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The next day, morning, 31:[-].

503 master bedroom.

A white bra was placed on the glass surface of the desk not far from the bed, a pair of men's trousers were in the groove under the desk, and a few pieces of women's clothing were scattered on the floor in the aisle between the bed and the wardrobe and a quilt.

The scene felt a little chaotic.

On the bed, there were two men and women breathing evenly. The naked Ren Hao and Fan Qirong, who was only wearing a white shirt, embraced each other, quietly sleeping.

Soon.

Ren Hao opened his eyes first and yawned big. He lowered his head slightly and saw Fan Qirong exuding a charming halo.Aunt Rong's crumpled shirt was all unbuttoned, and the inside was empty, and her lower body was completely exposed to the air, forming a charming picture.

Fearing that she would catch a cold, Ren Hao gently removed her arm holding him, bent down to get out of bed, picked up the small quilt that fell, lay down again, and covered the two of them.

This time, Fan Qirong was woken up. She looked sleepily at the ceiling and the surroundings. Finally, her charming eyes fell on Ren Hao. She blushed and leaned against his arm with her eyes closed. She stretched out her left hand. , stroked the hair on the right side of him and touched it gently. There was a feeling of doting between the fingers.

"What are you doing with me, why do you keep touching my hair?" Ren Hao showed bitterness, and stroked Aunt Rong's long hair like a tit for tat, imitating her movements and stroking it methodically Squeeze down.In fact, Ren Hao didn't really dislike Fan Qirong's small gesture like coaxing a child. Every time he did this, he felt a warm feeling in his heart, which was indescribably comfortable.

"Aren't you just a child in the eyes of my aunt..." Fan Qirong moved her head slightly, found a comfortable position on his shoulder and leaned down. While talking, she didn't continue to touch his hair, but slowly Caressing Ren Hao's face slowly, "Auntie is tired, too lazy to open her eyes, check what time it is."

Ren Hao picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and pressed a key: "...Yo, it's already ten forty." Ren Hao thought for a while, then called the villa and told them that he and Aunt Rong would not meet at noon. Go home for dinner and talk about it in the evening.

"It's so late?" Fan Qirong woke up so late for the first time after adjusting the time difference. She opened her eyes, opened Ren Hao's chin with her hand to make his head face her, and then glared at him angrily: "You said you weren't What about the child? How can you be so endless? One time is not enough, you have to...huh..."

Every inch of Fan Qirong's skin was tossed so hard by Ren Hao that she couldn't move, every cell was in a lazy state, and she just wanted to lie down lazily.

Ren Hao twitched his lips in retort: ​​"Tch, I don't know who was babbling last night..."

Snapped!

Fan Qirong's little hand patted his chest angrily, probably feeling puzzled, she even leaned over and took a bite: "Try to say it again? Do you believe that aunt bites you to death?"

The rosy and charming luster on Aunt Rong's face added a bit of temptation to her, and the taste of a mature woman could be seen at a glance.Ren Hao was stunned, and couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed Aunt Rong's forehead: "Aunt Rong, you are so beautiful."

Fan Qirong subconsciously lowered her head slightly, feeling the itching and heat on her forehead, she couldn't help breathing rapidly, she stuck her tongue out, licked Ren Hao's chin lightly, and then kissed his lowered lips, two soft lips Tongues suddenly tangled together...

5 minutes passed.

"Stop making trouble..." Fan Qirong turned her head to the right, avoiding his lips: "Clean up the house, auntie is going to make you lunch, ah, by the way, there is no food at home, um, it seems to be just a refrigerator There are a few bags of instant noodles in here, how about we go out and eat?"

"It's okay. Instant noodles are just instant noodles. Aunt Rong's cooking is delicious."

Fan Qirong pressed his forehead heavily with her fingers with a smile: "... poor mouth."

The corners of the eyes that were elongated due to squinting suddenly revealed a mature woman's charming attitude. Ren Hao couldn't stop his heart from beating, and kissed her passionately. Buried in her hair and sniffed: "Aunt Rong, why are you so attractive, I can't control it when I see you."

"I'm not ashamed..." Fan Qirong rolled her eyes mesmerizingly, caressing his face with her fingertips, as if she was touching a precious work of art: "... Then you say, it's my aunt's attractive body , or the temptation of late autumn?"

"Uh..." Ren Hao didn't expect her to suddenly ask: "...Of course it belongs to Aunt Rong."

Fan Qirong smiled and pinched him on the waist: "...the words don't match the heart."

"No, I mean it."

"Okay, okay, get up quickly."

"By the way, Aunt Rong, I have a question I want to ask..." Ren Hao couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, seeing that the timing was good, he seized the opportunity and said, "It's like this, you... oh no... ...It's Wanqiu. Wanqiu acquiesces in Wenwen's contact with me. She doesn't seem to be jealous. What do you think is going on? Is Wenwen so cute that Wanqiu can't even be jealous? Can't it? Or, she The relationship with Cui Wenwen's father is so good that it is special to Wenwen?"

In fact, Ren Hao wanted to ask Aunt Rong why she was so relieved when she found out that she and Cui Wenwen were in a (fake) relationship, but when she heard that she and Xia Wanqiu were a couple, she was a little embarrassed What about the smell?

But even if Fan Qirong didn't want to answer, Ren Hao changed Xia Wanqiu as the protagonist, but the question was still the same.

Fan Qirong is also a person who has been struggling with the society. On the surface, she dotes on Ren Hao very much, almost to the point of obedience, so it gives people a silly feeling. In fact, Aunt Rong She is an extremely shrewd woman in her bones. Hearing what he said, Fan Qirong's face immediately flushed red, and she didn't break it. She smiled lightly: "Aunt Guess, it's not that Wan Qiu is not jealous, but that she is more jealous than other people. , she is the least jealous of Cui Wenwen."

Ren Hao nodded in a daze: "And then..."

"Then you still don't understand..." Fan Qirong caressed his cheek, and gently touched it: "A fool can tell that you don't like Cui Wenwen very much. Wanqiu thinks that Wenwen doesn't threaten her at all, that's why you do this." Like, do you understand, little idiot..."

Ren Hao was a little stunned, and scratched his hair: "Actually, Wenwen is pretty good, and I treat her very well, what a fool can tell that I don't like her?"

"Why don't you say you are a little fool..." Fan Qirong squeezed out a helpless smile: "You can't just look at people, Gu Yueyan, Xie Zhijing, Xia Wanqiu, which one of these three is a good character? They are all human beings." Fine women, what can you hide from them, who you like the most and who you don't like, they will know at a glance."

"Human essence?" Ren Hao disagreed: "Isn't that right? Aunt Jing, I admit, is as shrewd as an old fox. My sister, um, can be considered smart, but Wanqiu...cough cough... Are you joking, she's smart? Isn't that bullshit?"

Then Xia Wanqiu, who is careless in doing things, can be smart?

Ren Hao was a little bit dumbfounded.

Fan Qirong smiled wryly and shook her head: "Actually, in Auntie's opinion, the smartest person is Wanqiu. He doesn't cry or make trouble, and even sends Cui Wenwen to you for nothing. But when it comes, aren't you being killed by Wanqiu?" Can you take it submissively? Haha, can you still say that she is stupid? Isn't this a great wisdom?"

Aunt Rong's words made Ren Hao fall into deep thought, "Uh, why do I feel like I've been tricked by Wan Qiu, Aunt Rong, don't you want to bury Wan Qiu and then occupy her position?"

Fan Qirong's face was red and white, and she was so angry that she imprinted two marks on Ren Hao's chest with her teeth: "It's a good idea! You really think that aunt is your mistress? Huh?"

Ren Haobaba blinked: "Then what are you me?"

Fan Qirong panted for a while, and finally said a few words: "I am your aunt!"

Ren Hao coughed, and squinted at her attractive body: "Is there such an aunt as you?"

"Do you think Auntie is willing?" Fan Qirong stared at her eyeballs. It seemed that she had the idea of ​​strangling Ren Hao to death: "Are you really embarrassed to say that? Didn't Auntie be forced by you? Huh, Huh, yesterday I told you no, no, no, but you insisted, huh, now you are talking sarcastic here again, you, you are so mad at me!"

Ren Hao stared into her eyes: "To be honest, do you like me?"

"……do not like!"

"So you love me?"

Fan Qirong twisted her neck: "...I don't love you!"

Halo, why do you have the same virtue as Wanqiu?

Ren Hao threw back Fan Qirong's previous evaluation intact: "Duplicity, hehe, get up..." Ren Hao was in a good mood at this time, pinched Aunt Rong's cheek, and turned to bare his fart Liu turned over and got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one.

Fan Qirong hid her gaze for a moment, stared straight at the ceiling, and refused to look at him: "It's all up to you, throw it everywhere, Hao, throw my aunt's clothes on the bed." The body was tightly wrapped.

"Come down and get it yourself, why don't you just put it on the floor?"

"Aunt has no clothes on inside! How can I get it!"

"Oh, I know how big the mole on your thigh is, so what are you afraid of?"

Ren Hao glanced at her disapprovingly, seeing Fan Qirong glaring angrily, he had no choice but to pick up the underwear on the ground or on the table, and gently threw it on the bed.Fan Qirong gave her a white look, stuffed the clothes under the bed, buried her head in, and put them on bit by bit with difficulty.After getting out of the bed, Fan Qirong had already put on a neat suit, twirled her fingers with the wrinkled shirt, looked at herself in the mirror, and then went to wash and cook.

Ten past eleven.

The hot braised beef noodles of Master Kong for two nights were placed on the coffee table in the living room.

Ren Hao's bowl is chili red noodle soup, while the bowl in front of Fan Qirong is clear and light yellow. After asking, I found out that this noodle was bought from Wankelong Supermarket, and I haven't eaten it for a long time. Aunt Rong, because she is a vegetarian, did not put oil buns or vegetable beef buns when cooking the noodles. She just sprinkled some salt to give it a little taste.

The noodles made a "squeak" sound in Ren Hao's mouth, and soon, he let out a long breath: "It's so delicious, Aunt Rong is Aunt Rong, even the boiled instant noodles are so delicious..." Normally, Ren Hao ate He was still very shy, but today he was happy, so he started to gobble it up.

"You are not allowed to talk while eating, choking..." Fan Qirong's loving eyes fell on Ren Hao's face, she took out a napkin casually, stretched out her hand, and touched the corner of his dirty mouth, Aunt Rong pouted complainingly: " Look at you, it's all over your mouth, why eat so fast, and no one will snatch it from you."

Ren Hao chuckled: "Yeah, you can eat too, don't worry about me." It seems that he has become a habit of always being unscrupulous in front of Aunt Rong.

After eating the noodles, Ren Hao helped Fan Qirong wash the dishes and clean up the table. During the period, he naturally took advantage of her.Until the two sat down on the sofa and watched the TV screen quietly, Ren Haofang tried a word: "Aunt Rong, if you wait a few days, you can move back here."

Fan Qirong seemed to be absent-minded and asked back: "Why?"

"My mother asked me to live with the villa for a month. After ten days, I have to go home. If you live in the villa, how inconvenient is it for us to meet?"

Fan Qirong pretended to look at him strangely: "Why are we meeting? Auntie has already agreed with Juanjuan to help Auntie pay attention to the air ticket. It will be time to go to the south in a few days. Well, Auntie will come back a few times a year from now on. Next time, just stay in a nearby hotel when the time comes, this house, I think you should sell it, be obedient."

Ren Hao's heart skipped a beat, "You still want to go?"

"That's not..." Fan Qirong stroked his hair affectionately: "After Auntie leaves, you are not allowed to mess around, Wenwen and Wanqiu are both first-class women, choose one, and treat her well, do you hear me? "

Ren Hao blinked with a mournful face: "Then you are gone, what should I do?" Ren Hao had just established a relationship with Fan Qirong, and it was the honeymoon period, so he was naturally reluctant to let her go, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, Ren Hao grabbed Aunt Rong Pulling her in his arms, he locked her tightly with his arms: "No, you can't go."

The corner of Fan Qirong's mouth curled up slightly, she gently pushed him away, and looked at Ren Hao with a stern face: "Don't mess around, it's not like Auntie won't be back."

"You come back two or three times a year, what's the difference between that and not coming back!" Ren Hao pulled his face: "No, anyway, I don't agree, where is your certificate, is it with Aunt Juan?"

"What are you doing? Want to tear off your aunt's ID?" Fan Qirong twisted his face angrily and amusedly: "You, you, you are a person who has made a lot of money, why are you still acting like a child, Hao , Auntie asks you, you... really don’t want Auntie to leave?”

Ren Hao's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.

This is... a turning point?

Fan Qirong said lightly, and the following words almost pissed Ren Hao to death: "It's okay, just ask, um, let's watch TV."

"My God! You want to kill me, don't you?" Ren Hao's heart ignited hope, and he looked at Fan Qirong whose mouth was curled up. He hugged her on his lap and kissed her hard.

Fan Qirong exclaimed, and the next moment she was sitting on Ren Hao's lap, twisting her body and trying to struggle. In the end, she still couldn't escape his hot lips, and her body gradually changed from rigid to soft.

Ren Hao immediately reacted, split Fan Qirong's legs, let her straddle him with her legs apart, and then began to quickly take off her clothes, buttons, belt, all were undone by him one by one.

"No!" Fan Qirong became tough in vain, holding on to the trousers that were about to be taken off: "Auntie hasn't slowed down yet! Today is absolutely impossible! Let go! Otherwise, Auntie will lose her face!"

Ren Hao ignored her, and continued to pick her up in his own way.

Fan Qirong bit her lips aggrievedly, and then, her small fists rained down on Ren Hao's back: "Sooner or later, I will be pissed off by you! Sooner or later, I will be pissed off by you!" Let him roll his trousers to his knees.

brush...

Except for the trousers and underwear hanging on the thigh of Fan Qirong, the rest of the clothes are intact. Seeing that Ren Hao took off his trousers, he was about to pull himself there, Fan Qirong was shocked immediately: "Why?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Auntie, is Auntie still wearing clothes?"

"I know..." Ren Hao blinked: "I just want you to do it in clothes, it's so delicious..."

Fan Qirong suddenly felt that she hadn't been as angry as she is today in more than [-] years, "You brat! You pervert! You...you...you can't...let go of aunt...you...you let aunt Is it okay to take off your clothes...ah...don't...don't take off your pants...don't make trouble...at least ask auntie to take off her high heels...no... auntie bit someone...let go... ..." Rather than having sex with most of your clothes on, it's better to be stripped clean.

Fan Qirong wanted to call him a "little pervert", but felt that this word was not very elegant, so she finally didn't say it.

"...Okay...don't be in a hurry...just wear it...but...but you have to wear that..."

Ren Hao scratched his hair embarrassingly: "It's gone, I just put one in my wallet, uh, let's make do, it's fine."

"You're fine! Auntie is fine!" Fan Qirong heard that he had lost the condom, jumped up from his lap, and ran back with her pants loose: "No! Without that, absolutely not!"

Ren Hao chased after her, and finally hugged Aunt Rong five meters away.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Fan Qirong showed an expression uglier than crying, stretched her hands forward desperately, opened the refrigerator door, and took out a cylinder of plastic wrap: "Use, use it." Without waiting for Ren Hao's consent, Fan Qirong pulled off the transparent film, tore off a rectangle that was big enough to enclose three plates, and folded it three times. She looked at Ren Hao with a bitter face, sighed, and slowly squatted on the ground for him to fiddle with.

Too few layers, easy to break.

Too many layers and you lose the pleasure.

If the width is too short, it is easy to make the plastic wrap fall into the body.

If the width is too long, it will be nondescript.

The two tried several times before they found the correct usage of the plastic wrap.As a result, Ren Hao was too lazy to go to the sofa or the bedroom, and directly pressed Aunt Rong on the refrigerator, grabbed her left foot with one hand, and held the black patent leather high-heeled shoe. Amid the yelling, he leaned forward.

Just a little longer.

At the moment when Fan Qirong's body was about to tremble and stiffen, Ren Hao seized the opportunity and said a word: "Don't go to the south."

"Ah... not going... hiss... my aunt is not going anywhere... ah..."

Chapter 212 Poker

Inside the living room.

Ren Hao tidied up his and Fan Qirong's clothes, sat on the sofa one by one, lit a cigarette, and began to puff.Fan Qirong's body was lying on the sofa, limp and weak, as if she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers, her fair skin was already rippling with a light rosy glow, which was charming.

When making love, Ren Hao didn't take off Fan Qirong's clothes at all. At this time, she was dressed neatly. With Ren Hao's hand, Aunt Rong's head rested on his lap, and she was habitually holding her left index finger in her mouth. From time to time, there were gurgling and hissing sounds in the warm lips, subconsciously sucking his fingers, presenting a very obscene atmosphere.

"Aunt Rong..." Ren Hao rested for a while, recovering a little bit of physical strength, stroking Fan Qirong's face: "Your body is so soft."

Fan Qirong seemed to be freed from the lingering rhyme of the climax at this time, her face blushed unconsciously, she hurriedly spit out the fingers with her tongue rolled up, and buried her hands under her body as if covering her body, her expression was a little out of composure Embarrassed: "Nonsense, Auntie's body is not soft, is it still hard?"

Fan Qirong stretched her arms, trying to sit up from his sofa, but felt the pain in her lower body, trembled, and finally couldn't get up, glaring at Ren Hao whitely, Aunt Rong simply moved her body and changed into a comfortable place. Lying on Ren Hao's lap in the right position, staring at him facing the ceiling: "...I can't even move my legs, hmph, no matter how big or small, I will bully my aunt."

Ren Hao smiled, and slid his finger along her hair to her face, then raised his index finger, and brought it to Aunt Rong's lips bit by bit, touched it, and then gently stuffed it in.

"I hate it, uh, the more you talk, the more you talk..." Fan Qirong twisted her head away, tightly pursed the corners of her mouth, not letting his fingers come in, but Ren Hao persevered, chasing her all the time, and finally Aunt Rong saw that nothing happened, she sighed shyly, looked at his palm hesitantly, moved her lips, slightly opened a gap, groaned and put Ren Hao's fingers into her sexy lips, "... um... are you satisfied... um... sooner or later... you will be mad at me..."

The last sentence seems to have become Fan Qirong's mantra, and Ren Hao has heard it countless times in the past two days.

Watching Fan Qirong inhale her finger, a sense of psychological conquest spread to the whole body, Ren Hao felt extremely happy, blinked and smiled, "...Tongue."

Fan Qirong's complexion changed slightly, she raised her eyes to look at him, and there was an angry panting sound from the tip of her nose, not long after, her eyelids drooped, her mouth trembled slowly, her neck moved forward, and Ren Hao's index finger It was all put into the mouth, as if it had touched the throat, and immediately, a warm and slippery touch wrapped around the fingers.

Aunt Rong just licked his fingers carefully with her tongue, sucking, hooking, curling, licking, and even moving her head back and forth, the corners of her eyes narrowed due to shyness were full of coquettishness.

Just a little longer.

Fan Qirong bit his finger hard, and looked at him resentfully: "Is it alright?"

Ren Hao pretended to be stupid: "...what can I do?"