My first love and childhood sweetheart couldn't possibly be a red hat addict.

Feeling Feng Luo kiss her forehead and then hearing him say goodnight, Jiang Lingxue's heart raced a little, and her anger at Feng Luo's philandering—that he liked her and her sister Lingyu at the same time, and also kissed Xiaoyue—dissipated somewhat.

Hearing the door open again, Feng Luo turned his gaze to the entrance and saw the beautiful woman Jiang Qingyin walk into the house.

A mature and alluring woman with graceful steps entered the living room. Upon seeing Feng Luo, she extended a...

Two smooth, soft, snow-white hands suddenly embraced Feng Luo.

Feng Luo sensed that although the beautiful woman was wearing a simple loungewear dress, it couldn't conceal the alluring curves of her voluptuous figure, which exuded a delicate fragrance. He couldn't help but feel a surge of heat, and at the same time, he reached out and embraced the mature woman.

The beautiful woman has a smooth, slender waist that is completely disproportionate to her breasts and hips.

Then, the little Feng Luo, who had just weakened, was revived and came to his...

Peak state.

Chapter 63 The Mature and Alluring Childhood Sweetheart Mother

When Lingxue saw her mother reach out and hug Feng Luo, she pouted her cherry lips in displeasure.

A little jealous of her mother, Lingxue thought to herself: "Mom, is it really appropriate for you to hug Feng Luo like that? It's not..."

Is it appropriate? Feng Luo isn't a baby who can be hugged casually anymore.

Ji Longyue smiled sweetly at her brother and Aunt Qing, who were embracing each other, and then glanced to the side.

Lingxue, the best friend, pouted unhappily, still angry.

"What's wrong, Aunt Qing? You hugged Xiao Luo as soon as you got home." Feng Luo gently sniffed the beautiful aunt's nose.

He smelled a mature and alluring scent emanating from her body, and then, without changing his expression, he asked softly with a hint of doubt.

Jiang Qingyin sensed Feng Luo's peak state, and a smile gradually appeared on the beautiful woman's fair face.

A shy yet alluring blush.

The alluring, mature woman was no match for her two innocent daughters. Even though she herself had never had physical contact with any man other than Feng Luo, she knew exactly what the little Feng Luo protruding from her soft belly was.

West.

The mature and beautiful woman gently shook her head, her alluring lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, her delicate face flushed and captivating. She smiled gently at Feng Luo and said, "It's nothing, Aunt Qing just wanted to hug Xiao Luo. What? Doesn't Xiao Luo want to?"

That's not quite right. The main reason the beautiful woman hugged Feng Luo was because she saw Li Yuerong hugging and comforting Feng Luo. Perhaps it was because the child she had watched grow up was being hugged and comforted by someone else first, which made Jiang Qingyin a little unhappy and jealous. She had long wanted to hug and comfort Feng Luo as well.

"Alright, how could I not accept it when such a beautiful woman like Aunt Qing has taken the initiative to hug me?"

Luo couldn't have asked for more.

"Hmm~" Jiang Qingyin absentmindedly hummed softly, sensing Xiao Fengluo's peak state, and then wondered to herself: Why is Xiao Luo's...that...getting bigger? Could it be that Xiao Luo is aroused by his own body?

That's what the book says; it also seems to say that if you force yourself not to release it, it can be very hurtful.

It's a physical problem; you have to use your hands to solve it.

Having only a superficial understanding of sex, gleaned only from books, the image of a mature, beautiful woman brought a blush to her delicate face.

A slightly astringent blush makes one look even more alluring and rosy.

The mature and beautiful woman reached out her smooth, jade-like hand and pinched the handsome cheek of the young man in front of her. Then she brought her alluring lips close to Feng Luo's ear, exhaling a fragrance as sweet as orchids. She gently scolded Feng Luo with a doting yet helpless tone, "Little Luo, you're being a little naughty. You actually have some bad thoughts about Aunt Qing."

Hearing the mature and beautiful woman's sweet voice, coupled with the extremely alluring blush on her delicate face, Feng Luo, who was holding the woman's graceful and soft body, couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. He quietly turned his head to face the woman's mature and delicate face, which seemed both reproachful and scornful.

Gazing at the mature, beautiful woman's alluring, rosy face, Feng Luo blinked his clear, watery eyes. He couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her smooth, soft, moist cheeks and her rosy, seductive lips, still adorned with lipstick.

Vermilion lips.

Then she explained softly:

Then, Feng Luo raised his head and winked at the mature, beautiful woman in front of him who had been slightly stunned.

"Aunt Qing, this is just a natural reaction when you hug Xiao Luo. Xiao Luo can't control herself either, because of you, Aunt Qing."

It's so tempting! And Aunt Qing's cherry lips are so sweet.

Hearing Feng Luo's gentle voice, Jiang Qingyin also came back to her senses. The mature, beautiful woman who had just been kissed by Feng Luo...

There was no anger at all, only a slight sense of helplessness.

The mature, beautiful woman, her face even more alluring, gave Feng Luo a charmingly reproachful glare, saying coquettishly, "So, little Luo is blaming Aunt Qing for being seductive? Now little Luo is truly a little wolf."

After saying that, the beautiful woman reached out her smooth, jade-like hand and pinched Feng Luo's cheek again, her fragrant lips slightly parted.

Upward.

"Xiao Luo wasn't upset at all. She was just saying that Aunt Qing was really..."

"It's a very tempting fact," Feng Luo said, seemingly innocent.

"Of course, Aunt Qing in her work clothes is just as alluring as Aunt Qing in her home clothes, possessing a certain...

A sense of contrast.

"That's really sweet talk, Xiao Luo is so glib." Jiang Qingyin blushed and gave Feng Luo a light glare.

She said coquettishly.

"What Xiao Luo said wasn't just sweet talk to please Aunt Qing; it was the truth."

"I really have no way to deal with you, you little devil, Xiao Luo." Jiang Qingyin reached out and pinched your cheek affectionately.

She pinched Feng Luo's cheek and gently scolded him.

Feng Luo and the beautiful woman hugged for a few minutes until Ling Xue couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and then they separated.

"My sister will be out of the shower soon, Mom, Feng Luo, how long are you going to keep carrying her?"

Then Feng Luo lowered his head and kissed the beautiful woman's fragrant lips. He looked up at the mature woman, whose face was flushed and alluring, and said softly with a smile, "Aunt Qing's body is really tempting and soft. I could hold her for a long time without getting tired of it. I really feel a little reluctant to leave. Can I hold Aunt Qing again next time?"

"Little rascal~" The beautiful woman Jiang Qingyin couldn't help but chide Feng Luo's words, but she also hesitated, enjoying the embrace. She was so gentle, it was only possible for her to do so herself.

Hearing the voice, she said softly and affectionately, "As long as Xiao Luo wants a hug, Aunt Qing can give you one anytime."

But Feng Luo's hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he could naturally hear Jiang Qingyin's doting and gentle voice.

With a slight upturn of her lips, she smiled gently at her and said, "Aunt Qing, goodnight."

"Okay, goodnight, Xiao Luo too."

Then Feng Luo and his sister went out of the next room, closed the door for Ling Yu and the other two, and then came to...

In front of my own door.

Ji Longyue knocked on the door, then looked down at her brother's Xiao Fengluo, before looking up at him with a charming smile and saying, "It seems that Brother's Xiao Fengluo won't be subdued anytime soon. How come you and Sister, Mother..."

What were their explanations?

"Well.....

Ji Wanrou heard her younger sister's familiar knocking sound. Having cultivated spiritual power, she sensed that it was indeed her younger brother and sister.

Standing outside the door, she stood up and walked into the entryway.

The beautiful, mature woman, Ji Jinghan, who was watching TV with a troubled mind, heard a knock on the door. She hesitated for a moment.

He then came to the entrance hall with his daughter.

He opened the inner door and then checked through the peephole one last time to make sure it was her coming back from next door.

Only after hearing her younger siblings' voices did Ji Wanrou reach out and open the door.

The young girl, Ji Longyue, and her brother went into the house and closed the door behind them. Upon seeing their mother, Ji Longyue...

She blinked her starry eyes, then felt a little guilty, thinking she should leave her brother to explain to their mother alone, so she quickly walked away.

He walked into her room.

Chapter 64 An ambiguous embrace with the beautiful foster mother

The beautiful woman Ji Jinghan, who was in a state of turmoil after witnessing the shameful scene between her son Feng Luo and daughter Ji Longyue all night, gently pursed her alluring red lips after seeing her son Feng Luo.

Ji Wanrou noticed her younger sister seemed guilty in front of their mother, which puzzled her a little, but she didn't dwell on it. She and her brother went to the living room, and she smiled gently at him, saying:

"Xiao Luo, do you want a late-night snack? If you do, I'll make it for you."

"Of course I want to eat the midnight snack my sister made." Feng Luo nodded and gave Ji Wanrou a slight smile.

laughed.

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, his sister hadn't noticed anything amiss beneath him, otherwise...

I'm about to die in front of my sister.

When the beautiful Ji Jinghan saw her daughter go into the kitchen to make a late-night snack, she gave Feng Luo a forced smile, reached out and patted her son's head, and said softly, "Regarding Xiao Luo and Xiao Yue, Xiao Luo, you come with Mom to the room."

Let's talk about it in private.

"Yes, Mom." Feng Luo nodded.

Seeing her son nod in agreement, Ji Jinghan reached out her smooth, soft, snow-white hand and took his hand.

Luo took his hand, and then they walked into his room together.

Feeling the beautiful woman's smooth, soft, and cool hand take his, Feng Luo and his beautiful companion...

The mother and son gradually intertwined their fingers.

Upon entering Ji Jinghan's room, Feng Luo immediately sensed the mature aura emanating from her.

The rich fragrance of a beautiful woman's body.

Ji Jinghan reached out her other slender, snow-white hand, which wasn't holding her son's hand, and took the air conditioning remote control from the desk.

After turning on the air conditioner, Feng Luo and I sat down on the bed.

After sitting down on the bed, Ji Jinghan saw her son, Xiao Fengluo, who had become aroused. The beautiful woman was stunned.

It took her a moment to realize what the little wind that her son had reacted to was.

Then, a shy and alluring blush gradually crept onto the mature and beautiful woman's fair face. Ji Jinghan raised her head to look at Feng Luo, her charming eyes revealing shyness and reproach.

"Uh." Looking at the shy and reproachful emotions in his mother Ji Jinghan's charming eyes, Feng Luo couldn't help but let out an awkward 'uh'. Moreover, with Ji Jinghan looking at him like that, it was even less likely that his little Feng Luo would calm down.

Then Feng Luo blinked his clear, watery eyes and explained to his mother, "Mom, I need to explain. This was just a natural reaction when Aunt Qing hugged me and then I got up. It shouldn't be my fault, right?"

It's normal for it to have a natural reaction, right?

Aunt Qing is not only very beautiful, but her figure is also mature and alluring. She hugged me, and then Xiao Luo...

Hearing her child's explanation, the mature and beautiful woman understood a little, but when she looked at Feng Luo's charming eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful, as if she was a little jealous that her child was praising her good friend Jiang Qingyin, even though she knew that what Xiao Luo said was true.

Feng Luomin keenly noticed a hint of resentment deep in the beautiful eyes of his adoptive mother, and a bright smile appeared in his starry eyes. Then, he took his mother's smooth, snowy hand and stood up.

Ji Jinghan was a little puzzled as to why her son had pulled her to her feet, so she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"What happened?" Xiao Luo pulled her mother to her feet.

"I sensed that Mom was a little jealous after hearing Xiao Luo's explanation, so I pulled Mom to her feet and then wanted to hug her to ease her jealousy," Feng Luo said with a bright smile to Ji Jinghan.

After he finished speaking, he reached out and embraced the beautiful woman in front of him. Her mature, alluring, and curvaceous body was soft and delicate. Although the woman was wearing a home dress that did not reveal a single inch of skin, Feng Luo could still feel the smooth skin of her soft body. At the same time, Feng Luo was also smelling the faint fragrance on her body.

Ji Jinghan felt Feng Luo's fiery little Feng Luo pressing against her soft belly, and her beautiful face flushed with shyness.

The blush became even redder and more alluring, almost as if it were dripping with moisture.

Upon hearing Feng Luo's voice, the mature beauty gently shook her head, smiled shyly at him, and softly denied it with her fragrant lips parted slightly, saying, "Little Luo, you must be mistaken. Mommy isn't jealous. But Little Luo can hug Mommy anytime he wants."

Looking at the mature and beautiful woman's rosy and alluring face and her fragrant lips, Feng Luo couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. Then, he lowered his head and kissed his beautiful foster mother's rosy and alluring face and lips.

Feng Luo raised his head, smiled slightly at his beautiful mother, and said, "Alright, then Xiao Luo just wants to hug Mom. In that dream that felt so real for 20 years, it's been a long time since Xiao Luo hugged you."

Ji Jinghan was kissed on the cheek and lips by Feng Luo. She was already used to kissing.

The mature woman didn't feel ashamed at all; what she was more ashamed of was the hot little breeze protruding from her soft belly.

lo.

Hearing Feng Luo's words, Ji Jinghan, feeling sorry for her child, suppressed her shame and hugged her child tightly. Then, she reached out her slender, snow-white hand and gently touched Feng Luo's fair and handsome face, comforting him tenderly:

"It's okay, it was just a dream. Mom is still here in reality, isn't she?"

Held in the beautiful woman's arms, Feng Luo felt the softness and smoothness of her massive body and smelled her alluring milky scent. He then raised his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, Mommy, I understand. Now, little..."

Luo has recovered and is fine now.

"It's good that Xiao Luo has recovered." Ji Jinghan patted Feng Luo's head, nodded slightly, and said gently.

She smiled gently and said.

Afterwards, Feng Luo and the mature, beautiful woman, who was forcibly suppressing her shyness, embraced for a long time before Ji Wanrou gently...