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

Chapter 88 I came at the wrong time, no, you came at the right time

The candles flickered and the smoke curled up.

The air seemed particularly turbid, accompanied by wisps of refreshing fragrance.

Under the dim dining table, the old wife and young husband hugged and kissed each other closely, enjoying this ecstasy of happiness.

Huacheng Xingzi couldn't think about anything.

Whether this was emotional happiness or physical satisfaction, she couldn't tell now.

She seemed to be in a soft world. Not only was she in a sweet mood, but her whole body melted completely.

Ionuma Isao held her hand and calmed her breathing.

Huacheng Xingzi was ecstatic and whispered: "I love this feeling so much..."

"Me too!" Ionuma Isao hugged her tightly, put his mouth close to her ear and whispered softly, "Why don't you try something happier?"

With these words, Huacheng Xingzi's sinking consciousness instantly recovered and she said the word "no".

At this time, her whole body slipped to the floor.

Ionuma Isao held her, and she put her hands around his neck.

The normally serious mistress was as quiet as a virgin at this moment, closing her eyes and curling up in his arms as meekly as a puppy.

She became a little delicate and delicate, no longer noble and cold.

Such a gesture has a unique charm, which is more sultry and makes people fascinated.

"To be honest, your compatibility with me is getting better and better..." Ionuma Isao pressed his cheek against her delicate face and breathed hot breath into her ear, "Why don't we extend the relationship between husband and wife for a while? Time."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes flickered and did not respond to this.

But there was a delicate blush on her cheeks, and warm heat evaporated from her body. This made Iinuma Isao's heart throb. He gently held her hand and said softly: "If you don't say anything, I will treat it as your consent." .”

Huacheng Xingzi pulled her hand back hard and turned her face to the side without saying a word, as if she was unwilling to compromise easily on this issue.

See, that's what Awkward Monsters are like.

We have to take her down at once, otherwise she will snap again after taking a breath.

Ionuma Isao held her slender waist and pressed his chest gently against her back.

"release!"

"I won't let go."

"Axun..."

"Didn't you agree to do it for the last time?"

"This kind of thing can only be done zero times or countless times, okay!" Ionuma Isao replied, and said righteously, "Also, you don't know my character, so there is no reason to let go easily!"

Huacheng Xingzi was speechless by him, and fell silent again.

Of course she knew that Axun would not let go easily, so she could constantly use this reason to persuade herself to compromise...

If he would let go, she wouldn't dare to say that.

Ionuma Isao lowered his head, and the tip of his nose touched the skin between her neck and shoulders.

This body tightly wrapped in a black dress constantly exudes wisps of intoxicating and rich fragrance. Smelling this fragrance, the young man's heart is ready to move.

The scent of verbena rises with the smoke.

After reaching the ceiling, it gradually spread and floated lightly in the air.

The smell has a slight aphrodisiac effect.

Ionuma Isao held the old aunt's body, feeling that the relationship between the two was closer than ever before.

He felt that everything about her had become a part of his body, soft, sweet, and intoxicating... Smelling the fragrant body fragrance of his aunt, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and his right hand clung to her thigh dishonestly, slowly Sliding down between her legs.

"~~!"

Huacheng Xingzi frowned and snorted.

She reacted quite quickly, and immediately held down his wrist with one hand, looked up at his chin, and shouted sternly: "Get your hands away!"

Iinuma Isao's hand remained motionless.

However, it was not easy for him to be forceful, so he could only promise: "I won't move."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes struggled for a moment, her tense body slowly relaxed, her back leaned against his chest again, and then she added: "I won't pay attention to you if you move around..."

"it is good."

Ionuma Isao lowered his head, his face pressed against her neck, and his lips kissed her delicate shoulders.

In Tokyo in April, the night is slightly cool.

But Huacheng Xingzi's body temperature was rising little by little.

The crystal clear skin gradually turned red.

The fragrance on his body was evaporated by his body temperature, and the fatty aroma came out, which made Iinuma Xun's mind flutter and his whole body felt hot.

Let him be frivolous for a moment, Huacheng Xingzi suddenly turned his upper body, breathing warm breath into his nose, staring at him with blurred eyes: "Tell me about tonight, I am really curious. …”

"In the evening, I returned home and found a bulldozer pushing down the gate and wall..."

Accompanied by the rising fragrance of verbena, Ionuma Isao added a bit of art to his heroic deeds today in a cheerful tone, expressing them in an exaggerated way, like telling a story.

Huacheng Xingzi listened and drank wine.

When he talks about exciting things, a seductive smile can't help but appear on her face.

But when Iinuma Isao's eyes turned to her face, she showed an indifferent and reserved attitude, which made him both shaken and afraid to make a mistake rashly.

Her gesture seemed to be asking charmingly, "Are you really that devoted to me?", but at the same time, she seemed to be reminding him: "I am your aunt and your mother's best friend. Please don't act rashly."

In short, while Ionuma Isao enjoyed her graceful body, he was also tortured by her hot and cold attitude.

In this case, he quickly recounted what happened at Ito's house while burying his face in her chest.

Sometimes he gently kissed the beautiful lace on both sides of her collar, nibbled her delicate collarbone with his teeth, and suddenly smelled the warm and fragrant fragrance emanating from the heavy granaries on both sides.

This feeling is completely different from the feeling brought by Fu Ji's mother.

Being around Fu Ji's mother, he felt more affectionate and attached, a very clear relationship between elders and younger generations.

But here in Huacheng Xingzi, he could clearly feel the strong and clear love between men and women. Embracing the graceful figure with undulating lines covered by this soft silk dress, his whole body was boiling and his breathing was rapid.

"That old guy Ito actually has a gun!"

Hearing this, Huacheng Xingzi covered her mouth in surprise, her posture was very girlish.

"However, I just learned a gift of mind, which allows me to predict the timing of his shooting..." Iinuma Isao kissed her bare shoulders, and the hand that had been dormant between her legs for a long time was about to move, and gradually moved forward. Go, "He only fired two shots, and I cut off his hand with a knife."

Huh?
Ionuma Isao's expression was stunned for a moment.

What the old aunt is wearing tonight is actually a lace thong...

This unexpected discovery greatly excited him.

The matron, who is usually so conservative, dressed so boldly to match this evening dress, how could she not be heart-warming.

Maybe these underwear belong to Aunt Lizi...

"you are great……"

Huacheng Xingzi was sincerely happy.

However, the next second, her body suddenly stiffened, and her eyes quickly turned from shock to anger.

It was obvious that she felt it, her face turned red, and her nails pinched Ionuma Isao's arm hard.

Just before she was about to scold him, Ionuma Isao began to speak faster: "After Captain Ito's hand was broken, he lost the ability to fight back. I also designed him to kill his eldest son... My original intention was to make him miserable. "

These words made Huacheng Xingzi feel a huge joy in her heart.

A great revenge must be avenged...

In her pleasure, she forgot to stop him for a moment.

"But Team Leader Ito is also dead. It was the director of the Shibuya Police Station who shot him!" Ionuma Isao said.

Huacheng Xingzi's heart tightened, knowing that this was killing people and silencing them.

She wanted to ask about the current situation of the red snapper group, but suddenly her red lips parted, and a long and thin moan escaped from her throat.

At first, he didn't stop the boy immediately, but now he was so weak that he couldn't stop him at all.

Moreover, her body and mind were also swallowed up by strong emotions, and her whole body was so weak that she could not hold up the airs of a mistress...

"After tonight, the Red Snapper Group will be completely destroyed!"

"Not only are the team leader and his family dead, but all the dirty things they did have been exposed!"

Ionuma Isao's speech speed and movements are getting faster and faster.

Huacheng Xingzi buried her cheek on his shoulder, and clasped his back with her fingernails, her body trembling slightly. Tiny goosebumps appeared on her moist ice muscles. It was obvious that she was holding back and refused. Easily express the unbearable side of yourself.

"As early as half a month ago, I knew they were secretly making poison!"

"In the past half month, I have worked hard to find their stronghold and collected evidence to completely eliminate them..."

Accompanied by the boy's extremely fast words, Huacheng Xingzi's body twisted left and right as if it was uncomfortable, and her rosy face turned to the side.

At the same time, her white and flat belly kept shrinking...

"The Red Snapper Group has been destroyed!"

"I will not let go of the government forces behind them!"

Huacheng Xingzi could no longer hear clearly what he said.

The mistress bit her index finger in her mouth, and occasionally made two short sounds in her throat.

This tender voice, like crying and complaining, is intoxicating...

"No one can hurt the Huacheng family anymore!"

The boy's last shout hit the mistress's spiritual world like a battering ram.

At that moment, she felt the battering ram knocking her heart open, making the sound of something breaking.

"Ouch~!..."

The old aunt finally couldn't bear it anymore.

After a tender cry, she opened her mouth and bit Iinuma Isao's shoulder, resisting the strangeness to prevent herself from becoming more embarrassed.

Iinuma Isao couldn't help but hold her tightly in his arms.

A layer of fragrant sweat broke out all over the old aunt's body, and her whole body became oily and full of sweet smell.

"You, you bastard, don't respect me at all..." Huacheng Xingzi's whole body was hot and red, and her whole body was trembling slightly in his arms, "I, I will bite you to death..."

After saying that, she bit down hard with her teeth again.

However, although she recovered from her dazed state, her body was still limp and without any strength.

Not only is it not painful to bite, it is also very comfortable.

Iinuma Isao hugged her dripping body, recalling her charming posture just now, and couldn't help but said: "I really like you more and more. To me, except you, everything else in the world is nothing." Exist again..."

His tone was so decisive.

Huacheng Xingzi's chest was rising and falling, and she was still panting. After a while, she said coldly: "Don't like it anymore, just this time. I won't tolerate you anymore..."

Iinuma Isao hugged her waist: "At this time, you should say that you like me too."

Being hugged by him, Huacheng Xingzi did not struggle or speak.

Because the afterglow has not dissipated, her whole body's white and delicate skin is still stained with a thin layer of blush, as if she was drunk, hazy, lazy and charming;
The skin exudes a sticky fragrance unique to mature women, mixed with the smell of sweat, which is as alluring as drugged.

Iinuma Isao smelled the smell and soon felt it.

Kyoko Huacheng, who was silent at first, felt something was hitting her. She moved her body slightly and suddenly said: "As for love, I only yearn for platonic love."

"What?" Ionuma Isao was stunned.

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes wandered and she said quickly: "Compared to physical contact, I am more eager to pursue spiritual communication and rational spiritual pure love. So, let's express our love through emails in the future, and don't have any more physical contact." …”

"Are you sure what you are talking about?" Ionuma asked funnyly.

"Of course!" Huacheng Xingzi's slender red eyes were fully opened, and she stretched out her arms to support his shoulders, and said very seriously: "I admire your frankness about love. It shows that you are a practical person. . But I like a more elegant love, like the clever words used between each other, the understanding of each other after a little while, the feeling of sudden enlightenment, well, it means that the hearts are connected..."

"You won't hug or kiss anymore?" Iinuma Isao asked, holding back a smile.

"Of course, I don't like these at all!" Huacheng Xingzi looked disgusted.

Of course, this attitude was fake. She also knew that the boy could see through her thoughts, but she still acted like a tsundere girl, trying hard to keep up her airs and not let herself become a love brain that the boy could conquer with just a few words. woman.

Such an old aunt is so adorable!

It’s so adorable!

"If you can't do it in the future, then just do it once tonight!" Iinuma Isao suddenly hugged her and stood up.

Just when she stood up straight, Huacheng Xingzi shrank back, broke away from him, walked around a chair and came to the opposite side of the table.

Her steps were so light and agile, just like a fish swimming in the water.

She seemed a little shy, but also very self-possessed, and shouted across the table: "Platonic love starts from now on!"

"Hey, you are so heartless!" Ionuma Isao's eyes were blazing, "Aren't you going to give me your last night?"

"Listen to me, this is enough!" Huacheng Xingzi refused to show weakness, with a cold face, "You can't do anything to me, otherwise I won't see you again."

Ionuma Isao smiled.

This is a sly smile that can stir up a woman's heart.

"Everything is up to you, okay?" He promised, walking towards this side.

I believe in you ass...

Huacheng Xingzi knew that his guarantee was not credible at all, but her feet were nailed to the floor and she couldn't move forward. Ionuma Isao walked around the table and pulled her into his arms.

The old aunt struggled twice symbolically, resisted twice, and then sighed as if she was resigned to her fate: "It's really a crime to meet a child like you..."

There is a feeling that tonight is doomed.

But the old aunt is the mistress after all, so she thought about it and thought of a countermeasure.

"Sit down, let's drink some more wine." Huacheng Xingzi took the initiative to invite him to sit down.

Ionuma Isao looked at her strangely.

"Dear..." Huacheng Xingzi shouted awkwardly.

After calling out this name, she was extremely shy.

That beautiful face that is as warm as jade, with fair skin that is rosy, is simply beautiful.

Knowing that she wanted to get drunk in her heart, but for the sake of "honey", Ionuma Isao directly hugged her and sat on the stool together.

"I'll feed you." Huacheng Xingzi personally picked up the wine glass and fed him.

Ionuma Isao opened his mouth and drank.

He really couldn't drink enough. After two sips of wine, he felt a little dizzy.

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes brightened slightly.

Her alcohol capacity, bust size, and body fluid production are probably the few areas where she is better than Axun.

"You drink too." Iinuma Isao motioned her not to just watch.

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi doesn’t really want to drink it.

However, in order to get Axun drunk, he had no choice but to continue drinking.

She was confident in her ability to drink, so she gave him a warning look and started drinking generously.

Every time she took a sip, she asked Ionuma Isao to take a sip too.

Two people use the same cup.

She was obviously relying on her heavy drinking capacity to win back the favor with Axun.

Ionuma Isao is self-aware.

His mother won't let him drink. His alcohol capacity is almost zero, and he is definitely no match for her.

After drinking the first cup, he felt dizzy, knowing that he would definitely be drunk if he continued like this.

I have to find a way to treat her...

When it comes to drinking, Ionuma Isao is no match.

But in terms of perspective, the upright old aunt is not one ten thousandth as good as him.

Don't you want to get me drunk? Then I'll just use the trick... The second glass of wine has just been filled, Iinuma Isao shouted "I'm so sleepy, honey, let's go back to sleep", and then shook his head a few times , pretending to be drunk, lay down behind her and fell asleep.

"Whoo~"

Huacheng Xingzi breathed a long sigh of relief.

...Finally got this annoying guy drunk, it should be safe tonight.

She was still sitting on Iinuma Isao's lap with his arms around her waist, but he was already drunk and she was not in a hurry to get up.

The candlelight flickered in her eyes. She held the wine glass and quietly enjoyed the drifting and emotions in her heart.

She was also drunk and hazy.

After Axun got drunk, she no longer had a sullen face, but her expression turned into a cheerful and charming one.

She is indeed a little drunk, but she is not so rude. This is a sign that she cannot hide the joy in her heart... She can feel a mysterious and subtle love that is constantly fermenting in her heart. It evokes an image of unspeakable pleasure.

That picture made her feel so excited and so horny.

In the final analysis, regardless of her noble status, she is just a woman after all.

What's more, she is an older leftover girl who has not been treated by anyone and has a ridiculously sensitive constitution... Out of the dignity and pride of the mistress, she is usually aloof and arrogant, and has never thought about the affairs between men and women.

The arrival of Axun made her realize the taste of food, but she could suppress the burning desire in her heart and turn a blind eye to it.

However, this is always self-deception.

When those desires are accumulated high enough, the accumulated strength will more easily destroy her reserve and arrogance in one go.

"But what else can I do if I don't suppress it..."

In the candlelight, the mistress's cold and beautiful face looked a little complicated.

"This is Sister Xun's son. If I don't suppress myself, how can I really have a relationship with him? How shameless... Besides, I am 22 years older than him. Do I want him to marry me? Doesn’t this hurt him..."

As he rambled on, Ionuma Isao opened his eyes and secretly looked at her profile.

In the warm candlelight, her fair and delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of golden gauze, giving it an unusually moving beauty. Although her expression remained calm, there was a hint of girlish thoughts in her slender eyes. Such tact and annoyance.

"Forget it, let's take you back to your room first..."

Huacheng Xingzi stood up and wanted to help the drunken boy back to the house.

At this time, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Who is it!" Huacheng Xingzi was startled.

Turning around and looking over, there was a soft light blooming at the door.

"What are you doing?"

Such a slender and crisp voice - Huacheng Xingzi couldn't help but be envious.

A weak and soft light like a firefly moved into the room from the door and illuminated the girl's face.

A flawless face and porcelain-smooth snow-white skin.

The dark and shiny pupils are decorated with long eyelashes, showing a beautiful girl who is obsessed with sex.

Hua Cheng Iori, who had just returned home, was stunned when he saw that the lights in the living room were not turned on. Then he saw that there were candles on the dining table, and Ionuma Isao was still sleeping on the table, so he asked with a puzzled look: "This is light, you guys eat by candlelight?" dinner?"

"Ah, it's a celebration." Huacheng Xingzi hurriedly came over and hugged her niece, "The Red Snapper Group has been destroyed. From now on, we will no longer be threatened. So Axun made something to celebrate with me... …”

"what?"

Huacheng Iori pouted dissatisfiedly: "You won't wait until I come back to celebrate?"

"Uh, come back?" Huacheng Xingzi was surprised, "Why come back? Aren't you sleeping at home?"

"..."

Huacheng Iori took a deep breath.

The angel's angry eyes looked at someone lying on the table.

‘In order to show off, I took credit for your achievements, please don’t expose me! ’

‘Please, Lord Angel! ’

See, even the dead can have a voice.

Huacheng Iori let out a sneer that could kill people, and his eyes were cold: "Okay, okay, I fell asleep, I slept very hard!"

Even without looking at her, Ionuma Isao could feel the angel's eyes falling on him.

Those eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Didn't I come at the right time?" she asked Mr. Dead Man with a smile.

"No, you came at the right time." Huacheng Kyoko didn't know that her niece was asking Iinuma Isao, so she happily pulled her niece to the dining table, "There is a lot of food here, what do you like?"

Huacheng Iori was so hungry that she looked at the pasta and salad on the table and ate them. At the same time, she looked meaningfully at her sexy aunt: "Candlelight dinner, why do you want to make it so romantic? And you are dressed so formally... "

"Uh……"

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes dodge.

"Aunt's clothes are very wet." My niece said with a sweet smile.

"...wet with wine."

My aunt's face was so red that she was bleeding.

"Oh, and..." The tip of my niece's delicate little nose sniffed the air cutely, "Did aunt ask about any strange smell?"

"Yes, it's incense..."

My aunt hesitated, her heart almost beating out of her chest.

"Auntie, you are dishonest." Iori Huacheng's eyes narrowed slightly, like a child doing a prank, pointing his little hand at Ionuma Isao next to him, "Let me guess, am I going to call this guy uncle?"

"Eh?"

Huacheng Xingzi's face stiffened instantly.

In front of this niece, she couldn't stand it at all...

At this time, Ionuma Isao, who was pretending to be drunk, quickly became drunk and helped her share her energy.

"Uncle, call me uncle..." He drunkenly raised his face, looked at the angel, and giggled.

The angel slapped his face back on the table: "Shut your stinky pig mouth!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Huacheng Kyoko was not polite, slapped him hard on the head, and scolded: "If you talk nonsense again, I will send you back to Hokkaido and let your mother teach you a lesson!"

"..."

Ionuma Isao lowered his head, feeling very depressed.

The angel was still feeling annoyed, so he put his little foot under the table and stepped heavily on his foot.

'You wait for me...'

Ionuma Isao said harsh words in his heart.

The angel's cold gaze slowly moved away from him.

Just when he thought this would be the end of it, eyes full of coldness locked onto him again...

You are so stingy!

It's a pity that he is pretending to be drunk at the moment.

If he was awake, he would definitely notice it.

The last look that locked his eyes came from the blood-red eyes outside the window.

With Ionuma Isao's interruption just now, Huacheng Iori couldn't continue to be weird about her aunt, and concentrated on eating. Huacheng Xingzi looked at her from the side, her eyes full of tenderness, and would give her a piece of food from time to time.

Angel was busy all night and was very tired when he got home. After eating and drinking, he went to the bathroom in slippers.

Kyoko Huacheng cleared the tableware and cleaned the floor alone, then helped Iinuma Isao up and prepared to help him back to his room.

"Don't touch me~"

Ionuma Isao complained dissatisfiedly, pretending to be disturbed in his sleep, and rubbed hard against Huacheng Kyoko.

The old aunt was already a little drunk and her steps were not very steady.

The boy took the opportunity to grab her wrist and pulled her hard, causing the two of them to roll to the floor. Before she could react, he held her tightly with his hands and feet and rolled her into a ball.

"You, aren't you drunk..."

Huacheng Xingzi was shocked and angry, and struggled a few times.

But she also drank a lot of wine, and her whole body was weak and weak. With Ionuma Isao pestering her like this, she couldn't exert her strength at all.

"Kyoko~! Hmm... so soft." Iinuma Isao pretended to be crazy because of his drunkenness, and asked: "How can I impress you..."

Huacheng Xingzi was unsure of his current state, but she couldn't do anything about him. She could only twist his arm hard: "Get up, if you don't get up, I will. If you mess around again, you... believe it or not, I will bite you!"

These words sounded so ambiguous, like flirting between young lovers.

"Bite me if you want, I will say it if you bite me to death!" Iinuma Isao's hand skillfully came to the hem of her skirt, "It would be fine if I didn't meet you, but I have already met you, I want to kill you!" You watch closely and don't let you have contact with any men..."

These words made Huacheng Xingzi's heart soften.

Under the dim table, Ionuma Isao kissed her neck, eyes and lips softly.

At the same time, I touched the black lace thong.

Huacheng Xingzi couldn't escape.

She held the bottom of her skirt with one hand, put her other hand on his shoulder and pushed it out, biting her thin lips.

But gradually, her will to resist quickly weakened, and she allowed him to lift the hem of the black dress, and even let his other hand unbutton her bra behind her back.

The young man deserves to be a martial arts practitioner.

When I unbuttoned my underwear for the first time, my gestures were so dexterous and agile.

The bra was taken off from his chest.

Huacheng Xingzi grabbed it and covered her face with the warm silk fabric.

The black dress was in a mess, and a large area of ​​her skin and bones were exposed to the air. The shoes on her feet were still intact and had not been taken off by him.

Her lips were kissed for a long time before he let go.

Huacheng Xingzi gasped, as if anticipating what would happen tonight, she raised her head with difficulty and said something in his ear, her voice full of resilience: "I swear to you, except for you, I have never been like this with anyone else... …”

This tone is very much like a newlywed wife saying to her husband: "I swear to you, I am chaste."

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