Just as Lian felt he was about to lose consciousness in the agony of suffocation, his aunt's tongue left Lian's mouth, and she removed herself from Lian's body, standing by the bed.
Lian braced himself with one hand and touched his neck with the other, gasping for air. It took him a long time to finally catch his breath. He lifted his head, still frightened, and looked timidly at his aunt.
"Trying to play with me? Trying to take advantage of me... You brat, you're still too little!" Seeing Lian's disheveled appearance, his aunt's anger clearly eased somewhat.
Moreover, Lian's slightly fearful expression gave his aunt a certain unexpected satisfaction, causing her anger to dissipate considerably, replaced by a hint of smugness.
"I like Aunt. So I couldn't resist." Lian lowered his head in shame, blurting out his true feelings without thinking.
Of course, Lian himself wasn't sure whether this "like" was a nephew's affection for his aunt or simply male lust.
However, Lian's reply struck Aunt Ana like a hammer blow.
His aunt blushed, wanting to say something, but unsure what to say.
How should she say it?
Her red lips moved for a moment before she finally managed to say in a stiff, awkward tone: "Come out and eat, you little rascal."
His aunt left, and Lian hurriedly got up to wash.
While brushing his teeth in the bathroom, thinking back to the desperate feeling from a few minutes ago, Lian was surprised to find a hint of pleasure in it.
Just as he was feeling a little excited, it suddenly struck him: wasn't the restraint he had just experienced similar to the idea behind same-sex BDSM?
He was actually experiencing pleasure?
Did he have masochistic tendencies?
Was he a pervert?
"Ugh... ugh..." At this thought, Lian suddenly felt sick. Mixed with the taste of toothpaste, he threw up several times over the sink.
Unexpectedly, his aunt reappeared outside the bathroom door, coldly saying, "Does kissing me feel disgusting?"
Lian turned and saw his aunt's "fierce" face again. He accidentally swallowed the mouth water and immediately turned away, throwing up. His aunt let out a laugh behind him.
At the dining table, his aunt sat on a chair wearing a top and shorts.
Her large, round breasts were tightly outlined, with the nipples clearly protruding at the tips. Her slender waist and full hips, along with her fair, plump thighs crossed over each other, made the flesh at her crotch bulge, while a deep, sexy line was visible under the seam of her shorts.
Lian was sure his aunt had dressed that way on purpose. A little uneasy, he sat down. His aunt played with the straw in her breakfast milk and watched playfully as Lian focused on eating his bread.
Suddenly, she said, "What will you do next? Drug and rape me? Or secretly film me in the bathroom and then blackmail me? Or maybe hire some thugs? Or... or just throw money at me?"
Lian looked up at his aunt, dumbfounded... he didn't understand what she meant.
"You've read a lot of books, haven't you? Aren't these all tricks from those books? Besides these, I'm wondering what other ways you can get me." His aunt thought Lian was pretending, so she deliberately stretched her neck and moved her face even closer to him.
Lian "pfft!" spat out the bread he hadn't swallowed, along with his saliva.
His aunt reacted quickly enough, managing to dodge, otherwise she might have been sprayed in the face.
Lian pointed at his aunt with one hand and clutched his stomach with the other, laughing so hard he was doubled over: "Haha... I know! Auntie, you're reading novels on porn sites... and you like incest stories!"
His aunt was about to explode, but Lian's words made her face turn red again.
She put on a bold face and said righteously, "What's wrong? Can't I look? Your aunt is an adult, I have self-control. If I want to look, I can. So what..."
Lian finally managed to control himself. He sat up straight and said to his aunt, almost word by word, "I... really... never... not even once... had any bad thoughts about you. If I'm lying, I would become a dog."
His aunt's eyes widened: "You still say you've never...once! Then how do you know what I just said?"
Lian said without a single pause: "I have classmates, and some of them are boys. Some of those boys are very mature for their age, and some of those mature ones are really into older women. They talk about it a lot and I always end up hearing about it."
Now it was his aunt's turn to be dumbfounded. The aunt and nephew stared at each other, wide-eyed. After a while, they both chuckled. The unpleasantness of waking up seemed to have vanished into the morning mist.
After breakfast, Lian began practicing breathing exercises in the living room, following the instructions of the Taoist priest Pingshan. His aunt watched for a while, then, finding it uninteresting, got up and headed towards her room.
"Auntie, why are you going back to your room?" Lian asked casually.
His aunt's answer nearly made Lian faint. "I've been fucking annoyed since yesterday afternoon, going back to my room to masturbate." His aunt's answer was as natural as it should be.
Turning around and seeing Lian's almost dazed expression, she added fuel to the fire: "If you want to peek, go ahead… but let me make this clear, don't fucking bother me." She then went into her room, not even closing the door.