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Reincarnation of Love and Hatred, Chapter Twelve 

More than a week had passed. One evening, I was sitting at my desk, absentmindedly flipping through my textbooks, when there was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it to find my mother standing there.

"Xiaobing, may I come in?" she asked softly with a smile.

"Sure," I said casually, letting her into the room. Tonight, my mother was wearing a short-sleeved patterned nightgown, smelling of a fresh and pleasant perfume. Her freshly washed long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, making her look both charming and delicate. Faced with such a beautiful woman, no man could bear to refuse.

"Reading? I hope I'm not disturbing you?" She casually sat down on the edge of the bed, elegantly crossing her bare right leg and seemingly casually placing it on my chair. The hem of her nightgown immediately lifted, revealing a section of her snow-white, full thigh.

I suddenly understood. My mother was afraid that I would refuse to talk to her again tonight, so she was using her beauty as bait to launch her attack. As for whether she did this intentionally or unintentionally? Was it a beautiful woman's innate instinct, an unconscious display of charm to the opposite sex? Or was it a carefully considered decision, a resolute determination to please me at all costs? That remains unknown!

But regardless, my mother's step was dangerous, or rather, it played right into my hands. In that instant, I made up my mind to make my mother play with fire and burn herself, sliding step by step into the abyss of incest…

I composed myself and said indifferently, "Is there something you need?"

"Oh, no, I just wanted to talk to you…" My mother hesitated, then said tentatively, "Xiaobing, lately… have you been troubled by something?"

"No!" I answered stiffly, but my gaze deliberately drifted to her bare thighs. Of course, this didn't escape my mother's notice; her eyes immediately lit up, and she looked at me with a half-smile, an expression of complete confidence.

“If you have something on your mind, you can tell Mom. Of course, you're not a child anymore, and some things are your privacy, which I shouldn't pry into… But Mom still hopes you can tell me what's been making you so down lately?”

I frowned, feigning hesitation, and after a long pause, whispered, “Mom, really, it's nothing! Please don't be so suspicious.”

“You're lying!” Mom looked directly into my eyes and said, “I can see you're upset! Why… why can't you tell Mom?”

“But if I tell you, you'll definitely be angry!”

“Look at you! You're my son, how could Mom be angry with you?” She looked reproachful, lightly tapping my leg with her toe. She didn't sound like a mother talking to her son; she sounded more like a lover teasing her.

“Then, can you promise me you won't be angry no matter what I say?” I asked, playing hard to get.

“Okay, I promise!” Mom said with a smile, completely unaware that she was stepping into a trap.

I pretended to hesitate for a long time before reluctantly speaking, “Mom, do you remember that night a week ago when I drank a lot of alcohol and got drunk?”

“Yes. I’ve already explained it to you. Is there a problem?” she asked, puzzled.

“No problem…” I stammered, “but…but I had a dream, a strange, inexplicable dream…”

“Oh? What kind of strange dream?”

“I dreamt that I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with an incense table next to me, huge yellow curtains and colorful talismans hanging on the wall, and several sticks of incense burning in the corner…” I talked on and on, describing the living room setup that night in great detail, even the smallest details.

The smile on Mom's face gradually froze, the color draining from her cheeks. Forcing herself to remain calm, she said, "Xiaobing, you...you really dreamed...about all of this?"

I nodded earnestly, my voice low and serious. "Yes, and I even dreamed about you, Mom! I had just sat down on the sofa when you appeared at the living room door. What shocked me was that you actually...you actually..."

"You actually what?" Mom pressed anxiously, fear showing in her eyes.

I suddenly softened my tone and said casually, "What shocked me was that you weren't wearing any clothes, Mom, you were completely naked..."

This statement contradicted the truth. Mom paused, let out a soft sigh, her face flushing red with embarrassment. She spat out, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

I ignored her and continued, "You came to my side and personally took off my clothes and pants, so I was naked now, just like you. Then you told me that there's no barrier between mother and son, so we should revert to our most primal, animalistic state and understand each other's most private secrets..."

"Pah, pah...you brat, how could your mother say such absurd things? You're just being ridiculous..." My mother's face turned even redder, as if she had a guilty conscience. Her eyes darted around, avoiding my gaze, and she whispered, "And then? What else did you dream about?"

I mustered my courage and said bluntly, "Then, I dreamed that you were lying on the ground, your legs spread wide apart, your entire vulva exposed in a wanton manner. One hand was caressing your tender breasts, and the other was pressing against your cunt, masturbating..."

"Enough, you brat!" My mother stopped me, both ashamed and angry, and said loudly with a displeased expression, "Where did you learn such vulgar language? How dare you be so insolent in front of your mother?"

Although she was angrily rebuking me, my intuition told me that my mother wasn't actually as angry as she appeared. Rather than scolding me for my rudeness, she was using this to save face and dignity, and to cover up her own loss of composure... Was that really the case? I decided to take a gamble…

“Didn’t you tell me what was on my mind, and promise you wouldn’t get angry?” I turned my head away resentfully, saying aggrievedly, “Fine, if you don’t want to listen, then forget it! There was another very important secret later, but I’m too lazy to tell you now…”

“An important… secret?” Mom’s temper vanished instantly, but her expression tensed up again, as if afraid I was hiding some truth. She smiled awkwardly and said, “Xiaobing, Mom isn’t angry, I’m just a little… a little embarrassed… I’m so happy you’re willing to speak your mind! You… you can continue, Mom promises not to interrupt you!”

I said sternly, “I’ll be upfront, many of the actions and words in this dream are extremely obscene and vulgar, does Mom really want to hear it?”

“Ah… it’s alright!” Mom said, forcing herself to speak, “Just repeat it word for word, say whatever you want, Mom will never blame you.”

I chuckled inwardly, knowing that what Mom was most eager to know at this moment was whether I had just had a vulgar erotic dream. Or perhaps she really did dream of the terrible events of that night. She must remember Master Yun's repeated warnings not to let me know anything about my "past life." Therefore, the more my dream matched reality, the worse it was for her. I was almost certain that from now on, no matter how obscene I said, Mom would force herself to listen until she resolved her doubts.

"Next, Mom, gesture for me to come closer so I can give you a full-body massage. You said it's been a long time since you've enjoyed the feeling of being caressed by a man's hands. You need me to temporarily abandon my role as a son and play the role of a strong man to quench your long-empty body..."

My mother, her face flushed, listened silently to my lewd words. At first, she seemed quite shy and embarrassed, her embarrassment evident. But as my voice deepened, my magnetic tone took on a special allure, and my seductive, teasing words added to the decadent atmosphere. These were words I often used when flirting with her on the phone under the guise of "Mr. Heart Demon," so I was extremely skilled at it. How could my mother resist? She quickly became engrossed, her eyes gradually blurring, occasionally opening her mouth to let out a suppressed breath.

I observed carefully, continuing to talk, while my right hand quietly reached out and grasped my mother's beautiful, delicate foot resting on the chair, skillfully pressing the sole. She only slightly struggled before becoming still, letting my hand invade her from her ankle, inch by inch, climbing up her smooth, shapely calf to her rounded knee, where it settled.

"Then, Mom, you put your toes on my knees, kind of like the position we're in now... You want me to massage your leg muscles with the gentlest touch. Look, like this... like this massage..."

I spoke softly as I lifted the hem of Mom's pajamas to the side, instantly exposing her two plump, fair thighs. The smooth, natural lines and silky smooth skin were simply irresistible to touch. I "massaged" her all the way to her groin before Mom instinctively stopped me...

"Later, you used your feet to clamp my penis, rubbing and kneading it back and forth... You said you wanted to transform it from a limp little penis into a hard, thick one, so that we could both bring each other pleasure..."

Under my deliberate seduction, Mom was as if hypnotized, completely immersed in the dual pleasure of hearing and touch. She bit her lower lip, hesitant to speak, her buttocks swaying almost imperceptibly on the edge of the bed. Her fair feet reached between my legs, her toes lightly touching my scrotum in turn.

Even a fool could see that Mom was desperately wanting it; a burning desire, enough to overwhelm reason, craved the most intense intercourse. But her feminine reserve prevented her from speaking, from tearing off the mask of "motherhood."

I knew the crucial moment had arrived. All the conditions were ripe; I was just waiting to deliver the decisive blow…

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