[Urban] My Girlfriend's Social Party (Complete) - 24

Chapter 9

On a busy morning, Yan Rong was diligently introducing clothes to customers in her shop when someone called her name at the door. Turning around, she saw Bing Lan. She thought, "It's bound to happen."

After entrusting the shop's affairs to Xiao Ma, the two found a small restaurant nearby and sat down for lunch.

Bing Lan specifically requested a small private room; Yan Rong knew their conversation couldn't be overheard.

Bing Lan put down her bag and said, "You look great lately, radiant." "That's from being busy, always on the go." "How are you?" "How can I be?" Beneath Bing Lan's seemingly exquisite makeup, a weary heart always seemed to be hidden. A couple of days ago, Ming Xu called, saying that school was out on July 10th and he was coming back, asking if I wanted to go to Beidu Mountain for a trip. Beidu Mountain? Yan Rong knew it was a famous tourist destination in the province, with mountains and hot springs. She clearly knew that Ming Xu had ulterior motives for wanting his mother to go on this trip. "Do

you know what he means?" Bing Lan looked at her gently. "

What does he mean?" Yan Rong deliberately looked at Bing Lan with a questioning gaze. "Isn't a trip nice?" "Nice?" "It's a hot spring. If we stayed there for a few days dressed like that, something bad would definitely happen." "That's his purpose." "

He's still thinking about this?" Yan Rong murmured. "

He's thinking about this. I suspect he thinks about it every day. I'm really worried about how he'll do on his exams this semester. Will he fail or have to repeat a year?" Bing Lan knew her son best. These days, her son often called home, and after three sentences, he'd bring up those things, saying he wanted to hug and kiss his mother. Bing Lan had been somewhat moved by his words a few times, and even felt aroused. After hanging up, she touched her vulva, a jolt of electricity shooting through her body. She spread her labia and felt the moisture flowing. She tried to insert her fingers, an indescribable itch… Her mind conjured up Ming Xu's smiling face. She stopped, feeling like she was going crazy. "

What do you think?" Yan Rong asked worriedly.

Bing Lan sighed. "What do you think?" Before Yanrong could speak, she explained her meaning: "I just wanted to ask you. If you're willing to go, that would be best. If you're not willing, then I'll have to go myself.

Can't you think of other ways? Can't you let the child date? I've thought about it, I've thought about everything!" Binglan was clearly agitated, but he didn't want to, he couldn't do it. He was thinking of me all the time. What do you think I should do? Can I take your place? As soon as Yanrong said this, Binglan's eyes lit up, because it undoubtedly meant that she might accept the suggestion. "

Yes, you can. I think he just wants someone to teach him these things. He likes women our age. He probably won't care who the person is. Besides, you have such a refined air." Binglan was afraid that Yanrong would change her mind, so she grasped this lifeline with all her might. "I won't look for anyone else, and I can't bring myself to say it. It's all up to you, sister. Help me." Actually, Binglan had thought about Yanrong's problem. What if Yanrong did it, but Mingxu still wanted her? Later, she gave up searching for answers because she could only take it one step at a time.

"This favor, I—" Yan Rong had actually already made up her mind. But she still wanted to appear hesitant, making it easier to state her conditions. Bing Lan, however, was on tenterhooks. "This favor, I'll help."

Bing Lan breathed a sigh of relief. Full of gratitude, she said, "Oh, Yan Rong, you're so kind, you're such a good person, you—" "But I have conditions." Yan Rong said calmly and seriously. Bing

Lan was taken aback, but immediately thought, "I'll agree to any conditions." She said, "Okay, okay. Go ahead, I'll agree to everything." "Alright, I'll say it, is that alright?" "First, Ming Xu and I only had one time, there won't be a second. If he keeps bothering you afterward, you'll have to figure it out yourself; I can't help you. Second, Ming Xu can't bother me anymore; I still have my own life to live. Third, you have to do the same thing for Hao Xuan." She couldn't refuse the first two questions, but the third was Yan Rong's main point. Bing Lan thought, "Could Hao Xuan have something like that too?" "

Hao Xuan? He wants you too?" "No, Hao Xuan doesn't." But I've seen him looking at pornographic magazines, and he masturbates, so I'm worried that he'll encounter the same problem sooner or later. Yanrong told her the truth.

Boys, really! I told you last time, for single-parent families like ours, there's really nothing we can do. It's a little better if you have a father, but without one, how can we mothers talk about these things? What can we do? Sometimes I really hate my Jianbin, he died before he was even grown up, leaving all these things to me! —But, at this age, this is all normal. I'm really afraid something will happen to him. I don't want him to go out and find prostitutes. He hasn't even gone to university yet, what if something happens to him? Yes, yes, I'm afraid of that too. Binglan suddenly remembered the rumor she heard last time. She heard that a few days ago some boys went to find prostitutes, got into a fight, and almost killed someone. Look at this—you've heard it too, Yanrong thinks such news spreads very quickly. One of them lives downstairs from us. Really? Did they catch him? He ran away—of course he couldn't have gone very far, he'll be caught sooner or later. Yan Rong seemed to have inside information, but she felt sorry for his mother—their family was also divorced. His father remarried, and his mother was raising the child alone when this happened! Oh, is that so! Bing Lan was full of curiosity, but this didn't attract her much attention, and she returned to the original topic. "Then Hao Xuan, when—" "I don't know, I don't know now, maybe one day when it really comes to a solution, I'll tell you." "Oh, I remember, if I really am going to Beidu Mountain with Ming Xu, then let Hao Xuan stay at your house for a few days. But please don't say that Ming Xu and I went on a trip, I'll tell him I went—to a factory for an order meeting." "Okay." "You mean to have him—" Bing Lan wanted to figure out Yan Rong's true meaning, so as not to misunderstand and cause unpleasantness for everyone. "

I don't know, Yan Rong seems to be pushing her child towards the wolf. But thinking about it, it's fair, and it seems to be the only way. Maybe you can talk to him, tell him some knowledge that I can't really share, you happen to work in the pharmaceutical industry." As for that, you see, if he doesn't reach that point, then forget it. Binglan's understanding is that the main approach is conversation and education, depending on the situation. If that doesn't work, she'll try to seduce him into having a relationship with her. She understands that there's no such thing as a free lunch, and even good friends' help comes with conditions. But this is the only way, and besides, she won't lose out. Maybe Haoxuan can replace her wild thoughts about Mingxu at night.

Okay, I understand. —Then I'll tell Mingxu tomorrow that I don't have time to go on the trip, but Aunt Zhang can go with you. Should I hint at that? No, no, I think the best way is for the three of us to go together, but you can come back first. Just say you have something to do. That way, everyone will feel more natural. Yanrong still feels that going on a trip with a young man out of the blue would be very awkward for everyone.

That's a good idea! Binglan nodded, thinking that this would indeed avoid too much explanation and seem natural and spontaneous. Then I'll go find Haoxuan when I get back to Gucheng. Yan Rong nodded. She didn't know what changes the trip to Beidu Mountain would bring to her life.

Chapter 10

The exam was finally over. It was a very easy exam, but it shouldn't be taken lightly. Hao Xuan had managed to concentrate and finish it, but from the moment he left the exam hall, he felt he should consider how to take care of and help Aunt Ji.

The address was given to Yan Rong by Ji Qin earlier, but Hao Xuan had never been to the mining area before, and he didn't know if he could find it easily.

Yan Rong repeatedly reminded him, "If you can't find it, come home. Don't get lost again. Also, don't cause trouble for Aunt Ji when you go. Don't be annoying. Be diligent. Also, you can only stay for four days. Call before you come back so you don't miss class."

Hao Xuan agreed to everything, but his mind was already wandering over to the mining area. He had packed his things last night—just a few clothes and toiletries. He also brought two novels for Aunt Ji, hoping they would help her pass the time. Hao Xuan planned to buy some fruit and such when he got to the mining area, but he thought the best gift would be to make Aunt Ji happy; that was the most important thing.

The journey there was incredibly difficult. Once inside the mining area—Zhongxing District—the dust and smoke were far greater than in the city center; all the houses seemed shrouded in a gray haze. There were far fewer tall buildings on the streets; most were only four or five stories high, with very few taller ones. Haoxuan even felt that the people here, in their appearance and clothing, seemed listless and unsophisticated. He thought this wasn't a suitable place to live and decided to persuade Aunt Ji to move back after this period.

Finding Aunt Ji's house was even more difficult. There was a residential area on a very remote street. The buildings looked at least twenty years old. After asking around for a long time, he finally found building number 28. Reaching the door of apartment 7 in unit 2, Haoxuan knew this was Aunt Ji's home.

He knocked. No response.

He knocked again, still no response.

Haoxuan panicked. Had something happened? Please, please, please. Haoxuan had expected to see Aunt Ji as a pale, haggard middle-aged woman, but he hadn't considered the worst-case scenario. Now, however, he was truly afraid. He knocked harder.

Aunt Ji's door was closed, but the door across the hall was open, and an old man peeked out. Hao Xuan quickly asked, "Grandpa, does Ji Qin live here?"

The old man looked her over and nodded, "Yes, she lives here."

"Nobody's here." "

She went downstairs, didn't she? She and my wife had something to do. Wait a moment. Why don't you come in and sit down?"

The old man noticed the child's age and became much kinder.

Hao Xuan finally felt relieved, a weight lifted from his shoulders. He hurriedly said, "No, no, I'll wait a moment, I'll wait here."

Time seemed to pass slowly. Finally, heavy footsteps approached, followed by the voices of two women. One of them was familiar to Hao Xuan—Aunt Ji.

A moment later, the familiar figure came into view. Aunt Ji and an old woman carried a basket of small apples upstairs, beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"Aunt Ji."

Hao Xuan was startled to see Ji Qin. When she looked up, her hands trembled violently as she lifted the basket, clearly showing her excitement, but she concealed it well. "Hao Xuan, you, you, you're here. Quick, quick, take Grandma's apples inside."

Hao Xuan snatched the apple basket from their hands under the old lady's curious gaze, carried it into the house, and turned back.

Aunt Ji said, "Why did you come? You didn't even say anything."

"I took a few days off to come see you."

Hao Xuan was very excited. He saw that Ji Qin's face was indeed pale and she looked quite haggard, which made him feel very sorry for her.

Ji Qin was afraid that Hao Xuan might say something inadvertently, so she quickly interrupted him: "This is Grandpa Li and Grandma Yang."

Hao Xuan greeted them.

The old couple were very kind. "Young man, you're quite tall. This is..."

they looked at Ji Qin.

Ji Qin was embarrassed about how to introduce Hao Xuan. "This is my nephew, I'm his godmother."

This relationship made her unaware of Hao Xuan's true identity.

"Oh, good child, good child, visiting your godmother during your holiday. Really, really, have you eaten yet? Let's eat here, mother and son."

"No," Ji Qin said, "I need to shower when I get back; I'm all sweaty this morning."

"Yes, yes,"

Grandma said, "You must have been exhausted this morning. Go home and shower first. Thank you, little Ji."

Ji Qin turned and opened the door, and Hao Xuan followed her in.

Ji Qin closed the door, looked up at the young man she hadn't seen for half a month, and hugged him tightly. She didn't know why she did it, but she felt it was the only thing she should do. She buried her head in Hao Xuan's shoulder and sobbed. [Gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter]

Hao Xuan obviously hadn't expected this situation; his body trembled, and he was at a loss. He immediately felt he should act like an adult, so he hugged Aunt Ji and gently patted her back. "Aunt Ji, don't cry, I've come to see you."

Two or three minutes passed before Ji Qin looked up, wiping away her tears. She said, "I'm so happy, child, I'm so glad you came. Why did you come? Does your mother know?"

"My mother told me to come. She was worried about you, so she sent me as soon as your exams were over."

"Good child, good child. I'm so happy you came."

Ji Qin cupped Hao Xuan's face, carefully examining him. She was completely unaware of her rambling; she was genuinely surprised that Hao Xuan had come at this time.

"Have you eaten?"

She asked, then felt it was unnecessary, thinking the child probably hadn't eaten yet, so she quickly said, "Look, I'm so confused, I'll go get you something to eat."

She immediately headed to the kitchen, but after a few steps, she turned back and said, "Really, really, there's nothing good to eat at home, I'll go buy something outside."

Saying this, she went to the bedroom to get her wallet, and without waiting for Haoxuan's reply, she headed straight for the door, saying, "Don't go, Auntie will be right

back." Haoxuan watched Aunt Ji's departing figure without stopping her. He just felt that Aunt Ji seemed even thinner from behind. She had been crying and laughing earlier, but he hadn't noticed if her face looked even more haggard. He would definitely take a good look at her when she came back.

She got up and looked at the house where Aunt Ji lived. The house was actually very small, with only two bedrooms and a living room, and a south-facing balcony. The furnishings were all very old. The sofa in the living room was at least 15 years old, with many places of the brown leather torn, revealing yellow foam underneath.

The bed in the bedroom was a large bed, probably originally the master bedroom, but it was quite old-fashioned, with a few clothes piled on it, suggesting that Aunt Ji's mind wasn't on housework lately. The small bedroom, presumably originally Zhaolong's, now only had an old writing desk and a single bed, piled high with things.

However, it wasn't dusty, indicating it had been recently wiped down.

The kitchen was also very rudimentary, with some used bowls lying on the counter, clearly showing that Aunt Ji's eating habits were quite irregular, and it was hard to imagine her having the appetite to eat, let alone prepare anything nutritious.

Haoxuan very thoughtfully tidied up the bowls on the counter and started washing them in the basin, genuinely trying to make Aunt Ji happy these past few days. Aunt Ji had already returned by now, within ten minutes at most, rushing back as if afraid Haoxuan would run away if she was slow.

Seeing Haoxuan washing dishes at home, she came over and grabbed him, "Why are you washing them? — The auntie hasn't wanted to do it these past few days, so she hasn't. If it weren't for that grandma across the street calling me out this morning, I wouldn't even want to leave the house. Come on, come eat."

Without giving Haoxuan a chance to explain, she pulled him to the dining table.

Ji Qin had just bought a roast duck, two pounds of beef, some vegetarian braised dishes, and four bottles of beer in a small basket.

Haoxuan said, "So much, we can't finish it."

Ji Qin was covered in sweat. She went to the door and turned on the ceiling fan, "This place doesn't have air conditioning. We moved to the city in '91, so we didn't install it. We just use a fan."

She looked at Haoxuan lovingly as he picked out the meat, "I'm going to take a shower, it's too hot. You eat first."

"I'll wait for you."

Haoxuan, despite being a little hungry, still acted very politely.

"Don't wait, I'm just taking a quick shower, I'll be right back."

Ji Qin went into the bathroom.

Haoxuan couldn't resist and picked up two slices of beef, stuffing them into his mouth. So far, he felt Aunt Ji's condition was better than he had imagined. Although she still looked frail, her deep affection for him reassured him.

Yes, there wasn't even air conditioning in the house. How did Aunt Ji manage in the summer?

Actually, Haoxuan's own air conditioner had only been installed two or three years ago, but before he had it, he hadn't necessarily appreciated its importance; but once he had it, losing it made it indispensable. If he stayed here tonight, he probably wouldn't sleep well. This made him hesitate, but soon, his sense of responsibility as a man surged within him. What was he here for? To keep Aunt Ji company? To back down at such a small difficulty would be truly disappointing!

His confidence strengthened once more. He picked up two more slices of beef.

Aunt Ji came out as well. Holding a towel, she wiped the water off her body and face and said, "Why didn't you drink beer?"

"No, I'll just eat."

"Drink up, there's not much here in the mining area, and it's so hot, have a drink, Auntie should have some too."

She sat down opposite Haoxuan.

The two opened their glasses. Haoxuan was really thirsty and drank two large glasses in one go. Ji Qin was also thirsty and drank with him.

She asked Haoxuan, "There's a bus back to the city at the mining area station at five o'clock this afternoon, don't be late."

"I'm not going back today,"

Haoxuan said, looking up. Only then did he really look at Ji Qin. Aunt Ji's face was a little pale, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have increased, and the bags under her eyes were more obvious. Without asking, she must have cried a lot here alone.

"Not going back?"

Ji Qin was a little overjoyed.

"My mother asked me to stay here with you for a few days, and I'll go back after school starts in a couple of days."

"Really?"

Ji Qin almost dropped her chopsticks, "That's great, Haoxuan, that's great. Come on, let's drink."

She drank it all in one gulp.

As she tilted her head back, Haoxuan noticed the two prominent nipples on Ji Qin's chest. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Ji Qin wasn't wearing one; she hadn't prepared much when she came from the city, and she was soaked with sweat when she went out to put on her bra. Thinking of Haoxuan, who was like her own child, she hadn't intended to be discreet, especially since she sometimes did the same at home. She was both surprised and happy that she told Haoxuan she'd stay a few days. When you're alone and helpless, the long nights are the most terrifying, because you'll think of many things that drive you crazy.

How wonderful it is to have someone to talk to!

Haoxuan's thoughts, however, had already wandered elsewhere, because he felt his penis harden. "Damn it, I got hard just from seeing two nipples, how pathetic," he cursed himself. But he couldn't control it, so he simply pressed his legs together.

Coincidentally, Ji Qin's purple floral T-shirt had a rather large neckline after being worn for a while. When she first wore it, she pulled it up high, but while eating, the neckline had dropped. Sitting opposite her, Hao Xuan could see two plump mounds of flesh swaying through the neckline as Ji Qin bent over to gnaw on a chicken leg.

His heart pounded, and he quickly swallowed.

Ji Qin looked up at Hao Xuan, oblivious to his gaze. "Stay here, Auntie likes you the most. These past few days, I haven't wanted to see anyone, especially you and Zhao Long. —Eat up, these are wings, come on."

Hearing "Zhao Long," Hao Xuan's heart skipped a beat, a flood of thoughts racing through his mind. Most importantly, he immediately felt ashamed of his own shamelessness. How could he do this!

He took the wings, took a few bites, and his eyes involuntarily drifted back to Aunt Ji. Aunt Ji seemed to haven't eaten properly in a long time, her head bowed as she gnawed on a duck bone. And so, those two tender, white mounds of meat jumped into Hao Xuan's view again.

To be honest, Yanrong often dressed casually at home, so Haoxuan had seen those two mounds of flesh before. However, Haoxuan was too young to think much of it, and besides, it was his mother, so he didn't think anything of it. But Ji Qin's was different. He knew that Aunt Ji's nipples were visible when she didn't wear a bra, but this was the first time he had actually seen that cleavage and those two mounds of flesh. He couldn't describe the feeling; he just thought Aunt Ji's breasts were quite large, and his throat felt dry.

Ji Qin looked up and saw Haoxuan's staring gaze. She lowered her head and immediately realized the truth, quickly straightening her back.

Haoxuan's face flushed red with embarrassment. He truly felt ashamed this time.

Ji Qin was also somewhat surprised. How could this child be like this? But then she thought, with her head down and her flesh exposed, it was normal for the child to see it. Besides, how could a child this age not look at breasts more than once? She smiled and smoothed things over, "How did the high school entrance exam go?"

"So-so, it's not like the college entrance exam."

"Haoxuan, when you came, did you beg your mom? She once told me you like coming to my house and wanted me to be your godmother. Did she get upset when you said you came?" It was

purely a joke, but Haoxuan sensed jealousy in her tone.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, she likes it that way, never staying home and telling me not to go anywhere." She

paused, thinking, "But this time, as soon as I mentioned it, she let me come."

"Your mom is a good person."

Yanrong said this sincerely.

"I know, sometimes she's just annoying."

Even kids this age can be a little rebellious.

Ji Qin and Haoxuan chatted idly, drinking.

Both of their faces were flushed. Ji Qin said, "Take a nap."

The alcohol was kicking in, and Haoxuan wanted to say, "I'll sleep on the sofa," but before he could finish, he sat back down on the stool. Ji Qin helped him to the bed. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't have the strength to speak. She fell asleep quickly.

Ji Qin hadn't been doing well these past few days, and her sleep had been poor. She'd drunk some alcohol at noon and was exhausted. She wanted to sleep on the sofa, but it was obviously uncomfortable. She didn't want to tidy up Zhao Long's room, so she just lay down and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 11:

Ji Qin was woken up by the heat.

The ceiling fan seemed to be drowsy at noon, slowly circling. Ji Qin got up, feeling drenched in sweat. She looked at Hao Xuan beside her, who was lying on his side, snoring softly. She reached into her floral shirt and wiped it; it was soaked. She then touched her breasts, which looked as if they had been washed. But this touch suddenly reminded her of Hao Xuan's gaze at noon—the young man's fiery eyes sent a chill down her spine.

Her breasts weren't large, but they were quite nice. They had sagged a bit after childbirth, but looking in the mirror, Ji Qin sometimes thought they were very pretty. The two nipples were red—or rather, purple—and not large, much prettier than the pig-like nipples she'd seen on many women in the bathhouse. She was somewhat conceited.

After Zhao Long left, Ji Qin went to the old house in the mining area. In the first ten days, she cried many times. She felt that fate had been truly unfair to her. Her husband had divorced her, and her son had committed this crime. What had she gained all these years?

Nothing!

What would she do next?

Zhao Long would be caught sooner or later, and even if he wasn't, he would be living a life on the run. Would he still be by her side like before?

She was forty-five years old; what would she do for the rest of her life?

These past ten days have drastically changed Ji Qin's values. She knows that what's meant to happen will happen, and what's meant to happen will happen, and she'll have to bear it. In the past, she might have wondered if she would commit suicide, but now she doesn't have such thoughts. Perhaps it's because people in the mining area don't know about her son's situation, so there's not much pressure. Regardless, she has to keep going!

But how?

Everyone else has a family and children, while she's all alone. A few years ago, someone introduced her to someone, and she was single-mindedly waiting to remarry. Later, people stopped introducing her to others, and she didn't want to look for someone herself, so she has no partner, and her son has disappeared without a trace.

Hao Xuan rolled over.

Ji Qin looked at this young, fair, and very handsome face, with a little bit of soft down on his lips. He's already a little adult!

A little adult. Of course he is, otherwise, why would this child have been staring at her breasts at noon?

Thinking of this, Ji Qin's eyes looked down again.

"Ah!"

She couldn't help but exclaim softly, because she saw that Hao Xuan's little tent was erect through his underwear, so high!

This is likely a sign of increased estrogen levels in all women.

Ji Qin suddenly felt a tightness in her vagina; she knew it was the long-awaited release of vaginal fluid. She tried to clear her mind and just sat there, but after three minutes, she looked back and saw that the child's erection was still there! Almost simultaneously, she herself started to feel wet again.

She hurriedly and quietly got up and went to the bathroom to wash and berate herself.

She was supposed to be the child's godmother, so how could she get an erection and become wet when she saw the child sleeping? This was horny!

After strongly criticizing herself, she decided not to go back to the bedroom, so she sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Hao Xuan woke up from a erotic dream, and it took him a while to realize he was at Aunt Ji's house. He quickly got up, his penis still hard, and he seemed to still have the erotic image from his dream in his mind, as if that person was Aunt Ji.

Anyway, he had big breasts, and he even imagined women in magazines wearing red stockings. Damn, I wonder if Aunt Ji saw me in this embarrassing state?

The sudden fright made the little boy go limp, and he quickly left the room. Aunt Ji was sitting on the sofa. "You're awake."

"Yes."

Hao Xuan sat down as well. He felt it necessary to ask about Aunt Ji's life. "Aunt Ji, how have you been these past few days?"

"Me?"

Ji Qin didn't expect Hao Xuan to ask such a question as soon as he sat down. "How could you be?"

Yes, what could she be doing? Hao Xuan felt it was unnecessary.

"Any news about Zhao Long?"

After a long silence, Hao Xuan felt that he had stirred up her sad memories again, and he was too scared to say anything more. After a long

while, Ji Qin finally said, "No news. He shouldn't have been caught yet. The police will notify me if they catch him."

After a while, she said, "I don't know where he ran off to. I wonder if he'll hide under an assumed name for decades."

In fact, she had considered all the worst possible outcomes, but what she said was the best one.

This topic was obviously too heavy. Hao Xuan couldn't continue, and Ji Qin didn't want to think about it anymore, so there was a long silence.

This silence seemed to continue after dinner. The two of them chatted about all sorts of things and idly flipped through various TV channels.

Around nine o'clock, Ji Qin said, "Go to sleep. Go to sleep early, and I'll take you on a tour of the mining area tomorrow morning."

Hao Xuan wasn't used to going to bed so early, but sitting still felt rather awkward, so he said, "Okay."

But he quickly remembered the scene of sleeping at noon and said, "Aunt Ji, how about I sleep in the side bedroom?"

Ji Qin was also a little hesitant, but the side bedroom didn't have a ceiling fan, only a table fan, and the wind was very strong. Sleeping like that for one night would probably make him catch a cold the next morning. So she said, "No, you have to sleep in the bed with me. There's no fan in the side bedroom, and the bed is full of stuff, there's nowhere to put it."

Hao Xuan had no choice but to agree. He went to the bathroom to take a shower. The so-called shower was actually just using a thermos to mix hot and cold water to wipe his body.

After Haoxuan finished showering, he scrubbed his underwear again and went out to ask Jiqin, "Where should I hang the clothes to dry?"

Jiqin thought the boy was incredibly diligent and adorable. "You silly boy, you don't need to wash your clothes. Just put them where you want, and I'll wash them for you. Remember, don't wash them yourself anymore; it wastes water and they don't get them clean."

She took the clothes and hung them on the balcony to dry.

While Jiqin was showering, Haoxuan lay alone on the bed, a ceiling fan gently fanning his head. He was a little uneasy. He didn't know what Aunt Ji was thinking. Before he came, he had hoped to comfort her, but now he had barely said a word. Could his mere presence really make Aunt Ji feel better?

What should he do?

Aunt Ji came over after showering, wearing a beige nightgown. It was a dress she had worn a long time ago, found by Jiqin in the closet when she was in her thirties. It looked rather baggy now. Seeing Haoxuan lying there with his eyes closed, she thought, "Children are children; they've fallen asleep so quickly," and so she turned off the light and got into bed.

In truth, Haoxuan wasn't asleep at all. This wasn't the time to sleep, and he didn't know why his heart was pounding. The scent emanating from Aunt Ji after her bath assaulted his senses. He couldn't tell if it was her faint fragrance or the scent of soap, but it was enough to make this young man's heart race. He secretly opened his eyes, taking advantage of the bright moonlight of early July, and saw Aunt Ji sleeping peacefully, her body rising and falling slightly. "My God," he thought, her breasts, like mountain peaks, hidden under her yellow nightgown, their color like the natural hue of human skin. A surge of adrenaline rushed to his lower body. Haoxuan quickly closed his eyes.

Actually, Ji Qin wasn't asleep either. Her mind was also filled with many thoughts. She wondered how she could continue living in that place, Gucheng. So many people would talk behind her back. She'd heard that Zhaolong's father was furious after hearing about his son's accident. How would he treat her? The person she cared about and missed most was Zhaolong. Although the boy was disappointing, he was still her own son. She wondered where he was sleeping now, in a culvert or in the woods—she didn't dare to think about it. But then she thought of something else.

She thought of her son's best friend beside her. Haoxuan, though young, was incredibly thoughtful. He had traveled all the way from the city to see her. The teacher said she was deeply moved when she saw Haoxuan again. If she were asked who she most wanted to see right now, besides Zhaolong, it would be Haoxuan. She felt that Haoxuan exuded a refined elegance, unlike her own son. She thought a young man like that would definitely have girls chasing after him at school. She almost laughed at herself. Why was she thinking of that? She wasn't Haoxuan's mother; what could she do? But then she realized that her earlier thought even carried a hint of jealousy, the disappointment of having something she cherished taken away. This made Ji Qin quickly open her eyes, snap out of her reverie, and stop overthinking.

The two people, each lost in their own thoughts, lay there like that.

The July weather was unbearably hot at night. The ceiling fan above him blew slowly, but Haoxuan felt incredibly hot; sweat poured down his face and legs, and he couldn't fall asleep at all. He didn't want to disturb Aunt Ji's sleep, but he simply couldn't sleep a wink, and a mosquito buzzed past his ear every now and then. After what seemed like an eternity, Haoxuan couldn't take it anymore and decided to sit up.

Sitting

up seemed much better. Haoxuan looked out the window; it felt like not a breath of air could get through the screen window. What awful weather! If only he were at home, at least he'd have air conditioning.

Aunt Ji was still lying beside him, her body rising and falling rhythmically; she was clearly asleep. A towel had been kicked to her feet, obviously because she couldn't stand the heat.

In the moonlight, Aunt Ji's legs were so white, and her heaving chest was just as white. Hao Xuan suddenly held his breath, because he could clearly see that small dot on Aunt Ji's chest, so prominent and conspicuous. Touch it!

This sudden thought excited Hao Xuan greatly. He looked at Aunt Ji's face; it was so peaceful, so peacefully asleep.

A gentle touch shouldn't wake her.

He felt his palms sweating, but there couldn't be a better opportunity. He just wanted to feel what it felt like to touch that thing that made his heart race just thinking about it. So he gently touched it. So soft, so warm. Hao Xuan's heart pounded.

His fingers gently caressed her nipple, careful not to overdo it, touching it with the lightest touch. He gently cupped his palm over it, letting the beautiful protrusion rest in his hand. His fingers dared not apply pressure, simply resting lightly on her breast. Aunt Ji's breasts were truly large; one hand couldn't even cover them. He swallowed hard.

He suddenly wondered what it would feel like to place both hands on it. He reached out his other hand and gently cupped Aunt Ji's breast as well, feeling both nervous and excited. He pressed his lips together, afraid to make a sound and wake Aunt Ji.

Actually, Ji Qin was already awake at this moment.

She seemed to be half asleep, but she felt Hao Xuan sit up restlessly, and then she felt a trembling hand touch her breast. She thought it was a dream, but when that hand rubbed her nipple, she knew it was real, it was Hao Xuan's hand. She didn't open her eyes. Rather than saying she didn't know what to say if she opened her eyes, it was more that she wanted to know what Hao Xuan would do next.

When she felt Haoxuan's hands cup her breasts, one after the other, a tingling sensation starting from her nipples quickly spread to every pore of her body. She felt every pore open, so comfortable, so exhilarating! She felt her breathing quicken, her face flush, and her lower body begin to twitch, her vagina even tightening, yet she still didn't move.

Haoxuan remained cautious, fearing that Aunt Ji would wake up at this moment, leaving him caught red-handed and speechless. However, he didn't notice Aunt Ji's blushing and racing heart; he was simply savoring the two soft little rabbits nestled quietly in his hands, wanting to keep touching them forever. Ji Qin

's body stirred.

Haoxuan quickly withdrew his hands, but it was too late to lie down. He simply remained still, observing the situation. A long, suffocating moment passed, but Aunt Ji didn't wake up. Haoxuan unexpectedly discovered that Aunt Ji's turning over had lifted her nightgown slightly, revealing her underwear between her legs.

Hao Xuan's heart pounded so hard he could hear it.

He couldn't tell the color of the underwear; it might be white or beige, but definitely a light color. My God, was this the place of the cunt in the magazine?

He opened his mouth wide to make his breathing shallower, because he felt his breathing was already very rapid. He didn't think about the consequences; he felt this was an opportunity he couldn't miss. He leaned over, and there it was—a full "vulva." Prominently displayed under the tight cotton underwear, he could see that the skin at the base of her thighs seemed darker. He bit his lip because he saw small hairs peeking out from the underwear—pubic hair. He had a strong urge to grab those two hairs, but he restrained himself.

What was truly alluring was what was wrapped under the underwear. What did that thing on the real person look like?

Was it a slit beneath that dark tuft of hair? Where did the penis go in? What did it feel like? Haoxuan's little brother was as hard as a club. He didn't care anymore; his hand, like he'd caressed Aunt Ji's breasts, stroked it, covering it.

It felt warm and furry.

Blood rushed to Haoxuan's head. He breathed heavily, trying not to make a sound. But what he was touching now didn't seem to be the slit; it was further down?

He gently probed downwards, finding the beginning of the slit.

That place was Ji Qin's clitoris.

Ji Qin's eyes were open, but Haoxuan didn't notice. She felt Haoxuan lean down on her lower body, but she didn't know what he wanted to do. When Haoxuan's hand gently touched her vulva, she felt a surge of tension and pleasure simultaneously. Just like on her wedding night, her lips were dry, but her lower body seemed noticeably wet.

When she felt that hand gently move down, she knew she was in trouble. That spot was her clitoris, and the excitement of that short time had already made it swell—this was the first time in three or four years that this chaste, even reserved and introverted woman had been in such contact with a real man. Her long-unstimulated "little bean" was already protruding, and the man's hand was there, separated only by a thin layer of cotton thread.

An uncontrollable excitement surged within her, so quickly; her vagina seemed to be overflowing with fluid. This boy was truly wicked!

Oh no, his hand had already moved downwards. She instinctively squeezed her legs together.

Actually, Haoxuan had already felt the wetness on her underwear. He was also startled, then saw Aunt Ji's leg move, and he had to withdraw his hand.

He didn't know what to do. Lie down? Miss a golden opportunity. So, he might as well pull down his underwear. If Aunt Ji woke up, he would beg her. Would she agree? Definitely not.

The feeling of burning desire was painful and agonizing. He waited for two or three minutes, but Aunt Ji still didn't seem to change her position.

He knew the risk of sitting like that was too great, so he lay down instead.

Neither of them was actually asleep, nor could they possibly be.

Hao Xuan's mind was filled with tension, excitement, a little regret, and even a little doubt. He wondered what the water he had touched at the end was all about. Was it Aunt Ji urinating? Or was it the "vaginal fluid" mentioned in the magazine? —This thought revived his little brother from the fright he had just experienced.

Had Aunt Ji noticed? Probably not. If she had, she would have gotten up and scolded him. At least normally, he thought Aunt Ji was the kind of woman who, while not exactly old-fashioned, was still quite traditional, a motherly figure. How could he tolerate something like this?

A motherly figure—this put some pressure on Hao Xuan. How could I do this to a woman the same age as my mother? Besides, he really did look at Aunt Ji like he was looking at his mother. But then he thought, what's the big deal? She's not his biological mother. Even if she were, what would it matter if he looked? She could explain it as curiosity, a desire to understand, or something similar, but she didn't know if Aunt Ji would believe her.

Haoxuan thought maybe there would be another chance later to touch and see.

Ji Qin wasn't asleep either.

As an adult, Ji Qin's thoughts were obviously more complex.

First, she felt a strong sense of excitement; she even felt that at times she really wanted to do it, to tell Haoxuan, to say she wanted it now.

But then came a rapid sense of loss, as strong as the pleasure, because now she felt her body was dry and uncomfortable. She admitted she hadn't been this excited in a long time, but once she was this excited, the subsequent discomfort was unbearable. She even hated Haoxuan for being such a coward, for what little movement had scared him back. If he were bolder, he would definitely have penetrated her.

Thinking of this, Ji Qin felt a little guilty. This child was like her own son; was it a bit...?

Then she thought, Haoxuan is usually a good boy, why is he like this tonight? This is a question that she finds hard to understand, but Ji Qin remembered the night Zhaolong beat someone up. He went to a hair salon. Although Zhaolong himself never admitted it, rumors still spread. Eighteen or nineteen-year-olds have very strong sexual desires. Haoxuan is seventeen this year, so it should be like this. It should be that his desires had nowhere to be released, which is why he's like this?

So, did Haoxuan want to do this before he came here, or did he want to do this after he fell asleep in bed? Ji Qin's mind wandered aimlessly. Her mind was filled with Haoxuan's erect penis at noon and the lingering pleasure in her own vagina.

She quickly had a thought: Haoxuan must not repeat Zhaolong's mistakes. Zhaolong went to those hair salon girls because he had this desire and nowhere to release it. If Haoxuan keeps it to himself, sooner or later he will have a problem. No, I have to tell him! As soon as

this thought appeared, Ji Qin was startled. How could she tell him? Tell him with her own body? Wouldn't that cause trouble? Was she hoping for this to happen? Or was disciplining him just an excuse?

No. That wasn't it. If she didn't tell the child, was she going to let his mother tell him? She knew Zhaolong was growing up, but how could she tell him? Similarly, Haoxuan's mother wouldn't tell or discipline Haoxuan about this. So it seemed only she could do it. She had also said she was Haoxuan's biological mother, and she would definitely tell him about this tomorrow or some other time. Even if it happened—and probably nothing would happen—she would make it clear to Haoxuan that she had adopted him as her godson, so he wouldn't have any improper thoughts.

This logic relieved Ji Qin, because everyone needs to find a reason for their actions, whatever the action or the reason, as long as it proves the rationality of their behavior, that's enough.

Ji Qin heard Haoxuan's slightly rising and falling breathing at this moment. It was late at night and the night was cool; the child was asleep.

She would wait for tomorrow to come!

Chapter 13

When Haoxuan woke up. The sunlight shining through the curtains indicated that it was at least eight o'clock. He sat up, his head still foggy. Last night's events gradually surfaced in his mind, causing his heart to race. He wanted to lie down and pretend to sleep, but hearing Aunt Ji's footsteps in the living room, he decided he had to leave anyway, so he got out of

bed. Ji Qin was sitting on the sofa in the living room, picking celery she had just bought. She had gotten up early that morning and hadn't slept much in the latter half of the night, her mind racing, not knowing what she was thinking. She hadn't dared to stay in the bedroom after getting up, standing in the kitchen for a while, then on the balcony, before deciding to go out and buy some groceries to cook a nice lunch for Haoxuan. As for everything else, she'd just have to deal with it as it came.

After buying groceries and breakfast, she returned to find the child still asleep.

Ji Qin thought, "This heartless child can really sleep." Thinking this, her face flushed, as she uncomfortably recalled the tingling sensation of that tender little hand touching her body last night, even feeling the trembling of that hand touching her clitoris. She bit her lip, cursing herself for becoming like this. But she couldn't help but smile. She quickly went to get some celery to pick.

Haoxuan greeted her and rushed into the bathroom.

Ji Qin knew the boy was embarrassed to face her, so what should she do?

Be cold? This boy had come all this way to see her; that wouldn't be appropriate. More importantly, if she was too cold, it would be tantamount to telling Haoxuan she knew what he had done last night. The boy would definitely be frightened; she couldn't scare him. She

also couldn't be too enthusiastic; that wouldn't be like her. So, somewhere in between, she decided to be serious. After all, she needed to find some time to talk to him about that kind of thing in the next couple of days; she couldn't let things get messy.

Having made up her mind, when Haoxuan came out, Ji Qin said, "Let's eat breakfast." Then she bent down and picked vegetables.

Actually, Haoxuan also hoped to observe Aunt Ji's psychology through some details, first to determine if she knew about yesterday's events. He ate while glancing at her. Aunt Ji just kept her head down, working without saying a word, which puzzled Hao Xuan. If she knew what happened last night, she would be very angry, but she wasn't. But if she didn't know, why wasn't he as kind to him as yesterday, and why wasn't he saying a word to him? Strange.

Mood. Maybe she was still in a bad mood.

Hao Xuan felt a little guilty. He had come to comfort Aunt Ji, but who would have thought he would act like that last night? He had really acted recklessly. He definitely couldn't be impulsive these next few days and had to comfort her properly.

The ceiling fan in the room wasn't working very well. Hmm, after a while, Ji Qin would still answer every question.

The two of them guessed each other's thoughts and chatted idly.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Hao Xuan looked at Ji Qin, who also found it strange. No one usually came to her house. Who was knocking on the door today? She got up to open the door, and there were two policemen standing there. She hurriedly asked, "Who are you looking for?" Hao Xuan's face turned pale when he saw this.

The police had come after what happened yesterday. My God!

Why were they back? Aunt Ji must have gone to report it.

Why is Aunt Ji like this? What should I do? Where will they take me? Will I be sentenced?

Hao Xuan became more and more anxious and afraid. He took two steps back and plopped down on the sofa.

The tall, thin policeman standing in front said, "Someone reported that a boy came to your house. Is this him?" Without waiting for Ji Qin's invitation, he entered the door and went straight to Hao Xuan. "

Look up, what's your name?" The policeman noticed the boy's unease; he seemed guilty!

Hao Xuan quickly looked up, sweat pouring down his forehead.

Ji Qin hurriedly came over and said, "Comrade...comrade, this child is my neighbor in Gucheng. He's on holiday and came to visit me." The tall, thin man asked, "Neighbor? What's his name?" Hao Xuan timidly said, "Shen Hao Xuan." "Does he have any identification?" The tall, thin man carefully examined Hao Xuan, then looked back at another policeman, at the photo in his hand.

Ji Qin saw that it was indeed a photo of her son, Zhao Long. She then understood; the police had thought this child was Zhao Long, who had fled.

"Officer, officer, are you looking for my son?" "He's not my son, really not. He goes to Gucheng No. 2 Middle School." Hao Xuan suddenly remembered he had his student ID with him and hurriedly said, "Student ID." Ji Qin asked, "Where is it?" "In my bag." Hao Xuan finally understood what was going on, his heart still pounding. He started walking towards the side bedroom.

The tall, thin man blocked his way and said to Ji Qin, "Go find it." Ji Qin retrieved Hao Xuan's bag, and the tall, thin man took it to another policeman. The man searched the bag and finally found a student ID, handing it back to the tall, thin man.

The tall, thin man carefully examined the student ID and the photo in his hand, then looked at Hao Xuan's face

and said, "Gucheng No. 2 Middle School." "How is it?" Yi He's voice rang out again at the door. Looking in the direction of the voice, Ji Qin recognized him; it was Lao Luo, the deputy director of the mining area police station. She

hurriedly said, "Director Luo, you're here." "Teacher Ji," Lao Luo greeted him and went straight to the tall, thin man. The tall, thin man shook his head and said, "No, not the suspect." Old Luo looked at Hao Xuan, then at his identification, and nodded.

Turning back to Teacher Ji, he said, "It's like this, this morning we heard that a young man came to your house yesterday, asking for directions and where you live. We thought it might be Zhao Long, but I know it's not him—what child doesn't know their own home? But you know, he's not arrested yet, so we came to check anyway." "That's good, that's good." He gestured for his two men to leave.

The tall, thin man looked at Hao Xuan and said, "It's not Sun Zhao Long, why is this kid all sweaty!" His words were laced with disdain.

Ji Qin had also noticed Hao Xuan's sweaty face and quickly said, "This child is timid and scared. He gets afraid as soon as he sees the police enter the house." Chief Luo laughed heartily. "Alright, alright, young man, be more open-minded. The police are just asking about the situation, there's nothing to be afraid of." He then walked out the door.

Chapter 14

Haoxuan sat in the chair, silent for a long time—trying to calm himself down.

Jiqin asked, "What's wrong? What happened?" Haoxuan didn't answer. Jiqin asked again, but still no answer.

Jiqin went to the bathroom, wrung out a towel, and handed it to Haoxuan, who wiped his face. He felt a little better.

Jiqin also washed her face and came back to continue picking vegetables. At this moment, she felt both angry and amused about the situation. The police had actually come to her door to question Zhaolong. Of course, they had the wrong person, but this meant that they had been monitoring her since she came to live in the mining area. It also meant that Zhaolong hadn't been caught yet, and she wondered where he was hiding.

Did the neighbors in the mining area know about Zhaolong? They probably didn't; they hadn't noticed anything unusual. If the old neighbors in the mining area also knew about this, how could she stay? Did she have nowhere to go?

Haoxuan was still shaken by the ordeal. He didn't know why he couldn't handle even the smallest thing. He thought he was a grown man, but it seemed he wasn't. He suddenly decided to do something courageous: admit his mistake to Aunt Ji. In fact, before he had fully thought it through, the words slipped out: "Aunt Ji, I thought you called the police." Ji Qin was pulled from her thoughts by the boy's words and looked at Haoxuan in confusion. "I called them?" Since he'd already said it, he might as well be honest. He figured Aunt Ji wouldn't take him to the police station. As for her anger or anything else, he'd bear it. A real man accepts all consequences.

Haoxuan made up his mind: "Aunt Ji, I did something wrong last night." Ji Qin's heart tightened. What was this boy going to do? Admit his mistake? She realized the serious moment had arrived. "Put down the vegetables you're holding, right?

What did you do wrong?" "I secretly touched you last night." Saying these words took courage, but in reality, Haoxuan regretted it immensely as soon as he said them. He didn't know what awaited him. Crying, screaming, fighting desperately, or calling his mother—Haoxuan didn't want to endure any of these outcomes, nor could he bear any of them.

But after what seemed like a long wait, he only heard Aunt Ji say, "I know." "I know?" What did that mean? Did she just find out, or did she know last night? Haoxuan looked up at Aunt Ji with a mixture of fear and surprise. Aunt Ji's face didn't seem angry, but rather stern. He didn't know why she knew. "Aren't you angry?" Haoxuan suddenly realized this was a common tactic teachers used, waiting for students to admit their mistakes themselves, rather than actively pointing them out to decide on punishment.

In fact, at this moment, Aunt Ji was playing the role of a teacher. She professionally wore a stern face: "I'm angry, I'm very angry, but I want to know why! Why did it turn out like this?" This expression was something Haoxuan rarely saw on Aunt Ji's face; that cold, icy feeling sent chills down his spine even in the sweltering heat. He now somewhat, or rather, deeply regretted telling Aunt Ji the truth. He didn't know how to answer, and objectively, he couldn't answer the question.

The long silence made Ji Qin realize the problem was quite serious. She asked worriedly if he had been influenced by bad people or exposed to bad things. "Truly a teacher," Hao Xuan thought.

Ji Qin's words hit the nail on the head. Hao Xuan had developed this impulse after reading those pornographic magazines and pamphlets, and the supplier of these things was Ji Qin's son, Zhao Long. He couldn't answer yes; now, being asked, he actually felt a bit of resentment towards Zhao Long. If it weren't for him, how could he have become this kind of person? Now…

another long silence.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" "I don't know. I don't know what happened." Hao Xuan's evasive answer was clearly not a valid reason.

Ji Qin sighed deeply. Actually, she felt Hao Xuan's real reason was curiosity. So she had to prompt him to say it was curiosity? "Good reason!" Hao Xuan looked up at Ji Qin and thought it was indeed a good reason.

So he nodded and said, "More or less—yes." Then he quickly lowered his head. He didn't dare meet Ji Qin's gaze.

"Ah, I knew it." Ji Qin had been thinking about Hao Xuan, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, just past puberty or still in it. Boys at this age begin to develop adult gender concepts, and their bodies are maturing, but they can't date while they're still in school. So they're curious—curious about the opposite sex, curious about the opposite sex's body, curious about everything about the opposite sex. Just like her own son, Zhao Long, going to the beauty salon must be out of curiosity—that's what she thought. If they can't resolve this curiosity in a normal way, they'll resort to abnormal methods—like what Zhao Long did. Thinking of this, Ji Qin felt a sudden sense of mission. "

What are you curious about? Tell Aunt Ji." Hao Xuan sensed the expected easing from Aunt Ji. He didn't know what Aunt Ji was going to do next and was still very nervous. He didn't dare to speak because what he was curious about was definitely something the adults didn't want them to know, especially since Aunt Ji was the one involved.

Ji Qin, of course, noticed the boy's nervousness. She prompted, "Are you curious about women's bodies?" Hao Xuan only nodded. "

Haven't you seen a woman's body before?" Hao Xuan quickly, or rather instinctively, shook his head, even though he had seen it countless times in magazines.

Ji Qin suddenly asked, "You haven't seen it either?" She was actually asking to find out if other mothers taught their children normal gender knowledge, but the question itself made her feel a little awkward.

Hao Xuan was also taken aback, looked up at Ji Qin, and nodded, saying he had seen it. He said, "Sometimes when she changes clothes at home, you know what her shop sells, sometimes she uses new stock herself when she changes at home. I've seen it—not secretly, she showed it to me herself. But my mom doesn't count, right?" "Yes, of course not your own mother. I'm asking—has your mom ever told you about the differences between men and women?" "No." "She hasn't said anything!" Hao Xuan was also puzzled. Did his mother have an obligation to tell him these things? Had Aunt Ji talked to Zhao Long about that kind of thing?

Ji Qin suddenly thought, "Yan Rong is such a carefree woman, she doesn't even try to hide it from her son when she changes clothes." Then why was Hao Xuan curious? Actually, without thinking too much, Ji Qin immediately realized that Hao Xuan was interested in what was down there, and her face immediately turned red.

In other words, what Haoxuan was actually curious about wasn't so much the woman's body, but rather something deeper—that kind of relationship? No wonder! No wonder! If a good student like Haoxuan has such thoughts, it's not surprising that Zhaolong goes to places like that. Then again, are all men like that? They can't do without a woman by their side.

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