virtuous, virtuous, virtuous
—This is Dong Xuebin’s long-standing evaluation of Qu Yunxuan.
Aunt Xuan, a woman who is gentle to the core, has no shortcomings in Dong Xuebin's opinion. She has a frighteningly beautiful face and a frightening figure. She is tasteful, well-educated, temperamental, kind-hearted, gentle to others, and can go up and down the hall. In the kitchen, she is simply a perfect woman. Therefore, when he saw that Qu Yunxuan, who had always been gentle in his heart, was squatting on the chair and giving herself something, Dong Xuebin couldn't believe his eyes. Is this Aunt Xuan? How could this be Aunt Xuan
Too much
Dong Xuebin held his breath immediately, not even daring to take a breath, for fear that Aunt Xuan would find him.
On the chair behind the door, Qu Yunxuan was squatting with her head slightly raised. Her wavy black hair was messy on her back and shoulders. She was breathing very fast. After a while, she let out a soft hum in her throat and quickly removed her hands from her mouth. He took it out and put it down, then took it up with his other hand and put his fingers into his mouth. The plump and white thighs that could be vaguely seen by Dong Xuebin were slightly flushed, as if they were painted with a charming color.
My sweet Aunt Xuan doesn’t do this every day, does she
This is too blah blah blah
Dong Xuebin was very restless, his throat was dry, and he stared hard into the room with his eyes wide open. Unfortunately, Aunt Xuan's back was turned to him, and most of her parts were invisible. Bah, bah, Dong Xuebin, Dong Xuebin, look at this shit, think about how to leave quickly, wait until Aunt Xuan is done, and if you are also in the room, a hundred mouths will not be able to explain it clearly, saying You've been sleeping in the kitchen and haven't seen anything? Who would believe it? Aunt Xuan will definitely have a grudge in her heart by then, and her chances of pursuing her will be slim.
Thinking of the seriousness of the problem, Dong Xuebin broke into a cold sweat. Now is not the time to indulge in eye addiction. He must leave quickly.
He took one final glance at the looming plump breasts beside the chair, then reluctantly withdrew his gaze, turned around, tiptoed across the hall and stood at the door. The door lock is an old-fashioned one, and it will definitely make a sound when it is opened. Even if Aunt Xuan is doing that, she will still hear the sound. Listening to the breathing in his ears getting faster and faster, Dong Xuebin knew that Aunt Xuan was almost dead, and he became anxious and actually came up with an idea.
He reached for the door lock and opened it with a click. Then he took a few steps and pulled the security door to make a sound. Finally, he took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and clattered. He shook it twice, and finally closed the newly opened door with a bang. He turned towards the hall, pretending that he had just opened the door and entered the house with the key from outside.
Dong Xuebin was able to fool him temporarily, but as soon as he made a sound, the bedroom suddenly became chaotic.
The chair seemed to fall over
Dongla, my high heels seem to have fallen off
"Who? Xiaobin?"
Dong Xuebin pretended to be stupid and said: "Ah, Aunt Xuan, you are at home. I thought you were not back."
"Don't come in yet, wait outside, wait a minute." Qu Yunxuan in the room may have fallen off the chair, her voice was a little painful and panicked, the sound of high heels dragging and the belt buckle jingling. After the crashing sound, the bedroom door slammed shut, "Auntie just came back, phew, she's changing clothes."
"Uh, sorry, sorry, I don't know, should I go back first?"
"... You, um, just wait, it will be ready soon."
Dong Xuebin exhaled and patted his face hard to calm himself down, but don't let Aunt Xuan see the flaw.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, Qu Yunxuan, whose neck was slightly hot, walked out of the room. The jeans were still the same ones that Dong Xuebin saw before. Her shirt was changed into a light-colored cotton shirt for home, "There are too many clothes. Haha, I don’t even know which one to wear." Aunt Xuan returned to her dignified and virtuous expression, completely different from her previous appearance.
Dong Xuebin coughed, "You haven't eaten yet?"
"Just walked in, not yet."
"It just so happens that I haven't eaten either, so I'll go cook."
"Didn't I ask you to wait for Auntie? Why are you so disobedient?" Qu Yunxuan glared at him, "Don't worry about it, Auntie went to wash the vegetables."
Dong Xuebin said: "The vegetables have been cut long ago. Just put them in the pot and stir-fry them. You just come back and take a breather. I'll do it."
"You." Qu Yunxuan smiled angrily, raised her finger and scratched Dong Xuebin's nose habitually.
The picture of Aunt Xuan's hand suddenly appeared in his mind. Dong Xuebin's chest felt hot, and he took a sip of her fingers reflexively. Well, the fingers were moist and a little wet, and there was a strong strange smell on them. .
Qu Yunxuan may have thought of something. She hurriedly picked up the sleeve of her left hand and wiped Dong Xuebin's nose. While wiping, she explained with a blush, "Look at my aunt's mind. When I just changed clothes, I saw that the cabinet was too dirty, so I took The rag was soaked in water and wiped the cabinet. Look, I didn't even bother to wash my hands. They were still wet. Xiaobin, you... go wash your face. Go, my hands are dirty. "Khan, it turns out Aunt Xuan can do it too." Talking nonsense.
Dong Xuebin's heartbeat was pounding and he touched his nose, "Ahem, no need, no need."
Qu Yunxuan glanced at his nose, a blush appeared at the base of his neck, "Well, then... Auntie, go wash your hands first, are you waiting to try your handiwork today?"
"Okay, take a look."
When Aunt Xuan quickly entered the bathroom, Dong Xuebin absentmindedly entered the kitchen and started cooking.
As soon as she heated up the oil and put it into the pot with green onion and ginger, Qu Yunxuan came into the kitchen with a wet towel. She gently raised her white and tender hands, dipped Dong Xuebin's nose with the towel, and said with a smile. : "You'd better wipe your face. The rag my aunt used to clean the cabinets wipes everything with it. It's dirty and smells bad. It'll be uncomfortable if it touches your nose."
Dong Xuebin smiled dryly and thanked him.
Qu Yunxuan wiped him for more than a dozen times before giving up, "Then you cook, and Auntie goes to wash the clothes. The two pairs of dirty socks I took from you last time haven't been washed for you yet. Haha, those stinky socks of yours, from now on." Don’t give it to Auntie if it’s so dirty. If it’s a little dirty, bring it to Auntie, otherwise it won’t be easy to wash and it will take a long time to soak in soap.”
"Yeah." Dong Xuebin said awkwardly: "Well, cough, I'll call you when the food is ready."
Seeing Aunt Xuan walking away, Dong Xuebin's eyes followed her, staring at the plump buttocks stretched by his jeans and swallowing. Today he saw another side of Qu Yunxuan that no one knew about. His mood was complicated. He was a little greedy, a little shocked, a little stunned, and a little surprised. Could it be that Aunt Xuan is the kind of person who becomes a housewife when she enters the kitchen and becomes a lady when she leaves the house? , the woman who turned into a ** on the bedside
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