Chapter 83 Are all rich women so fierce? (Subscribe, 55)

At this time, there was a strange atmosphere in the bedroom. They maintained a relatively silent silence and could even hear each other's heartbeat. The pretty rich woman hurriedly lifted the pillow and looked at the little rascal who was touching her legs in panic. For a moment, her whole body almost broke apart.

This brat actually dared to tear my stockings!

We had agreed that I would just touch him a few times and give him a few kisses at most, but in the end he actually tore off my stockings. Is he... tired of living?

Zheng Yanru suppressed her anger and asked coldly, "You little rascal, give your aunt a reason not to beat you. Think about it carefully. If the reason is not sufficient, don't even think about leaving the bedroom alive tonight."

Facing the death threat from the rich woman, Yu Xiaocheng did not panic, but replied calmly: "It is well known that stockings are meant to be torn."

"you put."

The rich woman almost swore, but luckily she didn't say the last word. She breathed heavily and quickly, and said angrily, "Don't play puns with me. I won't buy it. You must explain to me why you ruined my stockings for no reason. You said you would touch and kiss me twice."

Facing the persistent rich lady, Yu Xiaocheng thought briefly, analyzed calmly, hesitated to speak, and then explained seriously: "Do you think I'm a pervert? No, no, no. I just want to make each other more interesting. A master once said that simple love talks will make people tired. We need to add various seasonings in the middle to prolong the shelf life of love."

The rich woman narrowed her eyes and asked viciously, "Which master?"

"its me!"

"That's what I said." Yu Xiaocheng replied with a smile.

Zheng Yanru almost couldn't catch her breath. She clenched her fists tightly and said with gritted teeth, "You damned bastard, I used to think you were a gentleman, but now you are getting more and more perverted. I am so angry. Other people's boyfriends love them in every way, but why do you seem to be dating me just to satisfy some...some weird ideas for you?"

"hey hey"

"If you say that, I'll be sad." Yu Xiaocheng pouted and said with a wronged look, "Okay, okay, I'm already angry and I can't be appeased. Unless you dance in hip-wrapped stockings, I will never forgive you in my life."

"roll!"

Zheng Yanru kicked someone down and said with a face full of shame and anger: "You are getting more and more demanding. Do you still have me as your aunt in your eyes?"

Yu Xiaocheng got up from the ground, looked at her furious mother and best friend, and said politely, "I was wondering why you have no sense of humor. I was just teasing you. No wonder everyone in the company is so afraid of you."

The rich woman glared at him and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense to me. Do you believe that I will beat you to death?"

"I do not believe."

Yu Xiaocheng shook his head.

Oops
It really makes me mad!

How did I fall in love with him? The key is that I love him to the point where I can’t help myself.

Zheng Yanru sighed deeply, stretched out her hand to pull him back to her side, then threw herself into his arms, complaining angrily: "I thought I had found my Mr. Right, but I didn't expect him to be a little pervert. You said you were a good gentleman, but why did you become a filthy little bastard?"

"I don't know either"

Yu Xiaocheng sniffed the scent of shampoo in the rich lady's hair and replied softly, "If you really want me to give you an answer, I think it's probably you who made me childish."

"nonsense!"

"I didn't." The rich woman pursed her lips and retorted unhappily.

"I haven't finished yet." Yu Xiaocheng smiled, and then explained with deep affection: "I saw a saying on the Internet that men only become children in front of the person they love the most. Maybe that's the case with me."

In front of the one you love most.
The rich woman muttered to herself, her emotions flooding, and she couldn't help but lean into his arms again, saying softly, "You keep saying one thing after another to coax me, but I really like these sweet words."

finished,

She raised her head, gently pinched his cheek, and murmured, "Do you have enough money? Do you want Auntie to give you some more?"

"Enough is enough."

Yu Xiaocheng said hurriedly: "Don't give me any more. I can't spend that much, and I'm quite rich."

"That's just a few bucks."

The rich woman rolled her eyes at him, and said with a hint of arrogance, "Auntie will spoil you anyway."

Yu Xiaocheng hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously, "Can you change the way you pamper me? Don't use money. That's too vulgar. You might as well just use your body. I'm easily overwhelmed by lust. As long as you put on stockings and a suspender skirt, and then twist a few times in front of me, I'll give in immediately."

Zheng Yanru burst out laughing. This slutty feeling was really cute. Then she reached out and gently pinched his cheek, angrily saying, "You are such a little hooligan."

In the following time, the two chatted about all kinds of private things, but they were basically some cheesy love words, and most of them were said by Yu Xiaocheng to Zheng Yanru. In just ten minutes, the rich woman was almost drunk by the love words, and her face was flushed with happiness.

"little rascal"

"Do you think we will both be struck to death by lightning?" The rich woman curled up in his arms and whispered, "I am your mother's best friend, and you are my father's adopted brother. I am sorry to your mother, and you are sorry to my father."

"How about we break up?" Yu Xiaocheng suggested.

The rich aunt frowned, punched him hard in the chest, and said angrily: "You said last night that you would accompany me until the end of my life. Only one day has passed, and you have forgotten your promise to me?"

"hiss"

"Can you please be gentle?"

Yu Xiaocheng touched the place where he had been hit hard, and said bitterly: "You hit me with your fists all the time. I am made of flesh and will be broken."

"Humph!"

The rich woman adjusted her position and said angrily, "Beat you to death, you little bastard."

Yu Xiaocheng touched her twice, then let go of her mother and best friend, and said softly, "It's almost time for me to go back."

The rich woman was a little reluctant, biting her lips lightly, and murmured, "At least have dinner before going back." "No."

"Go back early and let your best friend calm down as soon as possible." Yu Xiaocheng replied.

Zheng Yanru didn't dare to say anything, after all, her best friend was his biological mother.

After sending the little rascal to the door of the house, the rich lady suddenly thought of something and hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute, I will give you a gift."

After saying that, she hurried back to the bedroom. After a while, she came out of the bedroom again, walked to the little rascal, stuffed a pair of torn stockings she had just taken off into Yu Xiaocheng's arms, then stood on tiptoe, leaned close to his ear, and said tenderly
"These are the stockings that Auntie just wore. Auntie is not with you tonight. If you miss Auntie, take out the stockings and smell them."

Before Xiao Cheng could react, he was pushed out of the door by the rich aunt.

At this time, Zheng Yanru was standing behind the door, breathing heavily. Shame had already run through her whole body. She slowly raised her hands and stroked her cheeks.

Oh my god, it’s so hot!

I would actually do such a thing.

etc.
It seems that this is not the first time I have done this, right?
Just when the pretty rich woman was hesitating, a voice suddenly came from her cell phone. She picked it up and saw that it was from the little bad guy.

Yu Xiaocheng: Do you have any underwear?

The rich woman blushed instantly. If she remembered correctly, she had actually given it to him.

Still a super sexy pair of underwear.

Zheng Yanru pursed her lips, picked up her phone and typed tremblingly.

Zheng Yanru: We’ll talk about it later
Yu Xiaocheng returned home and looked at the empty house, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He went to the kitchen, found a bucket of noodles in the refrigerator, washed some vegetables, and then made himself a bowl of noodles.

at this time,

There was a sound of the door unlocking, and then I saw my mother coming back from outside.

The mother and son looked at each other, and Yu Xiaocheng saw that his mother's expression was darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her facial features were almost twisted into a ball, especially her eyes, which were full of anger.

"You still know how to go home?"

Chu Fang said with a sullen face, in a cold tone.

"mom"

"Accident!"

"It's really another accident."

Yu Xiaocheng smiled awkwardly and said, "I definitely won't do that next time."

"That's what you said last time!" Chu Fang yelled angrily, "You little brat not only hung up on me, you also turned off your phone. Are you planning to rebel?"

Chu Fang became more and more angry as she spoke. She quickly walked to her son, grabbed his ear, and said angrily, "What on earth were you doing last night? Tell me the truth."

"Ouch yo"

"It hurts!"

Yu Xiaocheng tilted his head, grimacing in pain, and begged desperately, "Mom, be gentle, I'm your own son!"

"Don't talk to me about this." Chu Fang said unhappily, "Hurry up and tell me the truth."

"Go, go, go."

"I'll confess everything." Yu Xiaocheng replied hurriedly.

After Chu Fang let go of her son, she sat down next to him and said coldly, "Speak! Explain it to me clearly!"

Yu Xiaocheng rubbed his ears and replied helplessly: "In fact, you know very well that your son didn't come home at night, what else could have happened."

Chu Fang frowned, and then she saw her son's bulging trouser pockets, which felt very suspicious. She reached out and touched them.

结果
Pull out a pair of stockings.

Chu Fang looked at the pair of black stockings in her hand, then glanced at her son beside her, and her head was buzzing for a moment.

"oops!"

"You brat!"

"Why did you take back someone else's stockings?" Chu Fang pinched her son's waist and scolded him with a face full of shame and anger: "And they were a pair of torn stockings."

"I didn't take it, she...she forced it on me." Yu Xiaocheng shrank his head and answered innocently.

Chu Fang was stunned and slowly let go of her hands, her brows filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Are all the rich women nowadays so fierce?
and many more!

How come this is completely opposite to the image described by my bestie?

No no no!

Tomorrow I will take this pair of stockings to confront my best friend. Is she a real rich woman?
(End of this chapter)