"Xiao Chen, are you and Shiyi...?"
Aunt Lin turned around, her eyes blazing.
I stiffened, my heart pounding wildly, flustered and frightened, "What? What about me and Sister Shiyi?"
"Do you... not like Shiyi? She is so young and beautiful!"
"But Sister Shiyi, doesn't she have a husband? She's also older than me!"
"Not by much. Back then, she moved into your place earlier than me and has been living there until now. Sometimes when she talks about you, I just feel..."
"No, that's not it! Maybe we are just good friends!"
"That may be true! Because of Haoyang, Shiyi has suffered a lot, and it was you and me who accompanied her. I'm just afraid that she... fell for you!" said Aunt Lin, her voice trembling.
Her stunning face flushed even deeper, as if she was very ashamed.
Her creamy buttocks quivered, and inside there was a surge...
