144: Ouch...stop it!
Night, quiet and deep, moonlight like a light veil through the curtains' gaps, quietly spilling into the cozy room.
Zheng Yiyun and Jiang Feng shared a bed, the atmosphere enchanting and subtle...
Zheng Yiyun lowered her head slightly, secretly looking up, cautiously glancing at Jiang Feng from the corner of her eye.
She saw him looking at her obediently...
She blinked, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows in the moonlight.
Seeing this, Zheng Yiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief...
She hastily lowered her head, quickly shifting her gaze to her phone screen...
At this moment, her fingertips trembled slightly due to her inner tension, and that subtle tremor even caused the text on the screen to shake.
The plot in the article was bold and embarrassing, those delicate and nuanced descriptions, like a blazing fire, instantly ignited Zheng Yiyun's cheeks.
Making her blush, even her earlobes seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, glowing red...
However, behind this shyness and tension, an inexplicable enchanting feeling uncontrollably surged from the bottom of her heart...
This feeling, like a vine, quietly spread in her heart, little by little entwining her reason...
Making her both flustered and confused, yet subtly holding an unspeakable anticipation.
69?
What... is this?
So embarrassing...
Zheng Yiyun secretly exclaimed in her heart, staring at the technique paragraphs word by word...
Her graceful body involuntarily trembled, as if struck by an invisible electric current...
An unusual sensation within her body, like surging tides, continuously assaulted her, wave after wave, impacting her already precarious line of reason...
Zheng Yiyun lightly bit her red lips, leaving a faint mark on her luscious lips, as if they were a flower ravaged by wind and rain...
She silently pondered the wording in her heart, constantly thinking about how to explain it to Jiang Feng in a subtle yet clear way later.
Tension and anticipation repeatedly tugged at her heart, like a fierce tug-of-war.
Making her breathing rapid, as if every breath carried a scorching temperature...
And at this moment, Jiang Feng had long noticed her small actions...
He quietly watched Zheng Yiyun's lowered eyelids, her eyelashes fluttering lightly like butterfly wings.
Her tightly pursed red lips seemed to be trying to control her inner panic.
And her cheeks, red like ripe apples, exuded an alluring scent, making one want to take a bite!
Watching all this, Jiang Feng's lips curled into a barely noticeable mischievous smile, a smile with a hint of cunning, a hint of playfulness.
As a top-tier scoundrel, Jiang Feng always liked to see beautiful women in a shy state...
And an ahegao was a scene he never tired of capturing...
It was a fusion of extreme shyness and temptation, allowing him to feel a different kind of excitement.
Suddenly, Jiang Feng leaned closer to Zheng Yiyun, his warm breath lightly caressing the back of her ear, like a spring breeze brushing over a lake, creating ripples...
That warm breath carried his unique masculine scent, causing Zheng Yiyun's body to tremble slightly.
"Auntie Yi Yun... what good stuff are you looking at? Let me see ~"
Zheng Yiyun, like a caught thief, abruptly closed her phone, holding it tightly in her arms, her cheeks so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
She exclaimed in her heart: Oh my god, naughty Xiao Feng, why did he suddenly lean over, he scared me to death!
"No... nothing!"
Zheng Yiyun nervously shook her head, her eyes flustered like a startled rabbit, darting around.
Even her voice trembled, as if every word was shaking.
"Just some... some educational articles... Hmm... theoretical books! Not suitable for you to read."
Zheng Yiyun stammered her explanation, her fingers tightly clutching the edge of her phone, her knuckles turning white, as if it was her last line of defense.
She kept praying in her heart: Xiao Feng, please don't find out... otherwise, I'll be socially dead.
"I'm already an adult... why would I still be a child?"
Jiang Feng blinked his clear eyes, leaning closer with an expectant look.
"Besides, there are textbooks for this stuff? Auntie Yi Yun, then let me read it too, to learn a bit..."
"Hehe, Auntie Yi Yun... don't hide it anymore, let me see."
Jiang Feng had a mischievous smile on his face.
Was there anything more interesting than teasing a shy, beautiful woman?
Her shy expression, her flustered movements, all made him feel incredibly adorable, like a spectacular performance.
"No... no!"
Zheng Yiyun was greatly alarmed, quickly using her head to push away Jiang Feng's prying head.
She secretly worried: This little rascal... I can't let him see it!
Otherwise, where would I put my old face?
Especially seeing the title "My Best Friend's Son" reflected on her phone, her heart almost jumped out of her chest in panic—absolutely cannot let Xiao Feng see this, otherwise, I won't be able to face him in the future!
"What's wrong? Isn't it a textbook? What's there that can't be seen?"
Jiang Feng smiled mischievously and tilted his head, pretending to peek at the screen...
Zheng Yiyun pressed her phone tightly against her chest, as if it were the last pure land she was protecting...
Her soft bosom rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and the neckline of her nightgown slipped down, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.
Her skin was like mutton-fat jade, smooth and delicate, exuding a charming luster under the moonlight...
"Just let me see, is there some secret you can't let me see?"
Jiang Feng relentlessly pressed, a playful smile on his face.
That smile carried a hint of persistence, as if he wouldn't give up until he saw the content on the phone.
But in his heart, he thought: The more Auntie Yi Yun doesn't let me see... the more I want to see, hehe, teasing her is really interesting.
"No, there's nothing, you're not allowed to look!"
Zheng Yiyun shook her head like a rattle, firmly refusing...
She secretly complained: Why is this little rascal so difficult? I must keep this secret, I can't let him succeed.
At this moment, Zheng Yiyun was curled up hiding at the head of the bed, looking pitiful, her delicate figure as if a gust of wind could blow her over...
And Jiang Feng had a wicked smile, constantly approaching, that wicked smile carrying a hint of playfulness, a hint of provocation.
This scene was like a villain cornering a beautiful woman in an alley, preparing to commit an illicit act, full of tension and excitement...
"Hehehe."
Jiang Feng chuckled a few times, how could he miss this opportunity to tease her?
He reached out, pretending to snatch the phone.
His actions carried a hint of teasing, yet he maintained a sense of proportion, not truly wanting to make her angry:
"What kind of article is so mysterious? Auntie, you won't even let me see it... are you looking at something fun?"
His voice was full of teasing, as if deliberately provoking Zheng Yiyun's nerves...
"Oh dear... stop it!"
Zheng Yiyun laughed as she dodged to the side, her smile carrying a hint of panic, a hint of shyness.
The two instantly began to frolic in the narrow confines of the bed.
The soft mattress gently swayed with their movements, like rippling waves...
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