beautiful neighbor

There are too many questions

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Moreover, as soon as I lowered my head, I could see the exaggerated thing on the beautiful aunt's chest, which was white and big, and it was really hard to look away.

So, I walked from the living room to the bedroom, walking very slowly, which could be described as squirming.

If I hadn't been unable to hold her anymore, I might have been able to hold her for one night. Anyway, I'm not worried about her suddenly waking up. Even if she wakes up, she has no idea how long I held her. I could pretend I just picked her up.

I reluctantly put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Then I realized there seemed to be only so much I could do and there was no reason or excuse to stay here any longer.

When I walked to the door, I was surprised to find that the beautiful aunt hadn't taken off her high heels yet!

Oops, that won't work. Someone seems to have said that it is bad for a woman's health to wear shoes to sleep.

So I took off her high heels.

I had just put down Aunt Mei's feet and was about to leave when I suddenly heard what Aunt Mei was saying.

I walked over quickly and asked, "Aunt Mei, what did you say?"

Aunt Mei still spoke vaguely, but her brows were furrowed and she looked very uncomfortable.

"Aunt Mei, what's wrong with you?" I asked quickly.

"Hel me up..."

I finally heard her unclear words and quickly reached out to help her up.

It looked like she wanted to go to the bathroom.

But what I didn't expect was that when I helped her up, she suddenly started gagging. She seemed to be trying to restrain herself, but failed and vomited all over her body!

Suddenly, the room was filled with the smell of alcohol and strong vomit.

I... looked at her blankly, but I didn't expect that after she finished vomiting, she fell asleep again.

I usually hate this kind of vomiting. I feel sick when I smell this smell. I immediately felt my stomach churn. Then I rushed into the bathroom and vomited a lot before I stopped.

I quickly took off the stained clothes, threw them into the washing machine, took a shower, put on my pajamas, and then I felt better.

But then I thought about it. What should Aunt Mei do? At that moment, she was still lying in filth. We can't let her sleep like this until dawn.

So I stuffed my nose with cotton and walked into the "crime scene" again.

The beautiful aunt not only vomited on me, but also vomited all over me. Beds were not spared and were everywhere.

It looked like she couldn't sleep here any more tonight, so I decided to take her into my bedroom and sleep on the couch while I slept.

But before hugging her, there is still an important question that has not been resolved. That is, what to do with her clothes?

She vomited all over her clothes. Not only did it stain the sheets and quilts here, but most importantly, she couldn't sleep well with these things around.

Then I came up with an extremely bold idea to change clothes for my beautiful aunt!

As soon as this idea came up, a fierce ideological struggle began in my brain.

It felt like there were two villains fighting in my head. Firstly, how could a beautiful woman like Aunt Mei sleeps with such a dirty thing? Whatever the purpose, she had to change. The other one said, okay, okay.