Three hours later, the two women received the hospital examination report, confirming their pregnancies.
After leaving the hospital, the sky was gradually darkening. Shen Qing couldn’t clearly see the expression on Liu Ruoxi’s face. She suggested that Liu Ruoxi stay at her place for the night. After a moment of contemplation, Liu Ruoxi agreed. She didn’t feel like going home right now to face her son.
As for the results, both women understood without saying a word.
That evening, Yang Haoran received a call from Aunt Shen. Learning that his mother would be staying at Aunt Shen’s place for the night, he felt relieved.
He wanted to ask Aunt Shen for more details about his mother, but she responded evasively, telling him not to ask too many questions. She also reminded him to behave himself over the next few days. Yang Haoran had no choice but to drop the subject.
He was in a good mood. With this situation unfolding, his mother definitely wouldn’t be going to Sanya tomorrow.
The only regret was that today’s unexpected incident had prevented him from fucking his mother. He didn’t know when the next opportunity would arise.
That night, Yang Haoran was home alone. After ordering takeout to fill his stomach, he contacted Wei Ming.
Yang Haoran: “Xiao Ming, how did it go today?”
A while later.
Wei Ming: “Haoran, I was just about to tell you.”
Wei Ming: “Lili brought two of her elementary school classmates today, one guy and one girl. I thought our date would be ruined, but surprisingly, with their company, we actually got along really well.”
Wei Ming: “Those two are a couple. They were all lovey-dovey, which made both me and Lili a bit awkward. Later, when we were singing karaoke in the private room, the couple sang a love song together and then encouraged me and Lili to sing a duet…”
Wei Ming described the details of today’s date. It was clear he was still沉浸在在兴奋之中, chattering on and on. After reading it, Yang Haoran summarized that Wei Ming had successfully held Han Lili’s hand and that some暧昧气氛 had developed between them.
He replied: “Not bad. You’ve finally started to get it.”
Wei Ming: “Haoran, I still have to thank you. After taking that brave step, it didn’t feel as difficult as I thought.”
Yang Haoran understood Wei Ming’s previous mindset. Someone you have a crush on always seems perfect under a filter, feeling unattainable. Just making eye contact could make your face flush and your heart race, and you’d only dare to steal glances from behind. In reality, she’s just an ordinary girl.
Besides, his best friend Wei Ming wasn’t that bad—average looks, a strong build. If he hadn’t been沉迷于 games for so long, he might have had several girlfriends by now.
After catching up, Yang Haoran discussed tomorrow’s plans with Wei Ming, suggesting he ask Han Lili out alone for another day of fun to strengthen their relationship while the iron was hot.
Wei Ming, thinking about how his smooth progress with Han Lili was thanks to Haoran’s setup, agreed without much hesitation. Even though he knew perfectly well that Haoran’s suggestion was also a way to get him out of the house so Haoran could seize the opportunity to fuck his own mother all day long.
The two were partners in crime. Wei Ming also tacitly allowed his best friend Haoran to become his便宜爸爸 (cheap dad).
After all, he could see that if he weren’t at home, his mother wouldn’t refuse Haoran fucking her. Why should he be an annoying third wheel?
The next morning, Aunt Shen called. She mentioned that she was accompanying his mother to go out and relax today, so he shouldn’t worry. She also said that if his dad called to ask, he should tell him that he was receiving treatment at the hospital and that his mother was staying with him.
Yang Haoran knew perfectly well that this was a message relayed by Aunt Shen on his mother’s behalf. As for why his mother didn’t call him personally, he guessed she was still angry.
Didn’t her not wanting to come home mean she didn’t want to see him? Out of sight, out of mind? Yang Haoran was happy with this. Why would he rush to provoke her displeasure?
He was in a wonderful mood, even fantasizing that once his mother finished relaxing and returned, he could哄哄 (coax/comfort) her, and maybe yesterday’s incident would be water under the bridge.
While Yang Haoran was eating at a breakfast shop outside, his dad really did call. He didn’t know what his mother had said, but his dad called to comfort him, telling him not to feel pressured and to cooperate with the hospital’s treatment.
Yang Haoran could sense his dad’s low spirits. The family trip had been ruined. Yang Haoran felt indescribably复杂 (complex emotions)—both guilty and庆幸 (relieved). He甚至 didn’t dare face his father’s concern and ended the call after a few brief responses.
On his way to Aunt He’s house, Yang Haoran felt down. He thought of various reasons to comfort himself.
“Baseness is the passport of the base,
Nobility the epitaph of the noble.”
He was the fruit of his parents’ marriage, but also the third party in that marriage after the fruit had grown. If the environment where the fruit grew had been good, perhaps he would have been a sunny, healthy, and positive child.
But there are no ifs. Just like the environment where that fruit grew注定 (destined) that he could not grow towards the sun.
Perhaps, even if,假设 (supposing) he had been a child in an environment with loving parents and a harmonious family, he still wouldn’t have been able to avoid滋生 (sprouting) evil thoughts towards his mother’s stunning face and figure. But without the soil for those thoughts to take root and sprout, they would be like water without a source. Judged by actions, not thoughts, things could still be fine…
Arriving at Aunt He’s door, Yang Haoran dispelled the distracting thoughts in his mind, put on a bright smile, and knocked on Aunt He’s door like a sunny, upbeat young man.
He Muchen inside was just about to go out when the knocking happened to sound. She opened the door and was surprised to see Yang Haoran standing outside, beaming.
“He Muchen: “…Haoran?”
“What? Aunt He, am I not welcome?”
“No, no, not at all, you silly boy. Why so formal? Are you here to see Xiao Ming? He’s out playing with classmates. Come in and sit down.”
Yang Haoran followed He Muchen to the living room sofa while talking. As soon as he sat down, he began打量 (checking out) Wei Ming’s mother.
His best friend’s mother, He Muchen, was a mature beauty who appeared热情似火 (passionately warm) but was actually inwardly wary of outsiders.
If you could break into her heart, she was also a rare treasure in bed, capable of providing men with mind-blowing, bone-melting sexual experiences.
Yang Haoran gazed炙热ly (with burning heat) at He Muchen. Today, she was as gorgeous as ever, wearing light makeup. Her chestnut-brown wavy hair cascaded down both sides of her face, framing her beautiful oval shape. Her full, lush lips were painted with a vibrant dark red lipstick, looking as性感妩媚 (sexually alluring) as blazing flames.
He Muchen’s two plump lips were small and饱满 (full), truly deserving of the name樱桃小嘴 (cherry mouth). Combined with the moist gloss on her唇瓣 (lip surface), it appeared格外性感 (exceptionally sexy) beneath her gentle and dignified气质 (aura).
This kind of cherry mouth is most suitable for giving men blowjobs. Because it doesn’t require much effort to envelop tightly, yet it can bring极致快感 (ultimate pleasure). Not to mention the visual effect when thrusting inside—just the sight is兴奋刺激 (arousing and thrilling).