"Xiao Li...Let's make love," Yue Li said while looking at him.
Han Li was slightly startled but looked back at her and smiled.
To think she would be the one to be proactive this time around.
He gently caressed her head and asked, "Mom, are you feeling insecure?"
Yue Li squirmed in his embrace and brought her face infront of him and said, "Yes, I am feeling a bit insecure... No...I am feeling quite scared. I almost feel as if I am slowly losing you and I don't like it one bit."
Han Li pecked her nose gently and didn't speak for a second. He could feel her plentiful boobs pushing against his chest and her hands on his collar.
He could feel her scent. He could feel her heartbeats echo against his own and he could feel the genuine worry that was written all over her face.
For her, he was all that she had. If she lost him, it was all over. There was no more meaning to her life.