Chapter 52 Your son is very strong, I am very satisfied
Plop, plop, plop.
The pretty, mature and wealthy woman nestled in someone's arms, her heart, which had been lonely for more than 30 years, was now beating rapidly, especially the faint smell of cigarettes on the little rascal, and his strong and sturdy chest. Everything was paralyzing her consciousness. The sudden courage she had before had long since disappeared, leaving only the shame that kept gushing out from the bottom of her heart.

However, shame aside, the feeling of nestling in a man's arms made her unable to extricate herself.

I really want time to freeze and stay at this moment forever.

Feeling the warmth from his body, feeling his strong chest, feeling the incomparable sense of security, Zheng Yanru's eyes were already filled with mist, and her blurred eyes were filled with a kind of unspeakable tenderness.

"Don't move. Let your aunt hug you. Your mother and I met too late, and I never hugged you when you were a child. Now I want to hug you when you grow up." The mature and wealthy aunt is deceiving herself. In fact, the reason is not like this.
After dinner, the little rascal hugged her tightly in his arms. The feeling was like a taste of sweetness, which forced the rich woman to do such an irrational behavior. She wanted to relive that feeling again and needed to use that feeling to fill the loneliness in her heart. Of course, she had also thought of the reason, which was what I said before.

"little rascal"

"Why do you stink so badly?" The pretty rich lady frowned, bit her red lips, and muttered to herself, "It's all the smell of cigarettes. It's so awful."

"I haven't taken a shower yet. I'll take a shower after I finish solving the equation." Yu Xiaocheng answered softly, while his hand quietly touched the rich woman's waist, trying to hug her tightly. However, as soon as he had this thought, the sensitive rich woman noticed it.

"I told you not to move!"

Zheng Yanru frowned and said angrily, "Put your hand back, you little rascal!"

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"This is not fair!"

Yu Xiaocheng said dissatisfiedly: "Why can you hug me but I can't hug you? Aren't men and women equal these days?"

The rich woman curled her lips and said unhappily, "Haven't you hugged me before? And you hugged me in front of your mother. And... you little rascal actually used me as a shield. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I really want to bite you to death, you little rascal!"

Yu Xiaocheng smiled awkwardly and said cautiously: "I've already been punished by you, why are you still bringing this up?"

"Humph!"

"Auntie has always been so good to you, but in the most dangerous moment, you pushed her away and lived on in misery." As the rich woman spoke, her originally delicate face was shrouded in resentment, and one hand silently touched someone's waist and twisted a part of the soft flesh fiercely.

In an instant,
The heart-wrenching pain swept through his body, almost making him scream out.

At this time,

Zheng Yanru let go of the little rascal, raised her hand and tapped his forehead with her green jade fingers, angrily saying: "Be good! Be obedient! Don't make Auntie angry again."

As soon as the words fell,
Then he turned and left, leaving Yu Xiaocheng standing there, smelling the lingering fragrance of the mature woman in the air.

tsk tsk.
This woman is becoming more and more charming!
The pretty, mature and wealthy aunt quietly sneaked into her best friend's bedroom, tiptoed to the edge of the bed, gently lifted the quilt, and was about to lie down when suddenly, a hazy murmur came to her ears, which scared Zheng Yanru so much that she trembled all over.

"Where did you go?"

Chu Fang closed her eyes and asked in a daze.

Looking at her sleepy best friend, the rich woman felt relieved. She pursed her lips and replied quietly, "She went to have an affair with your son."

"Dead girl"

"It's getting worse. Go to bed quickly."

Chu Fang turned over, subconsciously pulled the quilt, and then fell asleep again.

The rich woman crawled into bed, stared at the ceiling quietly with eyes wide open, while her thoughts were still in the second bedroom. She didn't know what had gone wrong for her to actually throw herself into the arms of the little rascal, and most importantly, she couldn't help but hug his waist.

Damn
How shameful! How could I be like this?
The rich woman realized it later and felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling all over her body. She hurriedly hugged the remaining half of the quilt, buried her head in the quilt, and twisted her body slightly, as if only in this way could she relieve the endless shame.

at this time,

The charging phone rang, and the head buried in the quilt slowly raised up. Then he turned over and reached out for his phone. It was a WeChat message from the little bad boy next door.

Yu Xiaocheng: I'm going to take a shower.

Zheng Yanru: Yes.

Putting her phone back, the pretty rich woman lay on the bed. The original feeling of ants crawling all over her body was gone, but new confusion appeared again. She didn't know what was going on. The image of someone's strong body always flashed in her mind, especially after experiencing it herself just now.
If I had just touched it twice, it would have been fine.
Such a muscular little rascal must feel very comfortable to touch.

As soon as this shy thought came to her mind, the rich woman's face turned red and even a little hot.

OMG!

Why is your mind full of so many things?

The pretty rich woman found it a little hard to accept, but no matter how much she denied it, the fact was that the reserved woman she once was was no longer there, and in her place was an impulsive, lonely, isolated, and even hungry woman.

"sister"

"what should I do?"

Zheng Yanru turned over, looked at Chu Fang who had her back to her, and said to herself bitterly, "I seem to have really fallen."

Facing her best friend's inner thoughts, the sleeping Chu Fang was completely unaware and continued to lie there quietly.

"I don't know why."

"I was just trying to deal with my family's urging to get married, but before I knew it, in just a few days, I seemed to have developed a certain kind of feeling towards your son."

Zheng Yanru turned over and lay flat on the big bed, muttering to herself, "A feeling of wanting to rely on and be loved."

"Do you find it incredible? I find it incredible too!"

"He is your biological son, I am your sister, and I am even his aunt, but the result is..." Zheng Yanru bit her lip, her brows full of shame, and murmured: "If you just want to find a place for your soul to rest, it seems understandable, but the problem is that I...I...anyway, your son is very strong, and I am very satisfied with it."

Speaking of which,
The pretty mature rich woman, who was filled with shame, couldn't help but hug half of the quilt tightly, burying her hot face deeply in it, and squirming slightly as before.

The result was at this moment,

The bedroom door slowly opened.
Yu Xiaocheng, who originally wanted to invite the rich woman for a midnight snack, saw Zheng Yanru squirming on the bed in the light of the living room. He was stunned for a moment.

"Aunt Zheng?"

"What are you doing?"

The squirming pretty rich woman suddenly heard a familiar voice, raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice
In a quiet environment,

The two of them were staring at each other through a door.

(End of this chapter)