บท 207: Marks*

Seeing that the golden-pupiled mature beauty nods to his suggestion, Su Xiaotian smiles at her again, seeing his handsome face making her entire body stiff, making her wonder what the feeling currently in her entire body is, something that she never experienced in her entire life.

"You're beautiful, Second Mother…" using his right hand to lift her chin up a bit more, the immortal-like young man stated as he scans the golden-pupiled beauty's face, having not a single trace of blemish upon her porcelain skin, making her appear not a single day older than thirty.

Hearing her stepson calling her like that while looking at her with such eyes, Bai Anxin couldn't help but feel really conflicted, the fear of breaking the taboo seemingly working to increase the overwhelming pleasure of committing intimate actions with the young man even more.