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As he said that, he lifted the quilt and invited her in.
At that moment, she felt like her heart was melting. She didn't know how to describe her feelings. She couldn't even tell for a moment whether it was her son who needed his mother, or she, as a mother, who needed her child?
It was also from then on that she realized that her son was a "heartless little boy" and could sleep well without her.
On the contrary, she was always worried because of her son.
This reverse separation anxiety did not ease until he grew up a little and reached adolescence.
Later, Ye Wanqing gradually figured it out. In fact, it wasn't just her. Most mothers in the world went through the same thing.
It’s the first time for the child to sleep alone. How can a mother possibly lie in bed and sleep soundly?
In raising a son, a new field she had never touched before, she was always worried about the pros and cons. She was always worried that if her son got close to her, it would affect his physical and mental health; that if he got too close to her, he would not be independent enough and would not be masculine enough; that if she behaved too intimately with her son, he would have psychological problems or even an Oedipus complex.
That's why I decided to let my son go and keep a certain distance from him in the future.
But in fact, this idea is totally wrong.
Children have a natural attachment to their mothers, which is not to be blamed. This parent-child relationship formed by blood ties should be the warmest and most intimate one, and a happy childhood will accompany a child throughout his life. If he is unable to feel the warmth and care from his mother or even suffers mental trauma because of some unfounded worries or because of the expectation of his early independence, then it is putting the cart before the horse.
Therefore, the mother does not need to deliberately avoid her son. Even if the son is ten, twenty, or even older, as long as neither of them objects, the mother can still hug her son, go shopping with him arm in arm, and lie on the same bed and chat with him.
She was very happy and thought happily in her heart that her son was her biological son, so there was no need to avoid suspicion.
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But now, Ye Hong doesn't seem to think so.
After falling asleep, his consciousness seemed to sink into the deep sea. All thoughts were gone and only instinctive reactions remained. The martial arts were working, and the delicate body in his arms made the latent desires in his body, after his kidney energy was replenished, rise again.
He frowned, as if he couldn't understand why "Feng'er" was so comfortable to hug tonight. Her breasts were obviously much bigger, like a memory latex pillow with just the right resilience, covered with a layer of silky silk fabric, making people addicted to it.
He buried his head in "Feng'er's" soft and fragrant breasts that had become much larger and slept for a while. Feeling a little stuffy, he adjusted himself to a comfortable position. His small fingers moved randomly a few times, as if he felt his hands were empty and had nowhere to go. So he unconsciously reached out and touched everywhere, relying on the feel he had developed during this period of time to find the target.
Ye Wanqing was stunned. At first she didn't understand what her son was looking for. Suddenly her cheeks turned red as if they were about to bleed.
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"Yeah, that's not allowed... You little rascal, you even dare to tease your mother."
She angrily pulled out his naughty little hand, tucked it under her armpit, and then stared at his sleeping face for a while. She reached her bare hand into the quilt to test it, then pulled it back as if she had been electrocuted. She sighed and said with some resentment, "What should I do? My son has learned bad things..."
He had never been like this before, and he didn't know what kind of shameless woman had taught him such a bad lesson.
Thinking about how he had followed someone to the brothel where there were many beautiful women, Ye Wanqing suddenly felt nauseous. The disgust from the bottom of her heart instantly filled her mind.
Thinking of the greedy expressions those men gave her, she felt extremely disgusted. When she completely ignored them, those men would become angry and ashamed that their evil plans had not been realized, and would insult her as a slut.
If even her dearest and most beloved son treats her like this, then what is the point of her living? How is she different from a prostitute in a brothel who opens her legs to receive customers?
She did not push him away. Instead, she patted the child's back with her hands as if she was singing a lullaby, and gently coaxed him to sleep.
"Baby, you've grown up and you're curious about women's bodies. Mommy understands that. Are you interested in Mommy's body, too? Do you also think that Mommy is a slut who seduces her own son?"
"If you really need it, I can give you my blood, organs, and even my life, not to mention my innocence."
"If you really want it, then you can continue to bully Mom. Mom won't resist. It's meaningless. Just think of it as the last gift Mom gives you while she's alive."
"Baby, please don't let your mother down."
Facts tell us that we should never underestimate a mother's love for her children, and never underestimate a mother's determination to defend this love with her life.
Chapter 54: Reminiscence
The next morning, Ye Hong woke up from his bed, with the lingering aftertaste of a beautiful dream still on his cheeks.
My head was dizzy, and suddenly I smelled a familiar faint fragrance, which was the body odor that made me dream.
In an instant, as if he thought of something, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. He found himself lying next to the mother he had been thinking about day and night, hugging her tightly and putting his arms around her thighs. This wonderful touch was like being wrapped in a warm cotton ball, and he felt extremely safe.
However, this is nothing. What is more terrible is that I am holding her satin-smooth skin in my hands, trembling and feeling extremely full.
Her face was rosy, her breathing was long, and she was sleeping very soundly, as if she had let down all her defenses, and what appeared in front of him was the most trusting and relaxed moment.
His head suddenly buzzed and he woke up almost instantly. His first thought was whether he should take his hand away first, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
Unintentional mistakes are inevitable, but intentional evil is unforgivable.
Ye Hong took a deep breath, let go of his mother, and lay down beside her obediently. He couldn't help but think with some satisfaction that this was really a long-lost dream scene.
When did mom come?
Thinking back to what happened last night, his mother asked him to sleep a little deeper, but he still thought he was dreaming.
Ye Hong supported himself with his arms and looked at her quietly. After not seeing her for a long time, Comrade Ye Wanqing was still incredibly beautiful. Moreover, this oval face that was so pure and dignified that it seemed as if it had been carefully carved, how come it seemed to have become a little different from before?
It's not just about the appearance of the "lotus mark", but there seems to be a hint of aura between the facial features that has never been there before. It turns out that fairy air is the best makeup for women.
Ye Wanqing's eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to wake up. Ye Hong just watched his mother raise her eyelids little by little, occupying the unknown sweetness in her sleepy state.
They looked into each other's eyes, only seeing each other, not saying a word.
Ye Wanqing looked at her son with a gentle expression and a smile on her lips, as always, as if last night's resolution was just an illusion and nothing had happened.
He lay on top of her sideways, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I have established my foundation."
She responded to her son's words in a soft and playful tone, as if she was acting like a spoiled child: "Show me the Qiankun bag."
Ye Hong was confused and subconsciously recalled that he had something shameful on him, which was the "Ancient Secret Book of Immortality" given by Senior Brother Chen. However, he had always treated it as a story book and had no intention of practicing it.
Bad thing!
He suddenly reacted and glanced at the head of the bed. The book was indeed gone, and a look of shame appeared on his face.
However, this is not the first time that pornographic books have been confiscated. In the past, many old-fashioned martial arts novels were also written in pornographic styles, such as Mr. Huang's "Overturning the Clouds". The embarrassment will only last for a while, but it will pass.
Then, he obediently handed over the storage bag.
Ye Wanqing opened it and saw that the elixirs for replenishing blood, reconnecting meridians, and even treating injuries and fractures were all missing, but there was a large pile of immortal energy stones, more than 600 in total. She knew what was going on after just one glance, and immediately narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Hey, Master Ye, you're killing people, setting fires, and robbing houses. Tell me, what good things have you done these days?"
"...Mom, you're exaggerating."
Ye Hong had no choice but to start from the story of his feud with Feng Er, and then he got to know Senior Sister Liu and gave her a pill to repay the favor.
Ye Wanqing understood, it turned out to be a gift to someone else, which was what she should do.
Then he went to Dahu to become a disciple, concealing his indecent behavior towards Qingyi and Qingyi's teasing and teasing him, and instead talked about how he met the old man from the public sect and the two senior brothers from the Xuanhuo sect, taking the opportunity to clarify the facts, "Mom, that book was given to me by Senior Brother Chen, I just read it as a novel, nothing more."
Ye Wanqing's eyes changed a little. She didn't comment, but just nodded slightly to indicate that she understood.
So Ye Hong continued to tell the story, and what followed was a thrilling chase. He felt as if he had returned to the night of his first murder.
You have to know that having the intention to kill and breaking the precept of killing are two completely different concepts. It is mainly because modern people subconsciously believe that killing someone will result in death, and then they become afraid and nervous, thinking that they are going to die too. But after thinking it through, they will no longer have any burden in their hearts.
After all, it was self-defense. I would not offend others unless they offended me.
Here, Ye Wanqing showed an anxious and distressed look after hearing this, she clenched her fists, and her nails pierced into the palms of her hands.
She had never thought that there would be a woman in the world who would hire someone to kill someone just because of a disagreement. She couldn't help but reflect on whether she had been too kind to her child in the past. If her son hadn't been smart and vigilant enough, and ruthless and decisive enough, something might have really happened.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and she hugged him tightly in her arms as if she had regained his lost love. This time, her delicate body leaned completely against him, and her breasts were squeezed into a ball by her son's cheeks.
Ye Hong was very excited but also a little shy. He felt secretly happy in his heart, but when he saw his mother's distressed look, he immediately felt a little regretful. Perhaps he should not have explained it in such detail and made his mother worry for nothing.
He comforted her: "Mom, this is how the immortal society works."
To be honest, he used to think that cultivating immortals is about the mind, cultivating the Tao, cultivating the self, and becoming Laozi or Buddha in the future, but in reality, it is not like that at all. A cultivator is a person who has been practicing for a long time. Mortals are also people, and cultivators are also people. The latter have nothing special except that they have magical powers. They will still make enemies with others and fight and kill with magic weapons, calling it "crossing the mortal world to kill".
Ye Wanqing is no longer the same person she was before. She quickly adjusted her mood and asked softly, "That woman, didn't you say that her meridians were damaged? What about this contract?" In fact, she understood it immediately after she said that. She was just asking even though she knew the answer.
This involves a crucial issue.
It was somewhat embarrassing to talk about collecting slaves in front of his mother, but Ye Hong had no choice but to honestly explain what he had done.
Ye Wanqing suddenly became angry again. When she narrowed her eyes slightly, she always looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. "Tsk tsk, you really are bored because you have nothing to do."
Why keep a woman like that around? Even if you want to find a nanny, is there no other good woman in the world?
She was so smart that when she thought about her son's instinctive reaction last night, she gradually understood what the so-called "pillow" meant and what kind of romantic life her son had been leading in the past few months. She felt sad inside.
So now that she is gone, you find another woman to replace her. What a bad habit you've developed. When you were a child, you didn't have trouble sleeping even if no one was with you!
This made her feel somewhat uncomfortable and a little sour.
In the past, Ye Wanqing was often angry that her son was a bachelor, did not have a girlfriend or get married, planned to live with his mother for the rest of his life, and did not take his own life seriously at all.
Now that her son has started looking for a partner, no, it should be said that he is looking for a bed partner, she finds it unbearable.
What kind of vision is that? A woman of questionable character will never be allowed to enter your house in this life, unless she dies!
Ye Wanqing snorted coldly, "Have you done it?"
Ye Hong was obviously stunned. How did the topic suddenly come to this? Talking about such sexual topics with his mother always made him feel like he was digging his toes into the ground. It was extremely embarrassing.
He blushed helplessly, "Mom, of course not, how is that possible."
Although he had never thought of keeping his virginity until the wedding night, he did not intend to give it away casually. Of course, he would save it for his future wife.
Chapter 55: Contempt for the Prince
Ye Hong lay on his mother's body. The soft and clear touch made him excited, but he tried his best to keep any improper thoughts from his mind. He was not a gentleman, but he wanted to be upright and act like a saint in front of her.
When he watched "Marel Della Malèna" before, he understood a truth: this world does not treat beautiful women well, but is extremely cruel to them. Every detail and action of her will be infinitely magnified. As the saying goes, "All the women are jealous of my beautiful eyebrows, and they spread rumors that I am good at sex." In the end, the rumors will make her either a saint or a whore.
He thought to himself that since his mother trusted him so much and would open her arms without any defense, allowing him to get close to her and even kiss her, without any wariness towards other men, then when he used his identity as a son to gain this convenience, he must never betray this trust.
Otherwise, the arrow shot into his mother's heart would come from the bowstring that he had pulled with his own hands. Even if he loved her much, he could not change the fact that she was taking advantage of his status.
Ye Hong leaned close to her ear and whispered, "My mother worked hard to raise me. I would never bully a woman for no reason... This time, she provoked me first, and I just fought back."
"So, dear mother, can you forgive me this time?"
Hearing this, Ye Wanqing couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on her beautiful face, which then quickly faded away. She held her son's face with both hands and said in an angry tone: "No matter what, if you encounter such a thing in the future, the best way is to stay alert to the bad guys, try to stay away from them, and then ask an adult to deal with it. How dangerous it is!"
"If something happens to you, what will your mother do..."
Having said that, Ye Wanqing was thinking about more things in her mind. The adults might not be there all the time, and when the time comes, she might not be able to hide even if she really wants to. Should she hire a bodyguard for him to watch over him all the time?
Because of an attempted murder, she was somewhat nervous and frightened.
Ye Hong knew it very well, and when his mother started to preach, that page was turned. He turned his head to look at the towering snow-white figure and suddenly felt like eating ice cream.
At the same time, on the other side, most of the misunderstandings in Ye Wanqing's heart were eliminated. Although she was harsh in her words, she still felt an indescribable satisfaction in her heart.