I’m Really a Superstar

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It's very late.

Every house outside has turned off its lights.

Zhang Ye was still surfing the Internet, but Rao Aimin went to the second-floor bedroom of the small duplex, pushed the door in, frowned, and started to pack the clothes on the bed. He hung up the clothes that could be hung and threw everything that couldn't be hung into the washing machine. Zhang Ye said in a bad temper: "You, what about you? Look at what time it is. Hurry up and get your things and go home. It's time for Chenchen to go to bed. Go back to where you came from!"

She wore a very homely sportswear. The clothes were rather old-fashioned and the colors were not that good. She probably got them dirty while cooking and working. But even so, she could not hide her firm and elastic skin, which was exposed in the clothes. The skin outside is extremely elastic. Moreover, Zhang Ye, who had seen Rao Aimin without clothes in the bathroom of Sister Rao's house a while ago, even knew that Rao Aimin even had abdominal muscles!

That figure! Simply!

How does he look like a man in his early thirties?

Zhang Ye glanced at her and said, "Okay, I've finished reading this."

This is news about the sales of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" on the first day. Although it did not mention the specific figures and the publisher did not announce it to the outside world, it came to a conclusion through data analysis of some major bookstores - that is, "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" 》The sales volume is very hot. Now, except for the volumes one and two of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" in several big bookstores, they are still in stock. Other bookstores with small stock volume are almost sold out!

This is the first day!

The first printing of "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" is 100,000 copies for one copy and 200,000 copies for two copies!

Is this half of the sales volume? In recent years, few books have been so popular that you can count them on the palm of your hand, let alone a less popular supernatural genre like "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp"!

After reading the news, Zhang Ye closed the web page.

At this time, Chenchen stomped upstairs with clumsy steps. As soon as she came to the bedroom and saw Zhang Ye, she got into bed wearing little pajamas.

"I'm leaving, little one." Zhang Ye said goodbye to her.

Chenchen looked at him and said, "Zhang Ye, tell me a story."

Rao Aimin packed up her clothes and said, "Your Uncle Zhang still has to go home and sleep!"

Chenchen didn't listen and looked at him with big silent eyes: "Zhang Ye,

You tell me stories, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep, and my aunt won’t tell me. "

Rao Aimin groaned: "You are so old and you still listen to stories!"

Chenchen stretched out his small hand to hold Zhang Ye's big hand, as if not letting him go.

Zhang Ye had no choice but to sit on the bed and ask the landlord's aunt for her opinion, "Then let me tell Chenchen?"

"Let's talk, let's take a shower." Rao Aimin ignored it and went into the bathroom and closed the door. Within a moment, the sound of running water came from inside. Maybe it was because she felt comfortable after washing, and there was also a sound coming from inside. The sound of Rao Aimin whistling.

The bathroom has frosted glass door.

You can't see inside, but you can clearly see a shadow moving.

"Zhang Ye!" Seeing that he was distracted, Chenchen called him displeased.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Ye looked back and asked, "Have you listened to my fairy tales? Which ones have you heard?"

"The school has talked about your "Little Rabbit" and "Snow White"." Chenchen closed his eyes and lay on the bed.

"Okay then, I'll give you a copy of "The Wizard of Oz." Zhang Ye started to talk, and after talking for a long time, he finally got tired and simply lay down on the outermost part of the bed, taking off his shoes and covering it up a little. Quilt, continue to tell Chenchen.

Unexpectedly, the little thing became more energetic the more he listened, his big eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sleepiness he felt just now disappeared without a trace.

The landlady had taken a shower and came out. She was not wearing any other clothes. She was just wrapped in a towel and had her hair tossed. When she saw Zhang Ye had not left, Rao Aimin looked at him and said, "Are you still talking?"

Zhang Ye smiled bitterly, "She won't sleep."

Chenchen insisted: "I still want to listen."

Zhang Ye said: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. My uncle will tell you tomorrow."

"No, I want to listen today." Chenchen said: "There are no classes on National Day, so I can sleep later."

Rao Aimin looks fierce and scolds everyone she catches every day. In fact, many people will find that she is a very attentive and soft-hearted elder sister. " He said harsh words, but then said: "Okay, okay, listen, listen." Then he said to Zhang Ye: "Xiao Zhang, I don't care about you anymore. I'm sleepy. Let's go to bed first."

"Uh, okay." Zhang Ye said.

Her thighs were so white that they were exposed.

Rao Aimin wrapped the towel tightly around her body, walked to the other end of the bed, got under the quilt, and turned her back to them, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb me."

Chenchen said like a little adult, "Go to sleep, cover yourself with quilt, good night, auntie."

There are three people sleeping on the bed at the moment. Fortunately, the landlady's house is bigger and the bed is bigger, so it doesn't feel crowded at all. Now Zhang Ye and Rao Aimin are sleeping on the left and right, with little Chenchen in the middle. This scene always feels like a family. He was so human, which made Zhang Ye feel a little warm in his heart.

"Zhang Ye." Chenchen whispered.

Zhang Ye then said: "Okay, let me continue talking about the rest."

From nine-thirty to ten o'clock, from ten o'clock to ten-thirty.

Finally, it was almost eleven o'clock. Rao Aimin turned over sleepily and said angrily: "Why are you still telling stories? It's almost time to sleep!"

Chenchen didn't respond and had already fallen asleep.

Only then did Zhang Ye notice that he was too sleepy to move. He simply took off his shirt and pants and fell asleep under the covers.

…

The next day.

The second day of National Day, early in the morning.

There are a lot of sparrows here, and they start chirping as soon as dawn comes.

Zhang Ye felt a little hot in his sleep, so he kicked the quilt away, then turned sideways to find the most comfortable position, and put his legs up. He had the habit of hugging the quilt while sleeping.

Um?

Why does it smell like a woman?

Or is it the unique body fragrance of a mature woman?

Zhang Ye woke up a little and seemed to realize that he didn't sleep with his own family yesterday, so he immediately opened his eyes and saw that he was sweating profusely!

Is this the landlady?

I'm sweating! Why did you hug her?

Zhang Ye was still wondering why his hands and legs felt so fleshy just now. It turned out that Xiao Chenchen had somehow wriggled to the end of the bed and was at Zhang Ye's feet. There was no gap between him and Rao Aimin. Zhang Ye might It was because I was not honest in my sleep, and ended up being posted on Sister Rao’s side!

Rao Aimin is still sleeping, but after turning over all night, the red towel wrapped around her body has been loosened, and most of her shoulders are exposed. The most critical area of ​​her thighs is only barely covered by the towel, and then the rest Her two strong long legs were exposed, and a hint of flesh-colored pure cotton underwear could be seen on the far right edge. Obviously, this was the kick Zhang Ye gave her just now. The quilts were also kicked away, and all three of them were sharing the same quilt. As a result, Sister Rao escaped!

But it’s more than that!

The amount of information on the screen at this time is too great!

Zhang Ye's legs were also placed on Rao Aimin's beautiful buttocks, and his knees were fixed there. As Sister Rao moved her body slightly with each breath and breath, Zhang Ye's knees also moved up and down slightly! The most noteworthy thing is Zhang Ye's hands. These unlucky hands happened to **** Rao Aimin's loosened towel and quilt just when he turned over. The position was near Zhang Ye's chest. He has never touched a lesbian before, so he is not sure what the feeling on his hand is now. He is not sure whether he touched the place he shouldn't touch!

Something is wrong!

Zhang Ye's sweat dripped down from his forehead. He didn't dare to stay longer, and he didn't dare to taste the soft touch at this moment. He hurriedly took out his hand.

But this time, Rao Aimin woke up!

It’s over!

Something bad happened!

Zhang Ye's face turned green. He remembered the glorious deeds of Rao Aimin who beat up the two young renters. Sister Rao was the top tyrant in the community. Who doesn't know her deeds? "A young woman challenged two prostitutes, and her face was bruised and bruised." This was even published in a small newspaper that was not very well-known at the time! Rao Aimin became famous in one battle, and her fighting ability was well known to everyone in the community, old and young.

At this moment, Zhang Ye thought of his motherland, his parents who were far away from home, and his long-lost children... Okay, that's just an artistic exaggeration.

Anyway, he was frightened!

Zhang Ye didn't dare to move at all, hoping for a miracle to happen, hoping that Rao Aimin would continue to sleep without noticing.

But Rao Aimin still woke up, and Zhang Ye was ready to be beaten, but... the development of the situation was not at all what he thought!

"Huh?" Rao Aimin exclaimed.

Zhang Ye didn't dare to express his anger, he put his hands on her chest and pressed his legs on her hips.

Rao Aimin smacked her lips, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Ye didn't know how to answer, so he remained silent.

"Don't touch blindly, go to bed quickly." Rao Aimin scolded.

Zhang Ye tensed up and prepared to bear the wrath of the landlady, but he didn't expect to hear such words at the end. What does this mean? Why didn't you beat me? So peaceful?

Rao Aimin turned over and turned her back to him. The towel on her body slipped even further, exposing her entire back, and she continued to sleep.

As soon as she turned over, Zhang Ye's hands slipped out of her body and fell on her small waist.

Zhang Ye's heart was pounding and he became more courageous. This time, he took the initiative to touch it and slid his palm a few times on the waist of the landlady!

Meaty!

What a nice touch!

Rao Aimin still didn't move, and said: "Sleep, don't make trouble, I'm sleepy."

Still not angry? Zhang Ye was excited in his heart. He plucked up the courage, knowing that this kind of opportunity would not come anytime. He slid his hand down and touched the landlady's thigh. He did not dare to move at first and observed Rao Aimin's reaction. When he saw that Rao Aimin didn't even say a word this time and just let it go, Zhang Ye moved his body further forward, pressed against Sister Rao, and then carefully took advantage of her!

What about below?

What’s next?

Zhang Ye didn't know, he had no experience in this area at all!

…

[Remarks on the launch]

It's on the shelves. This is the last public version. The next chapter will be released when it is released. It should be available soon.

What can I say? First of all, thank you all for your support. I know that most of the readers who can see this message now are my old readers. They came with me to Chuangshi Chinese website. You are so loved. You all were there when I needed you most. I really can't repay you for not abandoning me. I will thank you all in words.

There will be many big scenes and events in the future plots. What this opening chapter unfolds is just the tip of the iceberg. As you read on, you will find that this is not an entertainment article in the traditional sense. It is still my style. I won’t write any traditional or conventional novels. Old readers should know that I have written about pure porn, antiques, and officialdom. Now I just changed the main line. I am still me, and I can read whatever you want. have witnessed!

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