Actually, I was the one who put that bundle of underwear in Qi Feng’s closet.
Ever since I saw Qi Feng dressed up as his father and invited his mother to dinner yesterday, I’ve had a strong sense of crisis, and I understand why I’ve always favored Qi Feng .
Logically, I’m my mother’s biological son, and we’ve always had a good relationship.
After the “Desire” system appeared, our relationship level reached 79.
However, when my mother sees Qi Feng, the son of a friend she just met, she sometimes sides with him when we argue.
This affectionate attitude is hard for me to understand.
I always thought my mother was doing it to save face for Uncle Qi, and that Qi Feng genuinely knows how to please her, which is why she dotes on him .
It wasn’t until yesterday that I realized how many similarities Qi Feng bore to my father when he was young, subtly influencing her perception of him.
Thinking back to what my mother inexplicably said at the cemetery yesterday, I felt a chill run down my spine.
Qi Feng must have heard a lot about my father’s deeds from Qi Zhen, and given his resemblance to my father, he could constantly remind himself of his connection to him.
Unconsciously, my mother transferred her feelings for my father to him !
So I made up my mind to get Qi Feng out as soon as possible.
I knew Qi Feng was a stocking fetishist; he hid women’s stockings in his room and masturbated with them every day.
Maybe he was interested in Mom’s new lingerie.
I didn’t expect him to actually fall for it.
Before I even gave him a chance, he stole one of Mom’s lingeries.
Actually, I knew all the clothes Mom bought; I found them yesterday when I counted them while tidying up, but I just didn’t say anything .
Yesterday, I planned to find all the stockings he hid after he fell asleep, and then find a way to get my mom to check his room the next day.
Unexpectedly, that kid was probably excited because he’d just stolen my mom’s underwear.
He watched porn for most of the night, which kept me awake.
I finally drifted off to sleep and was woken by my alarm in the morning.
Seeing that I was about to miss my chance, I had to take a gamble.
After he went downstairs first, I used an “invisibility potion” to pass through the wall and get to his room.
But I searched Qi Feng’s room for a long time and couldn’t find where he’d hidden the underwear and stockings.
The bed…
I searched high and low, under the bed, in the closet, and in the drawers, but couldn’t find it.
Finally, I found the underwear and stockings he had hidden in a bag behind his door.
I had to admire his cunning; indeed, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
So I put the underwear and stockings in the corner of Qi Feng’s closet and covered them with a piece of clothing.
When I wanted to leave, my “invisibility potion” had already worn off, and Qi Feng’s door was locked from the outside.
I couldn’t get out, so I had to reluctantly exchange for another bottle of “invisibility potion” before I could escape from his room .
After I went downstairs, I originally wanted to ask my mom to check Qi Feng’s room directly, but I was worried that Qi Feng would sense the danger and refuse, and my mom would be too embarrassed to force him to check his room, which would likely cause my plan to fail.
So I could only try a roundabout way and say that Qi Feng had taken my clothes.
Unexpectedly, Qi Feng insisted on checking my room first, and my mom also noticed that one of her clothes was missing.
Perhaps the incident where my mom caught me masturbating while reading comics left a bad impression on her, so she suspected me first.
Then Qi Feng checked my room first.
Fortunately, since my mom caught me masturbating that time, I had learned my lesson and threw all the messy novels and comics out of the room, otherwise she would have found anything inappropriate and be killed on the spot .
Later, naturally, Mom suspected Qi Feng.
Mom has always been a meticulous and persistent person; once she has a suspicion, she will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly .
Finally, of course, Qi Feng died on the spot.
My mother couldn’t stand deception and betrayal, and she also had a slight case of mysophobia; she would fold my clothes even if they weren’t properly folded, let alone see her underwear defiled like that by Qi Feng .
The thought that Qi Feng would soon be gone filled me with joy.
Although it was a pity about my mother’s underwear, I figured she had just bought it and hadn’t even used it yet, so I felt better .
“Mom, are you alright?
”
I went downstairs and saw that my mother had already dressed and was ready to go out.
She was wearing a pair of black stiletto heels that were five or six centimeters high, which made her voluptuous figure appear even more upright.
Combined with her expressionless face, she exuded a noble and aloof aura .
However , Mom seemed to have calmed down, and the angry, icy demeanor she displayed in Qi Feng’s room upstairs was gone.
“Mom’s alright,” a gentle smile appeared on her usually cold and aloof face.
She sighed and said, “To be honest, Mom feels a little guilty.
Just now, Mom even suspected you, and even searched your bed while I was tidying your clothes.
Because you’re growing up, sometimes Mom can’t help but overthink things…
”
As she spoke, Mom seemed to remember something, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she gave me a somewhat alluring glare before continuing, “Mom didn’t expect it to be Qi Feng!
I’ve already called Aunt Liu; she’ll come over in a bit to help Qi Feng pack up, and he’ll move out this afternoon.
Don’t worry about it; just go to school as usual today.
”
I suppressed my joy and said, “Okay, Mom.
I haven’t been used to Qi Feng moving in.
It’s better for just the two of us!
”
“You!” Mom smiled, gently tapping my forehead with a delicate, white finger.
“I knew you’d never liked Qi Feng, but you’re not allowed to hit people anymore, understand?
Mom will forgive you today.
”
“Okay…okay!” My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly said, “I was just angry, I couldn’t hold back.
He’s so awful, trying to frame me!
”
“Alright!” Mom pinched my cheek and said gently, “Mom isn’t mad at you.
Go to school now, don’t worry about Qi Feng.
”
“Okay, Mom,” I said, slinging my backpack over my shoulder and walking to my mother.
I gently embraced her curvaceous body, feeling the soft, large breasts and her slender, firm waist.
I lightly kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, “Mom, cheer up!
No matter what happens, your son is here with you!
”
After saying that, I opened the door and slipped out in a great mood, leaving my mother behind, her face flushed and poised to hit me …
My mind was racing all day, and I couldn’t concentrate on class.
I kept thinking about whether Qi Feng would pull some dirty trick, or whether Mom would suddenly change her mind and let Qi Feng stay.
Although the chances of that happening were slim, I couldn’t help but worry .
I was finally able to rush home after school when my homeroom teacher came over and said there was something to discuss in a class meeting. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
I was incredibly anxious but there was nothing I could do.
Finally, the meeting ended, and I immediately grabbed my bag and ran home .
“Mom, I’m home!” I ran all the way home, only to find the lights on but the living room downstairs empty and completely silent.
I dropped my backpack and ran upstairs to check Qi Feng’s room.
It was empty; all of Qi Feng’s belongings were gone.
It seemed he had indeed moved out.
I excitedly pumped my fist and headed towards Mom’s room .
“Knock knock”
“Is Mom resting?” I knocked on my mother’s bedroom door and asked .
“Come in, son , ” came the mother’s voice from inside the room.
I opened the door and went in.
I saw my mother, wearing a purple nightgown, half-reclining on the bed, reading a book.
The neckline of the nightgown wasn’t particularly low, but her large breasts were so prominent that they pushed the nightgown high, stretching the neckline taut and revealing a large expanse of smooth, white flesh and a deep cleavage, reflecting an alluring sheen under the light.
My mother’s small feet peeked out from under the nightgown, crossed together.
Her feet were as smooth and white as jade, the soles curved like a crescent moon, her toes delicate and white like ten adorable silkworms curled at the edges of her feet.
The tips of her toenails were painted with light pink nail polish, looking from afar like pink peach blossoms adorning her feet, making her appear both innocent and alluring, an unforgettable sight .
“Xiao Fan, you’re home from school?
Why are you late today?” Mom asked casually as I came in .
“Oh, the homeroom teacher had a meeting after school, which took up a lot of time.
It’s so annoying , ” I complained as I sat down next to my mother on the bed.
“It’s not too late yet.
I’ll have Aunt Liu come over and cook you something in a bit,” Mom said softly, putting down her book .
Looking at my mother’s slightly furrowed brow and somewhat tired face, I asked with concern, “Mom, aren’t you going to eat dinner?
You don’t seem to be in a good mood.
”
“I was thinking about Qi Feng.
While you were out, I had Aunt Liu take him away,” Mom sighed.
“He cried and apologized, but I still made him move out.
Qi Feng has really disappointed me.
He’s usually so likeable; I never imagined he’d be this kind of person.
It’s all my fault; I misjudged him all along.
”
I gently held my mother’s small hand and said softly, “Actually, Mom, there’s no need to worry and be sad about Qi Feng.
They say you can know a person’s face but not their heart.
Now that we’ve seen through him, we should just stay far away from him.
I still stand by what I said: no matter what happens, I will always be by your side and face it together!
”
“Son…” Mom seemed moved by my words.
Her soft, boneless little hand grasped mine, her eyes, like cold stars, fixed on me.
She said affectionately, “Thank you, son.
With you here, Mom isn’t afraid of anything!” With that , Mom put down her book and opened her arms to embrace me.
Held in my mother’s arms, I felt my head resting on an incredibly soft and supple mound of flesh.
Then, a fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted into my nose.
This scent mingled with my mother’s perfume and natural body odor, along with a faint, milky aroma.
The moment I smelled it, I was captivated.
This was the scent I remembered from when my mother held me as a child—so familiar, so alluring !
I lay comfortably on my side in my mother’s arms, subconsciously shifting my head to find a more comfortable position.
This movement caused her beautiful breasts to sway gently, making me feel as if I were resting my head on a very soft, sponge-like surface.
And as I shifted, I also felt as if my cheek was pressing against a slightly hard nub !
Could it be…could these be Mom’s nipples?!
Could it be that Mom isn’t wearing a bra ?!
I realized it in an instant !
The thought of being held against my mother’s chest in a “face wash” position, and her not wearing a bra, sent a rush of blood to my head.
One part surged to my brain, making my face flush and my head spin; the other part rushed down to my penis, causing it to instantly become engorged and swell, pressing against my mother’s plump, fleshy thighs !
As my penis touched my mother’s thigh, I could feel its soft yet firm texture.
Even through her pants and pajamas, I could feel the silky smoothness and warmth of her skin.
This intense tactile stimulation sent waves of pleasure through my body like an electric current, almost making me groan out loud !
“Hmm…son, you…” Mom seemed to sense something was wrong.
Her delicate body trembled, and she gently pushed me away.
Two faint blushes rose on her jade-like face.
Her eyes, like autumn water, glanced at the small tent pitched between my legs, then quickly looked away.
Her face turned even redder, but her voice was soft as she said, “Son…Mom’s tired.
You should go out now.” There was a slight tremor in her calm voice; she must have been unsettled inside .
“Okay…okay, Mom, you get some rest…” I was incredibly embarrassed when I came to my senses, afraid that I had upset my mother.
Hearing her words, I panicked and quickly slipped out of her room .
Back in my room, I was still thinking about what had just happened.
Recalling my mother’s shy and alluring demeanor, I felt a pang of regret.
If I had been braver and pounced on her, would she have accepted me shyly, or would she have angrily kicked me out of the house…
?
I racked my brains for a while but couldn’t come up with a solution.
I looked outside; it was already dark.
My stomach was empty and I was getting hungry.
Mom had said she’d ask Aunt Liu to come over and cook, but I guessed she’d forgotten.
A thought struck me: since Mom wasn’t in a good mood today, why not cook her a meal myself?
She’d probably be happy to see it .
Although I’ve hardly ever cooked since I was a child, I’ve watched a lot of videos from the food bloggers I follow, so my theoretical foundation is quite solid .
Without hesitation, I went downstairs to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found a lot of ingredients inside.
Unfortunately, I didn’t know how to cook most of them.
After rummaging through the fridge for a while, I found a few tomatoes and eggs, thinking to myself, “I can still make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
”
After rinsing it, I put it in the rice cooker, added water, and started cooking .
Looking at the eggs and tomatoes in front of me, I felt a little lost.
I could only recall the steps from a cooking video I’d watched before: first, chop the tomatoes, then crack the eggs into a bowl, add a little salt, and whisk well.
Luckily, Aunt Liu always kept the kitchen spotless and everything neatly arranged, so I didn’t end up frantically searching for the ingredients .
Next, I started cooking.
I turned on the gas stove and heated the pan until it was dry, then began pouring in the oil.
Since I wasn’t sure how much oil to put in and was worried that my mom wouldn’t like it if I put in too much, I only put in a little at first.
After a while, when the oil was hot, I carefully poured the egg mixture into the pan …
With a sizzle, the egg mixture was poured into the pan, and the scalding hot oil instantly splattered everywhere.
Caught off guard, I quickly shielded my face with my hand, and my rolled-up sleeve was splashed quite a bit !
“Ouch, that hurts!
”
I cried out in pain and immediately squatted down on the ground, feeling a burning pain in my arm.
Then I heard a crackling sound from the pot.
Afraid that it would burn, I ignored the pain and hastily rolled up my sleeves, quickly stood up, and grabbed a spatula to stir it .
After a flurry of activity, I saw the scrambled eggs were almost done, so I added the chopped tomatoes.
After a few stirs, the aroma of scrambled eggs with tomatoes slowly filled the air.
I was pleasantly surprised; I hadn’t expected it to turn out so well on the first try!
I couldn’t resist scooping up a little sauce and tasting it.
It tasted quite different from what I usually get—bland and tasteless.
Then I suddenly remembered I hadn’t added salt or seasonings.
I quickly added salt, chicken bouillon, and soy sauce.
When I thought it was almost done, I took it out and tasted it.
I felt it was alright, except that I probably added too much soy sauce; the color was a bit dark, and the appearance wasn’t very appealing .
After waiting a while, the rice was cooked.
I opened the rice cooker and saw that I’d added too much water; it was a little watery.
I quickly scooped out the rice, filled a bowl for myself, ate a few mouthfuls of rice and some vegetables, and thought it was quite delicious.
Happily, I packed the rice and vegetables into a lunchbox and went upstairs to find my mom .
“Mom, come open the door!
Look what I brought you!” I exclaimed excitedly as I knocked on the door .
“Click”
Soon, Mom opened the door.
She paused, surprised to see the lunchbox I was carrying, before saying, “Oh, Mom forgot to call Aunt Liu over to cook.
Did you order takeout?
”
” No , this is food I made for Mom myself.” I walked into the room with a smile, placed the lunchbox on the table, and opened the lid.
“Wow, son, I didn’t know you could cook!” Mom was pleasantly surprised to see the food in the lunchbox.
She sat down at the table, picked up a spoon from the lunchbox, tasted it, and praised with a smile, “Hmm…not bad, delicious!
”
I was overjoyed to hear this and quickly said, “As long as Mom thinks it’s delicious, that’s all that matters.
It was made for you, Mom.
I noticed you hadn’t eaten, so I made some for myself.
”
“My son is so good to me!
Son, have you eaten yet?” My words made my mother smile broadly, her eyes brimming with joy .
“I’ve already eaten!
I tried some as soon as it was made, hehe,” I quickly replied .
“Then Mom won’t be polite!
I’m actually quite hungry.
” Mom smiled sweetly, looking very happy.
As she spoke, she brought the lunchbox to herself and began to eat in small bites.
I must say, my mother ate with great elegance.
She sat upright, holding the lunchbox in her hands, taking a bite of rice and a bite of vegetables, and occasionally glancing at me with a smile in her eyes .
“I’m full!
”
Mom placed the empty lunchbox on the table, patted her still-flat belly with a happy groan, and said gently to me, “Thank you, son, your cooking was delicious!
”
Just as I was about to reply, my mother’s cell phone , which was on the table, suddenly rang.
She glanced at the caller ID, a cold glint flashing across her pretty face, and then hung up the phone.
“Mom, who called?
Why didn’t you answer?” I couldn’t help but ask .
Mom scoffed and said, “It’s your Uncle Qi.
He’s probably here to apologize.
I’m not in the mood for him.
”
As she spoke, Mom beckoned to me and said sweetly, “Son, come sit next to Mom.
Mom has something to tell you.
”
“What’s wrong, Mom?” Seeing my mother call me, I quickly got up and sat down next to her, asking .
Mom gently wiped her bright red lips with a tissue, her eyes glancing at me with a slightly alluring look.
She said softly, “After what happened today, Mom thought a lot.
It’s still you, son, who are so good to me.
You always think of me, comfort me when I’m unhappy, and cook for me when I haven’t eaten.
I’m so happy now, here’s a reward for you!
”
As she spoke, Mom’s delicate red lips pressed together and gently kissed my lips.
Before I could react, Mom blushed and lowered her head, saying sweetly, “Mommy just finished eating and hasn’t brushed her teeth yet, don’t be disgusted with Mommy…
”
I was completely stunned by my mother.
This was the first time she had ever kissed me on the lips since I grew up; she usually kissed me on the cheek.
I never expected her to give me such a sweet kiss this time !