For some reason, as Zhang Yanfang was speaking, she suddenly tilted her head back slightly and let out a gasp!
And this gasp sounded a bit off!
See?
Xu Youyou on the other end of the phone immediately asked, "Mom, what's wrong? Why did you make that sound?"
Zhang Yanfang was so frustrated!
After glaring fiercely at Chen Xuan again, she quickly explained, "Youyou, Mom... Mom is fine. I just accidentally twisted my waist a moment ago, and it hurts a bit!"
Hearing this, Xu Youyou actually believed her.
So she asked concernedly, "Then are you okay? Is it serious? How about I come back and take you to the hospital to get it checked out?"
"Ah? No, no, no, no need. Mom is really fine. It was just a small twist. I don't want to trouble you guys."
How could Zhang Yanfang possibly want her daughter to come home right now?
So she hurriedly spoke up to stop her.
"Oh, okay, as long as you're fine. Then Mom, be careful. I—"
"Ah! Ya! No!"
Before Xu Youyou could finish, Zhang Yanfang, for some unknown reason, tilted her head back again and gasped repeatedly.
"Mom, Mom, what's wrong now? Did you twist your waist again?"
"Ah? Yes, yes, yes. Youyou, Mom just accidentally twisted her waist again."
As she spoke, Zhang Yanfang's eyes widened in anger, and she glared fiercely at Chen Xuan.
She even reached out and gave the soft flesh on Chen Xuan's waist a hard pinch.
Chen Xuan immediately hissed in pain.
Holy crap!
This little wench actually dared to pinch his waist?
It seems she's asking for a lesson!
With that thought, Chen Xuan raised his hand and delivered a sharp slap right onto Zhang Yanfang's rounded, beautiful buttocks.
Instantly, a crisp slapping sound rang out in the room.
Accompanied by a cry of pain from Zhang Yanfang.
With such a loud noise, Xu Youyou on the other end of the phone naturally heard it.
See?
Xu Youyou immediately asked with concern again, "Mom, what happened this time? Why was there a slapping sound?"
Hearing her daughter's somewhat speechless inquiry, Zhang Yanfang felt bitter in her heart!
Was she supposed to tell her daughter that her beautiful buttocks had just been slapped by that Little Scoundrel Chen Xuan, which was why there was a slapping sound?
There was no way Zhang Yanfang would ever say that.
So, after glaring at Chen Xuan once more, she could only make up an excuse:
"Youyou, Mom is fine. I was just slapping my own thigh!"
"Ah? Mom, why are you slapping your thigh?"
"Ahem, isn't Mom practicing yoga? My legs got a bit numb, so I'm slapping them. It helps with circulation so they won't be numb anymore."
Hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but burst into silent laughter.
Then, Chen Xuan raised his hand again and delivered another sharp slap to Zhang Yanfang's beautiful buttocks.
Immediately, another crisp slapping sound rang out in the room.
"Mom, even if you're slapping yourself, you don't have to do it so hard, right? Doesn't it hurt?"
Xu Youyou's curious and puzzled voice came through.
Hearing this, Zhang Yanfang was quite speechless.
Of course it hurts!
This Little Scoundrel Chen Xuan slapped so hard, showing no tenderness toward the fair sex at all, hmph!
But she couldn't say that to her daughter.
Zhang Yanfang immediately said, "Ahem, Youyou, it's fine. Mom is used to it. Although it hurts a bit, it's not a big deal."
"Youyou, do you have anything else? If not, let's leave it at that. Mom needs to go cook dinner."
Zhang Yanfang was desperate to hang up on Xu Youyou.
If this continued, who knew what other mischief Chen Xuan would pull on her?
If she couldn't hold back and made more of those bashful sounds, wouldn't the cat be out of the bag?
If she let her daughter know she was trysting with a young man at home, heavens, how would she ever face her daughter again?
"Mm-hmm, Mom, I'm fine. Just be careful yourself. Don't keep hurting yourself while doing yoga, okay?"
"Mm-hmm, okay, Youyou. Mom will be careful. That's all for now."
With that, before Xu Youyou could even speak, Zhang Yanfang impatiently pressed the end call button.
"Whew..."
After hanging up, the first thing Zhang Yanfang did was pat her full chest and let out a long sigh, looking like she was still shaken.
"Hehe, Darling Auntie, how was it? Fun?"
While keeping busy, Chen Xuan looked at Zhang Yanfang's slightly fearful expression and asked with a chuckle.
As he spoke, Chen Xuan picked up Zhang Yanfang again and walked back to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Zhang Yanfang immediately glared at Chen Xuan and said irritably, "Chen Xuan, you're such a Little Rascal. How can someone be as wicked as you?"
"Let me go quickly, I'm not playing with you anymore."
Seeing Zhang Yanfang's huffy expression, Chen Xuan realized she was truly a bit angry.
It made sense; a normally conservative Beautiful Young Married Woman like Zhang Yanfang would certainly feel fear and shame being held and teased like this while on the phone with her daughter.
But this was exactly the effect Chen Xuan wanted—to gradually break down this Beautiful Young Married Woman's sense of shame.
Now that she was angry, hehe, he just had to coax her.
Women need to be disciplined when necessary, but also coaxed when appropriate.
"Hehe, Darling Auntie, okay, don't be angry anymore. Since you don't like it, I won't do it next time."
"Come here, Darling Auntie, let's have a kiss!"
As he spoke, Chen Xuan moved his lips toward Zhang Yanfang's red lips.
"Hmph! You think there'll be a next time? Keep dreaming."
Zhang Yanfang turned her head away, pouting and speaking huffily.
This girlish, bashful, and petulant look momentarily mesmerized Chen Xuan.
Seeing that Chen Xuan hadn't spoken for a while, Zhang Yanfang stole a glance at him.
Then, seeing Chen Xuan staring at her so intently and obsessively, Zhang Yanfang's pretty face instantly flushed, and her heart began to thud.
"little scoundrel, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty before?"
"Haha, Auntie Darling, you're truly too beautiful. You always have me mesmerized. What should I do?"
"Pah! I don't know."
"You're just a Little Pervert, and a wicked one at that!"
Zhang Yanfang continued to speak with an angry huff.
Hearing this and seeing her reaction, Chen Xuan was suddenly elated.
Zhang Yanfang had already started flirting with him.
This was something that perhaps even Zhang Yanfang herself hadn't realized.
"Hehe, Darling Auntie, okay, I'm a Little Pervert, and I bullied you. But please stop being angry, okay? If a woman is always angry, she'll age quickly!"
"So, Darling Auntie, you wouldn't want to become old and ugly with a bunch of wrinkles on your face, would you?"
"Hmph! Little Pervert, you're the one who's old, you're the one who's ugly, and you're the one covered in wrinkles!"
Zhang Yanfang looked a bit apprehensive, then glared at Chen Xuan huffily.
She thought to herself, 'Hmph! This Little Scoundrel, doesn't he know that no woman likes being told she's getting old?'
Trying to comfort someone like that... how stupid!
"Hahaha, yes, yes, yes. I'm ugly, I'm old, and I'm covered in wrinkles. Darling Auntie, you're naturally exquisite, devastatingly beautiful, and forever young and lovely. I love Darling Auntie the most."
"So, Darling Auntie, come on, let's kiss again."
"Pah! Little Pervert, I don't want to kiss you."
Zhang Yanfang turned her head away with a look of disdain.
But when Chen Xuan wanted a kiss, how could she possibly escape?
See?
Very quickly, Zhang Yanfang's red lips were firmly kissed by Chen Xuan's hot ones.
After a couple of muffled whimpers, Zhang Yanfang settled down.
She began to kiss Chen Xuan passionately, their tongues intertwining.
At that moment, the squelching sounds of their saliva mingling echoed through the small bedroom once again.
Accompanied by Zhang Yanfang's increasingly breathless moans and the sound of rhythmic slapping!