Chapter 9

The next morning, I woke up and looked at the time and woke me up, who was still a little dazed in my pajamas. It was already ten o'clock, and then I remembered that I forgot to set the time last night.

Dear, don’t go to school at this time. After that, everyone has to make lunch.

After looking at my phone, I found two messages. The first one was Huang Shuangshuang and asked me why I didn’t come to school this morning?

I quickly replied, "I was too tired yesterday and overslept. At the same time, I thanked her for the cold medicine she gave me, and I was much better."

The second message was sent to me by Aunt Wanling: I have already told the nanny to buy breakfast and put it on the table, remember to eat it.

Seeing Aunt Wanling’s message, I began to automatically recall the scene that made me dream until last night. Aunt Wanling was actually talking about my cow and she was giving me a blowjob... Thinking of Aunt Wanling, a successful business lady in the eyes of outsiders, who was a mature beauty who was more charming than all the beauty, actually gave me a mouth. The key is that I even cum in her mouth.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. The cock in the underwear began to stand up. I couldn't help but put my hand into the underwear and stroked the guy who was enjoying his blessings. Thinking that Aunt Wanling said she wanted to take off the foreskin, I was just copying it. Not to mention that it was because of the blowjob, but at this time the cock was all hard, a little stuck, and the glans was red and spicy.

I got up and came to the living room. Sure enough, I saw breakfast on the dining table. I don’t know if I got up too late or the breakfast brought by the nanny was too early. When I touched my hands, my things were already cold.

At this moment, my phone vibrated. Someone must have sent me a message, and I could just eat and chat.

Are the seniors coming to class in the afternoon?Huang Shuangshuang asked.

I thought about it carefully and felt a little uncertain. Because my mother let go yesterday, she would definitely give some tips to the school based on her temper. Thinking that I didn’t go in the morning, I could take a day off and relax for myself for a day off. Thinking of this, I felt even more relaxed and replied: I plan to take a break today, I am really too tired.

After waiting for a while, Huang Shuangshuang replied. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. Looking at the chatter recently, Sister Rong didn't send me a message. She probably was busy with the company's affairs, so she went to Teacher Luo and hurriedly sent a message to Teacher Luo: Teacher Luo, are you getting better with a cold?

I thought Teacher Luo would reply very slowly, but I didn’t expect that I would reply all of a sudden: Thank you, it’s much better.

I was thinking about how to continue the words, but Teacher Luo sent me the second sentence: Shouldn’t this time be held in class?

Unexpectedly, Teacher Luo’s control over time was so accurate. I thought about it and said: I didn’t go to class today.

As expected, I suddenly opened up Teacher Luo's words and asked me: Why didn't I go to class?Did you skip classes and go out to play with people?

I thought to myself: Teacher Luo, I am in your heart.And he angrily called out his inner thoughts.

I never thought that Teacher Luo sent me a playful expression of sticking out my tongue. Just such subtleties seemed to have made me enter Teacher Luo's heart, and I felt joy in my heart and explained: Actually, it was because I was feeling uncomfortable.

My answer made Teacher Luo feel concerned and asked: Did I get a cold last time?

No, it was me who occasionally felt the cold.

Did you take medicine, your child?Teacher Luo asked with great concern.

I don’t have any coldness now. If I say that my body is still uncomfortable now, I think it’s a bull, and I said nonsense: After eating, the effect is not very obvious, and I still have a little snot... I’m still a little cold.I was talking hard through the screen, trying to gain more attention from Teacher Luo’s concern for me.

But it seems that my behavior has a reverse effect. I wanted to chat with each other through my phone, but I never thought that Teacher Luo said directly: The teacher happened to make some brown sugar ginger tea today. After drinking it, I just took out the cold air in my body. The teacher will send it to you.

I am not at my own home but at Aunt Wanling's house. Aunt Wanling is not close to Teacher Luo's place, so I hurriedly said: Teacher Luo, I'll do it myself, I'll bring the book by the way, I'm going to class.

Anyway, Wanling's house is boring, and I don't want to go to school, so I just happened to be on the way to Teacher Luo's house.

Teacher Luo didn't expect that I was like this and I still had the heart to study. I praised me for a while, but it made me happy for a long time. In order to act like I had a cold, I took a cold shower at Aunt Wanling's house.

Then I rode a shared bicycle to make myself feel tired. I really slept too well last night and had a little energy. It took me a long time to wait until Teacher Luo’s house, and I was out of breath, shook my clothes, and sweated all over. Then I went up the stairs and came to Teacher Luo’s doorstep.

With two experiences, this time, this time is not as unfamiliar as the previous two times. He naturally knocked on the door and said: Teacher Luo, it’s me, Zhang Wei.

The door opened soon. Seeing my sweaty look, Teacher Luo frowned and complained: Why are you sweating all over, come in quickly.

I entered the house with a silly smile, not knowing if I had too much psychological suggestion. When I entered the house, my body seemed to be a little weak.

Today, Teacher Luo was wearing a black dress that rained that day. There was a semi-transparent gauze on his chest, and a piece of snow skin was faintly visible, temptation was hidden.

Two long white legs were wrapped in a pair of slightly colored flesh-colored stockings, but I didn’t see the thinner crystal stockings.

Take it and wipe it.Teacher Luo handed over a dry towel, and there was a faint fragrance on the towel. I guess it must have been used by Teacher Luo.

After wiping the sweat on his face, Teacher Luo brought the brown sugar ginger tea and said with concern: Drink it while it is hot.

When I was picking up the bowl, I touched Teacher Luo's fingers. The smooth feeling made me linger. I thought that if Teacher Luo used these pairs of teaching and educating hands to shoot me, I would be willing to reduce my life by ten years.

After drinking a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea, my whole body became warm. Looking at the mature and intellectual teacher Luo, the cow in his crotch also began to become warm.

I spent the whole afternoon at Teacher Luo's house. While asking questions to Teacher Luo, I smelled the fragrance of beautiful women emitted from her body at close range. I felt like I became fluttering. I was full of lust and didn't have the courage to stand up for an afternoon.

During dinner, Teacher Luo planned to keep me for dinner, but I refused because Aunt Wanling just sent me a message: Ask me if I want to have supper?

While riding on the road, Teacher Luo sent me a message saying that I forgot to take my previous clothes and pants, and I said I would come and get them next time.

On this day, my mother didn't send me a message, nor did I send her a message. It seemed that the mother and son had entered a cold war atmosphere.

When I returned to Aunt Wanling's house, I opened the door and shouted carefully: Aunt Wanling, are you here?

After a while, Aunt Wanling's enthusiastic and unrestrained laughter came from the inside: You are all your own family, so why are you restrained? Your mother is so slaughtering her as a girl.

I smiled awkwardly, and when I entered the room, I was shocked by Aunt Wanling's charm.

The long hair that was originally as deep as a waist was tied into a moon-shaped shape on the back of the head. A suspender plaid dress not only exposed the two shoulders, but also made a small piece of cleavage. The two plump big breasts spread the cloth, making people's eyes gathered here and it was hard to leave. The skirt was barely on the thighs. This length was obviously not a serious skirt. It was called sexy when worn on other women, and it was called mèi when worn on Aunt Wanling, because her aura was strong enough, which was stacked on money and experience, and could not be imitated by others.

The two plump and beautiful legs with a fleshy texture are now protected by ultra-thin black stockings. Whether you look at it carefully, Aunt Wanling's legs seem to have lost weight, adding color to her lust, which is so hot that she is very hot. A pair of black stockings are wearing black high heels with bows, which makes people particularly upright. For Aunt Wanling, it is bulging in front and tilted back.

Overall, the style of a mature woman is a man's killer, and all of them want to fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Aunt Wanling was stunned when she saw me and chuckled: Is this outfit beautiful?

In order to cover up my embarrassment, I gave me a thumbs up: Look good!

Then Aunt Wanling said again: Is it my aunt good-looking, or is it your mother good-looking?

This is a question that I care about. In fact, Aunt Wanling and her mother are completely women of different styles. It has always been a strange thing for them to be best friends, because of their mother's temperament.

After thinking about it, I said: They all look good, but Aunt Wanling is much more beautiful today.

Aunt Wanling smiled unabatedly, threw her eyes away and said: "Little slippery, I'm afraid I'm with your mother, auntie, I'm a little bit apart again."

I was about to deny it, but Aunt Wanling interrupted: Come and have a meal. I don’t know that you prefer your appetite, so I bought all the sour and sweet, bitter and salty things. If it’s not enough, I will call the chef to make it for you.

No, I want to eat everything Aunt Wanling bought.I said happily.

Aunt Wanling turned around, pointed at my mouth with her index finger, and smiled: My mouth is so sweet, don’t use it outside.

I was touched by this trick again, but the touch just now made my lips feel a little teased. I especially hope that Aunt Wanling would touch me again. With the rise of this idea, the dick between my crotch began to become energetic again. I had already been holding it in Teacher Luo's place just now, but I didn't expect it to have to make trouble now.

I sat down casually, Aunt Wanling sat on the other side of me and asked with a smile: Have you apologized to your mother?