He stood hesitantly outside his own residence, his feet still unwilling to cross the threshold.
"I wonder if Mother is still angry..." Li Xuan muttered to himself, unsure of what to do.
"Xiao Xuan, why are you standing at the door instead of going in?" Just as Li Xuan was hesitating, Li Ye pushed the door open and stepped out, giving him a puzzled look before continuing, "Xiao Xuan, I have some urgent matters to attend to and must leave now. I might not have time to come home for the next few days. Take care of yourself, and also, Xiao Xuan, I'm worried your mother might get bored staying alone in the house. If you have nothing else to do, try to spend more time with her."
With that, Li Ye hurriedly ran off.
"Hey, Father!" Li Xuan called after his retreating figure a few times, but the latter didn't even turn back, as if he hadn't heard, and continued running forward.
"Sigh..." Li Xuan shook his head dejectedly. Li Ye was constantly overwhelmed with the task of capturing demons, to the point where he didn't even have time to stay home for a short while. Now, he could only spare a moment to come back for a quick look.
Huh? Spend more time with her?
He keenly picked up on the key phrase—it seemed Chu Qingyi hadn't revealed what had happened!
Overjoyed, Li Xuan rushed toward the east wing room in three quick strides.
"Mother!" He pushed the door open forcefully and shouted into the room.
Chu Qingyi inside was clearly startled, her delicate body visibly trembling, and the ancient book in her hands slipped and fell to the floor.
"What is it?" She cast a faint glance at Li Xuan, picked up the book from the floor, brushed off the dust, and then her cool, detached eyes sank back into the text.
"Nothing, nothing. I just wanted to see you, to see how you're doing." Li Xuan stammered out a few words, barely managing to calm his excited heart.
He sat down awkwardly on a chair, his gaze never leaving Chu Qingyi, who was leaning against the bed reading.
Just like that, half an hour passed. The room was silent, with only the occasional sound of pages turning.
Seeing that Chu Qingyi was completely absorbed in reading the ancient book and showed no intention of speaking to him, Li Xuan swallowed the words he wanted to say and silently watched her.
Today, Chu Qingyi had unusually changed into a light blue dress, adding a touch of freshness to her already noble and ethereal demeanor. On her earlobes, she wore blue jade earrings that complemented the color of her dress, swaying cutely with her movements.
Her delicate jade-like feet occasionally tapped lightly on the floor, as if she had just read an interesting passage.
Li Xuan couldn't help but stare, entranced. His pupils automatically ignored everything else, leaving only her graceful figure in his sight.
So... so beautiful...
He couldn't resist swallowing hard, staring blankly at Chu Qingyi. The only words swirling in his mind were those, and the thing between his legs, which had already proven its power earlier, once again stood erect, fiercely prominent in his trousers.
"Mother... Mother..." he murmured affectionately, his eyes dazed, a fiery heat burning deep within his pupils. His mind was filled with the lingering scene of Chu Qingyi being sprayed with his semen that day.
It felt as though a fire was burning through his entire body. Overwhelmed by the heat, Li Xuan's face flushed red, and his breathing began to heavy. As if possessed, he reached his hand toward his crotch, his palm rubbing against the head of his penis.
Chu Qingyi seemed to notice, her gaze briefly sweeping over the bulge in his trousers.
Strangely, she didn't say anything to stop him. Her expression remained cool and unreadable, without a trace of fluctuation. However, the speed at which she turned the pages suddenly quickened.
This made Li Xuan even bolder, as he began to stroke his penis without restraint.
His delicate little hand clenched tightly, the shaft enveloped firmly by his tender palm, moving in and out repeatedly. The stimulated glans oozed a steady stream of fluid, thoroughly soaking his undergarments.
"Mother... dear mother!" Li Xuan's face flushed crimson with excitement, his lips parting as he gasped heavily.
His gaze remained fixed on Chu Qingyi—her full, soft bosom, her slender waist, the mysterious triangle between her legs, and especially the alluring curves of her body as she lay sideways on the bed, propping her cheek with one hand. Every detail stirred his already turbulent heart.
His penis grew thicker and harder, like a fierce tiger freshly released from its cage, roaring for prey yet confined and frustrated within its prison.
"Mother, I'm so uncomfortable down there... Can I... can I take it out and relieve myself just once?" Li Xuan could no longer suppress the burning desire within him. The throbbing discomfort of his swollen member drove him to mutter softly, his tone laced with pleading.
The beauty on the bed, however, remained silent, pretending not to hear as she continued to flip through an ancient text.
To Li Xuan, this was tantamount to permission. Overjoyed, he eagerly pulled out his penis, his fiery gaze locked on Chu Qingyi as his small hand worked the shaft incessantly.
As he watched her, exuding an aura of noble aloofness, he yearned to pounce on her, pin her to the bed, and thrust his rigid member deep into her untouched, tight little hole, savoring the exquisite pleasure of her warm flesh enveloping him.
Heh heh, it seems my Qingyi fairy has finally come around.
Li Xuan inwardly rejoiced. Previously, even the slightest reaction from his lower body had drawn strong rejection from Chu Qingyi. Who would have thought that today he could fully expose himself before her? Though he couldn't fathom her thoughts, this scenario was clearly one he welcomed.
The only question was... how far would she allow him to go?
"Mother, mother, your son is in agony..." Li Xuan's eyes gleamed with cunning as they darted about. After a moment, he made up his mind. Feigning a mind consumed by lust, he clumsily unfastened his trousers, pulling them down to his ankles and baring his legs, all while murmuring incoherently.
His audacious behavior caught Chu Qingyi's attention, though she merely furrowed her brows slightly before turning away, her cool expression betraying no emotion.
Li Xuan's heart swelled with ecstasy. His eyes brimmed with desire, his eyebrows arched, and his youthful face flushed with two patches of red. His panting lips glistened, as if drool might drip at any moment.
In that moment, he cast aside all thoughts of their mother-son relationship and the potential displeasure his crude actions might provoke. His mind was wholly conquered by lust. Striding forward, he dragged his trousers along the floor until he stood just a step away from Chu Qingyi.
"Look at it, look at it quickly..." Li Xuan bent his body intensely, frantically rubbing his penis.
The distinct masculine scent wafted before Chu Qingyi, making it impossible for her to ignore the thick, lengthy shaft any longer.
Since the last time she accidentally witnessed Li Xuan masturbating, an unprecedented thrill had stirred up massive waves in her once tranquil heart. That purplish-red penis seemed deeply etched into her bones, impossible to erase. Every time she recalled the scene, she couldn't help but blush, her heart racing uncontrollably. Reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra several times in a row had no effect at all.
Last night, she tossed and turned restlessly. Whenever she closed her eyes, the image of that penis would immediately surface in her mind—veiny, fierce, and menacing, spurting thick white fluid as it lunged toward her. Unable to dodge in time, she had no choice but to endure the sticky substance splattering all over her. Yet, far from feeling disgusted, a strange sense of pleasure spread to every corner of her body, causing her delicate core to secrete droplets of honey, dampening her undergarments.
This pleasure was undoubtedly unparalleled, something she had never experienced even with her husband, Li Ye.
Now, that very penis, which had haunted her thoughts, reappeared before her—and at such close proximity. The masculine scent, mixed with a faint, musky odor, washed over her, instantly painting two shades of crimson across her cheeks. That indescribable, peculiar sensation surged within her once more.
Earlier, while Li Xuan was masturbating, she had pretended to be engrossed in an ancient text, but her eyes had repeatedly drifted toward that penis, watching it thrust back and forth in his palm. Its length was astonishing, with the large glans exposed, unable to be fully concealed.
Each thrust sent ripples through her mind, making it impossible for her to focus on the contents of the book. Secretly, all her attention was fixed on Li Xuan.
"Mother... I've never seen a fairy like you... I... I want you so badly..." Li Xuan quickened the pace of his stroking, his eyes fixed intently on Chu Qingyi's full, soft bosom. He panted heavily, his throat emitting ragged breaths, while his mouth spewed a continuous stream of lewd words.
He thrust his hips frantically, the 23–24 centimeter penis nearly touching Chu Qingyi's face.
Her gaze remained fixed on the penis. It was the first time in her life she had seen a man's genitalia. Though somewhat shy, she couldn't suppress her curiosity. Her beautiful eyes swept over the thick, rigid shaft, examining it in detail.
"So big..." Her lips parted slightly, and the two words slipped out in a voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.
As soon as she spoke, even she was taken aback by her own words. She quickly averted her gaze, trying desperately to calm her wildly beating heart.
"Heh, my penis is among the best of men. It can make any woman feel ecstatic," Li Xuan boasted, clearly having overheard her inadvertent remark. His flushed face was full of pride, and the penis in his hand twitched up and down excitedly.
Such vulgar words stirred Chu Qingyi's emotions. She had never heard such crude language before, especially the word "thrust," which sent a tingling sensation through her delicate body, deepening the blush on her cheeks.
Could it be that the noble Qingyi Fairy, revered like a celestial maiden, actually enjoyed hearing such lewd talk?
Li Xuan noticed her subtle reactions and, emboldened, pressed further: "Mother, touch it, touch it. I'm so swollen and uncomfortable. Please use your delicate hands to help me release this fire."
"With that, a look of intense agony crossed Li Xuan's face. His eyebrows knitted together, forming a deep furrow like the character '川', and his narrow, slender eyes were filled with pleading. Even the corners of his mouth turned downward, presenting an utterly pitiable and wretched appearance.
Chu Qingyi's heart was full of resistance, but as she looked at Li Xuan's contorted expression, it seemed he was enduring immense suffering. And then there was that penis, so close it seemed to tremble, as if beckoning for her favor.
Her delicate face was etched with hesitation, and her small hands, hidden in her sleeves, clenched tightly, unsure of what to do.
'Son is truly in agony... Mother, have pity on me...' Li Xuan stopped his movements, using both hands to support his waist, fully exposing his penis before her. At the same time, his expression of misery deepened, matching his frail and slender frame, making him appear even more pitiable. Anyone who saw him would think this young man was suffering greatly and couldn't help but feel compassion.
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