Liu Yiru, after returning to her room, immediately lay down on the bed. She was genuinely at a loss about what to do next.
As a mother, she felt she should scold the incestuous siblings, but the memory of the intense pleasure her son's large member had given her made her feel utterly unworthy of lecturing her daughter.
Strangely, when she had seen them together earlier, she hadn't felt anger at all; instead, she had been filled with intense excitement and a hint of disappointment.
Liu Yiru knew exactly what she was disappointed about: she wasn't her son's first woman.
This realization made her feel mortified, yet she couldn't help but think about it.
The disappointment, however, was fleeting, quickly overshadowed by excitement.
Especially when her daughter had invited her to join them, she had almost agreed on the spot. It was only the last shred of dignity as their mother that made her step back.
