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

"But I can't sleep without drinking..."

Huacheng Xingzi squinted her eyes, trembling all over, and said with a sad smile: "Every time I close my eyes, my father and brother ask me for my life. Why are they dead but I am still alive and well..."

"what?"

Ionuma Isao was a little surprised.

Madam, such a strong person, could she also be tormented by the dead?

During the day, she is noble and majestic, a mistress without any weakness, but at night she regards alcohol as her last straw.

"Auntie, you can't drink anymore." Iinuma Isao grabbed her hand, "I can help..."

"help me?"

Huacheng Xingzi narrowed her eyes slightly and said drunkenly, "Okay! Ah Xun, please coax me to sleep..."

"Uh……"

Iinuma Isao subconsciously looked at her a few times.

Compared with the dignified and strict lady during the day, the lady with her chest and shoulders exposed now is a bit too coquettish.

Her graceful figure was too attractive to a teenage boy...

"Ah Xun, did you think of something weird?" In her drunken state, Hua Cheng Xingzi subconsciously regained some of her dignity from the daytime. With a flushed face, she scolded, "You little brat, auntie is going to punish you!"

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and bumped her forehead against the boy's.

"Go to sleep quickly, I'll watch you." Iinuma Isao helped her lie down.

"I'm not kidding!" Huacheng Xingzi grabbed his hand.

"You really want me to sleep with you?"

"That's what I mean!"

Huacheng Xingzi squinted her drunken eyes and her voice gradually became weaker: "The smell of verbena on you makes me feel at ease. I really need a good sleep..."

After that, her breathing gradually weakened.

"Well, I do want to, but if you let me sleep all night and do nothing, wouldn't that be harming me..."

Iinuma Isao muttered and stood up.

The lady's small hand that was holding his wrist suddenly exerted force.

Caught off guard, Iinuma Isao fell into the soft bedding and made eye contact with his wife.

Their cheeks were only a few centimeters apart. The texture of her sexy red lips could be clearly seen, and her sticky breath mixed with alcohol could be smelled.

Chapter 22 A young lion marks his territory

Warm and soft like jade, with a charming fragrance.

Huacheng Xingzi's blurry and hazy eyes narrowed completely, and soon the sound of deep sleeping breathing could be heard.

Iinuma Isao tried to get out of bed, but his wife still held his wrist tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave like this.

"Because you were drunk, you spoke your mind, right?"

Looking at the lady's bright red lips, Iinuma Isao seemed to understand why Hanashiro Iori gave him the key.

The angel who can hear the voice of one's heart must know that the aunt longed for the sense of security brought by the scent of verbena, but the aunt was not a younger aunt, and could not say such lewd words as "Please sleep with me tonight", so he gave him the key to the aunt's room.

With the key, he accidentally ran into the drunk Huacheng Xingzi, so they ended up sleeping in the same bed.

"You have caused me so much trouble..."

Your aunt is sleeping soundly now, but I am suffering from insomnia.

With a mature and plump old lady by his side, it is really difficult for Iinuma Isao, who relies almost entirely on his mother to teach him about women, to control his wild thoughts.

After all, his age is the age when boys have the strongest needs.

Hey, madam, it seems that women at your age have the strongest needs...

Iinuma Isao looked at her for a long time. If you look closely, the old lady's sleeping posture is even a little cute.

She was sleeping on her side facing him, wearing an extremely conservative black kimono with a loose collar.

Compared to people who always dress boldly, the picture of a conservative lady from a large family like Huacheng Xingzi revealing her private parts is more seductive.

I don't know how it feels...

No!

How could I take advantage of someone's misfortune like this!

After a fierce battle of thoughts between the angel and the devil in his left ear and right ear, Iinuma Isao shook off the thoughts in his mind and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

A serious mistress and a silly aunt who can't cook.

A strong and dignified widow, and a fragile old spinster who needs alcohol to fall asleep.

From a strong woman who never shows weakness in the face of aggressive opponents, to the little girl who now holds her hand and asks her to sleep with her... these examples embellish a vivid image of a woman.

The old lady is cute too!

Isn't that right?

As Iinuma Isao was thinking about this, his mind was conflicted again.

Such a cute and delicious old lady is brought to your mouth. If you don't ask me to eat it all in one bite, you should at least lick it to taste it, right?

No, no!

But I am her best friend's son!

Which best friend’s son can’t stand the test of his aunt!

After struggling for a long time, Iinuma Isao rolled over and got out of bed.

Unable to sleep and afraid that his aunt would wake up halfway through, he simply took out rubber gloves and garbage bags and thoroughly tidied the entire room.

After a busy day, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Iinuma Isao took a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, and drank it to moisten his throat.

It was raining heavily outside the window, with occasional flashes of lightning briefly illuminating the room in a pale white.

"Father, father..."

There was a sudden noise from the sleeping old lady.

Iinuma Isao quickly looked over.

On the bed, Huacheng Xingzi twisted her body restlessly, her brows furrowed, as if she was having a nightmare.

Her face became paler and paler, and transparent beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, more and more... Iinuma Isao saw that something was wrong, so he quickly lifted the quilt and got in. He put one hand under her waist, hugged her, and held her graceful body tightly against him.

"father……"

Huacheng Anzi's body stopped twisting.

The tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, like a bunch of daffodils blooming in the dark night.

She soon fell into a deep sleep.

Iinuma Isao's nose rested on her slightly fragrant hair, breathing in the alluring scent of a mature young woman.

This time, the devil in Iinuma's heart defeated the angel.

Under the quilt, one of his hands was around Huacheng Xingzi's waist, and the other hand was touching her long and beautiful legs.

The skin on the outside of the thigh is very elastic.

There is no fat on the waist and abdomen, and the touch is very tender and smooth.

"Hmm~"

While sleeping, Anzi Huacheng moaned in dissatisfaction with being touched.

"Yours is not bad either, the feel is top-notch..." Iinuma Isao withdrew his hand contentedly.

Huacheng Xingzi closed her eyes, curled up slightly, and fell asleep like a kitten.

She was grabbing the bed sheet with one hand and Iinuma Isao's sleeve with the other, which was extremely cute.

Before tonight, Iinuma Isao would never believe that the stern and cold-faced mistress could sleep so cutely in bed.

“Ah, huh~”

Perhaps in response to his thoughts, the sleeping Huacheng Anzi opened her lips slightly and let out a light and long breath like a cat purring.

Damn, so cute!

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"Di Di~"

"Beep, beep, beep~"

The alarm rang many times, and a white and tender arm stretched out from the quilt and turned off the alarm clock on the bedside table.

More than ten minutes later, Huacheng Xingzi woke up from her sleep.

It has been a long time since I slept so comfortably and deeply. After opening my eyes, my vision was blurry and I couldn't focus for a long time.

The sun is shining outside the window and it is already early morning.

"Hmm~"

She rubbed her temples.

I just woke up, my head hurts a bit and my memory is a bit fuzzy.

Due to nightmares, Huacheng Xingzi hasn't felt a sense of satisfaction after waking up for a long time.

She seemed to have slept all night last night.

Although she had a dream in the middle of the night, it was quickly dispelled and did not disturb her sleep.

"what happened……"

Huacheng Xingzi leaned against the head of the bed, rubbing her forehead and reminiscing.