Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"No la!"

"I just think Aunt Mei looks particularly beautiful in stockings, and I'm simply appreciating her." Lin Lang hurriedly explained. He didn't want to be considered a pervert by Guan Tingmei.

"Then why did you say you wanted to touch my stockings?" Guan Tingmei asked.

Lin Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "This is not a joke, and besides, which man doesn't like beautiful women wearing stockings? This is normal!"

After hearing this, Guan Tingmei's blush faded a little. She rolled her eyes at Lin Lang and said, "Even if it's a joke, you can't say it so casually. If others hear it, they will think you have some bad intentions towards your mother's best friend."

"I know, Aunt Mei, I will be more careful in the future." Lin Lang said with a smile, "But Aunt Mei looks charming and beautiful in stockings, I am telling the truth! What's wrong with telling the truth?"

Guan Tingmei bit her red lips and smiled charmingly, "It's really embarrassing to be praised by the younger generation for wearing stockings and looking charming and beautiful!"

Lin Lang looked at Guan Tingmei's beautiful legs in stockings and said in a rolling voice, "Aunt Mei's legs are long and straight, and she is a little plump and a little voluptuous. She is really the best in the world!"

Guan Tingmei was delighted by Lin Lang's praise, but she replied somewhat embarrassedly: "Xiao Lang, you are getting more and more outrageous. Stop staring at my mother's best friend's thighs!"

Lin Lang laughed and said, "It's not a crime to take a look, so what are you afraid of?"

"It's not a crime to take a look, but don't you think it's a bit rude to keep staring at your mother's best friend's silk legs?"

Lin Lang half-jokingly replied: "I am superficial, Aunt Mei. Next time I will look at it secretly instead of staring at it directly."

"Hate!"

"You can't even peek secretly!"

"I am your aunt. If you peek at my legs, I will go to your mother's grave and complain to you."

"Aunt Mei, you're so funny. I can peek without you noticing. I'll just peek at your stockings a few times. Is that okay?"

Guan Tingmei replied somewhat embarrassedly: "Xiao Lang, you are becoming more and more frivolous. I will go to the kitchen to cook the remaining two dishes. You little brat can watch TV in the living room first."

"Okay Aunt Mei, do you need me to help you in the kitchen?"

"No need, I can do it myself. You sit down for a while, and dinner will be served soon." Guan Tingmei twisted her waist and hips, and walked towards the kitchen in a charming manner.

Lin Lang looked at Guan Tingmei's graceful and plump back and felt a little overwhelmed. He swallowed his saliva and felt a little itchy in his heart.

"Ah..." Suddenly a scream was heard from the kitchen.

Lin Lang's heart tightened and he rushed to the kitchen, "What's wrong, Aunt Mei?"

Guan Tingmei was so scared that she threw herself into Lin Lang's arms, pointing with horror at a leafy vegetable in the basin, where a large green worm was crawling and wriggling.

"Eh... I'm most afraid of these wriggling bugs!"

Lin Lang gently stroked Guan Tingmei's beautiful back, breathed in the intoxicating scent of her perfume, and felt the warmth of Guan Tingmei's body.

"It's okay, Aunt Mei. There are bugs crawling on the vegetables, which proves that you bought organic vegetables without pesticides."

Guan Tingmei hugged Lin Lang tenderly and said in a trembling voice: "Eh... I was so scared that I got goose bumps all over my body."

Lin Lang smiled and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Aunt Mei, I'll take care of it." As he said that, he reached out, pinched the bug, and threw it into the trash can.

Guan Tingmei then breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, "Thank you, Xiaolang." There was a hint of dependence in her eyes.

Lin Lang took the opportunity to tease: "Aunt Mei, is it really okay for you to keep hugging me so intimately?"

Guan Tingmei's face flushed all of a sudden. She gently pushed Lin Lang and said angrily, "I just hugged you instinctively after seeing the bug. Xiaolang, don't think too much."

Guan Tingmei denied it with her mouth, but her body was honest. She looked at Lin Lang with a somewhat dazed look.

Lin Lang's heart moved, and he took the opportunity to hug Guan Tingmei tighter, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Aunt Mei, you smell so good! Let me smell it."

Lin Lang was beside Guan Tingmei's ear, greedily breathing in the charming scent of her perfume.

Guan Tingmei's body trembled slightly. She raised her head and looked into Lin Lang's eyes, which were full of complicated emotions. She bit her lip and said slowly: "Xiao Lang, stop making trouble. I..."

"you……"

"Go sit on the sofa in the living room for a while. Don't make trouble in the kitchen and disturb other people's cooking!" Guan Tingmei, with a blushing face and a beating heart, pushed Lin Lang out of the kitchen in a hard-to-get manner.

"Hehe..." Lin Lang left the kitchen with a wicked smile, seeming to be enjoying the extreme tug of war between him and Guan Tingmei.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Guan Tingmei's back

After all, it’s only one night!

Both of them had a tacit understanding and let the ambiguous bullet fly for a while.

After Lin Lang left the kitchen, Guan Tingmei's heart was pounding. Her face flushed as she thought, "I'm such a jerk! I'm actually seducing my deceased best friend's son. Is this really okay?"

"Oh my God!"

"I can't seem to control myself!"

"Xiao Lang is so handsome! He has a great body too! I..."

"Uh... I have to respect myself! Don't let your imagination run wild, otherwise how can I be worthy of Xiaolang's dead mother?"

Guan Tingmei sorted out her messy thoughts and continued to wash vegetables and cook.

While Guan Tingmei was cutting vegetables, the braised pork on the gas stove was already cooked. She opened the lid of the pot and smelled it, "Wow~ It smells so good! Xiaolang must like it very much."

In another stew pot on the gas stove, the sweet and sour crucian carp being cooked seemed to have almost finished its stewing time.

Guan Tingmei sprinkled some chopped green onions, coriander and chili peppers on the sweet and sour crucian carp, which immediately made the sweet and sour crucian carp more flavorful and fragrant, and it smelled delicious!

After leaving the kitchen, Lin Lang strolled around Guan Tingmei's house.

I saw that Guan Tingmei's house was 120 square meters. There was nothing wrong with the president of Yangshizi Publishing House living in a big house, right?

Guan Tingmei's house is very clean, probably because it is cleaned regularly by a housekeeper.

There is an entire wall of bookshelves in the living room, which is filled with books published by Yangshizi Publishing House.

These books cover a wide range of literary genres and themes, from classic novels to modern poetry, from philosophical works to historical biographies.

Many of them are representative works of famous writers, such as Mo Yan, Yu Hua, Su Tong, etc.

These books not only demonstrate Guan Tingmei's love and pursuit of literature and art, but also add a strong cultural atmosphere to her home.

Every book on the bookshelf seems to be telling a story, attracting people to explore the mysteries contained therein.

With a little curiosity and anticipation, Lin Lang slowly stepped into Guan Tingmei's mysterious boudoir.

What catches your eye is an extremely simple decoration style. Without too many complicated decorations, it gives people a feeling of freshness and comfort.

The main color tone in the room is light white, and the walls and furniture present simple and bright lines, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The most eye-catching thing is the snow-white bed sheet. Spread on the bed, it looks like a blooming white lotus, exuding a faint fragrance, which makes people want to find out more.

When Lin Lang's eyes fell on the soft big bed, an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart.

Lin Lang just fantasized about the scene of hugging Guan Tingmei and lying on her bed, and he felt a sense of excitement as if the taboo was fully stretched.

What made Lin Lang feel very gratified was that there was a photo of her mother and her best friend Guan Tingmei in the picture frame on the furniture in Guan Tingmei's bedroom.

Lin Lang was moved by the scene and couldn't help but pick up the photo album and put it on the table. Looking at the photos of his deceased mother, he felt an unconcealable sadness in his heart.

After his thoughts drifted away for a short while, Lin Lang put the photo frame stand on the furniture, as if he didn't want his mother's photo to see him and Guan Tingmei rolling on the same bed.

Lin Lang took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in his heart. He found that Guan Tingmei's "lace bra" was drying on the balcony of the bedroom. It was red and looked very tempting.

"Yoshi..." A sly smile spread across Lin Lang's face.

At this moment, Lin Lang was thinking, Aunt Mei knew that she invited me to her house for dinner tonight, but she still hung her "lace bra" on the balcony of the bedroom. Did she forget to put it away?

Or was it intentional?

Before Lin Lang could think too much, he heard Guan Tingmei appear at the bedroom door and jokingly said, "You little pervert, what are you sneaking into my bedroom to peek at?"

Lin Lang turned around and saw Guan Tingmei coming over with a blushing face. She quickly put away the "lace bra" that was drying on the balcony, then squinted her eyes and smiled awkwardly: "What do you want to do by sneaking into my bedroom without my permission?"

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "I'm just visiting Aunt Mei's bedroom, I don't have any bad intentions!"

Guan Tingmei pushed Lin Lang out coquettishly, "You little rascal, who knows if you have any bad intentions? Dinner is already served, come out and eat!"

Lin Lang sniffed and laughed, "Wow~ I can smell the aroma of food coming over here. I'm so hungry!"

Lin Lang followed Guan Tingmei to the living room. Looking at the sumptuous meal on the table, his stomach began to growl.

Lin Lang couldn't wait to sit down and prepare to feast.

"Wait, go wash your hands first!" Guan Tingmei said with a smile.

Lin Lang had no choice but to do as he was told. After quickly washing his hands, he sat down at the table again.

"Wow, the dishes cooked by Aunt Mei look so delicious!" Lin Lang said as he picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

It tasted delicious and melted in the mouth. Lin Lang couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Guan Tingmei looked at Lin Lang wolfing down his food, her eyes full of tenderness. She gently patted Lin Lang's shoulder and said softly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Lin Lang smiled and nodded, picked up a piece of braised pork and started eating. "I haven't eaten Aunt Mei's cooking for many years. It's so fragrant and delicious!"

Guan Tingmei's nose was sore after hearing this. While pouring white wine for Lin Lang, she said distressedly: "Xiao Lang, you are a miserable child. Your parents died early. Aunt Mei will love you from now on. Whatever delicious food you want to eat, Aunt Mei will make it for you."

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and smirked: "Aunt Mei, I want to eat your big white steamed buns!"