155: Zheng Yiyun is like the fifth child in Calabash Brothers

Jiang Feng found teasing Zheng Yiyun to be a very interesting activity.

Watching her clearly moved yet pretending to be reserved, listening to her voice trembling slightly despite her feigned composure—all of it gave his desire for conquest immense satisfaction.

He knew he couldn't push too hard now; he had to dismantle her psychological defenses step by step, letting her drop her inhibitions herself.

Jiang Feng leaned in slightly, his nose almost touching her earlobe, his voice low and seductive: "Auntie Yi Yun... how does it feel? Do you like it? Is this part of foreplay? Am I clever? I've learned to apply what I've learned!"

He deliberately slowed his speech, each word like an invisible hook, gently scratching at Zheng Yiyun's heart.

A warm breath brushed her earlobe, and Zheng Yiyun trembled all over, instinctively wanting to pull away, but Jiang Feng held her even tighter in his embrace.

The young man's embrace, though not broad, was filled with a reassuring sense of strength, making her forget to struggle for a moment.

The tingling sensation from her earlobe spread down her spine, making her legs feel a little weak.

She bit her lip, not daring to look directly into Jiang Feng's eyes, and said coquettishly, "Don't... don't ask such questions. Ton... tonight's lesson ends here!"

But her tone was as soft as cotton candy, completely lacking in deterrent power.

Zheng Yiyun's cheeks were hot enough to fry an egg, and Jiang Feng's questions hammered at her heart like tiny mallets.

How should she answer?

Say it was very comfortable?

That would be too embarrassing!

Say it wasn't comfortable?

But her body's reaction couldn't lie.

She bit her lip, feeling as if her tongue was tied in knots, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Although the recent experience had made her feel incredibly comfortable and pleased...

How could she possibly confess that to Jiang Feng?

At this moment, Zheng Yiyun wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, to hide her shyness.

She could clearly feel the rise and fall of Jiang Feng's chest, and the hot body temperature radiating from him, which made her cheeks even hotter.

Jiang Feng chuckled softly, looking down at the flushed cheeks and moist eyes of the person in his arms, a hint of slyness flashing in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that the fish had taken the bait!

He understood all too well the hidden desires beneath the gentle and virtuous auntie's usual demeanor.

Trying to escape now?

Dream on, Auntie Yi Yun, it's probably too late!

Now, it was Jiang Feng, the ultimate scoundrel, who was making his move!

It's my turn now!

Jiang Feng said with a wicked smile, "End? That was just foreplay, an appetizer... Didn't we agree? Now the main event is about to begin... Auntie Yi Yun, I've been looking forward to this for a long time!"

Jiang Feng knew clearly that now was the perfect time to press the advantage!

It's best to pursue the fleeing enemy with all remaining strength!

Zheng Yiyun's resistance was growing weaker and weaker, her tone betraying more shyness than refusal, which indicated that her psychological defenses were crumbling.

Just a little more effort, and she would completely let go of all her inhibitions.

Tonight's "lesson" could then be perfectly concluded.

"Xiao Feng, you... Auntie can help you in another way, like before, okay?" Zheng Yiyun said anxiously, her eyes full of worry. "We... we can't be like this... If others found out, gossip would be terrible! Xiao Feng, you won't be able to find a wife in the future!"

She didn't worry about her own reputation at all.

Instead, she was concerned that if others discovered them together, it would have a negative impact on Jiang Feng.

She would rather suffer a little herself than let Jiang Feng bear a bad name.

Zheng Yiyun kept praying in her heart: she hoped Jiang Feng would be obedient and stop here.

If this continued, she was truly afraid she would completely lose control.

Although the feeling just now was indeed wonderful, leaving her with an endless aftertaste.

But reason was still struggling to hold on, reminding them of the insurmountable chasm between them.

Jiang Feng looked unconcerned, a smile in his eyes, and said lightly, "Auntie Yi Yun... If I can't find a wife, then I'll just marry you, Auntie!"

When he said this, his eyes were serious, as if he were stating the most ordinary thing.

Just kidding, Jiang Feng was a law-abiding citizen!

Monogamy was mandated by law, so how could he possibly break the law?

However...

No one said you could only have one girlfriend, right?

As for the power of gossip?

If he had billions in assets, it would be normal to have a few more female friends, right?

There was a game company boss in Yangcheng who openly "selected concubines" and had hundreds of girlfriends!

Compared to him...

Jiang Feng still needed to work harder!

Hearing this, Zheng Yiyun was startled and quickly reached out to cover his mouth, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes full of urgency: "Don't talk nonsense! Auntie is old, I'm not good enough for you..."

"You're still young, there are so many beautiful girls in college, anyone you pick would be better than Auntie... You can't ruin yourself on a whim, be good, okay? Auntie will use..."

She paused slightly, licked her rosy lips, and whispered, "Use another... place, okay? Just like just now... Please, be good~"

"That's not enough, Auntie..." Jiang Feng smirked, a hint of slyness in his eyes. "Auntie Yi Yun, you've helped me enough already. Now, let me help you! It's only fair to return the favor..."

Warm breath blew on her earlobe, making Zheng Yiyun instinctively shrink her neck.

Jiang Feng looked at Zheng Yiyun's flushed cheeks, knowing she was about to give in.

This half-consenting, half-resisting look was the most captivating, retaining the elder's reserve while revealing the shyness of a young woman.

Zheng Yiyun's heart beat faster. She shook her head frantically, her voice pleading, "Xiao Feng... Auntie doesn't need help, really doesn't need it, please be good~"

Her hand rested against Jiang Feng's chest, but it had no strength, more like a hesitant invitation.

"I feel like you really need it..." Saying this, Jiang Feng explored downwards, and with lightning speed, gave a quick wipe.

This amount of sweat!

And she said she didn't need it?

Dishonest!

Heh heh, women!

It must be said, Zheng Yiyun was like the Fifth Calabash Brother in Calabash Brothers.

[The teaching arc ends tomorrow, I got a bit carried away writing it, will shorten it next time.]

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