The World's Most Beautiful Mother
Since it was a New Year's Eve feast, the table was naturally laden with a rich variety of dishes. But the girls didn't have huge appetites and couldn't eat much, so following He Peiling's lead as she kept piling food onto her son's plate, He Shishi and Lin Juan, who were sitting beside Chu Fei, soon joined in, clipping bites for him too...
It was the first time they'd seen Chu Fei devouring food like this. They thought he'd overexerted himself that morning, but the truth was, he was genuinely starving—ravenous.
After dinner, the whole city was already ablaze with lights. Even on New Year's, Shenzhen remained bustling. Many shops had closed, but plenty stayed open, because everyone knew the holiday meant prime earning time...
With no need to open the salon that evening, the remaining girls decided to hit the streets for some shopping and to catch the New Year's fireworks. After all, they deserved to enjoy their one real holiday too. He Shishi and Lin Juan felt the same, so with Chu Fei's approval, they quickly tagged along.
He Peiling didn't go. She returned to the shop with her son. She'd planned to look after the rascal since he looked genuinely unwell, so she locked up and followed him upstairs. She figured they'd chat a bit—there were so many things she wanted to talk about with him properly. But the moment they entered his private room, Chu Fei had her lie down on the bed.
"You're feeling so awful, why bother massaging me..." He Peiling shook her head instinctively in refusal, but Chu Fei suddenly scooped her up and laid her down anyway.
"Mom, I've been tied up with Zhang Lin's project and fixing Lin Juan's body lately, so I haven't had time for you... Tonight's perfect—no interruptions. I'm going to turn my mom into the most beautiful woman in the world!"
"Xiao Fei!"
Hearing this, He Peiling's struggling body went limp at once. She couldn't help hugging her son tightly. "Mom's so happy to hear that... I could just cry..."
"Then cry. Tomorrow, you'll be the youngest, most beautiful mom on earth!"
Fine, truth be told, Chu Fei's "massage" for his mom was just an excuse to "eat meat."
But he was dead serious about making her stunning. With all his trial-and-error experience on Zhang Lin, he moved with practiced ease. His white energy was nearly depleted, but he still had plenty of black energy left. Under his fingers, He Peiling's features—eyelashes, eyebrows—were swiftly perfected. Even her once-dry, yellowish hair regained its glossy black sheen. And for a playful finish, Chu Fei cheekily grabbed the "forest" down below, trimming and reshaping it too.
Of course, while tending the forest, it was only natural to brush the little garden beneath it, right?
Since he'd already copped a feel last time, He Peiling didn't fuss over her son's naughty touches.
The rest of her body was a no-brainer. She'd given birth to Chu Fei naturally, so her belly had stayed slightly pouchy ever since—and with time, it had grown more pronounced. But today, this decades-old "ailment" vanished. His hands seemed infused with magic; wherever they pressed, excess fat melted away instantly. Her abdomen finally flattened to its youthful smoothness...
For He Peiling, it felt like she'd lost her soul under her son's touch. She even had the illusion that it was like his father caressing her all those years ago—especially as waves of pleasure rippled endlessly through her body. Finally, she couldn't hold back. She pulled his head close and kissed him fiercely, her tongue darting out to tangle wildly with his.
But right then, she felt a finger slip into her already sopping wet honey passage...
"Mom, just relax and enjoy tonight. Let your son take care of you!"
"Mmm..."