Hao Lei was amused by his words and let out a light laugh: “Your auntie indeed isn’t quite used to this. After all, Haoran, you are the first man Youxi has brought for me to receive.”
“Don’t laugh, Haoran, but Auntie used to think Youxi would have me receive two or three men at once.”
Yang Haoran was taken aback: “Why?”
Seeing that Yang Haoran genuinely had no idea, Hao Lei explained to him: “Youxi has shown me quite a few AVs before, all of them involving multiple people.”
At this point, Hao Lei paused, then asked with a smile: “Haoran, you’re not going to tell Auntie you’ve never watched any, are you?”
Yang Haoran felt embarrassed and glanced at his girlfriend Ji Youxi, only to find her calmly watching their intimate interaction. Noticing his gaze, she gave a slight nod.
Yang Haoran understood that his girlfriend Ji Youxi wanted him to continue interacting with her mother, to get familiar with each other, and not to mind her presenceβshe wouldn’tδ»ζ these things.
Even though hitting on her mother right in front of Ji Youxi made Yang Haoran feel somewhat restrained, he also knew it was his girlfriend’sε₯½ζ, allowing him to become familiar with her mother.
Ji Youxi was there as a supervisorβnot to supervise him, but to ensure her mother was following her instructions.
Hao Lei clearly understood her daughter’s intention as well and was quite proactive, maintaining a smile throughout: “Speaking of which, Auntie should thank you.”
Yang Haoran also stopped holding back, wrapping his arm around Auntie Hao Lei’s waist instead. Looking at her, he asked curiously: “Why?”
“Youxi has trained me before.”
Hao Lei’s beautiful eyes held a trace of recollection as she said softly: “As you know, under Youxi’s training, I can hardly be considered a person anymoreβjust a breeding animal, and Auntie thinks of herself that way too.”
“Before, Youxi was worried that Auntie wouldn’t be able to control herself and do things outside of her control. She considered having me pretend to be a prostitute and solicit clients online to satisfy my needs.”
“Later, it was because Youxi met you that she abandoned this idea. Otherwise, Auntie would likely be already worn out and used up by now.”
Yang Haoran listened with understanding, then asked Hao Lei: “That must have been quite a while ago, right? Youxi and I have known each other for three or four years. How did you manage to hold back your needs for so long, Auntie?”
Hao Lei gave her daughter a resentful look. Ji Youxi’s expression remained unchanged, so she could only say sorrowfully: “Auntie could hold back, but Youxi didn’t trust me and used all kinds of toys⦔
Hao Lei didn’t continue, but Yang Haoran understood what she meant. No wonderβin those photos Ji Youxi had sent him, Auntie was locked on a hotel bed with shackles, both her holes filled with vibrating rods.
As for the uncle, Yang Haoran had long learned from Ji Youxi that the couple had already grown apart emotionally and were living separately.
Ji Youxi had lived with her mother before high school. At her father’s request, she moved to the city where he lived for high school. Originally, she was supposed to stay there after graduating, but she ended up returning due to having too many pursuers.
Suddenly, Yang Haoran’s expression stiffened. He realized something: if he calculated based on when he and Ji Youxi had met, that meant three or four years ago, Ji Youxi might have already seen him in real life.
He had sent Ji Youxi his address and photos, but even if she had saved them, after so long, she shouldn’t have recognized him so quickly when they met in person.
After all, photos from three or four years ago, taken during his teenage years, would show significant changes in facial features, and they were strangers to each other at the time.
Yet, during their first meeting, which left a deep impression on Yang Haoran, Ji Youxi had smiled at him from within a crowd. Clearly, she had already seen him before. (For details, refer to Chapter 24.)
Yang Haoran was instantly bewildered. He recalled how Ji Youxi had asked him more than once whether there was any realζζ between them. So, damn it, he was the only one kept in the dark.
Also, that abandoned factory in the wilderness where they trained Xiao Shaowanβeven some locals didn’t know about it, yet Ji Youxi was aware of it. How could an outsider have known?
These small details had never caught Yang Haoran’s attention before, but now, thinking back, “the devil is in the details.”
Well then, Youxi! You kept me in the dark and raised me like a pet, Yang Haoran grumbled inwardly, filled with resentment. Should he say he was too naive, or that Ji Youxi hid it too well?
At the very least, he felt that if he had seen Ji Youxi before, given her beauty, even one glance would have been enough to make him remember her forever, just like during their first meeting.
Noticing Yang Haoran spacing out and occasionally glancing at her daughter, Hao Lei asked, puzzled: “What’s wrong, Haoran?”
“Ohβ¦ it’s nothing, Auntie. How did you and Youxi develop this kind of special relationship?”
Yang Haoran snapped back to attention and asked Hao Lei out of curiosity. This was something Ji Youxi hadn’t told him about.
Unexpectedly, the question made Hao Lei blush. She glanced at her daughter, who was eating the fruit Yang Haoran had brought on the coffee table and not looking at her, then said in a low voice: “Youxi once walked in on Auntie masturbating in the bedroom. She said she would help meβ¦ Laterβ¦ laterβ¦ it gradually turned into this.”
Hao Lei spoke vaguely, clearly unwilling to divulge that shameful memory. Yang Haoran thought for a moment and didn’t press further. Feeling that they had talked enough by now, he reached his hand toward Auntie’s enormous, melon-sized breasts, cupping the bottom through her clothes, feeling their heavy weight.
Yang Haoran’s words also became more explicit: “Auntie, has Youxi told you what she wants you to be in the future?”
Hao Lei felt Yang Haoran’s hand slowly sliding into her open collar. Her face grew slightly warm, but she pretended to be calm as she said: “She has. Youxi wants Auntie to be a milk cow. Haoran, this is your idea, isn’t it?”
“Auntie, are you unwilling?”
Meeting Hao Lei’s somewhat resentful gaze, Yang Haoran nodded. His hand touched a round, slightly cool ring-like object, and he hooked his finger around it, giving it a slight tug.
Hao Lei felt a slight pain from the pull on her nipple, but after talking this far, and with her daughter still supervising, she didn’t dare complain. In a soft, gentle voice, she said: “No, no, it’s nothing. Auntie was already a sex slave. Being a milk cow will just mean troubling you to raise me in the future, Haoran.”
Hearing Auntie Hao Lei gradually lowering her stance, Yang Haoran knew the time was right. After their conversation, physical contact, and now breast fondling, both had somewhat adapted to the change in their relationship, and the initial sense of distance was gone.
Yang Haoran said with a smile: “Auntie, your breasts are the biggest I’ve ever seen, like footballs. You were born to be a milk cow. I’ll raise you well.”
As he spoke, Yang Haoran gave them a squeeze, his hand sinking into the softness. The snow-white, enormous breasts felt extremely supple, like water-filled balloons.
“Mmm, I’ll be in your care then, Haoran.”
Hao Lei responded with a blush, then got down from the couch and knelt before Yang Haoran in front of her daughter, ready to accept his lewd play.