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

Whether it is Sister Xun’s appearance and figure, or her personality, her experience, her abilities... and of course, her awesome son.

Thinking of this, Huacheng Xingzi put on a cold expression in front of the mirror and said softly: "Sister Xun, I have to face your son with this sexy look now. To be honest, I feel a little guilty about you. But don't worry, this is the last time...so..."

A strange thought came to the old aunt's mind.

Anyway, it's the last time, so why not be bold...

"Because there is no future, I should leave him an unforgettable impression, right?" She asked the person in the mirror, as if she was treating the other person as a good friend, "Sister Xun, if you don't agree, just shake your head and scold me."

The bathroom was quiet for a long time.

No one shook their head, and no one spoke.

"It's decided!" Huacheng Xingzi convinced herself.

She had originally planned to go out directly, but she changed her mind at the last minute and sat down in front of the sink.

She lifted her bangs with a hairband, applied foundation on her cheeks, put on some light makeup, carefully applied a light lipstick on her lips, carefully trimmed her nails into ten oval pink crafts, and sprayed a small amount of perfume on her wrists.

After completing all the preparations, the old aunt checked her appearance in the mirror.

How old do I look?

If I tell him I'm only 25, can I fool him?

Ah, no.

His mother is already thirty-seven, how could she possibly believe that I was only twenty-five...

Woo~

I am indeed an old aunt...

When she came back to her senses from her long period of regret, Huacheng Xingzi suddenly realized that she was actually starting to worry about her age...

"Huacheng Xingzi, you are becoming more and more like an idiot!"

She pointed at the person in the mirror and cursed. Then, she put on the demeanor of a strong woman who was aloof and aloof, and raised her eyebrows: "Why worry about age? If he dares to despise me, I'll just beat him to death--"

After that, she unbuttoned her shirt slightly and applied a layer of brown eye shadow powder on her cleavage.

This is a visual art.

When the light shines on it, it can make the breasts look more upright!

After making sure that there were no flaws on her body, Huacheng Xingzi took a few deep breaths, calmed her complex emotions of guilt, anxiety, and excitement, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

When she saw the young man by the window, she felt extremely conflicted.

After all, he is my best friend's son. If I do this to him, I will not only be sorry to my best friend, but also to him... He is a child and can be willful, but I am an adult. As an adult, I need to think more and be more responsible...

Just like what she said when we watched "The Witch's Condition" together that night, "As an elder, you shouldn't cause so much trouble to the younger one. If it were her, she would have to restrain herself even if she loved him..."

Therefore, she needs to be more restrained!

"Yeah, I understand..."

Iinuma Xun was reporting to his mother on the phone at this time. When he saw Huacheng Xingzi coming out, he asked, "Aunt Xingzi is here. Do you want to talk to her?"

"Let her come." Mom said lazily.

The boy handed over the phone. Huacheng Xingzi subconsciously tidied her clothes and hair and walked towards the bed gracefully.

"Da da da~"

The crisp and loud sound of high heels footsteps came to the phone.

My mother frowned and thought, why is my best friend wearing high heels at home so late at night?

Could it be to increase his son's attack speed?

"Hello, Sister Xun?" Huacheng Xingzi took the phone and sat down beside the bed.

Iinuma Isao immediately squatted beside the bed.

My eyes followed her graceful legs down, past her slender yet voluptuous calves, and onto her high heels.

He held up the two high heels.

Huacheng Xingzi glared at him, then raised her eyes and looked out the window.

Black velvet high heels with tiny diamonds dotted on the uppers.

When the light shone on them, the broken diamonds sparkled like shining stars inlaid in the dark sky.

Noble, elegant...

Iinuma Isao held the soles of her shoes with both hands.

Such beautiful shoes, so good that people can't take their eyes off them.

"Xingzi, you've been doing pretty well lately..." Far away in Hokkaido, her mother, who was so cuckolded that she could run a horse, smiled sarcastically, "I heard from Xun that you've been eating well, sleeping well, and even gained a lot of fat on your belly..."

After hearing this, Huacheng Xingzi lowered her eyes slightly.

Looking at the young man who was obsessed with his shoes, the old aunt raised the corner of her mouth slightly and thought to herself: Sister Xun, I won’t be fooled.

"I have been doing pretty well recently, because with Ah Xun's care, I am not under so much mental stress, and my appetite is back... But, fat? What fat? Is that kid saying that about me behind my back? Really, how could he say such nonsense? How could he see my belly..."

Mother Iinuma: “…”

Tsk, I didn't get anything out of you, I'm not happy...

"You're going to lie, Aunt Anzi..." Iinuma Isao teased in a low voice.

Huacheng Xingzi lowered her eyelids and looked at him coldly.

The aunt didn't scold him verbally, but she lifted her foot slightly and poked his chest twice with the tip of her high heels as a punishment.

These two hits made Iinuma Isao feel itchy.

He rubbed his aunt's round ankles for a few times, then moved down and took off the two high-heeled shoes on her feet one by one.

The slender jade feet wrapped in black silk are perfectly presented.

It was the first time that Iinuma Isao saw this pair of small feet wrapped in stockings.

The thin black stockings could not hide the faint blood vessels on the back of her feet, and her feet were as crystal clear and smooth as exquisite works of art; her ten cute round and delicate toes were neatly arranged like peas in a pea pod, and her toes pushed the seams at the front of the stockings somewhat transparent, making her light pink toes vaguely visible.

His little feet were played with by him again...

Although she was already familiar with this feeling, out of her feminine instinct of modesty, Huacheng Anzi still shrank her feet.

"Don't make too much noise..."

Iinuma Isao pulled her feet back and held them in his hands to admire them.

After playing with them for a while, he moved forward to take a sniff. Because they were the stockings he had just put on, there was no strong smell. Instead, there was a fresh scent of laundry detergent, which gave him the idea of ​​trying it.

Chapter 62: The mistress was kissed on the windowsill, and the niece blushed under the window

"Axun has been staying at your place for more than ten days. I hope he didn't cause you any trouble?"

"No, Ah Xun is very obedient and well behaved."

"He's good? Haha——"

My mother sneered and said disdainfully, "Don't say nice things to him. He's my own kid, how could I not know his personality? He's just like a puppy that's full of energy and has nowhere to vent. He makes me, his mother, exhausted every day..."

It does look like a puppy... Huacheng Xingzi lowered her head and glared at the boy who was enjoying the food, with an expression as if she wanted to yell at him to shut up.

But she opened her mouth, seeming a little embarrassed, and also afraid that her best friend would notice something, and in the end she couldn't say anything.

Never mind, it's the last time anyway...

She used this reason to convince herself in her heart, but Huacheng Xingzi showed no resistance.

She held the phone in her left hand, turned her slightly red cheek to the side, and bit the nail of her right thumb unconsciously: "Well, Sister Xun, Axun is fine, really. I don't know how much I envy you for having such a son..."

There was a slight silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a sigh with mixed feelings.

Iinuma Isao raised his head subconsciously.

The chocolate ice cream tasted good, but it was far less important than my mom's sigh.

Huacheng Xingzi took the opportunity to retract her feet.

Perhaps because she was nervous, her toes were all curled up, making the front of her stockings almost transparent... She looked at her wet feet embarrassedly, afraid that the boy would think it was not enough, so she quickly hid her feet under the quilt.

"I actually hope he's not my son. It doesn't matter whose son he is, as long as he's not mine..." On the other end of the phone, my mother sighed sadly, then laughed twice, "Alright, alright, I won't bother you anymore, I'm hanging up."

"Good night, Mom!" Iinuma Isao shouted into the phone, sincerely.

"You little bastard, remember this! Xingzi is your aunt, you are not allowed to have any evil thoughts!"

Huacheng Xingzi: "..."

Her best friend's words made her feel ashamed and embarrassed. It was so humiliating.

"Know it……"

Iinuma Isao replied perfunctorily and hung up the call.

He looked back at the old aunt.

Huacheng Xingzi leaned against the head of the bed, her hair disheveled, covering half of her pretty face.

The fair cheeks faintly revealed between the black hair had a blush on them, and there was some shyness in the deep and narrow eyes.

Because the boy's behavior just now was too explicit and too shocking to her, after she calmed down, she couldn't help but spit: "Why is he like a puppy who likes to lick his master's feet..."

"If I want to be a puppy, I'd rather be yours alone." Iinuma Isao hugged her.

The women's uniform could not completely cover the aunt's plump and mature body. Her round and tall breasts and her firm and elastic buttocks were tightly outlined, and there was a faint scent of Clivia on her body.

"Mmm, it smells so good..."

Iinuma Isao hugged her from behind, his nose buried in the junction of her shoulder and neck.

Because of nervousness and shyness, the old lady was sweating and her skin was hot and damp.

The mixture of body odor and sweat, fumigated by body temperature, turns into a strange and special smell.

It was like the warm smell of a greenhouse where flowers were rotting, or like the scent released by some female insects to attract the opposite sex, stimulating the boy's senses to the greatest extent.

Isao Iinuma kept rubbing his face against her neck, sucking and sniffing greedily.