Chapter 6: East Court incident

That night I didn't know how I fell asleep, and the dream was full of scenes of having sex with my mother.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already very high, and my mother didn't call me.

I sat up and thought about last night just like a dream.

My cock stood up again, and I reached out to hold it and wanted to rub it, but I found that my hand hurt a little.

My heart tightened and saw a piece of skin rubbing off my palm. It looked quite scary, even my cuffs were covered with blood. It was because I fell yesterday. The problem was... my mother bit the hand in her mouth last night.

This is how men often think with their lower body when doing it, and only then will they use their upper body to be afraid behind them.

Thinking about it now, there were too many abnormal things last night, and a person who was so cautious in my mother would definitely doubt something today.

I can’t help but think about it anymore. If you doubt it, just doubt it. Don’t doubt it on me, even if you doubt it in the end, just refuse to admit it.

If you kill your own mother, you can't even admit that you can't beat her to death.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a while, I heard the sound of my mother getting up to cook outside, and soon knocked on us. It was about the time to get up and have dinner!

My mother's voice was as usual.

I also pretended to be the same as usual and got up to have a meal.

At the dinner table, my mother was talking nonsense, and I dealt with it casually, and I didn't dare to look at her because of guilt.

If you get a cold, go back to school. It’s all your second year in high school, so you…

When my mother said this, she stopped abruptly. I looked at her curiously and followed her eyes to see my mud-filled shoes.

I was so panicked that I lowered my head to make a living.

What's wrong with the hand?My mother's emotional question came from her ears.

I shrank my hand and lowered my head and said: I fell so much that I was full and went back to school.

After saying that, I got up and went into the bedroom, and didn't dare to look at my mother all the time.

It took a long time to hear my mother going out. I picked up my schoolbag and ran back to school in a panic.

When I didn't know how to face my mother, the only thing I could do was run away.

She must have guessed it. As long as she breathes out with the wild man last night, she will basically be sure that it is me.

How should I face my mother?