The blanket on the bedroom bed was lifted, revealing a voluptuous silhouette lying on the bed—Su Xihe, the young aunt.
Lin Shuang was startled. This woman, when did she sneak into his room?
"Lin Shuang, I'm hungry, I want some protein," Su Xihe said with a blushing face and a seductive voice.
Lin Shuang: "..."
He flatly refused, indicating he wasn't interested tonight.
Su Xihe's face turned red as she took the initiative to French kiss Lin Shuang, her desire evident tonight.
"It's been several days since you've pampered me... You slept with me, now you have to take responsibility for me~" Su Xihe's voice was enchanting and pleading.
She felt so empty below these past few days, almost itching to death.
Lin Shuang was almost speechless, Su Xihe's desires were too strong.
Ever since he first made love to the young aunt, this 40-year-old woman... was completely infatuated with Lin Shuang.
She thought of Lin Shuang day and night, wishing she could entangle with him every day.