Chapter 262: Separated by Clothing (4)

Su Mengyan looked at her son’s nervous appearance and could not help laughing "pfft." She said, "Silly boy. Not to mention you’re still young. Even if you grow a few more years, you’re still Mom’s son. Mom coaxing you to sleep is a perfectly justified thing, isn’t it?"

"Fine." Wang Yue nodded. "But I have to take a bath first."

"Take a bath?" Su Mengyan could not help being stunned. With his cultivation, did he still need to take a bath?

"Yes. These days I’ve been swimming in the river water every day. I’ve gotten used to it. If I don’t wash for a day it feels like something is missing." Wang Yue said solemnly.

"Alright. Then you go." Su Mengyan smiled. She was only curious why her son wanted to take a bath and did not intend to oppose.

Wang Yue stood up and walked into the bathroom Mom had never used. Here maids cleaned every day. It was very clean.

Wang Yue of course was not truly wanting to take a bath. He was looking for an excuse to change out of the special underwear on his body. After all, wearing this thing his cock would be bound. If he did not take it off he could not do anything.

But even if it was for show, he had to do the full set. So he filled a tub of hot water, went in and soaked beautifully for a few minutes, then dressed neatly and returned to the bedroom.

"Why did you put all your clothes on again?" Su Mengyan looked at her neatly dressed son and could not help asking.

Wang Yue said with a red face, "I didn’t bring pajamas."

Su Mengyan smiled. "Then just sleep in your underwear. What’s there to be shy about in front of Mom?"

"Oh." Wang Yue agreed, climbed onto the bed, first got under the covers with his clothes on, and only then took off his clothes and pants inside.

Looking at her son’s shy appearance, Su Mengyan felt he was as cute as when he was small. The maternal love that was already full in her heart overflowed even more. Sitting beside Wang Yue’s head, she reached out and lightly stroked the top of his head, saying softly, "Hurry and sleep."

The texture of Su Mengyan’s skirt was very thin. Sitting down like this, her perfect butt shape was instantly displayed before Wang Yue’s eyes. Big, round, and perky, the degree of sexiness shot straight to the sky. It made Wang Yue’s cock instantly swell up and directly drill out from the edge of his underwear.

Fortunately his entire body was under the covers and he was lying on his side. Su Mengyan did not notice anything wrong.

Under Mom’s comforting, Wang Yue closed his eyes. Before long his breathing became even, as if he had already fallen asleep.

Su Mengyan looked at the handsome face her children had inherited from her. Her gaze grew more and more gentle.

Ever since that incident back then, her heart had closed itself off. Only her mother, eldest sister, and little sister could enter a little. Her life had also become extremely plain, as if she were a living dead person.

Even back then using artificial means to conceive Wang Yue and Wang Xin’er was only to complete the task of reproduction.

But with the birth of her children, her heart completely changed. Thick maternal love instantly broke through the emotional shackles she had deliberately created for herself. The emotions repressed for many years were all poured onto her son and daughter.

It could be said that Wang Yue and Wang Xin’er, the brother and sister, were now Su Mengyan’s everything. Although she was not good at expressing it, that love as vast as the ocean was like a silent volcano, all gathered in her heart.

And at this moment, the volcano seemed to have already begun erupting, and once it started it could not be stopped.

Suddenly, Wang Yue in "sleep" suddenly furrowed his brows. The expression on his face also became fearful. Even his body trembled slightly.

Su Mengyan knew that her son had probably had a bad dream again. Pity immediately filled her heart. She immediately picked up his head, placed it into her embrace, and reached out to gently pat his back.

The fake-sleeping Wang Yue felt Mom’s thick love for him. His heart suddenly wavered a little: Mom was so good to him, yet he was scheming to obtain her body. Was this too much?

But he immediately remembered Little Aunt’s words. Mom had already been lonely and bitter for so many years. She had not even tasted the flavor of being a woman. Only by letting her enjoy the greatest pleasure of being a woman was the best way to be filial.

Wang Yue, who had instantly convinced himself, immediately stopped thinking wildly and peacefully enjoyed Mom’s gentleness.

At this moment he was held in Mom’s embrace. His entire head was pressed between her pair of full and perky big breasts. That soft yet elastic touch made the fire in his heart extremely hot.

And at this moment Su Mengyan’s heart was also very unpeaceful. Because her son’s head was tilted in her embrace, the hot air exhaled from his nose passed through the clothes and happened to blow on the nipple on her left side. That numbing itch sensation actually made her nipple quickly stand up.

This feeling she had never had before made Su Mengyan very comfortable, but in her heart she was quite panicked: How could she have this kind of feeling toward her own biological son?

Su Mengyan’s personality being indifferent was true, but that did not mean she understood nothing. On the contrary, she who had read widely to pass the time had common knowledge that was not much worse than Golden Mountain’s number one talented woman Huang Yuexiang.

Especially after the three great families’ incident, in order to let her children grow up healthily, these three years she had also read quite a few books on sex education.

So although she had never experienced matters between man and woman, in this aspect she still understood quite well. She naturally also understood what her reaction was about.

Seeing that her son had already recovered his balance, the panicked Su Mengyan immediately put him down, intending to cultivate her internal energy a bit to eliminate the restlessness produced by her body.

But not even a short while later, Wang Yue actually trembled all over again, as if he simply could not escape that nightmare.