[Urban] My Girlfriend's Social Party (Complete) - 26

Chapter 18.

Hao Xuan let her hand guide his movements, cherishing every minute he leaned against Aunt Ji. He knew his little brother was pressed tightly against her buttocks, beyond his control; it had indeed reflexively hardened.

Ji Qin's ears were warmed by Hao Xuan's breath, the boy's masculine scent almost penetrating her eardrums and through her body. She felt itchy all over, and her hand unconsciously increased its pressure. Her nipples seemed to harden as well. She began to murmur, "Hao Xuan, Hao Xuan..." This unconscious murmur of a mature woman was like an aphrodisiac, difficult even for a seasoned lover to resist, let alone this spring-like, robust boy. Hao Xuan's hand slipped inside her shirt seam, along the edge of her bra, reaching her breasts, her nipples. They were hard as grapes. Hao Xuan rubbed and played with them.

Ji Qin was once again overcome with passion. She couldn't explain why her breasts, which her husband had played with countless times and which she had suckled repeatedly, were so sensitive in Hao Xuan's hands. They reacted almost instantly and intensely to the slightest touch!

She leaned back against Hao Xuan, rubbing and caressing him.

Hao Xuan's lips landed on her face, on her lips. She greedily searched for the child's tongue… This was Hao Xuan's first kiss, such a youthful feeling, such a long-lost feeling. If it were just sex, it might just be physical pleasure, but Hao Xuan's kiss made her feel—love. Unbelievable. But undeniably true. She

was being sucked by Hao Xuan, and she was sucking on Hao Xuan in return. She tilted her head back, kissing every inch of Hao Xuan's skin, and Hao Xuan did the same, until her heart was pounding, until she couldn't breathe. When she stood up, she realized that her shirt, which didn't seem to fit properly, was already undone, and her bra was pulled down below her breasts—a little too tight. She whimpered, "Take it off." Haoxuan obediently unhooked her bra. The instant her breasts drooped, she looked down at her erect nipples, which Haoxuan then tightly covered with his hands. " Aunt Ji, let's go inside." "I don't want to move, let's stay here." Haoxuan turned her body around, without saying a word, and began kissing her from her neck down, down, down. When his warm tongue touched her breasts, her nipples, she could no longer stand; her legs trembled slightly. Goosebumps seemed to rise all over her body from the kisses. She suddenly slid down, her elbows braced against the countertop. She still didn't want to open her eyes, and Haoxuan still didn't want to stop. He bent down, continuing to kiss her nipples, her stomach, her navel, until her lower abdomen. She vaguely felt her trousers being pulled down—no, her entire pantyhose were being pulled down—but she still didn't want to open her eyes. Then, that warm tongue kissed her pubic hair, and then the upper part of her vagina, but it wasn't pleasant; it couldn't reach her clitoris. She glanced down at Haoxuan, who was already squatting on the ground. So she gently pushed Haoxuan's head away, turned over, and lay face down on the cutting board, leaving her hairy vulva for Haoxuan. This was a scene that no one could remain indifferent to. Haoxuan's tongue immediately pressed tightly against her vulva, and she couldn't help but moan softly. This position was perhaps perfect for the intrusion of the tongue. She felt her labia being parted by the warm tongue, and that hot little thing penetrated deep into her vulva, moving left and right, up and down, churning. She kept her eyes closed, perhaps so that she could enjoy this overwhelming and unpredictable pleasure more freely and unrestrainedly. She could feel her vaginal fluid—perhaps Haoxuan's saliva—flowing profusely from her vulva and dripping onto the ground. She felt her vulva being licked until it lost all sensation, expanding infinitely, reaching all the way to her brain. Even a stone statue couldn't withstand such stimulation from Haoxuan. "Come on, come in." Haoxuan seemed to never need to prepare. When she looked back, he was already holding his little brother. She leaned even lower, and at that moment, that little thing, as hard as an iron rod, was inserted into her vagina. The straight, stiff penis pressed against the top of her vagina, pushing forward. It felt as if the flesh inside her was about to be pierced; it hurt a little, but it was even more pleasurable, even more stimulating. She grinned, waiting... Haoxuan's thrusts were intense and relentless from the very first second; all she could hear was the sound of two bodies colliding. Each thrust made her tremble all over, and each withdrawal felt like all her senses were being pulled out, followed by another fierce entry. She didn't want to scold the boy for his ferocity and recklessness, nor did she want to blame him. This feeling had only occurred in the last two days; when it would return was uncertain. Hao Xuan twisted and turned Ji Qin's waist with all his might, trying to make his penis penetrate more smoothly. However, this so-called smooth thrusting only made Ji Qin's body collapse. She had already closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and was enduring and enjoying it. Hao Xuan also saw that Ji Qin's buttocks were red from the impact, but this was no time to feel sorry for her. Only more intense thrusts were what Hao Xuan wanted to do. Ji Qin wanted to shout something, but the sounds that came out were indistinct. Her body seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, while Hao Xuan reached his peak. After a series of intense and rapid thrusts, Ji Qin felt her vagina being hit by a powerful surge of heat. She let out a long hiss and collapsed onto the cutting board. Hao Xuan panted for a while before slowly pulling out his still thick penis. A stream of thick semen flowed down Ji Qin's vaginal opening, and Ji Qin's legs went weak—luckily, she caught herself on the cutting board. Hao Xuan watched intently until the semen dripped completely. He bent down and kissed Ji Qin's reddened bottom and her back. He continued kissing upwards, upwards. Ji Qin whispered, "Hao Xuan, you are my last hope in this life." Hao Xuan didn't speak, continuing to kiss her. Ji Qin's tears flowed again. "If you miss me too, tell me, and I will definitely come to see you." Chapter 19: At the moment of true separation, neither cried. As the car started, Hao Xuan saw Ji Qin wiping away tears streaming from her eyes, and he himself was already in tears. He knew this wouldn't be a death, but the pain of separation was still unbearable. Hao Xuan covered his face, crying silently, completely ignoring the curious glances of those around him. Only Hao Xuan knew this feeling; it was true heartache. This was probably the first time in his life he had experienced the pain of separation, and Hao Xuan felt this pain was truly piercing. Back home, his mother was there. Seeing Hao Xuan put down his backpack, Yan Rong noticed her son's red eyes and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing." Haoxuan tried to hide his feelings. "Nothing's wrong? You cried!" Yanrong asked with concern. "Did you get into a fight?" Although she knew it was unlikely Haoxuan would fight. " No! I didn't fight!" Haoxuan looked up at his mother, clearly upset. "Is your Aunt Ji doing alright?" Yanrong breathed a sigh of relief; it was probably Ji Qin's difficult situation that triggered the tears. " She's alright." Haoxuan drank the water his mother handed him. " Then why are you crying?" "Don't ask, it's nothing!" —"I'm just not feeling well since I left." Haoxuan couldn't hide it any longer and had to tell the truth. Yanrong paused, then sneered. "So you're not feeling well since I left your Aunt Ji? I've never seen you shed a tear for me when you left home." Haoxuan was speechless at the teasing. Yanrong was a little angry, but then thought that this child was truly kind, and realized she was being petty. Little did she know that in the few days Haoxuan had been away from her, he had experienced the biggest changes of his life.

In truth, Yanrong had been carrying a heavy burden in her heart. In the past few days, she had experienced something very important in her life, and what she was about to experience in the next few days could truly change her life forever.

The day before yesterday, Cao Zhicheng came to the shop to see her. As soon as Xiao Ma saw his uncle, he tactfully stood at the door.

Behind the counter, after stammering for a long time, Old Cao finally revealed his thoughts—he wanted to be with Yanrong.

Yanrong looked at him. To be honest, this man wasn't a bad person; she had even considered the matter herself. However, given the unhappiness of her previous marriage, she couldn't help but have reservations about a new beginning. She casually asked Old Cao's children for their opinions.

Old Cao became even more hesitant. He had two children, a married daughter and a son who had just started working at a bank, and neither of them were very supportive of Old Cao's remarriage. After Old Cao subtly but clearly expressed his meaning, Yanrong understood. Without the support of her children, remarriage would be more of a torment. Even if there were such a love, let alone a love that would last forever, such a life would be difficult to endure. Middle-aged people remarry because they want a stable life; if their children object, life won't be peaceful. She already knew what to do.

Old Cao asked Yanrong what she thought.

Yanrong said she had to go home and discuss it with Haoxuan.

Old Cao seemed impatient, saying that the two of them should get together first, and then slowly persuade their respective children, believing they would be reasonable.

Looking at Old Cao's anxious eyes, Yanrong couldn't help but laugh inwardly, thinking that men are all impatient, even this usually honest old man was so anxious. What does "getting together" mean? It's just about living together. She thought, what am I then? Hmph.

So she said that Haoxuan was taking the college entrance exam this year, and she needed to take better care of him. She would let Xiao Ma handle things at the shop more, and she wouldn't come to the shop herself. She couldn't think too much about personal matters now, and as for the two of them getting together now, it was even more unrealistic. If anything, it would be after Haoxuan finished his exam next year, and she could use that year to work on his two children.

Yan Rong thought, who knows what will happen a year from now? Maybe this lecherous old man in front of her will have already found someone to marry!

But the reasons given were reasonable and sufficient, and although Cao Zhicheng was still somewhat unwilling, he could only accept this reality.

After exchanging a few words in an awkward atmosphere, Old Cao left dejectedly.

Xiao Ma looked at her uncle's lonely figure and made a face at Yan Rong. When asked what he had said, Yan Rong briefly recounted it, and Xiao Ma giggled and said, "So he's an old lecher too." Yan Rong laughed and playfully hit her twice, saying, "How can you talk like that? He's your uncle!" But deep down, she was quite happy. At least there was still a man in this world who recognized that she was beautiful and good, and was still pursuing her. —Women, no matter how old, always care whether someone in this world pays attention to them and loves them.

Thinking about this day made her feel good.

Yesterday morning, Bing Lan called the shop, found Yan Rong, and arranged to meet her again at Juyuan Xiaoshe at noon.

Yan Rong, of course, knew the purpose of the meeting, and when she arrived, Bing Lan was already waiting there.

Binglan seemed to be in a very good mood because she had a matter on her mind that needed to be resolved. She had meticulously prepared all the details of the trip these past few days, and of course, since Yanrong was the main focus, thorough communication was essential.

Binglan told Yanrong that the itinerary for the trip to Beidu Mountain was arranged. They would leave on the 12th, spend four days there, and then pick up Mingxu in Jiangcheng. Initially, they would explore the mountain, stay at the Yunling Hotel, and book two rooms, one for Mingxu alone. The next afternoon, Binglan would call her shop and tell Mingxu that there was work to attend to and he needed to return immediately. On the morning of the third day, while they went to the Shiqing Hot Spring at the foot of the mountain, she would return to Gucheng first, while Yanrong and Mingxu would go for a soak in the hot springs. This would allow them to book one room, and so the rest of the arrangements naturally followed: they had to leave Beidu on the afternoon of the fourth day. Yanrong would return to Gucheng, and Mingxu would decide whether he wanted to go back to school.

Yanrong was quite satisfied with this arrangement—Binglan was truly a capable and meticulous person. Just as she appeared, although Binglan was a little plump—her sisters joked that she was still chubby and had a bit of baby fat, but you couldn't tell from her appearance—a 45-year-old woman, she seemed quite elegant and very warm.

Yanrong had actually thought far too much about what happened in Beidu; she had planned almost every detail over countless nights. Now, seeing Binglan with her hair styled and her long, white neck exposed, she thought it wouldn't be a bad thing for such an older beauty to teach Haoxuan.

Binglan was truly intelligent; she had guessed Yanrong's thoughts perfectly. She asked what she would do for the first two days if she returned to Gucheng to find Haoxuan, since it would be the third day. Yanrong

said she would cook some dishes and put them in the refrigerator, or perhaps go to Xiao Ma's for a meal or two.

Binglan then asked if she would send Haoxuan home as soon as Yanrong returned to Gucheng. Yanrong laughed and said, "Are you planning to keep my son for a long time?" Binglan laughed and said, "Maybe he won't want to go home." The two laughed and joked for a while, finishing their meal amidst their own thoughts, preparing for their trip to Beidu.

Now that Haoxuan was home, Yanrong felt she had to tell her son, so she brought him a cup of honey and asked, "You have school tomorrow, right?" Haoxuan felt a headache coming on at the thought; school meant the start of a year of grueling life, a year that seemed endless. He nodded. [A gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter]

Yanrong smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Then you'll have a tough year, son. It'll all depend on this year." "Ah, but there's something Mom needs to discuss with you." Haoxuan looked at her and said, "Do you want me to watch the shop for you?" "How could I? You're so busy, how could I let you watch the shop for me?" "It's like this, the day after tomorrow, I'm going to Beidu."

"Beidu?" Haoxuan knew it was a decent tourist destination in the province; his mother was going on a trip. "A trip?" "Yes," Yanrong said, head down, wiping the table. It always felt strange for her to lie in front of her son. "

It's organized by the manufacturer, a three- or four-day trip, leaving the day after tomorrow. Fine, let's go. Your manufacturer is nice, organizing a trip, and they're paying for it?" Haoxuan, of course , was clueless.

"They're paying, of course they're paying." "I just wanted to discuss something with you, these past two days—" Haoxuan suddenly became interested. "You want me to take leave and go with you?" Yanrong hadn't expected Haoxuan to say that, and paused for a moment before saying, "Mom would like to go with you, but you're so busy with classes, I'm afraid you'll be late. Besides, the manufacturer only covers one person's expenses." Haoxuan immediately responded with a cold laugh. "I knew you wouldn't take me. Fine, you go ahead, I'll just stay home and suffer!"

Yanrong knew Haoxuan would agree to her request, so she felt a little relieved. "How about your meals these next few days? I'll cook you two dishes and put them in the fridge. You can heat them up when you get home. I'll also give you some money. If you don't want to eat at home, you can eat out. After you eat, you can go home and read—oh, by the way, on the 14th, your Aunt Binglan is back from her business trip. I'll have her take you to stay at her house. That way, the food problem will be solved." "I won't go. Give me more money. I won't eat at her house—stay at her house?" "Of course! It's safer and more reassuring!" Haoxuan felt that Aunt Binglan and his own mother had a very close relationship. It was like having one mother leave and then having another sent to supervise him. He really didn't want to go. "

Good boy, Haoxuan, only when you act like this can I leave with a clear conscience. Otherwise, how can I go on my trip with peace of mind if I think about you not even having enough to eat?" This reason wasn't very plausible. "

If you want to go on a trip, why are you pretending to be a good mother?" Haoxuan muttered to himself. In fact, he had come to deeply understand the profound bond between mother and son these past few days, and making her happy was a great thing in itself. "Okay, I'll go, but you have to bring me a gift, and you owe me a request—a request you absolutely have to grant."

This was their bargaining chip, nothing more than being able to watch two hours of TV in the evening, or play a game of football in the afternoon.

Yanrong thought Haoxuan was really obedient and a good son. She happily smiled and said, "I'll grant you two requests!" "Really? You keep your word?" Haoxuan, overjoyed, thought, "You've been behaving well these past few days, so I'll reward you with one more!"

Mother and son were both happy, but for very different reasons.

Chapter 20.

On the morning of the 12th, after arranging for Haoxuan to have breakfast and go to school, Yanrong went to the bus station to meet Binglan, who had been waiting there, and began their long-planned trip to Beidu.

On the bus, both were preoccupied with their own thoughts. Binglan felt a sense of relief, thinking that this was always a solution, but at the same time, she didn't know if this method would work once and for all. Yanrong had previously said it was only for this once, so what if they wanted to use it again later? Actually, she was also worried that after this incident, Mingxu, having experienced his first time, might continue to pester her, and she would have no excuse then. Later, Binglan even felt a little sentimental, wondering why her son's first time had to be given away, and why she felt uneasy.

Actually, Yanrong was also feeling uneasy. At this moment, Yanrong was still quite uneasy. She had no idea what was about to happen. What if Mingxu wasn't interested in her? She'd just be branded a womanizer. What if Mingxu pursued her relentlessly after their first time? How would she explain that to her son and Binglan? She was also anxious about what might happen between Haoxuan and Binglan the day after tomorrow.

When they arrived at Jiangcheng Bus Station, Mingxu was waiting for them. Mingxu was initially quite happy to hear from his mother that they were going to Beidu for summer vacation, but when he heard on the phone that Aunt Yanrong was also going, he wondered why his mother was bringing someone along. He thought it must be because his mother didn't want anything to happen between them, so she had someone in the way, or maybe his mother had asked Aunt Yanrong to persuade and educate him. But regardless, since he had initially decided to go, he still had to be polite and courteous.

When he saw his mother and Aunt Yanrong get out of the car, he couldn't help but compare the two. Both were middle-aged women, but overall, they both had a certain charm. Aunt Yanrong had a quiet and elegant temperament, and a very well-proportioned figure, while his mother was slightly plump and perhaps had a stronger personality. He still felt his mother was more to his liking. To be honest, after not being home for two months, seeing his mother this time was like seeing the image he dreamed of every night before bed; his little brother immediately became aroused.

He quickly went up to Aunt Yanrong and his mother, greeting them, "Aunt Yanrong, you've arrived!" Yan Rong's heart pounded. This young man in front of her was the protagonist of a major turning point in her life these past two days! It had been over half a year since she'd last seen Mingxu. Their last encounter was a chance meeting on the street; back then, he seemed like a thin, wiry young man. Now, Mingxu seemed to have grown taller, around 1.75 meters, his face was darker, and his build was much more robust. He was probably playing sports at university or something; he was quite a handsome young man. "Mingxu, you've been here for a while?" "No, I just arrived." Mingxu looked at the smiling Aunt Yan Rong, noticing she was wearing a gray-black suit, which did indeed have the unique air of a middle-aged woman. "

Hurry up and help your Aunt Yan Rong with her bag." Binglan noticed the slight gleam in Yan Rong's eyes as she looked at Mingxu, and felt a pang of jealousy, but quickly dismissed it.

Mingxu grabbed the bag, slung it over his shoulder, and over there, his mother was asking if he'd bought the tickets. Mingxu checked his watch; there was still fifteen minutes left. Luckily, the bus wasn't late, otherwise, these three tickets would be wasted. He then led them to find the bus to Beidu.

Mingxu walked ahead, while Binglan, following behind, smiled and asked, "How is it? Does my son meet your standards?" Yanrong's face flushed red, and she said with an embarrassed laugh, "Don't forget, I came here to help you. If you're joking about this, I'll go back immediately." "No, no, I'm just proud of my son." This was Binglan's weakness. "

Your son is—of course handsome." I said, "Binglan, I've said it before, only once, no second time. You must pretend this never happened and never mention it again. If you bring it up, we'll be friends."

Although Binglan was usually strong-willed, she was most submissive in front of her son and this old friend. She could only smile and scold me, "I just asked a question, look at you, so anxious!" "Okay, okay, I'm begging you, are you satisfied now?" Yan Rong was only slightly annoyed, not truly angry, because she didn't want Bing Lan to feel like she was getting a great deal. She smiled again and walked ahead.

Once on the bus, Yan Rong walked behind. Bing Lan and Ming Xu had already grabbed seats. Bing Lan asked Ming Xu to get up and give up his seat, but he seemed reluctant and stood up sullenly. Yan Rong stopped her, saying, "You two sit, I'll sit in the back. You two haven't seen each other for a long time, you should catch up." She gave Bing Lan a mischievous smile as she walked to her seat in the back.

After the bus started moving, Bing Lan felt Ming Xu staring at her. Turning her head, she saw his burning gaze. Ming Xu's leg was pressed against hers, and she could feel the warmth of his body. She knew what her son was thinking and whispered, "What are you doing? It's daytime, and there are so many people on the bus." "I didn't do anything—Mom, I really miss you—you won't let me go home, I'm going crazy here." Mingxu, taking advantage of his mother's coquettish tone, was telling the truth. "

I came out to play with you, didn't I? That night—that night, can I kiss you?" Mingxu tentatively probed. "

Tonight? Tonight, you'll have your own room, and I'll share with your Aunt Yanrong." "Why?"

Mingxu almost cried out. Good heavens, this arrangement was so different from his beautiful imagination. "

You're such a big kid, how can your mother share with you? Won't Aunt Yanrong say anything about us? Besides, I've already told you that your idea is wrong, we can't continue down that wrong path." She answered decisively.

Mingxu muttered, "I said, why did you come with her!" "For self-defense." Binglan laughed when she heard him say that. "You really need to know how good your mother is. Everything your mother does is for your own good." It was a profound sentence, but unfortunately, Mingxu didn't understand it.

"You said last time you'd consider it—" Mingxu vaguely remembered the last time he pestered his mother, she was even touching his penis while wearing a vest, and he was touching her nipples through her clothes, but she refused to take them off. She said she'd consider it later, and the stimulation from that sentence, combined with her hand poking his penis, made him ejaculate instantly! "You've

thought it through, right? We'll be like mother and son, but you have to give up your bad ideas! It's always Mom who doesn't keep her word!" Mingxu looked at his mother angrily and helplessly, knowing he couldn't offend her, so he could only say disappointedly, "I knew you wouldn't keep your word!" He shrunk his head back in the chair, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Binglan looked at her son, thinking: "Silly child, you have no idea how much effort Mom has put into this for you. Soon you'll be able to do 'that' with your Aunt Yanrong, and then you'll forget about your mother."

Upon arriving in Beidu, they transferred to a tour bus and went to the Yunling Hotel, which Binglan had already booked, and got two rooms directly opposite each other. Binglan gave Mingxu a key to one room. Mingxu hadn't said much since getting off the bus, clearly unhappy. Yanrong guessed his mother had told him he was living alone, which was why he was upset, so she suggested, "How about I stay in that room, and you and your mother can stay together? It's been a while since we've had a proper talk." Mingxu stood there, silent, glancing at Binglan.

Binglan was taken aback, then said, "How can that be? Aren't you scared living alone? Besides, we can always talk!" She glared at Yanrong.

Seeing Mingxu's resentful look, Yanrong said, "Actually, I snore at night, so I don't want to disturb your sleep. How about you share a room with Mingxu tonight? This trip must be tiring; you need to rest."

Before Binglan could agree, she snatched the key from Mingxu's hand.

Mingxu, still looking at his mother, didn't dare move.

Binglan looked at Yanrong, thinking, "I'll stay with Mingxu tonight, so why did I call you here?!" She was furious, but quickly calmed herself, thinking, "It's only one night, I'll just hang in there." So she said, "Fine, you always know how to be clever!" The three of them went to their room, quickly washed up, went downstairs for dinner, and then went hiking. Mingxu was clearly much more enthusiastic, sometimes rushing ahead, sometimes chatting with them from behind.

The early summer scenery of Beidu Mountain was beautiful. The early summer sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting shimmering spots of light on the ground. There weren't many people along the way, only the occasional distant laughter echoing through the woods, and clear streams flowing past the stone paths. It was truly beautiful.

As they got warmer, all three took off their jackets and carried them. Mingxu skipped and jumped around, while the two adults clearly felt their legs getting heavy. So they sat down on the stone steps to rest, drank some water, and continued climbing towards Yuntian Gate.

Calling it climbing is no exaggeration; the steps seemed endless. The two middle-aged women, with almost no physical exercise, found it incredibly difficult to even lift their legs. They encouraged each other and earnestly vowed to exercise more when they got back.

But they had to overcome the current difficulty, and they wished they could just throw off their shoes. Drenched in sweat, they persevered. When they finally reached Yuntian Gate, they were too exhausted to speak, except for Mingxu, who was still shouting wildly on the rooftop.

Yanrong laughed and said, "Young people, they just don't know what tiredness is." Binglan laughed too and said, "Me? I'm so tired I can't even stand up straight. Tonight—tonight someone sold me out, and I didn't even know." Yanrong understood her implication and smiled, "Just talk to him, don't let him have those kinds of thoughts. I really want you two to have a good chat. Hopefully!" The wind was strong on the mountaintop. The two put on their clothes, stood up, and looked at the panoramic view of the surrounding mountains, their mood naturally lifted. Mingxu was looking intently at the love lock on the iron chain on the rooftop.

Yanrong said that Haoxuan had originally wanted to come too—after he finishes his college entrance exams, I'll bring him here to visit. Binglan laughed, saying he was stingy, getting into college but not going to Huangshan or anything, just wandering around the province. "How about after his exams, I'll take him to Huangshan for a trip?" "You're so generous, go ahead and take him." They started bickering again. "Fine, I'll

take him. What's the big deal? You know, your son will probably be clinging to me then—sigh, aren't you afraid that Haoxuan and I will elope?" Yanrong looked at her, her face tense, but she didn't hold it in for long before laughing again, saying that boys see the world as new, they won't be too focused. Besides, with my son's taste, why would he elope with a woman older than his mother? Binglan laughed too. Suddenly, she asked, "What happened to that Director Cao from the Industry and Commerce Bureau you mentioned last time?" Yanrong said irritably that nothing had happened! But she couldn't resist Binglan's gossip, so she had to tell the whole story again. Binglan said that Xiao Ma was right, this person just wanted to do things with you, but even if they actually did, he might not marry you! Yanrong nodded.

Binglan said that once Mingxu settled down, she would also have to consider finding someone. She didn't want to be like a woman in ancient times, stuck in a rut for life. Yanrong said that once she actually looked, she realized how difficult it was. The way down the mountain was even more difficult. Walking on the steep steps, her calves were trembling. Mingxu scurried down the mountain. Yanrong and Binglan practically helped each other down step by step. Along the way, the two of them were so tired that they barely spoke a word.

When they arrived at the hotel, the three of them quickly ate something. They ate quickly because they were too tired to even open their mouths, and they didn't really feel hungry. However, Mingxu ate three bowls of rice. When asked if he was tired, he smiled and nodded, saying that he was a little tired.

Yanrong returned to her room after dinner, quickly took a shower, and lay down on the bed. Her legs felt like they didn't belong to her anymore. She stared at the ceiling, wondering what she and her son were doing.

Binglan returned to the room and said to Mingxu, "Go take a shower."

Mingxu smiled and agreed, starting to take off his clothes. He said, "Mom, I'm a little tired. Can you help me wash?" "Get lost!"

Binglan said sternly. "I'm so tired I can't even straighten my back. I'm not going to help you wash. Let me tell you, you better behave tonight." Mingxu pouted and mischievously stripped off all his clothes, standing in front of Binglan as if it were nothing.

Binglan couldn't help but notice the small thing on his muscular body. Hanging between his legs, revealing a dark red, egg-sized glans. "

Get in there! Shameless!" As she said this, she felt her heart racing. She was very tired, but seeing her son's little penis gave her a strong thrill.

Afraid that his mother would really be angry, Mingxu rushed into the bathroom.

Binglan sat in a chair, thinking that this child was truly a tormenting little devil. This child seems determined to be close to her. She blames herself for spoiling him too much in the past; now she seems to be developing feelings for him too. She mustn't do anything wrong!

The sweat on her body made the skin under her bra itchy and painful. While Mingxu was showering, she quickly took off her clothes, changed into a t-shirt, and waited to go in and shower.

Just as she finished changing, Mingxu came out, wearing only his underwear. Binglan couldn't help but glance at him; the small briefs covering his private parts revealed a masculine allure!

Mingxu didn't seem to have any intention of putting on more clothes, searching for the TV remote in the room. "

Put on some clothes. The air conditioning is on; don't catch a cold." "It's not cold; go take a shower." Binglan was too lazy to speak and went in to shower. The water hitting her body seemed to be the most effective way to relieve fatigue. She let the tap run over her, and her mind completely relaxed.

When she finished showering and got dressed, she couldn't help but examine herself in the mirror. She had gained some weight; the years were undeniable. Her breasts were still plump, but unfortunately a bit saggy. Mingxu had washed her nipples when she was little, and now they were long and noticeably darker. She had a roll of fat around her stomach when standing; she had tried to lose it but failed and eventually gave up. Her legs were quite nice, a little thick, but the shape was good. As for her vulva, glistening droplets of moisture clung to her dark pubic hair. She wiped them away and quickly put on her underwear.

She hesitated about wearing a bra, looking in the mirror. Her breasts were marked with red welts from sweat; wearing a bra that night would surely cause bleeding. She decided not to wear one, simply slipping on her heavy undershirt and coming out.

Mingxu was watching TV; seeing his mother, he quickly handed her a glass of water.

Binglan struggled to get into bed—she had never found getting into bed so difficult! She practically rolled onto the bed; the moment her waist touched the mattress, her whole body felt like it was falling apart! "

Mom, how about I give you a massage?" Mingxu said Binglan glanced at him sideways, seemingly reading concern on his face, but nothing more. She thought, "My son is the best." So she said, "Okay, give me a back massage!"

Chapter 21:

Boys' hands are really heavy, but massaging my stiff back felt incredibly comfortable.

Each massage felt like it was going to break my back apart, making Binglan yell, "Gently, gently, Mingxu, I'm going to die… Yes, slower, right there, right there, slower, a little lower!" Mingxu's massage was sometimes light, sometimes heavy, but Binglan still felt quite good.

Mingxu asked, "How's this?" Binglan ignored him, just closing her eyes

and relaxing. Mingxu initially sat sideways next to Binglan, but as he massaged, her large undershirt was lifted up, revealing her slightly thick, but fair and tender waist. Mingxu swallowed hard, noticing her high, round buttocks under her nightgown, and on a sudden inspiration, he straddled her buttocks.

This sitting position almost made Binglan cry out. The weight of over 100 pounds pressing on her stiff buttocks was surprisingly relaxing, but this posture couldn't help but raise her alertness. Why did she immediately turn around? It's

convenient to massage like this. Mingxu was quietly massaging his mother's back with his hands.

Binglan didn't say anything more; this sitting massage method was indeed quite good.

After pounding for a while, seeing that his mother didn't react, Mingxu moved his buttocks closer to his mother's legs and gently pounded her buttocks.

His mother's buttocks were so soft, all flesh. After only two poundings, Mingxu's little brother instantly stood up—adrenaline surged.

He deliberately pulled down his mother's nightgown while pounding, revealing her white panties. His mother still didn't react. In fact, with such gentle pounding, Binglan was almost asleep.

Mingxu's little brother was painfully hard, so he decided to try it out. He gently pulled down his mother's panties and nightgown together. Just a gentle pull revealed his mother's buttocks, an even more arousing scene—a freshly washed, faintly fragrant, white buttocks. How could this not excite the son who had been lusting after it the first time?

He carefully pressed his lips to hers, smelling, inhaling, and kissing. He was puzzled that his mother still didn't react. What was the reason? Was it tacit consent?

Actually, Binglan was already in a light sleep at this point.

Mingxu, taking advantage of the situation, pulled his pants and skirt down even further, almost revealing his mother's genitals. He wanted to take his pants off, but he didn't dare. If his mother woke up and saw this, she would definitely cause a huge scene.

He could only kiss the outer edge of his mother's private parts through her pants, extending down to her legs. Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea—how stupid! He gently lifted his buttocks, and sitting sideways next to his mother, he could easily reach down and lift her skirt.

Oh my god, another sight!

His mother's underwear, which had just been showered, was probably not completely dry; there were still some water stains. What was most unbearable was that a few pubic hairs were sticking out from the edge of her underwear. Mingxu had argued with his mother many times, and he had indeed peeked at her body while she was showering, but this was the first time he had seen her so closely; his nose was about to bleed.

So, without a second thought, he leaned down into his mother's skirt, his nose and mouth gently pressed against her panties. That familiar yet long-forgotten scent flooded his senses. He inhaled deeply, afraid to let a single breath escape.

Even though Binglan was fast asleep, this action woke her. The moment his nose touched her vulva, her consciousness began to awaken. She first assessed the situation, immediately realizing it was Mingxu's doing, but she didn't move. Partly because she still lacked the strength to struggle, and partly because a surge of pleasure completely overwhelmed her defenses. She didn't move, but slowly opened her eyes.

She could feel her panties still on her body, and she could feel Mingxu's tongue already touching her vulva, a tingling, numbing sensation. Even with the panties as a barrier, the friction seemed even greater. Most importantly, she was lying face down; this naughty boy was licking her vulva.

Mingxu and Binglan both felt the water immediately.

Mingxu's tongue tasted the astringent, salty flavor, which only fueled his excitement.

Binglan knew the water was inevitable. She felt deep remorse and regret for her actions with her son. But honestly, every intimate contact with her son—whether it was him peeping at her while she showered, or her discovering Mingxu masturbating with her underwear, and later masturbating for him—was less about indulging her son and more about indulging herself. Sometimes she simply couldn't resist; every cell in her body told her—let it happen, but her willpower held her back at the last moment.

Today, she didn't know whether she should stop her son's actions. Physically, she knew that if this continued, her juices would flow more and more. She already felt her vaginal opening being licked open, and the juices were flowing out unimpeded. Morally, this was clearly unacceptable.

Now, the only thing she could do was do nothing and wait to see if there would be any further reaction.

Mingxu indeed pulled his mother's panties down with his hand, and he could feel that this time he pulled them down too far.

Mingxu immediately saw his mother's slightly parted, dark red labia, and the glistening droplets of moisture. A jolt of electricity washed over him, but at the same time, his mother pulled her panties up, then sat up abruptly. "What are you doing?" she asked seriously, leaving Mingxu stunned. Binglan also felt she had changed so quickly; why had she suddenly sat up?

She quickly straightened her clothes while glaring at her son.

Mingxu hesitated for a moment, realizing he couldn't hide it anymore, and said, "Mom, I really want it." Binglan looked down at Mingxu's erect penis, and thought, "No wonder, this child usually gets it really hard, and it lasts a long time." But could he just continue saying he wanted it? Could he just do it like that? "I told you not to touch me. I'm just too hard, that's why I'm a little aroused." "You're such a disobedient child! What you're doing—I've told you so many times—is wrong. If we do this, people will laugh at us, they'll look down on us, you know that?" Mingxu wanted to say, "Nobody knows, how could we be looked down on?" but the words caught in his throat. "

Go take a shower, calm down." "Mom—" Mingxu cried, "I really love you." Binglan was stunned. Love? Her child's words shattered her heart. It wasn't because he wanted to see women that he secretly looked at and touched her, but because he liked her—the kind of liking you have for the opposite sex? Yes, yes, no wonder this child didn't date in college, he really likes her? But—even though I'm his mother, his saying he likes her still makes her heart pound.

She tried her best to calm herself down and said, "Okay, I know, go take a shower." "Mom, I'm serious, I really like you, I dream about you all the time. I'm young, I have some thoughts like that, but I really love you, Mom." "Don't say anymore—go take a shower!" Binglan couldn't let him continue; she was afraid that if she were moved, she would give in to him.

Chapter 22

When Binglan woke up, her legs ached, undoubtedly from yesterday's hike. Turning her head, she saw Mingxu sleeping soundly on the bed next to her.

She immediately remembered what had happened last night and panicked a little. She quickly looked down at her clothes; thankfully, she was still dressed properly. However, she was still worried. She had slept so soundly all night; had Mingxu taken advantage of her while she was asleep? So she sat on the bed and carefully pulled down her underwear. Thankfully, no semen leaked out. She sniffed it herself; it didn't seem to smell unusual, and she felt relieved. It

seemed that the boy was still obedient.

Thinking about how he had pestered her last night, Binglan's heart was still pounding. Was he a good boy? What kind of good boy would treat his mother like that? Was he a bad boy? Actually, he was generally timid and obedient; if she didn't ask him to do something, he really wouldn't. Especially thinking about how he said he liked her last night, Binglan's heart was itching.

Since Jianbin's death, she had never considered finding someone else. In the business world, a woman had to be a strong person, so no one would dare say such a thing to her. But sometimes, she really longed for someone to care for her and genuinely love her. Unexpectedly… unexpectedly, it was her son who said those words.

Thank goodness! …Binglan couldn't help but gasp… thankfully, she had held her ground last night; otherwise, she would be filled with regret now. It seemed that when she left today, she would definitely leave this annoying child with Yanrong, hoping that after he knew what this felt like, he would stop bothering her with such foolish things.

Thinking of this, seeing that Mingxu was still asleep, she got up and went to Yanrong's room.

When Yanrong opened the door, Binglan had already finished washing up. Seeing her enter, she smiled and asked, "How was it? Did you sleep well last night?" Binglan looked at her sister's mischievous grin and gave a wry smile, "You really got me into trouble!" Yanrong's eyes immediately lit up with gossip, "What happened? What happened between you two? What happened?" "Do you hate me to death?" Binglan sat down on the bed, annoyed.

Yanrong laughed even harder, "Tell me, tell me what happened!" Binglan was almost fuming with anger, but unable to resist her, she had no choice but to roughly recount what had happened last night. “If I hadn’t turned against him at the last minute yesterday, that boy might have actually succeeded.” Yan Rong listened to the story as if it were an ancient legend, and finally said, “I think you won’t be able to handle this in the end, because when you said… when Mingxu told you he liked you, your eyes were shining, like you really liked him. Sigh, I can’t really explain what it felt like, but I think you’re going to get into trouble sooner or later, you have to hold on!” Bing Lan also felt that when she described what happened yesterday, she didn’t seem to feel much guilt or remorse, as if she thought that Mingxu not succeeding in the end was her achievement. Thinking about it carefully, God, how terrible this feeling is!

“So… Yan Rong, that’s why I asked you to help me!” Yan Rong was actually very nervous. She had figured out that this was just the boy doing it once, but when it really came down to it, she was still very flustered. She suddenly became afraid of many things.

But now that things had come to this, there seemed to be no turning back. She couldn't help but ask, "Are we really going to do this?" "What do we do?" Binglan immediately realized Yanrong's thoughts and hurriedly said, "Good sister, you're saving a life! Don't worry, I'll talk to Mingxu and tell him he won't bother you anymore. I will absolutely not mention this to anyone. When we return to Gucheng, it will be as if nothing happened. If anyone finds out, you can scold me or beat me all you want, don't worry." Binglan was her friend of many years, so she was relieved. Actually, Yanrong was worried about her son Haoxuan. How would she face the child after this?

Thinking of Haoxuan, she immediately thought of Binglan's return to Gucheng. "When are you going back?" "I've thought it through. I can't stay any longer. I'll still have fun this morning. I'll have the shop call me at noon, and I'll go back then. It's only a three-hour drive back to Gucheng. I'll go down and make the call in a bit!" Binglan quickly made arrangements for her trip. "You guys stick to the plan. Stay on the mountain today, and go down to the hot springs tomorrow." "Are you going to pick up Haoxuan this afternoon?" "Yes, I'll definitely be there before they get out of school." Yanrong hesitated for a moment. "Binglan... only give it to him if he wants it. If he doesn't want it, then you..." "I know, I know! Don't worry, I can handle it." Binglan interrupted her and went into the bathroom to comb her hair.

The scenery in the morning was quite nice, but the three of them were preoccupied with their own thoughts. Binglan and Yanrong were already quite tired from yesterday, so they mostly rested at the scenic spots, drank water, and took pictures. Mingxu was very anxious, so he wasn't as lively as yesterday. But a child is still a child, and soon he was running and jumping around again.

When they returned to the hotel at noon, it was just past 12 o'clock. After dinner, the mother and son had just sat down to watch TV in their room when Yanrong called from the hallway, "Binglan, hurry, the phone's ringing, it's for you." Binglan asked, "For me?" and walked out, feigning surprise.

Mingxu, of course, had no idea what was going on; he had no idea this was part of his mother's plan!

A moment later, Binglan rushed into the room, muttering, "Ugh, so annoying, so annoying." "What's wrong, Mom?" Mingxu knew something must be wrong.

"Don't ask. The Industry and Commerce Bureau and the Tax Bureau are coming to inspect tomorrow morning, and the shop wants me to go back immediately." "Now?" Mingxu was startled.

"What else can I do? Will I make it back by tomorrow morning?" she said matter-of-factly!

Mingxu was a little surprised and asked hesitantly, "How did the shop know we were staying here?" Fortunately, she was prepared, and Binglan said firmly, "They did. They booked the room." This time, Mingxu had no more questions. Watching his mother pack her things quickly, he thought it best to be obedient, so he stood up and started packing his luggage too.

"What are you doing?" Binglan was startled.

"Going back!" Mingxu asked, puzzled.

"Don't go back. You've finally come out, have fun! Besides, your Aunt Yanrong is still here. If you go back, it'll all fall apart." Mingxu was at a loss for what to do. "Play with Aunt Yanrong?" "Yes, she's never been to Beidu before. You can show her around." Binglan's tone left no room for argument.

"How?" He was full of questions. "Play however you want!" Binglan went to the bathroom to pack her toiletries, then decided to give Mingxu a hint. "When we get back, I'll cancel this room. You can stay with Yanrong. ...She's never been here before. You're a man, you have to take good care of Auntie, understand?" Seeing his mother's anxious expression, Mingxu, despite his confusion, accepted reality and saw his mother out. Yanrong was about to come into the room. Binglan said, "Yanrong, I'll cancel this room as soon as I get back. I'll ask Mingxu to check into your place. Is that alright?"

Yanrong clearly saw Binglan winking at her and understood immediately. "Sure, he's my own nephew, what's the problem? Okay, I'll see you off and then help Mingxu check out." Binglan turned to Mingxu and said, "Listen to your aunt, okay? Don't make your aunt angry, take good care of her!" Mingxu was still a little confused, and just kept nodding.

Binglan actually got into the taxi with very complicated feelings. Looking at Mingxu and Yanrong waving at her from behind, she even felt a kind of indescribable sadness!

Mingxu consciously carried his luggage into Yanrong's room. Yanrong, of course, still said reservedly, "Your mother is gone, and I'm not familiar with this place, so I'll just have to make do." "It's okay, Aunt Yanrong, my mother said to do whatever you want." "Heh, you're all grown up now, a real man, your way of speaking is different!" "No way..." Yanrong's words made Mingxu feel embarrassed.

After checking out of the hotel, the two went to the Qingxi Waterfall in the back mountain. Without his mother's invisible pressure, Mingxu was much more lively, chatting and laughing all the way.

Yanrong followed slowly behind, thinking, "Young people are so healthy. I almost have to support my back to walk, but this young man is perfectly fine." Then she thought, "Kids are really kids. He was clinging to his mother last night, and he's already forgotten about her today."

She couldn't help but think about what to do that night.

With Binglan gone, she had become the main character. She had thought about it for a long time last night and came up with a rough plan, but she didn't know if it would actually work out or even succeed.

Chapter 23

Back in the room, it was almost 7 o'clock. After a quick wash, the two went to the restaurant for dinner.

"Let's have some drinks!" Yanrong said. This was a plan she had thought of long ago; a little alcohol could provide a reasonable explanation for many things.

"You... does your aunt drink too?" "I don't usually drink, but I'm too tired today, so I'll have a little. Mingxu, how's your alcohol tolerance?" "It's alright, I used to drink a little often in college." Mingxu never gave a definitive answer.

“You drink often, so your alcohol tolerance must be pretty good. Let’s have a drink with Auntie tonight, and then go to bed early, you’re too tired.” The two ordered some food and drinks and sat by the window in the hotel, resting and eating.

Yan Rong doesn’t usually drink much, but she can still hold her liquor, and Ming Xu, at his age, can indeed drink a bit. Before long, they had downed about seven or eight ounces of liquor and almost finished their food. Yan Rong could feel her face burning and thought she couldn’t drink anymore. So she asked, “Are you full?” After the afternoon’s sightseeing and dinner, Ming Xu was less reserved around Yan Rong. “Yes, I’m full.” “If you’re full, you should go back and shower. We’re going to the hot springs tomorrow morning, right? I wonder what they’re like?” “I heard the hot springs here aren’t that great!” Back in the room, Ming Xu slumped into a chair, holding the remote control in his hand.

Yan Rong was preoccupied, but she proceeded methodically according to her plan. While taking out her pajamas from under her pillow, she said, "I'll go change into pajamas first. You should change when you come back too, it'll be more comfortable in the room." Yan Rong went into the bathroom, took off her cardigan and shirt, and looked at herself in the mirror. She was quite satisfied with her body, at least compared to Bing Lan. She was quite confident; Bing Lan was a bit chubby, while she was fine—not too thin, just right. She had a little bit of fat on her lower abdomen, but not too much. Her bra-supported breasts made her quite proud, though she wasn't sure if her figure could attract Ming Xu.

She took off her pants and changed into the pajamas.

These pajamas were carefully selected from her own shop; they were white silk nightgowns, though a little see-through.

Normally, Yan Rong wouldn't dare wear such clothes, so wearing them here definitely had a purpose. Looking at herself in them, she blushed slightly. Her black bra was clearly visible in the mirror. The bra straps were also showing above her shoulders, barely concealing her figure, and even her white floral panties were faintly visible.

Damn, it's impossible not to cause trouble!

After hesitating for a moment, he still walked out of the house.

Mingxu was startled when he saw her. His mouth almost gaped open… He never expected such a scene: Aunt Yanrong was standing in front of him wearing an almost semi-transparent nightgown. My God, he could almost see Aunt Yanrong's bra and the deep cleavage created by her fair breasts without even trying; it was enough to make Mingxu's nose bleed.

He really hadn't expected Aunt Yanrong to dress like this, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Yanrong saw Mingxu's embarrassment; she was actually quite nervous and embarrassed herself, and quickly said, "Mingxu, I didn't know you were moving in. This dress… hehe… seems a little inappropriate, do you mind?" Mingxu hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, Auntie, I… don't mind." He almost made a great effort to keep his voice calm, but his eyes hardly left her body.

Mingxu had initially thought Aunt Yanrong was a rather conservative woman, but he hadn't expected her to be dressed so...sexily. This middle-aged woman in Mingxu's eyes exuded a mature aura. Her skin was fair and smooth, with few wrinkles, and a rosy blush on her cheeks—whether from drinking or shyness, he couldn't tell. Her eyes held an indescribable kindness, yet also a hint of reserve.

Her hair was styled in a bun, further enhancing her intellectual air, revealing a long, delicate neck, as white as lotus roots. Her body, beneath the sheer fabric, wasn't thin, but rather very well-proportioned. The breasts, barely visible beneath her black bra, stood proudly erect, sparking the imagination—what beautiful images lay beneath.

Mingxu even caught a glimpse of her white panties, adorned with delicate floral patterns… Mingxu's physical reaction was swift and intense. He was thankful he was sitting on the edge of the bed, not standing in front of Aunt Yanrong; otherwise, it would have been even more awkward.

"What are you looking at! You're making Auntie embarrassed," Yanrong said, half-scoldingly. This wasn't a lie; she felt Mingxu's eyes were fixed on her, as if they were burning her.

Startled by the shout, Mingxu quickly looked away, and after a moment, stammered, "Aunt Yanrong, you're so pretty." His voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Looking at Mingxu's face, which was as red as a monkey's bottom, Yanrong was genuinely excited. She felt like she was teasing this naive child, and she certainly enjoyed hearing the praise from him. "Pretty? Pretty in what way?" she replied, her words still devoid of any flirtation, maintaining her composure.

Mingxu hadn't expected her question. He glanced at Yanrong and said, "You're both beautiful, both beautiful." "Haha..." Yanrong laughed happily, "You child, you've never seen a woman before. Auntie is so old, how could I still be beautiful?" Mingxu said earnestly, "Auntie Yanrong, I think you have a kind of temperament, a very... beautiful temperament."

"Oh dear, I really am quite old, about the same age as your mother. You young people all like young beauties. We at this age really aren't that pretty, let alone have any temperament!" Although she was happy, she still had to be modest.

"But, I'm telling you, women your age and my mother both have a kind of temperament that's different from young women." Mingxu was speaking from the heart. She looked very serious. "

I'm not as beautiful as your mother... Sigh, Mingxu, tell me, who's prettier, me or your mother?" She deliberately stirred things up. Mingxu

felt it was too difficult to compare, it wouldn't be good to say either of them, "I don't know... You're both beautiful, you really are both beautiful."

"You don't know? You see your mother every day, don't you know if she's beautiful or not?" There was a hidden meaning in her words, but she tried to keep her expression as natural as possible.

Mingxu didn't catch the hidden meaning in her words and hurriedly explained, "My mom is a little fatter than Auntie, but she's very pretty." "You're good at talking, you don't offend anyone. Okay, go take a shower, I'll shower after you're done." Mingxu's penis was still erect. He didn't dare to stand up, so he turned around, squatted on the ground, and opened his luggage, pretending to rummage for a change of clothes to make himself feel normal. However, his penis showed no sign of softening, so he put the clothes around his waist, pretended to be nonchalant, and went into the bathroom.

Yanrong was such a clever woman; this little action couldn't be hidden from her. As Mingxu walked past her, she saw his embarrassed state at a glance. She wanted to laugh, but her heart was pounding.

Mingxu's shower wasn't to relieve fatigue, but to reduce his lust. After the surging emotions of the morning and evening, he didn't want to be so aroused by Aunt Yanrong again today. But he didn't dare to take any initiative with Aunt Yanrong; it might cause trouble.

His head ached a little from drinking, but it seemed that the fatigue in his body had subsided quite a bit because of the alcohol. After quickly taking a shower, he said to Yanrong, who was watching TV, "Auntie, I'm done showering, you can go now." Then he crawled into bed, wanting to fall asleep as soon as possible so nothing bad would happen!

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, a scream suddenly came from the bathroom!

Mingxu sat up abruptly, not knowing what had happened. But he had definitely heard Aunt Yanrong scream!

He didn't know what to do. He listened carefully and could clearly hear someone groaning in the bathroom; it couldn't be anyone else, it must be Aunt Yanrong.

He rushed to the bathroom door, about to push it open, but then thought better of it and cautiously asked, "Aunt Yanrong, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Yanrong was sitting on the floor, which was, of course, part of her plan. Hearing Mingxu's question, she pretended to be in pain and said, "I fell." "Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?" Mingxu asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's nothing... I just twisted my leg." She said, propping herself up, but deliberately sitting back down, and seemed to groan in pain.

"Slowly stand up, holding onto the wall. Be careful," Mingxu could only ask tentatively.

She tried again, of course, without success, and said helplessly, "Why don't you come in and help me up?" Although her voice was soft, Mingxu heard her clearly. He really didn't know what to do at this moment. After a slight hesitation, he thought he should go in.

When he went in, he saw that Aunt Yanrong was indeed slumped on the ground, completely naked. One hand was covering her breasts, and the other was covering her lower body. However, a large part of her breasts was still exposed, only the two nipples were covered, while her snow-white lower body was firmly covered.

Mingxu's penis jumped up reflexively. It was instinct, he couldn't help it!

"Oh dear, I'm really old, I can't even stand up!" Yanrong offered a weak explanation for her behavior!

Mingxu stood at the door, but couldn't take a step.

"I'm probably just too tired today; my back and legs won't cooperate," Yan Rong continued, self-deprecatingly, then looked at Ming Xu and said, "Give me a hand from behind." Ming Xu obediently went behind her and reached out to support Yan Rong under her armpits. This gesture, of course, resulted in him touching Yan Rong's breasts. Both of them felt as if they'd been electrocuted!

Mingxu's breathing was heavy. This was such a sudden experience; he was almost completely unprepared. The moment his hand touched that soft breast, every pore on his body opened up!

Although Yanrong was somewhat prepared, the instant the man's hand touched her breast, she couldn't help but shudder.

Mingxu gritted his teeth and helped Yanrong up.

Yanrong seemed genuinely injured, limping forward.

Mingxu said, "Let me help you over there," his voice trembling.

Yanrong didn't speak, and Mingxu helped her into the room.

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