Chapter 11
Hearing Feng Qianhua say that Zuo Hanyan used a lot of brainpower at school and should eat more fish to replenish himself, Zhang Ming joked, "Then what should you eat to replenish for something that's really physically demanding?"
Feng Qianhua replied offhandedly that for physically demanding things, just eating your fill was enough.
Zhang Ming said that in that case, he needed to eat more, since he was using a lot of energy during both the day and at night.
Guo Biting asked casually, "You work out at night too?"
Zhang Ming, still in a joking tone, said, "You bet. Sometimes it's even more demanding at night. Well, with a beautiful wife like you, brother Xiang needs to replenish himself more too, haha."
Seeing Zhang Ming teasing her, Guo Biting said in a big-sisterly tone, "You're still a university student, how can you talk so improperly?"
Zhang Ming said, "I'm just joking and isn't it a compliment to say you're beautiful?"
Guo Biting said, "And you said you wanted me to show you the ropes. If you keep making improper jokes about your sister, I won't teach you anything."
Feng Qianhua said earnestly, "We're all friends here, so a little joking is fine, but in other situations, you need to be more careful. Do you understand?"
Zhang Ming said, "I know, don't worry, Boss!"
A Xiang smiled and chimed in, "Zhang Ming, you're a sports major, right? Do you have a girlfriend yet?"
Zhang Ming replied with a grin, "No, no. Is Brother Xiang going to introduce me to someone?"
A Xiang said, "Haha, I don't have anyone here. Now that I'm married, the missus wouldn't allow even a female mosquito near me. You could ask your seniors to introduce you to someone."
Feng Qianhua and Guo Biting were both amused.
Guo Biting gave A Xiang a light slap and said, "You said that yourself!"
Shu Yihan, on the other hand, glanced at Zhang Ming a few more times.
And the observant Zuo Hanyan thought to himself that this idiot Zhang Ming's words didn't add up: "Didn't you show off fucking your girlfriend on your livestream with Yihan? And now you're saying you don't have one? You fucking idiot! And you just said it's physically demanding at night, does that mean you've been fucking Auntie Feng a lot recently? You love running your mouth and showing off so much?"
Zuo Hanyan looked at Yihan, then at Auntie Feng, very curious about what they were thinking.
The meal was almost over, and quite a bit of wine had been consumed. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood.
Feng Qianhua was quite fond of this red wine, which had a strong lingering effect. Zuo Hanyan knew his own alcohol tolerance wasn't great, so he didn't drink too much, but he was still a little tipsy.
Because of A Xiang, Feng Qianhua had probably drunk the most, and her face was already a bit flushed.
Since someone had to drive, Guo Biting and Zhang Ming didn't drink.
Zuo Hanyan knew that Zhang Ming would try to find another chance to fuck Auntie Feng later. As long as he had the chance to be alone with her, he would definitely succeed. Zuo Hanyan had no intention of letting that happen.
He secretly sent a WeChat message to Auntie Feng.
Zuo Hanyan: "Auntie Feng, I want to go to your house this weekend."
Zuo Hanyan: "It's been a while since I spent a weekend with you."
Zuo Hanyan: "Is that okay?"
Before long, Feng Qianhua replied: "Of course, why do you even need to ask? You're welcome anytime."
Feng Qianhua: "Auntie has always said you should treat this place like your own home, why are you so polite?"
Zuo Hanyan: "I was worried you might have plans for the weekend. If you're not home, then I can just come another time."
Feng Qianhua: "Do you miss Auntie that much?"
Feng Qianhua: "[Heart emoji]"
Feng Qianhua: "It's fine, I'm completely free."
Zuo Hanyan: "Okay, then let's go home together later."
Feng Qianhua: "Of course, you didn't have to WeChat me specifically for something like that."
After replying, Feng Qianhua put down her phone and smiled at Zuo Hanyan from her seat.
Guo Biting suggested that everyone go to a spa to relax after the meal, but Zuo Hanyan and Shu Yihan weren't keen on going.
Zhang Ming suggested that if the seniors didn't want to go, they could have a date alone or go back to campus for some one-on-one time, while the four of them went to the spa.
Zuo Hanyan said, "I see you've had a lot to drink, Auntie Feng. Why don't we head home to rest? I want to spend the weekend at your place. It's been several days since I've seen you."
After Zuo Hanyan finished speaking, he looked at Shu Yihan, who also nodded in agreement.
Since they had already agreed on WeChat, Feng Qianhua also consented.
Feng Qianhua said, "Alright, let's skip the spa. I don't really feel like it right after eating anyway. Biting, you two go and relax. Zhang Ming can drive us back."
Zhang Ming didn't say anything more.
Zuo Hanyan thought to himself, with me here, don't even think about making a move on Auntie Feng tonight.
On the way home, all four got into the Maserati, letting Zhang Ming drive, while a designated driver followed in the Porsche.
Sure enough, by the time they reached the villa, Auntie Feng was already a little drunk, and Shu Yihan was just slightly better.
Uncle Shu had only been home once after the Golden Week holiday, and now he was away again.
Zuo Hanyan thought to himself that if he and Yihan were both drunk, there was no telling what Zhang Ming might do in this situation. Fortunately, he had drunk very little.
After getting out of the car, seeing Auntie Feng staggering a bit as she walked, Zuo Hanyan quickly went up to support her. Shu Yihan also came over to help, leaving Zhang Ming with no chance.
Zuo Hanyan politely thanked Zhang Ming, calling him "Junior," and "kindly" called a ride-hailing car for him to get back to school.
Zhang Ming smiled and exchanged pleasantries with his senior. His plan to fuck the hot mom tonight had fallen through, and he was unhappy but there was nothing he could do.
Zuo Hanyan, on the other hand, felt much more at ease. Although on the surface they maintained a friendly senior-junior relationship, Zuo Hanyan was well aware of Zhang Ming's intentions. This feeling of subtly thwarting his plans was quite nice.
Shu Yihan had already gone into the bathroom to shower.
Feng Qianhua was lying on the living room sofa, her eyes closed as if she were about to fall asleep.
One of her shoulder straps had slipped down, revealing her deep cleavage that rose and fell with each breath. Her languid state had a unique sexiness.
Zuo Hanyan said cautiously, "Auntie Feng, are you sleepy? You should sleep in the bed. You'll catch a cold here."
Feng Qianhua let out a soft "Mmm," but after a moment, made no move.
Zuo Hanyan said again, "Auntie Feng, let me help you to your room."
He tried to lift Feng Qianhua up, but she was like a puddle of soft mud.
Feng Qianhua murmured, "Carry me."
Feng Qianhua wrapped her arms around Zuo Hanyan's neck.
Smelling the alcohol and fragrance from Auntie Feng's breath, Zuo Hanyan's heart pounded.
Feng Qianhua wasn't some delicate, petite girl. Zuo Hanyan, with his average build, didn't find it easy to carry her.
Holding Auntie Feng's sexy, voluptuous body, Zuo Hanyan finally made it to the second-floor bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.
"Mmm~" Feng Qianhua, with her eyes half-closed, let out a lazy, soft moan that was incredibly sexy, then said, "Auntie drank too much again~"
"Yes, you should rest well, Auntie Feng." Zuo Hanyan said softly.
"Mmm~" Another sexy sound escaped from Auntie Feng's throat. She still had a blissful smile on her face, and her arms were still wrapped around Zuo Hanyan's neck. At this close distance, Zuo Hanyan was utterly captivated.
Her sexy red lips looked so enchanting. Zuo Hanyan even had the impulse to kiss her, but he was very clear-headed. This was Auntie Feng; he couldn't mess around.
"My little gentleman, Auntie is troubling you to carry her again... Mmm~" Feng Qianhua was breathing slightly, but her body seemed a bit uncomfortable, and she didn't finish her sentence.
Little gentleman? The last time she called me that was also the day after she got drunk. She always thought I was the one who helped her to bed then, but it was actually Zhang Ming.
As Zuo Hanyan was wondering, Auntie Feng looked at him with hazy eyes and said, "Mmm... are you going to help Auntie take off her clothes again?"
After saying that, she let go of her hands, letting them fall to her sides, and closed her eyes, as if offering herself up to him.
Zuo Hanyan was stunned. What did Auntie Feng mean by this...
Was she asking me to take off her clothes...
She must be drunk and not in her right mind...
But it was Zhang Ming last time. That means, even though Auntie Feng mistook Zhang Ming for me, she remembers her clothes being touched, and she thinks it was me?
From Zhang Ming's post, Zuo Hanyan knew that last time, after Zhang Ming had taken Auntie Feng to bed, he had not only exposed one of her breasts but also lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and took a picture of her pussy.
And it was certain that Zhang Ming had groped her to some extent. Zuo Hanyan wondered how he had played with this sexy body back then.
So, besides the clothes being taken off, does Auntie Feng remember anything else? Does she think I did those things too?
Zuo Hanyan's mind raced. He was completely unaware of how dumbfounded he looked.
Just then, Feng Qianhua spoke again, "Auntie doesn't want to sleep yet, I haven't showered."
As she spoke, Feng Qianhua bent her long, fair legs and sat up softly. The hip-hugging dress was pulled taut, revealing a generous glimpse of her snowy white thighs.
"Then I'll make you some tea to sober up," Zuo Hanyan said with concern.
Feng Qianhua nodded slowly and said, "Make it honey water instead. But remember to use warm water. Honey becomes toxic in high heat."
"Okay, Auntie Feng."
Zuo Hanyan did as Feng Qianhua asked and brought in a cup of honey mixed with warm water. But as soon as he entered, he saw that Feng Qianhua had already taken off her tight dress and was standing in front of the floor-length mirror in just her bra and panties.
"Ah, I'm sorry! I didn't know you were changing, Auntie Feng."
Zuo Hanyan quickly turned around. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Feng Qianhua say, "It's okay, Hanyan. Come in."
Zuo Hanyan still had his back to her and hesitated, saying, "This isn't right, Auntie Feng."
Feng Qianhua said, "You've seen me in a swimsuit plenty of times. This isn't much different."
Zuo Hanyan turned around, placed the cup on the vanity, and glanced at Feng Qianhua. He saw her smiling at him as she walked over.
The ultra-low-cut bra revealed a large expanse of her enormous breasts. The panties, in particular, were made of very sheer, thin mesh except for a few strips of pale pink fabric, with a patch of black faintly visible in there.
Wearing this sexy lingerie, she twisted her graceful figure and walked over. It was incredibly tempting.
Oh my god! Auntie Feng, what are you doing!
Zuo Hanyan screamed in his heart!
Feng Qianhua picked up the warm honey water, took a sip, and said with a gentle smile, "Mmm, the amount is just right."
Feng Qianhua took another sip, stepped back a little, and said to Zuo Hanyan with a smile, "Hanyan, what do you think of this lingerie on Auntie?"
"It looks great." Zuo Hanyan could barely breathe. He felt his throat was dry and subconsciously wanted to swallow.
Feng Qianhua smiled, walked closer again, and said, "Such a good boy, you're even getting shy. Auntie just wanted your opinion. Usually, the only man Auntie can discuss lingerie styles with is your Uncle Shu, but Auntie also wants to hear a young man's perspective. Besides, I need ideas for fashion design, so Hanyan, are you willing to give Auntie some advice?"
Auntie Feng's tone was so gentle and affectionate.
But Zuo Hanyan could feel his body starting to react...
"Of course, but I don't know much about fashion."
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