Chapter 60: The Maid Outfit and a Mother’s Secret

After a brief playful moment between them, Bai Hao gently patted Aunt Xia’s shapely bottom and chuckled softly.

“Aunt Xia,” he began, “Now that Xia Wei is asleep, shouldn’t you…?”

As he spoke, Bai Hao raised a hand, and a maid outfit, neatly packaged in a bag, materialized in his grasp.

Seeing this, Aunt Xia’s pretty face flushed crimson, for she naturally understood Bai Hao’s mischievous intentions.

She had, by now, become immune to Bai Hao’s ability to conjure clothes out of thin air. Over the past month, she had witnessed far too many of his bizarre and terrifying powers, each more frighteningly potent than the last. Consequently, Aunt Xia had completely lost any will to resist.

Extending a delicate hand, she tremblingly accepted the outfit. Her voice was barely a whisper.

“I-I’ll go take a bath first.”

With that, she scurried towards the bathroom and promptly shut the door, much like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Bai Hao, however, made no move to follow her. After all, the night was long, and Aunt Xia had nowhere to run.

During this brief interlude, Bai Hao approached Aunt Xia’s wardrobe, opening it with a curious, almost critical, gaze.

To his disappointment, Aunt Xia’s wardrobe was filled exclusively with conservative attire, leaving him utterly devoid of desire.

He truly couldn’t fathom Aunt Xia’s thoughts. Despite being such a stunning beauty, she paid absolutely no attention to her fashion.

Fortunately, while rummaging through her things, he discovered a strikingly vibrant rose-colored lipstick, which piqued his interest.

In his memory, Aunt Xia never wore makeup. Even though her bare face was already captivating, Bai Hao eagerly anticipated seeing her even more beautiful.

Meanwhile, Aunt Xia gazed at the maid outfit in her hands, her eyes brimming with shame. Although Bai Hao had coerced her into wearing countless embarrassing outfits over the past month, each time she donned one, a wave of intense humiliation still washed over her.

She couldn’t comprehend where Bai Hao found so many wicked ideas. They were a hundred times more perverse than anything she had ever conceived as a man!

This maid outfit was no exception, still utterly indecent…

After much dawdling, Aunt Xia finally opened the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

Hearing the movement, Bai Hao looked up. He saw Aunt Xia first peeking her head out from behind the door, and only after their gazes met did she hesitantly step out.

Upon seeing Aunt Xia in her full attire, even though he was exceptionally familiar with her, he was still utterly stunned, staring at her without blinking.

Aunt Xia’s voluptuous 1.73-meter figure stretched the already scanty maid outfit taut, emphasizing her curves. Her delicate fingers nervously fidgeted.

Beneath her long, slender legs, encased in black silk stockings, the black stockings ended at a perfectly exquisite point. The apron worn on her upper body had a hemline that precisely covered the suspender buckles and the area above them.

The maid uniform’s top was a pure black blouse. From the blouse, a black pleated skirt flowed, perfectly showcasing Aunt Xia’s fiery and alluring curves, while a large bow adorned her back.

Lowering his gaze further, he saw Aunt Xia wearing a pair of red-soled high heels. The heels were remarkably high yet exquisitely delicate, making Aunt Xia appear even taller and more captivating.

It took Bai Hao a good while to recover his senses. He circled the embarrassed Aunt Xia twice, a look of profound satisfaction on his face, and exclaimed excitedly.

“Aunt Xia, you truly are a treasure.”

Each time she donned a different outfit, it brought him a fresh sense of novelty, making him yearn to tear them off…

Hearing his words, Aunt Xia’s face burned with embarrassment. She whispered.

“Don’t say anything more…”

Bai Hao nodded in profound agreement.

“Indeed, there’s no need for further words,” he declared, “It’s time for action!”

As he spoke, Bai Hao swiftly lifted the alluring mature woman before him and placed her onto the large bed.

“Aunt Xia, how many of our ‘agreements’ do we still have left?”

Bai Hao asked softly, his hands already restless.

Aunt Xia’s pretty face flushed crimson with embarrassment. She found it difficult to voice.

“Th-there are still four hundred and thirty-two times…”

Hearing this, Bai Hao nodded with satisfaction.

“Aunt Xia, your memory is truly excellent,” he praised. “I can barely keep track, yet you remember so clearly. As a reward, I’ll add ten more to our agreements.”

Upon hearing Bai Hao’s words, a flicker of grievance crossed Aunt Xia’s beautiful eyes.

“No, no more additions…”

Her words, however, were utterly futile, and soon, she was beyond caring about the matter.

In that moment, the moon in the sky also seemed to cast a somewhat hazy glow…

***

An hour later.

Aunt Xia, overcome with shyness, opened the bedroom door. Even in the dimness of the night, faint white traces were still visible on her clothes and hair…

Arriving at her daughter’s bedroom door, she hesitated for a long moment, before finally gritting her teeth and pushing the door open to enter.

Strangely enough, the room door closed itself.

Aunt Xia approached her daughter’s bedside, gazing at her sleeping child. A flicker of maternal love shone in her eyes.

But the next moment, Bai Hao’s soft voice echoed.

“Aunt Xia, don’t make a sound,” he whispered, “You wouldn’t want your daughter to wake up, would you?”

Hearing this, Aunt Xia bit her red lips, adorned with the vibrant lipstick Bai Hao had applied, emitting a small, animal-like whimper. Her neatly pinned hair came undone, cascading around her. Soon, her shame was replaced by raw sensation…

***

The following day, Xia Wei, having enjoyed a night of pleasant dreams, awoke. She had dreamt that her mother found a good man, they were about to marry, and she gained a wonderful father.

At this thought, Xia Wei sighed softly.

“It was just a dream, after all.”

Yet, as soon as she stepped out of bed, she instinctively twitched her delicate nose, detecting a strange scent, though it was incredibly faint…

Xia Wei dismissed it, thinking she had imagined the smell, and paid it no mind. She simply walked into the living room, her hair still disheveled.

Aunt Xia watched her daughter emerge, a flicker of guilt instantly crossing her beautiful eyes. Nevertheless, she feigned normalcy.

“Xia Wei, you’re awake,” she said. “Come eat now that you’re up. You have school soon.”

Xia Wei nodded. But as soon as she sat down at the table, she noticed that her mother seemed to be walking rather strangely today.

“Mom, what’s wrong with your foot?”

Aunt Xia paused at the question and quickly replied.

“Oh, that,” she said. “I accidentally twisted it when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night yesterday. I’ve already applied safflower oil.”

Xia Wei nodded, but still felt that something was amiss.

“By the way, Mom,” Xia Wei asked, “do you know why Bai Hao transferred schools? I asked him, but he wouldn’t say. He just told me I’d find out later.”

Hearing this, Aunt Xia felt a pang of guilt.

“H-how would I know?” she stammered. “I’m not familiar with him.”

Xia Wei thought about it and realized it was true. She had been foolish to ask her mother about it. She disliked Bai Hao too much to even care.

But in truth, Aunt Xia did know why Bai Hao had transferred. It was because he wasn’t attending school at all! As a ‘诡’ (supernatural being), he didn’t need to study in the first place.

Moreover, he had dropped out of school solely to torment her daily. In that moment, for some reason, Aunt Xia found herself thinking of an emperor who abandoned his court for the sake of beauty.

She must be losing her mind, to think of such ridiculous things…

Xia Wei finished her breakfast quickly and left for school, much to Aunt Xia’s relief.

She went to her bedroom. On her large bed, a young man now lay, and who else could it be but Bai Hao?

Bai Hao lay sprawled out, sunlight falling on his sharply defined, yet somewhat boyish, face. He looked quite handsome, Aunt Xia thought.

But then, recalling the wicked things he had made her do last night, her eyes once again filled with resentment…