Ning Xiaofan confessed his true feelings in front of Aunt Xiang, but he had no nerve to meet her eyes. Naturally, he didn't notice the chill in Aunt Xiang's eyes.
Ning Xiaofan sighed and continued: "To be honest, I don't know why I have this bad problem... I remember I had it when I was very young. I have been very distressed over the years, but
, I don’t know who to talk to? Sometimes, I have a bad habit, and I can’t sleep all night long..."
With this beginning, Ning Xiaofan seemed to have found someone to talk to. He started talking about it when he was a child, and when he first saw the bras that the aunt in the welfare home was drying in the hospital.
As he talked, his tone became lower, very decadent and depressed, and his eyes showed confusion and distress from time to time...
At first, when Ning Xiaofan was describing the process of his fetish, Aunt Xiang's eyes flashed coldly from time to time, but as she listened, her eyes gradually became softer.
From his low, depressed tone, she could feel his confusion, his hesitation, and his deep distress.
Later, Aunt Xiang was completely immersed in his story. In her mind, the scene of a skinny child stealing the bra of an aunt in the welfare home always appeared in her mind.
How old was he at that time? How old was he? What did such a young child know? How could he be obsessed with women's bras? Maybe he was obsessed not with bras, but with his mother's breasts...
After Ning Xiaofan finished speaking, although the long-hidden secret in his heart was released, he was still hesitant. He didn't know how to overcome the bad habits he had had since childhood.
"Aunt Xiang, am I bad? Am I the kind of pervert you said? I...I don't want to be like that, but sometimes I just can't control myself. What should I do? What should I do..."
Ning Xiaofan murmured, the secret that had been buried in his heart for many years was released, but it could not relieve the pain in his heart. There was already a faint mist in his eyes,
He wanted to cry happily, but he didn't want Aunt Xiang to see his weak and tearful side. He covered his face with his hands, trying to stop his tears, but the pain that had been suppressed in his heart for many years
Helplessness and pain, how can one resist out-of-control emotions?
His shoulders were shaking constantly, and the hand covering his face could no longer be removed.
He cried, and although he covered his face and made no sound, Aunt Xiang could feel that he was crying very sadly.
In Aunt Xiang's impression, although the young man in front of her looks very shy and polite, he has always been optimistic and gives people a very sunny feeling. But such a sunny and optimistic little man will be in
I cried so sadly in front of myself.
His silent crying was so painful and helpless. It made her heart tremble and at the same time, it also made her feel an inexplicable feeling of pity.
The poor child's nose felt sore for a while, and she sighed softly. She moved her delicate body slightly, stretched out her hands and put her arms around his shoulders, gently pulled him into her arms, and comforted her softly: "No, little one."
Fan, you are not a pervert. This is not your fault. Really, it is not your fault. If you want to cry, just cry..."
Listening to her gentle words and feeling her warm embrace, Ning Xiaofan seemed to have found a place to vent his emotions. The tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped. He buried his head in her arms and cried happily...
After a long time, Ning Xiaofan gradually stopped crying. After a hearty cry, the emotions that had been accumulated in his heart for too long were released, and his mood gradually calmed down.
His mouth and nose were buried in her pair of towering breasts, and a fragrant fragrance filled the space between his mouth and nose, but he did not feel any charm at all. On the contrary, the fragrant breast made him feel warm in his heart.
, indescribable comfort, indescribable peace, he really wanted to keep it like this until forever...
However, Ning Xiaofan soon felt that Aunt Xiang's warm arms were wet, sticky, filled with tears, and even snot.
Ning Xiaofan felt slightly embarrassed and reluctantly left her embrace. He raised his head and said with a shy face, "I'm sorry, Aunt Xiang, I... made your clothes wet..."
Aunt Xiang saw that the tears on his cheeks were still wet, with an embarrassed look on his face, and she said softly with pity in her eyes: "It doesn't matter, you feel better after crying for a while, right?
"Well, much better..."
Ning Xiaofan took a gentle breath and reached out to wipe the tears on his face with his sleeves. But as soon as he wiped it, he was held down by Aunt Xiang's jade hand.
"How dirty, I have a handkerchief here..."
Aunt Xiang snorted, turned around and took out a snow-white handkerchief from the jacket placed next to the inflatable pillow. She did not hand the handkerchief to Ning Xiaofan, but gently touched his face with the handkerchief.
Wipe gently.
Her movements were very gentle, and she smelled the fragrant fragrance emanating from the handkerchief. Ning Xiaofan felt warm in his heart and allowed her to gently wipe away his tears.
After wiping the tears on his face, Aunt Xiang took a closer look and smiled sweetly: "Okay, but my eyes are still a little swollen..."
"Thank you, Aunt Xiang." Ning Xiaofan thanked her sincerely.
Aunt Xiang smiled softly and said: "What's there to thank you for? We are a family. If you are so polite, it will be a stranger... However, you will live in Madam's house in the future, so... that problem really needs to be corrected."
Woolen cloth."
After hearing what he said, Aunt Xiang sympathized with him and expressed understanding, but as the housekeeper beside the madam, she had to remind him.
Ning Xiaofan's face turned red when she heard her mention her embarrassing private matter again: "Aunt Xiang, I will change it. Can you please keep it a secret for me?"
Ning Xiaofan said, his face turned a little red, his problem was really shameful.
Aunt Xiang thought for a while and nodded lightly: "I can keep it secret for you. In the future, I will try to remind the ladies not to hang their underwear outside. If you can't see it, you won't think about it..."
Ning Xiaofan couldn't help but sweat. If she went to remind her, wouldn't she let her godmother know in disguise? She couldn't help but murmured: "Aunt Xiang, you don't need to remind me, I... I will control myself."
"Can you control it? You told me so much before, didn't you mean that you can't control it when you see a woman's...underwear?" Aunt Xiang said, her face turning red.
"This..." Ning Xiaofan was at a loss for words. Faced with the temptation of women's personal belongings, he really couldn't guarantee that he could control it. He didn't want to deceive Aunt Xiang, so he didn't dare to blurt out his guarantee.
Seeing him like that, Aunt Xiang knew that he couldn't control himself, so she sighed softly: "This bad habit of yours is really giving people a headache. We have to think of a way to prevent you from making mistakes."
"What are you thinking of? By the way, Aunt Xiang, you once said you could help me overcome this problem. Do you have any good ideas?"
Ning Xiaofan looked at Aunt Xiang eagerly, and while he was full of expectation, he also felt a strange feeling in his heart. At such an old age, he never thought that he could discuss such unspeakable private matters with outsiders, not to mention,
Let's discuss it with a charming and familiar person of the opposite sex. In the past, this was something he would never dare to think about.
Ning Xiaofan was full of expectations, but Aunt Xiang was in trouble. What she said before about helping him overcome his bad habits was just a calculation. Her purpose was to know if he really had a fetish? Is he really a pervert?
If it was true, she wouldn't be polite, and maybe she would let this guy disappear, so as not to create another unstable factor in Madam's family.
It's just that Aunt Xiang had a good plan in mind, but after listening to what he said, she saw that he was so hesitant and distressed. In the end, this big boy was still crying so sadly. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a pervert, but more like a pervert.
A bitter child full of bitterness, in this way, not only did she no longer have any intention of scheming, but she actually felt a trace of sympathy and pity for him.
Fetishism is not a crime that leads to death. This little man has been an orphan since he was a child. He has a pure nature. His fetish is probably because he lost his mother when he was young. What's more, besides fetishizing, this little man doesn't have any other bad habits. In her heart, this
The little man can still be saved.
Now comes the problem. Aunt Xiang looked at Ning Xiaofan's eager eyes. She could feel that this little man really asked her to help him overcome this bad habit. The key was that she could not think of any way to come up with it.
As her mind raced, Aunt Xiang blinked and said, "I still can't think of any good solution for a while. You have to rely on yourself and your self-control ability for this."
When Ning Xiaofan heard this, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. As long as he could control it, he didn't need her to help him overcome it.
Seeing the disappointment on his face, Aunt Xiang also had a headache. She thought for a moment and said, "Xiaofan, let me ask you something. I saw many men with fetishes on the Internet who like to collect women's underwear. You
…Do you have any collection?”
"Uh, no." This topic was too embarrassing. Ning Xiaofan looked unnatural and his cheeks turned red.
Aunt Xiang saw that his face was flushed, and her own cheeks were also very hot. However, she could not avoid this matter, so she could only pretend to be nonchalant and said: "It's okay if it doesn't happen. Then your problem is not serious. In other words,
You just like to look at it, or... or hold it..." Aunt Xiang couldn't continue, and she couldn't say anything about "playing" with her underwear.
Aunt Xiang didn't say what she said next, but Ning Xiaofan knew what she meant. He was very embarrassed and said vaguely: "It's probably like this..."
"Then... why don't you just look at it and not take it?" Aunt Xiang blushed and continued to ask.
"Maybe... okay..." Ning Xiaofan replied, feeling so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"No maybe, you have to answer yes or no?"
"It works."
"It really works? Are you sure?"
"Well... it depends... if it was just left to dry outside, I would only dare to look at it from a distance. At most, when no one is around, I would get closer and take a closer look, but I wouldn't dare to take it."
As the two asked and answered, the embarrassment subsided and their mentality became more or less natural. However, both of them tried not to mention the embarrassing word "women's underwear".
