Chapter 13

Time passes like water, and another summer is coming

Over the past year, I have become more and more attached to my mother. A child as old as me should be the rebellious period, but my rebellious period has passed

So, whenever I have the chance, I stick to my mother. Now I think about it, it's really funny

Following my mother's butt all day long, it should be something that preschool children do... Haha

Many classmates have already started dating

But I really have no interest in female students of the same age, my mother is really outstanding

Beautiful, gentle, exudes the charm of a woman

This is the woman Ah, how can you little yellow-haired girls compare to?

More beautiful, my feelings for my mother became stronger and stronger, but it was still very hazy at that time. I only knew that no matter what I did for my mother, I was willing to be willing to be bothered, my son was for my mother, and the boy was for my first love.

As a student, I can only study hard, although under such motivation, I can stay first in every exam

But I have been through these few opportunities to get my mother in a daze. Although I thought to kiss her, every time I touch my mother's lips, I feel dizzy and my mind is always blank afterwards

With the arrival of summer, the high school entrance examination has not been long and the weather is getting hotter

Move the bed to my mother's room again and prepare to turn on the air conditioner to spend the summer

That night I got home from self-study. My mother turned on the air conditioner. After I took a shower and entered the room, the room was still very hot.

Mom fiddling with the remote control: Strange... It's useless for a year, it's broken? Close the doors and windows tightly, my mother's face turned red with hot red, and a piece of sweat was oozing out.

I'm sweating too, but the air conditioner hasn't worked properly

Finally, my mother gave up: Forget it, I'll ask someone to come and practice tomorrow, maybe I need to add snow seeds

It's really unhappy. Even if I can only see my mother sleeping, it's good. Since I moved back to my room last fall, I have never seen my mother's sleeping position... But today the air conditioner is no longer working, so I had to look at my mother in disappointment: Then I'll move the bed back

Mom quickly called me: Don't move Xiaolei, just go to bed this night. It's past ten o'clock. You have to get up early tomorrow. It's not cost-effective if you're not sleeping well.

The exam is about to happen, I know my mother is getting more and more nervous, although I keep taking the first place

But this is the first hurdle in life after all. There is a big gap between being admitted to a key high school and ordinary high school, and my mother is not able to pay a huge school choice fee.

I could only set up an electric fan, but my mother still pulled up the bed sheet to cover it. It was so conservative. Wouldn't it get hot?

Forget it, just that night, I held back nothing and said

I woke up by urine in the early morning, got up and turned on the lights, went to the bathroom

I only noticed when I returned to my room that my mother was sleeping well and kicked off the sheet but didn't know

Lying on the side, curled up slightly, with soft black hair scattered by the pillow, long eyelashes covering the eyes

There was a smile on her face, with a charming expression, one hand on her plump breast, the other hand between her legs, the bottom of her lower abdomen...

I couldn't help swallowing. My mother is so charming. My little brother can call her big cock, because as I grow up, I feel a lot of instinct harden.

I was looking at my mother stupidly, and suddenly I heard my mother murmuring and spitting out two words: Xiaowei...

I was shocked and quickly turned off the lights and climbed onto my own bed

At this time, my mother seemed to turn over and screamed softly: Xiaowei...

Who is Xiaowei?

Is it my dad?

Mom probably didn't look for talents...it should be my dad

Mom dreamed of dad Ah, what does my dad look like?

Where is he?

Why did my mother give birth to me when she was less than seventeen years old?

Why has my dad never come to see me?

Dad, I don't know what you look like, I haven't seen you, but I know you're a bastard

Mom has worked so hard and lonely for so many years. I am still dreaming about you. Do you know?

I was laughed at since I was a child and I have never enjoyed fatherly love. Now my personality is so persistent that I am almost paranoid. Do you know?

I'm fine, my mother loves me very much, I have someone to love, so I have a healthy personality

But mom...mom is so pitiful!

Although I have become a little sensible in the past two years, and have learned to love and care about my mother, what can replace my husband's feelings for his wife?

Mom is so beautiful, such a good woman should have a sweet love Ah

Dad, you bastard

I have never had an impression of my ancestors...Mom, what kind of life have you lived over the years?

Thinking about the experience of kissing my mother several times, I suddenly felt bold and thought: Maybe, can I make up for this gap in my mother?

Unfortunately, we are mother and son...

As long as my mother is happy, she will definitely wait until I become an adult before considering her own happiness...

Mother and son... so what about mother and son

Who cares when my mother is lonely?

When my mother sang a sad song alone, who knew the pain in her heart?

Thinking about it, I fell asleep in a daze