Li Chen raised his head and looked at Aunt Qing below him, her face flushed with a deep red.
Glancing at the two full mounds just within reach, how could he not realize where his face had just been buried?
From this close distance, he also noticed that Aunt Qing wasn't wearing a bra, and both nipples were clearly visible.
Unlike Shen Mengxue, Jiang Qing's body was fuller, softer.
Fragrance wafted all around.
Having not found release during the day, and now stimulated like this, Li Chen felt an even fiercer burning of desire.
His lower body swelled again, as if about to split apart.
"Ah!"
A moan escaped from Jiang Qing's mouth.
She felt a hot, huge presence pressing against her private part, and when she twisted her body, the sensation became even more pronounced, making her involuntarily cry out.
"Xiao Chen, you..."
As someone with experience, Aunt Qing quickly realized what it was.
Shock, tinged with a blush of shyness, spread across her face, but to any perceptive person, the shock was clearly more pronounced than the shyness.
Li Chen noticed it, too.
He subconsciously looked down and saw that Aunt Qing's sleep dress had somehow been hoisted to her waist, revealing black panties that enveloped that mysterious zone.
The pale, plump buttocks and the lovely legs were now fully exposed.
And his lower body was pressing right into that mysterious zone.
"Aunt Qing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful, I couldn't hold back, I didn't do it on purpose."
Li Chen hurriedly got up.
Aunt Qing was his elder, and had always been so kind to him, how could he do such a thing?
Contrary to his expectations, Jiang Qing was not angry but smiled instead, "How could Aunt Qing be as good as you say? I'm old, I can't compare to you youngsters."
"Aunt Qing is far from old. In my heart, you are much more beautiful than those young girls."
"Really?"
Jiang Qing's smile blossomed like a flower.
No matter the age, women are always unable to resist compliments about their beauty.
"Mhm!"
This was not a lie from Li Chen.
In his heart, Aunt Qing was a woman full of charm, incomparable to those young girls.
Of course, his sister-in-law excluded.
Jiang Qing sat up, casually pulled down her hoisted sleep dress, and settled back on the bed.
Her beautiful, intriguing face revealed a faint smile, her eyes fixated on the huge object that had pressed against her private part, as if wanting to burst through the tent that was straining to hold it, to reveal its grandeur.
How could it be so big?
She thought of Han Yue, Yueyue must be so blissful, right?
With that thought, her body involuntarily responded with sensation.
Li Chen naturally noticed those burning, longing eyes.
The words Aunt Qing had said to Shen Mengxue crossed his mind—Aunt Qing must be very lonely to be acting like this!
With all the care she had shown him, if he could help her, why shouldn't he?
Once this idea took hold, it refused to leave his mind.
All he could think about was pouncing on Aunt Qing, possessing her, bringing her pleasure—and in doing so, satisfying himself as well. Wouldn't that be perfect?
At that moment, Li Chen had a crazed look in his eyes.
The body that had been at the edge of the bed now leaned toward Jiang Qing, and his hands grasped her arms.
"Xiao Chen, what... what are you doing?" Jiang Qing's voice trembled.
"Aunt Qing, hasn't Uncle Han come back?" Li Chen asked, panting heavily.
"The company has been busy lately; he and Brother Zhenhua are on a business trip. They won't be back for the next few days."
The room was filled with an ambiguous and charming atmosphere.
The two bodies leaning together, it was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.
"Xiao Chen, if you're fine, Aunt Qing is going to rest."
Jiang Qing's face was fiercely hot.
This was Yueyue's boyfriend, how could she entertain such thoughts?
Even though she was a stepmother, in some sense, she was also his future mother-in-law.
This... this was inappropriate!
She felt she should leave this place, but her feet were hard to move.
"Aunt Qing, do you have back pain? Is that why you almost fell when you got up? I know some massage techniques. Let me give you a rub!"
Li Chen reached out to Jiang Qing's lower back. When he had caught her earlier, he had already figured out the issue.
"It's late, let's... let's not," Jiang Qing said, her heartbeat speeding up as she shifted slightly to the side.
"Your lumbar spine has parts that are protruding. If you don't get treatment soon, the pain will only get worse. If you wait too long, it might even affect your ability to walk normally!"
The smooth sensation slipped away from his fingertips, and Li Chen didn't persist. He simply smiled and said.
"Then... then okay," Jiang Qing hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Reason told her she should leave, but a voice inside her was incessantly urging her to stay.
Xiao Chen just wants to treat you. Let him rub you, and the pain in your body will ease. It's all out of kindness; how can you refuse?
"Aunt Qing, you get on the bed first. It's larger there, and more convenient for massaging."
"Oh... oh, okay!"
Jiang Qing's neck was flushed red, she kicked off her white jade slippers, and climbed onto the soft bed.
Li Chen's heart raced even more. He hadn't expected to persuade Aunt Qing so easily. With an excited heart, he moved closer.
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