Chapter 7: My Beautiful Mother Comes to School to Check Up on Me
Chapter 7: My Beautiful Mother Comes to School to Check Up on Me
"Classmates, I’ve explained the grammar for this question many times now. Hmm? Still not paying attention?..."
Chu Ning’s voice echoed through the classroom. I stared blankly at the textbook on my desk, my mind completely filled with my mom’s exquisite face and her captivating figure.
"What is wrong with me?" I rubbed my face with a bitter smile, feeling my mom complex becoming increasingly severe.
This obsession with my mom was a major secret buried deep in my heart—one that no one knew of, and no one could glimpse.
This distorted, taboo affection for my mom was becoming harder to suppress. It surged like a rolling tide, crashing over me in tumultuous waves.
Earlier this afternoon, while we were having sex in the office, I had even fantasized that Teacher Chu Ning’s naked body was actually my mom’s seductive, voluptuous frame.
I had been desperate to lash out and gallop wildly over my mom’s snow-white, curvaceous body.
I forced myself to focus, trying to stare at the English mock exam questions, but my mind went blank once again.
I came from a family of legal professionals. My parents and my maternal aunt all majored in law, and my father’s primary focus was international law. Consequently, I had been browsing English legal texts since I was a child, which gave me a very solid foundation in the language.
At this moment, these college entrance exam English questions seemed rather dull and tasteless to me.
Unconsciously, my mind was once again occupied by my mom’s silhouette, leaving me distracted.
"Brother Yuan, there’s a beauty outside the window."
Wang Shuo’s voice came from behind me, intentionally lowered, making me want to laugh.
Even though this guy was clearly two years older than me, he always insisted on calling me "Brother."
I responded softly, "Even if she is a beauty, could she possibly be better looking than the great Beauty Chu?"
As I spoke, I cast a casual glance toward the window.
A stunning woman stood gracefully in the hallway. She was tall and striking, her tailored suit accentuating the perfection of her figure.
When my gaze landed on that dazzlingly beautiful face, I froze instantly.
The person was none other than my mom—Ms. Chi Qinglan.
"Why is Mom here?"
My mom’s gaze happened to drift over just then. Our eyes met, and she gave me a slight nod before using her eyes to signal that I should pay attention to the lesson.
I looked up at the blackboard, wondering why she had arrived at school early.
She had clearly told Chu Ning over the phone this afternoon that she would be arriving late. Why was she here ahead of schedule?
Furthermore, according to her usual habit, she would wait at the school gate. Why had she broken her routine today to come to the corridor outside the classroom?
My heart tightened slightly. Could it be that Mom had sensed something during her call with Chu Ning and had come today specifically to check up on me?
I vaguely recalled that at the very last moment of the call, I had let out a low growl as I came inside Chu Ning. Had Mom heard my voice?
A wave of nervousness washed over me. I immediately lowered my head to sniff my sleeve, terrified that I might have Chu Ning’s scent on me.
Sure enough, a faint trace of perfume lingered on my clothes. It wasn't overpowering, but the scent was distinct enough.
It must have rubbed off when Chu Ning’s clothes and mine were piled together.
"Do you have any perfume?"
I lowered my voice and asked Li Jing.
"I have floral water. Do you want to use it?" Li Jing pulled out a small bottle filled with clear, green floral water.
With so many mosquitoes and flies in the sweltering heat of midsummer, many students kept floral water as a necessity.
"That works!" I hurriedly took it and glanced out the window. My mom’s beautiful eyes were fixed on Chu Ning at the podium.
Seizing the opportunity, I quickly splashed a generous amount of the floral water over myself.
"What are you doing, Brother Yuan? Why are you putting on scent? Are you trying to pick up the beauty outside?" Wang Shuo’s teasing voice came from behind.
I didn't have time to respond. Just then, the bell rang, and my anxiety spiked.
As soon as Chu Ning dismissed the class, I headed for the corridor in a few quick strides.
In the hallway, Mom and Chu Ning were talking in low voices.
Mom was calm and composed, while Chu Ning seemed a bit uneasy and showed a hint of—was that shyness?
However, Chu Ning’s adaptability was excellent; after a few sentences, the two of them were chatting and laughing.
I slowed my pace and stood quietly beside them.
Both Mom and Chu Ning had tall, slender, yet voluptuous figures. Their goddess-like height of over 170 centimeters, combined with five-centimeter high heels, made them tower over the average girl.
The two of them were radiant, standing out like cranes among a flock of chickens. They formed a sharp contrast with the exhausted, unkempt female seniors.
Standing together, they were like a beautiful landscape in the corridor, drawing the gazes of many students. Even those who were in a hurry to get home for the Friday break subconsciously slowed their steps.
Standing next to Mom, I noticed she was subtly leaning closer to Chu Ning. In an instant, I saw Mom’s delicate, fair nostrils twitch slightly, as if she were gently sniffing Chu Ning’s scent.
My heart sank. Mom had indeed come to school early today to uncover the truth behind that phone call with Teacher Chu.
"Lin Yuan’s grades are very good; he’s been making steady progress." Chu Ning gave Mom a faint smile, then glanced at me briefly. "However, I’ve heard him mention that his ambition is the China University of Political Science and Law? Actually, from our perspective, Lin Yuan has the potential to aim for Tsinghua or Peking University. We’d suggest he set those as his goal. After all, applying to the China University of Political Science and Law would be a bit of a waste."
"We should still respect the child’s own wishes." Mom’s smile was soul-stirring. "But I will also try to work on him."
"There’s no rush. After all, there’s still nearly a year until the Gaokao."
*
As Mom and Chu Ning finished their conversation, the students in the school had mostly dispersed, leaving only a few scattered figures.
Mom and I walked in silence along the bluestone path dappled with tree shadows.
Mom spoke softly, "Why are you so quiet today? It’s not like you."
I smiled and took her handbag. "I’m just a bit surprised."
"Surprised by what?" Mom tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Surprised that I came to school early?"
"Yes." I went straight to the point, testing the waters.
Mom remained inscrutable. "I just wanted to do a surprise inspection to see if you were actually studying hard at school."
"Does your son’s academic performance really need a surprise inspection?" I stretched, playing a game of verbal Tai Chi with her.
"Arrogant!" Seeing me carrying both my backpack and her handbag, Mom asked, "Are you tired?"
I shook my head.
"I heard from your teacher that you want to apply to the University of Political Science and Law?"
"Yes." I nodded slightly, staring at the ground ahead.
"Why?"
Even Mom’s shadow cast upon the ground was wonderfully enchanting.
"It’s your and Dad’s alma mater, and it’s my goal too." I spoke my true feelings.
Mom fell silent for a moment, not responding for a long time.
The school gate was incredibly congested, packed tight with people and cars.
When we reached a brand-new Mercedes-Benz, Mom took a pair of flats from the back seat. She leaned over slightly, preparing to change out of her high heels.
"Let me." I put the backpack and handbag in the back seat, then crouched down and unbuckled the straps of her high heels.
Mom didn't refuse. She leaned against the car door, extending a long, shapely leg and presenting her jade foot, still clad in a high heel, before me. Mom’s feet were beautiful and well-maintained; the arches were elegantly curved and seductive, the skin lustrous and smooth, the tops of her feet fair, and her toes delicate.
My heart throbbed. I swallowed imperceptibly, a sudden urge to lick my mom’s beautiful feet welling up inside me.
I reached out, cupping one of her feet in one hand while gently sliding off the high heel with the other.
The sight of a handsome youth and a mature, beautiful woman engaged in such an intimate act immediately drew strange looks from many people around us.
I put on her socks and sneakers, then tied her laces.
My movements were fluid and natural, ensuring Mom didn't notice anything amiss. After changing her other shoe, I got into the car with her.
"Just put the shoes in the back." Mom spoke softly as she watched me holding her high heels.
"It’s fine." I placed her heels at my feet. The lingering sensation of holding her beautiful feet refused to dissipate.
I glanced sideways and was surprised to find a faint, barely visible blush on Mom’s fair cheeks.
Was Mom... shy?
The road ahead was completely blocked. Mom and I were silent for a long time again.
"Lean closer," Mom suddenly said.
"Hmm? What is it?" I obediently moved a bit closer to her.
Mom unbuckled her seatbelt and pressed her upper body toward me.
Watching her breathtakingly beautiful face get closer and closer, my mind went blank instantly. I felt as though my very breath had stopped.