bright colors

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Chapter 1
I never had the freedom to choose my birth, but God was merciful and gave me
the freedom to die. I could choose to die, but I didn't, because there was once a warm
light that shone into my heart.
—Introduction "My life was devoid of joy, filled only with darkness and loneliness. In that cramped, dimly lit room
, I lived a life as simple as a diary, huddled together with many other children my age, seeking warmth and
comfort. The meals were always the same: black steamed buns and porridge. Our clothes were always tattered
. Even our once clear eyes had lost their brightness, because this was an orphanage, a place abandoned by God
. 'There are angels in this world,' Mei said to me innocently that day, and I still haven't forgotten it. She
died less than a month after saying those words. Angels? Ah, angels don't exist in this world.
Until I met her. That day, she was brought to our little courtyard by Aunt Lin from the orphanage.
'Are you called Xiao Hui?'
'Yes.'
'What a cute little boy! Aunt Lin, I want this little boy. Is that alright?'"
"Of course, Xiaohui, this auntie wants to adopt a child. She's taken a liking to you, so you must
cherish her."
Only now do I realize that angels truly exist; they are as dazzling as the sun, as
pure as snowflakes, yet possess the gentle warmth of a mother. Written by
Xia Xiaohui

on July 10th, 20xx. Nine years later, a torrential downpour pounded against the window. Outside, darkness was broken only by occasional
flashes of lightning. Xiaohui glanced at his watch; it read 8 o'clock. His mother, Yushu
, was working overtime today. He'd received a call in the afternoon saying she'd be working until 8. With nothing to do, he could only gaze out the window at the brightly lit commercial street
in the distance .
Just then, with a click, the door opened. Xiaohui immediately stood up and ran towards the entrance.
"Sorry, Xiaohui, Mom's late. You must have been waiting anxiously, my darling,"
a mature woman said apologetically from the doorway.
She had a slender figure, about 1.6 meters tall, with a classic oval face, delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows, a small, exquisite
nose, and dark, almond-shaped eyes. Her lips were a little thin, but because she wore lipstick, they shimmered with an alluring sheen.
Her long black hair was casually tied back over her right shoulder with a simple pink ribbon. She wore a black and white collared
suit, and her slender legs were encased in elegant long black stockings.
At that moment, her almond-shaped eyes were looking at him with a smile. He shook his head and asked, "Is Yushu's mother not wet
?"
As he spoke, he looked at Yushu with concern. Fortunately, there were only a few water droplets splashed on her work clothes; she seemed to
be alright.
He carefully checked her from head to toe, making sure there were no signs of her getting wet before stopping.
"You silly boy, Mommy brought an umbrella, how did you get wet?"
"What's the use of an umbrella? It's pouring rain outside!"
"Okay, Mommy will just dry your hair later."
"Ah!"
Hearing Yu Shu's words, Xiao Hui noticed that his long black hair was covered in water droplets. He quickly grabbed
a snow-white towel and started drying Yu Shu's hair.
"Hehe, my little Hui is so good, let Mommy hug you."
As she spoke, Yu Shu stretched out her two snow-white arms and hugged the boy in front of her.
A faint rose scent emanated from Yu Shu, indistinguishable from skincare products or her natural fragrance.
"Mom, I can't dry my hair like this!"
Xiao Hui blushed deeply, his eyes darting around. He twisted his body, but unexpectedly, Yu Shu
hugged him even tighter, his face buried in her full breasts.
"Alright, alright, hehe, still shy? My Xiaohui is so cute."
Saying this, Yushu stretched out her fair fingers and gently pinched Xiaohui's cheek before letting go.
"Hmm,
" Xiaohui was a little confused and shook his head in protest.
"Boys aren't happy when people say they're cute."
"Oh? What does Xiaohui want to hear then?"
"Of course, I want to be a man, able to protect Mom and stuff like that."
Xiaohui said, raising his head and striking a pose that made Yushu laugh. "
Hehe , my Yushu has grown up, so cute."
"You say that again."
"Okay, okay, it's Mom's fault, I shouldn't have looked down on Xiaohui. But Mom doesn't need Xiaohui's protection,
Mom can protect herself."
Yushu finished speaking and gently patted Xiaohui's head. "But, I can already protect Mom. Last time, in
the city karate competition, I won first place."
"Hehe, I know, little man. Then Mom's safety is in your hands from now on."
"Yes, I will protect Mom."
After saying that, Xiaohui seemed to be trying to prove himself by flexing his muscles, which made Yushu laugh again
.
The next day, the weather was sunny. During the last class in the afternoon, a gaunt old man was lecturing on unary functions
. He yawned, about to take a nap, when someone poked him in the back with a pen. "Hey,
what ? Why are you so listless?"
The speaker was Tiancheng, a neatly groomed boy, the class's entertainment committee member,
and also Xiaohui's best friend.
"Mind your own business." "Hehe, I'm just reminding you. If you don't pay attention in class and fail again, see what
that person says ." He glanced to the left. Two seats to Xiaohui's left, a girl was staring at him with wide eyes, a warning in them . "Tch," he ignored the girl and shook his head. "Setting study assignments for people without permission and acting as a study supervisor without authorization, she's really willful." "Hehe, isn't it because she's interested in you? You kid, I really don't know what's so good about you, even the class beauty likes you." After saying that, he gave him a shock. "Her? The class beauty? It's all because of you guys messing things up." "You know what, this isn't my opinion, Xiaoling is the most popular girl in the whole school."

"What 'whole school'? It's just some fan club, something a bunch of idiots came up with."
He still glanced at Xiaoling, though. Cute round face, neat short black hair, and big black
eyes—she looked pretty good, but a pity she was a little girl.
Xiaohui shook his head, not thinking about it anymore. Xiaoling, however, looked at him provocatively, her big eyes glaring
at him —quite cute.
"Ahem, you over there, pay attention in class,"
the elderly teacher noticed the unusual situation and couldn't help but remind him.
Xiaohui simply ignored the glare and propped himself up on his arm, lost in thought.
Clearly, the ceiling was bare except for fluorescent light tubes. The white tubes were covered in dust,
with some rust at the joints. He turned his gaze to the side, to the snow-white ceiling, painted white
. Come to think of it, Yu Shu's mother was also snow-white—snow-white arms, snow-white legs, and
…snow-white… Time passed quickly. Lost in his thoughts, Xia Xin didn't hear the bell ring for the end of class,
still immersed in his reverie.
"Bang!"
A dull thud echoed from the desk. He looked closely and saw Xiao Ling with her left hand on her hip and her right hand slammed on the desk,
glaring at him fiercely. Unfortunately, at only 1.45 meters tall, she wasn't very intimidating.
"Hey, idiot, someone's calling you!"
"…Could you please not slam your fist so loudly? This is my desk."
"Hmph, I'll pay if it gets damaged."
Xiao Hui looked at Ling with a wry smile. As the single daughter of a billionaire, Ling certainly had the right to say that, but
wasn't that a bit unreasonable? "Young Miss, it didn't offend you, did it?"
"That's right, but you offended me."
"Uh, I don't know how I offended you, sir. Please enlighten me."
"Enlighten you my foot! Why were you sleeping in class again?"
"I wasn't sleeping! I was thinking about the math problem we just discussed!"
Xiao Hui looked at Ling with a wronged expression. "Oh? Then tell me, where was the teacher at?"
Ling wasn't going to let him off the hook; her large, dark eyes were now staring intently at Xiao Hui.
"Uh…"
He looked to Tian Cheng for help, but Tian Cheng kept his eyes down, pretending not to see him.
"That jerk, always messes up at crucial moments," he cursed his best friend inwardly, but still put on
a pitiful look and looked at Ling. "What he taught was so difficult, how could I possibly remember it?"
"Hmph! You're still trying to deny it! I've been watching you since class started, and you haven't even opened your book!" "Hey
! What's wrong with you? Everyone else is staring at the blackboard, what can you possibly see by staring at me?"
"It's because you're always lazy and don't listen to the teacher, of course I have to keep an eye on you."
"I'm not an animal in a zoo, I can't let people stare at me all day."
"If you were as obedient as a zoo animal, I wouldn't need to stare at you all day."
Hey! You've got the question wrong again! Xiao Hui was complaining inwardly, but he didn't dare say it out loud, afraid she would explode
.
Tiancheng, who was standing next to her, was already clutching his stomach and laughing. Ling realized she had gone too far and quickly corrected herself , "I
was just trying to keep an eye on you. This is what Yushu's mom told me to do."
"Don't take this so seriously. My mom's just telling you something out of politeness. And who's your mom
? That's my mom. You should call her Auntie!"
Ling realized she had misspoke and blushed deeply. "Anyway, Auntie told me to do this. I... I
have club activities, so I have to go."
With that, she quickly grabbed her backpack and ran out of the classroom.
"Hahahaha!"
Tiancheng couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing.
"Laugh, laugh, laugh! All you do is laugh. You never help me when it matters."
He felt it was a waste to have such a bad friend.
"Hahaha, what can I do to help you with that situation? Sigh, just give in to her! What's
wrong , comes from a good family, and I heard she's also very talented!
" "Are you promoting her?"
"Hehe, I'm just worried for you. You know, once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever."
"Pfft, how could a man like me give up the whole forest for a single blade of grass? Besides, I
don't even like her type."
"Then what kind do you like?"
"Don't get so close, it's disgusting."
"Hehe, tell me, I want to hear it."
"You want to know?"
"Yes, I really want to know."
"Great, I won't tell you."
"Damn it!"
With that, he quickly grabbed his backpack and disappeared. Hehe, serves you right for offending me.
In his haste, Xiao Hui didn't notice the figure hiding outside the door.
Back home, Yu Shu was already home. There were black high heels by the door,
designed by Yu Shu herself, a fashion designer.
"You're back!"
Yu Shu's voice came from the kitchen.
"Yes, I'm back, Mom," Xiao
Hui filed into the kitchen and found Yu Shu chopping vegetables and cooking. He stared at Yu Shu's back and noticed that her black
work clothes had been changed into a housework dress. The white dress had small red flowers as patterns, and
a blue lace apron was wrapped around it. The slightly tight dress couldn't cover her pert and round buttocks, which
swayed slightly from side to side with her chopping movements. Her round, beautiful legs were covered with flesh-colored silk stockings, and her soft, jade-like
feet were wearing a pair of pink slippers. This was Yu Shu's outfit when she was at home.
"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Yu Shu turned her jade-like neck in confusion, and met Xiao Hui's gaze, who was staring blankly. However, because her gaze was upward, she
obviously didn't notice his strange behavior.
Xiao Hui's face flushed red, and he hurriedly ran away. "N-nothing, I'm going to the restroom."
Xiao Hui closed the restroom door, unbuckled his belt, and his trembling left hand skillfully pulled down his shorts, pulling
out his semi-erect penis. He breathed heavily, trying to calm himself down. Watching his penis
slowly soften, Xiao Hui smiled wryly, grabbed a tissue, wiped the pre-ejaculate, fastened his belt
, and left the restroom.
At dinner, Xiao Hui, as usual, told Yu Shu about the funny things that happened at school that day, some of which were personal experiences.
Some of the stories were fabricated, others were fabricated. Seeing Yu Shu covering her mouth, her phoenix eyes smiling like crescent moons, he felt it was
all worth it.
When it was time to clear the dishes, Xiao Hui was putting the leftovers in the refrigerator when he suddenly heard a clatter. He rushed over to check
.
"Ouch!"
He found Yu Shu had tripped and fallen.
"Mom, are you alright?"
In a panic, Xiao Hui quickly grabbed Yu Shu's hand, pulled her up, and lifted her onto his shoulder, but heard Yu Shu
groan.
"Mom, were you cut by the shards?"
Anxious, Xiao Hui helped Yu Shu sit on the sofa and began to examine her injuries. Whew, thankfully, it wasn't
serious.
"Mom's fine, just probably twisted her ankle."
"How could you be so careless?"
He said, ignoring the splashed soup, he took off his red slippers and picked up a
small foot encased in a silk stocking, his hands trembling with nervousness.
"Hehe, it's the other one,"
Xiao Hui glared at Yu Shu angrily, putting down the delicate foot in his hands and picking up the other one.
Yu Shu's small foot was plump and evenly fleshy, soft and dainty. Her five delicate little toes weren't painted with nail polish, but because
they were trimmed regularly, her little nails were very neat.
However, Xiao Hui didn't have the energy to pay extra attention now; he only wanted to know the extent of the sprain. He quickly
placed the delicate foot on his right hand to support it, while his left hand naturally reached up to his thigh. Suddenly, he stopped
and looked up at Yu Shu awkwardly.
"Hehe, you little pervert, let me do it,"
Yu Shu looked at him with a grin, reaching under her skirt to take off her stockings, which she casually placed
on the sofa armrest.
Xiao Hui secretly glanced at them; the flesh-colored stockings that had been taken off hung down to the floor, emitting a faint scent mixed with
the smell of sweat.
"I hope the bones aren't broken,"
he said, gently cradling her delicate foot with his right hand, giving it a light squeeze. His trembling left hand
caressed her ankle, his eyes fixed on the sprain, examining it closely.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. A good night's sleep will fix it,"
Yu Shu quickly reassured him, sensing Xiao Hui's anxiety.
"What minor injury? Wait here, I'll get some Yunnan Baiyao."
Reluctantly putting her foot down, he rushed into the room. Standing there, Xiao Hui raised his right hand to his nose
, inhaling the faint fragrance mixed with a hint of sweat—a scent he liked nonetheless.
He retrieved the spray, picked up her foot again, and carefully
sprayed it all over with his free hand. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Yu Shu lowered her head, her hair cascading down her right shoulder like a waterfall
. She watched Xiao Hui apply the medicine quietly until he finished.
"Okay, now don't move around too much. I'll do the housework."
"I'll help you wash your feet later too. Just stay put, watching TV is fine too, okay?"
Xiao Hui wiped the sweat from his brow as he put the medicine back, still a little worried about Yu Shu.
"Okay, okay, Xiao Hui is like an old man, so nagging,"
Yu Shu pouted. Her playful gesture, despite not being 40, stunned Xiao Hui
.
He quickly shook his head, repeated his instructions, and then began to finish the evening's chores.
At 9 PM, Xiao Hui, having finished his chores, brought over a basin of warm water to wash Yu Shu's feet.
"Mom, time to wash your feet."
"Oh, uh-huh,"
Yu Shu mumbled, engrossed in the TV.
Xiao Hui didn't say anything more, put down the basin, and then gently lifted Yu Shu's delicate feet.
"Ah!"
Surprised, Yu Shu finally came to her senses.
"It's okay, Mom, you keep watching, I'll wash your feet for you."
"Oh, it's Xiaohui! You scared Mom! I can wash my feet myself."
"What are you saying? You can watch, it's fine."
After saying that, Xiaohui picked up the chubby little feet again. At this moment, Yushu's mind was focused on the Korean
drama on TV, so she didn't pay much attention, which was perfect for Xiaohui.
Xiaohui gently and slowly rubbed Yushu's soft and
delicate feet in the warm water. Yushu's feet were soft and slippery in the water. He casually washed them a few times and began to stroke the soles of her feet. "
Hahaha , Xiaohui, stop it!"
Yushu, stimulated by the soles of her feet, quickly pressed down on Xiaohui's shoulder. "You have to wash your feet clean. What's a little itchiness?"
"Mom is most afraid of being tickled, Xiaohui, stop it!"
Yushu's oval face flushed red with anger. She looked at Xiaohui with slight annoyance, then picked up
the remote control and turned off the TV.
"So Mommy's ticklish? I'll have to use that trick more often in the future.
" "You little rascal, you always tease Mommy."
"How could I dare to tease you? I'm just protecting myself. Who knows, I might need it sometime."
"Hehe, Mommy won't hit you, what are you protecting yourself for?"
Yu Shu covered her mouth and teased her a few times.
"That's right, Yu Shu's mom is the gentlest mom in the world. She never hits Xiao Hui. Xiao Hui loves her the most
."
"You little rascal, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Yu Shu's face turned red again, like a little apple, making you want to take a bite.
"I'm telling the truth."
"Okay, okay, hurry up and finish washing Mommy, then go to sleep."
"Okay."
Xiao Hui gently rubbed Yu Shu's little feet with both hands, washed them for another two minutes, dried Yu Shu's little feet, and then went to pour out the water
.
The night was quiet, with only the bright moonlight peeking through the window and illuminating a corner of the room. The faint
chirping of insects could be heard in the distance. Xiao Hui lay in bed, recalling the scene from earlier. He reached out and gently pressed his hand to his face,
murmuring, "I love women like Mom the most."

Chapter Two
Introduction: It is bright and gentle, warming the heart. I want to possess it, even if I am shattered to pieces, even if only
for a moment, I will hold it tightly and never let it disappear from my heart.

Today, Xiao Hui got up very early. It was his turn to clean the classroom, so he
went to school early.

Yu Shu ate her breakfast gracefully, but suddenly received a call from him. It turned out he had forgotten his books
.

Yu Shu shook her head, grumbling about the boy, as she walked lightly to his room. Opening
the door , a strong, unventilated, mixed smell wafted out.

"Sigh, Xiao Hui, I've told you so many times, remember to open the window after you get up, you always forget,"

she shook her head, walked to the window, opened it, and then picked up her Chinese
textbook from the desk. Just as she was about to leave, her eyes caught sight of a wad of tissue paper lying on the bedside table. She
picked up and was about to throw it in the trash when she smelled a strong odor of quicklime emanating from it. The dry
tissue paper was clearly solidified.

Yu Shu frowned slightly; she recognized the smell. She had smelled it before.

Without giving it much thought, she put the crumpled paper into a trash bag and threw it into the large trash can in the community
. Then she drove to deliver the textbooks to Xiaohui.

At the school gate, Xiaohui stood anxiously outside. Time ticked by, and it was almost time for class
. Why hadn't he arrived yet?

With less than three minutes left, he checked his watch and looked around.

"Beep beep,"

a black sedan slowly pulled up. Seeing the familiar car, he breathed a sigh of relief. Finally
, it had arrived on time. He hurried to greet it.

"Mom, you're so slow! Class is almost starting!"

he complained. Today, Yu Shu was wearing a black business suit again, with a pair of brand-new flesh-colored stockings.

She leisurely gripped the steering wheel, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "Still complaining? Who told you to leave your book in the room?"

Yu Shu teased Xiao Hui, watching him frantically frantically. Finally, she
handed . "Here, hurry up and take it."

Seeing Xiao Hui take the book, she gently tapped his head with her slender fingers. "See if you'll still
be so forgetful in the future."

Xiao Hui quickly flipped through the book, confirming it was there, and then laughed, "Mom, you're here, aren't you?"

Xiao Hui grinned at Yu Shu, showing no remorse whatsoever. Just then, the guards began sealing off the gate.

Seeing this, Xiao Hui didn't hesitate any longer. He unexpectedly kissed Yu Shu lightly on the cheek, a
triumphant laugh echoing as he sped into the school. Behind him, the gate closed.

Yu Shu sat in the car, dazed, touching the spot where she had been kissed, lost in thought. Soon after, the car
drove away.

During class, Xiao Hui rested his chin on his hand, gazing out the window, thinking about the sensation he had just felt.

Yu Shu's face was smooth and fair, like a delicate work of art. He couldn't help but think of her lips. If he had just
kissed those soft, red lips, he wondered what it would have felt like.

"Knock knock, now it's Xia Xiaohui's turn to answer the next question."

The middle-aged Chinese teacher seemed to notice Xiaohui's absent-mindedness. Hearing the teacher's voice, Xiaohui finally remembered he
was still in class. He hurriedly grabbed his Chinese textbook, flipped through a few pages haphazardly, and finally decided to ask, "T-
Teacher, what's the question?"

The surrounding students chuckled and pointed at him. The teacher couldn't help but smile as well. He reminded
him, "Please look at the blackboard, Xia Xiaohui."

This time, Xiaohui focused his attention on the blackboard. On it was a large horizontal line: "Please describe something you think
is the most beautiful in a few sentences."

Xiaohui thought carefully. He thought of his mother, Yushu, and after a moment of thought, he blurted out
, "I think my mother is the
most

beautiful in the world. She's like the winter sun, warming people's hearts, and like a pure white angel, pure and kind. Nestled in her arms, I feel safe and secure. So I think my mother is the most beautiful."

Xiaohui expressed what he truly wanted to say, and applause suddenly rang out in the classroom.

"Well said, Xia Xiaohui. You are a person who loves his parents. Your classmates should learn from him,"

the teacher praised him a few times before continuing the lesson.

When he got home from school, he found that Yu Shu hadn't returned yet. He called to ask, and she said that she seemed to have closed
a big deal and the company was having a celebration party. He didn't hear any noise outside until almost nine o'clock.

"Mom, have you been drinking?"

He smelled alcohol from afar and rushed over to help her, only to find two
people standing at the door.

"Long time no see, Xiaohui, I've missed you so much!"

The visitor was Jiang Mei, Yu Shu's colleague at the company. He called her Aunt Xiaomei. She was 37 years old and, for
some reason, was still unmarried.

Smelling Jiang Mei, who also reeked of alcohol, Xiaohui felt a wave of nausea and backed away, but still insisted on helping Yu Shu inside
.

"Waaah, my Xiaohui only helped Yushu, not Auntie, waaaah, Auntie is so sad!"

Seeing Xiaohui only help Yushu to the sofa and then not come any closer, Jiang Mei pretended to be very sad, but
the lack of tears in her eyes betrayed her acting skills.

"Why don't you come over yourself? Humph, you must have gotten my mom drunk, and I haven't even blamed you yet!"

"Xiaohui, you guessed wrong this time. It wasn't me, it was an old man!"

Jiang Mei stood at the door, looking at him with interest, wanting to see his reaction.

Hearing the word "old man," Xiaohui indeed flinched. He nervously looked at Yushu, trying to see if she had been touched inappropriately.
He looked carefully and found no signs of tampering with her clothes, then breathed a sigh of relief
.

"Hehe, don't worry, with me here, no one will dare to harass Yushu."

Seeing that her seduction had failed, Jiang Mei took off her shoes and walked in, teasing him as she went.

Xiao Hui glanced at Jiang Mei sideways, his face clearly showing distrust, practically screaming, "I
don't trust you

!"

Seeing Xiao Hui's expression, Jiang Mei started wiping away tears again. "Waaah, Xiao Hui doesn't believe me!
I've been deeply hurt by Xiao Hui!"

she sobbed, squatting down and hugging her beautiful legs, clad in black sheer stockings, gently swaying them from side to side.

"Alright, alright, here we go again. Can't you come up with something new?"

Xiao Hui casually exposed her acting, walking to the cabinet and taking out some hangover medicine.

Seeing it wasn't working, Jiang Mei finally stopped pretending. She stood up with a grin, swaying as she sat down...
As Xiao Hui approached Yu Shu, she murmured a few words, still drunk and unintelligible.
Xiao Hui unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out a few pills, mixed them with warm water, and made Yu Shu swallow them.

Jiang Mei, seeing this, coquettishly asked for some too, but Xiao Hui simply shoved the bottle into her mouth, prompting her to complain
.

Later, Xiao Hui learned about the day's events from Jiang Mei. It turned out the company had recently landed a large deal, and to
thank the CEO, the HR department decided to host a dinner party, with several key personnel accompanying the
CEO to make him happy. Several attractive female employees were selected to accompany him, and the beautiful Yu Shu was naturally chosen
.

At the dinner, the CEO was very interested in Yu Shu, constantly pressuring her to drink and verbally harassing
her until she was drunk. He even seemed to want her to accompany him.

The other key personnel were quite irresponsible, actually acquiescing. Fortunately, Jiang Mei was present and rescued her in time
.

Hearing Jiang Mei's words, Xiao Hui's face turned pale with anger
. "Those bastards! They actually dared to target my mother! They have a death wish!"

Xiao Hui grew angrier and angrier, and was about to rush out to confront them when Jiang Mei grabbed him.

"Silly boy, why are you so agitated? Do you want Yu Shu to lose her job?"

"I..."

Hearing this, Xiao Hui calmed down.

"Listen to me, this kind of thing is very common in big companies. As long as you're careful, it'll be fine."

"...But we can't just let it go like that!"

Xiao Hui was unwilling to accept it. Jiang Mei smiled and covered her mouth. "Your mother isn't seriously injured. What's there to say?"

Xiao Hui thought about it and realized she was right. He had been too agitated and forgotten that Yu Shu, apart from being given a little alcohol,
hadn't actually been harmed.

He frowned, looking at Yu Shu with concern. "But won't this kind of thing happen again in the future?"

"Don't worry, Auntie's here,"

Jiang Mei comforted him. "But what if Auntie isn't here? Look at today, if Auntie hadn't been here, perhaps...
"

"Silly boy, why are you worrying so much? Auntie's always with your mother."

Hearing Jiang Mei's comforting words, Xiao Hui temporarily relaxed. The two chatted about school
matters for the rest of the night. Jiang Mei had originally planned to stay overnight, but Xiao Hui chased her
away when she was more or less sober.

That night, because he had drunk too much, the hangover medicine hadn't fully worked, and he could only carry Yu Shu to bed
. Sitting by the bed, Xiao Hui was in a state of turmoil. If things continued like this, something bad might really happen
. He didn't believe that the boss would abandon Yu Shu.

Looking at the sleeping Yu Shu, Xiao Hui suddenly remembered that she was still sleeping in her work clothes, and his heart raced.

He swallowed hard, his fingers trembling as he reached for her clothes.

Listening to Yu Shu's steady breathing, Xiao Hui tried to convince himself: even if Mom wakes up, she probably
won't blame me, after all, I can't let her sleep in this outfit. Having convinced himself, Xiao Hui calmed down
a bit and began to undress Yu Shu. Because the lights were off, undressing was inconvenient, but
he didn't want to wake Yu Shu, so he had to grope around in the dark.

He started from her shoulders, first unbuttoning her shirt. He

unbuttoned it one button at a time, accidentally touching her high, firm breasts, and immediately recoiled as if electrocuted.
After a moment's hesitation, he decided to continue.

He unbuttoned her shirt, pulling the sleeves out from her arms, first her left hand, then her right, and then
gently pulling the shirt out from behind her back. "Hoo,"

Xiao Hui took a deep breath, glanced at her skirt, and reached down.

The skirt was easy to take off; although he bumped her lower abdomen a few times, he eventually managed to pull it off.

Now came the real challenge. Looking at the exposed skin of her thighs and the soft, high mounds above, Xiao Hui
trembled with nervousness, his heart pounding at its highest rate. He had seen Yu Shu's body when he was younger
, before he was ten, and he couldn't quite remember. Now, looking at this perfect body, seemingly
even more voluptuous and mature than before, his penis, stimulated by such arousal, was already throbbing painfully.

He glanced at her furtively; Yu Shu seemed completely asleep. Calming himself, he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his underwear,
his massive member instantly springing out. He knelt beside her jade-like feet, gently stroking her beautiful legs from top to bottom
several times. Then, he gently grasped her feet. In the darkness, he couldn't see their lovely shape, but
he could smell their subtle fragrance.

Xiao Hui let her feet clamp down on his member. "Hiss!" He

breathed a sigh of relief upon first contact. Her feet were so soft, the perfect size, and warm
to the touch.

He grabbed her small feet and began to move them back and forth, hissing as he did
so, careful not to wake Yu Shu.

The flesh-colored stockings clung tightly to his massive member, making a distinctive rubbing sound. In less than two minutes,
he felt the urge to ejaculate.

He increased the speed of the friction, gripping her stockinged legs with increasing force, his fingers digging into
her flesh.

"Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to... I'm going to come,"

Xiao Hui involuntarily groaned in extreme pleasure, moving even faster back and forth.

With a long, satisfied moan, he quickly clamped his beautiful feet around the tip of his penis, and instantly, a thick stream of semen spurted from the tip
, flowing down her legs onto the sheets.

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