In the middle of the night, while Feng Xian was fast asleep, his bedroom door slowly opened. His mother climbed into his bed and began performing oral sex on him.

  In a daze, Feng Xian felt an incredibly pleasurable sensation.

  “Mmm, oh, oh, oh! So good! Oh, oh, oh!” Feng Xian quickly opened his eyes and pulled down the covers, shocked by what he saw. It was his mother, and he could smell alcohol on her. The pleasure was so intoxicating that he didn’t want to wake her up.

  “Mmm, mmm, mmm… such a great penis… I love it… mmm, mmm, mmm,” Yang Yang slurred, clearly intoxicated.

  “Mom, you seem to really like it. Why don’t I give you more?” Feng Xian said, stripping her naked and ying her ft on the bed. He spread her legs and thrust his penis deep inside her.

  “Ah, ah, ah! Such a thick penis! Ah, ah, ah! It feels amazing! Ah, ah, ah! More, I want more, ah, ah, ah!” Yang Yang murmured, her vision blurry from alcohol.

  “Ah, ah, ah! Mom, your vagina is so wet! Is this because you’ve been craving it for so long? You came into my room yourself, ah, ah, ah!” Feng Xian thrust vigorously, holding her legs up.

  Yang Yang pyed with her breasts, her face filled with pleasure. Feng Xian lifted her foot and kissed it gently, sucking on her big toe. This sent shivers through Yang Yang, causing her vagina to tighten around his penis, making the experience even more intense.

  After about fifteen minutes, Feng Xian felt himself reaching climax. He leaned over her, holding her tightly as he ejacuted deeply inside her.

  “Ah! Ah! Ah! The hot semen is inside me!” Yang Yang cried out in pleasure.

  After finishing, Feng Xian y down, and Yang Yang hugged him contentedly, falling asleep. Feng Xian covered them with the bnket and also drifted off to sleep, feeling happy seeing his mother’s adorable face.

  The next morning, Yang Yang woke up in a man’s arms and was shocked to realize it was Feng Xian.

  “Ah! Feng Xian, how… how could this happen?” Yang Yang sat up abruptly, covering herself with the bnket, her face filled with shame.

  “I… I don’t remember anything that happened yesterday because of the alcohol. Son, I… I didn’t mean for this to happen… it’s so embarrassing!” Yang Yang quickly got dressed and quietly left the room.

  That morning, Yang Yang didn’t make breakfast, staying in her room out of embarrassment. Feng Xian and his sister just had some quick snacks. When Yang Hong came to pick him up for school, Feng Xian left with her.

  At school, Feng Xian thought about his pn to raise funds. The two cssmates who had been released from the casino were now behaving much more obediently. MengMeng noticed that Feng Xian seemed different from usual.

  During recess, after everyone left the cssroom, MengMeng turned to Feng Xian.

  “Let’s take a walk near the pyground. What do you think?”

  “Okay,” Feng Xian agreed, though he found MengMeng’s suggestion unusual. Typically, MengMeng wouldn’t initiate such activities unless he asked her first.

  The pyground was quiet, with most students heading to the small shop. MengMeng stopped and looked up at him, her eyes soft and warm.

  “Feng Xian, do you have any difficulties or… financial troubles?” MengMeng asked gently.

  Feng Xian was surprised.

  “You… how did you know? Who told you? It’s not like I’ve mentioned this to anyone.” Feng Xian’s eyes widened in disbelief, staring at MengMeng.

  “Haha, I can tell by your expression. You seem troubled about money, and it’s probably a significant amount. Can you tell me about it?” MengMeng asked warmly.

  After some consideration, Feng Xian expined his situation.

  “I urgently need 50,000 yuan to buy a warehouse full of coats. I only have 10,000 right now and need another 40,000. This is what’s been troubling me.”

  MengMeng smiled.

  “Wow, what a great opportunity! Let me join you. I’ll invest the 40,000.”

  “This… there’s something I need to make clear first. Even if we make a profit, I won’t be able to give you a rge share because I need this money to repay a debt. You need to think carefully,” Feng Xian expined awkwardly.

  “Okay, how about this? After you make the money, you can return my 40,000, and we’ll consider the rest as a thank-you for treating me well. Does that sound good, Feng Xian?” MengMeng suggested, walking beside him.

  “Of course!” Feng Xian agreed quickly.

  The school bell rang, signaling the end of recess.

  “Css is starting. I’ll transfer the money to your account this afternoon,” MengMeng said, walking ahead of him.

  MengMeng was indeed from a wealthy family, treating 40,000 yuan like pocket change. That afternoon, the money was transferred to Feng Xian’s account. Feng Xian then went to the warehouse and negotiated with the owner.

  The owner, desperate to clear out the inventory before the lease expired, agreed to sell the 10,000 coats at the low price of 5 yuan each. Feng Xian secured the deal after hours of negotiation.

  Feng Xian then contacted the school principal, seizing the opportunity to supply the new high school uniforms. The timing was perfect, as the school was about to pce orders for the next year’s uniforms.

  The principal inspected the coats and was impressed with their quality.

  “One piece for just 20 yuan? Your uncle’s warehouse has 10,000 of these, and the quality is exceptional. I’ll take all 10,000 pieces. Please provide your uncle’s bank details, and I’ll transfer the 200,000 yuan after verifying the stock,” the principal agreed without hesitation.

  Feng Xian was surprised by how smoothly the deal went. He had expected the price to be negotiated down to at least 18 yuan but was thrilled with the principal’s quick agreement.

  With this deal, Feng Xian earned his first fortune, even though it was primarily to repay his debt. It also showcased his keen business sense.

  Deep beneath the capital city, in a secret underground base, an AI doctor was conducting experiments to achieve human immortality. The base held over 100 clones used for genetic research, aiming to extend human lifespan to 300 years and slow aging. The key to this research was a substance called D-Long, extracted from the DNA of mutated clones.

  However, the mutated clones resembled monstrous creatures: dark brown skin, horse-like hooves, shark-like teeth, glowing red eyes with golden pupils, and a fccid penis that still measured 8 centimeters long. The base was guarded by 20 robotic guards, and the research team consisted of female scientists. Their daily routine involved developing synthetic drugs and injecting them into the clones to obtain new DNA samples.

  The first successful mutated clone, named D-Long, had blood that defied further genetic breakthroughs. Other clones injected with D-Long’s genes died within two days. The clones had no emotions or thoughts, living like domesticated animals, only eating and sleeping.

  “Zi Ya, the progress has completely stalled. Is it possible that human lifespan has already reached its maximum limit?” the AI doctor asked coldly.

  *AI Doctor: An intelligent robot, leader of the future division, responsible for development and innovation. After centuries of development, it has acquired human-like emotions and holds a high rank in the military.*

  Zi Ya slowly reviewed the research.

  “This is a groundbreaking achievement that can’t be accomplished overnight. The st breakthrough took hundreds of years of relentless effort to achieve the current human lifespan of 300 years,” Zi Ya comforted her.

  *Zi Ya: Female, 180 cm tall, 200 years old but appears 30, voluptuous figure, elegant appearance, E-cup, wears gsses, doctoral researcher.*

  The AI doctor nodded and left the b. Zi Ya continued her genetic research, which was crucial for her own ambitions. Who wouldn’t want to achieve immortality?

  That night, after Feng Xian and his mother crossed the final line, Yang Yang was completely captivated by him. As she y in bed, she heard a knock on the door.

  “Who is it?”

  “It’s me, Feng Xian. I couldn’t sleep and wanted to chat with Mom.”

  “It’s so te. Let’s talk tomorrow… Son, go to sleep. You have school tomorrow.”

  The door creaked open. Feng Xian entered, sat by her bed, and began talking. Yang Yang, wearing a silk camisole and panties, sat up nervously, clutching the bnket to her chest.

  “Son… I said we could talk tomorrow. Why are you still here? Go back to sleep.” Yang Yang pleaded, avoiding eye contact.

  “What’s the big deal? You came to my room st night, and we had a great time together. Why pretend like it never happened?” Feng Xian said with a lecherous grin, staring at her.

  Yang Yang, still hopeful to undo what had happened, continued to beg.

  “Feng Xian… Mommy wasn’t in her right mind st night because of the alcohol. Let’s pretend it never happened, okay?”

  Feng Xian slowly crawled toward her, his hand caressing her face. Yang Yang didn’t pull away, and as his lips approached, she finally surrendered. Feng Xian pushed the bnket aside, touched her inner thighs, and pulled her panties down to her knees, beginning to fondle her.

  Yang Yang’s st line of defense crumbled, and she let go of the bnket, allowing Feng Xian to take full control.