Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

"Okay, let's not watch this kind of thing anymore!" Huacheng Xingzi snatched the remote control and turned off the TV.

Iinuma Isao laughed dryly and said nothing.

Huacheng Xingzi glanced at him and asked, "Do you like this kind of subject matter?"

"No, it's just random..." Ionuma Isao said with a smile.

"That's good."

Huacheng Xingzi picked up the half-empty beer can and drank it in one gulp.

Looking at her slightly blurry eyes and the flushed cheeks, she was obviously a little drunk.

Under the influence of alcohol, she suddenly took the initiative to ask: "What do you think?"

"What do you think?"

"What do you think about the teacher-student romance on TV just now?" Huacheng Xingzi opened another can of wine, her voice still strong and full of vowels.

"Personally, the courage to break the rules is essential in life!" Iinuma Isao answered seriously.

Huacheng Xingzi took a sip of wine and asked, "Should social rules and morals be broken?"

"If necessary, yes. I like to follow my heart!" Iinuma Isao's expression was very serious. "If I can't follow my heart, I will feel that I have lived in vain."

"Breaking social ethics and rules may not necessarily have good results. And..." Huacheng Xingzi paused for a moment and said, "As an elder, the unknown should not bring so much trouble to the young Guang. If, uh, if it were me, I would restrain myself even if I loved her..."

"This is the difference between you and my mother." Iinuma Isao said with a smile, "If it were my mother, she would definitely be like Weizhi, throwing all worldly morals aside, and my feelings are the most important in the world."

Huacheng Xingzi was silent for a moment, then smiled with emotion: "I really miss the time I spent with your mother..."

"If you miss someone, just call me." Iinuma Isao made a video call to his mother and then handed the phone to his aunt.

"it is good."

Huacheng Xingzi took the phone.

At this time, Iinuma Isao bent down and hugged her legs.

"Eh?"

The apricot flowers in Huacheng changed color.

"what are you doing?"

"I have some traumatic wine here. Let me massage your feet." Iinuma Isao exchanged a bottle of traumatic wine from the system.

"No need, I can press it myself!" Huacheng Xingzi scolded.

"Shh!" Iinuma Isao held her legs and looked at her slightly red face sincerely. "Auntie Xingzi, you're free to make phone calls anyway, why don't you let me massage your feet? Oh, and don't make any noise. After all, you don't want your mother to know that you're being massaged by her son, right?"

Aunt Xingzi, you don't want your mother to know that you are being raped by her son, right?

Why does this sentence sound weird?

It's just a foot massage, why should you be afraid?

Iinuma Xun looked at Hanashiro Anzi and said seriously, "My mother is stingy, possessive, and jealous. If she knew that her beloved son was massaging another woman's feet, she would be so angry that she would fly to Tokyo overnight and kill people. Do you believe it?"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes became even more confused.

Why is your mother jealous that you are close to other women?

Chapter 15 A stray dog ​​with a lame leg in the winter rain

The night is cool as water and the spring rain keeps falling.

Occasionally there are flashes of lightning.

In the living room where only two people were left, Iinuma Isao held Hanajo Anko's feet and said without distractions, "I noticed that you have been rubbing your ankle tonight. You look very uncomfortable. According to my experience, if you don't take care of it, you will have to walk with a limp within a week. Let me press it, and it will be fine in two days..."

After that, he looked up at her, waiting for a response.

Although my intentions were good, giving her a foot massage was, after all, taking advantage of her.

A 37-year-old virgin must be conservative and would never allow a man to touch her casually.

"Let me go..." Huacheng Xingzi said with a straight face, staring at Iinuma Isao: "If you don't let me go, Auntie will be angry!"

"You have to face so many enemies now. Isn't limping a sign of weakness?" Iinuma Isao said, his eyes still very persistent. "Perhaps in the eyes of the enemy, you are just a stray dog ​​with a limp in the winter rain. Do you want to be seen like that?"

Huacheng Xingzi's expression changed and she struggled internally for a long time.

[No, you are just a kid, how can you be stronger than me... Huacheng Xingzi's favorability towards you -1, current favorability 33]

Finally, Huacheng Xingzi let out a long sigh.

She leaned against the sofa and turned her face away, as if tacitly approving his outrageous behavior.

At this time, with a "beep" sound, the video call was connected.

On the screen, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared. She sat in the bathtub and greeted the camera: "Good evening, Axun... Hey, why is it you?"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes froze.

Hello, you are taking a bath, how can you answer your son’s video?

Even mother and child need to have a sense of boundaries!

"Hey? Xingzi, say something, don't be so stupid..."

Iinuma's mother waved her hand. Seeing the shocked look on the face of the person in the video, she curled her lips and said disdainfully, "If you don't want to talk, just hand the phone to my son and don't disturb us reminiscing about the past!"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's cheeks suddenly felt hot.

"Where is my dear son?" asked Mother Iinuma.

Your good son is playing with my feet... Huacheng Xingzi's heartbeat accelerated, her cheeks were burning, but she had to pretend that nothing was wrong and said, "Sister Xun, let me tell you about what happened to him today...ah——"

Iinuma Isao pressed her red and swollen ankle, causing her to scream in pain.

"What's wrong?" Iinuma's mother asked while leaning against the bathtub.

"no no……"

Huacheng Xingzi lowered her head, clenched her teeth, and endured silently for a while.

"Don't tell on me!" Iinuma Isao reminded in a low voice.

You are threatening me... Huacheng Xingzi looked at him dimly, with murderous intent in her beautiful eyes.

But Iinuma Isao is not afraid.

Auntie is so pretty, I want to bully her and keep her like this...

Mother Iinuma, who had no idea how beastly her son was, held her phone in one hand and poured water over her delicate collarbone with the other, humming nonchalantly, "That brat of his will never do anything good. Anzi, you don't have to hide it, tell me everything..."

"He, he's fine..." Huacheng Xingzi said through gritting her teeth.

Iinuma Isao rubbed Hanashiro Anzi's ankles, gradually lifted her feet up, and placed them in front of his eyes to admire them.

Under his coercion, Huacheng Xingzi did not resist and let him rub her noble jade feet. She said to her mother with a stern face: "He is very obedient, sensible, polite, knows how to do things, doesn't fight, and respects me..."

Upon hearing this, Iinuma's mother looked surprised and doubtful, and didn't believe it at all.

No one knows better than her what kind of character her own race has.

"Kyoko, are you threatened?" Iinuma's mother looked at her best friend on the screen and asked seriously, "If so, just blink."

Huacheng Xingzi was about to blink.

But at this critical moment, someone pressed lightly and threateningly on her swollen ankle.

Then, Auntie Xingzi smiled gently at the camera and said to her bestie, "How is that possible? Ah Xun doesn't even know how much he respects me..."

Correct.

Very respectable.

So come and take your son away!

In the next ten minutes or so, Hanashiro Anzi told him everything that Iinuma Isao had done today, except for his interactions with her.

During this time, Iinuma Isao concentrated on massaging her.

Auntie's beautiful, white and tender feet are so perfect.

The ankles are round and delicate, the soles are tender and smooth, and even the faint blood vessels on the insteps are telling of endless temptation - they are simply food grade.

He poured the bruise wine into his palm and pressed it on her swollen ankle. Iinuma Isao gently rubbed her skin with his palm, making a slight friction sound.

Huacheng Xingzi frowned and didn't make any unusual sound.

My ankle was really painful at first, but with the soothing effect of the massage and the medicinal effect of the traumatic wine, the pain was soon replaced by waves of fiery and long-lasting comfort.

The feeling was like an electric current, stimulating her nerves in waves.

"Injured someone? It's a small matter..."

The mother who was far away in Hokkaido didn't care. She rubbed the skin of her chest and collarbone with her small hands and said lazily: "I let him go to Tokyo, and I was prepared for him to get into trouble everywhere. This child is going to get suffocated in Asahikawa, so let him make trouble..."

"it is good……"

As the massage deepened, it became difficult for Huacheng Xingzi to maintain the indifference on her face.

Those narrow and long phoenix eyes became more and more watery.

Every time Iinuma Isao pressed hard on a certain spot on the sole of her foot, her whole body would shiver violently and her toes would curl up hard to resist the feeling that was half painful and half comfortable.

When the kidney reflex area was pressed, her face was full of pain and she instinctively twisted her seductive body to avoid the massage from the soles of her feet.

But the young man's strength was beyond the capability of a weak lady like her to contend with.

"Kyoko? What's wrong with you..."

The voice from the microphone brought Huacheng Xingzi back to the ground from the clouds in time.

The old lady's beautiful eyes were half-closed, her pupils were shining with water, and her eyelashes were trembling: "I, I'm just a little sleepy..."

"I'm a little sleepy..."