Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment after listening to his mother's plea, and he felt that Qing Yi had become more lewd now, especially after he forgave her, making her dare to express her desires. Soon, he returned to his senses and pushed her legs next to her head, then briefly planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Mom, I like hearing you say such a thing, and your expression makes me horny."
"Hehe." Qing Yi giggled and hugged her son's neck. "Isn't this because of you? Compared to your father, who only likes conventional sex, you are much more perverted than him, so I must adapt to keep up with you. Moreover, you even know many styles of sex that I have never tried in the past, and I enjoyed having sex with you."
