[Urban] Masked Mother-Loving Trilogy (Complete) - 4-6

【Part Two: My Mother Gazing at the Coastline】 (I)

My mother's name is Zhao Chuhan, and she is 32 years old this year. I am almost 11 years old this year. At home, my parents call me "Little Golden Boy."

My mother is beautiful and tall. When she went to university at the age of 18, she attracted many suitors. At that time, my mother was full of hope for the future.

However, my grandfather went bankrupt when my mother went to university. The heavy debt of the family made my mother lose her bright smile. She was forced to accept the pursuit of a young and wealthy businessman, Yun Jingyi, who later became my father.

My mother studied art. After graduation, my jealous father forced her to leave the stage she loved. After my mother gave birth to me, she could only stay at home as a housewife. When I

was little, I often saw my mother staring at the dance programs on TV, her eyes filled with a trace of pain and a trace of confusion. At this time, my mother had a kind of melancholy beauty.

Even when I was in elementary school, I still liked to lie on her lap while my mother watched TV, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her body, and watching dance dramas with her. Over time, I also learned to appreciate the beauty expressed in various dances. Every time I clumsily tried to dance like the actors on TV, my mother would always hug me and kiss my cheek with satisfaction at the end. And at that moment, I would always take the opportunity to grope my mother's breasts. Perhaps delighted to have me as a kindred spirit, my mother always indulged my mischief.

The ancients said, "Merchants value profit over parting," and this is absolutely true. My father spends most of the year traveling the world doing his trade business. I really don't understand how he can leave his beautiful wife alone at home.

After I started elementary school, my father was usually not home for parent-teacher conferences, so my mother went instead.

After my mother went to school once, there were more male parents at the conferences. That's when I understood why my father hadn't allowed my mother to appear in public. My mother's beauty was truly astonishingly captivating.

At these school events, to ensure I received attention from the teachers, my mother would always strike up a conversation with the teachers and other parents. The downside was that my male teachers really gave me "special attention." They racked their brains to report every little thing about me at school to my mother, just to prolong their conversations.

Although my father was often away from home, I felt very happy. Having my dear mother with me was enough; I only wanted my mother.

When I was six years old, I went to the forest park with my mother one day and encountered a strange old man. At that time, I was happily laughing at the "Bird Garden."

Suddenly, a soft, large hand touched my head. I turned around and saw an old man with a ruddy complexion.

I laughed and said, "Grandpa, why are you touching my head?"

"Good, good, a genuine Fire Virtue type, a rare sight indeed," the old man muttered to himself.

I didn't understand what he was saying and turned back to look at the birds in the garden. I vaguely

heard my mother talking to the old man behind me.

Later, I learned that the old man was a famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the city who had retired and taught Tai Chi in the park.

The old Chinese medicine doctor somehow convinced my mother, and from then on, I became his disciple, practicing every other evening.

When my father came home and found out, he scolded my mother for finding such an old and incompetent teacher. But I knew that my teacher was eighty-six years old; he was old, but he hadn't lost a single tooth. Besides, although the practice was tough, I had already fallen in love with the feeling of lightness afterward, and I insisted on going to practice, so my father couldn't stop me.

Today, I've been practicing for almost three years.

One day, I passed by my mother's dance studio, and the door wasn't closed tightly. I could see my mother practicing inside through the crack in the door, a habit she'd maintained for many years.

My mother was immersed in the dance; her movements were exquisite, sometimes leaping high, sometimes gracefully reclining, captivating me completely. Suddenly, my mother made a movement: she leaned forward, her right leg stretched high back and raised towards the sky, almost at a 180-degree angle to her left leg. My mother's legs were directly facing me. Under her short dance skirt was a pair of black lace panties. I could clearly see the shape of the two mounds bulging out of the thin fabric, and the slit in the middle.

My mind went blank. How could my mother's private parts look like that? I dared not look any longer and went downstairs in a daze.

I thought about it all day. That evening, when I went to my master's house to practice, I was absent-minded. My master noticed my abnormality and told me to calm down and meditate.

I sat down in the "five hearts facing the sky" posture, and my internal energy naturally circulated from my dantian. But I couldn't calm my mind; my mind was filled with the shape of my mother's two mounds.

Suddenly, my blood and energy surged, and my internal energy rushed wildly like a torrent. I was terrified and wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound.

In the frenzy, I realized that the energy was no longer circulating along the meridians, but was rushing all to the Baihui acupoint on the top of my head. My head felt like it was going to explode!

In a daze, I heard my master sigh behind me. His hand firmly pressed against my back, and a powerful surge of energy rushed in, pushing my chaotic inner energy upwards.

In an instant, like a flood bursting its banks, it burst open the Baihui acupoint on the top of my head. I felt a lightness throughout my body and was horrified to see "me" with my arms outstretched and mouth agape beneath me. My master was sitting behind me, his face solemn, his palm still pressed against my back.

I heard my master's gentle voice say, "Disciple, you have now opened your third eye, and your soul has left your body. With your current cultivation level, you can only sustain this for an hour. Slowly crawl back into your Baihui acupoint, and you can return to your body."

I calmed myself down, not daring to linger outside my body, and obediently crawled back into my Baihui acupoint.

It was truly a bizarre experience.

Still shaken, I listened blankly as my master explained the reason.

"You actually went into qi deviation during your practice just now. Logically, someone with your shallow internal energy cultivation shouldn't experience this. But you have the true Fire Virtue constitution; anything can happen. Alas… I was careless."

"What were you thinking about while you were practicing?" My master stared sternly into my eyes.

I lowered my head guiltily.

"With your Fire Virtue constitution, if you started practicing at six, you would very likely have reached a high level in thirty years, becoming one of the pinnacles of the Five Elements—the Fire Virtue True Lord. Now, I helped your evil fire open its third eye, but it was a last resort; otherwise, you would have died instantly from all your meridians exploding! But you opened your eye too early; it will be difficult for you to achieve great things in the future."

I felt deep regret and guilt towards my master.

"What a tragedy… the Fire Virtue True Lord and the Water Spirit Mother constitutions simultaneously appear in a mother and son!"

I was shocked. Did my master already know why I went into qi deviation?

"When I met you in the park that day, I simply couldn't believe it. To meet two people with the perfect Five Elements destiny in my old age! It's truly fate..." Master's face was somber, filled with endless desolation. His once vigorous face seemed to have aged ten years.

"I...I...I've let Master down!" I knelt on the ground, finally unable to hold back my sobs.

Master didn't say a word. After my crying subsided, he coldly said, "Now that you've mastered the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and your Fire Nascent Soul has taken shape and left your body, if you use this skill for evil, I will immediately cripple your martial arts!"

I was terrified, feeling extremely wronged. Why was Master treating me like this? I hadn't done anything.

Master sighed deeply and said, "I can't teach you anymore. Go, and don't come back."

I returned home dejectedly. My mother saw that I looked terrible and rushed over to ask me what was wrong.

My mother was wearing a snow-white nightgown. I shook my head, forcing myself not to think about whether she was still wearing those black lace panties. How strange, why was I in this mood?

On the third night, clinging to a sliver of hope, I went to my master's place again. The door was locked. I asked the neighbor next door and learned that my master had gone on a journey the day before.

I was filled with bitterness; I had hurt my master. Late that night, I went alone to the forest park where my master had first met me and cried my heart out, releasing all my regret, sadness, and grievances!

Later, the park ranger noticed this strange child and called my mother to pick me up.

I told my mother that my master had gone on a long trip, but I didn't tell her the reason. Could I tell her it was because I had secretly watched her dance, seen something I shouldn't have, and that this was the consequence?

Fortunately, I'm an optimist, and within two days I was back to my old self.

I discovered that when I practiced, if my mind was free of distractions, everything remained the same, except that the rate of increase in my internal energy was significantly slower. If my mind wandered, my internal energy would leak out from the Baihui acupoint on the top of my head, and my power would decrease instead of increase.

The disadvantages of opening my third eye so early were truly significant. Although this saved me from the danger of going astray, I was still quite frustrated.

I was somewhat troubled, so I simply gave myself an excuse: it seemed I couldn't concentrate on my practice until I figured out the secret of my mother's lower body.

That day after school, I waited for my mother's car at the bus stop near the school. A lecherous vendor was selling binoculars. Seeing my interest, he immediately grabbed me, pulled me to a secluded spot, and whispered, "Little friend, you seem quite clever. Come see my good stuff."

"What good stuff?" I was a little wary; there were too many cases of child abduction in this society. But if he was trying to take advantage of me, hmph… although my power was lacking, one palm strike would be enough to make him crawl on the ground!

"I won't lie to you, little one, look through the lens."

I leaned closer to look; it was just an ordinary pair of binoculars.

"Look closely at that pretty little girl, isn't it clearer now?" the vendor grinned slyly.

Wait, why is the lens turning green?

"Let me tell you the truth, this is the most advanced infrared X-ray vision device!" the vendor lowered his voice, deliberately emphasizing the word 'X-ray vision,' "They don't even allow it to be sold domestically anymore, this is smuggled in, the real deal."

"X-ray vision my foot, you can't see anything through it!" I looked for a while, annoyed.

"Hehe… look again closely, isn't that girl's clothes becoming see-through?"

I focused my eyes, wanting to try again, after all, this 'X-ray vision' was very important to me now.

Then, something strange happened; the girl's clothes seemed to slowly disappear, revealing her underwear.

I was startled; could such a magical binocular really exist?

I removed the binoculars and stared intently at the girl in the distance. Although she was much smaller than in the binoculars, I could still vaguely see her underwear. I leaned closer to the binoculars again, and the underwear became very clear.

I dared not look any longer and looked up. I understood. When my inner energy gathered in my eyes, combined with this infrared filter with night vision, it produced this magical effect. If either was missing, the effect would be weaker or completely ineffective.

I was overjoyed! Haha, I suddenly had X-ray vision!

To thank the vendor for helping me discover this great secret, I bought him a telescope for 100 yuan—of course, I got the one with the longest focal length. Seeing him leave happily, I knew I'd been ripped off, but compared to discovering a great treasure, what was 100 yuan?

I wanted to go home immediately; I wanted to see my mother naked.

Although I'd read many erotic comics and was only half-knowledgeable about sex, the thought of "my mother naked" was too much for my little brain to process; I was just too excited.

The car arrived; it was my father's company driver, Lao Wang.

In the back seat, my mother gently hugged me and said, "Golden Boy, did you have fun today?"

I felt a little guilty and didn't dare look at my mother, replying softly.

Mom was a little surprised. She touched my forehead and said softly, "You're fine, no fever."

Mom's concern made me even more ashamed. I said, "Mom, I don't feel well."

"Then lie on Mom's lap and rest for a while," Mom said gently.

I lay on Mom's lap, and Mom gently stroked my head. It felt so good; I wished it could stay like this forever.

I adjusted my position, and Mom's jade-like feet, resting in front of me, came into view. Mom was wearing a pair of light green sandals today, with two thin straps crossing diagonally in front, embroidered with a light green flower, looking very cool.

Mom's jade-like feet were white, with smooth, shiny toenails, sitting calmly and beautifully. I swallowed, really wanting to put Mom's toes in my mouth.

I squeezed the binoculars in my hand; would Mom's naked body be even more beautiful than her feet?

Back home, Mom changed into a pink silk nightgown. I pretended to fiddle with binoculars, pointing the lens at my mother. She thought I was just being curious and didn't pay much attention.

My heart pounded, and I slowly channeled my inner energy.

My mother's robe gradually disappeared from the lens. I saw it! I really saw my mother walking naked in front of me!

Although it was only a single shade of green, I was incredibly excited. Without the robe's cover, my mother's perfect figure was fully exposed. She was wearing a champagne-colored bra and panties. The panties were a very trendy style, V-shaped, and her crescent-shaped buttocks peeked out from under them.

My heart raced, and I pushed my inner energy to the limit.

A miracle! My mother's underwear was gone! My mother was completely naked in the lens. She didn't notice my trembling excitement; she continued walking, tidying the room.

Her oval-shaped bare buttocks swayed from side to side, creating waves of movement. I swallowed hard, adjusted the focus, and aimed the lens at my mother's crotch. Now it was time to see clearly the culprit that had driven me to this state of madness.

Because my mother was moving, it wasn't very clear, but I could vaguely see something between her buttocks.

Suddenly, my mother turned around, and the lens revealed her pubic hair area in an inverted triangle! I almost gasped. What an unexpected find! I greedily stared at that small patch of mysterious darkness.

"Golden Boy!" My mother's voice rang in my ears.

I looked up in a panic, only to realize that my mother had turned around and was now facing me.

"Where are you looking!" my mother said coquettishly.

"Oh, nothing..." My heart was pounding. "I, I was looking at the pattern on Mom's nightgown."

In a moment of quick thinking, I made up this excuse.

My mother's face turned red, and she looked at me questioningly again, clearly not believing my clumsy explanation, but she didn't press further.

I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran back to my room to put away the binoculars. I lay in bed, replaying the strange scenes I had just witnessed.

I knew that from today onward, my mother's body was like a thick textbook, waiting for me to read and discover its mysteries.

But wouldn't this be considered "misdeeds" as my master had described? Would my wandering master know of my bad deeds and thus cripple my skills?

【Part Two: Mother Gazing at the Coastline】 (II)

Compared to the allure of my mother's naked body, the fear of my master crippling my martial arts skills immediately became insignificant.

So I began my grand plan of "spying

on my mother." Having been caught peeping last time, I dared not openly point my binoculars at her again.

Our house is located near the suburbs, a three-story building. The bedroom is on the second floor, and there's a small garden in the yard below.

This garden is about forty or fifty square meters in size, filled with flowers and plants. My father initially wanted to hire a gardener to look after the garden, but my mother refused, saying it was too extravagant, and besides, she wanted something to do at home.

So every morning, my mother would carefully tend to her flowerbeds in the garden.

This was a perfect opportunity for peeping; my bedroom window faced the garden.

Being a late sleeper, I got up just as dawn was breaking.

I heard my mother opening the door downstairs; she had gone to the flowerbeds.

I took out my beloved binoculars and covered them with a corner of the curtain, leaving only the two lenses visible. In this light, it was unlikely my mother would notice.

I was nervous; after all, this was the first time I'd spied on my mother from this angle, and I didn't know how effective it would be.

My mother came over, carrying a spray bottle. Through the binoculars, she seemed very close to me, and I felt a little guilty.

Today, my mother was wearing a white floral dress, revealing half of her delicate, slender legs, and she was barefoot.

Perhaps afraid of stepping on the flowers, she sometimes walked on tiptoe through the flowerbeds, her posture like dancing. A joyful expression radiated from her face, like a happy little girl strolling leisurely among the flowers.

As I watched, I became mesmerized. My love for my mother filled my chest, and I almost forgot that my purpose was to spy on her.

I was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. My mother's beauty at this moment was indescribable. Why hadn't I noticed it before, only now, when I wanted to see her naked?

My mother drew closer, her back to me as she bent down to water the jasmine plants with a sprayer.

She watered them carefully, completely unaware that her buttocks were facing me. This was like placing a heavy weight on the scales of my desire! My breath quickened; I couldn't take it anymore. "Mom, don't blame me, it's just that your buttocks are too alluring."

I silently channeled my inner energy, and my mother's thin clothes and skirt quickly disappeared from the lens. My mother's buttocks practically represented the very essence of "sex"—so wide, so round. Since my mother was essentially still, I adjusted the focus, aiming the lens at the space between her thighs.

Good heavens, what's between my mother's buttocks?! My mouth went dry. My mother's legs were slightly parted, and between her thighs and buttocks, two thick labia parted, like a ripe fruit splitting open, narrow at the top and round at the bottom, creating a slit between her buttocks.

I was captivated by its serene beauty, and I had no regrets about being so obsessed with it.

After watering the row of flowers in front of her, Mom straightened up and walked away. The two labia majora were hidden between her legs, but they would occasionally peek out, giving me another thrill.

Mom was packing up to go back to her room. I collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. I thought I would never forget what had just happened.

"Jintong, get up." After a while, I heard Mom calling me.

I went downstairs, a little afraid to look at Mom.

Mom noticed my unusual behavior and said, "Jintong, what's wrong with you these past few days? You seem listless. Is something wrong?"

"No, Mom."

"If anything's wrong, you must tell Mom. Don't hide it from Mom, okay?"

"Really, nothing." I thought for a moment and said, "Mom, can you call me by my name from now on, instead of calling me Jintong?"

My name is Yun Zhaodan, and "Jintong" is my nickname.

"Great! Our little golden boy has grown up," Mom said with a smile. "From now on, Dad and I will call you Xiao Dan, okay?"

"Mmm," I nodded happily. Of course, Xiao Dan sounds so nice! Why did I have to choose "Golden Boy," a nickname a fortune teller gave me? It's so old-fashioned. Actually, I have a Fire element in my destiny, fire melts metal, and that fortune teller had a deeper meaning behind that nickname.

I spent the whole day in a daze. By evening, I couldn't concentrate on my practice no matter what. I sighed, knowing my skills had declined a little.

So I turned on the computer and searched online for the proper name for Mom's private parts. It couldn't possibly be called "Little Yaya," could it?

I learned quite a bit that night. I learned that the place I saw on Mom this morning is called the "vagina," and those two full labia majora are called the "labia majora."

Satisfied with the new knowledge I gained, I drifted off to sleep. It seems Mom truly is my motivation for learning.

The next morning, I got up again to watch my mother water the flowers. After practicing my internal energy for a short while, I felt dizzy. I knew this was a sign of insufficient power, so I quickly followed my master's instructions and dared not practice any more

. This was a problem that needed to be solved. That night, I thought about it quietly for a while and understood the cause and effect. Only when my power increased could I see my mother's naked body. If I couldn't calm my mind to practice, I would ruin myself without my master's help.

That night, I went to the terrace at home. The air in the suburbs was exceptionally clear, and the starry sky was clearer than in the city at night. It was truly a good place to practice. "All thoughts return to one thought, and one thought ultimately returns to no thought." Unconsciously, I entered a state of meditation. After circulating my internal energy nine times, I felt completely refreshed and full of energy.

The next morning, I simply got up early. My mother was very happy, but also surprised that this lazybones would get up so early to help her water the flowers in the garden. Little did she know that I was secretly watching her delicate and beautiful bare feet.

I didn't think about what to do next. I just felt that being able to dance with my mother, water the flowers, and occasionally peek at her naked body was already a wonderful life.

A few days later, my father was coming back from abroad. My mother had received a call from him beforehand and went to the supermarket to buy a lot of groceries.

For the past day or two, my mother had a smile on her face, and she even hummed a song while cooking and walking. I knew it was because of my father, and I felt a little jealous.

This noon, my mother and the housekeeper cooked a big table of delicious food and sat with me in the living room, waiting for my father's return.

Hearing my father's car stop at the door, my mother ran out of the living room. Seeing my mother rush into my father's arms, I realized that my mother actually loved my father very deeply.

How could I not join in the fun? I ran over and squeezed between them, shouting, "Daddy, Daddy, you're finally back!" I reached out my little claws and squeezed my mother's firm buttocks hard, rubbing my head against her chest and smelling her fragrance.

Mom blushed and slipped out of Dad's arms, her shy, hesitant expression utterly beautiful.

Dad held my hand with one hand and held Mom, who was limp with the other, tightly, and chuckled, "Little darling, did you miss Daddy?"

"Of course!" I shouted at Dad, but then I suddenly felt that his smile was a little unfamiliar, even a little forced. Perhaps it was because Dad had been away on business for so long?

The welcome-back meal was very enjoyable. Dad brought back many gifts from abroad for Mom and me. I finished eating early and shouted, "Mom and Dad, I'm going back to my room, I won't be a third wheel anymore!"

Amidst Mom and Dad's laughter, I ran back to my room with my gifts.

Dad's gift was exquisite; my favorite was a Sony digital camcorder, which I'd wanted for a long time.

Everything seemed to fall apart after that. Dad left the next day without even saying goodbye, leaving Mom silently weeping.

What had happened between them? Mom seemed very sad but wouldn't tell me why. I guessed Dad was having an affair; he'd only come home after a three-month business trip, surely seduced by some other woman.

I knew Mom had a habit of writing a diary on her computer every day. To confirm my suspicions, I reluctantly activated the client of the Trojan software on my computer. I'd already installed the server on Mom's computer, but I'd always respected her privacy and hadn't used it.

Mom's diary was in an encrypted folder, which I easily cracked. I was going to peek into Mom's inner world; it was as exciting as peeking at her naked body.

Mom's diary was meticulously organized, with a separate folder for each year and month, starting three years ago.

I found the diary entry Mom wrote on June 16th, the day Dad returned.

"Today is the day Jingyi comes back. I'm so happy. It's been ninety-eight days since I last saw him. Has he forgotten what I look like?... "

This is what Dad wrote before he came back. Mom wrote down all her hopes and dreams. My heart ached. Dad really let Mom down.

I opened the diary for the second day. There were only a few lines: "He said he fell in love with the daughter of a French billionaire. If he marries her, he can take over a large company under her father's name. Oh... I don't want to write anymore. How could he do this to me?"

June 18th: "I called to persuade him to change his mind. He said he was fed up with doing business at the mercy of others. He needed more wealth. Money, all he ever thinks about is money. I'm almost in despair..."

June 19th: "He called and said he'd bought a plane ticket to France for tomorrow. He told me to think about the divorce as soon as possible. Two-thirds of the property would go to me and Xiaodan. Even now, he still thinks money represents everything..."

Today is June 20th. So, Dad is gone. I felt lost and empty inside. Had Dad just abandoned Mom and me like this?

The smile had vanished from Mom's face, but she still wouldn't tell me anything about Dad, only that he was away on another business trip and that his short stay at home made her sad.

Seeing Mom swallow her bitterness alone, I felt terrible too.

Time flew by, and summer vacation was over in the blink of an eye, and a new semester began.

That evening, Mom said she was having a college reunion and asked the housekeeper to cook for me while she went out alone.

Mom didn't come back until very late. I was watching TV in the living room and noticed she looked flustered. I didn't ask anything, just said goodnight to her warmly and went to my room to sleep. I'd find out what Mom was thinking tomorrow anyway.

September 7th: "A few days ago, I ran into Zhou Hongxuan, a college classmate, on the street. He's now the principal dancer of the Atlanta Ballet. Last night, I went to a classmate reunion at his invitation. I wasn't planning on going, but I don't know why, I really wanted to see everyone, so I went.

My classmates are all very successful. Although they all said I looked the youngest and prettiest, I felt really heartbroken. Who knew I was just a housewife who had been abandoned? Now, besides Xiaodan, I really have nothing left.

As I was hiding outside wiping away my tears, I seemed to be disturbed by Xuan..." He saw it and asked me what was wrong, but I didn't say... I shut down the computer, vaguely feeling that something was amiss, but at least Mom was starting to engage in some social activities now, which was better than being cooped up at home, right? I sighed and went to the rooftop to practice my skills. Dad's trip to France didn't seem to affect me much; with my mind focused, my skills improved by leaps and bounds.

From Mom's diary entries in the following days, I learned that Zhou Hongxuan was an instructor at a "Meizi Dance Club" and had given Mom a free membership card so she could frequently go to the club to rehearse with other dance enthusiasts.

This was a good thing; let time heal Mom's emotional wounds.

Since attending the alumni reunion, Mom had been going out more often in the evenings, and smiles had gradually returned to her face. Seeing Mom's life gradually returning to normal, I decided to temporarily stop reading her diary. Firstly, because I felt that peeking into Mom's privacy was a very immoral thing to do, and I shouldn't read it unless absolutely necessary; secondly, I was captivated by the novel experience of practicing my skills.

Due to my great progress in skill, my Fire Nascent Soul could remain outside my body for longer periods, reaching up to three hours. After some exploration, I discovered that my Fire Nascent Soul still possessed all five senses, but lacked any "power." I once rushed towards a hanging ribbon, which shifted slightly, but I managed to get past it. However, I couldn't rush towards a thin wooden board and even got hurt.

Although I had long suspected that my Nascent Soul was better than any telescope, capable of floating to my mother's room to observe her every move, I never actually did it. I still retained my precious childlike innocence, afraid of hurting my mother.

Today is September 25th, Saturday. Usually, my mother would take me out to play, but today she said there was an event at the "Beauty Dance Club" and drove off early, leaving the nanny to look after me at home.

I didn't want the nanny with me. I told the nanny I was going to a classmate's house and called a taxi. My home is near the suburbs, and taxis are hard to find, which is very inconvenient.

I took some money, ran out, and told the taxi driver to go to the "Beauty Dance Club." I didn't call my mother; I wanted to surprise her.

The security guard at the club's entrance saw me, a child, playing alone and looked puzzled. He asked who I was looking for. I had already thought it through and said confidently, "I'm looking for Coach Zhou Hongxuan. He asked me to come."

The guard didn't suspect anything, told me Zhou Hongxuan was usually on the second floor, and let me in.

This club was actually located inside the Atlanta Ballet Company. With the dance industry struggling in recent years, it seemed they relied on this club to supplement the staff's income.

It was the weekend, and there seemed to be very few people. Walking through the empty building, I felt slightly uneasy.

I stopped in front of a door on the second floor that said "Practice Room." The word "practice" felt familiar. The door was closed. Just as I was about to walk away, I suddenly heard what sounded like my mother moaning inside. I knocked on the door, and suddenly there was silence. I panicked. Was my mother being abused by someone? I pounded on the door, shouting, "Mom, Mom!"

After banging for a long time, almost ready to smash the door open with my inner energy, it finally opened. My mother walked out, her face flushed. My eyes lit up; the mother before me was completely different from her usual dignified and virtuous self. She was wearing a cropped shirt, a rather revealing one, exposing her flat stomach and cute little belly button. Only two buttons were fastened at the chest, but her extremely full breasts stretched those buttons taut, as if they might burst at any moment. She wore white riding breeches, knee-length, making her look very youthful and beautiful.

She was sweating profusely, her hair slightly disheveled. She said, "Xiao Dan, what brings you here? Mom was practicing her kung fu." Her voice trembled slightly.

I stared at her; she seemed flustered, lowering her head, unable to look at me. I asked, feeling wronged, "Mom, why didn't you open the door? I've been looking for you for so long."

Her face turned even redder; she didn't speak.

Suddenly I saw a figure flash inside. I grabbed my mother's clothes anxiously and said, "Mom, there's someone inside!"

My mother looked a little embarrassed. Just then, the person walked towards us. My mother could only say, "It's Uncle Zhou. He's rehearsing with me."

I recognized him; he was probably Zhou Hongxuan. This guy had a long, square face, a straight nose, thick eyebrows, and a wide mouth. He could be considered handsome, but his eyes were frivolous, and his whole face just didn't sit right with me.

His floral shirt was open, the two corners tied in front of his stomach, deliberately exposing his muscular chest. A thick silver necklace hung around his neck, making me even more disgusted.

I glanced at his lower body; that area was bulging in his tight pants—it was truly repulsive. What kind of awful outfit was this?

I pouted, very unhappy that my mother and Zhou Hongxuan were rehearsing together behind closed doors.

Zhou Hongxuan patted my head and smiled, "You must be Xiao Dan, right? So cute. Your mother often mentions you."

His soft, whiny voice was nauseating.

He said, "Xiao Dan, your mother and I were rehearsing at the most exciting part when you interrupted us." He grinned wickedly at my mother as he spoke, and her face suddenly flushed. She lowered her head, unable to look at him.

I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. I pulled away from Zhou Hongxuan's hand, grabbed my mother's clothes, and said, "Mom, let's go home."

My mother hesitated slightly, but seeing my anxious look, she nodded in agreement.

My mother went inside to change her clothes, and as we walked out the door, she turned back and exchanged a glance with Zhou Hongxuan, as if trying to convey something with her eyes. I saw all of this.

On the way home, sitting in my mother's car, my mother and I didn't say a word.

After dinner, I stormed back to my room, locked the door, and thought, "Mom, I didn't want to hurt you, but now, Dad hasn't even officially divorced you yet, and you're already dating Zhou Hongxuan? Don't blame me for reading your diary!"

I turned on the computer and waited. After a while, my mother also turned on her computer, and I entered her diary folder.

"September 10th. What he said to me made me very uneasy..." (What exactly did he say? Mom didn't write it down, so annoying!)

"September 12th. He seemed very excited today. He said he loves me very much, and has had a crush on me ever since he saw me at a class reunion. He said he doesn't care that he's seven years younger than me. He's such a handsome young man, and he doesn't have a girlfriend yet. But how could it be between us? I'm already in my early thirties, and Xiaodan is so old..." "

September 15th. Tonight, we were both very depressed. He drank a few more glasses of wine, and I also drank a little wine, and I felt a little dizzy. He helped me to the riverside park, and on the grass deep in the park, we snuggled together. At that moment, I felt like I was experiencing my first love again. Although I felt something was wrong, but, but that feeling was really beautiful.

He kissed me, and I kissed him back. Thinking about it now, it's not good, after all, Jingyi hasn't officially divorced me yet. But at that time, I was probably already lost. His kiss, his lips, were all so beautiful."

"September 22nd. For the past week, I haven't dared to see him again. He called me today and said he absolutely has to see me tomorrow night to put an end to this relationship and stop us from suffering like this. That would be better..."

"September 23rd. Oh my god, I don't know what to do. Last night, he told me this was our last date. He was in great pain and drank a lot. I drank a few glasses of red wine with him, and seeing him, a man, crying, broke my heart. But later, my body started to give way, probably from drinking too much. Zhou Hongxuan got drunk and lay on top of me, constantly saying he loved me.

I drove him home, and after helping him inside, he tried to persuade me to stay, but I didn't agree.

I couldn't go back like this and let Xiaodan see me, so I called the nanny and asked her to put Xiaodan to sleep first.

When I got home, thankfully Xiaodan was already asleep. "September 24th. Yesterday, he invited me to his club for dance practice this weekend. I hesitated for a moment, but he said it would be during the day, so I agreed."

I shut down my computer, my mind blank. I hadn't paid attention to my mother for a while, and I never imagined her relationship with Zhou Hongxuan had progressed to this point! Thinking of their ambiguous expressions in the practice room today, my heart is bleeding!

I felt a strong sense of hurt. Oh, Mom, even if you divorce Dad in the future, you still have me! How could you be friends with that bastard Zhou Hongxuan?

Scenes of Zhou Hongxuan meeting with Mom replayed in my mind, especially his arrogant and suggestive tone when he spoke to me today, which made me furious! And Mom, you deceived me with him too!

Did they think I was a child who was easy to fool? Anyone who underestimates my intelligence and strength will pay the price!

Tears streamed down my face, and my sadness and anger reached their peak. A surge of anger rose from my dantian and rushed to my head. I couldn't help but let out a long roar. In an instant, I felt my blood boiling and filled with infinite power!

I... am going to... explode!

[Part Two "Mom Gazing at the Coastline"] (III)

Anger, jealousy, and lust flared up together, causing my nascent soul to burst out of my body again. I saw the red, blue, and yellow mixed evil fire bursting from the top of my head and knew that I was gradually entering a demonic state. If it were the Samadhi True Fire, my master once told me that it was the so-called "perfect refinement," not the current mixture of three colors.

Of course, whether it's the Samadhi True Fire or the Samadhi Evil Fire, with my current shallow level, it's not something I can see with the naked eye; it only reflects the purity of my skill.

Sometimes, entering the path or becoming a demon is not a choice I can make. Since Heaven is forcing me to become a demon, then so be it! I thought bitterly.

In any case, my skill has greatly improved now. With my power concentrated in my ears, I could clearly hear my mother moving a chair in her room.

I quickly shut down the computer, preemptively opened the door, and my mother was walking towards me in the hallway.

I forced a smile and said, "Mom, I was practicing just now and accidentally shouted. Did I disturb your sleep?"

"No, I was still online. Xiao Dan, your voice was so scary just now," my mother said.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mom, I'll be more careful next time," I said, trying to be a good child.

"You used to practice at night, so why don't you take a nap at noon?"

I nodded in agreement.

In the evening, after dinner, I watched TV with my mother for a while. At 8:30, my mother went upstairs. I knew she took a shower at this time every day, and I thought my chance had come.

I followed her upstairs, her buttocks creating two round marks on her robe, swaying back and forth in front of me, so alluring. The thought of observing my mother's naked figure under her robe up close filled me with excitement.

"Mom, I'm going back to my room to practice my skills."

"Okay, go to bed early after you finish practicing." My mother patted my head.

"Okay, goodnight, Mom."

I closed the door, got into bed, and my nascent soul couldn't wait to leave my body. It flew out of the window and then into my mother's room through her window. My nascent soul was now the size of an adult's fist, and could change into various shapes with great freedom.

My mother was opening the wardrobe and taking out a set of pink French Audrey lingerie. I was very excited and floated towards my mother's side, when suddenly I felt a cool aura around her body, quickly dissolving my consciousness. I was shocked and quickly flew away.

I felt much better after moving a distance from my mother's body. I was puzzled; how could this happen? Why would a nascent soul getting close to its mother's body cause this?

Suddenly, I remembered what my master had said: my mother's element was Water, while mine was Fire, and my nascent soul was also Fire. Water can overcome fire, so could it be that my mother had an invisible Water barrier around her? I was a little disappointed, but thankfully, being a meter or so away from her meant I was largely unaffected.

My mother started untying the belt of her robe, and I became excited again. My mother took off her robe, revealing her beautiful figure. Because my mother regularly danced and exercised, she maintained a great figure. At that moment, she was wearing a royal blue bra and matching underwear, her skin as white as jade, radiating a faint glow—a real feast for my eyes. Just this one scene alone made my nascent soul's emergence tonight worthwhile.

Peeping, it turns out, is such a thrilling thing!

My mother walked towards the bathroom in the bedroom, and I didn't dare to be careless, following closely behind. After entering the bathroom, my mother casually closed the door. I rushed in, quickly stepping aside, not daring to get close.

Mom started taking off her bra; it was a royal blue bra with a back clasp. She straightened her chest and reached behind her back to gently unbutton her garment. This simple action made my heart race.

Mom slowly removed her 36C bra, completely exposing her breasts. Her breasts showed no signs of sagging; two full nipples stood erect on her light brown areolas. This time, I was observing Mom's bare breasts from a meter away, my eyes glazed over. Mom's breasts were truly large and beautiful.

Mom cupped her breasts in her hands, looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly seemed to remember something, a blush spreading across her face.

Mom bent down and pulled down her pants; now, she was completely naked.

Mom examined her body in the mirror. Mom had a great figure; she was 1.69 meters tall, and even without high heels, her legs looked long and slender. Her 36-26-36 proportions could only be described as perfect. From the side, Mom's figure was truly "curvy and shapely."

Mom sighed softly and turned to walk towards the bathtub. Her buttocks swayed from side to side, her firm gluteal muscles constantly changing shape with each step, sometimes forming a beautifully protruding yurt, sometimes disappearing, a dazzling sight.

Mom started showering, and her private parts, now under the rush of water, became a veritable "waterfall." I stood outside the waterfall, scratching my head, clearly not as brave as the Monkey King of Flower Fruit Mountain, lacking the courage to rush into that curtain of water, only able to stare at Mom's wet pubic hair from the outside, swallowing hard.

Mom's bathing posture was beautiful; she performed each movement calmly, her fingers gently caressing her body. I really wished I could transform into Mom's fingers and touch every inch of her body.

After showering, Mom dried her long hair and body, put on her underwear but not her bra, and came out wearing only a robe, the sash tied in a knot at her waist. Mom hummed a song, seemingly in a good mood.

Mom turned on the TV and leaned against the headboard to watch.

The bedroom ceiling light was much brighter than the bathroom light. I floated to Mom's side and peeked into her collar from the side. Mom's snow-white breasts were quietly there, giving a warm feeling.

I mustered my courage, swooped down, and kissed Mom's exposed breasts before quickly flying away and escaping back to the room through the window.

That risky move, although it touched Mom's skin, almost exhausted my nascent soul, which hurriedly returned to its body.

I slept incredibly soundly that night, dreaming that I was lying on clouds, those white clouds being my mother's soft breasts, carrying me gently, drifting, drifting...

To prevent my mother from having any more contact with Zhou Hongxuan, I pestered her every night to teach me to dance in her dance hall on the third floor of our house. My mother was happy that I was interested in dancing; since my father couldn't interfere now, she taught me some basic dance moves and had me practice.

Several times, when my mother answered the phone and tried to go out, I stopped her with tears and tantrums. My mother couldn't resist my pestering and had no choice but to stay home with me.

This went on for a month, and I was secretly pleased, thinking that my mother hadn't seen Zhou Hongxuan for so long, she should have forgotten about him by now, right?

That night, after finishing my dance lesson with my mother, I practiced some martial arts and felt quite good, so I left my body and flew to my mother's room.

Seeing the scene before me, my heart suddenly raced.

My mother was trying on a revealing, sheer mesh lingerie set in front of the mirror. The bra was decorated with dark black lace around the edges, but the center was openwork, boldly exposing her nipples within the triangular cutout. I could even feel her breasts trembling.

Below, it was even more indecent. She wore a sheer, soft mesh panty, both clearly visible and subtly alluring. Her pubic area was covered in lush pubic hair, appearing mysteriously mysterious behind the sheer fabric. Although the darker mesh concealed her pubic hair, the tempting slit was still faintly visible.

My mother's cheeks were flushed as she looked at herself in the mirror.

I froze, my mind a jumble. I'd been spying on my mother for a month, and her lingerie was always elegant, never this provocative kind.

I noticed a lingerie box on the bed. I glanced at it; the brand was "Eve's Temptation"—a truly fitting name.

Just then, the phone rang. My mother's phone line was a separate number from mine.

She went to pick it up, and I quickly darted over, listening intently.

"Hello," my mother said gently.

There was no response.

"Who is this?" my mother asked calmly, even in her revealing lingerie.

"Hello...it's me," a male voice came from the other end.

"Oh...you startled me," my mother's tone softened, and she said softly, "Why are you calling so late?"

"Don't you miss me?" the man asked domineeringly.

"..." my mother remained silent.

"Not going to talk? Then I'll hang up," the man said, clearly teasing her.

"No..." my mother whispered urgently.

I froze, my heart frozen. This wasn't my father's voice; my father wouldn't speak to my mother like that. Who was he? What man would dare speak to my mother like that? And my mother seemed to care about him.

"Hmph, I knew you were just pretending!" the man said triumphantly.

"Don't call unless it's important, okay? It wouldn't be good if my son heard." Mom was a little annoyed, but regained some of her composure.

"Don't mention your son to me. If it weren't for him, you'd still be in my arms right now, you little brat, always ruining my plans!"

My mind went blank. I knew who it was—that bastard Zhou Hongxuan! I had underestimated him and Mom. I was too young to have imagined their little tricks. Although Mom didn't go out at night anymore, I was at school during the day and didn't come home for lunch. Mom could easily go out and secretly meet with Zhou Hongxuan!

Thinking back to that time they practiced dancing in their room with the door closed during the day on the weekend, I really hated myself for having a pig's brain!

"You're not allowed to talk about Xiaodan like that!" Mom snapped.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it. Did you wear the underwear I bought you?"

What? He bought the underwear? My heart clenched again.

"Why...why did you buy me clothes like this?" Mom whispered. "I won't wear it."

Even though I'm already wearing it, why...?

"How can your thinking be so conservative? It's the 21st century! It's just a piece of sexy lingerie, what's wrong with wearing it?"

"But...but that's too revealing."

"Haha, it's just to add some spice, I'm not asking you to wear it for anyone else to see. Only you and I can see it."

"..." Mom was somewhat persuaded.

"Okay, wear this lingerie to see me tomorrow, I'm thinking about your big breasts again, hee hee..." the man's lewd voice rang out.

"Ah...don't say that, it's so vulgar." Mom's face turned red.

"Saying it is vulgar? Then when you bend over in front of me, isn't that vulgar?" the man said unhappily.

"How can you say such things?" Mom was so angry she was about to cry.

"Alright, alright, I won't say it anymore, you old-fashioned..." the man said, "I'll wait for you at the usual place tomorrow afternoon, are you coming?"

Mom's emotions were still not in a good state, and she didn't answer immediately.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. Okay, go to sleep early, baby, get some rest so you can moan louder tomorrow. Haha...bye bye." The man hung up the phone before Mom could react.

Mom stared blankly at the receiver in her hand, her face flushing and paling by turns. Finally, she put down the receiver, her fingers tracing her exposed nipples, her lips slightly parted, a bewildered expression on her face.

I couldn't bear to watch any longer and returned to my room.

Lying on the bed, I cried out in anguish, my heart aching as if it were being torn apart. It was over. Because of my negligence, Mom had ultimately fallen into Zhou Hongxuan's hands and been defiled by him. I didn't blame my poor mother at all; she had been seduced by Zhou Hongxuan. I only hated myself.

I must kill Zhou Hongxuan with my own hands. I silently vowed to myself, gritting my teeth and swallowing my tears.

After breakfast, Mom drove me to school. After two classes, I used my internal energy to induce some sweating and feigned weakness to ask the teacher for leave. The teacher touched my forehead; I had a slight fever. She asked with concern if I wanted to call my mother to pick me up.

I told the teacher I would take a taxi home myself, and the teacher agreed.

It was already 10 a.m., so I grabbed a quick bite on the street to prepare for the afternoon's operation.

After wandering around for a while, I took a taxi to the vicinity of my home and got out. It was noon, lunchtime for my mother and the nanny, Xiaoqing.

I went around to the back of my house, lightly leaped onto the back balcony, unlocked the door with my key, and tiptoed back to my room.

I locked the door, put the safety lock on, lay down on the bed, and, making sure everything was in place, my inner spirit left my body.

I flew to the living room and noticed my mother was wearing a cream-colored suit, about to go out. Had they eaten early today? I heard my mother say, "Xiaoqing, I'm going to a friend's house to play cards. Remember, don't tell Xiaodan, he doesn't like me going out to play cards."

I sneered inwardly.

I followed my mother into her Buick, only daring to shrink into the right back seat to avoid getting too close to her.

Mom didn't see me, nor did she seem to sense anything amiss. She frowned slightly, as if deep in thought, sometimes sighing, sometimes her face suddenly flushing.

I tried to float to a spot slightly behind her, a position from which I could see her feet. Today, Mom was wearing red and white striped high-heeled sandals with a single crossbody strap; the delicate straps accentuated her beautiful feet, making them even more alluring.

Her toenails were painted a sophisticated brown. Mom calmly pressed the accelerator and brake pedals, her toes forming various shapes—some gentle, some forceful—each with its own beauty. I was mesmerized, almost forgetting why I'd come out.

Mom drove into a residential complex.

I followed her out of the car and into the elevator. After getting off the elevator, Mom stopped in front of an apartment numbered 15F. She took out a small mirror, carefully examined herself, and then rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and sure enough, it was Zhou Hongxuan.

Zhou Hongxuan still wore the thick silver necklace around his neck. Bare-chested, he leaned against the door, thinking himself dashing, and gave his mother a wicked smile. His mother blushed slightly.

Once inside, Zhou Hongxuan suddenly hugged his mother from behind, his large hands pressing against her high, firm breasts, kneading them wildly.

"No, don't do this, let me go!" His mother, held tightly by Zhou Hongxuan, was unsteady on her feet and couldn't help but feel angry.

"Baby, outside, you're a noble lady. But inside this door, hehe… you're my sex slave!" Zhou Hongxuan said viciously.

He held his mother's breasts tightly, making it hard for her to breathe. Finally, her hands opened, and her small white handbag fell to the ground.

Zhou Hongxuan roughly reached into his mother's collar, groping. His mother's face suddenly turned bright red, and she slumped her head helplessly.

"Hehe… you were obedient, you even put your underwear on," Zhou Hongxuan said smugly.

Mom was wearing the "Eve's Temptation" outfit from last night? So, what's she wearing now...?

"Oh, these nipples... ah... amazing, so big and soft, like pigeon heads in my hands, they feel so good." Zhou Hongxuan murmured, lost in ecstasy as he touched them.

Watching Zhou Hongxuan's dirty hands writhing under Mom's clothes, on her chest, my heart bled. I rushed towards Zhou Hongxuan several times, but was forced back by the water barrier surrounding Mom's body.

Zhou Hongxuan pulled his hand away and roughly pulled Mom's white top to both sides. Mom's upper body was forced back by him, and she gasped, "Hongxuan, don't... don't pull, I didn't bring any other clothes today."

Before she finished speaking, Mom's white suit was ripped open with a "rip," several buttons fell off, and the top was pulled up to her waist.

"Ah..." Mom gasped, instinctively bending over to cover her chest with her hands. Zhou Hongxuan twisted his mother's arms behind her back and pulled her up, forcing her to lift her head.

A few strands of hair fell from her high bun onto her face. Her lips were slightly parted, and her gaze was unfocused as she stared at the ceiling.

Her mother's underwear was indeed that black lace bra with a sheer mesh overlay, revealing most of her nipples and breasts, which bulged out of the triangular openings, almost bursting them!

Zhou Hongxuan pressed his body against his mother's bound hands, then wrapped his arms around her again, his hands freely playing with her pinkish-white nipples.

His mother's fair, full upper body writhed helplessly in Zhou Hongxuan's strong arms, her nipples held in his grasp. Soon, Zhou Hongxuan's hands moved to his mother's abdomen, revealing her nipples, now bright red, their long ends pointing straight forward, as if gasping for fresh air.

By this time, Zhou Hongxuan had turned his mother around, and her arms were wrapped around his neck. Zhou Hongxuan held his mother's waist, lifting her up, but not carrying her entirely. This meant his mother could only walk on her tiptoes, stumbling and unsteady as she and Zhou Hongxuan moved into the room.

I floated behind my mother; her calf muscles were tense, forming two small, beautiful muscles on the inner and outer sides, trembling slightly. Her beautifully shaped calves, honed from dancing, were truly captivating.

Once inside the room, his mother was pushed onto the large bed. Finally free, she propped herself up, straightening her clothes, and said angrily, "Zhou Hongxuan, can you not be so rough?"

Zhou Hongxuan didn't say a word, his face still bearing a wicked smile. He took off his jeans, revealing nothing underneath; his large penis stood erect, menacingly erect.

His mother's eyes caught sight of Zhou Hongxuan's member; she turned her head, breathing rapidly.

"Suck it!" Zhou Hongxuan said.

"No," Mom whispered.

"I told you to suck it, will you?" Zhou Hongxuan's face darkened.

"If you force me to do this again, I'm leaving right now." Mom said, trying to stand up.

"Damn it, where do you think you're going!" Zhou Hongxuan cursed, pressing down on Mom's shoulders and pushing her back onto the bed.

Mom struggled to get up, but Zhou Hongxuan was already straddling her lap. "Fine, fine, I won't.

Why are you so unromantic? Is all you want is for me to penetrate you?"

Zhou Hongxuan humiliated Mom while pulling off her skirt.

The sexy panties Mom was wearing were also exposed, but Zhou Hongxuan no longer appreciated them and ripped them off. Mom's white genitals were completely exposed.

Zhou Hongxuan spread Mom's thighs and covered her genitals with his palm. Mom let out a soft moan and curled up.

"Still pretending? It's soaking wet here," Zhou Hongxuan sneered, smearing a handful of vaginal fluid he'd scooped from his palm onto his mother's feet.

His mother remained silent, letting Zhou Hongxuan manipulate her body.

Zhou Hongxuan lifted and spread his mother's legs, her wet vulva exposed before him. His mother closed her eyes, silently awaiting his penetration.

Zhou Hongxuan's face wore his signature wicked smile, more hateful than his monstrous penis. He grabbed his mother's slender ankles; her strappy sandals still dangled from her feet, making her look wanton.

I saw his mother's toes tremble slightly, then tighten again, appearing so helpless yet full of anticipation.

Watching Zhou Hongxuan's ugly penis inching closer to his mother's slightly parted opening, I was frantic. Was I really going to stand by and watch Zhou Hongxuan defile my mother?

"No!" I screamed from the bottom of my heart, slamming my head against Zhou Hongxuan's head with all my might.

A deafening boom echoed through the distant sky. I felt dizzy, and everything went black. Where was I?

"Hongxuan, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, I heard my mother's voice, as if she were speaking to me. I opened my eyes, and my mother's worried gaze met my eyes.

I didn't react for a moment. How did I end up on top of my mother? I didn't feel any discomfort. I tried to speak, but I could only utter a few syllables, "Oh, oh," which wasn't my voice! I looked down and saw my penis standing erect, so thick and ugly! Looking to the side, I saw my hand gripping my mother's ankle, her high heels still dangling from her toes, swaying back and forth.

Suddenly, I understood! I was Zhou Hongxuan now, my nascent soul possessing Zhou Hongxuan's body!

Damn it!

Mom propped herself up and reached out to touch my head. I instinctively backed away, afraid of her water barrier, but when her hand touched my forehead, the dizziness I had experienced before didn't return.

I was secretly puzzled, thinking that Zhou Hongxuan's head might be protecting my nascent soul.

Mom said, "Darling, are you alright?" Mom's concerned expression was so familiar, yet she was talking to someone else.

A sudden surge of intense vengeful pleasure welled up inside me. That damned Zhou Hongxuan! You couldn't enjoy Mom's gentleness, Mom's body! And Mom, my dear Mom, your beautiful body will never be defiled by Zhou Hongxuan again.

I hadn't expected Mom to be so indifferent to Zhou Hongxuan just now, but now that "Zhou Hongxuan" was having some problems, she immediately became so concerned.

I felt a pang of jealousy, slowly lowering her ankles and clumsily leaning against Mom, trying to kiss her. Mom lovingly embraced "me" and kissed me, her tongue deftly crossing over. I hesitated for a moment—should I continue using Zhou Hongxuan's body to make love to Mom, or leave? 02-28
[Part Two: "Mother Gazing at the Coastline"] (Part Four)

My mother's hot, wet kiss made me lose myself. Whatever, I'll just enjoy her love first. I sucked on her tongue.

It was a wonderful experience. My mother loved this kind of kiss; her soft lips held mine tightly, leaving no gap. Her nimble tongue teased my tongue, constantly transferring saliva into my mouth, making me feel flattered.

It seemed my mother valued foreplay and didn't like going straight to the point, which suited me perfectly. We kissed for over ten minutes. Finally, eager to suckle her breasts, I hardened my heart and left her yearning red lips, going to her chest.

My mother was still wearing that bra that exposed her breasts, and her nipples, which had just been violated, were still erect. I took her nipple into my mouth and gently sucked. Her slender nipple and my tongue communicated, whispering sweet nothings.

After a long while, I looked up and saw my mother gazing at me tenderly. Perhaps Zhou Hongxuan had never been so gentle with her before.

I smiled slightly at her, and she trembled, saying, "Oh, Hongxuan, you look so beautiful when you smile like that." She sat up, hugged me tightly, and rubbed her soft, elastic breasts against my chest, panting, "Hongxuan, you must always be this gentle with me from now on. Don't be rough with me anymore."

Had Zhou Hongxuan treated my mother harshly before? Otherwise, why would she say such a thing? I gently patted my mother's back and said, "Han, I will be good to you from now on."

This was the first complete sentence I uttered after becoming "Zhou Hongxuan," and it sounded somewhat clumsy. Calling my mother "Han" also felt awkward. I knew that saying this would only improve my mother's impression of Zhou Hongxuan, but I couldn't help it; I couldn't bring myself to hurt her.

My mother's burning body writhed like a snake in my arms as she said, "Xuan, I know you're good to me. You were so rough with me before because you hated me for not divorcing him...is that right?"

Women, they just love to deceive themselves. Without realizing it, my mother's way of addressing Zhou Hongxuan had changed from "Hongxuan" to the more intimate "Xuan."

I wondered if what I was doing would cause my mother and father to divorce. I gave a bitter smile.

My mother's body was burning hot; she tilted her head back, her face flushed crimson. With her eyes closed and lips slightly parted, she said, "Xuan, come...take me quickly, I want to make love with you properly."

I hadn't expected my mother to be so aroused. That fool Zhou Hongxuan only knew how to force her; he didn't realize how alluring my mother was when she took the initiative.

After another passionate kiss, I helped my mother lie down again, but instead of entering her, I began to play with her toes. I asked my mother to relax her toes, which were pressed together, and then, one by one, I took her beautiful toes into my mouth and sucked them gently. Oh my god, the salty taste of my mother's toes was so wonderful.

My mother moaned, pressing her jade-like feet together, trying her best to cooperate with my sucking. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Xuan, don't lick! It's dirty there, there's something you just smeared on it!"

I realized why my mother's feet were sticky; they were covered in her love juice.

I smiled at my mother and licked her toes, which were covered in love juice, even more enthusiastically. My mother giggled, playfully twisting her jade-like feet, not letting me suck so freely. At this moment, my mother was filled with joy.

I took the opportunity to bury my head between my mother's legs, wanting to lick her genitals. My mother clamped my head tightly between her thighs and laughed, "Xuan, don't lick there, it's too embarrassing."

Although my mother's mind and body were now more open, she still had her conservative bottom line. I don't want to force her.

I had originally wanted to have an intimate encounter with my mother's honeypot, overflowing with love juice, but seeing the longing in her eyes, I decided to go in first. Although I had watched many videos of male-female intercourse online, this was my first time experiencing it, and on my mother's body, I was still incredibly aroused.

I looked down at my ugly penis—Zhou Hongxuan's penis, which I was going to use to enter my mother's body. My heart was filled with disgust for it, yet it shamelessly remained erect. I flicked the glans hard with my finger, making me wince in pain.

"Oh, Xuan, what are you doing?" My mother cried out, propping herself up, saying, "No, don't abuse it like that."

My mother held the glans that I had flicked, tenderly stroking it, like comforting an injured child.

My God, I couldn't take it anymore. I roughly tried to push my mother away, but she stubbornly refused to let go of my penis. She looked up and pleaded, "Please, don't treat it like this. It doesn't just belong to you, it belongs to my precious darling too."

These might have been flirtatious words to Zhou Hongxuan, but to me, they only fueled my anger. I suddenly thought, if I asked my mother to give me oral sex now, she probably wouldn't refuse, right?

But deep down, I still didn't want my mother to take "my" penis into her mouth. I pushed my mother down on the bed, my penis erect, and thrust into her body.

After my mother's vagina was opened, the hot walls quickly enveloped my penis, contracting tightly, greedily swallowing my hot dog. I cried out in pleasure, "Oh, Han... God... it's so hot down there, it feels so good!" My

mother, pleased by my praise, wiggled her hips, drawing me deeper and deeper. "The land of gentle pleasures is the tomb of heroes," I finally understood the meaning of this saying. I collapsed into my mother's arms, a deep, muffled sound escaping my throat. I thrust in and out, savoring the waves of ecstasy emanating from my lower body.

Oh, my mother's vagina, offering such fiery embrace, made me feel like I was floating on air. I wanted to stay inside her forever, never wanting to leave.

My penis, like Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, was being refined in my mother's furnace. A powerful, tingling sensation shot from my penis to my tailbone, like a raging fire traveling up my spine to my head. With a cry of "Ah...", my ejaculation began, my penis throbbing inside my mother, releasing thick streams of semen.

My mother sighed in disappointment, but still arched her hips, eagerly welcoming my ejaculation.

After ejaculating, I lay limp on my mother, not wanting to move at all. Mom was clearly unsatisfied, but she didn't blame me. Instead, she said softly, "Xuan, you must be tired today. You should rest. I'll get you a glass of water."

Mom slowly withdrew, wiped her genitals, and then got out of bed naked, walking around the room unabashedly. She bent down, took a paper cup from the cabinet, and filled it with purified water.

Mom's bare buttocks were facing me without the slightest shame. The mystery hidden in Mom's buttocks was intensely alluring to me. Zhou Hongxuan's "refractory period" seemed to have no effect on me, the intruder. As soon as Mom finished filling the cup, I became erect again.

Mom turned and walked back to the bed, saying, "Xuan, come, get up and drink some water." She suddenly saw my proudly erect penis and couldn't help but gasp.

I drank the water Mom poured for me in one gulp, while Mom was still staring blankly at my penis. I was quite pleased with myself. I patted the bed and said, "Come on, Chu Han, get down on the bed!"

My mother was clearly shocked by my domineering attitude. She obediently supported herself with her hands and knees, lying face down on the bed with her buttocks facing me.

I knelt behind my mother and lifted her buttocks. My mother's big buttocks could only obediently open under my palms, revealing her full vulva, welcoming my conquest once again.

I suddenly remembered what Zhou Hongxuan had said to my mother on the phone last night, "You bend over in front of me." It seemed that my mother was often fucked in this position!

I was somewhat annoyed by my mother's infidelity. My penis burned with anger, and I fiercely thrust into my mother's vagina again. I didn't expect that entering from behind would result in my penis going all the way in, giving me even greater stimulation. This virgin only lasted a few dozen thrusts before I ejaculated again amidst my mother's moans.

Mom looked at me lying on the bed with some disappointment. She leaned against the bed, gently touching my chest, and said, "Xuan, what's wrong with you today? You don't usually come this quickly."

A flash of anger crossed my mind

, and I mischievously asked, "Darling, how long do I usually take to ejaculate after we've been having sex?" Mom paused for a moment, then blushed and said coquettishly, "Xuan, you're so naughty, how could you ask such a question..."

Looking at Mom's adorable appearance, I was captivated and said, "Tell me, how long is it? If you don't tell me, my little brother won't get hard."

Even I was surprised that these lewd words seemed to come out so naturally. Could it be that my usual affection for Mom was showing at this moment?

Mom obviously didn't believe me and said, "Xuan, you're tired today, take a good rest. Remember there was a spare set of clothes in your closet? I'll go get it myself after I take a shower."

Mom said, getting up.

I hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "Chu Han, tell me, okay? I just need a little stimulation..."

My mother, feeling shy under my gaze, turned her head away. Not wanting to spoil my fun, she whispered, "You always... always have to do it for over an hour..."

What? An hour! The thought of my mother being tossed and turned in bed by that wretched Zhou Hongxuan for an hour made me feel terrible.

"Come on, Chu Han, hold my penis with your little hand again." I placed my mother's hand on my limp penis.

My mother smiled, gently lifting my drooping glans with her fingers, and said, "Little thing, you were so fierce just now, but now you're behaving yourself, aren't you?"

Looking at the pitiful state of my glans, my mother chuckled, gently stroking my limp penis, and softly said, "Xuan, stop playing around, close your eyes, get some sleep, be good."

I wanted to be good, but my penis wouldn't listen. Under my mother's gentle caress, it quietly awakened once more. My mother's mood improved as my penis became erect again.

"Oh my god... Xuan, did you take Viagra today? Will it harm your health?" my mother asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm fine. Come on, Chu Han, sit on me." I opened my arms, secretly amused. The more harmful it was to Zhou Hongxuan's stinking body, the better!

"Really?" my mother asked. She still preferred to believe me, straddling me and gently pinching my penis with two fingers. I felt my glans rub against the entrance of my mother's vagina before entering her body, which was still warm and moist.

My mother groaned comfortably.

"My good boy, you've really gone through a lot." My mother leaned down and kissed my cheek.

Then came Mom's moment of pleasure. She moved up and down on top of me, her clitoris rubbing against my pubic bone repeatedly. When she reached orgasm, she groaned loudly, her head thrown back, a gush of hot vaginal fluid pouring over her, stimulating me to ejaculate again.

After a while, Mom collapsed onto me, closing her eyes in comfort.

Mom and I went to the bathroom to shower together. During the shower, I wanted to have sex with Mom again, but she stopped me.

After showering, I helped Mom find her pink dress and a set of white underwear. Mom changed into the new clothes, putting the original "Eve's Temptation" dress and the torn white suit into a handbag, ready to take them away.

After finishing all that, Mom prepared to leave. She looked at me with a half-smile, tapped my forehead with her finger, and said, "You little rascal, don't you dare tear my clothes again next time."

"Okay, I promise," I promised. I thought to myself: Don't worry, Mom, there won't be a next time.

In the next day or two, I will kill Zhou Hongxuan, even if it hurts Mom.

After a gentle kiss goodbye to Mom, I closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the bed. At this moment, harming Zhou Hongxuan's body would be easy, but firstly, I didn't know what consequences this would have on my nascent soul, and secondly, Zhou Hongxuan was now essentially my host body; subconsciously, I didn't want to harm "my"

body. Following the natural order, I abandoned the idea and decided to deal with Zhou Hongxuan openly and honestly.

My nascent soul easily left Zhou Hongxuan's body. I looked at the clock on the wall; it was already 4:30 PM. Oh, in another hour, Mom will be picking me up from school.

I quickly flew out and saw my mother's car drive out of the neighborhood. Unable to go to school with her, I had to fly home by myself. As soon as I got home, I called my mother to tell her I wasn't feeling well and had taken the afternoon off to go home.

When my mother got home, she and Xiaoqing came to my room to see me. She was still wearing that pink dress.

My mother carefully took my temperature. I felt a little guilty, but my mind kept replaying the image of my mother lying naked in bed a few hours earlier, her fair buttocks swaying in front of me.

I closed my eyes, shook my head vigorously, and thought, I truly love my mother very, very much, and that's enough, isn't it? Whether she's the mother caring for me now, or the mother I was making love with in bed just now, I love her.

Thinking about it, I felt much more at ease and stopped pretending to be sick. I jumped up and hugged my mother, shouting, "Mom, as soon as I saw you come back, my illness was completely cured! Let's go upstairs and dance!"

My mother was startled, but seeing me so energetic again, she was genuinely happy.

She chuckled and scolded, "Xiao Dan, you're being naughty again. Were you pretending to be sick and hiding at home instead of going to school?"

"Mmm..." I buried my head in my mother's arms; her embrace was so warm.

"Pfft," Xiao Qing, who was nearby, couldn't help but laugh at my mischievous antics.

Nestled in my mother's arms, I watched Xiao Qing covering her mouth and laughing, realizing how beautiful this eighteen-year-old girl had become.

We spent the whole evening laughing.

The next day, I went to school without worry. I didn't believe Zhou Hongxuan would recover so quickly after I had exhausted him the day before.

When my mother came to pick me up from school that evening, she seemed to have just been crying. I asked her what was wrong, but she wouldn't say, which worried me terribly.

After dinner, Mom didn't go dancing with me; instead, she went back to her room to rest. I asked Xiaoqing what was wrong with Mom, but Xiaoqing didn't know either.

I went back to my room and turned on my computer, finding Mom's computer was also on. Ever since I discovered Mom dancing with Zhou Hongxuan that time, she seemed to have realized something, and her diary entries were full of trivial matters. So I stopped reading her diary and neglected her secret relationship with Zhou Hongxuan. But tonight, I'm sorry, Mom, I'm going to peek into your privacy again.

In less than half an hour, I figured out what had happened. It turned out that Dad had sent Mom an email from France, urging her to get a divorce as soon as possible. This wouldn't have been a problem in itself, but the attachment contained several pictures—nude photos of Mom and Zhou Hongxuan during their affair!

The photos weren't taken yesterday, and they weren't very clear; they were obviously taken secretly. In the photos, Mom was naked, frowning, being pinned down by a man. One of the photos showed my mother in a cowgirl position, sitting on a man, her breasts rubbing. The area where their genitals were joined was also captured; the man's dark penis was partially exposed beneath my mother's half-open vulva—a truly lewd image. The man's physique clearly identified him as Zhou Hongxuan.

My seemingly respectable father didn't mention the nude photos in his letter, but his meaning was crystal clear.

I felt a surge of hatred for my father, yet I worried about how my mother could bear such a blow. My mind was in turmoil. How could my father have photos of my mother and Zhou Hongxuan together? I vaguely guessed a possibility and decided to investigate thoroughly. My

nascent soul flew to my mother's room and saw her lying on the bed, her face streaked with tears, clearly having just cried again. A pang of heartache shot through me; I didn't know how to comfort her. I gritted my teeth, turned, and flew out of the room.

I had originally planned to go to Zhou Hongxuan's house in the next couple of days and kill him; then no one would suspect a child. But now, I needed to clarify a few things first.

I flew to Zhou Hongxuan's house, where she was drinking with a man.

From their conversation, I learned that the man's name was "A-Jian."

"Hey bro, how many girls have you been with lately?" A-Jian asked.

"I've been hooking up with a young married woman these past few months. I just got the hang of it. She even came over yesterday and we slept together all afternoon."

"You don't look too good today. Was it yesterday...?" A-Jian chuckled lewdly.

"Hmm... I might have gone a little too far," Zhou Hongxuan said.

"Oh, that woman's that good, able to make your golden spear look like this?"

Just for that remark, this "A-Jian" deserves to die, I thought coldly. I had no idea that the Samadhi Evil Fire was gradually leading me into a demonic realm, and my personality was becoming erratic, wanting to fight and kill anything that displeased me.

"You don't know, that woman, that woman is really, sigh, really..." Zhou Hongxuan sighed, but couldn't find the words to describe my mother. "Let me put it this way, I, Zhou Hongxuan, have so many mistresses, but as soon as she frowns, I dump them all!"

"...This, this is unlikely, isn't it? You must be confused, right? That Zuo Pinzi you got involved with a while ago, she's rich, beautiful, and has a stunning figure. How could she be inferior to her?"

"Yeah, inferior, absolutely inferior..." Zhou Hongxuan took a big gulp of wine and said, "Let me put it this way for you. If Zuo Pinzi is like a firefly, then she is like the bright moon in the sky. How can a firefly compete with the moon's brilliance, huh? Do you understand..."

I didn't expect this guy to praise my mother so much, and I felt a little soft-hearted towards him.

"Ah..." A-Jian seemed a little surprised. He probably couldn't imagine what his mother looked like. He said, "You, you described her as so beautiful, do you have

any photos of her?" "Photos? Don't mention photos to me, damn it!" Zhou Hongxuan suddenly became agitated.

Finally, the topic was getting to the point. I listened intently.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Come on, let's drink." A-Jian used a feigned retreat to advance, offering Zhou Hongxuan another drink.

"You don't understand, someone like you wouldn't understand... I... I really love her..." Zhou Hongxuan said drunkenly.

"Love? You're not joking, are you? You, a seasoned womanizer, can actually fall in love? You described her as something heavenly, something unparalleled on earth. Are you dreaming? Haha..." A-Jian was using reverse psychology.

Zhou Hongxuan became a little anxious. Veins bulged on his face. He said, "Don't provoke me. You don't believe me? I... I'll show you!"

He walked unsteadily to the cabinet, opened a drawer with the key at his waist, and took out some photos.

Ah Jian rushed forward and took the photos.

"These...these are all photos I took with her over the past few months. Look...isn't she beautiful? Doesn't she look like Chang'e in the moon, a fairy from heaven?" Zhou Hongxuan said proudly.

The photos weren't nude photos; they were solo shots of his mother and photos of her with Zhou Hongxuan, some taken in the park, some while dancing.

"Absolutely gorgeous, oh no, stunningly beautiful, truly stunning!" A-Jian muttered to himself, somewhat overly excited, "A-Xuan, you're so lucky with your luck, managing to snag such a beautiful woman!"

"Hehe…who do you think I am, Zhou Hongxuan? It's a piece of cake!"

"You…do you have any more photos of her? I mean…do you have any nude photos of her?" A-Jian asked cautiously, afraid of angering Zhou Hongxuan.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Hongxuan glanced at A-Jian, making him feel uneasy.

Zhou Hongxuan said, "How much do you want to pay? 100,000, 200,000? Damn it, I wouldn't sell it even for 500,000!" He became increasingly agitated, and in the end, he burst into tears.

"Ah Jian, I regret it. To tell you the truth, she was her husband, and he wanted to divorce her. Damn it, he was blind to divorce such a beautiful wife. He... he said he'd give me 800,000 yuan, 200,000 yuan upfront for me to take nude photos of us having sex, and the remaining 600,000 yuan after that." Zhou Hongxuan finally spilled the beans after drinking.

Although I had somewhat suspected this possibility, hearing Zhou Hongxuan say it herself still shocked me.

"What? 800,000 yuan for nude photos? Who's so rich?" Ah Jian was also surprised.

"Money, money, money, don't talk to me about money!" Zhou Hongxuan was somewhat exasperated. "After I sent the photos out yesterday morning, I regretted it. I'd rather not have the 800,000 yuan, I just want her, I just want her! Chu Han... oh... Chu Han, I'm so sorry... sob..."

"Didn't you say she came by yesterday afternoon?" Ah Jian asked.

"Yeah, she came by, she probably doesn't know yet. I... I wanted to be with her one last time. But I realized, I really... really have fallen in love with her," Zhou Hongxuan said.

No wonder this guy was so crazy yesterday, he knew it was the last time.

"Now... now it's all too late. She called me and asked why I did this," Zhou Hongxuan said, burying his face in his hands.

"It's okay, bro, don't be discouraged. Ask her out tomorrow and explain. With your skills, she'll eventually come back to you," A-Jian said.

At that moment, I saw A-Jian tucking two photos of my mother into his pocket. How could this kid be so obsessed with my mother?

"Come on, come on, keep drinking," A-Jian said.

"Give me the photos,"

Zhou Hongxuan took the photos, not noticing that two were missing, and locked the drawer again.

A-Jian looked at Zhou Hongxuan's back, his expression strange, I wondered what he was thinking.

I had already heard the truth and didn't want to stay any longer, so I turned and flew out.

Back home, I sent my father an email, telling him that I knew he had paid Zhou Hongxuan to seduce my mother. I warned him to stop harassing my mother and forbade him from transferring the remaining 600,000 yuan to Zhou Hongxuan, telling him to add another 400,000 yuan and transfer it to my account. I assured him that my mother would divorce him.

I felt so sorry for my mother; she was so beautiful and kind, how could she keep encountering such men and being so heartlessly hurt by them? Only I could truly protect her.

[Part Two: "My Mother Gazing at the Coastline"] (V)

The next two days were the weekend, and I stayed home with my mother. My mother didn't go out these two days, and with my company, her mood improved. Zhou Hongxuan didn't call either.

I was also in a good mood. I was thinking that if everything ended here, as long as Zhou Hongxuan stopped harassing my mother, I might be able to let him go. As for my father, my mother would definitely divorce him. In that case, hehe, my mother would belong to me alone.

On Monday, my mother went to the law firm to complete the divorce procedures with my father. Actually, my father had already completed everything, and all that was left was my mother's signature. When I got home that evening, Mom seemed much more relaxed, but I could tell she was still quite down, after all, she and Dad had been married for over ten years. My parents' divorce didn't seem to affect me much, probably because Dad was always away on business when I was little, and I didn't have much of a connection with him.

But I still pretended to be sad, letting Mom comfort me. Mom reclined on the sofa, and I nestled in her arms, rubbing my head against her full breasts, feeling their amazing elasticity. Mom didn't notice what I was doing; instead, she held me tightly. It felt so good to share

Mom's pain! After fully enjoying Mom's love, I went back to my room and cheerfully sent Dad an email: "Okay, Dad, we're even. But you're still my dad. Thank you for leaving most of the assets to Mom and me, and thank you for the million dollars. In a few years, when I'm all grown up, I'll come to France to see you and your French rich lady, haha." I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of Dad's bewildered reaction to my letter.

I practiced my kung fu for a while, and it was already past nine o'clock. I should go to bed early tonight; tomorrow will be a brand new day.

In my drowsy state, I heard the phone ringing in my mother's room. Who could be calling so late?

After a while, I heard my mother come out of her room. She tried to be quiet, but because I was paying close attention, I still heard it clearly.

My mother went downstairs. I gently opened the door and looked down. My mother was dressed neatly, as if she was about to go out.

I looked at the clock; it was 10:30. Where was my mother going? I was worried. I wondered if my nascent soul would go with her, or if my true self would go?

Possessing a nascent soul would consume too much of my energy, and even if I possessed Zhou Hongxuan's body and made love with my mother, the feeling wouldn't be pleasant. It was so late, and I couldn't bear to leave my mother alone. From now on, I would stay by her side.

I rushed downstairs, shouting, "Mom, Mom, where are you going?"

Mom was at the door, and seeing me run out, she paused for a moment, then said, "Xiaodan, why aren't you asleep yet? Mom has some errands to run, I'll be back soon."

Seeing Mom's uncertain expression, I became even more determined to stay with her, blurting out, "Mom, it's so late, I'm worried about you going out!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Mom has important business to attend to." Perhaps realizing there was something wrong with her words, Mom blushed and said, "Xiaodan, be good, go back to sleep, okay?"

"No, no matter where Mom goes, I want to go with her." I pouted.

"Xiaodan..."

"Mom, I'll just stay in the car, okay?" I pleaded.

"Sigh, Xiaodan, Mom really spoils you." Mom said helplessly.

And so, I happily got into Mom's silver-gray Buick.

Mom's car drove into Zhou Hongxuan's residential area. What was Mom doing here again? Hadn't she seen through Zhou Hongxuan's true colors yet? "No way..."

I pretended it was my first time here and asked, "Mom, where is this place?"

"Um...this is a friend's house. I'm going up to get something and I'll be right back down."

"I want to go up too!"

"No!" Mom was getting a little angry.

"Oh..." Seeing that Mom was really angry, I had no choice but to give up and said, "Mom, please come down quickly."

"Okay, Mom will be down soon. Don't go upstairs to look for Mom. Otherwise, when Mom comes down and can't see you, she'll worry," Mom instructed me.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Mom in the car," I obediently agreed.

"The underground parking garage is so stuffy..."

"I'm not afraid, Mom, hurry back." Only by hiding in the car could I avoid being harassed.

Watching my mother's slender figure disappear around the corner, my nascent soul left my body and quickly followed. My mother entered Zhou Hongxuan's house. Zhou Hongxuan was completely different from his former arrogant self, looking utterly dejected. Was this guy about to use some trick again?

My mother stood gracefully in the living room. She took a deep breath to calm herself and said coldly, "Zhou Hongxuan, I don't want to know what other reasons you have for asking me out. I'm here today just to ask you one question face to face: Did you send those photos to Yun Jingyi?"

"Of course not, he must have hired a private investigator to take them!" Zhou Hongxuan recited the lines he had already prepared.

With a "slap," my mother decisively slapped Zhou Hongxuan across the face. How satisfying!

"You...you're still lying to me!" Mom trembled with rage. "Yun Jingyi may be a scoundrel, but he still has some conscience. He told me everything, including the card number you used to receive payments!"

I almost burst out laughing. Dad had kept this a secret; I guess I'll have to thank him again when we get back.

Zhou Hongxuan was stunned, his usual nonchalance gone, standing there with a bitter face.

"Yun Jingyi told me to be careful of you, you wolf...Zhou Hongxuan, you really are a wolf, a heartless beast!" Mom sobbed, cursing Zhou Hongxuan.

"Chu Han, I...I'm not human, I'm a beast, sob..." Zhou Hongxuan suddenly knelt at Mom's feet, hugged her legs, and burst into tears.

Mom, as if she'd been touched by a venomous snake, quickly pulled away from him.

"Chu Han, you really can't forgive me? I truly love you!" Zhou Hongxuan cried, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Zhou Hongxuan," Mom said with disgust, "stop pretending! I see through your hypocrisy. You had ulterior motives from the start, and now what tricks are you trying to pull? If you have any conscience left, give me those photos!"

Zhou Hongxuan lowered his head, remaining silent for a long time, the room filled with silence.

When he raised his head, his face was filled with a fierce light; he had become a true wolf. A chilling voice emanated from Zhou Hongxuan: "So, you have no sentimentality whatsoever?"

Mom shuddered, saying, "Zhou Hongxuan, I really misjudged you. This is your true face, isn't it?"

Zhou Hongxuan stood up and moved closer to Mom, who retreated step by step.

Realizing the danger, I rushed towards Zhou Hongxuan's head. With a "whoosh," I crashed into a shower of stars. When I regained my senses, I realized—oh no! I was still outside! Mom was cornered against the wall. I charged again, but this time it was even worse; I almost fainted. What was going on?

Zhou Hongxuan pressed down on his mother's shoulders, preventing her from moving, and said, "Your husband is a liar, he didn't give me his 600,000 yuan. You're a liar too, you stole my heart!"

"Pah!" His mother spat at Zhou Hongxuan fiercely, "A person like you has no heart? Don't disgust me!"

"I'll kill you!" After being insulted repeatedly, Zhou Hongxuan finally revealed his ferocious face, raising his hand and grabbing his mother's fair neck.

I was terrified and dared not linger, rushing out as fast as I could. Back in the car, after my nascent soul entered my body, I rushed towards the elevator. The parking garage was on the "-1" floor. Fortunately, not many people used the elevator at night. Watching the elevator lights flash slowly "5...6...7," I pounded on the elevator wall, almost going crazy with anxiety, tears streaming down my face. Mom, you must hold on, your Xiao Dan is here to save you!

Finally, I reached the 15th floor, and before the elevator doors even opened, I shot off like an arrow. Arriving at Zhou Hongxuan's "15th Floor," the iron gate was tightly shut, the lion head on it seeming to mock me for not even being able to protect my mother.

I flew into a rage, roaring, my inner energy surging, and with a burst of power I don't know where it came from, I kicked the iron gate open!

My entire right leg went numb, and I cried out in pain. Without pausing, I rushed inside.

In the living room, Zhou Hongxuan was naked from the waist down, staring at me, speechless. My mother's top was torn open, revealing her two snow-white breasts; she lay slumped on the sofa, unconscious.

Consumed by rage, I lunged forward and delivered a powerful punch to Zhou Hongxuan's stomach. He doubled over like a shrimp, collapsing to the ground, convulsing intermittently.

Because that kick had almost exhausted all my strength, this punch wasn't enough to kill him.

I couldn't care less about him. I threw myself on my mother, shaking her shoulders and calling out, "Mom, Mom, what's wrong? Wake up!"

My mother's face was deathly pale, and she didn't move at all.

I panicked and pressed my face against my mother's snow-white chest to listen to her heartbeat. Thankfully, my mother's heart was still beating weakly, a sound more beautiful than celestial music to me.

I quickly pressed my lips to hers, sucking on her cool lips, using the tip of my tongue to pry open her teeth and transfer a wisp of true energy into her. The true energy circulated gently within my mother's body for a few rounds, and her body gradually warmed up, her heart beating more strongly. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I couldn't bear to leave my mother's soft lips. I thought to myself, "Let the true energy circulate within my mother's body a few more times.

" "Ugh..." My mother let out a low moan.

I was startled and looked up to see my mother staring at me with wide eyes in surprise.

"Xiao Dan, oh... what are you doing?" my mother said.

"Mom, you...you just fainted..." My heart was pounding. Oh no, Mom found out.

"I fainted?" Mom seemed confused, but when she saw Zhou Hongxuan lying on the ground, she suddenly realized what was happening. "Oh, right, Zhou...Zhou Hongxuan grabbed my neck, and then...then I lost consciousness." "

Yes." I nodded.

"But, Xiaodan, how did you get in?" Mom asked, puzzled.

"Hmm..." I stared at the two luscious red hickeys on Mom's white breasts, and my heart started pounding again.

"Oh...Xiaodan, turn your head away! Don't look at Mom like that!" Mom realized her upper body was almost completely naked, and she was overcome with shame. She hurriedly grabbed her shirt to cover her breasts.

I awkwardly turned away. Seeing Zhou Hongxuan still lying there, foaming at the mouth, I quickly shifted my gaze and said, "Mom, I subdued Zhou Hongxuan. What are we going to do with him now?"

Mom didn't answer.

I was a little confused, but didn't dare turn around, so I said, "Mom, are you... are you dressed?"

"Yes," Mom said softly.

I turned around nervously and saw that Mom's top barely covered her chest.

Her face was flushed, and I didn't know what she was thinking.

"Mom?" I reminded her.

"Hmm." Mom woke up and glanced at me with a look that was both coquettish and resentful, which made me feel weak all over.

"Mom, what should we do with Zhou Hongxuan?"

"What do you think?"

"Ah, what should I say?"

"Yes, our Xiaodan is a man now, he can stand up for his mother." Mom sat up straight and casually tossed a strand of hair behind her ear, looking incredibly charming.

I don't know if it was because her naked body was exposed in front of her son, but Mom had a seductive and alluring air about her at that moment. I lowered my head, not daring to look any longer.

After calming myself down, I said, "Mom, I think we should kill Zhou Hongxuan, or hand him over to the police."

"Hmm, don't do that yet," Mom said hesitantly. "Xiaodan, close the door."

A door? Is that even a door anymore? I walked to the door with a wry smile and tried to close the iron door I'd kicked aside, but it wouldn't close properly. There was such a commotion, and no one came out to check. That's the characteristic of urban apartment buildings, I guess.

"Xiaodan, did you kick the iron door open?" Mom asked.

"Yes, I was in a hurry and kicked it open. My right leg still hurts."

"Oh, where does it hurt? Let Mom rub it for you." Mom was very concerned.

"No need, Mom, we'll talk about it when we get back. Let's deal with Zhou Hongxuan first."

"You…you wake him up first."

Mom was still so gentle. Why bother waking him up? Just kick him a couple of times and it's done. I stood behind Zhou Hongxuan, making him face Mom so she could ask him questions.

Zhou Hongxuan was woken up by my kick, his eyes glazed over, unfocused.

"Xiaodan, you…ask him where the photos are," Mom whispered.

"So that's what you're asking about." I almost blurted out that I knew, but thankfully I held back.

"Tell me, where are the photos?" It really felt like I was interrogating a criminal.

Zhou Hongxuan was lying on the ground, coughing violently, his back arching repeatedly. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which startled me. I glanced at my mother, who seemed to turn her head away with pity. Seeing her former lover in such a pathetic state, she must feel uncomfortable too, right?

I couldn't help but feel a sense of vengeful pleasure. I kicked Zhou Hongxuan hard again, making him roll over. He was naked on top before, but now his manhood was exposed, drooping ugly. My mother closed her eyes in shame and said, "Xiao Dan, you...you should just let him lie there."

Haha, when you two were flirting and making faces at the dance school rehearsal room that day, did you ever think this day would come? My anger surged!

"Zhou...Hong...Xuan, you tell me!" I gritted my teeth, not doing what my mother said, but instead viciously stomping on Zhou Hongxuan's face.

"Xiao Dan, don't do this!" Mom opened her eyes and shouted.

"Hmph, don't do this? Mom, do you still pity this despicable bastard? He deserves to die a thousand times!"

I was furious, staring coldly at Mom.

"Oh... Xiao Dan, don't look at Mom like that." Mom looked at me in surprise.

I suddenly woke up. What was wrong with me? Had anger extinguished my reason? How could I hurt my dearest mother?

"I'm sorry, Mom, it's my fault." I lowered my head and moved my foot away from Zhou Hongxuan's face.

Mom wanted to say something, but didn't. Silence fell over the room.

Then Zhou Hongxuan started to speak, "The photos... the photos are on the computer. Don't... don't kill me." Then came

another violent cough.

I realized that he probably took the nude photos of Mom with a digital camera, otherwise he would have developed them himself. I doubted he would dare take them to a printing shop.

That made things easier. I told Mom to go to the bathroom to wash her face. I quickly unbuckled the key from Zhou Hongxuan's waist, opened the drawer where he kept his mother's photos, and took them out. Aside from the ones A-Jian had seen before, there were no nude photos of my mother. I tucked the photos into my pocket. I

opened Zhou Hongxuan's computer, found the folder containing the photos, and after confirming they were correct, I opened the case and unplugged the entire hard drive. Of course, I was going to keep these photos.

Zhou Hongxuan, seeing that I knew his secret like a ghost, trembled with fear.

I whispered in his ear, "Listen carefully, Zhou. If my mother spares your life, but you dare to reveal a single word of this, you'll die a horrible death."

Hearing there was still hope for his life, Zhou Hongxuan nodded repeatedly, saying, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare tell anyone."

After my mother came out, I told her everything was settled, and that I had formatted Zhou Hongxuan's hard drive.

Mom seemed a little flustered and asked, "Xiaodan, you didn't see...see those photos, did you?"

"No, I formatted the hard drive as soon as I turned on the computer," I said innocently. "Mom, what kind of photos were those?"

"Nothing, just some casual snapshots," Mom said, somewhat embarrassed.

I didn't press further, but said, "Mom, what about him?" I pointed to Zhou Hongxuan lying on the floor.

"Hmm..." Mom hesitated, "Never mind, let's go, we don't need to worry about him.

" Mom was indeed soft-hearted. But I wasn't so easily swayed. I said, "Mom, you go out first."

Mom turned around and said, "Xiaodan, don't kill him, it will break Mom's heart." "

Don't worry, Mom, I won't kill him."

I said to Zhou Hongxuan, "Zhou Hongxuan, listen carefully, loving someone is not a sin, but hurting someone must be punished." With that, I placed my hand on his waist, unleashing a burst of internal energy. The fiery dragon energy had already burned his kidneys, ensuring he would never be able to dominate in bed again.

Zhou Hongxuan let out a scream. My mother shuddered, but didn't turn around. She just said anxiously, "Xiaodan, what...what are you doing?"

"Mom, it's nothing," I said casually. "He can never seduce respectable women again."

"Xiaodan, what are you saying!" my mother said coquettishly.

"Oh...Mom, I'm sorry, I wasn't talking about you," I hurriedly explained, only to make things worse.

My mother stamped her foot in embarrassment and quickly walked out.

I quickly followed, but suddenly felt a sense of unease. I turned around and saw Zhou Hongxuan staring at me with resentment. When he saw me looking at him, he quickly lowered his head.

I thought to myself, "Zhou Hongxuan, you're courting death." However, today's scene wasn't a good time to kill him. I turned and walked out, thinking I had to find an opportunity to finish him off.

My mother was driving, and I sat next to her, feeling uneasy. What happened tonight must have made my mother suspicious of me.

"Xiao Dan," Mom finally spoke, "how...how did you know Mom was being bullied up there?"

"Oh, Mommy didn't come down for so long, I had a feeling something was wrong," I stammered. "Luckily I went up in time." I was still shaken.

"It's a good thing I brought you with me tonight, otherwise Mom..."

"Haha, Mom, I was your protector!" I said proudly.

"Pfft..." Mom laughed, teasing, "Xiao Dan, you saved Mom, how can Mom repay you?"

"I want to kiss Mom!" I said happily.

"You little rascal, when we get home, Mom will let you kiss me as much as you want," Mom said affectionately.

"Hehe..." I grinned from ear to ear.

"Xiao Dan, just now up there, you...you gave me CPR?" Mom's face flushed.

"Yes, Mom, I...I was..." I hurriedly tried to explain.

"Xiao Dan, don't explain. Mommy isn't blaming you. Mommy knows you love Mommy the most. It's just..."

"Just what?" I was a little confused.

"It's just... just that Xiao Dan's saliva really smells awful!" Mommy finished in one breath, then, seeing my bewildered expression, couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. I then realized Mommy was teasing me on purpose.

"Hahaha..."

The Buick, carrying my mother and me with our laughter, sped towards our home.

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