"Oh my god, what did I just hear? Mom is actually helping Qin Chuan..."
Outside the door, Ye Wenxi's eyes widened, her delicate little face full of shock.
She wasn't stupid, though she hadn't done certain things, she'd heard plenty from her girlfriends.
She didn't know what was happening inside the room.
She only knew that her mother actually wanted to help her stepson with that kind of thing.
"Is Mom crazy?" Ye Wenxi felt as if struck by lightning, unable to accept it.
And yet, for some reason, she didn't interrupt the two inside the room as if guided by a ghostly impulse.
Maybe she didn't want to, or maybe she was too shocked to react in time.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the room had become stiflingly hot.
Even with the air conditioning on, Qin Chuan's forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat.
He could hardly believe his ears.
"Qingmei... Aunt Mei, this... this isn't right, we're..." Qin Chuan opened his mouth, his throat as dry as if filled with smoke.
Ye Qingmei blushed: "Don't think too much, Aunt Mei means to help you with her hand."
Using her hand was her greatest compromise.
This was a decision made after a fierce inner battle.
The unattainable is always in turmoil, she must quash Qin Chuan's thoughts to ensure he won't have ideas about her in the future.
And there was only one way to do this: by satisfying him once.
In Ye Qingmei's view, Qin Chuan was primarily driven by curiosity now.
After all, she was already at this age, more than a decade older than him, how could he really have ideas about an older woman like her?
Most likely, he had little interaction with women in the countryside, hence this behavior.
As his stepmother, she must guide him correctly in these matters.
Otherwise, it might affect his future marriage and children.
This was what Ye Qingmei thought.
"This..."
Qin Chuan's mind short-circuited a bit.
His stepmother, helping him release?
Even if it was just with her hand.
But just hearing it felt a bit unbelievable.
A strong sense of taboo instantly enveloped Qin Chuan.
Rationality told him this couldn't be done.
Yet another voice in his head urged him to agree to this absurd and thrilling act.
For a moment, Qin Chuan was intensely torn.
As he hesitated, his stepmother had already stood up, slowly coming in front of him, then half-knelt down.
From above.
Qin Chuan immediately saw his stepmother's deep cleavage and the two faint protrusions on her nightgown.
Braless!
His stepmother wasn't wearing anything underneath!
Qin Chuan couldn't help but gasp.
Just then, Ye Qingmei suddenly removed the pillow covering his "dragon," placing it aside.
Deprived of the pillow's restraint, the dragon, stimulated by Ye Qingmei's braless state, quickly raised its head.
Due to the close proximity.
Unexpectedly, the dragon almost hit her in the face.
"Aunt Mei, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Qin Chuan was startled.
"It's fine."
Ye Qingmei smiled gently, then lightly patted his dragon over his pants: "You're fine too, behave yourself now."
Listening to these gentle words, Qin Chuan's nerves were wildly stimulated, and his dragon jumped once more.
"Are you responding to me?"
Ye Qingmei chuckled softly and gently stroked the dragon: "Good boy, you're full of energy."
"Aunt Mei, you..."
Qin Chuan could hardly believe his eyes.
His own stepmother, was actually talking to his dragon?
Is this really to help him, or does she have her own need?
Qin Chuan's mind was a mess.
Equally chaotic was Ye Wenxi at the door.
She couldn't imagine that her usually gentle mother could have such a wanton side.
Is this still the mother she knew?
Ye Wenxi raised her hand yet dared not open the door.
"Aunt Mei isn't experienced, if it hurts, you must say something, understand?"
In the room, Ye Qingmei raised her hand, slowly reaching for Qin Chuan's waistband.
To say she wasn't nervous would be a lie.
After all, this was her stepson.
And she was about to help her stepson with that kind of thing.
Traditional morals constantly clashed within her mind.
But, having reached this point, stopping would instead leave an emotional scar on Qin Chuan.
So throughout the process, Ye Qingmei did her best to appear calm, even to mask her nervousness, she purposely told those seemingly wanton words to Qin Chuan's dragon.
These words only existed in her fantasies usually.
If not to help Qin Chuan, she might never say such wanton words in her life.
Only she knew how tense she was inside at that moment.
But, for some reason, enveloped by the sense of immorality, there was a trace of expectancy and excitement in her heart.
As if wanting to break through some kind of taboo.
Complex emotions filled Ye Qingmei's mind, making her restless.
However, it had come to this.
She couldn't care about that anymore.
She no longer suppressed her heart.
Her hand's speed increased.
She was eager to meet that dragon.
And the dragon was also in a state of extreme excitement at that moment.
As the pants slipped down, the unleashed dragon finally broke free, drawing an exaggerated arc in the air and striking Ye Qingmei's face hard.