The room was on the first floor, the window wasn't locked, just covered by curtains.
However, neither the aunt nor the nephew were foolish enough to simply climb onto the window and pull back the curtains.
After observing the surroundings, they both decided on a spot on the left side of the room, facing the woods, near an exhaust fan window. The reason? Below that window was the external unit of an air conditioner.
Perfect for stepping on.
Furthermore, facing the woods and the wall behind, the location was secluded, and there was little worry about anyone passing by.
Just as Lian was excitedly about to climb up first, his aunt pulled him down.
His aunt's pretty face was twisted into an almost frightening sneer. Her voice was soft, but it sent shivers down Lian's spine: "What are you looking at? Get out of the way and keep an eye on the surroundings. If anyone messes things up, I'll kill you first. Don't think I can't do it." His aunt's domineering attitude left Lian with no choice but to accept his fate.
He followed his aunt up to the external air conditioner unit and began spying.
He could only press against the outer wall of the room, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside. He also had the duty of keeping watch for his aunt and checking the surroundings.
However, Lian soon discovered an unexpected "benefit": his aunt was so focused on eavesdropping that she had completely neglected to protect her own privacy below.
Lian only needed to bend over slightly to see the full view of his aunt's business suit from below.
Of course, since it was dark, Lian could only make out that his aunt was wearing black underwear; he couldn't see anything else clearly.
The thick concrete wall provided excellent soundproofing.
During the entire time his aunt was eavesdropping, Lian hardly heard anything except for a few moans "ah ah" from the couple when they reached climax.
His aunt, spying, remained completely still.
After about half an hour of this boring wait, his aunt finally climbed down from the outdoor air conditioner unit. Her face was pale, and her voice trembled slightly: "Let's… let's go." She then pulled Lian back through the back door to the Cultural Bureau's parking lot.
Lian was puzzled, his mind racing with uncertain thoughts: "Was it Dad doing that in the room? If so, Aunt's behavior is so abnormal. Knowing her personality, she should have stormed in and given Dad a good scolding. Why is she pulling me away? If it wasn't Dad, then Aunt just got a free erotic show. She should then take me to find Dad for a free meal, right? But what's going on?"
Of course, his aunt had no idea what Lian was thinking. She stumbled, pulling Lian into the car with her.
Just like when she had taken Lian home the night before, his aunt was now slumped over the steering wheel with her head bowed.
After a few minutes, she looked up.
Lian, worried that his aunt might slam on the steering wheel again and could injure him, quickly settled into the back seat, mentally preparing himself for the possibility that his aunt might suddenly start the car.
But unexpectedly, his aunt simply started the car normally and drove smoothly away from her workplace. She didn't stop at all, driving straight home.
Once home, his aunt casually tossed her wallet and a bunch of business cards marked with takeout orders to Lian.
"What do you want to eat? Order takeout yourself. You know the address here, just tell the delivery person. Take the money out of your wallet. Eat it yourself when it arrives, don't call me."
"Auntie is tired and needs to rest." She then went into her room, closed the door, and the sound of the door locking could be heard.
Lian had no idea what was going on.
Now that he had all the phone numbers for various food delivery services and his aunt had generously tossed him her wallet, Lian didn't hesitate to order two meals from a 24-hour fast-food brand.
Although his aunt had told him not to call her, Lian still made sure to order an extra portion.
If his aunt wanted some food later and found there wasn't any left for her, his fate probably wouldn't be good.
Less than half an hour later, the food arrived.
Lian wolfed down his dinner, then continued his breathing exercises in the living room, while also waiting for his aunt to come out of her room for dinner.
However, it was already one or two in the night, and there was still no sound from his aunt's room.
Lian couldn't stay awake any longer, so he washed up, turned off the light, and went to bed.
Because he was already very sleepy, Lian practically fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
As Lian drifted off to sleep, he felt something slip under his blanket, and then the buttons of his pajamas seemed to be undone.
But he was too tired to pay attention; he just wanted to sleep and didn't want to care about anything happening.
Then, a soft, wet object gently touched Lian's nipple, and his body instinctively felt a surge of intense pleasure. Stimulated by this pleasure, Lian's virgin cock swelled and burned.
"It's a dream, it's just a dream." His body's reaction naturally traveled to his brain.
But Lian didn't want to wake up; the feeling was too good, so good that he wished the dream could last forever.
In the dream, his pajama bottoms were also removed from his body, and Lian almost instinctively spread his legs.
The wet soft object then left Lian's nipple, repeatedly wrapping around his cock in that space, while waves of suction stimulated his cock, causing it to tremble continuously.
Lian couldn't help but let out a moan.