[Urban] Rebirth: The Creation of a Legend (Complete) - 16

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Volume 3, Chapter 24, Jiang Qiaoyun (1-6):

In order to allow his beloved mother to perfectly enjoy the afterglow, Ye Feng gently and rhythmically moved his strong waist, so that his still large and hot jade pillar would keep going in and out of his beloved mother's tender and moist jade passage. At the same time, he kissed his beloved mother's tender and red cherry lips. At this moment, Li Xinrou was in a state of extreme satisfaction from being loved by her beloved son. Her whole heart was floating, and she had no sense of reason. She only knew to respond passionately to her beloved son's kiss and enjoy the extremely beautiful feeling of floating in the sky and being filled with love.

After a while, Li Xinrou finally came to her senses. As soon as she did, she felt her beloved son's tender care and love, which made her feel extremely happy and sweet. Although she was reluctant to part with him, she gently pushed away her son's handsome face and smiled. Her smile bloomed like a flower, making her look extremely beautiful. Moreover, because it had only been a short time, her delicate face was now flushed with a faint blush, making her look exceptionally radiant.

Seeing his beloved mother's stunning beauty, Ye Feng's slightly calmed breathing quickened, and his deep, bright eyes filled with infatuation as he softly murmured, "Mom, you're so beautiful!" Hearing her son's adoring words, especially the look of adoration on his handsome face, Li Xinrou felt incredibly happy. She smiled gently and said softly, "Sweetie, you're so good to Mom, it makes me happy, so naturally I look beautiful!"

Ye Feng was completely captivated by his mother's sweet and tender words. It's undeniable that although Li Xinrou was originally a renowned beauty in the surrounding villages, a truly stunning woman, years of resentful and repressed life had slightly diminished her appearance. Now, with the love of her beloved son and the combined effects of martial arts cultivation, she had not only regained her former unparalleled beauty but had even surpassed it. Despite this fact, Ye Feng still smiled slightly and said softly, "Mom, you've always been a beauty, you've almost mesmerized me!" As he spoke, the infatuation in his deep, bright eyes deepened.

Receiving praise from her beloved son once again, Li Xinrou felt no annoyance whatsoever, but rather endless sweetness. However, she still said sweetly, "What's all this talk about beauty? As long as my darling still loves me so much, I don't care about any of that." As she spoke, her beautiful and charming eyes were filled with endless tenderness, mixed with a faint longing.

Hearing his beloved mother's words, filled with boundless affection and longing, Ye Feng felt incredibly happy. His deep, bright eyes filled with tenderness as he softly said, "Mom, I love you!" Although it was just a short sentence, Li Xinrou reacted strongly. Her delicate, boneless hands tightly embraced her beloved son's broad back, so tightly that it seemed she wanted to meld him into her own body. At the same time, she kept whispering in her son's ear, "Baby, baby, Mom loves you..."

Hearing his beloved mother's loving whispers, Ye Feng felt incredibly happy and sweet. However, he didn't say anything. He simply used his warm hands to gently stroke his beloved mother's silky back, and at the same time, he made an unchanging decision in his heart: to cherish his beloved mother, who loved him the most.

After a while, Li Xinrou's agitated emotions calmed down, but the feeling of happiness, sweetness, and contentment still lingered in her heart. She continued to hug her beloved son's back, though not as tightly, while still stroking him. Ye Feng and his beloved mother Li Xinrou embraced each other, burying their heads in each other's shoulders. Neither of them spoke, only stroking each other's backs. At this moment, silence spoke louder than words. A deep love tightly enveloped the two of them. This love was both the tenderness between mother and son and the affection between husband and wife, making them feel extremely happy.

After a long while, until Li Xinrou's emotions had completely calmed down, she finally felt her beloved son's large, hot jade pillar still hard and erect in her private parts. Although she was extremely shy, she felt even more sweetness and tenderness, and said in a soft voice, "Baby, why aren't you satisfied yet? Are you suffering from holding back? Come, let Mom serve you properly again." After saying this, Li Xinrou gently lifted herself up from her beloved son's strong and well-proportioned body with tender eyes. After she was fully seated, she began to move her slender and smooth waist up and down again.

Ye Feng naturally tried his best to meet his beloved mother's tenderness. At the same time, he was also suffering from holding back, and he couldn't help but reach out his warm hands and gently grasp his beloved mother's slender and smooth waist. At the same time, his strong waist kept thrusting upwards, just to chase endless desire with his beloved mother.

The bedroom was eerily quiet. Aside from the man's heavy breathing, the woman's voice, and the sounds of their bodies colliding, only the occasional melodious chirping of birds could be heard. But the two lovers on the white sheets, their hearts overflowing with love, were oblivious to all this, only knowing to cherish each other's bodies and souls, only wanting to pursue that ultimate beauty together.

After a long while, Li Xinrou had already climaxed twice. Her soft, boneless body was completely limp, unable to muster any strength, as soft as water. Yet, to satisfy her beloved son, she still tried her best to meet his affections from below. This deeply moved Ye Feng. Although he wanted to endure the burning pain alone, how could Li Xinrou let her beloved son suffer like this? She persisted in meeting her son's affections with her weary, limp body. Unable to resist his mother's love, Ye Feng could only continue to cherish and love his beloved mother.

Finally, just when Li Xinrou felt despair, Ye Feng could no longer endure the electric shock coursing through his body. He gasped, "Mom, I'm about to come!" Hearing her beloved son say this, Li Xinrou's heart skipped a beat. Although her body was completely weak, she still mustered her last bit of strength and tried her best to meet her beloved son.

After a while, Ye Feng hugged his beloved mother's soft, supple body tightly, thrust his strong waist a few times, and then pushed with all his might. The tip of his hot, large jade pillar broke through the layers of resistance on the jade passage and reached the soft, almost imperceptible flesh. With a shout from Ye Feng, the hot, large jade pillar throbbed violently, and then streams of scalding liquid shot out, directly into the depths of his beloved mother's tender womb.

After being struck hard by her beloved son, Li Xinrou could no longer bear it. She let out a high-pitched moan, her ten lovely jade toes tensing tightly. Her tender and moist jade passage contracted violently, but then relaxed, and at the same time, streams of cool fluid gushed out. Thus, Li Xinrou and her beloved son once again reached that endless blissful state...

After a while, Ye Feng and his beloved mother Li Xinrou finally came back to their senses from that incomparably beautiful world of bliss. However, they still held each other tightly, enjoying the unparalleled blissful feeling of spiritual and physical union. Neither of them spoke, but at this moment, silence spoke louder than words. A deep love tightly enveloped this man and woman who were not only mother and son, but also lovers.

After a while, Li Xinrou said softly, "Baby, you are so amazing. Mom can't possibly satisfy you all by herself. When you go to university, find a few more girlfriends. Anyway, we have money now, and we can support as many daughters-in-law as we want. As long as you are sincere to them and don't just play with their feelings, that's fine. As for Mom, as long as you still love Mom as much as you do, I'll be satisfied!" As she spoke, Li Xinrou's slender hand, which was on her beloved son's broad back, kept gently stroking it, but then she slowly stopped and gently placed it on her beloved son's back.

Hearing his beloved mother's affectionate and boundless words of forgiveness, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming sense of sweet satisfaction. He quickly and softly said, "Mom..." But when he looked up, he found that his beloved mother had already fallen asleep. Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with happiness and contentment, mixed with a hint of fatigue. This moved Ye Feng deeply, but he felt even more tenderness. He didn't want to wake his beloved mother, but instead gently lay down on her soft, supple body. He was so light and gentle, as if handling his most cherished treasure. He knew that after so many times, his beloved mother had become accustomed to him gently pressing down on her when she slept, and that this made her feel happy even in her dreams.

Sure enough, as Ye Feng gently pressed down on his beloved mother Li Xinrou's soft, supple body once again, although Li Xinrou was still fast asleep, a sweet and happy smile appeared on her incomparably beautiful face. Seeing his beloved mother so sweet and happy, Ye Feng's heart was filled with endless satisfaction. He simply gazed quietly at his beloved mother's beautiful face, her deep and bright eyes filled with endless tenderness, his heart filled with warmth and contentment.

After a long while, Li Xinrou was still sleeping peacefully and sweetly. Seeing his beloved mother like this, Ye Feng knew she was really exhausted. This reminded him of the charming expression on his beloved mother's face earlier, when she insisted on satisfying him no matter what. A feeling of happiness and sweetness welled up in his heart, and his heart was completely filled with a feeling called satisfaction. At the same time, a feeling of pity and love arose. Although he was reluctant to leave his beloved mother's soft and tender body, he gently rolled off her body and carried her towards the bathroom. He knew that although it might be more comfortable for his beloved mother to sleep like this without disturbing her, her constitution was too weak, especially since she had just ejaculated. If she slept in such a damp environment, she would definitely catch a cold.

So as not to wake his beloved mother who was fast asleep, Ye Feng carried her down the stairs with exceptional gentleness, fearing that he might disturb her in the slightest. However, after much effort, when he finally placed his beloved mother's soft, watery body into the warm water, Li Xinrou gently opened her beautiful and charming eyes. Seeing her beloved son carefully and gently washing her body, she felt extremely sweet inside, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled sweetly and looked at her beloved son with eyes full of tenderness.

Ye Feng, who was carefully washing his beloved mother's stunning beauty, seemed to sense her gaze. He gently raised his head and found his mother looking at him with tender eyes. This made him feel extremely happy. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Mom, are you awake? It's all my fault for waking you up."

Hearing her beloved son's self-reproachful words, and especially seeing the love in his deep, bright eyes, Li Xinrou felt extremely happy. Her heart felt as if it were filled with sweet honey. However, she still said softly, "Baby, it's all my fault. I can't even accept your love. I'm so useless." At the end, there was a hint of sadness in Li Xinrou's voice.

Seeing the dejected look on his beloved mother's stunningly beautiful face, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming surge of pity and love. He quickly said softly, "Mom, it's not your fault. It's all because your son is too strong. You've already tried your best." As he spoke, to better comfort his beloved mother, Ye Feng gently pulled her soft, supple body into his embrace, placing his warm hands on her smooth, silky back and stroking it gently.

Li Xinrou naturally didn't resist her son's embrace at all, but gently nestled into it. She didn't refute her son's words, but she made a decision in her heart that was somewhat difficult for her to accept: to find more women for her beloved son, just to satisfy him.

Ye Feng, gently embracing his beloved mother, was naturally unaware of her inner thoughts. However, this had no effect on him; he continued to caress her smooth, silky back. Li Xinrou nestled gently in her beloved son's warm and alluring embrace, quietly enjoying the sweet, intimate feeling of their bodies pressed together, their hearts intertwined.

After a while, they gently separated. Ye Feng then continued to wash his mother's sweat-soaked body, while Li Xinrou, despite her own weakness and soreness, ignored her son's protests and gently wiped his strong, well-proportioned body with her delicate, boneless hands, her heart filled with sweetness and pride.

After Ye Feng cleaned his beloved mother's delicate skin, which was still damp with fragrant sweat, he carried her to the bedroom on the second floor. He changed the sheets and gently laid her down, covering her with a thin blanket. With a slight smile, he said softly, "Mom, you should rest well. I have to go to the clinic; some villagers might be waiting for me." Hearing her son's words, Li Xinrou, though wanting him to stay with her, knew the villagers' health was far more important. She didn't stop him, suppressing her reluctance, and smiled gently, saying, "Sweetie, go ahead. Don't worry about Mom. Mom is a grown woman; I'll take good care of myself." "Take care of yourself."

Hearing his beloved mother's understanding and affectionate words, Ye Feng felt incredibly sweet. He gently kissed her smooth, jade-like forehead, but when he turned around, he found she had already fallen asleep. This filled him with endless sweetness and tenderness. He gently tucked her in, then carefully dressed her before quietly leaving the house…

After leaving his house, Ye Feng headed towards the small clinic. Along the way, many enthusiastic villagers greeted him, and he responded to each one, feeling happy and moved by their kindness. His resolve to help the villagers prosper only strengthened. After

walking for a while, Ye Feng arrived at the small clinic left to him by his grandfather. Seeing no villagers waiting for treatment, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It would be a terrible sin to delay their medical care because of his personal matters.

Ye Feng didn't usually carry the key to the small clinic with him. Instead, he kept it in the compartment behind the threshold of the clinic's wooden door. Firstly, this was a habit of his grandfather, and Ye Feng did this to commemorate his respected grandfather. Secondly, carrying it around was inconvenient, and it might get lost, causing unnecessary trouble. Over time, almost all the villagers knew about this, but they rarely used the key unless there was a very urgent matter and they couldn't find Ye Feng. Only then would they open the clinic's wooden door themselves and go inside to wait. Thirdly, this made it convenient for the villagers; if they needed medicinal herbs, they could go in and get them themselves.

Sure enough, Ye Feng gently squatted down and found the key, slightly rusty, lying there quietly. He reached out and gently picked it up, examining it carefully. The mottled rust, bearing witness to the passage of time, seemed like a medal from his grandfather's life. This reminded Ye Feng of the scenes when his grandfather taught him medicine, and he was momentarily lost in reminiscence and remembrance, his deep, bright eyes filled with a look of longing.

After a while, Ye Feng finally snapped out of his reverie, smiled slightly, a smile full of determination. His resolve to carry forward the medical skills left by his grandfather grew even stronger. He gently inserted the cold iron key into the old-fashioned lock on the wooden door, twisted it a few times with a little force, and the lock opened silently. Ye Feng removed the key and placed it back in the threshold, then walked into the clinic.

Upon entering, he noticed the old-fashioned clock on the left wall showed ten o'clock, which surprised Ye Feng. He hadn't expected it to be so late, but he wasn't overly surprised. A sweet feeling of satisfaction welled up inside him, and he thought of his beloved mother's tenderness and love.

After a while, Ye Feng finally came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and walked towards the pale yellow wooden counter in the center of the hall, which seemed to have witnessed countless years. Reaching the counter, Ye Feng picked up the modern medical books on it and began to read them slowly, while waiting for the villagers to come for treatment.

Having been away from the clinic for about a week, many villagers soon arrived. Fortunately, they all had minor ailments and were seen quickly. Ye Feng noticed that his ink was almost gone. He always wrote prescriptions for the villagers with a brush, even though he usually dispensed their medicine and didn't need them written. He wrote them anyway, just so that if anything unexpected happened, he could prescribe the right medicine again. Moreover, brushstrokes remain unchanged even after a long time, which is why Ye Feng developed excellent calligraphy skills—a habit he inherited from his grandfather. At first, Ye Feng was confused by his grandfather's writing style, but after some explanation, he understood. This deepened his respect for his grandfather, and he maintained this habit. Although it seemed tedious at first, he got used to it over time and considered it an essential part of his medical practice.

After watching the last villager leave satisfied, Ye Feng noticed the clock on the wall showed eleven o'clock. He hadn't expected an hour to pass so quickly, but he wasn't surprised. He smiled slightly, stood up gently, stretched, and left the small clinic, heading straight for the ink shop. The clinic door didn't need to be locked. The villagers were very honest and kind; they would usually gather herbs from the mountains and bring them here, so they wouldn't touch them. Even if there were a few exceptions, the herbs weren't worth much and wouldn't be used. Generally, if Ye Feng was away for an hour or more, or if it was nighttime, he wouldn't lock the clinic door.

Walking along the country lanes, many villagers warmly invited Ye Feng to their homes for meals, but he declined them all. This made the villagers feel regretful, and at the same time, they respected him even more. After walking for a while, a two-story building with an old-fashioned courtyard came into Ye Feng's view. A small wooden sign stood in front of the gate with the words "Small Shop" written on it.

Ye Feng went inside and found that the main hall was empty. He wasn't too surprised and smiled slightly before heading towards the ink display. Sure enough, bottles of ink, both black and blue, and neatly arranged calligraphy brushes were on the wooden shelves, not a speck of dust on them. The small shop didn't usually sell calligraphy brushes and ink, but after Ye's grandfather came here to buy ink once, the shopkeeper secretly remembered it and started selling ink and calligraphy brushes. Although almost no one bought them normally, it made things much more convenient for Ye's grandfather whenever he needed them, as he no longer had to ask the villagers going to town to bring them back. Now that Ye's grandfather had passed away, Ye Feng had inherited his habit, and the ink and calligraphy brushes hadn't been removed from the small shop.

After taking a bottle of ink, Ye Feng didn't open the box to check. He'd bought so many things here and hadn't found anything wrong; there was no need to inspect them. He gently slipped his right hand into his pocket, and as expected, he touched a soft piece of paper. He pulled it out and saw it was indeed a ten-yuan bill. Li Xinrou always put it in her beloved son's pocket after collecting the laundry, just so he wouldn't be embarrassed by not having money. However, Ye Feng had never used it, so over time the bill had become soft, and because Li Xinrou had accidentally washed it a few times, it had faded slightly, looking somewhat dull. Looking at the bill in his hand, Ye Feng recalled his beloved mother's tender and loving expression, which made him feel incredibly sweet. At the same time, he felt a slight urgency; he couldn't wait to get home and be with his beloved mother. So, with a slight smile, he tightly gripped the bill in his hand and walked towards the courtyard behind the hall… Still relying on his hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large-particle protrusions closely resemble female physiological structure, providing a more realistic experience... well-proportioned and irresistible! Click to enter. Sure enough

, just as Ye Feng guessed, upon entering the courtyard, Ye Feng saw a young woman sitting on a small stool washing clothes. This woman was about twenty years old, wearing a light blue long-sleeved top. Although the clothes were somewhat loose, they could not conceal her ample bosom. She was also wearing light blue pants. Due to the angle, her entire figure could not be seen clearly, but her legs were still very slender and straight. Her shoulder-length, jet-black hair was tied into a ponytail and placed behind her head, looking exceptionally refined. And because of this, even though she was looking down, her face was still exceptionally soft.

This is Jiang Qiaoyun, the owner of the convenience store. Her story is quite interesting. In this area, there were three famous beauties: two were Ye Feng's mother, Li Xinrou, and Zhao Guo'er's mother, Liu Yerong. She was the last one. While Li Xinrou and Liu Yerong's experiences were difficult, with both losing their husbands shortly after marriage, Jiang Qiaoyun's fate was even more unfortunate. She came from a neighboring village to Ye Feng's, a much poorer village. Her parents were materialistic, marrying their own daughter off to this village for a relatively high dowry. Jiang Qiaoyun's husband was named Wu Gang. Just like his name, this man had no manly spirit whatsoever, spending his days idly and doing nothing productive. The dowry was the last inheritance he received from his parents, which allowed him to marry Jiang Qiaoyun, a beautiful and gentle woman. However, he... He showed no appreciation whatsoever. Even after marriage, he remained idle and lazy, spending his days stealing melons from one neighbor's house or picking dates from another, causing chaos in the small village and incurring the resentment of many villagers. Moreover, for some unknown reason, this man, who shouldn't even be called a man, frequently beat and abused his wife. Initially, the villagers tried to intervene, but he would always retort, "It's my business if I beat my wife. It's none of your concern." The villagers, with their relatively backward thinking, didn't agree with Wu Gang's words, but they couldn't refute them either. They believed it was someone else's family matter and they had no right to intervene, so they couldn't stop him unless he beat Jiang Qiaoyun severely. This was understandable; it was all they could do.

No matter how bad her husband was, how much he bullied and beat her, Jiang Qiaoyun continued to serve him gently, managing the household chores while enduring his endless abuse. In her heart, since Wu Gang was her husband, she should serve him well. This left the villagers in the small village sighing, "A beautiful flower stuck in cow dung."

Finally, Jiang Qiaoyun's suffering began to ease. As if even heaven couldn't tolerate Wu Gang anymore, this scoundrel, while loitering aimlessly in the county town, was involved in a car accident and died instantly. After court mediation, the perpetrator paid 200,000 yuan in compensation. Since Wu Gang had no parents or children, this huge sum of compensation fell entirely on Jiang Qiaoyun's shoulders. This was perhaps the only good thing Wu Gang ever did.

Before Wu Gang's seven-day mourning period had even ended, Jiang Qiaoyun's parents came knocking on her door. Having somehow learned of the situation, they immediately demanded the 200,000 yuan compensation, claiming it was to cover her younger brother's education and future wedding expenses. Jiang Qiaoyun was initially reluctant to pay, as she needed the money for her future livelihood. However, she deeply loved her only brother and handed over the entire 200,000 yuan to her parents. Her parents left happily, leaving Jiang Qiaoyun alone to observe the seven-day mourning period for Wu Gang.

Just after the seven-day mourning period, Jiang Qiaoyun's parents came knocking again, this time with a lewd middle-aged man. The way he looked at Jiang Qiaoyun disgusted her. She couldn't understand where they had found him, and they claimed it was to provide her with someone to rely on for the rest of her life. Having gone through so much, Jiang Qiaoyun naturally understood her parents' intentions, and a feeling of utter bitterness and despair welled up inside her. She never expected her parents to push her to the brink of despair again and again. This time, Jiang Qiaoyun didn't meekly compromise with her parents as usual. Instead, she abandoned her usual gentleness and confronted them on the spot, listing all their faults. Jiang Qiaoyun's father lost face and even tried to force his daughter to remarry by using their father-daughter relationship. Filled with endless despair, Jiang Qiaoyun completely understood her parents' ugly faces. In despair, she gave a cold laugh and finally severed ties with her parents.

No matter how difficult life was, life had to go on. A few days after severing ties with her parents, Jiang Qiaoyun rallied. Looking at the empty house left to her by her husband, Wu Gang, and the only 1,000 yuan she had, she felt a deep sense of helplessness. This was her only possession. However, there was a solution. She borrowed a total of 5,000 yuan from several kind and generous villagers and opened a small shop in her yard. Since there were two schools nearby, there was a lot of foot traffic. In addition, the prices were not expensive, only a little more than going to the market in terms of travel expenses. Moreover, she never encountered any quality problems. Over time, more and more people came to patronize the shop. While bringing convenience to the villagers, it also brought her considerable income. Soon, she had completely earned back the 5,000 yuan she had borrowed, and the shop began to truly profit. Jiang Qiaoyun's life continued like this.

As the saying goes, a widow's door is always a source of trouble. Although the villagers in the small village were very simple and honest, there are all sorts of birds in a big forest, and occasionally, quite a few men with ill intentions would come to bother her. In order to protect herself, Jiang Qiaoyun's personality became fierce, and she would not show any mercy to those men with ill intentions. Moreover, whenever this happened, the villagers would come to help, and those disgusting men could only slink away. However, when she was with kind villagers or children, she would change her usual fierceness and become warm and kind, showing her most authentic side. This is Jiang Qiaoyun, the real Jiang Qiaoyun.

Although Ye Feng was wearing thick sandals, his body was very light due to his cultivation of the "Manipulating Women's Heart Sutra," and he walked without making a sound. However, Jiang Qiaoyun still gently raised her head, and her exquisite face was immediately revealed. Her forehead was as smooth as jade, her delicate eyebrows were like the dark green of distant mountains, her bright eyes were mixed with sadness, her delicate oval face, her red and moist cherry lips, and her small ears combined to form an extremely beautiful face. She looked incredibly beautiful.

Upon seeing Ye Feng enter, a flash of joy appeared in Jiang Qiaoyun's bright eyes. Her beautiful, delicate face beamed with happiness as she warmly and softly said, "It's you! Xiao Feng." Hearing Jiang Qiaoyun's warm and gentle voice, Ye Feng felt extremely comfortable. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Aunt Yun, I've come to buy ink. Why are you washing clothes at home?"

Seeing Ye Feng's smile, Jiang Qiaoyun's heart, which had not been stirred for many years, fluttered. She found Ye Feng so charming at this moment, and a surge of infatuation welled up in her heart. However, her exquisite face showed no sign of this, and she still responded warmly and softly, "Oh, it's like this! The river is a bit far from here, so I was too lazy to go out. Besides, I only get a little sweaty, so a quick wash is enough. There's no need to go to the river to wash. Of course, the most important thing is that it allows me to be lazy. I just hope you won't laugh at Aunt Yun." After saying this, Jiang Qiaoyun giggled, her laughter soft and melodious.

Hearing Jiang Qiaoyun's cheerful words and pleasant laughter, Ye Feng was also very happy. He smiled slightly and said softly, "How could I laugh at Aunt Yun? I often slack off too. This is for ink, Aunt Yun, please accept it." After saying that, Ye Feng handed over the ten-yuan bill in his right hand. Hearing Ye Feng's words, Aunt Yun said warmly and softly, "If you want to buy something, you can just call out in the lobby or put the money on the counter. There's no need to go through all this trouble and come all the way here." As she spoke, Jiang Qiaoyun gently wiped her delicate hands, which were covered in cold water, on the clothes next to her before standing up to take the bill from Ye Feng's hand.

However, perhaps due to sitting for too long, Jiang Qiaoyun stumbled and fell as soon as she stood up. Seeing this, Ye Feng quickly reached out and gently caught her slender waist. Unfortunately, due to the slippery ground, Ye Feng also lost his balance and fell. However, he managed to shift his position midway, landing beneath Jiang Qiaoyun.

But no matter how hard Ye Feng tried, with a "thud," he fell onto the muddy ground. Fortunately, due to his strong physique, he didn't feel much pain. Then, Jiang Qiaoyun's soft, supple body fell onto him, and by sheer coincidence, their lips met in a kiss.

Nothing tastes better than mineral water, and nothing kisses better than a young woman's lips. Ye Feng had already fully experienced the benefits of kissing his beloved mother. The moment he kissed Jiang Qiaoyun's red and moist cherry lips, the soft and moist perfect touch made him feel extremely comfortable. At the same time, the desire that had been suppressed for the sake of his beloved mother suddenly surged into his heart with a "bang," making him unable to help but reach out his hands and hug her soft and watery body tightly, while kissing her tender and moist lips incessantly.

After Ye Feng kissed her lips, a sweet, electric sensation surged through Jiang Qiaoyun's heart, making her feel light and carefree, which was incredibly pleasant. However, her first reaction was to pull away immediately. Ye Feng's embrace of her soft body made her incredibly shy. She was about to struggle, but seeing the longing in Ye Feng's deep, bright eyes, she felt an overwhelming surge of pity and tenderness. At the same time, she couldn't help but want to satisfy Ye Feng, which made her hesitate and struggle. However, she quickly made up her mind and sighed in her heart, "Just this once? Just this once!" Jiang Qiaoyun comforted herself like this as she awkwardly responded to Ye Feng's kiss. Although she thought this way, her heart was filled with endless sweetness.

After receiving Jiang Qiaoyun's response, Ye Feng's desire burned even more intensely. He couldn't help but fiercely kiss her soft, delicate lips, while his warm hands vigorously caressed her smooth, jade-like back. Jiang Qiaoyun felt extremely shy under Ye Feng's forceful caresses, completely unsure of what to do. She could only awkwardly respond to Ye Feng's kisses, gently rubbing her moist, delicate lips against his thin lips.

After a while, with the intense burning within him, Ye Feng felt incredibly thirsty. Jiang Qiaoyun's soft, moist lips could alleviate his inner heat, but that wasn't enough. So, he extended his burning tongue beyond his thin lips, forcefully striking Jiang Qiaoyun's neatly closed teeth.

Ye Feng's tongue tapped against Jiang Qiaoyun's pearly teeth, which confused her. She didn't know what Ye Feng was trying to do, but the relentless effort of his tongue to penetrate her mouth, coupled with the intense longing in his deep, bright eyes, immediately made Jiang Qiaoyun understand Ye Feng's intention. Although extremely shy, she gently opened her red, moist cherry lips, and her tightly closed teeth slowly parted.

Sensing Jiang Qiaoyun's cooperation, Ye Feng naturally took the opportunity to slip inside. As soon as his tongue entered her moist and tender mouth, Ye Feng began to search for the cool, sweet saliva, then continuously scooped it up, sucking it into his mouth and swallowing it forcefully.

Hearing the continuous swallowing sounds, Jiang Qiaoyun naturally understood what was happening, which made her extremely shy. She hadn't expected Ye Feng to be swallowing her saliva, which made her feel extremely embarrassed. At the same time, an infinite sweetness welled up in her heart, and she couldn't help but wholeheartedly respond to Ye Feng's kiss.

After a while, Ye Feng's hot tongue began to entwine with Jiang Qiaoyun's wet and tender little tongue, then pulled it into his mouth and licked it hard. At the same time, his warm hands followed her soft and watery skin, gently touching her perky and erect breasts. The smooth, soft, and elastic texture made him feel extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but lick them harder.

As Ye Feng's tongue fiercely licked her small face, Jiang Qiaoyun felt as if her heart was being sucked out. Her heart was filled with sweetness. Although she felt Ye Feng's hands moving incessantly over her body, making her incredibly shy, Jiang Qiaoyun, having already made her decision, didn't pay much attention and continued to passively respond to Ye Feng's kisses…

After a while, Ye Feng felt that Jiang Qiaoyun's thin clothing was preventing them from getting any closer, so his hands, which had been constantly rising, began to move down, eventually reaching the waist of her light blue long sleeves. He then gently grasped them and began to lift them up. Feeling Ye Feng's actions, Jiang Qiaoyun felt even more shy, but having already decided to give herself to Ye Feng, she didn't resist, though she still felt a little eager and tender… "Xiao Feng, don't stay here, let's go back to the room,"

Jiang Qiaoyun said. Hearing this, Ye Feng finally snapped out of his reverie. Seeing Aunt Yun's shy face, disheveled hair, and disheveled clothes, he immediately realized what he had just done. He was shocked, realizing he had lost himself in the moment again. However, seeing the pity, tacit consent, and faint longing in Aunt Yun's beautiful and charming eyes, his heart calmed down, and a surge of tenderness and affection welled up within him. Besides, things had already reached a point where he had no choice but to act. So he smiled slightly, turned over, and gently climbed off Aunt Yun's soft and smooth body, then carried her towards the small house next door.

After being lifted up by Ye Feng, Jiang Qiaoyun became even more shy, and an endless sweetness welled up in her heart. Being held by Ye Feng like this, her body completely nestled in his arms, the feeling of being protected filled her lonely heart with endless comfort. She liked this feeling of being cared for, so she smiled softly, and although she was very shy, she still gently stretched out her delicate, boneless hands and gently wrapped them around Ye Feng's fair neck, just to get closer to him.

Ye Feng had lived in the small village for so long, so he was naturally very familiar with the architectural style of the village houses. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the small house, he saw a double bed with white sheets. This was obviously the bedroom. Although the bedroom was small, it was decorated very warmly. However, Ye Feng had no time to care about that at the moment. So he quickly carried Aunt Yun's soft, watery body to the bedside, gently put her down, and then reached out his hands to gently grasp the bottom of her light blue top and gently lifted it up again.

Sensing Ye Feng's movements, Jiang Qiaoyun's heart, which had just begun to calm down, was immediately gripped again. She realized that the most crucial moment was about to begin, and she felt so nervous that she wanted to run away. However, the longing in Ye Feng's deep eyes made her unable to resist at all. She only wanted to satisfy his desire. So, with her delicate, boneless hands, she gripped the white sheets tightly, making wrinkles in them. Her heart was filled with a mixture of shyness, anticipation, and worry as she waited for Ye Feng.

Finally, the light blue top was completely removed from Jiang Qiaoyun's body, revealing her collarbone, her high, firm breasts that seemed to be struggling to break free of the white bra, her flat stomach, and her cute navel. Her exquisitely beautiful and delicate figure was truly breathtaking, captivating him completely. His deep, bright eyes were filled with fascination, and the flames in his heart burned even more intensely, to the point that he desperately wanted to remove the obstructive white bra to fully appreciate the perfection within. So, his hands gently and slowly moved down along her collarbone... Finally, he arrived at her breasts. The moment they touched, even through the slightly thick bra, a soft, delicate sensation spread throughout his body, flowing from her fingers to the depths of his heart, making him feel incredibly comfortable. The sensation was particularly intense, making him irresistibly drawn to her. However, he didn't forget his initial intention. After a while, her hands followed the perfect curves of her breasts, gently touching the buttons on her back. At the same time, her deep, bright eyes held a longing look as she gazed at Jiang Qiaoyun.

Feeling Ye Feng's hands on her back, Jiang Qiaoyun felt extremely shy, a surge of nervousness welling up inside her. However, the longing in Ye Feng's eyes calmed her slightly, replaced by endless tenderness and affection. Despite her shyness, she gently arched her slender, smooth waist to match Ye Feng's movements. Her delicate face was filled with endless bashfulness, the faint blush making her look incredibly beautiful.

Feeling Aunt Yun's cooperation, Ye Feng was overjoyed, his passion burning even brighter. Without hesitation, he gently applied pressure with his hands on Aunt Yun's smooth, silky back. With a crisp "snap," the milky-white bra slipped off her flawless breasts, revealing her exquisitely high breasts. Her breasts, like jade bowls, were upside down on her chest, the two cherry-like nipples at the top looking incredibly beautiful. Their bouncing movements added to their allure. Seeing this breathtaking scene, Ye Feng was completely mesmerized, staring intently at her perfect breasts, oblivious to the warmth of the bra still in his hands.

Ye Feng's direct gaze and undisguised infatuation made Jiang Qiaoyun feel shy, yet also filled with pride and sweetness. However, she made no move, simply lying there quietly, letting Ye Feng admire her pride. Her beautiful, captivating eyes were watery and filled with endless tenderness.

After a while, Ye Feng finally snapped out of his reverie, seeing her gazing at him tenderly. A wave of sweetness washed over him. He smiled slightly, and though reluctant, gently placed the warm, milky-white bra, still carrying the scent of Aunt Yun, aside. He then buried his handsome face in her breasts.

Even before he touched her, a rich, milky fragrance mixed with a subtle sweetness wafted into Ye Feng's nose, flowing through his veins and into the depths of his heart, making him feel incredibly comfortable. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the milky fragrance intensified, the exhilarating sensation coursing through his body making him feel as if he were ascending to heaven.

After a while, Ye Feng finally came to his senses. Looking at the perfect beauty so close to him, an endless desire welled up in his heart. He gently kissed the milky white...

Volume 3, Chapter 24, Jiang Qiaoyun (7,8,9,10,11)

As soon as he kissed the tender, high mound, a smooth and soft sensation flowed down his thin lips and spread to all parts of Ye Feng's body. The perfect touch made him feel extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but thrust harder. With Ye Feng's continuous thrusting, the perfect mound formed indentations, but they immediately returned to their original shape, constantly changing their form, making the pair of jade rabbits look exceptionally beautiful. As for the other jade rabbit that was not covered, Ye Feng naturally would not let it go at all. He stretched out his warm hands and gently lifted it.

As Ye Feng held her tightly in his mouth, Jiang Qiaoyun felt as if her heart was being sucked out. Her heart fluttered, filled with endless sweetness. She couldn't help but reach out her soft, jade-like hands and gently encircle Ye Feng's fair neck, pulling him closer. At the same time, her exquisitely beautiful face, flushed with a faint blush, radiated boundless maternal glow.

Since the death of her husband, Wu Gang, Jiang Qiaoyun had given up hope for love. But as life improved day by day, her heart grew increasingly lonely. She also had the most basic desire of a woman: to have a child and experience the happiness of motherhood. However, this was destined to be impossible, because someone as chaste as her was destined never to do such a thing. Countless times she woke up in her dreams to an empty bedroom, without the child she longed for. Sometimes she thought of giving herself to any man, and then she would have a child. But her inner purity wouldn't allow her to do so.

Whenever she saw women in the village, even those her age or younger, holding hands or cuddling with their beloved children, she felt immense envy. Over time, her longing for children deepened, which is why she was so affectionate towards them. Ye Feng was someone she had watched grow up; his excellence, kindness, and handsomeness had all left a profound impression on her. In her heart, if she had a child in the future, he would surely be as perfect as Ye Feng. Over time, the child in her heart gradually merged with Ye Feng. In many dreams, she even saw her child as Ye Feng. Ultimately, she developed an endless maternal affection for Ye Feng. Whenever she saw him, an overwhelming sweetness of motherhood would rise in her heart. This is why she couldn't feel any resistance towards Ye Feng and only wanted to fulfill all his wishes.

Now, with Ye Feng gazing upon her with such pride, Jiang Qiaoyun's dream and reality completely merged, filling her with an overwhelming sense of happiness and sweetness. For a moment, she couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, murmuring softly, "Baby, baby, Mommy loves you..." Hearing Aunt Yun's soft, gentle murmur, Ye Feng's passion vanished. He looked up, astonished by Aunt Yun's exquisite and perfect face, his deep, bright eyes filled with endless confusion.

After the burning passion on her towering, proud head disappeared, Jiang Qiaoyun snapped out of her sweet bliss. Seeing Ye Feng staring at her with surprise, she was startled, suddenly realizing what she had just done. But at this moment, there was no need to hide her true feelings. She smiled gently and said softly, "Xiao Feng, let Aunt Yun be your mother?" After saying this, her beautiful, captivating eyes were filled with endless eagerness and anticipation.

Hearing Aunt Yun's words, Ye Feng was startled and conflicted. In his past life, after experiencing endless loneliness and pain, his desolate heart was filled with an endless longing to be cared for, forming an indelible Oedipus complex. This was why, after his rebirth, he was willing to do everything he could to satisfy his mother and not want to disappoint her in any way. Fortunately, this complex didn't affect him much, otherwise he would be the kind of person who only loved mature women. Now, Aunt Yun's wish fulfilled his desire, but he still had reservations. He didn't want his beloved mother to be disappointed in the slightest. However, when he saw the longing and maternal glow in her beautiful and charming eyes, he no longer hesitated. He had decided to agree to Aunt Yun's request because he didn't want to disappoint her and believed that his beloved mother would understand.

Just as Jiang Qiaoyun was waiting with growing disappointment and even despair, Ye Feng spoke. His soft voice, filled with boundless tenderness, called out, "Mommy!" Though it was just a gentle word, a simple address, Jiang Qiaoyun's reaction was like a thunderclap. She hugged Ye Feng tightly, as if trying to meld him into her body, and cried with joy, "My darling, my precious baby!"

Seeing Aunt Yun's beautiful face streaked with tears, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming surge of pity and love. He gently stroked her delicate face with his warm hands and whispered, "Mommy, don't cry!" Ye Feng's loving gesture made Jiang Qiaoyun feel even sweeter and more content. She smiled slightly, her tear-streaked face looking exceptionally beautiful, and said urgently and softly, "My darling, Mommy won't cry. Mommy is happy. My darling, do you know? Mommy..." Then, Jiang Qiaoyun poured out her maternal love for Ye Feng without reservation.

After listening to Aunt Yun's explanation, Ye Feng finally understood her thoughts and was shocked. He hadn't expected that he was so important to Aunt Yun, which made him incredibly happy. At the same time, his tenderness for Aunt Yun deepened. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Mom, you're so good! I love you!"

Ye Feng's words, filled with infatuation and endless tenderness, made Jiang Qiaoyun feel extremely happy. She buried her head in Ye Feng's ear and whispered excitedly, "Baby, Mom's good baby..." Hearing Aunt Yun's motherly whispers, Ye Feng's heart was filled with even more sweetness. However, he didn't say anything, but simply stretched out his hands and gently stroked her smooth back, silently comforting her. After receiving her beloved son, Jiang Qiaoyun felt extremely sweet. Her excited emotions slowly calmed down, but she didn't break free from Ye Feng's embrace. Instead, she lay there softly, savoring the warmth of her beloved son.

And so the man and woman, though not mother and son, felt a bond stronger than that of mother and son, embracing tightly. Neither spoke, and though they were not related by blood, an endless maternal affection flowed between them…

After a long while, Ye Feng, inhaling the faint fragrance of Aunt Yun's body, mingled with boundless love, felt a warmth fill his heart. However, the passion that had just extinguished began to burn again, and after experiencing such intense emotional turmoil, that longing had deepened. So he gently broke free from Aunt Yun's soft, boneless embrace, smiled slightly, and… He said urgently and softly, "Mommy, I want to eat your milk."

Hearing her beloved son say this, Jiang Qiaoyun's heart was filled with endless tenderness and love, and all her previous reservations vanished. She smiled gently and said softly, "Baby, whatever you want, Mommy will give it to you. Come, Mommy will give it to you." After saying that, Jiang Qiaoyun stretched out her delicate, boneless hands and gently wrapped them around her beloved son's arms. With a slight pull, Ye Feng's handsome face drew closer to her exquisite breasts, and he lifted his head slightly, letting his proud and soft breasts press even closer to his cheeks.

Hearing Aunt Yun's words full of tenderness and love, Ye Feng's heart was filled with endless satisfaction and sweetness. Especially the endless tenderness on her peerless face and the maternal love in her beautiful and charming eyes made him feel extremely happy. However, he did not refuse the jade rabbit that was about to touch his thin lips at all. He smiled slightly and kissed it again.

As Jiang Qiaoyun eagerly awaited, Ye Feng kissed Aunt Yun's breasts once more. Although he had already experienced it perfectly, the soft, smooth, and elastic touch still captivated him. He couldn't help but thrust harder, while simultaneously reaching out his warm hands to gently grasp the other breast, moving it gently and rhythmically.

After her beloved son's sensitive breasts were once again aroused, Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly happy. Having acknowledged Ye Feng as her beloved son, coupled with her changed state of mind, she felt an endless sweet satisfaction. She gently placed her soft, boneless hands in her son's hair, letting him indulge in the pride of her breasts. Her beautiful, captivating eyes were watery, filled with boundless tenderness and maternal radiance.

After a while, Ye Feng seemed no longer satisfied with simple things. He couldn't help but put the cute cherry at the top into his mouth, then forcefully lifted it up. He gently pinched the other cherry between his thumb and forefinger and gently lifted it up. With Ye Feng's touch, a slight electric shock rose from the sensitive cherry and then directly impacted the depths of Jiang Qiaoyun's heart, making her feel extremely comfortable. She couldn't help but want to express her feelings, but due to shyness, she could only forcefully endure it. Moreover, she felt that her most shameful place was flowing with cold water, which made her even more shy. However, she did not struggle at all and still sweetly allowed her beloved son to kiss her proud and soft body.

Only when Aunt Yun's two nipples were fully erect, about the size of two peanuts, did he gently release them. Looking at those exquisitely beautiful, high, soft breasts covered in the wet marks he had left, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming sense of pride and satisfaction. At the same time, his desire deepened. His hands then traced a path down her flat stomach, her cute belly button, and her slender waist, reaching the waistband of her light blue trousers. He grasped the belt and gently pulled it down

. Feeling her beloved son's actions, Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly shy. However, she couldn't bring herself to refuse him; she only wanted to fulfill all his desires. Therefore, she offered no resistance, simply lifting her slender waist to match his movements, her face flushed with shyness as she awaited his next move. Her delicate, boneless hands crumpled the white sheets, revealing her intense nervousness.

Seeing Aunt Yun's cooperation, Ye Feng was overjoyed, feeling immense gratitude and satisfaction. At the same time, his burning desire intensified, causing his constantly tugging hands to tighten even more. Amidst Jiang Qiaoyun's nervous shyness and Ye Feng's expectant longing, the light blue trousers finally slipped completely off her soft, watery skin.

As the trousers fell away, Jiang Qiaoyun's boundless beauty was instantly revealed, half-concealed and half-exposed before Ye Feng's eyes. Ten crystal-clear toes, perfectly curved feet, and straight, slender calves, like rounded snowflakes, combined to form a pair of incomparably beautiful breasts. However, what captivated Ye Feng even more was the mysterious inverted triangle area. Although covered by a milky white veil, the boundless scenery within could still be vaguely seen. A few thick, dark hairs peeked out from the edges. Because they were wet with spring water, the obvious protrusions and the creases within were exceptionally clear, and the half-concealed appearance added to their irresistible allure.

Seeing such a breathtaking scene before him, Ye Feng's heart burned intensely, and he couldn't help but reach out and continue to remove Aunt Yun's last remaining covering. His breathing became exceptionally rapid, sounding particularly clear in the quiet bedroom.

Feeling her beloved son's movements, Jiang Qiaoyun felt an immense tension rise within her, knowing that the most important moment was finally approaching. This made her tremble slightly with shyness, but the endless longing in her son's eyes filled her with tenderness. Although still incredibly shy, she gently raised her slender, smooth waist, cooperating with her son's movements. However, the white sheets, gripped tightly, creased even more.

Finally, with Aunt Yun's cooperation, Ye Feng completely removed the milky white cloth that was Jiang Qiaoyun's last means of covering her body. Aunt Yun's most shameful, sacred, and beautiful place was then fully revealed to Ye Feng. A clump of jet-black, glossy hair, glistening with moisture, clung tightly to the top of the inverted triangle area. Two pink petals were gently half-closed, forming two distinct protrusions. In the gap between them, a cute bud quietly peeked out, with strands of clear moisture constantly flowing out.

Seeing such a beautiful and powerful scene before him, Ye Feng's passion exploded. He gently moved closer to that mysterious and alluring thing, and a faint, fragrant scent wafted into his nose, making him feel extremely comfortable. After taking a deep breath, in a state of pure bliss, he gently kissed those two lovely lips...

The moment they touched, a soft, almost melting sensation came from Ye Feng's thin lips, making him feel extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but take them into his mouth and gently lift them up. Then, streams of cool, fragrant liquid flowed into his mouth. He liked the slightly fishy taste mixed with the sweet fragrance, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly shy as her beloved son stared intently at her most intimate area. Just as she was about to express her embarrassment, her son unexpectedly kissed that area, making her even more shy. The constant swallowing sounds made her realize what her son was doing—he was drinking the fluid flowing from her private parts! The thought filled Jiang Qiaoyun with immense shock, and a wave of joy and satisfaction enveloped her. However, she immediately… "Baby, don't kiss Mommy there, it's dirty!" she said sweetly.

Hearing Aunt Yun say this, Ye Feng gently raised his head and saw her beautiful, delicate face looking at him with tenderness and longing. His heart was filled with endless sweetness. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Mommy's body isn't dirty at all. It smells so good here, baby likes it very much." After saying that, Ye Feng gently buried his handsome face in Aunt Yun's soft, delicate petals again, and this time he was even more forceful.

Hearing Ye Feng's infatuated words, Jiang Qiaoyun's heart was filled with endless sweetness. Her beloved son showed her no disgust at all, what more could she ask for? Although she still felt her private parts were dirty, she would give them to her beloved son as long as he liked them. So she didn't make any moves, but simply gripped the sheets tightly with her delicate, boneless hands, letting her beloved son do as he pleased with her most private parts. Fang's heart was filled with endless sweetness, and she resolved to clean her private parts thoroughly in the future, just for the sake of her beloved son's infatuation.

As Ye Feng continued, waves of electric, tingling pleasure rose from Jiang Qiaoyun's sensitive private parts and spread throughout her body. The electric sensation made her feel extremely comfortable, and at the same time, she felt an urge to urinate. As someone who had been through it all, she naturally knew what this meant. Fang's heart was filled with endless shyness, but even more so with sweetness, and she had a strong urge to express her feelings aloud. However, because of her shyness, and because she was facing her beloved son, she held back, because she didn't want to give her beloved son, whom she had been infatuated with for so long and had only recently recognized as her son, any bad impression.

After a while, Ye Feng was no longer satisfied with just simple licking. He couldn't help but use his teeth to hold the tender bud between the petals and then began to grind it vigorously. With Ye Feng's grinding, waves of extremely strong electric shocks quickly spread from the sensitive bud throughout Jiang Qiaoyun's body, then directly impacted the depths of her heart, making her feel extremely comfortable. She almost couldn't help but want to express her truest thoughts, but her last bit of reason stopped her. She just gripped the white sheet tightly, and the blue veins on her slender hands bulged slightly, looking exceptionally clear. Moreover, the white sheet wrinkled even more.

Not long after, Jiang Qiaoyun could no longer bear the electric shock coursing through her body. She let out a high-pitched moan: "Baby!" Her soft, watery body arched upwards, eagerly welcoming her beloved son's kiss. At the same time, her ten crystal-clear toes tensed tightly. But immediately, streams of cool, sweet liquid gushed from the depths of her moist, tender jade passage, and her body went completely limp, like a puddle of water.

Ye Feng naturally tried to swallow the gushing cool, sweet liquid, but he didn't swallow it. He simply stored it in his mouth. After a while, when the cool, sweet liquid stopped flowing, Ye Feng gently lifted his handsome face, which was covered in clear water droplets. Seeing Aunt Yun's face flushed with happiness and satisfaction, her cherry-like lips opening and closing unconsciously as she breathed, he felt an endless surge of pride and sweetness. He gently kissed her constantly opening and closing cherry-like lips.

At this moment, Jiang Qiaoyun was in a blissful state of being pampered by her beloved son. Her heart was floating, and she was oblivious to the things around her. She responded to her beloved son's kiss unconsciously, and then swallowed the cool and sweet liquid that Ye Feng passed to her.

After a while, Jiang Qiaoyun finally came to her senses, feeling her beloved son gently kissing her lips. Her heart was filled with endless satisfaction and sweetness. At the same time, the strange taste in his tender, moist mouth confused her a little, but she quickly realized that she had actually drunk the water flowing from her private parts, and through her beloved son's mouth no less. This made her extremely shy, but at the same time, a strange sweetness welled up in her heart, which she liked very much. With a sweet heart, she stretched out her soft, boneless hands to hug her beloved son's neck and said softly, "Baby, you are so good to Mommy, Mommy loves you to death!"

Hearing Aunt Yun say this, Ye Feng's heart was also filled with endless satisfaction and sweetness. He said softly, "Mommy, baby loves you too, but Mommy, baby, it hurts so much!" After saying that, Ye Feng gently held Aunt Yun's soft, boneless hands and placed them on his hot, large breasts.

The moment Jiang Qiaoyun touched Ye Feng's hot, large jade pillar, even through two layers of fabric, she could feel its heat and hardness. Its size and thickness particularly shocked her; the burning heat seemed to penetrate deep into her heart. A shameful impulse surged within her, causing her jade passage, which had just stopped flowing with cool spring water, to begin flowing again. Feeling this shameful change in her body, Jiang Qiaoyun's heart was filled with endless shyness. However, filled with boundless tenderness and love for her beloved son, she only wanted to satisfy his desires. So, disregarding her shyness, she smiled gently, her exquisite face full of doting affection, and said, "Baby, you must have been holding back for so long. Come on, take off your pants, let Mommy satisfy you properly." After saying this, her beautiful face was flushed with shyness, her faint blush making her look incredibly beautiful.

Hearing Aunt Yun's sweet and affectionate words, Ye Feng's heart was filled with endless sweetness. Without any hesitation, he quickly took off his shirt, followed by his capri pants and boxer shorts. As his clothes were removed, Ye Feng's strong and well-proportioned body was fully revealed to Jiang Qiaoyun's eyes. Although it didn't have an exaggeratedly bulging physique, its perfectly proportioned shape impressed her greatly. She hadn't expected a man's body to be so beautiful, which filled her with pride and sweetness, because this was her beloved son. However, what shocked her even more was the large, erect penis between her son's legs. Although she had sensed its size and thickness with her hands, seeing it in person still shocked her. However, seeing the bulging veins on the penis, she knew... Dao Xin's beloved son was already enduring a lot of pain. Although she was worried that her small space might not be able to accommodate his large and thick member, she only wanted to satisfy her beloved son, so she didn't care about anything else. She said softly with tenderness and love, "Baby, you must be suffering a lot. Come on, love Mommy properly, don't feel sorry for Mommy."

Hearing Aunt Yun say this and seeing the tenderness on her beautiful face, Ye Feng felt extremely happy. At the same time, the burning desire in his heart intensified. Without any restraint, he smiled slightly and gently pressed down on Aunt Yun's soft, watery body. Then, he gently inserted his large, hot jade pillar into her soft place. As soon as he entered, Ye Feng felt the narrowness inside and the painful scene of Aunt Yun tightly gripping the sheets. This made him feel endless tenderness. Filled with reluctance, yet still tender with love, she softly said, "Mommy, how about we don't come?"

Seeing the tenderness and love on her beloved son's face, Jiang Qiaoyun's heart was filled with endless sweetness. Although she was in pain, she didn't want her beloved son to suffer even the slightest pain, so she tried her best to pretend that she wasn't in pain, forcing a smile and saying, "It's okay, baby, Mommy can take it, it doesn't hurt at all." After saying that, to prevent her beloved son from changing his mind halfway, she made a ruthless decision. Before Ye Feng could react, she stretched out her delicate, boneless hand and placed it on her beloved son's erect penis. Then, with a forceful push, the large, fiery jade pillar broke through the layers of resistance on the jade passage and went straight into the end of the jade passage. A drop of bright red blood dripped down, staining the white sheets. A vibrant peony…

Seeing the peony stained red on the white sheet, Ye Feng was startled, thinking that his hot, large jade pillar had torn Aunt Yun's tight, narrow jade passage. But just now, he clearly felt his hot, large jade pillar break through a thin layer of resistance, which made him think of something he couldn't believe. Could it be… Seeing the pain on Aunt Yun's beautiful face, Ye Feng, who had experienced countless women in his past life, became even more certain of his thoughts. He said softly with surprise, "Mom, how come you are still…?"

Hearing her beloved son's words and seeing the surprise in his deep, bright eyes, Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly sweet inside, because she had finally given her most innocent body completely to her beloved son. However, she still bitterly told her beloved son the reason.

It turns out that when Wu Gang was a child, he accidentally injured his most vulnerable part as a man during a mischievous act. At the time, he was too young to pay much attention to it. However, as he grew older, he discovered that his most characteristic feature remained unchanged, still the same size, and he couldn't get an erection. Later, he gradually realized that he had lost his ability as a man, which made him full of regret and hopeless about life. So he idled away his days. But when he saw Jiang Qiaoyun, the most beautiful girl in the surrounding villages, a thought arose in his mind: if he couldn't have her, no one else could either. Thus, Wu Gang started to marry Jiang Qiaoyun with a high dowry.

After marrying Jiang Qiaoyun, Wu Gang frequently beat and bullied her to satisfy his own desires. Jiang Qiaoyun only learned about Wu Gang's behavior after the marriage, which filled her with endless despair. However, being kind-hearted, she endured her so-called husband's endless bullying while managing the household chores. Her life only gradually improved after Wu Gang died unexpectedly in a car accident.

As Jiang Qiaoyun recounted her misfortunes, tears streamed down her face. Her tear-streaked appearance added to her vulnerability, making her exceptionally pitiful. Her soft, watery skin trembled slightly, clearly indicating the indelible psychological scars left by her past misfortunes. Sensing the endless fear and panic deep within Aunt Yun's heart, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming surge of pity. He hadn't expected his Aunt Yun's past to be so tragic. He couldn't help but gently place his warm hands on her smooth, silky back, softly saying, "Mom, please don't say anymore. It hurts me to hear it."

Feeling her beloved son's affection, seeing the concern and tenderness in his bright, deep eyes, Jiang Qiaoyun felt immense comfort. However, she still softly said, "My darling, let Mom continue." After saying this, Li Xinrou continued recounting her unfortunate experiences.

Wu Gang died unexpectedly in a car accident. Although Jiang Qiaoyun gave all the compensation money to her parents and severed ties with them, her life improved slightly. After all, she no longer had to endure Wu Gang's endless beatings and bullying, and she lived as a completely free person, which was much better than before.

Next came the story of Jiang Qiaoyun borrowing money to open a small shop and adopting Ye Feng as her son. At this point, Jiang Qiaoyun's tone was no longer so low and dejected, but filled with endless joy and happiness. Her delicate, tear-streaked face was full of happiness and contentment, adding to her infinite beauty. Seeing Aunt Yun's happy face, Ye Feng was also filled with joy, but he didn't say anything. He simply gently stroked Aunt Yun's smooth back with his warm hands, his heart filled with endless tenderness.

After recounting her ordeal, Jiang Qiaoyun saw her beloved son gazing at her with tender eyes, and her heart filled with endless sweetness. However, she still said in a soft voice, "My darling, you won't dislike or hate your mother just because she was married before, will you?" As she spoke, Jiang Qiaoyun looked directly at her beloved son, her beautiful, captivating eyes filled with worry and longing.

After hearing Aunt Yun's story, Ye Feng finally understood Aunt Yun's misfortune, and his heart was filled with endless pity and love. Seeing her looking at him with worry, he sighed inwardly. It seemed that Aunt Yun's past experiences had left indelible psychological trauma. Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a pang of pain in his heart and quickly said softly, "Mommy is so good to you, how could you dislike Mommy? Mommy gave you her most innocent body, I'm overjoyed! Aunt Yun, you will always be my beloved mother!" As he spoke, Ye Feng's warm hands, resting on Aunt Yun's smooth, silky back, continued to gently caress her.

Hearing her beloved son's affectionate words, Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly sweet. She couldn't help but bury her beautiful head in her son's ear, murmuring repeatedly, "Baby, Mommy's good baby..." Hearing Aunt Yun's loving and infatuated murmurs, Ye Feng felt incredibly sweet. At the same time, a deeper sense of pity and tenderness rose in his heart. However, he didn't say anything. He simply took Aunt Yun's warm hands on her jade-like back and gently tightened them, making her press them even closer to him. The feeling of their bodies pressed together and their hearts pressed tightly together filled him with boundless sweetness.

After a while, Jiang Qiaoyun's agitated state of mind calmed down. Only then did she feel her beloved son's hot and large member tightly inserted into her private parts. The feeling of being tightly filled by her beloved son made her feel incredibly happy. Although she was still shy, she gently pushed her beloved son away from her. Looking at his handsome face, her heart was filled with endless pride and sweetness. She said tenderly, "Baby, are you holding back? Come on, take good care of Mommy, don't worry about it." After saying that, her beautiful face was full of endless shyness.

Hearing his beloved Aunt Yun's tender and affectionate words, Ye Feng felt incredibly happy. Although his heart was burning with desire, he still asked softly with concern, "Mom, you've just lost your virginity, it must hurt a lot now, right? If I move, I'll definitely hurt you." Hearing her son's concerned words and feeling his tenderness, Jiang Qiaoyun felt extremely happy. At the same time, her desire to fulfill her son's desire deepened. She smiled gently and said softly, "Baby, it's okay, Mom doesn't hurt anymore. Just move slowly. Come on, baby, take good care of Mom."

After receiving Aunt Yun's loving reply, Ye Feng felt less hesitant, but still asked softly with concern, "Mom, if it hurts, just tell me, I'm going to move!" Then, Ye Feng began to gently thrust his strong waist, and a great battle officially began...

As Ye Feng's strong waist continued to thrust, his large, hot jade pillar slowly moved in and out of Aunt Yun's moist and tender jade passage. The tight feeling made him feel extremely comfortable. With Ye Feng's thrusting, because she had just lost her virginity, a series of slight pains surged from Jiang Qiaoyun's sensitive and tender jade passage. However, at the same time, a series of tingling and electric shocks also rose up. Moreover, the pain and the electric shocks seemed to be an inseparable whole, making her feel extremely comfortable. Her heart was full of sweetness, but she didn't say anything. She just stretched out her soft and boneless slender jade hand and gently hugged her beloved son's neck, letting him ride on her tender body. Her beautiful and charming big eyes were full of watery tenderness.

Seeing Aunt Yun gazing at him with tender eyes, her exquisitely beautiful face radiating comfort, Ye Feng felt an overwhelming sweetness and happiness, along with a surge of pride. He asked, slightly breathless, "Mommy, does my darling make you feel good?"

Hearing her beloved son's concerned words and feeling a tingling, electric sensation throughout her body, Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly happy. Though shy, she didn't want to hide anything from her beloved son, and said breathlessly, "Darling, you make Mommy feel so good. You can love Mommy as much as you want; it doesn't hurt anymore, I can take it." After saying this, Jiang Qiaoyun's delicate face was filled with endless shyness, her heart brimming with both bashfulness and a hint of anticipation.

Hearing Aunt Yun's soft, sweet voice and seeing the tenderness and satisfaction in her large, watery eyes, Ye Feng felt incredibly sweet. His tension completely dissipated, and he smiled slightly, panting, saying, "Mom, I've wanted to love you even more intensely for a long time." With that, Ye Feng increased the speed of his thrusts, his large, hot penis moving in and out of Aunt Yun's tender, moist passage with even greater speed and force.

With each rapid thrust, a surge of intense electric currents coursed from the depths of her sensitive passage, coursing through Jiang Qiaoyun's body, making her feel incredibly comfortable. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, but out of shyness and restraint, especially in front of her beloved son, she bit her lower lip tightly, preventing herself from making a sound.

Seeing Aunt Yun biting her lip tightly, Ye Feng immediately understood her thoughts. He was deeply moved by her naivety, and a surge of tenderness and affection welled up within him. He smiled gently and said softly, "Mom, if you can't hold back, don't. It's not good for your health." Although Ye Feng's words were somewhat unclear, Jiang Qiaoyun understood his meaning from the tenderness and affection on her beloved son's face. This filled her heart with endless sweetness, but she still breathed softly and said, "Baby, how embarrassing! Mom feels so embarrassed!" As she spoke, Jiang Qiaoyun's delicate face was filled with endless shyness, and the faint blush made her look exceptionally beautiful.

Hearing Aunt Yun's shy and embarrassed words, Ye Feng was once again moved and sweetened by her reserved innocence. He smiled slightly and said breathlessly, "Mom, what's wrong? You don't need to be so reserved in front of your darling. Besides, if you make a sound, your darling will be even happier." After saying this, to encourage Aunt Yun to open up, Ye Feng gently looked at her delicate face, his deep eyes full of encouragement and expectation.

Hearing her beloved son's first words, Jiang Qiaoyun still felt shy, but the second sentence relaxed her restraint. Although still shy, she softly moaned, her gentle voice now filled with boundless power, making one unable to resist loving and cherishing her.

Hearing Aunt Yun's soft, endless moans, Ye Feng felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, along with an overwhelming desire to fiercely love her. Although he was burning with desire, he didn't lose his reason. Remembering that she had only recently lost her virginity, he was still filled with tenderness and said breathlessly, "Mommy, your moans sound so beautiful, they make my heart itch. I want to love you even more!"

At first, Jiang Qiaoyun felt shy during the moans, but that shyness gradually faded. Now, hearing her beloved son say this, her heart was completely at ease, and she gradually began to accept the moans. Partly to express her truest feelings, and partly... It was to make her beloved son love her more, but more importantly, it was because of his affection. Feeling his hot, large member tightly inserted into her private parts, and seeing the longing on his handsome face, Jiang Qiaoyun felt incredibly sweet. She knew her beloved son was afraid she couldn't handle it, and thinking of this filled her heart with endless satisfaction. At the same time, her desire to satisfy her beloved son's desire deepened. So she smiled softly and said breathlessly, "Baby, don't worry about Mommy, Mommy can handle it. Come on, baby, love Mommy well." After saying that, Jiang Qiaoyun gently tightened her slender hands that were wrapped around her beloved son's neck, and Ye Feng's strong and well-proportioned body pressed even closer to Aunt Yun.

Hearing Aunt Yun's tender words and feeling her boundless love, Ye Feng felt extremely happy. He no longer suppressed his desires and tightly embraced Aunt Yun's smooth back with his warm hands. He thrust his strong waist quickly and powerfully, his hot, large penis penetrating deeper and faster into Aunt Yun's moist, tender, and incredibly tight vagina.

With her beloved son's rapid and forceful thrusts, waves of intense, electric-like pleasure surged through Jiang Qiaoyun's heart, making her feel incredibly comfortable. Her body became completely weak and limp, and she could only passively endure her beloved son's love. At the same time, her soft yet powerless moans grew louder.

Finally, after about half an hour, Jiang Qiaoyun could no longer bear the surging and intensely pounding sensation in her heart. She moaned, "Baby, Mommy's coming soon!" Hearing Aunt Yun say this, Ye Feng also felt he couldn't hold back any longer. He breathed heavily and said, "Mommy, baby can't hold back either. Let's do it together!" After saying that, Ye Feng thrust his strong waist forcefully. The tip of his hot, large jade pillar kept hitting a soft, almost imperceptible spot deep inside Aunt Yun's vagina. Jiang Qiaoyun, on the other hand, mustered her last bit of strength and thrust her slender, smooth waist upwards to meet her beloved son's affection.

A moment later, Jiang Qiaoyun let out a high-pitched moan, her ten delicate toes clenched tightly, her slender, smooth waist arching upwards with force. At the same time, her narrow, tender jade passage pressed against her beloved son's large, fiery member. However, it soon softened, and streams of cool liquid gushed from the depths of her jade passage, hitting Ye Feng's hot, large member. Stimulated by Aunt Yun, Ye Feng could no longer restrain himself. He tightly embraced her smooth, tender, and sweat-drenched body, letting out a low growl. His hot, large jade pillar throbbed violently, and streams of scalding liquid gushed out. Thus, Ye Feng and his beloved Aunt Yun reached that endless…

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