At night, the moon was about to fall asleep.
Rao Aimin's house, the second floor of a small duplex.
After the matter was settled, Zhang Ye lay on the landlady's fragrant bed and started bragging, "Landlady, you don't know. I came too late and didn't see it. Do you know how fierce I was back then? Huh? When I started swinging the broom blindly, I was actually showing weakness to the enemy. Do you understand? It's not that I can't beat them, it's just that these two people are nothing to me. What a joke. They're scolding me. Firstly, I want to lower their guard. Secondly, I'm just teasing them. I know Kung Fu. Taekwondo! "
Rao Aimin was looking for medicine in the first aid kit.
Chenchen glanced at Zhang Ye, "… Hur Hur."
Zhang Ye said, "Little rascal, what's with your reaction? You see, I was a little embarrassed at that time. Actually, I was pretending. I was really pretending. I beat them like I was playing. Did you see uncle's two crucial kicks that sent the knives flying? Was it exciting? Was it ferocious? Haha! That was a godly kick! Also, my most beautiful kick was that roundhouse kick. It was a textbook posture! Isn't it awesome? "
Rao Aimin found some gauze and medicine. She walked over and patted his butt. "Stop talking nonsense. Lie down properly!"
"Ai." Zhang Ye glanced at her nervously, "Landlady Auntie, can you be gentler? Does the medicine hurt? I can't stand the pain, you must … "
Rao Aimin had already poured the potion!
Then, they heard Zhang Ye scream tragically, "Ah! Ouch ouch ouch! "
Rao Aimin took a cotton swab and smeared it on his wound. "Endure the pain."
"It really hurts! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die! I'm dying! "Zhang Ye pushed her, not letting her apply the medicine.
Rao Aimin shouted, "Kid, don't move!"
"No, I won't apply it anymore!" Zhang Ye began to act shamelessly.
Chenchen looked at him. "Zhang Ye, you're being shy."
Zhang Ye screamed, "What's there to be embarrassed about! Come and try if you can! Ah! Ah! "
When Rao Aimin saw this, she sat down and used her plump buttocks to sit on Zhang Ye's waist. She held his body in place and did not let him run around. Then she continued applying the medicine on him, "To think you're a literary scholar, a host, and even on television. Look at you!"
His waist felt meaty to the touch.
Zhang Ye also stopped moving. He turned his head to look at the landlady's buttocks that were inches away from his back. His face turned hot, "A literary scholar is also a human!"
Rao Aimin applied the ointment and began to bandage him. "Who told you to not wait for me to come back? If you think there's a thief in the house, call me and wait for me to come back!"
Zhang Ye muttered, "Didn't I think you were at home? I was afraid that you would get kidnapped by a thief and get into some kind of danger. Otherwise, do you think I would be willing to fight with a thief?"
Rao Aimin was still sitting on him. "Don't talk about two thieves. Even if there were twenty of them, they wouldn't be able to get close to me. Do you think I need you to show off?"
Zhang Ye harrumphed, "Who knew that you would be so powerful?"
Chenchen curled her lips, "I already said that the number of people in the world who can beat my aunt does not exceed..."
Rao Aimin interrupted her, "Are you the only one who talks too much? Go back to your room and do your homework! "
Zhang Ye was very curious as he pressed, "Landlady Auntie, are you really that powerful? What kind of kung fu do you practice? Eight Trigrams Palm? When did you learn it? "
Rao Aimin tied the bandage, "Don't ask about my matters!"
"Aunt, then I'll do my homework." Chenchen said reluctantly.
Rao Aimin turned around, "Wait, have you thanked your Uncle Zhang?"
Chenchen acknowledged and looked at Zhang Ye, "Thank you, Uncle."
Zhang Ye waved his hand, "You're welcome, you're welcome. It was nothing. It's nothing."
With the child gone, Zhang Ye did not care about his face anymore, "My arm hurts too."
"You're stretching it?" Rao Aimin's mouth hung a hint of impatience.
Zhang Ye was lying on his stomach and reached his hand out from behind, "Yes, please treat it for me."
Rao Aimin took his arm and pressed it from top to bottom.
Zhang Ye felt extremely comfortable. He tilted his head and peeked at the landlady sitting behind him. Rao Aimin was wearing a pair of light coffee-colored trousers that were almost beige today. As the weather was gradually turning cold, but it was not too cold yet, the trousers were rather thin. However, Big Sis Rao's butt was very perky, so it made the trousers from her thighs down below her belly button very tight. Furthermore, as she sat on Zhang Ye's body, it made the trousers even smaller. The briefs inside naturally left marks on the trousers, and the curve of the panties was very obvious!
The edge was very slippery. It was not lace!
It should be the most ordinary style!
Suddenly, Rao Aimin began to massage his hand. Naturally, the landlady's hand was also placed in Zhang Ye's. Her hand was not slender and was a little hard, but it had a unique flavor to it.
Zhang Ye enjoyed it very much as he constantly felt the warmth of the landlady's hand.
"It's done!" Rao Aimin got up from his waist, "Your injury is not a big deal. It will heal in a few days. Don't get wet, and don't eat hair products or spicy food."
Speaking of food, Zhang Ye was hungry again. After rolling on the bed, he sat up and looked at Rao Aimin, "I'm hungry. I want to eat zhajiang noodles."
Rao Aimin squinted her eyes, "Kid, you even became a lord?"
Zhang Ye complained, "I'm seriously injured. I can't move."
"You're a man. Look at you. Even Chenchen is stronger than you!" Rao Aimin had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She turned around and left, "Just you wait!"
A moment later, the fragrance of zhajiang noodles came from downstairs.
Zhang Ye happily took in a few breaths and took a whiff.
Finally, Rao Aimin carried a bowl of noodles upstairs and threw it on the table in a bad mood, "Eat it!"
Zhang Ye said with his small eyes, "My arm is injured, and my other arm is strained. I can't move. Feed me." When he saw the landlady's face turn black, Zhang Ye quickly sat up on the bed, "Hai, I was just joking. I'll eat it myself."
"It's hot."
"I know. Phew, phew. It smells so good. Your culinary skills are superb!"
"Eat your food. Don't talk while eating. Why do you have so much nonsense to say!"
On the other side, little Chenchen, who had finished her homework, also smelled the fragrance and came over, "Aunt, I want to eat zhajiang noodles too!" Then she looked at Zhang Ye eagerly.
Zhang Ye defended his food, "I'll fight whoever tries to snatch it from me!"
Chenchen said, "Zhang Ye, give me half. Give me half!"
......
After the meal.
The adult and child were both full. They lay on the bed rubbing their bellies.
Rao Aimin gestured with her chin towards the door and said to Zhang Ye, "Alright, it's almost 11. Kid, get lost. The two of us need to sleep!"
Zhang Ye refused to leave shamelessly, "Don't. What if my illness acts up again at night? What if the knife is poisoned and the poison acts up at night? I'm the only one at home, and there's no one to take care of me. Even if I call for someone, there won't be anyone. Besides, what if the thief's accomplices come to take revenge on me? Although my kung fu is quite good, I'm seriously injured. I'm not leaving. I'll stay here tonight."
Rao Aimin stared at him, "You rascal, why are you so delicate?"
Zhang Ye lay down comfortably and cherished his life, "Anyway, I'll stay here. If there's anything at night, I'll call for you. You know Chinese medicine, so you can save me in time."
Chenchen did not object. She had already fallen asleep beside Zhang Ye. She did not even take off her shoes.
Rao Aimin had always been unforgiving with her words, but deep in her bones was the radiance of motherly love. She walked over and gently took off Chenchen's shoes. She tucked her in and covered her with a blanket. Then she glanced at Zhang Ye and covered his legs with a blanket, "Just for tonight. Get lost tomorrow!"
Zhang Ye acknowledged, "Then I'll be sleeping."
After switching off the lights, Rao Aimin did not seem sleepy. She took a book and went downstairs to the living room.
Zhang Ye was also exhausted today. He had never been in a fight since he was young. Today, he had fought with a criminal and was injured. He could not take it anymore and fell asleep the moment he hit the bed.
......
After an unknown period of time.
He was woken up by a sound beside his ear.
Zhang Ye opened his eyes. It seemed like someone had entered the house and closed the door. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely make out Rao Aimin, who was wearing a shirt and trousers. Zhang Ye did not make a sound. Rao Aimin probably thought that the two of them were asleep. Hence, her beautiful feet slipped out of her slippers. As she stepped onto the wooden floor, she unbuttoned her shirt and threw it on the back of a chair. Following that, she unbuttoned her bra.
The moonlight's brightness was limited.
One could only see that the bra was either dark blue or black.
Ba Da. The bra was unbuttoned. The landlady's shoulder slid down and she took it down from the front. She threw it on the chair without any hesitation. Then, she bent down and with the sound of a belt buckle, her belt was unbuckled. The landlady lowered her head and slowly took off her pants.
From her thighs to her calves.
From her calves to her ankles.
That smooth, elastic and slender buttocks could be seen at a glance.
The trousers fell to the ground. She raised her leg and with a hook, she accurately sent the trousers flying. The coffee-colored trousers floated in the air and landed on the back of a chair.
Finally, Rao Aimin quietly opened the wardrobe and took out a bathrobe. She draped it over her body and tied the belt.
Although he had seen Rao Aimin's body in the past, he had never seen it so clearly and in such detail like today. She was indeed a martial artist. It looked like she usually exercised or practiced martial arts. It was obvious from the elasticity of her thighs. There were not many people like her who could maintain themselves so well at the age of thirty. Every inch of her skin seemed to hide an explosive force. A soft palm strike could break a person's bones. This was not something any ordinary person could do!
"Chenchen?"
"Yes?"
"Come sleep in the middle."
Chenchen slept on the outermost side, while Zhang Ye slept in the middle.
He heard Chenchen moan a few times, but she did not move. She was in a deep sleep.
Rao Aimin softly called her a few times and smacked her lips. She did not say another word and walked to Zhang Ye's side in her bathrobe. She pulled the blanket and lay down. She even slapped Zhang Ye on the shoulder, "Kid, move in a little!"
Zhang Ye pretended to be asleep and subconsciously moved a little closer to the bed.
Only then did the landlady get under the blanket, "If Chenchen goes to the toilet at night, or if your wound hurts or becomes inflamed or has a fever, call me!"
Zhang Ye vaguely acknowledged.
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