revived

Room 503 on the fifth floor.

This is Fan Qirong's former residence. Not long after the real estate certificate was renamed, she took the documents and clothes and moved out, but the other items in the house did not move, and they were directly converted into RMB and sold to the other party. , All other items in the house are included, such as TV sets, washing machines, sofas, coffee tables, and so on.

Fan Qirong, who was held in Ren Hao's arms, didn't bother to push him away, and looked at the room blankly: "Hao, where did you get the key? Isn't the house sold? That person didn't replace it with a new one." Locks?” The first thing you should do when you move in is to change the door and lock, which is common sense.

Ren Hao shrugged, took Fan Qirong's hand and walked to the sofa, and sat down by her: "I don't know, I came in with your original key, you sit, I'll boil a pot of water and make tea, uh, The tea leaves seem to be gone, so let’s drink boiled water.” Before entering the kitchen, Ren Hao turned on the TV and put the remote control in Aunt Rong’s hand, “…… watch TV for a while.”

Fan Qirong frowned and thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, she turned her head and looked at the kitchen: "Hao, tell aunt the truth, what's going on, auntie has sold the house for more than ten days, even if the person is not in a hurry to live , should you change the lock too?"

"The thermos is gone?" One of Ren Hao's thermoses broke, and it was bought by Zhuo Yuqin and Ren Xueyu when they got married. Aunt Rong seemed to have given the thermos to Zhuo Yuqin before she moved out. No, it couldn't keep warm Under such circumstances, Ren Hao had to make a small amount of boiling water, filled two cups with the willow, came out of the kitchen and handed it to Fan Qirong: "Drink water, ha ha, to tell you the truth, the house, I actually found someone to buy it. of."

Fan Qirong looked at him, and sighed softly: "Auntie knows it's like this, you, you, let my aunt say something about you."

"When did you know?"

Fan Qirong took a sip of the hot water: "When the man procrastinated not to sign the contract, Auntie thought of this possibility. Sigh, tell me, why did you buy it?"

"Live here for you..." Ren Hao rolled his eyes as a matter of course: "If you don't leave, this house will naturally return to you. If you leave, you won't be allowed to come back in the future. The house will still be yours by then, cough Cough, but, if you come back to live, the head of the household will be my name..."

Fan Qirong spit on him secretly, twisted his waist, and twisted hard: "Then Auntie will become your adopted lover? Do you want to say that? Huh?" Fan Qirong's hands became stronger and stronger. The bigger it got, the pinching made Ren Hao grin his teeth for a while, "... ss... stop... it hurts... ss... what kind of care... Aunt Rong... why are you thinking so dirty today... when will I say Having said that...really...I keep thinking in the wrong direction..."

"I, I'm nasty?" Fan Qirong's face turned white and red, and she stood up abruptly: "You know what you think! Hmph! I said why did you propose to go home and live? It turned out that you were still playing with your aunt. , Hao, you love to live here, my aunt has gone to the eldest sister's house! It just so happens that the eldest sister's house does not have a place for you to sleep, so you can stay here!"

As Fan Qirong said, she walked towards the door, but just two steps away, a strong force came from her wrist, her whole body was pulled back, and with a bang, Aunt Rong fell into Ren Hao's arms.

"I'm here, let's stay overnight..." Ren Hao blinked pitifully, picked up Fan Qirong's back knee with one hand, put her legs across his thighs, and wrapped her arms around her waist with the other hand, pressing hard Watching her put it on herself, "Isn't there two rooms here, one for you and one for me, and we don't sleep together, what are you afraid of?"

"It's no wonder I believe you..." Fan Qirong twisted her body and turned away: "Let go...do you hear..."

Ren Hao hummed happily, and obediently let go.

"Auntie is gone..." Fan Qirong stood up from his lap, adjusted her slightly messy suit, glared at him with a red pretty face, and looked at the gate. She took two steps, paused in vain, and turned her head Looking at Ren Hao, frowning, Fan Qirong turned back with a sigh, and sat down on the sofa silently, "...Don't bully Auntie, Auntie agrees to live here today, okay?"

Ren Hao nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, hehe, how dare I bully you."

"Don't be ashamed..." Fan Qirong rolled his eyes at him sullenly: "The older you are, the more mischievous you are. How can you be so cute when you were young? Oh, when you were in elementary school, whenever your aunt said it was hot, you would definitely ask your mother for fifty cents. Then Dian Dian went to the canteen in front of our house to buy a popsicle, and gave it to my aunt as a gift. That little appearance is so obedient. Hmph, look at you now, you bully your aunt when you get a chance. Aunt is your elder. Is it you who kissed me as soon as I said, hmph, there is no such thing as you."

Ren Hao stroked his hair and smiled embarrassedly. When Aunt Rong said this, he really felt a little shameless.

Fan Qirong pouted and looked at him: "The most hateful thing is that she still licked her face and asked Auntie to be your lover, hum, shameless, you have grown up, Auntie can't beat you, if it was in the past, Auntie would have beaten your ass It was smashed, let's see if you dare to talk nonsense..."

Ren Hao muttered: "You were not willing to hit me when you were young..."

Fan Qirong's eyes widened, and she frowned fiercely: "Then you get down on the ground, show your little butt, and see if Auntie dares to hit you!" Rolling her eyes, Fan Qirong twisted his face: " No matter big or small, remember, you are not allowed to kiss aunt in the future, do you understand?"

"talk later……"

"What do you mean by talking?"

Ren Hao snorted, and suddenly pointed to the TV screen: "Ah, Serious Cases Six, don't you like watching it?"

Fan Qirong shook her head helplessly, her eyes fell on the screen, and she stopped talking.

The wall watch in the living room was also given to Zhuo Yuqin, and Ren Hao took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was about nine o'clock.

"Are you sleepy?"

Fan Qirong turned her head to look at him vigilantly, fell silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "Sleep in yours, the quilt is in the groove under the mattress, take it out and empty it, otherwise it will smell like a disinfectant ball. "

"I'm not sleepy either..." Ren Hao moved his buttocks to move closer to her, "Let me rub your shoulders and cervical spine for you, you sit and write in the same position all day long, your cervical spine must be bad, come on , turn your body slightly, leave your neck to me..."

"Need not……"

"hurry up……"

Ren Hao didn't care about her, he directly reached out and pressed Aunt Rong's shoulder, and squeezed it twice, but the suit was too thick, and the strength could not be transmitted inside, so he reached out one by one to the front, rubbing Fan Qirong's chest to relieve her. Buttons, "It's not easy to pinch in a suit..."

Fan Qirong angrily opened his stinking hand, "Don't touch blindly, Auntie will take it off by herself..." As soon as she unbuttoned the three buttons, Ren Hao behind her rushed up and pulled the sides of her suit to help her take it off. After she got down, during the period, she naturally took advantage of her, and Fan Qirong was so angry that she cursed secretly as "sexy".

Seeing Aunt Rong's expression, Ren Hao always felt that she was different from the one she was an hour ago, and he couldn't say why it was not used.

"Does it hurt..."

Ren Hao pinched Aunt Rong's shoulders. This massage skill was learned from Xie Zhijing.

Fan Qirong inhaled and narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were also pursed together charmingly, "Well, the strength is just right." There was some pain on her face, but more of a relaxed and happy expression, "...and then...up A little... yes right... hiss... um... this is here... it might have been windy a while ago... hiss..."

"Caught by the wind?" Ren Hao rubbed the area close to his neck with concern: "Then you have to scrape, it will heal quickly, well, there is no scraping board at home, just find a comb, and then apply some facial oil Things like that are just okay, how about I give you a scratch?" Ren Hao pulled down the shirt on her back collar, pinched it on her delicate flesh, and increased some strength.

Scraping?

Then you have to take off your clothes and expose your flesh?

Fan Qirong's face burned slightly, she narrowed her eyes and shook her head: "It's okay, just rub it."

Ren Hao put in all his strength, squeezed his shoulders, squeezed his cervical spine, and beat his back after pinching his cervical spine. After a while, Fan Qirong's brows showed a lazy and sleepy look.

"Huh... the right hand is a bit tired... let me rub the left hand for you first." Ren Hao touched her neck with one hand, pressed the sides of her cervical spine with his index finger and thumb, and took off his right hand, hanging out of nowhere , trembling slightly.

Fan Qirong hummed, limp and half leaned on the back of the sofa, enjoying his massage service.

Soon, Ren Hao's right hand regained some strength, and he raised it up to continue to press her, but when his hand was in the air, Ren Hao rolled his eyes, put his hand down again, tentatively fell slowly, and touched Aunt Rong. on the thigh.

Fan Qirong's body shook slightly, her eyelids twitched, but she didn't open them.

Ren Hao looked at her nervously, seeing that she was not moving, he kneaded her cervical spine with one hand, and kneaded her thigh with the other, relaxing the stiff muscles in her legs, and slowly, the beautiful legs that were still stiff just now gradually relaxed When she got down, Fan Qirong's constantly beating eyelids also tended to be still, but her face was flushed with waves of blush as if she had drunk alcohol.

Ren Hao snickered, and found a high-sounding reason for his blatantly taking advantage: "If you keep sitting and not moving, the muscles in your legs should be aging. If things go on like this, your physical strength will get worse and worse..."

Fan Qirong didn't open her eyes either, she gave a light oh, and didn't say anything else.

Ren Hao's hands were full of soft touch, and it was obvious that Aunt Rong was not wearing anything in her trousers, which made Ren Hao's heart itch unbearably, wishing to tear off her trousers and rub her white thighs directly.The two were silent for a long time, Ren Hao raised his head to pay attention to her expression, then blinked, then slid his right hand lightly, inserted into the inner parts of her two thighs, and squeezed slowly.

The inner thighs are much more sensitive than the outer ones. Fan Qirong's beautiful legs suddenly tightened, and she reflexively clamped Ren Hao's right hand.Ren Hao looked at her with a guilty conscience, paused for a while, and touched her again one by one.Although Fan Qirong didn't speak, her two long beautiful legs were tightly clamped, showing no tendency to loosen.

Fan Qirong's acquiescence made Ren Hao bolder in vain, and his left hand was no longer honest. After pinching her shoulder twice, he put it lightly on it, stretched forward slowly, and slid into the shirt from Fan Qirong's front neckline .

The first one to touch was Aunt Rong's collarbone, which was concave and deep, and continued to go down along the collarbone. Ren Hao's middle fingernail immediately sank into a soft place, and the belly of his finger also felt greasy.At this time, Fan Qirong, who had been silent for a long time, finally stopped him. She slapped her left hand on her chest, and pressed Ren Hao's arm there together, preventing him from moving any further.

Fan Qirong still had her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

After all, Ren Hao's strength was more than one point stronger than Fan Qirong's. He squeezed down with his left hand. In an instant, even the first knuckles of his fingers felt soft, and even his fingernails touched the bottom of her bra. top.With a slight flick of his finger, he turned up the button of the shirt collar a little, and Ren Hao saw the color of her bra—it was white.

Ren Hao moved his hands up and down, the left hand continued to grope forward, and the right hand moved towards the lower abdomen.

Whoosh!

Fan Qirong suddenly got up, and while arranging the clothes messed up by Ren Hao, she walked to the bathroom: "Stop rubbing, you rest and get ready to sleep, auntie goes to take a bath..." As soon as the words fell, Fan Qirong's body was already submerged in the toilet , With a bang, the door was closed.

Ren Hao twitched his lips involuntarily, feeling that he was one step closer to success.He turned off the TV, heard the sound of rushing water, and went to Aunt Rong's room to take out the quilt, shook it, and spread it on the mattress. The pillows and sheets were all there, and there was no need to prepare anything else. something.

Then, without slippers, Ren Hao lay back on the bed, waiting for Aunt Rong to enter the room.

About half an hour.

The sound of high-heeled shoes "clacking" was getting closer, and then, Fan Qirong, who was neatly dressed, was standing in the bedroom, her long hair was dripping with crystal water drops, splashing shallow traces on the floor .

"What do you mean?" Fan Qirong looked at him with a serious face, walked to the side of the bed and patted the pillow: "Aren't you going to sleep? What are you waiting for here?"

Ren Hao took a sip of the faint fragrance, hehe smiled: "Isn't this waiting for you, um, sleep now?" Ren Hao looked at her questioningly, then licked his face and began to undress.

call!

Fan Qirong picked up the cotton pillow with lightning speed, and gave Ren Hao a slap on the back: "I know you have no good intentions! Get out! Get out!"

Ren Hao's clothes were dragged halfway, but she knocked him back two steps suddenly, he let out a thud, and quickly put on his T-shirt: "What are you doing, cough, cough, if you have something to say..."

"There's nothing to say..." Fan Qirong raised the pillow threateningly, and made a gesture to hit him: "I just want to ask you a word, can you get out?"

"Okay, okay, I'm going out, can't I go out?" Ren Hao said so, but his feet didn't move a bit, and he looked at Aunt Rong innocently, "Why don't you just take off your clothes, and you haven't broken the law, hurry up what."

Fan Qirong didn't give him a good look, and snorted: "Keep an inch! Once or twice is fine! And you bullied my aunt again and again? What? Is being an aunt really easy to bully?" Fan Qirong raised the pillow above her head, She walked towards him ready to go: "If you have the ability, touch your aunt again and see, I won't smash your little butt!"

Ren Hao rolled his eyes unconvinced, and quickly reached out to touch Fan Qirong's thigh.

"You! You must be mad at Auntie, aren't you?" The pillow in Fan Qirong's hand made a whistling sound, and it landed on Ren Hao's head, then she picked up the pillow and slammed it over again.

When Ren Hao saw Aunt Rong's fierce posture, he also froze: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll go out, I'll go out..." Ren Hao ran out of the bedroom as if he was fleeing, just as he was loosening his grip. When she got angry, Fan Qirong chased her out with her pillow, her high heels tapped on the tiles: "I'll beat you to death, you bastard! Let's see if you dare to bully my aunt! Let's see if you still dare to bully my aunt!" The soft pillow hit Ren Hao as if he didn't want money.

"Uh, didn't I come out, why are you still fighting?" Ren Hao covered his head and continued to back away.

After being chased and killed by Fan Qirong for nearly 10 minutes, Ren Hao was finally able to breathe.

"Huh..." Fan Qirong was panting, she seemed to be very tired, she glared at Ren Hao on the sofa, and sat down next to him, "In the future, don't be so big or small with my aunt, you know No?"

Ren Hao pursed his lips and muttered: "Stingy, can you blame me? If you weren't so attractive, I would..."

"Hooking people!?" Fan Qirong's eyes widened, and she lifted the pillow again: "Then what do you mean, are you still relying on Auntie?"

"That's not..." Ren Hao glanced at her bewilderedly, and said confidently: "You are beautiful and have a good figure. Since I was born, you have been swaying in front of my eyes, yes With my very unstable mind as a child, can I not think carefully?"

Fan Qirong was so angry that he coughed: "You! Are you reasonable?" With a flick of her hand, the pillow hit Ren Hao's leg.

Taking advantage of the situation, Ren Hao pulled Aunt Rong's wrist into his arms, and kissed her forehead lightly.

"You! Why are you here again!" Fan Qirong shook her shoulders from side to side and twisted: "It was agreed not to bully Auntie! Be obedient and let Auntie go!"

Ren Hao didn't speak, and kissed her face passionately, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and cheeks.

Fan Qirong saw that he was short of breath, as if he could no longer hear the sound from the outside world, she couldn't help sighing deeply, struggled for a while, then her whole body went limp, covering her chest with one hand and covering her lower body with the other, she turned her head and tried not to Let him kiss on his lips, other parts, he can do whatever he wants.

"...you will... bully my aunt...sooner or later...huh...sooner or later...my aunt will be killed by you...uh...you can't talk...don't...uh...don't kiss your mouth...ah ...you can't do it there...you can't touch it...don't make a fuss...uh...hao...don't make a fuss...you can't do it there...take out your hand...uuuu... kiss your lips... Is it okay to give you the mouth...don't touch it...uh...the buttons are going to be torn off..."

Ren Hao kissed her face, his hands had been inserted into Aunt Rong's shirt along the two buttons, rubbing for a while, his wrists were always stuck outside, very uncomfortable, Ren Hao followed with his other hand, not light or not He unbuttoned her shirt heavily. Although Aunt Rong stopped her, the first button was undone smoothly, but the second one took some effort. Ren Hao was a little impatient. torn apart.

"What are you doing! Don't do it! Auntie has to sew it up if it is torn!" Fan Qirong hurriedly grabbed his hand, and sighed bitterly: "Easy! Auntie can't take it off by herself! Get up! Auntie, do it yourself!" Feeling helpless, Fan Qirong could only undo the buttons of the shirt one by one. After she was done, she pulled the separated shirt to her chest to prevent the spring from leaking out, "Hao, close it!" Is the light okay?"

Ren Hao was very anxious, ignored her at all, and continued to touch her.

"...Don't make trouble...turn off the lights..."

Ren Hao smacked his mouth impatiently, turned sideways, hugged Aunt Rong and walked to her bedroom, knocking his heels back, the door blocked the light of the living room, and under the moonlight, Aunt Rong's anxious face was faintly blurred. visible.

"...don't do this first... Hao...sit down with Auntie and have a talk..." Fan Qirong was trembling as she spoke, and then, she felt her body lighten up. Boom, Fan Qirong was lightly thrown onto the bed by him, " ...don't...we can't...at most give you a kiss...oh...don't...don't take off your pants...you...what are you going to do...quickly don't...let me touch you Do...don't come really..."

Fan Qirong grabbed his hands indiscriminately, and after a while, her waist loosened, and her trousers were pulled up to her knees: "...it won't work there... Hao...you don't hold back... Auntie is angry... tsk... ...Don't make trouble...Can you have a good talk with Auntie...Don't...Alas...Do you think it's okay...Aunt...Auntie...Give it to you with your hands...Oops...Don't take it off... ...It really can't be done...that's a crime...how can you let my aunt see her elder brother and sister in the future...Hao...don't make it difficult for my aunt, can you..."

Seeing Aunt Rong stepping back to the bottom line step by step, Ren Hao didn't speak, started to take off his clothes, threw them on the wooden floor casually, and threw himself at Aunt Rong with his whole body naked. Just show it.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.

Fan Qirong was at a loss, put her hand into his hair and sighed heavily: "... I knew this... Auntie was not so kind to you when I was young... Sigh... Hao... in a few days... no... tomorrow... Can I do it again tomorrow... Auntie's place hurts a bit... I can't do it today..."

Ren Hao also grabbed Fan Qirong's hair and kissed the corner of her mouth: "It won't hurt in a while."

Fan Qirong hung his head angrily: "You, why are you so disobedient! Auntie is going to be so mad at you! Can't you wait a day?"

"I don't think I can wait a second longer."

"Tsk... really can't... Hao... don't..." Fan Qirong held her legs tightly together, not letting him split them: "... well... then at least... at least put on that... this is my aunt's last The bottom line... can no longer retreat..."

Ren Hao pretended to be stupid and stunned: "What are you wearing?"

"What do you think!" Fan Qirong clasped her hands underneath, not letting go: "It will definitely not work without that! How are you tomorrow? Be good! Wait another day!"

"Aunt Rong, do you want to kill me?"

"It's you who want to kill me!" Panting Fan Qirong: "It's not safe without that, otherwise, you can go out and buy, there is a 24-hour shop outside the community."

Seeing that he was still swinging her beautiful legs vigorously, Fan Qirong bit his chest angrily: "...there is plastic wrap in the refrigerator! Go! Take it out!"

Chapter 211 Correct Usage of Plastic Wrap

"Plastic wrap?" Ren Hao stared at Fan Qirong in the darkness dumbfounded, and reached out to rub her chest, "How does that thing work, Aunt Rong, stop making trouble, lie down, split your legs, be good... …" When doing it with Gu Yueyan, Ren Hao took the initiative to wear it once, but it felt a little uncomfortable, so he didn't use it again.

Fan Qirong was slightly angry when she heard the words, and immediately curled her body into a ball, hugged her knees with her hands and nestled there: "Auntie will be pissed off by you sooner or later! I will be pissed off by you sooner or later! Hmph! Go out without that! Auntie is going to sleep !" Fan Qirong felt somewhat aggrieved, and she took one step back, from kissing to touching, and finally agreed to give him that. Who would have thought that this brat is not satisfied, and even wants to attack his only bottom line. .

While wiping his sweat, Ren Hao blinked and asked, "Why do you have to wear a condom?"

"What do you think!" Fan Qirong bit her lower lip lightly with her upper teeth: "If she is pregnant with your child! Auntie really won't have to live!"

Ren Hao sighed depressedly, got out of bed, bent over and fumbled for his clothes on the floor, finally found where the pants were, and held them in his hands.

Seeing that he was about to leave so happily, Fan Qirong was stunned. The look of sighing made her feel soft, she took her hands away from her lower body, and looked sideways at Ren Hao: "Why don't you wait, aunt Isn’t it okay to go to the adult health care outside the community to buy it?” Seeing Ren Hao’s silence, Fan Qirong’s brows revealed a slightly resentful color: “Auntie and the book read about using plastic wrap, and Auntie made it for you. Bar?"

"I didn't say I was leaving..." Ren Hao took out his wallet from his trousers pocket, took out a square red Durex from the interlayer, dropped his pants, tore open a hole in Durex with a swipe, and slowly climbed onto the bed , looked at Fan Qirong amusedly: "Uh, how to use plastic wrap? What kind of books do you usually read? Aunt Rong, your perfect image in my heart has collapsed now."

Fan Qirong's blood surged up, her face was ashamed and angry: "You heartless brat! Auntie, auntie is not for you!" Fan Qirong turned her head in aggrieved manner, and covered her lower body again in anger: "Auntie is a slut Come on! Your family is pure in late autumn! You go find her!" There was a sour smell in the words.

"Don't, don't, I'm joking..." Ren Hao leaned over with a smile, but his hands were not idle, and he put Durex on strangely, "If you are not pure, there will be no purity in the world." Well, Xiao Rongrong, be good, lie down, take your hands away, split your legs, be good..."

Fan Qirong got goosebumps from being called "Little Rongrong", glared at him with a flushed face, and was about to pinch him, but as soon as his hand left, Ren Hao immediately leaned forward, ah, Fan Qirong's mouth The words on the side were immediately replaced by a long moan.

A room of spring.

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