Wrong elevator, wrong door - Chapter 54 Catwoman (slightly H)

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From then on, the person telling Yuanyuan bedtime stories changed from Yan Yu to Cheng Xiaoyu. Although Yan Yu always scoffed at Cheng Xiaoyu's stories and seriously questioned whether they were suitable for children under school age, Yuanyuan clearly found Cheng Xiaoyu's stories much more interesting than the children's stories Yan Yu told that advised children to be polite and study hard. Cheng Xiaoyu's stories were quirky and varied in length, depending entirely on her mood and spirit before bedtime. "Once upon a time, a reporter interviewed a group of penguins, asking them what they did every day. The first penguin said, 'Eat, sleep, play with beans.' The second penguin also said, 'Eat, sleep, play with beans.' The reporter asked many penguins, and they all gave the same answer, until he met a very cute little penguin. The reporter asked it, 'Little friend, what do you do every day?' The little penguin said, 'Eat and sleep.' The reporter asked curiously, 'Why don't you play with beans?' The little penguin said, 'I am the bean.'"
Yuan Yuan laughed heartily.
Yan Yu remained silent. From now on, he not only had a girlfriend who loved telling corny jokes, but also a niece who loved listening to corny jokes.
However, Yuanyuan wasn't corrupted by Cheng Xiaoyu for long. After staying at Yan Yu's house for about a month, her mother picked her up. Yan Yan was going to Hecheng with Qi Lang this time, planning to start over in both her career and life. They were both in their thirties, and starting over in a new city was certainly not easy, but there was no other way. Although Yan's father hadn't said anything harsh again, the Qi family had made it clear they would never acknowledge Yan Yan as their daughter-in-law. Neither Yan Yan nor Qi Lang were ordinary people; neither thought they would crumble without their family's support. What was a little hardship at the beginning? They were sure they would have a good future.
After learning about this, Yan's mother sighed for days. Finally, she told Yan Yu, "Tell your sister to keep Yuanyuan here. Your father and I are Yuanyuan's maternal grandparents; we wouldn't treat her badly." Who knew if Qi Lang would mind Yuanyuan? Besides, they worked so hard outside; how could they have time to take care of such a young child? Yan Yu relayed her words to Yan Yan, whose attitude was firm. She said Yuanyuan was her daughter and of course she should take care of her. She told Yan Yu, "Tell Mom not to worry. I won't let Yuanyuan suffer, nor will I let myself suffer."
Cheng Xiaoyu was truly reluctant to see Yuanyuan leave, and hugged and kissed her several times. Although Yuanyuan was also reluctant to part with her uncle and Aunt Xiaoyu, she naturally preferred to be with her mother.
Yuanyuan left with her mother on the plane. The next time she saw Cheng Xiaoyu, she was already a fifth-grade elementary school student. Yan Yu patted her head and said, "Yuanyuan, this is Aunt Xiaoyu. She used to take care of you when you were in kindergarten in Rongcheng, don't you remember?" Ten-year-old Li Yuqing smiled awkwardly, glanced at the woman with neat short hair and delicate makeup standing opposite her, and whispered, "I don't remember." Her uncle was really something, calling her by her nickname no matter where they went, and who remembers kindergarten anyway!
Doris left, and Yuanyuan left too. Once again, only Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu were left at home.
Cheng Xiaoyu stroked her chin and paced back and forth in the living room, saying, "Why do I feel so uncomfortable?"
Yan Yu smiled and wrapped his arms around Cheng Xiaoyu's slender waist from behind. "Isn't it nice just the two of us? I want to hold you while I sleep every night, but there's always this little thing in between us."
Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled but didn't say anything.
Yan Yu pulled Cheng Xiaoyu close and they slumped onto the sofa. "To celebrate our return to just the two of us, let's have some fun on the sofa," Yan Yu said, ignoring Cheng Xiaoyu's protests, and pushed her sweater up onto the sofa. They had just returned home after seeing Yuanyuan off, and the underfloor heating had only been on for a few minutes, so the house wasn't warm at all. The weather in December was already quite cold, and Cheng Xiaoyu's delicate skin immediately broke out in goosebumps upon contact with the cold air.
Yan Yu's warm, moist mouth licked Cheng Xiaoyu's skin, his breath hot as he gently licked the goosebumps, saying, "Little ostrich, are you cold?"
Cheng Xiaoyu felt itchy all over from Yan Yu's licking. The fine bumps slowly melted away under his warm and flexible tongue, while her lower abdomen secreted a warm, tingling fluid.
As Yan Yu kissed her, he unbuttoned Cheng Xiaoyu's jeans. His hand, barely slipping inside her underwear, immediately felt a slight dampness. With a wicked grin, Yan Yu pulled his glistening fingers and stroked Cheng Xiaoyu's flushed cheek. "What's going on? Were you already lusting after me in the car? Did you wet my car seat?"
Cheng Xiaoyu was both embarrassed and annoyed. She picked up a cushion from the sofa and hit Yan Yu on the head. "You're so annoying!"
Yan Yu laughed as he pulled down Cheng Xiaoyu's pants. "Women are just hypocritical. If you hate me, why are you already wet when I haven't even touched you?"
Enraged, Cheng Xiaoyu lunged at Yan Yu, tearing at his clothes and biting him wildly. After a while, she realized Yan Yu was actually enjoying it, his eyes closed, a smirk playing on his lips, and his large hands reaching into her panties from behind to grope her buttocks. Cheng Xiaoyu became even more furious, unbuckling Yan Yu's belt, pulling down his zipper, and grabbing his hot, thick penis, giving it a fierce squeeze.
Yan Yu frowned slightly, opened his eyes with a lazy expression, and said, "Be gentle, baby."
Cheng Xiaoyu said indignantly, "Yan Yu, you're obviously asking me for a favor by sleeping with me, so why are you acting so arrogant!"
Yan Yu raised an eyebrow. "Don't you want it?"
Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Yes, I want it, but you definitely want it more than I do, so what gives you the right to be so arrogant?"
Yan Yu sighed, "It's not that our army is too brave, it's just that the enemy is too useless. Cheng Xiaoyu, why don't you show some arrogance yourself?"
Ostriches can't be provoked; the more provoked they are, the more their brains short-circuit. Cheng Xiaoyu, straddling Yan Yu, declared confidently, "Yan Yu, today I'll show you what it's like to be at someone else's mercy." As she spoke, she got off Yan Yu and stood in front of the sofa.
Yan Yu said, "Weren't you going to prey on me? Why did you come down here?"
Cheng Xiaoyu tossed her hair. "The sofa is too small, I can't move around much. Come upstairs with me." With that, she went upstairs wearing only her underwear and wiggled her little bottom.
Yan Yu sprang up from the sofa and chased after it, only to be pinned down by the ostrich—something he had been waiting for.
When Yan Yu went upstairs, he saw Cheng Xiaoyu squatting in front of a drawer rummaging through things. Yan Yu asked her what she was looking for, and Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Go lie down on the bed and don't talk too much."
Yan Yu obediently went to bed and lay down, resting his hands behind his head and fantasizing about the erotic treatment he would receive later.
Cheng Xiaoyu found a clothesline and tied Yan Yu up in a spread-eagle position. When Cheng Xiaoyu started tying Yan Yu's ankles, Yan Yu showed signs of resistance. After all, Yan Yu was still quite a masculine man at heart; he was fine with being pampered, but having her tied up was a different story. Yan Yu said, "That's enough, what new tricks can you play with me tied up like this?"
Cheng Xiaoyu stopped what she was doing. "You said you'd let me have my way today. What, are you going back on your word?"
Yan Yu said, "I'm not going back on my word, I just feel that tying you up is pointless."
Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You'll find out soon enough whether it's a waste of time or not. Hey, don't move. If you don't let me tie you up, I'll fight to the death today."
Yan Yu hesitated for a moment upon hearing Cheng Xiaoyu's vehement refusal, but in those few seconds, Cheng Xiaoyu had already tightened the binding around his ankle. Yan Yu had no choice but to give up, thinking that if she liked binding him, let her bind him; could an ostrich possibly escape his grasp?
Cheng Xiaoyu checked the results of her binding, then playfully pinched Yan Yu's cheek, turned around, drew the curtains, took a cardboard box commonly used for delivery from the closet, and hid in the bathroom.
Five minutes later, Catwoman Cheng Xiaoyu makes her dazzling entrance.
Her long hair was tied into a high, neat ponytail, and an exquisite eye mask with upturned corners covered her eyes. A haughty smile played on her lips. Below her rounded, white shoulders was a black, fitted top. The top was so tight that it accentuated Cheng Xiaoyu's slender waist and made her small breasts seem about to burst out. Below that was a black, puffy skirt that barely covered most of her hips, and a fluffy black tail swayed seductively behind her as she walked. She wore pure black over-the-knee boots and elbow-length flannel gloves, the pure black color making her slender fingers appear even more delicate. A long black whip was held between her beautiful fingers, and with a "snap," she swayed like a cat towards Yan Yu.
Yan Yu looked up at the catwoman walking towards him, whistled, and shouted "Cool!" Although this catwoman had a smaller bust and shorter legs, Yan Yu thought she was even prettier than the real catwoman; her small waist and hips swayed so alluringly.
Catwoman walked over, placed one foot on the bedsheet, and used the handle of her whip to lift the man's chin, her voice low and sexy, "Who are you?"
This action allowed Yan Yu to see the sexy black lace panties under the tutu. He smiled mischievously and said, "I am a man waiting for your salvation. An evil ostrich has tied me up here. Please, help me, catwoman."
Catwoman lifted Yan Yu's chin and remained silent for a few seconds. "What does 'ostrich' mean?"
Yan Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter. "It means ostrich! Cheng Xiaoyu, you've even forgotten your own race, and you're still speaking English to me. You're such an idiot."
Enraged, Cheng Xiaoyu lashed Yan Yu across the chest with her whip. "Shut up! Today, I, Catwoman, will punish you in the name of the moon, you lecherous, bird-language-speaking bastard!"

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