"Heavenly Bath Passion: The Daughters of Peach Blossom Pool" - Chapter Seventy-Two: You Little Rascal

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Yang Xiaofeng was taken aback again, then thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about it when you're a few years older, okay?"
"I've grown up now."
Yang Xiaofeng smiled.
"Don't laugh, I've really grown up."
"Okay, I won't laugh, I won't laugh."
Mo Xiaomu lay in Yang Xiaofeng's arms, but her feelings were somewhat complicated.
Sometimes he saw the same look in Yang Xiaofeng's eyes as he did in his mother's, but other times, Yang Xiaofeng just gave him the impression of a very beautiful woman. So even though he was lying in her arms, he felt like a grown man, wanting to give her something manly.
Yang Xiaofeng felt the same way he did.
Sometimes she felt that Mo Xiaomu was still young; he was just a child! But sometimes, when Mo Xiaomu's hand touched a certain part of her body, it could arouse a desire within her, making her feel itchy. Like now, Mo Xiaomu was lying in her arms, his hands around her back, his little hand moving restlessly on her back, scratching consciously or unconsciously. Yang Xiaofeng felt her skin tighten as he scratched, like scratching her heart, a feeling that was very comfortable.
Yang Xiaofeng simply took his hand and let it slip inside her clothes, making direct contact with her skin.
The feeling intensified, and when it became stronger, Yang Xiaofeng hugged Mo Xiaomu even tighter. How could Mo Xiaomu not feel this alternating tightness and looseness in the embrace? So he moved his hands even more forcefully, making Yang Xiaofeng hug him even tighter and looser, while looking up at Yang Xiaofeng's face.
Yang Xiaofeng burst out laughing.
"Auntie, what are you laughing at?"
"You're so naughty! You little rascal, now you know how to handle your aunt!"
"I didn't!"
Mo Xiaomu argued, "I just felt really good touching my aunt's body."
"Anything else?"
Yang Xiaofeng had already noticed the change in Mo Xiaomu's crotch; the little thing inside was sticking up high. So she lightly tapped him there and said, "You said it wasn't bad? Just look at your little thing. When you're naughty, it grows bigger, doesn't it?"
Mo Xiaomu thought about it and realized it made sense.
Before, when Yang Xiaofeng held him in her arms, his manhood remained completely unmoved; his heart and body simply felt comfortable and enjoyable lying on her, just like when he was a child lying in his mother's arms. But now it's different.
Now he felt an electric shock, a tingling sensation much stronger than when he was with Zhao Xiaomiao. Waves of tingling and itching surged from his heart, running all over his body, as if there were many roads on his body, allowing that pleasant tingling and itching to run wildly in all directions. The largest and widest road was that it went directly from his heart to the groin area, and then his little thing responded and became lively.
Mo Xiaomu looked at Yang Xiaofeng and saw that she was still smiling. He looked at her face with some confusion, which made Yang Xiaofeng a little shy. Her fair face turned even redder, like the color of a ripe peach. But this bright red stopped at her neck, making her neck look even whiter. Mo Xiaomu raised his head and suddenly kissed her on the crook of her neck.
"You little rascal, what are you doing!"
Yang Xiaofeng scolded him playfully, but there was no anger on her face. On the contrary, she seemed quite pleased.
"Auntie, I want to kiss you."
Mo Xiaomu couldn't help but say.
Where do you want to kiss me?
"I want to kiss you anywhere."
Yang Xiaofeng neither agreed nor refused, but simply looked at his face with a smile, and suddenly said, "How wonderful."
"What's wrong?"
"Isn't it amazing that there are men and women in this world?"
"What's so amazing about that?"
"You still say it's not amazing? Think about it, it's not just people who are divided into men and women, pigs, sheep, dogs, chickens, ducks, geese and so on are also divided into males and females, birds flying in the sky, fish in the river, tigers, leopards, wolves and monkeys in the mountains are all divided into males and females, and when males and females are together, they all think about that kind of thing."
Mo Xiaomu thought about it and realized that made sense. He added, "Crops are the same! Flowers also have male and female flowers, I know that."
"Anything else?"
"And what else?
"For example, things that people use, right?"
"right."
"Small screws and nuts, lamp holders and sockets, buttons and buttonholes on people's clothes, and the mortise and tenon joints used by carpenters..."
“And there are hoes and hoe handles, sickles and sickle handles, stoves and fire pokers,” Mo Xiaomu eagerly added.
"You little rascal, how did you come up with the idea of a stove and a fire poker?"
Yang Xiaofeng giggled, "You little rascal, you've been a rascal since you were little!"
"How am I broken? It's just like that! The stove and the fire poker are like male and female! When you poke it with the fire poker, the fire gets bigger."
"You really are wicked to the extreme! How come you get so easily provoked? Shameless!"
Yang Xiaofeng's face turned even redder, a deep, luscious red, yet she murmured to herself, "Yin and Yang, that is, male and female, neither can exist without the other, and nothing can be accomplished without the other."
Mo Xiaomu was also deep in thought, but he couldn't figure out why Yang Xiaofeng had suddenly brought this up.
"People are divided into men and women, but men and women cannot be separated. Men cannot live without women, and women cannot live without men. Only when men and women are together can it be a colorful and vibrant world."
Mo Xiaomu stopped talking and just listened to her.
"But that doesn't mean that any man and woman will be happy together. If a man and woman are not compatible, they will suffer a lot when they are together."
Mo Xiaomu immediately thought of her and Zhao Xiaoshun; something was definitely off between them, and they must be suffering together. But what about that cricket? That cricket that Mo Xiaomu didn't see as a man—would Yang Xiaofeng be happy and content with him?
He thought of it, but dared not say it, yet he couldn't help but say it anyway: "That cricket is no good man!"
Yang Xiaofeng was taken aback by his words: "Little brat, why are you talking about him?"
“I felt terrible when I saw him sleeping with you in the peach grove that time.”
Mo Xiaomu said seriously, "He doesn't deserve to be with Aunt."
Yang Xiaofeng pondered for a moment: "But Aunt is a woman, she needs, she needs... Where can we find a man who can catch Aunt's eye?"
Mo Xiaomu seemed to understand a little. As a woman, Yang Xiaofeng needed that kind of thing... she needed to have sex with a man. If no one was there for her, she would feel very uncomfortable, like when she was starving and needed to eat, or when she needed to pee and needed to go to the toilet. So, although she was increasingly looking down on Ququ, she had no choice but to make do with him because she couldn't find a more suitable man.
It's a pity he's a bit too young, otherwise it would be great. He can do it, because his aunt likes him, and really likes him.
Mo Xiaomu sighed.

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