One evening, after school, I continued to run to my mother's principal's office as usual. Now my mother no longer cares about whether others will know that I am her son. Even so, I did not make too much noise. Under my deliberate low-key, except for some faculty and staff on the same floor of the office with my mother, not many people know that I am the principal's son. As for why the faculty and staff on the same floor know, after all, I go in and out of my mother's office almost every day, so it's strange if I don't know!
What surprised me was that my mother was actually packing things. It seemed that she was preparing to go home from get off work. This was the first time in my life that I came to my mother's office. My mother was not working hard. You should know that my mother still worked very late after school! Our school staff had to come to work regardless of classes or not. The time for get off work was just like we delayed half an hour after school. As the principal, as the principal, it would be enough to ask the subordinates to do it. This was how Li Heqing did it before. Most of the affairs of the school were controlled by my mother and several vice principals. Only some major decisions would the principal make the decision.
Yiran met a serious and responsible principal like her mother, who had to do everything herself. According to her mother's words, this is her favorite job. If she has no motivation to do what she likes, then what's the point of living? I have no choice but to have such a workaholic mother. Even if I don't want her to work, I have to let her go. I work with her mother until very late every day.
However, in order to save time with my mother at night, I also do my homework while working. My mother is there, and my mother is tutoring me. My academic performance has not fallen at all. I can even get along with my mother while climbing up. Even though I accidentally see my mother's body, which makes me bleeding from my nose and hot but can't get up. This feeling of pain and happiness is simply a life-threatening thing!
I walked up to my mother and asked in confusion: Mom, are you...?
Xiaofeng? You are so good. I will help my mother print a document and wait for her to take it home. My mother glanced at me and said to me casually
Oh, okay, just mom, why did you get off work so early today?
That's right. Your father just called me and said that he would come back today. Uncle Jingming, your father's good friend, also happened to be a guest today, so he went back early today. Fortunately, there was nothing to do today, and the remaining documents were the same when he went home tonight. Mom paused and handed me a few folders and said: You went to the computer room next to help mom copy these documents. Remember that they didn't lose them. These are all very important government documents.
I responded and walked out of the office with the folder in my arms. I had a very vague impression. It seemed that I had heard of it before. My memory was not very deep, but one thing that made me care more was that my father was back.
My father is a long-distance bus driver. He often doesn't come back for several days. Sometimes it's normal that he doesn't come back for more than ten days when the passenger is full. Even if he comes back, he just takes a shower and changes his clothes and then continues to set off.
This time, my father was very rare for half a month to drive. After all, there are very few cases of overtime work and loading. It is difficult to have a few times a year or two unless it is the Spring Festival or a large holiday, or if the school starts and leaves school after school.
For example, this time, it is not a holiday. It is really unprecedented. It seems that some elderly tour group had a booked their father’s car as a tourist pickup and drop-off truck some time ago!
What worries me is my mother. Although my mother and I seem to be in a passionate relationship now, I am not at all worried about my mother's personality. There are too many uncertainties about my mother's ability to agree to me at the beginning.
Now that my father is back, my mother has a sustenance for her feelings. Will I not need me anymore?
It’s okay when my father is away. When my mother faces her father in real terms, will she still maintain a relationship with me indifferently with her mother’s personality? The choice between me and my father, as a representative of traditional women, is like a virtuous and virtuous woman in ancient times. For women in ancient times, husband is equal to heaven, and everything about her husband is equal to everything what the mother will make at that time. You can know what the mother’s choice will be like without guessing.
It’s not that I don’t have confidence in the love between my mother and my mother, but happiness comes too suddenly. I never thought that my mother would accept me. Becoming my lover. Even though the previous process was a little twists and turns, it’s simply unbelievable for a mother who adheres to her duties and traditions to fall in love with my son.
Because of this, I lack security in my relationship with my mother, and I always feel that my mother will leave me one day
I have never been in love and had a girlfriend. I don’t know how to run a relationship, and I don’t know how to make my mother devote herself to me. All I can do is instinctive panic and at a loss.
Did my mother and I end here? Is it going to end before it even started... The photocopier sizzled, and the paper slowly slipped out one by one. I was alone in front of the photocopier with huge physical skills... melancholy...
On the way back, I was depressed and couldn't say anything. My mother was infected with my depression. I felt a little strange. She usually went home with me, not only was she excited, but she was at least very happy. She always thought of ways to take advantage of her. Today, she was so quiet, and she didn't look like me at all.
Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Do you have any worries? Can you tell your mother?
I... Faced with my mother's concern, I subconsciously wanted to say the worries in my heart to my mother. The words were already coming out, but they were stuck in my throat and could not speak anyway. It's nothing, but I just don't understand some of the test questions that the teacher talked about today. I just don't understand very well.
Mom chuckled slightly, don’t rush and take it slowly. Learning is not something that can be created in one step, it is accumulated bit by bit, so don’t be too nervous, it’s better to relax your mindset.
I got it. I answered my mother perfunctorily, but the sorrow in my eyes was not reduced. I looked at my mother who was full of infinite charm around me. The beauty and pretty under the black framed glasses, the towering chest on her proud chest, the deep bee waist, the curved and slender body with fat buttocks and golden ratio, and the charming and slender black silk legs. Jiran's mother was not wearing high heels today, but her tall figure has been naturally decorated. Even if there is no need for too much contrast, her mother's beauty is still gorgeous and elegant.
Such a beautiful mother, but I can only exist as a mother in the future. What a torment for me
What do I feel loved if I am beloved in addition to hugging tightly
Let your hands loosen up along the way
Who believes that you care about me if the defect is widened, it will be separated at any time
Everyone knows how gentle this belief is to be held tightly, and behind the reluctance to give up, I am afraid that I will be possessed...
... From Zhilin Zhang's ten fingers
In the evening, my father hasn't come back yet, while my mother is cooking alone in the kitchen. I hid in the room alone, sitting in front of the table, looking at the homework book on the table, but I haven't even opened it.
Suddenly, the sound of loud speech came from outside. I opened the door and walked out. It turned out that my father led his friend back. He followed his father into the house behind him. He was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as his father. However, compared with his father, the man who came looked thinner and had a medium figure and was not good-looking. The difference is that the man has a very good face, full heaven and plump people with this face as jade. No matter how bad his fate is, he will not be much worse.
Xiaofeng, don’t stand stupidly, come over and say hello to Uncle Jingming
Oh, when I heard my father's words, I immediately went up to me and said respectfully: Hello Uncle Jingming
Ah, this is Xiaofeng! I almost couldn't recognize him when I grew so tall all of a sudden. The man who called Uncle Jingming was surprised when he saw me and said, "I will be taller than your father in a few years."
I smiled and responded to this kind of greeting among acquaintances. Suddenly, a female voice came from outside the door. I saw a fashionable woman walking in from outside the door, holding many bags and boxes of gifts in her hand.
Uncle Jingming hurriedly took it over and handed it to his father: Lao Xia, this is the plum wine brewed by a friend of mine. It is more mellow and delicious than the ones I bought outside. I have always treasured it at home and I am reluctant to drink it. Today I come here, so let’s have a good time. You shouldn’t have to leave the car tomorrow!
Hey, I just came back today! I have been resting these days, drink whatever you want tonight
OK, I won't get into Shuxian's bed tonight
You guy, you like to talk nonsense when you are happy, and there are children here! As soon as Uncle Jing Ming finished speaking, he was poked by the woman next to him, rolled his eyes and told him not to talk nonsense.
It caused my father to laugh, and I was wondering if I should leave Ah!
Then the fashionable woman handed a box to Uncle Jingming, and almost forgot that this was some wild Cordyceps sinensis and wild ginseng. It was mixed with some Angelica and wolfberry to stew it together. It was very good for women to nourish yin and nourish the skin. You can take it to Shuxian!
I said, "You Lao Cai, you really come here and buy something, and you buy such expensive supplements. I won't want it. Take it back and give it to Huiying for food!" Dad told me that the box was pushed back to Uncle Jingming and Uncle Jingming.
Huiying's family still has it! Don't worry! I think I've taken too little, so you can take it quickly, or I'll go back
The two big men just urged each other, and finally the mother walked out of the kitchen and took the box and they were willing to give up. This made the mother and the fashionable woman smile, laughing at the two big men.
My father brought Uncle Jingming and the woman to the living room, and as the master's son..., of course, I was responsible for making tea and water! Only then did I get the impression of Uncle Jingming from the depths of the sponge body of my brain
Uncle Jingming's real name is Cai Jingming. He is his father's old classmate and best friend. He is a bit like Fatty Xu and I.
However, my father's feelings in that era should be more innocent, and there were not many other colors of interest and color to incorporate, but this uncle Jingming's life was good. Taking advantage of the fact that the country had acquired land a few years ago, all the land left by his ancestors was expropriated. The state compensated hundreds of thousands of yuan. He made a fortune completely with this money. Now he is barely considered a little rich man in this city.
Even if you can't compare to Fatty Xu's family, you're much richer than ours.
The woman next to him was his wife Liu Huiying dressed in a fashionable outfit, with straight short hair hanging down her temples, her face was light pink and white, her slightly raised eyelashes, and a snow-white under her neck was exposed under her light yellow jacket, and a light purple one-collar knitted base shirt, a silver pendant crystal flashing base shirt tight design printed the two towering outlines on her chest, making it not as huge as my mother, and it was slightly larger. After all, it was a very rare domestically, unless it was a big ocean horse in Europe and the United States, but it was not too bad. At least there was a D cup and it was a black A-line skirt. A pair of thin legs crossed each other under the wrapping of stockings, paired with a pair of red high-heeled leather boots. Although my mother is sometimes dressed very fashionable now, she is simply weak in front of this woman.
To be honest, this woman is indeed very good at dressing up. She is about thirty years old, but when she dresses up, she looks like a young woman of 27 or 28 years old. Even if I am used to seeing my mother, Aunt Wen, and Aunt Ying, I can’t help but look at her for a few more times. If the mother dressed as the old lady before, she would have been killed in seconds!
If I had thought so before, but since I saw my mother's wonderful figure and Aunt Wen and other beautiful women with first-class figures, I have become much more confusing. In my eyes, Liu Huiying is at most a good beauty. She still has a charm and will look at her more often when she sees her, but only that's all.
Dad and Uncle Jingming and others continued to brag about the interesting things that happened in the past. I saw that the tea had been soaked, so I walked into the kitchen and fought for the opportunity to get along with my mother every minute and every second. I wonder if I can still maintain a very mother-loving relationship in the future! When I think of this, I feel extremely sad.
When I arrived at the kitchen, my mother's busy figure kept shaking. Seeing that my mother was sweating profusely because of the heat of the stove, I couldn't bear to see this, my father was very hospitable, and he also liked to pick up guests at home. After dinner, my father had to greet others for a few hours. Every time I was tired, my mother had to cook and wash dishes and clean the table. I was ignorant before, and I could avoid such things as work. The rest was the only one who did these things alone. Only my father would waste resources like this. If other men married my mother's wife with a beautiful figure, they would have tried their best to hide it. The housework would be handled with my wife.
How could I still be like my father? Not only did I cherish it, but I also added fatigue to my mother. My mother has been working all day, and it still has to work so hard when I come back. I can't help but feel heartbroken
I immediately walked in, pulled up the sleeves of my clothes, took the vegetable heart from my mother's hand, and put it in the water to rinse it.
My sudden actions made my mother slightly stunned. She looked at me in a daze, then smiled carefully and walked to the side, gently flipped the scorching shrimp, full of smiles in her eyes.
Soon, with my joining, my mother ran away to wash the vegetables in the neutral gear of cooking. The progress accelerated. Many mothers seemed to be very happy, humming a song and stir-frying the vegetables suddenly I put my hand on my mother's butt, touched her with a slight touch, making her smile solid. Then she turned her head and said in a low voice: Xiaofeng, what are you doing? Are you so bold? Your father is still outside...
My mother's voice was silent. I didn't say anything, but just put my hands in my arms, pressed against my back tightly to feel the charming fragrance of my mother, and quietly enjoying the warm and soft embrace of my mother that still belongs to me. It may be the last beauty for me
After a little struggle, my mother gave up resisting and let me hold me like this weirdness made my mother feel strange. She asked me what was wrong and did she have any worries?
I still didn't say anything, just hugged my mother silently and said nothing
Xiaofeng, please let go of your mother. How do you ask your mother to cook like this? And what should you do if your father sees it? After a while, the shrimps in the pot seemed to smell a slight burnt smell, and my mother couldn't help but tell me anxiously
And I closed my eyes, as if everything else had nothing to do with me. I buried my head behind my mother's left earlobe and took a deep breath, as if I wanted to remember my mother's taste forever. After doing all this, I lowered my head and ran out of the kitchen and returned to my own room.
Although I came out to have a meal later, I still couldn't say a word during the process. At most, when someone called me, I would just say two words to my father and Uncle Jingming, a pair of educated youth who had not seen for a long time. Naturally, I drank happily, while my mother poured wine for my father next to me, and chatted with the fashionable aunt named Huiying from time to time.
What I don't know is that when I lowered my head to eat, my mother's attention was always on me, and she thoughts were passing through my eyes when she peeked at me.
Hey! Why is this shrimp a bit bitter and salty? No reason! I bought it at the beach market, and the merchant said it was Ah that just salvaged! Suddenly my father picked up a shrimp, and the shrimp shell had been carefully peeled off by his mother. However, my father took a bite and the taste was strange, so he felt strange, because the shrimp was bought by my father when he came back today. We are in the sea, and there is a temporary market built by fishermen on the beach to trade freshly salvaged seafood
My mother and I had a strange expression, but at this time my mother started to whisper: It was my negligence. I went to wash vegetables when I was stewing shrimps. I don’t remember to look at the fire. I accidentally got a little anxious. I’m sorry.
Dad was about to lose his temper. It would be fine no matter how much his father respected his mother. At this time, there was an outsider. This was a neglecting customer. I always had to make a statement. Fortunately, Uncle Jingming stopped him. It doesn’t matter. The shrimps are burnt and it tastes more delicious. It’s just right to drink wine.
Haha, it's okay, keep drinking! Shuxian doesn't care about your husband. We can't be happy when you make such delicious food to entertain us! I really didn't expect Shuxian, you are so good at cooking. I will ask you carefully next time
Yes, Shuxian, you really want to teach Huiying both ways. Ah's son doesn't want to eat what she cooks!
Hum? I'm so sorry, I let you eat the unpleasant food I made for so many years. Huiying pretended to be angry and said
Haha, wherever you are, they are all ordinary things, and I am afraid of neglecting you!
I know it was my willfulness that made my mother blamed her father, but I didn't feel regretful. I was a little suspicious of revenge on society and venting my anger. Although I was unintentional, I felt very happy when I saw my father wanting to lose his temper.
After three rounds of drinking, my father and Uncle Jingming couldn't stand firmly. They wanted to fight again. Seeing this, my mother and Aunt Huiying stopped him quickly. In the end, I had to give up. Aunt Huiying and I helped Uncle Jingming downstairs to get the car. My mother watched from the side, but my father didn't need to support him because he had already lie down. This was at home, so my mother let him go.
Uncle Jingming is not much better, he is in a turbulent way. Aunt Huiying, I and my mother, and I have a very difficult time to help him tightly and not fall.
When I suddenly walked out of the stairs, Uncle Jingming staggered and pounced forward. Aunt Huiying and I hurriedly wanted to catch them, but unexpectedly, they were pulled by Uncle Jingming's gravity and led them over to the mother standing behind them, which was even more difficult to reach. They were stunned and could not react.
I was tripped to the ground, but things didn't stop because of this. Suddenly, a black shadow hit my face, blocking my breathing, I was about to suffocate
Wait, what is this? Why does it smell like a slutty and it is a little familiar with the smell of fishy smell. It seems to have smelled it there... But it doesn't matter, I want to breathe well! Otherwise I'll die, hey
I kept struggling and suddenly opened my eyes. Guess what I saw? Red, the red entrained in black. This scene seems to be similar to that I had only seen not long ago. That is...
The black silk pantyhose printed out the fair skin inside, a pair of nearly transparent thin lace panties, between two fat buttocks, almost sinking into that gap. This is a pair of sexy lace thongs? What I saw in front of me was...
After a long time, when I was about to die of suffocation, my big butt finally moved, but things did not follow the normal routine again. The butt actually moved upwards, and a piece of soft vagina blocked my mouth. Although it was separated by a layer of transparent lace, the lace was almost thin, which means that the vagina was almost to my mouth.
What makes me even more incredible is that the black stockings on the outside should have been from pantyhose, but a large piece of the crotch was cracked. I initially thought it was caused by me, but I thought about it carefully. Now the stockings have anti-hook designs, so how could they be torn so easily? This seems to be artificial
Moving forward slightly, I saw a fashionable beautiful woman sitting on the head of a boy. You don’t have to guess that she is! I fell down just now after Uncle Jingming fell, but Aunt Huiying was lucky enough not to catch Uncle Jingming, so she was not taken over. It was just that she forgot the high heels she wore today and wanted to help me up first, but accidentally stepped on Uncle Jingming’s trousers and tripped, her body lost its center of gravity and fell on me. Yiran’s butt just sat on my head
The dramatic development routines are often not one by one, and I have gathered friends in groups to join them together. My mother immediately reacted and walked up to her and wanted to pull Aunt Huiying and let me get up first. Unexpectedly, my mother saw me struggling at the beginning, and was stunned after opening her eyes. She mistakenly thought I was peeping at Aunt Huiying's buttocks. In fact, I was really feeling unhappy when I saw that my mother was holding Aunt Huiying's hand and took off a little bit, causing Aunt Huiying's vagina to face and hit my mouth.
I finally knew what was starting to flow into my mouth. It turned out to be Uncle Jingming's wife, Aunt Huiying's vaginal fluid. No wonder I felt a little familiar with it. Isn't this the smell emitted by the water stains flowing out of their beautiful vagina when I was having sex with my mother and Aunt Wen?
After several difficulties, Aunt Huiying finally left my sky. I suddenly felt a slight twilight moment in the spiritual platform. I never realized that being able to breathe fresh air is such a happy thing.
My feeling was so clear just now. How could Aunt Huiying, who is also a colleague, not touched it? It was just that after we got up, we didn't mention the embarrassment. When my mother asked if we were in trouble, we didn't tell my mother that we were all alone and we all sent Uncle Jingming into the car. The driver was naturally Aunt Huiying. Fortunately, she also got the driver's license, otherwise we would be in trouble today.
Before leaving, I found that Aunt Huiying's last look at me was weird. It was either the weird thing you imagined, or the feeling that I couldn't say. It seemed that I had something to say to me, but because my mother was present, she couldn't speak.
Then as I went upstairs, my mother looked at me strangely. What happened today? Is there something on my face? Why do everyone look at me with weird eyes? The difference is that when my mother stared at me, her face turned cold, like an iceberg of dozens of degrees below zero. It made me feel furious in my heart, making me want to take the opportunity to get close to my mother.
Afterwards, my mother and I returned home. My mother was responsible for taking care of my father, and I was responsible for cleaning up the aftermath. It took me an hour to get everything done.
I walked to the door of the room and was about to go in and take a break, but I heard something from my parents' room. I walked over and found that the door of the room was not closed. I pushed it away gently and happened to see my father dragging his heavy body and pressing his mother on the bed, and his hand was on the place where his chest was raised. I suddenly felt like something happened in my heart. Mom does not belong to me after all...
I didn't continue watching. I haven't come back for more than half a month. My father naturally wanted to keep warm with my mother. I don't need to guess what will happen if I had been, and I would have been able to spy on it before, but now I feel endless pain in my heart, and the feeling of sadness surges in my heart. I am unwilling to accept it, unwilling to do anything, I can do nothing.
In an instant, I felt like I had lost my soul. I let go of the door handle in panic, and dragged Qianton's body back to my room and closed the door.
Lying on the bed with no strength, looking at the ceiling of the room, the surroundings were so lonely that no sound could be heard. The whole room was the alarm clock next to the head of the bed. The second hand ticked and turned the clock every second of the ticking sounds, which led to my mind's memories of my mother, her intelligence, her coldness, her maturity, her ketone body, and her rigor...
I am so stupid. I actually fantasized about having love with my biological mother. I think my mother has always treated me as a child! Only I am so naive. In this game called love and incest, it seems that it is time for me to wake up. The so-called fairy tale love cannot be staged in reality.
But I... I can't bear to part with my mother... I like my mother so much... I don't want to be just mother and son with my mother... I...
Suddenly the door of the room was opened gently, and my mother walked in from outside. What are you, a child, doing in the room?
Mom? You... When I heard my mother's voice, I reflexively bounced from the bed, not caring about the tears at the corners of my eyes, and looked at my mother in horror, looking at her in disbelief, looking at her with disbelief. She seemed to be unbelievable that my mother would appear here. Shouldn't my mother and dad already have that thing?
What do you think I am? Do you want to say that my mother should be with her father at this time and should not appear here? Mom rolled her eyes and then you can show the sad male lead and perform a play that is hard to let go here?
Ah Uh(⊙⊙), Mom, you, you... I looked frightened and shocked, this mother is a roundworm!
Mom walked towards me. With your little thoughts, I can't hold on to your pulse. Mom has been white-collar workers for so many years. Since I told your father back from school in the afternoon, she has been acting strangely, like a different person, and has made many inexplicable actions. She really thinks your mother is a vegetarian! Don't forget, when did you ever do bad things in so many years that you can hide from me?
You kid, you know your random thoughts. Mom blinked angrily and sat next to me.
I was immediately happy, Mom, what do you mean...we will not become a mother-son relationship?
I am your mother, so how can you not recognize it?
I don't mean that, I mean... Oh... I don't know what I'm talking about, what I mean, what exactly is the meaning... How do I say... Ah... I can't speak anymore... My tongue is knotted and I'm starting to be incoherent
Mom sighed and stopped me from being nervous. I couldn't find the point. You silly kid, you can't interpret your words clearly. How to find a girlfriend in the future? I see you can only hold your mother for the rest of your life.
If so, I'm willing to hug my mom for the rest of my life
Seeing me suddenly serious and firm, my mother smiled slightly, her eyes full of relief
I immediately looked at me and said: Remember not to think about anything randomly in the future. Is mom the kind of woman who can change her mind?
You silly child, if mom didn’t really fall in love with you, would you think mom would maintain such a ridiculous relationship with you? The relationship is not something that comes to a slump, and love is the same. Although I feel very guilty towards your father, mom is not a pedantic person. Mom doesn’t like to drag things on, so if you love it, you are still a little bastard son like you.
Mom has also been confused, but since she decided to take this step with you, Mom will not escape again
Xiao Feng, life often faces many choices. Once you make a choice, you must be responsible for your choices...
What my best friend Qiu Yun said to herself suddenly flashed through my mother's mind. You often encounter many choices in life. You don't know which choice is right or wrong. Maybe your current choice is wrong, but you must choose to make a mistake first before you know which mistake is more worth making. Since many mistakes cannot be avoided, why let regret bury your life?
You are the mistake your mother wants to make
In an instant, the air in the whole room was quiet, and the only thing left was the hot sparks in my mother's eyes. I hugged my mother's waist and pushed my mother down on the bed with the other hand through my mother's lower abdomen. If I could still hold back at this moment, I would be no longer a man... I immediately looked at my mother's trembling slightly and bite her slightly red lips, and kissed her like a dry tongue!!
The moment I contacted my mother's lips, I felt that my mouth was about to melt, so soft. How could my mother's lips be so soft before my clumsy tongue was rolled into her mouth by my mother. This is... The first time my mother was so active... My tongue and I were mixed together, and I was unwilling to separate for a long time. Our kiss was like my love, and we would never want to separate. Even if we were to be enemies of the whole world, who stipulated that mother and son could not love each other? We insisted that mother and son could not love each other? We insisted that we go against the will of heaven and earth
My hands couldn't help but move to my mother's chest. When my mother came back, she changed into a set of home clothes to facilitate cooking. Through a layer of loose fabric, I could still feel the plump feel of the hands.
My mother and I continued to kiss, like a couple in the doomsday. The kind of love without tomorrow. My clutches remained on my mother's chest. Seeing that my mother did not resist, it seemed to be accustomed to my attitude. So I put down my concerns and boldly extended my magic hand to my mother, invading my mother's position. The pair of firm, tall and edge-free sizes were unimaginable. It was so huge that it was difficult to hold with one hand. The soft touch conveyed my palm and reached my central nervous system.
Mom's breasts are really big...
Immediately afterwards, I took the opportunity to pull my mother's loose home clothes up, and wrapped it with a bra with black silk lace pattern. It was wrapped tightly, and the breast balls that were about to burst out to reach this level of breasts. There is no so-called cleavage anymore. The so-called cleavage is just a woman with small breasts or CD cups. Have you seen those big breasts in Europe and the United States, which one needs to squeeze something? No, what cleavage needs to squeeze such a big breast? Well! Besides, if you have to squeeze it, it will destroy the beauty of your breasts.
Looking at my mother's two big breasts that looked like big balls, my saliva was flowing all over the floor. Even the saints couldn't stand such beauty. Well! I immediately rushed up...
What surprised me was that my mother was actually packing things. It seemed that she was preparing to go home from get off work. This was the first time in my life that I came to my mother's office. My mother was not working hard. You should know that my mother still worked very late after school! Our school staff had to come to work regardless of classes or not. The time for get off work was just like we delayed half an hour after school. As the principal, as the principal, it would be enough to ask the subordinates to do it. This was how Li Heqing did it before. Most of the affairs of the school were controlled by my mother and several vice principals. Only some major decisions would the principal make the decision.
Yiran met a serious and responsible principal like her mother, who had to do everything herself. According to her mother's words, this is her favorite job. If she has no motivation to do what she likes, then what's the point of living? I have no choice but to have such a workaholic mother. Even if I don't want her to work, I have to let her go. I work with her mother until very late every day.
However, in order to save time with my mother at night, I also do my homework while working. My mother is there, and my mother is tutoring me. My academic performance has not fallen at all. I can even get along with my mother while climbing up. Even though I accidentally see my mother's body, which makes me bleeding from my nose and hot but can't get up. This feeling of pain and happiness is simply a life-threatening thing!
I walked up to my mother and asked in confusion: Mom, are you...?
Xiaofeng? You are so good. I will help my mother print a document and wait for her to take it home. My mother glanced at me and said to me casually
Oh, okay, just mom, why did you get off work so early today?
That's right. Your father just called me and said that he would come back today. Uncle Jingming, your father's good friend, also happened to be a guest today, so he went back early today. Fortunately, there was nothing to do today, and the remaining documents were the same when he went home tonight. Mom paused and handed me a few folders and said: You went to the computer room next to help mom copy these documents. Remember that they didn't lose them. These are all very important government documents.
I responded and walked out of the office with the folder in my arms. I had a very vague impression. It seemed that I had heard of it before. My memory was not very deep, but one thing that made me care more was that my father was back.
My father is a long-distance bus driver. He often doesn't come back for several days. Sometimes it's normal that he doesn't come back for more than ten days when the passenger is full. Even if he comes back, he just takes a shower and changes his clothes and then continues to set off.
This time, my father was very rare for half a month to drive. After all, there are very few cases of overtime work and loading. It is difficult to have a few times a year or two unless it is the Spring Festival or a large holiday, or if the school starts and leaves school after school.
For example, this time, it is not a holiday. It is really unprecedented. It seems that some elderly tour group had a booked their father’s car as a tourist pickup and drop-off truck some time ago!
What worries me is my mother. Although my mother and I seem to be in a passionate relationship now, I am not at all worried about my mother's personality. There are too many uncertainties about my mother's ability to agree to me at the beginning.
Now that my father is back, my mother has a sustenance for her feelings. Will I not need me anymore?
It’s okay when my father is away. When my mother faces her father in real terms, will she still maintain a relationship with me indifferently with her mother’s personality? The choice between me and my father, as a representative of traditional women, is like a virtuous and virtuous woman in ancient times. For women in ancient times, husband is equal to heaven, and everything about her husband is equal to everything what the mother will make at that time. You can know what the mother’s choice will be like without guessing.
It’s not that I don’t have confidence in the love between my mother and my mother, but happiness comes too suddenly. I never thought that my mother would accept me. Becoming my lover. Even though the previous process was a little twists and turns, it’s simply unbelievable for a mother who adheres to her duties and traditions to fall in love with my son.
Because of this, I lack security in my relationship with my mother, and I always feel that my mother will leave me one day
I have never been in love and had a girlfriend. I don’t know how to run a relationship, and I don’t know how to make my mother devote herself to me. All I can do is instinctive panic and at a loss.
Did my mother and I end here? Is it going to end before it even started... The photocopier sizzled, and the paper slowly slipped out one by one. I was alone in front of the photocopier with huge physical skills... melancholy...
On the way back, I was depressed and couldn't say anything. My mother was infected with my depression. I felt a little strange. She usually went home with me, not only was she excited, but she was at least very happy. She always thought of ways to take advantage of her. Today, she was so quiet, and she didn't look like me at all.
Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Do you have any worries? Can you tell your mother?
I... Faced with my mother's concern, I subconsciously wanted to say the worries in my heart to my mother. The words were already coming out, but they were stuck in my throat and could not speak anyway. It's nothing, but I just don't understand some of the test questions that the teacher talked about today. I just don't understand very well.
Mom chuckled slightly, don’t rush and take it slowly. Learning is not something that can be created in one step, it is accumulated bit by bit, so don’t be too nervous, it’s better to relax your mindset.
I got it. I answered my mother perfunctorily, but the sorrow in my eyes was not reduced. I looked at my mother who was full of infinite charm around me. The beauty and pretty under the black framed glasses, the towering chest on her proud chest, the deep bee waist, the curved and slender body with fat buttocks and golden ratio, and the charming and slender black silk legs. Jiran's mother was not wearing high heels today, but her tall figure has been naturally decorated. Even if there is no need for too much contrast, her mother's beauty is still gorgeous and elegant.
Such a beautiful mother, but I can only exist as a mother in the future. What a torment for me
What do I feel loved if I am beloved in addition to hugging tightly
Let your hands loosen up along the way
Who believes that you care about me if the defect is widened, it will be separated at any time
Everyone knows how gentle this belief is to be held tightly, and behind the reluctance to give up, I am afraid that I will be possessed...
... From Zhilin Zhang's ten fingers
In the evening, my father hasn't come back yet, while my mother is cooking alone in the kitchen. I hid in the room alone, sitting in front of the table, looking at the homework book on the table, but I haven't even opened it.
Suddenly, the sound of loud speech came from outside. I opened the door and walked out. It turned out that my father led his friend back. He followed his father into the house behind him. He was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as his father. However, compared with his father, the man who came looked thinner and had a medium figure and was not good-looking. The difference is that the man has a very good face, full heaven and plump people with this face as jade. No matter how bad his fate is, he will not be much worse.
Xiaofeng, don’t stand stupidly, come over and say hello to Uncle Jingming
Oh, when I heard my father's words, I immediately went up to me and said respectfully: Hello Uncle Jingming
Ah, this is Xiaofeng! I almost couldn't recognize him when I grew so tall all of a sudden. The man who called Uncle Jingming was surprised when he saw me and said, "I will be taller than your father in a few years."
I smiled and responded to this kind of greeting among acquaintances. Suddenly, a female voice came from outside the door. I saw a fashionable woman walking in from outside the door, holding many bags and boxes of gifts in her hand.
Uncle Jingming hurriedly took it over and handed it to his father: Lao Xia, this is the plum wine brewed by a friend of mine. It is more mellow and delicious than the ones I bought outside. I have always treasured it at home and I am reluctant to drink it. Today I come here, so let’s have a good time. You shouldn’t have to leave the car tomorrow!
Hey, I just came back today! I have been resting these days, drink whatever you want tonight
OK, I won't get into Shuxian's bed tonight
You guy, you like to talk nonsense when you are happy, and there are children here! As soon as Uncle Jing Ming finished speaking, he was poked by the woman next to him, rolled his eyes and told him not to talk nonsense.
It caused my father to laugh, and I was wondering if I should leave Ah!
Then the fashionable woman handed a box to Uncle Jingming, and almost forgot that this was some wild Cordyceps sinensis and wild ginseng. It was mixed with some Angelica and wolfberry to stew it together. It was very good for women to nourish yin and nourish the skin. You can take it to Shuxian!
I said, "You Lao Cai, you really come here and buy something, and you buy such expensive supplements. I won't want it. Take it back and give it to Huiying for food!" Dad told me that the box was pushed back to Uncle Jingming and Uncle Jingming.
Huiying's family still has it! Don't worry! I think I've taken too little, so you can take it quickly, or I'll go back
The two big men just urged each other, and finally the mother walked out of the kitchen and took the box and they were willing to give up. This made the mother and the fashionable woman smile, laughing at the two big men.
My father brought Uncle Jingming and the woman to the living room, and as the master's son..., of course, I was responsible for making tea and water! Only then did I get the impression of Uncle Jingming from the depths of the sponge body of my brain
Uncle Jingming's real name is Cai Jingming. He is his father's old classmate and best friend. He is a bit like Fatty Xu and I.
However, my father's feelings in that era should be more innocent, and there were not many other colors of interest and color to incorporate, but this uncle Jingming's life was good. Taking advantage of the fact that the country had acquired land a few years ago, all the land left by his ancestors was expropriated. The state compensated hundreds of thousands of yuan. He made a fortune completely with this money. Now he is barely considered a little rich man in this city.
Even if you can't compare to Fatty Xu's family, you're much richer than ours.
The woman next to him was his wife Liu Huiying dressed in a fashionable outfit, with straight short hair hanging down her temples, her face was light pink and white, her slightly raised eyelashes, and a snow-white under her neck was exposed under her light yellow jacket, and a light purple one-collar knitted base shirt, a silver pendant crystal flashing base shirt tight design printed the two towering outlines on her chest, making it not as huge as my mother, and it was slightly larger. After all, it was a very rare domestically, unless it was a big ocean horse in Europe and the United States, but it was not too bad. At least there was a D cup and it was a black A-line skirt. A pair of thin legs crossed each other under the wrapping of stockings, paired with a pair of red high-heeled leather boots. Although my mother is sometimes dressed very fashionable now, she is simply weak in front of this woman.
To be honest, this woman is indeed very good at dressing up. She is about thirty years old, but when she dresses up, she looks like a young woman of 27 or 28 years old. Even if I am used to seeing my mother, Aunt Wen, and Aunt Ying, I can’t help but look at her for a few more times. If the mother dressed as the old lady before, she would have been killed in seconds!
If I had thought so before, but since I saw my mother's wonderful figure and Aunt Wen and other beautiful women with first-class figures, I have become much more confusing. In my eyes, Liu Huiying is at most a good beauty. She still has a charm and will look at her more often when she sees her, but only that's all.
Dad and Uncle Jingming and others continued to brag about the interesting things that happened in the past. I saw that the tea had been soaked, so I walked into the kitchen and fought for the opportunity to get along with my mother every minute and every second. I wonder if I can still maintain a very mother-loving relationship in the future! When I think of this, I feel extremely sad.
When I arrived at the kitchen, my mother's busy figure kept shaking. Seeing that my mother was sweating profusely because of the heat of the stove, I couldn't bear to see this, my father was very hospitable, and he also liked to pick up guests at home. After dinner, my father had to greet others for a few hours. Every time I was tired, my mother had to cook and wash dishes and clean the table. I was ignorant before, and I could avoid such things as work. The rest was the only one who did these things alone. Only my father would waste resources like this. If other men married my mother's wife with a beautiful figure, they would have tried their best to hide it. The housework would be handled with my wife.
How could I still be like my father? Not only did I cherish it, but I also added fatigue to my mother. My mother has been working all day, and it still has to work so hard when I come back. I can't help but feel heartbroken
I immediately walked in, pulled up the sleeves of my clothes, took the vegetable heart from my mother's hand, and put it in the water to rinse it.
My sudden actions made my mother slightly stunned. She looked at me in a daze, then smiled carefully and walked to the side, gently flipped the scorching shrimp, full of smiles in her eyes.
Soon, with my joining, my mother ran away to wash the vegetables in the neutral gear of cooking. The progress accelerated. Many mothers seemed to be very happy, humming a song and stir-frying the vegetables suddenly I put my hand on my mother's butt, touched her with a slight touch, making her smile solid. Then she turned her head and said in a low voice: Xiaofeng, what are you doing? Are you so bold? Your father is still outside...
My mother's voice was silent. I didn't say anything, but just put my hands in my arms, pressed against my back tightly to feel the charming fragrance of my mother, and quietly enjoying the warm and soft embrace of my mother that still belongs to me. It may be the last beauty for me
After a little struggle, my mother gave up resisting and let me hold me like this weirdness made my mother feel strange. She asked me what was wrong and did she have any worries?
I still didn't say anything, just hugged my mother silently and said nothing
Xiaofeng, please let go of your mother. How do you ask your mother to cook like this? And what should you do if your father sees it? After a while, the shrimps in the pot seemed to smell a slight burnt smell, and my mother couldn't help but tell me anxiously
And I closed my eyes, as if everything else had nothing to do with me. I buried my head behind my mother's left earlobe and took a deep breath, as if I wanted to remember my mother's taste forever. After doing all this, I lowered my head and ran out of the kitchen and returned to my own room.
Although I came out to have a meal later, I still couldn't say a word during the process. At most, when someone called me, I would just say two words to my father and Uncle Jingming, a pair of educated youth who had not seen for a long time. Naturally, I drank happily, while my mother poured wine for my father next to me, and chatted with the fashionable aunt named Huiying from time to time.
What I don't know is that when I lowered my head to eat, my mother's attention was always on me, and she thoughts were passing through my eyes when she peeked at me.
Hey! Why is this shrimp a bit bitter and salty? No reason! I bought it at the beach market, and the merchant said it was Ah that just salvaged! Suddenly my father picked up a shrimp, and the shrimp shell had been carefully peeled off by his mother. However, my father took a bite and the taste was strange, so he felt strange, because the shrimp was bought by my father when he came back today. We are in the sea, and there is a temporary market built by fishermen on the beach to trade freshly salvaged seafood
My mother and I had a strange expression, but at this time my mother started to whisper: It was my negligence. I went to wash vegetables when I was stewing shrimps. I don’t remember to look at the fire. I accidentally got a little anxious. I’m sorry.
Dad was about to lose his temper. It would be fine no matter how much his father respected his mother. At this time, there was an outsider. This was a neglecting customer. I always had to make a statement. Fortunately, Uncle Jingming stopped him. It doesn’t matter. The shrimps are burnt and it tastes more delicious. It’s just right to drink wine.
Haha, it's okay, keep drinking! Shuxian doesn't care about your husband. We can't be happy when you make such delicious food to entertain us! I really didn't expect Shuxian, you are so good at cooking. I will ask you carefully next time
Yes, Shuxian, you really want to teach Huiying both ways. Ah's son doesn't want to eat what she cooks!
Hum? I'm so sorry, I let you eat the unpleasant food I made for so many years. Huiying pretended to be angry and said
Haha, wherever you are, they are all ordinary things, and I am afraid of neglecting you!
I know it was my willfulness that made my mother blamed her father, but I didn't feel regretful. I was a little suspicious of revenge on society and venting my anger. Although I was unintentional, I felt very happy when I saw my father wanting to lose his temper.
After three rounds of drinking, my father and Uncle Jingming couldn't stand firmly. They wanted to fight again. Seeing this, my mother and Aunt Huiying stopped him quickly. In the end, I had to give up. Aunt Huiying and I helped Uncle Jingming downstairs to get the car. My mother watched from the side, but my father didn't need to support him because he had already lie down. This was at home, so my mother let him go.
Uncle Jingming is not much better, he is in a turbulent way. Aunt Huiying, I and my mother, and I have a very difficult time to help him tightly and not fall.
When I suddenly walked out of the stairs, Uncle Jingming staggered and pounced forward. Aunt Huiying and I hurriedly wanted to catch them, but unexpectedly, they were pulled by Uncle Jingming's gravity and led them over to the mother standing behind them, which was even more difficult to reach. They were stunned and could not react.
I was tripped to the ground, but things didn't stop because of this. Suddenly, a black shadow hit my face, blocking my breathing, I was about to suffocate
Wait, what is this? Why does it smell like a slutty and it is a little familiar with the smell of fishy smell. It seems to have smelled it there... But it doesn't matter, I want to breathe well! Otherwise I'll die, hey
I kept struggling and suddenly opened my eyes. Guess what I saw? Red, the red entrained in black. This scene seems to be similar to that I had only seen not long ago. That is...
The black silk pantyhose printed out the fair skin inside, a pair of nearly transparent thin lace panties, between two fat buttocks, almost sinking into that gap. This is a pair of sexy lace thongs? What I saw in front of me was...
After a long time, when I was about to die of suffocation, my big butt finally moved, but things did not follow the normal routine again. The butt actually moved upwards, and a piece of soft vagina blocked my mouth. Although it was separated by a layer of transparent lace, the lace was almost thin, which means that the vagina was almost to my mouth.
What makes me even more incredible is that the black stockings on the outside should have been from pantyhose, but a large piece of the crotch was cracked. I initially thought it was caused by me, but I thought about it carefully. Now the stockings have anti-hook designs, so how could they be torn so easily? This seems to be artificial
Moving forward slightly, I saw a fashionable beautiful woman sitting on the head of a boy. You don’t have to guess that she is! I fell down just now after Uncle Jingming fell, but Aunt Huiying was lucky enough not to catch Uncle Jingming, so she was not taken over. It was just that she forgot the high heels she wore today and wanted to help me up first, but accidentally stepped on Uncle Jingming’s trousers and tripped, her body lost its center of gravity and fell on me. Yiran’s butt just sat on my head
The dramatic development routines are often not one by one, and I have gathered friends in groups to join them together. My mother immediately reacted and walked up to her and wanted to pull Aunt Huiying and let me get up first. Unexpectedly, my mother saw me struggling at the beginning, and was stunned after opening her eyes. She mistakenly thought I was peeping at Aunt Huiying's buttocks. In fact, I was really feeling unhappy when I saw that my mother was holding Aunt Huiying's hand and took off a little bit, causing Aunt Huiying's vagina to face and hit my mouth.
I finally knew what was starting to flow into my mouth. It turned out to be Uncle Jingming's wife, Aunt Huiying's vaginal fluid. No wonder I felt a little familiar with it. Isn't this the smell emitted by the water stains flowing out of their beautiful vagina when I was having sex with my mother and Aunt Wen?
After several difficulties, Aunt Huiying finally left my sky. I suddenly felt a slight twilight moment in the spiritual platform. I never realized that being able to breathe fresh air is such a happy thing.
My feeling was so clear just now. How could Aunt Huiying, who is also a colleague, not touched it? It was just that after we got up, we didn't mention the embarrassment. When my mother asked if we were in trouble, we didn't tell my mother that we were all alone and we all sent Uncle Jingming into the car. The driver was naturally Aunt Huiying. Fortunately, she also got the driver's license, otherwise we would be in trouble today.
Before leaving, I found that Aunt Huiying's last look at me was weird. It was either the weird thing you imagined, or the feeling that I couldn't say. It seemed that I had something to say to me, but because my mother was present, she couldn't speak.
Then as I went upstairs, my mother looked at me strangely. What happened today? Is there something on my face? Why do everyone look at me with weird eyes? The difference is that when my mother stared at me, her face turned cold, like an iceberg of dozens of degrees below zero. It made me feel furious in my heart, making me want to take the opportunity to get close to my mother.
Afterwards, my mother and I returned home. My mother was responsible for taking care of my father, and I was responsible for cleaning up the aftermath. It took me an hour to get everything done.
I walked to the door of the room and was about to go in and take a break, but I heard something from my parents' room. I walked over and found that the door of the room was not closed. I pushed it away gently and happened to see my father dragging his heavy body and pressing his mother on the bed, and his hand was on the place where his chest was raised. I suddenly felt like something happened in my heart. Mom does not belong to me after all...
I didn't continue watching. I haven't come back for more than half a month. My father naturally wanted to keep warm with my mother. I don't need to guess what will happen if I had been, and I would have been able to spy on it before, but now I feel endless pain in my heart, and the feeling of sadness surges in my heart. I am unwilling to accept it, unwilling to do anything, I can do nothing.
In an instant, I felt like I had lost my soul. I let go of the door handle in panic, and dragged Qianton's body back to my room and closed the door.
Lying on the bed with no strength, looking at the ceiling of the room, the surroundings were so lonely that no sound could be heard. The whole room was the alarm clock next to the head of the bed. The second hand ticked and turned the clock every second of the ticking sounds, which led to my mind's memories of my mother, her intelligence, her coldness, her maturity, her ketone body, and her rigor...
I am so stupid. I actually fantasized about having love with my biological mother. I think my mother has always treated me as a child! Only I am so naive. In this game called love and incest, it seems that it is time for me to wake up. The so-called fairy tale love cannot be staged in reality.
But I... I can't bear to part with my mother... I like my mother so much... I don't want to be just mother and son with my mother... I...
Suddenly the door of the room was opened gently, and my mother walked in from outside. What are you, a child, doing in the room?
Mom? You... When I heard my mother's voice, I reflexively bounced from the bed, not caring about the tears at the corners of my eyes, and looked at my mother in horror, looking at her in disbelief, looking at her with disbelief. She seemed to be unbelievable that my mother would appear here. Shouldn't my mother and dad already have that thing?
What do you think I am? Do you want to say that my mother should be with her father at this time and should not appear here? Mom rolled her eyes and then you can show the sad male lead and perform a play that is hard to let go here?
Ah Uh(⊙⊙), Mom, you, you... I looked frightened and shocked, this mother is a roundworm!
Mom walked towards me. With your little thoughts, I can't hold on to your pulse. Mom has been white-collar workers for so many years. Since I told your father back from school in the afternoon, she has been acting strangely, like a different person, and has made many inexplicable actions. She really thinks your mother is a vegetarian! Don't forget, when did you ever do bad things in so many years that you can hide from me?
You kid, you know your random thoughts. Mom blinked angrily and sat next to me.
I was immediately happy, Mom, what do you mean...we will not become a mother-son relationship?
I am your mother, so how can you not recognize it?
I don't mean that, I mean... Oh... I don't know what I'm talking about, what I mean, what exactly is the meaning... How do I say... Ah... I can't speak anymore... My tongue is knotted and I'm starting to be incoherent
Mom sighed and stopped me from being nervous. I couldn't find the point. You silly kid, you can't interpret your words clearly. How to find a girlfriend in the future? I see you can only hold your mother for the rest of your life.
If so, I'm willing to hug my mom for the rest of my life
Seeing me suddenly serious and firm, my mother smiled slightly, her eyes full of relief
I immediately looked at me and said: Remember not to think about anything randomly in the future. Is mom the kind of woman who can change her mind?
You silly child, if mom didn’t really fall in love with you, would you think mom would maintain such a ridiculous relationship with you? The relationship is not something that comes to a slump, and love is the same. Although I feel very guilty towards your father, mom is not a pedantic person. Mom doesn’t like to drag things on, so if you love it, you are still a little bastard son like you.
Mom has also been confused, but since she decided to take this step with you, Mom will not escape again
Xiao Feng, life often faces many choices. Once you make a choice, you must be responsible for your choices...
What my best friend Qiu Yun said to herself suddenly flashed through my mother's mind. You often encounter many choices in life. You don't know which choice is right or wrong. Maybe your current choice is wrong, but you must choose to make a mistake first before you know which mistake is more worth making. Since many mistakes cannot be avoided, why let regret bury your life?
You are the mistake your mother wants to make
In an instant, the air in the whole room was quiet, and the only thing left was the hot sparks in my mother's eyes. I hugged my mother's waist and pushed my mother down on the bed with the other hand through my mother's lower abdomen. If I could still hold back at this moment, I would be no longer a man... I immediately looked at my mother's trembling slightly and bite her slightly red lips, and kissed her like a dry tongue!!
The moment I contacted my mother's lips, I felt that my mouth was about to melt, so soft. How could my mother's lips be so soft before my clumsy tongue was rolled into her mouth by my mother. This is... The first time my mother was so active... My tongue and I were mixed together, and I was unwilling to separate for a long time. Our kiss was like my love, and we would never want to separate. Even if we were to be enemies of the whole world, who stipulated that mother and son could not love each other? We insisted that mother and son could not love each other? We insisted that we go against the will of heaven and earth
My hands couldn't help but move to my mother's chest. When my mother came back, she changed into a set of home clothes to facilitate cooking. Through a layer of loose fabric, I could still feel the plump feel of the hands.
My mother and I continued to kiss, like a couple in the doomsday. The kind of love without tomorrow. My clutches remained on my mother's chest. Seeing that my mother did not resist, it seemed to be accustomed to my attitude. So I put down my concerns and boldly extended my magic hand to my mother, invading my mother's position. The pair of firm, tall and edge-free sizes were unimaginable. It was so huge that it was difficult to hold with one hand. The soft touch conveyed my palm and reached my central nervous system.
Mom's breasts are really big...
Immediately afterwards, I took the opportunity to pull my mother's loose home clothes up, and wrapped it with a bra with black silk lace pattern. It was wrapped tightly, and the breast balls that were about to burst out to reach this level of breasts. There is no so-called cleavage anymore. The so-called cleavage is just a woman with small breasts or CD cups. Have you seen those big breasts in Europe and the United States, which one needs to squeeze something? No, what cleavage needs to squeeze such a big breast? Well! Besides, if you have to squeeze it, it will destroy the beauty of your breasts.
Looking at my mother's two big breasts that looked like big balls, my saliva was flowing all over the floor. Even the saints couldn't stand such beauty. Well! I immediately rushed up...
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