Chapter 74: The Surveillance Test

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: The Surveillance Test

# Chapter 74: The Surveillance Test

The thought of Yao Liang going on a date with my mother and sleeping with her makes me want to explode.

"That’s my mother’s private matter. You have no right to interfere with what kind of man my mother chooses."

My mother ignored my unreasonable nagging and just looked at me coldly. Looking into her eyes, I knew that I was just wasting my time.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I stared blankly at my mother, and after a while I collapsed onto the sofa like a deflated balloon, sinking into it completely. With a sob in my voice, I said, "Then... then Mom, what is the test... what am I?"

"Then Mom will tell you what the test is about."

Looking at me, who was so haggard and on the verge of collapse, she still didn’t show a trace of sympathy or care. She said coldly, "I installed surveillance footage in that hotel room. I can send it to you later so you can see the footage of Mom and Yao Liang on their date."

"That’s what Mom said."

"What!?" I could hardly believe my ears, as if I had heard something out of the blue.

"The hotel Mom booked has surveillance cameras installed in every corner. You can clearly see the whole process of your mom and Yao Liang’s date. You must watch carefully. This is your mom’s test for you, and also your punishment for deceiving your mom."

Seeing my utter astonishment, my mother seemed to have anticipated my reaction and continued, "If after reading all this you still harbor illusions about me, then you’ve passed this test."

"Xiao Bin, this is the price of growing up. If you want to become a real man, you must know that effort and reward are equal. And your dearest mother is someone you absolutely cannot deceive. Do you understand?!"

My mother spoke coldly to me, each word striking my heart and plunging me into a tremendous mental blow.

I looked at my mother with a mixture of shock, anger, helplessness, and heartbreak. She just looked at me calmly and said, "I’ve said everything I needed to say, Xiao Bin. That’s enough."

"Mother..."

I cried out in despair, but she ignored me. She gracefully tossed her long, flowing hair, stood up, picked up her bag, and for a fleeting moment seemed to show a hint of pity. But the expression vanished in an instant, and she turned and walked away without even glancing back at me.

Her high, full breasts swayed lasciviously beneath her shirt, releasing a delicate, fleshy scent. The tight-fitting skirt clung to her round, plump buttocks, her voluptuous peach-shaped hips swaying seductively. Her long, straight, black-stockinged legs moved with the rhythm of her hips as she gracefully stepped out the door. With a loud "bang!", the door slammed shut.

The house instantly became empty and silent.

I lay on the sofa completely unable to move, my mind blank, like a vegetable. I didn’t want to think about anything, and only by keeping my mind blank could I feel a little better.

Another failure! I’ve suffered another blow!

Am I just supposed to slowly accept the reality that my mother and I are so close yet so far apart, and that I may never be able to have her?

A deep sense of powerlessness overwhelmed me, making me extremely discouraged. I had never felt so disheartened since my mother returned to China.

I don’t know how long I lay there in a daze, when suddenly my phone rang. It was the WeChat ringtone, the one I had specially set for my mother’s WeChat account.

When I opened it, my mom had sent me a webpage link with the password: 1623.

I tried it and found that I couldn’t log in on my phone, so I went into my room, turned on my computer, and logged into the webpage my mom gave me. The webpage was called "C, B," and I didn’t know what the abbreviation was.

I went to the webpage and found that there was indeed a password option. Following my mother’s instructions, I entered 1623. Then a new screen popped up in the lower right corner, and the note displayed was 1623.

The camera was in a thumbnail format and couldn’t be seen clearly. I clicked on it, and the camera immediately went full screen, displaying a full 1080P high-definition image.

The moment the camera was turned on, I looked at the screen and saw a luxurious and enormous hotel suite living room. It was beautifully decorated with high-end furniture and chairs, an elegant European-style mural on the wall, a pink and blue feather lamp hanging in the center of the ceiling, and sofas, curtains, and carpets with exquisite fabric textures. Everything exuded a luxurious and sophisticated high-end feel.

Yao Liang was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room. Today he was wearing a handsome white shirt and trousers, and even tied a tie properly. He was indeed very dashing.

He held a glass of champagne in his hand, taking small sips every now and then, his legs trembling nervously, showing his anxiety.

I didn’t see my mother in the room. Has she not come yet?

That’s when I realized I hadn’t turned on the computer’s sound. After turning it on, I could hear the continuous "whooshing" sound of water coming from the surveillance footage.

Is Mom taking a shower?

I looked at the screen again and spotted my mother’s expensive limited-edition Hermès handbag on the sofa. She was indeed already in the room. I felt a suffocating pain in my heart.

I stared helplessly at the screen, wanting to turn off the computer, but my eyes remained fixed on it.

The sound of water soon stopped. Yao Liang kept standing up and looking in one direction, which should be the bathroom. He looked anxious and impatient, and the wine glass he kept putting down and picking up showed his urgency and restlessness.

But a long time passed, so long that Yao Liang and I on the screen were getting restless, when we heard a "click" and the bathroom door opened, and a beautiful figure walked out gracefully.

I almost felt my breathing stop immediately.

I saw that my mother was wearing a very exquisite, low-cut, V-neck, semitransparent pink slip dress that reached up to her plump, white thighs. It was almost completely transparent, and through the thin fabric I could clearly see my mother’s hot figure with her full breasts and curvy hips.

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair cascaded casually over her shoulders. Her off-the-shoulder slip dress had only two small straps that wrapped around my mother’s fair, elegant, swan-like neck from behind, extending all the way to her fragrant shoulders, where they were fastened to the back of her nightgown with an elegant and alluring bow.

Her smooth, delicate shoulders and back revealed large expanses of snow-white skin.

Below her beautiful neck, the delicate lace neckline was very low, revealing two large, white, and alluring breasts, forming a deep cleavage. Through the pink gauze, one could clearly see the same pink lace bra worn by my mother under her pajamas. The bright red nipples on her full breasts were only half-covered by the half-cup bra, revealing the areolas that stood proudly outward. The pink nipples were clearly visible under the semitransparent bra, two erotic protrusions on the fabric, like sweet little cherries, making one want to put them in one’s mouth and bite them hard.

The entire spaghetti-strap nightgown was stretched high by Mom’s full breasts, which swayed alluringly with her breathing. It seemed that if the material of the nightgown were any thinner, Mom’s towering breasts would burst out of the fabric.

Her flat stomach was free of any excess fat, and the pajamas had a lace corset at the waist that hugged her slender waist.

The nightgown on her lower body was extremely short and looked very tight. Her round and perky buttocks were stretched taut under the nightgown, and the two plump buttocks formed an alluring peach shape beneath the body-hugging skirt. The nightgown was full of wrinkles because of her plump buttocks, like a water-filled balloon, and the tight and full feeling of being swollen to the extreme made people want to reach up and slap it hard.

Through the light, one could vaguely see that she was wearing a narrow pink lace panty. The pink lace panty was so small that it was almost like a thong under the pressure of my mother’s proud legs and hips. The full and plump private parts were covered by hot and transparent lace fabric. The fabric at the cleft of her buttocks was sunken into the fullness of her buttocks, and one could vaguely see the tempting black pubic hair.

Beneath her nightgown, my mother wore a pair of flesh-colored lace stockings on her flawless, full legs. The stockings were made of a material that looked as thin as a cicada’s wing, with a few alluring, smooth glints. There wasn’t a single wrinkle from her beautiful feet to her thighs; every part was pulled very tight. The flesh-colored garter straps and the intricate lace pattern hugged her plump thighs, peeking out from under the nightgown. The stockings didn’t completely cover her thighs, only extending a few centimeters below the nightgown. A small section of her full, white thigh could be clearly seen between the short skirt and the lace stockings, practically glowing white against the lace and the short skirt. The flesh-colored straps hooked onto the lace stockings, connecting them to the short skirt.

A pair of 10-centimeter milky-white high heels were placed on my mother’s beautiful silk-stockinged feet, revealing her fair toes painted with scarlet nail polish. The slender heels made my mother’s two fleshy legs stand straight, making her full body appear even taller.

My mother’s skin was already very fair and delicate, and this sexy lingerie nightgown accentuated her alluring curves perfectly. A closer look revealed that her slightly upturned, full lips seemed to be adorned with a tempting red lip gloss, and her beautiful face was adorned with delicate makeup. Long, dark eyelashes and soft pink eyeshadow made her large, watery eyes even more alluring and captivating, her expression brimming with an irresistible, seductive charm. A few strands of her soft, flowing hair cascaded down her cheeks, and two long crystal earrings adorned her pink ears. A delicate gold heart-shaped necklace hung around her fair neck, adding to her mature womanly languor and coquettishness. I could almost smell the intoxicating fragrance emanating from the screen—a light perfume from my mother and the natural scent of a beautiful woman after a bath. All of this created a scene brimming with sensual allure.

In the video, my mother gives Yao Liang a captivating smile, swaying her alluring body as she walks toward him. Her eyes are seductive as she gazes at him, slightly turning her body to the side, bowing her head, and thrusting out her chest and buttocks, displaying her perfect curves beautifully before him. She exudes mature womanly allure, and says with a charming smile:

"Xiao Liang, do I look beautiful like this?"

"Beautiful... Beautiful... Aunt Gu, you are so beautiful!!"

Yao Liang stared at my stunningly beautiful mother in surprise and delight. His mouth was dry, and he swallowed hard, licking his lips. He said excitedly, staring at my incredibly sexy and alluring mother, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Her sexy outfit accentuated her mature figure, making her extremely seductive. She was sexy without a trace of vulgarity or cheapness. The lingerie was as thin as a cicada’s wing, and you could clearly see everything underneath. It was so transparent that it was almost indistinguishable from being naked. This hazy and indistinct appearance only added to the allure and imagination. My mother looked like a seductive and beautiful vixen, exceptionally alluring and captivating.

I was both amazed and heartbroken. My mother was so beautiful and sexy. It was obvious that she had taken great care in her appearance, making every part of her body look beautiful. She was incomparably beautiful.

I simply couldn’t believe that the alluring and sexy mature woman in front of me was the same kind and lovely goddess mother I knew, appearing in front of her son’s best classmate in such a sexy, charming, and extremely alluring outfit.

My mother giggled in the video. She seemed to glance at the monitor. Through the screen, my mother and I made eye contact. She probably knew that I was watching her intently on the monitor. She did it on purpose so that I would see it.

She swayed her long, sexy legs in stockings as she walked to Yao Liang’s side. Her shapely, long legs were smooth and glossy. She slightly twisted her slender waist, and the areolas of her lace bra, which was wrapped around her chest like flowers, were almost clearly visible. At this moment, wearing high heels, she was almost as tall as the tall Yao Liang. Her full and hot body was right in front of Yao Liang, full of a mature woman’s allure.

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