To win over a woman with such a strong personality like your mother, you absolutely cannot force her.

Only by following your mother’s wishes and making her happy can you enter her heart.

After I agreed, my mother’s expression visibly relaxed, and her smile deepened, as if she didn’t care at all about my earlier disrespectful behavior.

My mother gently got up from her chair and pulled me to sit down on the edge of the bed: “Since you promised me, you should have less contact with Song Yu in the future.”

At this point, Mom hesitated slightly and said, “Of course, if it’s just about being ordinary friends, Mom still supports it.”

“Um.”

I nodded silently.

My mother noticed my unhappiness and tightened her grip on my hand. “I don’t mean anything by it, but you’re in your final year of high school now, a time when studying is intense and your academic work is very important.”

“You should focus your energy on your studies, understand?”

A bitter smile crept across my face. With my current grades, I can’t say I’m 100% guaranteed admission to Tsinghua or Peking University, but at the very least, I’m more than qualified to get into my dream university, China University of Political Science and Law.

However, I had already promised my mother, and if I were to express my own opinions and thoughts now, it would only upset her. Therefore, I wisely chose to keep quiet.

My mother has gentle eyes and a soft voice, perfectly matching my ideal of a “virtuous wife and loving mother”.

How wonderful it would be if my mother could be my wife?

I felt a pang of envy for my father again, and at the same time, a sense of loss that I couldn’t be my mother’s first man.

Thinking about this, I found it somewhat laughable, realizing how ridiculous my idea was.

My mother held my hand and spoke slowly and deliberately for a long time.

At first, I could still listen to what she was saying, but it didn’t take long before my mind was completely drawn to my mother’s fair breasts and her jade-like legs under the bath towel.

I lowered my head slightly, silently admiring the beautiful scenery on my mother’s body.

Mom talked for a long time, but I couldn’t listen anymore. I glanced at the neglected insulated box, quickly picked it up and placed it between Mom and me: “Mom, are you thirsty? I made some barley and mung bean porridge this morning, would you like some?”

Hearing this, Mom smiled and said, “What? You’re annoyed by Mom’s nagging?”

I opened the insulated box and laughed, “No, no, I was just worried that Mom would get thirsty after talking for so long.”

My mother gently shook her head, clearly knowing that I wasn’t telling the truth.

She took the spoon I handed her and leisurely sipped the mung bean porridge.

As I admired my mother’s elegant posture while drinking her porridge, I suddenly remembered that my pants were too dirty to wear anymore. I scratched my head and said, “Mom, my pants are so dirty, how am I going to go out later?”

Mom picked up a tissue and wiped the porridge stains from the corner of her mouth: “I scrubbed your pants while I was taking a shower just now.”

“ah?”

I was taken aback at first, but then my heart warmed.

My mother’s love for me is so boundless that I’m so touched I don’t know what to say.

Mom took small sips of her porridge again: “It’s so hot, your clothes will be dry soon. Just sit here and relax for a while.”

As I watched my mother’s rosy lips move constantly, I couldn’t help but swallow.

How wonderful it would be if my mother were like Chu Ning, asking me to feed her porridge mouth-to-mouth.

Although my mother’s phoenix eyes were fixed on the insulated food container, she clearly felt my burning gaze. Her slender neck twitched as she swallowed a mouthful of sweet porridge, and she said unhurriedly, “What are you looking at?”

“I didn’t see anything.”

“Didn’t you see anything?”

“Looking at Mom.”

What’s so interesting about me?

Without thinking, I blurted out, “Mom is very beautiful.”

The mother paused for three or four seconds, holding the spoon, before putting it down. Her face remained calm and expressionless: “A son doesn’t despise his mother for being ugly. Even if a mother is ugly, she is still beautiful in her son’s eyes.”

No, no, no, no.

As I spoke, I wagged my finger in rebuttal, “Mom, that’s not a suitable statement for you.”

“Oh?” Mom looked intrigued. “How so?”

I flattered her, saying, “Needless to say, in everyone’s eyes, Mom is a woman like an angel, incredibly beautiful.”

To be precise, I wasn’t flattering anyone; I was just telling the truth.

The mother pursed her lips, a smile playing at the corners of her eyes: “Smooth talker, always spouting sweet nothings. Is that how you charm the girls at school?”

“No, no, no.”

I shook my head repeatedly: “You have no right to speak without investigation. Mom, your son is very upright and definitely doesn’t have a girlfriend at school.”

Yes, my school doesn’t have it, but other schools do.

To be precise, should one have two girlfriends?

One is Chen Xiao, the official girlfriend, and the other is Lin Xi, who wants to have a sweet romance with her older brother.

“Good awareness.”

My mother shoved the insulated food container into my hand and gestured for me to take it to the bathroom to wash it: “Don’t bring me a daughter-in-law before you’ve even graduated high school.”

I took the insulated box and chuckled, “Mom, your thinking is a bit outdated. Good girls should be reserved first. If you let me start dating in college, all the good girls will have already been snatched up by others.”

My mother frowned, reached out and pinched my ear, and said in a light scolding tone, “No means no. You’d better listen to what I say!”

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”

I let out an exaggerated scream and said resentfully, “Mom, your temper is getting worse and worse. You twist my ear all the time.”

“Isn’t it all because of you that I’m upset?”

The mother’s face hardened: “I think you’re starting to try and emulate your sister.”

“Tsk… So my sister is this disobedient in your eyes?”

Mom rolled her beautiful eyes slightly: “You’re not much better than her now, sigh…”

I couldn’t take my eyes off her; Mom is so beautiful, even when she rolls her eyes, she’s so beautiful and adorable.

Why are you sighing?

Mom reached out and touched my cheek.

The warm touch of my mother’s fingers stirred something within me, giving rise to a tender and romantic feeling.

The mother said slowly, “Can you give me back my obedient son?”

I was speechless and asked the same question: “Can you give me back my gentle mother?”

My mother immediately grabbed my ear again and said fiercely, “Are you asking for a beating? You keep saying I have a bad temper!”

“Hey, hey, hey… Stop pinching me, Mom! Are you being reasonable? You started this, and now you won’t even let me say a word?”

I rubbed my ears and said, “Look, you’ve probably twisted my ears until they’re swollen. That’s proof that your temper is getting worse and worse.”

“You dare say I have a bad temper?”

My mother reached out and pinched my ear again. I kept fighting back and resisting her attack.

My mother seemed determined to get my ears twisted; she pushed me down onto the bed, her two beautiful arms swinging from side to side.

While the mother and son were playfully fighting, the mother’s bath towel suddenly came undone and fell down to her waist.

In an instant, my mother’s upper body, white as jade and smooth as snow, was presented to me completely naked.

The breathtaking scene before me left me speechless.

I always knew my mom had big breasts, but I never imagined they were this big.

It’s hard to imagine how tightly Mom had wrapped the towel around her neck, and how magnificent her breasts were beneath that thin towel.

My mother’s breasts were round and full, like two cantaloupes; I was afraid it would take two hands to hold them. Judging by their size, even if they weren’t an F cup, they were at least an E cup.

My mother’s fair breasts were full and overflowing. Although her breasts were heavy, they showed no signs of sagging. Instead, they stood tall against gravity, her breasts white, firm, and majestic.

The areola, the size of a fingernail, was not the dark brown of a typical woman’s nipple, but rather a delicate pink like that of a young girl. The two grape-sized nipples stood up high, their color rosy and incredibly alluring. Seeing them, I couldn’t help but swallow hard, wishing I could put my mother’s nipples in my mouth and suckle them gently, reliving the taste of breast milk that I could only enjoy in my childhood.

My mother noticed something was wrong with her body. Her face changed drastically, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly covered her breasts with the arms that had been pinching my ears.

She snapped at me in a panic, “Still looking?!”

“oh…”

I obediently closed my eyes immediately, but just before I closed them, my eyes quickly scanned my mother’s lower body.

Unfortunately, due to the position and the scattered bath towel, I could only see my mother’s flat, smooth, snow-white abdomen and the mons pubis above it.

Although my gaze swept over it for only a moment, I took in every single detail of the beautiful scenery below my mother’s abdomen.

Strange, why is my mother’s lower abdomen so smooth, without a single hair?

Logically speaking, a normal woman, based on the area I just saw, should already have a full pubic hair. Even if there are slight differences in physical condition, there should be at least a single hair.

Thinking of this, my breathing instantly became heavy.

Could it be that Mom is also a white tiger?

I’ve been having sex with my aunt for two years now. This beautiful young woman is a real virgin!

My aunt’s genital area has smooth, fair, and incredibly delicate skin, with not a single pubic hair visible.

My aunt’s pink and hairless vulva is incredibly beautiful. Every time I see my aunt’s vulva, I get so excited that I wish her hairless vulva would always hold my penis and never pull it out.

And my younger sister… it seems like she doesn’t have pubic hair either…

Last night, when I was having sex with my sister, no matter how I changed positions or how I thrust between her legs, I couldn’t see a single hair in her thin, narrow panties.

I could tell right away that my sister’s lower body was different.

Logically speaking, my sister is sixteen years old, and females develop early, so she should have grown pubic hair by now. However, the fact is that she has not grown pubic hair at all.

I was instantly panting heavily, unable to contain my excitement.

My mom, sister, and aunt all have beautiful white tiger cavities!

Three white tigers in one family!

I used to fantasize about my mother, sister, and aunt all sticking out their big white butts and being fucked by me. If all three of their beautiful white tiger holes were open to me at the same time, waiting for my favor, what an attractive and exciting scene that would be.