Seeing Aunt Ouyang again, my mind grew somewhat hazy. Before me, she was sexy and slender, graceful and elegant, with a gentle demeanor that occasionally carried a hint of girlish playfulness. Yet behind that facade, she was domineering to the extreme, like an ancient queen, looking down upon everything and commanding submission.
Especially when I saw Aunt Ouyang's exposed, beautiful feet earlier, my mind suddenly flashed with the image of her delicate, pale toes, painted with red nail polish, being stuffed into Zhao Chenyu's mouth.
These sudden flashes left me momentarily stunned, my gaze fixed blankly on Aunt Ouyang.
"What's wrong, do you think Auntie looks good, sweetie?" Aunt Ouyang took light, graceful steps, slowly walking toward me. When she reached me, she swayed gently, elegantly turning in a circle.
"Ah... uh... yes, you look good! Really good!" I stammered in response, my eyes fixed on Aunt Ouyang's breathtaking figure while my mind kept replaying the image of her riding on Zhao Chenyu's body. The two images tangled together, fighting endlessly, as if the "original residents" in my mind were trying to drive out the newly arrived "newcomers."
"What's wrong with you? You seem really uncomfortable. Xuanman said you didn't sleep well last night, and she was just comforting Jingyan. What's going on, my little Yu sweetie?" Aunt Ouyang shifted her hips and sat down beside me, one arm wrapping around mine as she leaned her upper body against me, not minding in the slightest that my arm, pressed against her soft breasts, had already brushed against her two sensitive little peaks.
Aunt Ouyang's delicate face rested against my shoulder, her rosy lips lightly whispering a sentence into my ear that left me utterly stunned: "Did you go on a date with some other girl last night?"
"Ah!!" I hurriedly leaned back, dodging while waving my hands in panic.
"No, no, how could I!" But I saw Aunt Ouyang's face break into a sly, teasing smile.
"Alright, Auntie is just teasing me again..." I muttered.
"What do you mean 'again'? What do you mean 'teasing'? Tell me?" Aunt Ouyang flipped over, her jade-like legs straddling me as she sat on top of me.
"I... I was just talking nonsense. Please pretend you didn't hear it..." I turned my head away, not daring to look at her, but Aunt Ouyang's lower body was rubbing back and forth against me. Through the thin layers of fabric, I could even feel the shape of her labia.
I could only desperately try to suppress it, to keep the blood from flowing in that direction. But if it didn't flow there, it could only flow to my face, which grew hotter and hotter...
"What's wrong, still so shy? Are you still angry with Auntie over what happened last time? Is my little Yu sweetie really that petty?" Aunt Ouyang leaned down, lying on top of me, pretending to be pitiful as she murmured.
"No, Auntie, even though you're at home, you're wearing too little..." I said.
"What's the matter? I'm in my own home, and I can wear whatever I want. Besides, your Uncle Qin isn't here, and your dad hasn't come either. You're the only man in the house. Tell me, who do you think Auntie is dressing up for?" Auntie Ouyang pressed her entire body against mine, her soft breasts rubbing back and forth against my chest, igniting an unbearable fire within me.
"Sweetie, did you make Jingyan angry?" Aunt Ouyang whispered in my ear.
"Yes..." I nodded softly.
"Do you want to know how to make her stop being angry?" Aunt Ouyang gently nibbled on my ear—coincidentally, on the opposite side from where Jingyan had bitten me.
"I do, Auntie, please teach me..." I nodded emphatically. I really wanted to know.
"Auntie will tell you..." Aunt Ouyang's voice, accompanied by her fragrant breath, brushed against my ear, making me unbearably ticklish. Then she continued, "Tonight, right on this bed, fuck her twice, and she'll behave... hehe..."
As soon as Aunt Ouyang finished speaking, I instantly responded with wide-eyed, open-mouthed shock.
What surprised me wasn't Aunt Ouyang suggesting I sleep with Jingyan, but the fact that she used the word "fuck" to describe her own daughter without any hesitation.
Aunt Ouyang, Aunt Ouyang... after more than twenty years of knowing you, how many more sides of you do I have yet to discover...
"Auntie, you..." I truly didn't know how to respond.
"What's wrong? Isn't that right? Also, Auntie wants to tell you, the condoms in Jingyan's bedroom have already been thrown away by me, and you're not allowed to prepare any either!" Aunt Ouyang said, pressing her cheek against mine.
"Auntie, you're just too..."
"Too what?"
"Too explicit..."
"Haha!" Aunt Ouyang laughed so hard her whole body trembled, her two small nipples rubbing against my chest, tickling me unbearably. Once she had laughed enough, her red lips pressed against my face as she whispered, "Then... I'll tell Jingyan you went on a date with another girl last night..."
"Don't! I didn't, I really didn't!" I hurriedly explained.
"Then kiss me..."
"Mmm~ uh..."
Before I could react, Aunt Ouyang's soft, red lips pressed against mine, her fragrant tongue like a child barging into an amusement park, recklessly exploring and playing inside my mouth.
I... had no choice but to accept.
"Mmm... uh! Hmm..." Aunt Ouyang's wavy hair cascaded down, brushing against my face, but I couldn't care less about the unbearable tickling because the warm, soft sensation from our lips completely overwhelmed it.
"Mmm..." Our lips parted. Opening my eyes, I was met with Aunt Ouyang's peach-blossom eyes, shimmering with spring-like tenderness. I had seen these eyes before—they only appeared like this in front of me.
"Sweetie..."
"Aunt Ouyang..." Before I could finish, Aunt Ouyang covered my mouth.
"Did you forget what we agreed? When it's just the two of us, what should you call me?"
"Lanlan..."
"Mmm!" Aunt Ouyang leaned on me again, kissed my cheek, and then whispered seductively in my ear, "Sweetie Xiaoyu, Lanlan's lips are only for you to kiss..."
Instantly, a warm, red-tinged sense of happiness, mingled with inexplicable pride, flooded my entire being.
"Lanlan..." I murmured, unsure of what else to say.
"Sweetie, kiss me again..."
Creak Knock knock knock!
Just as Aunt Ouyang was about to kiss me again, the sound of the door handle turning and knocking echoed from outside.
"Alright, go think about how to cheer up your little girlfriend." Auntie Ouyang brushed her hair back as she got off me. In the deliberate moment she lifted her nightgown and moved away, I thought I caught a glimpse of a small dark stain on her white lace panties.
"Coming!" Auntie Ouyang went to answer the door while I hurriedly wiped my mouth.
"Mom! Why did you lock the door?" Jingyan came in with her arms crossed, her lips downturned as she asked Auntie Ouyang helplessly.
"Oh my, look at that pout—you could hang a water bottle from it!" Auntie Ouyang pinched Jingyan's cheek and continued, "I was just persuading your little boyfriend to go comfort you, of course. What else could I be doing? Devouring him whole?"
"Mom, seriously..." Jingyan glanced nervously toward the hallway, then turned back, placing a hand over her ample chest as she sighed in relief. "Thank goodness Xuanman didn't follow..."
"Hehe, go on, go on... I'm off to find Auntie Liu." Auntie Ouyang slipped away in a flash.
After she left, Jingyan made no move to close the door.
"Jingyan..." I called out.
"What! Dinner! My young master!" Jingyan pouted and vanished just as quickly.
Only after they had both left did it dawn on me.
Why did Auntie Ouyang ask if I was dating another girl?
Damn... It must be Zhao Chenyu, that kid...
Here I am, not even having planted any informants around Auntie Ouyang, and I've already got one right beside me.
And then there's Chu Yun...
Unconsciously, a week had already passed. After October 1st, the weather grew colder.
Life as an engineering graduate student was tense and busy—group meetings, experiments, research. Sometimes I'd open a software program in the morning, pull up the signal waveform for a parameter in the project, and spend the whole day optimizing it... only to realize it was worse than when I started.
"Ahhh—" Standing in the empty, silent hallway, I raised my hands high and stretched deeply, freeing my mind from that damned program bug and letting it wander to other things.
Ever since I saw Auntie Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu having sex, the image of her riding him, mixed with unwanted fantasies, had frequently appeared in my dreams over the past week, leaving me restless and unsettled.
Jingyan had also been busy with her studies and research lately. Thanks to Auntie Ouyang's "brilliant idea," our little disagreement from before had been successfully resolved.
Another weekend arrived. I'd previously asked Mu Lingze to keep an eye out for me. In her occasional replies, she said she hadn't noticed anything unusual—Auntie Ouyang had been very busy too.
Although I'd visited Auntie Ouyang's company twice this week under the pretense of checking in, I still wasn't at ease. I figured I'd go see for myself, especially since today was the weekend—a sensitive time.
I checked the time: 5:30 p.m.
I opened the chat window with Mu Lingze again.
Me: "Are you there?"
Mu Lingze: "Just got off work. What's up? Want to grab dinner? My treat, as long as a handsome guy keeps me company, hehe."
I chuckled softly at her reply, then asked:
"What about Auntie Ouyang? Is she off work yet?"
Mu Lingze: "She wasn't when I left. I saw she was still working and asked if she needed help. She said no, mentioned she was letting Zhao Chenyu get familiar with the business."
Hearing those words, my heart skipped a beat.
I forced myself to stay calm and replied, "Alright, it's nothing..."
Mu Lingze: "Any plans for the weekend, handsome? Want me and my sister to hang out with you? Hehe..."
I knew she was teasing me. After a moment's thought, I replied, "Maybe next time. I still have some experiments to finish."
Mu Lingze: "Alright, go ahead and work then, graduate student—oh wait, I mean, research monk, hehe."
I chuckled and closed my phone, but it was just a brief laugh.
Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu... could they be... today?
No, I have to go check.
Arriving downstairs at Aunt Ouyang's company, I set my phone to silent again. After a moment's thought, I decided to enter through the back door.
Once again, I climbed the stairs step by step, but this time, I wasn't sure how I felt. What was I here for? To spy? To stop them? Or something else?
And what if I ran into Aunt Ouyang? If I did, I thought I should try to stop her from continuing with Zhao Chenyu.
Or maybe I could find an opportunity to tell Aunt Ouyang to kick Zhao Chenyu out.
Lost in thought, I reached the top floor.
I quietly opened the door and tiptoed inside as before, but when I saw the door to the lounge and the door to Aunt Ouyang's office, I wasn't sure which one to go to first...
Nonsense! Of course I know! I'm not a thief. I'll just act like before—I'm here to see Aunt Ouyang, so obviously, I should go to the office first!
I patted my head and strode confidently to the office door, knocking.
Knock, knock, knock.
No response...
Knock, knock, knock!
Still no response. Frowning, I pushed the door open.
The outer office was empty. Without hesitation, I walked straight into the inner office, not even bothering to knock.
Because I was afraid...
Truly afraid...
Afraid that they were really inside the inner office... and hadn't heard my knocking.
As I pushed the door open, I was about to call out "Ou..."
But the office was empty.
Where is everyone...
Didn't they just get off work? I checked the time—it wasn't even seven yet.
Could they have already...
I quietly closed the inner office door and returned to the outer office. Suddenly, I heard a faint whirring sound—Zhao Chenyu's computer was still on.
Almost as if guided by some unseen force, I walked over to his computer and moved the mouse. The screen lit up, displaying a spreadsheet.
But something felt off, really off.
I placed both hands on the keyboard, pressing "Ctrl+W" with my left hand while gently tapping the right arrow key with my right.
The desktop instantly switched, revealing a green-themed webpage in the browser—an interface for editing a post.
The website's name was—Conqueror Forum!
Conqueror Forum? Ever since I met that man named Yue Feng during National Day, I hadn't logged into that forum in a long time. After all, who knows if the stuff on there is real? Only a happy and fulfilling life is the real deal, so I never took that forum seriously.
But now things were different. Did Zhao Chenyu know about this forum too? No, it wasn't just that. Zhao Chenyu was on the editing page, which meant he was also a poster on this forum?
Frowning, I scrolled up with the mouse wheel. The title he was editing was called "Chenyu's Happy Sex Life Begins."
Seeing this title, my frown deepened even more. I quickly skimmed through the content, which included not only text but also photos—mostly taken by him during the National Day holiday, though all were blurred out, which gave me some relief.
As I scanned up and down, my eyes suddenly stopped at one particular line. There was a sentence that read:
"With so many women, the senior must not be able to handle them all by himself. I'll help him share the burden."
I read and reread those few dozen words, each one stabbing my eyes like needles. It felt as if I were watching a scene from the animal kingdom—on the vast grasslands, a hyena that had just been docile in front of a lion bared its fangs the moment the lion turned its gaze elsewhere.
I scrolled back to the top and found Zhao Chenyu's forum username in the profile section. The name was ridiculously cringey:
"Big Stick Brother Yu"
I memorized the name, but what was more urgent now was figuring out whether Auntie Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu were actually in the rest area and, more importantly, what they were doing there.
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