Zhou Yun realized that something was wrong, and when she realized that the other party's gaze seemed to fall on her own chest, she blushed and hurriedly sat back in her seat.
Xiao Ran shouldn't have done it on purpose, right? It must be that he was overthinking it, Xiao Ran was still a child.
The blush on Zhou Yun's face deepened as she blamed herself for her suspicions.
Zhou Yun clears her throat and looks at Zhao Ran again, "Then let's taste how it tastes, shall we?"
"It should be good too." Zhao Ran stirred the white porridge with a spoon and said as such, his gaze still unobtrusively looking at Zhou Yun.
Always feeling that his words meant something, Zhou Yun couldn't help but be a little confused, so she had to repeat herself again, "Then drink it quickly."
Zhao Ran scooped up a mouthful of porridge and brought it to his mouth, Zhou Yun looked at him expectantly, "How is it?"
Zhao Ran lifted his head and swept another glance at her breasts, smiling before answering, "Delicious."
Zhou Yun notices Zhao Ran's gaze and her heart jumps, her ears are hot from his words and she meets his eyes, she is a bit nervous for no reason, so she can only bring it over with a smile, "If it's delicious, eat more."
......
After dinner, because the usual housekeeping aunts took a temporary vacation, the places that needed to be tidied up were not too many, so Zhou Yun took it upon herself to do it herself.
Zhao Ran was sitting on the sofa, looking at her with a good eye, his gaze always falling on her body.
At this moment, Zhou Yun is sitting on her knees, wiping the floor with a clean piece of cloth.
The woman is kneeling on the ground, her body is exploring forward, and her buttocks are facing Zhao Ran's direction, even the traces of her panties outlined through the material of her clothes are hidden, but she is completely unaware of this, and is only concentrating on the action of her hands.
Zhao Ran's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her body swaying back and forth, as if she was being manipulated from behind.
If he could taste the flavor inside like this, I wonder how good it would be?
At this moment, Zhou Yun straightened up and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, her face dense with a layer of scarlet.
Zhao Ran opened his mouth at the right time, "Little mom, hard work, want to drink some water?"
Seeing him so sweet, willing to be close to himself, Zhou Yun a burst of relief, busy turning his head, the next second, but it is a black eye, bumped into a wall of people.
Hot and hard.
Next to the clothes, Zhao Ran felt the friction feeling of her lips on his little brother there, accompanied by the other side of the spray out of the breath, Zhao Ran's lower body of the guy suddenly rose a few points, he opened his mouth: "Little mom, you ......"
Hearing Zhao Ran's voice was coming from the top of his head, Zhou Yun instantly reacted and hastily backed his head up, only to realize that what was in front of him was clearly Xiao Ran's legs, and the place he had just bumped into was exactly a certain part of the boy's body.
Looking at the shape protruding from there, in a moment of vacillation, Zhou Yun's cheeks burst red, "Xiao Ran, I, I didn't do it on purpose."
With that, Zhou Yun was ready to stand up.
But she obviously neglected the fact that she had just been kneeling all along, and as she stood up violently, her legs immediately protested, and her body fell to the side, and she cried out in shock.
Zhao Ran's hand quickly reached out and wrapped around her waist, holding her body steady and close to his own.
Zhao Ran's hand slid down a few points, just stopping at the woman's waist, which is Zhou Yun's most sensitive place.
The summer clothes were not thick, and Zhou Yun felt the boy's palm was very hot, stirring up a fluffy feeling downward.
Zhou Yun's body is sensitive, by Zhao Ran intentionally so touch, the bottom actually seeped out a trace of wetness.
Seeing her red lips slightly open, eyes confused, Zhao Ran's heart crossed a trace of pleasure, but still slowly asked: "Little mom, are you okay?"
