796: Chapter 796: A Deep Mother-Son Bond 796: Chapter 796: A Deep Mother-Son Bond Although she hadn’t yet put it into practice, Liu Yun’er had a fair amount of theoretical knowledge about sex, so she understood the aning behind Ye Fei’s smile all too well.
Her cheeks flushed slightly as she spat out, “If I’d known you’d use it here, I wouldn’t have taught you!” “Why not?
I think this skill of yours is perfect for this situation.
It felt so good just now.
Co on, my dear wife, help out one more ti, won’t you?” Ye Fei chuckled lewdly, pulling Liu Yun’er’s tiny hand and placing it on his already hardening mber.
Even though his disguise skills now far surpassed Liu Yun’er’s, he still found it incredibly fascinating that her small mouth could completely engulf him.
Liu Yun’er, after all, was still a virgin.
Her earlier initiative to perform oral on Ye Fei was partly out of guilt and partly to prove her feelings to him.
Now that all misunderstandings between them had been cleared up and they were getting along harmoniously, her courage had suddenly vanished.
Her face flushed crimson as she quickly withdrew her hand and turned her face away, refusing to look at Ye Fei.
Seeing that Liu Yun’er was genuinely shy, Ye Fei didn’t push further.
Instead, he asked about her parents.
Liu Yun’er gradually let go of her shyness but couldn’t help feeling a bit down.
She had never been away from her parents for too long, and this ti, it seed she would be staying with Ye Fei indefinitely.
While she loved being with him, how could she not miss her parents?
Only after Ye Fei promised to take her back to visit her parents did Liu Yun’er cheer up again.
She nestled obediently in Ye Fei’s arms, whispering sweet nothings.
After having lunch together, Ye Fei and Liu Yun’er parted ways.
He had wanted to take her ho, but Liu Yun’er declined.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to et Ye Fei’s family, but the last ti she visited, she was introduced as an old friend.
Now, she was Ye Fei’s woman, and the fact that Ye Fei had gone missing because of her made her feel too ashad to face Liu Yiru and the others.
Ye Fei didn’t insist either.
Even if he had forced Liu Yun’er to co ho, she wouldn’t have refused, but it would have left a knot in her heart—a knot that was best untied by soone else, not him.
After checking out of their room, Ye Fei arranged for Liu Yun’er to stay at a hotel owned by the Ye family before parting ways.
He considered going back to tease his usually dignified but seductive aunt, but decided against it, figuring she was probably still recovering from their earlier encounter.
After sending her a text, Ye Fei headed straight ho.
It was the end of the year, the busiest ti for the company.
His eldest sister, Ye Siqi, and second sister, Ye Siyao, were both occupied with company and martial arts school matters and hadn’t been ho for days.
His third sister and younger sister had also gone with Ye Siyao to join in the hustle and bustle.
When Ye Fei arrived ho, it was unusually quiet, with only his mother at ho.
With a baby on the way and Ye Siqi increasingly capable of handling things, Liu Yiru had almost entirely handed over the company’s affairs to her and Xiao Hanyue, leaving herself with little to do.
Ye Fei, on the other hand, was a hands-off boss, with Ye Xuan, Zhang Yide, and the others taking care of the gang’s matters.
Thus, the mother and son, who should have been the busiest, had beco the most idle.
Though Ye Fei was accustod to his mother’s breathtaking beauty, which he had personally “developed,” seeing her again after two days still left him breathless.
She was wearing a loose nightgown, her jade-like legs curled up as she lounged on the sofa in the living room, reading a magazine.
Her serene and gentle deanor, her beauty that surpassed human imagination, and her voluptuous figure were enough to drive any man wild.
Yet, her saintly and ethereal aura made it almost impossible for anyone to harbor any impure thoughts—except for Ye Fei, the little man she had carried for ten months, who stood at the doorway, gazing at her with burning eyes.
For Ye Fei, no matter how his mother changed, she only beca more alluring.
The more saintly and noble she was, the more he desired her.
To him, she had always been the perfect goddess in his heart.
After developing a strong possessiveness towards her and acting on it, all his feelings for her had transford into an intense love and an unbreakable desire.
Even if she were to beco a celestial being, he would chase her to the heavens and bring her back to earth.
She was not only his most respected mother but also his most beloved woman and his favorite little vixen.
Staring at his mother for a while, Ye Fei’s breathing grew more rapid.
Even though she was wearing a nightgown that covered her completely, Ye Fei, who knew every inch of her body intimately, could almost see her naked, seductive form.
Just looking at her made his mber swell, even more so than when Liu Yun’er’s mouth had been on it.
Having just learned a special technique from Liu Yun’er, Ye Fei was eager to let his mother be the first to try it.
Suppressing the urge to pounce on her and thrust his painfully hard mber into her most enchanting passage—the very one through which he had entered the world—he quietly approached her, not making a sound.
Perhaps because mother and son were so deeply connected, even though Ye Fei didn’t make a sound and Liu Yiru hadn’t glanced towards the door, she imdiately sensed her son’s presence.
However, she didn’t react, her eyes still fixed on the book in her hands, though a faint, gentle smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Similarly, because of their deep bond, Ye Fei knew she had noticed him the mont he saw the slight curve of her lips.
Giving up the idea of teasing her, he quickly walked over and threw himself into Liu Yiru’s arms, burying his face in the deep valley of her cleavage.
Muffled, he said, “Mom, I missed you so much.” As he spoke, he took the opportunity to take advantage, rubbing his face against her large, firm, yet incredibly soft breasts.
He even stuck out his tongue, licking her through the thin nightgown.
If only her nightgown had been a button-up, he would have indeed used his newly learned skills to let her experience the power of his tongue.
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