Desire and Human Relationships Author: zhouyu12121

Author: zhouyu12121

This is my first post here. This will be a mother-son incest story, but those who like profanity and heavy content
should not read it. I'm not good at harem stories. Of course, there will be passionate descriptions of desire, but they will be developed gradually.

I've never liked stories that start with wish fulfillment; I'm not in the mood to read them. And good mother-son stories are becoming increasingly rare, so I
decided 　　to write one according to my own preferences. I'm posting the first 　　chapter here first. If
the response is good, I will finish the rest as soon as possible. My writing skills are not up to par, so please forgive me. ********** ... 　　After she took off her sunglasses and sat down opposite Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu saw a beautiful and delicate face. She didn't look like the 40-year-old woman Yu Ruobing had mentioned, a year older than her. Both her natural beauty and well-maintained appearance surpassed, if not surpassed, that of Yu Ruobing, who ran a beauty salon: a rosy, round face, a fair and smooth forehead, bright almond-shaped eyes, and thin, pink lips exuding a touch of gentleness, while slightly upturned eyebrows and a straight nose displayed a capable and spirited air. Both were naturally beautiful, but Yu Ruobing's beauty was overt and flamboyant, while Lin Haiping possessed a more noble and gentle grace. 　　Kunzi had asked Zhou Yu to meet Lin Haiping so that he, a car mechanic at a dealership, could work as Lin Haiping's full-time driver and guide for a while after her arrival in the area . Lin Haiping wasn't very familiar with this coastal city, but Yu Ruobing, her only good friend in the city trusted Zhou Yu's character and driving skills. Having him as a full-time driver and guide was a perfect solution. 　　Speaking of Kunzi, he was Zhou Yu's most reliable friend in the city. Both were orphans of the earthquake. Four years ago, after graduating from junior high school, Zhou Yu, having lost interest in studying, was introduced to the city by a kind neighbor to learn car . He met Kunzi unexpectedly at the car repair shop. Although Kunzi was a few years older than Zhou Yu, they got along very well. They worked together at the same shop, joked around, raced cars together, and even went to underground parking lots to race cars—from motorcycles to cars—to earn extra money… 　　This continued until Kunzi met Yu Ruobing, the woman who haunted his dreams but was a full twelve years older than him. A year ago, Kunzi married Yu Ruobing. With a "rich woman" wife to protect him, Kunzi no longer had to live such a hard life, and of course, he couldn't be as carefree as before. He spent far less . To outsiders, Kunzi's marriage to a woman so much older than him was nothing more than for her money. Perhaps only Zhou Yu knew that her friend genuinely loved Ruobing. After their marriage, Zhou Yu wisely avoided contacting Kunzi, even calling him less often. Seeing that her friend remembered her after good news brought some comfort to her recent troubled state of mind. 　　Before Lin Haiping arrived, Zhou Yu asked Yu Ruobing what her good friend did for a living. 　　Yu Ruobing said, "She's a returnee! She used to be the general agent for a multinational corporation in Australia, and returned to China more than two years ago to run her own textile company. She has a bright future ahead of her. She's here mainly to investigate the market and sign a big contract. But she's new here and not familiar with the area, and I'm busy and can't always be by her side, so I wanted to find a driver and guide, and that's when I thought of you." 　　Zhou Yu stuck out his tongue and said, "That's amazing..." 　　After meeting and introducing themselves, they sat down. Zhou Yu felt a strange nervousness, but fortunately, Lin Haiping only asked him one question: how old was he? Zhou Yu quickly told her, "I'm exactly twenty this year." 　　Lin Ping nodded and said, "I heard about your situation from Ruobing. We're from the same hometown. I'm also from Haidu, but I happened to be abroad during the earthquake eighteen years ago." 　　Lin Ping's tone was warm, which immediately eased Zhou Yu's anxiety. She only exchanged a few words with Zhou Yu before chatting away with Yu Ruobing. The two men, understanding the situation, remained attentive listeners and spectators, finding it quite pleasant to watch two beautiful women chatting so freely. The two women started by discussing beauty, then moved on to the past, even revealing embarrassing stories from their earlier years. Zhou Yu didn't understand much about their past stories and wasn't particularly interested, only occasionally offering a smile. 　　After leaving the coffee shop, Yu Ruobing had Zhou Yu drive Lin Haiping in a pre-arranged car, officially making him a full-time driver. As for the car rental company, it was a business funded by Yu Ruobing but managed by someone else, so there was no problem . The job wasn't complicated; he simply drove to the places Lin Haiping pointed out. When they arrived at their destinations, Lin Haiping wouldn't call him, so he just waited patiently in the car. 　　Zhou Yu enjoyed this for three days. On the afternoon of the fourth day, Lin Ping asked him to drive to the beach so she could relax and sunbathe. Over the past few days, the two had gradually become familiar with each other. Zhou Yu was no longer as reserved as when they first met , and he changed his address from "General Manager Lin" to "Sister Ping." 　　As he drove towards the beach, he said, "Sunbathing? Aren't you afraid of getting a tan, Sister Ping?" 　　Lin Ping smiled and said, "I'll get a little darker. Let's find a place to buy some beach gear first." 　　Zhou Yu nodded and parked the car outside a specialty store. The two got out and bought two sets of sunbathing gear and other necessities. 　　The beach was bustling with people; men and women in all sorts of colorful outfits were playing and enjoying the seawater and sunshine. Lin Haiping and Zhou Yu first swam a few laps in the sea, then took a relaxing bath in an artificial freshwater pool, and finally found a relatively quiet spot where they each spread out a beachcloth and lay down to sunbathe . 　　Zhou Yu lay there, unable to sleep. He glanced at Lin Haiping beside him. She lay there with a towel covering her waist and abdomen, limbs outstretched, seemingly asleep. Her one-piece swimsuit accentuated her curvaceous figure, her long, slender, snow-white legs smooth and full. Her wet hair loosely covered half her face… everything exuded a mature and alluring charm. Zhou Yu couldn't help but feel a little distracted, but then his face flushed, and he quickly looked away. He saw two teenage boys playing nearby, one lying on the beach while the other buried him in the sand, leaving only his head above water. 　　Watching this, Zhou Yu felt a surge of childlike wonder. He quietly got up and dug a human-shaped hole beside him…

He then lay down in the sand and carefully shoveled the sand he had dug up onto himself. Although he wasn't buried as tightly as the
two boys, he managed to cover most of his body in the sandpit.

Surprisingly, lying in the dry, fine sand was quite comfortable. Zhou Yu wondered if this was what they called a sand bath.
Feeling comfortable, he became sleepy and, too lazy to move, fell asleep in the sandpit. After an unknown amount
of time, Zhou Yu, still deeply asleep, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on him. Driven by instinct, he abruptly sat up in
his half-asleep state . In that instant of awakening, he heard a gasp and saw someone
fall into his arms. When he opened his eyes and saw clearly, he realized that Lin Haiping had woken up sometime earlier and
was now sitting on his lap with a panicked expression.

Zhou Yu was momentarily bewildered, only feeling a warm, fragrant embrace. The woman's smooth skin pressed
against his sand-covered chest, while her full buttocks sat on his lap, exuding a unique feminine
scent that instantly filled him with a sense of bliss.

It's said that to truly appreciate a woman's beauty, one must go to the pool. Zhou Yu noticed that Lin Haiping, even without
makeup, was still radiantly charming. Her skin was firm and supple, radiating a gentle warmth, and the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes added
a touch of mature elegance.

Lin Haiping stared wide-eyed for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening. Embarrassed, she quickly
stood up , pointed at Zhou Yu, and laughed, saying, "You really are like a child! You scared me to death!"

Zhou Yu then roughly understood what had happened. It turned out that after waking up, Lin Haiping wanted to rinse off in the freshwater pool.
Having just woken up, she hadn't looked closely and unknowingly stepped on Zhou Yu's chest as she walked over. Realizing something was wrong, she
turned around to see Zhou Yu also get up. Startled, she fell back down. Zhou Yu, realizing what had happened, couldn't help but laugh,
quickly getting up and shaking off the fine sand, saying, "Luckily you're not a big fat guy, otherwise I'd be in big trouble. I'm not
married , not even..." He chuckled.

Lin Haiping pointed to the freshwater pool and said, "Let's go, rinse off, then take me back to the hotel!"

...This brief "skin-to-skin contact" seemed to have brought their relationship even closer. On
the way back to the hotel, Zhou Yu asked, "Sister Ping seems very happy today. Is something good happening? Did your husband or
your lover call to say hello?"

Lin Haiping replied, "Hehe, little brat, I'm all alone now. This middle-aged woman
has no one wanting , so what lover could I possibly have?"

"Really? You make it sound so real, who would believe that? I'd believe you if you said you were single, but to say that
no one is pursuing you with your looks? Do you think I'm a child? Haha."

Lin Haiping said, "There are men, but they're mostly just casual flings. At this age, finding someone truly
good isn't easy."

Zhou Yu glanced at the slightly melancholy Lin Haiping in the rearview mirror and said, "Not entirely. Look at
Sister Ruobing and Kunzi, aren't they doing quite well?"

Lin Haiping smiled and said, "They are doing quite well! To be honest, seeing how lovey-dovey they are, I'm a little
envious ."

"Isn't there a saying, 'It's better to weave a net than to stand by the water and envy the fish'? If you envy them, take action yourself
!"

"Haha...you little brat, you've got a whole set of rules. Are you suggesting I find a younger woman to live
with ? I can't...I don't have that kind of charm!"

"You can, I think you're even more charming than Sister Ruobing."

"Alright, stop joking! You're just a kid, you think you know about charm? Would you marry a 40-year-old woman
?"

"I would! If it were someone as good as Sister Ping, I'd be willing, haha."

"Go away! Seriously! How's your father?" "

Still the same old story, we talked on the phone the night before last."

"Oh, kidney failure is hard to cure. The only way to cure it is with a transplant, and even then the risks are significant..." Zhou Yu
nodded and remained silent.

The father Zhou Yu spoke of was actually his adoptive father. All his elders had
perished in the massive earthquake when he was just over a year old. He was rescued from the rubble, right
beneath his already lifeless father's hunched-over body. No one even knew his surname or given name. Later, a
car mechanic surnamed Zhou, who had also lost his parents and wife in the earthquake, adopted him from the shelter.

Master Zhou also had a biological son named Zhou Lei, who lost an arm in the earthquake. So, his
car repair skills were honed from elementary school, but being somewhat rebellious, he didn't want to stay with his father and
ran off to another city. He only found out he was adopted by chance when he discovered the adoption certificate, but
his naturally optimistic nature only lasted a few days before he recovered.

A little over a year ago, his adoptive father was diagnosed with kidney failure and needed dialysis every so often
, costing a fortune. Zhou Yu realized how little money he had saved throughout his life
, and seemed to mature overnight. He stopped wandering around and started working diligently at the car repair shop,
saving money for his father's treatment.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Zhou Yu helped carry their things and followed Lin Haiping into the hotel. As soon as they entered the room, Lin Haiping
immediately went to shower and change. Zhou Yu couldn't just leave without saying goodbye, so she sat on the sofa to wait.
Bored, she turned on the TV, but her eyes fell on a photo album next to it, which she picked up and started flipping
through.

The album was mostly filled with photos of Lin Haiping, seemingly taken within the last two years. There were pictures of her in
scenic settings , and slightly retouched portraits—each one captivating, exuding a mesmerizing charm. Zhou
Yu was momentarily mesmerized.

One photo of Lin Haiping with someone caught her eye. The other person in the photo looked familiar;
she was also a beautiful and charming woman, wearing an elegant red and white dress, with a radiant smile, and her face bore a striking resemblance to
Lin Haiping . "Who is this?" Zhou Yu thought for a moment, then smiled. She remembered
seeing her on TV—a presenter named Xu Gehui, a famous host on Phoenix TV.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Haiping, wearing a large bathrobe, sat down on the sofa while tidying her long hair.

"Oh, your photos!" Lin Haiping smiled and said, "I found these photos yesterday when I was organizing the files in a bag.
I didn't know when I had accumulated so many photos that I hadn't sorted them out. I had them with me all the time, so I made an album to put them in."
"Otherwise, I might just throw it away randomly sometime."

Zhou Yu pointed to the group photo and said, "Sister Ping, what's your relationship? You two look quite alike!"

Lin Haiping glanced at it and said, "We're not really related. We just met twice at an event, and people said we
looked , so they took a few pictures of us together. It's just a coincidence, haha!"

Zhou Yu smiled and pointed to another photo of herself wearing sunglasses on a boat, saying, "This one's cool. Can
I have it?"

Lin Haiping was taken aback and asked, "What do you want it for?"

"Haha, you're going back to Hainan in a few days, and we're friends now, so a souvenir is fine
, right?"

"Okay, take it!" Zhou Yu carefully took out the photo and then said goodbye and left.

Zhou Yu's place was a three-person shared apartment, simply partitioned into three
small rooms , one room for each person. It was simple but quiet. He ate some noodles for dinner, watched TV for a while, and then went back to his room
and lay down on the bed. While undressing, he held the photo of Lin Haiping in his hand, examining it for a while. It was
so captivating, a mesmerizing, intoxicating feeling. He couldn't help but kiss the photo lightly.
A strange impulse surged within him, and his hand involuntarily reached for his genitals, stroking his erect
penis… He had two special skills: one was his driving skills, and the other was
his penis. His close friends had once praised it, saying it could
rival the male actors in European pornographic films.

With a low groan, Zhou Yu released a pleasurable sensation, leaving
a large puddle on the towel beside his genitals. As Zhou Yu got up to clean up, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was his brother,
Zhou Lei, calling. He quickly answered.

"Brother, Dad… Dad's condition has worsened again these past two days. He refuses to go for dialysis,"
came .

"Huh? What's wrong with Dad? Why won't he go?"

"He's worried about the money!"

"Is he short of money again?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end. "It's all my fault for being so useless. I made you manage everything by yourself..."

"Brother, what are you saying? Don't worry, I'll send the money back tomorrow. Just take good care of Dad, and I'll take care of the money
!"

...

After hanging up, Zhou Yu started rummaging through all his pockets and bankbooks. In the end, he calculated that
he only had 3,000 yuan left. He had just sent some money home a month ago, and now he had very little left.
He plopped down on the edge of the bed. How could he send so little money back home? He lit a cigarette and racked his brains for a solution.
He realized that he could only borrow some from friends first, so he started calling acquaintances. But after calling around, either
the other party pretended to be short of money or pretended not to hear him. The only people who agreed to lend him money were a few hundred yuan. Finally, he dialed Kunzi
's number.

"Lend me some money tomorrow, is it convenient for you?"

"How much? Is it your dad...?"

"It's nothing..." Zhou Yu concealed his urgency. He wanted to borrow more at once, but he stopped himself from saying it
: "Is 7000 okay?"

"Okay, come and collect it tomorrow morning!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yu collapsed onto the bed again. The reason he called Kunzi last was because
he knew Kunzi would definitely help, but if he could borrow money from someone else, he would try not to ask Kunzi. He didn't want
to disturb . He had personally heard Yu Ruobing tell Kunzi to stay away from his old cronies.
After all, things were different now, and he needed to pay attention to his status and image. Although those people might not include Zhou Yu
, he secretly took those words to heart.

The next morning, Zhou Yu first went to Kunzi's apartment complex to collect the money Kunzi had lent him. Then he
rushed to a bank to transfer the money to his younger brother's account. Finally, he drove to the hotel to pick up Lin Haiping, as
agreed , to take her to a company at 9:30 to sign a contract.

Lin Haiping was as radiant as ever. Even though Zhou Yu was in a bad mood today, he couldn't help but stare at
her as she walked towards him and sat in the back seat. She was wearing a green jumpsuit today, exuding a different kind of charming beauty,
which made Zhou Yu glance at her a few more times before starting the car.

Seemingly noticing Zhou Yu's low spirits, Lin Haiping asked, "You don't seem to be in a good mood today. Why aren't you
saying ? Is it too boring spending all day with this old woman like me?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Yu laughed.

"Sister Ping, stop saying 'old woman' all the time, okay? You're not old at all!
Saying that all the time makes you sound old, even if you're not, your heart is old first, isn't it?"

"Hehe, tell me, what's on your mind? Did you have a fight with your 'little sweetheart'?"

"What 'little sweetheart'?" Zhou Yu sighed and said, "My brother called. My father's illness has
worsened again. I just went to Kunzi's place and asked him to help me raise some money to send back home..."

"Oh, I signed this contract today. I'll give you your wages when we get back to the hotel this afternoon!"

Zhou Yu said gratefully. "Thank you, Sister Ping. I'm not afraid of being laughed at at this point; I'm
completely broke."

As usual, Zhou Yu sat in the car waiting for Lin Haiping to sign a large contract. He couldn't help but think how capable this woman was
, coming and going all by herself without an assistant or any subordinates to negotiate a contract.

The contract signing went surprisingly smoothly. Before noon, Zhou Yu saw Lin Haiping and her group leave the
company . She sat in the passenger seat and told Zhou Yu to follow another car back to her hotel, saying she was
going to have lunch with the other party. Zhou Yu started the car, but then heard Lin Haiping say, "You're coming with me to lunch later.
Just say you're a new employee of my company and I want to broaden your horizons."

"Me?"

"Yes, it's you! Your job is to fend off a few drinks for me, otherwise I can't handle the alcohol."
Zhou Yu understood.

To make a long story short, during the meal, the other party frequently raised their glasses. Lin Haiping handled the situation skillfully, and under her brilliant direction, Zhou Yu
seized the opportunity to successfully complete his mission of protecting her. Although he was a little tipsy, he managed to escape unscathed while still remaining sober
. Fortunately, Lin Haiping was staying at this hotel, so there was no need for her to drive. Zhou Yu gently helped Lin Haiping back to her
hotel room. As usual, Lin Haiping went straight into the bathroom, while Zhou Yu sat on the sofa, half-heartedly watching the television.
He'd drunk quite a bit and was feeling drowsy. When Lin Haiping came out of the bathroom, he was already fast asleep on the sofa, even
snoring softly. Lin Haiping couldn't help but smile faintly, looking at the handsome young man. Thinking about his
past experiences, she felt a pang of genuine pity. She sighed, reached out and gently nudged him, saying softly, "Zhou Yu, get up
and wash up before you sleep. You'll get sick. Wake up..." She called him several times before finally rousing him.

"Sister Ping... I fell asleep... If there's nothing else, I'll go back." Zhou Yu stood up somewhat embarrassedly
. Lin Haiping said, "What, still being so polite? Hehe, listen to me and go wash up! It's still early,
take a nap and go back, or at least wash up, you reek of alcohol."

Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment, thinking, "I'm a grown man, and a woman isn't as straightforward as me!" Then he nodded and went to the bathroom
.

After filling the tub with water, Zhou Yu took off his clothes and soaked in it, feeling incredibly comfortable. He couldn't help but
think of Lin Haiping's concerned tone earlier, feeling a surge of emotion. At the same time
, his mind conjured up an image of her in a bathrobe, her hair wrapped in a towel, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman. The thought stirred his
male hormones, and his lower body became uncontrollably aroused. He blushed,
slapped his face hard, and tried to stop thinking about it. He quickly washed himself, then hastily
rinsed off with shower gel and dried himself with a towel.

Just then, Lin Haiping's voice rang out from outside: "I forgot, there's no... well,
you know... It's a little small, but it'll do. Just make do!"

She was already outside the bathroom, the door a crack open, and a hand holding a white bathrobe
reached in. Zhou Yu's heart tightened. He hurriedly pulled on his underwear, haphazardly reaching for his bathrobe. In his haste,
he slipped and fell to the bathroom floor with a cry of pain in his bottom, still clutching
the corner of the bathrobe as he dragged it inside.

Lin Haiping, hearing the commotion from outside, knew something was wrong; he must have fallen. She knew from experience that a wet, tiled bathroom
floor was painful and potentially dangerous. Instinctively, she flung open the door. "Are you
alright?"

Zhou Yu quickly put on his bathrobe and hastily tied the straps. "I'm fine… just a little sore."

He slowly stood up. His hip throbbed slightly, but he felt nothing was wrong. He forced a smile to indicate he was alright and
left the bathroom. Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Yu noticed a scrape on the outside of his left ankle, already bleeding.

"It's bleeding! Go to the hospital!" Lin Haiping turned to change and leave.

Zhou Yu said, "No need, it's not that precious!" He reached out and grabbed Lin Haiping, but
in their haste, they both pulled too hard, and Zhou Yu nearly made her fall. Zhou Yu quickly got up
and supported Lin Haiping, her delicate body pressing against his. The sudden intimacy startled them both; a warm
sensation swept over them, their breathing and heartbeats quickening…

Just as Lin Haiping reacted and tried to break free, Zhou Yu finally lost control,
pulling her in front of him, his breath hot with a mixture of alcohol and desire, showering her with kisses, first on her pale neck
.

"Zhou Yu…no, no…" she struggled, but her body, including her arms, was completely held firmly by
another pair of strong arms, making it difficult to move.

"Sister Ping, I really like you so much... I can't control anything else!" Lin Haiping felt as if she were enveloped in a wave
of heat, her body temperature rising rapidly. "Don't do this... let go..." But before she could finish speaking, her body was
suddenly turned around, and a pair of hot lips silenced her words. At the same time, a pair of hands had already reached into the wide
bathrobe , thirstily exploring and caressing her smooth skin.

Lin Haiping was instantly overwhelmed by the heat, lost in the moment... When an inexperienced hand probed into that mysterious place
between , she tilted her fair neck back and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. This sound seemed to be
a command to Zhou Yu. He was so excited that he was almost at a loss. He forcefully pulled down Lin Haiping's panties,
simultaneously laying her down on the floor. Before she could react, her bathrobe was completely undone, her bra was pushed up, and
her panties were pulled down to her knees. One hand caressed her pubic area, while the other hand climbed up her breasts
, his mouth taking one of her not-so-large but full and delicate breasts into his mouth.

"Mmm... ah." Lin Haiping's instinctive desires were gradually activated.
The told her that the man on top of her was still just a big boy who had never experienced lovemaking. His
excitement and his frantic chaos caused her tightly closed desires to suddenly burst open. Suddenly, she felt
a hot body brushing against the soft skin of her thighs, and there was even a slight dampness... The body
finally pointed to the center of her lower body. The hot yet slippery body she felt was, of course, the big boy's
excited penis. At this moment, it began to eagerly head towards its destination.

"Hmm! Ah..." Lin Haiping let out a long moan as the boy's penis clumsily searched for the final entrance outside her body,
involuntarily tilting her head back slightly. Just then, she saw something constantly
moving , occasionally brushing against her cheek, forehead, and the corner of her eye. It was a round jade
ornament, about the size of an ancient coin, depicting a white-headed, red-bodied, and green-tailed bird. The small bird's body was made of three-colored jade, smooth and without any
other carvings. A golden velvet cord passed through the holes symbolizing the bird's eyes and hung around Zhou Yu's neck.

After the jade ornament swayed before her eyes several times, Lin Haiping finally saw what it was. Her heart skipped a beat,
as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head. The rising desire was instantly extinguished, even though she clearly felt the heat of the
boy's lower body finding its way into her. She suddenly exerted all her strength to push against the man beside her.

Zhou Yu, excitedly straightening his erection and aiming it at the flower path, was suddenly pushed away at the crucial moment. Before he could react
, the woman beneath him had already gotten up, grabbed her bathrobe in a few quick movements, covered herself, and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door
shut behind her…

Zhou Yu was stunned, taking a long time to recover. Although he realized his recklessness, he still couldn't quite understand
Lin Haiping's actions. He got up and went to the bathroom door. "Sister Ping…" After a while, the door opened a crack, and Zhou Yu's clothes and pants, which he
had left silently
put on his clothes. "Sister Ping, what… what's wrong? It's all my fault…" "You should go. My mind is a bit muddled."
"It's okay, don't come unless I call you!" Lin Haiping's tone was slightly agitated, even a little incoherent.

Zhou Yu agreed and walked out...

(II)

For two consecutive days, Zhou Yu did not receive a call from Lin Haiping. He anxiously guessed and thought about all sorts of consequences,
wondering she had already told Kun and Lin Ruobing about it. That would be a huge loss of face, so he
didn't even dare to go to the car dealership... He couldn't help but regret his impulsive actions that day. Fortunately, this agonizing period ended on
the third day He had just gotten up when Lin Haiping called him. After answering, there was a noticeable pause on the other end of the line
before her voice came through. She told him to pick her up and go to a biological research institute in the city. Normally, he would have
asked what they were going there for, but at this moment, he was so worried that he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He simply answered, put down the phone,
and quickly changed his clothes to go pick up Lin Haiping.

Lin Haiping looked slightly haggard today, a hint of weariness in her eyes. She sat directly in the back seat when she got in the car
. Zhou Yu felt increasingly guilty and didn't dare look her in the eye. He drove silently, only occasionally
stealing a glance in the rearview mirror before quickly looking away, though Lin Haiping's expression seemed quite calm.
They drove in silence until they arrived at the designated research institute. Lin Haiping told Zhou Yu to wait in the car for a while; she was going to see an old friend. She told him
to go with anyone who called him and just do as they said. Zhou Yu didn't understand, but simply nodded in agreement.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yu saw a middle-aged man walk up to the car, gesturing for him to get out
and follow him. He got out and followed the man into the research institute, then went straight into what looked like a laboratory
. The room was empty, filled only with various instruments.

After entering, the man brought out a syringe. Zhou Yu was taken aback and asked, "Do I need an injection?"

"No, just a blood draw."

"Huh? What's it for?" Although Zhou Yu sounded reluctant, remembering Lin Haiping's watchful gaze, he
still sat down at the table and laid his left arm flat on it.

After a moment of pain, the blood was drawn.

The man looked Zhou Yu over and chuckled, saying, "It's alright, you can go now."

"Can you tell me what this is for?"

"You'll know in a few days. Anyway, it's not a bad thing, don't worry!"

With that, he turned and went into a room inside.

Zhou Yu had no choice but to turn and leave. Lin Haiping was already waiting for him in the porch. After getting into the car, Lin Haiping
said to him, "Find a Western restaurant nearby, let's go eat Western food."

Seeing that she had regained her usual radiance, Zhou Yu felt relieved, smiled, and started the car.

Sitting at an elegant table in a Western restaurant, Lin Haiping asked Zhou Yu, "Do you like Western food?" "
I haven't eaten there many times; this place is very expensive." Lin Haiping smiled knowingly, her eyes filled with maternal care.
Then she began to talk to him about Western food, including the proper way to eat it and things to keep in mind. Zhou Yu listened intently, never knowing there were so many intricacies to
Western dining , even down to what kind of wine to drink and what kind of wine to use in which goblet.

After a waiter with a mixed-race appearance brought over their beef, Zhou Yu awkwardly picked up his knife and fork
and began cutting the beef on his plate. Lin Haiping watched him, her lips curved in a smile. Zhou Yu put a piece of beef in
his mouth chewed it with relish. Lin Haiping then placed another piece on his plate. "Sister Ping,
why aren't you eating?" Lin Haiping smiled. "I can't eat such a big piece." Zhou Yu shyly raised his
glass. "Then let's have a toast." "Okay." The two clinked glasses.

"What are your plans for the future? Have you thought about doing something else?" Lin Haiping suddenly asked. Zhou Yu said,
"Besides fixing cars, I don't know anything else... I haven't read many books, what else can I do?" Seeing Zhou Yu's
self-deprecating words in front of her, Lin Haiping said, "It's not that fixing cars is bad, as long as you're happy.

I wanted to ask if you would be willing to come with me to the company in Hainan." Zhou Yu's eyes widened upon hearing this
, and he put down his knife and fork, saying, "I would... but what could I do? You people work in textiles,
I can't weave cloth." "Hehe, what cloth? That's all machine work. You can drive for me, and be my
bodyguard , how about that? I guarantee you a high salary!" "Okay, when are you going?" "In a week
, I'll let you know first, I'll tell you the details before I go back."

When Lin Haiping got out of the car at the hotel, she took out an envelope and handed it to Zhou Yu, saying it was his wages for the past few days
. Zhou Yu held the money in his hand. Although he didn't know the exact amount, his intuition, based on its thickness, told him it was at least 20,000
yuan. He hurriedly said, "This is too much, don't give me so much..." "Take it. Your father needs the money. Consider it an advance on
your salary." Zhou Yu felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. Watching her retreating figure as she walked into the hotel,
he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Never before had a woman shown him such care and concern. The way she had
looked so gentle and caring.

Over the next few days, Zhou Yu packed his things and then said goodbye to his friends, telling them he
was going Hainan to try his luck. Of course, his most important friend was Kunzi. He told him about Lin Haiping taking him to Hainan.
Kunzi encouraged him to do well, jokingly adding, "Lin Haiping is both beautiful and talented; you'd better live up to her expectations!"

Zhou Yu didn't argue and nodded in agreement.

Just as Zhou Yu was busy preparing for his trip to Hainan, his brother Zhou Lei called again. Their father's condition had worsened, and
he had been admitted to the intensive care unit. And at this point, there were only two days left before Lin Haiping returned to Hainan. Zhou Yu knew he had to go home.
He had to see his father, no matter where he went. Even though he was only his adoptive father,
what difference was there between him and his biological father who had raised an orphan like him? He went to the hotel to find Lin Haiping. Just as he stepped out, he received a call from Lin Haiping .
She was already at the boarding gate, about to board a plane back to Hainan, because of an urgent matter. She told him she had left
him something very important, which Kunzi would give him.

Sure enough, less than an hour later, Kunzi arrived, handed him a letter, and left in a hurry.

He returned to his room, full of curiosity, and opened the sealed letter. Inside, besides a handwritten letter,
were several sheets of printed paper filled with writing. Zhou Yu immediately saw the beginning of the document: "xxx Research Center Paternity Test
Report." The date was exactly today. He was stunned. After flipping through all the papers and
seeing was dumbfounded! He collapsed onto the bed—Lin Haiping was his biological mother!

He gradually recovered from his dazed state and began to understand
why he had gone to that biological research center that day. But how did Lin Haiping discover this possibility? After reading the handwritten letter, he
finally understood. It was because of the bird-shaped tricolor jade pendant he had worn around his neck since childhood. That jade ornament
had never left his body except when washing the cord, not even during the great earthquake…

“I am truly lucky to have found my biological son at such a young age,
Yu’er . This is God’s blessing and mercy; I cannot explain this coincidence otherwise. I
got your bank card from Kunzi, and I’ve deposited 500,000 yuan. You should go back to treat your father who raised you. I should have
gone to see him too, but I have an urgent matter and must return. I can only thank him in person another day for
raising .”

“Yu’er, you must be having trouble facing this reality right now. Let bygones be bygones for that absurd thing that day!
As for what path you should take in the future, decide after you go home and see your father. But as your mother, I
hope you will come to my side.”

Zhou

Yu couldn't sleep all night, his mind filled with the image of his mother, Lin Haiping, whom he had lost and then found again. He should have been
happy but he felt a pang of loss. His mind kept replaying her loving gaze,
her alluring white body, her kind and respectful words, and her intoxicating moans… As dawn approached, he
drifted off sleep and had a dream. He dreamt that he and his mother were sometimes playing in the sea, sometimes
passionately entwined in a large bed. He dreamt that he finally inserted his erect and excited penis into his mother's wet vagina,
holding her plump legs as he thrust in and out, changing positions… When he woke up at noon, he
found his genitals sticky and his underwear soaked. He got up, changed into clean clothes, and began planning his
trip back to his hometown to see his father the next day.

In the intensive care unit, Zhou Yu saw his father, whom he hadn't seen for four months. His father had become even thinner. His brother, Zhou Lei,
looked haggard as he stayed by his bedside. When the doctor told the two brothers that their father's condition had reached
a point , Zhou Yu agreed, but the question was where to find a donor. The doctor said the fastest way was
to select a suitable donor from either of them. Zhou Lei immediately said to use his, that his would definitely work. Zhou Yu
fell silent, looking at his brother with only one arm, feeling immense reluctance. He told the doctor it would be best to find
another donor, and then he and his brother went for tests. As expected, Zhou Lei was a match, but Zhou Yu's
blood type didn't even match, let alone anything else. Neither of them told their father about this; they simply followed
the doctor's instructions and made all the necessary preparations. Zhou Lei, of course, asked his brother where he got so much money. Zhou Yu didn't
tell him the truth, only saying that a wealthy boss had advanced him several years' worth of wages, which he would slowly repay later
.

A month later (this is not the focus of this article, so details are omitted), the hospital performed a kidney
transplant . Of course, it used one of Zhou Lei's kidneys. On the day of the surgery, Zhou Yu watched his disabled older
brother, whom he had known since childhood, and his adoptive father being wheeled into the operating room. He couldn't help but burst into tears, crying because of his brother's misfortune,
but what else could he do? He only found out he was a son a month after the surgery,
which was incredibly painful, but the fact remained, and all he could do was live on. Although the surgery was successful, it didn't
mean he was cured. The doctor said he needed to be observed, and he was on anti-rejection medication every day.

That day, Zhou Yu suddenly received a call from Lin Haiping, saying she had arrived in Haidu City and asked him to tell her
the exact location of the hospital. His mind went blank; he never expected her to arrive without prior notice
. He told her he was going to the airport immediately. Before leaving, he told his adoptive father and brother that
the boss who had given him so much money had arrived. He didn't know why he hadn't told them the truth, but the thought of being Lin Haiping
's son caused him a sharp pain, and he didn't want to think about it. His adoptive father kept urging him to hurry and pick
her up, not to delay. He quickly left the hospital, took a taxi to the airport, and contacted
Lin Haiping .

This meeting was different from the past; both were filled with mixed emotions, embracing for a long time,
unwilling to part. Zhou Yu said, "Sister Ping, I missed you." Lin Haiping whispered in his ear, "What did you call me?"

"I... I didn't tell anyone about our relationship. I didn't want to tell anyone, I just didn't! Didn't you also not
tell Kunzi and Sister Ruobing?" "I just didn't find the right opportunity... I just casually told people,
and they thought I was crazy, and they wanted us to go and explain to them together." "Don't say it!" Zhou Yu suddenly let go of his hand,
his expression agitated. "Yu'er, what's wrong with you..." Zhou Yu realized he had lost his composure and said, "Nothing... I just think
it's fine as it is, why let the whole world know?" Saying this, he picked up his suitcase and left first. Lin Haiping stood there for a
while, sighed, and followed.

Although Zhou Yu was very reluctant for others to know that Lin Haiping was her mother, Lin Haiping still told his
adoptive father and even showed him the paternity test results. The old man was very excited after hearing this, repeatedly saying "good," and scolding
Zhou Yu for keeping it from him, even forcing him to call her "Mom." Zhou Yu had no choice but to call her "Mom" for the first time .

But this made him very unhappy. He didn't say a word on the way to the hotel with Lin Haiping, and even after entering
the room , he sat there without saying a word. Lin Haiping patted his head and said, "You're a grown man, yet you're still so petty
? Hehe. Yu'er, isn't it good to have a mother?"

"Of course it's good! Why did it have to be you!" Zhou Yu couldn't help but bury his face in Lin Haiping
's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Lin Haiping stroked her son's hair and said softly, "This is a fact that no one can change. From now on, you will
be my good son. I will make up for all the years I've neglected you. Whatever you like,
whatever I will do my best to help you." "Anything is fine?" Zhou Yu straightened up, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

Lin Haiping's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly said with a cold face, "As long as it's not a bad thing, Mom will support you." "But I
love you, you know that!" Zhou Yu hugged Lin Haiping tightly again. Lin Haiping remained silent, letting her
son hug her, until she noticed his hands involuntarily stroking her back, his breathing becoming heavy, and his lips
beginning kiss the back of her neck. Only then did she push him away forcefully and say sharply, "Yu'er, how can you be so insensible?
I am your mother, your biological mother, and that cannot be changed!"

Zhou Yu suddenly stood up, pushed open the door, and left, a tear clearly visible on her face. Lin Haiping felt a sharp pain in her heart
and didn't know what to do. It was already very late when Lin Haiping called her. Zhou Yu calmed down a little but remained
silent for a long time.

"Yu'er..." "Mom..." "Are you still angry?" Zhou Yu said, "No. I've thought about it. It
's not our fault. I'll try my best to change. It's late, Mom, you should go to sleep!" Lin Haiping hung up the phone, feeling slightly relieved,
but her feelings were still complicated.

Zhou Yu didn't come over for the next two days, only talking on the phone twice. Lin Haiping knew that her son hadn't
recovered yet and needed a period of adjustment. On the third day, she called her son and asked him to take her to Wuhua
Mountain outside the city. She hadn't been there since she went abroad and missed it very much. Zhou Yu arrived quickly, having just changed
her clothes, and they set off. Zhou Yu noticed his mother was wearing a light pink sports t-shirt, light blue distressed
jeans , and black sneakers. While her outfit didn't accentuate her curves, it exuded a light and energetic vibe. In his
eyes, she was undeniably alluring, and a flutter of emotion made him quickly turn his head away. The mountain they were going to was
a well-known tourist attraction in this underdeveloped city, a one-and-a-half-hour bus ride away. The mother and son mingled with the other tourists
as they ascended, taking photos of the surrounding scenery.

They reached a small peak, separated from another peak by a rocky cliff. To cross, they had to take a cable car—
a four-person cable car that went directly to the other side. Coincidentally, another mother and son were also on the same cable car as Lin Haiping and her son. The mother
appeared to be around forty years old, about 1.65 meters tall, with a pretty oval face that wasn't very fair but had a radiant glow
. Her fitted jeans accentuated her slightly plump yet shapely figure, and a slight smile always played on her lips as she looked at her
son. The boy was much thinner than Zhou Yu, looking to be under twenty, with
a stubble of unkempt black hair just sprouting above his lip.

Their mothers smiled and nodded in greeting. The mother and son were very affectionate; the son held
his mother arm tightly, occasionally exchanging glances and speaking in their dialect. Zhou Yu couldn't understand much of the language, only that
they were mother and son, and he deduced they weren't locals. He couldn't help but take Lin Haiping's arm as well.
He felt quite pleased with his tanned, dark arm intertwined with her soft, white arm. Seeing the mother leaning her head
on her shoulder to admire the scenery, he also turned her head to rest on his shoulder. Lin Haiping couldn't help but
smile slightly at her son's gesture and leaned back in return. When the cable car stopped to disembark, the son
kissed . Zhou Yu turned to look at his mother, and Lin Haiping smiled and gently pushed his head away. They lingered on the peak
, only turning back around noon. To descend, they had to take the cable car back down the same way.

When they reached the cable car, they encountered the affectionate mother and son again, seemingly destined to share the ride, as
they were among the last four in their group. However, seeing the cable cars heading in the opposite direction stuck in mid-air
for a long time, they concluded they were broken. They decided to wander around the area, eventually
settling down together and sharing a simple lunch. Although the women's Mandarin
wasn't perfect, they understood it. They were from Yunnan, and the mother had taken her son, who had recovered from a serious illness, on a holiday trip
. The boy had undergone brain surgery six months prior. Adding to

their frustration, the cable car wasn't repaired until 4 PM, and the weather turned gloomy,
threatening . They hurriedly boarded the cable car and headed back. By the time they reached the foot of the mountain, it was already dark, and the rain arrived as
expected. Zhou Yu said, "This is bad. The late-arriving buses have all stopped running, and it'll be hard to get a taxi here." The rain seemed to be getting
heavier, and the nearest hotel was more than three miles away. Just then, the mother and son who had come down the mountain with them said they
knew of a small, simple inn. The conditions weren't great, but it was clean, and the owner was a kind person. They had stayed there
once before and asked Lin Haiping and her son if they wanted to go. Lin Haiping hesitated for a moment, but seeing that the innkeeper had already gotten up and walked away quickly,
she had no choice but to follow with her son.

It really was the simplest kind of inn, just a dozen or so small rooms partitioned off with composite boards.
Inside, there was hardly any space except for a wooden bed that could barely fit two people. It inevitably reminded
one of the places where ants live in big cities. But it was clean enough, and the bedding looked very fresh. The owner greeted them warmly
and told them that there were only three small rooms near the window left. The mother and son from Yunnan chose the one
next to the window, and Zhou Yu looked around and chose the one next to theirs. There was only instant noodles available, so the mother
and son ate a little before going into the small room. They had to sit on the bed to get in, otherwise the door
wouldn't close properly if they were both standing. After hanging the door, they sat on the bed. Zhou Yu heard the mother and son talking on the other side of the partition,
and he noticed a tear, more than half a foot long, in the partition near the head of the bed, stuffed with a crumpled newspaper. He
reached out, took the newspaper down, and looked over, his head almost touching the bed. The other room was slightly wider. The mother
and son were sitting and lying on the bed, talking. A window facing out had its curtains half-drawn, and
a faint light shone through, perhaps from a nearby construction site. He could see rain
falling . Lin Haiping reached out and gently tapped her son's head with the newspaper before stuffing it back in.

Lin Haiping then lay down fully clothed, facing the partition, while Zhou Yu, behind her, politely took off
his clothes and lay down. Zhou Yu turned off the light, feeling her mother's body, so close yet
so far, moving with the rhythm of her even breathing. Looking at her indistinct silhouette in the darkness, a jumble of thoughts surged within her. Her hands timidly
rested on her mother's shoulders, and her head slowly nestled against her delicate neck. They lay there, everyone in the shop asleep,
a quiet stillness, but Zhou Yu couldn't sleep soundly; her heart was constantly on edge.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, she reached out and wrapped her arms around her mother's waist, pressing herself closer to her. Only then did she feel a sense of peace and drift
off to sleep. After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yu was finally awakened by a faint sound. The
sound seemed to be coming from the other side of the partition, like someone turning over in bed, with rustling and creaking of the bed frame
. It didn't stop for a long time, and the sound was quite unusual. Zhou Yu
pulled out the wad of paper stuffed in the gap of the partition. From this angle, by craning her neck slightly, she could see
a corner of the other side. The faint light from the distant construction site shone through the curtains into the room, leaving a sliver of light. For someone in
the dark this sliver of light could make out quite a lot. After watching for a while and understanding what was happening...
At first, she was startled, then a tremor ran through her heart, and her gaze involuntarily turned to him.

What Zhou Yu saw was a thin, tall boy, naked, facing the window, one hand supporting
his body as he leaned slightly forward on the bed, the other around his mother's waist. His underwear was pulled up to the back of one leg, and he was
slowly but powerfully thrusting his thin buttocks behind his mother—he was having sex with her!

The mother was breathing rapidly, clearly suppressing a cry. Her
plump buttocks , were twice the size of the boy's behind her, rhythmically matching her son's thrusts. The son
pulled down his mother's pants, which were still partially pulled down, and one hand began to caress and roam over her plump thighs. The speed of his thrusts increased
, and the mother couldn't help but let out a soft moan, which she immediately suppressed.

Faced with this stimulating scene of mother and son making love, Zhou Yu's blood was boiling. His penis was erect as a
rod, forming a small tent under his underwear, causing him great discomfort. He had no choice but to pull down his underwear to release it, which pressed against
his mother Lin Haiping's buttocks. He craned his neck to watch the spectacle, while his hand involuntarily began to stroke his erect and
uncomfortable member, his sucking becoming heavier and heavier. Finally, he couldn't resist and
leaned over his mother Lin Haiping's shoulder to press his face against hers. His lips kissed behind her ear and on her neck, his warm breath spraying onto
her soft skin. His hand, which had been stroking his member, also unconsciously climbed up Lin Haiping's waist and abdomen, slipping under
her clothes to assault her round breasts.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the partition, the floodgates of desire for the mother and son were widening. The son withdrew his penis, turned his mother
's body onto the bed, and immediately climbed on top of her, eagerly finding the highest point of her breasts and taking it into
his mouth
. With his left hand, he lifted one of her plump legs, pulling it up into his arm, while his right hand guided his penis towards her wet vulva, thrusting it in all the way. The sudden pleasure caused both mother and son to moan simultaneously.

The mother covered her lips with her hand, trying to suppress her moans, but her heavy breathing couldn't be contained. As
her son's lower body continued to thrust, the pleasure rapidly increased, making it increasingly difficult for her to hold back her cries
.

The son began a series of vigorous thrusts, lifting his mother's other leg and pressing both of them forward,
making her plump buttocks meet him more fully, allowing for deeper and smoother thrusts. His hips slapped against her buttocks, producing
a series of soft sounds, which greatly stimulated Zhou Yu in the next room.

Zhou Yu tightly embraced his mother, Lin Haiping, who was lying on her side in front of him. One hand greedily rubbed against her through her bra, but
Lin Haiping suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her son's groping fingers. She had also woken up. Zhou Yu refused to let go,
whispering in his mother's ear, "Mom." His lips fell like rain onto her fragrant neck. His hand, which was being
held , kneaded her bra forcefully, while his legs tightly clamped around Lin Haiping's legs as she tried to break free. His erect penis
rubbed against her buttocks, seeking pleasure. Suddenly, Zhou Yu's other hand reached under Lin Haiping's
waist and unbuckled her belt. The hand that had been moving towards her chest quickly changed direction and reached down.

"Slap! Slap!" Two crisp sounds rang out as two slaps landed on Zhou Yu's face. It was Lin Haiping's quick
retaliation, two solid blows. Zhou Yu was instantly jolted awake, released his hands, and turned away.
Lin Haiping's tears flowed instantly, and she sobbed softly. Suddenly, she heard a crisp sound behind her and hurriedly
turned around .

She knew it was her son slapping himself. She grabbed his hand and
hugged . Both mother and son shed silent tears at the same time.

In another room, the thin son let out a muffled groan and suddenly pulled his penis out of his mother's vagina.
A gush of semen spurted out and landed on his mother's plump buttocks and lower abdomen

... (III)

Early the next morning, Lin Haiping and her son Zhou Yu got up early, washed up quickly, and left the small hotel to wait
for a car by the roadside. The rain outside had stopped, but the sky was still overcast, and the air was filled with the earthy smell of soil.

Seeing Lin Ping's arms tightly clasped together, Zhou Yu quickly asked, "Mom, are you cold?" He stepped over
and hugged her, saying, "That feels much better!" Lin Haiping felt the
warmth , feeling not only much warmer physically but also in her heart. Laughter and conversation came from behind
them. The mother and son turned to see the mother and son from Yunnan, still intimately linked arm in arm.
Lin Haiping immediately turned back, while Zhou Yu's gaze followed them as they walked to her side. The mother
greeted Lin Haiping warmly, just as she had yesterday, but Lin Haiping forced a smile and said nothing.

"Young lady, I must say your son is just like you, so handsome. Cherishing the person in front of you is a truly
blessed thing!" the mother said with a smile. Lin Haiping's face flushed. She
realized she had overheard their secret, and they must have heard her and her son's voices too. Feeling deeply
ashamed , she looked away. Just then, a long-distance bus pulled up, and the mother and son began preparing to board
. As soon as the bus stopped, they got on. The thin boy waved to Zhou Yu at the door
and then followed his mother into the carriage. Zhou Yu watched the bus drive quite a distance before turning back to his mother, Lin Haiping,
and saying, "They're so happy, I'm so envious!" Lin Haiping seemed lost in thought, feeling her son's embrace
tighten. For a moment, she leaned closer to him, but immediately realized her mistake
and tried to pull away, but couldn't escape his tight embrace.

Zhou Yu gently rested his chin on his mother's delicate shoulder and whispered in her ear, "How wonderful it would be if we had
their courage! Mom, don't you think they're happy?" Lin Haiping's ear
was tickled by her son's breath, and a blush appeared on her fair face. She said to her son, "Everyone's happiness is
different. What's happy for others might not be happy for us. Because everyone's life goals
can't be the same." "Mom, one of my biggest goals in life is... to be with you."

"Aren't we together already...?" "That's not what I meant, Mom, you know!" Zhou Yu
said without hesitation. The scene of real mother and son's intimate intimacy he had witnessed last night had caused the forbidden love he had kept hidden
deep to grow wildly. The actions of the mother and son just now had stimulated him again in an instant.
He said again, "Mom, if I weren't your son, you would love me, wouldn't you?" Lin Haiping understood
what her son meant, and a tremor ran through her. It should be said that the mother and son had not only agitated her son Zhou
Yu, but also touched a raw nerve in her. At that moment, amidst her son's entanglement, the thought of "Why
can't " flashed through her mind, but she quickly regained her composure. Feeling her son's breathing
become heavy again, she hurriedly said, "Yu'er, let go! Mom can't breathe!" As her son loosened his grip, she quickly
broke free.

They returned to the city at 9 a.m., first going to Lin Haiping's hotel to shower and eat,
then rushing to the hospital. Lin Haiping had already decided to return to Hainan the next day and was there to say goodbye. Unexpectedly,
the old man insisted that Zhou Yu come with his mother, saying he was fine and the doctor said he could
go home after a few more days of observation; Zhou Yu's presence was a waste of time. Zhou Lei also said he was recovering well and his younger brother shouldn't worry. As for
Lin Haiping's suggestion to take the father and son to Hainan, both were unwilling, especially the old man, who said
he was used to this city, which was considered one of the less developed areas in the country, and he was afraid he would
n't be able to adapt to the air anywhere else. The final decision was that Zhou Yu would go with his mother. Of course, Lin Haiping left them a considerable sum
of money, enough for them to live a more comfortable life.

Zhou Yu first went to Kunzi's city, where Yu Ruobing lived, for two days to explain the
situation to his friends before officially arriving in Hainan. Zhou Yu's first impression was how hot it was. Back home,
it was already early autumn and getting cooler, but here it was still sweltering. People on the street were doing their best
to wear as little clothing as possible while still looking presentable. He also went with Lin Haiping to buy a bunch of new
clothes . Wearing shorts and shirtless, sitting in the living room of his mother's large villa, that was his
state on his first afternoon there. His mother had gone to the company, and he spent his time watching TV and surfing the internet. The internet speed here was
many times faster than any he'd ever used before; opening a picture was as easy as opening a text article. Bored,
he remembered an article he'd read online titled "On the Possibility and Necessity of Mother-Son Sexual Intercourse."
The author wasn't a famous scholar, and although he knew the author was fake, he still
agreed with what was said, even becoming excited and eager to try it out as he read. When he reread it, his enthusiasm remained undiminished,
and he seemed to read with even greater detail. Every time he saw the detailed descriptions of techniques for mother-son sex,
Zhou Yu's penis would immediately become erect, but this was unbearable. So he simply used the printer connected to his computer to print it out, then took it into the bathroom, masturbating
while reading the exciting text … 　　Zhou Yu read that passage twice while stroking his penis, the pleasure intensifying. He loosened his grip, and the page fluttered to the side of the toilet. He held onto the wall with one hand and stroked his erect penis with the other. He closed his eyes , leaned forward slightly, and a blood-pumping image flashed through his mind: he was naked, tightly embracing his mother Lin Haiping's smooth, mature body, pressing her back against a wall, one hand supporting one of her full thighs. His other hand gripped her neither slender nor plump waist, and with each powerful thrust of his hips, his penis slid inside his mother's wet vagina… His mother, Lin Haiping, moaned excitedly, her hands wrapping around his neck and gripping his back… He suddenly lifted his mother up completely. He had her legs wrapped around his waist , sucking on her full, delicate breasts while his hands supported her plump buttocks, moving them up and down in sync with his thrusting… 　　Before Zhou Yu could fully imagine himself supporting his mother Lin Haiping's waist with one hand and guiding his penis into her vagina from behind with the other, he ejaculated with a loud cry, a stream of milky white fluid gushing onto the white porcelain , then another, and three more before the flow subsided. Afterwards, a sense of emptiness washed over him, but he felt no guilt. Zhou Yu went to the bathroom inside to wash quickly, then went into a bedroom and plopped down on the firm, bouncy bed. He needed to rest. The blankets smelled fresh, with a faint, unique scent—a scent Zhou Yu knew all too well—the distinctive fragrance of his mother, a beautiful woman —this must be Lin Haiping's usual bed. Zhou Yu wondered when he could sleep in the same bed with his mother, Lin Haiping . A pang of sadness washed over him, and he drifted off to sleep in the silence. When he opened his eyes again, a mature and beautiful face was facing him. His mother had returned; she was sitting by the bed, still wearing her work clothes—a white fitted shirt and a beige silk skirt that just reached her knees . 　　"Tired?" Lin Haiping gently stroked her son's ear-length hair. "Mom," Zhou Yu shifted , resting his head on her lap below her waist, his face lightly pressed against her stomach. He wrapped his arms around her waist , hugging her as if afraid she would run away. "What's wrong, Yu'er? Are you bored at home alone? Take a few days to rest. I've already arranged the contract for the car dealership. You can be your own boss then, and do whatever you want with the cars," Lin Haiping said lovingly, gently patting her son's back. "Mmm!" Zhou Yu nodded, her face pressed against her mother's body, greedily inhaling the fresh, mature woman's scent emanating from her. She gradually became intoxicated by it, her arms tightening around her, and her lips began to kiss her abdomen through her clothes. Her hands groped restlessly around her waist, the pressure growing stronger. Finally, one hand pulled the hem of her tight-fitting shirt out from under her silk skirt and slipped inside, caressing her smooth waist . At first, Lin Haiping only felt her son's attachment to her. Then, as he pulled her clothes closer, her heart skipped a beat. At that moment, a warm, wet sensation spread through her abdomen, as if saliva had soaked through her clothes and seeped into her skin. A long-lost, pleasurable restlessness washed over her, and she didn't react immediately. It wasn't until she suddenly felt a cool sensation above her knees and a slight itch on her inner thighs that she breathlessly reached out and grabbed her son's hand, which had already lifted her skirt and was now between . Ashamed, she quickly pulled away from her son and fled into the bathroom. 　　Washing her face with cold water, Lin Haiping looked at her smooth, reflective face in the mirror, and for some reason , a pang of grievance welled up inside her. She began to sob softly. In that instant, she wondered if her son's return was truly a blessing.

It was a disaster. Why did this big boy have to be her own son? "If I weren't your son, would you
fall in love with me?" Her son's words struck her heart again. She covered her face with a towel, and it took her a while to calm
her wandering mind. But as she was about to turn around and leave, she noticed a printed piece of paper next to the toilet. Picking it up
, the first line, "On the Possibility and Necessity of Mother-Son Sexual Relationships," caught her eye. Her mind
went
blank for a moment. She wanted to throw it away, but couldn't resist turning to read the words. As she read line by line, the blushing and heart-pounding of a young girl in love once again inappropriately surged into her heart. Lin Haiping finished reading, crumpled the paper
into a ball, and threw it into the toilet. She had to wash her face again. Looking at herself in the mirror,
panting heavily, her full breasts heaving noticeably, she secretly asked herself what was wrong with her...

That night, Zhou Yu refused to sleep in the upstairs bedroom. He insisted on sleeping in Lin Haiping's usual
room, saying that he just liked the smell of the room. Lin Haiping had no choice but to go upstairs herself. The next day,
Zhou Yu insisted on going to work. Lin Haiping, reluctantly, took him to the newly renovated car dealership,
introduced all the employees to him, and specifically instructed two older mechanics to keep a close eye on Zhou Yu. Zhou
Yu felt a connection to the cars, some new, some old, some assembled, some disassembled, and immediately changed his clothes to
mingle with the others. The two managers in charge of publicity and accounting looked at Lin Haiping in surprise, and the two older mechanics also said it
wasn't appropriate . Lin Haiping smiled and told them to let him be for now, and she would talk to him about other things later. She then
gave a few more instructions and left to return to her own company. That evening, Zhou Yu treated the dealership's thirty-odd employees
to dinner. They had a pleasant conversation, and everyone felt that the assistant manager was kind and helpful, which pleased them. When he got home, it was already
10 pm. Lin Haiping was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at documents on her laptop while waiting for him to return.

Zhou Yu took a shower, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and sat down next to his mother to watch what she was doing. Lin Haiping, wearing a light pink
silk nightgown, was intently staring at the computer screen, looking at sets of data and English letters that

Zhou Yu couldn't understand. Since Zhou Yu couldn't understand the computer screen, his attention was drawn to his mother. In his eyes,
his mother's round forehead, bright eyes, straight nose, and perfectly proportioned red lips, even the slight
waves in her hair, were all so captivating. He stared at her, unconsciously lost in thought.

Lin Haiping closed the computer, turned to her son, and asked, "How was your first day at work?"

"Good, very good," Zhou Yu replied, looking away.

"Son, you're the manager of the car dealership now, not just an ordinary employee. You not only need to understand
the principles of cars, but also how to manage the entire dealership, understand?" Zhou Yu paused for a moment, nodded, and said,
"I don't really understand..."

"It's okay, take your time, you need to get used to it first. If you're willing, I'd like you to go to adult
school on weekends in a few days."

"Go to school?"

"You don't want to? Then forget it..."

"Okay, I'll go!"

"Good son, you know, your mother has no other relatives or support. When your mother gets old and can't work anymore, all
the business assets will depend on you, understand?"

"Mom, you're still so young, why are you talking about getting old!"

"I'm not young anymore, silly child! Mom is already 40."

"In my eyes, Mom is the youngest and most energetic. Even when I'm old, I'll still be a beautiful and charming old lady."

Lin Haiping laughed and said, "Little thing, don't try that on your mother." Saying that, she got up and went
upstairs.

"Mom, I'm serious!"

Lin Haiping didn't reply and went upstairs directly. Zhou Yu's enthusiasm was dampened once again. He watched TV in the living room for a while
before returning to bed, unable to fall asleep. His penis was painfully hard, and he couldn't help but
masturbate, fantasizing about his mother.

Suddenly, he jumped out of bed, left the bedroom, and quietly went upstairs. The door to his mother Lin Haiping's
bedroom n't locked. He gently turned the doorknob, and the door opened. There was no light, only a sliver of
moonlight shining through the curtains. In the dim light, he saw his mother, Lin Haiping, lying face down on the bed, her back to the door
. Her upper leg was bent forward, her lower leg straight, and her buttocks were raised to one side. Zhou Yu quietly walked to
the bedside . He tried to pounce on her several times, but remembering his previous experiences, he gave up. He stood
by the bed with his mother's back to him, stroking his penis, imagining his mother in that position, and him thrusting into her from behind.
He could almost hear his mother's excited moans, and his penis became even harder. He began to masturbate wildly.

With a cry of "Ah!", he quickly turned away the moment he ejaculated, not wanting to get it on his mother's sheets.

But the uncontrollable "Ah!" woke Lin Haiping. "Yu'er... what are you doing here?
Aren't you asleep?" Lin Haiping looked at her son with some surprise.

"I... just came to see if you were asleep."

With that, Zhou Yu fled in a fluster.

Back in his own bed, Zhou Yu fell into a depressed mood again. He felt that he could no longer control his love and desire for
his mother . He had already used a lot of willpower not to take any further action just now. He couldn't
guarantee that he wouldn't really do something if he lost control one day... The next day at breakfast, Zhou Yu suddenly
said to his mother, "I want to move out. Mom, you seem to have said that we have two other houses, right?" Lin Haiping was stunned and
asked in confusion, "Yu'er, what's wrong?" "Nothing... I just think... it would be better if we lived separately for a while
. I... can't control myself!" After saying that, Zhou Yu put down the porridge he hadn't finished eating and ran out.
Lin Haiping sat there blankly, no longer interested in eating. Finally, she sighed, checked her watch, and got up to go to work.

Upon arriving at the company, Lin Haiping first called over Sister Liu, who was in charge of the company's logistics. Sister Liu was two years older than Lin Haiping,
not tall but well-proportioned. Although not exceptionally beautiful, she had a pleasing appearance that grew
on you enhanced her looks. In addition, she was a kind and reliable person, making her a trusted confidante of Lin Haiping's company.

"Sister Liu, this is the key to my two-bedroom apartment in Houhai Garden. You've been there before, go
there , and then find two hourly workers at the community service station to clean it thoroughly. Don't forget to buy two new sets of bedding,"

Lin Haiping instructed. Sister Liu took the key, nodded in agreement, and went to
do the errand . She was always like this—doing more and saying less—an attitude Lin Haiping liked. At noon, Liu...
Sister Liu returned and handed over the keys, along with the receipts for all the expenses. Lin Haiping glanced at them and gave
Sister Liu the exact amount she owed. Sister Liu smiled and said, "Is this some extra money I earned?" Lin Haiping laughed and said, "I guess so, haha!"

After Sister Liu left, Lin Haiping went to her office, said goodbye to her secretary, and then drove to her son's car dealership.
Besides checking on how her son was doing there, she mainly wanted to show him the house that had just been cleaned.

(IV) Zhou Yu moved into a two-bedroom apartment by himself.
He did

n't go anywhere except to work. When he got home, he would go online and then
sleep . He tried hard to control himself from thinking about his mother... Half a month passed in a flash.

That day, as soon as Lin Haiping arrived at work, she suddenly received a call from an experienced mechanic at the car dealership. She had
told the old mechanic privately that Zhou Yu could call this number if he needed anything. "President Lin, Manager Zhou seems a bit
off 's either spacing out in his office or working non-stop in the maintenance workshop. We
can't stop him. Are you very busy lately? Maybe you could talk to him sometime..." After hanging up, Lin Haiping
paused for a long time before calling her son. "Yu'er, how have you been these past few days? I called you yesterday and you said you
were fine. I'm worried. I'll come over for lunch!"

"No need, don't come! I'm fine..." Then there was silence.

"Mom's coming to see you. You haven't come to see me. I miss you." "Mom, don't come.
I'll be fine if you don't come. If you come, I'll..." The call ended. Lin Haiping felt a pang of sadness, vaguely understanding
what had happened. She decided to go to his place after work that evening to have a proper talk.

During lunch, Lin Haiping was a little absent-minded. Liu Jie's son came to visit his mother at the company
cafeteria and greeted her. Lin Haiping was still thinking about her son, and after eating a few bites,
she went to the restroom. Just as she stood up from the toilet to tidy her clothes and leave, she heard someone talking in
the restroom , "Xuan, stop it, this isn't home, what if someone sees us..." The voice was Liu Jie's;
wasn't Xiaojun her son? "Mom, I miss you. Why don't you take the afternoon off and come home with me? I
can't wait , I'm
going to do it like this, let's go inside." "Okay, okay, I'll take the day off, let go." Listening to the conversation between the mother and
son realized that the two had an unusual relationship. Suddenly, her son's words, "If others can do it
, why can't we?" flashed through her mind. After a moment of hesitation, she waited until no one was outside before opening the door and going to the sink to wash her hands. Sure enough,
as soon as she returned to the office, Sister Liu came to ask for leave, saying she needed to accompany her son to the hospital to have his
eyes
checked. Her son was going back to school the next day, and she was worried about him going to the doctor alone. Lin Haiping agreed to her request. Watching her turn and leave, a strange feeling welled up inside her—a mixture of envy, sympathy, and a slight desire to pry.

Zhou Yu drove back to his residence on time as usual, but when he opened the door, he found his mother sitting in the living room.

"Mom, what brings you here?" "What, aren't you happy to see me?" Lin Haiping got up and walked to her son, but
he sat down on the sofa on the other side and lowered his head. "Yu'er, you seem to have lost weight. What happened? You
look like a bandit with your stubble." Lin Haiping sat down next to her son with heartache, turning his face to stroke him.

"Mom!" Zhou Yu cried out loudly, hugging her tightly and bursting into tears. "Mom, I want to live separately from you,
to slowly adjust to our relationship, but the more I try to control myself, the less I can control myself. I can't eat or sleep. I miss
you so much!...Mom!

" Lin Haiping felt a pang of sadness. Hearing her son's sobs and feeling his trembling shoulders in her arms,
she gritted her teeth and said, "Yu'er...Mom has thought about it all day. Maybe you're right. If others can do it...
why ...I...we'll try..." Zhou Yu stopped crying after hearing this and looked up, asking, "Mom, you mean
...you agree to be with me..." Lin Haiping blushed and nodded slightly.

"Mom!" Zhou Yu excitedly kissed his mother, Lin Haiping, on the face. His lips rained down, starting from her forehead and
covering every inch of her skin, finally landing on her alluring lips. His tongue, with a slight push, slipped into her
sweet, fragrant mouth, passionately entwining and sucking on her sweet, intoxicating tongue. Lin Haiping gradually closed her eyes, her arms
slowly embracing her son, her tongue responding in kind. At the same time
, Zhou Yu's hands slipped under the hem of his mother's clothes from behind. One hand caressed her smooth, satin-like back, while the other explored down her waist, trying to slip inside.
But it was too tight. He hastily withdrew his hand, lifted his mother's skirt, and slipped it under her thigh.
Lin Haiping suddenly tilted her head away from their kiss, instinctively reaching out from outside her skirt to stop her son's hand
from reaching for her buttocks. Zhou Yu stopped, looking at his mother, who was panting heavily in his arms, and said, "Mom, I want it!"
Then slowly leaned down and pressed his mother down onto the large sofa, kissing her fair neck with wet kisses. One hand
trembled slightly as he began to unbutton her clothes. He found the buttons so troublesome that he wished he could tear
them off. Finally, he unbuttoned them, parted her clothes to the sides, and reached for her bra with one hand,
impatiently kneading it through the pink fabric. His mouth gradually moved downwards until he kissed the edge of her alluring cleavage. He
reached his mother's back to unhook her bra, but for some reason, he couldn't get it off. Finally, he pushed the bra
open, and two full, delicate white breasts sprang out like doves, rising and falling with his mother's breath. The bright red
nipples and slightly darker areolas were clearly visible.

Lin Haiping, pinned beneath her son, blushed with embarrassment and turned her head away, unable to look directly at him. Her son
's head gradually lowered to her chest, one breast was taken into his warm, wet mouth, the nipple teased by his tongue,
a wave of intense pleasure washing over her, causing her to let out a soft moan. She reached
down and embraced her son's head, unconsciously kneading his thick hair. Her son seemed to notice
the sensitivity of her nipple, gently pinching and kneading her other nipple between two fingers. "Mmm...ah." She jerked her head to
the other side. Zhou Yu's hand once again slipped under his mother's skirt,
slowly moving down her thigh towards her full, alluring buttocks. His fingers reached the edge of her panties when his mother suddenly sat up with
a cry grabbing his hand again. "Mom..." Zhou Yu kissed her lips again, once more...
He rolled onto the sofa. His mother finally released his grip, and his hand, as he had desired, slipped inside her panties and grasped
one of her soft buttocks. With his other hand, he unbuckled his belt, and his trousers fell to
the floor . He then ripped off his boxer shorts, revealing his erect penis, its glans
swollen and glistening like a soldier poised for battle.

Lin Haiping's desire was gradually aroused, but the thought that the man on top of her was her own son made her as
shy as a virgin on her first night, unable to look him in the eye. Her son's tongue continued its journey, kissing her from her neck to her chest,
lingering briefly on her rounded breasts before moving downwards, disappearing between her full, smooth
legs , kissing her inner thighs. Suddenly, she felt her son's hand begin to pull down her panties, and she nervously covered
herself. Her son didn't force himself on her, but instead continued to caress and lick her soft, round thighs.

Zhou Yu couldn't hold back any longer. He couldn't wait any longer; his lower body was clearly throbbing. He
pulled at his mother's panties again, but her hands instinctively covered her genitals. He used one hand to forcefully lift her
hands while using the other to pull down her black panties.

"Yu'er, don't..." Lin Haiping felt a sudden emptiness in her lower body as her panties were pulled down to her knees. She
sat up abruptly, facing her son's erect and engorged penis. She quickly turned her face away.

"Mom..."

"Yu'er, you... give Mom two more days... Mom isn't ready yet." She hurriedly pulled her panties
back up.

"Mom, but I'm..."

Lin Haiping finally turned her head, looking at her son's burning desire, and slowly reached out to grasp his erect
penis , turning her face away in embarrassment.

Zhou Yu longed to lie on top of his mother and have a good time, but he couldn't force her. He saw
the expression on his mother's face as she stroked his penis, and knew she had already made the greatest psychological concession today. Forcing her would only
hurt her. He loved her; he couldn't hurt her. His genitals, enjoying the caresses in his mother's hands, grew even harder
and hotter, but he felt something was missing. His arousal couldn't be fully released; the pleasure seemed confined to his penis
. Looking at his mother's bare, fair, and shapely legs, he suddenly had an idea. He asked his mother to stop and
said, "Mom, could we just...do it outside for a while?" Lin Haiping didn't understand her son's meaning and
blushed asking him what he wanted to say. Zhou Yu said, "I said...I said...I'll change the curtain!"
His mother understood what he meant, glanced at him, and couldn't help but laugh embarrassedly. "What are you laughing at..." "Laughing at you,
you little rascal." Seeing his mother laugh, Zhou Yu grew bolder, picked her up, and carried her to the bedroom.

Zhou Yu and his mother rolled onto the bed together, kissing passionately once more. Zhou Yu's hands
roamed over her body, now only covered by her underwear, seeking the long-awaited pleasure. When his mouth once again took her nipple into his mouth, he heard
his mother's heavy breathing punctuated by soft moans of "Mmm...Mmm...Ah," and his lower body jerked,
almost ejaculating. He took a deep breath, brought his mother's legs together, and laid her on her side on the edge of the bed,

facing him. Holding his penis, he leaned forward and inserted it between the base of his mother's two white, tender thighs
. Once positioned, he began to thrust his hips rhythmically, one hand grasping his mother's plump buttocks as she lay on her side, the other roaming
and kneading her breasts.

Lin Haiping felt the heat of her son's penis penetrating the crevice between her thighs. Each thrust, touching
her vulva through only a layer of underwear, sent a tingling sensation through her, the feeling growing stronger. Unconsciously, she began to
slowly move her hips to meet her son's movements, her hands kneading the sheets, emitting suppressed moans.
Suddenly, her son's thrusts quickened, a low cry escaping his lips. She knew he had reached the peak of pleasure, about to ejaculate!

"Ah!" Zhou Yu stopped thrusting, a stream of milky white semen spraying all over his mother's thighs. He hurriedly
wiped his hands, a slippery sensation spreading across his palms as the faintly scented semen smeared a large patch on his mother's white legs. Embarrassed,
his mother pushed him away and ran to the bathroom.

Lin Haiping showered, dressed, and prepared to leave. As she reached the door,
her son, who had been sitting by the bed watching, came up and hugged her from behind. "Mom, I don't want you to leave. I'll go back with you." Lin Haiping
stroked her son's head softly and said, "Yu'er, give Mom two days to think it over. I… The day after tomorrow is Friday.
You go back to my place tonight. If Mom is there then, I'll give you everything." Zhou Yu let go of her hands and nodded…

These two days felt like an eternity for Zhou Yu. His mind was filled with thoughts of going home for the weekend. He searched online
repeatedly for information about mother-son sex, sometimes feeling the urge to masturbate, but he restrained himself.
He was afraid he wouldn't be able to perform in front of his mother; he needed to conserve his energy for a good performance.

At 2 PM on Friday afternoon, Lin Haiping appeared alone at a temple on the outskirts of the city. This wasn't her first time
here; the head monk of the temple knew her well because she was facing numerous difficulties in the early stages of her business. When she was troubled,
she often came here to calm her mind, sometimes even drawing a fortune stick for the head monk to interpret. It wasn't that she was a Buddhist, but
rather a way to seek solace. Each time she came, she would offer a considerable sum of money for incense. Coupled with her pleasant
demeanor and striking beauty, the monks were all familiar with her. Upon entering the temple, the head monk personally escorted
her into the main hall.

Lin Haiping offered incense, bowed devoutly several times, and then drew a fortune stick. She
picked up handed it to the head monk. The monk simply put the fortune stick back into the container and smiled, saying, "You asked for a marriage fortune stick,
so there's no need to ask. Haven't you already made up your mind?
A wise person like you has never been swayed by such a fortune stick." Lin Haiping paused, then smiled knowingly, "Thank you
for the reminder, Master."

It was Friday, and Zhou Yu hadn't finished work yet. He couldn't sit still. He wanted to call his mother but held back,
afraid of being rejected again. With half an hour left before the end of the workday, he left, driving straight to his mother's villa. But as
he approached , he suddenly wondered what if his mother hadn't finished work? She definitely wouldn't be there
. Should he wait or not? After much thought, he decided to go later, making sure his mother was definitely home. He found a place
to eat, then went into a bar and waited there, savoring the passing time. It was already
8 pm when Zhou Yu left the bar and drove back to his mother's villa. He was so nervous that he opened the building door three times.
He finally opened the door. The living room was dark, and his heart sank, but he immediately noticed the lights were on upstairs, and his heart
leaped with joy. He rushed upstairs. The living room was empty. He opened the door to his mother's bedroom; the red lamp by the bed was on, but no one was there.

He opened the door to another bedroom, but no one was there either. Finally, he heard the sound of water coming from a bathroom. He rushed
over and, sure enough, someone was taking a shower. "Mom! Are you in there?" There was no answer. Zhou Yu slapped
his own face, thinking, "Wasn't that a stupid question? Who else could it be but my mother?" The bathroom door opened, and
Lin Haiping came out wrapped in a bathrobe, constantly drying her hair. She glanced at her son, who was staring at her, and said, "Go take
a shower."

Zhou Yu agreed and ran into the bathroom.

Zhou Yu came out of the bathroom. Without even putting on his bathrobe, wearing only his underwear, he eagerly went into the bedroom, his
erect penis already showing. He also noticed that his mother had turned off the living room lights; only
the bedside lamp in this bedroom was on in the entire villa. "Yu'er, lock the door." Lin Haiping, lying under the covers with only her head showing,
said to her son as he entered. "Lock the door?" Zhou Yu asked, but still locked the door as instructed. He lifted the
covers and crawled
inside. He hesitated only briefly before rushing over to hug his mother, his nervous hands trembling slightly as he caressed her mature body, which was also wearing underwear. Zhou Yu supported himself with one hand and directly climbed up his mother's breast with the other, gently kissing her lips. But after only a moment of tenderness, he couldn't wait any longer. He breathed heavily and kissed his mother's chest, sucking hard on her nipples. He heard his mother let out a soft moan. His excited hand traveled down her outer thigh to her inner thigh, finally landing at her groin, feeling the moisture through her underwear. 　　"Ah, um, Yu'er..." Lin Haiping's moans were still shy and soft, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, feeling lost and helpless. In this forbidden pleasure, she was as nervous as a young girl who had never experienced love before. Her son kissed the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, one hand teasing her mysterious source through her panties, a wave of pleasure beginning to spread... Her lower body became increasingly wet, already soaking through her white panties, when suddenly something probed in , entering through the opening of her desire, and probing further. It was her son's middle finger probing through the edge of her panties . "Ah!" She finally couldn't suppress it and opened her lips wide to let out a long moan, her waist arching slightly, her legs slightly bent and crossed. 　　Zhou Yu pulled down his mother's panties, and his mother instinctively moved her hips in response. The white panties slid down her fair, plump legs onto the bed, revealing her glistening vulva beneath a tuft of black hair. He swallowed hard, his erect penis trembling slightly, a drop of fluid seeping from the tip of his swollen, shiny glans. He breathed hot air and brought his mouth to his mother's slightly parted vulva. 　　Lin Haiping suddenly felt a surge of hot breath on her lower body. She immediately realized her son was going to kiss her there. She covered her vulva with her hands, panting, "Yu'er, don't... don't kiss there. It'll be so embarrassing..." 　　Zhou Yu nodded to his mother, gently removed her hands, and then slowly spread her legs. He knelt between them, intending to climb on top of her and penetrate her! Knowing what was about to happen, his mother bent her legs and rolled over onto her stomach on the bed. 　　The thought of her son entering her body filled Lin Haiping with a forbidden pleasure mixed with shyness. It was her first time making love with her son, and she lacked the courage to let him see her face, so she quickly lay down beside him. 　　In the dim light of the bedside lamp, Zhou Yu saw his mother's body lying face down on the bed, her head towards the light, her hands bent over her chest, her face buried in the piled-up blankets. Her smooth, silky back, following a shallow downward curve, led to her plump buttocks, and the perfect, neither too fat nor too thin, waist of a mature woman captivated him. He straddled her; he couldn't wait any longer. He pressed his erect penis against her buttocks, the glans feeling the wetness of her vulva. His face was flushed with excitement , his heart pounding. He was about to penetrate her—yes, to insert his hard penis into his mother's wet vagina! He was about to fuck his mother. He braced himself on the bed with one hand, straightened up, and thrust his hips forward. The first attempt failed; the glans slid past her labia and onto her buttocks. His mother's hand gripped the sheets tightly, both excited and nervous. He straightened up again, thrusting his hips forward, and it went in! It went in! The glans parted the labia majora and minora, entering a moist passage, the vaginal walls tightly enveloping him. "Ah! Ah, Mom," he cried out in pleasure, joy, and excitement. With a powerful thrust of his hips, most of his penis entered his mother's vagina. Due to the position, only this much could be inserted, but it already thrilled Zhou Yu. He braced himself on the bed with both hands and began thrusting his hips, thrusting out and pulling back, thrusting out again. The sturdy bed swayed slightly under the impact of his increasingly heavy breathing and his mother's soft moans, the mattress springs creaking. 　　Lin Haiping's last line of defense was breached by her son, and the repeated sensations of fullness and emptiness in her lower body brought forth an intoxicating pleasure. "Ah, ah... um... ah." Her moans escaped uncontrollably. A trickle of vaginal fluid seeped from her vulva as her son thrust in and out. Her son pressed his body against hers, his chest against her back, his hands reaching under her breasts, his elbows supporting his body as he kneaded her breasts with his fingers. Her buttocks were pressed tightly against his hips , his erect penis grinding against her vagina with each thrust. "Ah! um... ah! Ah ah, um, ah!" 　　The mother's increasingly loud moans greatly stimulated Zhou Yu's pleasure nerves. He forcefully upwards, assuming a side-lying position. He bent her legs towards her abdomen, making her buttocks protrude further, and while thrusting his penis in and out of her from behind, he moved his upper body backwards until his upper body was almost at a 90-degree angle to hers. He thrust his hips forcefully, his thick penis penetrating even deeper. He placed his hands on his mother's waist and abdomen, beginning a frenzied fucking session, seeking the greatest pleasure from his mother. The first slap of his hips against his mother 's plump buttocks made a loud "smack, smack" sound. 　　"Ah, ah... ah! Hmm." Lin Haiping began to fully release her pleasure under her son's thrusting. Her plump buttocks moved in and out in sync with her son's thrusts. 　　"Ah! Mom, it's coming..." Zhou Yu thrust his hips hard a few times, his penis pounding intensely inside his mother's vagina before suddenly jerking, his hot semen spraying deep into her flower core...

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writing is beautiful, poignant, and engaging. I'm really looking forward to the next part. The story just started with the mother and then ended. I'm really looking forward to the next part about Xiaoyu and her mother. It would be best if the later parts included the torment of living apart, the pain of condemnation from those around them (such as their relationship being discovered while they were having sex), and the joy of overcoming adversity (gaining the understanding of their family or living a life of raising children away from their loved ones in a place where no one knows them)! This would make their relationship even more precious! Although it's a bit cliché, it's truly heartwarming!
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Oh my god...it took too long to reach climax... The author's description of the psychological process is excellent; it's indeed a good article with a plot, a story, and psychological torment. I must say, today is truly my lucky day! I found two classic masterpieces in less than an hour.
I just finished reading "The Flowing Skirt" a while ago, and now I've found such a masterpiece—excellent!
As people say, art imitates life, but I believe a classic article is one that can deeply depict a simple detail or plot—that's what makes it a classic.
Especially this one; although the plot isn't particularly novel, it's filled with rich and nuanced writing, making it a delightful read, like drinking morning dew. I think the scene with the unfamiliar mother and child is a major flaw, because such private matters don't seem so easy to handle. It's possible to add more psychological descriptions of the women, considering the struggles of both mother and child in detail. Then, through everyday life and subtle nuances, the author could subtly portray their emotions. This would greatly improve the author's writing skills. I enjoy stories with delicate psychological descriptions. Thank you! "I think the feelings between that unfamiliar mother and child..." The lack of detail is a major flaw, because this kind of thing is so private, it doesn't feel like something you can easily encounter. Adding more psychological descriptions of the female perspective, considering the struggles of both mother and child in greater detail, and then exploring these struggles through everyday life... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context, making a direct translation difficult. It seems to be describing a woman's inner thoughts and feelings, possibly related to her child's emotional state.)
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