“Wait.”
Liu Ruoxi glanced at her son’s timid and cowering appearance, said nothing more, calmly fastened her buttons, left those words, and got up to leave the room.
Bang!
The room door was slammed shut violently, creating a loud noise.
Yang Haoran watched, trembling with fear, his hands and feet icy cold.
Had he lost his mind?
Did he have a death wish?
Not only had he seen his mother’s breasts, but heβd also boldly responded that he wanted to see something even better?
This wasnβt a question of whether his courage was too great or his wings had grown too strongβYang Haoranβs mind was a chaotic mess. Everything that had happened was just too bizarre.
Mother showed him pornographic videos to watch?
Mother masturbated him?
Mother unbuttoned her collar herself and let her own son look at her breasts?
Was this still his usual cold and stern “Madam Mother”?
From everything that had just happened, she seemed more like a shameless slut seducing her own son!
Yang Haoranβs head buzzed; he was truly bewildered. He didnβt understand how any of this had happened or how things had developed to this point. He recalled what his mother had said earlier:
No matter what she does later, remember, itβs all for him.
She also said that Dr. Hao had asked her to help stimulate him, to aid in his recovery?
But did Mother have to go this far? He was her own biological son!
Even if stimulation was needed, couldnβt she just show him porn? Why did she have to take other actions? The whole situation was shrouded in mystery, elusive and perplexing.
As the scenes replayed in Yang Haoranβs mind, he still found it hard to believe.
Why all of this, Madam Mother?
Could you truly be a slut?
Unconsciously, doubt arose in Yang Haoranβs heart.
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After leaving her sonβs room, Liu Ruoxi stood still for a moment, her thoughts unknown, lingering in place for a long time. After what felt like an eternity, she sighed softly, leaving a barely audible murmur hanging in the air.
“Do I even have a choice?”
Click-clack⦠click-clack⦠The sound of her footsteps gradually faded into the distance.
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In the bedroom, Liu Ruoxie looked calmly at the lingerie uniform that had materialized in her hand out of thin air.
She removed her clothes and gazed at her reflection in the full-length mirror. It was a body sensual enough to drive anyone madβcurvaceous with full breasts and round hips, paired with a breathtakingly exquisite, poetic beauty. Flawless, as if a celestial goddess had descended to earth.
She stood there, staring at her reflection in a daze for a while, then slowly put on the lingerie uniform provided by the game.
It was a sheer, gauzy dress adorned with black and white lace patterns. The white hem of the skirt resembled clouds, wrapping around and accentuating her voluptuous, mature, and alluring figure.
A blend of beauty, sensuality, innocence, and lewdnessβit was utterly captivating and irresistibly seductive.
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Click-clackβ¦ click-clackβ¦
The familiar sound of footsteps echoed again, growing closer. The crisp taps seemed to tread directly on Yang Haoranβs heart, stirring both anticipation and dread within him.
He didnβt know whether his mother was coming to show him the so-called “something better” or to settle the score with him later. Amid this anxiety, with a click, the door opened.
Yang Haoran looked up, and his mind and spirit were shaken. He stood there stunned, utterly mesmerized.
His mother was wearing a V-neck, black-and-white lace-patterned gauze dress. The dress was slightly sheer, with the chest area made of black lace patterns that cupped her enormous, full breasts like a bra.
Two firm, towering peaks thrust upward, squeezed tightly together to form a deep, cleavage-filled valley. The faintly visible pale flesh of her breasts pressed closely against each other, rubbing together.
Through the delicate lace patterns, two crimson nipples were vaguely visible, creating two tempting bumps against the gauze. The lush flesh of her breasts, veiled by a layer of black mist, hinted at the snow-white, smooth skin beneath.
Though the view wasnβt entirely clear, it added an intangible, half-concealed allure that wasζ¦θ§ and tantalizing.
Following her slender waist downward, two evenly rounded, beautiful legs stood straight and long, sheathed in sheer black stockings.
In theζ¦θ§ light, his motherβs legs seemed to glisten with a slick, enticing, and lewd sheen.
Elegantly perched on fifteen-centimeter high heels, the shoes added an extra layer of sexiness and temptation to her provocative attire. Not only did they make her figure appear even taller, but they also accentuated her large breasts and round buttocks, making them appear even more lifted and sensual.
Yang Haoranβs eyes widened in excitement. He swallowed involuntarily, and his cock hardened instantly beneath his clothes.
Then his gaze focused on his motherβs crotch. The semi-transparent white hem of the skirt overlapped with the stockings beneath, revealing a shadowy, lush patch that appearedζ¦θ§ and illusory, stirring the imagination.
Was that shadowy, dense darkness his motherβs pubic hair?
Was she not wearing any panties?
This was too lewd!
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Liu Ruoxiβs expression remained calm and composed as she walked toward him with graceful steps.
She moved slowly, as if deliberately displaying her seductive body to her son, or perhaps intentionally teasing his mind.
Her two long, beautiful legs moved in alternating strides. Her enormous breasts trembled and swayed with each elegant step, and the skirt hem swayed gently along with her movements.
Though Yang Haoran couldnβt see her back, the sway of her hips alone sparked endless fantasies. His motherβs plump, snow-white buttocks must be undulating like turbulent waves, enticingly outlined by the black stockings. Coupled with the rhythmic tap-tap of the fifteen-centimeter black high heels, the entire scene felt surreal, filled with boundless lewdness and temptation.
As the sound of her high heels hitting the floor echoed, Yang Haoranβs blood boiled. It felt as though each step trod directly on his heart, guiding the flow of his blood and stirring his desires.
Yang Haoran stared dumbfounded at this scene, only snapping out of it when his mother stopped right in front of him.
A faint, delicate fragrance wafted toward himβan intoxicating natural scent that enveloped his senses like a lingering mist.
Seeing his mother in such provocative attire up close, Yang Haoran fell into a daze once again.
At such close range, her beauty was even more captivating and soul-stirring. Her usually sharp eyes, complemented by this outfit, held a trace of enchantment and allure. Her sensual red lips were full and moist, glistening slightly. Her tall, elegant nose was smooth as jade. Every feature of her stunning face seemed crafted by natureβs divine hand, flawless in every way.
Beneath her fair, slender swan-like neck, the V-neckline wasnβt particularly low, but it couldnβt contain the sheer size of her chest.
Those massive, full breasts stood high and firm, soaring like towering peaks, straining against the flimsy lace bodice until it seemed ready to burst. A deep cleavage was visible, like a magical abyss that captivated the soul.
Two delicate, crimson nipples were faintly visible, pressing against the lace and creating two lewd bumps. Her voluptuous body, with its full breasts and round hips, wasζ¦θ§ly outlined beneath the gauzy dress, tantalizing and arousing.
Her two long, straight jade-like legs stood gracefully, encased in sheer black stockings as thin as cicada wings. Her thighs were pressed tightly together, revealing only aζ¦θ§ shadowy darkness that invited endless fantasies and an irresistible urge to exploreβto discover what breathtaking scenery lay within that tightly closed valley.