Under the dim twilight, an elderly couple, hunched over, knocked on the door of their niece whom they hadn't contacted in a long time.
"Old man, do you think she'll agree? After all, we haven't been in touch for so long..."
"Don't worry, with her personality, she definitely won't refuse our proposal."
After the elderly couple pressed the doorbell of the house in front of them, the two old people whispered to each other.
After another minute or two, the tightly shut door in front of the old people suddenly opened a crack, as if the owner of the house had seen clearly who was outside.
The next moment, the door opened completely.
A woman in a blue tight-fitting long dress, house clothes, appeared before the two old people.
"Oh my! Uncle, Aunt?! Why are you here? Couldn't you have told me first? I haven't prepared anything at home..."
A gentle and charming voice sounded, with a hint of surprise and apology in her tone.
This made a small figure hiding behind the steps very curious; he had also come with the two old people.
"Something urgent came up. Actually, we're here to ask you for a favor..."
The elderly man tilted his head slightly and glanced at the steps behind him, then said in a low, somewhat apologetic voice.
"A favor?"
Listening to the old man's words, the charming and beautiful woman in house clothes showed a look of confusion.
"It's like this..."
Perhaps because time was a bit tight, the old man spoke very quickly, but the meaning conveyed was very clear.
While listening to the old man's words, the incredibly charming and beautiful woman also saw through the gap between the old people a small figure, dressed very warmly, standing obediently behind them, leaning against the steps.
However, because the small figure was wearing a hooded jacket, the incredibly charming woman couldn't see his face clearly for a moment...
A few minutes passed, and the old man finished speaking, then looked hopefully at his niece whom he hadn't seen in years... hoping she could help.
"Since things are like this, how could I possibly refuse Uncle and Aunt? I'll take care of this child..."
The incredibly charming and beautiful woman said gently, then looked with her uncle and aunt at the hidden figure behind them.
"Xiao Han, come over and meet your Aunt Mira... From now on, you'll be living here. We two old folks really can't take care of you anymore..."
The kind-faced old woman softly called the little boy's name, signaling him to come forward.
The little boy obediently walked forward, and it was then that the charming woman standing at the doorway finally saw what kind of child her uncle and aunt had brought.
A head of soft, fluffy white hair was pressed down by the black hood, beneath which were a pair of lively eyes. His features were incredibly cute, coupled with his delicate, rosy skin and light pink, lustrous lips...
If her uncle and aunt hadn't told her beforehand that they were bringing a boy, she would have thought at first glance that it was a well-behaved, adorable little girl~
"This child... is truly adorable..."
Tsubaki hara Mira's eyes sparkled as she looked at the little boy standing beside her aunt and praised him.
"Yes, Xiao Han has always been like this... When he was little..."
"Alright, why say so much? It's almost time, the car back to the countryside is about to leave."
The old woman originally wanted to chat more with Tsubaki hara Mira about the little boy, but she was directly interrupted by her husband.
Perhaps because there was indeed an urgent matter, the old couple continued to talk and explain to Tsubaki hara Mira... while the adorable little boy, like a carved jade figurine, looked with shining eyes at the woman with long orange hair and a charming back.
"Tsubaki hara Mira?!... Did I transmigrate into a hentai world?"
Watching the charming woman leave with the old couple who had raised him for several years, his voice, soft and sweet, mumbled softly.
A cute little face showed some surprise and strangeness... but his eyes clearly held a hint of excitement and pleasant surprise.
Simply because his name was Nangong Han... he was a transmigrator. He was originally a young man preparing for the college entrance exam on Earth, but he had wanted to relax before the exam to relieve stress...
Unexpectedly, on his way to a massage parlor, he was violently run over by a dump truck.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already been brought back to their home in the small rural town by the old couple.
But now, he had to look forward. Since he had come here, he might as well live well.
After all, when he first arrived here, the two old people had already talked a lot with Nangong Han, so he now just silently wished the two old people a good life in the countryside.
As time passed little by little, Nangong Han continued to stand in front of the door, watching Tsubaki hara Mira softly saying something...
This also made Nangong Han's eyes unconsciously look at the light blue 'auntie dress' Mrs. Mira was wearing. Her figure was very full, but it didn't make Mrs. Mira look plump; instead, she had the charm of a mature beautiful woman, like a ripe peach.
Perhaps because the final instructions were finished, as the two old people left, Tsubaki hara Mira also took light steps towards Nangong Han, carrying a relatively small suitcase containing some of Nangong Han's clothes and daily necessities.
"Xiao Han, come into the house with Auntie first~ Auntie will make you some delicious food later..."
Tsubaki hara Mira's face held a gentle smile, and her eyes were full of affection for Nangong Han.
This was normal, after all, the current Nangong Han was truly the kind of shota everyone adored. For older sisters and aunts, it wasn't even impossible for them to want to abduct Nangong Han into a small grove to do something naughty.
This was no joke. Nangong Han had encountered such situations many times when he was in the countryside, but he found that the older sisters and aunts who tried to flirt with him weren't very good, so he didn't pay much attention to them. He usually only responded to those young wives who had good figures and looks, but even then, he would at most let them hug him and caress his soft cheeks...
And he would take the opportunity to casually let his small hands wander around their large breasts... Anyway, he quite enjoyed taking such advantage.
But if it were Aunt Mira now... Nangong Han felt that going a bit deeper wouldn't be impossible...
However, it's best to start slowly. Anyway, Nangong Han felt that if he could be held in her arms, that feeling would be incredibly comfortable.
Tsubaki hara Mira carried the suitcase in one hand and directly held Nangong Han's small hand, which was tucked into his sleeve, with the other.
Both felt the delicate touch in their palms. Tsubaki hara Mira looked gently at the small, cute shota beside her.
Nangong Han, however, felt his heart beat a little faster, because Tsubaki hara Mira was very close, and he smelled a ripe peach scent rushing into his nostrils.
The touch on his small hand was also incredibly soft, like being held by a warm hot water balloon, a very comfortable sensation.
Following Tsubaki hara Mira into the room.
Nangong Han's thoughts drifted a bit. He, a transmigrator shota... was now being taken in by a beautiful wife from a hentai world~
Especially since this beautiful wife also had a pair of very beautiful twin daughters...
Nangong Han felt that his future life would definitely be very interesting~
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