Chapter 886: Aunt Xue wants to be Pan Jinlian

A trace of panic flashed across Zhuang Jingxue's face, and she replied unnaturally: "No, I didn't think anything. I just feel a little ashamed to share such an unspeakable secret with a brat like you."

Lin Lang, who did not receive any system prompts, did not discover the secret that Zhuang Jingxue could not tell, which was that her husband Zhou Zhongdang was a big villain, and her daughter Zhou Mengyao was not a blood relationship, but was better than a biological child.

"Aunt Xue, we are all confessing now. Do you have any scandals that you are embarrassed to share with me?"

Zhuang Jingxue picked up the macaron cigarette box that Lin Lang had placed on the coffee table, took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, looking at Lin Lang with drunken eyes, her complex look filled with charming intoxication.

Lin Lang took out a Zippo lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for Zhuang Jingxue.

After Zhuang Jingxue took two puffs of her cigarette seductively, she parted her red lips and said shyly, "I was at Zhou's villa and secretly watched you swimming in the outdoor pool. I saw your good figure like a male model, especially when I saw your abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles, I...I blushed."

"Uh... Aunt Xue, how could you... how could you spy on me swimming in Zhou's swimming pool?"

Zhuang Jingxue quickly explained: "Actually, I didn't do it on purpose. I just accidentally discovered that there were two maids standing at the back window of the corridor on the second floor of the villa, peeking at you swimming in the outdoor swimming pool."

After hearing this, Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh and guessed, "Could it be that you scolded the two maids who peeped at me swimming and drove them downstairs, and then you stood at the back window and peeped at me swimming?"

Zhuang Jingxue replied shyly, "I really didn't peek on purpose. I just looked at her uncontrollably with a critical eye after I scolded the maid and she left."

"Haha, Aunt Xue, did you just glance at it for a few times, or did you peek at it for quite a while?"

"Actually, I didn't peek for too long. I had an urge to put on a bikini and go swimming with you, but I was afraid of being inappropriate, so I resisted the urge." Zhuang Jingxue passed the cigarette she had smoked to Lin Lang's mouth.

"Aunt Xue, you weren't having any fantasies about me at that time, were you?" Lin Lang took a puff of the cigarette and felt a little dizzy under the influence of alcohol.

Zhuang Jingxue denied it hypocritically: "No, I just admire your muscular body and your masculine charm. I just enjoyed it for the sake of my eyes."

"Auntie Xue, your face is red, you must be lying."

Zhuang Jingxue covered up and said, "My face is red because I'm drunk. Your face is also red, you little brat."

"Auntie Xue, I blush because I'm ashamed for you. I can't believe my ears when I hear your thoughts and actions. Are you really so hungry?"

Zhuang Jingxue subconsciously closed her legs and said shamefully, "There's a saying that goes, if you don't become bad through debauchery, you become perverted through repression."

"Alang, you are a typical scumbag who turns bad in debauchery. You treat picking up girls and playing with women as stamp collecting. You keep flirting with all kinds of women and can't stop at all."

"As for me, my mind has gradually become distorted due to the long-term suppression of abstinence. From time to time, some frivolous thoughts would pop up in my mind, but I dared not to implement them. On the surface, I looked dignified and elegant, but in fact, I could no longer pretend." Zhuang Jingxue bit her red lips with drunken eyes.

"Auntie Xue, you've been suppressing your emotions for years and have become a slut, but that has nothing to do with me. Why do you drag me down with you and describe me as a scumbag who turned bad because of his debauchery?"

"Alang, why do I feel such an indescribable pleasure when you say these words that belittle me? Do you understand this feeling of shame?"

Lin Lang was stunned after hearing what he heard, and he felt a little overwhelmed by Zhuang Jingxue.

"Uh... Aunt Xue, I feel like we've had enough fun tonight. We still have a bottle of red wine so we don't have to drink it. Let's go back to Zhou's house now."

Zhuang Jingxue, who was having a great time, picked up her glass and said drunkenly, "No, I'm just having fun. I can't go home now. Keep drinking with me. I still want to play Truth or Dare."

Lin Lang said with the last bit of rationality left: "Aunt Xue, it's easy to have sex easily after drinking. We can't continue drinking."

Zhuang Jingxue leaned towards Lin Lang and said nonchalantly: "I'm not afraid of you, so why should you be afraid? Come on, toast with me, or I'll be angry!"

Helplessly, Lin Lang had to pick up the wine glass, clinked glasses with Zhuang Jingxue, and then drank the red wine in the glass.

"Auntie Xue, after we finish this last bottle of red wine, we have to leave."

After taking a sip of red wine, Zhuang Jingxue shook the wine glass and said, "Humph, you little bastard, why are you in such a hurry to send me back to Zhou's house? Are you going to spend the night with another woman?"

Lin Lang replied with heavy eyelids: "No, I drank too much tonight. Now my head is dizzy. I just want to go back to Zhou's house and sleep early."

Zhuang Jingxue laughed drunkenly and joked: "From what you said, it seems that if you weren't drunk and dizzy, you would want to spend the night with another woman, right?"

Lin Lang flicked the ash from his cigarette and said with a wicked smile, "Anyway, I'm a normal man. I won't hold it in like you, Aunt Xue, and make yourself sick."

"Hey...you little brat are making fun of me again. Come and teach me. What can I do if I don't want to hold it in?" Zhuang Jingxue put down the red wine glass and looked at Lin Lang with seductive eyes.

Lin Lang subconsciously took two puffs of the cigarette, but because he was too nervous, he was choked by the smoke in his mouth and started coughing awkwardly.

Zhuang Jingxue's soft and boneless little hands patted Lin Lang's back, and she couldn't help but said with a smile: "You little fool, you can choke yourself by smoking?"

Lin Lang met Zhuang Jingxue's drunken gaze and said in a rolling voice, "Aunt Xue, you are the cutest woman I have ever seen after drinking, and you have the prettiest smile."

Zhuang Jingxue was very happy after hearing this, but she said self-deprecatingly, "Then I understand. You mean that I am the woman you have ever met who has the biggest contrast and the most coquettish look after drinking. Is that what you mean?"

"Well... yes and not entirely. Anyway, after you've drunk, you look very different from when you were wearing a white coat. Now you look like a natural beauty."

Zhuang Jingxue bit her red lips and slowly leaned closer to Lin Lang, as if she was going to kiss him actively, which made Lin Lang extremely nervous.

As a result, just when Lin Lang was finding it difficult to control himself, Zhuang Jingxue simply took the cigarette from Lin Lang's mouth, put it between her beautiful red lips and took a sip.

Because of the moral taboos, Lin Lang tried hard to control his impulse, swallowing his saliva as his heart beat faster.

Zhuang Jingxue blew the smoke from her mouth onto Lin Lang's face in an ambiguous way, and said with a charming and evil smile: "You little rascal, are you planning to do something bad to me?"

Lin Lang quickly denied it, "Playing is playing, joking is joking, but you are my master's widow after all, how dare I have any bad thoughts about you."

After hearing this, Zhuang Jingxue pouted unhappily and said with a resentful look, "Alang, are you pretending to be serious?"

Lin Lang avoided Zhuang Jingxue's gaze and said guiltily, "No! Although I am a playboy, I am a serious person, a very serious one."

"Bullshit, if you were as serious as you say, could you have slept with your mother's best friend?"

Lin Lang replied: "She invited me to her house for dinner and seduced me under the pretext of reminiscing about the past. We both drank a lot of wine during the dinner and we couldn't control ourselves and ended up rolling onto the same bed."

Zhuang Jingxue was very excited after hearing this and asked curiously, "She is already 35 years old and has no husband or children?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "She divorced because of infertility. I am a person with principles and bottom line. I will not touch a woman who is already in a relationship."

Hearing the words "infertility" seemed to prick Zhuang Jingxue's sensitive nerves, and she couldn't help but say sympathetically: "It seems that she is also a miserable woman. Only women with deep inferiority complex are prone to self-deprecation. It seems that only by putting themselves in a humble and lowly state can they feel safe."

Lin Lang laughed like a pervert and said, "Auntie Xue, you are more interesting when you are in a lowly state than when you are wearing a white coat and pretending to be serious. You don't even know how charming you are now."

"Oh? Then tell me, how am I so charming now?" Zhuang Jingxue held a cigarette between her fingers and looked at Lin Lang from a close distance with a charming look.

Lin Lang said with a tight throat: "I can't explain it clearly, but you look like a seductive vixen with your drunken eyes. You are frivolous but also a little bit falsely noble, and you still care about some shame in your debauchery, just like Pan Jinlian who was shy before having an affair."

"Uh... Ah Lang, you little bastard are worse than Ximen Qing. You actually compared me to the eternal whore Pan Jinlian. You made me feel so ashamed!"

"Hehe... Aunt Xue, if you had married Wu Dalang in ancient times, there would probably be no Pan Jinlian. Wu Song couldn't resist your seduction, and the story would have turned into you poisoning Wu Dalang to death, and then living happily with Wu Song without shame."

"Hate it, Alang, the more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. How can I be as slutty as Pan Jinlian?" Zhuang Jingxue felt that all the blood in her body was rushing to her face. The blushing and heart-pounding feeling of shame made her unable to stop.

Lin Lang showed his signature smirk on his face, "Auntie Xue, you look cuter when you blush and feel shy than a young girl in love."

"Alang, you are becoming less and less respectful to me. I regret confessing to you that I am a slut. You little rascal, do you like to be Ximen Qing?"

"Do you still prefer to be Wu Song?" Zhuang Jingxue charmingly put out the cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table and blew the smoke from her mouth ambiguously on Lin Lang's face.