Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 53: Save some face for Auntie...

Snapped!
The belt fell, and the tumbling ripples were clearly visible.

Huacheng Xingzi begged for mercy softly: "Auntie was wrong..."

Ionuma Isao continued to wave the belt with one hand, and reached out with the other hand to lift the skirt of her kimono, revealing a smooth and delicate calf.

"...don't touch it!"

Huacheng Xingzi's beautiful eyes were blurred and her eyes flashed.

"Don't act like you're in charge..."

Iinuma Isao put his hand on her calf and kneaded it slightly, his fingertips occasionally tracing across her tender lotus-like skin.

Huacheng Xingzi gritted her teeth, her legs were tightly stretched, and her skin that could be broken by blows showed a charming pink color.

Ionuma Isao felt more and more in his heart that he was not enough and wanted more, wanting her to be more submissive to him...

The palms of his hands followed her slender and straight thighs to her lower abdomen, holding her slender waist in a half-circle position.

Huacheng Xingzi frowned: "You...you can save some face for Auntie..."

"What do you think would happen if my mother or Iori saw this?" Iinuma Isao asked with evil intentions.

"……say no more!"

Huacheng Xingzi closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, trying her best to suppress her shame and anger.

She was very upset now.

Anger, shame, embarrassment, shame...

These emotions came one after another, making her will to resist weaker and weaker.

What's even more frightening is that she found that her body, as cold and arrogant as ice, adapted too quickly...

That vague and unfamiliar longing began to grow wildly in her heart, which made her, who always claimed to be traditional and conservative, find it extremely ironic - Huacheng Kyoko, you turned out to be a promiscuous woman too!

"Aren't you going to continue begging for mercy?" Iinuma Isao asked.

Huacheng Xingzi turned around with difficulty, and gave him a fierce look with her eyes, and there was a war between heaven and man in her heart.

How could she, who has an aloof and arrogant temperament and a high status, say such condescending words?

Seeing her insisting on being a mistress, Ionuma Isao raised his hand directly!

"...!"

Huacheng Xingzi's body suddenly tightened.

The moonlight shining in from the window fell on her jade-like skin, like sprinkling a layer of icing sugar on a light pink pastry, making people feel sweet in the throat just looking at it.

The reserve and cold arrogance that she insisted on in her heart gradually collapsed... The noble matron could no longer be noble.

Ionuma Isao finally stopped the interrogation plan tonight.

At this time, Huacheng Xingzi could no longer breathe, and her body was stretched like a fully stretched bowstring. After a while, her body collapsed instantly, and her whole body seemed to have no bones, and she was paralyzed.
"Okay, are you okay..." she asked breathlessly.

"Huh?" Ionuma Isao pretended not to hear clearly, "What did you say? Say one more thing."

"You...you bastard!" Huacheng Xingzi gritted her silver teeth.

Ionuma Isao raised his hand again.

Huacheng Xingzi immediately surrendered, her eyes as soft as water: "Auntie is wrong..."

Ionuma Isao asked: "Are you sure you're not being harsh?"

Huacheng Xingzi turned around and gave him a fierce look first, and then put on a pitiful look of aggrievedness: "Auntie, don't be tough, whatever you say is what you say..." The usually aloof and arrogant matron begged for mercy, Ionuma Isao felt a lot of accomplishment in his heart.

Oh shit!

This feeling is so cool!
This is not about conquering the goddess, but skipping the tedious foreplay and directly taming the goddess of your dreams.

"Let's get down to business!" Ionuma Isao hugged her waist and lifted her directly into his arms.

Huacheng Xingzi leaned against his chest weakly.

The almost soaked kimono felt cold and uncomfortable against my skin.

But her whole body was weak at the moment, so she could only endure the discomfort and calm down her breathing and mood as soon as possible.

……

Huacheng Xingzi looked up in his arms.

In Ru Shui's eyes, he could see the boy's raised Adam's apple and his delicate chin.

The warm warmth gradually seeped into my heart as the skin touched each other... Auntie felt that she was enjoying it very much.

Iinuma Isao unbuttoned the belt on her hand and said jokingly, "It feels like you have gained weight..."

Huacheng Xingzi didn't say anything, but while rubbing her sore and numb wrists, she complained about him in her heart: You 484 don't want to live long if you say such things to a woman!

Ionuma Isao was actually right.

Her body is plump and toned. To put it bluntly, she has a very pregnant figure.

In the past two years or so, she has struggled to eat well and sleep poorly, but she can still maintain her body shape, which is enough to show how powerful her talent is.

After Ionuma Isao arrived, she ate well and slept well, and her figure became visibly rounder.

The body becomes more charming, the behavior becomes more courageous and confident, and the overall impression is strong and elegant.

At this time, her mind was calm, her skin was as smooth as water, and her body functions were gradually returning to their peak state... If she was conceived in this state, she would definitely be able to hold a fair and fat baby in the early spring of next year.

Thinking of this, Ionuma Isao couldn't help laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

Huacheng Xingzi frowned displeased.

She felt that the boy was laughing at him, so she was a little dissatisfied.

"I remember what my mother looked like when she gave birth to me." Iinuma Isao said cheerfully.

Why didn't your mother strangle you to death on the spot after you came out? Huacheng Xingzi stopped talking and pressed her cheek against his chest, quietly digesting the aftertaste in her body.

The kimono on her body was soaked and she felt so uncomfortable, but she was too embarrassed to say it...

I thought about sending him away quickly so that I could take a shower and change clothes, so the old aunt said softly: "Don't you want to know why I killed my father? Open the drawer of the bedside table and take out the photo..."

Ionuma Isao opened the bedside table and took out a gold-rimmed photo frame.

A gold-rimmed photo frame holds a slightly yellowed photo.

There are three women in the photo.

In the background is a cherry blossom tree, with fallen cherry blossoms falling like rain.

The beautiful woman in the middle has elegant makeup, wearing a black striped kimono, and her Showa-style bun outlines her gorgeous and dignified beauty.

She is naturally the old aunt.

(End of this chapter)