Chenyu’s fingers pinched her nipple, Aunt Ouyang would tremble violently again, as if the slow caress was accumulating desire, which was then released from the nipple, the trigger, throughout her whole body.

“Ugh–you…bastard! Useless!” Aunt Ouyang continued to curse, even more fiercely than when reprimanding her subordinates—Zhao Chenyu really was her subordinate.

“I’m a bastard, a piece of trash! *smack* Oh! Aren’t you under this piece of trash now?” Zhao Chenyu kissed Aunt Ouyang’s cheek, and his subsequent question left Aunt Ouyang both embarrassed and helpless.

“Get out! Who do you think you are?! Get lost!” Although Aunt Ouyang’s hands were tightly bound together by a pair of leather handcuffs, her arms were not controlled. She pulled her arms back to block her chest and stretched out her palm to slap Zhao Chenyu’s face again.

“Slap! Slap! Thud!” Aunt Ouyang’s slap was off-target, so she used her arm to block Zhao Chenyu’s body. But even so, Zhao Chenyu’s hands reached for Aunt Ouyang’s breasts again.

“Ah—” Aunt Ouyang cried out again as her nipples were stimulated. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Chenyu’s head slipped into the hole formed by Aunt Ouyang’s arms and lowered his head to suck on one of her nipples.

“Uh–” Aunt Ouyang’s eyes widened instantly, her waist straightened, and a strong stimulation felt like an electric current running through her body.

“You bastard! Get out! You male dog! Get out! Damn it! Ah—” Aunt Ouyang pushed Zhao Chenyu’s head with both hands and kicked with both feet, but it was no use.

“Pop! Pop! Mmm—Pop!” Zhao Chenyu’s head rolled back and forth between Aunt Ouyang’s breasts, greedily sucking. I don’t know why, but when I watched Zhao Chenyu sucking on Aunt Ouyang’s breasts, Aunt Ouyang’s reaction was much more intense than when I sucked.

“Pop! Hit me! Curse me! Do whatever you want! I’m a bastard, I’m a male dog, and today I’m going to make you feel like you’re in heaven. I don’t care about tomorrow!” Zhao Chenyu’s voice grew louder and louder until it was practically the roar of a wild beast.

Although Aunt Ouyang’s name is still written in gibberish, I know that those two characters are just a private nickname between Aunt Ouyang and me.

Wind…