Chapter 37

“Xuanyu~” Jingyan came over to me with two cups of jasmine tea, handed me one, took a sip, and said, “I don’t know why, but the jasmine tea at home always feels different from the ones you buy outside. The jasmine tea at home doesn’t have such a strong flavor~”

“I don’t know about that, but I don’t think your stuff is fake.” I took Jingyan’s hand and we intertwined our fingers. Jingyan held my hand tightly too.

With no classes in the morning, the two of us strolled along the bustling street. Along the roadside, the tender green leaves of the sycamore trees and the newly blooming wisteria flowers complemented each other. A gentle breeze brought a touch of coolness and a faint fragrance of flowers, making us unconsciously slow down and enjoy the warmth and tranquility of spring.

“Boss, give me a jianbing guozi, with chicken strips!” a young man shouted at the window of a jianbing guozi vendor on the street.

“What the hell? Say it again?” The old master chef from T City, with his heavy accent, looked shocked and confused, as if he wanted to beat up the young man selling pancakes.

“Hehe~” Jingyan and I pressed our faces together, secretly chuckling.

“Sigh~ The milk tea shop at school actually closed down. I really liked their homemade milk tea, and I even got the student council to advertise it.”

“That’s not a pity, isn’t it? Didn’t the boss lose all his money in the stock market?” I said.

“Shouldn’t he have just stayed and continued selling at the school? Why did he lose money on the shop? Honestly.” Jingyan said with a hint of resentment. Jingyan and I used to go to that shop often during college; it was a good place for us to meet and chat. It’s a pity, but the past is the past.

Just like the cold war between Jingyan and me, it melted away with the increasingly hot weather and my mother’s patient and wise persuasion.

“Wait a minute~” Jingyan seemed to have discovered something. She handed me the cup and tiptoed to the wisteria flower next to her. I looked in the direction she was looking and saw a butterfly resting on a petal.

Jingyan quickly took out her phone to take pictures. I was behind her, watching her stick her butt out, her pleated skirt bulging slightly, completely unconcerned about whether she would accidentally expose herself.

Passersby quietly walked around her, but their eyes never left Jingyan’s stunning figure. As the weather got hotter, many people on the street changed into t-shirts, and Jingyan was no exception. However, Jingyan’s full breasts, along with the teardrop-shaped cutout at the chest, which vaguely revealed the alluring cleavage squeezed out by her breasts, made this ordinary t-shirt look much more elegant.

It’s often said that clothes make the man, but conversely, clothes also depend on the man.

Sunlight filtered through the wispy clouds, illuminating Jingyan’s youthful and vibrant face, as if coating her with a dazzling golden glow.

“Mom, look at the butterfly!” a little boy passing by exclaimed, scaring away the butterfly on the petal.

“I’m sorry.” The middle-aged woman, holding a little boy in one hand and a balloon in the other, looked apologetic.

“It’s okay~ The little brother is so cute~” Jingyan was not annoyed at all, but instead patted the child’s head.

“Mom, my sister’s chest is bigger than yours!” the little boy pointed at Jingyan’s chest and turned to shout to his mother.

“Oh dear, what nonsense are you talking about!” The middle-aged woman quickly covered her child’s mouth, and with a swift movement, the balloon flew away.

I turned to look at Jingyan, and her face flushed red instantly. She quickly came over and pulled me away.

“My balloon!”

“Children shouldn’t talk nonsense!”

“I’m not lying, it’s definitely bigger than Mom’s—ah!”

I heard a little boy scream behind me. I turned to look at Jingyan, who was running around, her chest heaving from side to side—it was indeed very large.

“This kid is really something, he says everything.” Jingyan squeezed her burning cheeks with both hands.

“Children speak without thinking, and besides, he was telling the truth.”

I comforted her.

“Oh, you’re staring at other people’s mother’s chest, aren’t you!” Jingyan suddenly turned around and accused me.

“Huh?” I didn’t expect that girls’ thought processes would be so unique.

“I’ll deal with you when we get home!” Jingyan crossed her arms and resumed her spoiled princess act.

“Alright, let’s see who takes care of whom while Aunt Ouyang isn’t home!” I hugged her from behind, holding two cups of milk tea in one hand and tickling her soft flesh with the other.

“Ah—humph…” Jingyan suddenly let out an unhappy hum. I quickly stopped and saw that her eyes were downcast and she said sadly, “I don’t know where my mom went. It’s almost May Day, and my dad said he would come back for May Day, but she still hasn’t come home. Sigh… I’m almost becoming an unwanted wild child.”

“Then hurry up and marry into my family, my wife,” I teased her, but Jingyan didn’t find it amusing.

“I called my mom yesterday, and she said she was busy. Honestly! She always says family is important, but she runs off faster than anyone else!” Jingyan kicked lightly, and her black leather shoe sent a small pebble flying through the air in an arc. By sheer coincidence, the pebble landed on the bench next to her, making a crisp sound as it struck the metal armrest. This startled an old man who was dozing in the sun on the bench.

“Hmm? It’s raining pebbles from the sky? I need to hurry home… My wife needs to cook.” The old man got up, leaning on his cane, and walked away.

Jingyan shyly buried her head in my arms.

“Oh dear…we almost caused trouble…” I hugged her tightly, and she hugged me back. Everything was just like before, and we were back to that intimate time.

But—even in bed, she wouldn’t tell me what she and Aunt Ouyang talked about that day.

Oh well, let bygones be bygones.

“Xuanyu, let’s go home,” Jingyan said shyly in my arms.

“Fine! Day or night, I’ll show you what I’m made of!” I flicked her cheek with my finger.

“Hate!”

Holding hands, Jingyan and I returned to her home.

As soon as I entered the house, I couldn’t wait to hug and kiss Jingyan.

“Cough cough—” Two crisp coughs instantly interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere that Jingyan and I had just created. We were like being struck by a sudden static electricity, and we instinctively bounced back, each taking a step back.

Our eyes followed the voice, and we saw Aunt Ouyang standing in front of us with a playful smile on her face and her hands on her hips.

“These are my two darlings. They were so eager to hug and nibble on each other as soon as they came in, tsk tsk tsk.” Aunt Ouyang was wearing a long black dress with a gold chain belt around her slender waist, as if it were hanging on her hip. Against the backdrop of the mysterious black and noble gold, Aunt Ouyang’s temperament was even more outstanding, and her unique beauty made the gorgeous decorations seem like mere embellishments.

“Aunt Ouyang, you’re back?” I asked happily.

“Mom~ you’re finally home~” Jingyan said with a hint of resentment.

“If you don’t come home soon, that wild girl will be tricked and taken away! Don’t you think so, Lao Qin! Come downstairs, your son and daughter are back!” Aunt Ouyang shouted to the second floor one last time.

“Really? I was planning to prepare a surprise!” A deep and familiar middle-aged male voice rang out from upstairs, followed by Uncle Qin’s figure hurriedly coming down the stairs.

“Dad—” Jingyan immediately let go of my hand, ran past Aunt Ouyang, and jumped directly into Uncle Qin’s arms.

“This girl…” As Jingyan passed by Aunt Ouyang, a hint of helplessness appeared on Aunt Ouyang’s lips, but it quickly disappeared. Then she opened her arms to me.

“Baby~ Let Auntie give you a hug~” After Auntie Ouyang finished speaking, I slowly walked over and gave Auntie Ouyang a deep hug.

Suddenly—a chill ran down my neck, making me jerk up.

It was then that I noticed a red choker on Aunt Ouyang’s fair neck. The metal chain wrapped around the choker made me feel a chill, and it also felt rough against me, preventing me from getting close to Aunt Ouyang.

“How is it? Does it look good?” Aunt Ouyang held the necklace between her fingers and gestured to me.

“It looks so good…” Although I felt a little uncomfortable, I didn’t show it on the surface, and I didn’t find any strange clues from Aunt Ouyang’s expression.

Perhaps Aunt Ouyang has developed a taste for some new and unusual style. These kinds of accessories are indeed quite popular right now, but… they always have some sexual connotations. Is it appropriate for a CEO like Aunt Ouyang to wear them?

“Waaah…” Just as I was lost in thought, Jingyan hugged Uncle Qin and cried loudly.

“Alright, alright, Dad will come back more often from now on.” I stared at Uncle Qin’s face. I didn’t notice anything else, but the frown lines between his eyebrows were indeed deeper.

“Alright~ Have you eaten yet, sweetheart? Call your mom and dad to come along~” Aunt Ouyang said.

“Yes, yes, hurry up and call Bowen and Wanyi over, I’ll order food.” Uncle Qin chimed in, taking out his phone, probably to contact my parents.

“Alright, you two little ones, go upstairs and be affectionate. Your Uncle Qin and I are downstairs, we won’t disturb the young couple,” Aunt Ouyang teased.

“Mom—” Jingyan hugged Uncle Qin’s arm, her cheeks puffed out like an angry frog.

Aunt Ouyang covered her mouth and laughed. I went over and pulled Jingyan upstairs.

“My mom is making fun of me again. Humph, just wait and see how I make fun of her!” In the bedroom, Jingyan hugged her pillow and pouted.

“Okay, okay, I’ll go downstairs and see if I can help out or something.” I left the bedroom. For some reason, I’ve gotten used to the quietness when walking up the stairs in Jingyan’s house. I walked halfway down and glanced into the living room on the first floor.

Aunt Ouyang was lying on the sofa, sitting in Uncle Qin’s lap. Uncle Qin had his arm around Aunt Ouyang, and the two were very intimate.

“Why are you wearing this?” Uncle Qin hooked his finger around Aunt Ouyang’s neck collar.

“Oh, mind your own business! Go away, I’m looking for you—” Aunt Ouyang slapped Uncle Qin’s hand away.

“Shh!” Uncle Qin quickly covered Aunt Ouyang’s mouth.

“Alright, honey, stop talking~ I won’t… flirt with anyone anymore…” Uncle Qin said very softly.

What do you mean by “flirting”? I wondered, as if I had heard something terrible.

“Who cares about you, do whatever you want…” Aunt Ouyang tossed her hair, but after tossing it, her arm was still wrapped around Uncle Qin’s neck.

“No! No way!” Uncle Qin pleaded, while simultaneously trying to kiss Aunt Ouyang.

“Go away, go away—” Aunt Ouyang poked Uncle Qin’s face with her finger, the two were very affectionate.

Aunt Ouyang and Uncle Qin came back together—so Aunt Ouyang has been visiting Uncle Qin all this time? Oh dear, I’m really going crazy.

But this is for the best. After going through the ups and downs, Jingyan and I have become closer and closer, and Aunt Ouyang and Uncle Qin are also “better off than ever” after a long separation.

That’s wonderful.

“Oh dear, stop it! There’s a little rascal peeking!” Aunt Ouyang said with a smile as she looked at me.

“Who is it?” Uncle Qin turned around and saw it was me. I could only awkwardly walk down.

“You little rascal~ Where did you go to play with Jingyan?” Aunt Ouyang got off Uncle Qin, walked up to me, pinched my cheek, and asked.

“I didn’t go anywhere, just strolled around.”

“Hurry up and make a baby, did you hear me? *kiss*!” Aunt Ouyang said, then kissed me on the cheek.

“Huh?” I was really not used to this sudden change of topic, and I looked at Uncle Qin guiltily. Fortunately, Uncle Qin had a smile on his face.

Aunt Ouyang’s attitude towards me hasn’t changed at all, except for certain taboo matters.

Cheers! Cheers!

My parents, Uncle Qin, Aunt Ouyang, Jingyan, Xuanman and I had dinner together.

“Is Xiaoman going to have an exam?” Uncle Qin had just asked Xuanman when Aunt Ouyang nudged him with her elbow, probably to avoid putting pressure on Xuanman.

“Okay! Almost there.” Xuanman was still wearing her oversized school uniform, with something stuffed in her mouth.

“Hey, don’t poke me~” Uncle Qin complained to Aunt Ouyang, then said to Xuanman, “It’s okay, it doesn’t matter what score you get, your Uncle Qin has plenty of ways to help you.”

“Oh dear, what nonsense are you talking about!” Aunt Ouyang scolded Uncle Qin, clearly not wanting Xuanman to know these things.

“It’s okay, I’ll do my best!” Xuanman raised her left hand and shouted. She was indeed very motivated lately and wasn’t as nervous as those who were preparing for the college entrance examination.

“Go for it!” Jingyan shouted along.

“Here, have some.” Mom wrapped a few pieces of cumin lamb in lettuce, added a few scallions, and handed it to Dad.

“Hmm!” Dad took it and grunted.

“Wanyi, are you still going to do that live stream? I was watching it last night. How about we set up an MCN company for you? Or you could sign one. I think Yuechuangwen is pretty good; their headquarters are in Beijing.” Uncle Qin then turned to look at Mom.

“No need, I’m just broadcasting for fun. And you don’t need to give me any gifts. Last time, you were the one who sent several big rockets.” Mom picked up some lettuce, added a few pieces of meat, and handed them to Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin stuffed it into his mouth in one gulp.

I don’t know why, but Uncle Qin is afraid of both Aunt Ouyang and my mother. He’s afraid of Aunt Ouyang because he spoils her, but why is he afraid of my mother?

“You should finish things over there and come home as soon as possible. No matter how nice Hainan Island is, it’s not as good as our little nest at home,” Mom said again.

“But Hainan Island is indeed a nice place. How about we go together during the May Day holiday… Oh, May Day is not an option, Jingyan has something to do. Let’s go during the National Day holiday or something,” Aunt Ouyang said.

“Hmm, not a bad idea,” Dad said, pushing up his glasses.

“Great! Great!” Xuanman clapped her hands.

“Eat your food properly! You have to go to school later~”

Mom gently patted Xuanman’s head.

“Oh, there’s no rush to get to school, take your time eating.” Uncle Qin looked at Xuanman with affection.

“Okay, okay, I’ll eat it. Ah… I ate chili peppers, it’s so spicy, so spicy!” Xuanman stuck out her tongue, fanned herself with her hand, and quickly picked up her cup to drink her beverage.

“Ha ha……”

“Slow down…”

“Ha ha……”

Everyone was touched by Xuanman’s cuteness and laughed happily.

The two families are living together happily—that’s wonderful, and it will always be like this.

…

That night, I held Jingyan in my arms as we slept in her bedroom. She was already asleep, but for some reason, I couldn’t fall asleep. I picked up my phone and suddenly realized I hadn’t been online for a long time.

The forum for players has been shut down, and all notifications have been turned off.

Let me tell Yuefeng about my recent situation. Although I didn’t share a bed with him like he did, it was still a rather eventful experience.

Upon entering the Conquerors forum, the title at the top of the homepage instantly plunged me into despair.

The title, “Six Days – L Hot Mom’s Transformation Diary of a Bitch,” included the word “NEW,” which made me frown in disbelief.

L Hot Mom? Is that Aunt Ouyang? Or is it some other post written by someone else? Is it also L Hot Mom?

I clicked on it and found that the poster was Zhao Chenyu, and the update date was yesterday morning. My hope was instantly dashed. I scrolled down, and the post immediately popped up with a payment request.

Pay… I don’t care about anything else right now, I just need to pay. I need to know what happened.

The screen refreshed, and I quietly got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and sat on the toilet to watch.

Post begins:

Hello everyone, it’s been a long time! I’m your strategy guru, Xiaoyu. I’m very sorry for the long hiatus, but I’m sure this time’s content will satisfy you!

After this ended, I immediately started editing videos and writing posts for everyone. I looked it up and found that sperm can survive in a woman’s body for 24-72 hours, so when you see this post, maybe there will still be my live sperm inside L the hot mom, hehe.

(I was furious to see Zhao Chenyu say such insulting things to Aunt Ouyang, but I still held onto a sliver of hope—could it be someone else? Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu haven’t been in contact for a long time. So what could be the reason?)

Of course, before the main content of the post, I still want to say a few words to everyone.

Many people have commented or messaged me saying that the post was fabricated and pieced together from various sources. I admit that there are such people, and many people have been deceived.

But what does this prove?

Do as you please. I’ll be frank with you all: L-Hot Mom is the actress I found. We didn’t reach an agreement before because we thought the pay split was too low, so I haven’t updated for a long time. Now that we’ve reached an agreement, I’m starting to make up stories and update again, haha.

(I’m speechless at this point. People usually make fake things seem real in their posts, just photoshop an ID card and claim they’re mother and daughter or sisters, but Zhao Chenyu actually exposed himself? Although I know the content of his posts is based on things that happened around me, if he’s selling things, wouldn’t this be—damn! Why am I even thinking about him? What am I thinking?)

It’s up to you how you interpret it, but I’ll say it again: things online are a mix of truth and falsehood, so you have to judge for yourself. Sometimes there’s a mix of truth and falsehood, and if you take it too seriously, you’ll fall into a trap. Aren’t many scripts and fake feuds like that?

It’s all about generating traffic.

I have no problem with you interpreting L Hot Mom as an actress, because that actually better protects L Hot Mom’s privacy. Although I update here and create these paid contents, let me tell you, the money I make is a drop in the ocean compared to what L Hot Mom gives me.

(I gritted my teeth, you still know? You still know Aunt Ouyang is good to you, and this is how you treat her—I don’t know how to curse this heartless beast. It feels like if I keep cursing, my own logic and values ​​will be affected, because I kindly found him a job in the first place, and he still had a relationship with Aunt Ouyang even though he knew she was my mother-in-law.)

Anyway, whether L’s hot mom is an actress or a CEO is irrelevant to us. What does it matter to us if those glamorous internet celebrities do something like that behind the scenes, they don’t clean up their messes and talk about their mothers all the time?

Just watch what you like.

Alright, I believe those who are able to see this are all avid enthusiasts who pay for it, so consider this my well-intentioned advice.

Next up is my latest story with “actress” L, the hot mom.

The main text begins:

I haven’t seen L since our last encounter, but my blissful sex life hasn’t stopped, as you can tell from the contrasting secretary.

That day, I had just gotten up when I suddenly heard a sound at the door. Before I even got to the door, I saw that L, the hot mom, wearing a trench coat and sunglasses, had already opened the door and come in.

I was puzzled. Why did L, the hot mom, suddenly come to see me? So I went up to greet her, but L ignored me. I helped her change her shoes and hang up her clothes, but she was wearing sunglasses the whole time, so I had no idea what was going on.

I asked her if she had eaten, and she said no, her voice was hoarse. I had some expectations, but I still quickly went to cook.

I cooked two bowls of noodles, but L’s sunglasses were in the way, so she took them off while eating. When I looked closely, wow, her entire glasses were red – she must have been crying!

(Crying? Mu Lingze also told me that Aunt Ouyang was wearing sunglasses the whole time. Could it be the day after I talked to Aunt Ouyang last night? But that doesn’t make sense. Mu Lingze told me that she was still at work. What’s going on?)

I didn’t ask any more questions, because asking now would definitely annoy L. After she finished eating, she put her hands on her knees and sat in the chair in a daze. I boldly walked over, picked her up, and took her back to the bedroom.

She lay on the bed with her back to me, not saying a word. I tentatively asked her what had happened, and she said fiercely that it was nothing and told me to get lost.

I’ve said before that L hot mom is a sharp-tongued person. You’re already here, and you still tell me to get lost. How am I supposed to leave?

I ignored her, poured her a glass of warm water, and just stayed by her side. L, the hot mom, kept telling me to get lost, to go away, and not to get in her way. I didn’t change at all.

Let her yell at me. What’s wrong with getting yelled at? I got yelled at by her at first, and I’m still fine. I was originally going to include this part, but then I thought better of it. L’s mom’s language is too vulgar.

A while later, after I had already passed my work start time, my phone suddenly rang. I looked at it and it was a call from my stupid boss.

I deliberately answered the call and then put it on speakerphone.

My idiot boss started yelling at me about why I wasn’t at work, and I instantly got furious. I snapped back at her, “Damn it, I’m not going! You think I care? I’m exhausted like a dog all day, and you still yell at me every day. Am I your father? I’m not going to put up with you! Fuck! Get out!”

After I finished yelling, I immediately hung up the phone, turned around and saw L the hot mom, who was smiling at me.

She asked me, “Aren’t you afraid of losing your job?”

I said, “Work isn’t as important as you.” I thought it was a nice way to comfort me, but when L, the hot mom, heard it, she suddenly turned very cold and serious, saying to me, “This sentence… this sentence…” I remember clearly that she first gave a cold laugh, and then said, “This sentence…”

That sounded very familiar; I’d heard it from other men before. Unfortunately, he’d changed.

The other man has changed too.

Although I don’t know who it is, I’m pretty sure I’m right.

(I felt a pang of sadness; those two men Aunt Ouyang was talking about…)

Just as I was thinking about how to react, L, the hot mom, suddenly asked me, “Will you change?”

I froze, not knowing what to say. This was a death sentence! But what could I do? After asking the question, L stared at me intently. I stared back without flinching and said, “People change. I never thought my life would turn out like this. If I hadn’t met you, I would have been planning to go to work. One phone call, and I lost my job. Oh well, at least now I know what’s most important.”

Although whether this is right or wrong is entirely up to L’s mom, what I conveyed to her was sincerity. Sometimes what women need is sincerity, even if it’s harsh words.

After I finished speaking, L, the hot mom, gave a disdainful smile, but her eyes softened considerably.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I quickly jumped onto the bed and hugged her.

L, the hot mom, didn’t stop me, but she didn’t go along with me either. She cursed at me, “You dog of a man! Ha! They’re all dog of a man!”

But it didn’t seem like they were insulting me.

I really missed L, the hot mom, in my arms. It had been so long since I’d held her. Z was youthful, beautiful, and had long legs, but different women have different charms. Who could compare to L, the hot mom, a mature and sophisticated woman?

But L, the hot mom, didn’t think that way. Suddenly, she stretched out her fist in my arms and started hitting me like a madwoman. One punch made my nose bleed, and the bone-melting pain made my whole body go numb.

But the hot mom L was still having a fit, yelling, “It would be better if I bled, it would be better if I beat you to death!”

“You deserve to be beaten. Do you know how many people would gladly accept being beaten and scolded?”

“What kind of person are you? I’ve let you live here, and you have no conscience! You treat me like this! I’ll beat you to death! I’ll kill you!”

She hit and cursed at me at the same time, completely disregarding her image. She was no different from the shrew at the village entrance when I was a child. I have the video. Although it can show everyone a different side of L’s hot mom, it’s too damaging to her image, so I’ll pass.

Although I don’t know what happened to L’s mom, I know that at this time I can only endure it, even if my nose is full of blood.

This hot mom, L, usually seems calm and collected, but when she gets angry, she’s really terrifying. I feel like she must have been a tough person to mess with when she was younger. But when she got tired of fighting, she covered her eyes with her arms and cried with her back to me, her shoulders hunched together, looking very delicate, like a rose with many thorns, just to protect her beautiful flower.

I was wiping my nosebleed with one hand and handing her a tissue to wipe her tears with the other, but she didn’t even look at me.

But it’s not that I don’t know her.

video–

(The sudden video link made me frown. I touched my ear, thankfully I had grabbed my headphones from the bedside table and put them on so as not to disturb Jingyan. I pressed play.)

The video begins: the scene is not the detached master bedroom that Zhao Chenyu mentioned earlier, but the dining table on the first floor. Moreover, at the very beginning of the video, the camera is not filming above the table, but under the table, where Aunt Ouyang’s beautiful feet are retracting back to the opposite side of the table.

Moreover, Zhao Chenyu’s light blue pajamas look familiar to me; I think I’ve seen them before.

At this point, the subtitles appear: “This is the content from the last post with L Hot Mom. You can read it together.”

I quickly switched the URL back to the previous post by Aunt Ouyang and found that it was indeed when the two finished eating that Aunt Ouyang massaged Zhao Chenyu’s groin with her feet.

I switched back; this video should be the content from later in the series.

The camera pans up, and Aunt Ouyang, still wearing that red mask, stirs the dumplings in her bowl without saying a word.

Suddenly she looked up, glanced at Zhao Chenyu, and said with a sneer, “Tch, really, wearing glasses to pretend to be cultured.”

Zhao Chenyu chuckled.

Aunt Ouyang was silent for a while before saying, “**Yu, let’s make tonight… the last time.”

“From now on, you’ll work hard at **’s company. I’ll let you live in this house, as long as you don’t set it on fire and don’t bring any dirty women with you.”

When she spoke, Aunt Ouyang’s movements were not coherent, probably because some parts were edited out.

“If you want to start your own business in the future, I will also provide you with some funding, but I have one requirement for you.”

“Remember the lesson you learned last time, live your own life honestly, and don’t bother me or the people around you again.”

“Xiaoyu… I can’t deny it, you make me very happy. I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but I didn’t expect… hehe… it was truly an unprecedented experience.”

“If this ability weren’t determined by a system, and if I didn’t want to hurt—(a long string of beeps) I really wanted to transplant your thing…”

“However, I also have my own life, and my life is not suitable for you. After tonight, I will be my river, and you will be your well. Let this be the most beautiful memory.”

I stared at Aunt Ouyang’s masked face, which was calm and undisturbed, her tone tinged with sadness.

“Hmm—” The video ended after a heavy groan from a man.

Post continues:

This is content I didn’t include last time because it involved a lot of private information, so I cut it out. But then I realized it might still be useful, so this time, since L-la-ma contacted me to update with new content, I included it. This way, everyone will know why I’m still living here.

When L, the hot mom, said this to me, I knew she was more serious than ever before, so I readily agreed.

Another aspect is that the reason L-Hot Mom was able to end things with me like this is because she treated me, who was originally her daughter’s junior and her little Karami, as an equal to her in discussing matters. This was a huge favor to me. If I had been unreasonable or undignified, I don’t know what methods L-Hot Mom would have used to make me “dignify” myself.

So I had no choice.

Later, even though I broke off my relationship with L the hot mom and even blocked her on WeChat, I still sent her a text message every day, wishing her happiness and that she would become more and more beautiful.

At first, she told me to stop sending messages and not to bother her.

In response, I shamelessly texted her, “Even if we’re not related, you’re still my goddess. I want to bless my goddess every day.” She didn’t reply, and I don’t know if she blocked my number.

However, this time it was L, the hot mom, who took the initiative to contact me. I don’t know if it was my persistence that worked, but since she came to me, it has a different meaning.

video–

(After reading Zhao Chenyu’s words, I was extremely surprised. It turns out that there was something missing in Aunt Ouyang’s post last time. So that’s why Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu were so cooperative and engaged after their last time together. After all, it was Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu’s last time together, and Aunt Ouyang let go of all her shackles and stopped deliberately suppressing herself.)

(Is that so…? I remember after watching it last time, I even looked down on Aunt Ouyang—but the more I think about it, the more something seems off. Did Zhao Chenyu really forget to edit it? Or did he deliberately omit some information? If it was intentional, then wouldn’t he know I’ve been reading his posts?)

Son… I felt like I was looking at dark clouds on the horizon from afar, and the more I looked at them, the closer they seemed to get… A wave of regret washed over me, and my finger hovered over the video link; I clicked it.

Because I still can’t believe it, I don’t want to believe it, I can’t believe that Aunt Ouyang would actually take the initiative to go to Zhao Chenyu.

Video begins:

The screen was completely black, with a line of text appearing in the center: “After scolding and beating her, the hot mom L got up and tried to leave. What a joke! You’ve come all this way to me, do you think I’d let you go?”

“Ahhhhh…” Before the subtitles faded, Aunt Ouyang’s slightly hoarse moans entered my ears.

The darkness gradually faded, and the master bedroom of the detached house slowly appeared on the screen. The curtains were drawn, but the lights were off, so it was probably daytime. The dim camera shot from the foot of the bed towards the head of the bed. Zhao Chenyu knelt on the luxurious bed, showing off his strong back muscles while moving his hips. Two snow-white, tender legs were lazily draped over his thighs, swaying gently with Zhao Chenyu’s movements. Aunt Ouyang’s naked body was blocked by Zhao Chenyu, but her rosy face behind the mask could still be seen, and her red lips were slightly parted, releasing seductive moans.

The two bodies occupied only the left side of the bed, while on the right side, the wrinkled T-shirt, the messy gold skirt suit, the flesh-colored pantyhose with one leg on the bed and the other on the floor, the two pairs of men’s and women’s underwear crumpled and twisted together, and the bra torn in half, all seemed to silently tell me how “fiercely Aunt Ouyang had resisted” just now.

“Wife! Your pussy is so tight~ Just like the first time I fucked you, did you hold back for a long time too? Hmm?” Zhao Chenyu moved slowly.

“Get out! Who’s your wife! Ah! Uh eeee—” Although Zhao Chenyu’s thrusting was very small, Aunt Ouyang’s eyes widened from time to time, her mouth opened and closed, and her occasional high-pitched moans were like a sudden soaring sound wave.

“Hehe, a couple in bed is still a couple, right? You were resisting me just now, but as soon as I spread your legs and touched… touched your pussy and you got wet. As soon as I put it in, you immediately became obedient. You said you weren’t my good wife? It’s you! It’s you! You slutty wife!” Zhao Chenyu’s thrusts weren’t very wide or fast, but as I stared at their intertwined crotches, Zhao Chenyu’s thick penis, like a devil’s claw, mercilessly tore open Aunt Ouyang’s willow-leaf honey hole. The thick pubic hair, like countless octopus hands, was sucked onto the penis by the vaginal fluid, making Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole round and bulging. Even the tips of the willow-leaf labia were curved into a rounded arc.

I really couldn’t do it. I deliberately observed when I made love with Aunt Ouyang. Although my penis could clearly stretch Aunt Ouyang’s vagina open, the part near the clitoris would not change, like a spindle shape. But when Zhao Chenyu’s penis was inserted, Aunt Ouyang’s vagina became completely round, with her labia tightly gripping the shaft, like a leopard biting its prey’s throat, unwilling to let go.

“Mmm-ah! Ah! Ah!” Zhao Chenyu’s last few words, combined with the sudden and violent thrusting, made Aunt Ouyang’s neck stiffen, her red lips open wide, and she let out three unrestrained moans.

“Is it comfortable, wife? Is it comfortable?” Zhao Chenyu grabbed Aunt Ouyang’s breasts with both hands, teasing her. Aunt Ouyang covered her mouth with her hand and turned her head away, ignoring him.

“Hehe, I know even if you don’t say anything, your cunt is sucking so tight, the flesh inside is all squeezed together, like it hasn’t moved at all. Well then I’ll show you what it feels like to be filled up.” Zhao Chenyu pinched Aunt Ouyang’s breasts with both hands, his fingers sinking into the flesh, and with a heavy thrust of his hips, his thick penis immediately charged forward like a warrior, probing little by little into the warm “narrow path” in front of him, vying to be the first “brave” to make a contribution.

“Ah—” Aunt Ouyang’s head snapped back, the back of her head hitting the pillow, her eyes and lips wide open, her neck straining so hard that you could see the veins. Her hands gripped Zhao Chenyu’s wrists as he was grabbing her breasts, and her two jade legs, which were resting on Zhao Chenyu’s thighs, instantly straightened up, like a compass spread open, her two jade feet as straight as the tips of a compass needle.

Aunt Ouyang had done the same thing to me before, except that she had taken the initiative to spread her legs with her hands and generously invited me. I can’t recall ever feeling her tremble all over just from being touched like this.

Taking advantage of his victory, Zhao Chenyu leaned down and pressed his upper body against Aunt Ouyang. His lips instantly captured Aunt Ouyang’s wide-open red lips. Wearing a beast mask, his mouth was even wider than Aunt Ouyang’s. He savagely swallowed Aunt Ouyang’s delicate lips and began to suck them greedily.

“Mmm—humph!” Aunt Ouyang let out a few low and alluring moans, filled with a resisting desire, but in the blink of an eye, her reason was swallowed by passion, and she and Zhao Chenyu became entangled in a hot kiss.

I stared intently at the screen, witnessing Aunt Ouyang’s mature and alluring body being covered by Zhao Chenyu’s strong body, her mouths being ravaged and devoured by the “beast” in front of her. I could almost feel Aunt Ouyang’s rapid and heavy breathing, each breath like a fine thread tightly wrapped around my heart, making me rise and fall with it.

In the lingering kisses and the fullness of his embrace, Aunt Ouyang’s hands, which had been guarding her chest as if protecting the last line of defense, gradually softened in the lingering passion, growing like vines and meandering up Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders.

Until she completely wrapped her arms around Zhao Chenyu’s neck; Aunt Ouyang’s legs, which had been pointing at the ceiling in the air, were now shyly crossed, with her smooth heels resting on Zhao Chenyu’s buttocks, as if hinting at some unspeakable desire.

Finally, she slowly climbed up Zhao Chenyu’s waist, crossing her ankles like a lock, locking herself onto Zhao Chenyu.

“Pop~ Pop—”

“Mmm~ Hmm—Pop!”

“Wife~” Zhao Chenyu reluctantly released Aunt Ouyang’s lips, and then stuck out his tongue to lick Aunt Ouyang’s lips again. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but the moment Zhao Chenyu stuck out his tongue, the tip of Aunt Ouyang’s tongue also shyly came out of her mouth.

“I don’t know what happened to you, and I won’t ask if you don’t want to tell me, but I’m here for you, and I want you to enjoy happiness.” Zhao Chenyu said this with deep affection, just like when I confessed my feelings to him.

Aunt Ouyang’s gaze was fixed on Zhao Chenyu’s face, her hand gently stroking it…

“Smack—”

“ah–”

Zhao Chenyu thrust his hips in and out, and Aunt Ouyang groaned in response.

“Slap! Slap slap! Slap slap slap slap slap!” Zhao Chenyu didn’t wait for Aunt Ouyang’s reply and quickly began thrusting faster and faster.

“Ah ah! Uh uh uh! Uh—” Aunt Ouyang held Zhao Chenyu’s body tightly, rested her head on his shoulder, and let out unrestrained moans as her eyes were glazed over.

“Wife! Your pussy is so tight! So wet!” Zhao Chenyu teased Aunt Ouyang, biting her ear.

“Mmm… Harder! Harder! Xiaoyuzi!” Encouraged by Aunt Ouyang, Zhao Chenyu’s lower body pounded down like a heavy hammer, his thick penis thrusting deep into Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole, the glans fiercely roaming in the tight passage, violently filling the sensitive cervix at the top of her vagina.

“Mmm! Ah! Oh my god—ah! I can’t take it! It’s too big! Ah!” Aunt Ouyang’s charming moans were accompanied by very obvious trembling at the end. Her head was sometimes buried in Zhao Chenyu’s neck, and sometimes raised high. Her limbs were tightly wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s body, but she always looked very shaky.

“Ah… Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu!” Aunt Ouyang called out to Zhao Chenyu.

“What’s wrong, honey?” Zhao Chenyu replied breathlessly.

“I… Ah! I! Am I a slut?” Aunt Ouyang’s question made me frown.

“Hehe! Yes! You’re a slut! There’s no slut more slutty than you!” Zhao Chenyu stood up slightly, facing Aunt Ouyang, and said with a firm gaze.

“Ugh—ahh, I’m such a slut…it’s so swollen~” Aunt Ouyang moaned and murmured, her hands on Zhao Chenyu’s shoulders, her cheeks flushed, her mature and sexy body enduring the strong man’s rough handling. Her voice was extremely charming, but I could hear a sense of loss in Aunt Ouyang’s tone.

“Yes! You’re a slut! A slut!” Zhao Chenyu gritted his teeth and cursed and fucked her hard. His penis was pulled out completely and then plunged back in. I could see it more clearly than ever before. The moment his penis was pulled out, Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole suddenly tightened, and the moment it slightly opened, it was completely stretched open by the hard penis. It was a lewd scene.

This scene repeated itself several times…

“Ah! Ah! It’s so swollen! Uh—Xiao Yuzi! Am I…am I a slut? Uh!” Aunt Ouyang twisted her head from side to side, seemingly unable to withstand such penetrating stimulation, and asked another question that surprised me amidst her moans.

“Yeah! You’re a slut! A horny, cheap bitch!” Zhao Chenyu’s insults were truly “unreserved,” making me grit my teeth in anger.

After cursing Aunt Ouyang, he grabbed and squeezed her full breasts, wantonly playing with and kneading them.

“Ugh—I’m a slut! I’m a slut! I’m a slut, I’m a slut, I’m a slut…” Aunt Ouyang not only didn’t dodge, but instead, amidst her tearful moans, she straightened her chest and let Zhao Chenyu defile her.

A female CEO with countless resources at her fingertips moaning wantonly under the ministrations of a college student, masturbating and cursing herself as a slut and a whore—everyone wants to see this scene, everyone enjoys seeing it.

The only people she disliked were her family.

“You slut! You whore! *kiss*” Zhao Chenyu lowered his head and kissed Aunt Ouyang’s red lips, then pinched Aunt Ouyang’s chin and said, “You’re my whore, my slut!”

“Yes! It’s your slut! Your whore! Haha! It’s Xiaoyu’s slut! Xiaoyu’s whore! Haha!” Aunt Ouyang moaned and laughed wildly, cupping Zhao Chenyu’s face in her hands and kissing him passionately and lewdly.

Zhao Chenyu was slightly taken aback, but he quickly realized what he should do. He frantically thrust his hips downwards, penetrating and pumping into Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole.

“Clap clap clap clap clap! Clap clap clap clap clap!”

His scrotum slammed onto Aunt Ouyang’s perineum, splashing out glistening “lustful flowers” like fireworks blooming on the wrinkled, messy red sheets, resembling tiny, deep red petals. Below Aunt Ouyang’s beautiful buttocks was already a pool of deep red fluid, as if the most secret stamen hidden among the petals was being roughly plucked by the strong wild bee on her body with its thick, long “poisonous stinger,” squeezing out streams of sweet nectar, making this “lustful flower” bloom even wilder and more wanton.

“Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu! Harder! Hahaha—so good!” Aunt Ouyang’s lips were still wet with saliva, and her bright red lips couldn’t wait to let out a wanton sound. Her lewd voice felt unfamiliar to me. Was this still my Aunt Ouyang?

“Slut! My slutty cunt! Slutty bitch!” Zhao Chenyu’s hips moved like a motor, tirelessly repeating the mechanical fucking.

“Ugh! Too intense! I can’t take it! Waaah—haha~ So full! So full!” Aunt Ouyang cried and laughed at the same time, her expression constantly switching between painful frowns and joyful stretches, as if she had gone mad.

It’s unclear whether she’s indulging in Zhao Chenyu’s brutal manipulation or indulging in her own depravity.

“Fuck you to death, fuck you to death! Your cunt is starting to tighten! Haha! It’s tightening so much! Is it about to climax?” Zhao Chenyu laughed smugly.

This also brought back memories of how Aunt Ouyang’s vagina would contract very violently every time she had an orgasm. Every time this happened, I would adjust my speed so that Aunt Ouyang would have an orgasm before I ejaculated.

“Ah, yes! I’m about to climax! It feels so good! Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu!” Aunt Ouyang readily admitted, then murmured softly. But the tone of her murmur “Xiaoyu” made my consciousness momentarily blur, as if Aunt Ouyang was beneath me, calling my name.

“Isn’t she my slut!” Zhao Chenyu accelerated his fucking, his big cock slamming into Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole with loud slapping sounds, shaking the bed. The pantyhose that were originally draped over the bed with one leg were shaken off the bed by the vibration.

“Ah, yes, yes! Yes! It’s Xiaoyu’s slut! Your slut, you whore! Uh-huh—hmph!” Aunt Ouyang hugged Zhao Chenyu tightly, her delicate body trembling, and sobbing moans came from her nose. It was the first time I had ever heard Aunt Ouyang moan like that.

Zhao Chenyu pressed down hard on Aunt Ouyang’s trembling body. The only part of Aunt Ouyang’s body that was still releasing her pent-up desire was her round, fleshy vagina, which was stretched by the large penis.

Between the crevices of her honeyed orifice, streams of nectar flowed, trickling into the “flower stamen” beneath her, and then flowing out again…

“Smack—” Zhao Chenyu kissed Aunt Ouyang and said, “Baby~ stay here. Anyway, I’ve lost my job, and you even beat me up. You have to stay and make it up to me.”

“Bastard!” Aunt Ouyang cursed.

The video ended, but the post continues: After I had sex with L the hot mom, I learned the reason why L the hot mom was in a bad mood. L the hot mom got together with the senior. That’s right, for the senior, it meant that he had a relationship with his future mother-in-law. I have to say I’m very envious. He had sex with both mother and daughter, and the mother-in-law was willing.

But the senior student felt it wouldn’t work, so the two broke up again.

After listening, I didn’t know what to say. Their relationship was much closer than I thought, and whatever I said would be wrong. So I just needed to make L’s mom comfortable.

After L finished speaking, she turned around and cursed at me. Although she cursed fiercely, she couldn’t change the truth of her actions. It had been a long time since we last met, and only my penis could satisfy her. In addition, she was in a bad mood, so I took the opportunity to suggest that L stay here for a few days, or that I accompany her on a trip to relax. When I said relax, I deliberately poked my penis into her vagina.

L, a beautiful and mature woman in a high position, knows everything and has seen all kinds of storms. She knows everything; it’s just a matter of who can give her what she wants, and I just happen to be one of them.

So L, the hot mom, was very compliant with my requests, even extremely compliant.

The training has begun.

Video 2——

(I hadn’t quite recovered from the video I just watched, so I frowned and pressed play.)