The Chaos of the Demon King's Palace 1-2

Chapter 1
Transmigration? Being Transmigrated? Inside a medieval-style castle, in a dimly lit room near the city gate, a sleazy-looking young man was playing a game on his computer. He was only wearing underwear, the visible
stains indicating it hadn't been washed in a while.
The room was a mess, clothes and belongings scattered haphazardly on the floor
, and the numerous wads of toilet paper in the trash can next to the computer further testified to his habits. Ximen Qing, orphaned at a young age and raised by his father's best friend, was a typical immature youth who always felt his life story should grant him protagonist-like advantages.
Unfortunately, even after leaving his adoptive father in his twenties to live independently, Ximen Qing never received his "golden finger" (a lucky charm or special ability). Due to his appearance, he had no significant experiences in university
, drifting aimlessly through the years before struggling to find work.

Although his adoptive father had helped him find a few jobs, Ximen Qing always quit for
inexplicable reasons.
In the end, the adoptive father had no choice but to ask another friend of Ximen Qing's father, who seemed to be quite
wealthy, for a job looking after a private castle.
Ostensibly, it was to look after the castle, but in reality, it was to support him and give him several thousand dollars a month.
There was practically no work to do in the castle; regular maintenance and cleaning were handled by specialists.
Ximen Qing was happy with the job, as he didn't have to interact with others all the time. He spent his days playing games and engaging in philandering in the castle,
and could sunbathe on the lawn outside when he had free time—life was incredibly pleasant. "Damn it, another wipe! Speechless. I'm not playing today, I'm going to sleep
." As the computer screen
turned black and white again, Ximen Qing angrily slammed the mouse down, told his teammates, and logged off to sleep. However, shortly after Ximen Qing fell asleep, the sky suddenly flashed, and then the castle was enveloped in a dazzling light.
The original outline of the castle was slowly disappearing, and another castle, similar to the original, was gradually emerging, replacing its former position.

At the top of the castle, several figures were faintly visible: a middle-aged man with a square face, dressed in a magnificent
robe, stood atop it, beside him a beautiful woman with purple hair and a long purple dress.
Ximen Qing's body, lying on the bed, was also gradually becoming ethereal, as if it were about to disappear as
well.
As time passed, only a faint, transparent outline of the original castle could be seen. The new castle was also gradually becoming solid. Just as Ximen Qing was about to disappear, everything around him suddenly began to
distort towards his location.

"Oh no, Qing'er!" The middle-aged man at the top of the tower suddenly looked towards Ximen Qing's room with a panicked expression, but
he wasn't looking at Ximen Qing. In the room above Ximen Qing, there was a boy of about 7 or 8 years old, fast asleep, completely unaware that his body was slowly distorting together with Ximen Qing's. The purple-haired beauty beside the middle-aged man extended her two slender, white hands towards them, and using some unknown method, the distortion stopped.

The middle-aged man also increased his efforts to solidify the castle. The light barrier outside the castle gradually disappeared, and the original castle completely vanished, replaced by an
even more ancient castle.
The two people on the tower instantly arrived at the location of Ximen Qing's former room after the light barrier disappeared
. The original castle had completely disappeared, yet Ximen Qing's room remained strangely intact, showing no trace of the distortion. In the center of the room lay a young man wearing only his underwear—it was Ximen Qing. The boy from before was still
there.
The purple-haired beauty rushed to Ximen Qing's side and began to examine him
. The middle-aged man also came to examine Ximen Qing's body. Strangely, the two, who had been anxious about the boy just moments before, showed no concern for the vanished
boy. Instead, they focused on Ximen Qing's physical condition.
"Thank goodness, Qing'er
is alright." The purple-haired beauty said excitedly after the examination. "I never expected a singularity to appear. Luckily, it was dealt with early, otherwise Qing'er would probably be in danger
." Although the singularity had been reversed with magic, the middle-aged man still carefully examined her.
He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no problems. As soon as he relaxed, he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him. Afterward, the two of them settled Ximen Qing in the room upstairs where the little boy had been. The middle-aged man set up some
warning barriers and then went back to rest with the purple-haired beauty.
He hadn't felt this tired in a long time since becoming the Demon King. The magic power consumed by time travel was too great
. But thankfully, he had succeeded in the end!
I'm back!
Earth! The next morning, Ximen Qing vaguely felt himself being held by someone. His head was resting on something very
soft. The comfortable feeling made Ximen Qing involuntarily rub his head against that soft thing.

However, as he slowly opened his eyes, he was instantly stunned. Before him stood a beautiful woman, around 30 years old. She had long purple hair, and her voluptuous body, exuding a mature aura, was clad only in a thin nightgown. The nightgown was open at the chest, revealing a mysterious cleavage through her large breasts, as if enticing Ximen Qing to explore further. Her full, high breasts pushed the nightgown high, seemingly revealing nothing underneath; two alluring protrusions were faintly visible through the strained fabric. Further down, her firm, large, round buttocks were tightly encased in the nightgown. Sunlight from the window shone on the beautiful woman, making her exquisite body appear as if draped in a golden veil, even more alluring
.
The softness Ximen Qing had just felt was from this woman's full breasts. The woman
held Ximen Qing tightly, cradling his head against her chest, her voluptuous body pressed against his body, which was only clad in underwear.
Although he hadn't quite grasped the situation, feeling the beautiful woman's body pressed tightly against his, Ximen Qing's lower body already aroused .
His penis stood erect, pressing against the woman's full thigh through her underwear.
Although Ximen Qing was already aroused, he dared not move, subconsciously sensing that
he couldn't take liberties with the beautiful woman before him.
Not daring to make any large movements, Ximen Qing slightly raised his head to survey his surroundings
.
Blinding sunlight streamed in through the windows, and the room was decorated like a nobleman's room from a novel. However, what was rather
surreal was the round stone emitting a faint glow embedded in the chandelier on the ceiling. He and the beautiful woman were sleeping together on a very soft bed, and both were neatly dressed, not appearing to have had any relations
. "Could I have transmigrated?"
"Huh? This place doesn't look like a house on Earth. There aren't any electrical appliances. And that thing on the ceiling doesn't seem to be electrically powered."

As Ximen Qing was pondering this, he suddenly felt a pair of arms tighten around him. Turning around, he saw that the beautiful woman had been awakened by Ximen Qing's slight movement, and her alluring peach blossom eyes were
staring at him. Just as Ximen Qing was feeling a little awkward and didn't know what to say, the beautiful woman naturally pulled him closer, holding him tightly to her chest. "

Qing'er, you're
awake. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" the beautiful woman said gently to Ximen Qing. The beautiful woman in front of him seemed to know his name, and Ximen Qing was a little surprised, but he still briefly replied that he was fine.
"Alright, Qing'er, get up quickly. Your father has succeeded. Don't be surprised when we go out later."

After saying that, the beautiful woman got up and sat on the edge of the bed. The beautiful woman, her back to Ximen Qing, had her long, flowing purple hair cascading down her back. Her sitting posture accentuated her large, rounded buttocks, which were enticingly outlined by her nightgown.

Ximen Qing couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, his eyes fixed
on the woman's rounded hips. The woman dressed herself without any hesitation in front of Ximen Qing
. She turned around to help him dress. Still not fully aware of the situation, Ximen Qing didn't object, but stood up somewhat awkwardly. He had already been aroused by the woman's voluptuous and alluring body, his penis erect, creating a tent in his thin underwear. However, the woman seemed oblivious, naturally
dressing him in a long black robe.

Only after he was dressed and standing on the ground did Ximen Qing realize that the beautiful woman in front of him was unusually tall, half a head taller than him. She wore a magnificent, floor-length white court dress that concealed her full hips and thighs, her high breasts standing out against her slender waist. The open neckline revealed only a small portion of her breasts.
She exuded an air of dignified elegance, yet her alluring peach blossom eyes added
a touch of seductive charm.

Seductive and dignified—a seemingly contradictory combination—appeared on the beautiful woman. Seeing that she
had already helped him dress, Ximen Qing quickly averted his gaze and followed her out of the room. As he walked, Ximen Qing pondered his situation.
First, he was definitely transmigrated, but it seemed to be a physical transmigration, otherwise, he couldn't explain still wearing the underwear he used to wear. But he also had another identity. He
seemed to be a nobleman or a prince or something; he had just
heard the word "father." The key question was, if he had an identity, why didn't he have the original owner's memories
? Had something gone wrong during his time travel? Just as Ximen Qing was lost in thought, the two arrived
at the top of the tower.
There were already two people there: the middle-aged man from last night, and a voluptuous, purple-haired woman. She resembled the beautiful woman, wearing what looked like armor, but it was different from the armor Ximen Qing remembered—too thin and very form-fitting, showcasing her curvaceous figure.

Upon seeing the beautiful woman and Ximen Qing, the middle-aged man led them to the edge of the tower.
"Look," he said, "this is the world I once knew!"
The wind was strong at that height, making Ximen Qing feel a little cold, but the air was very
fresh. Ximen Qing closed his eyes and took a deep
breath. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this the air of another world? It's so fragrant, without any pollution!"

Just as Ximen Qing was about to take a good look at the scenery of this other world, he suddenly realized that everything around him seemed somewhat familiar. Ximen Qing was startled and observed carefully again. Although Ximen Qing rarely came inside the castle, he was quite familiar with the surrounding environment
. He quickly looked up into the distance, and the tall buildings on the edge of the city confirmed his suspicions.
He didn't seem to have
transmigrated... Ximen Qing didn't pay attention to what the middle-aged man said next, but he did learn the relationships between the people: the beautiful woman
and the middle-aged man were husband and wife, and he and the older woman were their children; he was the youngest.
After they finished speaking, Ximen Qing returned alone to
the room where he had just woken up. He stayed in the room for a long time, still unable to understand what was going on. He was still the
same as before, but inexplicably he had parents and an older sister.
So he went out to look around, but when he reached his old room, Ximen Qing was surprised to find
the door was still there.
Inside, the room looked exactly the same as when he slept the night before
. Ximen Qing quickly ran to the computer
and turned it on to see what was going on. After checking news and other information online, Ximen Qing finally confirmed that he was still on Earth. He then picked up his phone and called his adoptive father.

After a few casual words, Ximen Qing eagerly asked about the castle. "The owner of that castle? I'm not too sure, but it's probably some hidden tycoon.
I happened to see they needed someone to look after you, so I sent you there.
"
Hearing the information he wanted, Ximen Qing didn't continue arguing with his adoptive father, and after a few more casual words,
he hung up. His original identity as Ximen Qing still
existed. However, he now inexplicably had another identity, and
the castle that should have belonged to his father's friend had inexplicably become someone else's. Everything that his adoptive father and his father's friend had said had changed.
Just as Ximen Qing was sitting there pondering, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if many things were suddenly drilling into
his brain. Ximen Qing clutched his head in pain and slumped onto the computer desk. After a long while, as if experiencing a sudden burst of lucidity before death, Ximen Qing abruptly sat up straight
. He exclaimed in surprise, "So
that's how it is! Holy crap, it works too?" As
his headache returned, a memory suddenly flooded Ximen Qing's mind—the memory of the mysterious little boy from last night. This little boy was the Demon King's child, and according to his memory, the Demon King was most likely a transmigrator, and a fairly successful one at that, successfully notifying the other world. However, he seemed to be a bit dim-witted, insisting on returning to Earth.

He had successfully found a way, using an ancient secret technique to teleport back to Earth using himself as the medium. It has to be said, this guy was indeed amazing; not only did he teleport back, but he also successfully used the other world's medium
to return again.

Finally, he used a large-scale secret technique to teleport himself and his castle back to
Earth. However,
something seemed to have gone wrong along the way; the nature of the teleportation changed. What was originally a normal interdimensional teleportation had become some kind of strange teleportation.
The method was like an overwrite file in a computer. An existence from another world replaced the existence of Earth, and the castle became something that should have
belonged to this world. However, during the overwrite, Ximen Qing and the little boy were inexplicably twisted together by the singularity. Ximen Qing
luckily escaped, but the little boy wasn't so fortunate; his existence was devoured by Ximen Qing, even his memories became Ximen Qing's.
This replacement became normal in the world's operation, and Ximen Qing being the little boy became the obvious
thing.
However, the original child seemed to be named Long something-Qing, but Ximen Qing didn't think about it further; it didn't
matter anymore, because the world had already recognized Ximen Qing as the Demon King's child. It must be said, there are truly many
coincidences in this world. That evening, Ximen Qing followed his memory to the castle's dining room and obediently sat at the table to wait
.
His older sister had already arrived across the table. Dinner was already laid out on the table, but it wasn't prepared by his mother or the older woman in front of him; it was prepared by his familiar
. However, in Ximen Qing's view, these so-called familiars were like little elves, but without their own consciousness.
They were basically invisible most of the time, only appearing suddenly when needed. Because the Demon King didn't like servants, most things in the castle were
managed by familiars controlled by his mother.
So, in reality, there were only a few of them in the vast castle. After a while, the Demon King and the purple-haired beauty arrived together. They only started eating after everyone had arrived.

While eating, Ximen Qing secretly observed the others. The beautiful woman sitting next to him was named Lilith, which was
not much different from the names of the so-called demons in his memory. However, what surprised him was that, according to the little boy's memories, her race should be
a succubus among the demons.
Moreover, like Ximen Qing, she had two horns on her head and erotic markings on her abdomen. However, these seemed to be invisible most of the time, being latent traits. No wonder he always felt that beneath her mature and dignified temperament, she exuded a bewitching aura
.

And his adopted sister was also a succubus. If it weren't for the little boy's memories, he wouldn't have believed that
the two of them were actually succubi. From their appearance alone, there was no trace of a succubus
. Because of the previous Demon King
's upbringing, she wasn't like a typical succubus; instead, her values were more like those of a well-educated noblewoman. And after becoming the current Demon King's wife, her mother, in both her clothing and demeanor, exuded
a dignified and gentle aura, like an empress from ancient times.
Then, Ximen Qing looked at the purple-haired mature woman sitting opposite him; her name was Long Xinyu. She took the Demon King's surname and had
a very earthy name. Because Long Xinyu was born during a time of war between the demon race and the continent, she was more inclined towards martial prowess and had loved cultivation since childhood, resulting in her current image as a cold and beautiful female warrior, without a trace of a succubus. Furthermore,

because she idolized her father, Long Zhengyang, she looked down on other ordinary young men, and thus
remained single.
It seems only the youngest son, the last son of the original Demon King, is cute, and it appears
he inherited all the characteristics of the suppressed succubus race from his predecessors, giving him an extremely strong attraction to the opposite sex from a young age. However, this attraction has virtually no effect on his blood-related mother and sister.
While he was pondering this, Lilith, seeing her son lost in thought, reached out and
placed some food in Ximen Qing's bowl.
Because their seats were a bit far, Lilith leaned slightly towards Ximen Qing
. As they drew closer, Lilith suddenly felt a strange scent emanating from her child.
She couldn't quite place it, so she sniffed again. After sniffing twice more, Lilith began to feel dizzy, her body suddenly felt weak,
and the sensation of her clothes rubbing against her flesh became unusually clear, like a lover's gentle caress.
A warm current flowed through her lower abdomen; although the temperature wasn't high, she felt unusually hot.
The scent emanated from Ximen Qing, and Lilith, captivated by it,
was reluctant to leave. However, she eventually snapped out of her reverie and quickly sat up straight.
After standing, she glanced back at Ximen Qing, her beloved child, who suddenly
seemed even more adorable and endearing.
This little incident went unnoticed by Ximen Qing, because when Lilith served him food, he too had turned to look at her.
He saw his mother acting strangely; her face was flushed, even her fair neck was covered in a blush, and her alluring eyes were brimming with desire, gazing at Ximen Qing with seductive charm.

Although she quickly recovered, Ximen Qing remembered the seductive scene. His already erect penis, looking at his nominal mother, suddenly stirred a wicked thought.

Suddenly, Lilith's voice seemed to echo in Ximen Qing
's mind—or rather, it was like a whisper from her heart.

["Qing'er has become even cuter, Mommy likes her more and more."] Ximen Qing also sensed his
mother's current physical state, as if she were in heat.

Lilith sat upright, yet the alluring desire in her beautiful eyes hadn't completely faded. A slight blush lingered on her fair neck, and her large breasts seemed to have suddenly grown larger, straining against her dress and trembling with her slightly rapid breathing. Her thighs rubbed together slightly as if in discomfort.

Looking at his mother, the Empress Dowager, sitting beside him with her alluring body, Ximen Qing couldn't help but fantasize about pinning her voluptuous form beneath him and fucking her hard. His large, milky breasts bounced with each powerful thrust, and he imagined his thick penis withdrawing and then plunging deep into her wetness, the woman's juices spraying everywhere with each stroke. He would then wickedly ask the woman, who was somewhat dazed from the fucking and whose tongue was lolling out, "Is your son fucking your mother comfortably?" Lilith, who had just recovered, suddenly felt an image involuntarily appear in her mind:
she was lying on the bed with her legs wide open, and her son was on top of her, rising and falling, his thick, long penis thrusting in and out of her wetness.
She was even sticking out her tongue, displaying her lewdness
. This thought lingered in her mind like a virus
. And it grew increasingly clear, as if she were
actually there. The blush that had just faded from her face returned, and her lower body began to moisten. Lilith felt herself becoming increasingly unable to resist; the strange sensation in her body made her afraid to stay any longer, and she hurried away...
After saying this, she quickly left.
Ximen Qing stared in disbelief at the departing beauty. Just now, he had also sensed
the exact same scene he had just imagined from the beauty's mind.
No way,
could it be...?

Chapter Two: The Empress Dowager's Favorite Person is Me (Incomplete) After Lilith returned to her room from the restaurant, she felt the thoughts in her mind gradually fade.
After calming down, she realized that she had actually fantasized about doing that kind of thing with her son, which was extremely shameful.

Feeling the wetness between her legs, Lilith couldn't help but blush. After getting up and closing the door, Lilith slowly took off her long dress. With Lilith's movement, her large, full breasts sprang out, and then her beautiful body was exposed to the air. The mirror in the room reflected the beauty's white body. On her firm abdomen, there was a strange pattern that was shimmering with an ambiguous pink light.
"What's wrong with me? Even my magic runes are showing
." Lilith touched the dampness on her panties
, feeling a little embarrassed. For some inexplicable reason, she brought her fingers, still wet with her own fluids, to her nose and smelled them. The lewd scent brought back the scene from earlier, making her feel hot again.
Shaking her head to clear her mind, Lilith quickly changed her wet underwear and lay down on the bed,
lost in thought, only the pink glow of her beautiful body shimmering in the distance remained.
Although she already had two children, Lilith hadn't actually had much sexual experience
. Long Zhengyang was a traditional man, not very enthusiastic about marital relations, especially after having children; they had practically never had sex.
However, it wasn't that Lilith didn't have much desire. Although their marital relations were infrequent, it had actually unlocked Lilith's sexual potential, especially considering she was in her thirties, a time when she was naturally at her prime.

It was just that Lilith suppressed these desires as soon as they arose. *** ***
*** Meanwhile, back in his room, Ximen Qing couldn't help but ponder the strangeness of what had just happened. "
Just now, that thought popped into my head, and my mother had the same thought. Could I
now influence other people's thoughts?"

Ximen Qing wasn't sure; he needed to confirm it further. Lost in thought, Ximen Qing opened the door to his
father and mother's room. Standing before the door, Ximen Qing took a deep
breath. He knocked. Before he could speak, Lilith
opened the door. Looking at the tall figure before him, Ximen Qing's breathing quickened. Lilith was only wearing the same thin nightgown he had first seen her in.
The thin undergarment clung to the beautiful woman's voluptuous body,
highlighting her alluring curves. Her high, firm breasts stood out prominently, creating two tempting protrusions at the top of the nightgown. The hem of the nightgown clung tightly to her buttocks, displaying her round, full hips. Although Ximen Qing had already checked once that morning, he had been in a state of confusion and hadn't observed so closely.

Lilith watched as Ximen Qing stood before her, his eyes constantly scanning her body. She
felt a strange flush rise to her face, even though she had seen this many times before. But this time, she didn't know why, but she felt
her child's gaze held a different meaning, no longer the normal gaze between mother and child, but rather the gaze of a man looking at a woman. "
Qing'er, what's wrong? Why did you come to see your mother?" Lilith couldn't withstand Ximen Qing's sweeping gaze and quickly
asked. Ximen Qing then reacted, immediately stepping forward and hugging Lilith,
saying,
"I want to sleep with Mother." "According to the child's memories,
Lilith always agreed whenever he said he wanted to sleep with his mother. After all, she doted on her original self and often came to sleep with the child. Moreover, at these times, Long Zhengyang could only be alone in the empty room, which further demonstrated how much she loved her little son
.

Ximen Qing hugged the beautiful woman, his hands naturally covering her full, round buttocks. Ximen Qing clearly felt the parts he touched tremble slightly, and at the same time, the two soft mounds of the beautiful woman's breasts pressed against his chest. Although he was holding the delicate body, Ximen Qing did not dare to move, but only enjoyed the wonderful feeling of physical contact while secretly observing Lilith's expression." Seeing that he wasn't directly pushed away, Ximen Qing grew bolder, hugging the beautiful woman as if in a coquettish manner
, swaying her back and letting her full breasts rub against his chest, feeling the pleasure of her plump flesh and small nipples against his skin.
Although Ximen Qing didn't actively think about those lewd things, his lascivious thoughts had unconsciously entered Lilith's mind.

Moreover, because their bodies were pressed so close, Ximen Qing's strange scent constantly surrounded Lilith
, making her delicate body increasingly sensitive, and her whole body began to feel hot. "Come here."
A sliver of reason in her mind made Lilith gently push Ximen Qing away from her shoulders. At this moment,
Lilith was no longer her usual composed and dignified self; instead, her pretty face was flushed with desire, and her two alluring nipples were already subtly erect, protruding high above her nightgown.
Lilith's reason wanted to refuse first; she realized her current state was a little strange. However,
looking at Ximen Qing's face, she was about to tell him to go back to sleep, as she had some things to do. But suddenly, a deep affection for her son welled up
within her , and she couldn't bring herself to refuse. "Hmm, okay, Mother also wants to sleep with Qing'er ," Lilith said, looking at Ximen Qing, her melodious voice unconsciously carrying a hint of seduction. After speaking, she took Ximen Qing's hand and prepared to lead him to his room. Ximen Qing glanced into the room and found that his adoptive father wasn't there, so he asked curiously. "Mother, where is Father? Where did he go?" "Your father has some matters to attend to in this world, so he probably won't be back for the next few days." Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Ximen Qing's eyes, but he didn't say anything more and followed Lilith back to his room. Back in the room, Lilith hesitated for a moment, but still hugged Ximen Qing and lay down on the bed as she always had. Strangely, the peculiar scent on Ximen Qing had disappeared. For some reason, she felt a vague sense of loss.

Just as Lilith breathed a sigh of relief, the strange scent emanating from Simon Qing suddenly returned, even more intense than before. The thick aura made Lilith dizzy, and she instinctively clung to him, her large breasts pressed against his body, her delicate frame writhing unconsciously. Beneath her pajamas, her full figure glowed with an ambiguous pink, and the strange patterns on her lower abdomen were revealed, radiating an eerie pink light.

Feeling the soft flesh of the beautiful woman rubbing against his skin, Simon Qing couldn't help but lewdly chuckle. He wrapped his arms around her graceful body, his hands covering her firm, round buttocks, kneading them repeatedly. He pressed her full body even closer to his, his large penis already erect, pressing against the eerily glowing patterns on her lower abdomen. At this moment, Lilith was already dazed by the lust in her body. Even though she felt something
hard pressing against her lower abdomen and her plump buttocks being wantonly played with by Ximen Qing, she did not realize
that anything was wrong. On the contrary, her increasingly sensitive body made her seek pleasure even more.
Ximen Qing wasn't blinded by desire. Instead, he adopted a childlike, coquettish tone, saying, "Mother, I want to nurse.
" Under her mother's tutelage, unlike ordinary succubi, she was more like a well-educated noblewoman.
Her son's voice slightly cleared Lilith's mind, which had been controlled by lust. Looking at Ximen
Qing's yearning gaze and the thoughts flashing through her mind, she seemed to subconsciously ignore the fact that she had long since stopped lactating and her child was already weaned.
While Lilith was still thinking, she found her body, as if not under her control, pulling open
her already slightly disheveled nightgown from the earlier friction. Instead of simply pulling open the top to nurse, Lilith opened the entire nightgown,
exposing her voluptuous body to Ximen Qing.

A pair of large, white breasts instantly sprang out of her nightgown. Despite already having two children, Lilith's nipples, high and erect, remained as pink and tender as a young girl's. Between her firm, tight thighs, not a single hair was visible. Ximen Qing hadn't expected Lilith to be a bald woman; her smooth, white vulva was already wet with her juices, making it even more pink.
Lilith watched as Ximen Qing's gaze roamed freely over her body, a strange
sense of pleasure rising within her. Her flesh, following Ximen Qing's gaze, constantly sent signals of pleasure to her.
Ximen Qing couldn't wait to embrace Lilith, immediately taking one of her full breasts into his mouth and licking it,
occasionally gently biting the erect nipple. One hand moved to the other breast, carefully playing with it, while the other hand continued to fondle her full, round buttocks.
As Ximen Qing moved, Lilith felt an intense pleasure surge through her breasts, almost causing her to moan. When Ximen Qing gently bit her nipple, the slight pain mingled with the pleasure,
making her increasingly unable to resist.

Watching her full breasts change shape lasciviously under Ximen Qing's large hand, Lilith felt nothing amiss. Instead, she found her child increasingly adorable, and her
maternal love overflowed.
Gradually, Lilith's breathing became more rapid, her alluring peach blossom eyes filled with desire, and her seductive
breaths began to escape from her luscious red lips.
The fluid between her legs overflowed uncontrollably, flowing from her vulva, slowly tracing her white, full thighs, and
dripping onto the bed. Her hands seemed to press Ximen Qing tightly into her body.

Sensing that the beautiful woman was nearing her climax, he continued to flood her mind with lewd thoughts, while gently biting her already wet nipple and kneading it with his other hand. Feeling her increasingly heavy breathing, Ximen Qing suddenly raised his hand, which had been playing with her buttocks, and slapped it hard. The sound of his hand hitting her flesh was crisp. With a slap, Lilith involuntarily let out a seductive moan, her white body
flushed with pleasure, her beautiful body trembling. She clung tightly to Ximen Qing, the immense force rendering him immobile, pinned between her full breasts.

As the climax approached, Lilith's love for her child also reached its peak. She had actually climaxed while breastfeeding her child! Slowly recovering from the peak of pleasure, Lilith
was somewhat afraid to look at Ximen Qing.
The last vestiges of reason within her made her feel unusually ashamed.
Normally, she presented herself to her child with such maturity, composure, and dignity. Yet today,
she had revealed such a wanton appearance in front of her son. Her love for him made her uneasy; she wondered how her son would perceive her. However, just as Lilith was lost in thought, another idea suddenly took over.

That displaying such a wanton demeanor in front of her son was a better proof of their mother-son relationship; her son
loved seeing his mother in such a wanton state.
Seeing the beautiful woman's growing pleasure, Ximen Qing couldn't help but chuckle lewdly. His
hand, which had been covering her buttocks, secretly reached towards her already overflowing vulva.
Just as Ximen Qing's large hand traced the woman's plump, smooth thighs, already glistening with her juices, and touched her moist
vulva, Lilith suddenly grabbed Ximen Qing's hand. "
Qing'er, you can't touch your mother there
!" Although Lilith was deeply fond of Ximen Qing, her traditional values prevented her from doing so. Sensing Lilith's resistance, Ximen Qing, while mentally revising the beautiful woman's thoughts, asked in a naive tone, "Mother, why can't I touch that area?

I see it's very wet there."

However, to Ximen Qing's surprise, his revisions seemed ineffective this time. The beautiful woman's resistance was exceptionally strong; even with his altered thoughts, fantasies of mother-son intimacy, and his efforts to enhance his own
scent, he couldn't change her mind. "No means no, you're still young. When you grow up, your mother will tell you why,
okay?"
Lilith replied, her face flushed and her breathing slightly rapid. Even with Ximen Qing's double assault of breath and internal energy making her already sensitive body, still climaxing, even more
unbearable, Lilith remained unmoved. Although Ximen Qing noticed that Lilith was still resisting, she showed a slight tendency to change her stance with his continued attempts, but it seemed unlikely he would succeed in the short term.

Unable to successfully taste the beautiful woman's alluring vagina, Ximen Qing felt somewhat discouraged; his already rock-hard
penis was still not satisfied.

Seeing the unhappy expression on Ximen Qing's face, Lilith felt a pang of guilt. She gently embraced Ximen Qing's head, kissed his forehead with her luscious red lips, and softly comforted him, "Alright, good boy, don't think so much. Didn't you always yearn for your father's world? Your father said he'd take you out to play tomorrow. Go to sleep now."
Feeling the soft kiss on his forehead, Ximen Qing looked at Lilith's rosy lips, and a sudden idea popped into his head. (Chapter 2 incomplete, should have an opening based on development) After reading, please click the upper right corner to support the author and send your heart! [The

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