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Until the jerky feeling disappeared, and a woman's voice sounded in his ears again, Ren Haofang was slightly relieved, and increased the intensity appropriately.

Boom!

A small hand hammered heavily on his back!

Boom!

This is the second time!

Boom!

The third time!

At the same time, the woman's legs became restless, she kept struggling and kicked Ren Hao's left buttocks and hip bones with her heels backwards.Perhaps it was due to the pain, the woman's thighs trembled slightly, and the trembling did not do much harm to Ren Hao.

"...Hiss...Ah...Hiss..." Underneath, the woman swaying along with Ren Hao's movement direction kept sucking in cold air, her voice was slightly suppressed, as if she was trying her best not to make too much noise, "... ...ss...let go...ss...get out..."

Ren Hao was taken aback again!

This voice really seemed to belong to Aunt Rong!

It's okay to get it wrong once, but it's not very right to hear it wrong twice, right?

Ren Hao's palm touched the woman's body, from the chest to the abdomen to the thighs, back and forth felt normal, the fleshy feel was very plump, and Xia Wanqiu's figure was thin, it was impossible to produce such a Delicate touch!

I rely on!

Really Aunt Rong!

Ren Hao stopped his movements in an instant, and the whole person stayed there. The next moment, he rushed forward with his body on his back, and at the same time as Fan Qirong's call sounded, there was also the wall lamp on the wall, beeping, flickering faintly The light instantly illuminates the bedroom!

Ren Hao blinked his eyes, and cold sweat spread all over his body!

Fan Qirong, who was half-naked, bit her lip tremblingly, her face was flushed, her nightgown was faintly soaked with sweat, and the eyes that were staring at her tightly, flashed an angry color from time to time.

Not far from the connected body of the two, there is a woman who is fast asleep—Xia Wanqiu!

She slept soundly, curled up facing the wall inside like a kitten, and closed her eyes quietly.Fan Qirong's bent knee was only a few centimeters away from touching Xia Wanqiu's buttocks.

It's a double bed, enough room for two people.

The bed was covered with a thin layer of quilt in late summer and autumn, and there were also a few fashionable clothes scattered around, including a suspender shirt, black short shorts, and flesh-colored lace-trimmed pants that reached the thighs. Stockings, blah blah blah.

Oh my God!

I went to the wrong person!

Why did Aunt Rong sleep with Wan Qiu! ?

Alcohol can make people's thinking and body dull, coupled with this sudden situation, Ren Hao was stunned!

Fan Qirong bit her lip and looked at Ren Hao's expression, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she forced her body to back up while enduring the pain!

Hiss!

Fan Qirong finally got rid of Ren Hao's encroachment, but her pale face seemed to be in severe pain.

"Aunt Rong, I..."

Ren Hao was about to explain, but at this moment, Xia Wanqiu's eyelids moved slightly under the stimulation of the dazzling light, grunting, the eyelids opened slightly, and slowly narrowed...

Xia Wanqiu woke up!

A strong sense of crisis hit Ren Hao's body, he didn't speak any more, and rolled over from the bed as fast as he could, and with a bang, he fell to the floor with a heavy sound.Grinning his teeth, Ren Hao screamed in pain, and didn't care about anything else, grabbed the underwear and shorts that had just come off the floor, and crawled under the bed while lying on his stomach!

His head was barely under the bed, and he heard Xia Wanqiu's confused voice from above: "...What's wrong? Why did you turn on the light?"

Ren Hao's heart rose to his throat, he didn't dare to breathe, and continued to lie on his stomach slowly with the most gentle movements, for fear of making a slight movement, which would arouse Xia Wanqiu's suspicion.Ren Hao prayed in his heart, Aunt Rong, please don't speak ill of me to Wan Qiu, I, I swear I didn't mean it!

"Huh..." When Xia Wanqiu rubbed her eyes and saw Fan Qirong's exposed buttocks, she was obviously startled: "This is..."

Fan Qirong panted, looked at her, and gently pulled the nightgown around her waist back onto her legs, covering her plump buttocks. However, what was the trace of bright red blood on the corner of the skirt and on the bed sheet? Unable to hide it anymore, Fan Qirong gritted her teeth and pondered for a while, then Fang raised her head: "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare..."

Xia Wanqiu snorted, stared at the bloodstain thoughtfully, frowned, thoughtfully but did not speak.

Fan Qirong noticed her gaze, and her face flushed hotly, "...I didn't calculate the time well, so I came early."

Although the color is slightly lighter, and there are many other transparent liquids on it, Xia Wanqiu didn't seem to notice these, and nodded suddenly, "...change the sheets." Then he pulled out a few napkins from the side of the pillow , and handed it to Fan Qirong: "Block it first, I will clean up here."

"Sorry, I'm going back to sleep..." Fan Qirong smiled apologetically, took the paper and pressed it into her skirt. After thinking about it, Fang Shi staggered to the door, looked back at the floor under the bed, and sucked With a sigh of relief, she turned her head and left Xia Wanqiu's bedroom.

Ren Hao, lying under the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, moved his ears, and listened quietly to the movement above.

Not long after, two little feet landed on the ground. Ren Hao saw that Xia Wanqiu went to the door and threw the sheet in the corner of the bedroom. He didn't go out to get a new sheet, and went back to the bed. The lights are off.

Following a few rustling quilts, there was no movement in the room.

Xia Wanqiu seemed to be asleep.

Ren Hao didn't know when she would really fall asleep, so he could only wait here dryly.

What can Aunt Rong do?

Me, I actually gave Aunt Rong to that!

It's not... It's not...

Don't look at Ren Hao flirting with Fan Qirong a few hours ago, however, that was only limited to ambiguity, of course he knew that it was absolutely impossible for Aunt Rong to take the last step with him, but now, what he did to her , can the relationship with Aunt Rong continue as usual?

Moreover, Fan Qirong was about to go south to settle down, would this incident cause her to never return to Fengyang?

The more Ren Hao thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He wished he could fly to Fan Qirong's side immediately to see her expression and ask her what she thought.

……

Just to be on the safe side, Ren Haoyue waited under the bed for a full hour. Hearing the sound of even breathing above him, he dared to get out slowly, held the slippers in his hand, stepped on the socks on the ground, and walked out quietly. A room in late summer and autumn.Standing at the door and letting out a sigh of relief, Ren Hao pondered for a while, and went back to his room first, after all, his whole body was still naked.

squeak...

When he opened the door and entered the room, Ren Hao was taken aback for a moment, only to see Fan Qirong with a gloomy face eagerly looking at the moonlight outside the window, without looking back at him at all.

Ren Hao smiled awkwardly, put on his trousers first, then wrapped the condom in his hand in toilet paper and threw it into the trash can. No one else should find out about this stuff.

"Aunt Rong..." After finishing all this work, Ren Haofang bravely walked up to Fan Qirong and sat down, "Why are you in the late autumn room? I clearly saw you two talking about clothes in the living room, and you didn't go back to your room after the chat." ?”

Fan Qirong didn't look back, she still stared straight out of the window: "I asked Wan Qiu to try on the clothes, if it's okay, I'll let her wear them, then went to her room with her, tried on the clothes, I was still a little dizzy in my head, we two Then I lay on the bed and continued chatting, and at some point, she and I fell asleep..." To Ren Hao's surprise, Fan Qirong actually answered his question, and didn't even take the initiative to ask.

Ren Hao felt restless for a while, and could only explain: "I was looking for Wanqiu or something. You know, she likes to hang curtains when she sleeps, and the room is so dark that I can't see anything. I took off my clothes and went to see her." I touched you before, but I finally touched you, but I thought it was late autumn, so...cough cough...I'm sorry, Aunt Rong...I swear I didn't mean it."

Fan Qirong looked at him indifferently, but did not speak.

Ren Hao clearly saw that Aunt Rong's satin nightdress was imprinted with an eye-catching bright red, he felt a twinge in his heart, hesitantly opened his arms, and hugged Aunt Rong's body tightly from the side: "Aunt Rong, I'm sorry... ..."

Fan Qirong trembled suddenly, twisted her waist and struggled twice, her small fist hit his chest like a storm, and she was very emotional: "Let go! I let you go!" Finally, she used her index finger and big fist She pinched his waist with her thumb and twisted it hard. This time, Fan Qirong exhausted all her strength.

Ren Hao let out a "hiss" in his mouth, but he still hugged her and would not let go of her no matter what.

Fan Qirong groaned and loosened her hands, and in a second, exerted strength again. After a while, she looked at Ren Hao's painful face, and let out a heavy sigh in her throat, retracted her arms, stopped struggling, and turned her head to look at The faint moonlight at the end of the sky: "...We are... doing evil..."

Ren Hao hugged her affectionately, lowered his head, and kissed Fan Qirong's forehead: "Aunt Rong, I fell in love with you a long time ago, maybe when I was in elementary school, maybe when I was in junior high school. I don't even know it, anyway, holding you in my arms like this now, and kissing your forehead lightly is something I wanted to do a long time ago..."

Feeling the warm temperature on her forehead, Fan Qirong's eyelids drooped and she moved her lips as if to say something, but in the end, it was replaced by an endless sigh: "...a crime... ah... this is a crime ..."

"A crime? What a crime?" Ren Hao curled his lips inadvertently: "You are not my aunt, but you are just calling my mother, elder sister, and elder sister. This is also called a crime? Besides, your father and my grandfather are worshiping together. Brothers are not even considered as brothers, at most they are called brothers and sisters, can this also be regarded as relatives?"

Although Fan Qirong was still sitting quietly like that, but gradually, she shifted the center of gravity of her body to Ren Hao's chest, and leaned against him to look at the moon: "...Where is late autumn? Don't you keep saying that you want to marry her?"

"Aunt Rong, do you think I'm not a thing?" Ren Hao buried his head in Aunt Rong's hair. This kind of warm scene made him feel very comfortable, and he just wanted to sleep like this: "I love you At the same time in late autumn, I still like you and others..."

Fan Qirong raised her eyes to look at the small chin on her face, her face changed slightly: "... Who are they referring to?"

Ren Hao let out a huh, hummed and said haha: "Hehe, that's all I said, no one, hehe, no one..."

Fan Qirong paused, shook her head and sighed, slowly pushed his chest and squeezed out from Ren Hao's embrace, looked at him, reached out and fondled his hair: "Perhaps this is the virtue of men, seeing one loves the other." , will never be satisfied, Hao, don't think so badly of yourself..."

Ren Hao glanced blankly at Fan Qirong's lower body: "You don't blame me?"

"In the eyes of my aunt, you are just a naughty child..." Fan Qirong subconsciously covered her skirt with her hands, and her two white thighs twisted unnaturally: "It's like this now, no wonder, What's the use?" Fan Qirong touched his head, slowly retracted her arm, her eyes drooped, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Then the two of us from now on..." Ren Hao stopped talking, but he thought Aunt Rong could understand.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Fan Qirong straightened her face: "What about us? What after? Don't you think you haven't bullied Auntie enough? What else do you want Auntie to do!" Unknowingly, her voice got a little louder.

"Uh, that's not what I meant..." Ren Hao scratched his head depressingly. In fact, he still meant that, but seeing Fan Qirong's reaction was so strong, it was hard to say it out. After all, it would be meaningless if the relationship froze. , "I mean, can you not go?"

Fan Qirong shook her head sullenly, but said nothing.

He doesn't know whether Aunt Rong loves him or not, but what is certain is that she has a good impression of him, the kind of affection between a man and a woman, otherwise, after this inexplicable loss, Fan Qirong wouldn't just pass it by so lightly. As if nothing happened.

"You go to sleep..." Fan Qirong stood up slowly pulling her skirt, and walked out with difficulty. Ren Hao wanted to help her upstairs, but Aunt Rong refused. He had no choice but to watch Fan Qirong until he heard the sound of closing the door , Fang closed the door and entered the room, and leaned back on the bed exhausted.

Looking at Aunt Rong's appearance, it seems that she doesn't care about it. Alas, maybe she feels that she will leave in a few days, so there is no need to care about me anymore, right?

After thinking about it, Ren Hao gradually lost his mind.

Is that why Aunt Rong left?

But, but I can't bear it!

Although when I said it just now, Ren Hao was very disapproving of the relationship between the two of them as "aunt and nephew", but that was just trying to persuade Aunt Rong to feel at ease, how could Ren Hao not have this hurdle in his heart?

If it develops naturally, Ren Hao reckons that he will never have the courage to make Aunt Rong a lover, at most he will continue this ambiguous relationship, after all, he already has Xia Wanqiu.

But now, Ren Hao's heart is in a mess, he really has the idea of ​​carrying shamelessness to the end.

Pushing Fan Qirong down this time was absolutely unexpected. Just like Gu Yueyan that time, Ren Hao also felt a deep sense of guilt towards Aunt Rong. Originally, he liked Aunt Rong, but now the two of them Having already had sex, although a bit shameless, Ren Hao still couldn't let go of his thoughts about Aunt Rong.

Anyway, I have been shameless once, and one more time, that's what happened.

Ren Hao found to his dismay that his psychological bottom line had once again been lowered a lot.

Halo, your lust is too serious, right?

Will less die?Will you die?

Ren Hao despised himself, but while cursing, he secretly made a decision.

……

The next morning.

Ren Hao got up early on purpose, and after washing up, he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Aunt Rong to go downstairs. Fan Qirong was the first to wake up at this time every day.He brewed a cup of scented tea for himself, and Ren Hao took a sip of the teacup, and exhaled, the faint fragrance lingered between his mouth and nose, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed after only three hours of sleep, as if the fatigue of the whole night had been swept away And empty.

"Good tea..."

The tea was brought by Xie Zhijing, and there are naturally no cheap things in her house.

blah blah blah...

The sound of slippers stepping on the floor came from the second floor of the villa. It was slow and soft, but the rhythm was a little chaotic.Ren Hao looked up, and saw Fan Qirong in long-sleeved silk pajamas appearing at the top of the stairs, and she obviously saw Ren Hao, she was slightly taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped down the stairs.

Ren Hao quickly dropped the teacup, went up to greet her graciously, and escorted Aunt Rong down the stairs while holding Aunt Rong's arm.

Fan Qirong gave him a strange look, but she didn't refuse Ren Hao's kindness. When she got to the first floor, she twisted her arm and took it back from Ren Hao's hand: "Go to sleep, and make breakfast when Auntie is done washing up." ..." Looking at Fan Qirong's expression, there seemed to be nothing wrong with her, she looked ordinary.

Ren Hao opened the bathroom door for Fan Qirong without saying a word, and immediately ran to the kitchen: "No need, I will cook..."

Fan Qirong frowned: "Hao, if you have anything to say, just say it."

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

Although Ren Hao is usually considerate of himself, he has never smiled so attentively before. That smile made Fan Qirong feel a little bad.

"It's okay..." Ren Hao stood in the kitchen and shrugged his shoulders: "What can I do, hehe, I'm afraid that you will be tired because you cook by yourself these days."

"Really?" Fan Qirong looked at him intently, then shook her head, and walked slowly into the bathroom.

wow wow wow...

After washing her face, Fan Qirong sighed deeply at herself in the mirror, and the base of her neck turned red unknowingly.Even though she tried her best to maintain a calm posture, the moment she saw Ren Hao, Fan Qirong felt a wave of embarrassment in her heart, wishing she could stay away from him.

One hand touched her left chest, as if the man's palm was still there last night, Fan Qirong looked down, dazed...

After returning to the bedroom and getting dressed, Fan Qirong went back to the living room again, hesitated for a while, and decided to go into the kitchen to help Ren Hao.

"Let's go together." Fan Qirong squeezed him away who was cutting sausages in front of the chopping board, took the knife from Ren Hao, and began to cut by himself: "Just heat up the milk, and the rest will come." Fan Qirong turned her back Look at him, say it, and never look back.

Seeing the red glow on Aunt Rong's ears, Ren Hao was stunned, and probably understood her embarrassment. The calm and indifferent appearance on the surface was most likely an act of faking.

"Then be careful, don't cut your hand."

Fan Qirong hesitated and wanted to look back at him, but she still didn't do so after all, and hummed lightly.

Ren Hao stared at her from behind, glanced outside the kitchen, walked forward, and slowly hugged Aunt Rong.

"What are you doing!" Fan Qirong shook her hand, and the kitchen knife almost fell on the chopping board. She twisted it a few times, with two emotions of anger and embarrassment on her face: "...Don't do this! Let go of Auntie! Yesterday Auntie said you Don't you understand? Come on! Stop messing around!"

Ren Hao hugged again, controlled Fan Qirong's two arms in his arms, put his mouth against the back of Aunt Rong's head and said softly: "I really don't want to let you go, Aunt Rong, you like me, stay here ,OK?"