Mother and child traveling through time

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A luxurious bridal car sped along the highway leading to the sea, and soft
sobs . A woman in a wedding dress sat inside, her face visible through the car window.

Her features were distressed, her eyes brimming with tears, yet her stunning beauty remained undiminished—
a face that could make any man fall at her feet, but now it evoked a sense of heartbreak.

"Mom:

By the time you read this letter, Feng'er may no longer be in this world. Mom, you don't need to
be sad , because Feng'er would feel guilty in the afterlife.

Since Dad died in the car accident, Mom, you've had a very hard life. For Feng'er's sake, you haven't
remarried. Now Feng'er is grown up and understands. Mom has also met someone she likes.

Mom, the other day you told me you wanted to marry him and asked if it was okay. Feng'er said Feng'er would bless your
mom, and as long as mom feels happy, Feng'er will feel happy too. But Mom, Feng'er lied.
Feng'er can't bear to see mom with another man. Yesterday, when Feng'er saw him hugging mom, Feng'er
felt like a fire was burning in her heart, it hurt so much. At that moment, Feng'er knew she couldn't lose mom, Feng'er wasn't that
strong, losing mom..." "Feng'er will die, really.

But I know Mom loves him so much, and Feng'er can't make Mom unhappy for my own sake. As long as Mom is happy,
that's enough for Feng'er. Today is Mom's wedding day, and I
'm

sorry, Mom, Feng'er can't be there because I'm afraid I won't be able to stop Mom and him from having a wedding. Farewell, Mom. Please forgive Feng'er's unfilial behavior. Feng'er really can't bear to see Mom with another man because
Feng'er also deeply loves Mom. Now that Mom has a new lover, Feng'er is at ease. Feng'er will bless Mom from
the afterlife . Feng'er will leave at the place where we first watched the sunrise together.

Mom, I love you, I love you!

Farewell. Please forgive this unfilial son. Mom, see you in the next life."

Wen Xinyue looked at the letter her son left her, and tears streamed down her face again.

"Feng'er, you absolutely can't die. What will Mom do if you die? Mom can't live without you."

Wen Xinyue clutched the letter her son gave her tightly, whispering to herself.

"Driver, could you please hurry? I have an urgent matter to attend to, please!" Wen Xinyue pleaded anxiously with
the driver .

"Okay, then, Miss, please hold on tight, I'm going to speed up now." The driver knew it wasn't
a highway , but he still agreed to her request.

"Mom, farewell, see you in the next life." On the cliff by the sea, a boy who looked about
fifteen , holding something that looked like ancient jade in his hand, tears streaming down his face as he stepped over
the edge of the cliff.

"No! Feng'er!" Wen Xinyue rushed towards her son, her face filled with shock.
She cried out in anguish, lunging at her son who had stepped off the cliff, and grabbed his hand.

"Mom, let go, or you'll fall too. Mom, you still have him waiting for you! Let go
!" The boy, Feng'er, pleaded gently with his mother, trying to get her to release her tightly held hand.

"No, Feng'er, Mommy isn't married yet. Mommy won't get married, don't leave Mommy, Mommy begs
you. If you die, how will Mommy live alone?" Wenxin Yue tightly gripped her son Feng'er's hand.

"Mommy, really? Mommy isn't married yet, really?" Young Feng'er looked up at his mother Wenxin Yue in disbelief
, his hand already tightly holding hers.

"Really, Mommy really isn't married yet. Because Mommy didn't see you at the wedding, and no one answered the phone,
so Mommy came home to see you. But then Mommy saw the letter you wrote to Mommy, so Mommy rushed here, that's why I'm not
married . Mommy wouldn't lie to Feng'er. Come up first, Mommy will tell you after we get up." Mother Wenxin Yue
answered her son Feng'er while pulling him up with all her might.

"Ah, Feng'er, you scared Mommy to death, I'm so glad you're alright." Mother Wenxin Yue pulled her son Feng'er up
and hugged him tightly, saying anxiously.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, it's all Feng'er's fault. Feng'er will definitely listen to Mommy from now on and won't make Mommy
worry anymore." Feng'er nestled in his mother Wenxin Yue's arms and said.

Suddenly, a crashing sound came from behind them, followed by a scream as mother Wen Xinyue and her son
Feng'er plummeted to their deaths. The object in Feng'er's hand, which resembled ancient jade, emitted
a bright light as they fell, and then vanished along with Wen Xinyue and her son.

"Feng'er, wake up! Don't scare your mother! Feng'er!" came the
mournful cries of a woman from a thatched hut on the distant shore. This woman was Wen Xinyue, who had disappeared with her son, and
the Feng'er she was calling for was her son, Yu Xingfeng, nicknamed Feng'er.

Inside the hut, on a dilapidated bed lay Yu Xingfeng, his eyes closed and face pale. Kneeling on top of him
was his mother, Wen Xinyue, tears streaming down her face, her hands clasped and pressed against his chest,
performing first aid for drowning victims, repeatedly calling out her son's nickname, Feng'er.

With a soft "uh," Yu Xingfeng coughed up mouthfuls of seawater, then slowly opened his tightly closed
eyes.

"Feng'er, you're finally awake. Do you know how worried Mom was? Mom thought you
'd never . You're awake, that's so good." Wen Xinyue's eyes welled up with
tears of joy as she saw her son Yu Xingfeng awake. A pair of slender, white hands gently cupped Yu Xingfeng's face,
kissing him repeatedly.

"Mom, where are we? Ah!" Yu Xingfeng asked weakly. He then felt his lower body being
sat on by his mother's full buttocks, and felt his genitals slowly swell, causing him to gasp softly. His face
flushed red.

"Feng'er, what's wrong? Is anything else bothering you? Tell Mom." Wen Xinyue asked anxiously.

"Uh, no, nothing. Mom, I'm fine, Mom, don't worry." Yu Xingfeng tried his best to control
his slightly trembling voice, lest his mother discover the truth behind his gasp.

But this lie was quickly betrayed by his own genitals. His increasingly swollen lower body finally
pressed against his mother's plump buttocks, revealing the truth behind her soft gasp.

"Feng'er, you actually..." Wen Xinyue suddenly tried to stand up from her son Yu Xingfeng's lower body, but because...
Having knelt on Yu Xingfeng for so long, the blood in her legs hadn't yet circulated properly, so she suddenly sat back down
on his genitals.

"Ah!" As fate would have it, Wen Xinyue's genitals touched Yu Xingfeng's
erect penis , which had been lying down. The thin wedding dress slipped into her buttocks,
causing Yu Xingfeng, who had never experienced intimacy before, to ejaculate for the first time due to the intense friction.

Overwhelmed with shame, mother and son were speechless for a moment. After a while,
they recovered from their intense embarrassment. They smiled at each other, everything understood without words.

"Mom, I'm sorry," Yu Xingfeng said apologetically, breaking
the silence .

"Feng'er, you mustn't do that again. Mom knows it was unintentional, so Mom forgives you
this time . But you mustn't do it again!" Wen Xinyue said to her son Yu Xingfeng with a gentle smile.

"Yes, Mom," Yu Xingfeng replied.

"Good boy, that's the kind of boy Mommy loves. Come here and let Mommy give you a kiss." Wenxin Yue said,
kissing her son Yu Xingfeng on the cheek.

"Ah! Right, Mommy, where are we now? I remember falling off a cliff with you, and then I
saw a bright light and lost consciousness. Ah! Right, I remember the bright light came from that jade-like stone I bought
with trip. That light must have saved us. Hmm,
where's that stone? It's gone. Hmm, maybe it fell into the sea. Oh well. Mommy, let's go home. I'm
so hungry, I want to go home quickly and eat Mommy's cooking." Yu Xingfeng rattled off a string of questions. He then jumped off the bed,
grabbed his mother's hand, and ran outside.

Yu Xingfeng pulled his mother Wenxin Yue's hand and ran out of the small thatched hut by the sea. Outside the hut, to the east
stretched an endless sea, and to the west was a lush forest. A winding path led through the forest,
seemingly a main road. Yu Xingfeng, holding his mother Wen Xinyue's hand, ran quickly towards the path. They hadn't
run far when they heard the sounds of a man and woman panting and moaning coming from the bushes beside the path.

"Bao'er, you're making me so happy, my juices are almost flowing dry,"
a woman calling out from the bushes called out, her voice incredibly seductive.

"Mother, today Bao'er will risk his life to keep you company, I'll make you beg for mercy," a
young boy calling himself Bao'er

replied from the bushes, clearly young. Then came the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

Hearing these seductive sounds, Yu Xingfeng immediately pictured
the

mother and son making love in the bushes. Because of this imagery, he
slowed , and unconsciously, the faces of the unmasked mother and son in the bushes slowly transformed into his own and
his mother's faces. His lower body involuntarily became engorged with blood, forming a small yurt-like shape.
His face flushed red as he fantasized about his intimate moments with his mother, his breathing quickened, and
beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wen Xinyue, who was running, noticed that her son Feng'er had slowed down considerably. Turning her head, she saw his rapid breathing
and the sweat on his forehead and assumed he was tired, not suspecting that he had slowed down because he had overheard the mother and son making love in
the bushes . She stopped and gently asked with concern, "Feng'er, are you
tired? Take a rest. Look at the sweat on your forehead, let Mom wipe it for you." Wen Xinyue was completely
unaware that her son Feng'er was currently thinking about making love with her in a passionate and unforgettable way.

"Yes, Feng'er is a little tired. It's probably because I haven't fully recovered from being in the sea,
so a little tired. Thank you for your concern, Mom," Yu Xingfeng lied to his mother, blushing.

Hearing his mother Wenxin Yue's caring words, Yu Xingfeng suddenly stopped in his tracks, his mind clearing
instantly , and his desires vanished.

How could he treat his mother like this? His mother knew he loved her, but she only saw it as a son's affection for her
, not as romantic love. How could he treat his mother like this? His mother was
so kind and considerate. His mother cared for him so much, yet he had been toying with her in his mind, and
a feeling of utter worthlessness rose within him.

His mother's concern filled Yu Xingfeng with deep shame, but he still secretly vowed that in this life he
would make his kind mother fall in love with him, make her his bride, and bring her happiness and joy for the rest of her life.

"Silly child, why are you being so polite to your mother? It's only right that your mother cares for you! Come, sit down next to
me ." Wenxin Yue found a rocky spot by the path and sat down, patting
the spot beside her, gesturing for Yu Xingfeng to sit next to her.

Yu Xingfeng sat down next to his mother, Wen Xinyue, and asked her to wipe his sweat with the sleeve of her wedding dress, as
his mother's handkerchief had been lost while saving him. Perhaps he hadn't noticed before, or perhaps it was because he was closer now, but he
could smell a faint fragrance emanating from his mother, a scent that was exceptionally pleasant.

"Mom, you smell so good! This fragrance is so comforting. What perfume are you wearing, Mom?"

Yu Xingfeng leaned in and sniffed his mother, Wen Xinyue.

"Mom isn't wearing perfume. I can't smell it myself. And you
know I never wear perfume, Feng'er," Wen Xinyue said blankly.

"No way, it's clearly the fragrance coming from Mom! How could Mom not smell it?" Yu Xingfeng looked at his mother
with a questioning expression.

"Ah, Mom knows. You must have been so hungry that you thought you could smell
the fragrance ," Wen Xinyue said with certainty.

“Maybe,
” Yu Xingfeng
said apologetically, “then let’s get up and keep going, Mom. The sun is about to set, we need to get to the main road before dark to ask for directions home, otherwise we’ll be in big trouble. We don’t even know where we are now, sigh. Mom, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault for getting you into this mess.” He stood up before his mother could answer and
pulled her up with him.

They continued walking towards the end of the path. They walked silently for about an hour. It was getting dark, and the end of the path
was in sight.

“Mom, we’re almost out of the woods! Hurry, Mom!” The excitement of leaving the woods invigorated Yu Xingfeng
. He grabbed his mother’s hand and quickened his pace.

"Phew, finally out... Ah, where is this?" The scene before him
instantly .

Following his gaze, the path led not to the main road he had expected, but to
what appeared to be a small village, with a dozen or so scattered houses nestled against the mountainside. The houses in the village looked like they belonged to ancient
times , with windows without glass, only covered by a layer of paper. Through that paper, one could see blurry
figures inside. This dashed the hopes of Yu Xingfeng and his mother, leaving them utterly disappointed.

"Feng'er, it's almost dark. I think we should ask to stay in the village for the night and
borrow some food. We can also find out where we are so we can go home tomorrow. What do you say?" Wen Xinyue
said calmly despite her dashed hopes.

"Okay, Mom, I think that's the only way," Yu Xingfeng said, head bowed.

Entering the village, they saw that almost every house was dilapidated. Wenxin Yue and her son approached a
door lit by candlelight and gently knocked.

"Excuse me, is anyone home? We're just passing by, and since it's getting dark
, could we please stay the night?" Wenxin Yue politely requested, still knocking.

"Who is it? Bao'er, go open the door! See who's there!" A familiar female voice came from inside, as if she'd heard it
somewhere before .

"Oh, Mom!" A young boy's voice followed.

Bao'er, wasn't that the mother and son from the bushes? A thought flashed through Wenxin Yue
's mind—how did they get there before them? There must be a shortcut through the woods. Just then, she heard the door open.
A boy who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old peeked out, dressed in clothes she
'd seen in period dramas. Then she heard him exclaim in surprise. Following that, Bao'er's mother called out, "
What's wrong, Bao'er? Who is it?"

“Mother, there are two strange people,” Bao’er replied as she opened the door.

“Strange people? What kind of strange people? Let Mother see.” A
woman ; she was fairly good-looking. Her clothes were the same as Bao’er’s, like those worn by women in ancient costume dramas
, giving one the feeling of having traveled back to ancient times.

Back to ancient times? No way? An unbelievable thought surfaced in Yu Xingfeng’s mind.

“Excuse me, ma’am, what dynasty is it now? What is the reign title? Please tell me quickly! Please!” Yu Xingfeng
was eager to confirm his unbelievable thoughts.

“Oh, it’s the second year of Yonghui (the reign title of Emperor Gaozong of Tang, two years after Li Shimin’s death). Emperor Gaozong
is on the . Young man, why are you asking these questions? You must be from beyond the Great Wall, right? Your clothes are so strange. No wonder
you don’t even know what the reign title is now,” Bao’er’s mother replied.

"In the second year of Yonghui, Emperor Gaozong was on the throne. Mom, this can't be real, right? How is this possible? Mom and I
have returned to the ancient Tang Dynasty. This is impossible." Yu Xingfeng muttered to himself, unable to accept the reality.

Chapter Two: A Strange Encounter

(Part One)

"Forget it, Feng'er, don't think about it anymore. Since God brought us here, let's think
about how to survive in this era. After all, we can't change this fact." Wen Xinyue comforted
Yu Xingfeng with concern.

"Mom, it's not that Feng'er can't accept this fact for himself. But Feng'er has implicated you,
so I feel particularly bad. Feng'er can't forgive himself for hurting you." Yu Xingfeng looked sad.

"Silly child, Mom doesn't blame you. No matter what happens, as long as you're okay, Feng'er, Mom is
happy. We've just returned to ancient times, there's nothing to worry about. Even if we can't go back to
the past , as long as my little Feng'er helps me marry a beautiful girl here, get married quickly, and have a bunch of
little Feng'ers, Mom will be happy." Wen Xinyue teased Yu Xingfeng.

"Feng'er doesn't want that, Feng'er only wants Mommy." Yu Xingfeng blurted out, his face
instantly turning red.

"You're such a grown man, and all you do is cling to your old mother all day long, aren't you ashamed?" Wen Xinyue
teased Yu Xingfeng, instantly dispelling the awkward atmosphere.

"No, Mommy isn't old at all. Mommy is as beautiful as Chang'e in the moon,
you can ask this auntie if you don't believe me. See if Feng'er is lying." Yu Xingfeng only then remembered that Bao'er and her
son were beside him, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Yes, young lady, you look like you're only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, not old at all, not like a woman with such a big
son . What the young man said is absolutely right, you are as beautiful as Chang'e in the moon."
Bao'er's mother chimed in from the side.

"Mommy, even this auntie said you're not old, and you're very beautiful." Yu Xingfeng couldn't hide
his pride .

“Feng’er, aren’t you afraid of looking silly? Saying your mother is beautiful in front of others, aren’t you afraid they’ll
laugh ? You’re shameless. This auntie said Mom is beautiful just being polite, and you’re actually quite pleased with yourself. If we’re talking about
beauty, this auntie is the real beauty; Mom is far inferior to her.” Wenxin Yue smiled modestly, but secretly she
was delighted by her son’s praise.

“Little sister, you’re so good with words. How can I compare to you? Don’t you think so, little brother?” Bao’er’s
mother, flattered by Wenxin Yue’s praise, smiled at Yu Xingfeng.

“Uh, not at all. Auntie is very beautiful too. If you don’t believe me, you can ask your own son
. I think your son thinks so too.” Yu Xingfeng changed the subject.

"Young man, you have such a sweet tongue! You've made this old lady so happy, I can't help but believe you. Oh dear,
I've been chatting with you two so much, I haven't even asked where you're from or how you got here. Judging from your
clothes , you don't seem to be locals. Are you from beyond the Great Wall?" Bao'er's mother snapped out of her reverie and asked Wenxin Yue

and her son. "Yes, to be honest, we're originally from the Central Plains. We came to live beyond the Great Wall with my husband ten years ago
. Not long ago, he passed away, and before he died, he told us to bring his ashes back to
the Central Plains for a proper burial. So we decided to move from beyond the Great Wall to the Central Plains. We hired a carriage and
packed our belongings and valuables."

"But we encountered bandits as soon as we crossed the border. They killed the driver, robbed us of our belongings,
and tried to kill us too. Luckily, Feng'er and I saw something was wrong and ran away, but they kept chasing us."
" My son and I don't know where they chased us. All we saw was a cliff, and below it, an
endless sea. In desperation, Feng'er and I jumped into the sea."

"After jumping in, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I found myself
on a beach outside the woods, perhaps washed ashore. Then Feng'er and I came here from the woods. Seeing that
it was getting dark , we wanted to ask to stay the night at my eldest sister's place and get some food. I wonder if that's possible. Just now, I was thinking about
how we couldn't properly protect my husband's ashes, and now I don't know what happened to them, so I couldn't help but feel sad."

Wen Xinyue lied, feigning sadness and tears streaming down her face. It was truly heartbreaking
. Yu Xingfeng, standing to the side, couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming
. He had never imagined his mother could lie so well; she was almost Oscar-worthy.

"Mom, don't cry, don't be sad. Your crying makes Feng'er want to cry too." Yu Xingfeng,
feigning tears, buried his face in his mother Wen Xinyue's arms, and the two of them sobbed together
.

"Little brother, little sister, don't cry. Your crying makes me feel bad too. Come, come inside and
sit down , don't stand outside. Stay here tonight. I think you must be hungry. Let me get you
something to eat first, we can talk later." With that, Bao'er's mother pulled Wen Xinyue and her son
towards her house.

"Big sister, thank you," Wen Xinyue said gratefully.

"Little brother, little sister, come sit here. I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat. Please sit for a while, I'll be
right back. Bao'er, help your mother greet the guests. " "Upon entering the house, Bao'er's mother pointed to
two stools beside the only broken table and instructed Bao'er before going into the kitchen.

A moment later, she returned with two bowls of rice, each topped with a cornbread
and a few scattered vegetables.

'Sister, I'm sorry, my family is poor and we don't have much to eat, please make do with this,' Bao'er's mother
said apologetically.

'Sister, don't say that. It's already a great kindness that you've let us stay the night. How could
we be so ungrateful?' Wenxin Yue quickly defended herself and her son.

'That's good. Eat quickly, or the food will get cold,' Bao'er's mother replied, sitting down on
another .

Perhaps Wenxin Yue and her son were truly hungry, because although there wasn't much food, they quickly finished the two bowls of rice
.

'Thank you so much, sister. We are truly grateful for letting us stay the night and for giving us food.'" "

Wenxin Yue thanked Bao'er's mother again.

"Sister, it's just that you and your son stayed here for one night and I gave you two bowls of rice. Is there any need for such
profuse thanks ? If you keep doing this, I'll get angry. Oh, by the way, I still don't know your
name. What's your surname?" Bao'er's mother asked.

"Elder sister, please don't be angry. I won't be polite anymore. My surname is Wen, and my given name is
Xinyue. My son is Yuxingfeng . May I ask your surname, elder sister?" Wenxin Yue replied.

"Wenxin Yue, what a nice name. It sounds so nice, just like your appearance. Elder sister's surname is Liu, and her given name is
Chun. But it doesn't sound as nice as yours, and she doesn't look as good as you. My son is Jinbao. How old are you
this year ?" Liu Chun asked politely.

"I'm thirty-three this year. And elder sister?" Wenxin Yue replied.

"Elder sister is thirty-five this year, two years older than me." " Let's not stand on ceremony anymore. You
call me 'sister' this, and 'older sister' that. Just call me Sister Chun, and I'll call you Xinyue. Xinyue, you
have . What are your plans for the future?" Liu Chun asked Xinyue with concern, a
subtle smile flashing in her eyes.

"Sister Chun, I don't know myself. I'll just take it one step at a time," Xinyue sighed. She was also
pondering what to do with Yu Xingfeng, and the thought of living in this unfamiliar place
made her sigh deeply.

"Xinyue, it's just that we click so well. I think we should do this. You have nowhere to go anyway, and I
happen to have two rooms here. You and Feng'er can stay here. What do you think? Think it over yourself;
there's no need to tell me right now. It's late; let's go to sleep. Xinyue, you and Feng'er can sleep in the inner room, and Bao'er
and I can sleep in the outer room." "Liu Chun said with feigned deep emotion and hidden meaning.

"Sister Chun, what will happen when Bao'er's father comes back? Where will he sleep?" Wen Xinyue asked hurriedly.

"Don't worry, Xinyue, his father was taken to the army and hasn't come back yet. We don't even know if he's alive or dead. Don't worry.

Go to sleep early with Feng'er. We can talk about it tomorrow." Liu Chun replied as she got up and took Jinbao's hand, leading
him into the room next to Wen Xinyue's.

Late at night.

Only the faint sounds of Liu Chun and her son talking could be heard from next door.

"Mother, why did you let them stay in our house?
Won't it be inconvenient for Bao'er and Mother to do 'that' in the future?" Jinbao asked his mother softly.

"Silly Bao'er, isn't Mother doing this for you? And you're blaming your mother." Liu Chun scolded.

"Mother, I don't understand. For me? For what?" Jinbao asked blankly.

"Silly Bao'er, then let me ask you, how old is Bao'er this year?" "Liu Chun asked Jinbao.

"Mom, I think you're the silly one. You've even forgotten how old I am. I remember, I'm fourteen this year
, and I'll be fifteen in two months." Jinbao answered proudly.

"Then let me ask you again, according to the village rules, shouldn't I get married when I turn fifteen?"
Liu Chun asked again.

"I don't want to get married, I only want you to be my wife. Even if I wanted to, we don't have any money,
and what does it matter whether I get married or not or not, it has nothing to do with you letting them stay at our house." Jinbao said coquettishly.

"Then let me ask you, was that auntie pretty? Tell me the truth, don't lie to me." Liu Chun asked.

"That auntie was pretty, but not as pretty as you, Mom." Jinbao flattered his mother Liu Chun.

"You're lying through your teeth. I know you too well, you go 'ah' as soon as you see someone, and you still want to lie to me
." " That woman just now, even I'm ashamed of myself compared to her. I've never seen such a beautiful woman before, like a fairy descended from
heaven . Mother is asking you, do you want her?" Liu Chun exposed Bao'er's lie.

"Bao'er wants her, but will she agree? She doesn't love Bao'er like you do, Mother, can make Bao'er want her."
"Yes, I want to." Jinbao answered honestly, his lie exposed by Liu Chun.

"So, Mother will keep her here first. Tomorrow, you and Mother will go to the woods to find some 'Ten-Step-
Dry' herbs and boil them into a soup for them. After they're both drunk, Bao'er, you can take her, and the deed will be done
. Then break her son's leg. When she wakes up and sees her son's leg broken, she won't be able to run away in this unfamiliar
place , and she'll have nowhere to complain. Then, Bao'er can force her to submit and
marry her, right?" Liu Chun smiled at Jinbao, her plan meticulously laid out.

"Mother, you're so clever! Then Bao'er can have a wife without spending any money. Mother,
how to repay you? How about Bao'er take you as his wife now, and let Bao'er
soothe your little hole?" "Jinbao said with a lewd grin.

He sat up abruptly, then pulled off the blanket covering the mother and son, and rolled over onto
his mother Liu Chun's body. His hands skillfully untied Liu Chun's bodice, exposing her upper body naked
in front of him.

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