Mom was startled by Ziran’s sudden action, but she soon began trying to push him away. “Alright, alright, I know you have these feelings for me. But we’re still on the street!”
Zhou Yun pushed against Ziran a few times but couldn’t break free, so she simply placed her hands on his head and waist. “You’re still young. Mom and Dad can’t be with you forever. You’ll get married, have children, and start your own family someday. But I’m still happy to know you care about me so much.”
Ziran savored the sensation of Mom’s body against his. Even on a public street, he felt no embarrassment. He wished he could hold her like this forever, feeling her full breasts pressed against him. The thought quickly stirred his desire.
Ziran felt his cock beginning to stiffen and quickly let go of her, though he kept their fingers tightly interlaced. “I want to spend my whole life with you, Mom. I’m not getting married.”
Mom laughed. “What if you find a girlfriend?” She allowed Ziran to continue holding her hand.
“I don’t care about anyone else. I only like you, Mom.”
Zhou Yun playfully punched Ziran. “Alright, alright, I know you’re a good, filial child. Let’s go home.”
After that day, Ziran felt as though the distance between him and Mom had suddenly shrunk. Even when he wrapped his arms around her waist while she was cooking the next day, she simply thought he was being clingy and didn’t suspect he was taking advantage of her.
“What? Didn’t you get enough hugs today?” Mom laughed and patted Ziran’s hands resting on her waist.
Ziran breathed in her scent deeply, pressing his lower body against her full hips. “I like you the most, Mom. I told you I want to spend my whole life with you!”
He released her just as his cock began to stiffen again, avoiding any suspicion that he had ill intentions.
Zhou Yun continued chopping vegetables as she said, “I know. I never realized you were so clingy before. You’re such a child. But you need to learn to grow up like Qianxun, to mature and find your own path.”
Ziran desperately wanted to rub his hardening cock against Mom’s hips. His attention was entirely focused on the gentle sway of her buttocks as she chopped, and his dick was fully erect. He barely registered what she was saying.
Noticing his silence, Mom continued, “Seriously, Mom hopes that one day there will be someone who loves you, cares for you, and supports you just as I do. Actually, that girl you dated in middle school—what was her name? Xiaopan, right? She seemed really nice.”
It took Ziran a moment to recall who Mom was referring to, but it soon came back to him.
Mom was talking about his middle school deskmate, the girl he had dated—Li Panpan.
He remembered pursuing her because, during a PE class, she had worn athletic shorts that showed off her slender legs.
Her legs were straight and slim—not as full and firm as Mom’s—but they had a graceful, slender beauty, and the athletic shorts highlighted her youthful energy.
Another time, Li Panpan had given him an ultimatum: if his grades didn’t improve, she would break up with him. Fortunately, he managed to do better on the monthly exam.
To celebrate, he skipped lunch at home and used his pocket money to take her to a small restaurant off-campus. It was nothing fancy—just a simple student meal with three dishes and a soup, all fairly modest.