After carrying a few packs of things into the room, I was so tired that I was sweating
Before I could light the cigarette, my mother followed me in, holding a cardboard box in her hand
Mom, there is no boiling water, just order it... I handed over a bottle of mineral water
But my mother didn't answer, her curved eyebrows squeezed against her eyebrows, and she paced around the room less than 30 square meters.
With such poor conditions, how can people live? My mother muttered to herself, and a faint resentment appeared in her tone...
Nothing! I have grown up and have to learn to take care of everything! I comforted softly, opened a few cardboard boxes, took out the utensils inside and lined them up on the bed
Mom sighed quietly and stopped talking
I quickly put my hair behind my head, went to the balcony to change my slippers, rolled up my trousers, and helped me to mop the floor
There are only two rooms, and it seems that the previous owner is pretty good, and it is kept clean overall
I only brought some simple utensils, and soon I finished cleaning the room with my mother.
It was getting late, so my mother and I went to the small restaurant downstairs for dinner
I ordered a few side dishes at will, but my mother and I didn't talk to each other
This time I proposed to move out too suddenly. My mother always suspected that it was because she was separated from her and she had always been a little nervous.
I really want to make a swearing. All this has something to do with her, but it is definitely not because of my relationship with my mother.
The atmosphere was a little relaxed after the dishes were served. Maybe my mother was a little tired. During the meal, she kept repeating the precautions for living alone.
Looking at my mother's caring and loving look, I almost wanted to move back immediately, but in the end I forced myself to suppress this idea.
It was almost dark after dinner, and my mother had to go up and sit down. I couldn't have to accompany her on it.
The water heater seems to be not easy to use, and the kitchen utensils are not complete. Mom will buy you some more... and you must close the door when you sleep at night. Now the world... Mom said as she said that her eyes were a little sore, and she quietly wiped it with her hands on her back.
Mom, don't worry! I'm not going to go to your place on the weekend, and it's not all around the world to be separated from our house... I feel like my words are a little choked and I can hardly continue to say it
The traces of time unknowingly climbed up my mother's cheeks, and there were some subtle lines on the corners of her eyes and lips. It seemed that in just a few days, my mother had a few silver threads on her hair... After a long time of persuasion, she finally left my hut.
I will live alone in the future, although this is not a complete independence, after all, my mother and I are still in the same city, and I promised her to go to her once she rests.
After seeing off my mother, I looked at the decoration carefully again. This will be my little nest from now on. I felt refreshed and my fatigue was wiped out.
Connect the computer power supply, call up a hidden binder, and examine the photos inside one by one.
These are all photos of mothers, with life photos and stills
After enjoying it, I chose a close-up of my face and set it to wallpaper. This is the benefit of moving it out. I dare not do this at home.
The mother on the screen was wearing an ancient costume headdress and pursed her lips and smiled, her face was covered with thick eyeshadows, and her clear pupils showed an attractive look.
The lipstick applied on the lips emits a bright light, making it look plump and moist, and delicate
I found myself showing signs of losing control again, and sighed and opened the notepad
On the 12th of March, I finally moved out of the home that made me feel guilty on the first Saturday after the March 8th Festival
Mom doesn’t know why I moved out until today, but how can I tell you?
Dear Mom... Just now, the moment you rolled up your trousers and bent down to mop the floor, your white soles and uppers opened and closed, and I almost couldn't help but want to pounce on you and untie your trouser belt and insert your genitals into the place where I gave birth to me.
You usually wear so conservatively, and in hot weather, you also have long clothes and trousers, but as long as your mature and feminine body approaches me, I will breathe rapidly
Many times when you go home and change into slippers to show off your white and clear feet, it’s enough!
As long as you expose a little bit, my lower body will become erect quickly. Especially when you lift your buttocks and tiptoe to hang your bag on the clothes hanger, I can't hold you from behind and tie each other's genitals tightly together by the wall...
This feeling is getting stronger and stronger. I am very scared. I am afraid that one night I will not be able to control myself. I will go in and press my body on your mature body when you are sleeping... Oh! I thought that the lower body will swell again. I know that this is not what you should do. You are my mother...
Before I could light the cigarette, my mother followed me in, holding a cardboard box in her hand
Mom, there is no boiling water, just order it... I handed over a bottle of mineral water
But my mother didn't answer, her curved eyebrows squeezed against her eyebrows, and she paced around the room less than 30 square meters.
With such poor conditions, how can people live? My mother muttered to herself, and a faint resentment appeared in her tone...
Nothing! I have grown up and have to learn to take care of everything! I comforted softly, opened a few cardboard boxes, took out the utensils inside and lined them up on the bed
Mom sighed quietly and stopped talking
I quickly put my hair behind my head, went to the balcony to change my slippers, rolled up my trousers, and helped me to mop the floor
There are only two rooms, and it seems that the previous owner is pretty good, and it is kept clean overall
I only brought some simple utensils, and soon I finished cleaning the room with my mother.
It was getting late, so my mother and I went to the small restaurant downstairs for dinner
I ordered a few side dishes at will, but my mother and I didn't talk to each other
This time I proposed to move out too suddenly. My mother always suspected that it was because she was separated from her and she had always been a little nervous.
I really want to make a swearing. All this has something to do with her, but it is definitely not because of my relationship with my mother.
The atmosphere was a little relaxed after the dishes were served. Maybe my mother was a little tired. During the meal, she kept repeating the precautions for living alone.
Looking at my mother's caring and loving look, I almost wanted to move back immediately, but in the end I forced myself to suppress this idea.
It was almost dark after dinner, and my mother had to go up and sit down. I couldn't have to accompany her on it.
The water heater seems to be not easy to use, and the kitchen utensils are not complete. Mom will buy you some more... and you must close the door when you sleep at night. Now the world... Mom said as she said that her eyes were a little sore, and she quietly wiped it with her hands on her back.
Mom, don't worry! I'm not going to go to your place on the weekend, and it's not all around the world to be separated from our house... I feel like my words are a little choked and I can hardly continue to say it
The traces of time unknowingly climbed up my mother's cheeks, and there were some subtle lines on the corners of her eyes and lips. It seemed that in just a few days, my mother had a few silver threads on her hair... After a long time of persuasion, she finally left my hut.
I will live alone in the future, although this is not a complete independence, after all, my mother and I are still in the same city, and I promised her to go to her once she rests.
After seeing off my mother, I looked at the decoration carefully again. This will be my little nest from now on. I felt refreshed and my fatigue was wiped out.
Connect the computer power supply, call up a hidden binder, and examine the photos inside one by one.
These are all photos of mothers, with life photos and stills
After enjoying it, I chose a close-up of my face and set it to wallpaper. This is the benefit of moving it out. I dare not do this at home.
The mother on the screen was wearing an ancient costume headdress and pursed her lips and smiled, her face was covered with thick eyeshadows, and her clear pupils showed an attractive look.
The lipstick applied on the lips emits a bright light, making it look plump and moist, and delicate
I found myself showing signs of losing control again, and sighed and opened the notepad
On the 12th of March, I finally moved out of the home that made me feel guilty on the first Saturday after the March 8th Festival
Mom doesn’t know why I moved out until today, but how can I tell you?
Dear Mom... Just now, the moment you rolled up your trousers and bent down to mop the floor, your white soles and uppers opened and closed, and I almost couldn't help but want to pounce on you and untie your trouser belt and insert your genitals into the place where I gave birth to me.
You usually wear so conservatively, and in hot weather, you also have long clothes and trousers, but as long as your mature and feminine body approaches me, I will breathe rapidly
Many times when you go home and change into slippers to show off your white and clear feet, it’s enough!
As long as you expose a little bit, my lower body will become erect quickly. Especially when you lift your buttocks and tiptoe to hang your bag on the clothes hanger, I can't hold you from behind and tie each other's genitals tightly together by the wall...
This feeling is getting stronger and stronger. I am very scared. I am afraid that one night I will not be able to control myself. I will go in and press my body on your mature body when you are sleeping... Oh! I thought that the lower body will swell again. I know that this is not what you should do. You are my mother...