The Road to a Divine Harem Starting with a Stepmom Companion

Chapter 25: The Passionate Dance of the Neighborly Tutor Mom

Illustrations!

That’s right! Although the stepmom was a full-time caregiver who stayed at home to support him, she also had her own source of income. She took freelance commissions online, creating original artwork for clients. What started as a hobby has turned into a fairly lucrative side gig.

When she got busy with her work, Cao Shaoyang didn’t want to disturb her.

After watching short videos on the couch for a while, he turned off the living room lights and headed to his bedroom.

Having just returned from the bathhouse and already taken several showers that day, he skipped his usual pre-bedtime wash. He undressed, got into bed, and picked up his phone to check his messages on WeChat.

Sure enough, Aunt An Yu Wei had already sent him several messages.

First, there was a photo of a table laden with delicious dishes, followed by a selfie of her posing beside the food. Below the photos were a few messages:

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: Thank you, Shaoyang, my sweet little brother, for preparing this lovely dinner for me. You’re so thoughtful!

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: Auntie loves you! (Image attached)

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: But why didn’t you wake me before you left?

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill: This feast is too much for me to finish alone. I’d love for you to keep me company next time!

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: What do you think of this outfit? (Images attached)

When Shaoyang opened the pictures and zoomed in, his breathing became noticeably heavier.

The first image showed a maid outfit modeled on a curvy figure. The second image featured fluffy cat ear headbands and a coiled cat tail accessory.

Normally, Shaoyang wouldn’t be this flustered, but Aunt An knew him too well. The suggestiveness of the maid outfit far outdid the playful accessories.

The so-called maid outfit barely qualified—it was skimpy enough to fall into the ranks of erotic clothing. Shaoyang wondered how such a design even passed moderation. The outfit was reduced to mere scraps of fabric strategically placed, with fluffy trim seemingly the only thing holding it together.

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: Do you think the maid outfit looks nice? Auntie just ordered it. Next time you come over for dinner, I’ll wear it for you!

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: But there’s a slight problem—the store doesn’t carry sizes large enough for Auntie, so I had to get the biggest one they had. I’m not sure if it will fit…

Attached was another selfie—this one more provocative, with her hands strategically covering her upper body.

If circumstances allowed, Shaoyang would have flown to her side immediately. He hadn’t expected Aunt An to be so playful and daring.

She was indeed a certified “expert,” though her execution could use some refinement. Still, this playful awkwardness was part of her charm. Not everyone could master such bold moves, after all.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: I’m so full! But now I’m feeling really sleepy. It’s all your fault for exhausting me earlier. No naughty chats tonight—I need my rest to recover. Next time, I’ll definitely have you wrapped around my finger!

[Night Rain’s Gentle Chill]: You haven’t replied, so I guess you’re busy. Auntie can’t stay awake any longer. Sweet dreams in advance, my dear!

Looking at her messages, Shaoyang felt a pang of regret.

It was such a pity—he had missed this “departure” and the chance to board.

Though he knew Aunt An had likely gone to sleep, he still replied with a goodnight emoji before closing their chat. Then he opened another conversation.

[Blooming Wealth]: Did you make it home safely, Shaoyang? Let Auntie know when you do!

[Wei Wu the Great]: ’ Kiss for Auntie Yu! I’m home and just finished eating.

He waited a while but didn’t receive a reply. Auntie Yu Na must have put her phone aside and gone back to work.

Even though neither aunt was free to chat, Shaoyang didn’t feel disappointed.

He opened TikTok again and started scrolling through short videos.

As he scrolled, a live stream popped up on his screen. He almost swiped past it but instinctively went back to take another look.

Upon closer inspection, his guess was right—the live streamer was none other than the neighborly tutor mom he had just followed earlier that evening.

He tapped into the live stream. On screen, she was dancing to the rhythm of the music, performing a high-energy self-choreographed routine.

Her strapless white top highlighted her impressive curves, with her prominent cleavage making a striking impression. She paired it with tight-fitting denim jeans—so tight that they must have been a struggle to put on. The jeans accentuated her long, slender legs and shapely hips, clinging so closely to her skin that no noticeable lines or marks were visible.

It was clear—she was either not wearing anything underneath or had on something as minimal as a thong.

She danced passionately in high-heeled sandals, fully captivating the live audience with her energy and allure.