[R18] Slept with my best friend’s boyfriend [High H] – “Sleeping with my bestie and her boyfriend [High H]” is just like all men who can’t live without breasts. [English]

Su Xia also pursed her lips and smiled in response.

When she walked into the elevator, Haohao immediately rushed forward, hugged Su Xia’s legs, raised his little face and called: “Sister…”

Su Xia was wearing a coat, expecting that she would not be in the same dilemma as last night, so she hugged Haohao: “Haohao is so cute.”

As soon as the child was picked up, his face was pressed against her soft chest, with a look of intoxication on his face.

Su Xia: “…”

She seems to have done something wrong again.

“Sister, you smell so good.” The little girl’s big eyes were innocent and ignorant.

The fragrant sweat on Su Xia’s body has not yet dissipated, and the sealed elevator is filled with her fragrant body fragrance. Su Xia smiled awkwardly: “Really?”

“Yes.” The child stretched out his claws and pinched Su Xia’s breasts. “Sister’s breasts are really soft. Dad, they are really softer than mom’s. Dad, do you want to touch them?”

Su Xia: “…”

Sweat broke out on the tip of her nose, and she reached out to cover the other side of her chest. Her cheeks were red, and she looked for help at Zhong Hongxi, who had been silent.

How could such a well-educated couple teach such a pervert?

Zhong Hongxi had a half-smile on his face and reached out to take Haohao: “Sister’s breasts are for her boyfriend to touch. Haohao can’t touch them randomly.”

Su Xia felt that this was right, but not that right. It sounded strange.

Who knew that Haohao would not be happy when he heard this, crying and shouting: “Mom’s breasts can only be touched by dad, and sister’s breasts can only be touched by boyfriends, so Haohao has no breasts to touch…”

The tips of Su Xia’s ears were red as if they were about to bleed.

Zhong Hongxi apologized and explained to Su Xia: “He was weaned too late and is a bit difficult now.”

The child cried heartbrokenly. Su Xia had no choice but to stretch out her hand: “Forget it, just give him to me.”

Haohao stopped crying immediately and was hugged by Su Xia, burying his face into Su Xia’s chest.

Su Xia shrank her shoulders, with a bitter look on her face, and looked at Zhong Hongxi, “Mr. Zhong…”

The elevator stopped on the first floor. Zhong Hongxi raised his hand and pressed the button for the 28th floor again: “It’s not easy to be seen by others. Why don’t you go to my house and help me coax him?”

Before Su Xia had time to refuse, the elevator took the three of them up. Haohao made a milky sound and raised his face: “Sister, come play with me, mom is not here…”

“…Okay”, Su Xia touched he’s little face.

Alas, why worry about a child?

What’s wrong with him? It’s just that, like all men, he can’t live without women’s breasts.

Zhong Hongxi’s home has the same layout as Lin Yiran’s home, but because they are afraid of being bumped into by their children, they have less furniture and floor-to-ceiling windows, making the space appear large and open.

Zhong Hongxi found some slippers and asked Su Xia to put them on. He took off his coat and said to Su Xia, “Just hang your coat here.”

Su Xia had no choice but to take it off, and Zhong Hongxi took it casually: “You go to the living room first, and I’ll pour tea.”

Su Xia hugged Haohao and sat on the carpet. Small toys such as storybooks, puzzles, and building blocks were scattered on the carpet.

Haohao was lying next to Su Xia. Su Xia had never coaxed a child. She leaned on the sofa, hugged Haohao, and took a book casually, “Sister, can I read you a story?”

Haohao leaned in Su Xia’s arms. His sister was so fragrant and soft. He said with a faint voice, “Okay.”

Su Xia was concentrating on reading a picture storybook with Haohao, when a man suddenly sat down next to her. Zhong Hongxi put the tea cup on the coffee table aside, sat down next to Su Xia, and said with a smile: “He will listen to you.”

Su Xia’s cheeks turned red and she said softly, “Hmm”. The man was very close to her, and their bodies were pressed tightly against her.

Something seemed vaguely wrong. Su Xia lowered her head and her voice to coax the child was much softer.

But Haohao didn’t realize it. He stretched out an arm and hugged Su Xia naturally, which was equivalent to trapping She and Haohao.

Su Xia’s face was leaning on the man’s shoulder, and her forehead was pressed against the man’s chin. She’s heart was beating fast. When she saw the man’s fingers turning over a page of pictures, she said, “It’s time to read this page.”