Within the walls of Beijing, an affair between an aunt and nephew (06)

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【06】"Won't I disturb you?" Mr. Honda, who had already sat down, asked politely. Although it was a polite question, Xu Li felt that he had a hint of sarcasm in his expression, as if there was something more to his words.

Xu Li wanted to say something casual, but suddenly some thoughts flashed through his mind, making him look at the landlady who was busy in the small kitchen with Grandma Honda. He suddenly lost his confidence.

"Ah, ah.

" "You," Grandpa Honda said, while stuffing some melon seeds and pine nuts that the boy's family had sent him into his mouth, scolding him, "I don't see any other skills you have, but you're quite good with women.

" The boy responded with a wry smile, thinking to himself, what skills do I have? If I really had the ability to navigate a sea of women, I wouldn't have been entangled by this sultry woman. If I really had that ability, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed and confused by that woman, to the point that I willingly ended up in Japan.

【Why did it come to this?】 He didn't know.

For the past two years, he had been in a state of turmoil. He didn't know what kind of person he wanted to become, whether his major had a future, or which direction society was heading. Questions swirled in his mind, and confusion seemed to be a constant companion.

Ultimately, it all stemmed from his heart having lost its home. He didn't understand either woman: he lacked the skills to handle women.

—————————— That day, after his tutoring session, he went straight to their former love nest.

Her wedding was interrupted; the bridesmaids and friends swarmed her. Unable to say much, she told him, "Go there," there, the place where they had made their secret love.

He rushed there without a second thought, not considering what that man might do to her at the wedding. He had already imagined it, countless times—their being congratulated by everyone, their lips meeting, their vows of eternal love, even worse, more shameful things… But what good did just thinking do? It couldn't stop them in the slightest, especially since they might have already done it all.

【It's all too late—】【The dream should end—】【It's irreversible—】【It's time to get back on the right path—】【Forget it, only by forgetting can you face her honestly—】But the more he tried to forget, the more vividly he remembered. The tears she shed in her wedding dress seemed to drip onto his face incessantly.

He ran and ran, past the roundabout at Chaoyangmen, past the small streets, past Shitiao, past Duan Qirui's government building on Zhang Zizhong Road, past Bai Kui Old Shop at Jiaodaokou. Running made his dopamine surge wildly, but the profuse sweating didn't lessen the gloom in his chest. Hot, dim, dizzy, he struggled to climb the rugged stairs of the old residential area, standing before that familiar door. He didn't know whether to knock or use his key. While he hesitated, the door opened.

"Prelude—Prelude Ceremony?" Her aunt's voice trembled with surprise. Without her makeup, she looked listless, her short hair disheveled, her eyes weary and aggrieved. The soft, white flesh of her face had lost its former firmness. Gone was her elegant white dress; she wore only a plain white t-shirt and loose shorts, her slender feet in the woven slippers she'd bought with him—his pair were right next to the door.

Unlike before, the woman didn't pull him in, close the door, or conceal their relationship. She seemed to have completely forgotten their connection. She threw herself into his arms, draping his backpack over her shoulder, greedily inhaling his scent. She looked like a craving for cigarettes, her eyes glazed, uttering meaningless moans. Her soul, devoid of spirit, seemed to regain its luster because of the boy's sweat. After

a moment of stunned silence, he, not yet savoring the long-lost feeling of her soft, white body, wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her inside.

They gazed at each other, seemingly with a thousand unspoken words. His expression shifted between jealousy and passion, hers between allure and resentment. After a long while, the boy finally spoke.

"Auntie, you've sunk again.

" His attempt to ease the tension had no effect. The woman neither laughed nor kicked or hit him. Instead, her slender body curled up on the sofa, her arms crossed around her legs, her chin resting on her knees, her face averted from sight.

Xu Li was somewhat bewildered, but deeply uneasy. He had nowhere to vent his frustration at the woman's attitude, but only for a moment. In a fog of confusion, this emotion found its outlet.

"Hmph! You and that guy have been eating and drinking everywhere, aren't you afraid of getting sick?

" The boy's aunt turned her head, her hair whipping dramatically in the air. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. "What did you say?" The woman gasped for breath, smoothing her short hair. "What did you say? I'm already so tired of dealing with all these invitations and dinners, people I have nothing to do with come here... and then there's Shao Jun and his group, do you know how exhausted I am!" When Xu Li heard the man's name, his heart pounded faster, his muscles tensed involuntarily, and veins popped on his forehead. "Shao... it's all because of him, I don't care if you're tired or not—" The aunt's eyes grew dimmer as she listened to his words. The boy felt a pang of heartache, but as soon as he felt heartache, he realized the futility of his love, the love that was constantly changing.

"Aren't you tired? I... I'd like to know, but is it any of my business?" "Don't... don't say things like that, okay?" Her eyebrows drooped. She grabbed his forearm, shook him, and pleaded with him.

"It's not what you think, really, I've told you everything... I wrote it in the letter before, it really isn't—" The boy suddenly broke free from her grasp, his arm rubbing so hard that it hurt the woman's hand. His features became tense. He threw off his backpack, sat down next to her, but deliberately kept a few feet away.

Seeing his frustrated look, breathing heavily, she felt a pang of heartache. She moved closer and grabbed his arm. He didn't pull away, nor did he respond. She could feel all the muscles in his body tense up, even trembling slightly.

"Xu Li—" She wasn't feeling well either. She had finally waited for him to come, but instead of sharing her feelings, she was met with angry stares. Her increasingly frequent heart palpitations had flared up again, but this woman still tried her best to call him gently.

He didn't respond in the end, taking countless deep breaths before speaking again.

"Auntie," he turned to gaze at the woman leaning on his shoulder, his mind racing, battling jealousy, anger, and fear—something he'd done countless times before, but this time it was particularly intense, "You kissed him at your wedding, didn't you?

" He tried to calm his voice, but still couldn't bring himself to say the truth about her intimacy with another man.

His appearance tugged at her heartstrings, but his question didn't surprise her. She had already mentally rehearsed countless times the scenario of him questioning her. "...Well," she thought many times she wanted to lie to him, but she felt that concealing the truth would be a greater betrayal. "But it was just business, just a little touch—" "And it was all done in front of so many people!" He raised his voice unusually, yelling at her, "And he was holding me, linking his arm with mine, announcing your marriage in front of so many people, who knew you two had been together before—" Seeing the light in his eyes gradually dim, she felt a deep regret, and even the woman who knew the necessity of her actions had a slight hesitation; but this regret was also tinged with excitement, like the excitement of taking away each other's innocence. She felt that he had been deflowered again, and she had left another deep mark on him.

"That's not true at all!" Her cheek touched his cool skin and burning lips. "I'll be waiting for you as soon as it's over, don't you understand?" The woman kissed his cheeks and chin haphazardly, calling him "little fool" and "little idiot" as she did so. Her soft hands used their coolness to dispel the blood rushing to the boy's head. "It's all an act, you know... Do you understand? I don't really like him—" "Hoo, hoo, is it all fake?!" Xu Li's hope rekindled, and he even stroked the beautiful back he had once loved so dearly. "You didn't really get married, I mean, you registered—yes, you didn't register, you were just fooling them, right?!" The woman's kisses came to an abrupt end.

He saw her evasive eyes. "I knew it. Stop lying to me, okay... And what is this? Eating here and sleeping there? You actually married that man and then hooked up with me. Even if I was wrong before, even if I was a bastard, you shouldn't degrade yourself like this!" The boy had always been obedient to women, and even when he resisted, it was always in a gentle and subtle way. She had never encountered a situation where her personality was being questioned and attacked like this before. She became terrified, and tears welled up in her eyes. "No... no..." As she spoke, the tears turned into beads of moisture. She frantically wiped them with her arm, explaining incoherently as she did so.

"I didn't...it really wasn't like that...he's interested in me, but not like that...I can stay with you until tomorrow, we won't even go to the new house, you can come on our honeymoon too, you can protect your aunt...Auntie really didn't..." Seeing his aunt's tears, the boy clicked his tongue, wanting to get up but also wanting to sit down, wanting to comfort her but not wanting to forgive her, caught in a dilemma, "Then, then you didn't kiss him, on the lips?" This was the only thing she couldn't deny, "...I did kiss him—I did kiss him, but, um!" A large mouth exuding a masculine scent suddenly captured her as she continued to talk. With unprecedented abandon, the boy, oblivious to the woman's hair being twisted in his lips, grabbed his aunt's knee with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist and back. His fingers wantonly caressed her beautiful skin, and his tongue, unlike usual, didn't attack her soft, agile tongue. Instead, it aggressively sucked on the lips that had been kissed by others, fiercely sweeping the inner walls of her mouth, which might have been defiled by others. It was a gentle yet complete possession, like when he used to suck on a woman's labia on the bed. But it was still an invasion, and no matter how gentle it was, it carried a hint of unbridled lewdness.

"Ugh... ah, ugh... kill... just like that... eat... auntie, eat... ugh..." Yes, she was being treated as her nephew's food, his prey, enveloped in the man's saliva. The skin around her sweetly pouting lips was smooth and shiny like pudding. When he occasionally tasted near her dimples, she could get a little chance to breathe and make a sound, but her mouth was always blocked by the unreasonable male.

She lay on his chest, her long, beautiful, and full legs, which hadn't been smelled by a man's scent in a long time and had been carefully maintained, now bearing red handprints from his pinching. But she felt comfortable, not only physically, but also spiritually. She knew he still loved her; he wanted her completely to be his.

Her eyes gradually became hazy, her unadorned face no longer stiff, but alluring and flushed. Her cool, slender body began to heat up, her moist, sweet breaths emitting soft moans. Even her two previously restless feet tensed, arches pointing upwards, her long, full, jade-like toes gripping the air.

"Auntie—" The man's erection grew even stronger, his hand playfully slipping under her clothes, caressing her firm, shapely waist before moving on to her erect nipples. The hurried movements of his hand beneath her white t-shirt made the woman cry out repeatedly, "Still so beautiful, meow!" Xu Li kissed the tender flesh of her chin again, smelling the sweat on her usually smooth skin, and rubbed his obviously oversized and older-looking penis against her not-so-fat but soft and tender buttocks.

"Is Auntie mine?" "Mmm... there, nipples, no... ah—!" Hearing her response, Xu Li became even more excited, abandoning the kneading of her firm, shapely thighs, and went straight for the heart of the matter, touching the base of her unbraced thighs.

"I... let's elope—" Xu Li had thought a lot. He knew all of this stemmed from his rejection that day. That cowardice must have hurt his aunt. Thinking back to how they were, naked and exposed, it was incredibly awkward. Although his aunt immediately turned away with a bitter smile, saying things like, "What nonsense am I talking about?" and "Don't take it seriously," he knew she had been thinking about it for a long time.

"Do we even have a future together? In this world, in this society?" Xu Li didn't know what would happen if his parents and relatives found out. He didn't know what they would think. He truly didn't know. His parents were always busy with work; he couldn't fathom their personalities. He didn't even know if they would fly into a rage and sever ties. Maybe they would advise him to treat it as a game? How could it be just a game? But even if it wasn't a game, what would happen? How would his grandmother face him? How would she face his deceased grandfather? The more he thought about their affair, their incest, and confessing it all, the more terrified he became—terrified of the terrifying, unknown future. He considered countless possibilities, but none allowed him to live well in the present. Perhaps eloping wasn't a bad option, even if it meant facing greater challenges and difficulties, even if there was a high chance their love would be thwarted by life and reality. But when he saw the woman in his arms, the urge to elope truly welled up within him.

"Elope—" His nephew's words triggered an even stronger reaction in the woman's body, even causing a thin, sticky fluid to flow from her genitals.

"...Hmph, you still remember, it's a wonder you still remember—uh!" Xu Li's fingers touched her vulva, gliding over her thick labia. She suddenly awoke with a start and pushed the boy away.

"No!!

" The boy let go of her hand, stood up, and was completely puzzled by her crazy behavior. "What do you mean no? No eloping? Or you won't let me—" She brushed aside her messy bangs, bit her lip hard, and said, "No, neither is allowed. Eloping is not allowed, and intimacy is not allowed either.

" "What... what's wrong all of a sudden?!" "No..." The woman started to panic again, just like she had been a few days ago and at the event, hesitant to speak. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and mumbled, "It's not that you can't... you're about to take the college entrance exam, how can you elope now; no, elopeing is wrong in the first place, you still have to go to school, you still have a good future, Auntie said something strange before, don't mind it—" "Strange—" "But Auntie is really happy, really, Xuli, I didn't expect you to say something like that."

She gently rubbed her face, a habitual gesture she made when happy and shy, which puzzled the boy even more. "Then, then I can't even have that? Auntie, you must have felt like that just now, right? It's been over a month since we last did it—" Indeed, compared to the time when they were together so passionately that the woman doubted whether anyone could enjoy that kind of pleasure, this month-long sexual abstinence was far too bland. But the woman's expression was resolute.

"Really, really not—" "Why!" A man whose desire had just been aroused and then interrupted was unlikely to be in a good mood, especially since he was thinking about the other protagonist of today's wedding.

Address page/The way home******.com Address page/The way home*********.com "He..." The boy's chest heaved, "Is it him? Doesn't he need me anymore? I knew it would be like this!" Understanding her nephew's implication, she hurriedly denied it, "No, no! If you want it, I, I can use my feet and...mouth—" "What is this! What is this? Charity? To remain chaste for him?" "I, I..." As she spoke, the woman suddenly became angry, throwing away the backpack the man next to her had brought, "I already said no! Are you really willing for me to sleep with other men!" "What...Go if you want! Don't pretend, you..." "You were never serious, were you?!" "I... why are you like this? You've been suspicious since you were little!" The woman's pretty face, which had been radiating lust, turned ferocious. "I already said it's not possible now, in a while, in a month or two... tsk, if you really want it, can't I just use my mouth! I've already said all this, why are you—" "What?" "Why, why don't you understand!" He and she glared at each other for a long time, neither willing to back down. He couldn't bring himself to continue begging, and even after calming down, he still felt that the woman and that nominal uncle were having an affair. He grabbed his bag, slammed the door, and left without saying goodbye. As he walked out of the building, the woman's voice came from upstairs, "Read the letter, read the letter!!

" Although he ultimately didn't read that damned letter, a few months later he understood the gist of it.

—————————— A woman's pregnancy is terrible, and she's even less lovable after giving birth.

[And she's still living with a man.

] Even now, thinking about this still gives Xu Li sudden angina.

"Are you still reminiscing?!" Mr. Honda's voice brought him back to his small apartment in Japan.

"A stroke of luck, a stroke of luck—" "Hey, I was wondering why you didn't have this kind of luck when you were a teenager, getting an old woman or a young widow into bed—" "What, what are you talking about!" The old man's disdainful look made the boy doubt himself. Did he really have some special talent, having an ambiguous relationship with his aunt back home, and then inexplicably taking in a female slave as his landlady in Japan?

"So, you're moving into her house in a few days? Don't tell me this house is really going to be renovated—" "Saving money, saving money is saving money.

" Seeing the young man's shameless appearance, the old man gave up.

"Alright, alright, it's your birthday today, I won't argue with you about these things.

" "But Sato never used to dress me up," Grandpa Honda kept winking at Seirei, pointing to the woman swaying gracefully in front of the stove, winking and making faces with an expression that showed no awareness of Japanese manners. "She's wearing earrings and anklets, her hair is done, and her clothes are changed. Usually, women become flashy when they have a man, but she's become even more assertive, and seems more aloof. You wouldn't be into that kind of thing, would you?" "Well... well... this suits her quite well.

" It was another question the boy couldn't answer directly. He glanced at the woman, the woman whose taste was originally old-fashioned and conservative, but now, in some more textured and colored, fitted clothes with a wool or linen feel, she immediately had a sense of sophistication; with a trimmed eyebrow, a styled haircut, and some elegant gold and silver embellishments, she was also a fine work of art.

"This...this is called the 'ascetic style,' right?" "Oh, you even know about that?" "Me? Me?" The unshaven old man spat out the sunflower seeds he was eating, snorting through his nostrils, clearly displeased with the boy's dismissive attitude. He was telling him how fashionable he was, even managing to chime in on his granddaughter's topic.

The two sat at the low table in Xuli's small apartment, chatting and arguing, waiting for the dinner prepared by the two skillful women, an old woman and a young boy, when a cell phone ringing interrupted this leisurely scene.

"Who is it? Birthday night...not another woman? A classmate? How old? Senior or junior?" Xu Li grinned at his disrespectful neighbor. "It's a woman, it's my mom.

" Accompanied by Mr. Honda's disappointed snort, Xu Li answered the video call. "Hello, Mom—" But his grandmother's excited face came through. "Oh, she really came out!" "Yes, I told you a long time ago." Then his uncle,

who was behind the old lady, came over. "Oh, kid!" Then his mother and aunt, and the little girl his mother was holding, made his heart race. The little girl's playful gestures and cute smile made him grin like an idiot.

"What, what, so happy?

" The old man, who loved to join in the fun, made his mother, with her sharp ears, turn the phone screen around to look around.

"Oh, is anyone there?" "Ah, yes, it's my neighbors, the elderly couple I mentioned before.

" "Don't say 'elderly,' little Xuli!" Grandma Honda, who was clearly quite old but still as sharp as a young person, suddenly interjected. Although the boy saw her smiling, he felt she was definitely angry.

"Sigh, my husband, he can still understand old-fashioned Chinese.

" "Ha, ha.

" Honda and Xuli exchanged a look that all men understood, a look that roughly translates to "Women."

"Ah, you must be Mr. Honda! I'm so sorry, I'm so grateful for your help—" The old man was greeted with a barrage of questions from his mother and all his relatives as soon as he appeared on camera. "Oh, not at all. There aren't many Chinese people around here, so I just wanted some company. Besides, I don't like those people from China who come to Japan wanting to immigrate. They're always comparing this and that, scheming against this and that. When the landlord of the apartment mentioned that a young Chinese student had come, I knew I'd have someone to talk to.

" After saying this, the old man winked at Xuli, indicating that he was still adept at those old ways even after not going back to China for many years. However, he soon regretted stepping forward to greet the questions from the middle-aged and elderly women.

"Ah, how old are you? What's your zodiac sign?" This was what his aunt asked.

"Oh dear, why do you live in an apartment by yourself with your husband? Where are your children?" This was what his mother asked, deliberately trying to create an awkward silence.

"I heard you used to come from Northeast China or Inner Mongolia, ah, Hailar," it was Grandma who could bring up some hometown sentiment. "That's quite far, back then, I had a cousin who said it would take several days by train to get there... were your parents Japanese, brother? Oh, both were, were they doctors and nurses sent to provide support?" The old man wiped his sweat while dealing with the women. "Yes, yes, originally from central Hebei, but after my father passed away, because I was too young, and I heard the situation in Japan wasn't good at the time, my mother took me and stayed behind. After she remarried and gave birth to my stepfather, I went to Hailar with him.

" Mr. Honda kept waving, trying to get Xuli to take his place, but Xuli clearly ignored him.

"Is your mother still alive?" "My mother? How could she be? Oh, right, she stayed in China with my younger brother and sister after that, she didn't come to Japan... No, she didn't go back. She hasn't gone back since she passed away. What would she do back then? She's so old, and besides, Dad is different now, it would be a burden on my siblings... Of course I want to, but I can't drag my old man back to live with me... Sigh, yes, darling, come here for a moment." The cunning old man finally resorted to using Grandma Honda as a shield. "Yes, yes, it'll be ready soon.

" Grandma Honda, dressed neatly and with a touch of cuteness, wiped her hands with her apron, tidied her hair, and revealed an elegant smile. However, due to the language barrier, they chatted about trivial topics through Grandpa Honda. But Grandma Honda craned her neck and pointed at the screen, "Grandpa, look, look, that little girl is so cute."

"Grandpa Honda translated for her while nodding in agreement, "How old is the little girl?" "Lily, she's one and a half years old." Grandma Honda clapped her hands and kept praising how cute she was, which made the boy unable to help but come closer to see the little darling's silly face.

"What's the little girl's name, Lily?" "This girl's full name is Shi Jing, her mother's nickname when she was little was Lily, so she's little Lily!" "What a lovely name.

" Grandpa Honda explained to Grandma for a long time, finally figuring out which two characters were how to write them, "Speaking of which, there's some etiquette involved in giving her this name.

" Someone, who didn't know how to speak, actually brought up the woman across the sea.

"This child is Xuli's aunt's daughter," Grandma murmured. "His aunt and he are the closest. When he went to Japan, we lined the streets to see him off, but his aunt's face was always downcast.

" "Many of us thought of names for the little girl. Our daughters' names usually have some floral or plant-related characters, and we thought for a long time but couldn't find anything suitable. His father didn't care, so in the end, this boy came up with the characters.

" The old couple looked at him with a "I didn't expect you to have such a talent" expression, but he could only awkwardly turn his head away.

"Oh, his aunt is awake, the child's mother is here!" Then came the clattering sound of slippers. Although it was a cell phone recording, Xuli recognized her clearly.

"Oh, Xuli?!" His aunt's voice didn't excite him as expected. Perhaps the internet meant the boy often communicated with his aunt, or perhaps something else made him feel guilty and unwilling to face her.

Address page/The way home******.com Address page/The way home*********.com But the woman didn't have so many thoughts. She excitedly squeezed out from between her mother and sister. Although her hair was a little messy and her face had some sleep marks, it still couldn't hide her liveliness and beauty. Her eyes were wide open, and the corners of her sweet mouth were turned up. She was thinking about seeing her lover in the distance.

"Oh!" "Ara!" The Honda couple couldn't help but exclaim. They kept praising her with words of "beauty", which made Seirei feel very embarrassed for some reason.

"Ah, ah, Auntie. "

The boy's attempt to brush it off infuriated Lily's lively mother, who pouted and defiantly challenged him. Perhaps it was a mother-daughter connection, but the little girl mimicked her mother, whining at Xuli. Amidst the laughter of the Honda couple and the relatives across the table, Xuli suddenly sensed someone watching him from behind.

The landlady, watching the boy's aunt on the screen, wore an expression that defied description. "So beautiful, just like an idol.

" "Ah, who is this?" Unlike the others engrossed in teasing the little girl, the boy's mother noticed the figure hidden behind him.

"Ah, my landlady! This room is being renovated these days, so I'm moving to one of your other houses temporarily. She happened to be here to help, so I invited her over for dinner to express my gratitude!" Xuli, for some unknown reason, suddenly became incredibly quick-witted, rattling off such a long speech. However, this made the landlady realize she seemed to be being watched. She nodded, briefly entered the camera's view, and then returned to the kitchen.

"Come on, I'll get the cake. Let's all sing 'Happy Birthday' to this boy—" Xu Li pleaded with the Honda couple. The elderly couple nodded somewhat reluctantly, finally changing the subject.

But none of this escaped the eyes of the woman who paid special attention to Xu Li.

"Swish swish swish—" The landlady, slightly tipsy with a blush, was washing the dishes. The Honda couple, having finished their meal, had already left.

During the banquet, perhaps due to the alcohol and Mr. Hayashi's chorus of songs, Mr. Honda's interest in singing was aroused. The old gentleman sang several songs, some in Chinese and some in Japanese. The old rascal even insisted on making the boy sing. Xu Li, who was tone-deaf, could only recite ancient poems to get by. However, the "Chilige Song" he chose seemed to suit the old man's taste. He recited it once, then again, and again, until he was satisfied after three recitations.

[Chilige River, under the Yin Mountains, the sky is like a yurt, covering the vast wilderness.]

The sky is vast and blue, the fields are boundless, the wind blows the grass low, revealing cattle and sheep.

These lines from an ancient folk song of the Tiele people seemed to evoke memories of the old man's true home, and tears seemed to glisten in his eyes as he raised his cup. The boy's simple, resonant words also reminded him of that woman in Beijing, of that beautiful, dreamlike old era, of that simple yet warm home, where he continued to drink alone after the guests had left.

"Auntie…" He wasn't blind to the emotions behind that woman's pretty face, but he lacked the courage to tell the truth to those who truly cared for him.

"I dare not, and neither does Auntie.

" Alcohol made him readily blame others. He stood up and walked towards the mature woman who skillfully cleaned up the mess.

This repressed landlady was actually somewhat like that woman—tall and beautiful, with a sleek hairstyle, and an independent and strong personality… well, although her nose was larger and her eyebrows thicker than Auntie's, she had a very Japanese woman's air, with a touch of wildness. And overall, as a submissive woman, Mrs. Sato was indeed more voluptuous, especially her breasts and pert buttocks.

As he pondered, Xu Li, his jade pestle now terrifyingly large, thrust into her plump buttocks.

"Oh!" The landlady, washing dishes, arched her back, but didn't try to escape. Her body instinctively leaned back, especially her buttocks, which boys often slapped and kissed, which clamped together. Her tight-fitting pants clearly showed the movement of her gluteal muscles and their beautiful curves.

Xu Li pried open the landlady's hands, letting the detergent-laden liquid splash around. He thrust his hips a few times, making the woman groan. He then took the woman's hand, which he had been using to wash, and licked and kissed it.

"No, it's dirty—" The woman's moderate struggle seemed like a plea for pleasure, which excited him even more. But soon, the woman grabbed his hairy thigh, which was exposed under his shorts.

"Oh...stop fooling around, go take a shower first, I'll be done in a bit, okay?

" He nodded, nuzzled the woman's hair with his cheek, kissed her, and even patted her plump buttocks before leaving.

"I'll wait for you inside.

" The woman didn't answer, only letting out a long sigh after the man went into the bathroom, almost collapsing onto the counter.

The warmth still lingered in her buttocks; imagining his bare, thick thighs, broad arms, and that serious yet lewd expression in the bathroom, her juices flowed again.

The woman had initially wanted to end things with the boy, but just smelling his scent made her fantasize, and before she knew it, he had pushed her onto the soft bed and stripped her naked.

"Phew, hurry up and finish showering, or should we...?" Before the woman could make a decision, the man's phone rang. The woman wanted to go to the bathroom to call him, but thinking it was already night, she wondered who was calling, and her heart raced with desire.

[Does this handsome young man have other women?] The answer was immediately revealed: the phone displayed the same glamorous young woman from before, a photo of her with the boy.

The woman felt her blood rush uncontrollably, but instead of backing down, she was full of fighting spirit and pushed her way into the bathroom without taking off her clothes.

While the lustful couple were making love in the small apartment bathroom, the phone rang repeatedly, each time displaying the same caller name: Niu Sumo.

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