Inside the room.
Su Liyan began to react.
She started to respond to him actively and eagerly.
A battle between man and snake unfolded right under Bengbeng’s nose.
After Lu Yuan had vented his passions in Su Liyan’s room, he gave his daughter another kiss on the forehead.
At Su Liyan’s urging, he left the room to go see Aunt Song.
Lu Yuan was just going to check if Aunt Song’s bottom was still red and swollen.
Right then, Lu Yuan had no other ideas in mind. Getting it up again would be a struggle. As the saying goes: it’s better to pace yourself.
From the other side of the courtyard, Lu Yuan saw Aunt Song’s room.
The lights inside were already off.
’Aunt Song probably isn’t asleep yet at this hour.’
Lu Yuan decided to knock on Aunt Song’s door.
Song iqin, who was already lying down, called out, "Is that you, nephew?"
"Aunt Song, it’s ," Lu Yuan said softly from outside the door.
’No one else would co calling at this hour except my nephew.’
Song iqin got out of bed, slipped on her slippers over her white nightgown, and went to open the door for Lu Yuan. "Nephew, what brings you here again tonight?" she asked.
Lu Yuan said, "I ca to check on you, Aunt Song."
After Lu Yuan entered, the room was still dark.
Song iqin had been in such a hurry to open the door for her nephew that she hadn’t even lit a lamp.
Lu Yuan conjured a purple Fla in his hand and lit a Spirit Stone Lamp in the room.
Song iqin had long known that Lu Yuan could conjure a Fla in his hand, so she wasn’t surprised.
In the glow of the Spirit Stone Lamp, Lu Yuan looked at Aunt Song.
"Aunt Song, it was my fault last night. I was too rough. I heard from my wife that you’re still swollen," Lu Yuan said.
Hearing this, Song iqin started to play the victim. "You don’t say? It’s not just my bottom that’s swollen, everything is."
Lu Yuan took Aunt Song’s arm, sat her on the bed, and said, "Aunt Song, I have good dical skills. Let take a look for you?"
"What’s there to see? It’s all red." Song iqin was actually getting a little embarrassed now.
After all, that sort of thing was consensual, and both parties had been ntally prepared.
But for him to suddenly ask to see her bottom, how could she not feel shy?
Seeing Aunt Song acting so bashful, Lu Yuan couldn’t be bothered with any sense of sha.
’She was so wild with last night, and now she’s going to act all shy?’
As Lu Yuan spoke, he took hold of Aunt Song, trying to turn her around.
He said, "Aunt Song, don’t be so formal with your nephew. Co now, let see."
Lu Yuan flipped Aunt Song over in one motion, hoisting her up by her abdon with both hands.
It was like a child hugging a big dog, wrapping both arms around its belly to lift it up.
Before Aunt Song could even resist...
...she was positioned by Lu Yuan like a string puppet.
Aunt Song supported herself on the bed with both hands, her body bent forward at the waist.
Her rear was aid perfectly at Lu Yuan behind her.
"Ah, yes, this is the right position. This way I can see clearly. Good, hold still!"
Lu Yuan couldn’t resist adding a verbal jab.
Aunt Song was surprisingly obedient at this mont.
She didn’t know why herself.
’If nephew says don’t move, then I won’t move.’
She just stayed there quietly, presenting her rear to her nephew.
Lu Yuan tugged down her bottoms in one quick motion.
Lu Yuan picked up the Spirit Stone Lamp from the table.
He brought it close to Aunt Song’s rear.
Lu Yuan leaned his own face in closer.
He could even sll the perfu on her body.
Lu Yuan began his serious inspection, occasionally pressing gently with his hand.
Song iqin could feel her face burning hot.
’This is the first ti I’ve ever been in a position like this, bent over with my butt in the air.’
Song iqin never imagined things could be like this.
It was a real eye-opener.
"Nephew, you can just look. Why are you getting so close?"
Aunt Song felt the surroundings were a bit too quiet, so she spoke up to break the sowhat awkward atmosphere.
「anwhile, outside the room, in the courtyard.」
A young girl happened to be stepping out to use the latrine before bed.
She didn’t want to be sound asleep only to be woken by a full bladder.
Being woken up was tolerable.
But being woken up in the middle of a wonderful dream was the worst.
You’d go out for a piss, and by the ti you got back, the dream would be gone.
In the courtyard stood Gu Ziye, her hair in two pigtails.
Gu Ziye yawned, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the light in Aunt Song’s room was still on.
Gu Ziye, standing in the courtyard, glanced toward Aunt Song’s room.
In the glow of the Spirit Stone Lamp...
...she could just make out two silhouettes through the window.
Based on their figures, Gu Ziye could tell that the one bent over in front must be Aunt Song.
And the one bent over behind her, with his head very close to Aunt Song’s rear, had to be Lu Yuan.
The scene before her made Gu Ziye gasp and quickly cover her mouth.
She was terrified of making a sound and disturbing them.
Gu Ziye couldn’t believe it. Lu Yuan usually seed so scholarly and refined.
’To think he has this kind of fetish!’
’This has to be the highest level of being a simp!’
Covering her mouth, Gu Ziye frantically tried to console herself. ’To each their own. He just... likes to lick, that’s all. It’s no big deal.’
Gu Ziye quickly scurried away.
She would pretend this never happened, that she never saw a thing.
After using the latrine, Gu Ziye returned to her room, lay on her bed, and panted heavily.
The image she had just witnessed was now seared into her mind, impossible to forget.
Back in the room, Lu Yuan observed for a mont with the Spirit Stone Lamp, then tutted, "Tsk tsk..."
Aunt Song tensed up and asked, "What is it, nephew?"
"It is a bit red and swollen, but it’s nothing serious. A little ointnt will fix it right up," Lu Yuan said calmly.
With that, Lu Yuan took a tube of anti-swelling ointnt from his robes and squeezed so of the viscous liquid into his palm.
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