Suddenly, a phone rang at an inopportune moment.
Su Chen sighed, finally releasing Luo Shuang and pulling out his phone to answer the call.
Luo Shuang exhaled deeply, unsure whether she felt relieved or slightly disappointed. She knew the call was important and kept her eyes fixed on the young man.
To her surprise, the masked youth made no attempt to hide the conversation from her. He answered the phone right beside her, even changing his voice. His first words left Luo Shuang stunned: "Hello Big bro Yuanhao? It's all clear now. I've rescued Aunt, and she's right here with me..." As he spoke, he winked mischievously at Luo Shuang.
Luo Shuang's head swam. This... this... isn't that my nephew's voice? And those eyes—they're definitely his! Ignoring the phone call, she lunged forward and ripped off his Sun Wukong mask. Su Chen grinned at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
His true face was now fully revealed: under the light, his features were striking. His handsome, youthful face was framed by dark hair with bangs that partially obscured his forehead. His slightly lazy gaze added a mature, masculine edge to his youthful appearance.
"You little brat! You little rascal! You little scoundrel! Su Chen, you dare tease your aunt!" Luo Shuang's eyebrows shot up in anger as she gritted her teeth and grabbed Su Chen by his left ear.
"Aunt, Aunt, dear Aunt, spare me! Spare me!" Su Chen feigned unbearable pain while pointing to his phone beside his right ear. "What? Mom contacted Aunt Ning, and Aunt Ning got Chen Xueru to order Chen Liwu to release Uncle immediately? Aunt Ning told me to protect Aunt and take her straight to the airport? Got it! See you at the airport!"
"What? Your uncle's safe?" Hearing this news, Luo Shuang immediately forgot about twisting the ear.
"He's safe! Completely unharmed! Aunt Ning personally called Chen Xueru and pressured her, and Chen Liwu obediently released him! Aunt, you should have told us sooner! Who in Pallet City would dare disrespect Aunt Ning's authority?!"
Thinking of his Aunt Luo Ning and then his mother, Luo Xue, Su Chen sighed inwardly. Back then, the fiercely independent Luo Xue had defied her family's objections and divorced Ye Yaoyang, raising her three children alone. She had willingly become an ordinary person, yet she still found joy and laughter in her humble life.
Fortunately, the sisters remained close, especially the powerful Luo Ning, who had always looked after their family.
"I was afraid of causing trouble for your aunt," Luo Shuang said, still shaken by the ordeal. "Who knew Chen Liwu would be so ruthless!"
She shuddered at the memory, realizing the situation wasn't as simple as Su Chen had made it seem. Her elder sister, Luo Ning, must have laid out the stakes clearly when she called Chen Xueru, delivering an ultimatum.
Chen Xueru would have weighed the pros and cons carefully, knowing she couldn't afford to offend Luo Ning, let alone completely sever ties. After all, Li Yuanhao, Luo Ning's subordinate, now commanded Pallet City's Special Marine Corps, holding a position even higher than the police chief. Chen Xueru was merely his subordinate.
"Su Chen, when did you become so skilled in martial arts?" Luo Shuang asked, still marveling at his abilities. "You nearly scared me to death!"
She had only known her nephew as a frail child who later took up martial arts—nothing more than practicing martial arts, throwing punches and kicks to stay fit. She never imagined he could have developed such formidable skills.
In truth, Su Chen himself was surprised. He had practiced martial arts since childhood, training under his master in both martial arts and cultivation. With his Spirit Art now at a nascent stage, he should have been more than capable of handling the Killer brothers.
Otherwise, even with Luo Ning's persuasion, his mother, Luo Xue, with her maternal instincts, would never have allowed him to come alone to rescue his aunt. Yet the palm strike he had unleashed earlier had startled even him. He had intended only to knock the Killer brothers down, leaving them severely injured.
Instead, he felt a sudden surge of power, resulting in an explosive force akin to a bomb. Could the Jade Pendant truly possess such extraordinary properties?
"Aunt, let's go now! We need to get to the airport and meet Uncle!" Su Chen grabbed his motorcycle helmet, ready to head downstairs.
"Little Rascal!" Luo Shuang wrapped her arms around her nephew's neck, her eyes locking onto his. She spoke each word with deliberate menace, "Some things tonight are best kept buried deep inside. Otherwise, if your mother finds out you were teasing your aunt like this... hmph!"
Su Chen immediately understood Luo Shuang was referring to her assault by the Killer Brothers. Even in the darkness, his eyes had clearly seen her pussy lips beneath that little panties. These scenes, of course, would remain locked in his memory alone.
"Tonight? What's happening tonight?" Su Chen feigned ignorance, then grinned mischievously, putting on a pitiful act. "It's all because I love my aunt so much!"
"Chen," Luo Shuang said, her expression shifting to one of alluring tenderness. "The fact that you risked your life to save me tonight has deeply moved me. I'll never forget your life-saving act, nor your deep affection for me!" She gazed at her nephew with tender affection, her crimson lips drawing closer.
As his aunt's face and lips drew nearer, Su Chen's heart pounded like a deer caught in a truck light. He closed his eyes, both excited and nervous, his lips growing dry. He felt a warmth on his earlobe as Luo Shuang gently nibbled it, her tongue flicking lightly. Su Chen's blood instantly surged, and he wrapped his arms around his aunt's voluptuous, sensual figure.
"Ahh!" Luo Shuang suddenly bit his earlobe lightly, snapping Su Chen back to reality with a sharp sting.
"Little rascal, you're pushing your luck! Alright, it's time to go. Your uncle is waiting for us at the airport!" Luo Shuang giggled, wriggling free from her nephew's embrace. With a graceful sway of her hips, she glided ahead.
Su Chen shook his head with a wry smile, watching his aunt—sometimes elegant, sometimes seductive, sometimes aloof, sometimes fiery—shift between these personas.
The night air was cool as the motorcycle sped through the darkness. Luo Shuang's hands wrapped tightly around her nephew's waist from behind, her fingers roaming over his chest and abs. Her lips whispered against his ear, her breath warm and fragrant like orchids: "You've been quite secretive with your aunt tonight, you little rascal. Have you gotten a girlfriend recently? You didn't even tell me? Your mother doesn't know either, does she? Is she pretty?"
"Aunt... I don't have a girlfriend!" Su Chen's body flushed hot. Luo Shuang was practically pressed against him, her full, firm breasts pressed tightly against his back—soft, round, and incredibly elastic. He could even feel the tips of her nipples through his T-shirt, and his lips felt dry again.
"You little liar! You're really not dating any female classmates?" Luo Shuang didn't quite believe him. With his handsome looks and cheerful demeanor, which girl wouldn't fall for him? Her slender fingers caressed his toned abs through his T-shirt, and she murmured softly, "You're really not hiding anything from your aunt?"
"Of course not, Aunt! What are you thinking?" Su Chen said, blushing. Yet, as images of several girls' faces flashed through his mind, he couldn't deny that he had indeed kept a certain distance from his female classmates—at least for now.
Luo Shuang, ever perceptive, sensed her nephew's embarrassment and nervousness. Realizing Su Chen was still a virgin, having neither a girlfriend nor having tasted forbidden fruit, she secretly sighed in relief, then inwardly cursed herself: What's wrong with me? Why do I care so much about Su Chen's first time?
She fell silent, inhaling the increasingly potent masculine scent emanating from her nephew, which made her heart race and her mind reel. Clinging tightly to his waist, she pressed her flushed cheek against his back, savoring this hard-won moment of peace. She knew her nipples were already swollen and erect from rubbing against his back, while the hidden depths between her thighs were drenched.
The journey to the airport passed without incident. Su Chen spotted Li Yuanhao standing guard over their with his uncle in the distance, with several subordinates likely positioned nearby for security. Yuanhao was the personal bodyguard of his aunt Luo Ning, and the Special Marine Corps he led was an elite unit of the Pallet City Police Department.
"Aunt, Uncle is over there!" Su Chen whispered, reminding Luo Shuang, whose hand still rested on his chest, her full breasts pressed tightly against his back.
"Chen," Luo Shuang murmured, her gaze naturally drawn to her husband, Lu Wenxiong. Seeing him safe and unharmed brought her relief, but she showed little outward emotion. Instead, she gently nibbled her nephew's earlobe and whispered, "Summer vacation is almost here. Come visit Aunt in America, okay? Don't forget, you little rascal!"
As she spoke, her hand slid down from his chest, seemingly accidentally brushing against his groin. The casual touch of her fingers against his fully erect cock sent a jolt through Su Chen's body, nearly causing him to lose control.
Luo Shuang, however, could no longer restrain herself. The moment her hand grazed her nephew's thick, hard cock, the tender flesh of her hidden depths felt like it had been struck by lightning. A surge of pussy juices gushed forth, soaking not only her panties but also the crotch of her stockings. Only then did she dismount the motorcycle and slowly approach her husband, Lu Wenxiong. Su Chen couldn't help but notice the peculiar way his aunt was walking.
Su Chen took a deep breath to calm himself and exchanged a few words with his uncle, Lu Wenxiong, and Yuanhao. Finally, he retrieved the Jade Pendant from his pocket and returned it to his aunt and uncle.
Luo Shuang didn't seem to mind, her eyes still stealing secret, affectionate glances at her nephew. Lu Wenxiong, however, was visibly delighted. He solemnly hold the jade pendant's, then carefully tucked it into his inner pocket.
The moment his Uncle hold the pendant, Su Chen noticed the jade pendant remained crystal clear and emerald-green, but its peculiar glow had vanished...
Watching Aunt and Uncle board the plane and take off, Su Chen and Yuanhao finally felt completely at ease.
Returning home, Su Chen found the house pitch-black. His mother and the others must already be sound asleep. It was Saturday, and after dealing with all the day's events and staying up so late, he was genuinely exhausted.
He ate a quick meal, took a shower, and collapsed into bed. But after only a brief nap, he woke up and found himself unable to fall back asleep.
He couldn't pinpoint when it had started, but he realized he'd become increasingly sentimental. His teenage infatuation with his aunt Luo Shuang, the alluring glimpse of her beauty tonight, and her continued, deliberate teasing—her suggestive words and veiled hints—had his heart soaring with the plane toward America.
A soft click broke the silence as the unlocked door creaked open.
Su Chen's eyelids twitched, but he kept his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.
A familiar fragrance wafted toward him.
"This child must be exhausted today! Thank goodness nothing dangerous happened. I won't let him do such risky things again. I can't bear the thought of losing him."
Luo Xue sat on the edge of the bed, her slender hand gently caressing his cheek.
As a mother, she sometimes spoiled him too much and other times indulged him too freely. Throughout the year, she rarely found time to supervise or guide her son. Fortunately, her classmate Qi Xuemei and her cousin Shi Yanqiu both taught at Pallet 1st High School.
Though they were Senior High Third Grade teachers, it was easy for them to inquire about Senior High Second Grade students' grades. Luo Xue could always check her son's academic performance and, reassured by his stable mindset, felt at ease.
As the director of obstetrics and gynecology at the hospital, Luo Xue often had to work night shifts, returning home late due to emergencies. Recently, with the influx of interns, she finally had some breathing room and no longer needed to work overtime as frequently.
She worried deeply that her son might fall into bad company.
"Sweet dreams," Luo Xue murmured, rising to her feet. She leaned down and gently kissed his forehead.
In a second-floor villa in Pallet City's West City Community, Luo Xue, having changed into her pajamas held her phone with a worried expression. She muttered to herself, "That child promised to be home by Saturday, but it's so late and she still hasn't returned. And she's not answering my calls!"
Fresh from her bath, she exuded a languid, womanly charm. Her still-damp long hair cascaded down her back, and a faint blush lingered on her face.
"Hmph!"
Growing impatient, Luo Xue stood up and walked to the balcony. She suddenly reached behind her, gathering her lustrous hair into an elegant updo.
Her smooth, long hair was styled into a dignified, beautiful bun, revealing her nape. The full, round breasts straining against her nightgown swayed gently with each step.
Even concealed beneath the nightgown, her perfect figure couldn't hide its alluring curves. Her shoulders framed a pair of graceful arms that moved rhythmically, while her waist swayed with every step.
Her firm, full hips curved in an almost perfect arc, their elasticity evident at a glance.
But it was her face that truly captivated. Her radiant beauty defied description: bright, expressive eyes framed by delicate brows, smooth bright cheeks without any blemish and a small nose.
Even as a mature and stunning woman, she exuded an irresistible allure. Nearly every man who laid eyes on her was captivated by her myriad charms, his senses overwhelmed.
To possess a woman of such unparalleled beauty—that must be every man's dream, right?
Yet Luo Xue's every gesture carried a subtle air of authority, a quiet power that commanded respect without needing to be asserted. It was a presence that kept others at a respectful distance.
Though she was no longer young, she never resorted to heavy makeup like some women her age. Nor did she go barefaced. Unlike many mature women who spent more time at their vanity than in the kitchen, she like to wore only a light, understated layer of cosmetics.