Zuo Du and Gu Airu also nodded in agreement.
Zhang Ming grinned and said, "I will, I will! I'll definitely work hard! Strive hard! Go all out!"
After speaking, Zhang Ming wanted to toast Shu Bicheng, who then drank a small cup of baijiu.
At the dinner table, Zuo Hanyan had been secretly observing Feng Qianhua and Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming was sitting right next to Feng Qianhua, and sometimes Zuo Hanyan really felt that Zhang Ming was like a tagalong, always clinging to Feng Qianhua.
He looked at Auntie Feng, who was sipping red wine from a stemmed glass. So noble, elegant, beautiful, and aloof. And then there was Zhang Ming, sitting beside her, chatting and laughing, so utterly plain and unremarkable. Zuo Hanyan found it one hundred thousand times harder to believe that last night, in the room next to his at the inn, it was Auntie Feng who had been moaning and crying out so lewdly under Zhang Ming, that it was the two of them engaged in such intense lovemaking.
The thought of it made Zuo Hanyan's heart ache. He looked at Shu Yihan's silence and wondered what she must be feeling at that very moment.
Shu Bicheng stood up and suggested they all have a toast together. Everyone at the table, whether drinking alcohol or a beverage, stood up and took a drink.
Then, Shu Bicheng asked Shu Yihan to play a piano piece for everyone to enjoy.
Whenever they had a lot of guests over, Shu Bicheng would have Shu Yihan play a piece; it had almost become a family tradition.
So, Shu Yihan went to the grand piano in the main hall, sat down, and skillfully played "Ballade pour Adeline."
Everyone listened quietly, then applauded.
Afterward, they continued with their meal.
Seeing that everyone was enjoying themselves made Shu Bicheng satisfied. He told Zhang Yue, Peng Chen, Dulin, and Zhang Ming that they should just stay the night and leave after lunch tomorrow.
Zhang Yue and Chen Dulin politely declined, saying, "No, no, we've already troubled you enough. Thank you for your hospitality."
Perhaps the young couple wanted some time to themselves, so Shu Bicheng didn't insist.
Zhang Ming however shamelessly agreed...
After the meal, Zhang Yue and Chen Dulin thanked their hosts politely and took a taxi home, while Zhang Ming eagerly helped clear the table and wash the dishes.
Afterward, everyone gathered in the second-floor hall to watch TV. The hall's smart home system switched to a dim, movie-watching mode.
Shu Yihan, perhaps because she hadn't slept well the night before, went back to her room to rest early.
Zuo Hanyan wasn't in the mood either and went back to his room to sort through his thoughts.
Zuo Hanyan kept thinking about Feng Qianhua and Zhang Ming. He thought to himself: No matter what, I need to get to the bottom of this. I don't know what app Zhang Ming was talking about. If I could find out what that app is, maybe I could see his so-called "battle record" and understand the whole story.
Zuo Hanyan opened WeChat and saw that the dorm group chat was once again filled with unread messages.
It turned out Zhang Yue had indeed taken photos of Feng Qianhua in her swimsuit at the beach and posted them in the group chat.
Ma Weimin, Li Cheng, and the others were spamming "Holy shit, holy shit," followed by all sorts of lewd jokes and teasing.
Zuo Hanyan felt a bit annoyed and didn't want to say anything.
Besides, Feng Qianhua had posted even more photos and videos on her own Weibo, and Zhang Ming had helped take them.
Just then, Gu Airu came in with a plate of fruit and asked if Zuo Hanyan wanted some. Zuo Hanyan said he was tired from walking around all day and wanted to sleep early, so he'd pass on the fruit.
Gu Airu said, "It seems you and Yihan are both tired from the shopping. You should get some rest early then."
So Yihan had said she was tired from shopping too.
As Gu Airu was about to close the door and leave, Zuo Hanyan called out to her, "Mom."
Gu Airu asked, "What's wrong?"
Zuo Hanyan smiled and said, "Give me a hug."
Gu Airu lowered her voice, afraid of being heard by people in the living room and said, "How old are you, still needing a hug from your mom before bed?"
Zuo Hanyan, who had been leaning against the headboard, sat up straight and lazily opened his arms, waiting for his mother's embrace.
Gu Airu deliberately frowned slightly, then smiled as if to say, "I really can't do anything with you," before leaning down to hug Zuo Hanyan.
Feeling his mother's fragrance and warm embrace, Zuo Hanyan was so intoxicated he felt like he could really just close his eyes and fall asleep.
Mom's breasts were big too, just like Auntie Feng's. Ah, forget it, he didn't want to think about Auntie Feng right now.
Zuo Hanyan nuzzled his mother's smooth cheek, holding on for a moment before letting go.
Gu Airu said, "Why are you being so clingy today? Alright, get to sleep now, okay."
Zuo Hanyan answered but didn't lie down.
His gentle, beautiful mother was so healing. After getting a hug from her, Zuo Hanyan felt much better.
Zuo Hanyan opened WeChat and sent a message to Shu Yihan.
Zuo Hanyan: "My lady, are you asleep yet?"
Shu Yihan: "No"
Zuo Hanyan: "You seemed a little unhappy today. Did something happen?"
Shu Yihan: "No, I'm very happy. So happy I'm tired. Why would you think that?"
Zuo Hanyan: "You just looked a bit out of it."
Shu Yihan: "It must be because I didn't sleep well last night [sweat][sweat][sweat]"
Zuo Hanyan: "Then you should get some rest, babe."
Zuo Hanyan: [Hugging emoji]
Shu Yihan: "You too, good night."
Shu Yihan: [Finger heart emoji]
Zuo Hanyan: "Good night."
Zuo Hanyan: [Finger heart emoji]
Zuo Hanyan thought to himself: If things are really as I suspect, Yihan definitely wouldn't want me to know. I wonder how she's dealing with this. Sigh.
Closing WeChat, Zuo Hanyan lay in bed, staring straight at the ceiling. He really hoped it was all just his wild imagination.
Zuo Hanyan turned off the light, closed his eyes and tried to sleep.
But after a long while, Zuo Hanyan still couldn't fall asleep. In fact, the more he tried to sleep, the more his mind raced.
Zuo Hanyan simply opened his eyes, took a deep breath and after a moment, his thoughts returned to Auntie Feng.
Zuo Hanyan remembered what Zhang Ming had said on the phone:"Let's see if there's a chance tonight."
If Auntie Feng was having an affair with Zhang Ming, and Zhang Ming was sleeping in a bedroom on the first floor right now, would they do something tonight?
But Uncle Shu was still home, and there were other people here too. Auntie Feng wouldn't really wait until Uncle Shu was asleep to sneak around with Zhang Ming right under everyone's noses, would she?
The thought made it even harder for Zuo Hanyan to sleep. No matter what, he decided to go and investigate for himself. If nothing was happening, he could at least have peace of mind.
Zuo Hanyan crept downstairs, not even putting on his shoes to avoid making a sound.
There were two bedrooms on the first floor of the villa. One was where his mom and dad were sleeping tonight They had stayed in that same room the last time they slept over at Uncle Shu's. The other was where Zhang Ming was sleeping tonight.
However, at that moment, Zuo Hanyan couldn't remember which room his parents were in. He tiptoed to the door of one of the bedrooms, pressed his ear close, and listened carefully. There was no sound.
Zuo Hanyan went to the other bedroom. As he approached, he noticed a sliver of light coming from under the door.
It was so late already…
Zuo Hanyan had a bad premonition...
Zuo Hanyan pressed his ear to the door and listened. Sure enough, what he had suspected was happening.
"Mmm... ah... mmm... mmm... uhh... mmm..."
From inside came soul-stirring moans, along with the duller sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
Zuo Hanyan held his breath, carefully turned the doorknob and opened the door a crack. The light and the cool air from the air conditioner escaped.
The scene in the room entered Zuo Hanyan's line of sight. He widened his eyes in astonishment at the sight before him.
On the bed in the bedroom were two naked bodies, a man and a woman. A woman with an excellent figure was straddling the man.
With just one glance, Zuo Hanyan knew that this woman with the exquisite figure was Aunt Fen – his fiancée's mother.
And as for the person lying beneath her, although he couldn't see his face, he knew without guessing that it was Zhang Ming.
Feng Qianhua's smooth, bare back was already covered in a thin layer of sweat. Her slender, powerful waist was arched into a seductive curve. And her peach-like buttocks, large and perky, had always been her most eye-catching feature.
And now, the sight of Feng Qianhua's sexy, fiery peach-like buttocks held Zuo Hanyan's gaze, not only because her large ass was bare, leaving her pussy and asshole completely exposed, but more so because a very thick cock was inserted into her wet crotch!
A cock of astonishing size was pistoning rapidly in and out of Feng Qianhua's pussy!
Zhang Ming's cock was really thick, stretching Feng Qianhua's labia into a smooth, small mouth, as if tightly sucking the large cock at her entrance.
Every time he pulled out, the cock withdrew a large length from Feng Qianhua's wet hole, making one wonder just how much more was still inside. Then he would thrust it back in forcefully, Zhang Ming's hips colliding with Feng Qianhua's thighs and plump buttocks with a loud, dull slap. With each impact, Feng Qianhua's raised ass flesh would quiver, followed by a deliberately suppressed moan, a gasp that couldn't be held back and escaped from deep in her throat.
"Mmm... uhhn... ah... mmm... uhh... ah... ahn... mmm... mmm... mmm..."
Feng Qianhua's legs were spread wide, kneeling astride Zhang Ming's waist. One hand braced on his shoulder, the other on the headboard. Her head tossed from side to side, sometimes tilting back, sometimes hanging low. Her red lips were slightly parted, and she couldn't help but moan as her pussy was relentlessly pumped.
Zhang Ming tirelessly pistoned his hips up and down, his huge cock moving in and out of Feng Qianhua's pussy.
"Ah~~ aha... oh... mmm... oh... mmm... mmm..."
He was thrusting at a steady rhythm when he suddenly accelerated, a burst of high-speed pumping that made Feng Qianhua let out a loud, unexpected moan, which she immediately suppressed.
Feng Qianhua threw her head back, mouth open, trying desperately to make her voice quieter. Because the cock in her pussy was pumping so fast, even her gasps were trembling.
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