[Urban Adults] Peach Blossoms Everywhere (Complete) - 4

Chapter 27
After the joyful revelry, the two sat naked on the sofa. After what had just happened, they seemed much more intimate. Lin Lanfang picked up the bath towel again and wrapped it around herself, looking at Zhang Qiuying with seductive eyes. Zhang Qiuying was panting heavily, seemingly still recovering from the afterglow of pleasure. Her delicate face was covered with the fluid that had flowed from Lin Lanfang's body, making her look alluringly beautiful at that moment.
After catching her breath, Zhang Qiuying opened her large, watery eyes and glanced at Lin Lanfang, who was sitting beside her. Then, Zhang Qiuying smiled slightly, took Lin Lanfang's hand, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, how was it? Was it beautiful just now?" Hearing Zhang Qiuying's question, Lin Lanfang's delicate face flushed slightly. After giving Zhang Qiuying a disdainful look, Lin Lanfang lowered her head shyly, without answering Zhang Qiuying's question.
Seeing the girlish shyness that Lin Lanfang exuded, Zhang Qiuying was filled with affection. In that moment, Zhang Qiuying reached out and took Lin Lanfang's hand, gently pulling it. Lin Lanfang let out a soft moan, her soft body once again collapsing into Zhang Qiuying's arms. Zhang Qiuying reached out and cupped Lin Lanfang's pretty face, looking at her earnestly and saying, "Sister-in-law, tell me, did you think she was beautiful just now?
" Lin Lanfang saw that although Zhang Qiuying's delicate face was covered with the fluid that had flowed from her body, she still asked her such a question with a straight face. For a moment, she couldn't help but find it funny and couldn't help but chuckle. Zhang Qiuying obviously didn't understand why Lin Lanfang was laughing, so she skillfully reached out with one hand and slipped it under Lin Lanfang's bath towel, grabbing some part of Lin Lanfang's body and kneading it.
Lin Lanfang felt Zhang Qiuying's hands moving on her body, and her pretty face flushed slightly. She twisted her body in Zhang Qiuying's arms and whispered, "Qiuying, don't do this to me anymore. We just did it once, and you're doing this again. I can't take it." Hearing Lin Lanfang say this, Zhang Qiuying tightened her grip, and Lin Lanfang let out a cry. Her full and mature body, tightly wrapped in a bath towel, began to tremble slightly again.
Seeing Lin Lanfang's coy and alluring demeanor, Zhang Qiuying felt a surge of heat within her, and her heart began to stir with desire. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying couldn't help but begin to move her hands over Lin Lanfang's soft, fragrant body, which was tightly wrapped in a bath towel. It's unclear what Zhang Qiuying's hands did to Lin Lanfang's body, but Lin Lanfang's delicate face gradually flushed red, and her snow-white teeth were revealed. She gently bit her lip, looking at Zhang Qiuying with seductive eyes.
Seeing that Lin Lanfang was still silent even after all that she had done, Zhang Qiuying became aroused. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying reached out and slipped her hand over Lin Lanfang's voluptuous body, which was tightly wrapped in a bath towel. She began to roam over Lin Lanfang's body, savoring the smooth, jade-like skin beneath the towel. While gazing at Lin Lanfang's alluring face, Zhang Qiuying said, "Sister-in-law, if you don't speak up, don't blame me for being impolite.
" Gradually, under Zhang Qiuying's teasing, Lin Lanfang's breathing became heavy again, and a seductive look appeared once more in her large, watery eyes. It seemed that Lin Lanfang was aroused by Zhang Qiuying's teasing, as if she couldn't resist it. She couldn't help but twist her body in Zhang Qiuying's arms, and one hand unconsciously wrapped around Zhang Qiuying's waist, but she still didn't say anything. It was clear that she was determined to defy Zhang Qiuying.
Seeing Lin Lanfang's expression, Zhang Qiuying couldn't help but giggle. She slightly tightened her grip on some part of Lin Lanfang's body, then gave her a fierce look: "Sister-in-law, if you don't speak, I'm going to torture you! But I can tell you seem to enjoy this kind of torture. Look at you, you're wet down there again. What, you want it again? Okay, tell me quickly, did you feel pleasure just now? Otherwise, I'll have to put it in again." Hearing
Zhang Qiuying's words, Lin Lanfang's delicate body trembled slightly. Under these circumstances, Lin Lanfang looked at Zhang Qiuying with seductive eyes and finally said, "Beautiful, I think it's so beautiful, especially when your two fingers were inside me, I felt my whole body..." Suddenly, I felt a sense of fulfillment, a joy I hadn't experienced in ten years. Truly, Qiu Ying, at that moment, I was incredibly happy, and I truly wished that moment would never end.
Hearing Lin Lanfang's words, Zhang Qiuying smiled slightly. Seeing Lin Lanfang finally succumb to her fingers, Zhang Qiuying turned to Lin Lanfang, who was looking at her with longing, her body writhing as she enjoyed the pleasure her delicate hands brought her, and said, "Sister-in-law, you finally admit you're happy. How is it? This feeling is even more exciting than when you're with a man, isn't it? If I do this to you again next time, will you object?" As she spoke, Zhang Qiuying stared at Lin Lanfang's delicate face, wanting to see how Lin Lanfang would answer her question.
Hearing Zhang Qiuying ask her this, Lin Lanfang's beautiful body trembled slightly again. She raised her head, looked at Zhang Qiuying with a complicated expression, and then whispered, "Qiuying, you're my sister-in-law, and I'm your sister-in-law. If others find out what happened between us, what will become of us? This is enough this time; there can't be a next time, you know? Otherwise, I'll be letting down my Jian Gang and Hai Tian."
Although Lin Lanfang said this, her large, watery eyes... The burning gaze flickering in her eyes revealed that Lin Lanfang was being insincere at this moment. Zhang Qiuying wasn't stupid either; she saw through Lin Lanfang's true thoughts in her large, watery eyes. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying's hand moved inside Lin Lanfang's body again: "Sister-in-law, tell me the truth, do you really want to come with me again? If I come to you again, will you really refuse me as you said you would?"
Lin Lanfang felt Zhang Qiuying's slender hand move inside her body again... With a joyful moan, a strange feeling welled up inside Lin Lanfang, causing her to momentarily forget all sense of reason and morality. She twisted her body, one hand tightening its grip on Zhang Qiuying's slender waist, murmuring, "Qiuying, I was wrong, I, I was wrong, I, I will, I will be with you, I will play with you, as long as you, as long as you think of me, I, I won't refuse you."
Lin Lanfang's sudden stammering was due to Zhang Qiuying's slender hand... Her hands roamed over Lin Lanfang's delicate skin, touching her sensitive spots, causing her to stammer slightly. Seeing that Lin Lanfang had agreed to her request, Zhang Qiuying felt a slight smugness. She hadn't expected Lin Lanfang to fall for her so easily. Originally, Zhang Qiuying had prepared many props to seduce Lin Lanfang, which she had carried into Lin Lanfang's room and later placed in a bag beside the sofa.
Now, all the things she brought were useless, and Lin Lanfang had already been conquered. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying couldn't help but feel satisfied. To be honest, the longing on Lin Lanfang's delicate face made Zhang Qiuying wish she could have another battle with Lin Lanfang right there. However, thinking that there would be plenty of time in the future, and that this was her first time with Lin Lanfang, if she satisfied Lin Lanfang too much, then Lin Lanfang might not be so easy to win over next time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Qiuying suppressed the urge to experience Lin Lanfang's beautiful body again. She looked at Lin Lanfang and said softly, "Sister-in-law, don't forget what you said to me tonight. I'll come to you whenever I want. If you want it too, just come to my room. It's late, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I won't stay here with you. I have to go back."
As Zhang Qiuying spoke, her slender hands, which were caressing and teasing Lin Lanfang's full, mature body tightly wrapped in a bath towel, paused. She was about to remove her hands from Lin Lanfang's body. Lin Lanfang, who had been enjoying the pleasure brought by Zhang Qiuying's nimble hands caressing her body, felt a slight sense of disappointment upon hearing Zhang Qiuying's words.
Just then, Lin Lanfang felt Zhang Qiuying's hands, which had been caressing her full, mature body tightly wrapped in a bath towel, suddenly stop. It was as if the hands might leave her at any moment. In this situation, Lin Lanfang felt a surge of urgency. Finally, her physical needs triggered a uniquely feminine shyness within her.
In this moment, Lin Lanfang reached out and tightly grasped Zhang Qiuying's slender hands, which had stopped caressing her full, mature body tightly wrapped in the bath towel. She raised her head, her large, watery eyes gleaming with burning passion as she looked at Zhang Qiuying, and murmured, "Qiuying, don't, don't leave me. Kiss me again, caress me a little more, okay? I...I don't want you to leave me so soon. I...I want to be with you again.
" Having revealed her feelings to Zhang Qiuying, Lin Lanfang realized that the woman who had brought her such unexpected pleasure was her sister-in-law. A strange feeling welled up in her heart, and under the lamplight, Lin Lanfang blushed. She looked even more stunningly beautiful in the light. After saying those words, Lin Lanfang buried her head deeply in Zhang Qiuying's arms, not daring to look at her again.
Although Lin Lanfang didn't look at Zhang Qiuying and couldn't sense the change in Zhang Qiuying's expression, from Zhang Qiuying's slightly heavy breathing and her already slightly limp body, Lin Lanfang vaguely felt that Zhang Qiuying didn't really want to leave her. Under these circumstances, although Lin Lanfang's head was buried in Zhang Qiuying's arms, the hand that had been holding Zhang Qiuying's body, which was tightly wrapped in a bath towel and was about to leave, started to move again.
Lin Lanfang grasped Zhang Qiuying's slender hand, guiding it towards a certain part of her body. As she guided Zhang Qiuying's hand, Lin Lanfang whispered in Zhang Qiuying's arms, "Qiuying, don't leave, stay a little longer. Look, my body is so hot, I'm all wet down there. Please comfort me a little longer. If you really leave, how am I supposed to get through this long night? Please, don't leave me, stay with me a little longer, okay?"
Zhang Qiuying also didn't want to leave Lin Lanfang, but she was planning to prolong the night, wanting to keep Lin Lanfang occupied. Because of her appetite, she said she wanted to leave. However, Zhang Qiuying did not expect that Lin Lanfang would reveal her true feelings in her haste. Feeling Lin Lanfang's body softening in her arms, and feeling her fingers becoming wet again under Lin Lanfang's guidance, Zhang Qiuying gave up her plan to leave and sat down on the sofa. Under Lin Lanfang's guidance, her hands began to move on the beautiful body wrapped in the bath towel.

Chapter 28
A wisp of red cloud crept onto Qiu Ying's delicate, flawless face, making her appear exceptionally alluring. It's unclear what Qiu Ying did, but a soft splashing sound rang out. Lin Lanfang involuntarily squeezed her legs together, a dazed look appearing on her flawless face, and a joyful moan escaped her lips. Qiu Ying gently moved her fingers, savoring the wetness and lubrication within Lin Lanfang's body, then lowered her head and kissed Lin Lanfang's face, asking, "Sister-in-law, how is it? Does it feel good?"
Hearing Qiu Ying's question, Lin Lanfang moaned again, arching her body to meet Qiu Ying's movements, whispering, "Beautiful, so beautiful, Qiu Ying, really, so fulfilling, so joyful, Qiu Ying." "You know, this feeling is different from that man's. It's more stimulating, more alluring. Although it doesn't have the same intense pleasure as that man, it allows me to fully experience this feeling. Qiuying, a little harder, a little deeper, okay? I feel so itchy inside."
Hearing Lin Lanfang say this, Zhang Qiuying nodded and increased the intensity of her movements, becoming more joyful as she began to move inside Lin Lanfang's body. At that moment, Lin Lanfang opened her eyes and saw Zhang Qiuying's pair of full and firm breasts proudly standing on her chest, exuding an alluring scent. The rosy nipples on those breasts were also hard at this moment, waving in the wind and tempting her senses.
Seeing the alluring scenery on Zhang Qiuying's chest, Lin Lanfang could no longer resist. A wave of enticing fragrance emanated from the deep cleavage between Zhang Qiuying's two full and firm breasts, wafting into Lin Lanfang's nose. Lin Lanfang couldn't help but stick out her trembling tongue and gently lick the hard spot on the protruding peak of the breast. Instantly, a tingling, electric-like sensation surged through Zhang Qiuying's body, causing her to let out a happy moan. Stimulated by Lin Lanfang, Lin Lanfang's hands became even more vigorous, working on Lin Lanfang's full and mature body, which was tightly wrapped in a bath towel.
Lin Lanfang hadn't expected that although Zhang Qiuying was attracted to the same sex, she was still so sensitive to the nipples on her full and firm breasts. Seeing that Zhang Qiuying's reaction was so strong after she had only lightly licked those nipples, Lin Lanfang became even more excited. Under these circumstances, Lin Lanfang suddenly raised her head and took the rosy nipple of Zhang Qiuying's full and firm breasts into her mouth, sucking on it like an infant.
How could Zhang Qiuying have imagined that Lin Lanfang would find her weakness so quickly? A strange sensation surged through her, causing Zhang Qiuying to moan involuntarily: "Sister-in-law, you, you, you're so bad, so incredibly bad! You, how could you, how could you touch me, touch me there? I, I can't take it anymore, it's so beautiful, so beautiful. Ah, sister-in-law, don't use your tongue! No, no, I can't take it, I can't take it! Sister-in-law, your tongue is so, so nimble! I, I'm dying of pleasure! Sister-in-law, you're so bad! I, I'm giving you everything down there, you've made me wet!"
Zhang Qiuying's mouth... Although she kept telling Lin Lanfang not to touch her full and firm breasts, and especially not to touch the rosy nipple protruding from them, she straightened her body, making her already proud breasts stand even more prominent in front of Lin Lanfang. Lin Lanfang's mouth was instantly filled by Zhang Qiuying's full and firm breast. Under these circumstances, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but work even harder on Zhang Qiuying's breasts, determined to bring Zhang Qiuying to the peak of pleasure with just her mouth.
Under each other's teasing, their bodies gradually heated up. The bath towel, without anyone noticing, slipped off Lin Lanfang's body once more, revealing her fair skin to Zhang Qiuying once more. As the towel fell, Lin Lanfang saw Zhang Qiuying's slender hands moving in and out between her crossed legs, her fingers once again covered in that blush-inducing, glistening liquid. Seeing this, Lin Lanfang blushed deeply.
Just as the two were deeply engrossed in their lovemaking, the sound of slipper footsteps suddenly rang out, jarring in the lonely night air. Both Lin Lanfang and Zhang Qiuying heard the footsteps. Lin Lanfang, being a first-timer at the Zhang family home and engaged in their illicit affair, was jolted back to reality by the sound of footsteps. Without thinking, she pulled her lips away from the prominent, rosy nipple of Zhang Qiuying's full, firm breasts and nudged her, saying, "Qiuying, someone's coming."
Lin Lanfang assumed Zhang Qiuying was too absorbed in the excitement of their lovemaking to hear the footsteps, and was kindly reminding her. However, Lin Lanfang didn't realize that Zhang Qiuying had already heard them, but lost in the moment, she paid no heed. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying shifted her body slightly and whispered in Lin Lanfang's ear, "Sister-in-law, you don't need to worry so much. That's just the servants getting up at night. Don't pay any attention to it. At this hour, who would come to your room?"
As she spoke, Zhang Qiuying continued to move on Lin Lanfang's body, completely ignoring the footsteps. Zhang Qiuying had her reasons for doing so. Unlike Lin Lanfang, who was visiting this house for the first time, Zhang Qiuying had lived in this house for nearly thirty years and was very familiar with every detail. The master's bedrooms all had bathrooms, so they wouldn't go outside to get up at night. Only the two servants' rooms didn't have bathrooms, and they would go to the bathroom outside the living room to get up at night. Zhang Qiuying had heard such noises several times before, so she was used to it.

Chapter 29
Upon hearing Zhang Qiuying's words, Lin Lanfang began to believe him somewhat. Under these circumstances, Lin Lanfang relaxed, preparing to enjoy the pleasure brought by Zhang Qiuying's skillful seduction. However, she immediately sensed something was wrong. The footsteps were heading straight for her room. Why would a servant go to their master's room? Lin Lanfang tensed up again, and after gently pushing Zhang Qiuying, who was currently groping her body, she… Lin Lanfang whispered to Zhang Qiuying, "Qiuying, stop for a moment, something seems wrong."
At this point, Zhang Qiuying also sensed something was amiss. Hearing Lin Lanfang's words, Zhang Qiuying stopped teasing Lin Lanfang's beautiful body with her fingers and instead listened intently to the sound of footsteps. However, although Zhang Qiuying stopped her hand movements, her fingers remained inside Lin Lanfang's body. Clearly, she wanted to confirm her intentions before further teasing Lin Lanfang's body.
The footsteps stopped at the door of Lin Lanfang's room. Lin Lanfang and Zhang Qiuying were startled. They exchanged a glance and saw fear in each other's large, watery eyes. Zhang Qiuying was the braver one. She gently nudged Lin Lanfang, whose body was stiff, and gestured with her lips toward the towel that had fallen to the floor, indicating that Lin Lanfang should put the towel back on first.
Lin Lanfang nodded, grabbed a bath towel, and draped it over herself. Zhang Qiuying also grabbed her clothes that she had taken off and quickly put them on. Just then, a soft knock sounded at the door. Hearing the sound, Lin Lanfang's heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't remain silent. In this situation, Lin Lanfang swallowed hard to calm her flustered heart before asking, "Who is it? It's so late, why are you knocking? I'm going to bed." Before
Lin Lanfang's voice had even finished, a child's voice rang out from outside the door: "Mom, it's me, Haitian. I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come over." Hearing her son Zhang Haitian's voice, Lin Lanfang breathed a slight sigh of relief. In her mind, if it had been any other member of the Zhang family, she would have had a hard time dealing with them. If that person had entered her room, they would definitely have discovered what had happened between her and Zhang Qiuying. But since it was Zhang Haitian, everything was much easier.
Thinking of this, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but sigh, "Haitian, it's so late. What do you need me for? I'm a little tired and have already gone to bed. Why don't you go back to your room and sleep? We can talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Zhang Qiuying nodded when she heard Lin Lanfang say this, clearly expressing her appreciation for Lin Lanfang's calm handling of Zhang Haitian. Lin Lanfang thought that after hearing her words, Zhang Haitian would go back to his room, and she could continue what she and Zhang Qiuying hadn't finished.
But Lin Lanfang didn't expect that after hearing her words, Zhang Haitian not only didn't leave, but instead started turning the doorknob. As he turned the handle, Zhang Haitian said, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Before, no matter how late it was, you would always stay with me and listen to me talk. But today, why are you ignoring me? Mom, why isn't your door locked? I'm coming in." With a soft click, the door opened, and Zhang Haitian appeared in front of Lin Lanfang.
The moment Zhang Haitian's hand touched the doorknob, Zhang Qiuying sensed something was wrong. In that instant, she grabbed her clothes and, disregarding her nakedness, dashed into the bathroom. Luckily, she reacted quickly; had she been any slower, Zhang Haitian would have seen her naked. Even though Zhang Haitian was only twelve, if he saw her naked, he would understand what had happened between Lin Lanfang and Zhang Qiuying, no matter how inexperienced he was.
Seeing Zhang Qiuying run into the bathroom, Lin Lanfang breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, before she could catch her breath, she saw Zhang Haitian staring at her with wide eyes, asking, "Mom, what's wrong? You look a little off, and your face is so red. Mom, are you sick? Also, I just saw someone. Who would be in your room so late?" As the saying goes, poor children mature early. Although Zhang Haitian was only twelve years old, he seemed more mature than other children. Noticing his mother Lin Lanfang's unnatural expression, Zhang Haitian assumed she was feeling unwell, hence his question.
Hearing Zhang Haitian's question, Lin Lanfang knew that he had already seen her. Her ears rang, and as she pondered how to answer, she saw him approaching her step by step. Her heart pounded with anxiety, and she stammered, "Haitian, Mom, Mom's alright, Mom's alright, don't worry. It's probably just the heat that's making my face red."
"You, your aunt, your aunt was just here with me. I, I, I was just talking to her. She, she's in the bathroom now. Haitian, you, you're here. Sit down. Haitian, what do you want?" Lin Lanfang's words were clearly incoherent. Just now, when Zhang Haitian knocked on the door, Lin Lanfang was saying that she had already gone to bed, but now she said that she was chatting with Zhang Qiuying. The inconsistency in her words was self-evident. However, Zhang Haitian was still young and did not notice the inconsistency in his mother's words. It was only Lin Lanfang's flustered words that aroused his suspicion. His aunt coming to his mother's room was not a big deal, but why was his mother so flustered? Thinking of this, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Chapter 30
Although Zhang Haitian felt a strange unease, he outwardly remained calm and sat down beside his mother. As soon as he sat down, he felt a faint, sweet fragrance emanating from his mother, Lin Lanfang, wafting towards his nose. This pleasant scent made Zhang Haitian's heart flutter slightly. However, at the same time, he also noticed an unusual aura wafting through the room, in addition to the fragrance.
This aura felt both familiar and strange to Zhang Haitian. Upon smelling it, a certain part of his body began to react. Feeling this reaction, Zhang Haitian suddenly remembered—it was the same scent that emanated from the area where Zhao Yuyu's legs were crossed when he was with her that day. Thinking of this, Zhang Haitian felt a surge of excitement.
By this time, Lin Lanfang's emotions had gradually calmed down. In this state, she looked at Zhang Haitian with affection and asked, "Haitian, tell me, what's wrong with you looking for your mother?" Hearing Lin Lanfang's question, Zhang Haitian nodded and said, "Mother, I don't know what's wrong, but since I got here, I can't fall asleep no matter how much I toss and turn. The bed here is soft, like lying on a pile of cotton, but I still feel more comfortable sleeping on my hard bed at home. Mother, isn't that strange?" "Strange."
Hearing Zhang Haitian say this, Lin Lanfang understood why he couldn't sleep. The difference between her hard bed at home and the Simmons mattress here was like heaven and earth. Zhang Haitian was used to the hard bed, and the sudden change to the soft Simmons mattress made him feel uncomfortable. No wonder he couldn't sleep and came to her in the middle of the night. Back home, Zhang Haitian was the same way; when it was hot and he couldn't sleep, he would ask Lin Lanfang to tell him stories.
But today, Zhang Qiuying was still in the bathroom. Lin Lanfang was afraid that Zhang Haitian would find out about what happened between her and Zhang Qiuying, so she had no heart to tell him stories. Therefore, after hearing what Zhang Haitian said, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but reach out and stroke Zhang Haitian's head, saying to him, "Haitian, be good, go back to your room and sleep. Mommy is tired today and needs to rest. It's normal that you're not used to sleeping on a Simmons mattress for the first time. You'll get used to it in a couple of days. Go on, Haitian.
" At this moment, Lin Lanfang couldn't wait for Zhang Haitian to leave so that Zhang Qiuying could come out of her room. That's why she said those words to Zhang Haitian. Hearing Lin Lanfang's words, Zhang Haitian became even more puzzled. The flustered look on his mother's face and her insincere words when he entered the room came back to him. These strange thoughts combined made Zhang Haitian scrutinize Lin Lanfang, wanting to see what was wrong with his mother.
Upon closer inspection, Zhang Haitian discovered that Lin Lanfang was only wrapped in a bath towel, leaving a large portion of her snow-white body exposed. Her white breasts, her exposed, firm, white thighs, her arms like bamboo shoots, and the alluring, deep cleavage formed by her full breasts, emanating a faint, delicate fragrance, all seemed to radiate an irresistible allure to Zhang Haitian. Once his eyes were on Lin Lanfang's body, he couldn't bear to look away.
A faint, unique fragrance emanating from the young woman's body, mixed with the scent emanating from the area where her legs were crossed, filled Zhang Haitian's nostrils, stimulating his senses. His heart pounded, his breathing became heavy, and a certain part of his body hardened under this stimulation.
After Lin Lanfang spoke, Zhang Haitian neither answered her nor left her side. She glanced at him and found him staring intently at her exposed, snow-white body, barely contained by her towel. Seeing this, Lin Lanfang's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling arose within her. To be honest, that night
, after seeing Zhang Haitian's enormous, hard, and hot member, Lin Lanfang, tormented by loneliness, almost couldn't resist seducing her son. But now, having experienced the pleasure Zhang Qiuying brought her, those thoughts had faded. Seeing Zhang Haitian staring so intently at her body, Lin Lanfang felt slightly uneasy and instinctively pulled her exposed, snow-white thighs closer.
When Lin Lanfang moved her thigh, Zhang Haitian was startled. He knew it was impolite to stare at his mother like that, so he lowered his head. But as he looked down, he saw a large puddle of water on the sofa. Seeing it, Zhang Haitian's expression changed. After looking at Lin Lanfang, he asked, "Mom, what's that on the sofa?" Hearing this, Lin Lanfang's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head to follow Zhang Haitian's gaze.
Upon seeing this, Lin Lanfang's heart pounded. The puddle of water, without a doubt, had come from her and Zhang Qiuying's bodies. However, Zhang Haitian's arrival was too sudden, preventing Lin Lanfang and Zhang Qiuying from wiping it away in time. By sheer coincidence, Zhang Haitian had discovered it. Seeing that Zhang Haitian had noticed the water, Lin Lanfang panicked once more. In this situation, Lin Lanfang forced herself to calm down, looked at the conspicuous water stain on the sofa, then at Zhang Haitian, and swallowed hard. "Haitian, th, th, th, right, it's because the weather is too..." "It's hot. Your mother just finished showering, and she probably didn't dry herself properly, so she brought the bathwater onto this sofa."
Hearing his mother say this, Zhang Haitian murmured, "Mom, how could you be so careless? This sofa is so expensive, you don't even know how to cherish it. What if you break it?" A poor man's child naturally cherishes things. Seeing the conspicuous puddle of water on the sofa, Zhang Haitian felt a pang of heartache. In this state, he slightly raised his body and, with a forceful shove, tried to wipe away the water stain on the sofa, which still smelled of the woman's crossed legs.
Lin Lanfang never expected that Zhang Haitian would believe her so easily. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, she immediately saw Zhang Haitian slightly lift his buttocks and wipe the puddle of water into his hand. Under these circumstances, Lin Lanfang stared blankly at Zhang Haitian, her delicate face turning bright red. She pointed at Zhang Haitian and hesitated for a long time without saying another word.
After wiping the puddle of water onto his hand, Zhang Haitian realized that the water-like substance wasn't the bathwater his mother had described. Bathwater wouldn't leave his hands sticky or greasy. This only deepened his confusion. He looked at Lin Lanfang, who was staring at him in disbelief. Zhang Haitian then brought his hand, covered in the fluid that had seeped from Zhang Qiuying and Lin Lanfang's bodies, to his nose and smelled it.
Instantly, a fresh, slightly pungent odor filled his nostrils. While slightly different from the smell he'd smelled from Zhao Yuyu's crossed legs in the brothel, it was very similar. This pleasant, stimulating scent caused Zhang Haitian to feel a surge of heat, and a certain part of his body hardened instantly.
Under these circumstances, Zhang Haitian sat there motionless, afraid to move. He felt his hard, iron-like member bulge out of his pants after smelling the scent, and any movement would expose him. Although young, Zhang Haitian felt a deep sense of shame; he was a man, and Lin Lanfang was a woman, and Lin Lanfang was his mother. It would be incredibly embarrassing for her to see his private parts.
Lin Lanfang saw Zhang Haitian wiping the fluid that had flowed from her body onto the sofa onto his hands and smelling it. Her heart pounded, and her body trembled slightly with excitement. She almost collapsed onto the sofa, but fearing Zhang Haitian would notice, she braced herself to keep from collapsing.
Seeing Zhang Haitian smelling the liquid flowing from a certain part of her body, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but groan helplessly, "Oh my god, what's going on? Haitian is smelling my...that thing! But Haitian is my son! And even Haitian's father has never smelled this before! Isn't this so embarrassing?" Thinking of this, Lin Lanfang became even more awkward.
Fortunately, after Zhang Haitian smelled the liquid from Lin Lanfang's body on his hand, he lowered it and looked at Lin Lanfang, saying, "Mom, isn't it strange? This water tastes different from the water I've drunk before. I really want to taste what it tastes like. Mom, you know, I feel really excited when I smell this." As he spoke, Zhang Haitian looked at Lin Lanfang, wanting to see how she would react to his words.
Zhang Haitian's words made Lin Lanfang even more shy, and she lowered her head involuntarily, seemingly no longer daring to face her son. Seeing Lin Lanfang's appearance, Zhang Haitian felt a little more confident and became more certain of what was on his hands. However, he still had a doubt: how could the scent of his mother's body remain on the water stains on the sofa? At that time, Zhang Haitian did not know that a woman would leak fluid from a certain part of her body after becoming aroused.
So, Zhang Haitian wanted to test the waters further. Under these circumstances, he looked at his mother, Lin Lanfang, and said, "Mom, isn't it strange? After seeing this smell, I couldn't help but want to stick out my tongue and lick it. How about it, Mom, let me taste it and see what it is." As he spoke, Zhang Haitian slowly brought his hand, which was covered in the fluids from his mother Lin Lanfang and aunt Zhang Qiuying's bodies, to his mouth, sticking out his tongue. He nervously watched Lin Lanfang, wanting to see her reaction to determine if his suspicions were correct.
Hearing Zhang Haitian's words, Lin Lanfang trembled involuntarily. She had already felt incredibly ashamed when Zhang Haitian held the liquid from her body to his nose and smelled it. If Zhang Haitian were to actually taste the liquid from her body, which even his father had never tasted, Lin Lanfang would truly be at a loss. Moreover, this liquid also contained the liquid from Zhang Qiuying's body, who was Zhang Haitian's aunt. Wasn't that even more outrageous?
Thinking of this, Lin Lanfang almost blurted out, "Haitian, no!" As she said this, a hint of nervousness appeared on her delicate face. Haitian, while slowly bringing his hand, still wet with the fluids from Qiuying and Lin Lanfang's bodies, to his lips, half-jokingly, half-seriously said to the anxious Lin Lanfang, "Mom, it's okay, I'll just taste it with the tip of my tongue, I won't swallow it, don't worry." Seeing her hand, still wet with the fluids from her body, about to enter Haitian's mouth, Lin Lanfang, in a moment of quick thinking, cried out, "Haitian..." "No, that's bathwater, it's dirty, you'll get diarrhea if you drink it."

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Hearing Lin Lanfang say this, Zhang Haitian was slightly taken aback, unsure what was on his hands. Seeing Lin Lanfang's anxious expression, Zhang Haitian genuinely thought she was worried about getting diarrhea because she saw him about to drink the bathwater. Thinking this, Zhang Haitian smiled slightly: "Okay, Mom is right, I won't taste it if you don't want me to." As he spoke, Zhang Haitian removed his hand, which was covered in the liquid that had flowed from Lin Lanfang and Zhang Qiuying's bodies.
Seeing Zhang Haitian finally lower his hand, Lin Lanfang breathed a slight sigh of relief, her heart calming down a little. She looked at Zhang Haitian and said, "Haitian, look at you, your hands are all dirty. Go wash them." Zhang Haitian was taken aback by Lin Lanfang's words. He looked at his mother, puzzled, and said, "Mom, how can I wash them? Auntie is still in the bathroom." Lin
Lanfang then... Realizing that Zhang Qiuying was still in the bathroom, and that she had been so focused on whether Zhang Haitian would stick out his tongue to taste the fluids flowing from her body that she had completely forgotten about this important matter, Lin Lanfang smiled apologetically at Zhang Haitian: "Haitian, I almost forgot, your aunt is still in the bathroom. It's alright, just sit here and wait a bit. You can go wash your hands after your aunt is done."
Hearing Lin Lanfang's words, Zhang Haitian obediently nodded. "Mom, I understand," Zhang Haitian said. Then, as if remembering something, he looked up at Lin Lanfang and asked, "Mom, why has Auntie been gone so long? Is something wrong?" Hearing this, Lin Lanfang realized that Zhang Qiuying had been in the bathroom for a long time. Thinking that she should be ready by now, Lin Lanfang called out to the bathroom, "Qiuying, are you done?" Zhang Qiuying
rushed into the bathroom, but because Zhang Haitian opened the door so quickly, he still saw her. Upon entering, she heard Zhang Haitian say he saw her, and Lin Lanfang confirmed her presence in the bathroom. In this situation, Zhang Qiuying hurriedly began to dress in the bathroom. However, just as she finished dressing, she overheard the conversation between the mother and son inside the bathroom.
Listening to the conversation between the mother and son, the scene in the room suddenly appeared before Zhang Qiuying's eyes. Zhang Qiuying seemed to see Zhang Haitian wiping his hand on the sofa, getting the fluid that had flowed from his and Lin Lanfang's bodies onto his hand. Then, he put his hand, which was covered with the fluid from his and Lin Lanfang's bodies, to Zhang Haitian's nose. Zhang Haitian was greedily smelling it, and while smelling it, he also stuck out his tongue, wanting to lick the fluid that had flowed from his and Lin Lanfang's bodies.
Zhang Qiuying was an open-minded person by nature. Thinking about these things, the image of Zhang Haitian involuntarily appeared in her mind. Zhang Qiuying felt that although Zhang Haitian was still young, his face already had the handsome appearance that a man should have. And thinking that Zhang Haitian was her nephew, and now, her nephew's hands were covered with the liquid flowing from her body, and he was about to reach out to taste it. Thinking about this, Zhang Qiuying did not feel the slightest bit of shame. On the contrary, a strange feeling rose in her heart.
Just moments ago, Zhang Qiuying and Lin Lanfang were engrossed in their illicit affair. Although Zhang Haitian's arrival temporarily suppressed her impulses, the danger had now passed. Now, Zhang Haitian, her nephew, was unknowingly about tasting the fluids flowing from her and Lin Lanfang's bodies. Zhang Qiuying felt incredibly aroused. The thought of the scene sent a surge of heat through her body, and she immediately felt herself becoming wet again.
Zhang Qiuying also felt a tingling sensation in her body again. Under these circumstances, she realized that her affair with Lin Lanfang could not continue tonight because of Zhang Haitian's arrival. Even if she wanted to, Lin Lanfang would not be willing to leave her unsatisfied. Her emotions were surging again, and if she didn't take care of herself, she would face another sleepless night. Thinking of this, Zhang Qiuying took advantage of the fact that she was in the bathroom, where Lin Lanfang and Zhang Haitian couldn't see her, and boldly comforted herself.
Zhang Qiuying was wearing a short skirt, so doing this was very simple. She skillfully pulled up the short skirt that tightly hugged her full and elastic body, and reached one hand towards the area between her legs. But she immediately realized something was wrong. It turned out that Zhang Qiuying was wearing flesh-colored stockings, and when she reached her hand inside, the stockings blocked her fingers, preventing them from touching her skin.
In that moment of impulsiveness, this little thing was no challenge for Zhang Qiuying. She quickly took her hand out and hurriedly took off the flesh-colored stockings, hanging them on the wall. Then, Zhang Qiuying once again reached her slender hand between her legs, and a barely audible sound rang out. A look of excitement appeared on Zhang Qiuying's delicate face, and stimulated by that, she felt her body go weak. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying took two steps back, leaned against the washbasin, and began to move her fingers.

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, as she twitched her fingers, Zhang Qiuying fantasized in her mind about her nephew, Zhang Haitian, sticking out his tongue and gently licking her hand, which was covered with the fluids flowing from her and Lin Lanfang's bodies. Thinking of this, Zhang Qiuying seemed to feel Zhang Haitian's tongue, full of masculine heat, constantly licking the most important part of her body. An almost perverse stimulation surged into Zhang Qiuying's heart, making her excited in a short time.
The sounds of fingers twitching, the sizzling of water, and the soft, suppressed breaths that Zhang Qiuying managed to suppress echoed in the small bathroom, creating an atmosphere of ambiguity. If someone were to enter the bathroom at this moment, they would immediately discover a stunningly beautiful woman leaning against the wall. At this moment, the woman's legs were slightly parted, her fingers moving in and out of her most intimate parts, her pearly white teeth gently biting her sensual lips, and her body silently swaying. A dreamy expression appeared on her delicate face.
As Zhang Qiuying was passionately moving her fingers, bringing herself wave after wave of pleasure, she suddenly heard Lin Lanfang calling her name. Startled, Zhang Qiuying realized that she had been so engrossed in comforting herself in the bathroom that she had lost track of time, causing Zhang Haitian and Lin Lanfang outside to become suspicious. In this situation, Zhang Qiuying immediately withdrew her fingers from her body and replied, "Sister-in-law, I'm out." "
As she spoke, Zhang Qiuying straightened her clothes and hurriedly walked out of the bathroom. As soon as she came out, she felt Lin Lanfang and Zhang Haitian staring at her. Lin Lanfang's expression was very strange, while Zhang Haitian looked at her as if he had seen some monster. Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying couldn't help but feel confused. She wondered why Lin Lanfang and Zhang Haitian, mother and son, looked at her with such strange expressions.
Zhang Haitian looked at Zhang Qiuying and said, "Auntie, you, you, what happened to your face?" Hearing Zhang Haitian say this, Zhang Qiuying couldn't help but reach out and touch her delicate face. Upon touching it, Zhang Qiuying couldn't help but scream, and she covered her face, standing there at a loss."
It turned out that while playing the fake phoenix and fake dragon game with Lin Lanfang, the fluid that Lin Lanfang ejaculated from her body sprayed all over Zhang Qiuying's delicate face. Afterwards, Zhang Qiuying was eager to know Lin Lanfang's reaction to her actions, so she teased Lin Lanfang. In Zhang Qiuying's mind, having the fluid from Lin Lanfang's body on her face was no big deal. In fact, leaving it on her face would better stimulate Lin Lanfang, achieving twice the result with half the effort. She could wipe it off after they had their next encounter.
As fate would have it, Zhang Haitian, unable to sleep, barged into Lin Lanfang's room. The door was unlocked, allowing him to enter easily. Feeling guilty, Zhang Qiuying ran into the bathroom at lightning speed. But as soon as she entered, she sensed that Zhang Haitian's tone suggested he had already seen her, causing her to panic. She managed to overhear Lin Lanfang trying to cover up the fact that she was in her room, but then she heard Zhang Haitian wiping the fluids that had flowed from their bodies, smelling them, and even trying to lick them.
Under these circumstances, Zhang Qiuying, acting on her instincts, began to comfort herself in the bathroom. During this time, due to a series of miracles, she completely forgot about the fact that her face was still covered in the fluid from Lin Lanfang's body. Throughout the entire ordeal, Zhang Qiuying, consumed by panic and lust, did not even glance at the mirror. So, while comforting herself with the fluid from Lin Lanfang's body still on her face, she heard Lin Lanfang calling her and came out of the bathroom.
However, after so much time, the liquid flowing from Lin Lanfang's body had slowly dried on Qiu Ying's delicate face, forming clumps and wrinkles. A thin, paper-like substance clung to her fair skin, which explained the strange expressions on Lin Lanfang and Zhang Haitian's faces when they saw her. Upon touching her face, Qiu Ying instantly realized what had happened. Being a
young girl, she panicked and screamed. Realizing she had made a fool of herself in front of Zhang Haitian and Lin Lanfang, even the usually composed Qiu Ying froze, as if electrocuted.
When Lin Lanfang saw Zhang Qiuying's appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle and said to Zhang Qiuying, "Qiuying, look at you, really! You said you were going to the bathroom to do a face mask, but you ended up like this. Isn't it funny? Alright, alright, Qiuying, hurry up and wash up, lest Haitian laugh at you." As she spoke, Lin Lanfang winked at Zhang Qiuying.
Hearing Lin Lanfang's words, Zhang Qiuying felt as if she had grasped a lifeline. In this situation, Zhang Qiuying's heart calmed down slightly. After hearing Lin Lanfang's words, Zhang Qiuying glared at her and said, "Sister-in-law, it's all your fault for giving me this face mask but not telling me how to use it. I spent so long in the bathroom trying to figure it out, thinking I knew how, but I still ended up with this mess. Haitian laughed at me. Anyway, Haitian, you stay here with your mother for a while. I'm going back to my room."
As she spoke, Zhang Qiuying quickly walked towards the door. By the time she finished speaking, her body had disappeared through the doorway. Besides, Zhang Qiuying was, after all, a girl. Although Lin Lanfang's words had saved her from the predicament, Zhang Qiuying, who was always arrogant, had made such a fool of herself in front of her nephew. Although Zhang Haitian didn't know what had happened, Zhang Qiuying knew exactly what was going on. Under such circumstances, how could Zhang Qiuying stay in Lin Lanfang's room any longer? So, after saying those words, she fled from Lin Lanfang's room like a startled rabbit. Even after she got to her own room and closed the door, Zhang Qiuying could still feel her heart pounding, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Chapter 33 Zhang Qiuying Is this your clothing? (01)
When Lin Lanfang saw Zhang Qiuying fleeing in panic, she was both angry and amused. However, when Lin Lanfang thought about the possible consequences if Zhang Haitian found out about this, she was secretly alarmed and could no longer laugh. When Zhang Haitian saw his aunt leave, he said to Lin Lanfang, "Mom, I'm going to wash my hands." Lin Lanfang nodded, and Zhang Haitian went into the bathroom to wash his hands. As soon as he entered the bathroom, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but feel strange.
The Zhang family's room was far superior to the small house where Zhang Haitian and Lin Lanfang lived. However, when Zhang Haitian entered his mother's room, he smelled a strange odor. Although it wasn't pleasant, it stimulated his nerves, causing a certain part of his body to become hard and swollen. Lin Lanfang's bathroom also reeked of the same smell. Had the room changed since his mother moved here? Zhang Haitian couldn't help but wonder.
While washing his hands and smelling the odor, Zhang Haitian felt a vague, ambiguous feeling emanating from his heart, causing an indescribable emotion to surge within him. This emotion suddenly gave rise to an impulse in him—a strong desire for someone to hold him tightly, like Zhao Yuyu had, in a certain part of his body, giving him a feeling of being squeezed and fulfilled, bringing him immense pleasure.
After washing his hands, Zhang Haitian looked up to see his reflection in the mirror. But what he saw was a pair of flesh-colored stockings hanging on the bathroom wall. The almost transparent stockings made his heart leap. Underneath the stockings, he saw what appeared to be a pair of narrow shorts. Seeing the stockings, his heart pounded: "Could this be the legendary stockings? Is this what tightly hugs a woman's body, making her legs look fuller, firmer, and more elastic? And these shorts look so strange... Mom's shorts weren't like this!" "It's just a long line, and it's all net-like stuff. Will it feel comfortable to wear?"
Looking at the stockings in front of him, and pondering the question in his mind, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but fall into deep thought. A young man's nature is naturally full of curiosity about everything. In this state, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but raise his head, staring intently at the stockings, trying to memorize their appearance. As he stared intently at the stockings, he felt a different sensation. It turned out that the smell that filled the bathroom, so similar to the smell emanating from where Zhao Yuyu's legs crossed, seemed to be coming from those stockings and shorts.
The thought that the stockings seemed to still carry Zhang Qiuying's body temperature and scent made Zhang Haitian even more excited. Under these circumstances, Zhang Haitian turned his head to look outside the bathroom. Seeing Lin Lanfang standing there deep in thought, completely unaware of his actions, Zhang Haitian became bolder. Under these circumstances, Zhang Haitian secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stretched out his trembling hand, took the stockings in his hand, and began to examine them.
Needless to say, everyone knows that Zhang Qiuying, for convenience, had just taken off her flesh-colored stockings that tightly covered her legs and the shorts that had once tightly covered her most intimate parts, and casually hung them on the wall while she was pleasuring herself. Upon hearing Lin Lanfang's shout, Zhang Qiuying panicked and rushed out of the bathroom, forgetting that her stockings and shorts were still hanging on the wall. And this became the beginning of the story between Zhang Haitian and Zhang Qiuying—something that Lin Lanfang, Zhang Qiuying, and Zhang Haitian had all failed to anticipate.
Upon touching the silky smoothness of the stockings, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "So comfortable! So warm! So fragrant! I never imagined these stockings had such magic, giving me such a stimulating feeling. That silky smooth sensation... I'll probably never forget it for the rest of my life." It turned out that the stockings hadn't been off Zhang Qiuying for long, only a few minutes, so they still carried her body heat, which explained their warmth. Holding the stockings
, Zhang Haitian felt that as they drew closer, the unusual scent—so similar to the scent emanating from the area where Zhao Yuyu's legs crossed—became even stronger. His mother had never worn stockings before, and in the short few hours since arriving at the Zhang family home, she hadn't been allowed to go out and buy any. These stockings, needless to say, were the ones his aunt, Zhang Qiuying, had left behind.
Thinking back to when Qiu Ying appeared before him, and the sight of her firm, shapely legs and smooth, jade-like skin, Zhang Haitian, though inexperienced, felt a surge of masculine curiosity about women's bodies, causing his mouth to go dry. The thought that the stockings had been taken from Qiu Ying's firm, shapely thighs, and that they must carry her scent, excited him. He brought the stockings to his nose and began to sniff them.
Zhang Haitian didn't understand why he acted this way. He just felt that after seeing the stockings that had once tightly wrapped Zhang Qiuying's firm, youthful legs, it was only natural that he should do this. It was so natural, so effortless. As soon as he brought the stockings to his nose, he felt a faint, sweet fragrance mixed with a scent reminiscent of the area where Zhao Yuyu's legs crossed, which suddenly intensified.
"This is the smell of a woman's genitals, I'm sure of it!" Upon smelling this pleasant aroma, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but shout inwardly. The mixed fragrance and the scent reminiscent of Zhao Yuyu's crossed legs stimulated his nerves, causing a sudden urge to urinate in a certain part of his body. Under these circumstances, Zhang Haitian's breathing became slightly rapid.
At this moment, Zhang Haitian felt an overwhelming excitement. Under these circumstances, he felt the shorts that had once tightly wrapped around the most important part of Zhang Qiuying's body, and the flesh-colored stockings that had once tightly wrapped around Zhang Qiuying's firm and elastic legs, were tempting him. This caused a surge of desire deep within him. The desire was that Zhang Haitian so desperately wanted to see what those shorts and stockings that had once tightly wrapped around Zhang Qiuying's alluring and soft body were really like.
Zhang Haitian, oblivious to his own limitations, picked up the stockings and shorts and examined them closely. By the light, he noticed a damp patch on the small piece of fabric in the shorts that had once tightly covered Zhang Qiuying's body. Seeing this, Zhang Haitian wondered, "My aunt is so old, why would she wet her pants like a child?" A slight chuckle crept into his mind.
Looking at the shorts, a mischievous thought crossed his mind. He reached out and gently touched the damp patch. Instantly, the same sensation as the wet patch he'd felt on the sofa filled his senses. Even a fool would realize that the wet patch he'd seen on the sofa wasn't... It wasn't the bathwater his mother had mentioned, but the liquefied smell emanating from his mother and aunt's bodies.
Thinking of the liquid coming from his mother and aunt's bodies, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but recall the tense expression on Lin Lanfang's face when he tried to lick the liquid that had flowed from his aunt and aunt's bodies. Thinking of this, Zhang Haitian's curiosity grew. Under these circumstances, he pressed his finger against the wet spot and brought it to his nose, greedily inhaling. Sure enough, as Zhang Haitian
had expected, the smell emanating from the shorts that had tightly covered Zhang Qiuying's most important part of her body was the same as what he had smelled on the sofa, but different from the smell from where Zhao Yuyu's legs were crossed. As for why it was different, that wasn't... Zhang Haitian was considering his options. Under these circumstances, he felt the scent emanating from the shorts was incredibly alluring, intensifying the urge to urinate in a certain part of his body.
In this state, Zhang Haitian couldn't help but stick out his tongue and begin gently licking the stockings that had tightly covered Zhang Qiuying's body, focusing on the prominent wet patch in the center of the shorts. The moment his tongue touched the wet patch from Zhang Qiuying's body, Zhang Haitian tasted a slightly sweet, yet slightly fishy, flavor—an indescribable taste that, upon tasting, would excite him. This sensation traveled from his tongue to his heart, making him even more aroused.
In this state, Zhang Haitian instinctively reached out with his other hand, towards his genitals, which were already bulging high above the shorts . He raised a certain part of his body, licking the fluid flowing from Zhang Qiuying's body from the shorts that had once tightly wrapped around her most important part. At the same time, he gently stroked his own body with his hand. A feeling of explosive pleasure rose within Zhang Haitian, making his breathing even heavier.
Lin Lanfang, after Zhang Haitian entered the bathroom, sat there fearing he would discover her affair with Zhang Qiuying. While she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard Zhang Haitian's heavy breathing coming from inside. Hearing this, Lin Lanfang became curious and stood up, walking towards the bathroom to see what he was doing. She asked, "Haitian, what are you doing?" Hearing Lin
Lanfang's voice, Zhang Haitian sensed that Lin Lanfang was almost at the bathroom door. He was still holding the shorts and flesh-colored stockings that had once tightly covered Zhang Qiuying's body. There was obviously no time to put them back. In this situation, Zhang Haitian had a sudden inspiration and grabbed the shorts and stockings that had once tightly covered the most important part of Zhang Qiuying's body.
After doing all this, Zhang Haitian turned around and looked at the bathroom door. A strange look appeared on his face as he said to Lin Lanfang, "Mom, when did you buy these clothes? What are they for? They look so strange to me." Before Zhang Haitian finished speaking, Lin Lanfang had already reached the bathroom door. Seeing the flesh-colored stockings and shorts in Zhang Haitian's hand, and hearing his question, Lin Lanfang was slightly taken aback. "Haitian, what are you holding? These aren't mine."
After seeing clearly what Zhang Haitian was holding, Lin Lanfang's delicate face flushed slightly. Under these circumstances, Lin Lanfang couldn't help but secretly blame Zhang Qiuying in her heart: "That Qiuying is really something, always causing me trouble. Her face..." She managed to brush off the fact that her clothes were covered in the fluids from my body, and then left her stockings and shorts in my room. Honestly, Hai Tian even had them in his hands and asked me what they were. How was I supposed to answer Hai Tian?
Seeing the shorts in Hai Tian's hand, Lin Lanfang blushed deeply. She realized that the shorts in Hai Tian's hand weren't even shorts; they were just two long ties and a piece of cloth smaller than a palm joined together. Seeing the shorts, Lin Lanfang blushed even more: "Can this really be called shorts? Wearing shorts like this, you can't cover anything! Your buttocks, your pubic hair—how can this piece of cloth smaller than a palm cover anything? Everyone can see everything!" Thinking this, Lin Lanfang's heart pounded wildly.

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