【Urban Twisted Fate: Dragon Sucking Water】(Volume 1) 【Author: wtw1974】

Author: wtw1974
Word Count: 105448

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Goethe once said: Which young man is not passionate? Which old wolf doesn't flirt?

After his middle school entrance exam, Long Haotian bid farewell to his youthful days. Three years after graduating from the Sumanzhou Provincial Police Academy, he entered the Wanghai City
police force. On his first day, he was assigned to the remote Wuyun County to carry out criminal investigation missions, thus beginning the prelude to Shaolong's
romantic : Disguised as a worker, he went undercover in Wuyun to solve the 752 Factory murder case; he disguised himself as a gangster to go undercover in a nightclub to solve
the Phoenix City mystery; he transformed into a Chinese police officer to go undercover in Detroit to pursue international drug lords; he repeatedly made meritorious contributions and was promoted to the Phoenix City Police
Chief, and later to the Wanghai City General Police Chief. A business empire, a harem of beauties, a life full of ups and downs, a legendary life.

The mystery of her origins runs throughout the story. The married women and young wives are stunningly beautiful, maintaining the consistent style with slight variations. The focus is on plot
development with few but exquisite female leads. Four or five female leads are only conquered after dozens of chapters of build-up. The married women are seductive in uniforms, stockings, and high heels.

Long Haotian is written from age 16 to 56, graduating from junior high and entering police academy,
retiring .

Long Xiaoyun is promoted from Wanghai City to the Organization Minister of Sihai City. He is her adoptive father.

Wen Shuqing is transferred from Wanghai City to become the principal of Sihai City Middle School. She is her adoptive mother. Wen

Qingqing is a beautiful woman, Long Xiaoyun and Wen Shuqing's biological daughter and younger sister.

Long Jianghai is a staff member of the Cultural Bureau and a poet, his uncle.

Liu Yuhe is an ophthalmologist

, a beautiful young woman, his aunt. Long Qinqing is the 35-year-old deputy director of the Wanghai City Police Department

, a beautiful young woman, his aunt. Long Suwen is a beautiful young girl, Long Qinqing's daughter and cousin.

Wen Fohai is the director of the Wanghai City Government Office.

Han Jingshu, Director of the Credit Department of the Agricultural Bank of China in Wanghai City, a beautiful young woman, and aunt-in-law.

Shen Lan, a teacher at the Art School in Wanghai City, a beautiful young woman.

Hu Liyin, a nurse at the People's Hospital of Wanghai City, a beautiful woman, and mother of classmate Hong Xiaoyu.

Hong Tongda, a state-owned enterprise communications R&D engineer, and father of Hong Xiaoyu.

Fu Renzong, Secretary of the Wanghai City Government.

An Zaishan, Director of the Wanghai City General Bureau, transferred to the Provincial Department of Suman State.

Sui Jianjun, Captain of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Wanghai City General Bureau, promoted to Deputy Director.

Chen Hai, Chief Physician of the 752 Group Staff Hospital, a renowned neurosurgeon in China.

Yu Yutong, a graduate of Beijing University of Technology, and Long Haotian's roommate in the 752 Factory dormitory.

Liang Hongwei, a veteran driver in the 752 Factory transportation team, and mentor.

Wu Yue, a nurse at the 752 Group Staff Hospital, a beautiful young woman, and mentor's wife.

Nannan, 6 years old, daughter of Liang Hongwei and Wu Yue.

Yu Tao, a researcher at the 752 Factory.

Su Xiaoyun, secretary to the general manager of 752 Group, a beautiful young woman, and Yu Tao's wife.

Wang Jun, police chief of Wuyun County.

Zhang Qian, business manager of an insurance company, a beautiful young woman, caught having an affair with Xiao Huang by Wang Jun, implicated in Chen Hai's sudden death
.

Li Bing, a middle school teacher in Wuyun County, Zhang Qian's husband.

Xiao Huang, Li Bing's colleague and friend, Huang Feifei's younger brother.

Director Qian, director of the Construction Bureau.

Huang Feifei, cousin of Director Qian's wife Han Shufen, a beautiful young woman, Xiao Huang's older sister.

Gao Qiang, the personal driver of a coal mine owner, Huang Feifei's husband.

Mei Mei, female owner of a beauty salon, a beautiful young woman, Liang Hongwei's mistress.

"Gao Lao Er," security manager of the Blue Deka Karaoke Bar, an undercover agent for Long Haotian.

Dai Qingguan, police officer of Phoenix City Police Station.

Wu Suya, employee of Phoenix City Bank, a beautiful young woman, Dai Qingguan's wife.

Tian Wenzhi, police chief of Phoenix City Police Station.

Qin Huai Ren, director of Phoenix City Bank.

Tian Xuerou, a police officer at the Phoenix Police Department, is a beautiful woman and the niece of Tian Wenzhi.

Tang Xiaoyi, a new employee at Phoenix Bank, is Wu Suya's junior from school.

Hou Songjia, General Manager of Hou Meifang Building Materials Co., Ltd.

Mei Yuxiang, General Manager of Hou Meifang Building Materials Processing Plant, is Mrs. Hou. Their daughter is Miaomiao.

Jiang Jiaqiang, Mei Yuxiang's driver and lover, is a retired member of the anti-terrorism special forces stationed in Pakistan.

Long Haosi, a Chinese police officer at the Detroit Police Department, is an undercover agent for Long Haotian.

Julie, the Chief of the Detroit Police Department.

Meng Hongyun, whose English name is Jimmy, is a researcher at an automobile company and is her husband.

Liu Litao, whose English name is Miana, is a stunningly beautiful young woman and is her wife. Their son is Meng Letian.

Pietro, whose Chinese name is Luo Jiayao, is an international drug lord.

Xia Menghan, 27 years old, is a beautiful young woman and an instructor.

Xu Dongdong, 32 years old, is a beautiful young woman and works in the logistics department.

Wang Huifeng, the Deputy Chief of the Phoenix Police Department.

Shen Aojun, a beautiful young woman, is Wang Huifeng's wife.

Tang Lijuan, 29 years old, works in the household registration department.

Luo Hairong, a beautiful female secretary in Fenghuang County.

Mei Wanyin, the general manager of Yuhua Group, is also a beautiful woman. ( Chapter 101

of Volume 1 :

Sexy Breast Hair

) The financial crisis swept the globe, populist republics went bankrupt, and highly centralized empires
emerged. Trump became president of the United States, Putin was re-elected president of Russia, and there was also
the fragmented Europa Empire.

In the eastern part of the continent of Asya, which spans the globe, the Yades Mountains rise abruptly, towering into the clouds, with majestic,
winding peaks . The Umas River flows east to west, vast and mighty, rushing into the sea.

The Changnans Empire comprises four provinces: Ikis, Ares, Suman, and Chuanyuns. The imperial capital
is located in Ikis, the capital in Ares, and Suman is the wealthiest region in the Changnans Empire.
The capital city of Sihai, situated in the southeast of Suman, controls the vital waterway of the Umas River,
making it .

The neighboring Wanghai City boasts mountains, rivers, lakes, and the sea, a land of abundant resources and talented people. Surrounded by verdant mountains, ancient
trees swaying bamboo, babbling brooks, and strangely shaped pools and canyons
, it is a place of mystery, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, a land of auspicious energy and outstanding people. The mountains are either towering,
majestic , and charming, or cascading waterfalls and layered peaks, displaying a variety of colors and forms. The forests are lush and verdant,
welcoming wind, snow, rain, and frost throughout the year, brimming with vitality. The pine forests atop Yadai Peak are lush and verdant. The mountain winds whistle and murmur, sometimes as gentle as
flowing , sometimes as powerful as roaring waves, creating a melodious sound. The autumn colors of the green mountains are captivating, especially the red leaves. Yadai Peak is steep and precipitous,
with numerous unique peaks and scenic views. Reaching the summit and looking around, one sees verdant mountains, a sea of trees, and ethereal mists, creating
a scene of otherworldly beauty, a natural wonder that is truly enchanting.

The green of summer paints a vibrant picture against the backdrop of blue skies and white clouds, creating a series of colorful and picturesque scenes.
The greens, whether dark or light, have completely shed their pale yellow undertones. They are lush and
verdant, no longer shallow or immature, but richly displaying the full spectrum of life. They passionately
absorb the intense sunlight and gently exhale pure breath, leaving you refreshed and
cool under their verdant protection. But even that day, unexpected events occurred. Clouds carrying both positive and negative charges kissed passionately in the afternoon, lightning
inadvertently revealing its tender gaze, thunder was their joyful laughter, and the seven-colored rainbow after the rain was
the fruit of their love. Blue sky, white clouds, and a magnificent rainbow intertwine to create the most beautiful scenery of late spring and early summer.

It was nearly dusk, and the blood-red sunset hung on the horizon. Yang Jing, a ninth-grade teacher at Wanghai No. 1 Junior High School,
stretched and gracefully walked out of her office. Leaning against the railing
, she gazed into the distance. The sun was about to set, and the sky was filled with vast expanses of red clouds, as if the entire sky had been painted with thick oil paint. The forested, rolling mountains and
the endless blue sea in the distance were all blurred in her vision. Truly, the mountains resembled the sea, and the setting sun resembled blood. Facing the sea, she felt
refreshed and invigorated.

She had a beautiful oval face, with bright, expressive phoenix eyes. Her long
black hair , combined with her nearly 1.7-meter height and curvaceous figure, gave her the charm of a classical beauty. Her
36D breasts attracted attention in any setting, and her firm, shapely buttocks and long
legs were treasures coveted by all men. Only her husband knew
how smooth and alluring her bound feet were, encased in black sheer stockings and red high heels. Coupled with her calm and
elegant personality, she naturally became the dream girl of countless young students and older male colleagues. She also earned
the nickname "Ice and Snow Goddess."

The basketball court was packed with people, a cacophony of voices. The final match of the Wanghai City Middle School Basketball Tournament was underway, a game
between her Class 5 of Grade 9 and Class 18 of Grade 9. Yang Jing watched as the boys battled fiercely, while the girls
cheered them on, the name they shouted most often being Long Haotian. Even Hong Xiaoyu, who had excellent grades in class, was
cheering for his best friend. Yang Jing knew that Hong Xiaoyu and Long Haotian were inseparable. Hong Xiaoyu's grades were far superior to Long
Haotian's, while Long Haotian was a head taller. Hong Xiaoyu was somewhat frail, while Long Haotian was precocious.
Whenever someone bullied Xiaoyu, it was Long Haotian who stood up for him and settled the score, defeating three opponents single-handedly.
After that, no one dared to bully Hong Xiaoyu again.

As for Long Haotian, his academic performance was only average. It was said that his father was a civil servant, perhaps
a director in the Organization Department or the Personnel Bureau, and his mother was a middle school teacher. In a school where many students' parents were provincial
or municipal officials, Long Haotian's family background didn't attract much attention from the snobbish teachers.
Although Yang Jing wasn't the kind of teacher who only focused on students' parents' backgrounds or
the rigid , she didn't have much affection for Long Haotian either. She just felt that this boy with average grades
was somewhat different from others, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

As an excellent homeroom teacher for the ninth grade, Yang Jing naturally knew how to guide them to release their abundant energy.
Some boys either become class heroes or complete troublemakers. These boys actually have leadership
potential. If teachers and parents can become friends with such boys and guide their energy in a positive direction
, they will perform exceptionally well at school. If a boy is ignored or even rejected, his self-esteem
may be built on aggression towards adults, and many problems will follow.

Sports are undoubtedly a good way for boys to release their excess energy. Sports can also bring boys a lot of benefits,
such as a sense of belonging, increased self-confidence, and improved health. Sports can bring boys closer to other men; team
sports allow men to express care for each other; sports are also a process of learning about life—finding
values such as not being arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat, teamwork, and giving it your all on the sports field.

To be honest, Long Haotian is an absolutely striking boy. At only 16 years old, he's already 178cm tall.
While not as handsome as some of the typical young heartthrobs, his tall stature, sharply defined features, and well-proportioned
physique, along with his clearly defined muscles, set him apart from the typical effeminate pretty boy. He's
a key player , and although still somewhat immature, he's already a grown man. The only flaw is that this
underage boy has chest hair, which is still faintly visible even in a sports vest. While chest
hair might seem unsettling to young girls, it's considered sexy by women. For a sixteen-year-old boy
to have chest hair is quite unusual, causing many girls who initially liked Long Haotian
to keep their distance .

However, on the basketball court, he naturally became a star. This kid truly
lived up to his athletic talent; he was good at shooting, dribbling, and rebounding. His excellent physical attributes made him difficult for most boys to defend; he could score with a mere
bump. He also had a strong desire to perform, often pulling off dunks that drew screams from the girls on the playground.
It was a waste for three players from Class 18 to defend him; two players were just enough to overwhelm them
.

He started dribbling, and with his skillful technique, Long Haotian began to tear apart the defense. Under
the double-team of two Class 18 players, he was as agile as a monkey and as threatening as a gorilla, constantly searching for
defensive weaknesses.

*Thwack!*

During a probing steal by the point guard, Long Haotian seemed to anticipate it. With a crossover dribble and a back-to-the-basket move,
he squeezed the power forward/point guard to the left and instantly attacked the paint…

Class 18's center, Pang Feihu, immediately stepped forward to intercept. Should he go for a layup or pass?

The next moment, he realized he was completely wrong.

Long Haotian suddenly stopped and jumped up, without any physical contact with him. High in the air, he gently
tossed the basketball, which traced a perfect arc and swished gently into the net.

The feel was unbelievably soft.

The basketball was still flying when he was already back on defense with two fingers raised.

Absolutely stunning! Yang Jing couldn't help but clench her fist and whisper, "Yes!"

For some reason, after Long Haotian's sixteenth birthday, he had been feeling something strange in his abdomen,
as if there was something moving inside, sometimes hot, sometimes cold. Although it wasn't very painful, it was always distracting him.
He went to the hospital but they couldn't find anything wrong. Because of this, he hadn't touched his beloved basketball much.
Seeing his teammates willingly fighting for Class 5 under his leadership, Long Haotian couldn't help but feel moved. Although he hadn't
led his class's team for long, he had already developed a deep bond with them. After
all, they were classmates who had spent three years of junior high school together. Soon they would graduate and enter their own high schools, but
his grades wouldn't allow him to pass the college entrance exam. He chose to apply to a vocational police academy in Suman Province, and he and his
classmates would soon go their separate ways. Before leaving, he wanted to win one last honor for Class 5 and leave behind the most
beautiful memories. Thinking of this, he felt a sense of responsibility. He rallied his spirits, cleared his mind of distractions, and looked at
the basketball in his hands. Long Haotian told himself that no matter how difficult it was today, he had to win for his dream.

"Stay calm! We need to hold this ball!" Pang Feihu, the center of Class 18, called out to remind them.

The power forward and the short point guard, who had been somewhat agitated, calmed
down . Especially the power forward, who had been completely outmatched by Long Haotian, had become familiar with Long Haotian's rhythm, and
the pressure was back on Long Haotian.

"You've got potential! No wonder you're a gifted player. Now, open your eyes and watch how I get past you!" Long Haotian lowered
his center of gravity , his feints becoming increasingly convincing.

He couldn't let him get going!

The short point guard keenly sensed that Long Haotian was actually building up his energy, looking for a burst of speed!

The moment he initiated a steal attempt, Long Haotian moved!

He took a step forward, the point guard crashing into him, but Long Haotian swiftly pulled back,
the ball slowly dribbling past his hip!

The point guard felt a sudden emptiness in front of him, ignoring the momentum that caused his steps to falter. He quickly turned his head, only
to find no one there?

Wasn't he supposed to be breaking to the right?

It was to the left!

How could this be!

The point

guard quickly turned around, widening his field of vision, and saw Long Haotian leap
high catching the ball and dunking it!

Even with Pang Feihu's all-out effort, slamming his large hand into Long Haotian's shoulder, he couldn't stop Long
Haotian 's dunk. Enduring the pain in his shoulder, Long Haotian still managed a powerful and accurate dunk!

*Thump!*

The backboard, unable to withstand Long Haotian's violent onslaught, began to wobble again. *

Beep!*

The referee blew his whistle; the goal was valid.

Pang Feihu's eyes widened in fury, and Long Haotian celebrated with a fist pump.

At that moment, passion surged and erupted, and the audience erupted in thunderous applause, thanking them
for such a spectacular breakthrough.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and graduation soon arrived. Summer vacation for graduates began early
, but Long Haotian hadn't even had time to celebrate being admitted to the Suman State Police Academy before his mother, Wen Shuqing, called him
back to his aunt's side.

His mother said his aunt had recently divorced and was feeling down, so since Long Haotian was on summer vacation, he should go and help his aunt relax.
He could also visit his aunt back home if he had time, as he would be going to the police academy in Sihai City after the start of the new semester and probably wouldn't have as much
time.

In fact, both of Long Haotian's parents had been promoted to work in Sihai City, while Long Haotian grew up and
went to school in Wanghai City. He could have transferred to Sihai City with his younger sister Wen Qingqing, but he grew up here.
His uncles aunts, uncles, cousins, and cousins all lived here. He was born and raised here and had
a deep affection for Wanghai City. Therefore, he did not agree to his parents' suggestion to transfer schools. His father, Long Xiaoyun, agreed with his son's idea.
He even considered that his son would start working in Wanghai City in the future, since
the pressure was too great. Wen Shuqing naturally did not object. The couple took their daughter Wen Qingqing to Sihai City and
entrusted their son to his aunt Long Qinqing and his uncle Long Jianghai and aunt Liu Yuhe for care. They were at ease. However, they did not expect that Liu
Yuhe and Long Jianghai would have an on-again, off-again relationship and eventually divorce.

In fact, Liu Yuhe is Wen Shuqing's cousin and an ophthalmologist. As the saying goes: ophthalmology is gold, surgery is silver, obstetrics and gynecology
is dirty and tiring, pediatrics is all about crying and wailing, infectious diseases is
the only option, internal medicine is a bit of a mystery, and you'd rather die than go to the emergency room. Ophthalmic surgery is very difficult; microsurgery is completely different from the naked eye, requiring a high level of skill and relying entirely on manual
dexterity . It demands the highest level of technical expertise and delicacy. Liu Yuhe is not only
highly skilled in ophthalmology but also has a talent for numbers and is an expert in stock and futures trading in her spare time. However, as the old saying goes,
beautiful women often have short lives, and Liu Yuhe's love life was indeed fraught with hardship. She was
married for many years without children, and her husband died in a car accident, leaving her a widow in her early twenties. Long Jianghai was also divorced and worked as a junior staff member and poet at the literary association. Later, through
Wen Shuqing's matchmaking, she met Long Jianghai and they
began living together. Although Liu Yuhe was three or four years older than Long Jianghai, the two were initially very loving. When she remarried her uncle, Long Haotian was only five or six years old. Therefore, Liu Yuhe
essentially watched Long Haotian grow up. From her uncle's perspective, he should call her aunt; from her mother's
perspective, he should call her cousin's aunt.

However, later on, Long Jianghai and Liu Yuhe began to argue frequently and threaten divorce. Long Haotian had long been accustomed to his uncle and
aunt's
on-again, off-again relationship over the years. Although his aunt, like his uncle Long Jianghai, had always been good to him, he felt embarrassed to
trouble . However, his aunt Liu Yuhe had a very good relationship with her cousin Wen Shuqing and doted on Long Haotian.
Even after the divorce, she still frequently visited him, cooking him delicious meals and checking on his needs.
Therefore, Long Haotian and Liu Yuhe only met once or twice a month. Although they
didn't meet often, he knew that his aunt Liu Yuhe's love for him had
n't diminished at all because of her emotional troubles and separation from his uncle Long Jianghai. In fact, it had increased.
Liu Yuhe, who had never had children, treated him more like her son.

The meeting with his aunt, Liu Yuhe, was scheduled for the afternoon. Long Haotian quickly tidied himself up and went to the agreed-upon
Mocha Coffee shop to meet her. She was as always, her neatly styled black hair piled up at
the back of her head, wearing a black business suit that immediately caught the eye. The business attire didn't accentuate her figure,
but it made her look slender and elegant, giving her an ethereal quality. Long Haotian felt that his aunt Liu Yuhe's beauty
and Hong Xiaoyu's mother, Hu Liyin's beauty, were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each possessing its own unique charm.

She slowly sat down across from him and ordered coffee. Then, as usual, she asked about his recent situation. He
answered vaguely, briefly mentioning that he had been accepted into the police academy and that everything was going smoothly for him, telling her to focus on her work and life without worry.
Seeing her warm eyes and the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, Long Haotian's heart clenched painfully.

His aunt was three years younger than his mother, so she must be forty, right?!

"Auntie, let me accompany you shopping today," Long Haotian suggested.

Liu Yuhe was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting him to say that. After a moment's thought, she said, "I didn't realize
my Hao'er had grown up so much."

Seeing the increasingly warm gaze in her eyes, Long Haotian felt secretly gratified by his suggestion.

But after only a short while, he was already feeling exhausted. Perhaps men are just not naturally suited for shopping.

Long Haotian felt dizzy and disoriented, finding shopping much more tiring than playing ball. His aunt, Liu Yuhe, seemed to sense his
predicament and suggested ending their shopping trip for the day. Not wanting to spoil her good mood, he smiled and said he just needed to use
the restroom , letting her continue shopping. Then, to cover up his lie, he arranged a meeting place and quickly disappeared from her sight
.

Wandering aimlessly among the rows of shops, a dress in a glass display case suddenly caught Long
Haotian 's attention. A V-shaped opening, a white corset, layers of skirt—for some reason, he
suddenly pictured his aunt, Liu Yuhe, wearing that dress. Her black hair was loose, her eyes were serene,
her shoulders , her legs were straight, and she looked delicate and languid. She was so virtuous, so unapproachable. Almost without hesitation,
he pulled out his not-so-thick wallet—his allowance from his mother—and bought it.

When he met up with his aunt, Liu Yuhe, Long Haotian noticed the joy in her eyes when she saw him carrying the purchased dress
.

He secretly felt pleased with himself. "Auntie, this is a gift for you." He handed the bag to his aunt, whose
smile deepened and whose lips curled up. Her lips shone with a beautiful sheen, not from lipstick or any other
decoration, but from natural lip gloss, which only captivated him. However, his aunt, Liu Yuhe, said, "Your
parents don't earn much, and you just got into police academy. You'll need money for job placement after graduation."

Listening to her nagging, Long Haotian suddenly felt a surge of happiness.

"Auntie, let's not eat out today. I want to eat at your place. I haven't had your cooking in ages,"
he suggested.

"What's wrong? Is there something inconvenient?" He
asked .

"No, how could it be inconvenient?" Aunt Liu Yuhe hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have made up her mind before
speaking. "Tell me, what do you want to eat? Auntie will cook for you tonight."

Long Haotian was overjoyed to hear that his aunt Liu Yuhe had agreed to his suggestion, and quickly said, "
I like anything Auntie makes."

So, he and his aunt went to the market together after a long time. They bought the usual ingredients and headed towards her residence.

It was a bit far from the center of the new district. The older houses there gave him a sense of security.

"Look, she's still just a pretentious slut!"

"I knew it, a woman like her has probably slept with countless men in secret!"

"Sigh... In my day, she would have been thrown into a pig cage long ago!"

Long Haotian and his aunt walked side by side into the neighborhood, overhearing a group of old women gossiping. He looked up at his aunt;
her eyes were red, and her shoulders were trembling. Remembering the hesitation
and unease she'd shown when he asked to come to her place, he suddenly understood. He glared fiercely at the gossipy women.
A pang of heartache shot through him for his aunt, Liu Yuhe, who had willingly endured such humiliation in front of her nephew to grant his wish.

The gossipy women fell silent, like a movie that had stuck in a glitch. Long Haotian didn't know
what else he could do besides glare at them. Fortunately, his aunt, Liu Yuhe, gently tugged at his
arm, looking so helpless. He hummed in response and walked past them.

This was the first time he'd entered his aunt Liu Yuhe's place since her divorce from his uncle.
The small house, only about 40 square meters, was kept spotless by his aunt. There was only one set of toiletries and one towel in the bathroom
; and only one quilt and one pillow on the bed in the bedroom. He couldn't help but wonder,
had his aunt, Liu Yuhe, still been single all these years?

Watching his aunt busy in the kitchen, still
wearing hastily putting on an apron before entering, he couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, those old women—"
Before he could finish, his aunt's sudden trembling shoulders cut him off.

Long Haotian realized he'd said the wrong thing and quickly went into the kitchen. Seeing her head bowed, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably,
he suddenly realized that he might have inadvertently hurt this seemingly strong but fragile
woman .

He didn't know if it was because of his chest hair, or because he didn't particularly like young girls—although
many —his youth hadn't involved much interaction with women.
Looking at his aunt, weeping alone, he suddenly felt helpless. Remembering how she used to hug and comfort him when he was little,
he silently put his arms around her shoulders from behind.

He could feel her tremble when he touched her. But she soon softened,
leaning back against him. Their bodies pressed close together, he could feel her supple waist. Long Haotian
tightened his arms, making it easier for her to lean on him.

Silence, a prolonged silence. Until her shoulders also slowly softened. He inhaled
the faint fragrance of his aunt Liu Yuhe's hair, feeling a wave of intoxication. Suddenly, Long Haotian realized his arm was resting on her chest,
but he felt that her breasts beneath her professional suit were hard. Completely unlike the softness he usually imagined when fantasizing about female celebrities
. He couldn't help but feel speechless at having such thoughts at a time like this. He quickly
and awkwardly withdrew his hand.

Aunt Liu Yuhe straightened up: "Don't listen to their nonsense, there's always gossip around a widow's door!" Aunt Liu
Yuhe said softly, whether to him or to comfort herself, it was unclear.

Long Haotian suddenly didn't know what to say and awkwardly walked out of the kitchen.

"Auntie, why haven't you tidied up your bedroom?" Looking at the few pieces of underwear on the bed—probably just brought
in— he asked, blushing. Hearing this, his aunt, Liu Yuhe, rushed over from the kitchen.
He grabbed a few pairs of traditional white cotton underwear and hurriedly stuffed them into a wardrobe.

They were just ordinary white cotton underwear, decorated with some lace and rope.

Chapter 003 Traveling to West Lake

But these traditional underwear were branded into his mind like a hot iron. A strange stimulation
made him blush and his breathing become rapid.

"You're a big boy now, how can you stare at women's underwear?" Aunt Liu Yuhe's face was red,
whether from crying or embarrassment, he didn't know, but he felt dizzy.

Long Haotian wanted to defend himself, but found himself speechless. He could only sit down awkwardly and ask,
"Aunt, when is dinner?"

"Coming soon!" Aunt Liu Yuhe glanced around the bedroom again to make sure there was nothing "indecent"
before going into the kitchen.

Having not eaten his aunt Liu Yuhe's cooking for a long time, Long Haotian felt so good that he wanted to bite his
tongue off.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you," his aunt said with a smile, noticing how he was eating. "Actually, I've
always lived alone, so I haven't really folded my clothes much." His aunt, Liu Yuhe, said softly. It was unclear whether
she was explaining the secret of not folding her underwear or protesting the slanderous accusations made against her by those gossipy women.

Long Haotian suddenly felt a sense of relief. Perhaps no one wanted their aunt to be a
fickle woman. Although he knew his aunt was a virtuous woman, hearing her explanation still
brought him a sense of relief.

His aunt, Liu Yuhe, had moved here two years ago and hadn't considered marriage since. No wonder she had been slandered by those
gossipy women ; she had always endured it. He seemed to see his aunt being pointed at and talked about when she left early and returned late,
and he felt a pang of guilt, a sense of shame for not being able to take better care of her as her nephew, after all, she had always
doted on .

After dinner, to make up for his guilt, he helped his aunt Liu Yuhe clear the dishes, then wanted to leave
hastily . He found himself afraid to see the helpless look in her eyes.

"Could you stay a little longer?" his aunt Liu Yuhe said softly from behind.

"Hmm?"

"I'm a little afraid of this lonely room... Oh, if you don't have time, that's fine."

Long Haotian suddenly felt how helpless his aunt Liu Yuhe was. Thinking of the gossipy women who had slandered her during the day,
how could he just leave?

He stayed, but found himself in a long silence. They watched TV together for a while, then his aunt Liu Yuhe
went to bed early. Aside from occasional conversations, they spent the night in silence.
Sometimes , he felt that his aunt Liu Yuhe really just needed someone to keep her company. She had lived alone
for too long; this house was too big and too empty for a woman.

Long Haotian couldn't remember how he got home after that day. All I remember is that I
made a promise with my aunt, Liu Yuhe, to go to West Lake together and help her relax.

West Lake has been one of the most beautiful sights in Jiangnan since ancient times.

A few days later, Long Haotian and his aunt Liu Yuhe boarded a tour bus to West Lake. There were about 20
people in total, mostly students from the same class, who seemed to be a group of junior high school graduates on a group trip. On the bus,
sitting opposite them was an elderly rural couple. The man was somewhat dull, looking out the window without
saying a word . The woman, however, was very talkative, chattering incessantly, saying that they had come to Lingyin Temple by West Lake to pray for a child
, and that everyone in the town said it was effective. The man frowned, seemingly well aware of his wife's outgoing personality
.

Because both cities belong to the coastal area of Suman Prefecture, Wanghai City is not far from Hangzhou, and
the journey passed quickly. Just after lunchtime, they arrived at their destination for this 4-day, 3-night trip.
The accommodations were quite empty, perhaps because most of the primary and secondary school students were not yet on holiday. The junior high school graduates
had booked all the rooms on the third floor. So Long Haotian and his aunt Liu Yuhe had to find two adjacent
single rooms on the second floor and settle in. The couple from the mountains stayed in the double room opposite them.

After lunch, the students clamored for free time. So only Long Haotian, his aunt Liu Yuhe,
and the middle-aged couple followed the tour guide to Lingyin Temple. It seemed that women of his aunt Liu Yuhe's generation had a strong belief that one must visit a temple,
so he had no choice but to accompany them.

Lingyin Temple was quite a distance from West Lake. By the time they arrived, it was almost 3 PM
. The roadside was lush and verdant, with crisscrossing paths, a truly refreshing sight. Long Haotian couldn't help but feel secretly pleased that he had chosen to visit on a day when
the graduates were already on holiday, but most primary and secondary school students were still on holiday, and it wasn't a weekend or holiday
. Not only were there few people in the hotels, but there was almost no one along the way.

The lack of crowds made the temple feel even more ethereal.

Following the steps and through the dense forest-like hillside, they arrived at Lingyin Temple. The temple wasn't large; the guide led them on a
tour and then set a return time, leaving them to their own devices. The couple, impatient as ever,
grabbed a monk, asked which was the Bodhisattva of Fertility they were looking for, and then knelt down to pray. His aunt, Liu Yuhe,
also pulled him along, respectfully bowing before the Buddha statue in the main hall, murmuring prayers.

Long Haotian looked at her with her flowing black hair and slightly furrowed brows, her devout expression inspiring a silent admiration for her virtue.
The few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes didn't detract from her beauty; instead, they added a mature grace and elegance, perfectly complementing
her spring dress, making his heart flutter. Because his aunt had never had children, she had always treated him
like a son. He awkwardly turned his head away, feeling ashamed for looking at her in that way.

At this moment, his aunt, Liu Yuhe, finished her prayer and stood up. Seeing him looking around, she said, "This is
a temple, don't be so rude."

"Aunt, what did you pray for?" Long Haotian asked, concealing his shame.

"What could I possibly ask for? I just prayed that Buddha would bless my filial Hao'er," his aunt Liu
Yuhe replied gently.

He hadn't expected that his casual suggestion would be remembered and considered filial
piety moved and hugged her tightly. She seemed surprised that he would suddenly hug her here,
but after a moment of stiffness, she hugged him back. In that instant, he felt a warmth envelop him.
Because his parents had been promoted to work in Sihai City, even during winter and summer vacations, his mother, Wen Shuqing, was busy with official duties and didn't have much time to...
Time had been with him, and the maternal love he hadn't felt in so long made him reluctant to let go.

Silence, a long silence. Suddenly, a sentence broke the warmth.

"Tell me, how did Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen have sex back then?
Did that white snake have a hole like us women? Could a man pump inside her? I wonder what it looked like?" It was obviously that overly familiar
old woman talking nonsense again.

But this sentence was like flipping a switch on Long Haotian. "Did that white snake have a hole
like ?" It was like a replay, repeating in his mind over and over again. Long Haotian felt all
the blood rush to his head. He didn't know if he was already blushing, but he didn't care anymore
.

Because his little penis, which was going through puberty, was also throbbing with blood.

He could feel his aunt Liu Yuhe's face turn red, and her breathing became more rapid. He didn't know if it was
because of the old woman's words, or because of his suddenly raised penis, which was positioned between their pressed abdomens
.

It was so hard, so uncomfortable—that was his first feeling. Something was pressing against the forehead of his little brother.
Looking closer , he realized it was his aunt, Liu Yuhe, wearing a spring shirt with many buttons. He instinctively twisted his waist,
trying to move his little brother away from the hard buttons. Unexpectedly, this movement caused his little brother
to sink into soft flesh.

It was late spring, and besides this spring shirt, his aunt was probably only wearing underwear. His
twist, however, couldn't completely block the stimulation of his little brother from his aunt's warm, soft abdomen.
This was the first time in sixteen years that his little brother had come into contact with a woman's skin, and he could feel it excitedly growing
a little larger. He pushed a few more inches deeper into his aunt's abdomen. The slippery touch—was it because of his aunt
's outer garment or her warm skin?

At sixteen, Long Haotian still didn't know what it felt like to penetrate a woman's body. All he knew was that it was the most comfortable moment of his
life , his entire glans enveloped in soft flesh. He truly couldn't understand why
his aunt Liu Yuhe's seemingly slender waist had such soft, warm flesh.

A few seconds later, he noticed his aunt Liu Yuhe had snapped out of her daze. Her face
flushed even redder, her breathing quickened, and her breasts rose and fell against his chest. Once again, he
felt annoyed that his aunt Liu Yuhe had such firm breasts. What a soft, slender
waist , yet such breasts! Was God truly fair to everyone?

His aunt Liu Yuhe didn't give him a chance to continue savoring the softness; she quickly took a step back, leaving
his embrace, slowly calming her breathing, the flush on her face gradually fading. Just then, the
couple turned back, talking as they went.

"Have you finished praying?" the old woman asked first.

"Ah? Yes, I'm done praying." Long Haotian said hurriedly, half-bending over to cover the
small bulge on his thin trousers.

"Then you guys go back first, we still need to pray one more time. This time when I go back, I'm definitely going to give him a litter of
little boys." The old woman's eyes gleamed with pride, as if this prayer would really bring her a dozen sons.

"Oh, okay, we'll wait for you in the car." Long Haotian said hurriedly, "Oh, right, Auntie,
let me carry your bag."

"Carry your bag?" Aunt Liu Yuhe asked in confusion. When she saw him bending over, with the obvious
bulge on his thin trousers, the blush that had just subsided returned to her jade cheeks. She handed him the bag and
walked out of .

Chapter 004 Listening to the Wind on the Su Causeway

Long Haotian also hurriedly followed, using his bag to cover his embarrassment. He overheard the old woman behind him saying, "Let
's go pray again, so we can have a son as tall and strong as him who will help me out." He could only manage
a bitter smile and quickened his pace involuntarily.

"Can you give me back my bag now?" his aunt, Liu Yuhe, asked on the way down the mountain.

"I think it might take a while..." Long Haotian said awkwardly.

"What?" his aunt, Liu Yuhe, turned around. "Give it back?"

Long Haotian nodded awkwardly. What could be more embarrassing than walking with a tent pitched all the way?
But the lingering sensation on his glans refused to shrink, and his face burned.

"We're almost at the highway. How can you keep doing this?" his aunt, Liu Yuhe,
asked .

"I don't know. I don't want to do this either, but he just won't listen. What can I do?" He was also getting annoyed.
Being embarrassed in front of his aunt, Liu Yuhe, made him feel ashamed and angry.

"Pfft," Aunt Liu Yuhe chuckled softly, seeing his embarrassment. "Why don't you go pee?
It won't be like this if you pee a little."

"What's the use of saying that now? Where's the toilet here?" He muttered, looking at the shadows of
Lingyin Temple .

"What are you afraid of, you little boy? Go in a little, hurry up! Auntie will wait for you here." As she
spoke, she took the bag back from his hand. He saw her face turn even
redder when their eyes met.

With the bag gone, Long Haotian had no way out. Fortunately, there was no one around, so he went down the steps
into the bushes. He only stopped when he could see Aunt Liu Yuhe's shadow through the branches and leaves.
He took out his still engorged penis, but couldn't pee.

In his anxiety, he slapped his hand. Suddenly, a wave of intoxicating pleasure surged from where he slapped
. He couldn't help but grasp it with his entire hand, and as if by habit, began to stroke it up and down.
Waves of pleasure surged through him. Suddenly, he felt as if he were back in the main hall, and his penis
was no longer in his hand, but pressed against his aunt Liu Yuhe's soft belly. His penis throbbed and
swelled even more, and he was suddenly overcome with shame, remorseful for defiling his aunt Liu Yuhe.

He looked up and saw his aunt Liu Yuhe standing in the distance waiting for him, and he felt another wave of remorse. But
at the same time a forbidden pleasure arose, growing far faster than his remorse. As a result,
his hand not only didn't stop, but moved even faster. He slowly turned around, facing his aunt Liu Yuhe,
thinking of her high-piled black hair, her beautiful face, and that belly that aroused his boundless desire.

In that instant, his mind went blank. Then he felt a surge of desire, like a bullet, carrying his
lust and self-reproach, rushing forward. He seemed to see his aunt, Liu Yuhe, kneeling before him, her small mouth
wide open, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him, at his penis. And her hair, her cheeks, her eyebrows,
her lips and teeth, were all splattered with his semen. Her soft moans, her seductive eyes, made him ejaculate wave
after wave.

Long Haotian didn't know how he returned to reality. As the desire receded like the tide, he looked at his
now- softened penis. He suddenly felt so dirty. He had defiled his aunt, Liu Yuhe, defiling
this virtuous woman who had been single for two years and had always maintained her purity. His behavior was countless times worse and more vicious than those gossipy women
.

He walked wearily back to the path, and his aunt, Liu Yuhe, saw his furrowed brow.
"It's alright, you're a man now, and besides, no one saw us, what are you being shy about?" Long Haotian remained

silent. The more his aunt Liu Yuhe showed concern, the more guilty he felt.

"Why did you have trouble urinating?" his aunt Liu Yuhe teased, seeing he still didn't speak.

"It was uncomfortable urinating, but shooting felt incredibly good." He was annoyed, both by her incessant chatter and by
his own shamelessness and filth.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew he was in trouble. He quickly looked up and secretly glanced at her. His aunt Liu Yuhe froze for a few
seconds, her face suddenly turning crimson, her eyes seemingly about to overflow with tears. He quickly turned his head away and hurried
down the mountain. His aunt Liu Yuhe followed him down the mountain without saying a word. He didn't know what expression he wore when he returned to the camp; he only knew that he didn't sit with his aunt Liu Yuhe

on the way back .
He found a seat towards the back, opened the window wide, and let the evening breeze rush in, which
seemed to wash away some of his filth and vulgarity.

His aunt, Liu Yuhe, was in front of him, perfunctorily dealing with the talkative old woman; he couldn't tell what her expression was.

There seemed to be some kind of activity after dinner, but it was postponed because of the students who had gotten drunk at dinner.

He returned to his room early, wanting to talk to his aunt, Liu Yuhe, but thinking of what he had said on the path that afternoon, he
felt powerless. He could only turn on the TV and watch.

However, less than half an hour later, he heard moaning sounds. He had only ever
heard ; since they were promoted to work in Sihai City, he could only hear it occasionally when they came home on holidays
. He never expected to hear his tour groupmate's moaning during a trip. For Long
Haotian, who was in the throes of puberty, it was quite amusing. This was truly a case of praying for a child; he had just prayed to Buddha in the afternoon, and now he was already trying to conceive
. He was also alarmed by the hotel's poor soundproofing, but he underestimated the thinness of the wall panels
. A moment later, the noise intensified.

"Ah—you're such a good man, so strong! I want it, I want it, harder, harder,
harder! My darling—my sister wants it, she wants more!"

"Mmm, mmm, it's through—it's through! You're going to pierce me! You're so good, my belly is
bulging . Mmm, pierce me, tear my belly, fuck my little cunt to pieces!"

"It's broken, it's broken. My little sister, you've pierced her! Ah—gentle, gentle. You're going to
kill me! Fine! Take it all, take it all! Let me die, fuck me to death!"

Long Haotian was enraged by the rural woman's shouts. He wanted to throw her husband out
and take his place, but when he touched his own now-erect penis, he remembered what he had
done in the dense forest that afternoon. A sudden wave of guilt washed over him, like being doused with cold water from head to toe, and his penis instantly
went limp.

He went into the bathroom, took a cold shower to calm his agitated anger, and
drifted off to sleep amidst cries of "Husband, you're my dad, I'm going to die, I want more, I want more—"

The next day, they visited the Su Causeway, Leifeng Pagoda, and Quyuan Garden. Long Haotian felt drowsy,
yawning constantly the whole way. Looking at his aunt, Liu Yuhe, he saw that her eyes were also red and her eye bags were dark, clearly
indicating she hadn't slept well.

It seemed that his wife, who dared to shout anything, had affected more than just him.

Looking at the couple, they were radiant with happiness. He couldn't help but secretly give the man a thumbs up.

That was a real man—quite quiet most of the time, but when it came to action, he was worth two men. During holidays, he listened to his
parents ; after one time, his father needed several days of rest before he could come again.

Today, while spending time with his aunt Liu Yuhe, Long Haotian deliberately kept his distance. She didn't seem
as It was as if by unspoken agreement that they both remained silent.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense. By evening, their original plans had to be postponed again. The students were drunk again,
and this time even the couple didn't want to participate in any evening activities. The plans to properly view the Three Pools Mirroring the Moon and
the Autumn Moon over the Pinghu Lake had to be indefinitely postponed.

Sure enough, it wasn't completely dark yet. The old woman's voice came again from behind the thin wall.

"Come on, come on! You didn't die yesterday, you want it today too, ah—it's in, it's in. So thick, so hot,
so hot, it's burning me."

"Ah—I'll bite you to death, I'll bite you to death! I'll let you penetrate me, I'll let you use your strength, I'll bite you off, bite, bite. Ah, I want,
I want, I want more, I want more!"

"I peed, I peed, it's coming, it's coming! I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven again!"

Hearing this undisguised moaning, Long Haotian felt his whole body burning, his throat dry, and his little brother was already
erect. He simply took off all his clothes and sat naked on the bed. Looking at his somewhat messy
pubic hair and his bulging penis, he rubbed it hard a few times.

Accompanied by the continuous moaning, he rubbed it even harder.

"If I have a son in the future, we'll come back to fulfill our vow. We'll still live here, still in this bed,
and you'll still fuck me so hard, fuck me, fuck my little cunt raw. I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore—"

The moans grew louder, but the words "son" and "I want you to fuck me" acted like a catalyst. Long
Haotian felt his penis throb noticeably, veins bulging, blood surging, his face contorted, the glans
looking like it was about to explode, turning a deep purplish-red.

He thought of his aunt, Liu Yuhe, sleeping in the next room. Could she hear these alluring moans?
Was she also tossing and turning in bed? Long Haotian slowly stood up and walked to the wall. He seemed to be able to see through
the wall; his aunt, Liu Yuhe, was lying on the white sheets. Her robe was half-undone, and she was sleeping on her side. Her left breast hung down.
On the bed, her erect nipples trembled, her right breast half-hidden by her nightgown, revealing only a deep
cleavage.

There seemed to be an inexplicable attraction there, drawing his eyes and his heart in, slowly crushing and melting them, turning them into a
pool of spring water that flowed over her smooth abdomen, circling around her navel before flowing towards her lush pubic hair.

Truly worthy of being her aunt, Liu Yuhe; even her dark pubic hair was meticulously groomed. Her
small mouth opened greedily, inhaling the fragrance of the air and exhaling warm breath,
completely oblivious to the drool that had already spilled onto the floor, her lips glistening with moisture.

Chapter 005: Face Blushed .

Long Haotian was already blurring the lines between reality and fantasy, and he could no longer hear the woman's bold moans. His
mind only with his aunt, Liu Yuhe, the woman just a wall away, seemingly waiting for him to grace her with her grace. She was so delicate, yet
so alluring.

She was seducing him, luring him to ravage her, to possess her, to defile her.

Desire consumed him like a flame, and he masturbated his penis with increasing vigor, as if trying to peel off a
layer of skin. The insignificant self-reproach had no cooling effect; instead, it amplified the forbidden
lust .

"Auntie, Auntie, I want it, I want you." He groaned involuntarily, somewhat surprised by his own reaction,
but he couldn't care less. Desire was burning, boiling.

"Your breasts are so smooth, so soft! Your nipples are so hard, so...ah—delicious, so fragrant."

Long Haotian was completely immersed in his desire, indulging in fantasies of his aunt Liu Yuhe's intense intercourse.
No one could stop him, no one could prevent him from possessing her, from defiled her. Her sanctity, her virtue, were all his
, his alone. He wanted her beautiful breasts, he wanted her flat stomach, he wanted her flowing vulva. He
finally understood why he wasn't interested in young girls; he actually preferred mature women.

"I'm going in! It's so hot, so wet! You're so lewd, Auntie, are you comfortable?
Are you enjoying being penetrated by your Hao'er's big cock? Look, your little sister is opening and closing, welcoming her little brother!" He
spewed vulgarities, indulging in fantasies. Since it was all just fantasy, what was there left to hide? Even if he hadn't eaten pork, he'd at least
seen pigs run, right? After all, he'd watched plenty of Japanese adult films.

"I'll fuck you to death, I'll pound your cunt, I'll penetrate deeper and deeper. I'll penetrate your uterus,
I'll pierce your uterus, I'll fill it with my semen, I'll make you bear my baby, I'll make you
submit to me for eternity, I'll fuck your body, your soul, to pieces!"

Long Haotian cried out wildly, soaring endlessly in his fantasies.

Suddenly, the sounds of "Mmm, mmm, ah! Ah—mmm, mmm" reached his ears. These shy
, bashful moans couldn't possibly belong to that shameless old woman, and there was definitely no one else on this floor.
Could it be...?

Long Haotian couldn't think any further. He felt his penis swell to its limit. Suddenly realizing that his aunt,
Liu Yuhe, could hear his cries, the forbidden pleasure in his heart exploded like a bomb
.

"Here, take it all, I'm going to fill you up, I'm going to stuff your cunt with my cock, I'm going to keep my sperm
inside you, in your womb! Can you feel their heat? Is it hot? Is it hot?" Finally,
desire erupted like a volcano, covering the white walls with a thick layer.

He felt a wave of exhaustion; this outburst had drained too much of his energy and desire. He felt
drowsiness like a tide, but the old woman's moans and the soft murmurs from next door made him sleep soundly.

As the sun rose over West Lake as usual, the third day's itinerary began.

Boating on West Lake, visiting Yanggong Causeway, Tiger Spring, Nine Streams Misty Trees, and Longjing Tea House, none of these things could arouse his interest.

Long Haotian looked up at his aunt, Liu Yuhe; her eyes were bloodshot, indicating she hadn't slept well the night before.
Thinking of his loud shouts the previous night, he couldn't help but steal a glance at the couple. If they knew he
was fantasizing about his aunt, they'd rather he were dead. Fortunately, they only had eyes for each other, which
put his mind at ease.

Long Haotian turned his gaze back to his aunt, Liu Yuhe. She seemed to have noticed him watching her. She quickly
lowered , her face flushed, her eyes seeming to hold back tears, and her small, delicate nose wrinkling slightly, tugging at his
heartstrings.

He suddenly felt like a devil; during the day, he was no different from ordinary people, chatting and laughing with them. But
once night fell, he was obsessed with the woman, his mother's cousin and
his uncle 's ex-wife.

He wanted to possess her, to conquer her, and even fantasized about planting the seeds of evil within her.

Yet, filled with self-reproach, he also endlessly longed for night to fall, anticipating the woman's loud moans.

Night could conceal his ugly heart, and the loud moans could mask his wicked whispers.

Time doesn't change according to one's will, and after a long wait, night finally fell.

But, tonight, those students hadn't drunk any alcohol! This greatly surprised him; if no one was drunk,
there must be plans for the evening, after all, the night view of West Lake is a rare sight. His heart felt like a little bird that had
finally soared into the blue sky, only to find it had lost all its strength and plummeted down, utterly shattered.

Was this fate? Was it to force him to sever ties with his aunt, Liu Yuhe? Long Haotian felt waves of loss,
like a child wanting a toy but never getting one. A pure emptiness and loss filled his heart.

"What's wrong, Hao'er? Are you feeling unwell?" His aunt, Liu Yuhe, asked, noticing his gloomy expression.

"It's nothing, just a little tired," he replied dismissively.

"Why don't you rest? Don't go out," his aunt asked with concern.

"It's alright, how can we come to West Lake and not see the night view?" he said with a smile. He had mainly come to help his aunt relax
, and he didn't want to spoil her fun because of his unhappiness.

So, the group walked out of the hotel.

"Is it raining?" a student suddenly asked.

Raining? Raining? So they couldn't see the night view? Long Haotian suddenly felt an immense joy
fill his heart. That explosive joy, he wouldn't trade it for a mountain of gold.

Immersed in joy, he didn't know how he got back to the hotel, how he got back to his room. But that did
n't matter anymore, did it?

He quickly washed himself and lay down on the bed. Sure enough, after a while, the old woman's moans could be heard.
But that no longer attracted him. As they got into the swing of things, he slowly stood up, took off
his new clothes, and walked naked to the wall.

He leaned against the wall and listened; there was still no sound from his aunt's side. He felt as if he were back in the night before.

"Auntie, Auntie, you look so sexy today!" he groaned to himself, his hand simultaneously resting
on his already aroused penis.

"Your pubic hair is peeking out from under your thong, is this bra new? It's so thin,
you can even see your nipples, look how they're trembling, so lewd." Once desire arose, it was completely unstoppable
.

Sure enough, after only a short while, moans of "uh-huh" came from next door.

As if encouraged, he murmured even more vigorously, "Auntie, your lips are so beautiful. Are you
opening your mouth like this so I can kiss you? Your saliva is so sweet, I love to eat it. Your tongue is so smooth and sweet
! I want to hold your tongue in my mouth forever. I want your tongue to lick my cock, ah! You're so good at licking,
don't keep teasing my glans!" With the constant stimulation from his hands, he spoke lewd words without restraint, and the moans from
next door changed from low to louder and louder.

"Yes, yes, lick my balls! Oh—you actually took them all in, your mouth is so warm,
keep going, ah! So comfortable, I want, I want to use my cock to fuck your grandma, quick, quick, put my thing
into your cleavage!" Long Haotian muttered as if he were under a spell. The moans from next door grew louder and
louder , and he could almost hear his aunt's heavy breathing.

"Your breasts are so firm, they feel so good, so smooth, I want to keep my cock in your
cleavage . Watch me fuck your nipples with my little brother, ah—your nipples are so tender, so stimulating, so comfortable!" He
stroked them vigorously.

"Yes, I want—" A languid, intoxicated voice reached his ears. He
could hardly believe his ears. But his little brother nodded faithfully, as if he had heard the moan too
.

Long Haotian felt like he was going crazy, all the blood in his body rushed to his lower body, he even felt short of breath.

"Here you go, here you go. I'll put it in right now, Auntie, your little sister is all open! So much water, so
smooth, so warm!" He said passionately.

"Okay—" The languid moan came from next door again. This time he was sure it wasn't a hallucination.

The sound hadn't stopped yet. After a long hesitation, it finally tentatively murmured again,
"So big, so hard! Hot, hot, it's burning me!"

"Not only will it burn you, it will fuck you to death! So tender, your little hole is so tender, they're grabbing my
little brother , Hao'er feels so good being with you!" He replied almost instinctively.

"Ah, ah. Auntie feels good too, Hao'er, you're so strong, good, good, do me, do me!"

"Fuck you to death, fuck you to death! I'm going to pierce you. I'm going to pierce into your womb!" He seemed to see
his aunt Liu Yuhe's flying hair and her seductive eyes. He knew he was about to reach his limit and shouted almost like
a roar .

"It's in, it's in! Here you go, Auntie will give you everything! Come in, shoot it all into me, shoot it all into Auntie!
Auntie wants everything from Hao'er!"

"Auntie wants everything from Hao'er!" Hearing this, Long Haotian suddenly erupted. He didn't know
what state of mind his aunt Liu Yuhe was in when she uttered those words. But besides desire, he also felt
a glimmer of maternal love, as eternal as sunshine—it was so touching, so easily moving.

He suddenly felt an urge to see his aunt Liu Yuhe. Reason seemed to have abandoned him; he
hastily dressed, rushed out of

his room, and knocked on the door next door.

Outside, he could hear the moans inside abruptly stop because of his knocking. Knowing he might have frightened
his aunt Liu Yuhe, he quickly said, "Auntie, it's me." He wanted to say something more, but felt unable to
utter a word.

He had only knocked on the door on a whim.

Fortunately, after a while, the sound of slippers dispelled his doubts.

"What is it?" His aunt Liu Yuhe opened the door and, without lingering, turned and walked towards the bed.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came to check on you. Are you asleep?" The two of them
, like actors who had memorized a script, were perfectly in sync, not mentioning a word about what had just happened, as if they genuinely just couldn't sleep.
But outside, the woman's increasingly seductive moans constantly reminded him of how
erotic the scene had been.

"Are you asleep?" he asked softly, his aunt Liu Yuhe already slipped into
bed in her thin nightgown.

"Shall I stay here with you for a while before I leave?" he asked again.

Silence. His aunt Liu Yuhe seemed to be asleep.

"Are you asleep?" he asked softly.

There was no answer, only the graceful figure beneath the covers. His aunt Liu Yuhe lay on her side, her back to him. He
didn't know what possessed him, or perhaps he hadn't fully released his desires in the room,
but felt himself slowly hardening again. As if controlled, he slowly pulled out his penis, which had just
ejaculated but was now slowly rising again.

He believed his aunt, Liu Yuhe, heard him pull down his pants because he saw the arm under the blanket move
, reaching down.

Like an encouraged child, he grasped
his penis, whose red marks from prolonged masturbation hadn't yet faded, with both hands.

It was like a pantomime, without sound, only movement. He could see his aunt Liu Yuhe's
arm moving incessantly at her lower body, just like his increasingly rapid hands. His aunt Liu Yuhe
lay on her side with her back to him the entire time, without saying a word, but her increasingly heavy breathing reminded him that this
was not a dream, nor a delusion, and was completely different from the night before!

But he wouldn't break this tacit understanding. Yes, it was as if it had been agreed upon long ago.

A faint fragrance grew stronger. It wasn't the smell of shampoo. It was a little sweet, a little fishy,
and a little pungent. He could hardly describe what it tasted like; he only knew that it stimulated him, causing his penis
to break through its limits and swell repeatedly.

Long Haotian felt his limit being drastically shortened. It seemed like it was about to arrive. Without thinking twice
, he rushed forward and squeezed onto his aunt Liu Yuhe's bed. He threw back the covers and squeezed in.
Like a drowning man suddenly finding a lifeline, he tightly embraced her from behind.

She clearly hadn't expected him to be so bold, and her body stiffened instantly. He felt himself on the
verge of exploding, caring nothing for anything else. He thrust his penis between her thighs and
began to . He could feel that the moment he pressed against her, her hands tightly covered her private parts. But he
had no intention of penetrating; he only wanted to quickly release his desire. His left hand slipped under her armpit and touched
her breast.

So soft, that was his first impression. Wasn't it supposed to be hard? He suddenly understood, looking at
the bra she had tossed aside—so thick. It turned out that his aunt Liu Yuhe always wore a thick bra to cover her beautiful breasts.
The image of those gossipy women flashed through his mind again.

His eyes welled up, as if something was about to spill. Afraid of gossip,
she wore a thick bra to protect her innocence. This woman was his aunt. She was so pure, so noble, and more
importantly , she was in his arms at this moment, his penis between his legs, her soft, white
breasts in his hands, her stubborn nipples occasionally brushing against his palm.

He thrust a few times with all his might, sliding over her already soaked thighs. He ejaculated in her cleft, on her small hands
and her already wet panties.

He suddenly wondered if this was what it looked like when a man and a snake intercourse. If his aunt, Liu Yuhe, was a
beautiful snake, then he would be willing to be entwined with her forever.

Long Haotian silently got out of bed. His aunt, Liu Yuhe, didn't stop him, nor did she move. He covered her with
the blanket and cleaned herself in her bathroom. He looked up and noticed a pair of pink cotton panties hanging in the corner.
He picked it up, smelled it, and recognized the faint fishy smell he'd noticed before; he knew it was his aunt Liu Yuhe's scent. She
'd probably used it last night and left it there to dry. When traveling for several days, people usually didn't wash their clothes; they brought their own and
took the used ones home to wash. He suddenly felt lucky, quietly put the item away, and left his aunt Liu Yuhe's
room.

The next day, on the way back, the couple hadn't come with them; apparently, they'd applied to stay a few more
days. Whether they actually stayed or just used it for a few more days was now impossible to say.

"What's wrong?" he asked, noticing his aunt's furrowed brow.

"I lost something, and I've looked everywhere but can't find it," his aunt replied, blushing slightly.

Could it be the pair of underwear he'd kept? It was lying in his bag right now…

but he wouldn't tell.

Looking at his phone, which was buzzing beside him, a bitter smile tugged at his lips. He didn't even need to look
to know it was his aunt Liu Yuhe calling. They hadn't seen each other for over a month,
not since returning from that trip. This was their longest separation in three years.

After returning from West Lake, he spent a few days with his parents in Sihai City, then returned to his old house in Wanghai City to live alone.
He picked up his phone; sure enough, it was his aunt, Liu Yuhe, calling. He didn't hang up, but placed it on the table further away.
Then, with practiced ease, he took out the pink cotton underwear from a drawer. Yes, it was
the underwear he had received from his aunt, Liu Yuhe, on the last night of his trip to West Lake. It was the last
vestige , and also the reason he dared not answer his aunt's calls again.

He habitually brought it to his nose; the faint, fishy smell stimulated every nerve in his olfactory system.

In fact, the smell had long since disappeared, yet it seemed as if it had never truly vanished. Just seeing those
underwear seemed to transport him back to that night. The faint, fishy smell lingered, igniting his desire and
making him afraid to answer his aunt Liu Yuhe's calls. It filled him with self-reproach and made him acknowledge his beastly nature.

Long Haotian walked to the window, his right hand expertly pulling out his
already pressed the underwear against his face. He stood there, waiting. Yes, he was waiting. Waiting for
a guest who had appeared out of nowhere.

Sure enough, a moment later, a blinding ray of sunlight refracted through a familiar window in the building across the street. He
knew she had arrived.

Long Haotian couldn't pinpoint when she had appeared, nor did he know who she was. Since
returning , he had been consumed by thoughts of his aunt Liu Yuhe's underwear, the sensual memories driving him
to indulge his desires day and night.

Then one day, the blinding sunlight shattered his fantasy. He suddenly realized it was
the telescope in the building across the street. Someone was spying on him while he masturbated. The thought alone caused his already near-limited erection to
almost immediately cease. Afterwards, he felt quite uneasy; was it a blackmailer?

But for many days afterward, all was calm, and the golden light continued to shine into his
room . So, freed from his burdens, he became even more unrestrained. He moved his activities,
which used to take place on the bed, to the window, and the golden light did not disappoint him, always accompanying him until he released
all his energy.

His hands moved faster and faster, but his mind was filled with thoughts of the spy who had come before him. She was topless
, wearing only the pink cotton underwear he was holding in his left hand. Her hair was piled high on her back like her aunt Liu Yuhe's
; her eyes were as bright and clear as her aunt Liu Yuhe's; her cheeks were flushed with a deep red like her aunt Liu Yuhe's; her
high, firm breasts were so white and soft; even her lower body was like her aunt Liu Yuhe's,
her panties , unable to conceal the small mouth that could be vaguely seen from the dark, bushy pubic hair.

She was exactly like her aunt Liu Yuhe, with the same virtuous expression, the same delicate fragility.

But she was not his aunt Liu Yuhe, yes! She was just a shameless voyeur. With her, he
could mercilessly thrust his penis deep into her womb, he could fill her vagina and womb
with his hot semen. She was a substitute for his aunt Liu Yuhe, with whom he had no psychological burden,
all he needed to do was thrust harder, even harder!

Her hands ran through his hair, her mouth was slightly open, and she was moaning softly. Her large breasts pressed and
rubbed against his chest, and her tender, erect nipples were pressed into the rosy areolas by his chest.
Her small brought out rings of tender flesh and sticky fluid.

"You're here too? I'm going to shoot into your little mouth, oh—and fill your womb, I'm going to make you give
birth to our child, I'm going to scald you to death, you bitch!" Long Haotian groaned. He quickly grabbed a
tissue to cover his desire, which was continuing to reach its peak in his fantasy.

Huh? Jin Guang actually left early today? Seeing the vanished Jin Guang, Long Haotian was
puzzled . Was she so sensitive today that she reached her climax so quickly?

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts at this moment. He hurriedly grabbed a pair of trousers and put them on, not even
having time to put on his underwear, before opening the door. There was no one there. Was it a prank by the kids downstairs?

No, a cardboard box on the ground caught his attention. He took the unsealed box back home,
and before he could even look at it, the phone started ringing. He opened the box, and inside was a
black plastic bag and a ringing Volkswagen cell phone.

Chapter 007 The Girl Next Door

"Hello—" Just as he pressed the answer button, a slightly hoarse female voice came from the other end.

Unsure of the other person's situation, Long Haotian remained silent, uneasy.

"Did you see the gift I gave you?" The voice rang out again, three parts languid, seven parts alluring.

"Just took it off, it's still wet!"

"You shouldn't wear that pink panty anymore. I'm almost sick of looking at it!" The voice seemed
to possess a captivating magic; his hands trembled as he slowly opened the black plastic bag. Inside was indeed
a pair of panties.

But these panties were truly… the entire crotch area was covered in black lace, and now it was damp and
steaming. "Do you like it?" The voice was like a seductive nighttime demon, making one fall headlong into

a trap even knowing it was a trap . Long Haotian's suddenly heavy breathing gave her the best answer. "Sister's walking home naked right now, the wind under this skirt is so chilly. My little mouth down is about to sneeze." He felt his barely suppressed anger surge back up at her soft, gentle words, a restless urge rising within him . He pressed the black underwear tightly against his face, a strong scent wafting over him. A little fishy, a little pungent, but mostly a woman's fragrance. He was instantly lost in the intense aroma, the dampness from the underwear soaking his face. He opened his mouth, inhaling the scent of her crotch, as if wanting to swallow the entire opening it had once covered . "Don't enjoy it all at once, sister wants you to play with me properly tomorrow!" A teasing, half-shy, half-joking tone came from ; he could faintly hear her barely suppressed laughter. Long Haotian forced a few deep breaths, stubbornly suppressing the desire she had aroused. Looking at the damp black underwear in his hand , he licked it several more times before putting it away along with his treasured pink underwear. Tomorrow, what will tomorrow bring? "Are you ready?" With the flash of golden light, he could barely contain his excitement. Her call came at just the right time. "Looks just as energetic today!" He knew she was watching him, and an indescribable pleasure welled up inside him. He subconsciously shook his already erect penis, his right hand gently stroking the glans a few times. "Hiss—" He heard a soft inhale from the other end of the line, feeling immensely pleased. "Looks like you're really in top form today!" The voice on the other end was already a little hoarse. "And you? You left your underwear with me yesterday, what are you wearing today?" It was the first time he had experienced pleasure in this way, and although he was excited, he was still a little reserved. "I'm not wearing anything today!" The seductive teasing made him break free of his last bit of restraint. "Is your pussy wet? My little brother is so hard it's about to explode!" he asked eagerly. "I just saw my little brother's penis, and my pussy started getting wet involuntarily." There was ; he figured she had probably removed her last bit of defense. "By the way, are your breasts soft?" he asked abruptly, because he found himself eager to know how much she resembled his aunt, Liu Yuhe. "Soft, not only soft but also very white! So tender and white, and your nipples are standing up! Do you want to taste them ?" "I'm eating them right now, so tender! Sister, your nipples are so... ah, does it feel good when I flick them with my tongue?" He gradually got into the mood, holding his aunt Liu Yuhe's cotton panties to his face with one hand, and using the lace panties he had just received yesterday . This position meant he could only hold the phone between his head and shoulder, but for his little brother's happiness, he had to endure the pain in his neck. "Ah! Little brother, you're so good at licking, you've sucked all of my breasts. It feels so good, my nipples, so good, keep going, keep going!" The voice on the other end of the phone was so eager that it made him gasp. "Sister, your waist is so soft, it feels so good to touch. I'm going to use my dick to poke your belly button, I'm going to pierce your stomach!" I retorted, not to be outdone. "Does it feel good to twist my waist? Come on, fuck my breasts, use your hot little brother to poke my breasts , harder!" "Sister, your breasts are so soft, I've poked your breasts in. Your nipples are so hard, they're pressing against my glans, it feels so good, so stimulating!" His hands didn't slow down, but a familiar figure slowly appeared in his mind. "So hard, so hot! It's so soothing, so itchy. My pussy is so itchy, good little brother, please help me stop the itch!" "If you want your little brother to help you stop the itch, you can suck it first." The image ... "So thick, so long, I can't swallow it all! Let me lick your glans, please help me stop the itch!" The voice on the other end of the phone was plaintive, so tender it seemed to drip with water. "Okay! Here you go, all of it! I'll fuck you to death, you slut!" The image in his mind finally became clear, as expected. It was the most beautiful woman he had ever met, his aunt Liu Yuhe. "So good, so good! So hard, it's hitting my G-spot!" The moans coming from his ears seemed to be murmured from the mouth of his aunt Liu Yuhe in his mind . He couldn't help but increase the speed of his thrusts.

"Watch me fuck your cunt raw! I'll shoot my cum all over you!"

"Shoot it in me, shoot it in me, I want it, shoot it all in me! Ah—it's so hot, so smelly, I love this smell,
such a fragrant smell! It's coming, it's coming, ah—" Unexpectedly, the sister on the other end of the phone reached orgasm first, while
he was still a bit short, so he unconsciously exerted force with both hands. He stroked from the head of his penis to the base in circles, then moved it upwards.

"I never thought I would actually be brought to orgasm by a little brother who's about the same size as my child!"
A soft moan, seemingly satisfied yet
shy

, came from the other end of the phone. The word "child" almost instantly brought him to his boiling point. His semen gushed out, and he didn't even have time to grab a tissue. She on the other end of the phone seemed surprised that a single sentence could have such a powerful effect. She paused for a moment before
letting out a strange "hehehe" laugh.

From that day on, they had phone sex like this almost every day. Their language became increasingly unrestrained, and he even
knew that she had a small mole below her right labia majora. But she never let him see what she looked like.
Even when she brought him a pair of soaking wet underwear every two days, she wouldn't let him open the door to pick them up before she called.

This was exactly what he wanted. If he actually saw her, how could he fantasize about her as his
beloved aunt, Liu Yuhe?

He thought they would maintain this ambiguous relationship until
one of them found a real partner, or until they could no longer derive pleasure from it
, and he would slowly wean himself off the opium of "mother fixation."

But a phone call that morning led his life down a different path.

"Little brother, your sister wants to see you!" This call, which woke him from his bed, shattered his seemingly
unchanging life.

"What? Sister, see me? Are you sure you're not dreaming?" Long Haotian answered, somewhat bewildered.

"Now, I want to see you right now!" A faint sob came from the other end of the line, and his heart clenched slightly.

Although they hadn't had any physical relationship, hearing her cry stirred a faint sense of loss within him.

He quickly threw on a coat and hurried out the door.

He knew her place like the back of his hand. After all,
it wasn't like he was the only one getting noticed by the golden sunlight streaming into his house every day. This building was the teachers' apartment building for the surrounding high schools, and he guessed she probably
held some kind of sinecure at one of those schools. Otherwise, why would she be able to spend so much time with him every day?

Perhaps it was because high school summer classes started early, and the teachers left early too. At this moment, the
building was unusually quiet, completely different from the noisy breakfast vendors outside. Even his knocking
sounded unusually loud.

Just as he finished knocking, the door creaked open. A slender figure, like a swallow returning to its nest, fell into his
arms.

Long Haotian froze on the spot; her pitiful cries pulled him back to reality. They were on the stairs
! What would happen if someone saw them? He quickly caught her, helping and carrying her inside, then closed
the door. He breathed a sigh of relief.

It was an ordinary three-bedroom apartment. Luckily, a double bed with the door half-open told him
where to take her.

He held her against the bed, and she continued to sob in his arms. He was genuinely
puzzled ; how could a woman have so many tears? Would she cry herself to death?

However, from her intermittent sobs, he understood what had happened. It turned out she was
a high-level white-collar worker at a securities company, but had resigned due to some issues. She stayed home, taking care of
her trading stocks, forex, and futures—basically anything that made money. Today, her
daughter, whom she had raised single-handedly, had a huge fight with her that morning and left home. She felt abandoned by the world and
thought him, the closest person to her in the world besides her daughter.

Although he knew what had happened, he found himself unable to comfort her. Because he didn't know
why her partner wasn't living with them; nor did he know why her child
had argued with her so fiercely that morning. He dared not ask any more questions, fearing that her cries, which had just subsided, would rise again.

Long Haotian could only hold her slender waist, letting her calm down slowly in his arms. Holding a
woman in his arms always gave him a strange sense of peace, and he actually fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 008 Proximity

The soft touch on his lips gently woke him. Opening his eyes, he saw a face magnified to an extreme degree
, only able to see a pair of eyes brimming with autumn water. There were too many complex emotions in them: love, shame, anger,
longing, joy, resentment, sorrow—so many emotions reflected in those watery eyes, all shining with the
light of "love. "

Seeing that he was awake, she shrank back and rolled to the other side of the bed.

Only then could he properly examine this woman with whom he had been intimate for almost half a month.

Wearing only a long bathrobe, her unkempt long hair draped lazily over her shoulders. Her delicate eyebrows
, small nose, and pointed chin made her appear like a beautiful young woman in her late teens. If one didn't know she had a
child , who would guess she was a woman around thirty-five, a mother?

"How old are you? Eighteen or twenty?" Women don't want to provoke minors, but luckily Long Haotian was tall
and looked mature.

"I...I'm twenty!" Long Haotian was afraid she would look down on him.

"Do you think I'm too old?" She noticed him staring at her and suddenly asked, "I knew you
men all liked young girls." As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

"How could that be?" Long Haotian found her aggrieved expression somewhat amusing. Women,
no matter what kind of woman, all wish they could be young. As he spoke, he
mustered his courage and pulled her from the other side of the bed into his arms.

"You're just making it sound nice!" Her lips were already upturned, but she still wouldn't let it go.

"You don't believe me?" he said, already fiercely kissing her lips. She was determined to settle the score for stealing his first kiss while he
slept . He kissed her possessively, as if he wanted to
bite her lips off, but she responded with a seductive, submissive demeanor, gently yielding to his advances.

Because it was his first kiss, he knew absolutely no technique, and thus his large, snake-like tongue...
He thrust his tongue into her mouth, swirling it around wildly. Her delicate tongue, like a busy bee, circled his
large tongue, their saliva mingling as their lips and teeth intertwined. He suddenly realized that a woman could be so delicious, so sweet
, that he wanted to devour her whole.

When he called a truce and withdrew his troops, she was already alluring, her cheeks flushed,
looking shy and delicate, as if she couldn't bear to be plucked. He suddenly realized that if his aunt, Liu Yuhe, was a dignified and virtuous noblewoman, then
she was undoubtedly a frail, pitiful young lady from a humble family.

"You don't believe me? Don't you believe it? It never lies!" he said
, straightening his back. For him, a virgin, the passionate kiss was enough to make his little brother stand at attention.

His penis pressed against her buttocks a few times, and her slender waist instinctively
began ,

trying to remove his hard, pillar-like penis from her plump buttocks. Long Haotian
felt a jolt in his glans, followed by a tingling, itchy sensation. He'd only hastily thrown on an outer shirt and trousers that morning, not even
wearing underwear.

So, a pair of trousers couldn't contain the ecstatic feeling.

She seemed to realize his increasingly swollen penis was nearing its limit, and
shifted her body upwards. He immediately felt his penis leave the pressure of her full buttocks, moving to a warm, moist
place. He knew that was the cleft, the entrance to paradise, the doorknob of bliss.

He suddenly felt a pang of fear, an instinctive feeling that once he entered, many things would change
. Seeing his hesitation, she turned and glanced at him.
The desire, love, hunger, and hope in that glance—he knew he would never forget it. The light in that glance was overwhelming
.

Long Haotian felt his male dignity insulted, and in a fit of rage, he grabbed her breast. Big!
This was his first impression. Although he had touched his aunt Liu Yuhe's breasts on the last day of his trip to Hangzhou
, he still had to admit that even his aunt Liu Yuhe might be slightly smaller than hers.

These damned breasts dared to steal his aunt Liu Yuhe's thunder! As a dutiful nephew, he
couldn't tolerate it any longer. He vigorously rubbed them, clockwise and counterclockwise, pushing outwards and squeezing inwards, until she was
completely exhausted, limp and collapsing onto him, panting heavily.

Next, it was time for the final assault. They both tacitly stopped their battles with other parts of their bodies. He
could feel his spear ready,
trembling .

She silently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling. He suddenly felt like he was on his wedding night;
the feeling was so beautiful, it filled him with immense satisfaction. So, he mustered his courage, pulled in his stomach, lifted his buttocks, and thrust in with all his might!

It didn't go in… it

didn't go in at all! Long Haotian suddenly felt embarrassed, ashamed that he had disgraced so many men.
So, he mustered all his strength, mobilizing every muscle in his body, and attempted his second insertion of the day. He
was absolutely certain that if he could get in, with his strength, he could definitely penetrate directly to the uterus.

But still, it didn't go in…

At that moment, Long Haotian suddenly felt utterly humiliated. Failing twice in front of his woman made
him feel as if the world had turned dark.

Suddenly, a warm, soft touch enveloped his penis. He knew it was her small hand. Finally, after
his two failures, she gently guided him into her paradise. Her face
flushed crimson at that moment, as if it were about to bleed, instantly overflowing with love for her in his heart. Then, wetness, heat, tightness, narrowness, and squeezing. Five sensations rushed in, instantly enveloping the most delicate part

of his body .
He swore he would never masturbate again, and he felt a pang of regret for having wasted
half a month life to finally be one with her today.

He didn't move, the pleasure washing over him like a tidal wave. What would a man do at this moment? Needless to say,
he would thrust with all his might. Although he was only sixteen, he was no exception, thrusting hard, trying to
salvage some of his earlier pride.

But things didn't go as planned. After only a few dozen thrusts, he couldn't withstand the stimulation. He ejaculated,
his first ejaculation. He didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment. Looking at his now
limp penis slipping out of her, he really wanted to smash it with his fingernail. This little thing had made him
lose face for the rest of his life today.

Long Haotian silently got off the bed. He just wanted to wash up in the bathroom and then quickly leave this place of heartbreak.

But as soon as he entered the bathroom, she followed him in. He turned his head away, afraid to look at her, afraid of seeing her disdainful
gaze. But what greeted him was a pair of gentle, soft hands. They carefully cleaned his genitals, and
he suddenly felt a pang of guilt. He knew she hadn't had an orgasm, and probably hadn't even experienced much pleasure. He
was also touched. He turned around and saw her smiling, her eyes fixed on his.

It was a pure joy, her gaze so clear it seemed he could see into her heart.

"You're still a virgin?" she chuckled.

"What's wrong with being a virgin?" he asked, a little annoyed, but mostly embarrassed.

"I like virgins." She smiled again, but added, "I like that you're still a virgin."

He was suddenly moved. Some things don't need to be stated. At that moment, he knew her love for him was so
direct and intense, despite the nearly twenty-year age difference between them.

He lowered his head and silently cleaned her genitals, which he had made a mess of.

"No, I don't need your help. A man should go to sleep for a while at times like this. I, the housekeeper, will take care of everything
." Her eyes were filled with tears, but her smile was exceptionally radiant.

He was ushered out of the bathroom, and with nothing else to do, he went to sit in her room. Suddenly, an idea
struck him. He opened her drawer, and sure enough, it was overflowing with items. All sorts of styles and colors of underwear were neatly folded. He
was like a beggar who had found a treasure, picking up one to look at it, then another to smell it. Finally, he simply spread
a layer of underwear on the bed, took off all his clothes, and lay down on it.

Every pair of underwear was washed clean, with a faint scent of laundry soap. But psychologically, Long Haotian
felt immense satisfaction. He was like a child, rolling around on the bed full of underwear, endlessly
sniffing and smelling them.

He didn't leave the room until he heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen. As for the underwear,
he figured he might be able to lie down on it again later.

"You're out?" his sister turned and smiled at him. Her face radiated happiness.

She was completely naked, wearing only an apron. He had just gotten off the "underwear
bed and seeing her delicate, shy appearance, his little brother suddenly became erect again.

"What are you burning?" Long Haotian walked behind her, his hands slipping under her armpits and resting on her large,
soft breasts. He tightened his arms around them, making them press together like conjoined twins. His erect
penis, like a beam, pressed straight against her buttocks, throbbing rhythmically.

Her vagina was soon wet from his little thing, and she felt as if her bones had been removed
, collapsing onto him, only able to stay upright thanks to his support. Poor thing, her hands had to
keep the spatula in place while she ate.

"Stop fooling around, or there won't be any food left," she scolded.

"It's okay, I can eat you!" Long Haotian said, gently biting her earlobe.

"Huff, huff," and then all that could be heard was her heavy breathing.

Chapter 009 My name is Shen Lan

They stayed like this until she finished cooking. She seemed to think he wouldn't do anything outrageous anymore.
After putting the soup pot on the stove, she actually started thrusting her hips back and forth, trying to rub her vagina against his big penis
to get pleasure.

Seeing that she was so proactive, he also became interested. In addition, wanting to avenge his previous "virginity," he used
his hands to grab her two big white breasts tightly, and with a strong push, lifted her onto the stove. Then he
walked backward, making her dangle in the air.

She obviously didn't expect him to do this, and screamed "Ah!" in fright. Her hands gripped his
neck , and her feet braced themselves on the stove.

He straightened his back, and she immediately understood, her face flushed red, and she spat out a "rogue." She obediently lowered her plump buttocks slightly
. He held her slender waist with both hands, preventing her from moving.

"Help me!" Long Haotian nibbled at her earlobe. Her face turned even redder, but she still managed to free one
delicate hand to guide his penis into her body. Now she was practically suspended in mid-air, relying solely on
her legs braced against the stove, her slender waist held by him, and their tightly joined lower bodies as support.

He used his arms to lift her beautiful body upwards, watching her beautiful breasts ripple with flesh
; as he pulled his penis upwards, it brought out streams of white fluid and rings of tender flesh; as he thrust downwards
, his penis plunged deep into her delicate passage.

"Ah, ah, ah—" she moaned intermittently with his thrusts.

"How about that, are you satisfied now?" Seeing how comfortable she was with him, he felt much more confident and
thrust even harder.

"So exciting, so comfortable. I've never tried anything like this before!" Her cheeks flushed red as
she moaned .

He felt as if there was a tender, soft spot deep inside her, and his penis, like a ravenous
snake, would devour that tender flesh every time he entered.

She would tremble slightly whenever he touched that spot, letting out low
moans, and then use the even wetter muscles of her vagina to push his penis out.

He became even more determined, pushing against the current, slowly increasing the time he spent enjoying that tender flesh.

"Good little brother, you've touched my G-spot again! It feels so good!"

"So heavy, you're so cruel! Doing this to me like this, I can't live anymore—" She probably didn't even
know what she was saying anymore, just moaning incoherently, wantonly releasing her pent-up desire.

"I'm going to expose you, pierce you to death! Sister, would you like me to tear your little cunt apart?" Long
Haotian teased softly, biting her earlobe as he sweated profusely.

"Here, take it all, sister is yours, sister's whole body is yours! What can't sister give
you? If you want sister's cunt, sister will let you tear it apart, tear it apart! Anyway, only you can give her pleasure,
it's useless to me now!"

Hearing her passionate confession, Long Haotian could only try harder to repay her.

Perhaps it was because it was the first time trying this novel position, and more importantly, Long Haotian was no longer a virgin.
He had much more control over his thick penis, moving it up and down, the large glans thrusting in and out of her
cervix , and many times even penetrating her uterus. Her orgasm came quickly. She screamed
and trembled, her nectar gushing out, as if being sucked endlessly by the big boy's dragon, her nectar flowing
out continuously. This was the first time Long Haotian had brought a woman to orgasm. A sense of accomplishment made his penis,
deeply embedded inside her, erupt with a roar, spraying hot, thick semen onto the woman's uterine wall,
causing her delicate body to tremble and moan.

"Little brother, you're amazing. I've never felt so good before," she said, her eyes glazed over, lying on his
chest , panting softly.

"Sister, I remember all the good things you've done for me. I'll make you feel even better in the future!" he said passionately.

"Don't call me sister, call me by my name, my name is Shen Lan!" she
said .

"Little slut Lan, look at the ground, it's flooded!" Long Haotian teased her with a laugh, looking at the pool
of liquid .

"You're the one!" she said, covering her face and pounding his chest.

That day's lunch was really not very good. But what could a "
chef produce anything less than delicious?

Ever since that time he and Sister Lan became one, she seemed like a completely different person. She clung to him every day,
like a newlywed couple, eating together, taking walks together, shopping together. Long Haotian even pestered Shen Lan
to learn play the piano, and while learning, he would start masturbating on the piano, the music rising and falling, a cacophony of sounds. His
piano skills were mediocre at best, but his playing technique had clearly improved significantly.

Of course, this was also due to his aunt Liu Yuhe's infrequent visits, and his parents' situation in Sihai City, leaving him
alone Wanghai City.

But it must be said that the longer Long Haotian spent with Sister Lan, the more he liked this charming,
gentle, and considerate woman. He even rarely thought about his aunt Liu Yuhe anymore, naturally, that wicked...
His desires had diminished considerably. He even considered calling his aunt, Liu Yuhe, to explain
things and restore their previous harmonious aunt-nephew relationship.

Today, he was going shopping with Sister Lan again, but this time it was a little different. Today, he was going to a lingerie
store with her.

"I bought all this lingerie for you to see, so of course I have to take you with me to pick it out," Long Haotian
declared, defeated by her confident protest, and had no choice but to obediently accompany her.

He was never good at shopping, especially in this embarrassing lingerie store. He
blushed furiously under the stares of every shop owner and customer, while Sister Lan seemed to thoroughly enjoy his predicament.

"How about this one?" He didn't know how many times he'd heard that question today.

"Great, great, it suits you perfectly!" he replied curtly without looking up.

"Then I'll go try it on!"

He continued, head bowed, feigning deep thought. Luckily, the store wasn't crowded, and he silently rejoiced.

"What do you think?" a charming voice whispered in his ear.

He looked up, and before him stood a pair of enormous breasts, white and tender, with the blue veins visible beneath the skin.

The bra barely covered a third of their size, and two trembling nipples stubbornly bulged
against the silk fabric.

Sister Lan seemed pleased with his fascinated gaze, taking a step back. Her panties immediately caught
his eye; a black string defined them. He could see not only her pubic hair, but even her vulva.

Sister Lan teasingly pulled up her panties, and the thin string immediately embedded itself in her vulva—it was clearly a set of
erotic lingerie!

"Oh—" Sister Lan moaned softly, stimulated by her own actions.

Seeing the black string hidden between her pubic hair and vulva, his penis immediately stood up, still
erect despite being seated. Sister Lan, of course, saw all this and chuckled, displaying the seductive
charm of a young girl.

Long Haotian no longer cared that they were inside the store, and shoved her into the fitting room they had just been in.
He made her sit on a chair, then squatted down, scrutinizing her vulva. This was the first
time that he had so carefully examined this place that brought him such pleasure; before, Sister Lan was always shy and wouldn't let him see.

Now she was covering herself with her hands, but he pushed her hands aside and gently pulled the thin string. Sister Lan hissed
, her hands, which had initially tried to stop him, now buried deep in his hair. He parted the
already damp black string; her labia majora were tightly closed, leaving only a small slit. The heat and moisture hit his face,
carrying a faint fishy smell and a strong feminine scent, making him unable to resist licking it lightly.

"Oh—" Sister Lan, seemingly experiencing immense pleasure, suddenly pressed his head between her legs.
The moisture hit his face, and he looked up, feeling a little uncomfortable from the prickling of her pubic hair. Like a
child parted her slightly brownish labia, revealing layers of bright red flesh squeezing together, releasing a
liquid exuding a strong feminine scent. He felt the aroma so intense that his penis almost burst through his pants.

He bit down and sucked hard. A pungent, pungent, and fragrant liquid was swallowed.
It was as if his suck had washed away all the strength from Lan Jie's body; if he hadn't been quick enough to place her clothes
on the ground, she would have collapsed.

Seeing that she was lying on the ground, still looking weak, he kissed her vulva again.
As soon as he parted her slightly swollen labia, a gush of saliva flowed out. He took it into his mouth,
then turned and kissed her lips deeply.

She moaned softly from his kisses, but it was unclear whether she was too excited or too shy. Finally,
after a passionate kiss, they both swallowed the mixture of their saliva. He
deliberately swallowed loudly with a "gulp," making her lower her head in embarrassment. From the joy in her eyes earlier, he knew
she was thoroughly enjoying his service.

So he continued his attack, once again battling the spitting monster.

"Ho!" he groaned as his little brother entered a warm, moist place. A soft,
slippery "little snake" instantly coiled around him. Comfortable—he couldn't find any other words to describe it
. It wasn't just physical stimulation; he felt a sense of peace.

He could only repay Sister Lan's hospitality with even more vigorous oral skills. He gently sucked her labia minora into
his mouth, scraping them back and forth with his rough tongue. She seemed to be experiencing ecstasy; he felt
the little snake coiling around his lower body move even more intensely, and the temperature around his penis rose higher and higher.

Excited, he gently bit her tender labia with his teeth, then sucked hard. Sister Lan's body
trembled violently like a sieve. He knew she was close to ecstasy, so he stretched his tongue further in,
scraping the soft flesh around her vagina, drawing out streams of slightly fishy-smelling vaginal fluid that soaked
his face. His little bud, not to be outdone, also sprouted

. He watched the tiny, slightly fishy-smelling bud, continuing
to explore the unknown passage with his tongue while greeting it with his nose. "Ah—" The bud only twitched slightly, but Sister Lan couldn't suppress a loud, desperate scream. A large gush of vaginal fluid surged from the depths of her honeyed cave, choking him and causing him to cough. Sister Lan had already arched her back, trembling all over, her small mouth, having swallowed the entire penis, moaning as she reached her climax. He had intended to tease her, but then he heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor from next door. Both he and she were startled , unsure whether it was his cough or Sister Lan's earlier moans that had disturbed the woman next door. He held his breath, afraid of making any more noise. But to his surprise, Sister Lan acted like a child, completely unpredictable, swallowing his penis again. She even wrapped her tongue around the glans, which was almost at its peak, and the wet heat enveloped him once more. "Hiss," he gasped, suppressing the urge to explode. Sister Lan, however, was relentless, her tongue teasing his urethral opening, gently probing inside. Long Haotian was aroused. He disregarded everything else, stood up, grabbed her head, and vigorously manipulated her lips. The thought of the half-naked woman next door made him even harder. Sister Lan made gurgling sounds in her throat, her arms tightly wrapped around his thighs, and so on.

She sat half-reclined on the ground, yielding to him, appearing somewhat delicate and vulnerable,
as if . He repeatedly pounded her full, white breasts with his knee while
thrusting into her soft, moist mouth.

The pleasure intensified, and he felt he had reached his limit. He gripped her head with both hands, thrusting his lower abdomen forward forcefully
, and his penis plunged deep into her mouth. She seemed to know he had reached his climax; one hand clung
tightly to his buttocks, while the other reached for his scrotum, gently caressing his testicles,
her tongue stimulating his glans.

Long Haotian let out a muffled groan, and hot semen gushed out. She twisted her head from side to side, trying to
spit out his penis. He held her head firmly, preventing her from escaping. "Glug glug," he gurgled until he saw her throat
bobbing, tears welling in her eyes from choking, before finally withdrawing his now limp penis.

"Cough cough," she coughed incessantly as soon as he left her head. The remaining cloudy semen dripped
from her chin onto her white breasts, an indescribably erotic sight.

Seeing her ravaged state, his previously subdued penis became erect again.

"What's wrong with you?" Sister Lan was clearly surprised that he had regained his energy; her eyes showed fear.
It seemed his actions had truly frightened her.

Long Haotian didn't speak, because he had already caressed her breasts. The erotic bra, previously ravaged and now
only half-hanging, was pushed up by him. His hands wantonly kneaded the soft flesh,
teasing the trembling nipples.

He helped her up, making her lean on the chair, his erect penis poking her plump, white buttocks.

Sister Lan obediently raised her entire buttocks, her full vulva so prominent, opening and closing with heavy
breathing , a strand of saliva hanging from the open opening. Seeing this lewd scene, how could he possibly
resist ? With a thrust of his hips, he shoved his already engorged penis into that empty, moist passage.

Moisture and heat instantly enveloped her. "Ah—" Sister Lan beneath him
groaned heavily the moment he entered.

Without pausing, he began to pump rapidly, his hands gripping her slender waist as if riding a tall,
agile mare. The thrusting of his penis brought forth streams of fresh, lustful fluid from the depths of her vagina.

"Oh—so deep, so heavy." In no time, Sister Lan began to moan uncontrollably.

He listened to her lewd words as he forcefully thrust into her tender orifice.

"So good, so good. You're fucking me so hard, it feels so good every time. I want you to fuck me every day until night, ah—it's gotten longer, it's hitting my G-spot! It's so hot, it's killing me, it's killing me!" Sister Lan cried out
passionately , completely forgetting that they were still in the fitting room. He didn't say anything, just repeated the movements, like a tireless pile driver, his lower body enjoying the warm, wet, and smooth flesh enveloping and squeezing him. "Ah, ah—mmm" Suddenly a groan caught his attention. This suppressed moaning clearly came from next door. Could it be that the woman next door couldn't take it anymore? Was she also comforting herself? Thinking of this, his body instinctively increased the speed of his thrusting, hitting that plump buttocks, making "slap slap slap" sounds, and the wet passage made "gurgling" sounds incessantly. His glans hit the uterus, and Sister Lan's spring water and nectar gushed out again. The moans and groans from next door, Lan Jie's unrestrained cries of pleasure, fueled his passion even more. Perhaps because he had just ejaculated , this time his penis was exceptionally powerful and long-lasting. Long Haotian reached forward with both hands, playing with her large breasts that hung precariously due to gravity. The soft flesh sank his hands completely into them, and as he thrust in and out, he brazenly kneaded them, occasionally using two fingers to slowly pinch her tender, hardened nipples, stimulating her to the point of screaming "Wow!" With the woman next door moaning louder and louder, his confidence swelled to an extreme. He continued thrusting violently until Sister Lan was too weak to cry out, her limp body only kept from collapsing by his hands supporting her breasts; until the woman next door let out a scream, "It's coming, it's coming! So hot, so comfortable! So much, so thick!" He then quickly pulled out his now-hot, veiny penis, grabbed the lingerie bra that had fallen to the floor, and ejaculated "plop plop plop" into both cups. Only then did he begin to help the already weak and powerless Sister Lan get dressed. When he saw the bra, stained with semen, pressed tightly against Sister Lan's large breasts, some of the squeezed-out, cloudy semen running , he felt a surge of excitement. Sister Lan watched him finish, her face flushed, her eyes moist. It was unclear whether it was the afterglow of her orgasm or something else. Only when he carried Sister Lan out of the fitting room did he hear rustling sounds from next door; presumably, the woman was also adjusting her clothes. Driven by curiosity, he really wanted to knock on the fitting room door to find out what was going on , but seeing Sister Lan struggling to stand without his support, he gave up on this tempting idea. Long Haotian couldn't remember the shopkeeper's expression when he helped Sister Lan pay. He only remembered the captivating blush on her face when he asked her if her breasts were comfortable. He and Sister Lan parted ways downstairs at her apartment building, and on his way home, he suddenly felt incredibly lucky . To have such a beautiful and gentle woman by his side at such a young age—what more could he ask for? When he got home, he found his uncle was also there. His parents had given them keys to their house when they entrusted him to his aunt and uncle . There were a few simple dishes on the table. "Come! Hao'er, sit down," Long Jianghai beckoned to the table. Long Haotian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In the past three years, his aunt and uncle had visited more often, and they usually ate with him; his uncle rarely came. This unexpected sight surprised him. He found a chair and sat down on the other side. "Your aunt and I might be remarrying soon!" There was a hint of joy in Long Jianghai's voice that Long Haotian could detect. Long Haotian, however, was struck dumb. He had thought he had gradually forgotten his aunt Liu Yuhe because of Sister Lan, but in that instant, she became crystal clear. He suddenly realized that he had never forgotten his aunt Liu Yuhe; she was just hidden in his heart. He didn't know if it was because of the alluring Sister Lan or his own instinctive avoidance. "What's going on?" Long Haotian asked, forcibly suppressing his rising anger.

「也没什么，就是最近总是碰到，一起吃了几次饭，聊的还是很开心。」龙
江海的话里有着一股说不出的自豪和潇洒，「我感觉我们还是很有可能在一起的。」

「哦，那就祝你们早日复合吧。」龙昊天冷冷地回答，带上门，就冲出了家
门。

「唉…在望海市叔叔我是管不住你咯，下次让你婶来管你！」身后传来那令
人厌恶的声音，让龙昊天差点忍不住揍他一顿，但是现在，更重要的是去向婶婶
柳妤荷问个明白。

下午和岚姐一起颠鸾倒凤的快慰消失得无影无踪，只有一股失落和屈辱，郁
结在心头。

是的，婶婶柳妤荷是我一个人的，也只能是我一个人的，但是她现在却要和
这个男人复婚？不行，这是绝对不能允许的事，就算这个男人是我的叔叔，也绝
对不可以。她的身体只有我才能看，她的翘乳只能接受我的抚摸，她的肥臀只能
让我来戳干，其他人都不可以！ Whoever dares to lay a finger on my aunt Liu Yuhe is my
mortal enemy!

For the first time, Long Haotian hated the sheer number of traffic lights on this road; for the first time, he hated that
taxis had to have brakes!

The residential area was now in front of him, and it was dinnertime. The aroma of cooking oil filled the air. He looked up
and saw the light on in his aunt Liu Yuhe's house. He rushed upstairs, not encountering
a single .

But when he actually reached his aunt Liu Yuhe's door, he hesitated. He suddenly felt a pang of fear.
What should he say? What could he possibly say?

"Please don't remarry that man?"

"I love you, and I can only allow myself to have you?"

Although he didn't know what to say, he knew he had to do something. Could he see Liu Yuhe and
his uncle Long Jianghai remarry? Obviously not. He had to do something. Long Haotian made a silent vow.

"Knock, knock, knock," he knocked lightly on the door, the sound so jarring, it felt like his heart
was being pounded.

"Who is it?" A familiar voice came from inside, but it carried an inexplicable weariness.

"It's me!" Long Haotian felt his voice was hoarse, unsure whether it was from the cold wind he'd caught on his journey
or from the nervous anticipation of returning home.

Chapter 011 Aunt Yuhe

"Hao'er! You, why are you here?" The door was flung open with a "snap." Aunt Liu Yuhe stood before him in a
cotton nightgown, looking at him with disbelief.

"Well, there are some things, some things I want to ask you," Long Haotian mumbled, actually feeling a little
hesitant to look at her.

"Quickly, come in first." Aunt Liu Yuhe ushered him inside.

After more than a month apart, Aunt Liu Yuhe had lost a lot of weight. Seeing her haggard appearance,
he felt a pang of heartache, and couldn't utter a single question.

"Come, come, haven't you eaten yet? Auntie was just about to eat too. Let's eat together!" Aunt Liu Yuhe seemed to
suddenly brighten her mood the moment she welcomed him into the house. "You're alone, so I didn't cook much. Just make do with this. I'll cook something nice for you
next time You're such a good boy, you didn't even tell me you were coming."

Hearing her nagging and seeing only a few simple vegetables on the table, Long Haotian didn't know what to say and
could only obediently sit down.

"How about I get you some cooked dishes?" Aunt Liu Yuhe suggested, looking at the dishes on the table. She
stood up as she spoke.

"No, no need. I'm not hungry, I just wanted to chat with you." Long Haotian grabbed her wrist, stopping
her. Aunt Liu Yuhe's wrist was so slender, but he had no interest in that at the moment.

"Alright, then Auntie will chat with you." Aunt Liu Yuhe subtly withdrew her hand and sat
down .

"Auntie—"

"Hao'er—" They both opened their mouths at the same time, both of them startled.

"You should ask first," his aunt said with a smile.

"No, Aunt, you go first. My matter isn't urgent," Long Haotian said, while pondering
how bring up the topic of "remarriage.

" "Hao'er, we haven't been in touch for over a month. I called you,

but you didn't answer," his aunt asked softly, her voice filled with worry and exhaustion.

Long Haotian was slightly taken aback, unsure how to answer. Should he tell her that he
had been masturbating with her underwear every day for a month, and then spent the next two weeks enjoying himself on another beauty's belly?

Seeing his worried expression, his aunt teased, "Has my precious nephew gotten a girlfriend? And
left his aging and fading aunt behind?"

His aunt Liu Yuhe's unintentional teasing hit the nail on the head, and Long Haotian's face flushed red,
unsure how to retort. He could only stubbornly insist, "My aunt isn't old and faded at all! You're so beautiful,
much more charming than those little girls!"

He didn't even need to look to know his aunt's face was red. Awkward. He felt the atmosphere around him was so awkward,
no longer the harmonious relationship between aunt and nephew they used to have. Perhaps he should have foreseen this
day from the very first day he harbored impure thoughts about her, but only when he was truly in the situation did he realize the helplessness within.

"Ah—so your aunt is so charming! I hadn't even realized it myself!" Aunt Liu Yuhe said
, trying to ease the tension with self-deprecating humor, then asked, "Hao'er, you said you had something to ask your aunt as soon as you came in. What is it?"

"I, I—" Long Haotian knew his aunt Liu Yuhe was deliberately using self-deprecation to ease the tension, but his question
was even harder to answer. "Aunt, do you have any wine here?" He could only manage to utter this last sentence, feeling
both relieved and angry at himself for his lack of composure. He realized that from the moment he entered his aunt Liu Yuhe's house, his
heart had been filled with contradictions. As time went on, the conflict grew stronger.

"These are the few bottles of beer left over from when my sisters came over last time," his aunt, Liu Yuhe, said, seeing his pained
expression, as she pulled a few dusty bottles from the kitchen cabinet.

Seeing the beer, he opened a bottle and started chugging.

"Hao'er, Hao'er! What's wrong with you? You're only sixteen, drinking after graduating from junior high?" His
aunt snatched the bottle from his hand. "Is something bothering you? Tell me, let me comfort you. Don't
drink so much, it's bad for your health!"

"No, no." He burped and snatched the bottle back from his aunt. "I'm just hot and thirsty, I want
to drink."

"You don't look thirsty at all! You're clearly drowning your sorrows in alcohol!" His aunt, Liu Yuhe, said with a mixture of worry and
anger . "Has someone bullied you? Tell me, I'll go find him."

His aunt, Liu Yuhe, thought he was that clueless child who only knew how to cause trouble outside. Aunt
, oh Aunt. Do you know that if you really want to find someone, you should find yourself! He felt bitter and gulped down
another bottle of beer, slowly emptying it.

"What happened? Was it that man? Oh, was it your uncle who bullied you? That damned man, what did he promise me
when we divorced? He swore he'd take good care of you, where did that
come from?" His aunt, Liu Yuhe, scolded angrily, her face flushed.

Long Haotian finished the bottle in one gulp, feeling unsatisfied, opened another bottle, picked it up, and took a sip.

"What's wrong? Hao'er, don't scare your aunt!" Aunt Liu Yuhe was at a loss, flustered by his silence
. Finally, she opened a bottle of beer. "You're not going to say anything? Fine, fine, Aunt will
drink with you. Hao'er is unhappy, he's been wronged, how can I, as his aunt, just sit here and do nothing?" As she spoke,
she tilted her head back and took a swig, but before she could put the bottle down, she started coughing loudly.

Long Haotian suddenly remembered that Aunt Liu Yuhe didn't drink. Looking up, he saw Aunt Liu Yuhe coughing,
clutching her chest, her cheeks flushed red, with white beer foam hanging from the corners of her mouth. Her breasts, visible beneath her pajamas, swayed violently
with her coughing.

Was Aunt not wearing a bra? The sudden thought made him take another big gulp.

"Glug glug," he heard, and Aunt Liu Yuhe had stopped coughing. She drank quickly. He
suddenly felt a pang of heartache. His aunt, Liu Yuhe, who never drank, had actually done it for him…

“Aunt,” he called out, looking up.

Ignoring him, his aunt continued drinking. Her small mouth was slightly open, and pale yellow liquor flowed continuously
from her slightly parted, glistening red lips into her mouth. The scene was so beautiful; her
bright red looked like they were coated with lip gloss, reflecting the light. He couldn't help but secretly lick his lips.

“Ha—” Aunt Liu Yuhe let out a long sigh, slamming the empty bottle on the table. “Hao’er,
now, can you tell me, tell your aunt, what, what happened?” she said,
hiccuping .

“I, I—” Seeing his aunt Liu Yuhe struggling with the effects of the liquor, Long Haotian really wanted to get all the
answers before making a proper confession. However, looking at his aunt Liu Yuhe, who was so concerned for him, he felt
something stuck in his throat, unable to speak.

"It seems my Hao'er has quite a knot in his heart. It's alright! Auntie will keep you company." Saying this, she opened another bottle of wine and
gulped it down. In a few moments, another bottle was gone. Had his aunt Liu Yuhe
already learned to drink? Long Haotian was a little confused.

"Auntie, why don't you stop drinking?" he whispered tentatively.

"What's wrong? Do you look down on your auntie?" Aunt Liu Yuhe opened another bottle of wine and was about to pour it down her throat.

"Auntie, that's enough, stop drinking! I'll tell you, okay?" Long Haotian
felt a pang of guilt looking at his aunt Liu Yuhe's stubborn insistence. He snatched the bottle from her hand.

"Yes, I knew it, I knew my darling Hao'er, you love me the most, the most," Aunt Liu Yuhe said,
blushing , letting him take the bottle away. She suddenly slumped onto the table, panting heavily.

"Auntie, are you alright? Auntie?" Seeing her collapse, Long Haotian was startled and quickly helped her
up.

"Auntie, Auntie's fine. I just... I drank... a little too much!" Aunt Liu Yuhe leaned against him,
waving her hands erratically, and laughed, "Now you can... tell me what... what happened, right?"

Seeing that Aunt Liu Yuhe, though drunk, still cared about him, he felt a surge of emotion.

"I... I just wanted to ask... ask if... if you're... if you're
about " Long Haotian stammered out his thoughts.

"Remarry?" Aunt Liu Yuhe was also taken aback, clearly not expecting this to be the question troubling him.
"What? Missing your auntie? Want me to continue living with you?" Aunt Liu Yuhe suddenly laughed,
and as she , she used the table to support herself as she stood up.

Aunt Liu Yuhe's question made Long Haotian embarrassed: Did he really have to say he didn't agree to
your remarriage? Did he not want to see you continue to be with that man?

"No, no. It's just, it's just—" He didn't know how to answer and stammered.

"What's there to just, it's just that Aunt hasn't thought about it yet! But if Hao'er, you really
want Aunt to live with you, Aunt will, Aunt will, think about it."
She slurred her words, having drunk a little, "No, but now, let, let Aunt go to
the bathroom." As she spoke, she stumbled towards the bathroom.

"Aunt!" Seeing her slip, Long Haotian quickly caught her from behind. But she was already weak from
drinking , and when he picked her up from behind, she immediately slumped forward. Although he wanted to support her,
the effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off, and he was caught by her, falling forward as well. Fortunately, he braced himself
against the wall, preventing them from falling face-first to the ground, but it did cause his aunt, Liu Yuhe, to kneel on the ground.

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