Chapter 922: Aunt Xue is in love, Brother Lang is in turmoil

Zhuang Jingxue snuggled in Lin Lang's arms and sobbed, "It's nothing. I just suddenly wanted to cry on your shoulder for a while. Isn't that embarrassing?"

Lin Lang hugged Zhuang Jingxue tightly, patting her beautiful back again and again, and comforted her: "You have already knelt down to wash my feet, so why are you afraid of embarrassing yourself in front of me?"

"Hate it, Alang, you make me so embarrassed." Zhuang Jingxue rubbed against Lin Lang's arms, greedily wanting his warm embrace.

Lin Lang breathed in the charming scent of Zhuang Jingxue's perfume and said in a somewhat intoxicated tone, "Aunt Xue, are you setting up a trap to seduce me again today?"

Zhuang Jingxue buried her face in Lin Lang's chest and denied it embarrassedly: "No, I really have a stiff neck."

Lin Lang laughed softly: "Then why can't I see a single servant when I return to the Zhou residence? Didn't you deliberately give the servants a holiday so that there are only two of us left in the huge Zhou residence?"

Zhuang Jingxue lied, "Mengyao flew to the United States to participate in a car race. I am alone at home and don't need servants to serve me, so I sympathized with the servants and gave them a day off to rest."

Lin Lang did not expose Zhuang Jingxue. In dealing with people, seeing through things but not saying them out loud is the highest state of being a human being.

"Auntie Xue, does your neck still hurt?"

Zhuang Jingxue said coquettishly: "After your gentle massage, my neck doesn't hurt at all now, but I sprained my right foot when I was wearing high heels today. Now my hamstring hurts. What should I do?"

Even if there was no system reminder, Lin Lang was not stupid. He knew that Zhuang Jingxue deliberately wanted Lin Lang to massage her feet.

Lin Lang, who loves stockings, felt itchy when he saw Zhuang Jingxue wearing black lace garter stockings, so he said, "Okay, Aunt Xue, lie down and I'll give you a foot massage."

Zhuang Jingxue let go of Lin Lang and said with a smile in her tearful eyes, "Okay."

Lin Lang raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhuang Jingxue's eyes with his fingertips. He said distressedly, "Why do you always cry in front of me, you slut? I can't stand seeing women cry."

Zhuang Jingxue looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes and said in a coquettish voice: "Ah Lang, do you feel bad when I cry?"

Lin Lang pinched Zhuang Jingxue's cheek and teased her lovingly, "You slut know too much. Hurry up and lie down, or I won't massage your feet."

Zhuang Jingxue really wanted to kiss Lin Lang, but she suppressed her urge.

She leaned lazily against the head of the bed, her long legs crossed, black stockings wrapped around her slender calves, her faintly visible skin emitting a charming luster under the soft light.

Lin Lang sat on the edge of the bed with his head slightly lowered, staring intently at Zhuang Jingxue's feet, as if he was admiring a precious work of art.

Lin Lang liked her more and more the more he looked at her. He gently lifted one of Zhuang Jingxue's feet and placed it on his knee. He gently stroked the sole of her foot with his fingers, feeling her soft skin and delicate touch.

"Alang, I knelt down to give you a foot massage, you also have to kneel down under my skirt to give me a foot massage."

Lin Lang refused directly: "Don't push your luck, you slut! I kneel to heaven and earth above and my parents below. Apart from them, no one else in the world can make me bend my knees!"

Zhuang Jingxue tilted her head and said playfully, "But there is a saying that goes 'kneel before heaven, earth, the emperor, parents and teachers'. I am your teacher's wife, and it is not shameful for you to kneel before me."

"Bullshit, didn't you expel me from your sect at the Rouqing Nightclub a few days ago? Now I don't regard you as my master's wife anymore, I only regard you as a cheap slut."

Zhuang Jingxue smiled charmingly after hearing this, bit her red lips with a red face, raised her black silk-clad feet and tapped Lin Lang's nose with her big toe, then smiled coquettishly and said, "Do you like me being your slut?"

"You lowly bastard, you've almost taken my soul away." Lin Lang pretended to bite Zhuang Jingxue's toes, and she was so scared that she quickly smiled and retracted her foot.

"Alang, do my long white legs look good in black lace stockings?"

Lin Lang caressed Zhuang Jingxue's left foot absentmindedly, and said jokingly with a smile: "Auntie Xue, aren't you in pain after spraining your ankle? Why are you teasing me with your feet?"

Zhuang Jingxue said coquettishly, "I sprained my right foot, why are you massaging my left foot?"

"Uh... I got so excited that I massaged the wrong foot. Aunt Xue's big white legs in black stockings look so beautiful. I can't get enough of looking at them." While Lin Lang was speaking, he changed to massaging Zhuang Jingxue's left foot.

Seeing that Lin Lang was almost lost in her fascination, Zhuang Jingxue felt very happy and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Lang began to press the acupoints on the soles of Zhuang Jingxue's feet with appropriate force. His [Traditional Chinese Medicine Master] massage technique was skillful and professional. Each press was just right, making Zhuang Jingxue feel an indescribable comfort and relaxation.

"Ah...Alang, your massage makes me feel so comfortable!" Zhuang Jingxue let out a soft sigh, and her body gradually relaxed as she enjoyed the massage comfortably.

Lin Lang's eyes were always on Zhuang Jingxue's feet. He observed her reactions carefully and adjusted the strength and rhythm of the massage according to her expressions and subtle movements.

As time passed, a satisfied smile appeared on Zhuang Jingxue's face, her breathing became steady and slow, and she completely relaxed in front of Lin Lang.

"Alang, since when did you become interested in women wearing stockings?"

While pretending to massage Zhuang Jingxue's right foot, Lin Lang replied, "My mom has a close friend who loves to wear stockings. I call her Aunt Mei. When I was a kid, I thought Aunt Mei looked really good in stockings. When I grew up, I became obsessed with stockings."

Zhuang Jingxue covered her mouth and laughed, "Alang, this Aunt Mei you're talking about is the best friend of your mother that you slept with, right?"

"Yes." Lin Lang did not deny it.

Zhuang Jingxue placed her left foot on Lin Lang's thigh and said with a sly smile, "When you grow up and sleep with Aunt Mei, does that count as fulfilling your dream of Aunt Mei wearing stockings when you were young and ignorant?"

Lin Lang said with some aftertaste: "Aunt Xue, you don't know how excited I was when I hugged Aunt Mei into my arms and kissed her enough."

Zhuang Jingxue felt itchy after hearing this, and asked inquiringly, "Then tell me quickly, how did Aunt Mei seduce you?"

Lin Lang tickled the soles of Zhuang Jingxue's feet and said with a wicked smile, "Auntie Xue, why are you asking this?"

Zhuang Jingxue curled her toes and said coquettishly, "Oh, I want to know. Tell me how coquettish this Aunt Mei is. I want to learn from her."

Lin Lang teased: "Why don't you learn something good and seduce men like others."

Zhuang Jingxue raised her left leg again and rubbed Lin Lang's chest with her toes. She said with seductive eyes, "I'm not going out to seduce other men. Don't you also enjoy the feeling of being on the edge of ambiguity with me?"

"Auntie Xue, your feet smell so good! I love them so much!"

Zhuang Jingxue teased Lin Lang and smiled: "I like it. Then tell me quickly how you and this Aunt Mei rolled into the same bed."

Lin Lang said leisurely, as if telling a story: "A while ago at Han Zaiyin's solo exhibition, I ran into Aunt Xue, whom I hadn't seen for four years."

"I thought it was just a reunion with my mom's bestie, but when I went to Aunt Mei's house for dinner, I saw that Aunt Mei was wearing a tight skirt that was a little mom's style that night, showing off her curves. Her proud figure was about to burst out, and her amazing waist-to-hip ratio and perfect S curve made me confused."

Zhuang Jingxue's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she asked excitedly, "Tell me, what's next?"

While massaging Zhuang Jingxue's feet, Lin Lang continued, "Aunt Mei noticed that the way I looked at her was not right, so she asked me if I had fantasized about her during puberty?"

"I told her the truth, yes. And it was the first time in my life that I thought women looked good in stockings because Aunt Mei liked to wear black stockings. I also told her that I had always wanted to touch her stockings, but I didn't dare."

Zhuang Jingxue became more and more excited as she listened, and couldn't wait to continue asking, "What happened next?"

Lin Lang chuckled and said, "Later, Aunt Mei teased me, wondering if I had any bad intentions towards her, my mother's best friend."

"I praise Aunt Mei's legs for being long and straight, plus she's a little plump and a little voluptuous, she's simply the best in the world!"

"Aunt Mei was overjoyed after hearing this, and was so excited by my arousal that she was shaking all over. But she said that I was getting more and more outrageous and that I was not allowed to stare at my mother's best friend's thighs."

"Not only did I not stop my lustful eyes, but I stared at Aunt Mei's silk legs unscrupulously, which made Aunt Mei blush, and she looked at me in a more charming way."

Zhuang Jingxue was fascinated by what she heard, and felt that it was much more realistic and interesting than the erotic novels she had secretly read. She asked with a burning sensation, "What's next?"

While Lin Lang was recalling the ambiguous past with Guan Tingmei, he said, "Then Aunt Mei asked me to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV for a while. She twisted her waist with every step and went to the kitchen to cook for me in a very charming way."

"Seeing Aunt Mei's graceful and plump back, I was somewhat overwhelmed. I swallowed my saliva and felt a little itchy inside."

"As a result, just after Aunt Mei was busy in the kitchen for a while, she heard a scream. I rushed into the kitchen to check, but Aunt Mei was frightened by a big green insect crawling on the leaves of the vegetables and jumped into my arms."

"Aunt Mei's soft and gentle body, nestled in my arms, made me as excited as if I were injected with chicken blood." As Lin Lang recalled the story, an unforgettable and intoxicated expression appeared on his face.

When Zhuang Jingxue heard this, she was also excited as if she had been injected with stimulants. She blushed and asked with a pounding heart: "What happened next? Did you guys just start kissing and then have sex?"