Trembling, cautious temptation: This feeling of tension is like the two sides circled around before the arena
The next day I got up very early. While Jingxin was still sleeping, I was searching for any ingredients that could make breakfast.
When I cooked the egg noodles, she walked out wearing the outfit last night, scratching her hair and walking out a little bit with her feet scratching her hair.
When she saw that I had cooked the noodles, she showed a surprised expression: You... wake up so early to make breakfast?
I replied with a bright smile: Good morning Mom, this is the love breakfast I specially prepared for you. I asked you to have a lot of things last night. I wish you a lot of them to forgive your child’s mistakes.
Jingxin was confused by my words. She half-bendted to the dining table and sat down, looking at me with one hand: What's wrong with you today? We had already agreed before going to bed last night. I believe you. What you need is to prove yourself with your daily behavior, not to be attentive this time.
Am I so unbearable in my mother's mind? I just want to make a breakfast for you. I made you fall yesterday. Can you let me cook for you these days?
Jingxin maintained this position, glanced at me up and down, her eyebrows frowned: Then you can buy vegetables and cook these days, and you have to do it. You must do it. I can't leave my homework, I will still check it.
Obey the order, Mother! I stood up and greeted me, and then served the freshly cooked egg noodles, and I sat next to her and started eating
Jingxin was browsing her phone, her hair covering half of her face. The anti-peeping screen made me wonder what she was watching. She asked: Are there any Ah who really searches for houses like in the show?
I thought about the store I went to that time. There was a real-life room in use and a real-life script that was being renovated. I nodded: Yes, but compared to the program, it is of course much simpler. If the program is like that, you have to go to Guangwen City. There are books on the 2nd and 1 night.
She didn't ask again, just lowered her head and said: Interesting
When will my mother go out to play with me? I took this opportunity to seduce her to play together
Look, you can cook this noodles, add some chopped green onions tomorrow. She fiddled with the noodles and was unwilling to answer my questions
I haven't played script kills these days, I will cook and do my homework seriously! I sat next to Jingxin with confidence and sworn.
If you really do your homework so hard, I can agree to some small requests, but the final explanation is on me. Jingxin stood up and said, Today is the 22nd, dinner from Thursday to Saturday, you will make it at home, so that you can feel the hard work of your mother.
OK, mom, then I'll wash the dishes first. Did your injuries heal last night? Can you go to work?
Jingxin waved her hand and walked back to the room halfway: I'm not that pretentious, it'll be fine in a few days. Remember to do homework at home well, I wash my face and go to work
Watching Jingxin return to the room and close the door, I breathed a sigh of relief
Today's action is the way to relieve the awkward atmosphere between us that I thought of before going to bed. Yesterday, it ended with massage. It seemed that it was okay, but after all, it was a quarrel about the topic that was terminated due to someone's injury after the outbreak. The problem was not really solved. The knots in my heart were not loosened.
Jingxin knew that I was watching those videos and went to the script to kill with women's clothing. She must be anxious and uneasy inside, and she might even look for a psychologist to treat me.
My approach is to move the winger, using a relatively radical method to push Jingxin toward the direction I expected, but the initiative is with her. If I am not careful, I can easily do the stupid thing like Ma Natural Originally disliked.
Things are still under my control for the time being. Everything I do today is to regain favorability. Just like Hgame, I clicked some options to reduce favorability, and I have to make the right moves in the future to increase my favorability.
This option to attract favor is to take the initiative to do housework and do homework, which seems sensible and obedient in the eyes of adults.
After all, if Lu Ming took the initiative to do housework at home and cook for me to do homework seriously, I would be very pleased. Jingxin is about the same age as me, so my ideas should not be too different.
I don’t do housework often, but I haven’t done it before. When I’m busy these years, I will hire an hourly worker to help clean the house. When I’m idle, I will wash the air conditioner and wipe the toilet.
After I washed the dishes, Jingxin came out in her uniform and slippers. I saw that she was a little inconvenient to walk, so I went over to help her and asked: Can mom go to work? Should I take a leave to take a break or go to the doctor?
No need, it's okay, it's just a little pain. You take a break and do your homework. She touched my head and walked slowly to the shoe cabinet. She took out her usual high heels. She bent down and put them on but she couldn't help but want to fall down again.
I immediately walked up and grabbed her arm and supported her. I remembered that I participated in the competition with her. After the game, she accidentally stepped on the air and almost sprained her. I also supported her.
Unfortunately, things have changed. Back then, I supported her and felt a throbbing of expecting further development. Now I support her but I feel guilty and expecting to break through the ethics.
Forced myself not to think too much, I looked at her right leg shaking in high heels and said: Why not wear another pair today? You don’t have to wear high heels, right?
She nodded and asked me to find a pair of shorter heeled leather shoes on the facade of the shoe cabinet. I squatted down, took off the high heels on her right, and then put the heeled shoes on her feet. She held the shoe cabinet and obediently asked me to change her shoes
She took out a long-handled umbrella from the shoe cabinet and leaned on it and said: Don’t worry, I want to eat pork ribs today, can you make it?
Seeing Jingxin being so injured but still having to go to work with crutches, I felt a little reluctant. After all, it was because of my plan. I could only pat my chest vigorously and said: Mom wants to eat, but if you can't do it, you can learn it online. It's wrapped around me.
After Jingxin closed the door and left, I first ordered the sweeping robot to start working, and went to the bathroom to clean it myself. The cleaning of the public bathroom was quickly completed. I went to the bathroom in the suite to clean it.
This is Jingxin's exclusive bathroom. The shampoo, body lotion, hair mask and other piles up in a rack. I cleaned each bottle of liquid with water, and then rinsed the rack with a shower.
When I put the bottle back to its original position, I saw a strange bottle of things. After glanced at English, I found that it was a bottle of private toilet liquid. My eyes were fixed on the bottle for a long time and I couldn't move it away.
For some reason, a stream of thought that it seemed to be viewing Ma Yuan in his mind when he was reading a diary. During the shower, Jingxin squeezed out the liquid from the bottle in her palm. After applying it, she inserted the liquid into her vagina with her fingers and thrust back and forth, then replaced it with a shower to pressurize the pressure mode and aimed at her vagina from bottom to top, and bursts of low and high moans echoed in the bathroom.
I shook my head again and threw out this strange idea. This was simply too vulgar. Could it be that I read Ma Natural's diary that I would inadvertently fall into these inexplicable scenes?
This place is exactly the same as Huan Jue's layout. I am familiar with it. I diligently wiped the wall tiles of the bathroom, then washed the washbasin and toilet. I saw that the floor of the bathroom seemed a little dirty, so I poured some dishwashing liquid to clean the stains, and rinsed all the bathroom mats and placed them on the balcony to dry.
After I cleaned the bathroom, I cleaned the windows and railings, checked them, packed all the expired seasonings and medicines at home and prepared to throw them away. After this process, it was already past 11 o'clock.
I plan to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and add some seasonings and other daily necessities. After I went out with the garbage, I walked casually on the way to the supermarket.
Husking a small song, I came to the owner of the main house at the entrance of the supermarket and had a thin beef noodles. After I went into the supermarket to select the goods. When I was pushing the shopping cart and choosing left and right, I found two familiar figures.
It shouldn't be a bit familiar, but a familiar and embarrassing figure
Wu Dexian and Wu Bin are shopping in the mall
Wu Dexian was holding a soul extractor and happily clamping Wu Bin's head. The latter was lying on the shopping cart with a decadent and helpless expression.
Seeing me pushing the shopping cart, Wu Dexian shouted lively: Xiao Binbin, your classmate
Wu Bin raised his unlost head and saw that it was me. His eyes became a little brighter, but he still said hello weakly: Good afternoon, brother-in-law, are you here to visit the mall?
When you see, Xiao Ma, you are preparing to cook at home. You are learning from others. Have you cooked for your sister? Wu Dexian stroked her soul extractor up and down, scraping Wu Bin's head quacked
Wu Bin did not respond to this, and he forced a smile and said: When will Yanyan come back to Guangwen City?
I don’t know, she is attending a summer camp. You will definitely not be able to go to her this month. Why don’t you go to Guangwen City to find him next month?
Wu Bin tilted his head and looked at Wu Dexian with a desire to pray and desire. Wu Dexian said: Why are you looking at me?
I want me to take you out to play again? You are a sister-in-law this time. Why do I have the nerve to make a light bulb as a sister?
That... Can I interrupt? Seeing that the two of them were pursuing Ma Yanran seemed to be beyond the limits that junior high school students should have, I had no choice but to stop them.
Isn't it good for you to talk about how to hook up with classmates in front of her brother? These two people are a little unscrupulous, but according to Wu Dexian's open attitude, Wu Bin is already extremely conservative
Xiaoma, right? You have no reason to stop my brother from pursuing your sister. After that, I gave me an evil look. She stood behind Wu Bin, but Wu Bin did not see her expression.
I know this is helping me remember the swearing incident a few days earlier. In exchange, Wu Bin should not be blocked from pursuing Ma Yanran
Early love is not advocated, but if both parties are in love, I have no position to stop it. After all, I am not much better than that. I have gotten three people in one week
Seeing that I was silent, Wu Bin looked back at her sister: Why do you two actually have a secret?
Shouldn't Ah?
Bad boy, I'm talking to you, how do you break the situation? During the animation exhibition, I convinced your classmates with my three-inch tongue. I didn't expect that in just a few days, I wanted to eat it and refuse to admit it?
Wu Dexian is really brave. She actually used such obscure words to say such a bold description.
But Wu Bin didn't understand the one. He looked at us blankly, not knowing what secret number he was looking at.
That day, I met Xiao Ma, a classmate who was alone. As the owner of the head news a week ago, I was the nurse who was responsible for taking care of him. So I started chatting with him. When I said you, I said I took care of you for two days. I heard that you like his sister, can you give him a chance to pursue him?
Sister Ah! I mentioned this kind of thing to you, why did you tell me in front of someone else's brother? I was so embarrassed. Wu Bin stomped his feet, and the expression of death in the society impressed me.
Dede, you can go when she comes back from summer camp next month. Anyway, she and I are separated from each other, just don't mess around.
I walked over and patted Wu Bin on the shoulder, stared at Wu Dexian with my lips pursed. Wu Dexian shrugged her eyebrows and made an OK gesture to me
You guys walk around slowly, I'm going to rush home to cook. I don't want to participate in these things anymore. If Ma Yanran likes Wu Bin, I have nothing to say. Who is not a bottle of wonderful memories when she grows up?
Sister Wu, thank you very much. I will make my position again. Without compulsory conditions, Ma Yanran and Wu Bin are in love and will not affect their studies. As my brother, I have no reason to stop Wu Bin from doing this before. I don’t know how it was before, but the limited contact this week is OK
Uncle Da’s brother-in-law, why do I feel like you are introducing your daughter, not introducing your sister? Wu Bin seems to be full of doubts about my words
Oops, and unconsciously, he was in the Huanjue mode and said these words that were not in line with his identity. Fortunately, Wu Dexian came out to smooth things over: Why do you care about so much? I will take a vacation next month to go to Guangwen with you. Then I will go to play with my sisters. What should you do yourself? Other brothers say it's OK. Why are you still struggling with these things?
Wu Dexian pushed Wu Bin's back and continued to move forward. The soul extractor on her head was still working. After I said goodbye to them, I continued to complete my grocery shopping career.
After buying good ingredients and some daily necessities, outside the mall, I saw the flower seller and saw purple roses blooming on the window. I went into the store and bought two of them home.
I have to say that although this horse naturally looks like a big shot in women's clothing, its physical fitness is still better than that of ordinary second-year junior high school students. After all, Guan Weihao said that he played basketball, and this young body made me energetic.
After I got home and replenished daily necessities, I soaked the ribs in water. After taking a nap for an hour, I put the big bones in the soup pot. The ribs were marinated with soy sauce and fermented black beans to taste, and then I started today's homework.
I never thought that my life would have such a change. When I knew how happy this kind of beautiful little life was to do homework and cook, I almost never experienced this kind of life. Now I happen to have such an opportunity, how can I not seize it?
Today I wrote a page of English homework and a reading note. The summer homework can be read from novels and essays or reference books. I wrote a reading note from Keigo Higashino's "Secret". I don't plan to submit this reading note, just as an essay or a feeling
I don't know if I want to tell a third person in my heart that I don't match the situation of the protagonist, I just remembered this novel for no reason
"Secret" describes a family of three who had an accident in a car accident. The wife died, but her soul penetrated her daughter. The man faced the body of his daughter and his soul, and could not correctly tell how to treat them instead...
Although the heroine's behavior was a bit selfish, she could only do this. She pretended that her daughter's soul was back and married as her daughter, but her husband knew her.
This approach undoubtedly lets go to both parties. In society, the two can only be father and daughter. No one knows that they are actually husband and wife. Even if they are in love, they cannot stay together for the rest of their lives.
But I added a paragraph in my reading notes. If they broke through the limitations of their bodies and lived the life that their soul mates should have, will this ending change?
This seems to be a metaphor. I try to narrate it according to the perspective of the plot characters, not involving everything about Jingxin and me. After all, our situation is different. I am just an admirer who has never slept with her.
If they really couldn't help but call each other husband and wife at home, and did not care about the physical father-daughter relationship, they did not hinder the horse on the cliff but chose to sink, in this way, even if the wife finally found the entrusted person as her daughter, could the husband accept all this more calmly?
This is a question I thought about when I was reading novels, movies and TV series. It is just that as a popular novel, there will definitely be no such plot that transcends ethical principles, otherwise we would not be able to see these works openly.
It was already past 4 o'clock after writing the reading notes. I started to cook in the kitchen. I started to make soup first. I waited until it was only more than two minutes after the meal. I could drink it for a while. I then browsed my phone. I started steaming ribs and cooking at 5 o'clock.
Not long after the completion, Jingxin opened the door and came back at around 6 o'clock. She came in and changed her shoes. I wanted to change her shoes. She leaned on an umbrella and showed a different expression than usual and said: I can do it myself.
Watching her slowly take off her shoes, put on loose slippers, throw her handbag on the shoe cabinet, move to the sofa, sit down with her left shoulder, stretch out her right leg, and knead her knees with her hands
I saw that the color of her was obviously bruised than the surrounding area, and I felt a little reluctant and said with great help: Today I perfectly implemented the tasks assigned by my mother, prepare the meal, cook the ribs you like, and do the homework you want to do today. Mom, you can take a break first or take a shower and eat.
She showed a little surprised expression, but did not express any praise: Then I'll take a shower first
She seemed a little depressed today, but she didn't say that, and I was embarrassed to ask, so I silently put the bowls and chopsticks, and then inserted two purple roses into the vase on the dining table.
It should have been a little bit of a joy, but today Jingxin's condition is a little wrong. It doesn't seem like it was caused by falling last night, but it seems like a work worry. After all, although her condition was not very good before leaving, she is not as low as when she came back. After a while, I was also lost in pleasure.
Just as I was thinking about it, a loud bang sound and her scream came from Jingxin's room.
I rushed into the room immediately. Fortunately, the door was not locked. I found that there was no one in the room. The sound came from the bathroom. I knocked on the bathroom door and asked: How about mom?
There was no answer inside, but there seemed to be a whimpering cry. I couldn't grasp what the situation is now. Jingxin must be inside. Since she was inside, she should be taking a shower. Taking a bath was naked. It wasn't very good for me to go in now.
But I clearly heard her falling to the ground and crying now, and she didn't respond to me, I should...
Whatever you think, safety comes first!
I gently twisted the bathroom door handle and found that it was not locked. After opening it, there was a smoke lingering in the Wonderland. There was no exhaust fan on.
I turned on the exhaust fan and found that the shower was spraying on the ground. Jingxin faced me sideways, holding her legs and lowering her head while sitting on the ground.
Her wet hair covered her entire face, her slender arms were hugged on her slender white calves, and crystal clear water droplets slid down on her smooth back, gathering onto her slightly fleshy buttocks under the valley
I can see her slightly raised breasts where I am, but her hands are covered and unable to see her nipples. From this angle, it should be B size from this arc.
I waved the fog of war in front of me with my hand, and at the same time I cleared my chaotic thoughts in my heart.
Jingxin finally found that I was coming in. She saw me staying a few steps away and shouted hoarsely: Xiaoma goes out!
Mother……
I'm fine, you go out... She changed into a pleading voice, which made me feel very sorry. I bit my lower lip, but I could only go out if I obeyed the order.
But when I turned around and left, I heard a low whimper. I really couldn't bear to hear Jingxin's pity crying, so I pulled off the bath towel hanging on the hook, looked to the side, opened the transparent bathroom door, and pulled the bath towel open with both hands like magic to cover my sight of her. The water from the shower had sprayed me wet. I turned off the shower and covered the bath towel on her. So far, I only saw her smooth back
A confused scene suddenly flashed in my mind. This scene seemed familiar, but I remembered that I rarely came into this bathroom. I suspected that it was some bathroom play flashbacks between Huan Jue and his ex-wife. After all, the apartments of our two families are the same.
Mom, where are you injured? Can you stand up? I looked down at Jingxin who was still immersed in sobs. Her head did not lift from beginning to end, and now I have no better way to comfort me
Then I'll go out first. Mom, remember to call me if you have anything to do, I'm outside.
I returned to the hall and kept thinking about what happened. I even thought of the plot of the novel superior molesting female subordinates, but I felt that it was not very right.
After waiting for about half an hour, Jingxin took off her home and took her out of the room. She saw me sitting on the sofa, showing her usual smile: You eat first, it's cold, don't wait for me to eat together.
It seems that she has adjusted her emotions. Since she doesn't want to say it, I won't talk about it for the time being. I also responded with a smile: I'm sorry to eat it first, mom.
Everyone sat at the dining table as if nothing had happened. She looked at the rose inserted in the bottle with a little surprised expression, but she didn't say anything, just ate silently
The atmosphere tonight really made me feel uncomfortable. I spoke several times to be active, but I didn't get corresponding feedback. Just like when I was still Huan Jue, I talked to her on the chat software. It was cold and it seemed that I was asking and answering myself.
After eating hard for this meal, I started washing dishes. Jingxin finally said: Did you do your homework today?
I nodded and said: I did it, complete the task on time
Then I'll check your homework. Do you know if you wash the dishes and go to take a shower? Jingxin turned around and moved to my room, but the door was not closed.
When I was cleaning dishes quietly, I was silently thinking about how to ask her what happened today for a while. She might not say it. Maybe she thought it would be meaningless to tell me. In her eyes, I am just a little brat, a person who has never experienced society. I just told me that it only caused trouble.
After washing the dishes, I realized that the mats I washed today were still drying on the balcony, including the anti-slip pads in the bathroom. My expression immediately looked like the old man’s subway phone. I guess part of the fall today was because I put the anti-slip pads back?
I lifted up the mats, put them back sneakily, and came to the room to take a shower with my clothes. Jingxin asked: What did you just flicker by?
I scratched my purple hair and replied: Bathroom mat, hey
Jingxin was still looking at my notes when she said this. She didn't answer, and I didn't continue to disturb her. She took her clothes to the bathroom.
It’s so unusual, why is it so difficult to have a good day?
I was so confused that I just washed it and returned to the room. Jingxin didn't want to say that now, I'll stay with her quietly. This is what I can do now and she will accept it.
When have you read this book? Jingxin pulled her hair behind her ears, turned to face me, crossed her legs, and asked calmly
I read it when I was in college, and it was fifteen or sixteen years since now. Of course I can't say this sentence. I said: I don't know, it should be recently. I have a deep impression of the plot, but if you ask when to read it, I really can't answer it.
Jingxin said with a wry smile: Then how do you confirm that the stories you recall are really the plot of the real book?
I've verified online today that it's indeed a plot. I have to write reading notes anyway, so I just thought of this novel.
Your age group has extremely strong thinking ability. Mom, I don’t want to imprison your imagination now, but what would you think if you gave it to the teacher to show it?
Then I won't hand over it. Mom, if you say it's not suitable, I'll keep it myself. This is my true feelings. If you don't want to see it, I don't want to see it, but I don't want to see the teacher taking our homework to sell waste paper after the fake.
She knocked my head and said: "You are a small person and a big devil. Your current three views are still being shaped. The sentence you wrote, "If they break through the limitations of the body and live the life that their soul mates should have." Do you know what this means?
She pointed to this sentence and showed it to me. I saw that her green jade fingers did not leave any traces of hard work in the years. Her eyes moved up until her eyes said seriously: They live according to their own roles in their souls. They are originally husband and wife, so should they live according to the way they are husband and wife?
Nonsense, they are physically father and daughter, how can they live together according to their soul roles? Society will not allow them to do this
How about Ah? It’s both sides’ business to communicate with each other. There is no third person in the room. What does it have to do with society? I deliberately pretended to be confused, and I felt unyielding in my heart. I was also stubborn.
Humans are group animals and must be considered alive in a group. Think about it, if you don’t go to school early, you will take online classes at home, are not allowed to go out, and have no communication with classmates and friends. Wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable?
I shook my head: I lost my memory and don't remember what you said, but I think it's probably not uncomfortable. I can use my phone and computer Ah
What I said is that there is no communication. Wouldn’t you communicate with your mobile phone and computer? Jingxin said in a bit of debate
In fact, this is also the point I left for her to refute me, otherwise I would have nothing to say and it would be a mess again. However, now I can't refute too much. After all, I want to lose pretty, she wants to win good looks
It seems that this is the same. It still requires communication with society. But what I am talking about is the lifestyle between them. It is not to be exposed to the eyes of society. Does other people think it is important? They can still be father and daughter in society, but in their own home, can they break away from the attention of society and do what they want to do? There is no contradiction between the two, right? I have already completed the doubts I need to raise. How to understand it depends on Jingxin. Anyway, no matter what she says, I will answer the right answer, right?
But I waited for a long time but didn't hear Jingxin refute. She just looked at me like this, but it didn't seem to focus on me. After a long time, she said: Don't hand this note to the teacher, just keep it yourself.
That... I hesitated for a long time. Now she seems to have calmed down. I can't resist the curiosity in my heart: Mom, you are a little strange today, what's the matter?
She was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and said with a professional smile: Nothing is wrong
My amnesia is not dementia, I can tell! I pointed my fingers into my eyes and emphasized that I could find out what was wrong with her.
She licked her mouth, perhaps thinking about whether she should say it out loud. I didn’t urge me. After a few minutes, she said: Today, the branch leader called me to talk. I may not be able to take the position of the branch president. It’s not a big problem. Instead, I have time to accompany you.
I frowned and looked at her graceful waist. I came up with a question: Is this leader a man?
What are you asking about this?
Nothing, it's just curiosity, hey
She nodded and continued: I was promoted to become the governor of the branch in a month. Maybe it was because of my age problem, but my competitiveness was not big enough for others. Today he told me that it might be a cold little horse. Just study hard, and you don’t need to think about other things. Mom is not unemployed or a salary reduction. Mom can still support you in your consumption of playing and eating.
Speaking of this, a feeling of desolation surged in my heart for no reason. Jingxin worked so hard for me. Even if she encountered injustice in the workplace, she could only cry quietly in the corner of the bathroom. But I was still thinking about how to sleep with her. Just as this thought filled my mind, another sudden thought hit my heart: Since my mother worked so hard, I should comfort her, whether it was spiritual or physical, at least let her relax and be herself at home.
Didn’t you just say it?
No matter how you think about society, who can control what the two of you do at home?
Just be happy
This thought surged suddenly and violently. I gritted my teeth and ordered myself to remember the ordinary idea of doing housework today to relieve this guilty feeling.
Jingxin didn't notice my abnormality. After all, she was not much better. She lowered her head and covered her eyes with one hand. Perhaps it was because of the failure of years of expectations, perhaps it was because my willfulness made her sad, or perhaps it was because of these reasons that combined it turned into a straw that overwhelmed her. The fall in the bathroom just happened to be a point of venting.
This is also good. It is better to cry than to keep it in my heart. I just couldn't hold her naked in the bathroom. Now I stood up boldly, gently wrapped her hands in front of her, letting her stick to my body
She shook for a moment, or was stunned for a moment, and then she did not resist. She just let me hold her. I lowered my head and smelled the fragrance of her hair after bathing, but hated myself why she is her son rather than her husband now?
Even if this kind of stillness passes slowly, there will be an end. She raised her head and signaled me to let go. I let go of her and sat back on the bed again.
Thank you, Xiao Ma Ah, I'm much better. She showed a gentle smile and the light in her eyes flashed slightly again.
Then mom, let's go to watch variety shows? At this moment, these things will not help. I can only divert everyone's attention and take a look at the show to relax.
No wonder variety shows are the nipple music of modern people. It has many types. At this stage of social development, it can capture the preferences of most people and create programs suitable for all kinds of people.
Fortunately, at this point, she and I found the resonance of the program "Detective". Although I could see that her condition was still not very good, it was much better than when she came back just now.
Sadness takes time to be cleaned, all I can do is sit next to her
These cases on the show often give surprises to people who are first exposed to script killing, and Jingxin also got a brief relaxation in this show.
I didn't pay much attention to the show. After all, I've watched it a long time ago. I was paying attention to the people sitting next to me throughout the process. Seeing that she seemed to have forgotten the depression when she just returned home, I was relieved.
Can you take me to play your script on the weekend? Jingxin suddenly asked me after she finished her murderer in the show
I smiled and said: Ah, what do mom want to play?
She inserted her hands into her hair, stroked her casually for a few strokes, and said: Is there any book like today's show?
I watched today but I didn’t see the horror script yesterday. I didn’t expect that she liked it so much. I immediately nodded and said: Of course, how scary it is?
Don't be too scary at the beginning. Just think about it carefully and it's terrible. Well, she nodded to herself, and didn't know if she dared not show any more expressions in front of me, but this expression is obviously just looking forward to it!
It was already past 10 o'clock after watching the show. I returned to my room and thought about Jingxin's behavior just now. Some scenes flashed through my heart. That was the scene where I was fighting with someone at the bank that day.
Could it be that Jingxin’s promotion was ruined because of me?
In my eyes, she is still young and beautiful, as if she is so tender that she can squeeze out water, but her actual age is there, and this time she never has the chance to be promoted to the president of the branch, and she may have really been in this position for the rest of her life until she retires.
The thoughts in my heart are getting more and more confusing. I can't sleep if I can't get the answer. The keywords of male leader, position, and crying almost made me fall into a crazy devil.
I knocked on Jingxin's door with melancholy, and a small exclaim came from inside: What's the matter?
I want to come in and talk about something
You wait...
After waiting for half a minute, Jingxin opened the door. I saw her two dots facing a white T-shirt, her pink nipples looming, and she obviously didn't wear a bra.
But my eyes didn't dare to stay there. I put my eyes back on her face before she noticed that I was looking at her chest: That... Mom, was you rubbed down because I had a quarrel with the client last week?
Jingxin didn't answer for a long time. She touched my head and said softly: There is no reason with Xiaoma. These are adult affairs, and I can't explain them clearly.
Did that male leader threaten you with his position and ask you to do something you don't want to do? I didn't say it bluntly, but more than ten years of social experience have allowed me to know some dirty transaction inside stories long ago. I couldn't sleep and had to come and verify it
Unexpectedly, Jingxin's face changed. I caught it at that moment, and I understood a little in my heart.
What are you thinking about? Do you watch TV series or have too many novels? It’s not because my mother has not been promoted, and it’s not as strange as you think. If my mother doesn’t become a president, don’t she have more time to do what she likes? I don’t care about it even if I become a president and do yoga less time.
Rather than saying this to me, she expressed her position. Thinking of this, I had a solution in my heart. Although I didn't want to get to this point, the best thing at the moment is what I thought of
I changed the topic and said: Yes, it's a good thing to not be so busy. My classmate complained to me this week that his parents do business and leaders often come home after 9:00 pm, and they are still drunk. I don't like such a mother.
After hearing these words, Jingxin was about to close the door and said: If you have nothing to do, go back to bed first.
But I stood in front of the door and didn't leave for a long time
What's wrong?
That, mom, you can't apply the place where you fell and hurt yourself. Do you still need me to help you apply your back today?
I remembered Tu Mei's incident and immediately asked. After tonight, I don't know if I need me tomorrow or not
She hesitated for a moment, and for some reason, I saw her closing her eyes and taking a deep breath and said: OK, I really can't apply it
Open the door, Jingxin walked back to the bed by herself, leaving only a figure on me
She leaned over and turned off the headlights of the room and turned on the nightlights of the bedside table. When I was confused, she crossed her hands to me and pulled the hem of the T-shirt, and then pulled up. The whole T-shirt broke away from her body under my eyes, and the lines of her back were exposed in front of me without any obstruction.
Under the faint light of the night light, her body seemed to emit light, and she outlined a wonderful human stroke under the yellow light. From my perspective, she could vaguely see the slight curves of her chest
I have to say that her waist is indeed graceful, and the petite woman with a skeleton can best reflect the moving curve without any clothing obstruction.
But the current situation is, why does Jingxin want to do such a thing?
She didn't say anything, and I didn't ask. She watched Yiren walk slowly on the bed and lay down, with her hands vertically beside her. Her head was facing me, and she said without changing her face: Just press my back like this
I really don’t understand why Jingxin suddenly became so... pornographic? Or is it taking the initiative?
Her behavior was not like what she should have done when she was prepared for Ma Natural these days. I couldn't figure it out and I couldn't see clearly what kind of person Jingxin was.
From the shy and polite junior sister in past memories to the cold and guarding mother she met after becoming Ma Nan, the confused and harsh and sexual desire mother in Ma Nan's diary, and then to the cheerful and lively mother who found when Ma Yanran returned home, and then to the elder who had strong ability to accept new things, and finally caused the mother who broke out from family conflicts with the worries of the son to become a major.
After this series of timelines, it seemed that each one was not like her, but each one was real her. When I pieced together, I found that I didn’t know what kind of person she was.
Just as she is lying on the bed and looking at me, from Ma Natural's diary or when I wake up, she clearly knows that Ma Natural has a mother-loving heart. Although I am now amnesia in her opinion, some love instincts cannot disappear easily. I believe he will not know this.
However, she still did this, taking off her shirt in front of me and asking me to apply her back. Could it be that in just one week, she changed from strong resistance to mother-son incest to slowly accepting it?
Or I was thinking too much, she just wanted me to apply her back
The demon in my mind appeared again, buzzing in my mind: Wake up!
Where can a mother take off her top and bra in front of her son and lie on the bed for him to massage her?
This is obviously intentional test, or even seduce
The rationality in my heart gave me a comforting explanation: she might simply not wear a bra when she was sleeping. Since she mentioned painting her back, she just took off her T-shirt and asked herself to help. It was because she was her biological son that she would not think about Lu Si. It was because she believed in herself, knew that she had no distractions to her, that she dared to do such a move.
The demon interrupted my explanation like a conversation: Let me down, even if I have no distractions to her, how dare you say that she has no intention to me in this action?
Isn’t this an initiative?
My heart was speechless by the demon in my mind. This behavior is really abnormal. I can't find any reasonable explanation. At least I can't find what the inspiration that can cause her heart within this week is the first week.
She scolded me indirectly making me feel guilty about amnesia?
She heard the fermentation of mother-son incest at Wenwen's house?
Is there an anxiety about my sexual orientation faintly changing?
Are you unable to get promoted today or are you encountering unspoken rules in the workplace?
There is no answer, or they are all answers. There may be an answer some day in the future, but unfortunately there is no answer today.
The waves in my heart have thought so much, but in fact I guess I could only stay silent for ten seconds. I didn't ask him anything extra. I took out the live oil I put on last night, sat by the bed, facing her eyes. Even if I want to see the spring light now, I can't see it. Her arms are tightly clenched, and I didn't give me the chance to see the scenery on my chest.
I rubbed my hands violently and then pressed it on the part where she fell last night. The bruise had dissipated a lot more than last night. It might disappear in a few days.
I touched her shoulder blade and asked: Mom, can I help you press the whole back? You are ready to be massaged
I am both a test and a true love. Everyone is lying down. If you don’t press your whole heart, you always feel that something is missing.
Just like going to massage and telling the technician that her neck and shoulders hurt, she really pinched her neck and shoulders throughout the service period, and she didn't press her waist at all, so uncomfortable.
Her head seemed to want to look back at me, but she found that she couldn't do it, so she gave up: Can you?
Although I have amnesia, I vaguely remember some massage skills when the basketball team was training. The coach taught us massage. After training, we all helped each other massage each other. I don’t know if this is really true. The above are all said by Guan Weihao. When I was killed in the script last time, I said that basketball happened to be mentioned. Good friend, I will lend you another river.
Let's believe you once. Jingxin closed her eyes and seemed to let me slaughter
As the saying goes, long-term pressing becomes a good teacher. Based on the communication between massage and technicians over the years and the location of my personal experience, I probably know which parts are easy to get tired and comfortable to press.
I began to pinch her slightly tight shoulder rhythmically along her neck. I pressed it with my thumb as I remembered. As soon as she touched her, she let out a sound of YīngNíng. I asked: Did it be a little more powerful?
It's okay, just this strength, it's okay
I pressed her shoulders and gradually went down to the injured part. I had just pressed the right side, and I mainly put my strength on the left. I didn't expect that I could hear her breathing after pressing this way
Jingxin's back is like a picture of an unparalleled beauty, unfortunately there is a slight blue stain
I used my palm to transfer the warmth to her jade back, and my cold back also made her cool back slightly hot.
This is the first time I touched Jingxin's entire back without any restraint, but the devil's mind still disappeared just now, and my mind is poured into massage.
After some operation, I had rubbed her back slightly red. Seeing that she was not speaking, my fingers jumped like playing the pipa and moved closer to the middle of my spine, and came to the waist position in a smearing and picking position.
This waist is also a place where modern people are prone to fatigue, especially in daily work that requires long-term standing. Pustomy muscle strain is a common problem. I pushed her smooth waist with the base of my palm, and pushed her waist red.
Jingxin's shoulders and back are a little tight. It is conceivable that she needs to stand for a long time and sit on the computer. However, because these two tasks are done in turn, none of them is particularly strained. Of course, this is based on the first time that I am a poor health experiencer who has taken office as a health technician.
After half an hour passed so quietly, I saw that her back could not bear the torture for a longer time, and I did not have the intention to go further. Today, she was in a wrong state. I didn't want to do anything that made her even more sad at this time, so I gave up the obvious extreme behavior of sitting on her butt and helping her push her back. After all, the future is long.
I stopped the massage and Jingxin said softly: Thank you, Xiao Ma, let's get here today, it's very late. Although it's summer vacation, you're going to bed at around 11 o'clock now. Thank you today. Thank you.
I don't know when she had already opened her eyes, she turned her head to face the seat where I was sitting, and said to me with a smile
I stood up and said politely: Good night, mom, I will continue watching variety shows tomorrow
This guy, OK, go back
I exited the room and closed the door, and stretched out my palm that smelled a little bit of oil to stare at me carefully. This palm pressed Jingxin's back once just now
But why am I not satisfied now, and not even a trace of ripples?
Is this Jingxin's temptation to me? But what is her attitude?
I couldn't figure it out, but I'm sure that something must have stimulated her today. Thinking of this, I looked at the time that was not enough on my phone, and hesitated for a while, and finally made up my mind and called a phone number.
The next day I got up very early. While Jingxin was still sleeping, I was searching for any ingredients that could make breakfast.
When I cooked the egg noodles, she walked out wearing the outfit last night, scratching her hair and walking out a little bit with her feet scratching her hair.
When she saw that I had cooked the noodles, she showed a surprised expression: You... wake up so early to make breakfast?
I replied with a bright smile: Good morning Mom, this is the love breakfast I specially prepared for you. I asked you to have a lot of things last night. I wish you a lot of them to forgive your child’s mistakes.
Jingxin was confused by my words. She half-bendted to the dining table and sat down, looking at me with one hand: What's wrong with you today? We had already agreed before going to bed last night. I believe you. What you need is to prove yourself with your daily behavior, not to be attentive this time.
Am I so unbearable in my mother's mind? I just want to make a breakfast for you. I made you fall yesterday. Can you let me cook for you these days?
Jingxin maintained this position, glanced at me up and down, her eyebrows frowned: Then you can buy vegetables and cook these days, and you have to do it. You must do it. I can't leave my homework, I will still check it.
Obey the order, Mother! I stood up and greeted me, and then served the freshly cooked egg noodles, and I sat next to her and started eating
Jingxin was browsing her phone, her hair covering half of her face. The anti-peeping screen made me wonder what she was watching. She asked: Are there any Ah who really searches for houses like in the show?
I thought about the store I went to that time. There was a real-life room in use and a real-life script that was being renovated. I nodded: Yes, but compared to the program, it is of course much simpler. If the program is like that, you have to go to Guangwen City. There are books on the 2nd and 1 night.
She didn't ask again, just lowered her head and said: Interesting
When will my mother go out to play with me? I took this opportunity to seduce her to play together
Look, you can cook this noodles, add some chopped green onions tomorrow. She fiddled with the noodles and was unwilling to answer my questions
I haven't played script kills these days, I will cook and do my homework seriously! I sat next to Jingxin with confidence and sworn.
If you really do your homework so hard, I can agree to some small requests, but the final explanation is on me. Jingxin stood up and said, Today is the 22nd, dinner from Thursday to Saturday, you will make it at home, so that you can feel the hard work of your mother.
OK, mom, then I'll wash the dishes first. Did your injuries heal last night? Can you go to work?
Jingxin waved her hand and walked back to the room halfway: I'm not that pretentious, it'll be fine in a few days. Remember to do homework at home well, I wash my face and go to work
Watching Jingxin return to the room and close the door, I breathed a sigh of relief
Today's action is the way to relieve the awkward atmosphere between us that I thought of before going to bed. Yesterday, it ended with massage. It seemed that it was okay, but after all, it was a quarrel about the topic that was terminated due to someone's injury after the outbreak. The problem was not really solved. The knots in my heart were not loosened.
Jingxin knew that I was watching those videos and went to the script to kill with women's clothing. She must be anxious and uneasy inside, and she might even look for a psychologist to treat me.
My approach is to move the winger, using a relatively radical method to push Jingxin toward the direction I expected, but the initiative is with her. If I am not careful, I can easily do the stupid thing like Ma Natural Originally disliked.
Things are still under my control for the time being. Everything I do today is to regain favorability. Just like Hgame, I clicked some options to reduce favorability, and I have to make the right moves in the future to increase my favorability.
This option to attract favor is to take the initiative to do housework and do homework, which seems sensible and obedient in the eyes of adults.
After all, if Lu Ming took the initiative to do housework at home and cook for me to do homework seriously, I would be very pleased. Jingxin is about the same age as me, so my ideas should not be too different.
I don’t do housework often, but I haven’t done it before. When I’m busy these years, I will hire an hourly worker to help clean the house. When I’m idle, I will wash the air conditioner and wipe the toilet.
After I washed the dishes, Jingxin came out in her uniform and slippers. I saw that she was a little inconvenient to walk, so I went over to help her and asked: Can mom go to work? Should I take a leave to take a break or go to the doctor?
No need, it's okay, it's just a little pain. You take a break and do your homework. She touched my head and walked slowly to the shoe cabinet. She took out her usual high heels. She bent down and put them on but she couldn't help but want to fall down again.
I immediately walked up and grabbed her arm and supported her. I remembered that I participated in the competition with her. After the game, she accidentally stepped on the air and almost sprained her. I also supported her.
Unfortunately, things have changed. Back then, I supported her and felt a throbbing of expecting further development. Now I support her but I feel guilty and expecting to break through the ethics.
Forced myself not to think too much, I looked at her right leg shaking in high heels and said: Why not wear another pair today? You don’t have to wear high heels, right?
She nodded and asked me to find a pair of shorter heeled leather shoes on the facade of the shoe cabinet. I squatted down, took off the high heels on her right, and then put the heeled shoes on her feet. She held the shoe cabinet and obediently asked me to change her shoes
She took out a long-handled umbrella from the shoe cabinet and leaned on it and said: Don’t worry, I want to eat pork ribs today, can you make it?
Seeing Jingxin being so injured but still having to go to work with crutches, I felt a little reluctant. After all, it was because of my plan. I could only pat my chest vigorously and said: Mom wants to eat, but if you can't do it, you can learn it online. It's wrapped around me.
After Jingxin closed the door and left, I first ordered the sweeping robot to start working, and went to the bathroom to clean it myself. The cleaning of the public bathroom was quickly completed. I went to the bathroom in the suite to clean it.
This is Jingxin's exclusive bathroom. The shampoo, body lotion, hair mask and other piles up in a rack. I cleaned each bottle of liquid with water, and then rinsed the rack with a shower.
When I put the bottle back to its original position, I saw a strange bottle of things. After glanced at English, I found that it was a bottle of private toilet liquid. My eyes were fixed on the bottle for a long time and I couldn't move it away.
For some reason, a stream of thought that it seemed to be viewing Ma Yuan in his mind when he was reading a diary. During the shower, Jingxin squeezed out the liquid from the bottle in her palm. After applying it, she inserted the liquid into her vagina with her fingers and thrust back and forth, then replaced it with a shower to pressurize the pressure mode and aimed at her vagina from bottom to top, and bursts of low and high moans echoed in the bathroom.
I shook my head again and threw out this strange idea. This was simply too vulgar. Could it be that I read Ma Natural's diary that I would inadvertently fall into these inexplicable scenes?
This place is exactly the same as Huan Jue's layout. I am familiar with it. I diligently wiped the wall tiles of the bathroom, then washed the washbasin and toilet. I saw that the floor of the bathroom seemed a little dirty, so I poured some dishwashing liquid to clean the stains, and rinsed all the bathroom mats and placed them on the balcony to dry.
After I cleaned the bathroom, I cleaned the windows and railings, checked them, packed all the expired seasonings and medicines at home and prepared to throw them away. After this process, it was already past 11 o'clock.
I plan to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and add some seasonings and other daily necessities. After I went out with the garbage, I walked casually on the way to the supermarket.
Husking a small song, I came to the owner of the main house at the entrance of the supermarket and had a thin beef noodles. After I went into the supermarket to select the goods. When I was pushing the shopping cart and choosing left and right, I found two familiar figures.
It shouldn't be a bit familiar, but a familiar and embarrassing figure
Wu Dexian and Wu Bin are shopping in the mall
Wu Dexian was holding a soul extractor and happily clamping Wu Bin's head. The latter was lying on the shopping cart with a decadent and helpless expression.
Seeing me pushing the shopping cart, Wu Dexian shouted lively: Xiao Binbin, your classmate
Wu Bin raised his unlost head and saw that it was me. His eyes became a little brighter, but he still said hello weakly: Good afternoon, brother-in-law, are you here to visit the mall?
When you see, Xiao Ma, you are preparing to cook at home. You are learning from others. Have you cooked for your sister? Wu Dexian stroked her soul extractor up and down, scraping Wu Bin's head quacked
Wu Bin did not respond to this, and he forced a smile and said: When will Yanyan come back to Guangwen City?
I don’t know, she is attending a summer camp. You will definitely not be able to go to her this month. Why don’t you go to Guangwen City to find him next month?
Wu Bin tilted his head and looked at Wu Dexian with a desire to pray and desire. Wu Dexian said: Why are you looking at me?
I want me to take you out to play again? You are a sister-in-law this time. Why do I have the nerve to make a light bulb as a sister?
That... Can I interrupt? Seeing that the two of them were pursuing Ma Yanran seemed to be beyond the limits that junior high school students should have, I had no choice but to stop them.
Isn't it good for you to talk about how to hook up with classmates in front of her brother? These two people are a little unscrupulous, but according to Wu Dexian's open attitude, Wu Bin is already extremely conservative
Xiaoma, right? You have no reason to stop my brother from pursuing your sister. After that, I gave me an evil look. She stood behind Wu Bin, but Wu Bin did not see her expression.
I know this is helping me remember the swearing incident a few days earlier. In exchange, Wu Bin should not be blocked from pursuing Ma Yanran
Early love is not advocated, but if both parties are in love, I have no position to stop it. After all, I am not much better than that. I have gotten three people in one week
Seeing that I was silent, Wu Bin looked back at her sister: Why do you two actually have a secret?
Shouldn't Ah?
Bad boy, I'm talking to you, how do you break the situation? During the animation exhibition, I convinced your classmates with my three-inch tongue. I didn't expect that in just a few days, I wanted to eat it and refuse to admit it?
Wu Dexian is really brave. She actually used such obscure words to say such a bold description.
But Wu Bin didn't understand the one. He looked at us blankly, not knowing what secret number he was looking at.
That day, I met Xiao Ma, a classmate who was alone. As the owner of the head news a week ago, I was the nurse who was responsible for taking care of him. So I started chatting with him. When I said you, I said I took care of you for two days. I heard that you like his sister, can you give him a chance to pursue him?
Sister Ah! I mentioned this kind of thing to you, why did you tell me in front of someone else's brother? I was so embarrassed. Wu Bin stomped his feet, and the expression of death in the society impressed me.
Dede, you can go when she comes back from summer camp next month. Anyway, she and I are separated from each other, just don't mess around.
I walked over and patted Wu Bin on the shoulder, stared at Wu Dexian with my lips pursed. Wu Dexian shrugged her eyebrows and made an OK gesture to me
You guys walk around slowly, I'm going to rush home to cook. I don't want to participate in these things anymore. If Ma Yanran likes Wu Bin, I have nothing to say. Who is not a bottle of wonderful memories when she grows up?
Sister Wu, thank you very much. I will make my position again. Without compulsory conditions, Ma Yanran and Wu Bin are in love and will not affect their studies. As my brother, I have no reason to stop Wu Bin from doing this before. I don’t know how it was before, but the limited contact this week is OK
Uncle Da’s brother-in-law, why do I feel like you are introducing your daughter, not introducing your sister? Wu Bin seems to be full of doubts about my words
Oops, and unconsciously, he was in the Huanjue mode and said these words that were not in line with his identity. Fortunately, Wu Dexian came out to smooth things over: Why do you care about so much? I will take a vacation next month to go to Guangwen with you. Then I will go to play with my sisters. What should you do yourself? Other brothers say it's OK. Why are you still struggling with these things?
Wu Dexian pushed Wu Bin's back and continued to move forward. The soul extractor on her head was still working. After I said goodbye to them, I continued to complete my grocery shopping career.
After buying good ingredients and some daily necessities, outside the mall, I saw the flower seller and saw purple roses blooming on the window. I went into the store and bought two of them home.
I have to say that although this horse naturally looks like a big shot in women's clothing, its physical fitness is still better than that of ordinary second-year junior high school students. After all, Guan Weihao said that he played basketball, and this young body made me energetic.
After I got home and replenished daily necessities, I soaked the ribs in water. After taking a nap for an hour, I put the big bones in the soup pot. The ribs were marinated with soy sauce and fermented black beans to taste, and then I started today's homework.
I never thought that my life would have such a change. When I knew how happy this kind of beautiful little life was to do homework and cook, I almost never experienced this kind of life. Now I happen to have such an opportunity, how can I not seize it?
Today I wrote a page of English homework and a reading note. The summer homework can be read from novels and essays or reference books. I wrote a reading note from Keigo Higashino's "Secret". I don't plan to submit this reading note, just as an essay or a feeling
I don't know if I want to tell a third person in my heart that I don't match the situation of the protagonist, I just remembered this novel for no reason
"Secret" describes a family of three who had an accident in a car accident. The wife died, but her soul penetrated her daughter. The man faced the body of his daughter and his soul, and could not correctly tell how to treat them instead...
Although the heroine's behavior was a bit selfish, she could only do this. She pretended that her daughter's soul was back and married as her daughter, but her husband knew her.
This approach undoubtedly lets go to both parties. In society, the two can only be father and daughter. No one knows that they are actually husband and wife. Even if they are in love, they cannot stay together for the rest of their lives.
But I added a paragraph in my reading notes. If they broke through the limitations of their bodies and lived the life that their soul mates should have, will this ending change?
This seems to be a metaphor. I try to narrate it according to the perspective of the plot characters, not involving everything about Jingxin and me. After all, our situation is different. I am just an admirer who has never slept with her.
If they really couldn't help but call each other husband and wife at home, and did not care about the physical father-daughter relationship, they did not hinder the horse on the cliff but chose to sink, in this way, even if the wife finally found the entrusted person as her daughter, could the husband accept all this more calmly?
This is a question I thought about when I was reading novels, movies and TV series. It is just that as a popular novel, there will definitely be no such plot that transcends ethical principles, otherwise we would not be able to see these works openly.
It was already past 4 o'clock after writing the reading notes. I started to cook in the kitchen. I started to make soup first. I waited until it was only more than two minutes after the meal. I could drink it for a while. I then browsed my phone. I started steaming ribs and cooking at 5 o'clock.
Not long after the completion, Jingxin opened the door and came back at around 6 o'clock. She came in and changed her shoes. I wanted to change her shoes. She leaned on an umbrella and showed a different expression than usual and said: I can do it myself.
Watching her slowly take off her shoes, put on loose slippers, throw her handbag on the shoe cabinet, move to the sofa, sit down with her left shoulder, stretch out her right leg, and knead her knees with her hands
I saw that the color of her was obviously bruised than the surrounding area, and I felt a little reluctant and said with great help: Today I perfectly implemented the tasks assigned by my mother, prepare the meal, cook the ribs you like, and do the homework you want to do today. Mom, you can take a break first or take a shower and eat.
She showed a little surprised expression, but did not express any praise: Then I'll take a shower first
She seemed a little depressed today, but she didn't say that, and I was embarrassed to ask, so I silently put the bowls and chopsticks, and then inserted two purple roses into the vase on the dining table.
It should have been a little bit of a joy, but today Jingxin's condition is a little wrong. It doesn't seem like it was caused by falling last night, but it seems like a work worry. After all, although her condition was not very good before leaving, she is not as low as when she came back. After a while, I was also lost in pleasure.
Just as I was thinking about it, a loud bang sound and her scream came from Jingxin's room.
I rushed into the room immediately. Fortunately, the door was not locked. I found that there was no one in the room. The sound came from the bathroom. I knocked on the bathroom door and asked: How about mom?
There was no answer inside, but there seemed to be a whimpering cry. I couldn't grasp what the situation is now. Jingxin must be inside. Since she was inside, she should be taking a shower. Taking a bath was naked. It wasn't very good for me to go in now.
But I clearly heard her falling to the ground and crying now, and she didn't respond to me, I should...
Whatever you think, safety comes first!
I gently twisted the bathroom door handle and found that it was not locked. After opening it, there was a smoke lingering in the Wonderland. There was no exhaust fan on.
I turned on the exhaust fan and found that the shower was spraying on the ground. Jingxin faced me sideways, holding her legs and lowering her head while sitting on the ground.
Her wet hair covered her entire face, her slender arms were hugged on her slender white calves, and crystal clear water droplets slid down on her smooth back, gathering onto her slightly fleshy buttocks under the valley
I can see her slightly raised breasts where I am, but her hands are covered and unable to see her nipples. From this angle, it should be B size from this arc.
I waved the fog of war in front of me with my hand, and at the same time I cleared my chaotic thoughts in my heart.
Jingxin finally found that I was coming in. She saw me staying a few steps away and shouted hoarsely: Xiaoma goes out!
Mother……
I'm fine, you go out... She changed into a pleading voice, which made me feel very sorry. I bit my lower lip, but I could only go out if I obeyed the order.
But when I turned around and left, I heard a low whimper. I really couldn't bear to hear Jingxin's pity crying, so I pulled off the bath towel hanging on the hook, looked to the side, opened the transparent bathroom door, and pulled the bath towel open with both hands like magic to cover my sight of her. The water from the shower had sprayed me wet. I turned off the shower and covered the bath towel on her. So far, I only saw her smooth back
A confused scene suddenly flashed in my mind. This scene seemed familiar, but I remembered that I rarely came into this bathroom. I suspected that it was some bathroom play flashbacks between Huan Jue and his ex-wife. After all, the apartments of our two families are the same.
Mom, where are you injured? Can you stand up? I looked down at Jingxin who was still immersed in sobs. Her head did not lift from beginning to end, and now I have no better way to comfort me
Then I'll go out first. Mom, remember to call me if you have anything to do, I'm outside.
I returned to the hall and kept thinking about what happened. I even thought of the plot of the novel superior molesting female subordinates, but I felt that it was not very right.
After waiting for about half an hour, Jingxin took off her home and took her out of the room. She saw me sitting on the sofa, showing her usual smile: You eat first, it's cold, don't wait for me to eat together.
It seems that she has adjusted her emotions. Since she doesn't want to say it, I won't talk about it for the time being. I also responded with a smile: I'm sorry to eat it first, mom.
Everyone sat at the dining table as if nothing had happened. She looked at the rose inserted in the bottle with a little surprised expression, but she didn't say anything, just ate silently
The atmosphere tonight really made me feel uncomfortable. I spoke several times to be active, but I didn't get corresponding feedback. Just like when I was still Huan Jue, I talked to her on the chat software. It was cold and it seemed that I was asking and answering myself.
After eating hard for this meal, I started washing dishes. Jingxin finally said: Did you do your homework today?
I nodded and said: I did it, complete the task on time
Then I'll check your homework. Do you know if you wash the dishes and go to take a shower? Jingxin turned around and moved to my room, but the door was not closed.
When I was cleaning dishes quietly, I was silently thinking about how to ask her what happened today for a while. She might not say it. Maybe she thought it would be meaningless to tell me. In her eyes, I am just a little brat, a person who has never experienced society. I just told me that it only caused trouble.
After washing the dishes, I realized that the mats I washed today were still drying on the balcony, including the anti-slip pads in the bathroom. My expression immediately looked like the old man’s subway phone. I guess part of the fall today was because I put the anti-slip pads back?
I lifted up the mats, put them back sneakily, and came to the room to take a shower with my clothes. Jingxin asked: What did you just flicker by?
I scratched my purple hair and replied: Bathroom mat, hey
Jingxin was still looking at my notes when she said this. She didn't answer, and I didn't continue to disturb her. She took her clothes to the bathroom.
It’s so unusual, why is it so difficult to have a good day?
I was so confused that I just washed it and returned to the room. Jingxin didn't want to say that now, I'll stay with her quietly. This is what I can do now and she will accept it.
When have you read this book? Jingxin pulled her hair behind her ears, turned to face me, crossed her legs, and asked calmly
I read it when I was in college, and it was fifteen or sixteen years since now. Of course I can't say this sentence. I said: I don't know, it should be recently. I have a deep impression of the plot, but if you ask when to read it, I really can't answer it.
Jingxin said with a wry smile: Then how do you confirm that the stories you recall are really the plot of the real book?
I've verified online today that it's indeed a plot. I have to write reading notes anyway, so I just thought of this novel.
Your age group has extremely strong thinking ability. Mom, I don’t want to imprison your imagination now, but what would you think if you gave it to the teacher to show it?
Then I won't hand over it. Mom, if you say it's not suitable, I'll keep it myself. This is my true feelings. If you don't want to see it, I don't want to see it, but I don't want to see the teacher taking our homework to sell waste paper after the fake.
She knocked my head and said: "You are a small person and a big devil. Your current three views are still being shaped. The sentence you wrote, "If they break through the limitations of the body and live the life that their soul mates should have." Do you know what this means?
She pointed to this sentence and showed it to me. I saw that her green jade fingers did not leave any traces of hard work in the years. Her eyes moved up until her eyes said seriously: They live according to their own roles in their souls. They are originally husband and wife, so should they live according to the way they are husband and wife?
Nonsense, they are physically father and daughter, how can they live together according to their soul roles? Society will not allow them to do this
How about Ah? It’s both sides’ business to communicate with each other. There is no third person in the room. What does it have to do with society? I deliberately pretended to be confused, and I felt unyielding in my heart. I was also stubborn.
Humans are group animals and must be considered alive in a group. Think about it, if you don’t go to school early, you will take online classes at home, are not allowed to go out, and have no communication with classmates and friends. Wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable?
I shook my head: I lost my memory and don't remember what you said, but I think it's probably not uncomfortable. I can use my phone and computer Ah
What I said is that there is no communication. Wouldn’t you communicate with your mobile phone and computer? Jingxin said in a bit of debate
In fact, this is also the point I left for her to refute me, otherwise I would have nothing to say and it would be a mess again. However, now I can't refute too much. After all, I want to lose pretty, she wants to win good looks
It seems that this is the same. It still requires communication with society. But what I am talking about is the lifestyle between them. It is not to be exposed to the eyes of society. Does other people think it is important? They can still be father and daughter in society, but in their own home, can they break away from the attention of society and do what they want to do? There is no contradiction between the two, right? I have already completed the doubts I need to raise. How to understand it depends on Jingxin. Anyway, no matter what she says, I will answer the right answer, right?
But I waited for a long time but didn't hear Jingxin refute. She just looked at me like this, but it didn't seem to focus on me. After a long time, she said: Don't hand this note to the teacher, just keep it yourself.
That... I hesitated for a long time. Now she seems to have calmed down. I can't resist the curiosity in my heart: Mom, you are a little strange today, what's the matter?
She was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and said with a professional smile: Nothing is wrong
My amnesia is not dementia, I can tell! I pointed my fingers into my eyes and emphasized that I could find out what was wrong with her.
She licked her mouth, perhaps thinking about whether she should say it out loud. I didn’t urge me. After a few minutes, she said: Today, the branch leader called me to talk. I may not be able to take the position of the branch president. It’s not a big problem. Instead, I have time to accompany you.
I frowned and looked at her graceful waist. I came up with a question: Is this leader a man?
What are you asking about this?
Nothing, it's just curiosity, hey
She nodded and continued: I was promoted to become the governor of the branch in a month. Maybe it was because of my age problem, but my competitiveness was not big enough for others. Today he told me that it might be a cold little horse. Just study hard, and you don’t need to think about other things. Mom is not unemployed or a salary reduction. Mom can still support you in your consumption of playing and eating.
Speaking of this, a feeling of desolation surged in my heart for no reason. Jingxin worked so hard for me. Even if she encountered injustice in the workplace, she could only cry quietly in the corner of the bathroom. But I was still thinking about how to sleep with her. Just as this thought filled my mind, another sudden thought hit my heart: Since my mother worked so hard, I should comfort her, whether it was spiritual or physical, at least let her relax and be herself at home.
Didn’t you just say it?
No matter how you think about society, who can control what the two of you do at home?
Just be happy
This thought surged suddenly and violently. I gritted my teeth and ordered myself to remember the ordinary idea of doing housework today to relieve this guilty feeling.
Jingxin didn't notice my abnormality. After all, she was not much better. She lowered her head and covered her eyes with one hand. Perhaps it was because of the failure of years of expectations, perhaps it was because my willfulness made her sad, or perhaps it was because of these reasons that combined it turned into a straw that overwhelmed her. The fall in the bathroom just happened to be a point of venting.
This is also good. It is better to cry than to keep it in my heart. I just couldn't hold her naked in the bathroom. Now I stood up boldly, gently wrapped her hands in front of her, letting her stick to my body
She shook for a moment, or was stunned for a moment, and then she did not resist. She just let me hold her. I lowered my head and smelled the fragrance of her hair after bathing, but hated myself why she is her son rather than her husband now?
Even if this kind of stillness passes slowly, there will be an end. She raised her head and signaled me to let go. I let go of her and sat back on the bed again.
Thank you, Xiao Ma Ah, I'm much better. She showed a gentle smile and the light in her eyes flashed slightly again.
Then mom, let's go to watch variety shows? At this moment, these things will not help. I can only divert everyone's attention and take a look at the show to relax.
No wonder variety shows are the nipple music of modern people. It has many types. At this stage of social development, it can capture the preferences of most people and create programs suitable for all kinds of people.
Fortunately, at this point, she and I found the resonance of the program "Detective". Although I could see that her condition was still not very good, it was much better than when she came back just now.
Sadness takes time to be cleaned, all I can do is sit next to her
These cases on the show often give surprises to people who are first exposed to script killing, and Jingxin also got a brief relaxation in this show.
I didn't pay much attention to the show. After all, I've watched it a long time ago. I was paying attention to the people sitting next to me throughout the process. Seeing that she seemed to have forgotten the depression when she just returned home, I was relieved.
Can you take me to play your script on the weekend? Jingxin suddenly asked me after she finished her murderer in the show
I smiled and said: Ah, what do mom want to play?
She inserted her hands into her hair, stroked her casually for a few strokes, and said: Is there any book like today's show?
I watched today but I didn’t see the horror script yesterday. I didn’t expect that she liked it so much. I immediately nodded and said: Of course, how scary it is?
Don't be too scary at the beginning. Just think about it carefully and it's terrible. Well, she nodded to herself, and didn't know if she dared not show any more expressions in front of me, but this expression is obviously just looking forward to it!
It was already past 10 o'clock after watching the show. I returned to my room and thought about Jingxin's behavior just now. Some scenes flashed through my heart. That was the scene where I was fighting with someone at the bank that day.
Could it be that Jingxin’s promotion was ruined because of me?
In my eyes, she is still young and beautiful, as if she is so tender that she can squeeze out water, but her actual age is there, and this time she never has the chance to be promoted to the president of the branch, and she may have really been in this position for the rest of her life until she retires.
The thoughts in my heart are getting more and more confusing. I can't sleep if I can't get the answer. The keywords of male leader, position, and crying almost made me fall into a crazy devil.
I knocked on Jingxin's door with melancholy, and a small exclaim came from inside: What's the matter?
I want to come in and talk about something
You wait...
After waiting for half a minute, Jingxin opened the door. I saw her two dots facing a white T-shirt, her pink nipples looming, and she obviously didn't wear a bra.
But my eyes didn't dare to stay there. I put my eyes back on her face before she noticed that I was looking at her chest: That... Mom, was you rubbed down because I had a quarrel with the client last week?
Jingxin didn't answer for a long time. She touched my head and said softly: There is no reason with Xiaoma. These are adult affairs, and I can't explain them clearly.
Did that male leader threaten you with his position and ask you to do something you don't want to do? I didn't say it bluntly, but more than ten years of social experience have allowed me to know some dirty transaction inside stories long ago. I couldn't sleep and had to come and verify it
Unexpectedly, Jingxin's face changed. I caught it at that moment, and I understood a little in my heart.
What are you thinking about? Do you watch TV series or have too many novels? It’s not because my mother has not been promoted, and it’s not as strange as you think. If my mother doesn’t become a president, don’t she have more time to do what she likes? I don’t care about it even if I become a president and do yoga less time.
Rather than saying this to me, she expressed her position. Thinking of this, I had a solution in my heart. Although I didn't want to get to this point, the best thing at the moment is what I thought of
I changed the topic and said: Yes, it's a good thing to not be so busy. My classmate complained to me this week that his parents do business and leaders often come home after 9:00 pm, and they are still drunk. I don't like such a mother.
After hearing these words, Jingxin was about to close the door and said: If you have nothing to do, go back to bed first.
But I stood in front of the door and didn't leave for a long time
What's wrong?
That, mom, you can't apply the place where you fell and hurt yourself. Do you still need me to help you apply your back today?
I remembered Tu Mei's incident and immediately asked. After tonight, I don't know if I need me tomorrow or not
She hesitated for a moment, and for some reason, I saw her closing her eyes and taking a deep breath and said: OK, I really can't apply it
Open the door, Jingxin walked back to the bed by herself, leaving only a figure on me
She leaned over and turned off the headlights of the room and turned on the nightlights of the bedside table. When I was confused, she crossed her hands to me and pulled the hem of the T-shirt, and then pulled up. The whole T-shirt broke away from her body under my eyes, and the lines of her back were exposed in front of me without any obstruction.
Under the faint light of the night light, her body seemed to emit light, and she outlined a wonderful human stroke under the yellow light. From my perspective, she could vaguely see the slight curves of her chest
I have to say that her waist is indeed graceful, and the petite woman with a skeleton can best reflect the moving curve without any clothing obstruction.
But the current situation is, why does Jingxin want to do such a thing?
She didn't say anything, and I didn't ask. She watched Yiren walk slowly on the bed and lay down, with her hands vertically beside her. Her head was facing me, and she said without changing her face: Just press my back like this
I really don’t understand why Jingxin suddenly became so... pornographic? Or is it taking the initiative?
Her behavior was not like what she should have done when she was prepared for Ma Natural these days. I couldn't figure it out and I couldn't see clearly what kind of person Jingxin was.
From the shy and polite junior sister in past memories to the cold and guarding mother she met after becoming Ma Nan, the confused and harsh and sexual desire mother in Ma Nan's diary, and then to the cheerful and lively mother who found when Ma Yanran returned home, and then to the elder who had strong ability to accept new things, and finally caused the mother who broke out from family conflicts with the worries of the son to become a major.
After this series of timelines, it seemed that each one was not like her, but each one was real her. When I pieced together, I found that I didn’t know what kind of person she was.
Just as she is lying on the bed and looking at me, from Ma Natural's diary or when I wake up, she clearly knows that Ma Natural has a mother-loving heart. Although I am now amnesia in her opinion, some love instincts cannot disappear easily. I believe he will not know this.
However, she still did this, taking off her shirt in front of me and asking me to apply her back. Could it be that in just one week, she changed from strong resistance to mother-son incest to slowly accepting it?
Or I was thinking too much, she just wanted me to apply her back
The demon in my mind appeared again, buzzing in my mind: Wake up!
Where can a mother take off her top and bra in front of her son and lie on the bed for him to massage her?
This is obviously intentional test, or even seduce
The rationality in my heart gave me a comforting explanation: she might simply not wear a bra when she was sleeping. Since she mentioned painting her back, she just took off her T-shirt and asked herself to help. It was because she was her biological son that she would not think about Lu Si. It was because she believed in herself, knew that she had no distractions to her, that she dared to do such a move.
The demon interrupted my explanation like a conversation: Let me down, even if I have no distractions to her, how dare you say that she has no intention to me in this action?
Isn’t this an initiative?
My heart was speechless by the demon in my mind. This behavior is really abnormal. I can't find any reasonable explanation. At least I can't find what the inspiration that can cause her heart within this week is the first week.
She scolded me indirectly making me feel guilty about amnesia?
She heard the fermentation of mother-son incest at Wenwen's house?
Is there an anxiety about my sexual orientation faintly changing?
Are you unable to get promoted today or are you encountering unspoken rules in the workplace?
There is no answer, or they are all answers. There may be an answer some day in the future, but unfortunately there is no answer today.
The waves in my heart have thought so much, but in fact I guess I could only stay silent for ten seconds. I didn't ask him anything extra. I took out the live oil I put on last night, sat by the bed, facing her eyes. Even if I want to see the spring light now, I can't see it. Her arms are tightly clenched, and I didn't give me the chance to see the scenery on my chest.
I rubbed my hands violently and then pressed it on the part where she fell last night. The bruise had dissipated a lot more than last night. It might disappear in a few days.
I touched her shoulder blade and asked: Mom, can I help you press the whole back? You are ready to be massaged
I am both a test and a true love. Everyone is lying down. If you don’t press your whole heart, you always feel that something is missing.
Just like going to massage and telling the technician that her neck and shoulders hurt, she really pinched her neck and shoulders throughout the service period, and she didn't press her waist at all, so uncomfortable.
Her head seemed to want to look back at me, but she found that she couldn't do it, so she gave up: Can you?
Although I have amnesia, I vaguely remember some massage skills when the basketball team was training. The coach taught us massage. After training, we all helped each other massage each other. I don’t know if this is really true. The above are all said by Guan Weihao. When I was killed in the script last time, I said that basketball happened to be mentioned. Good friend, I will lend you another river.
Let's believe you once. Jingxin closed her eyes and seemed to let me slaughter
As the saying goes, long-term pressing becomes a good teacher. Based on the communication between massage and technicians over the years and the location of my personal experience, I probably know which parts are easy to get tired and comfortable to press.
I began to pinch her slightly tight shoulder rhythmically along her neck. I pressed it with my thumb as I remembered. As soon as she touched her, she let out a sound of YīngNíng. I asked: Did it be a little more powerful?
It's okay, just this strength, it's okay
I pressed her shoulders and gradually went down to the injured part. I had just pressed the right side, and I mainly put my strength on the left. I didn't expect that I could hear her breathing after pressing this way
Jingxin's back is like a picture of an unparalleled beauty, unfortunately there is a slight blue stain
I used my palm to transfer the warmth to her jade back, and my cold back also made her cool back slightly hot.
This is the first time I touched Jingxin's entire back without any restraint, but the devil's mind still disappeared just now, and my mind is poured into massage.
After some operation, I had rubbed her back slightly red. Seeing that she was not speaking, my fingers jumped like playing the pipa and moved closer to the middle of my spine, and came to the waist position in a smearing and picking position.
This waist is also a place where modern people are prone to fatigue, especially in daily work that requires long-term standing. Pustomy muscle strain is a common problem. I pushed her smooth waist with the base of my palm, and pushed her waist red.
Jingxin's shoulders and back are a little tight. It is conceivable that she needs to stand for a long time and sit on the computer. However, because these two tasks are done in turn, none of them is particularly strained. Of course, this is based on the first time that I am a poor health experiencer who has taken office as a health technician.
After half an hour passed so quietly, I saw that her back could not bear the torture for a longer time, and I did not have the intention to go further. Today, she was in a wrong state. I didn't want to do anything that made her even more sad at this time, so I gave up the obvious extreme behavior of sitting on her butt and helping her push her back. After all, the future is long.
I stopped the massage and Jingxin said softly: Thank you, Xiao Ma, let's get here today, it's very late. Although it's summer vacation, you're going to bed at around 11 o'clock now. Thank you today. Thank you.
I don't know when she had already opened her eyes, she turned her head to face the seat where I was sitting, and said to me with a smile
I stood up and said politely: Good night, mom, I will continue watching variety shows tomorrow
This guy, OK, go back
I exited the room and closed the door, and stretched out my palm that smelled a little bit of oil to stare at me carefully. This palm pressed Jingxin's back once just now
But why am I not satisfied now, and not even a trace of ripples?
Is this Jingxin's temptation to me? But what is her attitude?
I couldn't figure it out, but I'm sure that something must have stimulated her today. Thinking of this, I looked at the time that was not enough on my phone, and hesitated for a while, and finally made up my mind and called a phone number.
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