128: How about I give Xiao Feng a bath?

Jiang Feng's eyes darted, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of a mischievous smile that was hard to detect. He thought to himself, 'Hmph, let's see how long you can keep up this act.'

He deliberately put on a serious face and asked, "What about now? Aunt Yi Yun, what do you think of my answer?"

Zheng Yiyun slowly raised her head, then quickly lowered it again, not daring to meet Jiang Feng's gaze. Her movements were as quick as a startled bird, and her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz: "N-now... if what you just said, Xiao Feng, is true, then my secret tutoring can proceed smoothly..."

Jiang Feng's mouth curved into a mischievous smile as he said, "Of course it's true, Aunt Yi Yun. You have such a great figure and you're so beautiful, it's practically unfair! How could I not see you as a real woman? Aunt Yi Yun, you don't know how hard I'm trying to hold back right now..."

Jiang Feng intentionally made his words ambiguous, his eyes fixed on Zheng Yiyun, observing her reaction.

Zheng Yiyun's face grew even redder, like a cooked shrimp, so red it seemed about to drip blood.

She covered her face with both hands, her voice tinged with shyness: "You...don't talk nonsense...it's embarrassing..."

"I'm not talking nonsense... Aunt Yi Yun, do you know what image you are in my heart right now?"

Jiang Feng tilted his head, a mischievous smile on his face.

Zheng Yiyun lowered her hands, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she asked curiously, "What?"

She felt hot all over, her mouth dry, and couldn't help but fan herself with her small hand, slightly parting her rosy lips to breathe...

"In my eyes, you're Little Red Riding Hood right now, and I'm the Big Bad Wolf..."

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow, his tone full of teasing.

Zheng Yiyun's face was flushed all the way to her neck, that rosy blush spreading downwards, dotting her graceful curves with pink.

Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible:

"You...you bear with it a little longer. Later, during the secret tutoring, Auntie will help you resolve it..."

Zheng Yiyun wailed inwardly: Xiao Feng is clearly so pure and kind, so why are his words so provocative? She was almost unable to resist.

She felt like a small boat, teetering precariously under Jiang Feng's surging offensive...

Jiang Feng stared intently at Zheng Yiyun, his expression serious, his eyes full of sincerity, and said, "Alright, but, Aunt Yi Yun, is that all you really want to know?"

I want to see how long you can keep up this act.

Zheng Yiyun's voice was a little lacking in confidence, and her head was bowed even lower, her cheeks as red as ripe tomatoes, as if a light touch would make them bleed.

She stammered, her voice tinged with a hint of panic:

"R-really. I-I'm just worried about the secret tutoring. I'm afraid that some small issues might affect the results."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, as if afraid to disturb the delicate atmosphere.

Zheng Yiyun thought to herself: I hope Xiao Feng believes me and doesn't press further, otherwise I really don't know how to respond.

"Alright then, Aunt Yi Yun, if you're done, why don't you leave first? I'll be out after soaking a bit longer."

Jiang Feng said with a smile, his smile like the warm and gentle sunlight of spring.

He held the initiative and was not in a hurry at all. He played hard to get, and it was Zheng Yiyun who was now anxious.

Jiang Feng at this moment was like a chess master controlling the entire game, every step taken with full confidence.

"I...I..."

Zheng Yiyun hesitated, clearly not wanting to leave. She tightly clutched the corner of her clothes, her heart in a dilemma.

She had originally planned to conduct the secret tutoring in Jiang Feng's room tonight, but just now during dinner, she and Zhang Qingning secretly competed for his attention, and an inexplicable strong sense of crisis arose in her heart...

That feeling was like her treasure was about to be snatched away by someone else, making her flustered and confused...

This feeling was something she had never experienced in her thirty-plus years of life...

So, in a moment of impulse, she rushed into the bathroom.

Originally, she only intended to confirm Jiang Feng's feelings, but the current enchanting atmosphere was like a blazing flame, making her heart itch, and she couldn't help but want to linger.

She even wanted to have further, intimate contact with Jiang Feng.

It was like a moth drawn to a flame, knowing there might be danger, yet unable to control herself.

After all, Zhang Qingning's room was on the second floor, not far from the bathroom, and it would be easy to be discovered...

But the good news was that the house had excellent soundproofing!

Zheng Yiyun couldn't help but recall the past, when Jiang Feng was still young, playful and mischievous. Every day, he would run around wildly with Zhang Qingning and Zhang Shuya, the two sisters, and always came home dirty, like a little mud monkey.

Every night, she had to coax him into taking a bath, and not only that, she had to personally scrub him...

Moreover, Jiang Feng was not used to sleeping alone. He would either come to her bed or go to Zhang Qingning's or Zhang Shuya's bed before he would sleep soundly.

Those warm memories were still vivid in her mind...

Zheng Yiyun's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. In a blink of an eye, so many years had passed, and the little Jiang Feng from before had grown so big!

Her gaze fell on Jiang Feng's back, which was covered in scratches, and her heart couldn't help but ache again.

Such severe scratches must be painful when showering, pulling at the wounds!

Perhaps, I should help Xiao Feng bathe? After all, he got such severe injuries because of me, so it must be inconvenient...

This sudden thought startled Zheng Yiyun. Almost instantly, her beautiful face turned crimson, as if it had been roasted by fire.

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