Just when Rong Yan heavily gasped for breath, the young girl suddenly leaned on Rong Yan's body, making him startled. This time, Rong Yan finally saw the young girl's appearance clearly, familiar yet unfamiliar, in a trance, he finally realized that the young girl was his mother who he hasn't seen in 7 years.
The time drifted like a quicksand, the more he tried to grab it, the more it leaves him! Rong Yan once again pondered over the perplexing 7 years old question in his heart…"Why doesn't mother want to see me?"
Rong Yan wasn't a fool that he would believe his mother's reason for not meeting him for 7 years. The doctors he sent was refused by his mother, and she kept insisting on using common medicines…
There were several times he wanted to just rush inside and question her, but all of his attempts were all met with mother's stern scoldings and strange words. What 'this is all for your own good', 'it could start a rumor'…, she always said a half part then she would suddenly cried, making him not dare to force an answer from her anymore.
Afterwards, it was because of business' matters that he went out on long trips and so he didn't have any time to think about it. All of it caused the now alienated relationship with his own mother…haahh… why doesn't mother dare to meet with him?
He thought that mother hid an 'adulterer' before, he didn't feel angry before, he was only worried for her, although now the fury started to burn inside his heart. He never expected that he wanted to trap his mother in here, where she would become his one person's possession!
In the time Rong Yan was looking in a daze, the young girl leaned in ever nearer, her wet lips stuck to him, making Rong Yan felt an electric shock coursing through his whole body, especially the part that just vented out some lust abruptly stood up again, it became more and more big and stiff.
"Yan Er, what's wrong?" the once gentle and calm mother showed a worried expression… In his memories, when he still could meet with her, when he made childish and ridiculous jokes, mother would always touch his face and showed a worried and helpless expression.
"Mother… I…" Rong Yan was on the verge of saying what's on his mind but he couldn't open his mouth, thinking that its all the fault of this pink and delicate, alluring pair of lips that also brought with it a faint fragrance… the kind of fragrance that could induce lust. Rong Yan became confused, his whole body heated up, but because of the touch of that electric shock on his skin, he suddenly became clear-headed.
"It's okay…" The young girl stroke his head, just like when he was still a child. A soft smile was painted on her delicate face, pampering him with gentle eyes, making his heart trembled. The once jumping like crazy heart became even crazier as if his heart could burst out anytime, letting him know at this moment, the one in front of his eyes… He…
"Mother…" Rong Yan's lips moved in a whisper, ruminating this one word over and over again, until finally it seemed to affirm some kind of important decision. With a flushed crimson face and a disturbed mind, he said, "I love you…" the kind of love between man and woman!
Then, he hugged her tight into his embrace without caring about the girl's reaction, holding her head down and pressing it towards his own body.
Rong Yan had never kissed with anyone, but when he felt the soft body sticking to him, the fragrance became more and more thick and dense, slightly bringing with it a sweet taste that he didn't know if it's coming from those pair of lips or his own heart… He couldn't help extending her tongue in and then sighed on how sweet they tasted!
"Yan Er…? En…" Contrary to his expectation, the young girl didn't struggle and instead controlled his tongue back. The hoarse and beautiful voice was just like the voice he heard today from behind that beaded curtain.
The tip of his tongue entangled with hers, sending out "En… Mnnaahh~ Ngh…mm…" voice. An ambiguous atmosphere brimming over the air, filling it with improper delight and lustful attraction.
Their saliva mixed and created the sweet taste that crawled inside his heart. His hot tongue slid inside her mouth's cavity, appreciating her pearly white teeth. Her attacked tongue wasn't passive either and danced along with his in harmony, bringing him a burst of pleasant sensation.
His hand slowly and leisurely stroking her soft and velvety, perfectly round bun, the springy and soft feeling making him sighed with greatest pleasure.
Just when he wanted to proceed to the next step, a burst of voice disturbed him, when suddenly the scene in front of him disappeared and changed into a dark and dim space. The noisy voice was getting nearer, his eyes slightly opened, and a strand of luminous image was standing in front of his bed.