novelones Chapter 206 Kitchen Charm
Chapter 206 Kitchen Charm
Ning Xiuyang changed into slippers and walked into the living room.
The house was spotless, and a faint fragrance filled the air. Compared to when he last came, it had a warmer, more homely atmosphere.
On the sofa in the living room, there were several cute cushions, and on the coffee table was a bouquet of fresh lilies, clearly arranged with care.
"Yang Shen, please make yourself at home. I'll go... I'll go check the fire in the kitchen."
Tong Anjin felt unsure of what to do with her hands and feet. After uttering a single sentence, she blushed deeply, unable to contain herself, and fled into the kitchen as if escaping.
Ning Xiuyang watched her slender yet flustered back, a playful smile curving his lips.
Instead of sitting down in the living room, he wandered around the house casually.
The doors to the master bedroom and the second bedroom were closed, but traces of the mother and daughter's life could still be seen from some details.
Freshly washed clothes were drying on the balcony, some of which were girly and must have belonged to her daughter, Zheng Tongtong.
The whole house exudes a clean, warm, and elegant atmosphere.
It's clear that Tong Anjin is a woman who knows how to enjoy life.
Ning Xiuyang strolled around for a while, and finally walked to the kitchen door.
The kitchen was open-plan, and Tong Anjin was standing in front of the stove, cooking, with her back to him, wearing a pink apron.
That beige knitted maxi dress perfectly accentuated her mature and voluptuous figure.
Especially her pert and plump buttocks, which formed a breathtaking curve under the skirt, swayed slightly with her cooking movements, exuding endless allure.
The pot sizzled, and the aroma of cooking oil and vegetables mingled together, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
Ning Xiuyang remained silent, simply leaning against the doorframe, admiring the captivating scene of "a beauty cooking" before him.
Perhaps sensing the gaze behind her, Tong Anjin's movements stiffened slightly.
She didn't need to turn around to know who it was.
That gaze was aggressive, as if it could penetrate her clothes and make her feel hot all over.
"Mr. Ning...please go sit in the living room for a while. Dinner will be ready soon." She didn't dare turn around, her voice trembling slightly.
However, Ning Xiuyang did not leave.
He slowly walked into the kitchen and, from behind, gently yet irresistibly embraced her.
"Hmm!"
Tong Anjin's body stiffened instantly, and the spatula in her hand fell onto the stove with a "clatter".
The man's chest, broad and warm, pressed tightly against her back.
His clean, masculine scent, mixed with a faint hint of tobacco, instantly enveloped her.
At that moment, her heart seemed to stop beating.
My mind went completely blank.
"Don't move."
Ning Xiuyang's lips gently touched her earlobe, his warm breath spraying onto her neck, giving her goosebumps.
His hands were around her waist.
scare!
Tong Anjin trembled all over, as if she had been electrocuted.
She instinctively tried to struggle.
But Ning Xiuyang's arms were like iron clamps, firmly holding her in his embrace.
"Mr. Ning...please...please don't do this..."
Her voice, trembling with sobs, was filled with girlish shyness and helplessness.
"The kitchen...smells strongly of cooking oil..."
This was the only lame excuse she could come up with.
Ning Xiuyang chuckled softly upon hearing this.
His laughter, husky and sexy, sent a shiver down her spine.
He buried his face in her hair, took a deep breath, and then whispered in her ear, "Even the smell of cooking oil can't mask the charm you possess, Aunt Tong."
These words struck Tong Anjin like an electric current.
She felt her legs go weak and could only stand by leaning against Ning Xiuyang's chest.
She knew that what was destined to happen would eventually happen.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, giving up all resistance.
The air in the kitchen seemed to freeze completely at that moment.
All that remained was the lingering warmth of the sizzling pot and the increasingly rapid heartbeats of the two people.
Tong Anjin's body gradually softened from its initial stiffness.
She could feel the strong, powerful heartbeat of the man behind her, and the irresistible masculine hormones emanating from him.
Her reason told her that this was wrong, that it was too fast.
But her body responded honestly.
A long-lost, unfamiliar feeling rose from deep within my lower abdomen and quickly spread to my limbs and bones.
She hadn't had such intimate contact with a man in almost twenty years.
After her husband passed away early, she raised her daughter alone. The burden of life left her with no time to think about matters of love and intimacy.
She thought she would live out her life alone.
But Yang Shen barged into her life without warning, and now he even appeared behind her, like a stone thrown into a stagnant pond, stirring up ripples on her already frozen heart.
He spent lavishly on her, stood up for her, and solved her housing problems...
Everything he did was like a heavy hammer, constantly pounding against the barriers in her heart.
At this moment, his gentle yet domineering embrace, and his fatally seductive words, finally shattered her last line of defense.
Being conquered by a man like that... might not be a bad thing.
Tong Anjin said this to herself in her heart.
Ning Xiuyang sensed the changes in the woman's body in his arms.
His smile deepened.
He knew the time was right.
But he did not rush to take the next step.
He enjoys the feeling of being in control, watching his prey fall into his trap step by step.
He slowly released one hand, turned off the stove, and then gently turned the woman in his arms around so that she was facing him.
Tong Anjin lowered her head, her cheeks flushed red, and she didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Her shy and demure demeanor, so ready to be taken, fueled the fire in Ning Xiuyang's heart even more.
"Tong Ma."
Ning Xiuyang stretched out his finger and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"I..." Tong Anjin's eyes darted around, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Ning Xiuyang looked at her watery, seemingly expressive eyes, and suddenly smiled slightly, his tone becoming exceptionally serious.
"Tong's mom, I won't force you."
"Huh?" Tong Anjin was stunned and looked at him with some confusion.
"To tell you the truth..."
Ning Xiuyang's gaze was frank and direct. "I gave you tips, helped you rent a place, and helped you solve your problems. It's true that I have feelings for you."
"However, this affection is not simply because I desire your body."
He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable confidence.