After a period of time.
With a soft "click," Lin Zhe closed the switch cover again.
"alright."
Lin Zhe jumped off the chair and reached out to press the switch.
Instantly, the entire bedroom was bathed in bright, soft light.
The darkness receded.
Lin Zhe turned his head, and his gaze inadvertently fell on the dressing table again.
This time, in the bright light, he could see it clearly.
Next to the A4 sheet of paper, which was being held down by the crystal lamp, was an expensive fountain pen.
?
A flicker of curiosity crossed Lin Zhe's mind.
I don't recall ever seeing my mother write.
So Lin Zhe casually asked while tidying up his tools:
"Mom, it's so late, are you still writing?"
Unexpectedly, these words struck Wang Xiulan like a thunderclap.
Her originally rosy cheeks suddenly turned pale, and a look of fear flashed in her eyes.
That was a divorce agreement that she had just handwritten halfway through!
I've heard that handwritten notes are more persuasive in court.
Wang Xiulan never expected that her son would notice her under such circumstances!
If my son finds out what it is and accidentally tells others, making that despicable couple wary or cautious, wouldn't my son and I suffer in silence?
no!
Almost instinctively, Wang Xiulan quickly walked to the dressing table, shielding the paper with her body, and forced an extremely unnatural smile.
"N-No, no!"
"Mom...Mom just had a little trouble sleeping, so I just practiced my calligraphy."
"Practicing calligraphy?"
Lin Zhe put the tools back in the box, his curiosity growing stronger, and with a teasing smile, he walked towards his mother:
"Mom, aren't you afraid of getting more wrinkles from practicing calligraphy so late at night?"
"No way..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan instinctively raised her hand and touched the corner of her eye.
Seeing his mother's evasive manner, Lin Zhe's curiosity grew even stronger; he really wanted to see how well his mother wrote.
So he strode over.
Instantly, her son's masculine aura enveloped Wang Xiulan like a large net.
She panicked and took a step back.
However, behind her was the cold edge of a dressing table.
Seeing that his mother was about to lose her balance and fall backward, Lin Zhe reacted quickly, stretching out his long arm and catching her incredibly soft waist with lightning speed.
With his other hand, he precisely grasped her delicate hand, which was lingering at the corner of her eye, looking bewildered and panicked.
Their bodies instantly pressed tightly together.
"Xiao Zhe, what...what are you doing!"
Wang Xiulan trembled slightly at the sight of her son's large hand wrapped around her waist.
At this moment, Lin Zhe was also a little lost in thought.
The original plan was to fix the light and then leave.
After all, he had already made love to his wife several times tonight.
It is said that there is no land that is over-cultivated, only oxen that are worked to death.
Su Yu could still go to find Lin Jianguo in high spirits, but Lin Zhe did not have such strong evil intentions.
However, seeing his mother's frightened, womanly demeanor, Lin Zhe's second brother immediately sounded the alarm.
In the next instant, Lin Zhe lowered his head and gazed at his mother in his arms.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, inhaling the unique mature fragrance of his mother's body into his lungs.
Suddenly, I felt even more unable to control myself.
"Mom, you are so beautiful."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan felt as if her cheeks had been set on fire, and a delicate blush rose to her face.
A strange feeling welled up inside her, causing her to lower her eyelids in a panic, unable to meet her son's gaze.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Mom is over forty years old, what's there to be beautiful about?"
Lin Zhe shook his head, and tightened his grip on her wrist slightly.
"No, in my heart, Mom looks to be no more than thirty-something."
No woman can resist such praise from a man, especially someone Wang Xiulan's age.
In an instant, Wang Xiulan's heart felt as if it had been gently scratched by a feather, both itchy and numb.
She slightly raised her head, her captivating phoenix eyes shimmering with tears, and asked with a hint of uncertainty:
"...really?"
"really."
Lin Zhe nodded heavily.
They moved even closer, their hot breaths spraying onto Wang Xiulan's well-maintained face.
For a moment, she felt her legs go weak and she could hardly stand up. She involuntarily leaned on her son's strong arms.
"Mom," Lin Zhe said again.
"Um?"
Wang Xiulan snapped out of her daze and responded with a dazed look, wondering why her son had suddenly called her again.
Lin Zhe could no longer contain himself.
Following his mother's slightly parted red lips, which shone with an alluring glow, he slowly moved closer.
Her son's face grew larger and larger in Wang Xiulan's pupils.
Up close, one can clearly see the tiny pores on Lin Zhe's high, straight nose;
The Adam's apple bobbing up and down due to emotional arousal;
You could even see the faint layer of youthful down on his face.
In that instant, Wang Xiulan felt as if she were drunk, the whole world was spinning, her mind was blank, and all that remained was her son's handsome face getting closer and closer.
However, just a second before their lips were about to touch, the string of reason was finally plucked.
This is home!
Husband, daughter, and daughter-in-law are all in this house!
Wang Xiulan suddenly woke up and, with all her might, pushed her son away.
"Lin Zhe, what are you doing!"
Lin Zhe, who was pushed away, showed no embarrassment whatsoever; instead, he wore an extremely innocent expression.
"Nothing. Mom, I just saw a hair on your face and wanted to blow it off for you."
Wang Xiulan was stunned and believed it to be true.
"where?"
As she spoke, she actually raised her hand and haphazardly touched her burning face.
Seeing his mother's charming and innocent demeanor, Lin Zhe felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. His already throbbing penis could no longer be restrained, and with a "whoosh," it pitched an enormous tent under his robe.
"mom!"
Lin Zhe let out a low roar, took another step forward, and with his arms outstretched, he pulled Wang Xiulan, who hadn't even had time to react, into his embrace like an eagle catching a chick!
To avoid hurting her, Lin Zhe used his own body as a cushion, slowly and irresistibly pushing her down onto the soft bed beside him.
"Ah!" Wang Xiulan exclaimed in surprise.
She wanted to resist, but her chick-like strength seemed so insignificant in front of Lin Zhe.
I could only watch helplessly as the ceiling spun in my field of vision, and then I sank into the soft bedding.
The next second, her son's burning hot body covered her.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhe kissed her.
Wang Xiulan kept her mouth tightly shut and desperately twisted her head to refuse her son's advances.
In an instant, Lin Zhe's tongue encountered fierce resistance from the other party.
But he was not discouraged at all; instead, he was extremely patient.
He first repeatedly sucked and nibbled at his mother's soft, full lips, and then used the tip of his tongue to lick her pearly white teeth, which were as neat as white jade, over and over again.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiulan managed to hold her tongue despite such an offensive, which gave Lin Zhe another idea.
His right hand left his mother's plump waist, like a predatory worm, slowly moving upwards, and through the slippery silk nightgown, precisely grasped the full breasts that he had longed for but failed to obtain the previous night!
Wang Xiulan does not have the habit of sleeping with a bra on.
When her son's hot, large hand covered her left full breast, along with the already sensitive and erect nipple, in one go, Wang Xiulan's body trembled violently as if struck by an electric current!
Her mind went blank, and she involuntarily let out a short gasp.
"Waaah!"
Immediately, Lin Zhe felt his mother's jaw loosen, and he seized this fleeting opportunity. His tongue, like a slippery fish, immediately probed into Wang Xiulan's moist mouth, stirring and entwining wantonly.
"Ugh...!"
Wang Xiulan couldn't dodge in time, and her tender little tongue was caught by her son. She made a reluctant "mmm" sound, and she was even more furious inside:
"This brat, he really treats his mother like his own woman!"
"I'll teach you a lesson!"
Thinking of this, Wang Xiulan suddenly closed her teeth and bit down hard on her son's tongue!
"hiss!"
Lin Zhe winced in pain, and a faint taste of blood immediately filled their intertwined mouths.
Taking advantage of her son's momentary stagger as he recoiled in pain, Wang Xiulan regained her strength and shoved him away. Then, she sat up, raised her hand, and with boundless shame and anger, slapped Lin Zhe hard across the face.
"Smack!"
A crisp slap echoed loudly in the quiet bedroom.
"Lin Zhe!"
Wang Xiulan's chest heaved violently, her eyes instantly reddening, her whole body trembling with anger at her son's behavior.
"Are you... are you insane?! Do you want to rape your mother?!"
"How could I have given birth to such a bastard like you!"
In Lin Zhe's memory, his mother rarely laid a hand on him from childhood to adulthood.
The slap seemed to wake him up; he covered his rapidly swollen cheek, his eyes filled with regret and pain.
"I'm sorry, Mom... I'm sorry... I... I just... you were so beautiful just now, I couldn't control myself... I'm sorry..."
At that moment, seeing the five clear finger marks that quickly appeared on her son's handsome face, and his pitiful appearance of genuine remorse, Wang Xiulan's heart softened, and the raging anger she had just felt vanished without a trace.
Instead, there was endless heartache.
Then, she waved to Lin Zhe and said:
"...Come here, let Mom take a look."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhe, like a child who had done something wrong, obediently leaned his head closer.
Wang Xiulan stretched out her slightly trembling hand and gently stroked her son's burning cheek. The heat from her fingertips seemed to burn her heart as well.
It is said that a mother and child are connected at heart, and at this moment, her heart was filled with tenderness.
"They're all red... Wait, I... I'll go get some ice to put on them for you."
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to get out of bed, Lin Zhe grabbed her wrist.
Wang Xiulan tried to pull her son's hand away, but found it was like an iron clamp that she couldn't pull out at all.
"Lin Zhe!"
For a moment, Wang Xiulan's face showed no good expression.
"You've forgotten the pain once the wound has healed, haven't you!"
Lin Zhe, contrary to his usual behavior, showed no fear. Instead, he pouted and pleaded in an almost coquettish tone:
"Mom...please just this once...just this once...look, it's so late, my sister and others are probably all fast asleep..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan's eyes narrowed, and she subconsciously glanced at the wall clock, whose hands were already pointing to one o'clock in the morning.
Seeing this, and seemingly persuaded by Lin Zhe, Wang Xiulan's eyes showed intense struggle.
But soon, she shook her head:
"No! You have to go to work tomorrow!"
Lin Zhe chuckled, a hint of roguishness in his smile.
"It's okay, Mom, I'll finish soon."
Very soon?
Upon hearing those three words, Wang Xiulan was instantly overwhelmed by the terrifying memory of being pinned down by her son the previous night, repeatedly thrust into and tormented for hours, resulting in four orgasms and her near-fainting.
That unrestrained sex left her feeling weak in the legs all day, and her groin was slightly sore.
If it weren't for her desperate pretense and barely holding on, she would've revealed many flaws to others.
Now, this culprit actually dares to mention "soon" to me?
An unnamed anger suddenly flared up from the bottom of Wang Xiulan's heart.
The next instant, she reached out and, as if with practiced ease, grabbed Lin Zhe's ear and twisted it hard!
"Ouch!"
Lin Zhe cried out in pain, letting out a suppressed scream.
"Mom! Mom! Be gentle! My ear's going to fall off!"
"You still feel pain?!"
Wang Xiulan was furious and increased the pressure on her hand by three points.
"You little bastard! Trying to fool your mother again, are you?! Do you think I'm stupid?!"
Although he wasn't often beaten as a child, this ear-twisting trick was a skill his mother would inevitably use whenever he misbehaved or acted out.
After a short while, seeing her son wincing in pain, Wang Xiulan finally softened, just like every time, and let go of his hand.
"I'm teaching you a lesson! Now get back to sleep!"
Wang Xiulan shook her aching fingers and said irritably.
Lin Zhe rubbed his burning ears, but his mind was racing with calculations.
Tonight, he's been slapped and had his ear twisted, while his beautiful wife is currently in his father's study, making love to him.
If I were to slink back to my empty bed like this, how could I possibly sleep through the long night?
With that in mind, Lin Zhe steeled himself and continued to act like a rogue.
He suddenly slumped down onto Wang Xiulan's large bed, which exuded a faint, sweet fragrance, closed his eyes, and mumbled:
"I'm not leaving, Mom. I'll sleep here with you tonight."
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