Chapter 3: The teacher called

“I told you to do your homework but you either wandered around or fell asleep. Did you ignore my words?”

I woke up from my sleep. I didn’t know when my mother came back. She stood beside me with her hands on her waist and an angry face. She sat up and explained a little aggrieved:

“I have been doing it. I just lay down and took a nap because I was too tired. If you don’t believe me, look at the questions I did.”

My mother glanced at the homework book in front of me with suspicion and found that I had written a lot. Her face was a little unnatural. Maybe she felt embarrassed. She pinched my ear and scolded:

“You dare to talk back, right? I haven’t settled the score with you for today!”

Okay! Anyway, all reasons pale in the face of absolute force.

I kept silent and ignored my mother pinching my ear. After a few seconds, my mother let go of her hand. Perhaps she felt that the lesson was too harsh. She coughed and said:

“You didn’t listen when I told you to find food for yourself when you were hungry, and I had to worry about you. I cooked a bowl of noodles for you. Go eat and go to sleep.”

Of course I knew that I should not ask for more. Since my mother took the initiative to soften her tone, I had to take the opportunity to smile at her:

“Huh-”

I stood up, and my feet were numb in an instant. My legs softened and I fell forward. When my mother screamed, I fell on her and felt a softness and fragrance in my nose.

“What are you doing?”

My mother scolded me, and I realized that my hand was on her chest. Before I could feel the softness, she pushed me away with disgust.

“You are just like a child, acting rashly.”

“Hey, my feet are numb, my feet are numb.”

While eating the egg noodles cooked by my mother, I kept thinking about the softness I just felt, and I felt guilty but couldn’t stop.

Alas, if I could marry my mother in this life~ I was so disappointed. I knew it was impossible. It was not allowed by ethics or law. If my mother knew, I would definitely break my legs.

“Go to bed after eating. I’ll rest first.”

Mom came out of the bathroom in a white bathrobe. Her slightly wet hair was a little messy and dangling. Her skin was as smooth and white as mutton-fat jade. Her delicate collarbone was clearly visible under her swan neck. Her breasts were high, and a ravine was revealed above her bathrobe. Her legs were plump and slender, white and rosy, and there was a trace of heat coming out of her body.

I was a little stunned. This scene, like a beauty coming out of the bath, deeply pierced my heart. It was so beautiful. I felt guilty and lowered my head and kept eating. Mom looked at me with some doubts and went back to the bedroom.

The next day, I went to school as usual, but I was absent-minded, always thinking about my mother in her bathrobe.

“Fang Xiaoyu! What are you daydreaming about?”

The math teacher hit me on the head with a piece of chalk.

“You were asked to go home yesterday, so you don’t remember it, right? The midterm exam is next week. Can you pay more attention to your studies? I think your study status is getting worse and worse. Do you want me to talk to your mother?”

“No, Teacher Wang, I was wrong. I will definitely concentrate and try to do well in the exam.”

A week passed, and I couldn’t forget my mother’s graceful figure. Every time I saw my mother, I felt guilty and didn’t dare to look at her. My mother thought I had made a mistake again and kept asking questions until I promised that I hadn’t made any mistakes.

The day after the monthly exam, I returned home and found that my father was back. My father is the department director of a listed company in the neighboring city. Because of work, he basically only goes home once every one or two months.

“My son is back.”

Dad sat on the sofa, put down his phone and called me. I answered and walked into the house. Mom was cooking in the kitchen. When she saw me coming back, she said softly for the first time:

“Put away your schoolbag, wash your hands and eat. I’ll make spicy chicken for you today.”

I knew it was because Dad came back. Although Mom and Dad didn’t look very close, they were also respectful to each other. I must have missed Dad after not seeing him for so long.

Seeing that Mom was in much better spirits, I felt guilty. I actually had unspeakable thoughts about her. If Mom knew, how disappointed she would be!