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Chapter 1 Boy

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Jinghai City is a big city with a deep cultural heritage. Every day, countless ordinary working-class people are working hard for a better life in the future.

Every morning, the sun only rises, and you can see these figures at the major bus stops in the city, including office workers in formal clothes, workers who rely on skills to make a living, and beautiful white-collar beauty.

In this hot summer, they are a fresh scenery in the city.

A woman dressed in professional clothes got off at the Shenglian Road bus stop. She looked only in her 20s, with a beautiful and gentle face, with her lips, nose, and thin eyes and willow eyebrows. Her black hair was casually dispersed to the shoulders. She was indescribably exquisite and beautiful. She was wearing a black suit, with a hip-covered skirt on her lower body to the bottom of her thighs, revealing her white and tender legs wrapped under transparent flesh-colored stockings. She was covered with a pair of black high heels. The heels were not very high. She looked extremely beautiful with a woman's height of about 170. Through the skin-colored stockings, you can see the light green blood vessels like thin silk on the instep of a woman's feet, which looked extremely attractive. The slender stockings and beautiful legs made by her high heels when walking attracted countless people...

Mingfeng Group is located on the west side of Shenglian Road in the city center. It has countless industries, mainly manufacturing, and is involved in multiple industries in hotels, restaurants, real estate. From its location and the tall building in the surrounding area of ​​the group park, it can be seen that its strong strength is. It can be said to be a well-deserved leading enterprise in Jinghai City.

Huh... Finally arrived. At the high-rise building in the group park, the woman's slender fingers gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, then bent down slightly and raised a calf wearing transparent flesh-colored stockings and gently kneaded it. While pinching her mouth, she couldn't help but mutter. It's really inconvenient to have a broken car. This brat is really harmful... Since the woman got off the car, she has been walking in high heels in the summer heat for almost half an hour before she got downstairs of the group. This is the first time for a woman who is used to driving to work.

After a while, the woman let go of her calves. The smooth fleshy legs shine in the sunlight, and the flesh color extends down to the calves. It is extremely sexy, and with her tall figure, she has an indescribable beauty.

He gently stepped on his legs and walked towards the front desk. There were two beautiful reception ladies at the front desk of the group building. When he looked up and saw the visitor, the woman on the left immediately had a sweet smile on her beautiful face and said, Secretary Lin, it was so early. The woman called Secretary Lin smiled back. The smile was like the spring breeze blowing on her face. The two front desk ladies also became a little lost for a moment.

A soft voice came from my little mouth. Is Mr. Su here?The receptionist on the right immediately came to his senses and said, Mr. Su had arrived. She asked you to go to her office at 9:30 after coming. The woman nodded slightly after hearing this and walked towards the elevator inside.

Pressing up to the 23rd floor, the elevator slowly rose, looking at myself in the reflector, with a beautiful face, graceful figure, and concave curves looming under the professional suit. The tall mountain on my chest pushed up the front of the suit with a bulge, and the lower body was slightly slit with a small skirt, slender and slender high-heeled legs standing straight. Looking at myself in the mirror, the woman seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly her face turned a little red. She took out the mobile phone in the small bag beside her, pressed a number and called out. A gentle voice that never showed in front of outsiders passed through the phone. Hello, have you gotten up?

My name is Ye Yufeng. I am 17 years old and I am a second-year student in Huashi High School. On the surface, I look no different from ordinary students, but in fact I am a second-generation businessman, and I am also the young owner of Mingfeng Group, the largest enterprise in the city.

My father died when I was three years old. Because I was young at that time, I felt unfamiliar with the words of fatherly love. It can be said that he was a child who grew up completely in a single-parent family.

My mother is Su Mingyan, she is 37 years old this year. She is the chief CEO of Mingfeng Group. When I mention this name, I feel a bit of complex feelings of love and hate.

From the perspective of a woman alone, she is perfect, with a delicate face, noble and mature temperament, experienced and cool in her work, 172cm tall, 34D bust, and her long and round legs.

Whether it is appearance, figure or temperament, she can be called the national beauty and beautiful, and is charming. In the eyes of the public, she is the number one beauty in Jinghai City.

But in terms of my mother-son relationship, love is because she is the mother who gave birth to me and raised me. The so-called kindness of giving birth is greater than that of heaven. I vaguely remember the scene when my mother took me to play in amusement parks, parks, etc. when I was having fun while I was playing, and she would look at me quietly and smiling. Whenever I was tired of playing, she would run into her warm and refreshing embrace, she would always use her slender fingers to brush away the sweat beads on my little head and touch my little face... But later everything changed. Since I was in junior high school, my mother has been with me for less and less time due to career reasons, and I am increasingly unable to understand that she has given me a lighter and less family affection for my career. Over the years, we have communicated less and less, and I have also become a little withdrawn in front of her.

This stalemate continued until the conversation more than two months ago, and became even worse.

If I could do it again, I would rather not be a mother like you

You...what did you say!!!

I don't want a mother like you

Bang...

The messy thoughts in my mind were interrupted with my eyes that were opened. I rubbed my head that was no longer so painful. Huh, the wine is really not suitable for me... I let out a light breath and stretched. I slowly sat up from the head of the bed, looking at the flesh that was covered by a quilt but had already been raised, but I seemed a little helpless.

He lifted the quilt and walked out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. He lifted his shorts to the toilet and released his cock that he could not wait. He released a hot stream of heat on the edge of the cock as if the gate was opened. After urinating, he felt much more relaxed. He lifted up the huge penis in his pants and gradually lowered his head.

When I walked to the mirror, I looked at myself in my glasses casually. As Su Mingyan's son, I inherited her fine blood tradition. I was 180cm tall and slender. My light purple hair was combined with my sword-like eyebrows and stars-like eyes. I looked handsome and extraordinary. My arms were muscled and powerful. My abdominal muscles were also trained from two to four during this summer vacation. I grinned at the mirror. Just as I picked up my toothbrush and was about to brush my teeth, my phone suddenly rang. When I returned to the room, I picked up my phone and saw the person who called. A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth and answered the phone..

The little brat, there was no soft voice in my ears. It sounded like the owner of this voice must be a beauty, absolutely right.

Sister Wanrou, I was just getting up and about to wash up, but you called and said to the other end of the phone, "You are all the ones who are harmed."Sister, I have been hiking so far today in the ghost weather. I have just arrived at the company. My feet are still a little sore

Unjustly accused Sister Ah Wanrou. If it weren't for the hateful insect flying in from the car window, how could this happen? I just wanted to help Sister Wanrou take the insect away from her body. I looked extremely aggrieved and said, Humph, don't think I know what bad intentions you are thinking about. When I was driving, didn't see it, right?The bugs were obviously caught by you, why are you... touching my legs?I was afraid to break the rearview mirror

Cough... Cough I coughed twice and said, "Who made Sister Wanrou so beautiful?" I couldn't help it for a while.

You little bastard!Bah, I seem to be able to see the pretty face of the phone with a blushing face through the phone. Okay, my good sister, I promise to fix the rearview mirror before you get off work tonight, and then drive your beloved little BMW downstairs to the company to wait for you

Don’t think I can forgive you this way, this is not enough. When I heard this, a trace of evil smile streaked across the corner of my mouth and said, Oh?Then this is the case. Sister Wanrou, your feet were sore when you walked today? I will rub you in the car tonight and use it as compensation. OK?The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds before a low voice came out. You bad boy, you know how to bully me. You didn't wait for me to speak again and continued to say on the other end. Don't tell you anymore. Mr. Su has something to do with me later. You are good at home. Don't make her angry anymore. Do you understand? After saying that, a beeping sound rang out on the other end of the phone.

Recalling Lin Wanrou's last words just now, I sighed helplessly, walked towards the bathroom, picked up the toiletries and was about to brush my teeth, and I glanced at something casually, and I suddenly felt a hot air flow from my abdomen to my lower body.

I saw a pair of thin flesh-colored stockings hanging quietly on the clothes rack in the bathroom. Most of the legs of the stockings were hanging in the air. The whole body of the stockings was as thin as a cicada's wings. The texture was visible. The tip of the stockings was not deepened and reinforced, but was connected in an integrated and traceless manner. Through the lights in the bathroom, the overall look was full of temptation.

This...is it from my mother?But how could my mother's stockings be in my bathroom room... My eyes were fixed on this irresistible poison, and my throat rolled for a moment, and my eyes gradually became hot...