Chapter 122: A Small Gift

Just as the two island-nation kunoichi were engaged in a lascivious practice of seductive arts, the scene was one of utter depravity.

Back at home, Zeng Xiaofan had just finished a meal. He retrieved an exquisite bag from his car and handed it to Bai Qingyao, who was busy washing dishes.

"Auntie Yao, this is for you," Zeng Xiaofan said with a faint smile.

Bai Qingyao, wearing an apron that highlighted the alluring curve of her hips, turned around gracefully. "What is it?"

"Nothing much, just a little gift I picked up for you in town today."

"I have to head out for a bit. Why don't you try it on? If it fits, would you mind modeling it for me later?"

Bai Qingyao shook the water from her hands and took the bag, a faint blush appearing on her face as she looked pleased. "That's so kind of you... bringing me a gift from the city. Is it a dress?"

"Mhm, it should fit you perfectly."

Zeng Xiaofan looked at Bai Qingyao’s statuesque figure and felt a bit uncertain; after all, some of Auntie Yao’s proportions were truly devilish.

Bai Qingyao smiled happily, opened the bag with eager anticipation, and pulled out the garment.

But the moment the item was fully unfolded, her look of excitement instantly froze.

A second later, a flush of crimson spread all the way to her collarbone.

"Ah!"

"What... what kind of outfit is this?"

"This is absolutely perverted!"

It turned out that what Bai Qingyao had pulled from the bag was a tiny red belly-binder, accompanied by a pair of matching red string panties. The design was so scandalously revealing that she felt mortified just looking at it, let alone wearing it.

"Er!" Zeng Xiaofan let out a muffled sound, his own face reddening. "No... how... how did it turn out to be this?"

"Auntie, if I told you I had no idea it was this kind of outfit, would you believe me?"

"Believe you? Like hell I would!"

"You little brat, you’re nothing but trouble!"

Bai Qingyao, overcome with shame, threw the belly-binder and the tiny panties at Zeng Xiaofan’s face. Stamping her foot, she scolded, "You wear it if you want!"

"I am definitely not wearing something as perverted as this!"

"Hmph!"

Zeng Xiaofan caught the items, his throat feeling dry as he couldn't help but imagine how incendiary this set would look on Auntie Yao.

"Sigh, what a disaster... It’s all that saleswoman’s fault."

"I wondered why she was acting so mysterious, telling me not to look at the clothes until I got home..."

"So this is what it was... Seriously... do young people these days really play like this?"

Zeng Xiaofan suddenly had a mental image of the saleswoman wearing this set while selling cars. He found it inexplicably funny.

"Laughing! You’re still laughing!"

"How dare you laugh? Forget the saleswoman; it’s clearly just that you’re the pervert here!"

"Trying to trick me into wearing this... you can forget about it!"

"I’m never wearing something like this, it’s too shameful! It’s mortifying!"

As Bai Qingyao turned to leave, Zeng Xiaofan quickly grabbed her hand. "Wait! Auntie, let me explain!"

"I really didn't know this was in the bag..."

"Although I am a bit of a lecher... and I would love to see you wear it... that wasn't my original intention."

"I only asked that saleswoman at the dealership for a set of professional work clothes!"

"I thought that with your figure, you would look absolutely stunning in a professional pencil skirt with black stockings and high heels."

"I never expected that saleswoman to add extras without my knowledge, gifting me a uniform set alongside this strange thing..."

"I didn't even check on the way back... believe me, if I had checked, I..."

"I still would have brought it to you... hehehe." Zeng Xiaofan chuckled mischievously.

"Pah!" Bai Qingyao bit her lip and slapped Zeng Xiaofan’s chest.

"Get lost!"

"You brat! You’re getting more and more wicked!"

"I don't care, in any case, I am absolutely not wearing such bizarre clothes!"

As Bai Qingyao moved to leave again, Zeng Xiaofan quickly added with a smile, "Auntie, there was another set, the other one is quite normal..."

"Just try it on, I think you’ll look impossibly beautiful in it!"

Zeng Xiaofan pulled the professional uniform out of the bag. Bai Qingyao glanced at it, her expression softening slightly.

"This... this set also looks quite racy..."

"Pfft!" Zeng Xiaofan chuckled. "Auntie, what are you saying?"

"This is the dealership’s uniform, professional attire. They wear this every day."

"Professional attire can be racy too... this pencil skirt is so short and tight, it looks so revealing at a glance..."

"Pfft... Auntie, you’re different. You have such elegance."

"On others, it might look racy, but on you, it looks beautiful. At most, it would be called charming and sexy, definitely not racy," Zeng Xiaofan said with a smirk.

Bai Qingyao couldn't help but laugh. "You certainly have a smooth tongue."

"Do you really want to see it that much?"

"I do! I really, really, super-duper want to!"

"Tch."

"Fine, fine... I’ll think about it after I take a bath later."

Bai Qingyao rolled her eyes, feigning reluctance, though her hands instinctively took the uniform. Clearly, what she said and what she felt were two different things.

Zeng Xiaofan was overjoyed. "Auntie, you’re the best!"

As he reached out to touch her hips, Bai Qingyao slapped his hand away. "Get away! Have some manners..."

Zeng Xiaofan scratched his head and gave a goofy grin. Suddenly remembering something, he frowned slightly.

"By the way, Auntie, I have to head out again. I’ll come back later to see your 'uniform temptation' then."

"Temptation your head! Get lost already!"

"Hehehe..." Zeng Xiaofan laughed wickedly as he walked out and headed straight for Lin Yuru’s house.

"Auntie Yuru!"

"Little Auntie!"

"It’s me, Xiaofan! Are you home?"

Zeng Xiaofan shouted at the gate. However, before Lin Yuru could respond from inside, a man’s gloomy voice sounded from the side.

"Calling her 'Aunt' is fine, why the 'Little Auntie'?"

"What are you looking for her for?" Xie Jian asked with a dark face.

The moment Zeng Xiaofan saw Xie Jian, he recalled the day at the fruit shed when he saw Lin Yuru’s body, only for things to be cut short before he could even take his pants off...

At the thought, he couldn't help but smile. "Oh, it’s Uncle Xie Jian..."

"Auntie Yuru asked me to come over, I’m not sure what it’s about yet..."

"She’s not that old, just in her thirties or forties. Calling her 'Aunt' feels a bit like I'm aging her..."

"So I thought I’d call her 'Little Auntie'..."

No sooner had Zeng Xiaofan finished speaking than a spirited female voice rang out.

"Xiaofan is right! I like it when you call me Little Auntie!"

Lin Yuru stepped out wearing a thin, floral-patterned top, her voluptuous figure swaying with every step.

"I asked Xiaofan to come over for a matter, what does it have to do with you?"

"Is it any of your business?"

With a disdainful glance at Xie Jian, Lin Yuru pulled Zeng Xiaofan into the yard and slammed the gate shut.