"What? Are you scared?" Feeling Aunt Meijing's body tense up, Su Hao leaned in close to her ear: "Isn't this what you wanted?"
"I…" Aunt Meijing opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
Peilin was in front, Su Hao was behind.
What she wanted to do had been realized, but instead of feeling happy, she felt a deep sense of guilt.
Aunt Meijing even wondered if her soul had been possessed just now, otherwise how could she have done such a crazy thing.
"What do you think Peilin would feel if she opened her eyes right now and saw us doing this?" Su Hao gently kissed Aunt Meijing's earlobe, whispering.
From Auntie's reaction, he already understood that Auntie had broken free from that crazed state and returned to rationality.
In other words, the initiative was now with Su Hao.
"I… I don't know, and I don't want to know." Aunt Meijing shook her head, her heart filled with regret.
She was now like a man in 'sage mode,' wishing she could punch her past self to death.
"Then how do you feel right now? As Peilin's mother, you're doing this in front of her bed. Aunt Meijing, how do you feel? Do you feel… really good?"
"No! I don't feel good at all, can you please shut up." Aunt Meijing glared fiercely at Su Hao.
"How can you not feel good?" Su Hao reached out and gently played with Aunt Meijing's hair: "You were just saying you wanted to do this in front of Peilin, now that I've fulfilled your wish, why are you regretting it?"
"I… I was just saying that, who knew you would actually…"
"Oh, so that's it… meaning you've gone back on your word." Su Hao nodded in sudden understanding, then abruptly took a few steps back.
"You… what are you doing?" Aunt Meijing noticed the emptiness behind her and felt a sudden pang of discomfort.
It was like falling from a cloud.
"Nothing, since you've gone back on your word, let's stop here." Su Hao picked up his torn stocking and wiped his body.
"You!" Aunt Meijing looked at the teasing in Su Hao's eyes and said, feeling wronged, "You just like to tease me!"
"I'm just making you see your true self." Su Hao's lips curved upwards: "Now tell me, did doing this in front of Peilin make you excited?"
"Yes." Aunt Meijing hesitated for a long time, then slowly nodded.
"Very good." Su Hao folded his arms: "Then let me ask you again, why were you so crazy just now, insisting on doing this in front of Peilin?"
"Because…" Aunt Meijing turned her head to glance at Peilin, and gave an unexpected answer: "Because I'm jealous of Peilin."
"What?" Su Hao was instantly stunned.
"I'm jealous of Peilin, I don't want you to do that with her, at least not today. Because today is our wedding day! Are you satisfied now?" Aunt Meijing finished in one breath, immediately feeling a sense of relief.
"So that's how it is, you actually get jealous of your own daughter." Su Hao stroked his chin, feeling that a woman's mind was indeed hard to guess.
"How could I be jealous of Peilin?" Aunt Meijing said subconsciously, as if those words hadn't come from her.
"You just said it yourself." Su Hao spread his hands.
"I said it myself?" Aunt Meijing only then realized that she had spoken her true feelings.
This made her feel as if she had been in a long dream, sometimes sober, sometimes crazy.
She couldn't even distinguish which was her true self.
"Aren't you surprised that you would say something like that?" Su Hao took two steps forward and embraced Aunt Meijing's waist.
"Yes, Xiao Hao, am I sick?" Aunt Meijing leaned on Su Hao's chest: "After coming out of the bathroom, I felt like a different person. I don't even know how I could have said those words."
"That's normal, everyone has a demon in their heart, usually it's locked in a cage, sleeping. It only awakens when stimulated.
Speaking of which, it's my fault. You seem to have been overly stimulated today." Su Hao finished speaking, scratching his head apologetically.
From the haunted house, the Ferris wheel, cosplay, the wedding dress, to the corridor not long ago, and then to the bathroom just now.
Aunt Meijing, both psychologically and physically, had been overly stimulated. It was actually understandable for her to have the depraved thought of [wanting to do that in front of Peilin's bed].
After all, people always go crazy when stimulated.
"Is this really normal? I feel like I'm falling into an abyss and there's no turning back." Aunt Meijing looked at Peilin on the bed, her expression incredibly complex.
"Isn't this good too? Many people don't even have the courage to fall, so they can only suppress themselves their whole lives, until death.
But you, at least you have me with you. If you want to go crazy, if you want to fall, I'll be with you.
The world is a cage, everyone is in this cage, living unchanging lives according to routine, passion extinguished, desires suppressed, like walking corpses.
But now, Auntie, you can break through this cage, break the rules of the world, and be your true self." Su Hao's lips parted slightly, whispering like a devil.
After speaking, Su Hao slowly pressed Aunt Meijing onto the bed, restarting the battle.
"If you can't see your true self, then look at your body."
"Look at my body?" Aunt Meijing lowered her head, staring at her curvaceous body, not understanding Su Hao's meaning.
"Your body is excited." Su Hao picked up the nearby phone and placed it in front of Aunt Meijing.
Aunt Meijing stared at the dark screen, and by the light of the bright moon, she saw her reflection with a flushed face and rosy cheeks, her brows full of spring, her lingering gaze like a peach blossom rain in April, announcing the arrival of spring.
"Is this… really me?"
Aunt Meijing murmured to herself, she had never imagined that one day she would show such an expression, as if she had too much to drink.
"Of course it's you, isn't it much prettier than usual? This is the benefit of falling." Su Hao tightly hugged Aunt Meijing's waist, whispering.
"Nonsense! What falling, what cage, it's all your rhetoric!"
Aunt Meijing looked down at Su Hao's hand on her body, and suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
"I understand now, you just want me to be as shameless as you, so I can do these shameful things with you." Glaring at Su Hao, Aunt Meijing exposed his thoughts.
"But you also enjoy it, don't you? Otherwise, why would you make that expression?" Su Hao said, increasing his strength.
Aunt Meijing's body trembled, and she unconsciously bent over to support herself on the bed.
Looking down at Peilin, who was within arm's reach, Aunt Meijing cursed under her breath. Just as she was about to turn her head to tell Su Hao to be gentler, she suddenly felt an itch on her nose, and the black half-rimmed glasses slowly slipped down.
Aunt Meijing's heart stopped, and she quickly reached out to steady her glasses.
"Hoo!" Holding her glasses tightly, Aunt Meijing breathed a sigh of relief, then angrily turned her head, ready to scold Su Hao.
But she didn't see that, as she turned her head, a strand of hair that had been spread across her back slowly slid down her slender neck, landing right in front of Peilin's nostril.
"Su Hao Ge… what are you doing? My nose is so itchy." Peilin, still in her sleep, grabbed Aunt Meijing's hair and slowly opened her eyes.
"It's nothing… my hair accidentally touched your nostril, quickly let go." Su Hao saw Peilin about to open her eyes, scared out of his wits, and quickly reached out to cover Peilin's eyes.
Although he had earlier talked a big game to Aunt Meijing, seemingly not caring if Peilin discovered his relationship with Aunt Meijing.
But in fact, that was just his rhetoric to trick Aunt Meijing; he absolutely dared not let Peilin discover them now!
"Oh, but why did your hair suddenly get so long? And why are you covering my eyes?"
Peilin let go of Aunt Meijing's hair and instead held Su Hao's hand.
"My hair didn't get longer. Peilin, are you still sleepy? Don't talk in your sleep, go back to sleep."
Su Hao tightly covered Peilin's eyes, while bending his fingers to gently caress her brow, speaking softly.
"I can't sleep anymore." Peilin closed her eyes, one hand holding the back of Su Hao's hand, the other fumbling beside her: "Su Hao Ge, why can't I feel you?"
"Oh, I have a bad habit, I always end up at the edge of the bed when I sleep. I'll come over now." Su Hao finished speaking and carefully climbed onto the bed.
"Su Hao Ge, your back is so comfortable." Peilin fumbled for Su Hao's arm, then clung to him like a snake, tightly embracing his waist.
"It is indeed very comfortable." Because he had climbed into bed with his back to Peilin, when Peilin pressed against him, her peaks just happened to press against Su Hao's back, making him involuntarily take a deep breath.
Aunt Meijing, seeing Su Hao calm Peilin, immediately breathed a sigh of relief and gestured to Su Hao that she would leave immediately.
Although her body might be somewhat dissatisfied, she couldn't worry about that much now.
Want to leave? Su Hao looked at Aunt Meijing's gesture, and quickly reached out to grab her arm.
"Get in bed, lie in my arms." Pointing to his abdomen, Su Hao opened his mouth and mouthed silently.
"Are you crazy?" Aunt Meijing glared at Su Hao.
"I'm not crazy, this is what makes it exciting!" Su Hao "said," then suddenly pulled Aunt Meijing's hand with force, pulling her into his arms.
Aunt Meijing didn't expect Su Hao to be so bold. Caught off guard, her body stumbled, and she fell into Su Hao's arms.
The high heels on her feet landed heavily on the floor.
"Su Hao Ge, what was that sound?" Peilin asked curiously.
"My head accidentally hit the headboard, it's nothing." Su Hao said calmly.
Aunt Meijing was not as composed; Peilin was right next to them, and she was lying in Su Hao's arms dressed like this. If they were discovered, it would be unimaginable.
But there was no way to escape now, she could only carefully huddle in Su Hao's arms, then wrap herself in the quilt.
"Hit your head? It must hurt a lot, right? Should I rub it for you?" Peilin reached out, concerned.
"No, no. Peilin, let's go to sleep, I'm really tired today." Su Hao held Peilin's hand, feigning exhaustion.
"Mhm, okay." Peilin nodded, buried her head in Su Hao's back, and said no more.
The room returned to silence.
Aunt Meijing, under the covers, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like she had narrowly escaped death.
The next second, Su Hao suddenly covered her mouth.
Aunt Meijing was stunned, wondering what Su Hao meant, when she saw Su Hao's other hand support her waist, and he began the battle again.
This madman! Aunt Meijing was so angry she almost fainted, but in this situation, she dared not make the slightest sound, only allowing Su Hao to have his way.
Time passed, minute by minute, and this silent "battle" continued.
Because Peilin was less than a meter away, Aunt Meijing truly felt an extreme thrill; she even somewhat agreed with Su Hao's idea of "the more depraved, the happier."
However, she would absolutely never admit it verbally.
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