"Who would have thought, I actually kissed my girlfriend's stepmother," Su Li was completely dumbfounded.
Equally stunned was Chen Yun, who hadn't experienced the sensation of a kiss in many years. It was as if her youth had returned, as if she were not a wife, but a lovestruck girl, encountering the prince charming of her life.
Yes, as absurd as it was, Chen Yun felt this way right now.
The scenarios from idol dramas were playing out on her, creating a feeling of a racing heartbeat.
But this was, after all, reality. When a wayward hand with no place to rest suddenly seized her ample bosom, which even she couldn't entirely cover, an electric current surged through her body in an instant.
The tingling sensation made her heartbeat reach its peak, at the same time, it snapped the romantically deluded housewife back to her senses.
At the same time, a light moan escaped from her throat, she quickly tried to push herself up with both hands.
But only then did she realize that she had absolutely no strength.
Their lips, which had just separated slightly, came together once again.
Fortunately, this time Chen Yun, by sheer force of will, managed to divert slightly, her lips only landed on Zhang Yang's face before sliding to one side.
Zhang Yang also heard Chen Yun's weak voice, "Zhang Yang, do you have... do you have any sugar? Aunt Yun is having a hypoglycemic episode."
Only then did Zhang Yang understand what was happening. No wonder Chen Yun was about to faint without any warning.
He quickly rolled over, placed Chen Yun on the bed, then found a Want Want milk candy from Xiao Man's snack cabinet. Seeing that Chen Yun had no strength, he also didn't care about anything else and personally fed the candy into Chen Yun's mouth.
Watching Chen Yun close her eyes and relax, Zhang Yang's gaze unconsciously fell on her lips.
Thinking back to that kiss just now, Zhang Yang too felt an inexplicable throbbing.
Moving his eyes downward, due to the earlier commotion, the strap of Chen Yun's nightgown had slipped down to her arms.
The vast expanse of her white, voluptuous breasts was nearly fully exposed, one could even see the pink half-moons and the slightly swollen half grapes.
Zhang Yang's throat moved, and he stared, eyes wide.
Chen Yun's assets were truly massive, far beyond what Xia Xue and Xiao Man could compare to.
Such a body, full to bursting, was incredibly lethal.
Thinking back to that feel of softness his hand couldn't fully grasp just now, Zhang Yang felt a heat starting to build in his lower abdomen.
Added to that was the desire Xia Xue had stirred up, which had nowhere to go and was now rekindled.
At that moment, Zhang Yang even felt a bit tortured, feeling like his manhood was about to burst.
But at this time, Zhang Yang couldn't concern himself with these thoughts, as he rushed to make a cup of sugar water and brought it to Chen Yun's side.
Compared to candy, the sugar water would help Chen Yun recover faster.
To make it easier for Chen Yun to drink, Zhang Yang helped her sit up and lean against him as he fed her the sugar water.
But he had forgotten that his lower body was still in a rigid state and it pressed directly against Chen Yun's waist.
Zhang Yang saw Chen Yun's face turn red and thought it was because she was still catching her breath.
Until Chen Yun began to squirm and spoke in a shy whisper, "Zhang Yang, you... you're pressing against me."
Ah?!
Only then did Zhang Yang realize what was happening.
By then, Chen Yun had regained a bit of strength and managed to pull away from Zhang Yang's embrace.
However, when Chen Yun inadvertently glanced down at Zhang Yang's lower body, she let out a shocked exclamation, "So... big!"
Chen Yun's already blushing face instantly filled with astonishment and an embarrassment she hadn't felt in a long while.
At that moment, Zhang Yang felt somewhat embarrassed too, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Chen Yun's lower body.
Now, the two of them sat face-to-face on the bed, and because of the earlier tussle, Chen Yun's nightgown had ridden up, exposing her round, shapely legs, a sexy, alluring lace panty, encasing that equally plump and prominent secret garden.
Realizing where Zhang Yang's gaze had fallen, Chen Yun hurriedly pulled her skirt down.
Then she scolded him with a glare, "What are you looking at, you want to take advantage of Aunt Yun too?!"
Zhang Yang's face also turned red.
"Aunt Yun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just that you're so beautiful, Aunt Yun, I couldn't help myself."
When Chen Yun heard Zhang Yang's words, she felt inexplicably happy in her heart.
What woman doesn't want her beauty praised?
However, being somewhat older, Chen Yun understood that a young man like Zhang Yang would certainly have strong desires.
Seeing Zhang Yang's flustered appearance, she was not angry at all, but instead let out a giggle.
"You, you always have a sweet tongue. An auntie of my age, and you still talk about beauty."
Seeing Chen Yun smiling like a blossom, Zhang Yang also breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed Chen Yun wasn't really angry. His boldness grew a bit.
"Aunt Yun looks so young. In my eyes, you're just like Xiao Man's sister."
"And the most beautiful sister I have ever seen."
"Really?" Chen Yun didn't even realize that she cared a bit about how Zhang Yang saw her.
"Of course, I swear I'm telling the truth," Zhang Yang said with extreme sincerity.
"Alright now, why on earth would you swear?
Chen Yun scolded with a laught, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot compared with before.
Yet, in Chen Yun's beautiful eyes, she couldn't help but stare at the substantial bulge that had just pressed against her.
Those large underpants, bulging out so much... If Xiao Man's dad was like a cheap little tent, then Zhang Yang was definitely the luxury version of a big house.
Xiao Man must be really happy, unlike her and Xia Xue...
With that thought, Chen Yun felt sensations awakening in her body, her gaze turning even more intense.
Zhang Yang also noticed the changes in Chen Yun's expression.
Seeing her cheeks growing increasingly flushed, he couldn't help recalling the words Chen Yun had said to Xia Xue before; faced with an ineffectual father-in-law, Aunt Yun must be very lonely, otherwise, why would she lose her composure like this?
Poor Aunt Yun, such a beautiful woman, so caring towards him, if only he could help her.
Zhang Yang was startled by his own thoughts, feeling he was getting a bit too ahead of himself.
But once the idea formed, he found it difficult to dispel, and as he gazed at Chen Yun's ample bosom and the evident protruding nipples, he felt an urge to pounce on her.
Chen Yun was lonely, and he was just as eager to find an outlet.
Like dry kindling meeting an open flame, Zhang Yang could not control himself and grabbed Chen Yun's soft and tender hand.
It must be said, Chen Yun took exceptional care of herself, owning a beauty salon—her self-care had to be top-notch. Her hand really was very smooth and delicate.
Chen Yun, however, was startled by the redness in Zhang Yang's eyes. "Zhang Yang, what are you doing?"
Listening to Chen Yun's slightly trembling voice, Zhang Yang said in a somewhat heavy voice, "Aunt Yun, are you and Uncle Zhang happy?"
"What are you talking about? Your Uncle Zhang treats me very well. Except for some areas where he falls short, Aunt Yun is content."
But after saying that, Chen Yun regretted it. If she were truly content, why would she specially mention those things he "falls short" in?
The atmosphere in the room suddenly filled with ambiguity, their equally intense gazes locked onto each other.
Chen Yun suddenly felt that this could not go on, and thought about escaping.
But Zhang Yang suddenly spoke up, "Aunt Yun, don't be nervous. I just heard from Xiao Man that you always have back pain."
"Let me take a look for you."
Chen Yun paused, having indeed heard from Xiao Man that Zhang Yang had excellent skills in massage therapy, even mentioning that she should let Zhang Yang check her back when he had time.
Thinking about this, Chen Yun pressed down the agitation she had just felt and lay down on the bed.
"Well, in that case, I'll have to trouble you, Zhang Yang."
Zhang Yang let out a long breath; he had been so close to leaping at her just a moment ago. If he really had, he probably would have scared Chen Yun away.
However, at this moment, watching that exquisite figure, Zhang Yang licked his dry lips, his heart beating excitedly as he moved closer.