CHAPTER 237: CHAPTER 237: HOME TUTOR

After speaking, Su Ming walked to the door, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

Sikong Chen heard this, and immediately felt as if he had punched cotton, the red anger on his face growing more intense.

He then stormed off upstairs in a huff.

On the third floor, there was a room which was Feng Shu’s personal study.

She was sitting on a chair in front of the desk, her beautiful eyes glinted with coldness, resembling a noble lady of a grand mansion, exuding an aura of majesty and nobility.

She said coldly, "Dressing like that to tutor Chen, do you have other intentions in your mind?"

The woman’s name was Zhou Zixuan, and upon hearing this, she bowed her head, feeling slightly trembling in her heart.

Because the aura from Feng Shu was overwhelmingly strong, more oppressive than even some tall and robust men.

Just by sitting there quietly and casting her gaze, she could make someone feel as if they had fallen into an icy cellar, sending a chill through their entire body.

"I only dressed like this because other home tutors do, but I didn’t think you’d be so upset, Aunt Shu. I’ll change this outfit tomorrow."

Zhou Zixuan said in a low voice, her head bowed.

"If I catch you with other intentions next time, I won’t be lenient with you."

After saying that, Aunt Shu walked out of the room.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Zixuan immediately patted her full and firm chest with her jade-like hand.

Feeling the oppressive mountain-like pressure dissipate, she let out a sigh of relief.

"So, how’s the environment here, pretty good, right?"

At this moment, Feng Shu’s graceful figure appeared behind Su Ming.

She then spoke softly, a gentle smile appearing on her charming face.

At this moment, Su Ming took the cigarette out of his mouth, smiled faintly, and said:

"Very nice, Aunt Shu, you really are quite a spender, having such a large piece of land with only this one luxurious villa."

Aunt Shu saw and told Su Ming not to worry about her feelings and that he could continue smoking without concern.

Then she extended a fair and delicate hand in front of Su Ming, speaking lightly:

"Give me one too, I left mine in the room."

Su Ming found that Aunt Shu had already leaned close to him, and he immediately caught a faint fragrance.

His gaze easily saw the deep, snowy cleavage emerging from Aunt Shu’s open collar, along with her delicate, fair collarbones.

After only a moment of distraction, Su Ming felt a stirring below.

He then handed Aunt Shu a cigarette and helped light it up for her.

Seeing Aunt Shu took a drag, her rosy lips exhaled a circle of smoke.

Under the hazy smoke, her exquisite, stunning face seemed even more alluring and charming.

"Haven’t seen a woman smoke before? Why are you staring at me all the time?"

Feng Shu saw Su Ming staring fixedly at her, a blush appeared on her cheeky face as she playfully said.

Su Ming was shocked to hear this gentle tone from a woman who usually had a queen-like authority.

"Aunt Shu, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Su Ming spoke seriously at this moment.

"The truth, of course, the truth!"

Feng Shu immediately replied after hearing him.

"The truth is that you’re too beautiful, so I can’t help but stare at you. After all, any man would be attracted to your elegant demeanor and stunning looks."

Su Ming said flatly, his face calm, eyes carrying a sincere expression.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Shu rolled her beautiful eyes at Su Ming, the crimson on her exquisite, beautiful face deepening.

After all, every woman longs for a man’s praise, especially when it’s from such a handsome, tall, and charismatic young man like Su Ming.

Even a woman who always appeared authoritative like a queen couldn’t resist.

"And what about the lie?" Aunt Shu quickly changed the subject to cover her inner turmoil.

"The lie would be, I think your complexion seems a bit off today, probably due to exhaustion, and I wanted to give you a massage, which should be beneficial to your health."

Su Ming spoke calmly and evenly.

Aunt Shu questioned in confusion, "Really?"

She suddenly recalled the last time Su Ming gave her a massage when this little rascal in front of her even touched her private parts.

Thinking about it now, her face still felt slightly hot, and a sense of shyness quickly spread inside her.

Then she cast a stern look, the queen-like majestic aura instantly emanating again, looking at Su Ming, she spoke:

"You’re not trying to take advantage of me, are you? No wonder you said that was a lie."

"Actually, both are true. Aunt Shu, you may not know, the toxins accumulated from fatigue, if not cleared timely, will make the skin lose its firmness and luster over time."

Seeing the utterly sincere expression in Su Ming’s eyes, Feng Shu’s doubts instantly dissipated.

She covered her pretty face with her jade hand, hurriedly speaking:

"In that case, Su Ming, quickly give me a massage."

Although Feng Shu usually appeared authoritative like a queen, she was still a woman.

And a more mature, older beauty, naturally more concerned with her appearance and skin.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming nodded seriously and then went to a bedroom with Aunt Shu.

As soon as Su Ming entered this bedroom, he immediately caught the same faint, captivating fragrance.

This scent was identical to the one on Aunt Shu, so this must be her bedroom.

Aunt Shu, at this time, was wearing a loose silk nightgown, perfectly displaying her slender and alluring figure.

Having experienced the massage before, she immediately lay down on the soft bed.

"Su Ming, should we start with the legs as last time, or somewhere else?"

As she said this, Aunt Shu’s pretty face suddenly showed a trace of coldness, adding:

"Let me tell you first, you’re not allowed to touch any strange parts, or I won’t spare you."

After this sentence, Aunt Shu’s perfectly beautiful face became flush again, like a ripe peach, looking very tempting.

"We’ll start with the thighs, since the blood flow is most vigorous there, and the veins are most active."