Chapter 11: The Empress and the Little Eunuch

In the room, my mother’s eyes flashed with an uncontrollable anger, her hands crossed in front of her chest, and the chill emanating from her body made me shiver.

“Tell me the truth, how many times have you secretly taken my ... clothes?”

I knelt on the ground, humbly lowered my head and looked at the tip of my mother’s slippers, like an ancient eunuch seeing the emperor, trembling slightly,

“Only this time...”

My voice was as soft as a mosquito, and the mother in front of me was like the legendary Wu Zetian, so I couldn’t look directly at her at this moment, and could only kneel respectfully to respond.

“Once? Have you forgotten the time you stole it not long ago?”

My mother was so angry that she grabbed one of my ears. I grimaced in pain and kept begging for mercy.

“Just these two times, just these two times, please be gentle, it hurts.”

“Now you know it hurts, why didn’t you feel pain when you did these bad things?”

My mother pinched it hard again. I didn’t know how to answer her question. I grinned and tried to relieve the swollen and painful ear.

“What are you thinking about all day?”

My mother let go of my ear, her tone was still cold as frost. I supported myself on the floor and said timidly:

“Mom, I’m just a little curious about women.”

“Curious? Curious to your mother, right?” Mom hit me hard on the head again. Every word she said seemed to carry her anger, making me tremble.

“Give me your phone.”

I looked up, and my mother crossed her arms in front of her chest, with a cold expression and frowned eyebrows, like a statue.

“Ah?”

“What? I asked you to give me your phone!” My mother’s tone did not allow for rejection, so I had to hand the phone to my mother very reluctantly. My mother opened the phone and saw that I had set a password lock, and said coldly:

“Password.”

“Mom~” I didn’t expect my mother to want to check my phone. Although I usually have the habit of browsing without a trace, and those mother-son novels are hidden in folders, but I remember that there are more than ten Japanese AVs in Xunlei. If my mother found out, I don’t know how embarrassing it would be.

“Don’t call me mom, I’m not your mom, what’s the password?”

I knew it would be hard to settle this matter today, so I had to stammer:

“5201314”

Mom glanced at me, then kept flipping through my phone. I quietly looked at Mom’s expression. At first, it was okay, Mom didn’t change, but it seemed that she saw something, and her face gradually became gloomy.

Pa!

I was slapped on the forehead by Mom again. A few drops of sweat appeared on the tip of Mom’s nose. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were twisted into a rope, and her eyes were wide open staring at me. I was scared and had to make a pitiful expression hoping to get Mom’s pity.

“You are not learning well every day. The phone is for you to relax, not for you to watch these ... dirty things!”

Mom put her hands on her waist and panted and scolded, and it seemed that she was very angry.

“From today on, you are not allowed to play with your phone anymore. I will return it to you after the college entrance examination.”

Although I was reluctant, my mother was in a strong position, so I dared not say anything.

“Also, I ask you, besides stealing my clothes, have you ever stolen other people’s clothes?”

“No, really not.” I shook my head repeatedly. Seeing that my mother was still suspicious, I made a gesture and shouted: