Chapter 72

I quickly turned to the side and covered myself with the thin blanket to hide my bulge in my lower body: “It’s okay, the door isn’t locked.”

The door was pushed open by Mom. She must have just taken a shower, as she exuded the fragrance of a post-shower bath. Her long hair was half wet and half dry, and her shapely figure was completely covered by a onesie nightgown.

Since Mom said the water heater was broken last time, I took the initiative to probe her and asked if the water heater was not broken.

My mother remained calm and said that she had a repairman fix it while I was in school.

Her calm, pretty face showed no emotion whatsoever, and she didn’t blush at all when she lied.

The attempt failed, and I was somewhat helpless, so the topic was dropped.

My mother came straight to the bedside and sat down. She tossed her long hair at me, and I immediately grabbed a hairdryer and started drying her hair from behind her.

Because my erect penis was standing straight up, I had to bend over like a shrimp, afraid of poking my mother’s back.

Fortunately, my mom couldn’t see my disheveled state.

“Mom, is something the matter?”

“Is the holiday coming up soon?”

I calculated the dates: “Yes, in the next couple of days.”

Mom asked, “How long will the National Day holiday be this year?”

“Who knows?” I shook my head. “These kinds of announcements are always made a second before the holiday starts.”

My mother speaks softly and gently, with the gentleness of a woman from Jiangnan, except when she gets angry, of course.

“Your aunt is going back to China tomorrow.”

“Yeah?”

The thought of seeing my fiery and unrestrained aunt tomorrow filled me with uncontrollable joy.

Mom asked with a smile, “So happy?”

“How could I not be happy to see my aunt after so long?”

Thinking of the gift my aunt mentioned, I felt a surge of excitement.

What gift will my aunt bring me?

“Your aunt specifically told me to go with you to pick her up from the airport tomorrow.”

“Does that mean I’ll have to take the day off tomorrow?”

My mom waved her phone at me: “It’s already been arranged.”

“My aunt is truly your sister; she’s so efficient when it comes to getting things done for her. But why didn’t you tell me she was going back to China tomorrow?”

Mom joked, “Didn’t you say she’s just your aunt, but she’s my own sister?”

“Uh, okay.”

I took a wooden comb and started combing my mother’s hair: “You sisters have the deepest bond.”

Mom smiled, seemingly in a much better mood because her aunt had returned from abroad: “Your aunt is saying she’ll settle accounts with you tomorrow.”

Although I’m in charge in bed, my aunt is the master outside of bed. Because I was raised by my aunt, I’m often completely subdued by her.

My finger trembled, a flicker of fear crossing my face: “What do you mean?”

My mom rolled her eyes at me: “Your aunt said you never take the initiative to contact her, and she’s very angry now.”

I muttered to myself, “What’s so great about making a phone call?”

My aunt is like that, and so is Teacher Chu Ning; they throw tantrums just because I make fewer phone calls.

“Alright, get some rest.”

Mom stood up, patted my forehead, and walked outside.

I was slightly disappointed, as I was hoping to give my mother another massage tonight.

Mom turned off the lights and closed the door, plunging the bedroom into darkness.

I originally wanted to contact my aunt, but I was afraid of disturbing her rest, so I gave up.

In the pitch-black night, I gazed at the silvery moonlight outside the window, and memories of living with my aunt and mother flashed through my mind. I drifted off to sleep.

The next day, I woke up early. Although my mother had already asked for leave for me, I still sent a message to Teacher Chu Ning on WeChat.

My mother’s bedroom door was slightly ajar, but there was no one inside. She had gotten up even earlier than me.

I went to the kitchen and prepared the ingredients for making porridge. Not wanting to cook any more dishes, I ordered breakfast from Xuan Yan Ge.

After cooking the porridge, I went to the gym.

Ever since my mom bought a treadmill for the house to “restrict” me from going downstairs to run, she went all out and turned an empty room into a gym.

Anyway, the large single-level apartment has enough space, and there are plenty of unused areas.

The gym has recently added a lot of brand-new exercise equipment, all of which was arranged by Mom.

Watching my mother diligently practicing her gymnastics on the yoga mat as usual, I moved closer to her and said, “It’s rare to see such a beautiful woman like you exercising so early in the morning.”

Mom reached out and turned my face to the side: “I exercise often at night, okay?”

I gently massaged my mother’s shoulders: “I have a suggestion for you. You should change your evening exercise to the morning. After all, you always exercise on a full stomach in the evening, which is not good for your health.”

Mom nodded seriously: “You’re right, I won’t eat dinner anymore.”

I was speechless, completely exasperated.

My mother glanced at the expression on my face and couldn’t help but laugh, “What can I do? There’s no time in the morning!”

“You could adjust your sleep schedule.”

My mother ignored me: “Go run your run and don’t worry about me.”

I walked towards the treadmill: “I ordered takeout from Xuan Yan Ge.”

“Okay~”

Looking at my mother’s soft and alluring body curves, with the tempting curves on her delicate body, I couldn’t help but admire the mature and graceful figure of my mother. She was voluptuous yet slender, well-proportioned yet fiery, without a single flaw. She was truly perfect to the extreme.

A short while later, my mother’s phone rang. She gestured with her chin to me, indicating that I should answer it.

I ran to answer the phone, and a woman’s voice came from the receiver:

“Hello, I’m your building’s dedicated property manager. I’ve brought up your order. Could you please open the door?”

When I opened the door, a young woman in a black uniform skirt stood there, holding the takeout I had ordered, with a professional smile on her face.

“Do you need me to take it inside for you?”

“No need, thank you.”

“Wishing you a pleasant life.”

After I took the takeout, the delivery girl turned and left.

The porridge was almost ready, so I immediately called out, “Mom, dinner’s ready!”

Steamed dumplings with corn and shrimp, steamed egg custard, and a dish with a very novel name, “Crystal White Cloud Chicken Feet”.

It’s just ordinary chicken feet, and after tasting it, I feel that it doesn’t taste as good as the braised chicken feet from roadside stalls.

After finishing breakfast with my mom, I started getting dressed; it was time to head to the airport.

I changed my clothes and waited in the living room for another half hour before my mother finally came out of the bedroom.

Looking at my mother’s outfit, my eyes lit up slightly.

My mother wore light makeup, her look delicate and simple, perfectly highlighting the beauty of her features.

A touch of light red lip gloss on her lips added a touch of feminine gentleness and charm to her.

Although it was almost October, the weather was still hot. My mother wore a simple white shirt with the collar slightly open, paired with slim-fitting black trousers that perfectly accentuated her slender waist and long legs.

What’s remarkable is that Mom’s long, black hair, which she usually wears up or naturally loose, was styled into a high ponytail this time. It was neat and tidy, making her look both energetic and a little playful, giving this mature and beautiful woman a touch of youthful charm.

The high ponytail tied behind her head swayed gently with her mother’s steps, complementing her mother’s gentle smile and exuding the confidence and charm of a successful woman.

Mom smoothed her high ponytail, looking a little embarrassed, and smiled at me, asking, “It’s been a long time since I’ve worn a ponytail. How does it look?”

I exclaimed from the bottom of my heart, “Beautiful! Absolutely gorgeous! My mother truly deserves to be called the most beautiful woman in the world!”

Upon hearing this, Mom’s lips curled slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her pretty face.

I bent down, placed one hand on my chest, and gestured with the other in an inviting manner: “Let’s set off, Your Highness the beautiful Princess Chi Qinglan.”

My mother, beaming with smiles and as beautiful as a flower, walked gracefully towards me and placed her hand in mine: “Then let’s set off, my knight…”