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Qiu Xiaoming actually kissed her? And her husband, Chunye Zhao, was still in the living room outside the door?
Taking advantage of Ya Chui's momentary daze, Qiu Xiaoming pried open Ya Chui's teeth and began to entangle with her. At the same time, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, holding her tightly in his embrace, while continuing to knead her steamed bun with one hand.
"Well."
Ya Chui felt a tingling sensation throughout her body. She had forgotten how long it had been since she had been kissed or touched by a man. Qiu Xiaoming's sudden kiss instantly shattered her defenses, leaving her in a state of confusion.
What should I do? What should I do? Push him away? And yell and scream? Say that Qiu Xiaoming took advantage of her?
No, no, we absolutely can't do that! What if he really exposes his relationship with Sakura? Sakura's life will be ruined!
Ya Chui didn't know what to do, so she could only stand there dumbly in Qiu Xiaoming's arms, letting him savor her fragrance and let his big hands do whatever they wanted.
At this moment, Ya Chui's mind was in turmoil, and she had completely lost her composure. The shame in her heart was growing stronger and stronger. She couldn't believe that her husband and daughter were outside the door. She could even hear her husband's loud laughter, but she was in this room having an affair with another man!
If Sakura and her dad found out about all this...
Thinking of this, a strange excitement rose in Yabuki's heart, making her tremble, and an indescribable feeling grew from the bottom of her heart.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Ya Chui's beautiful eyes widened even more, because she suddenly noticed that Qiu Xiaoming was not only holding a steamed bun, but also had one hand in the Water Curtain Cave.
She was wearing a split-hem cheongsam, and Qiu Xiaoming's hand easily reached the Water Curtain Cave and gently stroked it without any obstruction.
"Ugh, Qiu Xiaoming, don't do anything rash, take your hands off me!" Ya Chui was terrified, her face pale, and she desperately patted Qiu Xiaoming's shoulder, trying to break free.
"Hehe, Aunt Yachui, I didn't expect the water to be so strong, it's already soaked." Qiu Xiaoming said with a wicked smile, "You're really perceptive."
Upon hearing this, Yabuki felt extremely ashamed and indignant. She had just watched Sakura eat a baguette for a while, and now she was secretly playing with Qiu Xiaoming in this room behind her husband's back. It was normal for her to be a little wet, but now that Qiu Xiaoming had discovered it, it was very embarrassing, and Yabuki felt ashamed to death.
"Qiu Xiaoming, please, let go quickly, otherwise..." Ya Chui's delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with mist, her pretty face flushed, and she pleaded in a low voice.
"Otherwise what?" Qiu Xiaoming raised an eyebrow.
"Otherwise I will...I will..."
"What will you do? Hmm?" Qiu Xiaoming leaned close to Ya Chui's ear again, breathing softly into her ear, and asked in a low voice.
Yabuki felt a tickle on her earlobe, which made her heart race and her whole body go limp. She didn't know what to do.
Shout "pervert!"? Bring in the people outside and see her being humiliated by Qiu Xiaoming? Then Qiu Xiaoming reveals his relationship with Xiaoying?
"Auntie Yachui, you haven't been happy in a long time, haven't you? Don't you want to?" Qiu Xiaoming whispered seductively in Yachui's ear, his cheek close to her neck.
These words were like a bomb, instantly exploding in Yabuki's heart, making her already turbulent heart even more restless.
Although she and Haruno Chizuru had been married for many years, as they grew older, they hadn't had a happy time for many years. Whenever the night was quiet, Meibuki would toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.
Hearing Qiu Xiaoming's suggestion, Ya Chui felt restless, as if an evil impulse was driving her.
"No, no, we can't do this." Although Ya Chui was refusing, her beautiful eyes were glazed over, her gaze fixed on Qiu Xiaoming, and her breathing became rapid.
"Why not? Didn't we just agree that you just need to listen to me obediently?" Qiu Xiaoming's eyes narrowed into slits as he whispered softly in Ya Chui's ear.
"I……"
"You don't want others to know about my relationship with Sister Xiaoying, do you?" Qiu Xiaoming pressed his advantage and threatened.
"I……"
Qiu Xiaoming's words seemed to strike Ya Chui's weak spot, causing her body to stiffen abruptly and fall silent.
No, no! We absolutely cannot let anyone else know about Xiaoying and Qiu Xiaoming, otherwise their reputations will be ruined!
Meibuki may have genuinely been thinking of Sakura's best interests, or she may have been making excuses for herself. In the end, she chose to compromise and collapsed into Qiu Xiaoming's arms.
"I... I can agree to that, but not here." This was Mei Chui's final bottom line. After all, this wasn't her home, and she could be discovered at any time. If Haruno Chizuru or anyone else broke in, her affair with Qiu Xiaoming would be exposed!
“Okay! I’m fine with anything.” Qiu Xiaoming nodded without hesitation. This place was indeed not a good place, and he wasn’t afraid that Ya Chui would go back on her word. Anyway, he could threaten her with his relationship with Xiao Ying at any time.
"Then, let go of me first, we should go out." Ya Chui pleaded softly, her pretty face flushed.
“We can stop playing for now, but I have to collect some interest, right?” Qiu Xiaoming didn’t immediately let go of Ya Chui. His eyes were fixed on her red lips as he said, “Aunt Ya Chui, have some baguette!”
"You..." Upon hearing this, Yabuki was filled with shame and anger. This bastard was simply going too far!
But she had no right to refuse. She knew that if she refused, Qiu Xiaoming would definitely force her to do something she didn't want to do, and then she would really be powerless to resist.
So, Yabuki closed her eyes, remained silent for a moment, then slowly squatted down and took out a baguette.
Sakura had just eaten this baguette, and now Yabuki wants to eat it too. Not only Yabuki has a strange feeling, but Qiu Xiaoming is also extremely excited.
Mebuki held the baguette in both hands, and only when she held it in her own hands did she truly feel its size and heat, and even the lingering fragrance of Sakura on it.
Do I really want to eat this? Sakura just ate some, am I going to eat it now too?
With her beautiful eyes gently closed and her red lips slightly parted, Yabuki put the baguette into her mouth and slowly savored the baguette that Sakura had just tasted.
Chapter 83 Are you satisfied now?
A powerful masculine aura made Yabuki dizzy. The thought that she had never even tasted Haruno's bread, yet she was eating someone else's, and a baguette that Sakura had just eaten, filled her with a strong sense of excitement.
Ya Chui opened her little mouth as wide as possible, trying her best to taste the baguette.
Her reason was slowly being consumed. She knew that if she wanted to end all of this as soon as possible, she had to serve Qiu Xiaoming well and get him to hand over the items quickly.
The baguette was simply too big for Ya Chui, stretching her entire little mouth open. Even when Ya Chui opened her mouth to its limit, she could barely hold the top of the baguette, but the whole baguette was still outside her mouth.
Yabuki's entire face was distorted from opening her mouth, a truly alluring sight. She opened her mouth wide and tightened her lips, savoring the moment with gusto.
"Auntie Meibuki! That's amazing!"
Hearing Qiu Xiaoming's praise, Ya Chui felt as if she had received great encouragement. With her neck and above as the main body of movement, she opened her mouth as wide as possible like a woodpecker and ate the baguette, her beautiful hair swaying along with it.
Ya Chui, seemingly oblivious to his image, savored the baguette with relish, clearly wanting Qiu Xiaoming to hand over the goods.
Therefore, Qiu Xiaoming had to adjust his breathing to avoid delivering the goods too quickly and to enjoy this rare service a little longer.
Ya Chui's beautiful eyes glanced at Qiu Xiaoming from time to time, as if surprised that Qiu Xiaoming was so capable. Her neck was slightly sweaty, and her ears were already flushed.
Qiu Xiaoming was unable to describe his feelings at this moment. He watched Ya Chui savor the baguette, her movements so alluring and full of charm.
"Stop looking, it's really too embarrassing," Yabuki pleaded shyly.
"It's okay. I want to see what kind of expression Aunt Yabuki is making." As he spoke, Qiu Xiaoming put a few more pieces of baguette into his mouth, right down to his throat.
Ya Chui rolled her eyes; the strong smell made her feel dizzy.
At this moment, Yabuki finally understood why Sakura had told Qiu Xiaoming not to hold back. It had been so long, and he still had no intention of handing over the syrup!
Suddenly, Yabuki thought to herself how comfortable it would be to experience it firsthand, but a sliver of reason held her back.
Outside the door, the sounds of her husband, Haruno Chizuru, and Sarada playing together could be heard from time to time. These sounds filled her with immense shame, but also a great deal of excitement.
The baguette kept hitting her throat, making Ya Chui feel a little choked, but she didn't ask Qiu Xiaoming to slow down. Maybe she wanted Qiu Xiaoming to deliver the goods quickly, or maybe she was enjoying it too.
Finally, Yabuki felt the baguette in her mouth pulsating, and her beautiful eyes lit up. "Great, he's about to deliver! But I can't let him deliver in my mouth, that would be so embarrassing."
However, the moment that thought crossed her mind, the scalding hot syrup had already flowed deep into her throat.
"Ugh." With a startled cry, Yabuki finally managed to lift her head with all her might, but the situation only got worse.
The baguette slipped from her mouth, but the spraying didn't stop; white syrup, like bullets, sprayed onto her pretty face, hair, and clothes.
"Glug~ glug~" When Yachui swallowed the mouthful of syrup, she found that it was not as disgusting as she had imagined. On the contrary, she even licked the remaining syrup off her lips with a lingering sense of satisfaction.
She looked at Qiu Xiaoming, a complex look flashing in her beautiful eyes. This was a service that even Chunye Zhao had never enjoyed, and now Qiu Xiaoming was experiencing it, and she didn't even feel any disgust.
"Are you satisfied now?" Yabuki stood up, straightened her cheongsam, and asked calmly.
"How could that be?" Qiu Xiaoming chuckled, stretching out his right arm to pull Ya Chui into his embrace.
"What else do you want to do?" Although there was still a trace of desire in her heart, Yabuki no longer dared to continue.
"Don't worry, not today. How about we find some time to have some fun?" Qiu Xiaoming said, stroking Ya's long hair.
"We'll talk about it later, I need to go wash up." Ya Chui pushed Qiu Xiaoming away and fled the warehouse as if she were escaping.
She needed to go to the bathroom to wipe the syrup off her clothes and hair so that other people wouldn't smell it later.
As Qiu Xiaoming watched Yabuki leave, a confident smile appeared on his lips. If he weren't at Mikoto's house, he was absolutely certain he could devour Yabuki.
He didn't expect happiness to come so quickly. He had just eaten Sakura last night, and today Yabuki came to him on his own initiative.
As Yachui looked at her flushed face in the bathroom mirror, she couldn't help but pat her cheek.
"Yabuki, Yabuki, what are you doing?" Yabuki splashed herself with cold water to calm her head down, cursing herself inwardly.
"I did all this for Sakura, all for her. This isn't betrayal, this isn't betrayal," Mei kept reassuring herself, trying to calm herself down.
"Phew~" Ya exhaled a long breath, checked herself again to make sure there was no syrup left, and then walked out of the bathroom.
"Meibuki, where have you been?" Haruno asked, puzzled, as Meibuki returned to the living room.
"I just checked the kitchen to see if there was anything I could help with," Meibuki said casually.
Anyway, Haruno Akira doesn't know what happened in the kitchen, and he won't kiss Mikoto to see if she was in the kitchen just now.
Haruno Chō said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions, continuing to play with Sarada.
A short while later, Qiu Xiaoming also came out. When he came out, apart from Yabuki paying attention to him, Sasuke and Haruno Zhao did not look at him.
"Brother Xiaoming, I want to ride a horse!" Sarada stood up and threw herself into Qiu Xiaoming's arms after seeing him sitting on the sofa, saying in a childish voice.
"Okay, okay! Let's ride horses!" Qiu Xiaoming didn't refuse and lay down on the ground so Sarada could ride on him.
"Yay! We're riding horses again!" Sarada exclaimed excitedly, kicking her little feet a few times, and Qiu Xiaoming swayed along in response.
"Alright, Nana, dinner's ready. Come down here." After playing for a short while, Xiaoying came out of the kitchen with the dishes. She saw her daughter riding on Qiu Xiaoming's back and said with a smile.
"Here I am!" Sarada obediently got off Qiu Xiaoming and hopped to sit down at the dining table.
As Yabuki looked at Sakura coming out of the kitchen, her expression became even more complicated. She really didn't know how to handle her relationship with Qiu Xiaoming.
Should I tell Qiu Xiaoming that as long as he stops touching Xiaoying, I can let him do as he pleases?
Or perhaps you could tell Xiaoying how despicable, shameless, and vile Qiu Xiaoming is? He even tries to take advantage of her, and then she should stay away from Qiu Xiaoming?
Yabuki shook her head, slowly sat down at the dining table, and sat with everyone around the table to prepare for the meal.
Chapter 84 Ino waits anxiously
"What is Qiu Xiaoming doing? Why hasn't he come over yet?"
After Ino finished showering, she came out of the bathroom and saw that Qiu Xiaoming hadn't come over yet, so she couldn't help but pout and mutter to herself.
Now, she was all ready. Zuo Jing wasn't home, and she had already taken a shower. All that was missing was Qiu Xiaoming coming over to share this feast of love with her, but unfortunately, he was late.
"Hmph! How dare he be so slow! I'll definitely not let him succeed so easily later. I'll have to hold him off for a while!" Ino muttered.
At this moment, Qiu Xiaoming knew that Jingye was waiting for him, and after finishing his meal, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he prepared to say goodbye.
"Xiaoming, wait a minute, I have something to talk to you about." Just as Qiu Xiaoming was about to leave, Sasuke said calmly.
Sakura, who was clearing the dishes, felt a jolt of fear in her heart when she heard Sasuke's words.
What's going on? What did Sasuke want to talk to Qiu Xiaoming about? Did he find out about my relationship with Qiu Xiaoming?
"What's wrong?" Mikoto asked, noticing that Sakura had slowed down her work of clearing the dishes.
"No, it's nothing." Sakura gently shook her head and continued tidying up the dishes, but she kept listening to Qiu Xiaoming and Sasuke's conversation in the entryway.
"Brother Sasuke, what's wrong?" Qiu Xiaoming was startled when he heard Sasuke's name, but he tried to remain calm and asked.
"Let's talk at the Hokage Building," Sasuke said calmly.
"Go to the Hokage Building?" Qiu Xiaoming and Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. It seemed that Sasuke hadn't discovered their relationship; otherwise, why would they go to the Hokage Building?
"Um, now?" Qiu Xiaoming asked.
He was in a hurry to go to the Ino family's house, but he didn't really want to go if he could.
"Okay!" Sasuke nodded gently and walked out of the house first.
"Uh..." Seeing Sasuke's appearance, Qiu Xiaoming had no choice but to follow him away.
There was no other way; if he didn't go now, Sasuke would probably secretly follow him to see what he was doing, and then his relationship with Ino would be discovered.
Sasuke didn't say a word the whole way, and Qiu Xiaoming followed behind him helplessly.
However, he still secretly sent Ino a text message, telling her to get ready and wait for him to come over.
"Hmph! He hasn't come for so long, and I have to keep him waiting." Jingye lay on the sofa, looking at the text message from Qiu Xiaoming, and muttered with dissatisfaction.
She had thought she could have a good time today, but now the morning has passed by, and she doesn't know when Qiu Xiaoming will come this afternoon.
"Xiaoming, how long are you going to make me wait..." Jingye touched the steamed bun with one hand and gently stroked the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave with the other, while imagining that all of this was Qiu Xiaoming's doing.
“Xiaoming…” Jingye’s beautiful eyes rippled with emotion as she softly called out Qiu Xiaoming’s name.
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