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——Oh no, my heart is moved!
The old lady's head tilted like this, maybe she's just pretending?
She is counter attacking me!
She must think that this posture is the most lethal body language to me!
She must have thought I would fall in love with her like this!
Oh, woman!
I will never be fooled!
Iinuma Isao's mind was in a mess, and there was a primitive impulse in his heart that urged him to take the next step.
Especially when his attention was focused on the old aunt's lips, those charming rosy lips, slightly opened, the small and soft pink tip of the tongue was faintly visible... what tempting red lips.
He couldn't help but lower his head, and his aunt's warm, moist breath blew softly on his face.
Ahhh, I really want to kiss you...
The boy's breathing became more and more rapid, and his messy mind was arguing fiercely with himself.
Angels and demons, fight!
The old aunt, who had caused the boy's inner conflict, tried hard to recall but couldn't remember anything, so she decided not to think about it anymore.
Let bygones be bygones.
For example, the relationship between me and Ah Xun...
It should have passed.
Letting him play with my feet, hugging and caressing me, and kneeling down to get spanked by him, all of these behaviors were seriously over the line.
Such an intimate interaction should happen between lovers, not with a bestie's son...
I will tell him everything tonight, and then I will solemnly warn him to keep his distance from me, his aunt, starting tomorrow.
You are not allowed to touch your aunt, you are not allowed to have any improper thoughts about her, and you are not allowed to come to her room.
The white gauze curtains fluttered in the night breeze. During this time, the old lady made a decision - she decided to tell everyone the darkest side of her heart.
...She was a righteous person and found it hard to accept the thought of having to keep the murder of her loved one to herself forever.
Before Iinuma Isao showed up, she had lived in shame and guilt for a long time, which caused her physical and emotional problems...
Now, she wanted to tell everything so that she could get rid of the nightmare that had been haunting her for so long.
In the lingering moonlight, Huacheng Xingzi's eyes gradually became clear.
The boy's face flushed, he breathed heavily through his nostrils, and suddenly moved his face closer.
Just at this moment, Hanashiro Anzi turned her head back and pointed at the third woman in the album: "This is Ryoko, Iori's mother..."
The devil had just defeated the angel, and the boy Iinuma, who was planning to kiss him directly, was almost suffocated to death.
"She is only two years younger than me, she is..." Huacheng Xingzi said as she turned back and suddenly blinked in confusion, "Huh?"
Something soft touched my lips.
Her gaze met a pair of burning eyes.
The young man lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the sudden determination in her beautiful eyes. He seemed to have a premonition of something.
No, I can't let her say it so easily...
So, driven by the dual emotions of possessiveness and admiration for older women, Iinuma Isao met her astonished gaze and kissed her beautiful red lips.
“You, uh…”
Her lips were kissed and Huacheng Xingzi subconsciously leaned back to avoid it.
But as soon as she leaned back, Iinuma Isao followed her.
She raised her delicate hand and tapped his chest.
But her little hands were so weak and powerless that they had no effect at all. Instead, they made him even more passionate.
He kissed her lips which were as soft as petals, but she refused to cooperate and Iinuma Isao couldn't go any further.
With no other choice, I could only hold her shoulders and let her lie down slowly.
Huacheng Xingzi supported herself on the bed sheet with her backhand to prevent herself from falling.
The two of them kissed lightly.
Iinuma Isao thought that this was the end of the story.
But suddenly, her lips loosened on their own...
Never mind. I have already decided to draw a line between us. I will just follow his lead this time. It is my compensation to him...
Huacheng Xingzi sighed with melancholy in her heart, and then added with great determination: This is also the last time, I will not indulge him without limits!
After successfully convincing herself, the distinguished mistress slowly closed her blurry eyes.
The tightly closed soft lips finally opened slightly, allowing the boy to keenly capture this precious opportunity.
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In the middle of the month, please give me a monthly ticket.
In the middle of the month, please give me a monthly ticket.
Chapter 55 I am such a cruel mistress, and I like
Mouth to mouth; sucking, nibbling…
The curtains swayed, letting in moonlight, and their eyes met.
She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the boy’s obsidian-like bright pupils made Huacheng Anzi feel like they were familiar.
After the deep kiss, she lost strength and her soft and boneless body fell on the bed sheets.
She did not forget to press her small hand against Iinuma Isao's chest to prevent him from going any further.
The wind blows the clouds and the moonlight shines on the head of the bed.
My aunt's cheeks were rosy and her eyes were shining.
As cold and arrogant as she was before, she is now as noble and beautiful.
Iinuma Isao turned over, leaned against the head of the bed and laughed happily.
In the old lady's eyes, he was just like a primary school student who got his favorite toy... The boy's eyes suddenly tilted over, and he licked his lips tenderly. She quickly pulled the quilt to cover her body.
The mistress of the Huacheng family showed her girlish demeanor.
Iinuma Xun pursed his lips and tried to suppress his smile: "Stop making trouble and talk about business."
You don't have anything else to do except bullying me... Hanajo Anzi glared at him with a hint of resentment, and sat up wrapped in the quilt: "I met Ryoko, who is two years younger than me, when I was in high school, but I was not familiar with her at that time. I only knew that she was a shrine maiden of Tokyo Daijingu Shrine. When I was in college, I gradually interacted with her more and more. She is very powerful... After graduating from the medical school of Tokyo University, she also passed the doctoral examination in pharmacy..."
Listening to her introduction, Iinuma Isao looked at the third woman in the photo.
This is a slender, beautiful woman.
She looked at the camera, her long hair gently tied up in front of her head, looking elegant and wise.
She was wearing a black and purple kimono with small patterns, which looked like mourning clothes, and holding a white umbrella.
A slender neck that seemed to break at the slightest touch, a beautiful face like a doll, and thin eyebrows...
Judging from the time, Aunt Ryoko in the photo is already 28 years old, and her daughter is seven and a half years old, but her face magically has a touch of childishness, and she doesn't look like she is 28 years old at all.
If I let my bangs down, no one would question that I am 20 years old.
She looked at the camera, a faint smile like a shadow on the corner of her lips, like a smile of perfect completion.
"In the third month after the ban was issued, I married the second son of the Ito family under my father's arrangement..."
Speaking of this, there was a hint of disgust in Huacheng Xingzi's eyes, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with this marriage.
"I know that this person is a tool inserted by the Ito family into our family in order to inherit our family's property in a legitimate way in the future. I have tried to eliminate him countless times. But my father is still controlled by them. I want to kill the thief, but I have some reservations..."
Having said this, Huacheng Xingzi gritted her teeth, obviously because what was said next made her very angry.
"That tool man is not a quiet person. After he married into my family, he tried to make a move on me several times, but I scolded him away every time... In the second month of our marriage, which was the fifth month after the ban was imposed, he asked me to accompany him to a dinner party organized by the Governor of Tokyo... Bah! How could these low-level gangsters possibly attend the dinner party of the Governor of Tokyo..."
Iinuma Isao thought for a moment and said, "And your father persuaded you to participate?"
"How do you know?" Huacheng Xingzi looked at him in surprise.
"The Huacheng family's support in the government has fallen, so they are being oppressed by various forces. If you can get in touch with the governor of Tokyo at this time of internal and external troubles, all problems can be solved. No matter who becomes the head of the family, they will probably advise you to make a little sacrifice in exchange for the future of the family..."
After listening to his analysis, Huacheng Xingzi smiled sadly: "Yeah, anyone would think so..."
Iinuma Isao said seriously: "But I can't!"
"You?" Huacheng Xingzi tilted her head and looked over with disdain: "Sorry, you are not the head of the family yet, don't brag in front of Auntie!"
Iinuma Isao raised his hands high.
The threat was undisguised.
Huacheng Xingzi's eyes twitched, and she turned to look out the window: "My father persuaded me for a long time at that time, and even threatened to die. Although I was extremely unwilling, I had no choice but to compromise again..."
"At the critical moment, Aunt Ryoko came out to take your place?" asked Iinuma Isao.
"That's right..." Hanashiro Anzi nodded and was silent for a while, tears welling up in her eyes. "At that time, Ryoko tried her best to dissuade me and said confidently that she would be safe, so I agreed to let her go in my place... In the end, she never came back. Three days later, the police fished her body out of Tokyo Bay..."
Hearing this, Iinuma Isao frowned and asked, "What happened during this time?"
"I don't know the details, but I later found out what happened at the dinner..." Huacheng Xingzi took a deep breath and clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white. "It was simply a stinking wine and meat party! The people present were either rich or noble, and their identities were all kept secret. They were heavily involved in the political arena... It was because of this that Ryoko's death was directly classified as suicide..."
"Aren't you sure what happened in those three days?" Iinuma Isao asked seriously.
Huacheng Xingzi turned her head to look at him with an aggressive look: "What do you mean?"
"I, I mean, this may not be what you think..." Iinuma Isao carefully considered his words and patiently explained to her, "My mother thinks highly of Aunt Ryoko. If she didn't lie to me, Aunt Ryoko must be extraordinary and would not be so easily insulted to death."
For a moment, a gleam of hope flashed in Huacheng Xingzi's eyes: "Did your mother really say that?"
"I promise!" Iinuma Isao covered his chest and swore, "I, Iinuma Isao, never lie!"
Huacheng Xingzi gave him a deep look and said, "I'll trust you just this once!"